Walk alone in the abyss

Grass, a plant.

After finally living one more time, he is about to die by the sword of the Valkyrie again?

Yang Ming felt that it was necessary for him to save himself.

He began to carefully review the recent memory of this body, trying to find some useful information for himself.

Unfortunately, Yang Ming found the Imperial Valkyrie plan in Hanton's memory, and confirmed the existence of the Valkyrie.

Fortunately, Hanton's life in the past two years has been very monotonous, and it doesn't take much effort to read it through.

Handon's recent memory can be briefly summarized as follows:

a medal;

two mistresses;

Three wishes.

Yang Ming was already very sleepy at the moment, so he simply fell asleep; when Yang Ming woke up again, he could already open his eyes, but continued to close them and pretend to be asleep.

If you want to survive on this scientific research ship, you must play the role of Good Hunton.

Only by surviving can Yang Ming figure out why he appeared in the world of "Abyss", and have the opportunity to explore the relationship between the earth explosion and this holographic game.

Let’s take a look at the three wishes of this idiot:

One, I hope to gain the appreciation of Professor Kigrove, get the opportunity to transform myself, and become a powerful Valkyrie warrior.

Second, I hope that when I am thirty, I can be transferred back to First Star or other wealthy and stable areas of the empire, and change jobs to become a sheriff in a city with rich nightlife.

Three, hoping to marry an imperial nobleman. Female nobles only.

Regarding these three wishes, Yang Ming who took over this body could only say sorry.

He could help fulfill the second wish, if given the chance.

But the first and third wishes will be overthrown.

Let normal people do nothing, and take the initiative to become a biochemical fascia monster that is neither human nor ghost?

This is not an aesthetic that Yang Ming can accept at this stage.

Moreover, when Yang Ming played "The Abyss", half of the time he hung out in the imperial camp, among the imperial noble NPCs he came into contact with, even the purest female nobles had three or four lovers!

Marrying a noble woman... Do you want to directly evolve yourself to the point where you can use photosynthesis to provide nutrients for survival?

anyway.

This world is so real.

Yang Ming could breathe freely, and when he opened his eyes just now, there was no inevitable wide-angle distortion of the holographic glasses at the edge of his vision.

What about property boards?

What about the attribute board that can view its own attributes by clicking it?

In the "Abyss" game, the attribute panel button that would be retained in the simplest interface is now nowhere to be found.

Yang Ming felt that he was in a real world.

This cognition gradually became clear and firm.

After reading Hanton's three wishes, look at the... two mistresses.

Space travel is so lonely.

In this small and maze-like cabin, on this scientific research ship that usually cannot return to the home port for more than half a year after leaving the port, men and women with physical needs are attracted by each other's biological factors, and some wonderful stories happen. Ritual rehearsal... This is really normal.

Everyone is familiar with these things, as long as they don't delay work, there won't be any trouble, and there is no need to miss each other after leaving the spaceship.

Yang Ming watched the small movie in the memory fragments for a while, and soon felt something strange in his body.

is sound.

This is pretty cool.

He quickly sealed up this part of the memory to avoid uncontrollable physical phenomena.

As for 'a medal', it's much simpler.

Because Hanton has been working hard and has completed several high-risk assignments excellently, he has just received a "thorn flower" medal recently, which is equivalent to the little red flower in kindergarten.

At this point, Yang Ming fell into a long silence.

The earth exploded, and he was revived in the background world of the "Abyss" game, and it was at least thirty years before the game's service was launched. He became the hard-working and lucky third officer on this scientific research ship.

The existential crisis has not been resolved.

The Valkyrie's riot was like a dark cloud hovering over Yang Ming's head.

To stop the Valkyrie's riot?

Or before that, find a chance to leave this scientific research ship?

Yang Ming tried his best to analyze.

The first task now is to determine how much time is left before the Valkyrie riots.

If there are still a few years before the outbreak of the rebellion, then he doesn't have to be too nervous, there are plenty of opportunities to escape from this vortex.

'Timing is of the essence. '

Yang Ming didn't continue to read Hanton's memory fragments, he decided to find a calendar himself; he took this self-set small task as the beginning of his new life.

Always find a way to integrate into this familiar and unfamiliar environment.

This scientific research ship is conducting evil human experiments that cannot be seen in the light. For the sake of confidentiality, the use of any network terminals is prohibited inside the scientific research ship, and no redundant electronic items are allowed in everyone's work clothes.

'Go back to your cabin and you'll find the calendar. '

——Basically a novice guide task.

Yang Ming sat up slowly, still feeling slightly dizzy.

The reason why this body was injured was because it hit its head while going out to work and repairing the tail stabilizer of the scientific research ship. Now it must be a concussion.

Yang Ming looked down at this future body.

So strong!

Refers to the pectoralis.

The bulging pectoral muscles almost burst through the white vest, and the light blue military uniform trousers were filled with two thick thighs, and there were beige blue leather boots on the side.

In fact, Hanton has the qualification certificate of a second-level combat mech operator, graduated from a formal military academy, and participated in more than ten small battles.

Yang Ming bent down and put on his boots, looking at the narrow infirmary full of various instruments and cabinets, feeling the simulated gravity from the floor.

There is an oval window above the head, and outside the window is a gorgeous nebula.

He froze for a while.

It wasn't until the sound of pattering footsteps came from behind the curtain next to him that Yang Ming came back to his senses and let his eyes fade away from confusion.

The middle-aged female doctor with light golden hair opened the curtain.

She has facial features similar to the mixed race of East and West on Earth, with more dignified features and a very slender figure, but the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes can't be covered.

Hanton knew the doctor very well.

Lina, the ship's doctor on this scientific research ship, is responsible for taking care of the health of these hundreds of crew members and soldiers, and has a very gentle personality.

"How are you feeling, Hunton?" Dr. Lina asked.

"It's not bad, did I suffer from any illness?"

"You are very healthy, but you can't do strenuous activities now, and you must avoid collisions when you walk."

Dr. Lina handed over a transparent bag containing a dozen yellow capsules.

"Go back to your cabin and continue to rest. You have slept here long enough. If you have a headache and dizziness, take one pill, it can help you relieve quickly."

"Thanks."

Yang Ming said in a low voice.

He remembered something and didn't continue to talk to Lina.

It would be a bit abrupt to suddenly ask someone how many years in the Imperial Calendar it is now.

After successfully leaving the infirmary, Yang Ming bowed his head and walked in this corridor where at most three people could walk side by side.

The corridor is almost endless, and a narrow hatch can be seen every few meters. The cat's eye on the hatch has the function of biometric identification. Inside is the single dormitory for senior crew and officers.

Fortunately, although the third officer is a skilled worker, he is also considered a senior crew member.

The infirmary is on the edge of the senior crew dormitory area. Yang Ming walked two corners and arrived in front of his own dormitory.

Yang Ming is considered a hardcore player, and the galactic time conversion mechanism of "Abyss" was once a hot topic among players.

When the game was launched, it was [Empire New Calendar 753], and thirty years forward, it would be [New Calendar 723].

The description in the background of the dungeon is a bit vague, it only says that a riot occurred thirty years ago, and there is no specific date.

The biometric identification was successfully passed, and the iron door in front of him slowly opened, revealing the true face of the dormitory with an area of ​​ten square meters.

It's quite neat, probably because some women often come to stay overnight.

Yang Ming closed the cabin door, went straight to the desk, grabbed the long electronic clock and started pressing the buttons. He could read the language and numbers on it effortlessly.

Yang Ming was also belatedly aware, the language he heard and narrated before was all Galactic lingua franca, so there was no obstacle at all.

Oh, thank you Hendon.

Let me see, how long is it before New Calendar 723...

He had already pulled out the calendar, squinted his eyes to observe, and then froze in place.

New calendar 724, 01, 22.

Made!

It was last year.