From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

During the annual Plantation College Entrance Ceremony, the gate of the First Military College was bustling with people. The public apron on the right side of the gate is even more busy coming and going.

As the only college on the main planet of Pluto that has both the top military department and the top planting department. All newly admitted students and their parents were notified of their travel arrangements in advance, and the rules and regulations of the main school were sent together with the admission notice.

Naturally, in front of the door, the aircraft circled and queued up to land according to the predetermined trajectory, while behind the door, there was a smooth flow of people on the green avenue.

Looking down from the port window, they saw their aircraft getting closer and closer to the tarmac. Bai Moxiao thought that he was about to prepare for landing, so he felt that the carry-on package he had brought with him today was at hand.

Who would have thought that uncle Qian Duoduo, who was sitting in the driver's seat in front, did not control the aircraft toward the apron, but only slightly lowered the altitude and speed and headed straight for the gate!

"Uncle! School rules... Ugh! Why are the school guards saluting you?" Bai Moxiao was mentally stupefied as he became famous upon entering the school: because his parents forcibly entered the campus by flying an aircraft, freshman Bai Moxiao had 10 points deducted from his credits!

After covering their eyes with their hands for a few minutes, not only was there no interception as expected, the school guard even solemnly saluted the aircraft? !

"Haha..." Qian Duoduo looked at the white foam in the rearview mirror and was very happy, "Have you forgotten that your uncle and I are a master planter. Have you forgotten everything your grandpa taught you?"

"How rare are grandmaster planters?" Bai Moxiao himself is an intermediate planter, and he can't count the number of master planters around him on ten fingers. After a while of recollection, he said with uncertainty: "Because all planters above the intermediate level have certain priority?"

"Yes~ Not entirely right~" Qian Duoduo was satisfied with Bai Moxiao's solid basic skills. He could remember all the details clearly, which was much better than his mother and father Zhi Zhi.

"Uncle...if you don't want to say that I won't force myself." Bai Moxiao said that his uncle just loved teasing and did the opposite~

Qian Duoduo was amused: "Okay, okay~ Stop pouting. This aircraft was purchased by my uncle with points in the academy, and it has the right to pass freely on campus."

"Speaking of which, your father donated it to the school." Recalling the distant green years, Qian Duoduo smiled.

Bai Moxiao, who grew up listening to the legends of his mother and father, was most interested in discovering their "glorious deeds", and he immediately became interested. "Uncle, are you and my mother and father in the same class? Why is there still something about my father? Isn't he hundreds of years older than my mother and father?"

"Why do you have so many questions?" Qian Duoduo looked at the villa area getting closer and closer: "You haven't heard enough since you were a kid? You always ask so many new questions."

Bai Moxiao pouted: "Father hangs around my mother and father every day. Grandpa Bai and Grandpa Grandmaster tell me so much that I'm tired of hearing them! Aunt Youqing occasionally tells me some new stories, but you don't tell me either. I told you..."

"Okay! Get ready to get off the aircraft! This is the villa where your mother and father lived." Qian Duoduo stopped the aircraft and turned to Bai Moxiao in the back cabin to introduce the villa on the side with the house number [X-23].

"If you can graduate from here in two years, my uncle promises to let your mother and father explain it to you!"

"Really?" Bai Moxiao was doubtful...

"Really! Your uncle has been waiting outside for a long time, so I won't go down to irritate you. You have to obey your uncle in the academy~" The aircraft landed for a long time without opening the hatch. All of my friends were there. I sent a message anxiously.

"It's a deal! I will graduate within two years. Uncle, you must keep your promise." Bai Moxiao is a considerate child. How can his uncle, who loves him the most, keep him waiting for so long? Before leaving the cabin, he did not forget to ask for a guarantee of money.

"It's a deal~"

As the aircraft took off again, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but recall the past: that was really a distant story. I wonder how Zhizhi will tell his story to Bai Moxiao, who has many problems?

As an out-and-out Chinese citizen, we cultivate the land in the nine heavens above and fertilize it in the five oceans below. Even after hundreds of millions of years, facing the loess and back to the sky, dealing with the soil is the innate skill of the Chinese people.

Because of this skill, the Chinese people were able to win a chance of survival from many ethnic groups after humans migrated and exiled in the interstellar world for thousands of years and were discovered and taken in by the people of the Pluto System.

In the Pluto calendar year 9350, approximately AD, the last wandering fleet of mankind was found by the Tenth Legion of the Pluto System during routine maintenance of the black hole.

Since then, humans have been included in the Pluto galaxy and have become the lowest class citizens. The first batch of humans who disembarked from the wandering fleet thought that they had finally found a planet where they could live after tens of thousands of years of interstellar wandering. But the interstellar world is cruel. Although the Pluto people accept humans as lower-class citizens and give humans a place to live, they also have to collect corresponding rewards from humans.

Humanity signs a treaty with the Pluto galaxy. Every human being over the age of 18 must undergo an examination organized by the military hospital, and those with a brain Ent value of more than 300 must undergo military arrangements. This is the obligation that humans promised when they joined the Pluto system, and no one can escape.

In fact, all humans know that these people with an Ent value of more than 300 have been made into potions. A medicine that can temporarily delay the collapse of the sentinel's mental field. The higher the Ent value, the higher the level of the sentinel that can be alleviated. About half of the first batch of human immigrants were made into potions, from the captain to the infant, as long as the Ent value exceeded 300, there were no exceptions. Humanity's habitat is almost paved with blood.

Since then, in addition to the original sky city, human settlements from F to R have appeared on the main star. Pluto people do not mix with humans. In order to maintain the order of the main star, an electronic fence was set up in the sky city in the first hundred years, and humans were not allowed to set foot even half a step.

However, even so, the good times did not last long.

After about a hundred years, only 38% of humans' Ent compliance rate remained. Another hundred years later, it became 26%, and now only 10% remains.

Although fewer and fewer humans are being taken away to make medicine, the living conditions of humans are becoming more and more harsh. The people of the Pluto System would not have too much sympathy for the low-class residents whose use value was dwindling day by day.

A heartbreaking cry from a woman came from the small courtyard in Area F, but none of the neighbors looked around. The old man in the yard next door looked at the second-floor window on the other side of the wall with a sad expression, but sighed helplessly.

Zhi Zhi woke up amidst a burst of women's sobs and sat up holding her head that looked like it was about to split. Just as he was about to look around, he was greeted by the sound of a dolphin sounding like the woman had seen a ghost.

"Zhizhi! My poor child, I knew you would never abandon your mother!" The woman trembled and covered her mouth that was screaming just now. Suddenly he rushed over and half-lyed beside the bed, holding Zhi Zhi in his arms forcefully.

Zhi Zhi's head, which was already in pain, became even more dizzy, and even the screen went black. Naturally, the woman who called herself mother could no longer hear her frantic cry for help.

Zhizhi, a foodie in the 985rd century. Graduated from the Art Department of 10 University as a postdoctoral fellow. He has mastered the latest D spatial information technology but does not start a company or take on projects. If his mentor hadn't assigned him a project every year. He can walk his golden retriever every day, collect rent, and live happily as a foodie.

Every once in a while, his mentor would come to Zhi's door angrily and try to find out what was going on in Zhi's mind. He hopes that one day God will open his eyes and allow him, a traitor, to change his ways. Properly engaging in technical research at the 10D micro level will allow him to retreat to the rear and point his fingers at the country with peace of mind.

It was impossible to open his eyes, maybe because Zhi Zhi had really attracted the wrath of heaven and people. No, let’s take a nap until the Pluto galaxy arrives billions of years later...

After the brain was stunned by her mother, Zhi Zhi met Zhi Zhi. Zhi Zhi from the Pluto Galaxy cried and told Zhi Zhi that his father was taken away when he was 18 years old and had an Ent value of 1000. At that time, his newly married mother was waiting for his father to come out at the entrance of the Legion Hospital. She fainted on the spot after learning the test results.

Later it was discovered that his mother had struggled for 17 years without him. But the day after tomorrow is the day when he is going to test Ent. The village chief is afraid that he will run away and the whole village has to sit down and tell people to guard the door early.

Because Ent is highly genetic, he has been targeted for a long time. Liu Nan from the next village told him that as long as he was stupid and his brain was broken, his Ent value would be very low. He really couldn't think of a way, and the test time was getting closer day by day. He had no choice but to fall headfirst from the second floor. I just hope that if I fall silly, I can live with my mother.

But who knew, when the guard carried him back to bed, he said that the person whose ENT test became low was not stupid at all. It's because that person is not his father's biological child. His father's Entity is 580. If he were his biological child, it would not be lower than 200 no matter what. As a result, that person's test was only a little over 130, but that's not...

Being stupid, crazy, or fainting will not affect Ent...

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment... and she didn't know how to comfort this Zhizhi who had failed to become stupid...

On the contrary, Pluto Xingzhi Zhizhi bowed deeply to him and refused to stand up for a long time. Please take good care of his mother if he passes Ent. He also handed over his Zhi Nao account and StarNet password to him... and also told him to have a light board under the bed containing his diary memos, which he could read if necessary.

After Qiu heard Zhi's reluctant answer, he disappeared...

When I woke up again, I looked through the gauze curtain at the three guardian satellites lined up in the night sky. The sound of two guards playing cards could be heard intermittently downstairs.

Zhizhi got up and walked around the house, grabbing half a bowl of rice from the refrigerator. He groped his way back to bed, covered himself with a quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

They come, the security. Is not it?