When the butler whispered to Viscount Wick that everything was fine, a burst of whispering discussions could be heard nearby.

Of course, people at a real banquet would not be so rude, but this is a movie that aims to explain the reasons to the audience.

"…The owner of the Omodo Prize has changed this time… I heard it's a commoner…"

"...The genius from the Eastern Region."

"It is said that when the results came out, Master Luther was furious..."

“…”

Another person who was also a pharmacy major knew more details. "…It was to optimize the formula of a B-level repair potion…using b-379 instead of i-58. It just so happened that Professor Lulando's research had not made any progress due to the instability of the b-379 factor…This helped him a lot…"

There are also those who seem to “know” the inside story, “The academy also feels it’s not good to let the same person win the award all the time…”

…

…………

Richard had seen the film when it was first released and knew this part, but his mind was focused on the subsequent developments and he didn't pay attention to so many details.

That commoner genius must be "He Yuan", right?

I didn't expect that this young master actually cared so much about the title of this award, which was different from his brother. Thinking of Tate's expressionless face, Richard couldn't help but curl his lips.

As he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard the boy's hoarse voice asking, "What is the Omodo Award?"

Richard almost blurted out "equivalent to the Violet Medal", but at least he realized that this was a kid who didn't even know the meaning of "Violet".

He frowned in embarrassment, tried hard to recall the popular science on Starnet, and then explained: "Omodo is the founder of the School of Pharmacy. The scholarship named after him is the highest honor of the School of Pharmacy..."

As he explained, he couldn't help but look up at the young master in front of him who was genuinely angry. He also felt that the boy who was struggling with this point was quite cute for his age and couldn't help but smile.

Wei Ji said "Oh" and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Richard led the distracted boy in another direction, to the back of the crowd.

Although this cub is not an ordinary cub, it is better for children to stay away from the following scene.

The cabin with the starry sky as the background suddenly darkened, but soon lit up again, as if there was no difference from before. Someone in the crowd in the middle of the room complained quietly about the products of Carla Company, but soon fell silent because of the unusual silence around them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am very pleased to have you all aboard this luxurious starship MO28..."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar male voice was heard on the radio. The original projection of the starry sky fluctuated a few times, and the image of a man emerged on the upper layer.

The man had a smile on his face, but the hideous scar that pierced through his right eyeball made the smile look ferocious. In the right eye socket pierced by the scar was a prosthetic eye without a pupil. The completely white and chaotic eyeball made the face look even more weird.

A companion beside him seemed to have whispered something to him, and the man said, "Huh?" "Is it MO40? It doesn't matter... or maybe I'd rather give it a new name..."

"——Death!"

He uttered these three words lightly, but his face suddenly moved closer.

The action seemed as if he was trying to drill out of the screen, and because the image was distorted due to being too close, his entire face was a little deformed, making the evil smile on his face look even more hideous and terrifying.

The lady closest to her let out a short scream and fell on her back, but she didn't care about the mess of her dress and used her hands and feet to retreat.

“No, no…”

The man with the prosthetic eye returned to his original position, sighed and shook his head, "Gentlemen, you really disappoint me. You actually let such a lady fall to the ground without helping her up... In this case, then——"

No one wanted to know what came after "then". Driven by fear, people involuntarily did what he said and rushed to support the lady.

Finally, Viscount Wick won by his size advantage. He lifted the lady up, panting, and said in a sharp voice: "I helped her! I helped her!"

The lady was in a more messy state because of the chaos just now, and her neatly-kept hair became rough. She was forcibly pulled up by Viscount Wick, who was three times as wide as her. The pointed heels of her shoes touched the ground at an awkward angle, and she looked like she wanted to break free but didn't dare to.

As if he found the scene in front of him hilarious, the man with the prosthetic eye actually laughed out loud, "This is truly a 'huge' gentleman."

The man did not try to hide the mocking tone in his words. Viscount Wick's face flushed red, but he did not dare to refute. He forced an insincere smile on his fat face.

The man with the artificial eye laughed even harder, and even his image became blurry due to trembling.

After laughing for a long time, he regained his composure, raised his head and said slowly: "Gentlemen are of course treated differently... I am willing to reserve a special viewing seat for you to watch the next 'performance'."

A starry sky passage closest to Viscount Wick opened, and the projection of the man with the prosthetic eye also arrived next to the passage. He raised his hand and made a British butler-style "please" gesture.

Viscount Wick's face turned pale, and he squeezed out a distorted single note from his throat, "No——"

With his brain, he certainly couldn't guess what he would experience in the future, but the fear of being separated from the crowd in such a critical moment was enough to make him collapse.

He shook his head and stepped back, "No, no! I won't go over there!!"

The man with the prosthetic eye straightened up.

The smile on his face disappeared and he stared at Viscount Wick expressionlessly.

His dramatic tone and vicious smile were enough to make one's back creep out, but after the expression on his face disappeared, it was particularly obvious that he was a vicious outlaw.

Viscount Wick was so frightened that he started crying, his face covered with tears and snot. He shrank back to the center of the crowd, trembling, but he could not escape the gaze of the man with the prosthetic eye.

He burped and said, "No, no, you can't do this... burp... I know what you want... burp... Money? Weapons? I can provide them to you. I... I am the heir of the Skoda family, you know that Skoda family... Just let me go, as long as you let me go... no matter what you want..."

"Oh wow." The man with the prosthetic eye uttered some meaningless interjections, and the exclamation on his face was visibly perfunctory. The Skyetu Pirates were not an unorganized and scattered group. Of course, they had investigated their targets in detail before taking action.

It’s just that the “kidnapping and ransom” business is not within their scope of business.

(In later investigations, they also confessed that their target was a batch of Class A repair potions transported on this starship.)

However, Viscount Wick, who was almost stunned by the shock, could not tell all this. Hearing the "admiration", he thought he was saved and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes!! I...hiccup...I am the heir of the Skoda family...My father will not let me go. If you are willing to let me go...The Skoda family can use three galaxy-class firepower carriers in exchange..."

The man said "Oh?"

Viscount Wick quickly changed his words: "Five, five..."

…

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Richard felt heavy in his heart every time he saw this.

He also participated in the follow-up of the rescue mission that year. In the intact video footage, Viscount Wick was not so "petty" as to only have three or five ships. In the end, he decided on a grand plan of "fifteen ships", which really shook the group of star pirates.

You know, even the Alliance Military only has thirteen galaxy-class carriers.

…

Fortunately, this "negotiation" eventually broke down.

Although the Skytu were indeed rampant, they did not have such a big appetite to swallow up fifteen full carriers.

If they really did this, what would await them would not only be the Alliance's wanted list, but also a siege by the military.

Judging from this decision, the leader of this pirate group still has some brains.

But Viscount Wick obviously could not accept this result. His fat was shaking all over, and the cold sweat that oozed out had completely soaked his body. There was even a pool of wet marks under him. His pupils shrank in fear, and he trembled and repeated one word, "No - no -"

It looks just like a pig that has just been plucked in boiling water, and its appearance is really unsightly.

The man with the prosthetic eye frowned slightly when watching this scene. Then, he suddenly smiled maliciously and said, "There is only one special seat ticket. Since this gentleman is too busy, I can transfer it to you."

Hearing this, Viscount Wick's face was still filled with fear, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

The people around him had automatically made way for him, no one wanted to make eye contact with him.

Viscount Wick first wanted to find the Skoda family's butler. He was the other party's master. Wouldn't it be an honor for that man to let such a lowly person die for him at this time?

But obviously, the servant assigned to this brainless heir would not be a fool.

Even before the man with the prosthetic eye finished speaking, the servant realized something was wrong and had quietly retreated, hiding himself in the crowd. Viscount Wick looked around but couldn't find him.

But he saw someone else, the lady in the fishtail skirt who had just fallen.

The fear on his face suddenly turned into ferocity, and his vicious and resentful eyes pierced straight at him, "You! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, how could I be like this now! You go! You have to go for me!!"

The lady was so frightened that she burst into tears. She shook her head in horror, but she was too terrified to utter a word.

She looked for help at the man who was holding her arm, but her male companion let go of her arm.

The lady's face had already taken on a look of gray despair.

On the other side, Viscount Wick tried to stand up with one hand several times, but he was too weak to stand up. He gritted his teeth and simply used his hands and feet to crawl over there. With his body size, it was more like crawling.

Perhaps it was the desire to survive that erupted in fear. The originally shaky woman gritted her teeth, raised her foot and kicked Viscount Wick who was approaching, then turned and ran.

Viscount Wick let out a shrill howl as the sharp heels pierced his body, and the people around him hid even further away.

Amid the panic, a calm person stood out.

The perspective was pulled and changed, and the two people watching seemed to float to the top of the ship. Among the people who were moving around Viscount Wick and hiding in the distance, a blond head who was standing still and waiting was particularly conspicuous.

From this angle, they could see the flickering light of data streams on each other's computer screens.