What's going on?

Chen Mulin frantically wanted to struggle, but he was squeezed to death, it was very difficult to move, and it was difficult to scream.

Chen Mulin was in a predicament, and the barrage was lively.

[Barrage: This is the airbag of the Mars rover?]

[Barrage: If I'm not mistaken, the anchor's head seems to hit the box.] 】

[Barrage: You won't be suffocated alive, right?]

[Barrage: Don't worry, the anchor is the protagonist and it's not so easy to die, by the way, I'm the author.] 】

[Barrage: Get out, bullshit author, now that people's lives are at stake, don't joke casually. 】

[Barrage: Hahahahaha......haha

[Barrage: This is hilarious. 】

……

Due to the rapid expansion of the tent, it seemed to hit the switch of the box again, the tent was instantly deflated, and the defenseless Chen Mulin was almost thrown and.

If it weren't for the fact that it would take time to be deflated, he stretched out his hands to support him as he fell, and almost hit his head on the box again.

Chen Mulin sat back in the driver's seat, gasping frantically, almost suffocating to death just now.

"Is this a percussion switch?"

Chen Mulin picked up the box, not daring to push too hard, for fear of touching the switch again.

After studying it for a while, I really didn't understand it, so I put the box away and decided to try again tomorrow.

He glanced at the time, it was midnight on Mars, and it was already late.

looked at the live broadcast room again, and the screen was full of barrages.

Chen Mulin was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly and said: "Ahem, there was an accident just now, fortunately, I figured out the general purpose of this box, it's very late now, let's continue tomorrow!"

[Barrage: Don't be in a hurry to broadcast the anchor, play again!]

[Barrage: Shame is on the air?]

[Barrage: Play again!]

[Barrage: It's really off the air when it's exciting, the anchor, you will be spurned like this!]

[Barrage: This man, play a little longer?]

……

After making a fuss for a while, Chen Mulin's sleepiness surged up again, and he couldn't care about it so much, so he still hurried to sleep, the dog's life was at stake.

"Brothers, don't say much, now the live broadcast for you is, the night of rice, good night!"

Chen Mulin turned off the live broadcast camera of the rover, turned the camera to the camera that filmed rice on the farm, and then fell asleep.

The next day, as soon as the sun rose, Chen Mulin was woken up by an alarm clock.

Since I am not at the base, I don't need to carry out routine daily inspection tasks, so I can get up and simply clean up my personal hygiene, and start broadcasting after breakfast.

I don't know if it's because the water friends are used to watching the live broadcast at this point in time, or if there are really people who like to watch the growing night of rice, and a few barrages will pop up as soon as the broadcast starts.

[Barrage: Come on, Lao Tie. 】

[Barrage: Hurry up, melon seeds, popcorn, fat house, happy water have been bought, just wait for you. 】

[Barrage: I couldn't sleep last night and counted, there are 27,555 rice plants. 】

[Barrage: How can I count 16,500 trees?]

[Barrage: You guys are really good. 】

……

"Hehe, you guys are amazing!"

The corners of Chen Mulin's mouth twitched, and he really had to count how many rice cows there were.

With the start of the broadcast, the number of people watching is also increasing, and Chen Mulin does not ink, and directly continues last night's events.

About ten meters away from the car, Chen Mulin was squatting there, with a box in front of him, and a tent was placed five meters away from him.

Thinking back to the rough spot of the impact last night, he reached out and tried to knock it.

No response.

Chen Mulin muttered: "It should be too small!"

Then he struck it again.

However, there was still no response.

This time, Chen Mulin was puzzled: "What's going on? Obviously, it was this position that hit last night!"

[Barrage: It is estimated that there is no power, let it dry, maybe it can be charged.] 】

[Barrage: Do you want to try it without your head?]

……

Could it be that the power is really out of power?

Chen Mulin was skeptical, and now his position was just blocking the sunlight, so he simply moved a place so that the sunlight could shine on the box.

During this period, Chen Mulin was idle and bored, reached out to the position he had just tapped, and pressed it, and suddenly with a force, the originally smooth surface was pressed by him to a groove, which felt a bit like the touch of a button.

Chen Mulin was puzzled: "This is ...... What's the situation?"

Before he could think about it, the tent five meters in front of him suddenly began to swell.

At the same time, the box also began to move, and a dark grid was opened on the surface where there was no gap, and there were at least dozens of operation buttons in the dark grid, and none of the words on it could be understood.

Chen Mulin had no choice but to ask the almighty sailor: "Brothers, watch the live broadcast for 100 days, and the sailor for a while, it's time for you to perform!"

[Barrage: Try them one by one. 】

[Barrage: Wait a minute, I'll go and call our livestock.] 】

[Barrage: I'm here, I heard you need me. 】

[Barrage: You are an animal?]

[Barrage: Listen to me, the face scroll button is tried. 】

……

Chen Mulin ignored those blind coaxers, as an old fritter who had been broadcast live for half a year, how could he listen to everything like when he was a little buddy?

Now he didn't dare to press those buttons casually, and he didn't know if the person who could translate Martian was there.

Boredom, he grabbed a shovel and continued digging to see if he could dig anything else.

Although the unmanned rover No. 2 has now left, it cannot be denied that it has mistakes or items that are not important to the probe.

Sure enough, not long after Chen Mulin first started digging, he dug out an item for him with just a few shovels.

If you look closely, it turns out to be a bowl.

It's no wonder that the unmanned rover 2 will leave, this thing is obviously not something to pay attention to for its setting.

But for Chen Mulin, this was an unexpected surprise.

What was found earlier was eating leftover food, but this time it was the guy who ate.

Then, Chen Mulin dug out seven more bowls, and did not dig out anything else.

Chen Mulin found that only the first one of the eight bowls was the size of an ordinary bowl, while the latter ones were only half the size, and no patterns were found.

It's strange, why is one bowl so big and the others so small?

This is something found in the same place where the tent was developed, apparently left by the same wave of Martians.

The bowl is a guy who eats, and if you guess by the standards of earthlings, the big bowl is obviously the normal size of a human.

The small bowl is only half the size of the big bowl, and is obviously used by the size of a small child.

Chen Mulin touched his chin and muttered, "Could it be that this is the story that the seven Martian dwarfs and the Martian princess have to tell under the same tent?"