The Tarks Territory

Author's Note: Unedited Chapter

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"We were informed by our superiors to be on the lookout for any spacecraft that looks similar to this," One of them suddenly voiced out.

Gustav maintained his bubbly tone as he replied, "Is your superior looking to buy one of these space birds? I'm selling at a discount."

"Ermm... where did you get this?" One of the space travel inspectors asked while another held onto a device that scanned the sphere-shaped spacecraft. 

"Off the Indran glacial star, abandoned," Gustav responded once more.

"Nothing sweeter than hauling a free loot and getting rich off of it. Hahaha," The tension reduced as Gustav kept up with his weird personality.

"Oharkil, it's not the same," The one who was scanning voiced from the side.