In the interstellar year 4042, countless countries were born in the universe in this long time. Some countries have been passed down to this day, but more have disappeared in the long river of time.

At present, the three major powers recognized in the interstellar world are the Lotus Empire, the Al Federation, and the Vigson Empire.

In addition to the two great empires and one federal country, there are many small countries with weaker strengths in the universe.Although these small countries are not as powerful as the three major powers, the people in their countries also have a relatively stable life

However, not everyone is lucky enough to live under the protection of a country. Among the tens of millions of planets, in addition to the countries recorded in the register, there are countless garbage planets that don't even have serial numbers and names.

Contrary to order, the most indispensable thing on the garbage planet is chaos.These garbage planets can exist because of the lack of resources and difficult living conditions. No country can look at such planets, so they are picked up by people on some wandering planets.

Under the condition of limited resources, the struggle is inevitable.The cheapest thing on these garbage planets is human life. Every day, people disappear and die without a sound. Behind everyone is an unknown black mist.

...

On a garbage planet that doesn't even have a name around the lotus empire, except for a small residential area, most of the planet is a harsh environment with strong winds and sand flying all over the sky.

Among the sand and gravel, there was a figure slowly shuttling through the yellow sand hurricane, as if looking for something.

Ming Jiang was wearing a crude protective suit, and was holding a terminal assembled from low-end materials in his hand.

"Why not?" Ming Jiang whispered, occasionally raising his head and squinting his eyes to look around.

But all he could see were some barren yellow sand and dry rocks, and the strong wind carried the sand and gravel. If Ming Jiang was not wearing protective clothing, this kind of bad weather might have scratched a layer of his body.

Really tired, Ming Jiang stopped, and sighed to himself: "It seems that I can only come again next time."

Ming Jiang came to this place far away from the residential area today to look for a special plant, which only grows under the gravel of this environment and is difficult to find.Ming Jiang walked in this area for more than three hours without seeing even a blade of grass.

Anyway, there is still a lot of time in the future, Ming Jiang put the terminal into the pocket of the protective suit, turned around and prepared to go back.

The moment he turned around, there was a loud bang behind him, as if something had smashed down.

Ming Jiang was stunned by the sudden movement for a second, and turned around to find that the position hundreds of meters away was covered with dust from the high-speed fall, completely blocking his vision.

Ming Jiang wasn't in a hurry, he stood there and waited for the dust to fall to the ground, and only then did he see the situation ahead.

It was a deep pit created by the fall, with scorched black land all around it.

Ming Jiang pursed her lips, thought for a while, and decided to go over to have a look.

He slowly came to the edge of the deep pit, and only then was he able to see the situation at the bottom of the pit clearly.

——In a scorched black pit, some metal fragments that fell from the aircraft were scattered here and there, but the damage of each piece was not particularly large.

The relatively intact surface can be preserved in such a high-speed fall. The cost of this aircraft is a figure that Ming Jiangchang can't touch.

Ming Jiang lowered her beautiful blue eyes, and there was no big fluctuation in her heart.

He stood quietly on the edge of the deep pit, and slowly walked towards the bottom of the deep pit until the temperature had subsided.

The face in Mingjiang's protective clothing lined with scorched black earth became more and more porcelain white, like a noble's blue eyes without emotional fluctuations.

He carefully peeled off a piece of metal that was about to fall in the air, and only then did he see the person who piloted the aircraft.

A man with a nice face.

God-like hybrid face, superior brow bone contour, and pale thin lips caused by excessive blood loss.

Ming Jiang quietly judged the other person's face in his heart, then stretched out his hand, and pulled the man out of the collapsed aircraft through the protective suit.

After pulling the man out of the aircraft, Ming Jiang took out the ropes and tools he had with him, tied them to the man, and pulled him out of the deep pit.

...

The weather in Garbage Star is always foggy. After Ming Jiang threw the rescued man into the house where his adoptive father used to live, he concentrated on taking care of the flowers and plants in the yard by himself.

Ming Jiang lives in a relatively remote place. This house was built by his adoptive father who rescued him when he was young. The two small houses form a ninety-degree angle and form a small courtyard of about nine square meters.

The yard is full of flowers and plants, and under the careful care of Ming Jiang, the growth is gratifying. The colors of the beautiful flowers are in stark contrast to the gray sky.

Ming Jiang took a small bamboo basket, walked to a corner of the yard, knelt down and dragged out the herbs hidden behind the plants, and cut a few at random.

These are some commonly used hemostatic herbs. Ming Jiang simply checked the man's injuries. Except for some traumas caused by the fall, he knew the rest, and he couldn't cure them.

If it is an internal injury, maybe you can pay for it yourself and go to a hospital treatment cabin to lie down for a few days, and you will be fine.

But if the mental body is injured, this kind of mental disease cannot be treated on a garbage planet like them.

Ming Jiang made a soup from the picked herbs, then went to the regular medicine box at home to take out all the basic medicines, and put them all on the cabinet next to the bed in the adoptive father's room.

After finishing all this, Ming Jiang was about to leave this cramped small room.Before he left, he glanced at the man on the bed, frowning tightly, his face pale.

Ming Jiang thought to himself, the injury is probably quite serious.

However, he grew up on a garbage planet, and he has seen countless lives and deaths, so he will not be sad because a person in front of him is about to die.

Ming Jiang withdrew his gaze and quietly left the room.

Almost at the moment Ming Jiang stepped out of the room, a pair of gray-blue eyes opened at the same time.

Lu Lin ignored the pain in his body, sat up directly with his arms propped on the head of the bed, and silently looked at the small room.

The room is only seven or eight square meters in size, and there is only a small window in the west direction.The room is very dark, the only bright color is the red flowers blooming in front of the window.

After looking around the room, Lu Lin lowered his head, his expression was unclear, and outsiders could not see clearly what was going on in his mind.

There was a faint smell of medicine lingering on the tip of his nose. Lu Lin tilted his head slightly, and saw the steaming medicinal soup and some simple daily trauma medicines on the bedside cabinet.

The medicinal soup smelled very strong, and Lu Lin also learned how to use some wild plants in emergency situations, so he immediately smelled the medicinal properties of these herbs.

Hemostasis and pain relief, detoxification and detumescence.It can be used for his current abdominal wound.

Even so, Lu Lin still didn't drink the medicine immediately, but stood up with the wound on his abdomen, and walked slowly towards the door.

...

After Ming Jiang brought the medicine to the man, he began to concentrate on watering his small garden.

He is a relatively rare botanical spiritual body, has a natural affinity for plants, and usually likes to make some flowers and plants.

This time the man was able to be rescued by such a coincidence, because he wanted a barren sand grass, otherwise no one would go to the environment where he could not survive without protective clothing for ten days and a half months.

Ming Jiang will water the climbing vine roses leaning against the fence. This is the season when the roses are in full bloom. The bright yellow flowers cover the entire wall, which is the biggest highlight in this small garden.

Ming Jiang stood up holding the small watering can, and accurately caught the gaze falling on her from behind.

He turned around slowly and looked at the man who had woken up. He was a little surprised, but he still spoke calmly: "Are you awake? The medicine is on the cabinet. It doesn't matter if you don't drink it. Don't touch my garden."

Lu Lin's gray-blue eyes fixed on Ming Jiang, and after confirming that he really didn't recognize him, he said in a hoarse voice, "Where is this?"

Ming Jiang: "A planet near the IQK68 planet of the Lotus Empire, without a name."

After answering this question, Ming Jiang continued to take care of her own plants, without caring about the man's reaction.

After watering some hydrophilic plants in the garden, he took out a tube of the most basic nutrient solution from his body, opened it, wrinkled his nose and raised his head to drink it.

There is no technology on Junk Planet, and the nutrient solution made here does not taste good, and can only meet some of the simplest needs of the body.

After Ming Jiang drank the nutrient solution, he put away the watering can that he had used for many years, and was about to go back to his room, completely ignoring the man standing motionless like a wooden stake.

He walked past the man indifferently, until he was about to return to his room, when he heard the man speak suddenly.

"Thanks."

Ming Jiang didn't turn his head back: "You're welcome, it's your luck."

Ming Jiang is not a kind person, but he will not refuse to save him.He was raised by his adoptive father since he was a child, and he was greatly influenced by that carefree but kind man. He would give his help to anyone who could help.

Ming Jiang wasn't bothered about the fact that the man didn't tell her his name.

He didn't care much, thinking that the other party looked like a soldier from a country, and he had always experienced something to be able to fall on a garbage planet like them.In such a complicated situation, it would be stupid to tell your name frankly just because the other party saved you for unknown reasons.

Ming Jiang returned to the room, it was getting dark gradually, he carried his clothes to the small bathroom to take a simple shower, then went back to bed and lay down.

But he didn't sleep with his eyes closed.

Only a rescued stranger lay next to the house where he lived. Even for safety reasons, Ming Jiang would not sleep.

In the night, he lay flat on the bed and suddenly sighed.

The palms were a little itchy, but it wasn't the movement of the plant-type spiritual body, but the mental body that was about to move came up again.

Ming Jiang closed his eyes, and pressed back the more irritable mental body.

Junk planets have long, sleepless nights.

The next day, when it was slightly cooler, Ming Jiang opened the door and came to the yard, and found that man was also standing at the gate of the yard.

Ming Jiang paused, feeling a little puzzled.

Fortunately, it was dawn and people could be seen clearly. If he saw a person standing at the gate of the yard at night, Ming Jiang would have summoned his mental body to attack.

The stagnant breathing regained its calm, and Ming Jiang's tone was slightly puzzled: "Why are you standing here?"