Wolf Cub [Interstellar]

Early autumn is approaching, golden leaves are falling all over the capital of the First Galaxy, and eagles are circling in the sky, making low hissing sounds.

The inspection team at the cross-border channel verifies the identity information of the incoming passengers one by one, and only after confirming that the identity of the passengers is correct, they will be released one by one.

The guards guarding the cross-border passage are on duty all day and all night, with dark circles under their eyes, looking tired and checking passengers' documents.

Since the defeat of Koron Star the year before last, there have been uneasy voices in the empire, saying that the werewolves from the werewolf galaxy have already infiltrated into the empire.

Rumors have been circulating for two or three years, but no major disturbances have been seen.

It's just that the inspection of cross-border channels has become much stricter.

The young guard murmured in his heart. When the shift was changed, his shoulders immediately relaxed and he walked towards the cross-border police department.

The police hall was quiet, and the stereoscopic video of the memorial ceremony for the Battle of Koron Star was being broadcast.

The huge crowd covered the memorial square of the sacrificed soldiers in the Koron star battle, and the end could not be seen at a glance.

The tall and majestic body of the Marshal of the Imperial Army stood upright in front of him, his dark blue epaulets were brightened by the sun, which aroused the awe-inspiring righteousness in people's hearts, and his voice was solemn and resonant.

"Today, with a heavy heart, we commemorate the heroes of the imperial army who sacrificed on the distant Keron star. Three years ago, they entered the werewolf α star with the original intention of negotiating peace, but they were ambushed by werewolves on the return journey, numbered star A11 Tens of thousands of soldiers of the fleet will remain on the land of Koron Star forever."

Imperial Marshal Welch's speech lasted for a long time before ending, and everyone observed a 3-minute silence.

It was a sudden disaster, and those who have not experienced it personally will not understand the grief of losing a loved one.

Lin Zaishui refused the interview with the top media in the empire, and the reporter was obviously taken aback: "...it won't delay you for too long."

The young man was polite, lowered his head and said "sorry": "I still have to go back to the military academy."

Suddenly, an adjutant rushed over and blocked his way: "Hey, wait a minute."

The reporter from the news agency recognized this adjutant as the adjutant who served Li Sa of the Imperial Starship Army.

He was startled, and hurriedly greeted the adjutant.

The adjutant came rushing to get down to business, nodded his head in vain, and had no time to greet the reporter.He stretched out his hand to stop the young man and asked, "Are you a relative of Lin Ming and He Baiyuan?"

The handsome and cold face of the young man lifted up, and he hummed.

The adjutant immediately said: "Mr. Li has something to give you, it's about your parents."

Someone seemed to have fallen in the distance and hit someone else.

The originally solemn and quiet place suddenly became noisy.

Not long after walking, Lin Zaishui met Li Sa, the well-known leader of the Second Starship Army.

The old lieutenant general was old, but his waist was straight, and his figure was tall and majestic.

Back then, he was the one who single-handedly promoted Lin Ming and He Baiyuan. Later, when something happened to them, he took good care of Lin Zaishui.

It's a pity that the child doesn't seem to be very close, otherwise Li Sa would really like to accept him as a godson.

While feeling extremely regretful, Li Sa turned on the personal communicator on his wrist, and a floating screen glowing with blue light appeared in front of them.

He pinched his thumb and index finger on the floating screen, and then "lifted" a three-dimensional image and placed it on the ground.

"Xiao Lin, this is the contact image uploaded by your parents on the starship three years ago. It was only recently successfully recovered because the information transfer station was destroyed by werewolves."

In front of their eyes, a realistic three-dimensional image emerged, Lin Ming and He Baiyuan were sitting in the cabin of the starship, with smiles on their faces, hazy.

He Baiyuan stretched out her hand and tried her best to adjust the angle of the stereo camera.

Lin Ming had already let out an intimate high there, and called him "Lin Zai", which is said to have been given to him after he was born.

Lao Lin likes the little baby in Rua's family very much. He introduces me to everyone as the little boy of the Lin family. He spoils his son to the point of lawlessness.

Over time, everyone jokingly called him Lin Zi, Lin Ming's cub.

He Baiyuan sat up straight and said, "Baby, the negotiation went well. We just left Werewolf α Star and are about to jump to Kerong Star. If we calculate according to the estimated time, we should be able to return to Capital Star next month." gone."

Lin Zaishui fell silent.

If it weren't for accidents, this video and the person in the video would have returned three years ago.

Lin Ming leaned forward and asked with a smile: "Zai Zai, are you ready to take the military academy exam? Your father will be back soon, and he will retire from Starfleet as soon as he comes back. I will spend more time with you in the future! You go to the examination room, drive you there in the latest model X-02, what a steal!"

He deliberately bragged in front of his son, but was interrupted by his wife in an instant.

Without saying a word, He Baiyuan grabbed Lin Ming's ear: "Lin Ming, where did you get the money to buy a new car?"

Lin Ming felt sorry for his wife, and immediately pretended to cry twice: "It's the retirement pay that will be approved by the superiors at that time, okay!"

The couple flirted in front of their son.

It wasn't until the end of the recording time that He Baiyuan blew a kiss from the air in the direction of Zai Zai in his imagination, and reluctantly said goodbye.

Stereoscopic images fade gradually.

According to the time calculation, less than a week after this video was recorded, the number A11 star fleet encountered an ambush on Koron, and the two who could call him Lin Zibao never came back.

Old Lieutenant General Li had been on the battlefield all his life, and he didn't know how to comfort the child. He stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, but withdrew it again.

"Lin Zai, you... save the images well, and look at them when you miss them."

The suspended three-dimensional image was stored in Lin Zaishui's communicator.

Old Lieutenant General Li coughed lightly, turned over the topic, and asked, "How are you learning about mind control at the Imperial Military Academy, and what are your living habits?"

He thought for a while, and then said: "Lao Lin and Bai Yuan both said before that it is enough to hope that you have a safe life. I think it is true. A safe and safe life is good. After all, your parents don't want you to be like them... The Institute of Control recommended you, and you can go to the Institute as soon as you graduate."

The salary is more comfortable than that of the army, and the entrance and exit of the research institute is glamorous and decent, which is a good place that many people dream of.

However, Lin Zaishui just thanked him, shook his head and declined: "Let's talk."

Old Lieutenant General Li showed a helpless smile: "Why don't you even want to go to the research institute? What a wonderful place, it's suitable for a quiet person like you."

Lin Zaishui did not deny it.

He didn't want to go to graduate school by recommendation, he planned to join the army.

But when you say this, you don't need to think that Li Sa will have an opinion, so he chooses not to mention it for the time being.

Lin Ming and He Baiyuan fought all their lives, but they didn't wait for the day when the empire and the werewolves really ceased fighting.

The star fleet in the distance is sailing alone in the vast universe, and there are still wars in invisible places. Their current peace is bought by others with blood.

He wanted to go forward, to a place closer to the end than the two had walked.

The two didn't chat for long, the adjutant stepped forward to make a report, reminding Marshal Li Sa that he had something to do with him.

Lin Zaishui knew that he should go, and said goodbye to the veteran.

Li Sa looked at the young man's tall and straight back, feeling deeply moved.

Not long before the start of the semester, Lin Zaishui applied to the college for changing majors.

From the mind control department to the combat department.

According to the usual practice, as long as the basic knowledge is passed, the physical fitness is up to standard, and the person in charge of the other department agrees, there will be no problem.

However, Lin Zaishui is very special, his mental power is as high as 90, which is a rare level in the Imperial Military Academy in ten years.

Even if he has the ability to change his major, the dean, department head and even the teachers of each subject don't want to let him go.

In the beginning, he used the written test and the practical test to make things difficult for him. It is said that it is twice as difficult as others to change majors.

Now he was stopped before the last checkpoint again, and his application was not stamped.

In the office, the deputy dean refused to approve it for a long time. The reason was: "Lin Zaishui, as I said, the combat department is not suitable for you."

Lin Zaishui asked: "Vice President, I have already passed the written test and the practical test, why don't you let me transfer?"

The vice president looked at him, a little angry: "Your mental power is 90, do you know what that means, this kind of mental power talent is unmatched in the Imperial Military Academy."

But he didn't cherish his talent at all, and insisted on transferring to the combat department.

The deputy dean said: "Although you passed the assessment for changing majors, you should go and see. Your combat strength is nothing in the combat department, and everything has to start from scratch... The principal attaches great importance to you, and we don't want you So capricious."

Lin Zaishui did not let go: "I don't mind starting from scratch."

The deputy dean was so angry: "You child, why can't you understand human language! Stay in the mind control department, you are the first major, you can choose where you want to work after graduation, it is good for you and everyone , why can't you think about doing something that doesn't suit you?!"

"I'm sorry, I know you're doing it for my own good," Lin Zaishui said unhurriedly, "but I hope I can have the right to make my own choices."

After these words fell, the teachers of the Mind Control Department in the entire office did not dare to say anything.

This student is usually a top student who likes to be alone, he is top-notch in all subjects, he doesn't flatter his teacher but he never gets angry with him.

The current situation clearly exceeded their expectations.

In fact, these teachers had been with Lin Zaishui for a school year, and they felt regretful at best when they knew that he was going to transfer to the Department of Warfare.

The key is that Lin Zaishui's mental strength is too high.

The leaders of the Imperial Military Academy have always pinned their hopes on him and wanted to train him to be a top mind control division.

Now a good genius just wants to waste his talent and transfer to a field that he is not good at at all. Whoever sees him can stop him.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at his tall and thin body, it doesn't seem like he can get any skills in the combat department.

They sighed.

Lin Zaishui seemed unable to hear the sighs of the teachers, and did not avoid the vice president's eyes of hatred.

He wants to transfer to the Department of Combat so that he can directly enter the Imperial Army after graduation, go to the interstellar battlefield, and complete the unfinished business of his parents.

No one can stop him today.

When the two sides were at a stalemate, the vice president finally held back his anger and stamped his certificate as a major change.

The vice president took a deep breath: "Okay, don't regret it. The Imperial Military Academy only has one chance to change majors in six years. If you can't adapt to the transfer, then you have no chance to come back. You have to study or drop out!"

Lin Zaishui said hello.

Holding the certificate of changing his major, he left the office, and the teachers behind him were saying that it was too serious. If the child was worried about dropping out of school one day, they would not one by one do his ideological work to persuade him to come back.

It seems that they all expected that he would not be able to get along in the combat department.

When Chu Cheng came to the door of the office, this was what he saw.

The deputy dean was in low spirits, the head of the department looked helpless, and covered his forehead with his palm, and the remaining teachers did not dare to say anything about the deputy dean, so they could only make eye contact and discuss in a low voice.

Chu Cheng didn't go in, turned around and followed Lin Zaishui's footsteps, until the noise of the office disappeared, he couldn't help asking him: "What's the matter, everyone's faces are so ugly, are you arguing with them?"

Lin Zaishui was very calm, and gave him a reassuring look: "No."

This is his roommate, which is now accurately said to be in the past tense.

In the eyes of the whole class, Chu Cheng is the one who can do whatever he can, and is the No.1 skipping class. Fortunately, he has good talent and possesses a super high mental strength that is only inferior to Lin Zaishui. walk sideways.

As soon as the results came out, this talented person was ranked among the top few. He said very modestly that he didn't study usually, it was because he was lucky in the exam, which attracted the whole class to attack him.

Only in front of Lin Zaishui, he was very restrained, because he couldn't get proud.

Chu Cheng understands the contest between the two parties: "Did the vice president say something unpleasant? Don't worry about it. Originally, it was up to you to decide to change your major. If you pass the assessment, you will pass."

Lin Zaishui let out a "huh".

Chu Cheng snorted again: "These people still treat us like children, they only say 'what should you do' and 'what are you suitable for', but they never consider what we really want."

The training intensity of the Combat Department was particularly high, and they all agreed that Lin Zaishui would regret it after he couldn't last long, and then turned back.

But Lin Zaishui believed that he would persevere.

Chu Cheng remembered that there were only a handful of dormitories left for him to move in in the combat department, so he changed the subject: "Which dormitory is your dormitory assigned to? I'll help you find out who your new roommate is, as long as it doesn't sweep the combat department That's easy to say."

Lin Zaishui said, "312, Building A."

With Chu Cheng's extensive network in the college, it is not difficult to find out who lives in Building A 312.

When the two stepped out of the teaching building, Chu Cheng's communicator received a message.

Chu Cheng shouted: "Yes!"

Lin Zaishui was shocked by his loud "Yes", and looked sideways.

I saw Chu Cheng's right hand resting on his left wrist, and when he clicked on the floating screen to see, his expression was as if the sky was falling apart: "I'll go, you're done."

Really what to say.

Lin Zaishui was calm, suppressed his doubts, and asked, "Who?"

Chu Cheng glanced at him, and said sadly, "Shao Ze."

Sweeping the troublesome figure who is number one in actual combat in the combat department.

No one is invincible in a one-on-one fight, and it is not a problem to fight ten.

However, once the subjects related to "mind control" are involved, the grades are astonishingly zero.

The willingness to take the anti-psycho-cybernetics course is for the teacher's face, and if he doesn't take it, he has the confidence to make up for the lack of credits in other ways.The so-called other ways are to single out the smart mechs in the training hall of the military academy that even many graduates cannot defeat.

Shao Ze is very talented in combat, but he has a big prejudice against the mind control they are good at.

Of course, this kind of prejudice is a common problem in the combat department over the years. Those who have learned a lot through hard work always look down on the fact that mental power is inherently better than others.

So much so that in the college, when it comes to incompatibility, it belongs to their two majors.

As for Shao Ze.

He is a bit arrogant, but he has the capital to be arrogant.

Because of his powerful behavior of dominating the combat department, he was nicknamed the Great Demon King of the combat department.

The Great Demon Lord of the Combat Department.

Lin Zaishui's face twitched slightly.

Chu Cheng didn't see it, and concentrated on giving Lin Zaishui advice: "Don't start a confrontation with him, he probably won't do anything to you, at most it's a little difficult to get along with, and you're not afraid of trouble, at worst, you can apply to the counselor Change dorms."

Lin Zaishui: "Okay."

Chu Cheng: "If you really can't, just come to me, the old classmates are covering you!"

Lin Zaishui: "Okay."

Chu Cheng: "..."

Chu Cheng: "Lin Zaishui, are you playing tricks on me?"

Lin Zaishui: "Yes."

Chu Cheng: "Day."

Lin Zaishui plans to move to a new dormitory now, and rush to the first class in the afternoon of the new semester later.

But Chu Cheng said that the time must be too late. By the time he finishes moving to the dormitory, he will have finished at least half of the class.

Chu Cheng said: "Look, it's already three o'clock, and there are still ten minutes to go to class. By the time you move out of the dormitory, it will definitely be too late."

"One minute late and half an hour late are both late. Since you are both late, you might as well just skip class, go back to the dormitory to clean up, and get a good night's sleep. It makes sense, right?"

Early and late are all late.

You might as well just skip class.

Lin Zaishui was expressionless thinking that Chu Cheng's mouth was very good at talking nonsense, while facing Chu Cheng's bright and complacent smile, he silently accepted this nonsense.