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When Xiao Ye finally walked out of the door under the eager gaze of the curator, her target, that is, the medium-sized van painted with the four big characters "Zhenhua Bookstore", was still driving happily on the street.

Sitting in the front seat of the van, Wu Xiaoyu's eyes looked through the dusty glass at a certain building thousands of meters away.

Through this action, at a distance where ordinary people can only see a gray shadow, Wu Xiaoyu can see this building clearly:

It's quite an eye-catching building!

It has an old style, and the overall design idea obviously belongs to the popular style at the end of the last century; In the surrounding mass of towering buildings, it is only three stories high; Surrounded by a beautifully decorated place, each palm-sized position is crowded into several walls of signboard advertising, and its walls are bare, completely exposing the peeling paint and stained facades.

This is Cheongseong Planetarium.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he spent a few minutes searching and browsing before going out, even with the ability of a level 33 parasite, it was unlikely that Wu Xiaoyu would be able to see the purpose of this building from a distance, and from the angle of his line of sight, he could not see the purpose of this building when he could not observe the small wooden sign on top of it.

Of course, that's not to say it's all meritorious.

It didn't take long for the van to stop near the "merits" of the Cheongseong Planetarium.

The so-called "advantages" refer to the fact that in this city where every inch of land is valuable, in front of this dilapidated house, there is an exclusive vacant land of tens of square meters in size. However, in this precious open space, at this time, there are only a few old electric cars or bicycles, parked among a stubble of gray and yellowish weeds.

Qingcheng Planetarium, has it been embarrassed to this extent?

Following behind Wu Xiaoyu, Mao Wenxiong stepped out of the van for the second time, looking at the situation in front of him, except for shaking his head, he really couldn't think of any other actions to express the emotion in his heart.

The reality is that if someone looks at it for the first time, they can't tell from the appearance of the planetarium that it is embarrassed. Then, the gentleman only had to look at the rows of dead wood fences around the clearing, which were used to enclose them, or, alternatively, the wooden doors and windows that were directly exposed to everyone's sight, without any anti-theft measures, and then anyone could get the most correct judgment: or, the funds of the Qingcheng Planetarium were about too small to be repaired; Or, the equipment of the planetarium is old, and even a thief will not be interested in going in and touching it.

Mao Wenxiong felt that he had made the most adequate psychological preparations, but it was obviously too early to start feeling now.

Walking into the first floor of the planetarium, the soles of the shoes of the four people, stepping on the unevenly polished concrete floor, made a dull echo that was not very pleasant, and soon, on a wooden door of the barge, they found the location of the office.

"Hello......" Wu Xiaoyu was the first to step in, and said to the man sitting behind an old-fashioned desk, holding a copy of "Qingcheng Daily" and reading: "Hello, we are here to donate books, what should I do?" ”

"Donate?" As if he hadn't heard similar words for a long time, the man's voice was obviously full of surprise. So, he immediately put down the newspaper, revealing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his hair, which was a little whiter than Mao Wenxiong's head, "Are you here to donate books?" Ah...... Welcome, welcome! ”

When it came time to say "welcome", the man had already squeezed the chair away with the back of his foot and walked over quickly.

Then, without looking, he walked straight past Wu Xiaoyu, who was in the lead, rushed to Mao Wenxiong, who was close behind, and grabbed his hands and swung them up and down.

It was only at this time that the elderly man used the corner of his eye to glance left and right and noticed the uniform of Mao Wenxiong and the two staff members. So, the old man hurriedly glanced at the nameplate pinned to Mao Wenxiong's shirt, and hurriedly said, "Oh, it turned out to be a comrade from Zhenhua Bookstore." You're so welcome...... Please take a seat, please take a seat. ”

"Uh......"

Mao Wenxiong was a little embarrassed, so he tried to pull his hand out of the man's enthusiastic hands, and said, "Hello, we are indeed employees of Zhenhua Bookstore...... But...... However, the gentleman in front of me ...... Yes, yes, it's the one you didn't see just now, he's the comrade who came to donate books. ”

This sentence has a significant effect.

In a short moment, the man quickly let go of Mao Wenxiong's hands, and his movements were so decisive that Mao Wenxiong had to have an illusion that his palm had turned into a bundle of weeds and firewood of insignificant value in the moment just now, or a piece of hot red-hot soldering iron.

"Oh, this gentleman, hello hello! You're so welcome. ”

At the same time, before the man who made this gesture had time to turn his head, his mouth had already expressed the enthusiasm that only the most familiar old friends could enjoy, in the most sincere tone.

Wu Xiaoyu, who was ignored just now, didn't make any gesture, he shook hands with the man, and said, "Hello, I want to ask, what kind of procedures do you have to donate books?" ”

"Formalities? Where do I need to donate a book? Oh......"

After a slight stunned, the man suddenly realized, he hurriedly hurried back to the desk in a few steps, grabbed a ballpoint pen, pasted it on the blank space on the edge of the "Qingcheng Daily", and said, "...... Oh, yes, before donating a book, please leave your name, phone number, address, etc., so that we can express our gratitude in the future......"

"Okay." Wu Xiaoyu said.

"Okay, then...... The gentleman ......" The old man paused slightly and said, "Excuse me...... What's your last name? ”

Hearing this, Mao Wenxiong and the two staff members glanced at each other in unison, and they couldn't help but laugh dumbly. This sentence, which is used between strangers and to ask for a surname, is extremely ordinary in itself, but at this time, with the extremely familiar tone and extremely enthusiastic tone of an elderly man, it has an indescribable and inexplicable strange meaning.

"Don't be expensive, my surname is Wu, and my name is Wu Xiaoyu."

"Tut-tut...... Wu Xiaoyu, Wu Xiaoyu, modest and elegant, full of charm...... Good name, good name, then ......" The old man wrote two strokes in the blank space of the newspaper, and said: "Mr. Wu is expensive this year?" ”

"I'm twenty-three years old."

"Oh, young, young and promising, remarkable....... the man also wrote this down, and said, "So, where is the place of your mansion?" ”

"I live at No. 175 Liuliuhe Flood Control Avenue, on the second floor of the store of the barbecue galaxy."

"Ah, there...... Good place, good place. The scenery is good, the air is good, the environment is better, Mr. Wu will really enjoy life......" It took a little more time to write down the long list of addresses, and after a few rustles, the man said: "So, may I ask Mr. Wu, what are your convenient contact information......

While Wu Xiaoyu and the elderly man were asking and answering, Mao Wenxiong and two staff members stood quietly next to them and did not interject.

However, when he first heard the strange tone of the elderly man asking for his surname, Mao Wenxiong's face naturally involuntarily showed a slight ridicule;

Subsequently, when he heard the elderly man complimenting Wu Xiaoyu's name far-fetchedly, and asked Wu Xiaoyu's age and address in a tone almost like a junior facing an elder, Mao Wenxiong tried his best to restrain himself, but the faces of the two staff members turned a slight ridicule into a deep sense of contempt;

This is an irrepressible process, and later, as the words of praise and praise come out of the mouths of the old men, endlessly, extremely skillfully, sentence after sentence, the expressions of the three onlookers become more and more exciting. Even, one of the staff members had to pinch the muscles of his leg to keep himself on his feet and not laugh out loud while holding his stomach.

This situation did not last long, and after a while, continuing to listen to the old man's almost a little shameless praise, and the tone of whispering and trying to please, Mao Wenxiong suddenly had some other feelings.

This feeling, perhaps due to the fact that the laughter and disdain in his heart had reached its peak and could not continue to increase; Or maybe it's something else, some kind of inexplicable reason.

In short, no matter what, Mao Wenxiong slowly smiled and tightened his face.

Suddenly, Mao Wenxiong walked up to the two staff members and shouted softly in a stern voice: "Enough! Don't laugh anymore! ”

"How?" The staff turned around, although they didn't make a sound, but from the expressions on their two faces, Mao Wenxiong clearly read such doubts.

"Not ......much," Mao Wenxiong muttered.

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the staff, but cast his eyes on the elderly man opposite.

Looking at the two lips of the old man who spat out flattering words endlessly, Mao Wenxiong suddenly sighed and looked away slightly.

It's not early, and looking through the old panes of the office, in the distance, the slowly changing horizon has already had some gray colors. At dusk, the sun was gradually setting, the light was no longer very bright, and the evening breeze blew into the room, sweeping away a lot of dull breath, and blowing the white hair on the forehead of the old man.

Qingcheng Planetarium has been embarrassed to this extent.

Mao Wenxiong thought about it for the second time.

Looking at the color of the sky, looking at the old panes, and looking at the fluttering white hair, for a moment, the word "dusk and sunset" suddenly flashed through Mao Wenxiong's heart.

So, looking at the wrinkles on the old man's forehead, the slightly wiggling waist, and Mao Wenxiong's ears, it seemed that he had auditory hallucinations for a moment.

It seems that in an instant, what came out of the man's mouth was no longer flattering and flattering, but turned into a sentence of hope and dedication to the Qingcheng Planetarium, and a voice of love and affection for the Qingcheng Planetarium.

Unconsciously, Mao Wenxiong's face began to try his best to maintain a serious ----or more respectful ---- expression, and he stood straight next to him, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't know how long it had passed.

Suddenly, in his ears, he heard the old man say, "Finally...... You have time to spare...... Oh, and from time to time, make an appointment in advance...... Good, good, good ......"

After saying this, the old man gently put the ballpoint pen back into the pen holder, and because of his concentrated observation, Mao Wenxiong felt that his movements showed a gesture of cherishment.

Then, the old man turned back to Wu Xiaoyu and said, "...... Okay, just make a note of that...... Mr. Wu, may I ask ...... those books?"

"Oh...... Those books ......" Wu Xiaoyu said: "Right away." ”

Immediately, less than five minutes later, there were three more large boxes in the not very spacious office, and they took up a large part of the remaining space.

As early as when the first box was just moved in, the elderly man immediately rushed to the side of the box, couldn't wait to open the cover, and gently stroked the covers of the books inside.

Then, almost every time he took out a book, he would spit out a word of thanks in his mouth: "...... Space Interferometry, thank you, thank you...... Oops, "Stars and the Milky Way", good books...... "Gravitational Wave Astronomy", tut-tut-tut......"

It can be seen that the study of astronomy by older men should also be quite in-depth. After all, he can read many foreign words on the cover in the domestic language meticulously. At the same time, Mao Wenxiong also noticed that when he was flipping through the book, the thanks in the old man's mouth were obviously much more sincere and casual than the tone of flattery and praise just now.

After all the boxes were moved, seeing the old man still staying next to the boxes, looking through the books in fascination, Mao Wenxiong seemed to remember his experience of working hard for Zhenhua Bookstore, so he couldn't help but sigh again in his heart.

At this time, Wu Xiaoyu walked up to the man and said, "So...... Excuse me, that's it. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's so good......"

The old man reluctantly stood up from the side of the box, still holding a few books in his hand, and said, "Mr. Wu, thank you so much." With these books of yours, I believe the planetarium could add several more lecture topics in the next few months, nay, years. I'll tell you ......"

Speaking of this, the man's face showed a little wry smile and said, "...... To tell you the truth, I really don't know how to thank you. Thank you so much....... Your books, many, many, are the books we need the most at the moment. In other words, don't say that you have so many books in this box, in fact, these are the latest ones, from the foreign star atlas, our planetarium has wanted it for a long time. ”

Hearing this, Mao Wenxiong couldn't help but glance at the few books he was holding tightly in his hand, and then, a wry smile almost identical to the man's face immediately appeared on his face.

Mao Wenxiong clearly saw that in the man's mouth, on the cover of the so-called "Latest Star Atlas" book, the time of publication was clearly marked two years ago.

You Qingcheng Planetarium wanted it, and sure enough, it's been a long time......

Just a few books, all of which had to drag on for two years, could not be solved. Mao Wenxiong can imagine how tight the planetarium's funds have been in these years, and the process of using these meager funds will make the staff in the planetarium how brain-wrenching and nerve-wracking they are.

Wu Xiaoyu, a young man, thinks about it, thinks about it...... I thought about it really carefully.

Mao Wenxiong thought like this, as long as he looked at the expression of this elderly man, everyone would know that these books in the planetarium would definitely be more valuable than in the library.

However, Mao Wenxiong thinks more about this, like Wu Xiaoyu, before donating books, carefully consider the purpose of the books and the places where the value can be best reflected, this kind of attitude is more likely to reflect the intention of sincerely considering these books, or in other words, a more responsible attitude.

Vaguely, Mao Wenxiong himself did not realize that in the depths of his heart, the good impression of Wu Xiaoyu had gradually changed, and even quietly produced some mood close to admiration.

"Okay, you don't have to be too polite......" At this time, Wu Xiaoyu smiled and said to the old man: "Since it's okay to donate books...... So, I'd like to ask...... Is it time to leave work? ”

"Now?" The old man raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "Not yet, what's the matter?" ”

"Oh......" Wu Xiaoyu said: "If it is convenient, I would like to visit the exhibition hall of your museum." ”

There is no doubt that at this moment, Wu Xiaoyu's request is about the needs of an elderly man.

Two minutes later, the five of them stood in the exhibition hall of the Qingcheng Planetarium.

No matter how advanced the equipment and how luxuriously decorated the planetarium, in the eyes of 1A7489, it is naturally the same simple and backward grass shed.

So, as soon as he entered the exhibition hall, 1A7489 immediately took over all the control of his body, and then, he did not waste a trace of time at all about the simple appearance of the surrounding decoration, or the lack of maintenance equipment, and it was impossible to waste any trace of energy, or make any expression of contempt or contempt.

I have to say that 1A7489's non-squinting posture made the elderly man who was originally a little worried and worried that the exhibition hall would be disgraced in the eyes of senior astronomy enthusiasts breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, the elderly man watched 1A7489 walk straight past the planetarium, past the wooden chair and seat, past the projection screen, and over to the astronomical telescope in the corner.

Standing there, 1A7489 leaned in front of the camera and looked at it, reached out and touched the exterior of the miniature telescope, and then, less than a minute later, he walked back and said, "Okay, thank you...... I'm done. So, that's it......"

"Ah......" The old man couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and said, "Is this all over?" ”

"Yes, thank you."

Yes, thank you. I've already studied what the miniature telescope needs to improve.

1A7489 thought so, and then he turned around and walked out the door with the three people who didn't seem to be very interested in visiting.

"Mr. Wu, welcome to come back next time." Watching the three of them walk towards the van, the elderly man who chased out of the gate said repeatedly, "I must come and see it again." ”

"Okay, I'll see you again." 1A7489 said.

Yes, will definitely see you again.

1A7489 thinks so, if you want to build a spaceship that meets the minimum standards for interstellar navigation, and in particular, if you want to build a spaceship that meets the minimum standards for interstellar navigation in a very short time, then you must make the most of this group of indigenous monkeys with maximum efficiency and in the widest range.

No matter what means or methods are used, in short, in the future, all the forces, all the resources, and all the monkeys on this planet must work together for the unified goal of spaceship.

Of course, it will take some time to reach this standard, and it is indeed not mature enough.

However, with the present capabilities of the parasite, and the various indigenous social relations, it has been possible and must be done to make more monkeys interested in astronomy in the field of influence, so that they can also develop an equally positive interest in astronautics, aerospace physics, and so on.

I have to say that 1A7489 is really quite considerate of the carbon-based monkeys' dedication to science, and at the same time, it is also extremely considerate of the ability limit of Wu Xiaoyu's parasite.

So, this "more monkeys that must be affected", 1A7489 defines it as only 2% of the total number of carbon-based monkeys, or 100 million, and a little more than tens of millions.

It's an extremely simple task.

Even, 1A7489 personally pointed out one of the realization ideas to the parasite who should be grateful.

For example, the astronomy books that have been read are stuffed into the only astronomical science popularization institution in Qingcheng, and then, through this method, a certain number of people are influenced.

As for how many monkeys can be affected......

As for how much effect it can have......

Suddenly, 1A7489 took control of the parasite's lower left limb, using inertia rather than energy, to move its landing point two centimeters away from its intended location.

Through the eyes of the Level 33 parasite, 1A7489 distributes 0.01% of its attention, and from the afterglow, it is revealed that an ant is continuing to crawl slowly along the intended landing point of his left leg.

This ant may also be useful in the future.

The word "also" means that it will have the same effect as the act of donating books today may have in the future.

For example, ten out of 100 million monkeys.

Or nine?

It doesn't matter, or even if it does, it's something that the parasite should worry about from the next stage, or rather, from the next second.

One.

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At the same time, Xiao Ye, who was sweating all over, finally stepped into the door of Zhenhua Bookstore before Zhenhua Bookstore closed.

It's not a coincidence, for this "finally", she paid the price of her fingers being clamped by the iron door.

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At the same time.

In a sea of stars, whether it is size, shape, color, trajectory, etc., etc., it hardly conforms to any common sense of the earth, and has nothing to do with the starry sky above the earth's head.

Or rather, half a month ago, exactly the same old position.

The fleet commander, who was immersing himself in a certain calculation with up to 70% of his mental power, suddenly received a wavelength from the adjutant in the highest-level classified emergency channel:

"Commander, 0.0001 seconds ago (light rain early morning special interpreter, automatic conversion of time units), the Coalition Command, in response to your request, gave the first reply."

"How?"

The adjutant transmitted in the most standard fluctuation mode: "Your Excellency Commander of the Special 3 Independent Fleet, the application you sent has been received by the command, and after careful discussion and specific research, the command ......"

"Focus." In this wavelength, the commander incidentally attached a level of dissatisfaction up to 25 levels.

Level 25, the power is huge, and the wavelength from the adjutant instantly transforms: "Focus...... Your requirements have been met. ”

"Very good......" After indicating the 37-level satisfaction wavelength, the commander asked again, "When are they leaving?" ”

"All have already set off, 0.02 seconds ago, the Special Five Independent Fleet has received an order to depart from the Gurudin Star Field; 0.05 seconds ago, the Thirty-Three Fleets had received orders to depart from the Aden Star Field; 0.08 seconds ago, the Seventh Fleet of Cana had received orders to depart from the Kent Field; 0.13 seconds ago, the second and seventh fleets of the Xianshan Luo Group had received an order to set off from the Haiyin Star Domain......"

No wavelength can gush forever, and the same is true for the adjutant's wavelength.

After accepting it, the fleet commander waited a long time of 0.0001 seconds, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, "What else?" ”

"Your Excellency?"

"What about the other fleets? Still getting ready? ”

"The rest of the fleet? No, Your Excellency, that's all the fleet......" The wavelength of the adjutant, for some reason, quietly reduced the intensity.

The commander's wavelength instantly rose to its highest intensity, and even almost caused an overflow: "What! With only thirty-five support fleets, can this be called: My requirements have all been met? ”

After a long time, the adjutant timidly came the wavelength of the lowest intensity: "Is it too little?" ”

"No, my dear adjutant......"

There was an extremely brief pause, an extremely short period of time, and the commander hastened to quickly eliminate the backward emotions that are in the fluctuation, the scientific name is "excited", and under normal circumstances, only carbon-based ones are prone to occur, "...... It's not too little, for the old troubles of that universe, for the only purpose of that peace and discipline, that is to be able to continue to be safe and disciplined, for the interstellar sores that can not continue to be disciplined, thirty-six small fleets, simply not enough to plug between its teeth. ”

"What then?" Perhaps because he had never seen a commander's misjudgment, and at the same time, he had never seen the commander's wavelength so disordered, and the adjutant's fluctuations were mixed with a hint of panic.

"What else can I do? I can only choose the only solution. ”

"Huh?"

"Yes, I can only go and write my suicide note."

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