Transcendental Mechanic: 1,000 400 Zero One, I will pay it back sooner or later
Somewhere in Sea of the Star Spirit, a large-scale starship is slowly sailing through the universe.
In the beautifully decorated captain’s room, Carlozzo lazily leaned on the soft and comfortable captain’s chair, with his legs folded on the table, one arm slanted on the armrest, carrying a bottle of expensive craftsmanship. Liquor was swaying by its inertia, with a thick cigar in his mouth, burning cyan smoke, and a virtual screen suspended in front of him, playing entertainment programs.
Carlozzo has a rough brown skin, like the skin of a lizard, and his facial features look like humans, but his eyes are quite separated and his lower jaw is protruding, similar to a half-orc. In addition, one of his eyes is blind and dark. The lacquer holes were just exposed, like the scars left by the energy gun, adding a fierce aura.
The appearance looks very rough, but his dress is a noble-style dress with exquisite workmanship. It seems to have been ironed carefully, doesn't have many folds, and a noble-style small round hat on his head, covering the sparseness In the messy yellow hair, only a few strands of hair hang down from the seam of the cap, and the contrast is strong.
Most of the population trade is linked to Interstellar black market, but there is an independent ecology, formation's secret trade chain. Because this business is not suitable for seeing the light, so any large-scale demographic sellers seldom act in the name of organization. They usually give themselves a code and make friends with customers in their own name. formation is a trading network linked by the identity of the road. .
And Carlozzo is a big seller with a good reputation in the population of black market, nicknamed "Lord". He has been in the business for many years and has excellent performance. The business even surpassed several star cluster. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a population trading giant of Sea of the Star Spirit .
"gulp......"
Carlozzo took a sip of wine, and the bright red liquor came out of his lips and slid along his jaw. He ignored the subordinate jokes from the cabin outside, and while vomiting fog, he enlarged the virtual screen. Volume, and use gestures to constantly switch channels, scanning the one after another program boredly.
At this moment, an encrypted communication interface popped up on the virtual screen, and a number labeled "Buyer No. 178" was called.
Carlozzo flashed his eyes, paused the show, and answered the communication.
A dark figure with no specific appearance appeared on the screen, and a series of coded numbers were reported. Carlozzo also responded with a series of numbers. After making a few cuts, they confirmed that each other's identity was OK.
After correcting the secret code, buyer No. 178 is straightforward:
"Lord, did you get the item I ordered last time?"
Carlozzo took out a notebook and flipped through it, and said: "Sorry, we haven't got the goods yet."
"How long has it been? It's just a group of silver spirits. Your efficiency was not so slow before. My host is already impatient." Buyer No. 178 was dissatisfied.
Carlozzo shook his head, "The environment is different now. You know, because of the war, the entire universe has been under martial law in the past two or three years. A large number of ethnic groups have taken refuge in the central Star Sea, and our business has dropped sharply. 90 percent, now it’s not as easy to get goods as before."
For a long time, the population of hidden under the deep ocean of the interstellar society, black market, has been very prosperous, but with the outbreak of World Tree War, the industry has plunged into a cold winter.
Generally speaking, war should be able to promote population trade, but the current war has not broken out in the mainland. In order to prepare for the war, the three major civilizations imposed high-pressure control on each star region. A large number of people concentrated on refuge, and the circulation of interstellar citizens dropped sharply. It is tantamount to cutting off the supply of many human traffickers.
Most of the interstellar citizens captured by human traffickers are ordinary interstellar citizens. They are usually lone interstellar travelers, or they kidnap tourists, or buy captives directly from star thief. They rarely attack and cross the road at will. The spacecraft is even less likely to land on civilization's colonial planet to arrest people. They don't have such a armed force.
Due to the control of the three major civilizations, Carlozzo has not opened the "restock" for a long time, and now this business is becoming more and more difficult.
"Although I can't get the Silver Spirit here, there are other goods. Would you like to see the list?" Carlozzo asked.
"Forget it, let me find another house."
No. 178 buyer offline.
Carlozzo curled his lips in disapproval.
The deal fell through, but he didn't feel sorry at all.
Because of the war, Carlozzo has made up his mind and no longer purchases goods. He just wants to wash his hands after emptying the inventory and stop doing this business.
As for whether it is safe to stop and leave, Carlozzo is not worried.
The long-term population sellers have a set of survival rules, pay attention to the confidentiality of their identities, most of the time they only do the business of regular customers, and maintain good relations with some armament organization, and even some powerful customers can provide them with convenience. You can get along on the road...As long as you keep a low profile, don't expose them, and don't provoke big shots, then no one will care about them, and you can leave after making a fortune. In fact, it is safe.
Carlozzo turned off the communication interface and continued to switch channels, randomly streak across shows one by one, but his mind was not on it, immersed in the excitement of looking forward to the future.
"I will be able to retire after this batch of inventory is cleared..."
Carlozzo is in a good mood.
The money he earned over the years is enough for him to live a few lives. As long as he retires and goes ashore, he can change his face and enjoy life with the accumulated wealth. There are too many such examples in this industry. It can be said that it is the dream of every demographic seller, and it is also the target of Carlozzo.
The thought that after so many years of fatigue, the good life finally waved to him, Carlozzo couldn't help but feel excited.
But at this moment, he conveniently switched to a news station, which was broadcasting the Black Star conference scene.
Carlozzo also paid attention to the invitation letter incident not long ago, and couldn't help but stop unexpectedly.
Soon, his eyes opened wider and wider, and his body trembled involuntarily. The deep panic gradually covered his face, the cold breath penetrated his bone marrow, and the cold sweat was perspiring.
Looking at the countless big forces in the screen responding to the call of Han Xiao, at this moment, Carlozzo panicked, his mind was blank, and he unconsciously came up with a sentence he had sneered at...
You always have to pay it back when you come out!
Crackling ——
The many subordinates who were yelling and playing cards in the cabin suddenly heard the frequent sound of falling objects from the captain's room. Just listening to the movement, everyone could almost imagine the hysterical look, as if they were trapped in despair.
……
endless nebula, an interstellar free market.
A luxurious mansion and villa is located in a scenic area with pleasant scenery, surrounded by green forests and surrounded by clear lakes. There is such a special area in the highly artificially transformed interstellar city. It is obvious that the people who live here Very powerful.
In the very large living room, a man in a nightgown is sitting on the sofa. On the ground beside him are several females of elf descent, lifeform, with their heads low, their lower jaws against the ground, and a collar tied around their neck. , The leash is tied to the post on the side, like an pet being raised.
In front of a few people is a huge virtual screen, which is playing a program. The man is eating breakfast while looking up at the screen. From time to time, he strokes the purple bruises arched by a elf female next to him with his fingertips. The back, as if purely touching pet.
The elf woman shrank subconsciously, but her eyes were stagnant, without any oscillation/fluctuation, she looked at the virtual screen in front of her blankly, like a walking dead with her soul drawn away.
At this moment, the man in the nightgown changed channels and saw the news recording of the Black Star meeting.
After watching for a while, he sneered, his face full of disapproval:
"This Black Star, he has a lot of farts all day long. If he is idle, he should go to fight foreign enemies. That is his duty. It is his duty to worry about the population trade. Can he control it? I really think he Is it Interstellar Society leader? Bah, what the hell."
The voice fell, and the bodies of several elf women lying on the ground trembled suddenly, and their dead eyes suddenly recovered a little.
Since they were caught by human traffickers and treated as slaves, their lives have only left deep darkness, as if they could not see any hopeless stagnant water, thinking that it would be the same for the rest of their lives.
But at this moment, Black Star is like the dawn piercing the darkness, suddenly shooting into their desperate hearts, stinging their numb hearts, and awakening their broken personality.
Several people looked up at Black Star on the screen in a daze, and couldn't help but hope.
Will someone really come to save us...
But at this moment, the man in the nightgown noticed a few pet eyes, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.
"Huh? What is your look?"
Speaking, the man in the nightgown reappeared on the Black Star on the shot a look at screen, suddenly bursting into anger, picked up a short, charged whip from the side, and threw a crackle.
"It seems that I have not trained you enough, do you still want to escape? Why, after reading a news, I thought that Black Star could save you? Continue ah, stare at him and see how he is now Can you save you."
Several elf women stiffened in fright, trembling on the ground, but did not dare to avoid, let alone begging for mercy. —— Without the permission of a man, if these "pet" speak, they will only cause more tragic Tortured.
The man in the nightgown looked gloomy, and he raised his whip and wanted to hit him.
But at this moment, the door of the mansion burst open!
Boom! !
The fragments are splashing, and the walls are gray.
The man in the nightgown was taken aback, turned his head and looked around. He saw a group of walked in in familiar uniforms, but they were the security patrol of this interstellar city.
Looking at the incoming person clearly, the man in the nightgown immediately relaxed, then he was very angry and roared:
"What are you doing?! Breaking into my house and killing ah?!"
Policy squad came out and showed an electronic arrest order, coldly said: "Anhuso Your Distinguished Self, we have received a reliable report, you have violated the law by raising Star Citizen as pet, please come with us ."
The man in the nightgown widened his eyes with a look of disbelief, and pointed at himself in surprise, "Just because of this little thing? Do you know who I am?"
"You have violated the human trade prohibition regulations of the Interstellar General Law." Public Security squad has a blank face.
"Catch me, can you afford this responsibility? Go back and ask you this free planet Landgraf, do you want his planet franchise anymore?"
The man in the nightgown only thinks it is ridiculous, and he is full of laughter.
In his identity and background, this charge is a joke. How many interstellar species he has raised as pet, no one has ever dared to hold him accountable for this charge.
He didn't expect that such a low-level security police officer would dare to challenge himself. A small person of this kind of status would normally not even be qualified to speak to him.
"Please cooperate with our law enforcement." Public Security squad frowned.
"What's your security officer number? Believe it or not, I will pick up your clothes tomorrow?!" The man in the nightgown laughed angrily, walked forward, grabbed squad's long clothes, and looked down. The number on his nameplate.
The public security squad is not polite, and pushed the man in the nightgown away, and said in a deep voice: "If you continue to resist arrest, we will resort to violence."
The man in the nightgown was pushed and staggered, his eyes widened in disbelief, as if he didn't expect the man in front of him to dare to act on him.
His expression was very gloomy. He picked up the communicator from the table and dialed the number of Landgraf in the planet city. He reached out and clicked on the police squad, and said angrily: "Okay, wait for me, I see See who can take me away today!"
Soon, the communication was connected.
"Oh, this isn't Anhuso Your Distinguished Self, why are you looking for me ah suddenly?" planet Landgraf appeared on the screen with a polite smile on his face.
The man in the nightgown immediately cast his anger on planet Landgraf and sneered: "Yes ah, your people are now capable, dare to break into my house, want to take me away, and even dare to do it today. Give me a satisfactory answer, and your planet operating franchise is invalid!"
"Oh, why are you so angry, what is going on?" planet Landgraf was surprised.
"Oh, ask your people."
The man in the nightgown directly plugged the communicator into the chief security officer squad, stepped back two steps, and looked good at the show.
Policy squad was awe-inspiring, picked up the communicator, reported the situation just now, and showed a few elf women.
planet Landgraf finished listening, and said lightly:
"It turned out to be like this...this policeman squad team leader, what is your name?"
"Bell." Chief squad replied calmly.
"Is the tip reliable?"
"Evidence of human and physical evidence is there."
After hearing this, planet Landgraf nodded and said slowly:
"Then what are you waiting for? Catch this guy. If he refuses to arrest, don't bring it back. Shoot it on the spot."
The voice fell, and the man in the nightgown was immediately stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong.
Should not the normal situation be to order these security officers to retreat and then expel them to calm his anger? It was the same before. Why is it different today?
"What do you mean?" The man in the nightgown was startled.
planet Landgraf shrugged, "I should be very accurate. If you violated the law, you will naturally be arrested."
"...Are you crazy?" The man in the nightgown widened his eyes, "You forgot who I am?"
"I know you have a very big background..." planet Landgraf suddenly changed the subject and stopped pretending, and his tone sank, "But so what? It is Distinguished Black Star's will to not allow population trade. We Working for Black Star, what do you think you are?"
"You..."
The man in the nightgown was dumbfounded, shaking all over.
Not fear, but uncontrollable anger.
Since his birth, no one has dared to talk to him like this!
However, before he was furious, Bell suddenly pulled out the gun and pulled the trigger apart from anything else.
Boom!
A flash of laser light flashed, and the head of the man in the nightgown burst into pieces, and the scorched flesh and blood spilled on the floor.
The headless corpse seemed to be stunned on the spot. It slammed to the ground after shaking it twice. There was no dead nerve, and the body was still twitching slightly.
Seeing this, planet Landgraf showed an inexplicable smile.
If there is no secret instruction from him, no security team will act boldly.
"This person has repeatedly resisted arrest, and our team received instructions from the superior to be allowed to kill on the spot!"
Bell put away the gun with a cold face, glanced at the headless body, and contempt flashed in his eyes.
"Bah, scum."
……
It has been several days since countless forces expressed their opinions at the conference held by Black Star, and the chain reaction caused by this conference has begun to appear.
Most of the resources of the interstellar society were almost mobilized by Han Xiao. The star region forces followed the consensus of the meeting and began to clean up the population trade in the territory.
Super A Grade Association controls Interstellar black market, starting directly from the core, pulling out the population trade channels, uprooting them, and achieving great results.
Not only the participating forces, other forces that were not present also joined in to participate in the grand event.
They are not all about taking care of the face of Han Xiao, but seeing so many big forces responding. Some small forces are trying to use the opportunity of jointly cracking down on population trade to connect with the local large-scale forces. There is a reason for contact.
The removal of human trade across the universe is in full swing. expand ~IndoMain TankL.com~ With the cooperation of a large number of forces, batches of slaves were rescued, groups of human traffickers were shot to death, buyers were arrested, and people who had retired ashore The seller was also tracked down by Intelligence Department through the contact of black market to track the real identity.
It's rare to see the grand occasion of cooperation between so many forces, like a high effect running machine, and the efficiency of every day makes countless interstellar citizens marvel at the appeal of Black Star terrifying.
Relevant information naturally also spread to many natural disaster-class ears in the training base.
Training base, dormitory lounge.
The virtual screen broadcasts the results of the regional crackdown on population trade, and Jiaotina stares at the screen, her eyes are colorful.
"You have the same dream as me..."
Jotina clenched her fists, her excitement was overwhelming.
As a child of the ancestor of the beast, she hates the human trade. It is her dream to end the human trade in the universe, which she has never told anyone.
But she didn't expect that Black Star would have the same thoughts as her, like-minded!
The difference is that for myself, this is just a distant dream, but for Black Star, this is target within reach.
"Black Star...We are indeed destined partners!"
Jotina breathes heavily and her heart fluctuates. At this moment, she just wants to give birth to a nest of monkeys for Black Star.
For decades, her admiration for Han Xiao has been consistent, and now it is even stronger.
The rumors have been saying that Black Star and Dragon Seat are a couple, but so what, I won't give up!
What if Dragon Seat is Super A level? When I work hard to step into this gradation, I will be able to compete on an equal footing with you!
Jotina's eyes lit up with unparalleled fighting spirit, as dazzling as a star burst.
"Black Star, wait for me! Dragon Seat is not worthy of you, I will definitely **** you from her!"