The surroundings were quiet, except for the hum of the exodus engine when it was sailing. It sounded distant and weak, and was almost undetectable when not paying attention. He held the steering wheel tightly, glanced at the control panel quickly, and then continued
I pressed "System Control" a few times - but the suspension cabin was still as silent as before, with no sign of being taken over by Salas.
The Saras system was offline, and this thought hit his mind like a pebble.
He didn't dare to think about why the system suddenly failed. He flew forward for a short distance with his whole body tensed up, and looked up in the direction of the main bridge in the distance. The warm white light tubes reflected regular lines on the metal wall.
The light was bright; at the end of the passage, there was a heavy and thick hatch looming, which blocked out all the sounds inside, making it impossible for Woyu to hear what was going on inside.
But when it is opened by someone, it will not be so quiet; the sound of metal friction when the hatch door creaks open will become his best warning sound.
He thought for a moment, turned the suspension cabin around, and flew towards the take-off and landing port.
Although Sales was offline, he could still try to open the take-off and landing port; he had just discovered that there was a manual operating table next to the iron door. Although he did not recognize most of the buttons and valves on the table, there was one
The black lever, now leaning on the "closed" end, caught his eye.
Woyu flew closer and pushed it up.
The iron door stood motionless, as if it was welded to death, without any response. He turned back and glanced at the main bridge passage shrouded in silence, then lowered his head and looked at the console carefully - "What?
There's not even an explanation," he murmured, approaching the polished metal plate and squinting his eyes to study each button.
His shadow cast a long shadow on the metal plate, and he glanced at it. When the strange feeling suddenly grabbed his heart, Woyu didn't have time to think too much, and immediately turned around, and the suspension cabin was like a slippery fish.
Suddenly he swam out - there was a clanging sound of metal colliding, and sparks flew up from the console instantly; the levers, buttons, and all the settings on the counter that he couldn't understand what they were used for just now were all destroyed together.
A ray of silver light split open.
An ax with an extraordinarily long handle and engraved with countless complicated patterns was deeply embedded in the operating table; its long black shaft stretched all the way back and reached into a pair of hands. That one looked very decent, covered with
The rectangular face that was weathered and finely wrinkled suddenly twisted up the corners of his mouth when he met Woyu's eyes, and let out a short laugh from his breath.
"You escaped pretty quickly," he said softly, "even though you were beaten and disabled."
Woyu heard himself swallow loudly. In the distance, the sound of the engine and air conditioner still sounded softly and faintly, which made the air full of silence. From the beginning to the end, he did not hear the hatch behind him opening.
The sound of time - how did this man come out?
The man seemed to see his doubts, shook the ax, and pulled it out of the console. As the ax swayed in the air, it disappeared from his waist in a flash, leaving him behind.
Two empty hands.
"From now on, my main bridge will be a place without doors." He took a deep breath and seemed to be trying to speak in a calm tone, but unfortunately he was not very successful: "...This is all thanks to you.
Grant."
Woyu stared at him, and from the corner of his eye, sparks were flashing in the crack in the console. It seemed impossible to use it to open the door of the take-off and landing port.
"You...how did you get out?" he asked a little stutteringly.
"Don't worry, you will know soon." The man smiled at him - revealing a row of neat yellowish teeth in the green beard. If it weren't for the current situation, I'm afraid Woyu would still be there
I think this is a relaxing smile.
"What did you do... what did you do to the system?" Woyu searched for questions to ask in his mind, hoping to delay it for as long as possible so that he could think about what to do: "Why does Sarais have no voice?
Do you have an emergency recovery code?"
"Ah," the man moved his neck from side to side and said softly, "So you know."
He shook his right hand violently, and when he raised his hand, it was already covered with a layer of gloves. Woyu looked at the glove several times nervously, but still couldn't tell what it was made of:
That glove is like a piece of shaped water, and everything around it seems to be reflected on it, becoming the texture of the glove itself - it is metal at one time, and light at another time. When the man raised his hand and pointed it at Woyu
, it gradually turned flesh-colored, just like the skin of his own palms.
"When the world I lived in came to an end, I accepted the reality one step earlier than others." He whispered and walked closer to Woyu. This man happened to stop the man in front of Woyu.
The way out blocked him in this passage; if he wanted to escape, he could only escape in the direction of the main bridge behind him.
"At that time, there was chaos everywhere in Star Map Group. My employee pass was still valid, allowing me to sneak into the colonel's house unimpeded - oh, you don't need to know such details." He
He laughed softly and said, "Anyway, I got everything I should get. When I came to the space dock, I saw dozens of such starships parked there, each one bigger and more graceful than the other.
, sturdy, safe...it’s really interesting. I never thought that I, a ground worker, would be the first person to realize their value.”
Very good, let him say a few more words... Woyu clutched the control wheel tightly and thought to himself. This man obviously doesn't care what happens if he escapes to the main bridge. In this case, he'd better not go there.
Escaped.
He asked thoughtfully: "You, how do you survive on exodus?"
This will be a long story, but unfortunately, Woyu's plan failed - the man seemed to have seen through him, wiping his chin with his left hand and scratching his palm with his stubble. "Want to hear it?
That is a wonderful story, and I promise you, I will tell it to your corpse... Oh, by the way, you won't have a corpse left behind."
Woyu's heart tightened, and before he could react, he saw the man suddenly kicking his feet and rushing forward - the opponent's speed was too fast, and after he stirred up his spirit, he used all his strength to pull the suspension cabin back.
At that moment, the man's hand wrapped in a glove had already touched the head of the suspension cabin.
If he had moved half a second late, the hand would have touched his shoulder.
Before Woyu could take a breath, the suspension cabin under him tilted suddenly, as if he was suddenly pushed out of balance by the weight of one side; accompanied by a "clang" sound beside his ears, he retreated sharply.
When I looked up, my breath suddenly caught in my throat.
The place where the man touched was actually a large area of space. The suspension cabin now looked like a prey that had been bitten deeply by a wild beast. There was a gap on one side, and the entire suspension cabin was moving uncontrollably.
Falling to the left, Woyu had to grit his teeth to resist the toppling force in order to barely maintain his balance. In front of him, there was a shapeless metal block about the same size as the gap, like garbage, with a few rubber straps, and
A jumble of things he didn't recognize lay lifelessly on the ground.
"This...this..." Woyu stabilized the suspension cabin and was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.
"This is the raw material for your suspension cabin," the man kicked the metal block on the ground and smiled: "Why, you haven't seen it before?"
He slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing in the shadows: "When I touch you, you will also become a pile of raw materials. Do you know what it is? Seventy percent of the human body is water.
Woolen cloth."
At this moment, Woyu wanted to scream and spit in his face.
When he was distracted, the suspension cabin tilted again, almost making him slide out of the driver's seat; he hurriedly turned the control wheel, looked across the gap in the cabin, and fell on the man. At this moment, something suddenly moved in his heart, and he glanced
Glancing at the gap.
Raw materials...?
Maybe there is a way...
He controlled himself not to look at the gate of the take-off and landing port, and tried not to think about the consequences if he failed. The fear wrapped around his heart like a cold snake, and his hissing breath seemed to turn into venom at any time.
; At the same time that the man's silhouette faded and he rushed forward again, he roared violently, and the suspension cabin quickly rose into the air. He could feel something being touched, and when he almost hit
When they reached the ceiling overhead, a puff of white smoke curled up from under the cabin.
Without enough time to think about what kind of raw material it was, Woyu didn't wait for the man to jump up, and turned the control wheel to rush to the right front; the weight of the gnawed suspension cabin was unstable, and it was as bumpy as sailing on fast waves.
, but he finally rushed out of the passage leading to the main bridge and returned to the entrance of the take-off and landing port.
The man's footsteps came from behind like muffled thunder. Waiyu glanced out of the corner of his eye and hurriedly pulled up again. There was a clicking sound in the body of the suspension cabin, as if it was about to knot, and he immediately called out to him.
His heart skipped a beat; the man stopped, and as soon as he raised his head, Woyu quickly controlled the suspension cabin to slide behind him, and before he could jump up, he lowered his height again.
"You are like a mouse..." The man turned his head, and he only had time to say half a sentence. The suspension cabin suddenly accelerated towards him. Woyu stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and in an instant he was already there with everyone.
The cabin jumped on him; although the man's reaction was quick, it was not as fast as the suspension cabin that opened at full speed, and he was suddenly slammed into the door of the take-off and landing port. I finished writing a chapter in a hurry, I'm afraid there were typos. When I thought of there was a chapter
Second update, everything goes dark before my eyes... It's better to ask the sixty-year-old fans to calm down first, and then think about the second one. Let's put the thank you list in the next chapter.
