There Is Indeed Something Wrong with My Space Travel

My name is Xu Ning, an ordinary citizen of the earth in the 21st century. The greatest tragedy in life: I was captured by an alien "real estate agent" as a rare specimen, and he also gave me a "brain upgrade". I thought I would spend the rest of my life as an interstellar black worker with no insurance or money, but I didn't expect that the spaceship would be hijacked by space pirates halfway! Seeing that the alien guy who kidnapped me was shot dead, I made a decisive decision and surrendered immediately: "Brother, don't kill me! I can help you optimize your robbery route, analyze the value of the target, and teach you how to reasonably avoid taxes... No, in the universe it should be called reasonable avoidance of interstellar trade management fees!" In this way, I was promoted from "sample" to temporary technical advisor to the pirate group. But I fell into deep thought as I looked at the predator contract they handed over with the "Share Agreement" written on it... Did I sell myself into it?