Manual of Space-Time Interference

In fact, a long, long time ago, before his traversal rules had not changed, Dialect always felt that he could do a lot of things, and the difference was whether he wanted to do it or not, and then he chose not to do it.

And later, after he crossed the rules and changed, he thought again, it was really stupid that he didn't do things before, and he must have been hammering his head at that time.

But now, you ask him how much more he can do about this, and he'll just give you a smile, take some tools, take Ramones with a robotic body, and rush to the dormant area slowly and numbly maintenance failure.

Sometimes I think about it carefully. In fact, the current state of travel is very good. I don’t need to think about going back, so I don’t have to worry about it. I don’t worry about how to travel back to a place more than 250 light-years away from the earth like now. back to earth.

Time makes people grow old, and experience makes people familiar. In fact, dialects have gradually understood a truth. Whether before or now, in front of a moat built by aliens, there is actually not much he can do.

Indifference or numbness, madness or despair, humaneness is, go with the flow...

...

"Good morning, Sir……"

A familiar sound of greeting came from the voice system of the nearby robot Ramos along with the lighting of the bridge lights. Dialect's eyes moved, and he murmured two words subconsciously, and then finally Struggling to open his eyes.

"Good morning, ha..." Dialect slapped Hache, and then subconsciously rolled over to the side.

"boom!"

"Ramons, how can I sleep in this **** hammock!" Dialect rubbed his **** and shouted loudly, seemingly very angry.

"Sir, you drank a little wine last night and insisted on sleeping on the hammock." Ramones replied briefly, making Dialect sitting on the ground stunned, then tilted his head and thought hard. .

It seems, is it really like this?

"Sir, your breakfast is ready. In view of your situation last night, I think you should need something light, so I boiled a little millet porridge." Ramones pointed to the steaming rice porridge next to him and said .

"hiss……"

There was a pain in the head, and the dialect hammered it with his hand twice, and then he felt that his head was much better, and then slowly propped up the ground, sat on the chair next to him, and slowly exhaled a few breaths, Some trembling picked up the spoon and ate it bit by bit.

"Ramons, your craftsmanship has improved a lot?" Dialect praised Ramones looking at him.

"Of course, what I should do is to make Mr. a happy mood. I used the vibration analyzer to analyze the state of each grain of rice in detail last night, and then selected the rice grains with similar states, and then based on different states. Let's adjust the heat and time of cooking, so as to prepare a more perfect breakfast for you." Ramons boasted, then looked at the dialect in front of him and drank the porridge.

"Oh! Mr., enjoying breakfast is not like you..." Ramones exaggeratedly said, but he didn't get a response, because the dialect at the moment seemed to be looking for something on the table.

"Sorry, I forgot this!" Ramones froze for a moment, then handed over a napkin in his hand.

"Rammons, you know I'm a rough man, and your porridge is actually pretty good." Dialect said while mopping, then stood up and sat down at a table next to him, holding a The pen, after opening a book, drew a horizontal line with a missing orthographic character on it.

"Sir, there is still half an hour before your work time. You have enough time to wash up. Oh, yes, I have already cleaned up yesterday's rubbish, and I have also replaced the light screen next to you that was broken by you. Got a new one." Ramones pointed to the new one next to him and continued.

"Thank you, Ramones!" Fang Yan replied softly, looking at the full orthographic characters in the book.

"Sorry sir, I didn't hear what you were saying just now?" Ramones asked suspiciously.

"Ramons, you don't need to use the honorific title of 'you' or call me Mr. You know, I have mentioned it many times." Dialect turned his head and said.

"I'm learning how to be a thinking human, sir, you know that in earth culture, respect for teachers and Tao is a traditional virtue." Ramones replied.

"As you please!" said the dialect, stood up, then clapped his hands, and walked towards the hatch on the side of the bridge, "I need you to help me list what I need to do today, and I will help you later. I'll put the tools together, my **** memory..."

Cursing and muttering to himself all the way, Dialect walked to the front of the cabin door and smiled slightly when he saw the green light on it. ,

"Good morning, Spark!"

"Good morning, dialect!"

...

"The power armor has been activated, all data are normal, the remaining energy is 90%, and the oxygen remaining 100%..."

With the constant prompting sound, the light screen in front of him also lit up in an instant. Dialect's head swayed left and right, and then turned back and beckoned, "Ramons, it's time to go!"

"Sir, I've been following behind you!" Ramones pushed a cart back behind him.

"The decompression in the cabin is completed, the power armor has turned on the magnetic restraint, and the hatch has been opened!" The hatch in front of him opened in an instant, Dialect sighed, and then lifted his foot and stepped out, followed by Ramones behind him. go up.

"Ramons, what is our job today?" Dialect asked.

"The first thing is to hibernate the K71 area of ​​Zone 1. We need to repair the damaged lines, replace one of the energy supply lines, and then repair the broken pipes inside." Ramones replied,

"Well, okay!" Fang Yan nodded, and then calmed down, walking in this quiet space, empty and dead, but he was used to it, because he had been walking on this road for two years... …

Fixing the problem in the dormant area first was the plan that Dialect came up with after a brief thought after cleaning up the bridge, because he knew that if he was alone, it would not be enough to carry this burden.

But even this first step ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seems extremely distant, despite the existence of Ramones...

"Good morning, Luo Qiao! Also, good morning, Li Jie!"

Dialect waved at the dormant warehouse lined up neatly next to him, with a smile on his face, as if he had also received greetings from Luo Qiao and Li Jie.

Perhaps out of selfishness, the first area that Dialect chose was the area of ​​Li Jie and Luo Qiao, or perhaps he just wanted to let them open their eyes again with his own efforts in the last time. .

"call……"

Dialect paused abruptly, and stood in the center of the road like this, his eyes constantly drifting over the dormant bins one after another.

"Sir, is there a problem?"

"Oh! No." Fang Yan returned to his senses and replied in a daze, then withdrew his erratic eyes, sighed and waved to the back,

"Ramons, keep up with me, it's time to work, I won't get paid if I don't work hard..."