The shock wave that lasted for more than half a month finally stopped.
In the universe, countless spaceships crashed, countless lives disappeared, and even stars were destroyed as a result.
Fortunately, the Pegasus star cluster is far enough away.
Small meteorites were swept away, and the planet G523 was also damaged by geomagnetism and deviated from its orbit by tens of thousands of miles.
Mo Chen woke up from his coma and looked around. Not far away was the spaceship that had fallen less than three meters away from him. He stretched out his hands to look around, then stood up and jumped.
There was no covering on her fair body, and even the slave collar around her neck was split in two.
A long while.
Mo Chen's worldview collapsed! Broken all over the ground.
"Am I crazy? Or is the world crazy?"
No protective clothing, no oxygen packs, living safe and sound on the empty Death Star.
Apart from being a little cold, there was no discomfort at all.
Is it possible? Is the end of science really theology?
Mo Chen's expression changed drastically. He couldn't believe what he had experienced on the Death Star. His mind was buzzing...
"Just stay alive, just stay alive."
At this moment, he still doesn't know where it is, but the root of everything lies in that seed.
He didn't know whether to cry or laugh. If it weren't for the seeds, he would already be a handful of yellow sand. It is said that the rich rely on technology and the poor rely on mutation.
Hope...I am still a human being!
Huh~huh~huh~
A strong wind passed by, and the dust was cold and painful.
His stomach was churning, and a strong sense of hunger came over him. Mo Chen was delighted, otherwise he would have really doubted whether he was still a carbon-based creature.
Although there was no one on the Death Star, Mo Chen still maintained the most basic shyness, covered the key points with his hands, and strolled towards the spacecraft.
"Clang."
The thick hatch was opened by Mo Chen with his bare hands, and a strong smell of ammonia came from inside, which was similar to the smell of a toilet and choked the tip of his nose.
Inside the spaceship, it was very dark.
The emergency lights flickered on and off, making it difficult to see clearly. There were sounds of electricity, dripping water, and the bending and creaking of the skeleton. It was probably the internal damage to the spacecraft caused by the crash.
Walking along the passage, there is only the echo of footsteps in the more than 100 meters of passage.
Climbing up the hanging ladder, the huge control room was empty. I casually covered my lower body with the scarf on the chair to avoid being exposed continuously.
"Pegasus' spaceship."
There is a picture of Pegasus on the control panel, with the waist of a bucket, a pig-like nose, and a scale the size of a fingernail on his forehead.
In the lower left corner of the photo, there are a few words written in Pegasus script.
"It's a pity that the protective clothing is broken, otherwise we can translate it and see what it says."
After fiddling with the console, Mo Chen turned his head and looked at the emergency device without giving up, trying to send a rescue signal to the earth through it. Unfortunately, it was also damaged.
What happened?
Mo Chen was puzzled. Even a magnetic storm couldn't possibly destroy all the instruments in the spacecraft.
And, what about the people in the spaceship?
There was a control room, photos, and daily necessities. This was not an unmanned spaceship, and the hatch was closed from the inside out. He had already searched most of the spacecraft, and he didn't even see a ghost.
Only the cargo hold on the negative floor is left.
Looking at the dark ground floor, for safety reasons, Mo Chen retreated to the first floor, found an iron rod from the corner, and forced open the weapons room door.
In the weapons room, laser weapons, magnetic bombs, armors, etc. are all available, as well as a few rare cold weapons.
I picked a pair of armor that fit well and was made of fairly hard material. I also picked up the large swords piled in the corner and felt a lot more at ease.
It's not that he doesn't like laser weapons, it's just that he can't use them at all.
Weapons are the iron fists of major civilizations. In order to prevent them from being stolen and imitated by other civilizations, except for cold weapons, other weapons are equipped with genetic recognition and cannot be used by aliens.
"Sure enough, the information system in the armor is broken."
Unable to image or identify, the armor's function feels like it has returned to the cold weapon era.
There was no light, and he could only see half a meter away. Mo Chen could only lean against the wall, crouch slightly, hold the sword tightly in both hands, and slowly walk down the hanging ladder.
"Huh~ I hope I'm overthinking it."
It's quiet on the first floor, maybe because it's on the ground floor and feels a little sticky when you step on it.
Five or six minutes later, Mo Chen came to the cargo door. Looking through the faint light, he saw that the door was opened to a foot-wide gap with green liquid stained on it.
To enter or not to enter?
There are various signs that the cargo hold is absolutely unsafe, and the Pegasus people in the spacecraft are very likely to die inside.
After Mo Chen struggled for a while, he decided to go in.
Even if he returns to the base, he is still Prisoner No. 6583 of the Pegasus. If the equipment in the base is damaged like the spaceship, then he will be trapped and die on this planet.
And in the cargo bay, there might be something that can repair the ship, and then we can escape from the Death Star.
If you do it, there is still a glimmer of hope, but if you don't do it, you will definitely be in despair.
After making up his mind, Mo Chen hid on one side of the hatch and used an iron rod to slowly pry open the hatch on the other side. When the gap was one person wide, he knocked hard on the hatch.
"Dang~dang~"
The symphony of ironware caused the cabin door to vibrate, and the sound was transmitted through the sealed cabin, deafening.
To alert a snake is to alert the things inside. If the hidden danger is a living thing, a narrow gap can just play a restrictive role.
Sure enough, when the second knocking sound fell, Mo Chen clearly noticed that there was a creature panting in the cargo hold.
Two blue eyes flashed in the darkness, and the footsteps on all fours were as rapid as raindrops, clanking on the floor.
Close, getting closer.
Chance!
At the moment when the creature was about to rush out of the gap, Mo Chen exerted force on his wrist, and the sword suddenly flashed downwards with a burst of white light.
"sulfuric acid!"
There was a ringing sound in his ears, his arms were slightly numb, and the veins on his right arm popped out. He pressed his left hand on his right arm, and his whole body jumped into the air, applying pressure with the help of his body weight.
The sword flashed across, and a few streaks of blood floated in the air. The creature that smelled the fishy smell became ferocious, twisting its body crazily, trying to break free from the crack of the door, and beating the hatch with its steel-hard tail.
Mo Chen's whole body was tense, big beads of sweat followed one after another, all the muscles were tied together, his blood was gushing, and he kept swinging the knife downwards.
The creature has a ferocious face, a wolf head and one eye, and sharp teeth that open and close, trying to bite the two-legged man in front of it.
The sharp claws almost kicked out sparks, and his eyes were extremely anxious. His head was being chopped off repeatedly with a knife, but he couldn't touch the other person. Who can understand this kind of pain.
The hatch gradually loosened, and just as the wolf-headed creature was about to rush out, Mo Chen's eyes became fierce. He looked for the right moment, picked up the iron rod on the ground, and stabbed it into the wolf-headed creature's open mouth.
'Ouch~~'
The wolf-headed creature's eyes trembled, its anus suddenly tightened, and its open mouth no longer had the strength to close, and it completely lost its breath after half a minute.
Stretching his arm out from the creature's mouth, he was exhausted with great strength, but he did not dare to rest. He picked up the big knife on the ground and looked at the cargo hold warily.
A few minutes later, Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the iron rod out of the creature's body. As soon as he moved, the body of the wolf-headed creature trembled slightly.
Mo Chen limply slumped on the ground, his eyes were slightly closed, his mouth and nose were floating up and down rhythmically, Mo Chen's brows were slightly raised, and the subtle light in the space carried a magical power that entered his body along with his breathing.
It was like rainwater fell into the desert and was completely absorbed by the cracked sand before it had time to flow. Mo Chen's face relaxed and his whole body felt warm, as if he was lying in a hot spring pool drinking ice-cold soda in the cold winter.
Within half an hour, Mo Chen jumped up suddenly, feeling indescribably comfortable all over his body. Not only was his physical fitness restored to its original state, but his strength also increased dramatically.
"What is that shimmer? Can it also increase strength?"
Mo Chen was confused.
He felt less and less like a human being.
