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Chapter 238: Lucky · Packing · Auspicious

Early the next morning, everyone was in low spirits.

The six listless people didn't even have the desire to say hello to each other. They just took a bottle of nutrient solution and boarded the return starship.

They went through many transfers in the middle, and the six people changed many faces.

At the third-to-last stop, Jixiang and his six companions boarded a cargo starship as stowaways from the garbage planet.

The six of them were placed in the corridor of the warehouse on the bottom floor. The only view was the door of the warehouse...

The six bored people fell asleep.

Before going to bed, Jixiang was still thinking that the environment of their "cabin" was quite like a "turtle" trapped in a jar.

As a result, the entire cargo ship was hijacked by space pirates, and they were trapped in a jar... If we were to be more precise, the six auspicious people should be trapped in a broken jar...

Because the armor-piercing shell exploded directly at the bottom of the starship, the six people were awakened immediately. Since the six people were in the cargo hold at the bottom, the big hole melted by the armor-piercing shell in the bottom of the cargo starship happened to be right under the six people's buttocks.

It was so sudden that Jixiang only had time to wrap up the six people with his mental power before they fell directly into the pirates' big bag that had been opened long ago, just like the other goods...

This is really... "Six Blessings" from heaven...

"...Did something strange fall in just now?" Pirate A, who was in charge of receiving the cargo in the small shuttle, slapped his companions and opened his squinting eyes wide.

"What? You must have seen it wrong!" Pirate B squinted his eyes, which were the same size as the uppercase and lowercase letters "O" and "o", and looked at Pirate A with contempt.

After the six lucky people were captured, they were immediately packed up and sent to another cargo starship.

Two days later, Jixiang and his six companions arrived at a strange planet as computer parts.

The six people slipped out during the unloading period.

Only after they had sneaked into a safe area did the six people open their optical computers to confirm their location information.

This planet is located at the junction of the Far North Alliance and the Far East Alliance, inside a free star system in the northeast. It is an independent country called Waha that does not belong to any alliance. This planet is Waha, the capital star of Waha.

"...Waha? Watt?" Jixiang's mouth twitched.

"Wahha is a constitutional monarchy, and the king is the head of state." Ji Wuce summarized it on the computer.

"…We are using an independent network here, and we are temporarily unable to contact the Far East Alliance." Surya frowned.

"... Damn, they sound like they are speaking bird language!" Mo Xingfeng, who was eavesdropping in the crowd, rushed back.

"I'm hungry!" Mo Zuolan, who had been squatting on the street watching people eat, also came back.

Guan Qingyue handed the last two ear-touch language translators in her hand to the two brothers, saying, "They contain the official languages ​​of all the independent regimes in the galaxy."

Without the worry of language, the six people began to look for a place to stay.

"...Hi, hi, hi!" A greasy man with shifty eyes stared at the six people of Jixiang for a long time, and finally rushed over with a wave of his hand, speaking in an interstellar language with a Wahaha accent, and asked, "Are you six not from this planet?"

The six people of Jixiang looked at the greasy man warily without saying anything.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. I'm an agent who specializes in introducing people to jobs." The greasy man quickly held out his hand to stop the six people who were about to leave, and asked anxiously, "I have a proper job here. Do you want to take it?"

"...What job?" After hearing this, Ji Wu Ce looked at everyone else and asked, suppressing his excitement.

"Let's talk over there." The greasy man pointed to a place with lounge chairs not far away.

The six people followed and stood still, while the greasy man sat down on the chair.

"Looking at you guys, you must have sneaked in from other alliances, right?"

The six people's faces changed drastically (Guan Qingyue and Mo Zuolang's faces changed because of Jixiang's pinch).

"Don't get excited. If I wanted to call the police, I would have done it long ago." The greasy man waved his hand to show that he had no ill intentions, and then said, "Here, I really have a job that is very suitable for you..."

"What kind of job is it?" Ji Wu Ce frowned and interrupted the greasy man's nonsense with a suspicious tone.

"Do you know the Waha Palace, the palace of the King of Waha?"

The six shook their heads.

"...Do you know that this is Waha Star, the capital of Waha Nation?" The greasy man was not surprised to see this, but changed the question.

"I know." Ji Wu Ce nodded.

"The most distinguished person in the Waha Kingdom, our King Waha, lives in the Waha Palace. Do you understand?"

The six people then nodded and understood.

The greasy man said happily: "...You guys are quite smart!"

The six auspicious people: “…” Thank you?

"The job I'm introducing to you is in the Waha Palace."

"...Enter the palace?" Jixiang was a little confused. This was her third time in the palace. "Why enter the palace?"

"Ahem... that depends on your qualifications! I just provided you with job information, but it's up to you to apply for the job."

Mo Xingfeng glanced at the greasy man unhappily. How could he be such an agent?

Ji Wuce asked cautiously: "Our identities...?"

"That's easy. With your status, it's not easy to find a job like this. I just can't bear to see you guys being so smart... If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get it again!"

"Is it okay if we don't speak Wahabi?" Surya asked in a low voice.

"Well! Just learn Wahab slowly, but you must learn Interstellar! Nowadays, it's all about Interstellarization. The better you speak Interstellar language, the greater your chance of success!" The greasy man slapped his thigh and said with a buzz.

Surya turned her head and looked at them.

The greasy man sat back and asked with narrowed eyes, "How about it, have you made up your mind? If you don't want me to do it, I'll find someone else..."

Four of them had struggling expressions, and two of them had complicated eyes.

"Okay, if you really don't want to, forget it." The greasy man stood up slowly and said regretfully: "It's not that easy to be an illegal resident on Waha Star..."

After saying that, the greasy man smacked his lips, waved his hand and said, "I don't have that much time here, let's meet again if we are destined to..."

"Wait!" Ji Wuce said anxiously.

The greasy man continued walking as if he hadn't heard anything, with no intention of stopping at all.

Ji Wuce and the five of them hurriedly walked a few steps to catch up, and said anxiously: "Sir, I don't know when and where to apply for the job."

"...Have you thought it through?" The greasy man finally stopped.

"We've made up our mind. We all want to apply for the job." Ji Wuce said firmly on behalf of the group.

"Okay, let's go!" The greasy man invited the six people to get on a shabby motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

Jixiang always felt that this was a situation where he had just escaped from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's lair.

It is a rare experience to drive a bumper car alone. Just like that, I bumped into the interstellar beauty salon.

The greasy man led six people into the small shabby house, where a bald tattooed man sat. From the top of his head to his toes, all the exposed skin was covered with colorful tattoos.

"Brother Hua!" The greasy man and the bald tattooed man gave each other a warm hug.

"Old Ni is here! You've been quite free lately. I see you running around outside every day."

"What are you doing? Your legs are almost worn out from running! Here, these six people, record your identities."

"Row."

The greasy man switched to interstellar language and asked, "Tell me your names."

"My name is Tarim." Mo Xingfeng said.

"Qaidam." Mo Zuolang said.

"My name is Yadandan." said Surya.

"My name is Danxiaxia." Jixiang said.

"My name is Kasdai." Guan Qingyue said.

"My name is Zhang Shiyan." Ji Wuce said.

"This name..." The greasy man said seriously, "It's quite interstellar!"

Jixiang: ...You...are quite uneducated...