Daughter-in-law final assembly omega [Interstellar]

During class time, the whole academy was very quiet, the students were all in the classroom, and there were only two figures, one tall and one short, on the empty road outside.

"Brother Tang, will the time be too late?" Artis, who was firmly on Tang Fei's pace, was a little worried. The military headquarters was not very close to the school.

Tang Fei returned with a reassuring smile, "It will be there soon."

Tang Fei guided the way forward, but it was not the way out of the school gate. A few minutes later, he brought Artis to the school's maintenance warehouse.

The ink blade is stopping here at this moment.Professor Mogil, Tang Fei's teacher and one of the makers of the ink blade, is doing routine inspections and adjustments.

The academy's mecha maintenance is very famous, and many people wanted to send their mechas but were turned away.

Every time Tang Fei came back, he would give the ink blade to Professor Mogil, because of the superb professional skills of the professor and his team.The ink blade can always be in the best condition.

Tang Fei entered a few numbers on the identification device by the door and said, "Good day, teacher."

"Come in." With the sound of a middle-aged man's voice, the warehouse door opened.

It is said that the maintenance warehouse is actually a high-tech laboratory here. Many materials used in the ink blade are developed here. The R&D, testing, installation and maintenance services are all in one, and the entire empire cannot find a second one.

Tang Fei took Artis through the warehouse with ease, and nodded to the staff who greeted him. After a while, the two came to the exclusive parking warehouse of Moren.

At the door, a fat man in dirty overalls was looking at the two of them with a strange smile on his face while holding a tablet.

"Teacher, Moren has worked hard on you." Tang Fei saluted respectfully, and then introduced, "This is Artis."

"Hello, Professor Mogil!" Artis, who can make Tang Fei so respectful, dare not neglect, his shoulder blades tense.

"Hi, Your Highness, you are the only one Tang Fei personally brought to see the ink blade." Mojier looked kind, and his rich face was winking at Tang Fei at this moment.

Tang Fei felt helpless. As a teacher, he was good at everything, but his mentality was too young, like an old urchin.But it is such a person who is very boring in class, and is often complained by students on the forum. Every student who has made friends with him in private is surprised by the contrast between class and class.

"Artis, wait a moment, I have something to talk to the teacher." After speaking, Tang Fei pulled Mojier aside.

"Tang Fei, you finally got the hang of it. I thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with mechs. Teacher, I'm so happy for you!" Mogil has always cared about the emotional life of the students, especially his most proud protégé, Tang Fei.

"Teacher..." Tang Fei thought about Mo Ren exchanging rings with him in a veil, and felt a little headache.

"But why did you ask someone out here? Isn't it common sense that Omega doesn't like mechas? You're too straight for an alpha," Mogil said a little disgusted.

"This is not a date, teacher, I told you the reason yesterday," Tang Fei tried to explain.

"Has the times changed? It's popular now?" Mogil didn't listen at all.

"Teacher, Artis doesn't have much time, can you let us in?" Mojier was one of the few people who made Tang Fei feel helpless.

"Go, go, I know you can't wait," Mogil waved his hand, "I'll help you get all the staff out, cab play or something, you can do whatever you want~"

Mojier gave Tang Fei a "you understand" look, then walked away with a rippling face humming.

"..."

"Brother Tang, what are you talking about, so happy?" Artis asked.

"Some precautions, not important, let's go in." Tang Fei packed up some fragments that passed through his mind and stuffed them into a corner.

The warehouse is huge, and the unactivated ink blade stands quietly and tall in the center, bathed in dozens of bright xenon lamps.

The coating of the ink blade is a light-absorbing material. Even if there are so many lights facing it, only a little light is refracted. This light falls into the eyes of Artis, and he seems to see a little bit of starlight in the night sky.

Artis stared blankly, the real ink blade could not be recorded by any image, he couldn't control his pace and walked forward, and he stopped when he approached the mecha's legs.

Just now he was attracted by Mo Renmei, but now he is trembling by it.

It was the first time that Artis felt the hugeness of the mech and his own insignificance so intuitively. A sense of killing that had been accumulated in the battlefield rushed towards his face, and Artis felt a little unsteady on his feet.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Artis was shaking, Tang Fei stepped forward to hold his arm.

Artis nodded silently.

"It's because I didn't think carefully." Tang Fei noticed the momentary trembling of Artis.He should have thought that for Artis, who had never been in contact with death, what interested him was the dazzling ink blade in the image, not the real killing machine in front of him.

"It's so cold, and it's so beautiful that it's scary." Artis whispered.

"Should I take you back?" Tang Fei was worried that Artis would be frightened.

Artis shook his head, "But Brother Tang is so warm."

It is your mecha, and it has worked side by side with you countless times, and has survived with you countless times.

You can always surprise me, Tang Fei closed his eyes and smiled.

"Brother Tang, can I go to the cab if I want to?"

"of course."

Tang Fei pressed the button, and a rope with a triangle anchor on the lower part swung down from the cab, and the driver stepped on him to ascend to the cab.

The two slowly ascended with the rope, getting farther and farther away from the ground.

Addis glanced down, his heart was pounding, and the hand holding the rope was a little weak.Tang Fei in front of him was his only support in the air. He closed his eyes and pressed against it tightly. In the darkness, he could only hear his heart beating like a drum.

Tang Fei understood that this was just Artis' stress response, but this was also the first time he could hold his lover in his arms after five years of loss. All he could do was bow his head and kiss Artis's hair.

This is an extremely light kiss, like petals falling on the hair and then being carried away by the wind.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted not to update it today, but I couldn't help it anymore. I wrote it in a hurry. I will revise it tomorrow, sorry.