The sand and dust are all over the sky, and the ground is like a barbecue.

It's a hot gray Gobi, and the stars above it glow blue, and it doesn't seem to be hot.

But the radiation of the cold light hit the earth, and the whole land emitted a scorching temperature.

Nanling lowered her head and rode on a floating motorcycle, speeding on this Gobi wasteland.

He wore an old-fashioned gray leatherette suit that wrapped himself slightly bloated, his entire head was covered by it, and his eyes were covered by a pair of lenses that blocked the intense radiation.

Don't underestimate this faux leather that looks like it has faded, its own material can resist the radiation of the stars overhead, and the built-in thermostat system, although occasionally problematic, can also allow him to operate normally in the outdoor temperature of 70 or 80 degrees.

And the word 'wind' printed on the chest of this one-piece shows that this is an employee uniform of the Wind Consortium.

Nan Ling lowered his body and sat on the floating motorcycle, all the way to a Gobi fissure.

He stopped, flipped off the float, and then tugged at the padlock on the back of the float and plunged all the way to the ground.

He was a maintenance worker for the Wind Consortium, and at this time he was responsible for regularly repairing the leyline markers beneath the fissure.

He descended all the way down, light and skilful, and was clearly up to the task.

With the lowering of the sling, Nanling's body was gradually engulfed in darkness.

The fissure extended downward, and the rock walls on both sides began to open up.

Nan Ling descended alone in the empty underground space, but suddenly hummed a song.

"I don't have a K! I don't have K! ”

"Blue biu~blue biu~blue biu~"

"Dinosaurs carry wolves and wolves carry ......"

Rock and roll in this dark space all at once.

Nan Ling shook her head and swayed, not minding her body swaying in this underground space at all.

The incomplete voice hummed this strange tone, and there was actually some charm in it.

At this time, a somewhat irritable voice suddenly came from his ear: "You are enough!" ”

"What the hell have I done wrong, the consortium is going to send you to torture me!"

A woman's voice screamed in Nanling's ear.

Nan Ling didn't care at all, he said, "It's almost over, our term of office is three years, right?" In five months, we will be three years old, and then the consortium will send someone to replace us. ”

"Now, you'd better shut up first, woman, and call you when I need you."

The woman's voice in my ear also sounded angrily: "Very good, child, when you come up in five months, I will beat you up!" ”

Nan Ling didn't care at all, still humming his little song......

"Dinosaurs carry wolves and wolves carry ......"

Anyway, he had seen the woman three years ago, and he had forgotten what she looked like, and now he only remembered what her voice was like.

However, at this moment, his descending figure came to an abrupt end.

Looking up, I felt the irregular tremors coming from the chains, and I knew what was going on.

He said helplessly, "Okay, it's stuck again." ”

"Woman, remember to deliver me another set of hinges next time."

The woman's voice sounded: "Got it, noisy!" ”

Nan Ling immediately looked down at the bottom, the goggles had turned on the night vision ability, and soon saw that there was a boss at a drop of about twenty meters below.

That was the end of his descent.

But now that he was stuck in mid-air, he didn't have any panic, and with a little force on his waist and abdomen, the person had already swung towards the platform over there.

In mid-air, he didn't move far to the position of the bulge, because he didn't swing his body very fully at all.

But the next moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly pushed behind him, and it took him quickly in the direction of the boss for a long distance.

However, he did not fall directly to the boss at a height of twenty meters, but landed on the rock wall above the boss, and the grappling hook suddenly popped out of the tool groove on the back of his hands, scraping the rock wall all the way down.

After bringing up a large piece of dust, Nan Ling let go again, and finally landed on the boss and stood firmly.

It's like being able to do light work.

A voice sounded in Nan Ling's ears: "It's scary every time I see you like this, I guess you have LV3 in this 'Wind Resisting Technique', right?" ”

Nan Ling shrugged and said, "Who told you that the hinges you sent down are always prone to problems?" ”

"I was forced to do this too."

The woman said: "No way, the radiation of OB7561 is too powerful, although the winch has been treated with anti-radiation, it will be exposed to radiation for a long time every time it is used, and the performance can not be guaranteed." ”

Nan Ling said: "Okay, this can't change the fact that the Feng Consortium is reluctant to give me such a small job with good things." ”

The woman said lightly: "But you can get a lot of money every time you work, and the salary in these three years is even more than twice as much as mine!" ”

"For the sake of the money, don't complain."

This is a dangerous and lonely job, and the pay will be much higher than that offered by a normal wind consortium.

Nan Ling stopped talking, and he began to continue walking towards the passage ahead.

The passage was dug by hand, so that it was a smooth slope that could even be slid down in the early years when there was not much dust.

It's just that now he doesn't dare to slide any more, and if his overalls are torn in the process, then he will be exposed to radiation when he returns.

Walked for about twenty minutes.

He came to a small underground space.

The rock is so tight that it's no longer on the fissure.

And in the middle of this small stone chamber is a running device.

Like the Bagua Altar, each of the eight sides has a long pole supported by special metal inserted into the ground, and then there are Bagua patterns and runes that Nan Ling does not know on the ground, which looks like a cult altar to him.

But this is a formation, in the words of the Wind Consortium, this is one: Planet Earth Marrow Extraction Array Type 4.

What Nan Ling had to do was very simple, he took out a ball with a bright white light from his toolbox, and then opened an energy device at the eye of the center of this marrow extraction array, took down another sphere that had dimmed light, and installed a new sphere.

He didn't discard the replaced orb, but put it back in the toolbox and brought it back, and when the time came, he could return it to the woman and continue to recharge.

In fact, these spheres are spiritual energy tanks, which are used to power the earth marrow extraction array.

And Nan Ling's gaze looked up again, and he could see that above the eye of this extraction array, there was a small half bottle of about 200cc of red gel churning in the transparent container.

That's the marrow.

In this day and age, it has an extremely high value.

Of course, there are a total of 72 extraction points on the entire OB7561 planet, and he is responsible for maintaining 14 of them.

And there are only five people on this vast planet doing the same job, plus a woman who provides logistics services for them in the outer orbital space station.

After skillfully completing the replacement of the energy core, Nan Ling only had to come back five months later to retrieve the container containing the marrow.

He returned to the entrance of the passage outside, and looked down at the deep fissure below.

Originally, there was supposed to be a lava river passing through it, but now there is nothing.

The planet is dying.

Even though the surface of the earth was scorching with radiating stellar light, the underground core had already cooled.

Without flowing magma, the planet's magnetic field is weakening, making it less resistant to radiation from the stars and solar storms.

So much so that the planet's atmosphere is being rapidly stripped away.

Of course, this didn't matter to Nan Ling, his gaze quickly locked on the chain at a height of twenty meters, and then ......

An ethereal spiritual power diffused from his chest, and then the wind around him was manipulated by his will.

And he jumped to his feet, and then a strong wind pushed him behind him, and he climbed rapidly into the air.

'Wind Resistant! ’

This is what Nan Ling feels is unreasonable in this era.

It's obviously a future interstellar era, but why is the technology tree crooked in the direction of cultivating immortals?