SOS CH 13: OBSERVATIONS (Patreon)

On the cold side of the planet, the situation was moving as Morgiana had anticipated and envisioned.

Omis, clad in a heavy Armor that matched his frame, looked at the partially destroyed ship with interest.

Everywhere, small drones were flying and filming the scenes, analyzing the slightest hints to bring forward a reconstruction of the scene.

Next to him, people of different forms moved and busied themselves, forming teams to act independently.

"Captain, we are ready."

Omid nodded, his face still stoic behind his helmet. He may be a bandit but he knew that one needed a certain demeanor to keep inspiring respect.

Thanks to this comportment, his team had always been very efficient, unlike the ragtag group of the other pirates.

"How is the reconstruction?"

"80% complete. Still processing."

"Then we wait. Also, keep the ship running. Be ready to run for your life at any moment."

Omid was strong. He believed in his strength and used it to reach his current standing.

But in the scale of the universe or even this galaxy, he was nothing.

Dorothy and the Emerald City meanwhile were one of the true giants of this galaxy. Trying to fight them without the help of the full 40 thieves would be suicidal.

They needed to make sure no space disturbance was installed around them without them noticing.

Capturing Morgiana was very important so they had to bear the pressure even though it was risky.

"Yes!"

They saluted and continued working, many of them adjusting their weapons and arsenal to pass the time.

Finally, a few minutes later, the reconstruction was complete.

"It's running."

A two-meter-tall woman with only one giant eye in the middle of her forehead swiped on a screen and holographic figures began to appear all around them in Augmented Reality form.

She did not bother wearing her armor as the environment posed no problem for her body.

"After escaping from our pursuit, the Target's ship had been badly damaged, forcing her to land in catastrophe."

Despite how rough her body looked, her voice was surprisingly sweet. This gave a weird feeling of dissonance but it was nothing unbearable.

She pointed at different points and traced the direction until the crash landing place.

"Until then. Nothing particularly special. She got ejected from her ship as expected and was most likely in a coma as her AI companion repaired the damage."

"What generation is the AI?"

"The exact generation is unknown but viewing the response in time of urgency, it's either a very old model or Morgiana placed strict guidelines. Anyway, this is where things start to become interesting."

Omis nodded. In the past, AI caused a great war and because of this, all AI was suppressed to avoid the birth of new sentient ones.

Even then, AI in the current generation had a semi-freedom of action after the Empire concluded the Negotiations with the Father of all True AI.

Gepeto.

Frowning at the memory of the old man, Omis shivered a little and decided to focus on the matter at hand.

The Cyclops woman started walking ahead while following the light of the drone and stopped at a place.

"Here. Someone or something came here. There is no trace of blood but the analysis is absolute."

Omid's eyes twinkled.

"Life?"

They were not able to scan the planet because of a lack of equipment. More importantly, none of them would have ever guessed that such a planet could give birth to true sentient life.

In this world, the number of crazy bastards who would pay even in gold only to obtain a few strange specimens from planets never discovered would be insane.

He immediately signaled his men. To prepare a small team for capture.

Slave business was heavily limited by the empire and this is why it was more rewarding in the black market.

The cyclops ignored the movement of her captain. She knew very well that if they hadn't been pressed for time, they would have raided the whole planet.

On a planet with life. The planet itself was far more than the residents sometimes. After all, natural planets that could hold and nurture life would always be in demand.

"This is where things go a little weird. The reading of the person is hard to keep track of. But the danger level should be relatively low. The density of Dark matter on this planet is low."

Dark matter was everywhere. It was usually invisible to the eyes or any machine for that matter.

But in some cases, some places had a slight "leak" of Dark matter.

The level of this leak would affect the development of the planet and the inhabitants of it.

The more dark matter leaked into a planet, the more pricey it would become.

At the time, when the planet was still untouched, the level of Dark Matter would determine what kind of creatures could be met.

"It seems like Morgiana was able to discuss with the individual. At the very least, there is no sign of combat or flame energy."

"If she was able to communicate, does it mean it's a member from an already known race?"

"Yes."

The interracial communicators were not some almighty machines. They could only use languages already present in the database and extrapolate new variants of the languages in case of a large amount of time between the latest updates.

"Either way this is still huge."

Omid was now sure. He had already made his own plan initially but there was nothing wrong about taking time to confirm what was once nothing but mere suppositions.

"The plan is simple, everyone. Morgiana is a Djinn. But she is simply a Red flame. She will have to reach the bright side of the planet to have a chance to even get some of her power back after wasting everything on healing."


Omid was a djinn himself and he knew very well what Morgiana would need.

With her personality, the chance of her coming at us are extremely low but not inexistent.

So from now, everyone will be in power armor and ready to activate their respective Mecha."

He grinned and patted the ship of Morgiana,

"This is an old series of Mecha so we don't have to worry about anything else."

A disdainful smile was present on his face..he could have never imagined that Alibaba and Morgiana would fall so low.

'it's just trash'

"Honestly, even if she came back I think we can destroy her mecha no problem."

They started laughing out loud. After inspecting the crash sit, it was easy to see that Morgiana lived a very hard life where she had to be frugal and choose her equipment wisely.

"Let's go, everyone."

It was time for them to hunt. At least this was what should have been the plan but —

"Captain! The radar are warning us. Someone is walking towards us. Two people."

Was Morgiana already back? It did not matter. He did not need to think too much about this.

It was time to finally capture her.