Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 569 Space Pirates (7)

Luo Xixi approached Xiong Bufan and said, "Sir, on most planets, there are nutrient solution delivery devices."

If you're hungry, we can go take a look.

Xiong Bufan nodded. "Let's go, let's look around the neighborhood."

"Ah."

Albuquerque is mostly garbage, and the rest are survivors.

Nutrient solution is a luxury, and Rosie didn't think she could find it, but how would she know if she didn't look?

Xiong Bufan followed Luo Xixi and searched past several delivery devices, only to find them all empty, some even buried by discarded waste.

the more you hope, the harder you fall.

After walking for two days and finding eight or nine drop-off points, Xiong Bufan finally believed that Albuquerque had no nutrient solution supply.

Helpless, I could only wander back, hoping that Che Ziqin could develop a nutrient solution.

Running back and forth like this without eating is really wasting a lot of energy.

When Xiong Bufan returned, he discovered that Che Ziqin's nutrient solution extractor was only half-made, or even not yet fully formed, and he was greatly disappointed in Che Ziqin.

"When will you finish making it? I'm starving."

Che Ziqin looked up. "Almost there. Give me a little more time."

"I know, I want to see the nutrient solution by tomorrow night."

"it is good."

Even if Xiong Bufan didn't say anything, Che Ziqin would try his best to do it well, because he also wanted to live.

As a mechanical engineer, the thought of starving to death on a garbage planet was something he simply couldn't accept.

Xiong Bufan crawled back to his insect-themed room, closed the door, and went to sleep. Luo Xixi did the same; running around outside was just too tiring.

Che Ziqin put down the parts in his hand and began to rest. If his mental strength were at the S+ level, he could quickly complete the nutrient solution extractor.

Unfortunately, he is only at the A-level, so he needs to rest after using his mental energy for a while, otherwise it will cause mental fatigue.

During periods of mental exhaustion, it is impossible to complete any work; all they can do is rest.

Che Ziqin felt a little dizzy. After taking a small sip of the nutrient solution, he put away the parts and crawled back to his insect cell to rest.

The Zerg's enormous wings provided shelter from the sun, offering a place to sleep that, while not exactly comfortable, at least before the Zerg's body rotted away.

Che Ziqin turned over in his small room, looking at the light coming through the area not covered by his wings, and felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

He wanted to live, and he wanted to live well, even if he would never leave Albuquerque in his entire life.

Life is an attitude, not a way of life.

The light in the insect's room changed, and Che Ziqin crawled out of the room again to continue doing her handicrafts.

The sun on Albuquerque never sets, and the hardworking people never stop.

It sounds like a tough life, but that's exactly what Cha Ji-chin is going through right now.

Xiong Bufan was sleeping soundly in his small private room; he was exhausted from the past two days.

Che Ziqin has finished making the nutrient solution extractor and is now officially putting it into the experiment.

The nutrient solution was extracted little by little, and it took a long time for a single drop to come out before it dripped into the test tube containing the nutrient solution.

The test tube detected new nutrient solution and started measuring nutrient levels. It was initially set to five bars, but now it has reached three bars.

The extraction of the nutrient solution was successful, but the nutrients in the air were too low, but it was better than nothing.

In one hour, a small half tube was extracted.

Che Ziqin didn't mind at all; any machine that could extract nutrient solution was a good machine.

Che Ziqin stood outside and shouted, "I did it! Come out and see!"

Startled by the noise, Xiong Bufan opened his eyes, kicked the insect's tail, and crawled out. "What's all the noise about? Is the food ready?"

Che Ziqin picked up half a tube of nutrient solution and quickly brought it to Xiong Bufan, saying, "It's done, it's done, please try it."

Xiong Bufan looked at the transparent liquid in his hand, smelled it, and found a faint fishy odor. He looked up at Che Ziqin and said, "You're not going to poison me, are you? And then take over my bug nest!"

Che Ziqin: "No, drink it or don't, it's up to you. If you don't drink, then go hungry."

Suddenly, Xiong Bufan grabbed Che Ziqin by the neck, took a half-filled tube of nutrient solution, and shoved it down his throat. "You drink it first. I respect my teacher."

Kongkong grabbed a small snack and stuffed it into his mouth, sighing. Xiong Bufan was as fierce and cautious as ever, but was it really okay to treat his future teacher like this?

Xiong Bufan only let go of him after he had completely drunk the nutrient solution. Che Ziqin choked and coughed incessantly, "cough, cough, cough," tears welling up in his eyes.

When Rosie came out, she saw this scene and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

"Nothing much, I just gave him my food."

Che Ziqin's face turned bright red from holding it in. He wanted to retort to Xiong Bufan, but he kept coughing. "You... cough... ugh..."

Xiong Bufan: "If you're sick, just focus on getting better and don't talk. I won't understand you anyway."

Che Ziqin was so angry that he coughed even more violently, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

Xiong Bufan picked up the empty test tube, put it back on the machine, and continued collecting nutrient solution.

It took a while before Che Ziqin's coughing stopped.

Xiong Bufan came over to observe Che Ziqin and found that the man had not mutated, was not dead, and was in good health, which put his mind at ease.

"I'm so glad you're alright."

Che Ziqin rolled his eyes. "It's all thanks to you."

Although Xiong Bufan had been traveling through the small world for a long time, she couldn't detect any strange or sarcastic tone. She agreed and said, "I'm incredibly lucky. When are you going to teach me the craft of weapon crafting?"

While speaking, Che Ziqin carefully observed Xiong Bufan's expression, "You have no spiritual power, so I'll teach you some basics first. The rest is up to you to figure out on your own. It's not surprising if you can't learn it."

"Ok?"

Che Ziqin wanted to say that it wasn't his fault if he couldn't learn it, but he immediately changed his tune, saying, "I will definitely teach you."

"I want to learn how to assemble mechs, I want to learn how to pilot mechs, I want to learn how to make a nutrient extractor..."

Each skill felt like a mountain weighing down on Che Ziqin, making him feel like he'd probably have to crawl around in the future.

Do you have faith in Lao Tzu's teachings?

Che Ziqin shook his head and said, "I'm confident."

Looking at Che Ziqin's expression, Xiong Bufan slapped him across the face. "If you're going to nod and say you're confident, you better not let me down."

Che Ziqin: "Yes, yes, sir."

Xiong Bufan nodded and helped him to the side. "Okay, let's begin now."

To respect his teacher, Xiong Bufan even gave up his obsessive-compulsive disorder. Xiong Bufan felt that he had really given up a lot in order to learn the craft.