After Yan Leyang came out from the training room, he went directly to the monitoring room next door to find the young lady, only to find that the young lady's face was pale, and the staff beside him were trying to adjust his state.
"What's wrong?" Yan Leyang hurried forward, "Is there something wrong with my state just now?"
"No." Xiaozheng waved his hand, he took a deep breath, "I'm old, I've never seen this scene before."
Yan Leyang was stunned, the lifespan of the orcs in their world was the same as that of this world, both are 300 years old, but looking at Xiao Zhengtai's appearance, he thought it was a young genius: "How old are you?"
"Mr. Bai is alright. Teacher Bai is only 98, an upright man." A round-faced girl beside him explained.
Boy, this is not a real man, this is an adult man.
"Come on, Mr. Yan, let me ask you a question." The old lady took a sip of water and calmed down, "Do you have any dreams?" Yan Leyang is so special that the old lady doesn't know how to deal with it he.
Although there is no blood in the virtual battle, Yan Leyang is too scary. Go up and kill instantly, with quick movements and terrifying power.
The old lady is also curious about such a special person, how did such a person grow up, what is his inner thoughts, and whether he has any goals.
"Uh, my childhood dream was to become a bard." Yan Leyang scratched his head in embarrassment. "Later, I wanted to be a screenwriter and express my own thoughts to the world." Actually, it was to express my loneliness, but the following words He came out not only in the second grade, but also pretended to be aggressive, so he changed his rhetoric.
"Oh? Why?" The old lady, that is, Teacher Bai, wanted to get to the bottom of it seriously, and everyone around Teacher Bai also looked at Yan Leyang.
Yan Leyang is really embarrassed: "That's right, I have a sense of loneliness." That kind of incomprehensible, that kind of stubbornness that doesn't want to fit in. I don't want to be sleek and sophisticated, I want to be the original "Yan Leyang" forever.
But obviously, he failed, and if he was not tactful, he would have nothing to eat.
"Oh, loneliness, I understand." Teacher Bai's understanding is that Yan Leyang is a special existence in this universe, which is why he is lonely.
Teacher Bai nodded and asked again, "What about now?"
Yan Leyang was even more embarrassed, and lowered her head in shame: "If you have to say it, don't worry about eating and drinking, just eat and die."
"I really don't have any great ideals. I don't understand what cat clan is great, what clan and what clan it belongs to, and I don't plan to understand it." Yan Leyang was also very depressed.
Because he is not an all-around player, he will write some scripts, and he has not written any good ones. After all, he has a good physique.
As for the technology tree, he doesn't know how to climb it, he only claps his hands when others have something invented and calls him awesome, he has a good face, but he can't act, and he can't make people all over the galaxy fascinated by him.
He doesn't sing well, and he doesn't know why he traveled here. then what should we do? Try to live on, let's live in another place, he can't push himself back.
Mr. Bai was choked by his ideal, and could only boast silently: "It's a very down-to-earth dream."
"Thank you." Yan Leyang nodded, "Do you still need me here? I may have to go back and cook."
"You know how to cook?" Mr. Bai was stunned. Cooking is a rare craft in the interstellar era. After all, cooking robots can handle everything.
"It's okay." Yan Leyang followed his own taste and got used to cooking by himself, "I learned from my dad."
"Then have you thought about your future?" Teacher Bai suddenly asked again, "You have three hundred years of life, how should you live it?"
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Luo Ma finally came back, and together with Dai Zu, they entered the hall one by one and spread out on the sofa. After staring at the ceiling defiantly for a long time, a sigh sounded, and Luo Ma suddenly looked at Wolf Eleven: "When were you here?"
"It's always been there." Wolf Eleven also seemed to have something on his mind.
Loma hasn't closed her eyes for two days, and it turns out that her love for science is still there, especially when it comes to weapons.
She yawned: "What's wrong with you?"
"I seem to like someone." The tangled words of Wolf Eleven stopped Loma's movements. He yawned halfway, and Dai Zu, who was almost asleep, also looked at him.
"You like Yan Leyang?" Luo Ma asked.
Wolf Eleven was not entirely sure: "It seems to be." What the princess said made him feel a little confused.
I feel that I am right everywhere, but there is something wrong.
"It seems to mean something, why don't you just do it." Luo Ma was no longer sleepy, and she planned to sleep after eating this melon.
"That's right, I was invited by the princess today, and I don't know why she asked me to go there." It stands to reason that Wolf Eleven should be repairing his own body now.
He roughly recounted what the princess had said to him in the past, and then looked at the two people who were suddenly excited: "Do you have any opinions?"
"I don't." Dai Zu lay back, "I don't understand love."
"I think what the princess said makes sense." Loma stepped forward confidently, and she began to analyze, "Isn't that what love is like? It always starts inadvertently, and when you find out, you can't extricate yourself."
Dai Zu, who was lying on the sofa, was thinking about a problem. Luo Ma had never been in love at all, and this thing was less reliable than himself!
However, Loma didn't have self-knowledge: "Do you have the urge to hug him?" She hugged her arms exaggeratedly.
"Yes." Wolf Eleven liked Yan Leyang's animal shape very much.
"Then you do like him." Loma concluded, "Would you like to kiss him?"
"No." Wolf Eleven shook his head, "I want to bite my mouth." But Yan Leyang's mouth was too big, and Wolf Eleven could only jam the opponent's face.
"Isn't that relative to your wolf clan?" Luo Ma let out a cry.
When the Dai clan on the side heard this, they felt that Loma had misunderstood. At first, he also thought that the two were in a relationship, but after observing for a long time, he found that there was no sense of sparks flying between them at all. Maybe the two were brothers, but they were just sticky.
Before Dai Zu could speak, the door opened again.
Yan Leyang came in humming a song, carrying meat and vegetables in an edible transparent bag that could quickly dissolve in water.
After seeing the three people in the living room, Yan Leyang was stunned for a moment, and then greeted: "Are you back?"
"Brother Yan!" Luo Ma was very enthusiastic.
After Yan Leyang went to the kitchen, Luoma squeezed Wolf Eleven again: "To be honest, don't you feel like being at home with Brother Yan?"
"Yes." Wolf Eleven was even more confused. He was completely blank emotionally. Whether he liked it or not, he felt that what Loma and the princess said made sense, but he himself vaguely felt that this was not the case. .
Dai Zu couldn't listen anymore, so he changed the subject: "Brother Yan, I heard you went for a test today?"
"Yes." Yan Leyang was in the kitchen and raised his voice, "The prototype of the mech master who gave me the test is a hog-nosed snake, which seems to be an albino species, which is quite rare."
"How about it?"
"It should be fine." Yan Leyang came out of the kitchen, wearing a black and white striped grievance around his body, and the sleeves of the white shirt he wore underneath were rolled up to his elbows.
Black trousers, home slippers, and that head of golden hair. When he smiles, there seems to be light in the lake green eyes.
Wolf Eleven fell into deep thought, thinking that he might like Yan Leyang entirely because of his face, but just because of his face, does that count as liking
"Teacher Bai said that he would tailor a mecha for me." Yan Leyang was peeling potatoes, "Then he asked a very philosophical question."
"He asked me if I had any dreams, and I said yes, to eat and die."
"Good dream." Loma affirmed.
"Then he asked me, have I thought about the future, and how I should live these three hundred years." When Yan Leyang said this, Wolf Eleven had already looked over.
"How do I know how to live? When I was young, I thought I would become a chivalrous hero, or a wandering bard." Yan Leyang laughed twice, "I didn't realize until I grew up that people still have to eat."
"Brother Yan, you are different." Loma yelled, "Didn't you do something earth-shattering, and then you were caught in Shuguang?"
Yan Leyang couldn't answer this question. He couldn't say that he didn't do the assassination, but that he just crossed over and blamed others for no reason.
After peeling the potatoes, he went back to the kitchen to fry the shredded potatoes.
"Honestly," Loma sighed, "it's nice to have someone cook when you get home."
"Yes." Wolf Eleven agreed.
"I can understand that you like him. In fact, I like him quite a bit." Loma patted Wolf Eleven's shoulder, "Although it was because of his face at first."
"Stay away from me." Wolf Eleven said indifferently.
"Eh? Why are you like this!" Loma frowned, "I just analyzed it for you..."
"Stay away from me." Wolf Eleven protested again.
"Hey, your posture is so tall." Loma moved to the side.
After they all sat down at the table, Luo Ma and Dai Zu recovered half-dead, mechanically picking up rice. Lang Shishi, who was sitting next to Yan Leyang, asked in a low voice: "Are you going to eat and die in the future?"
"I don't know." Yan Leyang didn't know what his future would be like, "This is just a description, just like I always like to advertise that I am a cultural person who doesn't know how to fight very much."
"Just translate it." Yan Leyang smiled at Lang Shiyi, "I'm resigned to fate, but I will try my best to live my life well and cherish everyone I meet."
"That's all I can do."
Something flickered, Yan Leyang turned his head, Wolf Eleven lowered his head, and found that it was the blue necklace hanging around Wolf Eleven's neck.
The half-dead Loma suddenly cheered up, and patted Wolf Eleven on the shoulder: "Your personality is very good, see."