Aleph

"Boss, is it really okay for us to do this?"

The first mate asked Dolap in fear and trepidation.

The former held a thick stack of customs declaration lists and carefully checked whether the items listed on them were consistent with those displayed on the screen.

"What are you afraid of? I'm leaving anyway."

Dolap folded his hands in front of his chest, staring at the distant and eternal night sky with his one eye, as if he had the situation under control.

But hidden under the black robe was a pair of legs that were shaking like sieves.

"Since we have signed the agreement, we will not go back."

"But it seems like it would be against the rules to just send it out like this."

The first mate scratched his head, looking very annoyed.

The reason for his irritation was simple.

It’s Li Yi who is lying in the medical room.

When the Griffin boarding party took away the prisoners of the Double Corona Empire, they forgot about this huge Buddha.

But this is also Dolap's fault.

The personnel list reported online by this group only said that these people were guarded in the dormitory area, and only Li Nanxiang was taken to the bridge.

It was not known whether it was out of trust or contempt, but the Griffins did not check the exact number of people and just left with their men.

"Don't be afraid."

Dolap tried to remain calm.

"They haven't come to us for such a long time, which means they don't know about this at all, or even if they know, they don't take it to heart."

"But no matter what, he can't stay here any longer."

"you mean……"

The first mate raised his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

As a result, he was punched immediately.

"I've said it so many times, we are businessmen! Businessmen! Not executioners!"

Dolap looked very disappointed.

"I've made some connections with people I know at the supply station. When we get there, just have Lao Li take the box and meet up with them."

Then he suddenly seemed to remember something and gave the order.

"Remember to have the doctor give the captive a good beating later so he forgets everything that happened before. Then we'll give him a new identity and send him back with the natives. After three, four, five, six, seven, eight months, who will remember this?"

The first mate was stunned.

"Would Lao Li still do this?"

"He used to specialize in this."

"Wasn't he in the army?"

"We are businessmen! Businessmen!"

Seeing Dolap raising his hand to slap him again, the first mate quickly crossed his hands in front of himself, shrank his neck and begged for mercy.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll arrange it right away."

"Go ahead."

Dolap shoved his hand into his pocket and rubbed his palm against the material inside the pocket, absorbing the sweat on his clothes.

He himself had no idea about this job, so instead of placing such a time bomb on his own ship, it would be better to throw it out as soon as possible.

This kind of sneaky thing itself has no basis. He doesn't believe that if something really happens, the Griffin gang will still come to him to hold him accountable with the confidentiality agreement they signed.

This is equivalent to directly exploding oneself and becoming the executioner who destroyed an inferior civilization.

By then, those old men in the Galactic Parliament will be able to build a hat for the Earth United Nations that is taller than the Himalayas.

…

With the completion of the last first-level jump, the Aleph mortgaged a large space station.

The star region where the station is located is a sub-region of the primitive civilization protection zone. Since this protection zone was divided after the end of the Great Crusade, it has a very long history.

Therefore, some of the primitive civilizations living in these areas have broken through the limitations of planetary gravity and entered the cradle of the universe.

However, since the surrounding areas had long been occupied by the Galactic Alliance, the development of these newly emerging civilizations was confined to the spaces within the protected area that had not yet been occupied by other indigenous peoples.

99.9% of the civilizations in the Milky Way are unable to develop into the interstellar age by relying on their own technology. For this majority of civilizations, the resources of a star system are enough to squander.

Only a very few lucky ones will be granted FTL technology by the Galactic Alliance and accepted into the Galactic Alliance.

This type of civilization usually exists as a protectorate, relying on the internal forces of a large alliance for survival and receiving political and economic protection and support from the latter.

In order to facilitate contact between these lucky ones and other member states of the Alliance, the Alliance built several space stations in the protected area in the middle of the Galactic Era.

These stations can serve as transit points for cultural and material exchanges between different races, as well as supply stations for long-distance fleets.

This is why these space stations have been expanding since their completion.

The superposition of technologies and construction styles from different periods has created a complex, maze-like structure inside these sites.

It is because of the vast and complex internal space that a group of people called the space race was born.

This type of people is a general term for people of all races who have lived in space their entire lives. Their ancestors came from all corners of the country, and some of them ended up here due to financial difficulties, debt escape, or other special reasons.

In short, after generations of reproduction, the space people became the real natives here.

No one knows the trading stations better than the station controllers, whom few people have ever seen.

Many new tourists are happy to hire such natives to take them to experience the local customs and culture.

The space tribe mainly makes profits in this way.

After all, the land within the space station is very limited and cannot be used for farming. Almost all daily necessities need to be obtained through trade.

This is a win-win strategy.

When carrying out evacuation operations of lower civilizations, the transport fleet will usually concentrate the population in such stations first, and then transfer them in batches to designated planets through near-Earth transport forces.

Due to the recent influx of a large number of low-civilization people into the site, the management here has fallen into a state of chaos where they are busy and unable to take care of anything else.

Once a simple security check procedure confirms that there are no dangerous goods on board the spacecraft, the space station dispatcher will hardly ask any other questions.

It is for this reason that the docking application submitted by the Aleph was approved so easily.

"Let's gather everyone in the hangar and prepare to unload."

Dolap asked the first mate to go to the hangar to work, and he himself followed Lao Li to work as a porter.

The reason they reported for entering the port was to trade vegetables.

Although he is now employed by the Galactic Alliance to participate in some irregular military operations, Dolap has never forgotten his old business.

Just like this time, his spaceship was carrying tens of thousands of tons of potatoes, in addition to many other scarce local agricultural products such as green peppers and pumpkins.