The day and night mode in the mecha can be fake and real, and when it runs smoothly, as long as you don’t open the cabin door and look out, it makes people feel that you are still on the ground.

After five o'clock in the morning, the imitation of sunlight began to grow stronger, gently dispelling the passengers' sleepiness.

Most teenagers are households with difficulty in getting up. When they were on Beijing Beta Star, the most advice the principal received in his mailbox was that he hoped that the school's first class would be delayed for two hours.

However, there is always a period of time in a person's life that looks forward to dawn every day.

Human potential is probably endless. After a night, the surviving teenagers have learned to ignore sadness without any instruction. They each took out an energetic face and sat around the dining table. Huang Jingshu took the lead in opening the textbooks in her personal terminal. Several other people spontaneously imitated it, regardless of whether the content was read or not, and at least they all put on the shape of a top student.

After morning self-study and breakfast, students began to take theoretical classes while digesting time. The content of the theoretical classes was to identify various equipment in the mecha... and the Alliance Admiral who visited the live.

The cockfighting cock whispered: "So, the Fourth Brother was really a general before - what kind of official is the general? The eighth galaxy doesn't have this official, is it bigger than the chief executive of the galaxy?"

White said very rigorously: "I'm afraid it depends on which galaxy is the chief executive. Forget about our eight galaxies, our chief executive is not as effective as the fourth brother of the black hole."

Huang Jingshu despised her with a very demeanor: "It's not the same thing as you follow."

Mint is a girl who is unfamiliar with no concern for fame, but she just sighed with an unacceptable look: "It doesn't matter. How much does it cost to become a general in a year? If you say no, you will stop doing it."

Those naughty kids didn't dare to talk to Lin Jingheng. They chatted and talked endlessly from five meters away, thinking that he couldn't hear it.

Lin Jingheng suspected that he was deaf and dumb, and was punished because he had nothing to do, so he had to bow his head and turn over the underground waterway route map that he must stole, and continue to pretend that he was inaudible.

Mint said seriously: "Salary is generally calculated by level, it must be very high. I think they should still have gray income."

Lin Jingheng: “…”

The child seemed to be hinting that he was suspected of corruption.

"Yes," said White. "The army usually needs to buy weapons and equipment and mechas. They can get kickbacks as gray income, right? Mr. Lu sold a mecha and built a school. Even if he scored 1% each time, it would be a lot!"

Lin Jingheng paused and felt something was right. According to this statement, he seemed to have missed hundreds of billions.

Lu Bixing happened to come back, but unfortunately he heard it and found that he had tried to adjust the internal structure diagram of the mecha. Several naughty children had already lost his face and hurried forward and drove him away: "Let's go, don't make trouble here."

When he looked up, he happened to meet Lin Jingheng's gaze. He quickly lowered his head and talked to the student, moved his eyes away, and did not dare to look here again.

Lu Bixing was in a daze yesterday and forgot that there was an ubiquitous spiritual network on the mecha different from the ground. Although Lin did not show any strangeness in the end, he was already suspicious of the whole morning, and always felt that his ill-conspired claw was seen by others... It was too difficult to explain.

He moved his very owed hand uncomfortably, thinking to himself: "What's the point of keeping you? You'll get into trouble."

Lin Jingheng's mouth moved slightly, showing a smile that was not obvious. In fact, he didn't see anything. Because he had no antibiotics, he could only rely on his immune system to withstand it. Until now, his body temperature has not completely dropped. He was almost half-coma the night before. Even if he was always in space, his attention was only enough to be outside the mecha and ready to deal with emergencies.

He looked at Lu Bixing's tense back and unexpectedly found that this guy was also unable to hold on his face.

Is it because someone saw me crying?

A little cute and a little pitiful.

At this time, Lin Jingheng smelled a scent of smoke, and he turned his face cold without looking back: "It is common sense to ban smoking, fire, and spray on the mecha. I want to suck it out and smoke it."

The one-eyed eagle saw that he had just finished sewing the wound and was unable to move, so she sprayed a smoke ring at him with fearlessness: "I haven't seen you overnight, General Lin, I am very pleased to see you are still alive."

Lin Jingheng walked forward without saying a word. The one-eyed eagle thought he had retreated on his own initiative, so he was very proud and took a sip of the cigarette in his mouth. Unexpectedly, before the cigarette was penetrated, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The arms dealer, with his intuition of years of fighting, suddenly missed half a step back, and just avoided the cold water sprayed out of the water dispenser, and the cigarette butt had been extinguished.

Some people forget who the boss is if they don’t fight for a day.

One-eyed eagle: "Bitches are raised!"

Lin Jingheng: "Each of each other."

After he and the one-eyed eagle cursed each other, he unfolded the underground route map like nothing happened and waved to the old Persian cat: "The underground route recorded in the supply station starts from the junction of the seven or eight galaxies. There are three underground routes, extending in three directions to the outside world. There are more than a thousand illegal jump points inside - the smuggling ecology of your eighth galaxy is really mature, it is simply a pillar industry - I have circled out the three closest jumping points to us. Come and take a look, is it reliable."

Of course, interstellar jumps cannot be jumped randomly, otherwise it will not be fun to jump into a black hole with one foot. In the area where human activities, there is a huge jump network, and each outlet will correspond to an interstellar coordinate. Generally speaking, "jump" means jumping on these outlets based on their own energy reserves and mecha performance. Occasionally, there will be some deviations due to interference, driver status, etc., and the deviation range is acceptable within one thousandth of an au range. [Note]

Each mecha, regardless of whether it is legal or not, will be equipped with a "space map" and the jump network will be clearly marked on it.

The "illegal jump point" is outside this well-known map, without verified coordinates, like a secret secret passage that was collected privately.

The one-eyed eagle's nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes, and the wrist is stretched out, and received the map with a personal terminal. After a moment, he nodded: "The three coordinates are all real, but the direction is different. One goes to the star of Cale, it must be forgotten, the other goes to the three-region zone at the junction of the seven or eight galaxies, and the other is running outside the domain. General Lin, I heard that the commander of the alliance is an immortal, and has long been in name only. You are the real power general - I would like to ask, what is the situation now, and where should we go?"

"The communication between galaxies has been completely cut off, and Eden relies on the hardware of the communication network to a certain extent, and may not be able to be preserved. Now the eight major galaxies have fallen as a whole, and the alliance has no power to fight back." Lin Jingheng's voice was still a little hoarse, and he continued, "In recent years, for the sake of the central government's control, the alliance has refused to decentralize military autonomy. If the star pirates can instigate the top leaders of a certain alliance and take the silver fortress through shortcuts, the entire military system will be paralyzed in a short period of time."

The one-eyed eagle was stunned: "It's obvious that you haven't rectified it yet, what's wrong with it?"

"Fight for interests." Lin Jingheng looked away from afar, saw Lu Bixing facing Zhan Lu, introducing advanced mechas to the students, and said casually, "Because for so many years, pirates have been just guerrilla warfare of small forces. The alliance has always been optimistic about the security situation. He feels that interstellar pirates cannot have many people outside the harsh environment. Even if they can create temporary chaos, as long as the alliance comes back to its senses, it will soon be wiped out with dozens of times the force. The era of interstellar pirates has ended. Unexpectedly, the strength exposed by these pirates is only the tip of the iceberg, and they can actually lie dormant for more than two hundred years."

The one-eyed eagle lowered its voice: "You mean, for so many years, there have been people raising star pirates outside the domain."

"You should remember how embarrassed Prince Kelly's guard was when he was shot out of the Eighth Galaxy. Aresfon crawled out almost naked, but now it seems that he has at least a mechanical team composed of heavy mechas in the time-lapse." Lin Jingheng retracted his gaze and pressed the voice lower. There was no one far or near. Their voices of communication were urgent and light, like gangster joints.

Lin Jingheng's eyes shaved across the face of the one-eyed eagle like a knife: "Where did his people and mecha come from? You can't be the cub you laid out by yourself, right?"

The one-eyed eagle's eyes almost spurted fire: "If Lu Xin was still there..."

"Of course he can't be there," Lin Jingheng said almost inauspiciously, "It's all over the place, don't you understand? Of course they want to get rid of him first."

The pupils in the one-eyed eagle mandarin duck's eyes suddenly shrank: "What did you say?"

Lin Jingheng was too lazy to repeat his words, looked at him deeply, turned around without saying a word, and walked towards Zero One a little paralyzed. When passing by the students, several students and a teacher, no matter what the reason, became nervous, and automatically put their feet together and stood neatly in a row.

General Lin’s conditioned reflex: “After a moment.”

He realized after saying that. As soon as he looked up, he saw the row of standing stances looking down at his feet in an orderly manner. Monkeys from small wild to large have only seen military training in TV series, and they don’t know how to move their feet.

Cockfighting: "Four...General, just a little left foot or a little right foot?"

Lin Jingheng waved his hand helplessly and pointed to another row of small stairs opposite the lounge on the second floor: "It's a training room, with physical fitness, weightlessness, and equipment for simulated mecha operation and training. I'll give you the authority for the training room, and you can use it at any time."

Lu Bixing lowered his head and simply said "um".

This kid is very outgoing and lively. He has never known how to write the words "seeing outside" and "recognizing life". When he met for the first time outside the atmosphere of Beijing Star, he dripped his nosebleed into General Lin's nutrient solution, and he had never seen him as shy.

Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand helplessly and shook it in front of Lu Bixing: "Okay, when I don't see anything, okay."

After hearing this, Lu Bixing was even more frightened - his suspicious guess was true!

Although General Lin is cold and sarcastic, Lu Bixing has been bothering him on Beijing Star for more than five years and has always unilaterally believed that they were in love. But what is the behavior of being familiar with each other and touching their faces while they are asleep?

It is simply a textbook-style plot, one of the top ten commonly used scenarios in Xiao Huang's article!

However, fear passed by, and a subtle and strange thought arose again.

Lu Bixing thought to himself: "He didn't even turn against me like this?"

Lin Jingheng was wrapped in bandages, so his outer clothes were just covered in vain. Lu Bixing glanced at him. Somehow, he remembered what happened when he had just "picked" him outside the atmosphere of Beijing Star. Of course, people who were dormant in nutrient solution could not wear clothes. Lu Bixing still remembers that he opened the cabin door with curiosity and was surprised to see the person inside. After years of rigorous training, his body had no extra fat at all. All indicators were in peak state, like a standard and beautiful human body sketch. The sketch was stored in the depths of his memory. At this time, with the other party's bandage look, he came out to show off his nose restlessly. Lu Bixing subconsciously covered his nose.

Lin Jingheng: "What's wrong?"

Lu Bixing replied with difficulty: "The mecha is too dry."

"So cute." Lin Jingheng thought half-complained.

However, he shook his head and said, "There should be a humidifier in the medical room. You can use it in the training room. Just remember to seal the door. If the mecha environment is too humid, it is easy to damage the components."

When the one-eyed eagle who followed him was furious, he felt that the scheming dog named Lin used any means to win over his son: "What do you mean? Didn't you just say that smoking, fire, and spraying were banned?"

Lin Jingheng waved his hands to several teachers and students. Lu Bixing did not want to intervene in the war between them for the first time, and he ran away with the students as if he was running away.

When he arrived at the door of the training room, he saw Lin Jingheng directing Zhan Lu and the one-eyed eagle to move Linglingyi to the closed medical room next to him. He didn't know what to do, but drove Zhan Lu out to guard the door. Zhan Lu was a friendly artificial intelligence. He noticed his eyes and nodded to him from afar.

Lu Bixing waved at him, feeling that his mood had been ups and downs recently, and he always had a thought of being self-indulgent.

In the medical room, a transparent glass compartment rose, and Linglingyi was thrown to the ground. The one-eyed eagle hugged her arms in front of her chest: "What, you have to avoid Zhan Lu when you torture and confess? Are you afraid that your mecha will be bad?"

Lin Jingheng: "Stop talking nonsense, come and help."

The one-eyed eagle sneered, stretched out his feet and straightened Linglingyi's body, and watched several shackles stretching out from the ground, locking Linglingyi's limbs and neck. At the same time, two slender probes extended out and pierced into Linglingyi's brain, which connected to Lin Jingheng's personal terminal.

One-eyed eagle: "Or do you always feel that your teacher is looking at you in Zhanlu's eyes - his most proud good student, with a set of torture instruments that were strictly prohibited since the beginning of the alliance?"

Human beings have infinite imagination torture the same kind. There have been "Top Ten Tortures" since ancient times. In the interstellar era, they have even given scientific wings. No matter what dirty political struggles there are, the alliance is based on "human rights supremacy". At the beginning of the commemoration of the new star ephemeris, the alliance government issued the latest revised declaration of human rights. These "legacy" of the old era torment were considered unforgivable.

Lin Jingheng flicked the probe through his personal terminal without saying a word. Then, Ling Lingyi, who was in a coma for several days, twitched violently and was forced to wake up.

His pupils dilated, his breathing was very rapid, and he struggled hard, looking at the environment in front of him in horror.

"We won't introduce ourselves," said Lin Jingheng. "I have a few questions to confirm with you so that we can determine our next itinerary."

Lingling opened his mouth and cursed: "You let it go..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly became hoarse, and his whole body was like a fish leaving the water. His mouth grew bigger and he twitched in an uncontrollable manner, and a sound of breathing came from his throat.

The one-eyed eagle asked with interest: "What is this?"
Chapter completed!