Star Hunting Guide

The battle was in full swing, but the holy light of the god of luck shone on Russell all the time. He arrived at the dock very smoothly on the suspension vehicle, and saw his small spaceship parked on the track from a distance. At least it looked unscathed on the outside. Which unlucky big spaceship has been burned into a ball of metal lumps.

A person on earth, without any self-interested motives, travels thousands of miles to an alien planet, and regards the cause of the alien people as his own. What kind of spirit is this?What kind of luck is this?

This is gorgeous shit luck...

Russell trotted all the way to approach the spaceship, opened the hatch with the remote control in the biological coat, and was about to go in when he suddenly froze.

Looking back, there was a tall figure standing less than five meters away from him. According to visual estimation, the height was about 130 to [-] meters, the weight was about [-] kilograms, and the measurements...unknown.

If there is no mistake, he should be an adult male (nonsense, the females here are all six-meter-long worms, a blind person can see whether it is good or not).

Russell's carbon-based CPU is spinning rapidly, and there are only four types of people on the planet Ejita, one is the bad guy, that is, Quimby's people; the other is the slave, that is, himself (ah bah!); One is the big money buyer.

This guy was obviously not from Quimby, or he would have run away, and he probably didn't look like a slave, because he looked aggressive, and he didn't wear a uniform, so he wasn't a soldier.

Bingo~ He is a rich man.

Russell looked around, most of the spaceships in the dock were destroyed by the imperial army, a few were scarred, only his own was blocked by two large spaceships because of its small size and survived.

So Russell made a wise decision.

"Hey, do you want a ride?"

"..."

"One hundred gold coins, to the nearest space station." Russell pointed out a finger, "It sounds a bit expensive, but you can see that now only my ship can fly."

"make a deal."

With a deep magnetic male voice and a very dignified appearance, Russell guessed as he boarded the boat that he might be a civil servant or something, and only officials have such aura. It seems that the imperial government is not as clean as they boasted, and officials also came out Participate in an illegal auction, tsk!Public service advertisements are cheating.

The cabin was very small, and it was strangely cramped for two people, mainly because the passengers were too tall, half a head taller than Russell who was wearing a biological coat.

But this is a shiny hundred gold coins. Russell drooled and started the engine. It seems that the boat has no damage and the horsepower is strong.

The spaceship is gradually taking off, and the atmosphere is a bit dull. Russell usually works alone as lonely as snow. When he meets a companion, he can't bear to be silent, so he starts chattering: "My name is Russell, and I'm a free hunter. Do you want my business card? I'm a Veteran, you can discuss with me if there is anything you can’t do, such as sneaking pets, finding lost property, catching mistresses, I am very experienced.”

The passenger raised his arm, motioning for Russell to connect with his memo, and with a flash of electricity, Russell's electronic business card was passed over.

So Russell felt that this person was very easy-going, and patted him on the shoulder affectionately: "If you have business, please introduce it to me, buddy."

The passenger's body froze for a moment, Russell immediately withdrew his hand, and his sixth sense told him that if he continued to take pictures, this buddy was going to be deformed, a very sensitive alien.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Russell blew a whistle, and then asked: "Then what's your name?"

No one answered, just when Russell thought he was asleep, the deep male voice sounded again: "Sort."

Sauter discovered Russell's whereabouts when he entered the control room. At that time, the poor Gaia star was changing clothes. The naked human was really weak, limp and miserable, and Sauter's hair exploded at a glance. Got up, why would someone like such a small and soft creature, shivering. (Refer to how humans feel when they see an arthropod like a caterpillar.)

Fortunately, he quickly put on the biological coat. This thing is obviously customized according to the shape of his real body. Although it doesn't look so comfortable, it is more pleasing to the eye than a human body. At least in terms of size, it is not so scary. .

So Sauter resisted the urge to blow his hair and followed him on another hover vehicle. Unexpectedly, this guy was so lucky that the not-so-good spaceship was intact. When he went up together, Sauter didn't know that the string was wrong, so he just followed in.

Also lost a hundred gold coins.

Russell talked a lot, and Sauter felt his mouth dry for him, but it was strange to say that the feeling of hair standing on end disappeared miraculously during the process of his chattering, on the contrary he felt quite comfortable, his crappy creature The coat also looks a little artistic.

So Sauter thought, after all, it is a creature from an alien system, and it still needs a period of time to adapt to the aesthetics.

The flight lasted about 10 minutes. Sauter found that he had been flying level and there was no sign of rising. Didn't he say he was going to the space station? Why was he still circling over Ejita?

"When will you go into space?"

"Uh...I have to find an energy station." Russell pointed to an indicator light on the console, "The energy gauge shows that the engine power is insufficient."

"Is there an energy station here?" Sauter was surprised. He thought that human trafficking was the only tax-evading business on Planet Ejita. He didn't expect that Quimby would also bring in other side businesses. Damn it!

"I checked the navigation map before I came here, and it shows that there is an energy station near the equator." Russell gossiped, "Let me tell you, this place has not been incorporated into the imperial government yet, it is tax-free, and energy is very cheap."

Sauter gritted his teeth.

"This boat should be powered up the day before yesterday. I have been holding out and not adding it, just to get enough of it for a cheap price." Russell was proud.

Sauter beat his chest. The energy industry is the main driver of the empire's GDP, levying a first-level tax in the Delta galaxy!

You can’t be too persistent, you will be depressed, Sauter enlightened himself, diverted his attention, pointed to a flickering screen and asked: "What is this? It keeps reporting errors."

"Miss engine alarm, ignore it, it's been on for a month."

Sauter: ==

Russell: "Don't worry buddy, we'll be at the energy station in 10 minutes, maybe we can find a duty-free repair station to fix it."

I have seen someone who likes to pick up cheap things, but I have never seen someone who likes to pick up cheap things so much, Sauter was speechless.

At this time, the day of Ejita had passed, and night fell. The spaceship approached the equator, and the rainforest became denser and denser.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since he came out to relax. Soter sighed inwardly. As a head of state and a soldier, he rarely has such artistic emotions.

Maybe it's because of the Gaia star, his lines look so soft, people can't help feeling poetic, Sauter thought.

However, the poetic and picturesque feeling was very short-lived. Before Sauter had time to savor it carefully, he felt the chair under his buttocks shake violently.

"?" Sauter looked at Russell, who also looked blank.

Then it bumped again.

"?"

This time Russell found the signal: "Auxiliary engine stalled."

"What?" Sauter was surprised, "The energy is gone?"

"No, probably the auxiliary engine is out of order." Russell said with a sad face, "I knew there was a problem with it, and it has been reported for a month."

Sauter black line, if you don’t repair it for a month, are all human beings so lazy?

"I always thought it was because the indicator screen was broken and it kept flashing." Russell babbled while making an emergency landing.

Sauter twitched his mouth and said sarcastically, "Next time, you should install an alarm on the spaceship to detect the failure of the engine failure alarm."

Russell also twitched his mouth: "Brother, you are so humorous."

Sauter: ==

The spaceship made an emergency landing in a clearing deep in the rain forest. Russell turned off all the engines and lay down on the console with a troubled face, not knowing whether he was thinking or hurting.

Solving the traffic problem couldn't be easier for Sauter. He turned on the miniature communicator on his collar, but turned it off decisively after looking at Russell beside him.

This frail Gaia star reminded him of a childhood game called "Jungle Warfare". Simply put, it is to domesticate a smart pet, such as a baboon dog, and then put it in the same room as other people's pets. In a space, the space is full of artificially set obstacles and tools, and the pet who comes out first will win.

Carton never beat him.

At this moment, Sauter suddenly had a childlike innocence, his pet became a Gaia star, and he could watch the battle at a close distance. How interesting, besides, if he is to be hired to find a destined partner, an early test is also necessary.

So Sauter asked Russell solemnly: "What shall we do now?"

A hundred gold coins shone in front of his eyes, and Russell looked at Sauter's expectant and trusting gaze, and the blood tank was full instantly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take you out." You incompetent rich man.

"How far are we from the energy station?" Sauter asked.

"5 minutes flight."

That's not far away, only 5 minutes, Sauter touched his chin, but... without an engine, this little spaceship can't fly for a second.Glancing at Russell, the latter's always off-line face showed a resolute expression for the first time: "I have to find the energy station and see if I can find a towing boat to tow my boat to the repair station."

Sauter was shocked. The Gaia star really opened his eyes. It was a 2B decision to make this decision. It would take at least forty hours to walk for a 5-minute flight. Can his slender body really carry such a difficult journey? ?Even with the support of a biological coat, it takes a lot of courage.

Looking at the dark night outside the porthole, the huge trees swaying in the strong wind, and the unknown low-level carbon-based beasts in the dark depths, the corners of Sauter's mouth curled up: "Okay, I'll go with you."