Colonial Suit

"Attention all service personnel, the Ghost will arrive at Planet T26 in thirty minutes. Please return to your stations. I repeat, return to your stations."

A soft electronic voice echoed in the black shuttle. People bustled about.

In the treatment room, the awakening sequence initiated. Crowley opened his eyes. As he did, the treatment pod containing him hissed open automatically. A large amount of nutrient fluid mixed with shredded flesh flowed out. The treatment room was immediately filled with a pungent odor.

Crowley swayed, stepping out of the treatment pod naked. He first glanced at the surrounding attendants, then flexed his left arm.

The mechanical left arm emitted a slight hum, rotating nimbly a few times.

"Looks like I've lost another arm," Crowley said calmly, as if it were a trivial matter.

"Yes, sir. Your injuries were too severe, and your left arm was injected with a radiation source. We had to amputate it," a physician hastily replied, his face somewhat anxious.

"Don't worry, I'm not blaming you," Crowley said casually. His stern face twitched slightly, as if attempting a smile.

"I just think this left arm looks ugly. You didn't even do the basic regeneration treatment."

"Sir, regeneration treatment will be performed immediately upon arrival at Planet T26. The shuttle's equipment is insufficient."

"Mm. I know," Crowley responded faintly, then closed his eyes and sensed for a moment. "My injuries were severe. It's already impressive that you could repair me to this extent. Well done."

"Thank you for your praise, sir," several physicians replied simultaneously, a hint of joy on their faces.

Everyone knew that Lord Crowley was aloof and rarely praised anyone. To receive Lord Crowley's praise was truly an honor. The physicians felt invigorated.

Crowley, however, paid no attention to their thoughts. After moving around for a while, he asked, "How are my escorts?"

"Sir…" Hearing Crowley mention this, all the physicians' faces changed. One of them was silent for a moment before summoning the courage to speak.

"I am very sorry, sir, your battle this time was too intense. Only five of them accompanied you back. And… only two will survive."

"Is that so?" Crowley's face twitched. "That's a shame. They should be alright, shouldn't they?"

"They have already received treatment, but their injuries are severe. Even if they recover, they will be left with disabilities."

"That's not a problem. I will give them new limbs," Crowley shook his head. "Once they wake up, have them come to me. To be able to experience this battle and survive, they are outstanding. I will assign them new positions, and I will also recruit new escorts upon arrival at T26."

"Yes, sir," all the physicians revealed envious expressions. They all knew that these two escorts were set for success. It was obvious that Lord Crowley intended to reuse them, making them the new escort captains. And this position was always held only by confidants.

With that matter settled, the physicians automatically excused themselves. Immediately afterwards, a group of scantily clad maids walked in. They were wearing only thin pieces of cloth, barely providing any cover, their flesh glistening and breasts swaying as they walked, exuding extreme provocation. These maids walked to the naked Crowley, two of them embracing him from the left and right, silently beginning to writhe.

The maids' breasts shifted into various shapes against Crowley's powerful body. Crowley, however, remained expressionless. But his hands unceremoniously kneaded the maids' buttocks, causing them to moan softly.

The other maids were used to this sight and found two metal boxes, opening them to reveal brand new combat suits.

Crowley enjoyed it for a while, then slapped the buttocks of the two maids. They immediately stood up with resentful expressions and began to dress him…

The shuttle flew at high speed through space, and the light of Planet T26 gradually appeared on the star chart.

Thirty minutes later, the Ghost arrived at Planet T26 on time and began to enter the spaceport under the guidance of the guiding beam.

Speaking of which, the pirate's spaceport was even larger than the mercenary's spaceport. It also adopted a suspended design with sky bridges connecting them. The biggest advantage of this design was that it could dock large spaceships without affecting the planet's normal operation. The disadvantage was that it was more expensive. So from this, it could be seen that the Pirate Alliance also had the ambition to dominate Planet T26.

The shuttle landed smoothly. A slight tremor was felt after a while. At the same time, the internal gravity conversion began, canceling the self-generated gravity and accepting the spaceport's gravity environment. The valves opened one after another, emitting successive hissing sounds.

The hatch slowly opened, and Crowley stood at the door, chest out and head held high.

At this time, he had regained the majesty of a Meteor-class warrior, at least from the outside, it was impossible to tell that he was injured.

On the dock in front of him, two teams of pirate warriors were already neatly arranged, waiting for him respectfully. A female pirate wearing heavy armor stood at the front, bowing to him.

"Welcome, Lord Crowley, to Planet T26."

"Mm," Crowley nodded noncommittally, feeling a little pleased in his heart. In fact, pirates and space mercenaries were also very loosely organized groups. It was rare to have such a grand welcome scene. So seeing the local pirates so carefully prepared, Crowley felt a rare hint of smugness in his heart.

However, he maintained a cold exterior, only waving his hand as a return greeting to the pirate warriors. Then, he walked towards the female pirate first.

The female pirate lowered her head, looking very respectful. Crowley stopped in front of her.

"Raise your head."

"Yes, Lord Crowley."

The female pirate obediently raised her head. Immediately, a head of silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Crowley's eyes lit up.

This female pirate was too beautiful. Not only was her face slender and her nose straight, possessing a sculptural beauty, but more importantly, she also possessed a special temperament, as noble as royalty. Even Crowley, who was accustomed to seeing beauties, was shocked, and a rare look of emotion appeared on his face.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Chicostiva," the female pirate answered respectfully. Her voice was very beautiful, making it unforgettable.

Crowley's face muscles twitched, revealing an awkward smile. "Chicostiva, that's a good name."

"Thank you for your praise, sir," the female pirate lowered her head again. "We have already arranged accommodation for you and prepared a sumptuous dinner. Would you like to partake now?"

"Hmm…" Hearing this question, Crowley pondered for a moment. In fact, what he needed more was treatment, but he was unwilling to reveal his weakness in front of a beauty, so he glanced at the followers behind him.

The follower immediately understood, stepped forward, and said,

"Our lord needs to rest. Food can be delivered to the room. But because our lord has just been through a battle, our shuttle is severely damaged and needs to be repaired immediately. There are also many wounded on board who need treatment."

"That's not a problem, I've already arranged it," the female pirate said softly, then gave Crowley a respectful salute. "I'm sorry, sir. We need your authorization."

"Permission to board the ship," Crowley said faintly.

He was now increasingly appreciative of this female pirate, especially since this female pirate was very well-mannered. Generally speaking, shuttles were personal property. It was strictly forbidden to board the ship without the owner's authorization. The female pirate's actions were undoubtedly a sign of respect. Coupled with her docile appearance, Crowley felt very comfortable.

Although he looked cold on the outside, Crowley was actually a man who loved beauty very much. This was very famous in the Pirate Alliance. Every year, people were specially assigned to search for beauties from various planets for him to enjoy.

However, Crowley did not like to force things. He only liked to conquer, conquering both the person and the heart.

The female pirate in front of him undoubtedly aroused Crowley's desire to conquer.

Having obtained Crowley's authorization, some service personnel boarded the Ghost and began to carry out comprehensive repairs. Because it had experienced a battle, the Ghost's damage was very serious, and many armors had been completely scrapped. New armor had to be replaced. This made the repair work more time-consuming.

At the same time, the crew members on the shuttle began to walk down the gangway one after another. After a long journey, they looked a little tired, but their spirits were good.

The female pirate was well prepared, and several speeders were waiting nearby to send the crew members to their arranged accommodations.

Crowley watched these orderly proceedings with satisfaction, and his appreciation for the female pirate increased a lot.

In fact, as a Meteor-class powerhouse, he didn't need to wait here in the first place. But in order to spend more time with the female pirate, he showed no anxiety at all. He even temporarily put aside treatment. The female pirate was also very well-behaved, directing the pirates present while respectfully speaking to Crowley.

"Sir, in order to welcome your arrival, we have also prepared some gifts. I believe you will like them."

"Oh?" Crowley was a little surprised. "What are they?"

"You'll know when you see them. These are very special gifts. We spent a lot of effort to get them."

As she spoke, two pirates carried a large iron box over. Judging from their strenuous movements, the iron box was very heavy. If they were not wearing armor, they probably wouldn't be able to lift it.

Looking at their difficult appearance, Crowley became interested. But his face remained expressionless.

But when the box was opened, his face finally changed.

Inside the iron box was actually a large alloy cage. A pitch-black panther was lying in it. Seeing the iron box suddenly open, it vigilantly got up and let out a threatening growl from its throat.

"Nether Panther!? It's actually a Nether Panther!?" Even with Crowley's composure, he couldn't help but reveal a look of excitement at this moment.

"Yes, sir. I don't know if you are satisfied?" the female pirate said with a smile.

"Very satisfied, um… you did a good job," Crowley answered absentmindedly, all his attention drawn to the Nether Panther.

At this time, the female pirate was less than two meters away from him…