[Rebirth] Interstellar Counterattack Guide

The ambition is really big. "There is only one profession that requires people to master eighty common interstellar languages." Do you want to obtain a general interstellar captain's license? "

He Zhishu puffed out his chest: "Yes."

Assas: "What's the use of that kind of thing?"

What is the use of the interstellar general captain license?Becoming an interstellar captain requires N exams that are so difficult that they can mutate earthlings into bald starlings. This is a fact that the entire universe defaults to.

What do you get from being a star captain?Oh, this question is very thought-provoking.

☆、Earthlings who learn foreign languages

Becoming an interstellar captain requires N exams that are so difficult that they can mutate earthlings into bald starlings. This is a fact that the entire universe defaults to.

What do you get from being a star captain?This question is very thought-provoking.

You won't stand at an awards ceremony with a glittering Medal of Honor after passing the exam, and you won't get any special treatment here on Earth.Even starships cost you out of pocket.

So He Zhishu began to save money long before enrolling in the academy, splitting every penny in half and spending it in half, bringing the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation to the extreme, in order to be able to buy his own spaceship after graduation one day.

To become an interstellar captain, you will get a small card that symbolizes your identity, in which you enter your molecular composition and DNA data to ensure that no one will use it fraudulently.But you all know that there are policies and there are countermeasures, no matter how powerful the anti-theft technology is, there will be more powerful black technology to break it.

This little card is definitely hard-won.

First of all, as a captain who can sail freely in the universe, you must master a wealth of knowledge that can span the entire universe.And this knowledge includes extraterrestrial linguistics, extraterrestrial zoology, etc. In the course of extraterrestrial sociology, you must also be familiar with the social architecture of more than 100 galaxies... What do you say there is a translator?What if the translator is broken?Out of power?What about the warranty period? !

Can you communicate with aliens in sign language?Can't!Who knows if they're sticking out your fingers or your genitals? !What if the j□j happens accidentally, and the other party is still a person with a lot of background, what should I do if it causes interstellar disputes!

However, when you overcome all difficulties and get this little card, you will be absolutely magnificent!

First of all, having the right to sail freely between the stars will make many merchants greet you with smiles. Even if you don’t have the capital to do business with people, you can sell a captain’s license in the trading market enough to make you live comfortably for the rest of your life. Good price... After all, you can't expect all men who yearn for the stars and seas to grow a head that can hold the entire interstellar voyage details.

……

The gap between earthlings and aliens is indeed farther than that of humans 1000 years ago and 1000 years later.

Assas's living habits are completely different from those of people on Earth. He Zhishu usually returns home every night after being devastated by schoolwork, and always finds in the dark that aliens appear on the sofa like ghosts and control his semi-intelligence. computer.

……

You really are a gecko monster!

He is no longer alert to the movement of humanoid creatures at night, and he is getting used to being fiddled with from time to time and being woken up to change the water in the bathtub... If things go on like this, even if there is a flower picking in the room in the future The thief might cover his ears without hesitation and continue to sleep soundly.

Thinking of this, He Zhishu felt that his future was bleak.

Of course, even two species that cannot get along will always find an opportunity to get along after getting along for a long time.For example, our classmate He Zhishu just got his third test score of less than [-] points from his distraught linguistics professor at noon today.

Long Feng, whose body pressure had dropped to freezing point, calmly recalled his average test score: "Tell me, can you do another rescue?"

He Zhishu: "..."

Going home at night, He Zhishu threw a stack of textbooks in front of the black-haired alien with a straight face.

"Teach me alien languages."

There was silence in the room, the old thermostat light blinking and whirring.

At this moment Assas was sitting next to the thermostat with a blank expression, tossing A-Gump from his left hand to his right in a bored manner.The little robot uttered terrified screams again and again, but the aliens turned a blind eye.

The amputated part of his right thigh was significantly longer than when it was first bandaged... Of course, He Zhishu always chose to ignore it.

——He didn't raise a gecko!The precipice he raises is not a gecko!

He Zhishu hypnotized himself with tears streaming down his face.

Faced with He Zhishu's attitude of "seeking help" as if he regarded death as home.

Assas smiled silently: "What do you want to learn?"

He Zhishu opened the book calmly: "Ott language."

Assas: "No."

He Zhishu: "Centaur language."

Assas: "No."

He Zhishu: "The lingua franca of the Large Magellanic Cloud."

Assas: "I only know two languages, Interstellar Common Language and Earth Language."

What do you want?He Zhishu closed the book solemnly, without showing the slightest feeling of disgust: "Then teach me that."

Interstellar lingua franca, as the name suggests, is a language that can be used in all galaxies in the universe. Its composition is simple and easy to understand, and some body language is used to assist it. Even the most stupid Turber can use it proficiently.

But its vocabulary is not enough to express the complex emotions of most intelligent creatures, so this is actually a tasteless language.

It is worth mentioning that the creatures who are best at using this language in the universe are the Celestial Beings from the Milky Way on Earth.

——We are a race that can express pain, comfort, comfort, warmth, cold, fear, depression, bitterness, sorrow, embarrassment, confusion, fatigue, enthusiasm, and other emotions with one single-syllable word as early as thousands of years ago Woolen cloth.

From the perspective of aliens who need to use thousands of scales to express a phrase, this is such a mysterious and mysterious thing.

……

A week later, in the extraterrestrial linguistics office, Long Feng called out the latest test data with a pleasant face.

It has been a long time since the old lunatic who questioned him in the academic world for more than ten years slipped his foot in public and rolled from the steps on the eighth floor to the second floor.

Now thinking about the round nose that was smashed into a green mango, it is really comical.

Professor Long Feng tapped his finger on the table in satisfaction: "He Zhishu, your common language has improved so fast, it should be related to that alien visitor?"

He Zhishu nodded stiffly, not because he was so resistant to talking about Assas, but because in the cage on his left was the experimental material obtained by Long Fengxin—a buck-toothed pink bird with eight tails. squirrel.

The pink creature is baring its teeth and gnawing ferociously at the cage made of titanium metal.

It is said that the smell of humans is as crisp and delicious as a plate of roast suckling pig in front of this thing.

—He didn't want to be the belly of an alien creature at all.

As a professor of linguistics, he is so passionate about studying the structure of alien organisms, I am afraid that Long Feng is the only one in the entire education circle.I heard that he is still a well-known rich second generation, and more than half of the aircraft on the entire earth are made by his family.

Even though his family had enough money to burn eight lifetimes of firewood, Long Feng didn't know what went wrong in his head. He gave up the family business and chose to become a professor in this college with a very low employment rate.

It can only be said that the world of the rich and the poor can't understand it?

He Zhishu said: "He only knows Interstellar Common Language and Earth Language."

Long Feng blinked: "This is really an interesting phenomenon." He transferred a piece of information to the smart terminal, converted it into a holographic image and projected it in front of He Zhishu.

"There are a total of 89 or eight planets with signs of life in the Hubble K230 galaxy, but your guest can only speak Interstellar Common Language and Earth Language. Then there are only two possibilities. [-]. He can only speak Interstellar Common Language in a Second, he is basically an alien living on Earth.”

Both answers are solid.

However, he still prefers the first one. How could such a sturdy and unpredictable alien be raised in a place with such a simple folk customs and outstanding people?

He Zhishu thought for a while, and turned his attention to the catalog below the holographic image: "Are these all the data of the Hubble K89 galaxy?"

Long Feng said: "Yes, I only found these useful materials. It's a pity that my teacher's database does not have data on a planet called Yake." He paused, "It is worth mentioning that these The profile is decades old, what is the biometric age of your guest?"

He Zhishu said: "20 years old? 25 years old? Anyway, very young."

Long Feng raised his eyebrows and asked: "What else?"

He Zhishu snapped his fingers: "I'm not picky about food, I'm quick to move without a leg, I just have a good face, I like to ravage Forrest Gump and occupy the bathroom." Just the last one is enough to make He Zhishu love him clean. Extremely upset.

He Zhishu didn't tell Long Feng that Assas could regenerate and split.

Based on what he knew about the professor, the consequences of doing so were either being forced to go home with him to slice Assas for research, or to use all coercion and lure to get him to cut a piece back for research.

He didn't want to bear either of these consequences.

Long Feng closed the holographic image thoughtfully, indicating that he would continue to investigate from this aspect, then turned around and started his new experiment.

"By the way, the Hubble K89 galaxy issued the first wanted reward order for the entire universe yesterday. It is known that the wanted person has left the Hubble galaxy. According to calculations, the probability of him coming to the Milky Way is [-]% Three past two."

Among the tens of millions of galaxies in the vast universe, the probability of [-] is already quite high.

But interstellar wanted man?

In He Zhishu's mind, Assas sat on the sofa of his house expressionlessly satirizing his pronunciation—how could it be possible.

Long Feng secretly took out a strangely colored injection from the toolbox, and the pink buck-toothed squirrel howled miserably in the titanium metal cage.

He Zhishudan, who has always been atheist, put away his quiz card in pain, and crossed the poor creature on his chest before leaving.

Amen.

……

Probably the only advantage of domesticating aliens is that they can learn alien languages ​​in person.

It’s as if all universities in the 21st century love to hire foreign teachers. Although Starfleet Academy also has alien professors, He Zhishu wanted to build a good relationship with Master Long at the beginning, so he might get a discount when buying a spaceship in the future, so he went to the arms of this strange professor— —As a result, he finds his extraterrestrial language lessons more and more fucked up.

But fortunately, Assas was still very human when he was teaching. His low and magnetic voice played the monosyllabic lingua franca, which made He Zhishu's ears itch.

Assas: "Ah-"

He Zhishu: "Ah... ah..."

Assas said unbearably: "You are saying hello, not jjj."

He Zhishu: "Got it."

Assas: "... chirping, chirping, chirping."

He Zhishu: "...cheeping, chirping?"

Assas: "..."

The black-haired alien hooked his fingers at him, "Open your mouth."

He Zhishu leaned his head obediently, opening his mouth so that people can see all the way from the throat to the stomach.

Assas stretched out his finger and flicked his tongue, in exchange for He Zhishu's 'ah' cry of pain!

"Don't keep your voice shut."

The alien pinched the tip of his tongue and said, "Interstellar lingua franca is a language called musical language. Your tongue is very good, so you shouldn't learn it so badly."

He Zhishu withdrew his tongue from under Assas' hands, rubbed his numb cheeks and said, "My tongue grows well?" Why didn't his ENT doctor tell him this.

Assas continued: "And your eyes are also very good. Compared with pronunciation, I think you are more suitable for reading."

In the eyes of most silicon-based creatures, the shape and size of body parts have a direct relationship with their functions.

For example, the largest biological function is better than the smaller one.

Aliens with bigger eyes They certainly have an advantage in vision that other races don't have.

—Of course, there are usually exceptions for mammals on Earth.

He Zhishu knew all these things, so when he heard the compliments from the aliens about his body shape, he suddenly became a little buoyant, and by the way began to push forward: "Then what else do I look good on?"

The black-haired alien looked him up and down: "No more."

He Zhishu: "..."

Assas is very serious: "Many human beings don't grow up well, you have to know how to be content."

He Zhishu: "...Then I have to thank you! (╯‵ ′)╯"

After getting along for a long time, He Zhishu discovered that the temper of this alien is actually very easy to understand.

His likes and dislikes are clearly revealed.

For example, he hates the 'ancient Chinese dishes' made by He Zhishu and refuses to eat them.But he has a special liking for dry and nutritious food. For this reason, He Zhishu has despised him many times for not having a tongue.

Obviously a handicapped person was staying on the bed and occupying his computer one second, but in the next second he appeared in the kitchen out of thin air to fiddle with his mechanical storage.

—Actually, you have a hidden third foot, right?

Also worth mentioning is the half-broken leg that was housed in the bathroom.

Every time He Zhishu went in to change the water, he felt that he was a mad scientist in that old black and white movie, researching new types of human weapons in an attempt to destroy world peace.

The alien's cells were indeed not covered. The bloody thing turned into a ball after being soaked in hot water for a week.

A meatball.

Over time, the ball actually began to sink and float in the water consciously.

He Zhishu already thought it was disgusting enough, but Assas told him maliciously that the ball would grow hands and feet in the future.

……

Even more disgusting TAT

Sure enough, aliens are the most incomprehensible!

☆、Abducted earthlings

During class breaks in the college, the Martian girl, who looked extraordinarily gentle and charming except for her appearance, turned her green head kindly, and said to He Zhishu in jerky Earth language: "Student He, we are going to the spaceship for the next class." Field trip, can I invite you to accompany me?"

Facing the extremely straightforward overtures of Martian girl and the mating touch that was about to reach his face.

Student He Zhishu twitched the corners of his mouth and smoothed the goosebumps on his arms: "No need, I'm going to Professor Long's office in the next class to study Alt language."

In Starfleet Academy, He Zhishu's poor grades in alien language are as impressive as the number of broken bones, which is daunting.

The Martian girl sighed in disappointment, got up and spread her four soft tentacles to crawl out.

He Zhishu wiped his sweat with lingering fear: I'm sorry girl, even if I'm heterosexual, I can't be hard on eight-legged animals...

He packed up his things, and when he walked out of the classroom, he deliberately avoided the sticky liquid left by the Martian girl. It was just an excuse to go to tutoring, don't expect his alien language professor to throw away his million-dollar experimental materials Concerned about his dumbest student ever.

So it was a wise choice for him to put down his face and ask the splinter monster to give him tutoring!

Babies who are freed are really suffering.

He Zhishu sighed brightly and sadly, packed his things and went home early.

Humming the most popular pop song of this season, He Zhishu's good mood suddenly fell into an ice cellar after opening the door.

Wreckage of packaging was scattered around the door.In the middle of the originally small living room, there is a gleaming two-person aircraft—the smooth ergonomic design, the sophisticated titanium metal appearance, and the rich gold color scheme that is enough to blind the eyes of He Zhishu. , all of which reveal the high value of this thing and the prodigal atmosphere of the buyer.

And his uninvited alien guest, the intruder who couldn't hide his fitness even though he was wearing the cheapest clothes, was filling the full blue energy tank with a joyful expression. .

The aircraft beeps once, indicating that the startup is complete.

He Zhishu worked hard to prevent himself from erupting immediately. He closed the door and took a deep breath: "Who made this?"

Assas sneered under his breath, as if he had asked a ridiculous question.

The answer is obvious.

A-Gump swayed beside his master, unconsciously gliding around his master: "Master, your stingy problem really needs to be corrected. Walking two kilometers a day will not make your muscles more developed."

He Zhishu tried his best to restrain his anger, and said softly: "Go return the product."

A-Gump shook the antenna, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

He Zhishu lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He said word by word, sonorously and forcefully: "Go, return, goods."

Assas straightened his waist, propped his elbows on the cushion of the aircraft, and showed a charming smile: "No need to return the product, this is not bought with your money."

He Zhishu stared at him firmly: "Then where you got it from, you can get it back. This is my home, and I have the right to decide what is allowed and what is not allowed to stay here."

Assas whistled unexpectedly, and smiled even more: "This is much more determined than when you refused me to stay here."

In this day and age, everyone can fly a flying machine, just as people have bicycle skills centuries ago.Especially in today's fast-paced society, where everyone can't wait to squeeze 1 minute into 8 minutes, an aircraft that can accommodate at least one person is already a must-have civilian transportation for every family.

Therefore, almost all buildings have their own aircraft parking platform when they are built-a flat titanium plate fixed on the balcony, which is mainly used to dock various small flying equipment, and can also be used to assist flying.

In this era, He Zhishu is probably the only one who locked the dock.

——Oh, there may be Alt immigrants who are inherently afraid of heights.

But now, the titanium combination lock was opened lightly and thrown aside casually.

The door leading to the dock was ajar, and the night wind seeped out from the outside from time to time, blowing on He Zhishu's blushing cheeks from sullenness, he was shocked immediately, and took two steps back.

Seeing this scene, Assas twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a playful arc: "Do you want to take a ride?" He suggested.

He Zhishu's arrogance disappeared instantly: "What! No, I don't want to sit on it!"

A-Gump, with a dilapidated emotional perception system, thought it was just the work of his old-fashioned master's self-esteem that rejected new things, and slid behind him deftly: "Come on master, you always refuse to try new things, even a can of Pepsi I won’t even buy lubricating oil. Doesn’t Wanglaoji also produce shoe polish? The transformation of the food industry into a light industry is an inevitable trend of the times. If this continues, your thinking will rust!”

He Zhishu angrily lifted the disobedient robot—find its reset button and quickly press it.

The indicator light of the little robot changed from red to blue, blinked quickly, and suddenly screamed: "Oh my god! How can I put in mechanical equipment that does not belong to this family against the owner's wishes!"

The most intolerable thing for most robots is to go against the wishes of their owners.

Some robots with high loyalty will even pathetically self-destruct if they accidentally go against their will.

Obviously Assas tampered with A-Gump's system settings at some point, making it temporarily forget what He Zhishu had specially told him.

The little robot, who was ashamed and blamed himself, made a piercing electric sound similar to a human crying, and began to slam itself into the wall.

"I'm very sorry! I'm very sorry! A-Gump is not a good robot!"

He Zhishu has black lines all over his head.

He dragged the robot away from the wall, "Turn off your sound generator! It's too noisy!" He didn't want to be evicted by the landlord tomorrow because of the noise problem!

A-Gump squeaked plaintively and stopped making any more noises.

Ignoring the farce next to him, Assas started the engine, and blue low-temperature flames spewed out from the tail of the aircraft crazily, showing the superior performance and strong horsepower of this aircraft.

After finally coaxing the robot, He Zhishu turned his head to face this big guy who gave him a headache.

Assas said before he spoke: "My legs and feet are a bit inconvenient. If you want me to leave as soon as possible, you always need a means of transportation."

What kind of inconvenient legs are you?

He Zhishu calmed down, and when he heard Assas say he was going to leave, he froze for a moment, realizing that this kind of crazy day was finally coming to an end.

He obviously should pray to God and Buddha to thank God, but he didn't know why he felt a strange sense of loss.

The earthling pretended to be calm and said: "That's really great. Remember to leave me your address, and I will reimburse you for the bills and medical expenses for the past half month."

Assas continued: "But, I need your help."

He Zhishu silently turned around and went into the study to type a global map for him: "...Starting from the window sill and flying straight, six thousand miles is the nearest interstellar port."

"But I have some mobility problems." Assas blinked his deep and charming black eyes, and gently seduced the inexperienced earthlings, "Six thousand miles, it only takes 10 minutes, you are the only one I know Earthlings, I need your company."

A voice in He Zhishu's head warned him loudly: "Don't believe him! He is so fluent in Earth language, how could he only know you as an Earth person! He must be plotting something wrong!"

At the same time, another faint voice said: "Ten minutes, only ten minutes...you will never see him again."

……

He Zhishu slid his Adam's apple: "Okay."

Only 10 minutes.

Assas smiled like a spring breeze, almost blinding He Zhishu's eyes.He was ushered into the cold back seat of the aircraft, and the black-haired alien deftly took out the seat belt and fastened it for him.

Only 10 minutes.

Assas quickly stepped onto the front seat, and A-Gump followed the instructions to open the door of the docking platform for them.

Only 10 minutes.

"Take off!" Amidst the huge roar in the ear, the aircraft jumped up - after about five meters of assisted sliding, it successfully flew into the sky!Jumped [-] meters in less than three seconds!A-Gump waved the mechanical arm on the docking platform to see them off.

It's only 10 minutes... Ahhhhh! ! !

He Zhishu rolled his eyes, slumped on the back seat, and did not move.

This is the deepest secret that He Zhishu has always kept hidden, and it is also the reason why he seldom rides in an aircraft, and even falls off and breaks his arm during a simulated flight.

——He suffers from a mild acquired fear of heights.

Hundreds of meters above the ground, strong winds were blowing, and the shrill sound of the wind that seemed to tear people in half could be heard in my ears.

Various types of flying equipment in the high altitude of the city are gliding in the air in an orderly manner.Sometimes keep pace with them, sometimes part ways.

After Assas maneuvered the aircraft through a cluster of buildings inserted into the ground like bamboo sticks with ease, the other fliers gradually disappeared from their sight, and the flying vision ahead was clear.

Assas set up the autopilot, then turned around and began to take care of the earthlings whose life and death were unknown in the back seat.

"Are you still alive?"

Poke it, but He Zhishu didn't move.

After poking it twice, He Zhishu didn't move.

After poking it three times, He Zhishu's eyelids trembled, but he still didn't move.

But under that lifeless face, Assas found that the guy's hands were firmly grasping the edge of the cushion, with such strength that he doubted whether his nails would break.

"Is fear of heights an essential quality for a starship captain?"

This sentence directly hit He Zhishu's sore spot, he jumped up from the cushion, and said vigorously: "How is it possible!"

Hearing this, Assas seemed to raise his eyebrows in surprise, looked left and right, and pointed to the outside scene guidingly.

"..."

He Zhishu snapped and bounced back like a spring.

After successfully coaxing the earthlings onto the ship, the gentle and considerate aliens disappeared without a trace... Could it be my own illusion?

He Zhishu burst into tears and annoyed himself for being reckless and soft-hearted again.

This is really the most typical crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!

——Sure enough, such vicious and arrogant aliens who don't know how to repay their kindness should be chopped up by the cleaning robot and thrown into the recycling bin to be made into handicrafts! TAT

The situation is deadlocked.

He Zhishu tightly gripped the seat belt, closed his eyes and squeezed into the innermost part of the seat cushion like a group of mice.

No one said a word during the entire drive.

I don't know how long it took, He Zhishu suddenly felt his stiff hand being gently grabbed, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw that the impatient alien seemed to be trying to comfort him: "Don't worry, I'll be here soon!" arrive."

What medicine did you take wrong!

He Zhishu opened his eyes wide-could it be that he got up in the morning and took some earth medicine by mistake, which caused some kind of distorted personality modification to his silicon-based life genes?

The body temperature of aliens is almost freezing.

But as long as there is a little bit of warmth covering the back of his hand, He Zhishu slowly settles down, as if even his heart, which was so cold due to fear, began to feel warm.

And it must be because of the dizziness, he actually felt that the bad factors of the alien who put his palm on the back of his hand with a cold face were greatly reduced, and even the facial lines softened.

"Fragile carbon-based organisms." Assas frowned and complained.

... Definitely lost his head.

After three hours of grueling struggle with the cushion.

When they finally docked at their destination, the cushion under He Zhishu's buttocks was so dilapidated that it looked like it had just been deeply processed from a grinder.

He Zhishu let go of his sweaty hand—mainly because he was sweating.He climbed off the aircraft as if fleeing, and vomited on the side of the road without any scruples.Assas glanced at the cushion that should have been brand new with regret: "It's a pity, this product can't be returned at all."

He Zhishu, who was still vomiting, turned his head suddenly: "Where did you get the money to buy the aircraft?!"

That, he found, was the crux of the matter.

A seriously injured (no wonder) alien with a mysterious whereabouts and a pair of underwear all over his body asked him to provide support. Where did he get the money to buy such a luxury as an aircraft?

...This alien probably sold him secretly, right? !

Assas turned his head, as if he knew what he was thinking: "Don't worry, the market price of carbon-based humans in adulthood is far less than the factory cost of an aircraft."

He Zhishu: "..." Thankfully, he was reincarnated as an Earthling in this life.

The unresponsive earthman finally calmed down and began to observe where he was held hostage by the splinter monster.

——First of all, this is absolutely impossible to be an interstellar port!

The cracked land, which was so barren that even weeds could not grow, stretched as far as Hezhishu could see, and there was no one around, not even a living thing to be found.Mountains of discarded items that may have been there for hundreds of years surround it like mountains.

And the sky above their heads that they could only see was still a gloomy yellowish color.

Several small detection robots with propellers hovered restlessly over the waste.

He Zhishu immediately began to search for the communicator-equivalent to a mobile phone in the 21st century.

After searching in vain, he silently stared at dozens of discarded soda cans scattered in front of him for a few seconds—a product of soda cans that had been abandoned by the times for at least 200 years.Immediately felt very bad: "Where did you get me? What do you want to do?"

Assas parked the aircraft next to a pile of waste, turned off the engine, and found a piece of dusty rag to cover it—it was a perfect concealment method: "The world's largest toxic substance dump can also Call it Dead Tree Mountain. The garbage thrown here is complete waste that cannot be reused and can only be treated in isolation."

He Zhishu looked around: "Dead tree? Can you find me an object like a 'tree' here?"

Assas happened to pick up a crooked and thick iron rod, which looked like a four-cornered crutch used by an old man (it also looked like a weird old pine tree pole): "How about this?"

He Zhishu: "..."

Assas swung the iron rod vigorously, leaving a deep mark on the ground: "I advise you to give up this question. If you want to know the answer, you have to ask its namer. But he has been buried underground for at least 200 years... …Maybe there were still trees here at that time?"

...Why does this alien act like he knows more about his hometown than he, a native of the earth?

Seeing the clumps of black smoke in the distance, He Zhishu's goosebumps rose: "Is there any problem with that smoke?" Will he mutate into a strange eight-legged creature like the Martian girl if exposed to too much?

He Zhishu couldn't help feeling deeply worried.

The people of the Celestial Dynasty a few centuries ago still had the anti-drug ability to be proud of the masses, but it is hard to say whether they can still drink the water of the Ganges with a smile today when the environmental sanitation is gradually improving.

"Speaking of which, how do you know this place? It's impossible for people to come in and out of this kind of place casually!"

Assas replied, "Travel magazine."

He Zhishu: "..." This kind of ghostly place where the birds don't shit is actually a scenic spot? !

Assas lowered his head and focused on checking the sturdiness of the crutch: "As for why you can enter and exit here... because I modified the sensing system of the aircraft so that it can successfully avoid the interception net here. By the way, this belongs to the category of illegal modification, Captain. , if you take it back, the inspection and processing department for illegal non-land transportation equipment and related parts will come to invite you to drink tea and chat in less than half a day."

He Zhishu: "...not...not some department?"

Why do the names of all relevant departments have to be named so that people can't remember them? !

And the author, aren't you really cheating on the word count!

After inspection, this is a solid iron stick-shaped object with a certain degree of attack.

Assas leaned on it leisurely—as if he really needed this thing for transportation, and walked forward steadily: "Why are you in a daze, are you still not following up? Sir, the remaining energy of the aircraft is not enough to fly!" Back in the city, if you choose to stay here to appreciate the waste from centuries ago... I don’t mind taking care of one less burden.”

He Zhishu: "..."

You are the one who brought me here because you need to take care of me, you arrogant alien!

And don't call him Master Captain anymore, do you want me to blatantly call you a splinter monster?Convex (#｀Д′)! !

☆、Threatened earthlings

The scorching sun is in the sky, and the air is so dry that only thick dust enters and exits the mouth between breaths.The ground was dry and cracked, and there was no wind at all. The humming motor sound of the detection robot hovering above was the only sound that could remind He Zhishu that he was not dreaming.

Even in such a harsh environment, the alien, who is as chic and comfortable as a king in a garden, limped towards the garbage mountain with his old man's crutches in his hand.

He Zhishu kicked the ground a few times angrily, covered the puddle he vomited with soil, and trotted after him.When he kept pace with the aliens, he got an unexpected look from the other side: "You really are not worried at all."

worry about what?

A hostile environment full of unknown dangers, surrounded by only an alien splinter monster full of mysteries, no water, no food, no place to stay... He Zhishu thought about it seriously, and found that under normal circumstances he should really worry about his current situation situation.

But is worry helpful?If he was worried, would it be possible to turn back time and go back to the moment when he temporarily softened his heart and dragged this vicious and malicious cuttlefish star home?

No!

He Zhishu sighed: "Mr. Lu Xun told us: a true warrior dares to face up to the bleak life and face up to the dripping blood."

Assas: "Who is Mr. Lu Xun?"

He Zhishu: "A doctoral student with Chinese and Chinese medicine."

Assas: "Sounds great, not like someone you'd know."

"roll!"

Mentioning the high school texts really reminded He Zhishu of some useful information, and he tapped his palm: "I remembered!