Chapter 112: Stop it, I have to ...

"We have calculated that only the star star and the surrounding satellites are enough to house a population of 600 million people. This immigration is nothing. The 3D construction printer has been rushing around the clock these days, and has already exploded 16 units due to overheating. All are returned to the repair factory. Immigrants are still resting at the satellite transfer station. Their personal terminals will be gradually incorporated into the social security system of Star. If successful, it can be completed in a week. All departments are urgently counting the number of jobs and The required qualifications, Teacher Lu, will send your engineering team ... No, the engineering department. "
"The Engineering Department needs a lot of people. They can come here if they are willing to do so. The certificates and academic qualifications are not required. However, professional qualifications are still required. After you come in, you can take a test. If you pass, you can go directly to the job. Otherwise, go to training. Let the principle of strict entry and strictness come out. Remind them for me that there is no high salary during the training period, and only a minimum guarantee. It is better to make a lot of money for the president as a secretary. Let everyone think about it. "
Chief Secretary Edward said in a video call, "Oh!"
The step-by-step anti-Uruguayan society finally died down because of Anklu's temporary makeover, and the eight galaxy was able to breathe for a moment.
The outer jump points have been equipped with blasting devices, as the ancients were ready to burn the torches of the suspension bridge at any time, just in case.
Lin Jingheng personally escorted Teacher Lu, who loved to join the front line, to Qixing.
The mech slowly entered the atmosphere, and after passing through the clouds, it could see the ground with the naked eye.
Architectural printers fill up the planned residential areas in large sections, which is extremely efficient, with rows of small buildings rising fast. Lin Jingheng remembered that when he was walking, many places were still wasteland and ruins. At this time, the ground had been leveled, and groups of robots were building roads in full swing. It looks like ... I just do n’t know which unlucky color-blind design building In appearance, the colors of these small buildings are very insane. It is an incomprehensible macaron color. It is fresh and lively matched with the Galaxy Military Base not far away. It looks like a bunch of lively and ugly mushrooms. Comedy.
Lu Bixing: "... Who did this? It's too bad for the city appearance. From the sky, it looks like a layer of bovine moss."
The secretary general replied, "Lingzun."
Lin Jingheng raised his eyebrows habitually: "Is the young Persian cat's heart still alive? It has been hundreds of years since he pretended to be a different pupil."
Lu Bixing: "..."
Lin Jingheng glanced at him with the corner of his eye and said, "You father and son are inherited. They are missing a leash at critical moments."
Lu Bixing was also happy with the run, and listened with a smile. When Lin Jingheng raised his hand, he was about to say something. Yu Guang glanced at Chief Edward's indifferent secretary who was listening with interest, so he swallowed again, frowning and poking on Lu Bixing's shoulder , Turned around and instructed Zhan Lu: "Docking the track, test the key, ready to land!"
The heavy armor buzzed, as if it were very pleasant.
"We are back!" Lu Bixing cheered and shouted at the base station's communications station in a loud noise. "The president, does the elderly want me?"
There was something in Lin Jingheng's heart, and he moved slightly with his "back".
He found that he could trace the landmarks of the Galaxy City Base, the arc of the docking track, and the small bumps when docking with his eyes closed.
From the mecha transceiver station to the command post, out of the hall, there was a paved path. When Zhan Lu reported "successful docking", the soles of his shoes seemed to feel the touch of those small stones.
The smoke and artillery suddenly broke away from him.
This is a strange feeling for Lin Jingheng. Votor's so-called "mansion", he is not familiar at all, he ca n’t understand without a navigation robot, and the silver fortress he was stationed in at the time was the throat of the league, and he never brought him a sense of tension. Been here to relax and belong.
At the next moment, the roar of Chief Edward came from the communication station: "Why did your boy run to the front line again? Not to say that you should stay in the immigration satellite transfer station!"
Lu Bixing fooled him casually: "I just received the immigrants in the satellite transfer station. It was General Lin who came back and took me back by the way, didn't he Lin?"
The general manager did not dare to be too polite to Lin Jingheng, coughed, and was about to die.
Just listen to General Lin demolishing the station on the spot: "Nonsense."
Lu Bixing: "..."
General Manager: "Lu must do!"
President Edward is very old, and he is endless. He let mech transceiver stations turn on all the broadcasts. One by one, the megaphone must catch the landing. He sprays wherever he goes, and what is a civilian from Lu Bixing. I do not know the importance, but how irresponsible it is that he is the Chairman of the Special Committee.
The total length of life is Shen Dantian, and his voice is like Hong Zhong: "When you represent the eighth galaxy, your life is not only yours, it belongs to all citizens! You look at your virtue, like a young man who can't be trusted. What! "
Lu Bixing spread his hands: "But I was a young man who was unreliable, Chief, how did you realize this problem?"
He was stunned by President Edward, and decided to talk to the young man's father, one-eyed eagle, and the old man opened the window of the contact station angrily, just looking at the small buildings in the distance. .
If it weren't for the chief executive himself who was too poor to clang, he would like to allocate some money to the one-eyed eagle, so that the goods would be used to treat the eyes exclusively.
The corner of Lin Jingheng's eyes bent slightly, turned and walked towards the command post, but Lu Bixing was caught up and pulled his elbow.
Lin Jingheng: "What are you doing?"
Lu Bixing said seriously: "You promised me."
"I promise you something, leash?"
Lu Bixing could not help dragging him to the other direction, bypassing the mech station, and he did not know when to build a mech vehicle passageway.
As a "king of the ground", the mech car runs on the ground and can run at supersonic speed. In the past, there was a large and uninhabited wilderness between Galaxy City and the base. They just drove the mech car out and slipped away. After a little bit of rest, the city has been quite decent. Of course, we can't use this big killer to swagger across the city. In the case of non-emergency warfare, mechanized vehicles need special closed tracks.
Lin Jingheng: "What is this?"
"Special trains." Lu Bixing said, "Unarmed people working in the base have to go home from work, and members of the new government of Galaxy City often run on both sides of the base and the government, so we planned a special train to come and come up."
He said, holding Lin Jingheng's hand and pressing it on the fingerprint device, and entered Lin Jingheng's identity information on the small platform of the mech car. A mech car rose from the ground and opened the door automatically.
"This track goes directly to the main city area of ​​Galaxy City. It runs a little faster on the track than in the wild, and it takes only twelve minutes and six seconds to reach the end," Lu Bixing said, "but we don't go to the main city today."
His voice dropped, the mecha car slowly started, and after a minute it was increased to the highest speed, and then slowly reduced to a stop, just following the track to stop on another platform.
Lu Bixing: "Come with me."
There is a dwelling outside the Mejia station platform. The short one is only a bungalow, the taller one has two or three floors. The streets between the small buildings are regular. The roads are all pedestrian-friendly. Motor vehicles are not allowed to enter. The flower beds on both sides are already full of decorative flowers. Plants, scorching ready to bloom.
There is a stone carved doorplate at the entrance of this residential area, which reads: Galaxy City Military Base Accommodation Area.
"This piece was not designed by my dad." Lu Bixing said, "This is the first military base accommodation area. In the future, if the garrison at the Galaxy City headquarters increases, we need to build more. From here to the base mech platform, the machine Car A takes only one minute and 56 seconds, which is about the same time as you walked through the command post. "
Lin Jingheng: "One minute and 56 seconds? I don't hesitate."
Lu Bixing reluctantly stopped and looked back at Lin Jingheng's cold face, beckoned at him, motioned for him to attach his ears, and brought them to his ears, biting his ears and saying, "If you do n’t have such a nose, nose, eyes, or eyes, I will It's going to be indecent to you on the street. "
Lin Jingheng gave him a cool look-you dare.
Lu Xingxing: "... Dare not, then you should be rude to me."
Lin Jingheng pushed his face away, and Lu Bixing slowed his tone, saying to him: "The best engineers are to get first-hand information at close range. With each pass, the amount of information and the true accuracy are It will be discounted once, will your silver third guard not have to go to the front line yourself? "
Lin Jingheng was unmoved: "When did the third silver guard take you in?"
Lu Bixing felt that this man was unreasonable, always shifting the focus and stealing concepts, so he was speechless and had to pinch his chin and kiss him on the side of his face.
"Go away, come here less." Lin Jingheng leaned back, "Why don't you say hello to me and go to the front line privately?"
Lu Bixing pretended to be stupid: "What? At that time Captain Turan called the maintenance engineering team urgently, didn't he say hello to you ... hey don't do it, why frown like this? I will also worry about you, if I can't personally realize What is missing on the front line, how to solve the problem, how to give you timely support when fighting, how to protect you? "
Lin Jingheng seemed to be stabbed in his heart by him, unable to speak for a moment.
"Let's have something to say in the future. When I'm angry, I'm as cold as you are? Don't you think you're unreasonable?"
Lin Jingheng nodded expressionlessly: "I think, so what, you met me the first day?"
Having said that, he took hold of Lu's collar, and moved him aside, like a big pillar in trouble, and continued along the path.
Lu Bixing glanced at his red ears, forced to smile, "Hey, do you know which one? How do you know the road like ... well, you really know."
Although Lin Jingheng came here for the first time, he didn't get lost because he saw the small building in the inner part strangely. The entrance to the courtyard was left and right. Two iron dancing robots stood like stone lions. I don't know if Lu Bixing used the cans to fight or how, with a hip-hop temperament around him.
Above the robot's head, there is a wooden sign surrounded by an eternal flower, which reads: The home of General Lin and Engineer 001.
General Lin's iron-cold ability to endure the Cold War suddenly broke his skills at this moment. The two dancing robots twisted a samba in front of him, twisted a hand in hand, and the left robot turned from the bush He picked a small flower petal from the back, put it in the palm of the iron sheet, and took it to Lin Jingheng. The robot on the right poised his head off and "turned his head" at him. Lu Bixing recorded in his chest: "Welcome home . "
Lu Bixing posted from behind him and said deadly, "I will let your things be moved over, and you promised to come and live with me."
Lin Jingheng's tense complexion finally softened, and he sighed helplessly.
Lu Bixing checked his eyes, immediately kicked his nose on his face, and whistled. The two dancing robots heard the sound and moved ... One of the waves was overstretched, and one of them had a stronger hand, holding his dancer's weak arm. After that, a burst of small sparks broke out on the chest of the dancing robot with a broken arm. It became a short-circuit on the spot and became a repeater. The loop began to play "Welcome Home" endlessly. "Towed away for repair.
Lin Jingheng: "..."
Engineer 001 is unreliable. Are the mechas repaired by him OK?
"I have prepared the interface for home electronic butler. Zhan Lu can connect automatically when he comes in ... Yes, Zhan Lu?"
"On the mech," Lin Jingheng said, "I'll send you back and leave immediately after I set foot. It's necessary to contact Anklu. He always feels like ..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Bixing was thrown on the sofa.
Lin Jingheng reached out to protect him subconsciously, and took a long step to sink into the sofa. The sofa is made of a deformed material, and the hardness can be changed at any time according to the sitting position of the owner-if the person sitting on it is sitting critically, the sofa It will become flat and straight, and if someone rolls on it, it will immediately become soft and deformable like a water bed, which can wrap people tightly and deeply.
Lu Bixing: "What do you say you are going to do right away?"
Lin Jingheng answered with the will of Steel: "To go to the war zone, I need to arrange a guard post."
Lu Bixing squinted his eyes slightly, licked his lips, leaned down, and gently held a strand of hair in front of his eyes, turned to the side, if the breath fell, it evoked a familiar and unfamiliar feeling. Once again, what are you going to do? "
Lin Jingheng: "Don't make trouble, I have to ..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Bixing suddenly came over and licked his lips gently. Lin Jingheng held his breath subconsciously, feeling that he seemed to be carrying some kind of neurotoxin. He pierced through the sensitive lips and spread from the neural net. On, he instantly paralyzed his hands and feet.
Lu Bixing looked at him with a smirk: "Xingxing, okay, sir, can you give me a night out of your busy schedule? The medical class diagnosis said that I am seriously deficient in vitamin Lin Jingheng. If I do n’t add it in time, Life is dangerous. "
General Lin lived to such a large age that he had not seen such a path, and had not yet had time to organize effective defenses, and had already lost ground.
He deeply felt that it was necessary for the eighth star to introduce a regulation to ban illegal coquetry.
The fire on the edge of the eighth galaxy went out briefly, and the night of the Galaxy was gentle and quiet. After work, the people in the square gradually dispersed, and the small vendors along the street chatted with each other and settled home. Lu Xin's stone statue quietly watched them. There was a row of flowers at his feet. People were mourning the egret star a few days ago. The eyes of the deceased compatriots, staring at the direction in which the eighth sun rises every day.
Three days later, Lin Jingheng just signed the confirmed management plan for the theater post, and before it was time to explore the bottom of Ankru, Ankru took the initiative to throw an olive branch from the seventh galaxy—
"General, they called for a long-range communication request, hoping to connect to the internal network of the eight galaxies and establish contact with us. The Central Army of the seventh galaxy also formally sent a friendly letter."
Lin Jingheng frowned.