Chapter 7: A box of chicken drumsticks

Ocean Wave Star is a backward and poor remote small planet. The reason why it is named Ocean Wave Star is not because of its wide ocean coverage, but because the entire Ocean Wave Star has no ocean and suffers from severe water shortage. People on the planet yearn for the ocean.
Sea Wave Star is too biased. Even if Xi Zhaoyue took the fastest commercial ship, it took six days to reach Sea Wave Star.
"Zhaoyue, have you come out?" The light brain of Xi Zhaoyue's hand came the voice of Simo.
"Oh, I'm going out now." Xi Zhaoyue breathed a little, her body was so bad that she couldn't bear the weight.
哦 "Oh, look at your left hand side. I'm wearing a black sportswear, a black cap on my head, and black shoes on my feet."
The feast Zhaoyue put a few black lines on his forehead. Such a lively boy turned out to be a black controller?
"Zhaoyue, Zhaoyue?"
"Well, I'm listening."
呢 "How about you, what color do you wear? Is your hair long or short? What color is it? And what color are your eyes? Are you taller or ..."
嘭
A pack was smashed in front of chattering Simo.
"Hello Simo, I am Xi Zhaoyue."
"..."
上 On the aircraft, when Sima took a peek at Xi Zhaoyue for the eleventh time, Xi Zhaoyue finally turned his head to look at him, "Simo, do I look good?"
"Cough ..." Smo was caught and coughed violently. The old and broken aircraft should also bump with his master.
"Yes, you are too white." Simo blushed.
"Huh?" Xi Zhaoyue tilted her head.
"The ocean star is too hot and hot, and the radiation time is much longer than other planets. We can't find it as white as you in our neighborhood."
"Oh." Xi Zhaoyue said he knew.
不过 "But I still suggest that you darken your skin. The people here have a longing for white, and you look good again, I'm afraid, afraid--"
"Well, I'll dye it in a while." Xi Zhaoyue nodded, grabbing civilians, taking over wives, and so on. It's not uncommon in the practice world to keep a low profile and stay in the same place.
Huh! Ga! Ga!
The old aircraft made a panic sound, and his tail was emitting smoke. Xi Zhaoyue was holding his hand and was dizzy.
"There is something wrong with the old duck." Simo's immature face was full of embarrassment.
"Old duck? The name is very appropriate." Xi Zhaoyue was serious.
Bismo's face turned redder. "It, it's old, it worked well before."
"I know." Xi Zhaoyue understands how Sime cares about her own things. As a former master of smelting, she also cares deeply about the things she has refined.
Boom!
The old duck fell to the ground and the dust was flying.
"Zhaoyue are you okay?" Simo hurriedly opened the door of the aircraft and dragged Xi Zhaoyue and her salute from the aircraft. As soon as they left the aircraft, the aircraft burned.
"Lao Duck-" The fire was reflected on Simo's face, and the water under his eyes flashed.
After about half an hour, the fire on the aircraft's old duck dissipated and turned into a pile of scorched black iron.
The feast Zhaoyue swallowed and did not know how to comfort the sad teenager beside him.
"Zhaoyue, I'm sorry, but I'm sorry to ask you to accompany me on my walk back." Simo showed a sorry wry smile.
"It's okay, I can just look at this planet, 唔, very different from where I lived before." Xi Zhaoyue relieved the teenager, stretched out his hand to carry his own bag, but the whole person stunned, almost lying on the ground.
".... Come on." Simo tried to laugh but tried to stun.
The feast Zhao Yue gave him a white look, and in view of his waste body, he obediently stood aside.
"Hah ... It's very heavy, Zhaoyue, what's in your bag? It's so heavy!" Simo held it with one hand, his posture relaxed and cozy.
The feast Zhaoyue gave him another glance, pretending to be so perfunctory, boy, is this really good for you?
"I prepared them according to what you said, nutrition liquids, potions, radiation protection suits ... and some of our specialty products." Xi Zhaoyue was a little uncertain, something she asked February to prepare, and she was not specific. clear.
Bismo's is also an orphan. His adoptive father who raised him two years ago has passed away, and now he lives alone.
"This is my home." Simo opened the door to welcome Zhao Yue. It was an arc-shaped building. It was very heavy from the outside. There was only one floor, and the roof was a radiation-resistant cyan tile.
"This is your room. You can see what else is missing. We will buy it later." Simo put Xi Zhaoyue's bag on the table and used to touch the back of his head. Xu was the first time someone came to visit the house. Afraid of not meeting Xi Zhaoyue's intentions, his smile was mixed with a bit of entanglement.
The feast Zhaoyue glanced at the room, a bed, a small closet, and a low table. Except for being a little smaller, the room was cleaned very much, and the owner was very attentive.
The feast Zhaoyue nodded, "Well, they are all good."
Bismo breathed a sigh of relief. "Then you clean up first, and the hot water is ready. Would you like to take a bath first?"
"No, I've washed it on the starship." Hai Langxing was extremely short of water. If she took a bath, the teenager wouldn't know how to "conserve water."
"Are you hungry then, I'll cook now." Simo's words were not very encouraging.
The feast Zhaoyue looked at him with amusement. Even the fried chickens were willing to eat on Star Online. What would she cook now?
"However, I, I usually drink nutrient solution, my cooking ..." Simo's face turned red again.
"I also drink nutrient solution." It was true that the original owner drank the nutrient solution, and she was taking elixir. "Then don't cook it, and you don't waste food ingredients. By the way, I brought you a special product!"
There is a restaurant on the Starship, so this is the first time that Xi Zhaoyue opened her bottom bag. She was also curious about what was installed in February.
The feast Zhaoyue took the contents of the bag the same way out, first a first-aid box full of various medicaments, then a few boxes of nutrient solution, and her clothes ...
"Um, this is—chicken legs?" Xi Zhaoyue put a row of black lines on her forehead. In February, she asked her friend what she would like to eat. She seemed to answer "chicken legs", so February really filled her up. A box full of chicken drumsticks? !!
".... Your specialty is chicken drumsticks?" Simo was also stupid.
"Probably, right?"
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