The Blackfish Alliance, an ancient force.

The ninth largest underground force in the Azure Galaxy. Most of the members of the alliance are retired soldiers and adopted orphans from the Human Federation and major empires. There are special ways to train, as well as channels to receive tasks from all sides and earn high bounties.

To be precise, this is another huge force hidden under the nose of the Federation, dedicated to its life.

When the members of the group are not tasked with the task, they may be people from any industry in the human race, and once they are interested in a task, they will take off their existing disguises and plunge into it.

They are not psychopathic murderers, they have quite professional qualities and spiritual ideals.

They strictly abide by the three most basic creeds: do not kill innocents, do not betray the organization, and do not raise their reputation.

If a member disobeys, the founder himself will use a high bounty for other members to hunt down and kill until that person dissipates into the vast universe.

The founder is very mysterious, it is said that no one has ever seen the real face, and the code name is Blackfish.

There are six elders under the black fish, divided by the distribution area of human power, and they are the heads in charge of their respective jurisdictions.

James. Trey had already quit the Blackfish Alliance, but in order to return someone's favor, he once again became a part of this force.

After hearing the code name Black Wolf explain in a low voice, James couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his virtual combat boosting career over the years has added a lot of sentimentality to him, and he has some doubts that he can still adapt to this industry.

"Who sent out our mission this time?" In order to hide the emotions in his heart, James changed the topic and asked.

The black wolf finally couldn't resist the temptation of smoking, and put the cigar in his mouth again, but he didn't light it, and when he heard this, he glanced at James obliquely, and his tone was a little cold, "Old man, you seem to have forgotten something?!" ”

Only then did James realize that these low-level peripheral assassins had no right to know the source of the task, and the only thing to do was to complete the assassination mission and extract the bounty.

Shaking his head, James gave the black wolf an apologetic look, carried his suitcase, and walked towards the public suspension station in the distance.

The bearded and low-pitched man codenamed Black Wolf looked at this old guy whose words and deeds were a little unfamiliar, and his expression was thoughtful.

However, there was still a few points left of the trust in the previous cooperation, so he didn't think much about it, and followed slowly.

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Xu Fan didn't need to take big classes these days, so after running in the morning and having breakfast, he left the invitation of the fat man on the sperm worm to participate in socializing, and once again went into the dark room of the preparation equipment.

The damaged parts of the two snail metal plates used to prove the spatial sequence ratio and the reduced type were carefully repaired and perfected according to the textbook, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and picked up a few old engine design drawings and looked at them.

He had put a lot of effort into getting this extra job in the hospital.

With superb technology, he helped the mecha department repair two simulated cockpits that had been shelved for a long time for free, and only then did he take the key from the director in charge of logistics equipment.

At that time, the elderly director looked at his eyes, his eyes lit up, as if he had found a treasure. After some questioning, I learned that he was a student of the Department of History, and his eyes were full of pity, and some pity was that he was not a student of the Department of Mechanical Maintenance.

He sometimes wondered if he had been deceived by the old man Jinduff.

He originally applied for the mechanical maintenance department, who would have thought that he would be forced to be admitted to the history department in the end.

In fact, he was not trying to repair and maintain the experimental equipment for a few hundred federal dollars, but coveted some outdated and discarded theoretical illustrated books, as well as drawings and papers related to mechanical design.

Old man Jindafu said that a qualified mechanic must learn from the most basic theoretical knowledge before learning from failure.

His department at Klemans College was history, so he naturally did not have access to the study of these systems. For this reason, he complained more than once to the old man Jinduff who recommended him to be admitted to Kleimans College at that time, that it was better to learn more maintenance skills after the old man's ass, so the impatient Jinduff let him sneak into Kleimans's equipment room.

The old man said that young people should be with young people, and there was no future for him as an old man.

As one of the top ten colleges in Kettering, Clemans College has a good background, and the semi-abandoned experimental equipment room has a lot of past drawings and papers, as well as conjecture drawings for scientific research equipment design.

When Xu Fan is not maintaining and repairing the mountains of equipment, these theoretical hand-tied hands have become his treasures.

It may be due to the different routes taken by Dean Langton, some scientific and technological theoretical conjectures of great value that Xu Fan believes are of great value in the hands of no one but are abandoned by the academicians of various departments headed by Dean Langton, and are finally collected into the dust of this equipment room.

The engine drawings that Xu Fan is currently looking at are somewhat similar to the turbo cyclone engines that were eliminated early on the market, and they are an engine used in suspension vehicles.

The design concept of the turbo cyclone engine is very advanced, but because a small amount of energy in the cylinder crystallizes and burns, because of the light accumulation, the residual exhaust gas will not become cold, which can easily lead to the cylinder heating, and the outbreak is more than stable enough, and after a series of accidents, it will be withdrawn from the market.

The simple design concept in his hand is to replace its energy crystallization with carbon core water, under the light gathering, the power generated by the combustion of carbon core water can almost replace energy crystallization, but it also encountered the problem of unstable performance, and finally for some reason, the design idea was discontinued.

Xu Fan felt a little sorry for the genius who designed this drawing, since the Age of Interstellar Discovery, no scientist has questioned the stability of the energy crystallization used in all walks of life, this guy who dared to propose the idea of replacing the quantitative power engine should be a character.

After admiring, Xu Fan put down the drawings, took out Tianxun and looked at the time, 12:15, noon. He took off the dirty apron around his waist and prepared to buy some buns for lunch.

At that moment, there was a knock on the tightly closed door of the equipment room.

Xu Fan was slightly stunned, the place where he was, except for him, almost no one had ever come, and even many students didn't know that there was such a place, and those academicians who sent broken equipment almost didn't have to knock on the door in such a gentle way, they all had keys.

So, who will it be?

Xu Fan washed his hands with cleaning liquid, came to the door, and opened the metal door of the equipment room.

Seeing the person standing in the narrow corridor, Xu Fan was slightly stunned, and then grinned.

He stared at the visitor with some amusement.

The visitor looked at Xu Fan, and also laughed, and looked very happy.

The two looked at each other with a smile on their faces for a while, and the visitor limped to miss Xu Fan and entered the equipment room.

Xu Fan, who was standing at the door, did not stop him, but with a strange look on his face, he dispelled the idea of having lunch, turned around and closed the metal door.