After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

Author: Wasabi Cat Who Loves Sweets

Introduction:

[There is a female lead, but she doesn't join the Starry Sky Train and is only marginally connected to the main storyline.]

Spah travels to the Star Iron world and, by chance, gains the ability to "replay the past," which leads him to join the Interstellar Peace Corporation.

In just a few years, Spa has achieved both fame and fortune, and is only one step away from becoming one of the "Ten Hearts of Stone".

but……

My ambition is to reach the stars and the sea, and to live a life of swift justice and vengeance!

Taking advantage of a tragic incident, Spare submitted his resignation to Diamond. From then on, the debt collector of [Guardian] became the pursuer of [Hunter].

His legend is etched on the bountiful battlefields of hunting. His monument stands tall on the snowy plains of Yalilo.

He is a legend of Punk Lord's rebirth and a permanent honored guest of the Immortal Boat Alliance.

Spare, single-handedly with a gun, made the Antimatter Legion and the Abundant Fel so fearful that they dreaded even in their dreams!

……

Estelle: That's the story of Spa-gege. He's really amazing!

Feixiao: I object! Your description is too conservative. I can't beat Spa at all.

Robin: Spa's skills are really hard to describe... Anyway, I'd like him to be a guest at my concert!

Silver Wolf: I want to play games with Spa...hehehe

[Memory], [Preservation], [Hunting]... Three intertwined destinies lead to the starry river!

Chapter 1 I quit my job a long time ago

"Caught! That company lackey the Fool mentioned!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Burn him alive! Let the believers of Cuanhu also taste the bitterness of destruction!"

The savage voice exploded in Spa's ears, mixed with the scorching heat of flames, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Spah smelled the stench of saltpeter. It was pitch black in front of him, and he could only make out the outline of the speaker through the gaps in the burlap sack.

The man was two meters tall and had a spiky hairstyle. At first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary thug.

Strangely, the opponent's palm was burning with orange flames, which grew stronger and stronger as he fiercely grabbed at Spa.

Spah bit his lip, feeling the heat gradually approaching, scorching his cheeks, and sweat dripping down, only to evaporate quickly.

How could I let you... just bump into me like that!

Although Spa was tied to a chair and his head was covered by a sack, he never wanted to be controlled by others and instinctively dodged to the right.

As he dodged, Spa activated the power of his destiny, his pupils flashing with golden light that pierced through the gaps in the sack, clearing his dark vision.

He found himself in a warehouse, surrounded by nothing but gray walls and pillars.

There were a dozen or so thugs standing inside, wearing brightly colored short-sleeved shirts and with their hair dyed seven different colors. However, what Spah cared about most were the flames on their bodies.

The flames were of various colors, like the products of a chemical experiment, but Spah vaguely sensed the power of the destiny of [destruction].

Ha... the Extinction Gang?

It's that action that's so low-level, it's not even as good as a one-year-old child smashing a vase... so much so that even their own Star God doesn't bother to give it a second glance. Isn't it just a clown organization?

Spall sneered inwardly, about to say something sarcastic, when he saw the spiky-haired leader lean in close, his head pressed against the sack:

"Don't try to hide! You hypocritical beast from the Interstellar Peace Corporation!"

"Hiding? I just thought your hands were dirty."

Despite his displeasure at the hedgehog-headed man's threat, Spah, by nature carefree, yawned and said casually:

"Just a friendly reminder, I quit my job thousands of years ago... Did your Obliteration Village just get internet access?"

Spall made a sarcastic remark, but his body was not idle. He twisted his wrists and moved his fingers, slowly untying the ropes behind him.

Once I'm free... I'll give you all a punch!

Spall rolled his eyes, and in a flash, half of the rope was untied. But just then, his pocket suddenly started to vibrate.

Woohoo...

woo woo woo...

That was the sound of a cell phone call.

In an instant, both the hedgehog-headed man who was about to burn people and Spah who was planning to retaliate stopped what they were doing.

However, the action only paused for a brief two seconds before the spiky-haired man suddenly reached into Spa's pocket and pulled out his phone.

Bang bang!

Spall saw the hedgehog-headed man grip his phone firmly, slam it heavily onto the concrete ground, then raise his thumb and press the hands-free button.

[Spago! Spago-nii!]

Spah heard the girl's clear voice coming through the microphone, raised an eyebrow, but his tone was as languid as if he had just woken up:

"Estella... I'm still busy with the interrogation. If it's not urgent, I'll tell you after I finish."

[Brother Naspar, please finish quickly! The Black Tower isn't at the space station, I'm frantic with worry...]

Estella grew increasingly anxious, but before she could finish her sentence, her voice abruptly stopped.

Spall saw the hedgehog-headed man press the hang-up button with his finger, and with a snap, the once-perfect phone instantly shattered into pieces.

"Aista from the Black Tower Space Station... Ha! She's the daughter of a company executive. You dare to say you're not a company dog?"

The spiky-haired man's face contorted. For some reason, his eyes were bloodshot, and orange flames spread from his arms as he swung a hammer straight at Spah's face.

Unlike last time, this time the flames expanded by a full circle, and the heat waves alone caused the concrete ground to crack and scatter debris.

There's nowhere... to hide!

Seeing the fiery fist approaching, Spa showed no fear. Instead, he curled the corners of his mouth and a golden energy shield appeared before him.

Ouch!

The fiery fist struck the energy shield squarely, but it didn't cause the slightest ripple. Instead, the spiky-haired guy was forced back several steps by the recoil.

"That puppies you're protecting, they're as hard as turtles!"

The spiky-haired man cursed and took four or five steps back, but still couldn't stand firm and was about to fall to the ground.

How could Spall possibly give up this opportunity?

With lightning speed, he flipped the chair in half, and before the knot on his hands could be loosened, he darted into the hedgehog-headed man's arms and stretched out his right leg.

Snapped!

The hedgehog-headed creature tripped and fell flat on its back, landing heavily on the ground.

Before he could even stand up, Spa stomped on the other man's forehead, flattening his spiky hair and causing him to foam at the mouth.

He wasn't done with just one stomp; he kept stomping until the other person was stomped into the concrete.

"Ah, it's so fragile... I thought you were a player of the game, and you especially liked other people's feet."

Spall yawned, glanced around, and raised an eyebrow as he watched the Annihilation Gang members gather around him.

He twisted his waist slightly and kicked out several times.

The four members of the Annihilation Gang fell backward, tracing an arc in the air. Until they lost consciousness, only one thought remained in their minds:

So...so fast!

With their partner falling, the remaining members of the Annihilation Gang did not retreat. Instead, they raised their fists and feet and charged at Spa.

Upon seeing this scene, Spah couldn't help but marvel at the ferocity of the Annihilation Gang, but despite his admiration, he couldn't help but lose interest.

Sigh, I thought there might be some tough opponents... Looks like I won't be making any money from the bounty.

As Spah was thinking this, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

Before long, the warehouse door creaked as it was pushed open, and countless members of the Annihilation Gang poured in. If you counted them carefully, there were as many as sixty or seventy of them.

However, Spa didn't take these people seriously.

But the next second, he saw the Annihilation Gang retreat to both sides, and a thin young man walked out.

The young man was wearing a blue leather jacket, and his white hair lay limply on top of his head.

What's puzzling is that the other person was wearing a pair of black sunglasses, making him appear from a distance like a blind person who had lost his sight.

Akash the Tuner... one of the four children of the Grand Duke of Hellfire!

Spall recognized the young man at a glance, then raised his eyebrows, his previously lazy expression instantly vanishing.

He understood that, despite Akash's appearance as a disabled person, he actually possessed the power to devastate the entire planet.

"Seriously, how come you can't even handle one company employee...Aren't you all just too useless?"

Akash's lips moved, emitting a voice that sounded both like a man and a woman. He gently flicked the dust off his body with his palm, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he flicked out several blue sparks.

Swish!

The Annihilation Gang members who had surrounded Spa were once full of energy, but now they were all reduced to ashes.

After executing his men, Akash acted as if nothing had happened, twisting his waist to get closer to Spa, and licking his lips through the sack:

"Just as that fool said, the company's P42, the debt collector Spa, is a tough nut to crack."

"Right now, I'm just a bounty hunter chasing after death."

Feeling Akash's heat, Spah's voice gradually grew louder.

He considered himself to have a good temper, but Spall really didn't want to give these bastards from the Extinction Gang, who treated human life like dirt.

"Many hunters wanted to take my head, but in the end, they all turned into charred remains."

"Because they are not me!"

"Ha, you think you can take me? Your hands are still tied."

Akash said coldly, his throat slightly open, shooting out flames.

Spall smiled but didn't speak, his fingers moving rapidly behind his back. In front of his fingertips was a purple panel.

Seeing that Spah did not respond, Akash lost his patience and raised his fist, unleashing a burst of blue flames.

The terrifying heat caused afterimages to appear in the air.

At this moment!

Ring ring! Ring ring...

The phone rang.

This time, however, the sound didn't come from Spa's phone, but from Akash's pocket.

Akash withdrew his attack, took out his phone, and held it to his ear.

The next second, he looked at Spa and his expression changed drastically.

Chapter 2 The Rogue's Melancholy Blues

Hello, I'm Spa.

The voice coming from the phone was slightly hoarse after being processed, and you could only tell that it was a man on the other end.

Akash's expression changed slightly; his originally pale face turned bluish-purple, and he pursed his lips, staring intently at the chair in front of him.

Spa was still strapped to the chair.

He wore a burlap sack over his head, his head bowed, and he could barely breathe, let alone talk on his phone, as if he were dead.

Who is on the other end of the phone...?

Surely it wasn't an out-of-body experience?

Akash felt a chill run down his spine. As a believer in destruction, he wasn't afraid of death, but the unknown was far more terrifying than death itself.

Despite his fear, Akash took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and said coldly: