Tu Ran returned to the giant glass in the wheelhouse, and looked out with his forehead against his forehead, in such a short period of time, the purple planet had been thrown behind by the spaceship, no longer occupying a large background, but instead a fragmented point of light in the darkness, like a handful of finely broken diamonds scattered in the universe at random.

Those were stars far away, Tu Ran retracted his gaze.

She returned to the rooms of the ship's members who had searched it and began to search for information about the unknown world of rulers.

She had to make some preparations for the upcoming landing.

She searched every room, gathering together the things with the words.

Finally, she sat on the ground with one leg curled, the scattered books and papers spread out beside her lap, her eyes slicing over the words inside, and her forehead fell into deep thought.

What to do.

She didn't know how to read.

The words were like crooked punctuation marks, the inner meaning of which was completely indiscernible from the surface of the characters, and she was not even sure whether she was looking in the right direction, and a deep sense of powerlessness that primitive people had when they looked at modern Chinese characters attacked her.

What's even more hateful is that there are no pictures in it, not even a single picture.

Tu Ran scratched her ears and scratched her cheeks to think about what abilities she had in terms of text recognition, but she couldn't find it when she thought about it, and even those abilities in Xie Xieao's collection room were not related to text recognition.

Tu Ran gave up, took out the camera from the space, and scanned all the text on the paper.

She didn't know how to look at it, so she took it back to Xie Xu to see.

After the data was taken, Tu Ran stood up with one arm on the ground, kept the lens steady, and aimed the camera at the internal structure of the spacecraft.

Anyway, she took pictures of everything she could see, and it didn't matter if it was useful or not.

When the shooting was almost over, Tu Ran put away the camera and threw it back into the space, walked to the chair in the center of the spacecraft console, and sat down.

It was hard, made entirely of metal, and it hurt her ass, and the floor wasn't soft enough with the silver-gray carpet.

But there is no protection on the ground, in case of a bump or something...... All things considered, Tu Ran chose to sit on a chair.

In the field of vision, there was an endless void, and sometimes the stars could be seen flying by, and Tu Ran sat quietly, waiting for the spaceship to land.

The ship's alarm system has been ringing, and since she suddenly appeared, I don't know who pressed the alarm device, and the blue and green alarm lights have not stopped.

The presence of an alien intruder, and the ship's failure to launch an automatic attack, is incomprehensible.

After being invaded, turn on the self-destruct mode and die with the enemy, this mode is very common even if it is a blue star, and the ruler does not have it.

Tu Ran couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to.

The light shone on her back, and her face flickered on and off.

Tu Ran still had the kung fu to squint for a while, and only when she clearly felt the turbulence of the spaceship and the changes in the airflow inside the spaceship, she slowly opened her eyes.

A bright light went straight to her eyes.

The sleepiness in Tu Ran's mind suddenly vanished.

She subconsciously touched the helmet on her head, but fortunately, her new helmet had the function of automatically adjusting the light and dimming, so her eyes were not blinded all at once.

The spacecraft is landing, and the interior is not smooth.

Tu Ran grabbed the armrests of the chair with both hands and did not get up immediately.

The beam of light was fired from a ship about the size of the small ship she was on, and followed her, landing as the ship she was in landed, seemingly watching her for fear that she would run away in the middle of the landing.

Tu Ran could only say that they were overly worried.

The spaceship got closer and closer to the ground, and the buildings on the ground gradually reflected into Tu Ran's eyes from the bottom.

The towering buildings, one after the other, spread into the sky, like a magic cave rising from the ground, and the sense of oppression is extremely strong.

The buildings are not straight, but more like molten mountain rock scorched by magma, layered, abstract and distorted, roaring against a backdrop of a dark red sky.

There are bottomless caves scattered irregularly on it, like an ant's nest, obviously unable to see anything, but Tu Ran has the illusion of being stared at by countless pairs of dark green ghostly eyes.

The ground shook, the spacecraft landed smoothly, Tu Ran raised his hand to unbuckle his seat belt, but his eyes kept staring straight ahead.

Countless pairs of small green light bulbs lit up in the dark caverns of the Demon Cave, and they flew down from the lair in small flying machines, gliding high in the air, aiming at Turan.

A gust of wind suddenly poured in from all sides, and Tu Ran looked back to see that the two doors of the spaceship were rising, and the cold wind of the ruling world was blowing in.

The ruler clan had already piloted the flying machine behind the open door of the ship, and looked at Tu Ran from afar.

A straight line in their emerald pupils stood in the center, and vigilance and vigilance were clearly revealed.

Tu Ran stood in the wind, immobile like a mountain.

More and more rulers descended, lined up in a neat line, standing behind a human-like non-human creature dressed in an orange exotic outfit, with a rare orange pupil.

The leader of the orange pupils put his hands behind his back, his mouth closed in a line, and the sound of "grunting" came from him somewhere.

His eyes were on her, he was communicating with her, but Tu Ran couldn't understand what he was saying.

"You might be able to call that eye out." Tu Ran reminded that she could understand what that eye was saying.

The orange pupil leader's brow bone, which was not decorated with eyebrows, was visibly raised, and he showed obvious impatience.

Tu Ran guessed that the other party didn't understand what she said.

Peaceful communication that could have been carried out was terminated due to language barriers.

The orange pupil leader's hand behind his back was revealed, and with a wave in the void, a semicircular arc visible to the naked eye appeared, shining silver with a little orange, and the orange pupil leader retracted his hand and pushed forward, and the arc band quickly moved towards Tu Ran.

In the process of translation, the arc continued to thicken and enlarge, and the color deepened from silver-orange to red, until the moment it advanced to the spaceship where Tu Ran was, it turned into a burning fire dragon, the same color as the sky, opening its bloody mouth, intending to swallow the spaceship where Tu Ran was.

Tu Ran's pupils were illuminated by the firelight, and his whole body was in a sea of fire.

【Space Cutting】

！！

The heat and heat of the flame had nothing to do with Tu Ran at this moment.

She had created a cube around her, and although she was in the center of the flames, she was in another dimension—a space separate from the burning flames.

From the point of view of the orange pupil leader, Tu Ran seemed to be surrounded by a mirror, existing on another layer, and her face was lit up by the firelight, which was brighter than the firelight.

The sturdy ship melted in the flames, and the lava fell, flowed, and became a river, but it did not touch her an inch.

In the center of the clear orange pupils, the black steel needle briefly lost its mind.

A lethal laser burst out of the flames and slammed into his face with a single kill.

The sound of "grunt" sounded from the back of his head, and the tone of disdain, mockery, and contempt was undisguised.

He raised his hand, orange light shining as a void shield emerged from his palm, making a piercing crash against the white laser beam.

The energy of the laser beam splashes around in a form visible to the naked eye.

His posture is casual, and his vertical pupils are even slightly relaxed, and this attack cannot be taken into his eyes.

"Is this what a ruler is capable of?"

An even more casual voice sounded behind him.

At the end of the month, I also want to ask for a monthly pass~

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