025 I, a demigod-level life form, am short of money
"This energy defense shield really wastes dark energy batteries."
A fully loaded medium-sized transport ship.
Yang Ming couldn't put it down, playing with the light shield gloves, lightsaber flashlight, and the dark gray high-end combat uniform, and kept uttering admiration.
Kolev sat in the main driver's seat, humming a tune and observing various operation panels, feeling very happy.
In the back seat, the two middle-aged uncles stared at Yang Ming in the passenger seat with burning eyes.
In the corner of the back row, Mimili, whose mouth and eyes were swollen, was admiring a photo projected on her watch, laughing from time to time, completely losing her ladylike appearance when they first met.
"Oh, Hanton!"
A middle-aged uncle couldn't help but admire: "How did you do it? There were more than a dozen of them, and they only hit you a few times!"
Yang Ming smiled and said nothing.
Because he couldn't act too shocking, he deliberately used his back to bear several tickling attacks.
The two unimportant uncles kept praising:
"Your fighting skills are so strong! I didn't know how perverted you would be if you picked up a lightsaber!"
"I saw Mimi Li being beaten by them. Hanton, you just drew a steel pipe and rushed forward! Oh, yes, Mimi Li, how are your injuries?"
Mimili covered half of her swollen face and asked innocently: "Am I hurt?"
The three people in the back row laughed together.
Kolev laughed and scolded: "You guys are vulgar and vulgar. You don't have the elegance and calmness that professional pirates should have. You are still fighting in the streets at this age. This is extremely irrational! Think about it,
How many great captains have died on ordinary streets! Aren’t these lessons enough?”
Mimi Li's eyes were full of fire as she looked at Yang Ming and said, "Can you teach me fighting skills, Uncle Hanton?"
"this……"
Yang Ming looked at Kolev.
This is another price.
"What an excellent regiment leader needs is not to charge into battle, but to take charge of the overall situation," Kolev said, "You have to remember Mimili, there will be no substantial gains from being quick with words for a while. When facing the enemy,
You need to be calm, rational, and elegant, so that your partners can feel that you are reliable."
Mimili nodded thoughtfully.
Really, if Yang Ming hadn't seen the following scene on the bridge of his own pirate ship half an hour later, he would have almost believed what the bad old man said.
Kolev rolled up his sleeves, holding a big wrench in his hand. His old face turned red and his beard was flying. He pointed at the projection screen in front of him and cursed:
"Take care of your lamb Leodon! It was she who insulted my daughter first! I really want to stuff your big nose into your asshole! When I was plundering the New Federation merchant ship, you were still doing odd jobs and running errands on my ship!
Fuck you! If you want to fight, then fight!"
The sturdy man in the projection screen is no less generous:
"Kolev, you old guy! You must be in love with the big crotch of those prisoners in Cole Harbor! Hahaha! This is not your time anymore Kolev! Kimo is ten times stronger than you! Ten times!"
"Main gun recharge!"
"Full gun charge!"
"Damn it! Did it with them!"
The old sailor who lost the pressure quickly opened the protective cover.
"Kill these shameless people! They deserve a lesson! Let them know who I am!"
An old woman in an apron lights the fire control button.
The bridges on both sides were suddenly very busy.
Yang Ming grabbed the lightsaber hanging on his waist and said in a deep voice: "Give me an assault boat and two sets of space breathing devices, and you will give all your energy to the protective shield!"
The busy bridge was quiet for two seconds.
Then it became noisy again, with vulgar words everywhere.
Kolev cursed for a while, and then blocked the communication with the other ship.
The two pirate ships were wrapped in protective shields and faced off for a moment, and then began to slowly retreat, with their gun barrels aimed at each other, and then gradually accelerated away from the effective range of the opponent's ion main cannon and super-high-speed missiles.
Yang Ming:……
In love, is he the only one who really wants to kill the other person?
"This captain has traveled across the stars for decades and has never lost a fight!"
Kolev blew his beard proudly, then looked at the expressionless Yang Ming and spread his hands slightly awkwardly: "This is how pirates get along with each other, you have to get used to it."
Yang Ming turned away and walked away: "I have commandeered the gym on the ship. Please try to avoid it while I'm here. Thank you."
Kolev's old face continued to beam with joy, and he began to talk about the thrilling scoldings over the years.
Mimi Li looked at Yang Ming's leaving figure and suppressed the urge to chase after him.
She needs to think about how to make this powerful uncle closer to her.
…
"I didn't expect that in a real galactic civilization, getting a ship would be so expensive."
Yang Ming continued to sigh.
He played with the weightlifting bar casually. The two ends of the weightlifting bar were bent downwards, and the metal cakes were piled high, but Yang Ming's arms did not sweat at all.
He locked the gym door and blocked the two cameras, otherwise he wouldn't dare to do this directly.
'We must exercise more.'
The Valkyrie may appear in front of him with a sword at some point, and no matter how strong a force he can build later, personal strength will always be the most solid guarantee.
Yang Ming continued to reflect on the expensive black market prices for medium-sized pirate ships.
A new ship that could meet his needs actually cost four million federal credits.
Even if you want to buy a second-hand ship, a ship in better condition will cost more than three million new federal credit coins, and the black market does not accept loans and mortgages.
Moreover, the majority of the cost of a ship is in its use and maintenance.
Jump technology consists of four steps - determining coordinates, coating into subspace, opening the jump path, and performing a space jump. The energy required for coating and opening the jump path is very huge, and the energy density requirements are also quite stringent.
This determines that a spacecraft with a jump function must be at least 65 meters high.
(Dividing ships by length is for convenience and intuition. In fact, the function and value of a ship must consider many factors.)
The energy problem is easy to solve. There are many "Dyson Cloud" charging stations on the busy star roads of the Milky Way. The toll required for a normal commercial voyage is about one percent of the overall price of the ship.
But the purpose of Yang Ming's ship is to find the omnic Twilight. It is located in a remote place and is not on a busy trade road. This requires that the spacecraft driven by Yang Ming must have enough capacity to carry more and better dark energy reaction batteries.
, and an ultra-high-speed engine suitable for direct navigation.
Ideally, Yang Ming would like to drive the spaceship by himself, which would require a valuable auxiliary driving system and a certain number of hull maintenance robots.
And because of the restrictions of various agreements on omnics in the galaxy, ordinary ship-based robots are limited in their capabilities, and the premium for a system of ship-based maintenance robots is quite high.
Yang Ming now understands a little bit why the "Abyss" game has simplified most of the operation difficulty and acquisition difficulty. Battleships and legions also require large capital, and large groups can play successfully.
A spaceship is a money shredder!
Yang Ming needs to prepare at least 10 million new federal credit coins!
‘I, the secondary ancient god’s life form, am very short of money.’
Of course, Yang Ming could recruit a group of cheap crew members, find the omnic Twilight and slaughter them; but Yang Ming felt that such behavior was not something he could accept.
There must be some bottom line in being a human being.
"Let's find a way to make money."
Yang Ming handed the 'dumbbell' to his other hand and continued to think about making money.
In fact, I also have many conveniences:
He is helping a broken pirate group, and the old leader Kolev is worth a lot of money;
He had a ready-made team to draw on, even though half of the members were in their 70s or 80s.
'Next I'm going to be a pirate and rob?'
Yang Ming frowned and kept thinking.
This time when he went to the black market, Kolev helped him buy two boxes of genetic stabilizing fluid. He also received three pieces of personal equipment, which can be considered to have a certain degree of combat effectiveness.
Kolev had discussed cooperation intentions with him before. Kolev would formulate a plan, and Yang Ming would receive a considerable reward after helping them.
Moreover, Yang Ming has already set his sights on a fat sheep, so he won't feel any guilt if he kills the fat sheep.
"Yang Ming, can I come in?"
Kolev's voice came from the corner speaker.
"Hold on!"
Yang Ming glanced at the large barbell in his hand, quickly put it down gently, and lifted most of the discus off it, and then replied calmly:
"Come in, my wise first mate!"
"What are you tinkering with here?"
Kolev appeared behind the door with Mimili, looked around with suspicious eyes, and immediately got down to business:
"According to my intelligence, Kimo is on his way over. He has brought two ships, a three-hundred-meter-class main gunboat, which is my favorite work, the Black Dragon, which I converted from a decommissioned warship. There is also a general
A hundred-meter-class integrated combat ship.”
"Oh," Yang Ming said with a smile, "then we should run away quickly."
"Yes," Kolev said, "Kimo is a complete pirate, and I admire this villain very much. Since he only brought two ships this time, there should be his henchmen on both ships."
Mimi Li's pretty face with bruises was full of depression.
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Four years can indeed change a lot of things."
Kolev said sternly: "No, pirates are like this in their bones. They obey the strong and fear the strong. The others are probably waiting for me and Kimo to decide the outcome, just like the replacement of the old and the new lion king among the lions."
"Then what are you going to do? Don't worry, my old first mate, for the sake of those two boxes of genetic stabilizing fluid, I will help you solve some troubles."
"I just had a plan in my head," Kolev said. "I have an excellent hiding spot, which is also the retreat I have prepared for many years. I must get some accessories to upgrade the ship before I can possibly follow them.
A decisive battle, but it will take some time."
Yang Ming thought for a few seconds: "Is there any way to drag them to the ground battlefield?"
"This is not a good idea," Kolev said. "A main gunship suspended in the planet's low-Earth orbit has strong dominance. Although the ion cannon will be lost in the atmosphere, as long as the atmosphere is softened first, it will still be effective.
It can exert good power, so we can only escape temporarily."
Yang Ming crossed his arms, frowned and asked, "Then what's the problem now?"
"Before making the jump, I need to have a conversation with Kimo."
Kolev said:
"They all followed me, and the ships they drove were all modified by me. I must declare this and gain the moral upper hand. Many pedantic pirates will care about this, so as to pry open their weak relationship.
"Can you be my new face? Hanton's temporary first mate.
"You just need to put on a metal mask and let them know that I am cultivating new blood. That is enough."
Yang Ming rubbed the tip of his nose and pointed at the fitness equipment-shaped metal block beside him.
"Do you need me to hold these things behind you? How about some visual demonstration and intimidation?"
Kolev's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines.
Oh, these stupid tall muscular men!
"Don't dress too eye-catchingly. The first mate who always upstages the captain is unqualified!"