Wen Xiaoyun went back to the signal tower and used some parts and devices picked up from the garbage heap to piece together and repair it. It took a night to finally replace the damaged device of the original signal tower.
At this time, the sky was already bright, but the junk planet was always shrouded in gray fog.
"Zizzi"
The signal tower restarted, like a worn-out blower, as if it could go offline at any moment.
A drop of nosebleed came out of his nose, and his skin, due to prolonged exposure to radiation, began to peel, and the back would slowly fester.
Wen Xiaoyun wiped his nosebleed expressionlessly, continued to debug the signal tower, and input the signal frequency of his battleship.
His brain has been completely damaged in the battle, so he can only use the signal device to input the frequency.
The sound of zizizi electric current was very harsh, Wen Xiaoyun waited patiently, his handsome face was always flat and calm.
Finally, ten minutes later, he got a response.
A familiar voice came from the signal receiver in the special device, and the voice was exhausted: "Your signal source has been intercepted, and a search and rescue team will analyze the location of your signal source. Next time, it is recommended to contact the nearest frigate, our warship... "
Wen Xiaoyun interrupted him: "Adjutant Cheng."
There was a sudden silence over there, and then the exhaustion just now was swept away, and the voice was excited: "Boss!"
Adjutant Cheng Jinxue couldn't be more excited: "Boss, is it really you? Where are you now? Your signal frequency is too weak! Wait, I will strengthen the signal channel immediately!"
The signal channel was strengthened, and the weak signal finally stabilized.
Wen Xiaoyun didn't talk nonsense. After saying his location, he reported the coordinates of the β-324 abandoned planet: "The Star Harbor has recorded the location of β-324, and the previous route can be found from the Star Harbor."
"Quick!! Determine the location of β-324 immediately and build a new route!" Cheng Jinxue quickly assigned the task.
When he came back again, Cheng Jinxue's voice was choked up: "Boss, I can't believe it, it's really you, how are you now? Are you injured? Are you seriously injured? We never gave up after your accident. For your search, the military has been suppressing news, but you also know that this will not be suppressed for too long... "
In this battle with the Zerg, because of the appearance of the Zerg Queen, not only the capital star, but almost the entire empire is paying close attention to this battle. The news of the death of the imperial general Wen Xiaoyun and the Zerg Queen cannot be concealed at all. .
All the people of the empire prayed to Wen Xiaoyun on the star network, including everyone in the third legion to which the admiral belonged. They wanted to see people die and see corpses. They didn't find Wen Xiaoyun's mecha wreckage, so they consoled themselves and went up. Will he still be alive.
However, it has been eight days, and the hope is getting slimmer and slimmer. There are even people from other countries who are maliciously rhythmic. People on Xingwang have launched activities to mourn Wen Xiaoyun. In the same way, they made Cheng Jinxue half-dead with anger.
Wen Xiaoyun was as calm as usual, as if the person mourned on the Internet was not himself, and asked lightly, "Where's my mother?"
Cheng Jinxue said: "Madam is very sad. There was news from the guard that Madam told us to find you and bring it back."
Even if the wreckage is found, it must be brought back.
Wen Xiaoyun 'um': "Is the route out?"
Cheng Jinxue just took the road map in his hand, and the time when his admiral asked this sentence was no different.
Cheng Jinxue paused, and realized that the boss had been listening to his nonsense, maybe he was waiting for the flight map...
rather than miss them.
Cheng Jinxue hurriedly said: "Just got it, boss, I found that the transition point closest to β-324 has been closed. We have to reach the vicinity of the transition station first, and restart the transition point before we can reach β-324."
Wen Xiaoyun asked, "How many days?"
Cheng Jinxue said: "It will take four days at the earliest."
Wen Xiaoyun said, "Well."
Four days is not a long time. The universe is too big, and several galaxies are far apart. Even if some planets have a transition point, it will take half a month.
Four days is already too short.
In order to locate Wen Xiaoyun more accurately, Cheng Jinxue did not cut off the contact.
When Wen Xiaoyun returned to the rescue capsule, he didn't see Zhuang Zhou, but the statue on the wall was still there.
Wen Xiaoyun glanced at the statue and had to say that the statue was so similar to Zhuang Zhou that no one seemed to suspect that it was not the father and son. I'm afraid some people would believe it was Zhuang Zhou himself.
Wen Xiaoyun and his father, God of War Wen Tian, also look very similar. When his father died in battle, his mother sometimes looked at his face and couldn't control his emotions, so that at that time, he hardly dared to appear in front of mother.
Zhuang Zhou sleeps in the statue.
After finding that Wen Xiaoyun was back, he woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Wen Xiaoyun staring at his idol.
Zhuang Zhou was faintly excited.
Is he going to worship me
bye me! I can make you rich!
Just when Zhuang Zhou was looking forward to it, Wen Xiaoyun did a ritual that interstellar people used to mourn their ancestors, and then lay down on the bed that didn't look like a bed and started to write.
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Why is it so hard to be a believer!
He looked down at the small ball hanging around his neck.
This ball is as small as a glass marble, but the space inside is infinite.
This is the Faith Collector.
The God of Wealth during the internship period, if you can fill this Faith Collector with Faith, you can become a regular.
But now, there is no dust in his collector!
Wen Xiaoyun suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at the statue.
Is he delusional
He vaguely felt that there was a gaze watching him.
Wen Xiaoyun stared at the statue for a while, but found no problems, slowly retracted the target, and continued to record.
The ninth day of the forced landing on β-324 abandoned planet.
The repair of the signal tower has been completed, contact Cheng Jinxue, the lieutenant of the third army commander.
There are 3 bottles of nutrients remaining in the escape cabin.
The body is affected by radiation and has obvious symptoms.
Exclude the possibility that 'Zhuangzhou' is the aborigines of β-324 abandoned planet.
β-324 Abandoned planet has other aboriginal possibility: very low.
Note: 'Zhuangzhou' is not affected by any radiation.
origin:
strength:
Personality: Simple.
Risk: Very low.
The word 'Zhuang Zhou' was replaced by Wen Xiaoyun with Interstellar language according to the pronunciation of the boy.
After recording, Wen Xiaoyun was about to put away the record book when he suddenly thought of something.
If this kid leaves β-324 in the future, it will cause a lot of trouble if people know that his physique is not affected by radiation.
After hesitating for a moment, he reopened the record book and painted out the sentence 'Zhuang Zhou is not affected by any radiation', covering it tightly.
After recording, Wen Xiaoyun, who hadn't slept all night, lay down and rested. Affected by the high radiation, he had to get enough sleep to make his body collapse slower.
Wen Xiaoyun quickly fell asleep.
Indistinctly, a clean and good-looking young man suddenly stood in front of him without knowing when.
Wen Xiaoyun made up his mind. As the only SSS-level mental power in the history of the empire, Wen Xiaoyun understood within a few seconds.
He seemed to be dreaming again.
But this dream is very strange. Under normal circumstances, only when you wake up from a dream, people will realize that they were dreaming when they just fell asleep.
But now he was still in the dream, and found that he was dreaming.
Somewhere, he still had a feeling that with his mental power level, he could even control this dream.
Wen Xiaoyun stood there and didn't move, staring at the boy intently, wanting to see what the other party was going to do.
Zhuang Zhou called him, "Wen Xiaoyun."
The voice was aggrieved.
He used the pronunciation taught by Wen Xiaoyun.
There is only this name, and he is the most eloquent.
Wen Xiaoyun looked at him silently.
Zhuang Zhou stammered: "You, you sit."
Wen Xiaoyun was too tall, he had to raise his head to look at him.
Wen Xiaoyun sat down silently.
Zhuang Zhou was still not used to using the interstellar language, and unconsciously used Mandarin again, and said aggrievedly: "Why don't you worship me?"
Wen Xiaoyun said, "Speak the Interstellar language."
Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to hear his words, and continued embarrassingly: "I have already drank the drink you invited me to drink... Thank you, but you don't want to buy this drink in the future, it's not good... "
"Tomorrow when you wake up, you will forget about my burning amulet and my tribute..."
"You... um, you are a good person. The great priest often said that everyone has their own aspirations, and some people's aspirations are not here. If you just want to pick up garbage, then, then I will bless you to become the head of this garbage dump... "
"There is so much garbage here, if you become the field manager, you can also make a fortune."
"Okay, you can continue to sleep." After speaking, Zhuang Zhou patted his shoulder, and his soft palms made Wen Xiaoyun feel no strength at all.
Wen Xiaoyun suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist that seemed to be broken if squeezed hard.
Zhuang Zhou was startled and wanted to withdraw his hand: "What, what's wrong?"
Wen Xiaoyun let go of his hand again, frowning slightly, the touch was so real that it didn't seem like a dream.
After Zhuang Zhou was released, he looked at him strangely, but said nothing, said goodbye, and quit Wen Xiaoyun's dream.
He came to entrust Wen Xiaoyun with his dreams, just to make Wen Xiaoyun forget what he had done before, and by the way, give him a spiritual suggestion to ask him to pay his respects quickly.
You can also invite his statue of the God of Wealth to go home and offer it up!
Anyway, after waking up from the dream, Wen Xiaoyun will forget the content of his dream, and even the spiritual suggestion he gave will take effect, and he will also forget what should be forgotten, let alone that he appeared in the dream!
However, Zhuang Zhou didn't know that Wen Xiaoyun was not an ordinary person. With his super-high mental power, he was not affected by such mental hints at all.
His dream was doomed to fail like the first dream.
As soon as he exited, Wen Xiaoyun woke up directly from the dream.
Wen Xiaoyun looked around, he was still in the rescue capsule, and there was no Zhuang Zhou around, it was another dream.
Wen Xiaoyun pursed his lips, looked at the time, he slept for four hours.
He got up and got out of the rescue capsule and went back to the signal tower.
In order to locate Wen Xiaoyun's position in real time, the contact with the Flying Dragon Battleship of the Third Army has been continuous.
As soon as he heard Wen Xiaoyun's return, Cheng Jinxue hurriedly asked, "Boss, how are you resting? I have already sent someone to report your news to Madam. If it wasn't for β-324, the signal would be too weak. I can transfer your signal frequency to the lady, the lady is very worried about your body... "
Wen Xiaoyun said lightly: "It's not a big problem, it was affected by some radiation."
Cheng Jinxue was even more worried when he heard the words, the body affected by radiation is no small matter!
What else did he want to ask, and suddenly heard Xiaoyun ask: "Under what circumstances would you dream of the same person two nights in a row? Just met."
Cheng Jinxue was stunned for a moment, and said subconsciously, "Ah? Boss, did you dream about it? You just met? Isn't that love at first sight?"
After finishing speaking, Cheng Jinxue thought of something and suddenly silenced.
Wen Xiaoyun: "..."
There was silence between the two for ten seconds.
Wen Xiaoyun said expressionlessly: "How is that possible."
Cheng Jinxue quickly echoed: "That's right, it's impossible!"
Admiral's wife, only, yes, machine, armor!
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Zhuang Zhou: I will bless you to become the head of this garbage dump!
Wen Xiaoyun: ... I thank you.