As a novelist, Song Wenlan certainly knows that nutritional supplements are a standard feature of interstellar novels.
In those novels, the nutritional supplements that the protagonists drank didn’t taste good, but the one Song Wenlan drank was pretty good.
The pink nutrient supplement has a sweet and sour strawberry flavor, but Song Wenlan can easily tell that the strawberry flavor is chemically synthesized.
While Song Wenlan was drinking the nutritional supplement, Xisha also opened the lid and twisted one.
"I don't want to know where you came from," Xisha coiled his tail into a neat circle and said, "I'm the only one on this garbage planet. It's not a good place to live."
"Since you're awake, let's contact the starship to take you back as soon as possible," Xisha said coldly, "By the way, the treatment fee is 200,000 interstellar points, remember to give it to me when you leave."
"I will try my best to repay your medical expenses." Song Wenlan lowered his head and stroked the words on the nutrient supplement. At the place of origin, the word "Blue Star" was written in Chinese.
"It's just that, Captain Xisha, can I live on this garbage planet for a while?"
Song Wenlan looked up, his eyes misty, "I don't have any relatives on Blue Star anymore, and I'm penniless now."
"If you don't take me in, I'll just be wandering around outside."
Xisha looked at the human woman in front of him with sharp eyes. There was pleading and expectation on her face, and her voice seemed to be crying, like a homeless cub.
In fact, Song Wenlan had consumed too little nutrition due to her illness, and she was very thin, like a paper kite. She was also not tall, a head shorter than Xisha.
Xisha remembered that he was as tall as her when he was still a cub.
A silver bracelet was thrown towards Song Wenlan.
Xisha's calm voice also rang out: "I can take you in for three months."
"After three months, if you don't earn enough money for treatment, I will throw you out. There is radiation everywhere on this garbage planet. With your physical condition, you will be alienated within an hour."
Song Wenlan swallowed nervously, thinking of the photos of people with extra hands and feet that she had seen on the Internet before.
As if he saw Song Wenlan's fear, Xisha snorted softly, very satisfied with the effect of his words.
"What I just gave you is a discarded optical computer. It is not bound. You can log in to the Star Network with a visitor account. There are many opportunities to make money on the Star Network."
As he spoke, Xisha raised the tip of his tail and tapped the button on the wall.
A vertical line two people high first appeared in front of Song Wenlan, and with the sound of "clicking", the vertical line stretched to the left and right and gradually turned into a gate.
The whole process is like there is a compressed tent in the middle of the wall, and the tent is slowly expanding.
Song Wenlan was stunned. She subconsciously grabbed the tip of Xisha's tail as it was about to withdraw: "What is this?"
The cool touch of jade flashed across the palm of my hand, followed by a "pop" sound.
The tip of the tail twitched on the back of Song Wenlan's hand, followed by a "click" sound.
Song Wenlan hissed in pain, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
She lowered her head and looked at her drooping wrist, then realized belatedly that her wrist was broken.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't touch your tail, I didn't mean to."
Over the years, Song Wenlan's tolerance for pain has become very high. She did not pay attention to her wrist at first and apologized subconsciously.
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