interstellar fairy tale

"My name is Poligne, and I am the captain of the Merchant Ship Dosha. Nice to meet you, sir."

Poligne is a man in his fifties, with a strong body as solid as a tree stump and a bushy beard.The whole person looked unkempt, and that face was not really handsome. It was hard to make people think that he was a reliable captain.In fact, Poligne is indeed not a good guy.He was born on planet γ, and he is an independent businessman in name, but he is secretly engaged in people smuggling.You know, not all people are patriots. Those who pursue something different from ideals and reality always think that life will be better if they live on another planet.But there is always a gap between the ideal and the reality, and often the new life will only become a time of regret for them to miss the old days.But none of this has anything to do with Poligné.He just needs to safely send people to the destination planet, and get paid according to the agreed amount in advance.These risky businesses made Poligne a lot of money. In fact, many gamma merchant ships would do this, just by the way or professionally.

For Polligne, no, perhaps for most independent businessmen from planet γ, as long as they have money, there is nothing they cannot do.They also despise the guys who stay on the home planet and rely on taxes to live, but they don't know that what they have done is really not much better.

However, this time Poligne's guests were a little special.Dark brown eyes looked at the tall man who walked into the hatch. The man was wearing a black suit, handsome face, fair complexion, well-groomed black hair, black eyes behind silver-rimmed glasses, exuding sharp of light.

"God, don't play tricks on me!"

Although Poligne doesn't like politics, he can recognize that the young man in front of him is the youngest president in the history of the Seth Republic!The president of a country asked him to do business with a smuggling smuggler?What an interstellar joke!

Poligne's expression was unpredictable, and he even began to think about whether he should pull out the laser gun in the holster.But Liu Xi was not shaken by Poligne's attitude at all.He took the black suitcase from Kent, pressed the button, and the lid popped open, and a stack of neatly stacked universal coins appeared in front of Poligne.

Unlike Mars Coin and Seth Coin, Universal Coin is issued by Planet γ and can be circulated throughout the Muse Galaxy.It is approved for use even on colonized planets.

Poligne swallowed involuntarily, staring at the box in Liu Xi's hand with glowing eyes, to be precise, at the universal coins in the box.

"grown ups……"

"Captain, I just need you to safely send me to Hercules, the capital of Mars. These are all yours."

In the end, the temptation of money overcame the remaining worries, and Poligne made a contract with Liu Xi without hesitation.

"My lord, tomorrow is a good day, and the crew of the Dosa will serve you wholeheartedly."

Poligne grabbed the hat whose original color could no longer be seen, and saluted nondescriptly.Liu Xi didn't even frown, as if he didn't care about Poligne's politeness that made people laugh.

"Well, Captain Polligne, your sincere help will bring you far more benefits than the money, I promise."

Liu Xi smiled gently, as if he was discussing the weather with a famous lady and gentleman at a state banquet. Only Kent knew that after this trip, there would be no good end for Poignet and his Dosha.At least, the president of a country smuggled to Hercules, the capital of Mars, with the help of smugglers. Once it spreads, it will be a terrible scandal.It is likely to end Liu Xi's political career early.This is impossible for Liu Xi to accept.

Walking out of the cabin, Liu Xi sat in the black land car and rolled down the window. The seventh planet where the Seth Republic is located is completely opposite to the season of the fourth planet where the Mars military regime is located.Mars should be in the mood of spring now, right?Seth was just beginning to go into winter.

Hercules, capital of Mars - Madoff Military Academy

It has been raining for three days in a row.

Shang Ping was lazily sitting by the window of the library, with a book of earth history textual research and after-class notes arranged by Professor Trinide spread out in front of him.Looking at the rain that kept hitting the glass, Shang Ping turned the light pen in his hand in a trance, unable to concentrate at all.

It was supposed to be a quiet room, but a group of students gathered in a corner near the bookshelf, discussing something with each other.At the beginning, these people could still control the volume. Maybe the conversation didn't go smoothly. Gradually, the discussion turned into a quarrel, which had begun to attract the attention of the librarians, but they still didn't notice it.

The voice was noisy, and Shang Ping frowned a little irritably. It was really not a pleasant thing to be forced to listen to these guys impassionedly talking about some less exciting topics that were obviously just empty talk.Don't they understand that even if they reduce the Sixth Fleet and Eighth Fleet to nothing here, what good will it do them?Even if they can flood the entire capital with saliva, it still cannot change the status quo of the government's suppression of militant sentiment.

"If you want me to say, what kind of space fleet is unreliable at all!"

"that is!"

"The government is also not doing anything! After experiencing this defeat, they don't want to avenge their shame as soon as possible and drive away the alien invaders!"

"If you want me to say, the two colonels who lost the battle should really be ashamed to hide in the sewer! They are a disgrace to Mars!"

……

The unscrupulousness of these people finally aroused dissatisfaction, and the librarian stepped forward to severely stop their conversation.

Shang Ping looked at those people who were still blushing unwillingly, arguing with the administrator excitedly, with a gloomy expression, closed the earth history textual research in front of him, picked up his notes, stood up, and walked over to those people in a few steps. Standing still in front of him, looking at the epaulets of these students, they were students one or two years younger than him, and each of them had an eagle-shaped coin on their cuffs.This is not the logo on the uniform of the Madoff Military Academy, it should be the emblem of some organization.

Eagle shape... an eagle?

That organization that gathers a group of simple-minded, underdeveloped limbs and only passionate people?

Shang Ping raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but think of the unpleasant remarks he heard in the restaurant before, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up, very good.

"Everyone," Shang Ping said suddenly, his voice didn't rise, but he managed to attract everyone's attention, "I just want to ask you a question."

"what?"

"If there is no Mars space fleet, can you still talk here?"

"you!"

"It is true that the Sixth Fleet and the Eighth Fleet lost the battle, but are you really talking here because you understand the situation at the time? Or are you just grandstanding? Or, if it is you, you can make mistakes in the future The enemy repulsed easily? Big words will not help you win the battle. Of course, the premise is that your blindness and passion can make you graduate from the Madoff Military Academy. But in my opinion, it is really difficult, maybe the laser shovel It is more suitable for you. Because you are not like military cadets who aim to board space battleships, but more like a group of naive politicians without brains! This is the advice given to you by your seniors, so you don’t need to thank me too much.”

After Shang Ping finished speaking, he turned and left the library.Putting the yelling and cursing behind him, looking at the instructor passing by, apparently the other party also heard the yelling from the library, Shang Ping raised the corner of his mouth, just now he just said, now it seems, Those guys might really be ready to go with laser shovels.

Perhaps it was the seemingly endless rain that made him irritable, or the memory of his previous life confused Shang Ping, making Shang Ping unable to have a complete sense of belonging to Mars.As for the Golden Fleet, Shang Ping still can't make a posture that the opponent is the invader, and he will fight to the death with that fleet.

Yes, for those of the Muse system now, the Golden Fleet is likely - or is already playing the role of an invader.But, have they ever thought that the history of human beings in the Muse galaxy is only more than 1000 years. Before that, the blue planet was the mother of mankind. For the Muse galaxy, they, the descendants of humans from the earth, is the real aggressor.Are those colonized planets that have been developed, and the people on them, also cursing the Mars fleet?

Feeling that his thoughts were outrageous, Shang Ping shook his head and chuckled.

"Forget it, what do I want to do with these? Things are far from that bad, are they?"

Yes, Uncle Edgar...

Austin stood behind Shang Ping, and he saw what happened in the library just now.After making an appointment for dinner with Shangping, Austin was a little late to ask the professor a certain question, so he rushed to the door of the library and saw the scene just now.

It turned out that Shang Ping didn't care as he showed, he just didn't want to say it, and he didn't really want to express it.

The boy's white hands rested on Shang Ping's shoulders, and then he pulled the black-haired boy in front of him into his arms with all his strength.Surrounded by a familiar aura, Shang Ping leaned against Austin's chest, which was neither wide nor thick, feeling the heat from the skin-to-skin contact, and unexpectedly did not want to break free.Maybe it's the rain being blown on the face by the wind, it's a bit cold, or maybe it's something else.It's just the warmth of this moment that makes Shang Ping inexplicably nostalgic.

"Austin..."

"kindness?"

"Thank you."

After saying that, Shang Ping closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and leaned against Austin's chest. The notebook in his hand fell to the ground, and the metal corner of the notebook hit the marble floor, making a soft sound.

Not far away, John looked at the scene in front of him with a complicated expression. Although he knew that Austin was pursuing his best friend, he always thought that Shang Ping would not be tempted. However, now it seems that this matter is not as good as he imagined. in that way.

This damn woman's face!

The rain in Hercules is still falling, and the merchant ship Dosha has left the Republic of Seth, carrying Liu Xi, the President of the Republic of Seth, and Kent, the confidential secretary, and flew into the vast universe with firm determination.

Not long after Liu Xi left, Marshal Helu of the Military Department of the Seth Republic got the news. Looking at the light and shadow message left by Liu Xi, Marshal Helu thumped the table with a headache. How could he forget that this seemingly sophisticated president , in fact, only 24 years old!The young man's impulse is still deeply buried in his body, and at a certain moment, it will still burst out.