When I opened my eyes, Mugan was dazed for a few seconds.

The connector he is now wearing is directly connected to the system of Epsilon, and since Epsilon has given him full access to the onboard radar, what all the Mugan are now seeing is exactly what epsilon is seeing in his eyes.

For the first time, Mugan had the opportunity to see the world as if it were all eyes, each of which was clearly reflected in his brain, and at the same time received a staggering amount of phases, far beyond what a normal human being would ever know, and that’s why Muggan lost his mind.

But he came to his senses quickly.

When he opened his eyes this time, he saw what was going on around him, and for an instant, Mugan felt dizzy again.

If Mugan’s first blackout was a physical one caused by information overload, This Moment’s blackout is a mental one caused by shock: surrounded by meteorites! Dense meteor rock!

At this point, because of the shared vision, the Mugan felt like it was the ship itself, and before boarding, the Mugan thought it was huge, but compared to the surrounding meteor stream, the ship was simply compared to a petite effect.

The ones that were big looked almost like a planet, the ones that weren’t big enough to make a fist, the ones that were floating around the ship, the ones that were moving, the ones that were bumping into each other, the ones that were quietly exploding, there was a hush, a puff of smoke, a Ashes to Ashes.

From the top of the ship to the stern of the ship, the three hundred and sixty degree view of the meteorites extends all the way to the Mugan. There are so many of them that, for a moment, the self proclaimed Tryophobia Mugan have gone to sleep.

Could it be that while he and Sigma were out feeding unicorns and cleaning their poop, they were in this horrid meteor shower?

“Yes, we have entered the Dead Sea Emperor’s mausoleum meteorite belt for one hour, 40 minutes and 3 seconds. ” No small voice could escape the ears of Epsilon, just in time to catch the Mugan murmuring out a question, epsilon gave him a precise answer.

The Mugan was blown away by the answer!

He could not imagine how epsilon could have sailed under such conditions! In an area with so many obstacles, Epsilon can move on its own?

The Mugan finger on the console hesitated. At this very moment, “I was built as a strategic military transport robot, to rapidly deploy military supplies to major military bases or directly to forward bases, and to carry out airdrops when necessary, ” ipsilon said.

My mission completion rate was 97.2% , and the extra inspection rate for routine maintenance after returning was only 0.4% . When I was built, I was designed for high reliability and low maintenance, and my body was very strong.

So, rest assured, I will not be damaged. ”

As if that weren’t enough, Ypsilon Thought for a moment and decided, for example, that it was always easier for humans to believe what had happened.

“Remember when you were a kid and you caught your first unicorn? You weren’t scared at all, and you did catch a unicorn. ”

It was the first time the Mugan had captured food on its own, and that was the day a group of robots first learned to clap their hands, as they rounded up a tiny young human and prey several times his size, then he gave him a stiff, raw applause. Then the little boy smiled shyly.

“Uncle Ipsilon and Beytagh were with me at that time, so I wasn’t afraid, ” said the Mugan, remembering what had happened that day.

“Now Beytagh and I are still with you, so please don’t be afraid. ”

Ipsilon’s voice sounded as solid as his figure, and listening to it, Mugan was strangely unflustered.

Yes, there’s no need to be afraid.

Dad and his uncles are all around him. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

And, willing to let oneself learn to drive in this kind of place, show the uncle also very believe in oneself?

I need to believe more in what my uncles believe in me.

When Mugan realized this, he became calm again. He was not originally a tangled person, a moment of vacillation is only worried about his actions will affect the safety of his family just. Now, with the trust and encouragement from his family, he felt more or less trusted as an adult.

~(≧▽≦)/~

Actually, he’s overthinking it.

Ipsilon was telling the truth when he said his fuselage was too strong to be hit.

The density of the swarm had already been determined by the robots, and it was clear that even a meteor strike on this stretch of the journey would not have been fatal to Epsilon, so alpha suggested that the Mugan try to fly it.

Trust has nothing to do with it. Parents are simply children.

Even if they were damaged at the risk of being spoiled.

“Next, I’ll tell you all about the most important part of the voyage, ” said Epsilon, as his Mugan heart rate returned to normal.

The people on board are their most important people, so the robot would never risk his life. Today’s autonomous threads are calculated by them. For 13 years, more than a dozen spaceborne radars worked day and night outside the atmosphere to monitor the direction of the meteorite swarm. They had already recorded clearly the velocity and gravity in the meteorite swarm, these records, combined with the data they collected from the meteorite swarm when they arrived, gave the robots an unprecedented level of detail. After careful calculation, a way out of the tomb of the Dead Sea Emperor took shape in their minds.