Grass, a type of plant.

After finally surviving one more time, I will soon die under the sword of the Valkyrie?

Yang Ming felt that he needed to save himself.

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

Unfortunately, Yang Ming found the Imperial Valkyrie Plan in Han Dun's memory and confirmed the existence of the Valkyrie.

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

Hanton's recent memories can be summarized as follows:

A medal;

Two mistresses;

Three wishes.

Yang Ming was already very tired at the moment, so she went straight to sleep; When Yang Ming woke up again, he was able to open his eyes, but continued to close them and pretend to be asleep.

To survive on this research ship, one must play the role of a hero.

Only by surviving can Yang Ming figure out why she appeared in the world of "Abyss" and have the opportunity to explore the connection between the Earth explosion and this holographic game.

Let's first take a look at the three wishes of this idiot Hanton:

1、 I hope to gain the appreciation of Professor Kigorov, have the opportunity to transform myself, and become a powerful Valkyrie warrior.

2、 I hope to be transferred back to the first star or other affluent stable areas of the empire at the age of thirty, and switch to a city with rich nightlife as a security officer.

3、 I hope to marry an imperial nobleman. Only for female aristocrats.

For these three wishes, Yang Ming, who seized this body, can only say sorry.

He can help fulfill the second wish if given the opportunity.

But let's roll down the first and third wishes.

Leaving normal people unattended and actively becoming a biochemical fascia monster that is neither human nor ghost?

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

Moreover, when Yang Ming played "Abyss", she spent half of her time hanging out in the imperial camp. The NPCs she came into contact with, including the purest female aristocrats, had three or four lovers!

Is marrying a noblewoman to directly evolve oneself to use photosynthesis to provide survival nutrients?

Speaking of which.

This world is so real.

Yang Ming can breathe freely, and when she opened her eyes just now, the edge of her line of sight did not have the inevitable wide-angle distortion of holographic glasses.

What about the property board?

Can you click on the attribute board to view your own properties?

In the game "Abyss", the attribute board buttons that are retained in the simplest interactive interface are now nowhere to be found.

Yang Ming felt that she was in a real world.

This cognition gradually becomes clear and firm.

After reading Hanton's three wishes, let's take a look at those... two mistresses.

Space travel is so lonely.

In this small and maze like cabin, on this research ship that usually cannot return to its home port for more than half a year after departure, men and women with physiological needs are attracted by each other's biological factors, and some wonderful stories happen to rehearse the ritual of reproduction... This is really normal.

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

Yang Ming watched the short movie in her memory fragments for a while, and soon felt something strange happening in her body.

It is sound.

This is great.

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

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

Because Hanton has always been dedicated to his work and has successfully completed several high-risk assignments, he recently received a 'Thorn Flower' medal, which is equivalent to a small red flower in kindergarten.

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

The Earth exploded, and he was resurrected in the background world of the game "Abyss", at least thirty years before the game was launched, becoming the hardworking and peach blossom lucky third mate on this research ship.

The survival crisis has not been resolved.

The rebellion of the Valkyrie was like a dark cloud hovering over Yang Ming's head.

To stop the rebellion of the Valkyrie?

Or should we find a chance to leave this research ship before that?

Yang Ming is making an effort to analyze.

The top priority now is to determine how much time is left before the Valkyrie launches a rebellion.

If there are still a few years left until the outbreak of the rebellion, he doesn't need to be too nervous, there are plenty of opportunities to escape this vortex.

Time is crucial

Yang Ming did not continue reading Han Dun's fragments of memory, he decided to personally find a calendar; Take this self set small task as the beginning of your new life.

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

This research vessel is conducting an evil human experiment that cannot be seen. In order to maintain confidentiality, the use of any network access terminals is prohibited inside the research vessel, and no extra electronic objects are allowed in each person's work clothes.

You can find the calendar by returning to your cabin

——A fairly decent beginner guidance task.

Yang Ming slowly sat up, still feeling a slight dizziness.

The reason why this body was injured was because it hit its head while working or repairing the stabilizer of the research ship's tail, and now it must have suffered a concussion.

Yang Ming lowered her head and looked at this future body.

So strong!

Refers to the pectoral muscles.

The bulging chest muscles almost broke through the white vest, and the two thick thighs were stuffed with light blue military uniform pants, with beige leather boots on the side.

In fact, Hanton holds a qualification certificate as a Level 2 combat mecha operator, graduated from a formal military academy, and has participated in more than ten small-scale battles.

Yang Ming bent down and lifted his boots, surveying the narrow medical room filled with various instruments and cabinets, feeling the simulated gravity emanating from the floor.

There is an elliptical window above the head, and outside the window is a dazzling nebula.

He paused for a moment.

Until the sound of footsteps behind the nearby curtain came, Yang Ming finally regained consciousness and let her eyes fade away from confusion.

The middle-aged female doctor with light golden long hair pulled open the curtain.

She has facial features similar to those of mixed race people on Earth, with dignified facial features and a very slim figure, but the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes can't cover her up.

Hanton is very familiar with this physician.

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

How do you feel, Hanton? "Dr. Lina asked.

Not bad, have I developed any underlying problems

You are very healthy, but you cannot engage in vigorous activities now and should avoid collisions while walking

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

Go back to your cabin and continue resting. You've been sleeping here long enough. If you have a headache or dizziness, taking one pill can help you relieve it quickly

Thank you

Yang Ming whispered.

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

Suddenly asking someone how many years it is in the imperial calendar can be a bit abrupt.

Leaving the medical room smoothly, Yang Ming lowered her head and walked in this corridor where at most three people could walk side by side.

The corridor is almost endless, with a narrow hatch visible every few meters. The peephole on the hatch has biometric capabilities, and inside is a single dormitory for senior crew members and officers.

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

The medical room is located on the edge of the senior crew dormitory area. Yang Ming walked two corners and arrived at her dormitory door, already calculating the background time for the opening of "Abyss".

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

When the game was launched, it was in the year 753 of the Imperial New Calendar, and thirty years later, it was in the year 723 of the New Calendar.

The description in the background of the copy is somewhat vague, only stating that a riot occurred thirty years ago without a specific date.

The biometric recognition passed smoothly, and the iron door in front of me slowly opened, revealing the true appearance of the ten square meter dormitory.

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

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

Yang Ming was also a latecomer. The language he had heard and spoken before was the common language of the Milky Way, and surprisingly, there were no obstacles.

Oh, thank you, Hanton.

Let me take a look, how long is it until the Gregorian calendar 723

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

New calendar 724, 01, 22.

Ma De!

It was last year.