2055 First Time on an Alien Planet, Preparing to Do Something

When his sweetheart spoke, Quill immediately fell silent.

Rocket, however, couldn't help but defend himself. "There aren't many left. I've been counting; I took down 73 of them. Big Spoon has already blown up 267. Oh, 269 now. The Sovereign only have a little more than 200 ships left."

Gamora, who had mainly been paying attention to the damage to the spaceship, was stunned. "What?"

Less than five minutes after the battle started, more than half of the Sovereign fighter ships had been taken down. Then… it seemed that they really didn't have to run.

After all, they had managed to survive more than 500 fighter ships, and the damage to their spaceship wasn't bad. The pressure from the remaining 200 or so fighter planes wasn't even 20 to 30% of what it had been initially.

If Luke's marksmanship continued to be so good, the remaining Sovereign fighter ships would only last… three to four minutes?

Gamora couldn't help but ask, "Big Dipper, can you keep going?"

High-precision shooting consumed a lot of mental and physical energy, and the accuracy would plummet when it reached a limit. Gamora felt that it was better to ask and be clear.

Luke said calmly, "No problem."

Everybody was relieved.

After interacting with him for the past few days, everybody had a rough understanding of his personality.

He didn't say much, but he was very straightforward.

Whether it was learning how to pilot a spaceship or modify weapons, he didn't pretend to understand and he didn't brag.

He and Quill were polar opposites.

If Quill said that it was fine, then there might be a problem.

If Luke said it was fine, then it really was.

Sure enough, as the number of Sovereign fighter ships rapidly dwindled, the spaceship no longer had to run like crazy.

Their flight became much more stable, and Luke's shooting accuracy increased once more.

Rocket regained his footing and started shooting again.

Bright yellow energy bullets flew, and the Sovereign fighter ships behind them exploded nonstop.

Two minutes later, Rocket burst out laughing. "Hahaha, want to hunt me down? You're all done for now!"

Quill said again, "You only took down 102 ships. You didn't do much."

Rocket paused for a moment before he roared, "Well, I blew up at least 100 of them, and you didn't take down any."

"If it wasn't for my flying, would you have been able to blow up those ships?" Quill immediately roared back.

Rocket: "If you were as good as I am at flying, I would be able to hit 50, no, 100 more."

Quill: "Pfft, you talk big!"

Rocket: "If you dare, I'll fly the ship next time and you can do the shooting. If you can't hit 100, you… you won't get a girlfriend."

Quill said, "You're on. Next time, if the spaceship gets hit, you'll zip your mouth for a week."

Rocket: "Fine, let's go."

Quill said, "Let's go, I'm not scared of you."

Everybody was lost for words. What two childish kids.

A moment later, Luke said, "Quill, we probably don't need to head to the jump point. We still need to restock supplies."

Quill, who had been cursing the raccoon, came back to his senses. The spaceship did a 180-degree turn. "Haha, I forgot, I forgot. Sorry. Big Spoon, what do you want to buy? I promise I'll get it for you."

Rocket: "You pauper, do you have money?"

Quill was furious. "I don't. Do you?"

Rocket chuckled. "No, but Big Spoon told me to find an opportunity to… mmf."

Luke covered his mouth.

Luke hurriedly said, "Rocket said he'll be my guide and take me for a look around the supply planet."

As he spoke, he gave the little raccoon a meaningful look, and Rocket smiled awkwardly. "That's right. Also, I'll look for a buyer for the Anulax batteries."

In fact, Rocket and Luke had long planned to use the Anulax batteries as bait.

When they were on the supply planet, they would specially look for shops that liked to pull scams.

It was perfect!

Gamora rolled her eyes. She looked at Quill, who was also chuckling, and could only shake her head helplessly.

She wasn't stupid.

How could a man who hung around with Quill and Rocket be an upright person? Heh, these three guys were definitely ready to do something big.

However, she couldn't keep an eye on them all the time.

Quill and Rocket's bottom lines were pretty low, but they wouldn't go so far as to kill someone for their belongings. She would just let them be.

After all, they had been on the ship for so long and were bored. It was unrealistic to expect them to be obedient once they got off.

As long as they didn't go off to look for those shady women in a certain line of work, it was fine.

…

Half an hour later, the spaceship landed on the supply planet.

Luke, Rocket, Groot Jr., Drax and Mantis went to the market.

Gamora and Quill stayed back on the spaceship. Otherwise, they would have bought everything, but would be down one ship.

This place was just that chaotic.

And that was precisely why Luke, Rocket and Quill decided to come here.

It was also for this reason that everybody unanimously decided to buy the supplies they needed first and bring them back before taking turns to go out and wander around.

The supplies should last them three days, which was plenty of time.

Before they left, the three trash guys winked at each other.

This was Quill hinting to Luke and Rocket to go all out.

Whether they ate meat or porridge for the next few months would depend on how big a fish they could catch in the next few days.

Drax led the way with Mantis. Rocket and Luke were behind them, and Groot Jr. rode on Luke's shoulder.

While Rocket corrected the two simpletons in front of them when they went the wrong way, he also gave Luke a rough idea of the situation here.

Rocket didn't come here often, and it would take some time to find a big fish.

Luke observed the strange aliens around him.

Some looked similar to human beings, some didn't.

There were red-skinned and yellow-skinned people here – adding Gamora to the mix, it was traffic lights come to life.

It also wasn't rare to see blue-colored skin, or the classic cool trio of black, white and gray.

Including the purple-skinned Thanos and the gold-skinned Sovereign, these various alien races really were like the Calabash Brothers.

And that was just in terms of color.

Some were half-machines, some had sharp ears and monkey cheeks, some were covered in ice, and some were black all over – they could be considered mutant types.

As for weird hairstyles like bald, two-toned, waves and mohawks, they were everywhere.

Luke looked around, but couldn't find any men close to Quill's level.

No wonder Quill was able to catch Gamora's eye – the men on this lawless planet were too ugly.

Also, most of the aliens smelled like biochemical weapons, and Luke had to dial Sharp Nose down to the lowest setting.

If any two individuals here with 'over average' 'body odor' boarded the swallow spaceship, nobody would be able to hang around the cockpit.

Given this sort of personal hygiene, Gamora had definitely chosen Quill after careful consideration.

Inferior looks and scary odors aside, law and order here was beyond Luke's expectations.

Fights, theft, fraud and robbery were common, but there was no such thing as huge battles or carnage.

Clearly, the party in charge here did still intimidate people.