Imperfections

At four o'clock in the morning, Lin Jingheng took a rest for four hours efficiently. After getting up, he handed over the drawn military channel survey maps to Zhanlu for final calibration by artificial intelligence. He went directly to high-intensity physical recovery training.

After an hour and a half, he sweated down and saw through the spiritual net, seeing his 23rd self-defense force rushing like a sheep on Saturday, and started to run around the mech. Howling while running, can't hear what a brainwashing slogan is shouting.

Lin Jingheng glanced at his watch and found that the group actually copied the schedule of the Silver Ten Guards.

He took a cold shower indifferently and shoved nutritional meals into his stomach perfunctoryly—when physical fitness was restored to training, with the amount of exercise, nutritional intake must be strictly and precisely controlled. Ordinary foods could not be so precise, only Can eat special nutritious meals.

The inferior compressed nutritional meal can also have a little flavor, but this one he eats has nothing but a very light salty taste, the color and fragrance are not good, and the taste is close to the solidified snot.

After eating, the four of them were all empty and unlovable.

Lin Jingheng changed his clothes and put on, walked quickly through the dawn of the base, and walked to the mech receiving and dispatching station-he needed to collect data on the flow of high-energy particles to transit in order to push back the fire power of Prince Gloria bombing the egret.

I was leading a morning run on Saturday and saw him from afar. He showed his intentions and quickly kicked off the holiday next to him.

On a holiday, a conch-like shout: "One or two!"

The three of them were sweating profusely, cocked their necks, and made a few meows following the conch.

Saturated on Saturday: "Don't have enough food!"

The self-defense team members forced by him ran for less than three kilometers. The team dragged two miles and pulled their feet weakly. The running postures were different, and they all seemed to be full of rats.

Saturday's fire: "Cry out again! Be loud!"

The self-defense team members dragged up the old man's aria, and uttered a babble: "Auntie-two ah-"

Lin Jingheng passed through the third group of ghosts and wolves without raising his head, and got on the elevator at the mech station.

The elevator doors were closed, but the buttons did not respond. As soon as Lin Jingheng frowned, an annoying voice came from the elevator broadcast: "Welcome to the intelligent voice elevator. To open the elevator, please greet the elevator first-good morning, Lin Mr."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

"Elevator" prompts: "It is recommended that you answer,‘ Good morning, dear elevator babe '. ”

Lin Jingheng's eyes jumped a few times, and the management authority of the base was called directly from the personal terminal, and the elevator was forcibly started from the background.

"Well, I know you said that in your heart ... uh, beep--"

Lin Jingheng muted the elevator broadcast again.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Lu Bixing caught him waiting at the door of the main control room of the Jijia Station.

Lu Bixing is usually a person who pays great attention to his image. Today, I do n’t know what medicine he took. He is getting worse. Give him a beam of light and he will be on the show. So serious, don't you think life is very boring, is there so much happiness? "

Lin Jingheng couldn't stand him, bypassed him without squinting, and walked into the main control room: "I don't think so."

Lu Bixing chased after him: "You have nothing to do. Apart from drinking and being dazed, is there no pastime?"

Lin Jingheng said: "There are some pastimes."

The four students got up very early and were already gathered in the main control room. They were sitting around a round table. They did n’t know what homework they were doing. Various calculation screens were shot from the personal terminals of the four people. Everywhere, simple breakfast was set on the table.

At the sight of Lin Jingheng, the four teenagers subconsciously stood up and stood upright. White hurriedly swallowed the bread in his mouth.

Lin Jingheng nodded indifferently at them, and walked towards the database.

Lu Bixing took his elbow with one hand: "Read the data of high-energy particle flow, right? Come, baby, the people who check your work come, all come over, and report the analysis report of the egret star attack orally! "

The four students looked at each other, and White was almost sacrifice on the spot because of bread.

Lin Jingheng didn't want to waste time listening to a few students who didn't understand, and frowned at Lu Bixing, but Lu Bixing didn't seem to see his impatience at all, and gave him a sunny smile without any hesitation. The tail, probably propped up, shook a fan.

Lin Jingheng took a long breath and pulled back his elbow without saying a word, arms around his chest, and was forcibly "checked."

The four students trembled. You pushed me for a moment, and Huang Jingzhen, who was used to being the elder sister, had to come forward first. The voice was quiet as if she had never scolded her in this life, and began to read her analysis report in a quiet voice. : "A week ago, according to reliable news, Star Pirates attacked the egret asteroid, and the high-energy particle flow formed by the bombing passed through the base and was ..."

Lin Jingheng interrupted her lightly: "The point."

"Heavy, important point?" Huang Jinglian rolled back in a panic, "Oh, I ... I used the 'triangular positioning method' to push back ..."

Lin Jingheng interrupted her again: "The triangular positioning method is an academic theoretical model. In order to set the formula, multiple interference terms need to be excluded, which cannot be calculated in practice."

He remembered that the girl was also called "Jing Jing". Because of this name, she had a lot of patience with her. He thought that his tone was soft and "soft". He even asked: "Do you use any other models?" "

Huang Jinglian's face turned red all at once, her finger was picking up her personal terminal, speechless.

Lin Jingheng gave her half a minute, and Ren Zhiyi exhausted: "Next."

White stuttered, "I ... I also used triangulation, with Cruz splits nested inside ..."

Lin Jingheng: "Nonsense, next."

"I checked the egret's planetary file and orbit." Mint cleared his throat and gave Lin Jingheng a secret glance. Lin Jingheng looked down at her, his eyebrows twisted, his face disturbed by barking, but fortunately Interrupting her, Mint plucked up courage and continued, "The quality of the egret is ..."

Lin Jingheng: "I know the quality of the egret."

Mint: "I simulated several attacks on Egret by heavyweight."

Lin Jingheng narrowed his eyelids: "What kind of simulation?"

"The astronomical calculator."

Lin Jingheng smiled at the corner of his mouth with a smile: "I recommend you use four arithmetic calculators for children, which is easier and easier to operate. Next."

The cockfighting saw the classmates smashing into the sand one by one, scared into a standing mallet, with a humiliation about to cry, humming, "I ... I won't."

Lin Jingheng nodded gracefully: "I appreciate your clean style and save everyone's time."

Having said that, he made a dismissive gesture to the crowd, and turned to the database of the main control room with anger, ignored him.

At this time Lu Bixing finally understood what is called "recreational"-in the eyes of General Lin, I am afraid that the stupid people all over the world are his pastimes.

He sighed, begged the wronged students and led them to Lin Jingheng.

Lin Jingheng didn't say anything. Even if they were watching, he was very focused and could completely ignore the real-time explanation of Lu Binggu. Dazzling data flows through his personal terminal without even resorting to artificial intelligence.

After all, the first enemy of the Silver Fortress is always Star Pirate. Even if he does n’t know who to fight for, fighting and analyzing Star Pirate will almost become his instinct.

When he came to an end, it was already west of the sun. The students with brain overload were dizzy and left, and a porcelain cup was handed over. Lin Jingheng's eyes did not leave his personal terminal. He took a sip and found that it was not white water. He put the porcelain cup back in the other's hands and found a pool and spit it out.

Lu Bixing took a sip in his glass with no sip, and didn't taste any peculiar smell: "What's wrong? Do you not eat sweets or lactose intolerance?"

"Not so particular," Lin Jingheng poured himself a glass of water, "I can just drink water."

Lu Bixing's eyes fell on his empty shirt, and he suddenly realized: "Are you controlling your diet and restoring weight?"

Lin Jingheng didn't discuss his body habit with another man, so he ignored him and turned his back to review his day's achievements.

He propped his hands on the host of the main control room of the Mech Station, his shoulders slightly raised, showing a flat shoulder, and artificial sunlight was about to leave the base. At this time, he entered it obliquely, just penetrated his thin shirt and exposed Yingying's waist line came.

Lu Bixing's eyes fell, and he couldn't help but walk a few steps away, stretched his hands, and forcibly restrained the urge to touch him. He coughed, "Why don't you think about suffering now when you give yourself a muscle dissolving needle? Sin? "

Lin Jingheng: "Why do you have so much nonsense?"

Lu Bixing walked around to him, too close, a smell of fruit lingered around, Lin Jingheng subconsciously hid.

Lu Bixing did n’t sneak in, so he ate the half of the apple that did n’t fit in his mouth. “I do n’t think it ’s okay to eat a few other things. Do n’t be so harsh on yourself and the world-what do you like to eat? Sweet and spicy? Is it meat or vegetarian? Besides picking beer, are you picky? "

Lin Jingheng: "..."

I don't know if it is his illusion. Although Lu Bixing was annoying before, he was annoyed with knowledge, knowledge, and understanding. It was still within his tolerance, and even occasionally-almost meteor showers were visible to the naked eye. Probability-He is willing to admit that Lu Bixing is a bit cute.

But recently I do n’t know if he brought the “recovery filter”, this person is too indulgent, Lin Jingheng feels that the boy is stepping on his nose.

"Prince Gloria Aris von's heavy armor firepower is comparable to regular alliance forces," Lin Jingheng said with a stern face, forcibly reversing the topic. "Heavy weapons have a much stronger loading capacity than the alliance, great destructive power, and stronger defensive performance. , But I think they may have sacrificed some mobility, and the anti-tracking system you proposed earlier is feasible. If you stay and want to tell me about this, I will give you fifteen minutes, if not, give me out. "

"It's already structured," Lu Bixing said. "The robots are working overtime, and they will be sent outside the energy tower with mecha, without delay."

Lin Jingheng took a look.

Later, he listened to Lu Bixing and added another sentence: "Lin, do you often frown because you feel that you are more temperamental when you are serious than when you laugh?"

Lin Jingheng pointed at the door and motioned for him to kneel.

However, Lu Bixing not only refused to leave, he also dragged the chair over and sat down.

Lin Jingheng stared at his hair full of curiosity and exploration, always felt that he had become the protagonist of some weird experimental report: "What else do you do?"

Lu Bixing felt some familiar challenge from him.

A handful of people in the world who have the worst personality and the most difficult to get along with, seem to have become his students. In these two points, Lin Jingheng is exceptional, and he must like him.

Lu Bixing doubted his tendency, and he was particularly apt to be attracted by this kind of person. He pondered for a moment and felt that if he answered "chat" at this time, this person would definitely turn around and leave, so he skillfully picked a topic that was easy to take lightly: "What is Voto?"

Lin Jingheng froze, and the softest part of his heart seemed to be punctured with a needle.

At that time, the Lu family was less than two kilometers away from the Union Parliament Building. When he climbed the roof, he could see the fairyland-like forest park behind the Parliament Building. A child who was supposed to be born there and loved him now is asking him what Wato is. That's it-he even thinks that Voto will have crowded penthouses and slums.

Lin Jingheng was still pondering whether he was too indulgent. This would put the idea under his feet again, and in a blink of an eye, he forgot how he wanted to hang Lu Bixing and fight, hoping to hold everything the other person wanted. .

"Voto has a small population," Lin Jingheng said carefully, "except for the Central Shopping Plaza, there are almost no high-rise buildings."

"Why?" Lu Bixing asked strangely. "Don't all the big men like to look up?"

"Some people don't like it. People who don't like it don't climb up themselves. Of course, they don't want others to climb up and peep at themselves." Lin Jingheng slightly relaxed his tight back at all times. "Everything in Votor is the epitome of the alliance. The result of the balance is that all buildings in Voto are limited in height, except for the central business district, which cannot exceed the height of the aerial track. Three-quarters of the land is ornamental plants, and the entire Capital Star is like a horticultural park. "

Lu Bixing, a native of the eight galaxy, has only seen the first galaxy in the movie. He has seen a few sporadic photos of Voto from the book. Most of them are concentrated in the parliament building. -He thought it was a bit hard to imagine: "Willn't that be inconvenient, I mean living facilities and the like?"

"Voto is different from other places. There is no private land on the capital star. All the land is divided according to rank and position. The area and spacing are regular. It is better to live sparsely and not to be wronged. They are allotted. Each area has special service personnel on duty. If you need anything, you can call them with a personal terminal. As long as they do n’t break the law, they can help you with everything. The air orbit is basically semi-exclusive and convenient. No public facilities are needed. "

Lu Bixing was first shocked by the rich and extravagant desires of the wealthy and powerful, and then felt a little embarrassed. He suspected that he could not afford General Lin, who was from Votto, so he asked carefully: "Is this also true of your family?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for a while, and nodded vaguely: "Almost."

The Admiral of the Alliance has an exclusive residence, but Lin Jingheng only went symbolically once on the day the construction was completed, recorded a gene lock, and gave it to a bunch of robots to take care of it. He can't even remember the address now. Since taking over the Silver Fortress, Lin Jingheng has not spent vacations. Occasionally, he travels to Votor and stays in the reception hotel behind the parliament building. When he finishes his work, he will go home. In fact, Zhanlu Mech is more like his home. .

Lu Bixing: "Then you ... now in this tight base, aren't you aggrieved?"

"It's okay," Lin Jingheng said, and then added a word of pity, "a bit noisy."

Lu Bixing hesitated for a moment: "Why did you leave the alliance then? How did you log out of the Eden system?"

Lin Jingheng skipped the first question, and said lightly: "Eden is a technology in the final analysis, but it is not a god. There is always room to drill."

Lu Bixing: "What about your family? Don't you worry?"

He started from Votor, approached the circle little by little, and finally naturally brought the topic to Lin Jingheng himself. Unfortunately, precious prey was not so easy to capture. When asked, it was too personal and Lin Jingheng did not pretend Hearing, avoiding to answer, asking: "So many years, Cyclops has kept you from leaving the eighth galaxy?"

Lu Bixing accepted as soon as he was satisfied: "Yes, I ca n’t mention it, it ’s smashed as soon as I mention it, as if I have a wanted order on my head, and I have to be arrested and stepped into the Seven Stars."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

This kid, Hu Hu, said that he was so close to ten.

"You didn't run away by yourself?"

"Run away," Lu Bixing said, "I ran to Beijing Xing and met you. Actually, my destination was not Beijing Xing. I accidentally opened your eco-cabin at that time and felt that I was in trouble. I had to leave for care. You ended up staying for so long, teaching a few students by hand, selling mechas for school, and planning to keep up with the changes, the great cause of traveling around the alliance died halfway. "

Lin Jingheng raised doubts, because Lu Bixing ’s mecha design was wild. Although it was a wild road, his accomplishments were very high, and it was not a problem to eat and drink. Even if he did not have a document and had no money, some people were willing to help him solve it. Moreover, this person is brave, and human experiments are dared to do on his own body, driving mech to the alliance, I am afraid it is not an adventure, Lin Jingheng can't think of it, how can one-eyed eagle trap him in Gloria Star II Ten years.

Lu Bixing put his hands on the back of his head and leaned back earnestly: "Remember now, if I died on the Beijing star at that time, that would be really regrettable. I have not traveled around the eight major galaxies in the alliance, nor have I been in love. This life seems to have passed. "

The son-in-law planned to graft Lin Jingheng's terrible human body with his terrible human body. His throat was a little tight, and he was pretending to be innocent. What have you done for more than a decade, just disassembling mechs? "

Lu Bixing keenly listened to the tension in his voice, thinking angrily: "This boring complaint, which spies my love history, is so insidious."

"I'm still fate," he blinked at Lin Jingheng. "Every day, I haven't met you for so many years, General."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He always thinks this is strange!