Imperfections

Lu Bixing is a man with a clean and tidy appearance, a mess in private. He was messed up into a pot of porridge in the workplace. Two working robots who unloaded eight pieces of piled piles on each other, four mechanical legs poked side by side at his table. In order to make himself a place to sleep on the tummy, he choked the big and small chips for two moments, and was originally crumbling. At this moment, he sat up suddenly, and the two chip hills collapsed. He almost buried Lu Bixing in below.

On Saturday, he uttered a cry, revealing a terrible look: "Mr. Lu, this image of you is really like an unmarried uncle who ran away from home and slept in his study."

Lu Bixing was still immersed in Fang Cai's nightmare that made him angina. He beat his spirits, wiped his face, and muttered, "Slandish, I'm a single young man with luxuriance-what's the matter?"

On Saturday, he got it right: "We received a message from a detector placed on the periphery, a wave of high-energy particles is sweeping here, and we will arrive at the base after about 50 hours. You know that the base ’s magnetic field and gravity are both Artificial, very fragile, we are not as stable as the planet ’s geomagnetic field. Once disturbed, the tens of millions of people in the base may be exposed in the space environment. The protection net must be too late now. Your father asked me Let me ask you what you plan to do. "

Lu Bixing just woke up, his head was a little muddy, and he heard "high-energy particle flow". He instinctively thought it was the solar storm of the eighth sun. He thought, "Protective net? The broken protective net before the base was thinner than stockings. Several particle cannons. It was reimbursed. What can it do? How did the previous solar storm carry it? "

The next moment, however, he reacted, and Ji Ling raised his head.

"This high-energy particle flow came from the nearest habitable planet 'Egret.'" The childlike face on Saturday appeared dignified. "Actually, the egret star is not too close to us, but other than the egret star, the eighth There are no planets suitable for human survival in the galaxy. When I ran a cargo before, I set foot on the egret, and it felt like a remote place. I do n’t know why those lunatics did n’t let it go. ”

"Because in 136, the Egret was their first base when the Alliance Army came in from outside the territory." The one-eyed eagle came in with a shirt and a toothpick. "It was also the breakthrough point when the Alliance Army entered the eighth galaxy. One of the sorrows of Prince Gloria. "

"That's all over 140 years ago," Saturday couldn't help but say, "The average lifespan of the eighth galaxy is only a few. Except for the old and immortal stuff at the base, there are a few who can survive a hundred well." Forty years old? It's been a generation since his mother changed, what is the name of Feng's Star Thief?

The one-eyed eagle who accidentally lived an average life span was shot while lying down, angrily: "Little cub, who do you say is never dead?"

On Saturday somehow he looked up inexplicably: "Ah? One-eyed eagle brother ... uh, uncle, do you already have a hundred or fourteen?"

The entire eighth galaxy knows the illustrious name of the arms dealer Cyclops, and his personal brand occupies an undeniable share in the arms market. This ignorant rural youth on Saturday did not know what to eat and grew up, nearly two hundred years old. His middle-aged Persian cat was blocked by him, speechless, so annoyed that he couldn't catch the young bird that flew away, and simmered and simmered in a pot.

He turned his head, too lazy to look at Saturday, and knocked on Lu's necessary table: "According to your design, all the people in the base are fished out, and they can't finish without sleep for five hundred hours. What do you want now? Yes Not to simplify the design of the protective net, anyway, to deal with it first, to carry the magnetic field interference first, then ... what happened? "

Lu Bixing suddenly stood up: "Lin is still outside."

The one-eyed hawk frowned first, and then raised his eyebrows after the reaction: "Who? Lin Jingheng?"

Lu Bixing turned and went to the contact center of Mech Station. Mech Beijing stopped at Mech Station and hung the base's internal network. As long as there was a signal, he could try to contact Lin.

"Hey," the one-eyed eagle reached out to stop. "He can't die, he can't die! How many times have I told you, not to mention a dozen small broken particle streams, even if the eighth sun explodes and can't blow him, you just Do not worry!"

Lu Bixing turned away and said, "You two will be greeted all day long. Where did your unbelievable confidence come from?"

The one-eyed eagle shrugged: "Lin Jingheng, the character is so bad, the only value is that he has a little skill. If he doesn't even have this skill, will there be a bunch of scum?"

Lu Bixing's face sank: "Dad."

The one-eyed hawk squinted at his face, feeling that his worries seemed to come true. He could n’t play side-by-side, spit out the toothpick, took a deep breath, and said directly: "Lu will do it, so I am not a reasonable person, but I have been very indulgent towards you, you are so big, I am also I ’ve never restricted you, right? I told you when you were a teenager. There are so many little girls in Gloria, who you want to play with, whoever you want to play with, just as long as you do n’t make me young Promoted to be Grandpa, I don't care about you. "

On Saturday somehow filled my ears with a private conversation between father and son. I didn't want to hear it, and I was embarrassed to interrupt it at this time. I was embarrassed. Hearing the one-eyed eagle, his elderly man felt that he was "young" and could not help it Swallowed and was very impressed.

Lu Bixing is inexplicable: "What are you talking about?"

"I haven't responded to the question of whether you like to eat vegetables or meat, and Dad has been negligent-if you want to find a man, although I can't appreciate the taste, but I don't interfere." One-eyed eagle said, it looks like A stern look at Saturday.

On Saturday, he was taken aback, tied the shirt to Fengji Buckle three times, five times and two, and raised his hands: "I don't like men!"

"Who said you? Feel affectionate for yourself." The one-eyed eagle gave him a white look, and then pointed his gun at Lu Bixing. "But Lin Jingheng-don't even think about it!"

"Well," thought Saturday, dumbfounded, "single dad hiccups the scene."

Lu Bixing was also calmed by the words of his nearly 200-year-old father's **** dog. He opened his mouth and tried to excuse himself, but also felt that the excuse was very embarrassing. He wanted to dissect the one-eyed eagle's brain for a while. There were a few holes in it.

He froze for a moment, pointed to the door, and said as calmly as possible: "Would you go to a medical office and treat menopausal delusions?"

Lu Bixing finished speaking, and walked quickly with a handsome smile on his face.

The one-eyed eagle was furious and had nowhere to vent. When he turned to find that Saturday was still around, he was about to stare. On Saturday, he hurried away: "So what, brother ... uh, uncle, I still have something, go first, then you are busy."

Lu Bixing pressed his temper and walked to the contact center. His temper was coming and going quickly. The contact center had not arrived yet, and the anger in his heart had run out. He went up against the chest and concentrated on the line of his neck and ears. Start hot.

He seemed to have just discovered a seedling he had never seen before, and he was full of doubt and curiosity, wondering whether it would be rare or weeds when he grew up, for fear that others might think he was fussed, carefully guarded it from the wind and rain, and sometimes sneaked in to look With so many speculations and uncertain moves, before he thought about whether to raise it, he was run over by a brutal domestic cat, and his claws were lifted into broad daylight.

The anger was gone, the strange embarrassment came up, and the contact order was entered twice.

I do n’t know when to follow up on Saturday, but I have no words to say: "Hey, so many days, isn't the bad smelly hemorrhoids still good?"

For a moment, Lu Bixing could have complied a more seamless story, but his mind was occupied by embarrassment. He was overloaded for a moment and didn't think of words. Fortunately, on Saturday, he thought about where he was, and said, "Is he still going out with that forest? I heard that it was a map or something."

When Lu Bixing heard the word "Lin", he jumped twice in his heart, and responded with a perfunctory "possibility". He quickly converged, positioned Mecha Beijing, and sent a message: "Prince Gloria attacked the egret star, attacked A high-energy particle flow is generated, be careful, come back! "

The local intranet is different from the extranet of the universe. Only ordinary electromagnetic waves are used. The disadvantage is that the range is limited, and the advantage is also limited. After encryption, it can be hidden to the greatest extent. However, once the service range of the intranet is exceeded, the signal will It became very unstable and even disappeared completely.

Lu Bixing's message went round three times, showing that the sending failed.

He frowned, setting up a small program that automatically sent messages every three minutes, and then stared unconsciously at the connector.

"I guess it's too far, you won't be able to wait here, they will naturally see when they return to the signal range." Standing next to him with his arms on Saturday, he glanced at Lu Xing, "You really see Got that ... that ... "

Lin Jingheng is very arrogant and never has too much contact with the people in the base. The illiterate people in the base do not care about the current affairs of the alliance, and have not heard of any generals or generals. Hearing a few words on the one-eyed eagle on Saturday, ca n’t hear It is not clear, and now I don't remember what his name is Lin, and I don't know how to describe it. After a long day of drawing, I forced my face up and learned Lin Jingheng's impersonal look, frowning frostily.

"Go to you, don't listen to my old man nonsense," Lu Bixing said without looking up. "The protection net cannot be simplified, absolutely not. Prince Gloria blew up the egret star, probably to vent his anger. North Korea was bitten by snakes and was afraid of well ropes for ten years. They are likely to suspect that there is still an underground waterway near Egret. If he does not hesitate to do a large-scale search, we must be prepared. The simplified protective net has no value. "

Asked Saturday: "What about this high-energy particle storm?"

The information on the connector failed to be sent again and again. Lu Bixing was a little confused and had to force himself to take his eyes off and groan for a moment. He said, "Use mech."

Saturday: "Ah?"

Lu Bixing closed his eyes a little and quickly estimated the number: "I need about three hundred mechs and pilots, spread out of the atmosphere, and connect the protective shields of the mechs, which is equivalent to adding a layer of filtering to the artificial atmosphere. Film, you know what I mean? "

"Yes," Saturday nodded first, and then said, "The problem is, we don't have three hundred mech pilots."

"You have tens of millions of people in one base, can't even get 300 drivers together?"

"Don't mention it, it was just a matter of making up the crooked jujubes, it's almost the same," said Saturday. "But last time a lot of people were interrupted by your people's mental network and fell into space phobia. He did n’t dare to look up at the sky, he would no longer be able to connect to the spiritual net. "

Lu Bixing seems to have Lin Jingheng's allergies. Any word related to Lin Jingheng can arouse his sensitive nerves. He has a treacherous heart. No matter what other people say, he can hear it. On Saturday's ordinary reply, his brain automatically scratched his head and thought of Lin Jingheng's overthrow of the SDF.

"Excuse me," Lu Bixing sighed, and said earnestly to Saturday, "brother, we are discussing the defense of the base. On such a serious occasion, don't you see it interrupted. Gossip, my personal relationship problem?"

He looked at him on Saturday and said earnestly: "Mr. Lu, tell me by conscience, which word did you gossip about your personal relationship? Who the **** did we interrupt?"

Mr. Lu felt his conscience and looked at Saturday for a while. He found that his good conscience was still there, but he had only a short-term memory loss. Except for the words "your people", he couldn't remember what he said on Saturday. .

He interjected Saturday and said with certainty, "So you're after him."

Lu Bixing was very thick-skinned, pretending that nothing had happened just now, and if he casually continued to talk about himself: "Are there no older elders in the base who can start the armor? Small and medium-sized mechas need at least three Only one hundred units can be covered, unless you have a Mecha core like Zhanlu, which can start the third floor of the administrative downstairs. "

"I'll try," said Saturday, "as many as you can."

"It must be convened in one day," Lu Bixing said. "The so-called coordination of your self-defense forces is basically equal to the hind legs. I need short-term training and go quickly."

He didn't leave on Saturday and bumped him with his shoulder.

"Okay," Lu Bixing glanced at him with mercy, "you can't hold anything other than gossip in my brain-I have no idea, but I have a good relationship with him, I think he might have some interest in me, now he still I did n’t think about what to do, all right, what else do you want to ask? ”

"Don't talk about it. A man who meets a person who is not interested in coveting himself will never think about what to do. He moved his legs and ran away."

Lu Bixing: "..."

He didn't feel good because Saturday seemed to make sense.

He sighed on Saturday: "Brother, life is short. I am happy to live in this ghost place to be 100 years old. One hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye, and I have no time to think. If anyone likes me, Let me be straight-I like your students. "

Lu Bixing heard the first half of the sentence, and was a little bit emotional. He heard the second half of the sentence, and almost drowned his mouth: "... ah?"

"Your schoolgirl is the one who is mint, thin, tall and good-looking." He stretched out his hand on Saturday and said, "She's a stubborn girl, especially like my childhood sweetheart girlfriend."

Lu Bixing was happy to change the subject, and asked Yan Yue cheerfully: "Would you like me to send you an admission notice? After you sign it, you will be officially admitted to Xinghai College. Friendship and childhood friendships are very good-yes, you A teenager? "

Saturday recklessly answered: "Sixteen ..."

Lu Bixing is inexplicable. I do n’t know where the number “sixteen” is ridiculous. He listened to Saturday and said, “Plus twenty, hahaha, is it an accident? I used to pretend to be a child laborer when I ran goods. You are not the first. Fooled. "

Lu Bixing: "..."

The shameless hooligan pretends to be tender and intends to seduce a young girl. Teacher Lu is furious: "Don't even think about it! Get out!"

In the evening, on Saturday, he claimed that he had summoned three hundred people. Lu Bixing came out and saw it. He was almost out of touch. In addition, the self-defense team had less than two hundred people. In addition, his own students, one-eyed eagles ... even a group of two hundred and fifty The members of the "old age group" are also mixed up!

"I tried my best."

A self-defense team member raised his hand high.

Lu Bixing squeezed a smile and nodded at him.

The self-defense team said: "We are all backup patrols. We have learned how to start. Every day the patrol goes up and back. How to open the protective cover?"

Another self-defense team member said, "Mr. Lu, can you tell us what to do before going to heaven? How can you line up or something? I can't get away when I'm connected to the spiritual net. The spiritual net breaks when I talk to others."

The lame-legged old man of the two-hundred-and-five-year-old sky group interjected tremblingly: "I ca n’t be distracted either. I encountered the mech one hundred and fifty years ago, so I ca n’t be distracted. The bladder of the elderly does n’t make sense. If you keep me in the sky for more than an hour, you have to prepare me to urinate. "

Lu Bixing: "..."

At this moment, a loud noise rang out in the contact station, and Lu Bi's jargon was too late to explain. In front of the one-eyed eagle, he turned and rushed in.

The contact station received an echo from Beijing. Lin Jingheng said briefly: "Received."

The two words are the standard reply when the mission is performed. Every day at the base directs everyone to work. Lu Bi will execute the next command and will receive countless "receives". He still found for the first time that these two words are a bit thrilling. Can't help but think: "It's the Saturday painted cucumber."

Lin Jingheng was soaked in cold sweat all over his body, and his temple seemed to be penetrated. He brought three backup energy sources, and at this time he has replaced the last one. The defense is overwhelmed, the **** is gone, the power valve on one side is broken, and the half-struck Beijing can only take a crab walk in space.

"Zhanlu," he said softly, "give me a soothing dose."

The manipulator slid from mid-air and raised an injection in his hand: "Sixteen emergency jumps, I believe you can already apply for Guinness Records, sir-in acrobatics-I suggest you switch to the automatic route and go to the nursing cabin Lie in there. "

However, Lin Jingheng just stretched out an arm and handed him: "No, go home."

Zhan Lu: "According to statistics, you said 123" no "to this voyage."

Lin Jingheng: "Shut up."

Zhanlu poked into his veins: "No."