Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 148 Trademarks
Blunt was still beaten.

The main reason is Zuo Wu's revenge on her, and the secondary reason is that the last two sentences of her rhetoric are completely unclear, so she is suspected of deliberately making up the number.

They didn't know that Li Si and Della had been peeping in the dark for a long time; in the soundproof air chamber made of the gaseous girl's body, they were arguing fiercely why this "fight" was different from the previous ones.

And when Dutzi suddenly called Della's name, Chongniang covered her mouth in panic; she was like a student who was stopped by the teacher when she secretly dozed off in class.

Only when they were convinced that Zuo Wu and Du Zi were unaware of the peeping from the corner, the two children retreated quietly without leaving a cloud behind.

anyway.

The Fugitive lightly passed through the channel exit that was often open, and came to the headquarters of the Star Sea Alliance. It was just a short moment of seeing it for the first time, and Zuo Wu felt that this place was very different from the hinterland of the Imperial Alliance that he had entered before.

First of all, the exit of the channel is a bit "small".

After leaving the hyperspace, it wasn't the sudden enlightenment that I had become accustomed to and seen countless times; it was the visitors who came as densely as they did.

Perhaps densely packed is no longer enough to describe this number. Countless starships can't wait to spew out from the channel, like a damaged faucet with high water pressure.

The dense starships from different civilizations with different styles dye the turbulent flow of creations colorfully.

Like sewage, splashing sewage; the distance between starships is far less than the safety distance stipulated by the Imperial Union.

But after they broke away from the channel, they didn't slow down at all, but activated the engine to start a new round of rampage, flying "whooping".

Let Zuo Wu realize that this place, as the "court" of Galaxy Universal, actually lacks traffic control.

The Fugitive has just arrived, and he is a little at a loss for the extremely wild traffic style here.

Duzi was still waiting for the alliance to send a similar guidance message to the Imperial Union, so he deliberately slowed down the cruise speed.

But this small act turned the Fugitive into a boulder that suddenly appeared in the middle of the river, a stumbling block that had to be bypassed.

The following starships did not slow down for safety, but stepped on the "accelerator" to change the angle and direction of navigation, thereby encroaching on the navigation space of other starships.

Under a series of chain reactions, the exit of the already crowded channel began to be blocked.

The undisturbed starship sent gloating greetings, and continued to reveal the chaotic order of the traffic here in the hurricane.

And the starship whose speed was disturbed began to spend energy without hesitation, and sent an extremely rude "greeting" to the culprit of the blockage.

For an instant.

The fugitive's public mailbox is nearly filled with expletive mail.

The amount of data coming in was so huge that the three top war creations in the starship stopped their playing cards and raised their heads one after another, thinking that they had encountered some kind of information attack.

The blunt man was dumb, and silently increased the speed of the starship. After glancing at the mails in his vision, he sighed from the bottom of his heart:
"It's amazing. It turns out that there really is a master-level language AI specially used for cursing people; the rhetoric of these emails is really rich, can I save them? Take a look and learn when you have nothing to do, to hone your skills and so on."

Zuo Wu glanced at her: "Don't you also like to swear, and you often brag to us, saying that you have saved millions of swear words in different languages?"

The bald AI murmured: "No...not so many; moreover, he is a professional, and my hobbies can't be compared with others."

She seemed to feel a little inferior because of this, and felt a little ashamed, and vowed to get back at the cruising speed.

Starships are getting faster and faster.

This is only within the sphere of influence of the Star Sea Alliance, and has not yet reached the galaxy itself where it is located.

The Fugitive must rely on the gravitational force of the stars to complete a grand drift at high speed, change direction, plunge into the channel again, and make the last jump.

Zuo Wu was so blunt that he didn't point fingers at his driving style; he just wanted to observe things he was interested in through the panoramic window.

As the intersection of galactic civilizations, the prosperity of chaos here has begun to take shape.

But unlike on the noisy planet, the phantoms dancing in space seem rough, but in fact they are all carefully crafted to induce consumption.

Giant corporations didn't get their hands on this starry sky, and even the starships that came here didn't start advertising projections according to the company's characteristics.

It seems that the Star Sea Alliance lacks interest in traffic management, but does not allow any ray of light to be distorted as an accomplice in benefit propaganda and luring people to fall.

Visitor ships want to advertise in this natural commercial holy land, and the only loophole they can take advantage of is the painting of the starship itself.

It should not be too explicit, and the attempt of propaganda must be covered up with an almost artistic form of painting.

Like a renaissance, Zuo Wu kept using the panoramic window to zoom in on the camera, admiring the advertising paints made by countless race masters, and even taking screenshots frequently, his energy was not much weaker than that of a blunt person studying swear words.

soon.

Halfway through the amazing drift of the Fugitive, no more insulting messages were received in the mailbox, and some good people even sent heartfelt praise.

Zuo Wu suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar image in the painting of the Yunyun starship——

A man like a starfish, with four small eyes lined up side by side, shining brightly; grinning his teeth, holding some canned products, using one end of the tentacles to show a thumbs up, seriously praising his own products.

The starfish, Zuo Wu met one when he was about to enter the illegal queen's nest on the dead planet.

Zuo Wu remembered that at that time, the starfish had followed him secretly and eavesdropped on his conversation with Ai Shanshan; but later he was caught by the illegal queen and revealed all the information about his favor to the queen.

Thus, under the azure blue pulsar, the illegal queen launched her last struggle and sneak attack against her favored weakness.

Zuo Wu had mixed feelings about the illegitimate queen whose gene had turned into Della, and he was also deeply impressed by the starfish; seeing the image of his kindred at this moment, it was inevitable to take a few extra pictures.

He also sent the screenshot of the starfish giving thumbs up to the can to Ai Shanshan, who has been working in the computer room recently.

After marriage, Zuo Wu often sent some boring pictures to the sea monster, and the other party would immediately reply with an emoji; it was meaningless, but it made both parties giggle at the sight for a long time.

Unexpectedly, this time, the Kraken just sent a question mark.

The bald AI on one side caught a glimpse, and then looked away: "Oh, just send this screenshot to Ai Shanshan, but don't send it to Levina."

"why?"

Blunt shrugged, feeling that there was a primitive man sitting beside him:
"What kind of canned food do you think he is holding? Air-dried and pickled, selected starfish human flesh; even if it is made into canned food, it tastes extremely delicious, but it is a well-known trademark that has been popular in the galaxy for countless years."

(End of this chapter)