Gods: The Swarm

On the way to this uninhabited star field, the advance fleet encountered another round of pirate attacks.

Because the entire fleet was short of energy, Commander Esser chose to fight closer for the sake of economy.

Han Fei, who had completely woken up, watched this uneventful battle and even felt some sympathy for the pirates in his heart.

These guys who came later had a miserable time.

The tattered spaceship, the squeaking engine, the bronze gun barrel found in an unknown garbage dump, the space combat uniform patched with tape and ropes, and the man standing at the hatch ready to jump into a gang, The rusty long knife wielded in his hand.

Compared with the groups of star thieves that Han Fei had encountered before, this could probably only be called interstellar beggars.

When the ecstatic pirates roared and approached the vanguard fleet's spaceship, and hung the shuttle with the traction rope on the battleship's hull, Han Fei seemed to hear their excited shouts.

"It's time for dinner again, brothers!"

Of course, sound cannot be transmitted in a vacuum, and even a true god cannot hear anything.

However, Han Fei was still moved by their stupidity and optimism, and issued instructions through the Shinto network.

"Bring these garbage in front of me, I want to take a closer look at how their brains grow!"

Soon, these guys were bundled into a long string and transported to the main fleet via space shuttle.

On the way to escort, the space shuttle passed through the dense layers of the main fleet. This pirate team finally understood that they had probably bumped into some amazing team.

They began to tremble.

In the chaotic land of Broken Star Sea, these pirates can be found on almost every waterway.

It is difficult for good people to survive here. The laws of the universe have no mercy. Either you have money or you have power.

Of course, if you are rich but fail to convert your money into protective power in time, your end may be even worse than that of a poor person.

After all, in order to survive, many low-level beings only need a small amount of pitiful semi-liquid nutrients to fight to the death for these pirate leaders and slave traders.

The leader of this captured pirate group is Holt, who was once a squad leader of a medium-sized force in the Broken Star Sea.

However, because the leader of the force accidentally offended a certain big shot, the team of tens of thousands disappeared in an instant.

Holt, who had a lucky escape, took three or four broken ships with dozens of his men, and ran from the habitable planet to the mining star zone, and then from the garbage star belt to this interstellar desert, finally getting rid of the group of hound-like bounty hunters. He was hunted down and hid in an extinct volcanic crater on a planet to survive.

But as long as we are still carbon-based organisms, we must supplement the food necessary for survival.

Don't even think about planting on this poor land. As for trading, if you guys put together a few of them, you can't make a complete Kannur.

Cananur is a currency issued by the Cana Alliance, the largest force on the left arm of the Broken Star Sea. Although there are thousands of forces in the left arm of the Broken Star Sea, they all have their own currency systems on their own territory.

But once it comes to cross-power exchanges, apart from hard currencies such as food, fuel, and arms, the only thing everyone can reluctantly accept is Kannur.

When the force that Holt had served for half his life collapsed, all the currency he had accumulated turned into rubbish, and he instantly returned to a state of poverty.

They were so hungry that they couldn't stand it anymore, so they had to start robbing business on the spot.

The area where Holt is hiding is known to the locals as Vederstad, which means withered star ring.

Because it is too barren, there are occasionally some micro-powers wandering around here that cannot live in other places and can only pick up garbage and do coolies here.

Compared with them, although Holt's ship was broken, it still had a slight advantage in speed and firepower.

Every time you look at the right time, you can earn a vote, sell the stolen ores and broken ships to the recycling station, and exchange them for energy and food. You can basically guarantee your survival while continuing to wait for the next unlucky guy.

Of course, Holt is not reckless. He will grab a small fleet when he encounters it, and hide when he encounters a large fleet.

After several years of this, the team became smaller and smaller, the people became thinner and thinner, and it was almost impossible to survive.

Only then did he have to take a desperate risk, and with the last few remnant soldiers, attacked this advance team of wise rats that seemed to be of high standard, but was covered in dust.

Dimi used soul impact to easily ask for the required information, and by the way carefully recorded the detailed information of this star area.

"Great Master, what to do with these guys?"

"Keep it for now. We need a few guys who are familiar with the local situation. You can take care of the rest."

"Your will is my direction!"

Because these guys were not in Han Fei's mental network, Dimi had to personally control the tentacles of the giant beast, insert it from the nasal cavity into the heads of several pirates headed by Holt, and think in the most direct way. Transformation.

If you want to deal with an ordinary being with a weak will at the thinking level, it is easy for Dimi, who has long been addicted to research on will, thinking and soul.

Soon, Holt's empty eyes lit up again.

"We need a place to rest, report to the general, and show him the way."

Holt, who was a little stiff, quickly bent down and answered respectfully: "Yes, sir, I am familiar with most of the environment of the Withered Star Ring. I wonder what you need for the resting place?"

"The place is big enough, with plenty of sunshine, water or ice. Of course, if there are metal mines on the planet or on nearby planets, it would be even better."

With Holt, the local snake, the Smart Mouse Fleet took fewer detours and they soon approached a planet with more than 3 billion square kilometers of land.

This is not an ideal habitat, but there is no ideal habitat in the entire Withered Star Ring.

In contrast, because this planet is very close to the star, it is firmly locked by the star's gravity, so that it has no rotation at all.

On the sunny side of the planet, the star's sunshine is very abundant, while on the shady side, there are a lot of glaciers.

This is the pole of day and night.

After detection and calculation by Smart Mouse engineers, the surface of the planet is distributed with a thick silicate shell, about 400 to 500 kilometers thick, and under the silicate shell, there is a huge iron core.

There are mineral veins, but it is difficult to mine.

All the main conditions proposed by Dimi have been met here. Under the command of Esther, the spaceship of the wise rat tribe slowly landed on the surface of the planet.

As the first wise rat warrior walked out of the cabin, this tribe of gods who had been wandering for a long time finally felt the long-lost feeling of being down to earth under the blessing of gravity.

"Great Lord, please name our new base planet."

Looking at the detailed information of this planet, Han Fei scratched his head and said lightly: "Since this is the starting point for our new voyage, then let's call it the Sailing Planet!"

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