The boss raises cubs in Interstellar and repairs desolate stars to make money

[That's right, don't waste time and energy on such meaningless guesses. 】

I'm the whitest: [No matter what, I'm still very happy for the anchor, she's been in Desolate Star for so long, and finally someone cares about her via text message. 】

[I don't think about anything else. Ever since I saw the house that the anchor built, I wanted to live in the deserted star where the anchor is located for a while. 】

[@人家六少, remember to bring me, I want to go with you to the place where the anchor lives. 】

Starlight Master quickly issued a barrage to support Liu Shao's barrage, [At that time, we will bring some precious materials to the anchor, maybe she can develop more good things. 】

[@星光师, are you really a professor at Star Construction College? 】

Sixth Young Master looked at the starlight teacher's barrage, and replied with a little hesitation, 【Can you tell me your last name? 】

[@人家六少，Let's have a private chat, lest more people guess my identity. 】

……

"Liu Shao, why are you using your mental power again?"

The mansion where Qin Heng lived, the housekeeper came in with a tray and saw his young master surfing the star net, and couldn't help persuading him, "You just recovered from this injury..."

"Uncle housekeeper, I'm fine."

Facing the housekeeper who has taken care of him for many years, Qin Heng's tone was still very soft, "If I don't do anything, I will be suffocated to death."

"Hey~"

The uncle housekeeper sighed softly, "Master, it's time to drink the spirit-rejuvenating potion."

The spirit-rejuvenating potion is currently the best spiritual healing potion in Interstellar, but its effect is still very limited for Qin Heng.

If it was a normal injury, he would have recovered a long time ago.

However, there is really no way to deal with mental injuries.

In addition to drinking a spirit-rejuvenating potion every day, it is assisted by all the current spiritual power restoration skills in the interstellar world.

However, Qin Heng was seriously injured this time, if he hadn't been rescued in time, he would have died of mental exhaustion.

Now that he has been recuperating here for more than half a year, the repair effect is still negligible.

Seeing the spirit-rejuvenating potion brought by the butler, Qin Heng really didn't want to drink it.

"Sixth Young Master, hurry up and drink it. Only after drinking the medicine can your injury heal."

The butler knew that anyone who drank weird-tasting potions for more than half a year would be repelled.

Therefore, his tone was very gentle when he spoke, "You don't want to stay at home all the time, do you?"

"Okay, I know."

Qin Heng took the cup containing the medicine, closed his eyes and drank the thick and disgusting medicine in one gulp, swallowing it forcefully enduring his physical discomfort.

Seeing that his young master drank the potion, the butler quickly handed him a glass of water: "Sixth Young Master, drink some more water, the discomfort will be relieved."

"No, give me a soul-pregnant potion."

After a while, Qin Heng recovered from the nausea and looked at the housekeeper.

"Master, you can't drink the soul-pregnant potion with this injury."

The housekeeper reminded softly, "It's better to take it slow, the soul-pregnant potion can only be used after the young master's injury has recovered to more than 50%."

"You go out."

Qin Heng closed his eyes, not wanting to talk to anyone.

"Then Six Young Masters must take a good rest and don't use too much mental power."

Seeing this, the housekeeper took the tray, gave an order, turned around and walked out.

"Wait."

When he was about to walk to the door, Qin Heng suddenly stopped him.

"Does Master Liu have any other orders?"

The housekeeper is also a wonderful person, when he needs to comfort others, he calls Young Master, and usually calls Six Young Master.

"Have you got my aircraft back from the manufacturer?"

Faced with the changing address of the housekeeper at this time, Qin Heng seemed to have gotten used to it, and he didn't mind, "Bring it to me when you get it back."

"No, young master, you can't fly the aircraft yet."