In the open space in front of the first main base, Lei Xiang was placed upright on the ground. He was surrounded by the members of the Worldly Special Force and frowning as he thought hard.
It had to be said that the Spiritual Race was really tall. Even without his legs, Lei Xiang was almost as tall as Mu Xingluan.
After waiting for about five minutes, Xu Tui suddenly looked at Yang Huai before Lei Xiang could speak.
"Forget it. Bring the corpse back and hand it over to the research institute for research. Old Yang, do it quickly. Also, release two large buckets of Lei Xiang's blood and store it in a vacuum. It might be useful to the research institute." Xu Tui turned to leave after he finished speaking.
Yang Huai rolled up his sleeves and shouted at Cui Xi, "Old Cui, give me a few vacuum storage bags so that I can store the blood."
"Right away."
