The Alien Comes, I Become a Double Queen [Interstellar]

In the year 3326 of the star calendar, the Mondsey Empire, the only imperial country in the interstellar world, made a huge breakthrough in the research of its royal laboratory, and at the same time developed a quantum space missile and a superluminal spaceship.

In star date 3328, Emperor Mondsey, Reindis Mondsey, led his latest super-light fleet, carrying a large number of quantum space missiles, and completely defeated the Faris Economic Union.

He has finally become the ruler of the largest regime among the current fifth-level civilizations in the interstellar world.

That is, in this year, on the earth where all human beings thought they had the only fire of civilization in the entire dark universe, Yan Ziwei got an offer from a company he had been pursuing for a long time.

Just as he closed his email and was so excited to go home to spend his last school vacation with his family, the sky suddenly darkened.

He thought it was a solar eclipse, and looked up curiously, but what he saw was a huge steel flying object covering the sky and covering the sun.The pure black metallic color seems to herald the final fate of this beautiful blue planet.

Yan Ziwei opened his mouth wide, showing an expression of disbelief.Some of the people around him looked terrified like him, while others looked very excited.

But immediately afterwards, without any communication or declaration, the artillery fire of the alien civilization attacked the entire surface of the earth without warning.

People on the street ran around crying and shouting, and someone beside Yan Ziwei was pierced in the head by shell fragments and fell down.Blood splashed on Yan Ziwei's face, it was the first time he tasted blood.

He fled in a panic on the street, but he was at a loss that he had never felt before.

And it was at that moment that he understood that the universe was like a most primitive forest, with only one law of the jungle running.

Fortunately, probably for these advanced civilizations, only human beings on the earth can be regarded as useful resources, so they did not kill them all.

Yan Ziwei hid under the collapsed building under the bombardment, and was captured by a mechanical arm stretched out from nowhere, then he was lifted high and thrown into a huge container.

There, there are countless gray-headed earthlings, with panic and anxiety about the future on their faces.

Afterwards, Yan Ziwei found out that they were attacked by a notorious interstellar safari organization, which specializes in attacking low-level civilizations, hunting for resources and selling them on various black markets.

Every planet and civilization that they target will basically disappear into the long river of history afterwards—nothing will be left behind.

In the dark mine, Yan Ziwei raised his metal pick high and hit the cave wall.At this time, he was black and unkempt, and he had lost a lot of weight.

It has been an unknown number of days since he left the earth.After leaving Earth, he discovered how difficult it is to calculate time.

Old Moore couldn't help coughing, and then slowly continued: "We are lucky, just digging a mine. Worse than us are those who are directly sent to make feed, or to conduct experiments on intelligent species. "

"No one cares about this?" Yan Ziwei touched the cave wall with his rough fingers, gently brushed out the thin golden particles that appeared on it, and then carefully swept them into a box.

Old Moore chuckled, "Who cares if it's not good? In the eyes of those people, low-level civilizations are just as insignificant as little bit bugs, and have no value in existence."

Old Moore, like Yan Ziwei, came from a destroyed low-level civilization.It's just that his facial skin is drooping like old bark, he is short and his limbs are stubby, obviously different from the people on Earth.

And he was not sold into the black mine from the very beginning, so he knew more than Yan Ziwei.

Yan Ziwei continued to knock on the cave wall expressionlessly.

After a while, Old Moore suddenly asked, "Do you want to go out?"

Yan Ziwei only glanced at him, then turned his head and continued with the movements in his hand without answering.

He doesn't really have any special friendship with this alien old man. He just threw half a tube of nutrient solution to him when he was about to starve to death.

That's really because the other party was lying down in front of his bunk. For people in a superstitious country like them, dying in their own bed is not an ordinary bad luck.

But this time it was good, the other party directly relied on him, and came here and there to ask for something to eat.If he hadn't been able to learn a few words of interstellar common language from the other party, and the other party had not been stingy in imparting a lot of experience in mining, Yan Ziwei would have driven him away with shame.

As far as this friendship is concerned, he really doesn't believe that the other party has any secret channels to tell him.If it is really useful, the other party will not be trapped here like him.

Seeing that Yan Ziwei didn't pay attention to him, Old Moore chuckled a few times, but stopped talking.

Yan Ziwei didn't stop until he couldn't lift his arm. He put away his tools and went out without saying hello to Moore.

After walking out of the mine, the outside was still gray, and only some lighting fixtures were found on the surrounding cave walls.Looking up carefully, the sky was originally gray and black—in this huge underground mine, light is the most luxurious thing.

There are humanoid creatures similar to Yan Ziwei on the road, but there are basically no ones that are completely similar to him.

It was only here that Yan Ziwei realized that in the interstellar era, most of the intelligent creatures are still in the basic human form, but there are tall, short, fat, thin, and strange shapes.

Yan Ziwei didn't say hello to the others—they probably didn't have the intention, everyone walked numbly and stiffly, like a walking dead, no longer alive.

In this underground black mine, unidentified miners like him are not treated as human beings at all.There is no clean food and water here, and the sleeping places are dug out by themselves with bare hands.

Everyone is burdened with high-intensity mining tasks that far exceed their own physical ability, and they may become food for others at any time because they anger the guards.

In such a place, there is not much difference between living and dying.

Yan Ziwei came to a dark house built of unknown materials near the entrance of the cave, and exchanged the box of Macfeel ore dug out today for a blue-skinned alien with an octopus head. 2 gray nutrient solutions.

Then he walked towards this "audience auditorium" like a giant Roman Colosseum, where abandoned mine tunnels were dug out one after another, some of which were transformed into low cave-dwelling houses, giving them these forever Miners who can only live underground sleep.

Walking up the stairs, a small black dwarf suddenly approached beside him, and whispered to him at a very fast speed: "I have a quota for going out here, and I only need 200 nutritional pills." Liquid, do you want it?"

Yan Ziwei glanced at him, didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

"Cheaper, 180?" The little man walked beside Yan Ziwei's feet, trying to pull his trouser legs.

Yan Ziwei kicked him lightly, and said in a low voice, "Go away."

The little dwarf moved his sharp ears, and clearly heard the sound of the nutrient solution pipes in the opponent's pocket colliding with each other, and couldn't help swallowing.It's just that he looked at Yan Ziwei's face, seeing that he was not moved at all, and that tall and thin figure was obviously much stronger than him.

So he could only choose to give up, turned around and quickly got into the crowd to leave.

And the people walking near Yan Ziwei also seemed to be familiar with it.

Here, everyone wants to go out, and "leaving" is the most interesting topic for everyone here, and it is also the most impossible dream to come true.

Walking to a relatively upper position, turning a corner and walking for a while, Yan Ziwei came to a door and walked in.

The houses here have no doors, and miners like them don't have much property to lock up anyway.The inside is darker than the outside, and there is a whole row of protruding earth platforms on the side of the inner wall, which are their beds.

Fourteen people lived in this room, and now there are only five lying on that bed.There is no day or night here. Miners sleep when they are tired, and go to work when they wake up.

No one will supervise and rush them, but if there is not enough ore dug, there is nothing to eat.And in this mine, there are many old and weak people who can't dig the mine, and starve to death.

The little man just now also belongs to this type - although he doesn't look old at all, he looks like a minor.

But old Moore told him that was the racial trait of the Beigans—the older the younger.When they are only one meter tall, it is almost time to meet their Began God-and the little dwarf just now is almost 1.2 meters.

Old Moore's age is probably coming soon, but I don't know if they will become more obsessed with going out at their age, so I will mention this today.

Yan Ziwei walked to the corner of the room, where there was a simple bonfire surrounded by gray stones.He put two pieces of black ore in the center of the circle, and rubbed them vigorously for a long time before he saw a puff of blue smoke rising.

Then he took out a dented and irregular piece of iron from a pile of sundries and put it on the fire, and then put a black thing out of his waist bag into it, added some water from the water bag to boil up.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't swallow this dry food, Yan Ziwei wouldn't be bothered to do it like this.

Yan Ziwei thought back and forth in his mind, but his hand couldn't help touching a photo in his arms.

He carefully took out the photo. On it was a middle-aged couple wearing jackets for travel, holding a petite seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in their arms, standing in front of a huge stone pillar.

There was another young man with two water bottles hanging from his body and a big bag behind his back, and he was smiling brightly at the camera with his arms around the woman.

The couple also smiled at the camera, and it seemed that even the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes were much lighter under the sun.

Yan Ziwei pinched the edge of the photo with his fingers and looked at it for a long time, until the water in the tin pan boiled, then he carefully put the photo away.

He took down the tin pan, put out the fire, took out a nutrient solution that he bought today, thought about it, and finally put it back.

He touched the 2 bottles of nutrient solution in his arms, calculated in his mind, and found that he might have accumulated almost 20 bottles.If he saves another 10, he will be able to use these nutrient solutions to bribe the guards in exchange for the job of transporting ore during the miner job transfer next month.

As long as he can get in touch with the outside world, he will definitely have more chances to find a way out.

Thinking of this, Yan Ziwei felt that the muscles in his body were not so sore anymore.

Then he stirred the contents of the pot with a wooden spoon, and a rotten smell with a stench overflowed.When Yan Ziwei smelled this smell, his empty stomach began to contract slightly, it was pain and hunger.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the nausea, and ate quickly.

At this time, a figure lying on the bunk smelled the smell of food, and finally struggled to get up.

When he got out of bed, with the faint light outside the door, he could see that this seemed to be a petite humanoid male.

He has dark chestnut hair, which at first glance is almost black.Soft facial features, paired with a pair of big watery eyes, can easily make people feel pity.

He looks very human, if you ignore his disproportionately large watery eyes.

The only thing that spoils the beauty is probably a huge X-shaped dark red scar on his right cheek.

He staggered a few steps, squatted beside Yan Ziwei, and took a breath, but Yan Ziwei ignored him.

Seeing that Yan Ziwei was about to finish his food, Hill, who was squatting beside him, finally couldn't bear it, and asked in a shy voice, "Can you give me something to eat?"

"Hey——" Another strong man next to him who was also awakened by the aroma of food sneered slightly, "Sill, you can either go digging hard, or raise your ass to earn some food, don't They spend all day by people's side begging for food."

Hill was blushing, but he was really hungry.He knew that here, except for this man who just arrived a few months ago, no one would give him food.

Yan Ziwei ate almost all the contents of the tin pot, threw the pot away, got up and left a sentence: "Wash the pot."

After speaking, he climbed into his bed, closed his eyes and planned to rest.

Hill immediately picked up the pot with bright eyes, and directly took Yan Ziwei's spoon without being too dirty, digging the last bit of mushy food sticking to the bottom of the pot, and ate it with great enjoyment.

Seeing him like this, the strong man seemed quite displeased, and went out with a cold snort.

After eating this little food, Hill opened Yan Ziwei's water bag and poured it into the pot without admitting it, and drank a full stomach of water, as if he had washed the tin pot.

And Yan Ziwei, who was on the bunk even before going to sleep, stretched out his hand to touch his own bunk a few times, and touched a slightly raised spot, but suddenly opened his eyes.

The 11 nutrient solutions he hid here are gone——

After that, Yan Ziwei fought with two other miners in the room who looked like lizards with two hands and one tail.They are a pair of brothers, and they have two more hands and two tails than Yan Ziwei, so he is naturally no match.

As a result, not only did they fail to get back the 11 nutrient solutions that were stolen by them, but also took away the 2 that he just exchanged for today, which he was reluctant to eat.

It wasn't until the two brothers finished sharing the two nutrient solutions with satisfaction that Hill came over tremblingly, squatting beside Yan Ziwei who was curled up in the corner and asked, "You, are you okay?"

Yan Ziwei coughed twice and sat up with his left hand.

His right hand was bent unnaturally, apparently broken.But he was not bad, the dark brown blood on the palm of his right hand came from one of the lizard brothers - he stabbed a palm-length carving knife into the opponent's abdomen.

Because of this, the two opponents almost beat him to death.

He didn't die thanks to his previous knowledge of fighting and grappling, and in order to survive in such a harsh environment, he didn't give up training at ordinary times.

But also thanks to the strong man Mackey who just satirized Hill, who just came back from the outside and stopped the atrocities of the two lizard brothers.

But Markey didn't want to meddle too much, so he took another look at them and went out.

Yan Ziwei's whole body hurts now, and his chest hurts when he breathes. He suspects that his ribs may be broken.

Old Moore also came in at this time. He squatted in front of Yan Ziwei, touched his chest and arms for him, and then looked at him with a dead man's expression on his face, "Three ribs are broken, and the hand bone is broken, but there shouldn't be any." If you puncture your lungs, you won't die yet."

But he's out of the workforce and his only possible transfer this year.

Old Moore looked around, thought for a while, and in order to avoid the revenge of the lizard brother, he asked Hill to accompany him, and helped Yan Ziwei to the small mine tunnel where they both lived.

After Hill left, Old Moore looked at Yan Ziwei, who was leaning against the cave wall and was having difficulty breathing, but asked the question again, "Do you want to leave?"

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