After Lu Bixing returned to the eighth galaxy, he let the soothing agent No. 6 carry a black cauldron, and took a day of sick leave.
But everyone reluctantly let him rest for a night, and soon he couldn't hold back, and all kinds of information began to bombard the chief indiscriminately.
The fact that he must wait for the landing is too much - the top priority, he has to arrange the ten silver guards, this is a major adjustment of the military defense system, and it is definitely not something that the commander can just sign an appointment letter.
At the same time, he had to immediately assess the external situation, and then made adjustments to various strategies and future development plans in the galaxy. The Heart of the Rose had an accidental contact with the Alliance Army, bringing the expected reconnection of the Eighth Galaxy to the outside world at least in advance. Fifty years, a lot of work has to be overturned and restarted.
Compared with these, news like "The Interstellar Expedition Team has made significant progress in natural wormhole technology" and "General Manager Lu is actually the posthumous son of General Lu Xin", which are usually worth making a fuss about the entire galaxy, have all been crowded out. Gossip entertainment section.
As for Lin Jingheng, he was imprisoned in the space prison for 16 years, and even the ten silver guards around him gathered in a hurry.
But no matter where he went, he would come back on time in the evening.
On the first day, Lin Jingheng went out to see Tulan. The sky was just getting dark, and Lu Bixing could no longer read any words. Soon, this discomfort quickly reflected on his physiology. He seemed to have swallowed a piece of lead in his stomach. But it was stuck there, constantly squeezing the surrounding internal organs. Lu Bixing couldn't help it. He avoided the sensitive home medical cabin, secretly ran to the bathroom to vomit, and ordered Zhan Lu, who likes to complain, not to talk any more. He was tongue-tied until Lin Jingheng came back.
At night, he tossed and turned like a miser, thinking back and forth hundreds of times what Lin Jingheng had said to him, and at the same time mulling over what he wanted to ask hundreds of times, but he still underestimated how cunning someone was. The answer Lin Jingheng gave him was similar to this—
"Why are you on an unnamed planet in the sixth system?"
"Someone took my eco-pod from the blast site."
"Who?"
"People from the Pirate Freedom Corps."
"Why were the Pirates of the Freedom Corps there? Why did they take you away? Why?"
Lin Jingheng raised a finger to his mouth: "Shh, this is tomorrow's story."
He seemed to have made up his mind to bury everything in the ground for the past sixteen years, and let him shovel a little dirt every day to get a glimpse of the truth. Soon, those things that Lu Bixing deliberately avoided and didn't want to see turned into things that he had to fight every day to get more words.
Lu Bixing also found that Lin Jingheng went home at a fixed time every day. No matter where he went or what he was doing, he would come back on time even if he left Kaixing to go to an alien planet.
The battlefield in space is changing rapidly, and the commander's grasp of time will affect the direction of the battle. Lin Jingheng is a person who maximizes precision. Therefore, General Lin's "punctuality" is accurate to the second. Whether Lu Bixing is at home or not, every day, he The moment the door was unlocked, the three hands of the antique clock used for decoration in the living room were all in the same position. If they were not there, it was usually a problem with the clock—Lin Jingheng was synchronized with the eighth galaxy time on his personal terminal.
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It's like a piano player on a clock telling the hour.
In less than a week, Lu Bixing felt that he had become Pavlov's dog, and he was about to train him. Every day when the secret time was approaching, half a minute earlier, the "click" sound of the second hand would become more pronounced. , his heartbeat would speed up involuntarily, and sometimes he would have difficulty breathing. At this time, he couldn't hear anything else when he told him, and then the countdown ended, and a sound like Zhan Lu's timed alarm would come from the door: "Welcome back, sir."
In the beginning, Lu Bixing often had trouble sleeping at night, the sleep time was short, and he was often awakened two or three times a night for no reason. Lin Jingheng found out once, and clasped his fingers on her body.
The biochip will strengthen people's five senses. Even in the dark night, Lu Bixing can see clearly. The person he touches with his fingertips pulls him out of nightmares, and when he opens his eyes, he can see that person's quiet profile. Holding her breath, she stared at Lin Jingheng for a long time, thinking nothing in her heart.
Waking up in the middle of the night suddenly became a less painful thing.
However, Lin Jingheng wouldn't stay with him all the time on the bed. Sometimes he stretched out his hand to feel the air, but the warmth was still there. At this time, he would often hear birds chirping outside the window, indicating that it was almost dawn, but it was still early. Close your eyes for a while and if the quilt is also cold, it usually means that he is going to be late.
Lin Jingheng used an unusually strong sense of rhythm and time to nail a wedge to Lu Bixing, who had been in the dark for more than ten years.
For humans, migratory birds, and animals that make great migrations at fixed times, the biological clock has a hidden and bizarre power. It is like the flowing water that spreads everywhere when it encounters a river, it will naturally flow downstream. If a person's sense of rhythm is strong enough, the horizontal and vertical lines he draws on the ground will involuntarily affect others.
One day, before six o'clock in the morning, the Galaxy City headquarters suddenly called the chief because of an urgent document. Lu Bixing opened the phone meeting the night before and opened until the second half of the night, and slept very late. He cleaned himself up, opened the closet, and took out two sets of shirts and trousers. In a state of unconsciousness, he folded one of the sets and put them on the head of the bed.
After half-tying the tie, Lu Bixing woke up, suddenly turned his head, looked at the shirt neatly placed on the empty bed with an unintelligible look, and was stunned for a long time.
At this time, Lin Jingheng, who came back from the morning exercise, just pushed the door and came in. Seeing him sitting on the edge of the bed, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on his forehead, ruffled his hair, and then picked up the clothes on the head of the bed and went into the bathroom. .
One of the two didn't wake up, and the other was sweating.
Lu Bixing heard the sound of water, and then he slowly touched the head of the bed where the clothes had just been placed, as if to confirm that the things he had just placed there had been taken away, then leaned down and took a deep breath on the pillow. Lu Bixing thought as if awake from a dream: "He is really back."
Before Lin Jingheng could dry his hair, the door of the bathroom was suddenly opened from the outside, and then, Lu Bixing grabbed his waist and pressed him against the water-soaked wall involuntarily. The brute force given by the biochip was a bit too much, but Lin Jingheng didn't resist, just looked at him quietly.
For the first time in such a long time, Lin Jingheng saw more intense emotions from those eyes full of depression and pain, like sparks that suddenly jumped in the dark night.
Lu Bixing asked: "You went to the Heart of the Rose that day, not because of the conflict between the alliance and the pirates, right? You want to come back, right? Why did you come back?"
He just traced back to the people of the Freedom Legion just yesterday. Through clues, he felt that the owner of the Freedom Legion was likely to have a close relationship with Lin Jingheng. He should continue to ask about this topic today, but suddenly he disrupted the order.
"Yes, it's a coincidence, it's almost time to know something happened - the second question," Lin Jingheng paused, then he said, "You."
Before the final sound had even landed, a kiss fell. At first, it was restrained and full of tentativeness. Then, it quickly became unrestrained. The abundant water vapor quickly condensed on the wall, wetting the head's clean cuffs, and the temperature rose straight up unexpectedly. Lin Jingheng lightly patted his stiff and tensed back, feeling the silent, saying no. Sixteen years that I can't even cry.
At this moment, Zhan Lu's voice suddenly sounded: "Principal Lu, the Galaxy City base called again to ask if you have already set off, and how long will it take to arrive?"
Lu Bixing: ""
He looked like he wanted to swear badly, but he used the thesaurus so much that he couldn't recall it for a while.
Zhan Lu asked "sympathetically": "Do you need me to push you for two hours?"
In a family, there are no old, weak, sick and disabled people who can't take care of themselves, and two big men who are not old and not young, why do they need an electronic housekeeper with such a high level of intelligence
Isn't a multifunctional housekeeping robot enough
Repairing Zhan Lu's fine net and restoring his mecha core function will probably be on the agenda.
The entire Galaxy City was busy.
Just Thomas Young was heartless and reluctant to think about Shu.
Since the official appointment has not yet been made, the secret military industry and technology cannot be casually watched, but the public museum near Galaxy City is enough to make him linger.
The museum is not actually a science base, it was built to commemorate the Civil War. But for a senior mecha engineer, just walking around in the mecha of the eight galaxies can roughly estimate their depth, not to mention the real war image data.
The engineering department sent a young man to be his tour guide. The tour guide was named "White". He was so thin and small, his thoughts were very detached and active, and he wanted to meet Thomas Yang rather late.
Thomas Yang praised him: "If you are in the first galaxy, your level is enough to get an excellent graduate from Ulan College."
White said nonchalantly, "Don't you mean that the outstanding graduates of Ulan Academy have to fight for their father? My father can't, but the school I went to is also the best in the Eighth Galaxy."
Thomas Young asked curiously, "What is the best school in the eighth galaxy."
"Xinghai College," White raised his chest, "the principal is Director Lu, the first laboratory system is Zhan Lu, and the first school director is General Lin."
Thomas Yang started to nod again and again, and when he heard the last one, he couldn't help but be surprised: "The financial situation of this school doesn't sound very good."
White waved his hand: "The eighth galaxy is not only poor, but it's not just us, it's just a little better in the past few years-Captain of the Three Guards, you should be interested in what's ahead. It's a display of some new technologies in the civil war. Of course, only civilians are on display. ."
Thomas Yang looked at it the same, and was amazed: "When others fight, civilization will be regressed, and you still have results?"
"The situation is pressing," White said, "Mr. Lu said that the most unique resource of the Eighth Galaxy is the abundance of natural planets. After so many years and such difficult times, everyone has worked hard to maintain the planet's ecology. In our hands, no one is a sinner for 100,000 years after death. At that time, the engineering department was the direct descendant of President Lu. Before these people were brought in, they were responsible for the maintenance of major artificial bases and natural planets, and they all understood what he meant. , the 'remote planetary defense mechanism' was driven out by them day and night at that time."
Thomas Young said: "It's only ten years."
More than ten years ago, when people outside ridiculed who were less skilled and illiterate, the Eighth Galaxy would always be pulled out for a walk. More than ten years later, the best mecha engineer of the Silver Third Guard was in the Eighth Galaxy. At the foot of the galaxy look up at the piles of glorious history.
"From the 19th century AD in the ancient earth era, many great changes did not even take ten years." White said calmly, "We are just struggling to live on our own one-third of an acre."
The museum is not big, and when it came to an end, White said, "Captain Yang Guard, it was a pleasure chatting with you. You are the second Captain of the Ten Silver Guards I know. You are even more fortunate than General Turan."
"Is there a good relationship with Turan, be careful that your virginity is not guaranteed," Thomas Yang Yi seriously touched his colleagues, "I'll introduce you to other people another day, but there's really nothing to get to know, Bai Yin Yi is prudish, Bai Yin Si is the general's Brainless fans, they will flatter all day long. It seems that Baiyin6 does not exist, and the sense of existence is about zero. Every time a meeting is held, they have to miss them in the first round. Baiyin10 is a bunch of sluts. As for Baiyin9 , like their boss, he is not a good person. You know that Turan is a prostitute, and he actually told me that our general and General Lu have an affair - our general hahaha, when the alliance was first indifferent, you said she What do you think?"
White didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Thomas Young asked White: "By the way, do you want to meet Dr. Harden, the first owner of the White Tower of the Alliance? Our general picked it up from nowhere. He is an old man who likes to chat in person."
White's eyes lit up: "Okay? Our first lesson in school, Mr. Lu was talking about the Garden of Eden."
Thomas Young: "He was discharged today, let's go!"
Because Dr. Harden is too old, after a long interstellar journey, he stayed in the hospital for more than half a month, and was just received by Lin Jingheng to be assigned to him by the eighth galaxy. If Lin Jingheng has a good attitude, Dr. Harden has a kind of His delusion that "the weasel greets the chicken for the New Year" always feels that he is either begging for something else or has bad intentions.
After listening to Lin Jingheng's report on Lu Bixing's situation, Dr. Harden was silent for a moment: "Nuwa's plan has been successful in the eighth galaxy, are you sure?"
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