imperfections

Soothing agent No. 1.5 has evolved so far, and it no longer makes people twitch all over the body. Lu Bixing only trembled uncontrollably at his fingertips. At this time, the mechanical hand in the medical cabin has just fastened the safety cable for him. The safety cable If it is all pulled apart, it will be about [-] meters, which is exactly the distance from him to the door.

Lu Bixing straightened the safety cable in an instant, just hooked Lin Jingheng's shirt, his trembling fingers immediately pierced through the flimsy fabric, and tore a hole in the shirt, his brain, which was still in the sluggish stage, narrowed his vision One of his convulsed fingers had veins of despair popping out.

How can you disappear from my sight again?

At this time, a calloused hand grabbed his wrist.

There were some fine wounds on that hand, which had been treated, but the treatment was done in a hurry, and it was a little uneven.

Lu Bixing's eyebrows twitched fiercely, his frozen soul was swept across by the wooden stick with sparks, and the vivid burning pain penetrated from his chest to his back, the pain was very real.

It's almost heartbreakingly real.

The entire heavy armor was swallowed into the vortex of the wormhole, and the space immediately began to distort. The square door of the chief's office became an endlessly changing geometric figure. Lin Jingheng said something, but his movements were infinitely slowed down, close at hand The voice cannot come through.

Lu Bixing pulled him to his side, and Lin Jingheng, who was floating in mid-air, hit him at a very gentle speed, very light, and the force was like two feathers held by the air. However, Lu Bixing felt that a crack was knocked out by him in his chest, which was as hard as iron, and with this as the center, it spread to the whole body like a spider web. .

The wormhole wraps the mecha, and a strange optical illusion is created in the turbulence of time and space. The fuselage of the mecha and the surrounding walls disappear together. The narrow "chief office" expands from a few square meters to infinity. Hanging in the air without touching the ground, there is nowhere to borrow strength.

From time to time, there are a few convex mirror-like planes, flashing things from another time and space, intersecting with them.

At the moment of the explosion, the mechs were wiped out in groups, and the blood-red sun rose from the horizon of the planet, and then it was swept away by the strong light from the missile. The invisible demon was the rainbow virus, wandering in the empty and desolate eighth galaxy, Harvested at will, people's corpses lay down in the soil like withered leaves, rotten bones.This wormhole is like a sewer, storing countless thrilling disaster scenes of the eighth galaxy, and it keeps going back and forth.

Immediately afterwards, due to the passage of high-energy armed armor, the wormhole channel became unstable.

The disappearing body of the mecha reappeared, and immediately after that, there was an intermittent "rustling" sound, and the warning light of the mecha, which should have been at a constant speed, flashed fast and slow.

Lin Jingheng was startled. He didn't know if this was a normal phenomenon, but he sensed the danger. He quickly grabbed the space suit that Lu Bixing hadn't put on in time, and tried to stuff him in. Then he turned his eyes to the oxygen mask that had rolled to the ceiling, thinking Reach out enough.

But Lu Bixing didn't let him break free, he dragged him by the waist without hesitation, and the two of them were thrown to the wall by the safety rope, just as the mecha was falling in that direction, Lin Jingheng's back was firmly pressed against the wall: "You Put on your oxygen mask first!"

Lu Bixing didn't hear it, he slowly raised his hand, and put his trembling hand on Lin Jingheng's chest, the time was stretched for a long time again, everything seemed to be still, Lu Bixing's vision was blurred, he thought: "This Or is it an illusion of space-time turbulence?"

Otherwise, why can't I feel his heartbeat?

As if waiting for so long, the man's chest trembled slightly.

Lu Bixing suddenly realized that it turned out that the so-called "five internal combustion" or "ecstatic ecstasy" could be completely covered by a shot of soothing agent No. The belated heartbeat came frighteningly——

It shattered the stars for thousands of years, and also shattered him, Lu Bixing.

People's movements in the wormhole are pulled as slow as the heartbeat. The distance is less than a dozen centimeters, and it takes a long time to reach it with all their strength. Lin Jingheng saw that the person in front of him was like a silent movie from ancient times. The tape was sent forward frame by frame, which allowed him to clearly see the mad pain on the other party's face.

They were unable to communicate, and neither could hear the other. However, for more than ten years and more than 5000 days and nights apart, they were all compressed into tiny silk threads, blending into the pain in every detail. Lin Jingheng had no choice but to accept it all. The excruciating pain entangled him tightly, and it was difficult to breathe for a while.

It may have been as long as 1 years, and the "long distance" of more than ten centimeters was finally shortened to zero. Lin Jingheng tasted the dry and cold lips of the other party, followed by a dull tingling sensation. Lu Bixing bit his lips, like It was about to eat him, and a bloody smell rushed into the senses.The heavy armor trembled violently, and collided with the unstable energy in the wormhole, creating a dazzling light that dazzled the eyes. It seemed that the mech was about to be swallowed by the wormhole channel that was about to collapse.

But who cares?

If he could just die in the turbulence of time and space, then this life would end with a long-lost reunion kiss.

Lu Bixing thought: "There is nothing more perfect."

It's a pity that fate doesn't always collide with such a tragic and beautiful ending. The next moment, the flow of time speeds up, and then returns to normal within a few breaths. The two defenseless people immediately fell down the wall, Lin Jingheng instinctively stretched out her arms to wrap around Lu Bixing to protect him.

Vaguely as if it was still that dusk, he was thrown onto the sofa by this person without seriousness, his movements were exactly the same as back then.

But 16 years have passed.

Although the return journey of the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force was full of dangers, but fortunately, it was not dangerous. It finally left the vortex of time-space turbulence. The guards downstairs knew that Lin Jingheng had no safety equipment and rushed upstairs. At that time, the wormhole was approaching In front of him, it's too late to stop, lest he have an accident.The guard hurriedly untied the safety rope in a panic, and trotted up.

The door of the office was half-closed before it could be closed, and the guard paused. From the crack of the door, he saw the greatest chief executive officer in the history of the eighth galaxy lying on Lin Jingheng's body, with both hands relentlessly grabbing his lapel, his whole body tight. Tightly, tears streamed down her face silently, dripping from her red eyes, like tears of blood.

The guard was taken aback, stunned for a while at a loss, then came to his senses slowly, quickly and carefully closed the door of the small office, and ran away on tiptoe.

Lu Bixing and the others came and went, there was only enough time for a hasty kiss on the way, but for the people on the side of the eighth galaxy, a month and a half had passed.

Turan didn't even know how he survived.

Through the few words that flowed out of the wormhole, she learned a little bit of the outside situation intermittently, but the information was incomplete, and she didn't know the exact ins and outs. Stretched, Turan felt that he might have spoiled all the cows and tigers in the entire eighth galaxy, so he couldn't hold back and didn't rush directly into the wormhole area.

"General Turan, there is an energy reaction in the wormhole area!"

Turan jumped up, speaking so fast that he almost spit out his teeth: "Elizabeth Turan, acting commander of the Self-Defense Force of the Eighth Galaxy, is Chief Lu returning?"

The signal just connected is unstable, and there is no sound from the other side.

Turan suppressed himself forcibly: "Please confirm the safety of the commander-in-chief's accompanying troops..."

Before she could finish speaking, a voice from the communication channel came out.

"Ah? Elizabeth Turan?" Thomas Yang asked suspiciously, "Turan doesn't speak in this way, can't he, this... this sounds like a human! Is it the guy I know, can't it be heavy?" First and last name, right?"

Turan suddenly heard this voice, as if struck by lightning.

Thomas Yang cleared his throat: "Hello, I'm Thomas Young, the captain of the Silver Third Guard, not that 'Thomas Young', my contribution to history lies in humor and modified mechs, not in the 'double-slit experiment', very It is an honor to come to the eighth galaxy of miracles."

Turan's cold expression suddenly collapsed, red marks spread from the corners of her eyes to her temples, and quickly occupied her nose and lips. She held on to the communication platform as if out of breath, and suddenly took off her military cap and threw it on the ground: "I fuck your brother, Thomas Young!"

Thomas Yang was stunned for a moment: "Ah? You want to fuck, fuck my brother... that's fine, anyway, he's not worth much, so you can take it."

Poisson Yang: "You two, have you two agreed that I died in battle?"

"There are only three people and two mechas left in our fourth guard, and only one person left in the eighth guard. Your ninth guard has grown to the size of a galaxy? Sorry, we are not in a good mood now."

"Elizabeth, long time no see."

"It hasn't been a long time, Silver Nine and Silver Ten, the agreed striker assault and assassination and bargain hunting, the combination of two bases, who let you secretly expand and gain weight?"

"They are all from the Hyperspace Heavy Armor Team when they welcome a guest, do they have a conscience?"

Poisson Young: "Upstart."

Thomas Young: "The silly daughter of the landlord's family."

The brothers who are like enemies finally unanimously spoke out on the issue of hatred for the rich, and said in unison: "I despise you!"

Turan was so choked up that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't pour out the "economics" who were full of curses on the street. She was so anxious that she burst into tears, her mouth turned upside down, and only one sentence was left: "Bastards", she said intermittently: "You guys The bastards are here... Where is the general?"

Then she heard a person say to her softly, with the tenderness in his voice still intact, "Well, I'm here too."

The eighth galaxy is really a cruel miracle.

Dr. Harden was helped out of the medical cabin, sat in a wheelchair, and stretched his neck to look at the drone on the mech.

They left the wormhole area, walked for about ten hours, and came to the outermost transition point of the eighth galaxy.

It happened to be the place where several waterways meet. There are still some traces left over from the war here, but it is very orderly. When the heavy armored team passed through, the military waterway coincided with the civilian waterway. The civilian waterway was temporarily closed for half an hour. Several ships The merchant ship was waiting there. When the team passed by, the aerial camera could see the light signal of "please take a photo" on the merchant ship.

Randomly, large and small space stations soon appeared on the channel, and occasionally passed by natural planets. The surrounding sentries of natural planets seemed to be like military fortresses in the first galaxy back then.

"After the eighth planetary system was cut off from the outside world, there were several years of civil war," Fighting Chicken introduced to Dr. Harden and the others along the way. "Of course, it is now peaceful, but some wartime habits still remain."

While speaking, a line of writing flashed across the cabin wall: "Beijing Beta Star Experimental Base sends greetings to the Chief."

"Ah, we've arrived at Beijing β Star, which happens to be at the aphelion point. It turned out to be a very good place, but the winter is a little longer, and my family used to live here," Douji said. "When the war first started, Gloria The prince fished in troubled waters and blew it up, and we can't completely reshape the ecology of the natural planet now, so we have to use it as an experimental base."

Dr. Harden asked: "Is it a military industrial experiment base?"

"Well," Douji said, "the main direction is anti-missile defense. A classmate of mine works here and does a good job, but it's a waste of money. They ask President Lu for a budget every three days. She blocked it once... But there is no way, we can't be isolated from the world forever, the destroyed jump point can be rebuilt, and maybe it will be connected to the outside again in a few decades. At that time, we don't know what the attitude of the alliance is. , we have to be on guard. The chief can lead us to build the eighth galaxy like this, it is really too hard, everyone doesn’t want to remember, how can it be destroyed again?”

Dr. Harden asked: "The chief is really... the son of General Lu Xin?"

Douji rubbed his nose, and when he mentioned the chief, he showed a bit of a naive look when he was a student: "You lied to them? Hahaha, otherwise, what should we do? Is it possible to fight? Our boss Lu reacted very quickly."

Dr. Harden: "..."

"The stone statue of General Lu Xin is on the Galaxy City Square. He and his Declaration of Freedom are the cornerstone of our spirit. Lu is always the one who follows his path and brings us out of the quagmire," Douji said. Go sit in front of the stone statue of General Lu Xin for a while, because his surname also happens to be Lu, there are actually some such rumors among the people who don't know the truth... But for me, he used to be my teacher, and now he is our chief, what is it? It doesn't matter."

The captain of the Silver First Guard was a safe man. He took Dr. Harden's wheelchair and asked, "When is it appropriate for us to visit the chief?"

"Oh, wait a minute, let me ask." Fighting Chicken poked on the personal terminal for a while, and asked Shangfeng for instructions.

A moment later, he received an order to "take a break" - the chief himself was brought down.

Unlike Lin Jingheng who wanted to go back to the eighth galaxy, Lu Bixing never knew that he was still alive, and his emotions were ups and downs, and he was forcibly suppressed by the emergency soothing agent No. Sleep for a day to cool off his overheated brain.

Lu Bixing: "Go away, I don't need..."

However, before he could finish his refusal, the mechanical arm sneaked up on him from behind. A large dose of sedative instantly covered his exhausted spirit. Lu Bixing fell into Lin Jingheng's arms without saying a word.

Lin Jingheng: "..."

He caught Lu Bixing in a hurry and put him into the medical cabin. Unexpectedly, although Lu Bixing fainted, the hands holding him were like shackles, and he refused to loosen a single tooth.

Lin Jingheng sighed silently, wiped off the blood on the corner of her mouth, sat down beside the medical cabin, and whispered to Zhanlu, "You were not so presumptuous when you followed me."

"Yes sir, my current level of autonomy is much higher than when I followed you," Zhanlu replied, "As an electronic housekeeper, I still have a lot more freedom than as a mecha core. Do it cheaply."

Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows: "So you just bully him, okay?"

Zhanlu didn't hear the dissatisfaction in his former master's words at all, and said in a relaxed and cheerful tone: "That's not the case, sir, my system was repaired by Principal Lu, and he can disable any of my functions at any time. He chose me as his overseer because he thought he was irrational at times, and that’s a long story—we’re still a few hours away from arriving at Galactic City base, do you want to hear it?”

Lin Jingheng nodded: "Tell me."

Lu Bixing, who was knocked down by the tranquilizer, still frowned tightly, not knowing what kind of upside-down dream he was having.

If he still has a little sense, he should remember to clean Zhanlu's memory in advance, but it's too late.

Lu Xinxin, the stone statue of Yinhe City, looks at the sky. A piece of heavy armor is like a dark cloud in a hurry, passing over his head and falling to the base of Yinhe City in the distance. The stone statue has been here for more than ten years. People are used to seeing him, only the alien tourists are still making a fuss and posing for photos.

The young guard yawned boredly, and the media robots stationed near the Galaxy City base swarmed up, preparing to line up at the base to report on the pioneering feat of the heavy armor passing through the natural wormhole.

The corner of the stone statue's mouth is frozen with a smile that has not changed for thousands of years, and it is facing the distant future.