“Energy exhausted, are you ready to make a forced landing?”

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    “Energy exhausted, are you ready to make a forced landing?”

    “Energy exhausted, are you ready to…”

    Red light flashes in the cockpit, and a mechanical sound warns again and again.

    The man in the driver's seat crossed his legs and leaned back in the driver's seat.
Even in such a critical situation, there was not much panic.
He stared for a long time at the slowly spinning grey planet within view from the driver's window.

    After a long time, it seems that he finally made some kind of difficult decision.
The man brushed the short hair in front of his forehead with one hand, leaned forward slightly, and slowly covered the eye-catching light with his well-defined palm.
The red button is pressed.

    A deep voice echoed in the cockpit: “Crash landing!”

    “The emergency landing procedure is starting, please fasten your seat belt…”

    The high-speed shuttle ignited the last fuel, the thrusters roared, and rushed towards the gray planet at full speed—

    A meteor streaks across the long night on Junk Star B3024.
Then, from the depths of the mountain-like garbage dump, there was a loud explosion.

    The residents at the edge looked up and looked back as if nothing had happened.
Such sights are no longer surprising on this planet.

    Junk Star B3024, as its name suggests, is the waste disposal center of Capital Star.
These piles of waste, transported from the capital, are always disposed of in the middle of the night, often making noises that disturb the residents.
They have become used to it.

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    Only one person was attracted by the explosion, hesitated for a while, and searched for the source of the sound.

    Ruan Shiqing trudged through piles of the waste foot by foot.
When he was tired, he stopped to rest for a while and then continued to move forward.

    He is severely malnourished, and there are large and small skin injuries on his body.
Ruan Shiqing has only been through it for three days, so he cannot adapt well to this strange feeling of weakness.

    After 40 minutes of trekking, his quick-beating heart began to tighten and throb in protest, and he had to stop again to rest.
Fortunately, not far away was the source of the explosion that he was looking for – a crashed aircraft.

    There was no one on the seat, and there was a burning smell from the explosion and a strong smell of blood in the air.
A clear blood trail snaked to the right as if someone had left the cockpit.

    Unexpectedly, under such a violent impact, there are still people who can survive.
After thinking for a while, Ruan Shiqing decided to go and have a look.

    In the huge waste disposal site, the abandoned aircraft shells are stacked into towers, casting sharp shadows in the deserted moonlight.
In the shadows intertwined with light and dark, a figure lay reclining with its head lowered, and its face was blurred by the shadows as if falling into a coma.

    Ruan Shiqing approached, the faint light of the homemade flashlight dispelled the darkness around him, and only then did he see the person in front of him clearly.
There is a fist-sized blood hole in the man's waist and abdomen.
The flesh is rolled up, and the edges are faintly charred and black.
It is very likely that some kind of weapon penetrated the abdomen, and the curled flesh is caused by the high temperature attached to the weapon.

    This should be a very disciplined soldier, but he just fell here without knowing what happened.

    The closeness and trust toward soldiers made Ruan Shiqing get closer.
He squatted down to feel the other party’s breath.

    He was caught off guard by this man's eyes, Ruan Shiqing's eyes moved from his dark golden eyes, which were different from ordinary people, to the black horns of his forehead, and the long white hair neatly bundled at the back of his head.
It was only later that he realized that the person in front of him was not of the same species as him—even if he was a soldier, the other person might not be a good person.

    The wrist was grabbed in pain, and the language the other party spoke was completely incomprehensible.
Ruan Shiqing pursed his lips and could only shake his head, trying to look harmless to show that he was not malicious.

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    Dark golden eyes narrowed, and Rong Heng scrutinized the person in front of him.

    The movement was attracted, and it had nothing to do with the group of people who attacked him.

    He snorted, let go of the person, and made a gesture to let him leave: “Go away.”

    Although he couldn't understand the other party's language, he could understand the movements.

    Seeing that he let him leave, Ruan Shiqing didn't want to provoke this person of unknown origin, so he got up and left quickly, lest the other party suddenly regret it.

    Rong Heng kept staring at his back until he was sure that the other party had left, then frowned and looked at the ferocious wound on his waist and abdomen.
He thought for a moment, then stumbled to his feet and made his way towards the shuttle. 


    After returning from the depths of the garbage mountain, Ruan Shiqing kept thinking about the crashed aircraft.

    Although the damage is very serious, for such a large aircraft, some useful parts can still be disassembled.
If the valuable parts on the air

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