Just wait for it to bite down.
At this moment, Blaine was in exactly that state. The tenth-level star core was inside that metal ball, right in front of him.
However, Blaine couldn't make a move. Not for any other reason, but because of the hateful settings of the Hunter system.
The system rules had been set long ago. Rice knives obtained through robbery or coercion were either not counted at all or heavily discounted…
For example, if you snatched one hundred million, only a few million could actually be used.
Another example was threatening Tony and asking him to hand over one hundred billion—yet none of that money could be recorded in the Hunter system.
Blaine had thought that this only applied on Earth, and that different rules would apply in space—especially now that he was no longer using rice knives, but another currency entirely: star cores.
However, he never expected the system to be this lazy. What surprised Blaine even more was that even in space, he still had to follow the same set of rules.
…
Now, hidden in the darkness, Blaine stared fixedly at the star core, just like that starving man and that hungry wolf. The food was right there, but Blaine couldn't take a bite. It was as if the entire banquet had been laid out, the little sheep placed before him, yet everything was covered by an invisible glass barrier. Blaine's heart was itching unbearably, and he had the urge to curse his mother.
"Boy, throw it over if you know what's good for you,"
"I can guarantee you won't die."
Blaine found it amusing when he heard this. These Chitauri had to be out of their minds. This definitely wasn't some TV drama dialogue. Any idiot would know they'd kill you the moment they got it.
"What?"
"You don't know me, do you?"
After speaking, the "Earth man" put away the star core, raised a gun of unknown make, and opened his mask.
He even struck a smug pose, as if saying, surprised or not, irritated or not, you didn't expect it to be me.
It was just that this flashy display didn't seem to attract the other side's attention at all.
"Don't know."
Several of them shook their heads in unison.
Blaine seemed to hear something fall to the ground. He guessed it was the "Earth man's" dignity. Hahahahaha.
"All right, all right,"
"Then you'll remember me today,"
"My name is… Star… Lord!"
After finishing the last word, Star Lord struck what he thought was an extremely handsome pose.
"That's right, it's him,"
"Star-Lord, Peter Quill."
Until he saw his face, Blaine still couldn't completely confirm his identity. But once he announced himself, Blaine didn't care anymore—this guy was Quill.
Star-Lord a.k.a Peter Quill, the son-in-law of Thanos, an extremely obnoxious yet hilarious character.
Similarly, Quill, like Blaine, could be considered a Bounty Hunter with very precise positioning—just in a slightly different way. In comparison, Quill was far more formal and professional than Blaine. He had been specially trained by an official institution.
It was also because of him that the later events of the Avengers fighting against Thanos unfolded.
"Oops—"
Blaine had been so absorbed in watching the confrontation between the two groups that he didn't know when it happened. From the place where he was hiding, many small alien creatures suddenly appeared—somewhat resembling lizards, snakes, and the like.
Because all his attention had been on Quill and the Chitauri just now, he hadn't noticed them at all.
Normally, Blaine wouldn't take such things seriously. But when these creatures, even more disgusting than those on Earth, suddenly appeared right beside him, he instinctively exclaimed.
On a planet that had already experienced war, these bizarre creatures were especially easy to breed. It must have been Quill passing through earlier that lured them out.
That involuntary cry was enough to instantly expose Blaine's position.
Boom, boom, boom…
Bang, bang, bang…
Choo, choo, choo—
On such a strange planet, especially in such a terrifying environment, even aliens would be extremely nervous.
Immediately, laser guns and heavy weapons bombarded Blaine's location.
Blaine would never have thought he'd appear in this way. Just because of a few alien bugs. He had just said there would be no accidents—only to be slapped in the face so quickly…
"Well, you guys continue talking,"
"I'll just watch from the side. I won't disturb you."
Blaine scratched his head awkwardly.
Obviously, the opposing side wasn't stupid. With the appearance of an outsider, the atmosphere became even more strange.
"Then… should I leave first?"
Seeing the two groups staring at him intently, Blaine felt a bit embarrassed.
However, when he tried to step away, everyone raised their guns and aimed them at him.
"Oh, you're not letting me go?"
"You're not saying anything either,"
"So what do you want?"
Blaine thought for a moment, and suddenly an idea sparked in his mind.
"Hi, you're Star-Lord, right?"
"The famous Star-Lord—I know you,"
"Peter Quill."
"Huh? How do you know my real name?"
"Are you from Earth too?"
A chip implanted at the back of Quill's neck allowed him to understand alien languages. But just now, when Blaine spoke, the chip didn't even activate, yet he still understood him. It was a "dialect" he hadn't heard in a long time, and a sense of familiarity rose spontaneously.
"I definitely know you,"
"Your name is famous all over the galaxy."
"Oh hahahaha, low-key, low-key,"
"Don't worry, I've got you covered today. No one's touching you."
Uh…
Things seemed to be different from what Blaine had imagined.
Just now, Blaine had planned to take the opportunity to get close to Quill, trick him a bit, and then use helping him deal with the Chitauri as leverage to get the star core.
But Quill was far too narcissistic. Couldn't he tell that Blaine was flattering him? Wasn't it obvious he was putting a high hat on him?
Some people might wonder why Blaine could also understand the aliens. Was it because they all spoke English?
Well, no.
It was because when they were talking earlier, Blaine realized he couldn't understand a word they were saying, so he directly bought a universal language converter from the system mall.
It was a very small earpiece that could freely translate all kinds of languages—whether from aliens, alien beasts, or even the sounds made by small animals.
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