This is endless desolation!

Chen Ang trekked on the high hills, looking at the withered yellow in the sky from afar, with no plants, no animals, no aliens, and even a little bit of gravel. In the Milky Way of Star Wars, among the tens of millions of planets suitable for survival, which one is here? Where is he?

Chen Ang didn't know the answer. He had been walking in the direction of the sun for a week. The food and water he carried on him could only last for three days. If he could not find a place for supplies, he had to travel back to replenish it.

In fact, traces of life are completely impossible to appear. Chen Ang has measured the general situation of this planet and investigated most of the natural environment. He found that even with his senses, the water molecules in the air do not detect large-scale gatherings of macromolecules, which means that there are no water sources exposed to the surface within hundreds of miles around.

The gravel underground is also dry and brittle, reaching hundreds of miles deep into the bottom layer. There is only magma underground and no aquifers exist. Judging from the surrounding rock layers, the last water erosion movement occurred millions of years ago. Chen Ang was also sure that there is life on this planet.

After all, millions of years are a terrible number for humans, but for planets, it is just a short cycle. There is water and life. This is especially true for this planet with strange air components suitable for ordinary humans to survive.

In the sky, Chen Ang saw something other than the sand dunes for the first time, a blurry light and shadow quickly approaching here. According to Chen Ang's judgment, the speed reached hundreds of kilometers per hour, and it took no more than two minutes to come to him. Chen Ang leaned down silently and pressed his body to the ground, but he didn't agree with his preparation.

Is this useful for sandstorms with speeds of hundreds of kilometers per hour?

The result is self-evident.

What should the real strong wind look like? Is it unstoppable to storm the mountains and seas? Or is it overwhelming to crush the whole world? It was when the sandstorm came to him that the real strong wind was a force to destroy everything? He felt ashamed of any kind of destruction created by human beings.

The tiny gravel hits objects with amazing kinetic energy. At this time, anyone will understand why there is always only gravel here and there is no other thing.

Because as long as it is exposed to this crazy sand and dust, any object larger than gravel, even the alloy on the deck of a spaceship, will be polished bit by bit. This horror that destroys everything and eliminates everything is better than any great power that Chen Ang saw.

Looking at a titanium alloy dart, which was polished into a handful of iron powder within a few seconds, Chen Ang had the urge to turn around and escape. He suppressed his abilities that were ready to move, and his toes snatched up and his body soared into the air. What is the only way to avoid being hurt by passive energy?

Move with it!

If any Tatuyin people were here, and seeing Chen Ang open his hands to meet the storm, I would be afraid to worship him. This is the terrifying black storm on the planet Tatuyin. This is their blood and tears. There is only one condition for the birth of Tatuyin civilization. There is no storm. The Tatuyin people have only one condition for survival, stay away from the black storm.

This created the most fierce planetary civilization in the Galactic Republic, and also gave the Tatuyin people a person who ignored death, loved violence and fearlessness. Everyone knew that they were lawless and even the Republic did not see it. The only thing that was awe-in-committed thing was this terrible storm.

Those who can conquer the Black Storm will be able to conquer the Tatooin people. Those who can conquer Tatooin will rule the Milky Way.

This is an ancient proverb of the Tatuyin people and a microcosm of their character. Countless Tatuyin people who tried to challenge this sentence proved the dignity of the Black Storm with their lives.

Chen Ang was like a leaf, easily rolled up by the strong wind, without any resistance, and the crazy speed immediately wrapped around Chen Ang through several miles of distance. The countless frictions rubbed and torn up the turbulent streams to pieces. In Chen Ang's eyes, the bright blue light almost overflowed.

With violent shaking and desperate rotation, countless terrible gravel belts were stagnant and rubbing against Chen Ang's body. Chen Ang fully mobilized every inch of muscles and every wisp of strength on his body, squeezed the internal force of the dantian, trying to resist this test. He was like the only light in the boundless darkness, guarding a ray of light in his heart.

He was extremely awake at this time. Every vector and every inch of change was under his control. He could barely feel the trajectory of billions of gravel movements and every ray of change in the wind. Even so, Chen Ang's physical limit was approaching step by step.

At this time, not only the brain and physical strength were consumed, but the will was also being destroyed little by little. The severe pain in the head made him forcefully energized and unable to relax. Relaxation means death. Sometimes Chen Ang really felt that living was better than death. In fact, as long as he relaxed, everything would end.

Or release the string that controls the power and let the force take him out of this world.

Everything is over.

But Chen Ang did not give up. He gritted his teeth and squeezed every point of his potential to adapt to this state. In a silent manner, the limit had approached. One minute or two minutes. The limit time that Chen Ang calculated by himself had passed, but he still maintained the last line of Qingming and controlled his body.

In a daze, Chen Ang smelled death rushing towards him, bit by bit, to wipe out his will. As long as he fainted, he would be fine. The superpowers would take you away and there would be a safe place for you to rest. Such thoughts eroded Chen Ang's will, and a little light appeared in the cloudy yellow sand.

Do you really have to bear it? With my brain development level, even hallucinations have emerged.

Chen Ang felt his body lightening and threw it to the ground from hundreds of meters above the sky. He vaguely heard a burst of noise coming from the outside world, and a bunch of languages ​​he couldn't understand was shouting.

Chen Ang instinctively analyzed this language. He found that he had made amazing changes. Not only could he remember the pronunciation, tone, tone, volume of the language, but he could even vaguely sense the emotions and thoughts in the heart of the speaker, as if the emotional side of wisdom, had opened his arms to him.

In this case, Chen Ang learned the languages ​​that everyone used the most after spending only a few breaths. He even understood the meaning of their words and instinctively absorbed the information in the noise and mixed conversation.

"Black sandstorm, mineral gold, broken gold sand." is the most common word. People greedily and eagerly talk about the latter two, and feel deeply afraid of the first one.

"Is there someone here, is it a wanderer?" a tender voice said softly. "Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!"

"Ouch!" Chen Ang felt a thin body carrying him with difficulty, but he didn't even have the motivation to open his eyes. Unless someone wanted to kill him, he could escape or fight back under the reflection of his body's instinct, but he could do nothing to this child without malicious intentions.

Gradually, this strand of consciousness blurred, and the subconscious mind took over his body.

After sleeping in the dark, Chen Ang finally opened his eyes. A ceiling above his head that he absolutely did not recognize. No, it should be a rotten shed. Chen Ang controlled his fingers and moved flexibly, then his arms, thighs, and body. Finally, he stood up freely, and could not see the appearance of his previous dead dog.

After Chen Ang woke up, he felt something was wrong, as if there were countless thin lights around him. He pulled one of them and felt a strange message, as if it was a morning news, and then pulled it apart again, it was a brief message. These thousands of silk threads seemed to be something that ordinary people could not see.

There are electromagnetic waves, disturbed quantum information, invisible light, and even radiation.

Chen Ang felt these never-before-seen information, and saw a fluctuation of life from afar, approaching himself.

"You are awake!" A boy of eight or nine years old looked at him happily, leaned over and put down a worn part, reached out to grab a cup for him. Chen Ang smiled and took it in his hand, and thanked the boy.

"You don't have to thank me. Helping each other is what you should do in the interstellar world!" The boy said proudly, his eyes full of joy.

Chen Ang felt his purity and joy, and said with a smile: "But you are amazing to be able to do what you should do like this!" No one has ever praised him like this. The boy conveyed an extremely excited mood. He said to Chen Ang: "You are hungry! I will take you to eat something, but unfortunately I am too poor and there is nothing good..."

The boy was excited and found some money from the box. The precious money placed under the box was wrapped in a veil. Chen Ang looked at it and had to stop him.

He picked up the parts that the boy had just put down, his eyes were slightly frozen, and he saw a piece of light and shadow that matched. In time, the parts were smelted, forged, and formed by a raw material alloy, and then worn out during the operation of the spacecraft. In the end, the accuracy was wrong and lost its effect. Chen Ang quickly compared and absorbed this information.

His right hand lightly hit the parts a few times, and the worn parts suddenly buzzed and started to buzz. The boy looked at the process intently and looked at Chen Ang in surprise.

"Look! We have the money to have a big meal!" Chen Ang held up the parts and said to him with a smile.

"Really!" The boy looked at the parts in surprise, turned around and said to Chen Ang, "Are you a mechanic?"

Mechanic, Chen Ang looked up this term in the nearby information. It turned out to be a technician who is proficient in repair and machinery. Thinking about his doctorate in engineering, Chen Ang nodded.

Actually, what do you know about the geoengineer? What can you think of here? Do they know how to repair spacecraft?

But the boy was not suspicious at all, or the parts on his hand meant it all. He took Chen Ang out of the door and muttered, "Sell it to my master Wotu, and we will have the money to have a big meal!"

"Master!" It seemed that this place was not a good place. Chen Ang looked at the excited child and decided to let the word never appear from his mouth again, "What's your name?"

"Anakin!"

"What about the last name?"
Chapter completed!