Five days later.
Zhang Feng, the leader of the elite team who stayed in the junk star mining, brought back all the small tents and wood carvings found.
After staying in the high-radiation junk star for so long, even if they are in protective clothing and mecha every day, but because the junk star has no food, they only eat nutrient solution. When he returned to the capital star, Zhang Feng himself was a little confused. If the feeling of separation.
And this time, if he hadn't had to escort his admiral's little lady back with the woodcarving, Zhang Feng would probably have to stay in Junk Star for a while longer.
Therefore, when he saw Zhouzhou, Zhang Feng was closer than when he saw Wen Xiaoyun, and only had tears in his eyes.
"Madam!" Zhang Feng shouted excitedly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you are even more handsome!"
Zhuang Zhou blinked: "You're even darker."
Not only was it a little dark, but Zhuang Zhou almost didn't recognize that this person was Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng wiped his face with a look of sadness: "Don't say it, when I first came to the boss's side, I met my mother, and my mother asked me who I was."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Zhuang Zhou looked sympathetic.
Even his mother couldn't recognize him, so he was really dark.
Zhang Feng: "My subordinates are all right, Madam, your business is more important!"
Zhuang Zhou was moved, and just as he was about to step forward to help his followers up, he was blocked by Wen Xiaoyun.
Wen Xiaoyun looked at Zhang Feng expressionlessly: "Don't talk nonsense."
His voice was calm, and from an angle that Zhuang Zhou could not see, his eyes were cold, and he would have dared to try to flatter Zhuang Zhou again.
Zhang Feng recovered in a second, stood up straight, took out a space twist, and said in a deep voice, "Boss, Mr. Zhuang, all the wood carvings are in the space twist, including the tents, which have been put away, in order to prevent damage. , Before putting it away, we also checked the data and it is in good condition.”
He turned the space in.
Wen Xiaoyun didn't answer, but first turned to look at Zhuang Zhou.
Zhuang Zhou had forgotten about this last time. As soon as Zhang Feng said it, he immediately remembered: "Are you talking about those little wood carvings I carved?"
He didn't know how he could forget it, but when he said it now, he immediately remembered it again, and it really happened.
"Yes." Zhang Feng replied.
Zhuang Zhou took the initiative to take the space twist, intending to take out the wood carving to have a look.
Wen Xiaoyun reminded aloud: "Zhouzhou, will your head hurt?"
Zhuang Zhou shook his head: "Now? No."
Wen Xiaoyun didn't stop him anymore, but he was still worried. He stood next to Zhuang Zhou, all his thoughts on Zhuang Zhou. As long as Zhuang Zhou had a slightly uncomfortable expression, he would stop him from continuing to watch.
To Wen Xiaoyun's surprise, he didn't respond until Zhuang Zhou took out all the small wooden sculptures.
Zhuang Zhou laid out all the small wooden carvings and filled a small table with more than 60.
"I carved them all." Zhuang Zhou looked at the wood carvings and said with certainty.
The small wooden carvings have not been cleaned, and some seem to have been buried by the wind and sand, and they are very embarrassed.
Zhuang Zhou suddenly picked up a small female wooden sculpture and introduced it to Wen Xiaoyun with bright eyes: "Look, Wen Xiaoyun, this is a long time."
Wen Xiaoyun's heart moved, thinking of a god of wealth that Zhouzhou said that day - Shiman.
Wen Xiaoyun wanted to say something, but suddenly there was thunder outside. He looked out the window. The weather was fine all morning, but now it's dark for some reason.
Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to hear the thunder, so he continued to pick up a wooden sculpture: "This is the one who wants to learn to sing and dance, his name is Shunshun, but unfortunately he hasn't learned to sing and dance with the great god, so he left."
The thunder got louder and louder, and the environment inside was darkened.
Wen Xiaoyun's heart also sank little by little.
Are these wood carvings... are they all gods that have been damaged
Zhuang Zhou introduced the past one by one, and when he introduced a god he didn't know, he would pause for a moment and ask doubtfully, "Who is this, why don't I know him."
Wen Xiaoyun lowered his voice: "Zhouzhou."
He became more and more worried.
Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to hear, and was still thinking.
Wen Xiaoyun increased his voice: "Zhou Zhou!"
Only then did Zhuang Zhou come back to his senses: "Ah? What's the matter?"
Wen Xiaoyun wanted to say something, and saw Zhouzhou's personal terminal communication ring.
Zhuang Zhou picked it up, and Cheng Jinxue shouted eagerly from the terminal: "Zhouzhou! Zhouzhou, come and have a look! This, what's going on! Why is the lightning chasing the little junk! What the hell! Come on! It's here! It's here again, and I've chopped up my house!"
Zhuang Zhou was suddenly shocked: "Chasing the little junk?!"
He thought of something, and said quickly: "You bring the little junk to a place where no one is! If it doesn't work, let everyone leave!"
With a flick of his sleeve, he put all the wood carvings into Qiankun's sleeve, and even Wen Xiaoyun ran out without caring about it.
Cheng Jinxue is rich, and his parents live in a prosperous place in the capital city, but Cheng Jinxue does not like to live with his parents, and basically lives in the Third Army.
And during this time, he had to serve the little junk. The little junk liked to watch cartoons, but he didn't like many people, so he took the little junk to his small apartment.
Xiaozhuan usually follows Zhuang Zhou, because Wen Xiaoyun told him that Zhouzhou often had headaches and discomfort in the past few days, so he took Xiaozhuan back to his home.
The star house in the capital is expensive. Cheng Jinxue likes mechas. All the money he made in the past was spent on upgrading mechas. He couldn’t afford an expensive house, so he bought a small apartment in a place far away from the city center and closer to the legion base. .
It is precisely because it is far from the city center, there are no people around at this moment, and most of them have gone to work, so when the thunder struck, few people were injured.
Although no one was injured, the building was smashed down!
Not only that, but Cheng Jinxue also saw a scene that seriously affected his three views.
Those lightning bolts are chasing the little tatters!
"Fuck you! Bro, what the hell did you do? Why did you get struck by lightning!"
The little rascal didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
The bolt of lightning that just came down quickly shattered its entire mechanical body.
Its body is a mechanical body, fuck it, conduct electricity!
It used all its strength to run wildly, but the lightning in the sky seemed to lock it, and it couldn't shake it off.
What exactly is going on!
Because it can't stay by Zhouzhou's side, it has been staying in the Temple of Wealth in recent days, guarding the statue of its master.
It's not bad to guard the statue. I think it was consecrated by the master himself. The god has enough power in it. It's fine to guard the statue every day, and it absorbs the power left by the master while watching cartoons.
Today, after sucking it for a while, it felt bloated all over, and it felt very strange, like it was full of oil.
It felt uncomfortable, so it went back to Jin Scholar first. Just after returning home, these thunders fell!
"Brother Tattered!" Cheng Jinxue could also see that Little Tattered was about to run away, and he was so worried: "Brother Tattered, hold on! I called Zhouzhou, and he will come to save you right away!"
Seeing that Cheng Jinxue was about to run in, Little Junk raised his arm and shot him at the foot: "Don't come here!"
Cheng Jinxue had to stand still, anxious.
The sky was dark, and the dense lightning flashed in the air, as if the sky was about to collapse.
Seeing that the surging lightning was about to fall, Cheng Jinxue wanted to rush over. At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed and hugged the little junk.
Cheng Jinxue fixed his eyes and said, "Zhou Zhou!"
Zhouzhou came too fast, Cheng Jinxue couldn't believe it, as if he hung up the phone for less than a minute, why so fast? !
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It's a little short, but it must be thick and long tomorrow! It's almost over, I write slowly, I don't dare to say my update time.