Opal finally couldn't bear it anymore and used hypnosis once, only to find that it could indeed solve the problem. Directly, without any suspense, it ended all the troubles in one go. No wonder Lecter said that you can't rely on this ability, otherwise you will be assimilated by the darkness.

I don't know if the Dark Star Knight once thought like me. This is an addictive ability. Opal decided that he would never use it again unless he encountered a life or death situation.

At night, the sky was dark and lightning was still raging in the night sky.

The stranded immigrants finally calmed down and found a place to rest, waiting for the storm to pass.

The rotation of Liexing is seventy-two cosmic hours, while the rotation of b-11 is twenty-five cosmic hours. The gravity of the new planet is too heavy, the environment is noisy, and every day is very long. Opal is not used to it and has become a little bit

I'm sleepy. The Interstellar Alliance divides each day into twenty-four cosmic hours. This is based on the schedule of ancient humans before the Light Era. Basically, they need sleep every eighteen to twenty hours.

He bought a newspaper with a map, turned on the e7 projection device, and sat in a corner seat to read Liexing's current news and map introduction. Liexing is mainly engaged in the mercenary industry, and mercenaries are a group of people who solve problems in the universe.

They are responsible for escorting and conducting business, accepting assigned interstellar adventures, reclaiming desolate planets, searching for missing persons in space, and recovering cargo from crashed spaceships.

Some large mercenary groups will even participate in wars between galaxies and planets - after all, the planets in many star systems have not yet formed a community.

The two major forces of the Republic and the Empire compete with each other, and there are independent political powers on these asteroids. The thugs here will occasionally be hired to solve problems, spy on the enemy, or carry out assassinations.

There are also trips to some dangerous planets to collect ores, plants and even biological specimens, etc.

This profession does everything. Thousands of commissions are sent to Liexing from all over the universe every day. They are evaluated by the mercenary joint union and released to the mercenaries who are suitable to take over. The union will draw a commission for completing the task. They or

Single player combat, or multi-player team action. In addition to the magnetic lightning storm all-star vacation twice a week, the apron is usually busy with countless spaceships landing.

There are nearly one million registered members of the United Mercenary Union, and this number is still slowly increasing. The entire Liexing is divided into ordinary residential areas and the central area on the equator.

The Central District is responsible for all tasks in the entire galaxy, and commissions are dispatched from here. It is a belt-shaped city, like the belt of a burning star, with residential areas and other uses on both sides of the equator.

With so much information coming in at once, Opal was a bit overwhelmed.

The little robot came over with a tray with tinfoil bags and drinks on it. Opal decided to save money first and said, "No, thank you, I won't eat it."

"That's free of charge." A woman next to her reminded kindly: "Firestar Airlines will compensate for the food of guests stranded on the tarmac."

Opal immediately said: "Come back! Wait!"

The little robot turned back, and Opal took the food. The small box contained hot, clay-like white gel. Opal took a bite and found that it had many layers, each with a different taste.

"It tastes good," Opal said.

The people sitting around laughed again, some mocking him, thinking he was a country bumpkin, and others thinking he was funny.

Opal asked the mature and beautiful woman: "Are you a mercenary?"

"Lily." She replied: "Twelve Nebula Mercenary Group."

Opal nodded and said, "I want to be a mercenary."

Someone in the front turned back and said: "Hey, man, I suggest you go back and forth wherever you go. For example, go back to take over your parents' company, or marry your girlfriend, or go back to the Interstellar United School to study. This is what you should do

Otherwise, you will have less than thirty days left to live."

"Don't bully him." Someone in the front row turned back and said, "There are fewer and fewer people willing to come to Liexing now."

"Don't listen to him." Lily said with a smile: "Welcome to the Ares Galaxy, but you have encountered the most troublesome time."

Opal nodded and said: "I have discovered that this place is not very... friendly."

Lily said: "When you get involved with the Fierce Star, you will definitely like it."

Opal said: "I hope, how long will the thunderstorm last?"

Lily said: "Two days, based on the time here."

One hundred and forty-four hours... Opal was completely speechless and asked: "Is there no other way to leave?"

The man on Opal's left said: "Star Air's last train is delayed. I hope the union can think of other solutions."

Opal understood that there were probably tens of thousands of people here, which was why the quarrel was so fierce. He stretched out his hand, shook hands with the man, and introduced himself: "Opal."

The man had a handsome appearance and was wearing a blue spaceship technician's coat. He shook hands with him and said casually: "My name is Wrench."

A very strange name, Opal thought, and Wrench added: "Lily is my lover."

Opal nodded, suddenly realized something was wrong, stood up quickly and said, "I'll change places with you."

The people around him laughed again. Opal looked around and found a sign on their collars. He immediately understood that the people nearby were all from a mercenary group. There were about ten or twelve people.

, Twelve Nebula Mercenary Group.

Wrench hugged Lily, who slept on his shoulder. Opal read the newspaper for a while and found that there was no government on this planet, only labor unions. The fact that they were stranded on the tarmac had already made the news.

The newspaper also mentioned a mercenary king named Azeroth. The kingdom... indeed has a king.

"He is only responsible for perfecting the rules of the predecessors and does not interfere too much in internal affairs." Wanwan hugged his girlfriend and said casually: "Or not exactly, he is just a soul figure of Lie Xing, the strongest, double S-level

Mercenary."

Opal knew that Wrench was also reading his newspaper, and she only said this when she saw that he had been staying on the page where Azeroth published his speech.

Opal chatted with him and asked: "Who is responsible for the management of this planet?"

Wrench said: "Political affairs are formulated and adjudicated by the bureau of the mercenary union. They are a group of inefficient guys. Recently, I heard that some imperial lackeys have sneaked in."

"The war is about to begin." said a bald man in front.

Someone echoed: "I hope they don't come in. It's nice to have money to join the war, but it's not a good feeling to start a war in Liexing."

Opal nodded thoughtfully, and when he saw that Azeroth mentioned in his speech that he would not join the Dark Star Alliance, he asked: "What is the Dark Star Alliance?"

"You obviously don't care much about current affairs." Wrench said dullly: "Colorin's power is getting stronger and stronger. He has tried to persuade Azeroth several times to let the Ares Galaxy join the Dark Star Alliance."

Opal was shocked when she heard the name, frowned at the wrench, and asked: "What kind of person is Coraline? Is he strong?"

"Who knows?" The man in the front row interjected: "He came out of nowhere. They say he is a star knight, but I think his name sounds like the one with long arms and legs from the planet Aikman.

Yeah, a weird thing with two heads."

Everyone laughed, and Opal joked: "You can't racially discriminate against other races."

"Ah, you must be from the Republic. The citizens of the Republic are very free, very democratic, very compassionate, and they also know about racial discrimination and so on - let me introduce myself, my name is Kun." The man in front of him didn't look back and stretched out his hand.

Shake hands with him, he is a careless scoundrel.

Opal said: "I come from the Red Flame Galaxy, which is ruled by a republican government."

"You dress like a country bumpkin." Kun said, "You don't talk like one. You are very elegant."

Opal smiled modestly, turned the newspaper downwards, and asked: "How will Azeroth deal with that guy named Coralin?"

"Who knows?" Wrench said casually: "Whatever he says, we will do it. Whether to start a war or join forces, it all depends on his idea."

"But you said." Opal said doubtfully, "He is not a ruler."

Wrench said: "He does not interfere in internal affairs, but he has a decisive say in diplomacy, because he is our king, he is just too lazy... Of course, he said to the outside world that he was too busy. Azeroth changed his mind twice

Follow the mercenary code and sit back and watch it work...if you become a mercenary in the future, you will understand."

Opal asked: "Is he strong?"

Wrench nodded thoughtfully and said, "Very strong."

"Captain, do you want to challenge him? Use your wrench?" Kun jokingly teased him.

Wrench said: "I'm not interested. I'm just a technician. If you want to go, it's up to you."

The member next to Kun said: "I heard the news from the Eternal Nebula people, saying that even the real Star Knight is no match for Coralin."

Opal was shocked again, they also knew about Lecter?

However, Kun said casually: "Forget it, there are no real or fake Star Knights, they are all imaginary. Some galaxies feel that the treatment given to them by the Star Alliance is unfair, and they always imagine some guys who uphold justice.

"

Opal wanted to hear comments and legends about the Star Knights, but they stopped talking and instead talked about the mission. Opal asked casually: "You just came back from the mission? Have you completed it? You have done everything.

What."

Wrench's eyebrows moved and he said: "Go to Qingwei 5 in the Pegasus Nebula to resolve a conflict among the locals."

"Those cannot be called human beings." A bald head in the front row reminded: "Captain, if you say this, you will easily be caught and find trouble."

Wrench said: "Oh, I'm just saying casually, Life Gene Company is going to open a planting farm there. The local creatures always like to cause trouble, so let's clear them out."

Opal nodded slowly and asked: "Besides these, what else do mercenaries do?"

"Sometimes it's to find people...for example, to investigate a missing spacecraft, sometimes it's to inspect ancient ruins, and sometimes it's not for any purpose, just to go to some planets that no one dares to go to and investigate what's inside.

Not suitable for colonial living..." Wrench said: "You will learn this, provided you are alive."

Opal asked again: "How can I find a mercenary group that is willing to let me join? I have a spaceship, some combat skills, and a star map..."

"Listen." Wrench interrupted Opal. He looked up and seemed to notice something. Opal followed his gaze and found that he was looking at someone on the far side of the hall.

It was a very tall man, taller than Opal, about 190 centimeters tall. He was wearing a black windbreaker. He was standing in the corner drinking a drink. He carried a very long weapon on his back, which was a large weapon with a long handle.

ax.

Opal had seen that Lecter had considered letting him use this kind of axe, but after trying many weapons, he finally settled on the great sword that suited him best.

Opal thought that Wrench was going to say something about the man in the black trench coat, but Wrench withdrew his gaze and seemed to be just looking at it casually. He still had a sleepy look on his face and said, "Listen clearly, kid."

At this moment, there was a commotion in the hall.
To be continued...