The Death Knell

Birdman was driven away. Peter wanted to find an accountant or business negotiator on the ship, not a talk show host or comedian.

He was already annoying enough with the mask on, he knew, so there was no need for a second chatty guy on the ship.

"Is this half of me?" He lay on the table and rubbed his head feebly: "Why do I feel like he wants to lie to me?"

"These bird people are actually not bad, they just love to joke." Little Rose shrugged. She sat sideways on the table, took out a cigarette and smoked it herself. Her wavy blond hair was thrown behind her back: "It is said that they are all imitating Death Knell, because Goddess Ou Shutu said that Death Knell has a sense of humor and she liked it, so these birdmen began to study various jokes that they were not good at."

In fact, this Guda Gugu's strength is not bad, and he is more than enough to apply for a job as a security guard on the ship, but he makes jokes regardless of the occasion?

The reason why Deathstroke can joke at any time is because he has strength as a guarantee. Without his strength, he would still have to learn from him to tell cold jokes. It is normal not to be treated well.

The Birdman clan is quite sad. As the Ancient God Scroll clan, anything O Shutu says is an oracle to them, and it is a goal that needs to be achieved. Even if they are broken into pieces, they have to complete the task. This is what a god creates and The price of teaching.

"He doesn't seem to be suitable for our ship. Let's go next." Peter sighed. Since they didn't deliberately lie to him, there was nothing to pursue. He waved to the many aliens who had started lining up at the door: "Next person!"

The next person who walked through the door looked much more normal. She looked like a petite and exquisite beauty. Except for her skin color being pink, she was almost human-like.

This special skin color makes her look very girly, and she is the type that any handsome man will like. Especially when she wears a beautiful long skirt, she has an outstanding temperament.

This alien took the initiative to say hello after entering the door, and then began to introduce himself with a smile, such as his name, where his home planet is, how long he has been working, and what his abilities are.

It was an all-too-common interview process, but this time she was no longer an acquaintance of Little Rose. The information in the hands of Ms. Governor only had basic entry and exit records for her.

This is normal. There are hundreds of thousands of people entering and exiting Contracia every day. How is it possible for everyone to do this? Without special skills or background worthy of Deathstroke's attention, the adjutant couldn't be bothered to waste this computing power.

"You said that your super power is... like a shadow, I don't understand." Peter scratched his head through the hood and asked doubtfully: "Can you explain it? Is it an ability used for stealth investigation? It's like Hand ninjas using shadows like that?"

I don’t know if it’s a problem with the cosmic translator, but it’s still a little difficult for Xiao Chong to understand the words of aliens, but this is right, this is how it feels like a space adventure!

"Hehe! I don't know what the Hand is, but I can show you what I'm capable of, Captain."

The pink-skinned beautiful alien stood up, walked swayingly to Peter, and then sat down next to him, hugged his arm, and rested her head on his shoulder. The fragrant wind blew hot air into the boy's ears.

The innocent Peter had never seen such a scene. Even though he was still wearing a mask, his defense was broken. He shivered immediately, as if he had been burned by a woman's body, and immediately moved away:

"No, don't you want to show off your abilities? Why are you so close to me all of a sudden and blowing into my ear? Why are you so used to Deadpool?"

"This is my ability, Captain, don't you like it?" The pink-skinned alien winked, and stretched out his long legs wearing stockings to try to lure Peter back: "I only want half of the profit, and an independent room. , it’s just free meals every day. After boarding the ship, I can help you do a lot of things~~~"

"Ah? Is this your shadow?" Peter's eyes and mouth were wide open, and his face under the mask was as red as a monkey's butt. This was still too exciting for him.

Although his good friend Deadpool always said that he would take him to nightclubs to meet the world and have sex with poor girls for a few dollars a night, but the innocent Peter had never been there. He felt that his first time should be serious no matter what. Treat it, otherwise you will be irresponsible for yourself.

With great ability comes great responsibility.

Realizing that the young human captain didn't understand at all, the beautiful alien glanced at the governor and nodded naturally: "Yes, I follow you like a shadow and have close contact all the time. My main priority is to be a companion."

The boy stood stunned on the spot. Seeing this situation, Little Rose, who was snickering at the side, still spoke. She patted Peter on the head and said:

"I understand, this lady is a licensed 'companion'. Some spaceships cannot jump continuously and need to travel long distances. The crew members will need all kinds of comfort when they are on the ship, from physical to psychological. Peter, you understand?"

This is indeed a high-level profession, and it is not just as simple as a prostitute on a ship, so Little Rose went on to explain in detail.

There is a planet in the distant NN89 nebula. There is a peaceful and xenophilic multi-racial civilization there. They have established the Academy of Cosmic Companions. The entire civilization can thrive in the universe because of their good dancing skills.

There is a very high threshold for becoming a companion. Music, dance, appraisal, diplomacy, trade, history, and medicine are all required courses. Some companions can even work part-time as navigators and combatants, but most of them The captain couldn't bear to let the delicate girls fight.

Therefore, in the civilization mentioned before, the solution to problems encountered was to use diplomacy to influence people and activate the corresponding connections that can solve the problems.

How many people can withstand the constant begging of their former sweetheart? They have really won over a lot of strong people through this method, which is enough to at least deal with regular problems.

Serious chaperones with certificates can chat with anyone and can also collect intelligence. Little Rose supports Peter in bringing this woman on board, at least it is more useful than the previous birdman.

"No, no, no, I don't want to understand." Xiaochong covered his ears, as if he felt that he had fallen just by hearing this.

But in his heart, two villains suddenly appeared, an angel and a demon, both whispering in his ears, causing heaven and man to fight in the boy's mind.

"You passed, I said so." Little Rose on the side suddenly received a pop-up notification from the adjutant. Deathstroke said that he would arrange for this woman to board Peter's ship, so she decided happily. She pressed the button in front of her The projection moved in the direction of the woman: "Go to this location and board the ship directly. If you have any luggage, I will send someone to help you carry it."

"Thank you, Mr. Governor, you are so kind. I love you." The pink alien also gave Little Rose a wink. Obviously, she has a wide range of choices for customers: "I think I will have a beautiful and happy life with humans." future, hehe."

Little Rose was well-informed and waved her hand to indicate that she could get out. As for what kind of prank Deathstroke was planning to play, she was not curious at all because she was used to it.