Hege didn't know what he should do. It just wanted to leave the Red Dragon planet and leave those who were hostile to him. Although he could kill all those people, it was meaningless to do that.

Hege couldn't help but envy him very much when he was on Earth and was still a mouse. He was really happy. He had the hostess Xinyan and the hostess Su Hao around him. They would help him think about everything and arrange everything.

I should go find them.

I just don’t know when the universe is so big?

...

Destiny 1: Super thief.

Su Hao’s profession is very special.

In the eyes of sociologists, he is a smart person who is good at using various reasonable but illegal means to skillfully incorporate things that belong to others into his own name.

In the eyes of the honest clan who works hard and receives salary on time every month: his existence is simply an unimaginable alternative.

Compared with these two views, the police who are responsible for maintaining social order may be particularly pertinent to his evaluation.

"This guy is simply an absolute human scumbag. The scum of society, the shame of civilization, the deviation in the history of higher biological evolution, God's most failed work..."

To put it bluntly, Su Hao’s profession is actually very simple. One word is thief.

In simple terms, it is a thief.

However, as the person involved, he never thinks it is a shame.

He didn't even admit that he was a thief at all. In Su Hao's words, "I am just an ordinary freelancer."

It is hard to imagine that a thief with superb skills would wear a scheming blue work suit and stay honestly in the staff lounge, waiting to go to work.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, no one would have believed it.

However, this is indeed the truth. Su Hao, who has always been quite proud, is obediently carrying a cheap ration plate. He sat there seriously, chewing on the simple meals in it with a blank expression.

This is the staff cafeteria at the Earth Star Spaceport. There are more than 5,000 dock workers wearing the same blue uniforms who eat with him.

"Manager No. 00925, please hurry to Pier No. 264 immediately."

The melodious electronic synthesized command sound came into my ears as the moment the personal communication system came into my ears. Zhao Tian seemed to be shocked by electric shock, immediately put down the plate in front of him, pushed the chair away and stood up. With a nearly mechanical stiff movement, he walked straight to the exit of the restaurant.

He must do this. Only in this way can he maintain the exact same tone of movement as everyone around him.

The workers who dine in this restaurant, without exception, are all clones produced from the culture tank.

On the berth of Pier 264, a giant steel ship worth thousands of meters was quietly docked. The telescopic mechanical fixed pliers with a width of 200 meters expanded to the maximum, and only then could it barely accommodate the huge ship.

This is a battle cruiser that has just been assembled.

As soon as he walked into the core control room of the warship, Su Hao seemed to have a roller pulley installed under his feet. He flew towards the central computer on the operating mat, with ten slender fingers, quickly typing on the wide keyboard with agility that was difficult to capture by the naked eye.

Within thirty seconds, he must complete all command inputs. Otherwise, the control terminal that manages the operation of the entire dock will find an exception here, thus completely closing all in and out channels.

Camouflage, basic operations of warships, disguise, application for departure, and then disguise... six super long commands, more than a thousand keyboard hits. To complete them all within the specified time, it is simply unimaginable to ordinary people.
Chapter completed!