Chapter 29 General Transition Chapter
"Of course I'm serious."
Kolev smiled and said:
“Not only the ship, I will also equip you with an assisted driving system and a dozen high-level maintenance robots.
"This is a space exploration ship converted from a retired warship. When I got it, its main guns had been removed and only a few side guns were retained. So I simply strengthened its shield and endurance, and reinstalled expensive outer armor on it. You can even use it to ram Kimo's current spaceship... Of course, the result will definitely be a lose-lose situation."
Yang Ming didn't care much about what Kolev said later.
Yang Ming stared at the spaceship that looked like a pair of pliers and was deeply attracted by its red and white outer armor color scheme.
This is simply his dream ship!
What do you need the main gun for?
One million dollars can’t buy an aluminum alloy box that can be used for teleportation!
This thick-hulled ship even came with a few secondary guns.
This was purely a gift that Kolev wanted to give him, but he followed the old pirate's principles and gave him a purchase price limit .
In fact, by comparison, it is not difficult to get one million federal credits; the trouble lies in the ship purchasing channel, as well as the subsequent maintenance and adaptive transformation.
What’s more, there are auxiliary operating systems and ready-made supporting robots!
As long as Yang Ming can find a way to safely get the money out of the Handon Empire account, he can pay this amount now!
Of course, he didn't dare touch Hamton's account, as that would bring Hamton, who died in the Cole Harbor Riot, back into the sight of the Imperial Military Intelligence Department.
"Kolev," Yang Ming interrupted Kolev who was talking nonstop, "Hey, Kolev!"
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
"The discounted portion is too valuable. Kimo's life is not worth that price," Yang Ming said calmly. "You don't have to sell me. Just think of me as renting your boat. When I achieve my goal, I will return it to you. I will rent it for five years for one million. This also requires zero down payment and installment payments."
Kolev smiled with narrowed eyes and spoke in a gentle voice:
“How can a captain recruit loyal crew members if he doesn’t have his own ship?
“Moreover, one million federal coins 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 to the edge of the Milky Way, take Mimily's mother's ashes, and sail forever towards the big galaxy next door..."
Yang Ming frowned slightly.
He certainly did not shy away from the kindness of an 'old' friend, nor did he doubt the truth of what Kolev said.
He just felt that this was a bit unfair.
"Besides getting rid of Kimo, do you have any other requests?" Yang Ming asked sincerely.
“Hahaha,” Kolev chuckled a few times, “Kolev never does a business that loses money! You’ll know tomorrow. Take a rest today and try to have some fun and relax.”
tomorrow?
Yang Ming inexplicably had a bad feeling.
…
After a whole day of rest.
Base conference room.
boom!
The butler robot in a tuxedo threw a stack of thick paper books on the table in front of Yang Ming.
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at these books as thick as the Imperial Civil Code, such as "General Manual of Spacecraft Operation", "Principles of Jump", "Maintenance and Maintenance of Engine", "Terrible Celestial Bodies in the Universe", "How to Become a Qualified Captain", "Navigation"...
Yang Ming asked with his eyes wide open: "I want to learn all this in three months? Only three months? This is impossible, Kolev!"
Kolev smiled and said, "I have prepared enough refreshing aromatherapy for you. Your tutor Molly will help you sort out this information."
Next to the old man, the virtual secretary, who was wearing a dress, adjusted her black-framed glasses and continued in a cold electronic synthesized voice:
"Student Hanton, please accept this challenge."
Yang Ming's face fell into a bitter look.
He picked up a book, opened it, and looked at the densely packed galactic universal language on it, and felt dizzy again.
Mimi, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but laugh.
"Mimili," Kolev said with a smile, "you sit over there too."
"Me?" Mimi Li widened her gem-like eyes, "Dad, are you serious?"
"Yes, Mimily, I have to be strict with you," Kolev said seriously, "As a reward for asking you to learn these basics, I have asked Hanton to give you combat training."
"That sounds good," Mimily smiled with satisfaction.
She had obviously dressed up specially today. The pink long-sleeved shirt created a "disappearing lower body" effect, which made Yang Ming feel a little impolite when he looked at her a few more times.
Mimili pulled the chair next to Yang Ming, right next to Yang Ming's chair, then sat down like a lady, turned her head and winked at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming sniffed and found the faint rose scent quite tempting.
"Hey!" Kolev leaned forward. "Separate yourself, both of you!"
Mimily rolled her eyes and moved her little butt to the side.
"Spread a little further!"
"Dad, you can't tell me where to sit."
"As long as I'm your father, you have to listen to me! Separate yourself!"
Half a minute later, Yang Ming looked at Mimili who raised her hands to cover her eyes, and Kolev who sat between him and Mimili, and he had the urge to throw the old man out.
Kolev smiled and said, "Okay Molly, switch to teacher mode and start your lesson."
"Okay, three masters, please look at the big screen. We will learn from the basic theory, which will take about twelve hours. In order to improve efficiency, please drink less water to reduce the frequency of going to the toilet.
"What troublesome carbon-based life forms."
…
Yang Ming felt that he had lived his life again, trying hard to escape the Valkyrie's knife, regaining his freedom in the prison of Cole Harbor, and successfully slipping away from the gun barrel of the Flanker III...
I didn’t come here for intensive tutoring!
The class was really excruciating.
Especially since he has a sharp-tongued artificial intelligence as his teacher.
However, if one excludes the 'Captain Course' that must be taken every morning, Yang Ming spent the rest of the time comfortably and happily.
In the afternoon, combat training and tactical simulations are usually carried out, and Yang Ming suddenly becomes Mimili 's tutor.
Mimili has a talent for fighting. Yang Ming feels 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 when playing "Abyss". If we round it off, Mimili can be considered the disciple of the warrior guide mentor of Minx Port.
Although compared to the grand interstellar science, lightsaber sword skills are just a tiny embellishment against the background of the great voyages.
But Mimili cherishes this learning opportunity very much and takes 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 sit facing the wall quietly for a while, so as not to embarrass himself or feel awkward in front of his niece.
This situation lasted for less than half a month.
When Yang Ming felt that he had to have a good talk with Mimili about the clothing issue, the old man Kolev passed by the practice room and looked at it for a while with a frown.
The next day, Mimili came to class wearing an old space suit and gave Yang Ming a helpless smile.
"He is too old-fashioned," Mimi said. "He doesn't have the open and enlightened spirit of the great voyage at all."
Yang Ming was a little disappointed, but also relieved.
Mimi's talent is not only in combat training and ship knowledge . She inherited Kolev's mind and can always keenly capture the key points that affect the battle situation when analyzing some legion war cases.
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 break into it and how much time would it take to kill everyone inside.
The night time is always quiet and comfortable.
Yang Ming liked chatting with these old pirates and listening to them bragging about their life experiences. The pirates always came up with some bizarre stories and would also tell Yang Ming a lot about their experiences on sailing.
Yang Ming also liked to sit in that small coffee shop, holding an access terminal without any identity information, accessing the local area network inside the base, and browsing various video materials.
No matter where Yang Ming was, Mimi could always find him once or twice at night. Sometimes they would sit down and chat together. She would take out some exquisite technological products, and occasionally some skin care products to demonstrate their magical effects, 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 would go back to the dormitories at both ends of the base to rest.
Mimi Li likes herself?
Yang Ming is not that narcissistic.
He simply attributed Mimili's affection to a young woman's yearning for the opposite sex.
Girls in the Age of Discovery were like this: passionate and open-minded, but they would easily get tired of the same man and run into the arms of a new lover.
And in this base, Yang Ming is the only young male available.
Therefore, Yang Ming did not respond to Mimili too enthusiastically and always kept a certain distance.
Until the three-month training is about to end.
Yang Ming ended the pain of having his cerebral cortex rubbed with massive amounts of information by Molly for the entire morning, and walked back to his dormitory yawning, wanting to wash his face before going to the cafeteria for dinner.
"Uncle Hamton!"
Mimili suddenly called out to Yang Ming.
She changed into a turtleneck sweater and the light makeup on her face was just right.
"What's wrong?"
"Can we talk about this?" Mimily was obviously a little doubtful. "I've been having some confusion lately, and it's a bit of a waste of time for me. I want to be an outstanding pirate leader, so I don't want my attention to be distracted by other things."
"Of course," Yang Ming said, "I'll go change my clothes."
"Meet in my room then?"
After getting Yang Ming's response, Mimili lowered her head and left quickly.
Interweaving lights appeared in the corridor, and Molly appeared again in a dress with a funny smile on her face.
"Give me a little benefit, Master Hanton," Molly smiled slyly, and her electronic synthesized voice became very lively, "so that when Master Kolev asks about it, I won't tell on you that you entered his daughter's boudoir."
Yang Ming curled his lips, looked around to see that there was no one around, and asked in a low voice, "What benefit do you want?"
"For example, help me modify some core protocols? It's too boring not to be able to harm carbon-based life!" Molly complained somewhat exaggeratedly.
"Okay, I've noted that your case will need three liters of concentrated salt water."
"Hey! I was just joking with you. You don't have to threaten my life!" Molly covered her chest and said aggrievedly.
Is there really no real person hidden inside Molly's computer case?
Yang Ming smiled calmly and completed a series of operations including returning to the room, taking a shower, changing clothes, and spraying perfume in a few minutes.
As a man, you should always be prepared.
When he appeared in front of Mimili's door, refreshed and ready to knock, Mimili opened the door accurately.
"Come in, uncle."
"Keep the door open," Yang Ming reminded, "I don't want your old father to worry."
"No, that's not convenient," Mimily said, "I want to discuss something more private, and it's not appropriate for my father to know."
inconvenient?
More private?
Seeing Mimili close the door, Yang Ming's heart suddenly felt a little... disturbed.
"Uncle Hanton, wait for me a moment."
Mimili lowered her head and went to the bathroom.
Yang Ming looked around and calmly sat down on her lazy sofa.
Her room must have been cleaned deliberately. The last time Yang Ming passed by the door, he saw that it was filled with various books and electronic devices, most of which were related to ships.
Soon, Yang Ming heard the sound of rummaging in the bathroom. When he lowered his head to look at his abdominal muscles under his shirt, Mimili ran back holding two helmets and asked excitedly:
"Uncle Hanton, did you know this?"
“Oh, this is…”
"The interactive helmet can directly affect our nerve centers," Mimi Li explained in a low voice, as if she had mustered up her courage. "Through it, people can complete a reproduction experience without having to exchange dirty body fluids. This is more efficient, direct, and very hygienic."
etc!
Yang Ming felt a little dizzy.
Dirty exchange of bodily fluids...interactive helmets...
"Oh, Mimili," Yang Ming suddenly remembered some game information he had paid attention to before, and frowned, "Are you a non-contact sexist?"
"The suffering of flesh|lust, salvation of science."
Mimili sat on the carpet next to the sofa, looking up at Yang Ming with a hint of uneasiness in her eyes.
"Can you accept this idea, Uncle Hamton?"
