Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 339 Greetings to the Color of the Starry Sky

Luo Binhan hadn't worn this fully enclosed protective suit for a while.He was used to exposing his skin and airways to all kinds of strange stars, and that didn't seem to have any immediate ill effects.He didn't know if it was because of the mild conditions in those places, or if it was some additional effect of the spring water that Joan had given him to drink.

But now the good old days are gone forever.Yale Liga requires ∈ to protect him according to the highest standard, even if it is an item that seems unnecessary.She didn't seem even willing to let Robinhan leave the Silence, but after some considerations, she still let him go out with Momoro on patrol - but with Momoro at all times.

Her attitude really made Luo Binhan feel a little nervous.But to be honest, he still wanted to go out and have a look. The long closed life on the Silence and thinking about the whereabouts of Upsilon made him depressed, and he desperately needed a wider space to stretch out.

The planet met his needs in most ways.An asteroid covered in phosphorus soil, with water, carbon, an atmosphere, and a star too far away.When the Silence landed on its surface, ∈ announced that he calculated they would face at least fifty hours of darkness, which meant they probably wouldn't be able to see the sunrise here.

Robin Han had no objection to this.He was so tightly wrapped that it was difficult for him to even operate the sub-cabin pilot.So this time Momolo was driving instead, and he was in charge of observing the response of the spaceship explorer.They passed through a relatively flat sea of ​​fluorescent blue grass, and then a complex jungle-like landform full of various plants.Most of the plants here look like swollen and enlarged scorpions, and all of them emit a psychedelic light in the dark night.

Those glows due to phosphorus are beautiful: some emanate from the roots of plants, like crystal artworks placed in spotlights; Others glow only on their stripes and knobs, resembling some kind of deep-sea parasite.More than these is a kind of fluorescent blue weed with yellowish ends--Luo Binhan just called it so because it is the most common.They grew to about his waist, and though slender as reed tubes, they always stood upright, clustered like clumps of bamboo.When the sub-cabin aircraft passed by, they were slightly shaken by the airflow, and even clusters of bluish white flames burned on the tip of the grass.All these scenes are dreamlike, but they all look cold.What Luo Binhan was particularly concerned about was that this luminous forest was exceptionally quiet. Except for the damp and foggy wind that occasionally shook the plants, he didn't find any creatures that could move independently.There are no mammals, birds or even insects, it seems that only the shimmering plants are left here.

This phenomenon aroused a certain degree of vigilance in Luo Binhan.His biology class was not very good, but at least he understood that in the system of his hometown, plants alone could not form a long-term balanced system.Is it possible elsewhere?He was not sure, so he had to ask Momolo for advice.And though Momolo didn't give him a sure answer, he assured him that the plants weren't some gigantic, collectively minded, evil being waiting to grab the intruder and digest them.They are as beautiful and harmless as they appear, dotting the planet with a cold light devoid of heat.

That's the good news from his partner, but the bad news is that they haven't found any trace of Upsilon on the planet.Momoro failed to sense the existence of any of his own kind, and the detectors in the sub-chamber and the automatic scouting robot released by Yale Liga also found nothing—maybe it can’t be said that they found nothing. After discovering traces of suspected footprints, Yale Liga immediately sent the photo to the sub-cabin aircraft, telling them to pay attention to any possible creatures.However, it turns out that was just worrying after all.The nearly perfect circular footprint obviously did not belong to Upsilon or his spaceship, and most of the traces have been obliterated. ∈It is speculated that it has existed on this planet for several months. Even if the time velocity difference between different star layers is calculated, it probably has nothing to do with Upsilon.

Luo Binhan wondered whose footprints might belong to.Momolo offered him seven or eight potential answers, ranging from a satyr-troll hybrid with slightly deformed hooves to a portable bouncing walker.He claims that these things can all cause similar traces, yet none of them should be present in the old Galactic Front.This matter is inevitably a bit weird, but since Momolo assured that none of the above-mentioned creatures can resist the might of the Silverstone giant, Luo Binhan no longer worries about it.

They spent more time wandering than the patrol really needed, and in the end they even slipped out of the sub-cabin aircraft together and lay down in the dimly fluorescent blue sea of ​​grass.The helmet part of the protective suit prevented Luo Binhan from grabbing grass, so he could only lie on his back.He saw countless fires burning in the night sky, countless planets spinning, and countless beast eyes blinking.There are some halos of different shapes mixed between the big and small eyes, one of which is shaped like the Milky Way, but the color is extraordinarily gorgeous.

"Mr. Luo," said Momolo, who was lying beside him, "do you feel better now?"

Luo Binhan agreed blankly, and then asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"Because you seem to be in a bad mood recently. I think if you come out to take a breath, you will definitely cheer up. Senior Upsilon said that everyone is such a species that needs to keep close to the sun."

Luo Binhan was moved by the concern he expressed in his words, so he didn't use any words to fool his faithful and reliable traveling companion.He just agreed with a little sleepiness, vaguely thinking that he can't actually get close to the sun, whether it's trying to photosynthesize or taking a sunbath at close range.He also wanted to find the moon of this planet, but it was too small to grab a companion satellite for himself.

He lay in the pile of cold and glowing fibers, thinking wildly, and the starry sky seemed to be very close in the haze.The starlight melted into an indistinguishable mixture of colors in his eyes.It reminded him of the mix-up paint trays in art class.Basically an inevitable consequence of every watercolor he paints.Zhou Yu was still alive at that time, and as a future painter, her works were always posted in art classrooms as excellent examples.Luo Binhan is very familiar with her gloomy and slender painting style, and he can recognize it without looking at the signature.One of his great entertainments in art class is to do everything possible to prove that Zhou Yu's new painting is Zhou Yu, even if it looks like a simple dead tree or a dim rainbow.

Zhou Yu.He thought idly about the girl.Zhou Yu can be said to be an undisputed beauty, even if she is put together with Yale Liga, but she is neither very popular with the same sex, nor is she popular among the opposite sex.She lives alone like a different kind, and it seems that she always makes others flee because of the smell of the different kind.What did Zhou Wenxing say about her coming? "Witch". "Descendants of Jingzu".Does that mean that Zhou Yu has some kind of super power?Luo Binhan realized that he was not surprised at all, perhaps because Zhou Yu gave people the impression that her mother had long since disappeared, and she lived alone with her lonely and old father in the outskirts of the city where buses could not reach. Creepy words (but always pick when Zhou Yu is not present).When she disappeared, Luo Binhan even once suspected that her family was involved in some kind of cult organization, and now Zhou Wenxing said she was a witch.

What if she really was a witch?Robin Han thought about it.Can she escape death?Can it also turn into some kind of wandering spirit, spirit, or sunlight after death?How much he hopes that the weird female painter can also become a ray of light at the end of some galaxy. Although Luo Binhan regarded her as a female ghost and beast before she was alive, now he is willing to go to any remote corner of the universe so that she can listen to her. Greetings from him and Zhou Yu.

Thinking about it almost brought tears to his eyes.At this moment, the molten starlight squirmed in his field of vision.The most brilliant band of light danced like waves, and Luo Binhan couldn't describe its specific color—it could be said to be so black that it was colorful.

"Robinhan." It said from afar.The sound is as light as a butterfly flapping its wings.

Luo Binhan felt his blood pouring down his body.That was undoubtedly Zhou Yu's voice.

　Hip pull virus has latent symptoms, and I fell ill this morning, from 04:30 in the morning to [-] o'clock in one breath.

　　But it's finally finished!How can a mere hip-pull virus overcome the will of mankind!People will not lose to viruses! ! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)