the days before i bought the galaxy

where is this place?

Who am I?

The tall blond man looked around blankly.This place looks a bit like a park, but there are strange people walking in the park.Some of them have three slender legs, some have only one big eye in their faces, and some have strange-shaped carapaces on their foreheads. The man can't help but look down at himself.

Sure enough, I look different from these people...

Who am I?How long have you been standing here?My legs don't feel heavy, and I don't feel hungry. There seems to be undigested food in my stomach. Is it just here?Where the hell is this?

"Ogaro hates Doram's teleportation juice!"

The man turned his head and saw a little boy who looked very similar to him standing not far away.

When did this kid come out?It was clearly not there just now.His expression was a little confused.

"Warren, are you also affected by side effects?" The boy ran up to the man, grabbed the man's arm with both hands, and shook it vigorously.

Warren?

Warren Slim...

So my name is Warren Slim!

The blond man had a bewildered expression on his face.All the memories came together at once.He remembered his identity and why he was sent to a neutral planet.

"Strange, why can't I suddenly remember who I am just now? Ogaro, Lan and Odin should also be here, have you seen them?"

"This is a side effect of the Dolam people's teleportation juice." Ogaro frowned, "Although using teleportation juice can make objects teleport, the memory of all living organisms will be temporarily disturbed, and it will take a few hours to recover. However As soon as someone calls out by name, the side effects disappear immediately."

"Is that so? Ogaro, how do you know?" Warren asked suspiciously, "Aren't you affected by the teleportation juice?"

"Why did Ogaro know? Ogaro just knew, Ogaro knew that teleportation juice couldn't affect Ogaro, but it would definitely affect Warren."

"Uh... the messenger of Ulysses forgot such an important matter, and didn't mention it to me beforehand. Anyway, let's find Lan and Odin first! The teleportation location of the teleportation juice is random Are we on a neutral planet?" Warren glanced at the creatures around him and felt that the answer to this question was quite positive.

"The teleportation range is about three kilometers, they must be around. Warren, hug, Ogaro is sleepy."

It seems that the concept of "I" does not exist in Ogaro's concept, he only calls himself by name.Warren smiled and picked the boy up off the ground. "If it's three kilometers, let's look around!"

-

The composition of the air barely meets the breathing standard of people on earth, and the gravity is five times that of the earth, so it is necessary to adjust the equipment to walk with the help of gravity.The vegetation coverage rate is 70.00%. Four, there are six life forms around, none of which are human or semi-human.

The robot glanced around blankly.

Strange, what about Warren, Ogaro, and Odin who were teleported earlier?

Obviously only half a minute away, could it be that there is something wrong with the portal?

"Excuse me, is this a neutral planet?" He anxiously stopped an alien walking on eight tentacles.

"#￥%*&!@!"

Oops, is there a language barrier?

"Excuse me, what... is this place?" The robot gestured.

"￥@#!...&!@#*..." The aliens immediately compared each other with their tentacles.

It turns out that different species don't even communicate with gestures...

"Thank you! I'll ask someone else!"

Lan, who really couldn't figure out what the other party meant, had no choice but to thank her and continue searching.It's a pity that he didn't find half of the earthlings in this park-like place, and naturally he had nowhere to inquire about his companion's whereabouts.

Didn't it mean that the neutral planet has the second largest population of the earth?

Why haven't any people on Earth met?

But there are so many aliens here, probably it is really a neutral planet, right?

Lan glanced at the few aliens flying by in the sky, and suddenly remembered that he could also turn on the flight mode, and it should be easier to find the target in the sky.

"Excuse me, are you looking for someone?"

Just before Lan was about to take off, a slight voice suddenly sounded.

The robot looked around.

Nothing was found.

"Excuse me, can you speak the language of the people on Earth? Where are you?"

"I'm here!"

Lan lowered his head and finally realized that the source of the sound was a metal trash can at his feet.Because of the closed design, he can't see what's in the trash can.

"Are you in the trash?"

"No, I am this trash can." The other party's voice was a little shy, "I have scanned and found that you are also a machine life. It is very rare to meet the same kind here!"

"Are you made by earth technology?" Lan asked curiously.The appearance of this trash can is similar to that of an ordinary cylindrical trash can. There is a thin slit on the top of the hemisphere, and a few lines of incomprehensible text are written on the side of the bucket.

"No, I come from a far away place, and I have the language of the people on Earth in my database, so I can talk to you. I came to a neutral planet for vacation. I have been standing here for three months, this place is very good , everyone will throw garbage into me." The trash can whispered.

"It turns out that I have really arrived on a neutral planet! I am also here for vacation." Lan explained, "My companion and I were separated. You have seen an earthling holding a little boy or a red-haired half-human ?"

"No……"

Lan was a little disappointed by the trash can's answer.

"I didn't... didn't pay attention. I like your program, can we be friends?" Trash Can asked timidly.

Lan was taken aback: "Can you scan my program?"

"Yes, this is not a particularly complicated technology." Trash Can whispered.

Lan couldn't help but wonder.How can an advanced mechanical civilization input the language of earthlings into a trash can and enable the trash can to have a wireless scanning function?

"Although we come from different places, I think we should be of the same kind. Can... can you tell me your name?" Trash Can asked cautiously.

"My name is Blue. Do you have a name too?"

"#@%#￥... My name translated into the language of the earthlings is the T5B92768 automatic trash can."

"I remember, now we are friends." Lan patted the top of the trash can lightly.

"Ah! I have scanned the Earthling you are looking for! He is 1.7 kilometers ahead of you on the left." Trash Can said happily.

"Great, I'll go find him! Uh...see you later?"

"I'm leaving soon."

"Huh? Aren't you on vacation?"

"Suddenly something happened and I had to go back."

"It's a pity, I have to find my companion. Can you leave your contact information?"

"The place I'm going to is very special. You probably won't be able to contact me. People on Earth don't have the corresponding communication technology. But it doesn't matter. I've already left a location mark on you. I'll come to you. Absolutely! We never Don't give up on any of your companions!"

"Okay, goodbye T5B92768 trash can."

"Goodbye, Blue!"

After Lan left, the metal trash can that had appeared in the central park of the neutral planet without attracting anyone's attention for almost three months suddenly erupted with a glaring white light, and then disappeared in place.

-

"Warren!"

"Blue! That's great, it seems that your memory has not been affected." Warren looked at the robot running towards him in surprise, and gave him a warm hug, "It's enough to find Odin now. .The juice passed on from us has side effects on the living body, causing short-term memory confusion. But as long as you hear your own name, the side effects will be eliminated."

"So that's it, then let's go find Odin!" Lan glanced at the boy in Warren's arms, "Has Ogaro fallen asleep again?"

"Well, Ogaro is indeed too sleepy for a child, maybe Ulysses will know why. Let's go!"

-

"Would you like to join the Protestantism? Pointy-eared brother, I see you've been wandering around here for a long time. Today is the Protestantism's recruiting event, and if you join now, you can get an amulet made by the leader himself. Hey? Can you understand what I said? Could it be that this universal translator is not easy to use?" The alien, who looked a bit like a fish with legs, slapped the pink microphone in his hand a few times in frustration.

Compared with his peers, he was obviously the one with the worst grades today.Not only did he fail to recruit any new recruits, but he also accidentally lost all the [-] recruiting brochures he had been assigned.

Perhaps the choice of Central Park as the promotional location itself was a mistake?He just heard in the communication headset that the companions who chose the commercial street have received more than a hundred newcomers.

Alas...probably no one who takes a walk in the park is interested in joining Protestantism!

"What is Protestantism?" the red-haired demigod asked suspiciously.

As soon as he heard the other party talking, the murloc immediately ignited his fighting spirit. "Simply speaking, Protestantism is the greatest and most scientific sect with a slightly smaller number of believers than the Holy Light Sect but will one day catch up with the Holy Light Sect!" He said excitedly.

"Holy Light Sect..."

I always feel like I have heard this word somewhere...

Is this amnesia?Why can't I even remember my own name?I can't remember everything about my identity, origin, and purpose of coming to this place.The only thing that was certain was that he didn't bring anything to prove his identity.Except for the deep space crystal used as a pendant on the chest, after searching all the pockets, there is not even a galaxy shield.Because the deep space crystal pendant is still there, it probably wasn't that he was robbed, but that he didn't bring any money with him.

Why would you go to such a strange place without any money?Or do I actually live here?Just lost your memory by accident while out for a walk?

"The Holy Light Sect is not important! The important thing is that as long as you join the Protestantism today, you will enjoy a series of preferential measures. Not only can you get an amulet made by the leader himself, but I can also secretly give you a recent photo of the leader!" The murloc tried hard to sell.

"What are the conditions for joining?" The half-human chatted with the murloc casually. He felt that it was necessary to obtain information by contacting the people around him.

"Earthlings only need to sign their names here. By the way, you are an Earthling, right? Although your appearance is not the same as that in the manual."

"Half man."

"Hey?"

"I should be a half-human, a species made by people on Earth."

"Huh? Are you a robot?" The murloc couldn't help showing a frustrated expression.One of the people who could join the teaching was finally found to be a robot. Today is really unlucky.

"No, I'm a living being."

All intelligent life is equal.

I don't know why this sentence suddenly appeared in my mind.

"That's good! Sign your name here!"

"But I can't remember my name."

"Hey? Why can't I remember? Body memory is always there, right? Wait, I'll look through the manual, just call all the common names of people on earth, and see which name the body responds to, which name should be called Right? Just like me and my kind, we are born with a bad memory, in order to improve memory, our scientists have invented a method to use every cell in the body instead of the brain as a memory storage medium." The murlocs continued talking.

"Body memory..."

This body does seem to remember a lot of things, murder, torture, fraud, playing the piano... But those are not the things I want to recall.I want to remember a person, not this bad physical memory.Strange, why do I hate my body memory?

who's that person?Who has been gently touching my ears?

"Anyway, let's try it out! Earth male names...Earth people's male names...Let me see...Start with A, Arnold? Arnold? Arthur? Ivan?..."

"Odin!"

The red-haired demigod turned his head sharply.

"It's not Odin yet! That starts with O." The murloc muttered.

"Warren..."

In the moment and a half when he heard the other party call his name, he suddenly remembered everything.

"You're so slow."

He smiled and walked towards his companion.

"Hey? Is your name really Odin? Wait a minute! You haven't signed the application for admission yet! Wait a minute! Hey! Wait a minute, Odin!!!"

"Who is that?" Warren glanced curiously at the murloc who was still jumping behind the promotional booth.

"I don't know." Odin didn't even turn his head, "It was so strange just now, I seem to have lost my memory all of a sudden."

But still remember you, why only remember you?

"It's a side effect of the green teleportation juice. It will temporarily disrupt your memory. Now that everyone is here, let's find out where the Church of the Holy Light is!" Warren said with a smile.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Warren Slim?" At this moment, a person who looked similar to a human but had two pairs of wings suddenly landed in front of Warren and his party.

"It's me." Warren nodded.

"I am Iris the follower. I am here to welcome you and your friends by the order of Archbishop Ulysses." The other party folded his wings and bowed to Warren, "Please follow me! His Majesty the Archbishop has always waiting for you!"