Marriage indefinitely

Xiao Lan only had the chance to look at the house after Prince Meg "please" left.

This didn't look like a residence arranged by the military, but the exquisite furnishings and the size of the house looked like the property of the Lu family.This is a small stacked villa with upper and lower floors. Although the environment on the way from the port is harsh, after entering the gate, all the surrounding scenery changes completely. It instantly returned to the azure blue that humans are most accustomed to.

The not-so-large yard is filled with plants from all over the galaxy.

Fluorescent blue lilies of the valley drift slowly with the simulated wind, and the air even carries the fragrance of soil.But this is obviously not the surface of the earth, and it can even be said that there is no soil in the entire Capital Planet.This makes the thin layer of soil on the surface of the yard extremely precious.

This two-storey villa courtyard is located on the top of a magnificent towering building, in fact, it is surrounded by living areas.

"The bottom one is Yuntu, and then there are the robots that serve Yuntu. The poor can only live in heavily polluted surface living areas." Lu Zhengqing came over at some point and said, "The people who live higher up are richer. The supply of resources is tight. , The cramped living environment makes countless people want to climb up."

He even knew more about Capital Star than Lu Zhengqing.

He had seen those poor people. After he left home, he realized that the world was not what he saw.

"It's still early." Lu Zhengqing said, "It's only one o'clock. The sunset in Capital Star will not come until four hours later. Do you want to go out with me?"

"Okay." Xiao Lan said, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Lan waited downstairs for a while, and then Lu Zhengqing went downstairs. He changed out of the stiff suit he usually wore, and the soft and loose clothes and sports jacket made him look much younger.

This kind of Lu Zhengqing made Xiao Lan feel uncomfortable. From the moment he appeared on the escalator, Xiao Lan stared at him closely until he walked slowly in front of her.

"Tie my hair?" Lu Zhengqing took out a hair rope from his pocket, "I can't tie it myself."

Xiao Lan took it and stood behind him.

Lu Zhengqing lowered his head slightly, and brushed his shoulder-length hair back. His slender neck was exposed to Xiao Lan's vision... The aroma of black roses suddenly became stronger.

The nape of the neck with pheromones is a low-key and private existence for every omega, and any polite gentleman should never stare at this position that implies sex and reproduction.

This is a faux pas.

But Xiao Lan couldn't move his eyes away.

At this time, his lover lowered his head slightly, his eyelids drooped, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his hair spread out on his wrist, and some hairs silently broke free from his hand, fell down, and fell on his ear... President Lu, who dominates the alliance, showed rare tenderness.

Xiao Lan's Adam's apple twitched, and he took the headband and tied Lu Zhengqing's hair up.

"Your skills are not bad. But it seems that I am not suitable for combing my hair like this." Lu Zhengqing looked in the mirror, swung his ponytail left and right, and was about to say something, when Xiao Lan suddenly lifted his ponytail, lowered her head and kissed his neck lightly for a moment.

Lu Zhengqing trembled: "You, what are you doing?"

"Qingqing looks good in any way." He said softly, "I like them all."

Lu Zhengqing was startled, and lowered his eyes, no one could see the complicated and struggling expression in his eyes.

This time, instead of using a large airship, Cheng Xuan prepared a shuttle that could only be used by three or four people.After getting on the shuttle, Xiao Lan found that there was no driver, and was a little dazed for a moment. It was not until Lu Zhengqing sat in the driver's seat and began to skillfully operate the shuttle to lift off that Xiao Lan came back to his senses.

"Qingqing, do you know how to fly a shuttle?"

"Well, I have learned it before." Lu Zhengqing said, "I studied for a while after I came out of the Omega Training Institute and went to university. At first I wanted to learn to drive mechas, but Omega's mental strength is not enough to drive mechas... I was mentally In terms of strength, I really have no talent, and I can only drive the worst D-level mecha. I beat most people in the grade assessment, but... people with poor mental strength actually have limited room for improvement, so they can only give up..."

He spoke about it calmly.

Xiao Lan heard some regret.

"It's okay, there are not many people with high-level spiritual power in the alliance." Xiao Lan comforted, "It's different from the empire. Our main combat power comes from the precise algorithm of AI."

"That's right." Lu Zhengqing sighed with a smile, "My dream of being the number one omega mecha fighter in the alliance was shattered. I settled for the next best thing, learned to pilot an aircraft, and obtained a Class A pilot certificate."

"Class A..."

That was the level of a professional combat pilot.

"Omega's sixth sense is very helpful in how to fly a flying machine." Lu Zhengqing said, "It is also thanks to my understanding of flying machines. When the mechas were unsalable, I was able to make a decisive decision to use mechas for civilian use and use mecha technology. To the civilian airship."

After speaking for a long time, Xiao Lan didn't wait for Xiao Lan to answer, and looked back at him strangely.

Xiao Lan had light in his eyes, looked at him and said, "I was thinking how handsome you would be if you became a fighter pilot."

"..." Lu Zhengqing turned his head away, and after a long silence, he said, "The alliance does not have omega pilots, although there is no explicit regulation. But it is like this in private."

The alliance will never explicitly legislate against those conventional discrimination, as if as long as everything is under the water, then it is still the Utopia of freedom, equality, and unlimited tolerance.

The shuttle traveled on the waterway for about 40 minutes, and entered a more remote area from the bustling city-state. The population here is still crowded, but the buildings are much more dilapidated. There are layers of strangely shaped small houses like cumulative logs, one by one. Superimposed together, it looks like rows of matchboxes from a distance.

In the middle of this residential area is a stretch of mountains.

But when the shuttle drove closer, it became clear that this "mountain" was actually a vast garbage dump where countless discarded garbage had accumulated.

There are some moving blobs of color in the trash.

It was only when the shuttle passed by and those moving color blocks ran towards the shuttle, revealing their dark limbs, that Xiao Lan realized that these color blocks were all human beings.

It's people picking up trash, there are a lot of them.

It is the people who live in this slum and live off the garbage transported from the city.

The shuttle flew forward for a while, then began to land, and stopped in front of the only building with an exposed metal surface in the center of the slum.

When they opened the hatch and got off the shuttle, there was already a man standing outside with the Red Cross of the poorhouse pinned to his chest.Behind him are countless skinny and ragged people.

They gathered together, with haggard faces and an astonishing amount of white eyes, just pushing and curiously looking at the two of them in a circle.It's like watching some rare animal.

"This is the person in charge of the almshouse, Tan Chuan." Lu Zhengqing and Xiao Lan introduced.

"Mr. Lu, you are here." Tan Chuan stepped forward and shook hands with him warmly, "Long time no see."

This man named Tan Chuan should be around forty years old, but his hair is half gray and his face is thin. Unlike ordinary people, he has a row of tattoos on his forehead.

is a string of barcodes.

——This is the mark of an intellectual prisoner.

Ordinary people who obtain knowledge from Yuntu without authorization will be punished as the crime of stealing knowledge. If it is serious, part of their brain will be removed and they will be exiled to a neutral zone. If it is less serious, they will be sentenced.

Unlike other criminals.

There will be a serial number on the forehead of the intellectual prisoner.

Everyone knows that he has committed a major crime that should not have been committed.

This string of serial codes is engraved on the dna, which is automatically displayed from the leather level and cannot be taken out.

Once this string of barcodes is engraved, even if the prison term is over and you get out of prison, you will be ostracized by the alliance society forever.

Then he went to look at Xiao Lan again: "This is the legendary..."

"My husband, Xiao Lan, Ph.D. in molecular biology."

"Admiration for a long time." He leaned over more enthusiastically, grabbed Xiao Lan's hand and shook it.

Xiao Lan was taken aback: "Hello, Mr. Tan."

...Tan Chuan's hands, hidden under the burqa, were surprisingly thin, and there was only a bone in his wrist.

"You're welcome, Xiao Lan, come and help me carry these things down." Lu Zhengqing opened the hatch of the abdominal compartment, and the space under the shuttle was filled with all kinds of food and clothing.

These supplies caused a commotion among the crowd present, and their eyes became brighter.

But everyone seemed to be very well-bred, and no one stepped forward to grab the supplies. Instead, they quietly made way for volunteers from the relief home behind the crowd to carry them.

Xiao Lan hurried over to help, and then got busy.

Wait for all the houses to move into the poorhouse, and do a good job in category registration.Volunteers began to distribute supplies again. There were too many people, and everyone could only receive a small portion.

Very little serving.

But no one quarreled, and everyone lined up quietly.

Some people leave after receiving it, and some people say thank you.

Xiao Lan put a pack of compressed biscuits into a pair of dirty little hands.

The owner of that pair of hands belonged to a little loli who was less than ten years old. Her hair was tied up in a mess, her clothes were baggy and did not fit, and she had a tattoo on her forehead.

A row of barcodes.

Intellectual offender.

His hand stopped.

Little Lolita's eyes were big and round, looking at him hopefully.

"Uncle... can I have a biscuit?" She asked him in a low voice.

"Dr. Xiao..." Someone among the volunteers quietly reminded him.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Xiao Lan quickly let go, and the compressed biscuit fell into the palm of little Lolita.

"Thank you." She gave a particularly bright smile.

Xiao Lan looked at the barcode on her forehead, feeling that she had lost all her strength, and finally forced a smile: "No, you're welcome."

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