Chapter 4: Who exactly is the mining machine waiting to be slaughtered...?
"Little sister, where do you want to go?"
As soon as Heng Xing entered the spaceship area, a male Alpha with a full beard immediately came up to greet her warmly.
Heng Xing, well aware of the ways of the customer, said, "I'm just browsing."
After saying that, he leisurely walked past him and looked at the small advertisements pasted on the panel on the wall.
"Go wherever you want, terminal communication number eight 6s!"
"Passengers on this flight are required to maintain hygiene, know how to use the restroom and eat independently..."
"Passengers are responsible for their own fuel and food expenses, including the spacecraft owner's food expenses..."
The panel was covered with all sorts of requirements.
Heng Xing casually dialed the spaceship's main phone number using his newly purchased terminal.
"Hello."
Where to?
"Ke Yixing." Ke Yixing was next to the original Ke Zexing.
"I'm not going."
"Why?"
"Why do you even ask! Of course, it's because I don't want to die. What if some of the remaining Zerg jump out and I'm dead?"
“Little sister, you want to go to Ke Yi Star? I can take you there.” The bearded man stood by and listened to the whole thing. “Besides, I happen to be from Ke Yi Star, so I know the way very well.”
Heng Xing finally turned to look at him, "Are you from Ke Yixing?"
Do you still live there?
The bearded man felt the fish was about to take the bait, and suppressing his excitement, he replied, "After Ke Zexing was blown up, I moved away with my whole family."
"My brother and I are going back to visit soon, want to come along? I'll give you a discount."
Heng Xing: "How many star coins?"
Bearded man: "Ten thousand Star Coins."
"It's very cheap. The fuel cost here would be more than 10,000 star coins, even though it's so far away."
Heng Xing replied, making a gesture as if to walk around him and leave, "It's too expensive, I can't afford it."
"Don't go! I'll give you a discount. How about five thousand star coins?" The bearded man anxiously stopped her, not letting her leave.
Heng Xing hesitated, "The fuel cost is more than ten thousand. If you give me a 50% discount, won't you go bankrupt?"
The other person chuckled sheepishly, "We're going too. If you don't like it, you can add some..."
They still have some conscience.
Hengxing interrupted him, "Okay, then four thousand."
She only had 10,000 star coins left, so she had to be careful.
Why is there less and less as I add more?
The bearded man was shocked by her shamelessness and stinginess. His composure vanished, his eyebrows furrowed, and he instantly became fierce. But after a few seconds, he returned to his original憨态 (simple and honest) demeanor, gritting his teeth and saying, "Fine, let's sign a contract and then leave."
Heng Xing checked his contract, and after confirming that it was correct, he signed his name "Si Yun" and then transferred 1,000 Star Coins as a deposit to the bearded man.
The bearded man led her toward the spaceship, and the leather-clad man who had been sitting in the corner stood up and followed behind them.
"Is he your brother?" Hengxing asked the bearded man.
“Yes, we’ve already parked the spaceship over at the port,” the bearded man told her, pointing into the distance. “We’ll be there in about half an hour.”
The three of them passed by the free trading area. The uncle who had just sold a terminal to Hengxing saw the two of them and wanted to give her a word of advice. The uncle had a good impression of her, even though she was stingy and tried to lower his price; she was a seasoned bargainer.
Heng Xing seemed completely oblivious to him, not even glancing at him. Instead, the man in the leather jacket behind her noticed him, turning around to glare at him. The leather-clad man was roughly the same width from head to toe, with a face full of fleshy bulges, looking like a vicious and ruthless person with hands stained with blood and gore.
The middle-aged man hunched his shoulders and sat back down on his small stool, praying that she would have a good time.
Half an hour later, the bearded man led Heng Xing into the spaceship port of Chunquan Star.
The port stretched as far as the eye could see, with countless small, medium and large spacecraft lined up neatly.
The bearded man led her through one spaceship after another, some exquisitely designed and others high-tech, until they finally stopped in front of an old, small spaceship.
The spaceship in front of me has many scratches and impact marks on its hull, and the originally silvery-white metal has now oxidized and turned yellow.
In short, it's an old spaceship.
Hengxing: ...
"This is a model from decades ago."
Coincidentally, this was the spaceship whose structure she knew best.
Even the repair shop owner from ten years ago thought this spaceship was just a pile of scrap metal and gave it to his employees to practice on. Other seniors thought it was boring, but in the end, Hengxing himself happily disassembled and reassembled it.
Sailing for more than a month to reach Keze Star reminded Hengxing of the disastrous scene when his classmates in high school tried to persuade their nearly eighty-year-old math teacher to participate in the relay race at the sports meet.
"He's an old hand, don't worry, he can fly for a month or two without any problem," the bearded man assured her.
The three boarded the spaceship.
The bearded man led her to the room, saying, "You haven't slept all night, so get some rest."
"No rush, let me familiarize myself with the environment first, since I'll be staying here for more than a month." Heng Xing happily walked past him and started wandering around the spaceship.
The bearded man watched her retreating figure, then turned his head and gestured towards the leather jacket.
What should we do next?
The man in the leather jacket nodded to him, indicating that he should remain calm. In his eyes, the young female Alpha had clear and bright eyes, as if she had never experienced any difficulties. Her clothes were extremely ordinary but could not hide her noble air. She must be a rich young lady who had run away from home.
"We'll make our move when we're almost at the mining planet," said the man in the leather jacket.
*
"Still can't find it?" the newly appointed supervisor asked the nurse next to him in a panic.
That's really unlucky.
He originally thought it would be a simple task. Si Yun was able-bodied but aloof and didn't like to communicate with others. He was planning to find a quiet place to play games after filling out those annoying forms, but the person disappeared as soon as he arrived.
It's almost dawn, and we still can't find anyone.
There's only a record of her leaving the Ninth Sanatorium, but no record of her leaving Spring Spring Hospital. We've even checked the records along the wall, but we haven't found anyone who climbed over the wall or crawled through the dog hole all night.
As the sky gradually brightened, he had no choice but to dial the driver's wife's number.
The beautiful woman was awakened by the communication. She answered the call with displeasure, intending to scold the caller, but was immediately frightened and lost her sleepiness.
"What?! A-Yun is missing!"
She immediately checked the location of the locators in the medical helmet and the prosthetic leg.
She frowned and asked, "Are you sure she's gone? She should still be in the Ninth Sanatorium Area. I'll send you the location, you..."
The other party did not reply.
Are you listening to what I'm saying?
"Madam, have you seen the Marshal's social media accounts?"
At eight o'clock in the morning, the resignation letter of Si Yun, the youngest marshal in history, shocked the entire empire.
*
That's incredibly perfunctory.
Do they really think she's that stupid?
Isn't it worth using a more sophisticated scam?
Heng Xing had just come out of the energy storage room, and the energy stored inside was not even one-tenth of what Ke Ze had.
She went to the room the two men had designated for her, closed the door, and carefully inspected the room.
It is obvious that the smoke detector directly above has been modified into a jet device.
Heng Xing took out a portable stool from the black market uncle from his spatial button, stepped on it, and tried to disassemble the jet device using an old toolbox he found in the tool room next to the energy storage room.
But they soon discovered that there was no way to remove it without the alarm.
She changed her approach and sealed it off with deformable filler glue.
Then she collapsed on the bed, checked the time, and realized that her resignation letter had already been sent.
She wrote this a few nights ago when she couldn't sleep, referring to the resignation letters of previous marshals.
Who would have thought that such a serious matter would be handled in such a childish way?
She stared blankly at the ceiling, wide awake. Since waking up, she often couldn't sleep all night. The day she had her prosthetic leg installed was the day she slept the best. The anesthesia she had been given had no effect. The doctor saw that she was awake the whole time, so the dosage was gradually increased until it reached the maximum dose and she finally drifted off to sleep.
I don't know if regular sleeping pills would work.
The tinnitus in his ears grew louder and louder, making Hengxing a little irritable.
She opened social media on her newly purchased device and saw comments ranging from misunderstanding and opposition to support, but that was no longer relevant to her.
Smelling the calming incense prepared by Chunquan Hospital, she finally fell into a light sleep two hours later.
*
Spring Spring Star is not far from the mining star; it only takes one day to reach it by accelerating.
In two hours, the spaceship will arrive at the mining planet.
"Is she in the room now?"
"Yes, I just locked the door."
"Okay, then I'll just release the anesthetic gas."
The bearded man pressed the button on the ventilation device.
"Pfft pfft"
"Pfft pfft"
The man in the leather jacket glanced at the ceiling. "What's that sound?"
"You know, this is an old spaceship, so it's normal for the air duct to be worn out."
Why wasn't it there before?
"The past is the past. Haven't you heard that every day that passes is another day of getting older? Instead of dwelling on this, why not think about how to spend the money from selling her?"
"That's true. This spaceship's fuel can last all the way to Yula Star, where the Omegas are more beautiful than those in Spring Spring."
"Yeah, I think so too. By the way, did you smell anything strange?"
What does it taste like?
"I can't quite put my finger on it, it just feels tingly?"
"Hahaha, could it be anesthetic gas?!"
"Hahaha, how could that be!"
Immediately afterwards, two loud "thumps" echoed in the closed driver's cab.
A note from the author:
Pfft, pfft
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