Although the Earth is a scrapped planet that has been abandoned, no matter what, her technological level is still okay. Sun Xiran and a few people, no matter how you say it, can be said to be able to do a day trip to China. And Sun Xiran, after all, is older, not only in China, but also in the world, she is also a treasure, she has traveled to almost all countries. It can be said that if it weren't for the last few people in China, she would have been welcomed wherever she went.

However, Sun Xiran, who is in his eighties, has never traveled interstellarly, and he has not even thought so.

But now, with the light of bean paste, they are on an interstellar trip from Earth to the robot planet.

The transparent glass looks nothing special, but it can withstand the sudden change of pressure, and even withstand the impact of cosmic garbage fragments, the transformation of high temperature and extreme cold.

The first time Sun Xiran saw the appearance of the universe he was staying in, it was gray and desolate, and there was no appreciation value. However, the nerds, five or six, and they were very interested in talking non-stop, only three or three people stood in the corner of the edge, looking out alone, without a word, without a single expression, without a sound, without a single movement, alone, exuding a lonely atmosphere.

"The 45° direction is our planet." Dousha looked proud, and her tone revealed pride.

Sun Xiran and the others saw that as far as the eye could see on the right hand, there was a blue earth, and the faint blue light wrapped the planet that was getting closer and closer to everyone, and the blue planet was all silver and white. It's getting closer and closer, and slowly, all kinds of colors are rushing towards you, and it's the color of hope.

It's getting closer and closer, and the whole world has become desertified, and there are deserts as far as the eye can see. However, many colors have been artificially added: there are bright red buildings, there are big green sports cars, and there are all kinds of vulgar colors that are either red or green.

What surprised Sun Xiran even more was that it was all human beings here. Yes, when you open your eyes, you see human beings: yellow-skinned Chinese, white-skinned Americans, dark-skinned Africans... tall, short, fat, skinny...

Sun Xiran opened her mouth, her jaw began to tremble, she pointed to the people who were walking, running or driving, and wanted to ask, but she couldn't say a word. Not only her, but several others as well. These are the ancestors who abandoned them. They have a tacit understanding on Earth, and no one asks because they don't know how to deal with the ancestors who abandoned them. If the ancestors are doing well, should they be happy for their ancestors or lament that they have been abandoned? If the ancestors are not doing well, should they be happy for the justice of heaven or sad for the unfortunate life of the ancestors. But now, he was the first to see his ancestors.

"Don't think too much about it, it's not you humans, it's all our robots." When the term human was mentioned, no one noticed that Dousha looked disdainful when it mentioned the term.

Sun Xiran and the others suddenly felt a sense of relaxation, but at the same time, they felt a sense of loss.

However, none of them asked, "What about them?" Although each of them wanted to ask this question, none of them had the courage to say it.

"I told you a long time ago that the technological level of our robot planet is very strong, and you don't believe it." Dousha looked proud, "These are artificial skins independently developed by our planet, which are elastic and warm, and the elasticity will gradually lose with the age of use, and the temperature will change with the temperature in the air." ”

Everyone looked at everything around them in amazement, and the exclamations came one after another, it was purely a bunch of little people who had never seen the market, and they had embarrassed the earthlings on the robot planet.

In the desert, the robot has used various scientific and technological equipment to open up one city after another in the desert where the wind blows. Nanotechnology is applied to the periphery and sky of the city, which can not block the sun, wind or rain, but also block the flying yellow sand.

The ground of the city is covered with yellow sand, but after losing the effect of the strong wind, they seem to be very comfortable and quiet, walking barefoot on it, making people feel happy and have a massage function. Sun Xiran and the others saw that many robots were walking barefoot, and on a whim, they also took off their tattered shoes and walked barefoot on them.

The robot's love for color is not something that Sun Xiran and his group of humans can understand. All the shops and businesses, and even the surrounding residential houses, are all rendered in a cross of red and green. I think it should be a transparent white window glass, but here it is all colorful and colorful.

Looking at the colors of the various clothes on the robot, Sun Xiran and the others suddenly liked the old, torn and dirty clothes on their bodies.

You see, the male robot who walked over to him was one meter nine tall and weighed three hundred pounds, and his jumpsuit was tightly curled up on his body, which was between yellow and orange, which was indescribable and inexplicable, but it was definitely a color that made everyone feel vulgar to the bottom line.

Look at the female robot on your left who is hiding behind a black silk scarf that she is carrying in both hands, laughing earth-shatteringly: she is only 1.5 meters dead, and it is not estimated that she can touch it, which is a conservative estimate after adding the height of her ten-centimeter heels, she is wearing a dark pink shapewear and light green leggings that will make people breathless, and her shoes are bright gold that pierces people's eyes, and there is a diamond-like glass on them that shines, which is eye-catching.

You look back at the female robot immediately behind you, her height and body shape are not special, her costume is a light blue, nothing special, very normal. But please focus on her face now. See? Her eyebrows, dark blue; Her eyeliner is earthy yellow; Her eyeshadow is purple and royal blue; Her blush is the most common camel color; Her lipstick is a different leopard print color. The most talented thing is that she is the only one who paints a thick strip of bright white on the bridge of her nose.

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By now, you should understand how rich the colors of the robot planet must be. I have seen it for a long time.

The surrounding shops sell a variety of things, colorful, and bizarre.

One by one, large or small, some long and some short, some with five legs and some with eight legs, there is basically nothing that Sun Xiran has seen in all kinds of records or textbooks on the earth, which they usually do not even imagine to appear.

However, the transaction currency of the robot planet is what Sun Xiran and they have seen before: the amount of your unpaid labor.

Seeing the lively bargaining market, Sun Xiran and the others all secretly breathed a sigh of relief: they and others finally felt that they were alive.

Xiao Wuliu's eyes are not enough, he can't wait for his whole head to be full of eyes: this place is so fun and interesting. He pulled the big-bellied woman tightly, running east for a while, and west for a while, completely forgetting that the big-bellied woman still had a baby in her belly. And the excited big-bellied woman, like a child, forgets about her big belly and only cares about playing.

Sansan and the words kept walking side by side, to be precise, it should be the words that kept holding the three and san. The words kept pulling Sansan with his right hand, touching this and that with his left hand, introducing this and introducing that for Sansan, he had never closed his mouth in the first place, and in such a novel world, he was even more reluctant to shut up. The expression that has always been cowardly in the past has been swept away, and now it is full of fun and vitality.

And because Sansan can't see, plus he can't see since birth, his imagination is also lacking. No matter how carefully he described it, he couldn't imagine the world: what color is, what is strange and strange. In Sansan's mind, except for a piece of black, there was a piece of gray, a dead silence. Therefore, the sarcasm on his face has never been eliminated at all, and the sarcastic "heh, heh" along the way has not stopped.

Sun Xiran was very calm, she kept a calm heart and watched from side to side. Although she was in her eighties, she certainly hadn't seen any of these strange things. However, she must have experienced a lot, and she also knows what it means to be "a thousand worlds, there are no wonders", "only you can't think of it, there is nothing that no one else can't do"...

Nerds are different, her eyes never leave the bean paste. Because, she found that since the first time she stepped on this planet, the bean paste has not been the same as before. After studying all the way, it wasn't until just now that the nerd realized what was different: it seemed that no one could see or touch the bean paste at all. That's so much fun! The nerd found himself in a new direction of research.

That's right, obviously the bean paste followed behind the five or six without being in a hurry or dissatisfied, but everyone only saw the excited five or six, but no one could see the calm red paste. Dousha obviously walked like a king patrolling his kingdom, walking arrogantly and arrogantly, but even if someone collided with Dousha head-on, he shuttled directly without feeling, and Dousha just swayed like a wave around him, and it was fine.

It's so interesting, it's a completely new field of research.

Dousha pointed to a five-story dark purple and pale yellow building in front of them in front of them, located in the southernmost part of the city, and said to everyone, "This is the twelve-star hotel where you will stay and rest tonight." ”

Sun Xiran and the others looked at the building in front of them, which was completely decorated with dense roses of different sizes, and they didn't know what to say for a while. The building is square and evenly divided into 25 floor-to-ceiling glasses. On the top floor, next to each other, 12 golden five-pointed stars are decorated.

Dousha looked proud: "This city, called Twelve Star City, is the only 12-star hotel on the entire planet. It is the pride of our entire robot planet, and it is our pride. You know, the dignitaries and wealthy people who are lining up to enter this hotel must register five years in advance and pay a five-year entry fee before they can enjoy a night's service. ”

About a kilometer from the hotel, a two-meter-wide non-slip red carpet was laid on the ground. Sun Xiran paid attention to it, no matter how crowded the people around him were, no one stepped on this red carpet.

Dousha has the gentlemanly demeanor of an English man at this time: "Please".

Everyone stepped on the red carpet, and the soft feeling made everyone tremble and breathe a sigh of relief: It's so comfortable.

Receiving the envious eyes of the people around them, Sun Xiran and they have never been so decent in their lives.

Of course, Sansan, who couldn't see anything, except for the sarcastic expression, was only left with a sarcastic "he, he".