Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 170 "Willing"

The utilization rate of space, in a sense, may be a road sign marking the development node of science and technology——

The Star Sea Alliance can use space compression to construct large and terrifying tribunals on the planet.

Tiny protons can be carved into microcomputers internally, endowed with an unimaginably complex internal structure. It is said that the horizon that everyone has is such a principle;
Further lost civilizations can even transform photons, exhausting complex technologies unimaginable today, just to create spy puppets that can hardly be captured and observed by humans.

Of course, the Photon Puppet could also be Tech Hunter misusing something more powerful.

anyway.

The advancement of science and technology and the improvement of space utilization efficiency are also reflected in the social aspect.

Social science is also science.

Dilian is not proficient in space compression technology, but using powerful materials and scientific organization methods, it is confident that it can cram the wisdom of the entire galaxy into a galaxy.

There is no reason for the Star Sea Alliance not to allow every visitor to live comfortably.

There are not a few people like Yue Dubiao who have wasted decades on cases.

Time and hard reality are the aqua regia that can best melt golden ambitions.

Yue Dubiao and He Zhineng insisted that in addition to their own will, the supplies and accommodation provided by the Star Sea Alliance for free cannot be ignored.

Free is like heaven on earth.

The Star Sea Alliance will not feel bad: every successful ruling marks another increase in its influence.

Use the law you decide to use.

It can't wait for its "customers" to have more doors.

……

The small ferry starship is speeding, rapidly approaching the center of the galaxy.

Even though the star in the center of the galaxy was extremely dim, its light still covered the hull with a thin layer of gold foil.

Zuo Wu used his vision to take pictures of the scenery in front of him. The purpose was to leave some memories for Della who was not here. Afterwards, he sang with Jin Mian and probably could make up a pretty good bedtime story.

Now that we have met the technology hunter, it is time to put on the agenda to investigate Della's body and the blood of the dragon.

Della is suspected to have the blood of the dragon, which was suggested by Marika, but the professor is not 100% sure.

If this is indeed the case, then the dragon gene most likely came from the body of the blunt child, which originally belonged to the dead Chief Tech Hunter.

Now is a good time to inquire.

But Zuo Wu still decided to slow down first.

Although Shadow seems to be only fascinated by technology and has no intention of revenge for the chief, he is still a little jealous of this group of madmen who can abandon everything for the sake of knowledge.

The method that Zuo Wu could think of was to use the secret of Void to make a strong restraint, and put collars on these unscrupulous technology hunters.

There was no rush for Della Gene.

The little guy is currently alive and kicking, and the daily physical examination is normal. There is no risk of genetic disease at all, so it will not be a problem for the time being.

On the contrary, forcibly intervening in research in order to answer doubts seems to be dealing with hidden dangers in the future, but the immediate risks it will bring are more serious.

For example, being targeted by fanatical technology hunters, who are unpredictable to steal their daughter's daily necessities and even body tissues.

Zuo Wu suddenly trembled, feeling that the hunters with photon puppets were born stalkers, they could sneak in from every light-transmitting gap, and they were hard to guard against.

...Forget it, I'll think about it later.

Zuo Wu shifted his attention away from the constantly changing surroundings, perhaps quietly hiding the light and shadow of the puppet, and found that the ferry starship had already entered the parking procedure.

Even though it was still far away, Zuo Wu could feel the busyness on the surface of the planet not far away.

Some of the bustling starships are still looking for berths, which reminds Jin Mian of his previous experience of coming here, and he is a little puzzled:

"Didn't it mean that after the use of space compression, there shouldn't be a lack of space here? Why are they still circling around like this? When we came, we also took the place with other people?"

Liang Guling raised his eyes: "It's very simple, different races have different habits; some can be very comfortable in rubbing shoulders, while others feel uncomfortable when there are strangers within a hundred miles of themselves."

"Even if it is an alliance, it is impossible to take care of everyone. The size and spacing of the berths are just the most universal values ​​found with the data of so many years."

"Most of the visitors parked successfully, and only a small part of them were around outside; but there were too many people who came to the alliance, so it still seemed so many and so busy to be hesitant outside."

The lawyer tilted his head, and a trace of doubt flashed in his dark eyes:
"Guest officers don't look like they would fidget when someone approaches them. You are grabbing berths because you are worried about being spied on or attacked when you withdraw cash from the bank?"

Zuo Wu has quietly raised his forehead, it's not like this.

The reason is probably just that the blunt man was too busy arguing with the neighboring starships, and was so focused on learning other people's swear words engine that he forgot about the business and didn't understand the corresponding situation at all.

She is probably still complacent about her superb driving skills to successfully grab a berth.

After all, it was his own AI who made the foolishness, so Zuo Wu hurriedly covered the subject: "Miss Lawyer, you haven't sent us the specific information about the auction yet."

"Huh? Yeah! Sorry,"

Liang Guling's absent-mindedness delayed too many things, she hurriedly packaged and sent the document, and didn't even check out the obvious typo in the first few sentences.

Zuo Wu didn't see it either, so there's no need to be verbal, just read some key information.

then.

He raised his head in shock:

"Such a big venue? 60 seats? There are so many people who like 'furry' like me?"

There was a hint of subtle kindness in his tone, as if he suddenly learned that there were such a large number of comrades, and was stared at by Jin Mian complicatedly and resentfully several times.

Ai Shanshan's movement of holding his forehead was deeper than that of Zuo Wu just now. After all, a blunt person is ashamed to be hundreds of millions of kilometers away, and Zuo Wu Keshi is really by his side.

The sea monster was not polite when he moved his hands. He pinched Zuo Wu's cheek with his fingertips, and while pinching, he asked, "There shouldn't be as many as 60 people. It's just that the rented venue is quite large, right?"

"It's hard to say that the gathering of 60 people is still a 'miniature'. If there is more time, Xiao Ling will be able to find out the details of it, but now I can only guess randomly,"

Liang Guling shook his head and pinched his chin:
"Since its existence can be known to technology hunters who are dedicated to research, then I don't think the number of people will be too large... Seven to one, the real number of people is probably around 10 to [-]."

Jin Mian was surprised: "Eight to 10 people came to participate in the auction to sell my compatriots? There are less than 300 million Yingge Suo talents who survived!"

Lawyers stand up:

"No, you may have misunderstood; from a macro point of view, the number of furry orc races in the galaxy is quite large, but there are also many people who like it."

"Xiaoling also said that Yinggesuo is not special, and there is a high probability that the 'fluffy' being auctioned does not specifically refer to you Yinggesuo...Ah, Xiaoling doesn't want to argue with you about your special things, the referee The boss may prefer this topic."

Jin Mian didn't want to make a noise, but suddenly smelled the news that he was extremely concerned about, and his pupils shrank into a needle: "...not just Yinggesuo? Is human trafficking so open in the Star Sea Alliance?"

Liangguling felt the pain in his bones, so he took a pause:
"Wait a minute, to discuss this issue, we need to clarify what 'human trafficking' is,"

"For example, in some regimes that don't pay much attention to national welfare, their company employees are clear and unmistakable contract slaves in the eyes of other civilizations; human trafficking can also refer to the transfer of labor in units of interstellar migration..."

Jin Mian suddenly let out an uncontrollable tiger roar: "Stop playing these word games with me, you are a lawyer, you are very shrewd, you should have known what I was referring to!"

The lawyer's hand dropped slowly.

She has said similar words to different parties many times, and she said it again this time, as if she was talking eloquently, but for some reason, Liang Guling felt that it was against her will:

"Xiao Ling knows what you are thinking, guest officer. It is nothing more than concreting the suffering of your compatriots into imagination, and then pushing it to the auction that we have not actually investigated."

"But you need to know, sir, that the definition of 'suffering' is fundamentally different for different races."

"Your leader said that you want the Yinggesuo people to be a proud ethnic group standing tall among the stars, right? You think being enslaved and being auctioned off is suffering, right?"

"However, in the galaxy, countless orcs live by selling their labor and beautiful furs. This has been the case since ancient times. Since ancient times, they have always had a 'head wolf' that they will absolutely obey;"

"Sometimes, the alpha wolf is their compatriots, and sometimes the alpha wolf is an alien; they are all required to obey absolutely, even if they jump off a cliff, they will have no regrets. This time it may be nothing more than letting them sell themselves, and... What's the difference?"

"As long as they choose it, it's... correct, and Xiaoling, as a lawyer, can defend her... a good thing."

Say more.

The pain in Liangguling's empty chest was getting worse, as if a heart twisted inside his body was slowly forming and howling.

Aren't Xi martyrdom and King Li'e the same as Yue Dubiao and He Zhi's wolves?

At the last moment, didn't the two veterans choose their own deaths?
The lawyer was extremely puzzled, why did he suffer so much for this matter?Just because they are their parties?

Is it just because I feel sad that their efforts have not received even a little return?

However, as long as you work hard, you can get what you deserve, which is probably the most innocent fairy tale in the world.

Farmers work hard until their hands are festered, unable to stop natural disasters and excessive expropriation, and it is even more difficult to become the owner of the land they cultivate; the same is true for indentured slaves, even if they die suddenly, can they become the masters of their own labor?
The same goes for Yue Dubiao and He Zhi.

Liangguling even remembered that he had clearly and unmistakably reminded them many times that their efforts would never change the attitude of the two super regimes.

The most, the most, is just to let their complaints circulate in a "fair" process one by one, and to ignite their hopes time and time again in vain.

They should understand.

They chose it anyway.

why?
Liangguling couldn't figure it out, and didn't even figure out what it was that she couldn't figure out for a while; she could only crawl out of the drawer and put her body together to form her figure.

then.

Liang Guling leaned his forehead against the window, eager to use the coldness from the window to calm his empty skull.

Technology did not give her such a chance.

The window is heated at the right time, and the temperature is extremely pleasant, which will not wake people up, but only make the intoxicated dreamland approach.

The ferry starship also shook violently.

The destination has arrived.

……

There is no point in arguing about something that no one has seen.

Jinmian and Liangguling are just arguing about their respective ideas, seemingly enjoying it, but in fact, the themes and central ideas of the debate are somewhat inconsistent, and there is no unity at all.

In this way, there will naturally be no results until the end, and it just freezes the atmosphere of the group a little bit.

Zuo Wu sighed, he didn't ride on Ji Zhi, Liang Guling's choice of landing place was quite ingenious, from the low-earth orbit, down the cable ladder of the berth, he could reach the main entrance of the auction almost instantly.

Jin Mian walked in the front, her tail raised up for a while, then drooped for a while, fighting against her fighting spirit that was constantly ignited and extinguished.

The lawyer stopped where she was, didn't even move, completely forgetting that she was still a guide.

Zuo Wu scratched his hair and walked towards Liangguling, his tone was quite tactful: "I heard that some auctions will require different clothes, do we need similar preparations?"

"...No, the uniform dress is just to deliberately set the threshold, or to show that everyone is a kind of person; those who come to the auction already like furry, and there is no need for other characteristics that can better distinguish you as a kind of person,"

The lawyer answered mechanically, and suddenly realized:

"Yes, when I came to the door, Xiaoling was able to download more detailed information; I guessed right, the number of people is about [-], it is more like a large-scale trade fair, and you can enter after buying tickets... You can go in and browse first visit."

"First?"

Liang Guling nodded lightly: "Well, most of these fairs will have a VIP area to sell really good products; I'll go find out how to participate, and you can take Miss Jin to see if her fur is enough. Go to 'High Grade'."

Zuo Wu was full of confidence in his nanny, and raised his thumbs up proudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely do it!"

"...You shouldn't have seen many orcs."

The lawyer smiled, it would be nice to be able to change his mood.

Zuo Wu didn't say much, took the tickets bought by Liang Guling, waved his hands and set off into the compressed space.

Liangguling had already turned his head, but suddenly stood still and turned around:
"Guest officer! What do you think about the topic between me and Jinmian...?!"

Zuo Wu also turned his head: "It's very interesting to quarrel. Come on, I like to hear it."

Liang Guling thought that Zuo Wu didn't understand his question, so he gritted his teeth: "Then change the question, what kind of person do you think Mr. Xi Martyr... is?"

This question is very substandard, and Liang Guling regretted it as soon as he asked it.

Zuo Wu thought about it seriously: "I hate him because of his blood, but I think that's not what you're asking."

"I can only say that his story is not over yet, and it is far from the moment when the coffin is finalized."

"I hope everyone has a happy ending. The end of Xi's martyrdom is not happy, at best it can only be regarded as a bad ending."

"You too, good bone lawyer."

(End of this chapter)