nebula story

"Although it looks the same as usual, the internal chip information of the password card in everyone's hands has actually been replaced remotely once. The fake card I copied almost couldn't get in."

Staring at him, Professor Saar pretended to be tiger-faced: "I told you, you leave your fingerprints here, and I will help you get a door card. You are definitely not willing!"

Looking at him with a smile, Chesu hid his hands behind his back: "No, I don't want to leave a criminal record!"

Looking at the increasingly daring student with a tiger's face, Professor Saar finally couldn't hold back his doting smile, and reached out from behind to take out a small box tied with a beautiful ribbon: "Come here, this one."

Looking at the box in his hand in surprise, Chesu opened his eyes wide, and actually took out a box of plain paper boxes from the big backpack behind his back. The plain packaging was much bigger than the box in Professor Saar's hand. few.

"Professor, is this called telepathy?" He rushed forward curiously, and his smiling face, which was blown cold by the cold wind, was stimulated by the heating in the room, making his skin extraordinarily pink and crystal clear. "What are you?"

"What else can it be? Eat it quickly." Opening the cake box, Professor Saar took out a whole piece of exquisite cake exuding the fragrance of chestnuts, and sent it to him angrily, "Is it at your master's place at night?" The noodles you ate again? Your mean master should go bankrupt, and go and taste the taste of starvation!"

Taking the piece of cake shyly, Chesu quickly dug out a piece of cake with the small fork that came with it, and inarticulately defended his own young master Andy: "No, my young master is really good to me, no I'm abusing my servant. It's just that I keep forgetting to eat. ——Hey, why did the professor think of using such a beautiful box to put cakes in today? What you brought me before were all bento boxes."

"Today, I asked someone to buy it from outside, and I just didn't eat dinner." The old professor was in a good mood watching him eat with a smile.

"Oh!" After swallowing the cake in three or five mouthfuls, Chesu picked up his own cardboard box from the table, hesitated for a while, and then seemed to muster up the courage, and shyly handed it to the old professor, " Professor... this is for you!"

Looking at the box in his hand in surprise, the old professor looked a little hesitant. "Chesu, where did you get spare money? I accept you as a student, I don't need you..."

After hastily waving his hands, Chesu blushed violently: "I know that many students tried their best not to allow you to accept them as students, so naturally I can't afford the tuition."

He lowered his head slowly and lowered his voice: "Master Hall will give me a little salary every month besides taking care of my board and lodging, but the money may not be enough to pay for the supper you bring me every day." .”

Turning his head to look at the colorful ribbon on the beautiful cake box on the table, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, but when he turned his head, he showed a smile: "The raw materials for this are not worth much, but...it is made by me. made."

After hesitating for a moment, Professor Saar reached out and opened the cardboard box, staring blankly at the contents.

On a piece of translucent plain flower paper, a silver-gray scarf was neatly placed, folded into a square shape.Taking it out slowly, the old professor put it on his chest in doubt and gestured: "Scarf?"

Puchi laughed, the boy came over, carefully wrapped the scarf around the old professor's neck, and finally tied a simple knot before taking a step back and looking at his masterpiece.

The old professor turned his neck, as if he was trying to adapt to the sudden extra thing on his neck.After a long while, he muttered: "It's so comfortable to be bare on the neck, it's really uncomfortable to have an extra circle of furry things."

"Professor Saar—" Chesu softened his voice, and moved his red face closer to him, "You seem to have been coughing since the beginning of autumn, isn't it wrong? My father told me, if you want to keep out the cold, protect your neck and chest is the most important."

"Well." Nodding reluctantly, the old professor looked at the expectant and eager eyes of the young man in front of him, and finally couldn't bear to take off the warm thing around his neck, "You said you made it yourself, so you wove it?"

"Where do I have this patience?" Chesu smiled mischievously, "I looked for knitting tutorials on the Internet and studied it. I decomposed the movements into standard and programmed movements, and programmed them for machine weaving."

"Oh, a weaving machine?"

"Uh. No..." Chesu looked carefully at the old professor's face, and said in a low voice, "Where is there such a thing in school?"

"That's it?" Hearing no answer, the old professor looked suspiciously at this unexpectedly naughty student, followed his cunning eyes to the direction of the next door, and suddenly pointed at him and shouted loudly: "You, you, you, You use the mecha—”

"Professor, you are really amazing! I guessed it right away." Bending down with a smile, Chesu was a little shy and a little proud; "The door lock of the mecha showroom in the next room is a little bit harder to open than yours. But it's electronic, and once it's done, it's never a problem."

Speechlessly staring at this increasingly naughty student, Professor Saar finally couldn't help being curious: "Quickly, quickly, write out the program you made, and I'll take a look!"

Rejuvenated, Chesu quickly sat next to him: "I knew you would find it interesting, Professor, I copied a copy of the command program I wrote and brought it to you!"

Putting on his presbyopic glasses, Professor Saar carefully looked at the copy paper he had unfolded, put it down after a while, and turned to look at him.

Feeling uneasy at being watched by him, Chesu looked at his program: "Professor, what's wrong?"

Professor Saar shook his head: "No, it's because it's so good."

After pondering for a while, he said, "So there is one thing I want you to participate in."

The old professor walked to the safe in the corner of the room, and after entering a series of complicated passwords, carefully took out a storage disk from it, and inserted it into the data reading window in front of the workbench.

The mecha information that had been demonstrated in the afternoon appeared on the screen again, and the old professor turned the background sound volume down to a very low level.The old and the young watched the demonstration quietly, and Teacher Saar observed Chesu's sparkling eyes: "Are you interested?"

"What is this?" Chesu whispered excitedly, "Although it's just a simulation, it's really awesome!"

"This is the latest mecha developed by the Imperial Army and our Engineering College. The initial general framework has been completed, and only some very core problems need to be solved. I have been entrusted to be in charge of the research and development organization of the Engineering College. Come join." The old professor looked at his students proudly, "I have a lot of researchers under me, experts in various fields, but you, the little guy, are the ones who understand everything well."

Chesu looked at the big screen hesitantly, slightly startled.His eyes dimmed, and he smiled wryly: "Professor Saar, I can't let people know of my existence."

"Don't worry, you won't be included in the research and development list. They study theirs, and we are only responsible for the core part. What you have to do is to come and help me at night as usual." Che patted Che happily Su's shoulder, the old professor happily acted like a child, "I'm old, and I need you to help me!"

"Is it true that no one will know my identity?" Looking at the old professor in surprise, Chesu eagerly looked at the majestic mecha on the light curtain, and felt itchy for a moment.

"Don't worry, no one will know!" Blinking at him, the old professor then said seriously: "But you should also know that this is top-secret research information, and no researchers involved in the research and development are allowed to Take the information out, and you can only study and watch it here."

"Understood." Chesu's cheeks flushed with excitement, and she threw herself in front of the light curtain, looking longingly at the whole body of the silver-gray mecha. Mercury-like luster seemed to flow down through the light curtain, and the starry sky in the background was blue and vast. boundless.

Just like what I dreamed of when I held those expensive mecha toys in my hand when I was a child, now I have the real objects in front of my eyes, what a happy thing.

His Royal Highness the Third Prince leaned over Professor Saar and humbly listened to the professor's report on the latest mech research and development report, and felt the sudden uneasiness of the personal entourage beside him.

Ever since he answered a phone call outside, this double agent, who was specially transferred from the military academy and was proficient in high-tech and combat techniques, had been gesturing to him with his eyes.

After saying hello to Professor Saar calmly, he turned and walked to a top-secret meeting room next door, and looked at the subordinates who followed him in surprise: "What's the matter, Moore? Your face is so nervous."

"His Royal Highness, there is something very strange, and I need to report it to you immediately." Standing at attention and giving him a standard military salute, the military officer who had just been transferred to his side for more than ten days frowned, "I just follow the As usual, I scanned some of the data on that storage disk with a small hidden instrument today, and found a very surprising problem."

"Oh?" His Royal Highness Lance narrowed his usually gentle eyes slightly.

"It is said that the research and development personnel of the School of Engineering are not qualified to directly open the core data of the mecha in this safe. Only Professor Saar and us can open it. We come to open it once a day, and we will lock it in the safe when we leave. In other words, the number of times this data packet has been opened is very few."

Moore frowned tightly, "However, I scanned it today. We have only been here for a week. Counting all the times of opening and packaging, it is no more than 9 or 10 times at most. But Your Highness, the data just came out, This packet has been opened sixteen times!"

"Could it be that Professor Saar opened it by himself, and he needs to consult some data when he has nothing to do?" His Highness Lance thought for a while, and frowned his beautiful eyebrows.

"If the opening time is irregular, I might think the same way." Looking at the Third Highness gloomily, Moore's face twitched a little, "Unfortunately, the extra opening time has just been analyzed—the data I left an anti-theft back door in the bag - very disturbing, the time points to after 12 o'clock at night, without exception."

His Royal Highness Lance's dark blue eyes finally showed a moment of surprise and anger: Professor Saar would definitely not sneakily open this top-secret information at night every day. Other researchers are not qualified to open the total data package, only access to the sub-package data .

So, who is this person who opens the data packet at midnight every night? !