Chapter 435 It’s always fun to cheat

Author: Back to business

Chapter 435 It’s always fun to cheat

"Captain Cole, please go this way."

The two girls wearing tight long skirts with high slits were walking with Yang Ming in a light gray corridor.

The security here is tight, but the degree of automation is very low. Most areas rely on human sentries and patrols.

Almost every three to five meters, there will be a simulated gravity device to increase the weight of the mountain and avoid the gravity detection commonly used today. The coating on the four sides of the corridor is also made of special materials, which can absorb the electromagnetic waves emitted by various instruments to the greatest extent.

Yang Ming kept looking around, acting like a seasoned pirate captain, with a little excitement of exploring the unknown, but also a bit of cunning and alertness.

In short, no matter who looks at it, he doesn't look like he's acting.

Yang Ming rarely wears robes.

His daily attire includes large pants, slippers, and a small vest for a more homely look, a slim-fitting dress for a more formal look, military uniforms from the two empires, and a battle-damaged version of his white ghost exoskeleton armor at most.

He had only worn the robe two or three times. When walking, he always felt that there was no protection and no sense of security.

"Where are we going?"

Yang Ming couldn't help but ask.

The girl in front turned her head and looked over, smiling charmingly at Boss Yang: "Go and see our mother."

"Uh, you two are biologically related sisters?"

"No," they explained softly, "Mother is an honorific title. Similar to other cultural systems, you can understand it as priest, bishop, educator or person in charge."

"Mother is the person in charge of this base."

Yang Ming asked: "That is a woman?"

"Yes, you have obviously accepted this concept. Generally speaking, only 72% of 'mothers' are women, because women can be more tolerant and gentle when facing enemies."

"What about you?" Yang Ming asked knowingly, "What are your positions in our organization?"

"Agent?"

"In other words, he is mother's personal guard."

Yang Ming gave a thumbs up and did not hesitate to praise the two girls who had been influenced by him.

After turning seven or eight times, Yang Ming didn't know where he was inside the mountain. He just felt like he was wandering around in the Zerg's nest, completely losing his sense of direction.

"Captain, in front is my mother's drawing room."

The two girls stopped and pushed forward two opposite alloy doors. A blue metal screen came into Yang Ming's eyes.

The relief on the screen is very simple, just a lush tree.

The overall tone of the relief is dark. In the upper left corner of the screen relief, a branch about the length of a little finger, together with seven or eight leaves on the branch, are marked with bright colors.

Does this represent the ‘status’ of this base in their organization?

If that's the case, then what he's going to see next is just the little boss of the Tree of Life religious gang?

"Please come in, we are going to prepare refreshments for you."

Yang Ming nodded, briefly making eye contact with the two girls, but found no danger warning.

If you want to play a profession well, you must learn to think like a practitioner of that profession.

Boss Yang cleared his throat, raised his hand to straighten his collar, and lightly rubbed the soles of his shoes at the door before entering, glancing back and forth like a hawk.

The room is quite large and the structure is very simple. Behind the screen is a 'back' shaped sofa with a coffee table in the middle. The artistic decorations hanging on the four walls are all within the scope of normal human aesthetics.

A woman with gray hair and wearing a loose robe was kneeling in the front left corner, praying silently to a metal statue more than three meters high.

Yang Ming pondered slightly.

This statue always feels so familiar. This kind of goddess with wings and an angel-like shape. She has a sexy and beautiful figure...

"Captain Cole."

A gentle, gentle and somewhat magnetic female voice came, and the 'mother' slowly stood up and turned to look at Yang Ming.

Boss Yang showed a smile that he thought was very friendly.

This is an old man with a kind face and kind eyes. Although his eyes are clear, they are full of indifference and calmness after experiencing vicissitudes of life.

"Oh, what should I call you? I heard them say that you are the person in charge here?"

"Yes," the old man smiled and nodded, "You can call me by my last name, Carmen."

"Mrs. Carmen," Yang Ming said a popular gentleman's salute in the New Federation, "I want to express my gratitude for your helping hand. If it weren't for the Domingos' help, I should have been captured by those imperial soldiers.

Got the reward."

"You're welcome, Captain Cole. I heard them say that you also provided a large amount of supplies and firearms to our sacred and brave warriors."

"This is different," Yang Ming said, "That's my business."

"Really? Please come and sit here, your maintenance robot is on its way here."

Mrs. Carmen said with a smile:

"Please forgive us for being rude, we have no choice but to dismantle it and read its information to confirm the authenticity of your identity.

"You and the imperial fleet appeared almost at the same time, which really gave us some more worries.

"Besides, this is probably your first time to come directly to our home planet... What are you doing here?"

"Actually, I veered off course," Yang Ming sighed. "I was originally going to do a business and sell two stealth airships to my customers on the R230 planet, but I didn't know how I was patrolled by the empire on the way.

The border fleet was keeping an eye on it, and there was an angle deviation during the hasty jump."

Mrs. Carmen nodded slightly: "Your maintenance robot does have relevant detailed records."

Yang Ming nodded with a smile.

Of course there is a record. This is a script designed by Labrador. He read it a few times and wrote it down.

The door opened, and the two girls came over with their heads lowered and brought two cups of warm refreshing drinks.

Yang Ming kept staring at one of them - he wanted to deliberately expose a little weakness to the other person.

"Captain Cole, how are your losses this time?"

"Oh, don't mention it," Yang Ming looked depressed, "But being able to survive is Xingkong's best gift to me. Praise Xingkong, this is my reward."

"Do you have any other merchant ships?"

"There are four or five ships," Yang Ming said with a smile, "but I think, compared to merchant ships, I have more experience."

Mrs. Carmen smiled and said: "You are an expert in this industry. Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course," Yang Ming crossed his legs, "You can ask whatever you want."

"I heard that you were a pirate before, and I have also learned about this industry," Mrs. Carmen said warmly, "I heard that everyone in your profession has certain close combat capabilities. If you want to stop a merchant ship, you must

Use special assault boats to get close to them."

"Hahaha."

Yang Ming smiled heartily, his eyes lit up, and he began to talk:

"You are talking about a nail ship. In fact, when doing business, nails are only used in about 30% of cases.

"Other times, we have a tacit understanding with the merchants, we show off weapons that can sink them, and they give us a toll.

"Those remote commercial routes that are not patrolled by medium and large national fleets are our precious assets. In fact, we rarely encounter extreme situations that actually destroy merchant ships. I have a record of not firing the main gun for three consecutive years."

Mrs. Carmen smiled softly: "That sounds peaceful."

"You are one of the few elders who rarely use such words to describe our profession."

"Then why don't you quit?"

"Mainly considering safety issues."

Old Kolev's old face appeared in Yang Ming's mind, and his eyes became a little distant:

"The threat from our peers is the biggest challenge for us. It is not easy to escape unscathed. I also made sure that my crew members received enough dividends before announcing the disbandment on the spot.

“Then I started a transportation business.

"Actually, my mentality is very old. I have a wish, that is, when I leave enough footprints in the galaxy, I will drive a 100-meter-long transport ship transformed from a frigate and jump to the edge of the galaxy.

, carrying the ashes of my lost lover on an eternal voyage through the gaps between large galaxy clusters."

Mrs. Carmen's eyes revealed longing that was not disguised: "What a romantic ideal. I didn't expect that you are still so sentimental."

"Alas," Yang Ming sighed, looking at Mrs. Carmen, a faint red light flashing in his eyes, "So, what about you?"

Mrs. Carmen's reaction seemed to be a little slow.

She murmured: "Me? What?"

"Your story," Yang Ming said warmly, "don't you want to explain this tree of life to me? You saved me, I should find a way to repay you."
To be continued...