The one-eyed eagle thought this was unbelievable: "Why did he blow up the space? Is he sick?"
"It's all bombed, why are there so many?" Lin Jingheng stepped onto the mecha and said to the one-eyed eagle, "Don't come up yet, do you want to die?"
The one-eyed eagle and he were almost able to lift the bar: "Bah, you don't need to fake Lu Bixing, you little bastard, what are you doing? It's against you!"
Although Lu Bixing was also sloppy and chatty, he didn't have a gunpowder store in his mind, so he knew the priorities of his father who was older than him. The terrifying explosion was getting closer, the ground began to tremble, and all the docked mechas started Trembling, Lu Bixing had no choice but to commit the following crime and force the arms dealer who was jumping on the ground into the mecha. Before the two of them could stabilize, the hatch was automatically closed and locked. Then, the defense system was turned on to the maximum power, and a particle cannon flew away. The mecha in the space entered and exited the verification gate, and the mecha flew out directly.
Small mechas usually cannot carry high-power power systems. To escape gravity, the entire power system needs to be warmed up for at least two and a half minutes. Therefore, in order to save the energy of the mecha itself, the general practice is to use the track where the mecha is docked as an external force to accelerate the mecha.
At this moment, the sky-rocketing flames shot up, and the explosions in the space formed a series, and it was obviously too late to warm up.
The mecha jumped directly onto the track, accelerating while sliding. Behind it, the track kept shattering, and the space was accelerating and collapsing in the explosion.
Lu Bixing didn't take his breath away, and hurriedly went to check the crazy spinning power system: "No, if it goes on like this, it will be successful if it cannot be accelerated."
He didn't say anything, the fuselage vibrated violently, the space began to break and twist from the middle, and the crazy alarm sound interrupted Lu Bixing's voice - the acceleration track completely collapsed, and the speed of the mecha was not enough, and it was attracted by the artificial gravity of the space. go in!
The streamlined fuselage rolled a few times in the air. The driver, Mr. Lin, was probably used to flying solo and lacked passenger-carrying experience. He didn't even have a prompt to say "Sit on your feet". His unlucky passengers collectively became a roller. The socks in the washing machine were thrown into a ball.
Luoluoxiaxiaxiaxiao said shuo
The four teenagers called out the effect of a choir, and the one-eyed eagle slammed its head against the cabin door. Looking at the expression, he must have dug out the eighteenth generation of Lin Jingheng's ancestors and greeted them.
Lu Bixing hurriedly grabbed a seat belt: "Lin!"
Then, the strong gravitational alarm suddenly changed its tone, and the artificial gravitational field of space became unstable, but this is obviously not a good thing.
One-eyed eagle: "It's going to explode, can you, the surnamed Lin, be able to—"
The next moment, the space of the poison nest exploded into a firework in the dark universe, and the huge energy slammed into the mecha defense system, and the damage degree of the defense cover exceeded 80%. The fuselage is directly on.
The sound of the siren and the voices of the passengers mixed up. Lin Jingheng said, "The backup energy is disconnected."
The mecha warrior broke away from the rear half of the fuselage as if he had broken his wrist. With this wave of energy, he increased his speed and burst into flames like a wild horse, flying towards the vast sea of stars in the eighth galaxy.
As soon as Lin Jingheng turned around, he pressed the base of his ear, which was aching from the noise, and asked thoughtfully, "Do you need antiemetic medicine?"
White was so dizzy that he knelt on the ground and retched, telling him in body language that he needed it very much.
This mecha was Lin Jingheng's small collection on the Beijing Star. He skillfully pulled out the medical equipment and threw the four students into the nursing room. The unconscious Ling Lingyi was tied to the electric shock chair by him, and then he started the automatic return flight, moved his stiff shoulders and neck, and opened the wine cabinet on the mecha.
Lu Bixing approached deliberately and asked, "Do you want me to drive?"
Lin Jingheng was silent for a moment towards the empty wine cabinet: "Is my wine good?"
Interstellar drunk driver Lu Bixing was speechless, so he had to laugh at him with eight bright white teeth.
"I didn't even have any wine bottles left," Lin Jingheng said with admiration, "Young master, your mouth is so good."
"The wine bottle is left, where is it." Lu Bixing raised his hand quickly, "Utilize waste to improve the boring ecological environment in the mecha."
Lin Jingheng looked up and saw a row of transparent wine bottles floating above his head. The bottles were filled with plant nutrient solution, and fluorescent grass was soaked in it. This genetically modified ornamental plant is very easy to support. Put it into the sealed nutrient solution. Once soaked, it will not die for three years and five years. The small leaves stretched evenly in the bottle, and the green fluorescent light swayed gently with the hanging bottle, as if the rotten grass was a firefly on a late summer night.
The faint light from the lighting on the wine cabinet hit Lin Jingheng's face, as if a filter had been applied to him. The ash on his face, the blood on his chin, and the faintly impatient expression on his face were all filtered out, like It was the person Lu Bixing had seen in the album many years ago.
For some reason, Lu Bixing's mind temporarily short-circuited, and he blurted out, "General, see you off."
Said, he immediately came back and almost bit his tongue, feeling that what he said was really inhuman, because his behavior was not borrowing flowers to offer Buddha - he bald Buddha's back garden!
Fortunately, Lin Jingheng didn't intend to have the same knowledge as him, so he turned around with a blank face, and Lin Jingheng said, "I've got the heart, but I'm still grateful for the green on the top of my head, so take it away and get out."
Lu Bixing: ""
"By the way," Lin Jingheng paused, "the medical room is over there, take out the illegal chip on your body first."
The one-eyed eagle, who was going to come over to look for trouble, heard a voice from a distance, and his face changed: "What chip?"
The moment Lu Bixing heard this sentence, his heart suddenly stagnates, and some kind of strong resistance surges up, which is not as strong as his character, as if a foreign beast is locked in his heart, and irritated by this sentence, he growls irritably: "No one wants to take my power away!"
Lin Jingheng looked at him calmly. Lu Bixing met his icy gaze, as if being poured down by a bowl of cold water. He was startled and thought, "I'm the one running the school, why do I need so much power?"
"Well, let's go." Lu Bixing vaguely sensed the danger of the chip, and responded absentmindedly, took two steps, and then he remembered something, "Then you two don't do it anymore, or I won't be able to fight. already."
The one-eyed eagle is allergic to the word "chip" now. Before Lu Bixing told him, he was shoved into the medical room by his old man.
Lin Jingheng watched them enter the medical room with his hands behind his back, thinking, "Strongly addictive."
Just now in space, he had this feeling faintly—otherwise, he couldn’t explain why Poison Nest, a small cult organization that originally belonged to the eighth galaxy, surrendered to the pirates outside the territory, and it was served from the inside out, no one questioned, no one questioned. One exception.
Humans have escaped the evolutionary process of natural selection since the ancient industrial revolution and even the older agricultural revolution, and chasing pleasure is like a cancer written in the genes. Before the foundation of the Garden of Eden, the debate over its addiction continued for half a century, and then it was put into trial operation through strict regulatory legislation. Now, whether the Garden of Eden is addictive has no meaning - it is the same as gasping, eating and drinking, become one of the elements of survival.
But the Garden of Eden is under supervision after all, and there are so many things that this wild chip can do.
Does this thing only exist in the Eighth Galaxy, or has it quietly flowed into the entire Alliance
Lin Jingheng turned the mecha cockpit into a single-person lounge and sat down slowly. Zhan Lu was silent, and quietly buckled on his arm, like an ordinary ornament.
At this time, Zhan Lu is just a mecha core. After all, it is not a complete mecha. The shield that helped Lu Bixing block the energy knife almost exhausted his energy. At this time, he had to use the mecha's energy system to charge slowly.
Without Zhan Lu, Lin Jingheng could not contact Bai Yinjiu.
Fortunately, it is impossible for him to take a group of idle people on an unknown journey, just to send these people back to Beijing Star safely, but he is not in a hurry to wake Zhan Lu.
On this day, too many things happened.
Lin Jingheng had a vague feeling of losing control. He closed his eyes and sank himself into the fine net of the mecha.
Connecting to Jingwang made the cockfighting concussion coma all the way, but for Lin Jingheng, who was accustomed to this connection, it was a way to rest.
The mecha returning along the established route, Jingwang is very calm at this time, and the subtle fluctuations collect the information around, Lin Jingheng's consciousness spreads to the boundless land with the fine net, and the heart rate is slowly decreasing.
He often uses this method to calm himself down, like a fish sinking into the bottom of the sea, quietly digesting everything.
In the entire mecha, every corner is within his sensory range, but the volume has been reduced a lot, which does not make him feel so noisy.
Lin Jingheng saw that Lu Bixing had taken out the chip, and the moment the chip left him, his body was doubled back—the knee joint that had been knocked heavily on the ground was shattered, and the arms that had been attacked by the militants of the poison nest suddenly disengaged, and the whole body was broken in multiple places. , the one-eyed eagle jumped up and down in distress. Fortunately, it didn't take long, it was all trauma, and the medical system on the mecha handled it quickly.
In the nursing room, each of Lu Bixing's four students received a dose of anti-dizziness medicine, which took effect very quickly.
White said: "Although I have to write a dozen inspections when I go back, I think it's worth it. With this experience, even if I immigrate to the seventh galaxy in the future, it will be enough for me to blow it all my life!"
Another boy, that is, Fighting Cock said: "I don't know whether we will separate colleges in the future. If we do, I must choose mecha to operate. It's too exciting."
"Almost irritated you to death." Mint said coolly, "Hey, nerd, pay me the balance before you immigrate."
"We're already on the verge of life and death now, but you only care about my money." White sighed. "By the way, doesn't our school have scholarships? What do you two need so much money for?"
"I want to support my family," Mint was silent for a while, "I belong to an orphanage. Last year, the dean ran away with the money, and the orphanage was also scattered, leaving a bunch of cubs behind. There's no way, how many of us are big After discussing it with me, I decided to give it a try and see if I can get money. If it doesn’t work, I’ll go my own way and let those little cubs fend for themselves. I’ve sold things on the black market, and I’ve modified weapons for people, but only I can make a little money, I heard that mecha design is the most profitable, so I will try my luck.”
Huang Jingshu was lying alone in the nursing room, a little out of place. At this time, she added: "Immigration is not good, it's the same everywhere."
Several students remembered that she was vacuolated, and knew that her family was probably a "lost" from another galaxy, so they didn't dare to answer for a while.
After being silent for a while, Mint deliberately broke the embarrassment and said to White, "Hey, nerd, aren't you rich? Make an offer and I'll write an inspection for you when you go back."
A few teens you bargained with each other.
"Wait back to school"
Lin Jingheng didn't listen any further, he swept across Huang Jingshu's stubborn face through the fine net, and remembered her name.
Jing Shu.
"Marrying someone from the Gurdon family is equivalent to marrying the 'Management Committee'. You think clearly, if you don't want to say no, I'm not dead yet."
"I'm voluntary, brother, what's wrong with marrying the management committee?"
Her tone of calling "Brother" sounded as polite and polite as calling "Your Excellency" and "Mr.". She didn't look him in the eyes when she spoke, her eyes stayed on the lower half of his face, smiled before saying a word, and asked I only answered one sentence, as if this brother was just a strange man.
He remembered the day when he was led away by Lu Xin, the little girl chased the car from behind until the car flew into the air track. She fell when she looked up, and the robot and the nanny screamed and rushed to take the car. She took it away, and Lin Jingheng couldn't see if she was crying.
So long ago.
Decades passed, and he didn't remember much of the little girl's appearance.
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