MTL - Therapy Planet No. 13-Chapter 7 viper

Federal Year 2845, January 1.

An asteroid that doesn't exist on the official star map published by the federal publication is undergoing an eternal rotation.

"This is the red wine that I smuggled out of the transport team specially for me. It is said that the celebrities in the capital star can't put it down. You have to be careful when you pour it, don't spill it!"

New Year's Eve celebrations are taking place in a space transfer station in the asteroid ring.

The transfer station is small.

The building space can only accommodate about 100 people - including a special guest house for "guests" who live temporarily.

As for the permanent staff, there are only two people gathered around a small table now.

"Okay, okay, Pharaoh, don't brag!" Someone laughed, "What good things can the transport team smuggle to give you? Red wine from Capital Star? I'm afraid it's not fake, right?"

"Hey, don't drink it!"

Lao Wang immediately patted the man's hand, "I bought this with a year's 'tip'. I'm lucky this year. The few I brought here are children from wealthy families, with a lot of oil and water. Very good!"

"Good boy, I said why I didn't have any oil or water when I started this year, and all my feelings were swept away by you."

Old Wang shrugged, showing a sly and philistine smile, "After all, this broken place can't even connect to the Star Network, and only teasing newcomers can solve the problem. But speaking of newcomers, the kid from the day before yesterday looks really right, if It's not that there are so many things to do in the New Year's Eve, and I'm busy debugging the transported spacecraft, so I've already spared time to play."

"Just you?" his partner sneered. "That chick looks like a tough one to deal with. If you can escape from such a chaotic wormhole and still survive, at first glance, it's not a good thing. It's possible that the frat group is crazy. ."

He said, jumping over Pharaoh's pouring shoulder and holding the glass he poured into his hand.

"you!"

Old Wang was sullen, and just as he was about to rob it, he heard the phone fixed in the workroom ringing.

You go.

He gave his partner a look, and then pointed to the wine glass that the other party had snatched away, with obvious meaning:

If you don't go, give him the wine back.

The partner spat, but stumbled to answer the phone anyway.

The working environment here is terrible.

Not only must they stay in the only transit station day and night, but they must also be completely isolated from the Star Network.

Even the communication equipment is the oldest fixed-line telephone. It is said that the communication range is only the receiving point inside the planet and the transmitting station that does not know where it is.

Lao Wang has worked here for more than ten years. If it weren't for the salary, he would have quit his job long ago.

Fortunately, the work is also simple, that is, it is fixed on the 2nd every month to transport the new people sent to the asteroid.

As for where these newcomers come from and what they will experience, Lao Wang has no way of knowing.

"What's the matter?" Old Wang saw his partner hung up the phone.

"Oh, it is said that there will be new people coming today, but it seems that they came by themselves, and there is no **** team."

"No **** team?"

Old Wang shouted in surprise, "How could there be no **** team?"

"How do I know that!" The partner didn't bother to care about this matter. "The above said that the nature is not the same as the newcomer, and the others are not..." or something.

The last two words of the partner were covered by a sudden announcement electronic sound:

"Warning, warning, a small private starship is approaching the transfer station, asking to be stationed in port, is it allowed?"

Pharaoh hurriedly drank the red wine cow that had just been sent to his throat, while cursing and ruining the good wine, he reluctantly leaned in front of the display screen and manually pressed the "Allow" button.

Everything in this place is decorated so old that it makes Pharaoh wonder if he is the doorman of a certain museum.

The two quickly opened the routine passage, and watched the people walking out of the starship parked in the star port in amazement.

"I'm really alone!"

"This person is okay. Which of the newcomers before was not sent in by the **** team crying and crying, I **** thought I was in prison!"

"Actually, it's similar to a prison, right? Just the layout of the guest room... I've seen such a rudimentary environment in an ancient museum."

"Why does this walking posture look so similar?"

"like what?"

"Don't you think it looks like the group of people in the transport team or the **** team? I'm stunned, for fear that others won't know how awesome they are!"

"…"

During the conversation, the person from the warship has come to the temporary transit warehouse through the passage. .

Looking at the two people in front of him, Lu Yi wondered if the starship's automatic navigation was broken.

The age of the gray hair, the slightly hunched back, and the fat almost turned the bodies of the two into a spherical object.

Oil-stained undershirt, black shorts, and a pair of ordinary plastic slippers—

At one point, Lui thought he was in the slums of some junk planet.

This is her future... boss?

Lu Yi suddenly remembered the specific regulations of the "Interstellar Exile Law".

Despite her doubts, she restrained herself and gave a military salute.

The straight military uniform, the short hair tightly covered by the brim of the hat, the motionless expression, and the sound of the pair of sonorous military boots rubbing against the ground really made Old Wang and his partner startled.

Sure enough… extraordinary.

"Soldier E79479 was ordered to be dispatched here by the commander, please instruct!"

"Soldier E...what?" The partner licked his ears and couldn't hear clearly.

"Soldier No. E79479..."

Lu Yi said it again subconsciously, only to be interrupted as soon as he started.

"Don't bother, we're just the two of us watching the door, and we don't know what the officer you're looking for." Old Wang smiled and leaned forward, looking at Lu Yi's shoulder with both hands.

Lu Yi resisted the desire to throw people out and listened to what he said next.

The vain fingers moved down from the shoulders.

"The person you want to meet should be on the planet. That place can only be passed through here. If you want to report anything, go to the planet and talk about it."

Fingers hooked into pockets.

Old Wang didn't expect it, but he fluttered.

"No money?" He was a little surprised.

"Money?" Lu Yi frowned, since the other party was not her subordinate superior, she naturally didn't need to be nice to him, she patted the other party's paw away coldly, Lu Yi responded, "Protection fee? Tip? No matter what it's called here, sorry, no."

Old Wang regretfully withdrew his claws, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed.

"Poor ghost." He cursed secretly.

Lu Yi turned a deaf ear to this man's words, she frowned, "Then when can I…"

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, come here to assemble and send you and the newcomer from the day before yesterday."

Old Wang waved his hand sullenly, staggered his steps, and began to lead Lu Yi to the guest house.

"There are rules in this place... Maybe it's what your boss said... Generally speaking, you are not allowed to leave the room casually, and you are not allowed to fight in private. The meals will be delivered to you at regular intervals. You must have discovered that this is a zone without star network. , it's okay, everyone is like this...

You just stay for one day, you don't need to know much, and don't think about running away or being powerless to resist, in short, the result will be miserable, you can try it if you are interested. "

Lao Wang has no interest in those who don't pay tribute, so he can't wait to send people away to go back to drink.

The whole transfer station looks a few years old, and there are even macular spots in many places.

Passing through the corridor with exposed steel bars, Lu Yi was led straight to the rows of uniform grids.

It's no different from those unmanned free hotels on the 18th tier planet for homeless people to come and go.

Pharaoh opened the door of a room straight away.

Louie looked at the beginning, 001.

"Although there are many rooms, this place should be used sparingly. Two people share one room. Enjoy the night."

Pharaoh smiled, thinking he was making a dirty joke.

Lu Yi walked into the room for unknown reasons, and the door was automatically locked from the outside, making a crisp "click" sound.

"Hello, new roommate?"

Lui's attention was attracted by this voice.

Can't tell how it feels.

It is like a tone between the childish voice of a child and the charm of a mature woman, lazy, pure, and even full of temptation.

Full of temptation.

This made Lui's heart tighten.

She turned her head and found that there was only one single bed and one bathroom in the small room, and there was only this standing position at the entrance.

The owner of the voice was leaning lazily against the yellowed wall, his long light golden hair was hanging straight to his waist, and his dark brown pupils shone with a seductive dark red.

The bright colors frantically grabbed Lui's sight.

It only took an instant from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and the next moment, Lu Yi found that his roommate was close to him.

The faint smell of blood diffused into the surrounding air, and Lu Yi noticed that the other's arms, calves, and even neck were covered with white bandages.

There was bright red blood seeping out.

"I like you very much."

The second sentence of the roommate is that the words are not surprising.

Lu Yi didn't react for a while, the other party was like an enchanting snake, giving no time to react at all.

She took a step back, and her roommate immediately wrapped around her, almost greedily getting to her neck artery.

The roommate sighed obsessively, "You have a very unique smell on you."

Lu Yi cautiously pulled the distance between the two of them and frowned, "This—"

The cramped space was really limited, she couldn't take a few steps back, and her roommate moved in front of her again.

Lui noticed that her pupils were not dark brown.

It was a deep crimson, the same red as dried blood.

In the next second, aggression and a scent of sweet temptation came from all directions.

"My name is An Ran, you can call me An Ran."

The indistinct voice shattered from the intertwined lips and teeth, almost babbling.

"What's your name?"

Lu Yi's pupils shrank sharply, and she pushed him hard.

Lu Yi used a lot of strength, but found that the other party was unmoved at all. He pulled the collar of her military uniform and threw it on the bed with his hands, clasping Lu Yi's neck with both hands.

Looks like an old hand.

Angel grinned and stuck to the artery in Lui's neck, smiling dangerously and happily, "What's wrong with not paying attention when kissing?"

Then, like a poisonous snake, it once again swallowed its prey.

The author has something to say: I always like my little madman Angel.Jpg