Kaitai Star Transport 300

It was as if a chill had swept from the top of the man's head all the way down to his tailbone, leaving him stunned and rooted to the spot.

"Passengers, welcome aboard Kaitai Interstellar Transport. This ship is about to depart from the Starport. Please take your seats in the designated areas. This journey involves a warp path. During the trip, you may experience bright lights, dizziness, muttering, hissing, howling, etc. Please rest assured, these are all normal. If necessary, you can open the Magic Scroll on the back of the seat in front of you to assist with breathing and stabilize your mental state..."

Li Aoz unfolded a travel magazine. This trip to the Hunter's Gathering was indeed similar to a vacation. In any case, all the important items were stored in the Dogmatic Spacetime Belt, and a small bag was enough to carry with him.

The travel magazine just featured some star-transportation companies, including the one he was traveling with, Kaitai Interstellar Transport Co., Ltd..

This is an outsider space transportation company, whose parent company is controlled by the first-rate Galaxy Civilization. It doesn't have any inherent advantages, but its low prices attract many passengers. It was introduced by the former White Candle Star government, and this is Li Aoz's first time flying on their spaceship.

As a member civilization of the Narrative-level Civilization, the Galaxy Civilization is a very arrogant civilization, and its employees also appear to be of Galaxy Civilization —their defining characteristic is that they look very long.

They are tall and slender, generally close to 2.3 meters, with long faces and narrow eyes. Their long, white, wispy hair cascades down like a waterfall to their heels because they don't have the habit of tying it up. Their pale golden skin makes them look as noble as immortals.

Of course, this kind of skin is far inferior to the porcelain skin unique to the formal Spirit Race, and their foundation is not deep either.

In his previous life, Li Aoz had been active there. The Galaxy Civilization was a very young and high-profile civilization. They often had an inexplicable arrogance, especially when facing other member civilizations of the "Heroes Empire". They would naturally feel that they were superior to others.

This is not surprising, because the star system of the Galaxy Civilization was Colonies of the "Heroes Empire" for a long period of history. As the empire rose to prominence, their status also rose accordingly.

Of course, although the Galaxy Civilization is a member civilization, they are not considered part of Narrative-level Civilization, but rather appear as henchmen, pawns, and vassals.

The spaceship quickly departed the Starport. Due to its older model, the initial turbulence was quite noticeable, but Li Aoz didn't pay much attention and continued reading to pass the time.

After sailing for a while, Li Aoz had almost memorized the magazine. He was idly scrolling through his terminal. He was currently very lucky with money; he could make money almost any stock he bought. At first, he was quite excited, but he soon got bored.

Since he could make money just by lying down and didn't need to think about anything else for the time being, Li Aoz had no motivation to continue. He leaned back in his chair and suddenly remembered the woman who had switched seats with him earlier.

"The seats by the window might be a bit cold, so please make sure to keep warm."

As Li Aoz waved to a Gallaxy flight attendant. "Hey, hello, could you give me a blanket?"

The Galexi stood in the aisle next to him, looking quite relaxed.

However, despite calling out several times while wearing the translator, the other party did not respond. Li Aoz thought it was a machine malfunction and was about to restart the device when he saw the Gallaxy-Hellenic flight attendant walking towards him.

"Hello, could I have a blanket?"

Before Li Aoz could finish speaking, he saw a flight attendant approach him with a smile and then begin talking to a Steel Elf with metallic skin, "Hello, esteemed passenger, how may I help you?"

Li Aoz stunned; he hadn't even noticed that a High Elf was sitting next to him.

After all, not every High Elf would stoop so low as to become a mercenary at Valkyrie Fortress. Most High Elf are either wealthy or noble, with illustrious ancestral histories.

The young man raised his hand without saying a word, suggesting he might be a rather introverted person.

"Eaz iec ceram" (Eelic: I want an ice cream.)

The Steel Elf guy seemed to have forgotten his translation equipment; he could only keep gesturing.

"Iec ceram, iec ceram..."

The flight attendant had a translator hanging from her ear, but she still listened patiently to the other person's description and immediately said with a smile, "No problem, I'll go get you a copy right away."

The flight attendant gestured to reassure the other party, then turned around, her braid, which dragged on to her heels, almost hitting Li Aoz's face.

"Hey!" Li Aoz immediately called out, "Madam, could you please give me a blanket?"

His voice was loud, startling the Steel Elf guy next to him. The flight attendant had no choice but to glance at him. Seeing that Li Aoz looked like an ordinary person, and his aura was relatively restrained, with no obvious characteristics of a higher civilization, she immediately raised her chin and said coldly and perfunctorily:

"Excuse me, what did you say?"

Li Aoz frowned, but still said, "I would like a blanket. It will be quite cold during the flight. Please get one and give it to the lady on C-198. She has a child with her and needs to keep warm."

"Sorry, I don't understand."

The flight attendant shook her head, the translator on her ear swinging back and forth like a dog bell, the blue light on it flashing continuously, indicating that it was working properly.

Li Aoz glanced at the other person and repeated in Tanas Language, "Blanket."

"(Imperial language) Excuse me, may I ask if you can speak the language of the Narrative Civilization?"

The flight attendant rolled her eyes and said lazily.

Li Aoz frowned. He hadn't spoken the language of the Empire for a long time. After a moment's thought, he said:

"(Tibanese) Please give me a 'carpet'."

"Pfft—"

The flight attendant immediately clutched her stomach and burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing?"

Li Aoz asked, puzzled.

"(In the Empire language) it is 'blanket'—'carpet' is something laid on the floor. If you want a blanket, you should speak a language that the Empire people understand."

The flight attendant chuckled and said:

"(Tiban language) If you don't speak the Tiban word for 'blanket,' then you don't deserve a blanket."

"... You mean your translator can't understand my language?"

Li Aoz narrowed his eyes. He had just spoken in Tanas Language on purpose, and the other party's translator was clearly working properly.

The flight attendant looked completely innocent. "(In Teban) I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what are you saying? My translator is malfunctioning."

This is deliberately making things difficult for oneself.

In his previous life, he worked diligently for the Empire for over two hundred years, never expecting to encounter racial discrimination here, at a cheap star-transfer company.

Upon hearing this, Li Aoz laughed. He grabbed the bewildered Steel Elf next to him and said in fluent Elvish, "Good day, Son of the Steel Court Tree. This Starship Company is rotten. The spaceship's code is probably a mountain of shit. In the name of Queen Saphirino, this flight attendant is also a black raven of Ulisha, full of evil intentions. Not only is her service attitude as foul as the cesspool of rotting corpses in the Resting Place, but she can't even understand a few foreign languages."