Ten minutes later, a suspicious Quill followed the guy who claimed to be his "father" to the lounge of the Spaceship. This is not that he agrees with all of Igo's statements. He is just very hungry, very tired, and he urgently needs a place to rest, that's all.
This guy had lived in the most cunning group of people in the Galaxy for 19 years. He was not one of those silly people who would be willing to kneel down and call any big boss with amazing power. He had his own thoughts. Under the influence of Yondu, although he was very weak, he already had the mindset of a hunter. He never believed that there was something perfect in this world.
It can be said that Quill's overall behavior pattern is no different from that of ordinary Interstellar Pirates except for a trace of conscience.
This is also a valuable life experience gained by a child who was thrown into the pirate pile at the age of 8 and after 19 years of honing and growing up, he became a first-class explorer.
"Let's introduce ourselves first, son. I know you don't believe me, but we have enough time to get to know each other."
Igo sat on the white sofa. The old man seemed to particularly like pure white. He glanced at Quill's tired expression and snapped his fingers: "Mantis, get my child some food and prepare a room for him. Look at him, how tired is he?"
The girl with a cute face and a pair of insect antennae behind him left obediently to prepare food. Only Igo and Quill were left in the lounge. Quill was a little uncomfortable with the conversation between the two people. He seemed to be avoiding Igo's gentle gaze. When he heard Igo's question, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said:
"Well … my name is Quill, my nickname is Star-Lord, I … I should be an Interstellar Explorer, well, sometimes I also guest star as an Interstellar Pirate, uh, that's all."
Quill's previous glib tongue seemed to have lost its usefulness at this moment. Quill wanted to say something more, but in the end, he closed his mouth. When facing Igo, a special emotion dominated his thinking, making him not know what to say.
And Igo seemed to see through Quill's embarrassment. He did not continue on this issue, but talked to Quill about the life of an Interstellar Pirate. To Quill's surprise, Igo had a very clear grasp of the inside door, and there were some things that even Quill himself did not know.
"Ah, you mean Staka, the current Highlord of the Interstellar Pirates. I've seen him before. He's a fallen noble from the Spartan Star Ocean Empire. He looks no different from an Earthling, but he can smash through a city wall with one hand. This guy is a warrior through and through. Of course, the nobles of the Spartan Star Ocean Empire are all good warriors."
Igo reached for the drink handed by his maid, and Quill got his own dinner. To his surprise, it turned out to be a dish from Earth.
Two hamburgers, a Coke, and a milkshake.
He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, this was his favorite food. When his mother was not sick, she would always bring him to eat it on the weekends. Of course, children could not eat too much of this kind of food, so every time Quill would shout and ask for another one, he would always be stopped by his mother.
"Oh, my God."
Quill put aside the plate in his hand. When he was a child, he would not cry no matter how much Yondu beat him up, but when he saw this simple food, tears dripped down his face like water droplets. He reached out and held his forehead, and suddenly, his surging emotions exploded at this moment.
"Oh, my God, oh my God, I forgot what she looked like. How could I do this! Oh my God! Oh my God … "
Igo took a sip of wine and looked at Quill, who was crying with his head down. He stretched out his finger and waved gently. Behind him, the cute girl Mantis, who had not said a word, took a step back, and the halo of the two antennae on her head slowly dissipated.
"Okay, child, don't be sad."
Igor gently patted Quill on the shoulder. "Tell me about your mother," he said softly. "After I left, what happened to her, what happened to you. What happened to you."
Quill shook his head, raised his head, and wiped his tears. To be honest, the outburst of emotions at that moment was particularly strange, but he couldn't sense it because he was in an emotional state, so Igo changed the topic. Like an ordinary old man, he sighed.
"Back then, you were about to be born. Your mother and I were very happy. I wanted to bring her and you to live in my country, where there was no disease, no pain, and I could give you the best education. But unfortunately, she refused. She couldn't let go of her family on Earth, and she had a big fight with me because of this. I left in a fit of anger … Later, later, I got the news of her death."
Igo's eyes were also filled with tears. He looked at Quill.
"Do you know how much I wanted to go back to Earth to see her for the last time? Child … People like me are like a sailor sailing alone on the surface of the sea. No matter how far I go, there will always be a harbor that I miss. But at that time, I began to hate the land that took away the love of my life. I was afraid … Do you know? Child, that fear, the fear of shame … In the end, I could only entrust Yondu to bring you back … "
"Bang!"
At this point, a trace of anger flashed in Igo's eyes, and he slammed his fists on the table in front of him.
"That traitor! That bastard … He dared to run away with my son … I've been here for so many years, and I've never thought about it. What does he want with my son? What does he want with an 8-year-old child? "
"Don't you know?"
The awkward atmosphere between the two was broken by Quill's true feelings just now. Hearing Igo's question, Quill smiled helplessly.
"Because an 8-year-old child can crawl into places that adults can't crawl into. I remember very clearly that 2 months after I arrived at Yondu's place, it was difficult for me to even talk to them. That madman sent me to the Central Bank of the San Carlos Empire and asked me to crawl into the ventilation duct to steal the key to the vault for them … I almost died there."
"Oh, that bitch …"
Igo heard Quill's flat answer, and the pity in his eyes grew even more. He reached out and wanted to touch his son's face, but Quill, who was holding a hamburger and gnawing on it, dodged his hand. But the next moment, Igo's fingers still touched Quill's face.
"Buzz!"
Faint light spots shone on Igo's fingertips, but Quill did not feel any difference. He also did not see the joy in the depths of his father's eyes.
"Phew … my child, it's time to rest."
Igo watched Quill finish eating like a real father. He reached out and patted his son on the shoulder, "Mantis will take you to your room. If you have any" needs "… she can satisfy you."
After that, he gave Quill a strange smile, turned around, and left the lounge humming a song. Quill was very familiar with the song. In his vague memory, his mother's favorite song seemed to be this song … Tears inadvertently blurred his eyes again.
Even Quill himself did not know why he was so sentimental today. Was it really because he met his father?
"Mr. Quill, please come with me."
The good-looking Mantis led Quill into the tidy lounge. Quill opened the door and saw that the interior decoration style was different from that of ordinary starships. It was just like the house on Earth in his memory. He looked back at Mantis with some surprise. As the best starship pilot, he knew very well that it was very extravagant to decorate a starship with limited internal space like this.
Seeing his confusion, Miss Mantis reached out to help Quill take off his coat and explained,
"This is the room that Mr. Igo specially prepared for his son. It's been empty for 19 years … Fortunately, he finally found you."
"Wait!"
Quill felt that Mantis was still trying to help him take off his underwear. This made the prodigal son a little embarrassed, but he was not shy. The last instinct of an Interstellar Pirate still reminded him of the strangeness hidden under the reality of this place, so he more or less retained the last bit of vigilance.
"Then … Is there anything else you need?"
Mantis stared at Quill with her big eyes. The latter suddenly remembered Igo's last sentence. He could not help but look at Miss Mantis's curvaceous body. His gaze lingered on her chest for a moment, and then he rejected her with great willpower.
"No need. I'm very tired. Remember to turn off the lights when you go out. Thank you."
Quill threw his body onto the soft bed. Mantis stayed where she was, somewhat at a loss. But after a moment, a smile appeared on her lips, and she quietly left Quill's room. When she left, she did not forget to turn off the lights for Quill.
A few minutes later, the expressionless Mantis came to Igo's driver's seat. The kind father was sitting in the driver's seat. He stretched out his hand, and Mantis placed a small, almost invisible straw in his hand. There was a trace of Quill's blood in the straw.
Igo put it in front of his eyes and crushed it. He put the blood in front of his nostrils and sniffed it.
"Fuh … I've waited for thousands of years … I've finally waited for him! Quill, my best child … "
"Let's go, Mantis … We should go back! Back to Igo's Star! "
Quill slept soundly until his biological clock faithfully reminded him that it was the next morning. He opened his eyes and looked at the distinctive decorations above his head. Finally, he took a deep breath, sat up from the bed, put on his clothes, and went to the spaceship's living room. As a result, he saw his cheap father, Igo, standing by the porthole with his hands behind his back. He did not know what he was looking at.
"Good morning!"
Dressed in his pajamas, he picked up a drink from the side and greeted Igor. The latter turned his head and smiled at him.
"My child, did you sleep well last night? How was the conversation with Mantis? "
"No, no, no. I slept alone last night."
Quill shook his body a little embarrassedly and said, "I … I'm used to sleeping alone. It helps me maintain … well, maintain my energy!"
"Wow, that's a good lifestyle."
Igo waved his hand at him. "Come here, my son. We're almost at our destination."
Quill was still a little unaccustomed to this form of address, but after yesterday's events, he already somewhat believed it. He walked to Igo's side and saw a large planet that was already very close.
"What's that?"
Quill took a sip of the tasty Cosmic Tea and said to his "father":
"Is that your hometown?"
"Hometown?"
Igo looked at his son with a strange gaze. He smiled and shook his head.
"It seems that your mother didn't forgive me even before she died … She didn't tell you everything about me. That's not my hometown, child … that's me!"
"What do you mean?"
This roundabout conversation left Quill scratching his head. Igo didn't reply. Instead, he raised a hand and stretched it forward. The next moment, Quill's gaze turned sluggish. This was because he saw the light spots on the surface of the planet suddenly shine. Under the influence of some powerful force, they formed a sentence.
"Hello, Quill!"
Then, they quickly reorganized in the form of light spots. "I'm your father, Igo! Welcome home! "
"Bang!"
The Cosmic Tea in Quill's hand fell to the carpet at his feet. He looked at his father in disbelief.
"Wait, if I'm not crazy … You, you mean … you're a planet?"
Igo smiled and nodded. He said in a proud tone, "Yes, my child.
"Yes, my child. I am one of the Gods of the Ancient Universe. This planet is my body. I have a great power that mortals can't imagine. And you … your body also contains the seed of this power!"
He reached out and patted Quill on the shoulder.
"You, my child Quill, I've waited for you for thousands of years … I'm going to give you the best fate I've collected … I'm going to make you a god of the universe!"
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