Su Jing was wearing loose home casual clothes and walked into the living room lazy, waved her hands to the people in the living room casually, and said softly: "Sit down, don't be polite."

Only then did a dozen men and women sit down carefully, their heads slightly drooping and their eyes looked down, as if they were about to stare out a flower on the carpet under their feet.

The maids came in one after another. They were all heavenly creatures from the Holy Mountain of Nia. They did not have so much awe and humility towards Su Jing, but instead seemed much natural and free. Under their care, Su Jing was a little more awake. Later, a fairy with a pair of butterfly wings lie beside Su Jing, and the other maids retreated quietly.

"I have no idea about the process and bills of the Holy Conference, nor do I have any position. Everything is subject to the ruling of the Chaos Angels. This is not only what I mean, but also the position of His Majesty."

Several men and women who finally got the opportunity to meet this time looked at each other disappointedly, then pursed their lips, and returned to their normal attitude of respect.

"Also, the acquisition of the light of life depends on their own opportunities. No one or any existence can intervene, nor can they intervene. Therefore, a gentleman who strives for self-improvement. If he wants to find opportunities and grasp opportunities, he must rely on his own efforts, rather than taking shortcuts to find something that is easy to take!"

Su Jing said, looking at several juniors from the Holy Family with a smile. Wu Ming was ready to give up after a brief hesitation, but his sister who had just returned from the United States had a sense of being a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger. She did not retreat under Su Jing's statement, but bravely raised her head and boldly faced Su Jing's gaze, and said earnestly: "Sister-in-law... Your Majesty, my father's condition cannot be delayed anymore. He no longer has the opportunity to board the immigration spacecraft, nor has the ability to find such opportunities. Please see..."

"Miaomiao..." Wu Ming was "shocked" to dissuade him.

"Brother, you can't wait any longer. My father has already entered the intensive care unit and may encounter unexpected problems at any time."

Su Jing was very surprised. How long has it been? It was so clear that it went against her own meaning?

"Sister-in-law, please look... please look..." The girl's face gradually turned red, and the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became solidified, and she was lying at Su Jing's feet. The fairy like a cat raised her head, narrowed her eyes dangerously, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a trace of cold canine teeth...

Su Jing watched the girl's face turn from red to pale with interest. She couldn't bear to continue to scare her, so she patted the fairy's head and smiled at the girl: "Yes, your situation is special, and it cannot be measured by common sense..." Just as the girl was surprised to stand up and thank her, Su Jing spoke again after a brief measurement, "But the rules cannot be broken... Let's do this, there is still an hour, the immigrant spaceship is about to set off. I'll get a seat for you. Go to Mars and find the opportunity that belongs to your father."

After saying that, Su Jing's interest was exhausted. She stood up and left the living room with the respect of everyone, walked into the surroundings of a group of heavenly creatures, and slowly left.

Half an hour later, Wu Miaomiao caught the last bus for the immigration and sat next to a sixteen-year-old boy, alone without any preferential treatment.

Xiao Ai was awakened by the movements around her. She opened her eyes and looked at Wu Miaomiao, turned her body to the side, and fell asleep again.

This was the first time Wu Miaomiao and Xiao Ai met. At this time, neither of them saw each other. They had their own worries and their own pursuits. It seemed that two straight lines crossed, and they would never meet again after a brief relationship.

The final countdown for the spacecraft to take off came. The flight attendants recruited from the airline walked into the cabin and inspected all passengers' safety chairs over and over again. Everyone completely wrapped their bodies into the safety seats. Helmets fell down one by one, and the entire cabin suddenly seemed to be full of robots, extremely quiet.

"Miss, the spacecraft is about to take off!"

"Oh, oh..." Tian Miaomiao woke up and agreed repeatedly.

"Sir, sir...sir, it is prohibited to connect to the consciousness network on the spacecraft!"

Xiao Ai did not exit from the consciousness network. He would activate the button on the seat and wrap his whole body in. When he closed his eyes, he would enter the community of the spaceship in the consciousness network again.

The simulated communication hall almost replicated the spacecraft's environment one by one. In the cabin, there were only a few seats empty, including a seat belonging to Tian Miaomiao next to Xiao Ai. The empty seats were naturally passengers who did not have access to the consciousness network at this time. It can be seen that the flight attendant's prohibition on logging into the consciousness network is just a nonsense.

"...Unfortunate, it was squeezed like canned sardines. A small third-class cargo ship actually squeezed more than 20,000 immigrants!"

"Sincere, it's good to have a cabin. Why, do you still want to enter the survival cabin?"

"Bad, no matter how tight the transportation capacity is, you can't joke about our lives, right? Do you know how dangerous it is in the takeoff stage? Overloading of more than a dozen g can crush a person into a cake."

"I'm afraid you won't come up. Is there anyone who forces you..."

"Okay, don't argue, the possibility of danger is slim."

“That’s, that’s…”

"Everyone is so excited, haha, when the space is folded later..."

"There is no space folding. This time we will sail to Mars and fly for a whole day!"

"Why, I want to experience the spatial change at the energy level."

"It's not that the capacity is tight, and no one has a survival pod. The spacecraft is afraid of accidents, so they can just fly over directly. The distance is not far anyway."

Xiao Ai was used to silence, used to staying aside and observing and listening silently. He had no friends, nor did he have an open object to communicate with others. He always had experiencers on the consciousness network rather than sharing. This is his quirk, and it is also a very different place from ordinary people.

The spiritual world is unique to him, and sharing is unimaginable to him, just like opening his body and soul to let others enter and exit freely.

At this moment, the seat next to him flashed with light, and Wu Miaomiao appeared beside him. As soon as he saw Xiao Ai, Wu Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said to him: "Well, can you ask for help? I won't set up a safety chair."

Xiao Ai didn't respond, just looked at her.

"Sir, sir?"

Tian Miaomiao felt aggrieved and embarrassed. She looked around for a while, and finally gritted her teeth and withdrew from the consciousness network, and consciousness returned to the spaceship seat.

The countdown to the spacecraft's flight was only two minutes left. There were too many passengers, and the flight attendant completely ignored her. There were passengers like robots in front, back and left. Not to mention asking for help, they could not wake them up even if they shouted.

Just as she was getting more and more anxious, the protective device around her slid away and her helmet floated up. Xiao Ai sat up and leaned over and just helped her press a switch. The safety chair was activated, which simply made Tian Miaomiao feel ashamed.

"My name is Xiao Ai, where are you?"

"Wu Miaomiao!"
Chapter completed!