The Legendary Mechanic

Somewhere in the Sea of ​​Stars, a large starship is slowly sailing through the universe.

In the beautifully decorated captain’s room, Carlozzo was lazily leaning on the soft and comfortable captain’s chair, his legs overlapped on the table, one arm slanted on the armrest, carrying a bottle of expensive craft spirits, Let his inertia sway, with a thick cigar in his mouth, burning with cyan smoke, and a virtual screen floating in front of him, playing entertainment programs.

Carlozzo has a rough brown skin, like the skin of a lizard. His facial features are similar to those of a human, but his eyes are quite separated and his lower jaw is protruding, similar to a half-orc. In addition, one of his eyes is blind, and there are dark holes. It was exposed like this, like the scar left by the energy gun, adding a fierce aura.

The appearance looks very rough, but his dress is a noble-style dress with exquisite workmanship, which seems to have been ironed carefully without many wrinkles. He wears an aristocratic little round hat on his head, covering the sparse and messy things. Yellow hair, only a few strands of hair hanging down from the seam of the cap, the contrast is strong.

Most of the population trade is linked to the interstellar black market, but it has an independent ecology and forms a secret trade chain. Because this business is not suitable for seeing the light, all demographic sellers of a certain size seldom act in the name of an organization. They usually give themselves a code to make friends with customers in their own name, forming a trading network with the identity of the road as the link. .

And Carlozzo is a big seller with a good reputation in the population black market, nicknamed "Lord". He has been in the business for many years and has excellent performance. The business even spans several star clusters. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a population trading giant in the Sea of ​​Stars. .

"Goooo..."

Carlozzo took a sip of wine, and the bright red wine came out of his lips and slid along his chin. He ignored the jokes of his subordinates from the cabin outside, and increased the volume of the virtual screen while swallowing clouds and fog, and I kept changing channels with gestures, scanning through one show after another with boredom.

At this moment, an encrypted communication interface popped up on the virtual screen, and a number labeled "Buyer No. 178" was called.

Carlozzo flashed his eyes, paused the show, and answered the communication.

A dark figure with no specific appearance appeared on the screen, reporting a string of coded numbers, and Carlozzo also replied with a string of numbers. After a few cuts, they confirmed that each other's identities were OK.

After the secret code, the buyer No. 178 is straightforward:

"Lord, did you get the item I ordered last time?"

Carlozzo took out a notebook and flipped through it, and said, "Sorry, we haven't got it yet."

"How long has it been? It's just a group of silver spirits. Your efficiency was not so slow before. My host is already impatient." Buyer No. 178 was dissatisfied.

Carlozzo shook his head, "The environment is different now. As you know, because of the war, the entire universe has been under martial law in the past two or three years. A large number of clans have taken refuge in the Central Xinghai. Our business has dropped by percent. Ninety, now it’s not as easy to get goods as before."

The black market of population hidden under the deep ocean of interstellar society has been prosperous for a long time, but with the outbreak of the World Tree War, this industry has plunged into a cold winter.

Generally speaking, war should be able to promote population trade, but the current war has not broken out on the mainland. In order to prepare for the war, the three major civilizations imposed high-pressure control on each star region. A large number of people took refuge and the circulation of interstellar citizens plummeted, which is tantamount to cutting off. Has been the source of many human traffickers.

Most of the arrests by human traffickers are ordinary interstellar citizens, usually solitary interstellar travelers, or swindling and kidnapping tourists, or directly buying prisoners from star thieves. They rarely attack road ships at will. It is even more impossible to land on a civilized colonial planet and wantonly arrest people. They do not have such armed forces.

Due to the control of the three major civilizations, Carlozzo hasn't opened a "restock" for a long time, and now this business is becoming more and more difficult.

"Although I can't get Silver Spirits here, there are other goods. Would you like to see the list?" Carlozzo asked.

"Forget it, let me find another house."

Buyer No. 178 went offline.

Carlozzo curled his lips in disbelief.

The deal fell through, but he didn't feel sorry at all.

Because of the war, Carlozzo has made up his mind and no longer purchases goods. He just wants to wash his hands after emptying the stock, instead of doing this.

As for whether he can safely leave the field, Carlozzo is not worried.

Population sellers who have been operating for a long time have a set of survival rules, pay attention to identity confidentiality, most of the time they only do regular customer business, and maintain good contacts with some armed organizations, and even some powerful customers can provide them with convenience, so they are on the road. It's so mixed...As long as you keep a low profile, don't expose them, and don't provoke big shots, then no one will care about them, and you can leave the market after making a fortune, which is actually very safe.

Carlozzo turned off the communication interface, continued to switch channels, and randomly swiped through the programs one by one, but his mind was not on it, immersed in the excitement of looking forward to the future.

"I will be able to retire after this batch of inventory is cleared..."

Carlozzo was in a good mood.

The money he earned over the years is enough for him to live a few lives. As long as he successfully retire and land ashore, he can change his face and enjoy life with the accumulated wealth. There are too many such examples in this industry, it can be said that it is the dream of every demographic seller, and it is also the goal of Carlozzo.

The thought that after so many years of fatigue, the good life finally beckoned to himself, Carlozzo couldn't help but feel excited.

But at this moment, he conveniently switched to a news station, which was broadcasting the footage of the conference held by Black Star.

Carlozzo also paid attention to the invitation letter incident not long ago, and couldn't help but stop unexpectedly.

Soon, his eyes opened wider and wider, and his body trembled involuntarily, his face was gradually covered with a strong panic, the cold breath penetrated his bone marrow, and his cold sweat was chilling.

Watching the countless great forces in the screen respond to Han Xiao's call, at this moment, Carlozzo panicked, his mind was blank, and he unconsciously appeared a sentence he had sneered at...

Come out, always pay back!

Crackling--

Many of the men who were yelling and playing cards in the cabin suddenly heard the frequent sound of throwing things from the captain's room. By listening to the movement, everyone could almost imagine the hysterical appearance, as if they were trapped in despair.

...

Endless Nebula, a certain interstellar free city.

A luxurious mansion villa is located in a pleasant scenic area, surrounded by green forests and surrounded by clear lakes. There is such a special area in the highly artificially transformed interstellar city. It is obvious that the people living here are very powerful. .

In a very spacious living room, a man in a nightgown is sitting on the sofa. On the ground beside him are several female creatures of elf blood. The head is low, the lower jaw is against the ground, the neck is tied with a collar and a leash. Tied to the side column, like a pet being kept.

In front of a few people is a huge virtual screen, which is playing a program. The man is eating breakfast while looking up at the screen. From time to time, he uses his fingertips to stroke the purple bruised back arched by the elf female next to him, like It's just petting pets.

This elven woman shrank subconsciously, but her eyes were stagnant, without any fluctuations. She looked at the virtual screen in front of her blankly, like a walking corpse whose soul had been taken away.

At this moment, the man in the nightgown changed channels and saw the news recording of the Black Star Conference.

After watching for a while, he sneered, his face full of disapproval:

"This Black Star, he has a lot of farts all day long, and when he is idle, he should go to fight foreign enemies. That is his duty. It is his duty to worry about the population trade. Can he control it? I really think he is Interstellar. Social leader? Bah, what the hell."

As the voice fell, the bodies of the elven women lying on the ground trembled suddenly, and their dead eyes suddenly recovered a little.

Since being caught by human traffickers and treated as a slave trade, their lives have only been left with deep darkness, as if they could not see any hopeless stagnant water, thinking that it would be the same for the rest of their lives.

But at this moment, the black star was like a piercing light that pierced the darkness, suddenly shooting into their desperate hearts, tingling their numb hearts, and awakening their broken personality.

Several people looked up at the black star on the screen in a daze, and couldn't help but hope.

Will someone really come to save us...

But at this moment, the man in the nightgown noticed the eyes of several pets, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Huh? What are your eyes?"

As he said, the man in the nightgown glanced at the black star on the screen again, suddenly a burst of anger surged, picked up a charged short whip from the side, and threw a crackle.

"It seems that I haven't trained you enough, do you still want to escape? Why, after reading a news, I thought that black star could save you? Go on, stare at him and see if he can now Save you."

Several elven women stiffened in fright. They shuddered on the ground, but did not dare to avoid, let alone beg for mercy. Without the permission of a man, these "pets" would only incur even more tragic torture.

The man in the nightgown looked gloomy, and he raised his whip and wanted to hit him.

But at this moment, the door of the mansion burst open!

Bang! !

Fragments splashed, and the walls were dusty.

The man in the nightgown was taken aback, turned his head and looked around, only to see a group of people walking in, wearing a familiar uniform, but it was the security patrol of this interstellar city.

Seeing the person clearly, the man in the nightgown immediately relaxed, and then became very angry, and roared:

"What are you doing?! Breaking into my house without permission, looking for death?!"

The security team leader came out, displayed an electronic arrest order, and said coldly: "Your Excellency Anhuso, we have received a reliable report that you have violated the law by keeping an interstellar citizen as a pet. Please come with us."

The man in the nightgown widened his eyes with a look of disbelief, and pointed at himself in surprise, "Just because of this little incident? Do you know who I am?"

"You violated the interstellar general law's prohibition on population trade." The security team leader was expressionless.

"Catch me, can you bear this responsibility? Go back and ask you the lord of this free planet, does his planetary franchise do not want it?"

The man in the nightgown only thinks it is ridiculous, and laughs at him.

Given his background, this charge is a joke. How many interstellar species he has kept as pets, no one has ever dared to hold him accountable for this charge.

He didn't expect that such a low-level security police officer would dare to challenge himself. A small person with such an identity would normally not even be qualified to speak to him.

"Please cooperate with our law enforcement." The security team leader frowned.

"What is your security officer's number? Believe it or not, I'll take off your clothes tomorrow?!" The man in the nightgown laughed angrily, stepped forward, grabbed the captain's clothes with his hands, and looked down at his nameplate. Number.

The security team leader was not polite, pushed the man in the nightgown away, and said solemnly: "If you continue to resist arrest, we will resort to violence."

The man in the nightgown was pushed and staggered, his eyes widened in disbelief, as if he didn't expect the man in front of him to dare to act on him.

His expression was so gloomy, he picked up the communicator from the table, dialed the number of the lord of the planet city, reached out and clicked on the security team leader, and said angrily: "Okay, wait for me, let me see who is today. Can take me away!"

Soon, the communication was connected.

"Oh, isn't this Lord Anhusuo, why are you looking for me suddenly?" The figure of the planet lord appeared on the screen, with a polite smile on his face.

The man in the nightgown immediately cast his anger on the planet lord, and sneered: "Okay, your people are now capable, dare to break into my house, want to take me away, even dare to do it, you will not give me today A satisfactory answer, your planetary management franchise will be voided!"

"Oh, why are you so angry, what's going on?" The planet lord was surprised.

"Oh, ask your people."

The man in the nightgown plugged the communicator directly to the security team leader, took two steps back, and looked good at the show.

The security team leader was awe-inspiring, picked up the communicator, reported the situation just now, and showed a few elven women.

After hearing this, the planet lord said lightly:

"It turned out to be like this... the security team leader, what is your name?"

"Bell." The security team leader replied calmly.

"Is the tip reliable?"

"Personal evidence exists."

Hearing this, the planet lord nodded and slowly said:

"Then what are you waiting for? Capture this guy. If he refuses to arrest, don't bring it back. Kill it on the spot."

When the voice fell, the man in the nightgown was immediately stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Shouldn't the normal situation be to order these security officers to retreat and then expel these people to calm his anger? It was the same before. Why is it different today?

"What do you mean?" The man in the nightgown was stunned.

The planet lord shrugged, "I should be very accurate. If you violate the law, you will naturally be arrested."

"... Are you crazy?" The man in the nightgown widened his eyes. "You forgot who I am?"

"I know you have a very big background..." The planet lord suddenly changed his conversation and stopped pretending, and his tone sank, "But so what, it is the will of Black Star to not allow population trade, we Working for Black Star, what do you think you are?"

"you……"

The man in the nightgown was dumbfounded, shaking all over.

Not fear, but uncontrollable anger.

Since his birth, no one has dared to talk to him like this!

However, before he was furious, Bell suddenly drew out his gun and pulled the trigger apart from anything else.

Bang!

A flash of laser light flashed, the head of the man in the nightgown burst into pieces, and the burnt flesh and blood spilled all over the floor.

The headless corpse seemed to be stunned on the spot, and it slammed to the ground after shaking it twice. There was no dead nerve, and it was still causing the body to twitch slightly.

Upon seeing this, the planet lord smiled inexplicably.

If there is no secret instruction from him, where will the security team act boldly.

"This person has repeatedly resisted arrest, and our team received an order from the superior to be allowed to kill on the spot!"

Bell put away the gun with a cold face, glanced at the headless body, and contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Bah, scum."

...

Several days have passed since countless forces expressed their stance at the conference held by Black Star, and the chain reaction caused by this conference has begun to appear.

Most of the resources of the interstellar society were almost mobilized by Han Xiao, and the forces of the various star regions followed the consensus of the meeting and began to clean up the population trade in the territory.

The Super A Grade Association controls the interstellar black market, starting directly from the core, pulling out the population trade channels, uprooting them, and achieving great results.

Not only the participating forces, other forces that were not present also joined in to participate in the grand event.

They are not all taking care of Han Xiao's face, but seeing so many big forces responding. Some small forces try to use the opportunity of jointly cracking down on population trade to get online with large local forces. There is a reason for contact.

The removal of human trade across the universe is in full swing. With the cooperation of a large number of forces, batches of slaves have been rescued, groups of human traffickers have been shot to death, buyers have been arrested, and population sellers who have retired ashore have also been arrested The intelligence department traced the true identity through the connection of the black market and pursued it again.

It is rare to see the grand occasion of cooperation between so many forces, like an efficient machine, and the efficiency of each day has made countless interstellar citizens marvel at the terrifying appeal of Black Star.

Relevant information naturally also spread to the ears of many natural disaster graders in the training base.

Training base, dormitory lounge.

The virtual screen broadcasts the results of the regional crackdown on population trade, and Qiaotina stares at the screen, her eyes are colorful.

"You actually have the same dream as me..."

Jiaotina clenched her fists, her excitement was overwhelming.

As the son and daughter of the ancestor of the beast, she hated the human trade. It was her dream to end the human trade in the universe, and she never told anyone.

But she didn't expect that Black Star had the same thoughts as her, like-minded!

The difference is that for me, this is just a distant dream, but for Black Star, this is a goal within reach.

"Black Star... we really are destined partners!"

Jiaotina breathed heavily and her heart fluctuated. At this moment, she just wanted to give Black Star a nest of monkeys.

For decades, her admiration for Han Xiao has been consistent, and now it is even stronger.

Rumors have been saying that Black Star and Dragon Constellation are a couple, but so what, I will not give up!

What if Dragon Seat is Transcendent A Grade? When I work hard to reach this level, I will be able to compete on an equal footing with you!

Incomparable fighting spirit ignited in Jiaotina's eyes, as dazzling as a star burst.

"Black Star, wait for me! Dragon Constellation is not worthy of you, I will definitely **** you from her!"