Xia Fan, God of Wealth is lost

On the edge of the piles of trash, stood abruptly a boy out of place.

The juvenile does not look very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old. A simple casual dress makes him appear young even when he is young. The delicate and handsome facial features seem to be reproduced from the painting.

He is not as clean as someone who would appear on a junk planet.

The young boy's eyes were clear, and he looked at Wen Xiaoyun with shining eyes: "Worship me, I can make you rich."

Wen Xiaoyun silently pocketed the damaged mecha parts he had just picked up, and continued to search through the garbage dump.

The young man blinked suspiciously and continued to persuade: "look at your face, you are a person of great blessings. As long as you worship me, you will be able to make a fortune from now on."

Wen Xiaoyun remained silent.

The young man said painfully: "We, as men, can't be so unambitious. You can't pick up trash for a lifetime, right? Otherwise, how will you marry a wife in the future? How will you support your family?"

Wen Xiaoyun finally stopped, turned around, and looked at the boy.

He didn't understand a word of the language spoken by the boy.

But the soft and pleasant tone of voice flowed slowly through his spiritual world.

Seeing him looking at him, the expectant light in the youth's eyes lit up, as if pretending to be filled with stars.

Wen Xiaoyun opened his mouth, and his deep voice was calm and quiet: "Who are you?"

"Dididi"

The scanning sound of the little robot sounded. The scanning sound was actually very small, but in the ears of Wen Xiaoyun, who had an SSS mental strength, the sound was infinitely amplified, awakening him from his dream.

Wen Xiaoyun opened his eyes, and the little robot was waiting for his instructions.

Wen Xiaoyun broke the world and didn't get up as soon as he woke up. He raised his eyebrows slightly, recalling his dream last night.

He rarely dreams. As the youngest admiral in the empire, he has been fighting against the Zerg on the front line. He obviously has little time to rest. He sleeps in preparation for battle.

After never wanting to fight the Zerg queen, the catastrophe did not die on this abandoned planet, but went idle, and dreamed of a weird boy.

Thinking that the clean and good-looking boy and the language that he didn't understand were incompatible with this abandoned planet, it was only a dream.

Wen Xiaoyun didn't think much anymore, grabbed the small robot next to him, and rolled out of the rescue capsule.

The moment Wen Xiaoyun just left the rescue capsule, Wen Xiaoyun's body shook suddenly, his muscles tightened instantly, and his dark and deep eyes looked straight at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

now.

The clean boy who appeared in his dream last night stood in front of him in such a grand manner.

But Wen Xiaoyun was very sure, now, it's not a dream.

There is no dream in a dream.

With SSS mental power, it is impossible for him to fail to distinguish between dreams and reality.

Wen Xiaoyun squinted his eyes and stared at the young man calmly.

Zhuang Zhou pulled the hem of his clothes, seemingly embarrassed, and took the initiative to say hello to Wen Xiaoyun: "Hello."

Wen Xiaoyun didn't speak, looking at Zhuang Zhou's dark eyes without fluctuations.

Zhuang Zhou didn't get a response, and looked a little embarrassed. He bit his head and asked, "I'm sorry to ask, where is this? How can I get out of here?"

Wen Xiaoyun still stared at him intently.

The man was born tall and handsome, and his facial features were extremely outstanding, especially this pair of dark and deep pupils, which seemed to be able to see through everything, making people nowhere to hide, and adding to his aura for no reason.

Under such gaze, Zhuang Zhou began to be a little cautious...

Why look at him like this?

Is this recognizing yourself?

But this is unlikely.

When he gave this man a dream, he cast a spell.

After waking up from the dream, a man only remembers that if he wants to get rich, he has to worship the God of Wealth, instead of remembering what he said and did in the dream.

God entrusts people with dreams, and entrusts a kind of mystery, and gives you a kind of spiritual belief.

God will not let people remember his face.

Just like when many people wake up from a dream, they can't always see who the person in the dream is, but they don't know who it is, but they don't remember what it looks like.

Although Zhuang Zhou is a newly appointed intern little God of Wealth, he has no believers, and his divine power is meager, but he won't fail to cast spells, right?

Zhuang Zhou pretended to be suspicious and touched his face, and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

This is the first day of his new appointment. He set off early, and then he came here.

When he saw this man, he was sleeping, and Zhuang Zhou had a dream in his hand.

Well, let's not let anyone else who might become their own believer!

It's just that he lost his way quickly. This weird and big garbage dump couldn't get out, and it was still dead.

Zhuang Zhou estimated the time, and if he didn't rush it, he would be late on the first day of work.

So he came back to look for the only human being, hoping to get a way to leave here from the other party.

In the short time when Zhuang Zhou spoke, Wen Xiaoyun was enough to judge the level of the young man in front of him-

-Weak physical stamina, there is no strength to attack him suddenly.

But Wen Xiaoyun still did not lower his vigilance, after all, the young man appeared in his dream inexplicably, so clearly.

Wen Xiaoyun asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Zhuang Zhou was stunned. He didn't understand what this man said.

Zhuang Zhou asked seriously: "Can you speak Mandarin?"

Wen Xiaoyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhuang Zhou's eyes widened slightly: "Don't you know how to speak Mandarin?"

Wen Xiaoyun said: "Please use Interstellar Common Language."

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

Ah, this, he really doesn't seem to speak Mandarin!

Zhuang Zhou muttered in his heart: "No wonder you said so much when I asked you to dream last night, and you didn't ignore me a word..."

It turned out to be a language barrier!

Zhuang Zhou thought for a while and switched English flexibly: "DoyouspeakEnglish"

Wen Xiaoyun was silent.

Zhuang Zhou switches French: "Tuparlesfranais"

Wen Xiaoyun remained silent.

Zhuang Zhou switched between the two languages ​​again, and both ended in failure.

Zhuang Zhou looked at Wen Xiaoyun silently, his eyes were like a caveman looking somewhere.

These years, the gods are also not easy to mess with, and the gods have to grab performance. If you don't learn a few crafts or languages, it's hard to grab believers.

However, he never expected that he could not communicate in any language.

"Do you only speak dialect?"

But obviously, Wen Xiaoyun didn't understand this sentence either.

Zhuang Zhou pulled his hair in anguish. Mistakes.

There are at least thousands of dialects in various parts of China. How could he learn a few if he didn't know it before! When you go back, you must advise the great priest to let all the gods learn dialects!

No wonder that there are fewer and fewer believers in God nowadays, and the lack of integrity is due to language barriers!

In many backward and poor small mountain villages, the elderly grandparents can only speak their native dialect, not Mandarin.

Think about it, if a believer makes a wish with you, it turns out...you don't understand! How does this help believers fulfill their wishes? Do you still expect believers to believe in you again? !

It's just a bit troublesome now that the language doesn't communicate.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but said and gestured: "I mean... I'm here, walking around, can't get out, and then... lost my way."

He pointed to his mouth, then walked around the place a few times 'dada da', and finally made a dazed and confused expression to show that he was lost.

After talking and making gestures, Zhuang Zhou looked at Wen Xiaoyun expectantly: "Do you understand if I say this?"

Wen Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows: "You said you are an aboriginal on this planet?"

Turning so many circles in place is to express that he has always been on this planet.

What does that dizzy expression mean?

Going fainted in a circle?

Wen Xiaoyun thought for a while, then turned and left.

Behind him, a small robot with an adult's knee-high, creaking and rolling wheels that would fall off at any time, followed him 'dididi'.

The robot Zhuang Zhou has seen a lot in the world before, almost all of which are played by children. Some are very smart and can talk to their masters. This robot was a little different from the ones he had seen before. It seemed to be assembled in pieces, and it looked tattered.

It's just that Zhuang Zhou is not in the mood to observe this little robot. He quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Wen Xiaoyun stopped, turned his head and motioned for him to follow.

Is this to take him out?

Zhuang Zhou quickly followed.

Five minutes later, Zhuang Zhou and Wen Xiaoyun stood together in front of a garbage mountain.

Zhuang Zhou looked confused.

With his super memory, Wen Xiaoyun found out an atlas he accidentally saw in the trash when he was looking for parts a few days ago.

The round book is very torn and dirty.

Nowadays, interstellar people rarely use this kind of paper objects, and only a few people still like the feeling of flipping through books.

And in the early childhood, when it is not suitable to watch too many electronic devices, this kind of atlas will be given to children.

There are a few large characters on the album "Interstellar Universal Children's Enlightenment".

He handed the album to Zhuang Zhou: "Study carefully."

Zhuang Zhou was even more confused: "Ah, this is?"

That night.

In the rescue capsule, Wen Xiaoyun continued to record the emergency landing on the junk planet-

The eighth day of the forced landing β-324 of the abandoned planet.

The signal tower repair is 2/3 complete, and it can be repaired tomorrow.

There are 4 bottles of nutrient remaining.

There is an urgent need to find food that is not contaminated by radiation, but the possibility is extremely low.

One person was found, suspected to be a native of the abandoned planet β-324, who does not understand interstellar language.

Doubt: The body is clean and there is no trace of radiation.

β-324 The possibility of other aborigines on the abandoned planet: high.

Note: This aboriginal danger: low.

After a pause, Wen Xiaoyun thought of the small arms and legs of the young man with red lips and white teeth, and blankly crossed out the word 'low' and re-written-'extremely low'.

The author has something to say: PS-

Zhuang Zhou: QAQ is he connoting me...

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