Follow-up to the rescue plan
Sure enough, the cockpit displayed that a hatch on one side of the ship was abnormally open. The hatch was in a particularly remote location, and although it wouldn't affect the overall navigation process, it was still a safety hazard. The pilot sent someone to go to the hatch to check it.
As he spent more and more time in space, Fan Siwen began to have some doubts about the complete weightlessness he experienced.
What kind of place is this? It feels even more bizarre than the weightlessness I felt in the space capsule in the practice room.
It cannot be described as intense or not intense; it can only be described as bizarre.
How to describe the feeling? When he saw another guy in a spacesuit appear on another ship, Fan Siwen gestured to him.
"This place is absolutely terrible."
The person on the other end didn't understand, but they accepted the person's strong desire to express something.
Two people who cannot understand each other's language, behavior, or even their emotions at this moment, in such a place and under such circumstances, can truly be described as quite lonely.
Watching the skilled maneuver of the person opposite him, Fan Siwen knew he couldn't compare.
Step by step, following my own path, slowly, slowly, I moved the things in my hands, even placing them where I wanted to put them down.
At the same time, a timer was placed next door, and as soon as it was placed, Fan Siwen impulsively pressed the start button.
He hasn't had a chance to rest yet; he needs to take a break.
The countdown numbers were about to disappear in the blink of an eye, racing against time.
At this moment, Fan Siwen was so frightened that he wished he could disappear into space in a flash.
The hand gripping the ship slipped, and he was so frightened that he felt as if he could instantly turn into a space wreck in space.
As Fan Siwen described himself, he was born to be a savior, able to learn all the geniuses in three minutes. On the way back, thanks to his experience on the way there, his speed was significantly greater than that of the executor on the other ship.
With only one final step left before returning to the ship, Fan Siwen suddenly didn't know what to do.
Should I step forward with my left foot first, or my right foot first?
still……
Seeing a person in a spacesuit walking towards the door, Fan Siwen gestured to the person and then landed on both feet at the same time.
This man had never seen anything like it before. He quickly took Fan Siwen's two legs that were floating outside and pulled them in.
He closed the hatch. "Thanks, buddy..."
Before they could finish speaking, a loud "bang" was heard behind them, and the two of them were immediately jolted.
Before they could react, another loud noise rang out.
Before the two could even stand up straight, seeing someone approaching, Fan Siwen immediately took off her flight suit, tossed it aside, and ran away as if nothing had happened.
As he ran away, he even made a gesture to the person – “NO”.
Logically speaking, most people wouldn't understand his gesture.
But it was the students from Class Two who came to check on the situation, and they understood Fan Siwen's meaning in a second.
The people who rushed over saw that the man was wearing a spacesuit, so they quickly grabbed him on the spot and sent him to the commander.
"I'm innocent! It was the officer in the cockpit who sent me to patrol."
Lispice removed his space helmet, and his small head stood out conspicuously against his body clad in a spacesuit.
"That's right."
The astronauts in the cockpit explained to the commander.
"At the time, the ship showed an abnormality at the right rear door, so I sent him over to check it."
"So what did you find out?"
As the ship gradually slowed down, the commander, holding onto a side beam, asked the man a question.
"When I got there, all I heard was the sound of an explosion at the rear and felt a huge tremor. The rest was that he came and grabbed me."
As Lispis spoke, he pointed to the person next to him.
"What about the other suspicious persons? Have you seen them?"
Lee Spies glanced at Fan Siwen in the crowd. "No."
The answer was concise and to the point, consisting of just two words.
After the interrogation concluded, Fan Siwen and the others returned to their respective posts.
Since the stern of the ship was bombed, and a space attack cannot be ruled out, the entire ship will slow down to its absolute speed to ensure fuel supply.
Of course, another ship experienced the same situation.
Seeing the two ships gradually falling behind the formation, the three ships in front did not slow down and continued to move forward at a normal speed.
This, of course, led to the departure of the two ships and caused widespread anxiety among the crew.
Upon returning to his post, Fan Siwen put on a convincing act.
"This trip to the toilet was so comfortable."
"You did it, didn't you?"
This person was completely out of character in Fan Siwen's play.
What are you talking about?
Fan Siwen pretended not to understand.
"You were the one who blew up the accelerator at the stern of the ship, keeping it at a minimum speed."
"Don't you dare slander an innocent person."
"You just asked me about the production process of □□, then disappeared at a crucial moment, and then returned immediately after the matter was over."
"I just happened to have an upset stomach. Besides, you can ask around; I'm not the only one who wasn't on duty at that time."
The person in front of me had sharp eyes, but didn't say anything more.
Fan Siwen noticed that the man's expression seemed to be filled with resentment.
My calm emotions began to turn tense.
Although this person has the same face as Song Yize, they are completely opposite people.
He showed no normal human emotions; all he seemed to possess was the ruthlessness of a machine.
Fan Siwen felt that this person was not someone she could get close to.
Not only should you not get too close to him, you should also keep your distance.
He had no idea what unexpected things an individual created without human blood ties might do.
Only two hours after the explosion, the control room received flight logs from other fleets.
One of the three ships that were flying normally was destroyed by the meteorite impact.
The entire command center fell silent.
Meanwhile, some time after receiving this log, he saw interstellar debris from the ship scattered all around him.
As the ship slowed down, all that could be seen were familiar faces brushing past the side edge of the vessel.
Although none of us know all of these people.
But these faces all tell one thing—they are genuine human beings.
Vibrant life forms were instantly transformed into terrifying cosmic debris.
Many people turned pale upon seeing this scene.
Among them were some detached individuals who uttered detached remarks, such as, "Hey, man, thank goodness it wasn't us. Look at them, their faces are all frozen."
When Fan Siwen passed by and heard this, he grabbed the person who was speaking and lifted him up with one hand.
The person who was just smiling instantly lost all color in their face.
Fan Siwen raised his other hand and punched the man, but it didn't land on his face. Then, he put the man down and walked forward.
"You're crazy."
The grumbling from behind him went unnoticed by Fan Siwen.
At that moment, all he could think about was the scene he had just witnessed.
Soon after, a small cabin appeared before Fan Siwen's eyes.
In this small cabin, he was preparing to hold an electronic funeral for those who had just passed away.
The room was small, but there were many people attending the funeral.
It was almost an endless stream.
Everyone rushed over upon hearing the commotion.
Among them were some people who felt strong emotions and awe about the accident.
Of course, some of them were friends of the deceased.
The person who is crying can no longer communicate face-to-face with them, and can only use this small space to comfort themselves.
As for Fan Siwen's actions just now, does anyone know? Yes, when he saw the person who had just let him off the hook walking over with a friend to mourn the deceased, Fan Siwen went to this person's side and started talking to him.
"Thank you just now."
"I want to thank you on behalf of all the crew members."
Fan Siwen didn't think his actions were particularly great, but compared to the souls of the deceased in front of him, he felt like he had done something that seemed pretty good.
What's your name?
"My name is Lispace."
Are you from country L?
"How did you know?" The man's eyes widened in surprise.
“I went to high school and university in country L, and I have a friend who is also from country L. It’s strange that you have the same name.”
The man didn't comment on Fan Siwen's earlier assessment, but simply replied, "Now you have two friends from Country L."
Spending time with Lispis reveals that, in addition to his outward display of loyalty to strangers, he is, deep down, a person who is extremely concerned with right and wrong.
For example, the strong affirmation of Fan Siwen's actions and the decision to let him go at a crucial moment.
In his view, this was all perfectly reasonable.
As for those who held opposing views, those who were indirectly responsible for the murders, Lispace treated them all with ruthless cruelty.
That day, Fan Siwen was resting and wandering around the ship when he came across what seemed to be an argument.
With a "let's watch the show" mentality, I took a bag of chickpeas and started popping them into my mouth as I walked.
As he approached, he met the initiator of the event, who turned out to be Lispys.
Lee Spies, chewing gum, spat it in the face of the person in front of him, and at the same time, kicked them hard, yelling, "Get out of here, and don't let me see you again!"
Fan Siwen hid behind a pillar of the ship that was big enough to shield him. He really liked this man's rough behavior!
I have to say, when I was in school, I dreamed of one day being the school's top dog, but unfortunately, I was in the honors class, so that opportunity was not available to me.
However, someone did give him the opportunity to be bullied.
He still remembers that time, the school-organized campus dance. It was the first time he had participated in such an event since he had just arrived at the school.
The boy, who was completely bewildered by everything, was tricked into wearing the most magnificent ancient battle robes of the L Kingdom and arriving at the ball.
He vividly remembers the jeers and shouts from the moment he stepped into the room, and the clear curses he heard. No matter how much time has passed, he still remembers them clearly.
That was the only time; it never happened again.
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