Royal Alchemist

"Yeah, do you know each other?" Qiu Xingyao asked in surprise, but the faces of these two people were not very friendly.

Yuan Tian hummed and didn't speak.

Zhuo Fan said with a cold face: "I guess I know each other, because I was caught on the spot for littering."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yuan Tian jumped up, "I can only count it as an attempted littering at best!"

Qiu Xingyao looked at Yuan Tian with sad eyes, he really didn't understand the difference between littering and attempted littering, and even if it was attempted, it didn't sound too honorable.

Yuan Tian pulled Qiu Xingyao aside: "What's your situation?"

"Who is this person?"

"His name is Zhuo Fan, a mechanic recommended by Gordon, and a student of Archibald."

"He's a mechanic? He's not..."

"Not what?"

Yuan Tian knew how wrong it was to say too much, so he put on a look of "you talk, I don't talk".

Zhuo Fan also secretly asked Link on the other side: "Is this person..."

"He is General Yuan Tian, ​​the commander of the main division of our army, and he is highly regarded by General Ravennuo."

"Is he Yuan Tian? Is he still a general?" Zhuo Fan glanced at the most severely damaged dark yellow fighter plane.

Qiu Xingyao's thoughts turned quickly, and he quickly avoided this embarrassing topic: "Ahem, Zhuo Fan, I came here specially to find you. This guy was beaten badly on the battlefield, so his fighter planes are also bad. , I have to work hard for you... woo woo..."

Yuan Tian jumped up and covered Qiu Xingyao's mouth, but it was too late, Qiu Xingyao's hand had already pointed at Yuan Tian's fighter plane.

Zhuo Fan looked down at the note board: "Ah, that fighter will be repaired by Laney's chief mechanic team."

Link looked at Zhuo Fan in astonishment, then at Qiu Xingyao and Yuan Tian, ​​and lowered his head rationally, pretending that he didn't exist.

"Didn't Mr. Kelani have a herniated disc and need to rest in bed for a week, so he can't climb up and down?" Qiu Xingyao asked strangely.

Zhuo Fan lowered his head even lower, he was neither used to lying nor shirking work, his face felt hot as soon as he spoke.

Qiu Xingyao understood immediately, and was about to say something, but was dragged aside by Yuan Tian.

"What are you doing, why don't people talk properly?" Qiu Xingyao was annoyed.

"Don't let him touch my fighter plane." Yuan Tian put his hands together.

"Why? Gordon said he was good enough for the job here."

"It has nothing to do with whether you are good or not. I don't like him."

Qiu Xingyao turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, he was fair, clean and gentle, making people want to get close to him just by looking at him: "What do you think is not pleasing to your eyes?"

Yuan Tian was stunned by the question, he hesitated for a long time: "Uh...uh...he is white! Yes! I hate people who are white!"

Qiu Xingyao looked at himself subconsciously, he also belonged to the category that is relatively white and not tanned: "I have worked with you for so many years, I did not expect you to be such a superficial person, you have disappointed me so much!"

"Haven't you heard a saying: Never offend your mechanic." Yuan Tian said.

This is a joke that fighter pilots love to say. For soldiers, a fighter is a second life. A mechanic maintains a fighter, which is equivalent to holding the second life in the hands of the mechanic. If they offend them, who will Know what they will do to fighter jets.Of course, this is just a joke. Where are the military regulations and disciplines, and the more advanced the fighter plane is, the more it can be integrated with the pilot's alchemy beast. If someone tampers with the fighter plane, it will be easy to be discovered.

But even so, if the driver wanted to listen to music and an airbag popped up, it would be very frustrating.

"So in the final analysis, you still offended him?" Qiu Xingyao told the truth.

Yuan Tian was speechless.

Qiu Xingyao rolled his eyes: "Okay, I'm almost 30 years old, can you stop being so childish?"

"I'm only 27! How can I be thirty! I'm only one year older than you! One year old!" Yuan Tian yelled at Qiu Xingyao's back.

Qiu Xingyao turned a deaf ear, walked up to Zhuo Fan, and pressed his shoulder: "Can I call you Xiao Zhuo? No matter what unscrupulous things this guy has done, I apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you don't take it to heart." superior."

Zhuo Fan fearfully said, "Don't say that, General Qiu, I can't stand it! You are a general of the Empire, and I should serve you as a mechanic."

"There are no generals and no generals, everyone is for the glory of the Legion." Qiu Xingyao laughed, with a shallow depression at the corner of his mouth, "Now that the magic dragons appear more and more frequently, maybe one day they will order us to We are about to go to the battlefield immediately, so these fighters must be repaired as soon as possible to ensure that they are in a ready state for battle. Personal grievances and so on, please put it aside for now, and treat it as a favor."

With Qiu Xingyao's status and popularity in the empire, he could just give an order to a non-staff mechanic, and there was no need to talk so much nonsense, but he still politely apologized and explained.After all, Zhuo Fan was young and high-minded, and he didn't consider the problem so well. When Yuan Tian got angry, his heart knot was revealed on his face.

This made Zhuo Fan narrow-minded, and he was ashamed: "I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about, since you came to the Legion of Glory, we are a family." Qiu Xingyao hooked his shoulder affectionately.

The temperature on Qiu Xingyao's palm warmed Zhuo Fan's shoulder, and a warm and firm force permeated his body.

"Let me tell you, Yuan Tian knows nothing except fighting... Ah yes, he also has a nickname called Fighter Terminator..." Qiu Xingyao walked further and further with Zhuo Fan in his arms. Far.

Yuan Tian was furious: "If you want to speak ill of me, go far away! Let me hear it!"

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Zhuo Fan and his team began to repair Yuan Tian's fighter. In order to ensure that it can be used as soon as possible, he made a repair plan for three days. Generally speaking, he was in a hurry.

After a busy day, the assistants went back to the dormitory to rest, and Zhuo Fan was still working overnight.

The shattered metal had been removed, and Zhuo Fan patiently combed the nerve cords. This is a delicate job, and it would be disturbing if there are too many people, so he arranged to do it in the dead of night.

"Still busy?" Yuan Tian didn't know when he came to the laboratory.

For Zhuo Fan to repair the fighter plane for him, he still feels a little pimple.At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated. On the one hand, he was a little touched to see Zhuo Fan working until late at night, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Zhuo Fan would really take revenge on his fighter plane.

He has guessed many possibilities: such as painting his fighter plane with a female voice system, spraying his fighter plane into a non-mainstream color, or installing strange horns on his fighter plane, and calling it a deterrent to the enemy, etc. .

After much deliberation, he was still uneasy, so after dealing with the affairs of the legion, he hurried over to supervise the work.

Although Zhuo Fan worked hard to repair the fighter plane for the Glory Legion and Qiu Xingyao, it didn't mean he wanted to see Yuan Tian.

Zhuo Fan nodded coldly and continued with the work in hand.

Yuan Tian was bored, took the elevator up to the gondola, and stood beside Zhuo Fan, without saying a word, just staring at his every movement.

Like everyone else, Zhuo Fan's hands are white and clean. His ten fingers are slender and flexible, the joints are slightly protruding, and the blue veins on the back of his hand are clearly visible. beautiful.

Yuan Tian was fascinated by watching it.

But Zhuo Fan was not happy anymore, Yuan Tian was tall, and when he stood beside him, he looked like a hill, feeling full of oppression.As a result, Zhuo Fan couldn't calm down at all, and felt uneasy that his territory as a male creature would be violated.

"What do you want to do?" Zhuo Fan asked displeased.

"have a look."

"What are you looking at? You have affected my work." Zhuo Fan was a little impetuous.

Yuan Tian said innocently: "I just took a look, but I didn't say anything."

Zhuo Fan found a very strange thing, when getting along with other people, no matter whether the other party is polite or rude, he can deal with it calmly or simply ignore it, but this person, every time he appears, he starts to feel irritable, I can't help but talk about him, but I can't ignore him.

It's hard to say that because you are too tall, it affects me, Zhuo Fan suddenly had an idea, and said coldly: "Close your eyes."

Yuan Tian was acting rebelliously, and said vigilantly, "Why! Why do you close your eyes? What do you want to do?"

"Whatever you want." Zhuo Fan's palm covered the surface of the fighter plane.

He has really nice hands.

This idea flashed through Yuan Tian's mind, and in the next second, Zhuo Fan's palm burst out with a strong light, piercing Yuan Tian's eyes without any obstruction.

"Ouch!" Yuan Tian yelled and covered his eyes, but he was still sore and hurt from being stabbed, "What are you doing? You didn't say anything in advance!"

Zhuo Fan tried his best to suppress the raised corner of his mouth: "Blame me? I reminded you, but you didn't listen."

Yuan Tian still couldn't open his eyes, his eyes were full of afterimages of the alchemy patterns, and his tears flowed uncontrollably, probably he had never shed so many tears in his life.

"Don't cry, be careful next time." Zhuo Fan was full of malice, trying to hold back a smile.

This sentence "don't cry" greatly stimulated Yuan Tian's nerves, and he almost exploded in anger. He wiped his tears and cursed at the same time, not to mention how miserable it was.

Zhuo Fan finally let out a breath of anger, and he felt much more relaxed.

Never offend your mechanic!

For some reason, this sentence popped up in Yuan Tian's mind again.

"For the sake of helping me repair the fighter plane, I won't argue with you. Next time if you..."

"Close your eyes." Zhuo Fan suddenly said again.

Yuan Tian immediately closed his eyes obediently.

Zhuo Fan smiled silently.

Yuan Tian heard some tinkling dismantling sounds: "Are you ready?"

"No, close your eyes."

Yuan Tian closed his eyes hard, turning his head away for fear of not being enough.

"Done yet?"

"No."

There was a rustling sound.

Waited a while longer.

"Done yet?"

"Okay." The voice seemed to come from far away.

Yuan Tian suddenly opened his eyes and found that there was no one around him.

Jumping to the edge of the hanging basket, Zhuo Fan has already descended to the ground, holding a part in his hand.

"Fuck! You're kidding me again! What are you doing with the parts! What are you planning to do!" Yuan Tian shouted.

Zhuo Fan cast a contemptuous glance, and walked out of the laboratory: "I'll go back to the dormitory and continue to study!"

Yuan Tian hurriedly wanted to go down, but found that Zhuo Fan had taken away the remote control of the elevator.

"Zhuo Fan! I remember you!"

The sound of gnashing of teeth echoed in the laboratory.