Laura's Beautiful Journey

In the cockpit of the spaceship, Laura rubbed her temples with a headache.

Yes, she was stumped by the ship's operating system.

This spaceship was originally a transport ship used by the pirates to transport supplies and hostages. In the previous battle, it took Lara less than ten minutes to blast all three combat ships except this transport ship into cosmic dust. , the pirate crew members on the transport ship saw that the situation was not good, and boarded the escape cabins to escape in all directions.

Laura didn't have the leisure and grace to chase them one by one. She just casually dealt with a few unlucky ones who fled in her direction, and then boarded the transport ship without any hindrance.

After boarding the ship, she discovered that not only did this thing look shabby on the outside, but the interior of the hull was also in disrepair. There were patches everywhere on the bulkheads. Only one of the four power cabins could barely maintain normal operation. Three of the three were in disrepair. Two propellers were scrapped.

The control system is extremely crude. Not to mention automatic driving, it does not even have the most basic star map navigation capabilities of an interstellar spacecraft. The location marked with the communication module is also empty. Judging from the traces, it should be that someone used brute force. Break open and take away.

"Ah~"

Looking at the console with a cracked screen, damaged buttons, and exposed internal wires, Laura sighed. Ten minutes ago, she felt so happy beating up those desperate interstellar pirates, but now she feels so melancholy.

"This... noble lord, is there anything I can do to help you?"

A timid voice sounded from behind Laura. The other person spoke interstellar lingua franca. Although the accent was a bit strange, it didn’t sound too strenuous to Laura’s ears, who had studied by herself for a period of time, and there were no problems in daily communication. 7K妏揩

"Caryl, I'm trying to figure out how to make this old antique ship move. Its condition is really bad. It looks like a pile of space junk patched together from scrap metal."

Laura held her chin, and what made her feel melancholy was the refugees, including this young man named Khalil.

This shabby transport ship and the miscellaneous cargo in its cargo hold have little value in Laura's eyes.

If she was alone, she would leave directly after cleaning up those interstellar pirates. Now she can fly at the speed of light with all her strength, and with the space of White House, Laura is completely There is no need to worry about insufficient energy. The characteristic of absorbing star energy allows her to replenish it when passing by some stars.

But the problem lies with this group of refugees. Most of them are unlucky guys who encountered the pirates during their interstellar voyage. Their respective spaceships were either destroyed, disassembled for parts, or towed away and sold. They themselves were also captured. Come here and wait for the price.

The races of these refugees are also diverse and complex. Among them are humanoid races like Khalil, but most of them have strange shapes, some are like plants, some are like animals, some are like stones, and there are even some that are oversized. A single-celled organism, as green as a slime.

In this regard, Laura can only say that the universe is so vast and full of wonders, and she has gained a lot of experience this time.

It is a pity that these strange-looking interstellar refugees obviously do not have the ability to conduct space navigation on their own. Once they leave this shabby transport spacecraft, they will die.

What's more important is that the living conditions of these refugees, who are treated as commodities by pirates, are extremely harsh. It is normal to not have enough to eat, and once they can't survive, they will be thrown into the cold and dry space like garbage.

"Hmm...well, um, this spaceship was actually pieced together by the pirates. Most of the parts are made from unsellable scraps taken from our spaceship."

After some deliberation, Khalil bravely said this.

"Great gift crab special!"

In disbelief, Laura yelled. Although Khalil who was guarding the door didn't understand English, he was sure that it was not a good thing.

"Oh!"

With a loud muffled sound and the vibration of the hull, the last propeller of the patchwork transport ship declared a permanent strike as it launched itself.

"Boiled!"

Laura observed from the porthole that something like an Indian missile was slowly flying into the void with a red and black tail flame, and she couldn't help but use another modal particle.

"Then... the thruster that flew away seems to be one of the ones removed from the interstellar commuter spacecraft I took before."

Khalil smiled awkwardly but politely.

His opening reminded Laura that he had provided the previous information about the star field.

"Mr. Khalil, I remember you said before that you were a crew member on an interstellar commuter spacecraft, right? Can you pilot this spacecraft?"

"Yes, I have a driving qualification certificate for an E-class cargo spacecraft."

"Can you tell the course clearly without an auxiliary navigation device?"

"Yes, we memorized the nearby interstellar road signs during the onboarding training."

"How long will it take to go to Xandar now?"

"Um...let me think about it...if calculated according to the normal speed of a commuter spacecraft, it will take about three standard hours."

"Great! You take the helm! I'll do it as soon as I go!"

"Huh? But the spacecraft's thruster just flew away?!"

Laura said no more, stood up and dragged Khalil to the driver's seat, and then quickly left the cockpit.

She didn't have the time or thought to think about why a crew member of an interstellar passenger spacecraft had a cargo spacecraft piloting certificate. Anyway, he said he could!

Before Khalil, who was pressed into his seat, could think of anything, Laura, who had gone to the bottom warehouse for a walk, returned to the cockpit.

"My lord, I don't understand..."

Before Khalil finished asking, Laura threw a dark object directly at him, and then turned into an afterimage and disappeared again.

He looked down at the thing in his hand and found that it was a tattered head-mounted communicator, and it smelled of a strange sour smell.

Although he didn't know what the savior gave him this thing, Kalil still put it on his head subconsciously, and Laura's somewhat distorted voice soon came from the communicator:

"Zizzi-hey, hey, hey? Can you hear me? I'm going to start pushing!"

At the same time, Kalil felt a strong pushing sensation on his back. This was the transport ship speeding up rapidly! Fortunately, although his brain did not react, his body had already started to act according to muscle memory, subconsciously turning on the life-support device of the spacecraft, and at the same time firmly grasped the shaking joystick.