Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

The two reached a consensus on the issue of shared memory, and decided to solve the problem of survival first, and then discuss the long-term plan.

Only at this time did they think carefully about the place they were in.

"The concentration of oxygen is moderate, and there is a certain gravity. This place is likely to be a human asteroid." Caesar walked not far away and squatted down, stretched out his hand to pat the ground, and after the dust was patted off, a small part of the ground was exposed The dark object looks like a product of human society's manufacturing process from the flat cut. "Sure enough, people used to live here."

Caesar stood up while talking: "Now we have two problems."

Oswald looked down at the opened energy box of the mecha, and understood the problem without Caesar's words: "The energy is not completely exhausted, but the mecha is damaged too much, and it has become a problem to start. There are Nutrients, but only enough for me and you for seven or eight days."

Caesar nodded: "I tried it just now. The communication signal of the personal terminal is too weak to contact the outside world. If you want to leave here, you must find a backup energy source for the mecha and leave by yourself, or send it through the inter-galaxy communication system of the mecha. Wait for the distress signal to be rescued."

But no matter which one it is, the mech must be repaired first, and this alone will consume a lot of time, and their nutrients are only enough for seven or eight days.

"Let's go, let's look around." Caesar raised his head, and the exit of the space-time hole in the distance stopped spinning at some point, hanging still in the air, looking like a huge round white spot, "I hope this place can still Find something useful."

Most of the inhabited planets have power facilities, but now it looks like it has been abandoned for many years, and I don't know if they can be found.

Caesar originally wanted to separate from Oswald and search in one direction, but the terrain of this place is rugged and many structures have been corroded. Oswald refused to agree and insisted on walking with him.

So the boring search process has become a hundred thousand whys.

Since Caesar refused to answer what is a cannon at the grave or why he kissed him, Oswald finally asked other questions.

"Why am I reading Bonding Heat and Bonding (Wizard Special Handbook)?"

"..."

"'The effect of kissing is relatively short-lived, far less than the effect of physical union once and for all' Is this the original text in the book?"

"..."

"What do you mean once and for all?"

"..."

And so on, he also took seriously what Caesar said in the Nebula Cup preliminaries, picked out some key points from the random knowledge instilled in him by the people of the empire, and began to raise new questions around the "matching result".

Caesar felt like he was following a spell-chanting machine that could blow cold wind. Although he didn't have the ability to make people feel irritated like a brat, but when he asked so earnestly and persistently, his ears turned slightly red, and he was about to be anointed. Svid's deep, rich voice bewitched him.

Damn, the silent guy in the past turned into a shameless student, and Caesar felt that he was suddenly shouldering the responsibility of teaching and educating people.The point is, he has become the only teacher who can answer all the questions of this person—because everything comes from his memory, and only he remembers.

I've got to tell him, Caesar thought, something no one but him can tell Oswald.

So Oswald got the e-book "Combination Heat and Cohesion (The Wizard's Special Handbook)".

When Caesar pulled this book out from his terminal, he was still a little emotional. He had never read this book at all, and after going around for a while, he ended up reading that person.

After the book was in hand, the student who was not ashamed to ask became a serious and studious student. Oswald quickly finished reading the book at a glance, and then Caesar found that this person was actually a good student!

After reading it, Oswald suddenly came to a conclusion: "The reason why you kissed me was because you needed the appeasement of the sentinel when you went berserk, right? Then it seems that you and I should have a high degree of matching."

The following search turned into the logical reasoning process of this person. Oswald actually roughly deduced many causes and consequences based on only three short memory fragments and a textbook.

If he hadn't really found an abandoned power energy base for them, Caesar thought he might be able to deduce what the cannon in front of the grave was.

It was found that the power energy base was almost completely buried under the yellow sand. Caesar measured its approximate range and framed an area the size of a mecha warehouse. This range cannot be excavated with bare hands. Caesar thought for a while, and simply put The white tiger summoned out.

He looked at the size of the white tiger, and felt that it was still a little short, so he waved to Oswald, motioning him to release the griffin as well.

When the griffin fell from the sky, the white tiger looked up on the ground.

Sure enough, those golden eyes were gone, and the abyss-like deep black eyes swept down. The Griffin didn't approach the white tiger like before, but circled around the white tiger a few times with some doubts.

"After the eyes are black, it feels like it's completely turned into a lump of carbon, and I can't see clearly." Caesar frowned when he saw it. Although the griffin tried its best to maintain its arrogant posture, it was so black that its eyes were blurred It's really funny.

The two spiritual bodies received the instructions and began to transform into the bottom labor force. The two pairs of black and white wings flapped vigorously, blowing away the layer of yellow sand covering the base, and only then did the outline buried below appear.

It seems that half of the base was originally built in the ground. Caesar and Oswald found an entrance, cleared the sand and stones at the entrance, and broke in.

The good news is that due to the perennial airtightness, the inside of the base is well preserved. Caesar and the others searched carefully and found a backup energy outlet that can still be used for them.

Although the displayed margin is limited, it is more than enough for mechs.

Next, as long as the mechs are repaired and the mechas are brought here to connect to the energy source, they can leave this planet.

The two let go of their worries and searched the base again before returning to the mecha.

Mecha maintenance is a technical job. Caesar performed the dismantling of the mecha core in the Nebula Cup preliminaries, and his knowledge and skills are excellent. However, Oswald's mecha is made by the Empire, and its structure is different from that of the alliance. It takes a lot of effort.

Fortunately, Oswald has a set of imperial knowledge in his mind, and he can be regarded as a theoretical expert, so the two of them bumped heads, leaned in front of the damaged energy box, and repaired all the way until the sky completely darkened.

This asteroid may be a little far away from the sun of the galaxy. After the night fell, the temperature dropped sharply. Even Caesar, who was strong and strong, was frozen to the point of his fingertips. It whizzed past, and the scraping became more and more fierce, rolling up the sand and stones on the ground, and smashing him all over in a mess.

The space-time hole in the distance began to spin like a demon again, and the wreckage was dragged and tumbled out. Caesar was blinded by the sand for a moment, and felt his arm being pulled by someone. When he came back to his senses, Osvedra had already brought him to the cockpit door outside.

"Go in and hide." The deep voice urged, pushing him in, and then people squeezed in.

Two big men were stuffed in a fairly spacious space by one person, and it suddenly became quite crowded. Caesar wanted to complain a few words, but when he turned his head, he bumped into Oswald's cheekbones. The two men With a cry, he covered his face and hurriedly fell down on the driver's seat.

The mech couldn't be started, and the cockpit was almost completely pitch black. The two tall men had their faces turned on each other, and their hands were scattered. After getting used to it, he raised his head against his aching chest, and immediately met Caesar's lips.

The lips opened and closed in the darkness, and the color of the lips could not be seen clearly, but it seemed to have a bit of watery light. Oswald was slightly stunned, thinking of that night of endless kisses.

He stretched out his finger involuntarily and pressed it. Caesar was stunned for a second, only to feel that the touch was cold and rough. After adapting his eyes to the environment, he lowered his head and happened to meet his focused eyes.

"Shall we continue with that memory sharing?" Oswald said.

Caesar listened to the faint whistling sound outside the mecha, and felt that the maintenance could not continue for the time being. He nodded when he heard the words, and then paused in distress as if thinking of something, and he stopped for a while. Sighing, he reached out and pressed Oswald's temple.

"Forget it." He said self-destructively, "If you see me playing with mud, play with mud."

After going all out, a gentle and abundant spiritual force surged out, enveloping him and Oswald without leaving a single gap.The latter closed his eyes and quickly entered a state of sleepiness.

What Caesar said this time, because he couldn't control the shared memory, Oswald first followed in the footsteps of the child Caesar and fought against a wave of intelligent sand monsters in the children's park, and then transformed into the already The five-year-old little Nishizawa, who had the faint air of a bully and a gangster, flirted with a cute little guide who came to register at the Population Registration Association.

At that time, little Nishizawa, who had nothing to do with cute animals and cute guides, pointed to the little bird on his shoulder, turned his head and said to his mother Elizabeth, "Mom, look at that little bird is so soft How cute! I want to marry such a cute guide in the future!"

Elizabeth let out an uh, slapped her son on the head, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense! That's not a bird!"

As for what the spiritual body is, Oswald doesn't know, because after the world turned around, he fell into another completely unrelated memory.

With a bang, Oswald had just emerged, watching helplessly as he pushed Caesar against the wall.

This state looked like a fight. Oswald felt that the atmosphere on the court was not right. He didn't know why, but in a blink of an eye he saw that he was holding Caesar's chin hard, and his fingertips ran over the man's lips. Spit out a threat:

"Don't make me make you cry."

Oswald: "..."

The entire memory after that was quite chaotic. Oswald had just watched the youthful teenagers and children in the last second, but he didn't expect to watch a wave of blood in the next second.

He saw himself and Caesar entering the house, entangled for a long time just in the entrance, repeating a few strange words over and over again.

Such as "don't try to test my bottom line", "you are playing with fire", "don't make me make you cry" take turns.

In the end, Caesar couldn't laugh or cry: "How else can you make me cry?"

And what's even more strange——I actually said seriously: "Of course I hit you until you cry...or fuck you until you cry."

Oswald: "..."

The author has something to say:

The memory is wonderful~

By the way, the little bird is actually a griffin, so the little guide...(￣ε(#￣)