Tu Man suddenly heard a slight rupture:

"Click..."

A small crack appeared on the mask, and the hair was as subtle as it was, full of artistic feeling...

Fuck, it's over now!

Massage, what quality is this?

Just a little month is shocked, but I haven’t even cracked. You are in a hurry to crack!

Tu Man's powerful heart clenched suddenly, and then jumped up crazily again. Adrenaline began to surge, and cold sweat came out like no money...

Run?

I'm afraid I can't escape!

There are more than 500 meters away from the return capsule. Even if that kid Bogt comes, the mask on the top will explode halfway!

When the face is gone, you will definitely die ugly, and you will definitely!

What should I do?

I remember in "Martian Rescue", Matt Damon used his transparent tape to stick to the crack in his helmet, successfully saving the dog's life, and living a good life...

Tu Man subconsciously touched it and found in despair:

He doesn't have tape!

The spacesuit is very smooth outside, not even a bag!

In fact, even if there is tape, Tu Man's fingers in his space suit are as thick as a carrot, and he can't rub the tape.

Take a step back and even if you can rub it open, you can still stick it on.

Mars is thin and thin, at least it is so elegant that the tape may last for a while.

But the moon is a vacuum!

Get a vacuum to learn about it!

In the face of super high negative pressure, the tape brother may not be able to delay the effect of a little bit of delay...

From this point of view, it’s all dead!

"God's Tape!"

Tu Man muttered and complained, regaining his usual calmness.

He reached out and turned off the oxygen supply system. He also considered relieving the pressure of the spacesuit, or the pressure difference would be smaller?

However, cracks do not wait for anyone.

The deadly "hair" is spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, "crying", "crying" sound is like the summoning of the god of death...

At this time, the communicator came from the Houston Space Center:

"Tu Man, please complete the task as soon as possible!"

Finish your uncle!

These Gua Pi actually completely ignored Tu Man's insults and continued to issue orders in such a neutral and peaceful tone?

The little mouse is the little mouse, it’s so damn!

Tu Man bent a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth and reached his hand towards the air valve.

"Bang..."

The mask suddenly exploded!

Countless fragments shot out forward!

The huge reaction force pushed Tu Man upside down, and his back hit the moon heavily, bounced up again, and then smashed it down again. The moon dust spread everywhere, and sand and stones splashed...

Tu Man's eyes were dark, his ears were buzzing, and something seemed to be spraying out wildly between his mouth and nose!

But he was no longer able to struggle, as if his strength had been drained in an instant, leaving only his body twitching from tight to slow down, like a dying fish...

A huge sapphire hanging in the horizon, crystal clear, beautiful, silent...

Ma Mai Pi. I had known that there was such a gorgeous Yuezang, so I shouldn’t have sent the lieutenant general to see the plastic surgery doctor with his fists!

So I should send him to see that old man Jesus!

In the painful torture, Tu Man's consciousness gradually fell into chaos.

Becoming blurry and chaotic, dissipating little by little...

Suddenly, he felt lighter.

All the pain disappeared completely!?

The vision gradually became clear:

Gradually, Tu Man saw his face getting stiffer and his eyes gradually dissipated...

Huh?

There seems to be something wrong!

Repeat again:

Gradually, Tu Man saw his face getting stiffer and his eyes gradually dissipated...

Tu Man saw his face!

Damn, what happened?

How could I see my face? This is so weird, right?

Tu Man staggered back and looked at his feet—

He has no feet!

Oh no, he doesn't have the second half...

He raised his head in horror.

Oh no, he has no head either!

"Ah! Help..."

Tu Man subconsciously wanted to shout like this.

However, he had no mouth.

Only silent roars remain! Crazy! Unwilling to accept...

After struggling for a long time, Tu Man finally gave up—

Then that's it!

It's better to have nothing than keeping an eye or half an ear or something...

It feels weird and terrible when you think about it!

So, can anyone tell me:

What kind of thing am I now!

A piece of freely moving-

Perspective?
Chapter completed!