The dust in the air gradually thickened, and the sky became darker and darker, as if it were cloudy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking up, the sun was not as hot as usual, and a reddish halo appeared around it.

This indicates that the dust storm is not far away.

Unfortunately, Zheng Guo walked around the Devil's City for nearly an hour, and still didn't find a suitable shelter.

It's cheap and hard to pick up, so you still have to do it yourself.

Zheng Guo stopped in front of a sandstone pillar and looked up.

This sandstone pillar is about ten meters high, the lower part is thick, and the higher it goes, the thinner it becomes, and the overall shape resembles a tall tower.

It is located in a low-lying area surrounded by knee-high weeds.

Most of these weeds have been dried by the sun, but a few of them are still firm and green, indicating that the underground water source here is relatively abundant.

The go-diggers bouncing around the tower, occasionally rubbing their beaks on the ground and seemingly excited. Goggers do not have vocal organs, so the only way to express excitement is through body language.

Not far to the left of the tower stands an arc-shaped "wall" about three meters high.

On the right, there are two mounds, one large and one small, sitting side by side. The big one was almost half the height of the tower, and the smaller one was just over two meters tall.

Zheng Guo stepped forward and touched the surface of the tower.

"Although it is a rock, it is not very hard after long-term wind and sand erosion, and it is only harder than soil, so it is easy to excavate."

Zheng Guo said, pulled out the black star dagger, and drew a cross on it, using it as a coordinate.

Put the equipment aside, walked to the "tower", slowly clenched his right fist, and slowly exhaled a breath, and the internal breath in the lower abdomen spread and surged.

The inner breath flows down the meridians into the right arm and converges on the right fist.

He took half a step back, sank his dantian, aimed at the fork, and punched out.

Bang!

Centered on the cross, cracks appeared on the surface of the sandstone, spreading out in all directions.

Another punch.

The debris peels off and a shallow pit appears on the surface.

He then threw six more punches in a row, each of which used internal strength.

After a muffled sound and a cracking sound, the basic form of the artificial niche has emerged.

The next thing is to dig further with a dagger on top of this.

This is not a lot of work, half an hour is enough.

Time was pressing, Zheng Guo did not stop to rest, and immediately started working.

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Near the planet Icarlo, a lightweight frigate with a lower deck.

Directly in the middle of the deck was a shuttle—or rather, a former one.

Now that the fuselage has been twisted, it is technically just a pile of steel rags.

Several staff members in blue uniforms were surrounding the pile of rags, recording something on their respective recorders, and occasionally exchanging words and discussing a few words.

Among them was an unusually thin man, holding a device with a light emitting from the top of the device, scanning the entire shuttle up and down.

At the same time, a three-dimensional image appeared in front of him, which was a virtual model of the shuttle.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and a woman walked in.

"Team Xu."

"Team Xu."

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Several staff members stopped what they were doing and greeted her, obviously her status here is not low.

Xu Ying nodded and walked straight to the thin man.

Seeing that he was busy, he picked up a data panel from the workbench next to him and looked at it.

The dense data made her look dazed, and she simply stopped looking at it.

"Guo Yun, do you need help?" She asked the thin man.

When Guo Yun heard this, he handed her the instrument in his hand.

"Help me get it, the top of the instrument is aligned with the shuttle, the scanning beam is not biased, and the coverage is complete. If the next part is missed, the data will be missing, and the result will be ......"

"The top is on the shuttle, right, understand." Xu Ying took the instrument and interrupted him.

Guo Yun began to fight with both hands, and quickly operated on the virtual screen.

"What is this doing?"

"Simulated restoration of the shuttle. In layman's terms, it is to scan the shape of the shuttle, establish a data model, and then use REM technology to ......"

"Uh-huh, got it, got it." Xu Ying interrupted him again.

He is truly a former teacher. She muttered to herself.

After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "What do you think it was damaged by?" ”

"It's not certain yet." Guo Yun paused, and then said, "We have extracted some biological tissues from the fuselage and have sent them to the laboratory for analysis. ”

"Biological tissue?" Xu Ying raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean...... Was this shuttle destroyed by some kind of creature in the desert? ”

"I didn't say that, but it's a possibility."

Xu Ying disagreed.

How could there be such a perverted creature, and it is not a science fiction film.

There must be another explanation, a more scientific and reasonable explanation.

With Guo Yun's rapid operation, the three-dimensional model next to it is also changing frame by frame, and it can be seen that its form is gradually restoring from a distorted state.

A few minutes later, the restoration work was completed, and a three-dimensional virtual model of the shuttle appeared in front of everyone.

Also restored is a vague humanoid figure in the driver's seat.

"I remember the driver as ...... Little A, right? Xu Ying frowned, "What about the gecko?" ”

"He's not in the car." Guo Yun replied.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure that if he's here, he'll have the image restored."

In other words, when the shuttle was damaged, the gecko was not in the car.

It's possible that he's still alive.

"I'll tell the captain," Xu Ying walked briskly towards the elevator, suddenly remembered something, turned back to a staff member and said, "Prepare a shuttle." ”

Looks like we're going to the desert again.

But the alarm system there is really annoying, damn Tesla. She slandered herself.

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The sky was cloudy, and the sun was almost completely obscured by the blowing sand, becoming a blurry bright spot.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, carrying the yellow sand and sweeping in.

Zheng Guo burrowed into the niche that had just been dug.

The space is not large, more than a meter deep, and more than half a person high.

You can't lie down, you can only sit in it and rest.

Comfort was ok though.

"This is my shelter, and I should be able to get a good night's sleep now." Zheng Guo sat inside, twisted his body, found a comfortable position, looked left and right, and had a brisk smile on his face.

You could tell he was happy with the shelter.

But in the eyes of sailors, this so-called shelter is really indescribable......

"If you like it......"

"Guo Ye is too easy to satisfy."

"It's so happy."

"Happy like a silly kid =_="

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Winds poured into the Devil's Town, weaving between the sandstones, making a ghostly howl.

"I finally know why it's called Devil's City, this movement, are you sure you can sleep?"

"It's so crazy, goosebumps are up."

"If it were me, I would have had a nervous breakdown to sleep all night."

"It's okay, after all, the fruit master is thick and big - I mean nerves, if you want to be crooked, it's dirty, don't pretend to be pure in the future."

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