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Gradually away from the earth, away from the homeland on which to live, the pressure silently sneaks into everyone's heart.

Neither a professionally trained agent nor Zhang Ming, who has gone through life and death many times, can't completely get rid of this loneliness.If this is the case for a long time, the personality may become distorted, making all kinds of behaviors that were unimaginable in the past.

Humanity is not yet ready to enter the cosmic age.Zhang Ming couldn't help but come up with this idea.

Because of the intervention of aliens, perhaps the earth's technology has developed explosively, but the mental state of human beings is still unable to adapt to the life in the universe.

This is a long process that requires the precipitation and growth of generations before it can be completely reversed.

"Please get ready, it is expected to arrive at the designated location in ten minutes."

Zhang Ming didn't change into the bulky space suit. The magic necklace Sol gave him last time was Asgard's standard equipment, and most of the elite fighters of the Kingdom of God had a copy.He exchanged a piece of roasted gluten with Sol for the "price", so that he can maintain his combat effectiveness in the universe to the greatest extent.

"Capture the position of the opponent's spacecraft and start docking."

Through the probe on the outside of the spaceship, a gray and white spaceship with a particularly... punk and dilapidated shape appeared on the screen.Looking at the spaceship that looked like it was about to be thrown into the garbage dump, Zhang Ming couldn't help asking:

"Are you sure this thing can send me to Monarch Planet, instead of falling apart halfway into a pile of scrap metal and parts?"

The agents didn't know how to answer Zhang Ming's question. Anyone who saw such a pile...a pile of junk that looked like it was glued together with duct tape couldn't connect it to a spaceship capable of interstellar travel.

Forget it, at this point, I can only trust Director Fury.

"The cabin docked successfully," an agent said.

The two spaceships were docked together and connected to each other through a temporary pipeline.

Zhang Ming stood in front of the hatch and pressed the switch, and the two spaceships were officially connected.

As soon as the door was opened, a not-so-pleasant smell rushed over. The smell was like smelly socks + snail powder + durian mixed together, after a week of fermentation.

The accompanying agents covered their noses and almost spat out. Zhang Ming just frowned slightly, without much reaction.

Since eating the "Honey Burger" last time, his resistance to this kind of thing has been greatly strengthened, and even under the bewitching of "goods like clothes", he really wants to say: This is it?

At the cabin door opposite, there was a red-skinned alien with six eyes on his head. He looked down at the photo in his hand, scanned around, and finally landed on Zhang Ming's face.

The six-eyed alien waved to Zhang Ming, signaling him to come over and set off soon.

Zhang Ming nodded and was about to walk over when suddenly a call came from behind him.

"Wait a minute!" An agent hurried over, and he handed over a palm-sized portable screen. "The message sent by the earth a few hours ago is only received now due to the lag caused by the distance. It is Ms. Angela."

After taking over the screen, several agents took two steps away wisely, pretending to be busy with other things, but in fact they all pricked up their ears, planning to listen to the superhero's gossip.

This is a recorded video, Zhang Ming presses the play button.

Angela's face appeared in the picture. She was wearing glasses and still in the white research uniform, leaning against the window. According to the layout of the building below, she should be in the Trident headquarters.

"Sorry, mobile phones are not allowed in the laboratory, I didn't expect to miss your call."

"I heard from Chief Fury that he once wanted to send someone to find me, but you refused. You said it was too sad to say goodbye in person, and you didn't want me to worry... Hey!"

Angela stared at the screen angrily, and approached with a face: "Do you think I'm the kind of stupid woman who can only cry? I won't be sad, but a little angry. Why is this opportunity to travel to other planets?" Don't take me!"

"As for worrying... I won't worry about you. You are my boyfriend, the most powerful hero in my heart, and you will definitely be fine. So—"

Angela's eyes were slightly red, and even though she tried her best to restrain herself, her voice was still a little choked up. She took a deep breath, took a few seconds to calm down, and tried to smile.

"So, be sure to come back safely. I'll be waiting for you on Earth."

The video ends here.

The entire video was very blurry. Even so, Zhang Ming was already very satisfied to see Angela again before setting off for the unknown starry sky. The loneliness that had arisen just now disappeared in an instant.

"This." Zhang Ming shook the portable screen in his hand. "Can you send me?"

"Of course," the agent said.

Zhang Ming put it into the deepest layer of the backpack and walked into the connecting passage.The six-eyed alien stretched out his hand, made a gesture of invitation, and led Zhang Ming into the smuggling spaceship.

Chi-

The hatch closed and the two spaceships separated again.

One returned to Earth.

Another sailed to a distant star field.

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The six-eyed alien led Zhang Ming all the way to the bottom of the spaceship, where the pungent smell became stronger.He opened the iron door, and the hinges made an unpleasant creaking sound.

Behind the door is a small space similar to a train berth. There are four beds in total, and people are lying or sitting on three of them. As soon as the door is opened, several pairs of eyes look over.

The six-eyed alien pointed to the empty bed on the upper right and said, "You sleep here."

Zhang Ming walked over, threw the bag on it, and touched the hard bed board. He couldn't believe that this kind of thing could be called a "bed", and it was different from lying directly on the steel board.

But considering the bad smell, maybe it's better than having a damp, foul-smelling bed.

"...Turn left when you go out the door, and you will find the toilet at the end. Remember to bring your own paper, or you don't have to wipe it. Meals are eaten every ten hours. There will be a broadcast reminder at that time. If you miss it, you will wait until the next meal time .Any more questions?" asked the six-eyed alien.

"No more." Zhang Ming said.

This time he is going to sneak into an unknown planet and save his friends who are in danger, not to enjoy a vacation, as long as there is a place where he can stay and enough food is enough.

The six-eyed alien nodded, and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a blue-skinned alien child lying on the lower bunk, blinking his big eyes, and his small lips were a little dry.