"Haven't you figured out your name, little one?" A mechanical hand slapped on his shoulder, leaving no regenerated skin or flesh attached to it except for his head, and his mechanical muscles and pants that only covered the lower half of his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Lord Shu. He stood up and saluted respectfully, then sat back down, and continued to choose his name with a blank face.

Just like his cold behavior, he doesn't like the only three high-level mechanical lifeforms on this space station, and as for the reason, Shu is always like the kind of dazed teenager in the human race, who likes to expose his mechanical body that is more perfect than other mechanical lifeforms (such as himself). He always shows his popular side in front of himself.

This childish show-off technique made him feel scornful, and of course, what he hated the most was the neglect of his own name.

"Little guy, just born with such a blank look, it's really not cute. He sat across from him, not looking to leave immediately, which made him even more irritated by the fact that he was still picking out his name, and decided not to bear it any longer.

"Master Shu, I have to correct you, I am not called 'little one'. In his low, magnetic voice, he emphasized:

"Although my survival time is just over a month based on the time I left the cultivation chamber, if you look at the survival age of the high-grade rare ore that made my chips, my survival time is 1358935 years, 6 months and 28 days. He also snorted proudly and added:

"Longer than you can survive. ”

"......" looked at the proud person opposite him with embarrassment, and then touched his nose in a wry manner, muttering: "I really didn't expect that there would be a little guy with this kind of character, I don't know what he will become when he grows up." ”

"I'm sorry, but allow me to correct you again. Seeing the helplessness of the person opposite, he felt a somewhat strange and strange sense of satisfaction, which made his emotional system a little excited: "We don't have such a thing as 'growing up'. ”

He closed the light curtain of the name selection information in front of him, called up his most basic data, and pointed out the height column: "My height is 187 cm, and there is no need to increase." It's more appropriate to be strong than growing up. He looked at the man across from him with his arms crossed, waiting for him to pick him up.

"......" was stunned for a few seconds, wiped his face, and retreated silently, muttering as he walked: "The little guy who has just completed the moon is so difficult to provoke. He was worried about his life for the next six months: "How can this be taught?"

He was not happy to sit in his position and win, he was disappointed that his guide was so easy to deal with, and maybe it would be more effective to learn by himself in the future. Of course, before that he had to think of his name.

However, in fact, the reality was not as he expected, and after half a month, the adaptation period of the newborn body ended, and before he could choose a name, Shu had already casually called him: "How about you call Keynes?"

"I don't agree!" he had read the entire list of interstellar names: "I don't like this kind of uninspiring, casual name." "There are at least millions of people in the entire interstellar world who call such ordinary names, how can he choose?

"Then what do you want to call it?" Shu Zhen had never met such a bad child.

"I didn't think about it, but I already had a choice. "He's narrowed down his options infinitely, that's a fact.

"Oh. After thinking about it, it is rare for a person of the same kind with such a high-level completion body to have such a personality, so it is better to listen to his opinion: "Tell me about the range of your choices." ”

"¥#·#¥, Eiffel Malucargill Drus, ¥#·#, Ninini Salutaki......"

Listening dumbfounded, there was not only a strange language that he couldn't understand, but also a name that was so weird that it was incredibly long, and the most terrifying thing was that the little guy in front of him had signed up for half an hour before it was over.

Shu's expression has gone from stunned, to expressionless, to powerless to complain, irritable and unbearable.

"Stop!"

He stopped for some reason, there were still a thousand names unannounced, and he thought that in another half a month he would definitely choose the one he thought was the most suitable from these names.

Shu walked in front of him a few steps and used the guide permission to open his system light curtain panel.

He raised an eyebrow, not knowing what Shu was going to do, to help himself choose a name, it would be better if he was willing to offer some help, although he suspected that Shu's taste might not be adopted.

He was still thinking about it, and he took advantage of his distraction and quickly registered his name on his system: Keynes.

"What are you doing?" he was furious.

"Correcting your bad habits, little ghost, of course! As he spoke, he locked his name with high-level permissions: "If it drags on any longer, it won't be good for your permissions!"

"I don't agree! you're using the authority of the facilitator, I have the right to ......."

In the face of his protests, Shu opted for violent repression.

His name was identified as: Keynes.

When he woke up again, everything was still strange.

Strange people, strange planets, strange everything, and strange yourself.

"Still can't remember who you are?" a tall middle-aged man walked over, he was the owner of the rough mine voice that day, his name was Deya.

He shook his head.

"It's really hard. The man scratched his hair, it was really too difficult to raise a person in the D-level civilization mineral star, but such a small and delicate-looking child, he really couldn't bear to give it to those people, even if he wanted to, he knew what the outcome would be if he was handed over to those rich wolves.

But it is really ...... to ask him for money to sell those life-saving protective clothing and equipment on his body

The boy seemed to see his hesitation, he moved his still aching body, took off his protective suit quite quickly, handed it to Deya, and said respectfully:

"For you, please take me in. ”

He can't remember his name, but he still retains some common sense, and he knows his situation even more, it doesn't matter who he is, the important thing is that he has to live.

Deya is a good man, he used the money from the sale of high-grade protective clothing to get him a mining star identification card, and the rest was used to buy potions for him to heal his injuries and store some food.

He looked at the shabby identification card inlaid with low-level chips in his hand. This is his legal proof of this D-class mineral star, and the IB15234 printed on it is his identity and name.

This made him feel a little irritated and humiliated inexplicably. Of course, what annoyed him the most was a boy who was seven or eight years older than himself, who was responsible for taking care of him and recuperating from his injuries, but he was extremely noisy:

"I don't even remember my name, what a poor little ghost!" he rubbed his head, he remembered that this was the man who had sold what was on him, called Sharai.

He does not speak, nor does Charai be idle:

"How about I give you a name?"

Seeing him frowning, the young man's interest was even higher: "Our mineral star produces all kinds of metals, the most is gold, how about naming you with this?"

"Gold, gold mines, vaults, gold nuggets, you choose one. ”

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Thanks to Jinse 2008 for giving away two monthly passes, thanks to Mo Yexiang for giving peace charms, and thanks to Xi Mo Moyi for giving away monthly passes, thank you! )