Soul Mechanic [Interstellar] - Chapter 129

[Person who was swept by the sandstorm]

The highlighting light was too dazzling, Mu Qiu closed it subconsciously, and a soft voice came from his ear, shouting excitedly, “Go home! Go home! Let’s go home!”

Then, he lost consciousness.

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Star 1849 is the most remote star of the Kanter Empire, originally a place where political prisoners were exiled.

Later, the two children of the wise and decisive Kanter XVIII were born here, so civilians gradually lived there.

Unfortunately, the two most promising princes did not grow up smoothly.

Despite this, the star of 1849 is still the lucky star in the minds of the people of the entire Kanter Empire. Many people who can’t get along in the original place have moved here to live, hoping that one day they can flourish.

Although, the 1849 star’s living environment is not generally bad.

The social structure on the 1849 star is quite primitive. People gather together in the form of villages and live together as a family.

Lan is the only pharmacist in Dada Village and is very respected.

According to the old man in the village, Lan was blown here by a sandstorm 30 years ago, but he didn’t remember anything except basic medical knowledge after he woke up.

He didn’t know where he came from, or who his first name or last name was. The only thing he knew was that there was always a voice in his mind, yelling “Lan, Lan” anxiously.

So he gave himself such a name.

When Lan first came, he could not speak the language here, and his appearance was very different from that of the people of Dada Village. Therefore, everyone guessed that he must have come from a long distance.

In addition, Lan still has a secret, and he has not told anyone about it.

For 30 years, because of his medical knowledge and the secret, Lan’s life is pretty good. At least he can often eat meat, and the extra can be exchanged for some vegetables with the villagers.

Therefore, Lan is grateful for the dust storm that blew himself here. Every windy season, the villagers ran out to collect the soil, and he was holding a big net bag, trying to save. Next to the people who were blown here by the wind like him.

In the beginning, the villagers tried to persuade him. Whenever they heard the words of persuasion, Lan would smile with a good temper and did not argue. To this day, he still persists.

For thirty years, he would go out to cast a net whenever the sandstorm came. This has become a natural habit like eating and drinking water.

However, thirty years have passed, and apart from some flowers, trees, birds and beasts, Lan has not gained anything.

The dust storm of Star 1849 blows once a year, every six months.

Today is another day of sandstorms once a year.

The villagers rushed out of their homes on the same belt and rushed out of their homes, vowing to collect enough soil for a whole year.

Lan turned out the net bag that he had kept for half a year, and went out to bag people as usual.

Although, he did not hold any hope.

However, the situation today seems a little different.

Lan stood at the entrance of the windbreak, took out the net bag button from his pocket, and flicked it towards the tallest tree in the windbreak forest.

The huge net bag is released from the small buttons, and the iron cables on both sides are automatically buckled to the thick tree trunk and held firmly.

Lan clapped his hands, looked at the big tree that had saved him for a while, then turned back to sit in the wind shelter.

In the huge wind shelter, besides Lan, there are several thin and small children, most of whom are orphans who have lost their parents. They live in the wind shelter all the year round.

After they met Lan, they didn’t go up to say hello, but treacherously let out the best light.

Lan smiled at them, instead of sitting there, she chose a place near the entrance of the cave and sat down against the wall.

The children gathered in a pile and ate the roasted potato wedges while peeping at him with their eyes.

Lan sighed secretly, blaming herself. In order to keep the child from being nervous, he had to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

A tall and strong black and white bear appeared at the door with slow steps.

The light in the wind shelter dimmed, and the children subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the cave, and found nothing unusual.

The black and white bear swept his eyes around the hole, twisted his neck with satisfaction, then took a big step and squatted down beside Lan.

Lan didn’t open his eyes from start to finish, as if he was really asleep. However, when the black and white bear approached him, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth and reached out and touched it aside.

The chubby bear nuzzled with enjoyment.

Lan seemed to be afraid of being discovered, and quickly withdrew his hand.

The black and white bear is probably used to this kind of situation. He lay down obediently and closed his eyes and sleeps.

In the huge windbreak, only the whistling wind and the small voices from the bottom of the children’s hearts can be heard.

“Master Lan is so beautiful…”

“Master Lan is amazing!”

“Master Lan is the kindest person…”

“Do I have a chance to become Master Lan like this?”

The first time he heard such a voice, even Lan himself was shocked. He even thought that the people here would not open their mouths.

Later, after listening a lot, I discovered that this seemed to be his special function, a more secret and powerful ability than herbal knowledge-he could hear the most true thoughts in other people’s hearts.

Unconsciously, Lan fell into a half-dream and half-awake, and the voice appeared in his mind again, so anxious and so cherished, that person repeatedly called a name—Lan…

I don’t know how long it took, there was a sudden hustle and bustle outside. Someone stumbled into the windbreak and came straight in the direction of Lan.

The black and white bear stood up abruptly, bowed and roared at the opponent.

Lan opened his eyes and patted Da Xiong’s back comfortingly.

This action seemed to others like Lan’s hand hanging in the air, but fortunately, no one noticed in this situation.

“Master Lan, net bag, your net bag!”

The person spoke vaguely, but Lan immediately reacted and quickly got up and rushed out.

The net bag has been automatically adjusted to the closed mode and detached from the tree. At this time, he is staying quietly next to the tree trunk with a slender body wrapped in it.

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Mu Qiu no longer remembers how many times he woke up from a coma.

It seems that since joining the Tianlong team, he has been going through a process of accident, coma, and sobriety.

It feels… I’m used to it.

Here is another strange place.

The smell is unfamiliar, and there is no familiar mental fluctuation. The wall at hand is of a material that has not been seen before. The whole room is dark and looks like late at night.

Mu Qiu sat up, coughed uncontrollably, and unexpectedly vomited a mouthful of sand.

The light in the room gradually brightened until it reached the level of normal illumination. It turned out that the lights in the room were voice-activated.

Mu Qiu looked around curiously and found that the space in the house was very large. The overall shape was long and narrow. The roof was a regular arch, like an ancient cave dwelling.

As for the furnishings…

Mu Qiu’s head is full of black lines—Is this a pile of things from thirty years?

Or is it a warehouse originally?

At this moment, there was a “click” from the roof, and a huge body fell from the ceiling like a trick.

“It’s not bad today, Da Bai!” A crisp voice came from the big guy.

However, the black and white bear did not “hum” in response as usual, but instead focused on Mu Qiu.

It tilted its chubby head and looked at Mu Qiu as if examining it, not hostile, but more curious.

Mu Qiu looked at it intently, and couldn’t help being taken aback.

The big fluffy guy in front of me has a round head, a fat body, and white fur. Only the limbs and ears are black. Yes, there is also the iconic smoky makeup—my God, this It’s a giant panda!

But, has anyone seen a giant panda that is about the same size as an adult elephant?

Mu Qiu was attracted all the attention by the creature in front of him, so he didn’t see anyone staring at him with the same surprised eyes.

“Can you see Da Bai?” The clear voice asked with joy.

Mu Qiu was taken aback, only to realize that there was a human head behind the panda’s neck.

Lan slipped off Dabai, ran to Mu Qiu excitedly, and repeatedly asked: “Did you also come here by the sandstorm? Are you from the same place as me?”

Mu Qiu blinked and couldn’t understand a word.

The other party seemed to be a little anxious, and murmured something.

Mu Qiu looked at him fixedly, feeling very strange.

Judging from the opponent’s aura, this person should be a guide, however, his mental fluctuations are very weak, almost close to ordinary people.

As for the huge mental body around him, it clearly belongs to a certain sentinel.

What is even more confusing is that Mu Qiu actually felt some familiar fluctuations from this mental body.

Lan saw that Mu Qiu didn’t speak for a while, but just stared at him blankly. He couldn’t help but stretched out his hand to poke Mu Qiu’s shoulder, “Hey, are you okay? Will you be stupid by the wind…” Of course, He muttered the following sentence in a low voice.

Mu Qiu subconsciously grabbed his hand and felt it seriously—it was indeed the guide.

He hesitated, and finally he extended his soft antennae and placed it gently on Lan’s forehead.

Lan froze for a moment, and for an instant some scenes that he had never seen before flashed before his eyes, followed by severe pain.

Lan couldn’t bear it, and fell onto the bed holding his head.

Mu Qiu was taken aback, and quickly retracted his mental tentacles.

Seeing that Lan was uncomfortable, Da Bai loyally took him into his arms, guarded him tightly, and looked at Mu Qiu vigilantly.

Fortunately, he did not attack. There seemed to be a voice in his subconscious that told him that the person in front of him could not attack.

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At the same time, the distant galaxy exploded.

On February 28, 6019 in the interstellar calendar, Mary Rhein, the former chairman of the Tower of London, colluded with the Iron Spiders and betrayed the Confederation.

At 3 o’clock in the morning in the imperial capital, a new type of fighter jet that has never been seen before by the federal people went straight to the interstellar from the transition port near the gray castle, giving the Union team a blow.

Behind it, countless Hessian fighter jets suddenly descended with the momentum of engulfing the entire Federation.