Chapter 57

　Mr. Lu Bixing, a young scientist, although he is a strange man who knows nothing and falls in love with lab reports every day, he still has strong mobility, adventurous spirit, and the fearlessness to push further.

　At this time, he was sensitively aware of Lin Jingheng's discomfort, and soon discovered the joy of teasing Mensao without any guidance, and immediately decided to tease her - Lu Bixing suddenly stepped forward and hugged Lin Jingheng.

　Lin Jingheng: "..."

　This was actually just an impulsive joke. Lu Bixing wanted to see how uncomfortable he was. Unexpectedly, Lin Jingheng's touch was not what he imagined. His chest was a little hard, and his waistline was smaller than what he had seen visually. It's even thinner, and the back is very straight. And the most important thing is that this sculpture-like body actually has temperature. The temperature not only stays on the surface of the skin, but also soaks into the clothes, quietly radiating to the surroundings. Lu Bixing hugged him recklessly, He was immersed in it like he was drowning.

　Lu Bixing's scalp exploded, and his whole body was numb. He even smelled the faint smell of rum between the man's lips and teeth... It was vague, because Lin Jingheng held his breath later.

　Then, Lu Bixing heard a "crack" sound - General Lin took a step back unbearably, leaning back, and his overly stiff joints protested at the two of them.

　Lu Bixing was afraid that he would freeze him to pieces. Although he was not enjoying himself, he reluctantly let go and retreated to a safe distance. He said calmly, "I didn't expect you to be so gentle."

　Lin Jingheng was photographed with a gentle card. On his face, he wanted to get angry and scold him as "presumptuous", but he had never shown his general's reputation in front of Lu Bixing, so a fleeting hug was certainly not offensive and there was no reason to get angry.

　Lin Jingheng took a few deep breaths and had no choice but to stay with him as if nothing had happened. She snorted coldly, "I'm just afraid you'll cry."

　After saying that, he was eager to resume his stinking virtue of being a stranger, so he turned around and left. At the same time, Lu Bixing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quietly moved his numb limbs, secretly reminiscing about the hug just now, and felt that his heart was about to burst out of his chest.

　However, just when the two of them were "as if nothing had happened", Chongsan's medical room opened, and a medical cabin slid out a little interestingly. He looked in the direction of Lu Bixing, and Zhan Lu's voice rang out: "Principal Lu, I have detected that your heart rate is tachy, your blood pressure has suddenly increased, and your body temperature has fluctuated. Do you need medical services?"

　Lu Bixing: "..."

　Lin Jingheng paused and looked back at him suddenly.

　Lu Bixing was extremely embarrassed and turned around to leave: "I...I'm going to encrypt the jump point."

　Zhan Lu in human form walked down from the wall of the Chongsan mecha, looked at Lu Bixing's disappearing back strangely, and silently began to search for himself database. After a moment, the artificial intelligence refocused its eyes and suddenly realized: "Sir, after reasonable inference, I have come to a conclusion that I can share with you..."

　"I don't want to divide it, you can keep it for yourself." Lin Jingheng sighed. He took a breath and stretched out his hand towards him with an empty glass, signaling Zhan Lu to pour him wine.

　Zhan Lu poured him half a glass of wine and added ice in a well-trained manner.

　Lu Bixing randomly drove a small mecha from Chongsan, jumped over the jump point and disappeared.

　Lin Jingheng had no intention of returning to the base. He floated quietly in the black universe, his eyes blank, and he slowly sipped the wine in the cup.

　Zhan Lu reminded him: "Sir, I have relaxed the dietary requirements appropriately based on your body's recovery, but if you continue to ask for wine, I'm afraid you may have overdosed today."

　Lin Jingheng said absently: "Well, take back the wine cabinet. "Come on, no more."

　He drinks and smokes, but he's not addicted to it. It's just from hanging out with the old gangsters for a long time. He has a few sips without getting drunk. During the fasting stage, he could abstain from alcohol, and as long as he was in the mecha, he would never touch an open flame.

　Lu Bixing, that little kid, played a prank and asked him what he liked to eat when he was fasting. Lin Jingheng didn't answer because he himself didn't know what was convenient to eat and what the nutritionist prescribed for him to eat.

　He doesn't like reading novels and hates boring social interactions. When he was in the Silver Fortress, he would block all non-military and political-related news. He knew one Yevgenia in the entire entertainment industry. The last time he watched a movie was more than 20 years ago - that The Alliance Military Commission participated in the filming of the film to promote the feelings of the Military Commission. In order to market, the military needed to send several officers with a good image to act as the front. When it premiered, Marshal Woolf sent a team of soldiers to hold him with guns. We escorted him to the premiere and asked him to sit there and take pictures. After the filming, he slept for more than two hours.

　The only entertainment was the mini-games that came with the mecha. Occasionally, he would play a few games with the mecha during long-term interstellar missions. The most played one is "blowing up the building". A virtual building icon will pop up randomly within the scope of the mental network and disappear soon. The driver must keep up and blow up the virtual icon within the specified time. This is a mental exercise. It's a small game, and the human-machine match is not good enough and it dies after a while... Oh, yes, the target set by Lin Jingheng to blow up is a photo of the Alliance Parliament Building.

　Lin Jingheng suddenly said, "I'm a pretty boring person, right?"

　"According to human standards, you can't say that," Zhan Lu thought for a while and commented fairly, "You are still very energetic when you are mean."

　Lin Jingheng Smiling bitterly: "Okay, you mean, I'm just unbearable."

　"You are indeed not an easy person to get along with," Zhan Lu tilted his head, "Sir, you look a little distressed, like Miss Petunia. I was just as distressed as when I confessed my love to you for the first time."

　Lin Jingheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and she drank all the wine at the bottom of the glass without saying a word.

　Zhan Lu continued: "It is said that when humans choose a partner, they often have an ideal type in mind. According to my observation, your ideal type should be close to Miss Petunia."

　Lin Jingheng almost choked before she could swallow a sip of wine. He lowered his head and coughed in his lungs, and said, "How come I didn't know about this?"

　"You are very kind to Miss Petunia, far beyond your patience and friendliness to other people, and you will protect her as much as possible. She will take care of her feelings, rarely say rude words to her, and rarely even make fun of her - this is not easy for you." Zhan Lu stated with reason, "Beijing Beta Star was killed, I feel sorry for her. I'm sorry for your loss."

　Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, looking in the direction of Beijing Star as if through Chongsan's mental network, but there was only darkness there, nothing could be seen, and the disappearing people seemed to have evaporated. The water has left no trace in the sea of ​​stars since then. Lin Jingheng twirled the transparent glass and whispered: "I don't like Petunia. I rejected her. In fact, I don't have anything to say to her."

　When he was with Petunia, he always felt as if he was attending Ulan College. In the new ephemeris chronicle class, I kept getting distracted and had to be careful not to be noticed, which hurt the girl's self-esteem and was very tiring.

　"I mainly..." Lin Jingheng paused and thought about the wording, "Thanks to her for liking me. Not many people like me."

　"This is not fair. Miss Evgenia's confession is better than admiration ." Miss Ni is even more fiery," Zhan Lu said. "That year during the Freedom Day military parade, she got off the stage and came to see you. I saved the relevant data and thought her physical characteristics at that time were similar to Principal Lu just now. You never said anything to her. I expressed my gratitude."

　The last two words made Lin Jingheng's heart choke in his throat. He said feebly: "Yevgenia is a social butterfly in the Alliance Parliament, and the management committee is in the background. Two heartbeats are nothing to her. A seat in parliament, a week's worth of headlines makes her heart beat faster."

　"Well, you agree with the saying 'Politics will pollute love'. It seems that your views on emotions are as conservative as they appear." Zhan Lu took his cup away to clean it, "Then your personal guard in the Silver Fortress, Mr. Lord, "What?"

　Lin Jingheng was stunned: "What?"

　"The guard commander is introverted and not good at words, but every time he passes by you, his heart rate will increase by 10%-15%," Zhan Lu didn't realize that he let go. He made a bomb and said calmly, "His eyes are always following you. Every time he leaves your office, he will look back at you before closing the door."

　Lin Jingheng looked at him blankly for a moment.

　Zhan Lu nodded very humanely: "Well, judging from your expression, in your eyes, except that you can't flick cigarette ashes on him, there is no difference between the personal guard captain and artificial intelligence - I feel sorry for Mr. Lord, I hope everything is fine with him now."

　Lin Jingheng leaned back in her chair very irritably and took a deep breath. She felt that chatting with Zhan Lu would not relieve her, but would only add to the problem, so she ignored him.

　Lu Bixing repaired the loopholes in the anti-tracking system very efficiently, and quickly organized a second exercise... massacre.

　The second exercise lasted for fifty minutes, and still ended with the three teams losing points. Lin Jingheng found a new loophole in the actual combat - when the distance is relatively close, a team of the size of the Golden Warriors will have a slight weakness. The energy siphon, the team was used to hugging each other, and they didn't dare to evacuate, so they were caught by Lin Jingheng.

　The highlight of this exercise was Saturday - as the spokesman for Lin Jingheng's daydreaming fool, Saturday implemented his whims. He didn't get enough lessons last time, but this time he actually dared to lead people to take the initiative, and The more frustrated he became, the braver he became... Of course, being brave was of no use, and his end was still very miserable.

　The third exercise lasted one hour and thirty minutes. This time, Lin Jingheng didn't fire once because Weasel tried to cheat. The night before the exercise started, he sneaked into the mecha station and planned to install a gadget in Chongsanli. I hope to use this to monitor Lin Jingheng's mecha operations during the exercise.

　Obviously, Mr. Weasel knows nothing about Zhan Lu, and he actually tried to use the ancestral chicken-stealing method to challenge the top contemporary technology. Lin Jingheng didn't say anything and just taught him a lesson at the beginning of the exercise. Zhan Lu used the hidden communication port to hack back. Lin Jingheng took the opportunity to take away the weasel's mental network. The three teams looked at the motionless Chong San, as if Facing a powerful enemy, he didn't know that a Trojan horse had sneaked into his midst. In the end, General Lin, wearing a weasel's vest, deceived the three teams into one from thousands of miles away, causing them to retreat in a fight with each other. He personally Demonstrated to Weasel and others - it's okay to be wary and deceitful, but you need to read more books.

　Weasel's iron-faced rider had the lowest score and was assigned to long-range patrol.

　In the fourth exercise, the anti-tracking system has been improved to perfection. At this time, the Golden Warrior and the Iron Mask have learned their lesson and are hiding deep in the anti-tracking system, planning to do this for four people. After half an hour, Lin Jingheng had several fights, and he had roughly understood the nature of these people. He went around in the maze-like channel and used a flaw to lead to Saturday. Saturday may be a kamikaze delayed by his background. Although he has experienced countless times of being deprived of his mental network, which is worse than death, his courage to score from General Lin is still unquenchable.

　Lin Jingheng helped him, reducing the Self-Defense Force to a pulp, and despicably used the mental network to intimidate and lure him, forcing him to give up the coordinates of the other two teams during the holidays.

　From that day on, Lin Jingheng seemed to have his eyes on the Self-Defense Forces. Every time he entered the training ground, he would attack the Self-Defense Forces first. The other two teams took care of them, causing the Self-Defense Forces' scores to plummet. They became the long-term bottom and professional long-range patrollers. .

　On Saturday, they had been stranded in space for two weeks, ten navigation days away, as if they had become satellites of the base.

　When Lu Bixing came to deliver supplies to them, he found that the Self-Defense Force's mechas were spinning like floating corpses. They were lifeless and had no morale. They were either playing cards online in groups of three or five, or they were bored and playing with the mechas. Game, even routine physical training was not organized on Saturday. He turned on automatic driving and fell asleep in the cabin.

　Lu Bixing's request for communication was sent three times but was ignored, so he had to take over the mental network of Saturday's mecha, played a heartbreaking heavy metal dance music in the cabin, and then turned off the simulated gravity system immorally. On Saturday, I was dreaming with my head covered. I was awakened by the music that sounded like a natural disaster. I was so frightened that I kicked up on the bed. Then I threw myself into the sky in weightlessness. I couldn't stop spinning at a constant speed for eighteen times, and I almost fainted.

　"Morning, brother Zhou Zuo," Lu Bixing greeted him energetically, "The dance is quite beautiful - I wish I could change my flowery pants."

　Zhou Zuo roared angrily: "Give me back the mental network, I I'm going to vomit!"

　However, in the end, he only vomited two mouthfuls of sour water, and there was really nothing else in his empty stomach.

　"Yesterday? I didn't eat last night. I drank two sips of wine and fell asleep. I almost vomited after eating the compressed nutritional meal." Saturday washed his face, "I almost forgot what the rice fished out of the pot smells like."

　"It's normal for interstellar long-range patrol missions to last for several months," Lu Bixing said. "You have to learn to adapt."

　Saturday sneered: "No, others endure hardship to protect their families and country, and I endure hardship to serve as a soldier."

　Lu Bixing sneered . He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Saturday's face through the communicator: "You don't think Lin is targeting you, do you?"

　"No," Saturday shrugged, "They can't be targeting me, they probably just think I'd better deal with it. , Just do it every time. Who am I? I don't have much ability, and I can't even form a group."

　Lu Bixing: "Maybe he just wants to give you the long-range patrol task..."

　"Leave the long-range daze task to me. What's the difference between this ghost place and a small dark room? Come on, the prison food delivery guy, bring the dog food over." Saturday interrupted him, pushing the fishermen away and getting ready to receive the supplies, "Speaking of which, Teacher Lu, Don't come here to deliver food in the future. Go back and find a group of people to patrol. Stay one more night today, and tomorrow I will prepare to take the brothers back to sea. When I get back, I will disband the Self-Defense Force, so as not to torture others and torture myself. "

　Admit defeat?"

　"Admit defeat. I didn't listen to you at that time. I was too naive. The old saying is true, only after you work hard will you know that you are not the one." Saturday Dead Pig shrugged without fear of boiling water. Watching the supply package being pushed into the mecha indifferently, he suddenly said, "Is the smelly sister dead? Or is she locked up?"

　Lu Bixing was stunned.

　"Why, am I that stupid in your eyes?" Saturday asked indifferently, "But it doesn't matter, nominally I was raised by him, but in fact he just left me to fend for myself in the base for so many years. , I will just work for him when I grow up, whether he dies or not has nothing to do with me. There are probably other people in the base who have guessed it, and they didn't say anything. A group of people, without dignity, is all that is left. When you are alive, the nature of life is to be indifferent. Sister Stinky is such a person, and so are we who struggle to survive under his hands. "

　The people in this base are just like the people at the bottom of the long feudal society of the earth era, struggling every day. By nightfall, the joys, anger, sorrows and joys are forced into a very narrow line by food and clothing. I have never heard of what "civilization" is, and I don't care whether the emperor is a pig or a dog. It takes one day at a time.

　"I didn't kill him or torture him. Don't worry. It's just inconvenient for him to show up." Lu Bixing said, "They falsely accused you of murdering Mr. Spencer..."

　"They just found any excuse. Some people said that I slept with him. Where's the smelly sister?" Saturday shook his head and laughed, "You are the same person... Pfft, I don't know what to say about you, why do you take everything so seriously?"

　The two were silent for a while, then Saturday stood up and went. Organizing the supplies package: "But I did think about throwing the smelly sister down and letting me take care of this base. I was ignorant at the time and thought that I was better than him after all. Now I understand."

　Lu Bixing frowned and looked at Saturday's thin back through the communication screen.

　"These grandsons in the base are hopeless. Sister Stinky's method of raising pigs is the best for them. I am also a pig, I just think I can fly."

　Space will amplify negative emotions and is not a good place for heart-to-heart talks, Lu Bixing They had no choice but to return to the base first, planning to cancel the next exercise temporarily and wait until they returned to land on Saturday to talk to him.

　However, when he returned to the mecha station, he had already touched Zhan Lu's spiritual network before he landed.

　This time, Zhan Lu did not restrain himself at all. The spiritual network that covered the sky and the sun stretched to its maximum, almost making people breathless. It connected several jump points in the distance and spread to further places through the jump points. Lu Bixing was startled. He looked up at the calendar and found that the next day's date had been circled with a marker.

　The three-month agreement has expired.

　Lin Jingheng has already set up long-distance communication. After zero o'clock, he will start sending signals outside the territory.

　This means that the tranquility of the base will turn into a bird's nest on the cliff, which is in danger of overturning in an instant.

　These days, Lin Jingheng said nothing, but actually she has been helping him train. As time went by, Lu Bixing almost had the illusion that he had been impressed.

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