Chapter 35

　Zhan Lu reminded very politely: "Principal Lu, the alliance's official "troop combat effectiveness evaluation standard" is a hundred-point system. According to my rough estimate, the Self-Defense Force's evaluation result is about 5 points. They did not fight back in front of the interstellar pirates." "I think your estimate of them is too optimistic."

　Lu Bixing forced himself to dig out some sense and said: "It doesn't matter, the hardware is the foundation and the software can be upgraded. We all know this."

　Lin Jingheng looked at it carefully . The young man in front of me still doesn't have any resemblance to Lu Xin in appearance, and even his personality is not very similar - although Lu Xin is also a terrible talker, he is actually just a simple poor man with a poor personality. He was not so smooth in the first half of his life. He turned himself into a glorious legend. Sometimes he was overbearing, had a bad temper, and would be a bit indifferent to what he said.

　But Lu Bixing was different.

　He would stay up most of the night and run around this shabby base in a hurry. He would come here early in the morning, not mentioning what he wanted to do or the supremacy of human rights that had been praised so much. He just came here to put forward an idea. Plan, this plan does not even conflict with Lin Jingheng's original plan - if the Self-Defense Forces' gang of war scum and the Star Pirates are wiped out as soon as they meet, it will not affect the overall situation, and they can continue to push out the base. Be the victim and stick to the original plan.

　Maybe just ask for a little extra time grace.

　How did he grow up like this?

　Lin Jingheng couldn't help but think: "It must be that old and crooked Persian cat who knew how to live a debauched life and didn't take good care of him when he was a child."

　Lu Bixing's mind was already filled with random thoughts, and Lin Jingheng's long gaze was almost life-threatening. , he glanced around quickly, hoping to find something reflective to see if he was handsome enough from this angle.

　However, to Lin Jingheng, his movements and demeanor looked more like he was fidgeting cautiously, for fear of causing trouble to others.

　"I also said that I wanted to rebuild a Xinghai Academy for him." Lin Jingheng thought.

　He pondered for a moment and made a concession: "The waterway information in Spencer's hand is too rough. It will cause problems if it is not accurate enough during the battle. I need to explore the underground waterway, draw a military map, and at the same time confirm the location and situation of the two secret warehouses. , began to transfer some supplies and armaments, plus construct a communication network at the base, repairing the damaged Chongsan - it will take about three months. Three months later, the external communication network will be rolled out to search for Silver Nine. Once Silver Nine is made "Response, the communication is established. Prince Gloria of the eighth galaxy may notice it immediately. Do you think this time is enough?"

　Lu Bixing - because he was still in a panic state, he took a moment to react and suddenly raised his head.

　"I've given you the base management authority - there's nothing you can do if you don't have enough time. The war is changing rapidly. No one knows what will happen in the next second. No more." Lin Jingheng is a person who will not compromise, so she compromises once in a while. The business is particularly unskilled. He coughed dryly, pretending as if nothing happened, looked down at Lu Bixing's troublesomely complicated design, and waved his hand at Lu Bixing, wanting to send him away.

　At this time, Lu Bixing grabbed his hand, and then quickly let go. The contact time between the palms was very subtle - it would be okay to grab a handful, or to pat his palms, but the former was a hooliganism, and the latter was " An innocent and friendly celebration". Lu Bixing, with the precision of a scientist, happened to be stuck in the middle of the two, almost causing chaos to Zhan Lu's human-computer interaction recognition function.

　Lin Jingheng stiffened for a moment. He was not used to being too close to others, and unexpected physical contact would make him a little uncomfortable. But because he didn't want to appear difficult to get along with, he had to pretend as if nothing had happened.

　According to incomplete statistics, out of 100 love stories, 90 protagonists will have an "allergic reaction" to the inadvertent contact of their sweetheart, and when they come back to their senses, they will find ways to hide their sensitivity. Lu Bixing finished the experiment and thought he could almost draw a conclusion. That was what Lin meant.

　"What should I do?" He was confused and calmly turned around and went out. He felt that his back had grown three inches taller out of thin air, and he walked out as handsomely as if he were walking on a catwalk.

　"Are you that happy?" Lin Jingheng looked at his back, still a little puzzled, "You can't even walk well, it's like there's a big tail sticking up behind your butt."

　Zhan Lu reminded him: "Sir, I I feel like you didn't give Principal Lu a detailed explanation or risk warning about what will happen in three months."

　"He knows," Lin Jingheng sighed, stretching out her hand to enlarge the design and spread it across the table, "I don't know. Smart or stupid, dead wood cannot be carved. Does stuffing a pig into a starship mean that it can fly? "Why don't you understand?"

　Zhan Lu thought for a while and asked: "Sir, on the way here, what do you think? Ms. Huang said that the Silver Fortress has no strict requirements for mental strength - do you think that empty brain syndrome is nothing, or is it just a social etiquette?"

　Lin Jingheng shrugged: "Who knows."

　After all, no one knows . I have never seen empty-brain syndrome in the Alliance troops, nor have I seen patients with mental retardation, waste, or anxiety disorders.

　The Declaration of Liberty of the Union states that souls are born noble and that all men are free and equal.

　The great alliance is always right - natural human rights are supreme. How can people be classified as superior or inferior because of worldly prejudices?

　Human beings are only divided into "useful" and "useless".

　The cool mechanical voice of artificial intelligence sounded: "Okay, it's just social etiquette, modify the remarks."

　"But his concept of mirroring is quite interesting," Lin Jingheng said casually, "Underground channels often have some sections for concealment purposes. Deliberately avoiding the vicinity of asteroids and large gravity sources, "guerrilla" is not impossible to achieve in this natural environment. The Star Pirates will set up a multi-layered advance team, and we will do the same. Just in time, this self-defense force can be used for testing. The reaction speed of Prince Gloria's guards. Zhan Lu, I need you to collect all the information about Prince Gloria's family for me, and do a behavioral pattern analysis in advance..."

　Reality is cold, and we can remain firm in this coldness. People need to be colder than reality.

　As Lu Bi walked out of the Self-Defense Forces Building, many strangers passed by and greeted him warmly.

　The idle children chased and slapped each other, playing "Self-Defense Forces Catching Pirates". One person pretended to be a Self-Defense Forces member and caught six "pirates". The little "Self-Defense Forces" was out of breath after running and was bullied by his peers. I stood on the street and burst into tears.

　Several real Self-Defense Force members walked by arm in arm, smelling of alcohol all over their bodies, and were loudly discussing the strange "illness" of the smelly sister. Within half a minute, a rude rumor was automatically generated and started spreading everywhere. —They said Spencer must have had hemorrhoids.

　The big screen in the square had just been repaired the day before, and the next day it started playing Category 3 movies. With the modified sound, the effect was particularly ecstatic. The old man with a tooth who had gathered for a fight the day before threw an apple at Lu Bixing from a distance and pulled it. He asked with a broken voice: "Expert, when do you plan to repair the sound system? I think this matter is extremely urgent!"

　Lu Bixing wiped the peel and shouted back: "Grandpa, if you have three months left to live, you can How are you going to live?"

　The old man with a tooth said with a smile: "Hang-eat-wait-die!"

　Lu Bixing ate the apple in silence, thinking: But you really only have three months left. .

　After chewing an apple, Lu Bixing came up with a strategy. He wiped his lips and said, "Public multimedia consumes a lot of electricity. Be careful of base overload."

　After saying that, he used the management authority he just got from Lin Jingheng to secretly Civilian power was cut off.

　In an instant, all the lights except the administrative building went out, and the man and woman on the big screen disappeared into the air like a mirage, and the entire base sighed like "fuck."

　"What am I talking about?" Lu Bixing pretended to wave to the people around him, "The base doesn't have that much energy for you to waste now. If you watch a movie for three minutes and the power goes out for a whole day, you'll be happy this time. Besides, that man is What's so good about a pair of abs? Just do whatever you have to do."

　"Three minutes" obviously calmed everyone down.

　The old man with a tooth quickly caught up: "You also let everyone watch a three-minute series of this kind of film. Is this what humans do?"

　Lu Bixing said helplessly: "The infrastructure construction of your base is at this level. What can I do?"

　He was quickly surrounded by a group of people.

　"Aren't you an expert?"

　"Solve it quickly!"

　"Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to break out of the eighth galaxy and wipe out the entire universe?"

　"Okay, okay, let me think of something, the number of maintenance robots in your base Not enough. Do you have a mechanic?"

　No one responded.

　"Okay," Lu Bixing waved his hand, "As for the line workers, those who have dealt with robots, those who have done maintenance on merchant ships... those who have repaired water pipes and sewers, all come with me." He

　just said that he would eat and wait. When the residents heard about the death, they moved in full force. Anyone who had repaired small household appliances all followed him, like a group of donkeys with carrots tied to their noses. The donkeys were anxious and enthusiastic. It only took half a day to actively cooperate with Lu Bixing, register their skills, and receive their respective divisions of labor.

　The education in the Eighth Galaxy itself is already very bad, and these interstellar homeless people are even more incredible. Many older people can't even read, and no one can understand Lu Bixing's energy system transformation plan.

　Lu Bixing's mouth went dry. He found that communication was more difficult than training a dog, so he had to give up and made a more detailed division of labor. He divided the base's labor force into several groups. The limited robots became group leaders, responsible for leading these human idiots. Work.

　The four students also got their first assignment in their lives. Lu Bixing asked them to coordinate and estimate the energy consumption of the entire base before dark. They would use it the next day, otherwise they would have to stop work and recalculate.

　After the family was broken up and everyone lived together day and night, the students had become accustomed to listening to him and using him as their backbone. After receiving the instructions, they immediately went to do the calculations honestly. After calculating a pair of numbers, they found that the four people had come up with four different magnitudes. Not touching any side.

　"Hey, if it doesn't work, just ask Mr. Lu. Where are the others?" White asked.

　"I'm busy modifying the program of the maintenance robot. I don't know where I went." Mint dragged his cheeks and looked at the messy data dizzily. "It will get dark soon... I am very good at assembling illegal weapons. You let me Can't you just do it and I can do it?"

　Huang Jingshu slapped her personal terminal back on her wrist angrily and stood up: "I can't figure it out. He didn't teach me. I'll just hand in my homework tomorrow. I love so-and-so. I'm going to bed. "

　For this suggestion, Dou Chong agreed and stood up.

　At this time, White looked around and stopped them in a low voice: "Wait a minute, did you know that General Lin only gave him three months?"

　The other three people were confused: "What three months?"

　"Mr. Lu secretly gave him three months in the morning . Tell me," White lowered his voice, "The Alliance's Silver Legion is nearby. In three months, they will transfer supplies and use this base and the people on it as bait to attract Prince Gloria. , Mr. Lu said, if the base is still as vulnerable as it is now, it will only be used as cannon fodder. These people are either thieves, robbers or smugglers. General Lin will definitely not care about their life or death... Don't tell others, Otherwise, they will have to riot, and their lives will never be better."

　The four students looked at each other for a long time.

　Fighting Chicken said: "Being a bait doesn't necessarily mean you are cannon fodder..."

　"If you are a bait, you will die." Huang Jingshu sat back again, "Have you forgotten Beijing Beta Star?"

　After she finished speaking, everyone was speechless. sound.

　Everyone wants to forget Beijing Beta Star, but the tragic memory is hard to erase no matter what.

　"Mr. Lu said that if you want to survive, you must have a minimum defense capability, a combat capability that can't be defeated but can run away, and a system to hide your own coordinates. Base infrastructure and energy supply are the basics, and they must be completed as soon as possible." White quickly He said, "Then we will see our fate."

　At this time, a middle-aged woman who owned a small restaurant in the base came over. Everyone called her "Fat Sister". White and his classmate who suddenly knew the big secret looked at each other. They all closed their mouths with deep thoughts.

　The fat lady was carrying a dozen lunch boxes in her hand, stacked up half a foot high, and placed them heavily in front of several students. She cursed and said, "That bastard teacher of yours is really nothing. You are messing around with a bunch of stinky gangsters." , and asked you little ones to join in, eat some late-night snacks, and go to bed immediately after eating. "

　The fat lady's late-night snacks are as rough as her own. She probably treats them as children, and deliberately molds the buns into chickens. In the shape of rabbits, the "chickens" and "little rabbits" are thin-skinned and as big as half a football. They are displayed in the lunch box with ferocious faces. They are enough to ward off evil spirits in the house and enter the house with dignity. The bellies of several students.

　"Check the personal terminal. Mr. Lu gave me a reference book." As soon as the fat lady left, Mint opened her mouth. She put her two index fingers together and rubbed them hard on the bridge of her nose a few times, as if she wanted to rub away the redness. Eye circles, "I remember there was a book specifically about energy and energy utilization. I didn't believe it. I can even assemble a laser gun, but I still can't solve a homework problem?"

　This is the first time for students of Xinghai College Learning to read books on your own initiative and look for what you need is like the ancient Homo sapiens coming down from the tree and starting to walk upright towards human society. It is a great milestone - unfortunately, the results are not satisfactory.

　The reference book was not friendly. As soon as the arrogant nouns and arrogant mathematical tools appeared, the four students knelt down collectively. It turned out that the four cobblers could not stand up to Zhuge Liang. They studied all night and still couldn't find anything.

　For carefree sleep, time is precious, but for people whose deadline is the next day, time is cruel.

　The energy tower of the base fell and rose again. The scenery at the beginning of the day was very special - there was no line of white fish belly in the sky. The night sky began to fade from the direction where the energy tower rose. Then, the sky was like a piece of cloth dyed with splashed ink. The dense blue sky stretched in all directions, occupying the entire field of vision in a few minutes.

　It's dawn.

　Lu Bixing took a nap in the workshop and was startled by the noise. He rubbed his eyes and raised his head to see that the mecha group that was overturned by Lin Jingheng outside the base that day was salvaged bit by bit.

　The disheveled pilots rolled off the mecha - none of them suffered any injuries. Only the masters who attacked them would often live and die. To Lin Jingheng, these people could only be regarded as small fences blocking the road. All beards and tails - but despite this, the brutal space battle still caused irreparable psychological trauma to this group of self-defense team members, and there was a lot of crying outside.

　The crowd was so excited that the chaotic cries quickly turned into a unified slogan.

　Lu Bi walked to the window and heard them calling Spencer in unison: "Sister, you bastard! I'm going to retire from the army!"

　The young scientist opened the curtains and sighed.

　On the second day of the countdown, there are still ninety days before it will be wiped out, and the base is still in a hopeless situation.