Chapter 112

　"We have calculated that Morning Star and a few surrounding satellites alone are enough to house a population of 600 million. This immigration is nothing. The 3D construction printer has been working day and night these days and has already exploded due to overheating. Sixteen units have all been sent back to the repair shop. The immigrants are still resting at the satellite transfer station. Their personal terminals will be gradually included in the Venus social security system. If everything goes well, it will be completed within a week. All departments are urgently counting the needs. Regarding the number of positions and the required qualifications, Mr. Lu, the only one left is your engineering team... no, the engineering department. "

　"The engineering department needs a lot of people. Anyone who wants to come can come. If arrangements can be made, no certificates or academic qualifications are required. However. Professional qualifications are still required. After you come in, take a test. Those who pass can be directly employed. Otherwise, they can go to training. The general principle is to be loose in and strict out. Let me remind them that there is no high salary during the training period, only subsistence allowances. It is better to give The chief makes more money as a secretary, let everyone think about it."

　Chief Edward's secretary said on the video call: "Bah!"

　The anti-triad group that was pressing harder and harder finally stopped because of Ancru's temporary change. The eight galaxies were able to take a moment to breathe.

　The peripheral jump points have been equipped with explosive devices, like the torches that the ancients were prepared to burn the hemp ropes of the suspension bridge at any time, just in case.

　Lin Jingheng personally escorted Teacher Lu, who loved to work on the front line, back to Daystar.

　The mecha slowly entered the atmosphere, and after passing through the clouds, the ground could be seen with the naked eye.

　The construction printer filled up the planned residential area in swaths with extremely high efficiency. Rows of small buildings were erected very quickly. Lin Jingheng remembered that when she left, many places were still wasteland and ruins. At this time, the ground had been leveled, and swarms of robots were busy building roads. It looked very similar... but I don't know which building was designed by some unlucky color-blind person. In appearance, the color of these small buildings is very crazy. It is an incomprehensible macaron color. It is fresh and lively paired with the chilly Galaxy City military base not far away. It is like a bunch of lively and unattractive little mushrooms. It is very Comedy.

　Lu Bixing: "...Who did this? It's too detrimental to the appearance of the city. From the sky, it looks like a layer of moss."

　The secretary to the general manager replied: "Your Majesty."

　Lin Jingheng habitually raised his hand. Eyebrow: "Is the girlish heart of the old Persian cat still alive? From the time he pretended to have different eyes to now, it has been the same for hundreds of years."

　Lu Bixing: "..."

　Lin Jingheng glanced at him with the corner of her eyes, and then said: "You two, father and son This unreliability is hereditary, and there is a lack of leash at critical moments."

　Lu Bixing was happy to be squeezed and listened with a smile. Lin Jingheng raised his hand and was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of Chief Edward's wink-less secretary. He listened on the ground, so he swallowed it back, frowned and poked Lu Bixing on the shoulder, then turned to tell Zhan Lu: "Docking the orbit, testing the key, and prepare to land!"

　The heavy armor made a soft "buzz" sound, which seemed to be very happy. of.

　"We're back!" Lu Bixing cheered, and shouted to the base's communication station amidst the huge noise, "Commander, do you miss me?"

　Lin Jingheng had something in his heart, and as he said "He's back" he softly Move lightly.

　He found that he could trace the landmark buildings of the Galaxy City base, the curvature of the docking track, and the small bumps during docking as soon as he closed his eyes.

　From the mecha transceiver station to the command post, after exiting the hall, there is a path paved with stones. When Zhan Lu reported "Successful docking", he seemed to have felt the touch of those small stones on the soles of his shoes.

　The smoke and gunfire suddenly distanced themselves from him.

　This is a strange feeling for Lin Jingheng. He was not familiar with Voto's so-called "mansion" at all, and he couldn't understand it without a navigation robot. The Silver Fortress where he was stationed at that time was the throat of the Alliance, and it had a sense of tension that had never been brought to him. Come and experience a relaxing sense of belonging.

　The next moment, Chief Edward's roar came from the communication station: "Why did you go to the front line again?! Didn't you say you were staying at the immigration satellite transfer station!"

　Lu Bixing casually fooled him: "I am just in the satellite transfer station. The station is here to receive immigrants. It was General Lin and his friends who brought me back on their way, right?"

　The chief didn't dare to be too rude to Lin Jingheng. He coughed dryly and was about to stop.

　I heard General Lin tearing things up on the spot: "Bullshit."

　Lu Bixing: "..."

　Chief: "Lu Bixing!"

　Chief Edward was old and kept talking endlessly. He asked the mecha transceiver station to turn on all the broadcasts and amplify them one by one. The weapon chased Lu Bixing and ran away, spraying wherever he went. Lu Bixing, a civilian employee, was so ignorant that he was so irresponsible as the "Chairman of the Special Committee".

　The commander-in-chief was furious and his voice was like a bell: "When you represent the eighth galaxy, your life is not only your own, it also belongs to all citizens! Look at your virtue, you are like an unreliable young man. What!"

　Lu Bixing spread his hands: "But I am an unreliable young man. Chief, how did you realize this problem?"

　Chief Edward was choked and fell back, and decided to talk to the young man's father, One-Eyed Eagle. While chatting, the old man angrily opened the window of the communication station, just in time to look at the cheerfully colored small buildings in the distance.

　If the chief hadn't been so poor himself, he would have wanted to allocate some money to the one-eyed eagle so that he could have his eyes treated exclusively.

　The corners of Lin Jingheng's eyes curled up slightly, and she turned around and walked towards the command post, but was caught by Lu Bixing's elbow.

　Lin Jingheng: "What?"

　Lu Bixing said seriously: "You promised me."

　"What did you promise, a dog leash?"

　Lu Bixing pulled him in another direction without any explanation, and bypassed the mecha station. Unexpectedly, there was someone behind him. A mecha vehicle passage was built.

　As the "King of the Ground", mecha vehicles can run close to the ground and hover in the air, and can reach supersonic speeds. In the past, there was a large desolate wilderness between Galaxy City and the base. They just drove the mecha vehicles out for a walk, but now the surrounding area After a bit of rest and recuperation, the city has become quite decent. Of course, we can no longer drive such a big killer through the city. In non-emergency war situations, mecha vehicles need dedicated closed tracks.

　Lin Jingheng: "What is this?"

　"Special train." Lu Bixing said, "The unarmed personnel working in the base have to go home after work. Members of the new government in Galaxy City often have to run between the base and the government, so we planned a special shuttle train. , come on, come up."

　He said, holding Lin Jingheng's hand and pressing it on the fingerprint reader, and entered Lin Jingheng's identity information on the small platform of the mecha vehicle. A mecha vehicle then rose up from the ground and automatically ejected. The door opened.

　"This track goes directly to the main urban area of ​​Galaxy City. Running on the track is a little faster than running in the wild. It only takes twelve minutes and six seconds to reach the end point," Lu Bixing said, "but we are not going to the main urban area today."

　He said in his voice After landing, the mecha car started slowly, increased to its highest speed after a minute, and then slowly slowed to a stop, just following the track and stopping on another platform.

　Lu Bixing: "Follow me."

　Outside the mecha station platform is a residential area. The short ones are just bungalows, and the taller ones are two or three floors. The streets between the small buildings are neat and pedestrian. No motor vehicles are allowed to enter. There are flower beds on both sides. It is already filled with decorative plants, ready to bloom.

　There is a stone-carved door plate at the entrance of this residential area, which reads: Galaxy City Military Base Accommodation Area.

　"My dad did not design this area." Lu Bixing said, "This is the first military base accommodation area. If the garrison at the Galaxy City headquarters increases in the future, we will need to build more. From here to the base mecha station, the machine Car A takes only one minute and fifty-six seconds, which is about the same time as it takes you to walk from the command post."

　Lin Jingheng: "One minute and fifty-six seconds? I'm not lame."

　Lu Bixing stopped helplessly and looked back at Lin Jingheng. With a cold face, she waved to him, beckoning him to come over, then she leaned close to his ear, biting it and said, "If you keep doing this, your nose is not your nose or your eyes, I will molest you on the street."

　Lin Jingheng coolly said . I gave him a look - you dare.

　Lu Bixing: "...I don't dare, then why don't you come and molest me."

　Lin Jingheng pushed his face away, and Lu Bixing slowed down his tone and reasoned with him: "The best engineers have to be in close contact. First-hand information will be compromised every time it is conveyed. Didn't your third silver guard have to go to the front line in person before? "

　Lin Jingheng was unmoved: "What is the third silver guard? Is it time to include you?"

　Lu Bixing felt that this person was unreasonable, always changing the focus and changing concepts, so he was speechless and had to hold his chin and kiss the side of his face.

　"Go away, don't do this." Lin Jingheng leaned back, "Why didn't you say hello to me and went to the front line privately?"

　Lu Bixing pretended to be stupid: "What? At that time, the captain of the Turan Guards summoned the maintenance engineering team urgently, but he didn't follow Are you saying hello... Hey, no, no, no, why are you frowning like this? I will also be worried about you. If I can't personally understand what is missing on the front line, how to solve the problem, how to provide you with timely support when the war breaks out, how to protect you. You?"

　Lin Jingheng seemed to be punched in the heart by him and was speechless for a moment.

　"When we have something to talk about in the future, do you always get into a cold war like you when I'm angry? Don't you think you're being unreasonable?"

　Lin Jingheng nodded expressionlessly: "I think, so what, your first day Do you know me?"

　After saying that, he grabbed Lu Bixing's collar, lifted him up and put him aside like a big obstruction, and continued walking along the path.

　Lu Bixing caught a glimpse of his red ears and tried not to smile: "Hey, do you know which building it is? It seems like you know the road...well, you really do."

　Although it was Lin Jingheng's first time here. , but did not get lost, because from a distance, I saw the small building in the back with a strange shape. To the left and right of the courtyard entrance, like stone lions, stood two iron-clad dancing robots. The robots were unprepossessing, and I didn't know it was Lu Bixing holding a can. No matter how hard he fought, he had a hip-hop temperament that made him lose his head.

　On top of the robot's head, there is a wooden sign surrounded by eternal flowers, which reads: Home of General Lin and Engineer 001.

　General Lin's long-lasting Cold War ability suddenly broke down at this moment. Two dancing robots swayed their heads and tails and performed a samba in front of him. They bent down hand in hand, and then the robot on the left emerged from the bushes. He grabbed a small petal from the inside and held it in the palm of Tiepi's hand. He brought it to Lin Jingheng. The robot on the right politely took off its head and gave him a "head-off signal". Lu Bixing's recording came from the chest: "Welcome home." "

　Lu Bixing came up from behind him and said shamelessly: "I asked people to move all your things over, and you promised to come and live with me."

　Lin Jingheng's tense face finally softened, and she sighed helplessly . tone.

　Lu Bixing observed his words, immediately touched his nose and face, and whistled. The two dancing robots heard the sound and moved... Unexpectedly, this time the wave went too far, and one of them got a little stronger and grabbed his partner's weak arm. When it came down, a cluster of small sparks erupted from the chest of the dancing robot with its broken arm. It short-circuited on the spot and turned into a repeater. It began to play "Welcome Home" in an endless loop. Lu Bixing rushed up and humiliated him. "My subordinates towed it away for repairs."

　Lin Jingheng: "..."

　Engineer No. 001 is so unreliable. Are the mechas he has repaired okay?

　"I've also prepared the interface for the home electronic butler. Zhan Lu can automatically connect when he comes in... By the way, where's Zhan Lu?"

　"On the mecha," Lin Jingheng said, "I'll send you back and settle down right away. Just go, I need to get in touch with Ancru, I always feel that he...well."

　Before he could finish his words, Lu Bixing threw him on the sofa.

　Lin Jingheng subconsciously stretched out her hand to protect him, staggered half a step and sank into the sofa. The sofa was made of a deformable material. The softness and hardness could change with the owner's sitting posture at any time - if the person sitting on it sat upright, the sofa would It will become flat and straight. If someone lies on it and rolls around, it will immediately become as soft and deformable as a water bed, able to wrap the person tightly and sink deeply into it.

　Lu Bixing: "What did you say you were going to do right away?"

　Lin Jingheng replied with steely will: "Go to the war zone, I need to arrange security posts."

　Lu Bixing narrowed his eyes slightly, licked his lips, leaned down, and gently Holding a strand of hair in front of his eyes, he pushed it to the side. His breath fell vaguely, evoking a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. Lu Bixing asked, "Tell me again, what are you going to do right now?"

　Lin Jingheng said, "Don't make trouble. I still have to..."

　As soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Bixing suddenly came over and gently licked the seam of his lips. Lin Jingheng held her breath subconsciously, feeling that he seemed to have brought some kind of neurotoxin, which penetrated along the sensitive lips. , spread from the nerve network, instantly paralyzing his hands and feet.

　Lu Bixing looked at him with a bit of a bad smile: "Okay sir, can you give me one night from your busy schedule? The medical cabin medical certificate said that I am seriously deficient in vitamin Lin Jingheng. If I don't supplement it in time, there will be Life is in danger."

　General Lin has never seen this kind of approach in his life, and he was defeated before he could organize an effective defense.

　He deeply felt that it was necessary for Eighth Star to issue a management regulation to ban illegal coquettishness.

　The war at the edge of the eight galaxies was briefly extinguished, and the night in Galaxy City was gentle and quiet. The people who were active in the square after work gradually dispersed, and the vendors along the street also chatted with each other and closed their stalls to go home. The stone statue of Lu Xin watched them quietly. There was a row of flowers at his feet, which were the tributes to the Egret Star a few days ago. Left behind by our dead compatriots, our eyes gaze toward the direction in which the eighth sun rises every day.

　Three days later, Lin Jingheng had just signed the confirmed management plan for the war zone sentry. Before he had time to explore Ancru's background, Ancru took the initiative to throw an olive branch from the seventh galaxy -

　"General, they A remote communication request came in, hoping to connect to the eight-system internal network and establish contact with us. The Central Army of the Seventh Galaxy also officially sent a friendly letter."

　Lin Jingheng's eyebrows moved.