Xia Zhiye thought about it for a long time, but couldn't understand the logic behind it.
"Just like you, don't you have a nickname? Don't tell me that Instructor is your name."
Star-Lord said, "Look, once you have a nickname, people can call you, oh my god, are you the legendary Marauder 'instructor'? But without a nickname, people will say, oh, you are Peter Quill!"
"Although your name as an instructor sounds a bit harsh, at least you still have a nickname. I don't have one yet, so can you help me figure out what nickname I should give myself?"
Star-Lord looked at Xia Zhiye with a serious expression.
Xia Zhiye sighed and said, "Star-Lord!"
"… Star-Lord! Star-Lord?"
Star-Lord's eyes flickered, then he frowned and said, "Oh my God, why would you give me such an ugly nickname?"
"Are you serious?"
Xia Zhiye widened his eyes and asked, "Didn't you give this nickname yourself?"
"Never mind, it's better than nothing."
After muttering twice, Star-Lord nodded and said, "Just Star-Lord, you think really fast!"
What else can you say on a summer night
After laughing twice, he asked, "What happens next?"
"After that? After that we have to give our group a name!"
Star-Lord said seriously: "Otherwise, people will..."
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Xia Zhiye really doesn't want to listen to his "profound theory" anymore. The number of words is all water, right
He immediately said, "Speak to the point!"
"Well... how about you think of one?" Star-Lord said, "Although you're not as smart as me, you're almost as smart. Besides, we each have, um, different focuses! Yes, you're better at coming up with names."
Xia Zhiye almost cried when he heard this. This was the first time someone thought he was good at naming.
After racking his brains for a long time, he finally came up with an answer: "Star Cult Guard?"
After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong and quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, this won't work. The Star Guard? Well, why must it be the Guard?"
"Yeah, why does it have to be a guard? I don't want to be guarding anything."
Star-Lord said, "How about calling them the Star-Lord Commandos?"
“… I’m still a Howling Commando!”
"How unsophisticated, man! I think I overestimated your ability to come up with names!"
"Roll rough!"
Xia Zhiye's face turned black.
Then the two of them started to argue about the name, and after a whole hour, they still hadn't decided.
An hour later, they stopped fighting for a while. The two looked at each other. Star-Lord rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry."
"I'm starting to miss Banner."
Xia Zhiye sighed: "I think you should have prepared enough food."
"Of course, I'm ready for everything!"
Star-Lord suddenly said mysteriously: "Not only that, I have prepared a big surprise for you!"
Xia Zhiye inexplicably had a bad feeling: "Why do I always feel scared?"
"How can it be?"
Star-Lord opened the hatch to the lower space and said to Xia Zhiye, "Come here!"
Xia Zhiye followed him to the next floor with a puzzled look on his face.
This floor is mainly a lounge, kitchen, dining room... It has a complete set of equipment, enough to support the daily life of two people.
However, as soon as the summer night came, he saw an unbelievable scene.
I saw a fat blue man, who was tied up tightly from head to toe, with a piece of extremely dirty rag stuffed in his mouth, which was so tightly tied that he had difficulty breathing.
At this moment, his eyes turned white as he struggled, and he was about to faint.
“Jeff?”
Xia Zhiye was stunned: "Why did you bring him here?"
"He's a good guy!"
Star-Lord said: "The warden of the Chien High Security Prison is a big shot. The Nova Empire would definitely be willing to spend a lot of money to buy him back. Instead of giving this deal to Yondu, why don't we do it?"
"That makes sense, but do you have a channel?"
Xia Zhiye asked.
“Channels… Yeah, there are!”
Star-Lord said, "After a while, we can go to Chaida Star. I will contact a buyer and sell this guy to him at a lower price, and then he can ask the high-ranking officials of the Nova Empire for a ransom."
"Are you sure there is no problem with this operation?"
After Xia Zhiye heard it, he felt something was strange.
How come this feeling of selling people off is not decent at all
Then he came to the blue fat man Jeff, reached out and pulled out the rag in his mouth, and the decomposition machine popped up a prompt.
Do you want to decompose the privacy of Star-Lord's equipment (green)
Decompose your uncle!!!
What the hell is privacy! This is basically Star-Lord’s underwear!
Xia Zhiye quickly threw the thing in his hand towards Star-Lord's face.
Star-Lord stretched out his hand extremely quickly at this moment and dodged in an instant: "I almost got shot. You will never guess what it was!? I have been wearing underwear for ten years!!"
There are slots everywhere!!!
Xia Zhiye's whole body turned green, and he looked at his hands: "These hands are simply unbearable!"
Jeff started to cry: "I... I don't think I need a mouth anymore."
Then the blue fat man tried to raise his body and get his face closer to Xia Zhiye: "Please, save me! He is simply a devil!"
Xia Zhiye quickly took two steps back: "Let's talk nicely, there's something bad in your mouth!"
Upon hearing this, the blue fat man's eyes flashed with a dead gray color of "there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart", and he felt that something precious seemed to have been lost.
Xia Zhiye looked at him sympathetically, patted his shoulder, and then said to Star-Lord: "Do you really want to sell this guy? Why do you feel that this is something only villains would do? Otherwise, should we keep him?"
"no!"
Star-Lord and Jeff said in unison.
Xia Zhiye looked at the two people in confusion. It would be fine if the person who wanted to sell was so insistent, but why was the person who was to be sold also so insistent
But after thinking about it, he understood.
If Jeff were to sell it to the Nova Empire, it would be like returning home, and he would naturally be willing to do so.
And for Star-Lord... why not make money
After thinking about it this way, Xia Zhiye had nothing to say: "Then sell it, but I always feel that the way you're selling it is not reliable."
"Really? What should I do then?"
Star-Lord said: "And if you change hands like this, you will indeed make a lot less money."
Xia Zhiye was completely clueless about this matter, and the two of them huddled together scratching their heads.
But the blue fat man Jeff said weakly: "I have a way..."
Xia Zhiye and Star-Lord set their sights on Jeff. (To be continued)