Some Big Shots Like Your Type

"Who are you?"

Wuma Xiu wiped away his tears, his voice soft and gentle, with a nasal tone from just waking up.

Hey-hey.

He silently applauded himself in his heart.

Look, look, everyone come and see, how's his acting? He's completely mastered his confidante's pitiful act. Tears come on cue, trembling starts on cue.

The young man couldn't tell at all that the person in front of him was acting.

He only saw a terrified little guy huddled in the corner of the bed, his eyes red-rimmed, clumsily wiping away tears with his sleeve, so pitiful that he wanted to give him everything he had to comfort him.

"My surname is Qin, and my full name is Qin Jiu. Don't be afraid, we've probably been captured by Space Pirates. Luckily, there's no one else at home except for my cat, otherwise they would be frantic right now."

Qin Jiu said this.

"Qin Jiu? The wine in wine?" Wuma Xiu asked.

"Yes. God of Wine's wine. And yours?"

Qin Jiu nodded, a faint smile appearing on her pale face.

Wuma Xiu pondered the words "God of Wine" over and over in his mind.

What does it mean to emphasize this so deliberately?

As the god of God of Wine This Venerable, he has no recollection of creating Creation or protecting any race like Goddess of Beauty has.

This child was probably just given this name by an elder in his family who believed in God of Wine.

Wuma Xiu made up his mind, and a Shengsheng smile appeared on his face, "My Xiaojiu, the number nine."

Alright, from now on, he is the God of Wine, Xiaojiu.

The number "nine" is a homophone for "wine," making it a perfect match.

As for why Xiaojiu and not Xiao Jiu, it's simply because her name already contains the character for "wine."

Qin Jiu, Xiaojiu.

No matter how you look at these two names, his sounds like a counterfeit God of Wine.

Sure enough, he wasn't very good at choosing names.

"Xiaojiu, it seems we're quite destined for each other."

Qin Jiu slowly moved to Wuma Xiu's bedside, as if afraid of startling the little guy who had just finished crying. He sat down on the edge of the bed and comforted him:

"Don't be afraid, I don't think they intend to harm us. Let's just wait for them to appear and then act accordingly."

Wuma Xiu buried half his face in the pillow, only revealing his still-wet eyes, and nodded obediently.

He hadn't expected this person to be so rational.

Just as Qin Jiu had predicted, the cabin door was pushed open from the outside only ten minutes after they woke up.

Old Chen and Old Li walked in one after the other.

They had already watched the two men's reactions on the surveillance footage.

They were very satisfied with the reaction of the person who called himself Xiaojiu.

This timid little guy will obey if you scare him a little; he's the easiest to control.

Qin Jiu, on the other hand, was a bit of a problem. He looked sickly, like a medicine cabinet that might fall apart at any moment, but after waking up, he was calm and composed, and was able to calmly comfort his companion.

You have to keep a close eye on this kind of person, otherwise they might cause you some trouble at any time.

If they accidentally escape, the Federation will be notified.

They're in trouble.

"You two are awake. Let's talk."

Old Chen closed the cabin door behind him and stood with Old Li in front of Wuma Xiu's bed, watching the two people who had just woken up.

The two of them paused for a moment when they saw Wuma Xiu.

Old Li snapped out of his reverie, coughed lightly, and took over the conversation, saying:

"You two have been awake for a while now, so you must have come to terms with reality. That's right, once you're on our ship, we can't just let you off easily. But don't worry, we're not some wicked villains, and we won't harm you."

"Can you let us leave? My family is very poor, and I have no relatives. I can't give you Star Coins."

Wuma Xiu burrowed his face deeper into the pillow, leaving only his Shengsheng eyes visible.

His words made Old Chen and Old Li even more satisfied.

They were poor and had no one at home. To most people, their situation would be extremely dire, but to them, it was a perfect commodity tailor-made for them.

The absence of family members means there's no way to investigate.

Not investigating means there will be no future troubles.

What they fear most is the kind of troublesome situation where someone is kidnapped and then the Federation tracks them down based on a police report filed by the family.

"Xiaojiu, right? It's okay if you don't have any Star Coins at home."

Old Chen bent down, trying his best to make his smile look kind, but the expression squeezed out of his scarred face was a far cry from "kind".

"As long as you cooperate with us, we guarantee you'll live a life of luxury and have whatever you want. But the condition is that you have to be honest."

"I don't want any of this, I just want to leave."

Wuma Xiu continued to tremble, this time wrapping the blanket around himself even tighter, as if he felt utterly insecure.

Seeing this, Qin Jiu propped herself up on the edge of the bed and stood up.

He coughed several times, his pale face flushing an unnatural red. He finally managed to stop, then stepped in front of Wuma Xiu's bed, shielding the little guy curled up behind him.

"Xiaojiu Jiu is still young. If you want to do anything, come at me. Let him go. I'll cooperate with you."

Old Chen and Old Li exchanged a glance and burst out laughing at the same time.

Old Li shook his head and held up one finger, waving it:

"Your Qin Jiu, right? You probably don't know what Space Pirates greatest strength is."

"Greedy."

Old Chen picked up the conversation, and laughter echoed in the cabin.

"It doesn't matter if it's small; some big shots like this kind. Even if they don't, we can raise it for a few more years; it'll be more valuable when it grows up. You want us to put away a cash cow that's already in our hands? Put what away?"

The duck is already in our mouths, how could we possibly let it escape?

"You want to sell us to others like commodities?" Qin Jiu questioned.

"Of course. But before that, our boss needs to personally take a look."

Wuma Xiu trembled as he climbed off the bed, his legs swaying as if they were weak before he could stand up.

He clutched the hem of his clothes, appearing outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and raised his face, declaring, "I am a follower of God of Wine...! If you really do this, he will Divine Punishment!"

Old Chen and Old Li exchanged a glance and burst out laughing at the same time.

God of Wine?

It's true that the Gods have been revived, but with millions of believers and mountains of prayers, if every one of them had to be answered, wouldn't the Gods be busier than overworked office workers?

"Heh, God of Wine? If he really would respond to you, then you might as well let him come."

"Really? Then it's a deal."

Wuma Xiu suddenly stopped shrinking back and calmly said this sentence.

Old Chen and Old Li's laughter caught in their throats at the same time.

For some reason, even though the little one in front of them had just finished crying, they suddenly felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured into their hearts, their spines were cold, and even the soles of their feet were radiating cold air.

But in the blink of an eye, the other person was trembling again.

Perhaps they misread it?