"..."

"hateful!"

After waiting for a while and calling several times, Gordon had no choice but to contact the robot Isaac instead, but received no further instructions or reply from the Orville and Second Officer Petrus.

"Hello!"

"Isaac!"

"The situation here is not optimistic. Annie is too messy. How much time do you have before you can repair that damn shuttle boat?"

"We have to go back quickly!"

"real!"

That’s right!

Gordon was indeed a little frightened. At the moment, he just wanted to let Isaac repair the spacecraft quickly and then escape back to the Orville with a certain trouble-making little girl. He didn't want to suddenly appear here for a moment.

I spent a lot of time on an alien planet.

After all, Gordon really couldn't bear the crime of polluting and interfering with a primitive civilization, and he had no desire to leave his post as helmsman of the Orville and go to prison to work on a sewing machine or do handwork!

Although sewing machines and handicrafts were already features of prisons in the Earth Age hundreds of years ago, Gordon was not sure whether those prisons would continue to retain such special programs in order to punish prisoners.

I don't want to know at all.

'Lieutenant!'

'There is some deviation from the estimate. It is estimated that the repair will be completed in three hours and twenty minutes!'

'Please wait.'

'I will turn on stealth mode to pick you up after the repairs are completed.'

Unlike the silent second officer Petrus on the Orville, the robot Isaac who was repairing the shuttle engine on a mountaintop was much more cheerful. The other party quickly gave an accurate time in the communication and told Gordon

Comforting.

"Three, more than three hours?"

"All right!"

"It seems there is no hope at all!"

"So be it!"

"complete!"

Hearing that there was still such a long time, Gordon had no choice but to turn off the communicator in annoyance, and had to sigh and continue to hide in the dark corner, watching the bad little girl in the village and the primitive people eating, drinking, singing and dancing.

With.

"Hello!"

ヾ(⌒?⌒*)?

"Uncle Gordon, do you want to come over and have some too?"

?(?^o^?)?

However, before Gordon could continue to lurk, the troubled little girl discovered him first, and then took the initiative to stand up on the altar and kept waving at him and shouting invitations.

"!

"

Oh haha!

He looked at the troubled little girl waving at him in the distance, and then looked at the people who were watching in confusion, but after discovering him, they immediately became respectful, but they were still holding various kinds of things in their hands.

Such delicacies and canned drinks are so 'primitive' that Gordon really didn't know what to say other than wailing in his heart.

"It's really over now!"

"..."

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Chapter completed!