"What does this do?"
"That's the controller for steering the ship."
"What about this?"
"That's the accelerator."
"And this one?"
"That's..."
If not for the Magic Crystals John carried, Rambo would have thrown him out right then.
But he needed to distract John and keep him from discovering his sinister intentions.
So Rambo could only wear his rather unpleasant smile and explain their functions offhandedly.
It never occurred to him that John was learning how to operate the ship.
After all, he didn't consider any of this particularly impressive technology.
Practically every space pirate knew how to pilot a ship.
After a day of flying.
The ship landed on a planet.
This was a space outpost that catered specifically to space pirates.
You could even hook up with all sorts of alien females here. Well, that was John's conclusion.
After all, when a creature with a lobster-like head and some of the physical features of an Earth woman appeared before him, he fell silent.
Rambo, however, slipped an arm around the alien woman's waist with practiced ease, even though she stood a head taller than him.
"Get some rest. Long space journeys can be exhausting."
Rambo made a show of teaching John about space travel, while actually whispering in the alien woman's ear about how much John was worth.
The woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately promised to drain John dry, in a certain sense.
The two of them, conspiring at full volume, could already see endless riches.
Convinced that John was an innocent little lamb, Rambo went to find an old space pirate friend.
John took a stroll around the outpost.
Unlike Niflheim, this place fit perfectly with an Earthling's fantasies about alien races.
He saw a blue-skinned man drinking. When the man noticed John, he barked irritably,