Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

Not long after, the rice cooker made a dinging sound.

Xia Zhihui took two copies and sent them to the Star Dome Train.

Walter put down his paintbrush and was about to cook, but when he saw him coming over with a dinner plate, he smiled.

"The ingredients you left in the kitchen last time have been eaten, and I'm ready to go to the warehouse to move new ingredients."

"I didn't expect you to come back tonight."

"Is there any progress related to the star core now?"

Xia Zhihui scratched the back of his head and said.

"There is progress. After communicating with Silver Wolf last time, I quickly came up with an idea."

"I estimate that we will be able to find the specific location of the star core tonight."

"But I still don't have any ideas on how to leave Ket."

"After all, the planet's heavy armor can arm the entire Keter planet. I don't know how to break through its blockade."

Turning his head to look at Keter Star outside the window, Walter smiled again.

"This is simple."

"You still don't know enough about the forces in the galaxy. After you solve the star core, let me solve the planet heavy armor."

Xia Zhihui asked curiously.

"Uncle Yang, are you planning to take action yourself?"

"Just tear this steel sky into pieces?"

Walter took the dinner plate, put it on the table, adjusted the glasses on the tip of his nose and said.

"Although my strength is not bad in this galaxy, it is not to the point where I can defeat the heavy armor of a planet alone."

"After all, I'm not the envoy yet."

"And even if you are an envoy, you have to be a being with monstrous combat power like the Lord of Destruction Foe Feng to be able to defeat this planet's heavy armor alone."

"You just need to deal with the star core. I have a way to deal with the planet's heavy armor."

Xia Zhihui was curious, but Walter didn’t know, so he didn’t plan to continue asking.

He basically maintained 100% trust in Walter, a reliable adult male.

After all, not everyone can do sit-ups between life and death.

Pam didn't know when she came to the dining car. She put down the kettle and headed straight for the table.

Bang!

Pam fell.

Pam blushed.

Click!

Xia Zhihui took photos.

Pam stared up at him.

Xia Zhihui, who didn't want to be complained by the conductor, decisively chose to teleport away and returned to the company in another world.

While he was chatting with Walter, March 7 and Xing had already divided the stewed rice in the rice cooker.

When Xia Zhihui came back, he sat down at his seat and started eating. He glanced at it before eating and found that it was divided evenly.

After a delicious dinner, he took another star train and handed all three rice cookers to Walter without saying a word, and then hurriedly sent them back to the other world company, taking the stars with him in March. Qi and Danheng went shopping.

Last night he had already circled a preliminary location on the map.

Combined with the weird technology tree pointed out in City No. 7, according to his analysis, the star core is probably in the scientific research center of Yudian Group.

Because Liberty Group purchased its supercomputing chips from Yudian Group, and he had not found the source of Shencai Group’s supercomputing chips. If nothing else, they were probably from the same source as Liberty Group.

Rather than checking out the location of the star core, this time it was more about confirming the answer in his mind.

It's half past six in the afternoon, the rush hour for get off work.

On the parallel train in City 7, the subway was packed with tired passengers.

People were looking for armrests to lean on, otherwise they would lean against the wall. Only those who were lucky could sit in a position to give their bodies a short rest.

Some were wearing suits and leather shoes, with white-collar workers flashing glasses, and some were wearing casual clothes, wearing headphones, holding a bottle of nutritional supplements in their mouths, with flushed faces. They were young people who were about to go to a party with friends. Some of them were crying with bruised noses and swollen faces, their clothes were in tatters, and their prosthetics were badly damaged, as if they had just experienced a war.

The carriage is filled with noisy sounds, as people deal with the voices of their families and clients, the music playing on their mobile phones, the squeaking sound of mechanical prosthetic limbs lacking lubricant, and the hum of the subway.

These sounds are intertwined, unique and noisy in ordinary daily life.

In this unfair City No. 7, even office workers with stable jobs are struggling to survive.

Under the lights of the parallel train station, everyone's shadow is lengthened and projected on the walls of the carriages, crowded and bustling.

Xia Zhihui and his three friends were naturally crowded in the crowd, but the place where they got on the bus was a residential area with a lot of traffic, so they found a spot.

Even though the work content of this group of people was very different from his previous life, he was still filled with emotion when he saw this group of office workers.

In my last life, I didn't go to visit the great places of my motherland, nor did I do any big things that made me famous.

Just because I was groggy from working overtime, I was inexplicably transported to this world.

At first I thought it was a dream, but what kind of dream can last for more than 20 years?

Even if he was given a chance to go back now, he would not go back.

Counting only the lifespan of his soul, he is only in his forties now, close to fifty.

Half of the memories in life are in the snow-covered lower area of ​​Belloberg.

But what accompanied him for more than twenty years was not only the suffering and coldness of the lower class, but also the irritable and bold girl and the gentle and patient dean.

Although I don't know how, I got myself a childhood sweetheart, or even a child bride.

But life is like a river, let it take its course and you will be safe and beautiful.

But now he has finally seen the light of day. Belloberg's star core crisis is over. The lower area has reconnected with the upper area. Even Belloberg is still communicating with Luofu and Interstellar Peace Company. Interstellar power exchange.

As for himself, he finally got his wish and boarded the star train and became a member of the passengers in the galaxy.

I have been to Dimeng Star, to Luofu, to the Envoy, to the Star God, to the stars in the sky, and to the boundless desert.

Although I was temporarily trapped on the Ket planet, I found a way out.

Seeing life getting better step by step, why would he want to go back?

Just looking at these ordinary office workers, I seem to see myself in the past.

He looked at the group of office workers in a daze, while March Qi was biting his ears with Xing.

"Look at Xia Zhihui."

"I saw it, what's wrong?"

"Do you think he envies these office workers?"

"It seems like, why?"

"I think he would rather stay in Beloberg, stay by Xi'er's side, and be a teacher in Spark School than travel among the stars."

"Ah? Then why..."

"Of course it's for the people of Beloberg. If he doesn't stand up, can you expect others to help Beloberg explore the way to other worlds first?"

"You have to know that this guy can carry a lot of supplies through different worlds. The transportation volume of one person is equivalent to a fleet."