interstellar love diary

After Ariane's sparring practice, he returned to the lounge and saw Long Ruo lying on his bed, sleeping on his back.Long Ruo has always been restless in his sleep, he rolled all over the bed after falling asleep, his white shirt shrunk up, revealing a thin waist.

Arien sat down on the edge of the bed, compared his hands vainly, and found that Long Ruo was really small, with a small face and a small waist.He looked down and landed on the lower part of Long Ruo's waist. He didn't know what he thought of, and smiled to himself. Even the place was small, and he could only think of the word "cute".

As soon as Arien came in, Long Ruo actually knew about it, but because he knew it was him, he slept very comfortably. He closed his eyes, only to find that Arien was staring at the position below his waist, with an indescribable smile on his face, and his fur suddenly exploded.

"What to look at, I said I am still young, and I will grow up in the future."

He is only 19 years old, and Arian is over 100 years old. If he grows up to Arian's age, he must be more majestic than him.

"Okay, okay, I will grow up in the future." Aryan touched his face reassuringly, and said, "Have you had enough sleep? Get up and eat when you have had enough sleep."

"Oh." Long Ruo turned over and sat up, scratching his head, "Have you finished training with me?"

Arian reached out and touched his exposed belly.Well, what I ate in the morning has been digested, and I can continue to add nutrition.

"Yeah." Aryan replied.

Long Ruo stepped on A Ruien's small rest bed with bare feet, got off the bed crookedly and followed A Rui En to eat.

A Ruien is the most popular and most popular accompanying trainer in the training center. Just after eating, someone came to invite A Rui En to be a training partner.Arian hesitated, and turned to look at Long Ruo.

Long Ruo waved his hand indifferently: "Go, go, I'll play by myself for a while."

He is not a child anymore, he needs someone to take him everywhere, Arian is really too careful with him.

Arian probably also noticed this, touched his nose embarrassingly, and said, "Then I'll go to the training ground first."

"Okay, you go quickly." Long Ruo wandered slowly by himself, thinking that the people in Zelang Star are really rich. The training fee of this training center is [-] per hour, but he saw that many people are successful. There are so many rich people who train here every day, and he started to hate the rich again.

When passing by a similar office, Long Ruo heard someone sigh and said: "It still doesn't work, I have spent ten years of hard work, and the battle armor I made can't stop the blow of the particle cannon."

Long Ruo's heart moved, he stopped at the door and took a look inside.

A triangular-headed old man in a white robe shook his head with the damaged armor, looking very sorry.

Long Ruo guessed that this should be a armor maker.

He recognized that the battle armor held by the man with the triangle head was the battle armor worn by the middle-aged man with a big knife among the two men who fought in the morning, and was cracked by the opponent's beam of particle bombardment.

Thinking about Arian's battle armor, it can withstand a blow from a giant battleship in space without being damaged. It's really a bargain.

I don’t know who made Arien’s armor. It’s a master level. It’s said that it’s the same set as his mecha origin and Arien’s blood shadow sword. A person who can achieve such a great achievement in weapon production is definitely the most powerful production master in this star field.

Long Ruo couldn't help feeling fascinated by the unknown production master.

It would be great if one day he can make such a powerful armor.

"Since you're here, why are you still standing outside? Come in soon, young people nowadays are too lazy." The triangular-headed armor master had obviously discovered Long Ruo, and immediately restrained the regretful expression on his face, Cold and authentic.

Long Ruo: "?!!"

He thought that the old man was talking to someone else, looked around, and saw no other person except himself and the armor master in the room.

"I'm calling you, do you still want the old man to invite you in?" Triangular Head hummed dissatisfied.

Long Ruo finally confirmed that the old man was talking to him, opened the door and walked in.

The first thing to see is a huge workbench, which is full of armor materials and finished and semi-finished armor.There is also a small workbench next to the big workbench, which is also full of materials.

The old man stood behind the workbench without raising his eyes, and said to Long Ruo, "Let's deal with that."

Long Ruo walked over, thinking that he should deal with the materials, but he knew how to deal with the energy stone materials, armor materials?

He didn't learn at all, did he?

Moreover, these materials seem to be very expensive. What if he makes them pay for the wrong handling?

Although he now has a salary of 3000 million a month, that is what he saves to buy a house for him and Aryan to retire in the future.

"What are you doing standing there?" Triangle-head urged, "Get out if you don't do anything."

Long Ruo: "..."

Well, Long Ruo thought to himself that since you asked me to do it, don't blame me for ruining the materials.

Thinking of this, Long Ruo immediately let go of his psychological burden, recalled the trajectory of the mental power cycle of Arian's Blood Shadow Saber he had seen, and slowly injected mental power into the material.

He had known for a long time that this was a very difficult task, but when he really did it himself, he realized that it was far more difficult than he imagined.

It's just a small material, no matter how much mental power he pours in, it will disappear without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

Long Ruo: "..."

Nima's spiritual power is like a bottomless pit. How much spiritual power should be used to create a blood shadow sword used by Arian?

Long Ruo knelt down directly, and the admiration for Arien's armor maker deep in his heart was like the water of the Yellow River.

I don't know which great god that is, I will ask Arian later, and I must visit him when I have the opportunity.

How long does it take for the production master to make a set of mecha armor and weapons?Such a set of results in a lifetime.

Long Ruo's spirit was highly concentrated, and he continued to inject spiritual power into the material. Slowly, the material began to change. He could even see the material being decomposed into different particles, floating in the air, and then recombined and transformed into a small pepper. But when he stopped sending his mental power, everything went back to normal.

Long Ruo withdrew his mental power and was sweating profusely. Sure enough, there was a gap between two lines. The production of battle armor and the production of power stones are completely two fields.

Fortunately, the material was not damaged by him, at least not on the outside.He touched it with his hand, wanting to see if there was any change in the material, but he poked it, and the material melted into the air like wind.

Long Ruo: "?!!"

Where did you go?Obviously it looks fine on the outside, why does it dissipate as soon as it is touched?

Long Ruo wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and nervously glanced at Triangle's head, thinking that it's a good thing he didn't find out, otherwise, if the old man asked him to pay for the materials, would he pay or not?

He immediately didn't dare to touch it randomly. It's really empiricism that kills people!

When the old man was busy, he did not forget to pay attention to Long Ruo's side. When he saw Long Ruo's handling of the materials, he let out a "huh" at first, and then saw that the materials were lost by Long Ruo, and then became Leng snort.

"Why don't you even know how to handle the materials? You're so stupid." The old man waved him aside impatiently, "Stand on the sidelines, if you are counted on, these materials are not enough for you to waste."

Long Ruo: "..."

He felt so innocent, he didn't want to come in at all, well, the old man obviously let him in, but now he mishandled the materials and despised him, it's really a dilemma.

Long Ruo scratched his head, obediently retreated to the side, did not go out, and simply stood by to watch how the old man handled the materials.

He can now be sure that this must be a certain battle armor master in the empire. The arrogant and stinking problem is exactly the same as his teacher Yin Yingjie, as if it was printed from the same mold.

Long Ruo secretly slandered, could it be that all the so-called masters in this star field have this kind of temper?

The old man pulled Long Ruo aside, and began to process the materials in an orderly manner, which was way better than Long Ruo's.

Manipulative Long Ruo couldn't keep up with the other party. Who made him, an outsider, come here for a short time? He didn't know anything, but when it came to the purity of his mental power, he felt that he was not inferior to this old man at all.Since the old man doesn't care, he can just steal the teacher from the side.

Outside the training ground, a blue aircraft landed, the hatch opened, and a group of fully armed mecha fighters in combat uniforms walked down surrounded by a young boy.

The person in charge of the training ground immediately greeted him: "So it's Master Helan, this way please."

He Lanjin nodded reservedly, her attitude was just right, it would not give people a sense of indifference, but it would not be so enthusiastic that everyone thought they could be friends with him, and she had mastered the social etiquette of the nobles perfectly.

The person in charge took He Lanjin to the inside, and said as he walked: "Master Qingxuan arrived yesterday, and I have been waiting for you today. The master has a very busy schedule, but he still managed to make a special trip to Zelang Star in spite of his busy schedule. It seems that he has high hopes for Master Helan. In the future, Master Helan will become a master of mecha making, don't forget to support our training center."

A hint of impatience flashed across He Lanjin's pretty androgynous face, but his aristocratic cultivation still allowed him to maintain a decent manner and not speak ill of each other.

It's just a small training ground. If it wasn't owned by the Imperial War Armor Master, he wouldn't have taken it to heart at all, let alone let him visit it in person.

When passing the training ground, He Lanjin paused, looked over the crowd, and landed on a tall figure in the field.

It was a very tall and straight man, with handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, with vast stars reflected in his eyes.

This is a man with a great story.

He Lanjin was attracted to him because he saw this man fighting an ordinary second-level mech with his bare hands just now, and he didn't even fall down. He didn't even have a defensive armor on him.

He had only met his elder brother He Lanjin with such a force value against the heavens, but he did not expect to find such an outstanding character in this small training ground.

"Who is that person?" He Lanjin asked.

The person in charge followed his gaze, said "oh", and said, "You mean Arien, he is a trainer invited by our training center, and his force value is quite high. I heard that he used to be a wandering mercenary." , the skill is very good, and everyone here likes to find him as a training partner."

He Lanjin narrowed his eyes and glanced at A Ruien, without saying anything, turned his face and said coldly: "Lead the way."