Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

To what extent will the fever in the early stage of combination fever reach the critical point of outbreak and lead to the arrival of combination fever?

Official explanations for this issue have been somewhat vague.

Caesar used to think that it wasn't something he needed to care about, but now he realized it himself—damn mentally retarded.

So he stared at Oswald with a blushing face for a while, and had to comfort himself and said: Fortunately, the body temperature can be tolerated now, and there are no follow-up symptoms after the temperature rises, and he will not really see Oswald. Vader couldn't help but pounce on it.It can be seen that it should not be imminent.

Of course, he refused to think about whether it was really not imminent.

After all, you can't always delve into the dangerous thinking that you may be flat in the next second.

Caesar managed to calm down a bit, and turned on the terminal to try to connect to Starhunter's communication, but a big red cross was displayed on the terminal, indicating that the signal was weak.

"We are probably on an ordinary spaceship for carrying passengers." He frowned. The spaceship for carrying passengers is equipped with a lower version of the communication transceiver, which is far less advanced than the ones on battleships and mechs, so it will be more or less difficult on the ship. There is a situation where terminal communication is blocked.

Temporarily unable to contact acquaintances, Caesar had to turn his attention back to the other two key issues at the moment—what happened to this spaceship?Where did Byers go with that guide?

After solving these two problems, he can leave this ghostly place and go back to the academy to seek advice from Professor Langdon. Otherwise, even if the heat is imminent, he may really have to lie down for the rest of his life.

Before he could speak, a person who could answer questions appeared in front of him.

The door not far from Caesar opened with a creak, and a man in a spaceship cabin control uniform came out yawning. When he saw the three people in front of the door, he frowned, looked at them suspiciously with small eyes, and said, "You guys Why are you still standing at the door of the cabin, the spaceship is about to jump right after takeoff, please go in quickly and find your own seat according to the ticket."

Caesar and Oswald looked at each other, realizing that the man hadn't doubted their identities.

The two exchanged winks, and Caesar took Carol's hand and smiled, "Sorry for the delay, let's go in right now."

The man nodded, turned on the terminal and went out to the cabin door, saying: "The cabin door of No. [-] is confirmed. There are several passengers here. I have reminded them to go in."

After the voice on the other side indicated confirmation, the man closed the terminal, and when he turned his head inadvertently, he found that Caesar was still standing beside him, and he couldn't help frowning: "Why do you..."

The words stopped abruptly, the whites of the man's eyes rolled up, and Oswald, who appeared quietly behind him, knocked him down with a knife.

Inside the duty room at cabin door [-].

The man whose position should be cabin manager slumped on the chair with his eyes closed.

Carol hesitated and leaned in front of the man, and looked at Caesar and Oswald who were standing on different sides of the sky with some uncertainty: "Really... really want to do this?"

After getting Caesar's affirmative nod, Carol swallowed her saliva, her eyes widened: "Yes, if you don't succeed in controlling it, you must knock him out!"

"Understood." Caesar smiled, stepped forward to clamp the man's shoulders, and reached out to pat the man's cheek.

The man woke up with his eyes closed, and was taken aback when he saw the little girl in front of him: "What are you doing here... what..."

When he said that word, he trembled violently, as if he had been haunted by something, and his face was absent-minded and awake for a while.

When Carol saw his weird appearance, she was a little discouraged, and Caesar hurriedly said, "Don't worry, take your time!"

The little girl was sweating profusely, with a mournful face: "His eyes are small, I can't see clearly!"

Caesar: "...Come closer and look carefully!"

Carol: "I'm just an E-rank wizard..."

With an idea, Caesar pointed to Oswald on the other side: "Didn't you say you like him? Is it really okay for me to be so cowardly here?"

Oswald: "..."

Carol: "...Hmm!"

Oswald glanced at Carol, her face flushed, chicken blood hit her head, so she let out a long breath, managed to calm herself down, and widened her eyes in an attempt to deepen her spiritual hints to the man.

The staring of the idol really had a stimulating effect on the girl, and the man's eyes gradually became dull, and in the end he relaxed, sitting blankly and staring ahead without focus.

It was the first time Carol tried to use mental hints to a stranger, her voice trembling: "Yes, what do you want to ask?"

Caesar made a quick decision, stepped forward and asked the man, "You just said that the spaceship will jump after taking off. What kind of spaceship is this? Where is the destination?"

The man opened his mouth and responded mechanically: "The Union B3 passenger transport dual-purpose spaceship, the destination is Gemini A star in the Gemini galaxy."

"Who are the people on board? What are you doing there?"

"They are all ordinary passengers. We will open three regular inter-galaxy routes to the Gemini galaxy every day. Some of the passengers on this trip are members of the performance troupe, which is the performance troupe of the interstellar star Miss Graf. I heard that they are going to Gemini A star for the Nebula Cup warm-up performance."

Caesar was taken aback for a moment, this Miss Graf is indeed a famous star in Interstellar, she is extremely popular on Xingyun.com, and it is hard to get a ticket every time she does a galaxy tour.The Organizing Committee of this Nebula Cup specially invited her to be a pre-match performer. She traveled between several galaxies recently. It is said that Gemini A star is just the last journey. After the warm-up is over, when the Nebula Cup final officially opens, she There will also be singing at the opening ceremony.

Unexpectedly, she was on this spaceship.

Caesar couldn't help being a little puzzled: "Is this spaceship taken over?"

"No."

"Then did you see two people in school uniform boarding the ship just now? The man with blond hair is a sentinel, and the woman is a guide."

The man quickly shook his head and said, "No."

People who have been mentally suggested will say whatever you ask them to say. Unless they have received rigorous anti-suggestion training, it is impossible for ordinary people to tell lies.

But this is very strange, Caesar raised his head: "Haven't Byers and the others been teleported here?"

"No." Oswald next to him shook his head, motioning him to look at the monitoring light curtains in the room.

The monitoring screen displayed by one of the light curtains was probably located in the corner of the cabin, and two figures were mixed in it, walking slowly against the edge, and then got into a certain room and disappeared under the monitoring.

Caesar recognized it at a glance, and the two were Biles and the guide.

"Since they used the test as a cover and opened another teleportation exit in the academy forest, they had calculated the escape route in advance. If this spaceship didn't come to pick them up on purpose, then I suspect that there are some of them in this spaceship." Respondent."

But soon, the door of that room opened again, and only the guide came out this time, and Byers was nowhere to be seen.

Caesar stared closely at the guide as he walked into the ticket area, sneaked into a certain row of seats and sat down.

She was very short, and was almost blocked by the passengers at the front, back, left, and right sides after she sat down. Caesar looked at it for a while, and felt that something was wrong for some reason. He quickly glanced over the surveillance screens of several other positions, and found that there was no surveillance capability anymore. Take a picture of the front of that row of seats.

He was about to speak, when suddenly a sound of the radio sounded above his head.

"The spaceship is about to undergo its first transition, please return to your position immediately and fasten your seat belts, repeat..."

Caesar frowned, and had to look away from the light curtain, turned his head and quickly pushed the man to the ground, and said to Carol, "Come sit down and fasten your seat belt, try to hold this man, don't let him Throw it out."

Due to the distorted space field during the transition, unpredictable situations will occur. If humans face the transition without protection, they may be dizzy at least, and may be crushed against the wall until their internal organs bleed profusely.Therefore, the seats of the spacecraft have been specially designed to buffer the huge momentum during the transition and prevent passengers from being thrown out and injured.

But there are only two seats in this duty room, and Carol occupies one, and there must be one of him and Oswald who has no place to sit.

Caesar glanced around, trying to find another solid place to survive the powerful momentum of the leap, but he heard someone sigh softly behind him, and a burst of familiar pheromones quickly approached.

Oswald walked over at some point, pulled him over and pressed him on the only remaining chair, and fastened his seat belt in twos and threes.

Caesar was a little dazed by the burst of pheromones that suddenly approached, and when he realized it, he was already tightly locked on the seat and could not move.

After Oswald finished all this, his eyes were a little red, probably because he was too close to be affected by Caesar's pheromone. He took a breath and quickly backed away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step back, his hand was grabbed by someone.

He raised his eyes just in time to meet Caesar's somewhat annoyed gaze.

"what are you doing!"

Oswald said in a deep voice, "I'll go find another place..."

"It's too late." Caesar saw the jump countdown flashing on the light curtain, gritted his teeth and pulled him over forcefully, "Stay here and don't move."

Before the words fell, the spaceship began to vibrate violently. Oswald had to squat down with his knees close to the seat. At the moment of the jump, everything in front of him seemed to be cut into pieces that were long and short, and he had no time to pay attention. One hand pulled the armrest of the seat vigorously, enduring the terrible feeling of all organs being pulled and squeezed vigorously.

After enduring it for a long time, the strong feeling seemed to have eased a little. He opened his eyes and saw that Caesar had lowered the armrest a bit, and pulled him to his side with all his strength.

The seat space is limited, and one side can barely support half of his shoulders, which is better than nothing.

After a while, the spacecraft shook violently and seemed to fall into a soft sponge. After shaking a few times, it finally stabilized. The deformed objects in the vision returned to their original state, and the ignored sirens sounded from far away. close to the ear.

Caesar breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was still holding Oswald's wrist tightly.

Suddenly let go of embarrassment.

"...Are you okay?" He asked perfunctorily, turning his face away and pretending to look at the light curtain.

"It's okay." Oswald's chest was still throbbing, but it was nothing. He looked down at the deep fingerprints on his wrist, and felt that the hot touch still remained above.

He would have done it if it had been Carol or anyone else.It's not that just because that person is Oswald makes any difference.

Caesar told himself that this is the instinct of the sentinel to protect others.

He calmed down and looked at the surveillance screen casually. After watching for a while, his expression suddenly changed.

"—Where's the guide?"

He murmured, unbuckled his seat belt and rushed to the monitor, frowning as he watched a tall man unbuckle his seat belt and stand up, while the mysterious guide who was sitting at the position before the jump disappeared without a trace.

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