Chapter 390 (1/2)

You are my little desert. Dig a sand pit and bury yourself... Hao Zhi whispers outdated pop songs while digging a hole. It's easy to dig because the sand layer is soft.

When he dug five or six meters deep, Hao Zhi began to gasp: ”shit, they all say that astronauts are a tall career. Why do I have to work in the field when I get to Mars?”

Professor Naduo and LeLe laughed when they heard him complain while working.

”Thirty meters, why do I suddenly think of a word and dig my own grave! I'll dig a pit and bury myself with the battery. It's really hard and tired. When will this thing be dug...”

”Save your energy and mumble. You'll have to jump back later!”

Hao Zhi gasps for breath. He is so tired that his back hurts. From time to time, he straightens up and beats his back. By the way, he takes a look at the depth displayed by the navigation watch he is wearing. It is already 15 meters, and there is still half the depth.

A big pit 30 meters deep, a huge inverted cone as high as a ten story building, is a very arduous task to dig out by one person.

When Hao Zhi dug more than 20 meters deep, he felt that he couldn't move. His arms were so sour that he could hardly lift them up. He only dared to fill half of the shovel with the sand he dug. Now he didn't dare to fill half of the cloth bag he had filled every time. He had to take heavy steps, drag the cloth bag that sank like a mountain, climb to the edge of the pit and fall on the edge of the sand pile like a hill, With a long sigh, he returned to the bottom of the pit with an empty cloth bag.

The less he loaded, the more he worked, the more tired he was. Although his clumsy spacesuit was not heavy, it affected his activities, which made him a little angry.

”Ma, what about the tall space operation? What about the long-distance space travel and double flight vacation? Did future generations write that when they recorded it in history? Hao Moumou, the founder of human civilization, personally dug a huge pit 30 meters deep, then tired himself into a dead dog, and finally died with the nuclear bomb?”

Many professors and LeLe couldn't reach out, so they had to turn to the microphone to encourage him. Come on, come on, hold on! Stick to the last few shovels

The sound of refueling was like chanting scriptures. Hao Zhi's single was circulating in his ear, which made him a little unbearable. Finally, he was so angry that he threw the iron shovel far away, just sat at the bottom of the pit and gasped. I... I can't do it anymore! Either of you can do it. Don't just stand and talk. It doesn't hurt your back

”Hao Zhi, hold on for the last time, it's already 28 meters!” the professor encouraged him in a loud voice.

”You old tin box! Who are you kidding?” Hao Zhi looked at the measuring device on his wrist. ”It's only 21 meters. Do you think I'm stupid?”

Professor Naduo covered the microphone with his hand and laughed with Lele. Accidentally, the microphone was not covered tightly. Hao Zhi clearly heard the two people giggling in his headset. His nose was almost out of breath.

He stood up, grabbed the shovel and shoveled it toward the bottom of the bunker again. He heard a local noise, sparks splashed, and the huge recoil force bounced Hao Zhi back to the ground, numbing his wrists.

Did you dig into the core of the earth? Hao Zhi muttered and got up again. I'm a god man. I wouldn't dig so fast

In the sand, a triangular piece of metal slanted out, sharp, like a corner of a mobile phone.