"Distinguished passengers, you have arrived on the beautiful planet."

As if a reminder sounded in his head, and the beautiful music that followed, Juan left the Soyuz spacecraft and stepped onto the tarmac of the Beautiful Planet Space Center.

Through the transparent mask of the positive pressure ventilator, Juan saw a sparse grassland reaching to the sky beyond the wide, flat tarmac.

At the edge of the steppe, mountains loom over the horizon.

With the help of a chip implanted in his brain, Juan's vision of the official travel brochure of the beautiful planet emerged.

"The air pressure and oxygen content of this planet are similar to those of Earth, and the air is fresh and pleasant."

So, Juan opened the ventilator's transparent mask and took a deep breath.

Perhaps it was the heat carried by the nuclear-powered spacecraft when it landed produced a large amount of irritating gases.

Juan's nasal cavity was sour, and his tears flowed uncontrollably, and at the same time, he coughed violently.

"Hahahaha, this isn't a good place to take a deep breath, Juan, I'll take you to the terminal."

The man who came to Juan to speak was the navigator of the Soyuz spacecraft, Berner.

He is a friend that Juan met while sailing in a spaceship.

"Thanks, ahem."

Juan, with tears in his eyes, entered the spacious terminal hall with the help of Berner.

The fresh air system in the hall made Juan feel a lot better.

"Come, let's go get something to drink, it'll make your throat completely uncomfortable."

Under Berner's persuasion and leadership, Juan came to the mall in the terminal.

The mall's salesperson made Juan's eyes light up.

It was an elf.

Slender ears, soft blonde hair that reaches the psoas muscles, fair skin, and delicate facial features.

The most eye-catching thing is the two big balls on her chest that almost burst the white shirt.

Juan couldn't help but blurt out: "Didn't you say that elves are all airports?" ”

Could it be that the elves of the beautiful planet are not the same as officially advertised?

Just as Juan's perception of the beautiful planet was rapidly rising, Bernard leaned into Juan's ear and whispered:

"She's there to cater to human aesthetics."

"Fake?"

"But it's pretty, isn't it?"

Juan, who had not been very interested in unnatural things since he was a child, turned his attention to the store.

The guns that took up most of the shop caught Juan's attention.

Wow, AK-47, M1 "Garand" rifle...... These are all classic guns from thousands of years ago!

But is it legal to sell these things in stores?

Perhaps seeing through Hu Anxin's doubts, Lilith, an elf salesman with two big balls, came over with a professional smile and explained:

"Our shop is a member of the Human Alliance Rifle Association, and we have a legal license to sell these ancient crafts."

"Crafts? So they can't really shoot bullets, can they? ”

"No, they can."

Lilith bent down and pulled out various models of bullets from the counter.

As she bent over, two large balls on her chest stretched a slit in her shirt, revealing the fair skin inside.

And her black one-step skirt, which can cover the base of her thighs, also exposes her rounded hip curves.

This made Juan's eyes very useful.

Berner on the side whistled mischievously.

And Elf Lilith didn't seem to care.

With a professional smile, she diligently introduced the guns and bullets.

"Sir, you can test your gun on the tarmac outside, in an open area."

But the bad experience on the tarmac made Juan not want to try this advice.

He pointed to the energy weapon on Bernard's waist and asked:

"I'm not very interested in outdated gunpowder weapons, is there such an energy weapon for sale?"

"No, no, all modern weapons are forbidden, and we only allow the sale of classical gunpowder weapons here.

"Why don't you try this Gatling gun, it's made from modern materials.

"As a result, the performance of this machine gun is much better than that of the prototype of a thousand years ago, and its barrel does not heat up no matter how long you fire it continuously."

Juan didn't think his slender arms could support the recoil of the machine gun.

After a few more hard glances at the elf Lilith's beautiful face and graceful figure, Juan left the mall with a bottle of mineral water.

"I suggest you go to the service center and hire a servant who can help you move all your luggage from the ship to your place of residence."

Following his friend's advice, Juan walked to the service center on the other side of the departure hall and left Berner, who had successfully accosted Lilith, behind.

The one who received Juan at the service center was also an elf.

His delicate face seemed to bear some resemblance to Lilith, except that his boobs were not as large.

Juan couldn't tell whether the elf was male or female, and could only tell from his attire that he was a male elf.

"Hello, I need a servant."

"Dear Sir, I cordially recommend you: Two-Headed Demon 13.

"Although his appearance does not quite conform to human aesthetics, he has a lot of strength and is an excellent laborer.

"And his deposit is very cheap, only 50 league coins."

Juan looked at the servant who didn't even have a name, only a number.

It was a two-headed demon with a very strong build.

Juan frowned, he felt that with his thin body, he should not be able to withstand the blow of this two-headed demon.

Perhaps seeing Juan's doubts, the elf explained, "Sir, rest assured that all my servants here are highly trained.

"They are obedient and faithful, and they can even sacrifice their lives for their masters."

Juan frowned, not knowing whether to believe the elf's words or not.

"Don't worry, I can vouch for it."

With this voice, all the servants in the service center, including the elves in charge, fell to the ground as if they were prostrating themselves to the king.

Juan turned to look, and he saw a middle-aged white man in uniform.

The nameplate on the man's chest reads: The head of the Beautiful Planet Exploration Station, Soma.

Stationmaster Soma greeted Juan warmly: "Hello, young man, are you here for tourism, or are you preparing to immigrate here?" ”

"I have the idea of immigration, and I am on the expedition to various frontier planets."

"Then this is the most suitable place for you, believe me, in the entire Human Alliance Star Chart, there is no more suitable for immigrants than here.

"There's a lot of unowned land here, and there's plenty of humanoids to drive you to, and you can live like a king here.

"Of course, for the sake of safety, I'm not saying it's unsafe here, in fact the planet is very safe, but there are always some beasts that don't open their eyes, so I suggest you go buy a gun first."

Stationmaster Soma came to Juan's ear and said with a mysterious smile peculiar to adults, "Everything in the mall is available for purchase, everything." ”

After the enthusiastic stationmaster Soma left, Juan hired the Two-Headed Demon 13 for 50 League Coins.

He put on a ventilator and led 13 out of the terminal and towards the ship on the tarmac to pick up his luggage.

However, just as Juan was halfway there, a float motorcycle sped up from outside the tarmac.

The speed of the motorcycle has long exceeded the prescribed speed limit.

Obviously, the driver must have turned off the autopilot and switched to manual operation.

Juan watched in amazement as the float turned around and rushed towards him.

The driver of the motorcycle was tilting his head back with a bottle of vodka and did not look ahead at all.

Two-Headed Demon 13 pushed Juan away with all his might, but it itself was hit by a flying airmobile that was close to the ground.

With a bang, the driver of the air-to-air motorcycle, who did not buckle the safety rope, flew out of the seat of the car and fell heavily on the tarmac.

The brutal impact made the guy's body twist into a weird angle like a rag doll.

He lay there motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The Two-Headed Demon 13, which received a frontal impact, was also seriously injured and collapsed on the tarmac.

It's just that its chest rises and falls slightly, showing that this creature with strong vitality did not die on the spot.

Airport security guards came in ambulances with horns.

And in the air, a black iron triangle appeared silently.

It was an anti-gravity unmanned aerial vehicle, the standard equipment of the army, nicknamed "Ghost".

Juan was ushered into the interrogation room by airport security, and Slave 13 was rudely thrown on the floor of the interrogation room.

Through the transparent walls of the interrogation room, Juan saw that the perpetrator, a white man, had been placed in a rescue pod filled with life-sustaining fluid.

With the Human Alliance's medical technology, Juan is confident that the guy will return to normal.

Then, the stationmaster Soma, who pushed the door in, and the security captain, who kept roaring beside the stationmaster, attracted Juan's attention.

The security captain was a white man in a cowboy hat.

"That's my people, my people, my people can't be attacked like this."

"That's enough, Jack, no one is to blame for this."

Stationmaster Soma nodded politely to Juan, then turned on the holographic projector.

Juan was stunned to see that the data stored in his brain chip, what he saw and heard at the time of the accident, was released by the projector.

Juan understands that according to the law of the Union, in the event of a state of emergency, ZF has the right to call up the information in the brain chip of citizens.

But according to the legal process, they should first obtain the consent of the person being called.

And Juan was sure that no one had asked for his consent.

That's how the information in his brain chip was called up.

"But it's nothing," Juan comforted himself, "after all, for the sake of explanation, I'm sure I'll agree." ”

"So the Beautiful Planet Pioneer Station is just missing an inconsequential process."

This image in Juan's mind explains the cause and effect of the accident very clearly.

Security Captain Jack could only stop complaining.

He gave Juan a meaningful look, then reached for the high-powered pistol Desert Eagle, which hung in a holster around his waist.

There are absolutely no such backward gunpowder weapons in the army's standard equipment, obviously, this is Jack's personal hobby.

"Jack, Juan is our honored guest."

Under the stern gaze of Stationmaster Soma, Jack pulled out the Desert Eagle anyway.

"Click, click."

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed through the interrogation room, and the two heads of Two-Headed Demon 13 were exploded like bursting watermelons.

As Security Captain Jack turned to leave, a hint appeared in Juan's field of vision.

"You have a transfer from Jack, 100 Union Coins."

Stationmaster Soma gently patted Juan on the shoulder and said, "Take it, it's over." ”

After leaving the interrogation room, Juan received a message from his friend Bernard.

"I'm in the restaurant, I'm here to eat, I'm in for a treat."

Juan made his way to the dining room on the second floor of the terminal and saw Berner in the midst of a group of halfling attendants.

He walked over and saw that Berner had already ordered a very hearty table.

Juan was a little reluctant to go, how could he let his friends break the bank?

Thinking so, he summoned the halfling attendant on the side and asked, "How much is this table?" ”

"200 Union Coins, sir."

"Let's AA." Juan said, sending a transfer to Berner through the brain chip, 100 alliance coins.

But his transfer was returned.

"What's polite to me with this little money?"

The enthusiastic Berner beckoned Juan to eat and drink.

The food and wine soothed Juan's tense nerves.

But at this time, he saw Jack, the captain of the security guard, walking into the restaurant with the elf Lilith in his arms.

Served by halfling attendants, they sat on the landscape seats against the glass curtain wall.

Jack picked up the menu and ordered, and Elf Lilith's gaze casually cast through the glass curtain wall to the savanna in the distance.

Juan, who was paying attention to the elf Lilith, also turned his gaze into the distance.

Then Juan saw that there seemed to be something unusual on the savanna.

Juan adjusts the visual distance through a brain chip.

He saw that it was a group of elves riding clouded leopards, with all kinds of muskets in their hands, rushing towards the airport.

"Bring me this set for two."

Captain Jack, the captain of the security guard, commanded the halfling attendants in a somewhat contrived and elegant tone, seemingly oblivious to the strangeness outside the airport.

The elves riding clouded leopards were fast.

Under Juan's astonished gaze, they approached the airport, some of them in a hurry, pulling the trigger.

Bullets slammed into the curtain wall made of bulletproof glass, like raindrops, leaving no traces.

"What kind of wine?"

Security Captain Jack calmly asked Lilith, the elf sitting across from him, as if the crackling sound coming from the curtain wall was really just raindrops.

And the elf Lilith's face was very pale.

As the "ghost" crept into the air, Lilith slowly slipped off her seat.

She fell to her knees and prostrated in front of Jack, the security captain.

"Please, let them go, they're just a bunch of kids, a bunch of ignorant kids, give them a chance, I promise they won't, never again......"

Lilith pleaded bitterly, kissing Jack's boots.

Juan looked at Lilith, completely unaware of what she was up to.

Suddenly, as if lightning streaked across the sky, the room lit up.

Juan looked out of the curtain wall again.

No elves, no clouded leopards.

Only the distant mountains of the horizon twisted in the slightly reddened heat of the savanna.

Elf Lilith collapsed to the ground, her face covered in tears.

"They're just a bunch of ignorant kids......"

Security Captain Jack leaned down and stroked Lilith's soft blonde hair like a cat.

Then he pulled out the Desert Eagle and pressed it against the back of Lilith's head.

"Boom."