Soul Mechanic [Interstellar]

【Hope to go home】

Lan placed great expectations on the new type of ore powder.

He was still discussing with Mu Qiu whether to go to other planets to hunt some other star beasts for experiments, but Mr. Kuku responded quickly.

Surprisingly, Mr. Kuku did not contact him through the trader this time, but came to the door in person.

You must know that due to the special type of residence, it is very difficult to find the personal address of Kanter Empire.

"Sorry." Mr. Kuku said humbly as soon as he entered the door, "For some reason, I concealed my real identity from you before."

Lan looked at the fashionable green military uniform on him, but didn't react for a moment.

Mr. Kuku smiled, raised his hand and pressed lightly on the neckline.

As if by magic, the milky white color spread down from the neckline, but in the blink of an eye, the original heroic green military uniform was replaced by a gorgeous white dress.

Lan's eyes widened in surprise, and he stammered, "You, you are... the royal family?"

Mr. Kuku still had his usual gentle smile, but his demeanor was different. "It's not convenient to reveal it before, so please don't mind, Mr. Lan."

Lan quickly shook her head, "No, no!"

He turned around, held Mu Qiu's hand tightly, and whispered in his ear: "The royal family, my dear, I haven't seen the royal family in 30 years here, you saw it when you came here!"

"Did you just meet Mr. Kuku?" Mu Qiu teased.

Lan blinked, suddenly realized, "That's right!"

Mu Qiu and Mr. Kuku looked at each other and smiled.

No one blamed Lan for his agitated performance.

You know, there are two types of royal families in the Kanter Empire, one is the natural royal family, such as Kanter XVIII.But now the natural royal blood is only Kanter eighteen.

The other is the promoted royal family.Most of these people were born among the green-clothed nobles, and when their strength and genetic level reached a certain level, they would be promoted to the white-clothed royal family.

That's right, the human genes of the Kanter Empire can be upgraded, and there are very few white-clothed royal families who have successfully upgraded, and all of them are standing at the top of the Kantor Empire, or even the entire universe-even though, some of them seem to be Gentle and harmless, like a polite scholar.

It is worth mentioning that if Kanter XVIII still cannot have offspring, then after his death or resignation, a new emperor will be born among these people.

Just imagine, as a brown-clothed commoner in the desolate star, it is no wonder that he is not excited to meet a contender for the throne!

Mr. Kuku nodded to the two, and pressed the button around his neck again, and the gorgeous and exquisite white dress returned to fresh green.

"Please sit inside!" Mu Qiu calmly entertained Mr. Kuku and his entourage in blue.

"Thank you." Mr. Kuku was as polite as ever, and he sat on a simple and elegant chair according to Mu Qiu's guidance.

The guard-like entourage also nodded towards Mu Qiu, but instead of sitting down, he straddled and stood behind Mr. Kuku.

Looking at the neat and tidy room, Lan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, once again affirming that Mu Qiu is her lucky star.

Be sure to marry Qiu!Lan secretly cheered herself up.

Mr. Kuku took a sip of Mu Qiu's homemade tea politely, and his eyes showed admiration without hesitation, "It seems that I should have a taste of the flaming beast meat you mentioned, and I think it will be the same as this cup of light green Delicious as water."

"It's not raw meat, it's meatballs. It's fried or boiled in water. It's much more fragrant than tea." Lan praised without hesitation.

Mu Qiu hurriedly added modestly: "Maybe it just fits Lan's taste, so he likes it better."

Mr. Kuku smiled, with the same polite and modest attitude, "If there is a chance, I hope I can have a good meal." ——Of course, aliens don't know how to use idioms, and Mu Qiu understands from his spiritual waves. Such a meaning.

Mu Qiu smiled and nodded.

Next, we entered the topic.

"May I ask, did you improve the jelly powder recipe?" Mr. Kuku looked at Lan and asked seriously.

Lan quickly explained: "It's not me, it's Qiu."

Mu Qiu was taken aback, he didn't expect Lan to say that.

Mr. Kuku was obviously also a little surprised, staring at Mu Qiu with his crystal-clear purple pupils.

Mu Qiu organized his words silently, and then said: "To be exact, it's not me, it's just a coincidence, the final improvement plan was completed by Lan alone."

Mr. Kuku laughed happily, and even the guards behind him had obvious smiles on their faces.

He looked at the two handsome young men in front of him, and couldn't hide his admiration in his eyes, "If you were warriors, I would definitely snatch you into my army just because of your quality alone."

Mu Qiu and Lan looked at each other and smiled.

Lan looked at Mu Qiu and asked what he meant with his eyes.

Mu Qiu nodded to him.Mr. Kuku's mental fluctuations are stable and powerful, and he is upright, so he is a trustworthy person.

So, Lan briefly explained how they rescued the boy in the wind shelter, and how they gave him meatballs that could relieve pain if they accidentally bumped into each other.

After listening to Mr. Kuku, he was surprised and sighed, "The problem that dozens of generations of pharmacists have been unable to overcome, I didn't expect to be solved by a meatball!"

"So, what's the result of your experiment? Which jelly powder mixed with bone meal or meat meal is better?" Lan asked impatiently.

"They are all effective, but the No. 1 experimental product is more effective, and the offset rate of side effects can reach 80.00% point five six."

"So accurate?" Lan couldn't help admiring, "It seems that the effect of bone meal is better."

Mr. Kuku said truthfully: "What needs to be confessed is that I let the laboratory analyze the ingredients of the experimental products in advance, otherwise, I would not be able to use them on my soldiers. Sorry."

"No, it's nothing." Lan waved his hands again and again, "Qiu and I didn't intend to hide it at first, but we were a little nervous, fearing that it would not be effective and would be harmful. If you can be so cautious, we will feel at ease."

Mu Qiu nodded in agreement.

Mr. Kuku smiled deeper, "Although we have analyzed the ingredients of the medicine, the patent is still yours, and you can still ask for a good price."

Mu Qiu and Lan looked at each other, and said the terms they had negotiated, "Can I ask you some information about the Milky Way?"

"The Milky Way?" Mr. Kuku paused for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "Yesterday, Steward Bok said, what is the name of the low civilization that my brother is concerned about?"

"It's the 'Galaxy'." The guard said with certainty.

Mr. Kuku turned to the two of them, "Excuse me, how do you know about this distant low-level planet?"

When Mu Qiu heard the characterization of "lower civilization" from other people, he felt a little awkward-after all, 25 years ago, he was still living on the ancient earth where spaceships could not sit casually.

He sighed silently and said truthfully: "To tell you the truth, Lan and I both come from the Milky Way, and we came to Desolate Star because of an accident. There are family members waiting for us there, and we want to go back."

Mr. Kuku didn't seem to find it strange, but said helplessly: "It seems that the space-time beast is at work again, and it caused you to be separated from your family."

Mu Qiu's mood was somewhat depressed.

Lan grabbed his hand and shook it encouragingly.

Mr. Kuku noticed the small movements between them and smiled understandingly.

Mu Qiu was a little embarrassed by his smile, but he didn't explain anything.

"Can you help?" Lan asked persistently.

Kuku nodded without hesitation, "It should be fine just to collect information. As for sending you back...I need to ask my brother."

Mu Qiu was taken aback. Such an answer completely exceeded his expectations—in fact, he originally thought that it would be extremely difficult just to inquire about the "Galaxy".

Lan didn't show much surprise. He had a kind of self-confidence from the beginning to the end when it came to going home.

Finally, the two sides agreed to contact tomorrow.

Mr. Kuku personally went to ask his elder brother for instructions. If all goes well, he will send someone to pick up Mu Qiu and Lan tomorrow.

That means, they need to pack up and salute, ready to go home.

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The whole night of anticipation made Mu Qiu toss and turn.

Lan slept on the same bed with him, and was influenced by him, so she never closed her eyes.

Mu Qiu simply sat up, leaned against the wall, adjusted the room to a soft brightness, and talked to Lan about the little guys at home.

Lan listened intently, not feeling bored at all.

Dabai lay lazily on the side of the bed, like a living body with flesh and blood, breathing together and rising and falling.

Listening to the cute or mischievous "deeds" of the little ones, Lan can't help but describe the images of the children in her mind.

Gradually, those images with different styles gradually merged together to form a white and soft doll, with black hair, bright black eyes, and a small body.

Looking at him, the love in my heart is like a flood, and I can't suppress it no matter what.

A name engraved deep in the soul rolled to the lips, and blurted out, "Jiajia..."

Mu Qiu noticed Lan's strangeness, and quickly stretched out his spiritual tentacles, and touched Lan's forehead tentatively.

This time, Lan didn't feel any obvious discomfort, but the aura around him stagnated for a moment when the transparent tentacles stretched out.

Mu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and tried to enter Lan's spiritual realm.

Lan instinctively felt the familiar fluctuations, and did not stop them. Mu Qiu's entry went very smoothly.

However, after "seeing" the scene inside clearly, Mu Qiu's heart trembled violently.

He had never seen such a dilapidated spiritual realm, moreover, it was the spiritual realm of a guide.

Mu Qiu didn't notice Lan's mental tentacles before, thinking that it was because of his injuries in the spiritual field, but he never thought that his spiritual tentacles were actually torn off!

It's unimaginable what kind of pain that is, it's probably ten thousand times more painful than death!

At this time, the two people's spirits intersected, and the terrifying impression that penetrated into the soul also conveyed to Mu Qiu's spiritual realm, making him shudder.

An indescribable sadness rose in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

Lan subconsciously approached Mu Qiu and hugged him.