I, Ye Deng, am an intelligence dealer codenamed "Tian Ping" in the interstellar black market. I have worked for thirty years and earned enough pension. I finally washed my hands of my family and organized a grand "funeral" for myself. I am going to go farming in a certain agricultural planet with beautiful mountains and rivers incognito. Everyone in the galaxy knows that the profit-seeking "Libra" who was able to sell the color of the Imperial Marshal's underwear for a sky-high price is dead. I drove my little broken spaceship, carried my small vault, and even thought about the name of the orange space cat I would raise after retirement. As a result, on the first day of retirement, before the interstellar sweet beans I planted sprouted, a missing person notice went viral——Looking for: Ye et al. Reward: One resource star. Posted by: Marshal of the First Interstellar Legion, Klein. Me: "..." This crazy critic, I sold him dirty information about his work for love three years ago and vowed to crush me to ashes. What is he doing to me now? Surrender? Immediately afterwards - the reward: the whereabouts of "The Balance". Reward: A pirate fleet. Posted by: Redbeard Pirate King. Commission: Find the "balance". Remuneration: Negotiable to meet all requirements. Publisher: An unspeakable organization. Overnight, the whole universe was looking for me. My little pension for farming is like a joke in front of these bounties. Only then did I remember that before I retired, I was so cheap that I packed up and took away the keys to the core database hidden by the three giants in the galaxy... I just said that I seemed to have forgotten something! ;´Д` Now, it is impossible to farm, and I can only be forced to go back to my old job, being hunted by the entire galaxy, stirring up troubles, and adding a few more zeros to my retirement plan. Only,
