Soul Mechanic [Interstellar] - Chapter 122

[Mother’s Spiritual Body]

On the third day after arriving on a strange planet, Mu Qiu’s body returned to normal. He began to get out of bed and walk around, and was allowed to walk out of the “ward” and move within an appropriate range.

Only then did Mu Qiu discover that the place where he was at this time was a hemispherical white building, about ten stories high, and it was divided into spaces of the same shape. Some were used as wards and some were used as lounges. , And some are used as meeting rooms.

There is probably a kitchen, Mu Qiu guessed.

Because what he ate these two days was natural food that was temporarily cooked instead of mass-produced nutrients.

Outside the white building is a lush forest, inside which only grows the same kind of broad-leaved trees, similar in appearance to white birch, tall and straight.

There are no weeds in the woods, no low shrubs, and no birds or insects-it is hard to imagine how the ecology here will be maintained.

Mu Qiu tried to eavesdrop on the conversation between these trees to see if he could get some news. However, after he wandered around the woods pretendingly for a long time, they didn’t say a word.

However, they are indeed alive-which is very strange.

Beyond the woods, there is a tall and dazzling white wall.

Occasionally, I can see strange-looking mechanical stars walking around on the high wall. They don’t talk to each other, and no one cares about Mu Qiu who looks like a little to them.

Mu Qiu sighed–if he wasn’t in a state of imprisonment at this time, he would be very interested in exploring around.

Fortunately, there is a little tail to accompany him all the time.

Mu Qiu turned his head and glanced to the rear left as if inadvertently, and he would see a small pointed head “swish” back. However, the thick trunk could not stop the long tail of the canopy pine.

Mu Qiu can clearly feel the nervousness of the little fox. He knows his attraction to the spirit body. However, this little fox’s behavior is a bit strange—not close, not talking, always when he is not paying attention. Watch him secretly, or follow him like this.

This question didn’t bother him for too long. Soon, Mu Qiu guessed the answer, an answer that made him excited and nervous.

That night, after Mu Qiu had eaten two delicious dishes and a soup, and washed briefly, he lay on the bed as usual and pretended to sleep, but actually stretched out his mental tentacles to secretly observe the terrain.

Inadvertently, he heard a voice in a certain room. It was the voice he had heard frequently in the past two days. It came from the beautiful guide-Ms. Emile.

Mu Qiu hesitated, but sneaked in the tentacles.

Similar rooms, simple layouts, and some not-so-fascinating small decorations, everywhere reveal a familiar taste.

At this time, only Ms. Emil and her mental body were in the room.

Emile was talking to the little red-fur fox.

“An An, you can’t do this anymore, he will find out.”

After Mu Qiu heard this name, he was stunned steadily-he only then remembered that Ms. Emil had never called the little fox in front of him.

The little fox should have said something.

“No, no, he will leave soon. Before that, we must not be exposed.” Ameler said decisively.

The little fox patted his paws, seemingly arguing about something.

However, Ameler’s attitude is more determined, “Can’t let him stay here, I can’t let him take even the slightest risk, An An, promise me, let him leave with peace of mind, okay?”

The little fox seemed to be persuaded. After a long while, he drooped his ears and nodded very disappointed.

“Yes, there will definitely be another day.” Emile’s emerald eyes looked out the window, and there was a firmness in his eyes that had never been before.

Mu Qiu reluctantly retracted his mental tentacles until the spirit realm started to sound the alarm.

However, his mood could not be calm for a long time.

He clearly remembered that when he was young, his mother sometimes talked to the air inexplicably. She said that there was an elf called “An’an” there.

Sometimes An An would play with Mu Qiu, even though Mu Qiu couldn’t see it or touch it at that time.

Later, as Mu Qiu’s understanding of the world gradually deepened, he learned that An An is the spiritual body of his mother, and this nickname is only known by family members.

If it’s not a coincidence, if it’s not that he is passionate, if everything that is happening in front of him is not a pre-arranged conspiracy-then, can he expect that the “he” in Ameler’s mouth refers to himself, this little boy named An’an Are the mental bodies of the fox and mother the same?

Excitement and anxiety intertwined in Mu Qiu’s mind, making it difficult for him to fall asleep all night.

——

On the other hand, Simon’s days were as relaxed and comfortable as ever, always keeping the rhythm of eating, sleeping, and teasing the cat for a walk.

He gradually figured out Jelly’s intentions, so the two people got along a lot easier.

Jelly didn’t mean to hurt him, and Simon happened to be able to help it.

Previously, Jelly rushed towards him with teeth and claws. Simon thought he was going to attack himself, so he subconsciously stretched out his mental tentacles to fight back.

Unexpectedly, the moment Jelly’s soft body touched the golden tentacles, he calmed down instead, staying there expectantly and well-behaved.

There was a flash of inspiration in Simon’s mind, and he tentatively combed Jelly’s body with his tentacles, and those dark spots flowed out of Jelly’s body like ink.

Jelly sighed comfortably.

Simon realized that the dark spots on the jelly were not innate patterns at all-Simon guessed that it was probably a disease.

Since being tapped out of this skill, Simon has been better treated.

I don’t know if it’s out of gratitude or other reasons. Jelly will please Simon from time to time, for example, hiding behind a tree and peeking at him-even though there is not a tree here enough for him to hide, it giggles when Simon finds it; , Give the freshest fruit to Simon.

After getting along for a long time, Simon gradually discovered that even though Jelly’s body is as tall as a big house, it has a character like a child-likes to eat fruits and is addicted to peekaboo games, to Ji Ji and Xiangxiang Know how to tolerate and tolerate, of course, sometimes will be a little jealous.

Simon found that he gradually fell in love with this big guy.

He also tried to confuse Jelly, however, this guy didn’t know whether it was a language barrier or a mentally insufficiency, and he couldn’t always understand Simon’s meaning.

Simon had to give up.

Simon originally thought that such peaceful days would continue until his relatives and friends found him.

However, suddenly one day, a few tall figures walked over from the jungle, no matter how they looked or how they were dressed, they didn’t look like Federalists.

Before Simon had time to look more, Jelly’s nerves suddenly became extremely tense.

Without saying hello, it wrapped Simon’s body with its tentacles and hid him behind the big tree.

Simon poked his head out, wanting to ask more clearly, but was pushed back gently but firmly by the jelly, and pulled a small pile of fruit there, blocking it more tightly.

So Simon watched as Jelly was taken away by a few strange-looking aliens. He clearly felt that Jelly’s mood was very low, and even had obvious disgust.

Simon’s heart couldn’t help but tense.

——

Mary Rhine stood in the empty room, her whole body extremely excited.

She paced back and forth in excitement for a while, then stretched out her mental tentacles and waved in the air-at this time, she was like a drug addict waiting for the supply of goods, where is there any bit of grace and restraint?

There is nothing wrong with this description, even if Mary Rhein has to admit that she is indeed addicted.

With a “click” on the wall, a head-sized window opened, and Mary Rhein couldn’t wait to stretch out the translucent mental tentacles.

At this time, the two antennae were obviously more transparent than when Mu Qiu first saw it.

The tentacles Mary Rhein was both frightened and anticipating. What she feared was the severe pain that would come, and she was looking forward to the powerful power that would follow.

The pain of the tentacles being purified is like the soul being torn apart, as if the whole body is not one’s own, and it seems that something has been crumpled from one’s body and thrown out.

Mary Rhein was rolling on the ground in pain. Her body was no longer under the control of her brain. She wanted to withdraw her tentacles, but it was too late.

Hold it back, hold it back!

Mary Rhein pinched her thigh fiercely, keeping the last touch of consciousness.

It must be strong and let those people regret it—those who hurt you, laughed at you, sympathized with you, and ignored you will all regret it!

Thinking of the various things in the past, Mary Rhein’s dark pupils became firm again, and the white teeth bit out red blood, which merged with the red lip oil, and it was very strange with the makeup stained by sweat.

At the other end of the wall, there was an extremely huge room, big enough to accommodate the jelly hill-like body.

The jelly was in a bad mood at this time, and some of the “black blocks” that were finally driven away by the “little yellow corner” would definitely come back this time.

Jelly is in a bad mood, and he must be merciless under the corner.

It vigorously pulled the pairs of antennae protruding from the small holes in all directions, and listened almost numbly to the screams from the antennae.

In fact, I don’t enjoy it. Jelly hates this kind of self and hates himself who does this kind of thing.

——

Polaris, Office of the Chief of the Legion.

Lin Yi issued an order to dispatch troops again, but Haote Rhein still did not respond.

Jia Chrome tried several times to persuade him, and he was so painful that he almost staged a show of “forcing the palace”. However, Haote Rhein still hesitated.

Until, Bieber, who hadn’t been seen for a long time, pushed open the door of the office.

At that time, there was no one else in the office except Haut Rhein, so it was a good time to talk.

Bieber has lost weight recently, and he no longer has the domineering brilliance in his eyes.

In the face of this grandson, Hot Rhein’s heart is extremely complicated. The younger generation who was once cultivated and favored as an heir has now become like this; but those who had been deliberately ignored before have become more dazzling.

In the quiet conference room, the grandfather and grandson stared at each other silently, and no one spoke first.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that they are all wandering.

After a long while, Bieber finally spoke: “Grandpa, Jia Chrome’s proposal, I hope you will consider it.”

When these words came out of Bieber’s mouth, Hot Rhein was really taken aback. He didn’t express his position immediately, and patiently waited for Bieber’s next words.

Bieber probably didn’t care what he said, he just wanted to say what he had been holding back for a long time, but he seemed to be thinking of something bad, and he was a little hard to say, “Aunt Mary’s laboratory…not simple, we She should be stopped as soon as possible.”

Hot Rhein frowned and said solemnly, “Bieber, what did you see there? Answer me honestly!”

Bieber’s face turned pale in an instant.

Haut Rhein didn’t intend to let him go, his majestic gaze was fixed on his face.

After a while, Bieber squirmed his heavy lips and muttered a word.

Hot Rhein’s eyes widened sharply, and he stood up suddenly from the chair, “What are you saying is true?”

Bieber nodded painfully, “I saw it by accident.”

Haut Rhein sat down slowly, as if ten years old for a moment.

After a long time, he said again, “Send troops…”

This sentence seemed to exhaust most of his life.

Bieber’s heart suffocated and his eyes flushed.