amaotonovel Chapter 4204 A Guide to Wandering the Galaxy (1)
Chapter 4204 A Guide to Wandering the Galaxy (1)
Chapter 4204 A Guide to Wandering the Galaxy (Part 11)
Don't let Jeff's appearance as just a shark fool you; he's a real comedic character. With a smoke animation, he can bite six hundred times in three seconds, leaving no energy shield in his wake – he'll leave you bald and feathered.
The Shi'ar Empire people screamed and ran out, scattering feathers all over the room as they went. But Pikachu's serious expression didn't relax at all. He said, "The nobles of the Shi'ar Empire have private armies. They always bring two flagships with them, and there are regular troops on board. They've smashed my tavern twice, and I bet they're coming again this time."
"You've dealt with them before?" Schiller asked.
"Of course, do I look like the kind of person who would swallow my anger? After they caused trouble in my bar, I would turn around and poison them, or find some tough guys to beat them up. I've messed with them a few times. But they're not stupid, they turned around and smashed up my bar."
“In just a few months, you’ve managed to create such a huge commotion. If you don’t leave soon, I’ll see your wanted poster on the interstellar news website sooner or later,” Schiller said, shaking his head.
“We definitely have to go now.” Pikachu jumped onto the stair railing, waved to Schiller, and said, “Let’s go through the back door. There’s no need to confront them head-on.”
Schiller followed him, going around the stairs to the back door. There was even a small garden in the backyard, filled with fields of hops. Schiller exclaimed in surprise, "You're brewing Earth's beer?"
"Of course, you have no idea how lethal Earth's alcohol is here. I'm even thinking of getting some grain to brew some liquor."
"Don't aliens also brew wine?"
"Don't you know? All three great empires prohibit alcohol. Brewing is also forbidden in their star sectors. Alcohol can only be obtained in lawless areas like Centaurus, and most of it is handcrafted, resulting in cloudy, pale beer. Only I have modern, industrially produced spirits. This is a unique, monopolistic business. Why do you think those nobles are constantly causing me trouble?"
Schiller immediately understood: these people, unable to compete with their own kind in their own country, were trying to make a quick buck by leveraging their technological advantage. Pikachu's tavern had excellent liquor, and was filled with pirates and mercenaries—professions that thrive on the edge of life—so no one could resist alcohol, making it incredibly popular. That's why it attracted attention.
They walked through the garden, heading north along the street, then took a back path to the rooftop. Sure enough, the two small ships landed directly on the street, and a group of Shi'ar soldiers stormed into the tavern, starting to vandalize it.
"They're looking for your brewery, aren't they?" Schiller asked, looking at the chaos. "This tavern isn't worth much; your brewery is."
“That’s right. I set up a beer brewing production line on Earth, but I’ve hidden it so they can’t find it. Go ahead and smash it if you want, I’m not planning to keep it here anyway.”
Is this all the troops they have?
"More or less. There weren't this many people before. I guess they knew I was going to run away, so they panicked and decided to expand the search area."
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get on their starship!” Schiller looked up at the sky and said, “If you can get a Divine Spear, that’s enough to buy ten taverns.”
“Come with me,” Pikachu said. “I have a little spaceship.”
Pikachu led Schiller to a small spaceship in an alley. After taking off, they quickly spotted the two flagships of the Shi'ar Empire. Schiller transformed into a cloud of gray mist, bypassing the spaceship's security system, and began exploring it extensively.
After circling around, he returned and said with some regret, "It's a pity that this spaceship can only be driven by the power of the two gods. There's not much use in towing it back, otherwise I would have taken it with me."
"Ha, everyone knows you. You just love watching sheep run naked. You're keeping this spaceship to fish for something big, aren't you?"
Schiller didn't deny it, he just smiled. Pikachu also smiled gloatingly, then said, "These guys are all spoiled brats, just wandering around in their elders' spaceships. Now that they've lost so much military equipment, let's see how they explain this!"
When they returned to the tavern, it had been ransacked, and almost everything had been smashed. Pikachu sighed regretfully and said, "We can't stay here even for another day. Let's go back."
"Don't worry, they didn't find what they wanted, and when they went back they found that their hometown had been completely robbed. The sunk cost is too high, they won't let it go."
"what do you mean……"
"Once we catch you, all the problems will be solved. They probably tried to take action against you too, right?"
“Yes, but I have this.” Pikachu pulled a ring from behind his back. Schiller recognized it as a Sling Ring. He remembered stealing electricity with Pikachu before and obtaining some Faith Power. Pikachu kept some for himself, and he also possessed the Yellow Lantern Power. During the Multiverse War, the compatibility of the codes between the two universes was adjusted, so it should work now, meaning he could use the mage's portal.
“No wonder,” Schiller said. “But you’re not a real mage after all, and there are limitations to opening doors with just a ring. They might take the risk.”
"What are you going to do?" Pikachu asked.
"When they come looking for you, pretend you're outmatched and stall them for time. I'll find a way to capture them alive."
Pikachu nodded. The two then went upstairs. Schiller stood by the window and quickly sensed people closing in. He immediately carried Tolik out.
The little black cat was oblivious, still licking its paws in Schiller's arms. Schiller led it to the innermost room on the second floor. Soon, noisy footsteps echoed on the first floor.
“That’s quite a large investment,” Schiller said. He sensed the magnetic field of the energy-sealing device. This thing could basically seal off all forms of energy-based attacks, and it should also be able to defend against Pikachu’s Thunderbolt, but it was useless against people and mages who could control magnetic fields, so it had basically never appeared on human battlefields. It was specifically designed to target civilizations that used energy weapons.
Soon, Pikachu's scream was heard. The guy started cursing, unleashing a string of East Coast rap that flowed smoothly and was as powerful as ever, but unfortunately, the birds couldn't understand his language and immediately tried to grab Pikachu.
Schiller seized the opportunity to rush out, grabbing Torik, and a large cluster of tentacles burst from his mouth, swallowing the leading nobles with a "whoosh".
These Imperial soldiers were quite knowledgeable and immediately recognized it as a Devouring Beast. They screamed in agony and dropped their weapons, running away.
The people of the three great empires know best the danger of Fel Devourers; otherwise, they wouldn't have hunted them across the universe, nearly wiping them out. But even hunting them requires large armies to surround and intercept them, and there's always the risk of casualties. Right now, they only have a handful of them; if they encounter one, they'd better run, because by this time tomorrow, they might have them all out.
Pikachu breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced down from the courtyard and said, "These guys are incredibly stupid; even the leaders came. But what are you planning to do? Kill them?"
"If we were going to kill him, we wouldn't have gone to so much trouble. Let's go visit an old friend."
Half an hour later, with a "vomit," several birdmen were vomited on the door of the raider base tent. Yondu was instantly petrified into a statue.
"God's shit!" Yondu cursed. "What's going on?!"
“Isn’t this what you’re good at?” Schiller said.
"What rubbish! I would never do kidnapping!"
“That’s your first deal,” Schiller said. “Go ask their parents for the money.”
"If you fucking want me dead, just say so!" Yondu said, spitting as he spoke. "These are people from the three great empires! What kidnapper would dare to kidnap them and demand money? This is taking my life!"
"That was before, things are different now. You've heard about the Queen's new policies, haven't you? They're undergoing major reforms now. Would anyone who's made a name for themselves come here at such a crucial time?"
"Even if they are nothing, they are still nobles of the three great empires!"
"So I'm not asking you to contact the Queen, but to contact their family members privately and bring them back. It's precisely because it's a critical moment that their family members dare not make a sound, so isn't it only right that we give you a little something for your trouble?"
"Come on, this is kidnapping. Even if they swallow their anger for now, what if they come after them later?"
"Go somewhere else to lay low for a while."
"Where else could it be...you don't mean the Milky Way, do you?"
"You have an adopted son who lives on Earth, so in principle you should be able to apply for a family visit visa. Earth welcomes friendly aliens. Just get a visa and hide on Earth, what can they do to you?"
"Even if I can get there, my old buddies can't. I can't just watch them get wiped out by the three great empires, can I?"
"I can speak to Loki and have you hide in one of the Nine Realms. Both great empires suffered defeats there, and the Shi'ar Empire doesn't dare to approach. Don't worry."
Yondu narrowed his eyes and stared at Schiller, saying, "Why are you being so kind? What are you up to now?"
"You don't really intend to be a bandit in this remote, impoverished place for the rest of your life, do you?" Schiller asked.
“What else can we do?” Yondu sat down on a nearby stone bench, looking somewhat dejected. “If I leave, Centaurus might fall into their hands too. This is my home…”
"Do you think they still have the energy for that? To be honest, the center of interstellar politics is shifting to the Milky Way. What is Centaurus compared to that?"
Yondu jumped to his feet. He stared at Schiller for a moment, then quickly sat back down and said, "But even if I went to the galaxy, what could I do?"
“If the Grandmaster wants to build an entertainment center there, it’s inevitable that all sorts of people will flock there. Asgardians are very selective about who they are. They might be fine with patrolling or standing guard, but as you know, if there aren’t enough people who can settle things in a place like this, there’s bound to be trouble.”
"You want us to help keep watch over the place?"
“That’s right. I know your capabilities. You deserve a large part of the credit for Centaurus becoming a loophole in the three great empires’ control of the universe. Although it’s become a no-man’s land and can’t be controlled by anyone, you know the true state of security here. This can’t go on forever, can it?”
Yondu frowned slightly. He knew perfectly well what Schiller meant. Escaping the control of the three great empires came at a price; this was the center of cosmic crime, with the most dangerous wanted criminals in the entire universe roaming within a single star system—not a good thing for a lower-level civilization.
After sitting and thinking for a long time, he slapped his thigh and said, "Okay! I'll work with you guys! I'll pack my things and be there soon."
"Don't forget to ask those nobles for money. Although we will provide you with a place to stay, there are many other things that will cost money. You can't do without start-up capital."
Yondu gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and shouted outside, "Men! Tie these guys up! Go contact our informants in the Shi'ar Empire. I'll make sure they take a piece of my flesh!"