Flying dragon battleship.

Since Zhuang Zhou got on the battleship, his small face has always been stunned and dazed.

Why did he get to the interstellar?

He left a mortal, which was still a locator given by the great priest, and could be directly located in the area where he was on duty.

How come you have traveled to the interstellar age more than two thousand years later?

It turned out that the sound transmission note was not lost, but could not be transmitted at all.

He was absent from work in the past few days, the great priest did not withdraw his position. I am afraid it is not because the East Road God of Wealth is too short of people. Maybe it is because he cannot withdraw...

Then can he go back?

Zhuang Zhou drooped his head, holding the small tattered robot in one hand and his own idol in the other, sitting in the rest area arranged by Wen Xiaoyun, frowning with sadness.

He didn't notice that the people coming and going around him were pretending to be busy while secretly looking at him.

"The people from Zhang Feng's team came back and said that he had an accident with the spacecraft, and it didn't take long for him to land on β-324."

"Then he was lucky, and he met the boss, otherwise the beta-324 radiation is so severe, I'm afraid he won't live long."

"I also heard that the boss dressed him himself! It's very nice to him!"

"He is so good-looking... the statue he is holding in his hand looks like him."

"Shhh, Adjutant Cheng said, the boss told him that it was the child's father. It is estimated that he passed away because of something. Please keep your voice down. Don't make the child feel sad."

Sure enough, everyone spoke more quietly, especially when they saw the young man sitting there alone holding the "Father Statue", I felt a little distressed.

Why is this kid so behaved, as if he didn't want to cause trouble to others, the admiral told him to sit there, and he would sit there all the time, not going anywhere.

Cheng Jin had come to learn twice and couldn't bear to see Zhuang Zhou sitting there all the time.

"Zhuang Zhou." Cheng Jinxue called to him: "Do you still recognize me? I'm Cheng Jinxue. We came back in a car, but I was wearing protective clothing at the time."

Zhuang Zhou looked at him and nodded, "Well...recognize it."

Cheng Jinxue said: "I asked someone to clean up a room for you. You robot and... and your father, do you need to settle down first? I can hold you there."

Zhuang Zhou blushed and embarrassed: "No, thank you."

He doesn't know how to tell them now that this idol is not his father anymore.

Xiao Chuan didn't want to leave Zhuang Zhou. Hearing that Cheng Jinxue wanted to hug himself, he used his mechanical arm to hold Zhuang Zhou's arm tightly.

"Huh?" Cheng Jinxue noticed Xiaochao's intelligence, and was a little surprised: "Does it understand me?"

Zhuang Zhou nodded and said, "Wen Xiaoyun did what he did. He is very powerful, and Xiao Chuan is very smart."

Little Tattered raised his head proudly and made a "di di di di" sound, looking quite proud.

"The boss did it? Impossible." Cheng Jinxue said without thinking: "The boss's mecha professional class score is not as good as mine! How could it be possible to do this."

The agility of this little robot is completely unseen in all robots on the market.

It seems to have its own thoughts and consciousness.

In fact, many robots and mechas on the market are already very smart. They understand everything and can respond to anything they say.

However, no matter how smart it is, it is also a set program. The system sets what response it wants to make on this issue.

Robots are also mass-produced, so as long as you ask the same question, whether it is someone else’s robot or your own robot, the answer is the same.

After all, it feels like something is missing.

The little robot in Zhuang Zhou's arms is different. Although it doesn't seem to have an audio system, it can't speak.

But its eyes and movements are full of humanity, with a sense of spirituality inexplicably, which makes people feel that it is different from other robots.

With a guilty conscience, Zhuang Zhou hugged the little robot tightly, and whispered: "He really did it. You can ask him."

Cheng Jinxue couldn't believe it, did the boss secretly dig into manufacturing technology under the covers without telling himself?

Cheng Jinxue muttered to himself: "I didn't expect the boss to be so skilled."

"Yeah." In order to get rid of his suspicion, Zhuang Zhou praised quite hard: "He must want to secretly work hard, and then surprise everyone."

Cheng Jinxue: "..."

Cheng Jinxue left with a complicated expression, his expressionless expression on his face.

In the medical room, Wen Xiaoyun had just finished his examination.

The Battleship Doctor looked solemn: "Admiral, can you feel your mental state now?"

Wen Xiaoyun said, "Well, I can feel a little bit."

"Then do you also know that your mental level has dropped, and now it is only SS level, which is down a full level."

Wen Xiaoyun's voice was calm: "I know."

He has been completely exposed to β-324 with high-energy radiation for so long, it is impossible for his body to be unaffected.

Energy radiation is still different from other radiation.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoyun was so calm, the doctor didn't know what to say.

As the only person in StarCraft with SSS mental power, Wen Xiaoyun was also infected by energy radiation, and his mental power level has now dropped!

What a sensation it will cause when it spreads out!

Doctor Bai shook his head and sighed: "You are in good physical condition. You can recover in the medical warehouse. You may not be able to recover your mental power level. Moreover, your spiritual consciousness has already been polluted by energy radiation. I am afraid that in the future... Will continue to fall."

Double S grades are naturally excellent, but they are not the only ones.

Moreover, after being infected with energy radiation, the level will continue to decline. Once it drops to S level, it will be extremely detrimental to Wen Xiaoyun.

Wen Xiaoyun came out of the medical warehouse, put on his clothes, and said lightly: "It's okay, have the inspections been done?"

"Everything is done, this is the inspection report."

Wen Xiaoyun took the report and looked at it. It was similar to what he had guessed before, so it wasn't much surprised.

He put away the report: "The kid who came back with me, you will help him check it later."

Doctor Bai's eyes lit up: "That's what Adjutant Cheng and the others said, is the kid found in β-324?"

Wen Xiaoyun said ‘um’, turned on the re-paired brain on his wrist, and sent a message to Cheng Jinxue, asking him to bring Zhuang Zhou over.

Before the call could go out, Cheng Jinxue's voice sounded outside.

"Boss, have you finished the inspection?"

Wen Xiaoyun put away his wisdom brain and went to open the door.

As soon as Cheng Jinxue came in, he hurriedly asked, "How is it? Doctor Bai, how is the boss's health?"

Doctor Bai glanced at Wen Xiaoyun.

Wen Xiaoyun said calmly: "It's okay, no big problem."

Cheng Jinxue breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good, you have stayed in β-324 for so long, we are all afraid of you..."

Wen Xiaoyun interrupted him and asked, "Where is Zhuang Zhou?"

"He was still waiting for you in the lounge area. I said to take him to the room. He said he would wait until you come back."

Wen Xiaoyun heard the words and moved slightly in his heart: "I'll bring him here."

Cheng Jinxue followed Wen Xiaoyun, hesitating, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Boss, the little robot Zhuang Zhou hugged...really you made it?"

"Little tatter? Well, it's me."

"Really?! God, boss, when did you become so skilled!"

Is it really like Zhuang Zhou said, trying to secretly work hard, and then surprise everyone?

Wen Xiaoyun paused and looked at him speechlessly: "You don't know my level?"

The two went to the same military school.

Cheng Jinxue said: "I feel amazing just by knowing it!"

Wen Xiaoyun said, "I'm feeling strange about this. Do you think the robot will upgrade by itself?"

Cheng Jin said: "Then I would rather believe that you have this technology."

Wen Xiaoyun: "..."

He didn't bother to schedule Jinxue again and went back to the rest area.

Seeing Wen Xiaoyun's return, Zhuang Zhou's eyes brightened: "Wen Xiaoyun, you are back."

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoyun's voice lowered a little: "Sorry, it took a long time to check."

"It's okay, are you okay?" Zhuang Zhou was very concerned.

"No big problem." Wen Xiaoyun's tone was calm: "What did you do just now?"

Zhuang Zhou whispered: "I'm thinking about something."

Wen Xiaoyun asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhuang Zhou thought for a while, and he knew Wen Xiaoyun best, so he pursed his lips, and said sullenly, "I may not be able to go home."

Wen Xiaoyun was silent for a moment, and he glanced at the statue in Zhuang Zhou's hand.

Maybe it's not that I can't go home, but that there is no home to go back.

After all, his close relatives are now in his hands.

Wen Xiaoyun didn't want to ask Zhuang Zhou, what about your mother?

He is afraid of bringing back bad memories of the boy.

He touched Zhuang Zhou's head and said, "Then treat this as your home, wherever you are, your home is."

A word to wake up Zhuang Zhou.

Yes, where he is, where is his working place.

The great priest said before that when a **** has many beliefs, his divine power can reach the sky!

If he has a lot of people who believe in, he might be able to go home with the heavenly power!

Zhuang Zhou was relieved, and smiled at Wen Xiaoyun: "Wen Xiaoyun, thank you! You are right!"

Wen Xiaoyun looked at his smile, his thin lips raised slightly.

That night.

Wen Xiaoyun finally had no dreams.

He had dreamed of the boy for four consecutive nights, but this time he finally did not dream of Zhuang Zhou again.

But Wen Xiaoyun was not happy.

Because when he woke up, he found that two-thirds of the people on the battleship were dreaming.

And they seem... as if... they all dreamed of the same person?

Wen Xiaoyun looked at Cheng Jinxue blankly: "You say it again, who do you dream of?"

The author has something to say: PS—

Zhuang Zhou: "Working overtime and staying up late to develop customers is super hard!"

Wen Xiaoyun: Raise a forty-nine-meter long knife.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Xingyou;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 14 bottles of Qianqian; AY, freedom like wind~10 bottles; wake up in the middle of the night to eat snail powder and 1 bottle of Miao Yu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!