Chapter 445 - Six of One, Half a Dozen the Other (1/2)

A “road accident” occurring between stars.h.i.+ps can be said to be extremely rare in the big universe era. Therefore, when the “Alpha-Edward” stars.h.i.+p suddenly appears on the flight path and crashes head-on into it, the huge cargo stars.h.i.+p makes an emergency response in time. Nevertheless, it still collides with the Edward.

The cargo stars.h.i.+p is twice bigger than the Edward. The side on which the Edward hits is packed with goods, so there are no casualties. Still, both parties have suffered some losses. In particular, the cyan little fox’s medicine field has been destroyed completely. The owner flies into a rage.

The damage caused by the s.p.a.ce jump has not been repaired, but the other party aggressively sends out a stream of chaotic signals. The signals are accepted and translated by Xiaozhi. According to its a.n.a.lysis, the stars.h.i.+p doesn’t belong to the Alpha Alliance.

It turns out that they have come to the turf of the Nami Alliance, a counterpart of the Alpha Alliance. The cargo stars.h.i.+p receives no response from the other party, so they use the interstellar common tongue for communication.

“Who are you? You stand in our way for no reason. Do you want us to take you to the Alliance Court?”

Lin Luoran raises her eyebrows. The other party’s stars.h.i.+p is bigger than the Edward. According to her spiritual mind, there are weapons on the stars.h.i.+p, though it is marked as a cargo s.h.i.+p.

In fact, she has learned a lot from Xiaozhi during the past six months of interstellar drift. For example, she learns something about flight paths.

“Xiaozhi, do you know the Nami Alliance?”

As her spiritual mind explores the stars.h.i.+p of the other party, the spirit power flows like water, which she doesn’t intend to hide. The main purpose of the survey is to know about the other party’s weaponry. As for the number of their people, it’s never the focus of a possible interstellar war.

“The Nami Alliance is about 5,000 light years away from the Alpha Alliance. Most of its turf is within the Galaxy, and its far north is near the Andromeda Galaxy. The Nami Alliance ranks top five in power among the seventeen alliances in the Galaxy. Like the Alpha Alliance, it is named after a powerful star.”

Lin Luoran nods. Xiaozhi has made a lot of progress recently. It refers to the Nami Alliance’s rank to imply that they’d better be low-key on the Nami Alliance’s turf. Just think that they can’t even defeat the Alpha Alliance!

She ponders for a while and asks, “Xiaozhi, is this path desolate?”

Who would take such a course on the edge of the Nami Alliance’s turf?

The intelligent brain program gives her an answer. Lin Luoran knows she has got it. There’s something unusual with the cargo stars.h.i.+p.

She tells Xiaozhi to signal. “We are similar to you. If you won’t let us go, we will both go to the Alliance Court.”

Obviously, Lin Luoran’s stars.h.i.+p is smaller than the other party’s, but she is so confident. Is her stars.h.i.+p well-armed? Lin Luoran only says that two parties are similar. The Nami Alliance can’t judge the power of the people before them.

The cargo stars.h.i.+p is silent for a long time before it finally sails past the Edward. It refrains from opening fire. Before the people on the Edward know it, that cargo stars.h.i.+p disappears into the vast sea of stars.

“The people of the Nami Alliance seem nice.” Ma Shuangshuang feels relieved. Everyone else in the central control room looks at her with pity.

Ma Shuangshuang touches her face. Nothing is on her face.

Ma Yiming is embarra.s.sed, almost on the verge of tears. Has he protected his sister so well that she doesn’t know what the world looks like?

Lin Luoran can’t help laughing. She turns her head to look at Han Weiya. “Do you know why the other party just let us go?”

Han Weiya lowers her head to think about it. “The other party… are smugglers?”

Except smugglers, who will take such a desolate course, afraid of being discovered? It’s easy for Han Weiya to think of this, since she is the daughter of an interstellar businessman.

Lin Luoran nods but then shakes her head. “Smuggling is one thing, but there’s another reason. Colin should be able to figure it out.”

Colin Weir’s handsome face turns pale. “Yes, they should be interstellar pirates.”

Apart from smugglers, only interstellar pirates will take the desolate path. Judging from their warehouse and weaponry, the other party are likely to be both smugglers and pirates.

Lin Luoran is also curious about this—why didn’t they loot the Edward?

…

“Boss, that stars.h.i.+p looked shabby. Since it was in a desolate place, why didn’t we attack it?” A tall fat man wriggles on the seat. He has thick, dark eyebrows and pointed ears. He wears a tailored uniform, but it’s a mismatch to his bearing. It seems to have been stolen from someone else.

If you look closely, you will notice a circle of orange scales behind the fat man’s ears, which is the most obvious sign of the Nami people.

He’s in a small meeting room. A dozen people are sitting in the room like a group of monkeys with hats on. The woman seated at the head of the table has most of her blond hair hidden under a blue captain hat. The hat also covers the orange-red scales behind her ears. The woman’s features are impressing, the flame-like lips in particular. Her slender figure is wrapped in a blue captain suit. She sits lazily, but green light flashes as her slender eyes open and close.

Not a wolfish tough woman, but a beauty with flaming red lips and a pair of green eyes.

Her name is Hien Windsor. She’s the owner of this stars.h.i.+p and head of this group of men who look different from one another.

Lin Luoran is right. Hien Windsor not only engages in smuggling, but is also head of the pirates who once made interstellar businessmen of the Nami Alliance frightened out of their wits. The name “Queen Windsor” alone will scare many fledgling merchants.

She leisurely trims her fingernails. “Blockhead, do you know why I let go of that stars.h.i.+p?”

Blockhead is the above-mentioned fat man with thick and dark eyebrows. Hearing Windsor call this ugly name, he replies obsequiously, “Boss, are we going to whitewash ourselves?”