Star Master

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The first night of Rackham Star passed by in the broken house of Sima, a poor boy.

The torturous pirates and men who were dead and alive for a few days were a little tired, and they lay in a crooked room and fell asleep quickly.

The next morning was slightly bright, the misty sky pulled down the garbage hills of Combe, and the foraging beasts returned to their caves to rest and wait for the night to come again.

The residents of the garbage star who have rested all night have already got up early. The insects that get up early have birds to eat, so they can pick up good garbage early.

Half an hour after the garbage ship dumps the garbage is the prime time to pick up the garbage. Good things are picked up by others after they go late. The staff of the garbage station have always kept their eyes closed on this kind of behavior.

Sima got up early in the morning, put on a self-made mechanical protective suit and carried a large backpack to go out to work. Unexpectedly, when he came out of the house, he saw Mo Ye sitting quietly outside the door.

"I don't go to bed early in the morning. What's wrong with sitting outside the door? Is something wrong?" Sima mumbled and walked away. She also looked back at Mo Ye, scratching her head, wondering.

Of course Mo Ye is not in a daze but is meditating. Although the garbage star is in a harsh environment, the richness of magic elements is still acceptable, and does not affect Mo Ye's meditation.

When Mo Ye ended her meditation and opened her eyes, Sima had not returned, and the others were already awake.

Mo Ye got up and walked into the house and glanced at the crowd of pirates who were having breakfast. After a while, he said lightly, "You can leave"

Chris and the pirates were stunned. What does it mean?

Before arriving at Lakham, Mo Ye had already made a decision. She hadn’t planned to keep the pirates from following since the beginning. The secret thing of finding the core device of planetary power could not let them know. It’s useless to leave them at risk, it’s better to let them leave.

Mo Ye took out several Mageweave communicators from the space ring and handed them to Chris. "This is a communication device used by our team members. You can come back to the base of Chaos Starry with us, or do whatever you want to do. Yes, this time is random"

So free?

"Aren't you afraid of leaking your news or leaving after we left?" When Green asked this sentence, the pirates really wanted to slap him.

Having such a teammate is really painful.

Mo Ye unknown to the pirates, "You do not want to detoxify?"

"miss you"

"That's not enough." Mo Ye waved his hand and threw a medicine bottle. "You can leave free activities, but you will need antidote every once in a while. I will give you the antidote at that time.

This staged poison is really not made by Mo Ye. It is a wonderful flower poisoned by Professor Lakov during the experiment. It is not life-threatening, but it will continue to present with stroke and epilepsy symptoms and heart pain.

Mo Ye took a few bottles at hand, but it came in handy unexpectedly.

At this time, the pirates also understood that co-authoring was to release them.

This is too reassuring!

Chris nodded and said, "I understand, I'll listen to the call at any time." After that, he took the pirate men decisively away.

After being a pirate for so many years, Chris has long been accustomed to freedom, so that's fine. He also needs to plan and find Carlos to settle the accounts.

As for what Mo Ye three people want to do while staying on the junk star, he doesn't want to know at all, and he is also awesome to master the space teleport from the chaotic star field to the Star Alliance.

The brain hole is wide open, the brain supplement activity of the pirates can't stop at all,

As for the purpose of Mo Ye three people to come to the garbage star, Chris does not intend to inquire, there is a hunch that he will be scared to death.

It's better to leave as soon as possible.

When Sima returned home, the house was empty, and the strong bandits and men had left, leaving only three Mo Ye.

"What did you pack with your big back early in the morning?"

"Of course it's a good thing"

Simma put down his big backpack and said, "Three garbage ships are here today. This kind of newly unwashed garbage is most likely to find good goods. I won't find good things without taking the time."

Xiao Qi scanned the contents of the backpack, "Master, this kid has a very good vision, all mechanical parts and electronic components that can be reused"

Xiaoqi's scanning light wave fell on the mechanical protective clothing. "The mechanical skeleton he wore is also very interesting. It seems to be handmade. The workmanship is rough, but the design concept is very novel, and the use of mechanical structures and materials is also very creative."

Mo Ye's eyes fell on the mechanical skeleton removed by Simma, and it seemed that the metal pieces and metal sticks were randomly combined.

"Master, this thing can be regarded as an extremely simple mecha, which can increase the strength and speed of the wearer, but the strength and responsiveness are not enough, and the combat application value is not high. It is more suitable for ordinary people to wear to increase the work intensity."

It turned out that it was no wonder that this kid looked like a yellow-faced, lean, and malnourished, but was able to walk vigorously while carrying a large bag of metal trash.

Seeing Mo Ye looking at his mechanical protective suit, Sima pulled the mechanical protective suit behind him and said, "Why, this can't be disturbed." His life can only depend on this thing, and the parts are not easy to find. It's not easy to fix it if it's broken. Yesterday, I was cut by a red-eyed mouse and cut off a line.

"Those bandits, shouldn't you be kidnapped here and be thrown away?" Sima was just slapped by Luo sister and sat on the ground, with birds all around in circles.

No wonder he has this doubt, killing the red-eyed mouse last night, the three of Mo Ye haven't shot all the way, all are pirates and men are attacking, Kris they also look like bandits, and the three of Mo Ye are completely indecent The young master of the world.

This strange combination says that the kidnappers and the meat ticket are not at odds.

"I was told that I don't need to hit someone." Sima got up and mumbled and poured out the contents of her backpack. They were sorted out one by one. "Today I picked up a shuttle. If I repair it, I can exchange it. For a month of food, the three of you are better to pick up garbage yourself tomorrow morning. I can’t afford to feed you poorly.”

After he said this, he saw Mo Ye took out the cutlery and food from the space ring, sat on the only table in the middle of the house that was transformed from the roof of an abandoned car, and began to eat breakfast.

This breakfast is not very rich, Mo Ye took some of the previously cooked day and pickled pickles, milk-flavored buns and scallion scrolls, typical of the earth Chinese early breakfast style.

But for Sima, who grew up in the slums, it was a delicacy that he had never seen before. He had never eaten rice when he was so grown, and the bread-like hard food was the best thing he had eaten. There are also expired liquid foods, as long as they eat undead, they are delicious.

The evil gap between the rich and the poor, just looking at what you want to eat.

Luo Meizi bulging his cheeks "We don't need you to raise"

Mo Ye looked sideways to Simma who covered her belly with one hand and wiped her saliva with a hand, and asked lazily, "Don't you eat?"

Hey, with his own serving, Sima swallowed her saliva, "Can I eat?"

After seeing Mo Ye nodding, an arrow rushed forward to eat a white and soft bun, and then he couldn't stop.

Mo Ye raised his eyebrows, and his appetite was great.

Luo Yuning and 11 feel that they are not good food in front of Simma. Nima, this is the real big eater. There is a black hole in the wall of the stomach of this goods. Probably only bricks can match it.

"Three hundred buns, two hundred and forty scrolls, one hundred and eighty-six bowls of white porridge, fifty plates of pickles, sixty-eight fruits, one hundred glasses of juice"

Sima, who had eaten to support the past, touched her stomach with satisfaction, and felt that it was worth it even if she died at this time, but heard a cold voice quietly emerged, and her face gradually turned green, then turned white, and finally turned green again.

In my heart, I started to count how much the food was worth, and how much garbage I had to pick up before I could pay it off. I finally concluded that it was still unclear to pick up garbage for a lifetime.

It's awful, this is a trap, it must be intentional, is this actually a conspiracy, Sima wiped her face, feeling the stomach began to tingle.

Mo Ye looked at Simma's face as if he were constantly changing with the palette. The fluctuation of mental power was a short-wave sharp change. When he wanted to say something, he heard the sound of the door being kicked outside.

"Sima, get out quickly"

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There is another chapter later (^o^)

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