Chapter 26

As soon as Lu Bixing's hand touched Lin Jingheng's back, hot blood immediately touched his hand. He quickly raised his hand in panic, using his stiff shoulders to bear the weight of the other party, and his legs were shaking for a while. .

　The emergency jump just now tore the wound so much that it was impossible to see. Lin Jingheng's vision went black for a while, but his consciousness was still firmly attached to the mental network.

　He was silent for a while, then he gathered enough strength and said almost inaudibly: "I can't die, give me a hand."

　If the injury to the back of the spine was in primitive times, it would basically be a high paraplegia. Lin Jingheng briefly He lost control of his limbs and kept sliding down. His chin hit Lu Bixing's shoulder, and the tip of his nose brushed against his neck. His weak voice was drowned in his rapid and shallow breathing.

　Lu Bixing: "What did you say?"

　"It's nothing. I'll give it back to you once."

　After hearing the last sentence clearly, Lu Bixing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly there was an unknown fire in his heart, and he wanted to curse someone for the first time in a long time . . It's a pity that after a few years of being a good example, he got used to pretending to be a polite and reasonable big-tailed wolf, and this part of his function deteriorated. He couldn't think of the right words for a while.

　During the previous jump, the four students were all in the nursing cabin and received special medicines. They were unable to experience the thrill of a huge shift in the internal organs and the universe. Only now did they finally feel what it means to be caught off guard and "leap naked", and they were stunned on the spot. On the ground, the most physically fit fighting cock crawled and struggled to the trash can in the corner, where he vomited.

　But this time, no one is taking care of them.

　Because the minors protection law was established by the alliance, and since the alliance is about to blow out the light, if minors want to survive in the desolate and endless universe, it is not enough to rely on illusory legislation.

　The mobile first aid cabin had slid over from the medical room. The one-eyed eagle walked over with his hands behind his back, bent down and looked at Lin Jingheng.

　Cold sweat spread along Lin Jingheng's eyelashes, as if forming a film of water, and the eyes under the film were still covered with thick fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

　The One-Eyed Eagle had to admit that although this pillar of the Alliance Military Commission was not a thing, he did what he said, and he risked his own life to protect Lu Bixing, the "Human Tiger Talisman". The arms dealer was in a very complicated mood - according to common sense, when he knew that the secret he had protected for more than 20 years was leaked, he should kill someone to silence him. At this time, he looked at Lin Jingheng, wishing that the car door that had just been blown up would be a little bigger. Just cut this person in two, and be done with it.

　However, he also knew that at this juncture, Lin Jingheng must not die.

　"The medical kit was not replenished in time, you heard me," the one-eyed eagle said, "I only have what is left when I came here, so I have to use it sparingly. You can tell yourself how much you need to save your life."

　In order to save energy, Lin Jingheng did not speak herself and went directly through the spiritual network. He controlled the broadcast in the mecha and asked in that mechanical voice: "Where is the inventory of the medical kit?"

　"The micro surgical instrument is barely enough, and the trauma supplies-healing agent is running low."

　"Local anesthesia, connect it for me. Broken bones and nerves, wounds do not need healing agents, just suture them directly."

　Lu Bixing had been carefully avoiding his wounds. One-eyed Eagle was not so gentle. After listening to the injured person's opinions, he directly started to pull his mother-in-law's son from his hands. Lin Jingheng walked into the first aid cabin, set up the first aid procedure in a few seconds, and asked: "Where are the plasma, comprehensive antibiotics and painkillers... Oh, there are not many painkillers, and the antibiotics seem to be running out."

　Lin Jingheng Lu Bixing replied with a precious word: "Nothing."

　Lu Bixing stretched out his hand to stop him: "Fuck you, no!"

　The one-eyed eagle grabbed his wrist, with a rare falcon-like cold light in the mandarin duck's eyes: "He is a man who cherishes his life. Very, over the years, people who want his life have been queuing from here to Watto. Admiral Lin's survival to this day is not based on his face, right?"

　The emergency cabin rolled out smoothly and headed for the medical room. , Lin Jingheng closed her eyes and curled her lips coldly: "Thank you."

　The One-eyed Eagle patiently lowered his head to Lu Bixing and asked flatteringly: "Don't you even believe what dad said?"

　"Don't make trouble. " Lu Bixing shook him off resolutely and expressed his position with action - he chased after him.

　One-eyed Eagle: "..."

　There is a time-honored question: Dad and this pretty boy fell into the water at the same time, who are you going to catch first?

　The old Persian cat doesn't much want to know the answer now.

　He shouted as if to vent his anger: "If this scourge really dies like this, it means that he is not as useful as the legend says, and death is not a pity - do you need to give me the spiritual network?"

　Lin Jingheng ignored him.

　Zhan Lu answered for his master: "He doesn't have this habit."

　"Oh, yes, even when he is asleep, he keeps one eye open to observe the surroundings. He is the number one persecutor in the alliance and has paranoia. Even the countryside of our eighth galaxy People are also like thunder." The one-eyed eagle sneered lazily, turned around and looked at a few students who had just climbed up by holding on to the wall, "How can you be so weak? Having your family destroyed and everything lost overnight? After a few experiences, you get used to it. Whoever lives longer is the winner. Now go and rest. You need to maintain a stable biological clock during long journeys. Since some people are willing to be tired, I will eat well and sleep well. I still have the strength to cut off that iron head and feed it to the dogs."

　As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jingheng, who had been pushed into the medical room, seemed to hear it. The brightness in the mecha began to gradually decrease, and it was like sunlight. The illumination gradually dimmed, and finally only the instruments, dots of guiding lights on the steps... and the fluorescent grass planted by Principal Lu were left.

　An artificial night curtain was pulled down.

　This small mecha has two floors in total. Along the edge is a row of narrow stairs that can go up to the second floor. There are several small rooms lined up at the other end. The furnishings are simple, and the daily necessities are still from the mecha factory. The set that came as standard at the time was unpacked and it looked like no one had lived in it.

　The one-eyed eagle said he should rest, so he chose the innermost room, closed the door and went to sleep.

　Lu Bixing wandered outside the medical room, looking down at the blood stains on his hands blankly.

　White cautiously called him: "Teacher..."

　Lu Bixing was agitated and seemed to have just come back to his senses. He remembered that there were so many little burdens around him. He quickly adjusted his expression and forced himself to calm down: "Listen... cough, "Listen to him and go rest first. If you can't sleep, you can share a room with two people. It should be the boys' dormitory and the girls' dormitory."

　Huang Jingshu asked, "What about you?"

　"I need to start sorting out the location of the underground channel. Now." Not yet out of danger." Lu Bixing paused and calmed down, "The extraterrestrial pirates use more biochemical means than physical means. I'm really not sure if I don't have antibiotics now. Starting from tomorrow, you will enter the special training state. The mecha's time should be now. It's Voto universe time - it will dawn around five o'clock, and it will get dark around nineteen o'clock in the evening. The day is fourteen hours long. Our training time will reach seven hours, including physical fitness, weightlessness, and jump adaptation. There will be no more nursing care in the future. The cabin will let you lie down. "

　The students have no idea what qualities a person needs to walk in space, and they are still in a daze. Fortunately, there is someone to tell them what to do next. The few hooligans and little girls were extremely docile and obediently went to the small room on the second floor together. The chaotic escape all the way came to an end. The mecha became silent for a short time, and only Ling Zero One, who was in a vegetative state, was left around. , tightly tied by the ecological electric shock rope.

　Lu Bixing sat alone under the fluorescent grass, opened his personal terminal, and tried to concentrate, but the words and codes on the page seemed to have automatically grown a repulsive magnetic field, but they could not fall on his retina.

　He stared at the page in a daze for twenty minutes, and heard suppressed sobs finally starting to come from upstairs.

　In the artificial silence of the night, all the tense nerves were temporarily relaxed, allowing the reflex arc to complete its cruel course. The night was about to turn into a sword and shatter the little armor they had built with their busyness.

　Lu Bixing listened attentively. He didn't know how long it had passed, but the tiny sobs became lower and lower until there was no movement.

　After dozens of hours of stress, the teenagers finally fell asleep amid endless worry and fear.

　The electronic clock flashed on the mecha hatch, showing that it was 20:30 in the Voto universe. It should be night at the location of the Alliance Council. At Xinghai Academy in Beijing, this time happened to be the time for him to arrive at school in the morning.

　The schedule automatically popped up on Lu Bixing's personal terminal, reminding him of daily chores step by step.

　His plan list reads: 1. He should have returned to school as planned, and named and criticized the four naughty children (key tasks); 2. Use the topic to revise the second edition of the school rules and regulations; 3. Randomly check the papers mid-week ( The kids must not have started writing yet), they are only required to submit arguments, not the full text for the time being.

　There is also a line of small notes written by himself next to it - "Where do I think mankind will go in the future?" Isn't the title a bit big? Will there be a dozen fantasy novels collected by then?

　Behind the question mark is a hand-drawn grimace.

　Lu Bixing and the ghostly face he drew looked at each other for a moment, and his shoulders suddenly collapsed. He hugged his head and lay silently on the small bar. His shoulder blades were hunched up like two crumbling mountains.

　Because the chicken soup that Teacher Lu served all day today was fake chicken soup hastily blended with artificial sodium glutamate. It just had a similar taste. If someone opened the lid, they would find that there was only a pot of pale boiling water inside.

　Gloria's home, the school with six million domes, the newly built laboratory, five years of hard work... He could not think about it, or give it up.

　But after he sent out the recruitment advertisement, he just received two resumes, which were still lying quietly in his mailbox without opening them.

　Before his students could be divided into colleges, the imaginative essay assignments he assigned had not yet been collected, and the blueprint he had thought about countless times fell apart before even a single edge was drawn.

　In the medical room, the micro surgical instruments used to repair bones, nerves and muscles were removed from the wounds one by one. Following Lin Jingheng's advice, the wounds were simply and roughly sutured, and a layer of ordinary disinfectant spray was sprayed on them. Lin Jingheng tried to move his limbs, but he felt that he was not very flexible. The one-eyed eagle was seeking revenge. The operation mode was set very frantically, and the anesthetic was used very sparingly. The sutures were not completely completed, and his consciousness had already begun to recover due to the lack of pain relief. After taking the medicine, a dull pain began to spread. Lin Jingheng broke out in cold sweats, his back became stiff, and the blood loss made his whole body cold.

　Zhan Lu, who was accompanying him, said, "Your risk of infection is very high. It's best to stay under observation in the sterile medical room for 24 hours."

　Lin Jingheng ignored him and said, "Water."

　After drinking a few sips of water to replenish electrolytes, he She struggled to move her hands and feet, but before the numbness of being unable to control her control had passed, Lin Jingheng staggered as soon as she tried to stand up.

　Zhan Lu raised his hand to catch him: "Sir..."

　"Shh," Lin Jingheng scolded him hoarsely, "Don't make any noise, I have a headache."

　Zhan Lu replied sternly: "My volume is lower than the set average. You feel a headache, maybe because your body temperature is too high."

　Lin Jingheng pushed his hand away, took a few unsteady steps, and forced herself to get used to her temporarily paralyzed body, and said to Zhan Lu, "Don't follow me."

　He just walked out of the medical room and came quietly behind Lu Bixing. The mecha in night mode automatically sounded a soothing white noise, covering up his light footsteps.

　Lin Jingheng quietly sat down without alerting the other party. Through his still blurry vision, he looked at the young man curled up into a ball.

　Perhaps due to the influence of anesthesia, Lin Jingheng had a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask. I wanted to ask him: "When you were growing up on Gloria Star when you were a child, how was your life? Did One-Eyed Eagle ever mention Lu Xin and the Alliance to you? "It

　's nothing like a one-eyed eagle. How did you grow up? And what do you think about this weird ambition of running a school? Is it influenced by your mother?"

　"Why are your body and brain genotypes different? Sorry, what happened in the five years you and your mother

　first arrived in the eighth galaxy?" "What do you like and what don't you like?"

　"Do you have any wishes? Is there anything... you particularly want? , but that old Persian cat is stingy and refuses to give you anything?"

　"Don't cry, don't cry... Do you still want Xinghai Academy? Can I help you build another one in the future?"

　However, these words came to his mind. It fell again, passed through the spiritual net, spread out like water waves, and dispersed among the boundless stars, without flowing into anyone's ears.

　Lu Bixing lay down until midnight before he recovered from his embarrassing mood. When he got up, he took a picture of himself in the wine cabinet next to him. He felt that his eyes were not red, his hair was not messy, and his face did not turn into a big oil field. He still looked like a human being. Then he stood up, took off his blood-stained coat, and planned to wash his face and start doing serious things.

　Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw to his surprise that the man who was supposed to be resting in the emergency cabin was sitting quietly not far behind him. Since he didn't use any healing agent, he was covered in bandages and his back was hastily stitched up. I didn't dare to lean my back on anything, so my body could only lean forward slightly uncomfortably, and I fell asleep with my head propped up.

　Lu Bixing held his breath involuntarily. After a while, he walked over on tiptoes, squatted down on his knees, and looked at Lin Jingheng's slightly downward face from bottom to top.

　This person's eyebrows are very clear, with a outline that can be drawn, the eyebrows are still slightly twisted, the lips are bloodless, the lip lines are beautiful, but they are pursed tightly, as if they are born to speak one word and are covered with bandages. The shoulders are flat and broad, with only a little skin showing at the corners.

　Lu Bixing looked at him for a while, then stretched out his hand out of nowhere. When he came to his senses, he found that his fingers had almost touched Admiral Lin's chin.

　Lu Bixing was startled, and quickly retracted his fingers in embarrassment. He didn't notice that his legs were numb from squatting, and he sat down on the ground.

　The heartbeat suddenly accelerated.