interstellar first transfer student

The night is melting, and the silent sky is dotted with twinkling stars.

Shen Zhexi sat on a cushion on the ground, surrounded by small parts.

Some are ring-shaped, some are top-shaped, and there are all kinds of them.

These are actually mecha parts used by Mecha Lance. The workmanship is precise, and it looks like a master.

"Marshal, what is this for?" Shen Zhexi fiddled with it for a long time, and saw a particularly strange-looking part.

"In the buffer device, it is used to land smoothly and reduce the driver's vibration." The marshal who was replying to the military news looked up and replied.

Conversations like this happened many times tonight.

The reason was that Lance said with a mournful face that there was a problem with his arm axis. Only then did Shen Zhexi remember that his original major was actually mecha maintenance.

Although he decided to study herbal medicine, he actually did not give up the course study of his original major, and his grades were not bad.

If he could help Lance a little, it would be equivalent to helping the Marshal.

So the marshal simply took him to study the parts used by Lance.

"Is it okay?" Shen Zhexi confirmed at the time with anxiety. After all, it was the marshal's mecha part. Wouldn't it be good for a student like him to touch it?

In the end, the marshal motioned him to look at Lance who was busy rummaging through boxes not far away——

"Where's my T18 part?!" Lance searched deeper and deeper, two robotic claws "cracked" in the pile of parts, and as a result, he fell into it as soon as he screamed.

Shen Zhexi: "..."

He has never seen the master so eager to help find parts for others to study him.

In fact, it is because Shen Zhexi has just accepted the advanced certification of the Herbal Medicine Association. With the continuous rise of the level, it will no longer be impossible for Ryan to disclose some military secrets to him.

Ryan also has a secret in his heart that he wants to tell the other party, but he can't speak yet.

The time soon came close to zero.

Shen Zhexi has been fiddling with those parts for a long time, and he is very busy. The marshal originally wanted him to relax, but now it has turned into scientific research again.

So Ryan took the initiative to turn off the lamp in front of the table, and walked over to try to pull him up to rest.

Shen Zhexi was immersed in it, and subconsciously dragged out a long "um", but she didn't know that it sounded like a baby to the marshal.

Seeing that he wasn't moving, Ryan simply knelt down on one knee and hugged him, "Do you want me to hug you to bed?"

"..." Shen Zhexi reluctantly put down the parts in his hand, and quickly got up by himself.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but raised, and Ryan stayed to pack his things, "Go wash up first."

"Okay." Shen Zhexi didn't know how to put these things away, after all, they belonged to the marshal, so she walked away obediently without being pretentious.

With the lights in the room turned off, Shen Zhexi lay comfortably in her bed.

Outside the window, the soft moonlight poured down on the ground like a layer of tulle.

Shen Zhexi looked up at the direction of the ceiling, feeling a little excited, and couldn't fall asleep for a while.

His thoughts stayed at the moment when the room suddenly darkened just now.

The marshal stood in front of him, and after a few seconds of pause, he suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his head gently.

Immediately, I heard a deep and even hoarse voice from the other party: "...good night."

Shen Zhexi's ears warmed up, and she whispered back like a cat: "Good night, Marshal."

Now as long as he closes his eyes, the figure of the marshal will start to appear in his mind constantly.

……

It's just a wall.

The marshal in the next room still didn't rest.

He stood on the edge of the window sill, looking at the distant night sky.

It never occurred to him that he and Shen Zhexi would come to this point.

Just now, at the moment when the room became dark, he almost wanted to—

Secret and unspeakable desires are spreading wantonly.

Ryan turned and went to the bathroom.

Until the sprayed hot water washed over his body, Ryan propped one palm on the smooth wall, and the bathroom was filled with mist.

Shen Zhexi.

Lorna, who was dragged away by the guards in the palace, lost her mind all the way, and did not return home until dark.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard his mother talking to the maid in the living room.

"I am very dissatisfied with the sacrifices I prepared last year. This year, you all give me more care!"

"Yes, ma'am, don't worry, I have checked it carefully several times."

Hearing that her mother was talking about the anniversary of her brother's death, Lorna, who was already depressed, bumped into the wooden sculpture at the entrance.

The wood carving suddenly hit the floor with a bang, which startled Mrs. Luo who was still talking.

"Nana, are you back?"

Mrs. Luo knew that her daughter had entered the palace today, and when she heard about Shen Zhexi's conferment today, she was determined to see it with her own eyes to be at ease.

Because Luo Na refused to believe that Shen Zhexi could make such a contribution.

Rona glanced at her mother, and replied without emotion: "I'm back."

After speaking, she went directly upstairs.

Not long after, there was the sound of something being thrown upstairs.

Mrs. Luo can probably guess what happened again, knowing that it is useless to persuade her daughter, she can only tell the servant to go upstairs and keep an eye on it, as long as nothing happens.

into the night.

Marshal Luo also returned from the military headquarters.

The couple had a rare chance to sit together and drink wine.

"Lao Luo, the anniversary of my son's death is approaching."

Mrs. Luo drank a little too much, and when the night wind blew again, she became dizzy.

Marshal Luo was much more sober in comparison: "There are still some days left. I think you started making arrangements today."

When I came back, I could see the servants coming in and out of the house busy.

"For my son...of course it must be the best." Mrs. Luo picked up the glass and took another sip, "I have thought more than once that if the mutation of the Zerg was the first to fight, not my son, but someone else , then now..."

"How can there be so many what-ifs on the battlefield!" Marshal Luo's mood became more dull when he mentioned this matter, and his voice suddenly increased.

When Luo Yuan encountered the Zerg's first sonic battle, he faced the opponent's violent mental shock and never retreated until his death.

No one knows the cruelty of the battlefield better than him, the old marshal.

Mrs. Luo didn't seem to be aware of the other party's mood, she continued to mutter: "I only have this one daughter left, and I want to leave her the best..."

Mrs. Luo's words were inconsistent.

"But... her best home is actually Ryan of the Akers family! How can I accept this?!" Mrs. Luo suddenly stood up, shaking her body, "That kid dared to rush to Luo's house! He didn't pay attention to the Luo family at all!"

The year Luo Yuan died in battle.

His body was never recovered.

When the funeral was held, she still remembered that the sky of the main star was extremely dark that day.

The sky is gloomy.

The soldiers of the Luo family carried Luo Yuan's empty coffin from outside the city to the inside.

The people felt sad and sorry for the sacrifice of such a marshal, so they followed the transport team from outside the city to the city.

Mrs. Luo also followed in the funeral procession, step by step, weeping uncontrollably.

However, Mrs. Luo has not been able to get over the grief of losing her beloved son, and it didn't take long for the new Imperial Marshal Ryan to be appointed.

Yes, her son died in battle, but there will be another one to take his son's place.

On the day Ryan was appointed, although the main star did not do anything special considering the losses suffered before, people could not be excited.

The Empire welcomes a new hero, and he led his Izumo fleet to repel another attack of the Zerg.Without him, human beings don't know how many more people will be killed or killed.

Mrs. Luo shouldn't have appeared in this conferring ceremony, but she insisted on going.

At the moment of being conferred, the Hero Medal of the Sons of the Empire was particularly dazzling in the sun.

Mrs. Luo was among the crowd, watching the medal being awarded to a young man who was almost the same age as her son.

In the ears, cheers burst out from time to time from the crowd.

The author has something to say: Hurry up, everyone, don’t be in a hurry