Soul Mechanic [Interstellar]

【The person who came from the sandstorm】

The protruding light was too dazzling, Mu Qiu closed it subconsciously, and a soft and sticky voice came from his ear, shouting excitedly, "Go home! Go home! Let's go home!"

Then, he lost consciousness.

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Star 1849 is the most remote deserted star in the Canter Empire, and it was originally a place where political prisoners were exiled.

Later, the two children of Kanter XVIII, who was wise, martial and decisive, were both born here, so civilians gradually lived here.

Unfortunately, the two princes most likely to inherit the throne did not grow up smoothly.

Even so, Star 1849 has become a lucky star in the minds of the people of the entire Canter Empire. Many people who couldn't get along in the original place have moved here to live here, hoping that one day they will be able to develop.

Although, the living environment of Star 1849 is not generally harsh.

The social structure on Star 1849 is quite primitive. People gather together in the form of villages and live together in families.

Lan is the only pharmacist in Dada Village and is very respected.

According to the elders in the village, Lan was blown here by a sandstorm 30 years ago, but after waking up, he can't remember anything except basic medical knowledge.

He didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know his last name. The only thing he knew was that there was a voice in his head that was anxiously shouting "Lan, Lan".

So, he gave himself such a name.

When Lan first arrived, he could not speak the language here, and his appearance was very different from that of the people in Dada Village. Therefore, everyone guessed that he must have come from far away.

In addition, Lan has a secret that he has never told anyone.

Over the past 30 years, due to his medical knowledge and that secret, Lan's life is not bad, at least he can eat meat often, and he can exchange some vegetables with the villagers for extra food.

Therefore, Lan is grateful for the sandstorm that brought him here. In the windy season, the villagers would go out to collect soil, while he, holding a big net bag, tried to rescue The next person who was blown here by the wind like him.

At first, the villagers tried to persuade him, and every time they heard words of persuasion, Lan would smile in a good-tempered manner without arguing.To this day, he still persists.

For 30 years, he would go out to cast nets whenever sandstorms came, and this has become a habit as natural as eating and drinking.

However, 30 years have passed, and Lan has not gained anything except some flowers, plants, trees, birds and beasts.

The sandstorm on Star 1849 blows once a year, and every time it blows for half a year.

Today is another day of sandstorms every year.

The villagers unanimously put on their soil collection knobs and rushed out of the house excitedly, vowing to collect enough soil for a whole year.

Lan, on the other hand, dug out the net bag that had been stored for half a year, and went out to do some shopping as usual.

Although, he didn't hold out any hope.

Things seem to be a little different today, though.

Standing at the entrance of the windbreak hole, Lan took out the net button from his pocket, and threw it vigorously at the tallest tree in the windbreak forest.

The huge net bag was released from the small buttons, and the iron cables on both sides were automatically buckled to the thick tree trunk, holding it firmly.

Lan clapped his hands, happily looked at the big tree that had saved him for a while, then turned and went back to the windbreak shelter to sit.

In the huge wind shelter, apart from Lan, there are a few thin and small children, most of whom are orphans who have lost their parents and live in the wind shelter all year round.

After they saw Lan, they didn't go up to say hello, but gave way to the place with the best light in trepidation.

Lan smiled at them, and did not sit down, but chose a place near the entrance of the cave and sat against the wall.

The children gathered in a pile, sipping on the baked potato wedges, and secretly watching him.

Lan secretly sighed, feeling a little guilty.In order not to keep the child nervous, he had to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

A tall and strong black and white bear appeared at the door with slow steps.

As soon as the light in the windbreak shelter dimmed, the children subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the cave, but did not find anything unusual.

The black and white bear scanned the hole with its eyes, twisted its neck in satisfaction, then took a big stride, and squatted down beside Lan.

Lan didn't open her eyes from the beginning to the end, as if she was really asleep.However, when the black and white bear approached him, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to touch it.

The chubby big bear rubbed it with enjoyment.

Lan seemed to be afraid of being discovered, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

Monokuma is probably used to this kind of situation, and obediently lay down, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the huge wind shelter, only the whistling wind and the little voices of the children could be heard.

"Master Lan is so beautiful..."

"Master Lan is very powerful!"

"Master Lan is the kindest person..."

"Do I have a chance to become Master Lan?"

Hearing such a voice for the first time, even Lan himself was taken aback. He even thought that people here did not open their mouths.

Later, after hearing a lot, I realized that this seems to be his special function, which is a more secretive and powerful ability than herbal medicine knowledge-he can hear the most true thoughts in other people's hearts.

Before he knew it, Lan fell into a half-dream and half-awake state, and that voice appeared in his mind again, so anxious and cherished, that person repeatedly called a name—Lan...

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden commotion outside, and someone stumbled into the wind shelter, heading straight for Lan.

Monokuma stood up abruptly, bowed its body and let out low growls at the opponent.

Lan opened his eyes, and patted Big Bear's back soothingly.

This action looked like Lan's hand hanging in mid-air to others, but fortunately, no one noticed in this situation.

"Master Lan, net pocket, your net pocket!"

The man spoke vaguely, but Lan immediately reacted, got up quickly and rushed out.

The net bag has been automatically adjusted to the closed mode, and it has been detached from the tree. At this time, it is quietly staying next to the trunk, with a slender body wrapped inside.

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Mu Qiu can't remember how many times he woke up from the coma.

It seems that since he joined the Tianlong team, he has been experiencing accidents, coma, and sobriety.

It feels... used to it.

Here, is another strange place.

The smell is very strange, and there is no familiar mental fluctuation. The wall at hand is made of a material that has never been seen before. The whole room is dark, and it looks like it is late at night.

Mu Qiu sat up and coughed involuntarily, unexpectedly, he spit out a mouthful of sand.

The light in the room gradually brightened, and did not stop until it reached the level of normal lighting. It turned out that the lights in the room were voice-activated.

Mu Qiu looked around curiously, and found that there was a lot of space in the room, and the overall shape was long and narrow, with a regular arched roof, like an ancient cave dwelling.

As for decorations...

Mu Qiu's head is full of black lines - is this a pile of things from 30 years?

Or was it originally a warehouse?

At this moment, there was a crisp "click" sound from the roof, and a huge body fell from the ceiling as if by magic.

"It's a good day, Dabai!" A crisp voice came from the big guy.

However, the black and white bear didn't respond by "humming" as usual, but turned its attention to Mu Qiu.

It tilted its chubby head and looked at Mu Qiu scrutinizingly, not hostile, but more curious.

Mu Qiu looked at it intently and couldn't help being surprised.

The big fluffy guy in front of me has a round head, a fat body, white fur on his body, only his limbs and ears are black, yes, and the iconic smoky makeup - my God, This is a giant panda!

However, has anyone ever seen a giant panda that is about the same size as an adult elephant?

Mu Qiu's full attention was attracted by the creature in front of him, so he didn't see anyone staring at him with the same surprised eyes.

"Can you see Dabai?" The clear voice asked happily.

Mu Qiu was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that there was a human head behind the giant panda's neck.

Lan slipped off Dabai, ran up to Mu Qiu excitedly, and asked repeatedly, "Are you also blown here by the sandstorm? Are you from the same place as me?"

Mu Qiu blinked, but couldn't understand a word.

The other party seemed to be in a hurry, and mumbled something.

Mu Qiu looked at him steadily, feeling very strange.

Judging from the other party's aura, this person should be a guide, however, his mental fluctuations are very weak, almost close to that of an ordinary person.

As for the huge spiritual body beside him, it obviously belonged to a certain sentinel.

What is even more puzzling is that Mu Qiu actually felt some familiar fluctuations from this spiritual body.

Seeing that Mu Qiu didn't speak for a long time, Lan just stared at him blankly, and couldn't help poking Mu Qiu's shoulder, "Hey, are you okay? Will you be fooled by the wind..." Of course , The latter sentence was muttered by him in a low voice.

Mu Qiu grabbed his hand subconsciously, and felt it seriously—it was indeed a guide.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his soft tentacles, and gently placed them on Lan's forehead.

Lan was stunned for a moment, and some never-before-seen pictures flashed in front of his eyes for a moment, followed by severe pain.

Lan couldn't take it anymore, and fell onto the bed with her head in her arms.

Mu Qiu was startled, and hastily retracted his mental tentacles.

Seeing that Lan was feeling uncomfortable, Dabai faithfully pulled him into his arms, protected him tightly, and looked at Mu Qiu vigilantly.

Fortunately, he didn't attack.There seemed to be a voice in his subconscious telling him that the person in front of him could not attack.

-

At the same time, the distant Milky Way exploded.

On February 6019, 2 in the interstellar calendar, Mary Laing, the former chairman of the Tower of London, colluded with the Iron Tarantulas and betrayed the Federation.

At 3 o'clock in the morning of the imperial capital time, a new type of fighter jet that the people of the Federation had never seen before rushed straight into the interstellar space from the transition port near Gray Castle, giving the Federation team a blow.

Behind it, countless black fighter jets descended suddenly with the momentum to sweep the entire Federation.