Planet ACPM 47, Union Domain.

Under normal circumstances, in the administrative sequence of the Alliance, most of the stars that are numbered but not officially named are harsh and extremely unsuitable for human life.

The star, known simply as Planet 47, is no exception.

This dwarf planet, which is only more than 4,000 kilometers in diameter, has a weak gravity and a thin atmosphere, and there is hardly a trace of natural moisture on the entire planet.

But the planet's temperature is extremely stable, and there are very few violent atmospheric movements.

It is for these reasons that it is regarded by the alliance as a natural weapons storage depot.

Since the great war with the Holy Σ Order on the other half of the Oasis Star Sector, nearly 75% of the starships and a large number of decommissioned weapons in the heyday of the Alliance, except for a few that have been dismantled or modified, have been sealed on this planet.

Those behemoths that are difficult to leave the atmosphere of habitable planets can easily take off and land from this microgravity planet, so after the war, more and more starships and various weapons were neatly stacked on this planet 47.

Therefore, this place is also called the "Starship Graveyard".

Although it is not suitable for human habitation, there are still permanent inhabitants on this planet, these people were once convicts of the Alliance's hard labor, because the Alliance did not have enough funds to maintain a large standing army, so these criminals were allowed to recover the resources and starship parts that could still be used on this planet by dismantling and maintaining scrapped starships.

It is located on the edge of the Alliance's territory, far away from the entire Alliance from Silla Song, far away from most administrative planets, without any stargates and routes, and usually only the Alliance transport ships that recover parts and resources travel between here and the nearest planet Osmai.

And the starship sealed on this planet has almost no fuel and ammunition, so the Alliance doesn't have to worry about these permanently exiled prisoners using the contents to rebel.

And most of the starships' living facilities are still in good condition, especially the area control ships comparable to cities, which give these prisoners the possibility of long-term survival on this planet.

Decades have passed, and the prisoners are long since they are dying, but their descendants have inherited the business of their fathers and even their ancestors, making a living by cutting and sorting through the parts and resources available in the starship graveyard.

They call themselves "waste pickers".

Every once in a while, the scavengers on Planet 47 hand over the resources they have collected to the Alliance starships that collect them in exchange for enough supplies.

"That's the life of all people on Planet 47."

A young boy drives a pickup truck assembled from scrap fighter parts that he didn't know where to go, and the co-pilot carries a girl about her age.

In the cockpit, which can barely maintain the oxygen supply environment, there is an old player from the crew of an unknown starship, and the old rock from half a century ago is played.

The boy wriggled to the rhythm of rock 'n' roll as he turned back to the girl next to him.

"We've come far enough!" The girl was not as excited as the boy who drove the car, and she seemed a little worried when she left the "city" for the first time. "They say those starships have ghost crews in them......"

"The things around here have been almost turned over, and if you want to get something really valuable, you have to dare to take risks!"

The boy glanced at the fuel buoy on the pickup truck, and there was still more than half of it, which should be enough to go a little further.

On Planet 47, any reactor cell or nuclear energy is absolutely contraband, but the alliance doesn't seem to care about the local abundant chemical fuels, so this kind of synthetic oil burning vehicle is still the mainstream here.

The two of them took an inaccessible path, and after driving west for half a day, they could reach a flat plateau, and in an extremely hidden valley deep in the plateau, there was a huge starship graveyard, which should not have been discovered by anyone.

The pickup truck jolted to a halt next to several neatly stacked starships, and from the inside of the car, they looked like a group of silent steel behemoths, crawling in the silent graveyard, waiting for the moment when time would end.

"Put on your hazmat suit, we're here." The boy pulled the handbrake, "This is it, when I found here, I saw something shining, if it was the alliance that forgot to recycle, we would make a lot of money." ”

"If my dad had found out, he would have broken my leg......" The girl said timidly, still a little scared.

"If I put a piece of pure codium before him," said the boy, "do you suppose he will beg me to marry you?" - Wear your helmet! ”

The girl scrambled to put on the helmet of the protective suit, and the boy pressed a switch, and the air in the car was quickly evacuated to reach the same air pressure as the outside world.

After the air pressure equalized, he opened the door and jumped out of the car.

The parking place was still some distance away from the starship graveyard hidden in the depths of the plateau, but the two of them could already see the faint light from some of the portholes in the towering starships.

"What type of starship is this?" The boy looked at the bulky personal terminal on his arm, which had been removed from some piece of equipment and modified, and it didn't seem to have a matching model for the starships in front of him.

Looking at the huge silent objects, the boy took a deep breath.

"Otherwise, let's go back!" The girl followed, pulling on his suit.

"How is that possible!" The boy shook his head and said, "I'm going in, if you're scared, wait for me here." ”

With that, he walked towards the starship group without looking back, and crossed a long distance with a slight leap.

The girl had to follow.

The starships here look very strange, darker than those around the city, and look a little older than those starships.

The two of them came to the closest to the edge, which was also relatively small, and circled around it, but did not find the location of the personnel entrance.

"It's weird," the boy looked at his personal terminal again, which contained information he had spent five quotas on the protein meat to buy from a black marketeer, containing all of the Alliance's starship models and structures from the Great War decades ago to the present day.

He lifted the heavy terminal device and pointed it at the strange starship in front of him, but after a quick comparison of thousands of starships of different models and specifications, the terminal still did not give any matching information.

He turned the terminal and pointed at the other starships, still without any match.

"Make a fortune!" The boy excitedly turned back to the girl and said, "These are not Alliance starships at all, they must be worth a lot more than those things!" ”

"But how do you get in this place?" The girl asked.

"There's always a way!" The boy looked up at the behemoth overhead, "No, just use our Planet 47 convention—you wait, I'll go get the cutting tools." ”

The girl didn't answer him, and pointed to a place more than ten meters above the heads of the two: "There, is it a door?" ”

The boy took a look: "I'll go up and have a look." ”

In addition to maintaining standard gravity in the city in a simulated gravity environment, Planet 47's own gravitational pull is very low, so the boy climbed to a height of more than ten meters without much effort.

"It's a hole." He waved his hand and said in the communication channel, "You wait down there, I'll go in and take a look." ”

Through the hole, which he didn't know if it was a cannonball or an angle of attack, he could already see the fluorescence emitting from it.

With that, he jumped into the hole.

The girl waited under the starship for more than ten minutes, but the boy never moved.

The girl panicked and called out over the communicator, "Edmund, are you still there?" ”

She was answered by a silent murmur in the communicator.

The girl was a little scared and wanted to call for help, but there was no one around.

An hour passed, and the boy named Edmund still didn't come out.

The girl kept calling, but there was no sound coming from the communicator, and the boy seemed to have turned off the communicator, or had already left, leaving her alone in the terrible steel jungle.

The girl knew that the oxygen stored in their protective suits, which would last only a maximum of an hour, had to run back to the car, crying while continuing to call.

Another hour had passed, and the boy had not yet come out.

In fact, it doesn't take two hours, and after the oxygen is exhausted, he shouldn't last more than ten minutes.

The girl drove away crying, following the direction she remembered, towards the city.

A day later, a convoy of dozens of vehicles arrived at this hidden starship graveyard.

When the girl returned to the city in tears, she told her father, the boss of a gang of scavengers, about the boy's discovery of a starship that she had never seen before, and the fluorescent glow in it.

Of course, the disappearance of the boy is what she is most concerned about, and it is also the first thing to say, but it is the most neglected thing.

When he heard that there was a starship graveyard in the western plateau, less than a day's away, the father, who was angry that the girl had left the city without permission with a poor boy with no foundation, turned his anger into joy, and forgave his daughter for his reckless behavior and let him lose face.

When he heard that the starship there was not an alliance system and that there might be pure skewers in it, the father, who had planned to hide everything and quietly excavate it himself, immediately struggled with all the manpower he could find after smoking a bag of homemade cigarettes, intending to strike before the rest of the city found the treasure.

Under the girl's guidance, the scavengers soon discovered the starship graveyard.

This location is very secluded, located in a weathered canyon on the plateau, even from the sky, it is difficult to see that there is such a big mystery hidden in it, no wonder the Alliance and later scavengers completely ignore this location.

The scavengers stopped their cars and let out deafening cheers in the communication channel, as for the poor boy who the girl said never came out after entering the starship, it had been a day anyway, and it didn't matter where he was or whether he was alive or dead.

Perhaps, that unlucky guy accidentally fell to his death in the starship.

The scavengers grabbed their tools from their pickup trucks and raced towards the starship.

But they quickly stopped, because not far in front of them, there was a man, or rather, a corpse, lying on his stomach.

A daring scavenger stepped forward, turned the body over, frowned, and said, "It's dead, it's that little Edmond from the West End." ”

People came forward and saw the corpse of Edmund, which did not look much different from usual, except that its skin was blue and seemed to be shiny, and they wondered if it had been poisoned.

The girl burst into tears.

The scavengers don't have any superfluous emotions, since they are acquaintances, at most, when they return with a full load, they can pick him up for a while and send his soul back to his hometown.

So, two scavengers came over to carry Edmund's body.

At this moment, the boy, who was covered in blue and black, suddenly opened his eyes.