The next day, the spaceship arrived at the first supply point. The moment Song Yu got off the spaceship, he felt his whole body lighten, as if his soul, which had been lost for several days, had finally returned, and the irritability he had felt in the small bedroom also disappeared.

"Am I claustrophobic?" Song Yu was not sure, but she became more and more certain in her heart that it was not her who was suffering, but this body. The houses she had lived in for so long were not small, and the spaceship was not only small, but also had bunk beds. Especially when sleeping, the distance between heads was less than 1 meter. The most reasonable explanation was claustrophobia.

When she returned to the spaceship, she simply used the communicator to project a very realistic prairie or sea on the wall, and increased the circulating air in the bedroom to the maximum, which indeed made the situation a little better.

Wu Lingjiu didn't dare show up for a few days, until Song Yu said to the air that he didn't blame him. Almost three seconds later, he appeared in Song Yu's hut. He really had been watching Song Yu the whole time.

Four days later, the spacecraft arrived at the planet where the other two privates were. One of the two privates was stealing and found that there was only a woman at home. He tried to rape the woman, but the woman was of higher rank than him and was subdued in a few strokes and called the police.

It was because he failed that he was sentenced to private. Otherwise, he would have violated the only crime in the Interstellar Empire that can be sentenced to death - rape of a woman.

The other was a hunter of exotic animals. During a hunting operation for exotic animals, a seventeen-year-old child tried to steal their prey. He just shot to stop him, but accidentally hit the child. The child died on the spot, and he was sentenced to be a private.

This wasn't entirely unfair; after all, the child was a thief, so it was understandable that he'd tried to stop him. The most unacceptable thing for him was that, after he was caught, he discovered that the family head, with whom he'd been betrothed for twelve years, was pregnant with his daughter.

So this man named Wei Meng relied on his C-level strength to cause trouble in the police detention room again and again. After all, he had been sentenced to the most serious crime, and no matter how he made trouble, it could not be more serious. Even if he was physically punished or attacked, he would not be honest.

When Song Yu took Jiang Yan to take over, the man was pinned down by two policemen on both sides, with his hands and feet shackled, but he was still able to break free.

"I'm not wrong. That bastard stole my prey. What am I going to take home?"

The police who were in charge of the handover were a little embarrassed, but in such a remote place as theirs, the highest level was only C-level, and it took a lot of effort to detain this person. Today they had to get rid of this hot potato.

"I'm sorry, Commander Song."

Song Yu shook his head to indicate that it was okay. Two branches easily tied Wei Meng up like a dumpling. He didn't even need to walk by himself. He was directly dragged up by the branches and floated in the air.

The other one was called Qian Xiaoxi. Seeing Wei Meng's look, he dared not disobey at all. He lowered his head and followed Song Yu obediently.

"You..." Wei Meng was surprised. It was the first time he saw the plant body of the Soother being used so skillfully.

"Song Yu, Major of the Fourth Military Region, in charge of this escort mission, an S-rank pacifier." Song Yu said as he led them out. "This is the deputy escort officer, Song Jiang Yan, also S-rank."

After hearing this, Wei Meng no longer dared to struggle.

Before they reached the door, they saw a few people waiting not far away. They were their families. Before leaving for the Fourth Military Region, they had one last chance to see each other. The possibility of seeing each other again was slim.

Song Yu let go of Wei Meng. There were quite a lot of people coming to see him, including his parents and his former comforter. She brought four matches with her, and it seemed that she had found a new match.

Wei Meng's father had already burst into tears.

His comforter had no intention of gloating. She lowered her head, her eyes red, and said, "Sorry, Wei Meng."

Wei Meng chuckled, "I understand. For a family like ours, with one comforter and four matchmakers, raising six children is already difficult enough. You just moved to a new house to welcome our daughter, and the pressure is already huge. Without one more person to earn money, the family won't be able to survive."

The woman acquiesced, "I transferred 10,000 star coins to you, but they said you can only receive them after you become a private."

"No need," Wei Meng said, "Why do I need so much money? You, you can buy some food and daily necessities for your daughter."

After saying that, he looked at the four men behind the woman and said, "Take good care of her, and also help me take care of the child."

In addition to the new match, the others have known Wei Meng for at least eight years. One of them patted him on the shoulder and told him not to worry.

Song Yu watched silently. When she came over, the family thought she was there to urge them, so they just held Wei Meng's hand and cried.

"Give me your contact information," Song Yu said to the woman. "When the baby is born, send me a photo and I'll show it to him."

The tears that had been lingering in Wei Meng's eyes for so long finally fell, "Sir, thank you."

"Small things."

Qian Xiaoxi only has a friend who visits him, of course he is not a biological brother, he seems to be an orphan.

Song Yu just watched silently, and did not urge them at the stipulated 20 minutes. She was not sure whether they could come back alive, so she gave them a little more time to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Wei Meng took advantage of Song Yu's inattention and shouted, "I don't accept it."

Song Yu had no plans to stay on this planet for long, he was just going to set off as soon as he picked them up.

Two hours later, Wei Meng and Qian Xiaoxi were locked up in the private cell together. Seeing that there were already two people locked up inside, and both of them were quiet and well-behaved, it was obvious that they were not martial artists. Wei Meng had already put aside his sadness and thought that if he could recruit these people who went with him as his brothers, then they could fight together in the future and their chances of survival would be much greater.

"Why did you two become privates?" Wei Meng lay on the bed with a carefree attitude, acting like the boss of the room. "I killed someone."

Chen Ming glanced at Tang Zhishu and saw that he didn't react at all, just sitting on his bed. There were exactly four people now, each with a separate bunk bed. Chen Ming and Tang Zhishu had previously shared a bed, but now Wei Meng happened to be staying there.

"I hurt my master." Chen Ming lowered his head and did not dare to provoke Wei Meng.

Wei Meng looked at Tang Zhishu.

He smiled and said, "Kill people."

"You dare to kill someone?" Wei Meng said disdainfully, glancing at Tang Zhishu. "You skinny guy, just tell me what you did wrong. Don't try to save face. When we get to the military district, we'll be considered to be here together. Don't worry, I'll protect you."

Tang Zhishu ignored him, closed his eyes and said nothing.

"I'm asking you, what did you do wrong?" Wei Meng was not going to lose his dignity easily, he still wanted to be the boss.

"It's murder. I killed my uncle." It was obvious that the thought of Tang Gengyao had made Tang Zhishu's mood plummet. He added, "And my father."

"X, are you a beast? You killed your uncle and then your father?"

Tang Zhishu frowned, "Maybe, the bloodline is not pure."

It was injected with the genes of an alien beast.

"Return your bloodline, you are a dog..."

"Well, Wei, Brother Wei, I'll need your care in the future." Chen Ming quickly interrupted Wei Meng.

He also noticed these days that Tang Zhishu did have a good temper, was easy to talk to, and didn't take advantage of others. But no matter how good his temper was, it was still S-level. When he beat up that S-level fish monster, he was not gentle at all.

"You're still good at talking." Wei Meng was very satisfied. "What are your names?"

"My name is Qian Xiaoxi." Qian Xiaoxi had long known that Wei Meng was a C-rank, and knew that his words of protection were true, so he rushed to act as a lackey and shouted to the other two, "My boss is asking you, what are your names?"

"My name is Chen Ming." Chen Ming also said.

"What about you? You are always the most troublesome. You have to ask more than once before you tell me." Wei Meng disliked Tang Zhishu's slowness.

"Books from the Song and Tang Dynasties."

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