I am in love with the planet

Since Yuanyuan could understand the butcher's words, Yuan Lingjun asked him to translate for himself and Jingwei.

After listening, one person and one bird: "..."

"Are the two of them stupid?" Jingwei asked in disbelief.

"Hmm..." Yuan Lingjun was silent for a moment: "This captain probably has a very charming personality."

Jingwei: "I see."

The crew yelled and shouted just a few words, such as "I will not betray the captain!" "The captain will avenge us!" "Why don't you come, captain?"

Jingwei got impatient and gave way to Yuanyuan and said, "They don't understand what I'm saying, you should ask."

"Okay." Yuanyuan said.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

There was another silence.

Then Yuanyuan's voice sounded in the minds of one person and one bird, with a little helplessness: "They can't hear me."

Jingwei said "Oh": "By the way, I forgot, you have always used your spiritual sense to transmit sound."

These human beings have no cultivation base and no sea consciousness, so naturally they can't hear Yuanyuan's words.

"By the way," Yuan Lingjun interjected, "I've always wanted to ask, I'm also an ordinary person, how can I hear your voice transmission?"

Jingwei raised his head and looked him up and down: "Are you normal?"

"correct."

Jingwei was not happy anymore, she hummed and said, "How are you ordinary? Can you be recognized by the "Shan Hai Jing" as everyone?"

"Can't you?"

Hearing what she said, a subtle sense of pride rose in Yuan Lingjun's heart, but when he asked further, Jingwei refused to say anything.

"You'll know later," she said.

"Okay." Yuan Lingjun said helplessly, feeling that Jingwei was a little mysterious.

Next, one person, one bird, one ball tried other methods. For example, Yuanyuan first translated the question into interstellar lingua franca, and then asked Yuan Lingjun to repeat it, but I don’t know whether it was the wrong tone or other reasons. The two crew members went back and forth. He refused to disclose it, so he said, "You wait, the captain will come to rescue us!"

Very uncooperative.

"Forget it." Seeing Yuan Lingjun learning foreign languages ​​so hard, Yuanyuan directly flew a piece of soil to cover the mouths of the crew members, and said, "Don't ask, let's drag it on."

"How do we deal with them?" Jingwei said enthusiastically, "To feed the big horns, two horns, and three horns? Hey, how do we divide up so many horns? Chop them up and mix them with grass? What if the distribution is uneven and fights start?"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He felt that Jingwei might not be suitable for the breeding industry, because her way of thinking was too cruel.

"Forget it." After all, Yuan Lingjun is a good young man who grew up in a modern society of freedom, equality, justice and the rule of law. He is unwilling to ignore human lives like this. More importantly, who dares to eat horns fed from human flesh?

He said to Jingwei: "Give them another chance. Although poaching is shameful, it is a first-time offender after all, and they don't know Dang Kang's real identity."

He looked at Dangkang who was sleeping on the ground, and asked, "Give me a chance, okay?"

Dang Kang is a pig with an excellent psychological quality, even though he was almost attacked by someone with a laser gun yesterday, he can still calmly make up for the feeling of returning to the cage early this morning when the younger brothers go out to seek revenge.

"Dang—Kang—" Hearing Yuan Lingjun's words, he blew his nose and flapped his ears slowly up and down, which meant he agreed.

Fanning up and down means agreeing, fanning left and right means disagreeing, if you swirl up, down, left, and right in a circle, it is when the old man is undecided, and you can decide for yourself.

Dangkang is such a pig with a big heart and a fat body.

"Understood, thank you." Yuan Lingjun took a bunch of grass with Yuanyuan's help, put it under Dangkang's nose, and let him eat while sleeping. After all, eating, sleeping and growing meat are three things for pigs event.

Then he thought for a moment, looked at the two crew members—

"How about this……"

Just because the victimized pig doesn't care, doesn't mean that the butcher can escape justice.

"Since you don't want to say anything, let's go to reform through labor." Yuan Lingjun said, "Aren't we going to sow seeds again? The ready-made labor is useless, let Dajiaoerjiaotriang supervise them."

"..."

Jingwei was silent for a while: "This proposal of yours is a bit dangerous."

"What's wrong?" Yuan Ling was puzzled.

Jingwei calmly gave him an analogy: "Letting Dajiao Erjiaotriang to supervise them is like letting a cat supervise fish, a dog supervise meat, and let me supervise pebbles. I don’t think it’s easy to see, touch or not eat. Is this request a bit inhumane?"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

"My fault." He reflected.

I don't know why, the big horns, the second horns, and the triangles acted too cowardly in front of Yuanyuan, making him forget that these horns are actually very cruel.

Yuan Lingjun knew his mistake and corrected it. He originally wanted Changyou to be the supervisor, but Changyou thought of the three bullies and was so frightened that he shook his head like a rattle, almost causing another flood.

In the end, Yuanyuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"How about it," he volunteered, "I'll watch from the side, nothing will happen."

Yuanyuan was indeed a very reliable ball, Yuan Lingjun was relieved.

But he was relieved a little early, because Yuanyuan was praised, and his sense of responsibility was high, and he continued to make suggestions with great interest: "Actually, we can let Dajiao Erjiao Sanjiao and outsiders supervise each other. If you do a good job, you will be rewarded. If you don't do a good job, you will be rewarded." Well, you will be punished."

"Oh? What reward?" Jingwei asked with interest.

"If the migrants are not serious and active in reforming through labor, and do not do as well as the horns, they will be chopped up and used as feed for Dajiao Erjiaotriangle."

"What about the punishment?" Jingwei asked again.

"If the horns are not doing as well as the outsiders, they will be punished and sent to the cave for takeaway." Yuanyuan said.

Jingwei thought for a while, then flapped his wings excitedly: "That's a good idea! Let's do it this way. Yuan Lingjun, what do you think?"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

What do you want me to say?

Facing Yuanyuan who was begging for praise, he said against his will, "Very good, very thoughtful."

Others are competing for posts, but here they are competing for serving, and whoever loses will become a takeaway.

Yuan Lingjun felt that under such a competitive mechanism, people and horns would surely be able to ignite a will to work as hot as fire and as strong as steel.

……

With Yuan Lingjun's consent, Yuanyuan and Jingwei happily arranged for the two captives to undergo labor reform.

"Let them work first, and then exchange them for other things after contacting the spaceship." Yiqiu Yiniao whispered, vowing to squeeze the value of the pig killer to the extreme.

At this moment, the bodies of the two crew members seemed to be scanned by X-rays, the areas were divided, the value was calculated, and they were up for sale. They trembled and felt that the big horn was treated as the head of the sheep, the ribs of the lamb, the loin of the lamb... of fear.

The rest of the crew did not know the bad news for the time being.

The "Parrot" was originally an exploration spacecraft that often wandered in the universe, and the mentality of the crew was very good.After a day of adaptation, they became calm from the panic at the beginning, and at night, they could even sit in the dining room and eat with the cattle and sheep surrounding the spaceship.

"Oh, I really miss the taste of steak." A crew member looked at the triangle outside the porthole, smacked his lips, took a gulp of the beef-flavored nutrient solution, and sighed again: "Oh."

Triangle: "Gah."

The captain himself was not present in the dining room.

Sitting in the cockpit, staring at the console, he asked the parrot, "Still haven't found Coulson?"

"Yes." The parrot said: "The first officer turned off the positioning system of the brain. There is no star network on this planet, so I can't locate him."

"Since he instigated those two idiots to leave the cabin, he must have quietly followed them and got off the boat last night," said the captain.

"I don't understand," the parrot said in an inorganic voice, "Even if we can find the 'Little Yellow Chicken', Mr. First Mate will not be able to decipher its terrifying power-on password."

"To tell you the truth," the macaw turned its head, with an anthropomorphic look in its black bean eyes, "you wouldn't be able to crack it without my help, sir."

The captain became a little annoyed, and grabbed the cuffed hat on top of his head uncomfortably: "Shut up, who told Li Ya to set such a long password, is it human beings able to remember?"

"Professor Li can." The parrot replied rudely.

Judging from their tone of voice, it seemed that they were very familiar with Li Ya and the Little Yellow Chicken, but they didn't show it in front of the crew.

The captain stopped talking, sat on the large chair and thought for a while, muttering a few words like "who is the same as that pervert", "brain evolution", "run away from home for hundreds of years and never return".

Then he got up, took down a birdcage from the clothes rack on the side, and said to the parrot on the console screen: "I can probably guess what Coulson wants to do, parrot, I need your help, we can't let him Get the Little Yellow Chicken first."

"I've wanted to ask for a long time, what's in there?"

"A secret."

"Okay, okay." Inorganic's voice stopped abruptly, and then there was a clanging sound of metal dismantling in the cockpit.

A moment later, a hidden door in the cockpit opened, and a macaw with gorgeous feathers flapped its wings awkwardly and flew out through the hidden skylight.

The captain, on the other hand, unbuttoned the two buttons on the neckline of his clothes, put his metal foot on the table casually, and then blew a whistle. The metal middle and middle fingers touched his lips, and the parrot came. blow a kiss.

"Farewell, baby, I'll take good care of those little cuties on your boat."

The parrot, flying crookedly, froze suddenly, turned its head, and scraped the hook-like sharp and hard beak at the exit of the skylight, making a piercing "squeak—"