For the next three days, Arthur still didn't hear the girl's voice coming from the little expert. His spirits were not very good these days. After the preparatory school classes ended, he passed through the hall as usual, intending to go to the roundabout of the observation deck.

Look at the scenery outside the spacecraft from the large curved portholes.

Along the way, several pieces of news came from time to time among the little experts, some of which came from Sol.

"Are you going to create something these two days? I got a piece of paper, but the size is relatively small. It's 16k drawing paper. If you are interested, I will find time to send it to the preparatory school."

Paper?

The ancients said that paper in Luoyang was expensive. Nowadays, it is really not easy to get a piece of paper on the Mir. A piece of fine-grained paper appeared in the market recently and sold for 300 light stones.

Not only on Mir, a piece of paper can be sold for as high as 300 light stones, but on the United Airlines trading platform, the price of paper products is also increasing year by year.

Things are rare and valuable. The paper used by humans comes from trees. After leaving the earth, the trees will no longer be found. Without trees, there will be no pulp, and of course it is impossible to produce paper.

The raw materials of paper produced later are already some soft fibers, which are completely soulless compared with the original paper with wood fragrance.

"Well, if your painting is re-drawn on paper, the effect will be better."

"that......"

"Don't hesitate. I'll leave this piece of paper with you. I'll bring it to you when I go to the prep school to have coffee with you."

Arthur did not continue to reply. He looked at other messages, most of which were related to the paintings he had sold before.

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Outside the porthole, it was pitch black, and the mirror reflected his face and the long passage behind him.

There was no one around, so Arthur opened the little expert and asked, "Are you there?"

It was an upsetting silence that had been the case for the past few days.

Whether it's day or night.

Arthur kept recalling the last words the girl said and felt how she felt at that time.

"I'm trapped, why is my sky full of rocks?"

She must have been very scared at that time. What does a sky full of stones look like?

Arthur suddenly thought that maybe it was not the sky, but some mountains, and she might be in a cave in a certain mountain range.

If it is a cave, it may indeed be surrounded by rocks. It is not unreasonable for the girl to think that her sky has turned into rocks.

How can a girl survive if she is trapped in a cave?

The more he thought about it, the more Arthur felt that he knew nothing about this girl.

"Are you still here? I've been waiting for you for several days, and I'm very worried."

After finishing speaking, Arthur prayed in his heart. He didn't know what he should pray to, the gods or the universe itself.

At this time, if you are a member of a certain church, your mood may be simpler.

"Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?"

Suddenly, the girl's weak voice sounded again.

Arthur immediately replied, "Yes, I am, someone can hear me."

"It's you?"

The girl recognized Arthur's voice, which made him very happy.

Turning his back and leaning against the porthole, the universe became the background behind him, and all his attention was on the girl.

"It's me, we talked before."

"Ah, I see, you are the only one."

The poetic expressions came back, and Arthur smiled happily, no longer feeling how awkward these poetic sentences sounded.

"Well, maybe I'm the only one in the universe who can hear your voice."

"This is destiny."

"Yes, it's destined."

"That's great." The girl's voice was louder than before.

"I suddenly want to know, where are you?"

"Me? I don't know either." The girl replied.

"I don't know? How can a person not know where he is?"

"Why not? What I know - very little."

Arthur suddenly thought that the girl might be an orphan, a child abandoned by her parents, or she might have her own reasons for not wanting to tell others where she was.

But it's also possible that she doesn't exist at all?

It's just a program among small experts.

Thinking of this, most of Arthur's worries suddenly disappeared, and he was no longer anxious to understand the girl's mood. The chat between the two returned to the simplicity and calmness before.

"Are there any trees around you?"

"Tree? What does it look like?"

Arthur described the shape of the tree to the girl. It was tall, with deep roots, lush branches and leaves, and...

"what else?"

Facing the girl's curiosity, Arthur realized that his knowledge of trees was so lacking that he could hardly describe more to the girl.

The girl thoughtfully said: "It would be great if I could see it."

"See?"

"I mean - it would be great if I could see Arthur's paintings, or see the pictures in Arthur's mind."

"Do you have any tools there? For example, a database or something like that, or a computer."

"What did you just say?" The girl was troubled.

"Sorry, I don't know. Your world and mine are probably different. I shouldn't use what I know to speculate on your world."

"Thank you, but I really don't know what you are talking about. It sounds interesting."

"So what's around you?"

Arthur suddenly felt the urge to get to know the girl again.

who is she?

Where is she?

Does she exist for real?

All the questions about girls are condensed into three simple sentences.

"Who are you?" Arthur murmured.

"Who am I? You mean name?"

"Yes, you can say that."

"I didn't give myself a name."

"Did you choose the name for yourself?"

Arthur's name was given by his mother, and his father's name retained the surname of primitive humans, a surname from a large eastern country. His surname was Lin, so Arthur's full name was Arthur Lin.

Se is taken from the same sound in her mother's name, which is Catherine.

Arthur told this to the girl. The girl listened carefully and said frequently, "This is so amazing. From now on, when I see water droplets smaller than bubbles, I will call them little bubbles."

"Can."

"Where are the stones around you? Are they still there?"

"I seemed to have fallen asleep. I don't know how long it took. When I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by patches of green sky, with varying degrees of green, golden, and clear blue.

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"Piece by piece? What does it look like?"

On what planet does the sky change like this? Sometimes it is red, and sometimes it is patches of green in varying degrees.

"It's just like--"

"Like it's pieced together? Maybe it was originally a whole piece?"

"Eh? It seems to be what you said."

"But I'm not talking about the sky."

"Isn't it? What does the sky look like over there Arthur?"

"Am I here?"

Arthur smiled bitterly, "The sky here is full of stars."
Chapter completed!