In fact, Loken had great doubts about the mysterious man Latasin from the beginning, but the other party almost never spoke actively and rarely took the initiative to act. In addition, Rozim always beat him, so Loken's doubts were always held in his heart.
But today's scene made him unable to bear it.
This person is by no means an ordinary person, and it may even be a human being!
But Ratasin still ignored him like before, and Rozim, who was standing beside him, spoke.
"Don't ask, I have to think about how to deal with this thing."
As he said that, he stepped forward and gently kicked the other person.
"Hey, can you understand human words?"
The Hrudians on the ground opened their eyes, glanced at Ratasin in fear, and then made a strange tone, but barely understand Gothic language.
"Listen... understand."
"Just be able to speak human language, why did you slip into our boat, who assigned you, what purpose!"
"Disaster... vortex... escape..."
"Hiss, do you mean you were killed?"
"yes."
As he said that, the Hrud stood up, and Rozim realized that the other party was really big, almost as tall as himself.
"What's your name?"
"Chuan... Quero."
"Hey, Kawaguiro, you have also seen it. I saved you. According to the common moral code of this galaxy, I am your savior, and you have to repay me."
The Hrud looked at Rozim at a loss. He had hardly dealt with humans, let alone the "best" who came up to ask for rewards. He didn't know how to answer for a while.
After holding it in for a while, it stuttered:
"The ship...property...destroyed...no..."
"Tsk."
Rozim frowned and turned to look at Loken.
"What's the thing about this? Do you have any specialties or specialties?"
"Some, the Hrudians have a weapon called the Hrud Flintlock, a plasma weapon based on subspace technology, occasionally sold in the black market of the empire, and is also very popular... This weapon uses a principle that is currently incomprehensible and can adjust the phase of the plasma bullets between the physical universe and the subspace. Therefore, any attack from the Hrudian Flintlock will bypass the target's defense. Although they are unpredictable, they are still favored by assassins or judges. However, if it is damaged, it cannot be repaired by human hands."
Loken turned to look at the Hrud.
"Can you build a gun?"
The other party hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, then I will allow you to stay on the boat and make some big guns as travel expenses. When you leave this place, you can go wherever you want, and I won't force you to stay."
The Hrude man named Kawaguiro looked at Rozim, seemed to be thinking, then crossed his arms and nodded.
“Agree…..cooperate.”
At this moment, Ratasin made an unexpected move. He suddenly pulled out the long knife on the ground, then stepped out his legs and ran towards the open hatch door on one side at a very fast speed.
When he arrived at this door, he paused for a moment, and then plunged in.
Loken seemed to have discovered something, and looked at the door in confusion.
"It's weird...when did it open?"
After Rozim and his men returned to the bridge for about ten minutes, the naked Ratasin returned. However, it was very rare. Rozim saw an "expression" on the other party's face. Although he was blocked by black sunglasses, he could still judge that it seemed that the mysterious brother was a little confused.
After entering the bridge, Ratasin came directly to Loken and pointed to the screen beside him.
"Look at the cargo hold monitoring and transfer to the time when the lifesaving tank was just salvaged."
At this time, Rozim also came over.
"Hey, what happened? By the way, can you put on your clothes first, at least wear a pair of underwear, and sway it... so that others would think we were having a silver party."
But Ratasin ignored him and just looked at the picture on the screen.
Loken was also watching, looking at it frame by frame, but never found anything.
"stop!"
Latasin suddenly reached out and pressed the pause button.
Everyone watched and finally saw a pale white phantom next to the lifesaving compartment, as if it was a normal current disorder. If you didn't pay attention to it, you wouldn't notice it at all. But now after being pointed out by Ratasin, everyone finally realized something.
Latasin stared at him for a while, then turned to Kawaguiro and spoke a very special language.
After a moment of silence, Kawaguchiro answered him in this language.
The two of them were rumbling for a while, but Rozim was still confused.
"What? Ratasin, are you talking to him? Is there any problem with this?"
Ratasin turned his head and looked at Rozim and said calmly:
"I asked him how his ship was destroyed, and he said it seemed that something had hit hard."
"Then what?"
"And then... something probably entered the ship with the cover of the entropy force field and left on our way to the cargo hold."
"ah!?"
Everyone was shocked, and Loken immediately activated all the surveillance equipment in the ship, but Ratasin continued:
"Don't waste your energy. I can't find it, and you can't find it, but it shouldn't be malicious, maybe it just wants to take our ship into Comoros... just pretend that nothing happened."
After hearing this, Rozim nodded. Since Ratasin was so serious, there was no reason not to trust each other. After all, based on the last adventure, these two brothers should be very reliable.
"Okay, Loken, don't be surprised and keep driving."
Not long after the incident, their ship also arrived at a node entering Comoros. Because the network channel here is very narrow, the node is also very small. It was controlled by the Silver Tooth Conspiracy Group and charged some tolls.
At the same time, they also abide by the orders of overlord Victor to review those entering and leaving, and prevent "chaotic spies" from sneaking into Comoros.
Fortunately, Rozim was prepared for him and he had customized a perfect identity for himself.
"......The leader of the Blue Copper Galaxy Pirates, with a reward of 300 million, 'Three Legs' Jeremy Leprosy Agena?"
A low-level officer of the Dark Spirit clan looked at the imperial wanted order in his hand in confusion, and then at Rozim with a fat face.
There is no difference between the person on the wanted order and the person in front of you, but it can only be said to be irrelevant. At least, the guy on the wanted order clearly had a moxie and a macaque face, but he was not alone no matter how he looked.
"No, ape, don't you have any stings on your face?"
Rozim rolled up his sleeves and patted his old face.
"Whoever stipulates that leprosy must have pockmarks on their faces!"
"Uh...it seems to be the same, but you look basically different."