The ship closed the door the moment Morgan jumped in.

Holding the uncles in his arms tightly, Mugan jumped to the vicinity of the console in three steps, and at the same time, the machine Qì person A also carried Mugan's bed from the side and placed it on the console.

Then Mugan carefully placed the five large heads on the soft bed.

The ship took off steadily.

The spaceship assembled by several people performed very well, and Mugen didn't notice it at all when it took off, and it was Sigma who reminded him.

"Muggan! Mugan! The ghostly screen swirled with wavy red streaks of attention, and Sigma jumped onto the counter, his mechanical fingers gently tugging at the corners of Mugan's clothes, reminding him to look out the window.

The moment his gaze fell out of the window, Muggen's eyes widened suddenly!

The overwhelming yellow took up the entire window, and as the ship continued to rise, an arc of darkness finally appeared above the yellow, and Mugen realized that the yellow he had just seen was the one he had left from.

Yes, for Mughan, who was born and raised here, this planet is his home.

Completely different from the blue of the Earth that I had seen in the atlas, the planet was a barren yellow when viewed from space. It's also the color that Mugen sees every day when he opens his eyes,

The gauzy yellow dust mist, which flowed slowly across the planet's surface, seemed to flow extremely slowly, but Muggan knew that it was the terrible sand that raged around his home every day.

On the ground, they are terrifying monsters that can reach speeds of up to 50 m/s!

The reason why Mugan has to work hard every day to grow Mugan grass is also due to this weather. This kind of strong sandstorm can turn day into night in a minute, and no animals or plants can survive wherever it passes, and Mugan can only ensure that he has enough Mugan grass to eat by constantly replanting and planting everywhere.

Huge hurricanes, raging sand and dust...... These are extremely terrible things for Mugan, the power of human beings is very small, in the face of the forces of nature, he can only be defeated again and again, defeated again and again, the tyranny of nature makes Mugen feel extremely small.

But now, when Mugan looks down from space, the planet is so docile.

She looked so quiet.

Yes, only this adjective came to Mugan's mind.

The spaceship continued to sail away from space, and Mugan had been staring intently at the smaller and smaller yellow planet under his nose during the whole process, and when the spaceship rose to a certain height, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Daddy, Sigma, Uncle, look! Green! It's green! ”

They couldn't see it when they were too close before, but now the spaceship they were on was very far away from the planet they had left, and from this distance, Mugen was surprised to find a little bit of rare green in the red yellow!

For Mughan, who grew up on this deserted star, green is simply the rarest color in the world. There are no other plants on this planet except for the Mugan grass, and as the only plant on the planet, the color of the Mugan grass is a yellow-green color that doesn't look much better than mud.

"That's Muggan." Lying on the control platform and staring at the barren star outside the window, Alpha spoke calmly: "It's the Mugen grass that you have planted one after another over the years. ”

"A single mogan grass looks yellow, and a 100-square-meter mugan grass still looks yellowish and green, but when more of the mugan grass is gathered together, and when you look at it from a further distance, it looks green."

Alpha stopped talking after the first paragraph, and after him, Etta carefully added another paragraph. Eta's voice was as mechanical as ever, and there were no ups and downs in his tone, sounding dry.

However, as he explained, the little green in front of Mugan's eyes seemed to gradually enlarge, and the green came into his eyes endlessly, and he saw the Mugan grass connected to the ground, those tiny plants that grew close to the ground, in the face of the harsh sandstorm, they were not discouraged, deeply rooted in the sand under their feet, they tried to grow towards the sky, and in the face of the sky, they fearlessly opened their weak yellow shoots.

The shoots were so small that Mogan who lived on them every day ignored them, until this time, Mogan was standing in space, so high up in the sky, the strong sandstorms that had once made Mogan fearful and fearful had become misty and understatement, and at the same time, the Mogan grass that Mugan could not usually see was caught in Muggan's eyes with a more intense color.

At this time, Mugan suddenly remembered two sentences that he had read in which book he didn't know.

"When you stand high enough and far enough, you will realize that the troubles that have tormented you deeply and made you suffer are not worth mentioning."

"Small and great, never judge the mouth."

Now he thought, he finally understood the meaning of the sentence.

The young man, who had not yet fully grown up, was stunned and stretched out his hand to the window.

His palm was thin and powerful, not very large, but it was such a hand that seemed to be able to grasp the planet outside the window with one hand.

The young man's palm clenched in the air, and finally landed on the smooth and cold window, and with his hands propped up on the window, Mugen suddenly turned his head and smiled childishly at the machine who was looking at the universe like him.