On the compatibility of cannon fodder and white moonlight

The genius he was talking about was standing in his place, lowering his head and writing a series of numbers in his exclusive notebook.

Xue Fan waited for the protective film to disappear, and went to check the results displayed by the energy wave device, "Well, the test is over." Xue Fan touched his ears nervously.

"You don't have anything to say?" Su Ran felt that her three views had been refreshed once again, and she was still nervous at this level. Shouldn't she be confessed by those softies from the Male Insect Protection Association?

Xue Fan became even more nervous when he heard this sentence, "No problem, um, I should check number 001 first, right?"

Xue Fan thought about whether he had missed something.

His left arm started to tremble again, he didn't want to appear pitiful in front of Su Ran, so he straightened his left arm tightly, the trembling was not so obvious.

Su Ran shook his head. From the moment 001 was ejected, he knew it was a success. No military female would be injured by this impact, and no military female would give up such an escape opportunity.

"Xue Fan, you are a genius." He pressed Xue Fan's trembling left arm, his chestnut-colored pupils were full of helplessness and shock.

But he couldn't help being happy, he never wanted to hide his feelings in front of his trial male, so he kissed Xue Fan hard on the forehead.

How cruel?Probably just kissing the forehead to the point where it is obvious that there is a red spot.

genius?Xue Fan's brain went blank for a moment. He seemed to have been called this way when he first entered the First Academy Via, and he was also called this way in the laboratory before he came to this world.

He pursed his lips and smiled subtly.

He always wanted to behave better in front of Su Ran. He had been suppressing himself ever since he was kicked out of the scientific research institute, and now he seemed to have regained a little bit of his former self, the self-confident and flamboyant self.

Su Ran looked at Xue Fan's sunny and gentle smile, he finally saw a little youthful energy in this worm.

"Are you going to let me take this away?" Su Ran asked while wearing the clothes that Xue Fan handed over, still complaining silently in her heart, not eating her own tofu at this time.

"It was planned like this before." Xue Fan was a little hesitant. He couldn't see the input status when he was wearing it. If he changed it now, he didn't know if he could change it in just a few days.

Before Xue Fan could come up with one, two, three, his thinking was interrupted by Su Ran's words, "I'm afraid it won't work, this is considered a large-scale item, and my level is not enough." After finishing speaking, Su Ran lowered her head and cursed in a low voice. .

The current military department is very subtle, and it is even more conspicuous to him who does not stand in any team of the royal family.

All he can do is try his best to comply with the regulations. According to the regulations, different levels can carry their own supplies, but explosives can only be allowed if the general passes the inspection.

Xue Fan's words were blocked, and his intact right hand began to pick at the seam of his trousers. His plan was shattered, and this was the best way to solve his nightmare.

Su Ran couldn't see Xue Fan bowing his head like this, looking aggrieved, reached out to hold his hand in his, and gently massaged his left hand.

"It's okay, I will come back safely." Su Ran said softly.

"What can you bring at your level?" Xue Fan bit his lower lip and made up his mind.

"Paper, pen, non-explosives, non-firearms should all be fine." Su Ran thought for a while and answered.

Xue Fan held Su Ran's hand that was massaging him.

This is a big gamble between him and himself. He bet that the outside will be the same, and he also bet that fate will not close all the doors.