The work of Long Yuan's fuselage has a second spring.

Mo Xiu once again rose up to find the materials that Long Yuan needed to make the fuselage.

However, at this moment, Mo Xiu really wanted to take these 'garbage' that was spit out word after word in Long Yuan's mouth and threw it all on Long Yuan's face.

However, Mo Xiu could only endure and endure.

To be honest, Mo Xiu is definitely not a person who has endurance to dominate the world.

Of course, it also depends on who you compare to.

If it was compared to General Dixi, Mo Xiu felt that his endurance was already very good.

If it weren't for the unbearable situation, Mo Xiu wouldn't have had a seizure.

"Even though you say that, I want to hit you right now!" Mo Xiuya said itchingly.

I can hear that I really gritted my teeth.

"Huh?" Long Yuan's not very flexible eyes rolled around, but they looked strange, "Mr. Mo Xiu, you are in a bad mood, do you need my comfort? I have a cajoling process."

Mo Xiu gave him a blank look and snorted, "I don't want to. Sometimes, I really want to get rid of all your mess and all that system programming. What a coaxing program!"

Long Yuan patiently explained: "It's not just a coaxing system, I'm a high-end AI mecha, and I have a certain amount of authority to be able to independently develop the required systems or programs."

Mo Xiu helplessly supported his forehead, "Then your eyesight is really peculiar."

Long Yuan was puzzled, he just felt that Mo Xiu needed it very much.

If it's not coaxing, is it possible that you need comfort? Or is it encouraged?

Although he was puzzled, he felt that Mo Xiu seemed to need it!

"Alright, don't use all your messy system programs on me, I'm bothered right now!" Mo Xiujian frowned, and said in a somewhat anxious tone.

Now that Mo Xiu had already spoken out, of course Long Yuan didn't continue to bother Mo Xiu with these irrelevant things.

But as it turned out, Mo Xiu was wrong.

Because, even if Long Yuan shut up these irrelevant things. He would still dislike and complain when Mo Xiu was exhausted looking for fuselage materials.

Mo Xiu: "......" the egg, it really seems to have torn that mouth apart.

So much so that when Di Xi brought Mo Xiu food later, Mo Xiu's mood fluctuations seemed to be something wrong.

It seems that Long Yuan is very angry!

Di Xi shook his head helplessly, these two people are still the same.

Although it is an artificial intelligence mecha, Dixi feels that Long Yuan is different from other artificial intelligence mecha most of the time.

It's not because Long Yuan is a unique artificial intelligence mecha. But when he got along with them, Di Xi could obviously feel that Long Yuan seemed to be a little more human.

This is true for himself, for Mo Xiu, and for the people of other imperial legions.

Long Yuan is special to them.

Because Long Yuan has a lot of behaviors and thoughts that artificial intelligence does not have.

Di Xi even felt that Long Yuan's thinking was independent, and he would slowly ...... Become a 'person?'

If it is really ordinary, an artificial intelligence mecha that knows how to distinguish between human feelings and sophistication will naturally understand what to say and what not to say. Rather than feeling that the other person needs it.

Because, the AI mecha is just a simple execution of commands. Rather than making a special trip for the sake of the owner.

But Di Xi felt that Long Yuan didn't just obey orders, more often than not, he would think about Di Xi and Mo Xiu.

Long Yuan wasn't just angry with Mo Xiu once.

At the time of the Imperial Fortress, these two people were originally at odds with each other. Now even if the tiger falls in Pingyang, they are the same.

Di Xi felt that this might be the unique interest of the two of them!

Dixi doesn't hate it. On the contrary, I think it's quite interesting.

"You're angry about Mo Xiu again, right?" Di Xi glanced at Long Yuan.

The way he looks now, it's really a little funny.

Di Xi still remembers that when he looked at the fuselage a few hours ago, it was just a simple broken hand and missing an ear. How can you ...... now? It's just that I don't have my legs, and my lower body is completely off.

The wreckage still had a glimmer of light from time to time.

Di Xi could see that it was the spiritual power left by Long Yuan.

It seems that it's not Long Yuan who can't.

Rather, is it really worthy of the name of garbage, right? For Long Yuan, it is indeed garbage.

Although these materials are relatively backward, under the miracle of Mo Xiu, it can be said that they have turned waste into treasure. Every place, part, part, etc...... He didn't have any extra loopholes, and even made a bit of a high-end feeling.

However, it is Lang who has no intention of being a concubine!

For Long Yuan, it is not something that can be seen at all.

Seeing that Mo Xiu was about to vent his actions, Di Xi put down his meal and came over to stop him.

Mo Xiu has been busy with Long Yuan's fuselage for a while, and he has been in the underground laboratory with him, and he hasn't seen the light for a few days. No, it was all sent down by Di Xi who gave him three meals.

"Okay, okay, calm down first." Di Xi raised his hand and gently patted Mo Xiu's shoulder.

Dixi is the general he respects, and since he is a general, then he can only be obedient.

Mo Xiu snorted, his hands folded in front of his chest. Looking at it like this, it is obvious that I am very angry.

"Hello, General." Long Yuan greeted Emperor Xi very naturally.

Di Xi smiled at him, and then said, "You, you! I really didn't treat Mo Xiu as an outsider at all."

"I'd rather him treat me as respectful as an outsider." Mo Xiu said in a muffled voice, "At least you won't be angry like this."

"Alright, you two don't let anyone else." Di Xi's chin lifted towards the place where he had just put his meal, and said, "Eat something first, don't be hungry."

"Oh."

Mo Xiu tightened his hand and walked over.

Mo Xiu opened the food box and found that it was all brought back by Di Xi from the town, and they were all the foods he liked to eat.

They are all their own people, and Mo Xiu is not polite. He gulped it down, looking vicious, as if he was mistaking food for Long Yuan and secretly venting.

Di Xi sighed, but he didn't persuade Mo Xiu every time.

After all, it doesn't hurt to let Mo Xiu Qi go.

In the end, you can't hold it.

Di Xi's gaze began to look around the laboratory, although it was not as professional as Mo Xiu. But as a general, Dixi doesn't know anything at all.

It is the last word to specialize in the art industry, but Di Xi is also a high student in the technical science of the first military school of the alliance.

Di Xi sighed, "Luo Tuoxing's material resources are still too backward. Even if it's the best, it may not be able to withstand Long Yuan's spiritual power."

Mo Xiu also understands this.

Luo Tuoxing is the best, he hates it as garbage!

However, he was also right to say so.

Compared with the good things that Mo Xiu has seen, Luo Tuoxing's can indeed be called rubbish. He can't even look down on it, let alone Long Yuan.

"What then? Isn't it possible that we have to go to the First System?" Mo Xiu bit his chopsticks, his face slightly ugly.

They had just escaped from the First System not long ago, and if they returned...... It's not impossible, it's just that it takes time. After all, the current Emperor Xi and Mo Xiu have no mechas, spaceships, and even ordinary flying machines.

If you really want to go to the First Galaxy once, I'm afraid it will take a period of preparation.

At that time, I just don't know if Long Yuan can afford to wait?

"If you go back to the First System, it will not only take time, but it will also take you

Dangerous. We're still going to have to be cautious here. If it's the first galaxy, I'm afraid I'll need to be terrified again. And I don't know if the old guy is still secretly looking for us?" Di Xi said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Mo Xiu chewed a mouthful of food in his mouth, then glared at Long Yuan resentfully, and said angrily, "Tell me, why are you so troublesome? Forget it."

Long Yuan: "......" blame me?

Di Xi sneered, "Okay, are you still angry? You two are really the same. While it's impossible to go to the first galaxy, the eighth galaxy should be fine."

Mo Xiu's eyes lit up, "What do you say?"

Di Xi said, "Don't you see? Although these materials are the best in Luotuo, most of them are ordinary products from the Eighth System."

"I see." Mo Xiu said, "The people here are in supply in the Eighth Galaxy."

Di Xi nodded, "The Eighth Galaxy is under the jurisdiction of the Alliance. Moreover, it is also a developed galaxy. Maybe it's not as good as the first galaxy, but if it's just needed to maintain Long Yuan's fuselage, it's still fine. We can talk to the boss about the situation and ask him to help us pick some good ones when he buys the goods. When it's done, give him the money."

The most important thing in the accounts of Di Xi and Mo Xiu is money.

What can be solved with money is not a big deal for them.

"However, if we are so overt about being special, will it be unusual for them?" Mo Xiu asked.

"Remember the materials we used to build the house?" Di Xi asked suddenly.

Mo Xiu nodded and said, "I still remember!"

"That boss knew it was Ba Po at a glance. The story of the two of us has long been spread. Now it is estimated that many people in the town know that we are the young masters of the family who ran out. Since they are already young masters of the family, it is not strange for us to take care of these things, right? Besides, not everyone is so bad. When the time comes, if there is another nonsense, then before he has time to toss, it will be good to get a mental hypnosis to delete the memory, so as to save so much trouble and have to explain." Emperor Xi said, "In short, we can't go to the Eighth Galaxy in our current state. Besides, the Longyuan fuselage is also needed. Take a risk for the time being and let someone else see the situation. Anyway, they don't know who we really are. Besides, this is the Ninth Galaxy, not a neurotic galaxy under the jurisdiction of the Alliance. Not everyone here wants to be as *** as the people in the alliance, and they don't want to cause trouble, so naturally they don't know anything."

"That's the reason why curiosity kills cats, right?" Mo Xiudao.

Di Xi did not deny it, "As long as you don't talk too much and your curiosity is too heavy, there is no problem in living to be three or four hundred years old."

"Then we'll go to the town in the afternoon." Mo Xiu sped up the speed of the rice.

Di Xi glanced at his appearance and couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't worry, we still need to pass the midday wind and sand before we can get out."

As soon as Mo Xiu heard this, he slowed down again.

Long Yuan had just woken up, and he didn't know anything about it at all.

From the words of Di Xi and Mo Xiu, Long Yuan knew where he was now.

The Ninth Galaxy, the Falling Planet.

With the current situation of Emperor Xi and Mo Xiu, it is impossible to stay within the galaxy under the jurisdiction of the Alliance.

The danger outweighs stability, and it would be better for them to leave the area under the Alliance's jurisdiction.

At the very least, they will be safe for the time being, and they will be a little more peaceful.

The Ninth System is not under the Coalition's jurisdiction, but it is also a system occupied by extraterritorial pirates.

What if the Alliance knew they were in the Ninth System? The Alliance also did not dare to prove that it was against the extraterritorial pirates of the entire Ninth System. The Coalition has always ignored the Ninth System, in part because of extraterritorial pirates.

There aren't just a few extraterritorial pirates in the Ninth System. Rather, it's a little bigger than a little bit.

To be continued!

Interstellar Renegade