After rebirth I marked good bro

With enough points, Ling Yan went to Ming Zhou, and couldn't wait to open the mall to find S0411 in the corner.

"Are you sure to use 30000 points to purchase S0411?"

"Confirm Confirm!"

"Successful purchase."

The next moment, blue and white lights and shadows intertwined in the room, and Ling Yan was amazed by this cool scene.

The integration of light and shadow transforms into a tall blue and white mecha, which is much larger than the general planetary mecha, but it is far from the starry sky mecha.

S0411 stood there silently, quietly waiting for the master's order.

Mingzhou looked at S0411 and remained silent, with complex emotions in his eyes.

How could Ling Yan not know what her boyfriend was thinking, and it would be bad to let him think like this!

Ling Yan hugged Ming Zhou's waist from behind, put her big hairy head on his shoulders, and kissed her cheeks intimately.

By the way, I pretended to caress my boyfriend's slender waist casually, and sighed in my heart: It feels so good!

"Zhouzhou, let's go up and have a look, okay?"

It's over, it's useless to think about it.

Ming Zhou: "Hmm..."

"Wait..." Ling Yan suddenly became serious, "We need a certain sense of ritual!"

Ming Zhou looked at him sideways in surprise, "What?"

Before the words finished, Ling Yan kissed her, it was a long, affectionate and reassuring kiss.

After kissing, Ling Yan licked his lips eagerly, "That's the decision! From now on, I will kiss you every time before boarding the mecha!"

"..." Mingzhou bent his elbow and gave him a blow in the chest, but he didn't say anything to refuse.

Ling Yan rubbed his slightly sore chest and smiled.

There are two driving seats in the center of the cab of S0411, and they are not far away. Ling Yan and Ming Zhou lie down on it, and they can still hold each other when they stretch out their hands. Ling Yan immediately uses this to hold Ming Zhou's hand and does not let go. .

Mingzhou is still led by him, which naturally has a purpose.

"Welcome, pilots "↗Fire of Death↘" and "↗Ice of Sorrow↘", start the mental power matching test..."

"The test result of mental strength matching is 99%, which meets the driving requirements."

Ling Yan muttered, "Why not [-]%?"

If the pilot who used to drive the two-person mecha heard this, he would inevitably call him greedy.

The driving requirement is 60%, and most of them can reach 70% or so.

The system immediately sent the test results to the main brain, Fang Zhou. A big exclamation mark appeared on Fang Zhou's round face, and he immediately called Dean Jiang: "Dean, Dean! Look!"

"What's wrong?" Dean Jiang put down the book.

Fang Zhou handed the test report to Dean Jiang.

Seeing the "99%" specially marked in red and bold, Dean Jiang was stunned, and when he regained his senses, he suddenly slapped the table, "Hurry up! Contact Fang Yue!"

Fang Yue's phone was connected with a cold female voice, "Dean Jiang, I can only give you 2 minutes."

"Enough is enough, Ark will send the report!"

The phone quieted down, probably reading the report. Ten seconds later, Fang Yue's cold voice carried an imperceptible tremor, "I will speed up the development and try to put it on the shelves before mid-December. In addition, in the Before the final debugging of the entity, could you please introduce these two for me?"

Dean Jiang smiled kindly, "Of course, it's just..."

Fang Yue immediately said: "Xiyongxing's project will give priority to cooperation with the Military Science and Technology University!"

"Then I will trouble you." Dean Jiang said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Dean Jiang muttered to himself: "Everything is the best arrangement!"

Fang Zhou tilted his head in doubt, and there was a huge question mark on his round face.

On Ling Yan's side, the spiritual connection is still going on.

"The match is successful. May I ask if it's the first time for the two of you to have a double spiritual connection?"

"Yes……"

"Turn on the adaptation mode, please let your brains go as far as possible, trusting your partner is like trusting yourself."

"Connection countdown starts... three... two... one..."

The sight suddenly turned into a familiar scene, which was the only way to go to school in high school before rebirth, an old street and alley paved with bluestone slabs, he ran towards the school in the rain without an umbrella.

"Zhou Zhou! Ming Zhou!"

He stopped, stood at the end of the alley and looked back, it was Ling Yan in his youth.

His black hair was wet from the rain, and he stroked it back chicly, revealing a smooth and full forehead, with a lovely beauty tip in the middle of the hairline.

He strode over to him in small puddles.

"Zhou Zhou, why didn't you wait for me?" Ling Yan asked aggrievedly as he wiped the water from his face.

"Auntie said you won't go to school today."

At this time, no one cared about how heavy the raindrops were, and the two walked side by side to the school.

"How can I not go! Today is your speech contest, I have to cheer for my good brother!"

"It's not necessary."

"This rain fell so suddenly, why did we have such a tacit understanding without an umbrella hahaha!" Ling Yan smiled heartlessly.

Mingzhou still remembers the speech contest. He was wearing wet clothes and a school uniform jacket that Ling Yan threw at school and forgot to take home. The wet Ling Yan applauded desperately, which surprised the judges and teachers. turned to look at him.

After that day, without incident, they both caught a cold and had a fever. They took three days of sick leave together, and they received injections and took medicine together.

Ming Zhou stood in the memories, lowered his eyes and smiled.

Beside Ling Yan, Ming Zhou's eyes are full of gentle smile.

Their spiritual world is always open to each other, because there is each other in every corner of memory, all memories are common memories, there is me in you, and you in me.

You are my half body.

"Spiritual interaction is well adapted, and the adaptation mode is turned off...the mental connection is successful."

The eyes of the blue and white mecha suddenly lit up, and countless instruments and equipment worked together to make rhythmic sounds. The mechanical fortress seemed to wake up from a long slumber. At first, the movements were slightly stuck, but slowly, jumping, punching... …every movement becomes smooth and fluid.

Ling Yan can perceive Ming Zhou's thoughts, and Ming Zhou also knows his. They can know each other's next thought without communicating, and take action tacitly. This feeling is very novel.

So Ling Yan happily sent "Sui Sui Nian" radio waves to Ming Zhou, and when Ming Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, he cursed: "Shut up! Open it!"

Ling Yan aggrieved and "shut up".

After doing all the basic movements, Ming Zhou found that Ling Yan performed well, and he didn't suffer from the pressure that belonged to him, and he didn't have the stress reaction when he was alone before, so when Ling Yan proposed to fight There is also no rejection when matching.

Two-person mechas can only match 2V2. Compared with the opponent's two mechas, they only have one mecha and seem to be at a disadvantage again.

"Successful match."

Ling Yan was gearing up, eager to try.

But when the map was randomized to the desert map, he froze.

Ling Yan's spiritual world constantly conveys resistance to Ming Zhou.Not only that, he could clearly feel the temperature of Ling Yan's palm drop instantly, cold sweat broke out, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Ling Yan was afraid, and Ming Zhou clearly felt this.

Ming Zhou clenched his hand, and passed firm strength to Ling Yan, calming his restless emotions.

He said, "With me..."

Ling Yan calmed down strangely, the trembling stopped, he forced a smile, and replied: "I'm fine..."

He gritted his teeth to suppress his fear, and kept telling himself: You will fly the universe with Zhou Zhou in the future!How can one be defeated by such a simple setback?must!must!To overcome!

The countdown started, and the opponent was stunned when he saw that there was only one mecha in front of him.

"Is the one on the other side disconnected?"

"Will the intranet go offline?"

"I don't seem to have heard of it?"

"Wait, I remembered! I seem to have seen it in the mall..." Before he could finish speaking, the countdown ended.

"Let's talk later! Fight first!" said the teammate.

As soon as the countdown was over, when the opponent's two mechas stepped forward to attack from both sides at the same time, they found that the blue and white mecha had already come to one of the opponents and raised the lightsaber in his hand. Let's call him opponent number one.

Horrified, No. [-] put up his energy shield to prepare for his next attack, and No. [-] was also on his way to support him.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, but No. [-] saw the blue and white mecha step on the ground strangely and fell to the ground.

Number One: ?

There are steps here?

No. [-] stopped, and No. [-] arrived and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter? He's also disconnected?"

No. [-] shook his head, "I don't know, wait a minute? It's useless to fight now."

Number two: "Then wait."

"Ling Yan!" Ming Zhou shouted.

"..." When Ling Yan just landed, the scene of him being crushed in the quicksand pool suddenly appeared in his mind, and the severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow instantly climbed up his nerves, and he was stiff and dared not move.

"Ling Yan!" Ming Zhou kept calling his name, "You believe me! There is no quicksand pool under your feet! You believe me!"

Ling Yan woke up suddenly, "Zhouzhou..." His voice was extremely dry and hoarse, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, "Zhouzhou, I'm in so much pain..."

Ming Zhou jumped out of the driver's seat, rushed to Ling Yan and hugged him, "I know, I know, but we can't give up here, can we hold on a little longer? If it hurts so much, hold me tight."

"Do you still remember the basketball game in the sophomore year of high school? You were knocked down by your opponent and sprained your ankle, so painful that you couldn't stand up." Ming Zhou patted his broad and strong back again and again to comfort him.

"Remember..." Ling Yan buried himself in his neck and said sullenly, "Come and help me, apply ice and spray medicine on me."

Ming Zhou pulled him away a little, looked into his eyes softly, "Does it still hurt afterward?"

Ling Yan shook her head, "It doesn't hurt that much anymore."

"Well, in the second half, you ran so fast, those people were left behind by you, and you couldn't even touch the corners of your clothes."

Ming Zhou rubbed his fluffy hair, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore."