Birds of a Feather

There were all kinds of aliens and species in the universe.

Star-Lord had tried quite a few races already, so naturally, he had certain thoughts about the "beautiful" Sovereign High Priest.

Other than her somewhat unappealing color, the High Priest's other qualities were quite good. But wasn't it just a color? What color of woman had Star-Lord not tried before?

Ahem, that was getting off track. Ever since Star-Lord had met Gamora, he felt that he had turned over a new leaf. Now, Gamora was the only one in his heart. After sensing Gamora's gaze, he stopped discussing primitive methods of reproduction with the High Priest and put on a serious expression, looking like a respectable man.

"The mission is complete. We'll be leaving now."

Star-Lord spoke with a stern face. Drax escorted Nebula, and the group left the Sovereign palace.

"Hehe, we'd better leave quickly, or we won't be able to leave at all."

Once aboard the ship, Rocket placed little Groot the Tree Man on his shoulder and spoke with a wicked grin.

"I was thinking the same thing."

Star-Lord raised an eyebrow and revealed the exact same smile.

"Hey, don't tell me you also..."

"Also? Looks like we did the same thing?"

Rocket stuck out his tongue and licked his hand, speaking indifferently. "Who told them to make their stuff so easy to steal?"

Birds of a feather flocked together. Star-Lord and Rocket were truly kindred spirits, and Gamora beside them was left utterly speechless by their conversation.

They stole them just because they were easy to steal?

What kind of freaks were in this team?

"Sovereign energy batteries can still fetch a huge sum on the black market."

Rocket said without concern, "Besides, we helped them solve a huge problem. If all we got was a