Chapter 166 is a small step

The road is long, I will go up and down and seek.

The road was so long, and the brutes agreed from top to bottom to let me go out alone to find out the details.

The golden snub-nosed monkey is even more excessive.

The name is beautiful: go ahead, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. You can't die anyway, so young zombies should exercise more.

And just like that, I was alone and began to twist the valve of the airtight door.

The others, all armed and guarded, stood two meters behind me.

As the first member in the history of the Order of Nature to actually walk into the space station.

I couldn't help but say:

"It may be just a small step for me, but it's ......

Damn, why does it stink so much. ”

Halfway through that famous quote.

A thick, stench like the feces-filled streets of the medieval West surged into my nostrils and into my brain.

It was sour, like I couldn't wait to open the shell of the crab and bite off the crab meat, only to find that it was a crab that had been dead for a long time.

Rushing, choking, and fishy, there is a trace of bitterness in the smell.

caught off guard, there was even some topping.

"Close the door!"

In the shouts of the golden monkeys.

I didn't know that bastard, and I kicked it in the door.

Then the door behind me was shut.

"Damn, who kicked me, it's so inhuman!"

I rubbed my ass and protested loudly to the other end of the door.

"I kicked it."

Yang Jieyao raised his hand, and then he shrugged his shoulders and said, "What is human nature?" Is it OK to eat? ”

Damn, okay, it's finally the Aries Knight's turn to play with me, I'm not human.

At that moment, Royce pushed Yang Jieyao away and lay down on the multi-layer glass on the airtight door.

"The ammonia nitrogen index is seriously exceeded!"

His extravehicular spacesuit had not yet been taken off, and he had an air detection device on it.

Then he continued to yell at me:

"The automatic control of the internal air purification system seems to be broken, you have to go and start it manually! Otherwise, we won't be able to get in, we'll be poisoned! ”

Well, now the reconnaissance mission has become the mission to turn on the air purification system.

And it seems that only I can do it.

Soon, I became familiar with the smell of this ammonia substance.

For zombies, this thing just stinks a little bit, and it doesn't hurt much.

After the golden monkey planned the route for me, I set out on my own journey.

The structure of the space station in the 22nd century is unimaginable to a zombie like me, who was born after the end of the world.

Who would have thought that the manual controller of the air purification system would be placed in the sewage treatment area.

Fortunately, the place is not far away, and the passage I am in can be reached directly, which is only 500 meters away.

The legs are a little longer and I can run in minutes.

It's just that the passage isn't straight, and the movements of the gluttonous eater are unknown, so I have to be careful.

It wasn't long before I noticed a slimy black gelatinous object on the ground.

It's like a puddle of mud.

"This ...... Looks like an alpha-type glutton? ”

Unexpectedly, the black mud didn't move, as if it was dead.

Not at all like the aggressive gluttonies I've seen before on Green Star.

I immediately pulled out the second type of Ha sapper shovel and stepped forward to pestle it.

Slimy, like a pestle on.

Wait, isn't this really......

I quickly shook the shovel and shook off the stuff that was on it.

Then I bypassed the stall and came to the wastewater treatment area smoothly.

There was no roar of machinery, and there was no sound of water flowing.

The mechanics here are not working at all.

"Air Purification System, Manual Console."

I struggled to make out the nameplate in several languages, and finally found the console I was looking for.

The green light was on, obviously electrified, and dozens of buttons and levers were densely packed on it.

For a moment, it was difficult to determine how this thing was controlled.

"No matter, this red one, at first glance, it's a switch."

Without thinking, I pressed a mushroom-shaped button that looked the biggest, the most rounded.

"Crunch."

The fan that had been sleeping for a long time made the sound of metal grinding.

Then it spun.

I guessed it.