Blessings to the beautiful stars

On the scale of space, a human-sized object can only be counted as a speck of dust. Zuo Wu, who is still on Mars, can't see the specific situation of Sand Cliff with his own eyes, no matter how wide his eyes are.

But Zuo Wu was still staring at the sky, staring at the little star point called the earth, and did not look away for a long time.

Feng and the man in gray have slipped away quietly. Even if Mars is just a temporary residence for a group of people, there are still various buildings rising from the ground—the current modular construction technology can make the laboratories of scientific research teams like luggage. Carry it with you, just put it in the right place when you need it, and it will be built automatically.

And the built buildings are not structures like tents, but magnificent towers and houses soaring into the sky; although Mars is barren, it has a somewhat urban appearance in an instant, and the original pure sky is also taken away by the top of the building The space gradually becomes narrow.

Only the star point formed by the earth reflecting sunlight still hangs in the sky.

But just like on Earth, the night sky on Mars is constantly changing; as the construction of the temporary residence becomes more and more perfect, the star point representing the earth also disappears.

Zuo Wu was still looking at the sky.

Ai Shanshan, Jizhi and Daila both cast worried glances at him, but unfortunately they summed it up, and they didn't seem to have any ideas to solve Zuo Wu, and then they focused their gazes on a passing person with a tacit understanding. on the man.

Xi's martyrdom was almost dragged to Zuo Wu's side by the three of them.

Hear movement.

Zuo Wu turned his head back, and what caught his eyes was Martyr Xi's dismay. For some reason, his mood improved a lot, and he grinned: "Martyr Xi, it's good that you are here. Obviously Sang Deya is your direct subordinate, and I am the only one who suffers when he dies." If so, it would be too bad for me.”

Martyr Xi moved his arms: "Interesting, you have already said that you have done everything you can to Sand Cliff, and the earth that has completed the exploration is also dispensable to you, so why are you suffering?"

Zuo Wu thought for a while: "Use an example from a novel I like very much...Xi martyrdom, if you can take two routes home every day, one day, if you take the first one, you will Nothing happened; and if you take the second route, you will almost be beaten up, but you will be saved, which route would you choose?"

"I choose to take the first route, and then kill everyone. Some people want to beat me up, and some people will help me? I think they all want to plot against me." Xi martyrdom tilted his head: "So, what is it about in your favorite novels? said?"

Zuo Wu was shocked by Xi's martyrdom declaration: "...Of course choose the first one, because if you take the second one, you obviously just want to go home, but you will be beaten for no reason. I would owe a big favor to the person who saved you, it is really a loss."

"The person who saved me was supposed to be just a passer-by to me, but there was an unnecessary intersection... The favor I owe is a fact, and the friendship I formed is also a fact."

Xi martyrdom nodded: "Even you can easily subdue the person who wants to hurt you?"

"Yes," Zuo Wu sighed: "Also, I don't think I'm the kind of person who can coldly say 'mind your own business' to those who helped me afterward."

Xi was martyred silently.

The planet that is not needed by Zuo Wu, the people who are not valued by Zuo Wu, but after helping Zuo Wu without authorization, he will never forget it.

"I said earlier that the position of the emperor is a hot potato," Xi said softly, "What about now? What do you think?"

Zuo Wu grinned, and simply sat down on the barren surface of Mars: "I really want to talk to Sang Deya again, but unfortunately I don't have the chance. Now... he has become a cold corpse, floating in Renlian. In space, it has become garbage that no one goes back to clean up..."

listen.

Xi Martyr seems to have grasped something that can get rid of the point of talking with Zuo Wu: "You want to talk to Sang Deya again? This is not very simple."

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any psychic skills that can pull Sang Deya's soul from another universe and brag to us?"

"You're stupid," Xi pointed at the nearby area: "Isn't your Xiao Hui's best at mimicry? Calling her over to mimic Sand Cliff, isn't it because you're communicating with him? Ha, in your case With Jia Xiaohui's level of realism, Xiao Hui might be more Sandy Cliff than Sandy Cliff."

... makes sense.

Zuo Wu was stunned, and hurriedly recruited Xiaohui, explained the reason, and hoped that she would imitate the appearance of Sang Deya.

Xiao Hui was a little shy, she was still wearing the swimsuit she wore when the earth embraced the ocean before: "Well, Sandy Cliff? No problem, he is a passenger on the Fugitive this time, I have every passenger on the Fugitive back up."

Zuo Wu nodded, still feeling a little uncertain: "Xiao Hui, what you said after imitating, could it be what Sang Deya himself wanted to say?"

Xiao Hui immediately nodded, and suddenly became a little annoyed: "Your Majesty! You can actually look at me more!"

Zuo Wu was stunned for a moment.

Realizing something, Xiao Hui jumped up after being startled, and inhaled: "Ah, no, I mean... what I said in the imitation will not only be Sang Deya's truth, but also... it will also be my truth. !"

Before Zuo Wu figured out what Xiao Hui meant.

I saw her in front of her, the face that accommodated the facial features of Aishanshan Levina and Ji Zhi changed rapidly, rising and falling, and soon turned into the appearance of the hairless tauren.

The hairless tauren imitated by Xiao Hui stood at attention.

Zuo Wu looked up and down, and found that although the Tauren was humble, he held a certain sense of persistence, which was perfectly simulated.Zuo Wu could no longer find a trace of Xiao Hui's characteristics from him, and even subconsciously told him that the one in front of him was the tauren himself.

——Xiao Hui can perfectly imitate even the soul, the genes are exactly the same, and the soul and memory are exactly the same as the original version, so they are the same person now, not Xiao Hui anymore.

Facing "Sunder Cliff".

A wave of anger rose in Zuo Wu's heart, and Zuo Wu sneered at the tauren in front of him: "Sang Deya, what is your purpose for doing all this? Do you think this will move me?!"

"Sang Deya" lowered his head and knelt down on one knee. Even so, he was half a head taller than Zuo Wu: "Don't dare! I... I just... want to protect the earth."

"The earth has nothing to do with you, what do you say 'guardian' without shame?" The sneer on Zuo Wu's face became more and more wanton.

But the tauren suddenly flashed panic, as if the meaning of his existence was about to be denied, and he needed to take it back and began to argue: "Why is it meaningless?! Your Majesty, forgive me..."

"I already regard the earth as my home."