"Prince Kelly Aresfon's father died in a mutiny of his own soldiers, and his elder brother died in betrayal of his subordinates. He himself was accidentally infected with the rainbow virus on his way to escape. It is said that the medical environment outside the region was difficult to treat, resulting in large-scale necrosis throughout his body, and he had to use artificial organs instead."

"According to the provisions of the dysfunction society, using and manufacturing alternative organs that are exactly the same as the human body is a serious crime of despising nature, so they only provide him with alloy products, which leads to his strange image and three-degree disability."

"For many years, the Morbidder has repeatedly used Aresfon's image to promote the Morbidder, vilified him, and regarded him as a negative case of opposing the abuse of technology. Aresfon's extreme temperament, and his early experience made him extremely closed, moody, distrust anyone, and his relationship with the Morbidder was just mutually exploited."

Lin Jingheng said "hmm" thoughtfully: "This character sounds so friendly, like his pirate version."

"I also roughly analyzed the armed forces in his hands based on the information of his attack on Kaley Star and Beijing Star..."

"This doesn't matter," Lin Jingheng interrupted him, "I need to know who was left behind the old subordinates who followed him from the Eighth Galaxy to the outside world."

Zhan Lu: "According to the information I can collect, he only has three old subordinates who have been following him to escape from the territory. They are..."

"No need to introduce it one by one, search for all the underground black market information in your database, preferably videos, news, sneak shots, everything is good. Compare with these three people and compare them directly to me."

Zhanlu was silent for about five minutes: "Sir, one of the three is named Yuan Yiren, male, 220 years old, with a sadistic tendency, and a loyal believer of Prince Kelly. I searched for two images of him in the database, appearing in the underground black market. According to lip analysis, the people around him called him "Black Scale", or similar pronunciation. The second video captured the goods he purchased from the underground black market."

"What?"

"A beautiful snake." Zhan Luping replied flatly, "very inhumane."

"Oh, it seems that he is indeed very 'loyal' to Prince Kelly." Lin Jingheng narrowed his eyes meaningfully.

Aresfon and the Beautiful Snake are like the same artificial deformed products, which can make people feel unpleasant associations. With the personality of this Prince Kelly, if he knew that his confidant had touched such things in private, he would definitely lose this person.

So why did Yuan Yiren risk his life to buy this artificial monster on the black market?

"Beauty Snake" often has a meaning of color/emotion and intimacy, while sadistic people often have a depressed desire in their hearts.

This is really intriguing.

Zhan Lu asked innocently: "Sorry, sir, what are you hinting at? I didn't receive it."

Lin Jingheng ignored him: "So Yuan Yiren is very familiar with the underground black market and underground waterways."

"I'm afraid," Zhan Lu replied, "including common underground waterway locations, construction rules, and jump point distribution..."

Lin Jingheng answered his words: "It also includes the composition of the underground channel. He knows who can make a living on the underground channel and deal with them."

Zhanlu: "Yes, sir. He knows them, but even if he knows that these people are not threatened, he still wants to kill them all."

"I understand," Lin Jingheng said, "block the mouse hole and prevent the snake from coming in - it seems that I have to install a mouse today. I need some quick muscle dissolving agent. [Note]"

Within half an hour, the rapid muscle dissolving agent destroyed Lin Jingheng's almost perfect muscle layer. After years of rigorous life and uninterrupted training, his body fat rate was very low. After the muscle layer was thinned, the whole person almost stood up.

"Take all the particle cannons, keep one missile," Lin Jingheng tied the obviously loose shirt buttons, "fry out the material warehouse... By the way, there is still the remaining soothing agent, keep the packaging box, and throw it in the garbage to be disposed of."

Mecha Beijing executes all his commands meticulously like a disassembly toy.

"Zhanlu, block my personal terminal."

The robot swept over his wrist, and the personal terminal became dim. Unless there was a smarter decoding tool than the mecha core of the League's No. 1 mecha, it looked like it was damaged.

"You back up the surveying and mapping diagrams, and then destroy this one. The positioning system of the mecha Beijing and all referenced interstellar waterway maps are also destroyed. Follow the line I drew, you imitate an interstellar waterway map. The blurry the better. Debug the state in the mecha to the "lowest survival mode". Zhan Lu, after doing it, shrink your spiritual network and then reserve all Beijing's backup energy to you."

Most of the instruments on the mecha Beijing were silent as they were connected. In the end, even the gravity system was shut down, and the entire cabin entered a weightless state.

"Now you are ready to hibernate," Lin Jingheng said to Zhanlu, "until I call you through the spiritual network... Oh yes, I almost forgot. Before you hibernate, give me another shot of a comprehensive blocking antibody. Those poor pirates like to make nauseous biochemicals so much."

"Yes, sir," Zhanlu asked, "in what form should I sleep?"

Lin Jingheng glanced at the cabin and pointed to the wine cabinet.

Two hours later, the pirates detected a mecha and floated into their alert range like a stroll in space. The mecha looked very embarrassed. The fuselage, which was supposed to be perfectly symmetrical, was missing a corner. I don’t know if it was out of power or what, the power system did nothing, rolled and crawled at a constant speed, and the defense system was even more funny, which was about to be none.

Such a thing is really not worth it when a cannonball wasted. When I found that the pirates of this mecha immediately sent a vanguard to invade the opponent's spiritual network, it was unexpectedly scary - the human-machine docking port of the mecha Spirit Network was empty, and this small mecha with intact spiritual network was in unmanned state!

The Pirates Pirates quickly reported to their superiors. After the layers of orders were issued, the Pirates Pirates who were the first to try to control the opponent's spiritual network carefully fished back the mecha of unknown origin. They were shocked to find that it was not a drone, and there was a "unconscious" driver inside.

He didn't know how long he had been drifting in the universe, and his food and drinking water had probably been exhausted. His lips were chapped, his face was haggard, and he was very thin, completely like a broken pole.

A total of eight empty soothing agent syringes were found in the mecha. The driver probably exhausted his inventory and left the mental network exhausted, and didn't even have time to open the nutrient storage. If no one caught him, the oxygen would be exhausted in a few hours, and he might turn into a cosmic mummy.

On this mecha, which was about to run out of ammunition and food, there was a very specious waterway map, and the routes marked on it were a new waterway that had not been recorded so far.

The vanguard did not dare to delay, so he quickly reported the news and sent the person to Commander Yuan Yiren.

Yuan Yiren, the largest general under Prince Kelly, has a middle-aged appearance, with a square face and a high hairline, which is almost "highest". His broad shoulders, and his natural rising corners of his mouth, which is a fashionable "smiling lips". At first glance, he is nothing special, he even has a kind-hearted look, but once he is stared at his eyes, he will feel creepy in less than a moment. His smile is like a hypocritical evil god in ancient legends, staring at the mortals and the sacrifices they worship.

"It's him?" Yuan Yiren first glanced at the unconscious driver casually, "Where is the identity?"

"It should be a smuggler on the underground waterway. There is a blurry map of the underground waterway on the mecha, which is commonly used by smugglers." The star thief under his command replied, "He was unconscious after illegally breaking away from the spiritual network. Adult, I think a few milligrams of soothing agent can awaken him."

"Well, fight." Yuan Yiren nodded indifferently at first. As he walked around, a light suddenly leaked, illuminating the face of the unconscious young man, "Wait, wait."

The pirate leader leaned closer, stretched out his two fingers and held up the man's face, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment: "Do you think he looks a bit like a person?"

The subordinates looked at each other.

Yuan Yiren didn't plan to listen to their reply, and said to himself: "The one who looks really like the Silver Fortress."

"Sir, are you talking about Lin Jingheng?" A short and fat man next to him asked in a low voice. When he said that name, he seemed a little nervous and subconsciously licked his lips, "This person..."

Yuan Yiren laughed, reached out and touched the unconscious person's face, and stroked his thin neck and thin chest: "How could Lin Jingheng be so weak? Besides, what's the terrible thing about a person who died prematurely?"

"Take off all the radiation-containing things and metal products on him, including the belt, check to confirm whether there is any subcutaneous implantation. If not, wake him up. I will talk to him, and cut off his head if there is. Yuan Yiren said, standing up, licking the finger he had just touched the man, "He will be my best collection."

Several pirates stepped forward and scanned the unconscious man's body in a few seconds. They only found a very old laser gun on him. In addition, there was only a little metal reaction between the belt buckle and the shoelace eyes. His body was cleaner than his face. The personal terminal on his wrist was so dead that it was not reacting and it was damaged.

This man looked particularly poor and pitiful, with a little face similar to Lin Jingheng, and nothing unusual.

"Prepare ten milligrams of soothing agent..."

"Wait," Yuan Yiren interrupted again. He stood in the shadow and rubbed his chin slowly. "Before the soothing agent, give him a little gift."

"Yes," the chunky pirate was well trained, "bring the rainbow virus over."

The deadly virus pushed the man's body, and the unconscious person started to move gently uncomfortablely. He was held down by someone's hands and feet, and his slender neck became straight, like a dying bird.

Yuan Yiren looked at his frown with strange eyes and his weak struggle, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, so excited that he almost couldn't sit down.

After the rainbow virus lurks for twenty-four hours, it will take root and sprout in this beautiful body. First, it will make him weak all over. After three hours of attack, he will only have the strength to blink. Then the original limbs and organs will gradually fail and the immune system will collapse. At this time, cut off the necrotic part and install a beautiful transplanted organ, and the rejection reaction will be minimized. His body will become the most suitable plant for grafting and can be trimmed into any shape at will.

Under the stimulation of the rainbow virus, the "coma" man opened his eyes before they could take out the soothing agent.

"Water..." He spit out a word in a daze, his scattered eyes were not focused, his fingers weakly hooked the corner of a pirate's clothes, and slipped down, "Give me water..."

Yuan Yiren nodded and delivered a cup of clear water to the man's mouth.

The man was probably very thirsty and almost drowned himself in the cup. He had some energy burst out from somewhere and actually took the cup away... although it spilled most of it on his body.

He thanked vaguely: "Can you give me another drink?"

"Poor." Yuan Yiren shook his head, "Give him another glass of water and bring the nutritional needle."

This unlucky guy who was suspected of smuggler was unconscious. His mental damage was only half the cause, and his other half was hungry. After all, there was no supplies on the mecha. After two glasses of water and a tube of nutritional needle, he woke up completely. Maybe he noticed the pirates in the room. He showed a little calm smile, his eyes rolled rapidly, and he looked a little bit cunning and nervous.

Yuan Yiren sat opposite him with kind eyes, looked at him with a gaze looking at his new pet, and asked with a gentle breeze and drizzle: "What's the name?"

"Sea Snake.【Note】"

"Is the weird name a nickname?"

"No, when the people who raised me found out, they were watching the live broadcast of the animal world, and it happened to be the sea snake."

This is the name of a typical eight-galaxy underground man. Yuan Yiren didn't care: "What are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man in front of him staring at his face tightly and interrupting his question: "I may have seen you somewhere... Are you Mr. Black Scale?"

Yuan Yiren's face suddenly changed.

The young man who called himself "Sea Snake" seemed to be unable to understand the face of the person and said happily: "I have seen you once on the black market. You took photos of that. I will help you with the ecological cabin... Um..."

Yuan Yiren covered his mouth with a sticky and cold look like some kind of cold-blooded animal. Then he waved his hand to the hem of his surroundings, signaling them to get out. There were only two of them left in the small compartment.

The sea snake was confused and showed fear on his face. Yuan Yiren suddenly smiled, let go of him, and regained his kind-hearted eyebrows, as if the terrible expression just now was just a brief illusion.

"It's not very steady to say that when you go to the underground black market to buy pets, especially in front of your subordinates. Can you understand?" Yuan Yiren glanced at Haishe. He was obsessed with this face, but he was really dissatisfied with these eyes. Although his eyes were completely different, the special gray color reminded him of Lin Jingheng, a confidant at that time, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Yuan Yiren made up his mind and when the rainbow virus broke out, he would dig out these eyes and replace them with dark brown or black ones.

As soon as they met, they were almost called to break the secret that they had hidden very deeply. At this time, Yuan Yiren's attention had been completely diverted. Before the sea snake could formally introduce himself, he first identified him as a gangster in the underground black market.

"Why did you float here in a mecha that was full of ammunition and food?"

The sea snake was a little confused at first: "I...my navigation was damaged, I was hungry, tired, exhausted, and my final impression was that the matching degree was declining, and then I didn't know anything...Where is this?"

Yuan Yiren stared at his expression: "It's almost out of the domain, where are you going?"

After hearing this, the sea snake was stunned for a long time, then he hugged his head with both hands and cursed a series of dirty words, with a vulgar accent unique to the eight-galaxy underground world. This time, he didn't dig his eyes and didn't look like Lin Jingheng, and he was completely a mud leg in the sewer.

Yuan Yiren patiently pieced together something from his words like "Swearing the Encyclopedia of the Street": "Stinking Sister? That missing underground channel administrator? You were his before? What did you say he did? He reserved arms and built his own base?"

"The bitch raised by the bitch also has his own material reserve, at least two, and only he knows the coordinates." Haishe said gritting his teeth, "Everyone is afraid of causing trouble and opposes him to reserve arms. He doesn't listen at all. He has armed and supplies on his hands, so he controls us. He only gives us a little bit of ration every day, treating us as livestock..."

"What kind of work do?"

"Build a base, something new energy system, defense system, etc.... I don't understand. He only told us to work. We can't eat enough, and there are not enough robots..." Haishe said in a mess, trembling. "I can't stand it anymore. I want to kill him, but my brother betrayed me and sold us to the stinky sister... They... they were all dead, and I was the only one who escaped from the base..."

"Shh--" Yuan Yiren patted the young man's shoulders like a warm elder, "Stay calm, calm, it's okay now, let's talk, where are they? Maybe I can help you?"

After hearing this, the sea snake suddenly shuddered. He seemed to realize that he was talking to the infamous interstellar pirate. His thick eyelashes trembled a few times. He stiffly tried to control his expression and squeezed out a smile: "Actually, I am too..."

By the way, although he hates the stinky sister, there are probably friends he has been with day and night in the base.

"It's quite affectionate." Yuan Yiren thought.

He interrupted the sea snake rationally and said gently: "But there is no need to hurry up. I think you need to rest and can raise it here for a while. I will see you tomorrow."

Twenty-four hours later, let’s see if friendship can beat the virus.

Yuan Yiren took him to the door and left.

Sea Snake - Lin Jingheng sat quietly for a moment, lifted up his sleeves, and looked at the pinhole on his arm.

He lowered his head, and murderous intent flashed across his pale face.
Chapter completed!