Star Plane Merchant

In the past few days, Ye Mo has not gone out, but stayed on the trading plane.Ba Xia sometimes goes to the trading plane to accompany Ye Mo, but most of the time he goes outside the city and puts away the high-level crystal cores that look good in color, and prepares to give them to Ye Mo when he has no crystal cores.

Time flies, and it is already the eighth day in a blink of an eye.

Now not only ordinary people in the city, but even supernatural beings are a little bit overwhelmed.Seeing this situation, the base manager's hair was almost turning white, and there was not much ammunition left in the past few days.

The most hateful thing is that every time a zombie is killed, its crystal nucleus will be robbed by other zombies.After going back and forth in this way, many zombies were killed on the surface, but there was no doubt that many higher-level zombies were 'cultivated'.

But this situation cannot be ignored.If you can fight, it is almost useless except to consume the abilities and ammunition of the supernatural being. If you don't fight, it will not take long for the zombies to break through the city.

So now base m is in a dilemma.

To make matters worse, there is gradually not much food. There are about 50 ordinary people in the city, and more than 8 people with supernatural powers.In the past eight days, food and water have been consumed almost.Coupled with the hot weather now, even the water-type supernatural powers feel a little powerless.

Thus, the chaos in the city began.

Today is the night of the eighth day, and there are less than 40 people left alive in Base M, and nearly [-] people died in just eight days.Right now, many people are panicking, and their eyes are becoming more and more empty.

Ye Mo got off the trading plane and rubbed his head tiredly.

When he walked from the small bedroom of the tent to the front hall of the tent, he happened to see Baxia cooking porridge with a serious expression.Ye Mo's eyes were slightly bent, and he walked to Baxia's side and said, "Your Excellency, Tired, makes porridge for me every day, I'm really sorry."

Ba Xia glanced at him, and said with a cold snort, "It's good that you know."

Listening to the lines that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, Ye Mo smiled slightly, and the smell of porridge came over his face.It may be that Baxia did something in the tent, now the whole tent does not have the sweltering feeling of summer, but a refreshing coolness.

Ba Xia frowned while looking at the porridge, while holding a book in his hand and looking at it in thought, his expression was really ignorant and cute.Although he knew that this word was not appropriate for him, Ye Mo would pop out this word as soon as he saw what popped up in his mind.

Serious men look best.

I don't know who said it, but it's true.Even if that man is cooking porridge seriously.

"I'll stay outside the tent for a while, and I'll come in later." Baxia has a quirk, he doesn't like others to disturb him when he is cooking porridge.And this 'others' also included Ye Mo.

"Oh." Baxia cooks porridge and forgets ink.

Ye Mo shook his head, then pushed open the curtain of the tent and walked out.

As soon as I went out, a wave of summer-specific heat hit my face.Ye Mo shook his head, then sat in front of his tent.

However, Ye Mo keenly discovered that there were very few ordinary people outside the tent today, and even if there were some, they were standing in front of their own tent, staring blankly at the city wall.

In this silent night, the cries of the zombies made people feel even more desperate.

It's already the eighth day...

Are they going to die here?

Many people are thinking desperately.

Ye Mo sighed a little, and now his mood, which was fine just now, has subsided a little.If possible, he hopes that these people can survive. After all, this is not 50 people, 500 people, but 50 people.

But he couldn't do anything now, not at all.He had seen one of them in the trading rules before, that is, plane merchants should not care about anything that is not their own plane world.Thinking about it, the same is true. After all, this is the plane of Longling. Since there are planes and people here, it is naturally out of my control.

Should he go to Long Ling for help?

While Ye Mo was thinking, the little boy who was staying in front of another tent suddenly saw Ye Mo, and then ran over immediately, obediently opened his eyes and said, "Brother, you are out."

"Yes." Ye Mo smiled and stroked his hair.

The little boy blinked with undisguised joy in his eyes. He hadn't seen his brother these days and was very worried.Now as soon as he saw Ye Mo coming out, the big stone that was placed in his heart immediately fell down.

Ye Mo looked at the happy little boy with a red face, shook his head and said softly, "Did you go out to play just now?" He didn't see him when he came out, so he asked.He wasn't blaming, it just seemed that the people in M ​​base were almost on the verge of madness, and some even started eating human flesh in order to survive.

And many of them are children.That's why Ye Mo asked shallowly.

The little boy shook his head and tried his best to explain: "No, Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi didn't go to play... Xiao Qi was reading at a grandfather's house, so he didn't run around."

Ye Mo chuckled: "I'm not blaming you, I just try not to run around recently."

The little boy held his little hand nervously, and looked up at Ye Mo gently, with hesitation in his eyes.But at this moment, a rustling sound came from one side, Ye Mo looked over there, a small figure froze immediately, and then ran to hide behind the tent.

Ye Mo: "..."

The little boy turned pale with fright. He knew who it was, and his eyes became flustered.He was afraid that his brother would be angry, but his brother was very kind to him and gave him food.He didn't want to be thrown away like the other kids.

So he stammered and explained: "Brother... Well, that's Grandpa's... Grandpa's little granddaughter, my good friend... I played with her for a while these two days...but only for a while !No more fun!"

"Really?" Ye Mo looked there, and the little figure suddenly shrank even more.

Ye Mo pursed his lips and said, "Since I'm your friend, bring it here for me to see." It just so happens that he is a little idle right now.

"Really?" The little boy's eyes lit up.

"kindness."

"Thank you brother." The little boy said happily in a childlike voice, and quickly ran to the back of the tent, and brought out the little girl who was hiding there and refused to come out.

"Brother, it's her. She is the granddaughter of the grandpa next door, and my good friend..." The little boy said nervously.

The little girl was obviously a little afraid of Ye Mo, trembling behind her playmate, her eyes revealed panic.Her little face was dirty, and her clothes looked like they hadn't been changed for a long time.

"Hello." Ye Mo whispered to the little girl.

"You, you, hello... big brother." The little girl timidly poked her face out behind Xiao Qi, and said nervously.

"Little sister, what's your name?" Ye Mo said softly.

"I, my name is Xiaoying."

"Hehe, the name sounds nice. Hey, this is for you to eat, go play after eating." Ye Mo finished exploring the world of children's friendship, so he started to dismiss it.He still thinks about how to get out of here.

The little girl looked at the pancake in Ye Mo's hands for a moment, and then showed longing eyes.But the expression was very hesitant, not knowing whether to take it or not.She looked at Brother Xiaoqi hesitantly, and after seeing the little brother nodded, she took it slightly, and then sweetly said: "Thank you brother!" After finishing speaking, she took the round cake that was slightly the size of an adult's palm He went back to the next tent.

Xiao Qi glanced at Ye Mo, and ran over after getting Ye Mo's permission.

Ye Mo looked at their backs and sighed, as expected, the relationship started from the doll.

Without the interruption of the two children, Ye Mo took out another small mech part, and then began to assemble it in his hand, to see how it can be used better.

After seeing that the thing in Ye Mo's hands was not food, the people in other tents turned their eyes away in frustration, and started to stare at other people.

About half an hour, when Ye Mo was still fiddling with the parts, the little girl came over again, but she was not alone, there was an old man beside her.The old man looked at Ye Mo for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you for the things just now, young man. These books are just a gift in return. I don't have anything else to sell now, and I hope the young man will not dislike you." The old man smiled and coughed a few times sickly while talking.

Ye Mo knew him, and he exchanged one or two comic books for the little boy during the first night of his stay.

He didn't expect him to be the grandfather the little boy was talking about, so he stood up and said respectfully: "No need, I just gave it to my granddaughter because I thought it was cute, so don't worry about it, old man."

This old man seemed to be a professor at a university before the end of the world. When Ye Mo entered his tent, he saw a lot of books, and most of them were well preserved.You can tell he loves books.

"No, it's a piece of cake for you, but it's a quick gift for us. These books are not worth even a single crystal nucleus in this world, so I might as well give them to you. I can see that you like books very much. Just be content." Rather than being trampled on at random after your own death, it's better to give it to the boy who has a good impression in front of you.

"This..." Ye Mo hesitated, and when he was about to decline, he noticed that some of those books were about future machines.Immediately he took the books, took out one of them and opened it.

"Does the young man also like these things about future machines?" The old man laughed.

"My name is Ye Mo. Grandpa can just call me by my name. Well... I am very interested in this kind of futurology. I didn't expect you to like to watch it, grandpa. This can be regarded as a kindred spirit."

"Haha." The old man laughed, and his affection for Ye Mo increased, and he said, "Before the end of the world, I was a professor who specialized in future machines, so of course I liked it." I am very happy to have found a confidant of a child.

"Oh?" Ye Mo was surprised, and then rejoiced: "In this case, may I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course, let's talk."

"If there is a step in the machine that needs to convert energy, besides the inevitable control of the system, is there any other way to separate it, that is, to open it independently."

"This statement is a bit risky, but it's okay." The old man thought about it carefully, and then began to explain to Ye Mo.Ye Mo listened attentively, like a student obediently listening to the class.

Seeing Ye Mo like this, the old man spoke even more vigorously, wanting to say everything he knew.

The two discussed along the way, and after about midnight, the two children were a little sleepy and began to doze off.But the old and the young still have more to say.Especially Ye Mo, he felt that he had benefited a lot today.After being told by the old man, his mind cleared up for a while, and some questions that had been stuck there suddenly came to light.

Just when he was about to continue to ask, he felt that some shadow was covering his head, and when he looked up, he found that it was Baxia whose face was already too dark.