Marshal’s Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]

This time, Duan Hengye did not return to the research institute as originally planned, but returned to the Southern Stars on the starship with Meng Jinhuai. The Southern Stars were not very close to the X star where they were just now. Coupled with some jet lag problems, it was already late at night on this planet when the starship landed at the Marshal's Mansion.

Duan Hengye wouldn't be sleepy if it were kept as usual. But who said that the amount of information about the things encountered in one day today is too large, and when his mood is completely calm, his brain is rarely chaotic. After seeing the dark night sky outside the starship window, Duan Hengye unexpectedly gave birth to a deep sleepiness.

This afternoon, Meng Jinhuai’s decision to go to Star X was a bit sudden, so after returning to the Southern Stars, he did not go to rest first, but rushed to his office directly to deal with the reports and materials received in the afternoon.

The Marshal’s Mansion is currently undergoing a small-scale renovation, and Duan Hengye’s residence has been moved to a room on the first floor that would have been vacant. Duan Hengye went back to the bedroom in a daze, and soon fell asleep after washing. I don't know if he was affected by this incident today. Although he was very sleepy, he didn't sleep well during this sleep.

In his sleep, Duan Hengye dreamed of a dazzling silver light. Although he closed his eyes in time when the light came on, he could still feel the terrible sense of brightness through a layer of eyelids. If the deep darkness of reaching out to the fingers can bring despair to people, then why not too dazzling silver?

Because of this weird dream, Duan Hengye didn't sleep for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, Nan Weixing outside the window still did not fall. After feeling that he is still in the dark night, Duan Hengye's mood disturbed by the nightmare finally calmed down.

Duan Hengye’s bedroom curtain left only a small slit. After seeing the bright and gentle satellite, he got up and sat on the bed for a while, then walked to the curtain and pulled it all open.

In an instant, Zhirou's starlight leaked in from the window. The southern stars are like spring all the year round, and beautiful ornamental plants are planted everywhere in the Marshal's Mansion. At this time, not far from Duan Hengye's window, there was a red rose blooming in full bloom. Seeing no one in the night, Duan Hengye simply opened the window directly.

But in an instant, the cool evening breeze pushed the fragrance of flowers in from outside the window. The curtains that had been pulled aside were also blown gently and floated up, looking like the flapping wings of a butterfly.

Duan Hengye walked to the low cabinet in the room. Although he hadn't moved here before, he had the impression that the robot responsible for organizing the room would add different drinks to the cabinet every day. Sure enough, as soon as Duan Hengye opened the low cabinet, he saw the neatly arranged drinks. He observed for a while, then took out a carbonated drink in a glass bottle.

... Duan Hengye still knew in his heart, he knew that he was not a person suitable for drinking.

There was a thick carpet in the bedroom of the Marshal's Mansion. Duan Hengye walked barefoot to the huge French window, and then sat there with his knees on his knees and looked out the window. Although several hours have passed, Hengye still remembers everything that happened during the day in this period.

As a practitioner of ancient martial arts, Duan Hengye has always been very sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment and whether people are approaching. But at this time, because he was in a trance, and because he was too familiar with him, Duan Hengye raised his head as if he had first awakened until he could hear the clear footsteps.

Duan Hengye saw that Meng Jinhuai, who had already finished his work, appeared in front of him at some point.

At this time, Meng Jinhuai took off the navy blue military uniform jacket and put it on his arm gently. The white shirt underneath the jacket rarely opens the button to the third position. The military uniform of Master Marshal was tailored out. When the soft light of Nan Weixing shined from behind him at night, Meng Jinhuai's perfect figure outline was completely outlined.

As a person with very, very good eyesight, Duan Hengye felt... as if he had seen the clear lines of the opponent's chest muscles.

Cough cough cough... Duan Hengye unnaturally moved his eyes away from Meng Jinhuai's chest.

But even though the picture in front of him disappeared, Duan Hengye still couldn't help sighing in his heart-Meng Jinhuai's figure is really good.

In his last life, Duan Hengye practiced Guwu since he was a child. Although he usually looked very thin because of his skeleton, he could at least be called "thin when clothed, and flesh when undressed." However, after entering "Dumping Interstellar", Duan Hengye's physical fitness is very poor due to the perennial drug control. Although his skills have almost recovered, his body is still the same.

Wait... this is obviously not the time to think about it.

At this time, there is only a rose bush between Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai. Although the plants in the interstellar have been specially cultivated, their flowering period is much longer than that of ordinary plants on the earth. But in Duan Hengye's impression, this cluster of roses has also been open for a while. So now, it is about to die.

At this time, a gust of night wind blew from the back, and the tall flowers swayed gently in the air. At the same time, the petaled rose was finally blown down by the wind, and then pounced on Meng Jinhuai.

If it had to be a metaphor, Duan Hengye at this moment was not like a soldier, but like a legendary vampire.

After the gust of wind passed, Meng Jinhuai finally spoke. He stretched out his hand to take off the petals on his clothes, then smiled and said to Duan Hengye: "Why don't you rest at this late hour?"

After speaking, Meng Jinhuai stretched out his hand to poke aside a sparse flower bush in front of him, then passed through it and walked towards Duan Hengye. After all, the rose flower is still a bit thorny, and Meng Jinhuai's movements are very careful, but still elegant.

Although Duan Hengye's room was on the first floor, it was still slightly higher than the outside by half a meter.

After getting here, Meng Jinhuai did not enter directly from the French window or the side door beside him, but sat directly on the window sill. Coupled with his look at the moment, the whole person looks very unruly, which forms a great contrast with the serious and serious appearance at work.

"I just slept and woke up." Duan Hengye said.

Hearing that, Meng Jinhuai nodded, then he turned and looked out the window and said: "When I was on the levitator, I vaguely saw the window of your room open, so I wanted to take a look first."

Speaking of this, Duan Hengye only remembered the question of time. He looked at Guangnao, and then discovered that it turned out that more than three hours have passed since he and Meng Jinhuai returned to the Southern Stars. Unlike his interstellar jet lag who hasn't done well yet, Meng Jinhuai should have been spinning for almost twenty hours now.

However, as a workaholic, despite having tossed all day, Meng Jinhuai's state has not fallen miraculously. If you just look at his appearance, I am afraid that no one can guess that he has been working continuously for so long.

"It's so late, don't you rest?" Duan Hengye couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah." Meng Jinhuai nodded when he heard it, and then said softly: "Go right now." When the voice fell, Meng Jinhuai turned his body back, and then saw the bottle of drink beside Duan Hengye.

Meng Jinhuai said: "Drinking it at night is not conducive to sleep. There is a blue glass bottle. It tastes similar. You can try it." Hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly in surprise. He has been spending time with Meng Jinhuai day and night, and in Duan Hengye's impression, he has never seen Meng Jinhuai drinking a drink.

The temperament of Master Marshal seemed to be insulated from those sweet drinks.

"These are all old brands on the Southern Stars. When I was young, I often drank secretly behind my parents. Although it has been more than ten years, I heard that the taste has not changed." Meng Jinhuai said slowly. His voice is naturally low and extremely magnetic. Speaking of words, how can it be a "Su".

But tonight, Meng Jinhuai couldn't lower his pitch, and even the speed of speaking slowed down. He began to talk to Duan Hengye about his childhood things in different ways-Meng Jinhuai was really a person without a childhood. The story he told tonight deliberately avoided the war and the military, and instead began to talk about short childhood clips. In the context of the interstellar society, those stories are not special, but rather boring.

Leaving aside the protagonist Marshal Lord, if this story is heard by other people on the interstellar, you will definitely get the word "boring". But Duan Hengye is different. He is not only a traverser from the earth age, but also a lack of childhood memory. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye not only didn't feel bored at all, on the contrary, he would ask the last two sentences from time to time.

I don't know when, Duan Hengye said, feeling his eyelids start to fight. He tried to open his eyes several times, or resisted not yawning. But in the end, I still couldn't help the sudden drowsiness, leaning on the wall beside him and slowly closing his eyes.

"Good night, Aheng." This was the last sentence Duan Hengye heard before going to sleep in a daze.

The huge French windows were closed again, and the heavy curtains were pulled up. Due to the change of the planet, Duan Hengye's biological clock, which Duan Hengye has always been proud of, did not work on this day. Do not know how long it has passed, Duan Hengye finally woke up.

As a person who has the habit of leaving the curtains with a thin slit when sleeping, after waiting for Hengye to see the bedroom which is still dark and without a trace of light, he froze for a while, and then subconsciously reached out to take one side. Guangnao touched it.

"Nan Zhuxing Standard Time at 11 o'clock in the morning..."

Wait, Nan Zhuxing, eleven o'clock exactly?

After seeing these figures, Duan Hengye immediately sat up from the bed. Why did I just sleep until eleven o'clock? The biological clock doesn’t work. Why didn’t the robots in the Marshal’s Mansion wake themselves up on time?

As a person who has always been very punctual, Duan Hengye was taken aback after seeing the time on the light brain.

What you need to know is that Duan Hengye didn’t come to the Southern Stars on vacation this time, but he had something to do. On the starship on the return journey, Meng Jinhuai and Duan Hengye had carefully discovered that. The content of a confidential document has been deciphered again.

Therefore, Duan Hengye now knows that the document issued by the research institute uses a new type of hidden encryption method that has never appeared before. Even though it has been more than ten years since the document was issued, Interstellar Technology has changed more than one generation, but the relevant experts called by the military still have not opened its core content.

Decrypting this file requires a lot of system architecture knowledge, so as a person who has studied the field and the director of the Yetian Empire Mecha Research Institute, Duan Hengye will definitely play a role if he can join the decryption team. effect.

Duan Hengye remembers... Yesterday Meng Jinhuai said that the first meeting of the decryption activity will start at 11 o'clock in the Southern Stars Standard Time. In other words, the moment Duan Hengye woke up, he was doomed to be late.

But after seeing where he was at this time, Duan Hengye remembered another thing-in his impression, he seemed to fall asleep by accident against the wall last night, so what happened this morning? Back to the bed...

This matter seems to be impossible to think about... and now is not the time to think about it.

Reconfirming that there was no reminder from assistant Ye Pu in his light brain, Duan Hengye directly took out a sweater from the closet, and then quickly walked to the bathroom.

As the dean of the academy, the original owner's dressing style has always been more formal, and after coming here, there is a small part of the time when the styling of Hengye has been taken care of by the dedicated staff. So over time, Duan Hengye has gradually become accustomed to the same dressing style as the original owner.

But this morning, because of being too anxious, Duan Hengye directly took a place from the closet that was more obvious and pleasing to the eye. And when he finished washing and changing clothes and ready to go out, Duan Hengye realized that his current style was completely different from his previous style...On the contrary, it was not much different from the habitual dress of the previous life.

As an otaku who spends years in the laboratory, Duan Hengye wears comfort as his daily wear. Naturally, this kind of sweater became his first choice.

Standing at the door, Duan Hengye stared at the loose black sweater on his body, and finally gritted his teeth and continued to walk quickly towards the meeting room Meng Jinhuai said before.

Now that he was late for a while, Duan Hengye didn't want to waste time anymore.

...

At this time, the conference room that Hengye was going to was extremely quiet. The room was almost full of people, but no sound came out.

If a passerby sees it, he will definitely exclaim for the identity of the participants-not only the chief of the Nan Zhuxing security system, but even the two generals of the military department, as well as the marshal Meng Jinhuai. They were all present. .

As time passed by, a baby-faced man with a face finally took a look at Guangnao. After reading the time, he hesitated and finally said to Meng Jinhuai, "My Lord Marshal, it is now 11:20. Yes, our meeting hasn't started yet?"

He asked the doubts of everyone in the conference room.

Hearing this, Meng Jinhuai, who had not spoken, glanced at the door and said: "Alright, there is still a technical expert who will assist you."

After listening to Meng Jinhuai’s words, the baby face who had just asked the question couldn’t help but smiled. He went on to say, “Master Marshal, don’t you believe me and your team? In terms of data file decryption, we are definitely on the planet. The person who has the most say, even the experts of the royal family, can't compare with us." There is a sense of confidence in his tone that cannot be ignored.

The speaker was the person in charge of an organization affiliated to Nan Zhuxing, just like the institution that Duan Hengye found last time by accidentally hitting the drug for himself. This organization also stands at the top of the pyramid in its own industry, but apart from individual insiders, no one on Interstellar can connect them with the Southern Stars.

Not only the person in charge of this organization said so, even Admiral Yu Xinlan, who was sitting next to Meng Jinhuai, showed a puzzled look. Then she said to Meng Jinhuai: "Yes, Lord Marshal, we can actually start the meeting first. ."

Here Yu Xinlan's voice hadn't completely fallen off, and in a blink of an eye, there was a reminder that the door opened at the entrance of the conference room on the other side.

Except for Meng Jinhuai and several high-level military officials, the rest of the people at the scene came from the organization that belonged to the Southern Stars. After hearing the tone at the door, everyone invariably cast their gazes over, waiting to see how sacred Meng Jinhuai invited today.

The address of this meeting room is very close to Duan Hengye's bedroom, so instead of taking the indoor mobile tool, he walked over quickly. Duan Hengye's breathing was a little bit hurried when he walked in because he was walking a little eagerly, and sweat dripped on his forehead.

The door of the meeting room opened, Duan Hengye first took a steady breath, and then suddenly bowed slightly to the people in the room. Because of the urgency of walking just now, he explained in a slightly dumb voice: "I'm really sorry, I didn't hear the robot's reminder this morning...it was so long late."

As someone who was too late to be late, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he explained, and then lowered his head.

Duan Hengye's hair has been a bit long recently, and because he lowered his head and bowed when he was speaking, half of his face was covered, only a pointed chin was exposed. For a while, no one recognized him in the entire conference room.

Even Duan Hengye's old acquaintance Yu Xinlan, she was stunned for a moment, and then said to the "stranger" who broke in suddenly: "Uh... this gentleman, you should find a seat first. "

Although the staff of several related agencies who came to the meeting today did not wear formal attire, they did put on plaid shirts. So in Xin Lan’s opinion, the man who suddenly broke into the conference room was dressed too casually. Let’s just talk about jeans, especially the sweater with a pattern printed on the back — directly asking her whether the other party just graduated from high school. Doubts about graduation.

That's right, until now, Duan Hengye hasn't seen it when he came out in a hurry. The pure black sweater he chose actually has a large print on the back.

Duan Hengye of course heard that Yu Xinlan did not recognize himself, but he did not explain because he was anxious because of being late, but walked quickly to the only empty seat by the round table. This is directly opposite Meng Jinhuai. Although there is nothing to pay attention to at the round table meeting, since sitting in this position, there will be a feeling that a big person is present.

After Duan Hengye entered the door and took a seat, everyone finally closed their eyes back and began to look at the light screen in front of them. But at this moment, Meng Jinhuai suddenly said: "It's okay, it's not to blame you, I turned off the time reminder function of the robot."

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly solidified.

Yu Xinlan, who was looking down at her brain, was the first to slowly raise her head without holding back, and then to look at the people coming...If her common sense is correct, Meng Jinhuai wants to turn off the robot that wakes people up. Then you have to go to his bedroom.

...So, who is this man in a sweater with long bangs?

The answer seems to be right before people's eyes.

Immediately after the general, the others couldn't help but cast their sights over. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye didn't react for a while. He couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at Meng Jinhuai, and replied a little stiffly "Oh".

...

This face turned out to be Duan Hengye!

After seeing it clearly, Yu Xinlan silently moved the chair back a bit, then took a look at the print on the other's sweater, and repeatedly confirmed what he was wearing. In the general's impression, Duan Hengye is not such a person...

At the same time, the eyes of the rest of the people lit up, especially the baby-faced man who started talking. Although he had clearly seen that the person in front of him was indeed Duan Hengye, he still tentatively yelled at him: "Professor Duan."

Although Duan Hengye didn't understand what he was going to do, he still turned his sight to the other side. He was silent for a while, and then said "...good morning." into the bright eyes of the other party.

"Good morning! Professor Duan!" I don't know if it is an illusion, Duan Heng nightclub made this young man who he had never seen before seemed to be crying at this moment. Duan Hengye is not good at socializing, and has no experience in dealing with such scenes. Although he has seen the excitement of the opposite person, he silently moved his eyes back to his light brain again.

In fact, the admiration of Duan Hengye by the people in front of him is also understandable. The work of decrypting files and the knowledge of systems science have a great overlap. The last time Duan Hengye helped the military to fix the loopholes in the system had already spread throughout the interstellar. In addition to arousing the amazement of onlookers, practitioners in related industries directly regard Duan Hengye as an idol in life.

As the person in charge of Nan Zhuxing's subordinate organization, the baby face in front of him was originally an idol because of the mecha segment Hengye. After what happened last time, he is extremely looking forward to seeing his idol one day.

The person in charge took another look at Duan Hengye's clothes, and then added in his heart-and he is still such a grounded idol!

Recall what happened when Duan Hengye entered the door. If he did not have a memory bias due to his excitement, when he first entered the door, Duan Hengye seemed to bow to himself because he was late... Sometimes, it would be the peak of life. It happened in an instant.

Although Yu Xinlan still couldn't help but sigh Duan Hengye's dress today, as an experienced military staff. After the "Marshal Specially Invited Technical Expert" Duan Heng arrived at the venue, she consciously began to preside over the meeting.

"Good morning, everyone. First of all, everyone has more or less understood the meaning of the document, and the Marshal and the military also have a high degree of trust in everyone. But according to the process, we still need to ask you to wear a monitor." After that, Yu Xinlan glanced at Meng Jinhuai, who was sitting on the sidelines. After the other party nodded, she reached out and clicked on Guangnao.

In an instant, the original conference table was cracked with several slits, and then the metal box appeared in front of those who were not wearing military uniforms.

Yu Xinlan said: "Please wear it well before the meeting starts."

Duan Hengye has never seen this so-called "monitor", so when the person sitting next to him opened the box, he couldn't help but cast his curious gaze at the staff member who had never seen him before. .

At this moment, Meng Jinhuai, who had never said anything, suddenly explained to Duan Hengye: “The monitor they wear can only be released in the military department. During the next period of time, the monitor will actually pay attention to the surrounding environment. There are also the words, movements and even emotions of the wearer. When the military department conducts activities that require confidentiality, participants must wear it."

Hearing this, Duan Hengye nodded thoughtfully. At this time, the optical brain reminder sounded one after another in the office, proving that everyone had put on the monitor one after another.

Upon seeing this, Yu Xinlan looked around the scene and finally began to talk about the official content of the meeting after confirming that it was correct.

...Although Duan Hengye had known all the events from Meng Jinhuai before, when the simplified version of the incident was uttered from Yu Xinlan's mouth, he still fell into an inexplicable emotion.

Duan Hengye only waited until he raised his head to find that Meng Jinhuai, who was sitting with him, had been silently watching Yu Xinlan when he was speaking. Unexpectedly, Duan Hengye's mood also relaxed, and he continued to listen intently to what Yu Xinlan said.

Unlike Duan Hengye, who already knew the details of the incident, after hearing Yu Xinlan's account, Duan Hengye saw that several staff members around him couldn't help but slowly grow their mouths. Obviously, no one can imagine that there is such a background behind the confidential document.

Unexpectedly, their eyes on Duan Hengye gradually became more complicated, but then they discovered that as the party involved in the incident, Duan Hengye seemed calmer than anyone else.

After Yu Xinlan finished speaking, Meng Jinhuai nodded, and then motioned to the person in charge of the primary decryption agency a few days ago to explain the confidentiality of the documents to Duan Hengye.

Upon seeing this, the named baby face immediately stood up with some excitement. He did not expect that he would still have the opportunity to tell his idol about the work process today and complete the project with him.

Although he was a little bit excited, he calmed down in an instant when he thought of the heavy meaning behind the incident. The man pursed his lips, then linked his optical brain to the large light screen in the conference room, and began to analyze the confidentiality type of the file for Duan Hengye, and by the way, he described the initial cracking process of his team.

In fact, the staff member who spoke was also a little nervous at the beginning. After all, although he had read a lot of reports and information about Duan Hengye on the Star Network, as a sane adult, he has always been clear: The people in the report will never be exactly the same as the people in real life.

As the dean of the research institute, Duan Hengye should be a very serious and strict person in this field no matter how he looks at it. So when he told Duan Hengye's work these days, his heart was more nervous.

But I didn't expect that when listening to his own work, Duan Hengye not only didn't frown, but also lowered his head and carefully recorded it on his optical brain. Duan Hengye's appearance is very focused, which is undoubtedly a great encouragement for this "fan".

In fact, it didn't take long for the relevant staff of the military department to discover the encrypted files and then to the team to perform preliminary decryption. Compared with the weapon structure diagram hidden in the core confidential area, the peripheral information and the sending record of this document are less important, and it is not too difficult to decipher.

The really complicated part has just begun, but even this group of highly professional staff has no idea.

Finally, his explanation stopped here. Unknowingly, more than an hour has passed. Everyone here knows that, in fact, today's meeting is just the beginning of the cracking work. However, facing the encrypted files on the light screen like an iron wall, no matter how experienced people are, they can't help showing a tangled expression.

This job has nothing to do with the word "simple", and it can even be described as "tricky".

After the introduction, the meeting entered a period of suspension and rest. As the marshal, Meng Jinhuai temporarily left here to deal with other tasks of the military. At this time, the robot also brought coffee to the rest of the people. Duan Hengye supported his chin with one hand, while sliding the failed records with the other hand repeatedly and quickly. His expression remained the same as before, and he couldn't see any special emotions. Even facing such a complicated thing, he didn't frown.

Although Meng Jinhuai went out temporarily, Yu Xinlan and Dongfang Hewen still stayed in the conference room. With these two generals sitting in town, the house is still very quiet during the rest period. The staff responsible for decrypting the documents gathered in twos and threes and studied the problems in their work in a low voice. From time to time, someone would look up at Duan Heng Ye, but they didn't have the courage to talk to him.

But... the old acquaintance Yu Xinlan is different.

In her opinion, compared with those nervous staff members, Duan Hengye, who is now holding his chin with his hands and reading documents while drinking coffee, is extremely calm.

General Yu finally couldn't help but walked up to Duan Hengye's side, and then asked jokingly: "Why is Professor Duan so calm? Although I don't understand, I think this job is not easy after hearing the description..." Hearing her words, Duan Hengye moved his gaze from Guangnao to the coffee cup, and then nodded "Yes".

Upon seeing this, Yu Xinlan couldn't help but glanced at Duan Hengye's dense notes, and then asked casually: "You are so calm, don't you already have ideas."

Duan Hengye did not directly answer Yu Xinlan's question, he just sat up straight again, and then silently nodded his head.

Everyone in the meeting room was observing Duan Hengye secretly, but after seeing his movements, all the original whispers stopped.

Duan Hengye, were you kidding just now?

"..."