"Hey, brother, I've never seen such a great mechanic like you!"
Polupolu chewed a kind of gummy candy that their tribe particularly liked to freshen their mouths, and vaguely flattered Dukat: "Look at my old grandfather, it was broken into several pieces by those barbarians.
, you can make it fly again? Hey, with your skills, your annual salary should be at least one million Covenant gold coins, right?"
The completely white Grandfather lightly avoided the two small space fortresses with a volume of no more than 3,000 cubic meters outside the planet Yafika, and slowly entered the spiral descent process.
After a while of silence, Dukat folded his hands on his chest and said calmly: "That's wrong, I... don't have a penny of salary."
Gu Xiechen turned his head and took a deep look at Dukat. His eyes were fiery and had a thrilling power that seemed to pierce the souls of others. Dukat became restless under Gu Xiechen's aggressive gaze.
He lowered his head angrily, but was extremely surprised in his heart. How did Gu Xiechen become so powerful?
Putting a hand on Dukat's shoulder, Zhehua puffed out the smoke from his cigar and said with a playful smile: "Hey, mixed-bloods like you, don't you have a hard time over there? Why don't you follow our brothers?"
When repairing the damaged Grandfather, Ducat's one-hand mechanical control ability shocked Gu Xiechen and Zhehua. The Old Grandfather was dismantled almost to pieces by Zhao Yi and others in just a short time.
It was repaired in three minutes, and not even a single crack could be seen on the re-welded hull. This skill was really powerful and practical. Gu Xiechen was becoming more and more jealous of Dukat, and Zhehua also felt that
―This guy is pretty good and is worth recruiting.
Staring blankly at the slowly approaching green land outside the porthole, Dukat shook his head gently. But after thinking for a while, he finally muttered vaguely: "If it's possible... I mean, if
If possible...in the future, maybe...if that is possible, you can..."
Dukat's face turned a little red, as if he was a little shy about saying what he wanted to say.
Zhehua raised his eyebrows, and was about to stab him a few times, when Gu Xiechen pressed hard on Dukat's shoulder: "When will you finish your affairs? If you want to go to Earth to hang out, I will protect you."
I’m looking after you! The two good brothers beside me are of the same blood as you, they are both my good brothers!”
Dukat was stunned, and he frowned hesitantly.
Zhehua muttered unhappily: "Manly men, they are all birds with two eggs. Why are you chirping? Didn't you realize how good your life is there?" He laughed sarcastically: "
Being forced to undergo a secondary fusion with the woman you like, that is a secondary fusion of life and death, are you used to this kind of life?"
Dukat's face turned as red as blood, his nostrils flared, and he breathed heavily.
Gu Xiechen saw that there was something on Dukat's mind. He quickly recalled everything from the first time he and Dukat met until now. Suddenly an idea came to his mind and he boldly made a guess.
He pressed Dukat's head hard, and said very seriously and heavily: "We ancient Chinese are very particular about returning to their roots. Even if they die abroad, even if they are ashes, they must be sent back to their hometown for burial.
Ancestors...if you need help, come to me!"
'Boom', the Grandfather suddenly trembled, and all the electronic instruments on the spacecraft flashed with dazzling electric fire at the same time. Amidst Bolu Bolu's frightened and desperate screams, the spacecraft suddenly sank thousands of meters.
Every pore on Dukat's body spurted out thin silver light that was as sharp as a silver needle. His eyes turned into two silver-red crystal-like spheres without any expression. He stared out the window quickly.
The passing white cloud roared low from his throat: "Mom..."
Gu Xiechen nodded and retracted his hand. He released his invisible spiritual thoughts and instantly gathered a large number of nearby white clouds, turning them into a marshmallow-like cloud cushion and holding it under the Grandfather.
Slowly holding the spacecraft to the ground, Bolu Bolu was screaming at the top of his lungs, and his crotch was already wet. He looked at the altimeter on the instrument panel in surprise, and hit his own finger hard in confusion.
brain.
"Wow... what a filial son?" Zhehua looked at Dukat in astonishment, took out a cigar from his belt and handed it to Dukat: "I like filial children! Hey, I still have
I remember, when I was still a pure living person, my mother taught me how to recite the twenty-four filial piety. Hey! Have one?" He diligently took out the lighter and lit it.
Glancing blankly at Zhehua, Dukat's terrifyingly huge strength suddenly subsided. He took the cigar with trembling fingers, leaned over the lighter, took a deep breath, and exhaled a puff of force from his nostrils.
The thick smoke. The first time he smoked a cigar made Dukat cough violently without being stimulated. After coughing for a long time, he choked on his nose and shed a lot of tears before he said dryly: "Well, my mother also taught me
Carry it..."
"Except for the first girl I fell in love with, the only one whose face I still remember is my mother!" Zhehua exhaled a puff of smoke, tilted his head and glanced at Dukat: "But, it happened hundreds of years ago.
.. Her bones can beat the drum. The last time the federal government demolished her ancestral grave, I cleaned her bones with my own hands when I moved her grave. Hey, where is your mother?"
Unknowingly, Dukat, who always looked like a masked man, and Zhehua, who always had a playful smile but no serious face, squatted shoulder to shoulder in the command cabin. The two of them muttered nonchalantly. Dukat told Zhehua that he was a child.
Later, when he didn't try hard to recite the Nine Yang Zhen Gang formula and was beaten severely, Zhehua told Dukat that when he was nine years old, he forcibly kissed the neighbor's little sister and was chased from the east of the city by his mother with a washing mallet.
The past of killing to the west of the city.
Gu Xiechen looked at the white clouds flying slowly outside the porthole with a smile on his face, and slowly held the spacecraft to land on the ground. There was only warmth in his heart, and he seemed to see the white skirt in the snow-white tulip field again.
The girl seemed to see herself again in her childhood, chasing butterflies in the flower field.
Bolu Bolu squinted his eyes and squinted at the three men who were in a trance. He could not understand the language of these three men, but he could see that the expressions on the faces of the three men were extremely warm and soft.
Poluporu sighed deeply: "How many years have they been flying in the subspace? I'm afraid they haven't touched the body of a female creature for a long time, right? Hey, hundreds of male creatures on a boat, how pitiful...