Chapter 2 Chapter One

The life of the Aperture Station is tied to a Cowan Dragon thread, which is Clay's mantra. This thread is wound on the main magnet of the hydrogen atomic furnace to withstand the cold of space. If it breaks, there will be no light and heat, no food and air.But Clay seems to have little to worry about. "Poe Dios, we'll get through this." He would often grin at Quinn while inhaling the acrid "Star Mist." "Hopefully someone will tie up a stronger skynet cable." "When I grow up," Quinn said with a serious face, "I'll go." Quinn was only five years old.

"Someone will." Clay's blue eyes stared into the distance. "Most likely someone from Kirwan's lab. Back to the sun." "I'm going to the sun," said Quinn. "I'm going to find that thread and bring it back." "Even if you go," Clay said, inhaling the pungent star mist, "but you have to grow up first." If the ship had been faster, Quinn might have been born at Aperture Station, but when they were still flying in space six months after leaving Codobosi, he couldn't wait to give birth prematurely, and they didn't find out Jane until a few weeks later. Knott.He often wants to know who his father is, but his mother just won't tell him.

It must not be the earthlings, he is sure of this, because the earthlings in the Sun Empire are slaves.A dashing lover of sun blood?Or a space aristocrat with corporate stakes and dizzying wealth?Or even someone from the Kirwan family?It is said that the Kovans all have "Romanov" noses, inherited from a monk named Rashputkin.When he asked about it, Clay handed him a gold coin of the Sun Kingdom, bearing the portrait of the first Sun Baron on it.He frowned at the golden head of the portrait, then hurried to the mirror to look at his nose.There is nothing special about it.Yet he kept thinking.

His mother never explained why she was away from home, which often baffled him, because she was neither happy nor happy at Aperture Station.He used to think that she must be very attached to the earth, the sky website and all the planets beyond the sun, and often sadly recalling the glory she had had in the past. Once she showed him an old photograph of herself, brought from the other side of the earth.She said it was filmed near Vajikor, Empire of the Sun.He looked left and right and couldn't recognize each other.Now she is thin and pale, her eyes are full of wrinkles, her hair is curled up on the nape of her neck, and she has no luster, but she is so beautiful and lovely in the photo, so charming.

In the photo she is wading through a warm shallow, white water lapping her feet, her golden hair loose and blowing in the wind.Her beauty seemed to light up everything around her.The sky is surprisingly blue, the tall coconut trees are flying with the wind, and the magical pagoda-like white clouds climbed under the bright sun. Such a sight made him adore him.Breeze!Baiyun!Running water!The boundless sea was as blue as the sky, and there were flying things she called seagulls—he couldn't imagine what the world under the Skynet looked like, and he couldn't help shaking with excitement.

He was eager to go back to the sun, to see the wonders his mother had seen, to ride the skyline to explore the ancient earth, and maybe he could find his father and find out his own parentage.He has always secretly believed that he is destined to become a member of the Sun Family in the future, able to possess all the splendor and power of the Sun Empire. Once he told his mother that he wanted to go home. "No!" She took a breath, and her thin face twitched. "Absolutely not!" She said nothing more.So he pressed this dream to the bottom of his heart and stopped talking to his mother, and he didn't even ask about the other side of the sun.He didn't want to hurt her, and he could see that his mother was trying to forget something very painful.

They arrived at the Aperture Station three weeks after he was born, and he grew up there, locked in a small plastic room and underground passage all year round, never going out, because there was no air for people to breathe outside, and There are no spaceships for kids to go out on. Whenever he heard people talk about the wonders of the earth and the world beyond the sun, he grew more and more afraid that he would never be able to visit those places.Yet he wasn't always this morose. There were a few small children at the aperture station, but the mother said they were all spoiled. At school, a dozen children of different ages live in the same cave-like house separated by ice.Teachers are the station workers who teach children how to live in the aperture, how to avoid stepping outside the airless vacuum and cold station walls, and how to turn on the machines that must be turned on.

His best teacher, at school and home, was Clay McLean.Clay is a veteran of the station, and he followed Captain Ferlando Cowan to the expedition here.When Quinn was four years old, his mother and Clay married.Clay is your new father, she said. "He's not," argued Quinn, "and he never will be. My real father—" Seeing his mother's sad face, he didn't continue.Clay smiled and punched him lightly, saying they would be good friends.They did become friends, but calling him daddy, Quinn just couldn't do. They live under ice, surrounded by plastic foam to keep out the cold and keep precious air from escaping.The floor was carpeted, on which they could walk in their boots.With only a few taels of weight, he can fly freely along the underground passage at any time.

Most parts of the Aperture Station, such as the lab, store, or computer room, are off limits to children.The adults are too busy, and places like work pits and refineries are dangerous.Spaceships and energy tunnels are off-limits.But when he was young, Clay often took him to the hydroponics garden to watch him water and harvest the lush vines.Some of the trees bloomed, and he liked the color and the smell of the flowers, and he grew to like Clay's company. Once Clay took him deep into the cavern above the ice pit to watch the cranes, steel drills and pipes drill into Jannot's core.The air was bitter, and his breath turned to mist.The pungent ammonia gas burned his eyes, but he still watched with interest as the mud from the white pipes was processed into water, air, and food for people and gardens, and plastic, because heavy metals were very rare and very rare. precious.

Clay was a tall, smelly man, with a battered red cap on his head, and when he took it off his head was tawny, bald, and shone like an onion.His eyes were strange, without eyebrows or eyelashes, but beautiful, blue, with a kindly gleam. He has no official title and no sun mark, but he doesn't seem to care.He was always happy, though sometimes he would sleep and wake up silent, moving slowly, or with downcast eyes and morosely.At times like this, Quinn thought, he must be remembering lost youth and distant Earths, or longing for what he called "star fog." "You can't smoke, it's harmful."

He explained that it was a kind of poison, and no one would benefit from taking it.Some plants produce poisons to deal with the bugs that eat them, and some people become addicted to them.The star mist is produced from this plant, and he secretly brought the seeds up. "When there was nothing to eat back home," he said, "this is what we ate." When he took the first sip, his eyes lit up and he became happy.If he sucks again, he will laugh out loud, and then happily go to work.He is always busy with those machines.He often refers to himself as "Kray knows it all."He can fix and even build all sorts of things, he can explain all the buttons that keep the Aperture Station alive, and he can even explain how the skyline over the sun works. When Quinn grew up a bit, Clay took him to the Observation Dome.The observation deck is like a transparent plastic bubble, 30 meters wide.They emerged from the floor, and it was cold and still outside.They moved lightly, for fear of disturbing the instruments, the lights inside were dark red, and they could see the sky clearly. The sky was frighteningly dark.He knew that the purpose of building the aperture station was to guard against strange animals on other planets.Now he felt the eyes of the animals staring at him curiously.Trembling all over, he gripped Clay's hand tightly. "That's the Amigos, and that's the Muccagus." Clay said calmly. "They never meant to hurt us. I think we could still make friends with them if we could see them!" He plucked up his courage, listened to Clay's words, and began to feel the magic of the sky: the stars were close at hand, shining brightly; the Milky Way was like a dazzling silver powder arch bridge.He tried desperately to see the circle of light.Nearer than the stars, there should be countless pucks like Jannot, but he didn't see any of them. "They're all too far away," Clay said. "We just happened to meet Jannot." The sun is also just an ordinary star, except that it shines brightly, illuminating signal lights, telescopes and detectors in the vacuum outside.The ice around the aperture station was illuminated by the sun, dark and dirty, like a crater in the dark. When the sun does not appear to be rising because the aperture station is at the pole near the star of Jannot.During the short day, the sun crawled close to the icy horizon, just in time for the aperture station to exchange signals with the flight command. The telescopes and signal lights were aimed in a different direction from the sun most of the time, searching for anything that appeared in the aperture. . The ice around the observation deck forms a steep slope.They could see the nose of the ship, cutting like a sharp blade into the black horizon.After learning to read, Quinn recognized the characters on the spaceship as "Kapala", written in black on the golden wings of the sun disk. "She's our life," Clay told him. "It's her engine that gives us light, heat, and all the power we need. Without her engine, we're all doomed!" Sometimes Clay goes aboard the ship to help with repairs.Once, Quinn wanted to go with him, but just as he flew down the tunnel to the door, he heard the guards sternly yelling at him, not allowing him to join in the fun on the spaceship. Almost every day he went to the gym with Clay to work.The gymnasium is mainly used to store air and heat, like a large balloon fixed to the plastic by Covan dragon wire, and the outside is painted black to dissipate useless heat-even in the freezing Jannot, the aperture station must be kept cool. The gymnasium has ropes, swing sets, and a ball net, as well as a squirrel cage.Clay rides his bike on a track around the squirrel cage.After taking a puff of "Star Mist", he would sing loudly, and the happy voice buzzed in the wall, which made Quinn feel very fond of it. Sometimes Clay sang Spanish songs with a strange tune, which sounded very sad. They sang about the love stories of the people on Earth, where to hide, where to hide, where to fight, and where to die.These were the songs Clay sang as a child in Azteca. "Can I go to the side of the sun?" Quinn asked him once, "Just once?" "Impossible, boy," he laughed, "impossible!" Quinn asked why it wasn't possible. "It's too far," Clay replied. "It'll take three days for the sun to get there." "But that's where you came from, and so did Mom. Spaceships can bring people in, and they can take them back." "We came here for company business, and to make some money. Son, you're a little crazy for thinking that way." "I'm not hotheaded." Quinn refused to let go. "When I grow up, I must go." "You'll regret it if you go," Clay said solemnly. "You know why I smoke Star Mist? Because it helps me forget about Azteca!" He grows special plants among the vines in his hydroponic garden, then carefully cultivates this smoky star mist among the roots, leaves and fruit of the plants.He never smoked at home because Quinn's mother hated the astringency, but he always carried a flat bottle of Star Mist with him. Once Quinn took a deep breath of star fog, which made him sick as hell, but he still liked the spicy taste of star fog, so Clay smoked star fog in the garden, and no one cared, sometimes when they were together. , Quinn pestered him, asking him to talk about things on the other side of the sun. "I don't have the blood of the sun," Clay told him once, as they were harvesting a bale of fallen leaves, "you can see that in my face." All other grown-ups have a "sun spot," a small round spot on the right cheek that shimmers like a golden frost spot in the light.And Clay had nothing on his thin cheeks. "Daddy used to say he was Irish when he was alive, but I was born in a small town in Spain. We worked hard and survived. Mum was pretty when she was young, had a job at Empire of the Sun, and got pregnant with me. Just got fired. I grew up dreaming of going to space—like you dream of going to the sun now, I guess." He shook his head at Quinn, his blue eyes becoming serious. "People say I'm crazy. I can't go to space any more than you can go back to Mount Codo now. You'll be happy here when you hear me describe what Azteca looks like. " Quinn shook his head. "Okay! Listen to me, boy! Our place is terrible. Terrible! A dilapidated town, next to a dump of garbage falling from the sky, above the town is a gravity line, and big baskets of ore are coming from the line It whizzes down, one basket per minute, day and night. It is the meteorite metal sent to the factories on the earth, and the energy sent to the people on the earth. But we suffer, because the stone baskets often crack due to overheating Come on, throw rocks on our heads, but—” He opened the bottle, carefully squeezed out a drop of Star Mist on his palm, and smelled the fragrance with a smile. "But I don't care." He lowered his voice, almost muttering. "Even when someone is hurting and Dad is cursing the giant sun, I still love watching the stone baskets whizzing down because they came down from space. "Mom and Dad will never understand. They hate the Sun people, say they live in the high walls and fences and are pampered and powerful, and we have nothing. Just a hut, still built from the rags that were found, Water leaks every rainy day, and we can’t pay for heating in winter, so we have to stay indoors and shiver with cold. The food on the dinner table is cold food and cold dishes thrown away by the wealthy families in the Sun Empire. In the Sun Empire, the earth people can only be cooks , to serve others. "I started to learn to read." He smiled thoughtfully. "I found a book in a broken bin in the trash, and that's where I started. It was missing a lot of pages, and I never really understood the rest. I just remember that the main character has a six Word motto: Silent, exiled, flexible, I still find this motto valid to this day. To say 'exile', we are exiled here now. 'Silent' means be careful, boy, remember, we never make trouble No. And 'flexibility' is the foundation of our survival. Remember these six words carefully." He stopped to inhale the star mist, his eyes fixed on Quinn. "These six words can help us survive the aperture." I don't need those words, Quinn thought, and neither do I need to go back to the sun. "The Sun Giant at that time was Boris Chen." Clay took another mouthful of Star Mist from his hand. People called him a tyrant in our small town, but I didn't hate him because he donated money for poor children to build the school my mother sent me to.Dad said that school was designed to train slaves for the Solar Empire, but we had hot meals for lunch, and I learned a lot.Later, the Sandissimo organization destroyed the place, and the school was closed. "At that time, if you want to talk about hatred, what I hate is the group of saints, just as they hate the sun giants, the sun empire and everything in the universe. However, I never reveal this kind of thinking, because my parents are gay with them .” Speaking of this, his eyes seemed to become more serious. "They had a comrade named Saladin, which, I later learned, was the name of a prison. He claims to be a doctor and runs a so-called 'Sun Mark Clinic', promising to help people pass the space test to become a Sun Clan.At first I used to wonder why he hadn't sun-marked himself, but at last I realized he was a Sandissimo agent. "Mom and Dad must be part of the Sandissimo organization too, but they never told me. There is a hole under the floor of my house, and they sometimes hide things in there and warn me not to talk about it. Sometimes it's illegal leaflets, sometimes It was a heavy little box, and it must have contained weapons or explosives. "Dad made me a little green cart out of scraps of junk, and I pulled it up and down the hills looking for something to eat - I have to say that to people, though sometimes I haul There are those kind of boxes hidden underneath. I guess Dr. Saladin sent them, but I didn't ask too much." He shook his bald head and squinted at the gloomy tunnel. "Terrible times, boy, I wish I could forget them. Late one night, a man and a girl ran into our shack, limping and panting. And covered in blood. Mom just Hide them underground, and the police will arrive. They kick open the door, and they see Mom peeling potatoes, and grab Dad, holding his nose. Once he left, he never came back. "From then on, my mother became weird. She used to run to Dr. Saladin, and then took me with her. Dr. Saladin was short, with scary eyes, black and shiny, but ruthless. When talking about When he was in the Kirwan family and the Sun Empire, his slightly squinted eyes gleamed fiercely. He hated the Sun people so much, so he naturally didn't want to be marked with the sun. "Despite my fear, I asked him to get me a sun marker. He gave my mother a bewildered smile and said yes to my request. Finally, he actually helped me go to space. As I later found out, he was Want me to be Sandy Simo's mole. "My mother refused to let me go. She told me that within a year or two, space would kill me, because I don't have the Sun gene. Even if I have the Sun gene, the tyrant's people caught me in Skynet, They'll kill me too if they find out I don't have a sun badge or a travel pass. "Saladin's clinic can't change my genetics at all—the clinic is just a front for what they call a 'movement'. But I don't care. As long as I can spend a year in space—" "Just one year?!" "For me, all the adventures paid off. I fought so hard that my mum had to have a fake sun spot tattooed on my face by Saladin's men. They gave me a fake travel document and then Codo loaded me into an Alderbaran-ready emergency pod. "In this way, the giant's flagship is equipped—of course, at that time, Ferrando was only the commander of the spaceship, not a giant. "Go to the aperture!" Clay took another deep breath from his tan palm. "You don't know how excited I was at that moment. An ordinary earth boy, just turned 15, went on a great expedition." His smile disappeared. "Later, I found out that I was still in the dark about many things. Sandissimo's gang filled the supply box with explosives, trying to blow up the spaceship and Commander Ferrando. "I took a little gadget, and the gang told me it was a signal device, and told me to send the signal to the commander as soon as he got on the ship and took off. But when we flew into the sky, I was so excited that I forgot what they said. Gotta clean it up. Besides, did I remember any Saladin then?" Then I drank all the water in the cabin and thought I'd get some water in the supply box when I saw the dynamite.I was stunned.I think I'm dead this time.After regaining my senses, I reached into the internal affairs box and found a lifebrake injection needle.I poke myself in the head with a needle - so my hair looks like this. " Clay laughed self-mockingly, then pulled back the red cap, and touched the same brown and bald top of his head with his brown hands. "In this way, I was saved. After taking Lifesha, people don't need food, and they don't even need air. After two months in the sky, they finally found me. The fake sun spot on my face has begun to shed its skin. Fake travel documents will only make me die faster. The guards escort me to Kean Carbon, the captain. He is going to give me another injection of life brake, and then throw me overboard with the waste . "At this time, Jason saved me." Clay's face contorted, as if he had eaten something bitter. "Jason Cowan, the son of the Spaceship Commander, about six years old, a mischievous, sun-spotted, cute kitten-like. His mother didn't want him to go back to the sun, so he got him on the spaceship, but the commander was obedient to him. "This little Jason saved my life not because he liked me. Captain Carbon scolded him for stealing a laser gun, and the little fox took me to the commander to sue the captain. "In order to please Jason, Ferlando led me to his residence. For some reason, he fell in love with me. When he saw the sun spots on my face, he laughed and asked me why I was hiding in the spaceship. He also said that my genes would not be too bad, otherwise life would kill me sooner. "I told him that there was explosives in the supply compartment. The radio gadget the guys gave me turned out to be a detonator. The guards on the ship wanted to kill me, but Ferrando stopped them. He talked to me for a long time and asked A lot of questions, as if he really cared about why people join the Sandissimo organization. Then he finally convinced me that I wasn't part of that organization and let me work as a handyman in his cabin and allowed me to read in his study . "That's how I lived in the spaceship until today." Crayle laughed haha, then tilted his head and stared at Quinn. "Son, the purpose of my telling this story is to show you how bad it is on the side of the sun, understand?" Quinn didn't want to argue with him, so he nodded.The place he is going to is not a frontier town, his father must have the sun mark, he is a member of Skynet, that place is not comparable to Azteca, and it is a thousand times better than Aperture Station, at least not Aliens stared at them in the dark.He still shudders at the thought of those aliens. He saw Clay squeeze another drop of Star Mist into his hand.It seemed he still had time to talk, so Quinn asked what those aliens were. "who knows." "Mom said that when you were here, aliens attacked the spaceship." "That's right." Quinn watched him exhale a puff of fragrant smoke. "At that time, the three ships were separated by a million kilometers to increase the detection range. We fired laser lights and watched the reaction ahead. We set out from Kodo for a year, and we never heard anything. Finally, one day, the Spica reported that it encountered to something. "The signal officer of the Spica is called Leonard Carbon. He is Captain Carbon's son. He turned on the searchlight, and the light coming back was so dazzling that it was impossible to be the reflection of the searchlight. This beam of light and his detection The frequency was the same, but he couldn't figure out its undulating curve. There were indications that the light source was approaching him, ten times faster than the spaceship. "Zha (Bela Za is the captain of the Spica) quickly asked for instructions. The commander told them to continue to observe and report at any time. There were signs that the unknown light source was slowing down to intercept them. After a while, they saw They caught the reflection of a UFO, which was flying with them, only 60 kilometers away. "That was the last word we heard, and the radios and lasers went silent after that. No more words. We circled the Spica's orbit, firing searchlights where it was supposed to be, but there was no response. We can't find the Spica. Carl North (who was in command of the other ship) lost heart and said not to waste the effort, but the remaining two ships had better get away. " Clay opened his mouth and laughed. "But Ferrando didn't know what the escape was. We kept going, and before we knew it, we reached the aperture, and finally the searchlights echoed, and we found Jannot. There was no sign of aliens here. There was nothing alive either. So we landed, set up the Aperture station, and Ferrando put Gene Carbon in charge, drove home by himself, and became the Sun Giant. "So we'll stay here." "If they seize the Spica—" Quinn's teeth chattered; what kind of things would burst out of this circle of light? "Aren't you afraid they'll come here and hurt us?" "Afraid?" Clay took a sip of Star Mist from the bottle, narrowed his eyes and tasted it comfortably, then swallowed it, licked his lips, and winked sleepily at Quinn. "When I was a child in my hometown, I was terrified. I saw stone baskets falling from the sky. I was terrified at first. I was terrified of the police, and I was also terrified of Sandissimo's gang." He wiped his hands with a big red scarf. "But now we have neighbors, boy, here, there." He waved his scarf toward the stars. "Maybe they're smarter than us and know how to live in the Aperture. I guess they'd kill us easily, but I don't think they'd do that. Old Carbon's still terrified of them, and I—I'd love to meet them. " Quinn met Carbon in the classroom, where he taught students about astronomy and space navigation.Carbon was short and fat, with bare black hair, he was short of breath when he stepped quickly, and he often wore tight and shiny black uniforms, with a high-spirited posture, which looked very funny. Sometimes he was jovial, but his opponents were very arrogant, and if he was irritated, he would suffer from asthma. Clay never made him angry.Because Carpenter loves to drink and has a gluttonous appetite, Clay became his special friend. He planted the seeds he brought from the earth in his garden, harvested some grapes, truffles and other delicacies to give to Carpenter. Quinn was with them a lot, and so he had the same fears and hatreds that haunted old Capen.As long as talking about aliens, the poor commander can't enjoy it.Whenever he thought of the aliens abducting his son, his fat face began to twitch, his black eyes seemed to burst into flames, and his voice rose sharply. "Damn it!" Clay yelled when he said he wanted to befriend the aliens. "They're as damned as the Revelators! They captured Spica and killed my Leonard! I'm going to stay here and catch them for revenge!" "He's sick," said Queen's mother. Clay nodded and said, "The aliens pissed him off. I like him working in the garden or treating me to dinner, but I don't like him the way he is now, because he's so angry and crazy about revenge." .” "But—" Quinn looked at Clay and then at his mother, wondering that they were not afraid at all. "If there's something there to see—" "There's no way they're looking for us." Clay shrugged and said with a smile, "If they were to find us, they wouldn't have to go that hard because we were in the open. After we landed, we kept our searchlights on and launched Laser pulses to probe the small aperture, but we saw nothing. If there were neighbors, I'd love to meet them, maybe they want to get to know us too! Maybe that's why they're keeping Spica." "If they really want us—" "Don't think about it, kid." Clay laughed. "Aperture Station is a good place." Quinn doesn't argue anymore, but sometimes he has nightmares of aliens.They emerged from the black space, flapping their black wings.He tried to hide, but their eyes were as bright as lasers, terrifying.They seized him in great sharp claws, and he was too frightened to move.He couldn't move or breathe, and a large group of vicious aliens flew over, howling and eating him alive. When Quinn was 7 years old, they captured the alien bird. Quaker Smith was shaking with excitement as he petitioned to complete the mission.He wanted so badly to go, but knew the director would deny his request.To his surprise, the old guy actually listened to him until he had finished speaking. He was happy for a while, and then became suspicious again. The Stellar Observatory looks like a miniature solar system, with various devices placed in orbit around a small aperture.The director's laboratory is like a large transparent shell. From there, the stars outside are close and bright. There is no air in space. They talk through photon radiation. "It's a matter of urgency," said Quaker Smith eagerly. "This is the best opportunity for me to serve Elder, and I want to make my name known in history." The director swam up a little, looking at him with an indifferent air, which annoyed him.Quaker Smith couldn't stand the old pedant's unflappable attitude. "Director—listen to me! We really can't wait any longer!" "The higher-ups have suggested that we cancel this mission." The director finally spoke, not caring about his eagerness. "Too risky." "Adventure? Maybe," he said. "But I don't expect to live forever." "You're still young." The director stopped and looked at him thoughtfully for a while. "As long as you know how to be calm, you will live a long time." "I'm not as calm as you are." He tried to slow down his speech. "I suspect that neither do the people on the planet." "The planetary people are really impatient." The director muttered. "Since the last time they were found to be conducting nuclear tests, they have touched the aperture again this time, and their progress during this time has been amazing. We really need to step up monitoring them." "I therefore implore you to seriously consider—" "We have been seriously considering it." The director turned his worried eyes to the detection equipment: "But violence, if we can avoid it, we have to avoid it. The higher-ups advise us not to risk conflict with them again." "Let Elder wait—" He tried to suppress his annoyance. "The planetary ship is still there, floating empty waiting for us to inspect it. I don't think there will be a conflict. Because the other planetary people have never been near the ship, maybe they are afraid. To understand them, it takes Much better than other methods!" "Maybe." The director blinked. "But we're talking to the captured specimens..." "They can't say anything." A trace of disdain flashed across his face. "I've tried it. A group of idiots attacked us for no reason, and now they are trying to escape and killing each other. " "Don't draw conclusions too early." The director disagreed with him. "Although I should give them some color, but I'm starting to admire them a little bit. Think about it, with such a broken spaceship, they dare to fly into space, at least it shows that they are not small." "They're all savages!" Quaker Smith was no longer in a hurry, wondering what kind of medicine the old guy was selling in his gourd. "Their three-legged cat skills, as well as the habit of killing and aggressing at every turn, are always unpredictable. They really should be paid attention to." "These primitive people used their own technology to kill each other. Alder has already mastered many records." The director stopped and looked at him again with concern. "So we have to tread carefully." "I'll be careful," he promised. "I just need a small boat to take me to the planetary ship, and then pick me up after completing the mission. Maybe they don't even know that I've been there. If something goes wrong, wouldn't it be my life?" The director's eyes blinked and blinked, and finally he couldn't hold back anymore. "Okay! Stationed in the aperture, these guys really need to get closer to study. It's just that no one wants to go to this task, so I just wanted to test your determination. I believe in your ability, and I will send you now. You go Get ready, the boat will be ready at once!" The alien found on the wreckage of the Alien Bird Spica spacecraft, which apparently has the ability to think, is busy breaking the ship.Captain Cafodio tried to communicate with it, so he took it to Jannot, and then transported it to Zulik through Skynet, but the alien died there. Big questions such as purpose remain unanswered.