Perfect coupling [Male A Female O]

His wrist was painfully pulled, but Lin Zhi couldn't care about it, because the first silver arrow had already been killed.

The mech's remaining hand dragged the forest paper, floating in the air, and remained motionless.

Lin Zhi thought to himself: It is not small, and its strength is so strong that it can lift a person. Why can't it deal with a few small broken arrows?A slap in the face will solve it.

The mechanical fingers that had been curled up suddenly moved.

It really stretched out, turned into a slap, and slapped the silver arrow.

Snapped!

Sure enough, the silver arrow was completely flattened and slid down the carriage wall.

Snapped!

Lin Zhi was thrown into the air by the force it swung, and he slammed against the wall of the carriage.

Lin Zhi: "..."

But the Silver Arrows were not afraid of death, they went forward one after another, and the second one rushed over.

If the mech's disabled hand swings again like just now, Lin Zhi's fragile bones will fall apart. Lin Zhi discusses with it in his heart: can we stop swinging it, can we catch it?

As if hearing her inner voice, the mech's disabled hand suddenly thrust forward, hooking the silver arrow into his hand like a cat's paw catching flying insects.

He also twisted it in the palm of his hand by the way.

A good silver arrow turned into a small silver ball.

The disabled hand of the mech could really hear her heart.

Most importantly, he is very obedient.

Whatever the reason, it's great.

The last silver arrow also arrived at the scene of the fight, and Lin Zhi took the initiative to discuss with the mech's disabled hand: catch it?

But the disabled hand remained motionless as if deaf.

This function of sensing the heart's voice is sometimes ineffective.

The silver arrow didn't wait for Lin Zhi impatiently, it flew close, hovered in the air, and suddenly a small part of the needle tip protruded, not knowing what the hell it was going to do.

This time, Lin Zhi concentrated his attention as much as possible, as if using his own hands, he took the initiative to drive the manipulator to catch the silver arrow in the air.

The palm remains unresponsive.

The pointed tip of the silver arrow opened like a flower, and several silver filaments spewed out from it at the same time, like the tentacles of an octopus, they grabbed Lin Zhi and the mechanical hand together.

Lin Zhi felt a little anxious, and instinctively grabbed forward.

The remnant hand of the mecha really moved.

It nimbly grabbed the sprayed silver thread, pulled it easily, and grabbed the silver arrow attached to the silver thread into the palm of its hand, clenched it into a fist and rubbed it indiscriminately.

Another silver arrow pawn.

The disabled hand showed its supernatural power, and it only took a few seconds to deal with the three arrogant silver arrows in one go.

Before Lin Zhi could catch his breath, there were hurried footsteps from the other side of the aisle.

Someone is coming, but Lin Zhi still has this giant robot arm attached to his hand.

Lin Zhi earned it.

This time, the mecha's disabled hand seemed to fully understand what she meant, let go of her wrist with a click, and fell to the ground without moving.

The red-haired middle-aged woman who was sitting next to Lin Zhi came over.

The bathroom inside the sliding door is a blind spot, and the situation cannot be seen from outside. The middle-aged woman glanced at the mechanical hand on the ground, the wreckage of the silver arrow, the crumpled silver thread, and Lin Zhi standing at the door of the bathroom with a calm expression.

She first asked Lin Zhi: "Are you okay?"

The sound is slightly low, gentle and elegant.

Lin Zhi replied: "It's okay."

The middle-aged woman leaned over to check the mech's hand, as if she breathed a sigh of relief.

She asked Lin Zhi: "Did they fight themselves?"

The situation is unclear, so many words are too many mistakes, Lin Zhi just nodded.

The white-haired old man also arrived.

"What do you mean? Without the driver's manual operation, it directly entered the combat state by itself?"

The old man squatted down next to the middle-aged woman, and rummaged through the mechanical hands on the ground, "...Even if someone is really manipulating it, there is only one hand left, and it is so damaged that the sensing element is almost useless."

He wondered: "What kind of god must this be to build a neural coupling circuit with it?"

Lin Zhi stood quietly without making a sound.

The old man didn't want to understand, he stood up, "Maybe it's too bad, the system is wrong?"

There was another sound of footsteps coming from the aisle, and Lin Zhi realized that the suspension train had stopped at some point, and he could see through the window that this carriage was surrounded by several suspension vehicles.

The suspension vehicles are all plain white, with a uniform logo painted on them - two side-by-side thin black circles, which partially overlap each other, and there are two thin characters underneath - Tianyu.

The white ghost of the suspension car floats around the train silently.

A group of people in plain white uniforms rushed over, and the leader greeted the middle-aged woman and the old man, carefully lifted up the mechanical hand on the ground, and put away the silver arrow's remains.

"The disabled hand started automatically just now, and it broke the suitcase that contained it," the middle-aged woman commanded, "Just move it away."

They were busy with their work, Lin Zhi stood by and watched the excitement for a while, then remembered going to the bathroom again.

At the same time, Lin Zhi heard the middle-aged woman whispering to the old man: "Wait for me for a while, I want to go to the bathroom."

She pushed open the bathroom door marked by the thick-armed mecha.

Lin Zhi also opened the bathroom door with the bird mech sign on it, went in and locked it.

Omega's should be Asuka's.

Gong Wei is an Alpha, who came out of the bathroom marked by the mecha with thick arms, and the thick arms correspond to Alpha.

When he pointed Lin Zhi to the bathroom of the triangular-headed mecha, his expression was very suspicious, as if he was deliberately pointing the wrong finger, which was not credible. Lin Zhi guessed just now that the bathroom of the flying bird mecha was the right one.

She guessed right.

There is a small medicine box hanging on the wall of this bathroom, and the screen above shows:

[Omega pheromone 24-hour shielding agent and febrile period inhibitor. 】

There is also a line of small red characters below: [Free.For emergency use only. 】

Next to it was the mirror of the sink, and Lin Zhi carefully looked at himself in the mirror.

He was wearing an old black hoodie that was washed and faded, with reddish shoulders and arms. The hood was piled up on his neck as if he was afraid of the cold. The hood and half-length hair surrounded a small, bloodless face. The eyes are clear and clean.

Good-looking is good-looking, but it is too weak. In this world where there is a big melee as soon as you travel, being weak is never a good thing.

While in a trance, Lin Zhi heard voices talking from outside.

It's that old man.

He was asking, "What's wrong with you? Not feeling well?"

Then came the answer from the middle-aged woman, "...It's okay. Maybe it's because I drank too much water, I always wanted to go to the bathroom, and now I want to go again."

The old man wondered: "You want to go again? Didn't you just come out a minute ago?"

One word reminded Lin Zhi.

When Lin Zhi finished and came out of the bathroom, the carriage had basically returned to normal. The injured were carried away, and the people who were still in shock sat back in their seats. The group of people in white uniforms were getting off the train one after another.

Gong Wei and the comatose man in the skeleton coat went nowhere. The old man, the middle-aged woman and the man in the plain white uniform walked towards the train door with the manipulator.

Lin Zhi heard the old man ask the middle-aged woman in a low voice: "Do you want to go to the bathroom before getting off the car?"

The middle-aged woman replied: "It's a bit strange, and I don't feel that way anymore." She took two steps forward, "I feel a little hungry."

At the same time, Lin Zhi's stomach let out a series of gurgling sounds.

So hungry.

Lin Zhi returned to his seat, and the train restarted, moving forward again.

There was a large navy blue bag under Lin Zhi's seat, and a small black sign was hung on it, with Lin Zhi's name and a string of numbers engraved on it.

This big bag was undoubtedly the original owner's luggage, Lin Zhi pulled it out.

The red-haired woman next to her got out of the car with the manipulator, and the seat was empty. Lin Zhi put the bag on her seat and searched through her pockets.

Bao and Lin Zhi's stomachs were as deflated, revealing unambiguous poverty.

Most importantly, there is nothing to eat.

There is only a small bottle of water, a few simple personal items and a change of clothes. The clothes are all half-old with frayed necklines.

The only thing that looks decent is a transparent board the size of a paper book. I don't know what it is for, and it is carefully packed in a soft cloth bag like a baby.

It couldn't be simpler, and it doesn't look like a student who just left home and returned to school after the holidays.

Lin Zhi took a sip of water, tried hard to think about the original owner's family, and vaguely felt that she had no relatives.

Lin Zhi looked around again.

There were indeed people eating in the compartment.

Diagonally opposite, there was a three or four-year-old little boy who was crying in fright, but now he was holding a plastic tube to suck.

The plastic tube is as thick as a thumb and several inches long. The outer packaging is printed with a cartoon mech pattern, which looks a lot like the juice sticks that were packed in plastic tubes and could be frozen into popsicles when I was a child.

This time, the broken memory fragments in Lin Zhi's brain finally worked.

It happily sent out a word - nutrient solution.

This is the interstellar era, it looks like the novel, pitiful, no food, no wonder so many time travelers made their first pot of gold by being food bloggers.

The problem was, Lin Zhi's stomach was growling with hunger, and he didn't even have this pitiful nutrient solution.

The wristband on his wrist was still dark, and it didn't light up when he pressed it, and he didn't find anything like a mobile bank card that could be used for payment in his bag.

However, Lin Zhi still poked his head and asked the front seat: "Where can I buy food?"

A kind-hearted old man in the front seat replied, "Eat, there is no nutrient solution vending machine on this bus."

Lin Zhi took the opportunity to chat with the old man for a while and figured it out.

This has long been a cashless society. Everyone pays for things by scanning the irises of the eyes, or by using the mini optical brain bracelet on the wrist. The small energy core built into the bracelet can be used for hundreds of years. It's going to lose power, and if it doesn't light up, it must be broken and needs to be sent for repair.

The child diagonally opposite did not miss the last drop of nutrient solution, and sucked it with a sizzling sound. Lin Zhi folded his hands on his stomach and pressed it, leaning against the back of the chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Wait until the station.

Listening to the broadcast in the carriage, the train will soon reach the capital, and after getting off the train, see if there is any way to buy nutrient solution.

On the Myrdal Plain, Lin Zhi's suspension train galloped eastward.

Behind it, the snow-white hover convoy, with mechanical disabled hands, left the train and turned north.

In one of the suspension vehicles, the middle-aged woman tore off the fully armed headgear, unbuttoned the skirt, and pulled out the breast prosthesis.

The messy hair and loose skin are gone, and the face line is clean and neat under the headgear.

Everyone in the Imperial Mecha Academy knew this face.

The undisputed number one in the academy and the rising star of the league, Qin Lie.

Qin Lie didn't have time to change his clothes, so he fastened the unbuttoned buttons again, even the highest one on the neckline. The black neckline was trimmed with a snow-white border, which lay across the Adam's apple.

He was still wearing the same black dress, but he was not dragged down by the clothes at all. His shoulders were broad, his back was straight, and his eyes were cold.

Forcibly wearing this high-necked black dress has the temperament of a church priest, and it deserves the ceiling of the beauty of the imperial mecha.

The old man next to him also took off his heavy hood. Under the hood was a head of brown hair, not old at all.

"Grandpa" was named Amber.

Amber breathed a sigh of relief, "If you wear this thing in this kind of world, you will lose half your life first."

He quickly turned on the optical brain, turned his head to look at Qin Lie while driving, and thought: With his abstinent appearance, he is indeed suitable for not marrying for life, and being placed on a tray dedicated to God by his sacred family.

After Qin Lie took off the voice changer on his headgear, his voice became much lower, and he asked Amber, "Can I get the train monitoring record?"

"of course can."

Amber's fingers danced across the virtual screen.

After a while, he frowned, "I got them all. But there is no surveillance outside the restroom. According to the newly revised alliance privacy law last year, surveillance cameras are not allowed inside the isolation door of public restrooms, and we can only see the flying hands of dark night wanderers." Go in, and then there is no after, and the battle process was not filmed at all."

He showed Qin Lie the surveillance records.

Qin Lie was quiet, and asked again: "What about the memory of the disabled hand? How about the technical department? Have you exported the data in the disabled hand?"

Amber was texting someone quickly, then raised her head, "...No."

Qin Lie looked at him, "No?"

"The technical department said that all the data in the remaining hands are gone, and it seems to have been uploaded somewhere. It is too damaged, and they are trying to find traces of the upload."

Amber is a little strange, "No matter where the data is to be uploaded, the upload permission can only be opened by the driver's absolutely matching neural coupling circuit. The night wanderer driver has sacrificed, and the mecha is our company's own product. The key of the technical department, other people have no upload permission at all."

"Even if you really want to upload it, you have to start it first. The technical department said that after the disabled hand was stolen, there was no record of starting it. It was only in the car just now that it started up for a short while inexplicably."

Qin Lie's crow-like eyelashes drooped and he didn't speak.

Amber was a little anxious: "Where did the information go?"

Qin Lie turned his head and looked at the direction where the levitating train disappeared just now on the horizon. The girl standing silently and calmly at the door of the bathroom appeared in front of him.

And the bracelet on her slender wrist.

"Maybe the disabled hand was too badly damaged, and I made a mistake, and I took the initiative to upload the data elsewhere."

Amber was categorical, "It's absolutely impossible."

Qin Lie insisted: "What if?"

He ordered the autopilot system, "Turn around and go to the Imperial Mecha Academy in the capital."

Amber also understood, "You mean the Omega sitting next to you? Only she stayed alone with the disabled hand for a while, and I will check the passenger list."

Qin Lie replied: "There's no need to check, it's called Lin Zhi."

He typed his name on the optical brain and showed it to Amber, "It's a third-year student in the Department of Control and Command."

Amber raised an eyebrow silently.

Qin Lie glanced at him, "What are you thinking. I just saw the ID card on her bag."

The student ID card is the identity certificate for every student of the Imperial Mecha Academy. It has a name and student number on it, and the department and grade can be known at a glance by the student number.

Qin Lie said, "Track and locate her bracelet."

After a while, Amber raised her head from the optical brain, "I found her bracelet. There seems to be something wrong with her bracelet, but it can still be tracked normally."

Qin Lie felt relieved and reached out to open the ice tray next to the seat.

There are a variety of nutrient solutions in various flavors frozen in the ice tray, Qin Lie didn't look carefully, and took out a tube casually.

Amber was a little puzzled, Qin Lie had always been very self-disciplined, and had three meals on time, as accurate as a well-functioning clock, and now was not the time for him to eat.

Qin Lie drank a tube of nutrient solution.

This is the amount of a meal, but the feeling of hunger has not been relieved at all.

He thought for a while, took out another tube and drank it.

Amber: ?

After two tubes of nutrient solution went down, Qin Lie still felt hungry.very hungry.

He obviously ate something, but he was so hungry that his stomach hurt, and there were stars in front of his eyes.

He was a little strange: what happened today?