"Nuwa, what should I do if I can't sleep?"

Fang Yan looked at the only place next to him where there was a glimmer of light, then took out the tablet from the side, and opened it to find that it was not yet 4 a.m. local time.

"Do you need me to put on a lullaby for you?"

Nuwa's voice sounded, and inside this dark tent, he really felt a different kind of warmth.

"Chat with me, I'll ask you answers, that's all you can do......" Fang Yan said, putting the tablet down again, looking at the vast starry sky outside through the transparent place on top.

After the future of the mechanical age, he no longer felt panic or fear about the crossing, it can be said that his nerves have become bigger, or he has become accustomed to it.

Now he sleeps well for 6 or 7 hours before each crossing, and then allows himself to have enough energy to face the next challenge, but the result of this is that he is not jet lag now......

I went to bed at 11 p.m., didn't fall asleep until 12 p.m., and then woke up at 3 p.m., tossing and turning, but I couldn't sleep anymore.

"Nuwa, do you think there will be other civilizations in the universe?" Fang Yan asked softly, looking at the stars in the sky, his eyes also showing curiosity and intoxication.

"It is impossible to give an exact answer, but in the minds of modern scientists, our earth cannot be the only civilization in the universe."

"Also, the universe is so big, we are always too small." Fang Yan muttered, putting his hands under his head, "Then let me ask you one more question, what do you think the alien civilization will be like?" ”

"I can't give a definite answer, it may be the same as before 2000 BC, or as in the 21st century, or as in the interstellar ......"

Fang Yan listened, nodded, and continued to ask, "Is it possible that there are some kind of aliens with big heads, weak bodies, or tentacles all over their bodies?" ”

"The life form of extraterrestrial creatures cannot be determined at present, but based on research, there is a possibility that creatures with well-developed brains can get out of the stars!"

"Hmmm......"

Fang Yan nodded, turned his gaze back to the starry sky, and said softly, "Put on a light music, Tai Qisi meditation song." ”

The sound of soft music began to sound, with a bend of silence and a hint of sorrow......

"Nuwa, when do you say you can really have a pleasant chat with me......

……

When the first rays of the morning sun rose from the shore and slowly shone into the tent through the transparent area on the top of the tent, Fang Yan's eyes moved slightly, and then opened instantly.

Covering it with his hands, he rubbed his eyes a few times and erected his upper body, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"Ache, morning, Nuwa!"

Fang Yan snorted, stretched, and looked at the power armor next to him, which was still dutifully holding on.

"Good morning, Commander, it's 7:32 a.m., do you have one more thing to do today, do you need me to call it up for you?" Nuwa replied coldly.

"No need!"

Fang Yan waved his hand slightly, and after the whole person was sober, he took out a pack of wet tissues from the big backpack next to him, raised his feet and stepped out of the tent, looked at the scene of the rising sun, and carefully wiped his face.

A slight feeling of cutting came from his fingers, and Fang Yan paused, touched the stubble that had reappeared, smiled, threw the wet tissue into the garbage bag next to him, and re-entered the tent.

Looking at the food reserves in the small backpack, Fang Yan took out one of the only three compressed cans, then took out the remaining half bottle of mineral water, walked out again, sat on the ground, and ate slowly.

The sea in the distance was sparkling with gold, the gentle sea breeze stirred his face, the sun was imprinted from behind, there were no birds, no animal sounds, only a part of the insects, adding a little softness and tranquility......

Scooping up the last bit of scrap from the can with a spoon and stuffing it into his mouth, Fang Yan nodded and threw the can into the garbage bag on the side......

"Nuwa, open your armor!"

Fang Yan said, clapped his hands, looked at the endless sea in the distance, got up and walked towards the power armor inside the tent, looked at the slightly open opening, and squeezed in directly.

"The system self-test is completed, the surrounding environment is normal, the energy is 80% left, and the aircraft energy is 100%."

He listened, nodded, and walked towards the outside of the tent, as if the saying - early birds get worms......

……

"Start the aircraft to probe, scan the terrain, draw a map, draw a route, the first destination: the ruined city ahead, the second destination, the other direction of the island!"

As the dialect spoke, the familiar "buzz" sound sounded again, and at the same time, a thin blue cursor appeared on the light screen......

The surrounding trees were not very tall, and the sparse foliage did not shield them from the intrusion of the sun, and in the end only a small shadow was left on the dead branches and leaves on the ground.

The ground under his feet seemed very soft, and Fang Yan broke a long branch from the tree next to him, constantly poking at the ground in front of him to prevent some accidents from happening.

Walking slowly, a road that was already overgrown with weeds appeared in the eyes of the dialect, and at the same time, the outline of the entire city slowly came into view.

It is not known if this civilization is Atlantean or not, but they still use buildings made of clay and stone, and there is no cement or higher building materials, just like the buildings that appear on the roadside......

Gently pushed the door of a building on the side of the road, and a piece of dust fell down, but the wooden door in front of him did not move at all, Fang Yan was stunned, raised his foot and kicked it directly.

"Bang!"

With the sound of the sound, there was a burst of dust, and he took a few steps back, slowly waiting for the dust to dissipate for a few minutes before raising his feet and walking in.

As Nuwa had predicted, the area had been destroyed by the eruption, and some of the furniture inside had remained in its original state, but it was covered with a thick layer of gray-black powder, volcanic ash.

Looking at the decoration of the room, he slowly raised his feet and walked in, and the two footprints were clearly left on the ground he had walked.

"Iron?"

Fang Yan picked up a kettle next to him, wiped the dust on it, and muttered softly.

Gently putting it down, Fang Yan looked around, then walked towards a corner, looked at the two bodies that seemed to be stone sculptures shrunk in the corner, shook his head, and slowly withdrew from the room.

After picking up the door again and blocking it in a decent manner, he continued to walk towards the city not far away, the flying machines in the sky kept circling, and the map that was originally full of fog was slowly unveiled......