Sister Stinky is not a model citizen who abides by the law. Even though this base has limited power consumption, the private prison is very well built. The private prison is hidden deep underground like a labyrinth, with double layers of electromagnetic signal shielding. Once the layers of prison doors are lowered, no one, let alone the smelly eldest sister, can escape even if they are as slender as mosquitoes and ants.
"Excuse me, Mr. Spencer, please be 'sick' for a few days. If necessary, I will come to you at any time." Lin Jingheng disarmed the smelly eldest sister and his guards, threw them into a single room one by one, and detained them separately. Before leaving, I carefully admired the unique design of this underground prison and waved at him, "It would be a shame if you didn't stay in such an exquisite place for a few more days."
The smelly eldest sister deliberately cursed.
Lin Jingheng paused: "By the way, I have a bad temper, please be careful not to talk nonsense."
The smelly eldest sister did not dare to really anger him. After hearing the warning, she had to swallow the dirty words back into her stomach, holding it in until her neck became thick. Circle, he suppressed a sentence: "Just wait for me!"
After saying that, before Lin Jingheng could ridicule, he blushed. He felt that these words were so heroic and short-tempered, like a fake girl, and he was so embarrassed that he shed tears.
Zhan Lu, who looked like a robot, raised a finger and said, "Sir, you have violated the relevant provisions of the alliance's military management regulations of "Prohibition of torture of prisoners." According to estimates, the area and lighting conditions of the prison/forbidden area are not in compliance with the alliance. standards, violated the basic human rights of prisoners, and you threatened the other party..."
"Well," Lin Jingheng replied casually, "Is anyone going to fine you?"
Zhan Lu: "..."
"Without fines, there are no human rights." Lin Jingheng said Pressing down the raised little finger of the manipulator Zhan Lu, "If you have nothing to do, don't enter irrelevant data by yourself. Who did you learn this from? You even raised your orchid finger."
Further down from the private cell is the underground warehouse where Sister Stinky stores her mechas. Lin Jingheng Take Zhan Lu and take the elevator directly down - the three-core heavy mecha is referred to as "Chong San", with a body length of more than one kilometer. This type of mecha has been completely eliminated from the army by the alliance as early as the year 240 of the New Star Era. .
"The last time I saw Chongsan was when I was studying at Wulan College." Lin Jingheng said.
"In your first year of school, you got full marks for mecha operation, but other subjects were not very satisfactory." Zhan Lu said, "General Lu Xin called the principal privately and asked that your scholarship for that year be withheld, so as not to encourage the evil trend of partial subjects and arrogance. , but the principal was very dogmatic and rejected him on the grounds of school rules."
Lin Jingheng was stunned: "What?"
He was only fourteen years old when he entered Wulan College. He was the youngest student in the school. He was rebellious and went his own way. Many teachers had complained to Lu Xin. He was impatient with being talked about, so they bet that he would get a scholarship at the end of the school year. The bet was to shut up General Lu for the summer... After all, he couldn't hold it in for two months and couldn't make a long speech to General Lu. It's a torture.
Zhan Lu defended his former master in a subtle way: "General Lu Xin cares about your education very much. He didn't cheat because he was afraid of losing to you."
Lin Jingheng: "..."
Yes, then he is quite upright.
Although the Chongsan is old, it is a heavy mecha after all. Its magnitude is different from that of ordinary mechas. When you put the mecha "Beijing" in front of it, it is like a small plastic beetle. Just a little warm-up will cause a fire. A small earthquake, if it moved randomly underground, could probably collapse a row of streets.
But fortunately, it can't be moved casually.
As soon as Zhan Lu's mental net covered it, Lin Jingheng discovered that the core of this mecha was seriously damaged and was basically scrapped, so he could make some noise in advance. There must have been an accident that caused a plane crash and one person was killed. Unscrupulous traders captured it and used it to maintain the shell. They treated it as a rare item and sold it to the black market at a high price to fool the idiots who didn't know what it was. The smelly sister thought it was because the parallel importers at the base were not mentally strong enough and couldn't. Start it.
"This should be the last batch of three-core mechas produced by the alliance in the 170th year of the New Calendar. Since then, it has entered the era of hyperspace heavy mechas. Technology has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the old models have been discontinued." Zhan Lu's voice echoed in the mecha storage "Look, there is a production number here."
"All heavy mechas in the alliance have files. Even if they are scrapped, they will be recycled. Logically speaking, they should not be lost. " "Go outside," Lin Jingheng looked up at the huge fuselage, "Look through your database and check according to the production number to find out what happened to this mecha."
"Sir, I can't find this number in my database . "This is a mecha that was not recorded when it was produced and shipped from the factory."
Lin Jingheng frowned deeply.
Heavy mechas are different from ordinary small mechas. Heavy armors are important weapons for the country. The military management is extremely strict. From production to scrap, they are as numerous as the stones in the forest of monuments behind the Alliance Parliament. One will never get lost for no reason.
What does this mean?
Lin Jingheng suddenly turned around and strode out.
The one-eyed eagle waited for him at the entrance of the private cell, but did not follow him because he was afraid that his hand would slip and shoot the smelly eldest sister. At this time, a layer of cigarette butts had accumulated under his feet, and he was puffing out smoke from his orifices. Hearing the footsteps, the one-eyed eagle said without looking back, "What are you going to do?"
"Check the material reserves and weapons and equipment, including this base and the two secret warehouses behind him, to confirm whether combat readiness is sufficient." Lin Jingheng said, " Then I will use the base's hardware to open external communications and positioning, and summon the Silver Ten Guards. The Silver Nine lost contact on the outskirts of the Eight Galaxy, and should not be far from here. In addition, there is a "Chong San" below, and the mecha core is seriously damaged. , just in time to install Zhan Lu and solve his power consumption problem. I need to find a mecha master to do maintenance elsewhere. I'll go find Lu Bixing."
One-eyed Eagle said "Huh" and rarely quarreled with him. Following Lin Jingheng, he paused and suddenly asked: "Turn on external communications, and the coordinates here will be exposed."
"Yes, I know," Lin Jingheng said, "Once the combat preparations are completed, we will move along the underground channel to Spencer's two secret warehouses are just using this base as bait to attack Bai Yinjiu."
One-eyed Eagle said, "I didn't mention supplies - where are these people in the base?"
Lin Jingheng didn't even look back: "Guan. What's wrong with me?"
The one-eyed eagle looked at his back with a complicated expression: "Being away from the alliance for five years has not given you any human touch."
Lin Jingheng sneered at him: "You want Ares Feng's head. Or do you want to play "Planet Tycoon" in this ghost place with a human touch?"
As they spoke, the two people had left and arrived at the entrance of the administration building. At this moment, a burst of cheers broke out not far away. Everyone ran in one direction. The unkempt housewives poked their heads out from the dense residential buildings, and the silly children chasing and fighting stretched their necks -
in the middle of the space station, three hundred towering figures were seen. The sixty-degree rotating screen actually "alives" again. A transparent black film floats in the artificial atmosphere directly above it to block the strong light during the day and avoid affecting the picture quality. The screen is like a petal under the light-blocking film. The layers are opened to hold up the three-dimensional imaging.
It was the opening of an old movie. The slow motion slowly swept across the mountains and fields. Flowers gradually bloomed. A beam of light came in from outside the field of vision. The sound equipment buried in every corner of the space station collectively emitted a low violin concerto. The speakers were in disrepair. Some are broken, and some are still surviving, but the tune is out of tune, and the nonsense voices are mixed together, like echoes from the distant starry sky. People were silent at first, and then cheered, and poured in under the screen like a festival. Small square.
The square had long been turned into a temporary dumping point for the disposal of domestic waste in the base. It was smelly and inaccessible. People soon began to clean up the garbage on their own initiative. The screams and whistles almost drowned out the soundtrack of the movie.
For fifty years, they have been living on this isolated space station, living in constant fear, never daring to expect any change in their cramped and unchanging life.
An old man cried, because although there are tall buildings in the space station, there is an artificial blue sky, and gravity that is fake and real, there are no mountains and deep valleys, and there are no comings and goings of cold and summer year after year. The beautiful scenery on those planets is too far away from them. It was so far away that she had forgotten what the spring breeze blowing through the moist soil felt like.
Not far away, Lu Bixing was thrown up by a group of people in ragged clothes.
"No, no, no, no, just be enthusiastic. I can't stand being too enthusiastic. Let's all watch the movie in a civilized manner, be civilized!" He hurriedly refused, "Grandpa, please stop following the booing and get out of the way. I'm going to break your bones." No! It's just a screen, don't get excited yet, we still have a lot of work to do!"
Lin Jingheng frowned slightly and stopped.
Lu Bixing nimbly got out of the crowd and stepped onto a trash can. He dug out a loudspeaker from somewhere. It might have been a product of the age of the earth, with the dust of two eras on it. Lu Bixing bent down and grabbed the silly student Douji. With Douji's innocent face, he wiped the thumb-sized loudspeaker clean with his white shirt and paused the movie on the screen.
Given time, Lu Bixing might be able to go out and organize a cult - a small trash can, which made him step out of the Xinghai Academy auditorium.
"Hey, hey," Lu Bixing shook his head, "The sound effects are not good. How many years has it not been maintained? We will find the design drawings later, and we will dig them out and repair them one by one - Hello everyone, I am your boss, Mr. Spencer, who just picked it up from the sky. Yes, my main job is a teacher and my side job is a repairman. From the atmosphere of mecha merchant ships to the energy panels of water pipes and stoves, except for the plasma energy tower in the sky and the toilets in your homes, you can come to me for consultation. "
Everyone . Laughter.
The one-eyed eagle sighed and planned to go through the crowd to call Lu Bixing back.
Lin Jingheng did not move, leaning against the elegant administrative building. He watched the young man giving a speech on the trash can from a distance.
"This is just the first step," Lu Bixing said happily to the residents of the base. "The screen has been repaired. Next, we can repair the sound around the city. After all, entertainment is the most important thing in life. Wait until everyone can While we're watching movies and working, let's do some other big things."
Someone asked: "What big thing?"
"First, we need to sort out the energy system of the base and try to ensure that everyone has power supply 24 hours a day. The Self-Defense Forces can come at any time. "Mecha drills." Lu Bixing said, "As the energy has caught up, we will re-plan and renovate various living facilities in the base, improve various ecological cycles, and build a planet-level anti-missile defense system..."
Kai, the capital of the eighth galaxy, Laidu does not have an anti-missile system, and the country bumpkins in the base were shocked by this huge bullshit. Before Lu Bixing could finish his words, the audience burst into laughter.
Someone shouted: "Then we can fight star pirates at close range and expedition to the eight major galaxies?"
"We also need to establish an alliance government and reach the peak of life! Hahaha, then I demand legislation, and all the untouchables outside will kneel down to me. , kiss my smelly feet and lick my soles, except for beauties."
"Come down, kid, I want to watch a movie."
"Can you fix those useless snacks in the Self-Defense Forces first?"
"No, he just said that. Don't fix the toilet. "
"Hey, boy, how can you discriminate against the toilet? Do you agree?"
Fighting cock couldn't bear it anymore. Taking advantage of his height, he jumped up from the crowd and shouted at the loudest one. One of them took action. At the same time, there was an off-duty Self-Defense Force member who was mixed in the crowd. He wanted to watch a movie, but was insulted for no reason. He immediately joined the fight angrily and got into a fight.
Lu Bixing took off the loudspeaker nonchalantly. He had long been accustomed to people's ridicule. He sat down on the trash can, opened the base's multimedia music library, and picked an ancient bullfighting song for the heroes. Along with the accompaniment, he whistled along.
Someone next to him handed him a cigarette. It was a very cheap and shoddy product. Lu Bixing turned around and saw that the person handing him the cigarette was a young man. His face was not full of bones and flesh, and he still had a strong youthful air. He could not be more than twenty years old. But he was already wearing the uniform of the Self-Defense Forces.
Lu Bixing happily took it: "Thank you, what do you call me?"
"Saturday."
"Is your surname Zhou? You can't tell that I have oriental ancestry."
"No, I am an orphan with no surname. The day they picked me up happened to be Saturday, so they all call me that," the young man shrugged. "In the eighth galaxy, the name is not too important anyway."
He had a full forehead, straight and deep eyes, thin lips, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned down. His appearance makes people think that he looks "smart", but he is a bit arrogant because of his smart appearance.
Saturday asked: "They started fighting, aren't you angry?"
Lu Bixing sighed: "God has made me so handsome that I am a disaster, and I am also very distressed."
"Outside, you are actually a novelist, right?" Saturday said, "First time in the underground city?"
Lu Bixing held the cigarette and turned to look at him.
"This base itself is an abandoned supply station. Officials don't want it anymore, so smugglers dare to secretly pick it up and use it," said Saturday. "The energy tower in the sky was also picked up. Have you ever seen a serious space station with a fake sun on it? Is that energy tower an unrecycled experimental product from the old star calendar era? It was scattered to the eight galaxies and was dragged here and there to be used as the sun. Otherwise, these old losers would easily commit suicide if they couldn't see the sun. The base is built out of scraps. It is no different from the kennels built by homeless people out of cardboard boxes on the roadside. Maybe one day there will be a strong wind and it will be blown over. Everyone doesn't say it, but in fact they are very uneasy in their hearts. Don't do it in the future. You're kidding."
"'Heaven and Earth' were all scavenged?" Lu Bixing seemed a little surprised.
Saturday smiled to himself.
I heard Lu Bixing sigh again: "Then you are similar to the legendary god of creation, are you too awesome?"
Saturday was actually a little speechless.
Lu Bixing laughed and patted his shoulder. From a distance, he saw the one-eyed eagle squeezing into the crowd with an angry look on his face. He jumped down from the trash can and said, "My dad is here. He probably asked me to go to dinner. Let's talk to you another day." You are about the same age as my students. You can come and listen to my lectures when you have time."
The one-eyed eagle waved to him with a watery face: "What about those little burdens you packed in your luggage? Don't care about them?"
"It's okay." Lu Bixing said, "They are all veteran hooligans who know how to fight without losing. Let them move around and treat it as a physical education class."
The one-eyed eagle had a laser gun stuck in the waistband of his trousers and had a fierce look on his face. People who gathered to fight were automatically He avoided him and quickly made way for a passage.
The one-eyed eagle clasped his hands behind his back and was silent for a while: "You should have known that the smelly sister had concealed the news about the Star Thief."
"Yeah."
"When?" "
When we meet," Lu Bixing threw in the cigarette butt a few steps away. "The level of the Self-Defense Forces under him is not much better than that of my students. They have never touched mechas before. I understood it when I heard you say that he purchased mechas in large quantities and paid them in installments." ——But I thought you were going to fix it here for a while, but I didn't expect Lin to break up so quickly."
The one-eyed eagle looked at him deeply: "So you called those little cubs out?"
"Bottom's family is on Beijing Planet, and White's parents are ready to immigrate." Lu Bixing's smile faded, "Vitas and Xiao Huang is the same..."
One-eyed Eagle: "Are you afraid that they will get excited and take action?"
"You did it, right?" Lu Bixing glanced at him, "Dad, you will be very good in the future."
One-Eyed Eagle raised his hand to him A slap on the back: "If your student hadn't just run away, you might not be able to live without Beijing Star."
The author has something to say: "Planet Tycoon" is a business game in the new star calendar era. Players You can build your own brave new world on a bare planet.
Because it is boring, the game company has gone bankrupt╮(╯▽╰)╭