Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The bionic light source illuminates the corridor of the starship, and the metal structure reflects the cold light.

A few men in uniform stood at the door of the rest cabin and peeked in. The half-open cabin door was dark, and one could vaguely hear the sound of breathing coming from inside. They turned and walked forward along the corridor. Walking and chatting unscrupulously.

"How many people are needed at the slave farm this time?"

One of them turned on the electronic light screen on his wrist and replied:

"A total of 3000 people are needed, and our ship's target is [-]."

The other person nodded: "Okay, by the way, pick another fifty good-looking skeletons and send them to the War Comfort Department. They just placed an order."

The crew member who was looking down at the electronic screen suddenly paused. He frowned in confusion, reached out and touched the screen twice.

"what happened?"

One noticed something was wrong and stopped to ask.

He pointed hesitantly at the light spot on the screen: "Here, there is a bracelet indicating that the vital signs are absent."

The other person shrugged and said indifferently: "It's probably malfunctioning again. These bracelets have already been eliminated and resold a few times. It's normal. You can use the administrator password to reset it."

The crew entered a code, but to no avail.

He cursed in a low voice, and scratched his hair a little irritably.

It seems that it can only be restarted from the hardware now.

Gleeful laughter broke out among his companions: "Let's go and drink, let him go to the cargo hold and stay with the cargo alone, hahahahahaha!"

The crew member made a rude gesture at them, cursing in his heart the garbage bracelet that prolongs his working hours, and turned around resentfully and got into the dark cargo hold.

The cargo hold is crowded and stuffy. Although the residents of Garbage Star have washed their bodies briefly, the stench that has soaked them for decades is not easy to dissipate. It is suffocating in the cramped full cabin.

The crew held their breath with disgust on their faces as they struggled through the cramped bunks.

He finally reached the location displayed on the bracelet, so he looked down at the bed with the help of the blue light from the electronic screen.

The next second, the crew froze.

The narrow bed was empty, the white sheets were flat and wrinkle-free, and there was no trace of someone lying there, and the uniformly distributed metal bracelet was placed upright on the pillow, silently in the dark. Quietly shimmering.

A hoarse and deep voice came from the back of his head, softly whispering close to his ears, like the whispers of a lover on his pillow, but like a ghost in the dark cabin:

"Are you looking for me?"

The crew member was terrified, but before he could turn his head, he felt a pair of cold hands climb up his neck, choking his carotid artery precisely and fiercely.

In the second before passing out, he saw the face of his attacker.

The half-grown boy was skinny and skinny, with protruding cheekbones and a pale blue color of malnutrition. He was not much different from other people on Garbage Star, but a pair of eyes in the eye sockets were shining in the darkness. A treacherous cold light flickered.

As if a beast sleeping in the abyss slowly opened its bloody mouth, it pulled out an evil and crazy smile at its prey.

Immediately afterwards, the cabin returned to silence.

Gexiu watched the crew member who was twice as strong as himself fall headfirst on the empty bed, the suppressed excitement in his eyes was still gleaming in the darkness.

He moved his somewhat stiff wrist, then bent down, skillfully began to search for useful things on the man.

ID card, smart brain, three or four doses of narcotics, two doses of adrenaline, half a pack of tobacco substitutes, and a piece of candy.

Gexiu carefully looked at the little candy lying in his palm. It was wrapped in aluminum foil and printed with a few small characters: "Department of Supplies Distributes Uniformly".

He groped to peel off the candy wrapper, and tentatively sniffed the candy ball.

Sweet.

Ge Xiu carefully licked the surface of the candy ball, his eyes lighted up slightly, and then he almost couldn't wait to stuff the whole candy into his mouth.

The monotonous and strong taste of industrialized saccharin swept across his taste buds like a sharp sword and quickly captured his senses.

The boy narrowed his eyes lazily like a cat.

Smiling, he tucked the crew's feet into the side of the bed, and then jumped onto the bed lightly. His two thin legs couldn't touch the ground for a while, and could only hang in mid-air, shaking leisurely and happily.

Ge Xiu lowered his head, while concentrating on studying the brain he took out from the crew, while licking the low-quality candy that slowly melted in his mouth.

The light blue electronic screen lit up in the dark cabin, casting a layer of light blue on his face.

A few minutes later, Gexiu finally scanned all the documents at a glance, and raised his head.

He tilted his head thoughtfully, meditated for a while, then jumped off the bed nimbly, slipped to Xiaoyi's bed like a fish, took out adrenaline from his pocket, and injected it from the back of his hand. Injected into it.

Xiaoyi's body arched suddenly, and he opened his eyes in a daze. He took a big breath in panic, but before he could make the slightest sound, Gexiu quickly covered his mouth:

"Shh."

His eyes gleamed in the dark.

After a short period of absent-mindedness, Xiao Yi finally recognized who was lying on top of him. He was both surprised and happy, and nodded slightly, indicating that he would not make a sound.

After Ge Xiu let him go, Xiao Yi lowered his voice and asked:

"Xiaoqi? Why do you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ge Xiu threw the optical brain with the screen still on in his hand on him, and the flashing blue screen was facing Xiao Yi's face.

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, and was immediately attracted by the above content.

He doesn't know many characters, at most he can only distinguish the characters pasted on different garbage to determine what can be picked up and what should not be near at all.

But that's enough.

In particular, Gexiu also deliberately chose the relatively simple text and showed him more parts of the diagram.

The more Xiaoyi read, the more frightened she became, and at the end she even trembled uncontrollably.

It turns out that the so-called Humanitarian Act of the Alliance was a scam from the very beginning. Those marginal galaxies are densely covered with abandoned planets abandoned by the Alliance. After the ore resources were drained, they became interstellar garbage dumps, but the Alliance was reluctant to give up. The above labor resources, and through this method, every once in a while, the least resources can be used to consume more cheap labor, and it also saves the cost of suppressing riots, and those cheap manpower who are kidnapped will either become hard labor Slaves were either sold at low prices to different powerful families.

But to a certain extent, the alliance did not lie. After the selectors complete the basic service period, the alliance will be responsible for the support after retirement.

...if they survived that long.

It's simply a lucrative business.

Although Xiao Yi's thoughts were confused, he still vaguely understood his situation.A sense of panic like falling into an abyss climbed up instantly, wrapping around his throat.

There were tears in his eyes, trembling, looking at Gexiu in disbelief:

"me……"

He wanted to apologize, saying that he shouldn't have wronged Xiao Qi before, and at the same time he was full of doubts, wanting to know where Xiao Qi got the information, the panic and fear of the future, and the despair of shattered dreams filled his heart, making him The simple brain is chaotic and messy, and it can't say anything for a while.

The thin young man standing by the bed bent down and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.

Gexiu's voice was very low, almost breathless:

"Don't worry, you'll be fine, I have an idea to get us all to leave safely."

The other party's fingers were cold, and his movements were calm and calm, but there was an indescribable sense of ominousness.

Xiao Yi was bold enough to ask tremblingly:

"Xiao, Xiao Qi, you... what are you going to do?"

Although they couldn't see each other's faces clearly in the darkness, the hoarse voice of the other party was heard clearly. The young man's voice was steady, even with a clearly discernible smile, but under the terrifyingly calm voice, It was as if something hysterical was tearing and jumping, screaming with excitement.

It took Xiaoyi a few seconds to realize what shocking words the other party had said——

"Snatch the boat."

In the cockpit, the crew members were talking and laughing unscrupulously.

This ship is a cargo transport ship, and the driving operation can be fully delegated by the brain. In addition, it is performing such low-risk tasks, so there are only eight people in the ship, seven ordinary crew members, and one low-level non-commissioned officer.

The control panel of the starship shows the autopilot mode, and the ship is controlled to travel at a constant speed in the vast and dark universe. Large and small celestial bodies pass by the side of the ship in a peaceful manner.

This time the harvest was quite fruitful, and there was a lot of money to be made from the orders placed above, which made everyone in the boat look a little bit excited and happy.

Even alcohol, which is a high-grade material, was taken out of the warehouse as a reward for this journey.

They talked and laughed loudly in vulgar language while pushing glasses and changing glasses.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the man dressed as a non-commissioned officer frequently looked at the closed hatch, frowning impatiently:

"Why hasn't Leech come back yet? How long will it take to repair a control bracelet?"

The other person poured himself another half a glass of wine, and said teasingly and obscenely: "Maybe he took a fancy to another good-looking product and went to be happy."

For them, these residents in the fringe galaxies are no longer human beings, but goods that can make them a fortune, or some kind of mineral deposits with extremely low development costs. The bodies and appearances of these goods can be exchanged The property that is sold is an item, not of the same kind.

The sergeant frowned even tighter, and spat:

"How many times have I told him that some customers only want clean ones, and the price of the goods he spoils will be deducted from his share."

Before continuing to chat a few words, the cockpit was suddenly illuminated by flashing red warning lights, and the sound of machinery resounded throughout the control cabin:

"Alarm, the fuel tank is leaking! Alarm, the fuel tank is leaking!"

The sergeant stood up, skillfully tapped twice on the electronic screen, and called out the information on the damaged part. He was stunned for a moment, and then cursed angrily:

"Damn it, it's that loophole patched by Leach the day before yesterday. Even the damaged data is the same. This kid is too lazy to work, and now he's running away without a trace..."

He cursed for a while, and then ordered:

"You guys take the tools and go to repair it, you, you go to the cargo hold to find that lazy guy, and catch him no matter who he is on."

Three people went to repair the leak in the fuel tank, one went to the cargo compartment, and there were four people left in the cockpit.

The leak in the fuel tank is indeed not very serious, and it only takes a few minutes to repair it.

The three of them scolded Leach, who was not doing his job well, packed up the toolbox and turned to go outside, but when they got to the door, they found that the hatch behind them was locked tightly at some point, and they hurried Check it out.

Through the isolation glass, it can be seen that the card swiping area outside has been destroyed, and a thin boy in cargo clothes hastily disappeared at the end of the corridor in the distance.

Surprised, they quickly turned on the communicator and reported what they had seen to the non-commissioned officer in the cockpit.

At the same time, the face of the crew member sent to the cargo hold appeared on the electronic screen, and he shouted in a panic: "Leach was knocked unconscious, and two cargoes escaped!"

The sergeant's face darkened, and he ordered: "Get ready to start the emergency procedure."

The emergency program is designed to prevent cargo from escaping, that is, to release a high concentration of anesthetic gas throughout the ship except the cockpit, to ensure that all living things outside the cockpit are in a coma, even if there are crew members unconscious, it does not matter, the cockpit There is a lot of adrenaline in it, which can wake up the crew who are also trapped outside the cabin after ensuring that the cargo is stunned.

He lifted a small glass cover on the control board and pressed the bright red button on it.

In the next second, the sergeant felt dizzy, and his vision began to blur. He realized something, and his expression was horrified: "Why, how is it possible...!"

Before he could finish speaking, the high concentration of anesthetic gas took effect instantly, and the four people in the cockpit fell to the ground one after another.

And the crew member who had just walked out of the cargo hold was in a daze.

He was ready to be stunned, but after so long, why is he still awake?

Before he could figure it out, he felt a merciless blow to the back of his head, and his eyes instantly went black.

I saw the tall and strong crew member's figure flickering, and the whole person fell to the ground, revealing the thin and small boy who was completely covered by his figure just now.

Gosho narrowed his eyes, and he stared at the unconscious body of the crew member, pure excitement and joy shone in his dark eyes.

He casually tossed and caught the screwdriver in his hand, and whistled softly:

"Have a good dream."

Xiaoyi poked his head out from the corridor not far away tremblingly, and walked out cautiously after confirming that there was no danger:

"That... he, did he faint?"

Gosho skipped lightly over the unconscious crew, raised his eyebrows childishly, and pulled out a beautiful and sinful smile:

"Like a dead pig."

Author has something to say: Gosho: My greatest strength is holding grudges :-D