Architect

Just be happy, and when you make another request, he will definitely agree. "Sachs' words sounded very convincing, with a look of determination of "listen to me."

"Yes! Boss, you are really amazing!"

"Hey! Don't look at who your boss is?" Sachs raised his chin. Although he sneered at Angus's admiration, he still couldn't help giving him a few more moves in a good mood, "I Let me tell you, this kind of thing is about mutual benefit, you can't just care about one person's pleasure, if the other party also feels happy, then there will definitely be a show next time."

"Cool? What cool?"

Sachs feels that his patience today has definitely exceeded the limit of ten years ago: "You are so stupid! Do to him as you feel comfortable!! Do you have to teach this?!"

"Oh!" Angus carefully wrote down the words of the boss, and then couldn't help being a little curious, "Boss, you are so skilled, don't you often practice duels with grandma?"

"roll!!"

Finally, he couldn't help kicking Angus away. The boss, who was upset by the truth, was so angry that he clasped his knuckles together. If that guy dared to ask another question, he would definitely Break his ribs!

Suddenly, the hatch behind him opened with a "swish -" and a strong arm was hooped up from behind, and Sachs was pulled into a strong and powerful embrace.

A deep voice rang in his ear: "Sir, please practice."

"……turn down!!!"

In fact, Ike has also noticed Angus' strange behavior these days.

For example, when he was in the same cabin, he couldn't stay quietly. He either did physical training or climbed into bed to sleep, but the sound of breathing while lying on the bed was very heavy, and he didn't seem to be asleep. .This behavior of obviously avoiding him, even unwilling to look at him, made Ike a little worried.

He regretted the impulsiveness before, but he had no idea that Angus had already discussed this matter with the boss...

In order not to make Angus feel embarrassed or uncomfortable seeing himself, he has been staying in the simulation room recently.

Although the simulation training ended in failure, the corpses of those virtual beauties can't be allowed to lie in the system all over the place. Someone has to clean up the aftermath, right?

When Angus consulted his boss about that, Ike was lying in the simulation cabin.

He was done with the mock records that were not much different from murders, but he didn't leave there, he called up a mock data package.

In fact, at the beginning, he was just lying in the simulation cabin with nothing he could do, but occasionally, he would think back to the day when he talked with Angus that there was no important infrastructure at all. When the base of the object gradually formed in his mind, the fingertips would move unconsciously, and then a familiar feeling emerged.

how many years?

He hadn't felt this eager to do something, to create something, since his last design book was thrown in the recycling bin by a businessman developing a colony.

But now, he once again experienced the sudden but surging creative passion in his chest that he refused to retreat.

Even if he doesn't want to think about it, the memory in the human brain cannot be completely disappeared by pressing the delete button like a computer.

Yes, he once studied wooden construction at Star Academy.

It is an ancient architectural school that advocates the architecture of the mother star. The light wooden structure building he designed and planned boldly uses the design concept of all wood materials, without using any other engineering and technical auxiliary materials that help speed up the construction speed. In addition to the flexibility of the walls, floors and roofs, compared to those stereotyped metal shell colonial buildings, his design is gorgeous, and was even given the reputation of a new star of colonial architectural aesthetics.

It's a pity that his fragile star was easily swallowed by a black hole invisible to the naked eye... After leaving the academy, he found that the architectural design he was proud of was not adopted by the rulers of the colonial planet at all.

People who develop colonial planets are more eager to occupy new territories and obtain resources from new planets than to build gorgeous residences. They don’t want to understand what is called architectural art and what is called classical aesthetics. It is too impractical, they prefer to build standard building bases that can be built in a short period of time without spending too much time planning and designing.

Therefore, architects who are unwilling to accommodate clients’ wishes for remuneration are always rejected. At the beginning, some orders came for his handsome face and young body. Those clients wanted to please this young architect. Or be willing to waste some money on privately purchased planets with useless log cabin cottages.

But when he gradually aged, his skin was no longer as smooth as that of a teenager, and wrinkles even appeared at the corners of his eyes, all the men chasing after him disappeared.And when the clients who held his painstakingly designed design without even looking at it, and only knew to look at his body with obscene eyes, had been replaced by some fat nouveau riche who squeezed immigrants like vampires, Ai Ke finally felt a little flustered.

He found that he didn't even know how to survive after losing his identity as an architect. If he didn't want to open his body to those disgusting men, then his hands, which are proficient in making virtual architectural diagrams, were connected to the manipulator arm. It is impossible to carry goods.

He had to seek help from the lovers who had had an intimate relationship with him, but those lovers who had talked sweetly to him looked at him who was growing old in the years with mocking eyes.

A lover who once promised to give him a planet took out a photo of him when he was young, kissed him in the photo with the same tenderness, and then refused to look at him now.

Ike, living on the streets, finally realizes...he's eliminated.

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"Uncle?"

Angus, who got the advice from the boss, is now looking for Uncle Ike with full of joy. He knows that Uncle Ike will go to other places in the spaceship except when he is with him, and he will only stay in the cabin when he is alone. Or just a simulation room.

He didn't understand Ike's caution and prudence. According to the uncle's thinking, he just felt that he was an unknown person, and it was not good to dangle around on the boat. If something went wrong, he would just most suspect.

But... what could go wrong?

Angus felt that the uncle must have thought too much.

On this small battleship, there are a bunch of mercenaries who kill people faster than eating potato stew. Their eyes are even sharper than the monitors. Everything on the battleship cannot escape their eyes, let alone a big one like the uncle. Even if some unlucky little flying insect entered the cabin, it was nailed to the deck by Uncle No. 13 before it could fly into the ventilation duct.

Sure enough, he found Ike in the simulation room.

When he saw the uncle lying in the simulation cabin, Angus thought he was doing exercises alone, so out of curiosity, he didn't call him as loud as usual.

Uncle Ike only tried elementary exercises with him before, so when he is alone, will he use some advanced skills?

Although Angus's imagination is still quite poor in this respect, as usual, as long as he recalls the feeling of the uncle's soft lips and tongue touching him, his whole body will immediately become hot.

He quietly ran to the backup cabin to find a simulator helmet, then touched the position of the back seat of the simulation cabin and pulled out a few data cables to connect them. This is a synchronous simulation interface, mainly for the instructor to observe soldiers fighting at close range However, if it is set, the user cannot detect the existence of the instructor.

When Angus entered the simulation scene, he was stunned by what he saw.

The wooden houses like independent small squares are connected into a huge wooden building group. The houses are all built against the hillside and arranged on both sides of a main road like steps. Everything is made of wood, whether it is The walls, doors and windows all have a simple and plain taste, and they are patchworkly connected together, forming a majestic and magnificent momentum.

Angus was tempted to approach one of the wooden houses. The walls were painted in a fresh color, and there was a small chimney on the roof. A thick layer of soil was laid on the roof and green grass was planted for effective heat insulation. , although it is only virtual data, it has the taste of someone living in it.

Then he found the uncle behind the wooden house.

Between Ike's hands is a scaled-down structural diagram of the construction nodes of the wooden structure of the virtual house.

Because he is in instructor mode, now Angus is standing in front of Ike like a ghostly shadow, and Ike has not noticed his existence.His left hand slid gracefully in the void like the conductor of a symphony, and the thick virtual wooden pillars were set up following the guidance of his fingertips, while his right hand stirred up the piercings so that they could run through the pillars flexibly and accurately like an elf The pillars were erected, and they were precisely connected in series. In the virtual space, a three-dimensional wooden frame frame gradually appeared.

The uncle's movements are so smooth and natural, reminding Angus of the movements of mercenary uncles disassembling and assembling firearms. Such handy and flexible movements are only possible after millions of practice, which is enviable but inimitable.

He concentrates on doing what he is doing, leaving behind the things he always worries about.