Become a legend in the interstellar

Why run away?
This is a very intuitive question.

The opponent is too strong, there is no hope of victory at all, so naturally he has to run away!
If you don't escape, are you waiting to die?
Andrew shook his head with a bitter face, and said, "My lord, you are powerful, so of course you don't care about these things. How can a small person like me compare to you?"

Su Xia said: "I used to be a small person."

"But you're a big shot now."

"I also slowly climbed up." Su Xia said seriously, "Escape is not the solution to the problem. Even if you can't fight now, it doesn't mean you won't be an opponent in the future. You can't hide for a lifetime."

"My lord, you should really apply for an inspirational lecturer." Andrew said sincerely.

"What you say is false, it's what you do that matters."

"It's hard..."

"What's so difficult?"

Su Xia said calmly: "To put it simply, there are actually three steps of 'being beaten', 'becoming stronger', and 'beating back'. One day, you will no longer need to go through the step of 'being beaten', because there is no longer any People can bully you."

"My lord, you are right..."

Andrew agreed with his lips, but of course his complicated look betrayed him.

From the perspective of normal people, many people simply cannot take the step of "fighting back".

They have already fallen heavily at the step of "being beaten", and there is no chance to get up again, let alone "become stronger".

And if she wants to get to Su Xia's current position, she has to go through countless "beatings". Who can guarantee that she will not be completely defeated one day?
"It seems that you still don't understand."

Seeing his expression, Su Xia suddenly remembered a very classic line in the movie "Rocky" - the meaning of life is not in how many punches you can throw, but in how many punches you can hold.

This sounds a bit strange.

Simply put, to live is to be beaten.

"In the past ten years, you have had a lot of innocent people's blood on your hands." Su Xia suddenly said and changed the subject.

"I……"

Andrew's face changed slightly, why did Su Xia suddenly mention this matter?
He has been working for the group for many years, and his hands have indeed been stained with a lot of blood. Among other things, the innocent lives he sent to various torture bases are innumerable.

He was indeed influenced by the group's brainwashing indoctrination education in his early years. He didn't have the normal three views and couldn't tell right from wrong.

According to the education of the group, killing outsiders is not a crime, but betraying the group is a crime.

Later, he understood a lot, and the bad things he did were just to save his own life and give him a chance to break away from the group.

Andrew often thinks that if he was born in an ordinary family, he would definitely have a normal life.

but……

No matter how many reasons there are, they can't wash away the sins on his body.

After all, he killed someone, and his body was full of blood and debts. He was an out-and-out executioner.

If hell really existed, then he would be dragged down by countless souls after his death.

Su Xia suddenly mentioned this, is she planning to deal with him?

"My lord, I..." Andrew felt uneasy.

"I said, as long as you cooperate with me, I will give you freedom." Su Xia added, "I keep my word, and I usually don't break my word. It's just a reputation, but... I also told you that freedom has a price."

"My lord, you said, I am willing to bear any price."

Andrew gritted his teeth, as long as he could gain freedom, he could give up everything else except life.

In fact, he had nothing else to give up now.

"Really?" Su Xia asked.

"Yes!"

"Well, I'll give you a chance."

Su Xia's tone remained unchanged, and she said to Andrew: "From now on, give up escaping and confront this group head-on. Remember, as long as you can disintegrate this group and make him disappear from the world completely, I will give you back your freedom."

"This……"

"is it hard?"

"My lord, this may take a long time."

"It doesn't matter, one year or two, or ten or twenty years, I have plenty of time." Su Xia looked at Andrew with calm eyes, "No matter how much time, the moment this group disappears is the moment when you are free!"

"I, I...free..."

Andrew's expression changed for a while, he quickly nodded vigorously, and replied: "Okay, my lord, I will definitely do it!"

"Well, remember your words, I'll wait for your good news."

After all, a mission prompt popped up in front of Su Xia's eyes.

[Mission: Bury Hell Deep]

[The second stage has been activated]

[Current stage content: With the help of the information provided by Andrew, destroy the headquarters of the Left Eye Group, and destroy all the branches of the group in various parts of the mainland as much as possible]

[Since the headquarters of the group is located on another continent, there is no time limit for this task]

[Task Requirement 1: Rescue the kidnapped persons, the overall survival rate must not be lower than 30%...]

[Task Requirement 2: ...]

【…】

[Mission Reward: Good Man Medal]

【…】

"Good guy medal?"

Su Xia's eyes froze, staring at the line in the reward column.

What is this?
Listening to the name is an ordinary medal.

But Su Xia is not the leader of a certain alliance, and has no hobby of collecting medals.

【Check】

He clicked lightly to view the detailed description of the reward.

【Good Guy Medal: A Magical Medal】

[After wearing it, you will get the title of "good guy"]

[Under the effect of this title, your personal luck will be greatly improved]

[From now on, the more evil forces you destroy, the more bad people you kill, and the more good deeds you do...the more medals will add to your luck]

luck?

Su Xia doesn't understand, so, can this mysterious and mysterious thing be increased by external force?
He remembered that AI Hal on the side of the wreckage of the spaceship said that in the starry sky, there are many research teams specializing in the study of "luck", but after thousands of years of research, there is no result.

The biggest research result seems to be - lucky people love to laugh.

This is a very speechless conclusion.

Can unlucky people still laugh?

However, Hal said at the time that this conclusion cost tens of billions of research funds.

This made Su Xia couldn't help feeling that there were also gangster teams who cheated on research funds in the starry sky, and the funding agencies were too kind, and they were cheated out of tens of billions casually.

At the end of the description of this "Good Man Medal", there is a line of supplementary explanation:
[Note: How to judge your personal luck?If you often survive near death, encounter crises, encounter constant disasters, have countless enemies, etc... then your luck may not be very good and you need the help of this medal]

[Note: If you still can't judge, you can use the simplest method to judge - do you often pick up money? 】

Seeing this comment, Su Xia realized in her heart.

He hasn't picked up much money since he was a child, and the biggest one is fifty cents.

But when he was in elementary school, he had a tablemate who could pick up money every once in a while, often in large denominations of cash, and often invited him to eat snacks, which made him envious at the time.

Is this the embodiment of luck?
Su Xia thought about it.

The other side of the earth is electronic payment, who still picks up money now?
"It's good to get this medal. Since I came to this world, I was almost beaten to death by the machine clan several times. It's probably because of my bad luck." Su Xia thought about the situation in Haima City this time, and found that her luck was indeed Somewhat poor.

Even if many details are considered, problems will always arise.

This time, if Moser was not too arrogant and insisted on destroying Su Xia's psychological defense, Su Xia might have fallen in Haima City.

"Cash payment is still popular in this world. After getting the medal, you can also experience the joy of going out to pick up money."

Su Xia made up her mind to get this thing as soon as possible.

This is the improvement of invisible strength, which is invisible and intangible.

But he had a hunch that after wearing this medal, the next time he faced the machine race, it probably wouldn't be as difficult as this time.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Andrew said suddenly, and found that Su Xia's eyes were blank, and he couldn't help feeling worried.

"It's nothing, I thought of a past event." Su Xia shook her head.

"My lord, you are a man with a story."

"In this world, who doesn't have a few stories?"

Su Xia shrugged and stopped talking.

With a casual move, he slowly floated forward with the two of them.

During the period, they discovered several group members lurking outside the villa.

The front door, back door, hidden door, windows, etc. of the entire villa are the focus of surveillance, and not even a mosquito can escape the eyes of these people.

This is just one of Andrew's resident villas.

Most of the rest of his residence and around the safe house were also ambushed.

Every once in a while, these people will report to the base: "Master Frank, there is no movement around Residence No. [-]."

After the report, they will communicate with each other for a while.

It can be heard from their words that many people expressed disdain and incomprehension for Andrew's defection.

"The group worked so hard to raise him up, and poured a lot of resources into him over the years, and he actually wants to betray the group!"

"Does he feel that his current status is not enough?"

"He's probably been blown to pieces by now."

"Die well!"

"Master Frank is much better than him..."

"..."

These people have a blind emotion towards the left-eye group, which normal people can't understand.

Few people would have the idea of ​​leaving the group like Andrew.

Hearing these people's words, Andrew didn't have much expression on his face. He thought he was used to it. He just said, "Frank is probably the happiest person at the base today. He has been my assistant for two years and has always wanted to become a regular. Then I will be transferred or have an accident.”

"How about that man?" Su Xia asked.

"Garbage man, his methods are worse than mine, and he likes and approves all the actions of the group from the bottom of his heart." Andrew replied.

"Looks like a damn one too."

Su Xia remembered the name, and would kill it when she had time.

The more garbage people die, the easier it will be for the world to be righted.

"Let's go, go in and have a rest first, I'm tired too, does your villa have an underground safe room?" Su Xia asked.

"Yes, yes."

"That's good."

Su Xia took Andrew, passed the lurking group members, and slowly floated over the villa.

The doors and windows of the villa are all closed, and opening them rashly will attract the attention of the watchers outside.

Therefore, with a light move, he brought Andrew to land on the top of the villa, and slowly descended along the chimney at the top.

During the fall, Andrew whispered in the chimney: "My lord, slow down!"

"what happened?"

"I'm a little fat and I'm getting stuck."

"What do you call 'a little fat'?"

Su Xia was a little speechless, and poured some cooking oil on his head to help him slide down slowly.

This Andrew is a clone made by gene editing technology. The genes are perfect, and there is almost no risk of disease. It stands to reason that he can have the physique of an athlete with a little exercise.

But he suddenly grew into his current short and fat appearance, even half of his hair was bald.

It can be seen that the so-called genes are not that important.

Are artificial humans necessarily perfect?

"My lord, don't be angry, I will lose weight in the future." Andrew said.

"..."

Of course Susha wasn't angry.

He is well-proportioned, not fat, nor exaggerated to the point of explosive muscle, just right in this dark chimney.

Moreover, Andrew was below, his obese body wiped away part of the protruding chimney soot, leaving Susha a relatively clean passage.

Andrew complained endlessly, his whole body was covered in pitch black, and he said in a low voice, "I should have asked someone to clean the chimney if I knew it earlier, anyway, those children in the slums can't find a job..."

"Huh? Clean the chimney now or find a child?" Su Xia was a little surprised.

"Yes, most of them are looking for children, because it is cheap and easy to use, and you can scold them if you don't do well. It is much more convenient than a machine."

"so……"

Su Xia raised her head, looked through the dark chimney, and saw the narrow skylight above.

This world is both progressive and backward, giving people a very distorted sense of unreality, and the technology tree is quite crooked.

You know, on the other side of the earth, this kind of industry has already been banned.

Going back, in the Dai Empire in the 17th and 18th centuries, many boys would be bought to work as chimney sweeps.

The great poet William Blake described this in his The Chimney Sweep.

This poem is not well-known in China.

But there is another well-known literary work described, that is, Dickens' "Oliver Twist".

Most of those boys are four or five years old, and the young ones are even three years old. Because of their small size, they are suitable for this kind of work.

They did not have any protective clothing. Some chimneys were still hot when they were being swept, and there were even flames. They were often burned, bruised, and their bones became deformed. Many died of lung disease due to the smoky working environment. Of those who were suffocated or burned to death, relatively few survived to adulthood.

They are like tools, they will be replaced after they die.

Later, they had a collective name called "Chimney Boys", which was known by many people.

"This kind of thing shouldn't happen again," Su Xia said.

"My lord, there are too many things in this world, how can you manage them alone?" Andrew said.

"You can see clearly."

"It's not transparent." Andrew said below, "The whole world is like this, unless you change the rules of this world, my lord."

While talking, Andrew finally landed in the fireplace at the bottom, bent over, covered in pitch black, and struggled to climb out from the fireplace.

This scene is inexplicably funny, and it reminds Su Xia of Santa Claus.

As for the fat body of Santa Claus, can he really get into the chimney and deliver gifts to the children?
"Huh... finally came out, almost crushing me to death." Andrew patted the soot on his body, like a coal miner.

Although the surface is covered with a layer of nanobots, he is still uncomfortable.

Just climbing a chimney once made him want to die.

I really don't know how those children who are only a few years old endure such long-term pain.

"Silence." Su Xia reminded.

"Yes, yes... my lord will follow me to the basement."

Andrew's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at the window, for fear of being sensed by the lurkers of the group outside.

……

At this moment, many lurkers outside know nothing about what is going on in the villa.

According to their life perception instruments, there is still no sign of life activity in the villa, which makes them quite relieved.

A lurker was lying on the big tree, and said confidently: "Even if Andrew is not dead, he would not dare to return to this villa."

This person is also one of Andrew's former subordinates, and he has a better understanding of Andrew's character.

The person next to him reminded: "Don't be careless, pay attention to observation, and be careful that he sneaks into the villa secretly, playing tricks under the lights."

"Impossible, there is nothing on the instrument."

"Don't trust the machine too much."

"Don't worry, this is made by An Luo Company!" The man was sure, "I know his character and ability well. If he can really sneak into the villa, then I will eat this life sensor on the spot!"