Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

Brother, I pick up trash to support you

After Yan Shuo left the cockpit of the mech, Yan Chen's angle of view was fixed, and the scene was fixed in front of Hong Wanyue's house.

When Yan Shuo and the others walked out behind Instructor Wei with low air pressure, Yan Chen felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, not long after that, he saw the four people walking back into the sight of the mecha, and saw Hong Wanyue in Yan Shuo's hands.

The little girl fell asleep peacefully, her frowned delicate eyebrows were smoothed, and the blood splashed on her cheeks was wiped away, leaving light red marks.

It was as if the heart was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, Yan Chen's eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his head, unable to control the valve of tears.

The young man was crying silently, and raised his hand to wipe his face from time to time. He didn't try to hide it, but he didn't say anything, just buried his head and kept crying. Jiang Fei and the others looked at each other, not knowing how to comfort him.

Fortunately, not long after, Yan Shuo sent a communication request.

"Little brother, you are..." The communication was connected, seeing the tears on the boy's face and red eyes, Yan Shuo paused.

What's going on here?

Jiang Fei poked his head out from Yan Chen's side: "Well, brother Shuo... we all saw it."

Saw?What did you see?Suddenly, Yan Shuo looked at his younger brother who was wiping tears again, his lips moved twice, and the words he had organized before finally turned into a low sigh: "Wait for me to pick you up."

"Okay, Brother Shuo, we'll wait for you here." Jiang Fei responded.

The communication hung up, except for Yan Chen who was still wiping tears, Jiang Fei and the others couldn't help but look at the yellow sand all over the sky, begging Yan Shuo to come over quickly.

They had never raised a child before, now Yan Chen was crying without saying a word, they really didn't know how to coax them.

However, it's good to be able to cry... Brother Shuo is probably very sad, I hope he doesn't hold back too much.

Ugh……

Instructors from major military academies came out, and the Zerg that was raging in the Eastern District were quickly found out one by one and handed over.

The alert was lifted and residents whose movements were restricted were able to return to their homes.

At dusk, the light between the sky and the earth gradually dimmed and was gradually swallowed by the darkness, and a wind blew on the desolate star.

Hong Luyue always felt restless.

She was wearing the official C-34 uniform skirt, and she would habitually slow down her pace on weekdays, but today, as soon as she finished her work, she couldn't wait to take hurried steps home.

On the way, she initiated a communication request with her sister, but got no response.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Hong Luyue started to run slowly, until she reached the door of the house, her pace gradually slowed down.

She held the doorknob, but suddenly felt a sense of fear, as if something terrible was waiting for her behind the door.

Hong Luyue took a deep breath and pushed open the door: "Crescent Moon—"

In front of the table, Yan Chen, Yan Shuo, Sang He, and Shao Ning were sitting there.There was no light in the house, and the dim light came in from the door. Hong Luyue saw her sister lying on the bed.

I am back……

As if being hit with a stick in the head, Hong Luyue was struck by lightning, the words she expected were swallowed by her trembling lips, and turned into a scream: "Crescent moon!"

She flung herself to the bed, staring in disbelief at her sister, the sweet, sensible girl she had adopted.

"Wan Yue, what's wrong with you... don't scare my sister... Wan Yue, Wan Yue..."

"Sister Luyue, I'm sorry." Yan Chen approached her at some point and apologized in a low voice.

He thought he had changed Hong Wanyue's ending.

But he didn't.

Hong Luyue didn't seem to hear Yan Chen's words, tears fell from her eyes, she hugged the thin girl on the bed, and then Yan Shuo and Sang He raised their hands to stop her.

"Let go of me, I, I'm going to find Mr. Jiang, there is a recuperation cabin in the resident building..."

Shao Ning said in a deep voice, "We have already tried."

After the treatment in the recuperation cabin, the wound on Hong Wanyue's chest has healed.But the truth is, by the time they found her, she had no vital signs.

They go too late.

"How could it be, how could it be like this..." Hong Luyue fell to the ground, tightly hugging her body that had lost its temperature.

"Wan Yue, open your eyes and look at your sister, Wan Yue..." The always gentle woman lost her eyesight at this moment, shaking her head and crying while murmuring, she looked like a lunatic.

Yan Shuo and Shao Ning couldn't bear to look away.

On the contrary, Sang He remained calm: "It's a bug."

Hong Luyue raised her head in a daze, and saw the delicate girl's expressionless face, but there was a chill in her eyes: "If the Zerg race is not destroyed, there will be no peace in the fringe galaxy."

Hong Luyue hung her head weakly.

There is no peace in the barren star... Ordinary people like them, so what if they hate the Zerg?Do you want to fight those powerful and terrifying bugs with a fragile wooden stick?

The crying gradually subsided, and Hong Luyue stroked her sister's cold face with warm hands, and put her back on the bed.

After confirming that Hong Luyue's mood had calmed down, Yan Chen and the others quietly left to give her time to calm down.

Not long after, Yanchen received another message from Instructor Wei, and learned that the evening celebration banquet was cancelled.

He washed up early, lay flat on the bed, looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, and listened to the sound of the howling wind outside the door, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

The same goes for Yan Shuo.

Life is fragile, this is true in front of nature, and it is also the same in front of Zerg.And the latter is sometimes more terrifying than the former.

Zerg feed on flesh and blood, destruction and tyranny are engraved in their genes, and "killing humans" is their instinct.

The air was silent for a long time until the middle of the night, when Yan Chen was about to fall asleep due to unbearable sleepiness, he heard Yan Shuo ask in a hoarse voice:

"Will the Federation have the day when the Zerg will be completely wiped out?"

"There will be." Yan Chen replied softly.

He slowly closed his eyes, fell into a deep nightmare, faintly aware of a warm and dry palm gently holding his hand.

The sun still rises, and everything on Desolate Star is as usual.

Today is Hong Luyue's birthday.

There was no laughter, no joy, but Yan Chen still took out the gift prepared in advance and placed it gently on the inside of the window sill of Hong Luyue's house to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

Hong Luyue didn't go out all day.Yan Chen went to the government affairs hall and asked for leave for her.

Seeing him, Fu Shuqi stuffed a poorly packaged box and asked him to help pass it on. Yan Chen accepted it and thanked Hong Luyue.

The results of the selection list came out. Sang He and Yan Shuo were admitted to the joint military academy with the first and No.2 grades, while Shao Ning chose the second military academy.

He's also the only one who hasn't delivered the gift yet.

The two boat tickets, the paper that Shao Ning specially asked for, are now in his pocket, crumpled, and he can't take them out no matter what.

On the third day, Hong Luyue opened the door and walked out of the house, asking Yan Chen and the others to hold the funeral together.

She was wearing a washed-out and whitish skirt, which she had worn before she got a job in the government affairs hall. It was originally meant to be kept for Hong Wanyue to wear when she grows up.

The gentle smile on her face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years has faded a lot, as if wearing a mask, and all the sadness is hidden under the mask.

She holds a bouquet of handmade sunflowers in her hand.

"I want to bury her somewhere with grass." Hong Luyue said softly.

In the end, they found a barren grassland in the middle of the ruins. Since there were broken walls on all sides, the high temperature and yellow sand barely let it go, leaving a little bit of greenery.

In fact, in Desolate Star, very few people would go out of their way to hold funerals.After all, on this forgotten and abandoned planet, death is so common.

Just like the young man who died with Hong Wanyue, no one came to claim his body for a long time, Hong Luyue chose to bury him near Hong Wanyue's grave together.

The two small boxes obtained after cremation were buried in the ground, Shao Ning erected a tombstone, and Hong Luyue gently placed the sunflower in her hand beside her.

An extremely simple funeral ended like this.

Shao Ning put his hands in his trouser pockets, he hesitated to speak for several times, but in the end he didn't say anything.

It wasn't until evening when Yan Chen pushed him that he mustered up the courage to knock on Hong Luyue's door.

At that time, Hong Luyue was packing up her younger sister's belongings.

The optical brain should be returned to Yan Chen, or returned to Mr. Jiang... Hong Luyue opened the drawer, and a piece of paper flew out of the homework book.

Ever since she had an optical brain, Wanyue didn't use her homework much... Hong Luyue was slightly taken aback, and picked up the piece of paper.

After reading the words on it, she immediately realized that it was a planner—it was a habit Hong Luyue taught her younger sister to arrange the plans for a period of time in the future.

1 Recite Unit [-] of Interstellar Language;

2 Every (strike out) to sew the skirt;

3 and brother Yanchen learned how to make birthday presents for sisters;

4 For my sister’s birthday, leave candy for my sister∩_∩

5.…

Candy... Hong Luyue covered her mouth uncontrollably, while scanning the drawer, she saw a few candies.

It should have been sent by Yan Chen.

Hong Luyue couldn't help laughing, took out one casually, unwrapped the melted syrup sticky wrapper, stuffed it into her mouth, the overly sweet taste made her bend down and shed tears.

It also reminded her of many things.

Because of work, the communication time between Hong Luyue and her sister is much less than before, but it is by no means lacking.

She has always been very pleased that she has protected this adopted little girl very well and is proud of it.

She remembered that Crescent Moon said a few days ago that she hoped that Desolate Star would become prosperous and beautiful, so that she could study in the simulated classroom of Star Network and go out to play with classmates like the children in the book...

She had already discovered that Wan Yue was making handmade sunflowers, this little fool was too embarrassed to let Yan Chen know, please pretend she didn't notice...

She also said that one of those sunflowers was given to Brother Yanchen. In her mind, he is like this sunflower, bright and brilliant. She wants to be like him...

Benedict, Benedict.There was a hesitant knock on the door.

"Luyue, it's me."

Hong Luyue came back to her senses, recognized Shao Ning's voice, wiped her face indiscriminately, stood up and opened the door.

ten minutes later.

Shao Ning pushed the door and walked into Yan Chen's house with a dejected expression. Yan Chen asked him how he was?

The latter shook his head and took out the ticket from his trouser pocket: "She refused."

"But she said, if I have a chance, send her some flower seeds, tree plants or something." Shao Ning laughed again, with a bit of relief and bitterness:

"She also said that she would come to see us off tomorrow."

Tomorrow, they will follow the instructors of the major military academies and leave the barren star in a spaceship.

Time is running out.

"Forget it, I have to go home and pack my things, see you tomorrow." Shao Ning waved his hand, turned and left.

Yan Chen and Yan Shuo looked at each other, and silently started packing their belongings.

In fact, they could all see that Hong Luyue did not reject Shao Ning... If this hadn't happened, she would have accepted the two tickets.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

As Shao Ning said, the next day, before boarding the spaceship, Hong Luyue came to see them off.

Wearing the uniform skirt of the official staff of C-34, she smiled like a spring breeze, and handed over a bright yellow handmade sunflower to Yan Chen:

"This is from the crescent moon to you."

"Thank you." Yan Chen lowered his head and took a look. The sunflowers are beautifully made, and the stitches on the fabric are densely stitched. At first glance, it is not Hong Wanyue's hand.

Yan Chen didn't expose it, and instructor Bai was already urging him to get on the spaceship.

He put away the sunflower, and asked one last time: "Sister Luyue, are you really not going with us?"

"No." Hong Luyue shook her head lightly, smiled and looked beside them, looking at the endless wasteland and wind and sand in the distance.

"The main star is advanced in technology. If you have a chance, please send me some plant seeds that can survive on the barren star."

She wants to stay and make this place what my sister wants to see.

"Okay." Yan Chen was silent for a moment, nodded, and did not tell her that with the nutrient-poor land resources on Desolate Star, apart from weeds, very few plants could survive here.

"Sister Luyue, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The hatch was closed, the spaceship was heading into the distance, and the wind blew again on the barren star. Hong Luyue smoothed the corners of her skirt, turned her head, and saw Mr. Jiang standing beside her.

He has experienced this kind of parting too many times, and his temples are as white as a little bit of frost and snow, which is the trace left by the years.

"Children who walked out of the wild star rarely come back." Mr. Jiang said softly: "You should think about it carefully. When you want to leave, just come to me."

Hong Luyue's lips moved, but she didn't speak in the end.

"Let's go." Mr. Jiang sighed, took the lead, and left here without any regrets.

Hong Luyue followed behind him, and when she turned her head, the spaceship had disappeared, leaving nothing but a white trail piercing the lonely sky.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!