Cosmic Professional Gladiator Chapter 360 - Gathering of Eight (3)

Chapter 360: Gathering of Eight (3)

Translator: CKtalon 

“I know. It’s too late for regrets!” the child said helplessly as he lay there.

At this moment, the door opened. Three figures walked in one after another.

“The three of you came together?” Gu Shan immediately got up.

“Our youngest brother is here!” The child immediately got up and spoke enthusiastically.

Xu Jingming looked at the other seven people present.

“Let me do the introductions.” Gu Shan smiled and said, “This is Junior Brother Wu Ming; he’s also the eighth peripheral member of our Hunter Cosmic Sector’s ‘Primordial Star Conjecture’ legacy. He’s also the youngest—just 31 this year.”

“Greetings, Senior Brothers, Senior Sisters,” Xu Jingming immediately greeted everyone politely.

The members of the Primordial Research Inst.i.tute addressed each other as fellow disciples. Only when they addressed teachers would they address the other party as sir or madam.

“Of the eight of us, I’m the oldest. My name is Gu Shan, and I’m 1,001 years old this year.” Gu Shan laughed. “I’m really ashamed that I haven’t become an Origin lifeform despite being more than 1,000 years old.”

Xu Jingming knew that most people of the Primordial Star Conjecture lineage broke through and became an Origin lifeform in a thousand years.

“This is your Senior Sister Moyu.” Gu Shan pointed at the beautiful silver-haired woman.

The silver-haired beauty smiled. Her smile warmed his heart, and he couldn’t help but have a good impression of her.

“h.e.l.lo, Senior Sister Moyu,” Xu Jingming greeted.

“I’m 823 this year, and I haven’t become an Origin lifeform either,” Moyu said with a smile. “Junior Brother Wu Ming, you’re only 31 this year. How young.”

Xu Jingming smiled and didn’t say anything. In fact, he would be 32 in less than a month.

“This is Third Brother, Redeye.” Gu Shan pointed at the child. “A 719-year-old old man, constantly taking the guise of a child.”

“What do you not understand about disguises?” Redeye immediately retorted. “Every peripheral member of the Primordial Research Inst.i.tute has to hide their true ident.i.ty. I’m following the requirements of the inst.i.tute. Get it?”

“There’s no need to be in the form of a child for centuries, right?” Gu Shan curled his lips.

“It’s up to me.” Redeye looked at Xu Jingming and promised, “Brother Wu Ming, feel free to ask me if you need any help.”

“This is Fourth Sister, Monina,” Gu Shan introduced.

Monina had jade-green eyes, and her ice-cold face revealed a smile as she nodded at Xu Jingming.

“Senior Brother Redeye, Senior Sister Monina,” Xu Jingming said.

By age, these seven senior brothers and sisters were: Gu Shan, Moyu, Redeye, Monina, Azurescale, Metal Feather, and Kabuya.

All my senior brothers and sisters have reached Lv. 8, and most of them are at the limit of Lv. 8, Xu Jingming thought.

Even if these senior brothers and sisters didn’t deliberately release their auras, Xu Jingming could still vaguely determine them. For example, the sixth oldest Metal Feather—an ordinary-looking youth—was already at the limit of Lv. 8 at the age of 203.

“We are all peripheral members of the Primordial Research Inst.i.tute and cultivate the Primordial Star Conjecture legacy,” Gu Shan said with a smile. “There are only eight people in the entire Hunter Cosmic Sector who share such a fate.”

“It’s very rare for us to get together in the vast cosmic sector! Come, let us raise our gla.s.ses and welcome Junior Brother Wu Ming,” Gu Shan said.

Immediately, everyone got up.

Some of them had extraordinary backgrounds that weren’t inferior to Tejano. Some were princes of intermediate cosmic civilizations, some were descendants of ancient cosmic families, and some were peerless geniuses from ordinary planets…

But at this moment, the seven of them sincerely welcomed Xu Jingming! This was because everyone knew very well that they had to work together for the long, foreseeable future.

“Thank you, Seniors.” Xu Jingming got up and raised his gla.s.s.

“Cheers.”

Gu Shan smiled.

“Cheers.” The eight of them finished the wine in their gla.s.ses.