My Little Pony: My Little Pony The Martian

Mission Log – Solar Day 232

Okay, we are back from the farm, and going to the farm every day will become a daily routine. Today, Starlight made four new batteries and replaced the faulty battery with a new casing, so the total number of usable batteries rose to eighteen and a half (calculated by capacity). After finishing, we continued to open the magic field for a while, trying to let the dragonfly absorb as much magic energy as possible, while we read aloud Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows that we had not finished before.

I can't do much work now. Those few days when I didn't feel like eating a full meal did more damage to me than the dragonflies. I try to eat as much as I can to replenish my lost energy reserves. The problem is that eating fourteen large potatoes garnished with alfalfa leaves every day is enough to kill me; I really have to force myself to swallow them, no exaggeration at all. If you want to eat more on this basis... the mouth area.

It's not that he only eats vegetarian food and doesn't eat meat. Smart Mark is also like that...

Forget it; my views on Dragonfly are still very complicated. I had been joking for months that she was a cute little alien, and she turned into a screaming, salivating alien monster. Anyway, the roar sounds quite similar. I was particularly impressed by that voice. That sharp neigh marked the beginning of a long hypnotic life, and the other end was a sudden surge of fear in my heart when I saw Berry walking towards an unknown object that I didn't know was the cocoon of a dragonfly at the time.

We've all heard horror stories of cannibalism in extreme circumstances - the Donner Brigade, avalanches, and various shipwrecks, to name a few - and our reactions to such stories are often... Yes, "It's scary, but I also understand that they have no choice." As a result, once I find myself on the menu, my mentality is completely different - but I think I should be the first person who can still survive after being a dish. human life.

Needless to say, I was quite apprehensive about this incident. I have almost no memory of my time as a walking dead. Because I don't care. No exaggeration at all - I lost the motivation to pay attention to anything. I was only vaguely aware that I was in such a world, but everything had nothing to do with me. In my memory, the strongest emotion during this period was just some kind of mild irritation. It's horrifying to think about it now; ninety percent of what made up my subjectivity disappeared so easily... into thin air.

But the actual situation is more than that; in addition, I also read Tingting's suicide note - it is absolutely true, this is her suicide note. Maybe she was still alive in that cocoon—the strange magical shadows that appeared when the magic field projection device was turned on returned—but the content on this note showed that she had no hope of ever breaking out of the cocoon. The person who wrote this was not a monster at all; the person in front of him was clearly a panicked little girl.

Because of this, I must not cower in my fear. We need Dragonfly—not just because the ponies and their suits probably won't survive the next fifty solar days without maintenance; but more importantly, we want her to come back to us. A certain daredevil who is sometimes silly, sometimes clever, often complacent and audacious is one of our indispensable members. Without her, our team is weakened. We must rescue her.

Readers who would like to contribute ideas to achieve this goal, please put your good ideas in a self-addressed envelope and send it to the Bug-Saving Project Team at Mars Asidalia Plains Box 1, Postal Code.

The only way we can do it now is to go to the cave as a group every day and spend at least an hour with our own unique "ugly sleeper". Every day we turn on the magic field projection device to release magic energy for a few minutes - about half of the total amount of magic energy collected each day. We will do our best to give her all the love. No matter what other arrangements we have, we will definitely come as scheduled and show up collectively in the cave every day.

Because we are astronauts. Whether human or pony, we never abandon our companions.