"Of course I'm serious."

Kolev smiled and said:

"Not only the ship, I will also equip you with an auxiliary driving system and a dozen high-end maintenance robots.

"This is a star exploration ship transformed from a decommissioned warship. When I got it, its main gun had been removed and only a few side guns were retained. So I simply strengthened its protective cover and endurance, and rebuilt it.

Install expensive outer armor on it, and you can even use it to hit the spaceship Kimo is using... Of course, the result will definitely be loss-lose."

Yang Ming didn't really care about what Kolev said next.

Yang Ming stared at the vise-shaped spaceship, and was deeply attracted by its red and white outer armor color scheme.

This is simply his dream ship!

Why do you need a main gun?

Even a million dollars can't buy an aluminum alloy box that can jump!

This thick-hulled ship even comes with several secondary guns.

This was entirely because Kolev wanted to give him a gift, but he followed the old pirate's principles and gave him a purchase limit of one million.

In fact, in comparison, it is not troublesome to obtain one million federal credit coins; what is troublesome is the ship purchase channels, and subsequent maintenance and adaptive transformation.

What's more, there are auxiliary operating systems and ready-made supporting robots!

As long as Yang Ming finds a way to safely withdraw the money from the Hanton Empire account, the amount can be paid now!

Of course, he would not dare to touch Hanton's account, as that would bring Hanton, who died in the Cole Harbor Riots, back into the sight of the Imperial Military Intelligence Agency.

"Kolev," Yang Ming interrupted Kolev who was talking endlessly, "Hey, Kolev!"

"Say, what's wrong?"

"The discounted part is too valuable. Kimo's life is not worth the price," Yang Ming said calmly, "You don't need to sell me, just treat it as renting your ship. When I complete my goal, I will use it to

I'll give it back to you, I'll rent it for five years with one million, and this also requires zero down payment and installment payments."

Kolev narrowed his eyes and smiled, and spoke in a warm voice:

"How can a captain recruit loyal crew members without his own ship?

"And one million federal dollars is not a small amount of money for young people.

"I originally thought that in the last few days of my life, I would drive it and jump to the edge of the Milky Way, take Mimili's mother's ashes with me, and sail together to the big galaxy next door for eternity..."

Yang Ming frowned slightly.

Of course, he was not coddling the kindness of an 'old' friend, nor did he doubt the truth of Kolev's words.

He just felt that this was a bit inappropriate.

"In addition to getting rid of Kimo, do you have any other requests?" Yang Ming asked sincerely.

"Hahaha," Kolev chuckled a few times, "Kolev will never make a loss-making business! You will know tomorrow. Let's rest today and try to have some fun and relax."

tomorrow?

Yang Ming had a bad premonition for no reason.

…

After resting for a whole day.

Base conference room.

boom!

The butler robot in a tuxedo smashed a stack of thick paper books on the table in front of Yang Ming.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the "General Manual for Spaceship Operation", "Principle of Jump", "Maintenance and Maintenance of Turbines", "Terrible Celestial Objects in the Universe", "How to Become a Spaceship", which were as thick as the Imperial Civil Code.

"Qualified Captain", "Sailing"...

Yang Ming's eyes were a little blank as he asked: "I want to finish learning this in three months? Only three months? This is impossible Kolev!"

Kolev smiled and said: "I have prepared enough refreshing aromatherapy for you, and your tutor Molly will help you sort out this information."

Next to the old man, the virtual secretary put on a dress, adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on her face, and continued in a cool electronic synthesized voice:

"Student Hanton, please accept this challenge."

Yang Ming's face turned into a bitter gourd.

He picked up a book, opened it, and looked at the dense galactic lingua franca above, feeling dizzy again.

Mimili, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help laughing.

"Mimili," Kolev said with a smile, "you also sit over."

"Me?" Mimili widened her jewel-like eyes, "Dad, are you serious?"

"Yes Mimili, I have to be strict with you," Kolev said with a serious face. "As a reward for asking you to learn these basic knowledge, I have asked Hanton to provide you with combat training."

"That sounds pretty good," Mimili smiled with satisfaction.

She had obviously dressed up specially today. The pink long sleeves had the effect of 'disappearing the lower body', which made Yang Ming feel a little impolite after looking at her twice.

Mimili pulled the seat to Yang Ming's side, right next to Yang Ming's seat, and then sat down like a lady, turning her head and winking at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming sniffed the tip of his nose, the faint scent of roses was a bit tempting.

"Hey!" Kolev leaned forward, "Stay apart, you two!"

Mimili rolled her eyes and moved her butt to the side.

"Spread a little further!"

"Dad, you can't restrict where I sit."

"As long as I am still your father, you have to listen to me! Stay apart!"

Half a minute later, Yang Ming looked at Mimili who raised her hands to cover her eyes, and Kolev who was sitting between him and Mimili, and always had the urge to throw the old man out.

Kolev smiled and said: "Okay Molly, switch to teacher mode and start your teaching."

"Okay three masters, please look at the big screen. We will learn from basic theory, which will take about twelve class hours. In order to improve efficiency, please drink less water and reduce the frequency of going to the toilet.

"What a troublesome carbon-based life form."

…

Yang Ming felt that he had lived a new life, tried hard to escape the Valkyrie's butcher's knife, regained his freedom in the prison of Cole Harbor, and successfully escaped under the gun barrel of the Flanker 3...

I’m not here to take high-intensity make-up classes!

Going to class is really exhausting.

Especially when he has a poisonous artificial intelligence as his teacher.

However, if the 'Captain's Course' that must be conducted every morning is excluded, Yang Ming spent the rest of his life comfortably and contentedly.

In the afternoon, combat training and tactical deductions were usually held, and Yang Ming suddenly became Mimi Li's tutor.

Mimi Li is very talented in fighting. Yang Ming thinks that she is at least seven or eight times stronger than Hanton before the transformation.

What Yang Ming taught Mimili were the various fighting skills he learned while playing "Abyss". If you round up, Mimili can be regarded as the disciple of the Minxport Warrior Guidance Mentor.

Although compared to the magnificent interstellar science, lightsaber sword skills are just some insignificant embellishments in the context of great navigation.

But Mimili cherished this learning opportunity very much and took every fighting class seriously.

Mimili has a bad habit. She likes to wear some tight clothes similar to yoga clothes when doing exercise in the afternoon.

This resulted in Yang Ming sometimes having to face the wall and wait quietly for a while, so as not to embarrass or embarrass himself in front of his niece.

This situation lasted for less than half a month.

When Yang Ming felt that he had to discuss the clothing issue with Mimili, the old man Kolev passed by the practice room and frowned for a while.

The next day, Mimili came to class wearing an ancient space suit and showed a helpless smile to Yang Ming.

"He is too old-fashioned," said Mimili, "and has no open-minded maritime spirit at all."

Yang Ming was a little disappointed, but also relieved.

Mimili's talent is not only in combat training and ship knowledge, she inherited Kolev's mind, and when analyzing some legion war cases, she can always keenly capture the key points that affect the battle situation.

Yang Ming is somewhat lacking in this aspect.

When he saw a warship, the first thought that popped into his mind was what tools would be needed to invade its interior and how long would it take to chop down everyone inside.

The evening time is always quiet and comfortable.

Yang Ming likes to chat with these old pirates and listen to them bragging about their life experiences. The pirates can always come up with some bizarre stories and tell Yang Ming a lot about sailing.

Yang Ming also likes to sit in the small coffee shop, use a network terminal without any identity information to access the base's internal LAN, and browse various image materials.

No matter where Yang Ming is, Mimili can always find him once or twice at night. Sometimes they sit down and chat together. She will bring out some exquisite technological products, and occasionally she will bring out some skin care products to show off their magic.

Or simply take a chessboard and drag Yang Ming to play starship chess with great interest until midnight. Then, under the watchful eyes of Kolev, they went back to the dormitories at both ends of the base to rest.

Mimi Li likes herself?
To be continued...