The Star Knight - 6. Chapter Six

This is the canyon in the lowland of the crimson rock bed ridge. Opal is watching the heavy snow that has buried the rock, standing on the canyon clearing, using the power of faith to sweep the snow.

The snow layer that was firmer than the ice shook and loosened, and a small piece was removed, driven by the spirit of Opal, slowly flying over the high altitude and falling on the snow.

One block after another, the snow was cleared, and a rust-iron-colored bare rock bed appeared, and a spaceship was lying quietly on the ground. Its ejector is filled with sand.

Opal asked Reckett: “Teacher, can you use your beliefs to help me make it up?”

Reckett said, “Is this your mother’s spaceship?”

Opal nodded, and Reckett stared at the line of signs on the lower right of the spacecraft-above it was a fire mark, numbered era VI703.

“Imperial Flame Army.” Recht said: “Small battleship No. 703.”

Opal said: “Yes, she mentioned it! What does it mean? It has something to do with my life experience?”

Reckett said: “The empire’s warship army was defeated again twenty years ago, and its organization was disbanded.”

Opal asked: “Is my mother’s hometown in the Lion Galaxy?”

Reck said with a special head: “Perhaps, does she have an ID card?”

Opal shook his head and said: “Lost, she said, when she made an emergency landing here, the spacecraft was broken, there were only a few people on it, lacking medical conditions, and they were all dead. The miners on this planet were unable to help her. The merchants from the stars want money, and she doesn’t have enough money. She wants to use the spaceship as a mortgage, but the merchants don’t want the spaceship.”

Reckett asked: “You were born at that time?”

Opal shook his head blankly, he couldn’t tell.

Reckett said: “Who is your father? Didn’t she tell you?”

Opal shook his head.

Reckett checked it once: “It’s badly broken, the shell and the atomic furnace are blown up, and there is no star map. You have to fix it first.”

Opal said: “Yes, teacher, trouble you, can I make it up?”

Reckett said: “I mean, you fill it up.”

Opal said: “There are no replacement parts, you can make some parts with the power of faith. I can’t do it.”

Reckett said: “Then I can’t do it either.”

Opal said: “You can do it!”

Reckett said: “So, you can do it too.”

Opal: “…”

Reckett stopped joking with him, and said sternly: “The power of faith is not like physical power. It is not subject to any rules. As long as you believe that you can do it, it will be able to exert its due effect.”

Opal asked: “I can’t do it, teacher, you promised me!”

Reckett said: “This is your mother’s relic, and your faith in her will surely be able to do it.”

Opal said: “I really can’t do it. I haven’t even seen what the parts look like. What is the limit of the power of faith?”

Reckett said: “There is no limit. It is small enough to affect an atom or stop light from spreading. If you believe you can do it, you can also use it to disintegrate a planet and move an entire galaxy.”

Opal was silly to hear, Reckett said again: “If you are firm enough, the power of conviction can even destroy the entire universe.”

Opal said: “You… Teacher, do you have such a strong ability?”

Reckett said: “I’m not so crazy yet, or that I don’t believe I can do it.”

Opal pondered over the spacecraft and said, “But I have never seen those parts!”

Reckett said: “I haven’t seen it either. We are the same.”

“No.” Opal said: “Teacher, you must have seen it before. Do me a favor. I will practice hard in the future.”

Reckett put his hand on his back, and said casually: “Then meditate here until I think about it.”

Opal said angrily: “Who said’Yes’ just now, you are not keeping promises!”

Reckett ignored him, turned and left. Opal sat in the empty snow, learning Reckett and began to meditate. His spirit already possesses the ability to initially transform into an entity, as if many shining roots plunge deep into the ground. There was a huge red light deep in the ground, faintly emitting a painful bang.

Opal’s heart shuddered, opened his eyes, and his mental strength was withdrawn.

“Teacher!” Opal turned his head and said.

He found a lot of metal around him, and the alloy skin was half a meter thick. He tried to tap a piece of metal, knowing that it was used to repair the hull of the ship.

Reckett has nowhere to go, what was it just now? ! Is that the consciousness of the B11 star? Opal breathed slowly, calmed down, thinking about it for a moment, staring at the spaceship, trying to move a piece of metal the size of a door panel, it was too heavy.

Opal tried to use the force of faith to repair the broken hull, even if it flew off the ground, it felt very difficult, let alone how to weld it to the hull.

The metal piece slid down, making a loud bang.

Opal was sweating.

The spacecraft has fallen here for too long. It has been sixteen years, as old as the opal. Sixteen years is enough for the rocks of the mountain to merge with it. The rain washes and the sand brought by the wind will condense after weathering. The clay has firmly corroded it into a huge piece of scrap iron.

Opal pondered for a moment, and then began to take other measures. He tried to clear a part of the surrounding soil with a big sword, and observed where it broke. After doing this work for a whole day, Opal was so tired that he was sweating profusely, grabbed some snow to eat, and lay down on the open ground, intending to rest for a while.

I don’t know how long he slept, he was awakened by a sound of metal rubbing, Opal opened his eyes, staggered and stood back, subconsciously looking for the source of the sound.

The dilapidated and nearly decaying small battleship was suspended in the air, and its suspension formed a huge black shadow. Thousands of pieces of metal shone with silver light and flew toward the battleship, spreading like snow, covering the rusty shell of the battleship.

Each piece of metal is pasted, and it is integrated with the hull of the ship.

And at the top of the cliff stood a man—Reckett.

He held a big sword in his right hand and pressed his left hand imaginarily, saying: “Opal, you can’t do it, because subconsciously, you never believe that you can do it.”

Opal breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Thank you, teacher.”

Reckett said: “You’re welcome.” He said that he withdrew his hands, turned and left.

At that moment, the small warship that lay across the zenith lost the support of the power of faith and fell from a height of nearly ten meters!

Opal yelled and roared: “Teacher–!”

Opal ignored Reckett, rushed to the middle of the canyon, pushed his hands towards the top of his head, and shouted, “Stop it for me–! No! Don’t do that!”

The speed of the falling warship gradually slowed down, and then levitated obliquely one meter above the ground.

Opal: “…”

His pupils shrank violently, and his mind was blank. All the distracting thoughts were expelled from his mind. Shaking all over, he slowly put it down. There was a loud bang, and the surrounding snow flew under the shock wave of the heavy object.

Opal panted like a twitch, his back was covered with cold sweat, and his body was as wet as if he was caught in the water. He slowly shook his head in disbelief.

“So, you see, you can do it.” Reckett said thoughtfully, sitting on another rock with a knee in his arms.

Opal’s eyes were hollow and he nodded slowly. Reckett smiled and said, “This is the power of faith. Just believe in yourself.”

The winter night was getting warmer, and the burrowers in the cave had been almost removed by them. Opal went to move the corresponding materials back to the ground and opened the shell of the battleship. The inside was already broken and messed up.

The atomic furnace was damaged, the flank engines were blown up, and a new jet engine was needed.

Several parts of the navigation system were lost at the moment of hitting the mountain, and the star map could not be found.

“What do you want to use it for?” Reckett stood aside watching Opal’s busy schedule.

Opal collected all the usable parts and put them on the snow to observe their appearance, planning to take them apart, but was afraid that they would not be able to be assembled.

He said: “I want to make some parts and fix it. Teacher, you are not keeping your word! You violated the Star Knight’s rules.”

Reckett smiled: “Which rule did I violate? You just asked me to help you repair the spaceship, but you didn’t let me fix it for you.”

Opal was speechless for a while, still thinking about it, and said: “You also lied to the merchant who sells dark energy batteries…”

Reckett said: “You lied to him, I didn’t lie to him.”

Opal: “…”

Opal murmured dissatisfiedly, which made Reckett very interesting. He packed up all the parts, came and sat in front of Reckett, and said, “Teacher, what are you studying today?”

“There is nothing to learn.” Reckett said casually: “The teacher has nothing to teach you anymore.”

Opal said: “No…no, you know so much.”

Recht smiled gently and said, “There are many things that you need to leave here and learn about them yourself. I can’t teach you those things.”

Opal nodded and said, “I… I’ll find you some energy, and I have to find some parts myself, thank you, teacher… Don’t be busy, I… don’t want to leave you.”

Reckett glanced at the box in his hand and said: “We still lack one hundred thousand points of energy. We still have a lot of time. Don’t worry. I know you also have some plan of your own.”

The opal now is different from the opal a year ago. He is no longer a simple miner. I think of the digging of rhodolite spar in a dark mine more than 500 days ago. The dead self is like a walking dead.

And now, he really has his own soul, his own life.

He left the canyon and suddenly thought of one thing: With Reckett’s ability, he can grab a lot of energy. Why doesn’t he do this?

“Teacher.” Opal said at the entrance of the canyon, “Actually, you can leave here without my help, can you?”

Reckett said: “No, there are many things I can’t do. My belief is not strong enough to repair my own spacecraft, nor can I create energy out of thin air, and then convert it into matter. The alloy that I just showed you, It was created after the mass energy conversion of my spacecraft was activated.”

“Moreover, I think it is necessary to teach a student like you.”

Opal stood in a daze, gratitude filled his heart, waved to Reckett, turned and ran out of the canyon.

Opal was walking on the snowy plain with a big sword on his back, and the snow floated up again, and the red rock bed was covered by snowflakes. He no longer feared the cold, let alone the troubled miners, energy points, unknown future and tomorrow.

He began to seriously think about a plan, how to take everyone away. Everyone is born equal and should have the opportunity of his own choice. No one should be a slave to another, just as Recht taught him. Some things-about capital.

The people on the B11 star are slaves of interstellar capital. They have no choice but to do it in order to survive. There is no whip, blood, wound, and material pressure, but it is more difficult to resist than the whip. They have created hundreds of billions of energy wealth on this planet, but in the end they are inferior to robots.

To get 100,000 miners to leave the B11 star, they must seek the support and participation of interstellar forces. Riot is the most direct method, but it is also the least effective. After Anya, Locke and Opal leave B11, they need identification to be able to Find a job elsewhere in the galaxy.

They also need a pass and a spacecraft to carry all the miners.

And these can’t be achieved with one’s own power. First, you have to collect evidence that the Black Rock Mining Company has enslaved the workers on this mineral planet for a hundred years, and then hand it over to the administrative star.

There are interstellar police there, and you can apply for assistance after filing a case.

This requires comprehensive personal and physical evidence, first to collect video-including the large-scale mine disaster that killed tens of thousands of people four years ago.

Next is the list of work points-the above is the transaction between the merchants and the miners, which can effectively explain many things. The workers have no other choice but to exchange their hard-earned money for cheap goods at high prices.

According to the information he learned from the chip, this was abolished in the labor law passed by the Interstellar Joint Public Service Administration more than a thousand years ago. The boss of Black Rock Mining is enough to go to jail for this, and he will lose some of his mineral planets in the worst case.

Opal suddenly felt a crisis when he was thinking. He leaped back for an instant and drew out the big sword behind him. Facing the vast plains, the powerful aura continued to approach in the snowy underground, getting closer and closer…ten meters, five meters.

A huge sand bat jumped out of the ground!

Snow flakes all over the sky, and Opal swung his great sword to avoid the whip that swept across it.

The sand bat roared head-on, the opal sword slammed into it, and the blade made a sharp shock. The opal rolled on the spot. This flat sand bat was different from the past. Its skin was so hard that it was almost invulnerable. His eyes glowed with crimson light.

It’s a sand bat king!

Opal reacted, but he was no longer at the level of fighting with ordinary sand bats. The sand bat king dived into the ground, and when he flew out again, Opal pushed it with his palm. There was a loud noise, and a small piece of the mountain collapsed. Press it down.

“Drink–!” His voice echoed on the snowy field. The sand bat king is faster than ordinary sand bats, coming and going without wind, but opal does not fight it hard, and the figure is like vertical and horizontal on the snow. A black arrow that comes and goes, every time the sand bat king’s jaws are bitten down, the opal can avoid it at the moment of its death.

After a full fight for nearly an hour, the Sand Bat King tried his best but couldn’t get any results. It tired faster than Opal, and his eyes turned from red to deep purple.

Have a chance! Opal finally got a glimpse of the flaws in its action, and backhanded his big sword, swiped it cleanly, cutting off its long tail!

The sand bat king painfully convulsed on the snow, spilling fluorescent blood, and his flat triangular wings repeatedly fluttered against the ground, drilling and slamming toward the ground.

Opal held its tail needle in one hand, grabbed its docked tail in the other hand and screamed, pulling it out of the ground.

There was a rustle, and the sound of the snowy ground came one after another, as if there were thousands of sand bats surrounding him.

The sand bat king stopped struggling, lying quietly on the ground, closed his eyes, knowing whether it was blood or tears, a wisp of red liquid slipped down its spiked skin.

For some reason, Opal subconsciously loosened its docking tail, and the big sword flew from behind him, spinning around, swinging an arc of light.

With his current strength, he could kill all the sand bats within a hundred miles, but he didn’t do anything, just stood quietly in front of the sand bat king’s body.

Don’t make senseless killings… He finally understood what Reckett had said a long time ago.

Opal put away his weapon and said, “I’m leaving, don’t come again.”

He took the sand bat king’s poison sack back a few steps, and then turned to leave. Numerous sand bats emerged from the ground and pulled their leader back to the dark underground space.

Opal walked towards his village, his mind was filled with thoughts he had never had before. The chip Reckett gave him filled the gaps in his knowledge. He knew that the origin of everything was microbes, and microbes lived by exchanging organic matter with the outside world.

When it evolved into a cell, it began to swallow other microorganisms to strengthen itself, in order to live longer. After evolving into intelligent creatures, the universe is full of endless killings and battles… Reckett said that you must be in awe when hunting. Perhaps this is one of the tenets of the Star Knight: humble, always respect your opponent, no matter what Victory, or defeat.

Opal stopped at the door of his home. The door was covered with snow and the winch was frozen.

The winch loosened under his gaze, the ice shattered, and the stone gate shook, loosened, and opened under the power of faith.

Opal returned home and turned on the little robot E7. This little friend hadn’t returned for a long time. At this moment, his eyes glowed and he started to scan the surrounding energy.

“E7, follow me.” Opal said.

He pushed aside the stone slab under the bed to reveal a tunnel leading to the cellar, and then went down.

At the end is a spacious space. Tunnels in all directions lead to a public lounge. The smell of alcohol, the smell of men’s sweat are mixed, the smell of bacon and the inferior perfume from the Chiyan galaxy fill every inch of the space. Loud chats and laughs and shouts came, some of the miners played musical instruments in the corner, and a few people drank for fun.

“Opal!” Locke said loudly: “You are back!”

Opal put his hood behind his back, smiled and said, “I’m back.”

Many people stared at Opal as if they didn’t know each other, and Locke said, “You feel different than before.”

Opal said: “Am I okay? No, I mean, how are you guys?”

He noticed that there were many wines bought at high prices from merchants. It was expected that a very business-minded miner bought the wine and sold it to these winter companions at a higher price.

“Where is Oman?” Opal asked.

“Aman is in his cellar.” Locke replied, “What is this in your hand? God…this is the tail of a sand bat! How did you get it!”

Many people gathered around and Opal said, “Be careful, there is a poison sac inside. This sand bat is very toxic.”

There was tusk, and someone looked at the big sword behind him. Opal gave them to watch casually, and said to Locke: “Take me to Oman, I have something to talk to him.”

Locke said, “How do you feel different from before?”

“Is there?” Opal was a little confused and said: “I have always been me.”

Locke carried the lamp and led Opal through the long corridor. There was a dark room at the end. Locke asked, “What are you looking for Aman for.”

Opal said: “The three of us will talk privately, I need your help.”