star watcher

Milan was awakened by the strong fragrance, his nose twitched, he opened his eyes, raised his hand and took the vision aid to put it on—wait a minute!

Who can tell him why there is a vision mirror here?

What came into view was a large stone room with very simple furnishings, stone beds, stone doors, animal skins, etc. However, the items looked several times larger than normal, as if I had come to the kingdom of adults.

——Of course this is not the country of adults.

In less than a second, Milan immediately remembered where he was, and pinched his thigh decisively—it hurts!Not a dream!

He touched the vision mirror on his face, and his heart was full of turmoil. This thing is a custom-made product, not to mention the meat lizard, even in the Federation, I have never heard that one can be taken out casually, and it is so useful!

Immediately he felt something was wrong again, although the stone room was very simple, but he was covered with a velvet quilt, completely out of place with the surroundings, what's going on?

Not only that... why is he wearing a pair of blue boxer briefs?

Facing the unfamiliar and infinitely inconsistent environment, Milan quickly adjusted his thinking. Apart from being rescued, is there any other possibility?

Milan seized the time to self-examine. His limbs were intact. Although his mental and physical strength were not at their best, they were slowly recovering. The collar on his neck was gone, and his eyes... the mechanical prosthetic eye was gone!Still binocular vision!

No wonder he felt a little strange seeing things, the left and right fields of vision combined seamlessly.Milan touched his eyes, and the eyeballs rolled in the eye sockets.This is unscientific, he already dug up one, and now...how long has he been asleep?

Is this really not an illusion?Or a dream?

If it's a hallucination, he should get what he wants.

Milan immediately decided to give it a try. He clenched his fist and whispered, "Bambu—Bambu's still alive."

——The little paralyzed face in memory did not appear.

Milan closed his eyes: "Banbu is still alive, standing in front of me..." He sketched in his mind a boy, fourteen or fifteen years old, with short curly chestnut hair and black eyes, standing straight in front of him , although his face was paralyzed, he could easily discern Bamboo's curious emotion: "...Milan, what are you doing?"

Milan opened his eyes.

No Bamboo.

He didn't open his eyes because of this, he heard footsteps outside.

Before he was sure whether it was safe or not, he had to protect himself first.

Milan squinted his eyes, turned over and jumped up from the big stone table, and ran to a corner to hide in a pile of debris, quietly holding his breath.

Footsteps approached, and then a meat lizard appeared in Milan's field of vision with a bowl in hand.

The meat lizard was not surprised when it saw that there was no one on the stone table. It looked around and found no one, so it simply said, "Come out, I know you can hiss in foreign languages."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Milan matched the voice in his memory: "Help me, you hiss?"

"Yes, my name is Cass." Cass replied, looking at Milan who was still on guard, pointing to the bowl, "Vegetarian, you eat Sisi."

Have food?Milan already felt very hungry when the scent came. Since the other party invited him to eat instead of eating him, Milan responded quickly: "Thank you, I, Milan hiss."

The smallest bowl of the meat lizard is equivalent to a human tank, and the fragrance wafts out of the bowl.

Milan jumped onto the stone table, leaned over to the edge of the bowl, and looked over. The bowl was steaming, filled with thigh-thin purple lumps, which seemed to be some kind of rhizome.

This—not to mention eating it, it is simply impossible to start.

Before Milan could say anything, Cass thought of it, picked out a piece with the tip of his claws and put it on the table, grabbed the velvet quilt and shook it, and a space button fell out with a clang. "Whatever you want, take your own hiss."

Milan put his mental power in, and was taken aback for a moment. The space button is quite complete. Does this mean that a whole family has been moved in?As small as a mug napkin and as big as a sleeping cabin sofa bed, a quilt is missing on the bed... oh, it's the one I just covered...

Eating is the biggest thing in the world, and without thinking too much, he took out the plate, knife and fork, and started to work on the tubers.

Cass also picked up the tuber silently and sent it to his mouth.

At the same time, staring at Milan, use the following meal.

Milan is quite calm when eating under the gaze of others.Staring at it will not lose a piece of meat.

But thinking that he is actually on the other party's recipe, he only has a pair of underwear all over his body...

Chilly, Milan sneezed.

Then he was surrounded by the goose down quilt. Although the opponent's claws were huge and their nails were sharp, the quilt was not scratched at all, and the movement of covering him was very gentle.

"Thanks hiss."

"Eat more sizzle." Cass picked out another piece for him.

A quilt inexplicably brought him a sense of peace of mind.Pulling back the quilt, Milan couldn't help but slow down his eating movements.

"How long have you been asleep, my hiss?"

"Twenty-four hours less than hiss," Cass replied quickly.

Milan's heart was pounding, not only because he recovered in such a short period of time, but also—according to his experience in dealing with meat lizards for more than ten years, the timing unit of meat lizards is "knot", and a "knot" That's roughly the equivalent of 45 minutes.Such a random conversion of the time unit...

This meat lizard is not simple.

The purple tubers were crispy and delicious. After a full meal, Milan finally felt that he was [-]% alive.

Just right, a large spoon was stretched out, fragrant soup.

Milan took out the mug, looked at the red and white polka-dotted body of the mug, said nothing, scooped a cup of soup into the spoon, and drank it slowly.

Well, now full of blood and blue, [-]% alive.

He tried politely: "Thank you for the hospitality, Cass, can I... hiss?" He gestured to take a shower and wipe himself.

On the one hand, it depends on how tolerant and important the other party is to him, on the other hand, he has the initiative, and on the other hand... he deliberately exposed his body, wondering if the other party will continue to use him as food.

"Uh... take a shower? Or wash your face?"

The well-spoken voice hesitated for a moment, and suddenly sounded, Milan was taken aback.

"You can speak foreign languages, and I can also speak foreign languages." Cass's lingua franca is quite pure, with no accent at all. He could be a broadcast host. He pointed to an animal skin curtain: "The bathroom is behind it."

"Thank you!" Milan grabbed the space button and ran quickly.

——His knowledge of meat lizards was completely overturned. In the past, he only knew that meat lizards were cruel and savage, and difficult to communicate with. Who would have thought that they could speak the common language?Coupled with the technology that can cultivate and transplant human eyeballs in a short period of time, it proves that this is a group of advanced creatures. Maybe the level of civilization development is still higher than that of humans. There are intelligent creatures and non-intelligent creatures, smart creatures and stupid creatures. It is not difficult at all!

Although there is a huge difference in body size between a sagittarius and a human, the principle of bathing is similar. The sagittarius does not have a shower, and Milan cleans himself in a bathtub that can be called a swimming pool, puts on a t-shirt, a coat and jeans—space The button not only has clothing, but also fits wonderfully.

Even the combat boots fit like they were custom made.

Did he measure it while he was asleep?

Milan had already calmed down while taking a bath. First of all, make sure that the other party does not want to eat or kill him, otherwise it is unimaginable that a person and a lizard can eat at the same table so peacefully, and what the other party provides is vegetarian!

Secondly, the other party showed a considerable degree of trust in him, and even gave him a space button full of supplies without any scruples. Household daily necessities are nothing, and there are energy blocks in it!There is dry food!There is drinking water!

Since the other party believed that he would not sneak away, he went with the flow and established a good relationship with the other party so that he could further inquire about the meat lizard.

More importantly, there is still a little flaw-Milan heard Cass say the word "foreign language".

Recalling, when he questioned the other party for the first time, the other party also said the word "foreign language" in surprise, and he will not remember it wrong.

Why do the sagittarius call their own language a "foreign language"?Why is the human space button preserved?Why did he understand human things so well, and even changed his underwear?

Is Cass a real saurak?

There is also the method of restoring one's own eyeballs, and the vision aid that happens to be suitable... There are mysteries everywhere.

Even the mug with red and white polka dots looks familiar... familiar? !

Milan pulled out the just-used mug from the space button. The mug looked brand new, but the pattern of red and white polka dots was out of fashion more than ten years ago.

Milan stroked the wall of the cup, his breathing was a little short, and his hands were shaking a little.

He wanted to rush out and grab the other party's neck to ask what the hell was going on!

Take a deep breath.

After leaving the bathroom, Milan dressed neatly and adjusted his mood. When he looked up, he saw Cass lying on the table. His tongue was not poking around like other meat lizards, and his saliva was not dripping like other meat lizards.

The meat lizard quietly rested its cheeks, blinking its black vertical pupils, staring at itself.

Definitely not staring at the food.

Milan cheered himself up, jumped onto the table and looked at the other party: "Cass, can I call you that?"

"Ah."

"Did you cure me? Thank you," Milan said, "How should I repay you? I can do anything except things that violate human morality." If another person cures him, or has any intentions, he will immediately will know.And this sentence also contains a trap: "human morality cannot be violated".

Cass' answer was rather rambling: "Ah, no. We'll leave when you're all right."

"Where are we going?" Milan asked, feeling that the other party would not answer his own tricks.In order to fight for the same front, he used the plural word "we".

Cass corrected very sharply: "It's you, not 'us.'" He couldn't go back and didn't plan to go back.

Milan immediately followed suit: "Okay, where am I going?"

"Go where you're supposed to go."

"The kitchen?" Milan boldly joked.

Unexpectedly, Cass shook his head, and slowly spit out a few words: "Scorpio star field."

Milan froze immediately.

His first reaction was: Oops, the mission failed, the invasion point is still there!

The second reaction was: why send him back?

The third reaction is: His goal has always been to kill the meat lizard to avenge Bamboo, this meat lizard saved his life, did he kill?Or not to kill?

He was thinking, but Cass didn't urge him, and just sat there quietly, staring at him.When Milan came back to his senses, he saw that the black animal pupils were full of his own reflection, and he was extremely focused.

It seemed that if he didn't speak, he would wait and wait and wait and wait.

There is an indescribable irritability, but he just feels that this meat lizard is different from others, with less beast elements and more human elements.

Cass didn't feel irritated, he just felt... reluctant.

He would not urge Milan to leave with the idea of ​​looking at it as long as he could, and staying as long as he could.

There was silence in the room.

At the same time, Ibenshu was on his way to visit Cass - Cass didn't go to work today, so of course he wanted to come over to take care of him.