The ground-to-air spacecraft is used to pick up people, and the real interstellar voyage is of course not this kind of small point, Zhu Biao followed the example of other passengers to tie his seat belt, and through a transparent tubular passage from the ground-to-air spacecraft directly to the starship, it took about thirty seconds, his ears were buzzing, and he didn't recover after three minutes.

Once inside, there is a narrow chamber with only one single passage, where everyone has to go through security checks and ticket checks.

Zhu Biao lined up for a while, and in front of him was a tall officer, although he was considered tall in front of him, this person's height was by no means relative, Zhu Biao estimated that he should be more than one meter nine.

It's so high......

One meter nine encountered a small problem when passing the security check, after the red light was swept, "Di", the warning light was on.

He was obviously stunned for a moment, Zhu Biao said "hey", thinking that being a soldier is honest, what's there to be nervous about?

"Hey! Brother Bing! He patted the man's shoulder familiarly—out of reach, but on the back, "Untie your belt!" ”

He slapped it and walked away, his fingertips lingering only for an eighth of a second behind the officer's back, but in this brief negligible time, he still keenly felt the muscle groups under his palms reacting, and in an instant he went from loose to tight, hard not like human flesh, but like tungsten ore to which he was accustomed.

The officer turned his head quickly, the light shining from the back of his head, and Zhu Biaowei looked up at him in a little daze, only to see the outline of a black stroke.

Very...... Zan's appearance is exactly the kind that Zhu Biao envies the most, handsome and rigid, even the sketch is cut out with a blade.

Broken! His next thought quickly turned to him, this is not the era he lives in, what if people can't help but metal? Who knows what the current security check is!

He was entangled in his heart, and before he had time to make an expression on his face, the officer glanced at him condescendingly, and felt that the child did not look like a dangerous person, and turned back with a slight relaxation, hesitated for a moment, and really untied the belt around his waist.

The officer's uniform is a bit like the honor guard of Zhu Biao's era, his shoulders are wide and his hips are narrow, his waist is thin and his legs are long, his belt is tightly tied in front, and there is a shiny metal buckle, which is thrown into the tray next to him after being taken off, making a "bang" sound.

Zhu Biao watched him step forward again, and the red light swept from head to toe and from foot to head twice, this time without making any sound.

It's really metallic! Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief, a silly smile bloomed on his face, and he reminded himself in his heart not to be reckless.

The officer walked through the security gate, took out his belt from the tray at the other end and retied it, paused, and turned back to Zhu Biao with a slight bow.

Is this what it means to thank him? Zhu Biao waved his hand aggressively, buddy, don't be polite, serve the people!

Seeing him jumping and jumping and rushing to the security gate, the officer smiled slightly, turned around and walked to the cabin first.

As he walked, he thought about the pocket particle bomb that he hid in the belt buckle, how did this kid see it?

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There is a long transparent corridor between the cabin and the dining room, which is a temporary playground for children most of the time, and groups of children whizzing up and down the corridor, as well as some more honest or first-time countrymen on an interstellar flight, leaning on the transparent wall and staring at the scenery outside.

Zhu Biao belongs to such a countryman who has never seen the world, and he doesn't care about the warning of "please don't touch" posted on the separation wall of others, almost his entire face is pasted, his two hands are on the side of his face in the shape of a frog, his eyes are bulging, his mouth is wide open, and he has not closed it.

Through the wall, he could clearly see that the ship was moving away from Area 11, the planet he had lived on for a year and three months, far less elaborate than the Azure Earth he was familiar with, and Area 11 looked more like a picture of Mars sent back by NASA, showing the same ochre red as clay.

Surrounding it is a tranquil and deep universe, boundless, and just looking at it makes people's hearts feel empty and fall for a long time without end.

"Wow!" Zhu Biao heard a vague exclamation after being squeezed, first thought that he had made a sound unconsciously, and then thought about it, no, if he made a sound, the glass-like separation wall should inevitably be poisoned by saliva.

He quickly touched his mouth, it was dry, and there was only white mist sprayed by breath on the wall, Zhu Biao stepped back a little, and turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from.

This glance immediately amused him, it turned out that less than ten meters next to him, there was also a person lying on the wall in the same posture as him and shouting.

A group of bear children ran past the legs of the two of them, and the man was kicked, instinctively looked down sideways, raised his head again, and took a look at Zhu Biao.

This time Zhu Biao was even happier, it was a young man of his age, no more than eighteen years old, with a tanned square face, looking loyal and honest, and a little naïve.

"Hey buddy!" Zhu Biao raised his hand and said hello, "It's the first time you've taken a boat?" ”

The young man grinned, revealing a mouthful of contrasting white teeth, raised his hand and scratched his head, and said, "The second time, I sat when I was a child, and I can't remember clearly." ”

Zhu Biao listened to the radio every day to correct his standard tone, and sometimes he also listened to his own local station in District 11, and immediately recognized that his native language should be the dialect of District 11.

This is relatively rare, the 11th district is a mining star, and the high-intensity and heavy-duty work of miners will rarely be inherited, and the government has also issued preferential policies for the settlement of miners' descendants in other places, so there are not many people in the 11th district, and the foreign population accounts for four-fifths of the total population.

"Zhu Biao," he held out a hand, "the coordinates in the 11th area are 39°26'N, 115°25 E. ”

It was probably the first time that the boy had introduced himself to him so solemnly, and he was stunned, and then he was overexcited and hurried, and when he rushed over, he almost stepped on another group of bear children rolling on the ground.

He stumbled next to Zhu Biao, and the whole person fell on the isolation wall, and hurriedly got up, wiped his right hand behind his buttocks, and then reached out to hold his hand.

"I, I'm Guo Dalu, and I live in Stormwind City!"