"Damn guy, it's just a little bit close. It's obviously just a little bit close. That thing belongs to me, Sekika..."
Sechika, who was sitting on the bridge of the escort ship, stared at the endless sea of stars outside the window, and thought in his mind - at last night's auction, because he was fighting with many bidders with the purpose of spending all his credit points, This made his performance when bidding with others very eye-catching. Except for the young human who couldn't see through the depth, no one in the field was qualified to compete with him for the ownership of the lot.
Years of smuggling business has brought him countless wealth. Even if he lost tens of billions of Malinkaline pollen, Sekka's account balance is still overflowing, and dozens of pieces of it are often sold at auctions. Millions of digital jumps could not shake the Khazbzan's determination to sweep away all the lots.
Just when he was happily preparing to bid a high price for the last mysterious auction item and successfully end his trip to Fenhabennis, the annoying young human appeared in front of him again.
Perhaps in order to avenge his previous bet loss in the boxing match, perhaps in order to prove that his ability would not be lost to anyone, Sekka's eyes were red and he pressed the increase button again and again, competing with the same determined to win. Yang Tianyi launched a fierce competition purely for financial resources.
Fifty million, one hundred million, two hundred million credit points and finally five hundred million world credit points. The two people who were completely immersed in the battle did not realize that the battle between them had successively refreshed the underground auction house since its inception. Unbroken record for the highest price ever sold.
When the auctioneer swung the hammer that represented the deal with trembling hands, and when the nine-digit number on the big screen turned into eight, Sechka had no choice but to let go of his big hand that was still pressing the increase button and wiped it. I was almost sweating through my clothes, and I was wondering why I hadn't been more conservative in the previous auctions, so as to save some funds for the final finale.
It can be said that until now, this sometimes shrewd, sometimes easy-to-make Khazbuzan still firmly believes that he was only one step away from victory last night. As long as he adds even 50 million credit points, that hateful human being will definitely win. Give up because I can't bear the pressure.
"That's all, that's 800 million credit points. Why don't you do anything wrong? You have to buy such a crappy thing."
Sechka, who said the grapes were sour when he couldn't eat them, turned his head and glanced at Lopdorf, who was sitting behind him with his eyes closed and concentrating. He knew in his heart that this warrior was recharging his energy for the upcoming boarding battle. So he stood up, muttered something in a low voice, and went straight to the porthole on the other side of the bridge. He looked straight at the transport ship that was relatively stationary to the battleship at his feet, and sighed that his luck was indeed beyond ordinary people, no matter what time it was. Everywhere you can find the favor of the Omniscient and Almighty.
Looking at the Star Flavor Group logo printed on the outside of the transport ship, there was still a hint of disbelief in Sechka's dark yellow pupils. If they had not been informed of the cargo carried on the transport ship in advance, no one would have guessed that there were precious materials worth tens of millions of credits stored in the cargo hold of this small transport ship, right?
He had also heard about moon crystal candy, a delicious candy that had recently become popular in many surrounding civilization empires, and sensed the business opportunities in it.
In this era when cross-civilization trade still requires the payment of high tariffs, any smuggled goods from outside this civilization, whether it is the most basic food, consumer goods, or luxury goods and arms and weapons, are in short supply, and smuggling the former The risk is obviously much lower than the latter.
Sekka is not averse to high-risk, high-yield transactions, but if a low-risk, high-yield transaction is presented to him, he will not mind transforming and providing reasonably priced supplies to countless planets in a state of famine. food supplies.
And the reason why he lamented that he was so lucky was that without any inquiry or connections, the Star Flavor Group handed over a transport ship full of moon crystal sugar, and he could win this batch without any effort. The valuable goods are used as the cornerstone of building new trade routes.
Judging from the economic situation of the Earth United Nations, Sechika estimated that even if tens of thousands of tons of moon crystal sugar were thrown into the underground market of the Earth United Nations, it would be just a drop in the bucket, and it would not even make a splash.
But this is just the beginning. After completing the establishment of the smuggling trade route, he will use his false identity to issue one order after another to the Star Flavor Group, and then continuously send them to the Earth Alliance or any civilized empire through the smuggling fleet— - For this kind of harmless smuggling, Sechka, who planned to organize the patrol fleet and colonial officials in advance, had no doubt that his own safety was guaranteed.
"Star Flavor Group, Star Flavor..."
After chewing over and over in his mind the possible hidden meaning behind this name, Sekka blinked his eyes and prepared to communicate with the transport ship in advance and personally issue an ultimatum to the other party's captain and crew members. .
Should he rather die than surrender and disappear into the vast sea of stars together with the full load of goods, or should he "abandon the darkness and turn to the light" and join his smuggling fleet with the goods and cargo ships? This is a multiple-choice question with an easy answer.
Of course, it would be better if the radar of the escort ship under his feet did not detect that a fleet of unknown size was attacking from behind.
...
"The target didn't resist? That's interesting."
Yang Tianyi, who had given full responsibility for the capture of Sechika to the military department, received the report that the operation was a complete success. His first reaction was not to be excited, but to feel a little confused, but after thinking for a moment, he understood the reason.
Facing a fleet that was much more powerful than his own, Sechika had only two choices at the time. Either he would use a transport ship that also belonged to the group as a threat to gain time for an emergency hyperspace jump for the warships at his feet.
But this is not a solution. It will obviously put him in a very disadvantageous situation. Judging from the energy supply of the escort ship, even if he does successfully escape from the Fenhabenis system, the reactor damaged by the emergency jump may not be able to support it. The ship has been sailing for too long. And when he is bitten by the group fleet again, it will probably be a fight to the death.
The other option is to surrender. Although Sechka is not a genius, he is indeed a little clever. He must have seen his identity and realized that the group fleet was not here to save his life. Otherwise, as early as Fenhabenis, the group would have had countless ways to kill him silently.
Even with the personal protection of the Cole Azan warrior, it only brought some challenges to the group's elite assassination force. Poisoning, self-destructing robots, hover car malfunctions, there are too many ways to kill fragile carbon-based creatures like the Hazbuzans.
Thinking of this, Yang Tianyi understood the reason why the other party did not resist - instead of risking being hunted to death and escaping in embarrassment, it would be better to go with the flow and see what the Stars Group was planning.
After all, according to the information provided by the federation's informant, the last batch of pollen did not fall into the hands of the Star Group, not even a gram. Sechka, who was not aware of the relationship between the group and the People's Federation, also seriously considered the possibility of making some use of this. Now that the fleet of the Star Group came to the door on its own, he just saved the time of secretly contacting the group.
Unfortunately, Yang Tianyi now has no extra time to deal with Sekika and his ever-present Cole Azan bodyguard. The reason is that he found that the origin of the mysterious item he spent 800 million credits to take seems to be more complicated than he imagined. Bizarre.
Originally, he guessed that the transparent cylinder might store some things related to psychic energy, such as Zeluo particles, a precious resource that can greatly increase the strength and sensitivity of psykers. However, when he personally came into contact with a part of the cylinder, In an instant, the identification result given by the system still made him widen his eyes in surprise, his face full of surprise and disbelief.
The transparent cylinder has nothing to do with psychic energy, but is worth a hundred times more to the group.
Behind the gray dust inside the cylinder that cannot be penetrated by any instrument, there is a planet that has been shrunk to the size of a fist using technological means. And according to systematic calculations, before being shrunk, the size of the planet was even larger than the Earth!
After the appraisal, the system also gave a matching label to this cylinder whose value is temporarily inestimable - a world heritage treasure, a masterpiece of pioneering civilization's technology and wisdom, enough to become a civilization's last resort and hiding place. A man-made subspace, an absolute treasure worthy of being named "Miniature Galaxy"...
trial version.
Looking at the word "trial" marked at the end of the system, Yang Tianyi couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart - a civilization that has the ability to condense planets and place them in boxes as playthings, for millions of years What level of disaster must they have encountered before, before they gave up the glorious civilization they created in the Milky Way and moved to that miniature galaxy that is still missing?
If the same disaster strikes the galaxy again, where will he and his group of stars go?
