Win Wayne

Wen didn't understand why Wendy's expression became even worse after she answered this way.

But Wen didn't take it to heart. She had given up on the unattainable goal of understanding Wendy's thinking as early as the first day she knew Wendy existed, their first conversation.

The reason for letting her chat with Wendy was not so much boredom as it was to make herself feel better.

She is the one who bears the pain for Wendy, and talking to Wendy to distract her will help alleviate her own pain.

However, talking to Wendy is actually a very irrational thing, so it is still a mystery whether it will relieve my pain after doing so...

But it's better than doing nothing.

Wendy disappeared again, and Wen couldn't wait to go to the living room after staying in the room for a few minutes.

After a long absence, she turned on the TV and watched the news in New York for a while.New York is still the same. The recent headlines have been economic news. It seems that Wakanda has released some particularly explosive news. The Stark Group and Wakanda have established a cooperation.

Wyn didn't know much about Wakanda, but Tony was interviewed on TV, so she watched it for a few minutes.

Just a few minutes was enough for her to understand what happened - Wakanda, which was originally so poor that it only had agriculture in the eyes of everyone, has actually been hiding its true strength.

Wakanda is actually a technological powerhouse powerful enough to overwhelm the world, but they have no image of foreign aggression.In order not to cause covetousness and hostility, and for the sake of peace and tranquility within the country, they closed their doors. Until not long ago, the new king decided to show and share part of their technology to the world.

It was really explosive news.

... Such a wonderful plot can actually happen in the real world?

Wen was amazed.

This news replaced Tony's interview as her most curious part, and Wen wanted to know why Wakanda's technological level was so-according to Tony, leading the world.

The news did not elaborate on what was going on, but only vaguely stated that the ancestors of Wakanda got meteorites from outside the sky, and the "vibration gold" contained in the meteorites allowed their technology to far surpass the outside world for hundreds of years.

temperature:"……"

She realized very deeply that she really couldn't understand the laws of the world, and accepted this fact calmly.

Then she turned off the TV.

Connor may or may not be in his room.There was so much time, and the atmosphere was so laid back, that Wen had the freedom to spend 10 minutes thinking about going to Connor's room to see if he was there.

She listed all the reasons for herself not to go to Connor:

First, in this kind of sky that doesn't look much different from the night, going to a room of the opposite sex, especially the opposite sex who has almost half-confirmed the relationship just now, seems to hide a very strong hint.

Second, she wasn't ready yet.

Third, it seems too urgent to find each other just after we separated. Although she doesn't mind appearing eager, relatively speaking, she is still willing to abide by the underlying social rules.

Fourth, she wasn't particularly eager to see Connor either.

Fifth, she thought too seriously, and was a little obsessed with this thinking atmosphere, so that she kind of forgot that she had thought of meeting Connor before.

So Wen Xing lay down on the sofa with a lack of interest.

The sofa was very wide, and when she slept on it, it made the sofa look like a small single bed. Wen raised his feet up boredly and put them on the back of the sofa, looking at the elegant arc of the stretched legs.

She felt an indescribable agitation in great perplexity.

This kind of anxiety is different from the anxiety conveyed by Wendy, it even feels a little sweet, like waiting with anticipation for a certain response.

It took Wen another 10 minutes to be sure—she still wanted to see Connor.

There is no reason.I don't know the so-called at all.She can't even figure it out.

She just wanted to see Connor.

"Connor?" she called out.

"I'm here." The reply sounded from beside her.

Wen turned his head and saw Connor squatting beside her, looking at her with interest: "What are you doing?"

"You see, I didn't do anything," Wen said, and she raised her hand to snort Connor's beautifully combed hair, messing up his mohawk. "What about you?"

"I went back to my cabin and brought back some things." Connor brushed his hair back indifferently, and then brushed it neatly again. "Some furniture and a few books that I'm used to."

Wen asked in surprise, "You still like reading?"

"I can't say whether I like it or not. I have to find something to pass the time." Connor said, "This place is actually quite boring. After seeing the scenery a few times, I get used to it. It dawns late and gets dark early. There's no one there."

"I came to Iceland to see the aurora." Wen Yuyu said, "Now that I see it, I haven't figured out what to do next."

Connor showed that smirk again: "Continue to watch the aurora? If it's like today every time, I'll be happy to accompany you."

"You also have to accompany me when you're not watching," Wen said.

"I was discovered by you." Connor sat down next to Wen, "You don't seem very happy?"

"I'm not unhappy when you're here." Wen put down his legs hanging from the back of the sofa, adjusted his posture, and put his pillow on Connor's lap, "It's just a little boring."

"Oh." Connor nodded thoughtfully.

Immediately afterwards he said, "Do you want to see something interesting at my place?"

Wen suspects Connor of sex, but she has no proof.

"Okay." She readily agreed without thinking.

After Connor brought her into the room, he didn't say anything obscene at all, but turned off the light directly.Wendy held her breath nervously in the dark room, and she didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or regret, but Connor immediately turned on something that looked like a projector.

In an instant, the entire space brightened.

No, not brightening, but flickering erratically, these flickering shimmers gradually turned into faint hazy lights, and Wen's eyes didn't even go through the adaptation stage to realize what these glowing things were.

the stars.

Wen knew that she was staying in a small room now, which was not even as big as the bathroom connected to the bedroom that Wendy owned, but in her vision, she was clearly in the vast and boundless universe.

"Look at your upper left," Connor said briskly. "That's a molecular cloud collapsing into an open star cluster. It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Wen really wanted to say that I don't know what you're talking about at all, so please explain in detail what this thing is all about. Unfortunately, before she could say this, a long list of noun explanations emerged from the bottom of her heart, and she still cooperated with it. Many images flashed through her mind.

"It's beautiful," Wen said. "How long does it take for it to form a star?"

"I don't know, it's about to collide with another molecular cloud. Molecular clouds with such a pure color are rare, and they usually seem to be unevenly dyed," Connor said, "but this one is very pure purple-red, a little Various shades, but no other variegation."

"Yes," Wen was attracted by another thing in it, "What is this? It looks like..."

She couldn't believe what she was about to say.

And Connor gave her an affirmative answer: "You are not dazzled, this is a road that spans the entire molecular cloud."

temperature:"……"

Oh shit.The molecular cloud is normal, and the road is also normal, but the railroad tracks that span the entire molecular cloud...is too abnormal!

How did these two things come together so perfectly?How was this thing built that looked like a road and was recognized by Connor as a road?Is it really okay to repair the road to such a place?

No, she should have compromised with this magical world long ago.

Compared with a country whose technological level surpasses that of the whole world, but shows to the outside world that "we are a poor country with only agriculture, and we only rely on our hands and weather to cultivate the land", it is not surprising to build roads to this kind of place, at least This kind of technology is very possible, and Wen can understand the existence of this kind of technology.

So the crux of the matter is...

"Why is it the road?" Wen Qing couldn't help asking.

"I knew you would ask that!" Connor was overjoyed, "Right! Why is it a road! How is this different from trying to turn a sports car into a spaceship? This is too weird!"

"...I kind of understand the builder's thinking." Wen said with mixed feelings, "It's quite fun after accepting this setting, building a road in space... Can this thing really work? Can it be on it? What are you running?"

"Some creatures that don't use this road at all," Connor said, "but basically, there will only be one bus on this road."

Wen couldn't help it again—she didn't even kiss Connor, she assured—and asked, "The bus?"

"Yes, and there are several other models. The most commonly used bus is this one."

I don't know what Connor pressed, and a bus with a unique shape gradually drove up on the road in the dim light.It has a silver-white shell that looks like iron, and there is a chimney above the roof, and thick black smoke comes out of the chimney.

The closer it came, the clearer it was—

This bus is all metal, and the surface is covered with large gears that are precisely meshing and rotating. The thick connecting rod transmits the rotation of the gears to the wheels, and the power of the gears seems to come from those slender pipes. The valve interface of the valve spews out white gas intermittently, no matter how you look at it, it looks like steam...

The shape and operation of the entire bus are full of grooves, and against the beautiful molecular cloud background like veil, this scene has a certain sacred color.

Wen was dumbfounded.

"This thing," she asked hesitantly, "how does it work? By magic?"

Connor burst out laughing, admiring Wen's expression with great joy, ruthlessly shattering her fantasy.

"No," he replied cheerfully, "it runs on steam."

"So you mean..."

Connor said, "This thing burns coal."

Damn it, Wen thought, so there was one more unreasonable thing in this world, and she was not surprised at all, but rather wanted to laugh.

She turned her head to look at Connor's expression, and asked him with a smile, "You just want to show me this thing?"

"I don't particularly think about it." Connor replied, "But I think it's funny, so I want you to laugh too."

So meekly obeyed his will, laughing so hard that he fell on his shoulder.