I Live in the Interstellar Wilderness to Survive

Chapter 12

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The sky was bright and sunny during the live broadcast, and the lush green reflected bright light in the sun.

It was already late at night on the other side of the light screen. The lights outside the window were shining brightly as if it were daytime. The entire planet reflected a cold steel color in the lights and starlight.

Clear-cut, neat and orderly.

It's like the existence of the machine species itself, without any bugs.

This is Beta B2, one of the four main stars of the mechanical species, and a concentration area of the most cutting-edge and advanced technological industries in the interstellar space.

When Elros received the live broadcast push from his mother, he had been overloaded and unable to enter shutdown mode on his own for five days - in the words of the carbon-based people, this was his fifth day of insomnia.

As Elros is classified as a machine in a physiological sense, he should not have insomnia problems. However, he is not a complete machine. Half of his source code is a copy of his pure machine mother, and the other half comes from his human father.

Pure mechanical species do not suffer from insomnia, and most diseases can be solved by replacing parts, but this is not the case with the other half of Elros' body that belongs to the human species.

However, these hybrids, which are classified as subspecies, are generally considered to be the dominant species in the interstellar age and the future evolutionary direction of intelligent creatures.

Hmm, isn't the word variety not quite suitable to describe myself

Elros tried to retrieve a suitable word from his memory bank, but the fatigue from insomnia seriously slowed down his operation.

His core module repeatedly calculated the task at hand uncontrollably. The emotion defined as stress made it difficult for him to stop such meaningless calculations, and instead made hibernation a guilt-ridden waste of time.

Elros runs an interstellar entertainment company, which he inherited from his human father.

The company named Fengcheng Entertainment by his father has many celebrity actors and has produced many high-scoring self-made star web dramas. It is a rising star in the circle. When Elvis took over the management, he added a layer of invisible pressure of the halo of his father to him.

Pure machines don't have any problems like pressure, but at the same time they can't obtain the high level of sensory cognition similar to that of humans like Elvis.

The home LAN running inside Elvis's brain was gently triggered, and his mother asked him if he was still suffering from insomnia and sent him a star network link.

The cyborg Elros could only connect to the ultra-small home LAN with his mother who had the same source code, and he needed an external optical computer to access the star network. However, his mother did not need any equipment to access the star network. If she wanted, she could even share data with the same mechanical species in the entire galaxy.

Thinking about it this way, Elros felt that his father was even more terrifying because he had the courage to fall in love with his mother and created him, the "fruit of love".

No, it should be said that the human race that can make its will transcend its instincts is terrifying.

He was the child of destiny who had climbed from being the weakest person in the galaxy to the top of the food chain.

Elros sent the star network link given by his mother to the optical computer and opened it. Although he couldn't understand why his mother, who was on vacation, became interested in live broadcasts, he still clicked to watch the latest live broadcast of the anchor named "Yuying".

Maybe it’s because my father is also a human, and he loves me and my family

After all, this anchor's appearance is quite consistent with the public's common aesthetic of the human species.

In other words, he was a standard human beauty that no one could deny was good-looking.

Elros made an irresponsible assumption and turned on the smell sharing function according to the message his mother sent (one could tell from the tone that she was paraphrasing his father's words).

The olfactory sharing is only set to 50%, making it difficult to detect the hint of grassy aroma. Compared with the steel smell of the entire Beta B2, this aroma is too soft and docile, yet too lively to be understood. It moves freely without any logical rules, appearing and disappearing as if there is something wrong with the olfactory module.

Sometimes it sprouts here, sometimes it blooms there, entwining the cold and hard steel and stretching out its branches and vines, with a silent and unrestrained savagery that permeates every drifting thought.

drop--

After five days of overload operation, Elros's central core was declared to have successfully entered hibernation.

He fell into an uncontrollable pattern of image association, which the carbon-based people call dreaming.

In the dream, there is quiet wind, tranquil water, and green spreading and growing. Every sound is subtle and clear.

The scent is blue-green.

The tall trees that cover the sky, the creeping mosses, and the rich green and emerald colors that seep from the sky into the water.

It drowns everything and encompasses everything.

It was as if he had returned to the beginning of his life, to the blue-green screen where his father and mother had written his core code.

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Those audiences who complained that Yingying didn't understand the audience's hearts and thought that smell sharing was useless were all attracted by the light and ethereal scent that seemed to cleanse their souls.

What the hell is this heavenly fragrance! It's so comfortable that I want to roll around!

The smell is as natural as air, but it is a hundred times better than air.

If there is a fragrance like this, I will definitely buy it!

I feel so soft and lazy. I haven't been so relaxed for a long time...

I'm sharing this with my bald friends who suffer from stress-induced hair loss. One puff of it is more effective than the mental relaxant prescribed by the doctor.

I also shared this with a friend who suffers from insomnia. I think he can have a good sleep today ww.

With this fragrance, I couldn't help but covet the fruit in Yingying's hand [drooling].

However, Qi Guangmo didn't get the points to open another sensory sharing. While thanking the new wave of gift recipients, he picked some fruits and vegetables from the experimental field and took them away.

He didn't find any watermelons, but he licked everything he saw to try its flavor. He dug out a head of lettuce from the weeds, picked up a few green peppers, and collected three or five cucumbers, as well as a small bunch of grapes that were still so sour that they would make your teeth turn red.

On the way back, Qi Guang checked the traps he had left behind.

There were fresh sheep hoof prints around the trap, but the sheep went around the trap as if they knew they should not step on it.

Qi Guang was not frustrated by this.

Hunting with traps is a process of competing with animals in patience. Try to keep no extra traces around the trap, wear down the animal's vigilance little by little, and wait patiently until the prey takes the bait.

Besides, his traps were crudely made.

But as long as he keeps waiting and improving the trap, he will be able to catch the sheep one day.

A hundred and eight ways of eating mutton had already flashed through Qi Guang's mind, but his face remained expressionless. He hid the trap to cover up all traces of his footprints, and washed his muddy hands by the river.

He also has to repair the pottery kiln and make new pottery embryos today, and make further preparations for building a house and moving to the experimental field.

The survival goal that Qi Guang set for himself after the time travel has been basically achieved. He now has vegetables, meat, and salt supplements. He has successfully started a fire, has sufficient water, and has even made pottery. He can stay in the cave shelter to avoid the wind and rain until the end of summer.

The progress of the live broadcast was much more optimistic than he expected. Not only did he not have to worry about repaying the debt this month, but if he worked hard, he might be able to save up points in advance for next month.

It has been almost a week since he traveled through time and space, and the progress of various tasks has been gratifying. Qi Guang seemed to be assisted by God, and he even started to wonder if he was possessed by some magical aura of the protagonist.

Forget it, even if he really had the aura of a protagonist, he wouldn’t play Wilderness Survival in the Interstellar era.

Pulling his thoughts back to their original state, Qi Guangdian counted the work he had accomplished in the past few days, especially focusing on the attention the live broadcast had received so far.

The number of fans has exceeded fifteen thousand, and there are usually eight hundred to one thousand people watching the live broadcast. If the top two rewarders do not brush starships, they can maintain an income of one hundred to two hundred star coins per day.

Indeed, several new anchors of the same period as Qi Guang already have hundreds of thousands to several million fans. In comparison, Qi Guang's more than a thousand fans are appalling. However, we also have to take into account the standardization and specialization of the live broadcast industry in the interstellar era. The vast majority of new anchors have companies and teams promoting them, and the entry threshold is much higher than in Qi Guang's era.

Qi Guang is a "three-no" anchor who has no contracts, no recommendations, and nothing. He only relies on the few seconds that flash on the new live broadcast list every day and the tap water. He has more than a thousand fans and stable reward income in a week. Even some rich people have spent starships on him. He can be considered a rough stone with excellent qualifications. If he holds on for a few more days, he may be found by the anchor company to sign a contract and be on the fast track of development in minutes.

Although the fact is that Qi Guang doesn't even have channels to understand the situation of the live broadcast platform, all he faces every day is a live broadcast screen, so of course he can't think about signing contracts for promotion or buying advertising space.

He is like a little bumpkin who has never seen the world. He just works diligently to pick up firewood and collect vines and strive for survival. He is happy just to have more than a thousand fans.

Qi Guang made new pottery pieces that were soaked by water, and at the same time dug holes and used mud to repair the pottery kiln.

When he heard some noise behind him, he turned around and saw the cat coming out from somewhere.

On a rainy day, the cat had some mud on its body and looked dirty. It jumped lightly onto the stones high on the river bank.

The stone was almost as high as Guang's shoulders, and the top was flat and open enough for the cat to spread out. When the sun was shining, the whole stone would be dry and warm.

Qi Guang would use this stone as a sunbathing platform.

The cat occupied Qi Guang's sun terrace, licked its paws, wiped its face, and then licked its furry belly, openly sucking the two-legged animal.

People and cats live in peace.

Qi Guang was careful to keep a distance from the cat and was busy with the work in his hands.

Because of the rain, the water level rose and two of the stored grains in the mud pit slipped away. There seemed to be a few less shrimps at the bottom of the pit as well. Rounded off, it was enough for him to have two days' worth of food.

Moreover, there has been no catch in the past two days in the places where fishing traps are usually placed. Perhaps the fish nearby have learned that there is no free lunch in the world.

The trap needs to be moved to another place.

Qi Guang walked to a location further upstream and set down new fishing traps, and reinforced the mud pit used to store stored grain.

The cat licked its fur while watching the two-legged beast busying itself. The smell of the two-legged beast gave it a natural sense of closeness. Even if the two-legged beast sometimes walked too close without noticing, the cat would not be alert, as if its instinct was telling it not to be nervous.

The two-legged beasts were still busy doing things that the cat could not understand today. They were playing with vines, mud and twigs like cubs. They were neither hunting nor foraging for food, which made the cat a little anxious.

Without it to feed them, how can the two-legged animals survive

The cat looked at the bipeds busying themselves, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the big fat fish swimming in the river, their scales shining and slippery. Although it was not yet the best season to eat them and they had to go into the water to catch them...

The cat was struggling over whether or not to overcome his aversion to water and catch some to feed the two-legged beast.

That was a big fish that Qi Guang couldn't catch with his fishing trap. It was as long as his arm, with scales in beautiful red and white or red, white and black. It was just a rough, enlarged version of the koi in the school's fish pond.

I don’t know whether it tastes good or not, but judging from its size, I know it’s very filling.

Qi Guang had long planned to collect some vines and ropes to make a fishing net, and then start fishing on these fat koi - the vegetables and fruits in the vast experimental fields greatly enriched his diet. He would bring back a full basket each time, and Qi Guang calculated that if he saved enough food, it would last for several days.

However, when Qi Guang opened the backpack and took out the vegetables to make something delicious to reward himself, the cat, who was lazily licking its fur, moved its nose as if it smelled something strange, weird and incredible. It instantly stood up its ears and looked in the direction of Qi Guang with its bright eyes.

To be precise, he was looking at the vegetables and fruits he took out.

--Tender lettuce, small cucumbers, red tomatoes, purple sour grapes, covered with soil and grass leaves from the experimental field, are natural, organic and pollution-free.

The cat sniffed the air vigorously and flapped its tail on the stone slabs. The smell of fruits and vegetables from another territory and another disgusting odor lingered in its nose.

!!!!

The cat stared with wide eyes at Qi Guang who started to kill the fish. The smell of fish and blood could not cover up the show of power from another territory.

——The cat is furious.

"Meow--"

The cat made a low sound that was both cat-like and a bit reminiscent of the bleating of a sheep. Its tail changed from flapping to swishing vigorously left and right, and its topaz eyes locked onto Qi Guang.

Before Qi Guang realized that the cat's fur was standing on end and became alert, the huge fur ball had already pounced on Qi Guang!

Qi Guang caught a glimpse of a dark shadow rushing towards him. Before he could react, he already smelled the hot and heavy breath of a wild beast. A thick and powerful claw pressed down on his shoulder, and a great force pushed him to the ground, causing him to stagger.

Aaaahhh!!!!!

The audience didn’t know whether they were scared or something else, the barrage of comments was like a groundhog’s nest.

The beast pupils in the topaz-colored eyes shrank into a thin line, and the cold wildness was mixed with the smell of blood that hit him in the face.

The cat leaned close to Qi Guang's neck, bared its sharp teeth and made a threatening "ho ho" sound.

It turned out to be the stinking smell from the group of dogs in the neighboring territory!

you say!

Did you eat my food? And you had a dog outside without telling me!