King of the Stars [Rebirth]

Light penetrated the glass panel and shone in, very bright light.The rescue capsule swayed slightly, and then was dragged forward by a certain force. After a few minutes, it stopped moving, and the feeling of weightless floating disappeared, and it fell into a certain normal gravity environment.Yan Beichen blinked his eyes, and the blood mist of the "red vision" had faded away, but the long-term dormant state had affected his vision a bit, and the light was too bright.

Before he could recover from the stimulation of the light, the door of the rescue cabin was opened, and a hand roughly reached in, grabbed his shoulder, and dragged him out of the safety bag.After all, the medical equipment in the rescue cabin was not as good as the dedicated medical cabin. His body had not fully recovered, and the other party obviously didn't intend to treat him gently, so he was thrown on the deck directly.

This is not the attitude of conventional bailouts.

In the modern age of large-scale interstellar travel, space crashes are also a common problem.No matter which star field they are in, passing spaceships should assist those in distress.This is an important standard of the laws of the universe, and it is also a rigid requirement for maintaining social ethics.However, not every spaceship will help selflessly, especially for pirate ships.

"Ha, not bad luck, another viviparous child."

A slightly shrill voice came from the front.Yan Beichen exhausted all his strength, propped up his body, and staggered to his feet.In front of him, stood two men, one was a burly, dark-skinned man, who should have just dragged him out of the rescue cabin.The other is a rare fat man with a waist twice the size of the people around him. His hands and feet are short and thick, and his neck is fat. On his three-layer thick chin, a fat face full of fat is propped up, squeezed into a slit The small eyes greedily looked at the young man in front of him, as if looking at a pile of bang yuan or a big meal.

Maybe because he had seen enough, the fat man arrogantly raised his chin—the fat on it trembled violently, which was completely disgusting—and he said again: "Boy, the place you are standing on is the Poseidon. Anyone who is picked up by the Poseidon All the things belong to me, Obatu! Now, report the deposit and see if you can redeem yourself. Well, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have money, your small body can also be worth some bang dollars... "

As he spoke, he stuck out his thick tongue and licked his equally thick lips.That's right, in the universe, viviparous children are also a popular trade commodity. Many nobles are willing to raise a few viviparous children who will not be able to log in to the star network for a lifetime, and do something dark, or not so dark, but it is definitely not decent. manual labor.This little guy doesn't look bad, so he should be able to sell for a good price.

Yan Beichen took a low breath, and looked up at the strong man next to Obatu. It was obviously a bodybuilder with a high level of physical skills, and it was very likely that he was the fat man's bodyguard or crew member.He has already boarded this ship, no matter whether this group of people is engaged in pirate business or human trafficking, it is impossible to let him leave easily.And now, he doesn't have the ability to escape.

Without hesitating for too long, he said, "I can repair machinery, all kinds of precision machinery and equipment."

The fat man raised his eyebrows: "Maintenance man? I don't need a maintenance man."

"No, I'm a professional pilot who can repair all common mechanical equipment." Yan Beichen slowly stood up straight and replied in a deep voice.Although his figure is still thin, the confidence hidden under his thin body is not easy to pretend.

Looking at the young man in front of him again, the fat man snorted suspiciously: "You better not lie, the Lord of the Sea God doesn't like being cheated. Wu Tuo, take him to the lower class A and see if he can fix the last one. That batch of goods. If you can't, freeze him, I will spend some time to find a suitable buyer for him, and let him know the price to pay for cheating..."

The last sentence was full of malice that sent chills down the spine.Yan Beichen took a look at this disgusting guy, without hesitation, he took a step forward and followed the strong man to the side expressway.

Generally speaking, the cargo warehouses are on the bottom floor of the spaceship. Taking the high-speed elevator, they walked down 6 floors until they came to the lower class A.From the structural point of view, this should be a middle-weight cargo ship. For a "businessman"—no matter what business they are in—this is not a small spaceship.

This also means that it becomes more difficult to escape.He doesn't believe in the "redemption" statement. For these "private goods" traders, extorting as much surplus value as possible is the essence of everything. If he shows enough "usefulness", it is nothing more than Change your identity from "other people's slave" to "Captain Obatu's slave".That bloated fat man will suck the marrow out of his bones.

"Here we are." The strong man in front stopped and pressed his finger on the front of a door.Quietly, the automatic door opened, revealing the goods inside like a mountain of garbage.It was a bunch of half-destroyed small flying cars, general-purpose versions in the atmosphere.It is estimated that the carrying spacecraft had an accident, which caused the pile of machines to suffer varying degrees of damage, and some of them have begun to rust and decay due to cosmic radiation, and the situation is not optimistic.

If it were another pilot, it would definitely be a headache. However, Yan Beichen did not bargain, and went directly into the warehouse, looked at the pile of things, and said: "The damage is too serious, I can only repair part of it. .”

Wu Tuo didn't answer, and he didn't intend to leave, he just folded his arms and guarded behind him like an iron tower.Knowing exactly what this meant, Yan Beichen moved his wrist lightly, walked to a slightly damaged flying car, squatted down, touched the damaged part with both hands, raised his head and said to the strong man: "I need Repair tools, welding instruments, micromanipulators, circuit repairers, and preferably micro-hydraulic presses."

These are necessary tools for maintenance. The big man glanced at him blankly, then turned and walked out the door.Obviously, this guy is not afraid of him escaping, and of course, Yan Beichen has no intention of escaping either.He quickly closed his eyes, unfolded the mental power in his mind, and explored the speeding car in front of him.He has indeed driven this thing, and it is one of the most popular means of transportation in the star circle, but he has never repaired a speeding car. If he wants to grasp its structure as soon as possible, he can only use mental power to detect it.As for the fact that he was a soldier, he didn't want others to know.

Without much effort, Wu Tuo came back and put a toolbox beside Yan Beichen.As if he was satisfied that he had no thoughts of running away, the big man did not stand behind Yan Beichen this time, but stepped back a little, guarding the door, leaving him enough room for repairs.Without hesitation, Yan Beichen opened the toolbox and began to remove the front cover of the flying car.

After all, he had just recovered from a serious injury, and repairing it became a difficult task.However, Yan Beichen didn't complain, and was sweating profusely repairing the machine in front of him.After all, it is a mass-produced thing. The flying car does not have any complicated craftsmanship. In just one hour, the car in front of him was reinstalled. Yan Beichen took a step back and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's repaired, maybe it's better to go out set up."

His tone was very firm, and the repair speed was much faster than Wu Tuo expected. He raised his eyebrows, and the big man directly opened the car door and sat on it.After a while, the speeding car floated in mid-air. Although the warehouse was extremely crowded, the driver was clearly skilled. The speeding car turned around in the room for a week before slowly landing on the open space on the side.

Wu Tuo came out, did not speak to Yan Beichen, but knocked on the communicator next to his ear, and said something.After a while, he turned off the communicator, walked up to Yan Beichen, and said word for word, "Ten cars a day for the next three days."

Obviously, this is an investigation.If his level is too low, or if he is not diligent enough, this "gift" is likely to be deprived immediately.And when the "probationary period" is over, what is waiting for him should be some jobs that truly meet the status of "professional pilot", in the best case.

Yan Beichen nodded calmly: "I'm hungry, do you have food?"

Of course, what he got would not be a regular meal, but a bottle of the lowest level of nutritional supplements, just enough to maintain his vital signs.Without complaining, Yan Beichen swallowed the cold liquid into his belly, followed Wu Tuo around the roaring engine room, and came to the end of Squad A on the ground floor.There, a row of rooms were crammed together, apparently for the lowest crew, and he opened one of them: "You'll live here."

The room was extremely narrow, almost the size of a bed, which was a double bed with upper and lower bunks.The lights were not turned on in the room, but someone was there, and a voice came from the lower bunk: "Huh? A newcomer here?"

Wu Tuo didn't intend to introduce them, and said in a deep voice, "We will start work at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he pushed Yan Beichen into the room and locked the door.Obviously, there is a gate control here. It is not so much a crew room as a cage, which is used to detain their "useful" goods.However, he didn't allow him to think too much, a small lamp beside the bed was turned on, and the original occupant of the lower bunk turned over and sat up, looking over curiously with his bright black eyes.

It was a young man with half-length flaxen curly hair. His appearance was between a teenager and a young man. His half-naked body was not very strong, but his muscles were well-defined, flexible and vigorous, full of vitality.The same goes for his people. Even in such a bad situation, there was not much frustration on his expression. Instead, he looked at Yan Beichen with interest, and said with a smile: "Boy, luck is not very good. What is your name?" ?”

Yan Beichen didn't answer, he wasn't in the mood to strike up a conversation with his cellmate right now.The other party obviously didn't mean to press the question, so he whistled softly: "Okay, okay. I can understand your mood. God knows I was just captured by this damn boat... Oh, yes, you just Just call me Griffin."

As he said that, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, and looked at Yan Beichen thoughtfully again, with a half-smile expression on his face: "At least now we have two things in common. Fatty caught it, two..." There was a dramatic pause, and he blinked, "You are also a viviparous child, right?"