Star: Every enemy makes me stronger

Augustine nodded and asked:

"Which is the best hospital in the nearest star field?"

Ryan checked briefly and replied:

"It is a commercial hospital located in the first star field of Centaurus.

This hospital is a branch of a famous medical group in the central star field of the United Government."

"Okay, let's go there."

After that, the company employee in charge of operating the spacecraft asked curiously:

"Boss Augustine, don't we collect some corpses of alien creatures before leaving?"

Augustine was not in the mood at all now. He waved his hand and said:

"We won't collect them on this ship. Let the people on the other ship stay to collect them."

"Oh, I see."

"Wait a minute."

The crew just turned around and was stopped by Augustine again.

The crew member asked in confusion:

"Boss Ao, what else?"

Augustine glanced at Liu Cheng who was unconscious in the medical cabin, turned around and said to the crew member:

"Notify the other ship, don't forget to save the residents of the planet while collecting the bodies of alien creatures.

Your butcher boss will be happier if you do this."

The crew nodded and went to notify.

Afterwards, Augustine took Liu Cheng to the first star field of Centauri and sent him to the hospital for treatment.

...

Five days later.

United Government, a planet in a surrounding star field.

In a retro-style bar, many men were drinking in the bar.

Ninety percent of the guests in this bar are middle-aged men who have already married.

They are insulted by their bosses at work and scolded by their wives when they get home from work.

Seeing the children who came home with zero-point test papers, they were so angry, but they couldn't beat them.

If beating children was not illegal, these people would have beaten their children to death long ago.

This bar is also the only place where these men can vent their emotions at will.

"Old Renault, give me a glass of whiskey, the strongest kind!"

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After saying that, the old Renault, who was holding a cigar, opened a bottle of 95-degree medical alcohol.

He added it to the whiskey in front of the old customers.

This is called an alcohol bomb, and it is the feature of this bar.

Although it violates the food safety regulations of the coalition government, these old customers like it.

So no one reported it.

According to these people,

"These days, even alien creatures are attacking humans. Who the hell cares whether they drink whiskey or disinfectant from the hospital.

It's all about tasting good."

The man with a long middle-parted hairstyle picked up the glass, took a big sip, put it down, and made a refreshing sound.

"Ah! It feels good!"

After saying that, the man with a long middle-parted hairstyle did not forget to raise his glass to greet the boss and other customers behind the bar.

Seeing this, other customers at the bar also raised their glasses to signal this side.

They are all old alcoholics, often meet and chat in the bar, and know each other.

Soon, the video of a young male idol wearing a black sweater and suspenders dancing on the TV in the bar caused discomfort to everyone.

The man with a long middle part said dissatisfiedly:

"I say, old Renault, can we change the channel?

Is it interesting for us old men to watch a transvestite dancing?"

Old Renault pressed the remote control and said:

"Sorry, sorry, it must be my daughter who just started elementary school who changed the channel.

Little girls of their age like to watch these little black guys dance."

The channel changed to the news channel, which was broadcasting the news report program of this commercial TV station.

In the picture, the host stood on a large battleship, surrounded by interstellar mercenaries hired by this TV station.

Behind him, through the windows of the battleship, you can see the city scene turned into ruins.

The host asked:

"Bingbing, we are online now, can you tell us about your situation?"

The reporter's name is Bingbing, a young and beautiful woman.

She wore a light yellow long skirt, fluffy hair, and delicate makeup. She was the image of first love that many male viewers fantasized about.

The ability to make male viewers not know what was said after watching the news is also the ratings code of this commercial TV station.

Reporter Bingbing said:

"Okay host, we have arrived at the third star field of Centaurus under the escort of mercenaries.

As we all know, the third star field of Centaurus was broken through by the half-dead Leviathan more than ten days ago.

And dozens of planets inhabited by humans have been attacked by alien creatures.

I believe everyone has seen the situation of the city behind me.

Cities like this originally had hundreds of millions of people living here.

But now they have all been occupied by alien creatures and turned into ruins.

Even with the escort of dozens of mercenaries, we dare not land, and can only look at the situation of these cities from a distance."

Reporter Bingbing said, there was already a black mass flying towards the spaceship they were in in the picture.

The mercenaries on the side shouted:

"Alien creatures are flying towards us, retreat quickly!"

It has to be said that the effect of this live report is simply full.

Just after talking about alien creatures, so many alien creatures rushed towards their spaceship.

The signal was interrupted for a while.

The men in the bar immediately got angry.

"Damn it, I was watching it so intently, but the signal was gone?!"

Everyone lined up at the table and said angrily:

"We want to see alien creatures!

Pah, we want to see Bingbing!!"

"By the way, did the alien creatures catch up with them?

What happened to them?"

Everyone was curious.

Not only the men in the bar, but also the people in other star regions who were watching the show were very curious about the follow-up.

The director in the studio was so anxious that he said:

"Damn it, we finally caught up with such a high ratings this time, but there is no signal?!

Restore the communication for me quickly, otherwise the audience will all run away!"

The assistant beside him took a look at the background data on the computer and said happily:

"Director, not only did the audience not run away, but the ratings are even higher!"

The director was stunned when he heard this and asked:

"What's going on?"

The assistant said:

"Maybe everyone is curious about whether Bingbing and the others have shaken off the alien creatures. Anyway, there are constantly viewers entering the live broadcast room."

The director understood and nodded:

"Quick, the technical team quickly find a way!

No matter how long it takes, contact Bingbing and the others for me!"

Five minutes later, the picture was restored and the signal was connected again.

At this time, Bingbing and the others were no longer deep above the ruins of the city.

Looking at the background outside the window of their spaceship, they should have escaped into space.

Reporter Bingbing tidied her hair and continued to speak to the camera:

"Sorry, audience, we just got rid of the alien creatures and came to a safe place.

Now our report continues."

Hearing this, the audience couldn't help but leave a message:

"As expected of Bingbing, so brave, I really love her."

"Hello, get married."

"Do you mind remarriage? The kind of marrying two wives?"