Celestial Ego (Second Update)

"Rest assured, Mr. Carmen. Since we took this job, there's no reason for you to step in. It's just a minor problem. I'll have it sorted out in a moment."

Star-Lord vowed confidently.

Getting paid to do a job was the most basic code of the Ravagers. If Jerry had to act personally, wouldn't that be a slap in the face for him as captain?

However, just as he finished speaking, a tremendous explosion suddenly came from outside. All the Nova Corps combat aircraft behind them were blown up in an instant.

"Mr. Carmen, was that you?"

Seeing all the red dots representing the Nova Corps combat aircraft behind them vanish from the virtual screen, Gamora immediately turned back to Jerry.

Jerry shook his head, looking utterly innocent.

"Not me!"

"Then what was it?"

Rocket suddenly cried out from the front.

"A tiny little person!"

Drax held up his pinky in front of his eyes.

"You idiot, he's just a little far away from us. Don't you know the basic principle that things look smaller from far away and larger up close?"

Star-Lord looked at Drax in disbelief.

He had thought he was already woefully uneducated, but Drax was even worse than him.

"Don't make fun of me, or I'll have Rocket throw my shit under your pillow."

Drax first looked annoyed, then seemed to be amused by his own words and burst into hearty laughter.

Star-Lord's mouth twitched. He was beginning to doubt whether forming the Guardians of the Galaxy had been the right decision after all.

Ignoring Star-Lord and the others' bickering, Jerry extended a trace of his mental power and revealed an imperceptible smile. He knew the fish had taken the bait.

As the spaceship moved forward, the tiny person Drax had mentioned finally came into clear