C8 20 Minutes

Valla, the vast band of galaxies that straddled the border between the Empire and the Alliance, covered about a tenth of the total area of the Milky Way, had always been the scene of activities and transactions between forces of all sizes, the most complex and chaotic of all the regions within the reach of human forces, a dark area of the human dark side, and thus known as the "Fallen Paradise", the ideal kingdom of criminals.

As for why Yawalla existed between the two great powers, it had disappeared into the history over time due to the decline of the great powers. A few pieces of information that remained showed that Yawalla had truly become the third great power during the Third Galactic War, and because of the conflict between the two great powers, many people had been forced to leave their homes in a foreign land. There were also many knowledgeable individuals and talented people in various fields, and in the end, under the organization of a certain famous person, he had formed the first and most powerful organization in Yawalla — Business Alliance! From the original United Organization to the present cross-international commercial kingdom, even the two great powers did not dare to lightly tug on the tiger's whiskers. Their influence could be said to have transcended borders.

In the current state of affairs, Yavalla had become a semi-independent region. The two powers had signed an official document granting Yavara political, economic and financial freedom, known as the Pablus Treaty; but anyone could tell how effective it was in practice.

Therefore, the movements under the Avalon of Five Elements were much more complex and frequent than before, and many things that could not be seen in the mortal world were frequently conversing within the Avalon of Five Elements, thus creating another new profession – mercenaries. Mercenaries became the most powerful and difficult force in the universe, and mercenary unions also became the most uncontrollable region in the universe.

As a result of constant private communication, the common routes used in interstellar navigation were not in line with actual use. Opening up new smuggled routes became a big demand in the trade, which was unconsciously created by the scavengers organized by the lower and middle class. In addition to confirming the new routes, the safety of the routes, the situation in the Eternal Realm, and the time of the voyage all became known and recorded by the scavengers.

The lack of a unified regime and illegal activities such as smuggling was due to the fact that Yawalla was filled with many undeveloped areas, and the map of Yawalla published by the Merchant Union only depicted less than 30% of it. From time to time, however, it was observed that many uncharted transport ships, be it pirates, smugglers or well-known persons who concealed their identities, had the same tacit understanding; however, the unwritten rules of Yawalla strictly prohibited interference with a type of ship, as it was related to the safety of their common existence.

In an unknown area of the Cosmic Star Region, filled with floating objects and dangers, a ship covered in spikes that looked like they were about to go out of power was shuttling through the gaps between the meteorites in a completely opposite manner to what it looked like. From time to time, it would release a locator shining with red light from the rear of the spaceship; the four mini propellers beside the ship would launch intermittently, allowing the weak ship to safely pass through the gaps in the nick of a moment. The star charts showed that more than sixty percent of the locators in the Cosmos had been placed there, clearly having been working hard for quite a long time.

"Phew …"

After slowly parking the ship at a blind spot in the orbits of the meteorites, Han Tianhang relaxed. He collapsed on a chair and took in a few deep breaths. Unknowingly, his shoulder-length hair that was originally flowing was now drenched in sweat and draped over his shoulders. The long hours of work were a heavy strain on him, who was in poor health, but when faced with strange and dangerous places, he could not suppress the spirit of adventure, the pleasure of hanging on to his life.

(Maybe my personality just likes danger …)

Tian Hang self-deprecatingly thought to himself. To be born in an environment where one fights with life, perhaps "surviving" itself is a great challenge? He could not be blamed for choosing such a low and dangerous profession. He was still proud to see that half of the dark area of the chart had already been lit up.

"Xingyu, the investigation is complete. It's your turn to go onstage."

The only response was the steady and orderly breathing. Han Tianhang's calm face began to pulse erratically. On his white jade forehead, blood vessels with dark red blood slowly began to appear.

"Xing Yu …" "Did you hear what I just said …"

The communication device once again rang with the sound of steady breathing and the sound of gulping and swallowing. There was even a lazy voice that kept saying:

"I can't eat anymore …"

He slowly walked towards the lounge, his left hand casually picking up the old-fashioned lightning rod from the side. With a smile on his face, he walked into the lounge, standing in the middle of the sea of dreams with a murderous look on his face. Unfortunately, other than the blanket that was pulled tightly by the man's body due to the sudden chill, he was fast asleep.

The moment the door closed, there were tragedies in the world, screams, electric shocks, shouts, knocks, sounds that could not be measured interweaved in the room to form a tune that no one dared to listen to. If it was his name, then it could only be described as a lament of misery and venting … This was the best description of the mood and situation of the two in the room …

With two black eyes, straight black hair, full of wounds and the fragrance of barbecue, Han Xingyu was finally able to get rid of Sir Zhou's call. Unwillingly, he quickly cleaned himself up with a tortoise, muttering to himself and mumbling to himself, although his voice was extremely low, from the way he looked from time to time he looked at the tattered blanket, one could tell that his words weren't going to be very good. Of course, he didn't have the guts to challenge absolute authority, because many times of valiant experience had taught him that obeying was the best choice.

The moment he walked out of the room, the smile on his face made Tianhang withdraw from his original plan. It was just like how he had done the exploration by himself, he completely believed in Han Xingyu's ability. As a brother, his smile represented absolute confidence, and all he could do was slowly find a seat to sit down and take a good rest in a comfortable position. There was no explanation, no words, but he believed in Han Xingyu's ability more than anything else.

"Why aren't you preparing when you're free to complain? Are you still fishing?"

Toward this child who would never grow up, he always had a feeling of helplessness.

"There's still a lot of time, isn't there …" Let me up so early... "It wasn't easy for me to bite it down …"

While walking, Xing Yu's face was filled with regret and disappointment. It seemed like he was still preoccupied with the matters in his dreams … In the dream, the chicken leg disappeared just as it was about to reach his mouth... This made him feel quite, very, very disappointed...

Han Tianhang rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to give him a good beating.

"We still have 25 minutes. Think about it for yourself."

"Good, good, good …" I got it … "You should just brew a cup of tea and rest …"

Tian Hang couldn't help but shake his head at Xing Yu, who still looked like a big child. He felt a little helpless and doted on him even more. He, who was twenty years old, should be at the age where he could study … When he thought of this, he felt a sense of reluctance. But in order to survive, what could he consider? This is the fate that the Avaras cannot escape...

Tian Hang's complicated thoughts were unknown to Xing Yu. At this moment, he was standing in front of a PDA, feeling the same pride as when Tian Hang completed the star map.

Strictly speaking, the PT's appearance was not that good. Because it was a collection of various PT wreckage, welded and nailed everywhere, in order to achieve the highest efficiency, he had forcefully added eight of the original four engineering arms, added light weight to the driver's seat of the ball, and made the entire PT look like a spider. When the test was completed that day, "This is not something that can be manipulated by ordinary people" — this was the conclusion of Sky Cruise, accompanied by vomiting noises, but it turned out to be the best tool to enhance their efficiency. This "earth spider" won the reputation as the first tool of the Erasers for its great efficiency, though this was within the Erasers.

Lightly sliding into the cockpit, the display screen in front of the driver's seat lit up like an insect's eye, a large display screen plus eight small displays showed nine different fields of vision, the rotating of the tool arm, the eight small displays also changed, the light spot of the manipulator, the light button under the palm of the hand controlled the movement direction of the Earth Spider, the remaining four light buttons were controlled by four fingers respectively, compared to the current automatic computer support system, the control method of the Earth Spider was undoubtedly extremely backward, but the difficulty was also extremely high, how to distract itself was a problem, let alone a more detailed control of the mechanical arm. This design had once caused the Erasers to emulate it, but in the end the same results had been achieved — dizziness, vomiting, and the difficulty the spider had hidden under its simple design.

Under the state of weightlessness, the Earth Spider slowly floated towards the embrace of the universe. Xing Yu's eyes could no longer take their eyes off the screen, the vastness of the stars, the vastness of the universe, the vastness of the world, even if one was in it, one would not be able to look down upon it. Compared to him, it was as insignificant as a tiny grain of sand in this sea of stars.

"Xing Yu, there's only 20 minutes left."

His calm voice pulled Xing Yu's spirit back. For some reason, every time he sat in the PT, he would always have this feeling, as if he was one with the universe … Of course, he felt that it was because of him …