Lowering his head, the cactus looked at his friend and thought of an idea, so he said, "Shall we fly around the city of Lanze and unfold the form of a heavenly warrior?" ”

"Yes, I've lived here for many years, and I used to use civilian spaceships to come and go like my usual interstellar citizens, which was really boring." Luo Bing was a little excited.

After hearing this, Moon Dance Cangtian was of course very excited, and said, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go now." ”

At this time, Taki Shuang thought for a while and said: "Although there is nothing to see in the surrounding star field, for example, the possibility of a battle is very small, but it is also good to fly like a bird for a while, especially in a place where there is no air, the flesh of our heavenly warriors can be unrestrained, without any physiological movement, only our will is controlling our flesh, this is a very wonderful feeling." ”

So everyone rejoiced, after a flash of light, the cactus and several friends all unfolded the form of the heavenly warriors in the light, although they were still wearing the usual clothes, their physical bodies had gone through a qualitative leap, and they were completely out of the control of the physical laws of the interstellar citizens.

Although their faces were no different from ordinary people, their flesh exuded a slight halo, all of which were white, and in the sun, it looked as if their skin was covered in a layer of fireflies.

But no one cared, their figures disappeared in an instant, and only half a second later, outside this tens of millions of square kilometers of Lanze City, a hundred thousand kilometers away from it, there were cactus figures. But as the leader of the cactus, their traces were difficult to capture at once, and in just a quarter of an hour, they traveled as far as the world, tens of thousands of kilometers away.

The figures of the six people turned into six rays of light, flying like butterflies over the vast earth's orbit, although their flesh was so small that no one on the earth could see their light and shadow. Only by this time, the city of Lanze was already in the short night, and the interstellar citizens there could see as if something was flying in their sky.

A little boy was secretly smoking a cigarette in the middle of the street, he was an orphan, and because he had just gotten a little money on the street with a few buddies, he learned from the adults to buy a pack of cigarettes to smoke.

The little boy, whose name was Cabool, was only about thirteen years old, and at this moment he lit a white cigarette with a broken lighter, and was about to smoke it as he looked like a cigarette from the street, but the spicy smell stung his throat.

"Damn, it's so uncomfortable to smoke a cigarette, fuck you, don't let me live!" Kabul scolded, but he was actually scolding his fate.

After all, Kabul was still a child, and suddenly an inexplicable grief welled up in his heart, his eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't help crying when he thought of the extraordinary hardships of life in this blue city.

"Isn't it just a cigarette, I spent all the money for food on it, and it turned out to be so difficult to smoke, I thought I would be very happy." With that, he threw the white cigarette on the ground, put away the remaining pack, and said alone, "Sell this pack of cigarettes to someone else, and maybe you can get two meals for it." ”

Thinking of this, the little kid suddenly felt a surge of happiness in his heart, and he said: "Isn't it the city of Lanze, our great hero Cactus Big Brother established this city, and at that time, countless interstellar refugees poured here and got the opportunity to work. I heard that my grandfather came from that era. It's just that my parents' generation had a financial crisis that led to a huge drop in job opportunities, and my parents died of illness, and although I survived, I must have believed that I could get a job offer. ”

With that, Cabul looked at the sky with relief, the vast universe was filled with a mesmerizing aura, he had never watched television since he could remember, and every lonely night he had fallen asleep peacefully watching the Milky Way in the sky.

But at this time, Cabul's eyes lit up, and he saw five beautiful rays of light chasing each other in the night sky, like five beautiful butterflies playing with each other in the vast sky.

"Wow, that's beautiful! It must be a God-given warrior, I've seen it on billboards on the streets, and only God-given warriors can come and go freely in the cruel environment of the universe. ”

But, suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, as if it struck his young but surging heart, and Caboul said: "If this fate is like a flowing cloud in the sky, though the cloud is so varied that it is like an elusive fate. However, I think that my true destiny is like a sky without clouds, and that sky is my true destiny. One day, I must be like those powerful heavenly warriors who dance in space, free to roam the vast universe and come and go freely. Also, you're sure to get a job offer! ”

At this time, Kabul's mind was already firm, and he said: "From now on, I will change my name to Wuyun, and I want to stand on my feet and find a job in this blue city established by the cactus heroes!" ”

At the end, this future heaven-sent warrior named Cloudless gradually disappeared into the dark alleys, waiting for his fate, is it really like his name, that real fate, is the cloudless sky?

It's just this time that Cactus and his friends encounter a strange thing.

"Look, there's something shining there, could it be some other god-sent warrior?" Although Luo Bing was excited, his facial expression was still very quiet.

At the same time, several other companions also saw a very large machine not far away, which took the shape of a ring, and there seemed to be something similar to the space-time interface when opening the space-time wormhole in the middle, but it didn't look like it was not.

At this time, the curiosity in the cactus's heart was aroused at once, and he increased the speed of his flight, leaving his companions far behind.

But Takishuang and the others didn't feel uncomfortable, but also sped up to keep up with the cactus, and they also wanted to see who was there and what they were doing.

When everyone flew over, only the piercing guy was still flying slowly, as if his eyes had seen what was there, and it was not strange.

A middle-aged man was wearing a simple but very protective spacesuit, standing in front of a large, sophisticated machine that was a kilometer high, fiddling with something.

At this time, the man was manipulating a pencil-like electric weld in his hand, soldering very fine silicon-based wires on the large unknown machine.

But when the cactus approached the man, the man did not notice the presence of the others, but continued to do his work as if he were very fond and interested in it.

But the cactus couldn't bear to disturb such a strange man, who was not a warrior from the outside, because he was wearing a spacesuit and did not react to the arrival of other warriors, so he obviously did not have the vigilance of a warrior.

At this time, Takishuang whispered to the man in a heaven-sent voice, "This gentleman, what are you doing?" It's like I've never seen you, but I'm here today? ”

Seeing Takishuang do this, the cactus was very incomprehensible, but the piercing one, a contract warrior who had almost all the information of the interstellar society, was the first to say: "The language of heaven is a language common to all intelligent life developed by the Blue Card Kingdom, although this is a heaven-sent warrior and contract warrior or a living dead ancient beast can be mastered by birth, but ordinary interstellar citizens, that is, intelligent life, can understand it, and the specific principle is that the language of heaven will translate itself after being transmitted to the brain of ordinary life."

"Okay, stop, I'll talk about the principle later, and then we'll see what this man is." The cactus was at a loss for the piercing man's rambling explanation, and he was still more interested in the scene in front of him.

As they spoke, the gentleman turned his head curiously and looked at the crowd, but then he turned his eyes to the cactus and said, "Isn't this the boss of the Blue City, how did you come here?" ”

But immediately, the gentleman came to his senses and said, "By the way, you are heavenly warriors, and you can fly and fight everywhere. ”

The cactus stared at the gentleman for a long time, completely bewildered by his self-talk, and did not know what Lu Dao was going to ask him for a while.

So, the gentleman began to ask himself questions and answer himself: "Hello, my name is Zuo Zuobu, although this name was taken by my parents, it's very strange, no way, no one can help this intellectual hobby, right?" ”

"Well, you must want to know what I'm doing here. Well, let me tell you, it's the activation device of a time wormhole. ”

"I won't talk about the specific principle, it seems that the cactus brothers really don't like long-winded words. Then I'll just say it bluntly, the so-called time wormhole, the difference between the time and space wormhole is that the machine in front of me, I designed it on the principle that it can travel through time at will, go back to the past or go to the future, as short as a second, as long as 100 million years. It can be done anytime, anywhere. ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. The cactus thought of one thing first, so he said, "Isn't that against the sky, go back to the past and do whatever you want, go to the future or do what you want to do, this"

For the time wormhole, it seems that several men dare to be interested, but the women seem to be very disdainful of this, Takishuang said: "If there is such a thing, the history of the four-dimensional time universe will be completely chaotic, and if you want to create this kind of thing, won't you add chaos to the history of this universe?" ”

Zuo Zuobu shook his head and said, "By the way, your considerations are very right. When everyone encounters this kind of thing, all they think of is nothing more than exploitation or suspicion. The fact that time travels through time will either make a person a god-like being in the past history, or an ignorant being in the future history. But what I'm trying to say is that none of this has anything to do with me. ”

Hearing this, the cactus lowered his head, and in his head, he was thinking about a very interesting thing.