imperfections

Lin Jingheng was following Zhanlu's spiritual net, carefully scanning the damaged part of Chongsan.

He needs to straighten out the fault and its cause bit by bit, and it is clear enough to compile a renovation plan.For Lin Jingheng, solving the malfunction of the mech is not difficult technically, it is just a delicate job - like untangling a small ball of thread that is entangled.

However, if the solution to the sudden failure of the mech is to solve one or two small balls of thread, then the degree of damage like Zhongsan may be equivalent to throwing more than 100 cats into the wool warehouse, and the remodeling and renovation project is to After the cat disaster crosses the border, manually straighten all the wool and return it to its place.

No advanced technology is needed, just a patience that can forgive the whole world.

Although Lin Jingheng is not a frizzy person, the patience of wild wolves hunting deer in the ice and snow is obviously not the same organ as the patience of untangling wool balls.He originally wanted to use the excuse of "letting the students have intimate contact with the internal structure of the heavy mecha" to fool Lu Bixing to push the maintenance of the heavy mech.

Unexpectedly, the ghost gave in for a while, and searched all over the base, but couldn't find a second reliable and easy-to-follow mechanic, so he had to go into battle in person.

"Sir, do you need to rest?" Zhan Lu, whose mental network was connected to his consciousness, suddenly said, "I noticed that the blood flow in the frontal lobe of your brain above your left eye is accelerating, and you seem to be restraining your bad emotions."

Lin Jingheng was so annoyed by the "ball of wool" project that she was about to burst, but it was inconvenient to be blown up because of this shit, so she withdrew from the mental net restraintly, left Chongsan without saying a word, and went to the elevator to smoke up.

Zhan Lu dutifully made him a humanoid ashtray, Lin Jingheng was silent for half a cigarette, and then said: "You, one of the most cutting-edge technologies in the alliance, why can't you run naked?"

Zhanlu solemnly explained his functions: "Strictly speaking, sir, without a fuselage, I just can't realize some functions as a mecha, but the functions of artificial intelligence are not affected, and the energy consumption is also very high. Low."

After hearing this, Lin Jingheng stuffed the cigarette butt into her mouth worryingly, wishing that Zhanlu was a taciturn artificial mentally retarded.

"For example, intrude into the monitoring system within a certain range, and keep an eye on the outside world for you in real time." Zhan Lu seemed to want to show that he not only has the function of "chat", countless shadows flashed quickly in the green iris, and accurately passed the machine. The surveillance camera at Station A saw the real scene. He observed for a while and reported, "Mr. Spencer's Self-Defense Forces have mutinied."

"Mutiny?" Lin Jingheng raised his head inexplicably, "The fact that I locked Spencer in the dungeon got out so quickly?"

Zhanlu: "Wait a minute, we are analyzing lip language..."

Lin Jingheng flicked the cigarette ash in his hand. After a little accident, he didn't take it to heart, and listened to it as a relief—in his eyes, the base was like a broiler farm picked up. The broilers flapped their wings and screamed, making a big fuss It's a big deal to kill a batch. Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not a loss.

He shook his head: "These people are quite loyal."

"No," Zhanlu replied after completing the analysis, "The reason for the mutiny was the personal anger of the Self-Defense Forces against Mr. Spencer. Now they think that Mr. Spencer is pretending to be dead and want to ask him for an explanation."

"Infighting," Lin Jingheng sounded a little fresh, "Why? Because he lured wolves into the house?"

Zhanlu: "Because he didn't surrender in time."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

The mechas dragged back were piled up in a mess, and the mutinous self-defense team members crowded into a small square, some standing and shouting slogans, and some lying on the ground unable to get up.

Lu Bixing spent the first night in the robot's workshop, which was less than 20 meters away from the small square, allowing him to hear everyone's chatter clearly.

"Not long after leaving the atmosphere, I almost hit the energy tower and almost turned into a roast suckling pig!"

"Do you know how terrifying it is to go to the sky in a mecha? There is nothing around, and you can't see your fingers. What do you think of us, big sister? Is it the elite in the Garden of Eden who even has a particularly correct brain?"

"That's right, don't fucking fart, how many people are afraid of heights? How many people are afraid of the dark? How many people are claustrophobic? Ah? You are so awesome, the sky is going up, why don't you give us a cure first?"

"When someone comes, you shoot before you see who it is. Who do you think you are? Silver Ten Guards? I almost confessed to you because of you!"

"You dare to fight the one-eyed eagle, but you still wet the bed when he was selling mechs!"

"If you have the ability, you can fight it yourself! What onions and garlic are you packing!"

"Yes, you can drive the mecha yourself if you have the ability!"

"Miss smelly! Don't pretend to be dead!"

"get out!"

These people were thrown out of the atmosphere of the base by Lin Jingheng, and they were dragged back by mechas after they had just died. It is not a joke to be deprived of the authority of the spiritual network in the black hole universe, and to float in the empty vacuum without a strong body. And psychological quality, fear alone can drive people crazy.

The residents of the base came early in the morning, originally planning to come to work for the pornographic film. After watching the cause and effect, they couldn't help feeling sad, and felt that the smelly big sister was nothing. Soon, more and more people joined the revolution In the end, even the door of the workshop was blocked, pushing and shouting, making a mess.

Things are starting to get a little out of hand.

At this time, someone knocked on the small window on the side of the workshop. Lu Bixing raised his head and saw the self-defense team poking in on Saturday: "Open the window, I have something in my hand!"

Saturday's face looks like a minor, but his skills are a bit like a soldier. With a heavy lunch box in his hand, he climbed to the second floor with one hand, and jumped in from the window with one arm propped up neatly: "Fat lady The breakfast in the store, there is soup in it, I am afraid of spilling it all the way, I am exhausted."

Lu Bixing was starving, and suddenly felt that the kid on Saturday was so righteous, so he quickly took it over: "How do you know I'm here?"

"Your student said it," said Saturday, "You said that the homework you assigned couldn't be calculated, so I came to ask you. I saw that there were people making trouble here, so I didn't let them come. Don't think these people are mobs. Really. If you are in a hurry, you can do anything, they are not familiar with the base, and there are girls, it is too dangerous."

Don't worry about the energy reform plan at this time, Lu Bixing drank half of his soup, and when he heard that the students were coming, he quickly threw the soup bowl aside, sent a message to White on the base's intranet, and told them to go back to the self-defense force's administrative building, and follow Cyclops Eagle or General Lin, don't come out.

"How did this happen?"

Saturday shrugged: "There were conflicts at the beginning, they were all opposed to the big sister buying a lot of mechs and weapons."

Lu Bixing: "Why?"

"Because it's expensive. About a month or two before Prince Gloria entered the country, we received news that the underground waterway, you know, on the surface, they don't go outside the territory, but in fact, many people still do it for money." When an earthquake strikes, the rats in the sewers are often the first to get the news.” Sat Yi bowed his head, lit a cigarette skillfully, and leaned against the window with a tired look on his face. He had a baby face and lips The circle on the top seems to be fluffy, and he looks like a minor, but at this moment, he looks a little old-fashioned inexplicably, which makes people think that he may not be as young as he looks. The business stopped, and a collective decision was made that we would secretly know about this matter, and we must not leak it out. Whoever leaks it will die. Sister Smelly said at the time that she must buy a batch of mechas for self-defense. Many people objected. The price of a mecha can be How many people should we reserve to support the people? But this waterway and this base belong to the Spencer family, he is the boss, and he insists on going his own way, so there is nothing we can do about it.”

Lu Bixing: "It's too cheap to be a good boy. No matter how expensive the mecha is, you only paid less than [-]% of the deposit. Spencer has so much research on swindling and abducting. If you follow him, you still have to worry about money?"

Saturday was silent for a while, and flicked cigarette ash on the window sill: "Indeed, apart from being too expensive, the main reason is that they are afraid of causing trouble. You can see who these are. I have been a mouse for a long time, and I forgot They are human. They think that as long as they tuck their tails and hide their heads honestly in the base, they can survive. Such a blatant way to get a bunch of mechas and armaments, in case they are discovered by interstellar pirates and alliances, they will be mistaken. What if you think they are militants?"

Lu Bixing looked at him: "You don't think so."

"I don't." Saturday lowered his voice and turned his head to glance at the angry crowd. "I don't think there is any benefit in resigning myself to fate every day. Instead of hiding in the gutter trembling, I would rather drive the mech Even if I die in battle in the sky, I will seek death myself, and I will not complain about my life."

After he finished speaking, he heard someone from the self-defense team downstairs shouting: "It's no use shouting here, let's go to the self-defense team building and drag the smelly sister out!"

"Go to the Self-Defense Forces building!"

"Fuck him!"

Lu Bixing took a sudden step forward and pushed open the window: "Oops."

"Are those students of yours also in the administrative building?" Saturday quickly put out his cigarette and said quickly, "Can you climb over the wall? I'll take you to take a small road to find them."

Lu Bixing shook his head with a solemn expression. He was not worried about the safety of the students, but he was afraid that this group of mobs would make trouble in front of Lin Jingheng.

The entire base is divided into a mecha parking area and a civilian area, and the administrative building is on the dividing line between the two, very close to the mecha parking station. The angry parade starts from here, and it takes at most 15 minutes to reach the administrative building. Lu Bixing I couldn't imagine Lin's face when they blocked the door and scolded.

According to Lu Bixing's own analysis, Lin reluctantly agreed to give him three months yesterday, which was already the result of betraying his lust, so what should we do now?

Is it possible to sell your body?

Although the situation was very urgent, Lu Shengren, who was about to sell himself to save others, still fantasized for a second. Fortunately, he could still distinguish the priorities. After he realized it, he quickly dragged back his sanity of "seeking waves to the sky", and tried his best to clear it up. With a slap in the throat, he opened his personal terminal.

The three-dimensional base map was laid out in the workshop immediately, and Lu Bixing quickly intervened in the road network monitoring, and dozens of monitoring images floated above their heads at the same time.

On Saturday, he recognized the route of the Mutiny Self-Defense Force at a glance: "They are almost at the north entrance of the station, and there are roadblocks there!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Bixing touched the barricade controller, and there was a "rumbling" sound in the distance. During the monitoring, an iron fence tens of meters high rose out of thin air, blocking the angry crowd behind.

A high five on Saturday: "Amazing!"

Just as Lu Bixing wanted to be modest, the smile on his face hadn't formed yet, when he saw the mutinous self-defense force gathered behind the railway barrier, spontaneously forming a human figure to hit a log, someone shouted slogans, and the crowd gathered together shoulder to shoulder and hand in hand, full of anger And hit the barricades regularly.

They were like a piece of loose sand on the interstellar battlefield, but when they knocked on the door of their own house, they showed a high degree of organization and discipline, as if they were a well-trained team!

What's more terrible is that the railway barrier may not have been maintained for hundreds of years. The anti-rust isolation layer is a mess. The rust has corroded many bearings. , even crumbling up.

At this time, Lin Jingheng came out of Chongsan's storage room, and could already hear their "one two" and "one two" slamming the door, and the four students ran upstairs in a panic: "General Lin, they..."

Lin Jingheng patted White on the shoulder and ordered: "Go back to the room."

White shuddered as he thought of his cold, heartless "three months" agreement.

The one-eyed eagle came down from the guest room upstairs: "What's the situation?"

Lin Jingheng didn't answer, but connected to Zhanlu's spiritual net, and the huge spiritual net covered the entire base. The next moment, the mecha docking station seemed to be haunted. With a cold green light, the outermost row of mechas silently raised their particle cannons, aiming neatly at the crowd who were hitting the door.

"You should teach him how to choose, instead of trying to find a solution that has the best of both worlds." Lin Jingheng glanced at the one-eyed eagle out of the corner of his eye, and barely uttered a few words from his thin lips, "Garbage is Rubbish."

The preheating of the particle cannon made the base's fragile energy system issue a high-energy warning. Lu Bixing's pupils shrank suddenly. The next moment, the railway barrier collapsed. The self-defense team who knew nothing about their backs seemed to have won a great victory. Carnival style screamed.

Lin Jingheng gave the command to launch the particle cannon expressionlessly.

The ignited air heated up rapidly. At first, it seemed as if a few blood-red flowers exploded out of thin air, and then quickly turned from red to white, rolling towards the rioting crowd like a sunrise.

At the same time, Lu Bixing's finger almost turned into an afterimage. In the nick of time, he called out the vulnerable defense net of the base, grabbed it hard, and condensed the defense net covering the entire base to a point. A wall was erected between the Self-Defense Forces and the particle cannon.

The particle cannon hit the protective net head-on, and the protective net fell apart. The entire mecha station was trembling. The walls of the small building in the robot workshop fell to the ground. The mechas that emitted the particle cannon collectively took half a step back. Those who were close were knocked down, and at the same time, the energy of the particle cannon quickly decayed in the protective net and its aftermath, and quickly disappeared for most of it. A gust of wind swept past the Self-Defense Forces, whistling into the deep alleys of the houses. go.

Lu Bixing knew that Lin must know that he did it, but he didn't necessarily give him face.

For Lin Jingheng, it was easy to activate the second row of particle cannons, but this broken base no longer has a second protective net for Lu Bixing to block.

On Saturday, I saw him hesitate for less than half a second, and suddenly summoned several robots.

"That's the robot of the medical team," Saturday asked inexplicably, "what are you doing?"

"Implant a prop." Lu Bixing took out a small sterile bag, in which a small biochip was quietly soaked. He put the sterile bag into the hands of the medical robot, and quickly set up the "implantation" procedure.Several medical robots formed a circle around him, and a few thin lines were drawn in the air, separating a temporary operating room. Immediately, the disinfectant spray was shot up, covering Lu Bixing. Before he had time to use anesthetics, the biochip exploded involuntarily. Entering his body, the severe pain made his knees go limp.

The next moment, the familiar sense of power spread along his central nervous system to his whole body, and his knee knocked a hole in the ground.

Lu Bixing didn't have time to stand up, and he had already used the "camouflage" and "invisibility" functions of the biochip to the extreme——

Everyone in the Self-Defense Forces only felt a soft "hum" in their heads, and then, the houses and streets on one side suddenly disappeared in a white light, and the crooked people in the mecha station behind them transformed collectively, the interstellar pirate Prince Gloria The logo of the guards stood in front of them, and the oval-shaped heavy mecha seemed to come from the end of the world. It was displayed in front of them, with the muzzle facing them, and the ferocious pirate logo seemed to be roaring.

Lu Bixing gritted his teeth and stood up, turned on the multimedia in the base, and the screen turned on silently, enough to play the video of Prince Gloria's guards bombing Beijing β Star on a high-definition picture that was fake. It seemed to fly across the sky above the base, easily blocking the light of the energy tower, and after half a minute of parking, the missiles of the mountains and tsunami poured down like a torrential rain!