Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The bionic light source illuminates the corridors of the starship, and the metal structure reflects cold light.

Several men in uniform stood at the door of the rest cabin and peered inward. The half-open cabin door was dark, and one after another breathing could be faintly heard inside. They turned and walked forward along the corridor. Talking unscrupulously while walking.

"How many people are needed at the slave farm this time?"

One of them turned on the electronic light screen on his wrist and replied:

"A total of three thousand people are needed, and our ship's target is one hundred and five."

The other person nodded and said, "Okay, by the way, choose another fifty good-looking bones to send to the War Comfort Department. They just placed an order."

The crew member who looked down at the electronic screen suddenly stopped. He wrinkled his brows in confusion and reached out and tapped on the screen twice.

"What's wrong?"

One person noticed something was wrong and stopped to ask.

He pointed to the light spot on the screen hesitantly: "Here, there is a bracelet showing the absence of vital signs."

Another person shrugged and said nonchalantly: "It is estimated that there is something wrong again. These bracelets have been eliminated and sold a few hands. Normally, you just need to reset it with the administrator password."

The crew entered the password, but it was of no use.

He cursed in a low voice, scratching his hair a little irritably.

It seems that it can only be restarted from the hardware now.

Gleeful laughter broke out among his companions: "Walk around, drink, let him go to the cargo hold and stay with the cargo alone, hahahahahaha!"

The crew member made a rude gesture at them. While cursing in his heart the **** bracelet that extended his working hours, he turned resentfully and got into the dark cargo hold.

The cargo hold was crowded and sultry. Although the residents of Garbage Star had simply washed their bodies, the stench that had been soaked in them for decades was not so easy to dissipate, and it was suffocating in the packed cabin.

The crew held their breath in disgust, and struggled through the narrow beds.

He finally reached the position of the wristband display, so he looked down at the bed with the blue light emitted by the electronic screen.

The next second, the crew was stunned.

The narrow bed was empty, the white sheets were flat without a trace of wrinkles, and there was no trace of someone lying down, and on the pillow was the uniformly distributed metal bracelet placed upright, quietly in the dark. Quietly flashing dim light.

A hoarse and low voice came from behind his head, and it sounded softly against his ears, like the whispers of the lover by the pillow, but like a ghost in the dark cabin:

"Are you looking for me?"

The crew was horrified, but before he had time to turn his head, he felt a pair of cold hands cling to his neck and pinched his carotid artery precisely and harshly.

A second before the coma, he saw the face of the attacker.

The half-year-old boy is skinny and bony, his cheekbones stand out stiffly, and he is full of malnourished blue. It is not much different from the others on the trash star, but the eyes in the sockets are shining in the dark. Shining a sly cold light.

As if the beast sleeping in the abyss slowly cracked its **** mouth, and pulled out an evil and crazy smile at the prey.

Then, the cabin returned to silence.

Ge Xiu watched as the crew member twice as strong as himself collapsed on the empty bed, the suppressed excitement in his eyes still gleaming in darkness.

He moved his somewhat stiff wrist, then bent down, and skillfully began to search for useful things on the man.

Identity card, brains, three or four doses of anesthetic, two doses of adrenaline, half a pack of tobacco substitutes, and a piece of candy.

Ge Xiu carefully looked at the small candy cube lying in his palm. It was wrapped in aluminum foil candy paper and printed on it with a few small characters: "Uniform distribution of materials."

He fumbled and peeled off the sugar paper, and tentatively sniffed the sugar ball.

Sweet.

Ge Xiu licked the surface of the sugar ball cautiously, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he almost couldn't wait to stuff the whole candy into his mouth.

The taste of industrialized saccharin was monotonous and strong. It swept across the taste buds like a sharp sword and quickly captured his senses.

The boy squinted his eyes lazily like a cat.

He smiled and tucked the crew's feet into the bunk, and then jumped onto the bed gently. His thin legs couldn't touch the ground temporarily, so he could only hang in the air, swaying leisurely and happily.

Ge Xiu lowered his head, while intensively studying the intellectual brain he touched from the crew member, while licking the inferior candy that slowly melted in his mouth.

The light blue electronic screen lit up in the dark cabin, reflecting a shining light blue on his face.

After a few minutes, Ge Xiu finally scanned all the documents at a glance and raised his head.

He tilted his head thoughtfully, pondered for a while, then jumped off the bed lightly, slipped to the little one's bed like a fish, took the adrenaline from his pocket and took it from the back of his hand. Got an injection on it.

Xiao Yi's body suddenly bowed and opened his eyes blankly. He took a big breath in panic, but before he could make the slightest noise, Ge Xiu quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands:

"Shhh."

His eyes gleamed in the dark.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Xiaoyi finally recognized who was lying on his body. He was surprised and delighted, and nodded slightly, indicating that he would not make a sound.

After Ge Xiu let go of him, Xiaoyi lowered his voice and asked:

"Little Qi? How are you..."

Before he could finish his words, Ge Xiu threw the light brain with the screen in his hand on him, and the screen flashing with blue light was facing Xiao Yi's face.

Xiao Yi was stunned, and was immediately attracted by the above content.

He didn't know many characters, and at most he could only distinguish the characters posted on different trash to determine what could be picked up home and what should not be approached at all.

But this is enough.

In particular, Ge Xiu deliberately selected relatively simple text, and showed him more of the icons.

Xiaoyi's heart became more and more frightened as he read, and in the end he even shivered slightly uncontrollably.

It turned out that the so-called Alliance Humanitarian Decree was a scam from the beginning. Those marginal galaxies were densely covered with abandoned planets abandoned by the Alliance. After the mineral resources were drained, they became the garbage dump in the interstellar, but the Alliance was not willing to give up. The above labor resources, and in this way, every once in a while, you can use the least resources to consume or more cheap labor, and it also saves the cost of suppressing riots, and the cheap labor that has been abducted may become hard labor. Slaves were either sold at low prices to different power families.

But to a certain extent, the alliance has not lied, and the alliance will be responsible for post-retirement support after the selectors have completed the basic service period.

...If they can live that long.

It's a very profitable business.

Although Xiaoyi's thoughts are confused, he still vaguely understands his situation. A sense of panic like falling into the abyss instantly clung to him and wrapped around his throat.

With two tears in his eyes, he trembled, Liu Shen looked at Ge Xiu without a master:

"me…"

He wanted to apologize, saying that he shouldn't have wronged Xiao Qi before, and at the same time he was full of doubts, wanting to know where Xiao Qi got the information, the panic and fear of the future, and the despair of broken dreams filled his heart and made him. The simple brain is chaotic and messy, and can't say anything for a while.

The thin young man standing by the bed bent down and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

Ge Xiu's voice is very low, almost nothing but breath:

"Don't worry, you will be fine. I have an idea to let us all leave safely."

The opponent's fingers were cold, and his movements were calm and composed, but they were inexplicably inexplicable and inexplicable.

Xiao Yi had the courage and asked tremblingly:

"Xiao, Xiaoqi, you...what are you going to do?"

Although the faces of each other could not be seen clearly in the dark, the husky voices of the other party clearly passed into the ears. The voice of the teenager was steady, even with a clearly distinguishable smile, but under the calm and terrifying voice line, It seemed that something hysterical was torn and jumping, screaming with excitement.

It took a few seconds for Xiaoyi to realize what shocking words the other party had said—

"Grab the ship."

In the cockpit, the crew members were talking and laughing unscrupulously.

This is a cargo-transporting ship, and the driving operations can be handled by the brain with full authority. In addition, it is also performing this kind of low-risk mission. Therefore, there are only eight members in the ship, seven ordinary crew members, and a low-ranking non-commissioned officer.

The control panel of the starship displayed the autopilot mode, manipulating the ship to move through the vast and dark universe at a uniform speed, with large and small celestial bodies passing by the hull, a sense of tranquility.

This time I had a fruitful harvest. There was a lot of oil and water in the list above, which made everyone in the boat look a little bit of uncontrollable excitement and joy.

Even alcohol, which is a high-grade material, was taken out of the warehouse as a reward for this journey.

While pushing cups and changing cups, they talked and laughed loudly in vulgar language.

In the hustle and bustle, the man dressed as a non-commissioned officer frequently looked at the closed hatch and frowned irritably:

"Why isn't Leach kid coming back? How long does it take to repair a control bracelet?"

Another person poured himself a small glass of wine, teasing and obscenely said: "Maybe another good-looking goods have gone happily."

For them, the inhabitants of these marginal galaxies are no longer humans, but goods that can make them a fortune, or some kind of minerals with extremely low development costs. The bodies and appearances of these goods can be exchanged. The property sold is an article, not the same kind.

The non-commissioned officer's brows tightened, and he spit:

"I have told him how many times, some customers only need to be clean, but the price of the goods he spoiled will be deducted from his share."

I haven't continued to talk a few more words, the cockpit was suddenly illuminated by flashing red warning lights, and the sound of machinery resounded throughout the control cabin:

"Alarm, fuel tank leak! Alarm, fuel tank leak!"

The non-commissioned officer stood up, flicked twice on the electronic screen expertly, tuned out the information on the damaged area, first was taken aback, and then angrily cursed:

"Damn, it's the loophole that Leach patched the day before yesterday. Even the damaged data is the same. This kid is too lazy to work, and now he's gone..."

He cursed for a while, then ordered:

"You guys take the tools to fix it, you, you go to the cargo hold to find the lazy guy, and pick him up for me no matter who he is on."

Three people went to repair the leaks in the fuel tank, one went to the cargo hold, and there were four people left in the cockpit.

The leak in the fuel tank is indeed not very serious, and it only takes a few minutes to repair it.

The three of them cursed Leach, who was in trouble at work. They packed their toolboxes and turned around and walked out, but when they reached the door, they found that the hatch behind them didn’t know when they were locked tightly. They hurried. Look forward.

Through the isolation glass, it can be seen that the card swiping place outside is destroyed. A thin boy in cargo clothes disappeared in a panic at the far end of the corridor.

They were shocked and hurriedly turned on the communicator and reported what they had learned to the non-commissioned officer in the cockpit.

At the same time, the face of the crew member who was sent to the cargo hold appeared on the electronic screen. He yelled in a flustered expression: "Leach was knocked out and two cargoes escaped!"

The sergeant's face became gloomy, and he commanded: "Prepare to start the emergency program."

The emergency program is designed to prevent the cargo from escaping, that is, to release a high concentration of anesthetic gas in the entire ship range except the cockpit to ensure that all living creatures outside the cockpit fall into a coma state. It does not matter even if the crew is unconscious, the cockpit There is a large amount of adrenaline in it, which can wake up the crew who are also trapped outside the cabin after the cargo is guaranteed to be stunned.

He lifted a small glass cover on the control board and pressed the bright red button on it.

In the next second, the non-commissioned officer felt his head dizzy and his vision began to blur. He realized something, and his expression was shocked: "Why, how could it be possible...!"

Before he could finish, the high-concentration anesthetic gas took effect instantly, and the four people in the cockpit fell to the ground one after another.

And the crew member who had just walked out of the cargo hold was dumbfounded.

He is ready to be numb, but after so long, why is he still awake?

Before he could understand it, he felt that he had received a merciless blow in the back of his head, and his eyes instantly went black.

I saw the tall crew member swayed, and the whole person fell to the ground, revealing the thin young boy who was completely covered by his figure just now.

Ge Xiu squinted his eyes. He stared at the crew's unconscious body, his dark eyes gleaming with pure excitement and joy.

He casually tossed and caught the screwdriver in his hand, and blew a soft whistle:

"Have a good dream."

Xiaoyi poked her head out of the corridor not far away tremblingly, and after confirming that there was no danger, he walked out cautiously:

"Um... him, is he fainted?"

Ge Xiu skipped over from the unconscious crew member, raised his eyebrows childishly, and pulled out a beautiful and sinful smile:

"Like a dead pig."

The author has something to say: Ge Xiu: My greatest strength is to hold grudges :-D