Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

"you really……"

Jing Xinglan was in a daze for a long time, then suddenly felt discouraged, and fell on his back on the bed behind him.

"Oh, your injury!"

Qiao Jing was taken aback by him, and the cotton ball in his hand fell to the ground.He frowned tightly, staring at Jing Xinglan who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

"No," Jing Xinglan opened his eyes and said vaguely, "Come here."

Qiao Jing looked at him with some puzzlement, but still bent down suspiciously.

"what happened?"

Jing Xinglan stretched out his uninjured hand, pressed it on the back of the black-haired young man's head, hugged him into his arms, and rubbed his fingers through the warm hair.

"No wonder people say that literati are romantic," he said with a sigh, "I used to think you were a cold stone, but now it seems that your ability to talk about love is not inferior to those people at all."

"Whoever said something about love, I said it from my heart." Qiao Jing whispered.

But this posture made him very awkward, and Qiao Jing had to support the bed with his arms, trying not to fall on Jing Xinglan's body: "You are all injured, so don't mess around. What if I press on your wound ..."

"It doesn't matter."

Jing Xinglan pursed his lips, looked at the dark-haired young man staring at him with a slight frown, opened his mouth, and was about to say something when he suddenly let out a "hiss", and stretched out his hand to cover his injured left arm. Show pain.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Jing asked hurriedly, "Sure enough, the wound was pressed, right? I told you to pay attention, but I just didn't listen."

He wanted to fetch two more cotton balls, but when he got up, Jing Xinglan grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"……what happened again?"

He paused, turned his head and asked, his tone tinged with a trace of helplessness.

"There's no need for cotton balls anymore," Jing Xinglan said hoarsely, "I'm just a little hurt from burnt nerves."

Although the laser weapons equipped on the mechs in the finals were not lethal, the human body is not an impenetrable wall, especially the wounds caused by the laser burns, which can definitely make ordinary people tremble with pain.

Qiao Jing was a little at a loss, and he didn't know how to relieve Jing Xinglan's pain, so he asked tentatively, "Then let me buy you some painkillers?"

"There are still ten minutes to use the restoration instrument, don't worry about it."

"........."

Jing Xinglan coughed, looked at him weakly, and finally confessed his purpose: "If you kiss me, I won't hurt anymore."

Qiao Jing: "...I didn't know I still had this ability."

Although he said so, but for the sake of Jing Xinglan's injury, he still lowered his head and quickly kissed the man's cheek: "Is that okay?"

Jing Xinglan was a little dissatisfied: "No, it's too perfunctory. I have to kiss."

Qiao Jing suddenly felt a little itchy, the kind that wanted to give someone a big mouth.

But in the end, he sighed and compromised.

The black-haired young man leaned down again, under Jing Xinglan's unblinking gaze, a faint blush gradually appeared on his paler cheeks.The long black hair on the young man's forehead fell down, covering his eyes. From Jing Xinglan's perspective, he could only see the light color of his lips and the slender eyelashes trembling between the hair.

A gust of wind blows into the house, the curtains made of light gauze are blown up with the wind, the birds are chirping on the branches, and the sun is just right.

Jing Xinglan subconsciously propped up half of her body, and took the initiative to meet the young man's lips.The cheeks felt hot in the palm of his hand seemed to be burning hot.

In the afternoon, the noise of the city outside the house became louder.

The chubby tender yellow bird landed on the window, and the deep laughter of the man inside the room could be vaguely heard: "I forgot again, remember to breathe..."

It tilted its head, unable to understand why human beings bullied its own kind. The young human was almost crying at being bullied.But its companions in the sky are already chirping it back.It stopped thinking about this question that was too advanced for the little bird, spread its wings, and flew back to its companion.

And it turns out that following your doctor's orders is important.

The wound was expected to be healed in half a day, but Jing Xinglan forced it to be repaired with the repair instrument the next morning.Although the man expressed that he didn't regret it at all, and even wanted to do it again, this did not prevent him from sleeping on the sofa for a week after his wound healed, and being woken up by 008's voice every morning.

The little black cat's eyes widened: Nonsense!Cats don't snore!

In addition, there is one more important thing -

After the competition, Jing Xinglan immediately applied for a Tianmeng mecha from the Federation, saying that he just wanted to keep it at home and had no intention of using it.After approval, the Federation agreed to his request, not only provided a full set of tools and instructions, but also sent a high-level executive to hand over the prize to him.

Coincidentally, the high-level person who was sent to hand over the mech to Jing Xinglan was none other than Lu Shengle, a professor at the Federal Military Academy that Qiao Jing had heard about for a long time.

Qiao Jing wasn't there at the time, but Jing Xinglan tentatively asked Lu Shengle if there was any secret behind the sacrifice of the federal hero.

Facing this sensitive question, Lu Shengle frowned tightly, stared at Jing Xinglan and asked, "Student Jing, I don't know why you have such an idea? I respect the deceased, but Mr. Qiao's last words do not have any meaning." Evidence, even if I am also a supporter of the theory of the origin of earth civilization, I still have to speak based on facts."

Judging from his undisturbed expression, either Lu Shengle really didn't know, or his acting skills were so good that even Jing Xinglan couldn't see his true thoughts.

At the dinner later, Lu Shengle mentioned Yan Heqing again.

"This Yan Heqing's spiritual power, I guess, is at least 96," he said affirmatively, "and I support the statement that there is a team behind him, one person cannot construct such a grand world view, especially in this civilization. The supplementary details have reached a perverted level. I have studied ancient civilizations for so many years, but I dare not say that my construction level can reach this level.”

Jing Xinglan could tell that the professor had two tricks, but Cheng Liu's reticence to speak to him at the beginning made people feel suspicious.So he tentatively asked: "Recently, the dragon created by Yan Heqing on Xingwang is very popular. I wonder if you have seen it, Professor?"

"That? Of course I've seen it." Lu Shengle said, "In fact, there are several antiques in the federal research institute, and the patterns drawn on them are very similar to the dragon in Yan Heqing's live broadcast. Recently, the research institute is investigating, See if the internal information has been leaked out, although I don't think this thing is a secret."

The principal of the Federal Military Academy next to him froze: "Well, that, Professor Lu, can you say this?"

"Ah, of course." Lu Sheng waved his hands nonchalantly, "Recently, they have been arguing internally, and problems are inevitable."

Jing Xinglan ignored the principal's gaze and continued to ask: "Professor Lu, can I ask why they are arguing?"

"Because of mental power," he dared to ask, but Lu Shengle actually dared to say, "You all know that the average mental power of human beings has been declining, and how much money, manpower and material resources the Federation invests in it every year can't delay it." Such a trend. Only their internal researchers know that if this continues, human beings will end sooner or later."

The principal was already coughing to the point of suffocating, but Lu Shengle didn't notice him.

Jing Xinglan frowned deeply, and wanted to say something else, but seeing that the topic was becoming more and more dangerous, the principal couldn't wait to change the subject: "Well, classmate Jing, we are celebrating you tonight. If you won the Federation Cup, don't talk about these irrelevant topics. Come, let's eat first!"

For this meal, the few people who ate it didn't know what to eat.

After Jing Xinglan went back and told Qiao Jing about this, Qiao Jing also fell into deep thought.

"But I don't understand." After a while, he said doubtfully, "Why don't they try to reveal the truth to the public and develop literature? Perhaps this is the only way to increase spiritual power."

"Maybe it's because there are disagreements at the top of the federation," Jing Xinglan said, "Didn't Lu Shengle say that they have already quarreled internally. If it's just because they want to fool the people, then they will definitely stop it as soon as possible." You live."

"……Too complicated."

Qiao Jing sighed.

Jing Xinglan observed the young man's expression, as if he was not very angry with him anymore?

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, sat on the sofa, and pulled him into his arms: "Then don't think about that for now. Have you researched anything about the black box of the Tianmeng mecha?"

Qiao Jing didn't notice his movements, but just stared at the two identical black boxes on the table, picked them up and weighed them respectively, then turned to Jing Xinglan and said, "Their weights are different."

"what?"

"According to the instructions, the outermost black case is a protective layer against high temperature and radiation, and it can be disassembled." Qiao Jing said, "So I suspect that Mr. Qiao removed the outer shell of the black box before the Tianmeng was destroyed. Take it off and put it on something to protect it from damage."

Jing Xinglan couldn't help but straighten up slightly: "What is it that deserves him to do this?"

Qiao Jing shook her head, and her eyes fell on it again: "I don't know. After this layer of shell is locked, it must be opened with a very professional cutting machine, otherwise the contents inside will be damaged if you are not careful. But it is certain Yes, Mr. Qiao thinks the things inside are very precious, even more important than the black box that records the cause of his death."

Thinking of the last words left by the hero before his sacrifice, he had a premonition:

When the contents of this black box are revealed to the world, all human beings will surely be shocked by it.