"Did you say they would come?" After finishing the exploration of the home galaxy, Hong Tao ran to the planet Voshen non-stop, and the time agreed with the Vault Dweller was up, and whether the other party would go to the appointment depends on this time.

"100 percent will come, they don't have any choice." Uncle Qin still believes in the calculation results, it has been in contact with Hong Tao and July many times these days, and found the answer from the content of the other party's conversation.

"Whether your guess is right or wrong, we're going to get rid of these two little guys first." In fact, Hong Tao also judged this way, but he would not believe it as firmly as his uncle, so he would call it a judgment, not a certainty.

As is customary, the Weasel cruises stealthily near orbit, using gravitational, magnetic, and photoelectric sensors to search for potential danger in the vicinity, and then discovers two destroyer-sized spacecraft.

To say that the Adesapor family is really dead-eyed, the loss of two cruisers in a row still did not have enough doubts, but the ship blocking the orbit of the planet Voshin was replaced from one cruiser to two destroyers.

I don't know what the Commanders of the Adisapor Fleet will do next after these two ships disappear without warning. Hong Tao felt that they would not do anything, and this was a side effect of the organization being too large, and the reaction lag was more serious.

It may be a leader's negligence, after all, there is so much information to deal with that it must be prioritized. It is also possible that the transmission of information is not smooth, and the leader who has the right to make major decisions must not be able to do everything personally, so some information that does not seem to be too important will disappear in the transmission link, in the name of reducing the burden on the leader.

"No, don't kill the pilot, we need people to dismantle the Sleeper's Crypt." But this time Hong Tao became merciful and spared the four pilots of the Adisapo family.

This is called the moral bottom line to follow the changes in the environment, when he is not sure that the home galaxy is suitable for his long-term occupation, Hong Tao does not want to add even a little trouble, he is ready to run away at any time, and accommodating the captives is a big trouble.

Now he has a base, and the security measures are very effective, as long as the self-discipline drone is there, no one's spaceship can get out without the permission of himself and his uncle. So the biggest trouble was no longer the fear for the safety of the captives, but the lack of manpower, and then the heart became merciful.

In addition, he is still worried that the Vault Dweller will not believe in him, in that case, he will not be able to get manpower to replenish him, and he will probably have to be a real pirate for a long time to come, and it is not property that is robbed, but people! Or it would be more appropriate to call them traffickers.

"They're coming, two personnel containers!" Hong Tao didn't like to wait for people, and he was also unwilling to let others wait for him, plus he had to deal with possible accidents, such as the two destroyers, so he came six hours early. The Vault Dwellers don't seem to have this habit, they are more punctual, and they send the containers almost every second.

The two containers were sent together, which made Hong Tao feel a little more steady, if he wanted to refuse himself, there was no need to send the two containers together, and it would come in handy after saving one.

According to July, this very rudimentary and inexpensive equipment is a very valuable resource on the planet Voshin, so valuable that it is not allowed to be owned by individuals, and can only be kept by the elders of various clans.

"I think it's good news, but don't get too close, put the drone over to scan first." But Hong Tao still did not let his guard down, and he was more diligent than most people in ensuring his safety.

"Mr. Bend'an, I'm April, and twenty other people who are willing to leave here." As soon as the drone approached, it was captured by the sensors on the container, and then April's voice came, and he was really arrogant, and shouted directly on the public frequency.

"Very good, ready to dock, I can't stay here for too long, I'll talk about the ship on other issues!" Hong Tao really wanted to ask him how the situation was below, whether he had talked to the elders of the clan about his advice, and what the answer was. But for the sake of safety, it is better to talk while walking.

“…… How can there be old people? The drone quickly transmitted the scanning results, and the Weasel was successfully docked with a container, but the picture sent back made Hong Tao have questions again.

July said that the young descendants of the tribes who escaped from the planet Voshen in the container were chosen by the tribes in order to leave a continuous bloodline for the race, but the age of the two people in this container was obviously not young by any measure.

"The two of them are elders of the clan and want to communicate with you personally. I'm sorry, I didn't get your consent first......" April immediately gave the answer, and his expression was a little flustered.

"Don't be nervous, you're doing the right thing, I'm glad to be joined by the elders. But you'll have to explain to them that for now you can only stay in the cargo hold and talk through a virtual screen. ”

Hong Tao didn't expect the elders to come up and meet him in person, in fact, there was no need for this, there was a portable master brain and the communication equipment in the container hold, which could communicate remotely, and it was no different from face-to-face. However, since the family has already come, and it may be their own descendants, the necessary preferential treatment can still be had.

"Mr. Bendian, my name is Abdul. Hamid. Ould. Flood. Rashid, one of the elders of the Rashid clan, you can also call me January Lava. ”

Don't look at the tattered clothes, thin body, and scars on the skin, one of the old men is still very bold, and his momentum is also quite strong, he reported his full name loudly, and then raised his chest and raised his head.

"My name is Hongjing Gaoguang, I am one of the elders of the Hongjing clan, you can also call me July Storm......" The other old man was dressed similarly, except that his hair was all gone, and there was an unhealed wound on his bald head. He behaved more modestly, touching his chest with one hand before he spoke, and bowing again after speaking, and then standing up straight.

“…… My real name is Bend'an. Hong ...... "As soon as he heard the two names, Hong Tao knew that he had found the right person, as for whether he had children with Middle Eastern and Japanese women back then, he must have them, but the number of people is a bit too much, I really can't remember."

But at this time, if they report their real names, it seems to be a bit of a curse, if they still know their ancestors, they may be anxious immediately, and they will not believe it no matter how they explain it. So let's continue the habit of talking nonsense and opening your mouth, it's not to deceive them, just to continue to communicate, don't misunderstand because of the name.

"......" is the same as Hong Tao, the expressions of the two old men immediately changed after hearing the name, whether it was surprise or suspicion, it was really difficult to confirm from their wrinkled and mottled old faces. But there is one action that is certain, turn around...... Flirting with clothes...... Expose the right side of the ass!

"This craftsmanship is really ......" In addition to the shriveled buttock muscles, there are also two smiling mouse head tattoos that caught Hong Tao's eyes.

Compared with the painting style of the Earth Age, the New Edenians are really regressing in art, and the composition has no aura. However, it can be seen that the tattoo is hand-painted, which is very different from the extremely common machine painting of this era.

"What do you call it?" Hong Tao took out the rat head that used the skin on his back as a canvas again.

The "Holy Rat ......" painting is more effective than people, Hong Tao wasted so many words, the Vault Dweller was still skeptical, and as soon as the tattoo came out, Hula knelt down in a large area, only the two elders were more firm, and they were still standing.

"Wrong, it's called Hong Mouse, and it's a small animal on the planet where the ancestors lived, the head of the zodiac." How can you convince the two old men? Hong Tao thinks it's more appropriate to convince people with reason, so let's talk about it first.

"We have heard of the zodiac, the surname, the surname is also twelve, one ...... a month" It seems that the two elders don't know much about the origin of the rat head on their bodies, but they are not impressed at all, but they are a little messy.

"Do you remember the names of your ancestors?" It's been more than 20,000 years, and after so many ups and downs, it's reasonable not to remember.

“…… The holy rat ...... "This question is to the point, and the two elders are almost unable to distinguish any color, and their old faces are actually red, and they pouted their butts again after chattering for a long time, pointing to the tattoo and squeezing out a word.