Interstellar Love Hunting Guide

The battle is in full swing, but the light of the **** of luck has been shining on Russell. He rode the suspended vehicle to the dock very smoothly. From a distance, he saw his little spaceship parked on the track. At least it looked unscathed, but neither side knew The big spacecraft that was unlucky has burned into a metal lump.

A man on earth, without self-interested motives, came to an alien from a long distance and regarded the cause of the alien people as his own. What kind of spirit is this? What kind of luck is this?

This is gorgeous **** luck...

Russell trot all the way and approached the spaceship, opened the hatch with the remote control in the creature's coat, and was stunned when he was about to enter.

Looking back, there was a tall figure standing less than five meters away from him. According to his visual observation, he was between 2.7 meters and 2.75 meters tall and weighed about 130 kilograms. The measurements...unknown.

If the guess is correct, he should be an adult male (nonsense, the females here are all six-meter-long worms, blind people can see if they are good).

Russell’s carbon-based CPU is spinning fast, and there are only four kinds of people on the planet Ejita, one is the bad guy, that is, the people of Quinby; the other is the slave, that is, himself (ahhh!); the other is the soldier; There is a big buyer.

This man is obviously not from Quinby, otherwise he would have ran away, he probably wouldn't look like a slave, because he looked aggressive, he didn't wear a uniform, so he was not a soldier.

Bingo~ He is a big money.

Russell looked around. Most of the spaceships in the dock were destroyed by the imperial army, and a few were scarred. Only his own was blocked by two large spaceships because of its small size and survived.

So Russell made a wise decision.

"Hey, do you want to hitchhike?"

"..."

"A hundred gold coins, to the nearest space station." Russell stretched out a finger, "It sounds a bit expensive, but you can see that now only my ship can fly."

"make a deal."

A low-pitched, magnetic male voice, with a majestic appearance. Russell guessed as he boarded the ship that he might be a civil servant or something. Only when he was an official, it seemed that the imperial government was not as clean as they boasted. The officials also came out. Participate in illegal auctions, tusk! Public service advertisements are cheating.

The cabin was small, and the two people were sitting strangely crowded, mainly because the passengers were too tall, half a head taller than Russell wearing a biological coat.

But this is a hundred shiny gold coins. Russell drooled and started the engine. It seemed that the boat had no damage and had a strong horsepower.

The spacecraft gradually took off, and the atmosphere was a little dull. Russell usually worked alone as lonely as snow. When he met a companion, he couldn't bear to stay silent, so he began to chatter: "My name is Russell. I'm a free hunter. Do you want my business card? I'm a man. Veteran, if you can’t do anything, you can discuss it with me. It’s petting, searching for lost property, catching mistress, I’m very experienced.”

Passengers raised their arms and signaled Russell to connect with his memo. As soon as the electricity flashed, Russell's electronic business card passed.

So Russell felt that this person was very easy-going, and patted him affectionately on the shoulder: "If there is business, please introduce me to me, buddy."

The passenger's body stiffened, Russell immediately withdrew his hand, and the sixth sense told him to shoot again. This buddy is going to be deformed, a very sensitive alien.

To ease the atmosphere, Russell gave a whistle, and then asked: "Then what is your name?"

No one answered. Just when Russell thought he was asleep, the low male voice sounded again: "Sott."

Sauter discovered his whereabouts when Russell entered the control room. At that time, the poor Gaia man was changing his clothes. The naked humans were really too weak, soft and white and miserable. Sauter’s hair exploded when he glanced at him. When I got up, why would anyone like this small and soft creature, shivering. (Please refer to how humans feel when they see arthropods such as caterpillars.)

Fortunately, he quickly put on a biological coat. This thing was obviously customized according to the shape of his deity. Although it looks uncomfortable, it is a bit more pleasing than a human body, at least not so hairy in volume. .

So Soter resisted the urge to explode his hair and followed him into another floating car. He didn’t expect that this guy’s luck was really good, and that bad little spaceship was actually intact, so when Russell asked OR to blackmail him and When he went up together, Sauter didn't know the string was wrong, so he followed in.

A hundred gold coins were also lost.

Russell talked so much, Sauter felt his mouth dry deeply, but it’s strange to say that the feeling of upside-down hairs miraculously disappeared in the process of his endless chattering. On the contrary, he felt quite comfortable, his crappy creature. The coat also looks a little artistic.

So Soter thought, after all, it's a creature from an alien system, and aesthetically, it still needs to adapt to a period of time.

The flight lasted for about 20 minutes. Sauter found that he had been flying in level and showed no signs of elevation. Didn't he say that he was going to the space station? Why was he still spinning over Ejita?

"When will you go into space?"

"Uh... I have to find an energy station." Russell pointed to an indicator light on the console. "The energy gauge shows that the engine is underpowered."

"Is there an energy station here?" Sauter was surprised. He thought that there was only a tax evasion business on Eguita Planet, but he didn't expect that Quinby would also drive other sideline businesses. Damn it!

"I checked the navigation map before I came. It shows that there is an energy station near the equator." Russell looked gossip, "Tell you, this place has not been collected by the imperial government. It is tax-free and energy is very cheap."

Soter gritted his teeth.

"This ship should be added energy the day before yesterday, I have been holding it up, just to pick up the cheap and add enough." Russell was smug.

Sauter beats his chest, the energy industry levies a first-level tax in the delta galaxy, which is the main driver of the empire's GDP!

You can't be too persistent and depressed. Soter enlightened himself, diverted his attention, pointed to a flashing screen and asked: "What is this? I keep reporting errors."

"The engine failure alarm, ignore it, it has been flashing for a month."

Sauter: ==

Russell: "Don't worry, buddy, we will be at the energy station in ten minutes. Maybe we can find a duty-free repair station to repair it."

Sauter is speechless when I have seen someone who likes to pick up the bargain. I have never seen anyone who likes to pick it up so much.

At this time, the day in Ejita had passed, and night fell, the spacecraft approached the equator, and the rainforest became denser and denser.

Speaking of it, it has been a long time since he came out to relax. Sauter sighed in his heart. As a head of state and a soldier, he rarely has such artistic emotions.

Maybe it's because of the Gaia star. His lines look so soft that it makes people feel poetic and picturesque involuntarily, Sauter thought.

However, the poetry is very short-lived. Before Sauter had time to savor it, he felt the chair under his **** bump violently.

"?" Sauter looked at Russell, who also looked blank.

Then it turned again.

"?"

This time Russell found the signal: "The auxiliary engine has stalled."

"What?" Soter was surprised, "the energy is gone?"

"No, probably the auxiliary engine is out of order." Russell said with a mournful face. "I knew it had a problem. It has been a month since I reported it."

Sauter Black Line, if you don't fix it for a month, are human beings so lazy?

"I always thought it would keep flashing because the indicator screen was broken." Russell murmured as he made a crash landing.

Soter twitched his mouth and said sarcastically: "Next time you should install an alarm to monitor the engine failure alarm for the spacecraft."

Russell also twitched his lips: "Dude, you are so humorous."

Sauter: ==

The spacecraft made an emergency landing on a clearing deep in the rainforest. Russell turned off all the engines and lay on the console with an annoyed look, not knowing whether he was thinking or was in pain.

Solving the traffic problem is simply simple for Sauter. He turned on the microphone on his collar, but he looked at Russell beside him and closed it decisively.

This weak Gaia person reminded him of a childhood game called "Jungle War", which is simply to domesticate a smart pet, such as a baboon, and put it in the same place as other people’s pets. In a space, the space is full of artificially set obstacles and tools, and whoever pet comes out first wins.

Caton never beat him.

At this moment Sauter suddenly became childish, his pet became a Gaia star, and he could watch the battle up close. It was so interesting. Besides, if he was to be hired to find his destined partner, an early test was necessary.

So Sauter asked Russell seriously: "What do we do now?"

A hundred gold coins gleamed in front of him, and Russell looked at Sauter's expectant and trusting gaze, and the blood tank was full in an instant.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take you out." You incompetent big money.

"How far are we from the energy station?" Soter asked.

"Five-minute flight."

It's not far away. It's only five minutes. Soter touches his chin, but... this little spaceship can't fly for a second without an engine. Glancing at Russell, the latter's always off-line face showed for the first time a resolute expression: "I have to go to the energy station to see if I can find a tug boat and tow my boat to the repair station."

Sauter was shocked. The Gaia star really opened his eyes. He made this decision much more 2B. A five-minute voyage would take at least forty hours. Can his slender body really carry such a difficult journey? ? Even with the support of a biological coat, it takes great courage.

Looking at the dark night outside the porthole, the huge trees swaying in the gale, and the unknown low-grade carbon-based beasts in the dark depths, Sauter's mouth curled up: "Well, I'll go with you."