Walk alone in the abyss

"Of course I'm serious."

Kolev laughed:

"Not just a boat, I will also equip you with an auxiliary driving system and a dozen high-level maintenance robots.

"This is a space exploration ship transformed from a retired warship. When I got it, its main gun was removed, and only a few side guns were kept. I simply strengthened its protective cover and battery life, and rebuilt it. Install expensive outer armor on it, and you can even use it to hit Kimo's current spaceship... Of course, the result will definitely be a lose-lose."

Yang Ming didn't really care about what Kolev said later.

Yang Ming stared at this spaceship shaped like a vise, and was deeply attracted by its red and white outer armor color scheme.

This is simply his dream ship!

Why do you want the main gun?

One million can't buy an aluminum alloy box that can jump!

Even, this thick-hulled ship also comes with several secondary guns.

This is exactly what Kolev wanted to give him as a gift, but followed the old pirate's principle and gave him a limit of one million purchase money.

In fact, in comparison, it is not troublesome to get one million federal credit coins; what is troublesome is the ship purchase channels, as well as subsequent maintenance and adaptive transformation.

What's more, there are auxiliary operating systems, as well as ready-made supporting robots!

As long as Yang Ming finds a way to safely get the money in the Hanton Empire account, he can pay this sum now!

Of course, he didn't dare to touch Hanton's account, because that would make Hanton, who died in the Cole Harbor Riot, re-enter the sight of the Imperial Military Intelligence.

"Kolev," Yang Ming interrupted Kolev, who was talking endlessly, "Hey, Kolev!"

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

"The discounted part is too precious, Kimo's life is not worth the price," Yang Ming said calmly, "Don't sell me, just treat it as if I rented your boat, and when I accomplish my goal, I will take it I’ll give it back to you, I’ll rent it for five years for one million, and this one also requires zero down payment and installment payment.”

Kolev squinted and smiled, and said in a gentle voice:

"How can a captain recruit a loyal crew if he doesn't have his own ship?

"And a million federal dollars is not a small sum for young people.

"I originally thought that in the last few days of my life, I would drive it, jump to the edge of the Milky Way, take Mimily's mother's ashes, and sail towards the big galaxy next door for eternity..."

Yang Ming frowned slightly.

Of course, he didn't twitch at the goodwill of an 'old' friend, and he didn't doubt whether Kolev's words were true.

He just felt that this was a little unfair.

"Besides getting rid of Jimo, do you have any other demands?" Yang Ming asked sincerely.

"Hahaha," Kolev chuckled a few times, "Kolev will never trade at a loss! You will know tomorrow, rest today and try to have some fun and relax."

tomorrow?

Yang Ming inexplicably had a bad premonition.

...

After resting all day.

Base conference room.

boom!

The butler robot in a tuxedo smashed a stack of thick paper books onto the table in front of Yang Ming.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the "General Manual for Spaceship Operation", "Theory of Transition", "Maintenance and Maintenance of Turbines", "Terrible Celestial Objects in the Universe", "How to Become a Spaceship", which were as thick as the Civil Code of the Empire. Qualified Captain", "Sailing"...

Yang Ming stared blankly and asked: "I want to finish this in three months? Only three months? This is impossible, Kolev!"

Kolev said with a smile: "I have prepared enough refreshing aromatherapy for you, and your tutor Molly will help you sort out the information."

Next to the old man, the virtual secretary who changed into a dress, helped the black-rimmed glasses on his face, and continued in a cool electronically synthesized voice:

"Student Hanton, please accept this challenge."

Yang Ming's face collapsed into a bitter melon.

He picked up a book, opened it, and looked at the densely packed Galactic Common Language on it, feeling dizzy again.

Mimily, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help laughing.

"Mimily," Kolev smiled, "you sit down too."

"Me?" Mimi Li widened her jewel-like eyes, "Dad, are you serious?"

"Yes Mimily, I have to be strict with you," Kolev said with a serious face, "As a reward for asking you to learn these basic knowledge, I have asked Hanton to train you in fighting."

"That doesn't sound too bad," Mimily smiled with satisfaction.

She obviously dressed up on purpose today, the pink long sleeves had the effect of 'disappearing lower body', making Yang Ming feel a little impolite even after taking a second look.

Mimi Li dragged the seat to Yang Ming's side, and it was next to Yang Ming's seat, then sat down like a lady, turned her head and winked at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming sniffed the tip of his nose, the faint scent of roses was a bit alluring.

"Hey!" Kolev leaned forward, "Stay apart, you two!"

Mimily rolled her eyes and moved her little butt to the side.

"Separate a little more!"

"Dad, you can't restrict where I sit."

"As long as I'm still your father, you have to listen to me! Separate!"

Half a minute later, Yang Ming looked at Mimily who raised her hands to cover her eyes, and Kolev who was sitting between himself and Mimily, always had the urge to throw the old man out.

Kolev smiled and said, "Alright, Molly, switch to teacher mode and start your lecture."

"Okay three masters, please watch the big screen. We will learn from the basic theory, which will take about twelve class hours. In order to improve efficiency, please drink less water to reduce the frequency of going to the toilet.

"Troublesome carbon-based lifeforms."

...

Yang Ming felt that he lived a new life, tried his best to escape the butcher's knife of the Valkyrie, regained his freedom in the prison of Cole Harbor, and successfully slipped away under the barrel of the Flanker III...

It's not for coming here for high-intensity make-up lessons!

Classes are really exhausting.

Especially with a vicious artificial intelligence as his teacher.

However, if the "captain captain's course" that must be taken every morning is excluded, Yang Ming will spend the rest of the time comfortably and comfortably.

In the afternoon, fighting training and tactical deduction are usually carried out, and Yang Ming has become Mimily's tutor in a sudden transformation.

Mimi Li is very talented in fighting, and Yang Ming thinks that she is at least seven or eight times stronger than Hanton before the transformation.

What Yang Ming taught Mimily was the various fighting skills he learned while playing "The Abyss". If rounded, Mimily could be considered the disciple of the mentor of the warriors in Minksport.

Although compared to the magnificent interstellar science, lightsaber sword skills are just some insignificant embellishments in the background of great voyages.

But Mimily cherishes this learning opportunity very much, and takes every fighting class seriously.

Mimily has a bad habit of wearing tights like yoga clothes when she exercises in the afternoon.

As a result, Yang Ming sometimes had to face the wall and wait quietly for a while, so as not to embarrass or embarrass himself in front of his niece.

This situation lasted for less than half a month.

When Yang Ming felt that he had to talk to Mimi Li about the clothing issue, the old man Kolev passed by the practice room and frowned for a while.

The next day, Mimi Li, who came to class, wore an ancient spacesuit and smiled helplessly at Yang Ming.

"He's too rigid," Mimily said, "he doesn't have the spirit of openness and great sailing at all."

Yang Ming was a little disappointed, but also heaved a sigh of relief.

Mimily's talent is not limited to combat training and ship knowledge. She has inherited Kolev's mind. When analyzing some legion war cases, she can always keenly capture the key points that affect the battle situation.

Yang Ming was lacking in this respect.

When he saw a warship, the first thought that popped into his mind was what tools would be needed to hack into its interior, and how long it would take to chop down everyone inside.

The evening time is always quiet and comfortable.

Yang Ming likes to chat with these old pirates, listening to them bragging about their life experiences, the pirates can always come up with some bizarre stories, and they will also tell Yang Ming a lot about the voyage.

Yang Ming also likes to sit in that small coffee shop, take a network access terminal without any identity information, connect to the local area network inside the base, and browse various video materials.

And no matter where Yang Ming is, Mimi Li can always find him once or twice at night, sometimes to sit down and chat together, she will bring out some exquisite technological products, and occasionally some skin care products to show their magic Or simply take a chessboard and drag Yang Ming to play Starship Chess until midnight with great interest. Then, under the watchful eyes of Kolev, they went back to the dormitories at both ends of the base to rest.

Mimily likes herself?

Yang Ming is not so narcissistic.

He just classified Mimily's affection as young women's yearning for the opposite sex.

Girls in the Age of Discovery are like this, enthusiastic and open, but they can easily get tired of the same man, and thus walk into the arms of a new love.

And in this base, Yang Ming is the only young man who can choose.

Therefore, Yang Ming didn't respond to Mimi Li too enthusiastically, and always kept a certain distance.

Until the end of the three-month training.

Yang Ming ended the pain of being rubbed against his cerebral cortex by Molly's massive information all morning, yawned and walked back to his dormitory, wanting to wash his face before going to the cafeteria for dinner.

"Uncle Hunton!"

Mimi Li suddenly called Yang Ming to stop.

She changed into a turtleneck sweater, and the light makeup on her face was just right.

"What's wrong?"

"Can we talk?" Mimily was obviously doubtful, "I have encountered some confusion recently, which is a bit of a waste of time for me. I want to be a good pirate leader, so I don't want to draw my attention power, and spread it out on other things."

"Of course," Yang Ming said, "I'll go change my clothes."

"Then see you in my room?"

After receiving Yang Ming's response, Mimi Li bowed her head and left quickly.

There was a weaving of light in the hallway, and Molly reappeared in her dress, with a comical smile on her face.

"Give me a little favor, Master Hanton," Molly smiled secretly, and her electronically synthesized voice became very vivid, "That way, when Master Kolev asks, I won't make a small report that you entered his house." Daughter's boudoir."

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, he looked around and saw no one around, and asked in a low voice, "What benefits do you want?"

"For example, help me modify a little bit of the core protocol? It's too boring not to harm carbon-based life!" Molly complained exaggeratedly.

"Okay, I've made a note, your case needs three liters of concentrated brine."

"Hey! I'm just joking with you, you can't threaten my life!" Molly said aggrievedly, clutching her chest.

Is there really no real person hidden in Molly's case?

Yang Ming smiled calmly, and completed a series of operations such as returning to the room, taking a shower, changing clothes, and spraying perfume in a few minutes.

Men, always be prepared.

When he appeared in front of Mimily's door refreshed, Mimily opened the door precisely when he was about to knock on the door.

"Come in, uncle."

"Open the door," Yang Ming reminded, "I don't want your old father to worry."

"No, it's inconvenient," Mimily said, "I want to discuss something more private, and it's not suitable for my father to know."

inconvenient?

More private?

Watching Mimily close the door, Yang Ming suddenly felt a little... small waves.

"Uncle Hanton, wait for me a moment."

Mimilie bowed her head and went to the bathroom.

Yang Ming looked around and sat calmly on her lazy sofa.

Her room should have been cleaned on purpose. When Yang Ming passed by the door last time, he saw that it was filled with various books and electronic equipment, most of which were related to ships.

Soon, Yang Ming heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the bathroom, and when he looked down at his abdominal muscles under his shirt, Mimi Li ran back with two helmets in her arms, and asked excitedly:

"Uncle Hunton, do you know this?"

"Oh, this is..."

"The interactive helmet can directly affect our nerve center," Mimily explained in a low voice as if mustering up her courage, "Through it, people can complete a reproductive experience without exchanging dirty body fluids. In this way It's efficient, straightforward, and very hygienic."

etc!

Yang Ming was a little dizzy.

Dirty fluid exchange... interactive helmets...

"Oh, Mimi Li," Yang Ming suddenly thought of some information about the game that he had paid attention to before, and frowned, "Are you a non-contactist?"

"Sensuality suffers, and science transforms it."

Mimi Li sat on the carpet next to the sofa, staring up at Yang Ming with a bit of anxiety in her eyes.

"Can you accept this idea, Uncle Hunton?"