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Chapter 396: Spaceship Crash
This Mining Planet once prospered due to its abundant Mineral Resources. Large numbers of Miners, Buyers, and Mine Owners made it a rare bustling area in the nearby Star Zone.
However, as the Red Crystal Stone resources were depleted, the Planet returned from prosperity to a state of deathly silence. Most merchants and Mine Owners evacuated, leaving behind only some Miners who had nowhere else to go and were abandoned here.
On this Planet, riddled with holes from excessive mining, their only livelihood was scavenging for scraps left behind by machine mining in the Old Mine Pit.
On this Planet covered in Yellow Sand, the Groundwater was contaminated due to over-extraction. The Miners living here could only rely on Interstellar Merchants who came twice a year, exchanging the Red Crystal Stone they found for the supplies and water needed for survival.
The greatest wish of the people living here was to save enough money for a Ship Ticket to leave this Planet. However, the price of an Interstellar Ship Ticket was so exorbitant that it was beyond the means of these people even across several lifetimes.
Many, seeing no hope of leaving, could only live day by day in drunken stupor, spending all the money they earned from mining ore on alcohol.
On a Red Rock Mountain Wall covered in Yellow Sand, a mining prospector's detector had once opened a hole dozens of meters deep in the cliff face. However, upon detecting a low concentration of Red Crystal Stone, they abandoned the location.
After this Mine Pit was expanded from the inside, it became one of the few Bars on this abandoned Mining Planet.
When the Star in the Sky reappeared, the temperature on this land rose from below minus forty degrees to over forty degrees.
*Clang!* The Bar's Gate, which was modified from a Shuttle Door, was pushed open heavily. An Alien with a Toad head and a Hawaiian shirt, and a cyborg whose body was eighty percent mechanical except for his Head, walked out arm in arm amidst the Boss's curses.
Seeing their staggering steps, it was clear they had drunk a lot of the inferior alcohol brewed from thorn palm juice inside the Bar.
"Diego! Are my Eyes playing tricks on me? Is that a Spaceship!"
The cyborg, whose body was eighty percent mechanical except for his Head, looked up at the black figure in the Sky, shook his head clear.
"Your Eyes must be playing tricks on you. It's still two months until those unscrupulous merchants come here. How could they possibly be generous enough to come early! Do you think fuel is free?"
The Toad named Diego mocked his companion while looking up. Then he froze.
In the Sky, a Black Spaceship was rapidly crashing towards their Direction. He blinked his Eyes. With vision ten times the range of Hawkeye's on Earth, he could even clearly see that the tail of the Black Spaceship was on fire, constantly emitting sparks.
Clearly, this was a Spaceship that had crashed due to an accident. He just didn't know if it had collided with a meteorite or been attacked by Space Pirates.
"Looks like our good luck has arrived!" The Toad Diego excitedly licked his lips. The intense Sunlight from the overhead Star had cracked his lips.
But compared to this minor issue, Diego was more concerned about what kind of profit this unlucky Spaceship could bring him. If it really was a cargo Spaceship, the cargo inside might even be enough to get him a Ship Ticket to leave this place.
Thinking of this, Diego's Heart couldn't help but pound. This Feeling was something even the female toad doing a striptease in the Bar last night couldn't give him. This was the Taste of Money.
"Hey, Abad, wake up, we're going to get rich!"
Diego jumped up and patted his companion's drunken, drooping Head, forcibly turned his Head in one Direction. "Open your Eyes and look! Listen, we're going in the Direction of that Spaceship crash now!"
With that, Diego leaped onto his companion's back from Behind one's Back, tightly wrapping his arms around his Neck. "Abad, activate your engine, full power ahead! Don't be stingy with that little bit of energy. We need to loot the Spaceship before those Hyenas arrive! I have a premonition that we're going to strike it rich this time!"
The cyborg's feet sprayed two blue flames from his soles, carrying Diego unsteadily towards the Direction of the Spaceship crash.
"Wake up, Abad, you're off course! Damn Old Shack, how much industrial oil did he mix into the alcohol! Listen to my order, twenty degrees to the left! No, no, it's left, you're going right!"
The Cyborg Abad landed on the far side of a Hillside. By now, he had recovered his senses. His Square Face was expressionless, even carrying a hint of coldness and numbness.
Diego held an optical detector, lying on the Hillside, watching over a dozen old mining Shuttles approaching the Black Spaceship, and couldn't help but complain.
"Looks like we're late! These Hyenas have really sharp Sense of Smell!"
"They're in Trouble. This is a Predator Spaceship. No, judging by the Spaceship's paint job, this is a Dark Iron Blood Spaceship, Diego. We need to leave here—"
Abad stood on the Hillside, looking at the smoking Black Spaceship from afar. When he saw the full view of the Spaceship, his face instantly changed drastically. He grabbed Diego's hand and was about to turn and leave.
"Hey, wait, Abad, what is a Dark Iron Blood? We can't leave this place, this Spaceship is related to my Ship Ticket!"
As a Native living on this Planet, Diego didn't know what a Dark Iron Blood was. He also didn't understand why his friend's face changed so much when talking about this Dark Iron Blood.
He only knew that this Spaceship before him might be the key for him to leave this Planet. He didn't want to stay on this resource-depleted, futureless Planet his whole Life, even if this Planet was his Homeworld.
"The Predator are Hunters in the Universe. They take pride in hunting powerful Prey and collecting their Corpses and Bones. The Dark Iron Blood are even more cruel. It's not just these Hyenas, if they consider this Planet a Hunting ground, then all Creatures on this Planet are in Trouble!" Abad's expression grew increasingly serious.
"But, if they are really that formidable, then why were they shot down!" Diego couldn't help but retort.
Abad looked down at him. "That means the Enemy they encountered is even more dangerous, so we must leave this Planet as soon as possible!"
"Leave, Abad, do you know what you're saying? The money we've saved over the years combined isn't even enough to buy the engine for the most basic Shuttle."
Diego pulled at his empty pockets, then spread his hands towards Abad.
"I have a Spaceship!" Abad looked up, his Gaze fixed on the Shuttles gradually approaching the Black Spaceship, and said flatly.
"What? What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, Abad. Tell me, did you just say you have a Shuttle? Is there something wrong with my Ears?"
Upon hearing Abad's words, Diego said, jumping up with an exaggerated expression.
"Shut up, don't talk, it's starting!" Abad glared down at Diego, signaling him to be quiet.
Diego was startled by the seriousness in Abad's Eyes. He had never seen this drunken friend show such an expression. He immediately shut his mouth and lay on the Hillside, looking down.
On the Yellow Sand Plain, the dozen or so Shuttles had stopped next to the Black Spaceship. Dozens of Big men carrying energy guns of various models got off the Shuttles.
These people came from various Interstellar Civilizations. Their predecessors or ancestors were Miners here, and they were forced to stay on this Planet because they couldn't afford Ship Tickets.
Chapter 396: Spaceship Crash
This Mining Planet once prospered due to its abundant Mineral Resources. Large numbers of Miners, Buyers, and Mine Owners made it a rare bustling area in the nearby Star Zone.
However, as the Red Crystal Stone resources were depleted, the Planet returned from prosperity to a state of deathly silence. Most merchants and Mine Owners evacuated, leaving behind only some Miners who had nowhere else to go and were abandoned here.
On this Planet, riddled with holes from excessive mining, their only livelihood was scavenging for scraps left behind by machine mining in the Old Mine Pit.
On this Planet covered in Yellow Sand, the Groundwater was contaminated due to over-extraction. The Miners living here could only rely on Interstellar Merchants who came twice a year, exchanging the Red Crystal Stone they found for the supplies and water needed for survival.
The greatest wish of the people living here was to save enough money for a Ship Ticket to leave this Planet. However, the price of an Interstellar Ship Ticket was so exorbitant that it was beyond the means of these people even across several lifetimes.
Many, seeing no hope of leaving, could only live day by day in drunken stupor, spending all the money they earned from mining ore on alcohol.
On a Red Rock Mountain Wall covered in Yellow Sand, a mining prospector's detector had once opened a hole dozens of meters deep in the cliff face. However, upon detecting a low concentration of Red Crystal Stone, they abandoned the location.
After this Mine Pit was expanded from the inside, it became one of the few Bars on this abandoned Mining Planet.
When the Star in the Sky reappeared, the temperature on this land rose from below minus forty degrees to over forty degrees.
*Clang!* The Bar's Gate, which was modified from a Shuttle Door, was pushed open heavily. An Alien with a Toad head and a Hawaiian shirt, and a cyborg whose body was eighty percent mechanical except for his Head, walked out arm in arm amidst the Boss's curses.
Seeing their staggering steps, it was clear they had drunk a lot of the inferior alcohol brewed from thorn palm juice inside the Bar.
"Diego! Are my Eyes playing tricks on me? Is that a Spaceship!"
The cyborg, whose body was eighty percent mechanical except for his Head, looked up at the black figure in the Sky, shook his head clear.
"Your Eyes must be playing tricks on you. It's still two months until those unscrupulous merchants come here. How could they possibly be generous enough to come early! Do you think fuel is free?"
The Toad named Diego mocked his companion while looking up. Then he froze.
In the Sky, a Black Spaceship was rapidly crashing towards their Direction. He blinked his Eyes. With vision ten times the range of Hawkeye's on Earth, he could even clearly see that the tail of the Black Spaceship was on fire, constantly emitting sparks.
Clearly, this was a Spaceship that had crashed due to an accident. He just didn't know if it had collided with a meteorite or been attacked by Space Pirates.
"Looks like our good luck has arrived!" The Toad Diego excitedly licked his lips. The intense Sunlight from the overhead Star had cracked his lips.
But compared to this minor issue, Diego was more concerned about what kind of profit this unlucky Spaceship could bring him. If it really was a cargo Spaceship, the cargo inside might even be enough to get him a Ship Ticket to leave this place.
Thinking of this, Diego's Heart couldn't help but pound. This Feeling was something even the female toad doing a striptease in the Bar last night couldn't give him. This was the Taste of Money.
"Hey, Abad, wake up, we're going to get rich!"
Diego jumped up and patted his companion's drunken, drooping Head, forcibly turned his Head in one Direction. "Open your Eyes and look! Listen, we're going in the Direction of that Spaceship crash now!"
With that, Diego leaped onto his companion's back from Behind one's Back, tightly wrapping his arms around his Neck. "Abad, activate your engine, full power ahead! Don't be stingy with that little bit of energy. We need to loot the Spaceship before those Hyenas arrive! I have a premonition that we're going to strike it rich this time!"
The cyborg's feet sprayed two blue flames from his soles, carrying Diego unsteadily towards the Direction of the Spaceship crash.
"Wake up, Abad, you're off course! Damn Old Shack, how much industrial oil did he mix into the alcohol! Listen to my order, twenty degrees to the left! No, no, it's left, you're going right!"
The Cyborg Abad landed on the far side of a Hillside. By now, he had recovered his senses. His Square Face was expressionless, even carrying a hint of coldness and numbness.
Diego held an optical detector, lying on the Hillside, watching over a dozen old mining Shuttles approaching the Black Spaceship, and couldn't help but complain.
"Looks like we're late! These Hyenas have really sharp Sense of Smell!"
"They're in Trouble. This is a Predator Spaceship. No, judging by the Spaceship's paint job, this is a Dark Iron Blood Spaceship, Diego. We need to leave here—"
Abad stood on the Hillside, looking at the smoking Black Spaceship from afar. When he saw the full view of the Spaceship, his face instantly changed drastically. He grabbed Diego's hand and was about to turn and leave.
"Hey, wait, Abad, what is a Dark Iron Blood? We can't leave this place, this Spaceship is related to my Ship Ticket!"
As a Native living on this Planet, Diego didn't know what a Dark Iron Blood was. He also didn't understand why his friend's face changed so much when talking about this Dark Iron Blood.
He only knew that this Spaceship before him might be the key for him to leave this Planet. He didn't want to stay on this resource-depleted, futureless Planet his whole Life, even if this Planet was his Homeworld.
"The Predator are Hunters in the Universe. They take pride in hunting powerful Prey and collecting their Corpses and Bones. The Dark Iron Blood are even more cruel. It's not just these Hyenas, if they consider this Planet a Hunting ground, then all Creatures on this Planet are in Trouble!" Abad's expression grew increasingly serious.
"But, if they are really that formidable, then why were they shot down!" Diego couldn't help but retort.
Abad looked down at him. "That means the Enemy they encountered is even more dangerous, so we must leave this Planet as soon as possible!"
"Leave, Abad, do you know what you're saying? The money we've saved over the years combined isn't even enough to buy the engine for the most basic Shuttle."
Diego pulled at his empty pockets, then spread his hands towards Abad.
"I have a Spaceship!" Abad looked up, his Gaze fixed on the Shuttles gradually approaching the Black Spaceship, and said flatly.
"What? What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, Abad. Tell me, did you just say you have a Shuttle? Is there something wrong with my Ears?"
Upon hearing Abad's words, Diego said, jumping up with an exaggerated expression.
"Shut up, don't talk, it's starting!" Abad glared down at Diego, signaling him to be quiet.
Diego was startled by the seriousness in Abad's Eyes. He had never seen this drunken friend show such an expression. He immediately shut his mouth and lay on the Hillside, looking down.
On the Yellow Sand Plain, the dozen or so Shuttles had stopped next to the Black Spaceship. Dozens of Big men carrying energy guns of various models got off the Shuttles.
These people came from various Interstellar Civilizations. Their predecessors or ancestors were Miners here, and they were forced to stay on this Planet because they couldn't afford Ship Tickets.
