Let the whole universe drop SAN together

"He is a young master who comes out to play without knowing anything. Why do you bother with him?" Crew Eddie moved the potted plant beside Kirk, who had a broken nose and was recuperating on the bed, and pulled a Zhang sat down on a chair, "Is it because of Igor Sullivan? I remember when the marshal was still in office, you didn't like him."

"Don't talk nonsense." Kirk said in a low voice, "I simply think that kid is a fool. Who is in the mecha? His little lover and illegitimate child?"

"He said he was a friend, but I also think he should be looking for someone behind his back. Otherwise, why don't you dare to ask your family for help? I'm afraid you will die in sight." Eddie said indifferently, "Anyway When the time comes to enter the federal border, we will charge him a sum of money to drive people away, and what happens afterwards has nothing to do with us. Recently, because of Marshal Sullivan's wanted order, the border inspection is very strict, and the captain asked us to keep a low profile."

Kirk poohed: "Do you think the arrest warrant will be real?"

"I don't think he will treason." Eddie said with a smile, "But I want to catch him and send him to the city hall. There is a bounty of 200 million star coins, and I will send it if I get it."

"You're daydreaming." Kirk rolled his eyes, "It's better to look at what is in front of us. As long as this shipment can be safely transported to the port of Yalple, it will be enough for me to spend half a year. Have you seen it? The cargo hold There are a few high-quality products in it, and I am envious after seeing a Beta, and the Alpha nobles in the border area will definitely be crazy about them."

Eddie nodded: "I know which ones you're talking about... Forget it, you lie down at ease, I'll go to the rest cabin next door to see how the eldest and young master's family is doing."

Kirk lay on his back on the bed.The young master who punched him had no muscles for nothing, his face was covered with a thick layer of gauze, and there was a black cyan color under his eyes from Igor's punching. After the diagnosis, the team doctor said that he had a slight concussion. So now I can only stare at the ceiling in a daze.

After a while, his companion Eddie came back and opened the door of the rest cabin, and said in a strange voice with a confused face: "Kirk...? Why do I feel that there is something wrong with the people next door?"

**

"I feel something is wrong." Azathoth said slowly.

Since he got on the spaceship, he has been acting like a stranger. Hugo has gotten used to it, and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Azathoth: "There are a lot of people on the spaceship."

Igor who was sitting opposite hesitated and said, "Sir, are you referring to the crew?"

"Will the crew stay in the cargo hold?" Azathoth blinked and pointed to the floor, "Igor, your mecha is stuffed into the cargo hold, so this direction should not be the rest cabin."

He has recovered from the autistic state when he suddenly saw a large group of people before, and now he has a feeling of breaking a can - anyway, he has run so far with the favored person, and then he regrets that returning halfway seems to be fighting on his own. The same as my own face.

However, as an unknown creature who can rely on other people's beliefs to fill his stomach, Azathoth found that he was particularly sensitive to the number of people. There are living humans.

Hugo reacted very quickly: "You said they bought and sold people? Is the Federation a slavery society?"

"No." Igor denied, with a serious expression on his face, "Actually, it is strictly prohibited by federal law for interstellar pirates to open up commercial routes in private, but before that, I only knew that the ruling class in the black area of ​​the border relied on illegal transportation of goods for profit. In order to control the situation in the war zone, they turned a blind eye. I didn't expect them to be so courageous that they would dare to traffic people?"

This piece of information was beyond his imagination, and Igor couldn't sit still for a while: "Mr. Hugo..."

"Just call me Hugo now."

Igor nodded: "Can you call up the internal structure diagram of the spaceship? I want to go to the cargo hold to take a look at the situation."

He rubbed his fingers, wondering if the evil god, who has never shown any concern for other people's lives, would agree with him to meddle in his own business, then turned to Azathoth and said, "Sorry, please allow me to leave for a while. If I didn't misunderstand the matter, it would be too bad..."

Azathoth interrupted him and said, "I also want to know what's going on."

Although he is socially fearful, it doesn't mean he doesn't have a heart to eat melons.What's more, the mood of his believers is visibly becoming anxious to the naked eye. Seeing his uneasy appearance, Azathoth feels that the cookies he raises have become sour and bitter, not as good as they usually look. tasty.

And as the believed party, Azathoth still has a subtle desire to win—Igor believes that I will never suffer a loss!I can satisfy his wishes and let him live better than others, so that I can reflect the quality of being a god!

Hugo: "Okay, what is the LAN password on the spaceship?"

Both Igor and Azathoth watched it silently.

"Okay, I'll crack it myself." Hugo muttered, "But don't blame me if you fail."

"Ah, it's connected! It's too simple. Your human cryptography hasn't changed at all over the years!"

In its pair of bright red eyes modeled after Igor, the light of the data stream was shining brightly, but it sat there without speaking for a long time with a look of high interest.

Azathoth stretched out a tentacle from the shadow behind it, and poked its lower back: "Don't browse the web, work."

"Oh." Hugo's attention was reluctantly torn away from the headlines of the headlines on the Federal Star Network that hadn't been seen for hundreds of years. "Isn't it the floor plan of the spaceship structure? Here it is."

It prints the map on a light screen and presents it in mid-air in the rest cabin: "Don't worry about the camera, I just blocked it. And the password for the cargo door, Igor, do you want it?"

Igor glanced at the floor plan quickly, and said to Azathoth and Hugo: "Thank you, I will be back in 15 minutes if everything goes well."

Hugo also wanted to help him intercept the monitoring footage of this section of the road. After Igor slipped into the cargo compartment without cameras, it stretched and turned around, and found that Azathoth was boring himself. Tentacles tied into a dead knot to play.

"..."

Cthulhu's joy is really unpretentious and boring.

At this moment, Eddie, a crew member in the next cabin, opened the door and walked in: "Hey, just the two of you?"

Seeing that the noble young master he had dealt with before was not there, Eddie thought he had gone to the bathroom.The tentacles in front of Azathoth disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye. Eddie rubbed his eyes, vaguely feeling that he had just seen some kind of dark animal squatting on the floor, but now there was nothing there.

...is it an illusion?

He scratched his head, turned around in front of Azathos and Hugo in disbelief, found nothing, then turned back to stare at Azathos in the cloak and hood: "Why are you covering it so tightly? It’s not cold on the spaceship, do you have any skin diseases?”

Azathoth did not answer.Hugo coughed.

"I'm asking you something." Eddie took another two steps toward the direction of Azathoth's seat, "There's nothing strange hidden in your cloak, right? It's just a Beta, how come you're squirming like an Omega."

Hugo couldn't help but said, "It's better for you to stay away."

"What?" Eddie looked at it inexplicably, "I just said that the probability of two young Betas giving birth to a child your age is too small. He is actually an Omega injected with inhibitors, right?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my guess was justified. The crew showed an excited expression as if they had discovered a hidden treasure, and suddenly rushed forward and pulled off Azathoth's hood: "No wonder I'm hiding it. I'm going to report to the captain. She said an Omega got on our ship..."

His voice suddenly stopped.

Azathoth kept the previous posture without moving, raised his head expressionlessly, and looked at him coldly.

Eddie stared blankly at him for half a minute, and the cabin was as quiet as a grave.

"Your face..." He murmured weakly from his throat, suddenly felt a little wet on his cheeks, raised his hand to wipe it, and saw a bright red on the back of his hand.

The mirror reflection of the bulkhead reflected his face, and Eddie saw blood flowing out of his eyes like tears, the expression on his face was strange and mixed with confusion and fear, and because of the problem of the reflection angle, it was distorted into one group.But he couldn't tell what it was because of it, and he didn't feel any pain, but his brain was in a mess, and there were irregular buzzing and screaming sounds in his ears one after another.

Amidst the delirium, a voice entered his eardrums, which appeared indifferent and majestic: "Wash away the blood, and return to the same way."

Eddie felt as if he answered, and as if he didn't.He went to the bathroom in a daze to wash his face, brushed past Igor who had come back from nowhere, then walked stiffly to the place where the crew member Kirk was recuperating next door, raised his hand and knocked on the door and walked in.

At this moment, he no longer remembered what he saw or heard.

Kirk was still lying on the bed, tilting his head and asked, "Aren't you going to see the young master's family? What is your expression, do you want to laugh or cry?"

"I don't know...I don't know..." Eddie said, he went to the chair next to Kirk and sat down again, looking at the dark green potted plants on the bedside table, with a dull face and a strange tone: "Kirk , Why do I feel that there is something wrong with those people next door?" While speaking, his nasal cavity became hot, and he raised his hand to wipe his lowered eyes, and it was indeed sticky black red blood again.

Kirk didn't know what he thought of, he smiled obscenely, and made an obscene gesture: "Is she a beauty?"

Eddie laughed loudly.

"What's wrong with you...?" Kirk looked at him suspiciously, "Have we seen so few good-looking Omegas over the years, why do you look like you have never seen the world like this?"

But his companion didn't respond any more. He muttered meaningless content in his mouth, climbed to the upper layer of the upper and lower bunks in the rest cabin, lay down flat with his eyes wide open and remained silent.

On the other side, Igor returned to the room with a sullen face: "Confirmed. There are a total of 22 Omega in the cargo hold, and two of them have taken inhibitors, and they may have sequelae and forced estrus at any time."

His eyes, which usually don't reveal his true emotions easily, are full of anger and murderous intent, but his tone is still calm: "I want to go to the cockpit to 'talk' to the captain, Ms. Valerie."