The ecological cabin is only one person long, it is a small thing. The small mecha that Lu Bixing drives is not of high quality. Among the heavy armor that self-destructed, the dangerous planetary belt and the wreckage of the flying mecha, the fishing operations of these two "little things" in the cracks were particularly thrilling - like a surging forest fire, a short-legged squirrel jumped hard to catch the pine cones falling from the tree.

The ecological cabin flying out at high speed pulled the small mecha out of control. The fishing net was torn apart the moment it touched. At such a high speed, the solid fisherman could not use it at all. Lu Bixing did not dare to pull it hard, so he had to speed up immediately. At the same time, he deviated agility in the continuous tremor of the mecha and released the second fishing net. Before he could fix it, a corner of the mecha hit a wreckage.

Lu Bixing "hissed" and didn't have time to check the damage to the fuselage. He quickly used the mecha's own radio to build a simple intranet within a short distance, trying to contact the ecological cabin: "Lin, can you hear it? Either lose weight or slow down, I can't catch you!"

Lin Jingheng did not answer, but the next second, Lu Bixing heard Zhan Lu's voice.

Zhan Lu said politely: "Good evening by Principal Lu, I am very happy to see you."

Hearing the calm sound of artificial intelligence, Lu Bixing's heart, which was about to hang, finally fell from the beam of the room. At this time, his mecha was thrilling and deadly running, but the driver himself almost relieved his breath: "Zhanlu, I'm not going to be good at all tonight, and my liver scared your master."

"Agree with you, today is really terrible." Zhan Lu maintained a uniform speech speed in the continuous explosion and fire. "This ecological cabin was imitated by my deformation function. It is not a real ecological cabin and cannot provide continuous nutrition and treatment."

Lu Bixing: "No problem, I have all of them..."

Then I heard Zhan Lu continue, "As a mecha core without a fuselage, I provide protection for the owner in the cosmic environment that is equivalent to a mecha protective cover, and the amount of battery I carry can only last for three minutes. Now I enter the last minute countdown - 59,58..."

Lu Bixing almost choked his lungs in one breath: "Zhan, Lu!"

One gram costs six million, and it is the first galaxy coin, so it creates such a pitfall!

This decadent Alliance Military Commission has raised how many corruption-like borers have it raised!

However, this is not a good time to discuss politics with artificial intelligence.

Lu Bixing pushed the acceleration of the mecha to the extreme, and the defense system screamed desperately at his ears - because at this speed, even if he hit a small stone, he would easily penetrate the mecha's protective cover and cause his plane to be destroyed and killed.

With suicide-style acceleration, Lu Bixing caught up with the ecological cabin in thirty seconds. Then he suddenly turned. At the moment when the mecha and the ecological cabin passed by, Lu Bixing reversed the direction of the imitation gravity device in the mecha.

In an instant, all non-fixed items in the cabin, including the driver himself, were thrown out by a sudden change of gravity.

At the same time, the gravity field expanding outward is like a vacuum cleaner, sucking the ecological cabin over.

Zhanlu's countdown is still twenty-five seconds left.

Lu Bixing quickly opened the receiving device, and the sound of the fishing net rubbing on the hatch made people feel sour.

At the same time, in addition to the ecological cabin, there were also small star groups like crazy bees, waves, butterflies and mecha wreckage. A malicious mecha cabin door suddenly penetrated into the middle of the fishing net, and suddenly entangled the fishing net, crashing into the receiving door before the ecological cabin.

Lu Bixing was forced to give it a particle cannon, but the ecological cabin was also bounced open.

There are fifteen seconds left in the countdown.

Lu Bixing suddenly pushed the gravitational field back to its original position, and he slid down the cabin door, and his tail bone almost fell to the ground. At the same time, the mecha deviated from its original track, and a thrilling acceleration passed through a collision star, throwing out the last spare fishing net, accurately entangling the ecological cabin.

Ten seconds left.

Lu Bixing suddenly pushed the power to the emergency braking direction, and the mecha braked suddenly like a psychopath, and the ecological cabin rolled into the open receiving door inertia.

The receiving door is then closed and the air pressure regulation mechanism is quickly activated - the air pressure regulation to the environment in which humans can survive, takes exactly ten seconds!

In ten seconds, the small mecha flew out of the heavy armor's self-destruction range like a morning glow.

Lu Bixing jumped up and ran wildly.

The receiving door sounded softly, and the air pressure was adjusted and opened from the inside. The moment the door was opened, the protective cover of Zhanlu's imitation ecological cabin fell apart. This time, Zhanlu even consumed the electricity for saying hello, and silently turned back to the robot, hanging on the side.

Lu Bixing held the door frame and saw the person next to him clearly. His knees softened and he almost knelt down. He staggered for half a step. He trembled and stretched out his hand and pressed it on Lin Jingheng's carotid artery: "Lin...Lin!"

Lin Jingheng's head hung weakly along his fingers.

"Give me some reaction," Lu Bixing's throat slashed, "Please give me some reaction!"

It took about ten seconds before Lu Bixing stabilized his trembling hands and felt a faint tremor. He was about to stand up, but his legs became weak and sat back.

The medical cabin on the mecha was summoned by him. Lu Bixing gritted his teeth, picked up Lin Jingheng, and stuffed him in. The man was so light that he could not imagine. His bony bones pressed against his hands, and he felt like he grabbed a handful of burning charcoal with his bare hands.

The medical cabin swept across the injured person loyally and immediately gave a report.

The terms are simply dazzling, like the opening barrage of the cosmic singer during a concert.

Among them, the words "rainbow virus", "severe dehydration", "severe mental overload", "penetrating gunshot wound" were shocking and far beyond the scope that non-medical staff could handle. Lu Bixing was at a loss for a moment and had to give it full authority to the automatic procedures in the medical cabin.

The small mecha, which had not been damaged even when the speed of life and death was just now, escaped from the self-destruction range of the heavy armor, but because the driver was distracted, he hit several small stars in the planetary belts, and the air leaked from all sides, causing continuous earthquakes in the cabin.

While chasing the sterile medical room, Lu Bixing barely spent his energy and dragged the bruised little mechas around the Death Desert.

The door of the sterile medical room closed in front of him and locked him outside. There was only a small window the size of a palm for him to look at. In just a moment, he was blurred by the exhaled steam.

Lu Bixing lowered his head and put his forehead against the glass window.

At this moment, he realized that his constant temperature brain was blank, as if it was filled with crowded steam after a violent burn, and his reason was almost swallowed up.

The League's first mecha core curled up with mechanical fingers and lowered its head. It had no beauty, nor could it tell how powerful it was. It was like the beggars at the base holding inferior toys running around, with blood stains on it.

Lu Bixing glanced at him and thought to himself: "I won't come, what should you do?"

Zhanlu can only protect you for three minutes. After three minutes, you will be completely exposed to space environment with bruises and bruises. You may die immediately from cosmic rays. Maybe you will enter suffocation in more than ten seconds. Capillaries and some cells will break, and the self-destructing heavy armor radiation will evaporate the water in your body. You will always sleep in the desert of death, and become a desperate star in the middle of countless comet cemeteries.

And the comet will still be resurrected, what about you?

Didn’t you say that Bai Yinjiu is outside the domain?

Haven’t you planned every step carefully and carefully, and prepared to use the garbage base of Sister Stinky as bait to catch Prince Kelly in one go?

Shouldn’t you resummon the Ten Silver Guards and descend into the dire straits like a savior, stepping on countless smoke and blood to achieve a hero’s legend?

Lin Jingheng silently allowed the medical devices to fiddle back and forth. Lu Bixing couldn't help but wipe the glass, as if he was confirming something. He stared at the vital signs on the screen of the medical cabin without blinking: "Can you die if you don't brag?"

Lin Jingheng's whole body was in pain - Yuan Yiren, who was controlled by the chip, shot through his lower abdomen with a shot. Zhan Lu's incarnation of the ecological cabin did not have the real shock absorption and balance function of the ecological cabin. The moment he popped out the heavy armor, he lost consciousness, and the high fever and the continuous tense heartstrings did not allow him to rest completely, hallucinations and dreams went up one after another.

He seemed to have returned to the Lu family when he was a teenager.

Lin Jingheng actually never lived in the Lu family for a long time. When he was a child, he followed Lu Xin and became an adult in the army. After he was fourteen years old, he went to Ulan College and lived in the school all year round. He only stayed at General Lu's house for a few days during the winter and summer vacations, and greeted Mrs. Lu politely.

He actually didn't like to live in Lu Xin's house because the Lu family was very large. General Lu Xin's adjutant, secretary, and even the entire work team would come and go frequently and have fixed rooms. Mrs. Lu would occasionally bring students back, and she would come back as soon as she came, like an illegal spring outing. These idle people waited for Lin Jingheng to come in. The environment was too noisy for Lin Jingheng, a young man who wanted to be deaf.

He vaguely knew that he was just dreaming, but the Lu family in the dream was as real as a thorn in his throat. He looked down at his hands - clean, slender, with only a layer of beautiful decoys, which was the hands of a young man, and had never stirred up the cold wind and frost.

A voice came from a distance. He frowned habitually and turned around to hide under the tree on the shade. Someone threw a pine cone at him on the tree. Lin Jingheng took it without raising his head and picked it up: "What are you doing?"

General Lu rolled up his sleeves and was leading a group of gardening robots to trim the treetops. The gardening robots had serious program settings. The computer contained the planning map of the entire garden. He could have meticulously ensured that every branch and leaf were in the perfect position, but Lu Xin's two knives were about to come and point fingers and add to the point.

"The branches on the top are not repaired... Don't talk to me about the standard height, I'm the standard." After Lu Xin sprayed the robot, he hung one arm on the thick branch. He turned his head, made a single-arm pull-up, hung himself up, put his chin on the thick tree trunk, and asked him with a smile, "Do you like children?"

Lin Jingheng replied expressionlessly: "No."

"Hey, why are you so alone?" Lu Xin said, "I tell you, if you want to be a family, you must raise something, children, small animals, and raise a few to run around at home. Can't you play with you in a lively manner?"

Fifteen-year-old Lin Jingheng thought the whole world was stupid and didn't want to play. He smiled and raised the corners of his mouth without a smile, took out a pair of noise-fighting headphones from his pocket, manually blocked Lu Xin, and sat under the tree to watch his "Classic Battle Case Analysis".

The next moment, his headphones were pulled out, and Lu Xin jumped to the ground like a gorilla, hugging the boy's unfolded shoulder, lowering his voice with his eyes: "Your teacher's wife didn't want a child before, and I didn't dare to mention this matter. Fortunately, you are there!"

Lin Jingheng said calmly: "Oh, I'll relieve you."

"Luckily, you are a bastard." Lu Xin patted his back happily, "When you first came, you were quiet, beautiful little thing. Your teacher's wife liked it very much. Who knew that you were an unfamiliar little wolf cub. After so many years, you have never kissed her..."

Mrs. Lu is a gentle but introverted person. She treats people with thoughtfulness but not enthusiastic. When two unenthusiastic people meet, of course there will be no spark. Lin Jingheng always feels that she is the trouble of Lu Xin taking home by taking it home on his own initiative. She is afraid of being obsessed with people, so she tries not to go to her to shake.

When he suddenly heard this, the young man was shocked and stunned for a moment. He thought in surprise: "Don't she hate me?"

This faint thought almost made him restless, like a little beast that had received excessive attention, blowing his hair tremblingly.

Lu Xin, who was even bigger than the first galaxy, didn't notice it at all. He became excited and rubbed Lin Jingheng's hair: "... Yesterday I told her that this kid was not well-equipped, so it would be better to give birth to one by himself and take care of him since he was a child. What do you think? She didn't say anything! She just made up for it if she didn't say anything, baby, you have to have a little brother and a little sister."

Lin Jingheng poked him with his elbow and rescued his tortured hair from the overly excited gorilla.

"Oh, are you jealous?" Lu Xin smiled at him, "Don't worry, with a young man, my dad loves you the most."

Lin Jingheng stood up with a stern face: "Go away."

"It's so unmanly!" Lu Xin shouted at his red ears, "I tell you, there is a little guy who calls your elder brother very well, and he is like a worm. He secretly takes it back and regards it as a guideline, no matter how you cheat, he believes it... Just like when you were a child! Hahaha..."

The laughter was gradually left behind by him, spreading and becoming shallow.

It penetrates time and memory. When Lin Jingheng looked back suddenly, the Lu family with brilliant flowers had disappeared from the distant stars and fell apart under his consciousness.

The brain hurts like a needle, and then there is an indescribable dizziness. Lin Jingheng struggles unconsciously. When he encounters something hard next to him, he hits his head hard, trying to alleviate the sequelae of mental overload.

However, the expected pain was not there. He hit a warm hand. The man paddled it with his palm, then carefully pushed away his hair soaked in cold sweat and fixed his head: "Shh... just hold on and sleep peacefully. I'm there. I'm... Give him a tranquilizer."

Lin Jingheng opened his mouth, thinking that he was resistant to drugs such as calming and sleeping. If it didn't work, the syringe had already been pierced.

In a trance, he saw a familiar shadow, which seemed to be Lu Bixing.

Lin Jingheng thought in a daze: "Why is this dream still continuous?"

The man's warm hands kept surfing the top of his head and near his temples, pressing his acupoints lightly and heavily, and the vague words rang in his ears, and he didn't hear a word clearly.

Lin Jingheng's eyelids became heavier and he finally closed silently.

Lu Bixing sat halfway beside the medical cabin, firmly fixing him. He felt relieved and sweating all over. Lin Jingheng's body temperature finally dropped.

The blood on his body had been cleaned up, and the nutrient solution was continuously pouring into the veins. You could almost see the rhythm of the subcutaneous blood vessels. Lu Bixing wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, stared at him for a while, and then came to his senses after a moment, then looked away uneasy, and coughed dryly. Lu Bixing asked in a gentleman manner: "How did you mess with yourself like this?"

Of course Lin Jingheng won't answer.

Lu Bixing then turned his head sneakily again, stretched out a finger and poked his temple: "Hey."

Lin Jingheng's head tilted slightly, his side face became thinner, his cheeks were no longer bloody, and there were tiny cracks on his pale lips, and his eyebrows seemed to be slightly twisted, which made him feel a little fragile.

Lu Bixing's heart hopped a few times, and the mecha that had almost left the asteroid belt jumped into an "S" shape. He turned Lin Jingheng's face back with his hands and feet. His little finger accidentally touched the corner of Lin Jingheng's lips. Lu Bixing suddenly looked like a cat who had just stepped on the electric door. In a panic, he wished he could jump in place and retreated 108,000 miles. His throat seemed to have a chicken feather stuck in his throat. No matter how clear it, his eyes turned around for a moment, and he explained to the unconscious person with a deep impression: "I...I didn't take advantage of you, I didn't mean it."

The small screen on the medical cabin monitors the patient's brain waves, and shows faithfully that the patient is in a deep coma, which mocks the personal performance of the young scientist Mr. Lu.
To be continued...