Chapter 119 [Added] First release: Take your big breasts...
The leakage of landlord information can be a big or small matter.
After a careful inspection, Scallop opened his palm and handed over the four pinhole quantum eavesdroppers he had found: "Sir, these were found in your living room."
Peacock wiped the sweat off his face, his expression twisted: "There really is a spy entering and leaving my bedroom. Where are these eavesdropping devices hidden?"
"In the closet, on the dresser, and under the toilet."
Hearing the word "toilet", the security guard standing nearby rolled his eyes unnaturally.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Scallop also turned his head and exchanged a glance with the security guard calmly.
Security guard: Two for you and two for me.
Scallop: Next time we get caught, we'll switch covers.
No one knows that these two ordinary-looking employees are actually ace spies belonging to the Federation and the Empire respectively. They each have their own tasks, closely monitor Peacock's movements, observe each other at any time, and report to the headquarters.
But this does not mean that spies from the two camps will fight to the death when they meet.
We are all workers, coming here to get paid. It's harmless to cooperate occasionally, provide a cover, or have a drink.
"Commander Bai must have sent a spy to install it in my house!" Peacock was furious.
The two spies breathed a sigh of relief at the same time: It's great that you think so.
Peacock had no idea that the metropolis had become like a sieve, with spies from the Star Alliance everywhere. A brick falling down could hit a dozen agents from the intelligence department.
Peacock only knows that Scallop and the security guard earn 2,800 yuan a month and work very hard, which is pretty good.
With his high-quality and low-cost team, Peacock held a serious combat meeting. The meeting mainly focused on:
How to spend the least amount of money to kill the vicious Commander Bai.
Peacock said confidently: "In order to save money and manpower, the budget for the military strike should be set at 50,000 star coins."
Upon hearing this, the two spies covered their foreheads at the same time.
Fifty thousand yuan, it would cost more than that to use an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito.
They have been undercover in Yexing for half a year, and with every passing month, they gain new insights into the stinginess of the landlords. In their extensive experience of overseas assignments, they have never found a leader in any country or region as outrageous as Peacock.
Taxes only come in and never go out, and all the money is used to buy clothes and jewelry. The city's infrastructure is in a poor state, and even the education funds allocated by the Interstellar Alliance to children are taken away without a penny left.
He can be called the interstellar Grandet and the wild star Zhou Baopi.
He is a typical feudal landlord and a stingy nouveau riche.
The security guard's mouth twitched as he suggested, "Sir, if you want to save money, why not apply for the Interstellar Alliance's peacekeeping force to eradicate them?"
Peacock: “That makes sense!”
Scallop struck while the iron was hot: "By the way, we can also apply for a subsidy from the Interstellar Alliance to fight against the terrorist Commander Bai."
“Great.”
"When the time comes, we just need to exaggerate the suffering of the people of our metropolis, and then take the money and sit in an air-conditioned room and watch them fight."
Peacock wisely decided: "Let's do it."
Scallop continued to add fuel to the fire: "I heard that the president of the Federation wants to apply for the 'Interstellar Peace Award' this year. Why don't we give Commander Bai to him and show some merit. He will definitely give the green light to our food aid loan."
Peacock's eyes lit up: "It has to be you, Scallop! Come to think of it, how come a top student like you comes to work at Wild Star?"
Scallop was silent for a second.
"Because... my fiancée and I broke off our engagement due to relationship problems, and I was afraid that he would hunt me down."
The scallop has no expression on its face, and its facial features do not move, only its mouth opens and closes. If you look at it for a long time, it really does look a bit like a scallop.
The peacock pretended to care about his subordinates: "Ah, is this a bird of prey?"
"No, it's a wading bird."
"Sex bird?"
"No, it walks by the water," the scallop flapped its wings, "a wading bird with big wings. It likes to eat small fish and shrimps. It hurts people when it flaps its wings."
Having said that, he recalled something and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
It was as if a certain body memory was triggered.
Peacock said with the tone of an experienced person: "I understand, females are just so arrogant and annoying. Especially with the conservative atmosphere in your empire, there are always "male competitions" and omegas are spoiled to be lawless. It makes me wilt."
"Instead of spending your time serving omegas, why not look for other more docile furry toys?"
Peacock hinted meaningfully.
Two Spies: I really want to ask Slippers if he needs to apply for legal aid.
Peacock looked at the time. It was almost four in the morning. He had to catch up on his sleep on the 500-square-meter bed. He yawned and said casually:
"In my opinion, Bai Ling is just a clown who can only talk big. You two should take care of him——"
Before he finished speaking, the security guard received an emergency call and reported with great regret:
"Commander Bai has seized your water tower No. 13 and drained our water reserves for one month."
Peacock: “…………No, how can he be so skilled?”
·
Half an hour ago, 7 hours away from the metropolis, the reserve water tower——
Sava hummed a song: "The enemy stores food, I store guns, the enemy is my granary. The enemy stores water, I grab water, the enemy is my big bathhouse."
"Shh, keep your voice down." Bai Ling lowered his voice and kicked the chicken's butt. "There's a guard over there, go and lead him away."
The little night hen did her job well. Her orange eyes were as bright as light bulbs, so there was no need to turn on the flashlight. He was like an owl that had been hungry for a whole winter and flew into a farmer's chicken coop, sneaked into the guard room quietly, and stole a roasted chicken.
The guard came back from the toilet and was about to start eating when he was shocked: "Hey, where's my chicken?"
Sava turned around and said vaguely with an innocent look on his face: "Chicken? I don't know."
Guard: "What do you mean you don't know? There's a chicken foot squirming around your mouth."
At this moment, a falcon suddenly appeared from behind and attacked, and headbutted the guard, who fell to the ground.
Sava swallowed the chicken bone in a few gulps, burped, and protested, "You stinky bird, why did you copy my moves?"
"This is not called copying, this is called reverse transformation, and use it for my own benefit." Bai Ling dusted off the dust and dragged the guard to the back and hid him.
After clearing the obstacles, the two walked out openly and climbed up the water tower.
Sava studied it for a while and said, "This water tower actually has a code. It's so tightly guarded. How can we dismantle it?"
Bai Ling opened the tool box and held a test pen in his mouth, "Technical solution."
Sava suddenly realized: "Playing with technology, do we have information security experts? They are like the hackers in the movies, who can connect remotely, beep, beep, and dismantle this thing in a few seconds, right——"
"Buzz, hiss, hiss--!" The empty water station made a roaring iron sound.
What the hell is going on?
Sava turned around in shock. While he was muttering this, Bai Ling had already put on the welding goggles, turned on the horsepower of the welding saw, and started cutting with a buzzing sound. Sparks flew and splashed from the edge like fireworks, and the iron trees and silver flowers that sprayed out looked a bit dreamy.
"…Is this your way of breaking the technology?"
Bai Ling: "Yes, using my own skills."
"I thought it would be more high tech!!"
"All high-tech is just a fancy trick of capitalism. No matter how powerful it is, it is not as good as this." Bai Ling changed the tools and took out a large block of iron.
Sava stepped back subconsciously: "What is this?"
Bai Ling held it and threw it gently. When it fell, the sharp edge was exposed, reflecting the corners of his raised mouth:
"Of course it's your workman's axe."
Next, a strong and powerful knocking sound resounded through the sky, bang! Spread throughout the water tower area, bang! The sound spread to the entire sandy ground, and the landlord fell off his chair with a bang.
"Fuck as hard as you can and see if you've reached the bottom." Two birds leaned their heads against the mouth of the water tower and huddled together to look inside.
"Why does it seem to be coming up again?" Sava has good night vision and can see it clearly.
"This water tower should be connected to the central lake of the metropolis. If we pump water here, the water will definitely be transferred over there."
Sava grinned evilly: "Stinky bird, how much water do you think our huge ship can hold?"
Of course, pack as much as you can.
Bai Ling called the team leader over and said, "In addition to the water tank, we also have some leftover Coke bottles. Fill them up."
Sava teased, "Commander Bai, people try to keep a low profile when they go to a deserted planet, but you're the opposite. You just buy things for free when you're here, even buying Coke bottles. You really don't want to spend a penny."
Bai Ling turned his head and pointed to him: "See the sign over there? [Metropolis, Your Forever Home]."
Commander Bai said confidently, "This is my house, so what if I get some water to drink?"
The two men were working hard, and under the water tower, the team leader felt cramps in his forehead. He couldn't believe that these two birds were so bold that they stepped on the landlord's sore spot and danced wildly on the first day they arrived.
Real-name production case.
"Put more on it," Bai Ling said frankly, "You'll soon find out that in the desert, water is ten times more useful than money."
·
"Report - Your Excellency, Commander Bai and his men boarded the ship and flew away."
The peacock was so angry that his wig was crooked, "Where are you flying to? Follow it, idiot!"
"I can't keep up. They fly too fast."
Peacock slammed the table: "Then can't you use satellites to monitor and locate?"
The security guard whispered, "Sir, the budget you gave us is not enough. We only have three satellites. If we want to solve the three-dimensional coordinates and clock errors, we need at least four."
Peacock: "...We are a poor area and cannot afford satellites."
Just kidding, a satellite costs 3 million to build and 60 million to launch. If you want to build a basic GPS system to cover the entire planet, you will need at least 40 satellites, which costs 2.52 billion.
With so much money, how many heirloom jewels can he buy?
And even if he wanted to buy it, there was no one to sell it to. The cutting edge of space technology is in the hands of the Federation and the Empire. Apart from military state-owned enterprises, the only private company with the capital to sell externally is the Gorgon Design Bureau.
However, the Gorgon Design Bureau's one-stop satellite launch orders have been scheduled for three years later.
Peacock thought about it, maybe he could call the federal president and ask developed countries to sponsor him for two.
"Your Excellency, Commander Bai has been found."
Peacock dressed up and said seriously: "How did you find them? Where are they now?"
"Their ship was flying so fast, it has already landed. We have guards in the no-man's land, and they saw it with binoculars."
"No man's land?" Scallop said, raising an eyebrow, "There are the only two oases in Wildstar."
Peacock waved his hands and sneered: "What oasis? It's just the remains of a city left by the ancient earthlings. There is nuclear radiation inside, and it hasn't been completely dissipated for hundreds of years. Only those who want to die will go there."
Scallops don't think so.
The name of the radiation zone is indeed frightening, but it is not uninhabited.
This starts with Yexing’s main source of income.
As we all know, this planet has a hot climate, poor surface soil, and a sparsely populated area, making it impossible to develop large-scale agriculture. After the landlord's family took over this place, they took on the next interstellar business in order to make money -
Dispose of garbage.
The Empire and the Federation generate a large amount of military, construction, and chemical waste every year. Due to environmental protection treaties, burying them on site will damage the national environment, so the two countries have chosen to transfer the giant garbage abroad.
Every weekend, transport ships loaded with garbage would land and dump the garbage on the wild planet.
Since most of the garbage contains heavy metals and exceeds pollution standards, radiation areas have become the preferred dumping sites.
However, there are people living near the radiation zone.
The "Moro people" live here, a group of indigenous people who love to grow potatoes and call for independence.
·
The team leader crossed his arms and said, "The radiation zone is my hometown."
He stood on the side of the road where cars were coming and going, with the sound of various horns blasting in his ears. Instead of being desolate, it was very lively.
The surrounding houses are very low, which makes the view wide. Just by looking up, you can look over the roofs and see the ochre-colored mountains rising in the distance.
But you also have to be careful about what's in front of you.
Because on the streets scorching hot under the sun, there are all kinds of strange-shaped spliced mechas running around.
You cannot buy these models in any military factory in the galaxy, because they are all handmade by street craftsmen with great sincerity. They have been modified to not require water, and some even run on diesel.
The conversion efficiency of an internal combustion engine is just barely adequate, only slightly better than that of a tractor.
There is often black smoke coming out from behind the mechas, so be careful not to pass behind them, otherwise the cold cactus meat in your hand will not taste good.
Sava screamed: "I just took a bite! All I saw was dust."
The team leader sneered: "I told you not to stand on the roadside to eat."
Sava was forced to throw away the bowl of salad, looked at the street, and said in surprise: "Your mecha driving skills, didn't you practice with these broken things?"
"Of course I'm not like you noble young masters who were born with a custom mecha to drive." The team leader said coldly.
Sava was unmoved by his sarcasm. He put his hands behind his head, stretched lazily, ran to the front in three or two steps with his long legs, and pressed down on Bai Ling's shoulders.
Bai Ling only felt a heaviness on his neck and the warm flesh against his arm.
"Get your big boobs off me! It's so hot."
Sava pretended to be nervous and said, "Don't shout. What if the landlord's people target us?"
"Don't worry, they don't have many troops stationed here, at most two or three, and they all live outside the village." Bai Ling said as he looked at the used goods on the stall.
Sava couldn't understand: "Why doesn't he install a surveillance satellite here?"
"What if the satellite is hijacked? How is Bald Peacock going to explain to the Federation and the Empire where the huge amount of garbage disposal fees he embezzled every year went? Is he going to say that the money went into his personal pocket and he used it to buy jewelry and clothes? As for the 3,000-page environmental protection construction report submitted to the Interstellar Alliance, it was all forged by him."
Sava suddenly realized: "I was wondering, for an artificial continent as big as the capital planet, where do they dump all the ship garbage produced every day?"
"The rich and powerful have a peaceful life, while the poor are the ones who are burdened with hardships."
Bai Ling said, then changed the subject: "But it's not necessarily all bad. For example, people who know what's good can also find good things here."
He picked up a radiation protection helmet from the stall:
"For example, this antique is from the 1920s, 70% of the quality, the valve pointer is normal, and it has at least one year of useful life left. If you can get it for 200 star coins, it's worth it."
As he spoke, he raised his helmet and shouted to the shop owner who was eating sunflower seeds in the distance: "Hey, boss, how much is this piece of broken iron?"
Sava was very excited. He had never seen anyone bargaining in his life.
The shop owner didn't even raise his eyelids: "2000."
Sava thought to himself, although 2,000 yuan is not expensive, according to the nature of birds, they will definitely cut it in half, so it is -
"20." Bai Ling said calmly, "Sell it or not? If not, I'm leaving."
Sava: “…”
Is this bargaining? This is chopping into pieces!
What shocked Sava the most was that after much persuasion, the owner actually gave them a bag to pack the goods and let them take them away. Since then, Master Sava has gained a new understanding of prices...
"Oh, don't you want to buy motorcycle clothes? Here they are." Bai Ling took the little hen for a stroll.
"No, I want to buy a brand new one." Sava refused firmly.
Shopkeeper: "That one is only 500 yuan, 99% new."
Sava subconsciously stretched out his hand: "50!"
"make a deal!"
A minute later, the little hen with a gloomy face walked silently behind Bai Ling holding a motorcycle suit.
Savoy muttered to himself, it’s over, he has also been infected with the bad habits of the stinky bird and can’t change... But bargaining is really addictive!
Bai Ling was going to the ruins of the Earthlings to see if he could set up camp there, so he came out to buy anti-radiation clothing.
"Let's go, there's probably nothing to buy."
In his previous life, he had led a group and stayed here for two years, so he was tired of the second-hand junk often sold in the market and it was not surprising to him at all.
Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere:
"Little friend, this second-hand satellite just arrived. Do you want to come in and take a look?"
Sava only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of his face. When he looked closely, the outline of the bird disappeared out of thin air. When he turned his head again, the bird was already restraining its excitement and looking for the store owner to look at the goods.
What kid can resist a second-hand satellite?
Of course, a 19-year-old child can't do that either.
It's a pity that I left with high hopes and returned disappointed. Bai Ling looked for a long time and found that those satellites were either antiques that were out of touch with technology, or were broken into pieces with only debris left. He picked them up for a long time but couldn't find any good ones.
He really wanted to have his own reconnaissance satellite.
In the previous life on Wild Star, among their group of revolutionary soldiers, only General Sava had a satellite. I don’t know where the chicken came from, but Commander Bai was so envious.
Bai Ling waved his hands angrily and asked Sava to go back first. He wanted to continue strolling around just to relax.
On the way back, Sava met someone unexpectedly. He stood up straight, raised his hand and saluted simply with a proper attitude, watched the other person slightly lift up his wide-brimmed straw hat and smile at him gently.
"Hello! Are you here to see Bai Ling? He is at the market, on the street on the left."
It is noon now, and the sun is scorching. Yu Chen is wearing a white foot-covering robe, which is common in the desert. He keeps his hands under the brim of his hat to avoid being exposed to the sun directly.
Yu Chen asked in a gentle voice: "Did he buy anything?"
Savoy wanted to say that he didn't buy anything, but he suddenly turned his head, raised his face, and began to add fuel to the fire with a beaming face:
"You don't know, Bai Ling just heard someone selling a second-hand satellite, so he ran over to ask, but he didn't buy it. He was so disappointed that he almost cried."
"Second-hand satellite..." Yu Chen slowly recited the word.
Suddenly, he asked Sava, "Does it have to be second-hand?"
·
Yu Chen walked out alone for a while.
The AI wanted to bring a team of bionic bodyguards, but he refused. He thought that having too many people following him would be a kind of shackle.
The market in the small village is very primitive. The roof is made of plastic, and the stalls are made of stacked door panels. The people selling things don't look anxious, they are all relaxed and at ease, without the monotonous and melancholy atmosphere of the people in the capital.
Walking among the crowded stalls, it felt like a different world.
Once upon a time, when he was still a prince, he was sent to a remote planet and lived there for three years where no one knew him.
He was so young at that time, and his mind and eyes were full of fighting for power and returning to the capital planet to seize the throne. He didn't know how to enjoy life at all, so much so that when he thinks back now, there is not even a single bright scene in his memory.
It's a pity, but there is no other choice.
Yu Chen raised the corners of his lips and laughed at himself. Sure enough, he was also lifeless when he was young.
The wind was blowing quietly faster and faster, and when I reached the street corner, I happened to encounter a small commotion. At the end of my sight, a ginger-colored bus came driving by. Its front end was high and protruding, its mouth protruding forward, and its thick and solid wheels rolling forward.
The car was not going very fast, but the street was really crowded. The stall owners were moving in a panic, pulling their stalls back, white plastic sheets fluttering like gauze. Against the backdrop of the clean blue sky, the bus stopped.
It stopped in the perfect position, right in front of Yu Chen.
The wind caused by inertia blew off the mermaid's hat, and the wind blew towards the rear of the car, then swirled back and floated towards the front of the car.
At this moment, someone opened the car window and a bony hand stretched out from inside. The finger bones grasped the edge of the hat as if grasping an unexpected encounter.
The man stuck his head out of the window, and the hot wind blew his fluffy white hair.
The smell of red willow barbecue wafted from the distant street corner, the scent of charcoal fire mixed with heat. Yu Chen could see the shape of the air shaking, and Bai Ling's smile was getting bigger. The bird knocked on the car body and said to him:
"Hi."
Such a simple greeting.
But it reflected an indelible scene in Yu Chen's eyes.
The young man's lively energy seemed to flow from the iron car into the sand, and then from the hot sand into his gradually hot fish tail. Yu Chen took a deep breath, and unexpectedly felt a hint of inexplicable nervousness. He tried his best to maintain his usual calmness and asked:
"The car you just bought?"
"Yes, it's a third-hand product. It's been modified. I won't mind if it gets torn to pieces."
The blazing wind brushed past the car body, creating a temperature between the two people that was about to overflow.
Yu Chen pretended to chat: "Where are you going?"
"I was going to drive back and pick you up. But you've already walked in front of me, so I had no choice but to ask you to get in the car." His lover leaned against the car window, the sun shining on her rosy cheeks, and her tone was tender:
"Will you come with me?"
The mermaid couldn't help but wonder, what would have happened if this scene had happened a century ago?
There would be one less shady prince in the world.
One more sincere person.
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