imperfections

Lu Bixing is a man who is clean and tidy on the outside, but a mess in private. The workplace has been messed up by him. Two working robots that have been dismantled into pieces are piled up on the ground, and four mechanical legs are side by side on his desk. On the road, in order to make room for himself to sleep on his stomach, he stacked two stacks of chips, large and small, which were already crumbling. At this moment, he sat up with a shiver, and the two stacks of chips collapsed, almost burying Lu Bixing in the under.

Saturday gave a "tsk", showing a horrible expression: "Mr. Lu, your image really looks like a divorced uncle whose wife ran away from home and slept in the study by himself."

Lu Bixing was still immersed in the nightmare that gave him angina just now, he pulled himself together, wiped his face, and muttered, "Slander, I'm a young single in the prime of life—what's the matter?"

The positive color came down on Saturday: "We have a message from a detector placed on the periphery that there is a wave of high-energy particle flow, which is sweeping here, and it will arrive at the base in about fifty hours. You know that the magnetic field and gravity of the base are both Artificial, very fragile, we do not have the stable geomagnetic field of planets, once there is a problem with interference, the tens of millions of people in the base may be exposed to the space environment, and the protective net must not be built in time now, your father told me Let me ask you what you plan to do."

Lu Bixing had just woken up, his mind was a little confused, when he heard the "high-energy particle stream", he instinctively thought it was the solar storm of the eighth sun, and thought: "Protective net? The broken protective net in the base before was thinner than stockings. A few particle cannons It’s reimbursed, so what’s the use? How did you survive the previous solar storm?”

However, the next moment, he came to his senses, and Ji Ling raised his head.

"This stream of high-energy particles comes from the nearest habitable planet 'Egret'." The child-like face on Saturday was serious, "Actually, Egret is not too close to us, but beyond Egret, the eighth There are no planets in the galaxy that are suitable for human survival. When I was running goods before, I landed on an egret, and it felt like a small remote place. I don’t know why those lunatics didn’t even let it go.”

"Because in 136, when the Alliance Army entered from outside the territory, Egret was their first base." The one-eyed eagle walked in shirtless, holding a toothpick in its mouth, "It was also the breakthrough point for the Alliance Army to enter the eighth galaxy. One of the sad places of Prince Gloria."

"That happened more than 140 years ago," Saturday couldn't help but said, "What is the average lifespan of the eighth galaxy, except for the old things like the base, how many of them can live well past 140 years old? Mom has changed a generation, is that star thief named Feng sick?"

The one-eyed eagle who accidentally lived beyond the average life span was also shot while lying down, and said angrily: "Little brat, who do you think is old and immortal?"

Saturday raised his head inexplicably: "Huh? Brother One-eyed Eagle... Uh, uncle, don't tell me you already have one hundred and four?"

The entire eighth galaxy knows the great reputation of the arms dealer Cyclops. His personal brand occupies a share in the arms market that cannot be ignored. The middle-aged Persian cat was so blocked by him that he couldn't speak. He was so angry that he wanted to catch the young bird that had flown away and cook it in a pot.

He turned his head, didn't bother to look at Saturday, and knocked on Lu Bixing's desk: "According to your plan, everyone in the base will be scooped up, and you can't finish it for [-] hours without sleep or rest. What do you want to do now? Yes Instead of simplifying the design of the protective net, we should deal with it first, overcome the magnetic field interference first... so what?"

Lu Bixing stood up suddenly: "Lin is still outside."

The one-eyed eagle was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows after realizing it: "Who? Lin Jingheng?"

Lu Bixing turned around and went to the contact center of the Jijia Station. The Jijia Beijing had stopped at the Jijia Station and was connected to the base intranet. As long as there was a signal, he could try to contact Lin.

"Hey," the one-eyed eagle stretched out his hand to stop him, "he can't die, he can't die! How many times have I told you, let alone a dozen small broken particle streams, even the eighth sun can't blow him up, you just Do not worry!"

Lu Bixing sideways avoided: "You two always pinch each other when you see each other. Where does your unreasonable confidence in him come from?"

The one-eyed eagle shrugged: "Lin Jingheng is such a bad character, the only value is that he still has some ability. If he doesn't even have this ability, wouldn't there be a bunch of scum left?"

Lu Bixing's face darkened: "Dad."

The one-eyed eagle looked at his expression, feeling that his hidden worry was about to come true.He couldn't play side-by-side tricks, so he spat out the toothpick, took a deep breath, and said directly: "Lu Bixing, let's put it this way, I am not a reasonable person, but I have always been very indulgent to you. I didn't restrict you, right? I told you when you were a teenager, there are so many little girl movies about Gloria, whoever you want to play with, whoever you want to have sex with, it's up to you, as long as you don't make me young I don't care about you if you are promoted lightly and become a grandfather."

Saturday inexplicably filled one ear of the private conversation between father and son. I didn't want to hear it, and I was too embarrassed to interrupt at this time. I was embarrassed. Hearing the one-eyed eagle, the old man still felt that he was "young", and couldn't help it. Swallowed a mouthful of saliva, very grateful.

Lu Bixing was puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't realize before that you like vegetables and don't like meat. Dad was also negligent. If you want to find a man, although I can't appreciate this taste, I won't interfere." The one-eyed eagle said, as if He glanced at Saturday meaningfully.

Surprised on Saturday, he fastened his shirt to the discipline button and raised his hands: "I don't like men!"

"Who said you? You are passionate." The one-eyed eagle rolled his eyes at him, and then aimed his cannon at Lu Bixing, "But Lin Jingheng—don't even think about it!"

"Hey," Saturday thought dumbfounded, "Single dad beats the mandarin duck scene."

Lu Bixing was also overwhelmed by the bloody words of his nearly [-]-year-old father. He opened his mouth and wanted to defend himself, but felt that the defense itself was very embarrassing. There are a few holes in it.

He was dumbfounded for a while, pointed to the door, and said as calmly as possible: "Can you go to the infirmary and treat menopausal delusions?"

After Lu Bixing finished speaking, with a murderous smile on his face, he walked quickly in a personable manner.

The one-eyed eagle was furious and had nowhere to vent. He turned his head and saw that Saturday was still there. He was about to stare, but Saturday hurriedly ran away: "Then what, big brother... Uh, uncle, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first, and you can continue to work."

Lu Bixing suppressed his temper and walked to the contact center. His temper came and went quickly. Before the contact center arrived, the anger in his heart had already run away. Start hot.

He seems to have just discovered a seedling that he has never seen before. He is full of doubts and curiosity. He does not know whether it will be a rare thing or a weed when it grows up. He is afraid that others will think he is making a fuss. He carefully shields it from the wind and rain, and sometimes sneaks over to take a look , a lot of speculation, indecisive, before deciding whether to keep it, was run over by a ferocious house cat, and kicked its paw in broad daylight.

The anger dissipated, strange embarrassment set in, and the contact order was entered incorrectly twice.

I don't know when to catch up on Saturday, and I have nothing to say: "Hey, it's been so many days, is the hemorrhoids of Sister Smelly still not healed?"

Lu Bixing was dumbfounded for a moment. He could have made up a more seamless story, but his mind was occupied by embarrassment, and he was overloaded for a while, so he couldn't think of words.Fortunately, on Saturday, he thought about the whereabouts of Big Sister Smelly in a considerate way, and he said, "Or did he go out with that forest or something? I heard it was surveying maps or something."

When Lu Bixing heard the key word "Lin", his heart skipped a beat twice, and he replied perfunctorily, "Maybe", he quickly calmed down, located the Mecha Beijing, and sent a message: "Prince Gloria attacked Egret, attacked A stream of high-energy particles is generated, be careful, return quickly!"

The local intranet is different from the cosmic extranet. It only uses ordinary electromagnetic waves. The disadvantage is that the scope is limited, and the advantage is also that the scope is limited. After encryption, it can be concealed to the maximum extent, but once it exceeds the scope of the intranet service, the signal will be lost. Become very unstable, or even disappear completely.

Lu Bixing's message circled three times in a row, showing that the sending failed.

He frowned, set up a small program to automatically send messages every 3 minutes, and then still stared at the communicator unwillingly.

"It's probably too far away. It's useless for you to wait here. You'll see them naturally when they get back within the signal range." Saturday stood beside him with folded arms, and glanced at Lu Bixing, "You really like That...that..."

Lin Jingheng was very arrogant, and never had much contact with people in the base. The illiterate people in the base didn't care about the current affairs of the alliance, and they had never heard of generals or generals. On Saturday, they heard a few words from the one-eyed eagle, and they couldn't hear it. I don't know, and now I don't remember what his name is Lin, and I don't know how to describe it. After gesticulating for a long time, I had to straighten my face, imitating Lin Jingheng's inhuman appearance, and raised her eyebrows coldly.

"Fuck you, don't listen to my old man's nonsense," Lu Bixing said without raising his head, "The protective net can't be simplified, absolutely can't be simplified. Prince Gloria blew up the Egret Star, maybe it was to vent his anger, or more likely it was a If he was bitten by a snake in the morning and was afraid of well ropes for ten years, they may suspect that there is still an underground waterway near Egret Star. If he spares no effort in manpower and material resources to search on a large scale, we must be prepared, and the simplified protective net is of no value."

Saturday asked: "What about this high-energy particle storm?"

The messages on the communicator failed to be sent again and again, Lu Bixing was a little confused, so he had to force himself to look away, pondered for a moment, and said, "Use the mecha."

Saturday: "Huh?"

Lu Bixing closed his eyes for a while, and quickly estimated the number: "I need about [-] mechas and pilots, spread out outside the atmosphere, and connect the protective covers of the mechas together, which is equivalent to adding a layer of filtration outside the artificial atmosphere. Membrane, do you know what I mean?"

"Understood," Saturday nodded first, and then said, "The problem is, we don't have three hundred mech pilots."

"There are tens of millions of people living in one of your bases, and you can't even get [-] pilots?"

"Don't mention it, I made do with it, and it's about the same if I put all the crooked melons and dates on it," said Saturday, "But last time, many people were interrupted by your people and fell into space phobia. I dare not look up at the sky in the dark, and I can no longer connect to the spirit network."

Lu Bixing seems to have an allergy to Lin Jingheng. Any word related to Lin Jingheng can trigger his sensitive nerves. He has adultery in his heart, and no matter what others say, he can hear adultery from it.With this ordinary reply on Saturday, his brain automatically cut off the beginning and the end, thinking of Lin Jingheng's overthrow of the Self-Defense Forces.

"Excuse me," Lu Bixing sighed, and said earnestly to Saturday, "Brother, we are discussing the issue of base defense. On such a serious occasion, don't interrupt me and gossip about my personal relationship, okay?"

Looking at him on Saturday, he also said earnestly, "Teacher Lu, tell me with your conscience, which word I just gossiped about your personal relationship problems? Who is interrupting us?"

Teacher Lu touched his conscience, looked at each other for a while, and found that his good conscience was still there, but he lost his memory for a short time. Except for the words "your people", he couldn't remember what he and Saturday just said .

Putting it in his pocket on Saturday, he said with certainty: "So you just fell in love with him."

Lu Bixing was very thick-skinned, pretending that nothing had happened just now, and continued his talk nonchalantly: "Aren't there any elderly elders in the base who can operate mechs? Small and medium mechas need at least three years. Only a hundred units can cover it, unless you have a mecha core like Zhanlu, which can activate the Chongsan downstairs in the administration building."

"I'll try," said Saturday, "I'll call as many as I can."

"It must be assembled within one day," Lu Bixing said. "The so-called cooperation of your Self-Defense Forces is basically equal to hindering each other. I need short-term training, so go quickly."

Saturday didn't go and bumped him with the shoulder.

"Okay," Lu Bixing gave him a sympathetic look, "You can't hold anything else in your mind except gossip—I have no idea, I just have a good relationship with him, and I think he might be interested in me. I haven't figured out what to do, okay, what else do you want to ask?"

Sat said very tactfully: "Don't talk about it, a man, when he meets a person who is not interested and covets himself, he doesn't even think about what to do, he has already moved his legs and ran away."

Lu Bixing: "..."

He didn't feel very good, because what he said on Saturday seemed to make sense.

Saturday sighed: "Brother, life is too short. As for me, I will be satisfied if I can live to be a hundred years old in this ghost place. 100 years will pass in the blink of an eye. If I like someone, I will Just say it—I like your student."

When Lu Bixing heard the first half of the sentence, he was still a little emotional, but when he heard the second half, he almost choked to death: "...Huh?"

"Your female student, the one named Mint, is thin, tall and good-looking." Saturday stretched out her hand and gestured, "Her kind of flirtatiousness is very similar to my childhood friend when I was young."

Lu Bixing was happy to change the subject, and asked kindly: "Do you want me to send you an admission notice, after you sign it, you will be officially admitted to Xinghai Academy. The friendship between classmates and childhood sweethearts are very good - by the way, you Are you in your teens?"

Saturday happily replied: "Sixteen..."

Lu Bixing was baffled. He didn't know how ridiculous the number "sixteen" was, so he heard Saturday say: "add another twenty, hahaha, is it unexpected? I used to pretend to be child labor to deceive people when I ran goods. Fooled."

Lu Bixing: "..."

The smelly and shameless gangster pretended to be tender, intending to seduce underage girls. Teacher Lu was furious: "Don't even think about it! Get out!"

In the evening, on Saturday, he claimed that he had gathered 300 people. Lu Bixing came out and saw that he was almost crushed—less than 200 people from the self-defense team came. The members of the "Tian Tuan" actually got involved in it!

Shout out to him on Saturday: "I did my best."

A self-defense member raised his hand high.

Lu Bixing squeezed out a smile and nodded at him.

The self-defense member said: "We are all backup patrols. We have learned how to start it. We patrol up and drive around every day and then drive back. How do we open the protective cover?"

Another self-defense team member said: "Mr. Lu, can you tell us what to do before going to the sky? How to queue up and so on. I can't be distracted when I am connected to the spiritual network. The spiritual network will be disconnected when I talk to others."

The lame old man of the 150-year-old group interjected tremblingly: "I can't be distracted, I touched the mecha once [-] years ago, so I can't be distracted, old people have unreasonable bladders, if you let me If I spend more than an hour in the sky, I have to prepare diapers."

Lu Bixing: "..."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the contact station, before Lu Bixing could say a word, he turned around and rushed in in front of the one-eyed eagle.

The contact station received an echo from Beijing, and Lin Jingheng said concisely: "Got it."

The two words are the standard reply when the task is carried out. Every day in the base to direct everyone to work, Lu Bixing will get countless "received" when he gives an order. This is the first time he discovered that these two words are a bit thrilling. Can't help but think: "It's all that painted cucumber on Saturday."

Lin Jingheng's whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and his temples seemed to have been penetrated.He brought three backup energy sources, and now he has replaced the last one. The defensive cover has returned to heaven and earth, and there is no scum left. The power valve on one side is broken, and Beijing, who is paralyzed, can only walk like a crab in space.

"Zhanlu," he said softly, "give me a soothing shot."

The manipulator slid over from mid-air, and raised an injection in his hand: "Sixteen emergency jumps, I believe you can declare the Guinness record, sir—in terms of acrobatics—I suggest you switch to the automatic route and go to the nursing cabin lie down for a while."

However, Lin Jingheng just stretched out an arm and handed it to him: "No, return to the voyage."

Zhan Lu: "According to statistics, you said 120 three 'no's to me during this voyage."

Lin Jingheng: "Shut up."

Zhanlu poked a needle into his vein: "No."