Chapter 14: Alone in an Empty Room, Entrusted by the Hummingbird Club
The half of the giant walnut shell is shiny and has been polished many times, making it look like an exquisite work of art.
You Tuantuan squatted aside and looked up at Fiona and asked, "Sister, can I touch it? I'll be gentle and won't hurt it."
Fiona put in silk cushions and a small fox fur blanket. "Of course, this is a new bed for you."
Was it originally given to me?
You Tuantuan tentatively touched the walnut rocking bed with his paw, and arched his butt into it with twists and turns.
"——Why is his account full of lottery tickets? It's meaningless."
Quan Yi's disappointed voice came from the screen beside Lancelot's ear, "If not some welfare photos, at least let him learn how to do business like Ava..."
"Imitating Ava Winters? Forget it. The oil extracted from her homepage could power the garbage disposal downstairs for seven or eight years."
Lancelot came over with a can of juice and threw himself into the sofa, "You have terrible taste."
Quan Yi continued chattering, his tone full of reverie: "Yuan's voice is so nice, if he kept calling me baby, who wouldn't be confused?"
"If you want to be called baby so badly, why don't you just put on a pacifier and roll back to your childhood cradle?"
Lancelot took advantage of the fact that the opponent's fist could not penetrate the electronic light screen and skillfully turned down the volume of the light screen.
Sure enough, an angry roar was heard soon.
"Oh, sorry."
Lancelot twitched his ears and chuckled, "But you'd better not be so angry. Girls nowadays like emotionally stable partners."
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed a chirping "mini van" on the table, running excitedly around the walnut nest, making a clattering sound. He picked up a wide-mouthed glass.
The juice can was slightly tilted against the rim of the cup, sharing half of the berry juice. The sweet and sour fruity aroma quickly attracted a furry little creature to park in the garage.
Quan Yi yelled, "Don't be ungrateful. I'm just trying to help you avoid a disastrous defeat."
"Amazing." Lancelot exclaimed lightly.
Quan Yi had long been accustomed to the other party's ability to provoke anger with just three sentences. He snorted impatiently and changed the subject, inviting him to play cards at the club. "You don't have classes tomorrow morning, why don't you come to Luojin Avenue to play?"
Betting is betting, but it doesn’t affect daily social interactions.
But unexpectedly, Lancelot did not agree to his request immediately as usual. Instead, he seemed to be thinking about something, and then said, "No."
"Why?"
"Yuan didn't come back."
Quan Yi was confused by him: "What does it have to do with you whether he comes back or not?"
The sudden increase in volume scared You Tuantuan so much that he choked on some juice, and the fur around his mouth instantly turned purple-red. He curled up his paws helplessly, coughing and whimpering in apology.
Lancelot frowned, patted You Tuantuan's back with his fingers, and waved to hang up the phone.
You Tuantuan stopped coughing, licked his lips, and raised his little head high—
Wipe your mouth hair.
Lancelot stopped and looked down at him, a hint of confusion flashing in his slightly narrowed eyes.
Am I the young master or are you the young master?
In the club hall where neon lights flickered, Quan Yi stared at the extinguished screen, puzzled by his friend's reason for rejection.
Some people came over and kept asking if Lance was coming. Many ladies were waiting.
Quan Yi felt a lump in his throat.
He couldn't say that Lancelot was like a lonely husband waiting for his partner who was working away from home to come home, right?
The imagination in his mind made the black-haired young man shudder. He shrank his neck and asked the waiter to close the window quickly.
The wind outside the window swayed the flowers, and the purple buds fluttered out of the fence on the side of the underground city road.
"despair."
The young black-robed mechanic habitually reached into the flowers, ripped off a petal, and put it in his mouth to chew.
They look so righteous as if to say, since they are flowers raised by us taxpayers, it’s no big deal to eat a few bites.
Youan chewed flower petals and walked into the Wheat Field Bar, which was much quieter than usual.
He did not see the two black dog orcs who were in charge of the situation. Instead, several strange men and women of different styles came up to him and greeted him warmly.
"Good evening, Mr. Ghost."
"Hello, hello too."
He was not used to the overly warm contact, so he wrapped his robe tightly around him and prepared to walk past.
But the other party obviously did not intend to let him go. Several arms brushed against his chest, trying to reach deep into the black robe.
You An was startled and turned his head away from the approaching lips. The warm and sweet breath brushed against his neck.
He suddenly grabbed one of them by the wrist, then held her palm with his backhand and gently moved it away from his chest: "Don't do this."
Serious yet a bit awkward.
It was clearly just a mild rebuke, but it made several love veterans blush.
Just as they were stunned, an ambiguous warm light gathered on a steel pipe, and dazzling feathers fluttered down.
Youan tilted his head, as if his attention was drawn to him.
The tall and long-legged orc male model saw him looking up, his slender eyes could not hide his pride, and he danced even harder.
Why are you twisting around so much that your pants are digging into your butt crack?
Youan looked at it for a while, then sat down at his old seat at the bar, full of doubts.
The strange bartender in a tuxedo seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He came over and put down the items on the tray one by one.
Hot sandworm noodles with iced lemon juice.
A classic special set meal from Kagano Canteen.
Youan took a glance, his expression changed instantly, he picked up the toolbox and turned away.
At this moment, a strange and deep voice sounded behind him.
"Take it easy, young sir."
The wooden stairs leading to the second floor creaked, and as the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground came closer, a tall middle-aged man sat on the high stool that Youan had sat on before.
He placed his hands on the handle of his scepter and smiled calmly, "It's a habit of the Hummingbird Society to find out the details of our partners. Of course, no one else will know."
Youan turned around, his lips pressed into a line.
Perhaps it was a lesson learned by a certain nobleman. Facing the leader of the largest force in the dungeon, he raised his pale chin high and said, "I haven't agreed to cooperate with you yet."
“It’s a good momentum.”
Si Wangjin raised his chin towards the seat beside him, as if praising a junior who deserved admiration. "Don't rush to refuse. Let's hear about the content of the cooperation first."
Youan stood there motionless.
Si Wangjin waited patiently for a moment, tapped twice with the mechanical fingers on the handle of his cane, and glanced at his own figure reflected in the glass of the wine cabinet.
He tried to appear as amiable as possible, but it had little effect, so he settled for a light cough.
The subordinate beside him understood what he meant and placed a pale purple crystal the size of a pigeon egg on the table.
For Youan, money is always the best trap. If he could resist this temptation, he might not agree to this meeting.
The black-robed mechanic returned and took a seat at the bar, pocketing the gift. "What do you want? A modified machine or a custom one?"
"No, neither."
Si Wangjin pretended not to notice Youan stroking the crystal under his robe and said calmly, "I need you to modify the main control system of a Class B starship."
"Starship?"
"Perhaps you have heard of it." Si Wangjin said slowly, "It was once named Noah by Blue Mercury."
As the voice carrying the past fell into his ears, Youan turned his head and finally stopped estimating the value of the crystal in his mind.
Indeed, not only the mechanics, but the entire Granton Star had heard of the name of this frigate.
In the official news report of the murder.
The Federation once had an asteroid named Blue Mercury. Before the explosion of the asteroid, the guards carried out an emergency evacuation. The Noah was the last evacuated starship, but unfortunately it was attacked by a group of space pirates, resulting in countless casualties. The Noah and the guards disappeared afterwards.
When he thought about how Hummingbird would often cooperate with the government to fight against space pirates, there was nothing that Youan didn't understand.
The survivors of Blue Mercury want to take revenge on the pirates and want to transform the Noah, which was used as a frigate, into a battleship. If successful, its power will be extraordinary and it is bound to attract the attention of the military.
Youan understands their plight and their determination for revenge, but does not want to take the risk of spending the rest of his life in prison.
However, the experienced person on the opposite side seemed to have eyes that could see through everything.
"Don't hesitate, kid, you're just making a deal with the gang."
Si Wangjin rested his hands on the edge of the table and said slowly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Besides, you should want these bastards to disappear more than anyone else."
The rabbit ears that were covered stood up straight, pushing the hood up in an arc, and Youan suddenly looked up.
"Eight hundred thousand Bailan coins, plus settling your parents' tens of millions of dollars in debt from the underground gambling den. Even though you have no obligation to repay, being harassed constantly is a nuisance."
Si Wangjin stared into Youan's dark eyes and stretched out his hand to him.
"The hummingbird will be your blade. Now, how about you sharpen it?"
Youan was silent for a moment, slapped the cold mechanical hand hard, turned around and jumped off the stool.
"Lead the way, boss."
The black-robed mechanic said expressionlessly.
The Hummingbird Club's aircraft started up quickly, and as the punctuation on the driving screen gradually moved forward, the scene outside the window turned into a white, continuous high wall.
It was not until the aircraft rose higher and farther away that Youan's pupils shrank and he realized in shock that it was just a small piece of bulkhead.
Starships are usually rated based on the level of their central control system, but are graded separately for their carriers.
Youan knew that the Noah was a B-class frigate, and its carrier was ranked third in the Titan class. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the visual impact of the giant in front of him.
But he quickly regained his composure and continued to check the Noah information on the light screen.
A flying vehicle like a speck of dust entered the alloy hatch and landed steadily on the lowest level inside the hull.
Youan walked into the capsule-shaped elevator cabin. Through the transparent window, the circular honeycomb-like cabin layers kept sliding past his eyes.
Mechanics can be seen working hard everywhere. It seems that there is a reason for the recent pile-up of orders on the trading network.
The elevator door opened with a click, and the heavily guarded guards all turned their heads to look.
Youan walked down the steps outside the elevator, and the star-like dome cast a glow on his black robe.
He turned off the screen and said to Si Wangjin, "800,000 is too little. I want double it."
This was the first sentence the mechanic said when he entered the Noah. The guards standing in two rows with guns in their hands were all stunned and couldn't help but think it was quite ridiculous.
"Him? He sounds quite young, but he's quite arrogant."
"I heard it's only Class B. The main control system is so important. I don't understand why Mr. Si specially invited him..."
"Tsk, it doesn't look like it can be mechanically modified."
"Sir, why do you think I can't?"
The passing mechanic suddenly stopped, turned around, and pointed a slender, pale finger from his black robe towards his arms. "The Star Flame Spear in your hand is the one I modified."
"Ah...yeah...I just..."
The tall team member cleared his throat awkwardly and looked very busy as he rubbed his gun back and forth.
"As long as you can do it, I will give you the reward you want." Si Wangjin walked into the control room with the hatch open with a faint smile on his face.
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