There Is No Afterlife

Farol was particularly stingy. After knowing that they had no intention of entering, he did not give them any food in exchange, and also restricted them from staying in the star area near Farol for more than one day. In the afternoon of that day, the Panderan fleet was overwhelmed. Tang's left.

This time, there is no longer a tail behind them." Most people chose to abandon the spacecraft and stay in Farol.

However, after this incident, the Panderans who originally wanted to go to other planets became silent.

In the extremely chaotic universe, Farol is like a magnet, attracting refugees from thousands of light-years away to come here. When all kinds of spaceships are heading towards Farol together, the one belonging to Pandera One thousand six hundred spaceships sailed against the current and plunged into the depths of the nebula.

Everyone who saw this fleet also remembered the name "Bailu Star".

The Panderans passed through two more galaxies. When they arrived at the second galaxy, they encountered a wave of refugees fleeing from nearby Ifadia. Then they learned that the imperial capital star Ifadia had been occupied by a higher civilization. news. While being stunned, everyone couldn't help but feel lucky: Fortunately, they didn't go to Ifadia at that time.

Cromo is also in chaos. Although there are few people there, there are many robots. Now it has been occupied by agricultural robots. "

They were even more fortunate when they learned the second piece of news.

But before they could rejoice for too long, the house leaked and it rained all night, and Master Kenda fell seriously ill.

The discoverer was his robot assistant John←Tatalin then realized that he had actually brought his own robot with him.

The old man had been suffering from a cold for several days, but he insisted not to tell anyone. Tatarin guessed that he was afraid that people would discover the robot, so he insisted not to say anything. In the end, Master Kenda could no longer hold on and fainted, and Robot John immediately sent a message for help.

Give John to them. The master must go to the hospital. "Facing Tatarin and Prince, John expressed his request.

nonsense! I don’t want to go to other planets, I want to go to Bailu Star, and you go too! Even though he was very weak, Master Kenda still stopped his robot.

Looking at Master Kenda and then at John, Tatarin felt that his head was big: there was something they probably didn't know yet.

Once upon a time, the most powerful resident pass in the empire was the pass of the Panderans, who could go wherever they wanted to go without any visa procedures.

But that was in the past.

After a period of chaos, more and more planets have regained stability. This kind of planet accepts refugees, but it has very high requirements for the recipients. Nowadays, there may be differences in the details of the reception standards of each planet, but there is one thing that is exactly the same. I was surprised to notice that there is even an additional qualification for asylum seekers on various planets: refusal to accept Panderans.

The news of the Pandora robot explosion finally spread.

Whether you go or not is one thing, but whether people let you go is another!

Regarding this standard, the Panderans were angry and funny, but in the end, they became a little panicked: They now really want to go to Bailu Star, but what is the current situation of Bailu Star? Will the Panderans also be denied entry? Or do they require them to hand over all the mechanical products before they can enter?

However, they have no way out now.

After escaping for sixty days, the Panderan spaceship fleet finally sailed into the Hydrangea Galaxy. Their entry point was very good, and after entering, they happened to stay in the star field near the White Dew Star.

Hello, we are refugees from Pandera. We have a total of 1,611 ships and 2,003 people. I am Tatarin, a senior researcher in the Mechanical Department of the Imperial Academy, and I would like to apply for emergency evacuation into White Dew Planet. "

Without concealing his identity, Tatarin sent a shortwave message.

He hesitated, then sent another message, this time simpler.

ps I am a friend of Mu Gen, a resident of Bailu Star. "Tatarin also attached a photo of the two.

There was no other meaning. After Tatarin sent the message, he felt that his behavior was a bit funny:

How could the other party know who Mu Gen is? He’s not a big shot—

While he was waiting anxiously, the reply from Bai Luxing also came:

Good afternoon, our guest from Pandera. Welcome to Bailu Star, please follow the instructions to land from Port 3. "

There was no difficulty or any questioning of their identity, they were admitted! ?

The Panderans were stunned for a moment, and then loud cheers came from the public platform.

After the necessary examinations were completed, someone immediately came to place the refugees. Master Kenda, who had a high fever, was immediately sent to the hospital. The others went to their chosen destinations in batches after being asked whether they wanted to eat or take a shower first.

After taking nutritional supplements for more than sixty days (even the nutritional supplements were gone later), Tatarin chose the option of eating without hesitation.

In fact, he had no hope at all for the meal. The food provided by various planets for refugees was very simple, but he was too hungry. At this time, even if the other party brought out nutritional supplements, no matter how unpalatable they were, he could still eat them with gusto.

Under this background, when the staff brought the lunch box to him, Tatarin was shocked: instead of nutritional supplements, what was provided here was actually cooked food!

There is it in the lunch box

One meat dish, two vegetarian dishes, a piece of fruit, and even a small jar of yogurt!

Tatarin forked a piece of meat and ate it in his mouth, almost crying with emotion!

Fresh, just-butchered meat!

This is the right place - at this moment, not only Tatarin, but almost all Panderans thought so.

☆、Chapter 204

The young man who was assigned the responsibility of resettling the Panderans was a small policeman from Bailu Star named John. As soon as he came in, he saw the tears in the eyes of the Panderans. John was startled:

Why? Is...is it too unpalatable? "

How can it be? ! "The Panderan man closest to him immediately objected, and then handed over his plate with a dazzling look: Can I have another one?"

Of course. "John was taken aback. After understanding the other party's request, he readily agreed. Unexpectedly, after he nodded, all the Panderans quickly finished the remaining food on the plate, and then raised it in unison. Empty dinner plate.

Really... I'm so embarrassed - Tatarin was deeply ashamed of the performance of his compatriots, but this did not prevent him from sneaking in among the others and holding out his plate.

Most people ate two portions of rice, and a few powerful ones - such as big soldiers like Prince, even ate three portions!

While John was dumbfounded, he secretly felt the "Big Eater" chapter in his heart for these legendary smart Panderans.

After eating, most of the Panderans went to take a shower, leaving Tatarin and Priest to deal with the follow-up procedures with John.

There was no way. Although Tatarin and Prince were public officials in name, no one could instruct the master craftsmen. They were just errands who led the way, opened up joints, and handled formalities.

Master Kenda's assistant robot is also named John. "Snatching a can of yogurt from Prince's third lunch box and eating it, Tatarin carefully used the robot's name as a stepping stone to the conversation. People elsewhere were very nervous about robots, and he didn't know Bai Lu What's the situation on Star's side?

Ha ha! Yeah? John is a very exotic name. It is said that my ancestors have blood from distant galaxies. "John smiled heartily,

Tatarin and Priest both breathed a sigh of relief: it seems that there is probably no special discrimination against robots and Panderans here.

Then the conversation went on happily.

...The supply ships from outside have not come here. Now we provide all our food ourselves. The five major colleges of Bailu Star are the main providers of these foods. The production methods are mainly provided by the shop owners of Bailu Star. Since the students are all As a newbie, the taste will definitely not be as good as other products outside at first. "John was humble, but the expression on his face was not modest at all.

No wonder it tastes so delicious, it turns out to be all natural! "Tatalin digged out another big spoonful of yogurt to eat.

Well, pure natural pig shòurǔ juice can be made into yogurt! "John smiled heartily.

I slightly thought of the honorable Tatarin \u0026 Prince:...

Forget it, it’s good to eat some of these things now, and don’t worry about the beauty or ugliness of the producers.

At this moment, a girl suddenly ran over from next door. She was also a police officer in uniform. She pointed her finger at the back room and said to John in a clear voice: John, come here and answer the phone. "

Tatarin and Priest stared at the young lady at the same time, with question marks popping up on their heads.

Sorry, please leave for a moment while I go take a call. "I apologized, and John immediately ran to the next door. When he left, John's colleagues saw Tatarin's confusion and explained a little: Do you know what a phone is? It is a kind of communication used in the antique era. Although the tools are very backward, they are surprisingly unaffected at times like this!"

Tatarin and Prince looked at each other, and they saw surprise on each other's faces at the same time:

Under the current circumstances, the problem of food and drink is relatively easy to solve, but the most difficult problem is communication! Normally, people always think that a planet is not that big, and it is very common to go to work on the other side of the planet. But after the system interruption, this has become simply unthinkable! Due to the inability to communicate with each other, the situation on each planet has become even more uncontrollable. They have passed nearly a hundred planets, and they have not heard of any planet that has achieved global communication re-establishment, so the so-called stability is only partial. The so-called managers are said to be just the largest managers in the area under their jurisdiction on the planet.

The female police officer is still explaining:

Isn’t the communicator signal gone? It was so difficult to contact people, and then the professors at Imperial College got the phone out again. "