Number9 of the Knockout

The light of the star is blocked by the planet itself.

When Sister Emma came, the postures of the two of them didn't change at all, but she, who grew up watching Sachs, knew that the orange-haired young man lying on the bed was not asleep at all. Woolen cloth!And No. [-] sat on the head of the bed like a statue, and it seemed that he had never left.

These two... really.

Sister Emma smiled and patted No. [-]'s strong shoulder: "I left food for you in the church, you go and finish eating and come back. I'll change the medicine for this bad boy."

"Yes, sir." After accepting the order, No. [-] left his seat, turned and strode out of the cabin.

Sister Emma slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, not puncturing the bad boy who pretended to be asleep.

It was the boss who seemed to be sleeping all the time who spoke first: "Old woman, don't let him come near me again, okay?"

Although he didn't turn his face away, the pleading he hadn't heard for a long time made him appear unbelievably vulnerable. Only at this time, Emma would remember that the young man who commanded the entire 29th district had just arrived on the home planet years of adulthood.

"What's the matter, kid?"

Sachs was silent, and after a while, he said in a muffled voice, "He touched my head."

Hearing his childish answer, Sister Emma smiled even more tenderly, and reached out to caress the stubborn orange-red hair like their owner. Her bad child always refused to admit that she was actually a child, and decided that she was a responsible person. The most annoying thing for an adult is to treat him like a child to appease him.

"He just wanted to comfort you. You know that too, don't you?"

"..." Sachs didn't want to admit it, but he didn't want to lie in front of Sister Emma, ​​so he remained silent.

Of course, Sister Emma knew this big boy who was tough on the outside but actually awkward on the inside.

"Like..."

Sachs suddenly said something that made people puzzled. Emma didn't ask or urge, but just listened quietly. No matter what the child wanted to say, she would listen to every word in her heart.

Sachs spoke very slowly, as if he needed to remember, search, and piece together, but he still couldn't express everything he wanted to express clearly: "It's really like... when his hand touched my head... before Who always touches my head like this...that hand is big and strong..."

Sister Emma was stunned for a moment, and then she understood, there was undisguised pity and love in her aged and cloudy eyes: "You were so young when I found you in the rescue cabin, I thought you wouldn't stay. Memories of family... He reminds you of your father, doesn't he? You always refuse to remember, but being loved is an unforgettable memory, keep it, it will be your greatest wealth."

"Who thinks that stupid uncle is his father? Are you confused, old lady?" Saxon immediately frowned as if he had been stepped on his tail.

"Anyway, you should thank him very much! He has been sitting here to take care of you, and he tried hard to comfort you, whether he did it right or wrong, but it was painstaking." Squeezing Sachs' cheek, no matter what The bad boy grinned, "At least get along well with him! Although he doesn't seem to be out of place, I think he is still confused by the denial of the facts he has always believed in."

"Old woman, what are you nagging about? Can't it be simpler?" Sachs frowned. Older people like to chew on words, so people can't understand them at all.

Sister Emma was not angry either, she opened the first aid kit and took out the bandages: "Okay, I won't tell you this! Look at you bad boy, look at your wounds, you must be disobedient again, right?"

Sachs didn't dare to tell the nun that he was rejected because he wanted to smoke and had a conflict with No. [-], so he agreed honestly: "Got it, I will try my best to get along with that uncle."

It takes quite a while for the human body to heal itself, but because the injury is not critical, after a few days after receiving Sister Emma's nod, Sachs finally no longer needs to be watched by No. Didn't want to stay on the bed.However, because he has not fully recovered, he is still unable to participate in the resource collection operation. Sachs handed over the task of leading the team to the big man named Angus who helped him back last time.Anyway, the task for the past few days is just to do a final search for some remaining resources, and the degree of danger is not too high.

Everyone was working. Sachs originally planned to walk around, but before he knew it, he walked out of the residential area and came to the plantation.

There is no one else in the planting field. At this time, two stars occupy the highest position of the zenith at the same time. The ground temperature is quite high. Wearing thick protective clothing and a strong mask, it is like grilling meat sealed Similarly, smart people hid back to rest a long time ago, but No. [-] was still squatting on the ground, with a pile of seedling pots beside him.

The weak green is held in the palms of the pair of hands that have always held the rigid gun barrel. Although the man wearing goggles cannot see his light-colored eyes, every movement is so cautious and solemn, probably if the little Small beings have feelings and will also feel being cared for.

It seems that the uncle has become a skilled worker...

Sachs couldn't help but took a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and wanted to light it, but thought that the friction sound of the gears during ignition might disturb the uncle who was working hard, so he just bit the cigarette like this and didn't light it. He continued to stand there without saying a word.

But looking at it, I felt something was wrong. How could that guy plant the seedlings so neatly? !Compared with the crooked seedlings planted by other people not far away, it is straight like a queue of soldiers, and the distance between the two plants is no more than 0.1 inch. Isn't it a bit scary to plant in a position?And the movements of those hands, digging the soil, digging the pit, planting the roots, and burying the soil, are very steady every time, as if what is buried is not a seedling but a bomb!

No one saw the corner of the mouth of the boss of District 29, who was biting a cigarette, curling into a smile.

He leaned back against a slanted steel frame that erected the shelter. Even in the daytime due to the thin atmosphere, he could see the starlight from outer space. Had he ever been there?

The white interior cabin, simple and practical tables and chairs, all kinds of strange instruments, and... the dark and vast outer space outside the isolated window.Sachs remembered that he always squatted in front of the window, looking at the swirl-shaped nebula for a long time, and then a big hand would reach out from behind and stroke his hair. He no longer remembered what that person looked like, nor did he remember that The human voice, he only remembered the hand, which was very big, and when he touched his head, he had an indescribable feeling.

Is that shadow the father?

he does not know.He was found in a rescue capsule. Why would a young child be hurriedly stuffed into the rescue capsule and sent into an uninhabited space without leaving any navigation clues of the spaceship to which the rescue capsule belonged?No one knows, and no one can check.

Sister Emma's words suddenly appeared in his mind, treating uncle as his father?Is it because the uncle is taller and stronger than me like the father shadow I remembered?Because his hand is as strong as the hand that loves to touch my head? ……Depend on!What the hell is this kidding? !

Suddenly there is darkness in front of the eyes, have the stars turned to the back area?The time should not be up yet!

As soon as he raised his head, something brushed his lips, and the cigarette he was dangling was sucked away.

"Smoking is not allowed."

The voice buried under the mask was low and unconvincingly firm.

Sachs was dazed for a moment, the tall and burly figure that blocked the sun, his face could not be seen clearly, and it overlapped with the shadow in the memory deep in his mind for an instant.The next moment he jumped up as if stung by a scorpion: "You, your work is done?"

No. [-] nodded: "Yes." There were only some empty pots left behind him, and ten neat rows of vegetable seedlings were enough to explain everything.

Under the gaze of the other party, the embarrassing boss of District 29 couldn't remember the purpose of coming here for a while: "Old woman... yes, the old woman told me to get along with you, I mean, I came to... I just wanted to ask how you are doing?"

No. [-] answered truthfully: "Yes, sir. The recent tasks are leveling the land, planting seedlings, watering and fertilizing, all of which have been completed. Now we are waiting for the next task instructions."

The corners of Sachs's mouth twitched, but compared to the old woman's sentences that contained various profound meanings like reciting the Bible, the uncle's words were absolutely concise, without wasting his brain cells.

"Ahem, it seems that you have been doing well recently." Sachs used to touch the cigarette, but soon realized that it was impossible. Before he healed, he would definitely not be able to touch the cigarette under the eyes of No. [-], so he switched hands He wiped his trouser pocket casually, "The old woman asked me to ask you, do you have any ideas?"

"No, sir."

'You are soldiers, and all a soldier needs to do is to carry out orders, and there is no need to have any thoughts in his mind other than the mission. The words that the instructors in the training camp would repeat almost every day appeared in No. [-]'s mind.

Sachs wondered if he didn't express himself clearly, so he changed his wording: "Well, I mean, is there anything you want to do?"

"No, sir."

Sachs suddenly realized something, and his heart softened for a moment. This uncle who seems to only know how to follow orders to complete tasks may have never really tried to do what he wanted to do instead of orders from the chief.

The boss of District 29 suddenly had a flash of inspiration, he pulled up No. [-]: "Come with me, I'll show you something!"

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Sachs took No. 29 and did not return to the residential area, but walked in another direction, and soon left Area [-], and came to another area where the road was almost completely blocked by abandoned garbage. Sachs flipped flexibly. Passing through those obstacles, the useful resources here have been cleaned up a long time ago. It seems that there has been no cargo ship dumped near this place for a long time, and because it is often necessary to climb along the way, no one comes here at all.

They go around under the towering garbage mountains, and occasionally climb over the high steel frame, and they will also carry heavy metal garbage on the top of their heads that seems to fall down at any time. If they are not as young and strong as Sachs, Or maybe without the long-term training of No. [-], this trip is really difficult.

After climbing over the steel frame of an abandoned bridge, Sachs slid down a relatively smooth slope and stopped in front of a large air cushion transport bus.The power system of this bus was obviously destroyed by bombs. The exterior of the bus was blackened, but because of its solid structure, it was not deformed at all. It is a pity that more than half of its body was crushed under thousands of tons of garbage, which completely fixed it. I can't pull it out at all.

The red-haired young man opened the car door and jumped on it. The car window is a one-way mirror, which was probably specially designed by a colonial planet with high radiation. The inside can see the outside but the outside cannot see the inside.Sachs turned on the auxiliary solar light source, and the seats in the car have been removed long ago, leaving only some messy tools and parts, and a big gadget that is quietly dormant.

The shell is as black as the vast universe, and the white lines are like lightning. The moment the light source of the ancient vehicle is turned on, the metal shell reflects a layer of gorgeous streamer.

"How? This is my baby."

While speaking, Sachs took off his protective clothing and mask. Wearing only a black vest and trousers, he patted the front of the car in a show-off mood.

"This is a motorcycle. It's a means of transportation on the home planet. It can't fly into the sky, but even if you run on the ground with wheels, it can reach a top speed of 300 kilometers per hour." Sachs raised his long legs and straddled it demonstratively, because The seat of the sporty motorcycle is relatively rearward. In order to hold the car in front of him, he has to lay his whole body on the frame. When he turned on the brake switch, the exhaust pipe of the machine made a whirring sound.Of course, the parent star of the hyperspace technology that has been able to cross the universe no longer uses gasoline that has been exhausted for a long time. This kind of motorcycle uses solar energy, and here, with two stars shining, there is no need to worry about lack of energy. .

It can be said that this is the secret base of the boss of District 29. Almost no one knows this place. It is not easy to get the motorcycle here from the church, but if you don’t hide it, the curious little guys in the church will take it It tore down.

"Do you have any ideas?" Sachs looked at No. [-], and he couldn't believe that the uncle was not interested in this.

He knew this obsolete means of transportation called "motorcycle" from the coloring pages of a magazine that had almost completely faded. It was a single-seater racing on the track, black as if turning into a bolt of lightning, It can't even catch its shadow in the extreme speed gliding across the track.When he saw that old piece of scrap metal that no one wanted to look at, he was fascinated by it for a moment.Even though it hasn't been soaring on the ground yet, in the roaring roar of the engine, the wind that can be imagined by him is swept up by him, and when his legs clamp the body, he controls everything with his own strength, even the wind and sand can't catch up he.

No. [-] stared at the young man sitting straddling the frame, looking straight at his sky blue eyes full of youthful arrogance, and the big black iron block that was also arrogant, as if they were born together.

"Do you want to ride it too?" Sachs had a provocative smile on one side of his mouth, "I mean, you want to."

No. [-] really felt a strange touch in his body, and then the feeling that was only a little bit gradually became clear. Is this the idea?This is... want?

"Sir, I..." This may be the first time in his life to express his wishes, and it is inevitable that he was jerky when he picked up the laser rifle when he just turned ten years old, "I think."

"That's good! I'll teach you how to drive this big guy, but I want to explain something first, I can drive it for you, but this big beauty belongs to me!" Finally someone is interested in his preferences, Sachs I feel heartily excited. Human beings who use levitation technology are already used to flying in the air, including Jamie and the others. They have no interest in ancient vehicles that can only drive on the ground. "If you really want to If you want, I can find you another frame like this, but you have to find other parts yourself. Of course, I will tell you everything I know, or you can look through the books at home.”

"What is a book?"

"..." Sachs was defeated by his words, and he slumped on the back of the car, powerlessly looking at the ignorant uncle out of the corner of his eye. In fact, it is normal for No. [-] to not know. Human technology knowledge has entered the four-dimensional dynamic space. Technology, two-dimensional planar storage media have become very backward, and unstable paper media storage has been completely abandoned.

Sachs really dug out a motorcycle frame for No. [-] from nowhere, but the structure of this one seems to be different from his one, the front fork protrudes from the double rod with shock-absorbing effect to clamp the huge front Wheels, and the handle that bends backward allows the driver to sit on the seat with his waist upright. Although the structure is different, the power principle is similar.

No. [-] is obviously a good student, as long as it is said by Sachs, he will carefully write it down and use it correctly.After finishing work on the [-]th, Sachs will take him to the place where he collected useful parts to search for the missing parts of the new car. If he is lucky, he may even find a whole piece of complete parts, but such opportunities are not many. After all, this old machine seems to be even older than the Sachs one, and it is almost impossible to find a completely suitable part, so we can only use some similar substitutes, and even have to polish it by ourselves.

So people in District 29 began to get acquainted with this new man, nicknamed "Uncle Nai".They often see their eldest with the uncle often, and often disappear for a long time.

And Sister Emma would smile and look at the young man with orange-red hair who was stuffing potatoes into his mouth while talking to the uncle sitting across from him. Although Number [-] was still silent, his eyes were no longer straight just to eat up the potatoes Staring intently at the plate in front of him, he occasionally even stopped chewing, nodding in response.

Even the little freckles can't help being jealous of grandma, he seems to stick to the boss like that uncle, but every time I post it, I don't understand what they are talking about, what hydraulic disc brakes, spring oil pressure Shock absorption is simply more difficult than distinguishing whether the green seedlings on the ground are potatoes or carrots!

As for the old Gabe who is in charge of the plantation, he doesn't like eating anything these days. He used to think that No. [-] was a newcomer who was quiet and easy to bully, so he almost left all his work to No. [-], but Now seeing that Sachs has such a good relationship with No. [-], he starts to worry that he will be accused.He didn't want to make Sachs angry. He was getting old and lazy. No other district would want someone like him. If he was expelled, he would definitely not be able to survive on this garbage planet.

However, whether it was probing or curious eyes, it had no effect on Sachs and No. [-]. They only focused on getting the motorcycle moving again.

For the first time, No. [-] had a wonderful feeling, no longer just obeying orders to complete the set tasks, that was what he wanted to do, every time he touched his motorcycle——Sachs was like this Speaking of which, No. [-] would feel a slight heat all over his body, not only wanting to touch it, but also wanting to touch the entire mechanical skeleton, even, it is only his exclusive possession.

It was a very strange feeling, but he didn't want to resist it.

Whenever this time, he would think of Sister Emma's words. Is this what Sister Emma said about listening to the heart?

He was beginning to understand a little bit.

It was the same on this day, when they twisted the start switch, the huge steel guy trembled all over, let out a few coughing trills, and then spewed out a coherent roar, even number nine couldn't help but shuddered. make a fist.

"That's it! Haha! It's great!!" Sachs is like all young people of his age, the joy that fills the whole body needs to be vented rather than suppressed, "Sure enough, two people are fast, maybe we will soon You can own a fleet of motorcycles! Haha..." The excited young man completely forgot that he almost searched through a dozen of the oldest garbage areas to find such a motorcycle that was still in good condition mechanical skeleton.

When they were about to leave, they realized that the two fiery stars in the sky had long since disappeared.

"No way?" Although the cosmic starry sky above his head is very beautiful, Sachs knows that they can't go back to the residential area now. The road leading to the secret base is actually quite dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may be overturned. Buried under the ground, it can be avoided during the day with high visibility, but at night, the risk is definitely doubled. "Let's stay here tonight and go back tomorrow morning. Anyway, at this time, our dinner may have become a snack for those little guys."

Nine, of course, has no objection to this.

Sachs dug out a few synthetic nutritional supplements the size of his index finger from a small bag in the corner, threw two to No. [-], broke open one and sucked it in his mouth, and swallowed it as fast as he could. I hate this artificial smell. The processing plant on this planet is just a small workshop that makes up everything. The synthetic nutrients that are made even smell like motor oil.

"Too unpalatable..."

Sachs complained, unexpectedly, No. [-], who had also eaten two nutritional supplements beside him, also said: "Yes. It's unpalatable."

"Hey! Uncle, you have learned to be a picky eater!" Sachs bit the half-sucked nutrient tube between his teeth, and his eyes widened. "So, what kind of food do you like, Uncle?"

It was this kind of question that couldn't be answered with "Yes, sir" or "No, sir," and Nine was puzzled and didn't respond immediately.

To be honest, even if you look within half a foot, you won't see any changes in No. [-]'s expression, but after getting along for a long time, Sachs finds that he can see No. [-]'s bewilderment in his eyes. There is really no way , who told this uncle to be covered by him?

"For example, potatoes and carrots, which one do you want to eat the most?"

"Carrots." In fact, there are more potatoes than carrots, and he must be full, but his heart tells him that he wants carrots more.

"So for example, if you paint your motorcycle, which color do you want to see the most?"

"Red." In fact, red is too conspicuous, and if you drive it out, you will definitely be directly targeted, but his heart tells him that he wants a red motorcycle more.

Sachs snapped his fingers: "Look, you like carrots, you like red, that's 'like'!"

For having just learned a new vocabulary and experiencing a new feeling at the same time, in the ambiguous period on the [-]th, he suddenly heard a question from his military leader: "I said, uncle, do you have anything that you like in particular? What do you want?" For a moment, the young man lying on top of the black motorcycle came to mind, with his strong legs sandwiching the body, his body with undulating waistline, and the provocative smile. Laughing and mischievous emoji faces.

"No, sir."