Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Come on, sit down!"

Wang Xuebin beckoned, took out a bottle of [-]ml milk, and threw it into Liu Peiqiang's hand.

"...Here, milk, after you go to the Navigator space station, you won't be able to drink any more..."

Looking at the cold milk in his hand, Liu Peiqiang fell into the memory again. In his impression, every time Uncle Wang came back from his mission, he would always bring him a lot of delicious food that no one else had seen before.

He wanted to be a pilot since he was a child, so Uncle Wang often thought of ways to supplement him with protein. Milk is a luxury that he can drink every now and then...

"...Drink it, if you think it's cold, heat it up yourself, there's hot water over there..."

As Wang Xuebin said, he raised his head and looked at Liu Peiqiang, who had a deep sadness between his brows, frowned slightly, and let out a soft breath.

"...What? With a bitter face, Duoduo..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin mention Dodo, Liu Peiqiang tightened his hand holding the milk, his body shook, and after a while, he nodded silently.

"...The doctor said, it's only a few days..."

"...It's only been a few days... Sigh... Let's take it easy, terminal cancer, for Dodo, living a day is a day of torture, it's better to leave early..."

Hearing this, Liu Peiqiang nodded silently, then raised his head, and abruptly changed the subject.

"...Uncle Wang, I signed up to participate in the selection of special pilots and was selected. I will go to the Navigator space station to perform a mission at the end of this month!

In return for performing missions, Xinzi and I have a total of four dungeon residency rights, the kind that are exempt from lottery.

Uncle Lin and my mother don't need this quota. What I'm thinking of is you and my dad. Why don't you take this opportunity to transfer to ordinary positions!

The earth is about to stop, and the danger of the special rescue team will have to be raised to a higher level. We are really worried about you and my dad!

With this quota, you and my dad can do whatever we want, and when Xinzi and I come back from the military service, we two brothers will take care of you!

You see..."

Looking at Liu Peiqiang with a sincere face, Wang Xuebin raised his head and laughed, two lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, which made Liu Peiqiang very sad.

"...Okay, you boys have grown up, and you know how to love others...

Don't worry about me and Lao Han, I was planning to transfer jobs, and I'm already in my 50s, so I'm going to save you. "

"...Uncle Wang, you are not old..."

"Hi……"

Seeing what Liu Peiqiang said while holding back his tears, Wang Xuebin shook his head and laughed, waved his hands, and said in a wide voice:

"...how old are you, how about returning the golden beans? Hurry up and sign up, Cixin has already set off!

After arriving in the sky, you two brothers will take care of you and tell your Uncle Wang if you have anything to say, even though your Uncle Wang is old, you can still speak well! "

Regarding Wang Xuebin's words, Liu Peiqiang just forced a smile and didn't take it seriously.

If Uncle Wang is really good at talking, why doesn't he even have a place to live, and sleeps in this armored vehicle about his own age every day?

He has never exposed Uncle Wang and his father-in-law's care about saving face, because he is also a father, and he also knows that every father wants to support his children...

"...Then, Uncle Wang, my father and household registration will trouble you a lot in the future. I'll report it first. If you come to our house tonight, we two will have a good drink!"

Seeing Liu Peiqiang's disbelief, Wang Xuebin didn't care, since the mission secrecy system of the special rescue team was established.

Whether it was Han Ziang, him, or Lin Bei, they never mentioned in front of the children what happened to them when they performed missions before.

Coupled with the ease of disasters in recent years, the task difficulty of ordinary special rescue teams has been greatly reduced.

All of this caused Liu Peiqiang to misunderstand his fathers so much, thinking that the fathers who could wrestle with the god of death countless times are ordinary...

For all of this, Wang Xuebin didn't mean to explain it. It was so easy to catch an opportunity to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. How could he be worthy of this fate if he didn't play well?

Anyway, counting the time, in a few more years, all his mana will be ready to be used, and with the integration of all his subconscious minds, the power is even more inconceivable.

Time to give them a surprise...

"Okay, let's go, I'll bring some good things tonight, and I'll see you two off!

Don't run to me these days, and spend more time with Dodo and Lao Han after the training.

The old Korean is rough on the outside and thin on the inside, he must be very uncomfortable about Douduo, and he has to take care of you and his household registration, so he has no place to cry, so you can spend more time with them..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Liu Peiqiang nodded silently, held the milk in his hand, stood up, and saluted solemnly.

He is not a soldier, but he has learned this solemn posture from his stepfather Lin Bei. He knows that this posture expresses the highest respect, at least for Uncle Wang...

Opposite Liu Peiqiang, Wang Xuebin also got up slowly, arranged his clothes, and solemnly returned the gift, just like... facing Liu Feng back then...

'...report... Liu Feng, the current vice-captain of Team 001-01...requests to perform a mission...'

"……approve!"

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Chapter 771 A Tranquil Night

In the quiet night, by the lake not far from the brightly lit engine, a child was holding an astronomical telescope that was a head taller than him, looking for something with great interest.

Behind the children, the old and the young sat on chairs, enjoying a moment of tranquility with the slightly damp evening breeze blowing.

"... Hurry up, look, Jupiter! The largest planet in the solar system..."

As if noticing something, the young man looked at his son, then pointed to the sky.

Looking in the direction father pointed, I saw a huge reddish-brown planet appearing in the child's sight, and the child became excited just for a moment.

"...Dad, there is an eye on Jupiter..."

"That's a big storm on Jupiter!"

Looking at his excited son, the young man also relaxed a little, and his originally deep face also revealed a trace of warmth.

"...What is a storm?"

The child turned his head and asked ignorantly. Hearing this question, the young man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to caress his son's head, and explained slowly:

"...Jupiter... is like a big balloon, 90.00% hydrogen gas..."

Before the young man finished speaking, the child couldn't hold back his thirst for knowledge. He turned his head to look at the grandfather who was sitting aside, silently watching the father and son, and asked loudly:

"Grandpa, what is hydrogen gas?"