Chapter 3 Forced to Become the Young Leader
"Alger is a smart kid. He already knew who his father is, right?" Will smiled and rubbed my head. It was the first time I saw someone's smile really contain a little bit of kindness.
"Dad is the leader of the Nebula, the largest pirate group in the universe. Alger will be the junior leader from now on. He should know what a pirate is."
His smile remained unchanged. Although it was a question, his tone was full of affirmation. At this moment, I clearly realized that—
My cheap old father is really threatening me.
Will looked at the child who had no reaction and looked calm, and couldn't help but think more highly of him in his heart.
Their destination was a planet called AC-721, which was a remote abandoned planet in the Empire's records. It was hundreds of light years away from the Empire's capital, and it would take at least three space jumps to get there.
Such a remote planet is the headquarters of the "Nebula" pirate group, and it is also the basis for Nebula to remain at the top of the wanted list and continue to grow.
As his adopted sons, one of the twin brothers could never stand in the light. Angel was a child who would not be tainted by darkness, so this person could only be Alger, inheriting his identity, inheriting this group of star pirates, and inheriting their hatred.
He had already found out the identities of the twins.
He's not a good guy, he's just a vicious criminal, so he can take advantage of even children. He'll do anything as long as he can get revenge on the empire that drove them out.
He looked forward to the day when Alger grew up. When the child of the crown prince of the empire became the sharp knife piercing the empire, that scene would surely be very beautiful.
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I have no idea what's going on in Will's mind, but even if I did, I'd probably just think my cheap dad is overthinking it.
I am just an ordinary person. The only system I have is now an unreliable fraud.
Without any super powers or golden fingers, I survived the first three years of my life by clinging to my younger brother's thighs.
A real man can bend and stretch, and the spirit of salted fish will last forever.
Even going to the pirates' lair can't change my attitude towards life.
I have forgotten a lot of things in the past, but that doesn’t stop me from remembering the working man’s rule of slacking off—if you touch it, you earn money.
As a result, I was beaten almost every day for slacking off in the first year I followed my cheap dad to the Nebula Lair.
It was not until the evening of the following year when my theory class teacher called my parents that my cheap dad finally seemed to accept that I was just an ordinary person. He sighed and showed me a light computer. The light computer was not connected to the Internet and contained some news from the past year.
About my group’s favorite brother Angel.
…I take that back, he simply doesn’t accept that I’m just an ordinary person!!
Doesn’t he think this will motivate me to learn things that are so hard that they’re not meant for three or four year olds?
Do I look like someone who would do anything for her brother?
Didn't my whole year of slacking off make him realize that I'm really a nobody?!
…
[Ding ding ding, I suggest the host accept this. We are too far away from the protagonist now. No news from the protagonist will be conducive to completing the mission!]
Stop talking, you liar! As a system, you actually have distance restrictions. You are such a waste!
[Woo woo, who told me that I haven't fully charged the system yet?]
Can you know this when the battery is fully charged?
[No, but...]
Okay, stop talking. Aren’t you still a waste?
【Full charge allows you to connect to the internet.】
…
Sorry, Tong, I spoke a little loudly just now, but why can't the last 5% of the battery be fully charged?
[Of course, it's because you haven't seen the protagonist for a long time. Only complaints related to the protagonist can increase the last 5% of power.]
...If you hadn't told me this important information earlier, wouldn't all my complaints about everyone in the base this year have been wasted???
He is indeed a fraudster!
Doesn’t this mean that I must know the news about the group’s favorite younger brother?
I looked at the laptop in my cheap dad's hand.
"Father, how can you give me this?"
I felt a little sad when I said this, as if I was slapping myself in the face. Once this sentence came out, it seemed to confirm my personality that I could do anything for my brother.
It's all the system's fault.
"Alger, if you don't slack off in all your classes and training, you can read one piece of information about Angel every week." Will looked at me with the same expression as before, but his words were as cold as the icy springs at the southernmost part of the planet. "If you're caught slacking off again, I'll postpone your class by one week each time I'm caught. Okay?"
I knew that my idle life was about to end completely. Just after I nodded sadly, he picked me up again.
Ever since he came back here, upholding the authority of the leader of the Star Pirates, he hasn't hugged me for a year.
I sat in his arms, and we were like a real father and son. He held me and sat on the only seat in the theoretical classroom converted from an armory, and projected the first news on the light brain in his hand.
About Ingres.
The Third Generation of the Imperial Royal Family: The Little Prince Returns Home
I paused when I saw the title.
It turns out that our biological father is not an ordinary nobleman, but a prince...
The picture accompanying the news was of the gentle man in my memory. He was holding my younger brother and standing in a garden. Both of them were smiling. My father's right arm looked like a prosthetic limb, and my younger brother was smiling in his arms without a trace of gloom.
Their posture subtly overlapped with the way Will held me.
Wait, did Will do this on purpose?
...But how did Angel return to his father? Did we miss something important?!
"How did Angel find his father?"
I asked my smiling cheap dad directly. Since he showed me this news so openly, it meant that he had never thought of hiding this matter from me.
"Jamila sent him back." He enlarged the text on the news. "Look, doesn't it say here, 'Three years ago, the spaceship crashed, and the little prince was adopted by the local residents of the planet. As the little prince grew up, his adoptive father noticed something different about him, so he went to the imperial capital to look for his relatives and happened to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on tour.' I didn't expect Angel to be the Crown Prince's child."
"..." I looked at my cheap dad and finally couldn't help but said, "Angel and I are twins."
So I am also the Crown Prince's child.
And I looked at the date. If I remember correctly, it should be three days after my cheap dad took me away, and Angel was sent back to the capital star. Judging from the distance from our planet to the capital star, we should have set off at the same time.
Will had planned this all on purpose. He was just trying to separate us, all this talk about my brother being bullied and me having to protect him. He probably already knew our identities and might even want us to kill each other later.
He's becoming more and more like a villain, cheap dad.
"No, Alger is my child, the future young leader of Nebula."
He held my hand tighter.
"Angel no longer remembers you. Before sending him away, Lin erased his memory of us."
"In other words, he doesn't remember anything about you either."
He doesn't think these words can make me sad and upset, right?
I reiterate that I am an adult, and I am fine with the fact that the protagonist's younger brother doesn't remember him - after all, even if I don't erase his memory, I never expected that when I see him more than ten years later, he would still have much impression of his memories before the age of three.
From the very beginning, I knew that I would disappear from the life of my beloved younger brother.
Seeing that I didn't show any sadness, Will was stunned for a moment, then started laughing -
"Hahahaha, you really are a freak. My Alger, you will be my best successor."
Please, don't give me a weird character anymore.
I'm just an ordinary complainer.
In short, the days passed one by one. For the news about my younger brother who was the group's favorite, I reluctantly gave up slacking off and my learning progress became much faster than before.
At least before I found a more advanced way to slack off, I had to seriously learn these criminal skills, including but not limited to mental training, the theoretical basis of mecha driving, the theory of firearms use, basic combat, the production of gunpowder, lock picking skills, wilderness survival methods, wild species delivery and other subjects.
And then six years passed.
I'm finally, almost ten years old.
I can't believe that after learning so many things, my age is still less than double digits. Anyone who hears this will say that it is forcing things to happen. Those who hear it will cry, and those who see it will feel sad. It's as if I have found the feeling of being a social animal again.
My already expressionless face became even more expressionless.
After learning about my younger brother on and off for the past six years, my system finally ran out of energy today when I learned that my younger brother had won the first place in the "Most Popular Noble Member" for the fifth consecutive year and the prize was a giant pineapple. I then complained, "What kind of weird selection is this, and why is the prize a pineapple! Isn't it too perfunctory?! Who on earth would choose this kind of award in a group pet article?!"
[Beep beep, battery 100%. Congratulations to the host for unlocking all system functions. Now starting to connect to this world's network——]
My brain froze for a moment, and then I felt dizzy. Before I passed out, I saw my spiritual friend, the only normal person in the Nebula Pirates, the ship's doctor Lin, running towards me with a beast pacemaker in his hand.
It seems that he had just finished rescuing Jamila's pet starry sky crocodile.
——Why on earth does a ship's doctor need to know pet medicine? This is just as ridiculous as the wild species delivery course I took before!!!
Isn't the scope of your space pirates a bit too wide!!!
Hopefully he won't use that pacemaker on me.
[Beep beep beep—Warning, host's mental network expansion has exceeded the maximum threshold, function blockade in effect, blockade progress 30%... 50%... 70%... Mental network stable, alarm lifted.]
[System function opening error, compensation rewards will be issued soon, please check. ]
I listened to the system's voice and finally realized that the reason I fainted was a system problem.
He is indeed a fraud.
I hate the system, and if I wake up and find traces of a pacemaker on my body, this hatred will double!
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