"We are climbing compared to the naval frigates. Those flexible and agile little guys can jump to 10 au per second. Unfortunately, the guys from the Unicom Department do not allow free pilots to purchase military ships."

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the transition engine cooling, Nuel complained a little. He should also be a guy who likes the sense of speed. Just like the Earthlings discussing the performance of a car with friends, it is just a bit too far away from the unit.

"If you don't need to leap the engine, how fast can your ship fly?" Hong Tao is also a science and engineering man. He is a little interested in talking about topics about machinery, even though this machine has far exceeded his understanding.

"Whether between 10,000 and 50,000 meters, the performance of the spacecraft, including flight speed, transition speed, transition distance, transition start speed, etc., depends partly on the hardware performance, partly on the performance of the main brain, and partly on the degree of matching between the pilot and the main brain of the spacecraft. The same spacecraft may differ several times under pilots of different matching degrees."

Nuel is exactly the same as Hong Tao in this regard. He can't stop talking about similar topics. Not only does he explain, but he also has to try to speak easily and easily understandable words according to Hong Tao's understanding level, for fear that others will not understand.

"...I rely on mines! Is this a large space station?" Hong Tao felt that he understood what Nuel said, but more questions followed. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the spacecraft broke away from the second jump. When the mapping picture changed from blurred to clear, Hong Tao's mouth opened and forgot all the problems. He looked at the big guy in front of him in a daze.

Two crescent-shaped artificial buildings are suspended quietly in the air, emitting a golden dark light under the illumination of the big blue sun in the distance. They are neither dazzling nor dim, and have a very textured texture.

It is really big, I dare not say it is the same as a planet, it is almost the same. At this time, a cigar-shaped spacecraft approached it. Hong Tao had seen this ship transporting ore outside the space station just now. It was hundreds of times the size of Nuel's exploration spacecraft. But in front of this building, it can only be considered a small toothpick.

"Space station... no no no, it seems that your brain has been completely cleaned by the damn free drone. It is a star gate, from one star domain to another. If there is no star gate connection, even the navy cruiser will have to jump on for several years or even decades."

Nuel did not sneer at Hong Tao who was fussing, but showed a pity. How painful it would be if a person had all his memories washed away. He didn't recognize him anymore, but fortunately he took him in, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to get out of the space station.

"Star Gate? Such a big door! No wonder, connecting two star domains is not an exaggeration to build a bigger one. If a super-large spacecraft wants to pass in the future, it would be a joke if the door is small and cannot pass..."

Originally, Hong Tao was worried that he could play a good role in an amnesia. As he knew more and more, this worry disappeared. He didn't need to play at all. His normal performance was an amnesia idiot. He didn't know anything about the world and didn't know anything. He acted like a true character. He asked whatever he wanted. As long as he was thick-skinned, he was not afraid of being ridiculed.

"No matter how big the ship is, they can pass by. Forget it, you will know slowly in the future. You will soon be subject to the identity scan of the united department. I have submitted your identity application. There may be some noise during the scan. I don't need to pay attention to it and it will soon return to normal."

Nuel gave up on his attempt to continue explaining the Star Gate. It was obviously inhumane to carry out a knowledge explosion on a person whose brain had just been damaged. There was time in the future, so there was no hurry. In addition, the main brain sent a message, and the United Department accepted the application for the identity recognition of the exile and was waiting for its spaceship to enter the Star Gate.

Scan? As soon as the word came out, Hong Tao immediately shut up and another scene appeared in his mind. In a very high-tech house, a group of people or robots wearing strange isolation suits were holding various instruments to detect back and forth on his head. Maybe he had to stretch a probe into his head. After the instrument detection, he discovered his true origin, and then...

There was no such thing as then, the spacecraft slowly approached the star gate until the crescent-shaped building retreated to both sides. A sudden white light was in front of him. With the slight shaking and buzzing, the white light became dimmer and fading...

"I'm done scanning now?" When I opened my eyes, hey? The spacecraft seemed to be still on the spot. I looked at both sides. Yes, it was just that it was still on the spot. The two crescent-shaped star gates were still on both sides of the spacecraft.

"Well, it's over, congratulations to Ait, from now on, you will be Ait, the exile who is out of the exile land, and you can start your life again. No, no, don't ask questions first, wait until you arrive at my home, of course, it's your home. There's time to ask questions, and I have a lot of questions to ask you."

Nuel floated in the amber liquid, nagging in Hong Tao's consciousness through his master's brain. It seemed like he was asleep, but in fact he knew everything that happened inside and outside the spacecraft. It was amazing.

"Huh? Nuel, it seems we are not on the original star map?" Since Nuel didn't want to talk, Hong Tao had to shut up. But he couldn't stop thinking about the star map again, and he really figured out some content. The star map was wrong. When he looked at the logo again, it turned out that the star map was called Sulfur Blue, and now it has been changed to Volge!"

"This is what the Star Gate does... But Aite, our spacecraft seems to be targeted. If you don't want to die again, please don't bother me first."

Nuel still did not answer Hong Tao's question, but this time he gave a rough reason. It was not that he didn't want to answer, but that he had more important work to deal with. It seemed that cloning a pilot was not omnipotent, and his brain capacity was still limited. He could not take into account both while focusing on one thing.

"It won't be... Master, who is we targeted? Is there something wrong with my scan results? The police from the General Office are chasing me? If so, please don't make any embarrassment. Hand me over and explain the origin. It should be fine... I will testify for you!"

Being targeted? This is not a good word in the Earth Age or the Interstellar Age. Although Hong Tao didn't know what happened, he immediately had predictions and countermeasures. Then he blurted out the trick of playing hard to get.

At this time, pleading is obviously not as good as tragedy. With Nuel's personality, he may be moved by tragedy and then flee the police's pursuit. As for the problem of his lack of identity in the future, Hong Tao thinks that all countries in the Earth era had smuggled black households and lived a happy life.

Although times have changed, humans are still humans, and they may be able to survive as interstellar blacksmiths. No matter what, even if they are homeless people, they are better than being captured by the police and being a guinea pig!

"Identity scanning is very smooth. Police are an ancient word. I think you want to say the navy of the United Department. Using container scanners to scan mine is not the customs. They are worse than customs, they are called pirates!"

Hearing Hong Tao's call, the master brain replaced Nuel. It seems that humans are still inferior to computers in terms of brain capacity. It is not busy at all, and its voice is as calm as before. It has not forgotten to control the spacecraft.

"Sea Sea... Pirate? The pirate Dalasun robbed the pirate ancestor. It's still natural! Besides, what's the big bearded man who is known as a historian? Could it be that his identity has been exposed and all forces are ready to take action first!"

Hearing this word, Hong Tao immediately shut up, fearing that saying another word would affect the concentration of Nuel and the spacecraft owner's mind. But he was not calm in his heart. It was so turbulent that he instantly remembered many possibilities and multiple ways of dealing with it. Is it right or not? Who knows whether it works?

"I have obtained the qualification of a cloning pilot through endless hardships. I did not explore the vast airspace, but did this kind of stealing thing. Nowadays, young people really don't know what they are thinking!" After a few minutes, Nuel suddenly spoke.

"The pirates are gone?" The spacecraft did not enter the jump state, but Nuel's tone was obviously relaxed. Could it be that the pirates also saw that the ship had no fuel and gave up?
Chapter completed!