Fake hair balls as undercover

Moss stared nervously at the spaceship in front of him, fearing that it would suddenly accelerate and fail to catch up with the shadow. Finally, after a long flight, it finally showed signs of docking.

This is a small and medium-sized supply point in the interstellar space. Merchant ships that have just come out of the harbor will not choose this place. Generally, there are only berths for small spaceships.

"What did you talk about?" Moss' tone tried not to be so gossip, he was very curious about what hurtful things Dre said could make Al so angry.

The anger in Al's eyes that swept over Moss hadn't disappeared, and his heart tightened with fright.Al touched his hair irritably, and said, "Trading, that's what humans love the most."

Moss feels that this is indeed Del Rey's character. If he hadn't severely reiterated that Al would not accept food from outsiders, this man would definitely bring a carload of xiangguo to fight.Al is by no means a rare beast that succumbs just to eat it. Fortunately, the Dark Emperor is wise and didn't make any big noise after giving away the fragrant fruit. Otherwise, Al would definitely burn the carload of innocent fragrant fruits angrily.

Moss silently scolded Dre for being domineering, domineering, and unreasonable, and said, "What should we do now, follow him, get rid of him, or go to Caesar?"

"Following him, getting rid of him is no different from going to Caesars. Have you ever seen a boss who doesn't attend the black market shooting?" Al opened the refrigerator door, wanting to bury his head in it to calm down, "My head hurts, I want to eat well Stir-fried shrimp with fruit, sweet and sour pork chop with fragrant fruit and star anise soup with fragrant fruit!"

Moss frantically increased the speed of the Chuck and said, "Cooking later! We haven't entered the safe zone yet!"

The Chuck maintained a steady high-speed flight among the stars, and Moss finally had time to sort out the ingredients from the spaceship's fresh-keeping box, and made a sweet and sour balsamic fruit meal for Al. After all, he was on the way, so how could Al order something? Just do what you can.

However, Al, who was just howling casually, couldn't stop after taking the first bite, calming the anger in his heart with the fragrance of fragrant fruit and the sweet and sour taste of sweet and sour.

A conversation with Drey made him fully understand this man, who is in a high position and has a businessman's mindset, and he has not jumped out of the human-led idea of ​​taking power at all.

However, from the perspective of those weak and rare beasts being auctioned, Dre also has good points.

"Oh." Al looked at the empty plate, and put down the spoon from his hand.

"Why are you sighing?" Moss took the plate and was about to wash the dishes. He was surprised in his heart. Al rarely sighed. He always seemed heartless and held stubborn opinions on many things.

Al glanced at him, Moorish silver still in his eyes, "Dre and Wei Liang's methods are wrong, but I can't find a better choice than them."

He has no ability to control the human beings in the entire Federation not to harm rare beasts, and he has no right to order all black markets to close down. Al has been asking the high-ranking black market emperor for the freedom of rare beasts, but he doesn't know. What freedom should look like to other rare beasts.

"You can do what you can do now." Moss has seen similar troubles to Al, and he doesn't want the simple-minded Al to go on the same path as Aia, "The situation of the rare beast has improved a lot. "

They are getting better at hiding, and they are rarely trafficked unsuspectingly like in the past. Even if the rare beasts caught, most of them are sent to the dark emperor's black market by default. Yuecheng is just an accident caused by Ruge.

This cunning human being knows the habits of many rare beasts. He is good at lurking and deceiving, and he is not as eager to please the black market emperor as other businessmen.His purpose is clear and clear, and he will continue to look for traces of Huaying.

It was a mistake they made together six years ago. When Al put Ruger's information back into the system of Planet Aquamarine, Huaying sent an inquiry letter full of worries and regrets.

Moss figured that since the Dark Lord was on their side, maybe he could ask him to get rid of this obtrusive creature, so that Al didn't need to dirty the fluffy toes for a crafty human being.

"Maybe we can contact Wei Liang. If he is really Huayan Bird, we can follow the legend and end the disaster."

"Ah?" Moss jumped out of his thoughts, "So you haven't confirmed Wei Liang's identity yet? I thought it was 100% sure that it was Hua Yanniao."

Al was so angry that he took a bite of the fragrant fruit, and said with puffed cheeks: "I haven't had a chance to see him yet." The only perfect opportunity to talk was interrupted by that nasty major general Kadi.

"We can get Wei Liang's communication number through Dark Emperor." Moss suggested.

"If you want to ask, you ask!" Al refused, and didn't want to pay attention to that guy.

Moss, who had barely obtained Al's consent, took out the exclusive communicator given to them by the Dark Emperor, and before he had considered how to send the message, he saw the words on it.

The screen read: Is he ok?

Moss glanced at Al, who was immersed in anger. The guy who had always hated the merchant's tricks ate the fragrant fruit like he was eating the meat of his enemy, and he didn't know what made him angry.Although Moss didn't feel the confrontation between the two from the retelling, relying on his understanding of Al's temper, and meeting someone who was also stubborn and unwilling to compromise, the negotiation scene was absolutely flying.

Moss thought for a while, handed the communicator to Al, and said, "Your message."

Al took it and took a glance to know who the sender was, and said decisively and angrily: "If you receive messages from him again, I will shave all your hair off!"

"I want to ask Wei Liang's contact information!" Seeing him like this, Moss felt that he was going to suffer. A question that seemed to ease the relationship, did not know which explosive point of Al was poked.

He said, "Don't ask! Find Suzanne!"

"Okay, okay." Moss, who immediately compromised, was about to keep the communicator away when he received another message, which made him have to face Al's glare again and ask: "Eh... Al, what about this one? "

——The door of Caesar's feast is open to you.

Caesar Star is a foreign trade port belonging to the Free Federation, and it mainly connects with the special energy market of Blanca Star of the Funk Empire.The architectural style on the planet is completely dominated by clean new energy, and it is a planet that vigorously develops space orbit technology.Al and Moss were delayed for five days before the opening of the Caesars event, and neither had the opportunity to enter the auction market quietly.

"So, can we only succumb to the domination of evil forces?" Moss looked at the astonishingly luxurious building in the distance. It didn't look like a black market, but more like a landmark building.

The security protection measures of the Caesars Festival are stricter than any of the black markets under the Dark Emperor. What is even more frightening is that there is an identity verification system installed on the periphery of the black market. Moss is just a tourist passing by pretending to be lost. A gentle welcome, saying "Welcome Mr. Tesatlin from the planet Moore to Caesar".Immediately afterward, professional servants appeared to apologize and tell them the exact opening time of Caesar's event.

Inside, it will only be more terrifying.

If they want to go in, they can only become VIPs arranged by the Dark Emperor and enter the field of surveillance.

Al looked at the building with the closed gate, and the empty rail cars in front of him couldn't drive through the main gate, so he could only choose to go around. He was as overbearing and rude as the Dark Emperor himself.He said, "Then go. Anyway, we must bring Noka out."

Early in the morning of the opening day of the Caesars event, Al and Moss drove the Chuck into the berthing area designated by the Caesars event. They did not have small means of transportation, but the site of the Caesars event obviously prepared a suitable berth for them.

As registered VIPs, a night rose can be parked in every area where they enter, and the entire berthing area is about the size of a medium-sized transfer station.

"Are we going in just like this?" Moss asked.

The gray-haired and silver-eyed Al didn't take off his disguise. He looked at the parking area, but after a while, he heard the sound of an empty rail car.

"Welcome to both of you, Mr. Rocky Tesatlin and Mr. Polk Tessatlin, your seats are in the VIP area, the everlasting box, I am your loyal servant Vikain, please allow me to serve you Lead the way." The gentleman who got off the empty rail car had the same standard tone as the attendants of the Dark Emperor that Al had seen.

Al said, "I want to see the auction first."

Vikain's expression was still the same as before, and he said, "Of course, my lord has specially ordered to meet any of your requirements. I don't know which one you want to see first?"

Even the product catalogs released before the start of the auction have already reached the hands of the VIPs, and the order Vikain received was to meet all the requirements of the two Tesatlin brothers.

"The beast." Al's silver eyes stared at him, "I want to see the beast that will be auctioned tonight."

If it is silk, gems, minerals, energy, even undisclosed weapons of war and confidential blueprints, Vikane can immediately lead his guests to see the real thing first, but if they want to see the last beast, they must first ask With the consent of the dark emperor.

This is the order of his adults.

"Please allow me to ask my lord for instructions." Vikaen maintained a smile and immediately contacted the Dark Emperor. However, in the short conversation of more than ten seconds, Vikaen's words of asking for instructions took up most of the time.

The Dark Emperor only said yes.

There is a considerable distance between the mooring area of ​​the Caesars event and the storage area for the auction goods, especially the breeding and storage area for the beasts. They have to go through a long passage and undergo identity verification of dozens of items before they can reach that huge space.

Al saw rivers and oceans loved by aquatic beasts, man-made forests where birds are wild, lawns and deserts where land creatures live. These strange and different living environments have been perfectly integrated in the breeding and storage area of ​​the Caesars Festival.

"This is the latest environmental fusion technology of Caesars Star. To maintain such an ecological balance, only the XH-III new energy produced by the Funk Empire is needed. The pollution-free and seamlessly divided features allow each area to coexist peacefully."

Rivers and oceans do not meet, and forests and deserts exist at the same time. Al has never seen such a scene, but he can imagine that the rare animals locked here can choose the most comfortable environment.

The empty rail car drove in this vast space and led them to the deepest part. There is no natural environment here, and it is a completely artificial home interior with sofas, rooms, and all the furniture needed for daily activities. and furnishings, and even a separate kitchen.

"Some beasts would like to be here in human form, they say it's easier," Vicarn explained.

Al saw a black beast cub on the sofa here, it should be Noka.She is very small, lying on the white sofa, behind her can still see the circled tail and the small wings gathered on the back.

This is a rare beast that Al has never seen before. He tried hard to recall the information recorded in the library, but he couldn't find a species similar to her.

"What is she?" Al asked in a low voice.

Moss clearly saw the black cub as if it was sleeping, and said, "Obviously, she is not a griffin."

"Because she has no hair."