The years I was a pirate in Interstellar

Chapter 63
"Kailan? Cough cough, which Kailan, shouldn't it be the Kailan of Petrit Xingxing?"

Philip's body suddenly became stiff, and he quietly moved his body that was close to being stuck with Kailan back.

This is not fun!
Most of the founders in the gathering were actually local founders of the Golden Eagle Empire. The counterfeit star palace gathering he held with a few friends was purely for fun, but the number of people increased later, and the number of people invited was long gone. The local founder of the Golden Eagle Empire, like Kailan, was not actually invited by him in the first place.

It was invited by the patron's mother.

I thought back to the beginning that the meeting was held every January, why was it changed to every half a month, and now it is held every ten days?

Others didn't know, and thought it was him, the unscrupulous president, who had a growing appetite and was desperately short of money.

Of course, the lack of money is only one of the insignificant aspects. The real reason is the intention of the sponsor's mother. After all, less than half of the research he has on hand is sponsored by the Wenlai family.

"Hey, the president still remembers me?"

Just as it is impossible for a university professor to remember the names of every student who has attended his class, it is normal not to remember, and it is surprising that not only remember, but also know very well.

"I am the initiator of the meeting. Although the Star Palace meeting is a real secret meeting, this is not ours. On the star network, there will be traces. I have a general understanding of everyone who participated in the meeting, otherwise how many people will get in? A guy who swindles money and materials will be troublesome. Besides, I have heard about your talent. You didn’t bring your own formal teacher, and you passed the E-level teacher assessment with just a few rotten teacher books from the street. good."

"Absurd, absurd praise!"

Kailan smiled stiffly, after all, she had already deleted her account and practiced again.

"For this transaction, you only need to pay me half of the Golden Eagle."

"half?"

"Yes, half will do."

Kailan suddenly understood, "Do you know Michelle?"

After all, she is a person who does not love her father or mother, how she suddenly has such a big face, asking a B-level founder to give up tens of millions of golden eagles, after thinking about it, it can only be Michelle's face.

"Haha, he is indeed a smart person. The system of the founder is too stupid to play. Michelle and I are close friends. We met a long time ago. As the saying goes, a friend of a friend is a friend of mine, so this time It’s all about making friends.”

"Okay."

Kailan happily made a transaction with the other party, and added Philip's private message by the way, and the note was Poor Ghost No. [-].

It's all because he didn't notice the trace of contempt that Philip inadvertently showed when he left.

She doesn't believe any friends' nonsense, but it's probably Michelle's kindness, and she doesn't count this kind of friendship with Philip who is just doing favors.

After the whole meeting, she didn't see anything she was interested in. Either they were all fantastic but flashy garbage creations, or she wanted to find some professionals for technical cooperation, so that she could make medicines. She really can't do the work of bringing forth the new through the old, and the accumulation of knowledge is far from this level.

In the end, Philip shared a creator's formula written in the secret language of the star palace, and translated the secret language into the interstellar lingua franca very thoughtfully, as if he was afraid that others would not understand it.

But the actual value, just listen to the angry scolding of the people around you.

This guy is purely for disgusting people.

[Small Compression Square Box]: Class E, a mechanical creation, based on physics and space science, rearranges the atomic gap to achieve the purpose of maximum compression.The effect is that one cubic meter of original non-organic matter can be compressed to the size of a suitcase, but the disadvantage is that its quality remains unchanged.

That is to say, it can compress a square meter of steel to one-tenth of its original size, but living things cannot be compressed, and their weight will not change due to volume compression.

This thing is downright flashy, at least to these people at the rally.

You must know that the virtue of a creator is frugality, and to make an E-grade creation in order to hold a cubic thing, even those patrons who often spend a lot of money in the assembly cannot be extravagant.

With the time and money to build this thing, why don’t I rent a warehouse? In the interstellar era, the most valuable thing is talent, and the least valuable thing is the almost endless blank space.

After the meeting, Kailan did not log off from the Tongtian Tower as usual, but contacted Michelle, who had never shown up.

Originally, Michelle didn't want to come, but when she heard that Kailan wanted to invite her to take a bath, she rushed over in a hurry.

The Sulfur Hell Hot Spring on the [-]th floor of the Tongtian Tower is one of the few leisure floors below the [-]th floor, but the landscape here, Kailan can only be said to be worthy of the name of hell.

Ugly, strange, hideous, all kinds of stone statues that are solidified like sinners in purgatory, the dark and gloomy space that is almost suffocating, coupled with the ubiquitous pungent sulfur, even if the hot spring is not bad, Kailan has already regretted it come here.

Fortunately, Michelle didn't care at all, holding Kailan's arm happily and refused to let go.

"Sweetheart, I'm so glad you invited me to soak in the hot spring, woo woo, I'm so moved that I'm about to cry."

Kailan pushed aside Michelle's head, which was almost on her chest, with a blank expression.

"If you want to cry, just cry hard. Does the flow from your mouth count as tears?"

"Hey hey hey."

Michelle wiped her saliva, and then posted it up without changing her mind.

"Why didn't you come to the rally today?"

Michelle, who leaned her head on Kailan's shoulder, said, "I've been delayed by something. Anyway, I don't understand. It doesn't matter whether I go to that rally or not."

"I'm well-informed. It's only on my side that I know that I'm going to get married. You have received the news?"

"Ha, haha~, how is it possible, am I the kind of person who puts my own eyeliner around sweetheart?"

Michelle laughed dumbfoundedly.

It seems that the two are not talking about the same thing, but in fact they are still the same thing. She was really awkward because she learned that King Byzant of Petrit wanted to accept Kailan as the third concubine.

"You still put eyeliner beside me?" Kailan heard that his head was full of black lines.

"Forget it, these are not important anymore."

Hearing that Kailan wasn't going to care about it, Michelle, who was guilty, broke into a cold sweat.

"Sweetheart, listen to my advice. I met Byzantine once before. That man is a rare good emperor and monarch. But he will definitely not be a good husband. You will not be happy if you marry him."

"I know!"

Kailan said indifferently: "But if I don't marry him, who can I marry? A half-destroyed planet leader, or the bamboo horse who loves Kailan deeply, the current situation is that I dare to marry, they dare marry?"

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(End of this chapter)