Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

Although Qin Bohuai doesn't go home often, he has rich experience in wild survival, a strong sense of direction, and knows the way very well.

He walked left along the main road, and the more he walked in, the more lush the trees and vegetation became, and the coolness became stronger.

Fortunately, there is no fork in the road, all the way to the depths of the forest, looking around, there are large areas of dark green and light green intertwined.

Walking into the shade that covered the sky and the sun, and walked for hundreds of meters, except for the occasional birdsong, no other sounds were heard.

Originally, I didn't expect that the two would have a follow-up intersection, so I didn't leave Makino's phone number, and I can't use satellite positioning at the moment.

Qin Bohuai could only stop and go, distinguishing the traces of people walking by the traces of fallen leaves on the ground.

Following these tiny traces, like some kind of guidance, he walked forward slowly.

Under the tall banyan tree, there is a terrace, the sunlight passes through the gaps in the leaves, and the protruding rock is reflected brightly.

Colorful mushrooms are swaying under the terrace, like many small open umbrellas.

The young man in white was sitting on the terrace, with his hands hugging his knees and his head resting on his knees. The sunlight flooded his body. He remained motionless, as if he was asleep.

Just as Qin Bohuai was about to get closer, he stepped on a dry branch and made a creaking sound, which startled the people sitting there.

The young man turned his head, his emerald green eyes were like elves in the forest, full of hazy drunkenness, dewy and moist, and half of his face curved from temple to chin, sinking into his collar with his neck.

With just one glance, after seeing him, Shen Xinglan turned her head back again as if she didn't see anything.

Qin Bohuai strode up to him, and when he stood on the terrace, he realized that Makino was sitting here, not just in a daze, but on the mushroom group below, there were two miniature mechas constantly jumping and flipping.

The two models looked a little familiar, Qin Bohuai didn't think about it, he said, "Drinking too much and running outside? Go back."

Shen Xinglan hugged himself even tighter, staring at the two fighting mechs, he asked without answering, "Who do you think will win?"

As the marshal of the three armies, Qin Bohuai has dealt with more mechas than ordinary people have eaten rice, so he looked again after hearing this.

The two mecha models, one red and one blue, are similar in model. They are a bit like electric superman toys played by children, but in fact they have the same ones on normal mechs. They also have filler ammunition on their bodies.

The little mechas seem to be shadows of each other, chasing each other, and even the movement ranges are surprisingly similar.

After three seconds, Qin Bohuai said, "Blue ones."

As if to verify the correctness of his words, as soon as he finished speaking, the blue mecha sawed off half of the red mecha's arm with a sawtooth, and the red mecha slammed into pieces, whining and smoking.

The mushroom group trembled a few times, and gradually returned to silence.

"It's over," Qin Bohuai reminded, "It's time to go home."

Shen Xinglan held the wine bottle tightly in his arms, his cheeks were still stained with drunkenness, like pink cherry dotted with white snow, he shook his head: "I don't have a home, I won't go back."

At this point, Qin Bohuai finally started to have a headache.

Judging from past experience, if he encounters a drunk, at most he will carry him back to the dormitory.

But not for Makino.

He looked at the young man pondering for a second, and could only find another way: "Where did you get the mecha?"

The blue mech won the victory. It stepped on the mushroom and flew to the terrace, shrunk into a ring shape, and lay motionless on the ground.

When it returns to its original shape, a battery indicator will pop up on the ring——90.00%[-].

A model mech like this is 100% restored to the data of the real mech. After such a fierce fight just now, it actually lost only [-]% of its power!

This is completely unbelievable in actual combat.

Qin Bohuai's eyes changed, he bent down to pick up the ring, and looked at its model carefully. TX-003, this does not belong to any kind of mecha on the market.

"It's not important anymore," a soft voice came from the mouth of the man who buried his head in his arms, "I won't have a chance to do it in the future."

Qin Bohuai lowered his eyes and looked at him. From his angle, Makino shrunk into a small ball, and he could see his silver-white hair swirling, and the cut-off skin that showed through his clasped and encircled arms was as white as snow.

He sat on the dark green terrace covered with moss, as if his whole body was integrated with the forest with green waves.

The man squatted down and landed at his eye level: "What's the matter?"

Shen Xinglan raised her head slightly, revealing a little slit between her arms, those beautiful eyes were silently looking at him.

Wet, covered with a layer of fog, a little dazed, as if trying to figure out who the person in front of him is.

"Nothing belongs to me," he muttered mockingly to himself, "You want to drive me away, I, I don't remember anything...the experiment is meaningless."

He held the wine bottle tightly in his arms, maybe he didn't even know what he was talking about, "Only, only it is mine."

Qin Bohuai was speechless for a while, a little dumbfounded: "Do you know how much the wine you drink is worth?"

There is a special wine cabinet in the Marshal's Mansion to store wine. Most of the wine in it is given by others, and many of them are collections, starting at a million.

Makino is very good at picking, and the wine he drinks is the best of the best.

Shen Xinglan slowly lowered his head to look at the bottle he was holding, and then looked at him in a daze.

"300 million." The man said flatly, "If you don't go back now, you will have to pay."

Shen Xinglan: "..."

He pursed his lips, a little aggrieved, and dared not make a sound because of poverty.

The corners of Qin Bohuai's lips curved slightly, he stood up again, cleared his throat: "I'll count to three, three, two..."

Before counting to one, the young man stunned by him staggered to his feet. He was dizzy and couldn't hold the bottle in his hand. The bottle rolled onto the terrace, and Gu Lu rolled down with a crisp sound.

The two stood on the moss-covered terrace, very close to each other, and the light that penetrated the gaps in the leaves was even stronger, and fell on their shoulders.

Raising his finger to gesture, Shen Xinglan tilted his head and answered, "One."

The smooth and soft silver hair poured down from his shoulders, and the lips were bright red and full. From his body, there seemed to be nothing, a sweet and fruity aroma and a slight hint of alcohol.

Qin Bohuai fell silent, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

Without waiting for him, Shen Xinglan walked back in the direction of going back, but he was so drunk that he couldn't even tell the difference between south, east and north, so he went straight to the part that hung out.

Before stepping on his foot, Qin Bohuai sighed softly when he was strongly supported by someone.

If he doesn't come to him, it is estimated that Makino will become the fertilizer of these poisonous mushrooms in the coming year.

With the current appearance, Qin Bohuai didn't intend to expect him to walk back by himself, he half squatted down and picked him up.

Shen Xinglan leaned on his shoulder, her eyes widened slightly, not quite understanding why she was suspended in the air.

Qin Bohuai's back was very hard, like a rock, and his steps were steady and swift.

The person on the back gradually calmed down, and then slowly lay on his shoulders, breathing evenly.

Suddenly, there was a warm breath blowing over the ear, and a voice said in a low voice: "If I go back again, will you chase me?"

Qin Bohuai tilted his head slightly, Muye's eyes were drooping, his long eyelashes were like fans, his head was resting heavily on his shoulder, as if he was fast asleep, the voice just now was as soft as a dream.

He just paused, then carried him on his back and continued walking.

Qin Bohuai has never walked such a long distance with someone on his back, it seems that this road has no end.

As soon as they reached the door of the house, the smart housekeeper opened the door and welcomed the two of them in.

Qin Bohuai walked into the guest room with someone on his back. The whole room was spotless, and the quilt was neatly folded. It was what it was when Mu Ye came, and it is still what it is now.

Putting the person on the bed to sleep, and looking around the room, Qin Bohuai found something.

In the whole room, there were no personal belongings belonging to Makino, he was like a wind that couldn't be grasped.

After covering the quilt, the young man curled up to one side, with half of his face covered in the quilt.

Qin Bohuai stood by the bed for a while, he spread out his palms, the silver mecha ring was warmed by the temperature of his palms, and the battery on the ring kept jumping and flickering.

He operated on the optical brain, sent a message to his subordinates, and got a response in a few minutes.

It was almost time to meet the General of Country X, Qin Bohuai straightened his clothes casually and went out.

After Qin Zhun was busy with trivial government affairs in the afternoon, he sat in his office and waited for news from Mu Ye.

To celebrate the moment, he also opened a bottle of red wine for himself, which he always carries with him as a wedding present at the wedding.

He took out the gold-encrusted scabbard, and the gemstones on the knife were dazzling and shining.

I wonder what Makino's blood will taste like when he drinks it?

It must be sweet.

Qin Zhun licked the corner of his lower lip, as if he had already tasted the fishy sweetness with a hint of sweetness, and then, the blood with supernatural powers would gradually swim through his limbs and bones, bringing him a lot of energy.

Just thinking about it, I can't wait to see Makino soon.

But a good and excellent hunter must be patient enough. If you act too hastily, you will only disturb the prey and make it slip away.

Qin Zhun then put the knife back and continued to wait.

Just waited from the afternoon to the sunset at dusk, and then waited from the sunset to the beginning of the night when the lights came on.

All the lights went out, but the person he was waiting for hadn't come yet.

Guangnao was quiet, without any news, and did not wait for anyone to report that someone wanted to see him.

Qin Zhun couldn't wait any longer. He couldn't restrain himself, so he called the person in charge of the research institute, and the phone was picked up as soon as it rang.

The person in charge at the other end was sweating: "Third Prince, I'm about to call you."

Qin Zhun only felt that hope was ignited again: "Mu Ye came to beg me?"

"No, no." The person in charge was under a lot of pressure, he stammered, "A lot of people from the military department came suddenly this afternoon, and they came to ask mecha research projects. I learned that Teacher Mu took a lot of projects when he was researching new energy sources. data in the past."

Qin Zhun suddenly had a bad feeling.

"After that, the Teacher Mu project was directly invested and taken over by people from the military department. They spent a lot of money to encourage and support this project to develop results as soon as possible."

The more the person in charge talked, the more he lost his confidence. He was in a state of bewilderment, and he didn't expect such a result at all.

For a moment, the only sound of heavy breathing could be heard on the phone.

Qin Bohuai, Qin Bohuai again!He was the one who took Muye away, and he was the one who rescued Muye from the underground thugs, and he is the one who obstructed the experiment now!

Why is there him everywhere!

After not hearing any sound for a long time, the person in charge cautiously asked, "Third prince? Then what should we do next?"

As a military academy, the military department has inextricable relations with them. Once the experimental project is taken over by it, it is equivalent to becoming independent, and the school will have no chance to intervene.

The person in charge was very worried, waiting for Qin Zhun to give a clear order.

But what he didn't expect was that he didn't wait for anything, and Qin Zhun hung up the phone viciously.

The next moment, in the huge office, Qin Zhun threw everything on the desk to the ground!

The extreme destructive desire made him unable to think about anything, he just wanted to vent his anger quickly.

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Bohuai was like a mountain in front of him, which he could never cross.

I didn't expect it to become more and more serious now, when will this kind of day be the end!

Shen Xinglan fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until the next day.

When he woke up, he still had some headaches, but he didn't care too much, and quickly took out the optical brain to contact the students, asking how the experiment was going.

Fortunately, the student sent him a message yesterday afternoon, saying that the laboratory can be used normally, and then thanked him.

They also specially informed the news that the military department took over the project, and the students who heard the news were very happy.

Those who choose to study in the military academy have a military dream, and getting a connection with the military department in advance is a blessing that no one can ask for.

A hanging heart finally came to fruition, Shen Xinglan took two clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

He has class today, so he has to go out early to prepare.

The smart housekeeper said worriedly: "Don't drink today."

Shen Xinglan felt inexplicably guilty of cheating the robot's feelings, and when he was not in front of Qin Bohuai, he rarely nodded obediently: "Okay."

On the light screen, the butler's eyes became extraordinarily round, emitting a benevolent light.

As soon as he went out, 96, who had been holding back for a long time, began to babble: "It's too bad, my mother, hahaha, you didn't see Qin Zhun's face last night!"

Yesterday, 96 specially followed the network cable to Qin Zhun's office, admiring the other party's impotent and furious appearance for a long time, and made a GIF animation to play in a loop.

Shen Xinglan hummed twice, stepped on the bus, and suddenly thought of a question: "When did Qin Bohuai leave?"

He doesn't drink well, and the mermaid's physique is basically drunk when he gets drunk. He was able to act for so long yesterday purely by cheating on the 96 line, and he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

96 is like sharing gossip with a girlfriend, but the girlfriend insists on diverting the topic to another path. It is forced to halve its desire to complain, and replied indifferently: "Shortly after you go to sleep."

Shen Xinglan almost knew it.

The bus soon arrived at the Military Academy, and after getting off, Shen Xinglan hurried back to the office to start preparing lessons.

Today's mech class is practical, taking students to simulate training in different environments.

For Shen Xinglan, what needs to be practiced is how to flexibly use mental power and bind it to the mecha.

96 built a virtual practice room in his mind. After 10 minutes of practice, Shen Xinglan had fully mastered it. He opened his eyes and was ready to go to class.

On the way, he casually sent a message to the smart housekeeper, asking it to help him ask what Qin Bohuai would like to eat tonight.

So far, neither of them has any contact information, so they can only use this method to communicate in a roundabout way.

Qin Bohuai helped him so much, and he had to do what he could to give feedback.

In the open-air pool, the students have already brought their mechas and are ready for class early.

Makino's classes are always full of seats, there is no roll call at all, and there will be students who come to the class.

As soon as Shen Xinglan arrived, he received a warm welcome from the students. They were all full of vigor and came forward to chatter non-stop around him.

Some discuss academic issues, some simply want to exchange gossip, some ask how to write a paper, and praise him for not being handsome in two days.

Shen Xinglan responded calmly with a smile.

As soon as the class bell rang, he immediately changed his expression and said solemnly: "Now get ready for class."

The students were obedient, stood in three rows, and stopped talking very disciplinedly.

"Train your sensitivity today." Shen Xinglan took out his optical brain and operated it, and several balloons spontaneously floated up on the electric floating rod in the center of the pool.

He announced the rules: "Today's class is held in water, whoever punctures the balloon first will get one point, a friendly fight, until the point is reached."

The students took out the mech chains one after another to do warm-up work.

Shen Xinglan wandered among the students, walking with his hands behind his back, clarifying the main points: "Remember to consider the resistance in the water, and also consider the battery power of the mecha. Don't be rigid, and win with flexibility."

After the explanation, the students went into the water one after another and began to grab the ball.

This is the first time they have participated in underwater operations. There is a world of difference between land battles and water battles. After connecting to the spirit network, all the perceptions of the mechs are synchronized with their own.

Therefore, some people had just entered the water, and before taking two steps, they staggered because of the resistance brought by the water, unable to control their mechs, fell into the water, and splashed.

Shen Xinglan, who was watching from the side, added unhurriedly: "One point will be deducted for falling into the water. After class, the score will be calculated uniformly, and [-]% will be included in the final exam score."

As soon as this rule came out, the students wailed in an instant.

"Mr. Mu, are you a devil?"

"It's too difficult, woo woo woo, I feel like I can't even walk."

The mechas loaded with students fell into the water like dumplings, making it difficult to move, and the situation was chaotic.

Suddenly, a mecha that was very close to Shen Xinglan was caught off guard and fell into the water. The water surged ashore, and some of it splashed on Shen Xinglan's body.

Shen Xinglan didn't even hide for a moment, and when the tingling sensation appeared on his skin, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

As a mermaid who has been in human society for many years, Makino is able to control her form very well, even if she gets wet, she will not easily show her original shape.

Shen Xinglan lowered his head, the back of his hand that was splashed in the water turned red, as if scalded by boiling water, with pure white fish scales appearing on the edge.

The pain made him tremble, and he suddenly had the illusion that his fingernails were overturned.

Something is wrong with this water!Not ordinary pure water!

Shen Xinglan subconsciously stepped back.

The next moment, someone in the water shouted, "Mr. Mu, can you come and be a demonstration?"

In the past, in this kind of mech practical class, after the teacher finished explaining the essentials, the students would let the students practice it themselves.

Practicing mechs, isn't that the case, if you fight a few more times, you will be able to do everything.

A few teachers who love to worry will teach them hand in hand, telling the students all the main points one by one like telling a chicken cub.

Makino's class style has always been free-spirited, never caring for students, and teaching them all.

Before the man spoke, the students were trying to practice their balance and try to climb up the pole from the deep water.

Perhaps because they felt that this class was really difficult, someone immediately echoed: "That's right, Teacher Mu, this is impossible to complete, come and teach us."

Shen Xinglan, who was standing on the shore, held the back of her hands, the scales curled up, and traces of blood overflowed.

He slowly raised his head and looked into the middle of the pool.