I am in love with the planet

There is another person who is as troubled as Mr. Lebright.

No, he has more troubles than Wright. After all, even if Wright has nothing, at least he still has money. He is a sponsor who can afford the naming fee, and the other person...

Carl looked down at himself, then at the suitcase beside him...

At this moment, he suddenly missed the rancid smell of money very much.

However, it was too late.

The spacecraft leading to the central galaxy began to broadcast: "Dear passengers and friends, this time the spacecraft is bound for the central star, and the major stations it passes through are-Muse star, Yasha star, and Mosan star... Please take the orderly Please take the boat according to the number on the ticket, thank you for your cooperation."

With a "click", the seat belt on the body was automatically closed, and there was a push from the back of the seat. From the side portholes, it can be seen that the spaceship has lifted off the ground and rushed into the atmosphere.

News also began to play on the projection screen in front of the cabin.

What can be broadcast on this large spaceship are news produced by several official channels. It is conceivable that when Karl raised his eyes, he happened to meet his own father, uncle, and grandpa...

They were lying pale in the hospital ward, and the experts were comparing the information they found from Depero's house with the case.

"It's so strange," they shook their heads, "I'm afraid this is a new virus derived from experiments on alien races and humans, which is unheard of."

"Can it be cured?" the reporter asked.

"Well, well..." The expert tactfully said: "The progress of modern medicine is very fast, everyone should believe in science, after all, hundreds of years ago, even a small problem like a broken heart could kill people, but now We can even change our brains, maybe hundreds of years later..."

"Oh." The reporter heard his words, moved the microphone away, and said to the camera: "It's a pity that we can't interview the mental journey of the members of the famous Federal De Perot family who are obsessed with human experiments. What's more regrettable is that according to the reporter According to front-line reports obtained by the federal court, the sentencing of most members of the Depero family will be more than 200 years, and some members have even received the highest sentence since the federal abolition of the death penalty-until the day the planet is destroyed, but I am afraid that they will not be able to wake up for the time being. accept punishment."

"Let us all wish that modern medicine will make a breakthrough as soon as possible, that all members of the Depero family who have been attacked by an unknown virus will be able to recover as soon as possible, and stand on the bench of the Federal Court of Justice and recall their lives..."

"..."

Too ruthless, too terrible, too cruel!

Carl looked at the gentle and beautiful face of the female news reporter, and heard her express her heartfelt blessings in a melodious voice, and couldn't help but hug himself tightly and tremble.

He peeked around and saw that more than half of the passengers were concentrating on the news, with puzzlement, hatred, and contempt in their eyes.

Carl was suddenly a little overwhelmed, as if he had been stripped naked and stood in front of a large crowd to accept the onlookers.

The Depero family...was it really wrong?

He looked at his arm, where there was a large black mark, hidden under his clothes, proof that he had been vaccinated.

Because of this vaccine developed from a foreign race, his physique is stronger than normal people, his reaction is faster, and his nerve sensitivity is higher. He can easily achieve better results than others in various projects in the military academy.However, in the process of vaccine development, just what Karl saw with his own eyes, there were dozens of experimental products that were brought to Depero star and died, not to mention the "failed products" that were secretly disposed of. Those half-human, half-alien products.

Even so, among the children of the Depero family who received the injection, he was the only one who was truly successful, and all the other semi-finished products were...

"Disappeared." Carl murmured.

Over the years, the Depero family has been ambitious to spread this vaccine to the whole universe, creating a group of "new humans" who no longer worry about being infected by alien races, and can even affect and command alien races in reverse.

As for the other old humans who died in this grand plan, they are just stepping stones of the new era, sacrifices that must be made in order to achieve the goal.

"Even me..."

Carl couldn't help but rolled up his sleeves and took a look, only to see the thick black color winding down from his shoulders, imprinted on his skin, which looked particularly eye-catching.

I don't know when, like those failed products, he will become a complete alien, he thought in a daze.

"call--"

The uncle sitting next to Karl suddenly yawned, turned his head, and saw Karl's cuff.

He rolled down his sleeves with a "swipe", feeling a little nervous for some reason.

The uncle opened his eyes wide.

Carl got even more nervous.

"..."

Should I say "Wait, let me explain"?Or should I say "Shut up, or you will die"?

Karl hesitates between these two branches, as if caught in a fateful choice.

"Young man..."

In this tense atmosphere, the uncle suddenly patted Carl on the shoulder.Surprisingly, there was not much fear in his voice.

Karl felt his sleeve being pulled away forcefully, and then, a powerful big hand pulled his wrist, watching carefully for a moment.

The uncle shook his head and said, "Your tattoo is too rough and has no aesthetic feeling at all, but the technique is not bad."

"What?" Carl retorted subconsciously: "How could it be without aesthetic feeling? Look at this dark night, how thoroughly dark and artistic?"

"What is this called art?" The uncle was provoked in terms of professional skills, "swipe" and pulled his sleeves: "Let me show you what is called real art!"

He pointed to his arm with several tattoos, and introduced them to Carl respectively: "Look at this! There is a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and a Mickey Mouse in the middle. I heard that this is the favorite tattoo pattern of young literary and artistic youths in the ancient earth era! "

"Uh……"

As a former rich second generation who came from a big family with millions of pocket money and an aesthetic vision beyond ordinary people, Carl looked at the misfit Mickey Mouse and felt that the uncle might have a clue about the word "art". What a misunderstanding.

But it opened up new ideas for him.

The marks on the arm can't be washed off, he can be regarded as a tattoo!

If he returns to the central star, he will be imprisoned as an accomplice of the Depero family for more than 200 years. He can disembark midway and not return to the central galaxy!

I don't have anything on me... This is more difficult.

But Carl Hedo Depero hugged a suitcase of luggage left by Mouse Jing’s cousin as a souvenir, and stubbornly thought——

Don't I still have a big box of sexy underwear?They are all produced by famous brand manufacturers on Muse, the most fashionable styles in the universe!unique!

So, when the next big station - Yasha Station arrived, Karl not only had a good chat with the tattooed uncle sitting next to him, but even decided his own future path.

He doesn't want to go back to the central star to go to prison, or be a second child who has been "eating, sleeping, and beating Karl" for ten thousand years. He wants to rise up, start from scratch, and let his cousin, the mouse spirit, see how good he is!

As for the trivial matter of not having a penny in your pocket...

It just so happens that Uncle Yawen next door is the largest sex toy dealer on Yasha Star. After discussing about art, Karl successfully won his appreciation and solved his livelihood problem for a period of time in the future.

"The development of the new product line is entirely up to you!" Uncle Yawen patted Carl's shoulder vigorously and encouraged him: "I am optimistic about your black lace hollow tie thong!"

"..."

"It's a black lace cutout thong I designed."

"Is there any difference?"

"……No."

Well, as long as you try to curry favor with the boss against your will, even the opportunity for promotion and salary increase is close at hand.

"Get off the boat!"

Karl unfastened his seat belt and got off the spaceship ahead of schedule on Yasha, which was more than a dozen stations away from Central Star.

He followed behind Mr. Yawen, secretly cheering for himself——

"There is no need to mention the past, the future of the Depero family will depend on me!"

Just thinking about it this way, my chest seems to be full of pride and ambition, and I can't wait to make contributions.

……

According to historical records, Mr. Carl Depero, a great underwear designer and erotic toy giant, got off the spaceship that determined his life on this day. Starting from selling replica erotic lingerie, he built a best-selling brand step by step. The universe has been around for hundreds of years, and products have spread across all major planets. Even the yellow empire that Mr. Speaker has secretly used has taken the step of washing pornography with his own behavior... No, it is the first step to bleach the Depero family.

congratulations.