Sentinel

Chapter 426 Planet Devourer

The Rufmonds originated from a planet in the Andromeda Sima galaxy. They advocate military dictatorship and have a strong atmosphere of iron and blood. After several technological explosions and multiple foreign conquests, they expanded their territory and finally became one of the most advanced civilizations. ranks.

It's a pity that fate made a huge joke. One day, a nightmare-like existence descended, destroying the hometown of the Rufmond tribe, and turning the surrounding star fields into nothingness.

"Everyone died... except for a group of people who just went out. They survived, but they lost their homeland and could only live a life of displacement."

Said the blue-skinned Ruffmonde kid, who was sitting in a bar in the residential area, eyes filled with deep sadness.

His name is Kirk, and his father was an ignorant miner who died in a mining accident many years ago. With his ability to repair energy supply equipment and his cleverness, this helpless child managed to survive in the bottom mining area. down.

"I occasionally guide those outsiders. There is no law here, and it is very chaotic. I know the intermediaries in those trading centers, as well as black market merchants who buy illegal goods."

Kirk looked at Sean who was sitting across from him and listened carefully, and solemnly assured him, "Sir, I can help you with whatever you want to buy or sell."

"I want to get some news."

Sean smiled slightly.

He had a good impression of this kid from Rufermonde. He was smart and sensible, unlike ordinary miners who lived in the bottom mining area. They only knew how to treat outsiders as fat sheep and couldn't distinguish the situation.

There are indeed some rookie mercenaries in the ignorant land every year, or ignorant newcomers who are excited to travel into space after hearing a few adventure stories, wanting to see a different world and experience an exciting life.

In the end, most of them were either cheated by black market merchants and signed a lifelong slave contract, or they were looted by miners and refugees. What's more, even their body organs would be harvested and sold to some abnormal doctors with special purposes. .

It's a pity that those miners were unlucky. This time they met Sean, and they regarded the young man who had caused Thanos to be severely injured as a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"You are different from those short-sighted miners, I am not a stingy person, as long as you can give me satisfactory news."

Sean beckoned, and a green-skinned Zehuberi brought a steaming barbecue steak, and he pushed it over to signal Kirk that he could enjoy it to his heart's content.

Kirk glanced at Sean cautiously, as if he couldn't believe that the guests he usually met would not have such a friendly attitude.

If you can pay yourself the reward you deserve, you are already considered good, so why would you order something for yourself to eat.

There are all kinds of people who are ignorant and ignorant, mixed with dragons and snakes, and the only ones that don't exist are good people who show kindness.

This is a lesson that Kirk has always kept in mind for many years. There are often no pies in the sky. If there is, it must be wrapped in deadly poison.

"When you are full, you will have the strength to run errands for me."

Sean said frankly.

He didn't know much about ignorance, and he didn't even know where Xingjue was.

Rather than wandering around like a headless chicken, it is better to inquire about the news, learn enough information, and then decide what to do next.

Kirk froze for a moment, thinking of the other party's indifferent means of snatching away dozens of miners, he couldn't relate to this gentle face.

"Thank you, sir."

After thanking him sincerely, Kirk took small bites of the fragrant barbecue steak. He really hadn't eaten real food for many days.

Just relying on those disgusting nutrient solutions to maintain the necessary food every day, Kirk almost forgot the taste of delicious meat.

"By the way, I'm curious about what the terrible creature that destroyed your hometown looks like."

Sean took a shallow sip of the amber liquid, which is a specialty drink of the ignorance. It tastes similar to vodka, like a knife cutting his throat.

This strong drink called "Wildfire" is very popular with mercenaries and space pirates. They think that drinking "Dance of the Gods"-something similar to red wine-is a bitch.

A real man should fight wildfire with others!
The highest record in this bar was set by an Arigus. The guy with the head of a crocodile drank twelve glasses in one go.

"I don't know... sir, I have never seen the appearance of that terrifying existence, I only know that others call it..."

Kirk paused for a moment, his eyes showed deep fear, and his frail body couldn't help trembling slightly.

"—Galactor."

Sean frowned slightly when he heard this name, and he couldn't help but think of a certain purple-haired girl who ran away from home.

Compared with the cute and foodie Janata, her father has a bad reputation, even worse than Thanos.

Treat the planets as food, and wherever you pass, no grass will grow, and everything will be turned into a dead zone.

It can be called a cosmic disaster!

If it weren't for the activity cycle of Galactus, which far exceeds the existence time of normal civilization, I am afraid that this ancient existence will become the public enemy of all life.

"Okay, I need you to inquire about someone."

Sean's thoughts fluttered slightly, and then he returned to the topic.

"His name is Peter Quill, and his nickname is 'Star Lord', but most people may not have heard of it."

Kirk carefully wrote down that he knew several intelligence brokers who specialized in this kind of business.

From various space pirate regiments, the activity routes of large caravans, to the strategic secrets of the three empires, they are all sold and sold in ignorance.

Information brokers have always been a secretive profession, and those who engage in them often have special identities and have a wide range of contacts, which is not unique to Nihility.

The reason why this obscure profession is known to the world is all because of a famous event that is enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

Thousands of years ago, in the star field ruled by the Kerry Empire, there was a newly discovered resource planet. The news was that it was sold for an astonishingly high price of 20 billion. The identity of the buyer is unknown.

However, after that, Xandar's fleet preemptively occupied the uninhabited resource planet. According to the generally recognized principles of planetary colonization, it should belong to the Xandar people.

However, the always domineering Cree didn't accept this, and directly bombarded and sank the Xandar fleet. No one thought that this conflict would turn into an interstellar war that lasted for thousands of years.

So far, some historians believe that the thousand-year blood feud between Xandar and the Kree Empire is entirely due to that piece of information.

"By the way, help me pay attention, does anyone know about a planet about Vormir."

Xiao En smiled, drank the Wildfire in the cup in one gulp, and said softly: "I will stay here for a while, I hope you won't let me down."

Kirk gnawed away the last bit of barbecue steak, nodded solemnly and said, "Sir, I'm sure I can find the news you want to know."

　ps: congratulations ig~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)