All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 235 What a cute little Wan Neng

Xandar, the capital of the Nova Empire.

The Planeswalker was berthed at Star Harbor Wharf, and the administrator who received them provided a parking quotation, which cost nearly credits a day, which is really not cheap.

In order to survive on the alien planet, these poor people from the earth have to find a way to make money.Turning stones into gold is not easy to use here, because some developed civilizations can manufacture proton degeneration furnaces to produce a large amount of gold by knocking down mercury protons, so gold loses its role as a general equivalent.

The popular credit points in the galaxy are credit currencies backed by developed civilizations. It is the only universal currency system in the galaxy, but it is not the only currency unit. Many civilizations have their own currencies, and they are not even interoperable with credit points. , so when traveling to the home planets of different civilizations, you still have to try to bring some hard currency, such as energy batteries, advanced ingots, quantum chips, etc.

Master Quill basically pays for all the planeswalkers’ expenses these days.

However, as a little thief, Star-Lord's account balance fluctuates all year round. In his words, it means that if it is not open for half a year, it will take half a year if it is open.

Desperados like him who live on the fringes of the law usually make money by accepting commissions. They are a group of bounty hunters and cowboys with little future to speak of. Most of the money they earn is spent in casinos, bars and outings. Star chicken and duck body, and then ended his scrawled life in a sudden accident.

Such days are scary for people who are used to stability, but for a homeless prodigal like Peter Quill, living like this has become his fate.

After prepaying a day's parking fee for the Planeswalker, and seeing the dazzling single-digit balance in his account, Quill finally couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "What a bunch of gentlemen who only know how to enjoy themselves. Hum...just treat it like paying tuition." "

He rolled his eyes, stretched out a finger, and a weak blue flame emerged from the fingertips. This was the ability given to Star-Lord by the strange dream yesterday, and he discovered a hidden energy in his body.

Although this energy is still very insignificant, it is still an extraordinary quality after all, and Quill is extremely excited about it.

A red-skinned beauty stepped out of Star-Lord's spaceship. She was the female companion he had hooked up with before on Xandar. Quil had forgotten that there was a living person on board. At this moment, he could be considered as sending the person home safely.

The red-skinned beauty slapped Quill before leaving, treating him as punishment for taking his bed partner to an alien planet for no reason.

"Mr. Quayle!" Lind called not far away.

"What's the matter, Captain Lin?" Quill stepped forward cautiously. After these days of getting along, he had already realized how mysterious and terrifying this young man was.

Previously, when everyone was hunting the Extraordinary Dragon on Maklu 4, Linde just waved his scepter and calmed down a huge avalanche that shook the earth. Although this person rarely takes action, as long as he is present, no matter how bad the environment is, it will become relaxed and comfortable.

Quill also asked Ms. Moon Shadow how long it would take to learn magic to be as good as Captain De Lin. At that time, the lady looked at him up and down for a while and said uncertainly: About seven thousand years? As long as you work hard, you should be able to get close to his current state.

From then on, Quill secretly nicknamed Lind the Thousand-Year-Old Witch.

Linde looked Quill up and down, vaguely feeling the active spirit of the gods in his body, and couldn't help being happy for this new friend, "Mr. Quill, I am grateful for your care these days."

Star-Lord panicked when he heard this, "Huh? Captain, are you trying to drive me away?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just plan to lead everyone to make some money. I always let you spend money, which is really embarrassing. And Mr. Quill is already strapped for money, right?"

Star-Lord was overjoyed, thinking that this thousand-year-old witch had discovered his conscience, and finally realized that it was not easy to make money to support his family.

He immediately prepared to take fellow earthlings to the black market to get work, "To be honest with you, I have actually been eyeing a few big deals early in the morning, but I was alone before, so I didn't dare to take over. Now, I have some brothers. In the vast sea of ​​​​stars in the Milky Way, there is no place where our heroes can show off their talents, haha."

Ms. Yueying shook her head and scolded with a smile: "Little ruffian."

Tony put his hand in front of Star-Lord and shook it, "Hey, Missouri Dance King, we didn't say we wanted to accompany you to do those illegal things."

"What are you talking about? We are all decent people, can we do illegal work? It's just that projects that make big money often conflict slightly with local laws. These are all necessary trade-offs."

Quill led everyone to find the black market broker. There were many rare groceries in the shop. The windows were clean and bright, and there was no sneaky look as expected.

The broker was a strange-looking Xandarian, who looked like an incompletely evolved Triceratops. There were many stubby bone spurs on his face, and his hair was sparse and wild. In short, he was not within the aesthetic range of earthlings.

The unscrupulous Star-Lord wants to sell the empty space spirit ball, but unfortunately the broker is not an idiot and knows how to take it apart and inspect the goods. There is no treasure here, only a beautiful pebble picked up by the roadside, and the main component is 2 Silica, like sand.

The alien broker's face was longer than that of a donkey, and the two started to argue, and they had a heated argument.

When Tony checked the entrustment announcement, he saw a mechanic skills competition, and the winner had a bonus of credits, which was enough for them to spend a while, "Guier, can I apply for this name?"

"It's Quill, thank you, you can't register without a local account."

Tony explained about the event, "There is no limit to how a mechanic can ask for foreign aid."

The broker lowered his eyelids and glanced sideways at Tony, "You guys from Earth, please don't embarrass yourself by showing off your planet's little technology. This commission was issued by a client. We need to find capable foreign aid, not just random people." Random primitive native.”

Tony raised his eyebrows, and he accepted the commission without saying a word, "Take me to meet the client."

"You have to pay a deposit."

Quill jumped out first and shouted: "What is this rule? I have been doing this for twenty years and I have never heard of any deposit being required."

"If the commission cannot be completed, the customer will suffer huge losses."

"That's at his own risk! You just want to make money at both ends. Broker, this is unreasonable. Is our friendship so worthless?"

"You came to me with an empty box, there is no such thing as friendship between us."

Tony waved his hand, "Forget it, Quinn, we just go to the side of the road and drag a local to compete."

"It's Quill!"

At this time, a pair of novel combinations walked in at the door of the store, a small walking raccoon, and a tall tree man.

The raccoon yelled, "Broker, any work?"

The broker smiled and said, "It's you, Rocket. There is a mechanic skills competition here. Are you interested in competing for your client?"

"How much oil and water?"

"Fifty thousand credits, you have seven and he has three. Can I help you sign up now?" The broker was very enthusiastic about this petite raccoon and did not mention any deposit from beginning to end. Such differential treatment made Quil couldn't help but give the broker the middle finger. .

After signing up, Rocket Raccoon looked up at the group of people and noticed the reactor on Tony's chest, "Hey, Terran, do you have a pacemaker installed? Or a prosthetic lung? If you need repairs, you can contact me. Rocket, I guarantee that the fee will be fair, but I have agreed in advance that once the goods are delivered, I will not be responsible, hehe."

Tony expressed his gratitude to Bu Min.

Gali squatted down, and ruaed Rocket's head while he was unaware, "What a cute raccoon."

This time Rocket exploded, "Don't fucking call me a raccoon!" He flew onto Jiali's head and punched and kicked her, despite the little raccoon's petite stature, his punching strength was comparable to Tyson's.

Galli giggled as she was hit by these soft fists. She held Rocket in her arms and said to Lind, "I want to raise it."

Linde shook his head and vetoed it. Both Tony and Moon Shadow said that this little Wan can be quite cute and suitable to be placed on the boat as a mascot.

Rocket's companion, the tree man, muttered, "I am Groot."

With that said, the tree man stretched out his hand towards Gali.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you raised it."

Rocket was furious, "You are the one raised by trees! Can't you see that I am the boss?"

He pulled out a big gun from behind, as if carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder, and was about to go on a rampage in the store, but the broker screamed to stop him. Rocket Raccoon suppressed his anger, put away his gun, and said to his companions: "Let's go."

The tree man followed the raccoon and left slowly. Before going out, he turned back and gave everyone a simple smile.

Tony said thoughtfully, "If you meet this little guy on the field, he will never show mercy."

Linde shook the Infinity Scepter and joked: "Our Earth's genius scientists have given up now? Do you want me to build a time room for you, go in and learn for two hundred years before you come out?"

Tony curled his lips and shook his head, and said coolly, "No need. Watch me fight these alien Muggles to death."