MECHANICAL: Mechanism

If these dreams are analyzed, they can also be sorted into a few sentences.

He is afraid that the invincible will fail, he is afraid that the people he loves will die because of meaningless wars, but he is not very afraid of his own death and pain, but hates the powerlessness. In the end, Erwitt was beheaded, not so much a dream Rather, it is his firm belief that after the defeat of the army, the representatives of invincibility will also be destroyed.

Erwitt remained silent, but let Yanchi slowly calm down. He speculated that Erwitt's thoughts had become a habit, and now he guessed from his expression that it might be the first time Erwitt heard someone swear that he was blind. I thought he was going to die.

But even thinking about it when he was sober, Yan Chi still felt terrified.Will Alwitt die?

He can't say no.

If there is really nothing in the world that can hurt a powerful artificial human, then why can't Le Lunai show up for many years, and how did the master of the god of death die with the mech intact?

These are state secrets, what Yanchi knows are facts and results, but it does not prevent him from being vaguely sure: artificial humans will die, no matter how long their lifespan is, no matter how powerful they are, everything that exists will surely perish.

But this is exactly what Yanchi cannot accept and cannot face.

Alwitt's face-reading skills are really not that good, but Yanchi's entanglement can be seen. He didn't do the psychological counseling that Yanchi expected, but asked calmly: "And then?"

Yanchi couldn't help shivering, and continued to recall: "Then everything changed, the previous scenes were gone, I saw... I saw the devil and hell, the sky full of flames, twisted monsters, sheep's heads , Cerberus, and boiling magma, the cracked earth..."

This time Elvitt nodded: "Agnosticism, this can be explained."

Yan Chi is not sure: "But I never believed in these things?"

Alwitt actually reached out and touched his shoulder this time, the force was very light, and it was easy to touch, but it was very clear that it was a comforting gesture. At this time, his tolerance seemed to be extraordinarily high, even in his The moment he touched himself, he felt the hot air and water vapor rising from the smooth skin that had just been bathed and climbed up around his fingers, and the tiny electric current was transmitted from the skin neurons to the brain, so intense and detailed that it was unnecessary.

He stared blankly at Elwitt, subconsciously bit his lips to suppress his unnecessary violent reaction and the possibility of trembling again.

Alwitt, of course, knew nothing about his mental activities, so he just went on to explain: "You just didn't pay attention to those unexplainable things, but in your subconscious, it must be completed, but I think this is not good for you. Speaking of it, it’s better than the previous one, at least when you’re sober, it feels a little funny and not so scary.”

Yan Chi nodded and admitted that it was indeed the case.

He is actually very aggressive. When talking about the dream, he was thinking about how to arm himself and how to overcome this fear. He admitted that this part of the fear is actually not that scary, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what should I do?" How to solve these? To learn more scientific knowledge?"

This question made Elwitt stunned for a moment, and he didn't answer at all, but continued to ask: "Is there any more?"

Yan Chi was caught off guard, and thought carefully for a moment: "Yes, I saw something disgusting, a lot of people together... mating."

This word is obviously not used to describe human behavior under normal circumstances, but Yan Chi quickly added: "I don't know why I am afraid of this kind of thing, but seeing a large group of people all in vain Doing the same thing doesn’t feel like enjoyment, but it’s crazy and terrifying, which makes me feel terrible. I’m not a participant in the dream, but a wandering perspective from the sidelines. If I observe too carefully, I feel even more terrifying. "

Seeing that Alwitt still had a face of "I'm listening", Yan Chi continued to remember with difficulty, and found that he couldn't remember clearly: "There must be more left, but I forgot, I can't remember at all, just remember me Very scared."

As if not writing all the answers in the exam answer sheet, Yanchi actually felt a little guilty.After all, the military camp is a place where competition is the main thing. He has developed a deep habit of treating this matter as a competition and an exam, but it is quite cute to be nervous.

However, Alwitt obviously didn't regard this as an assessment or a psychological counseling, as if he was just asking, seeing that the banquet had finished, he stood up first: "It's time to eat."

Banquet pool:? ? ? ? ?

Anyway they went downstairs to eat.

Anyway, Yanchi didn't understand Elwitt's mental journey, so he simply didn't ask, and sat down to eat honestly.I don't know what's going on, but the robot butler put a lot of spices into the meat today. Simply put, it's fragrant and spicy.

The geographical environment of the 23rd Legion determines that they don't eat spicy food very much. Yanchi thought that the taste was stimulating and fragrant. He always thought that he could eat spicy food, but it turned out that he couldn't.

The deliciousness is really delicious, and the excitement is also really exciting. Yanchi is unwilling to show weakness in this kind of thing, and he is really hungry. He ate it hard, raised his head, and Alwitt was stunned for a moment, no Understand why his face is full of QAQ, and look at him very urgently.

Yanchi didn't expect that Erwitt suddenly raised his head, and his distorted expression of silent madness was seen just like that.

...he wasn't mentally prepared yet.

Fortunately, soon Elwitt lowered his head calmly, obviously not paying much attention to it, Yan Chi heaved a sigh of relief, grabbed the water glass and poured it vigorously, only then he barely felt so embarrassed.

In fact, Yanchi is used to it. Living with Alwitt is almost like living alone. It is difficult for them to communicate with each other in their daily life. and career.

Although Yanchi still couldn't guess why Erwitt and the military department were so concerned about him, but he could almost understand that it was not surprising that something special happened to him, especially the god of death, so The importance has risen sharply.

Of course, this kind of experience is not very good. The feeling of no one caring about the heart is quite depressing and sad, but Yanchi is not a child. Since he considers himself an adult and vows to die for the country, of course he cannot disobey orders.

Besides, in fact, he didn't miss those days of the 23rd Legion very much.Although there are wine, songs and friends, but in the final analysis, since the consciousness entered a deeper dimension, Yanchi has a premonition that it seems that he can never go back to the past, and can no longer be happy without knowing anything.

Although it seems hypocritical and subtle to say this, it is the fact that Yan Chi does not intend to deny it.

Everyone's life seems to have countless paths to choose from, but Yan Chi always feels that in this situation, this kind of confusion of not knowing what will happen in the future, no matter what, it will definitely be his choice.

Because of a strange opportunity, he became a black sheep in the flock. He jumped out of the fence and entered the vast world that he had no understanding of before. Guided instead of living the way most people live.

Because of this, he actually understands the importance of Elwitt's existence.

Of course, a mere major is not worthy of Alwitt's protection, support, and teaching, but since he did so, there must be a reason, and he can't ask, but it doesn't mean that he can't make his own decisions without knowing the inside story. choose.

He enjoyed these moments with Erwitt.

While there's been a lot of scares and pain, there's also a lot of good stuff for now.

So Yanchi never expected that the psychological counseling he had expected was really gone.When Erwitt said goodnight to him relaxedly, Yanchi was very relaxed because he was too full to eat, so he entered the room without much reaction, and then realized that they seemed to have forgotten something.

Is it really okay to bring children like this?

Yan Chi didn't know what to say, stared at the door for a while, but didn't have the courage to knock on the door and shouted that you have the ability to ignore me and you have the ability to open the door.

Although it is said to be taking care of children, Yanchi dare not and does not want to really treat himself as a child.He turned around and flung himself on the bed in frustration, the ring on the bedside table flashed, the god of death poked out his head from the rippling halo, his big eyes mocked: "How do you feel, little brat?"

It was only at this time that Yanchi felt tired, his whole body was sore, and he didn't want to move. He rolled his eyes weakly, and with difficulty lifted his lower body and pulled the quilt over himself: "I think I can hold on, it seems that you are destined to The little widow is marrying me again, so she should die and return to the mecha library."

The amazing thing is that he, the dead god, really understood. Not only did he understand, but he also rolled his eyes like him: "You talk about you and me very disgustingly."

Then he leaned out his upper body gossipingly, and transformed into a elongated and deformed figure like smoke, floating on Yanchi's face: "I'm afraid you will be squeezed dry by me if you don't persist until then."

Yan Chi thought seriously, and replied seriously: "...I think what you said is even more disgusting."

Reaper shook his head very much like a dog, snorted at him disdainfully, and then shrank back.Yan Chi couldn't open his eyelids anymore, but he still remembered something, and asked vaguely: "I thought you couldn't show yourself without my permission?"

In his ears, the voice of the god of death was as indistinct as if it came through a pool of stagnant water, and it was even quite soft because of it: "Hmph, do you think you can really dominate me now? Good night, little fart child."

In fact, there is nothing inappropriate to be called a kid by the god of death, because purely based on age and seniority, it is not wrong to say that Yanchi is a child, and Yanchi himself doesn't care much.He turned over and quickly fell asleep.

After experiencing so many things yesterday, Yanchi thought that he was going to have a nightmare no matter what, but he didn't. When he woke up in the morning, the alarm clock was still ten seconds away, and Yanchi turned it off in a daze, thinking It seems that his adaptability is much stronger than he thought, and his biological clock has almost been adjusted.

The god of death suddenly appeared again: "Morning."

He projected more parts this time, only his hind legs were still under the water, and he leaned on his front paws and tilted his head to look at the banquet pool, stretching his body very comfortably.

Yan Chi reached out and poked him, and replied blankly: "Morning."

When he got up to wash, the god of death floated up and followed him. Yan Chi saw his eyes in the mirror, and then remembered to ask: "I think your behavior pattern looks so strange..."

The god of death floated over with great interest, and hovered opposite him: "How do you say?"

Yan Chi also had a sudden inspiration, and said while thinking: "You look too normal for your age, I feel that living in the same room with you is like..."

He searched for a word for a long time, and finally spit out a word solemnly: "Cohabitation."

This time it was changed to Reaper's Silence.

After a while, he turned his butt and left: "Thank you for not being gay."

This time, Yanchi really confirmed that the personality of the god of death was a young man, so he guessed by the way that he really had a history of sadomasochism with his former master, so he guarded himself like a jade and even wanted to be buried together.

It's a pity that the national system beats life and death.

Neither Elwitt nor the adjutant said yesterday whether Yanchi would continue to play the game of being afraid of being born with the sleeping cabin today, but Yanchi was not going to be bored in the room. After washing up, he put on his military uniform and went Ready to see the situation.

Breakfast was prepared by the robot butler according to their schedule. When Yanchi sat down, he didn’t see Erwitt, and there was no movement of him in the corridor. Yanchi felt a little strange, so he tentatively asked the robot butler. got an incredible answer.

"Your Excellency the Marshal has gone to work."

In other words, Alwitt is now in the military.

Does it take such a hard work to be a Marshal?The banquet pool was silent for a while.

He was still not sure whether to go to the adjutant to see what was planned for the day, or to go back to his room and wait, or ask Elwitt on the intranet, and then he finished his breakfast, and then the adjutant came in.

Well, he is settled today.

Speaking of it, Yanchi is also quite strange, why the adjutant only works here, but Elwitt doesn't have to accompany him to work, but he doesn't really want to know the answer to this kind of question.

Maybe it was because the marshal was different, and he didn't see the adjutant of Mingguang Palace running after him.

Yanchi knew that the adjutant had some dissatisfaction with him, but he neither cared nor felt that the adjutant would treat him.It's not because of his confidence as a death pilot, nor because Elwitt will defend his inexplicable premonition, but because the adjutant is also a person who has gradually become the first adjutant of the first marshal through hard work, not like Will engage in such a case against the drama.

As for the usual eyes and expressions, Yanchi could ignore them.

He is not so narcissistic that he thinks it is abnormal if someone doesn't like him. Although it is unexpected that the adjutant doesn't like him, but after thinking about it, it has nothing to do with him. He doesn't really need the adjutant's admiration, so these days After getting along, I feel that the adjutant is normal.

Especially when the adjutant supervised his first experience in the sleeping cabin yesterday, when Yan Chi lay on the ground panting, the adjutant dutifully pulled him up and put him on the chair.

Therefore, Yan Chi is not very afraid of the ruthless adjutant with stern face and blue eyes.

Especially when he was doing business: "Come with me after eating."

Yan Chi happened to have just finished his meal, so he was speechless for a moment, stood up and said, "Let's go."

The adjutant seemed surprised that he was so straightforward, and then his eyes fell on his hands, and he couldn't help reminding: "From today onwards, you must form a habit of carrying the quantum force field of death with you, and you must not forget it."

Yanchi didn't ask why, and agreed obediently, then went upstairs to get the ring, and put it on when he came down again.The adjutant had nothing to add, and took the lead out of the small building, another car was already parked outside.

It's not Elwitt's car, and the paint job is obviously different, but Yanchi can tell that it's still a marshal's military plate.His expression is a little complicated.

Although logically speaking, this is the official duty of the adjutant and he can drive a bus, but the two of them are so flamboyant, there is always a feeling of pretending to be a tiger.

The adjutant was surprised by his hesitation, he didn't follow after he opened the car door, he looked back and almost understood what he was thinking, and explained: "It's not because of me, it's because your temporary rank is the treatment. "

Yanchi didn't understand what level he was temporarily, Alwitt's own son?

But thinking that this would involve Erwitt and Mingguang Gongming's "We have a secret that we cannot tell you" dangling in front of him, he guessed that he would not be able to find out even if he asked the adjutant, so he climbed up to the co-pilot to get ready without saying anything. let's go.

Seeing that he really didn't ask where he was going at all, the adjutant felt that his mood was even more complicated.It's one thing for him to dislike Yanchi, but he also knows exactly what's going on, so sometimes he is surprised and regretful.

Yanchi noticed the change in the adjutant's attitude, kept quiet for a while, and finally raised the topic: "How about... let's talk."

The adjutant glanced at him unexpectedly, set up the driving route, and left it to the system to drive automatically, then turned his head to look at him appraisingly, with a calmness characteristic of Elwitt, and asked slowly: "Why? What do you want to talk about?"

Yanchi is not afraid of his appearance like Elwitt, anyway, he has faced Alwitt quite a few times, but some words need to be embellished before they can be spoken.Grim Reaper was very interested in his hands and poked his head out again without permission, observing the expressions of the two of them back and forth.

"Actually, I never knew why you don't seem to like me very much." Yan Chi thought carefully, and finally hit a straight ball without technical content.

The adjutant didn't expect him to be so straightforward, he reached out his hand and pressed the god of death on the head bluntly, the god of death sank in cooperation, and when he removed his hand, he floated up again, continuing to watch the play persistently.The adjutant stopped paying attention to it, thought for a while, and corrected: "It's not that I don't like you."

Yan Chi vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this scene, and quickly added: "Of course I'm not saying that you must like me, or anything. I just think your unfriendliness is strange, so I want to know why."

He shrugged, showing the troubled expression of a young man of this age for the first time: "After all, I think you are also clear that I have too many things that I can't ask the reason recently, and I feel a little uncomfortable, and there is no one to talk to me. "

The adjutant didn't speak, but thought that Yan Chi probably didn't know that he was indeed a very special person here.

He is young and naive, and the adjutant can fully understand what the young boy is thinking at this time, heroes, mechs, love without a clue, but the fate of the banquet is completely different, and it may even come to an abrupt end .

Perhaps this kind of complicated mood is just a kind of sigh for himself, and a meaningless but superior sympathy, but the reason why people are human is not only because they have feelings, but also because they are superficial, and the adjutant is not unable to face it.

But his opinion on Yanchi did not come from this, and it was even a little difficult to say.

Now that Yan Chi asked, he also happened to face his various emotions: "The reason why I don't like you is very simple."

Yan Chi expressed his all ears with his expression.

The adjutant looked into his eyes, was very serious, and said every word: "You don't know how much we have gone through, and how much effort we have put in, to be able to follow the marshal, and you are just because... Although it is not enough because of luck. It's fair, but you are indeed being taken care of by the marshal at this impossible age, and you don't even know what an honor it is..."

Yanchi suddenly realized, enlightened, as if a door to a new world had been opened: "You have a crush on... no, you both have a crush on..."

The adjutant immediately rushed over and covered Yanchi's mouth, and retorted fiercely: "I don't! I'm a straight man! I'm really a straight man!"

Caught off guard, Yan Chi was hugged and locked his throat. He could only use hand gestures to express his approval, and then he was released.

But he didn't figure out the key to this question: "Since you are a straight man, why do you care so much? Even if I am taken care of by him personally like Alwitt, it feels like no one takes care of me. From the perspective of physical distance and emotional needs Come up and say."

The adjutant had to admit: "You are right."

Yanchi and Reaper nodded in agreement.

But then the adjutant put forward a new angle to look at the problem: "But if you only look at it from the perspective of the marshal? I never thought that he would be so considerate for a single person."

It was Yanchi's turn to express his agreement with a complex expression: "You are right."

At first, the adjutant thought it would be good to convince him, but then he felt something was wrong under the peaceful eyes of the god of death, so he could only repeat again: "I'm really a straight man! I'm married!"

This time the banquet was really surprised: "You are married and still have a crush on Alwitt!"

The adjutant broke down: "I don't! I don't! I love my wife very much!"

This time it was Death's turn to lean out most of his body gently and raised a paw to cover the adjutant's mouth to prevent him from continuing, comforting him gently: "Stop talking, we all understand."

The adjutant felt that his sincerity towards his wife in this life could be learned from time to time, but this time he really couldn't wash it away.

Wow!