The process of picking up garbage was very smooth: Feiton accepted the surrender of the federal army and allowed them to leave on their own escape boat. No one would deliberately stay in the battleship to prepare for an ambush, and there was no time to set up traps to protect the federal army's property; the maintenance man did not He knew about battleships, but he had been dealing with machinery for half his life. Under his technical guidance, the child workers did not dismantle the battleship.
After picking up the garbage, it was natural to sell the garbage. The sales point Feiton chose was the location of the branch of the Scrap Dealers Association that he had visited before, a drifting town transformed with an asteroid as the framework.
An incident occurred during the move. The Minister of Transportation under the "Divaz", a consortium based in the Jupiter circle, reached a deal with the president of the Crise Security Company, and ordered a warship to intercept the Yuhuo in an attempt to help the president regain the legally owned ships. Property that does not belong to it. But as soon as the communication video was opened, the Minister of Transport immediately apologized and got out smoothly as soon as he saw Feiton's face. The prelude of the episode was silenced.
Everyone arrived at their destination smoothly——
"I can finally leave the battleship~!" As soon as the younger children left the Yuhuo, they ran away and chased in circles on the space port dock.
When they come to a strange place, they don't need to be reminded by their older companions to know that they can't run around. They have been severely beaten by society, and they are not the kind of annoying naughty children.
Mikazuki raised his head and glanced at the 'sky' made of steel plates and lighting fixtures inside the asteroid, and murmured: "Isn't this a larger space battleship?"
Not to mention the defense system, which is present in all cosmic strongholds. What they defend against are not behemoths such as the Earth Federation Army and ZAFT, but small miscellaneous creatures represented by space pirates. This asteroid is also equipped with a propeller at one end. Not that it can fly very fast, but it can avoid foreseeable disasters when necessary.
Biskate smiled bitterly and said: "If you follow this view, except for the eight major planets, all of them are space battleships."
Olga looked at the child workers and said thoughtfully: "However, it's not okay to get tired of life in the battleship so quickly. We will probably spend most of our time in the Yuhuo."
"Don't think too much, they just said it carelessly." Akihiro, who happened to be passing by, replied, "You let them go from 'staying in the fishing boat and being unable to get out' to 'being beaten by the elderly in the factory', you fool That’s why I would choose the latter.”
Olga smiled: "That's right...but I have to think about a way to solve this problem."
"Ah, come on, captain." Akihiro waved his hand and went to negotiate with the staff at the dock.
Mikayue took out a Martian date from his pocket, gnawed it, and said casually: "I still don't understand the essential difference between this place and the battleship... In other words, as long as the battleship is bigger, or there are a few more battleships, can the problem be solved? ?”
Olga's expression changed, and she pondered: "How many more battleships...?"
It is difficult for people to change in a short period of time. Even if Feiton sprayed him, he still regarded Mikayue's casual words as a golden rule, intentionally or unintentionally.
Fortunately, 'expanding the size of the fleet' is not a dangerous direction, it is just an ambitious space scrap dealer.
The commotion in the distance interrupted Olga's contemplation. She turned around and saw that the Forever had entered the port. Compared with the very practical-looking scrap dealer's ship, the Forever was a bit too beautiful. attracted people's attention.
"No, time is tight." Olga, who remembered something, quickly asked the assistant beside her, "Bisquet, we are going to register with the association. Are all the materials ready?"
"It's ready." The preparation work was not done by Bisquet. The accountant uncle was the real civilian employee.
Mikazuki, who was not in the bridge, asked strangely: "Aren't you waiting for them?"
Olga said leisurely: "This is Senior Feiton's order - except for safety issues, we will solve other problems ourselves."
Mikazuki nodded: "Really? After all, we can only rely on ourselves in the end."
"That's it, Mikazuki." Olga puffed up her chest and took steps toward the town where her peers gathered.
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The internal space of this asteroid is quite large, but it is an industrial and commercial satellite, not a tourism satellite. In fact, there are not many places worth visiting. Most of the streets are dirty and crowded, and the shops are filled with all kinds of junk. , people negotiate the price in a quarrel-like manner.
Feiton and his party just walked around for a while, found a place to have a drink, and then came to the most decent building in this town, the branch of the Scrap Merchants Guild.
Unsurprisingly, this is also the most crowded and noisy place, but as Feiton and his party entered, the entire hall suddenly became quiet... This time it had nothing to do with the outstanding temperament and appearance of the Eternal Pavilion quartet, it was purely It's Feton's own problem.
Yong Lin whispered: "Feiton, it seems you are not just 'unpopular'."
Her soul perception ability is not high enough, but she can clearly tell from her eyes, expressions, and body movements that there are several scrap dealers in the hall who have clear ill intentions towards Feiton.
"Well, after all, the only one who has made a name for himself is the [Battleship]." Although it is 'Feton' who is wanted by the Earth's federal government, people are afraid of Feton sitting on the battleship, not Feton himself. "It seems that for To eliminate potential troubles, we need to use less mecha methods."
After finishing speaking, Feiton took two steps forward, suddenly pointed at the floor and said loudly: "Huh? This floor is rusty, why hasn't anyone replaced it? The association has incurred so much intermediary fees, and the infrastructure is not good at all. Really?" It’s too much to look at!”
He leaned down, inserted one hand into the floor, and pulled up a steel plate that was an unknown number of millimeters thick. What was torn off was a non-standard steel plate of about 3 square meters.
He tore the steel plate in half with the same movement as tearing paper, and threw it to both sides. After two heavy metal collision sounds that made people want to cover their ears, Feiton clapped his hands and said, "Well~ the dirty things are gone. , I feel better~" 33
"..." The scrap dealers all looked away.
Those scumbags who still thought about making a cameo appearance as space pirates, killing Feton with pistols and taking away the battleship, have naturally given up their evil intentions.
Yong Lin, who just followed up, shook his head and laughed: "Simple and crude, it is different from the 'professionalism' you usually pursue."
"There is no way. There are too many 'dirty things'. Even I can't technically eliminate the evil in a group." Scrap dealers are a legal profession, but not a glorious one. The moral level of practitioners is in the middle and lower reaches of society. Beware Heart is a must.
By the way, the scrap dealers that Feidon contacted before were high-quality colleagues that Feidon had dealt with and thought they were nice people.
Feiton smiled and said, "Well, let's not talk about the things here for now. Let's see how the deal with Tekkadan goes."
Some people died, but not completely...
