Chapter 1938: Clever ghost
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1540 characters
- 2021-01-31 01:07:21
Consciousness regained in the darkness, the boy opened his dim eyes, the oncoming bright light made him turn his face, and was knocked down on the bed again.
The weak limbs and painful head undoubtedly did not tell him: Yes, you drank too much last night, this is the end of a hangover.
With a splitting headache, life is better than death, courageously stingy, and said to invite himself to drink, but a few bionics to accompany the wine came in, but he bought the cheapest inferior wine.
The last memory is that he was taken away by a bionic, saying that he was doing something shameful.
After that there was darkness.
"Unfamiliar ceiling..."
Anyway, when you wake up, you must recite the protagonist's lines in the first sentence. Peter Quill knows this well. It is the same in the TV series or in the TV series he has seen on Earth and Spartan. After all, it is Wilson Entertainment. product.
The environment here is the inside of a certain spacecraft. There is only a rigid bed in the narrow cabin, no windows, no furniture, only the ventilation holes in the corners.
Most people will be flustered when encountering this situation, and they will smash the door or run around, but for children like him who think they are the protagonist's template, what happens at this time is the same as the "Protagonist's Adventure".
Well, he said it was the second disease in terms of the earth.
Think of yourself as the protagonist of heaven and earth, think that you are different from others, have special abilities or something.
He does have special abilities, that is, his physical coordination is particularly good, and he learns various dances very quickly.
Although I don't know what is the use of such superpowers, it is a specialty after all?
"Uh......"
Peter covered his head and sat up from the bunk, rubbing his face up and down, and after removing the eye feces, he sat on the edge of the bed against the intense dizziness.
"Huh? Where's my Walkman?"
I didn't feel anything strange about Chrysanthemum, nor did I notice any cuts on his body. The only misfortune was that his baby couldn't hear him anymore.
It was bought by his mother on his sixth birthday, and there are also his own top 20 golden songs. It is his only connection with the earth now, and also with home.
After ran away from home, he didn't think about home, but he really didn't want to go back to Sparta to receive the old butler's crown prince education every day. Then every day from morning to night to learn etiquette and history, it was deadly.
So whenever he missed his parents, he would always play a song on his Walkman, which made him feel relaxed.
Now that the baby was gone, he was a little flustered, and began to look around the bed and the corner of the corner, but only touched the black ash on his hands.
"No one has ever cleaned here? Looks like a Kerry ship, and there are such lazy Kerry people?" He stood in the room and turned around, looking up for something similar to a monitor, and said to himself Talk to yourself.
Then his gaze fell on the door of the room and found that the door lock was actually very simple in structure. It was a common electronic door of a spacecraft. It could be opened as long as the terminal was connected to the card reader to crack it.
After all, after spending the past few years with Yongdu, he couldn't stop him from tossing the spacecraft aside.
"Very well, I need to find some wires, a sharp tool, and a bottle of water." He took out the terminal from his pocket, pursed his chapped lips, and said to himself again in a hoarse voice. language.
As he said nothing, he started to use the existing materials in the small room to make the necessary tools, removed the wires and circuit boards behind the lighting fixtures, broke the lampshade to obtain sharp glass, and began to fiddle with the door lock. The entrance to the wall is prohibited.
"Pry open, connect, connect, exhaustively decrypt...very good." He laughed out loud. Although he didn't know who caught him here, he really was the protagonist. All the door locks can just be cracked.
However, his sneer suddenly stiffened on his face, because after the password was cracked, there was actually a question and answer as insurance?
"There are two beakers A and B. Beaker A is filled with culture medium and Bacillus anthracis. Beaker B is filled with Ebola virus slides. Now an experimenter adds 0.5ml of saliva to Beaker A and puts it in Beaker B. He added 0.5ml of snot, and then he raised two beakers and ran from the first floor to the tenth floor rooftop, and then from the rooftop to the underground parking lot, and then drank the mixture in the two cups. May I ask... Nick When will Fury die?"
"???"
After reading the question, Peter was stunned for a moment, then he dropped the terminal in his hand to the ground, unable to answer, really unable to answer.
The door of the cell couldn't be opened, hope was cut off, and he leaned back against the door and shrank into a ball.
Suddenly, annoyed, he discovered the doubt. If this ship is a Cree, why would the title be in English?
Immediately he jumped up, pointed his to the sky, and shouted to the possible surveillance equipment: "This subject is beyond the scope of elementary school knowledge! And who is Nick Fury?! Why does he want to die from the rooftop? Jump down?! I must die soon!"
With a soft sound, the door of the room opened, and the correct answer was ‘die right away’.
After all, it is a question for elementary school students, and it can't be too difficult.
When Peter saw the English topic, he made up everything himself, thinking that his parents had come to catch him. This was about taking him back to Sparta.
So he got up to his feet and headed toward the cab angrily, planning to make a big fuss.
The spacecraft is not big, it is divided into upper and lower levels, the standard Kerry reconnaissance ship size, the lower level is the cargo warehouse, engine room, and wheelhouse. The crew housing, common rooms and other places are upstairs.
He walked along the corridor, and there was no one else. He walked down the stairs to the bow of the ship, only to hear the music.
"These two old folks didn't even say a word when they took their son's Walkman." Peter looked upset and walked with wind, swaying fast to the rhythm of the music in the corridor.
'laugh. The airtight door opened and he entered the four-seater cab and saw a man and a woman.
However, it was not his parents.
The one-eyed man was looking at him with a smile, but Peter only felt like a mouse being stared at by a cat. His whole body was stiff even with the tips of his fingers. The pressure made him stunned.
Little Peter followed Yongdu to the north and south. He had a very sensitive sixth sense of danger, and the man in front of him was definitely the most dangerous group in the universe. He seemed to be tumbling with a dark nebula behind him.
"Are you awake? Boy, I'm about to find you."
The man spoke. Compared to the other big girl, he was obviously the one who had the final say.
"Uh, uh..."
Peter saw his Walkman, which was placed on the control panel in the middle of the driver's seat, the tape was slowly turning, and the music came from it.
"Very well, understand the rules?" The man pointed to the little brown-red jacket that Peter was wearing. There was a marauder's badge on his left chest: "Whoever has the biggest fist has the final say, and you are I was taken prisoner, so before I allowed you to return to your ship, you ganged up with me."
Peter found that his life was not in danger~EbookFREE.me~ Then he was relieved and his limbs were able to move.
He rolled his eyes, sat down on a seat, and fastened his seat belt: "My dad is Yongdu, don't let me engage in too dangerous work, I can be valuable as long as I live."
"First Mate Daisy, crush him, this kid treats us as idiots." The man in the main driving train turned around to continue sailing, but instructed the big girl to educate Peter: "Yongdu is a blue monster, how can he Maybe there is a white-skinned son? Sure enough, don't elementary school students understand genetics?"
Of course, the female Thor knows the ins and outs of things, but she is still in the learning stage, so naturally she will do whatever the death knell says.
She came to Peter and stretched out her hands.
How could the boy's power be compared to Thor, the struggle was completely useless, and then his two faces were smashed, and then he squeezed wildly, and screams resounded throughout the spacecraft from the cab.
The little spaceship with its flame tail briskly traversed the boundless space amidst the sound of music, and the colorful cosmic light made this journey interesting.
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