Chapter 1 Time flies (1) Advice is the smallest hard currency...

This story begins in the year 2491. The calendar is an unnatural calendar set by humans after they set foot in the universe. Both the Federation and the Empire use it, proving that they once had the same origin.

Today, humans can no longer return to their former homeland on the Blue Star, but they have galaxies with richer resources and quantity than the Blue Star. There are more than a dozen galaxies occupied by humans, and the exploration progress is still expanding.

In order to adapt to the ever-changing environment, humans not only have technology to change the planet's environment as a guarantee, but also differentiate into Alpha, Beta, and Omega as the second gender.

However, before puberty, ABO gender is just a distant concept for children, especially newborns born in the chaotic zone at the junction of the Federation and the Empire.

For them, the biggest difference is between men and women. Most girls are naturally weaker than boys, which leads to more boys than girls in the chaotic area, but girls enter the differentiation period earlier than boys, which allows them to gain the power of self-protection earlier... Beta is not limited to men and women, and the same is true for Omega and Alpha.

However, the survival rate of children is not high, but it is reassuring that adults have a tacit rule - don't attack children.

Plaus has forgotten everything before he was 3 years old, and now he is "adopted" by a dying Beta old man.

The old man said that when he picked up Plaus, he had a burn from his back to his waist, and he was oozing yellow pus.

"I used precious medicine on you," the old man said, his long eyebrows covering his eyes, his dirty clothes crawling with flies, "you have to repay me if you survive." The

7-year-old Malus nodded. He was thin, but not small. At least stronger than other children of the same age on this street.

The old man said that he inferred that Malus was born in 2491, because he looked only two years old in 2493 when he picked up Malus.

The burn, which was not as big as the old man's palm at first, has now grown with Malus, and a twisted flower has bloomed on his waist, which he usually hides under his clothes.

Malus's greasy and smelly hair was tied behind his head with a piece of cloth.

He skillfully turned the old man over and scrubbed him, flies and flying insects circling over their heads. He picked three maggots from the old man's legs and threw them on the ground. The old man didn't feel anything, but just praised him for a good job.

This made Plaus work harder, his hands were faster and lighter, and his thin pointed chin matched his big red eyes, which was indescribably strange.

He hoped that he could satisfy the old man and hear more about himself from him.

"I'm dying, Plaus," the old man said after everything was over.

"I know." Plaus' eyes looked at the rotten flesh on his body, and the insects surrounded him again.

"Your parents must be in good health. Only parents with strong bodies can give birth to good children." The old man's throat seemed to be stuck with phlegm. He took a few breaths and finally gave up emptying his throat.

Philus' eyes lit up.

"You may be an Alpha in the future, but now a ten-year-old child can take your life. After all, you are only seven years old." The old man smiled, "Don't forget the fighting skills I taught you. Use all you can. Don't hold back if you can risk your life."

The old man seemed to be a retired soldier of the Empire. Philus listened to him carefully.

"Now, you should go out to find food, hehe." The old man pointed out the window.

His tender time was interrupted.

Philus nodded. Yes, now the old man can't move, he has to take the responsibility of feeding the old man.

The simplest food is "meal powder", which has been scientifically formulated and contains a variety of nutrients necessary for humans. It is the largest amount of food circulated in the whole society. As long as there is water, it can be soaked into a paste, and it can be eaten dry without water.

However, in areas that are poor and chaotic enough, there are more things to eat.

"When you come back today, bring me a pack of cockroach medicine, there are too many of them."

Phyllus stopped at the door, agreed and walked out.

There are indeed a lot of cockroaches here. Because this place is not poor, cockroaches will only gather in places with abundant food.

This is the most deformed and prosperous planet in the Sigma Galaxy on the border of the Empire. It is famous for its red-light district, and the old man and he live in the red-light district.

Walking out of the narrow door, they are faced with a narrow alley with colorful lights above and pitch black underfoot. The air is full of the smell of rot and urine.

The charming Beta and the impatient Alpha are about to go in at the entrance of the alley. Lus, who is as thin as a piece of paper, walks by them sideways with his head down and against the wall.

Outside is a bustling street.

The Betas on the street are puffing out smoke, and their bodies are filled with various complex and pungent aromas.

Of course there are no Omegas prostitutes on the street. Even now, Omegas are a minority group in society. If they fall here, at worst they will live in the Red House.

Felix once heard that O is a treasure from head to toe. When the O in the Red House grows old and loses his looks, he will be sent to the black clinic to squeeze out the last value.

In addition to selling organs, the glands behind the neck can also be removed to extract high-concentration Omeg hormones. Many As who can't find an O partner like this. High-concentration Omeg hormones are also a strategic weapon. Proper delivery will cause chaos in the enemy's team.

Finally, there is the reproductive system of O. This is something that Philus has never understood. He doesn't dare to ask the old man, so he can only understand it by himself - taking off O's reproductive cavity and connecting it to a machine is what they call an artificial uterus, which can be used to give birth to children.

Philus walked through the crowd with his head down. He never thought that he would be an Omega. As the old man said, he is stronger and taller than his peers. He is destined to be a Beta or Alpha.

At this time, Philus has not thought about why Omegas are still not seen on the streets of the red light district after children differentiate into Os.

He walked to the back of the red house, where the leftover wine and food of the guests would be packed and thrown away. There were already a few street children waiting next to the trash can with a covetous look.

In order not to be seen by the nobles, they hid behind the garbage. The nearest place was occupied by them. Feluz knew that they were from a gang and he could not beat them, so he hid a little further away.

"Bang," the sound of the iron chain at the back door rang out, and someone unlocked the lock.

The neatly dressed female Beta grabbed 10 bags in each hand, walked out as if she was lazy, and stood in the door frame to throw them into the trash can opposite.

"Pah!" "Bang!" She smashed accurately and furiously, and several bags couldn't bear the force and exploded directly, and oil and cold soup splashed five or six meters away.

A spot of oil exploded on the mouth of the head of Phylum, and he swallowed his saliva.

The female Beta threw 20 bags, turned around and took out many more bags. The broken bags exuded the smell of food, attracting more street children to look around.

This seemed to make her happy, and she said, "It's time to eat, little garbage."

They are all garbage.

The Sigma Galaxy is a savage place. The food chain is from top to bottom, with big fish eating small fish, and street children are at the bottom, not even worth eating. They are microorganisms that can only be seen with a microscope.

Today's meal has been wasted a lot in order to please the female Beta.

Some street kids were already anxious, and rushed in before she closed the door, and then were shot through the palms by the automatic protection device of the red house. A smell of burnt meat spread in the air, and Beta laughed and closed the door.

The fight in the dark alley was about to break out. A group of hairy little kids all got into the trash can, and they could grab the most food by punching, kicking, and stepping on others.

Malus suffered a lot of black fists and black feet, but he relied on his desperate momentum to snatch two bags of food. After all, he now had to feed two people, himself and an old man.

He quickly hid the food in his clothes. Fortunately, he was tall and thin, so he could hold up his clothes so that others could not see. He was trembling as he walked, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he looked around vigilantly.

Some street children could not wait to pick up the food that fell on the ground and put it in their mouths. Lulus swallowed his saliva and walked quickly towards home.

Because the business hours of the red light district are very fixed, now is almost the time when all the red houses clean up the kitchen waste.

There are also foods thrown out from the back doors of other places. Lulus walked through the crowd of people who were rushing for food and saw a child who suddenly convulsed and lay down after eating the leftovers.

Others did not care and stepped over his body. They just took small bites before eating to prevent themselves from being accidentally caught.

The red house that Lulus went to was the safest. Some red houses would put some "condiments" to cheer up the guests.

After a while, the cleaners came and dragged the child away.

The owners of the small shops around greeted the cleaners, handed them some things, and then changed the signboards at the door.

"Today's new... meal powder, egg 20%, synbiotics 30%, powder 50%." Feilus only recognized some words. But he knew that anything that could be hung up by the boss must be good.

He didn't think too much about it, but quietly took some cockroach food pills from the box of various insect and rat poisons in the dark corner of the store and went home.

The old man fell asleep, and Feilus found two bowls and poured the food he got today into them.

It was a pale green paste mixed with some bones. He brought the big bowl to the old man, and the old man seemed to wake up.

"You know... there are many things to eat besides meal powder." The old man's breathing was very obvious. He looked at the big bowl that Phyllus brought to him, and the small bowl that Phyllus placed in front of him, and smiled.

It seemed that because he was about to die, he smiled a lot, and Phyllus thought it was a reward for his good work.

The old man raised his hand that could still move, and the insects flew up.

"Maggots can also be eaten."

A fat white maggot that was raised by his flesh and blood fell into the bowl.

The old man drank the porridge in big gulps, and Phyllus was also drinking.

There were clearly no maggots in his bowl, but he seemed to have chewed through the thin outer skin of the maggots, and the sticky juice mixed together and entered his empty stomach, and the imaginary fear hit him.

"Gasps." Felix vomited directly.

"Hehe." The old man had already finished drinking the meal powder paste, "Where is the cockroach medicine?"

Felix wiped his mouth with his hand, afraid that he would offend the old man, so he lowered his head and gave him the stolen cockroach food pills.

The old man stretched out the bowl in front of him, and there was still meal powder paste hanging on the wall. Felix looked at him and made sure that he was not mistaken, so he put the cockroach food pills into the old man's big bowl.

"If you can't eat it, go outside and beg again." A few round cockroach food pills were put into the bowl, and the old man put the bowl on himself.