Soul Mechanic [Interstellar]

[Side effects of ore powder]

There are no undulating mountains on the surface of the desolate star, and there is no distinction between forests and oceans. It is full of earthy yellow patches.

This khaki-colored surface is not soil, but a polymeric material.If people want to grow vegetables, they must collect soil during the sandstorm season.

In order to resist the sand and dust weather, many windproof passages have been built in various parts of the deserted star, and people travel to and from various places through the windproof passages.

The most peculiar thing is that the residences on the desolate star are not like normal buildings, which are built up one after another.

The houses on Desolate Star are scattered in mid-air. To the naked eye, they are as big as toy cars, and their colors are like the clothes on people. There are yellow, brown, and gray. The higher the level, the smaller the size.

At this time, Lan was standing at the windbreak, calling for his house.

Mu Qiu saw him put his finger to his mouth and blew a crisp whistle, a brown metal box with a shiny surface automatically flew in front of the two and the beast.

"Let's go in!" Lan dragged the prey with one hand and Mu Qiu with the other, and shouted at the box, "Open Sesame!"

Before Mu Qiu could complain, she felt dizzy, and the next moment, she appeared in the big "warehouse".

He looked at the ceiling without any gaps, and then looked at the huge room, still feeling very magical.

Dabai then fell from the ceiling and squeezed between the two of them, rubbing against this and that, expressing his dissatisfaction at being left behind.

Lan immediately threw the prey aside, laughed and started playing with Dabai.

Seeing his happy appearance, Mu Qiu unconsciously showed a smile.

Lan was probably still a child when he left his family. He must have been well protected, so that after living alone in a strange galaxy for 30 years, he still maintained an optimistic and pure heart.

Just like the gangsters in the family, none of them are young in terms of age, but their personality is still like a child, loves to act like a baby, loves to compete for favor, and occasionally plays tricks.

Thinking of them, Mu Qiu felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason.

Can't think, can't think - Mu Qiu desperately reminded himself, he looked around subconsciously, and decided to find something for himself to do.

-

Dabai peeled off the skin of the prey, cleaned the internal organs, and cut the meat into neat small pieces, his movements were very skillful.

Mu Qiu was tidying up the bedroom that he mistook as a warehouse without touching the ground.

Mu Qiu reconfirmed that Lan must have been protected so well in the past that he was still a waste of housework after living alone for 30 years.

The miscellaneous things accumulated over the past 30 years are all piled up in the room-please imagine the spectacular scene.

Mu Qiu couldn't complain.

However, the culprit was not conscious at all. He was happily sitting in front of the trader, laying out the small bottles containing ore powder one by one, waiting for the guests to come to the door.

"Ding dong—" The guest came.

When Mu Qiu heard such a notification sound, he immediately felt extremely cordial.

"Mr. Kuku, we meet again. Is it jelly this time?"

The man on the virtual screen nodded, his attitude seemed very gentle.

Lan swiped the bottle containing jelly to the transmission port, "Is it still ten bottles?"

"Yes." The other party nodded again.

Lan smiled, and pushed the bottle forward, a soft light flashed, and the ten vials disappeared before his eyes.

Mu Qiu was not surprised, what he was even more curious about was the buyer's appearance - it turned out to be the same as a federal person.

No, no, if you look carefully, the facial contours and the texture of the pupils are still slightly different... For some reason, Mu Qiu always feels that this person looks familiar.

Moreover, he can "listen" to understand the other party's speech - this shows that the other party's mental power has at least reached the level of a D-level sentinel.

The other party was keenly aware of Mu Qiu's gaze, and looked over with sharp eyes.

Mu Qiu's gaze paused, somewhat embarrassed.

The other party raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Are there any guests?"

"Ah, yes." Lan turned her head, showing a comforting smile to Mu Qiu, "His name is Qiu."

"Hello." The other party nodded politely to Mu Qiu.

"Hello." Mu Qiu responded calmly.

The other party smiled, talked to Lan for a few more words, and then cut off contact.

Mu Qiu hurried to Lan and asked curiously, "Who was that person just now? Why does he look so similar to us?"

"I don't know his specific identity, I only know that he is a nobleman in green clothes." Lan didn't seem to care much.

Mu Qiu hesitated, but in the end he couldn't suppress the urgency in his heart, and asked: "If you have a chance, can you ask me about the Milky Way? Since you are an 'noble', you should know more about it?"

"No problem!" Lan agreed very happily, "But Mr. Kuku and I have always been in one-line communication, so we can only wait until the next transaction to ask him."

Mu Qiu smiled, "It's okay, thank you."

Lan blinked helplessly, and said heartily, "There's no need to be polite!"

Mu Qiu nodded and continued to tidy up the room.

It was only then that Lan noticed Mu Qiu's actions, and couldn't help but blush.

He looked at the busy figures of Mu Qiu and Dabai, and somehow felt very familiar.

At this moment, a burst of passionate music sounded in the house.

Mu Qiu was stunned for a moment.

Lan smiled triumphantly, "How about it, does it sound good? I recorded it myself!"

Mu Qiu grabbed his hand suddenly, and said seriously: "Lan, you must follow me back to the Milky Way."

Lan nodded without hesitation, "Okay, didn't we agree a long time ago!"

Even with such a guarantee, Mu Qiu still couldn't calm down his excitement.

If you ignore the discordant dissonances, this is like the school song that Mu Qiu has listened to for 14 years - "Soul of the Army".

Lan listened to the rhythm of the music while shaking her head, "I don't know why, I hear this song every time I dream, and after listening to it too much, I recorded it and made it a doorbell. Dabai likes it too!"

If it was just speculation before, Mu Qiu is almost sure now—Lan must come from the Milky Way like him, and has inextricable connections with the First Federation Military Academy.

Lan was still immersed in the music, "Isn't it suitable to be a doorbell with such a passionate tune?"

Mu Qiu raised his eyebrows, "Doorbell?"

"Yes!" Lan continued to shake his head, then suddenly stopped, "Doorbell!"

As he said that, he jumped off the chair with a "whoosh" and circled around the room like a headless chicken.

Mu Qiu silently glanced at the button next to the trader with a door pattern on it, poked Lan's back, and pointed silently.

Lan let out an "ah", and ran over in surprise, "By the way, here, I forgot again!"

Mu Qiu couldn't complain.

Lan panicked and pressed the door open button, a big crack opened in the ceiling, and a wave of people in khaki clothes fell from above.

The leader was an aborigine with tentacles on his head, his skin was gray and covered with faint lines, Mu Qiu couldn't tell the other party's gender and age for the time being.

When he spoke, it was obviously an older man's accent, "@#￥%￥@@#￥......"

Mu Qiu couldn't understand what he said, so he would be able to understand what he was about to change.

At this time, Lan Duan was standing upright, with his head raised and his chest upright, with a gentle expression, not at all the same person as the guy who was in a hurry just now.

He murmured back, and what Mu Qiu sensed from his mental waves was, "I can exchange some with you, but I have guests during this time, so I need to stay more."

Still, the men were visibly relieved and looked very happy.

After a brief exchange, Lan walked to the fresh-keeping cabinet and took out more than half of Dabai's processed meat.

Those people accepted it gratefully, leaving Lan a big bag of things.

Lan didn't refuse, but gave them a small bottle of jelly jelly, and told them the precautions.

The tentacles headed by them were obviously very surprised. They looked as if they were embarrassed to ask for it, but they couldn't bear to refuse.

In the end, it was Lan who stuffed the vial into his hand.

The tentacle man put it away carefully, spread his hands to Lan one after another, and said something in his mouth.

Lan waved his hands with a smile and said, "No need, these are enough."

After the tentacles thanked him repeatedly, he left with the other tentacles.

The moment they disappeared, Lan, who was sitting upright, immediately slumped her shoulders, and smiled "hehe" at Mu Qiu, "I have some root vegetables to eat tonight."

Mu Qiu opened the bag, and saw a large bag of red, white, gray, gray, yellow and yellow lumpy rhizomes inside, some like sweet potatoes, some like potatoes, some like taro, and some even like fluffy kiwi fruit.

Of course, it's just like it. I don't know if the taste and method are the same.

Mu Qiu was curious when he heard a burst of familiar music.

This time Lan's reaction was quicker, the moment the music cut off, two thin bodies fell from the ceiling "plop, plop".

A big and colorful burden unceremoniously hit them.

Despite the language barrier, Mu Qiu still recognized two cries of pain - if Dabai hadn't helped him in time, the pain would have been even worse.

Lan let out a "Huh", "Is it you?"

The children got up from the ground, looking very disturbed. The two pushed each other, each hoping that the other would speak first.

Lan showed a gentle smile, and asked actively: "Are you also here to exchange meat? There are some extra, which can be exchanged for you."

The children looked at Lan timidly, and shook their heads, "@#￥%..."

Mu Qiu didn't understand at all.

Unexpectedly, Lan's face changed suddenly, and he asked anxiously: "What are you doing in the jelly? Is someone injured?"

Perhaps Lan's expression was too serious, and the children were suddenly petrified.

The two thin young boys were close to each other, bending deeply.

"Don't be afraid, is someone being attacked by a flame beast?" Lan's tone became more urgent.

Mu Qiu patted Lan's arm and shook his head at him.

Lan widened his eyes and said quickly: "Qiu, you may not know that jelly jelly is used to treat the attack of the flame beast. Once someone is injured by the flame of the flame beast, it must be cured within an hour. Look at them now so--"

Mu Qiu caressed Lan's violently heaving chest, and drew a smile symbol on his mouth, "The more anxious you are, the less they dare to speak, why not ask calmly, or just go to the place where they live to find someone .”

This sentence reminded Lan, if I remember correctly, these homeless children should live in No. 1 windbreak shelter.

Lan took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible: "Don't be afraid, I will go with you to rescue your companions."

The children raised their heads abruptly, showing expressions of disbelief.

With a sour heart, Lan continued to ask: "He is now where you lived yesterday, isn't he?"

The two children nodded emphatically, their eye circles turning red involuntarily.

-

At this time, Mu Qiu was squatting with Lan in the No. 1 wind shelter, treating the boy who was burned by the flame beast.

The boy didn't look like an aboriginal, because he didn't have tentacles on his body, and his skin was also wheat-colored. However, at this moment, the originally smooth wheat-colored skin was covered with two large pus wounds from burns.

Mu Qiu couldn't help being taken aback. It took less than half an hour for the pus to fester. It seemed that the flame beast Lan was talking about was indeed very dangerous.

Lan used a therapeutic device to sterilize the boy's wounds, and then took out a small bottle containing jelly powder from the space.

Mu Qiu thought he was going to sprinkle it on the wound, and was about to help, but unexpectedly, Lan poured all the colorful powder into the boy's mouth without even saying hello.

After pouring, he held down the boy's body with a serious expression, and said: "It will hurt a little, bear with it."

As soon as the words fell, the boy let out a shrill scream.

Lan pursed her lips and whispered, "Okay, it hurts."

What he didn't expect was that the boy only yelled once, and then didn't speak again.

Of course, he didn't pass out, he just bit his lips tightly and didn't make another sound.

While Mu Qiu secretly admired it in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder, "Does the jelly bean jelly hurt?"

Lan sighed, "To be exact, all the ore medicines will hurt after taking it—the kind that hurts so much."

When he said this, a trace of imperceptible fright flashed in Lan's eyes, obviously lingering fear.

Mu Qiu didn't say anything to comfort him, but just held his hand silently.

Lan immediately grinned and smiled at Mu Qiu, "No way, this is the side effect of ore medicine."

"Is there no solution?"

Lan shook his head, "Not yet. Some people have made attempts, such as changing the atomic structure, or adding anesthetic ingredients. However, the final product will lose the effect while the pain disappears."

Mu Qiu frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

-

At this very moment, a one-sided war is going on in the Milky Way, hundreds of millions of light-years away.

The Iron Spider Starmen, whose technology is more than one level higher, are attacking the Federation team in an almost sweeping manner.

The only good thing is that the number of opponents is not large, and the battle circle is temporarily limited to the asteroid belt - of course, there is no lack of credit for Edward Lam.

Edward Lam discovered a strange phenomenon through the interior of Gray Castle. After the defeated federal soldiers fell into the hands of the Iron Spider Stars, they were not executed, but imprisoned.

Their bodies were not subjected to some inhuman treatment, and even three meals a day were given enough food.

Although he couldn't figure out what kind of conspiracy these aliens had, Lin Yi seized this point and carried out the wheel tactics, successfully preventing the fighter jets from the Iron Spider Star from flying out of the asteroid belt.

However, this is only temporary.

Whether the enemy will reinforce them soon, or whether the conflict will spread across the galaxy, is anyone's guess.

There is no suspense that once that happens, the war of suppression within the federation will definitely escalate into a conflict between two civilizations, or it can be said that it is the colonization of lower civilizations by higher civilizations.

The military chiefs who had their own thoughts could no longer hold the mentality of having nothing to do with themselves, and united one after another to discuss the battle plan together.

Even some civil forces spontaneously organized and rushed to the asteroid belt for support without hesitation.