Earth is fragile, handle with care

Farrell nodded in agreement: "So the politeness of the people on Earth can't solve the problem at all. I'd better use the Dadadilla people to solve the problem."

As he said that, he took a few steps back and pulled out the weapon in the scabbard.It looks somewhat similar to the guns on Earth, but the power...

A red ray shot out from the gun barrel, and a big hole was instantly melted into the alloy door in front of it.Farrell turned back and said to Yi Chu in an innocent tone: "This tells us to at least be generous with the gate of our own house, and don't use cheap products that have been eliminated."

Yi Chu looked through the holes in the alloy gates, and several alloy gates in front had been pierced.He thought, maybe he can give Farrell a little more trust, at least in terms of destructive power, he is really a benchmark.

The two walked in the empty corridor, the white walls gave people a gloomy and trance feeling, the sound of their footsteps mixed together, there was a strange sense of intimacy.Passing through the last alloy door, there is a vast hall in front of it. Transparent nutrition tanks are densely arranged in the entire huge room, and various creatures are loaded in it: humans, animals, aliens...

The surrounding walls and ceiling are all white, and the strong sense of oppression makes Yi Chu feel a little dazed. He even feels that this room with constant temperature gives people a sense of cold fear, as if it is a morgue, and it is full of dead bodies of various creatures.

He forced himself to cheer up and identify the nutrition tanks one by one, hoping to find his cousin Chu Feng inside, but the more anxious he became, the more flustered he became, he was afraid that Chu Feng was already dead.

"Here." Farrell took his hand and led him through a nutrition tank, and found Chu Feng in the corner.

He was soaked in the nutrient solution, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Alive, don't worry." Farrell reassured him.

Yi Chu lay prone on the nutrition tank, and the solid transparent medium separated them.

"Save him." Yi Chu looked at Farrell expectantly, his face turning pale.

Farrell tapped the transparent medium, his slender eyebrows raised slightly: "Aerogel. I told you not to use obsolete products casually..." He pulled out the gun again.

Yi Chu was so frightened that he immediately grabbed his hand: "I want to live! Don't have a hole!"

Farrell glanced at him, pointed the gun at the ceiling, the red ray pierced the ceiling, and drew a huge circle there, and the whole piece of metal fell down, including various precision instruments and a bird with a head strange creatures.

Farrell pointed the gun at him, his eyes were gloomy and indifferent: "After I entered the aircraft, the intellectual brain took over your central system, which is behind a hundred standard cosmic years. I thought I could have some influence on your IQ." I was looking forward to it, but unfortunately you let me down, very disappointed."

The bird star climbed up from the ground in a panic, its slender legs supported its fat body, and it was talking to Farrell, looking scared and flustered.Farrell looked at him lazily, and finally gave a cold oh.

"What is it talking about?" Yi Chu asked in a low voice.Seeing this strange-looking creature in broad daylight, he still felt like he was dreaming.

"It said it was from the Andra star, and was willing to let the little rabbits go unconditionally and give the necessary compensation, but I think it's too troublesome."

"Why, why?"

Yi Chu quickly understood why, because Farrell picked up the slender neck of the bird star and hit the air gel with its beak.

With a bang, a small hole was broken in the medium of the air gel, and there were cracks around it, and with another bang, the entire medium was shattered, and the nutrient solution inside rushed out, Yi Chu panicked Zhang Di hugged Chu Feng's body, tested his heartbeat and breathing, everything was normal, he was finally relieved a little.

"I said it's very convenient. To deal with this kind of stubborn guy, you have to make the best use of it." Farrell threw the bird star aside and rubbed his hands on his pants, as if he had touched something unclean.

"It must have a concussion." Yi Chu looked at the bird star who fell to the ground in a daze.

"Woodpeckers don't suffer from concussions. Its brain structure is similar to that of woodpeckers." Farrell glanced at the bird star and said indifferently, and added at the end, "At most, some internal organs have been injured."

"It's enough to help you deal with the police on Earth. I really don't want to help you deal with the interstellar police." A somewhat familiar voice came from the entrance not far away, with a helpless tone.

Instead, there were a few acquaintances, the chattering alien employee Fu Xiang, and Dong Anyu who stuffed the crematorium's business card and asked Yi Chuduo to take care of the business, and a few unknown office staff.

Fu Xiang smiled and ran to Yi Chu's side, looked at Chu Feng in his arms and said, "You can hand him over to us, we will be responsible for checking his body, and then send him to the hospital, so that you don't have to explain to him. Trouble. We're proficient in our business, and most importantly, we're free."

Yi Chu thanked him gratefully, and handed Chu Feng to the people in the office.

Dong Anyu looked around at the densely packed nutrition tanks, and couldn't help frowning: "Can you open all these nutrition tanks? I think this alien friend can't bear the heavy task of pecking open dozens of nutrition tanks with his own mouth."

Farrell responded nonchalantly, and the intelligent brain controlled the central computer on the aircraft and opened all the nutrition tanks.

"You really did it on purpose." Dong Anyu pushed his glasses and glanced at the unlucky bird star.

Farrell smiled maliciously: "You should have known about the bad nature of the Dadadillas."

Dong Anyu looked thoughtfully at Yi Chu who was looking around: "A gun with a safety catch will not go off so easily."

"But not everyone can use it, let's not take it as an example." Farrell gave Dong Anyu a warning look, then turned and left.

"Can I go home?" Yi Chu asked after catching up with Farrell.

"Honey, I don't think we should miss the opportunity to search for loot, although I'm not so confident in the quality of the collections of this Andra star with backward technology."

"Then you still..."

"Boot hunting is like sex, the fun is not in the result of ejaculation, but in the process of full pleasure, so the gender or even race of the object is not so important."

Yi Chu was choked by this metaphor, and it took him a long time to find the words to retort: ​​"So as long as there is pleasure, can a slug do it?"

Farrell stopped without warning, almost touching Yi Chu's face.The scorching breath sprayed on Yi Chu's eyes, and Yi Chu saw himself in Farrell's dark brown pupils, uneasy, timid, apprehensive, and cramped.

That is a weak alien, just like billions of people on earth.

Farrell's eyebrows were raised slightly, revealing a rigorous and serious meaning, even in his voice.

"For me, only you can. Don't deny yourself easily, because it's the eyes that question me. If you believe me, then remember to be with my taste." Farrell's tightly pursed lips showed a hint of a smile Radian, "There's nothing to worry about. Love is something inexplicable. I'm only more inexplicable than it."

Yi Chu's mood improved inexplicably, and he followed Farrell step by step, watching his confident and calm back.He never knew it felt so good to be cherished.

Maybe...it's time for a serious relationship.

and a bad alien.

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[I originally wanted to put it in the last KUSO episode, but everyone is so looking forward to Zhinaojun, so let’s post it earlier]

Mr. Zhinao, who provided the lines throughout the whole process: [So... Your Royal Highness, how much do you think my off-field assistance can give?Do you have good reviews? Do you like it? 】

Farrell: I will upgrade your hardware when you return to your home planet.

Zhinao: [I have one last question... Will we return to our home planet? 】

Farrell: ...This question requires careful study.

Zhinao: [There are no friends anymore, and there is no love guidance (ω｀.)]