interstellar first transfer student

The main star, the headquarters of the Izumo Fleet.

With the disappearance of Shen Zhexi, the developer of Banxia, ​​it didn't take long for the monitoring department affiliated to the Izumo Fleet to discover the strangeness of Shen Zhexi's location.

Although they were ordered to protect the young developer, after all, the privacy of the other party was involved. If there were no special circumstances, they would not keep an eye on the other party's location every second.

But when the person in charge checked Shen Zhexi's location, he found that the other party had actually gone to Zishu Street.

"There's a lot of chaos on Zishu Street, and the police may not be able to intervene. Why did this kid go there suddenly?"

"Anyway, he stayed too long."

"...Is something wrong?"

The two officers on duty communicated with each other, and decided to contact their colleagues on Zishu Street and ask them to help them check the situation.

However, the final news obtained is not optimistic.

Shen Zhexi's personal terminal was actually found in a garbage dump in the Zishu Street slum.

In other words, his terminal has been away from him for quite a long time.

The two looked at each other, and they were finally sure that something really happened to Shen Zhexi.

……

The execution at the headquarters was very fast. After reporting to the marshal, they quickly organized a meeting about Shen Zhexi's disappearance.

The officer on duty looked up at the Marshal who was sitting directly opposite him, feeling a little unreal for a while.

Why did the marshal come over to sit in charge when a student disappeared?

After being poked by a colleague beside him, he suddenly woke up and found that the marshal was staring at him.

"That's Shen Zhexi." The colleague reminded him softly.

"..."

Today's marshal's face seemed to be colder than usual, and the few people sitting opposite him felt that the temperature around them suddenly dropped a lot.

"How's the situation at Laydens?" The marshal with a frosty face finally spoke.

When the subordinates heard the marshal's words, they felt relieved a little, "After confirming with the teacher in charge of the dormitory, Shen Zhexi has never returned to school. The last signal record we can trace is in the mech parts. Near the market."

Ryan put his fingers on the round table, and tapped his knuckles on the table, making regular noises, "He's going to the spare parts market today."

I heard him say a few days ago that I will go in these two days.

The subordinates didn't have time to think about how their marshal said he was so sure, but continued to follow the marshal's thinking: "Shen Zhexi's major is mecha maintenance, and it is indeed very likely that he went to the market."

Hearing this, the marshal who was in deep thought suddenly asked again: "Who is his companion?"

"accompany?"

The marshal's words obviously opened up a new direction of investigation for them.

Not long after, the latest information came through.

"Marshal, this time Shen Zhexi went out with a student named Ouke and a student named Mufeng." The subordinate who received the information immediately sorted out the news and reported, "Now, Ouke has returned to Patriarch Ou house, but that student named Mufeng has also disappeared.”

"Mufeng...?" The name undoubtedly made Ryan feel very familiar.

While the Izumo Headquarters was intensifying the search for Mufeng's information and whereabouts, Shen Zhexi, who had been missing for a long time, finally ushered in the dawn in the dark room.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to see the rising sun outside.

The black-haired youth was still in a state where it was difficult to move freely, and at this moment his face became even paler due to excessive blood loss.

The thin lips also became pale because of this.

Shen Zhexi slowly adjusted her breathing.

He lost too much blood.

That lunatic Rafa... I don't know why, he seems to be very obsessed with taking his blood away.

When Shen Zhexi suspected that she would die due to excessive blood loss, the other party finally stopped.

Then very excitedly took the stuff and left.

He didn't know what the other party was going to do with his blood, he only saw a lunatic.

There is no point in reasoning with madmen, let alone speculating on their actions.

Shen Zhexi forced herself to take a short rest, closed her eyes, and tried not to think about anything.

Preserving energy is the most important thing.

Not long after, probably because the neighbor next door went to work again, he heard a human voice again.

Still can be called tragic and dire.

Shen Zhexi's heart will inevitably fall into some kind of fear, but he still believes that a lunatic like Rafa will eventually receive retribution.

Even for the advancement of human science and technology, it shouldn't be as crazy as him.

Shen Zhexi closed her eyes and rested for a while, then was awakened by the opening of the door of the room.

The light in the room was deliberately dimmed after Raphael left, so he was still a little uncomfortable with the direct light coming in from outside at this moment.

Unsurprisingly, the visitor was Mufeng.

Mu Feng brought some things over, and as soon as he came in, he began to lift the restrictions on Shen Zhexi.

However, due to excessive blood loss, Shen Zhexi's body was really weak, and she fell to the ground as soon as she was put down.

Mufeng didn't come to help him, but just looked down at him.

"How much did he smoke?"

Shen Zhexi weakly got up from the ground, and found that her body still hadn't recovered, and finally chose to sit down on the ground and replied, "I don't know. I didn't dare to look."

It's kind of cruel to see it with your own eyes.

He's not that brave either.

Mufeng didn't ask further, but took him to another room.

Shen Zhexi knew that she could finally enjoy a moment of "freedom", at least temporarily leave this oppressive space.

When changing rooms, Shen Zhexi remembered the voices from the next door that he would hear from time to time, and he couldn't help asking: "Do you know what's going on next door?"

Mufeng: "Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourself."

"... At least I won't die for the time being, right?" This is Shen Zhexi's serious analysis after being trapped here for so long.

Mufeng sent him to the door of the new room.

"There are many ways to make your life worse than death." Mu Feng continued.

These words seem to be intentionally or unintentionally answering Shen Zhexi's last question.

"So this is an interrogation base?" Sensing a slight looseness in Mu Feng's words, Shen Zhexi became bolder as she asked more and more.

Unfortunately, Mu Feng only said: "You talk too much."

Shen Zhexi was driven into a new room, her first reaction was naturally to take a look at the environment here.

The walls on all sides are glowing with metal material, and they look very solid, and there are almost no objects in the room.

Although the furnishings are still crude, it is obviously much better than the one I stayed in before.

Because among these scattered furnishings and objects there are beds and bathrooms.

"You can only stay here for 2 hours." Mu Feng said to him coldly.

But Shen Zhexi is still trying to get some new news: "What is in your hand?"

Mufeng took out more than a dozen nutritional supplements from the bag, and casually threw them on the table.

At this time, Shen Zhexi had already sat on the ground, but raised his head slightly, because he found that there was still something in Mufeng's bag, which didn't look small.

Not food, not machines, not materials.

In fact, he was a little worried that Mufeng would get angry, although he had never seen it before.

Because he himself can't figure out what Mufeng thinks of him now.

But from the conversation just now, he clearly heard the other party's tolerance towards him, and he was able to inquire about information.

In fact, Mu Feng is not angry, at least not to him.

Mu Feng seemed to hesitate a little, but finally took the things out of the bag.

Shen Zhexi took a closer look, and it turned out to be a dark object similar to a tortoise shell.

"What is this?" Shen Zhexi's entire attention was attracted by this thing, and he didn't bother to look at those nutritional supplements.

"Insect shell."

The author has something to say: Ark’s crisis contract is so difficult! TUT old salted fish is too difficult to mix, and it’s hard to copy homework.