"Sir." Zhan Lu's voice broke into the mecha's spiritual net, like a small stone, causing fine ripples.

Lin Jingheng briefly retracted his consciousness scattered in the darkness: "How much has it been recovered?"

“5%.

"Can you contact Bai Yinjiu for me?"

Zhanlu paused: "Sorry, sir, I don't have enough energy to search and locate the other party within the interstellar range. Do you want to experience my 'extreme function'?"

The extreme state refers to the state where the power is lower than a certain value and most of the mecha functions are forced to be turned off. Zhanlu is now in a special situation. If his fuselage is also there, it will not be powered off easily. Because once a super-time and space heavy mecha is insufficient in energy, it usually means that the plane is destroyed and the people are killed on the interstellar battlefield.

The limiting function of the mecha is usually the only function left when both the human and the mecha are left in one breath. The advanced mecha cores of the mecha have many personalized designs. The function setting of the limiting function of the mecha usually expresses the view of death of the mecha owner.

Lin Jingheng has not studied what Zhanlu’s limit function is, so he asked: “Start up, what is your limit function?”

Zhan Lu replied: "Chall with you."

Lin Jingheng: “…”

What kind of brain-dead function! This is not good to use Er Mobile A.

Zhanlu's ex-owner is a man of romantic nature. The limit function set for Zhanlu's legendary mecha is chatting, maybe he wants to chat with another five dollars when he is about to die.

"If I change my career to become a designer one day, I will definitely produce the core artificial intelligence mecha that is dumb." Lin Jingheng asked, "Can the custom limit function be changed?"

"Yes," Zhan Lu's voice shook slightly in the vast mecha spirit network, "You have all my permissions."

"Then change it to..." Lin Jingheng paused, and suddenly the words were exhausted.

If death is coming, what does he want?

This question is too simple. Lin Jingheng is so old that he dare not say that he knows others. At least he knows himself. He can answer without thinking. He is about to die. Of course, he wants to kill more and earn one. If possible, he hopes that the ultimate function of his mecha is a suicide explosion.

But...this second mobile phone A was left to him by that person.

He remembered that night, it rained heavily in Ulan College, so it should be a Tuesday.

Ulan College covers an area of ​​6,500 square kilometers, which is almost the area of ​​a medium-sized city. Half of it is the school building and the other half is a forest planned when the school was founded. More than two hundred years, a generation has not passed, and the forests are already towering. In order to maintain environmental humidity and water circulation, it is noon to midnight every Tuesday, which is the self-study time of Ulan College, and the school will arrange rain in a concentrated manner.

At that time, Lu Xin was under house arrest for investigation, and the mecha Zhanlu was blocked in Ulan Academy.

On the evening thirty-three years ago, Lin Jingheng received news that the Trinity Alliance Parliament issued a secret arrest warrant against Lu Xin.

He stole Zhanlu's mecha core and used the space field in the laboratory to break through the access control, hoping to rush to Lu Xin.

The civilian manned space field itself is used in an emergency, which will bring great burden to the human body - not to mention that he is still a semi-finished product without any protective measures, and he jumped three times in a row with inaccurate positioning. He jumped four times with the semi-finished space field. When he fell near the Lu family, his spine was seriously damaged and he no longer felt below his waist. He crawled over step by step with the rain from Ulan College.

At that time, he was about the same age as the boys next to him who spent money to find someone to write a checkup. He was young and frivolous, with empty minds, and filled with a lot of crazy thoughts and a lot of water.

Lu Xin was frightened by his accident that fell from the sky, so he quickly transferred to the emergency cabin and cursed: "How did the watering water from Ulan College penetrate your mind?"

Lin Jingheng struggled to hand him the mecha core of Zhanlu: "There is no time left, Zhanlu is here, you can pick up any mecha and leave first!"

When Lu Xin heard this, he was furious and replied: "Get out of here."

Then he was forcibly stuffed into a capsule-like first aid cabin.

Nutrient solution and medicine with analgesic effects penetrated into his body, and the severe pain began to numb. Lin Jingheng soon began to feel his body. Through the transparent first aid hatch, he found that in such a deep middle of the night, Lu Xin was dressed neatly and changed into a very grand military uniform.

He had a vague premonition in his heart, but he couldn't move at all.

A tall and thin shadow walked out from behind him, and was General Lu's adjutant.

"Go and pick up a car," Lu Xin ordered the adjutant, "After a while, you can secretly send this kid back to Ulan College and look for Dr. Lance from the school hospital. He owed me a favor before and knew what to do."

The adjutant saluted and pushed up the small emergency cabin: "I will always be loyal to you."

"That is my greatest honor in my life." Lu Xin lowered his head and returned the gift, then raised his hand and patted the first aid cabin a few times, and said to the young man who was about to lose consciousness, "I have a lot of things in my mind that I can't understand - too many, so many that I can't support this stall anymore. I will leave Zhanlu for you, leave you for the alliance, and in the future..."

The words became more and more distant, more and more blurry, like an illusion of him. Lin Jingheng always felt that he heard Lu Xin's sigh that day, and then a vague sentence...

"When will you grow up?"

When he woke up again, Lin Jingheng had been secretly sent back to Ulan College. He was locked in a closed first aid cabin. School doctor Dr. Lance told the public that he had made a mistake in his experiment. Because of the infection, he needed to be hospitalized and isolated. He was like a vampire covered in a coffin. He frantically bumped into the first aid cabin door and cleaved the gaps in the door. Every finger was bleeding. Then he recovered from the potion in the first aid cabin and was locked up for three days.

Three days later, the weather has changed outside.

It is said that Lu Xin fled that night in an illegal mecha and was chased by the Alliance Guard to the heart of the Rose. Three heavy missiles hit the fuselage at the same time, and the people and the mecha broke into dust in the vast universe.

The adjutant who sent him to Ulan Academy retained his loyalty and committed suicide, leaving a thick blood mark in the Eden system, which is said to have eliminated human suicide.

The alliance tried every means to get rid of Lu Xin, a big trouble, and the "big trouble" left Zhan Lu to the alliance, and finally failed to use the function of "talking a few words before death".

I think I must be dead lonely.

Zhan Lu waited for a long time, but before he could find out what he said, so he automatically analyzed the database and asked according to his preference: "Sir, do you need to change my limit function to self-destruction preparation?"

"No." Lin Jingheng said, "Just be quieter."

If there really is one day, he probably won't be willing to blow up Zhan Lu.

“I can still sing.”

"Don't sing, shut up."

Zhan Lu was obediently silent for five minutes, and at this time, new information popped up on the medical system on the mecha.

Zhan Lu: "Mr., Principal Lu's skull fracture was detected, accompanied by a relatively serious concussion and myocardial damage. It is speculated that he was hit by a homologous chip when using an illegal chip."

"He is really a talented person to do so much in less than a day." Lin Jingheng looked at Lu Bixing in the medical room through the Mecha Spirit Network. "There are no such dedicated experimental products in the Poison Nest."

For some reason, Lu Bixing seemed to be more painful than ordinary people, his face was pretty good, and even a bit like a hippie smile.

As a non-medical worker, Lin Jingheng didn't see anything, so he said: "Is he serious?"

"The third-degree injury, moderate degree," Zhanlu replied precisely, "It takes about an hour to repair the injury."

Although this mecha is just a small mecha, the equipment is quite good and the medical conditions are good. Generally speaking, as long as the brain is not all over the ground, the problem is not serious.

"But I noticed that Principal Lu seemed to have some special protective device implanted in his brain," Zhan Lu said. "This protective device is very hidden. If it weren't for the attack of the same-original chip, the protective device was forced to bear some damage. I might not be able to detect its existence until now. You see, the medical equipment on the mecha treats it as a skull injury, and I need to fix this error."

Lin Jingheng squinted slightly - a special protective device was implanted in his brain, which sounded like a fight against the Garden of Eden. This is normal, because the one-eyed eagle is a persecuted paranoia and is full of hostility towards the alliance. Since his son is a creature with legs, he may not be able to roam into the seven major galaxies one day. It is reasonable to say that he wants to prevent problems before they happen.

But... he once asked Zhan Lu to do a full-body scan of Lu Bixing three times.

Zhan Lu didn't scan it out three times? When did the old Persian cat have such skills in his hands?

Through the spiritual network, Lin Jingheng saw that one of Lu Bixing's legs was tilted unnaturally, and the crushed kneecap was being repaired.

The one-eyed eagle stood beside him with a deep face, and Lu Bixing was sweating coldly, and could even laugh: "Scientific research requires a certain amount of dedication. Look, although Nobel was killed, it has been famous for the ages. To this day, Votto is still awarding this prize. I will also give you two trophys to play with."

"Get out, play with the ball." One-eyed Hawk cursed him, "I'll turn on the automatic anesthesia system for you."

"No, moderate pain helps to think," Lu Bixing said indifferently, "This is where it goes, farther than when I was a child."

Lin Jingheng, who was immoral and listened to the wall, was stunned and thought to himself: "When I was a child?"

The one-eyed eagle has no silver attitude here, and the invisible brain protection device...

Lin Jingheng tightened his fingers and pressed his voice and said, "Zhan Lu, since the protective device is damaged, can you pass it now and do a local genetic test for his brain?"

"I can give it a try."

Lin Jingheng suddenly stood up and walked around the place as if he couldn't sit still.

At this time, the mecha that was driving along the automatic route suddenly issued an alarm. Lin Jingheng, who was already a little restless, hopped his eyes. A large-scale energy fluctuation was detected outside the mecha spirit network, as if the waves were shaken by the deep-sea tsunami, one wave higher than the other.

"Stop automatic navigation," Lin Jingheng said softly, "report the status of the mecha."

"The defense system is seriously damaged and cannot be turned on, the weapon system is normal, the backup energy system cannot be detected, the remaining energy core power is 50%--"

"Alarm, alarm, is close to the heavy weapon scanning range!"

"What are you doing?" The one-eyed eagle came out of the medical room, and then he frowned, "There are large-scale armed forces nearby? Whose people?"

Lin Jingheng: "Open the disguise."

The small mecha drifting in the Xinghai turned into a merchant ship with a not-stunning appearance, because it was thrown away half of the fuselage when it left the space station, and it was very well equipped with fakes and reals.

However, Lin Jingheng's frown did not open, and then ordered: "Prepare for a jump."

One-eyed Hawk: "Don't be nervous, not touching small merchant ships below a thousand tons is the rule of the Eighth Galaxy."

Lin Jingheng ignored him and the jump process quickly entered the countdown.

The one-eyed eagle said dissatisfiedly: "You..."

At this moment, the entire mecha shook hard, and the nursing compartment and medical room were automatically protected at the same time. The one-eyed eagle almost didn't stand firm. He caught a glimpse of a burning light in the dark universe, and the fuselage was burned with a corner!

The other party actually attacked them without saying a word.
Chapter completed!