"Good work!"

Fang Wuwei waved his hand with a hypocritical smile on his face, shouted at the courier brother who was far away, and then slowly walked back to the living room.

In the living room, Wu Meng and the three of them were already ready, standing in front of the "bathtub", waiting for Fang Wuwei.

Zheng Koumao stood on the far left, still wearing a vest, and his bulging muscles seemed to be a little bigger than before. On the face of the "resolute" Chinese character, a shallow scar crossed from the top of the left eye to the bottom, and the corners of the mouth went down, looking like he was waiting for battle.

Wu Meng in the middle, two small hands in the pockets of the white coat, although the white coat is a bit big for her, but it does not affect Wu Meng's proud and extraordinary taste at all. Under the delicate little nose, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a confident smile appeared on her face, looking at Fang Wuwei expectantly.

Xiao Lian, who was wearing a cyan robe, stood on the right, and his figure was also strong and extraordinary. However, compared with Zheng Koumao, Xiao Lian is more symmetrical, just like a Thai boxer, strong and capable. There is a hint of perseverance in the two eyes, which is best described by the four words of the fairy wind bone.

Fang Wuwei looked at the three people in front of him, they were all ready to go, and each one had more aura than the other, and the originally gloomy mood also rose.

Fang Wuwei nodded vigorously towards the three of them, his heart was full of confidence that swept everything, walked towards the three of them, and said loudly step by step:

"Goal! A sea of stars! Let's go! ”

The three of them looked at Fang Wuwei with a puzzled expression, "oh", and nodded in unison. Then, the previous momentum disappeared in an instant, and he turned around and climbed into the "bathtub" one by one.

Zheng Koumao sat in the bathtub and scratched his crotch, with a sad face, probably still worried about this mission.

Wu Meng kept stuffing all kinds of things into the bathtub, what books, what wrenches, and even threw the previous water dispenser into it, and after stuffing it, he patted Zheng Koumao, who was bigger than himself, and motioned Zheng Koumao to stuff these things into the space bag.

Xiao Lian carefully sat in the corner of the bathtub, looked at Zheng Koumao and Wu Meng, and then shouted at Fang Wuwei, who was standing stupidly:

"Master, come up quickly. Also, what is the sea of stars you just mentioned? ”

Fang Wuwei glanced at Xiao Lian with a black line on his face, sighed helplessly, and silently turned into the bathtub:

"Good apprentice, just say it casually as a teacher, just don't care about it."

In this way, Fang Wuwei and his group of four people were crowded in the bathtub, staring at each other with big eyes, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do. Fortunately, this bathtub is not small, so as long as four people sit with their legs hugged, they will not be crowded together, and there will be some space.

After a while, Fang Wuwei squatted in the bathtub, waited for about three minutes, and finally couldn't help it, and complained to the three people around him:

"Aren't you going to do something?!"

From the moment the four people sat in the bathtub, the four of them looked stupidly and didn't do anything, and the bathtub remained quietly in the living room, nothing happened. From an outsider's point of view, it's as if there are four neuropaths squatting in the bathtub in the living room and having some kind of comic rally.

Zheng Koumao silently glanced at Fang Wuwei, and then looked at Wu Meng.

Wu Meng's big eyes blinked twice, then looked at Xiao Lian and asked:

"Cave man, aren't you going to do something?"

Xiao Lian was stunned, pinched a trick in his hand, and the bathtub glowed with colorful light again, but soon stopped again.

Xiao Lian frowned, shook his head and said:

"If you don't have true qi, you still can't push the magic weapon for a long time......"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Lian looked at Fang Wuwei again.

Fang Wuwei looked at the three people around him with a black line on his face, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Then looked at his phone and asked Wu Meng suspiciously:

"Speaking of which, Wu Meng, do you know what cosmic positioning means? I seem to have a coordinate. ”

Wu Meng tilted his head and looked at the mobile phone in Fang Wuwei's hand, and asked directly:

"What coordinates, tell me."

Fang Wuwei snorted, carefully looked at the previous notice of infinite space, and read it word by word:

"Hmm...... Cosmic Positioning...... Based on the triangular pulse universe...... Upper offset -112°31′46"...... Right caster +23°14′76"...... Distance 452.6321 pulsed light-years...... The timeline is based on Earth time - 0.464286e-11 cosmic years.

How about it, Wu Meng, can you understand? ”

Wu Meng frowned, the earth has barely entered the space age in the future, but in terms of transcending the universe, scientific research on parallel universes is still stagnant. This can be seen from what Wu Meng has done so far. For example, Wu Meng jumped back for the first time, and she didn't know much about the things in the parallel universe. Also, it wasn't until Wu Meng studied Xiao Lian's magic weapon this time that he really created a "time machine". Therefore, Wu Meng is not very comprehensible, the so-called cosmic positioning coordinates.

Wu Meng frowned, bit her lip and said:

"In the future, the navigation coordinates of spacecraft will be based on three pulsars (Du Niang: a fast rotating neutron star with a strong magnetic field of 10^7-10^14T, constantly emitting electromagnetic pulse signals). The pulsars on this coordinate should be similar to the pulsars, all of which are constantly emitting strong signals, and they should be able to search for this kind of signal today.

The timeline is relatively easy to understand, a cosmic year is equivalent to 230 million years (2.2 to 250 million years to be exact), and -0.464286e-11 cosmic years are moving in space, and we have to go back 0.464286 times 10 times to the power of -11 and then multiply by 230 million years...... That is...... That is...... That's three days back!

But what is a pulsed light-year? How much does that translate to light years? ”

Wu Meng's little face showed a thinking expression, Fang Wuwei had never seen Wu Meng think for so long in the time he had known Wu Meng.

Just when Fang Wuwei wanted to ask, Wu Meng's frowning brows suddenly relaxed, as if he thought of something, and smiled.

Wu Meng, who was smiling happily, clicked a few times on the bathtub. A virtual light screen popped up in the middle of the bathtub, Wu Meng crackled and frantically entered data on the light screen, and then pressed "OK".

After everything was done, Wu Meng sat in the bathtub, raised his clenched little fist, and then said loudly:

"Our goal is the sea of stars! Come on! ”

Suddenly, a strange protective film gushed out from the shower head erected from the bathtub, enveloping the entire bathtub. Fang Wuwei, who was sitting in the bathtub, only felt a violent tremor, and then in the living room outside the protective film, a small opening was opened, and that small opening seemed to be infinitely attractive, instantly swallowing the entire bathtub and sucking it into the darkness.

Fang Wuwei looked at the beams of light condensed into one by one outside the protective film, clinging to the wall of the bathtub tightly, and asked Wu Meng nervously:

"Have you determined the coordinates?!"

Wu Meng stood up, looked ahead with her hands on her waist, her side face kept flashing the strange light around her, and said with fanatical eyes:

"Nope! This day we have to jump to the edge of the universe and record the data! Primitives One! Rest assured! This genius is a genius among geniuses! So! It's good to believe that this genius is good!! ”