Wow!The explosion rate is really high

Even if you are an illegal miner, you still have money and a future.

At least that's the case on the surface.

Without the promised bright future, there is no difference between these people being alive and dead. How can they obey the arrangements to do work that no one else can do?

Although many people know in their hearts that such promises are nothing but empty words.

The authenticity of those precedents of liberation is also highly questionable.

But this tiny bit of hope is the only faith that the black miners captured here have.

However, there are also people with lofty ideals who recognize the facts and still firmly obey the arrangements.

After the players in the same batch lost hope and had caused trouble and died, the painter still adhered to his original responsibility and waited for the arrival of the "Imperial Army".

What if I leave and the imperial army arrives and they don’t know who made the great contribution for them, what should I do?
I can’t leave by myself!
So after another ordinary working day, the painter saw another group of unlucky people who were caught here and became his colleagues for the next period of time.

But among these new colleagues, the painter saw two guys with some mental problems.

"I already told you I'm not your boss!"

"If you are not my boss, then who is my boss?"

"No matter who is your boss, I can never be your boss."

"I know! Boss, you want to hide your identity."

The skinny little guy rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "If I were your boss, my identity would have been exposed by you..."

"It's okay!" Steppenwolf waved his hand and looked around. "Everyone here is unlucky. Everyone wants to escape from the clutches of those pirates! Boss, just tell me what your plan is!"

"Who are you calling the unlucky one?" The painter got angry and said with a look of dissatisfaction, "I was caught here on purpose!"

Can I tell you that I'm a pioneer sent by the Imperial Army to explore the universe?
The steppe wolf puffed out his chest and was also quite proud, "I was captured on purpose too!"

Can I just tell everyone about how my boss and I killed and trapped the people of the Peak Alliance in Freeport?

Although I don’t know why the boss changed his appearance and boarded this pirate ship, what he said must be right!

The little guy pursed his lips and agreed with some surprise, "Me too..."

"So you must be my boss!" The steppe wolf who got the key information said with certainty, "Boss, I know it's you, don't hide."

"I'm your *****!"

The little guy wanted to jump up and punch the opponent on the head.

The little man cursed angrily and exuded an aura of "Keep Out" all over his body, "Anyway, just don't disturb my actions if you have nothing to do!"

"Boss, can't you tell me what your plan is?" Steppenwolf's face was filled with grief and indignation, and he was about to cry. "We are the best partners!"

"I told you I'm not your boss!" The little guy gritted his teeth, looked down at his toes and hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "Your boss can't be this small!"

"Isn't changing your form a piece of cake for you, Boss?"

"How can such a thing be such a trivial matter?" The little guy was so angry that he jumped up and down.

We often hear about changing one's appearance, but directly changing one's body shape should be considered a one-time operation, right?

"You're really not my boss?" The Wild Wolf had a look of suspicion on his face. He looked at the short man in front of him who was a head and a half shorter than him with some disbelief.

"I already told you I'm not your boss anymore!"

"Then why are you pretending to be my boss?" Steppenwolf rolled his eyes with disdain. "Pfft!"

"But you just said that you were caught on purpose?"

"Of course!" The little man stared grimly at the direction of the interstellar pirates who were separated by the iron wall and the cold sea water. "These pirates have harmed so many people. They should have received retribution long ago! I am their retribution!"

Knowing that he couldn't get rid of this stupid follower if he didn't tell the truth, the little guy said viciously: "If you don't want to be trapped here forever, then pretend you know nothing. Once I kill all these pirates, you can be free again, do you understand?"

"What's the matter with freedom?" Steppenwolf pouted. "I'm here with my boss to carry out a secret mission."

"That's right." The painter crossed his arms proudly, "I'm here to lead the way for the imperial army."

"Pirates must die!"

"Pirates must die!"

"But if you're in a hurry, I can give you this opportunity on behalf of my boss."

Steppenwolf knows everything, but he just doesn't want to accept the fact that he has been abandoned by his boss.

Looking around for the boss was just a lie on his part.

It was just his ploy to use the excuse of looking for the old boss to recognize the new boss.

After all, if no new boss appeared, he might really have to spend the rest of his life in this kind of illegal mining place.

"Indeed... Anyway, the Imperial Army may not look down upon such a small place, so it's not a bad idea to give you this opportunity to eliminate harm for the people."

The painter knew clearly that the imperial army had not arrived yet. Either they had died on the way or they had taken the wrong path...

I haven't been here for such a long time, I probably won't be able to come anymore.

It was not a good idea to continue to be in a stalemate here, and he did not want to waste all the strength he had cultivated so far by committing suicide directly... The most important thing was that he did not have the money to keep the "clone" in the game.

If I don't find a tough guy in the game world to lead me, do I, a wanderer in the starry sea, have to level up slowly in this black mine?

The little guy: “…”

I don't know if what they say is true or not, but this amazing sense of belief seems to make people believe it...

"Since our goal is to defeat these pirates, we are allies on the same front!" Steppenwolf patted the little man's shoulder fiercely, "Brother, if there is anything we can do for you, just tell us!"

The little guy was hesitant, "Can I really trust you?"

"You can always trust Little Wolf!"

“You can always trust the painter!”

"Step on." The little man uttered the word with difficulty, and then said firmly: "I need a mecha!"

"Where can there be a mecha in this place?" The painter was suddenly confused.

"Yes!" The little man nodded vigorously. "Their mining machines are essentially deep-sea combat mechas. With a little modification, they can regain their combat capability. You just need to find me some necessary replacement parts, and we will be able to resist."

"Oh... where does the pilot come from?"

The little guy instantly looked proud, "I am the future third legendary pilot of our Bauhinia Republic!"

"I have admired you for a long time!"

"Awesome, awesome!" (End of this chapter)