imperfections

"Sir." Zhanlu's voice broke into the mecha's spiritual network, like a small stone, causing thin ripples.

Lin Jingheng briefly withdrew his consciousness scattered in the darkness: "How much have you recovered?"

"5%."

"Can you contact Silver Nine for me?"

Zhan Lu paused: "Sorry, sir, I don't have enough energy to search and locate the other party within the interstellar range. Do you want to experience my 'extreme function'?"

The limit state refers to the state where the battery power is below a certain value, and most of the functions of the mech are forced to shut down—Zhanlu is in a special situation now, if his body is still there, usually the power will not be easily cut off.Because once a hyperspace heavy mech lacks energy, it usually means that the machine crashes and kills people on the interstellar battlefield.

The ultimate function of the mecha is usually the only function left when both the human and the mecha are left with only one breath left.High-level mechs have a lot of personalized designs of the mecha core, and the function settings of the mecha's extreme functions usually show the death view of the mecha owner.

Lin Jingheng hasn't researched what Zhanlu's limit function is, so he asked: "Start, what is your limit function?"

Zhanlu replied: "Chat with you."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

What a brain-dead function!It's not good to use second-hand armor.

Zhanlu's previous owner was a romantic man by nature, and the limit function he set for Zhanlu's legendary mecha was to chat, maybe he wanted to chat for another five yuan when he was about to die.

"If I change my job as a designer one day, I will definitely produce mechas whose core artificial intelligence is dumb." Lin Jingheng asked, "Can the custom limit function be changed?"

"Yes," Zhanlu's voice vibrated slightly in the vast mecha spirit network, "you have all my authority."

"Then change it to..." Lin Jingheng paused, and suddenly ran out of words.

What would he want if death was imminent?

This question is too simple. At this age, Lin Jingheng dare not say that he knows others, but at least he knows himself. He can answer without thinking. Of course, he wants to kill one more to earn another. If he can, he hopes that his mech The ultimate feature is suicide bombing.

But... the second-hand mobile armor was left to him by that person.

He remembered that it rained heavily at Ulan College that night, so it should be Tuesday.

Wulan College covers an area of ​​200 square kilometers, which is almost the size of a medium-sized city. Half of it is a school building, and the other half is a forest that was planned when the school was established. It has been more than [-] years, and the trees have already grown to the sky. To maintain environmental humidity and water circulation, every Tuesday from noon to midnight is the self-study time of Wulan College, and the school will arrange rain in a concentrated manner.

At that time, Lu Xin was under house arrest for investigation, and Jijia Zhanlu was blocked in Wulan Academy.

On that evening 33 years ago, Lin Jingheng got the news that the Trinity Alliance Council issued a secret arrest warrant for Lu Xin.

He stole Zhanlu's mecha core, used the space field in the laboratory to forcefully break through the access control, and wanted to rush to Lu Xin.

The civilian manned space field itself is only used in emergencies, and it will bring a great burden to the human body—not to mention that what he took was a semi-finished product with no protective measures, and the positioning of the three consecutive jumps was not accurate. He jumped four times in the space field, and when he fell near Lu's house, his spine was seriously injured, and he had no feeling from the waist down. He crawled over step by step with the rainwater from Ulan College.

At that time, he was about the same age as those kids next to him who paid someone to write a review. He was young and frivolous, with an empty mind, filled with a lot of crazy ideas, and drank a lot of water.

Lu Xin was terrified by his sudden accident, so he quickly called the emergency room and said cursingly, "How did the watering water from Ulan College get into your brain?"

Lin Jingheng struggled and handed Zhanlu's mecha core to him: "There is no time, Zhanlu is here, you can pick up any mecha, go first!"

After hearing this, Lu Xin replied angrily, "Go away."

Then he was forced into the capsule-like first aid cabin.

The nutrient solution and potion with anesthesia and analgesic effects penetrated into his body, and all the severe pain began to be numb. Lin Jingheng soon began not to feel his own body. Through the transparent first aid hatch, he found that in the middle of the night, Lu Xin was dressed very neatly, and even changed into a very grand military uniform.

He had a vague premonition in his heart, but he couldn't move.

A tall and thin figure came out from behind him, it was General Lu's adjutant.

"Go pick up the car," Lu Xin told the adjutant, "You will take advantage of the chaos and secretly send this kid back to Wulan College, and find Dr. Lance at the school hospital. He owed me a favor before, so he knows how to deal with it. .”

The adjutant saluted and pushed up the small emergency cabin: "I will always be loyal to you."

"That is the greatest honor in my life." Lu Xin bowed his head in return, then raised his hand and patted the emergency cabin a few times, and said to the young man who was about to lose consciousness, "There are many things in my heart that I can't understand-too many It’s so much that I can’t support this stall anymore, I’ll leave Zhanlu to you, I’ll leave you to the alliance, in the future…”

The voice was getting farther and farther away, more and more blurred, like a hallucination, Lin Jingheng always felt that he heard Lu Xin's sigh that day, and then a vague sentence...

"When will you grow up?"

When he woke up again, Lin Jingheng had been secretly sent back to Wulan College. He was locked in a closed emergency cabin. The school doctor, Dr. Lance, said to the public that he made a mistake in the experiment and needed to be hospitalized for isolation because of infection. The vampire buried alive in the coffin crazily smashed into the emergency hatch, digging through the cracks of the hatch, every finger was dripping with blood, and then recovered under the action of the medicine in the emergency cabin, and was imprisoned for three days.

Three days later, the weather outside had changed.

It is said that Lu Xin escaped in an illegal mecha that night, and was chased by the Alliance Guards outside the Heart of Rose. Three heavy missiles hit the fuselage at the same time, and even the man and the mecha were shattered into a handful of dust in the vast universe.

The adjutant who sent him to Wulan Academy retained his loyalty and committed suicide, leaving a bloody mark in the Garden of Eden system, which is said to have eliminated human suicide.

The alliance did everything possible to get rid of Lu Xin, a confidant, and the "confidant" left Zhanlu to the alliance, and finally failed to use the function of "chat before death".

I think it must be very lonely to die.

Zhanlu waited for a long time, but did not wait for his next message, so he automatically analyzed the database and asked, "Sir, do I need to change my extreme function to self-explosion preparation?"

"No." Lin Jingheng said, "Just be quiet."

If there was such a day, he probably wouldn't be willing to blow up Zhanlu.

"I can still sing."

"Don't sing, shut up."

Zhanlu was obediently silent for 5 minutes, at this moment, a new message popped up from the medical system on the mech.

Zhan Lu: "Sir, it was detected that President Lu's skull fracture was accompanied by a relatively serious concussion and myocardial damage. It is speculated that when he was using an illegal chip, he was hit by a chip of the same origin."

"He can do so many things in less than a day, he is really talented." Lin Jingheng looked at Lu Bixing in the medical room through the mech's spiritual network, "There is no such dedicated experimental product in the drug nest."

For some reason, Lu Bixing seemed to be able to endure the pain better than the average person, and his face was pretty good, even a little hippie smiling.

As a non-medical worker, Lin Jingheng didn't see why, "Is he serious?"

"Grade [-] injury, medium degree," Zhan Lu answered accurately, "It will take about an hour to repair the injury."

Although this mech is only a small mecha, the equipment is still available and the medical conditions are good. Generally speaking, as long as the brain is not bleeding all over the place, the problem is not serious.

"But I noticed that President Lu seems to have been implanted with a special protection device in his brain," Zhanlu said. A part of the injury, I may not be able to detect its existence until now, you see, the medical equipment on the mech treats it as a skull injury, I need to correct this mistake."

Lin Jingheng narrowed his eyes lightly—the special protective device was implanted in his brain, which sounds like he was fighting against the Garden of Eden. Creatures like this one are not guaranteed to wander into the seven galaxies one day, so it makes sense for him to take precautions before they happen.

But...he once asked Zhanlu to scan Lu Bixing's body three times.

Zhanlu didn't come out three times?When did the old Persian cat have such technology?

Through the spiritual network, Lin Jingheng saw that one of Lu Bixing's legs was unnaturally skewed, and it should be that the shattered kneecap was being repaired.

The one-eyed eagle stood beside him with a heavy face, and Lu Bixing was in a cold sweat, but he could still laugh: "Scientific research requires a certain dedication. You see, although Nobel was killed by the bombing, it has a long history. Watto is still presenting this award, and I will give you two trophies another day."

"Go away, play ball." Cyclops scolded him, "I'll turn on the automatic general anesthesia system for you."

"No, moderate pain helps to think," Lu Bixing said nonchalantly, "This is so bad, it's far worse than when I was a child."

Lin Jingheng who was immorally listening to the wall was stunned, thinking: "When I was a child?"

The one-eyed eagle has an attitude of 300 taels of silver, an invisible brain protection device...

Lin Jingheng tightened her fingers and said in a low voice, "Zhanlu, since the protective device is damaged, can you go over it now and do a partial genetic test on his brain?"

"I can try."

Lin Jingheng stood up abruptly, and walked around the spot a few times as if she couldn't sit still.

At this time, the mecha driving along the automatic route suddenly issued an alarm, and the corner of Lin Jingheng's eyes twitched, and a large-scale energy fluctuation was detected outside the mecha mental network, as if the waves were shaken by a deep-sea tsunami. The waves were higher than the waves.

"Stop the automatic navigation," Lin Jingheng said softly, "Report the status of the mecha."

"The defense system is seriously damaged and cannot be opened, the weapon system is normal, and the backup energy system cannot be detected, and the remaining power of the energy core is 50%——"

"Alarm, alert, approaching the scanning range of heavy weapons!"

"What are you doing again?" The one-eyed eagle came out of the medical room, and then he frowned, "There are large-scale armed forces nearby? Whose people?"

Lin Jingheng: "Turn on the camouflage."

The small mecha floating in the star sea turned into an unremarkable merchant ship in appearance, because half of the fuselage was thrown off when it left the space station, so it pretended to be fake.

However, Lin Jingheng's frown did not open, and he ordered: "Prepare for the jump."

One-eyed eagle: "Don't be nervous, it's the rule of the eighth galaxy not to touch small merchant ships under a thousand tons."

Lin Jingheng ignored him, and the transition process quickly entered the countdown.

The one-eyed eagle said dissatisfiedly, "You..."

At this moment, the entire mech shook violently, and the nursing cabin and medical room turned on automatic protection at the same time. The Cyclops barely stood still, and caught a glimpse of a scorching light in the dark universe, and the fuselage was burned Corner!

The other party attacked them without any explanation.

The one-eyed eagle slapped his face again, his cheeks were almost swollen, and before he had time to scold, the mech squeezed into the jump valve amidst the buzzing siren.