A different way of living in interstellar rebirth

"Brother," Luoluo dragged her painful body and knelt beside the fire pit to boil hot water. When she saw Wan Qijue coming out, she greeted timidly.

Luoluo was wearing an extremely fat outer shirt, which was longer than her knees, and a rope was tied around her waist as a belt. She was barefoot, and there were many blood-stained scratches on her calves.

Wan Tujue nodded, then went out again, and came to the place yesterday.

The old man was still standing there in a daze, and he didn't know if he had stood there all night.Wan Qijue ignored him and jumped onto that garbage mountain again. There are many things he needs here. In fact, three years have passed in a flash. He needs to learn more about this world. The boy's memory about this world There is not much content, maybe because it is too natural!

"Boy," the old man's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly utter a sound, "You are right, I shouldn't disturb his life anymore, you can take these books, and if you leave here in the future, you will be counted as your own. No, give them to the right people, please!"

An old man who stepped into the coffin with one foot made a sincere request, Wan Qijue looked at him for a while, then nodded slowly.

"Thank you, I thought my whole life was going to be wasted like this. Fortunately, I met you." The old man seemed very happy, "The book you are holding in your hand is a textbook for newborns, do you know? Soldiers are also divided There are many kinds, like where I live, it would be nice to have a level [-] fighter, do you know? A level [-] fighter can be called an earth-level fighter, and then there are human-level, sky-level fighters..." the voice of the old man It gets lower and lower, and gradually disappears.

Wan Tujue jumped off the rubbish mountain, touched the old man's breath, he had passed away.There are neat scrolls beside the old man, many of which have turned yellow, and more are written on dirty cardboard, and there are even formulas engraved on metal plates. In Wan Qijue's view, they are ghost symbols same thing.I don't know how so many scrolls were hidden and brought here. The boy's memory has no information about the storage space.

Wan Qijue put all the piles of things into the space. The old man has been locked up for an unknown amount of time. Will his wisdom fail to keep up with the progress outside.The old man can’t hear these words anymore, if he can hear them, he will jump out and argue with him, the old man thinks that he was also a genius in manufacturing back then, but he was just young and foolish, and he was exiled here for doing something wrong.

Wan Qijue shrugged, let's talk about it after he leaves, I don't know if he can walk in that universe, for those who are newcomers, it is better not to try, no matter whether it can be done or not, it is not a good idea.

Wan Qijue returned to that little den with a book for children. It is estimated that the children of some family have grown up and no longer need it, so they will be thrown away as garbage, which is suitable for Wan Qijue to read at this time.

"Brother," Luoluo wandered restlessly outside the shack. The old man Fick hadn't woken up until now, and the young Luoluo looked at Wan Qijue at a loss, hoping to get some support from him.

Wan Tujue walked to the door and glanced at the old man Fick. His face was flushed, he seemed to be having a fever, and there were some signs of talking nonsense, even to the point of convulsions.

"Apply a cold kerchief to his forehead and change it frequently, maybe he will wake up tomorrow." If the fever can't be subsided, he probably won't be able to wake up, of course Wan Qijue didn't say this.

Luoluo seemed to have a backbone, and limped to get cold water. The child was physically strong, and he didn't have any adverse reactions after being treated like that. He was also very talented to take care of the seriously injured old man.

Wan Qijue was lying in his little den, flipping through the books in his hand to pass the time, the next door was always busy, and gradually, Wan Qijue fell asleep, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

"Brother, brother," Luoluo pushed Wan Qijue up early in the morning, "Brother, go and see, Grandpa is awake."

Wan Tujue sat up and looked at Luoluo's little face with dark circles under her eyes. If there were no red spots, she would be a beauty.

"How do you feel?" Wan Qijue walked into the adjacent small shed.

"It's okay," old man Fick said, my throat was about to catch fire, "give me some water."

"Okay," Luoluo ran to the door, where there was already boiled water, although it had cooled down now.

The old man Fick struggled to sit up and leaned against the head of the bed, took the pottery bowl in Luoluo's hand, took a few mouthfuls, and relieved the thirst in his throat, "A little more."

Luoluo ran out quickly again, tripped over a stone under her feet when she was going out, and didn't care at all when her toes were bleeding.

"How do you feel?" Wan Qijue saw that the old man Fick's face was sallow, but there was no sign of fever.

"Old Fick, what's the matter?" The bald men came over early in the morning, holding some rotten food in their hands. It's not easy for anyone in this world, and kindness has its limit.

"Fortunately," the old man Fick is not a greedy person, and he is satisfied if someone can come to help.

The bald head handed over the unidentifiable food to Luoluo, "Xiaojue, we are going to find some new food. The red noses should have finished picking out the food. We have to grab the first batch."

"Go ahead," Wan Qijue was not interested in the activity of picking up trash, and he didn't want to import that kind of thing at all.

"Is Xiao Jue still not used to it? Look at how thin this little face is." The bald head shook his head sympathetically, "Let's go together, maybe we can find unopened food, and it's okay to give it to Xiao Jue."

Wan Qijue took a look at this bald man, he showed courteousness for nothing, raped or stolen, what was the bald man's idea.

"No," Wan Qijue has no interest in entertaining the public, and this matter is most likely related to that red nose. Compared with the little boy who has not grown up, the one who has grown up is more attractive. Bar!

With a bald head and a regretful expression on his face, Wan Qijue found a bare hillside, which was piled up with loess, and there were a few sparse bushes with few leaves, which looked very thin in the strong wind .

After making sure there was no one around, Wan Qijue entered the space and checked his medicine field.The Rainbow Grass has already shown its head, it is tender green, it is very gratifying to look at.The puppet is also conscientiously watering the medicine fields. The spiritual spring is running water, very clear, and has the effect of purifying the body. It is one of the important materials for refining the marrow pill. Unfortunately, other medicinal materials have not grown yet. Otherwise, he would be able to refine a furnace of pills to enjoy himself.Ever since he discovered that the alchemy furnace and the refining furnace had followed, Wan Tujue's heart had been itching badly. Now some of them were waiting, and the materials were not complete. Only some rare metals could not be refined at all.

Wan Qijue could only leave the space full of regrets. When he saw the frightened expression of a person in front of him, he secretly hated himself for being careless and forgot to investigate the situation first before coming out.

"You, you, ah—" A sharp knife pierced the man's chest, his panic turned into pain, he firmly grasped the sharp knife on his chest, and watched his own blood gushing in disbelief.

Wan Tujue drew out his sharp blade, caught up with the few people who had fled around seeing the situation was not good, piled their bodies together, and burned them all.

Only the dead can keep secrets, this is the tenet strictly enforced by Wan Qijue.

Wan Tujue finished disposing of the corpse, and returned to the small shack as if nothing had happened. Luoluo was cooking a pot of colorful things, and with the stirring of the spoon, it gave off an unpleasant smell.

Wan Qijue went straight into the small shack, sealed his sense of smell, closed his eyes and meditated. He didn't know who those people were from today, maybe he would find out in a short time. Seeing that the clothes of those people were very different from the people here, I'm afraid it's the man with the red nose, but he just doesn't know his status.

Before the next day, Wan Tujue already knew who that person was, making people speechless and want to look up at the sky.

"Get up, get up!" A violent yell broke the tranquility of the night, "Come out, search!"

Wan Tujue walked out of the small shed, and found that the small shed had been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

"Not found," the people who went to search tore down the shack built by Wan Qijue and the grandpa and grandson, and came back to report without finding anything unusual.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to have such a beauty here. Come on, the beauty will follow me, and I won't pursue the gopher matter." of.

"Master, look at what you said, isn't that Xiaojue's blessing? Xiaojue, this is our planet." The bald head gave a thumbs up, "Serve this master well, good days are yet to come! "

"Hahahaha, it's you kid. You are in charge of this piece. You don't know how to be filial to such a beauty. Why, you kid want to hide something!" The red nose pulled the bald man's collar, staring at him threateningly. The meaning is very obvious.

"How could it be, it's impossible, Xiaojue just arrived, I promise to be clean, don't worry." The bald head swore pointingly, even if he had the evil intentions, he would not have the courage.

Red Nose put down his collar in satisfaction, walked up to Wan Qijue, looked him up and down, nodded in satisfaction, and reached out to pinch Wan Qijue's smooth cheeks.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!" Red Nose screamed, begging for mercy repeatedly, his fingers were held in Wan Qijue's hand, bent into strange shapes.

Seeing this, the red-nosed subordinates rushed up with weapons. Wan Tujue turned sideways, raised his red-nosed arm to meet the shining long knife, and the red-nosed arm was broken in two.

Wan Qijue hooked one corner of his mouth, and threw half of his arm on the ground, "With this little ability, how did you become the king, or the boss has been doing it for too long, and the bones of your body are rusted What about it?" The ridicule in Wan Tujue's words was unscrupulous, but it's a pity that Red Nose just rolled on the ground with his arms folded, as for what someone said, he couldn't listen at all at this moment.

"Who else? Let's come together!" Wan Qijue made a provocative gesture.

The people with weapons rushed forward shouting, they didn't know whether it was for cheer or for courage.

Wan Qijue leaned over, and the two people in opposite directions chopped their weapons on each other's body. He stood up, grabbed the arm holding the knife, and chopped off the head of the person rushing up from the side neatly, and then With a flying kick, the person behind him was kicked away and hit his companion.

"Is there any more?" Wan Tujue looked at the crowd who were already afraid to go forward, showing a contemptuous look.

He took a step forward, and everyone who was already frightened took a step back. This move made Wan Qijue laugh secretly, and he left this place meanderingly. Even if he wanted to stay, these people might not Welcome!