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As a novel author, Song Wenlan certainly knows that nutritional supplements are standard in interstellar novels.

In those novels, the nutritional supplements that the protagonist drank did not taste good, but the one Song Wenlan drank was okay.

The pink nutritional supplement has a sour and sweet strawberry flavor, but Song Wenlan can drink it easily. The strawberry flavor inside is chemically synthesized.

While Song Wenlan was drinking the nutritional supplement, Xisha also opened the lid and unscrewed it.

"I don't want to know your origins," Xisha twisted her tail into a regular circle and said, "I am the only one on the garbage planet, so it is not a good place to live."

"Now that you are awake, please contact the starship as soon as possible to take you back," Xisha said coldly: "By the way, the treatment fee is 200,000 star points. Remember to give it to me when you leave."

"I will repay you all the treatment expenses." Song Wenlan lowered his head and rubbed the words on the nutritional supplement. Where it was produced, there was the word "Blue Star" written in Chinese.

"Just, Commander Xisha, can I live on the garbage planet for a while?"

Song Wenlan raised his head, his eyes seemed to be filled with mist: "I have no relatives in Blue Star, and now I am penniless."

"If you don't take me in, I will have no choice but to wander outside."

Xisha looked at the human woman in front of her with sharp eyes. Her face was full of prayer and expectation, and her voice seemed to be crying, like a homeless cub.

In fact, Song Wenlan took in too little nutrition due to illness, and was very thin, like a paper kite. She was not tall, and was a head lower than Xisha.

Xisha remembered that when he was a cub, he was as tall as her.

A silver bracelet was thrown towards Song Wenlan.

Xisha's faint voice also sounded: "I can take you in for three months."

"After three months, if you haven't earned the treatment fee, I will throw you out. There is radiation everywhere on the garbage planet. According to your physical quality, you will be alienated in less than an hour."

Song Wenlan swallowed nervously. She thought of the photos with many hands and feet she had seen on the Internet before.

Seemingly sensing Song Wenlan's fear, Xisha snorted, very satisfied with the effect of her words.

"What I gave you just now is an obsolete optical brain. It is not bound. You can log in to StarNet with a guest account. There are many opportunities to make money on StarNet."

As he spoke, Xisha raised the tip of his tail and clicked on the button on the wall.

First, a vertical line two people high appeared in front of Song Wenlan. With the sound of "click, click, click", the vertical line stretched to the left and right, gradually turning into a gate.

The whole process is like there is a compressed tent in the middle of the wall, and the tent is slowly unfolding.

Song Wenlan was stunned. She subconsciously grabbed the tip of Xisha's tail as she was trying to pull away: "What is this?"

The jade-like cold touch disappeared in the palm of my hand, and there was only a "pop" sound.

The tip of his tail slapped the back of Song Wenlan's hand, followed by a "click".

Song Wenlan hissed in pain, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead instantly.

She lowered her head and looked at her drooped wrist, and realized in hindsight that her wrist was broken.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't touch your tail. I didn't mean to."

Over the years, Song Wenlan's tolerance for pain has become very high. She didn't pay attention to her wrist immediately and subconsciously apologized.

Xisha's eyes fell on Song Wenlan's hand and frowned: "How come your health is worse than that of a cub?"

Xisha knew that he was powerful, so he didn't use any force at all, just a slight twitch, but for Song Wenlan, his hand was broken.

"Come with me."

Xisha didn't care to educate Song Wenlan, turned around, and moved her tail quickly across the floor.

Song Wenlan immediately followed and followed Xisha into the basement.

It's more like a high-tech laboratory than a basement.

Xisha walked to the door, her pupils close to the round hole on the wall, and the cold door of the laboratory opened suddenly.

On the white table, various machines are placed in an orderly manner. Various irregular substances are covered in transparent glass, and several small robots shuttle back and forth inside.

Song Wenlan didn't expect that there was a universe in a basement, and his eyes were overwhelmed by what he could see.

"Treatment warehouse, go in."

Xisha stood in front of a white machine similar to a game warehouse.

Song Wenlan sat in obediently.

The moment she lay down, a layer of transparent glass slowly fell on the treatment room, and with the sound of buttons outside, a warm current came from Song Wenlan's wrist.

The transparent gas dispersed in the treatment chamber, and Song Wenlan became a little drowsy.

Five minutes later, Song Wenlan came out of the treatment room. Her wrist had returned to its original state. During the whole process, Song Wenlan didn't even feel any pain.

Song Wenlan looked at the treatment room again, as if he was seeing a treasure.

Xisha snorted lightly and took her away without letting her stay in the treatment room for too long.

"The treatment warehouse has been retired here for almost ten years. When you came here, it came back to work."

Song Wenlan was already immune to Xisha's words, and she was more concerned about the treatment warehouse.

"Is this kind of treatment warehouse available for sale outside?" Song Wenlan asked curiously.

"Yes, the cheapest one costs 30 million. Do you have money?" Xisha asked with a raised lip.

"I'll be rich soon."

Song Wenlan said that she had already decided on a plan to make money.

She wants to resume her old career in this interstellar world!

In modern times, Song Wenlan has already earned enough money for his treatment expenses by writing novels. In the interstellar world, Song Wenlan is also confident that he can earn enough wealth by writing novels.

However, before Song Wenlan could investigate the market, she was first taught a lesson by Xisha.

In the interstellar world, there is a race of orcs. Orcs are divided into full orcs and half-orcs.

Full orcs can transform between animal and human forms, while half-orcs are half-human and half-animal like Xisha.

For half-orcs, their beastly parts are very sensitive, and generally only their partners can touch them. If a stranger touches their beastly parts, they will fight each other desperately.

In other words, Xisha only hit Song Wenlan lightly, which was already very gentle.

Song Wenlan, who had gained more knowledge, sincerely apologized again.

Xisha's brows also relaxed.

"You don't know about this, let's forget it this time."

He turned around, his long tail swimming behind him.

"I'm going to work. Get familiar with the optical brain and make money as soon as possible."

"After you make money, leave as soon as possible. This is a good thing for you and me."