Wen Xiaoyun returned to the signal tower and used some parts and devices picked up from the garbage dump to piece together and repair it. It took a whole night to finally replace the damaged device of the original signal tower.

At this time, the sky was bright, but the garbage planet was always shrouded in gray mist.

"Zizzi"

The signal tower restarts, like a worn-out blower, which seems to be disconnected at any time.

A drop of nosebleeds came out of his nose, and his skin, after being exposed to radiation for a long time, began to peel, and it would slowly ulcerate in the back.

Wen Xiaoyun wiped off his nosebleed blankly and continued to debug the signal tower, inputting the signal frequency of his battleship.

His brain has been completely damaged in the battle, so he can only use an annunciator to input the frequency.

The sizzling electric sound 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. The voice was tired: "Your signal source has been intercepted. A search and rescue team will analyze the location of your signal source. Next time we recommend contacting the nearby frigate, our battleship... "

Wen Xiaoyun interrupted him: "Adjutant Cheng."

There was a sudden silence, and then the exhaustion was swept away, and the voice was excited: "Boss!"

Adjutant Cheng Jinxue was so 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 talking about his position, he reported the coordinates of the abandoned planet β-324: "Star Harbor has recorded the position of β-324, and the previous route can be found from Star Harbor."

"Quick! Determine the location of β-324 immediately and build a new route!" Cheng Jinxue quickly assigned the task.

When I came back again, Cheng Jinxue's voice tape was choked: "Boss, I can't believe it, it's really you. How are you now? Are you injured? Are you seriously injured? After your accident, we have never given up. For your search, the military has been suppressing news, but you also know that it won’t last 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 are closely watching this battle. The news that the imperial Admiral Wen Xiaoyun and the Zerg Queen have died together cannot be concealed .

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 and corpses alive. They did not find the remains of Wen Xiaoyun’s mecha, so they comforted themselves. He must be alive.

However, it has been eight days and hopes are getting thinner and thinner. There are even people from other countries who are maliciously taking the rhythm. People on the star network launched activities to mourn Wen Xiaoyun, as if they wished that the new generation of war **** Wen Xiaoyun would die quickly. In the same way, Cheng Jinxue was so angry that they were half to death.

Wen Xiaoyun was as calm as usual, as if the person being mourned on the Internet was not himself, and asked indifferently, "Where is my mother?"

Cheng Jinxue said: "The lady is very sad, and there is news from the guard that the lady told us that we must find you and take it back."

Even if you find the wreckage, you must take it back.

Wen Xiaoyun said ‘um’, "Is the route coming out?"

Cheng Jinxue just took the road map in his hand, and the time it took his admiral to ask this sentence was no different.

Cheng Jinxue paused, reflecting that the boss had been listening to his own nonsense, perhaps waiting for the route map...

Instead of missing them very much.

Cheng Jinxue hurriedly said: "Just got it, boss, I found that the jump point closest to β-324 has been closed. We have to get to the jump station first, restart the jump point, and then we can reach β-324."

Wen Xiaoyun asked: "How many days?"

Cheng Jin said: "It will take four days at the earliest."

Wen Xiaoyun said: "Yeah."

Four days is not long enough. The universe is too big, and several galaxies are far apart. Even if there are transition points on some planets, it takes more than half a month.

Four days are already 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 did not see Zhuang Zhou, but the idol on the wall was still there.

Wen Xiaoyun glanced at the statue, and had to say that this statue is too similar to Zhuang Zhou. It seems that no one would suspect that this is not a father and son. I am afraid that someone believes Zhuang Zhou himself.

Wen Xiaoyun and his father, the God of War, Wentian also look very similar. When his father was just killed in the battle, his mother sometimes looked at his face and couldn’t control his emotions, so that at that time, he hardly dared to show up. In front of the mother.

Zhuang Zhou was sleeping in the idol.

After discovering that Wen Xiaoyun had returned, he woke up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Wen Xiaoyun staring at his idol.

Zhuang Zhou was vaguely excited.

Is he going to worship me?

Bye me! I can make you rich!

Just when Zhuang Zhou was extremely looking forward to it, Wen Xiaoyun made a customary etiquette to mourn the ancestors used by interstellar people, then lay down on a bed that was not like a bed and began to write.

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

Why is it so hard to want a believer!

He glanced down at the small ball hanging from his neck.

The ball is as small as a glass marble, but the space inside is infinite.

This is a belief collector.

For the God of Wealth during the internship period, if you can fill this belief collector with beliefs, you can be converted.

But now, there is no dust in his collector!

Wen Xiaoyun suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at the statue.

Is it his illusion?

He vaguely felt that a gaze was watching him.

Wen Xiaoyun stared at the idol for a while, and found no problems, slowly retracted the target, and continued to record.

The ninth day of the forced landing of β-324 abandoned planet.

The repair of the signal tower has been completed. Contact Cheng Jinxue, a deputy commander of the Third Army.

There are 3 bottles of nutritional supplement left in the escape cabin.

The body has been affected by radiation and has obvious symptoms.

Eliminate the possibility that ‘Zhuang Zhou’ is an aboriginal on the abandoned planet β-324.

β-324 The possibility of other aborigines on the abandoned planet: extremely low.

Doubtful point:'Zhuang Zhou' is not affected by any radiation.

origin:?

strength:?

Character: simple.

Risk: extremely low.

The two words ‘Zhuang Zhou’ were replaced by Interstellar by Wen Xiaoyun based on the boy’s pronunciation.

After recording, Wen Xiaoyun was about to put away the notebook, and suddenly thought of something.

If this kid leaves β-324 in the future, let people know that his physique is not affected by radiation, it will cause a lot of trouble.

He hesitated for a moment, reopened the record book, and completely obliterated the sentence "Zhuang Zhou is not affected by any radiation", covering it up tightly.

After recording, Wen Xiaoyun, who hadn't slept all night, lay down and rested. Under the influence of high radiation, he must have enough sleep to make his body collapse more slowly.

Wen Xiaoyun quickly fell asleep.

Vaguely, a clean and good-looking teenager stood in front of him so suddenly without knowing when.

Wen Xiaoyun settled down, as the only SSS-level mental power in the history of the empire, Wen Xiaoyun understood it within a few seconds.

He seemed to be dreaming again.

But this dream is very strange. Under normal circumstances, only when the dream wakes up, people will realize that they dreamed when they just fell asleep.

But when he was still in his dream, he realized that he was dreaming.

In the dark, he still has a feeling that with his mental power level, he can even manipulate this dream.

Wen Xiaoyun stood there without moving, looking at the boy intently, wanting to see what the other party was going to do.

Zhuang Zhou called him: "Wen Xiaoyun."

The voice is wronged.

The pronunciation that Wen Xiaoyun taught him is still used.

There is only this name, and he speaks the most fluently.

Wen Xiaoyun looked at him in silence.

Zhuang Zhou squatted: "You, you sit down."

Wen Xiaoyun is too high, he has to raise his head to look at him.

Wen Xiaoyun sat down in silence.

Zhuang Zhou was still not accustomed to using interstellar language, and unconsciously used Mandarin again, and said aggrieved: "Why don't you worship me?"

Wen Xiaoyun said: "Speak interstellar language."

Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to hear him, and he continued to say: "The drink you asked me to drink, I have already drunk...Thank you, but you don't want to buy this drink in the future, it won't taste good..."

"Tomorrow when you wake up, you will forget about my burning charms, and you will also forget about my tribute..."

"You... well, you are a good person. Great priests often said that everyone has their own ambitions, and some people's ambitions are not here. If you just want to pick up trash, then, then I will bless you to become the head of this garbage dump..."

"There is so much **** here, if you become the head of the field, you can also make a fortune."

"Alright, you can go to sleep." After speaking, Zhuang Zhou patted his shoulder, the soft palm of his hand made Wen Xiaoyun feel weak at all.

Wen Xiaoyun suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist that seemed to be squeezed with force.

Zhuang Zhou was taken aback, and wanted to withdraw his hand: "What, what's the matter?"

Wen Xiaoyun let go of his hand again, frowning slightly, the touch is so real that it doesn't look like a dream.

After Zhuang Zhou was let go, he looked at him strangely, but said nothing more, saying goodbye, and then withdrew from Wen Xiaoyun's dream.

He came to give Wen Xiaoyun a dream, just to make Wen Xiaoyun forget what he had done before, and by the way, give him another spiritual hint to make him worship himself quickly.

You can also bring his statue of God of Wealth home to offer it!

Anyway, after waking up from the dream, Wen Xiaoyun will forget the content of his dream, and even the spiritual hints he gave will take effect, and will forget what should be forgotten, let alone remember him in the dream!

However, Zhuang Zhou didn't know that Wen Xiaoyun was not an ordinary person, and that he possessed super-high spiritual power was not affected by such spiritual hints at all.

His dream was destined to fail like the first dream.

As soon as he withdrew, Wen Xiaoyun woke up directly from his dream.

Wen Xiaoyun looked around, he was still in the rescue capsule, there was no Zhuang Zhou around, and it really was another dream.

Wen Xiaoyun pursed his lips and checked the time. He slept for four hours.

He got up out of the rescue capsule and returned to the signal tower.

In order to locate Wen Xiaoyun's position in real time, the communication with the Flying Dragon Battleship of the Third Army has been unbroken.

As soon as he heard Wen Xiaoyun’s return, Cheng Jinxue quickly asked: "Boss, how are you resting? I have sent someone to report your news to Madam. If it is not for β-324, the signal is too weak. I can transfer your signal frequency to Madam. Madam is very worried about your body..."

Wen Xiaoyun said lightly: "It's nothing serious, it's affected by some radiation."

Cheng Jinxue was even more worried when he heard that the body affected by the radiation was not a trivial matter!

What else did he want to ask, and suddenly heard Xiao Yun asked: "Under what circumstances would I dream of the same person for two consecutive nights? I just met."

Cheng Jinxue was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Huh? Boss, did you dream of it? Just met? Isn't it love at first sight?"

After speaking, Cheng Jinxue suddenly muffled his voice.

Wen Xiaoyun: "..."

There was a full ten seconds of silence between the two.

Wen Xiaoyun said blankly: "How is it possible."

Cheng Jinxue quickly agreed: "That's it, this is impossible!"

The admiral's wife, only, have, machine, armor!

The author has something to say: PS: Little Theater—

Zhuang Zhou: I will bless you to become the head of this garbage dump!

Wen Xiaoyun: ...I thank you.