Solar System Survival Program [Unlimited]

The stern-faced young man in glasses scolded Luo Xiaobei for a moment, his mouth gaping, the silly boy blushed, as if his puppy love had been caught by the teaching director, and he didn't even dare to say a word.

With this background sound, Lu Huaixing continued: "He is my front-line technical officer with the army. The situation of deep space navigation is complicated and changeable. Sometimes it is too late to return to the base for supplies and maintenance, so I dug him out from the 01 Corps. "

Fu Chongming was a little surprised.

——Because in the SP state, Fu Chongming heard him speak such a long sentence for the first time.

Even as he was talking, he seemed to think of something interesting, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, probably because he kept a straight face for a long time, the smile was very weak, and a little stiff, but Fu Chongming's heart also followed a warm.

His subordinates pressed lightly on the opponent's back intentionally, and the cold surrounding spine slowly warmed up in his palm.

"When he came to report, the two illiterates who went to pick him up directly took his name as borscht, so in order to avoid being a bowl of soup, he wrote Luo Songyang on the nameplate."

Lu Huaixing smiled: "Well, I can't fight a war, and I'm very good at being a whole person. Those bastards asked the cafeteria to make borscht for a month to welcome him, and then this stuffy guy can't even swear, so he suppresses himself It's been renamed."

It was a coincidence that Luo's mother brought out a bowl of red soup from the kitchen, and greeted enthusiastically: "Come on, I don't get off work until midnight, I must be hungry, come and drink Luo—"

"I don't drink!"

The man's face suddenly changed, he turned around and walked into his room with big strides, slamming the door and turning off the lights in one go.

Fu Chongming looked at the closed door: "Sir, do you want to have supper too?"

Lu Huaixing was silent, pressing the knife back into its sheath bit by bit.

The killing intent that smelled of blood and cold iron finally dissipated completely, Lu Huaixing sneered: "Snack all day long, I don't know the severity."

"I'm clearly calling it decisive. Keeping a good mood, sir, is the top priority." Fu Chongming waved his hand, "Since he's your old man, the light tower arranged for him to be here, so it's impossible to just take him out for a walk. It is easier to make mistakes when you are emotionally unstable, even playing a mobile game, the more you get angry with your teammates, the more you will lose, let alone such a game?"

"... Where did you come up with so many high-sounding reasons?" Lu Huaixing squinted at him, "Having followed Zhao Yuzhu for six years, and he has learned everything from his bureaucratic problems."

Fu Chongming spread his hands: "The one who gets close to ink is black, so isn't this taking the time to get close to you!"

"……roll."

"It's not good, sir, Tangtang Bai Wuchang is lying on the ground and rolling, if the evil spirits come later, what's the face of the underworld!"

Stabbed—the knife deliberately rubbed against the sheath to make a sharp sound.

Fu Chongming coughed, and stopped when he saw it, and stopped exactly on the verge of the chief's furious slashing his subordinates.

He changed the subject: "Did you know that Luo Xiaobei is the younger brother of your old subordinate?"

Lu Huaixing shook his head: "I don't know."

"That's right. Judging by the behavior of this old cadre Luo, it is estimated that public and private affairs are more serious than Zhuang Mo. It is absolutely impossible to bring my brother to the work unit to play."

Fu Chongming paused for a moment: "So you don't think it's a coincidence."

Coincidences do exist. For example, the birth of human beings on the earth is the most iconic coincidence in the universe. Even if the radius of the earth was larger, human beings would not be what they are today.

But Lu Huaixing is just an individual, there are too many coincidences around him recently.

"You said that as soon as you entered the arena, you were surrounded by the spark that you personally gave extra points back then—me, and the younger brother of an old subordinate, even though you didn't know his identity at the time."

Lu Huaixing hummed, and Fu Chongming continued: "Then, you met Wen Zhengyuan, a representative of the frontier of science and technology in the past, although this time he didn't know it."

Then, Lin Shuang, a girl with the same name as him who was delivered by him; Andre, the second fire seed of the Unknown Legion; Kaili Liu, the top A-level defense officer; Yuan Xingzhi, the security force's elite.

After all, there are still many ordinary people in the world, but this group of people quickly get together as if they have a strong gravitational force on each other.

Lu Huaixing: "I've always guessed that the purpose of Guangta arranging you, Andre and Kelly to appear is to kill me."

"Well, if you run into Kelly Liu for the first time, according to the training of the Defense Corps, you, an obviously suspicious guy, will definitely be marked, and a little provocation may turn into the confrontation that Guangta wants. "

Lu Huaixing: "Yes, it's a pity that I met a third-rate product like you who is full of five poisons."

"Fate is determined." Fu Chongming sighed, "So for the sake of the performance of a third-rate guy, can I have the honor to hug the beautiful waist of the chief? I'm so hungry!"

"roll!"

They didn't stay at Luo Xiaobei's "home". It was already midnight, and it was time to go to bed. It was also risky to do something that violated daily habits during the game. What should I do if I am having fun and attract the attention of ghosts and monsters.

Besides, Yuan Xingzhi, as Luo Xiaobei's "boyfriend" returning home, squeezed into a room with him, and Lu Huaixing was not too worried about his safety tonight.

"But waking up in the middle of the night to find that the people around you are gone, or you can't wake up anyway, is actually a classic horror scene. Don't think that sleeping with many people is safe."

Fu Chongming stood aside and said sarcastic remarks, but fortunately Luo Xiaobei couldn't hear him, otherwise he would cry in fright.

The young man in black with a knife passed by him and snorted coldly.

Fu Chongming caught up with a smile on his face: "You should know when Qin Ai'ai enters the arena. At this time, the koi can't hold the light tower, and it's still a curse to say auspicious words. As long as it's not an item or skill allowed by the rules of the light tower, That's all useless."

So, when did the S-rank defense officer pay attention to words?Except when the execution is announced.

Two shadows, one black and one white, walk on the commercial street. The city is brightly lit and a city that never sleeps. But according to the setting, "impermanence" cannot be seen by living people.

So they wandered around the city casually and unscrupulously. They could stare unscrupulously at Big Sister’s pot of fried chicken fillets, and they could also casually watch how fresh candied haws were dipped out.

The only downside is that the food is too fragrant.

Lu Huaixing had a gloomy face, dangling the nutrient solution brought by Fu Chongming, and looked at the hot chicken tenders with gloomy eyes.

That line of sight almost turned into a high-energy ray.

"Let's go, let's go." Fu Chongming quickly went to give him a hand, "Let's go for a walk over there."

Going shopping is not just to calm down and relax, but also to find doubts.

"Since the scope of the competition is more than one community, this area can't be wasted." Fu Chongming casually raised his hand and passed across the hanging stove for roasting lamb legs, as if touching a ball of holographic projections, which felt extraordinarily novel.

They were wandering around the commercial street, and they were going to walk around it soon.

"Are you two eating?"

Fu Chongming and Lu Huaixing turned their heads together.

Fu Chongming laughed: "Call us?"

"You two haven't eaten yet? Are you delusional? Tonight, our restaurant will hold a 'Mutton Festival', and there will be a whole lamb banquet!" A welcoming lady in a cheongsam stood at the door of a restaurant, with a pleasant smile and elegant speech. It is slightly alienated from the style of snacks in the surrounding commercial street night markets.

But the reason for Fu Chongming's high interest is very simple - this woman is in the daytime, no, the hell is going on at night!

The impermanent big hat was too much of a hindrance, so both of them took it off, but the black and white, fluttering robes did not change. Fu Chongming was fine, his hair was tied in a neat bun on the top of his head, but Lu Huaixing's blue hair But it's still draped behind her back, does this girl think they are ancient cospy?

The two looked at each other.

Lu Huaixing raised his eyebrows, and gestured towards the seemingly normal face.

Fu Chongming grinned, walked in with his head held high, and even said very cooperatively: "Is there a private room? Are there special discounts today?"

"Yes, there is a [-]% discount on all mutton dishes today." The welcoming waitress still kept smiling, "But sorry, our store is full and there are no private rooms, so we can only sit in the lobby."

Fu Chongming didn't really come to eat, so he nodded: "It's okay."

But he still acted: "Then give me a fruit plate? Look, you didn't provide me with a private room. If you can't meet the needs of the guests, don't you give me compensation?"

The waiter paused for a moment, and replied in a rusty manner: "Uh, do you still need a fruit plate? Well, that's fine too."

"Cut." Fu Chongming laughed mockingly.

The waiter quickly led them to the table and sat down, surrounded by lively diners. The decoration of this shop is very old-fashioned, with freehand calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, octagonal lanterns above the head, and dark wooden tables on the tabletops. The blue and white porcelain plate, if Fu Chongming didn't know the danger of the light tower competition, he would have wanted to light two candles and put them on the table for a candlelight dinner.

Unexpectedly, before he even read the menu, he heard Lu Huaixing's voice on the opposite side order coldly: "Just these few dishes recommended by the chef, and serve me two more candles, date."

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir."

Fu Chongming raised his head slowly.

Lu Huaixing gritted his teeth, and smiled on the surface: "Help you act a little better."

Fu Chongming looked solemn: "Honey, if you want to have a candlelight dinner with me on a date, you can just say so, you don't need to make excuses."

With a click of the saber, Fu Chongming didn't change his face: "You are right, sir."

Lu Huaixing stroked the handle of the knife with his fingertips, and suddenly said very quickly: "The real date is not at the venue of the dog tower, and there will be opportunities in the future."

Their eyes intertwined in the air, and neither of them moved away on purpose.

"Okay." Fu Chongming nodded softly, "I've made a note, sir, I forbid it, and you must not change it overnight."

"……Um."

They sat at the table, and the waiter really brought candles, but this restaurant is not Western food, and the candles provided are not standard for candlelight dinners, but are bright red, suitable for the bridal chamber.

Lu Huaixing picked up the red cushion next to him: "Come on, put on the hijab."

The defense officer on the opposite side decisively stretched out his hand, with a face full of embarrassment, refusal and welcome, too twitchy, Lu Huaixing pulled back the cushion with a cold face, and knocked on the plate:

"fried chicken."

"okay!"

When Lu Huaixing ate the third chicken leg, the dish was served.

The surrounding area is lively, and people are always talking about "Mutton Festival", so Fu Chongming, like every curious tourist, asked: "What kind of festival is Mutton Festival?"

The waiter was taken aback again, and his smile was a bit forced. While serving the dishes, he explained the activity idea of ​​the whole sheep feast:

"God ordered Abraham to sacrifice his son to test whether he loves God or his son more. Abraham chose to sacrifice his son, so he passed the test and waited for the angel to bring a sheep to replace his son."

Fu Chongming nodded, "You are quite a combination of Chinese and Western. I suggest that the shopkeeper change into a nun's costume next time and tell this story."

The corner of the waitress' mouth twisted.

"This story is really interesting." Lu Huaixing said suddenly, raising his chopsticks.

Fu Chongming didn't ask any more questions, so the waiter retreated with a sigh of relief.

"Found what?"

Lu Huaixing pursed his lips, and used his chopsticks to rummage through the freshly served lamb chops, his voice was low but as cold as a knife.

"This is not a lamb rib, this is a human bone."

Fu Chongming's expression froze: "Is it true? Light tower creation, or..."

"My eyes are not Wen Zhengyuan's DNA detector. But there is a high probability that they are fake, because although these bones are all ribs, they look exactly the same. How about copying and pasting?"

Perhaps the light tower is just to create a scary atmosphere, or simply used to coax the players to eat it and watch them collapse in fear, but it may not realize that someone is so keen and can distinguish the braised ribs so seriously.

Or maybe, the two of them have long been used to guessing the light tower from the worst angle, so they are always vigilant and never relax.

Lu Huaixing's tone was gloomy: "But the routine is nothing new."

"how?"

"Since the ABO scene, monsters will parasitize Omega, which is derived from human experiments; the crazy attack of Zerg is because humans did evil first; the underground king is not a living person, if you blindly think that the king must be the king of humans, Then it couldn't be colder." Lu Huaixing didn't show any emotion, "Isn't it the same? In ancient mythology, angels use lambs instead of human sacrifices, so today the Light Tower will reverse it. In the past, there were scapegoats. Today, humans replace lambs and make the ingredients for the 'Mutton Festival'."

Fu Chongming also put away the playful look on his face. Although he still kept a smile, this smile had no warmth.

"The dog tower is really not hiding its malice towards us. I don't know if it's common or it makes us angry. If it's the latter, I'm quite proud."

Fu Chongming looked up at the diners around him.

Those diners didn't know when they all fell silent. They were sitting in all directions of the hall, but at the same time, they all turned their heads to look at the two of them.

"That's right, it's 'big humanism' again. It's a 'banquet of ghosts'. Is it a novelty for ghosts to eat people? It's what happened to roommates, neighbors, and classmates that are so convincing in the forums." Are there not enough horror stories? Today, if people eat braised ghosts, it will be fresh enough." Fu Chongming propped his chin, smiling so pretentiously that it was eye-catching.

"Braised pork is rare, and the dog tower still has a creative menu." Lu Huaixing sneered.

Fu Chongming: "Is there any buns with human flesh? That is a classic dish of cannibalism."

The waitress at the side stammered: "What nonsense are you two guests talking about? You think I'm Erniang Sun, and this is not a black shop—"

"Pfft..." Fu Chongming burst out laughing, "It's alright, you, if you take the acting exam in college, you probably have to repeat it for ten years."

Lu Huaixing raised his eyes: "Contestant? What is the task?"

The waitress broke out in a cold sweat, took two steps back, and pulled out a fire ax from her back, her expression became serious and alert: "Are you also a contestant?"

But Fu Chongming suddenly raised his hand and touched his eyes.

This woman can't see the barcode?

The author has something to say: Fu 36: Dating!candlelight dinner!Mark the schedule!

Mr. Shuang: Heh.

Little Xingxing: Ah, what should I do? What should I wear then? You can’t wear a uniform, and you can’t wear an exoskeleton.

……

An interstellar mage next door: I have eaten devils, so they are considered ghosts, fried with holy light, delicious.

A certain true black impermanence next door: Where did the lonely ghost dare to eat people?Stop, you're under arrest!Look at the knife!Is the sniper in place, blow his head off!