There Is No Afterlife

Chapter 13 Set sail

The spaceship closed the door the instant Mugen jumped in.

Hugging the uncles in his arms tightly, Mugen jumped to the console in three steps at a time. At the same time, robot a also carried Mugen's bedding from the side and placed it on the console.

Then Mu Gen carefully placed the five big heads on the soft bedding.

The spaceship took off steadily.

The performance of the spaceship assembled by several robots was very good. Mugen didn't notice it at all when it took off. It was Sigma who reminded him.

"Mulgen! Mugen!" The luminous screen rotated to remind him of wavy red stripes, and Sigma jumped onto the console, and his mechanical fingers gently tugged at the corner of Mugen's clothes, reminding him to look out the window.

The moment his gaze fell out of the window, Mu Gen's eyes widened!

The overwhelming yellow occupies the entire window, and as the spaceship continues to rise, a circular arc of darkness finally appears above the yellow, and Mugen realizes that the yellow he just saw is the hometown he left.

Yes, for Mu Gen, who was born and raised here, this planet is his hometown.

It is completely different from the blue of the earth that I have seen in the atlas. Seen from space, this planet is a barren yellow.It is also the color that Mugen will see every day when he opens his eyes. The yellow dust mist as thin as a gauze is slowly flowing on the surface of the planet. Terrible dust.

On the ground, they are terrifying monsters with a speed of up to 50m/s!

The reason why Mugen works hard to plant Mugen grass every day is also thanks to this kind of weather.This kind of strong sandstorm can turn day into night in 1 minute. Wherever it passes, no animals or plants can survive. Only by constantly replanting and planting Mugen grass can we ensure that we have enough Mugen grass eat.

Huge hurricanes, violent sandstorms... These are extremely terrifying things for Mu Gen. The power of human beings is negligible. In the face of natural forces, he can only fight and fail repeatedly. The tyranny of nature makes him Mugen felt extremely small.

But now, when Mugen looked down from space, the planet was so docile.

She looks so quiet.

Yes, that was the only adjective that came to Mugen's mind.

The spaceship continued to move away into space. During the whole process, Mugen was concentrating on the smaller and smaller yellow planet under his nose. When the spaceship reached a certain height, he suddenly called out in surprise: "Dad, Sigma, Uncle , look! Green! It's green!"

It was not obvious when the distance was too close before, but now the spaceship where Mugen is located is very far away from the planet they left. From this distance, Mugen was surprised to find a little bit of rare green in the red-yellow!

For Mu Gen, who grew up on this desolate star, green is simply the rarest color in the world.Apart from Mugengrass, there are no other plants on this planet, and as the only plant on this planet, the color of Mugengrass is a yellow-cyan color that looks not much better than mud.

"That's Mugen." Lying on the console and staring at the starry sky outside the window, Alpha said calmly: "It's the Mugen grass you've planted over the years."

"One piece of Mugen grass looks yellow, and 100 square meters of Mugen grass still looks yellow-blue. However, when more Mugen grass gathers together, you can see them from a farther place. It looks green."

Alpha stopped talking after the first paragraph, and after him, Etta carefully added another paragraph.Etta's voice was still as mechanical as ever, without any ups and downs in her tone, it sounded dry.

However, following his explanation, the dots of green in front of Mugen's eyes seemed to be gradually enlarged, and the green was boundless into his eyes. He saw the connected pieces of Mugengrass on the ground, those tiny plants growing close to the ground , Facing the harsh sandstorm weather, they are not discouraged, they are deeply rooted in the sand under their feet, they are working hard to grow towards the sky, facing the sky, they fearlessly open their weak yellow buds——

Those sprouts are so small that Mugen, who lives on them every day, ignores them. Until this time, Mugen is standing in space, so high up, those strong sandstorms that once made Mugen prudent and fearful are all gone. It turned into an understatement like a mist. At the same time, those Mugen grasses that Mugen couldn't see normally caught Mugen's eyes with more intense colors.

At this time, Mu Gen suddenly remembered two sentences that he had read in some book.

"When you stand high enough and far enough, you will find that the troubles that have tortured you deeply and made you feel so painful are not worth mentioning."

"Small and great, never judge the export lightly."

He thought that now he finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

The young man whose body was not yet fully grown stretched out his hand towards the window in a daze.

His palm is thin and powerful, not very big, but with such a hand, it seems that he can grasp the planet outside the window with one hand.

The young man held his palm in the air, and finally landed on the smooth and cold window. With his hands on the window, Mu Gen suddenly turned his head, facing the robot who was looking at the universe like him, he showed a childish look. smile.

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