introduction

Chu Ming died, and it was not a good time to die, especially for college students who had just graduated and had not found a job, and various insurance claim regulations were not suitable for him. His parents and a sister, 3 out of 6o billion grief is nothing, everything will pass, everything will continue.

Chapter 1: Otherworldly thaumaturgy

Immeasurably far away at a distance and in time, the Frost Blue Galaxy rotates gracefully. It is a young spiral galaxy with a diameter of about 70,000 light-years and the thickest part in the middle of about 1ooo light-years, containing 70 billion stars and countless life. The four cantilevered arms are like the silk of a dancer, dancing with stunning magnificence.

At the edge of the Frost Blue Galaxy, there was a faint red giant outside the arm of Blue's fourth spiral arm, and no one knew when the old star named Tejos would collapse and collapse, and no one was ever worried about it, including the soldiers and officers of the star's only planet, the Alpha V-7th War Zone. They cared about victory or defeat, whether they would return home alive or become a pension ranging from 20,000 to 10,000 faou. A terrible battle has passed, and the disastrous Alpha V-66 has become a little more alive, which means that in addition to the cold killing machines, there are real living soldiers. Every soldier who came out of the fortifications would take a look at the sky first, not to admire the feeble glow of the Tejos red giant, nor to admire the magnificent killing machines

"I don't think the Robrosi Empire will blast this place to pieces with antimatter cannons, right?" Corporal Dao Fei thinks more, so he has more troubles.

"Fool, the Frost Blue Peace Constitution is still in force, weapons of mass destruction and the complete destruction of a named planet are not allowed. What you should be worried about is your little crunch, you shouldn't leave it on the ground. "Sergeant Dolph is Dow's older brother, and he is annoyed to take care of this brother because he doesn't want to see another brother die.

"Where's my little crispy? Damn blazing beams. This is my fifth paper replacement, the logistics department of the old Jinda will not give me a new one, I must find it, otherwise I will have to be busy. ”

Corporal Dowfei's mind returned from the future to the present, he was only a civilian, and after the battle, when he was at his busiest, he began to search for it in the scorched and hard staff of the detachment. After repeated searching, he finally found his small crisp, which was a palm-sized piece of paper with scorch marks on the edges. Corporal Daofei was holding the piece of paper, and the expression of mourning on his face did not seem to be a contrived exaggeration.

"Stupid, you can tell Old Jinda that it's just broken and needs to be repaired and not replaced." Sergeant Dolph has been a soldier for 5 years and understands the rules and unspoken rules of the army better. He commanded his paper substitute and began to do his own work.

Sergeant Michio's paper is similar to his stature, with intricate patterns on the off-white surface, which are much more complex than they appear to look when viewed with a magnifying glass. Sergeant Doff's paper substitute hesitated for a moment, and then began to assist Doff in tidying up the things in the room, but Corporal Dofei's work was not moved at all, which made Corporal Dofei very dissatisfied. But he still followed his brother's advice and decided to be cheeky and go to old Jinda.

"Sergeant Kim, I'm just damaged, please recall the logistics regulations, this situation is allowed to be repaired." Corporal Daofei pleaded in a low voice, he had been grinding for a long time, but Old Jinda just wouldn't let go.

"Fart, is this damage? This is damage, more than 7o% of the damage is damaged, this can't be repaired, do you think the logistics department should take care of your? Old Jinda was very busy, his lying in a pile of documents, his wooden substitute was holding more documents in the back, and then behind it was the fourth-level warehouse of the logistics department, where paper and wood were the majority, and a small number of metal armor substitutes were in need of maintenance, but even these worn-out armor substitutes looked much more beautiful than those new paper substitutes and wooden substitutes.

"Sergeant Kim, think about it again, I just need a paper replacement, that is, one that can help me clean up, this kind of thing even housewives have, I promise, this time I will destroy it sooner." Corporal Dao Fei was doing his best efforts, perhaps this passage touched a relatively fragile nerve of old Jinda, and old Jinda finally raised his head from the pile of papers

"Okay, okay, this is the last time, I don't know when the next supply will arrive, I hope the situation in the six war zones will get better, otherwise we will all be trapped here." Take it, since it is a repair, then you have to press the repair procedure. Ten days later, come and pick it up. Now fuck off! After taking the piece of paper from Daofei, Lao Jinda felt that he was too kind, and drove people away.

The piece of paper was placed in a large box, and later two soldiers came and removed the box, and then the box was sent to the Logistics Department, where it stayed in the relay warehouse for two days, and then several more people were tossed and turned, and a label was attached, and finally the piece of paper was sent to Lieutenant Gunther of the Logistics Maintenance Department.

Lieutenant Gunther was forty years old, but he looked like a 6o man, and because his head had fallen off so badly, he had been wearing a brimmed military hat with blue trim for a long time. Lieutenant Gunther is a substitute builder with a second-order master certification. He fantasized about ascending to the next level and becoming a third-order crafter, so that he would be able to leave this planet that could die at any time.

"Which blind guy sent this thing! I've got to complain about the idiots in the back office. Can this be fixed? It's completely ruined, and it's not enough to wipe your butt. ”

Generally speaking, the substitute division is a literary substitute division, but after being in the army for so long, Lieutenant Gunther's temper is infinitely closer to the martial division. Lieutenant Gunther quickly cut off the blackened edges of the paper, complaining and complaining, the work still had to be done. Here, even sending people to death is reasonable, and repairing a broken paper substitute is nothing. Fortunately, the materials are ready-made, and it is second only to the lowest level of small paper substitutes. The piece of paper is first connected with white paper that has been nourished by qi and blood, and then wrapped around a humanoid mold, like making a mummy. Lieutenant Gunther was very skillful, and only two molds were used when opening the mold. Lieutenant Gunther welded the paper sheets together with textured paper glue, and a hollow, complete paper figure appeared.

"Forget it, use a better soul bead, after all, it's not a housewife's broom."

Lieutenant Gunther muttered to himself as he opened a box with a number of small, neatly arranged boxes. Take one out of the row numbered 1-3 and open it, and inside are two eyeball-like objects.

"Level 3 soul beads, artificial soft crystals. Maybe this question will also come out when I take the level 3 craftsman exam, but fortunately, I don't need to bleed. ”

Lieutenant Gunther held the two orbs in his hands as he thought about his future. After a while, Lieutenant Gunther felt the heat in his palms and stopped in front of a workbench in the hallway. There were many bottles of various colors, put the soul beads into a jar with a red solution, and in an instant, the red solvent in the bottle boiled, and then quickly vaporized, and at the end there were only two soul beads glowing with a light red light.

"Okay, it should be fine."

Placing the two soul beads into the paper man's eye socket, Lieutenant Gunther poked the paper man's eyebrows with his left index finger. In the middle of the night, Lieutenant Gunther felt his spirit flow through the paper man's body like mercury. Lieutenant Gunther withdrew his finger and gave a simple order

"Ten steps forward."

The paper man's eyes rolled slightly, then he slowly took the first step, losing his balance for a moment when one foot was off the ground, and the paper man staggered and began to take the second step. At this time, the movements of the paper figure were much more coordinated, and the next few steps became smoother and smoother. After ten steps, the paper figure stopped and scratched his head.

"Good. Well! What are you scratching your head for? ”

The paper man scratched his head again, glanced back at Lieutenant Gunther, and rolled his reddish eyes a few times.

"For what? What are you scratching your head for? Lieutenant Gunther was even more surprised, this ability to expand intellectually and share independence only appeared in high-level substitutes. This kind of low-level paper substitute, and it is a low-level paper substitute in the paper substitute, generally only shares the instinctive intelligence, and only a very small part. Lieutenant Gunther walked up to Paper, put his left index finger in the center of Paper's eyebrows, and closed his eyes in solemnity.

"Turn back and take ten steps forward. Stand there and don't move. ”

Lieutenant Gunther gave another order. The paper substitute did a good job of completing the order, and did not make any other moves.

"Strange, strange, what was the reason just now. Is there any ambiguity in my command? Strange stuff. ”

Lieutenant Gunther gave several more orders, but nothing else came out of the ordinary. Confused and disappointed, Lieutenant Gunther blamed the pressure of the war, and finally he gave up on getting to the bottom of the matter and sent the paper away.