imperfections

The one-eyed eagle found this incredible: "Why did he blow up the space station? Is he sick?"

"It's all blown up, why are there so many?" Lin Jingheng stepped onto the mech and said to the one-eyed eagle, "Don't come up yet, do you want to die?"

It was almost cost-effective for the one-eyed eagle to argue with him: "Hey, there is no need for you to fake... Lu Bixing, you little bastard, what are you doing? It's against you!"

Although Lu Bixing was also talkative and talkative, he didn't have a gunpowder magazine in his mind, so his father, who was a little older than him, knew the priorities. The terrible explosion was getting closer and closer, the ground began to tremble, and all the docked mechs began to tremble. Trembling, Lu Bixing had no choice but to commit the crime, and forcibly captured the arms dealer, who was jumping on the spot, into the mech. The mecha that flew out of the space station entered and exited the inspection gate, and the mecha flew out directly.

Small mechas usually cannot carry a high-power power system. To escape from gravity, the entire power system needs to be warmed up for at least two and a half minutes.Therefore, in order to save the energy of the mecha itself, the general method is to use the track of the mecha docking station as an external force to accelerate the mecha.

At this time, flames shot up into the sky, and the space station exploded in a series. It was obviously too late to warm up.

The mecha jumped directly onto the track, accelerating while sliding. Behind it, the track continued to shatter, and the space station was exploding and collapsing at an accelerated rate.

Lu Bixing didn't bother to catch his breath, and hurriedly checked the crazily spinning power system: "No, if this goes on, if the acceleration cannot be completed, it will..."

Before he finished speaking, the fuselage shook violently, the space station began to break and twist from the middle, and the crazy siren interrupted Lu Bixing's voice—the acceleration orbit completely collapsed, and the speed of the mecha was not enough, and it was artificially distorted by the space station. Gravity sucks in!

The streamlined fuselage rolled a few times in the air. The pilot, Mr. Lin, may be used to flying solo and lacks experience in carrying passengers. He didn't even have a reminder to "hold up and sit tight". His unlucky passengers collectively became rollers. The socks in the washing machine were messed up.

The four teenagers called out the effect of the choir, and the one-eyed eagle slammed its head on the hatch. Judging by the expression, he must have dug out the eighteen generations of Lin Jingheng's ancestors to greet him.

Lu Bixing hurriedly pulled on a seat belt: "Lin!"

Then, the strong gravity alarm suddenly changed its tone, and the artificial gravitational field of the space station became unstable, but this was obviously not a good thing.

One-Eyed Eagle: "It's going to explode, Lin, can you do it—"

The next moment, the space station of the poisonous nest exploded into a firework in the pitch-black universe, and the huge energy slammed into the mecha defense system fiercely. The damage rate of the defense cover exceeded 80% under one blow, and the second half The fuselage landed directly.

The sound of the siren and the cries of the passengers were mixed together, Lin Jingheng: "The backup energy is out."

The hero of the mecha broke away from the rear half of the fuselage as if breaking his wrist. With the help of this wave of energy to increase his speed, he jumped out of the flames like a wild horse, and flew to the vast sea of ​​stars in the eighth galaxy.

Lin Jingheng turned around, pressed the base of her ear that was aching from the noise, and asked considerately, "Do you need antiemetics?"

White was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up at all, knelt on the ground and retched, telling him with body language that he needed it very much.

This mecha was originally Lin Jingheng's small collection on Beijing Star. He skillfully dragged out the medical equipment and threw the four students into the nursing room.Ling Lingyi, who was unconscious, was tied to the electric shock chair by him, and then he started the automatic return, stretched his stiff shoulders and neck, and opened the wine cabinet on the mecha.

Lu Bixing leaned over meaningfully, and asked out of words: "Do you want me to drive?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for a moment facing the empty wine cabinet: "Is my wine good?"

Lu Bixing of Interstellar Drunk Driving was speechless, so he had to smile at him with eight bright white teeth.

"I didn't even leave the wine bottle," Lin Jingheng said with admiration, "Master, your teeth are so good."

"The wine bottle is left, where is it?" Lu Bixing quickly raised his hand and pointed, "Use the waste to improve the boring ecological environment in the mecha."

Lin Jingheng looked up and saw a row of transparent wine bottles floating above his head. The bottles were filled with plant nutrient solution and filled with fluorescent grass. This genetically modified ornamental plant is very easy to feed. Once soaked, it will not die for three to five years.The small leaves are evenly stretched in the bottle, and the green fluorescent light shakes gently with the hanging bottle body, as if the rotten grass turns into a firefly in the late summer night.

The dim light from the lighting on the wine cabinet shone on Lin Jingheng's face, as if a filter had been applied to him. The ashes on his face, the blood stains on his chin, and the faint expression of impatience were all filtered out, like It was the person Lu Bixing had seen in the album many years ago.

For some reason, Lu Bixing temporarily short-circuited his brain and blurted out, "General, see you off."

After finishing speaking, he immediately came back to his senses and almost bit his tongue. He felt that what he said was really inhumane, because his behavior did not belong to offering flowers to Buddha—he robbed the Buddha's back garden bald!

Fortunately, Lin Jingheng didn't intend to be as knowledgeable as him, and turned around blankly, Lin Jingheng said: "I appreciate it, but I still appreciate the greenness on the top of my head. Take it away and get out."

Lu Bixing: "..."

"By the way," Lin Jingheng paused, "The medical room is over there, take out the illegal chip on your body first."

The one-eyed eagle who was planning to come over to find trouble heard a voice from a distance, and his expression changed: "What chip?"

The moment Lu Bixing heard these words, his heart froze suddenly, and there was a strong resistance, which was so strong that it was not like his character, as if a beast from outside was imprisoned in his heart. Enraged by this sentence, he roared violently: "No one can take away my power!"

Lin Jingheng looked at him calmly, Lu Bixing met his cold gaze, as if a bowl of cold water had been poured on his head, he was startled, and thought: "I'm the one who runs the school, why do I need so much strength?"

"Well, let's go now." Lu Bixing vaguely sensed the danger of the chip, and absent-mindedly responded, and after taking two steps, he remembered something again, "Then you two don't do it anymore, or I won't be able to fight gone."

One-Eyed Eagle is now allergic to the word "chip". Before Lu Bixing could finish his instructions, he was shoved into the medical room by his old man, loudly and violently.

Lin Jingheng watched them enter the medical room with her hands behind her back, thinking: "It's highly addictive."

Just now on the space station, he had this feeling faintly—otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the poisonous nest, a small cult organization that originally belonged to the eighth galaxy, surrendered to the pirates outside the territory, and it was obeyed from the inside out, no one questioned, Without exception.

Human beings have escaped the evolutionary process of natural selection since the ancient industrial revolution...even the even older agricultural revolution, and the pursuit of pleasure is like a cancer written in the genes.Before the foundation of the Garden of Eden was laid, the debate about its addictiveness lasted for half a century. Later, it was put into trial operation through strict regulatory legislation. Up to now, whether the Garden of Eden is addictive is meaningless—it is the same as gasping, eating and drinking , has become one of the elements of survival.

But the Garden of Eden is under supervision after all, and there are too many things that this kind of Yeluzi chip can do.

Does this thing only exist in the eighth galaxy, or has it quietly flowed into the entire alliance?

Lin Jingheng opened up the mecha cockpit into a single lounge, and sat down slowly.Zhanlu was silent, clasped quietly on his arm, like an ordinary ornament.

At this time, Zhanlu is just a mecha core, after all, it is not a complete mecha. The shield that helps Lu Bixing block the energy knife has almost exhausted his energy, so he has to use the mecha's energy system to charge slowly.

Without Zhanlu, Lin Jingheng couldn't contact Baiyinjiu.

Fortunately, it is impossible for him to take a group of idlers on an unknown journey. He just wants to send these people back to Beijing Star safely, so he is not in a hurry to wake Zhanlu up.

On this day, too many things happened.

Lin Jingheng vaguely felt out of control, he closed his eyes, and sank himself into the mech's mental net.

Connecting to the spirit net made Fighting Chicken concussion and coma all the way, but for Lin Jingheng, who was used to this kind of connection, it was a way of rest.

The mech returned along the established route. At this time, the mental network was very calm, and subtle fluctuations collected information from the surroundings. Lin Jingheng's consciousness spread to the boundless land with the spiritual network, and his heart rate was slowly dropping.

He often uses this method to calm himself down, like a fish sinking to the bottom of the sea, digesting everything quietly.

In the entire mecha, every corner is within his sensory range, but the volume has been lowered a lot, so that he doesn't feel so noisy.

Lin Jingheng saw that Lu Bixing had already taken out the chip, and the moment the chip left him, his body suffered double backlash—the knee joints that had been hit hard on the ground were shattered, and the arms that had been attacked by the militants of the poisonous nest suddenly fell off, and there were many places on his body. Broken bones, the one-eyed eagle jumped up and down in distress.Fortunately, it didn't take long. They were all traumatic injuries, and the medical system on the mecha quickly dealt with them.

In the nursing room, each of Lu Bixing's four students got a shot of anti-vertigo medicine, and the medicine took effect very quickly, and the four students who were just dying were chatting with each other one by one.

White said: "Although I have to write a dozen inspections when I go back, I think it's worth it. With this experience, even if I immigrate to the seventh galaxy in the future, it will be enough for me to boast for a lifetime!"

Another boy—that is, Douji said: "I don't know whether we will divide into colleges or not in the future. If we do, I must choose mecha operation. It's too exciting."

"Almost irritated you to death." Mint said coolly, "Hey, nerd, pay me the balance before you immigrate."

"We are close friends now, but you only value my money." White sighed, "Speaking of which, doesn't our school have scholarships? What do you two want so much money for?"

"I want to support my family," Mint was silent for a while, "I belong to an orphanage. Last year, the director ran away with the money, and the orphanage also disbanded, leaving a bunch of cubs behind. After discussing with them, I decided to give it a try first, to see if I could get some money, no... no, then we will go our separate ways and let those cubs fend for themselves. I have sold things on the black market and modified weapons for others. They can only make a little money, and I heard that mech design is the most profitable, so let’s try our luck.”

Huang Jingshu was lying alone in the nursing room, a little out of touch, at this time, she interjected: "Immigration is not good, it's the same everywhere."

A few students remembered that she was empty-headed, and knew that her family might be "lost people" from other galaxies, so they didn't dare to answer for a while.

After being silent for a while, Mint deliberately broke the embarrassment, and said to White: "Hey, nerd, don't you have money? Make a price, and I will write the inspection for you when I go back."

A few teenagers began to bargain with each other.

"Wait back to school..."

Lin Jingheng didn't listen any further, he scanned Huang Jingshu's stubborn face through the spiritual network, and remembered her name.

Jing Shu.

"Marrying someone from the Gordon family is equivalent to marrying the 'Management Committee'. If you think about it clearly, just say no if you don't want to. At least I'm not dead yet."

"I am voluntary, brother, what's wrong with marrying the management committee?"

The tone of her calling "Brother" sounded as polite and polite as calling "Your Excellency" and "Sir". He only answered one sentence, as if this real brother was just a strange man.

He remembered the day when he was taken away by Lu Xin, the little girl chased the car from behind until the car flew onto the air track. She took her away, Lin Jingheng couldn't tell if she was crying.

It's been so long.

Decades have passed, and he doesn't quite remember what that little girl looked like.