For days, Mark remained silent, as if his soul had been stripped away, and only an empty shell remained.

He also ignored Tucker and Leia's earnest concern.

Not to mention the new inmates who are being held in the prison one after another.

The inmates' whispers buzzed in Mark's ears like mosquitoes and flies, and had no effect except for the swelling of his head.

Leia is visiting the prison again.

Losing his former vitality, Mark described his face as withered, his face like ashes, and he sat on the ground, staring at the corner of the wall in a daze.

The decadent expression overflowed on the surface, which made Leia feel painful, but helpless.

He just sat silently beside Mark and put his head in his arms, his eyes already full of tears.

Tears continued to drip down his jaw, down Mark's forehead and into his eye sockets.

Leia shook his body slightly, humming a song about his mother lulling her to sleep when she was a child.

The song is soft and peaceful, the melody is extremely gentle, and the mournful melody reveals a motherly love.

Listening to the melody, Mark seems to go back to his childhood.

The deep blue night sky is full of stars.

The boy leaned on the window, his hands on his cheeks, blinking his long eyelashes and looking up at the sky.

A cool breeze lifted the corner of the curtain, and the tulle gently brushed the boy's spine.

Nothing can distract the boy.

The door opened suddenly, and the young mother entered lightly, silently hugging the child.

"Looking at the stars again?"

The mother did not blame the boy for not sleeping, but asked softly.

"Alright, go to bed early. Tomorrow Dad will come back and let him tell you the story of the stars. ”

"Really?"

The boy jumped for joy, put his arms around his mother's neck, and kissed him on the cheek.

"When I grow up, I'm going to explore the stars."

"Good! Go to bed early. ”

The mother put her arms around the boy, her arms swaying like a cradle, and she hummed a song softly......

Interstellar, vast.

Nebulae are like whirlpools, vowing to devour anything that has passed.

Fate drove him to pursue his father's strange and bizarre death, so he strayed into an interstellar journey.

It was only one step away from the dream of childhood, but it was ruthlessly broken.

The experience of ups and downs is embarrassing.

Now in prison......

Life is like a journey, if you lose yourself, you lose your direction.

Home is not far away, but it is difficult to get home.

Everything is like a shackle, pressing me hard to breathe.

Returning home has become a luxury.

Maybe if you are full of hope, you can really go home one day?

Thinking of this, Mark slowly figured out this truth and strengthened his belief more and more.

Alive, better alive!

Live with hope.

Only then can there be hope of returning home.

Leia didn't understand that Mark had figured it out, but felt his eyes gradually regain their brightness and burst into tears.

Looking at her moving voice and smile, I was very pleased.

Indeed, Leia is the person she misses the most in this world.

He kissed her on the lips in a coma, and confided in her what happened to her, even more so than sometimes thinking about her.

But he has a family, a wife, children, and an elderly mother.

A sense of responsibility forced him to position Leia in the position of his sister.

As long as she doesn't go home, she will try her best to take care of her......

Leia didn't know Mark's thoughts, and she never asked about the rest of her life after the Colosseum, and the only person she really cared about was Mark.

Every time she visits the prison, Leia's expression is different, one is better than the other.

Indeed, at the age of eighteen, we have long been in love in our society.

And her sprouts are just getting out of their way.

Maybe it's more appropriate to cut off her sprouts directly, but I can't bear to hurt her.

had to use time to slowly indoctrinate and enlighten her, until the person she liked appeared and forgot about herself......

After Leia left, in view of the trance she had been in for several days, she alienated the closeness between Tucker and them.

So Mark took the initiative to greet them.

"Hello everyone!"

"Hey! How are you? How's the body? I heard that the butcher was killed by you? How to kill? That's a 'demonic' legend......"

Although Clark is no longer obscene, he is still verbose.

"You've heard them say it hundreds of times. Not bored yet? ”

Winston was always bickering with Clark.

Today is special, and there is no explosion for the first time.

"No, it's not. Other people's versions are different, I want to listen to the original. ”

Clark's eyes seemed to glow with adoration.

Ignoring the noise between the two, Mark looked around and realized that there were a lot of new prisoners.

Perhaps the hearsay and fueling descriptions of these new prisoners made every slave present worship him even more.

Truth be told, Mark doesn't like the feeling of adoration, he just wants to treat them like relatives and brothers.

And Tucker thought the meaning was the same and insisted on his own approach.

So Mark no longer stresses how they should be, after all, these people don't know the importance of democracy and equal status, they just want more freedom.

"Hey~ Brother! Miss Leia seems to be nice to you! If you are beautiful and gentle like her, you might as well marry her as a wife. Clark said with a wink.

The vulgar nature is difficult to change, the surface is respectful, and sometimes the speech is spontaneous.

Once a person's habits are formed, they are difficult to change.

Especially in adulthood, it can only be restrained and contained.

Mark still has some understanding of human nature, so naturally he doesn't care.

He just smiled at Clark's "suggestion" and said he was noncommittal.

Winston raised his hand and gave Clark a pop.

The two are accustomed to fighting, one is older than Winston, and the other is a childhood playmate, so naturally they don't think so.

"Is your name brother? The boss is called big brother, you are a fart, and you dare to call it a brother? Big Brother Mark knows that it's not your turn to mess around. ”

These people are uneducated, and they naturally speak straightforwardly.

Looking at this pair of living treasures, instead of talking poorly, it is better to get to know the new inmates, Mark thought to himself.

Tucker himself didn't say much, rubbed his hands and said, "In the past few days, you have ignored no one, and everyone thinks you have collapsed." Don't dare to ask Miss Leia about your condition, but you're in a heated fight with them. ”

Tucker shrugged and motioned for Mark to look at the rest of the prison.

The fence is made of wood, which is naturally transparent.

Looking up, there were a lot of new people, and there were actually humanoids mixed among them.

On the other side of the cell was a dark-haired, yellow-eyed, yellow-skinned Oriental.

For the Orientals, Mark was very interested.

Perhaps due to the influence of the Oriental instructor, he took the initiative to step forward and asked in unfamiliar Chinese: "Hello." ”

"Hello!"

Orientals were slightly surprised that few people here could speak their own dialect.

The surprise did not last, and then he regained his composure, stretched out his palm and asked, "May I ask why you speak our language?" ”

In fact, Mark will also say that, which is also learned by pestering the Oriental instructor with great painstaking work.

After hearing the words of the Oriental people, Mark's head hurt and he looked confused.

When the Oriental people understood, they smiled, changed back to the language, and started a conversation with them.

From the words, it is known that his name is Wang Qiang and he is from "Shenzhou".

In Mark's mind, the earth was originally a village, and in this world, it was divided.

The mechanical legion cleansed the human race, causing disaster to the whole world, regardless of the damn East and the West, wherever there are human beings, there is no exception.

With its vast territory and mountains stacked on top of each other, the land of "Shenzhou" is not optimistic under the cleansing of nuclear bombs.

Environmental damage is global and cannot be spared anywhere.

Plants are dying, organisms are extinct, and food is scarce, leading to a sharp decline in the population.

The only difference is that genetic scientists have not modified humans in "Shenzhou", and naturally there are no monsters like lizardmen to enslave them.

The battle with the Mechic Corps is more intense, and the natural casualties are greater.

Thankfully, some of them were able to create a virus program that would render the Mechanical Legion ineffective for a while, which is indeed rare.

Mark was curious about the presence of Orientals.

After all, the two places are separated by deserts and oceans, and it is not easy to appear here.

So he asked, "Wang Qiang, why did you end up here?" ”

"Alas!"

Wang Qiang sighed, looking lonely.

"There has been a change in our country, and some strange creatures have come out of the ground, killing my people and polluting the soil on which we live."

"Oh?" Taken aback, Mark pointed at the lizard guards and asked, "Like them?" ”

"No, it's hard to describe."

Wang Qiang shook his head, and then said: "In order to find the answer and the way to rescue, we did not hesitate to trek through mountains and rivers to find the 'axis of the earth'. ”

"'Axis of the Earth'?" Mark had vaguely heard the name, but he couldn't remember where it came from.

I thought to myself: It would be nice if R5 was here, and if you mobilize its database, you might be able to find some clues.

"What's that? What is it used for? Mark asked.

"I don't know." Wang Qiang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"No one has ever seen it, and I don't know where it is."

"Alas! What you're looking for is so slim, why hold on? ”

Mark couldn't understand why the Oriental man was so persistent.

"They're going to spread, and if they can't find it, they're going to be destroyed sooner or later."

Wang Qiang's words confused everyone.

"Maybe we will all die, life and death are only in the day, if we can turn the tide, even if we lose our lives."

Wang Qiang frowned and pondered, with a faint sadness on his face.

Seeing that Wang Qiang was extremely uncomfortable, Mark changed the topic and discussed his fighting skills and insights with him.

Although Wang Qiang is young, he has a lot of insights into fighting.

He was never enslaved, and judging by his conversation, he should have received an excellent education.

Similarly, Wang Qiang is very interested in what Mark knows, after all, most of the high-tech that used to be in the mastermind, and now he can hear what Mark said about the knowledge, Wang Qiang is very surprised.

Human beings need to learn, and if they study for too long, if they lack the inheritance of writing, they will lose their own civilization and technology.

Since the beginning of the purge of the Mechanical Legion, hundreds of years of intermittent lack of inheritance, civilization has collapsed.

If the problem of food and clothing cannot be solved, how can there be time to think about something deeper?

The two hit it off at first sight and had a good conversation.

"By the way, do you know what this is?"

Mark took out the red-headed thing and handed it to Wang Qiang.

"I'll see."

Wang Qiang stretched out his hand to take it and looked at it carefully with the help of the bright light.

After a while, he nodded thoughtfully, and after looking at it repeatedly, he shook his head again.

Seeing his solemn expression, Mark asked, "What is this?" ”

"This thing is in the shape of a six-pointed star, and each corner is inscribed with runes. The runes are weird, non-literal and non-graphic, and the meaning is not clear. ”

"The six sides of it are raised, and its corners are worn. The surface is smooth and clean, and the pulp is heavy, which shows that things are precious and can be carried closely. ”

"The material is lightweight, not gold or stone, and it is beyond the scope of knowledge. Far from being an ornament, this object is like a utility. The exact purpose is unknown. How did you get there? ”

Mark recounts the story briefly.

Wang Qiang listened attentively, closed his eyes and pondered, and kept nodding his head in praise.

After hearing this, his eyes widened, and he said loudly: "What a red head, with a unique vision, I have never mistaken you." It is rare to be able to avenge it and preserve it. ”

"It's a pity that the red head is gone, and the use of this thing has become a mystery. I hope that I will collect it, and when the opportunity comes in the future, the mystery will be naturally revealed. ”

Wang Qiang's few words made Mark have a flash of inspiration.

While retracting the pendant, he said: "Someone must know what happened, but it is difficult to meet now." ”

Wang Qiang knew that things were precious, and they might have something to do with the "axis of the earth" that he was looking for, so he said calmly: "Although we met for the first time, we were familiar at first sight. If necessary, we must take care of it. ”

Looking at Wang Qiang's resolute face, Mark nodded solemnly, knowing in his heart that he would become a close friend one day.