After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

For the first time in ten years, Shi Ji slept so well.

He saw many people in his dream, those people rubbed his head, talked to him with a smile, stuffed him with snacks secretly, and lifted him up.

It was such a good dream, even though those faces could only stay in the dream and disappeared quickly after waking up, it made him very happy.

Shi Ji woke up from the dream.

He tidied up his housework, put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom. Zhuang Yu just bought breakfast from the cafeteria and went back to the dormitory.

The golden and thick millet porridge, the refreshing crispy pickles, together with the hot soy milk and steamed stuffed buns, set up a full table.

"Go out and look around, the conditions of the canteen are much better than ours before."

Zhuang Yu borrowed the dining table in the living room. He immersed himself in packing the breakfast and said neatly, "Go wash up and come over for dinner."

Shi Ji wanted to help, but was slapped on the head by Zhuang Yuzhao, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

He couldn't help being happy again, halfway through washing his face, he poked his head out of the bathroom wetly: "Captain, did you go to school here before?"

"I'm a classmate with your Vice-Captain Nie."

Zhuang Yu: "His father is the dean of your wingman academy. He can be escorted to the air force base, but he has an argument with Dean Nie. He refuses to fly the wingman no matter what. He must go to the mecha."

Knowing that he probably didn't remember, Zhuang Yu opened the empty disposable environmental protection bowl and poured millet porridge into it: "The deputy captain of the Special Forces is called Nie Chi. He and I are partners. He is my mech operator."

Shi Ji read it silently and memorized it seriously: "I'll help the captain find it together."

Zhuang Yu took a towel and threw it on his head: "Concentrate on the exercise first, if you can't get it back first, your captain's people will be thrown all the way to the military conference room."

Shi Ji's eyes bent down.

He has been reformed for a long time, and he is still as quiet and silent as in the past, but the clear and bright color shines out from the bottom of his eyes.

Zhuang Yu also showed a little smile, he wanted to ask Shi Ji about his life these years, but when he saw the walking stick by the sink, his chest suddenly sank silently.

S7's leg is still hurt.

Even if Yu Tang deliberately sent a message back, promising to heal Shi Ji's leg injury, that hideous scar has already remained.

The military court just started adjudicating this case last night. Dean Nie stayed to attend the trial and sent over all the facts and results of the trial.

Those who broke Shi Ji's leg and even planned to further harm Shi Ji were permanently dismissed from the army and sentenced according to law as master and accessory criminals.Dean Nie sent back the court records and told him that this matter has not been investigated and the culprit has not been punished as he should.

... The father and son of the Sheng family.

Zhuang Yu's expression turned cold, he didn't intend to bring up this matter with S7, and turned back to the living room.

Shi Ji wiped his face, shook the water soaked in his hair, and turned around, there was no one there: "Captain?"

"The room is a bit messy, I'll tidy it up." Zhuang Yu said in the living room, "Come over for dinner after washing, and go to the hospital for an examination after dinner."

Shi Ji responded.

He didn't go out immediately, stood up straight, and looked at himself in the mirror.

……

Without Yu Tang's instructions, he also knew that even though he was going to the hospital, there were some things that he couldn't report right now.

For example, when he was first taken over, he had already annihilated most of his autonomous consciousness in his own body, leaving only sporadic residual instincts.

If Mr. Yu hadn't found his lost particles from the eye of the storm and gradually supplemented his data, even if he saw Zhuang Yu again, he might not have the ability to recognize the captain.

The captain just got a little happier, so he can't be unhappy because of him.

Shi Ji was still a little uncomfortable with Yu Tang's absence. He took the cane leaning on the side and tried to apply for a call in his consciousness: "Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu."

Yu Tang quickly responded: "I can hear you."

On the light screen, Yu Tang's picture jumped out: "I came to the archives room to check the information, their firewall is a bit complicated."

He was biting the lollipop, and his words were slightly slurred, mixed with the clear sound of crackling and tapping on the keyboard: "Today I give you a holiday, go out and have a good time with your captain..."

Shi Ji really wanted to help as much as he could: "Which file room? The captain and I can look for access permissions."

"Military department." Yu Tang looked up and glanced, "S-level absolute seal has destroyed the encrypted backup place of the file."

Shi Ji: "..."

"Compared to looking for permissions, it's faster for me to bypass their firewall."

Yu Tang said, "You have a more difficult task."

Shi Ji was startled: "What?"

Yu Tang: "Before I left, I forgot to tell Captain Zhuang that my pillows are not messy, but a group of messy and beautiful post-modern art sculptures with the theme of fluffy nests."

Yu Tang: "I'm very worried, help me go to the living room and tell your captain."

Shi Ji had already been asked not to organize the internal affairs of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he nodded, and walked quickly to the living room: "Captain—"

Zhuang Yu wanted to help as much as he could. He just mopped the floor of the living room, cleaned the windows, rolled up his cuffs, and looked up from the pillow that was messed up by the mecha model.

Shi Ji: "..."

Yu Tang: "..."

Yu Tang: "Where's my Dolphin mecha?"

"Host, host." The system hugged the bubble gum, flashed the little red light and tried its best to coax the host, "The siren has been bought, and we also bought the notice board, disposable setting water, the newly developed memory material, high-transparency organic The glass dome..."

In the living room, Shi Ji threw away his cane.

He propped up the edge of the table with one hand, used his strength to swiftly pass over the sofa, and stopped the captain who was about to rearrange the pillows in time at the last second.

Zhuang Yu stretched out his hand, caught the strong observer who fell from the sky and could not see any leg injury, and put it on the ground: "What's wrong?"

"It's a sculpture, Captain."

Shi Ji tried his best to recall: "...post-modern art, messy beauty, fluffy nest."

Zhuang Yu: "?"

Just now Zhuang Yu saw a mecha model throwing these pillows around, he thought it was the robot made by Zhan Chen who suddenly lost control, so he took two steps back and took a closer look: "Is this art?"

Shi Ji nodded, and briefly conveyed Mr. Yu's opinion: "No one can touch except senior Zhan."

Zhuang Yu doesn't understand postmodern art very well, but he has no time to care about it for the time being, and there are other things that concern him more.

Zhuang Yu pulled Shi Ji, let him sit down on the rattan chair, carefully pinched his left leg inch by inch.

"Does it hurt?" Zhuang Yu frowned, "Are you able to do this kind of action already? Are you restricted in your normal activities? Will the patella dislocate when you run and jump?"

After learning about Shi Ji's injury, Zhuang Yu looked through all the information on the torn cruciate ligament that he could find, and contacted all the top surgical experts in the league who could be contacted.

Last night he couldn't stop scolding others, but today he couldn't help it anymore, and his tone became more severe: "How did I teach you?!"

"The legs are the most important thing. How can you let yourself suffer this kind of injury? It's true that no one cares about the injury, right?"

Zhuang Yu scolded in a deep voice: "If you, Deputy Captain Nie, are here, those bastards will have their legs dislocated once! The instructor will punish you to write a [-]-word self-criticism, and Team Sui's doctor will not be able to save you..."

He trained himself for a long time, but he didn't hear Shi Ji's response, he was a little nervous, and raised his head: "Does it hurt so much?"

Shi Ji sat upright.

His face was faintly pale, but his eyes were extremely serious, and he shook his head lightly: "It doesn't hurt...Captain, please swear a little more."

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Seeing Shi Ji's vigorous posture of defending the pillow just now, he knew that the ball of light hadn't lied to him.

Zhuang Yu heard this kind of request for the first time, stood up angrily, and kicked: "Go to eat, if you dawdle any longer, you will eat the whole table."

The corners of Shi Ji's pale lips lifted instead.

He stood up, and promised word by word with extra seriousness: "Captain, I will take the first place, and I will go home to find you."

Shi Ji: "I want to get better, I want to join the sharp knife team, and I want to be a blade."

Zhuang Yu's figure froze unconsciously.

He turned his back, gritted his teeth and said nothing, took a deep breath, and exhaled with all his strength.

He looked at the pillows on the sofa and cleared his throat: "...these artists are really weird now."

Shi Ji was distracted, blinked his eyes, and followed suit.

Zhuang Yu wiped his face vigorously, picked up the little one who was still seriously studying the pillow, walked over a few steps, and placed it beside the dining table.

After being awakened from the sleeping cabin and brought back to the Sheng family, Shi Ji was taken out for the first time to have fun all day.

Zhuang Yu deliberately changed into casual clothes. He accompanied S7 to feed the dolphins who were obsessed with chasing small fish, took people to the amusement park, took a completely non-exciting roller coaster and jumping machine, and ate popcorn and cola-flavored popsicles.

Zhuang Yu led the deputy observer to the night market, won the fight and ring game in the entire night market, and took a sack of prizes to eat roasted sweet potatoes and maocai.

The maocai is freshly cooked and very clean.The emerald green vegetables, bean sprouts, and lettuce are rolled together in the red soup, gurgling and steaming, the slices of meat are evenly sliced, and the sesame seeds mixed with red oil are poured down hot and spicy, which is very fragrant.

Zhuang Yu couldn't eat spicy food, so he watched the little observer squinting his eyes and ate to his heart's content, then went out quietly and bought him a can of iced Coke.

……

After eating and drinking enough, and enjoying the fun, Zhuang Yu took him back to the dormitory he borrowed in the military academy.

He sat by the bed for a long time, and waited until S7 fell asleep holding the specially brought out dolphin pillow, then quietly got up and went to the apron where wingmen and mechs were parked.

It was very late, and there were still people on the apron.

Under the bright white searchlights, mechas and wingmen stood silently.Zhan Chen was sitting on the wooden frame and was doing the final modification to the "Dolphin". When he saw him coming, he nodded and said hello.

Zhuang Yu put down his maintenance equipment and walked to Shi Ji's wingman.

"I know...you've finished the overhaul."

Zhuang Yu didn't expect to see Zhan Chen here, he hesitated for a while, and explained in a low voice: "I don't doubt your ability, I just—"

"I know." Zhan Chen smiled, "This mecha has also been overhauled, and I still want to take a look again."

There is no other reason, and it is not worrying.

Just can't sleep.

I have missed it for too long, let the other person go for such a long time, those parts that should have been supported and shared by someone, I want to try to make up a little more complete.

Zhuang Yu opened the back panel of the wingman, carefully checked every section of the line, and re-tightened all the screws that might be loose.

In the empty tarmac, only the sound of wrenches hitting metal can be heard.

Zhan Chen finished the final modification work, he jumped down from the wooden frame, and packed up the scattered tools.

Zhuang Yu tightened the last screw, was silent for a few minutes, and finally asked, "Do you know Zhan Shilin?"

Zhan Chen stopped moving.

Zhuang Yu had already asked the name of the light from S7, he put down the wrench, looked up at Zhan Chen: "Yu Tang has been looking for this person for a long time... longer than me."

Zhan Chen turned back and met Zhuang Yu's scrutiny.

His expression was still calm, and after standing there for a while, Wen Lang showed a helpless smile: "He said my name is Zhan Shilin?"

Zhuang Yu was startled.

"My name is Zhan Chen, and I was temporarily transferred to carry out a mission."

Zhan Chen said: "I thought he would memorize it as Zhan Shi at most, but I didn't expect the order of the words to be changed."

Zhuang Yu: "..."

"It's because I didn't choose my name well." Zhan Chen said, "The situation at that time...it was difficult to teach such complicated characters clearly."

Zhan Chen smiled: "If he can remember these things, I can be considered a good teacher."

He wasn't a talkative person originally, but when he talked about these things, his eyes seemed to quiet down for a moment.

It was so quiet that I could wait for a long time without moving.

It has been so long that the steel shell of the mecha has been corroded by wind and rain, and even the red taillights can no longer be illuminated. With just a light touch, it will turn into a cold ruin.

Zhan Chen leaned back against the silver mech.

The moonlight jumped a few times among the shadows of the trees, and flowed down the slide along the sharp arc of the blade.

Zhan Chen stretched out his hand to catch the pale moonlight.

Teaching Electronic Storm how to turn biscuits on the second floor of the closet is already a very good success, but teaching Electronic Storm to read has become an almost whimsical challenge.

But in his eyes, it was just a soft light.

In addition to being a little naughty, he is obviously very smart, more kind and upright than humans, and very loyal.

……

"It's getting late." Zhan Chen said, "I have to go back as soon as possible, see you tomorrow at the training ground."

Zhuang Yu: "Is there something urgent?"

Zhan Chen nodded: "It's very urgent, I have to go back and build a pillow."

Zhan Chen paused, and suppressed his smile: "He always feels that someone has moved the pillow of that sofa, and studied around the sofa all night... If I don't go back again, some people will be so worried that they won't be able to sleep."

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Zhan Chen stopped: "Is there anything else?"

Zhuang Yu: "Are you an artist? Those who engage in postmodern art..."

Zhan Chen: "?"

"……fine."

Zhuang Yu rubbed his forehead: "Please apologize for me, I didn't know it was his personal property, and I won't move it anymore."

Zhuang Yu didn't delay Zhan Chen's time any longer, and came over to help, sorting out all the maintenance equipment and putting them back in place.

Zhuang Yu handed him the maintenance box, and couldn't help it: "Does your... artwork have any meaning?"

Zhan Chen coughed twice, then shook his head: "No."

Zhan Chen said, "I just feel comfortable leaving it that way."

From the human point of view, there may indeed be a little mess, and there is a little bit that needs to be sorted out urgently.

But it was just right for a ball of light.

It is a very comfortable and safe nest, where you can hide away from being disturbed, and you can sneak out a little bit to observe the world.

……

Zhan Chen said goodbye to Zhuang Yu.

Without further delay, he went straight back to the dormitory, opened the door lightly, and walked into the living room where there was still a lamp.

The system was sleeping in the mech model, and it had already learned to cooperate, so there was no need for senior Zhan to shush. When he saw him coming in, he turned off the horn consciously and flashed the small red light twice.

Zhan Chen nodded slightly.

Inside the sofa, there was a warm light yellow ball.

Yu Tang wanted to let Shi Ji have fun for a day, so he forcibly withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving his body to Shi Ji.

The data of temporary students can't last for too long. Yu Tang has been fighting against the anti-OOC program these days, and his consciousness is constantly running around.

Because I couldn't adjust back to the most comfortable pillow mode, the ball of light looked a little depressed no matter what, rolled up the blanket, and rolled into a ball motionless.

Zhan Chen walked over, squatted down in front of the sofa, and gently touched the small ball of light.

Whether he is Zhan Shilin or not - Yu Tang still hasn't asked him this question.

In the part he didn't have time to participate in, the electronic storm swallowed an almost inconceivably large amount of information at one time, and after a long period of dormancy, he completed an astonishing self-evolution.

With Yu Tang's keenness, it is impossible not to notice his identity.

But Yu Tang never asked him.

As if he knew that he had unexplainable reasons for the time being, Yu Tang was never in a hurry to confirm. In the sea of ​​consciousness, he still concentrated on completing the task and did what he should do meticulously, but he had acquired some habits without any trace.

Every night, Yu Tang would nestle in the wicker chair to work with him, and every morning, yawning, Yu Tang would follow behind him half asleep, waiting for his own hot milk and biscuits.

Zhan Chen rebuilt the pillows on the sofa, and he also put the small blanket in, and spread it carefully.

Zhan Chen sat cross-legged on the ground.

He turned sideways, out of the moonlight that slipped in through the gap in the curtains, and stretched out a hand.

The warm light ball made him sleepy, skillfully melted into the silvery white moonlight, borrowed some strength from his hands, plunged into the pile of pillows, arched back and forth, and finally fell into a comfortable and thorough sleep.

Zhan Chen was still sitting next to the sofa, he reached into his pocket, took out a shiny button, and put it together with a pack of creamy popcorn in the fort made by the pillow.

He put the last pillow on top, helped to seal the hole, and stood up.

In tomorrow's exercise, the role of "logistics professional genius senior" is just a mecha builder, and he can only let the Dolphin participate in the battle, and cannot go to the battlefield together.

He originally thought about temporarily importing his data into the Dolphin and going with Yu Tang.

But this will undoubtedly leave hidden dangers.

The intelligent control AI system of the "Dolphin" was written by Yu Tang himself. If he exists at the same time, it will affect the operation of the AI ​​system to some extent.

This exercise is a preview of future wars. The swarm of insects is about to strike, and Shi Ji will soon bring his mechs into battle.For an intelligent AI with the ability to learn, the experience of this kind of exercise is invaluable, and the "Dolphin" will grow up to the maximum in this battle.

When they leave this book, they must leave a sufficiently reliable mech for S7.

Zhan Chen took away the mecha model on the sofa, he retreated to the corridor, and tapped it twice.

The system turned up the volume a little bit: "Hi, may I ask—"

"Hello." Zhan Chen said, "I am the person in charge of the shopping mall of Chuanshuju."

Zhan Chen: "Your host participated in the new store opening activity and got a chance to draw a lottery."

The system knew about this, and it already thought that Zhan Chen should be a member of the supervision department, and happily flashed the little red light: "I know! We can smoke a lot of things, there are five days of galaxy surfing, 5 days of black hole exploration, and 13 hours optional vacation..."

Zhan Chen: "You have won 72 hours of optional vacation."

system:"?"

The system hesitated: "But we haven't smoked yet..."

"It's an automatic lottery draw, and it will be automatically drawn once it is generated."

Zhan Chen: "Congratulations to you and your host."

The system was half happy and half worried, it hesitated a little, and flashed a small red light: "But isn't this kind of lottery taking effect immediately?"

When they were receiving professional training from Chuanshuju, these systems were also very enthusiastic about lottery draws.

It's a pity that in the factory settings of the data, there is no relevant setting about the luck value. The systems have to do it one by one, and they haven't even been able to draw a consolation prize that focuses on participation.

The system is obsessed with watching the lottery video every day, and knows these awards very well: "72-hour optional vacation means that you can choose one of the host and the system, and you can take a three-day vacation."

In Chuanshuju, this award is basically set up exclusively for the host.

Once a host draws a 72-hour optional holiday, he can let the system take over and take full responsibility for his own role, enjoying a three-day and three-night happy holiday without any restrictions.For the host who is dominated by work, it is a reward worth looking forward to.

The only problem is that the 72 hours are immediate.

In other words, at the same time as the lottery, it has automatically entered a three-day optional holiday.

"Our situation... the host is not there, and the next three days' tasks may be difficult to complete."

The system really wants the host to take a good rest, but the exercise is imminent, and once Yu Tang is away, the anti-OOC program implanted in Shi Ji's brain may counterattack at any time.

The exercise completely simulates the real battlefield, allowing real deaths, and the situation of the battle changes rapidly. This kind of counterattack is likely to lead to unimaginable tragic consequences.

The system asked: "Can you accommodate me a bit? Postpone the vacation for a few days. After this exercise is over, the host can go on vacation."

Zhan Chen shook his head: "Even the staff in charge of the shopping mall in the supervision department need to perform their tasks strictly according to the regulations."

Zhan Chen: "The situation is special. If your host cannot leave, you need to replace your host to enjoy the 72-hour vacation."

The system was stunned: "Then what about my host?"

"The host needs the assistance of the system. Without the system, the host will directly lose contact with the headquarters!"

The system was a little afraid that this was the supervision department's punishment for Yu Tang, and waved its robotic arm vigilantly: "We performed the task within the rules! Although we took advantage of some loopholes, OOC changed a little bit of character design, and changed a little plot development, but We didn't break the rules..."

Zhan Chen nodded kindly: "I know, so I will temporarily replace you in charge of related work and assist your host."

system:"?"

system:"??"

"Train services."

Zhan Chen: "This is also one of the jobs of the person in charge of the mall."

The system didn't think it was the job of the person in charge of the mall. It manipulated the mech model and wanted to jump up and hit the toe of the person in charge. After struggling, it was suddenly stunned by the data stream imported by Zhan Chen.

The system blinked a small red light hesitantly.

...it recognized its maker's marking code.

"Thank you." Zhan Chen said warmly, "You did a good job."

Zhan Chen: "Can I protect him for 72 hours?"