Chapter Forty-Seven: I'm Rubbing, Mutant!
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If it was before, the great god had to consider that the decomposed matter had nowhere to store, until he found out that Rayson could magically get the matter away and take out the perfect level of matter, he was not worried. The more material that is decomposed, the better, but there is one more process of dividing it into eight kilograms, and no matter how much the owner can get rid of.
Besides, if there are more substances, there will be more perfect-level substances, and if Simi can't be used up, isn't the rest all his?
"Wait! Who knows if there are surveillance ships outside the atmosphere. Rayson vetoed the Great God's suggestion.
At present, it is better to wait for the roaming cannon to be fully equipped, and the new power converter is produced. Rayson's eyes flashed, "The Chance is dormant and can't send any signals except for production." ”
"Master, go quietly, you can drag it back!" The great god was reluctant to give up, "Ready-made, how long can so many useful wreckage be found in the interstellar space." It's a waste if you don't drag it back! ”
"Great God! I heard that the previous three ships were shot down by us, others don't know, we can quietly dismantle, take advantage of the opportunity and leave, these ships, it is difficult to say that there was no signal when they crashed, a piece of wreckage disappeared, and they will be found on our heads in the future. Do you understand, people can't lose big because of small things, and they must do things cleanly! ”
Rayson smiled, "Some advantages can't be taken advantage of, I don't believe it, there are star beasts here, and the Interstellar Alliance doesn't check it." Black Mercury soon became uneasy. ”
The Ranger Cannon is produced, followed by the Energy Converter.
Rayson took out the corresponding material from the space every day, eight kilograms at a time, flashing in and out, flashing so much that he was about to vomit. If only I could carry 100 kilograms at a time.
Rayson took a shower, changed into a refreshing clothes, and the voice of the great god sounded on his wrist, "Master, there is a situation, come to the control cabin!" ”
The display shows the video you just received. In the video, a huge spaceship is suspended in the atmosphere, and more than a dozen armed ships with their guns open fly out of the hatch of the spacecraft and disappear from the frame.
"This was twenty-four hours ago. Master, do you want to switch to live image? ”
"Switch!"
The scene changes to an armed ship hovering in front of the camera, picking up pieces of spaceship debris that have been splashed on the planet. In the distance, a spaceship dragged a large piece of spaceship wreckage into the air. The picture is dim, and the details are not very clear.
Rayson looked at it for a moment and said, "Cut off the signal!" Continue to be silent and receive live footage every ten hours. ”
"Yes, master!"
"Let's stop production!" Rayson cautiously added an order.
A few hours later, an armed ship flew low over the garbage on the Chance.
Rayson stayed in the control compartment, analyzing each of the images that came back. There was silence in the cockpit.
When an image showed all the armed ships heading towards the massive ship, he spoke, "God, turn on the camera signal in three hours." ”
"Yes!"
Three hours later, the black atmosphere in the sky slowly bridged together, and the sky was empty.
Rayson breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "The whole ship will be inspected, and we will leave in ten hours!" ”
"Yes! The whole ship of the Chance is inspected! ”
……
"Departure!"
The trilobite-like Chance flew out from under the garbage heap and out of the thick black atmosphere of Black Mercury.
The control cabin suddenly lit up, and Rayson ordered, "Fly in a straight line!" ”
"Yes! The Chance Rim flies in a straight line! ”
On the track map, the Chance Fortune gradually moved away from Black Mercury.
"Correct the route and fly straight to the rocky belt! Turn on the detector! Charge all laser cannons and stay in fighting shape! ”
The great god repeated Rayson's order and issued it.
"The maintenance pod continues to produce energy converters!" Rayson added an order.
It's not bad that the Chance is sailing fast in the stars, maintaining an economic speed of nine times the speed of sound.
Rayson's wrist suddenly sounded, "Transfer from an anonymous account to 36,907 Star Coins!" ”
Rayson looked at his wrist and muttered, "Simi, it must be Simi!" ”
He stood up, "Abandon all the wreckage found and fly straight to the rocky belt!" ”
"Yes, the great god understands!"
"Hope is not an illusion!" Rayson shook his fist hard!
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Rayson is no shortage of Star Coins now, and he can have new plans. But he really didn't think about it, and it was too late, he just wanted to rush to the rocky belt, looking for the traces left by Simi, and the Simi he hoped to see. He really wanted every anonymous transfer to be made by Simi, and only Simi would think of him, a poor, poor master!
If Simi comes back, he Rayson is willing to listen to Simi in everything, and is willing to do things according to Simi's rules, although it is ridiculous, but warm as family.
Rayson always felt that the Chance didn't fly fast enough, but he knew that this was the economic speed of the Chance, and it would be a few more speeds of sound when the afterburner was turned on, but in that case, it would have an impact on the life of the energy converter.
Rayson was silent, except for carrying perfection-level materials out of the storage compartment, most of the time he held a book in his hand, sat on the chair of the ship and read a book, listening to the great god report on the ship and the distance from the rocky belt.
"Tick! The probe report that a mining ship was found ahead, the hull was damaged, and the other party asked for communication! ”
"Tick! The left side of the loaming cannon reports, and the opponent enters the firing range! ”
"Tick! The report on the right side of the wandering cannon has been tentatively locked! ”
Lei Sen raised his head, "Yellow Fish, you come to connect and ask the other party's identity!" Attention of the whole ship, enter the alert state, and stay in place! ”
"Report to the master, the whole ship is in place!" Okami receives all the information about the retention and reports to Rayson.
"Tonglian!"
Huang Yu walked to the control console, his voice was dry, and he stared at the display screen, "Hello, this is the Chance Mass Decomposition and Recovery Ship, I am the ship's deputy Huang Fish, please inform your identity!" ”
"I'm rubbing, mutants! Don't talk nonsense, we are from Xu's Mining, we were attacked by a madman, and the energy machine conversion machine was destroyed, hurry up and come and help! There was an uncomfortable voice from the other side.
Huang Yu glanced at Lei Sen, and saw that Lei Sen did not turn the pages down with his hand, took a deep breath, and swallowed the humiliation into his stomach, "Xu's Mining, please speak politely!" ”
"Haha, you're amusing me! Don't say that you are not us human beings, that is, a thing that picks up rags in the interstellar world, and dares to let me speak politely in our Xu clan, if it weren't for the damage to the power, I would have bombarded it a long time ago, making you scum! ”
The other party's words are more expressive.
Rayson smiled and motioned for the yellow fish to flash aside, and his smiling face appeared on the other party's screen, "Hello, I'm the owner of the Chance, can we help you with anything?" (The novel "Interstellar Recycler" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "ddxiaoshuo" and follow, hurry up! )