Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

The space capsule was thrown out and after a slight explosion, a silver shuttle-shaped spaceship appeared in front of him. It had smooth lines and a cool appearance. Before Song Qiao could take a closer look, Nineteen carried him into the spaceship.

As if in pursuit of excellent speed, the interior of this spacecraft is very small, with only a cockpit and functional cabins.

Song Qiao was placed in the passenger seat by Nineteen, and she sat in the driver's seat next to Song Qiao.

After a while of clicking, the coordinates were entered, and the spacecraft started.

Without any vibration, Song Qiao only saw the spacecraft break through the thick clouds, fly out of the frozen planet, and enter the boundless starry sky. Then, a colorful channel appeared in front of her eyes. It flashed a few times. She closed her eyes uncontrollably. When she opened them again, she held her breath due to shock.

That is……

A huge blue planet revolves around the star. Outside the planet, there are three light pillars, like arms, grabbing three smaller satellites.

The three satellites have different colors and rotate around the star together with the planet.

Countless spaceships of all kinds have landed on space stations outside the planet, or directly on satellites.

Song Qiao saw no fewer than ten spaceships that were about the same size as Salo's.

They have different shapes, but they are all full of power and technology.

The little shuttle they were sitting on looked like little ants in front of those giants.

And compared to the huge planet in front of us, it is even worse than ants.

It is self-evident what it means to come here without returning to the home planet.

Song Qiao didn't speak, just remained silent, watching the spacecraft fly near the smallest of the three satellites.

After a period of scanning, the spacecraft landed on the space station near the satellite.

"Are you coming to see Si Qing?" Song Qiao asked before getting off the boat.

Nineteen said nothing. He stretched out his hand to support Song Qiao and helped her out of the boat.

Outside, they saw a female employee waiting here.

"Welcome back to the R3 space station. Please follow me. The commander is waiting for you." This lady is wearing a white and blue uniform, has short hair, a gentle smile, and looks easy to get along with.

Nineteen pursed her lips, "Sir, are you here already?" Her voice was cold, as if she had returned to the night Song Qiao first met her, like a robot.

"Yes, you can go see her first. Just come with me. She needs to freshen up." The staff member's voice was still gentle.

Walking into the space station, the layout of the space station is similar to that of Salo's spaceship, except that there are very few people, or in other words, almost invisible.

Nineteen said nothing after entering here. When she passed a fork in the road, she let go of her hand and turned to the other side without looking at Song Qiao.

Song Qiao didn't care about this and just followed the staff member towards the assigned lounge.

"By the way, sister, are you an Omega or a Beta?" Song Qiao asked curiously.

Arriving at an ordinary metal door, the staff scanned the pupils, opened the door, and smiled at Song Qiao, "I'm not a human, I'm a bionic robot, numbered, but the commander gave me a name, Hera, you You can call me by my number, or you can call me by my name, whatever."

The layout of the room is very simple, with bathroom, cleaning room, bed, table and chairs for rest.

Entering the cleaning room, Hera introduced it carefully. It was very simple and a fool's errand. Take off your clothes, press the clean button, ultrasonic atomization cleans, no water flow, no need to dry, and it will be thoroughly cleaned in three seconds.

After Song Qiao had finished taking off his clothes and washed them, a set of pure white shirts and trousers without any logo and a set of underwear were already placed in the dressing area outside.

She had long since discovered that she had grown taller and her hair had grown longer, but the clothes Hera brought over were just the right size.

By the time Song Qiao got dressed and went out, food and drinks were already placed on the table.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Qiao felt a little sleepy. She was still very weak and had not recovered. She could just barely walk. She needed a long sleep to restore her mental strength.

It might be better if there is a corresponding treatment potion.

Just as she was thinking about it, the door to the room opened, and she heard the sound of Nineteen's footsteps and the sound of wheels rolling.

Song Qiao looked back. Even though she was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and... she was amazed.

The visitor was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a gray robe of unknown material, with long light blue hair spread behind him like wings.

She looks very similar to Ye Ziqing, but she is very different.

She was thinner and thinner, with a face as pale as snow, and a pair of crimson eyes that were even more beautiful than the brightest gemstones.

But those extremely beautiful pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, so hazy that it was impossible to see her emotions clearly.

Nineteen stood behind her, pushing a wheelchair, becoming the backdrop at this moment.

After looking at each other for a moment, Si Qing stretched out his hand to Song Qiao. Under the light, the slender fingers seemed transparent.

"Come here." She said softly, looking at Song Qiao with her misty eyes.

Song Qiao walked up to Si Qing without any hesitation, as if he had been cast by magic, then knelt down on one knee, raised his head slightly and looked at Si Qing.

The next second, her chin was brushed by Si Qing's fingers. The slender fingers followed the contours of her face and touched her eyes. A soft smile appeared on the corner of Si Qing's lips, and his tone of voice was like a lover's love. murmured.

But when he said those words, Song Qiao felt a slight chill in his heart.

"You ever met me."

With these words, Song Qiao finally woke up. Even if she was mentally disturbed and injured at this time, she would not be summoned by Si Qing without any precautions!

And that can only mean one thing.

Si Qing is too strong.

It was much more powerful than Song Qiao expected.

"I saw it in my dream." Song Qiao replied calmly.

Si Qing's smile did not change, "Oh? What did you dream about?"

The slightly cold fingertips still stopped in front of Song Qiao's eyes. Song Qiao could only close his eyes to avoid being poked blind. Just as the eyes closed, the touch also increased.

"I dreamed that we were lovers."

"Really..." Si Qing murmured, and his fingertips followed his eyes, slid to the bridge of Song Qiao's nose, and landed on her lips.

His index finger touched his lips, and Song Qiao took a breath.

"Lovers...I heard that lovers love each other deeply and will fight for each other until death..."

Song Qiao opened her eyes and suddenly looked into Si Qing's crimson pupils.

She was so close that the tips of their noses were touching. If it weren't for Si Qing's index finger, they would have been kissing each other at this time.

"Song Qiao...my lover...are you willing to die for me?"

Following Si Qing's question, the only silence in the room was the sound of Song Qiao's heartbeat.

At this moment, even the system was as quiet as a chicken.

Song Qiao opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't know whether she forgot or did it on purpose. In short, Si Qing's index finger felt warm breath at that moment.

To Song Qiao's surprise again, Si Qing did not withdraw her finger. On the contrary, she used her thumb to raise Song Qiao's chin, "What do you want to say?"

I want to say you are a pervert! ! ! Song Qiao screamed in his heart!

"I want to say...I found the Source Relic, sir."

Sir... Si Qing was stunned for a moment and withdrew her hand. The smile on her face no longer appeared. She lowered her eyelids and said, "Very good."