He knew the place, but only by knowing the name of the place.

If you didn't guess wrong. This is the "LM-184" planet recorded in the star field, a well-known garbage star in the alliance.

Only this garbage star has a mountain of garbage piled up with countless metal parts in sight like a sea.

He didn't know whether to be glad or hopeless.

This place is a rare gem for someone like him who likes to tinker with mech machinery.

Everywhere in the material, as long as you want to, you can make anything.

He had thought more than once before about when he would be able to go to the Junk Star and dig up some treasures by the way.

There is no owner there, and you can take anything you see directly. It doesn't cost a penny.

Now he's sent by the gods.

The question is, how to survive in the future?

The planet has little vegetation, and 80% of the planet's surface is covered by desert hills. It rains little and winds all year round.

Because it is not suitable for human habitation, it was chosen as a place where metal waste is dumped.

Not only is it uninhabitable for humans, but even animals are scarce on this planet.

There is no food to grow, there are no animals, food is basically cut off, and there is a lack of water.

The temperature difference between day and night is large, the daytime sunshine is strong, the average temperature exceeds 60°C, and the minimum temperature reaches minus 30°C at night.

And the wind and sand are big, if you can't solve the basic problem of food and housing, Tang Xiaobao will wait to become a dry corpse in the future!

The fat man just wants to cry now without tears.

It's better to just die in space. It's better than being tortured by the environment here and then starving, thirsting or freezing to death.

Why wake up? Wouldn't it be better to die just like that?

The fat man raised his hand and slapped himself, trying to exert himself, but it was difficult to raise his hand in prostration.

The blood splattered from Gure's body formed dark brown dried blood spots on his body, and his clothes were also stuck to his body, hard, and his whole body was dry and uncomfortable.

The sun burned his skin, and after a while, the skin directly exposed to the strong ultraviolet rays was about to start bursting. The sensation of being hot is becoming more and more obvious.

The fat man struggled to get up, but failed. He simply collapsed there like a dead man, one hand unconsciously resting on the outside of the cabin.

Motionless waiting there to die.

I don't know what it feels like to be at the moment of death.

Fear? It doesn't seem to be accurate, he has a large blank space in his mind right now.

Not reconciled? Yes.

He still has a lot to figure out and wants to know the outcome.

The truth about the death of their parents back then, what did they do?

Why were the adoptive parents of a family of four murdered by Imperial agents?

Who exactly put Qiuqiu at the door of his adoptive father's house, and what was the purpose of those people?

Is the bearded boss really the tiger general Lin Chuan?

Can Sister Meizi and the bearded boss get together in the future?

After being captured that night, what happened to Black King Kong?

Where is Qiuqiu now?

Miss, will they realize that they have been kidnapped by pirates?

Why didn't you feel scared when you killed Gurle?

Why is it so natural when you start, there is no psychological barrier, and if you kill too many people, will it become a habit?

Is the hand speed of 67 movements per second your limit?

If you strengthen your training in this area in the future, how fast can you achieve in the end?

So many questions didn't get the answers they wanted.

Too unwilling to die!

I remember seeing an article on the Internet that introduced people and souls. It says that when the human body stops its metabolism, the blood stops flowing, the cells stop moving, it loses all perceptual thoughts, it becomes a shell, and it dies in the scientific sense, the soul will leave the body.

But at this time, the soul is alive. Conscious, thoughtful, becomes an invisible mass of transparent energy. If you can find a body that is more than 90% compatible with the soul at this time, then you can try to incorporate the soul into it and start the second resurrection, that is, the resurrection.

Of course, there is no scientific basis for this claim, and it is just an academic bold speculation.

But Tang Xiaobao really hopes that this speculation is true. That way, he could see with his own eyes what it would be like when he died.

Isn't it still so fat.

However, considering that at such high temperatures, the rate at which the corpse decays must be particularly fast. When the time comes, maggots crawl in and out of the eyes and ears, exposing the bones of the white forest, and exuding a rancid smell......

The fat man's face turned pale, and his eyes, which had been closed and waiting for death, suddenly opened. The strength that gushed out of his body made him stand up from the rescue pod.

The eyes are stubborn and crazy.

Can't die! Virtue after death is disgusting. Absolutely not to die!

A minute to live counts as a minute.

Gotta fight for your life!

The fat man seems to be incarnated as a warrior at this moment, a warrior who fights for his own life!

There are countless materials here, and I have a dexterous hand.

You can make a place to live, you can make a means of transportation, and you can make weapons.

I just spotted a black shadow that was passing by. It's too fast to see what it is. But looking at the body, it should be some kind of animal.

It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it's an animal, the problem of food can be solved. Drinking water, don't animals have blood?

As for the future...... Leave it alone in the future, take it one step at a time.

Lao Tzu didn't believe it. A living person can really suffocate urine!

Today, Lao Tzu will earn a life to let this heaven and earth witness!

……

If people do not despair, their fate will take a turn.

With a rumbling sound, an old-fashioned passenger and cargo vehicle drove in from a distance. There was a lot of stuff piled up in the back compartment.

Seeing someone, the fat man who had just vowed to fight for his life with God suddenly burst into tears and waved his hands frantically at each other. With all his might, he shouted, "Help...... Help! ”

Climb out of the rescue pod and run down the garbage heap. Stumbled, ankles and calves were cut by sharp metal. The blood penetrated his pants, but the fat man didn't care about the pain, and shouted loudly as he ran.

When he ran down, his body was weak, and he sat completely on the ground, and he could only open his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

The tears flowed more and more, and the dirty fat face rushed out of two grooves. The excitement is similar to being resurrected after death.

The front of the gray passenger and cargo vehicle almost scared the fat man kneeling in front of the car. A head with a large-brimmed straw hat poked out of the driver's seat and looked out, then pushed the door down.

Seeing this person getting out of the car, Tang Xiaobao cried even more happily, and his mood was complicated and excited.

Because this man is also a fat man. If you are fat, you are not hungry. Hungry and full, even if you want to get fat, you can't get fat. Fat people are high-energy, high-fat, and high-calorie demanders. Although he is also a patient with high blood and high lipids and high sugar, this is not important. The important thing is to see the old fat man, and the food is secure.

The fat man was in his sixties, short and bearded, but his eyebrows were white, snow-white, without a trace of variegation. He wears a gray cardigan coat with bronzed skin and a healthy red color similar to plateau red on his face. Small eyes, round nose.

It feels like this is a kind and temperamental fat old man. It's a bit like the old headmaster, Miles.

The fat old man saw the little fat man who was crying with snot and tears, his eyes were curious, and he circled around him three or four times, and finally squatted in front of the little fat man, looked up and down, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said something like this: "Are you human?" Didn't you become a gold-swallowing rat? ”

Before the words fell, he didn't wait for the fat man to answer, and kneaded it on the fat man. He kept muttering, "I haven't seen a living person in thirty years...... Isn't it really a gold-swallowing rat...... Hey? ”

The fat old man grabbed the fat man's shoulder, ran his arm to his wrist, and when he grabbed his palm, he suddenly stopped. The little eyes flashed brightly, and his expression was even more uncertain, and soon, his face was full of seriousness, and he asked a question that made the fat man's heart tremble, "Little fat man, what is your hand speed?" Did it reach 80 movements per second? ”

The fat man froze there, not knowing how to answer. This number is too far-fetched. Is there something wrong with his ears, or is this fat old man talking nonsense? However, the fact that he could mention the speed of his hands showed that the kind-looking fat old man was an insider. He understands mechs.

The fat man was stunned, his hands were in severe pain, and his two hands were pinched and broken by the fat old man, and he screamed in pain, "Grandpa, tap, tap, it's broken, it's going to break." ”

"Answer my question."

The fat old man seemed to be a different person, although he was squatting there, his figure was extremely tall, and the indescribable huge power permeated around his body, which could not be seen, but he could clearly feel an inexplicable pressure.

It's hard to explain, it's illusory, but it's real.

"67 per second. 67 beats per second. The fat man hurriedly spoke.

The fat old man pursed his lips and shook off the fat man's hand with a look of disgust, "It's really useless, it's no different from waste." ”

The fat man fainted. Passed out in front of the fat old man. I don't know if it's angry or stimulated.

The fat old man stared at the fat man for a long time, and finally sighed, picked up the fat man with one arm, and clamped it up, as light as nothing. Took him to the car and left.

When the fat man woke up, there was an indescribable taste in his mouth. Sour, a little bitter.

Lie on the bed and look around. The roof is dome-shaped, with two bright headlamps embedded in it, and a lampshade welded with iron bars. It is surrounded by gray cement walls. It's like a basement, it's like an underground warehouse, it's spacious, it's cluttered, it's a lot of stuff, most of it is metal parts.

The fat man also saw the intelligent robotic arm leaning against the wall, looking at the oil color, there was eighty percent new. It's a high-end machine repair tool. In addition, there are some mecha arms, power engines and so on.

Eyes up, there were dozens of pieces of dried meat hanging on the wall. Each piece costs about ten pounds. No wonder there was a smell of salty stains in the house.

There are four doors on the left wall, and it appears that there is more than one room here.

The innermost door was pushed open, and the fat old man with white hair and white eyebrows walked in with a bowl of black things, walked straight to the fat man's bed and handed it to him, "Drink it." ”

The fat man didn't dare to refuse. Even if it's a bowl of poison, he has to drink it, after all, he will have to rely on others to eat in the future.

Seeing that the fat man was very sharp, the fat old man nodded. took the empty bowl, and came another sentence that made the fat man's heart tremble.

"Little fat man, I don't care who you are or how you got to this place. From now on, you will be my apprentice! ”