The Luphomoid originated from a planet in the Andromeda Sima Galaxy. They revered military dictatorship and possessed a fierce, martial culture. After several technological booms and repeated external conquests that expanded their territory, they eventually joined the ranks of advanced civilizations.
Unfortunately, fate played a cruel joke on them. One day, a nightmare-like being descended and destroyed the Luphomoid homeworld. Even the surrounding star systems became a Void Zone.
"Everyone died... except for a group of our people who happened to be away. They survived, but they lost the home they depended on and could only live as drifters."
The blue-skinned Luphomoid child spoke as he sat in a bar within the residential district, his eyes filled with profound sorrow.
His name was Kirk. His father had been a miner in Knowhere and had died in a mining accident years ago. With his skill at repairing power equipment and his own quick wits, the orphaned child had barely managed to survive in the lower mining district.
"I sometimes work as a guide for outsiders. There are no laws here, and it's very chaotic. I know the brokers at the trading centers, as well as the black-market dealers who buy illegal goods."
Kirk looked at Sean, who sat across from him and listened attentively, then solemnly promised, "Sir, whatever you want to buy or sell, I can help you."
"I want to ask around for some information."
Sean smiled faintly.
He had a rather good impression of this Luphomoid child. Kirk was clever and sensible, unlike the usual miners living in the lower mining district, who only knew how to treat outsiders like fat sheep and could not tell when they were out of their depth.
Every year, Knowhere did receive some rookie mercenaries, or ignorant newcomers who had heard a