Major General's Shura Field

Mu Bin originally thought that the major general would have dinner with his little lover tonight, and although he wouldn’t stay out all night, he wouldn’t come back very early either. Unexpectedly, Herman returned home just after six o’clock. Bin was surprised for a moment, and accidentally said what was in his heart.

After a period of bewildered silence, Mu Bin was the first to break the awkward atmosphere. He smiled at Herman and said, "I don't know if the general will use dinner or not. If not, we can go together."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the little robot ball again, and said softly, "Baby, come here."

The little robot ball stared at Herman warily, retreated all the way in front of Mu Bin, and stretched out two short arms to protect its master. Seeing its appearance, Mu Bin couldn't help laughing. It can be squeezed into a piece of scrap iron with a hand, and with its IQ, it may not be able to tell that Herman is a super S-rank powerhouse. Should it be praised for its loyalty to protect the Lord, or should it be said that it is ignorant and fearless.

Mu Bin walked up to Herman with the little robot ball in his arms, and showed it to the major general, "I bought a little AI today, but its IQ is not high enough, and it always fights with other AIs at home. Can the general pick it up for me?" into the home system?"

Herman clicked on the personal terminal a few times, and then raised his eyebrows at Mu Bin. Mu Bin understood, turned the little AI over, and held the code on its buttocks in front of Herman, signaling him to enter the AI ​​information.

The little AI was turned over and didn't react for a while. It took him a long time to realize that his face was being held in his arms by his master. He immediately threw away the confrontation with the stranger and stretched out his two short arms to return. Hugging Mu Bin, she softly called "Master".

The moment Herman finished recording the information and pressed the OK button, thousands of data streams poured into the chip of the small AI. The huge amount of data allowed its not-so-advanced processor to calculate for a long time, just when Mu Bin thought it would crash again Only then did the little AI move its arms stiffly, and slowly turned around to look at Herman.

After a while, the little AI called "Master" and wanted to throw herself into Herman's arms to act like a baby.

Because the master of the Major General’s Mansion system is Herman, after connecting to the system, the little AI automatically assumes Herman as the master by default, even higher than Mu Bin. Herman is the main master, and Mu Bin is the second master.

Herman obviously couldn't adapt to the closeness from the AI, so he pushed away the little AI that rushed over, and the little AI floated timidly in mid-air, dazed and somewhat aggrieved.

"Baby, go and tidy up my room, and then charge it." Seeing its appearance, Mu Bin was both amused and helpless, so he had to give a random command to divert its thinking.

Sure enough, after receiving the new command, the little AI forgot about acting like a baby to the big master, and drifted to the second floor and entered Mu Bin's room.

Mu Bin went into the kitchen and brought out the last dish made by AI, smiled at Herman and said: "The old product more than ten years ago, the processor is relatively backward, and the brain is not enough. General, don't mind, I will Let it stay in the room and try not to come out."

The blood of the German nation flows in Hermann's body, and his rigorous and rigid personality is engraved in his bones. This makes him unable to understand some people's pursuit of cute things. He thought for a while and suggested: "You can change to a more advanced one. .”

Mu Bin waved his hand and said: "The AI ​​at home is enough, so I bought this little thing because it looks good for my eyes. It's also good to keep as a pet. It can also cook and sweep the floor at ordinary times. Today's dinner is made by it."

Herman was noncommittal, put a chopstick of vegetables into his mouth, frowned slightly, and said to Mu Bin, "You will do it in the future."

"Why, isn't it delicious?" Mu Bin was a little surprised, and he also tasted it. Although the taste was slightly different from what he made, it didn't affect the fact that it was delicious.

Herman thought for a while, and gave a brief evaluation: "There is no soul."

The robot cooks carefully and strictly follows the steps of the recipe. The number of grams of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar is fixed, and it is exactly the same; while Mu Bin cooks as he likes, a little amount depends on his mood. It is all about the feeling, whether it is the taste alone , certainly not as good as a robot.

But when human beings cook, they will be poured into emotion. This emotion will weakly affect the taste of the dishes. Even science cannot explain it, but it really exists. Some people humorously call this effect "injecting the soul".

Mu Bin does not have the quality of striving for excellence and pursuing perfection. He has never had high requirements for food, as long as it is delicious, so he can't understand the so-called soul, so he can only reply with a smile: "Okay, I will do my best in the future."

But do people who only drink nutrient solution really have a sense of taste? !

Herman didn't speak anymore, and the two ate in silence, perhaps because of the ambiguous actions between the two last night, Mu Bin was always a little distracted in front of the major general.

Herman's fingers holding the chopsticks were slender and strong, and it was these slender hands that were stained with slippery lubricant and wreaked havoc on his body; Herman's lips were sharp and angular, sexy and cool, but there was something different when he kissed him last night The blazing heat; wide shoulders and narrow waist, warm and reassuring when you hold yourself in your arms...

Mu Bin remembered what Fa Xiao said in the afternoon, even if you don’t fall in love, it’s good to find a friend with benefits, and someone like Herman is the best candidate for a friend with benefits.

Being single for a long time and having no sex life for a long time, it is inevitable that he will think wildly. Mu Bin buried his head in cooking and covered his expression, not wanting Herman to see the clue.

"Do you have an armor manufacturing practice class tomorrow?" Herman said suddenly.

"Ah?" Mu Bin's mind was full of discordant images, and he didn't react for a while.

Herman narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up and down Mu Bin with sharp eyes, "What are you thinking?"

Herman's seemingly substantial gaze made Mu Bin very uncomfortable. He felt that he was completely seen through as if he was transparent, and he had no secrets under the scrutiny of the opposite person.

Mu Bin avoided Herman's gaze, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, I chatted with my friends about something at noon, and the general just talked about practical lessons?"

"Yeah." Herman felt inexplicably depressed. What he talked to his friends at noon, was he missing his former lover, or was he thinking about that Joyce?

Mu Bin recalled this week's class schedule. There was indeed a one-day practical class on Monday. Two people assembled the mecha in groups, then nodded, and said, "Yes, what's the general?"

Herman: "Tomorrow, the first year of the Mecha Manufacturing Department will have a class with you."

Mu Bin realized that he was wondering why the major general, who was always busy with everything, would suddenly care about his school schedule. It turned out that it was because of his love.Those charming thoughts in Mu Bin's mind were extinguished in an instant. He has his own sex life, and he, a little virgin of ten thousand years, pretends to be passionate. old couple.

Maybe I should really consider Yi Lan's suggestion, find a handsome guy to roll the sheets, and vent my feelings that I have nowhere to release.

Mu Bin rubbed his face, adjusted his mentality, and said with a smile: "I really don't know about this. I heard that your lover, General, is also in the first grade. Is it such a coincidence?"

Herman said "hmm" and said, "His name is Bessie. Take care of him in class tomorrow."

The major general is the major general, and the request from him becomes an order. Mu Bin complained in his heart, and nodded in response: "Okay, don't worry."

For some reason, seeing Mu Bin's gentle and obedient appearance, Herman felt a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously felt that Mu Bin shouldn't react like this, he should be angry, at least he wouldn't agree so readily, just like Bei Like Xi, when he mentions others in front of his little lover, he will be jealous and will keep questioning, even if he feels impatient with this kind of questioning.

The direct manifestation of Herman's displeasure is the lowering of the air pressure around his body, which strengthened the feeling of oppression. Mu Bin was baffled by the reaction of the major general. He didn't know where he offended him. He swallowed back what he wanted to say, with a look of desire The appearance of saying nothing.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Herman asked with a pale face, "What's the matter?"

Mu Bin hesitated for a moment, seeing the major general's face getting colder and colder, he thought he was getting impatient, and hurriedly said: "I want to ask the general for a favor, I don't know if it's convenient for you."

Herman didn't respond, and Mu Bin knew he was waiting for the next article, so he continued: "I simulated the assembly of two mech forelimbs on the interstellar network, and the parameter tests are all OK. Now I would like to ask you to help test the actual combat effect."

Before the actual assembly of the mecha, the mech manufacturer will basically carry out simulated assembly on the interstellar network. The parameters of the simulated and assembled mecha are not much different from the actual mech. The mechs assembled in reality will not be too bad.

Of course, to judge whether a mecha is good or bad, it depends not only on the parameters of the machine, but also on its actual combat effect. Manufacturers often invite mecha fighters to test the mecha in actual combat. All must be carried out.

Mu Bin didn't know many mecha fighters, so it was the most convenient choice to invite Herman, but he wasn't sure if the major general would condescend to test his humble semi-finished product.

Herman: "Forelimbs?"

"It's a beast-shaped mech. At present, only the forelimbs have been completed, and the other parts are made up temporarily." Mu Bin observed the expression of the major general, and couldn't tell whether he was willing or not. "If you It’s not convenient, I can ask someone else to help me.”

"Who else are you looking for?"

Mu Bin didn't expect the major general to ask such a question, he looked at him blankly, trying to hint to the major general through his big innocent eyes: Your question has crossed the line.

But Herman didn't mean to retreat, and looked directly into Mu Bin's eyes. Mu Bin had no choice but to think hard, and said, "Just friends from the mecha combat department of the academy." Yilan's fiancé, Gray.

Herman thought he was looking for Joyce, his complexion became a bit smelly, and he asked coldly, "When?"

"You can...anytime." Did you accidentally offend the major general? If you can't do it, you can't do it. Don't hit me.

"Let's go." Herman stood up and walked to the second floor. Mu Bin was stunned for a long time before realizing that the major general agreed to his request, but he didn't finish the meal. Can you stop being so anxious? !

While following Herman's footsteps, Mu Bin yelled at the AI ​​who was about to dispatch the dishes: "Go back, go back, don't clean up, I haven't finished eating yet!"