Zhuang Yu's shoulders trembled violently.
He had received Yu Tang's message in advance and specially arranged for Dean Nie and Nie Chi to meet, not wanting to lose his composure at this time.
Zhuang Yu closed his eyes tightly and swallowed the burning pain: "Let's not talk about this for now, Nie Chi, you just came back, the courtyard—"
He had only said half of his words when Nie Chi punched him on the shoulder.
Zhuang Yu swayed a bit, then stood firm again.
"This time I'm going to beat you up for talking to me like an official."
Nie Chi said: "Do we still need someone to drive the mecha?"
Zhuang Yu curled the corner of his mouth.
The situation of other people is different from that of Xiaos7.
He had researched Nie Chi for a long time and knew that Nie Chi now had a stable job and income, and his overtime pay was not low.
He just wanted to find the lost people, and never thought of dragging everyone back to the dangerous life and death line.
"Nie Chi." Zhuang Yu whispered, "You go see the dean first..."
Nie Chi caught up with him with his second punch.
Zhuang Yu didn't try to dodge, but was knocked back two steps, holding onto the desk to steady himself.
Nie Chi walked up to him and asked, "Do you need someone to come back and drive the mecha with you?"
Zhuang Yu shook his head: "I can still handle it."
Nie Chi took off his expensive suit jacket, rolled it up casually and threw it aside.
A fight broke out in the office.
At first, Zhuang Yu neither fought back nor dodged, but was just beaten by Nie Chi. Then, when he realized that Nie Chi was serious, he had to raise his hands to block, and the two gradually started fighting.
Nie Chi's fighting skills were originally weaker than Zhuang Yu's. Zhuang Yu twisted his arm and pressed him to the ground, gasping for breath without a sound.
Zhuang Yu let go of his hand and squatted down: "Clean up..."
Before he could finish his words, Nie Chi took advantage of this opportunity to turn around and kicked him hard to the ground.
Zhuang Yu: “…”
Nie Chi panted heavily, staggered to his feet, and pulled Zhuang Yu by the collar: "Do you need any help—"
Zhuang Yu couldn't help but lower his head and laughed out loud.
He laughed so hard, pressing his ribs that were hurt from being beaten, his eyes filled with heat.
"Yes." Zhuang Yu lowered his head and changed his words, "We are in great need of manpower."
Zhuang Yu: "Deputy Captain Nie, please come back and help me. Little S7 doesn't know how to be an instructor. He made the devilish training look like a summer camp..."
A smile finally showed on Nie Chi's cold face.
He also let go of his strength and sat on the ground, rubbing his shoulders: "It's been a long time since you last fought like this?"
"Ten years." Zhuang Yu said.
Nie Chi glanced at him and said, "I knew it."
"Little S7 won't fight with you. At most, he'll punish you by not letting you drink Coke."
Nie Chi said: "My father may not want to fight you, but he can't even beat me."
Zhuang Yu laughed: "President Nie—"
Zhuang Yu: “…”
Nie Chi: “…”
The captain and deputy captain of the special forces team, who were sitting on the ground, felt it, one holding his ribs and the other covering his shoulder, and looked up at the old dean who was holding a teacup, a computer and other valuable items at the desk.
Dean Nie put down the things in his arms and moved his wrists twice.
Nie Chi: "...Captain."
Zhuang Yu felt it was his responsibility to protect his teammates, so he gathered some strength and stood up: "Dean Nie, it's my fault that I failed to arrange it properly. Don't blame Nie Chi."
Dean Nie lifted Zhuang Yu away with one hand.
Nie Chi: “…”
Nie Chi said without hesitation: "It was the captain who didn't make the arrangements properly, don't blame me—"
Dean Nie pulled his son, opened the door of Zhuang Yu's office cubicle, and dragged him out.
From the compartment came the muffled sounds of a new round of fighting and chasing.
Sea of consciousness.
Yu Tang gave up his expectation of watching a touching scene and turned off the monitoring on the screen: "The way humans express their emotions is really complicated."
The system felt the same way and flashed a small red light.
Zhan Chen brought out the freshly baked cookies and looked at the two little classmates who were addicted to watching TV. He smiled helplessly and said, "Okay... take a break."
He put down the biscuits and touched Yu Tang's forehead.
According to the original plan, Nie Chi shouldn't have returned so early.
The problem lies with the young interstellar commander.
When Shi Ji returned to the special forces, the first thing he did was to be assigned by Zhuang Yu to be an instructor in the Devil Training Camp. He was a gentle man, and even though he knew that the tougher the training was, the higher the survival rate of these people would be on the battlefield, it was still difficult for him to bring the necessary intimidation and oppression to the trainees alone.
It just so happens that Zhuang Yu was too busy. He was responsible for setting up the spearhead team and cooperating with the Security Department to investigate Sheng Cheng. He could not spare the time to go back and lead the special training in person.
Yu Tangsuo returned all of Nie Chi's particles in one breath, allowing Nie Chi to remember all the past events.
This large amount of returned particles is a big burden for the electron storm. Zhan Chen did not dare to relax, and watched for a whole night before finally confirming Yu Tang's physical condition.
"It's really okay." Yu Tang assured, "I can run and jump, and I can even eat biscuits soaked in hot milk."
Zhan Chen smiled, counted out five chestnut-flavored biscuits and put them in the warm sweet milk.
Yu Tang was very satisfied. He took his small porcelain bowl and ate it all up. "One more bowl please."
"Want to try something else?" Zhan Chen said, "My pineapple cake and egg tarts are also pretty good."
Yu Tang shook his head.
He followed Zhan Chen and watched him add biscuits to the milk for the second time.
This was the way to eat that Zhan Chen taught him in the laboratory in order to coax him to eat well.
He always thought of the electronic storm that those people talked about doing evil things, but Zhan Chen seemed to have installed some kind of radar, and no matter where he hid, he would be found by serving him hot sweet milk.
Under the lamp, the hand was warm and steady, patiently placing the cookies one by one.
"The cookies will melt in the milk."
Zhan Chen taught him gently: "But if you fish it out in time, nothing will happen."
The same goes for electronic storms. As long as you get people out of here in time, nothing will happen.
Zhan Chen touched him and said, "You play the fishing game very well. Finding people in the storm is the same as fishing."
…
Yu Tang came back to his senses from his memories: "Senior Zhan, I have a question."
Zhan Chen asked: "What's the problem?"
Yu Tang: "How were you implanted with the program?"
"I have analyzed the system and found that this world does not yet have the scientific level to implant programs into normal people."
Yu Tang put down the milk and said, "He can only implant the program in people who have been in the electronic storm and have had part of their self stripped away. When was your first time in the electronic storm?"
Zhan Chen thought for a moment and said, "The sharp knife team fell into the electronic storm not long ago."
"That was his last large-scale experiment," Zhan Chen said, "and he confirmed two methods there."
One is like Shi Ji's, allowing the experimental subject to drift in the electron storm for a long time, fully monitoring and detecting it, and once the experimental subject leaves the electron storm, it will be immediately retrieved and the program implanted.
The other is faster and more rapid, but also has a lower success rate.
"Just let the test subject enter the electronic storm briefly, then immediately retrieve it and implant the program."
Zhan Chen said: "The experimental subject may even think it was just a dream."
The disadvantage of this method is that the subject's will is not completely erased, and it is not a complete "empty shell", which can easily cause conflicts with the program.
Once the conflict is too intense and exceeds the pressure that the brain can withstand, it may directly lead to the death of the subject.
The transformation that Zhan Chen underwent was of this type.
Yu Tang said nothing and nodded.
Zhan Chen touched his hair: "Why do you suddenly think of asking this?"
"I need to confirm one thing." Yu Tang stood up and tapped Shi Ji, "Little S7, change it."
Shi Ji was following the captain's orders, standing on the bumpy truck and using a water gun to spray the desperate trainees: "Mr. Yu, now?"
Yu Tang: “…”
Yu Tang: "In fifteen minutes, you get off that broken truck."
Shi Ji replied promptly, "Received."
…
Fifteen minutes later, Shi Ji handed over the training to his deputy and left the training ground for a short while.
He returned to the dormitory, changed into a clean training uniform, took a quick hot shower, and put two hot packs on his body.
Yu Tang was just carsick, not this serious: "No need to go to such trouble."
"Yes." Shi Ji said seriously, "I can be nice to whoever I want to be nice to now."
After a night of coma, Shi Ji had completely gotten rid of the implanted program, and his every move would no longer be restricted in any way.
Shi Ji himself was not afraid of the cold or pain. He swam across an icy lake in an environment of minus ten degrees Celsius and did not feel uncomfortable in his cold and wet training uniform.
But when Mr. Yu took over the body, he wanted to make Mr. Yu feel more comfortable.
When he was oppressed by the continuous high-intensity battles and was almost about to disappear and be completely swallowed up by the program, Mr. Yu patiently stopped and did nothing, just to let him sleep for a while.
Shi Ji thought hard for a while and said to Yu Tang: "Mr. Yu is the best electronic storm."
Yu Tang smiled and said, "Is the electronic storm still not that bad?"
"He's a bad person." Shi Ji said.
Yu Tang paused and said nothing, then he exchanged control of the body.
Shi Ji had tried his best to adjust the state of this body. Although he was still sore and tired from the intense training, his whole body was clean and refreshed, and he even held a piece of candy in his palm.
Yu Tang peeled the candy and put it in his mouth.
The sweet milky aroma melts in your mouth.
“… I’m thinking.”
Yu Tang put on his training uniform and left Shi Ji's dormitory. "For Sheng Cheng at that time, military merit and future were important. He controlled the best observer. There was no reason for him to take the initiative to die in the insect tide."
Yu Tang: "Even if the conservatives chose him as a sacrifice, there must be some reason that forced him to agree to this arrangement."
Zhan Chen asked: "Any clues?"
Yu Tang: “.”
Sheng Yi was admitted to the Military Academy a year ago, and Shi Ji was admitted a year earlier than him. Ten months before Shi Ji entered the Military Academy, Sheng Chen disappeared in the insect tide.
The total is two years and ten months.
Sheng Cheng had been missing for two years and ten months. This time point had appeared once in his work notes.
The system had just finished helping to organize the work notes and quickly turned the page: "The production time of Sheng Yi's customized mecha!"
Yu Tang walked towards the training ground.
In two months, it will be Sheng Yi's eighteenth birthday.
On his fifteenth birthday, Sheng Yi got his own customized mecha. He was so proud of it that he insisted that Shi Ji use a training mecha to practice with him.
By analogy, Shi Ji could actually have beaten him.
That was the first time that Shi Ji received punishment from the program. The intense pain pierced his brain, and the training mecha half-knelt down out of control. Sheng Yi's mecha couldn't stop its momentum and hit the mecha in the chest.
Shi Ji rolled down from the operating cabin.
Sheng Yi was startled, he had never expected to do such a cruel thing. Looking at Shi Ji curled up quietly on the ground, holding his head and shaking slightly, he thought Shi Ji was pretending to be sick to scare him.
"It's a punishment." Shi Ji fell to the ground, looking at Sheng Yi with a pale face, his expression still helpless and gentle, "It's a program in my mind. If I do something wrong, I will be punished."
Shi Ji asked softly: "Xiao Yi, the ground is very cold, can you help me up?"
Sheng Yi looked at him in confusion.
He never believed that people could have programs installed in their brains. He always thought that Shi Ji was deliberately fooling him because he didn't want to play with him: "Stop talking nonsense. Even if there is a real punishment, how much will it hurt? As long as my hands and feet are not broken, it's no big deal..."
Sheng Yi found him boring, so he left Shi Ji behind and drove his mecha to the underground training ground.
Sheng Yi turned on the simulator, played a whole set of simulated battles happily, and fell asleep in the mecha.
…
During that time, Wen Er happened to become the head of the general research institute.
During that period, the research on using specific electronic pulses to summon electron storms obtained a large amount of experimental data in the laboratory of the General Research Institute, and it was officially approaching maturity.
"Host!" The system just finished scanning Sheng Yi's mecha and reported to him, "In Sheng Yi's mecha, we found a hidden micro-electronic pulse device, and there are special electrodes for implanting the program in his helmet..."
Yu Tang walked to the edge of the training ground.
That mecha was a trap set by the conservatives. The conservatives needed a typical person to be sacrificed in the insect tide. In order to make Sheng Cheng cooperate willingly, they specially gave Sheng Yi a most advanced assault-type special mecha.
Sheng Cheng could never have imagined that the same method could be used not only on Shi Ji, but also on his own son.
The system couldn't figure it out: "But if Sheng Yi was also implanted with the program, why didn't he react at all over the years?"
Shi Ji was also thinking about this question. He was taking notes seriously and looked up: "Mr. Yu, I really didn't notice any abnormal behavior from Sheng Yi."
He has been responsible for taking care of Sheng Yi over the years. If Sheng Yi was implanted with the program, Shi Ji should be the first person to discover it.
Yu Tang asked Zhan Chen: "Senior Zhan, you can't figure it out either?"
Zhan Chen was looking up information and was speechless when he heard this: "Yes, I'm looking for a system without a penalty program..."
"It's not that complicated." Yu Tang said, "You are too clear-headed to think of this possibility."
Yu Tang: "Senior Zhan, is the program implanted in you asking you to cooperate with him and wipe out the self-will of the electronic storm?"
Zhan Chen paused.
He expected that Yu Tang already knew this, so he was silent for a moment before nodding: "Yes."
"You're in pain all the time because you're resisting the procedure."
Yu Tang said: "Little S7 has also been punished because he has always wanted to find himself and go back to help his captain."
But the program implanted in Sheng Yi by the conservatives is to make him always be the strongest mecha operator.
As long as Sheng Yi always thinks that he is the strongest and keeps finding excuses and reasons for his failure, he will not trigger the punishment and may not even be aware of the existence of the program.
Zhan Chen listened to the whole idea: "..."
"I didn't even think of this method at the beginning." Zhan Chen pressed his forehead, "If I had told myself that the electronic storm had lost its self-will and was addicted to milk and biscuits—"
Yu Tang smiled and said, "You have to wake up eventually."
The lies you weave for yourself, no matter how much you deceive yourself and how much you cover your eyes and refuse to see, will eventually be revealed.
Yu Tang stopped at the edge of the training ground.
Sheng Yi fell in the mud in a mess. He almost lost his mind in pain. He held his head tightly and rolled over, hysterically asking for help from anyone who could see him.
Sheng Yi saw the figure and rushed over desperately: "A program is punishing me! It's in my mind, save me—"
Sheng Yi's voice stopped abruptly.
He was breathing heavily, his vision blurred by the pain, and he saw Shi Ji's face in this blur.
Amidst the overwhelming pain and cold sweat, the memory of my fifteenth birthday suddenly popped into my mind.
Shi Ji was lying on the ground.
In fact, that person was very different from usual. Fine beads of cold sweat oozed out from his scattered hair, and his body was shaking slightly, but his expression was still as warm and tolerant as usual.
Shi Ji's eyes were dark and clear, looking at him quietly.
"Xiaoyi, the ground is very cold, can you help me up?"