Colonial Suit

The deep black-colored Wild Beast was spraying blood-red lines. This was a custom paint job specifically requested by Blood瞳. Combined with the streamlined shape of this high-mobility armor, it looked incredibly imposing, like a lurking, bloodthirsty beast, exuding a terrifying aggressiveness.

The Wild Beast's head was also custom-made, using full-coverage nano-armor, but it was lighter and thinner than ordinary armor. Two sharp, curved winglets extended upwards from both sides, giving a sense of extreme speed. However, its real function was as a holographic data collection system, capable of collecting holographic data within a one-kilometer radius and performing target acquisition scans within a range of one hundred and fifty kilometers. With it, the intelligent brain could work more effectively.

The paint job was progressing quickly, and in the blink of an eye, streaks of blood-red appeared on the all-black Wild Beast. But just as it was about to finish, Blood瞳 told them to stop.

"What is Lord Hanser's emblem?"

"A tiger," Jack replied in a low voice. "Lord Hanser's nickname is 'The Fierce Tiger,' so the emblem is also a tiger."

"Show me."

"Yes, sir." Jack understood and brought up a pattern on his personal intelligent brain. It was a tiger overlooking all directions from a mountain peak. The pattern was very lifelike, giving a very strong sense of ferocity just by looking at it, as if the tiger could pounce out of the light screen at any moment.

Looking at this emblem, Blood瞳 remembered the first time he met Hanser, the collapsed mountain peak, and the悍勇 man dominating the summit.

"Paint this emblem on as well," Blood瞳 said to the staff.

...

T6 Branch, Hangar 76.

A huge transport ship was docked here, and countless staff were performing pre-departure checks on it. On the dock, an old man in a captain's uniform stood with his arms crossed, coldly watching the busy scene. Several crew members followed him.

"Are there still some mercenaries who haven't arrived?" the captain asked.

"There's still one, Captain Harry."

The old captain took out an old-fashioned pocket watch and looked at it. "There are fifteen minutes left before departure, but there's still one mercenary who hasn't arrived. It seems our mercenary lords haven't gotten out of bed yet, or perhaps they were too busy last night with the beautiful maids." Captain Harry spat angrily. "Damn it, I knew these guys couldn't be relied on. Maybe I should find a way to complain?"

"If complaining would do any good," a crew member shrugged, replying helplessly.

In the universe mercenary system, mercenaries have extremely high status. Don't ever expect the branch to accept complaints against mercenaries. What's more, they were just a private transport ship.

This transport ship, named 'Medusa,' was a treasure left behind by Captain Harry's ancestors. His ancestors started as ordinary crew members, gradually becoming the transport ship's second mate, first mate. Finally, when the old captain died, he obtained this ship, and it had been passed down to him for five generations. After so many years, the transport ship had gradually fallen behind the times, but all the crew members were still proud of her.

Every year, fifty percent of their earnings were invested by Captain Harry in upgrading and改造 the transport ship to ensure the 'Medusa' was in the best condition. Although this money would have been enough to buy a new ship long ago, the old captain remained unwavering... For everyone living on this ship, the Medusa was their home.

The efficiency of the spaceport was amazing, and in a short while, the Medusa's supplies were replenished. The old captain became increasingly impatient and said to the crew member beside him.

"You know, I hate mercenaries, except when I'm in danger. So now I'm going back to the ship first. You wait for him here."

"Yes, Captain." The crew member replied, chest out.

Just then, a speeder rushed into the dock at an extremely fast speed, drifting a few times before coming to a stop next to the transport ship. With a screech of brakes, the speeder's chassis stopped, emitting wisps of smoke.

Blood瞳 stepped out of the car, carrying a large metal iron box in his hand.

The old captain suddenly stopped, coldly watching this man who was slowly approaching. The chill emanating from Blood瞳 made him very uncomfortable, but he still stood with his arms crossed in front of the boarding bridge, his eyes revealing a scrutinizing gaze.

"You're the mercenary for this mission?"

"Yes," Blood瞳 replied indifferently, taking out his vassal badge.

The old captain glanced at it and frowned. "How come you're just a vassal? I remember the requested guard was a trainee mercenary."

"..." Blood瞳 remained silent.

"Forget it, a vassal is a vassal, you're not the only one anyway." The old captain waved his hand, but still didn't move his body. "But do you know that you're late?"

"..., there are still seven minutes until the assembly time."

"But the boarding time has passed, kid. I don't care what your status is, if you're going to be on my ship, you have to follow my rules. I hate people who aren't punctual," the old captain said impatiently, his attitude very bad. No matter who it was, waiting for a few hours on the dock wouldn't make anyone's temper any better, but the old captain just wanted to vent. He didn't have the guts to actually stop the mercenary from boarding the ship.

The difference in status between service personnel and combat personnel couldn't be balanced by just a captain's position.

But just as he was about to let Blood瞳 board the ship, a voice came over.

"Old Harry, how dare you block my master?"

"Hmm?" The old captain frowned when he heard this impolite shout, but he smiled when he saw who it was. "So it's you, little Jack. What are you doing here? Does Lord Hanser also have a part in this mission?"

The one who came from behind was Jack, who had just driven the speeder. He was clearly an old acquaintance of Captain Harry, and his words were very impolite. "How could Lord Hanser take on this kind of mission. Old Harry, aren't you too greedy? This mission is enough with my master."

"Your master? Is it him?" The old captain glanced at Blood瞳, a look of suspicion on his face. "Did you leave Lord Hanser? Little Jack, I've noticed your taste has deteriorated."

"That's none of your business. And I didn't leave Lord Hanser. Lord Blood瞳 is Lord Hanser's new vassal."

"Oh?" The old captain's smile receded and his face became serious. "You're not lying to me?"

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"Do I get star coins for lying to you?" Jack rolled his eyes.

"Uh..." The old captain was choked by him, and after a while, he snorted coldly, turned his head and went straight onto the ship.

"Sir, Old Harry just has this temper, don't take it to heart," Jack walked to Blood瞳's side and explained. "But he's the best captain in T6. Even Lord Hanser trusts him very much."

"Mm." Blood瞳 replied indifferently, then followed him onto the ship.

The Medusa transport ship was very large, with a length of several thousand meters. More than a thousand crew members worked and lived on this ship. Walking onto the transport ship, a crew member had already come to lead the two of them to the rest area. After settling down, Blood瞳 went to the bridge.

Many crew members were busy in the bridge. Harry was sitting in the captain's seat at the top, smoking a large pipe and exhaling clouds of smoke. In front of him, hundreds of light screens were flashing, displaying every detail of the entire transport ship to him.

"You know what? I really like sitting here. It gives me a sense of control," Captain Harry said, smoking his pipe, without turning his head. "This is my kingdom, I'm the king here. My ancestors have been living on this ship since my grandfather, no one knows her better than I do."

"..." Blood瞳 didn't speak, but noticed that on one of the light screens, his strike shuttle was entering the cabin.

"My lads are working very efficiently, right?" The old captain seemed to know what Blood瞳 was looking at, and chuckled. "I didn't expect Hanser to even give you his strike shuttle, it seems he values you very much. Then the safety of this journey is entrusted to you."

"Yes." Blood瞳 replied concisely, then his eyes flashed. "Then the other mercenaries..."

"They've already arrived, I've arranged for you all to be in one rest area, you'll see them when you go back later." The old captain muttered a few words in a low voice. The voice was too small to be heard clearly, but it was probably some kind of complaint.

Blood瞳 didn't know why he was complaining, but it seemed that Old Harry was a little dissatisfied with the manpower for this escort. This made him very strange... Could it be that besides himself, the others were also rookies?

A slight tremor came from under his feet, and the transport ship finally began to leave port. Its huge body made it look like a prehistoric behemoth, casting a wide shadow. As the transport ship moved slowly, the pipelines connected to the outside of the ship began to fall off one after another, making crackling sounds. Clusters of compressed gas burst out from the interfaces, looking very spectacular.

The airlocks opened one by one, and the Medusa swayed out of the dock. After a series of decompression procedures, a vast and boundless starry sky appeared before Blood瞳's eyes.

"The first target is MS-1 planet. We need two days." Captain Harry took a puff of his pipe and picked up his captain's hat from the side, pinching it into a boat shape and putting it on his head. "My Medusa has complete facilities. There are complete training facilities in the rest area. Although it's a bit worse than the spaceport, it should be enough for you to use. In addition, the bar inside the ship is open all day. You can let Jack take you around. But there are a few things I want to remind you first."

"First, it's best if your activities are limited to the rest area, living area, and combat readiness area. I know your permissions are very high, but this is my ship. I don't want to see you wandering around and disturbing the work of my children," the old captain raised his eyebrows, saying with some resentment.

"Second, fighting is prohibited inside the ship. I don't care if you vassals have grudges with each other, but this ship isn't for you to fight on. If you want to fight, I can load you all into cannons and fire you out. There's plenty of space in the universe."

"As for the third..." The old captain said here, his voice lowered.

"After using the facilities here...don't forget to pay..."