"9527, ten catties of ternary ore, three taels of sub-rock liquid, and half a square of star aggregates, reach the limit!"

An icy electronic synthesis sound came from the depths of the rust-colored surface, and after a burst of hydraulic hatches opening, a skeleton-like teenager climbed out of the hatch with difficulty. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Due to the lack of sunlight for too long, the young man's complexion was almost sickly, and his skeletal body was wrapped in a set of inferior anti-gravity suits that had been eliminated three hundred years ago, and a felt melon skin hat was worn on his head, and his head was tightly wrapped.

However, this anti-gravity suit and melon skin hat are almost all of the boy's belongings, even if its anti-gravity device stops running from time to time, leaving the boy in a state of overweight and weightlessness at all times.

The light cleaning function is completely lost due to the lack of key parts.

After a brief adaptation to the sun, the young man's mechanical steps, one step deeper, one shallower, walked towards a giant abyssal warship in the distance on the rust-colored surface.

It's not so much a warship as a castle of steel, unbridled with an icy aesthetic of violence, rugged and deadly, with deep quantum reactors unabashedly facing in all directions.

Bursts of synthesized electronic sounds came from the boy's feet, and a ragged man crawled out.

Like a corpse buried in the ground, the walking dead return to the world.

Slowly, a little black shadow appeared on the desolate rust-colored surface, gathering human smoke, and invariably heading towards the abyssal warship.

But desolation is still desolation, the Gobi is far away, the sky and the earth are dark, there is no wind and no waves, like a cage.

The crowd was silent, filled, desperate.

Because they are all star slaves, the lowest of the Central Empire, captives from other worlds.

The young man buried his head numbly, even if there was a 'unfulfilled limit, clear' in his ears from time to time, and then accompanied by a low miserable sound, the young man's gray eyes did not flicker at all.

A moment later, the boy stood under the warship, and the tenth-generation slave control chip behind the boy's ears transmitted messages that had been tracking for months, and then the warship cast a halo of light, like salvaging a cargo, swallowing the boy and the gradually approaching star slaves.

"Squat down, hold your head, and get the nutrients by number!"

With the entry of the star slaves, the huge steel castle seemed to squirm its stomach, awakening a part of its functions.

Then wisps of silvery-white liquid flowed down from the smooth and dust-free walls of the ship, splashing into drone mechs, and on the mecha jumped bright and dark, eerie but terrifying electric sparks.

A man with an impatient face walked out of the corridor, holding a cigar that was still smoking, and subconsciously wanted to spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, but he seemed to remember something, and his eyes flashed fiercely, but he still swallowed it with a grunt.

And on the shoulders of the men's star air uniform, embroidered with two bars and one star, he is a major.

The Major grabbed his cigar and pulled a cloudy, dark green potion from the three-dimensional storage compartment of the mech next to him.

"9001, just completed the annual limit, inferior nutrient solution!"

The Major glanced contemptuously at the group of star slaves at his feet, and as soon as his deep voice fell, a half-old man struggled to stand out from the crowd.

The man was unrecognizable, his facial muscles were stacked together, completely blocking his mouth, revealing only two holes in the eyeballs, which was terrifying.

And the sleeve of his right hand fell empty, flicking and flicking, just like his stumbling steps.

The half-old man was about to take the potion, when the major's movements suddenly startled, and he noticed the information that the pupil membrane in his eyes appeared.

Character: Xu Han

Status: Level 5 Xuanshui Civilization Scattered Cultivation

Repair for (old): Half-step Jindan

Traces: Killed three imperial warriors, simulated ten armors, and raided the 'Third Detachment of the Central 19th Clan', but to no avail

Punishments: Abolish the Dark Matter Reaction Field (aka: Immortal Root), destroy 89.99% of the gene chain, break the arm, and extract 100 years of vitality

Note: This person is serving on the Tinder Planet Duheng, a key star slave!!

A grim smile tugged at the corner of the Major's mouth, and he suddenly withdrew the nutrient and kicked 9001 in the chest.

There was only a sound of bones shattering, and before 9001 could scream, he was shocked to the wall of the ship, and then landed at the feet of a star slave with a thud.

The boy's drooping eyelids moved slightly, and his stiff posture was like a stone sculpture.

"Attacking the central team is really a wolf's heart and leopard's guts! Lao Tzu just woke up from the dormant warehouse, and he encountered you such garbage that offended my central star field, it's really unlucky! ”

9001 prostrate on the ground, breathing like a gossamer, not knowing life or death, and then the major sneered and threw the inferior nutrient solution in his hand.

"Hey, want to die? It's not that simple. ”

Except for the star slave who was named by the major, no one raised their heads, let alone spoke, and they were as depressed as stagnant water.

"Next, 9002."

Seeing 9001 being poured into a bottle of inferior nutrient solution, his chest slowly recovered and heaved, the major's eyes blinked slightly, and the pupil membrane attached to the outside of the pupil replaced the information of the next star slave.

Everything was carried out in an orderly manner, the silver-white mecha coldly scanned everyone, and the jumping electric light made people look intimidating.

“9425……”

“9426……”

Suddenly, the major's flat voice rose slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his grim eyes: "9427, 50% more than the annual limit, medium nutrient solution." ”

As soon as these words came out, even the silver mecha controlled by the established program looked away slightly and activated a certain program.

The young man's statue-like posture also trembled slightly, and his fingers gently brushed the smooth floor, and there was a slight electric shock on the floor.

A tall man slowly got up from the star slave, even if he had been subjected to electromagnetic damage inside the planet for a long time, wind, frost, rain and dew, his emaciated face still had an indescribable calmness, as if he had been in a heavy position for a long time.

The major looked at the man slightly, but he was not embarrassed, and happily handed the man a slightly bright green nutrient.

"He was once the master of a family, with vision and courage." Under the Major's seemingly admiring gaze, there was no mockery hidden in it.

9427 took the nutrient solution without saying a word and squatted among the star slaves behind the major.

"Next ......"

……

"9527, barely completing the annual limit, inferior nutrient solution."

The Major's bored voice rang out, and the boy stood up and walked slowly over to the Major.

The Major scanned the information about the boy on the pupil, and there was nothing new, so he threw the nutrient solution straight over.

The young man walked silently, passing by the major, but at this moment, a voice came.

"Wait a minute, the ashes are off, you, pick it up."

The cigar on the Major's lips still burns with fireworks, and in this age of total intelligence, such retro and troublesome objects have become status symbols.

The boy stopped, but did not move, stayed in place, as if hesitating.

The major was like an enraged lion, his golden hair almost stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, and he drank: "Lao Tzu shouted to pick you up, you will pick it up!" You scumbag dare to hesitate?! ”

As he spoke, the major slapped out with his palm and kicked the young man in the abdomen.

A burst of colic came, and the boy was overturned by this huge force, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the red blood flowed from his mouth.

The young man's thin cheeks twitched subconsciously due to pain, and then, without saying a word, the young man slowly turned around and squatted down, wiping the cigarette ash at the major's feet with his sleeve bit by bit.

The major took a sip, smiled coldly, and continued: "Next ......"

After a few moments, the boy got up weakly, hunched up, his sleeves covered with soot, and the Major's eyes were as cold as if he were looking at an ant.

After a long time, the last star slave received the nutrient solution, and the major glanced back at the star slave who was squatting on the ground like a cow or sheep: "Go back to your dormant pod, replace the slaves in the first area in a month, and go to the next anthill." ”

With that, the Major strode away like a meteor.

The silver mecha was still watching everyone, and the lightning flickered.

Everyone was provided with at least an inferior nutrient solution to sustain the rest of the labor.

Because those who did not complete the annual share died.

But no one was happy about it.

The boy got up, casually walked past 9001 and 9427, and after pausing for a few breaths where he had just brushed the floor, he entered the warship under the escort of the silver mecha.

The major hummed a small song and danced the aristocratic Yuan song, swallowing clouds and spitting fog all the way.

'Drip ......'

After the magnetic field was taken, the hatch opened, and the Major stepped into his room.

The room is not big, concise and clear, completely according to the sergeant's standard, one bed, one table, one copy.

He would spend the next six months in this room until the next Major awoke from his slumber and took over his duties.

The Major shook his body slightly, and saw the 'full-density blockade suit' that had been attached to his body float out, like a human skin hanging on the edge of the bed.

The Major threw himself on the bed, his eyes half-squinted pleasantly, remembering the past in the depths of the starry sky: the central star field, remembering his father, until his consciousness gradually blurred......

I don't know how long it took, and the sleeping major had nightmares one after another.

In the dream, he was chased by a lone wolf hidden in the darkness, and the lone wolf kept wandering, and the green eyes were coldly watching the throat, chest, and abdomen of the major.

Then, like the scythe of death, the wolf's kiss gently slashed through the Major.

"Ahh

The major, who was covered in cold sweat, suddenly woke up and subconsciously looked at the hatch.

The hatch is closed, and the green safety state is always on, cold and safe.

The young principal took a breath and picked up a glass of water on the table, the rim of the cup was printed on his mouth, and suddenly a blurred black shadow was lying beside him out of the corner of his eye!

"Who! Uh-huh......"

A burst of boiling heat gushed out of the major's throat, and the major fought to the death, and the thirteenth pair of ribs in his body grew rapidly, like a sharp sword, about to penetrate the young man's fragile body.

But at this moment, a huge force came from the palm of the young man's palm, shattering the major's ribs.

This force was so familiar to him, the result of decades of practice, drop by drop.

The major's gradually dimming pupils slowly moved down, and he saw the 'Force Field Collector' in the palm of the young man's palm, which had been retired from the army and had a mottled surface.

The unstable signal is gathered into a few words on the screen of the collector - the power field is 10,000, and the strength is three-dimensional.

The boy covered the squirming mouth of the Major, and there was only a skin face left, and at this time, in the dim light, cast a shadow, like a ghost.

The young man was light in the major's ear, as if he was a kind explanation to his best friend: "It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." But I'm a villain. ”

The Major's pupils gradually lost focus, and until he died, he didn't know how the boy had dodged the silver mecha, how he had stepped into his room, and ...... Killed himself who had reached three dimensions.

However, none of this mattered, and as the last bit of pain came, the Major's eyes were picked out by the boy.

On the eyeball, a pupil membrane is still the same.