The engineering team has two main tasks this time. First, it is to evaluate the current environment of three planets bombed by Prince Kelly. Secondly, it is necessary to repair the old interstellar transport channel and repair the jump point. At the same time, in the war-torn era, safety is also the first priority. They initially planned to arrange multiple military fortresses in the Eighth Galaxy. In this way, any location on the channel will be in a quick call to the police, and the nearest military fortress will be able to jump to the first time, and there will be no longer a long-distance rescue delay of fourteen hours. At present, when the scale of armed arms and troops is very limited, the preliminary planning and design must be very precise, so Captain Elizabeth Tulane personally accompanied him.

Continuous space operations, from guards to engineering team members, all covered up a circle of white space.

On the way back, the angry voice of Captain Tulan's guards sounded on the mecha radio: "Teacher Lu, the mecha is in poor contact now, what's going on! What did you do to my little baby last night? You dare to touch the mecha on the way, are you so angry that you are dissatisfied with desires and holding it crazy!"

Lu Bixing came out of the small bedroom on the second floor of the cabin and scolded several students with a serious face: "White, are you guys? You are in trouble again, why don't you go and help!"

White: "…"

The primary semester of several of them was extended because Lu Bixing believed that the idea of ​​"primary mecha" was very practical.

The night before, the mecha's driving rights were changed to Lu Bixing. Teacher Lu, who was skilled and brave, held the spiritual network by himself, asked the students to dismantle the mecha's power system and main control board, and analyzed the human-computer interactive device while the mecha was driving. Half of it was analyzed. Lin Jingheng had something to do and connected to the mecha's contact. Teacher Lu's on-site teaching was interrupted. The teacher was so stunning that he skipped class temporarily and threw the disassembled mecha to four and a half-baked students.

The commander had to bear the blame, and the cockfighting cock covered White's mouth from behind and took away the wins of the dead house.

Lu Bijie went to the small bar and nodded to Hope, who was watching the fun: "Now these children are getting more and more courageous, and they can't control them anymore, so they laugh."

Hope - the former prophet of the dysfunction society, is also on this mecha.

Lin Jingheng and the others were able to safely retrieve antibodies from the mutant rainbow virus. This charlatan made great contributions. Even under the alliance legal system, he could still be separated by one side. Of course, he could not be locked up anymore.

Hope has no intention of returning to the dysfunctionalism for the time being, and he also knows that he cannot be expected to be grateful to people like Lin Jingheng. General Lin let him go on the surface, but maybe he would die one day. So Hope proposed to bail some believers who have never done anything bad, and consciously accept strict supervision. In addition to taking a bath and going to the toilet, there are electronic cameras to follow. If you don’t go out for anything, you will definitely take advantage of the transportation of the engineering team when you go out, and you will never leave alone. He also uses his specialty to be responsible for managing ecological agriculture, similar to labor reform.

The environmentally friendly ecological agriculture of the dysfunction society is very high, with unique production efficiency and product quality. The first thing the Eight Galaxy needs to solve is the problem of food and clothing. This time Hope brought the first batch of crop inspection samples to Qixing for quality inspection.

Hope smiled, and did not expose him, and took out a somewhat turbid glass bottle: "Homemade wine, not filtered, it looks bad, it tastes okay, can you try it?"

Lu Bixing accepted it happily - the route map shows that they are less than one day away from the Qimingxing Base. Since the ambush of the One-Eyed Eagle and the others, a series of things have made him run around non-stop. He is busy with construction. Lin is suspected to be armed by the Free Army. The two of them have been a coincidence and have been together for a long time. He hasn't seen Lin Jingheng himself, and he is so eager to hum a song on the spot. Not to mention a cup of self-made wine, even if Hope pours him a cup of foot washing water, he can still drink it.

As soon as he ate it, he realized that the thing tasted very special and was actually pretty good. Lu Bixing is a lively and extroverted person and never hesitated to express his appreciation: "Why is it so delicious? Is it still there?"

"Different bacteria, different grains, and subtle environmental changes will produce different flavors, and each bite is unique," Hope said with fairy spirit. "I have some, but there may be subtle differences from this bottle. If you don't mind this, I'll give you two bottles."

As long as Hope speaks, every punctuation mark has to be circulated and sold his views. If you don’t pay attention, you can turn chats into missionary, and you are also a talent.

Lu Bixing pretended not to understand what he meant: "It doesn't matter, I grew up eating nutritional cream, and my tongue is not that clever."

Hope nodded: "Although nutritional creams and nutritional needles prevent people from savoring delicious food, they have indeed saved many lives."

In fact, nutritional creams and nutrition are healthier for the human body. In places like the army, where physical fitness and physical condition are relatively high, it is a very ideal meal replacement. However, it has indeed forced a change of human natural eating habits and has been criticized by food lovers and technology critics. Lu Bixing did not expect that the "prophet" who dysfunctional could accept meal replacements, and looked up at him in surprise.

"Do you think we are all crazy people who oppose social development?" Hope laughed, but then he sighed again, "It makes sense that you think so. There are indeed many people in the organization who are like this. They are against technology and never explore the logic behind it. They abandon the basic ideological system and will easily change their taste as soon as they go to extremes."

Lu Bixing didn’t know what to comment - wouldn’t the dysfunctionalism be an extreme cult organization?

"We just wanted people to stop and reflect on themselves at all times, and not be ruined by their arrogance and impulse," Hope said seriously. "Human civilization seems to be solid, but in fact it is like a broken ship with water leakage on all sides. If you don't keep your guard at all times, it will slid into the darkness and the abyss indulgence."

Lu Bixing nodded in agreement: "For example, now."

"For example, now," Hope said, "in the great interstellar era, the great Eden network devours people's souls, the great interstellar super-time heavy armor can carry weapons to destroy an entire planet, everyone is fighting, and everyone is heading for destruction. You look at these people with different positions and will eventually get along with the mud and sand. This is why we oppose weapons of mass destruction, excessive intervention in transforming nature, and excessive reliance on artificial products."

Lu Bixing took another sip of rice wine. The first time he drank this purely handmade wine, it was very gentle in the mouth, but it was very textured when it was sinking into the stomach. A layered warm feeling spreads, and the aftertaste was not very perfect, a little bitter, but it seemed more special.

Hope said: "The Alliance's declaration of freedom was so great. In less than three hundred years, the life of a mortal has not yet passed, and it has fallen to this point. Why? Does it have nothing to do with the Garden of Eden? Once the Garden of Eden is destroyed, someone will immediately spread drugs against it. I heard that they have already reached the Eighth Galaxy. Many families will be destroyed in the future. Isn't this the crystallization of human wisdom? We have heard the bells of hell, but we still don't repent and keep sliding down. Indeed, some madmen in the organization have mastered the right to speak, but isn't the alliance crazy? Isn't Eden crazy? You can't think they are normal just because they have many madmen and loud voices."

"You make sense," Lu Bixing nodded without comment. "Maybe you are right, maybe you are wrong, maybe look at the future, in the history we live in, you have a brief foresight, and for a longer time, you have become short-sighted people ridiculed by future generations. On the long river of history, you see different scenery from each angle. I don't know if you should agree with you, because it is amazing that I can live for two or three hundred years, and this life and death are not enough to verify a conclusion."

Hope: "Highly."

"There's no way," Lu Bixing spreads his hands. "My job is to keep trying and making mistakes, keep getting excited about new ideas, and then deny them by yourself in the exploration. Over time, your views on "right and wrong" will be much more conservative. At the same time, I also think that faith is a very good thing, especially in this era when a lifestyle changes every five to ten years and a lifespan of up to three hundred years, it can guard your mind and prevent you from losing yourself."

"Mr. Lu's thinking made me look at him with some admiration."

"But Mr. Hope," Lu Bixing asked him, "If you fight for your position, viewpoint and even interests, as time goes by, your position can be changed, your views can be overturned, and your interests can be weighed and abandoned. All this can be wrong, and if you are wrong, you can correct it and start over again, without any damage. But faith is different. I think faith must be deified, not too close to the world, and cannot be involved in the conflict of the world, because it is either permanent and absolutely correct, or faces a total collapse, but the dynamic development of human civilization is tortuous and repeated, and nothing can be correct forever. If one day, you find yourself taking the wrong path, what should you do? Are you collapsed, or are you like those who are obsessed with evil spirits, harming others and yourself, and being obsessed with it?"

Hope was silent for a long time and nodded slowly: "What you said makes sense - but Teacher Lu, there is a saying, I don't know if you have heard of it, 'Humanity originates from faith'."

Lu Bixing replied: "Humanity will also be destroyed by faith."

These two are full of fallacies and evil sayings. They brainwash people whenever they disagree. They gather together to wash each other, like two raccoons rubbing each other. They found that no one could wash each other, so they had to smile and even feel a little sympathy for each other.

At this time, White stammered from the mecha radio: "Teacher Lu, this question is a bit complicated. Can you come here?"

Lu Bixing put down his wine glass, tsk, and said to Hope: "For traffic safety, I have to clean up the mess for the naughty child."

Hope nodded, then suddenly asked again: "Teacher Lu, do you have faith?"

Lu Bixing paused and was about to say that he was a scientific worker who liked to look at problems from multiple angles. He didn't say anything, but inexplicably remembered the man who opened the nursing cabin and pinched his hand that day.

After many days, the scene of that day still appeared repeatedly in his dreams, which was quite unforgettable.

No, he thought, his heart was a bit like a rocket.

Lu Bixing stumbled on his tongue, and he blurted out, "Sure."

They arrived at the atmosphere in the evening of the Xingxing Star. As soon as they approached, they received a dispatch signal from the mecha mailing and receiving station. A large number of military mechas will depart from the fourth channel outside the Galaxy City in three hours. They asked the nearby mecha drivers to turn on the automatic navigation system and pay attention to dodging each other.

"Oh," Tulan gloatedly because her anger had not subsided, and she glanced at Lu Bixing with gloating, "What are you doing when you clear the way three hours in advance? Such a big noise, it's not that the general went out in person. It seems that some people are not lucky?"

Lu Bixing dismantled the other person's mecha the day before, which violated at least a dozen interstellar traffic regulations. He had nothing to say and touched his nose awkwardly.

"We are poor," Tulan said with a shaking head, "The head of the family has to go out hunting and make a living all day long, and there is no marriage leave - hey, by the way, Teacher Lu, I want to interview you for a long time. What does it feel like to sleep until Lin Jingheng?"

The mecha was bumped by the airflow while falling, and Lu Bixing almost choked on his saliva.

Tulan laughed, patted him, and touched his flat shoulder: "Not really, right? It's normal not to be bad. I said why don't you stay overnight at him? Tell you, these 'Kaoshan Flowers' that look bright and look good. They are either unable to let go or live well. They are used to being served by others and will not take care of others' feelings. Whoever feels uncomfortable knows - after that, he ran to smoke and didn't know how to cover you with a quilt, right?"

Lu Bixing didn't want to discuss such a vulgar topic with the old hooligan, so he had to smile quietly without saying a word, and said to himself: You told me last time that you were so arrogant.

The mecha began to cross the clouds. Taking advantage of the noise, Tulan asked him loudly: "Do you want to try my kind of medicine that is a bit fun?"

Lu Bixing pressed his ear and pretended not to hear it. He decided to report her after going back.

The mecha station is very busy, which is strange. The Liberty Legion sells biochips so obsessed with the Eight Galaxies, like flies, trying to penetrate every few days, but they were beaten so hard that they couldn't find the North. They appeared again every once in a while. This time, the scouts followed the clues and found them at the command center and the arms supply station of the Eighth Galaxies, which was suitable for robbery, so Lin Jingheng specially ordered a dozen transport ships to accompany him. The transport ships were not as maneuverable as the mechas, and they had to be installed on the track in advance.

Usually, Lin Jingheng would be in the mecha platform command center at this time. Lu Bixing sneaked out of the engineering team without knowing it and headed straight to the command center, intending to take advantage of the fact that before they set off, he would seize the time to see Lin Jingheng. Unexpectedly, from a distance, he saw a solemn one-eyed eagle patrolling at the door of the command center, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and looking forward to fighting the pornographic sternly.

Lu Bixing's back toothache a little, and he used various large equipment in the mecha station to hide. He began to think about how to bypass the One-Eyed Eagle. Behind him was a small mecha docked on the periphery of the mecha station. As soon as Lu Bixing's back touched the cabin door, the cabin door accidentally slid open. Lu Bixing was not wary and staggered half a step down. Before he could hold it steady, his hands suddenly reached out from the cabin door, covered his mouth with one hand, and dragged him in.

Lu must-win: "…"

The green spiritual net fell down, and the cabin door was locked from inside. The lights in the cabin suddenly darkened with the driver's intention. Lu Bixing was shocked to see Lin Jingheng, who should have been in the command post, was in a close place, and his eyes reflected the fluorescent light of the spiritual net, which was simply a classic affair scene in the movie.

Lu Bixing's heart rate soared to 18, and his ears were about to squirt.

Lin Jingheng's palm moved away from his mouth and frowned and said, "Why do you have such an annoying dad? This menopause has been around for hundreds of years."

Lu Bixing flirted with a casual voice: "Or why don't you just hide me in the mecha and steal it."

Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows expressionlessly, as if thinking about the feasibility of this matter carefully: "Okay, this mecha will be incorporated into the third team. After leaving the atmosphere, you can report the fault and go directly to Chong San. I'll shut up Zhan Lu."

Lu Bixing was afraid that he would take the joke seriously and quickly said, "No, no, Edward always looks crazy."

Lin Jingheng looked at him for a while. At the beginning, his eyes looked like a lion surrounding raw meat, but gradually, a little laughed smile appeared in the corners of his cold eyes.

Lu Bixing then realized that the serious General Lin was actually teasing him. He raised his hand to push Lin Jingheng away and pressed the man against the mecha door: "Okay, General, I'm talking all this and this, and I'm all that - why didn't I see that you are like this before?"
Chapter completed!