the days before i bought the galaxy

The main administrative offices of Bethel are located in a beautiful lake district.

Every airship, as long as it enters the lake area, will get a detailed electronic map and an introduction to the office flow of each agency.Since most of the staff here are robots, many agencies do not have a day off, and some work 24 hours a day.

"The half-person registration office is in Area S." Lan glanced at the electronic map and said.

The two passengers in the rear are admiring the scenery on both sides of the road with great interest.The white marble lining the lakeshore and a tall Bethel tree give the place a serene and solemn look.Before setting off, Odin exposed his red canine ears. The hair on the outside of his ears was long and fluffy, and a layer of fine fluff could be seen inside.

Warren suddenly laughed. "Aren't you worried? What if I go back on my word after signing the subordination agreement with you? You have endured so much torture, isn't it just because you want to be free?"

Warren noticed that the corners of Odin's mouth curled up when he heard this sentence.

funny face.Neither anger nor suspicion, this is the expression of a confident person.

"In that case, I will endure it first, and then I will find a chance to slit your throat." Odin's threat attracted Lan's sideways glance.The robot didn't judge the truth of this sentence, but secretly raised Odin's danger level by one level again.

"Wolves are always very patient when hunting." Odin stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the car window.His nails are slightly longer, and the luster on them is closer to pearl color, rather than more transparent like natural people.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Warren felt that Odin's nails stretched and stretched just now.

"It seems that I'd better not go back on my word." Warren smiled: "For the sake of my life."

While they were testing each other, Lan parked the airship in front of a tall white building.

The half-person registry is on the third floor of the building.Since every demi-person born in Bethel's business circle is registered here, this department is usually very busy.Of course, under normal circumstances, the owner can also complete the registration unilaterally by mailing the birth certificate and blood sample.Only when half of the person is over eight years old and has not registered, it is necessary to obtain the consent of the person before establishing the affiliation relationship.

Warren asked the robot at the information desk, and learned that their special situation does not need to wait like other people, and they can go directly to a special office to complete the registration.

They were greeted by a pudgy, middle-aged woman.From the condition of her skin, Warren could see that this should also be an advanced robot like Lan, and it is impossible for a natural person to have such an even distribution of pores.

Maybe next time Lan's appearance can be upgraded a bit, it is said that the latest simulation technology can achieve [-]% simulation.Warren thought suddenly.

The registration process has officially started.The robot first asks Odin if he signed a subordination agreement with Warren of his own accord.Since Odin was wounded, there was obvious suspicion in her eyes.

"Mr. Odin, once the subordination is established, your freedom will be immediately restricted by Mr. Slim. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Of course! Oh, I forgot to tell you. In fact, this Mr. Slim is my savior! He found me on a broken and drifting spaceship, and I was dying. I guess that It was an accident. If Warren hadn't saved me, I would have died long ago. After arriving in Bethel, because I lost my memory, Warren even checked my origin, but unfortunately, for some reason, I was not registered. You know, it is very difficult for a half-human without identity to survive alone, I think this must be the arrangement of fate, let me meet my dear master." Odin turned his head and said gratefully Warren smiled.Only Warren knows that this man's level of lying is simply top-notch!

Sure enough, after hearing that Warren had saved Odin's life instead of using violence to force him, the robot immediately warmed up.

"You must be from a planet farther from Bethel. Those lazy developers, they're always reluctant to register their half-humans, even if it's as simple as sending a package. I also dealt with a dispute last time , just because that half person is over 15 years old and has not been registered. Her master took her to Bethel as a personal maid. But it happened that another natural person tried to get her hands on her, and also managed to learn that she did not The matter of identity. The poor girl was tortured so badly that she was forced to come here and was almost registered under another person's name. Fortunately, I discovered her reluctance in time and stopped it This happened."

"And what happened next?" Odin asked.For some reason, Warren felt his tone was a bit cold.

There was an imperceptible look of shame on the robot's face. "Her owner re-registered her, and she was taken back. Probably because of the serious injury, she didn't survive for a long time. I saw the deletion record of her file three months later."

Unlike natural persons, the data of demihumans will not be permanently retained.Once the death is confirmed, the file is cleared, leaving only a simple record.

"Maybe it's just because she's not as easy to use as before?" Odin said lightly.

Warren frowned, roughly guessing what caused this ending.There are many naturals who would choose a half-human as their lover.This option is often less expensive than customizing advanced droids when they already have a large number of demihumans in their hands.They just need to pick one out of their belongings, conferring a higher status.But this kind of favor has a shelf life. Once dissatisfied with the lover, all the privileges will be taken back together, and the fate of the demihuman who falls out of favor may be quite bad.Although according to federal law, a natural person cannot murder a half person, but it is not illegal to not take proper care of a half person after being seriously injured.It can cause the death of half a person whose vitality is stronger than that of a natural person due to injury, more than [-]% should be due to the intention of the owner.

"Ahem, anyway, this is not the scope of my duties." The robot said awkwardly, "Are you two ready to sign the chip? I also need a blood sample from Mr. Odin."

Odin places his middle finger on a sampler.The machine can take a drop of blood from his finger and analyze it within a second, generating a unique serial number.The decompilation of this serial number has zero probability, that is to say, no one can know Odin's blood condition from this serial number.

Then, Warren and Odin successively signed their names on a blue chip.This kind of chip is the most commonly used text memory for people on earth. It can shrink in size and can permanently store the written data.

"Okay, this is Mr. Odin's ID card, with his number and all his personal information on it." The robot handed a hexagonal chip to Odin.This chip is a bit like the ID chip of a natural person, but it is smaller in size, and many semi-humans will choose to implant it in their bodies.

Odin played with the chip with two fingers, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

"Okay, thank you." Warren shook hands with the robot, "Where is the logout of the half-human freedom restriction?"

The question surprised the robot: "What do you want to do there?"

"I want to write off the restrictions on Odin's freedom. This is something we discussed early in the morning." Warren explained with a smile.

"Okay, okay. On the seventh floor, turn left after going out, take the elevator up to the seventh floor, and you can ask the information desk there."

"OK, thanks."

Warren and Odin said goodbye to the middle-aged woman politely and walked out of the room.Lan was waiting for them outside.

"Are you going to log out now? Don't plan to enjoy it anymore? My... master?" Odin raised an eyebrow at Warren.

Even if he didn't know Odin completely, Warren knew that he was in a very good mood at the moment, and there was a feeling of eagerness all over his body.

"I'd rather keep my throat from being ripped out."

"..."

The department that lifted the half-person freedom restriction was much more relaxed than the registration office downstairs. It only took them 10 minutes to complete everything.Few people will bring half-humans to go through the deregistration procedures. Only in extremely special cases, some natural persons will "release" their belongings out of gratitude, but the demi-humans who regain their freedom are generally very old .

There's a big difference between a demi-human deregistered from the restrictions of liberty and an unregistered demi-human.Now Odin not only has a legal identity, but also has the same freedom as a natural person. He can take a spaceship to go anywhere anytime, anywhere.

"Have you never thought of doing this before?" Warren asked curiously, "Register first, then deregister from the restrictions, and find a reliable person to set you free."

Odin shook his head: "I don't trust natural people. Besides, I always thought that I didn't need to do this. For me, not having an ID is just more troublesome, not really difficult to move forward."

Warren knew that Odin must have his own way and means to hide his identity and live alone.

"You mean, you trust me?" Warren asked, looking into Odin's eyes.

"Just a better brat. Believe it or not, I've never had any interest in ripping your throat out!"

"You're not much older than me yourself!" Warren resented.

"The age of a half-person is not calculated in this way. It is calculated according to the proportion. At least I say it is at your father's level."

"Sophistry." Warren snorted, "I've never heard that the age of a half-human can be converted in proportion. Where do you want to go next?"

"I need to rest! I'm still wounded!" Odin cried.

"Don't you want to sign the adjutant's agreement in one go?" Warren asked with a smile.

"Anyway, it's just a sign. When I get back to the hotel, I'll sign the agreement after you get it out." Odin avoided Warren's sight.

Warren keenly noticed that Odin's current expression actually seemed a little shy.

If you say it, you will be ruthlessly refuted, right?

"Lan, tell Charlie and Bogo to wait for me in my room. I have something to announce when I get back. By the way, help me get an adjutant document."

"Ok."

The three walked out of the office building together.Bethel's golden sun was just at its highest point, and the clear sky seemed to herald a great start.

On this day, the famous "Flame Fox" Odin officially joined the Slim Chamber of Commerce.