"who?"

After pausing for a moment on the edge of a broken wall, Yue Peng suddenly walked out and asked in a deep tone.

Before the figure could speak or react further, Yue Peng took out the flashlight he carried with him and shined it directly on the figure.

Facing the sudden bright light, the figure was obviously having difficulty adapting. He couldn't help but stretched out his hands to cover his eyes. The only thing he could see was a beam of bright light more than ten meters away. Nothing else could be seen, and it was completely dark.

"I...I'm delivering express, is this Mr. Yue Peng?" the man said quickly.

Hearing this, a look of alarm suddenly flashed across Yue Peng's face, and he took a slight look at the man in front of him. He was indeed wearing a gray courier uniform and was holding a square express package in his hand.

"Do you think I'm stupid? It's already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. Is there anyone who can deliver express at this time?" Yue Peng asked. With his other hand, he had already pulled out a brick from the broken wall: "

Don't move!"

"Brother, I really deliver express. United Interstellar Express operates day and night, and the sender handles it urgently." The man continued, and then took out his work ID.

With keen eyesight, Yue Peng looked at the work permit. It seemed to be genuine. However, the next moment, Yue Peng's face darkened, and then he said angrily: "I haven't even figured it out in Andong City yet.

How can I have friends from other planets?"

As he slightly adapted to the strong light, the man naturally noticed the bricks in Yue Peng's hands, and he cried out in his heart, who is this? Looking at the small shabby house you live in, who would have any idea of ​​​​you? It must be someone like him.

Even robbers will go around.

However, facing the bricks in Yue Peng's hand, the man still did not dare to make too much of a mistake and quickly pointed the express at Yue Peng: "See for yourself, is it your name on the express? And this is the Federation.

Interstellar Express anti-counterfeiting mark.”

Then the light of the flashlight came on. At this time, Yue Peng could clearly see that the lower right corner of the express delivery note was emitting a special fluorescent light. It was guaranteed to be genuine, and the recipient information written on the express delivery form was indeed correct.

It is indeed Yue Peng. His address and the last six digits of his ID number are completely consistent with his own.

However, Yue Peng was confused. Someone outside the interstellar space sent him a package? This was so nonsense. What surprised Yue Peng even more was that the sender column was completely blank, without any sender's name.

Information, but wasting so much time was not an option at the moment, so Yue Pengzhi was extremely alert and walked towards the man step by step, with no intention of letting go of the bricks in his hands.

On the other hand, couriers are almost fed up with people like Yue Peng. This guy is clearly a lunatic.

"Here, sign, give me the list, take the things away quickly." The man tried his best to keep a distance from Yue Peng, for fear that this guy might suddenly lose his temper and give him a brick, which would be too unworthy.

"Isn't it a bomb that you sent over?" Yue Peng took the particle pen handed over by the man and said with doubtful eyes.

Hearing this, the courier almost burst into tears. How could there be such a person in this world?

"Brother, United Interstellar Express, every package has gone through five security checks, how could there be a bomb? I beg you, sign it, I will take the order and leave, the package belongs to you, you can throw it away later

It’s none of my business,” the courier begged.

Looking at the courier's pitiful expression warily again, Yue Peng paused before signing it warily.

The next moment, he saw the courier tearing up the order and running away. He never wanted to see someone like Yue Peng again in his life.

Yue Peng, on the other hand, still looked suspicious. He weighed the package in his hand. It was so light that there was no way there was a bomb in it. What was in it? Who gave it to me?

Returning to his room, he pressed the switch of the particle light. Yue Peng kept his head down the whole time, staring at the package in his hand, shaking it from time to time.

What could be inside? Poisonous gas? Special bomb? Or... But after thinking about it, the more Yue Peng thought about it, the more unreliable it became. If someone wanted to harm him, just shoot him in the head, just do it.

Why is it so laborious?

"Forget it, won't you know if you open it and take a look?" Yue Peng murmured to himself, then stretched out his hand and tore off the packaging very quickly. As a result, he saw that the exposed interior was neatly wrapped with a layer of

Pink wrapping paper with white flowers on it.

"This..." Yue Peng was a little dumbfounded, what is he going to do?

After tearing off the pink wrapping paper, Yue Peng saw a layer of wrapping paper with cartoon patterns... The same was true for the third and fourth layers.

After tearing off ten layers, Yue Peng saw a small paper box. When he opened the paper box, he saw a note inside: My dear, this is a gift from heaven.

"This..." Yue Peng looked at the note and froze in place. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. However, the note was filled with a strange feeling. Goosebumps almost fell to the floor.

Putting the note aside temporarily, Yue Peng opened the paper box and saw that what was placed in the paper box was a black information storage card about the size of a thumb. Except for the interface part, everything else was the same as where Yue Peng was.

The information storage cards produced by Shang Neng Civilization are quite different.

Especially in the details, every edge and corner is full of advanced flavor. The most important thing is its weight, which is very light, like a feather, and you can hardly feel the weight in your hand.

"What kind of material is this?" Yue Peng couldn't help but mutter to himself. It's about the size of a thumb, and you can't feel the weight. Obviously, this kind of material is by no means ordinary. There seems to be no relevant reports on this in the civilized world, otherwise it would be

This material has long been used in the manufacture of fighter aircraft.

The so-called capable civilization refers to the world where Yue Peng lives. There are many countries among them. However, do not think that the country is the highest unit of force in this civilization. Above it, there is another force called a group. Its nature depends on

It seems to be closely related to business, but it is much larger than that. The core main battle force of Shang Neng Civilization is fighter planes, and pilots account for almost 80% of the army.

What these super groups control is the production of fighter planes and huge air combat academies one after another. In other words, what they control is the economy, weapons and high-quality soldiers.

For example, the Longlin Country where Yue Peng is located is controlled by the Yueshi Group.

However, Yue Peng didn't care at all about all this. What kind of big group or pilots had anything to do with him, a little brat?

At the moment, Yue Peng is still fiddling with the black memory card in his hand. The more he looks at it, the more he feels that it is full of mystery and mystery. For a moment, his curiosity becomes unprecedentedly strong, especially under the light, it shines brightly.

There are faint lines on it, as if they are a kind of blood.

"Forget it, don't you know what it does after just taking a look?" Yue Peng murmured to himself, then sat down on the wooden chair, and then took out a tattered machine from the drawer, with the

After turning on the quantum optical brain, which was covered with tape, a light screen quickly popped out.

Looking at the black memory card in his hand again, Yue Peng inserted it directly into the quantum optical brain without hesitation.

However, the moment the black memory card was connected to the quantum optical brain, Yue Peng was shocked to find that the black memory card began to run automatically, as if there was an electronic life inside, and then a dialogue popped up on the light screen.

box, it says: Challenge 1, hand speed, that is, the operation output of the driving object per second, please reach eight times per second, and get the reward: quantitative energy...

Whoosh!

Before Yue Peng could read too much or react, the lights in the small shabby house he was in went dark, and the quantum optical brain also shut down due to the loss of power supply. For a moment, Yue Peng, who was full of curiosity, was so confused.

He was somewhat dazed, blinking his eyes, at a loss.

Only a moment passed before Yue Peng's expression suddenly changed. Then he jumped up from the chair, turned on the flashlight, and came to the wall where the energy pool was inserted. He saw the first-level energy pool that he had just replaced yesterday.

It has been completely empty, with no energy left.

"This..." Yue Peng held the flashlight and froze on the spot, and the pain began to spread on his face little by little.

"Damn it!" It took a long time before Yue Peng let out such a heartbreaking cry. You know, a brand new ordinary energy pool is worth two hundred blue shields, which is all hard-earned money.

Moreover, the nearly one hundred points of energy only lasted less than five seconds on the black memory card. This was simply an energy-devouring little monster. Even a fighter plane would not be so perverted.

For a moment, Yue Peng was on the point of crying.

After a long while, Yue Peng turned around and reluctantly took out a brand new energy pool and replaced it. In an instant, the whole room became bright again. However, this time, Yue Peng absolutely did not dare to read the black memory again.

stuck.

Sitting back on the wooden chair, he pulled out the black memory card. Yue Peng began to look at the black memory card over and over again. His face was filled with complex expressions, and his expressions were tangled together.

Once again focusing on the note on the side of the table, Yue Peng murmured to himself: "A gift from heaven, are you sent down by God to play with me?"

It can be said that the loss of a first-level energy pool undoubtedly made Yue Peng more and more distressed the more he thought about it.

"Huh? No, wait!"

Suddenly, Yue Peng's expression changed slightly. He seemed to have thought of something, that is, the content that popped up in the black memory card dialog box just now, which made his hand speed reach eight. Yue Peng didn't see clearly what the reward was, but

From the corner of my eye, I seemed to see something about how to make an energy pool, and it mentioned that it could be made by hand.
Chapter completed!