I am in love with the planet

After a few questions, Yuan Lingjun and Yuanyuan couldn't find the location of the jumping equipment. After thinking about it, they had to find a space suit from the rescue cabin of the Little Yellow Chicken and let Yuan Lingjun wear it on them.

Then, he walked off the spaceship holding the little yellow chicken of Yuanyuan brand.

The space suit is composed of a helmet and a one-piece suit, which has a self-circulating oxygen supply and air filtration facility, which ensures the safety of the user walking in space, but the appearance is not very good-looking.

From a distance, it looks like a clumsy puppet with a round bald head on it.

"Too much like a potato." Jingwei commented from the porthole of the spaceship.

After a while, I can't allow anyone to say that Mr. Captain is bad, and argue with her: "Have you ever seen such a round, smooth, and reflective potato?"

Jingwei: "..."

"Don't argue with the brainless fans." She muttered to herself.

The round potato held the little yellow chicken in his arms, and walked towards the three words "toll booth" unsteadily.

The first few steps were unskilled, but soon, his steps became smoother, and he even found new pleasure in it.

Yuan Lingjun tapped his toes lightly on the ground, only kicked up a small speck of dust, and jumped forward more than ten meters.He summed up the rules, took a few vertical leaps, and came near the lighthouse.

He said to Yuanyuan: "Look, I can do light work. This is light work floating on water... No, floating on the ball, the cosmic version."

"Clap clap clap."

Yuanyuan patted his wings for him: "Junjun is the best!"

The two of them joked for a while, which made this deserted transition point a little more popular, and it was no longer so gloomy.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the shadow in front——

"What light work? It's because the gravity facility at the bottom of this jump point was broken some time ago, and now the gravity provided is only one-fifth of the original."

"..."

Yuan Lingjun was taken aback by the sound, not to mention the little yellow chicken in his arms, shaking again into autumn leaves.

"Is there... a ghost?" Yuanyuan whispered.

After being influenced by "Midnight Ring", it is difficult for him not to connect this scene with ghosts.

"How is it possible?" Yuan Lingjun comforted his ball: "Don't be afraid, this world is materialistic."

"Hello?" Yuan Lingjun followed the source of the voice and took two steps forward.

Yuanyuan buried her head in his embrace, and it seemed that if he hadn't been reluctant to leave Junjun's embrace, he would have been running wildly with his wings flapping.

"Little friend," the owner of the voice said, "You look very cute, but the little yellow chicken in your arms is far behind. It shakes too much, which drags down your fashion."

The voice thought for a while, and then said: "What's the use of keeping such a timid chicken? You might as well consider selling it to me. I haven't eaten roast chicken for hundreds of years."

Yuanyuan: "..."

He spread his wings violently, hesitating between "running for the road" and "fighting with the hair".

Yuan Lingjun made the decision for him.

He put his hand on the back of the little yellow chicken and smoothed his hair.

"Uh...thank you for the compliment," Yuan Lingjun said, "But Yuanyuan is not for sale."

"Not for sale?" The voice was a little puzzled.

"Yes, he is a family member." Yuan Lingjun replied politely.

"..."

Before the owner of the voice responded, countless fireworks were set off in Yuanyuan's heart.

Bang, bang!

A firework exploded, shining brightly.

——Junjun said I was not for sale!

Bang, bang!

The second firework exploded, gorgeous and dazzling.

—He introduced me to someone just now.

Bang, bang!

The third firework rose into the sky, bursting like a star, lighting up Yuanyuan's entire spiritual world.

——He told others that I was his family member.

Family family family family!

The feeling of getting the title made Yuanyuan so excited that he even forgot the fear of unfamiliar voices. He couldn't wait to show off to others, so he glanced in the direction of the spaceship——

It's a pity that Jingwei couldn't see the scene here clearly, nor could he hear Yuan Lingjun's words.

Yuanyuan suddenly felt a kind of worry about walking around at night.

……

Although the pot of fragrant dog food was not successfully delivered to Jingwei, it obviously alarmed the others.

"Young people these days really have enough, homosexuality, heterosexuality, asexuality, fetishism, it's okay to like those deceptive virtual idols, but there are still people who like little yellow chickens!"

There was a sound behind the toll board, as if someone was playing with something, and then a faint yellow desk lamp lit up.

It turns out that there is a desk behind the sign. The desk is hidden in the shadow of the toll card. The tall toll card blocks the light from the overhead, forming a perfect "black under the lamp" effect.

"Okay, since you don't want to sell the little yellow chicken, then come over and pay the money," said the toll collector sitting there: "Regardless of the distance, one jump charges 500 energy bars. Small business, no bargaining .”

500 energy bars?

Yuan Lingjun's steps stopped.

The Little Yellow Chicken diligently collected thousands of hours of thermal energy and wind energy on planet E-0001, but only accumulated the kinetic energy of 20 energy bars. The other 80 energy bars supporting this flight are all Collected through the high-power signal tower built by Jingwei.

"Is this amount... a little too much?"

Yuan Lingjun took two steps forward lightly, and finally saw the conscientious toll collector.

She is a lady with a slender figure and fair skin, wearing a snow-white gauze dress, half of her face is hidden under the dim light, like a quietly blooming white rose.

Hearing Yuan Lingjun's words, the lady raised her eyelids, tapped on the table with her slender fingers, pointed to a few vacant energy bars and said, "Fill these up, and I'll activate the transition equipment for you." .”

"Can't you lower the price a little?"

"How much?"

"...Fifty." Yuan Lingjun said.

The toll collector didn't want to talk to him any more. She lowered her eyes and focused on a red sweater in her hand.

"Driving without a license and don't want to spend money? No way."

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He whispered to the little yellow chicken: "This toll collector is really too social, and his words are so sharp."

The little yellow chicken squeaked in agreement.

"What did you say?" The toll collector raised her head, her cheeks were a little more exposed from the shadows, her ears were pointed, and her emerald eyes were very similar to the crew member on the "Parrot" who was an acrobatic troupe.

"Well... I mean, you're really good-looking."

What he said in private was exposed, Yuan Lingjun was not too panicked, he chose the most error-free way to deal with it——

Compliment the beauty.

For ladies, this skill is generally lore.

Sure enough, this unkind toll collector was no exception. Her voice softened a bit: "Even if you praise me, you can't discount the jump fee."

But Yuan Lingjun didn't finish his sentence.

He took a step closer and said to the toll collector, "Also, sweaters are not knitted like this."

The toll collector finally raised her head completely, her facial features were very beautiful under the dim light, it seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light, but a little hazy.

"Can you knit sweaters?" She asked Yuan Lingjun.

"Yes," Yuan Lingjun once again showed the strength of a master craftsman.

He said: "Not only can I knit sweaters, but I can also crochet!"

The toll collector pondered for a moment, then put down what could barely be called a "semi-finished sweater" in his hand.

"Then you can help me knit a stylish men's sweater." She said, "I haven't knit this sweater for 300 years. If you can knit it for me, then there will be no charge for this jump." gone."

"Really?" This was a surprise, Yuan Lingjun reached out to grab the wool in her hand.

"It's not this," the toll collector moved his hands back to avoid contact with Yuan Lingjun.

She pointed to a safe, "The wool is over there, and the code is 1400."