This is definitely not rebirth

The military aviation arrived at the tarmac of the military area in the middle of the night. Fan He watched it with gusto from the porthole. What a novelty it is to be immersed in the patchwork city in the night. In his memory, except for the devil area for N+ years, when he was a human being, he himself From birth to death, they live in the colony of the space station, where there is nothing but steel, rough food, and simple housing. Civilians living in the war years must participate in the war after the age of 14, and contribute to the war all their lives.

Fan He thought that it would be good to live again, at least he would have the opportunity to see the revitalized earth after the Ice Age, and he could only watch movies before.

Yan had to go with the brigade, while Fan He had to go with the treatment department.

After entering the military region, the Chief Medical Officer Chrysanthemum has been by his side. Although his face is full of impatience, he is very loyal and will take care of the child bride-in-law for his friend to the end.

Although it was already late at night, Fan He, who was deep into the enemy's line, naturally couldn't sleep. His chubby little hands supported his chin, his eyeballs rolled around, and he said the words of the chief medical officer in a clear and crisp child's voice.What is the most uncomfortable thing to talk about?Silence of course.Although some differences in the pronunciation of ancient and modern languages ​​made it difficult for Fan He to understand, but with Fan He's logical ability, he managed to gather some non-confidential information before dawn.

For example, it is now 2113 in the New Era, nearly 17 years away from the time and space where he used to live, and Chrysanthemum, Yan, and even the youths in military uniform dispatched this time are all only [-] years old, all of whom are military school students. It was a rating test, and the only official soldier was Juhua's father, a colonel.

Because of his accident, Yan's score is very dangerous, which directly affects his future.

Fan He felt guilty for no reason, thinking about whether it was because he was acting cute and hugging his thighs, in fact, these things did not happen later, but as the saying goes, soldiers are not tired of deceit, Yanhui is also responsible for being recruited.As for the future, he thinks that with the upright temperament of that baby's sharp sword, it is probably no better than having it, otherwise it will be cannon fodder faster. The military department has never been short of cannibalistic goods. Back then, he was so cheap Invincible... A clever person has said it several times, and the last time he even lost his life.

"Hey, why are you picking your nose? It's so dirty." The chrysanthemum monster yelled, picked up the child and threw it into the disinfector, pressed the deep cleaning button, and cleaned the child thoroughly.

Fan He was soaked in the disinfectant like a frog scratching his limbs, secretly hating this shell that is light and soft and easy to knock down—damn it, it must grow to be two meters high.

After Fan He was washed clean and dried again, lying in the cocoon-shaped transparent jar with tears in his eyes, Yan finally came back, his cold and hard expression was instantly frozen, and Chrysanthemum's scalp felt numb after seeing it, so he hurriedly put the little thing away. Let it out, he smiled and moved out of the door: "Then what, I'll go see Dad and save your points."

Yan didn't embarrass his friend, and let him escape. Then he opened the transparent cover, grabbed the child under the armpit and lifted it up. His cold face confronted the baby's pitiful bun face for a moment. The child lapped into his arms and patted his little butt: "Good boy."

your sister!Fan He immediately frowned, but when he thought that this was his family's meal ticket, he immediately softened again, so just be good: "I will be a good brother, but that uncle just now was so bad, huh, so uncomfortable." rational.

Sure enough, because of the child's innocent complaint, Yan pressed his thin lips tightly like a sharp sword. He couldn't understand his friend's casual bullying of the child: "I will... let him reflect on it."

This is far from revenge. Fan He rolled his eyes helplessly and thought to himself: I can’t stand this kid too well... Not long after, he had a new understanding of self-criticism, and since then he has recognized self-criticism as one of the most vicious ways of revenge.Of course, Fan He doesn't know now, and his attention is also taken away by a familiar smell, his bun face is gathered into a wrinkled bun in the middle: "Blood smell? Are you hurt?"

Yan looked at the child and remembered that the child is of mixed race. The five senses are obviously much stronger than ordinary half-human children. He is not going to hide the child. He thinks that lies are the killer of living together: "Well, fifty army whips have been treated."

Fan He's eyes widened, and his sense of guilt was refreshed. He never imagined that a student who did something wrong would have to receive fifteen military whips. He didn't know how powerful the military whips are now. The punishment must be to rub off a layer of skin.The expression on his face changed, and after a long time, the fat little hand stretched out and caressed the handsome guy's forehead: "The pain flies away..."

Yan's handsome face like a sculpture showed a trace of astonishment. He looked at the child's fleshy face, short hands, serious expression, and the satisfaction in his heart overwhelmed the pain on his back: "Well, it doesn't hurt."

Fan He wiped his sweat vigorously, and thought to himself: You are cute, you are so cute that your liver hurts, don't worry, Uncle understands the romance of men, and I will try my best to satisfy you... By the way, Uncle doesn't seem like a loli, does he?Is it useful for Zhengtai to use this trick?

"In addition, you need to strengthen your language learning. When you are three years old, you should have a standard pronunciation." Yan directly regarded the semi-ancient accent of a certain uncle Hun Baozi as a child with a stupid mouth, and secretly drew up a Baozi tutorial plan in his heart.

Language and writing are necessary, if you don’t live, you will live, and you can’t be illiterate.

"Well, brother, listen to you."

"One more time, brother."

"elder brother."

"one more time."

"elder brother."

"continue."

"..." Fan He looked sideways, slandering: child, are you sure your preference is okay?I'm so worried.

Yan studied at a military academy and studied in a closed mode, but because of Yan's special background, the only mother who can be seen in the face has passed away, and his fiancé is a minor... Well, young boy, and there is a federal marriage law there, The military academy also had to open a back door for the young couple, and the original multi-person dormitory was changed to the wedding dormitory.

With the development of modern information, the mobilization has already begun with the use of the engagement ring at Yan's end, so when a floating shuttle pulls the students, together with the children who are sunken in the middle of a row of children with an average height of more than 175, they are pulled back to the military academy in a whole car.As soon as he stepped into the school gate, Yan was immediately notified of moving to a new house, so he picked up the child and walked to the new dormitory in another direction.Of course, it's not that there are more advanced means of transportation, but because the military academy is a place for training people, students do not have permission to use means of transportation, so naturally they don't step on a hoverboard like some civil servants to fly lightly.

Fan He sat on the crook of Yan's arms and re-examined this well-developed child. He was 180 meters tall by visual inspection, and his hair was of good quality. Following the child's vigorous steps, he looked like ripples in the water. nice.According to Chrysanthemum, Yan's mother is a foreigner with Persian cat genes. In addition to blue golden eyes, she also has a pair of cat ears.However, except for the eyes, everything else is inherited from the father, except for facial paralysis... This child is also very tall, tall, slender, strong, and there are powerful muscles hidden under the neat military uniform. He is a good soldier, but not only Yu Bing.

Boy, I wish you a good boss in the future.

Yan’s footsteps are not slow, and it didn’t take long to come and go to the family dormitory area farther than the collective dormitory. The towering cylindrical glass building can’t see the door, but you can see some vaguely different styles behind the glass cut into large squares. decorate.

The long finger brushed the earrings, and the light screen appeared again. Yan called up the relevant files. After operating according to the content, a circle of light rose under his feet to scan the two of them, and a fluffy pink ball projection appeared in front of his eyes.

[Good night, the new head of household and children’s lunch boxes, the door belonging to you is about to open, please remember that children need legal registration information, otherwise the system will not be able to grant access, except for today’s temporary pass, the information comes from the G609 family dormitory host A3.Please confirm to enter the room. 】"confirm."

As soon as Yan's sonorous sound fell, a floating board rose from the seemingly ordinary ground under their feet, lifted the two of them up, and flew around the cylindrical building to a certain high place.The glass surface, which looks flat and without the slightest slit, immediately opened a mouth enough for two people to enter. The floating plate lifted the two people in, and the glass closed immediately, and it was a perfect piece of glass again.

After the two entered the room, the light was turned on, and the light screen embedded in the wall next to it was turned on, waiting for instructions.

Looking around, the room is not big, but it has everything you need, such as an optical computer, a suspended sofa, a sleeping compartment, a small kitchen and a bathroom.

There was a suitcase beside the door, and Fan He immediately guessed that it was Yan's luggage.

"Hungry?" Yan asked the child sitting in the armband and looking at him first.

"En." Fan He nodded.

Yan Xin walked to the kitchen, opened the kitchen cabinet, it was full of nutrients, Yan stretched out his strong and slender hand, took one and handed it to the child: "Only the original taste."

"..." Fan He took the nutritional supplement, he naturally understood this thing, but it was convenient to eat it in war or on a warship, so what about at home?Is it necessary to eat this at home too?He would rather have a moldy black bread than this, okay?He felt like he was about to go crazy: "What a fool, I won't grow taller, can't you give me milk and bread or something?"

Yan was silent. When Fan He thought that he was too picky about the meal ticket, he saw introspection in those strange eyes: "I... will buy it tomorrow."

Fan He held the nutrient tube, dumbfounded - are you acting cute?How cute?Or play cute?

So Fan He, who was a good boss who took special care of recruits and subordinates N+ years ago, couldn't avoid being defeated. He stroked his black hair and said tolerantly, "Okay, I'll eat this first."

Yan felt that the child's behavior was a bit strange, but since he had alien blood, it was normal for him to be different from ordinary people. He nodded and squeezed out a sentence of praise in the form of a statement: "You are very good."

Fan He's whole body was occupied by a sense of powerlessness, and he decided to adapt to his identity as a child, and readily accepted the description of 'good', although this thing never appeared on him N+ years ago.

Yan puts the good children down to eat nutritional supplements, and thinks about the supplies that need to be purchased for raising children, first of all, cute children's clothes, then cute children's decorations, and then food suitable for children.Yan Xing is full of power, and immediately conducts shopping through the private optical computer.

Fan He didn't know the fate he was about to face, so he quickly sucked up the tasteless nutrient and went to the sleep cabin to have a good sleep. He has been a ghost for N+ years, and he hasn't tasted the taste of sleep for a long time.

As a senior follower of "Returning to the Cage", Fan He is still reliving the creed of "sleep for another 5 minutes" infinitely in bed. The facial paralyzed fiancé with a perfect concept of time like a robot scooped him up. Putting on a white children's dress with bunny ear pockets, Fan He didn't know it, and lied softly on his paralyzed shoulders and continued to practice the teaching of "sleep for another 5 minutes".

Yan, who only took half a day off, led Fan He to leave the campus, and then took the city public shuttle to the urban area, and walked into the hall of the household registration management agency.He submitted the marriage contract information together with the letter of consent obtained from the teacher, and Fan He's household registration was quickly approved. When filling in the information, Yan had to shake Fan He awake.He can fill in the information on behalf of the writer, but Fan He must confirm it himself no matter how young he is.

So Yan fills in one item, and the system voice reads one item, and Fan He then presses OK.

male?Confirmed; three years old?Confirmed; unknown alien and plant hybrid?Confirm; height 95CM? ...confirmed; weight 15KG?Confirmed; name lunch box?confirm.

There was only a pause on the height item, and then Fan He pressed the confirmation button precisely, so that he and Chrysanthemum fought bravely with the household registration management office for many years, becoming brothers and sisters.

And Yan is now going back with a ignorant lunch box, preparing to enroll in the kindergarten attached to the military academy.

The lunch box stood in front of the kindergarten, and before he was completely shocked by the fact that he was in the kindergarten, he was shot with an arrow by Maner Zhengta, who was reflected on the polished school gate, covered his knee and roared, "Damn it! Who is the rabbit?!"

Yan could only understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence after hearing the 'badly pronounced' roar, so he sent another arrow from the lunch box: "It's you."

Lunchbox was hit by arrows in both knees, forcing his body to bend forward in frustration.

Who said that the recipient of the lunch box is always the saddest, and who has ever felt sorry for the lunch box itself?