Chapter 1402 Meeting No Good Things

The sneak attack was successful!

After the two rounds of bombardment from the Eggcake, the menacing insect ship was half-remained even if it hadn't fallen apart. At least it couldn't pose a fatal threat to the cruiser, and it couldn't take care of itself.

It is confirmed that the reinforcements will be half a month away and they will not take advantage of the victory to pursue them. It is the responsibility of a qualified brain to save energy and finance for the little master.

When the reinforcements from the Twelfth Fleet of the Northwest Military Region arrived, they saw the wrecked passenger carrier and the half-worn insect ship.

Then the wormship encountered a powerful and brutal attack from the reinforcements without any surprise.

Yan An put one hand on the armrest and looked at the bugship in the holographic star map thoughtfully.

On the wormship, Rubin watched the arrival of the battleships of the Twelfth Fleet and knew that the matter was irreversible. This time the mission had no chance of success.

The expressionless Rubin turned around and hit the unsuspecting Quincy violently. Quincy's lower body was severed, and the whole body was divided into upper and lower parts and fell into the air, with dark green juice gushing out.

"Ah!" Quincy suddenly cried out in pain, looking at Rubin in horror.

"How dare you..." Quincy's words were slurred by the pain.

Just like most insects, even if the body is broken into several pieces, the Zerg will not necessarily die immediately, and will continue to struggle.

Rubin didn't pay attention to Quincy, this trash, and turned to leave. The human fleet will soon attack this bugship, and maybe they can give them another surprise in the end.

According to the promise, Rubin decided to abandon Quincy, the guy who hindered the mission, on the bugship.

Seeing that Rubin was about to leave, Quincy became more and more frightened.

"No, Rubin, what are you going to do?"

"Rubin, you have to take me away."

"Damn it, Rubin, you human bastard, you can't just leave me here." Quincy attacked Rubin like crazy.

But it was useless.

"No. You can't do that to me."

Quincy's clamor did not make Rubin change his mind,

How can a person who doesn't even care about the life and death of his fellow human beings care about the life and death of a bug.

Since the mission failed, Quincy, a waste, must pay the corresponding price. If it wasn't for Quincy, an idiot, that the passenger ship didn't leave a living, even if the mission this time encountered the Eggcake, it wouldn't be a problem. Developed into what it is now, and even better results can be achieved.

A great opportunity has been wasted, and it is better to deal with the garbage that will only cause trouble as soon as possible.

"Rubin you bastard. Palmer won't let you do that."

But its clamor no one cares and no one can hear it. After making preparations, Rubin has already started the teleportation and left.

Before leaving, Rubin said to Quincy, "I hope you have a good time with humans, and I believe they will be very interested in studying you."

A non-parasitic high-level Zerg that is almost fully humanoid, I believe human scientists will be very excited about it.

Quincy was hacked and mutilated and left in place. As a high-level Zerg, it doesn't matter if the legs are cut off, it can grow again, but it takes time and is painful, and the body is extremely weak. At this time, Quincy was worse than the average Zerg warrior.

But it does not have the spirit of ordinary Zerg who is not afraid of death, and can only linger on and wait for the arrival of human reinforcements.

When Quincy was captured alive, he was already aware that Chaos was muttering "Pal...Palmer..."

The soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield and mopping up the Zerg on the bug ship suddenly heard the command from the headquarters.

"Withdraw. Everyone quickly withdraw."

"All ships fall back."

The attacking mechs and combat aircraft retreated.

But ten seconds later, the huge bugship blew itself up.

A huge group of black and red fireworks bloomed in the dark blue starry sky.

Together with the passenger ship that no longer had a living person, it became fragmented space junk.

After this incident, one of the most important things for the Northwest Military Region and the entire Federation is to show that there are indeed no survivors on the passenger transport ship, otherwise it will be more or less troublesome, and public opinion is sometimes a deadly weapon.

However, the federal government has to worry about this kind of trouble. For the Ye Yanluo explorers group, the trouble is probably that after this incident, all members of the group have to be listed as Zerg gangsters.

"Mo Mo. Let Xiao Qi check to see if there is anyone with the name Palmer."

"Um?"

"People from the Twelfth Fleet captured a Zerg commander on the Zerg ship, and it kept chanting this name. This Zerg commander is very strange, and maybe nothing can be found."

Without waiting for Mo Ye to ask Yan An, he said, "This Zerg commander is not a parasite. But it looks very human."

"Oh and one more thing."

"What?"

Yan An's tone seemed very sad, "Oh, there will probably be one more group's name on the black list of the Zerg."

What Yan An thought was right. Less than half an hour later, the Zergs all over the world learned of a new information update. There was an explorer group name added to the bug hunting list, three words in bold and black. Night Yama'.

Fame beyond race, if you think about it, it is also a necessary quality for the Ye Yanluo explorer group to become the largest group in the interstellar world.

The whole team expressed their opinion about the results...

happy!

Yes, at least this means that for a long time, they don't even need to take the initiative to find the Zerg, and the Zerg will come to them on their own initiative. This means that a large wave of Bug Hunting Leaderboard points is on the way for them.

"How about we have something good tonight to celebrate this victory?"

Everyone fell down and looked at Luo Yuning helplessly, the eyes were very consistent and it was obvious, sister, one day our dinner will not be good.

Well, although the eyes were slightly disgusted, but less than a second later, the foodies decided to actively respond to this call.

"How about setting the theme of today's dinner as a barbecue party?"

"I feel very good."

"Captain, can this be grilled and eaten?" Brook held up a flying wing that was ten times his height with both hands, "I heard that the meat of the Zerg is very tender, and it should be delicious when dipped in sauce."

Yan An was surprised, "Where did you pick it up?"

Betty glanced at Fei Yi's huge body. The tone was very helpless, "Brook, Feiyi's whole body is covered with various radioactive substances. If people eat it, it will probably mutate, and you may grow taller."

The dwarf was completely frightened and threw out the flying wings on his hand, "It's too scary.!"

Everyone "..."

"Momo, do you want to participate in our barbecue party?" Yan An shook the Burgess original seafood, golden salmon, which he had just brought out.

How to participate. Watch these guys barbeque from galaxies away?

Mo Ye hung up the video call decisively.

Friends are grilling. At this time, Mo Ye was about to go out to a charity auction that was so boring that it made people doze off, and His Excellency the mage expressed a little heartache.

Mo Ye was actually very interested in the auction. It was a place where you could buy some valuables that are not easy to see. Sometimes it may be possible to pick up leaks and increase knowledge at the same time.

However, Mo Ye participated in no less than three charity auctions these days in the rich n generation, yes, in the wealthy area of ​​Preston. As long as there is an auction or banquet, there is a 10% chance that it will be in the name of charity, and the rest must be linked to art.

But the auction item is really not interesting at all. Artworks such as paintings and sculptures were the keynote, and there were also some strange things that Mo Ye couldn't understand, such as the pillows that a deceased superstar of the Star Alliance slept on, or some daily necessities used by others. What the hell are these?

Mo Ye glanced at the invitation letter displayed on the screen, and finally waited for this. This invitation letter was one of the purposes of Mo Ye wandering around these days.

Xiao Qi dutifully introduced. "This auction is held once a year, and will invite all kinds of dignitaries who were in Preston at the time. It can be regarded as a gathering of the rich, and all proceeds from the auction will be donated to charitable foundations, mainly for the poor planet. support for their children’s education.”

"Four hundred and eighty-five days in Preston are one year, so this auction is also called the Four Eighty Five Auction. It has been held seventy-eight times so far, and it can be regarded as a very large-scale and influential charity auction. , but also a symbol of celebrity status..."

On this day, all dignitaries with a certain status would go. This was a very good opportunity for Mo Ye who wanted to investigate the wanted criminal.

According to the limited information uploaded during the previous failed investigations, the guild suspects that Childe pretended to be a celebrity and mixed up in the high society of Preston, in order to earn money and recruit people to provide support for the Zerg spies' survival activities in the Star Alliance. help.

If Childe has been lurking here in this capacity, then he will definitely go to this auction, and the 485 auction can be said to be an occasion not to be missed.

So no matter how boring Mo Ye was, he had to go.

Mo Ye came to the auction site wearing a custom-made dress. Compared with the usual auction site, this place is more like a banquet hall, with soothing and melodious music, bright lights, men and women in fancy clothes holding wine glasses, except in the middle of the banquet hall. The circular auction stage is a few steps higher.

Everyone's invitation letter is registered with a specific auction number, and there is no need to be in a designated location or shout loudly, just enter the amount when you want to bid for a certain item.

Mo Ye found a quiet corner with few people but a good view and sat down. From here, he could see the three entrances and exits of the banquet hall.

The auction has not yet officially started, and a long red carpet has been laid for hundreds of meters at the entrance, and the celebrities walking along the stairs are waving and smiling gracefully at the surrounding crowd.

Even in the interstellar era, the era of leaps in technology and power systems, human nature has remained unchanged as before.

Invisible rich n-generations like Mo Ye were relatively low-key when they came in, and they could probably judge the celebrity's appearance and popularity from the level of cheers.

Mo Ye did not directly cover the entire banquet hall with his spiritual power, but turned it into silk threads and scattered it carefully in every corner of the banquet hall, observing every guest who came, and by the way, reading the pictures scrolling on the small light screen in front of his right eye. Comparing personal data.

The guests arrive and the auction starts, everything is traditional and nothing out of the ordinary.

The auctioneer was a middle-aged bearded man with glasses. After a series of heated opening remarks, he finally got to the point.

Before the auction starts, all bidding items are kept confidential, without any publicity or introduction, and everything will only be revealed when the auction starts.

"Today's first lot." The auctioneer pointed to the holographic light curtain behind him, and a painting with a width of one meter appeared in everyone's eyes. "This is the authentic work of a wandering painter in the Free Federation three thousand years ago."

Mo Ye looked up at the so-called authentic work. A circle was drawn on the white background, and it was a slightly distorted circle. Next to this circle, there were many circles of different sizes, which were simple black lines. It's a crooked circle, is this really a famous work and not a study?

This is obviously a sketch that was discarded when a child learned to draw a circle without much success.

"This painting is full of many imperfect circular lines, which represent the painter's thinking about the trajectory of life and the torture of the road of life. A lot of blank space gives people room for imagination, full of philosophical and humanistic meaning... "

After listening to the auctioneer's introduction to the painting, Mo Ye only wanted to say three words, "It's amazing." It's not the painting, but the auctioneer's ability to talk nonsense.

Everything was normal at first until...

Mo Ye's mental power sensed several quite familiar mental power fluctuations.

Mo Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and sighed. Every time he met these few, nothing good seemed to happen.

After a while, a waiter walked by Mo Ye, "Hello, Miss Grace, the VIP invitation to box a4, I hope you can come and have a seat."

Mo Ye looked up at the box on the second floor, and nodded to the waiter to lead the way.

Then Mo Ye saw old acquaintances in the box, although everyone's appearance at this time was not his own.

Yes, the three people sitting in the box were none other than the members of the unknown explorer group that they hadn't seen for a long time.

Sean didn't wear a mask or a coat at this time, obviously there was no need for that, because the whole face was fake, a handsome young nobleman, but it was in contrast to his sinister half face and compelling aura. Compared to the current appearance, it is really... approachable.

"Looking at your expression, Xiao Momo, you don't seem to want to see us very much."

Although the appearance has changed, the way this Mr. Turkey speaks has not changed. He says everything with a smile on the corner of his mouth but a serious look.

Mo Ye nodded and admitted frankly, "That's right." The mood was indeed not happy.

The red-haired and black-stained Sheld lowered his head and bit his lips to suppress a smile. He must not let the leader see that he was admiring the rare gesture of the leader.

I have always respected Mo Yeshield. There is no other person who can talk to the leader like this. Deputy leader Mo deserves thirty-two praises. (To be continued.)