Big Brother's Household Little Prince

In the infirmary, Ares obediently stood still, but his eyes were extremely flexible, and he turned around to look around.

Except for the water tank that just climbed out, there were tall cabinets against the wall, filled with small bottles, all of which he had never seen on Garbage Star.

According to Moss's memory, the water tank is a repair cabin, surrounded by medicines, and this is an infirmary.

Touching the wound on his body that didn't hurt at all and the big bump that had almost dissipated on the back of his head, he took a small breath, this Star Thief Group is too kind to slaves.

The teacher said that if there is nothing to show courteousness, it is either rape or robbery, which is strange!

Yue Sifeng and Tang Zaiye looked at each other calmly, the little guy is pretty, hey, is the boss really calm?

If he hadn't done anything, would he be so determined?

Outside the clinic, Wang Bujiu looked at Li Beichen with a half-smile, "Oh, just for treatment?"

"What else?" Li Beichen turned and walked away with an expression of you thinking too much, and waved his back to Wang Bujiu, "If you are cured, you can do whatever you want."

"Oh," Wang Bujiu squinted his eyes, turned back to the infirmary, sent Yue Sifeng away, and smiled like a wolf grandmother at Ares, "Come on, let me give you a checkup to see how injured you are. How is your recovery?"

"Thank you." Ares tilted his head slightly according to the appearance of Moss in his memory, and pulled out a cute smiling flower.

There is nothing new in the Star Thief Group, and there are only two possibilities for spending a lot of money to treat yourself.

The prison tyrant leader helped him, or this body is very valuable in the eyes of the star thieves.

The latter is more likely.

If it's the former...

He bit his lip, acting a little sad, "Has your lord gone already?"

Space travel is really boring, and all members of the Baiyun Fleet like to watch the fun.

Hearing this sentence, Wang Bujiu looked at his expression and immediately began to gossip, "Yes, I didn't even ask about your injuries. He is really a cruel man, right?"

Ares...

Why is this doctor's tone so weird?

But for sure, that guy is better than expected.

Thinking of this, he looked at the doctor anxiously, with a lost and anxious expression, "Where are you here? Can I continue to follow him?"

Wang Bujiu checked the test results, he recovered well, and patted him on the shoulder, "Young man, let's find someone to love, that guy is not worth it. Our Baiyun Fleet doesn't beat people, everyone can eat enough, it's a good team that can live happily .Your injury is recovering well, go back to work and live a good life.”

No matter how you don't beat people and can eat enough, you are still a slave!What kind of happy life is this?I'd rather pick up junk on Garbage Star.

And Heber and the others are still waiting for me.

Ares frowned, pinching his hands nervously, "Can you tell me the name of your lord?" He blinked, and mist formed on his blue pupils, "Even if he doesn't like me, I will always remember him in my heart.”

Oh, are you really so affectionate?

Wang Bujiu laughed, "You like him even if you don't know his name?"

Ares bit his lip and raised his head, showing his acting skills all his life, trying to squeeze out some steam from his eyes wide, "He is a good man and treats me very well."

Seeing his wet eyes, Wang Bujiu felt his scalp tingle like his own boss, and quickly patted a robot, "His name is Li Beichen. Your inspection is done, follow the robot, and someone will give it to you in the cabin." You arranged the work."

Li Beichen, Ares said silently in his heart, this is the name of a Huaxia tribe.

He bowed deeply to Wang Bujiu, "Thank you for telling me his name, I will work hard, thank you."

After thanking him honestly, he followed the robot away, and didn't mean to stalk him.

After leaving the infirmary, it was a very common interior corridor of a starship. Recalling the size of the starship on the ground, Ares counted his steps to judge the distance while observing the surrounding facilities calmly.

The two rows of walls in the corridor are covered with equipment, and there are different marking symbols, which are completely different from the abandoned ships he has seen on the garbage star.

And Moss didn't have anything relevant in his memory.

Ares sighed in frustration, no, it's too strange, no one knows how to use it, how can I escape?

When he followed the robot to the slave cabin on the lower floor, he was even hairier. There was a whole floor, half of the workshop and half of the slave camp, without any rescue cabins, boats and the like.

There is no need to think about the plan to steal a piece of equipment and escape.

The robot went through the pass-through procedures for him, entered his fingerprints and pupils, and arranged, "The upper bunk on row 11 in area C is your berth. The daily work tasks will be distributed to your bedside."

Ares bit his lower lip and held on to the door of the cabin, trying to find a way.

He grabbed the robot that was about to leave, "Do I have to live here?"

The robot's intelligence program is not very high, and the answer is straight-forward, "It is stipulated on the ship that one person has one bunk, and the location is fixed."

That's the end, Ares entered the bottom warehouse dejectedly, and found area C, where the bunks were bare.

He looked around and saw that other people had mattresses and corresponding toiletries on their bunks, and the slaves also wore uniform work clothes.

"Excuse me, where did you get your clothes and mattresses?" He knocked on the railing of his lower bunk.

The two players who were playing cards looked at him at the same time, "It was dealt from above."

Is this Star Thief group so benevolent and generous?

Ares narrowed his eyes, "So is it convenient to tell me who I should ask for it?"

The two pointed to the end of the cabin and did not speak again.

Ares followed the direction, the only berth with a window in the entire cabin, the lower berth was sleeping, and the upper berth was full of things, which were the bedding and overalls that everyone else had.

He asked kindly, "Hi, I'm new here, here to pick up my things."

The little head with Erlang's legs crossed his head, "It's too late, it's all gone."

There are still several sets piled up on it, Ares tilted his head, "The rules should be for everyone, right?"

"If I say no, then there is no!" The little head took out something from the jar beside him and threw it into his mouth, chewing it.

The people in the surrounding bunks laughed lowly, and someone said, "Brother Six said you didn't have one, so you just haven't."

"I thought this fleet was very disciplined, and the entire cabin had to obey the rules set by it," Ares frowned, "Give me back my things!"

Hearing this, the Sixth Brother also laughed, with his mouth twisted, "Your thing, can you call it and it will agree?"

Hey, are you playing rogue with the young master?

Ares raised his eyebrows, everyone is their slave, what are you doing?

"If you don't agree, it's not mine?" He raised his foot and stepped on the sixth brother's bunk, "I don't think you will pay any attention to you, so let's pick it up."

Not long after he climbed out of the recovery cabin, the potion was still wet all over his body, and his foot left a dirty mark on the man's bunk.

Brother Six's eyes dimmed, and the laughing people around shrank back together. They all looked carefully at Ares, who was wearing a hospital gown, and each had their own estimates. Such a beautiful appearance, even among slaves, is usually more valuable. Dare to be so arrogant should have something to rely on.

The sixth brother glanced around, seeing that his prestige was damaged, he suddenly got up in a hurry, slapped Ares on the knee, "Get out!"

It's fine if you can't beat a ruthless person like Li Beichen, but if you can bully me, I won't return to the trash star in my life!

Ares dodged the slap, raised his leg and kicked Sixth Brother's chest, "It's you who should get out!"

Such a beautiful slave usually has no fighting power, and the sixth brother was kicked down unexpectedly, and the people around him scattered like a nest exploded.

Ares didn't wait for him to get up, jumped high, put his knees together and smashed him hard on the sternum, and at the same time pressed him down with the force of his dive, and grabbed his neck with one hand, "Be honest, so you can suffer less Flesh pain."

The sixth brother was pinched by him, more air was emitted and less air was breathed in, he punched wildly with both hands, struggling like a fish out of water.

Tsk, with this little ability, I can only show off my prestige in the slave warehouse.

Ares raised his hand to hold his fist, his arm hurting from the shock.

MD, this body is too brittle, with poor resistance to blows and poor endurance. He gritted his teeth, reached for the toothbrush next to him, and stabbed it down with all his strength. The blunt toothbrush handle forced blood on the shoulder hole.

Brother Six let out a scream.

Ares pulled out the handle of the toothbrush, raised it high, and threatened calmly, "Shut up! Shout out and poke your eyes!"

The people around were silent and took a few steps back again.

See blood!

Fighting is prohibited in the Baiyun Fleet.