The one-eyed eagle found this incredible: "Why did he blow up the space station? Is he sick?"

"It's all blown up, why so many?" Lin Jingheng took a step onto the mecha and said to the one-eyed eagle, "You can't come up, do you want to die?"

The one-eyed eagle argued with him so quickly that it was almost impossible to make a fuss: "Bah, you don't need to pretend... Lu Bixing, you little bastard, what are you doing? You're against you!"

Although Lu Bixing was also a poor talker and a quarrel, he did not have a gunpowder warehouse in his mind, so his father, who was older than him, knew the priority. The terrible explosion was getting closer and closer. The ground began to tremble, and all the docked mechas began to tremble. Lu Bixing had to go down and raped the arms dealer who jumped on the spot on the mecha. Before they stood firm, the cabin door was automatically closed and locked. Then, the defense system opened to the maximum power. A particle cannon flew the mechas in and out of the verification door of the space station, and the mechas flew out directly.

Small mechas usually cannot carry high-power power systems. To escape from gravity, the entire power system needs to be preheated at least two and a half minutes. Therefore, in order to save the mecha's own energy, the general practice is to use the tracks of the mecha's docking station as external force to accelerate the mecha.

At this time, the fires soaring into the sky jumped up, and the explosions of the space station were connected into a string, and it was obviously too late to warm up.

The mecha jumped directly onto the track, sliding while accelerating. Behind it, the tracks kept shattering, and the space station was accelerating and collapsing in an explosion.

Lu Bixing didn't take a breath and quickly checked the crazy rotating power system: "No, if you continue like this, you will be able to complete the acceleration..."

Before he finished speaking, the fuselage vibrated violently. The space station began to break and twist from the middle. The crazy alarm interrupted Lu Bixing's voice - the acceleration track completely collapsed, and the mecha was not fast enough and was sucked in by the artificial gravity of the space station!

The streamlined fuselage rolled a few times in the air. The driver, Mr. Lin, may have been used to flying solo and lacked experience in carrying passengers. He did not even have the prompt to say "Sit firmly and sit well". His unlucky passengers collectively became socks in the drum washing machine and were stirred up.

The four teenagers called out the effect of the choir. The one-eyed eagle hit the hatch door and looked at the expression. I guess he had already dug out all the eighteen generations of Lin Jingheng's ancestors and greeted them all.

Lu Bixing hurriedly grabbed a seat belt: "Lin!"

Then, the strong gravitational alarm suddenly changed its tone, and the artificial gravitational field of the space station began to become unstable, but this was obviously not a good thing.

One-Eyed Eagle: "It's going to explode. Can you, Lin, be it?-"

The next moment, the space station of the Poison Nest exploded into a firework in the dark universe. The huge energy rippled into a fierce impact on the mecha defense system. The damage rate of the defense cover exceeded 80% with one blow, and the second half of the fuselage fell directly.

The alarm sounds and the passengers' screams were mixed together, and Lin Jingheng said: "The backup energy is out of the way."

The mecha hero broke away from the rear half of the fuselage like a cut off his arm. With this wave of energy, he increased his speed and rushed out of the flames like a wild horse, flying towards the vast sea of ​​stars in the eighth galaxy.

Lin Jingheng turned around, pressed the ear that was so annoying that it hurt, and asked considerately: "Do you need antiemetic medicine?"

White was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up at all. He knelt on the ground and retching, telling him in body language that he needed it very much.

This mecha was originally Lin Jingheng's small collection on Beijing Star. He skillfully dragged out medical equipment and threw four students into the nursing room. Ling Lingyi, who was unconscious, was tied to the electric shock chair by him. Then, he activated the automatic return flight, moved his stiff shoulders and neck, and opened the wine cabinet on the mecha.

Lu Bixing came over with intention and asked without saying a word: "Do you want to change me to drive?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for a moment at the empty wine cabinet: "Is my wine delicious?"

Lu Bixing, who was drunk driving in the interstellar world, was speechless, so he had to laugh at him with eight bright white teeth.

"I didn't even give me the wine bottle," Lin Jingheng said with admiration, "Young Master, your teeth are so good."

"The wine bottle is left, where is it." Lu Bixing quickly raised his hand and pointed, "Use waste to improve the boring ecological environment in the mecha."

Lin Jingheng looked up and saw a row of transparent wine bottles floating above his head. The bottles were filled with plant nutrient solution and fluorescent grass was soaked in it. This genetically modified ornamental plant is very easy to feed. If you soak it in the sealed nutrient solution, it will not die for three or five years. The small leaves are evenly stretched in the bottle, and the green fluorescence gently shakes with the hanging bottle body, as if the rotten grass is fireflies in the evening of late summer.

The shimmer light from the lighting on the wine cabinet hit Lin Jingheng's face, as if he had painted a layer of filters. The gray on his face, the blood stains on his chin, and the faint impatient expression were all filtered down, like someone Lu Bixing had seen in the album many years ago.

Lu Bixing didn't know what, but his brain was temporarily short-circuited and blurted out, "General, I'll give it to you."

After saying that, he immediately came to his senses and almost bit his tongue. He felt that this was not like human words, because his behavior did not belong to offering Buddha with flowers - he pulled the Buddha's back garden bald!

Fortunately, Lin Jingheng didn't plan to see him as much as he did, so he turned around expressionlessly. Lin Jingheng said, "I appreciate my heart, but I still respect Xie Bumin, hurry up and take it away."

Lu must-win: "…"

"By the way," Lin Jingheng paused, "The medical room is there, you can take out the illegal chips on your body first."

One-eyed eagle, who was planning to come over to find trouble, listened to the voice, and his face changed: "What chip?"

The moment Lu Bixing heard this sentence, his heart suddenly stagnated, and a strong resistance surged, so strong that it was not like his personality. It seemed that an alien beast was locked in his heart. He was angry by this sentence and roared irritably: "No one can take away my power!"

Lin Jingheng looked at him calmly. Lu Bixing encountered his cold gaze, as if he was poured by a bowl of cold water on his head. He was shocked and thought to himself: "I am a school student, why do you need such great strength?"

"Well, go now." Lu Bixing vaguely felt the danger of the chip, responded absent-mindedly, and after two steps, he remembered something again, "Then don't do anything again, otherwise I can't pull the rack."

The one-eyed eagle was allergic to the word "chip". Before Lu Bixing could finish his instructions, he was rudely pushed into the medical room by him.

Lin Jingheng watched them into the medical room with his hands behind his back, thinking: "It's strong addictive."

He had this feeling just now on the space station - otherwise there was no explanation why the Poison Nest, a small cult organization that originally belonged to the Eighth Galaxy, would surrender to pirates outside the domain, and they would go from inside to outside, without any doubt, without exception.

Since the ancient industrial revolution...even the older agricultural revolution, humans have escaped the evolutionary process of natural selection, and chasing pleasure is like cancer written in genes. Before the foundation of Eden, the debate over its addictive nature lasted for half a century, and it was later tried through strict regulatory legislation. Now, it is meaningless whether Eden is addictive - it has become one of the factors of survival, just like breathing, eating and drinking.

But Eden is under supervision after all, so there are too many things that such a wild chip can do.

Does this thing exist only in the Eighth Galaxy, or has it flowed into the entire alliance quietly?

Lin Jingheng opened the mecha cockpit into a single lounge and sat down slowly. Zhan Lu quietly clasped on his arm, like an ordinary decoration.

At this time, Zhan Lu was just a mecha core. After all, it was not a complete mecha. The protective cover of Lu Bixing's energy knife almost exhausted his energy. At this time, he had to use the mecha's energy system to slowly charge it.

Without Zhan Lu, Lin Jingheng could not contact Bai Yinjiu.

Fortunately, he could not have taken a group of idle people on an unknown journey, and he was going to send these people back to Beijing Star safely, so he was not in a hurry to wake up Zhan Lu.

And on this day, there are too many facts happening.

Lin Jingheng vaguely felt out of control. He closed his eyes and sank himself into the mecha's spiritual network.

Connecting the Spirit Network made the cockfighting concussion and coma all the way, but for Lin Jingheng, who is already used to this connection, it is a way to rest.

The mecha that was returning along the established route was very calm at this time, and the subtle fluctuations collected information around him. Lin Jingheng's consciousness spread to the boundless land with the spiritual network, and his heart rate was slowly decreasing.

He often calms himself in this way, like a fish sinking to the bottom of the sea, quietly digesting everything.

In the entire mecha, every corner was within his sensory range, but the volume was lowered a lot, so he didn't feel so noisy.

Lin Jingheng saw that Lu Bixing had taken out the chip. The moment the chip left him, his body suffered a double backlash. The knee joint that had hit the ground was shattered, and his arms, which were attacked by the militants of the poison nest, suddenly took off. He had fractured many bones all over his body. The one-eyed eagle jumped up and down with pain. Fortunately, it was not long and it was all trauma, and the medical system on the mecha handled it very quickly.

In the nursing room, each of Lu Bixing's four students received an anti-disiaser drug. The medicine took effect very quickly. The four people who were still dying just now started chatting with each other.

White said: "Although I have to write a dozen checks when I go back, I think it's worth it. With this experience, even if I immigrate to the Seventh Galaxy in the future, it will be enough for me to play for the rest of my life!"

Another boy, who is Fighting Cock, said: "I don't know if we will be divided into colleges in the future. If we are divided, I must choose the mecha operation. It's so exciting."

"I almost irritated you to death." Mint said coldly, "Hey, nerd, I'll pay the final payment for me before you immigrate."

"We are now a friend of life and death, but you only value my money." White sighed, "At the time, don't our school have scholarships? Why do you two want that much money?"

"I want to support my family," Mint was silent for a while. "I am an orphanage. Last year, the director ran away with the money. The orphanage also had a dispersed stall and left a bunch of cubs. There was no way. We discussed it for a few big ones and decided to give it a try first to see if we could get money. No... If not, then we went our own way and let those cubs die. I have sold things on the black market and made weapons for people to make only a little money. I heard that the mecha design is the most profitable, so I came to try my luck."

Huang Jingshu was lying alone in the nursing room, a little unsociable. At this time, she interjected: "Immigration is nothing good, everything is the same."

Several students remembered that she had vitiligo and knew that her family might be a "lost" from other galaxies, and they didn't dare to answer the conversation for a while.

After a while of silence, Mint deliberately broke the embarrassment and said to White: "Hey, nerd, aren't you rich? Offer a price, I'll write a check for you when I go back."

A few teenagers bargained with each other.

"Wait for the return to school..."

Lin Jingheng didn't listen any further. He swept Huang Jingshu's stubborn face through the spiritual network and remembered her name.

Jingshu.

"Marrying to the Gerden family is equivalent to marrying the 'Management Committee'. If you think it clearly, if you don't want to, you say you don't want it. After all, I'm not dead yet."

"I'm voluntarily, brother, is there anything wrong with marrying the Management Committee?"

Her tone of "Brother" sounded as polite and polite as she called "Your Excellency" and "Mr.", she didn't look at his eyes when she spoke, her eyes stayed on his lower half of her face, and she smiled three times before she could speak, and she asked a question before answering, as if this brother was just a strange man.

He remembered that the day he was taken away by Lu Xin, the little girl chased the car behind and chased her until the car flew over the tracks in the air. She fell when she raised her head. The robot and the nanny rushed up and took her away with a scream. Lin Jingheng couldn't see whether she was crying.

So long ago.

Decades have passed, and he doesn't remember much about the little girl.
Chapter completed!