In the dark starry sky of the universe, a slightly old and dilapidated spaceship passed quickly like a meteor, and it was difficult to leave traces in the vast universe. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Most areas of the Insect Domain do not have artificially developed mature shipping lanes, and every voyage of the ship is an unknown adventure.

The members of the crew in the cockpit of the Egg Cake slid their hands busily on the console in front of them, staring at the star map and real-time charts in front of them, and the endless black was occasionally interspersed with some dim asteroids.

Standing in front of the capsule and looking at the unchanging layer of endless black does not feel that the ship is moving forward at an unimaginable speed, but instead creates the illusion of standing still.

Mo Ye sat on the floor with his back against the fully transparent viewing capsule, as if he was completely immersed in the embrace of the starry sky, holding a piece of metal wreckage of an explosion-proof armored ship in his hand, and his thumb was constantly rubbing against the metal fragment with his half-closed eyes.

Mo Ye had already tried, it was difficult to smelt this metal by high temperature alone, and it would not work to directly engrave the magic array and runes, and the inability of spiritual power to attach was a major problem.

It's like a delicious hairy crab in front of a foodie, but he can't find a place to eat, and he is anxious.

"Xiao Qi, have you found the relevant records?"

Xiao Qi shook his head embarrassedly, "There is no detailed information about this special alloy in the database, only a brief mention of it in the book left by Mr. Brad. ”

can't connect to the Internet, even if Xiao Qi wants to find it, there is really no way.

Mo Ye closed his eyes, and the movement of his hand did not stop, carefully sensing every detail of this piece of metal, and his spiritual power surrounded the metal piece to make various attempts.

Not far from Mo Ye's side, there was a suspended wheelchair, on which sat an old man with bandages all over his body, his body was as dry as vegetables, Pamir Lecente was crooked in the wheelchair and looked like he might die at any time, and he looked like he was living with his last breath and obsession.

Even so, Pamir Lycente still had a gentle smile on his face, staring intently at Mo Ye with the appearance of a kind old man looking at his granddaughter, if you don't know the life deeds of this old man, such a picture is really a bit warm and beautiful, but after knowing the life and deeds of this old man, the feeling is completely different.

Pamir Lycent was allowed to roam freely aboard the Omelette, but only under the supervision of Ink Night, of course.

Because of the deterioration of his physical condition, Pamir has lost the ability to walk upright, and even sitting in a suspended wheelchair can only sit upright with the back of the chair and the back of the mechanical assistance, which is not much better than a high paraplegic patient, even so, Mo Ye is not taken lightly, this person can even live well in a mobile prison like an explosion-proof armored ship, and use various loopholes or laws to support energy guards to do things, such a person can not be classified into the safety category as long as the brain is not completely necrotic.

Paralyzed in a wheelchair, unable to take care of himself and needing the assistance of mechanical equipment, Pamir did not show the slightest urgency or disappointment, he seemed to be sure that Mo Ye would fulfill her promise to find him a new body.

Sitting quietly beside Mo Ye, there was no urging, only a kind smile that made people inexplicably creepy at every turn.

Deliberately do it!

It is hard to ignore the fact that Pamir has been locked in his gaze intently.

Mo Ye suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Pamir, and asked directly, "Are you so sure that I will definitely help you?"

Even Mo Ye himself was not sure what choice he was going to make, but Pamir looked calm and determined from beginning to end, such a person would undoubtedly plant a time bomb to give him a healthy body, God knows what this pervert can do.

But if you don't.......

The smile on Pamir's face was still the same, and he looked at Mo Ye very gently and attentively, "You will ask me that, it means that you have made a choice, and I believe in the choice you made." ”

Mo Ye frowned, closed his eyes helplessly, he really didn't want to see a shriveled mummy talking to himself in this posture, and he really wanted to let the brick pull his tail over.

However, Pamir is not wrong about one thing, Mo Ye has already made a decision since he brought the people back, Pamir Lycent cannot die yet, at least until Mo Ye gets the information she wants, this life must be saved.

Betty and Luo Yuning naturally don't have any good feelings for this old man, no matter what he did before, just coveting their bodies is already a life-and-death feud, especially Betty, when she thinks that this old pervert actually wants to occupy her body to live, she feels that the blood in her whole body is burning.

Both of them felt that it would be a good thing for the whole world for this pervert to end his life earlier, and they were surprised by the decision made by Mo Ye.

"Momo, do you really want to find a body for that guy?" Luo Yuning's face was incredible, "It's too inhumane to do this." ”

Betty glanced at Mo Ye, she knew that Mo Ye could not make such a decision without reason, but it was really a little difficult to accept to find someone to let Pamir Lycent change his body and continue to live.

"Why?" In fact, there should be many ways to continue interrogation.

This was the first time in so many years that there had been a disagreement within the Night Yama Explorers over Mo Ye's decision.

Who made Pamir Lycente's life history too wonderful and dark, the whole out-and-out pervert, there are no bad things he hasn't done, this kind of person is a sin to live.

Mo Ye was a little puzzled by Luo Yuning and Betty's strong reaction, which was unexpected, no one had ever questioned any decision she made before, especially Luo Meizi, it was definitely unconditional trust and support.

Well, Your Excellency Mage admits that he has some minor discomforts.

Before Mo Ye could speak, Pamir, who had been laughing and silent, suddenly interjected, and the words spoken in his hoarse and weak voice surprised Mo Ye.

"Because I'm the same kind of person as your captain. The smile on Pamir's face widened after speaking, "What do you think, Captain Black?"

Mo Ye's gaze flickered slightly, and the iceberg's indifferent face froze for a moment, and Pamir's words just now clearly meant something.

Luo Yuning crossed his waist and glared at Pamir, "I, how embarrassed are you to compare with Momo." ”

Pamir ignored Luo Yuning, "Captain Blake, you are my kind, aren't you?"

At this moment, Moye was sure that Pamir must have seen something, a secret that no one had ever known.

However, Mo Ye did not have any sense of panic that might be exposed, which only made Pamir more excited, it was a kind of excitement that had been lonely for too long to finally find a soulmate, and it was difficult to suppress.

Even if he couldn't feel the fluctuations of Pamir's mental power, Mo Ye couldn't ignore Pamir's intense excitement.

Mo Ye closed his eyes just because he didn't want to see the annoying smile on Pamir's face, and the kind elder's smile mixed with excitement made Pamir's already shriveled and wrinkled face look particularly hideous.

Moya still hasn't figured out what Pamir's abilities are, and he always seems to be able to influence the behavior of others in some imperceptible way, which is very different from hypnosis.

Those weird buzzing sounds can't even be noticed by Xiao Qi, only she can hear them, maybe it's not really a sound transmitted by sound waves, but a certain energy transmitted through spiritual power, otherwise Xiao Qi wouldn't be undetectable.

And at this moment, there seems to be another trouble, at least that's what Pamir thinks, and grabs Mo Ye's handle.

Mo Ye was really curious, and Pamir could see that some clues should be related to his special ability, and now he really had to find a body for this old man to use to continue his life.

............

The corner of the cargo hall on the first floor of the Egg Cake was much more lively than the rest of the floor, and more than a dozen mercenaries sat together, not letting out some exclamations and sighs of frustration, but some swearing indigenous dialects.

"Big"

"Big"

"Great!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the small square table in the middle of the crowd, and the dice in the transparent dice clock kept beating.

The eyes of all the mercenaries have never left for a moment, most of these mercenaries sitting around and playing dice are relatively old, and the way a group of middle-aged and elderly mercenaries spend their time in space is always relatively simple and traditional.

Eventually, the somewhat classical sieves clanged and stopped, as the crisp sound faded away.

"One, two, three, small"

The long-bearded mercenary who rolled the dice happily collected the bill, and the others did not look very good.

This most traditional mini-game is the most convenient and easy way to pass the long space voyage, but if you are not careful, it can also consume a lot of supplies.

"Quick, quick, give me today's meal card share"

The bearded man laughed and collected the bills, laughing at the other people with bitter faces and swiping cards to transfer money, he had never tried to win so happily.

The ship issued meal cards to all mercenaries, and during the voyage, they could exchange any valuable labor for meals, and the corresponding points could be exchanged for different foods, whether it was simple roasted steamed buns, roasted worm meat, or other cooked food, which was much more delicious than the compressed and convenient food they carried.

This has also directly led to the increasing popularity of gambling and fighting entertainment, and if you are lucky, you may be able to change a big meal.

In order to get more meals, the mercenaries worked tirelessly to provide all kinds of services to the Omelet, and they were never tired of it.

The mercenaries were given delicious food, and the Night Yama Explorers were given a cheap labor and gossip that only the old fritters knew.

There are too many unknowns in the Insect Domain, and these mercenaries are a living textbook for the Night Yama Explorer Regiment, and if they don't take advantage of it, they are simply sorry for such a great opportunity.

"Damn, the past two days have been in vain, and all the food has been lost. ”

"Thank you, tonight I can eat stewed white-tailed worms in oil, steamed sand shrimp" The long-bearded man who received a large wave of hateful eyes smiled and closed the stall, "Don't play, I'm going to work when it's time, and they're still waiting for me." ”

"Hey!"

The long beard ran away, and the other mercenaries could only stare dryly.

"Malfoy sold a lot of news to Joan of Arc the Immortal, and the guy didn't even need a meal, and the members of the Immortal Joan of Arc vied to invite him to dinner. ”

"This immortal Joan of Arc mercenary group seems to have come from the planet on the other side of Sapporo, and they are not very familiar with our part, and they have known that those irrelevant news can be exchanged for meals, so I will not give up the opportunity to the foxy fox with the beard. ”

When Thomson walked back, he found that the game had broken up at some point, "Eh, where are the people?"

It was natural to walk into the crowd and join a group of mercenaries in the conversation, leaning aside and chatting about the topic of meals together, acting no different from all the mercenaries, and not seeing anything special.

"Thomson, you went to the toilet for too long, you didn't know how much that Malfoy kid won. ”

Thomson didn't answer, but shook his head and smiled, "That kid has won again, and their group has something delicious to eat tonight." ”

"Hmph, who knows if that kid cheated or not. ”

Thomson listened to the small talk of several mercenaries, lowered his eyes, and followed the echo and laugh, his mind had already flown away, and the anxiety in his heart made him seem a little absent-minded when he was laughing.

"Tom, what's wrong with you?"

"Haha, I'm not happy because I lost the meal, Tom has been losing for several days in a row, and he works for nothing every day, and he can only get the most basic share, so he can only barely eat on compressed food. ”

Thomson retracted his expression, he had successfully entered the control system of this ship, but things did not go as smoothly as he thought at the beginning, this system was like a defense zone that was locked under martial law without loopholes in all directions, and the more he went deeper, he did not understand how he could avoid the strict prevention at the beginning and enter it.

Coming back to reality from the excitement of successfully infiltrating the scene, as time passed, Thomson's insecurities as a veteran hacker came into play, "No, no, the program I use is a legacy of an advanced civilization." ”

Even though he had been comforting himself like this, but today he suddenly lost the signal feedback, and his sense of unease reached its peak.

When he saw the two members of the Immortal Joan of Arc mercenary group walking towards him, Thomson instead had a kind of relaxed relief, and sure enough, he was still discovered, and the last bit of luck left in his heart was completely extinguished.

Thinking about it carefully, it was probably someone else who deliberately let him into the system at the beginning, and the so-called loophole was just a bait, and then it was too late for him to remove the program to eliminate the traces, and he couldn't escape from catching a turtle in the urn.

The two explorers who were in charge of taking Thomson away did not say much to Thomson, but directly fired an anesthetic needle, and threw the person on the luggage rack and took him away.

Before the mercenaries could react, the people had already been taken away.

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Ps,The author is finally home.,This month won't be wandering around anymore.,During the Kavin period, he said that he would go and not prepare to save the manuscript The trip is simply a double torture of body and mind.,It's too late to write it's too late to die or live.,Don't write it's tormented in my heart and feel sorry for the people.,It's just going to be a small life one by one + (to be continued.。 )