imperfections

The door of Lin Jingheng's temporary office meeting was ajar, and Turan came to send Lu Bixing the list of mecha maintenance troops, and by the way, he informed his boss that he happened to find it here.

He stood at attention at the door and straightened his clothes. Before the captain of the Ninth Guard had time to call out the report, he heard this sentence. Turan quickly grabbed the "report" he almost uttered, closed his mouth tightly, and stared out a pair of good-natured eyes. Three whites, not even willing to take a breath.

The civilization of the eighth galaxy is "the song of smugglers and vagabonds", the city of the eighth galaxy is the exhibition center for the artificially retarded and scrapped, the administrative heads of the eighth galaxy are the underworld of the major planets, and the people of the eighth galaxy are in dire straits Struggling numbly... To sum up, after hearing Lu Bixing's proposal, Lin Jingheng thought that the young scientist Mr. Lu's brain had been working intensively all afternoon, and he might have burnt out.

Lin Jingheng held back her insults, and asked him: "What do you want to eat? Is there any in the base, and you have to run outside, dirt?"

"I haven't been on a natural planet for more than half a year," Lu Bixing softened his voice, standing on one leg and hanging on the other, across a table, the hanging leg refused to stand in one place, drawing circles back and forth, he was smiling Yes, like someone who has lost his temper all his life, "General, I have grown up so much that I haven't even visited the eighth galaxy. Beijing Star has been wasted for so many years..."

As soon as he found out the old accounts, the embarrassment of the two of them getting along day and night across the ecological cabin was vivid. This matter was just ordinary embarrassment, but when Lu Bixing handed the peach branch half-truth, it suddenly became very embarrassing.

Lin Jingheng's scalp tightened: "Okay, go, go, don't touch porcelain with me, get out of here quickly, and come back before midnight."

After finishing speaking, the man who had no sense of entertainment lowered his head out of sight and out of mind, and opened a report that was typed by someone, without moving his butt.

Lu Bixing slowly stood up straight, his eyes flickered left and right for a moment, feeling that the excuse he made just now was a bit wrong, Lin Jingheng deliberately didn't understand the hint of the invitation.

Great civilization, it’s alright to develop anti-human things like nutrient cream, so why develop an artificial intelligence that can provide three meals a day?

Lu Bixing didn't have any good countermeasures for the time being, and he wasn't sure if Lin Jingheng really didn't want to go, so he took a deep look at Lin Jingheng and thought: "It's really hard to chase, forget it, the future will be long."

Thinking so broadly, he turned towards the door and happened to meet Turan. Their eyes met, and Turan yelled at the door, "Report!"

Lin Jingheng: "Take it easy, what's the matter?"

Turan walked in with a dignified expression, and said seriously: "General, just now, the scanning image outside the base has been expanded to [-] kilometers, and a small group of unknown personnel are peeping. According to the energy reaction, it is suspected that the other party is armed!"

Lin Jingheng and Lu Bixing were taken aback at the same time.

Lu Bixing grew up in the eight-star system. He knew that people from the eight-star system would never take risks and resist if they had a chance to survive.

At this time, Turan winked at Lin Jingheng from an angle that he couldn't see.

Lu Bixing: "..."

Curiosity killed the cat, and carelessness killed the captain of the guard. Turan, a big girl, may have died too long.

"Stop first," Lin Jingheng called to stop Lu Bixing, and then asked Turan, "How far is it from the base? What level of armed forces?"

Lu Bixing turned his back on Lin Jingheng, and winked at Tu Lan vigorously—to signal her not to lie too much, Lin Jingheng didn't want to go, and he wanted to go out to let the wind go.

Turan's psychological quality is excellent, which fully demonstrated her talent for deception. Realizing that she had made the situation too serious, she immediately changed her face without changing her face: "The position has been moving, and the level is 'ground minus'. I'm not very professional. Suspecting that the people from the Anti-Ukraine Association have done something outrageous, the people organized spontaneous self-defense forces."

There are many levels of armament - such as mechs, or ground anti-missile systems, of course "space-level".Instead of interstellar armed forces, it is "ground level".

The "standard ground level" usually referred to refers to the armed level of the ground army. Generally, there will be armored vehicles. Those that are stronger than this standard, such as air strikes, aircraft carriers, and ground cruise missiles, are called "ground plus".By analogy, those that are weaker than the standard "ground level", have a certain lethality, and are not too powerful, are called "ground minus".

The ground reduction-it is equivalent to saying that there are a group of local hooligans patrolling outside with iron pipes and bricks, so they won't be on guard against them, but the possibility of capsizing in the gutter is not impossible.

"It doesn't matter if the ground is reduced." Lu Bixing didn't want to bully Lin Jingheng like this, so he interrupted and dismantled a platform, and left, "Don't underestimate technicians, in the age of technology, as long as electromagnetic waves are still flowing, there will be no black people in the world without us." The system, if it doesn’t work, I can still pass through the space field——Let’s go.”

Turan and Lin Jingheng stopped him at the same time: "Wait!"

Lin Jingheng frowned. Lu Bixing was not his soldier. He said he was an engineer with the army. In fact, it was purely a voluntary help. Moreover, he is such a big man. In troubled times, it is not a problem to organize a local armed force. He is not a weak underage, and it is not convenient for Lin Jingheng to control him too leniently.

Lu Bixing said: "Don't worry, it would be even better if there are people's self-defense armed forces. I'll come down and have a good chat with them, just in time to transform them peacefully and expand your team."

Lin Jingheng was afraid of his "chatchat". Everyone wants peace and friendship, especially when he alone does not have to take into account the interests of other parties. Lin Jingheng suspects that if others do not beat him to death first, he may not fight back.

"Go and find..." Lin Jingheng paused, the one-eyed eagle must be unreliable, so he raised his head and asked Turan, "Is there anyone idle in Baiyinjiu?"

"No," Turan said, worrying about the country and the people, "the base is too big, and there are only so many people in Baiyinjiu. The engineering team will be seconded to Mr. Lu and is making preparations. The brothers are very short-handed, and there are some people who are not on duty. , but they are all just off the job, and they can't rest for a few hours and have to..."

Lu Bixing hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I'll just go out for a late-night snack, and it's not a private visit in a micro-service. I'll get indigestion if you two do this."

Turan just "suddenly realized": "Why, Teacher Lu is going out? Or... I'm fine for a while, so I'll go with you?"

As she said that, she even cast a wink.

Turan was a well-known female hooligan in the Silver Fortress. She often went out to cheat money and sex during her shifts. In the complaint letter of the Silver Fortress, the captain of the Turan Guard was the number one. The missing virtues were too numerous to list. It even caused a sensation back then. Lin Jingheng had to ground her for more than half a year because of the high level of the Military Commission.

In her opinion, if you meet a beautiful man, if you don't take advantage of it, you will be at a disadvantage. If you have the opportunity, you have to touch it twice. Lin Jingheng always feels that there are two lines of haha ​​on Turan's serious face.

"Bai Yinjiu can't even move his hand, is your guard captain idle?" Lin Jingheng gave her a cold look, "Get out, and hand in the inspection before practice tomorrow morning."

Turan quickly put away his hippie smile, not daring to raise any objections: "Yes!"

Lin Jingheng frowned and sat dryly for a while, then stood up and said to Lu Bixing, "Wait for me for a while."

After finishing speaking, he went to the back room to change his clothes with a stinky face and a blank expression.

Lu Bixing: "..."

As soon as the person left, Turan spread his hands silently at Lu Bixing, and said to Lu Bixing, "Check and write for me."

Lu Bixing had no choice but to smile at her helplessly.

Turan looked a little dissatisfied, thought for a while, and waved at him again.Lu Bixing listened to him, and heard the captain of the Ninth Guard say menacingly: "Your... father with asymmetrical eyes, why is he so blind? Take me to say hello to him some other day."

Even Teacher Lu, who was well-informed and knowledgeable, almost made her limped in fright. He leaned back suddenly, and he staggered to support a table: "Sister, this will not work. Dad is not for sale, especially not supporting forced buying." Sell ​​it!"

Turan was so teased that he couldn't see his teeth, and laughed like a sneaky longhorn.

At this moment, the door of the inner room of the office rang—General Lin acted resolutely, changing clothes faster than others took off socks. Turan was shocked when he heard the sound, and quickly whispered to Lu Bixing: "I will send you the inspection template later." personal terminal."

Then he ran away before Lin Jingheng troubled her.

Lin Jingheng, who had changed into casual clothes, lit a cigarette, bowed his head while walking, and walked in a hurry, without looking at Lu Bixing, like a big man preparing to inspect the site, he exhaled a puff of smoke from his seven orifices, and beckoned: "Let's go."

A pair of hot wheels almost grew out of Lu Bixing's feet, and he used all his strength to maintain his stability: "How do we go?"

Lin Jingheng said: "The Anti-Ukraine Society has left a group of ground mecha vehicles disguised as ordinary vehicles, which are probably used as spies for them at ordinary times. Let's drive one away. I need to confirm the terrain near the base and the identity of the unknown armed forces. and scale, you record and sort it out.”

Lu... the newly appointed secretary is very helpless. He feels that Lin is a person who always has a single muscle in his body. He can't get along with the world, nor can he get along with himself. The same as above, you have to find a high-sounding excuse and worry about it with all your heart, so that the trip is worthwhile.

Lu Bixing muttered: "Is it really a private visit in a micro-service, Your Majesty?"

The mecha is the king of land warfare below air supremacy. It can be equipped with weapons of mass destruction. If the energy is sufficient and the operation is reasonable, it can even shoot down fighter jets directly. A is so complex that no mental net operation is required.

The appearance of the Anti-Ukraine Society's mech vehicles is no different from ordinary civilian vehicles, but it is extremely old, and there is even a manual steering wheel inside, maybe it is a relic of the earth age!

Lu Bixing didn't dare to sit hard, because he felt that the doors of the car were crumbling. However, after Lin Jingheng passed the authority and reached out to wipe the fingerprint reader, the whole car was different. The core of the mecha car was completely exposed. , It is not much better than the product produced by the Alliance Military Commission... It turns out that the broken car is just a disguise.

From the corner of Lin Jingheng's eyes, he saw that Lu Bixing fastened his seat belt and gave instructions. Like a rocket flying close to the ground, the mecha smashed the air and rushed out.

Outside the base is a vast wilderness, and the rotation period of Venus is not Votto’s standard 24 hours. I have lived in the man-made base for a long time, and I feel that the day and night here are extraordinarily long. At this time, the twilight is merging, and the unknown withered grass and the tall and thin corn stalks are mixed. Together, they have grown to the height of a person, and the road is blocked. If it is not for the armored vehicle, it may be difficult to pass through.In the first galaxy, there is no such desolate and savage land. Every inch of land is carefully planned. Even if it is not developed for the time being, gardening robots will take care of the plant landscape.

When Lin Jingheng said that he was investigating the terrain, he was not ambiguous at all. The scanning radius of the mech car was always more than one kilometer. Lin Jingheng's face fell limply, and the instrument's faint light hit Lin Jingheng's face. He had a sculpted side face, and he sat there without saying a word, with his flat shoulders and back propping up the limp old Cotton shirt, Lu Bixing recorded the energy reactions around him one after another. At this moment, he couldn't help reaching out to make a picture frame, enclosing Lin Jingheng in it, and looking through his fingers, he felt that he had cut a piece of paper. A movie poster.

"General," Lu Bixing said, "When you were studying at Wulan College, did you ever secretly take your girlfriend... or your boyfriend out to play?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, and just when Lu Bixing thought he was going to pretend to be deaf and dumb again, Lin Jingheng said: "Ulan Academy is a military academy, and the supervision is much stricter than this shabby iron base. If you can't get out, get caught It's time for confinement."

And he escaped from school only once, and was locked up in the "coffin" for three days when he came back.

The evening of Venus was so calm and calm, there were not even a frog blocking the way, the maximum speed of the mecha was close to the speed of sound, and it took only a quarter of an hour to run more than 300 kilometers.

Soon, the road began to widen, and there was even a high-speed track not far away. The energy harvester that had been silent all the way finally began to have slight fluctuations. In the distance, faint lights and tall buildings could be seen faintly, with the shadow of the city.

Lu Bixing thought for a while: "Captain Turan Guard is actually..."

Lin Jingheng walked all the way without saying a word. The energy harvester seemed to be dead, and the fool knew that Turan was lying.

"...Actually, I was entrusted by me to help me ask you out." Although Lu Bixing was bought and sold by force, as a vested interest, he still gritted his teeth, took the responsibility back righteously, and carefully looked at Lin Jingheng With a glance, "Lin, are you angry?"

Lin Jingheng didn't speak for a minute, and then answered an irrelevant question: "It's almost there."

Lu Bixing suddenly raised his head.

Lin Jingheng: "This is not an example."

Lu Bixing suddenly turned his head out of the car window, saw his face with a smirk that he couldn't suppress on the car window, in order to maintain his temperament, he adjusted for a full 5 minutes before returning his eyebrows and eyes to their original positions.

Then he took out his personal terminal repeatedly, and fiddled with it for a while, there was a flash on his wrist, the loading bar flicked across, a virtual screen popped up, and an old model satellite network map unfolded——染网Experts got on the city's intranet.

Lu Bixing blew a whistle, and synchronized the signal to Lin Jingheng as if showing off his skills: "Three and a half seconds, breaking my personal record."

He poked around and looked up the city information with great interest: "This place is called Galaxy City, with a permanent population of more than 300 million... There are core business districts and special delicacies! Lin, do you like chocolate pancakes?"

"...What the hell? No." Lin Jingheng slowed down the speed of the car to the level of a normal classic car, took out another cigarette, gagged his mouth, and thought a little worriedly: This kid is full of talent, but he just won't grow up.

He vacated the camouflaged steering wheel in the mecha car with one hand, and slowly drove the car into the road entrance of "Galaxy City Welcomes You".I don't know if it was because his aura was too strong, but as soon as he passed, the neon light on the welcome sign went out with a "puff", and small green smoke came out of it.

"There are also casinos... Didn't the currency credit system collapse? What do they bet on? Lin, guess what they use as currency now?"

An ancient question in the history of philosophy entered General Lin's busy mind.

"Where am I?" he thought to himself, "Why am I here?"

In the eighth galaxy, it is impossible to find a bustling metropolis. Venus is actually not as good as Beijing β, but the climate is better, and there is no endless winter, so it looks more vibrant.

The so-called "core business district" is actually a bunch of intricate alleys, surrounded by small privately built sheds, and there are some roadside stalls in the sheds.Going in and out of the unruly building, the potholed ground is filled with domestic sewage and garbage, mixed with the smell of food, quite ecstasy.

A small robot shouted back and forth with a voice like broken copper: "Three nutritional needles are exchanged for 1000 yuan 'street tickets'. Foreign guests come here to line up! Evening treats, three nutritional needles, enjoy the service throughout the night!"

Lin Jingheng watched for a while with her hands behind her back, and found that this small block formed a primitive economic community. Outsiders exchanged the nutrition needles for a kind of voucher points, and paid the points to the merchants. Nutrition needles are too expensive, and small businesses cannot be found.

Lu Bixing had already stuffed three nutritional needles into the robot's stomach, and the robot swallowed it with a "gurgling" sound. After a while, it shot a light at Lu Bixing's wrist, and the 1000 yuan "street ticket" was transferred to him.

"I invite you." As Lu Bixing said, a group of peddlers pushing carts suddenly passed by on the opposite side. To avoid being scattered in the narrow alley, Lu Bixing grabbed Lin Jingheng's hand, feeling that hand subconsciously pulled out After a moment, he pulled him over.

A basin of water was poured upstairs next to it, just where Lu Bixing was standing.

Lin Jingheng: "Be careful."