Mo Ran nodded, agreeing with Wanliu's statement. "We can't control these now, and the fate of the Protoss after that also determines the fate of the earth." Mo Ran said softly, although there are many low-level civilizations in the territory of the Undead Clan, even more than the Protoss, but Mo Ran is unwilling to bet on this small possibility.

The ship paddled quietly, and it wasn't long before they were back in the fleet.

As Wanliu had speculated, General Relea was listening to an adjutant's report. "Because of the commander's actions in the undead clan, the team of the Dragon Flame Legion was saved, causing General Glaibert's family to lose tens of millions of gods." This is the report that General Relaya has just received. As an enemy, Relea knows some of Klebert's habits. Let him lose so much money, Klebert will never let Mo Ran go and them. But this kind of thing obviously can't come clearly, so how to create accidents and accidents is very important.

"Where are they now," General Relaya asked softly, she always felt that she had overlooked something, and although she asked Moran and them to rush back to the first sector as soon as possible, she always felt that she had overlooked something.

"It's now being resupplied in the main starport of the Seventh Sector." The adjutant replied. Then he looked at General Relaia, who was a little puzzled as to why General Relea cared so much about a Quero. Most of the captains or commanders of the Protoss' fleets are very good, and this Quiro doesn't seem to be anything special.

Although he was puzzled, he knew that it was not a question that he could figure out.

General Relea pondered, and then put the question aside, after all, she had a lot of other things to think about. It is impossible to delay more time on such an issue. "Pay attention to Mo Ran and that Wanliu's dynamics, and if there is anything, tell me immediately." General Relaya whispered.

"Yes, General." The adjutant saluted. He had never seen General Relea pay such attention to a Quero. "Maybe there's more to it in," the lieutenant thought to himself.

On the other side, Mo Ran looked at the porthole and couldn't help frowning slightly. From the moment he started, he felt that something was wrong, because the speed of the ship was getting slower and slower. "What's going on," Mo Ran whispered as he saw the ship's speed slow down. Because the spaceship's systems are all controlled by the central processing unit of Starport, there is no such thing as a pilot at all.

"Something must be something," Rog whispered as he looked around, then stood up and looked out of the porthole. However, he found that the speed of the ships around him was basically fine. "Is there a transport ship in front of it?" he asked, turning his head to look at Mo Ran.

"I don't know." Mo Ran replied, and then walked towards the cockpit. Although the spaceship is controlled by a central processing unit, the spaceship itself is used for transportation, and it must have a wheelhouse. It is also because of the control of the central control room of the star port that they did not bring a driver.

Mo Ran's hand rested on the cockpit door, but a red light curtain was displayed. "What's going on" Mo Ran wondered, according to his military position, it should be very easy to open the door of the cab, but now it showed an error. Mo Ran tried a few more times, but the red light curtain was still displayed, and he was not allowed to enter.

"I feel like something isn't right." Wanliu frowned and whispered, then looked at Mo Ran. Just when Mo Ran was about to say something, without any warning, Mo Ran just felt the whole person fly out, and the hard spaceship cargo compartment hit his body. Immediately after, his whole body flew out at an extremely fast speed, and a mouthful of blood also spurted out of his mouth, but with the protection of the protective suit, his blood was only sprayed on the inside of the protective suit, and in the high-speed rotation, Mo Ran saw that the spaceship they were riding in before was smashed by a high-speed transport ship, and then he fainted.

When he woke up again, he felt as if he was floating and didn't have any strength in his body. "What's going on" Mo Ran tried to move, but the pain all over his body made it impossible for him to fulfill this small wish. Now he could only move his eyes slightly, and what seemed to be a huge room around him was a silver light that made him feel warm and comfortable. "Where am I?" he thought to himself, then closed his eyes again.

When Mo Ran opened his eyes again, he was still in the silver room, his body floating in the air, surrounded by two or three small spherical flying machines, and there seemed to be a sound in his ears. But it doesn't seem to be, the silver glow is so warm. He couldn't remember where he was, what had happened, and the tiredness came flooding in, and he closed his eyes again. "Let's take a break" He didn't want to think about anything, just rested.

Everything in a stupor, flying wreckage, twisted metal, screams of fear. "Mo Ran." As if shouting from the depths, he opened his eyes again, and then looked around. "By the way, my name is Mo Ran. What happened to me why am I here?" his memory was a little confused, and the final scene shook before his eyes. The ship was completely destroyed, scattered debris, and he was still spinning. A flying piece of metal wreckage flew straight at him.

Mo Ran had already sounded what had happened before. "Where am I now?" he wondered, and tried to move again. There was still a large room around him, and a silvery glow shrouded him. Then he looked down and saw his body in a white hospital gown, and there were still two or three spherical robots flying around him, not a layer of blue light scanning his body.

"Anyone" seemed to have not spoken in a long time, and he felt like he couldn't speak out loud. "Where am I?" Mo Ran asked again. The little strength accumulated in his body also dissipated with these two words, and he lay down again, although he was floating in mid-air, but the simple action of bending over made him very stiff.

"You're on your home planet." A very plainly dressed Protoss appeared beside Mo Ran. Mo Ran thought for a moment and confirmed that he had not seen this middle-aged god clansman. "Who are you?" opened his mouth, but only made a slight sound.

"I'm your attending physician, and you're still weak." The Protoss physician said with a smile, and then a spherical robot flew in and stung Mo Ran's arm. "It's nice to see you wake up, you need more rest now."

"My, how is my companion," he asked softly, taking a breath.

"They're not a big deal, you need more rest now." With his words, Mo Ran fell into a deep sleep again.

"What the hell is going on, why am I spinning" Looking at the picture that kept spinning in front of him, Mo Ran felt that his head was a little unbearable, and his whole body seemed to be spinning, and then there was darkness.

When he woke up again, Mo Ran found himself in a world of birds and flowers, and at the end of the world, a black castle appeared there. This castle is so familiar, it seems that he has seen it somewhere, Mo Ran can't remember it for a while. The sun was shining warmly on him, and some birds were flying in and falling on his left, and there was a light scent of grass in the air.

"Do you like this environment" Just as Mo Ran was thinking about where he was, the Protoss Doctor who had appeared before appeared next to him. "This is a passage that we have extracted from your memory. We believe that such an environment will help you recover. The doctor smiled.

"I, what's going on" Mo Ran moved slowly, and after finding that his body still didn't have much strength, he gave up.

"A technical glitch, your ship was hit by another speeding transport." The Protoss Physician whispered. "The probability of such a thing happening is very small, and it usually happens when the central controller is dealing with something big. But you are lucky not to die. ”

The Protoss physician recorded Mo Ran's current state, and then recorded it in the terminal of his left upper arm.

"Similar incidents have happened before, but most of them have been collisions between cargo ships. We are sorry that this happened. The Protoss physician whispered. You're in pretty good shape, but because you're so badly injured, you should still feel weak. Occasionally, fainting is still possible, but it's all because your body needs a lot of nutrients to recover, so don't worry. ”

With that, he came to Mo Ran's side, and then examined his body. One panel after another appeared on Mo Ran's body, Mo Ran didn't know what was written on the panel, after all, he couldn't understand the three-dimensional projection of the Protoss characters at all, maybe Wanliu might still know some.

The Protoss doctor took a few brief looks, and then asked Mo Ran to rest again.

Looking at the vanished Protoss Doctor, Mo Ran was suspended in mid-air like this, and as long as he recalled the last scene, he felt his whole body spinning. After two attempts, Mo Ran just gave up his memories and just quietly looked at the scene full of sunlight in front of him, as well as the black castle in the distance.

The castle seemed so familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen it.

A few birds landed on Mo Ran's chest, their dark eyes looking at Mo Ran, and their arms were bitten by the spherical robot again. Mo Ran didn't know what it was, but he still didn't have any hunger, and it probably had something to do with it. Interstellar Tomb wants to chat with more like-minded people about "Interstellar Tomb", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~