Blessings to the beautiful stars

221 In front of you
Zuo Wu was long in coming.

After all, you can't count on his performance in the ferry starship that was picked up, and it would be too extravagant to ride Ji Zhi to make a grand leap for this distance——

The last time Ji Zhi relied on his foot strength to surpass the speed of the spread of the waves of the Creation Mantra in a very short distance, thus saving Ai Shanshan, who was a little sluggish.

Only afterwards, being alone with Zuo Wu made Ma Niang forget the pain; after checking, Ji Zhi found out how many tendons and bones he had broken.

She thought that this pain was the price she had to pay for the first pleasure.

anyway.

The ferry starship saw the Fugitive from a distance, and was about to connect as scheduled; before that, the technology hunter made some flattering pleas to Aishanshan and Sand Cliff.

As a result, it only made Ai Shanshan upset, and made her jump into the clear sky of the ancient painting and sail into space, adjust her mood, and prepare for the devil training she had formulated for herself.

training.

At the time of the explosion before, his already dull body could only open his mouth in vain, watching the white glow getting closer; although he was rescued by Ji Zhi and Zuo Wu, the humiliating siren no longer thought about it. Experience it a second time.

I used to be a top student in the machine pilot training camp, although the past glory can't explain anything, but at least I have such potential.

It's just that if you want to get back to the old state, you will be extremely embarrassed in the practice. The sea monster doesn't want Zuo Wu to see his appearance, and this is the reason why he hid in space with the golden cotton.

Isn't it great that I have always been a heroic knight?Whether it's driving the creation, or riding Ji Zhi, or riding him.

whispering sound.

Inexplicably ignited fighting spirit, Ai Shanshan pulled the cable to establish a neural connection between himself and the ancient painting Qingkong;
The beautiful creation is an excellent partner, as long as some delays and codes are added between the neural connection and the physical operation, the extremely dangerous situation can be simulated.

Ai Shanshan wanted to overcome his inner demons, so the scene that he had to practice every day was the scene where the "Creative God" was lit up in the canning factory that day.

The primary goal is to escape successfully by yourself, the higher level is to meet Ji Zhi on the way to sprint, and the higher level is to save Lieweina by himself.

The highest level is to deprive Zuo Wu and Ji Zhi of all subjective initiative in this simulated scene, and let the sea monster drive the ancient painting clear sky to sprint back and forth twice to save all the family members, and then appreciate Zuo Wu's dull gaze.

Just like the original self.

The vast space is more than enough to be used as a training ground; the operation is added to the delay of the mecha flying up and down, and the simulation of the neural connection is all the real situation at that moment.

According to the records, at that time, I let the cockpit on the chest of the mecha open, my legs hung down from it, and I was sticking my cheeks, watching the wave approaching from the other side of the slaughterhouse;

In the simulation exercise, there is no need to say much about the countermeasures needed, which is to adapt to the white light as quickly as possible, then turn over and enter the cab, and start the operation that should be familiar by heart, that's all.

Practice begins.

But Ai Shanshan found that his condition was still not very good.

The speed at which the eyes adapted to the strong light was slower than expected, and when they rolled into the cockpit, they hit their knees. Even though all this was an illusion brought about by the nerve connection, the piercing pain still could not be overcome immediately.

This affected the sea monster's next series of actions, and time passed quickly amid superimposed errors; the sea monster gritted its teeth, and it was already foreseeable that this training was doomed to fail.

What a shame.

I still couldn't escape the embarrassing self.

suddenly.

The ancient painting Qingkong suddenly stopped in space, and then forcibly interrupted the simulation training; fantasy and reality intertwined and attacked the sea monster's mind, making her almost vomit out yesterday's dinner in dizziness.

She knocked on the control panel of the mecha angrily: "Guhua Qingkong! What are you doing! I... I was sure to succeed this time!"

"It's a pity, acting Master; according to estimates, your chance of success this time is less than [-]%, and continuing to struggle will only make me work in vain," Guhua Qingkong remained dignified:
"Also, if I don't interrupt your flutter, we will have a close collision with the ferry starship."

Ai Shanshan was stunned, looked up, and found Zuo Wu's ferry starship in the panoramic window;
With lingering fear in his heart, the man gave the mecha a thumbs up: "The ancient painting is clear sky, the word 'thump' is really good."

It is impossible for the ancient painting Clear Sky to be too far away from the Fugitive, and the maneuvers used to simulate the situation at that time also circled around;

In addition, in order to end this futile attempt of the sea monster, Jumei Creation then allowed itself to be lazy, so it played some tricks.

It's no wonder that in such a large space, Ai Shanshan and Zuo Wu would run into each other.

The sea monster is still a little dizzy, on the one hand, the sequelae of forcibly ending the simulation practice have not dissipated, and on the other hand, Zuo Wu is very annoyed that what he originally wanted to work hard on secretly was smashed directly by Zuo Wu.

Her annoyance has always been covered up with cold anger, Ai Shanshan clasped his hands, his fangs glowed coldly:
"What? Mr. Zuo, if you came here to inspect your subordinates and the expedition team, then you have come to the wrong place; there is nothing here, and I just want to blow some air, so don't bother me."

Zuo Wu smiled wryly: "What do you mean nothing? Aren't you here; besides, where does the wind come from in space?"

"Yo yo, does someone know that I'm here?"

"Of course, apart from the matter of exploring the void, Sand Cliff and Jinmian will also tell me about your current situation regularly. Unlike those official reports, I read these every day..."

Zuo Wu is upright and confident.

Ai Shanshan suddenly exploded:
"What did you say?! Sang Deya is reporting me, even Jinmian?! He...what did they say about me?!"

Zuo Wu shrank back, squeezed to Della who was also hiding behind him, and there was no way to retreat:

"Sang Deya didn't say anything superfluous, he was just analyzing the technical terms that describe your actions; Jin Mian just said that you went to bed late and woke up early."

The sea monster breathed a sigh of relief, and managed to maintain his sneering smile: "Isn't this the same as saying nothing, and you too...you don't understand anything."

Zuo Wu scratched his hair:

"It's true, I don't understand anything; I don't understand any of the proper nouns in the Sand Cliff newspaper, and Jin Mian also said very cryptically about you getting up early and going to bed late. It was Levina who reminded me to read it." from."

Levina was called, and held Della in her arms with one hand and hid aside, not to affect Zuo Wu's performance.

Even Ai Shanshan had some expectations for the man's next words because of the man's momentary pause.

Zuo Wu continued: "I really don't understand anything, especially the proper nouns for your various operations in the Sand Cliff report. Just setting them up for automatic reading aloud is very useful for sleep aid."

"However, even so, I can still see one thing; that is, every time Sandya makes a report, there are more and more proper nouns, and the duration of my sleep aid audio is getting longer and longer."

Ai Shanshan pursed his lips, and his fangs quietly disappeared behind his small lips: "...What does this mean?"

"It means that you have mastered more and more skills that need proper nouns to describe, and you are getting better and better."

Zuo Wu was extremely serious.

Ai Shanshan covered her mouth and took a deep breath, otherwise she would not be able to hide the smile quietly rising from her cheeks.

It turns out that my own efforts are useful.

It turned out that the hard work was still seen by someone, and that person happened to be the person I wanted to know the most.

But for the sake of face, the sea monster still pretended to be indifferent: "Really? That's all you want to say."

Zuo Wu grinned, he couldn't be more clear about the sea monster's mind, this is considered a pass.

After chatting casually with Ai Shanshan, Zuo Wu finally let the ferry starship drive away to meet the technology hunters whom he had been thinking about for a long time.

Looking at the back of the ferry starship going away.

In the cockpit of the clear sky of the ancient painting, a dignified voice sounded with a bit of mockery: "My lord, you are really easy to handle."

Ai Shanshan stretched his waist, and only in front of Guhua Qingkong, a partner whose personal pronoun is "it", the sea monster would not pay so much attention to face, and could speak the truth:

"So what? I love to hear it; hey, Guhua Qingkong, if Bai Ace said similar things to you, how would you react?"

Jue Mei Zuo made some calculations and came to a conclusion with a muffled voice: "I will be so excited that the central control system will be short-circuited directly, and thick smoke will come out of it."

"Right! So if you laugh at me again, one day you will meet Bai Aisi again, and I will definitely relay what you said today to him!"

The ancient painting is clear and silent.

After a while, the voice that came out actually had some sea-monster-like annoyance:
"Acting Master, do you still need to conduct the scheduled simulation training? Let me tell you first, I will not show mercy to comfort you in the future."

……

Tech Hunter's photon puppet has always acted like a three-dimensional shadow;

Of course, if they want, they can also attach the puppet to the surface of the object, and escape at the speed of light in a nearly two-dimensional posture.

and so.

Hearing that Zuo Wu's ferry starship was coming, this puppet was actually the first to rush there, stood there for a long time, and made many clones, flattering the most.

Instead, Zuo Wu had a subtle feeling, as if he had returned to the days when he was kidnapped by the legion and served as the emperor who was about to ascend the throne.

The photon puppet bowed, as if singing a hymn: "Boss~ I haven't seen you for a long time; everything is going well here, but there is one thing that needs your approval~"

"Why tell me? Talk to Sang Deya," Zuo Wu scratched his hair, "There's no need to tell me if you can't make it through Sang Deya."

Zuo Wu shook hands with the shopkeeper in front of him, and of course he didn't know the situation here as well as Sang Deya. Presumably the technology hunter also wanted to start from this aspect to fool himself.

They don't have loyalty bindings like Thundercliff.

The puppet made of shadows was tongue-tied, and the chant-like words were somewhat knotted: "Wait, at least listen to us first..."

"Listen to me first, Della, come here,"

Zuo Wu took Chongniang's hand and walked towards the familiar interior of the Fugitive: "I want to know how you got the original gene of the ether dragon in the first place."

Della also nodded, and raised her fingers with her two small hands, pointing to the joints of several carapaces that formed her cheeks, which were her dimples.

One hand was held by Zuo Wu, and the two hands were doing this cute movement, and the last remaining one was a little at a loss.

Shadow, who had already squeezed himself into a pitch-black human shape, listened, turned his head, and looked at the two people who were a step behind the ferry starship. To be precise, Shadow was looking at Dumb.

At this moment, Blunt opened his arms wide in the Fugitive, yelling at the centaur, saying something like "Your deputy captain is back!", and even wished to hug the wall of the starship and kiss him hard.

Ji Zhi moved back in disgust, feeling that the bald AI in front of him was stupid.

Zuo Wu also thinks so.

And the photon puppet of the technology hunter said by accident: "Mr. Chief's hair still hasn't grown back."

Zuo Wu turned around and raised his eyebrows:
"...Blunt's hair was burned when the former owner of her body was caught by us and tried to escape by shooting out her own skull and brain, and there has been no sign of it growing back."

Speaking of which, when Della was being examined, Zuo Wu originally wanted to examine Dutzi's scalp; but she has been bald for so long, her head is extremely round, and the hole on it is very special and attractive.

If all the hair really recovered, Zuo Wu would feel a little uncomfortable.

Of course, what he is proposing now is more of an attack on technology hunters——

Don't think bluntly.

Otherwise, we don't mind screwing off your skulls and using them as bowls, just like the old chief.

The puppet of the technology hunter just waved his hand: "We said earlier that it is the chief's blessing to die on the road of pursuing the truth~ It's just a pity that his hair was not preserved."

Zuo Wu was stunned: "The chief's hair is very special?"

"That's right~ the chief excavated Gray Gu in the past, but it caused us a lot of casualties in an instant, so he could only scrape off some samples while it was unconscious, and then packaged it and the planet where it was discovered and sold it to the Liaoyuan Family ~"

Zuo Wu's astonishment deepened: "Could it be that the head's hair is a sample scraped from that gray Gu's body?!"

"Yes~" The photon puppet in front of him was very sure:

"This is the proud handiwork of the chief. He often shows off, which makes us jealous~ Of course, the chief will occasionally disclose some of his research results because of showing off. We know at least the following things:"

"First, the so-called gray Gu should be a kind of extremely large number of nano-robots like a plague, which can display powerful intelligence when assembled;"

"But when it is separated, the gray Gu can't retain its original consciousness. When it is split into the size of the sample obtained by the chief, only the instinct that will be driven by the program remains;"

"Secondly, the gray Gu can display an incomparably extraordinary ability to imitate, from as small as a hair to as large as an ether dragon, it can accurately imitate its own characteristics, so that it can be scaled up and down freely for use."

Zuo Wu nodded suddenly: "That is to say, the chief stole the ether dragon gene, in fact, let the gray Gu sample he obtained take a look at the giant dragon from a distance?"

"...It shouldn't be 'seeing' from a distance, this involves the third characteristic of Gray Gu," Photon Puppet denied:
"Although gray Gu can generate different consciousnesses by splitting it into different parts, it is still the same individual in essence. The characteristic information obtained through imitation at a distance will also be shared with the samples obtained by the chief."

Zuo Wu's breathing suddenly became heavier.

And the photon puppet pointed to Blunt's bald head:
"The gray Gu was imitated as hair by that chief, and it does have the nature of hair, which is flammable and destructible; but if there is a little bit of the sample left in Miss Dutzi's scalp, I think it must also contain the genes of the dragon."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder the chief had to wear a helmet until it was smashed by Aishanshan; and the dragon gene that he had been thinking about day and night might have been under his nose.

Zuo Wu hurriedly greeted: "Blunt! Come quickly!"

"Come on!"

The bald AI trotted over, and Ji Zhi followed behind her.

But Zuo Wu got stuck, and found the question to ask in excitement: "Blunt, do you usually wash your hair?"

And the bald AI suddenly showed an expression condensed with surprise, panic, astonishment and disgust, like a dye vat;
He wanted to raise his hand to cover his head again, but suddenly felt that it no longer belonged to him:

"how?"

"Do you even want to taste the original flavor of your scalp?"

(End of this chapter)