There Is No Afterlife

The spaceship closed the door the moment Muggan jumped in.

Holding the uncles in his arms tightly, Mugan jumped to the console in three steps. At the same time, Robot A also carried Mugan's bed and placed it on the console.

Then Mugan carefully placed the five big heads on the soft bedding.

The spacecraft took off steadily.

The spacecraft assembled by the robots with care performed very well. Muggan didn't notice it at all when it took off, and it was Sigmar who reminded him.

"Mugen! Mugen!" The dim light screen rotated the wavy red lines that reminded him to pay attention. Sigma jumped to the console, and the mechanical fingers gently tugged on the corner of Mugen's clothes, reminding him to look out the window.

The moment his eyes fell out of the window, Mugen's eyes suddenly widened!

The overwhelming yellow occupied the entire window. As the spacecraft continued to rise, an arc of darkness finally appeared above the yellow. Only then did Mugen realize that the yellow he had just seen was the hometown he left.

Yes, for Muggan, who was born here and grew up here, this planet is his hometown.

It is completely different from the blue of the earth that has been seen in the album. When seen from space, this planet is a barren yellow. It is also the color that Mugen sees every day when he opens his eyes. The yellow dust mist as thin as a gauze slowly flows on the surface of the planet. They seem to flow extremely slowly, but Mugen knows that it is the one that rages around his house every day. Terrible dust.

On the ground, they are terrifying monsters with speeds of up to 50m/s!

The reason why Mugan works hard to plant Mugan grass every day is also thanks to this kind of weather. This kind of strong sandstorm can turn day into night in one minute. No animals and plants can survive wherever they go. Only by constantly replanting and planting everywhere can Mugan ensure that he has enough Mugan grass. eat.

Huge hurricanes, violent sand and dust... For Mugen, these are extremely terrifying things. Human power is very small. In the face of natural forces, he can only fight and lose, and the tyranny of nature makes Mu Root felt very small.

But now, when Morgan looked down from space, the planet was so tame.

She looks so quiet.

Yes, only that adjective came to Muggan's mind.

The spaceship continued to drive away into space. During the whole process, Muggan had been concentrating on the smaller and smaller yellow planet under his nose. When the spaceship reached a certain height, he suddenly called out in surprise: "Dad, Sigma, Uncle , look! Green! It's green!"

I couldn't see it when I was too close before, but now the spaceship where Mugen is located is very far from the planet they left. From this distance, Mugen was surprised to find a little bit of rare green in the red and yellow!

For Mugen, who grew up on this desolate star, green is simply the rarest color in the world. Except for the muggen grass, there are no other plants on this planet, and as the only plant on this planet, the muggen grass is a yellow-blue color that looks not much better than mud.

"That's Mugen." Lying on the console and staring at the barren star outside the window, Alpha said calmly: "It's the Mugengrass that you have planted over the years."

"A muggen grass looks yellow, and a 100-square-meter muggen grass still looks yellow-green. However, when more muggen grasses are gathered together, stand farther and look at them. It looks green."

Alpha stopped after the first paragraph, and after him, Eta carefully added another paragraph. Eta's voice was still as mechanical as always, without any ups and downs in her tone, it sounded dry.

However, with his explanation, the green dots in front of Mugen's eyes seemed to be gradually enlarged, and the green boundless caught his eyes. He saw the Mugen grass connected into pieces on the ground, those tiny plants that grew close to the ground. , In the face of bad sandstorm weather, they are not discouraged, they are deeply rooted in the sand under their feet, they grow up to the sky hard, facing the sky, they fearlessly open up the tender yellow shoots—

Those buds are so small that Mugan, who lives on them every day, ignores it, until this time, Mugan is standing in space, so high above, those strong sandstorms that once made Mugan prudently fear are all over the place. It turned into a misty understatement, and at the same time, those mugen grasses that Mugen could not see at ordinary times caught Mugen's eyes with a stronger color.

At this time, Mugen suddenly remembered two sentences that he had seen in some book.

"When you stand high enough and far enough, you will find that the troubles that once deeply tormented you and made you feel unbearable are not worth mentioning."

"Small and great, never judge the export lightly."

He thought that now he finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

The young man, who had not fully grown yet, was stunned and stretched out his hand to the window.

His palm is thin and strong, not very large, but it is such a hand that it seems that he can grasp the planet outside the window with one hand.

The boy's palm was in the air and finally landed on the smooth and cold window. With his hands on the window, Mugen suddenly turned his head and looked at the robot who was looking at the universe just like him. He showed a childish look. smile.