Star Luojia is part of the Fourth Administrative District of the Galaxy Federation. It is the most remote planet in the federal territory. The planet that was supposed to have only a code name was named after the sacrificed top general, Major General Luojia, because of several brutal battles to defend the federation.
.Although it is a special case, it is still forgotten by most people.
There is a thick layer of space debris floating around the planet. The only safe route is a unique channel for planet managers. It will only take two months for a batch of supplies below the federal per capita level to be delivered to the planet. Most people,
Still struggling on the bottom line of hunger and poverty.
In District No. 22, the central city is still brightly lit and bustling with people. It is almost evening, and under the gray sky, two completely different scenes - liveliness and silence, are exceptionally harmonious.
In an abandoned factory thirty kilometers away from the city, messy industrial waste can be seen everywhere, and pieces of mechas that were damaged in battle and cannot be repaired are also piled everywhere. On this resource-scarce planet, those in power do not have so much energy and good intentions.
To deal with this garbage, the free labor in the slums will help them solve these mortal problems, and at the same time it will save the government a lot of expenses, why not.
The surroundings were silent wilderness, with a few occasional squeaks heard. At this time, in a corner of the factory, sparks flashed out from time to time, a bonfire burned quietly, and a slender figure was reflected on the ruins.
Mu Fan is 17 years old. He doesn’t know who his parents are. His adoptive parents told him that they picked him up from behind a trash can while scavenging. It was just dawn, and the light of stars shone evenly and softly against the horizon.
On the baby's face, when his adoptive father picked up the child, he found two signs falling from his body, a dark yellow wooden sign with "Mu" engraved on it, and a dark metal sign with "Fan" engraved on it.
Without thinking too much about the order of these two words, based on the principle of smooth communication, his adoptive father, who was fortunate enough to have read a few books, named him Mu Fan. When he was ignorant in childhood, he never asked his adoptive parents. When he was a little older,
At one o'clock, the adoptive parents went out to scavenge during a star pirate attack and were taken away by a stray bullet. Mu Fan had no more opportunities to ask about the original details. That year, he was ten years old.
Mu Fan didn't like to talk much, but he was very sensible. He didn't cry after getting the news. He returned to the dilapidated hut and found the torn leather gloves he had picked up while scavenging. He came out and started doing labor for people he knew and didn't know near and far.
.Carrying, washing dishes in restaurants on the outskirts of the city, delivering express delivery to official urban residents, and coming back to look for scraps to sell among the garbage accumulated in the factory... I am the only one left, and I have to survive.
This is already the seventh year since his parents passed away. Mu Fan raised his head and glanced at the bonfire in front of him, then lowered his head and continued to polish a knife with a cold light. He didn't take care of his appearance too much, and his trivial black hair didn't count.
He has a strong body and a good height. The moment he raises his eyelids, brown pupils are revealed. However, if you look closely, you will find that deep in the brown pupils, there is a flash of red from time to time, which looks like a rose and like precipitated blood.
.
At this time, the weather was getting colder in District 22. Mu Fan was wearing a canvas jacket and a pair of oil-stained work pants. Taking advantage of his night's rest, he went out to polish his weapons, which were made of industrial materials.
A dagger polished from an alloy. He is at an age when his body is prone to hunger. When he saves the money he earns from working every week, he goes to the second-hand book market to collect books that are packaged and sold. The remaining money is the minimum for a normal person to eat two bags a day.
Super synthetic food, but just now it can only keep him from starving to death. If he doesn't go out to find food by himself, it means that this status quo will always remain.
One day when he was on his way back, he saw an old vulture just flying not far away. Curious, he saw a black shadow falling from the air. It was half a plant rat. In the jumping flames,
Mu Fan tasted meat for the first time.
One of the survival standards Mu Fan has set for himself is to go out hunting twice a week. Whether it is a large animal or a small animal, whether it is alive or dead, if you can harvest something, it is victory. He needs this energy so much.
Because in my heart I clearly feel the desire of all the cells in my body for that kind of meat.
"Chi" the last spark splashed out, Mu Fan put away the dagger, held the blade lightly with his left hand, and looked at the firelight, he narrowed his eyes and showed a satisfied look, tonight - he wants to eat meat!
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The night on Luojia Star is as cold as steel, making people tremble from the very bones.
Mu Fan was walking in the wilderness with his upper body naked. The scars on his body were like battle medals. His thin figure highlighted the muscular lines with natural beauty. No one would doubt that this body was hiding something.
of explosive power.
Mu Fan didn't feel the coldness that the neighbors around him said. On the contrary, he just felt a kind of coldness that made his brain extremely calm and clear. This made him enjoy it. He didn't know why. He couldn't eat enough, but he found that his
His endurance seems to be several times that of the people around him...or maybe even more. He has no idea, and he has no interest in asking.
Taking advantage of the cover of the dark night, Mu Fan, without attracting any attention from anyone, had already rushed to the edge of a jungle fifteen kilometers away from the factory. In the quiet night, Mu Fan seemed to be integrated with the land, and only his body was steaming.
The heat indicated his presence.
There is a river here, and the water that feels bone-chilling at night is Mu Fan's favorite "treasure place" to wash away the blood and sweat on his body. With luck, he can catch a plump fish in the water. Well, it tastes very good when eaten raw.
OK, as long as it’s meat!
Mu Fan's purpose today is to hunt a large animal. He feels that his body's hunger is getting stronger and stronger. The two plant rats in the past are no longer enough to meet his body's needs. He wants to eat more.
of meat.
This jungle is already far away from the city. On a remote, poor and backward planet like Luojia Star, the administrators do not have the strength to deploy too many satellites for monitoring. The few cities made up of humans fight against nature, and this area
The jungle has maintained a very good appearance, and there are more powerful beasts here, which means more abundant food for him!
With a hiss, Mu Fan stopped, his bright eyes shining at this moment. He stood on the edge of the jungle and smelled the scent of a beast not far away in the jungle. There was a mutant beast there! Yes, this powerful scent
, he could smell the rage in the mutant beast's blood, and his stomach growled again. Mu Fan pursed his lips, and at this moment, a red light surged in his eyes!
He wants to eat meat!
Desire is the driving force of human beings. When a body that is developing crazily encounters hunger, it is enough to make a person burst out with unparalleled motivation, let alone Mu Fan who knows the taste of meat!
Closing his eyes and opening them again, the faint strange red light in Mu Fan's eyes completely faded away, but his eyes were extremely bright. The surrounding night seemed to no longer exist, and the jungle, insects, and birds were clearly reflected in his eyes. He didn't know when.
He first discovered that he had the ability to see sharply at night. When he accidentally used this ability to find several plant rats at night, he began to deliberately train himself to master this god-given ability.
In the night sky, thick clouds block the light reflected from the planet.
A "meteor" streaked through the atmosphere, shining brightly above the clouds...
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