The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

The flying ship sent a return signal to the ground, then turned around and headed straight for the base.

When it landed, Zuo Yue swayed when he got up, and almost fell to the ground.

He gestured "It's all right" to Xiao O, and after calming down for a while, he walked off the warship with a normal expression.

He didn't believe that Xue Ming was gone just like that. If he couldn't find it for the rest of his life, he would look for it for the rest of his life.

Kailis caught up from behind, jumped off the small broken land vehicle and followed suit: "Marshal, what instructions do you have?"

He broke out in cold sweat layer by layer, staring at Zuo Yue's face and dared not relax.

The Marshal seems to be in a bad mood.

Zuo Yue waved his hand, then turned his head and asked him as if he had changed his mind: "Has the Fourth Army recruited new soldiers in recent years?"

Stared at by his pair of amber eyes, Kerris' old heart beat like a teenager.

What beautiful eyes, he is going to fall in love.

Keris held his chest and took a step back silently before saying: "The members of the legion have been decreasing, and occasionally there will be homeless people passing by to join us, but the overall number is not many, I need to check the list for you. come out?"

Zuo Yue nodded lightly: "En."

He didn't want to expose Xue Ming's information too much. The Fourth Legion is the predecessor of the largest star thief gang in the entire interstellar. It has been exiled for so many years with a random name. It is inevitable that there will be a hatred empire. If they make trouble in it, it will only be bad for Xue Ming .

"Why are you so sure that the female master must be at the base?" Xiao O has always maintained a state of spiritual connection with him. They share the same five senses, and Zuo Yue's thoughts are not concealed, so they can naturally be grasped by it.

But I can't figure it out with the calculation method of its system.

"Planet Xika has no network, warships are scrapped, and there is no record of leaving the country for eight years, but the base has already symbolized the highest level of technology on this planet. If I were him, I would take the opportunity to sneak into the base for the sake of aftereffect."

What if he hadn't come out of South Forest?

Xiao O silently swallowed the speculation that came to his mouth. No matter how backward the base information is, the commander-in-chief must have a communicator to connect to the outside world. With Xue Ming's ability, it is impossible to figure it out for eight years.

Xiao O recognized Xue Ming's ability.

"He must have undergone a change that we didn't expect, or he didn't even know that this planet can communicate with the outside world. We must take the initiative to stand in a high position and let him see me." Zuo Yue said.

Little O silently shrugged, okay, whatever you say is what you want, just don't get sick.

It didn't dare to provoke Zuo Yue who had fallen into a certain state of bewilderment, so he turned off the sound system and followed in silence all the way.

Kailis was already running to check the personnel files, and he strode on the road inside the base on the left. It was dinner time, and the soldiers who had finished training saluted him in an awkward square line, and the latter nodded back. , They put down their hands and ran towards the cafeteria.

Braised pork here I come!

Although in the eyes of Zuo Yue, the base's army management is so lazy that he can't see it, but the solemn painting style in the first second is more or less in line with the base, and the picture in the next second is like a dog rushing away for food. .

The base is so short of food?

A faint worry rose in Zuo Yue's heart, maybe Xue Ming hasn't eaten anything for eight years.

Thinking of this, he turned his heels and followed the group of soldiers into the cafeteria like a ghost. The cafeteria hall, which was full of people, was silent for a moment, and they all turned to look at him, with their mouths open enough to stuff eggs.

They would definitely not be surprised to see the commander-in-chief come to eat in the canteen, but this is the star-studded, unscrupulous marshal, it is said that he has never eaten outside!

Zuo Yue glanced across the small canteen with stained walls, and finally landed on one of the windows.

There were only a few people at the other windows, but there was a long queue in front of this one, and the front was even more crowded into a pot of porridge. Everyone was holding a plate, with their arms raised high, and they were all facing him at this time.

The cafeteria is filled with the aroma of all kinds of food, the essence of nutrient solution and the smell mixed with dishwashing water, many and mixed, but Zuo Yue caught a trace of unusually familiar smell in it.

In the next second, he walked towards the crowded window.

Like a watershed, the crowded crowd spread out to both sides, automatically leaving a direct passage for him.

The closer it is, the more obvious the smell, Zuo Yue is almost sure that it is Xue Ming's braised pork!

Could it be him behind the window?

"Clang." With a sound, the big spoon fell to the ground, and the chef who was doing the dishes stuttered in shock: "Marshal Yuan Yuan Yuan..."

The Marshal's eyes were so terrifying that the chef couldn't help wondering if he had suffered from Zuo Yue's misfortune.

The latter was surrounded by a moment of loss, and when his eyes fell on the braised pork, his eyes turned to ecstasy.

He is alive, he is still alive!

Xiao O's unbelievable electronically synthesized voice also came: "Oh my god, it's really a female master, only he can cross on braised pork!"

In the silence, Zuo Yue tried his best to suppress the turbulence in his heart, raised his hand and knocked on the glass window: "Please give me a piece of braised pork, thank you."

It wasn't until the chef who had done the cooking for the second time realized that he hurriedly scooped up a large portion of braised pork for Zuo Yue, piled up like a hill protruding from the tip.

Zuo Yue took the plate and sat on the table for the soldiers to eat, and ate the huge portion of braised pork little by little under everyone's gaze.

He likes sweetness, so he put a lot of sugar in his meat.

He doesn't like to eat the skin, so the skin of the braised pork is peeled off, leaving only the fat and thin meat.

He said it was not tasty, so Xue Ming patiently crossed each piece of meat...

While eating, Zuo Yue suddenly raised his hand to support his forehead, his eyes and face were covered.

"Pa" a drop of warm tears splashed down on the palm and was silently brushed away.

For a long time, people came and went in the cafeteria for a long time, and soon it was empty, and he was still sitting there motionless.

"Master Marshal, the officer on the list has found you!" Kailis rushed in clutching a few thin papers, and was stunned when he saw Zuo Yue sitting at the dining table with an empty plate in front of him. , the footsteps subconsciously stopped.

Zuo Yue got up in an instant, grabbed the roster in his hand in three steps at a time, and looked down.

"Xue Ming." The two familiar words were at the bottom of the roster, and the registration time was two months ago.

"Where is he?" Zuo Yue pointed to the words on the roster, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart and asked, his indifferent voice was rarely anxious.

"Admiral Wan Lun directly approved him for leave. I don't know where he went, but I saw him wandering around the supply ship during the day. Maybe he wanted to go out and work illegally." A roommate in the same dormitory as Xue Ming recalled.

It is their common operation to go to the deserted star to do black work. The currency in circulation there is the core energy mine. They mix in and mine for ten days and a half months. A little less every day, they take it out of the black market and sell it to live for a year or two. up.

I just heard that mining is very dangerous. The local aborigines don’t go to the mines in person. They just trick those poor and bold aliens to work for them. If they don’t pay attention, they confess there. statement.

After listening to the science popularization of the black worker, Zuo Yue's face sank visible to the naked eye, and the amber pupils gradually became darker, and the liquor flowed in them.

After a while, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the flying ship, leaving behind a slender figure and orders that seemed to be filled with anger.

"Accept the Wanlun Lu communication."

The supply ship is still moving, and the space is dark and empty, only the light from the ship can illuminate a small area around it.

We will arrive at Desolate Star tomorrow.

There is no day or night in space, Xue Ming got up early according to his biological clock, stood by the porthole and looked outside.

Find meaning in a journey through the stars.

This sentence suddenly flashed in his mind. It seemed that a very important person said it to him. Xue Ming could even recall the picture of him looking up at the screen above the central square.

But the person on the light screen seemed to be overexposed, he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only hear his voice clear and clear, neither fast nor slow, he had a distant and indifferent personality.

A big liar who knows how to fool.

How can there be any stars in the pitch-black piece, how can there be any meaning?

Xue Ming thought to himself, and silently crossed that person's overexposed face, next time he sees him, he must tell him that not all starry sky will have stars.

The lights in the cabin were turned on, and when it was time to get up, the people on the supply ship woke up one after another, carrying water cups and towels to wash up.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Wan Lun approached with a toothbrush in his mouth, followed his line of sight and looked out through the porthole.

saw nothing.

He frowned: "You can't be nervous, don't worry, I know where I am, and I won't let you have any problems."

This guy is used to being unkempt, and he just woke up again, his clothes were hanging loosely on his body, and his already wide neckline was open, revealing his full chest muscles and shoulder lines, which seemed to be swaying in front of him unintentionally.

Xue Ming looked away.

Not good looking.

"How long until?" he asked.

Wan Lun looked at his watch and said with toothpaste in his mouth, "About ten hours or so. If you're bored, you can go around on the boat. I know them very well, and I won't stop you."

Xue Ming shook his head. He just wanted to earn enough money to repair the warship as soon as possible. As for where to go, he hadn't decided yet.

At least they can't stay in this fringe star field all the time.

"It's really a boring female." Wan Lun muttered and walked to the bathroom, there was nothing he could do about Xue Ming's character.

The latter of course heard his complaints, but he just didn't care. Wan Lun was right, he was just boring and boring, and he still had this self-knowledge.

The washroom is next to the rest cabin, and it is the rush hour for waking up. There are footsteps coming and going in the corridor, and Wan Lun's loud voice came in: "Xue Ming, help me get the towel."

It is the general style of this commander-in-chief to forget everything.

Xue Ming took out the towel from his backpack and walked out with it.

At this moment, there were several "fuck" sounds in the bathroom, and then Wan Lun rushed out like a wind, pushed Xue Ming back to the rest cabin, and closed the cabin door by the way.

His bracelet is flashing, and it shows a random number encrypted by the military. There is no network in this star field, and it is obvious that the other party is using a special signal channel.

Apart from the commanders of several of their legions, the only one who can activate this channel is the general marshal.

Wan Lun took a deep breath and pressed the connect button.

"Is Xue Ming with you?" Zuo Yue's voice came from the other end, asking directly.

If Wan Lun was more careful, he would also find that the other party's breathing was slightly messy.

It's a pity that he himself panicked a lot. The scene of smashing the Zong Emperor's body eight years ago was still vivid in his memory. He wished that Zuo Yue would never come to him in his life.

Xue Ming watched Wan Lun connect to the communication strangely, his face changed like a kaleidoscope, until something was said on the other end, Wan Lun suddenly looked straight at him with strange eyes.

After a few words, Wan Lun slowly handed over the communicator: "He appointed you to answer."

Xue Ming mouthed silently: "Me?"

Wan Lun nodded.

Xue Ming had no choice but to take the communicator, suppressed his doubts, and said in a normal way: "Hello, I'm Xue Ming."

The breathing on that end was completely messed up, to Xue Ming it sounded like a dilapidated and air-leaking bellows, the kind that I'm afraid I might fall over if I'm not careful.

He was worried about the other party's lungs.

"Hello, what's the matter?" He repeated again, his voice was calm and unaffected by the other party.

There was a silence, followed by a long silence.

Just when Xue Ming was puzzled, the other party finally opened his mouth and paused every word, showing some hesitation and hesitation under the transmission of the signal.

"Ming'er, it's me, Zuoyue." Wan Lun, who was eavesdropping next to him, dropped his jaw in shock.

That's not what Zuo Yue said just now!

After this sentence, the other end was completely still, as if holding his breath waiting for his answer.

Xue Ming was a little nervous for no reason, he squeezed his inexplicably sweaty palms, and replied calmly: "I remember you."

The author has something to say: remember you are a big liar