The evening breeze was a bit strong on the garbage planet c1672.

Han Ling wrapped his robes tighter and walked alone toward the city center.

He had been on the garbage planet for over a month. Although he had never been to the central city, he had seen the night sky of the garbage planet countless times.

An endless darkness enveloped the entire sky, a dense blackness devoid of any light.

A garbage planet is called a garbage planet because it has no natural satellites.

Planets lacking natural satellites are more vulnerable to impacts from celestial bodies.

The moon, which Han Ling knows well, is a natural satellite.

The craters on the moon's surface are proof that it protected Earth from disasters.

Han Ling is currently on C1672, a junk planet, which is a typical junk planet and has no moon.

Perhaps in a few hundred or a few thousand years, after the Zerg have finished collecting the resources, this junk planet will shatter, and the collapse of its mass will trigger a small black hole.

Behind the small black holes lies the dark matter universe, the lairs of many interstellar monsters.

Whenever alien beasts appear, they devour all the resources on nearby planets.

The Zerg and the interstellar beasts have been fighting for millions of years over resources.

The history of the Zerg is longer than Han Ling imagined.

The Zerg's technology was far more advanced than Han Ling had imagined.

This was Han Ling's first thought after entering the central city.

Towering buildings and cars gliding through the air—these are things that often appear in imaginative writing. They seem similar to those on Earth, with science and technology only a few hundred years ahead, so it's not surprising.

But when Han Ling arrived at the interstellar station by public transportation, the written markings there stunned him.

This interstellar spaceship travels at a speed of 90 light-years per hour, with a total journey time of 7 astronomical days. Please bring sufficient nutritional supplements.

Han Ling's hands trembled uncontrollably upon seeing this sentence.

A light-year is a unit of length.

The entire solar system is 9 billion kilometers in diameter, approximately 1 light-year in length.

But a typical spaceship of the interstellar insectoid race travels at a speed of 90 light-years per hour, crossing 90 solar systems.

At this speed, it would only take 14 days to traverse the entire Milky Way.

No wonder!

No wonder the interstellar Zerg were able to conquer thousands of Earth-like planets.

It's not that there are many Earth-like planets around.

Rather, it's because they had long since escaped the solar system and the Milky Way; they possess thousands of different suns and half a nebula.

Han Ling wiped her face, suppressing the trembling of her lips from shock.

He gained a deeper understanding of the concept of interstellar travel.

They also gained a deeper understanding of the combat capabilities of the interstellar females.

Suddenly, he shivered, and the image of Roderick appeared in his mind.

Han Ling belatedly realized that he had slept with a superhero!

And then he ran away after sleeping with me...

Han Ling dared not think any further. He covered his face with his hands, patted it lightly, and then observed his surroundings with a normal expression.

The central city of the garbage planet was more prosperous than Han Ling had imagined, with a sense of extravagance and decadence. The streets he came from were filled with the scent of perfume.

However, this interstellar station is as dilapidated as a train station on Earth in the 1970s or 80s.

The entire station was surrounded by sheet metal, with a huge circular launch pad in the center for launching interstellar ships.

The launch pad is hundreds of meters high, like a steel behemoth, standing tall in place.

Han Ling stood beside the launch pad, looking at it like an ant looking at an elephant.

At this moment, an interstellar spaceship was already laid horizontally on the launch pad, and many insects were queuing up to board the interstellar spaceship.

Han Ling quickly ran over to join the queue.

Those ahead of him were all tall, well-dressed female insects, some of whom were even carrying their babies.

Zerg larvae look similar to human babies, but human babies don't have antennae on their foreheads.

Even a human baby can't hold a 50kg dumbbell in their hand and use it as a teething toy.

Han Ling observed the people in front of her and, after watching for a while, learned how to check tickets.

When it was his turn to have his ticket checked, he brought up the ticket purchase page on his personal computer and verified the information on the spot.

The female insect inspector quickly let him through and allowed him into the cabin.

Upon entering the spaceship's cabin, a familiar feeling washed over me.

Isn't this just a bus or an airplane seat?

However, each seat is a wider and larger version.

Another difference is that each seat is equipped with a transparent protective shield to prevent pheromones from spreading.

Interstellar females cannot tolerate the pheromones of other sexes; if they do, they are likely to fight and cause accidents.

Han Ling quickly found her seat.

He sat on it and raised the protective shield.

Soon, the familiar broadcast announcement came over the loudspeaker.

[Passengers, please do not lie down. The spacecraft is about to launch. Chairs and tables may be lowered only after we have entered space. Please fasten your seatbelts. The spacecraft is about to take off.]

Han Ling fastened her seatbelt and then felt the aircraft spinning.

He ended up in a position facing the sky and with his back to the ground.

[Spaceship is about to launch. Ignition, start-up, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.]

The countdown ended, and a tremendous sense of acceleration hit.

Han Ling felt as if she was being pushed forward.

The pressure in my mind gradually increased, and I could hear a buzzing sound in my ears.

Han Ling felt as if her internal organs were about to shift.

The system promptly notified the user:

[Due to excessive intracranial pressure, please swallow every 5 seconds, otherwise your eardrums will rupture.]

Han Ling subconsciously swallowed, and the strange noise in his ears finally disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, the spaceship continued to broadcast:

[Second stage thrusters, about to activate, escape velocity level two, escaping the star system.]

...

After being tormented for an unknown period of time, Han Ling finally returned to normal.

He slowly woke up, and all he could hear was the cheerful laughter of children.

Han Ling rubbed his temples and asked:

"System, how many hours have passed?"

The system replied:

"Today is November 5th, and 12 hours have passed since we boarded the spacecraft."

Since there's no internet access during the spaceship's journey, the system can help publish novels and contact friends on the quantum computer.

Han Ling nodded, took out a bottle of nutritional supplement from his pocket, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

He bought this at the spaceship terminal. It tastes pretty good and contains alcohol. One bottle costs 2000 credits.

After replenishing his energy, Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief and finally left.

He had no feelings for the garbage planet; for the past month or so, he had been hauling goods, and it was hardly a pleasant memory.

The only thing that bothered him was Roderick, whom he had met by chance at the small hotel.

I wonder how Roderick is doing now, and whether he has seen his message.

Han Ling pursed his lips. Once he arrived on the new planet and settled in, he would board the Roderick Spaceship.

This encounter was anything but pleasant, and he wanted a fresh start with Roderick.

With that in mind, Han Ling turned on his personal terminal. It was time to give "The Pure-Hearted Landlord Meets the Tenant" an ending.