Chapter Seventy-Three: Losing as a Groom

Lynch, a slave, was implanted by the Jupiters with a "liquid brain plug" in what they would say, and then happily learned Jupiter, and then very happily discarded on the street.

In the Earl's Court, Count Pendritch was fiddling with the small tassels on his cuffs. After listening to the guard's report, he stopped his movements and wondered, "You mean - Earth?" The one who said he was an earthling? ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, that's what he said."

"Hmm...... Did you let it go? ”

"Yes. He was of no use to us, and after he chose to pay half of his income as a slave, we let him go. ”

The Count walked back and forth, as if thinking about something.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency, do you know this place on Earth?" The guards felt something strange about the count's expression.

"Of course!" The Earl stood up and said, "It seems that I have to go to the palace, I don't know much about this, the only thing I can tell you is that the earth is an unusual place, and it seems to have something to do with the closure of the stargate between us and New Eden by Jupiter." Can you track him down? ”

"Yes, the Jupiter ID card can only track him in the Jupiter Star Field, so we implanted him with the Jupiter gene so that he can communicate with the Jupiters normally, and also ensure that he can be tracked at any time and anywhere."

"Protect him, this man may be of great use to us Jupiter. Prepare the ship and go to Jupiter's first star. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. But the man asked if he wanted to go, and if he wanted to go, should we stop him? ”

"What is the blockade, where can he go? You mean leaving Jupiter's field? Not...... If the palace confirms that he is an earthling, it is likely to take the initiative to let him leave. ”

......

Lynch was amazed by Jupiter's pure white building for a long time, and he felt awkward about the difference in tones in his black robe, and finally found a secluded corner and began to examine his body.

Moving his hands and feet, everything was fine, and he didn't find any sequelae or anything like that for the time being, so he put his mind at ease and began to think about his entrepreneurial plan.

First of all, leaving Jupiter is definitely the ultimate goal, and this goal is directed at the ship and the exit passage, both of which are necessary for each other. If there were only ships, then he would not be able to cross the distance between galaxies, as there would be no jump or jump references. It's not enough to just have a passage, it's impossible to throw off your arms and run over! It seems feasible to make another "miniature wormhole" of that kind, but there are many additional conditions in this regard, such as learning the black technology of the Jupiters, or simply asking the Jupiters to help him get one. Lynch didn't think he had the ability to make the Jupiters look the other way, and the fact that they let him go without caring was enough to show how insignificant he was.

The most important thing is that Nima comes to Jupiter and doesn't bring a few black technology warships back, is he worthy of himself? Is it worthy of the New Eden forces that look for the Jupiters like a tadpole looking for their mother?

He took out the account card and played with it, and it turned out that the Jupiter account card was much lower than the imperial account card, only the identity and property were displayed. Identity: Link of Mimatar; Property: Zero.

"Link" is easier to understand, and the Jupiters get the pronunciation of "Lynch" wrong.

"Boss, are you hiring? Slave Lynch under Mimatar. ”

The owner of this audio-visual product store was startled, stared at it and asked, "Are you from Mimatar?" How did you get here? ”

Just one sentence, Lynch knows that the news of the New Eden forces is not closed here, just ask someone, everyone knows Mimatar. In this way, Lynch was not so worried, and he didn't even say anything about his status as a slave, and said with a smile: "I don't know, I was rescued by you Jupiters after the battleship was wrecked." ”

"Oh, that's not unusual. Don't recruit people, young man, I see that you outsiders don't understand anything, I advise you, don't bother looking for a job, there are very few places where the space station needs to be artificial, you can go to the surface of the planet. ”

"Ah, how do you go about this? Besides, I'm not used to living on the surface of a planet, so there's no place to make money? ”

"Well, seeing that you are an outsider and don't understand anything, I guess you don't have any money. You can go to the Earl's Court to sign up for a sparring partner, Miss Charlotte, the earl's daughter, likes to play battleship battles with others, and there are 10,000 Imperial Coins for losing the reward, you can try it. Do you know how to fly a battleship? ”

"Understood! Understand! Lynch excitedly said, "What is there when you win?" ”

"Win?" The boss looked surprised and reached out to touch his forehead, but Lynch dodged him. "You're not stupid, can you win Miss Charlotte?"

"Boss, what do you mean, why can't you win? Do you still have to pretend to lose to her? It's not that low-level. ”

"Oh, forget you're an outsider. In this way, in order to show the superiority of our Jupiters, the young lady piloted the Jupiter battleship, and the sparring partner piloted any battleship of the corresponding tonnage. ”

"Oh, so do you have warships from other forces in New Eden?"

"Of course, all warships have it." The boss looked left and right, made a mysterious gesture, and said, "Do you think we have completely cut off contact with New Eden?" We've got quite a few of us over there. ”

"Don't you think, don't I come here too?"

"Hehe, that's just as well."

......

After getting the relevant information about the sparring partner from the boss, Lynch felt refreshed and easy to talk about, and finally played a scoundrel and forcibly wiped the floor of the people's bright hall with a black robe, and extorted the boss from two hundred imperial coins.

"Rental!"

The floating taxi pulled Lynch to the Earl's Court area. Lynch went straight to the registration point. This is not far from the outside of the Earl's Palace, in terms of layout, a house like an outpost bunker, there are not many people inside, and there are more than a dozen people, all queuing up to register.

Fortunately, today happens to be the day of sparring.

Lynch was in the middle, and soon it was his turn to register.

"Huh, Mimatar? Slave? The clerk rubbed his eyes and looked at the information on the account card in disbelief.

Lynch reciprocated with a big smile.

"Slaves? How did you get to the space station? Isn't it supposed to be on the surface of a planet? ”

"What galaxy is Mimatar and why haven't you heard of it?"

There was a whisper of discussion around him, and Lynch Tian shamelessly clenched his fists for a week, as if others were talking about heroes.

"Are you sure you want to sign up? The loser is punished as a slave for five years, and you are a slave yourself, so there will be two kinds of slave punishment. ”

"Free choice?"

"No, it depends on Miss Charlotte's mood."

"What's the most punishment?"

"Well, I want to think about it...... Oh yes, go to the surface of the planet and bathe Miss Charlotte's war horse every day, that is, the groom. ”

"Very good, I like horses the most, I like cavalry the most, with a bit of mystery, and not so naked, ah what a ......"

......

Lynch successfully signed up and was in seventh place. There are only ten games a day, so as not to let the young lady play too tired. Afterwards, the ten sparring partners were dragged by the floating car to the Earl's private spaceport, where they were concentrated in a room in the dockyard.

"Hi Murphy, what boat are you going to use to sparring? I'm going to use the Emma Empire's blasphemy-class heavy assault ships. ”

"Whatever, can you still win?"

"Ah no, no, of course it's impossible to win, I'm thinking of holding it up a little longer to make a good impression on Miss."

"What's the matter, Miss can't still take a fancy to you."

"Hmph, what nonsense, I want to enter Miss's personal escort. I heard that the annual salary is 1 million Imperial Coins. ”

"Just you?"

"Hmph, we'll see!"

Lynch didn't bother to pay attention to these idiots, who were watching images of past engagements and thinking about his ship and tactics.