interstellar perfect fit

Lu Rong couldn't help touching his heart, still immersed in Chu Xijue's unhesitating instant kill operation, and said, "Is it so cruel?"

Chu Xijue hummed, and said, "Many places in the empire are so cruel, you should have seen it before."

Lu Rong was silent.

In the years when he was a miner, he did encounter a situation where a disagreement would kill someone. Human life is basically equal to that of an ant. Rich people never treat them as low-level miners as human beings. Lu Rong was also bullied. .

It's just that compared with the situation where this kind of large-scale destructive weapon swallows life instantly, it's still nothing.

Of course, there is not much difference in essence.

Lu Rong said: "Life in the imperial capital is still so comfortable that I almost forgot that there are still so many dark places in the world."

Chu Xijue said: "Where there is darkness, there is light. Everything is relative. The technology level in the scrap iron zone is backward, and it is located in a remote place. Cosmic storms may occur at any time. The empire is too lazy to manage such a place."

While speaking, the two had already landed on the edge of the city.

This city of light, built on the planet numbered Roland, looks unexpectedly prosperous.

Bright City has a large population, and many interstellar exiled criminals hide here, but if they want to enter the main city, they can only pay enough Xingyuan Mine or pay other prices. In short, the main city is not allowed to come in for no reason .

The edge of the city looks particularly dilapidated, even slightly worse than the slums on Ono Star.

Especially when Lu Rong saw a group of deformed children running by, he couldn't help but take a second look before turning his gaze away.

"The radiation here is very strong." Lu Rong said: "They have been exposed to this radiation for a long time. Although they will not die, their bodies have changed."

Chu Xijue naturally took Lu Rong's hand and said, "This little radiation is nothing to those of us who have been cultured in the nutrient solution during the embryonic period. The antibodies in our body far exceed those of these people." , but for people who have not left scrap iron since birth, they are not immune to this radiation."

Lu Rong raised his head, looked at the iron-clad city, and said, "But there is a protective shield over Guangming City."

Like an artificial atmosphere, the shield can completely block cosmic ray particles up to a certain intensity.

"The class in the waste iron area is strict, and interests are paramount." Chu Xijue ran past a child whose head was much bigger than his body, and said, "People who have no money or power can only live in the outer city here. The real people in power are inside the city, and they come in and out in aircraft and mechs, so they don't overexpose themselves."

Lu Rong was inevitably moved. Although he was not sympathetic, he couldn't remain completely indifferent when he saw this kind of abuse of life.

When entering the city, Chu Xijue paid [-] grams of Xingyuan mine, and the city gate guards put them into the city.

What can one hundred grams of star source mine do?

It may be impossible to do anything, but it is this Baike Xingyuan Mine that has determined the lives of many people.

After paying the entrance fee, a new city completely different from the outside world appeared in front of Lu Rong.

Guangming City is a steel city. Looking around, the steel and iron bones on the elevated walkway are criss-crossing, making the whole city look like a steel giant.

The entire city is layered. There are three layers on the outside. The distance between each layer is at least a hundred meters. In the center is a high-hanging central city.

"The Central City is the residence of the ruling class of Guangming City." Chu Xijue obviously knew about Guangming City, holding Lu Rong's hand, he said as he walked, "The most prosperous and lively place in the entire Guangming City is in the Central City."

Most of the people who can live in are the aborigines here, including the families of some star robbers.

There are also many entertainment facilities in the periphery, but compared to the central city, it is a world of difference.

"Have you ever drunk?" Chu Xijue asked suddenly.

"Drink." Lu Rong raised her eyebrows and said, "I drink fairly well."

Chu Xijue said: "I know there is a good tavern here, and there is a hotel next to the tavern. Let's taste the most distinctive local wine first, and then go to the hotel to sleep peacefully."

The tavern is on the first floor in a lively neighborhood, and it is basically the lowest-level aborigines in the city of light.

As night fell, teenagers and women in revealing clothes with rabbit ears and cat tails stood on the street and began to solicit business. Many people who wanted to relax came to the tavern.

Lu Rong and Chu Xijue were sitting in a remote corner of the tavern, drinking the most distinctive marigold wine, listening to the chattering of the strong men next to them.

"Recently, Fusang Auction is planning to come to the auction house, but it has attracted a lot of poisonous snakes out of their holes." The man with the flower arm did not suppress his voice at all, and said with eloquence, "I heard that there are not only reformers, but also There is an auction of military industrial mechas, and there seem to be some exotic beauties, which makes more and more strange faces in Guangming City."

"Someone from the empire has also sneaked in." The other person lowered his voice a bit, but it couldn't stop Chu Xijue who had developed five senses: "I don't know if I heard the wind."

"What wind?"

"The people over there seem to have entered the City of Light. They brought a lot of the latest interference technology in the spiritual field, as well as weapons that far surpassed the imperial legion. What people want is the Star Origin Mine."

"Where did you hear that? Those are Yuanti people. Doing business with them is not seeking skin from a tiger?"

"Tch, whoever pays the money is the uncle, who cares about the source body or the imperial military, we are free citizens in the scrap iron zone, the **** empire dogs, can they control us?"

When he said this, the flower-armed brother didn't lower his voice at all. Many people around him heard his arrogant remarks that could be called anti-humanity and anti-empire, but they didn't take it seriously.

Some people even laughed loudly, and said in harmony: "You are right, what is the empire? Human beings, I would dare to assassinate Caesar!"

"Haha, that's right, we are not imperial citizens and are not bound by the imperial constitution."

"Assassinate Julius Caesar? Why didn't you say to assassinate that boy Sifer?"

"Assassinate Sifal? Are you crazy?" Pointing at his white prosthetic eye, the arrogant guy gritted his teeth and said, "My eye was blinded by that lunatic Sifal. I don't want to hear it again in my life. The name of this guy Sifal, damn, have any of you dealt with him?"

"Ha, Sifal's head has been on the reward list in Central City for five full years. If anyone can bring his head up, he can directly give it to a planet of the same level as Roland's planet as a gift. Look at it. Who is going to die?"

"makes sense."

"..."

The topic was brought to Sifal, as if Sifal was the nightmare of the entire scrap metal belt.

Lu Rong pricked up her ears with interest and paused for a while, until they started talking about which club had a few stunning beauties coming in before temporarily withdrawing their attention.

"Has Sifer been assassinated many times?" Lu Rong asked.

Chu Xijue glanced at him, and didn't pursue the issue of Lu Rong caring about other men in front of her.

Chu Xijue said: "Assassinations are also inevitable. Today's princes, who have not experienced several assassinations, are ashamed to say that they belong to the royal family."

Lu Rong smiled and said, "That's not what I meant. Among the several princes, only His Royal Highness Sifal has dealt with these star thieves for many years, and has a grudge against them. Will he be very cautious?"

Chu Xijue glanced at Lu Rong, shook the glass full of spirits, and said, "Honey, although I am a man with a lot of tolerance, today is not the first time you have cared about Sifer, you really like him so much he?"

Lu Rong took a sip of his wine slowly. Although he is still underage, he is only less than a month away, and if Zhao Shulan misremembered his birth date, he might be an adult now, so he indulged a little Own.

Moreover, with Chu Xi Jue present, Lu Rong was completely relieved.

"Isn't it normal to care?" Under the dim light of the tavern, Lu Rong's eyes reflected a very wonderful golden color. He looked at Chu Xijue and said, "I care about people who treat me well. I don't want to hide it." What are you, I don’t want to ask others about Sifal behind your back, Brother Jue, if you know me, you should know that even if I care about him, I can’t betray you.”

Chu Xijue: "..."

These words really sound like a peerless scumbag.

This translates to meaning that my body belongs to you, but my soul is still with another man.

Oh, the goddamned schizophrenia.

Chu Xijue keenly noticed that Lu Rong's attitude towards Sifal had changed again. Although he didn't know where this change came from, the little guy who had deliberately avoided mentioning Sifal in front of him, now unexpectedly Let go.

Not knowing what to say, Chu Xijue could only comfort him anyway, since these two are both himself, there is nothing to worry about.

Chu Xijue said: "Of course the star robbers hate Sifal. Which star thief gang slipped through the net."

Lu Rong said: "The eighth galaxy has always been the most stable galaxy in the empire, and to a large extent, it is all thanks to Sifal."

Chu Xijue raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's not necessarily a good thing. Out of hatred for Sifal, once the anti-imperial armed forces suddenly go to war one day, I'm afraid they will take revenge on the place where the first operation was performed. , aiming at the eighth galaxy, when the time comes, Sifal may not be able to catch up in time."

Lu Rong said seriously: "Even if there is such a day, we can't blame Sifal. He can't give up fighting the Star Thief just because of this possibility."

Chu Xijue smiled, noncommittal.

There was another commotion nearby, and Lu Rong vaguely heard someone mention the words "super intelligent body armor", and immediately focused his attention again.

"The super intelligent body mecha was stolen when it came out, but the imperial capital is still covering it and tucking it away, and dare not let people know." The new guy with a steel prosthetic hand said very excitedly: "It is said I have already negotiated a deal with that side, and I stole it specially for that side. There will also be bidding at the Fusang Auction. However, they have already negotiated the price, which is to go through the motions of the auction, and spread the news as soon as possible. To the big boys, let them hide their wallets and stop wasting time on this stuff."

Obviously, this person is here to deliver the above message.

The flower arm said with a blank face: "What is a super intelligent mecha?"

Those who don't know the situation don't know him.

In the scrap iron area far away from the empire's territory, news transmission is not well-informed, and only the people above have a special source of information to grasp first-hand information.

And most people don't know anything about the situation in the imperial capital.

Tie Shou explained: "Just remember it. If you can't explain it, it's a very powerful thing. The people over there asked for it by name and paid a lot of money. If the deal can be successfully concluded , There will be a magnetic facility that can interfere with the mecha in the scrap iron zone, you should spread the news quickly, Lord Fusang will never allow this to go wrong."