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Y Province, dusk, winding mountain road.
It was the rainy season, so the road was slippery. The mountain on one side of the road would occasionally roll down some dirt and rocks, and on the other side, there was a steep cliff thousands of feet high.
If a novice driver encountered such road conditions, he would definitely be very nervous and cautious.
However, this was nothing for Wu Yue, who had been driving on this road for more than three years. He controlled the steering wheel with ease, and the heavy truck seemed particularly light and flexible under his driving.
The sky gradually darkened and the rain began to fall again. As the truck went up, white fog began to appear in front of it and became thicker and thicker.
Wu Yue slowed down slightly and turned on the searchlight. Province Y was mountainous, and the mountains were often shrouded in mist. He was used to it, and he knew the fog would dissipate once he got past this section.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and visibility was becoming extremely low. Wu Yue didn't dare to relax anymore. He slowed down the car again, became more alert, and drove carefully.
Unexpectedly, the car, which was driving smoothly, suddenly jolted, as if it had left the originally smooth provincial road and drove onto an old road made of stones and mud.
The fog became so thick that Wu Yue couldn't even see the ground clearly through the car window.
What's going on? Wu Yue frowned. He hadn't heard that this provincial road was going to be repaired. There weren't any forks on this road that could cause him to go the wrong way. How could the road become so bumpy?
Wu Yue stepped on the brakes, opened the driver's door and jumped out of the car.
Something was wrong! As soon as he stepped out of the cab, he felt a distinct chill. Although the temperature in Province Y was relatively low during the rainy season, it definitely wouldn't reach this low.
When he squatted down and looked at the road surface, he was even more surprised, because the ground was obviously no longer a flat provincial road, but was made of stones and soil, and could not even be called a road.
Wu Yue also found the answer to the inexplicable coldness. Although there was not enough to be called snow, it was obvious that the white flocs scattered here and there on the ground were ice and snow.
Y Province is located in the south, and it may not snow even in the cold winter, not to mention it is the rainy season now.
Wu Yue shuddered, not sure if it was from the cold or fear. He quickly climbed back into the cab and pulled out his phone.
But there was no signal at all.
This is impossible! He always takes this route and knows very well that there are several newly built large base stations on the mountain, and the signal is always good.
The chill had slowly seeped into the cab. Wu Yue rubbed his arms, which were covered with sweat, and put on the coat thrown by the co-pilot.
What is going on?
Fortunately, this doubt did not bother him for too long. Just as he was staring at the ceiling, considering a solution, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out: "Hello, Wu Yue from Earth."
Wu Yue was so startled that he almost jumped up. He looked around, but there was nothing outside the car window except a white fog.
He waited for a while, but the voice did not sound again.
So he asked tentatively, "Who are you?"
A voice actually answered, the same mechanical voice, but the voice's location was indeterminate. It was as if the voice was coming from all directions, above, below, and around. "I come from an S-class civilization, the Solannalier system, and I'm a Type 49 auxiliary robot."
Alien? Robot?
Wu Yue couldn't help but pinch his face to make sure he wasn't having some sci-fi dream. Of course, the pain clearly showed that he wasn't dreaming.
"Hahaha...are you guys making a joke? Can you please stop it?" Wu Yue couldn't believe what the other party said, so he asked with a dry laugh. Although he knew in his heart that making a joke or a prank would not cause such a big fuss.
The mechanical voice answered again: "Hello, no."
The succinct words of the 'alien robot' left Wu Yue speechless for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he simply asked directly, "You said you are an alien, so what is your purpose in coming to Earth? Why did you come to me? And where did you take me?"
The barrage of questions didn't faze the 'alien'; the voice quickly replied, "According to interstellar law, our S-class civilization shouldn't appear before you, B-class creatures. That's why my master sent me to negotiate. Wu Yue, you should have died in the mudslide just now. My master saved you, and now you're no longer on Earth."
"Wait, wait, wait!" The amount of information contained in just a few words was too great. Wu Yue wanted to analyze it word by word. He didn't care about S-level civilization or B-level civilization. What he cared about was that he should have died in a mudslide, and what did it mean that he was not on Earth!?
He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it!
However, as if sensing his disbelief, an extremely clear screen suddenly appeared before his eyes, and it was broadcasting the road he had just driven on in real time. There was indeed a very strong mudslide there, and the road surface and guardrails had been washed away.
He couldn't help but believe it.
The robot spoke again, "My master happened to be observing Earth and realized there was a 99.99% chance you'd die there, so he saved you. However, interfering with the lives of advanced beings in a Class B civilization is a serious interstellar crime, so my master had no choice but to place you on this planet, still a Class D civilization. Rest assured, this planet is very similar to Earth, and you can survive well."
Living... on an alien planet?
Although the robot had explained it clearly, Wu Yue still pressed on, "Can't you send me back to Earth?"
The robot reiterated: "Interfering with the lives of advanced beings in a Class B civilization is a serious interstellar crime."
Wu Yue was speechless for a moment. Yes, if someone really saved his life, how could he have the audacity to ask them to take on a serious crime and send him back to Earth?
But, but...
Even though he is an orphan, does he have to abandon all his friends, colleagues, and family members in the orphanage?
No, in this situation he had no choice but to give up everything...
Seeing that he had somewhat accepted reality, the robot continued, "You and the supplies behind you have disappeared from the Earth. I suggest you use them to live a better life. If you find it inconvenient to carry them, my master can offer you some trades."
"Trade?" Wu Yue looked up, and a clear screen similar to the one just now appeared in front of him, indicating that he could use the truck and the supplies on the truck to exchange for something beyond human imagination.
These express deliveries are not his... Wu Yue couldn't help but smile bitterly, but then he thought that if he died in the mudslide, none of these things would be delivered to the recipients. After all, they were not destined to be together.
"I'm sorry to all the recipients, and I'm sorry to the company!" After muttering this silently, he exchanged his truck for a space storage ring and some goods he thought were useless for a pill that could communicate with the local natives.
Although there were some weapons and other things on the interface that he was very interested in, the exchange materials required were too much, and he was reluctant to give them up. As the old saying goes, if you have green mountains, you will never run out of firewood. These Earth products should be of greater use on this D-level civilization planet, two levels lower than Earth.
The deal was done, and almost instantly, the truck vanished. He slumped to the ground, a chill instantly enveloping him. Before him, a ring and a pill hovered.
"Your remaining supplies are stored in the ring. This ring is bound to you and cannot be used by others. The pill allows you to communicate smoothly with the natives of this planet, but you cannot mention, including writing, any clues about Earth, S-class civilization, or interstellar laws. This will only sound like nonsense to others."
Okay, so you mean we can't let the natives know about the aliens? Wu Yue nodded: "I understand. By the way, thank you, your master, for saving me."
The robot paused briefly before continuing, "My master said, no need to thank me, it was just a small favor. Since you're so polite, we'll give you another tip. Head south now. There's a scattered group of Sharp Fangs resting in a cave 10,000 meters away. They're starving and cold. Share your supplies, and perhaps they'll accept you."
Sharpfang Tribe——
Wu Yue wrote down the information and thanked them again: "Thank you!"
But there was no response, and the white mist that had been filling the air suddenly dissipated, and the world became extremely silent.
Have they left already? Suppressing the panic welling up in his heart, Wu Yue looked around. It seemed like late winter or early spring on this planet. The snow on the ground had almost melted, and tiny buds could be seen on the branches not far away.
He threw the pill into his mouth and swallowed it, then put on the ring. This thing was very magical. As long as he touched the ring and closed his eyes, the items in the ring would appear in front of his eyes like a list. If he wanted to take out the items, he just had to think about it. Wu Yue, or any other person on earth, had never played with such a high-tech thing. He fiddled with this novel thing for more than ten minutes.
Unfortunately, it was June on Earth, and there were no warm clothes in these express deliveries. Wu Yue picked out a men's leather jacket and put it on. He stomped his numb feet and headed south.
Humans are social animals, so he will go and meet the Sharp-Tooth Tribe first.
——
Ten thousand meters away, in the cave, the Sharp Fang Tribe.
The wind outside was biting cold, and the melting ice and snow took away all the heat, making it even colder than when it snowed. But inside this cave, it wasn't that cold, and there was even a hint of warmth.
It was for no other reason than a pool deep in the cave. It smelled strange, but the water was incredibly warm. The Sharp Fang Tribe, fleeing through the ice and snow, only found their way back to life after entering this cave. The Great Shaman said it was a divine spring, a gift from the gods, who had not abandoned them.
Of course, if Wu Yue were here, he would easily be able to tell that this pool was just a hot spring.
Although there were hot springs, the small pools could not keep everyone warm, so the people in the cave huddled together in twos and threes, relying on each other's body heat and some old furs for warmth.
"Mom, I'm hungry..." In the corner, a skinny child said to his mother beside him with his finger in his mouth, but his equally skinny mother had no way to help. She shook her head, gently covered the child's mouth, and looked towards the sacred spring.
Three days ago, the chief took his men out hunting. They brought back some food and the seriously injured chief.
The Great Shaman used the holy spring water to clean the chief's wounds, saying that it would heal quickly. However, after three days, the chief's condition has deteriorated and he is now unconscious. Perhaps the chief will die...
She closed her eyes and shook her head. No, the leader will definitely not die!
She began to pray to God, praying that the witch could rescue the leader, or that God could send a messenger to save their leader!
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