heavy fog

The sleeping cabin is very narrow for two people.

As soon as Wen Luan stretched out his hand, he was surprised to find that he didn't go through it...

"What kind of sleeping cabin is this?" Wen Luan asked vigilantly. Could it be that he was setting a trap to lock him up?Thinking of this, he stared at Cyrus several times, worried that the succubus had not disappeared completely.

Once the void form changes, its characteristics are very obvious.

For example...Because of being vigilant, it's like an animal is blowing its hair, but Wen Luan doesn't know it yet.

Cyrus withdrew his gaze, pretended he didn't see anything, and lay on the side with his head sideways: "When you finish eating, won't you see it?"

Wen Luan tore apart the dream of the "grocery store" with complicated emotions like this, and the white mist that dissipated from the crack entered the tapir's stomach. Taking advantage of this gap, Wen Luan also saw clearly the truth hidden by the dream: this is not a sleeping cabin , properly is Vasago's rescue capsule.

"Don't move." Cyrus went to pull Wen Luan casually.

The penetrating feeling was so subtle that it shocked Wen Luan again.

——It should be that the food he had just eaten had not yet been digested, and he was still very close to the power of the succubus, which made him want to lie down at that moment.Wen Luan randomly made excuses for his thoughts.

"Enough?" He asked if he was still hungry.

"He doesn't have nightmares." Wen Luan replied sullenly.

The best noodles are steamed buns. No other tricks are so boring. It’s enough to fill the stomach, and it’s hard for him to behave happily.

"Be patient for a while longer." Cyrus' tone was flat, not comforting.

He understands Wen Luan's temper very well, it's fine to coax his lover, but this matter cannot be made too obvious.

No matter how bad and unpredictable the situation is, it only needs to be said lightly, and it will appear that everything has not reached the point of being unsolvable, and Wen Luan will not think too much about it.

"Aren't you worried about the surprise attack of the Shenghui Empire?" Wen Luan remembered this.

"Pfft...cough." Someone couldn't hold back.

"why are you laughing?"

Cyrus closed his eyes, his expression was quite serious, and he couldn't see that he was smiling just now: "You forgot, we were 5 years ago."

"so?"

"No matter how long we stay here, after Vasago enters the high-dimensional dimension and follow the timeline, we will be able to precisely locate the day when I leave the dark blue star." Cyrus whispered, "That's why I asked Vasago to try my best." Break out of the devil star field here."

The time here is free to squander!

Wen Luan fell silent.

He lay down dejectedly, not wanting to talk to Cyrus.

Someone patted him with the back of his hand, and Wen Luan said angrily, "Don't talk to me, go outside and study the trophies you just got! You saw that they didn't even roll their eyes."

Wen Luan faintly heard a laugh again, but when he floated up, he found that Cyrus was normal.

Before Wen Luan got angry, Cyrus explained: "That is not a trophy, but an opportunity to guide fate."

"You still believe in this, fate?" Wen Luan was surprised.

"Fate is just a vague concept referring to a pronoun."

Cyrus turned slightly sideways, facing Wen Luan, stroking the edge of the tapir's nihilistic body once and for all, neither going too far to make Wen Luan feel uncomfortable with instinctive alertness, nor too far away.

"There is a certain law, but people can't determine and touch the wonderful law. It's probably fate."

Wen Luan squinted her eyes, as expected of a scientific researcher, look at what she said - it's as if she didn't say anything! !

"Don't go around in circles, explain it clearly!" Wen Luan threatened, and said more than ten minutes ago that he would not hide it from him in the future. Judging from this posture, it is estimated that if he does not ask, Cyrus will not speak. Even if he answered, it would be irrelevant. academic term.

"You don't see the origin of those wreckage?"

"It's not like Raymond Gayton's mecha, and it's not like the Holy Glory Empire's." Wen Luan blurted out without thinking.

This is very obvious. The mechas of the Holy Glory Empire are almost like angel statues. They don't have to be beautiful in appearance, but they must also look majestic and sacred.The Dark Blue Kingdom is more like a zoo, because the mechs have autonomous intelligent programs, so they won't look like brothers and sisters coming out of a factory assembly line when they are manufactured—they all look the same.

Cyrus added a sentence to Wen Luan's conclusion: "It will not be a product of the future era, or the parallel space we live in. It must be something from other strange galaxies or other worlds."

"How do you tell?"

"Spatial cracks, remember that some of them were stuck outside the cracks?"

Wen Luan nodded, and suddenly realized that he had no "head" to nod at this time, and immediately condensed the original body in the form of nothingness in the dream with black lines.

The crack opened by the tapir was shrouded in white mist, and it didn't take long for it to return to the narrow bedroom.

Leaning against the shelf outside the door is a cylindrical cleaning robot, silver in color, very similar to the form Syer transformed into in the dungeon back then.On the candy jar on the shelf stood a three-inch figure holding a scepter, proudly holding his head up.

Of course they don't move...

It's not difficult to make them move, but it's this kind of feeling that makes Wen Luan really feel like returning to the grocery store in the deep blue star dungeon.

When he talked to Cyrus, he was very relaxed, as if he didn't care about the experience of hiding in the grocery store at all. In fact, Wen Luan really moved his mind at that time to open a community like this in this strange era. A store like a supermarket, it's not bad to live a leisurely life.It is already a very good choice for a person who wears dark blue stars inexplicably.

At least it was safer than being a pirate and being a spy.

Wen Luan also closed his eyes, kicked Cyrus lazily, and unceremoniously occupied a larger space in the sleeping cabin—the advantage of dreams is that as long as they want to, they can really touch them.

Imagine that the mysterious behind-the-scenes leader of the galaxy pirate organization and the Prime Minister of the Deep Blue Kingdom had a secret conversation in the sleeping cabin of the dilapidated room in the dungeon... This secret conversation is really atmospheric and the style is too magical.

"Well, when you dismantled the trophies, you said that there was a large-scale war in the Devil Starfield. Another world invaded?" Wen Luan sneered. If that's the case, it would be unreliable for them to form an alliance with the Holy Glory Empire as soon as possible to fight against fate!

"Nonsense again, what is another world invading? Life forms in different worlds can't survive at all."

"Can't you send mechas to occupy the territory, send mechas to colonize?" Wen Luan didn't like to carry things around so much, but when he met Cyrus, he was always somewhat abnormal.

Cyrus immediately shut up.

The colonization has come out, and it is estimated that if we go on, it will be...

"The Raymond Gayton mecha is quite qualified. I heard that the mechas in front of Vasago were picked up in the high-dimensional dimension!" The more Wen Luan thought about it, the more reasonable the logic was, "For example, you know a certain alien. There may be rare minerals in the world, isn't it normal to send a mecha to grab Raymond Gayton and come back after grabbing it?"

"No, I will not."

"Huh?" Wen Luan was talking happily when he was suddenly interrupted, his expression full of disbelief.

Cyrus leaned forward a little, the distance was too close, almost without any intimate movements, his forehead touched, and his arm was raised to rest on Wen Luan's shoulder.The voice is low: "Every decision I make, I will consider the consequences in advance."

Sending mechas to another world to grab resources is too fantastical.

Because of the unforeseen, Cyrus takes no chances.He looks like he's got it all in his hands simply because he never does more than he can handle.

"I'm not alone. I need to think about the research institute, the ruling party, and the Deep Blue Kingdom." Cyrus lowered his voice, his warm lips brushed Wen Luan's forehead unintentionally, and his voice was full of temptation Deep in the pinnae, "And you, I will not let you encounter danger, nor will I let you face unsolvable troubles..."

Wen Luan subconsciously leaned back, hitting his head on the sleeping cabin, embarrassed and annoyed.

What is an unsolvable trouble, underestimate him!

but--

Wen Luan soon felt guilty. For example, he really couldn't do anything about losing data or doing an analysis.

"Okay, let's talk about cracks. Half of those mech remains are trapped in the cracks in space. How did you know that they weren't invasions, but fell in by accident when a war broke out?" Wen Luan had to take the initiative to bring the topic back. Try to convince yourself that this is not a confession.

"Didn't you find out where the parts of the wreckage are stuck, and what parts are missing for the wreckage that isn't stuck?" Cyrus let his hair be held down by Wen Luan, and even put the hair that fell down under the side of his face.

After being reminded like this, Wen Luan suddenly came to his senses.

"The head of the mecha?"

Judging from the wreckage, the structure of these mechas is more in line with the space combat weapons Wen Luan envisioned. They don't have any majestic shapes, and they don't expect them to look like statues. They don't even have basic human shapes. The joints can be turned freely in 360 degrees. , also has a head, but it is relatively huge. Judging from the remaining breastplate, it should be able to stand up to protect the head.

"These mechas from other worlds, the control pod is on the head..."

So I accidentally fell into this world, and managed to stabilize after the impact. Anyone who fell in the whole body, needless to say, the manipulator had no way out, and those whose upper half of the body was stuck in the space crack were still struggling to escape.

It's a pity that many people did not succeed, and died under the erosion of high-dimensional particle waves, and even the mecha was corroded until only the main frame remained.

"The particularity of the vent star field of the Beluga Galaxy may be caused by these drifters from other worlds."

Cyrus wondered what kind of war it was. The space was torn apart, batches of mechas were engulfed by the explosive airflow, the engines lost control, and they were forced to smash into the fragments of the world where the Beluga Galaxy was located.

Probably the high-tech attack of the different world is not an energy cannon or an antimatter cannon, but a weapon developed by mastering the laws of time and space to destroy the enemy.

Although fascinated, Cyrus quickly snuffed out the idea.

——Impractical thinking and insufficient basic research will lead the military development of the Deep Blue Kingdom into the ditch.

"If you find a complete mecha wreckage, wouldn't you still be able to see humans from another world?" This wasn't Wen Luan's whim. There have always been rumors of alien research in Area 51 of M country, which made Wen Luan always feel that Alien corpses are also well worth studying.

"..."

For Wen Luan's common sense, Cyrus really wanted to help him.

Thousands of years ago, I witnessed the pollution of water sources in another world. After contacting the native species of the earth, various viruses mutated, and finally dark creatures appeared. How dare I dare to think about the corpses of life forms in other worlds?

Even if found, it must be destroyed immediately!

There has never been a secret in this world that will never be passed on, and there is no laboratory that is absolutely safe and isolated from leaks. God knows what terrible things will happen!Scientists have always been the most rational group of people. Cyrus can even say on behalf of Mitchell that the craziest guy in the Deep Blue Star Research Institute has a higher chance of having nightmares than humans in small towns like Meteorite Town in Country M. The scientists in the zombie siege are a hundred times more reliable.

Any profession in this world has principles.

The principles of politicians are interests and dignity, and the principles of scientists are human and national progress.