"That shadowless ghost, he's finally broken, right?" In the central hall of the Voyage, Arthur reclined on the couch with one hand behind his head, and the other hand tossed up and down his beloved revolver.

"The normal psychological symptoms of deep space navigation are not as severe as you say." Lilac sat on the sofa opposite him, and it tucked its wings behind its back, and couldn't help but frown when she saw the wolf-headed man playing with large-caliber lethal weapons indifferently.

"Can you stop tossing that damn gun? What if I go off and hurt someone? You're still the head of security in the squad! It scowled at Arthur.

"My little darling won't be interested in anyone or anything without my permission, unless, of course, you're willing to be 'bitten' by it." Arthur threw the pistol high, spinning rapidly on his fingers as it fell.

"Why are you afraid of this little 'toy' of mine? Lilac, I've heard that the Daisy Stars ignore kinetic damage, and you can grow back wherever you get hit. Arthur grinned unscrupulously at Lilac.

"It may be possible on Planet Vidal, but here is a vacuum, you idiot!" Lilac said with some anger.

"Without the nourishment of the 'resting soil' and the blessing of the tree god, the fairy people's bodies are already as fragile as humans. Besides, this is on a migrating ship, and your irresponsible attitude will kill everyone! It pursed its lips in dissatisfaction, and Arthur had to stop when he heard this.

Forced by Lilac's fierce eyes, the wolf-headed man had no choice but to break the revolver, revealing the empty magazine in the six-round requirement.

"Look, the plane is empty, which means you're safe." He grinned at Lilac.

Although the wolf-headed man used his fingers to block the magazine under the wheel, the sharp-eyed Lilac still found that it contained the only bullet there, which made it immediately indignant, and pointed its finger at Barekas and shouted accusations.

"You daredevil, and a bullet! Do you find this interesting? Doing something dangerous in a ship that is not dangerous? If you accidentally hit the porthole, your bullet could cause a disaster! ”

"Relax, Lilac, how can you hit if you can't turn to the point? I always keep a bullet in my gun, it's just a habit. Arthur spread his hands.

"Habit? You idiot! It's forbidden to fiddle with firearms on a ship, and you're still loaded! This is a clear violation of the rules! Lilac said angrily.

"Having an unloaded gun in my hand is a bad joke to me." Arthur pushed the pistol with his thumb, and the gun continued to spin between his fingers, and he pouted, "Speaking of weapons, the spirit ring in the hand of the surviving is much more lethal than my gun, and I have never heard you complain about it." ”

"That's his personal weapon, and it's proof that he's been in the squadron of the dead, and it's obviously symbolic to him, what are your guns and these bullets? Wayward toys? Or is it proof of a safety deficiency? Lilac apparently always had an explanation, and always had a back-up to deal with Arthur's counterattack, but to its surprise, Arthur didn't start to get angry as he thought.

"Symbolism......" said the wolf-headed after a while. That explains a lot. Arthur stopped, a wry smile on his face.

"What is explained?" Lilac had seen the traveler for the first time, and seemed to be dumbfounded by his own words, and in his impression that the Barekas were almost insulated from the word 'sentimental', Arthur had always shown disdain for the cumbersome terms of the travel manual, and he had done it to the point of outrageousness, but now he was just sitting quietly, he put away the huge toy, and his eyes were staring directly at the holographic projection lamp hanging in the hall, silently as if he were thinking of something.

"What's wrong with you, Arthur?" The fairy man couldn't help but ask a little strangely.

"Not really." Arthur shook his head, turned his face to the side, he put his hands in front of him, holding tightly, Lilac didn't know why, his heart was concerned, he couldn't help but get up from the sofa, and sat down gently beside him.

The hatch rang slightly, and Eddie walked in from outside the hall door with his baby astronaut computer, followed by the fishskin man who looked funny when he didn't smile, and the two walked into the hall and found that the atmosphere was strange, Eddie was stunned, and looked at Lilac with inquiring eyes.

"Why don't you come out even if you're not dead?" Little Candle asked, stroking the tentacles above his head with his hand.

Lilac nodded at him. "It seems to be getting a little bit worse." Fairy humane.

"Or is he talking to himself?" Turbulence also asked.

"Not only that, but it seems that I am more irritable and irritable in terms of emotions than before." Lilac remembered what she had just experienced and pointed out.

"Is it really a very serious mental illness in astronautics?" Hearing this, he subconsciously pursed his lips. "It's really worrying."

"I've heard my father say that this rarely happens to travel companions in the Frell system." Eddie said what he knew, put the computer in his hand on the corner of the sofa, he turned around, but the computer closed gently at this time, making a crisp click, Eddie turned his head to look, couldn't help but stretch out his palm to check in front of his eyes, the tentacles above his head slowly squirmed, and the pink skin revealed a healthy glow.

"But in long-distance human spaceflights, it seems to happen from time to time." Add slowly lowered his palm, shook his head, and added.

"Humans?" Turbulence looked at Eddie with some disbelief. "They're going to make the same mistakes?" He asked.

"Isn't it?" Lilac Jaw spoke. "According to the history section of the travel manual, during the early galactic crossings, some members of the human exploration ship suddenly had an emotional breakdown." It pursed its lips, as if it was puzzled by this.

"The indiscriminate navigation of the star map and the overload of the parts will cause accidents in their cross-star spacecraft every time." Add explained to the crowd. "The final findings of these man-made disasters have always been locked on some crew members who seem to be in good shape, but in fact have completely lost their minds."