Murong Feng relied on his small and flexible fighter plane to follow the passage opened up by the law enforcement ship and fast-forward all the way, until he came to a huge space take-off and landing platform in low earth orbit, which is like an international airport, where a large number of spacecraft land and take off every moment. The outsider's spaceship can only dock here first, and if you want to land on the planet, you must pay the entry tariff, Murong Feng has long been familiar with the rules of this place, after all, in his previous life, he has been living on this planet for three years after leaving the army, until he broke through the Great Sword Hero and secretly returned to the Federation Blood Blade Enemy.

Adjusting the helmet to opaque sunglasses mode to cover his face to avoid unnecessary trouble, Murong Feng turned over and walked out of the cockpit, the gravitational device of the space platform is one-third of the gravity of a standard planet, so walking on it feels a little light.

Several heavily armed soldiers surrounded a tax collector to greet her, and when they saw that Murong Feng was alone but piloting a fighter plane to land, they thought that she was a sentry from a special caravan that had come to fight the vanguard. After all, a starfighter is not a spaceship, and it is simply impossible to fly long distances without adequate supplies.

Murong Feng didn't give the other party a chance to ask questions, because she understood that the more mysterious she appeared in this kind of place, the more she could avoid some unnecessary troubles. ”

The tax officer's eyes lit up suddenly, after all, he represented the official power of the black market planet, although he also received shady private goods, but the price was definitely not comparable to those black market brokers, so there were very few serious caravans that directly approached the official forces to sell the private goods.

"Close! Of course! The tax officer rubbed his hands and said excitedly, "I don't know what goods your family sells?" ”

Murong Feng turned around and opened the belly of the machine, pulled out a large box and smashed it on the ground, and as soon as he opened the lid of the box, a box full of filled nutrient solution came into view. The tax officer suddenly gasped, "Your family shouldn't have robbed a quartermastership, right?" ”

Murong Feng snorted coldly and motioned for him not to ask more. The tax officer hurriedly smiled awkwardly, stepped forward and took out a bottle to taste, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was surprised that "special nutrient solution!! Isn't it all a box full of premium nutrient solution? ”

Murong Feng nodded and motioned for him to inspect casually, the tax officer was immediately excited, and hurriedly called several inspection specialists to inspect the goods, and after some inspection and inventory, there were three hundred bottles of standard special nutrient solution, and everyone was almost absolutely sure that this batch of nutrient solution was definitely official goods, but they didn't know that it was the hands of the people of that family, and they even dared to rob military funds.

"I don't know what to call a nobleman?" The tax collector grimaced and flattered. Handling such a big deal can bring him a very generous commission, and he can't help but accidentally laugh with him.

"Don't you already know?" Murong Feng said lightly.

The tax officer reacted immediately, flattering to the point of "Oh, look at my memory, I almost forgot the name of the nobleman." Miss Liya, please. ”

For the tax officer's upper way, Murong Feng was very satisfied. There are many shady people like her who come here, and helping these people get a false identity is almost one of the regular business of these tax officials.

As the tax officer came to the reception room, Murong Feng did not take off his helmet, and the tax officer was already surprised by such a strange person, so he served a cup of strong tea as usual, and then began to negotiate the price of the goods in front of her.

"Miss Liya, the current market price of a 350ml standard bottle of premium nutrient solution is 3,000 cans. However, as you know, Premium Nutrient Solution has always been a military supply and is not sold to civilians, so countries are very strict about these things. The tax officer smiled and said, "So this is the price."

"Two thousand cans, no two prices! I'm just giving these things to you to avoid some trouble, and I'm sure you know that these things are in demand wherever they go. Murong Feng said very old-fashionedly.

The tax officer thought for a moment in his heart, and then asked with a smile, "Then I don't know how many goods you have left?" If the amount is large, the price is naturally negotiable. ”

Murong Feng raised a finger and shook it, which immediately caused the tax official to gasp again and again.

"My fleet is waiting for my news in the back, I only bring a box of goods, and the big boss asked me to inquire about the price first." Murong Feng said with a mouth full of nonsense, "If the price you offer can satisfy our big boss, I will naturally contact the fleet to come here with all the goods." ”

The tax collector felt that his heart was about to jump in his throat, and this was definitely a big deal! "This, we naturally understand this, so many goods naturally have to be careful." Miss Liya, could you please wait a moment, your family's goods are too much, and they are beyond my authority, and I must report them to my superiors. ”

"Go ahead!" Murong Feng nodded.

The tax collector got up and left with his feet a little weak, and within ten minutes he was leading a young man in a suit and leather shoes back.

"Miss Liya, this is Mr. Zhang Yang, the affairs officer of our superior business bureau." The tax collector said with a smile.

Zhang Yang nodded to Murong Feng, sat down in front of her with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "We have already checked the things that Miss Liya brought, if it is really as Liya said, you still have many similar goods, we are willing to buy all the goods you have at a price lower than the market price." And guarantee that the origin of the goods will not be revealed to outsiders, I wonder if this price can satisfy you? ”

Murong Feng pretended to groan for a while, and then said, "I want to report this matter to my big boss and listen to what he means." ”

"That's fine!" Zhang Yang said with a warm face, "May I ask Miss Liya, is there anything else?" ”

Murong Feng said quietly, "The long-distance liaison device on my fighter plane is broken, can you find me a long-range network communicator?" So that I can contact my fleet. ”

Zhang Yang nodded to the tax officer, and the tax officer hurriedly confessed and ran out in a hurry, Zhang Yang chatted with Murong Feng, and there was a lot of temptation in the exchange of words, but unfortunately this guy was still a little tender, and in front of Murong Feng, the old man, he was afraid that he only dared to drink tea with his head bored, and he didn't dare to continue to talk to Murong Feng. Murong Feng was naturally happy and quiet, but she digested the news that had just come out of his mouth that made her extremely stunned!

Soon the tax officer came back with a big machine, sweating profusely, "Miss Liya, I'm really sorry, we have eliminated the stand-alone network communicator here, and only this directional transceiver type old machine is left, do you think you can make do with it?" ”

The corners of Murong Feng's mouth under the helmet and sunglasses collude with a sneer, this kind of inferior lie may not even be able to deceive a three-year-old child. If you want to say that this old machine has not been manipulated, Murong Feng will not believe it, but she has no intention of contacting any big boss who has nothing to do, as long as it is a remote communicator, even if they want to eavesdrop on the content of the call, it is purely in vain.

"Yes, that's it." Murong Feng motioned to the tax officer to put the old machine on the coffee table in front of him. Zhang Yang and the tax officer retired very interestingly.

"Ten billion star coins, mom, are you going to trap your own daughter's rhythm?" Murong Feng shook his head with a smile, then turned on the communicator and did not send a message in clear code. Instead, I set a directional coordinate first, and then groaned and then edited a code and sent it! After knowing what happened after he was taken captive, Murong Feng understood that he was now like Tang Seng in ancient myths and legends, who was being searched for his whereabouts by demons and monsters from all walks of life. If you use clear code to deliver the message, wouldn't it be revealing your identity, and God knows what the consequences will be.

10 Billion Star Coins! Enough for those guys out there to trample all the rules under their feet in desperation. In the face of huge bounties, the rules of the black market planet are simply a joke!

Soon, Zhang Yang, who was guarding outside, also received the code, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, obviously the one inside was extremely vigilant, even if he contacted the top, he used the code language, and his side couldn't crack the content at all.

Seeing that the message had been successfully sent, Murong Feng got up and stretched his waist, then pushed open the door and walked out, and said with a smile, "My fleet is far away, I'm afraid it will take a day or two to receive a clear reply, so I plan to go to the Black Wind City on the ground first." ”

"Hah! Of course, this is no problem, Miss Liya needs to be accompanied by a guide? Below are the natives of Blackwind City, hoping to fulfill the friendship of landlords. Zhang Yang smiled and recommended himself. In my mind, I was calculating how far the communication distance was back and forth. With the power of that old machine, it can barely reach the federal border fortress Ampula Star more than ten light-years away, which means that the opponent's fleet may be lurking in any place within the area of more than ten light-years, which is even more speechless than looking for a needle in a haystack. And what she just sent was a directional signal, that is, a unilateral sending, and if she wanted to receive a reply, there must be other channels. Obviously, this is to prevent the content of the reply from being intercepted by them and exposing their hole cards.

Zhang Yang once again affirmed the other party's caution, but the more this happened, the more Zhang Yang believed that the other party definitely had a large number of goods in his hands

But Zhang Yang obviously didn't expect that Murong Feng didn't plan to receive any reply at all, even if there was a reply, it was estimated that the entire federal army would rush over

Of course, Murong Feng didn't pin all his hopes on a classic machine, and among the things he retrieved when he went to Black Wind City was the personal terminal he used in his previous life. Now there are people who act as free drivers, and naturally they can't ask for it.

Murong Feng nodded very happily in agreement, and then flew to the surface of the planet in a flamboyant car.

Just five minutes after Murong Feng flew to the ground on the flamboyant spaceship, a scarred fleet landed on the space platform. Then a heavily armed man lazily got off the spaceship, and the black vulture in the crowd walked in the middle with a gloomy face, and the shackled nine-headed dragon king and Xia followed behind him, but the expressions of the two were diametrically opposed to the black vulture, with a comfortable face, and even when they saw the black vulture with a depressed face, the two would look at each other and smile. There is no consciousness of becoming a prisoner at all.

I don't know who leaked the news, so that everyone knew that the nine-headed dragon king was captured by the black vulture. As a result, along the way, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods from all walks of life jumped out of the horns, and no matter how the black vulture explained that the woman was not in his hands, no one believed it, and the star thieves naturally fought with each other.

In the end, the Black Vulture Star Thieves were driven away by those star thieves who heard the wind, and finally escaped to the Black Market Planet, finally having a respite.

………………

Ten hours later, in a starry sky more than ten light years away, a federal reconnaissance ship that was on daily patrol suddenly received a directional code, and the communication officer on the ship was very unimpressed, but when the intelligent system reminded him that there was a military code in this code, he immediately paid attention to it. But when he wanted to decipher the meaning, he was prompted by the intelligent system that his level was not enough. The communications officer immediately reported to the higher-ups, and then the same happened to his higher-ups, and the code was reported layer by layer to General Alos, the supreme commander of the Dreadnought Fortress stationed on Amprah.

Alos Dumu, who was nearly seventy years old, was being overwhelmed by another annoyance at the moment, and he really didn't have the heart to pay attention to such a trivial matter, so he sent this code directly to the adjutant Fiziak to deal with.

With blonde hair and a handsome appearance, Fiziak is a typical Nijmani Novaya human, who has not only inherited the excellent genes of his ancestors, but also inherited the rigorous and perfectionist character of his ancestors. He has always been meticulous in carrying out all the tasks assigned to him, and it is precisely because of this that he can become the most promising young officer of General Alos at a young age, and he has a bright future.

After Fiziak got the code, he naturally checked it as usual, and found that the recipient's address was a public coordinate, just like a lighthouse shooting a light in one direction, and anyone within the range of this light could receive the code.

This is not the point, because this ancient way of sending messages was the most common way for early shipwrecked crew members to call for help, but it was sent in plain code. With the establishment of long-range communication networks across galaxies, few people have been able to send signals using this ancient method.

Now the focus is on this cipher code, which is less than 100 bytes, which not only contains indecipherable connotation information, but also attaches a military secret code. That is to say, if you don't reach that level, you can't unlock this code, unless you know the original mother code, otherwise you can't solve this code even if you use the most advanced federal brain.

It's not because it's too complicated, it's the opposite, it's so simple, so simple that it's just a mess of numbers and letters. Outsiders simply can't comprehend the meaning of these confusing letters. The two people who sent and received the letter may have agreed on a book or a sentence that did not match in advance, and then rearranged the order of the words in the book according to the information provided by the cipher code to form a new sentence. And this new arrangement of words is the real message that the sender is trying to convey. And others want to guess the meaning through the chaotic code, which is simply a futile act of seeking fish.

Fiziak used his level to try to unlock this code, but was surprised to find that even his own school-level authority could not solve this code.

"Is it a prank?" Fiziak frowned deeply, a little unwilling, got up and went to General Alos to apply for permission, knocked on the door and found that General Alos was meeting guests, so he wanted to withdraw, but was called in by General Alos with a relieved face, pointed at him, and smiled at a young man present, "This is Colonel Fiziak, the youngest and most promising officer under my command, Mr. Zhao can ask him to help you solve any problems." Alos turned to Fiziak again.

"Colonel Fiziak, this Mr. Zhao. Distinguished guests from the earth, do not neglect them. Aros deliberately accentuated his voice when he read the word earth, signaling that he must be careful to serve the eldest young master.

Fiziak suddenly felt a pang in his heart, surnamed Zhao? From Earth? and let General Alos, who was guarding the side, accompany him so carefully, then the identity of this Young Master Zhao was almost out of breath.

At this moment, Zhao Long's face was very gloomy, and there were several black-clothed people standing beside him, all of whom exuded a terrifying chill all over their bodies. Even so, he barely pulled out a stiff smile, got up, shook Fitzac's hand, and exchanged a few pleasantries.

Fiziak had to sigh that this was the real family, and he never forgot to abide by aristocratic etiquette all the time, even if he was just a small colonel, but the smile displayed by this young master Zhao could still make him feel like a spring breeze even if he was stiff.

"Mr. Zhao is really polite, if you have any questions, just mention it, and I will do my best to solve it for you." Fiziak also politely replied, seeing that Zhao Long was preoccupied and had no intention of continuing the conversation, he confessed, and then got up to apply for permission from General Alos and prepared to leave.

Alos was completely speechless for his subordinate, and he obviously had a chance to ascend to the sky in front of him, so he had to worry about some code. Zhao Long, who was sitting on the side, naturally heard the conversation between the two, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Fiziak still had to get the permission in the end, but General Aros still had the intention to cultivate him, and he was going to bring him to the banquet later, so he didn't let him run again, and directly let him unlock the code here.

Fiziak shrugged helplessly, opened his personal terminal, entered the code, and then entered the applied general-level permission, after a crisp ding, the code changed for a while, forming a column of text numbers and a book title!

"Introduction to New Century Culinary Arts? Is this a cookbook for cooking? Alos tilted his head and looked at the title of the book, and immediately laughed happily, "Maybe this is a cook's prank, hahaha." ”

Zhao Long unconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth when he heard this, shook his head and smiled bitterly, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"General, books that can be used as mother codes can be strange, haven't we also received books that use excavator tutorials as mother codes before?" Fiziac replied, then meticulously sorted out a complete sentence with reference to the text number corresponding to the kitchen book, and then read it out slowly.

"I'm Murong Feng, if you don't know who I am, go ask your chief. I'm out of danger now, on the Black Market planet, star 842390, 231236. ”

"Murong Feng? Who is this woman? Fiziak looked up in amazement, only to find that everyone present was staring at him, and his eyes were like hungry wolves, green and terrifying!!