Although the young scientist Mr. Lu Bixing is a strange man who knows nothing and falls in love in the experimental report every day, he also has strong action, adventurous spirit, and fearlessness who dares to gain a goal.

At this time, he sensitively sensed Lin Jingheng's discomfort, and soon found the fun of teasing and being flirting with his own knowledge. He immediately decided to swear by his nose - Lu Bixing suddenly took a step forward and hugged Lin Jingheng.

Lin Jingheng: “…”

This was actually just a moment of impulse and joke. Lu Bixing wanted to see his even more uncomfortable appearance, but Lin Jingheng's touch was not as he imagined. His chest was a little hard, his waist was thinner than visually measured, and his back was very straight. The most important thing was that this body, which looked like a sculpture, had temperature. The temperature not only stayed on the surface of the skin, but also soaked in the clothes, quietly radiating to the surroundings. Lu Bixing was recklessly hugged him, and immersed him in it like a catastrophe.

Lu Bixing's scalp exploded, and his whole body felt a little numb. He even smelled the faint smell of rum between the man's lips and teeth... It was vague because Lin Jingheng later held his breath.

Then, Lu Bixing heard a "crack" sound - General Lin took a step back and leaned back, and his too stiff joints protested at them.

Lu Bixing was afraid that he would break himself apart for a while. Although he was not satisfied, he still reluctantly let go and retreated to a safe distance. He said as if nothing had happened: "I didn't expect you to be so gentle."

Lin Jingheng was slapped on the face by a gentle card, and wanted to be arrogant and curse him, but he had never put on the general's poem in front of Lu Bixing, so a flash of hug was certainly not an offense, and there was no reason to get angry.

Lin Jingheng took a few deep breaths, had no choice but to be with him as if nothing had happened, and snorted coldly: "I'm just afraid you'll cry."

After saying that, he was eager to restore his stinking virtue of keeping people thousands of miles away, so he turned around and left. At the same time, Lu Bixing breathed a sigh of relief, quietly moved his numb limbs, secretly savoring the hug just now, and felt his heart almost coming out of his chest.

However, just when the two of them were "as if nothing happened", Chong San's medical room opened, and a medical cabin slid out a little, and looked in the direction of Lu Bixing. Zhan Lu's voice sounded: "Principal Lu, I detected that your heart rate was too fast, your blood pressure suddenly increased, and your body temperature fluctuated. Do you need medical services?"

Lu must-win: "…"

Lin Jingheng paused and looked back at him suddenly.

Lu Bixing was extremely embarrassed and turned around and left: "I...I'm going to encrypt the jump point."

The humanoid Zhan Lu walked down from the wall of the Chongsan mecha, looked at Lu Bixing's disappearing back strangely, and began to search his own database silently. After a moment, the artificial intelligence's eyes refocused and suddenly realized: "Sir, after reasonable inference, I came to a conclusion that I can share with you..."

"I don't want to part, you can keep it for yourself." Lin Jingheng sighed, held the empty cup and reached out to him, signaling Zhan Lu to pour him wine.

Zhanlu was well-trained and poured half a glass of wine for him and added ice.

Lu Bixing drove away a small mecha from Chongsan, jumped directly over the jump point and disappeared.

Lin Jingheng had no intention of returning to the base, and floated quietly in the dark universe, his eyes empty, and he sipped the wine in the cup very slowly.

Zhanlu reminded him: "Sir, I have appropriately relaxed my dietary requirements based on your physical recovery, but if you continue to ask for alcohol, I'm afraid you will be a bit overdose today."

Lin Jingheng said absent-mindedly: "Well, take back the wine cabinet, don't want it."

He drinks and smokes, but he is not addicted to it. He is purely accustomed to the veterans and gangsters after a long time. If he has it, he will have a few sips, and he will not get rid of it. During the fasting stage, he can drink without drinking it, and as long as he is on the mecha, he will never get any open flames.

Lu Bixing's little boy made a prank and asked him what he liked to eat while he was fasting. Lin Jingheng never answered because he himself didn't know what was convenient for him to eat, and what nutritionist stipulated that he would eat.

He doesn't like reading novels and hates boring social interactions. When he is in the Silver Fortress, he blocks all non-military and political news. He knows Yevgenia in the entire entertainment industry. The last time he watched a movie was more than 20 years ago. That movie was participated in the investment and filming of the Alliance Military Commission and promoted the feelings of the Military Commission. For the sake of the market, the military needs to send several good-looking officers to the storefront. During the premiere, the old Marshal Woolf sent a team of personal soldiers and held him to the premiere with a gun, let him sit there and take photos of others. After taking pictures, he slept for more than two hours.

The only entertainment is the mecha's own mini-game. Occasionally, when performing long interstellar missions, he will have a few games with mecha. The most common one is "blasting the building". A virtual building icon will appear randomly within the spiritual network and disappear quickly. The driver must keep up within the specified time and blow up the virtual icon. This is a mini-game for training mental power. If the human-machine match is not high, he will die in a while... Oh, yes, the blow-up target set by Lin Jingheng is a photo of the Alliance Parliament Building.

Lin Jingheng suddenly said, "I am a pretty boring person, right?"

"According to human standards, we can't say that," Zhanlu thought for a while and commented fairly, "You are still very energetic when you are mean."

Lin Jingheng smiled bitterly: "Okay, what you mean is, I'm just simply unbearable."

"You are indeed not a good person to get along with," Zhanlu tilted his head. "Sir, you look a little distressed, just as much as Miss Penny confessed to you for the first time."

Lin Jingheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and without saying a word, he drank all the wine at the bottom of the glass.

Zhanlu continued: "It is said that when humans choose partners, they often have an ideal type in their hearts. According to my observation, your ideal type should be a type close to Miss Penny."

Lin Jingheng had no time to swallow a sip of wine, almost choked into his lungs, lowered his head and coughed in a dark place, and said, "Why don't I know about this?"

"You are very good to Miss Penny, far beyond your patience and friendliness to others. You will protect her as much as possible, take care of her feelings, and have hardly said rude things to her, and even slandered her - this is not easy for you." Zhan Lu stated rationally and well-foundedly, "I feel sorry for your loss when Beijing beta star died."

Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, his eyes seemed to look into the direction of Beijing Star through Chongsan's spiritual network, but there was only a black piece and nothing could be seen. The disappearing person was like evaporating water, and from then on there was no trace in the sea of ​​stars. Lin Jingheng rotated the transparent glass and whispered: "I don't like Penny, I refused. I actually have nothing to say to her."

When he was with Penny, he always felt like he was taking a new star chronicle class at Ulan Academy. He was always distracted and had to be careful not to be seen, which hurts the girl's self-esteem and is very tired.

"I'm mainly..." Lin Jingheng paused and thought about the words, "Thanks her for being like me, not many people like me."

"This statement is not fair. Miss Yevgenia's confession is more intense than Miss Penny," said Zhan Lu. "That year, she got off the stage and came to see you. I saved the relevant data and thought that her physiological characteristics at that time were similar to those of Principal Lu just now. You have never expressed gratitude to her."

The last two sentences blocked Lin Jingheng's heart into his throat. He said weakly: "Yevgenia is the socialite of the Alliance Parliament, and the backstage is the Management Committee. A heartbeat twice is nothing to her. A parliamentary seat and a week's headlines will make her heart beat faster."

"Well, you agree with the saying 'politics can pollute love'. It seems that your emotional view is conservative and consistent." Zhanlu took his cup and cleaned it. "What about your personal guard, Mr. Lord, in the Silver Fortress?"

Lin Jingheng was stunned: "What?"

"The chief guard is introverted and not good at speaking, but every time he passes by you, his heart rate will rise from 10% to 15%," Zhan Lu unconsciously lets out a □□ and said calmly, "His eyes are always following you. Every time he leaves your office, he will look back at you before bringing him to the door."

Lin Jingheng looked at him blankly for a moment.

Zhanlu nodded very humanely: "Okay, judging from your expression, in your eyes, except that you can't splash ashes on him, there is no difference between the Chief Guard and Artificial Intelligence - I really regret Mr. Lord, I hope he is well now."

Lin Jingheng leaned on the back of the chair irritably and breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that chatting with Zhan Lu could not relieve it, so he could only make things worse, so he ignored him.

Lu Bixing repaired the loopholes in the anti-tracking system with extremely high efficiency and quickly organized a second exercise... torture.

The second exercise lasted fifty minutes, and it still ended with three teams losing points together. Lin Jingheng found a new loophole in actual combat. When it was closer, a team of teams of the size of the Golden Warriors would produce a little weak energy siphon. The team was used to hugging each other and dared not evacuate, so Lin Jingheng caught him right away.

The highlight of this exercise was Saturday - as the spokesperson for Lin Jingheng's daydreaming fool, Saturday implemented his whimsical imagination. He didn't get enough of the lessons last time, but this time he actually dared to take the initiative, and he became more and more courageous as he setbacks... Of course, bravery is useless, and his fate is still very miserable.

The third exercise lasted for an hour and thirty minutes. This time, Lin Jingheng did not fire at all because the weasel tried to cheat. The night before the exercise began, he slipped into the mecha station and planned to install a gadget in Chongsanli, hoping to use this to monitor Lin Jingheng's mecha operations during the exercise.

Obviously, Mr. Weasel knew nothing about Zhan Lu, and actually tried to challenge contemporary top technology with his ancestral chicken stealing method. Lin Jingheng did not make any statement, but taught him a lesson at the beginning of the exercise. Zhan Lu used the hidden communication port to return. Lin Jingheng took the opportunity to take away the weasel's spiritual network. The three teams looked at Chong San who was still moving, as if they were facing a great enemy. He didn't know that a wooden horse was in the middle. Finally, General Lin wore the weasel's vest and tricked the three teams together thousands of miles away, allowing them to retreat in the killing of each other. He personally demonstrated to Weasel and others that it is okay to be deceiving, but you have to read more books.

The weasel's Iron Face Rider ranked last in score and was sent to a remote patrol.

In the fourth exercise, the anti-tracking system has been improved seamlessly. At this time, the Golden Warriors and the Iron-Faced Rider have learned their lessons and hid in the depths of the anti-tracking system, intending to just endure for four and a half hours. Lin Jingheng fought several times and had roughly understood the nature of these people. He went around in the maze-like waterway and sold a flaw, leading to Saturday. Saturday may be a suicide squad member who was delayed by his background. Although he experienced countless times of being deprived of the spirit net, his courage to score from General Lin is still immortal.

Lin Jingheng fulfilled him, cut the Self-Defense Forces into ruin, and despicable use of spiritual networks to force them to explain the coordinates of the other two teams during the holiday.

From this day on, Lin Jingheng seemed to have set his sights on the Self-Defense Force. Every time he entered the exercise field, he would first use the Self-Defense Force to take action. The other two teams would clean up, causing the Self-Defense Force to dive straight in scores, becoming a long-term bottom and professional long-range patrolman.

On Saturday, they had been stranded in space ten days away for two weeks, as if they had transformed into satellites at the base.

When Lu Bixing came to give them supplies, he found that the group of mechas of the Self-Defense Forces was floating like a floating corpse, dead and without morale. He either gathered together to play cards online in groups or played the game of mechas boredly. On Saturday, he didn't even organize the routine physical training. He drove the autonomous driving and slept in the cabin.

Lu Bixing asked for a communication three times and no one paid attention to it, so he had to take over the spirit net of the mecha on Saturday, put a heart-wrenching heavy metal dance music in the cabin, and then turned off the imitation gravity system unethically. Zhou Saturday was dreaming about his head covering, but was awakened by the natural disaster music. He was so scared that he slapped himself in bed, and then he slapped himself into the sky in a weightless state. He couldn't stop and turned around at a constant speed for eighteen times, almost fainting.

"Good morning, Brother Zhou Liu," Lu Bixing greeted him with full vitality, "The dance posture is quite graceful - just change the flowery pants."

Saturday roared angrily: "Give me the spiritual net back, I'm going to vomit!"

However, in the end, he only spitted out two mouthfuls of sour water, and there was no other stock in his empty stomach.

"Yesterday? I didn't eat last night. I drank two sips of wine and fell asleep. I was about to vomit when I compressed nutritious food." Saturday washed my face, "I almost forgot what the rice I took out of the pot tasted."

"It is normal for interstellar long-range patrol missions to last for several months," Lu Bixing said. "You have to learn to adapt."

Saturday sneered: "Don't, people are trying hard to defend their country, but I am trying hard to be exiled to the army."

Lu Bixing was stunned, then looked at Zhou Liu's face from the communicator: "Don't you think Lin is targeting you, do you?"

"No," Shuyi shrugged, "I can't beat me, probably just think I'm better off dealing with it and doing it every time. What am I? I don't have much ability, and I can't even get together."

Lu Bixing: "Maybe he just wants to hand over the remote patrol mission to you..."

"Leave the remote daze mission to me. What is the difference between this ghost place and a small dark room? Come on, send the prison food, push the dog food over." He interrupted on Saturday, pushed the fisherman away, and prepared to receive supplies. "After that, Mr. Lu, don't come to deliver food in the future. Go back and find another group of people to patrol. Stay for one more night today, and tomorrow I will take my brothers back to the flight. When I go back, I will disband the Self-Defense Force to avoid torture others and torture myself."

"Give up?"

"I admit defeat. I didn't listen to you at that time. It was because I was too naive. The old saying is right. Only by working hard can you know that you are not the material." Saturday's dead pig shrugged his shoulders without fear of boiling water, and watched the supplies package pushing the mecha without any odor. He suddenly said, "Is the stinky sister dead? Or have you locked up?"

Lu Bixing was stunned.

"Why, am I that stupid in your eyes?" Zhou Liu asked indifferently, "But it doesn't matter. I was raised by him in name, but in fact, he just threw me into the base for himself for so many years. When he grew up and worked for him, it had nothing to do with me. There were probably other people in the base who guessed it, and they didn't say anything. One person... a group of people, without dignity, and only when they are alive, the true nature of life is cold. Sister Stinky is such a person, and we are the same who make a living under his hands."

The people in this base, like the people at the bottom of the feudal society in the long-term feudal society on Earth, struggle from dawn to dark every day, and their joys, anger, sorrow, sorrow, and happiness were forced into a very narrow line by food and clothing. I have never heard of what "civilization" is, and I don't care whether the emperor is a pig or a dog, and it takes a day to survive.

"Don't kill him or abuse him, don't worry, it's just that it's not convenient for him to show up." Lu Bixing said, "They falsely accused you of murdering Mr. Spencer..."

"They just made an excuse, and some people said that I had slept with a stinky sister." Zhou Liu shook his head and laughed, "You are... oh, I don't know what to say about you, why do you still take everything to your heart?"

The two of them were silent for a while, stood up on Saturday and went to sort out the package of supplies: "But I did think about lifting my sister down before. I will take care of this base. I was ignorant at the time and felt that I was better than him at least. Now I understand."

Lu Bixing frowned and looked at Zhou Saturday's thin back through the communication screen.

"These grandsons in the base are helpless. The way of raising pigs in the stinky sister is the most suitable for them. I am also a pig, but I just think I can fly."

Space will amplify negative emotions and is not a good place to talk to each other. Lu Bixing had to go back to the base first, intending to cancel the next exercise temporarily, and wait until they return to the flight on Saturday before going to talk to him.

However, when he returned to the mecha station, he had not yet landed, and had already touched the spiritual network that Zhanlupu had unfolded.

This time, Zhan Lu did not restrain himself at all, and the spiritual net that covered the sky and the sun was stretched to the maximum, almost breathless. He connected several transition points from afar, and then spread to a farther place through the transition points. Lu Bixing was shocked and looked up at the calendar, and found that the date of the next day was circled out with a marker.

The three-month agreement has expired.

Lin Jingheng has already constructed remote communications, and after midnight, he will start sending signals to the outside world.

This means that the peace of the base will turn into a bird's nest on a cliff, and there will be an instant danger of overturning.

These days, Lin Jingheng hasn't said anything, but in fact he has been helping him train troops. After a long time, Lu Bixing almost had an illusion that he had been moved.
Chapter completed!