After the competition summary meeting, all departments started to take action to prepare for the launch two days later. After leaving the B612 asteroid, the Xingtian Ship is on the way to finish the cruise. They will return to the Gamma military base. Tribute to Emperor Qin Feng Anderson who fought against the Zerg in the Battle of Dawn but died at the hands of the Betrayer.
Tomorrow is the time to set off. Ryan took advantage of the one-hour break at noon to go to Xingmang Town, and bought some local specialties as souvenirs to take home. Rough but fragrant rye, dry and firewood There are not a few people who have the same behavior as Ryan, such as the jerky wolfbane with a little smell, and the fermented fat of the strange wolfbane. They can be distributed to relatives and friends when they return home after the cruise. Although the taste is not acceptable to everyone, it is still liked by many people as a gift and a taste of its characteristics.
Ryan still has one thing to buy before he can return to the ship. He pushed open the hinged door of the Red Orange Bar, and walked into the bar with the scent of ale and oranges. A soldier of B612, the bartender Xiao Li stood behind the bar and carefully wiped the glasses. Ryan sat on the high stool next to the bar, and tapped the bar twice with his right hand casually, "Two barrels of rye wine, send to Xing Tian Ship."
The bartender Xiao Li nodded, and shouted behind him, "Add two barrels of rye wine, and send them to Xingtian Ship later."
A thick answer came from behind, "Understood."
After ordering the best ale in B612, Ryan raised his hat and signaled as a gentleman, and then he was ready to leave. Xiao Li, who was wiping the glass, walked across from him at some point, and crossed the bar counter with his slender fingers. The hand that was still on the bar counter, with fingertips running across the back of the hand was full of hints, the fake and shy bartender lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice: "Don't you want to leave some good memories in Xingmang Town? "
Ryan was not in the mood to flirt with others, so he withdrew his hand directly. The other party's invitation and undisguised flirting did not cause any waves in his heart, and he was even a little distracted thinking that the bartender should wipe his face before acting. The face and cheeks with the fermented fat debris of wolf poison beast can't make people more attractive.
"Leave it to those who need it," Ryan said.
The bartender bit his lower lip in displeasure, and looked at Ryan with stubborn eyes. He asked unwillingly, "Why?" There were so many people coming and going in the bar, and he thought the little officer in front of him was the most pleasing to the eye, but he was rejected up!
Lane said bluntly: "I have a family."
"Tch, it's just a wife and a family." The bartender dismissed this. Whenever a warship docks at the B612 asteroid, how many people with families develop a romantic encounter here, and talk about a free, unrestrained Genes are suitable for restrained love. "Is your marriage free love or assigned by the empire? Needless to say, a single-minded person like you must have never been in a relationship. A wife is the best result of genetic adaptation. Are you satisfied? Do you love him? Hehe, there are not many genetically compatible marriages in the empire that are happy, they are just living together, and marriages that are together for the sake of reproduction will not be happy."
"Are you very dissatisfied with getting married?" Ryan's tone was slightly doubtful but determined from the beginning.
The bartender didn't answer directly. He said, "Only by staying on a small remote planet can you have relative freedom. You haven't answered me yet. Is there love in your marriage?"
"I love him." There is no doubt that Ryan loves his wife and Auston, and he doesn't need other people's approval, as long as he clearly understands his own heart. Ryan had already stood up, he nodded slightly, turned and walked out without any pause.
Hearing Ryan's answer, the bartender's mind went blank for a moment, and he wanted to sneer back, arguing that finding love in genetic adaptation is like finding sweetness in fermented fat of wolf poisonous beasts, it is stupid and incurable, but He looked at the back of Ryan leaving, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Many people who avoid genetically compatible marriages will choose to escape to remote small planets. People on these planets have no need for credit points at all, and even the usage rate of personal terminals is not high. The star coins they use are rarely seen in big cities. banknotes. When the age of adaptation was reached, the empire issued a red warning, but they didn't care at all.
Ryan walked to the door, and when he was about to open the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, and an adventurer with his hat on and carrying a cage walked in. The cage in his hand was covered with a layer of black cloth, and the little thing inside was obviously a living creature. Objects kept hitting the cage, making bang bang bang noises.
Ryan's sight only stayed in the cage for a second, and the adventurer noticed it. He lifted a corner of the black cloth to reveal the little things inside, and tried his best to sell to Ryan, "A mutated griffin, the poor little one was abandoned by its parents, do you want to buy one, it's very cute, buy it back A home can be a pet."
"Deceitful George is starting to lie again. Don't believe the soldier. Mutated griffins don't live long at all. They will suffer from rickets and can't live for three years."
"It will also eat a lot of food, damn it, I raised one more than ten years ago, it is a normal griffin beast, three meals a day, every meal must have meat, more than I eat, don't give it Meat is violent and almost killed me."
"and after?"
"Sold it, gave it to a pirate, do whatever you want with that thing."
The guy known as Deceitful George was not annoyed at all when he was exposed by his peers. He smiled and sold the only harvest of this trip-a mutant griffin abandoned by his parents. "Just raise a fresh one, throw it away when it dies, the fur is not bad, you can make a scarf if you peel it off. Its atavistic peculiarity makes it have no sharp beak and eagle claws, and it looks more like a small white bird. Lion, you can hurt no one by pulling out your nails and grinding your teeth."
The griffin beasts living on B612 are absolute overlords. They have the body of a lion, the head, wings and claws of an eagle, and dominate the sky and land. It is said that they are a combination of two creatures, and their descendants have a certain atavism. Chances are, the little beasts returning to their ancestors will be ruthlessly abandoned by their parents. But no matter how powerful the beast is, it cannot escape the hands of humans. There are many small griffin beasts smuggled out of the planet every year. On the little beasts, they were adopted by humans after being abandoned, I don't know whether it is good or bad.
Ryan looked at the cage. A white fluffy creature crouched in the corner with its small wings restrained, showing its immature teeth to the humans outside, with fierce breasts.
This is not just an atavistic griffin, but an albino creature, genetically flawed and difficult to raise.
"Isn't the badge of the Golden Crusade just like a winged lion? Isn't this ancestral griffin a good match?"
Ryan glanced at the rambling adventurer lightly, and the adventurer who was still waiting to continue selling was shocked, smiled embarrassingly, put down the black cloth and was ready to leave. He was stopped by Ryan, "How much?"
There is a door! The adventurer's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth, "Fifty thousand."
Ryan smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Do I look easy to deceive?"
The adventurer almost nodded. Ryan looked like the kind of boy who was born in a good family and had never seen much darkness in society. His gentle eyes seemed to be innocent and naive. If the adventurer saw Ryan choking someone's neck , I certainly don't think he's easy to deceive.
"five hundred."
The adventurer almost jumped up, "I risked my life to bring this back from the icy grassland, five hundred, what are you doing..." Touching Ryan's indifferent gaze, the adventurer choked on his neck , He found his tongue after a few "ho ho ho ho" sounds like a goose that had been strangled, and said decisively: "deal."
Those who dare to be adventurers are very sensitive to danger. Those who act boldly and without any scruples are either superior in martial arts, or the grass on the grave is five meters high.
When Ryan left the Red Orange Bar, in addition to the one he held in his hand at the beginning, there was also a cage covered with black cloth. The little guy in the cage didn't appreciate it. He didn't appreciate the person who carried him for saving his life. It began to hit the cage violently, and the dignity flowing in the blood of the griffin did not allow the beast to be trapped in a small cage.
That is to say, Ryan has great strength and skill, so he didn't let the cage go. The adventurer used a good cage with excellent quality. Pets are allowed on the Xingtian Ship, and while floating in the vast universe, one must take some decompression measures. Raising harmless small pets is a good way.
"Your pet is a bit special." The logistics department, the place in charge of registering pets, the clerk looked up and down at the little thing smaller than a cat in the cage. Looking up half-jokingly, he said, "Are you sure this is a kitten that hasn't been weaned yet?"
The little white beast has unfelt hair, its wings are covered with fluff, and there are only two pointed deciduous teeth in its mouth that look a bit fierce. It will not be more than one month old, but it is already a poor little thing that has been forced to wean.
Ryan said: "The return voyage will be over in three months, and it will be bigger than a cat, and it will not hurt anyone. I will take it home by then, and will not stay on the ship." It's harmless and cute for a while.
The clerk raised his eyebrows, "You actually want to keep this destructive beast at home, do you know how big a griffin is when it grows up?!"
"The body is 4 meters long, the weight is 260 kilograms, and the wingspan is more than 7 meters." Ryan grinned, shy and shy, showing the swell of the landlord's silly son, "My family runs a farm, and there is a fairly big planting star. "
Clerk: "..." He shed tears of poverty in his heart, and his wallet limited his imagination. "You catch it, throw it into the cleaning cabin, take a bath, and then give it an injection. Oh, yes, there is a name tag around its neck. What name do you give it? I can engrave it on the name tag later. "
"Dafu."
What is this? don't know. The clerk decided not to ask further questions, so as not to hear another answer that made his wallet tight.
Opening the cage, Ryan reached in and grabbed it.
"Aww." The ancestral griffin, which has been named Dafu, huddled in the corner and bared its teeth at Ryan's hand, making a childish cry. I found that the hand didn't stop at all, and the fearlessness derived from the blood made it rush over, holding the hand and biting wildly, licking the saliva of Ryan's hand, = = the little glutinous rice teeth in the mouth are nothing at all Lethality, but bites people itchy.
The little griffin that resisted was thrown into the clean cabin, where it took its first bath in its life. It was washed by water and blown by the wind again. The little beast screamed and tried to keep fighting. The posture, but the strength is too small, there is no way to do it. When it was taken out of the cleaning cabin by Ryan, it forgot to resist, and grinned at the cleaning cabin, as if rushing forward to punch and kick. However, after being given an injection by the clerk's part-time veterinarian, its enemy became the clerk, waving and grabbing to give the clerk a hard time.
The clerk was scratched lightly, and pinched Dafu's cheek playfully, "This little thing is wild and unruly, you have to be careful when raising it."
"Yeah." Ryan thinks so too. In the future, they will be raised in the forest where the stars are planted. It's fine if they are wild. "Are there any calcium tablets for animals?"
"Yes, there is also pet food, do you want it?" The clerk sells it, and if he sells it, he will get his commission.
Ryan looked down at Dafu who was still licking his paws. This little guy will eat meat in the future, "Try a bag." People almost ran out of meat.
Dafu didn't know that his flesh had been withheld since he entered the master's hands. He kept licking his punctured leg, his amber eyes were full of doubts, as if he was thinking why the wound disappeared even though it hurt so much.
Carrying the little beast back to the dormitory, Oston was inside, wearing an apron and clumsily operating the coffee machine, trying to make a cup of perfectly smooth coffee. Ryan had Amy lying in bed weak with gastroenteritis in his mind...
Ryan said happily, "I'm back, look what I brought back."
Auston turned his head and saw the little beast obediently lying in Ryan's arms. God knows how it was cleaned up just now to be so honest.
"The ancestral griffin?" Oston came over, took the little beast in Ryan's arms, and obviously felt the little guy's tense body relax, accompanied by a relieved "huh".
"If you don't buy it, you will be skinned." Ryan's voice has already come from the coffee machine, "Take it home after the cruise, and train it to herd cattle. If it doesn't work, it will be raised in the woods."
Oh
Ston stretched out his hand to scratch the little beast's neck, and touched the cold nameplate with his fingers. He took it out and saw that the name of the little beast was engraved on it—Dafu.
Strawberry Daifuku. Little Strawberry, Daifuku.
"Started to make a small mecha?" Oston had a guess, he carried Dafu and walked to Ryan. The coffee he had never been able to make had been formed under Ryan's hands, and beautiful patterns were drawn on the surface of the cup.
Ryan glanced at Daifuku who was about to practice his teeth with Auston's fingers, Daifuku's amber eyes swished away, he stopped peeking at Ryan with a guilty conscience, and closed his mouth obediently, not waiting for an opportunity to bite his fingers. The Griffin has a very high IQ, which is equivalent to a ten-year-old child. Dafu has learned to read people's eyes at such an age, and his future is limitless.
Ryan withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "Soon, you will be able to see Little Strawberry."
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In the port of the B612 military base, the huge mobile steel castle Xingtian ship and its frigates are ready, and the engines are roaring. As long as the commander-in-chief gives an order, the fleet can leave the asteroid. The ground garrison stood in a row in the distance, and they looked up at the Xingtian ship. When they meet again, it will be the next cruise season.
"salute!"
With an order, hundreds of garrisons saluted together, and the Xingtian Ship responded with a heavy humming sound while they watched. The ship slowly flew up, faster and faster, farther and farther, casting a huge shadow on the ground. The empire's top cruiser battleship broke away from the atmosphere of the asteroid B612, broke free from the asteroid's gravity, and arrived at the predetermined coordinates. B612 became a palm-sized blue planet outside the window. All the frigates surrounded the Xingtian ship, and the formation assembled to prepare for departure.
Xing Tian Ship Command Center.
The deputy captain reported, "General, the fleet formation is complete, please give instructions."
Auston looked at the mysterious and deep universe through the huge screen, and said calmly: "Let's go."
With an order, the Xingtian Ship and the frigate increased their speed and started to march. They will go through several jumps to the Avenue of Dawn, stay at the site of the Battle of Dawn for a while, and then return quickly.
During the journey, apart from normal training and work, the soldiers have leisure time. They can choose to rest and entertain, or they can choose to recharge themselves and improve continuously. I think not many fighters will waste time on the Xingtian Ship, which is fiercely competitive and has a strong learning atmosphere. In X dormitory area of Xingtian Ship, Room 1806, Ryan is making his little mecha during the rest day.
Ryan avoided some risks at the beginning of the design of the small mech, but still encountered a series of problems in actual operation. He adjusted it while making adjustments, and revised the drawings many times during the process of making. When it was finally formed, he was surprised to find that he made it by himself. It is no longer a nanny-type mecha that is both protective and entertaining, it has become a big killer! As long as the user is willing, he can carry 20 compressed particle cannons, six grenades (can be combined with any combination of anti-personnel bombs, explosive bombs and anti-explosive bombs), four pulse guns, and an improved Gatling can be installed on the back. Heavy machine guns (can fire more than 2,000 rounds of bullets in one minute), laser swords, heavy steel knives, and small daggers are installed on the left and right arms, and compressed air cannons can be fired from the palm.
It also has the functions of flying and diving.
Ryan has not forgotten its nanny side, loaded with audio-visual equipment, has recorded more than a thousand songs, more than two hundred movies...
Ryan used the weapons found in the warehouses of the Mechanical Repair and Mecha Repair Departments to remodel them, put them into the small Mecha, and it looked like it is now. If it is sent to the battlefield, it is no longer as simple as being able to disable a Zerg. It can cover a melee team for a "three-three" attack.
The blueprint was finalized, and the small mecha took shape. Ryan was a little reluctant to dismantle the weapon, so he simply put it on. Now looking at the little mecha armed to the teeth, he feels a bit of a toothache. If it is taken out, it will be confiscated.
The Gatling was removed, the pulse gun was removed, and the two crossed steel knives were also removed because they were too obvious. From this point of view, it is just an ordinary little mecha, that is, there are a little more weapons hidden in the dark, just weapons. After the cruise, go to the ammunition manufacturing department of the base to see if you can customize cannon. shells and bullets.
The mecha is sixty-five centimeters high, not counting all kinds of weapons and ammunition, and weighs only forty kilograms. It has a beautiful shape, smooth body lines, and "muscles" that are slightly raised but not exaggerated. A sense of restraint.
The original silver metal color has been covered by Ryan with black. This coating can absorb all light and make the mech "invisible". Black is the background, and short red lines are drawn on the edges of the breastplate, back armor, armguards, etc. The impactful color makes the pupils of the people who see the small mecha suddenly constrict, and lament that the small mecha is deadly and dangerous beauty of.
If you ignore a small strawberry on the right shoulder.
Ryan spray-painted a strawberry on the shoulder of the little mech, with a green stem, red flesh, and small seeds...it looks so cute.
"Ahem, cute, um, mighty cute..." Ryan thought for a while and adjusted, "Cute and mighty..."
Either way seems odd.
This is the name Alston gave, and there is no reason to change it after it is settled. It's because he didn't do well, he didn't show the cute side of the little mecha...
"Very good, you will be called Little Cutie from now on... No, Little Strawberry." Ryan opened the AI implant slot in the back of Little Strawberry's head, and imported the AI that he had kept for many, many years into it.
Because it is a small mecha, it cannot carry a driver, so the requirements for artificial intelligence are higher. It needs to better understand human instructions. When it is used on the battlefield, it needs to have the ability to judge the situation, but artificial intelligence is too independent. Thinking ability and human nature have been topics that have been discussed and debated by humans for many years—is such a robot a human or a machine? Are robots with independent thinking ability good or bad for humans
Discussions and controversies have been going on and have never stopped, and humans have never stopped the development of artificial intelligence, so I won’t say much here.
The process of importing is not fast. The hard drive that Ryan took out to store the AI is a few years old, and the reading speed is a bit slow. He is going to the big kitchen to have a simple lunch. Inch, six-inch... Oversized 16-inch, 20-inch, with small dried fish with both ends turned up around the edge, opening its small mouth to reveal a mouthful of small and sharp teeth, as if singing praises to the moon.
Unlike when Ryan ate it for the first time, looking up at the starry sky has improved a lot. Smoked chicken breast is piled in the middle of the pizza, and a lot of red and green pepper rings are placed, which looks more appetizing. The kitchen no longer strictly controls the use of ingredients, and it seems that the supply ship is coming soon.
"Small dried fish is a good thing, and Ryan will be so powerful after eating it."
"Who did you hear that from?"
"It seems to come from the melee side, Ryan and the melee soldier king Derrick, they ate a lot of small dried fish before the game."
"My God, B612's dried fish is so good, I would have bought more if I knew it."
"Hey, I bought a lot, it's good for that."
Ryan: "…"
If I had known earlier, I would not have advertised this for the kitchen orz.
Ryan didn't plan to eat in the kitchen, so he quickly left the dining room and returned to the dormitory with some food. The moment he opened the dormitory, he entered a state of alert, and his peaceful and warm eyes suddenly replaced with cold vigilance. After taking a step inside, the dormitory door quietly closed behind him. The room is quiet and quiet, and nothing abnormal can be seen with the naked eye
The three planting cabins hummed slightly. Among them, an ancestral griffin bowed its body and bared its teeth in the direction of the desk. Seeing Ryan coming back, it whined twice, as if reminding the owner that there were too many people in the room. thing.
What's more
Ryan looked at the little mecha standing by the table implanted with AI, and the coldness disappeared from him in an instant, and the switching speed of the aura was faster than the movement of turning a book.
The waking little mech's eyes glowed yellow, and it gave a standard gentleman's salute to Ryan, and said in a cool voice without any ups and downs: "Sir, it's a pleasure to see you again."
Ryan took the food and put it on the table. The eyes of the little mech that didn't get a response flickered, and it couldn't move with the AI connector plugged in. It could only stay where it was and continue to ask: "Sir, what should I call you now? "
Ryan: "Lian Smith, welcome back to the original, you have now changed your name to Little Strawberry."
Little Strawberry accepted the name change frankly, and he was very relieved, "I thought you had changed again."
Ryan smiled: "I've always been me, never changed."