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The six-eyed alien took Zhang Ming all the way to the bottom of the spacecraft. Once there, the pungent smell became even stronger. He opened the iron door, and the door shaft made an unpleasant creaking sound.

Behind the door is a small space similar to a train sleeper. There are four beds in total, and people are lying or sitting on three of them. As soon as the door is opened, several pairs of eyes look over.

The six-eyed alien pointed to the empty bed on the upper right and said, "You can sleep here."

Zhang Ming walked over, threw his bag on it, and touched the hard bed board. He couldn't believe that this kind of thing could be called a "bed". What was the difference between it and lying directly on the steel board.

But considering the unpleasant smell, perhaps this would be better than having a damp, stinking bed.

"...turn left after exiting the door, and you will find the toilet at the end. Remember to bring paper with you, or you can skip wiping. Meals are eaten every ten hours. There will be a broadcast reminder at that time. If you miss it, wait until the next meal time.

"Any more questions?" the six-eyed alien asked.

"No more." Zhang Ming said.

This time he was going to sneak into an unknown planet and save his friends who were in danger, not to enjoy a vacation. As long as he had a place to stay and enough food, it was enough.

The six-eyed alien nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly saw the blue-skinned alien child lying on the lower bunk, blinking his big eyes and his small lips were a little dry.

He took out a piece of candy from his pocket and handed it to the child's mother. The mother quickly said thank you.

It’s just a piece of candy. Isn’t it a little too exciting? Zhang Ming felt something was wrong.

The six-eyed alien touched the child's head, a rare smile appeared on his face, but the smile soon faded away. Before closing the door, he hesitated for a few seconds and said to Zhang Ming: "I'll give you two pieces of advice.

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"First, try not to leave this room."

"Second, sometimes by giving up something, you can at least keep the more important things."

Give up? Keep?

Although Zhang Ming was confused by the words of the six-eyed alien, he was sensitive to the changes in the expressions of the other people in the room. They obviously understood the meaning behind these two sentences.

After saying these two words, the six-eyed alien closed the metal door forcefully, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Zhang Ming looked at his roommates for the next few days:

A mother with a child who was too thin lived in Zhang Ming's lower bunk;

Lying face to face with Zhang Ming on the opposite bunk was an alien with scales all over his body and a lizard-like appearance. He was also observing Zhang Ming with copper-yellow eyes. When his eyes collided with Zhang Ming's, he

Grinning his mouth and showing his sharp teeth seems to be a way to express goodwill.

Living under the lizard man is an alien with strong muscles. He has stone-gray skin and looks very tough. What is also strange to Zhang Ming is that on his exposed cheeks and the back of his hands, there are

The patches looked like bruises and were half black. Zhang Ming was not sure because of the different races.

Seeing Zhang Ming looking over, the stone-skinned muscular man nodded slightly.

The mother with her child, the lizard man, the stone-skinned muscular man, and Zhang Ming all lived in a small room.

As a traditional Chinese, Zhang Ming often rode green cars with his parents since he was a child. There were no high-speed rails at that time, and there were no flights from many cities. The sleeper seats in green cars can be said to be memories of several generations.

Zhang Ming opened his backpack skillfully, took out some chocolates and fruits and distributed them to others.

Because he didn't know if aliens had any taboos, he even showed them the ingredient list to avoid food poisoning. After all, the body structures of humans and aliens are completely different.

It turns out that he thought too much. There is no such rigorous setting in the Marvel world. Just like all aliens can speak English, several roommates expressed their sincere love for the food Zhang Ming brought.

"Guys, don't worry, you look like you haven't eaten in a week." Zhang Ming sat on the steel plate of the lower bunk, sipping water.

The thin mother broke the chocolate into small pieces and fed it to her young children. When she heard Zhang Ming's words, her mood suddenly became depressed: "We have indeed not had enough to eat for a long time."

"From the first day on board this stowaway spacecraft, our food was only a cup of moldy nutrient solution. Originally, I could survive with the carry-on luggage until we got off the spacecraft, but on the third day, a group of 'passengers'

They rushed in and took away all my things..."

The thin mother couldn't continue talking until the end. This was a painful memory for her.

"My bag was snatched away the day after I boarded the spaceship." The lizard man raised his hand and said. Underneath his ferocious appearance, his voice was gentle.

Zhang Ming looked at the stone-skinned muscular man, he smiled and said: "I am on the first day, the fourth day, the sixth day... Those guys will come to trouble me every few days, even if they have taken away

All my luggage."

"Why?" Zhang Ming asked puzzledly.

The muscular man said: "Because I have been resisting, even if I am pushed to the ground and knocked unconscious, I will catch a bastard before he passes out and make him regret being born into this world."

Zhang Ming didn't ask why the owner of the stowaway spacecraft didn't stop this kind of thing. Those so-called "passengers" must have been instructed by the spacecraft owner to act in such a big way.

During the chat, Zhang Ming learned that people who smuggle themselves into the interstellar space often represent poverty and weakness.

The emaciated mother and her child are interstellar refugees whose planet was destroyed by Thanos.

The lizard man is a musician. Because he has no identity certificate, he can only develop his career on the big planet by smuggling.

Stone-skinned and muscular men smuggle themselves to other planets to work, so they can save a fortune in taxes.

They charge a stowaway fee first, and then steal their luggage from the passengers after they board the spacecraft to earn a second fee. Because they have no background and are not strong enough, the passengers can only endure it.

I can only console myself with the words "At least I arrived at my destination alive."

Zhang Ming scratched his face and asked, "Do those so-called 'passengers' come every day?"

"Not necessarily. They will spend most of their time drinking and hanging out in the spaceship. As long as you don't leave the room, you won't encounter them. As for when they will break into the house, it depends on luck." The lizard man said.

If possible, Zhang Ming did not want to cause trouble to the journey, but after listening to the accounts of the three roommates, he felt that he had to take the initiative to do something and "chat" with the owner of the spacecraft, so as to avoid trouble in advance.

After some time, Zhang Ming sat on the steel plate and studied the information about King Planet.

He rubbed his butt, that is, his enhanced body, and if he were an ordinary person, he would sit like this for four days, and by the time he reached King Planet, he would have probably sat out all the hemorrhoids.

At this time, a "dang-dang-dang" sound came from the speaker overhead.

"It's time to eat," the lizard man said.

They opened the door and walked out. Zhang Ming didn't feel much hunger, but he wanted to see the food here, so he followed the three roommates and came to the cafeteria together.

It's said to be a canteen, but it's actually more like a public rest area, with tables and chairs scattered around. In the very back is a guy nearly three meters tall with two heads. He's wearing a dirty white chef's uniform, and he's carrying a

There was a bucket of dark yellow liquid in front of me, and a foul smell wafted out of it.

"That's the nutrient solution?" Zhang Ming pointed to the smelly liquid.

"Well, don't look at it. It tastes disgusting..." The lizard man deliberately paused for half a second and continued: "It tastes even more disgusting when you drink it. I hope it smells like this."

About forty stowaways had already lined up. They resisted the desire to vomit and held cups to collect the dark yellow liquid.

The memory of eating the secret burger came back to him. He closed his eyes and swallowed hard, trying to suppress the feeling, but it had the opposite effect.

Zhang Ming looked at the other end and saw a smaller metal bucket.

"That one is for another group of 'passengers', right? The ones who robbed it."

"You guessed it right." The muscular man said.

Zhang Ming nodded and walked straight towards the smaller metal bucket.

"Hey! Poor boy from the country, get out of here, this is not something you can touch." The chef with two heads yelled at Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming ignored the chef's yelling and opened the lid of the metal bucket. A smell of milk wafted out, and inside was milky white nutrient solution. He picked up two cups from the side, filled two cups, and kicked them at the same time.

The chef jumped at him.

The crowd suddenly fell into a commotion. Just before more people arrived, Zhang Ming started editing.

Going back in time, everything returned to calm, except that he had two more cups of milky white nutrient solution in his hand.

Zhang Ming put the lid on the cup, returned to their table, grabbed the lizard man and his thin mother who were about to receive the smelly nutrient solution, Zhang Ming opened the corner of the lid and showed them the contents of the cup.

The stone-skinned muscular man widened his eyes and asked, "How did you do that!"

"Commercial Confidential" Zhang Ming smiled and whispered: "Go back and drink this, remember not to let anyone see it."

The three roommates stood up and were about to return to the small room, but suddenly they realized that Zhang Ming had no intention of leaving together.

"You won't go back?"

"I still have some things to deal with."

The three of them looked at Zhang Ming with worries in their eyes, but under Zhang Ming's persuasion, they still walked towards the rest area.

Zhang Ming stood up and left the canteen.

After just a few hours of experience, he roughly understood the operating mode of this spaceship. He had no intention of killing the owner of the spacecraft, or persuading him not to exploit these poor people.

This is the way of survival in the gray world, and Zhang Ming cannot reverse it on his own.

He just wanted to give the owner of this spaceship a warning——

"Hey!" There was an urgent shout from behind, and the six-eyed alien strode over and said, "I reminded you, try not to run around."

"I'm going……"

Before Zhang Ming finished speaking, he was interrupted by a six-eyed alien. He took out a bottle as thick as a finger from his pocket, which contained milky white nutrient solution.

"It's your first day on the spaceship. You probably won't be used to drinking that kind of nutrient solution. Drink some of this and slowly get used to it. Be careful not to let others see it." The six-eyed alien looked around as if he was looking for a certain group of people.

"No, I want to find the owner of this spaceship..."

The six-eyed alien looked around and paid no attention to Zhang Ming's words. After confirming that there was no one nearby, he interrupted again and said: "Let's go, I'll take you back. Remember, don't wander around casually anymore."

"Uh... ok, thank you."

Zhang Ming gave up the idea of ​​continuing to explain and planned to go back first and come out later.

It can be seen that this six-eyed alien is one of the few people on the spacecraft who is willing to consider the passengers. He can still maintain his goodwill in such a big environment. This is a very valuable quality. Zhang Ming respects this.

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However, when he returned to the room, there were many people gathered outside. Zhang Ming squeezed into the crowd and saw a stone-skinned muscular man lying on the ground with injuries all over his body, a thin mother holding her child and crying, and a lizard man biting his tongue.

Teeth, protecting two roommates in this way.

"What happened?" Zhang Ming walked over and asked.

"They took your bag." The lizard man pointed at the stone-skinned muscular man and said anxiously: "He tried to stop that group of people, but he was beaten like this!"

Zhang Ming looked at the stone-skinned muscular man who was seriously injured and fell into a coma in order to protect his luggage, and then thought about the portable player in his backpack that stored Angela's farewell video.

"Where are they?"