Everyone: Are mechanics weak? I wake up and rectify the natural disaster

The loud old man shouted several times, but there was no response.

The first floor of the mansion was a scene of chaos and chaos.

Family members are either talking anxiously to each other, or they are talking on the phone non-stop, and even their personal terminals are almost smoking;

Servants came and went, commanding the drones that carried large amounts of gold and silver, all of them looking anxious;

But the second floor of the mansion... was quiet.

As if dead.

Nothing happens at all.

The old man stood at the stairs for a while, furious.

Using crutches, he climbed to the second floor tremblingly:

"Damn Cervantes, you little bastard who doesn't give me any trouble,

Damn it - if you dare to procrastinate in this critical moment, I will definitely kick your ass! "

The old man's vocal cords were obviously replaced man-made artifacts, and it didn't matter that his voice was ridiculously loud. It even had electronic sound effects.

When he first yelled, no one else noticed.

When he walked up the stairs with trembling steps and cursed incessantly, the others finally reacted and all their attention was focused here.

then...

They saw the old man waving his cane and looking so angry that the wrinkles on his face were falling off.

Everyone was scared out of their wits.

"Grandpa, calm down!"

"Damn it, someone come and persuade him—"

"Are you blind? You don't know what you were holding in the past?"

"Grandpa, you..."

"Go away, don't touch me!"

A group of juniors were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they quickly came up to help him.

The old man was still angry and hit a middle-aged man on the leg with his crutch.

"Damn it Cohen, look at the wonderful son you gave birth to!"

"How long has this been, and you are still tinkering with those radio stations of his?"

"You little beast, don't you know your life is precious?

Make me mad and you will be happy! "

The old man kept yelling, but his concern was still clear in his stern words.

But even if it wasn't the case, others wouldn't dare to say anything - this is the ancestor of the entire family, the eldest among the existing family members. His seniority is so high that it's impossible to calculate. Anyone he scolds can only bear it. .

——The dominant force in the Horn 3 galaxy is the Horn Horn Interstellar Logistics Giant Enterprise. The race that established this giant enterprise is a kind of intelligent primate creature called the Wind Horn Man, which is very human-like. .

The Windhorn people belong to the "foreign household registration" of the Fire Reef star field. After taking root here through the springboard of the Cape Horn interstellar logistics giant, they basically only live in the Horn 3 star system.

Their lifestyle and national culture are very similar to those of Blue Star humans, and they have a very strong sense of family.

As for the current old man in the Wind Horn family...

...Well, this can be regarded as a unique spectacle in the interstellar era.

As primate carbon-based organisms, the lifespan of the Fengjiao people under normal circumstances is not very long.

Therefore, like many other races with similar status, it can be said that they naturally chose to ascend through the 'prosthetic body' route as a means to achieve the goals of extending life span, treating diseases, and improving living conditions.

The use of prosthetics has greatly extended life span and greatly affected the social structure of the race.

Originally, among many intelligent primate races, some special individuals with extremely long lifespans were occasionally born.

...For example, before Su Wen traveled through time, there were some super old people who were 100, even 110, or 120 years old.

He is over one hundred and twenty years old, and he is still heading towards the threshold of one hundred and thirty in good health every day.

It is in sharp contrast to those examples of people who are only in their 60s, 70s, 70s or 80s and are so overworked that they cannot live a normal life and can only lie in a hospital bed with tubes inserted all over their bodies and stare at the ceiling in a daze.

In an era before genetic technology and prosthetic implants were immature, there could be such a super old birthday girl.

When the technology matures, it will only become more exaggerated - for example, this old man who waved his cane and made a lot of juniors in his family tremble and dare not move, is an old man who has lived for almost 400 years and has been living since three centuries ago. of weirdness.

Not in a derogatory sense.

As the saying goes, a family with an elder is like a treasure.

Many times, social experience can be extremely helpful to people.

After all, history often repeats itself, and people tend to make the same mistakes over and over in circles.

But when it comes to this old man's level, it's more than just a little experience.

Most of the time, as soon as the authorities move their butts, he knows what the shit is about to do.

This time, a wave of refugees poured into the He En 3 system. The juniors who were mixed in various companies, factories, and institutions were very hesitant.

After all, the Wade family is considered one of the local rich men on this planet No. 3.

I feel that the connections at the official level and the power the family has are enough to protect themselves from the influx of refugees.

...Even, not only can you save the family, but you can also take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

There are people everywhere who want to flee, and there are also people who have just fled here. It can be said that the ground is full of fat sheep.

As for that khan and his army...

Isn’t that still on the horizon?

What do you think so much about!

There are hundreds of star systems in the core star area, and they are full of oil. Isn’t that enough for them to make money?

By the time they can remember He En 3's shankara and mosquito legs, they don't know what year or month it is!

...Well, it should be said that the juniors are right.

On Planet Three, there are not a few people who have the same evil ideas as them.

It was the ancestor who stood up to all odds, waved his cane at the family meeting, and scolded a bunch of greedy brats to death, and finally decided to give up personal connections, quickly transfer real estate, and move collectively. , and the policy of "running as fast as possible" has been completely finalized.

He is over 300 years old and almost 400 years old, and his eyelashes are all empty. He really shows his attitude and shows off his skills. There is really no other junior who can compare with him.

I thought that if we could get this bunch of third, fourth, and who knows how many generations of 'juniors', we wouldn't have to worry about having too many long nights and dreams.

Who would have thought that after being so busy all day and night, before going out, there would be a little brat from the youngest generation who could not be found again.

The ancestor was so angry that he almost failed to carry it.

——The float car has been set on fire. You kid just disappeared while you were playing. Don’t you want to make Grandpa Grandpa and I mad to death? !

..

"....Coming, coming, grandpa, I'm going downstairs right now!"

Maybe it's because people are shouting and making too much noise here at the stairs.

Within a moment, anxious footsteps could be heard upstairs.

A young man from the Wind Horn tribe rushed out carrying a huge package.

He was also dragging a robot servant carrying a huge box that was almost knocked down by him.

What greeted him was a powerful crutch.

There was a 'pop' sound on his thigh, and the young man didn't even dare to fart.

"Damn you little bastard, I told you last night that I would leave as soon as possible today, and you're still hiding in your room tinkering with your damn radio station!

...a piece of shit that loses its spirit in playing with things! "

The ancestor was still angry and gave him another stick. His right eye, which had turned into an electronic prosthetic eye, glowed red.

Then he stretched out his withered old hand, pulled the young man and walked out.

"...Mine is not a radio station, it is a professional tachyon signal collector...

And...Grandpa, I'm not just playing with things to lose my mind, okay?

That signal is really strange. I have been interpreting it for several days, but I still can't figure it out.

This is definitely not an encryption method that people in our star field can do, and it is of great research value..."

The young man followed everyone out with a look of helplessness.

By the way, he gave instructions to the robot servant, telling it to be careful and quickly carry the box to the floating car outside.

"Grandpa said you are the radio station, you are the radio station, don't talk back!"

The young man's father also gave him a slap in the face.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished taking the photo, his ancestor would give him a vicious look:

"Why are you working so hard?

You broke my grandson's head and you become his professor? "

...In fact, the young man is not his grandson,

The main reason is that his seniority is so high that no one in the entire family can be his grandson. If you care about the precise name, everyone may not be able to remember it.

After scaring the young man's father, the ancestor continued what he just said:

"It's not a technology from our star field, so where do you think it might be?"

"I don't know. It's impossible to decipher it anyway, and it's not like Khan and his gang can create the encryption method..."

At the mention of this name, the group of people almost shuddered.

I didn’t dare to continue this topic.

"My dear grandson, please remember, don't mention this matter to any outsiders later on along the way,"

The ancestors were frightened and spoke with sincerity,

“Keep the matter in your stomach and don’t say anything to anyone.

When it comes to the matter of those gangsters who killed a thousand swords, if you just yell here, it will bring disaster to our family...

If you can figure it out clearly, figure it out yourself.

If we really can’t figure it out clearly, let’s wait until we get to Hoen-14. "

"That area was once an unmanned galaxy. There were no real government agencies. You can research whatever you want. No one can control you. Do you understand?"

"...I know, I know, but...

Grandpa, why did our family go to the wilderness like Ho En 14?

Aren't everyone else going to other star fields? What's the use of going to that uninhabited star field? "

"Humph, you don't know that,"

The ancestor didn't know what he thought of, and a glimmer of light flashed across his eyes.

"The galaxy itself is not important, but the other galaxy next to it...

If my prediction is correct, it may be the safest place for us now. "