All Stars Alone

The Ucelore Museum has a long history and profound heritage. As early as the time of the Star Wars, it was a treasure that military strategists must contend for. Since the unification of the stars 200 years ago, it has naturally been under the management of the Empire and has been renamed the Imperial Museum.

But at this moment, Clare, the curator of the museum, who has experienced hundreds of years of bloody battles and storms in the interstellar world, still has no change in his expression. Instead of being calm and breezy as usual, his paralyzed face for thousands of years reveals some ordinary people's emotions.

"Curator Claire, you don't have to worry, the hatching will be successful." Boone comforted.

Boone was originally a small farmer on a remote and desolate planet. By chance, he picked up a fossil. At that time, there was a wave of archeology in the Empire. Boone sent the fossil he picked up to the Imperial Museum.

What he never expected was that it was this unintentional move that changed his fate!

This was changed to a few months ago, even if he thought about breaking the sky, Boone would never have imagined that he would be able to work in the Imperial Museum!

You must know that those who can work in the Imperial Museum are either students of the Advanced Interstellar Academy or the descendants of those who have status.

So even though he was an ordinary caretaker, Boone was extremely satisfied.

Blair stroked his gold-rimmed glasses, his light blue eyes were exquisite and unwavering, and his frown showed his displeasure and nervousness at the moment, "One minute later than expected!"

The tone was flat without any ups and downs. Only those who are familiar with Claire know how frustrated their Wannian Iceberg curator is at the moment.

"Curator, the fossil has gone through 10,000+ years, and there will be other factors affecting its hatching time. Don't be nervous, it might break in the next second." The person who spoke was a blond boy. Leaning on the iron door of the incubator, he said casually, "Besides, people are not in a hurry, curator, what are you in a hurry for?"

Boon's eyelids twitched, and he thought that only this grown-up would dare to speak to Director Claire in such a tone.

Different from ordinary caretakers, the museum has an elite team, and each member is hired after various tests and thousands of selections.

And this young man is a genius among the elite and the captain of the team, Karl.

The elite team, which has never made a mistake for thousands of years, made a mistake on this important matter. Claire's tone was a bit more serious: "Carl, re-simulate and calculate, and it must be accurate to the second."

"My respected curator," Carl smiled, showing two canine teeth against a pair of dimples, which is indescribably cute, "Forgive me for not being able to carry out your order, as early as three hours ago, that is, At three o'clock in the morning, I have already given the team a big vacation; so there is no one in the R&D room at present."

Boone shook his hand holding the optical brain and almost turned on the live broadcast. After realizing it, his forehead was sweating. He couldn't imagine the consequences of the scene of the incubation room being broadcast live.

Blair stared at the fossil suspended in the blue light, and for the first time had the urge to lift Carl's skull, "If there is no hatching in the estimated hatching range, is there any possibility of hatching?"

Incubation technology is the most cutting-edge archaeological technology in the empire. Currently, only the Imperial Museum has fully mastered this technology, and the hatching of this dragon egg is the first time that the museum has used this emerging technology.

In other words, they are not fully sure that this mysterious creature that was conceived in the ancient earth period can be hatched successfully.

Carl rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while he tentatively asked: "Master curator, if I say it's impossible, can you spare my life?"

Boon: "..."

Claire: "..."

He took off his glasses and threw them away. The gold-rimmed glasses quickly changed into an adult-sized mecha, and he successfully intercepted and captured Carl before he slipped out of the incubation room.

Claire has already answered Carl's question with actions.

"My respected curator, a gentleman doesn't move his hands." Carl was imprisoned by the mecha and couldn't move. He kicked the case of the mecha angrily and made a few forceful noises, "And isn't this the expected incubation period? ……”

In addition to the precise time of incubation, they also calculated an estimated range, as long as they can successfully hatch within the estimated range, there is actually no big problem.

…………… But if it exceeds the expected range…… Thinking of this, Karl looked at the fossil in the blue light with a guilty conscience. The fossil was hidden in the faint blue light and it was not very clear, but Karl seemed to see something amazing Suddenly, his eyes trembled, and he said loudly: "Curator!! The egg is cracked! It's cracked!! Let me go, I want to witness this great scene!!"

Claire glanced at the fossil dubiously, and raised the corners of her mouth after seeing the tiny crack, "Boone, start the live broadcast."

Anyone can hear the joy contained in a few simple words.

Boone nodded, opened the official account of the Imperial Museum, started the live broadcast, and named the title of the live broadcast room [The first dragon in the whole interstellar is incubating online, did you really not click in to see it? 】

In fact, Boone doesn't have such great authority. This is the title that the publicity room has made before, and he just typed these words.

Unshackled, Carl rushed to the hatching light screen like a tiger, his beautiful eyes longing to stick to the dragon egg, "It, it, it..." Carl tugged at Claire's sleeve, "Why hasn't the shell broken yet? I'm dying of anxiety!"

Claire: "People are not in a hurry, Carl, why are you in a hurry?"

This is what Carl said to Claire before, so the curator, the ten thousand-year-old Bingshan with a paralyzed face, must take revenge in a certain way.

Carl choked, coughed fakely, retracted his claws coldly, and looked at Lan Guang's egg expressionlessly.

In a moment of excitement, he forgot to maintain his aloof image, but fortunately, he reacted quickly to make up for it in time.

Boone didn't have time to listen to the conversation of the two adults at the moment. Since the live broadcast started, the number of people in the live broadcast room shot up to 7000 million like a rocket!

In fact, the population of the empire is about the same.

[Aww! ! !I turned out to be the first! ! !Hahaha! ! ! 】

【Hahaha! ! !I am the second! ! !Yay yeah yeah! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[In the front, can you watch the live broadcast first and then hit the barrage, and the dragon cub didn't even see it, so he said that he was the first and the second. ? ? 】

【I thought I was blind......】

[Is it the incubation room of the Imperial Museum? ? ?Where are the eggs? ?Where are the eggs? ?Why didn't I see the egg? ? ? ? ? 】

[What blinded my eyes, is it money, is it money, is it money? ? ?no no no!Where is my dragon?I want to see dragons! ! ! 】

[? ? ? ? ?Where's the dragon? ?Where are the eggs? ?A blur of darkness, am I blind? ? ? 】

【……………】

【……】

Live black screen?

Boone quickly scanned a few bullet screens and wanted to report the situation to the curator, but now is the critical period for the hatching of the dragon egg, and the curator needs to pay full attention to the situation of the dragon egg at this moment. Generally, the live broadcast is done by the propaganda room Responsible, he thought about it and decided to go to the publicity room first to see what went wrong.

He walked out of the hatching room softly, and before he could turn the corner, he heard a loud bang. Boone swayed, and quickly supported the wall to stabilize his figure. After the shock that lasted for a few minutes passed, he quickly got up and rushed towards the hatch room.

If his senses were correct, the sound came from the hatching room!

And in the incubator...

Thinking of something, Boone flustered his steps a little, and staggered to the front of the hatching room. When he saw the twisted metal door, his breathing stopped.

As early as the construction of the incubator, it was considered that the hatched creatures might have strong destructive and aggressive power, so the incubator was constructed with the hardest metal in the interstellar world.

But what happened inside that turned such a solid incubation room into a ruined existence...

Several thunderous bangs of "bang bang bang" brought back Boone's thoughts, and after hearing the movement from inside the hatching room, Boone quickly pressed the emergency button, and the distorted metal door "boomed". It collapsed to the ground with a bang, fragmented into irregular metal blocks of different sizes.

The smoke cleared, and a short figure gradually appeared, and at that moment, Boon knew what that figure was.

It's a dragon, a baby dragon.

The growth chart of the dragon that everyone in the museum has seen in the past three months, the figure in front of them is exactly the same as the figure of the baby dragon!

"chirp chirp"

The young dragon made a weak and helpless sound, and Boon took a few steps closer, but the young dragon shrank back a few steps as if afraid, and made several warning grunts at the same time.

But after all, it is a young dragon, and it is a dragon cub that has just hatched, so this kind of warning is completely non-threatening.

"Well," there was a sudden sound of metal collisions at the corner of the ruins, the blond Karl crawled out of the ruins, squinted his eyes and rubbed his dizzy head, his blurred vision gradually cleared up, and his eyes fell on the dragon cub in front of the hatching room Shi You lit up, squatted down like coaxing a child and whispered softly: "Xiao Xiaolong, come here, brother will not hurt you, come to brother, brother will take you around the palace."

Boone heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Carl (although the grinning Master Carl looked a bit strange), but luckily Master Carl was there, otherwise he would not know how to take care of this newborn dragon cub.

But what about Curator Claire?

Boone scanned the entire ruined incubation room, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he saw the snow-white hem in the ruins like a small cemetery not far away.

If he remembers correctly... the curator seems to be wearing clothes made of that material today...

cough,

never mind…

Pretend not to see it...

Boone put his attention back on the dragon cub, and saw it shivering in a corner, with strange tears and fear of the unknown in its round eyes.Boone was very distressed, and imitating Carl's movements, he slowly squatted down to express his friendliness and harmlessness, and relaxed his facial expression: "Little dragon, don't be afraid, we have no malicious intentions."

And the little dragon cub responded with two flames.

"boom"!

"boom"!

Fortunately, it was a newborn baby dragon cub, the two flames were not very big, they just scorched Carl and Boone's hair.

Carl with a big smile: "#￥%...&"

Boone's smile gradually stiffened.

After the dragon cub finished spraying the flames, he took the opportunity to sprint out of the hatching room and quickly turned into the right aisle.

"Oops!" Boone wiped his face and got up to chase, "Master Carl, the fossil room of the museum is on the right!"

If the cubs breathe fire inside, the fossils in the fossil room will be destroyed!

Carl also realized the seriousness of the situation, stood up and wanted to chase after Boon, but was dragged by something coldly, staggered a few steps, and managed to stabilize himself without a face brake.

"What the hell!" Carl shook his feet, looked down and saw a grown man's hand.

And that hand was holding his trousers tightly now.

Karl looked at the hand protruding from the ruins, his expression changed for a while, and he hesitated: "...Claire?"

The ruins trembled slightly, as if responding to him.

Carl snorted, and quickly said, "Curator, I won't play games with you for now. The dragon cub slipped into the fossil room, and I'll stop it first. You can play slowly by yourself."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Claire's reaction, he pulled back his pants and ran away without looking back.

Ruin Claire: "..."

Although the dragon cub has just hatched, its speed and physical agility cannot be underestimated.

Boone couldn't even catch up, so he could only watch helplessly as the dragon cub jumped out of the vent into the fossil room like a bolt of lightning.

But he did not have permission to enter the fossil room, so he could only worry outside.

When Carl rushed over, he saw Boone pacing back and forth anxiously, "Boone, are you in a hurry to pee?"

"No," Boon explained, "Master Carl, I don't have permission to enter the fossil room, but the little dragon cub slipped in!"

Carl didn't think carefully about the reason why Boone didn't have permission, he just thought it was because Boone was an ordinary guard and therefore didn't have permission.

After entering the interstellar code, the door of the fossil room retreated to both sides, and the originally dark room randomly lit up with bright but not dazzling light.