I am in love with the planet

Yuan Lingjun didn't rush back to the spaceship, but went to the back of the toll table, squatted down, stretched out his hand and searched carefully.

"What you promise to others must be done well," he said to Yuanyuan.

Then, under Yuanyuan's horrified gaze, Yuan Lingjun took out a skull from under the chair and placed it on the table, with two black eye sockets facing Yuanyuan's direction.

"Shall we go back, back, back... back to the spaceship?" Yuanyuan asked with a trembling voice as her beak bumped up and down.

He sat steadily in Yuan Lingjun's arms, and secretly tilted his body to the side away from the skull.

"Come back... Hey, wait a minute," Yuan Lingjun suddenly saw a reflection in the process of standing up straight, "There seems to be something else."

As he spoke, he bent down again, and found a helmet on the chair that the administrator lady had just sat on.

"This is?"

Under the pale blue shimmer from the jump point, the helmet reflected a lustrous, translucent white.

"Isn't this the administrator's helmet of the 'Yaochi System'?" The little yellow chicken uttered in surprise, forgetting to even tremble.

"Go back and have a look." Yuan Lingjun made a decision.

He turned back a few times, first transporting the red sweater back to the spaceship, followed by the tattered love token robot, the skeleton of the toll collector lady, and the white helmet.

This movement alarmed Jingwei, she led Changyou, Li Li and Su Lian to push the mahjong tiles "crash", walked out of the cockpit, and looked around the door frame of the storage room.

Yuan Lingjun carried the old robot in.

"What is this?" Jingwei said in surprise: "Wow! Such a broken robot can't be repaired, and there must be a degree of frugality... Do we want to change the interplanetary collection of junk?"

Waving the tips of the patterned wings, Jingwei obviously disliked the matter of "collecting the tatters".

"Don't worry, no." Yuan Lingjun answered concisely.

He walked down the cabin door, and after a while, he walked into the storage room with a whole pile of bones, found an exquisite box, put the bones away, and then covered the red sweater on top.

Jingwei: "..."

"Um... what the hell are you doing down there?" She said hesitantly, "If we don't collect the trash, are we going to rob it?"

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

"Can't you think of something better?" He admired the little baby's unrestrained imagination more and more.

Inevitably, Jingwei's thoughts drifted to other, more strange directions. Yuan Lingjun left Yuanyuan in the cabin and asked him to tell everyone about the adventure just now, while he went down for the third time and brought the suspicious helmet back to the spaceship .

When he walked to the storage room with the white helmet in his arms, he heard Yuanyuan's soft voice——

"Then, the toll collector lady just disappeared, from feet to head, clean, without a trace... When she was about to disappear into the air, she suddenly raised the corners of her lips and smiled at me."

When it came to "smiling a little", Yuanyuan's voice stopped abruptly and disappeared into the air, bringing silence and trembling in the room.

Full score for emotion, full score for narrative, full score for atmosphere, it is worthy of being a ball that has heard stories for hundreds of years.Yuan Lingjun felt that Yuanyuan could become a novelist.

"Ouch!"

"Wang!"

"Goo!"

The three little animals held their breath, opened their eyes wide, and let out a sympathetic exclamation.They looked at the box containing the bones of the female ghost in awe, hugged into a ball, and shook into three autumn leaves.

"No prospect," Jingwei hummed, puffing out his chest.

She sharp-eyed saw Yuan Lingjun coming in, and flew over his head to complain: "Yuan Lingjun, you don't care, you're making up stories to scare people again!"

"Ah?" Yuan Lingjun looked at his ball: "No, what he said is true, I guarantee it with "Shan Hai Jing"."

Jingwei: "..."

Yuan Lingjun felt the Jingwei above his head tremble suddenly.

"Hmph." She said, lying down, grabbing Yuan Lingjun's space hood.

"..."

Yuan Lingjun raised his hand and poked Jingwei.

"What... what's the matter?" Jingwei gripped even tighter.

"Come down first," Yuan Lingjun said, "I can't take off the space suit if you're like this."

——He silently added four more names to the list that needed courage training.

A few minutes later, Yuan Lingjun washed his face and cleaned all the things he brought back with the disinfection device on the spaceship.

"Okay." He said, holding the helmet and sitting in front of the table.

"Hey, isn't this the administrator's helmet for you and the scheming ball?" Jingwei asked doubtfully, lying on his head.

"Seems to be."

Yuan Lingjun looked at the helmet several times, and confirmed that in addition to the maker's name engraved on the inside - "Liya", there was also a number printed on the corner of the helmet -

"001."

"Administrator 001?" Yuanyuan was surprised: "We are administrator 002 and administrator 003."

"Is she also an administrator?" Jingwei asked curiously, "Then the 'Administrator's House' that you sealed up is the home of this Ms. Sadako?"

Yuan Lingjun thought about it seriously, then shook his head.

"I don't think so."

"why?"

"That small courtyard is a pure retro Chinese building, and Sadako... no, the style of the toll collector lady is too inconsistent."

The little yellow chicken who had also been to the "Administrator's House" also nodded in agreement.

If the intuition of both people said so, then it should be right.

"That means this helmet didn't originally belong to Ms. Sadako." Jingwei thought deeply.

She had another guess——

"Could it be that Ms. Sadako is the same as Sadako in the story, able to 'swish' shuttle through different helmets, and then kill, set fire, and rob all his property?"

"Look, they all have long hair, can appear and disappear suddenly, and wear white skirts, aren't they very similar?" Jingwei nodded, confirming his guess.

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He felt that his little baby was thinking too much and needed a power up.

"I think you're poisoned by ghost stories." Yuan Lingjun took Jingwei off his head and stroked his hair. "By the way, this lady's name is not Sadako."

"Then what's her name?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Lingjun carefully checked the property left by the lady toll collector, and finally found clues in the rose on the robot's head.

Each petal of this flower is carved with different characters. These characters are as thin as a cow's hair, and can only be read after being magnified a hundred times by Guoer's hand. What is written on it is——

To Miss Ruth Alina Anitasia Elaine Arania.

This is truly a delicate and thoughtful gift.

"It turns out that Ms. Zhenzi's name is Ruth Ai... Anne... Higuain." Jingwei repeated it over and over again, and then made a decision: "Forget it, the name of the interstellar person is too complicated, so I still call it Zhen." Son."

"Wang."

"Googling."

"Hey hey."

Changyou, Lili, and Lian all nodded, expressing that the name was easy to remember and pronounce, and even Yuanyuan nodded her chin reservedly to express agreement.

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

He put down the robot in his hand, and with apologies to Ms. Ruth, he announced: "Okay, then, the minority obeys the majority, and Ms. Ruth will be called Sadako from now on."

·

The transition point of this space base has been opened, and it cannot be maintained for too long. Yuan Lingjun discussed with Guoer and decided to rest for half a day and set off in 12 hours.

After crossing the transition point, you will reach a new planet. The signal sent from planet E-0001 cannot be delivered there in time. At that time, before Jingwei takes two workers to repair the new signal tower, Yuanyuan and They parted temporarily.

Holding the little yellow chicken in his hand, Yuan Lingjun was filled with guilt at the thought that he was going to make a left-behind ball alone.

He took out the red woolen yarn presented by Miss Sadako, and began to make a woolen vest for the little yellow chicken.

"what is this?"

Looking at this exquisite red sweater with lace crochet, Jingwei asked curiously.

"Sweater," Yuan Lingjun said, and put it on the little yellow chicken to try it on, then asked Jingwei, "Do you want it?"

Jingwei took a look at the scheming that couldn't hide his flaunting, even walking in a hurry, turned his head and said, "Hmph."

After getting along with Jingwei for so many days, Yuan Lingjun still doesn't understand how arrogant the second generation of farmers is?

Her "hum" means-"I want, I want, I want, I want to die!"

I must have some scheming balls!If I don't have a scheming ball, I want to have it!

I am the most important baby in Yuan Lingjun's heart!

—but she didn't tell.

So Yuan Lingjun made a new start and began to make small skirts for Jingwei, asking her as he made them, "Are lantern sleeves okay? Do you want the lace to have fungus sides or trumpet sides?"

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"Beside the wood ear." Jingwei said.

"Okay." Yuan Lingjun readily agreed to her. Just after knitting two rows, he suddenly felt his knees sink.

He looked down--

"Ouch~~~~"

To the last pair of monkey eyes full of expectations, sparkling and watery.

Changyou tried his best to grab Yuan Lingjun's knees, exposed his buttocks, and signaled - pull it out as you like, as long as you knit a red skirt.

Yuan Lingjun: "..."

"Okay, I promise you."

In the end, because Changyou's kindness could not be rescinded, Yuan Lingjun picked up two handfuls at random, and used its hair to add a white fluffy lace to Jingwei's red sweater.

Jingwei is very satisfied.

"It's your turn next." Yuan Lingjun said to Changyou.

Hearing Yuan Lingjun's words, Changyou looked at the sweater needle with "ouch" and gestured to put forward several opinions——

Want ruffles, waist, bow!

It is already a very aesthetic monkey.

Because there was not enough wool left, Changyou had an extra frilly suspender skirt on his body, and the remaining two small animals didn’t even get the treatment of suspender skirts, but each of them had an extra boxer shorts with Some of the hairs they plucked themselves.

"Wang!"

"Ouch!"

"Goo!"

Changyou, Lili, and Kelican were so excited to put on their new clothes, they couldn't wait to set sail, full of ambition to let the whole universe see their new sweaters.

"very good."

Kuo'er was very satisfied with the positive attitude of the crew. He looked at the time and saw that it was almost the same time, so he announced: "Then... the whole ship is ready, and the jump will start in half an hour!"