I was put on the throne by the villain【Interstellar】

Although Lei Zhe wanted to leave the Black Skull as soon as possible to avoid Eugene's whereabouts being exposed and being found by the elves who had been tracking his whereabouts, the transformation of the spaceship was not an easy task.Although Lei Zhe does not require modification of the magic center, nor does he need to install any weapons, but only requires the modification of the original living deck to make it more comfortable, the various pipelines, domestic waste disposal, and even layout planning involved in it all require Time to carefully revise.

What's more, the dwarves are holding back their energy to modify the best spaceship for Lei Zhe. They are not allowed to watch the progress until they succeed, so Lei Zhe can only suppress his anxiety and wait for the "surprise" of the dwarves obediently. While seriously being his physician.It's just because the clinic doesn't have high-tech equipment such as the magic medical room, the treatment he can actually do is very limited, so the business hasn't improved much, and it's very sluggish.

Lei Zhe doesn't care at all. Originally, the biggest reason for opening this clinic was to perfect the character design and make Hawk Horton believe his words. The second is to collect information and strengthen the body. Whether it makes money or not is secondary. Magic also reduces the likelihood of exposure.

But Hawke Holden doesn't think so.Having a doctor is very important to the development of the stronghold, and he can't wait to spread the word about it immediately, so since he decided to open a clinic, he has been looking around for a magic medical room.

For mercenaries, illness is actually a trivial matter. After all, the physique of a first-level magic fighter is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and some diseases can be easily resisted.The important thing is injuries such as fractures, damaged internal organs, and mutilated limbs. Leaving aside the two types of damaged internal organs and mutilated limbs, fractures belong to the type that can preserve life and strength after treatment.However, most of the mercenaries are away all year round, and they cannot return in time if they are injured, and if the injury exceeds 24 hours, they cannot be healed directly with magic, and they can only use magic technology.In this case, whether there is a magic medical room is very important.

At the beginning, Hawke Horton was still thinking about waiting for the mercenaries in his stronghold to get one back during their missions, but after waiting for a month without any news, he could only put on the magic net with a painful expression on his face. Linker.

Different from the fat-headed and big-eared image in reality, Hawk Horton on the magic net is a lump of inconspicuous slime. His blue translucent body can't find any facial features at all, and he bounces and bounces when he walks. , looks surprisingly cute.It's not that he doesn't want a mighty and domineering appearance, but as a wanted criminal of the Empire, special devices are needed to cover up his identity when he is connected to the magic net.

Slimehawk was bouncing around in the Magic Net Chimera star field node, quickly browsing all subspace areas at a speed of a few seconds, and finally determined a theater named "Dark Phoenix".

After buying an admission ticket with a gold coin, Slimehawk walked through the magnificent theater hall, bypassed the stage where classic operas were being performed, left through the back door of the Black Phoenix Theater, and entered the black market connected to the back door of the theater node.

This place is like a bar that can't be seen as far as the eye can see. People of various shapes crowded the entire dance floor, the intense music was deafening, and countless bulletin boards suspended above everyone's heads flashed dazzling neon lights.Black market agents in black vests and monocles wandered around the crowd, whispering a few words to someone in the crowd from time to time, and then the words on the bulletin board would change accordingly.

Slimehawk didn't linger on the dance floor for too long, but jumped straight up, and jumped into the sky in a flash.There are many semi-open boxes floating above the dance floor, and each box is facing several black market bulletin boards. From time to time, a crutch sticks out from the box and directly touches a certain bulletin board.

The people in these boxes are all black market brokers.Just like outside brokers, what they do is matchmaking and earn the price difference, but the main customers of black market brokers are mercenaries and pirates, helping them buy some items strictly controlled by the empire.Also because they are doing things that are expressly prohibited by the empire, the identities of these brokers are a mystery. Like black market killers, they rarely show their true colors.

Hawk Horton came here just to find a broker to help him build a magic medical room.In fact, if he is willing to wait, it is not impossible for Hawke to get the magic medical room, but this kind of work involving dismantling the ship is hard to come by. It's not worth the wait.As for buying from pirates, it's not much different from brokers, and it doesn't guarantee quality.In contrast, finding a broker is much more reassuring.

Since he made up his mind to bleed heavily, Hawke didn't hesitate, and directly bounced into the familiar broker's box.

"Isn't this Boss Holden? What brought you to me?" The man sitting in the back of the box was wearing a white suit with a pumpkin on his head and a beautiful top hat. funny.

"It's been a long time, Mr. K, and I have something to trouble you." Hawke bounced to the sofa next to Mr. K, trying to express his respect and sincerity with his voice.

"Don't be so polite, Boss Horton, I also want to thank you for taking care of my business," Mr. K gestured to the beautiful woman beside him, asking her to pour Hawke a glass of wine that was floating like smoke, "Illusionist's latest masterpiece, it hasn't been named yet, how about a taste?"

With a drum in his heart, Hawk carefully stretched out his two tentacles and picked up the wine glass on the coffee table.

Because the magic net links everyone's magic power circuit, it can perfectly reproduce the five senses of people, but because eating on the magic net can't actually play a role, so the illusionists who build the magic net try their best to develop new ones. Eating, not reproducing what is already there.It's just that it's easy to go astray in this way. In fact, there are endless examples of addiction, even sensory overload and even death due to the trickery of illusionists. This is why Hawke is so careful.

But Mr. K obviously wouldn't harm his clients like this, this glass of smoky wine is indeed exceptional.It does not irritate the taste buds and stomach pouches like traditional liquors, but immerses the brain in the mouth, bringing pleasure and drunkenness, and the feeling is not irritating, very mild.

"It is indeed a masterpiece. When it is officially launched, I must come and taste it." After putting down the glass and praising the wine, Hawke talked about his commission, "I came to Mr. K this time to invite you Help me find a magical medical room, the price is negotiable."

"Oh? Does Black Skull have a doctor too?" Mr. K raised his voice at the end, obviously very interested in the fact that Black Skull suddenly had a doctor.

"It's just good luck." Even though he said that, Hawke's tone couldn't hide his complacency.

"Oh? How do you say it?" Mr. K picked up the bottle and poured Hawke a glass of wine himself, and asked curiously.

So Hawke Horton ostentatiously told how Lei Zhe fell to the Black Skull.Mr. K was obviously a little excited when he heard the words Abyss Elf, but he gradually calmed down as Hawke narrated, and his echoing voice was full of meaning.

"That is to say, this doctor followed Mr. Barry to the Black Skull after he was cut off by Auston, and then Auston who snatched the Abyss Elf was sunk by an unknown pirate?"

Hawk Horton nodded while smoking the cigarette in his glass, "Yes."

"So that's the case, that's really a coincidence..." The blue flames floating in the eyes dug out of the pumpkin's head looked at the reward bulletin board in front of the box, focusing on the very top.

no1: Living abyss elves, regardless of gender, the reward amount is one billion gold coins.

"I see, don't worry, Boss Horton, I will send the magic medical room you want to the Black Skull as soon as possible, and I wish you a lot of money in advance, and the Black Skull will prosper." Mr. K has a face that is always smiling He raised his wine glass and touched Hawk lightly.

Hawke laughed and drank the wine: "Thank you, Mr. K, then I will wait for your good news."

When sending Hawk away, Mr. K pretended to ask unintentionally: "Speaking of which, what is the name of the future doctor of the Black Skull?"

"Lei Zhe, his name is Lei Zhe."

Watching the blue slime bouncing away from the bar, Mr. K played with his cane and said with a chuckle, "From Gibran...named Lei Zhe...just happened to meet the frigate of the Auston family...It's an attractive coincidence. What a gimmick! So, the identity of the 'ghost' is about to be revealed...Let me think, how much is this news worth?"

"I really appreciate all the love you guys have given me, the living deck was done exactly as I wanted it to be, and you guys even remodeled everything else that I didn't ask for...I really don't know how to express it Gratitude. Just one thing, why change the appearance of the spaceship into... a hen?" Lei Zhe looked at the dwarves beside him and asked with a gentle smile.

Miss Rosalind Steel Hammer took a step forward proudly, and said, "If you have gained the trust of a dwarf, you are a friend of a dwarf! Of course we can't be careless about our friend's entrustment! And as the love boat of Mr. Lei Zhe and Ms. Elizabeth, Of course, women and future children must also be considered! Now the ships of the human race are the same, and they look cold and uninspiring, so we want to make an ideal ship for Mr. Lei Zhe’s future wife and children. Considering the spaceship Other animals are too difficult to modify, but the hen can be made perfectly with only a few modifications! How about it? Isn't it very similar?"

Like... so fucking like!What the hell is a white hen brooding in her nest!Thinking of driving such a ship across the stars in the future, Lei Zhe wished he could grab the land with his head.

Although he wanted the dwarves to change the shape of the ship back, considering the time issue, Lei Zhe could only accept the unique ship with tears in his eyes.

Seeing Lei Zhe leaving the workshop, the dwarves jumped for joy, and everyone's heart was filled with pride in helping their friends.

"As expected of you, Miss, the hen's idea is absolutely brilliant! You can see how happy Mr. Lei Zhe is!"

"Ah! He seems to have wiped his eyes? Did he cry with joy?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Lei Zhe to be so happy! We should have changed those airships into egg shapes if we knew earlier!"

"Not enough time... It's a pity, I hope there will be opportunities in the future."

Listening to the chirping voices of the dwarves around her, Rosalind looked at Lei Zhe's disappearing figure, and silently wished in her heart: Mr. Lei Zhe, may you and Miss Elizabeth be happy...