I have no pheromones, you smelled wrong

smile?

Lin Xumi's long eyelashes flapped, but very slightly, the upper and lower eyelashes did not touch each other, like a startled fish.

He didn't expect Heinrich to say such a small request so cautiously, walking on thin ice, in stark contrast to the stern expression on his face.

Lin Xu suddenly realized that he had never seen Heinrich smile in reality, whether it was the conscription poster of Capital Star, the majestic Marshal Chu in the headlines of the empire, or Heinrich himself right in front of him.

Judging by the standards of interstellar humans, Heinrich is still very young, and apart from the impressive power that has been accumulated for a long time, there is no trace of time on his face.

Except for a deep mark between the eyebrows.

Standing at Lin Xu's current distance, the lines left by frowning from time to time are clearly visible.

Heinrich met Lin Xu's gaze, and found that the other's eyes were looking at him, very deep and serious, but without a smile, like a gray cloud that was clearly composed of transparent water droplets, but could not be seen through.

Doesn't Lin Xu like to laugh?

Still don't like the feeling of being pressed on the cheek by him?

But before Heinrich could come up with an answer, he withdrew his hand, and suddenly felt a cold and soft touch on his cheek.

Lin Xu also raised his hands and pinched Heinrich's cheek.

Heinrich's well-defined face has no soft flesh, it is not easy to pinch, and it is easy to hurt. Lin Xu clearly saw Heinrich's brows squeezed in the middle.

So Lin Xu let go of his index finger and thumb, and when Heinrich thought Lin Xu was going to move his hand away, he suddenly patted his cheek with his palm.

"Marshal Chu..."

Lin Xu opened his mouth, and he dragged the last syllable for a long time when he called out this title, and the breath came out from between his lips and teeth, as if it had a natural sweetness of honey, and it was moist and warm.

Heinrich licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, but immediately retracted when Lin Xu said the next sentence, and froze in place.

"Smile, okay?"

Facing Lin Xu's sincere request, Heinrich could not say a word of rejection with his stiff lips.

Then, Lin Xu felt a muscle twitch in his palm.

It was Heinrich who was trying to pull up the corners of his mouth. The bridge of his nose and eyebrows seemed to be moving. The master wanted to control them, but he didn't know where to apply the force.

Human beings are born to laugh and cry. This does not need to be taught by others, but the expression of not laughing for a long time, let Heinrich control his facial muscles to pull out a smile, which is better than aiming at the main gun of the starship. A little flower on the planet is even harder.

Now he is almost stiff like a robot with a dysfunctional expression just off the assembly line, and he is undergoing self-repair with great hatred, trying to get everything back on track, so as not to be dragged away by Boss Lin for destruction.

"Oh..." Lin Xu touched Heinrich's face with his fingers, "Okay, stop laughing, I won't force you."

Hearing this, Heinrich didn't deliberately toss his expression anymore, but Lin Xu's dumbfounding sigh made him purse his thin lips, and the end of his eyebrows automatically lowered a little.

It seemed that because he was too incompetent to give Lin Xu a smile, he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Lin Xu.

Heinrich's eyes fell on Lin Xufu's finger on his cheek that he didn't let go.

There are also some old calluses on Lin Xu's hands, palms, finger pulps, joints, tiger's mouth, some are pen cocoons, and the rest, Heinrich didn't know where they came from until today. Hold the knife and walk through the traces left behind by the hail of bullets.

After stripping off his coat, Lin Xu still had criss-crossing scars on his body.

Heinrich withdrew his hand, took off Lin Xu's palm, held it in his hand, and kissed his pale fingertips.

Lin Xu's fingers pressed Heinrich's thin, dry but soft lips, which began to turn red from the heat.

What does this do...

Heinrich held Lin Xu's hand, almost as if worried that he would run away.

Lin Xu couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, okay, Heinrich, I won't let you go just because you don't smile."

Heinrich was too young when he started to take charge of the Abyss Fleet. The responsibilities and pressure he shouldered forced him to calm down his inner emotions and outer demeanor. Over time, people respected him, looked up to him, and regarded him as an invincible shining morning star .

No one thinks there is anything wrong with a fleet commander having a deep-rooted icy Weihe breath, and they even often praise Heinrich for his calmness and composure.

What they want is a majestic and invincible military symbol, but they often forget that this symbol is originally a person, a person who can love and be loved.

Heinrich heard Lin Xu's smiling voice, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Lin Xu smiled, as if warm and active water vapor emerged from the foggy eyes, and the dimples on both sides of his cheeks revealed faint traces.

His face seemed to exude a soft light like the moon, shrouded in water vapor, looming.

Even the thorny and rugged rock groups will become quiet and gentle under the icy blue moonlight.

Lin Xu raised a finger and poked Heinrich's lower lip, "Are you still going to the meeting?"

Heinrich opened his mouth, as if awakened by Lin Xu's words, "Well, I'm going."

Lin Xu tilted his head, "Then go quickly."

"...Okay." Heinrich hesitated a little when he let go of Lin Xu's hands, but the next moment he placed a light kiss on Lin Xu's forehead without any hesitation. He helped Lin Xu brush his messy hair behind his ears, He moved his military boots, turned and left.

Lin Xu watched Heinrich's back getting farther and farther away until he disappeared. He retreated to his room, feeling a little delicate in his physical state during his actions.

Heinrich obviously just kissed his fingertips, but...

If Heinrich didn't leave, or said he wouldn't, he would probably be dragged into the room by Lin Xu and pushed on the bed.

"Why is the Marshal injured?"

"Ask after you know?" Zhou Pingbo patted the top of Ika's head.

Yika opened his eyes wide and turned to look at Zhou Pingbo sincerely: "I saw that the Marshal was injured, but I don't know why he was injured?"

"...No, I didn't ask why you asked, I just wanted you to shut up."

"Ah." Ika made a meaningless low voice, and obediently didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Pingbo did not expect Lin Xu to learn a new language so quickly, but only a few days later, he said that he could start the translation work, and Zhou Pingbo rushed back to the Victoria from the surface.

At the very beginning, on Endymion, the audio played by Heinrich to Lin Xu was only a fragment of the entire recording, and there was a section of audio in the recorder that could not be picked up by other recording equipment anyway, and had to be played on the spot. Listen to it.

The recorder is kept secretly and requires multiple password verification to take it out.

After Heinrich, Zhou Pingbo, and Ika who held the password jointly verified it, a small silver box was sent out by the fully automatic safe, and it was placed on the square table where four people sat around without human touch during the whole process.

Ika, who was sitting at the table, could see the two scratch marks on the back of Heinrich's neck that couldn't be blocked by the collar, and Zhou Pingbo could see it too, but he knew it must be when he saw Lin Xu's calm expression next to him. It is Lin Xu's secret masterpiece.

Only a kid like Ika could ask this question stupidly.

However, Heinrich was scratched on the neck, how intense were the two of them last night...

When he rescued the two from the ice cave before, Zhou Pingbo also found that Heinrich had an injury on his back. At first he thought it was caused by an avalanche, but now that he thought about it, he was careless.

Zhou Pingbo vacillated between whether to persuade the two of them to be more restrained and gentle, but in the end he didn't say a word, and shifted his attention from the gossip to the recorder in front of him.

It was a cuboid silver-white metal box with a dark geometric pattern etched on the top, with diamonds nesting squares and circles.

Lin Xu confirmed the logo with his own eyes, "This is the logo of the General Base of the Eastern Region. What material is it made of?"

"Strong gravitational high-density proton metal." Zhou Pingbo said, "The particles in the material are so tightly bonded that all our optical and radio instruments cannot fully see through its internal structure."

"The base doesn't have this kind of technology," Lin Xu said.

He is familiar with all the technology and industrial manufacturing capabilities of the base. Due to the lack of resources in the last days, the old base can hardly make further progress in physics. Even if the new base has achieved something, it is impossible to touch the technological development level of the empire for 20 years in 3000 years.

Lin Xu looked at the recorder with a frown, a blurry figure reflected on the smooth metal surface, "Where is its recording switch?"

The metal box is boxy, with no bumps or visual indicators on the surface.

"We don't know." Heinrich replied, "In the beginning, I drove the mecha and picked up the cuboid object with my own hands. We tried many scanning and perspective methods in the laboratory, but all failed. We also measured its The law of radioactivity and electromagnetic radiation is no different from ordinary iron, but once it is touched, it will play the recording."

"Touch?"

"Well." Zhou Pingbo said, "Touch it with your hands. Machines, animals, plants, and energy beams are all useless. You must touch it with your hands. I suspect that this small box has the function of genetic identification."

This is even less likely to be the level that the base technology can achieve.

Is it from Lingjun?

But what does Lingjun put this metal box containing audio in the Kuiper belt?

Zhou Pingbo: "Would you like to try listening to its sound now?"

Lin Xu and Heinrich looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

Zhou Pingbo then stretched out a finger and approached the palm-sized metal box, "I have tested it, and after touching it, there will be no traces left in the human body. It is hard for me to imagine a genetic testing method that does not leave traces."

His fingers were attached to the outside of the metal box, and as everyone focused their attention on the metal box, the air was silent for a few seconds.

Suddenly, a sound came out from the slight vibration of the metal box, but the expressions of Heinrich and Zhou Pingbo suddenly changed.

Human voices came from the metal box, but what it said was completely different from the repeated words that Heinrich and Zhou Pingbo had heard before.

Lin Xu had only heard a short copy of the copy before, and he also found that the accent, emotion, and tone of the copy were completely different from the current words in the metal box.

The three imperial people still couldn't understand the words in the metal box, but Lin Xu grasped the key words keenly. He stretched out his palm and pressed it forward, telling the two of them to be calm and don't rush to speak. He needs to confirm the words of the metal box.

It's human languages... more than one.

Within tens of seconds, Lin Xu counted at least fifteen languages, some of which he could understand, and some of which he could not. In the languages ​​he could understand, the metal box seemed to be repeating the same sentence.

After 1 minute, the metal box stopped talking and began to make a low noise, like channel interference.

"What is it talking about?" Heinrich took the opportunity to ask.

Lin Xu was serious and puzzled, "Jepense, doncjesuis."

He repeated the sentence in the last language and translated it into Imperial to tell the three.

At the same time, the metal box made a sound again.

"Cogito ergo sum."

"Cogito ergo sum."

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