Luo Binhan hasn't worn this closed protective suit for a while. He was used to exposing his skin and respiratory tract to all kinds of strange stars, and there didn't seem to be any immediate ill effects. He didn't know if it was because of the mild environment in those places, or if the spring water Jing Huang gave him to drink had some additional effects.
But now the good days are gone. Yaleriga requires ∈ to protect him according to the highest standards, even if it is an item that seems unnecessary. She even seemed reluctant to let Luo Binhan leave the Silence, but after some consideration she still allowed him to go out on patrol with Momolo - but he must be with Momolo at all times.
Her attitude really made Luo Binhan feel a little nervous. But to be honest, he still wanted to go out and have a look. The long closed life in Silence and the thinking about the whereabouts of Upsilon made him mentally depressed, and he urgently needed a wider space to stretch out.
The planet met his needs in most ways. An asteroid covered in phosphorous soil, with water, carbon, an atmosphere, and a star that's too far away. When Silence landed on its surface, ∈ announced that he calculated that they would face at least fifty hours of darkness, which meant that they probably wouldn't be able to see the sunrise here.
Luo Binhan has no objection to this. He was so wrapped up that even operating the sub-cabin pilot was a bit difficult. So this time, Momolo was piloted, and he was responsible for observing the reaction of the spacecraft explorer. They passed through a relatively flat sea of blue grass, and then a complex jungle-like landscape covered with various plants. Most of the plants here look like expanded and enlarged plants, and they all emit a psychedelic light in the dark.
The dim light produced by phosphorus is beautiful: some emanate from the roots of plants, like crystal works of art placed under the spotlight; some are filled with lantern-like plump and reddish fruits, with lava-like slurry flowing inside; Some only glow on their markings and protrusions, looking exactly like some kind of deep-sea parasitic animal. More than these is a fluorescent blue weed with a slightly yellowish tip - Luo Binhan called it this just because it is the most common. They reached about his waist, and although they were as slender as reed pipes, they always stood up straight and clustered together like clumps of bamboo. When the sub-cabin aircraft passed by, they were slightly swayed by the airflow, and even burned into bluish white flames on the grass tips. All these scenes are dreamlike, but they all look cold. What Luo Binhan was particularly concerned about was that this luminous forest was extremely quiet. Except for the humid and misty wind that occasionally shook the plants, he did not find any creatures that could move independently. There were no mammals, birds, or even insects; it seemed like there were only sparkling plants.
This phenomenon aroused a certain degree of vigilance in Luo Binhan. His biology class wasn't very good either, but at least he understood that plants alone couldn't form a long-term balanced system in his home system. Is it feasible elsewhere? He was not sure, so he had to ask Momolo for advice. Although Momolo did not give him a definite answer, he assured him that these plants were not some huge evil life forms with collective consciousness, waiting to capture and digest intruders at any time. They are as beautiful and harmless as they appear, dotting the planet with a cold light that lacks heat.
This is the good news provided by his partner. The bad news is that they have not found any traces of Upsilon on the planet. Momolo failed to sense the existence of any of his own kind, and the detectors in the sub-cabin and the automatic reconnaissance robot released by Yaleriga also found nothing - perhaps it cannot be said that they found nothing. Once, the automatic reconnaissance robot was on a certain coast. After discovering traces that looked like footprints, Yaleriga immediately sent the photos to the sub-cabin aircraft and told them to pay attention to any possible creatures. However, it turned out that it was just unnecessary worry after all. The almost perfectly circular footprints obviously did not belong to Upsilon or his spaceship, and most of the traces had been erased. ∈ It is speculated that it has existed on this planet for several months. Even if the time flow rate difference between different star layers is calculated, it probably has nothing to do with Upsilon.
Luo Binhan was curious who the footprints might be. Momolo gave him seven or eight potential answers, ranging from a satyr-troll hybrid with slightly deformed hooves to a portable bouncing walker. He claimed that these things would all create similar traces, but none of them should be present on the Old Galactic Front. This matter is inevitably a bit strange, but since Momoluo guarantees that none of the above-mentioned creatures can withstand the power of the Silverstone Giant, Luo Binhan no longer worries about this.
They spent more time wandering than they really needed to patrol, and in the end they even slipped out of the sub-cabin aircraft together and lay down in the dimly fluorescent sea of blue grass. The helmet part of the protective suit stopped Luo Binhan from picking up grass, so he could only lie on his back. He saw countless streaks of fire burning in the night sky, countless planets rotating, and countless pairs of beast eyes blinking. There are some haloes of different shapes mixed between the large and small eyes. One of them is shaped like a galaxy, but the colors are particularly gorgeous.
"Mr. Luo," said Momolo, who was lying next to him, "are you feeling better now?"
Luo Binhan agreed blankly, and then asked: "What's wrong with me?"
"Because you seem to be in a bad mood recently. I think if you come out for some air, you will definitely feel better. Senior Upsilon said that everyone is a species that needs to stay close to the sun."
Luo Binhan was moved by the concern shown in his words, so he did not fool his loyal and reliable traveling companion with any words. He just agreed a little sleepily, vaguely remembering that he couldn't actually get close to the sun, whether trying to photosynthesize or take a sun bath at close range. He also wanted to find the moon of this planet, but it was too small to be able to capture a companion satellite for himself.
He lay in the pile of cold and glowing fibers and thought wildly. In the hazy sky, the stars seemed to become extremely close. The starlight melted in his eyes, turning into an indistinguishable mixture of colors. It reminded him of the mixed paint trays in art class. It's basically the inevitable result every time he paints watercolors. Zhou Yu was still alive at that time. As a future painter, her works were always posted in art classrooms as excellent examples. Luo Binhan was particularly familiar with her gloomy and slender painting style, and he could recognize it without looking at her signature. One of his great entertainments in art class was to try every possible means to prove that the thing Zhou Yu painted was Zhou Yu, even if it looked like a simple dead tree or a dim rainbow.
Zhou Yu. He thought idly about the girl. Zhou Yu can be said to be an undisputed beauty, even if she is placed next to Yaleriga, but she is neither very popular with the same sex, nor is she very popular with the opposite sex. She lives alone like an alien, and it seems that she always makes others run away because of the alien aura. What did Zhou Wenxing say about her? "Witch". "Descendants of Jing Zu". Does that mean Zhou Yu has some kind of super power? Luo Binhan found that he was not surprised at all, perhaps because Zhou Yu had given people the impression that her mother had disappeared long ago, and she lived alone with her lonely and old father in the suburbs that could not be reached by bus. She often said some strange and surprising things. The words are creepy (but always when Zhou Yu is not present). When she disappeared, Luo Binhan even suspected that her family was involved in some kind of cult, but now Zhou Wenxing said she was a witch.
What if she really is a witch? Luo Binhan pondered this matter. Can she escape death? Can you turn into some kind of wandering soul, spirit or sunlight after death? How he hoped that the weird female painter could also become a beam of light at the end of some galaxy. Although Luo Binhan regarded her as a female ghost and a beast when she was alive, now he is willing to run to any remote corner of the universe so that she can listen to Greetings from him and Zhou Yu.
Thinking about it almost made him a little teary-eyed. At this time, the melting starlight began to squirm in his field of vision. The most brilliant strip of light danced like a wave, and Luo Binhan couldn't describe its specific color - it could simply be said to be black and colorful.
"Luo Binhan." It said from a distance. The sound is as light as the fluttering wings of a butterfly.
Luo Binhan felt the blood pouring all over his body. That was undoubtedly Zhou Yu's voice.
