Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

"why not?"

Carol asked Cade. Although her voice was still soft, compared to her previous attitude, she could detect her sullenness. .

Cade trotted all the way and arrived at Carol's side. He glared at Carol, then remembered that Carol couldn't see him, so he said instead, "No, it's no. You know why."

Carol said nothing. It was obvious that she did not agree with Cade's opinion.

The foreign prisoners present looked at each other, whispered to each other, and discussed uneasily what Cade and Carol were referring to.

Song Fang and Brother Ji also looked at each other.

Seeing that Carol refused to give in, Cade approached her and whispered in her ear, "Let's get this done quickly. Otherwise, do you want Steve to do it by himself?"

Carol bit her lip.

Finally she took a step back. Although she smiled, her voice was trembling slightly. "I'm sorry, young man. Come and help me after you finish mining. Aunt Susan, please give him a set of equipment."

The aunt who handed out the equipment picked through a large amount of equipment, found a set of mining equipment that was as new as possible and smaller, so as to better suit Song Fang's body shape, and gave it to Song Fang.

Song Fang received the equipment and boarded the spaceship that transported the miners to the gas mine.

Brother Ji behind him also took over his equipment and trotted into the spaceship, fearing that the spaceship would be full and drive away.

Carol stood there, leaning on his cane, watching silently as the prisoners received their equipment one by one and boarded the spacecraft. If one boat is not enough, get another boat.

"Don't look, you can't see anyway." Cade said, "Go back. Steve will be worried."

The storm of death roulette never ceases.

So the ten prisons have been rotating around the planet at a very fast speed in the sky, leveling the speed of the movement with the speed of the storm.

A small gust of air traveled a little faster than Prison No. 10 and became a breeze, blowing Carol's skirt and hair.

Cade reached out to straighten her hair, but Carol was one step ahead of him and tucked her hair behind her ears.

The last alien prisoner boarded the spaceship.

"Is it necessary to spare even the children?"

Carol asked Cade after the ship took off.

Cade shook his head. "You know, we don't have enough food."

"So, it is necessary that even the children..." Carol took a deep breath, tightened her trembling lips roughly, and said firmly, "We will definitely die, Cade. Life support in Prison No. 10 The system can only last three more months at most. Is it necessary to kill them all just to let us live for three more months? Then what’s the point of saving them?"

"You have to ask Steve why he would do such a meaningless thing." Cade shrugged, "Of course, I don't want you to tell him, otherwise he will definitely not be able to stand it. Between us So the reason for disguising this matter as a mining accident was to prevent Steve from facing this cruel truth.

"But it's okay. At least dying in the mining process is more comfortable than being used as a living target by those gladiators on the competition platform with various genetic abilities. At least we did something good for these foreign prisoners. .”

Carol tightened her lips and didn't reply.

Feeling the soaring anger beneath Carol's delicate appearance, Aunt Susan looked at her and then at Cade, wondering what to do.

"Also, Carol, we can definitely live for more than three months." Cade said softly, "You believe me. I must find a way to save everyone."

Carol turned and walked away.

"Carol!"

Cade shouted at her back. "I promise, I can do it!"

A breeze carried Carol's answer.

"You can't do it."

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The cabin of the spaceship was stuffy.

Song Fang, like other passengers, took the time to fiddle with the equipment in his hands.

This is a small flight equipment. The top is a deflated balloon. When activated, the user needs to fill it with enough helium to ensure that its buoyancy can bear the user's weight. Adjusting the amount of helium in the balloon allows the user to move up and down in the air.

Underneath the balloon is a pair of small flying wings, which can also provide partial lift, but mainly serve as a rudder. At the same time, a small propeller is attached to the trailing edge of the flying wing, allowing the operator to move quickly horizontally.

Several straps ensure that it and the balloon can be tightly tied to the person. The two pedals hang down to control the inflation and deflation of the balloon and its wings, freeing the user's hands.

The user's hands are mainly responsible for operating the gas collection device. It is a bit like the pesticide barrel used to spray pesticides in the past. It has a small backpack connected to a long hard suction tube for the operator's right hand, and a lever on the opposite side.

When the user finds the mineral gas cloud through the attached sensor, he can use the long hard tube to pierce the mineral gas cloud like a butterfly inserting its mouthparts into a flower, and then operate the lever crazily with his left hand to inhale the mineral gas. In the backpack. The filter device in the backpack can filter out gases with non-target components and compress the gases with target components into a smaller liquid state for efficient storage.

The whole process must be fast, otherwise the mineral gas mass will be quickly diluted by the air and the possibility of capture will be lost.

At the same time, the operator must control the balloon and flying wings to ensure that the mouth of the suction pipe is always buried inside the mineral gas mass, and to ensure that he does not fall.

So it is still difficult to operate. It would take the average person about a month to become completely familiar with this method of using both hands and feet.

But Song Fang and his gang were only pulled out before going to bed yesterday. A group of people watched an old miner fiddle with the operator twice, and that was it. The short person who was squeezed to the back was even more confused throughout the whole process. At this time, he couldn't even tell the right and wrong direction of the equipment on the spacecraft.

Brother Ji muttered while fiddling with the equipment, "I really don't understand, why must we collect mineral gas manually? Just hang a few pipes from the prison and insert them into the mineral gas layer."

Song Fang looked up the information through the glasses Catherine gave him. "In that case, I'm afraid it would require hundreds of kilometers of pipes. Don't forget that there are continuous strong winds on the death penalty wheel. The prison body is hard, and it will not be a big deal if it is blown by the wind. But if it were replaced by a soft pipe, it would definitely be blown like a ribbon. Once several of the prison's own pipes, or even the pipes between the two prisons, become entangled, the entire prison platform may be dragged down.

"Manual operation is different. Although the height of the valuable mineral gas layer on the Death Roulette star is generally lower than the habitable layer, there will also be some mineral gas that forms air masses and is pushed to where we are under complex gas movements. Habitable layer. People can capture these air masses and preserve them before they are diluted or torn to pieces by strong winds.

"Of course, the most important thing is that human life is not valuable."