Batut is an ordinary Tanloner man. There is nothing special about him. If anything, it is that he is almost 30 years old, but he has not married yet, so he still lives with his parents.

The reason is also very simple. His father met with an accident in a mine. Although he survived, one leg was lame, which not only affected his walking, but also could no longer afford the family's food source.

According to the surrounding practice, Batut's father was going to the distant Yegu Forest, and either died on the road or disappeared in the forest.

As for Batut's mother, she was no longer fertile. After Batut got married and married a new wife, she had to work in the mines with Batut until she could no longer move or died in a sudden accident.

In an accident.

Yes, everyone around him does this - an injured father who cannot work will only increase the burden on the family and become a blood-sucking insect that can kill people.

If the mother still has the ability to have children, then she can find a new family and rely on her fertility to gain a new support for herself. If she loses the ability to have children, then she needs to work in the mines and use her meager physical strength.

Come to exchange for food for herself... Her previous jobs will be replaced by her son's new wife.

When the mother reaches a certain age and loses the physical strength to work, her ending is the same as that of her father.

Don't expect to live a dying life, it's impossible.

But Batut stopped his father from leaving. He couldn't tell the reason, and he couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind. He just didn't want his relatives to leave... and didn't want to watch him die alone.

From that day on, Batut took on the important task of keeping the three people alive. It was inconvenient for his father to go out, so the task of looking after the house fell on his father. His mother followed Batut into the mines and carried some small pieces of ore as much as she could.

You can also earn half a person’s food.

Batut lowered his head again and looked at the bracelet, which was very small compared to his body. There were many people around him making the same move as him.

Batut thought that the other person was not a Tanloner, not because of his awkward and ugly appearance, but mainly because the Tanloner people did not have such an exaggerated and active personality.

"Wow! There is an intruder! I'm going to see it for the first time! Is it a special plot? Wow, I won the jackpot!"

The first thing that appeared in Batut's eyes was a huge land that was completely different from the surroundings. A large number of Tanlon people worked on the land with odd-shaped wooden frames. There was a small piece of land in the distance, and dots of trees had already grown.

green.

The order stated that the mining base next door was occupied by Sin, and their operation this time was to recapture the mining base occupied by Sin.

"%#&%" looked like a human who didn't look like a Tanloner. He was holding a wooden stand similar to other Tanloners and ran over while waving and jumping up and down.

"Maybe that was a more cruel and terrifying scene, and I was helping them." Batut tried to convince himself, and unknowingly they had reached the scope of the mining base occupied by sin, getting closer and closer to the center.

.

Batut couldn't find any way to change, and he didn't know what he could do to let his parents continue to live... Is it so difficult to just live?

But the change came so suddenly.

The parents were shocked when they saw Batut's dress, thinking that Batut had become a regulator. After a few explanations, they breathed a sigh of relief... For most Tanlon people, the regulator is

It is not a good profession. Behind the glamor is the accumulation of countless lives.

The sharp and slender tool extended from the side of the machine and landed on the arm of the Tanloner who was sitting on the chair. The tip lightly pierced the skin, and it didn't seem to hurt. The Tanloner who was sitting on the chair

The person showed some doubts in his eyes.

The mother, who never spoke much, said with a stooped waist caused by carrying ore, "Every time you bring it back, it's for four or five people. We two old people can't eat so much, so I'll give it all to you."

Saved up."

The heartbeats of all the onlookers in Tanlonger jumped twice, but still no one moved. They no longer knew what to do if they struggled to resist.

The team was rearranged, with the supervisor in front. In front of him was a box filled with "supervisor bracelets". Although the styles were a little different, for most Tanlon people, things from the interstellar people represented

Different status.

"We have a lot of nutritional ointments stored under the bed. Your father is worried about it. He is afraid that someone will steal it away, so he doesn't dare to leave the bed every day."

How to control, how to aim, how to attack.

"Get in line to get it." The supervisor still issued the order without any emotion. The people in Tanlonger maintained an absolute quiet order, but they were also uncontrollably excited, as if they were brewing something.

"Okay, get up, next one." The machine, which seemed to be restrained just to temporarily control them from moving, was gently opened, and the supervisor gave instructions without emotion.

The supervisor greeted everyone emotionlessly again, but he didn't need to explain. The next thing to do was already written on the bracelet - familiarize yourself with the weapons of the interstellar people.

For a single man without a family, it doesn’t make any difference whether he receives it or not.

Before Batut left, he looked back again. His parents were not there, only a cold wind blew by, making his thin clothes rustle.

The journey is a bit hard, as the wind on the surface is always strong, and after the temperature drops, there will be a hint of chill, which is not easy to resist.

For a moment, he thought a lot, but seemed not to think about anything at all. Some knowledge suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly became able to recognize the words of the interstellar people, and also knew his identity at this time.

As an alternative, they no longer need to work in the mines, and can also receive generous nutritional supplements that are enough to feed the whole family.

"Click"

Batut deserves to be among them. He doesn't know what happened, but he is not qualified to ask. It seems that obeying the orders of the "regulator" is his, and the fate of the Tanlon people.

Under such shouts, the Tanlon people who had not moved at first panicked and ran back with their belongings. However, turning back every ten steps also showed the attitude of these Tanlon people.

The process of becoming familiar with weapons is a very tedious and repetitive process, and repeating this boring life is the specialty of the Tanlon people. Since they were born, they have been repeating the fate of the previous generation.

[Shoot, don’t give them a chance to speak.]

That not only wastes rest time, but also consumes Batut's physical strength.

A strange square machine was placed in front of the team. It was probably a head taller than a person. There was a chair-like device connected to the front. It was not a scary device, but the unique coldness of the machine still made Tan Longer, who did not understand,

People's subconscious mind is restless.

It can be seen with the naked eye that this kind of life will continue until the day Batut can no longer afford food for the family, or until then, his parents voluntarily disappear from home.

Batut couldn't understand.

[3. It is allowed to kill humans who try to resist...it will be judged successful.]

Stop it? They don't dare.

If you do not obey the commands in the bracelet, the chip will release enough energy to kill you as a punishment for disobeying the commands.

The supervisors who used to be aloof and aloof suddenly changed to new characters, and a group of strong Tanlon men who could be seen in their appearance were gathered together.

One by one, Batut could only feel something entering his body along with the slight pain, but he had no way of distinguishing it.

"Hey, where are you..." The strange man, who was talking so much that he couldn't understand what he was saying, was interrupted as soon as he got close enough to talk to each other.

Guarding what? Starmen?

There may be unknown things happening in the distance, but they are destined to be things that Batut cannot touch.

Immediately afterwards, the supervisor told them that after they left, their portion of the nutritional cream would still be distributed normally, but their family members would have to come and collect it in person.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that subtle pain of being pricked by a needle, which is really nothing to the people of Tanlon.

The supervisor holding the energy gun coldly took back his weapon, and on his supervisor bracelet, a line of large characters was brightly displayed.

A member of the "Tanlon Guards".

But because of this, many Tanlon girls who fell in love with him gave up joining the family because of his parents... He could not afford food for more people, including his future wife and children.

Could it be a good thing? Batut, who was no longer as tired as before, looked at the nutritional ointment in his hand. It should be a good thing, but why didn't he feel happy?

The destination was another mining base. To be honest, it was no different from the mining base where Batut was before. Except that Batut's parents were not here, he couldn't even tell what was different.

"What are you doing standing around stupidly? Run! Go home, go home! Be careful not to get accidentally hurt!"

Following the instructions of the bracelet, Batut set the image of his mother as the recipient, so that after he left, his mother could still come to collect his share of food and ensure her and her father's livelihood.

Batut noticed that when he saw this line of text, his hand holding the weapon was trembling. His excellent performance in the past training seemed to turn into ashes at this moment.

[1. It is allowed to kill humans...the judgment failed.]

That might not be far away. In the last blind date, when the Tanlon girl refused again because of his parents' affairs, his father had the intention to leave. The reason why he didn't do that was that he couldn't stay in Batut.

After leaving, if you drag your lame leg too far, it will be easy for Batut to find you again.

"Await your return."

The chip named "Basic Type 6·Revised" is active in his body. After activation, it brings him a basic understanding of knowledge and some understanding of interstellar technology, and it also controls his life.

Fortunately, Batut is very healthy and has a stronger body than others, allowing him to always join the shortest team and carry the largest pieces of ore.

The most difficult thing was sleeping in the wild. They didn't have the right conditions to prepare everything. They just kept water and nutrient cream to maintain necessary consumption.

Seeing the heavily armed Batut and the others, the group of Tanlonger people who were working were slightly stunned, showing fear and shrinking, and looked at each other, not knowing what reaction they should make.

"Please be careful, don't be crowded, don't get hurt?! Weiwei will kill me if she gets hurt!"

Living in the widest and smoothest abandoned mine that was specially selected, Batut, like other Tanlon people, still didn't understand the purpose of his trip - was it just a change of place for training?

Batut panicked. He couldn't imagine what his parents would do after he left, and how they would survive.

Is he going to kill his own kind? Using the interstellar weapon in his hand?

What is the existence of evil? What have they done?

Just thinking of his parents who were still waiting for him to return home, Batut had to hold on to his weapon and let go of the hesitation and hesitation in his heart.

The first selected Tanloner was asked by the "regulator" to sit on a cold chair. When he put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the chair, several metal straps suddenly sprang out, and he was not planning to struggle.

The Tanlon people were bound.

Let it go? They are unwilling to do so.
To be continued...