Luo Binhan was in a daze in the bridge room before Jing Huang returned to the Silence. Of course he knew that Marin had followed Uona, but Marin in his head began to automatically talk to him.
"Brother, look at you now." Marin in his fantasy said, "This is the consequence of staying here and not leaving. You almost helped a perverted murderer blow up the entire planet, and you almost went to jail. To What now? There is a man-eating star that wants to be your friend! Are you satisfied?"
"Fuck me." Luo Binhan said.
"That's definitely not going to work. You know, right? No matter what the purpose of that thing is, you definitely don't want to see it a second time. So let's take off the spaceship and run away now, understand? Run! Run far away! Don’t hang out with crazy people!”
Marin's wailing was so real that it took Luo Binhan a while to realize that it came from his own mouth.
He held his head in despair and thought. Momolo was beside him and patted his back thoughtfully.
"Mr. Luo, drink some water and calm down."
Luo Binhan took the water glass. He asked Momolo: "Old Mo, what do you think I look like?"
"Mr. Luo looks very human." Momolo said soothingly.
Luo Binhan choked and said: "Then what the hell is this inhuman thing pestering me for!"
Jing Huang returned to the bridge room while he was complaining to Momolo. The latter threw off the straps on his body with a disgusting gesture, threw his helmet on the chair, then glanced at Luo Binhan's face and said, "What are you doing?"
"What do you think I did?" Luo Binhan said angrily, "Some pervert is harassing me!"
"...Just ignore it."
Jing Huang said matter-of-factly, seemingly not taking this matter to heart at all. That attitude inevitably made Luo Binhan feel that his personal safety had been seriously slighted.
"What should I do if he harasses me next time?"
"You'll be fine if you stay on the boat. I told you not to run out."
"What about Lao Mo's brother?"
"Just keep chasing. Most of the areas here are absolutely inaccessible. There are only so many areas that can be found. If that guy hadn't followed An's route and gone outside the territory, he would have found traces in the end."
"Then what if I can't find it?"
Jing Huang was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "If it doesn't work, just look for the star..."
"Aren't you still fucking harassing me?"
"It's none of your business. If it doesn't work, go find the body of that thing and force it to tell the intelligence department what it knows. That guy would stay in a place like this to hunt people passing by, probably because the body is trapped in trouble. It’s somewhere. Although it will definitely take a lot of effort to find it, you don’t have to worry about where it can go.”
"Isn't it a star? How big is it? Can you burn it?"
Jing Huang's expression showed that he disdained to answer this question. Luo Binhan couldn't say whether Jing Huang could burn even the smallest planet to ashes. He couldn't even imagine a fire that could burn out Lihai City. But no matter what, it is definitely not an easy task, otherwise Jing Huang would have done it long ago.
Luo Binhan began to waver again. He knew what he was thinking. When Marin in his fantasy tried his best to persuade him to run away, it meant that another completely opposite point of view was also tugging at him. He admitted that the dream of the Demon Star was terrifying, but at the end of the dream he vaguely noticed something unusual. Luo Binhan couldn't say exactly what it was, but he did feel a dangerous curiosity about it, like a cat locked in a house staring at an open screen window. Behind that is a mysterious sky and a vast world, but what is under the window? It might be the solid ground, or it might be the twentieth floor in the sky. He had no idea where fate had placed him.
He didn't want to think about such futile things. So he just asked Jing Huang: "Why on earth does that thing want to be friends with me?"
Jing Huang opened his mouth slightly, paused for a few seconds, and said, "How do I know?"
"Then do you think it understands the word the same as we do?"
"You go ask it."
Luo Binhan didn't answer for a moment. After a few seconds everyone started staring at him. Luo Binhan said guiltily: "What?"
"Hey, you're not really going to ask, are you?"
Luo Binhan immediately wanted to deny it, but what came out when he blurted out was: "How did you get it done?"
"Thinking nothing is enough. That thing reacts based on what you are thinking at that moment. If you stop thinking, it has no way of knowing your past."
Luo Binhan stared at him and asked, "Then do you think I can do it?"
"Fuck you."
Luo Binhan didn't intend to turn himself into a madman with a mental breakdown. The matter could only end here, but Jing Huang did not just walk away. He stood in front of Luo Binhan and stared at him very unhappy. Luo Binhan was used to his expression. He tapped him with the toe of his shoe and said, "What are you watching me do?"
"...It's not impossible for you to negotiate with that thing."
Luo Binhan suddenly raised his head and stared at him with bright eyes. Jing Huang said in a reluctant and procrastinating tone: "That thing is just a radio wave. It was originally created to clean up intelligent creatures in a large area. Compared with its design prototype, this artificial creation is nothing at all." What harm does it do? Unless you come into contact with its body, all it can do is mental interference. Although it is fatal to mortal creatures, you happen to be an exception - no matter what method it uses to scare you, it is It’s impossible to truly eliminate you.”
Luo Binhan was simply flattered by Jing Huang's words. He touched his chin and looked down at his body, but he didn't see anything special about himself. His body may be different because of the water from the red spring, but what does that have to do with his spiritual will? In the dream, he was still being manipulated by the monster.
"Am I that strong-willed?" he asked doubtfully.
"Fart." Jing Huang said, "There is a mechanism in your head that can just restrain it. Once you have the idea of committing suicide, you will be forced to break away from its control. If this kind of repeated contact is too many times, I am afraid that it will be the opposite. It will attract other things, so it cannot attack you infinitely - but that mechanism will only be triggered when you are about to die. Otherwise, it will not stop it from doing anything it wants to do to you, even if I can peel off your toes and let you eat them, do you understand me?"
Luo Binhan looked at Jing Huang in surprise as he spoke faster. He thought seriously for a while and asked reluctantly: "Are my thoughts so poisonous?"
"...It's something someone else put in your head."
"Who is so perverted?" Luo Binhan clapped his leg and asked, "Did Fake do it? That bald head looks like he is not a serious person!"
Jing Huang seemed too lazy to talk to him, and Luo Binhan took this as acquiescence. Perhaps this was the spiritual compensation provided to him by Fake as a fellow villager of Jinghuang (the "hometown" that was not very recognized). Thinking of this, Luo Binhan accepted it with peace of mind. He suddenly felt a strong urge.
"Why don't you let me give it a try?" He plucked up the courage to say, and not surprisingly, he saw Momolo and ∈ both shaking their heads. However, Jing Huang didn't say anything. He stared at Luo Binhan silently until Yaleriga also walked into the bridge room and asked him if he wanted to continue setting sail.
"You decide for yourself." Jing Huang said.
Luo Binhan finally had to make his own decision. He thought that he had brought the Silence here - of course, he could not be considered as the one who brought it here. In fact, he thought that Jing Huang's idea was not moved by him at all - but this time he had no one else's opinions to refer to. . He had to decide for himself: How much risk was it worth taking to find Upsilon as quickly as possible?
He couldn't help but grab Momolo's hand and said with emotion: "Fuck me."
Half an hour later, Luo Binhan put on protective clothing again and walked out of the Silence, accompanied by Jing Huang, who looked gloomy, and Momoluo, who held on to him. On the way, he shook his hands desperately, but he couldn't get rid of Momolo, whose eyes were filled with tears.
"Mr. Luo, it's ready!"
Momoluo's whole body radiated brilliant light of the Holy Glory, and he shouted excitedly, "Please don't sacrifice yourself for Senior Upsilon! Senior will definitely be sad if you do this!"
Luo Binhan also shouted with tears in his eyes: "Old Mo, please turn off the fucking lights!"
They entangled all the way to the grass, until Jing Huang couldn't bear it anymore and kicked them down.
"No noise is allowed." Jing Huang said, "Look up!"
Luo Binhan looked at the stars dizzily. He saw the familiar and twisted rotating starry sky again. The blue world gradually became colorful, and an unnatural wind swirled above the grass.
He turned his head and saw Momolo lying next to him turned into a stone statue again. The cold gray head suddenly turned around, and the crack at the corner of his mouth stretched across his cheeks.
"Hello, mortal." It said with a wild smile.
