Transmigrating Into a Violent General's Sweetheart Breeder

Unexpectedly, a simple courier box revealed a huge secret. Yesterday morning, Lu Jinbei was just about to keep his mentally injured animal state as if nothing had happened, but he was caught on the spot in just one day.

He grabbed Ling Huan's wrist violently, feeling a little anxious and unable to tell a perfect lie, so he stumbled, "I didn't... have time to tell you."

After a long time without Ling Huan's response, Lu Jinbei had two hot white plates in his hands.

They are also fried eggs, which are also available in the military's nutritious breakfast. They use similar pans, but the ones made by Ling Huan at home seem to be more fragrant.

"Take it out and put it on the table."

After Ling Huan conducted a rigorous analysis of the express package just now, he guessed the correct result like a detective. He was so angry that he was bored at first, but now Lu Jinbei honestly admitted his mistake. The inflated balloon was pricked, and all the air in it was released in an instant.

Ling Huan opened his chair and sat down, "Since I saw it, it's equivalent to telling me now. After taking the new medicine from the research institute, has your spiritual realm fully recovered?"

Lu Jinbei followed him out of the kitchen, "He's recovered."

The medicine from the research institute was sent home, and he wanted to use it immediately to see if it was effective, but he was careless when dealing with the wreckage.

"After recovering, can you go to work in the military as normal today, and you don't need to follow me to the nursery school to eat and drink?"

Lu Jinbei lowered his head and hummed.

Ling Huan was sent to the nursery by Lu Jinbei along the way, and he was not used to the fact that there was no little leopard in the nursery all day long.

There are only four cubs left in the nursery, which looks very deserted.

Ling Huan attributed this strange feeling to Si Jingming's resignation.

After all, Si Jingming had worked with him longer than the little leopard who had only been in the nursery in animal form for less than a week.

He checked the opening hours of the Dome Museum on Starnet, and found that it was open until nine o'clock in the evening. On a thought, he changed the destination of the aircraft's automatic navigation as soon as he sent Chengcheng home after get off work.

There are very few people visiting on weekdays, and there are not many employees in the museum. The curator's office is on the first floor.

When he came out to pour a glass of water, the curator happened to see Ling Huan who bought a ticket at the door and came in in surprise.

"Is Director Ling planning to bring the cute cubs to visit the museum again?" The curator is full of smiles, "The director of the nursery works very hard. You can make an appointment by contacting me on Xingwang one day in advance. No need Come all the way here."

Ling Huan smiled, "Today is just an ordinary tourist."

He raised his eyes to look at the superimposed floors not far away, his eyes fell on the last floor, and said softly, "I saw something in the museum last time, and I was very interested, but then I left Ole Star for something. I didn’t have time to take another look, so I thought about taking some time to take a look today.”

The curator was very happy, and used his ID card to scan the elevator for Ling Huan, "Which floor does Director Ling want to go to?"

"Top floor."

The curator glanced at the brain, "It just so happens that there is no one on the top floor at the moment."

Ling Huan smiled at the curator, with a gentle and polite voice, "I read some battle materials on the top floor last time, and I really want to study it. It may take a long time. The curator will come down later, and I will probably be alone. Come out in an hour."

Knowing everything about Ling Huan, there is no need to worry about the dangerous person who will destroy public property. The curator readily agreed, took Ling Huan to the top floor and took the elevator back to the office on the first floor.

Ling Huan stepped into the arena, which was deliberately raised to accommodate the mechs, and the heavy door behind him was slowly closed.

He didn't provide Lu Jinbei with mental power in the morning, and he absorbed a whole piece of ninth-level spar yesterday, so he is very energetic now.

Following the signs on the ground, he walked to Mecha Hunter again.

Ling Huan closed his eyes, stretched out a hand and put it on the mecha.

The moment he was touched by the spiritual force, the mecha's originally dim, empty eyes lit up with blue light, and the only usable mechanical hand slowly turned twice, making a slight buzzing sound.

"The connection of mental power is correct, and the authority has been turned on."

Ling Huan withdrew his hand, and heard the same boot language as last time. Hearing it for the second time, the strange overlapping feeling in his heart reappeared.

Really like his voice.

It was this strange feeling that supported him to come to the museum again by himself.

Taking a step back, looking up at the huge monster in front of him, the mecha gave people a shocking feeling, even if it was a severely damaged and damaged mecha, there was still an aura of war that made people tremble all over.

The war machine that had slit the head of the previous insect queen was kneeling on the ground in a stiff posture, and stretched out its hand towards Ling Huan.

Ling Huan stared at the manipulator for a few seconds, and belatedly realized that Hunting Star seemed to be inviting him.

He stood up cautiously, the sudden sense of suspension made his field of vision twirl, he grasped the cold mechanical fingers tightly, and only after the dizziness passed did he realize that he was now standing on Xunxing's shoulder.

The cockpit of the Starhunter is here.

The hatch snapped open.

Ling Huan looked at the dusty cab that hadn't been opened for a long time, and suddenly felt an inexplicable tension in his heart.

As soon as he entered the cockpit, the console recognized that someone was coming in, and started to run slowly. The five small lights on the top also lit up, illuminating every corner of the cabin.

Ling Huan looked around, frowning and identifying each button and handle of different colors on the console. The original nervousness turned into excitement when he saw the rows of things clearly. He seemed to be attracted, and subconsciously went up. The first two steps.

The palm that was hanging in the air stopped a second before it was about to touch the button.

He looked at his suddenly uncontrollable hand in a daze, not so much as being possessed, but more like a subconscious movement of the body.

But why did he have such a subconscious action?

The electronic sound of Hunting Star fluctuated twice to interrupt his thinking. After the screen appeared on the console, the current stabilized.

If the mecha had an anthropomorphic form, Ling Huan felt that this mecha must be a very elegant gentleman, always speaking with a kind of tolerance.

Lie Xing said, "Mr. Ling, Lieutenant General Lu lost something and never came back to get it."

Ling Huan didn't know if this high-level mecha had self-awareness. When he was in the cabin, the cold and low-pitched electronic audio seemed to come from all directions, and he couldn't find a specific sound source.

He looked at the console with an unstable light flashing in front of him, and reminded, "Xunhuner, Lu Jinbei is now an admiral."

"Oh is that so?" Hunting Star's electronic voice was a bit regretful,

"It seems that I have been dormant for too long, and the version has not been updated for a long time. Lu Lu took away most of my chips three years ago, and what is left here is only a small amount of energy. 70.00% of the body has been completely damaged , I can't repair it anymore, if you come back later... you will run out of energy..."

Ling Huan frowned slightly, and hurriedly asked, "What did Lu Jinbei lose?"

A long-locked drawer under the operating table opened in response and popped out in front of Ling Huan.

He knelt down and groped in the drawer, only to find a small box the size of a palm.

He froze the moment the box was opened.

Lying quietly on the black velvet cloth is a ring.

With the bright light in the cabin, his palms began to sweat, and he turned the box clockwise, and saw something engraved on the inside of the ring.

Every stroke reveals a gentle atmosphere, which is mylove in English.

Ling Huan closed the box, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he was even a little flustered when he stood up, his mind was so noisy that he couldn't calm down.

Even he himself didn't realize that his voice was a little loud, "This is something that Lu Jinbei left behind? Who gave it to him? How could Lu Jinbei be so careless that he even forgot to take away the ring from others?"

Starhunter is Lu Jinbei's mecha, and it must only contain Lu Jinbei's things.

Ling Huan began to guess chaotically, who actually gave Lu Jinbei the ring before the protagonist received Luo Sheng three years ago.

But now that the ring is left here alone, it is obvious that it has been abandoned by the owner.

If he hadn't turned on Starhunter because of his spiritual power, maybe this ring would never see the light of day.

The electronic sound of Hunting Star is very unstable, with a buzzing noise, "It should be sent by the land general."

"The words on it were engraved by General Lu himself."

Ling Huan didn't know how he got down from the top floor. He even forgot to say hello to the curator. He was called several times in the lobby on the first floor before he recovered.

He turned his head to meet the curator's concerned eyes.

"Has Director Ling finished it? My optical brain just received a reminder from you to come downstairs."

Ling Huan nodded, and he put the ring box in his pocket, a small thing that was not very heavy, but it was a bit heavy at the moment.

After walking two steps, he couldn't help but said, "Curator, do you know English?"

When he saw the ring, he searched for this language on Xingwang. Surprisingly, there was not a single relevant content in Xingwang's vast search terms.

"English?" The curator is very unfamiliar with this word. He looked at Ling Huan in confusion, "Is it the local language of a certain star? I have been to many stars in the empire, and I have never heard of this strange thing." language."

Seeing the curator turning on the optical computer and preparing to inquire, Ling Huan quickly stopped him, "I didn't know it before, but I just saw a word on Xingwang. It should be a typo when someone commented."

There is no English among the more than thirty common languages ​​in the empire.

But there were some on the Blue Star before he passed the book. As a science student, he was forced to memorize words every day even in junior high school and high school. Watch it again after a long time, except for a kind of intimacy.

It also made him suddenly cold from head to toe.

There is no English in this book at all, how did Lu Jinbei engrave this word three years ago?

except him.

Besides him, is there anyone else who can pass through the book from the same blue star by such a coincidence?

Without the aircraft, Ling Huan arrived home very late. He glanced at the man who was watching TV sitting on the living room board, curled his fingers, and said, "I have something to do in the afternoon, so I came back late. How do you have dinner? of?"

Lu Jinbei immediately turned off the TV and looked at him, "Drank two bottles of nutrient solution."

Ling Huan hummed, took the clothes into the bathroom, and the glands on the back of his neck started to feel hot again. After Lu Jinbei recovered his mental strength, he became a human. The pheromone smell on his body was very present. He could bear it just by smelling it. I can't help feeling hot all over.

Leaning against the cold white wall of the bathroom, Ling Huan crouched down impatiently. He forgot to look for 009 in his consciousness all afternoon. Now he tentatively called out twice in his consciousness, but he didn't get any clear answer. respond.

Still wearing the clothes he came back from outside, his arm touched the hard shell of the box, Ling Huan's eyelashes trembled, and he pressed his temple that was starting to ache, vaguely recalling two dreams he had, familiar and distant.

A thought grew like crazy, directly overshadowing everything else.

"009."

"After the system upgrade, Lu Jinbei can like me."

"Then can I like him?"

Did he ever like Lu Jinbei?

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【He lost a treasure. 】

[You once said that you will get married when you come back.Now it seems that it is not a breach of promise. 】