After a pretty pleasant meal, Alvin established a preliminary contact with the guys who called themselves "Guardians of the Galaxy".

I don’t know if it’s because of the universe, Alvin has to relieve his anxiety by doing more things.

Space navigation, especially on this small boat of Peter Quill, is really not as pleasant as people think.

Small, depressing, the most annoying thing is that there is always a weird smell here...

There is also the anxiety of not knowing where I am always troubled Alvin...

It is a bit too difficult for Alvin to use the stars in the distance as a reference object to calculate his course and speed.

Apart from the initial acceleration, he couldn't even feel the spacecraft moving.

But the Rocket Raccoon told Alvin that they were accelerating...

There is no need for huge driving force. In the universe environment, as long as the third cosmic speed reaches the speed of the universe, it can continue to accelerate while resisting the gravity of the astral body.

In theory, this acceleration can continue to a very fantastic speed...

Alvin didn't have much interest in knowing what it was...

However, improving your living environment and allowing you to have a relatively comfortable living space for some time in the future is very important for Alvin who feels uncomfortable.

I've been busy for 12 hours...

Alvin not only cleaned up the entire cabin, he even cleaned up the spacecraft's ventilation system and sprayed a lot of air freshener.

Let the "Corpsy Vine" act as a cleaner and swallow up all the bad things in the spacecraft that may emit a strange smell.

Alvin finally found a small cabin for sleeping...

Watching Alvin with an apron, using terrible biological weapons to clean up the air filtration system of the spacecraft...

Watching Alvin stuff a bunch of useless things into the spaceship’s power furnace…

Seeing Alvin taking out a lot of supplies and redecorating the entire cabin like he was using magic...

Peter Quill touched the Rocket Raccoon beside him and whispered: "I must have hallucinated...

The smell of flowers actually appeared in my spaceship...

Are you sure you are following the Manhattan Tomahawk?"

Rocket Raccoon grinned and looked at Alvin with a dozen eggs, frying them with flour and chopped green onions to create fragrant noodles.

He pushed Peter Quill angrily, and the Rocket Raccoon said contemptuously: "It's the same people on earth, you're simply a shame for them...

Those Nied Vinier meat sauce you made in the microwave are like expired shit!”

As he said that, the Rocket Raccoon rubbed his dirty paws and walked in the fragrant direction, he turned to look at Peter Quill and said, "I like cosmic syndrome, especially the kind of expression that Alvin shows.

No aggressive cosmic syndrome...

His anxiety will make our lives better…

Oh, I love "Cosmic Syndrome" to death!"

Peter Quill inexplicably spread his hands and said, "Wow~

I have only read the problem of ‘Cosmic Syndrome’ in books, which can drive a normal person crazy…

Alvin didn't seem to be abnormal at all, he was just, he was just..."

Gamora rarely put on a small dress and appeared beside Peter Quill. She glanced at the busy Alvin and said to Peter Quill, "If you can kill tens of thousands of people in three hours."

Enemy, will you clean up a spaceship that does not belong to you yourself?"

Peter Quill shook his head without hesitation and said, "Of course not!

Because at that time I would change to a larger and newer spacecraft and hire the most hardworking crew.

Finally, I will stick a note on all the vents, which read: It is forbidden to stuff garbage, snacks, and dead rats into the vents!"

Gamola nodded with her lips and said, "So you see, Alvin is 'abnormal'...

But this is a good thing!”

As he said that, Gamora sorted out his little dress, raised an eyebrow at the sloppy Peter Quill, and said, "But he looks very charming now..."

Peter Quill looked at the "abnormal" Gamora approaching Alvin with great care and kept asking questions to talk to Alvin...

"You are certainly not the only one who hates Alvin's 'abnormal'..."

Peter Quill turned his head and looked at Drax, the "Destroyer" who appeared behind him like a ghost. He nodded in admiration and said, "I always thought Gamora was not a superficial person...

A day ago, I felt that our hearts were connected…”

Drax nodded in agreement and said, "I think so too!

Gamora thinks you are a fool, and you have always been a fool!"

Peter Quill sighed helplessly after hearing this. He decided to end the meaningless conversation and then snatch his girl back...

He turned around and was about to signal the conversation to Drax to end, but he looked at Drax wearing a shirt...

"Oh, fuck! What's going on?

Why do everyone behave abnormally!”

Drax nodded depressedly and said, "You think it's abnormal, right?"

Peter Quill glanced at the clean cabin and suddenly became polite companions. He hugged his head excitedly and said, "Of course!

This is simply crazy!

Why do you need to wear a top?

Well, although I think you should wear a top, but you…”

Drax covered his chest and said a little uncomfortable: "I lost the arm wrestling...

I'm very sad now because my chest is very sensitive.

This is why I don't like Alvin's 'abnormal'...

I would rather fight with a few gargoyles, maybe a red-skinned demon can be added…”

As Drax said that, he glanced at Gamora who was chatting with Alvin. He looked at Peter Quill like a deep wise man and said, "I don't think you and Gamora are suitable...

There are two types of people in this world, one is 'candid dance' and the other is 'candid dance'..."

Peter Quill leaned against the door frame and said helplessly: "My God~

I just felt like I was with you..."

“i’m groot!”

Peter Quill was startled by Groot's sudden appearance, and then looked at the marshmallow in Groot's hand. He raised his hand helplessly and said a little collapsed: "My God, I'm so hard!"

Alvin handed a cup of freshly brewed coffee to Gamora, and he smiled and said, "This is the best gift in the morning!

This is a specialty brought to me by a Jamaican drug dealer from his hometown…”

As he said that, Alvin picked up an exquisite copper pot containing milk and gestured, and said with a smile: "You can adjust it according to your taste...

I personally prefer adding 20% ​​milk and 4 sugar cubes.”

Kamola smiled and prepared her own coffee according to Alvin's recommendation, then held the coffee cup and took a deep breath, and said, "Oh, this is the most fragrant drink I have ever smelled, this is a masterpiece..."

Alvin looked at Gamora and took a sip of coffee like a well-educated noble girl, and then looked at the onion-flavored egg cakes that didn't match the coffee with a very awkward look, showing a look of "

"Havenly salivating" look...

This made Alvin's "Soul of the Chef" very satisfying, but...

Alvin smiled and cut a few fragrant egg cakes on a plate and handed them to Gamora, then said with a smile: “I know I am a little abnormal now.

Maybe I will find a psychologist to see what I have to do after the trip...

But my "kindness" to you is real!

You don't have to please me. Everything I do is what I want to do now, and most of it is for myself..."

As he said that, Alvin glanced at his watch, and then he patted Gamora's shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "It should be 7 am on Earth's New York time, and my children should get up and start.

Have breakfast.

In the past, whenever I had time, I would make some breakfast with my own hands and let everyone change their tastes. Now you are blessed...

Oh, by the way, you're pretty today!

Even in terms of the aesthetics of an earthling, you are a beauty..."

Gamola was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she forgot her purpose a little, but looked at Alvin's back and said, "Thank you~"

Peter Quill took this opportunity to come to Gamora's side and said in confusion: "What did I do wrong?

I used to have a lot of girlfriends, so you were angry?"

Gamora was stunned for 2 seconds before she realized what Peter Quill was saying. She rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "no, Quill, I don't care if you have dated a girl with a spike on her forehead in the past.

~

You get out of the way, I think it will be more pleasant to chat with a gentleman in the early morning!”

Peter Quill spread his hands and said with a proud smile: "You still care about this, right?

Being a girl who is 'Star Lord' makes you a little 'overwhelmed'?"

Gamora rolled her brown pupils out of her eye sockets, leaving only a huge roll of eyes for Peter Quill.

Then she pushed away Peter Quill, who regarded narcissism as a joke, turned around and sat on the dining table with her own breakfast...

Peter Quill watched Gamora sit next to Alvin, and he realized something was wrong...

Alvin, who had a stress response to the universe, also felt something was wrong. He quickly finished breakfast, drank the last little coffee, then looked at Gamora and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do?

I said, if I was in a bad environment, then I wish I was on my friend’s boat…”

After hearing this, Gamola turned his head and looked at the "nebula" locked in the corner. She said with some concern: "What will you do with the "nebula"?
Chapter completed!