Chapter 201 Pinocchio (13) "Wow, so clever."...

After a day and a night of revelry in Apselon, Crane returned to the train.

Without needing anyone's guidance, he was able to adjust his mood and continue his journey.

The game is like a dream.

In the dream, he wasn't at his strongest yet, but he was already able to help many people.

Perhaps the rescue of "data" is meaningless, but the feeling is far happier than in reality.

He followed the train to Pinocchio, a planet that is still a prison today.

He Yuan stood by the car window, looking at the scene before her that resembled hell.

In reality, he had seen many war-torn areas, but nothing like this, where a bullet was aimed directly at him.

Fortunately, the train's defense system had a wide enough range, and He Yuan got off the train unharmed.

As the number of people under the command of the destroyer god Nanook increased, the star core gradually became a disaster that spread throughout the entire universe. In addition, after the fall of Akivilli, the pace of development was much slower than before. For the sake of profit, the company could only find someone to hold off on the affairs of Pinocchio while stabilizing its own base.

Speaking of which, the Immortal Boat Alliance should also have some cooperation.

Each celestial vessel has its own route to take. Perhaps it doesn't lay silver tracks or open up new places like the Star Train, but it can at least restore some of the previous routes.

In addition, the Immortal Boat Alliance itself also needs to do business.

With the help of the crane and kite, the two sides quickly reached an agreement, which greatly improved efficiency.

The person in charge at the company wasn't too happy.

They've given away way too much!

This is completely against the company's interests.

“The interests of the Amber King are the interests of the company,” Taravan Keane warned his men. “Go back and memorize the employee handbook. Tell me, when the company’s goals conflict with the Amber King’s goals, whose opinion should be followed?”

“Naturally, it’s the King of Amber,” the employee replied.

Taravan? Keane: "Making concessions to the Immortal Boat Alliance is what Amber King meant."

For the people in the company, it's rare for Amber King to speak up, and even if it means giving money to the rival or becoming a lackey for the God of Destruction, they'll grit their teeth and do it—but how far they go about it is another matter.

Anyway, joining the Immortal Boat Alliance isn't a bad thing. The higher-ups aren't short of immediate gains; they're more concerned with what rewards they can get from the Amber King.

The Amber King rarely responded to them, but he gave them power, the foundation for them to use that power. If they brought that envoy before the Amber King... how much reward would they receive?

A reward at the level of an Envoy?

Of course, all of this still only exists in fantasy.

Whether the Immortal Boat Alliance will release her is one question—according to reliable rumors, He Yuan has already been chosen by the Hunting Star God as his wife, and it's only a matter of time before it's announced to the world—as for her marriage to General Shence, perhaps it can be understood as her being chosen as a concubine by the Hunting Star God? Another question is her own will—it's quite ironic that the company, which has always been invincible, has repeatedly suffered setbacks with He Yuan, and is even willing to offer compensation while watching the Immortal Boat Alliance develop.

Taravan? Keane looked at the expansion plan. "Oh, and also, notify the logistics department and staff near Pinocone that even if the people from the Star Train defect, they are not allowed to be rude to them. Also, send some supplies over along the way."

He said meaningfully, "Remember, this is a gift for Mr. Heyuan."

His gift arrived at the same time as the crane and kite.

The company's employees and soldiers were all greatly encouraged and inspired when they saw it.

To be honest, there's no future in staying here. There's nowhere to make money except for the food, and I have to worry about my personal safety every day.

Crane, who came with the supplies, was simply an angel—she herself was also incredibly gentle, like an angel.

After verifying the name and identity, He Yuan signed for the goods.

He wasn't particularly familiar with the situation in Pinocchio. He only knew a little from Tirnan and Mikhail before, and then he was busy with the Onfaros matter and neglected this area.

"What's the current situation?" He Yuan asked. "Is there anything we can do?"

The employee in charge of the liaison stammered, "The fact that you could come is the biggest help!"

He tried to calm himself down and told his superior what he had been told to say: "By the way, our superior said he hopes to have the opportunity to meet with you."

The boss never imagined that someone who seemed to be "Amber King's white moonlight" would come to Pinocchio.

The current Pinocchio is not the "star of the grand gathering that rivals Aprilon" described in the system text at all; it is just an interstellar prison with only two identities: "warden" and "prisoner".

Normally, if the identity of the "white moonlight" were confirmed, she should be enjoying a life of luxury in Pierpoint right now, instead of coming here to waste her time.

The officer's superior was somewhat out of touch with the situation and didn't know the specifics. He assumed that He Yuan was particularly kind-hearted or wanted to use Pinocchio as a stepping stone to advance further, not being bound by the "white moonlight" identity.

Regardless of which one it is, it can be of assistance to the warden here.

This is what the officer dreamed about when he heard his subordinates frantically report that "Heyuan had been kidnapped."

He was all prepared to follow his beloved back to the palace for a promotion, but then she got kidnapped?!

He felt as if his chance for a promotion and a raise had flown away.

Nothing is more important than the white moonlight.

The message the officer received a few days ago said: "Compared to him, Pinocchio can be abandoned at any time, understand? Everything is based on his safety and wishes. If he wants Pinocchio, give it to him. Don't hesitate to evacuate."

Upon receiving this news, the officer immediately instructed his subordinates to negotiate with Hanunu.

"As long as Mr. Heyuan is unharmed, all conditions can be agreed to—but we cannot reveal our trump cards all at once."

—Even if he has to kneel down and bark like a dog, it doesn't matter, after all... sigh, job interviews are really hard, he really needs this job.

At this moment, the officer would likely feel some resentment.

Why would someone who has a good life in Pierpoint come here?

But on second thought, this could also be his opportunity.

Besides, if no one comes, he'll probably be buried here for the rest of his life!

The officer, feeling frustrated, arranged for someone to negotiate and inquire about the scene at the time.

"The situation was... suddenly a werewolf jumped out and pointed a gun at us, and then a group of people suddenly surrounded us saying they were starving to death..."

They wouldn't be so kind as to give away the supplies, would they?!

"Then, then Mr. Bai Heyuan said: 'If you're starving, go to work and earn money. Throwing tantrums won't work on him.'"

Well done!

"And...and you say—"

"Judging from your mental state and the speed at which you just acted, you don't seem like people who are starving."

Crane Kite got off the car, sat on the hood, put one foot on it, and swung the other foot in front of the car.

Black ankle boots accentuate the contours of the calves, while a fitted top and high-waisted pants define the waistline. Add to that the sunglasses hanging around the chest, and you have the perfect look of a carefree rich kid.

—This is also the type that Hanunu hates the most.

Hanunu, as the mastermind behind the rebellion in the Montor system, knew all too well why it had begun.

In other words, the arrival of corporations accelerated the evolution of capital, leading to the bankruptcy of the middle class, leaving only 1% of the population who control 100% of the wealth and 99% of the population who are in debt.

Hanunu is not a native of the Montor system; he is a werewolf who was sold to the Montor system by his own kind as part of interstellar human trafficking.

He didn't want to be a slave, and he had the ability not to be one, so he hit it off with the local rebel organization, turning the Montor system upside down and causing a reshuffling of power throughout the system.

However, the company remained unscathed.

Furthermore, his partners also sided with the company and became the new "capitalists," so he launched an even more complete rebellion.

Unsurprisingly, he was sent to prison.

Unfortunately, thanks to his body, which has some of the blood of the Buli people, and thanks to the abundant blessings, the drugs that the Erudite Society painstakingly researched were useless against him, and the company's endless violent methods were also useless against him. Only the memory of Pinocone made him a little dizzy, but this was not a big deal.

The young master in front of me, He Yuan, has fair skin and clear eyes. He looks like a young master who has been well protected by his family. The two men and one woman behind him are probably bodyguards.

Ugh, this is so annoying.

Hanunu had long heard that the company had specially sent someone to deliver supplies to this young master—and that he was supposedly the white moonlight of the Amber King. Regardless of whether it was true or not, Hanunu was determined to do anything that could tarnish the company's reputation!

Therefore, Hanunu not only set her sights on supplies, but also on people.

He decisively ordered his men to surround and attack, seizing all the supplies and people, leaving the three nameless guests looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Was I seeing things?" Lazarina rubbed her eyes. "He Yuan was actually..."

They were actually carried away.

They knew of He Yuan's martial prowess, so they simply got off the vehicle to act as lackeys and put on a show.

result……

Mikhail's expression was grave: "If we go back to find the train conductor... won't we get beaten to death?"

Pam doesn't look like she can fight, but what if she suddenly transforms into a super Pam and slaps them to death?

Tiernan rubbed his forehead. "Take a look at your phones."

He Yuan just sent it in the communication.

He Yuan: [I'm going to discuss the feint and the real situation, then we'll coordinate in a bit.]

Tiernan: [Received]

Mikhail: "..."

Oh no, I was so focused on watching the show that I didn't check my phone.

Lazarina: "...My attention was completely focused on the memory."

So what do we do now?

Tiernan succinctly stated: "Go to the company, they'll be happy to."

The relationship between He Yuan and the company is somewhat evident.

The train crew will also intervene to help mediate and minimize casualties.

Recalling the scenes along the way, Lazarina shook her head, "This place... sigh, it's difficult no matter where you go."

The warden's job is to be an employee, and the prisoners in the prison are essentially wanted criminals of the company to which the employee belongs. As for the company's wanted criminals... it's really hard to say how many of them are actually a threat to the galaxy.

It can only be said that no one wants to stay here forever—regardless of which side they're on.

Before I could think for long, He Yuan sent me a message.

Crane Kite: [Temporarily Safe]

Then, the profile picture went dark without anyone noticing.

Tiernan returned to the driver's seat. "Let's go find someone from the company. We'll leave that to Heyuan. Trust him."

On the other side, He Yuan was sitting leisurely on the container, playing with the lighter in her hand.

This is what he just snatched from Hanunu.

The reason was... his disguise was inadequate. As soon as he reached the outer edge of the camp, Hanunu coldly threw him off and pointed a gun at him.

It's quite interesting to be able to read emotions from a wolf's face.

He Yuan curled her lips into a smile, her fingers gripping the muzzle of the gun. "Mr. Hanunu, you should be aware of the consequences of firing a shot."

His fingers traced the muzzle of the gun, touching the black fur beneath his glove. "You understand better now that we share the same blessed body; this bullet won't kill you, nor will it kill me."

"Purpose."

The werewolf's grey-green eyes glowed, and the emotions within them seemed to want to tear He Yuan to pieces.

Crane Kite tilted her head and said innocently, "My goal... is world peace, of course."

Hanunu had long disliked him, and these words only ignited his anger. "Peace? Is peace achieved through exploitation still peace?! Are we destined to be oppressed our whole lives?!"

He Yuan lowered the gun, pointing it at her own throat. "Of course that's not what I meant, but..."

"Given my abilities and position, there would be a better outcome here. It wouldn't involve too much bloodshed, and it would be more in line with everyone's expectations."

“Mr. Hanunu, you who have orchestrated two rebellions, you should know more about this than I do.”

Hanunu pressed her finger on the trigger, her eyes cold and sharp. "Since you know me, you should also know that I am never someone who gives up easily."

It was precisely because he had witnessed incomplete resistance that he wanted to carry out the most thorough rebellion here.

"Yes, I know."

The young man's tone remained gentle, yet it was like a snake flicking its tongue; beneath the hazy smoke lay sharp fangs dripping with venom.

"But you also know that most people's rebellion is like going with the flow. Once they find their own pond, they crave stability and stop following the crowd."

Hanunu sneered: "You think you can sway them with just a few words?"

He Yuan: "Heh... Dear werewolf, for most people, the shortcut is always the only option."

"All you know now is to resist, but what happens after that? The company's methods go beyond force. They can sanction this area of ​​the star system, depriving you of essential supplies; they can make many partners withhold technology from you, watching you regress to a primitive state; they can easily buy off everyone, destroying all your hard work..."

“Dear Hanunu, the hardest thing is not resistance, but the road after resistance. We all understand this.”

Hanunu must feel disgusted.

But when the human in front of him uttered such a cheesy term of address, he actually felt comfortable and at ease!

The diversion of his attention led him astray, almost causing him to agree with He Yuan's point of view.

The werewolf persisted in his opinion, "According to your logic, if you can't even resist properly, what's the point of talking about what happens after you resist?"

He Yuan's brows relaxed, and she stood on tiptoe to pat Hanunu's hat. "Oh, so clever."

It's like teasing a dog.

Hanunu had never seen anyone like this before. He was being pointed at with a gun and given a cold stare, yet Hanunu wasn't afraid at all!

He suppressed his anger and asked, "Then what is your reason for saying that?"

He Yuan straightened her loose jacket and said with a slightly more serious tone, "Of course, I'll find myself an agent and bring this place under my name!"

The Black Tower said that the simulated universe can carry Onpharos's data, but the simulated universe alone cannot carry it; it also needs the help of memory matter.

Perfect timing! This place has plenty of memories and can be considered "unclaimed land," so he accepted it without hesitation!

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Author's note: Hanunu's design is based on the cards; in short, he's a werewolf of the same race as Lycaon from zzz's side.

Yes, there are ingredients for this product, but if you don't want to eat it, please leave a message and I will make a special note of it.

On another note, I've thought of many ways to handle the past with the Star God. Writing it in the main story would easily slow down the pace and cause disjointedness (in fact, the insertion of Onpharos already had this problem). With my current writing skills and ideas, I can't arrange it well. Therefore, the specific past of the Star God will be a side story, updated when the main story ends. Of course, it will also be written in the main story, but not in as much detail.

Thank you so much for your understanding. [Hugs]

This chapter has a red envelope (cash gift) dropping! [pat on the head]