waves among the stars

The small spaceship is flying in the boundless universe.

Although he successfully escaped from the pursuit of the Antas family, Anze did not look relaxed at all.

Ming Luo's spaceship is still an antique to Anze, and he still needs to modify the operating system of the spaceship.

The simple modification just made it easier for him to control the spaceship. There is still a long journey ahead, and he needs to set the spaceship to the mode he is most used to.

"Let me see..." Anze began to check the spaceship.

"Weapons are still sufficient, four rows of anti-aircraft guns, two shock guns, are they even equipped with simple metal cutting knives?"

Anze rolled his eyes: "Your spaceship looks like a bird, so is it useful to have a cutter?"

As soon as he said the words, he changed his tone again: "Ah, I just discovered that your spaceship actually has a variable flight mode. Can the flying wings be separated and used as fingers?"

"What about energy? Wow, your spaceship is pretty good. Besides the energy bar, it also comes with a solar charger. Do you know how many spacecraft don't want to add a solar charger to save construction costs?"

"But wait, you have a solar charger but no heat sink? Are you the same as your solar charger!!"

"Why no isotope fission device?"

"Okay, okay, anyway, it can be regarded as having energy and combat effectiveness, let me see the material entry and exit records on your spaceship..."

"Wow, there's a whole box of nutritional supplements, the tongue will protest! You are the young master of a family anyway, why didn't you prepare some semi-processed cooked food! You let me eat a box of nutritional supplements alone, it will kill you!"

An Ze rambled on for a long time, and found that the young master Ming Luo who was beside him had never refuted, so he couldn't help but look up.

Ming Luo fell headfirst on the other side of the console, his face pressed against the metal panel, and there were rainbow stains on it that he had just vomited, making a slight snoring sound.

... This kid actually fell asleep.

Anze: "..."

He clicked his tongue, then smiled.

It is estimated that this kid has not had a good rest since he ran away from home.

It was quite a struggle, Anze thought, let him have a good sleep.

When Ming Luo woke up, his whole body was not well.

The control room was empty, only the blue light emitted by the automatic operation of various instruments.

He was lying on the side of the console. Fortunately, today's consoles have a waterproof design. His saliva...

Wow ah ah ah ah! ! !Ming Luo screamed: "I'll kill you!!!"

All the rainbow smudges he spit out are all over his face and collar, bastard!

Ming Luo rushed out of the control room like a wind: "Where is the bathroom bathroom bathroom?!"

An Ze was sleeping soundly in the room, when he heard Ming Luo's scream, he couldn't help but turned over and continued to sleep.

About two hours later, Anze caught up on his sleep and woke up to go to the bathroom to take a shower, only to find that Young Master Ming Luo was still rubbing his face in there.

An Ze: "...Aren't you afraid of losing your face?"

Then Anze really saw the little face like a red tomato.

The clean young master Ming Luo washed his face again and again, and he was disgusted.

Looking at the red face Ming Luo, a smile flashed in An Ze's eyes, and he said in a strange way: "It's so cute."

He was telling the truth, Ming Luo had soft light brown hair, lavender eyes, and extremely white skin, like snow under the moonlight, white and transparent.

Now Ming Luo's face has not yet grown, but he can already glimpse some bright colors in the future.

The young master was wearing an ill-fitting shirt and black trousers, his hair was still dripping, his face was flushed, and he stared at An Ze like a bluffing cub.

Ming Luo bared his teeth and claws: "Don't call me cute!"

Anze was stunned.

"What did I just say?" He asked Ming Luo.

Ming Luo said suspiciously: "You said I'm cute."

Anze nodded: "This is the truth, you don't need to repeat it."

Ming Luo:? ? ?

Anze had a serious expression on his face. He thought for a while, then looked at Ming Luo: "Not only is it cute, but it's also like a kitten."

Without saying a word, Ming Luo threw the towel in his hand: "Are you going to fight?"

Anze let out a cry, and his tone was very serious: "No, I didn't want to fight, I just expressed my thoughts."

After a pause, Anze was a little dazed: "...my self-control is not that bad."

The red-faced boy was indeed cute, but he was suspected of molesting when he said it so directly.

Anze was very confused. He knew it was inappropriate to say it, but he still said it. Is he so mentally handicapped?

Ming Luo was anxious: "Does this have something to do with self-control? You shouldn't think so!"

"What's wrong with being cute? Being cute is justice! Why can't you say it?!" Anze looked at Ming Luo in surprise, but he was taken aback after saying these words.

Wait, this doesn't feel right...

Ming Luo sneered three times: "Then, in the face of such a lovely me, are you willing to protect me to the Scott galaxy?"

An Ze gave a thumbs up without thinking, and grinned, his teeth were very white: "No problem! As long as you keep this state every day!"

Ming Luo: "..."

Anze: "..."

Ming Luo: "Wait, are you serious?"

Anze: "Wait, I know the problem."

Ming Luo sneered, he folded his arms and watched An Ze perform.

An Ze said: "My genetic ability has side effects."

Ming Luo's eyes widened: "What? You have developed genetic abilities?"

There are so many people who drink the gene activation potion, and there are many people who can pass the professional examination, but there are very few people who can really climb to the top!

Today, among the top ten masters in the Federation, seven have genetic abilities, two are pure physical abilities, and only one is a brain developer.

There is also a huge gap between professionals, which can be roughly summed up in five realms, referring to the simplest and crudest level of strength, with d being the weakest, followed by c, b, and a, and finally the most powerful s level.

Of course, even for professionals of the same level, there will be a huge gap in actual combat, so this classification is just the most simple and intuitive statement.

Not every professional can develop genetic abilities. The Interstellar Federation is as big as it is, with a population of trillions. However, it is estimated that there are only tens of millions of professionals who have truly developed genetic abilities.

The most important thing is that as long as you have the genetic ability, when you advance to the five realms in the future, your ability will be improved every time you break through a realm. This is why it is easier for people with genetic abilities to become strong than most practitioners of physical skills .

Ming Luo looked at Anze in disbelief: "How old are you? Have you been drinking the genetic medicine for a year? How did you develop it?"

When the average age of the entire universe begins to move towards 180 years old, and the long-lived human beings are even living towards [-] years old, how old is the bastard in front of him, and he has developed a genetic ability that only one in a billion can have?

"That's right, I do have genetic abilities, but this side effect..."

Anze sighed, with a look of disgust: "Actually, I don't really want to come..."

Who is impatient to lose the chain at a critical moment and be mentally handicapped?

Ming Luo: "..."

At this moment, Ming Luo wanted to strangle the bastard in front of him.

Oh, by the way, what's the bastard's name?

"...introduce yourself, although I think you already know who I am."

Ming Luo said: "I'm Ming Luo Antasi, may I know your name?"

"Annie." Anze said his pseudonym solemnly: "But since I'm going to escort the lovely young master to the Scott galaxy, the contact terminal I'm using now will be changed. Have you prepared a new identity?"

"Yes, I have prepared three new identities, you can choose one."

After a pause, Ming Luo looked at An Ze in surprise: "Are you really sending me to the Sko galaxy?"

Anze smiled: "Since I promised you, I can do it, why not?"

Ming Luo was silent for a while before saying: "You are so easy to be calculated by others."

An Ze hummed: "So you have to worry more on the way."

Ming Luo was startled: "What do you mean?"

Anze: "Gene ability has side effects. I just... no, I'm still experiencing side effects."

Ming Luo: "What are the side effects?"

Anze: "The self-control has declined."

Ming Luo was startled: "What kind of side effect is this?"

Anze thought for a while: "It can be regarded as mental retardation debuff."

Ming Luo: "..."

Anze suddenly pointed at Ming Luo with both hands at the same time, and blinked at Ming Luo: "By the way, your blushing look is really super cute~"

Ming Luo: "..."

Since Anze was still in a mentally retarded state from time to time, Ming Luo felt that he was in charge of his spaceship!

Then Ming Luo was beaten up by Anze.

Really beat me up.

Ming Luo's close-range fighting skills are not as good as Anze's. He covered his pig's face and muttered: "You bastard who develops genetic abilities is actually better than me, a guy who cultivates physical skills..."

It really doesn't make sense.

Anze felt that this was a matter of course. Even if he changed his path this time, it would be no problem to overwhelm Ming Luo, a rookie.

"You're still young, and you've got some practice." He flipped through the new identity terminal that Ming Luo had prepared, and asked Ming Luo, "By the way, how old are you?"

Ming Luo: "Nineteen."

Anze: "Wow, you are actually older than me!"

Ming Luo looked shocked: "How old are you?"

Anze: "Seventeen soon."

Ming Luo was extremely angry: "I am older than you! You actually said I am younger!?"

Anze ignored Ming Luo's anger, and calmly slapped a new identity terminal on Ming Luo's forehead: "If you can tell the strong from the weak based on your age, then you are too sweet."

Ming Luo choked on this sentence, he closed his mouth, and looked angrily at the person in front of him who claimed to be Annie.

To be honest, he didn't know anything about Annie. The only thing he could be sure of was that Annie was very good at piloting spaceships, or in other words, very good at using various mechanical equipment.

He asked Anze: "Then tell me, what should we do next?"

An Ze snorted, he looked at his new identity, Xikma?

"Your family has a big business, and you must have many partners. If you just go all the way, you will definitely encounter many obstacles."

Anze quickly made a decision: "So we can't take the usual path!"

Ming Luo looked at Anze expectantly, and heard Anze say: "I just found out that Miss Nina, a well-known federal singer, is coming to the nearest Antai Star to hold a concert, shall we go to the concert?"

Ming Luo: "..."

Yes, this is still mentally handicapped.

The author has something to say: What kind of logic do you want to let yourself go, long live the mentally retarded!