NFBE Chapter 451 Xiao 5 goes home 1
Chapter 451 Xiao 5 goes home 1
After Sirong and Muchen have settled Daqi Dynasty.
The two of them followed the instructions and went to the interstellar world.
It is slightly different from the previous time travel. Sirong and Muchen are wearing clothes this time.
When landing, the strong feeling of dizziness made Sirong feel like her head was about to explode, and the same was true for Muchen.
The dizziness caused by the feeling of weightlessness faded a little, and what pierced the senses was not fresh air, but a heavy and suffocating stench that instantly stuck to the nose and throat.
It was at this time that Sirong and Muchen remembered to check the surrounding environment.
Layers of industrial waste accumulated over the years emit pungent chemical gases.
After the waste lubricating oil evaporated at high temperatures, it cooled and solidified into black sludge, mixed with some kind of debris, and emitted a fishy-sweet mixture of highly corrupted substances...
The smell was so thick it was almost tangible, pressing down heavily, stickily wrapping around every inch of exposed skin, invading every attempt to breathe.
The sky was completely covered by a thick, dirty, lead-gray, poisonous cloud, through which only a little sickly, pale light could be seen, like a dead body's bones.
There was no wind, and the air was stagnant and stuffy, mixed with the smell of rusted metal and rotting organic matter. Every breath was like inhaling hot sand, rubbing against the back of the throat and causing pain.
They landed on the slope of a huge mountain of metal trash.
"Is this a garbage planet?" Sirong asked uncertainly.
Muchen didn't have time to reply. He took out two gas masks from his space backpack and was putting them on Sirong.
Only after both of them put on their gas masks did they dare to breathe deeply.
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a garbage planet." Mu Chen looked around: "Where's Xiao 5? Is Xiao 5 still there?"
"Here I am, host." The signal was not very good, and a crackling sound came from the minds of the two people.
"How did we land here?"
"My coordinates at that time were set near Admiral Azure's spaceship. I don't know why I landed here." Xiao 5 was confused.
The signal she received at that time was sent by the intelligent computer on Admiral Azure's spaceship.
After listening to Xiao 5's story, Sirong and Muchen still had nothing to understand.
The spaceship must have crashed into this garbage planet.
It was also their fault. At that time, they were only thinking about how to arrange the affairs of the Great Qi Dynasty and did not ask Xiao 5 about the details of the interstellar world.
It seems that the surrounding area is still safe.
However, the smell in this place is so bad that it would be better for them to leave first.
"There's a small gathering place about fifteen kilometers to the west." Xiao 5 projected a rough map in Sirong's mind. "The fastest way is to go straight across the Gobi Desert."
After leaving the garbage mountain, the endless Gobi landscape is still in front of us, and the air is still a little turbid.
The scenery in the distance was a little hazy, but at least there was no suffocating smell and the sense of crisis brought by the creaking garbage dump underfoot.
"Huh..." Sirong let out a long sigh and pulled down her gas mask a little to breathe.
Muchen did the same thing almost at the same time, and the two exchanged a wry smile. Although they had left the garbage mountain, the feeling of being covered in dust and dirt was unpleasant.
"Let's go in and take a break first." Sirong said, and the two of them flashed and returned to the space.
The fresh air in the space instantly enveloped them.
The two of them walked quickly to the stream, scooped up the clear stream water and washed their faces and necks, rubbing off the dust and stains.
The current washed away their fatigue, and both of them felt refreshed. They sat on the rocks by the stream for a while, ate some dry food and drank some water prepared in the space, and finally recovered.
"It's really difficult to get around this place without a means of transportation." Muchen looked at the gray Gobi desert outside the space.
"There is a motorcycle in the space." Si Rong smiled, and with a thought, a rugged off-road motorcycle suitable for complex terrain appeared in front of them.
Back in the Gobi Desert, they were both fully equipped, donning protective goggles and helmets with filters. Sirong took the driver's seat, and Muchen sat neatly in the back seat.
"Hold on tight!" Sirong reminded and started the engine.
The powerful engine sound rang out in the empty Gobi Desert, but it did not attract any attention.
The motorcycle moved forward steadily.
The ground in the Gobi Desert is relatively flat, consisting mainly of sand mixed with some fine stones and scattered metal fragments, but it is far from being as frightening as the garbage mountain.
The wheels rolled over, raising a long, slightly sticky tail of dust.
The sunlight was filtered by the mist-like gray haze, making it seem a little lukewarm, but the temperature was not low, and the wind felt hot and dry on my face.
Xiao 5 projected a clear navigation cursor and path into the built-in field of view of their helmets, pointing to the west.
With a clear direction and means of transportation, crossing this Gobi Desert became much easier.
They just need to maintain a steady speed and move forward in the direction indicated by Xiao 5.
Fifteen kilometers is just a moment's work for an off-road motorcycle.
The roar of the motorcycle engine gradually became clearer, and the vague outline in the gray mist ahead also became clearer and clearer.
Sirong slowed down, stopped the motorcycle, and put it into the space.
It was a complex of buildings constructed from a large number of abandoned metal containers, thick synthetic panels and various modified parts.
The outer perimeter is surrounded by thick, twisted, scrapped spaceship armor plates and some barbed metal grids, forming a simple but solid defense wall.
Some modified defensive turrets and searchlight installations can still be seen on the wall, but most of them seem to be silent at this time.
Hanging on the wall were several crooked signs flashing neon lights of different colors and crude flags, on which one could barely make out some common language words: "recycling", "trading", and "repair".
This is the gathering place marked on the map. It is obviously a base mainly for recycling, processing and trading garbage planet materials.
The main entrance was an exit converted from a large lift gate. It was now open, and you could see figures of people inside, and hear the buzzing of voices, the sound of metal knocking, and the low sound of engines.
Sirong looked at the open metal door. Inside was another world where order and chaos coexisted. "Let's go in and take a look."
The two of them are not worried about their appearance.
From the information Xiao 5 had given them before, they already knew that there were many races in the interstellar world, and it was not surprising to see people with their looks.
Humans who look like them are called pure-blooded humans.
Of course, with Sirong and Muchen's current height, they are only the height of pure-blooded human children.
Because the average height of pure-blooded people in the interstellar space is generally around two meters and three.