The Star Knight - 1. Chapter One

Chapter One:

“Make a break–!” the silver giant roared.

In the far-reaching space, the circular shock wave swept out. The spherical nebula disintegrated before the huge force of the collapse, and the atomic wind was blown far away with falling ice crystals and iron filings.

“Teacher, I don’t want to kill you.”

The voice of the indifferent man in the cab of the Dark Iron Mecha came from the communication channel.

The black iron mech backhand drew a huge cannon from behind, the muzzle sucked all the dark energy in the vast universe.

Two flames come and go across the nebula. The silver giant strikes with a shield. The power of light and magnetism causes the space to collapse. The transparent scene produces strange characteristics like water waves. Under that push, the meteorites between the nebulae burst into flight. shoot!

There is no sound in this lonely place, only powerful vibration and light. All resistance disappears under the action of the energy field. In the cold vacuum, the speed of the two Primordial Mechas is getting faster and faster. Gathering compresses hundreds of millions of meteorites and space impurities.

It drags an arc-shaped trajectory among the dark red nebulae. Wherever it passes, the dotted galaxy is dragged by a huge force, like a hurricane across the universe, where stars and cosmic dust have existed for hundreds of millions of years. Destroyed under the mighty power, aggregated, and then turned into a world-breaking energy, smashed away!

Black holes appeared, and more and more matter gathered toward the muzzle.

The long sword of the silver giant was shining, unfolding its metal limbs, and the shield spun rapidly, turning into an energy shield. The photon torrent criss-crossed, spinning towards the tsunami-like stardust hurricane.

The moment of energy collision aroused a shock that destroyed the entire nebula. High-intensity light burst out from all around. The star hit by the photon torrent burned its core, tens of millions of supernovae exploded, and the chaotic space order was filled with one after another. Strong light and high heat.

“Teacher, you lost.”

The man’s voice sounded from the communicator. He appeared without warning before a huge star, bypassing the twisted space in the gravitational field, and four black rotating matter energy wrapped the silver giant.

A sharp blade appeared from the Ujin long cannon, which pierced the silver giant’s body behind its back. Blood burst out in the cabin, and the shot directly pierced his body.

“The self-destruct mode is triggered, molecular memory is retained, and the escape mechanism is activated.”

Blood burst out of Reckett’s mouth, his fingers convulsed and flexed into a fist, followed by a buzzing sound, and the Dark Iron Giant shot it into flying powder. At that moment, a little shimmering dust appeared in the dark universe, but it disappeared in a flash.

In the next moment, the dark red powder nebula collapsed towards the center of their battlefield. After this chain reaction, the nebula with a diameter of one hundred thousand light-years would converge into a high-density black hole, but that would take one hundred thousand years.

A hundred thousand years later, this place will become a icy darkness, and who cares?

The ancient astrolabe slowly rotates in the vast universe, and hundreds of billions of new stars are born and grow old. Tens of thousands of galaxies have only occupied a corner of the long river for tens or even tens of billions of years from birth to extinction.

There was a wave of fluctuations in the universe, and the small silver escape capsule flew out with the residual temperature of the star explosion and projected into the Chiyan galaxy.

It passed through the atmosphere of a rust-iron-colored planet, dragging the flames that rubbed against the air, and fell into the vast desert.

This is a mineral star named B-11. The planet is very barren. The only product is a few energy minerals, rhodolite. As a pollution-free energy, it was once favored by the Milky Way Republic. B11 is under the jurisdiction of the Chiyan Galaxy, but its location is too remote. It takes three cosmic years to come from the central administrative star.

Since a certain mining company contracted here 170 years ago, almost no one has been here.

The water resources on the B11 star are very precious. Most of the area is composed of endless deserts and Gobi, scattered arid plants, and the ecosystem surrounding these plants, and of course, there are also miners on the planet. They were the first immigrants, the first workers who were dispatched to the planet to mine the red vein crystal ore.

Under the dust and cyclone, the miners worked in the deserts and rocky mountains, mined raw spar ore and a small amount of associated ore, and sold them to commercial spaceships that bought the raw ore from commercial stars at low prices.

“The sandstorm is coming–!” The miners rang the bell vigorously and shouted: “Opal! Come back!”

The miners hid in the stone houses one after another. Opal gritted their teeth and dragged the trapped trolley out of the sand and ran towards the hidden building.

In the morning, there was still a clear blue sky covered by sand, boundless gray around, and railroad tracks covered by wind and sand. He staggered and ran to the door of his house with sand in his nose. Opal forcefully turned the winch in front of the door, Shimen slowly retreated in the sand gap, he pulled the trailer into the room, and then pushed the Shimen with a bang, and it was dark.

When the light was on, Opal took off his coarse cloth work gloves, sat on the edge of the bed, took off his boots and shook out the sand inside.

He has been a miner since he was twelve years old. He is sixteen years old this year. Four years of sun exposure has made his long-term upper body appear healthy and bronzed, and high-intensity physical activities have exercised his body well.

The muscles of his arms and shoulders are as hard as iron, but they are not knotted. He is slender and slender, has more strength than his peers, and has more labor.

Opal is not a resident of this planet. His mother made an emergency landing here in a small spaceship sixteen years ago. Perhaps after she arrived here, she fell in love with a handsome miner and became pregnant with him, or she fell in love before she landed. He is already there-he doesn’t know these at all. I just remember that when I was young, there was a tall miner who treated himself and his mother very well, but did not live with them.

At that time, his mother, like the miners on this planet, wore a helmet and gloves every day to dig for money to support her family. Sometimes she would hold him in the summer night and look up at the dazzling stars and tell him “Opal, our My home is far away, and I can always go back when the spacecraft is repaired.”

However, her wish was not fulfilled, she and her miner boyfriend died in a mining disaster, not even a last word was left, whether it was about her spaceship or the hometown of her and Opal. Opal, who was only twelve years old, lost his mother and began to learn from his peers to feed himself in the mines.

He would occasionally walk to the open ground of the crimson rock bed and look up at the stars in the clear night sky. The mother was buried in the mine. He didn’t even know which star she came from. The only thing left was the longing for a certain planet that might be hometown from her words.

Opal divides the ore into different categories and puts them on shelves. A small part of the pure ore can be exchanged for a lot of money, and the inferior ore can be kept as a spare to play some mechanical gadgets.

The wind and sand outside the door became more and more fierce, as if thousands of boulders were whizzing past the zenith. Opal sorted the ore, sat at the table, flicked the switch with his fingers, and turned on a small robot on the table.

“E7, screening the ore.” Opal turned on the robot switch, which was designed by his mother.

The electric current inside the small robot sounded, the radar screen on the chest emitted green light, and a ray revolved in a circular trajectory, and began to screen the red spar brought back by the opal.

The radar screen showed a blob of light that occupies almost the entire screen.

Opal: “?”

broken? Opal thought to himself, and patted the little robot.

Di di di di-a huge red light was lit on the top of E7’s head, Opal was inexplicable, and suddenly I heard a rumbling sound on the roof passing by, the sound blasted with a sharp sound wave, and everything in the room was in the sound wave for an instant It shook downwards.

A silver-white light spot dragged billowing black smoke across the high altitude of the mining area and flew towards the desert. The next moment, there was an earth-shattering explosion in the distance.

what happened! earthquake? Opal got up and didn’t dare to move. He pressed E7, which was almost overturned, and stopped for a few seconds. The world returned to silence, and the sound of the whine was the same as before.

What happened outside? Opal hugged E7 and went out. The dust storm was a bit smaller, and the scene 50 meters away could be vaguely seen. He put E7 on the ground, the pocket robot beeped, turned backward, hit the wall, and fell down. .

“E7!” Opal said loudly against the wind and sand: “Energy detection! Go to a place with energy!”

He jumped onto a minecart, put the E7 on the front of the car, followed its radar instructions, and drove to the depths of the desert in the sandstorm.

E7 didn’t seem to want to work in the storm. Opal kicked it lightly. The little robot tumbled on the sand. The arm supported the body and stood awkwardly. The rubber band underneath ran slowly towards the desert. Drive.

Dididi——E7 rotates the camera around, and the small green screen radar detection on the chest turns on.

“It’s there, I saw it!” Opal said, “Don’t go back! Stay here!”

The sky was full of red sand, and a silver space escape capsule was lying quietly in the desert. The parachute was blown off by the wind and flew into the distance. The scene of the explosion was still there, and the gravel was burnt into pitch-black crystals, showing radioactive tracks.

Opal approached the cabin door in surprise, and found that it was a very small rescue cabin with a man lying in the cabin, no, half a man.

The man was half-length, and the body below the abdomen was completely destroyed. The rescue capsule was filled with light blue liquid. His mouth and nose were covered with a life-sustaining mask, and the blood mixed in the nutrient solution was scattered. The energy light next to the rescue cabin flashed and alarmed, and Opal saw the man’s situation through the transparent cabin window.

He closed his eyes and didn’t move. The flesh and blood of his lungs floated like tattered cotton wool in the nutrient solution. The blood became more and more filled with the liquid filling the escape compartment, dyeing it purple.

The life reaction was very weak. Opal noticed that the energy light stopped at 3%. His only thought was: This person is dying!

Opal stepped back a few steps, staring blankly at the man in the rescue cabin, then turned and ran, got in the car and drove away.

After a full hour, Opal came back with a few energy storage batteries, and his heart was thumping. He connected the universal interface and bent under the rescue cabin to look for connectors. The rescue cabin was integrated, and the opal was bent. Feeling her waist on the shell, she couldn’t find any place to recharge at all.

With a “pop”, a small box popped out of the bulkhead.

found it! Opal breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly realized that this thing was opened automatically? Is the connector model right?

He straightened up and took a look in the rescue capsule. The man still closed his eyes, and his life reaction was left with 5%. It was impossible that he was manipulating it. what happened?

Forget it, Opal plugged in the connector and charged the rescue capsule. The energy returned to 27%, and the purple nutrient solution was much lighter in color. The blood seemed to flow back into the man’s body, and the life reaction gradually rose.

Opal watched for a while, wondering where this man came from, maybe it was a war that forced him to land on this planet? Or maybe it’s a wanted criminal… Opal’s heart is filled with anxiety, what if it’s a bad guy? However, things have been done, and he doesn’t know whether his decision is right or wrong.

I hope he gets better.

Opal took a few steps backwards and took E7 back home.

The sandstorm lasted for three full days, and the weather changed from time to time. Opal would take a short while every day to see the spacecraft in the depths of the desert.

The man’s condition gradually improved. When I visited him every day, the wounds showed signs of healing, and the destroyed limbs were gradually regenerating. It is incredible that such a serious injury can be cured. Opal thinks this nutrient solution should be a very special life-sustaining device. It maintains the activity of the blood, and when the energy is sufficient, it will be transported back to the injured person’s body.

During the period, Opal was charged twice. When the last day came, it was found that the man’s life response had recovered to 55%, and the energy grid’s light remained at 10%.

What’s the meaning? Opal was puzzled, turned and left. The weather turned fine. This was the last day of the sandstorm. When he was getting on the minecart, the sound of metal decomposition suddenly came from behind him.

Opal turned his head blankly and found that the rescue capsule had disappeared! The man lay wet on the ground.

“Hey!” Opal turned and ran over and asked: “Are you all right!”

The adult man has fair skin and a well-proportioned body. He is handsomer than any miner that Opal has ever seen. With slender hands and feet, he has muscles. Opal can’t help but marvel at his toned body. This is a perfect one. people.

However, his eyes were closed and he was still in a coma. Opal got into the car and wrapped him in a coarse cloth, carried him into the car, and placed it in the back seat. He is half a head taller than Opal and he is very heavy. Opal tried his nose—and breathing.

His chest was rising and falling slightly, and his injury was healed.

Three days later.

The dim light shone into the house. The man who was taken home by Opal opened his eyes a few days ago. He moved uncomfortably. He touched the iron box above his head. The desert thorn safflower and the mud poured down with a sound. Woke up.

He got up abruptly, this action irritated him, and after a hysterical cough, he narrowed his eyes and began to remember what happened before he fell on this planet.

He remembered, and began to look at the hut in the evening light. The knocked over iron box flowerpot fell to the ground, he carefully folded it up, put it back on the bedside table on the crooked side, sat down on a wooden chair, looked at the three-legged table, and the support On the other side, the big rocks were glued together after the base was built.

There are a lot of crystal ore on the shelf. This is an ore planet. The man squinted his eyes and examined the photos posted on the wall.

The sturdy woman wearing a hard hat, hugging a child under ten years old, smiled at him on the old yellow photo.

The man got out of bed and noticed his silver bracelet on the head of the bed. He put it on, took a linen cloth, wrapped it around his waist as a long skirt, and got up and walked around in the small room.

The entire cabin is less than ten square meters. Except for the bed and table, the bedside table and storage shelf have no more belongings.

The door opened rumblingly, and Opal came in with a large can of water and said with joy: “Are you awake?”

The man looked up and said, “Hello, friend.”

Opal put the water next to the bed: “I saw your spaceship dropped in the desert.”

Opal talked about the discovery of the spacecraft once, and asked casually: “Is it better? What is your name? How did you come here? You seem to have been seriously injured a few days ago. Take a rest first.”

The man was silent for a moment, and then said: “Why did you save me?”

Opal couldn’t tell why he saved him. He looked at the man with a strange feeling.

An adult man sits on the edge of the bed, his chest muscles, shoulders and shoulders have the strength and beauty of a male. His light gray hair is not long, just covering the ears, his neck is clean and white, his nose is tall, and his pupils are clear.

His lips are very warm, and the six full days of sleep and severe injuries caused him to lose a little blood.

Opal said: “No, I don’t want to… watch you die. It’s dangerous, so I saved it subconsciously.”

The adult man said: “Do you know that the escape capsule needs energy?”

Opal said: “I guess, if you don’t care, what will happen? Will it die?”

The adult man was quiet for a while, Opal sat down, sat beside him on the side of the bed, thought for a while, and said: “I guess… well, maybe not. Maybe it will keep you asleep, what does that word say? Coming? Yes, dormant.”

The adult man said: “It will die. The blood cells in the life-saving fluid can only survive for 72 hours.”

Opal has a lingering fear, this man almost died.

The adult man turned his head and said to him: “My name is Rekert, please be sure to keep it secret for me.”

Opal couldn’t think of anything, so he nodded perfunctorily and said, “Okay.”

Reckett said: “Promise me, definitely.”

Opal felt that this person was really ungrateful, and he didn’t even say a word of thanks, but he wanted to be saved by himself, so he couldn’t say anything. On the contrary, he had a feeling that he would save others to the end. After all, he had survived. Can’t drive him out.

“Definitely!” Opal replied: “Drink some water?”

Reckett was also very thirsty. He took the pitcher that Opal handed him and filled it with half a bottle of water. Opal looked distressed and hurriedly said: “Save a little drink. There is only so much water in three days.”

Reckett wiped the corners of his mouth with his wrist and was silent for a moment, then asked: “Why do you store so many ruby spars?”

Opal said: “Sell money, hold it for fun.”

Reckett asked: “Is there a spacecraft nearby? Ordinary small near-Earth warships, Phoenix A or A12…”

Opal said blankly: “No, what is it? Is it the latest model?”

Reckett: “Small shipping spaceship, Adventurer III, is there any?”

Opal shook his head.

Reckett: “Aquamarine’s shuttle?”

Opal finally heard the term he knew, and smiled: “Is it this?”

He turned on the projector above the head of the little robot E7, and opened a light screen inside, on which was an advertisement-the water blue planet new era navigation shuttle, water, land and air.

An advertisement from ten years ago, a beautiful small two-person spaceship with an endless indigo blue sea in the background.

Reckett said with joy: “Yes, this is it, where is it? Take me there.”

Opal: “No.”

Reckett: “…”

Opal said: “I’ve only seen it once.”

Reckett: “Where?”

Opal: “It’s in the electronic holographic magazine, here. It was given to me by a businessman who came to the planet before.”

Reckett was completely convinced.

Opal took out a long stick of brown bread, broke it in half, and handed it half to Reckett. Reckett was not welcome. He took it and ate it. The bread was dry and rough, like swallowing sand. Reckett had some bread. I couldn’t help but drink water to swallow, but opal chewed in small mouthfuls and took a long time to drink water.

“Water resources are precious.” Reckett said, “Why not live on another planet? You look good and you can find a separate place to live.”

Opal said: “Where to go? I have not left the home planet.”

While he was speaking, he looked at the delicate silver bracelet on Reckett’s thick wrist. Reckett took off the bracelet and asked, “This is your home planet? Do you like this?”

Opal said, “I don’t want it, I’m curious to take a look.” He took a closer look. The bracelet was made of a special material, which should be memory alloy, and he returned it to Rekert.

Reckett asked: “How does this communicate with the central area of the Chiyan Galaxy?”

Opal: “Every other revolution year, there will be a spaceship to transport the ore and sell it to the miners with daily necessities.”

Rekert: “How many rotation days are the revolution period?”

Opal said: “More than a thousand, more than a thousand points.”

Reckett took a look out of the window and said, “A day is about twenty-five cosmic hours. Just now, the angle of the shadow has gone by two centimeters.”

Opal nodded slowly and said, “You can observe it.”

Reckett really couldn’t eat it anymore. He soaked the leftover bread into a small glass of water and said: “Some planets have two suns, and some planets have six moons, which rise in the west and set in the east. Leave here and take a look at the vast universe.”

Opal said: “I… don’t know where to go. People here can’t leave at will, and the ferry tickets are very expensive, very expensive.”

Reckett frowned suspiciously.

Opal shrugged and said: “A ferry ticket costs one hundred thousand energy units of spar.”

Reckert said: “What age is it, why are you still using energy units as the currency conversion standard?”

Opal was a little confused and asked: “Otherwise, what should I use?”

Reckett suddenly realized something and asked vigilantly: “This is a slave planet in disguise, am I right?”

Opal said: “No.” He remembered that a long time ago, a scholar who got on and off an interstellar spacecraft had also said this word vaguely, and asked: “What is the slave planet?”

Reckett said solemnly: “I understand.”

Opal looked at him inexplicably, Reckett said: “The interstellar slave has been abolished, and the owner of this planet will be taken to the court of the universe.”

Opal heard too many unfamiliar terms and didn’t know how to answer for a while, and asked: “Slaves mean miners like us?”

Reckett was silent for a long, long time without answering his question, and finally said: “I have to get out of here.”

Opal said: “Where are you going? Do you have a spaceship?”

Reckett said: “No, but I have to live in a different place tomorrow, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to you. My opponent is very dangerous and may catch up to this planet.”

Opal was shocked, thinking of the injuries he had on his body when he saw Reckett for the first time. Reckett seemed to know what he was thinking, and said casually: “But at least it’s safe now. You go to sleep. Sorry. Occupies your bed.”

Opal hurriedly said: “No, no, you sleep, your injury is still not healed.”

Opal packed up his things, spread a piece of cloth on the ground, and closed his eyes while lying down. Reckett asked in the dark, “Is your mother in the picture?”

Opal grumbled, and Reckett asked again: “Where is she? Can I talk to her?”

Opal said: “Died during the mine disaster.”

Reckett: “Where is your father?”

Opal said: “I don’t know who it is.”

In the quiet night, the carefree Opal gradually fell asleep.