Civilization of the Stars: I loaded the mod

Chapter 11 Momma and Vasini
The origin of Gu Duxing, the capital of the city, is early in the morning.

Moma wakes up from her sleep in a daze, the warm quilt wrapped in a trace of drowsiness, half-waking, the memory of the dream keeps fading away.

As time passed, the misty eyes became agile, and the consciousness immersed in the haze became clear instantly.

"Nothing, it's close at hand."

Mumbling words drifted out of her mouth unknowingly, her thoughts were so chaotic that she hugged her head at a loss.

This is not the first time I have had this dream, but every time it is slightly different.

"What the hell is it~ I don't know anything, but I feel very good."

The feeling left in the dream made her want to grasp something, but the forgetting of the dream always made her feel a faint sense of loss.

Momoa reached out and rubbed her long hair, then turned her head to stare at the scenery outside the window.

The rising sun is as usual, the streets of the capital city are full of lights and shadows, and the lights are festooned. Advertising airships float across the sky from time to time, showing the carnival going back and forth.

Throwing off the quilt and going down to the dorm, the cold touch of touching the mirror wall made her wake up completely after shaking, and her delicate body was exposed in front of the mirror.

The brief coldness stimulated her to regain her daily emotions, and her waking brain quickly forgot the dream.

Frowning, the girl in the mirror frowned synchronously, maintaining the same movement.

"Tell me what's going on today."

Momoa thought silently, picking up a light gray coat and black and white shorts from the hanger.

The coat is simply draped over the body, with strands of white lines running through the neck, back shoulders, and lower abdomen, and it looks very coordinated with the purple suspenders.

Very nice, special day, fresh look, Momoa decided to wear this to school.

Both days will be exciting and busy.

All the changes come from the news from the administrative tower yesterday—he is here.

Crowd cheers, imperial celebrations, downtown carnivals, discounted merchandise.

The fanatical crowd spread the news of the return of the incarnation of civilization, so the school stopped today's cultural class, and the attitude was already obvious.

"Wait...incarnation of civilization?" The words that suddenly appeared made Momoa's inspiration more active, and the hazy memories were constantly associated with it.

"The embodiment of civilization is close at hand."

Momoa's eyes almost sparkled, like some kind of chain linking together, and a strange excitement came to her heart.

"A warm embrace, no one will resist, I know it, I should have known it in my dream."

Repeating twice in succession, her throat moved slightly, and she hummed a cheerful tune inexplicably, her mood seemed to be sublimated.

Walking briskly towards the noisy world outside the building, he took two green fruits from the potted plant in the living room for breakfast.

Her emotions are clearly out of the ordinary, rational and excited, with a sense of being about something.

All the way through the announcement of joining the army in the student residential area, through the carnival long street in the economic and trade area, and through various exhibitions in the ecological area.

The blue and blue three-star flags representing Gudu star civilization can be seen everywhere, and Carnival Street in the business district sells discounts or various rare items.

The celebration, which had already retreated from the cold scene, was revived with enthusiasm. The efficient administrative organization directed the operation of Gu Duxing, and the sword bearer will also announce to the world a declaration of departure for the starry sky today.

Momoa was walking in the academy area, and the joyous atmosphere here remained undiminished, and young girls with smiles were everywhere walking.

"Hey!"

The sudden voice startled her, and the corners of her mouth that were raised when she was absent-minded were instantly retracted.

"I'm scared to death, what are you doing?" Momoa patted her chest and blamed.

The girl stepped forward, turned around on the spot and made a leg movement. "Didn't I see you standing there for a long time, what are you thinking about? You're so preoccupied."

"Shh~ Don't talk about it, I guess, you must be thinking about Mr. Gudu."

Before Momoa could answer, the girl blocked Momoa's mouth with her fingers and teased again.

"Maybe senior sister Tu Lan will be added, well, it must be like this."

But this time Momoa didn't show an annoyed look as usual, only a look of indifference to everything.

"Don't make it so that you know what I look like, Vanessa. Now, do we go in together, or do we start a fight and I leave you here?"

Momoa finished speaking calmly, and walked towards the high school on her own, ignoring Vasini who was in a mess in the wind.

"Hey! Don't leave me here! Momoa!"

Vasini, who only realized it at half-pay, drew the attention of passers-by for a moment with her shouting, she covered her hat and chased forward, shaking the camera hanging on her chest.

It wasn't until the distance between the two of them that they were parallel, that Fanciini said angrily.

"Hmph! Scum girl, you still think about winning a duel with me and throw it aside. Sure enough, only when I was a child will you never leave me."

In the Gudu civilization of the extreme militarism, duels undoubtedly have the nature of a treaty.

The meanings of different occupations at different ages can vary in thousands of ways. It can be a competition of knowledge, patient thinking, or a duel in battle.

As for the high school students who are just beginning to fall in love, after the duel, you won your request for dating, or she told you to go away. She told you to stay away from her, this is a question mark.

"Then why did you scare me?" Momoa rolled her eyes, causing her to lose all the wonderful feeling at that time.

"Do you know how long you stood there stupidly?" Vasini noticed that Momoa was dressed differently today, and decided that the adults had a lot of things to not care about her.

"No matter how long it takes, I still don't feel like it's enough."

"It's 5 minutes! To be precise, it's 310 seconds."

"Really, I haven't felt it for so long." Momoa's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it even became a soliloquy.

wrong!Momoa suddenly became alert, 310 seconds, so accurate?

"Remember, I took a lot of pictures."

A simple sentence made Vasini inexplicably feel that the other party was a head taller, and shrunk the camera in front of her chest. It was obvious that it was not the first time she had secretly photographed, but today's Momoa was extraordinarily attractive.

"Ah? This... why did you frame me again!"

Before she could quibble, Momoa's next words made her feel relieved.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, I have to be on duty today, I'm delayed for 5 minutes and I have to catch up."

Pointing on the personal terminal, soon there was a high-altitude sound, and a pair of external power boots were thrown in front of Momoa.

After stepping on the base, the external boots automatically wrap two parts of the calf, and Vasini, who was originally of the same height, is really a head shorter.

Rocket boots, also known as external foot boots, are a single-person aircraft that is difficult to operate and expensive to fuel.Vanessa looked at her with a look of taste.

"You actually use rocket boots to travel just to catch up with the duty? Is this how fuel is used! Big dog! Luxurious!"

Ignoring Vasini's sour words, Momoa dropped a sentence, maintaining her focus and blasting off towards the dedicated orbit.

"You'd better enter the grade zone before I'm on duty, otherwise the photo you just took in your personal terminal is the best direct ticket to the confinement room."

After hearing this, Vasini could only grit her teeth and start her first long-distance sprint in 2200.

Not all students have credits for fuel-sipping entertainment like rocket boots.

Compared with Momoa, a top student, a member of the student union, and a vehicle racing expert, although their monthly basic points are the same, the extra points they get are not at the same level at all.

In just 3 minutes, the gate of the high-level secondary district building in the distance is only one step away.

The "short" long-distance running has already made Vanessa out of breath.

Very good, there are no abyssal creatures with a certain surname.

After confirming that the environment was safe, Vasini slowed down her pace to relieve her breathing, and tidied up her crooked hat.

Even with the help of clothes and sneakers, it still doesn't feel good.

It must be because the environment of the home planet is too good. Gudu didn't evolve a physical body at all, and he was all in his head, Fanciini thought so.

Just as she passed the direct line to the confinement room, a familiar voice wafted in her ear, which brought tears to her eyes.

"Vancini, go into the gate with your left foot, buckle...you are being lied to!"

Momoa leaned against the pillar with her hands folded in front of her chest, with the armband of the officer on duty hanging on her arm, obviously waiting for her specially.

Momoa lost the cold eyes she saw before, and put on her old smile again, and Vasini wrapped her arms around her with red eyes.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Then why don't you still take pictures? I'm not a national idol like Mr. Tu Lan. If you take my photos and want to exhibit them, the time it takes to refine them is enough for you to go around the capital city."

Reluctantly, Momo grabbed Vasini's hat, revealing two furry animal ears, and squeezed it hard.

In a society where everyone is intelligent, everyone will choose at least one business occupation after completing their elementary school, mostly determined by their interests. It is a warm-up for them to give back to the society and an enhancement of their personal abilities.

Fanxini is currently working part-time as a photographer. She often hangs out in various forums and circles of photographers, and occasionally takes photos to participate in competitions to get reward points.

Momoa is often "taken" as the character material for the photoshoot.

Withdrawing from the previous rational, excited and indifferent state, of course she was not willing to let Vasini enter the autism room, but it was still okay to scare her.

The expression gently soothed Vasini's fear of being abandoned, and the two simply leaned together.

Vasini rubbed her eyes again to make herself look normal, and then secretly pulled the corner of La Moma's clothes.

"Moma Momoa."

"Huh? What's the matter? I will stand guard when there are more people."

"A new photo has arrived this time, and I specially printed a copy for you at home."

Vasini opened her personal terminal photo album half-concealed, and saw that the first few photos were all photos of the sword-wielding Tu Lan.

The high resolution of the small screen allowed Momoa to vaguely recognize a few strings of familiar characters.

"Thousands of photos of Tu Lan, half of which are taken by cabinet fans"

"A tulan can hold up half the sky alone"

"Tu Lan is the sky, Tu Lan is the earth, and Tu Lan is the will of civilization"

　(*/ω＼*) What I wrote today was originally intended to show the development process of civilization by describing individual members of civilization.

　　After all, from the pure perspective of Wang Hao, the stars can be outlined in a few strokes in 20 years.

　　It should be a good idea to constantly intersperse group portraits to describe the reality of civilization, right?
　　It's all about being a newcomer to practicing writing. (Although I feel that the various things I wrote are not good)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)