imperfections

"Close the cabin—"

"Start adjusting the air pressure."

The mechanical sound sounded in the mecha step by step. Lin Jingheng thought that human beings were already untrustworthy enough, but she didn't expect artificial intelligence to be as unreliable!

He couldn't believe it. At the same time, he understood Zhan Lu's implication, and for the first time clearly encountered Lu Xin's last words left to him more than 30 years ago, he had mixed feelings.Before he had time to taste the complex taste of mixed feelings, he heard footsteps approaching, Lin Jingheng realized that Lu Bixing was faking it from the beginning, and Zhanlu, who was so sloppy, didn't report it!

Burned to ashes with mixed feelings, Lin Jingheng subconsciously pushed the door of the ecological hatch, intending to rub Zhanlu into a pile of broken copper and iron. Withdrawing his hand, he buckled all the electronic locks in the ecological cabin.

Lu Bixing's footsteps stopped outside.

After a while, he heard Lu Bixing say in a very stable voice: "I'm a little dizzy...Zhan Lu, your mental network range is too large. Those heavy armors I've seen don't have such a complicated mental network. This is already shrinking." Is it over?"

"Yes, it's an honor to serve you," Zhan Lu said, "Also, Principal Lu, I don't recommend you to do this."

The ecological cabin of this imitation experimental product is opaque, and Lin Jingheng was terrified when he heard it, because he couldn't see what Lu Bixing was doing outside.

Lu Bixing replied in a very reasonable way: "I have no other choice now, or I really can't control this crazy bastard. Do you have any recommendations? By the way, he locked the ecological cabin, how can I get it open?"

Lin Jingheng: "Lu Bixing, you..."

"Oh, yes." Lu Bixing's mechanical attainments are incomparable, and he understood at once, and immediately learned how to penetrate into every corner of the mecha through Zhanlu's spiritual network without any dead ends. In the world of communication, the stunt of sliding doors and locks, with Zhanlu's master key, broke open the electronic lock of the ecological cabin in threes and fives.

A series of popping "clicks" sounded, Lin Jingheng had no choice but to clasp the hatch with both hands.

Lu Bixing tried to lift it up, but found that the last "artificial lock" was actually quite difficult to open.

Lu Bixing: "Let go."

Lin Jingheng: "Get lost!"

Lu Bixing sighed: "Don't you think we are so unattractive? Like zombies grabbing coffin boards and grave robbers."

Lin Jingheng wished he could conjure up a glass cover isolated from the world, and cover Lu Bixing in it like the unfading rose in a fairy tale. His hands kept shaking, the veins on his elbows twitched violently, and he felt dizzy one after another. It made him a little sick, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Don't let go, okay." Lu Bixing didn't like to play arm wrestling with others, so he quickly gave up.

Afterwards, Lin Jingheng felt that the whole ecological cabin moved, and was pushed by Lu Bixing for a while, and he didn't know where he was pushed. The searchlight on the head of a tool robot looked at each other—the young scientist Mr. Lu, as a great technician, never used violence. He commanded a group of small robots to dismantle most of the fuselage of the ecological cabin.

A hand stretched out to block the bright light on the robot's head, Lu Bixing drove the little robot aside after finishing his work: "Don't shine in his eyes, it will damage his eyesight."

one hand……

Lu Bixing took off his isolation suit!

The usual warm smile disappeared from Lu Bixing's face, the corners of his slightly upturned mouth were tense, and the backlit pupils were deep, like two light-absorbing black holes, and then he bent over and leaned forward, Lin Jingheng shrank back subconsciously, the narrow ecological environment The cabin does not give him room to turn.

Lu Bixing grabbed his wrist, the skin of the tentacles was terribly hot, but it seemed to be intact, not to the point where a layer of skin would roll off with a light touch.

Lin Jingheng barely moved her lips when she spoke, her voice was pressed into her throat, as if she was afraid of leaking a little bit of the virus: "Are you crazy?"

Lu Bixing looked at him and felt that he was really good-looking. Even in Woto, where medical beauty is developed and everyone can rely on his face to make a living, he must be considered outstanding. His facial features may not be flawless, but every part is similar to each other. The echo is just right, which can make people ponder the taste for a long time.

But such an excellent packaging, is it packed with such a thing?The heart is so cruel, so unreasonable.

According to history books, in ancient times when productivity was backward, in order to survive, people had to live in groups in order to obtain the minimum living supplies. Therefore, order in groups was always greater than human nature, and condescending dictators never Lacking a minimum of empathy, relying on his own likes, dislikes and judgments to go his own way, as if the people around him are a group of animals that can only eat, drink and scatter, as long as they breathe, there is no sadness or joy.

Judging from this feature, General Lin really has a classic temperament.

Lu Bixing bit his cheeks fiercely: "You are crazy."

He suddenly dragged Lin Jingheng out of the half-dismantled eco-chamber—this was impossible in normal times. The raging rainbow virus and the small eco-chamber helped him a lot. Lin Jingheng's two legs were only removed. The half-open ecological cabin was stuck, and when he pulled it, his waist was basically hanging in the air. The muscles of his arms that had been trembling since just now were completely uncontrollable. Lu Bixing grabbed his wrist and pressed him in the half-open ecological cabin. up, and captured the meanest lips in the entire league.

"Maybe he will be beaten to death?" Lu Bixing's mind flashed the scene of Lin Jingheng kicking Yu William to bleed, but immediately, his wild thoughts were swept away by some powerful force, and his consciousness floated up.

Lips are one of the places with the thinnest skin and the densest nerve endings in the whole body. Before Lu Bixing knew this common sense, he never realized what it meant.

It's like a person with congenital color blindness seeing the world in other people's eyes for the first time, like a person who is accustomed to talking and chatting directly talks to artificial intelligence on the spiritual network for the first time - countless sparks whizzing along his lead-like nerves , The explosion made his eyes blur, the world was turned upside down, the sense of touch that he had taken for granted suddenly changed its definition, and all the things he talked about when fooling Turan were all dead without a place to die.

It turned out that this man's lips were not like cold and expensive porcelain as he had imagined.

It turned out to be so soft and so burning.

Lin Jingheng was stuck in the unlucky eco-cabin, and she was about to hit the eco-chamber with her head back. There was no way to avoid it. She raised her elbow and slammed Lu Bixing into the eco-chamber door with his paws. On the ground, he let go of his hand while landing, and pushed him away. Fear and shock were like two missiles exploding in his brain, and the "high-energy particle flow" produced a tsunami crashed over him, sweeping his body Soul.

The two suddenly separated, and then each fell into a strange silence.

Until Zhan Lu's voice came from the cabin: "Sorry, I will keep the video records of the last ten days on my spiritual network, and they will be automatically replaced and deleted later. Do I need to save the part just now permanently?"

This voice called back two souls.

Lu Bixing's face turned red all of a sudden, he gave a dry cough, and said with some stuttering, "No, no, thank you... Well, Zhanlu, I have a few words I want to say to him alone."

"Okay Principal Lu," Zhanlu turned into a mechanical arm that automatically moved away from them, and left a comment before leaving, "You are really more polite than sir."

Lu Bixing: "..."

Winning over Lin Jingheng in this aspect is really nothing to be proud of.

He sat on the ground, holding Lin Jingheng's wrist with one hand, rubbing it lightly, and Lu Bixing relaxed his legs: "Hey, general, if I was lucky enough not to be infected before, then what happened just now? , this luck should no longer exist, right? If I wasn’t infected not because of a fluke, but because my physique was changed by the rainbow virus when I was patching things together, then I might not be infected with the mutant virus, and there is no need for isolation—— No matter what the situation is, you have no reason to drive me away, right?"

Lin Jingheng had difficulty breathing, but he choked on his words, coughed to death, and couldn't speak.

Lu Bixing sighed, got up and opened the cover of the ecological cabin, and released Lin Jingheng, so that he could sit up anyway.

Then, before Lin Jingheng yelled at him, he suddenly reached out and hugged him.

Lu Bixing bent slightly, wrapped his arms around Lin Jingheng's shoulders, folded them on his back, lowered his head and buried his face in his neck, took a deep breath, and slowly tightened his arms, as if entangled with prey The boa constrictor: "General, in your life, is there anything you value? Is there something you must protect with all your might? You said that the eighth galaxy is a wilderness. If necessary, consider abandoning the savages here, but I don't think so, yes Speaking of you, the seventh galaxy, the sixth galaxy...even the capital star Votto, there is probably nothing that cannot be discarded when it is 'necessary', right?"

Lin Jingheng was speechless.

"In this world, is there a planet or a place that makes you dream, and you can smell the smell of the soil in your dreams, making you feel that no matter where you wander in this life, you must go back and stay there forever? What is it? People... relatives, friends... even the person you love secretly - I don't mind - can make you think about it all the time, and make you worry that he will have a bad life after you leave, so no matter what, you have to struggle Come back to him and take a good look at him?" Lu Bixing shook his head slowly, "Actually, no? Lin, I think you are sometimes just used to being an alliance general. When you encounter something, just do your best. , If you die, you will die. You have a clear conscience, right? Even my dad has pinned part of his hope of ending the troubled times on you, but he doesn't know, and you don't want to take this responsibility at all."

Lin Jingheng: "I..."

"I haven't finished yet," Lu Bixing interrupted him coldly, "If there is a problem, I will speak after class——you stunned me, and you plan to throw me in the mecha and return home automatically, have you considered my feelings? A hero? Or in your eyes, am I just a heartless idiot who doesn't care if I live on?"

Lin Jingheng's eyes twitched slightly.

"Do you still think that when I say I like you, I just have nothing to do to have fun, even if I take it seriously, I will forget it in a few days, right?" Lu Bixing paused, raised the back of his hand, and said in Lin Jingheng Gently rubbing his blood-red face, he seemed to bring up the next words repeatedly, and swallowed them again and again. After going back and forth several times, he finally said word by word, "But you are the first time I have said this." The person you like, can you be more serious, think carefully, and take a good look at me... Lin Jingheng, how can you do this?"

It is said that the food chain is like this - the timid is afraid of the bold, and the bold is afraid of death.

For a person like Lin Jingheng, it is rare to show a little bit of his own preferences, and it is an unimaginable adventure to confess his sorrows and joys in his heart, but like Lu Bixing, if he expresses his feelings without reservation, it can basically be said It's "don't die".

Therefore, he had no way to fight back and was defeated.

When Lu Bixing kissed him for the first time, he just touched his lips lightly, the secondary reason was that his posture was awkward, and the main reason was that he was not familiar with the business, like a novice who threw the dish into the pot in a hurry and then forgot the recipe.

It's not clear how it happened the second time, maybe Lu Bixing was so angry that he was a little hypoxic, maybe it was the natural reaction of the entangled gaze and breathing, this time he was like an ignorant cub, attracted by the smell, surrounded him from The river mussels that have never been seen before are spun around and tested. After tasting a little bit of sweetness, they instinctively chased them and walked into a new world.

Maybe it was the pressure of the ecological cabin that made Lin Jingheng's limbs numb, or maybe it was the mutant rainbow virus that was too powerful for him to resist. For the first time since he was in the army, General Lin experienced what it means to be "defeated like a mountain".

There is a hard shell in his chest, and he usually locks up all the things that he represses and refuses to face up to, and he is out of sight and out of mind, and as time goes on, he forgets about it, but he is caught off guard and pulled out by others. , The ground was spread out in a mess, the huge void was blocked by the people who squeezed in, and the ice-sculpted city gates and bunkers seemed to have come to an end and began to melt as if they had surrendered.

"How could this be?" General Lin, who had never returned home and didn't know who he was fighting for, thought blankly, "This is wrong."

On Venus, the weasel, who knows what the hell the eight-galaxy system is like, got a batch of normal saline, and sent a few self-defense personnel in isolation suits to "distribute antibodies" door-to-door, while lying without a bottom line, claiming that "the original Antibodies take effect too quickly and have a certain amount of wear and tear on the body. The 'antibodies' issued at this stage are brought back from other galaxies. They are milder and more harmless. If they are already infected, it may take a week or even longer. Then it will slowly recover.”

The most effective prescription for treating chaos is "hope". After one dose, as expected, all those who besieged the hospital went home honestly, and the residents listened carefully to the prevention methods at home.The disinfectant that can be mixed into artificial rainfall has been exhausted, so the Silver Ninth Guard had to temporarily prepare a strong oxidant with a strong odor, and asked the self-defense team to wear isolation suits and drive the mech vehicle to spray the ground along the street. An illusion of order.

On Saturday, he was thoroughly disinfected in the disinfection room, took off his isolation suit, and had the thickest layer of stubble in his life. He had no time to eat, so he took a piece of nutritional cream, gobbled it up and walked away.

"Where is the Turan guard captain?"

"In the dungeon."

Saturday responded, and walked quickly to the dungeon with a heavy heart.

The situation in the isolation room of the hospital is very bad. The residents of Galaxy City are generally of low physical fitness. Within 24 hours of the onset of the disease, the death toll has been out of control.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he heard a male voice not far away.

The man was a little weak, but his tone was calm: "I am not lying, captain of the guard. My belief requires me to always be honest, whether facing myself or facing others. Because I questioned the organization's decision to form an alliance with the Glory Corps, I was arrested by them before the war. Putting them under Prince Gloria, to be the so-called "enlightened men"—not even "prophets", they were basically exiled. I don't know their military deployment in the alliance, and I don't know what happened outside the territory at all. Human life is at stake. God, I just wanted to help."

Turan showed his true colors and was too lazy to pretend to be a lady again. He sneered and said: "You cult lunatics still know what 'human life is at stake'? Stop fucking farting, and no matter how dishonest, I will let you take the top ten tortures invented by you pirates." Serve them all out for you to taste!"

Hope seemed to sigh faintly: "The organization has been outside the territory for a long time, the beliefs are becoming less and less pure, and the things they are doing are becoming more and more extreme. I am very sad, but our original teachings are not like this, captain of the guard, we just want to It’s just a way out for future humans.”

Turan gave a sharp "ha".

"In a place like Galaxy City, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant all year round, and everything can flourish. Only the people suffer from hunger and cold, and the flies run the dogs." Hope said softly, "Captain, don't you think this is wrong? I am here to eliminate suffering. Because of this, I will not ignore anyone’s life—instead of pressing me here, you should hurry up and think of other ways to solve this disaster.”

Saturday's hurried footsteps came to a halt.

Hope's last questioning was exactly what he had thought about when he was searching for infected people in Galaxy City. The coincident thoughts collided and resonated instantly, giving him an impulse to go in and save Hope for a moment.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind. When Saturday came back to his senses, he saw that Foucault's hair was disheveled and he smelled of disinfectant. , came up and asked like a cannonball: "Saturday, does Captain Turan Guard have any instructions for the next step?"

Saturday hurriedly asked: "What?"

"There was a man whose child was sick in the isolation room. He pretended to be a pharmacy nurse and sneaked in--Damn it, the city-level hospital in this fucking Galaxy City actually has artificial medical care! The most important thing is that the child has already passed away. Died. We have no antibodies, and the patients locked in the isolation room can only wait to die, he knows!"

A lie is always a lie.

There was a chill on Saturday.

Outside the territory, the Freedom Legion and the stubborn anti-Uganda base are still exchanging fire. Lu Bixing followed the hacked intranet and quietly logged on to the broadcast that the Freedom Legion used to shout against the anti-Uganda base.

"This broadcast is on the ground at the base, which requires identity verification and a key," Lu Bixing said. "There are quite a few traitors in the Anti-Ukraine Society. The Freedom Legion should have an internal response. First, they sent some bait to cooperate with the internal response and the main force. Huyou left, and then came back to set up the lair...Okay, I'm going in."

A technician hiding in the dark is very dangerous. The Freedom Legion and the Anti-Ukraine Society fight like dogs, and Lu Bixing has already swaggered into the communication systems of both parties.