Black Sky

Is this Mr. Yang really itchy? He doesn’t know. He only knows that the outer layer of the flying object will have a static period of 12 hours after being forced to silence. Basically, it is impossible to get close, but after the 12-hour period of static electricity, They can pick up the people inside one by one and check them out.

"Sir, where did you go during the jump? Why did you add an invisible cover?" Tang's voice stuck intermittently for a while, and then returned to normal. It was obvious that their side had temporarily stabilized.

Chu Sixin said that the ghost knows where the jump went, and Sae Young, who never played cards according to common sense, probably just jumped like that, where he caught it.

He thought about it for a while and said: "You guys take a break, and be prepared to fight back whenever the other party finds that you are lost, and tell Carlos Black—"

"That who really caught people? If it's really the City of Silver, remember to drag them back, I'll take the brothers and wait here." Carlos Black's voice came in, full of breath, "Also Yes! Don’t ruin my precious aircraft! Use it leisurely! I’ve been with me for a hundred years!"

Truth: "..." It's not easy to say that Sae Young is there.

So he cut off the communication altogether.

Two seconds later, Tang sent a message—

Fuck!

Two more seconds later, Tang sent a second message—

Sir, I did not send the one just now!

Truth replied—

Got it.

He responded to the message and connected the communicator to the common sense port of Tianyan, and the things scanned in Jiang Qi's apartment were accepted by Tianyan and entered the analysis process.

Ding-

"The file is in an S-level nine-fold encryption state, and the time required to crack is..."

Sky Eye counted silently for a while, and said: "20 hours."

Sae Young knocked on the core disk, "The speed is so slow, you can consider retiring to the recycle bin."

Ding-

Sky Eye: "How about you do the calculation?"

Sae Young smiled and touched the induction area of ​​the core disk with his thumb, very, very gentle.

Ding-

Sky Eye: "I was wrong. Please give me the sentence just now. I mean, I will try my best to crack it as soon as possible."

Truth: "..." Such a shocking system is really one in a million.

In a blink of an eye, the picture on the screen was divided into two pieces. The larger piece is for the security monitoring of the surrounding star domains, and the smaller piece is a cracking progress bar, which is crawling slowly at the speed of a small king. It takes a long time to see a thin layer of red skin, probably even one-thousandth is enough.

Seeing that it had entered the cracking program, Chu Si didn't look at it any more, but lowered his head and opened the medical box.

The material storage style of this group of wanderers is completely different from that of planetary residents. Land residents basically don’t have to worry about energy, so almost every family prepares their own home medical cabins. This medical cabin is aimed at various diseases and injuries below grade 5, and those above grade 5. Just need to go to the hospital. But the medical cabin in the Rover's aircraft is the opposite.

Because they travel in space all the year round, even if they have a lot of energy reserves, they will try to save them as much as possible. Therefore, the medical cabin is only used to treat diseases and injuries of level 8 or higher. In other words, it is used for emergency life-saving. It will not be used until you are about to die. The rest depends on all kinds of matching or mismatching in the medical box. Of medicine.

For the homeless, conflicts and strife are the norm, and long-term recuperation and recovery is a luxury behavior. Once injured, the faster the recovery, the better, so the medicines they reserve are basically very effective. Yes, even some rushes.

They are used to using these medicines all the year round, physiologically, but they are choking for people who live on land for a long time.

Chusi searched the inner row with his fingers, picked a medicine that promoted wound healing and skin growth, and then pulled out the electronic syringe and compressed sterile sand wool from the disinfection layer underneath.

"Hands." He said to Sae Young, and then followed the instructions of the medicament, input the dose on the syringe, and docked the port with the medicament bottle.

Sae Young raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing? Do you want to give a high-five?"

Trus raised his eyes and looked at him blankly.

Sae Young's raised eyebrows instantly lowered, he leaned back, changed to a more slouchy posture, and said, "I don't use these things."

After speaking, he turned his neck to move his muscles and bones, and left his left arm unrelentingly wounded. He stretched out his still intact right hand to Chus: "Look, the wound that was cut by the grabbing cord last time showed no traces at all. Stay."

"You're pretty proud, aren't you?" Truss himself often took risks, but he still couldn't understand Sae Young's special tricks and the problem of having to create some risks without risks.

"No, but the fact is that I really don't need it." Saer said, turning his head again, his eyes swept across Chus's neck.

Truth retracted his gaze, lowered his head and continued to adjust the syringe.

He certainly knows that Sae Young’s physique is a little different from ordinary people. In fact, it is not "somewhat", but very different. He once saw Sue Young’s dragging injuries appear, and within a few minutes he unknowingly healed them all. He just didn't pay attention a little bit, and looking over, he couldn't find any obvious wounds.

At that time, someone had been curious about it, and was frightened back by Sae Young's extremely impatient eyes. Obviously he was not very willing to discuss such issues with others, so Truth never asked more.

But this time...

Chus pinched the syringe with the medicine in his hand and turned it around twice, and looked at Sae Young's arm: "It hasn't healed until now. Are you sure you don't use it?"

"Don't stare, no need." Sae Young sat up straight and drew the syringe from Chus's fingertips in a surprise attack.

"What are you doing?" Chus asked.

Sae Young checked the dosage, pushed out some potions, and hooked his fingers at him, "Don't you want to use potions for yourself? Turn it over, your blue shirt is almost dyed purple. That's it."

"I'll do it myself." Chus reached for the syringe, but Sae Young stepped aside.

"Don't make trouble, sir, are you a gibbon, can you still go around to get the needle?" Sae Young stretched his legs and got off the bridge. He laughed, clasped Chus's wrist, folded back to his back with no weight, and then touched it again.

Chus staggered and hit the bridge with his hip bone. "Sae Young!"

"Here." Sauer stood behind him and shook the syringe, all the breath of words hit his neck, "Don't move, my arm holding you is full of blood."

Truth's neck froze, and the movement he had wanted to break free really stopped. After a while, he finally slowly relaxed his strained shoulders, and said helplessly, "Ask you a question."

"Ok?"

"Do you use this same way of doing things to help people?" Chu Si said.

Sae Young sneered, "Sir, you seem to have made a mistake."

As he spoke, the warm breath hit the back of Chus's neck again, causing his shoulders to strain again.

He tilted his head, frowned and asked, "What?"

"I usually don't help people." He didn't have any extra hands, so he grabbed the back of the injection with his teeth, pulled the shirt on the back of Chus's shoulder a little, and used sterile sand wool to remove the blood around the wound. Wipe clean, frowning, and said vaguely: "I only helped a certain officer, but that officer was uncooperative. Do you think it's a bit unreasonable?"

The unreasonable Chief Chu was silent for a moment, and did not think of a rebuttal, so he could only say in a cool tone: "Then please move faster for your help, no one would like to be suppressed like this."

In fact, Sae Young was right. The location of his injury was a bit awkward. Whether he was wounding from the front of his shoulder or from behind the waist, he couldn't make a good injection. If it was Tang, Liu, Guy... or even any other person, he would be very calm to let them help, except for Sae Young.

The contact between the two of them often changes inexplicably, and there is always a strong sense of energy in your coming and me, just like a handful of fire among a pile of dry wood and paper, the fire is shining, and every shake is worthy of it. Passing the edge of the paper wood, it can burn if you are not careful.

Perhaps he finally cooperated, and Sae Young's hand holding his wrist loosened and pressed against the back of his neck, making him slightly open to the side.

A muscle was stretched between his neck and shoulders. Sae Young pressed a circle around his wound and sent the tip of the needle into his skin. When the medicine was pushed in, the skin felt a little cold, and then Soon there was a burning pain.

For wounds like this, the medicine has to be injected evenly along the edge.

For the first time, he discovered that Sae Young actually had something like "patient", pushing it steadily and slowly, and he could even feel a slight gentleness in the carefulness.

But Chus was not in the mood to feel this imperceptible gentleness, because the effect of the potion was too rushing, and the wound became hot like a fire.

Sae Young stopped for a while, then suddenly said, "Sir, you blush."

Chu Si almost laughed angrily: "...Try to see if the entire back shoulder is swollen by fire and your face turns red?"

This is like an inflammation of the wound and even a large area of ​​skin around it will become red or even feverish. It is a purely physiological reaction, but it falls in Sae Young’s mouth, how it sounds wrong.

The blood color spread all the way from the wound on his back shoulder, and even his neck and even the base of his ears and the sides of his face were a little red, which was indeed a bit destructive.

He yielded two steps to the side, came out of the corner between Saer and the bridge, raised his hand to touch the side of his neck, and lost his words: "Switch to levitation mode, I will go to sleep for a while." Then he turned his head to face. Go to the bedroom of the rear cabin.

This kind of wound-promoting medicine works quickly, but the process is not so pleasant. It is best to go to sleep for a while, and when you wake up, the wound will heal most of the time.

When he opened the bedroom door, he paused with his fingers, or turned his head to ask Sae Young: "You really don't need a potion?"

"No need, I'll take a shower." Saer replied, and then leisurely followed up into the bedroom and turned a towel in the closet.

"You bathe with these wounds open?" Chus asked with a frown.

Saer waved his hand, "I'm glad the chief cares about me so much, but I can guarantee that the skin will be healed before the water gets on the wound."