The Star Knight

Opal finally couldn't bear to use hypnosis once, only to feel that it really solved the problem.Immediately, without any suspense, all troubles are ended in one click.No wonder Rector says he cannot rely on this ability, otherwise he will be assimilated by darkness.

I don’t know if the dark star knight once thought like this. This is an addictive ability. Opal decided that he would never use it again unless he met the point of life and death.

At night, the sky is dark, and lightning is still raging in the night sky.

The stranded immigrants finally quieted down, and each sought a place to rest, waiting for the storm to pass.

The rotation of the star is 72 cosmic hours, and the rotation of B-11 is 25 cosmic hours.The new planet is overweight, the environment is noisy, every day is very long, Opal is not used to it, and it is a bit sleepy. When the Interstellar League divides each day into twenty-four universes, this is the same as before the light age. The rest time usually requires sleep and rest every eighteen to twenty hours.

He bought a newspaper with a map, turned on the E7 projection device, and sat on the corner seat to watch the news and map introduction of Liexing.Martial stars are dominated by the mercenary industry, and mercenaries are a group of people who solve problems in the universe. They are responsible for escorting business, accepting assigned interstellar adventures, reclaiming desolate planets, finding missing persons in space, and recovering wrecked space ship cargo.

Some large mercenary groups will even participate in the war between galaxies and planets-after all, many planets in stellar galaxies have not yet formed a community.

The two major forces of the Republic and the Empire compete with each other, and on these asteroids, there are independent regimes. Occasionally, the thugs here will be employed to resolve the incident, or spy on the enemy, or assassinate.

There are also trips to certain dangerous planets to collect ores, plants and even biological specimens.

This profession does everything. Every day, hundreds of thousands of entrustments are sent from all over the universe to the martial stars, evaluated by the mercenary union union, and released to the mercenaries who are suitable to take over. The union will be successful in completing the mission.They may fight alone or in groups.In addition to the twice-a-week vacation of the magnetic lightning storm all-star, the apron will usually flow incessantly, and countless spacecraft will land and land.

The number of registered personnel of the Mercenary Union is nearly one million, and this number is slowly increasing. The entire star is divided into ordinary residential areas and the central area on the equator.

The central area is in charge of all the tasks of the entire galaxy, and it is entrusted to distribute from here. It is a strip-shaped city, just like the belt of a flaming star, and the two sides of the equator are used for residential purposes and other purposes.

With so much information coming in at once, Opal was a bit overwhelmed.

The little robot came over with a tray on top of a tin foil bag and drinks. Opal planned to save money first and said, "No, thank you, I don't eat."

"That doesn't cost money." A woman next to him reminded in good faith: "Liexing Airlines compensates for the food left by guests on the tarmac."

Opal immediately said: "Come back! Wait!"

The little robot turned back, Opal took it, and the small box was filled with a hot, clay-like white gel.Opal took a bite and found that it had many layers, each with a different taste.

"It tastes good," Opal said.

The people sitting around laughed again, ridiculed, and regarded him as a countryman's laugh, and some thought he was funny.

Opal asked the mature beautiful woman: "Are you a mercenary?"

"Lily," she replied, "Twelve Nebula Mercenary Corps."

Opal nodded and said, "I want to be a mercenary."

Someone turned back and said, "Hi, man, I suggest you go back and forth, for example, go back to take over your parents' company, or marry your girlfriend, or go back to the Star Alliance School. This is what you should do Things, otherwise you will have less than thirty days left to live."

"Don't bully him." Some people in the front row turned back: "There are fewer and fewer people willing to come to the star now."

"Don't listen to him." Lily said with a smile: "Welcome to the Ares galaxy, but you are in the most troublesome time."

Opal nodded and said, "I've found out that it's not... friendly."

Lily said: "When you merge into the star, you will love it."

Opal said: "Hope, how long will the thunderstorm take?"

Lily said: "Two days, according to the time here."

One hundred and forty-four hours... Opal was completely speechless and asked, "There is no other way to leave?"

The man on the left of Opal said: "Singapore's last train is late, I hope the union can think of other ways,"

Opal understood that there were only tens of thousands of people here, so it was only so fierce.He reached out and shook hands with the man, introducing himself: "Op."

The man was handsome, dressed in a blue spacecraft technician coat, shook hands with him, and said casually: "I call a wrench."

The strange name, Opal thought, the wrench said again: "Lily is my lover."

Opal nodded, suddenly realizing that something was wrong, and got up and said, "I'll change places with you."

The people around laughed again. Opal looked around and found that there was a sign on their neckline. They immediately understood that the people nearby were all mercenaries.There are about ten people-twelve people, twelve nebula mercenaries.

With a wrench around Lily, Lily slept on his shoulders, and Opal read the newspaper for a while and found that there was no government on the planet, only unions, and their stay on the tarmac was already news.

The newspaper also mentioned a mercenary king named Azeroth, Kingdom... there is indeed a king.

"He is only responsible for perfecting the rules of his predecessors, not interfering too much in the internal affairs." Wrench hugged his girlfriend, casually said: "Or not exactly, just a soul character of the martial star, the strongest, double S-class Mercenary."

Opal knew that the wrench was also reading his newspaper, and only said that when he stayed on the page where Azeroth published his speech.

Opal chatted with him: "Who is responsible for the management of this planet?"

Wrench said: "Political affairs are formulated and decided by the presidium of the mercenary union. They are a group of inefficient guys. Recently, I heard that there are empire running dogs."

"It's almost time to fight." A bald man said in front.

Some people echoed: "I hope not to come in, it is good to participate in the war, but it is not a taste to fight in the martial stars."

Opal nodded thoughtfully and saw that Azeroth said in his speech that he would not join the Dark Star Alliance. He asked, "What is the Dark Star Alliance?"

"You obviously don't care much about current affairs." Wrench said dullly: "Korolin's power is getting bigger and bigger, and several times he wants to convince Azeroth to let the Ares galaxy join the Dark Star Alliance."

Opal was shocked when he heard the name, frowning at the wrench and asking, "What kind of person is Caroline? Is he strong?"

"Who knows?" said the man in the front row. "I don't know where it came from. They all say that he is a star knight. I think his name sounds like the long hands of the planet Ekman." Yes, weird stuff with two heads."

Everyone laughed, and Opal quipped: "You cannot discriminate against other races."

"Ah, you must be from the Republic. The citizens of the Republic are free, democratic, compassionate, and know racial discrimination. Introduce yourself. My name is Kun." The man in front of him did not return, but stretched his back. Shaking hands with him is a sloppy ruffian.

Opal said: "I came from the Chiyan Galaxy, where it was ruled by the Republican government."

"You dress like a country boy." Kun said: "It's not like talking, it's very personable."

Opal smiled modestly, turned the newspaper down, and asked, "How will Azeroth deal with the guy named Collorne?"

"Who knows?" Wrench casually said: "Whatever he says, we will do it, start a war or join, and listen to his ideas."

"But you said." Opal wondered: "He is not the ruler."

Wrench said: "He does not interfere in internal affairs, but has the decisive say in diplomacy, because he is our king, he is just too lazy... Of course, he said to himself that he is too busy. Azeroth has changed two The second mercenary code, and sit and watch it work...if you become a mercenary in the future, you will understand."

Opal asked: "He is strong?"

The wrench nodded thoughtfully and said, "Very strong."

"Head, do you want to challenge him? Use your wrench?" Kun hesitantly teased him.

Wrench said: "I'm not interested. I'm just a technician. You are going to go too."

The member next to Kun said: "I listened to the news from the people of the Eternal Nebula, saying that even the real star knight is not an opponent of Caroline."

Opal was in a deep heart, they also know Rector?

However, Kun casually said: "Forget it, there are no real and fake star knights, all of them are imagined. Some galaxies feel that the treatment given to them by the Star Alliance is unfair, and they always fantasize some guys who preside over justice. "

Opal wanted to hear comments and legends about the Star Knights, but instead of talking about them, they talked about the mission instead. Opal asked, "You just came back from the mission? Have you completed it? Did you do something? what."

The eyebrows of the wrench moved, saying: "Go to the Qingwei Wu of Tianma Nebula to resolve a local conflict."

"Those can't be called people." A bald head in the front row reminded: "Chief, if you say that, it's easy to get caught and find trouble."

Wrench said: "Oh, I just casually said that Life Genetics is going to open a planting field there. The local creatures like to make troubles, so let's clear them."

Opal nodded slowly, and asked, "Apart from these, what else do mercenaries do?"

"Sometimes it's looking for someone...such as investigating a spaceship without sound, sometimes it's to investigate ancient ruins, and sometimes there is no purpose to go to some planets that no one dares to go. Not suitable for colonial residence..." Wrench said: "You will learn this, provided you are alive."

Opal asked again: "What method do I need to find a mercenary group willing to let me join? I have a spaceship, a little combat skills, and a star chart..."

"Listen." The wrench interrupted Opal, and he looked up, as if he had noticed something.Opal followed his gaze and found him looking at someone on the far side of the hall.

It was a tall man, taller than Opal, about 190 cm, wearing a black trench coat, standing in the corner to drink, and carrying a very long weapon behind his back, it was a long handle ax.

Opal has seen that Rector once considered letting him use this axe, but tried many weapons, and finally chose the most suitable sword for him.

Opal thought that the wrench was going to express his opinion on the man in the black trench coat, but the wrench retracted his gaze, and it seemed to just look casually. The face was still awake and said, "Listen clearly, kid."

Just then, there was riot in the hall.

The frontmost crowd got up and rushed towards the exit, and the people behind also got up.

Lily yawned and opened her eyes lazily. The people of the Twelve Nebula Mercenary Corps rose up, and someone in front of them said, "The car is coming! Get on!"

Wrench toward Opal said: "Spacecraft, skills, these are secondary. The key is the spirit-to become a mercenary, do not fear the unknown, eliminate all difficulties, adventurous spirit and courage to overcome difficulties, with them, just Don’t be afraid to find a team that works for you.”

"Baby is really good." Lily laughed.

The wrench laughed lazily, holding Lily's hand, Opal nodded thoughtfully, the crowd surged toward the exit, and took a ride to leave the tarmac.

More and more people, Opal was squeezed at the end, and the twelve star cluster was squeezed away. The wrench was the first person he met after he came to the star. As a technician, he was actually the head of a mercenary regiment. Opal said loudly: "Nice to meet you! Wrench!"

The wrench's hand stretched out of the crowd and waved his head without looking back.

Opal is at the end of the flow of people. He is a guest from a foreign country, and he cannot always follow them. What next?First go to the city to find a place to live.

Opal put E7 in his backpack, looked up at the map near the exit, and next to the gene company's advertisement:

[Still worrying about not finding your beautiful spouse?Gene extraction and ancestor generation synthesis, so that you do not have to endure the quarreling love every day, avoid the huge cost of marriage, directly multiply your next generation.

On the huge city map light screen outside the apron, all cities are dazzled. The major cities are all distributed on the equator. The corresponding meridians rise along the latitude, which is a residential area with different styles.

The star has no sea, and all the liquid water gathering places are lakes. Each lake is close to the size of the city. Opal looks at it while walking. The people in the back can't help pushing and pushing him out of the apron hall.

The wrench no longer knows where to go. As soon as he came out, the storm was overwhelming. The thunder blew to deafen his ears. The lightning seemed to be less than 100 meters above their heads. As far as he could see, there was white light everywhere.

Opal was drowned in the rain, and he quickly escaped from the crowd to hide from the rain, surrounded by chaotic people. At this time, he suddenly noticed that there was a person standing outside the exit-the man in the black trench coat he had seen before.

He was carrying a mechanical long-handled axe and a combination suitcase at his feet, and the gloomy side face looming in the white light of lightning.It doesn't look good, but it's very flavorful, the nose bridge is tall, the eyebrows are carrying rain, and there is a metal pipe that has never been seen by Opal. The head of the pipe emits a faint smoke.

"Hey! Don't smoke there!" the policeman shouted: "Go there and line up to get in the car! Hurry up! Only this bus!"

The man put the metal tube away, and Opal turned back to the line, unable to analyze the person using the observation method taught by Rector.He was not a tourist, nor should he be a mercenary, before the wrench noticed him.

This person may have come from a public voyage spacecraft without his own spaceship, otherwise he would not carry a suitcase.He also came to find a job?

Opal also found that many people were looking at the man, he glanced around, it seems that these mercenaries have a certain ability.Well, when he came out of the apron just now, there must have been many people who noticed himself. Opal laughed at himself. It was so conspicuous that it was difficult to be unnoticed.

"Rookie egg?" Someone smiled at Opal in good faith: "Welcome to be a mercenary! Hold on!"

Opal laughed: "Thank you."

The stranger greeted and boarded the car with the torrent of the crowd. The police shouted in the thunder: "Where to go! Who doesn't know how to get in the car! You! Where are you going!"

Opal said loudly: "I don't know!"

The policeman asked: "Sightseeing or looking for work! Where are you going!"

There was another thunder and explosion.

Opal Road: "Go to the city! There are union offices!"

Police: "It's all cars going to the city! Every city has a union office! Which city do you want to go to?"

Opal: "Where do you arrive?"

The police: "Get off at the door of all, present, and unions--!" he said, pushing him hard, and said, "Don't delay anymore!!! Let's go!!!"

This is a large shuttle-type sightseeing bus with hundreds of seats in it. More and more people are getting on the car, each wearing a seat belt. The man in a black trench coat actually got on the same car as Opal , He took off the big axe behind and leaned against the window.

Many people in the car were watching him, the tour bus was full, bent out against the ground, and went through the thunder and thunder, with a white wave, flying to the end of the road under the dark clouds.