If you look at it from God's perspective, the little bird-like aerospace ship dexterously adjusts its flight posture and gradually synchronizes with the Kot Star Port.
The next moment, the aerospace ship was like a particle of dust attracted by a magnet. With a swish, it fell straight to a platform in the star port. Three thick claw-like brackets instantly poked out of the aerospace ship, accurately The ground covers the raised columns on the platform.
The landing of the aerospace ship caused a slight shaking, which made Wu Mo come back to his senses from his daze. He raised his head and looked at the crew cabin without focus, and then looked at the holographic window. The scene revealed, the exquisite all-metal structures that caught his eye, opened his perspective and thinking like a revelation.
"The degradation of the Kot people was deliberately done by the empire!"
Immigrating to such a Dharma-ending planet has created a completely closed and worthless medieval human group. What are the intentions of those gentlemen who slap their foreheads?
Why did the immigrant ancestors of the Kot people come here?
Various pictures came to Wu Mo's mind.
The beautiful star port, the majestic spaceship, the neat and simple Luming City, the Meiji Town surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the chattering mecha squad. . .
The dilapidated yard, simple furniture, homemade fishing nets, and the three-piece set that never left my body: a knife, an ax and a hammer. . . Until the mother was lying on the hospital bed, but in the memory, there was only a vague outline of my father's face.
Hunger, cold, hesitation and helplessness are the main themes of these scenes.
As long as the light of human civilization leaks out from the fingers and shines on Kurt and Meiji, I will never have such a miserable life.
Wu Mo rested his arms on his arms, trying hard to hide his slightly red eyes.
The big dreamer wakes up.
Inadvertently, he broke the inertia of life and reshaped the trajectory of his life.
Wu Mo had no thoughts about his ancestors from hundreds of years ago.
The ancestors of more than ten generations combined could not compare to the status of his parents in Wu Mo's heart.
Even if he thinks about it with his buttocks, he understands very well that the ancestors of the Kot people are definitely a bunch of disgraced people at the bottom of society. Their respective lives must have had all kinds of dissatisfaction, which is why they have come to this helpless place. The star of the end of cultivation is hidden in this corner forgotten by human civilization.
Back then, they probably just earned their living.
Wu Mo still didn't understand at this moment. Not to mention that the Kot star lacked aura and even lacked technological civilization. How could he still earn a living?
If you were in the same situation as they were at that time, would you also have no other choice?
Forget it, forget it, the son does not discuss the ancestors.
It is not too late to explore these issues later.
The beautiful arc of the star scene gradually enlarged and occupied Wu Mo's entire imagination.
"I'm leaving Kurt. I love Kurt. It's because of love that I choose to leave temporarily."
You can't feel that deep attachment until the moment of separation.
The primitive planet in front of him was not only the birthplace of Wu Mo, but also the burial place of his parents.
"Mom and Dad, please stay well first and don't worry about the vicissitudes and wind and rain I will go through. Wait for me and I will turn this place into the most beautiful paradise on earth."
For parents in heaven, being able to get better and better is the biggest and best sacrifice to them.
Wu Mo's mood calmed down a bit, and he shook his head vigorously to get rid of those 100,000 whys from his mind.
We can’t bear to look back on the wasted years of the past. The only serious thing to do is cherish the present and look forward to the future.
"You must have an optical brain that can answer questions!"
This has become Wu Mo's most urgent need at present, even more than his desire for cultivation.
There is so much missing common sense, and if you want to keep up with the pace of the technological age, you have to make up for it.
While he was thinking about it, Wu Mo suddenly felt that the platform for the space ship to land at the port began to sink slowly. It turned out that this was an elevator?
Be good, don't you? How many stories high are the skyships, you just want to accept them?
The elevator only dropped a few meters in height before stopping. Then, a thin metal plate popped up from the side wall. The mercury spread out like a waterfall, and it fit perfectly with the hull of the aerospace ship. The ground got stuck together.
A rectangular tubular interface cracked out from the top of the elevator, and when it was gently explored upward, it was facing the hatch at the bottom of the space ship.
With a slight vibration, the interface tightly locked the space ship. At this time, even a rookie like Wu Mo knew that the connection process was successfully completed.
"This ship has landed at Cote Star Port, and the disembarkation process will begin within thirty seconds."
Wu Mo's spirit perked up, but was his dream of reaching the moon in the sky about to come true?
However, twisting left and right, he found that the arms on his chest had not been released. Looking at the crowd, all of them were old gods sitting in their seats.
"Aren't you about to disembark? Why don't you lift your arms?"
Wu Mo's hand that originally held Si Wenjun unconsciously grabbed it, but without thinking, it was empty. Only then did he realize that at some point, Si Wenjun's tender little hand had retracted.
He glanced at Si Wenjun with some surprise, and saw the expressionless face, looking like he was far away. He hesitated for a while, then swallowed his saliva when facing the white little hand so close at hand. , and finally did not dare to pursue it any further.
At this moment, he just remembered the smooth and greasy taste when playing with it, and he felt like there was a cat's claw scratching in his heart.
Wu Mo finally realized something was wrong and scratched his head awkwardly, feeling a little confused.
"It seems like I didn't do anything? Why does Sister Si Si seem to be angry?"
They say a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. Not to mention a newbie like Wu Xiaobai, even a veteran who has rolled through thousands of flowers, sometimes can't hold a creature like a woman.
It's always okay to talk.
Wu Mo turned his head to Si Wenjun, forced out a flattering smile, and asked flatteringly,
"Sister Si Si, what should we do next?"
Everyone can hear the fawning tone in that tone.
Si Wenjun rolled his eyes at him, and the charming look in his eyes made Brother Zhu Wu Mo's little heart beat wildly.
Perhaps Wu Mo's proactive flattery worked, Si Wenjun's expression softened slightly, he nodded and replied,
"All actions follow orders."
Playing the role of a princess? nonexistent.
If she, Si Wenjun, couldn't come down even if she was given a step, she must have water in her head.
We have to give the people around me a dose of strong medicine.
Si Wenjun turned slightly, lowered his voice, and added seriously,
"I'm warning you, put away your free and undisciplined virtues. Once you set foot on the star port, it means entering the interstellar navigation process. From beginning to end, this is a completely militarized process. If you don't obey the instructions, there will be no People will spoil you, and you will be put into an isolation capsule and thrown into space to fend for yourself."
Wu Mo was obviously frightened and asked stammering,
"Listen, listen, listen to who?"
Can any cat or dog give orders to me?
Si Wenjun tilted his head and was startled, then he realized what he was doing.
"This is a real country bumpkin!"
She stretched out her scallion-like fingers, tapped Wu Mo's shoulder, and said with a sweet smile,
"Whose orders do you listen to? Listen to the ones with bare brains, listen to the captain, listen to those with military ranks here, listen to those in military uniforms, listen to me, listen to him, no matter who orders, you have to follow them one by one!"
Unfortunately, it hits the mark.
My right to speak? My human rights? If they ask me to die or harm myself, should I do it obediently?
Wu Mo had a sad face and was about to save himself, but before he could make a move, the arms on his chest had cracked open, and the synthesized voice issued the command again,
"Everyone is here, line up, and leave the cabin one by one."
Wu Mo followed the others and stood up awkwardly, shaking his shoulders. He took half a step forward when he was grabbed by Si Wenjun. Although Xiao Nizi's voice was as loud as a mosquito's, it was clearly audible from far and near in the silent crew cabin.
"Still want to fight for the right? Believe it or not, I can fight for you! Just stand still and go according to the seat number."
With a happy face on his face, Si Wenjun's hand on Wu Mo's arm slipped down and curled into Wu Mo's hand seemingly unintentionally, arrogantly exercising the rights of a real doctor.
"Master..."
Wu Mo was about to say a few cruel words, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the snickering of several people next to him, and he swallowed the words alive. He looked up again and saw everyone around him, standing solemnly beside their seats. Everyone was holding back their laughter, and it was very hard for them to endure it.
Don’t you know if you are laughing at yourself? Or are you laughing at Goddess Sisi's occasional words about tigers and wolves?
He held his tender little hand and stood obediently in front of Si Wenjun.
If there is a person who you can't even match up to a finger even with all your strength, you probably won't have any negative emotions, only envy will be left.
Except for a few people here, that's probably the case.
That sudden shower of divine grace greatly improved Wu Mo's image. Unknowingly, the seeds of closeness had been quietly planted in everyone's minds.
