Soul Mechanic [Interstellar]

[Hope to go home]

Lan has great expectations for the new ore powder.

He was still discussing with Mu Qiu whether to go to other planets to hunt some other starry beasts for experiments, but he didn't expect Mr. Kuku to respond quickly.

Surprisingly, Mr. Kuku did not contact him through the transaction machine this time, but came to the door in person.

You know, due to the special housing type, the personal address of the Kanter Empire is very difficult to find.

"Sorry." Mr. Kuku said humbly as soon as he walked in. "For some reason, I concealed your true identity before then."

Lan looked at his fashionable green military uniform and didn't react for a while.

Mr. Kuku smiled, raised his hand and pressed it lightly on the neckline.

Like a juggling, the milky white color spread down from the neckline, but in the blink of an eye, the original heroic green military uniform was replaced with a gorgeous white dress.

Lan's eyes widened in surprise, and he stammered: "You, you turned out to be... the royal family?"

Mr. Kuku still wears the usual gentle smile, but his temperament is different. "It was not convenient to disclose before, please don't mind Mr. Lan."

Lan shook his head quickly, "No, no!"

He turned around, held Mu Qiu's hand tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Royal family, dear, I haven't seen the royal family in 30 years here, you saw it as soon as you came! "

"Did you just meet Mr. Kuku?" Mu Qiu teased.

Lan blinked and suddenly realized, "That's right!"

Mu Qiu and Mr. Kuku looked at each other and smiled.

No one blames Lan for his excitement.

You know, the royal family of the Kanter Empire is divided into two types, one is the natural royal family, such as Kanter XVIII. But now the natural royal bloodline is only Kanter 18 and one person.

The other is the promoted royal family. Most of these people were born among the green-clothed nobles, and when their strength and genetic level reached a certain level, they would be promoted to the white-clothed royal family.

That’s right, the human genes of the Kanter Empire can be upgraded. Few white-clothed royals have successfully upgraded, and all of them stand at the top of the Kanter Empire or even the entire universe-although some of them appear to be at the top of the universe. He is gentle and harmless, like a gentle scholar.

It is worth mentioning that if Kanter XVIII is still unable to have offspring, then after his death or resignation, a new imperial emperor will emerge among these people.

Imagine that, as a brown-clothed civilian of the barren star, it would be strange if he was fortunate to meet a contender for the throne!

Mr. Kuku nodded to the two of them, and pressed the button on the neck again, and the gorgeous white dress returned to fresh green.

"Please sit inside!" Mu Qiu calmly entertained Mr. Kuku and his blue entourage.

"Thank you." Mr. Kuku was as polite as ever, and he sat on a simple and atmospheric chair following Mu Qiu's guidance.

The guard-like entourage also nodded towards Mu Qiu, but didn't sit down, but straddled and stood behind Mr. Kuku.

Lan looked at the clean and tidy room, and quietly sighed, affirming that Mu Qiu was his great lucky star again.

Must marry Qiu! Lan secretly cheered for himself.

Mr. Kuku politely took a sip of Muqiu’s homemade tea, and his eyes showed appreciation without hesitation, “It seems that I should taste the meat of the flaming beast you mentioned, and it will definitely match this cup of light green. Water is as delicious."

"It's not raw meat, it's meatballs. They are fried or boiled in water in autumn. They are more fragrant than tea." Lan praised without hesitation.

Mu Qiu quickly added humbly: "Maybe it just fits Lan's taste, so he likes it better."

Mr. Kuku smiled, with the same polite and humble attitude, "If I have a chance, I hope I can have a good meal."-Of course, aliens can't use idioms, Mu Qiu understood from his spiritual wave. This means.

Mu Qiu smiled and nodded.

Next, we entered the topic.

"I take the liberty to ask, did you improve the recipe of the jelly?" Mr. Kuku looked at Lan and asked seriously.

Lan quickly explained: "It's not me, it's Qiu."

Mu Qiu was taken aback, but he didn't expect Lan to say this.

Mr. Kuku was obviously also a little surprised, staring at Mu Qiu with his crystal-clear purple pupils.

Mu Qiu organized the language silently, and then said: "It's not me to be exact, but it happened accidentally. The final improvement plan was completed by Lan."

Mr. Kuku laughed happily, and even the guard behind him put on an obvious smile.

He looked at the two handsome young men in front of him, his eyes could not hide his admiration, "If you are a warrior, I will have to **** you into my army based on quality alone."

Mu Qiu and Lan smiled at each other.

Lan looked at Mu Qiu and asked what he meant with his eyes.

Mu Qiu nodded to him. Mr. Cuku's mental fluctuations are steady and strong, and he is upright, and he wants to be a trustworthy person.

Therefore, Lan simply explained how they rescued the young man in the windbreak and gave him meatballs that could relieve pain if he accidentally hit him by mistake.

After listening to Mr. Kuku, he was surprised and sighed, "A problem that dozens of generations of pharmacists can't overcome, I didn't expect to let a meatball solve it!"

"So, what about the results of your experiment? Which one is better with bone meal and meat meal?" Lan asked impatiently.

"All are effective, but the effect of No. 1 experiment is better, and the offset rate of side effects can reach 80.56%."

"So precise?" Lan couldn't help but exclaimed, "It seems that bone meal is better."

Mr. Kuku said truthfully: "What needs to be confessed is that I asked the laboratory to analyze the ingredients of the experimental products in advance, otherwise, I would not be able to use them on my soldiers. Sorry."

"No, it's okay." Lan waved his hands again and again, "I and Qiu didn't intend to conceal it. Instead, we were a little worried, for fear that it would not be effective. If you can be so cautious, we will feel at ease.

Mu Qiu nodded in agreement.

Mr. Kuku smiled deeper, "Although we have analyzed the ingredients of the medicine, the patent is still yours, and you can still ask for a good price."

Mu Qiu and Lan glanced at each other, and said the two negotiated terms, "Can I ask you some information about the Milky Way?"

"The Milky Way?" Mr. Kuku paused, turned his head and asked, "Yesterday the butler Bok said, what is the name of the low-level civilization that my brother is concerned about?"

"It's the Milky Way," the guard said affirmatively.

Mr. Kuku turned to the two of them, "Excuse me, how did you know this low-level planet far away?"

When Mu Qiu heard the characterization of "lower civilization" from others, he felt a little awkward—after all, twenty-five years ago, he was still living on the ancient earth where spaceships could not sit casually.

While sighing silently, he said truthfully: "Let's tell you, Lan and I are both from the Milky Way. We came to Huangxing because of accidents. There are family members waiting for us. We want to go back.

Mr. Kuku didn't seem to be surprised. Instead, he said helplessly: "It seems that time and space beasts are at work again, and it separates you from your family."

Mu Qiu's mood was somewhat depressed.

Lan grabbed his hand and shook it encouragingly.

Mr. Kuku noticed the small movements between them and smiled understandingly.

Mu Qiu was a little embarrassed by his laugh, but he didn't explain anything.

"Can you help?" Lan asked persistently.

Kuku nodded without hesitation, "It should be okay to just collect information. As for sending you back... I need to ask my brother."

Mu Qiu was taken aback. Such a reply completely exceeded his expectations. In fact, he originally thought it would be extremely difficult just to inquire about the "Milky Way".

Lan didn't show how surprised he was. He had a fascinating self-confidence from the beginning to the end when he went home.

Finally, the two parties agreed to contact tomorrow.

Mr. Cuku personally went to ask his brother, if it goes well, tomorrow will send someone to pick Mu Qiu Helan over.

That means they have to pack up and salute and get ready to go home.

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The anticipation of the whole night made Mu Qiu toss and turn.

Lan and him slept on the same bed. Under his influence, Lan never closed his eyes.

Mu Qiu simply sat up, leaned against the wall, adjusted the room to a soft brightness, and talked to Lan about the little guys at home.

Lan listened attentively, not at all bored.

Dabai lay lazily by the bed, breathing like a living being.

Listening to the cute or mischievous "deeds" of the little guys, Lan involuntarily traced the images of the children in his mind.

Gradually, the images of different styles gradually merged together, forming a white and soft doll, with black hair, bright black eyes, and a small body.

Looking at him, the love in his heart is like a flood that rushes out, how can it be suppressed.

A name engraved deep in the soul rolled to the lips and blurted out, "Jia Jia..."

Mu Qiu noticed Lan's strangeness, and quickly stretched out his mental tentacles and touched Lan's forehead tentatively.

This time, Lan did not experience obvious discomfort, but the aura around her body stagnated for a moment when the transparent tentacles stretched out.

Mu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and tried to enter Lan's spiritual realm.

Lan instinctively felt the familiar fluctuations, but did not stop it, Mu Qiu's entry went smoothly.

However, after "seeing" the scene inside, Mu Qiu's heart trembled fiercely.

He had never seen such a dilapidated spiritual realm, and it was the spiritual realm of a guide.

Mu Qiu didn't find Lan's mental tentacles before, thinking it was because of his mental domain injury, but never expected that his mental tentacles would be torn off!

It is impossible to imagine what kind of pain it is, I am afraid it is 10,000 times more painful than death!

At this moment, the two people's spirits intersect, and the horrible impression that goes deep into the soul is also transmitted to Mu Qiu's spiritual realm, making him shiver.

An unspeakable sadness rose in the hearts of both people at the same time.

Lan approached Mu Qiu subconsciously and hugged him.