Chapter 69

Chapter 69

For the first time in ten years, Shi Ji slept so well.

He saw many people in his dream, who rubbed his head, talked to him with a smile, secretly stuffed him with snacks, and carried him up.

It was such a good dream, even if those faces could only stay in the dream and disappear quickly after waking up, it made him particularly happy.

Shi Ji woke up from his dream.

He tidied up his housework, got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. Zhuang Yu just happened to buy breakfast from the canteen and return to the dormitory.

Golden and fragrant millet porridge, refreshing crispy pickles, along with hot soy milk and steamed buns, filled the table.

"I went out and walked around, and the conditions in the cafeteria are much better than when we were there."

Zhuang Yu borrowed the dining table in the living room, and he buried himself in putting away breakfast. He said neatly: "Go and wash up, come here to eat."

Shi Ji wanted to help, but Zhuang Yuzhao slapped him on the head, and he went to the bathroom to wash up.

He couldn't help but feel happy. Halfway through washing his face, he stuck his wet head out of the bathroom: "Captain, did you go to school here before?"

"You, Vice Captain Nie, and I are classmates."

Zhuang Yu: "His father is the dean of your wingman academy. He can be escorted to the air force base, but he is stubborn with dean Nie and refuses to fly as a wingman no matter what. He must fly a mecha."

Zhuang Yu knew that he probably didn't remember, so he opened the empty disposable environmentally friendly bowl and poured the millet porridge into it: "The deputy captain of the special operations team is called Nie Chi. He and I are partners, and he is my mecha operator."

Shi Ji recited it silently and memorized it carefully: "I'll help the captain look for it."

Zhuang Yu took a towel and threw it on his head: "Concentrate on the drill first. If you can't get it back, your captain's men will be thrown all the way to the military conference room."

Shi Ji's eyes bent.

He has been transformed for a long time, and he is still as quiet and silent as before, but the bright color shines through his eyes.

Zhuang Yu also showed a smile. He wanted to ask Shi Ji about his life these years, but when he saw the cane placed beside the sink, his chest suddenly and silently sank.

S7's leg is still injured.

Even if Yu Tang sent a special message back, promising to cure Shi Ji's leg injury, the hideous scar had already remained.

The military court just started ruling on this case last night. Dean Nie stayed to attend the trial and sent over the whole story and the results of the trial.

The few people who broke Shi Ji's legs and even planned to further harm Shi Ji were permanently dismissed from the military and sentenced according to law as principals and accomplices.Dean Nie sent back the court records and told him that the matter had not been investigated and the culprit had not been punished as he should have.

...the father and son of the Sheng family.

Zhuang Yu's expression turned cold. He didn't intend to mention this matter to S7 anymore and turned back to the living room.

Shi Ji wiped his face and shook the water from his hair. When he looked back, no one was there: "Captain?"

"The room is a bit messy. I'll clean it up." Zhuang Yu said in the living room. "After washing, come over for dinner. After dinner, go to the hospital for a check-up."

Shi Ji responded.

He didn't go out immediately. He stood up straight and looked at himself in the mirror.

…

Without Yu Tang's instructions, he knew that even though he was going to the hospital, there were some things that he couldn't report right now.

For example, when he was first taken over, most of his autonomous consciousness had been annihilated in his body, leaving only sporadic remaining instincts.

If Mr. Yu hadn't found his missing particles from the eye of the storm and slowly supplemented his data, even if he saw Zhuang Yu again, he might not have been able to recognize the captain.

The captain was just a little happy, and he couldn't be unhappy anymore because of him.

Shi Ji was still a little uncomfortable with Yu Tang's absence. He took the cane leaning on the side and tried to apply for a call in his mind: "Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu."

Yu Tang quickly responded: "You can hear me."

On the light screen, Yu Tang's picture popped up: "I came to the archives room to check the information. Their firewall is a bit complicated."

He chewed the lollipop, and his words were slightly slurred, mixed with the crisp sound of typing on the keyboard: "I'll give you a day off today. Go out and have some fun with your captain..."

Shi Ji wanted to help as much as he could: "Which archives room? The captain and I can look for access permissions."

"It's from the military department." Yu Tang raised his head and glanced, "The S-level top-notch seal has destroyed the encrypted file backup department."

Shi Ji: "..."

"It's faster for me to bypass their firewall than to find permissions."

Yu Tang said: "You have a more difficult task."

Shi Ji was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Yu Tang: "Before I left, I forgot to tell Captain Zhuang that my pillows were not a mess, but a set of messy and beautiful post-modern art sculptures with a wadding theme."

Yu Tang: "I'm very worried. Help me go to the living room and tell your captain."

Shi Ji had already been asked not to clean up the housekeeping affairs of the sea of consciousness. He nodded and walked quickly to the living room: "Captain——"

Zhuang Yu wanted to do whatever he could to help. He had just mopped the living room floor, cleaned the windows, rolled up his cuffs, and looked up from the pillow that was messed up by the mecha model.

Shi Ji: "..."

Yu Tang: "..."

Yu Tang: “Where is my big mecha Dolphin?”

"Host, host." The system held the bubble gum and flashed the small red light and tried its best to coax the host. "The siren has been bought. We also bought a sign, disposable styling water, the latest developed memory material, and high-transparency organicGlass cover..."

In the living room, Shi Ji put aside his cane.

He held the edge of the table with one hand and used his strength to move neatly across the sofa. At the last second, he stopped the captain who was about to rearrange the pillows.

Zhuang Yu stretched out his hand, caught the strong deputy observer's hand that fell from the sky, and it was not obvious that his leg was injured, and stabilized it on the ground: "What's wrong?"

"This is a sculpture, Captain."

Shi Ji tried his best to recall: "...Postmodern art, messy beauty, wadding nest."

Zhuang Yu: "?"

Zhuang Yu just saw a mecha model throwing these pillows around. He thought it was a robot made by Zhan Chen and suddenly lost control. He took two steps back and took a closer look: "Is this art?"

Shi Ji nodded and conveyed Mr. Yu's opinion succinctly: "No one can touch except Senior Zhan."

Zhuang Yu doesn't quite understand postmodern art, but he doesn't have time to worry about it for the time being. There are other things that concern him more.

Zhuang Yu pulled Shi Ji and asked him to sit down on the wicker chair, carefully squeezing his left leg inch by inch.

"Does it hurt?" Zhuang Yu frowned, "Can you already do this kind of movement? Are your daily activities restricted? Will your patella be dislocated when running and jumping?"

After learning about Shi Ji's injury, Zhuang Yu looked through all the available information on cruciate ligament tears and contacted all the top surgical experts in the league who could be contacted.

He couldn't bear to teach people last night, and today he couldn't help it anymore, and his tone became more severe: "How did I teach you?!"

"The legs are the most important thing. How can you let yourself get injured like this? You really think that no one cares about the injury, right?"

Zhuang Yu scolded in a deep voice: "If you, Deputy Captain Nie, were here, those bastards' legs would be dislocated! The instructor will fine you to write a 20,000-word self-reflection, and even Team Sui's doctor can't save you..."

He had been training by himself for a long time. He didn't hear Shi Ji's response. He was a little nervous and raised his head: "Does it hurt a lot?"

Shi Ji sat in an orderly manner.

His face turned pale, but his eyes were extremely serious. He shook his head gently: "It doesn't hurt... Captain, please curse a few more times."

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Seeing Shi Ji's vigorous posture protecting the pillow just now, he knew that the light was not deceiving him.

It was the first time Zhuang Yu heard such a request. He stood up angrily and gave a kick: "Go to eat, and if you linger, you will eat the whole table."

The corners of Shi Ji's pale lips raised instead.

He stood up and promised verbatim with extra seriousness: "Captain, I will take first place and come home to find you."

Shi Ji: "I want to get better, I want to join the sharp knife team, and I want to be a blade."

Zhuang Yu's figure froze unconsciously.

He turned his back, gritted his teeth and remained silent, took a deep breath, and exhaled with all his strength.

He looked at the pillows on the sofa and cleared his throat: "...These artists are so weird these days."

Shi Ji's attention was diverted, he blinked and looked over.

Zhuang Yu wiped his face vigorously, picked up the little one who was still studying the pillow seriously, took a few steps over and placed it next to the dining table.

After being awakened from the sleeping cabin and brought back to Sheng's home, Shi Ji was taken out to play happily for the first time for the whole day.

Zhuang Yu specially changed into casual clothes. He accompanied S7 to feed the dolphins who were obsessed with chasing small fish, took people to the amusement park, rode the roller coaster and jumping machine that were not exciting at all, and ate popcorn and cola-flavored popsicles.

Zhuang Yu led the deputy observer to the night market. He won the entire night market's game of playing with handles and hoops. Carrying a sack of prizes, he went to eat roasted sweet potatoes and maocai.

The maocai is freshly cooked and very clean.The green vegetables, bean sprouts and lettuce are tumbling in the red soup, steaming, the meat slices are evenly sliced, and the sesame seeds mixed with red oil are poured down hot and fragrant.

Zhuang Yu couldn't eat spicy food, so he watched the little observer squint and eat with satisfaction, then quietly went out and bought him a can of iced Coke.

…

After eating, drinking, and having fun, Zhuang Yu took the person back to the dormitory where he stayed at the military academy.

He sat by the bed for a long time, waiting until S7 fell asleep holding the dolphin pillow he brought specially, then quietly got up and went to the apron where wingmen and mechas were parked.

It was already late, but there were still people on the tarmac.

Under the bright white searchlights, mechas and wingmen stood silently.Zhan Chen was sitting on the wooden frame and was making final modifications to the "Dolphin". When he saw him coming, he nodded and said hello.

Zhuang Yu put down the maintenance equipment and walked to Shi Ji's wingman.

"I know...you have completed the maintenance."

Zhuang Yu didn't expect to see Zhan Chen here. He hesitated and explained in a low voice: "I'm not doubting your ability, I just-"

"I know." Zhan Chen smiled, "This mecha has also been overhauled. I still want to come and see it again."

There's no other reason, and it's not that I'm worried.

Just can't sleep.

We have missed too much time and let the other person walk alone for such a long time. Those parts that should have been supported and shared by someone long ago are trying to make up for it more completely.

Zhuang Yu opened the wingman's back panel. He carefully checked every section of the wiring and retightened all the screws that might have been loose.

In the empty tarmac, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of wrenches hitting metal.

Zhan Chen completed the final modification work. He jumped down from the wooden frame and packed up the tools scattered on the floor.

Zhuang Yu tightened the last screw and was silent for a few minutes before finally asking: "Do you know Zhan Shilin?"

Zhan Chen stopped.

Zhuang Yu had already asked the name of the group of light from S7. He put down the wrench and looked up at Zhan Chen: "Yu Tang has been looking for this person for a long time...longer than me."

Zhan Chen turned back and faced Zhuang Yu's inspection.

His expression remained calm. He stood for a moment, with a helpless smile on his gentle brows: "He said my name is Zhan Shilin?"

Zhuang Yu was startled.

"My name is Zhan Chen, and I was temporarily transferred here to perform the task."

Zhan Chen said: "I thought he would remember it as Zhan Shi at most, but I didn't expect that the order of the words would also be changed."

Zhuang Yu: "..."

"It's because I didn't choose the name well." Zhan Chen said, "The situation at that time... it was difficult to teach such a complicated character clearly."

Zhan Chen smiled: "If he can memorize these, I can be considered a good teacher."

He was not a talkative person originally, but when he talked about these things, his eyes seemed to quiet down for a moment.

It was so quiet that I could wait without moving for a long time.

Over time, the steel shell of the mecha was corroded by wind and rain, and even the red taillight could no longer light up. With just the slightest touch, it would turn into a cold ruin.

Zhan Chen leaned back on the silver mecha.

The moonlight danced a few times between the shadows of the trees, following the sharp arc of the blade wings and flowing down the slide.

Zhan Chen stretched out his hand and caught the pale moonlight.

Teaching Electron Storm how to dig for biscuits on the second shelf of the closet is already a pretty good success, but teaching Electron Storm how to read has become an almost whimsical challenge.

But in his eyes, it was just a very soft light.

Apart from being a little naughty, he is obviously very smart, kinder and more upright than humans, and very loyal.

…

"It's getting late." Zhan Chen said, "I have to go back as soon as possible. See you at the training ground tomorrow."

Zhuang Yu: "Is there something urgent?"

Zhan Chen nodded: "It's very urgent. I have to go back and make a pillow."

Zhan Chen paused and suppressed his smile: "He always felt that someone had touched the pillows on that sofa, and he had been studying the sofa all night... If I don't go back, some people will be too worried to sleep."

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Zhan Chen stopped: "Is there anything else?"

Zhuang Yu: "Are you an artist? Someone who engages in post-modern art..."

Zhan Chen: "?"

"……fine."

Zhuang Yu rubbed his forehead: "Please apologize on my behalf. I didn't know it was his personal belongings and I won't touch them again."

Zhuang Yu didn't waste Zhan Chen's time anymore and came over to help, sorting out all the maintenance equipment and putting them in their place.

Zhuang Yu handed him the repair box and couldn't help but asked: "Your...artwork, does it have any meaning?"

Zhan Chen coughed twice and shook his head: "No."

Zhan Chen said: "I just feel comfortable leaving it like that."

In people's eyes, it may indeed be a little messy, and something needs to be sorted out.

But it's just right for a ball of light.

It is a very comfortable and safe nest where you can hide away without being disturbed, and you can also peek out a little bit to observe the world.

…

Zhan Chen said goodbye to Zhuang Yu.

Without further delay, he went straight back to the dormitory, opened the door gently, and walked into the living room where there was still a lamp.

The system was sleeping in the mecha model. It had learned to cooperate without having to show off. When it saw him coming in, it consciously turned off the speaker and flashed the small red light twice.

Zhan Chen nodded slightly.

Inside the sofa was a warm light yellow ball.

Yu Tang wanted to let Shi Ji have fun for a day, so he forcibly withdrew from the sea of consciousness, leaving his whole body to Shi Ji.

The data of temporary students cannot be sustained for too long. Yu Tang has been fighting against the anti-OOC program these days, and his consciousness has been spinning continuously. In fact, he is very tired. In a very familiar environment, he simply returned to his original state.

Because it couldn't be adjusted back to the most comfortable pillow mode, the ball of light looked a little depressed, rolled up in a small blanket, and balled up motionless.

Zhan Chen walked over, squatted down in front of the sofa, and gently touched the small ball of light.

Whether he was Zhan Shilin or not - Yu Tang still hadn't asked him this question until now.

In the part that he didn't have time to participate in, the electronic storm swallowed up an almost incredible amount of information at once, and after a long period of dormancy, it completed an astonishing self-evolution.

With Yu Tang's keenness, it was impossible not to notice his identity.

But Yu Tang never asked him.

As if he knew that he had unexplainable reasons for the time being, Yu Tang never rushed to confirm. In the sea of consciousness, he still concentrated on completing the task and did what he had to do meticulously, but he had gained some habits without leaving any trace.

Every night, Yu Tang would sit in a wicker chair and work with him. Every morning, Yu Tang would yawn and follow him half asleep, waiting for his hot milk and biscuits.

Zhan Chen reinstalled the pillows on the sofa. He also put the small blanket in and spread it out carefully.

Zhan Chen sat cross-legged on the ground.

He turned sideways, letting the moonlight slip through the gap in the curtains, and stretched out a hand.

The warm light ball was so sleepy that it skillfully blended into the silver-white moonlight. With the help of his hand, he plunged into the pile of pillows, arched back and forth, and finally fell asleep comfortably and thoroughly.

Zhan Chen was still sitting next to the sofa. He reached into his pocket and took out a shiny button. Together with a bag of buttery popcorn, he placed it in the fortress made of pillows.

He put the last pillow on top, helped seal the hole, and stood up.

In tomorrow's exercise, the role of "Logistics Major Genius Senior" is only a mecha builder. He can only let the Dolphin participate in the battle, but cannot go to the battlefield together.

He had originally considered temporarily importing his data into the Dolphin and going with Yu Tang.

But this will undoubtedly leave hidden dangers.

The intelligent control AI system of the "Dolphin" was written by Yu Tang himself. If he existed at the same time, it would affect the operation of the AI system to some extent.

This exercise is a preview of future war. The insect wave is about to attack, and Shi Ji will soon bring his mecha into battle.For an intelligent AI with the ability to learn, the experience of this kind of exercise is extremely valuable, and the "Dolphin" will maximize its growth in this battle.

When they leave this book, they must leave the S7 with a mecha that is reliable enough.

Zhan Chen took away the mecha model on the sofa. He retreated to the corridor and tapped it twice.

The system raised the volume a little: "Hello, may I ask——"

"Hello." Zhan Chen said, "I am the person in charge of Chuan Bookstore's shopping mall."

Zhan Chen: "Your host participated in the new store opening event and won a lucky draw opportunity."

The system knew about this, and it had long thought that Zhan Chen should be from the supervision department. It happily flashed the red light: "I know! We can smoke a lot of things, including 5 days of galaxy surfing, 13 days of black hole exploration, and 13 days of black hole exploration."72 hours optional holiday…”

Zhan Chen: "You have won a 72-hour optional holiday."

system:"?"

The system hesitated: "But we haven't drawn it yet..."

"It's an automatic lottery. Once generated, the lottery will be drawn automatically."

Zhan Chen: "Congratulations to you and your host."

The system was half happy and half worried. It hesitated a little and flashed the red light: "But aren't these draws effective immediately?"

While receiving professional training from Chuan Shuju, these systems were once very enthusiastic about lottery draws.

Unfortunately, the factory settings of the data did not have relevant settings for luck value. The systems had to do it one by one, and they could not even draw a consolation prize that focused on participation.

The system is addicted to watching the lottery videos every day and knows these awards very well: "72 hours of optional vacation means that the host and the system can choose any one of them and can take three days off."

In Chuan Bookstore, this award is basically set up specifically for the host.

Once a host wins a 72-hour optional vacation, he can let the system take over, take full responsibility for his role, and enjoy a happy vacation of three days and three nights without any restrictions.For the host who is dominated by work, it is a reward worth looking forward to.

The only problem is that these 72 hours are effective immediately.

In other words, at the same time as the lottery draw, you have automatically entered the three-day optional holiday.

"Our situation...the host is not here, and the mission in the next three days may be difficult to complete."

The system really wants the host to have a good rest, but the drill is imminent. Once Yu Tang is gone, the anti-OOC program implanted in Shi Ji's brain may counterattack at any time.

The exercise completely simulates a real battlefield, allowing real deaths. The battle situation changes rapidly. This kind of counterattack is likely to lead to unimaginable tragic consequences.

The system asked: "Can you be accommodating? Postpone the vacation for a few days. When this exercise is over, the host can go on vacation."

Zhan Chen shook his head: "Even the staff of the supervision department in charge of the mall need to perform their tasks strictly in accordance with the regulations."

Zhan Chen: "The situation is special. If your host cannot leave, you need to enjoy a 72-hour vacation on your host's behalf."

The system was stunned: "What about my host?"

"The host needs system assistance. Without the system, the host will directly lose contact with the headquarters!"

The system was a little afraid that this was the punishment of Yu Tang from the supervisory department, and waved its robotic arm vigilantly: "We are performing the task within the rules! Although we took advantage of some loopholes, changed the character a little OOC, and changed a little plot development, butWe didn't violate the rules..."

Zhan Chen nodded kindly: "I know, so I will temporarily take charge of related work for you and assist your host."

system:"?"

system:"??"

"Train services."

Zhan Chen: “This is also one of the jobs of the mall manager.”

The system did not think that this was the job of the person in charge of the mall. It controlled the mecha model and wanted to jump up and hit the person in charge on the toes. Then it struggled and suddenly froze in the data flow imported by Zhan Chen.

The system flashed a small red light hesitantly.

...it recognized its maker's marking code.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhan Chen said warmly, "You did a good job."

Zhan Chen: "I will protect him for 72 hours, okay?"