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After a war, there will always be an extremely pleasant leisure time. It is rare for Mejielin to sleep through the night, and she wanders to the kitchen, planning to find something to eat other than nutritional supplements to satisfy her cravings.

The captains' rooms were not far apart, and she ran into Wein within a few steps. Relying on years of tacit understanding, she determined the destination of the trip through her eyes, and walked to the kitchen together.

Few people walked around in the passage, either on duty or being dispatched, or still sleeping.

Wayne asked Madeline, "When are you leaving?"

The Eleventh Army Corps of the rebel army was wiped out, and as it should be, the front line has been pushed forward a lot.Lu Fenghan has already allocated, several captains each have a star field that needs to lead a team to patrol.

One is to wipe out the scattered remnants, and the other is to check the star map, such as where there are more particle storms, and where the stars have traces of activity.During the inspection, you can also adjust the defense on the spot by the way.Things are not troublesome, but there are not many.

"Find something to eat before leaving. I drink nutritional supplements every day, and the birds are almost fading out of my mouth." Mei Jielin's brows were a little irritable, "I was still thinking about whether to apply to the conductor last night. After I finished my inspection, Can you take a stroll to the Southern Cross region, land on the ground, and breathe the pure natural air."

Wein understood immediately: "You want to find a man to sleep with?"

Mei Jielin rubbed her nose, and said confidently: "Going to the battlefield is too exhausting, every nerve in my brain is tense, I need to relieve it! I need to rest! I need to release the pressure!"

Wein didn't quite understand: "Spent two days in the gravity training room?"

She curled her lips in disgust, and Mei Jielin had her own aesthetics: "Too thick muscles will make you ugly, and it will affect the visual aesthetics on the bed. I'm just right now."

While the two were talking, the kitchen door slid open to both sides. Mei Jielin saw the scene inside, staggered, and rubbed her eyes subconsciously: "Did I forget my eyeballs when I went out?"

Wein was also shocked: "Why is the conductor here? We went the wrong way and walked to the command room?"

Everyone in the command ship knows that Lu Fenghan has never pursued much quality in his life. He eats nutritional supplements and nutritional creams in exchange. He can eat them from January 30st to December [-]th. During this period, he even takes canned mashed potatoes to the kitchen to heat up Don't even bother with the heat.

Mei Jielin murmured out four words: "...Damn it."

At this time, Po Jun's voice suddenly sounded: "Where did you see the ghost?"

Lu Fenghan comforted Po Jun: "They are joking, there is no ghost." After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the two people standing at the door, pointing his finger upwards, "He is afraid."

Mei Jielin choked for five seconds.

The commander-in-chief who appeared in the kitchen, and, afraid of ghosts...artificial intelligence?

On the contrary, Wein didn't think there was any problem: "Pojun is only half a year old, it's normal to be afraid of ghosts!"

He walked over a few more steps, gossiping, "Commander, why are you in the kitchen?"

When he looked down again, Lu Fenghan was holding a sharp knife with a serious expression, carefully peeling apple pieces into rabbit shapes with a cautious expression.

???

He has seen Lu Fenghan hold a gun, and he has seen Lu Fenghan carry a cannon, but he has never seen Lu Fenghan so virtuous and homely!

Lu Fenghan didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior, and explained: "Qiyan is a little uncomfortable, prepare a plate of fruit for him."

"Oh, oh, that's it..." Wein suddenly remembered the picture of sitting on his lap, scratching his heart and wanting to ask something, but couldn't open his mouth for a long time.

Cut a V-shaped incision on the skin to make the last two apple rabbits. Lu Fenghan asked, "Have you finished distributing the supplies?"

Mei Jielin was rustling torn off the chocolate wrapping, and replied after hearing the words: "The distribution of spoils must be ranked among the top three things to do after the war! The distribution has already been completed, we have divided [-]%, and the rest is full Logistics. Last night, the logistics department estimated that they were working overtime to check the supplies, and the report should be sent to you as the commander soon."

The Space Force has never been as romantic as imagined. After firing the guns on the battlefield, you have to write a report honestly when you get off the battlefield, not to mention the frequency of defense changes, public holidays, and inventory.Especially when Leto fell, the alliance army/government center collectively moved to Odin, and everyone was having a hard time, material storage and management became extremely important.

This is why their eyes glow green when they see the enemy supply ship one by one.

The tacit understanding cultivated over the past few years, Lu Fenghan didn't care about it after asking a few words, and left the kitchen with a fruit plate.

Po Jun opened the bedroom door, and as soon as Lu Fenghan entered, he met Qi Yan's eyes.

Inexplicably, I feel that this look is a bit wronged, as if asking pitifully, "Where have you been?"Lu Fenghan explained consciously: "I went to the kitchen."

As he spoke, he put the fruit plate on the small table beside Qi Yan's bed.

In the morning, he took the medicine according to the reduced dosage for the second time. Not long after, Qiyan became limp and had no strength, and was hugged by Lu Fenghan and put into the bed.

At this time, his eyes fell on the fruit plate, and his eyes widened slightly: "It's... a little rabbit?"

"Well, don't you get tired of eating nutritional supplements every day? Try other flavors." Lu Fenghan fed the apple slices dressed as rabbits to Qiyan's mouth, and the other party obediently opened his mouth.

Seeing him eating, Lu Fenghan stroked the broken hair on his forehead with his fingers.

Prayer trembled slightly.

Lu Fenghan raised his eyebrows: "Does it hurt?"

Avoiding Lu Fenghan's gaze, Qi Yan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, it's itchy." His gaze flicked over Lu Fenghan's fingertips, "You have calluses on your fingertips."

Knowing that Qi Yan is sensitive/sensitive, Lu Fenghan didn't tease him anymore, and when he ate the second piece, he said in a low voice: "Qi Yan, I'm real, can you be sure?"

Qi Yan raised his eyes, his eyes were very quiet.

In other words, Qi Yan's eyes have always been like this.Lu Fenghan doesn't know if this is the case for people who are engaged in scientific research and have been pursuing the truth all their lives. Deep in their eyes, there is always a rare innocence and undivided attention. They don't care too much about trivial matters and sophistication, and their eyes keep looking in a distant direction .

"determine."

When Qi Yan answered, he understood Lu Fenghan's intention.

Cutting apples into rabbits was something that Lu Fenghan had never done before, and naturally it was a fragment that did not exist in his memory.

Not fiction, but reality.

The man in front of me is real.

At this moment, there was a crack in Qi Yan's heart, and some kind of sadness escaped.

But because of the existence of this person beside him, this sadness was completely washed away by the long wind in the wilderness.

What did he think of: "Ye Pei invited me to eat pasta with mushroom sauce."

Knowing that Qi Yan was asking for proof, Lu Fenghan pinched his nose: "There is no mushroom sauce on the command ship, only Turan College."

"I remembered wrong."

Lu Fenghan fed Qiyan another piece of apple, and said abruptly, "I'm very lucky."

Qi Yan spoke vaguely: "What are you lucky about?"

Lu Fenghan's tone was very light: "I'm glad you're still willing to trust me."

Whether it's the non-rejection of his approach, the reliance on the subtleties, or the kiss he allowed, or even asking him to verify the authenticity of the memory at this moment——

Lu Fenghan was extremely happy.

Qiyan didn't reject him, didn't alienate him, and was willing to believe him.

He was afraid, afraid that a high wall would be erected between the two of them, how could he cross it.

But no.

Even if he had brought so much pain to Qiyan.

Even when the pain is severe, there is no fear.

Qi Yan swallowed the apple, very rationally: "Because no one knows when the accident will happen, you saved me."

"You're back."

After saying the last four words, Qi Yan subconsciously stopped and said hesitantly, "I just seemed a little...happy?"

He was a little dazed again, "I'm not sure if that feeling is happy."

Lu Fenghan brushed the corner of his lips with his finger: "I'm sure it's nothing." He naturally changed the subject, "What were you doing just now?"

"As I mentioned to you yesterday, I have some ideas about interfering with the frequency of the 'Clairvoyance' returning pictures. But I don't know the frequency band decomposition of the expeditionary force, so I want to ask Lorenz."

Lu Fenghan recalled the night of Qiyan in Leto, and knew what he meant: "Go now?"

Qi Yan recalled the stack of repair application forms submitted by Mei Jielin and the others, "Will going now delay his work?"

"I guess Lorenz's face will stink within a week. It doesn't make any difference whether we go now or seven days later. We will go to him in seven days. Maybe Lorenz's emotional explosion is more likely. "When Qiyan got out of bed, Lu Fenghan put a coat on him, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

In the area of ​​the technical department, there is a strong smell of coffee.

Ye Pei and Mondrian were taken by their seniors to repair the power system of the Jiangling. The data in it was like an ocean. They drifted in it all night, and now they are holding a cup of espresso to continue their lives.

Ye Pei thumped his head, and he was weak when he spoke: "I'm already stupid. Which devil designed the power system? Is the structure of his brain different from ours? But now I understand why the minister I hate Captain Mejielin and Captain Dushan so much! The two of them are existences that increase the workload without limit!"

Mondrian took a sip of coffee, the bitterness stimulated his taste buds, and his brain became clearer: "I heard from my predecessors that the power system was the basic prototype designed by the people of the White Tower a hundred years ago, and it has been upgraded every year since then. It's getting more complicated on the inside."

"It's the White Tower, 'for the continuation of mankind'." Recited the purpose of the White Tower, Ye Pei showed his yearning expression——

This name is like a star in the sky to anyone engaged in scientific research.

In the next second, Ye Pei became sluggish again, "I only wrote down two-thirds of what the senior said just now. Let's compare and complete the notes when we find some time. I think the content of today's day is as good as Professor Fu's." There's more to talk about in the month!"

Mondrian responded, and suddenly said: "Do you think it looks like it?"

Ye Pei blinked, as if answering a signal: "You think so too?"

The two looked at each other, knowing that the other understood what they were talking about.

Mondrian continued: "I heard from Lorenz that the commander-in-chief's surname is Lu."

Ye Pei pinched the handle of the cup with his fingers, leaned forward slightly, and spoke quickly: "Do you also think that voice is very similar to the bodyguard of Qiyan? It was the phrase 'all expeditionary forces assembled' yesterday, when I heard it I just remembered!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Pei sat back in his chair and overturned the guess just now: "But how is it possible, the commander is the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force and the youngest brigadier general in the alliance. I guess if it wasn't for his age, he would have been promoted to Major General, it is impossible to be a bodyguard in Leto."

Mondrian held the coffee cup that was about to bottom out, and felt that what Ye Pei said was right.

"That's right, with so many people in the alliance, it's normal to have similar voices. The surname 'Lu' is not uncommon. Look, isn't General Lu Jun also surnamed Lu?" Ye Pei recalled the scene on the day of the founding, "But if in the future Goodbye, I should thank you face to face."

At this time, there was movement from the direction of the gate, Ye Pei and Mondrian looked over casually, and saw Qiyan walking in.

Just as she was about to get up, she realized that there was another person behind Qi Yan.

He is tall and has long legs, with sharp facial features and an intimidating aura. He stands half a step behind Qi Yan's side.

Ye Pei was very familiar with this scene, she could see it almost every day when she was in Turan College.

Qi Yan and his bodyguards always go in and out together.

But here is the command ship of the expeditionary force.

Immediately, she saw people from the technical department get up one after another and salute in a standard manner.

Ye Pei turned to Mondrian, with erratic eyes, and murmured: "Is it because I stayed up too late that I have hallucinations?"

Soon, Lorenz, who seemed to be holding a cup of espresso forever, came out, and his tone was not very good: "Dingyuan is broken?"

"No, I want to ask you about frequency band decomposition." Lu Fenghan saw the blue shadow in front of Lorenz's eyes clearly, and thought that it was the right decision for Mejielin and Duchamp to go around the technical department.

Lorenz turned his gaze precisely to Qiyan, but he could see Lu Fenghan's instinctive desire to protect this person, so he withdrew his gaze within three seconds: "Come to my studio and say .”

Lorenz's studio was messy, with a few handwriting boards standing in the corner, filled with various symbols and formulas.

Praying to stop: "Are you studying Laplace's formula transformation?"

Lorenz followed his line of sight, and saw the rough draft he had written a few days ago on the handwriting board, which was disorganized. Unexpectedly, Qi Yan could see it from it.

"Yes."

Qi Yan walked to the tablet and picked up the metal pen: "Do you mind if I write on it?"

Lorenz didn't care much about this: "Anything."

Only then did Qi Yan circle the analysis process of a few lines on the handwriting board, write in the blank space, and said: "Before this, it was correct. Here we need to use the first breakpoint to get a hyperbolic quantity."

He wrote very fast. In the studio, apart from the white noise of the starship running, there was the sound of the metal pen falling on the tablet.

"...and use Straw's discriminant method to extract the correct amount."

Lorenz fixed his eyes on the handwriting board, his eyes were burning hot: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​using the first breakpoint?"

Qi Yan didn't know how to answer this question, so he put the metal pen back in place, and finally answered an answer that was not considered an answer: "Here, only the first breakpoint can be used, and the second-level separation is wrong."

Lorenz read the content written in the prayer several times.

At first, he thought that Qiyan got on the command ship because he saved Lu Fenghan's life in Leto.But now it seems that it is more than that.

A person who can easily find out where he made a mistake in the transformation of the Laps formula in a very short period of time and solve the problem that has troubled him for half a month.

But Lorenz didn't ask further, and only thanked him earnestly.

Qi Yan shook his head: "You don't think I'm reckless."

During this period, Lu Fenghan leaned his back against the edge of the table, stood slack, and waited quietly by the side.

Until he heard Lorenz, who was often grumpy due to lack of sleep and always had a somewhat sneering look in his eyes, asking Qiyan: "Do you have time today? I have a few questions I want to ask you."

Lu Fenghan's eyes were slightly cold, with a sense of crisis.

He stood up straight, looked at Qiyan, and his voice was always soft: "After asking about frequency band decomposition, shall we go back?"

Qi Yan looked at Lorenz who was waiting for his answer, then turned to Lu Fenghan: "Okay."

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