Through an in-depth conversation with He Lingbao, Tianzhu learned that when he arrived on this planet, he had already lost his memory, and now he can only remember some scattered fragments.

As for Qiao Yuan's whereabouts, it has become a mystery to Tianzhu.

"So, you need to get your memories back!" The dzi on the dinner table, while gnawing on the bones, put forward opinions.

Although He Lingbao lost an arm, the Gil people have superb bionic science and technology, and they equipped him with a mechanical arm that can be fake.

He touched his head with his mechanical fingers and asked, "But how can I get my memories back?" ”

"This ......," Dzi thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I think you should ask the doctor, not a well-fed person like me." ”

"Okay," the corners of He Lingbao's mouth raised slightly, "Then the two of you, Joan and I are already about the same...... But I think the dzi seems to have just begun......"

"You kid still understands me! I didn't give you a ride in vain. Dzi laughed.

"Then eat it, and count it all on my head until you are full. I'm going to have to go find my doctor, because retrieving my memories is a top priority for me. ”

"Okay," Tianzhu waved his hand, "He Lingbao, you go, I hope you can remember." If it weren't for me, how could you be here now? Hehe, it's even more impossible to find such a beautiful partner! ”

When Joan heard this, she blushed and hid in He Lingbao's arms.

"You eat your meat, what mouths do you have?" Murphy unceremoniously smashed a bone into the dzi.

Tianzhu's neck has been around, and he reflexively grasped the bones, and his cheeks instantly turned red, as if he had drunk wine.

He then spits out the bones and continues to eat his flesh, arguing with Murphy now, but it's not interesting to be on his own.

He Lingbao walked out with a smile, and now he wanted to ask the prophet of the Gil people, maybe he had a way to get his memories back.

"Why don't you go and ask the doctor?" Joan wondered, "They're the ones who can really help you!" ”

"If I have a head ache, maybe it will be useful to find them," He Lingbao blinked excitedly, "There is nothing they can do about such things as memory." ”

After crossing a quiet stone road, the two came to a big tree, on which four large "fruits" hung on the towering tree.

These four capsule-like things are the abode of the Prophet.

Qiao Yuan pressed a button on the trunk, and a voice immediately came,

"Wheel? Why are you here again? ”

He Lingbao was a little embarrassed: "Prophet, I have something to ask for, and I hope you will see me." ”

"Nope!" The Prophet said, "Go away, don't disturb me!" ”

Hearing that the prophet was so resolute, He Lingbao touched the back of his head stupidly, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"I didn't expect the Prophet to be angry!" Joan said, "Isn't it just a sandfly, as for it?" ”

"Alas~" He Lingbao sighed, "If I don't show up, the prophet won't lose this pet!" ”

"You just know?" The prophet's voice came, "I knew when you landed that you kid was too murderous!" Pity my little sandfly, it vaporized in an instant......"

"Prophet," said Joan, angrily, "the wheel was not intentional, and you didn't take care of it yourself, letting it run around. You said that Bando is so big, why did the runner ship hit it? ”

"Ahh ”

"Yes!" Joan nodded, "Just damn it!" ”

"You ......," the Prophet was already furious, "get out of here!" How far is it, roll me out! Especially the spinner wheel, you broom star! ”

"Hahaha~" Joan suddenly laughed, "Prophet, if you don't come out again, I'm going to set fire to your big tree." ”

"You try, if you dare to ......"

The Prophet suddenly sprang out of a ball, fire extinguishing the branch that Joan had just lit, and extinguished the branch that Joan had just set on fire.

He shouted, "You little girl, how dare you do this!" ”

Joan smiled: "It's been a long time, if you don't have any means, how can the prophet come out and enjoy this fresh air?" ”

The Prophet glared, his waist almost ninety degrees hunched, and he never left a short, shiny black cane in his hand.

For his severe hunchback, if he left this crutch, it would be very difficult for him to stand up.

Unlike the other Gils, his skin was dark brown, carved by time, like a piece of deliberately crumpled brown paper.

His age and place of birth are a mystery to the Gil people.

"Hehe," the Prophet sneered disdainfully, "what are you doing here for me?" ”

"I want the Prophet to help me, I've lost my memory!" He Lingbao said.

"Oh~" the Prophet squinted at him, "too, you have experienced the effects of time flow, and your memories have been torn apart. ”

"But how can we get it back?"

"Retrieved?" The prophet thought for a moment and circled around He Lingbao for a while, "You are looking for me to find the right person, this is not a medical problem, it is a scientific problem." You can only remember everything when there is a specific moment when the fragments of memory are reshaped together by time. ”

He Lingbao shook his head: "Prophet, you said too profoundly, you can tell me how to do it." ”

"To put it simply," the Prophet shook his head, "that is, when it is time to come back, it will come back, and you don't have to force it, you just have to go with the flow." ”

"Oh......" Regarding the prophet's statement, He Lingbao nodded stupidly.

"Prophet!" Joan was a little angry and said, "What do you mean by that?" Aren't you fooling around? ”

"Haha," said the Prophet, standing on a butterfly-shaped flying machine, "the truth is that what should happen will happen, and what should come will come." ”

With that, the Prophet turned and flew into the large ball in the tree.

"Alas~" Joan sighed, "Why don't you go to the doctor, they all said that it is useless to find a prophet, what they say always seems to make sense, but it is actually useless!" ”

He Lingbao nodded thoughtfully and followed behind Joan.

At this moment, a bright scratch suddenly appeared in the sky.

"What's going on?" He Lingbao was a little shocked, after all, such a big scratch must be a large spaceship.

"It must be the Gil people of Panle Star who have arrived, and I heard the leader mention it before." Joan said that the arrival of the Gil people from other planets had made her feel uneasy.

Suddenly, the communication device on He Lingbao's body sounded, and the leader urgently summoned him at this moment.

He and Joan entered the castle in a panic, and in the conference room, the ten regiment leaders on Banduoxing sat with serious expressions, obviously waiting for He Lingbao.

"Sit down first!" The leader pointed to an empty spot next to him, "Let's get started!" ”

A holographic image was immediately projected on the diamond-shaped conference table, and the head of a stout Gil man appeared, and the horizontal flesh on his face knew at a glance that it was not a stubble to be messed with.

"This is Belda of the Bandar Hunting Regiment on the planet Panle!" "A year ago, he abruptly took over the position of Leader of the Warriors and conquered two of the five galactic hunting regions. Now that he's suddenly coming to visit, I think there must be some kind of intention! ”

As soon as the leader's voice fell, the regimental leaders began to speak enthusiastically:

"He must want to take away the planetary resources in the hands of our Phantom Riding Hunting Group, these planets have been raised by us for countless generations, and it is impossible for him to take them!"

"We should contact the Council and let the Council intervene in the Star Hunter, we can't let him continue to mess around like this!"

"Maybe he's just here to cooperate? This time he only brought a dozen people over, so he must not be able to do anything! ”

After some discussion, everyone agreed that they could only receive Beda first, understand its intentions, and then make reasonable arrangements.

Outside the city, an upright spaceship was slowly inserted into the desolate next door like a flagpole. A small speedboat separated from it and flew straight into the city.

The leader and He Lingbao were already at the city gate to greet them.

The speedboat came to a steady stop, led by Belda, and a dozen people came down from the boat.

Surprisingly, there was a slender man standing next to Belda, who looked like He Lingbao was from the same race.

After approaching, He Lingbao's eyes stared straight at the man, wasn't this face the clearest face in his memory?

The man glanced at everyone, and his eyes immediately fell on He Lingbao, because of surprise, his expression seemed a little stiff.

Belda was half a body taller than the average Gil, and the whole person was strong into an inverted triangle, and he walked mightily.

Under his high raised eyebrows, two pairs of blue eyes glanced at He Lingbao, and all his attention fell on the leader.

After a few pleasantries, the group entered the castle.

"Belda," said the leader, "your territory has expanded greatly in the last year! ”

"Hehe~" Belda smiled, "We Star Hunters were originally a force to be reckoned with in the galaxy, but for thousands of years, everyone has lived in a city-state life!" After owning a few planets, he started a small business and lived by hunting! Is it sad to be despised by those races who claim to be a super-intelligent civilization? ”

The leader instantly understood what Belda meant, and he said slowly: "But the history of the evolution of our civilization is mainly based on hunting, it doesn't matter what others think, as long as we live well." ”

"That's right!" Belda stood up, "According to my information, the Nether Warriors have recently been haunting the edge of the galaxy, and they have co-opted the Barths, you should have heard some rumors, right?" ”

"Even if the Butts have their eye on the galaxy in the Rich Zone, but the Council has an interstellar alliance fleet, they will have a way."

"But there is no fleet in the Star Alliance team!"

"That's because we starhunters don't bother to get involved in complex interstellar situations."

"Phantom Rider Leader, why haven't you thought about what you can do if the Barts really occupy our hunting area?"

The leader thought for a moment and said, "When the time comes, the ancient alliance of hunters will unite again. ”

"You're naïve, Phantom Rider Leader!" Belda laughed.