From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

As a result, Zhizhi really painted on the light board and rummaged through the storage bracelet to find some materials.

In order to be lazy, Zhizhi copied the very well-designed drum drum roughly.

The two-sided drum, with a diameter of just over twenty centimeters and a thickness of only about half a fist, was built by Zhi Zhi. The drum head is still made of Lullu Beast leather, so the pink drum head has an extra cuteness.

Zhizhi and Zhizhi tried to hold the newly baked double-sided drum like a steering wheel, and began to tap the drum head gently with all four fingers of their hands.

A sporadic sound, thin and clear, different from drumming, appeared in the room. Zhizhi also tried tapping the drum with the tip of her fingernail. The wooden drum made a different sound than the drum surface and had a unique taste.

"Come out! I'm about to go into the space to practice the tambourine."

The drummer said slowly: {Then what song do you want to practice? How to practice? }

Zhizhi's eyes rolled, "My tambourine is different from an ordinary musical instrument. I want to play it while driving the mecha. Let the mecha and drum sounds complement each other, and our music should also have a place on the battlefield."

It sounds nice, but isn't it just to trick him into letting him in, and also to create an environment and conditions for him to practice mecha?

What tambourine... most likely it was incidental.

Denggu is very naive in this kind of thing, {Really? Can our music also have a place on the battlefield? }

The music of the Pluto Galaxy has many back-end assistants. Even Tiegu, who is a heritage musical instrument, has never thought of such "ambition". So I was quickly attracted by Zhi Zhi’s unique idea.

"Of course, music can assist healing, why don't you try to attack?" Zhizhi said plausibly, without blushing or heartbeat.

As he was talking, he suddenly remembered that in the online games that Li Gu played in the 23rd century on Earth, there were those sects with a fairy spirit that used flutes or something to send out sonic attacks. "If the melody is suitable, it might be an effective means of directly attacking the mental realm or the brain!"

He almost believed it himself.

The result also made him overjoyed, and Denggu was really fooled: {Then what requirements do I need for my training space? }

The corners of Zhi Zhi's lips raised upwards, and her heart made a big smile. "Let me think about it..."

……

{Master, can you take a look at this setting? The flow rate is still the same. }Denggu cooperated with Zhizhi enthusiastically, as if Zhizhi would soon develop a musical instrument and weapon capable of killing everyone.

Zhizhi looked at the environment, the wartime background, and the speed of time and was extremely satisfied. But it happened to be the same: "Does Tenggu have a mecha? I have to play the tambourine while driving the mecha. What if I don't have a mecha?"

This is hard for Tie Gu: {Sorry, there is no memory about mecha operation that Tie Gu can recall. }

There are mechas, but it's just impossible to pilot them like Zhizhi wants.

That great musician will still drive a mecha? Even if there is an opportunity to enter the cockpit occasionally, it is only to be rescued or to ride for a short time.

How is it possible to meet Zhizhi's requirements and create a mecha that can train driving skills?

The little abacus was crackling loudly, but in the end, the chess piece was missed.

{Pfft...} Diyou, who witnessed the whole process, couldn't help but chuckle, even the little bean sprouts giggled along with it.

This movement attracted Zhi Zhi's attention, and another plan came to his mind: "Deng Gu, please bring Di You and me in together. If you don't know what she does, leave the mecha to her."

Di You's smile stopped: {Is this okay? Outrageous...}

[Hahahaha, I was laughing so hard! 】Little Douya just woke up and originally came to watch the excitement outside. As a result, I was rolling on the bed with laughter, and I was screaming so much that my stomach hurt.

I don’t know where the bean sprouts’ belly is?

Unexpectedly, Peigu actually agreed. Xiao Douya laughed beside him: [I accompanied Zhizhi to practice the Jingyue Qin. It’s not surprising that you can go in. Hahaha. 】

On the other side, Zhi Zhi finally felt comfortable and waved her hand: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Let's go in now."

…[The dividing line between Emperor You who was forcibly captured as a young man]…

People entered the training space in the evening, and when they came out, Di You quickly escaped along the Zhi Nao network.

She wanted to have a good chat with Ming, and accompanied Zhi Zhi in the space and listened to the "dong dong dong" sound for three whole years. At this moment, she felt that her core program was going to report an error!

Obviously already out of the practice space, dong dong dong, dong dong dong, dong dong, dong dong dong... are still ringing in my ears from time to time. Sometimes the top masterminds would be upset and envious of the lower-level brains. At least they wouldn't have the same auditory hallucinations as she did.

As for Zhi Zhi, his body, which had been in a deep sleep state, began to snore loudly the moment he came back. Little Douya, who was lying on the pillow beside him, was so frightened that he thought something had exploded!

After getting up and observing for a while, I found that Zhizhi was sleeping with her mouth wide open and her arms stretched out. It seemed that he was quite tired, so he ignored him and quietly slipped back to his nest in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to sleep quietly.

Ming is inspecting the data flow of the plantation, looking at the logistical energy distribution. As a result, she watched Di You rush towards her like a flood following the data flow.

After struggling for a while, they reluctantly separated. They were very disgusted: {Didn't you go to the military headquarters and scold me before going to accompany the little cutie? Are you thinking of me now? }

However, Di You looked around Ming for a long time as if he was extremely curious: {Ming, I just realized that you are really beautiful and gentle. }

{…? }Ming quickly checked Diyou's core data, {Your core data is not wrong, it's missing codes, are you starting to talk nonsense? }

{No, I just haven’t seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. }For three years in the practice space, he transformed into the mecha Youdi every day to accompany Zhizhi from stumbling to mastering a series of commonly used skills.

When had she been separated from Ming for such a long time? She really misses her so much. As soon as he came out, he went straight to where Ming was.

{…} Even if the entire battle is completed, it does not exceed 9 interstellar hours. Is this considered a long time? Ming couldn't understand, but didn't say anything else. {What does the military say about this little cute thing? }

Di You's entire virtual image hung on Ming's body, acting coquettishly and complaining: {You don't care about me, don't you miss me? }

Ming pushed her down and transferred all the data and programs he was processing to her: {I just want to take a break and sort out my core data. You came just in time to sort it out for me. }