On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

Thinking about it that way, it's not impossible.

Given Milon's personality, he would most likely not refuse if someone could help him find Migi.

Thinking about this, Ye Han felt that it was very likely that he would run into him here.

Yaya Farm.

A motorcycle kicked up a cloud of grayish-yellow dust on the dirt road, the sound of its engine growing louder as it approached, finally stopping in front of the entrance to a wide-open farm.

Although it's called a farm, it's actually a huge tomato field on the outskirts of the Rorou tribe's settlement.

A flock of fluffy sheep were leisurely flying around the farm, occasionally lowering their heads to nibble on some grass and making satisfied bleating sounds.

McDonald jumped out of the car, took off his goggles, and looked around.

He turned to Hama and said, "That guy just gave us a map, saying we could find what we needed here? Why is nobody here?"

Hama parked his motorcycle: "Let's wait and see, hopefully it's not a prank."

Several sheep curiously peeked out and looked at the two people.

McDonald tried waving at them, and the sheep immediately pulled their heads back, their fluffy wool shaking like a sieve.

The sheep let out a chorus of bleating and flapped their wings, flying back towards the sheepfold in a flustered manner.

"Hey, what's this thing? It's neither a sheep nor a bird?" McDonald watched the flock of sheep fly away.

"Sheep thief!"

A loud shout came from not far away, and a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist rushed out from the direction of the granary, carrying a thick wooden stick and a wooden shield.

It charged towards the two men with menacing momentum.

His name is Bebeli, and he is known for his bad temper among the Rorowo tribe. He is as big as a brown bear that walks upright.

They clearly mistook McDonald and Hama for sheep thieves and, without saying a word, raised their sticks to attack them.

McDonald dodged to the side and was about to explain when Bebeli's second stick swept over.

Hama frantically pulled a map from his backpack, shouting that they were looking for someone, not stealing sheep, but Bebeli wouldn't listen.

Just as McDonald was about to fight him, a much taller, burly man strode over from the side, stretched out his thick arm to block between the two, and grabbed Bebe's stick.

"Mamaka, get out of the way! I'm going to teach these two a lesson."

Mamaka is the chieftain of the Rorou tribe, and he is much taller than Bebeli.

He didn't move aside: "The sheep are timid, and people who don't know them can easily frighten them. Bebeli, go and find Georgies to calm the flock, otherwise they won't dare to come out for days."

Bebeli snorted at McDonald and Hama, reluctantly put away the stick, and turned to walk towards the sheep pen.

McDonald and Hama then explained their purpose.

Not long ago, the two of them came out of a noodle shop and encountered a strange man who gave them a map and a motorcycle.

The man said that what they wanted was on the map.

Mamaka listened patiently but shook his head, not recognizing the people the two were talking about.

He then explained that this was a farm belonging to the Rorowo tribe, and the person they were looking for was not there.

Just then, Bebeli, who came out of the room, did not find any trace of Geges, but only picked up a crumpled piece of paper on the ground.

He unfolded it and his expression changed instantly.

The note read: "Gorgos has been invited onto the pirate ship."

Enraged, Bebe crumpled the note into a ball and threw it on the ground. Thinking of McDonald and Hama outside, her eyes were practically spitting fire with anger.

The moment these two appeared, Georges disappeared. What a coincidence!

They definitely did it!

He grabbed his shield and charged forward, his anger blazing. "Mamaka! Geges's been taken away by the pirates. This happened right after they showed up; they're definitely involved!"

McDonald and his companion instinctively assumed a defensive stance.

Mamaka reached out to block between the two, about to say something, when a voice suddenly came from the air, unhurried: "Sorry to keep you all waiting."

The ground suddenly shook.

A giant drill emerged from the ground in the tomato field, destroying a large area of ​​the vegetable garden. Mai Mai the sheep was so frightened that they huddled together in the sheepfold.

As the ship continued to rise, its entire hull was completely exposed, and everyone could finally see that it was a strangely shaped spaceship.

A strange device emerged from above the spaceship, trapping several rooms and imprisoning all the Rorowu people inside.

After the spaceship came to a stop, two figures appeared behind a transparent observation window.

Kalia stood to one side, next to a short man with an unusually large head and gold-rimmed glasses sitting on a chair. The man had his hands folded on his knees and a polite smile on his face.

McDonald recognized him immediately; Kalia was the one who had given them the map and the motorcycle: "It's you!"

Kalia laughed and said, "Since you're a free person, I'll introduce you to a friend."

"Relax, everyone, we're about to become partners," the short man said, adjusting his glasses.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Sardine. I was the fifth squadron leader of the Black Flag Third Fleet and I am now the leader of the Pentagon. You can call me Brother Sardine."

Bebeli had no interest in listening to his self-introduction and immediately yelled towards the spaceship, "Gorgos is the one you took away!"

Sardine raised a finger and shook it gently: "No, no, no, friends shouldn't shout at each other, it's very impolite."

He snapped his fingers.

The scene inside the spaceship appeared on an external display screen. In the image, Gorgos was sitting at a table covered with a white tablecloth, holding a fluffy sheep in his arms. On the table in front of him were cakes, cookies, and steaming tea.

Aside from looking a little flustered, he didn't appear to be hurt at all.

"Look, I'm a really good friend who takes great care of his friends." Sardin pushed up his glasses and smiled, his eyes narrowing into slits.

McDonald scratched his head, looked at Gregs on the screen, then at Sardine, his face full of confusion: "You invited Gregs over for tea, and then came here to tell us you want to be our partner. What exactly are you trying to do?"

Mamaka stepped forward, his calm voice tinged with wariness: "Our Rorowu tribe has no dealings with you. Why are you taking Geges away? State your purpose."

"Since everyone's being so direct, I'll be frank too," Sardin said, leaning back in his chair.

His plan was simple—cooperation, so that everyone could realize their dreams.

Sardin wants to enter the Devil's Footprints and occupy a star system within the Rainbow Sea as a base to escape the Interstellar Alliance's pursuit.

Therefore, he needs the fighting power of the Rorowu tribe, as well as the assistance of free agents like McDonald.

In return, he will let McDonald enter the Rainbow Sea.

They will also send a fleet to escort McDonald and Hama through the Devil's Footprints. As for what is in the Rainbow Sea and whether they can find Merlin, that's McDonald's business. He's only responsible for getting them there.

As for the Rorou tribe, he made a promise that he would make them great again.

As long as the Rorou tribe is willing to cooperate with him and fight alongside him in the star systems within the Rainbow Sea, all those rich resource planets and those high-tech industrial bases can be given to the Rorou tribe.

By then, the Rorowu will no longer need to stay on this remote Mars herding sheep, and can once again become a warrior race revered by everyone in the universe.