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I still followed Arm Mike back to the mother tree.

The wind whistled past my ears.Neither of them spoke.

Eric didn't stop Arm Mike and me from examining the plants, he didn't even care.He just told me one thing, need to find energy.

"What energy source?" I asked.

"It's this kind of stone." Eric suddenly took out a small piece of fluorite.That little piece of fluorite is like a clear pearl, quietly exuding a gentle light.

"I have tested it. This stone contains a huge amount of pure energy, and the system also admits to using it as a substitute material for the solid part. The liquid fuel part on the spacecraft is still sufficient, which can satisfy a space trip."

I know that the spaceship is set to go back and forth, and the energy must be sufficient.

"Really?" I just asked.

Eric smiled, that smile was indifferent, "So what if you can't? You have to try. Of course, the liquid energy can only be used once, so..." He looked at me, and there was something in his eyes. A violent and depressive emotion was surging, but his tone was still calm, "We only have one chance."

We only have one chance...

My heart suddenly turned upside down.

"Once the hydraulic pressure is turned on, the remaining fuel tanks can only be used up, and it is useless to find energy in the future."

He said lightly, with a very calm tone.But I felt a faint suffocation-like depression.Fang seemed to be a ferocious beast driven to the brink of death, preparing to fight to the death with its last hope.

Suddenly, I understood how determined Eric was.

But such a determination... I can't do it.

He has no way out.but me……

Sitting on the back of the winged bird, thinking back to Eric's words all the way, thinking silently all the way.

Eric's determination infected me.

"Han Chi..." Arm Mike suddenly said, his voice was low and depressing, as if he was sighing.

I regained my senses slightly, "Huh?"

"You want to go back, don't you?" he asked softly.

I hesitated and nodded.

He smiled immediately, very helplessly, as if he had been preparing this smile for a long time, waiting for me to nod and say yes.

"I get it," he said. "You don't belong here. I always knew you'd have to go back one day. I was prepared for that."

You have always been prepared, no matter what disasters or surprises are coming, you seem to be prepared, so your demeanor is always calm and calm.

I said silently in my heart.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?" Arm Mike sighed and asked seriously, "I don't know what you are talking about, but I heard about energy. If you have a request, I will definitely agree. "

I looked up at this tall man, he just accepted it like that, and didn't even try to keep him.I suddenly wanted to ask him: "Why didn't you let me stay?"

But the words that were about to blurt out were choked back by me.So what if he asked?Shall I immediately agree to stay?

Wouldn't it hurt more if I refused?

Like I would never ask him if he would like to come back to Earth with me.

Such a question is ridiculous.

Maybe...he already understood, so he didn't say it?

Looking at each other silently for a moment, I turned my gaze away.

The sky is vast, and the world without the setting sun is dark.Although I knew that the stars would come out, I still couldn't avoid short-term depression.

Back to the mother tree, I did normal things as usual, joking with the people around me.Recently, it has also made sense with the Clara people.I found that they really enjoyed listening to stories.Like a bunch of kids.

I didn't know before that they were so easy to coax.Perhaps it was because I put myself in the position of being bullied and weak at the beginning, and constantly had negative emotions towards them, thus ignoring that they are also human beings, and compared to human beings, they are orcs who are much more sincere.

I have heard a saying before that the world is as big as a person's heart is.I didn't quite understand it at the time, but now I seem to understand a little bit.When you let go of your heart to accept it with your heart and get rid of some negative emotions, the world is not as terrible as imagined.But getting rid of negativity took a long time for me.Fortunately, someone accepted me first, and then I slowly accepted the world.

"...So, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were divided into two sides of the Milky Way, and they met once a year on July [-]th." After I finished telling the story, I clapped my hands and said to the Clara and some Yeer people who still had something to say, "Today Let's call it a day. Time to sleep."

They dragged their way through.

"But why are the Cowherd and Weaver Girl separated? There is a Milky Way between them, and they can only see each other once a year. It's so pitiful." Nubis burst into tears, and the child was sentimental.The other Yeer people also nodded desperately.

I stroked his head and comforted him: "The difference between the two of them is too great. A mortal and a fairy should not be together. It is lucky that the cowherd is not dead, and it is even more fortunate that they can meet again." gone."

"But..." Nubis wanted to say something, I patted his head, "Okay, okay, let's go to bed first."

A bunch of children pushed and shoved into the hole.After sending the children away, he let out a long sigh of relief.

When I turned my head, I saw Arm Mike standing behind.

"You really think so?" he said suddenly.

"What?" The endless sentence made me puzzled.

He stared at me and asked slowly: "Because the difference is too big, so shouldn't we be together?"

Looking into his eyes, I was silent.

He didn't ask further, but smiled, "However, their ending is pretty good, at least they can meet."

Still didn't know what to say, so I kept silent.

He stood for a moment, then walked over, covering me in his shadow, leaning over to look at me, "Han Chi..."

I look up at him.

He stared at me and said, "The difference is not an excuse."

I sighed and turned around, not letting myself see his expression, nor letting him see my expression, "Stop talking about this, let's go to sleep."

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt weird, so I changed my words, "Go back to the tree hole and sleep, let's go together."

...is still weird.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Arm Mike sniggering, and I felt a little embarrassed, but I just kept a blank face and walked towards the corridor as if nothing had happened.

Speaking of it, the relationship between the two is very strange.Obviously they have shared the same bed for a while, and their behavior is ambiguous enough, but when it comes to critical moments, they are very polite.

Arm Mike always puts my feelings first, never asks too much, and is even, sometimes very careful.

Just like when he went back this time, he didn't even keep him...

There is also the matter of fluorite. He obviously mentioned that fluorite is precious and plays an important role in opening the barrier of the mother tree, but as soon as I opened my mouth, he agreed without even frowning.

His pampering and pampering made me not know what to say.

On the third day, it was time to return to the spaceship.Eric was still there, with several cans lying on the ground.After he came back, I returned to the spaceship what I had collected from the spaceship and put it at Armmike's place.He also brought him some food.But apart from compressed cans, he didn't touch any other food.

He is very wary of this world.Unlike me, I have begun to accept it slowly.

People's reactions are related to encounters. When I first came here, I was also very uneasy and highly guarded, but I was lucky. I met Nubis, I met Anfisuna, and the most important thing is , met Arm Mike.

I don't know what his situation is, but from his few words, I can roughly judge that he must not be as lucky as me.Walking into the Sunset Forest, fighting with wild beasts, and meeting the scaled humans, killing people...

He always has a ray gun close at hand and wipes it down frequently.Once there is a sign of trouble, quickly pick it up and fight against it.His body is as agile as a leopard.

His eyes were as sharp as some nocturnal animal's, cold and luminous.

Several times his gun was aimed at me.More often it is aimed at Arm Mike.

His nerves were tense.

When I told him that I could find fluorite, a burst of eager light burst out of his indifferent eyes, and he rushed over excitedly and grabbed my shoulder.

"But it will take a while." I frowned slightly, and his hand grabbed my shoulder very hard, as if to crush me, "Fluorite is a very precious thing."

He quickly withdrew his hand and smiled, "I'm sorry."

I also smiled, "I understand how you feel."

Yes, understand, have always understood.I used to get mad about it too.However, it is only understanding.What he was thinking, I don't know.Like he doesn't know what I'm thinking.

His eyes became cold and sharp again.

A lot of things in the spacecraft have been cleaned out. After all, there are people living in it, so it is much tidier.Armmack stood aside, staring intently at the computer screen.He is very smart, he has read it several times, he can basically operate it under my explanation, and he also knows some chemical structures.

Now he is wearing a white coat and protective glasses, with a very serious and focused expression, looking very professional.Unexpectedly, he was so big, and he looked very gentle in a white coat and glasses.What's more, his peculiar appearance didn't seem to have any sense of disobedience.After his eye-catching stripes are covered, the whole person looks very gentle, like a university professor.

The machine hummed slightly.

Eric looked at me and then at Arm Mike, and asked me in disbelief: "He is willing to help you like this?"

I was startled, didn't speak, after a while, just smiled.

"I have to go back." Eric didn't linger on this topic, his focus was not on me and Arm Mike, so he naturally wouldn't care further.

I waited quietly for his words.This is the first time he took the initiative to talk about his ideas to me.

"Because..." There was remembrance in his eyes, and a little bit of tenderness emerged, but it quickly fell silent.

His hand is unconsciously touching the tattoo on his shoulder, and I stare.I noticed that tattoo early on, but didn't pay much attention to it.Many young people have tattoos.When I am in pain, when I am happy, or when I want to remember it, I will get a tattoo with an unknown meaning, or hide it under the clothes, and taste it alone; or show it openly, revealing those unforgettable memories.

Seeing me staring at the tattoo, he put the gun in his hand aside, touched the tattoo and asked me, "Are you interested in this?"

I casually asked, "What pattern is that?"

He smiled lightly, the lines of his facial features that had always been cold softened, and his voice was no longer cold, he said: "This is a word."

"Word?" I was taken aback for a moment, then looked carefully, but still didn't recognize the word.

He laughed without saying a word, and kicked the empty cans on the ground away, and the cans rolled forward, making a crisp sound.

"It's half a word, to be precise. The other half is in another person," he said, with a smile in his eyes.

Arm Mike heard the movement, glanced this way, then turned back and continued to stare at the screen.

In fact... I can guarantee that the screen is nothing to look at at all, the machine is slow, the drawing is also very slow, and the process of running pictures is very boring.And I'm sure he can't read it at all.I really don't know why I keep staring at it.

Looking at Arm Mike like that, I suddenly thought, although he said a lot of things to help me go back, in fact, I still feel a little... reluctant, right?Thinking of this, I suddenly want to laugh.

"You like him, don't you?" Eric's voice sounded in his ear.

"No." I quickly denied.

"You are hesitating." He stared at me and said slowly, "Last time I asked you if you would like to go back, you were hesitating."

With a wry smile, it was still seen.Of course, after a long time, everyone will see it.

I was a little nervous, but I didn't know why.Stare at Eric, at his reaction.

He looked at me and suddenly smiled, "You don't have to be so nervous. I won't do anything to you."

I breathed a sigh of relief.Indeed, it is my freedom to go back or not, why should I feel nervous?

It must be the guilt of feeling that you have betrayed your own kind.

The author has something to say: I feel like I have been tortured for a month, and I kind of forgot the previous plot == Well, I am a pig!

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