When he reached the living room, Zhan Chen stopped.
Shi Ji was standing at the door.
The program in his body forced him to put protecting Sheng Yi at the highest priority. Logically, he should immediately go and rescue Sheng Yi who was struggling in the pile of robots.
But Shi Ji still didn't move.
He held the door frame with one hand, as if he was caught between two invisible opposing forces, and his handsome brows were slightly covered with cold sweat.
Zhan Chen: "It's good for Sheng Yi."
Shi Ji was stunned for a moment and looked towards the corridor.
"Given his current personality, he might be put into a sack and dragged away at any time, beaten unconscious, and placed on a wooden board to float away in the sea."
Zhan Chen said: "It seems that his current fighting skills are still insufficient."
Shi Ji: “…”
Zhan Chen asked Shi Ji: "Have you ever been beaten like this by him?"
Shi Ji hesitated for a while, nodded slightly, and said: "But Sheng Yi said that it was just training..."
Zhan Chen: "This is training."
In response to his words, the sound of iron blocks colliding could be heard in the corridor.
Sheng Yi had just started to curse angrily when he was smothered by the robot's cold palm and immediately started to cry out in pain.
Sheng Yi kicked over a robot with all his strength and finally ran to the stairs, but was stopped by an automatically tracking steel cable arm and dragged back to the shadows at the end of the corridor.
"He is still young. At this age, he needs someone to practice with him and release his excess energy through a lot of training."
"He came to you this time probably because of this matter."
Zhan Chen: "He wanted to train so badly that he couldn't help it."
Zhan Chen: "I need your help, so let the robot do this job for you, you can rest assured."
…
The system just came out of a small dark room disguised as a sack, with a head full of popcorn, and was still frightened: "Host, Zhan Chen now completely conforms to the character of Frankenstein in the original novel..."
The system floated in the sea of consciousness, looking at Yu Tang who seemed to be thinking: "... Host?"
Yu Tang: "But the reason he gave did bypass Shi Ji's procedures."
Yu Tang collected his thoughts and returned to his consciousness. He pulled the computer over and said, "I have an idea."
system:"… "
The system looked at the constantly changing light and shadow at the end of the corridor, and the screen went black: "Host."
Yu Tang concentrated on typing on the keyboard and quickly made two temporary self-circulating mini-programs: "If a child is not well-disciplined, it is the guardian's fault" and "If a child is not severely punished, it is the guardian's laziness."
He pulled the program into his sea of consciousness, tried running it several times, confirmed that there were no bugs, and imported it into Shi Ji's brain.
…
Zhan Chen took off his glasses and closed the door again.
The moment the dormitory door closed, the tech-geek indifference that matched his character quietly faded away, and he turned back into the senior Zhan from before.
"If you feel sleepy, go back to your room and rest." Zhan Chen said, "I'll make some midnight snacks and put them in the kitchen. You can eat them if you feel hungry at night."
Shi Ji came back to his senses.
His eyes seemed to light up uncontrollably, then he lowered his eyelashes cautiously and said thank you in a gentle voice.
Zhan Chen's gaze lingered on him for a while longer.
Shi Ji was very sensitive to people's gazes. He took a few steps back but couldn't help but stop and asked, "Senior Zhan?"
Zhan Chen said: "If you have any problems in the future, you can discuss it with me first."
Shi Ji was slightly stunned. He didn't know where Zhan Chen got this sentence from, but he had always obeyed Zhan Chen's orders, so he didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.
Zhan Chen withdrew his gaze, said nothing more, and returned to his work area.
He spread a dark blue cloth on the table, turned on the desk lamp, and took out some parts from the drawer.
They are all homemade miniature parts, scaled strictly in proportion, and look extremely delicate.
Zhan Chen found a miniature searchlight a few centimeters in size, gently moved it with the tip of tweezers, and connected a thin copper wire.
Under the silvery metal case, the lights flickered.
Yu Tang: “…”
The system was a little confused: "Host?"
Yu Tang was still standing in the living room. He was so attracted by the exquisite gadgets that Zhan Chen was fiddling with that he couldn't move his legs involuntarily.
In just a few days, he has become increasingly aware of the dangers of the human world.
Yu Tang: "I'm going to play with his searchlight for a while, will the character be ooc?"
system:"… "
Yu Tang: "Just five minutes."
The system finished flipping through the character settings: "... Not OOC, host."
After all, Shi Ji's personality is such that when he sees something he likes, he can't help but move closer to watch it, and even can't help but bring it back.
In the original novel, there is no mention that Shi Ji is not allowed to like miniature action figures or silver searchlights.
The system had been with Yu Tang for a long time, and had learned to give a reasonable explanation: "Zhan Chen's order to Shi Ji was 'return to your room if you feel sleepy'. As long as we are not sleepy, we don't have to go back yet..."
Yu Tang was not sleepy at all. He carefully selected a pillow he liked from the sofa and walked to Zhan Chen's workbench.
Sensing the figure slowly approaching, Zhan Chen stopped working and looked up.
The person who was approaching was still somewhat cautious, standing not too far from him, but not too close.
He was able to retreat far enough to escape at any time, holding a pillow in his arms, with a focused look on his face, staring intently at those exquisite and adorable miniature models.
Zhan Chen raised his head and looked at him.
This time, before he could ask, Zhan Chen's eyes had already shifted away from him.
Zhan Chen lowered his head again and continued his work.
In Zhan Chen's hands, those parts were debugged, corrected and assembled in an orderly manner. With the gentle sound of metal grinding, the shapes on the drawing were pieced together bit by bit.
Zhan Chen paused at the end and asked: "Do you want taillights?"
Yu Tang was stunned: "What?"
Zhan Chen: "Taillights, I made a pair before. They are not on the drawing, but you can install them."
Yu Tang did not answer immediately. He went through the classification of taillights in the "Mecha Manufacturing Illustrated Manual" in his mind: "Warning light, simulated weapon, or hidden multi-functional protective cover?"
"Neither." Zhan Chen said, "These functions are installed in other parts."
Yu Tang asked: "What can it do?"
Zhan Chen: "It can flash red."
Yu Tang: “…”
"Host, this is an easy question!"
The system felt that this was a trap from the beginning: "Although Shi Ji does not drive a mecha, he has been responsible for the maintenance of Sheng Yi's mecha over the years! With his rich knowledge of mechas, he will definitely not easily get involved in such a simple problem..."
Yu Tang nodded involuntarily.
"… "system:"?"
Yu Tang looked at the exquisite mecha model, as if he had heard the sound of experience points being deducted. He felt both pain and joy: "The red flash is so cool."
Before becoming a regular employee, Yu Tang encountered an unscrupulous boss who deliberately induced employees to make mistakes.
Because the planning proposal could not perfectly meet the requirements of the client, could not complete the work of the entire department by one's own efforts, and could not successfully win the bid of 1 billion yuan, they took the opportunity to find fault and deduct the employees' year-end bonuses.
Yu Tang successfully solved these trivial problems during his internship in the All-Round Secretariat.
…
The means used by the supervisory department to induce people to make mistakes are indeed not on the same level as those plots.
“I want that light.”
Yu Tang was more open-minded than the system, and counseled it in his mind: "It doesn't matter, you can earn more experience points if you lose them."
The system has always believed in the host's ability to earn experience points. After thinking carefully, it became happy: "It's good to see the little red light!"
Yu Tang nodded. He hugged the pillow and couldn't help but take a few steps towards the wall.
There was actually an empty swivel chair next to Zhan Chen, but it was placed too close. Yu Tang didn't plan to sit on it. He stood behind the swivel chair and watched Zhan Chen polish the pair of taillights with sandpaper.
Zhan Chen turned the lights up a bit.
Zhan Chen found a pair of trimming pliers, carefully stripped off the insulation layer, connected the wires, and used a pair of flat-nosed pliers to clamp the polished taillight, which he fitted tightly into the shiny silver shell of the mecha.
His movements were light and silent, and his hands were exceptionally steady, as if he was maintaining an extremely precise weapon.
Yu Tang watched Zhan Chen's actions, and suddenly some incomprehensible fragments emerged in his mind.
…
He is in a room.
Not too far away, someone was leaning against the window, using the sunlight from outside to maintain a silver-gray military electromagnetic shotgun.
He was attracted by the shiny silver parts and wanted to get caught up in the storm and quietly take one away.
He never approached humans easily, and he was very cautious this time. With the cover of the wind and the bright and dazzling sunlight, he moved stealthily to the side of a spring.
The next moment, the hand just pressed down on the spring.
"No, I still don't need it."
The figure smiled, rummaged through his pockets, and picked out a shiny silver button: "Okay, give me back the spring, and I'll give this to you..."
…
Yu Tang came back to his senses after hearing the mechanical sound of the system.
Zhan Chen was talking to him.
Yu Tang gathered his thoughts, packed up the triggered memory fragments and returned to Shi Ji's identity: "Senior Zhan?"
"This is for you," Zhan Chen said.
The workbench had been cleaned, and on the dark blue velvet backing lay the newly assembled mecha model.
He watched Zhan Chen assembling the model, and before he knew it he had been watching for the entire night. The window had begun to light up, revealing a pale skylight.
The silver-gray mecha miniature model has sharp and smooth curves, almost like a blade.
“I can only go so far.”
Zhan Chen: "For the specific operating procedures, you need to find someone to do it and debug it yourself."
Shi Ji nodded silently.
He was simple by nature, always appeared gentle and happy, and no matter what time, his eyes always showed a clear smile.
But even in this powerless, toy-like mecha model, the fighting talent flowing in Shi Ji's body has already emitted a faint resonant sound.
This is the mecha that is most suitable as Shi Ji's wingman partner.
In a real battlefield, it can work seamlessly with the wingman and become an indestructible sword, breaking through the enemy's defense and destroying any of the most critical nodes.
Shi Ji looked at the mecha.
He didn't remember who he was, but he still remembered that he could do it.
He could do it, if he could go back...
As soon as this thought came to mind, it triggered the suppression program that was too powerful to resist.
His body swayed and he closed his eyes unconsciously.
…
Yu Tang sighed softly in his sea of consciousness.
That program blocked Shi Ji's channels for seeking help, and was constantly erasing Shi Ji's consciousness of returning to his past life.
As long as Shi Ji starts trying to explore his original self, the program will be forced to run, forcing Shi Ji to give up and avoid this idea and return to his current life trajectory.
Yu Tang asked the system to be ready and was about to take over Shi Ji's body completely, but suddenly he found that the data belonging to Shi Ji began to fluctuate.
It's not the subtle resonance that has lasted from just now until now.
It was a sharp, mournful sound that could only be produced by the friction of the hardest metal being rolled over.
The system was startled and was about to open the shield, but Yu Tang raised his hand to stop it.
Shi Ji's breathing became a little rapid, and he had to reach out to hold on to the workbench because he was resisting the process, and countless images came to his mind one after another.
train.
Countless repetitions, strict and harsh regulations.
Sheng Yi's father's grim face completely reflects the high-intensity training that exceeds the human body's capacity.
Mistakes will be punished, mistakes will be admonished, mistakes will be erased—
Some people carried him up with a smile, tickled him, made faces to make him laugh, some people hit him on the head, scolded him for not listening and gave him extra training without permission, and some people pulled him around the campfire and showed him the date on the tactical screen.
He will be twenty in three days.
The blinding aurora swallowed up all his consciousness. Shi Ji's face turned snow-white, and he didn't even have time to shake before he fell silently in a cold sweat.
Zhan Chen caught Shi Ji’s falling body.
He helped Shi Ji up: "Can you walk?"
Shi Ji nodded.
His shoulders and back tensed silently, those lines still hadn't had time to lose the thinness of a young boy. He was trembling slightly, and was stubborn. He tried hard to stand up with the help of Zhan Chen.
Zhan Chen shared half of his strength, supported Shi Ji, and slowly returned to his room.
Shi Ji fell quietly on the bed.
I don't know when, the process has stopped again.
As his body began to collapse, the strong pressure seemed to be forcibly blocked by something and suddenly disappeared.
Those chaotic images that suddenly flashed back only appeared for three seconds before disappearing without a trace.
No matter how hard I searched, there was no clue at all.
"Some things are forgotten." Zhan Chen said, "It's normal not to remember."
Zhan Chen: "Don't be impatient."
Shi Ji's eyelashes fluttered twice and then opened silently.
His physical strength was completely exhausted in the fight against the program. Shi Ji's eyelashes were still covered with cold sweat, and he was trembling slightly as if he was exhausted, which was clearly visible against his snow-white face.
Zhan Chen wiped the cold sweat off Shi Ji's face and sat beside the bed.
Zhan Chen looked at him quietly for a while, took out his glasses from his pocket, opened them and put them on.
"We have ten days."
Zhan Chen said: "I will build the mecha in three days, and I will give the rest of the time to you to practice with it."
"In ten days, there will be an all-terrain simulation challenge exercise involving military academies and all active corps as the opening of the special training."
Zhan Chen: "According to the dean's request, we must at least get into the top three."
Shi Ji lay on the bed, his eyelashes flickered quietly, and he looked at his left leg unconsciously.
"I'll help you solve it." Zhan Chen said, "It would be best for you to get first place."
Shi Ji spoke softly, his voice still gentle, slightly hoarse: "Is it... only if you get first place, can the dean help you find the person you want to find?"
Shi Ji said: "Please rest assured, whether it is an order or not, I will do my best—"
"Not just for me." said Zhan Chen.
Shi Ji was slightly stunned.
He looked at Zhan Chen who had already stood up.
"The first three people who participated in the exercise can directly join the special operations team. The first one will be personally contacted by the person in charge."
Zhan Chen said: "Just recently, the special operations team replaced the person in charge from ten years ago."
"Maybe I don't remember the name anymore."
Zhan Chen: "His name is Zhuang Yu. Ten years ago, all his comrades and subordinates fell into a man-made electronic storm."