Sister Smelly is not a law-abiding model citizen, even though this dilapidated base has limited electricity consumption, the private prison is very well built. The private prison is like a labyrinth hidden deep underground, with a double layer of electromagnetic signal shielding layers, and the layers of the prison doors are stinky, even as slender as mosquitoes and ants.
"Excuse me, Mr. Spencer, you should be 'ill' for a few days. If you need it, I will come to you at any time." Lin Jingheng disarmed Mrs. Smelly and his other guards, and threw them into a single room one by one, and detained them separately. Before leaving, he carefully admired the unique design of this underground prison, and waved at him, "It's a pity that you don't stay in such an exquisite place for a few days."
The stinky eldest sister cursed in her heart.
Lin Jingheng paused: "By the way, I have a bad temper, you should be careful not to talk nonsense."
Sister Smelly didn't dare to really irritate him, after hearing the warning, she had to swallow the filthy words back in her stomach, choked her neck in a circle, and said, "Wait for me!"
Said, without waiting for Lin Jingheng to taunt, he himself blushed first, and felt that this sentence was really short of heroic, like a pseudo-mother, and was so ashamed that he was about to cry.
Zhan Lu in the image of the robot raised a finger and said, "Sir, you have violated the relevant clauses of the 'prohibition of torture of prisoners' in the military management regulations of the alliance. According to estimates, the area and lighting conditions of the prison do not meet the standards of the alliance. , violated the basic human rights of prisoners, and you threatened the other party”
"Hmm," Lin Jingheng replied nonchalantly, "Is there anyone who wants to pay a fine?"
Zhan Lu: ""
"Without fines, there will be no human rights." Lin Jingheng pressed down the little thumb raised by the manipulator Zhan Lu, "Don't enter irrelevant data yourself if you have nothing to do with it. Who did you learn from? You even raised your orchid fingers."
Further down from the private prison is the underground warehouse where Sister Smelly stores the mecha. Lin Jingheng took Zhan Lu directly to the elevator. The three-core heavy mecha is referred to as 'Chongsan' for short. The body is more than one kilometer long. As early as 240 years of the new star calendar, it has been completely eliminated from the army by the alliance.
"The last time I saw Chongsan was when I was studying at Wulan College." Lin Jingheng said.
"In your first year of school, you got full marks in mecha operation, but other subjects are not very good." Zhan Lu said, "General Lu Xin privately called the principal and asked to withhold your scholarship for that year, so as to avoid fueling the arrogant evil spirit of partial subjects. , but the principal is very dogmatic and rejected him on the grounds of school rules."
Lin Jingheng was taken aback: "What?"
He was only fourteen years old when he entered Wulan College. He was the youngest student in the school. He was rebellious and went his own way. Many teachers sued Lu Xin. He was so impatient with the talk that he would definitely get a scholarship by the end of the school year. Bet, the bet is to shut up General Lu for a summer vacation. After all, two months of holding back and not being able to talk at length is a torture for General Lu.
Zhan Lu defended the previous owner with a stern voice: "General Lu Xin cares about your education very much, and it's not that he cheated because he was afraid of losing to you."
Lin Jingheng: ""
Yes, then he is quite upright.
Although Chongsan is ancient, it is a heavy mecha after all, and its magnitude is not the same as that of ordinary mechas. The mecha "Beijing" is like a small plastic beetle when it is placed in front of it. A small earthquake, if it moved around underground, could probably topple a row of streets.
Fortunately, it can't actually move around.
As soon as Zhanlu's fine net was covered, Lin Jingheng found out that the mecha core of this mecha was seriously damaged, and if it was basically scrapped, it would be able to make some noise in advance. It should have been an accident where the plane crashed and people died. It was caught by an unscrupulous trader and came back to maintain a shell. It was sold as a rare item on the black market at a high price, and the big fool who didn’t know the goods was fooled. of.
"This should be the last batch of three-core mechas produced by the alliance in the 170th year of the new calendar. Since then, it has entered the era of super-space heavy mechas. The technology has been turned upside down, and the old models have been discontinued." Zhan Lu's voice echoed in the mecha storage. As he spoke, a fluorescent light appeared on the manipulator and landed on the tail of the mecha, "Look, there is a production number here."
"All the heavy mechas in the alliance have files. Even if they are scrapped, they will be recycled. Logically speaking, they should not flow outside." Lin Jingheng looked up at the huge fuselage. "Go through your database and check by the production number. What the hell is going on with this mech?"
"Sir, I can't find this number in my database. This is a mecha that was not recorded when it was manufactured."
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Lin Jingheng frowned deeply.
Heavy mechas are different from ordinary small mechas. Heavy armors are the most important weapons in the country. The military management is extremely strict.
What does this mean
Lin Jingheng suddenly turned around and strode out.
One-eyed eagle was waiting for him at the entrance of the private prison, but he didn't follow, because he was afraid that he would shoot the stinky elder sister with a slip of his hand. Hearing the footsteps, the one-eyed eagle said without turning his head, "What are you going to do?"
"Check the material reserves and weapons and equipment, including this base and the two secret warehouses behind him, to confirm whether the combat readiness is sufficient." Lin Jingheng said, "Then I will use the hardware of the base to open external communication and positioning, and summon the Ten Silver Guards and the Silver Nine. It was lost in the periphery of the eight galaxies. It should not be far from here. In addition, there is a 'Chongsan' below. The core of the mecha is seriously damaged. It is just right to put Zhan Lu on it to solve his power consumption problem. We need to find one elsewhere. The mechanic will do an overhaul, and I'll go to Lu Bixing."
The one-eyed eagle made a "uh" sound, and rarely quarreled with him. Following behind Lin Jingheng, he paused, and suddenly asked, "Open the external communication, and the coordinates here will be exposed."
"Well, I know," Lin Jingheng said. "Once the combat preparations are counted, they will be transferred to the two secret warehouses of Spencer along the underground channel. Just use this base as a bait to give Baiyin Jiu a knife."
Cyclops said, "I didn't say supplies—what about these people at the base?"
Lin Jingheng didn't look back: "What's the matter with me?"
The one-eyed eagle looked at his back with a complex look: "After five years of leaving the alliance, I haven't made you feel any human touch."
Lin Jingheng sneered at him: "Do you want Aresvon's head, or do you want to play 'Star Tycoon' in this ghost place full of humanity?"
While they were talking, the two had already left and came to the gate of the administrative building. At this moment, a burst of cheers erupted not far away. Everyone ran in one direction, the unkempt housewives poked their heads from the dense residential buildings, and the stupid children who were chasing and scurrying also stretched their necks—
I saw that in the middle of the space, the towering 360-degree rotating screen actually came to life again, and a transparent black film floated in the artificial atmosphere directly above to isolate the strong light during the day and avoid affecting the painting. Quality, the screen opens layer by layer like petals under the light-blocking film, holding up the three-dimensional imaging.
It was the title of an old movie, the slow motion swept slowly, the flowers all over the mountains gradually bloomed, a beam of light came in from outside the field of view, and the audio equipment buried in every corner of the space collectively played a low violin concerto, and the speakers were in disrepair for a long time. Some of them are broken, and some are still lingering, but they are out of tune, and the desolate voices are mixed together, as if echoes from beyond the distant starry sky. People were silent at first, then cheered, and poured into the screen like a festival. Small Square.
The square has long been turned into a temporary dumping point for the disposal of domestic garbage in the base. The stench is high, and people are inaccessible. People soon began to clean up the garbage on their own initiative. The screams and whistles almost overshadowed the soundtrack of the movie.
For 50 years, in this isolated space, they have been dependent on each other for life, and they have never dared to expect any changes in the immutable and cramped life.
An old man cried, because although there are tall buildings, artificial blue sky, and fake gravity in space, there are no mountains and deep valleys, and there is no winter and summer travel year after year, and the beauty of those planets is too far away from them. It was so far away that she had forgotten the taste of the spring breeze blowing through the wet soil.
Not far away, Lu Bixing was thrown up by a group of people in rags.
"Don't, don't, normal enthusiasm is fine, I can't bear it if I'm too enthusiastic, everyone watch the movie in a civilized manner, civilized!" He hurriedly pushed back, "That grandfather should stop making fun of him, get out of the way, I have to break your bones. No! Isn't it just a screen, don't get excited yet, we still have more projects to do!"
Lin Jingheng frowned slightly and stopped.
Lu Bixing nimbly got out of the crowd and stepped into a trash can. He dug out a loudspeaker out of nowhere, which may have been a product of the age of the earth, covered with ashes from two eras. Lu Bixing bent over and grabbed the silly student cockfighting. With the innocent face of the cockfighting, he used his white shirt to clean the loudspeaker with the size of his thumb, and paused the movie on the screen.
In time, Lu Bixing might be able to go out and organize a cult - a small trash can, but he was stunned to step out of the auditorium of Xinghai College.
"Hey," Lu Bixing shook his head, "the sound effect is not good, how many years has it not been maintained? I will find out the design drawings, and we will dig them out one by one to repair - Hello everyone, I am your boss, Mr. Spencer, who just picked it up from the sky. , My main job is a teacher, my side job is a repairman, from the atmosphere of the mecha merchant ship, down to the energy board of the water pipe stove, except for the plasma energy tower in the sky and the toilet in your home, you can come to me for consultation."
The crowd laughed.
The one-eyed eagle sighed and planned to pass through the crowd to call Lu Bixing back.
Lin Jingheng did not move, leaning against the coquettish administrative building, he watched from a distance the young man giving a speech on the trash can.
"This is just the first step," Lu Bixing enthusiastically painted a big cake for the residents of the base, "The screen is repaired, and then we can repair the sound around the city. After all, entertainment is a major event in life. While we watch movies and work, we do other big things."
Someone below asked, "What's the big deal?"
"First of all, we must sort out the energy system of the base, and strive to ensure that everyone has power supply 24 hours a day, and the Self-Defense Force can have a mech exercise at any time." Lu Bixing said, "The energy keeps up, and we will re-plan and repair the life in the base. facilities, improve various ecological cycles, and build a planet-level anti-missile defense system”
Gloria, the capital of the eighth galaxy, does not have an anti-missile system. The hillbillies in the base were shocked by this huge cow. Lu Bi did not say anything, and the audience burst into laughter.
Someone shouted: "Then we can fight the star thieves and expedition to the eight galaxies?"
"We still have to set up a coalition government and go to the pinnacle of life! Hahaha, then I demand legislation, and all the pariahs outside will kneel down for me, kiss my stinky feet and lick the soles of my shoes, except for beautiful women."
"Come down, boy, I still want to watch a movie."
"Can you fix the junk snacks of the Self-Defense Forces first?"
"No, he just said not to repair the toilet."
"Hey boy, how can you discriminate against toilets, does your ass agree?"
Cockfighting couldn't bear it anymore, relying on his stature, he jumped up from the crowd, picked up the loudest one and started to do it. At the same time, there were members of the Self-Defense Forces who happened to be off duty mixed in the crowd, wanting to watch the show The movie, who was abused for no reason, immediately joined the battle in a fit of rage and became a group.
Lu Bixing took off the loudspeaker without paying much attention. He had long been accustomed to the ridicule of the crowd. He sat down on the trash can. He fiddled with the multimedia music library of the base and picked an old bullfight song for the heroes. Accompaniment, followed by whistling.
Someone next to him handed him a cigarette. It was a very cheap bargain. Lu Bixing turned his head and saw that the person who handed the cigarette was a young man with a young face and a strong youthful air, no more than twenty years old. He was already wearing the uniform of the Self-Defense Forces.
Lu Bixing happily took it over: "Thank you, what's your name?"
"Saturday."
"Is your surname Zhou? You don't seem to have oriental blood."
"No, I'm an orphan with no surname. The day they found me happened to be Saturday, so they called me that," the boy shrugged. "Anyway, in the eighth galaxy, the name doesn't really matter."
His forehead is full, his eyes are straight and deep, his lips are thin, and the corners of his mouth are slightly turned down. Looking at his face, people think that he looks quite "smart", but he is a little arrogant.
Asked Saturday: "They're fighting, aren't you angry?"
Lu Bixing sighed: "God made me handsome, and I'm also very distressed."
"Outside, you're actually a writer, right?" Saturday said, "First time in a dungeon?"
Lu Bixing held the cigarette and turned to look at him.
"The base itself is an abandoned supply, and the government doesn't want it anymore, so the smugglers dare to pick it up and use it secretly," said Saturday, "The energy tower in the sky is also picked up. Have you ever seen a fake sun on top of a serious space? ? That energy tower is an experimental product that was not recovered in the old ephemeris era. It was scattered in the eight galaxies, and was dragged by us to use it as the sun. Otherwise, the sun will not be seen, and these old wastes will easily commit suicide - our base is Picking up rubbish and spelling it out is no different from a kennel built by a homeless man with a cardboard box on the side of the road. Maybe one day a strong wind will blow it up. Everyone doesn’t say it. ."
"Heaven and Earth were all picked up by scavengers?" Lu Bixing seemed a little surprised.
A self-deprecating smile on Saturday.
Then I heard Lu Bixing sigh again: "Then you are not similar to the legendary creatures, are you too awesome?"
A bit speechless on Saturday.
Lu Bixing laughed and patted him on the shoulder. He saw the one-eyed eagle squeezing into the crowd with a grumpy face from a distance. He jumped off the trash can: "My dad is here, maybe he asked me to eat, let's chat another day, you My students are about the same age, and you can come and listen to my lectures when you are free."
The one-eyed eagle beckoned to him with a sinking face: "What about the little burdens in your luggage, don't you care about them?"
"It's alright," Lu Bixing said, "they are senior hooligans who know how to fight and not be bad. Let them move around, just treat it as a gym class."
Cyclops had a laser gun inserted in his trousers, with a fierce look on his face, the people who gathered to fight automatically avoided him, and quickly made way for him.
The one-eyed eagle put his hands behind his back and was silent for a while: "You already knew that Big Sister Smelly concealed the news of the star thief."
"Um."
"when?"
"When we met," Lu Bixing threw the cigarette butts into the trash after a few steps away, "the level of the Self-Defense Forces under his command is not much better than that of my students. It looks like they have never touched a mecha before. As soon as I heard you said that he bought mechas in large quantities and paid in installments - but I thought you guys were going to fix it here for a while, I didn't expect Lin to tear his face so quickly."
The one-eyed eagle gave him a deep look: "So you called those little cubs out?"
"Mint's whole family is on Beijing Star, and White's parents are ready to emigrate," Lu Bixing smiled restrainedly, "Vitas and Xiao Huang too."
One-eyed eagle: "Are you afraid that they will get excited?"
"Did you do it?" Lu Bixing glanced at him, "Dad, you will become the third highest in the future."
The one-eyed eagle raised his hand and slapped him on the back: "If your student didn't happen to leave, you might not be able to do without Beijing Star."
The author has something to say: "Planet Tycoon" is a business game in the new Ephemeris era, where players can build their own beautiful new world on a bare planet.
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