The next day, Lin Han showed up at the research institute on time.

After all, the estrus period was a little earlier, just in case he prepared twice as many nutrients and inhibitors as usual.

When Shen Xiunan passed by his office, he saw those extra things, and with the same kind of intuition, he asked, "Are you in heat??"

Lin Han nodded with a natural tone.

Shen Xiunan is also an omega, and sometimes he just can't understand the mental activity of a workaholic: "You haven't used a day of this year's vacation, right? How many omegas want to lie at home for three days during estrus, only you, with nutrients and inhibitors. work……"

Lin Han was noncommittal: "There's nothing uncomfortable about it."

Shen Xiunan just wanted to say something, but Lin Han was probably afraid that he was worried, so he explained: "And there is repair work in the past two days, and it must be completed as soon as possible."

"What repair work, you haven't been recently..." Shen Xiunan suddenly realized halfway through speaking, "Oh, yes, the Admiral's mecha is on your side. But now that he is back, this is a melee mecha, it should be I won't be in a hurry..."

Shen Xiunan thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, you should go back to rest, and I'll help you for two days? As long as it's not too complicated, I can also repair it."

Lin Han said: "I'm afraid not."

"Hey?" Shen Xiunan raised his voice, but quickly fell back, "I see."

"Then don't try too hard, if there is any messenger, please contact me."

In general, Lin Han said this for two reasons; either the delicate parts were only manipulated by him, or they needed to be connected with spiritual power.

Shen Xiunan is already considered to be the best among omegas, so he was admitted to the academy as a mecha master with excellent grades, but his mental power is very weak.

After Shen Xiunan left, Lin Han refilled an inhibitor. After confirming that there would be no accident, he took the keys and samples that He Yunting had given him the day before and entered the repair room.

General damage and circuit repairs do not need Lin Han to worry. Naturally, there will be colleagues from other departments and automatic repair devices to solve them. His task is to repair the core system and check it several times to ensure that his mental strength and There will be no surprises in the connection of the pilots.

The current mechas are all half-manual and half-mental control operation modes. The pilot must accurately calculate the position in each voyage and each launch, and at the same time flexibly drive the mecha to evade or attack, while the mental power can Connect to a higher level AI hub to truly turn the mech into the best weapon possible.

The mecha engineer who repairs the mecha will start the mecha continuously during repeated tests, and perform countless operations in a limited room, and then hand it over to the original mecha for inspection, and it can only be regarded as truly repaired until it is absolutely safe.

He Yunting's mental strength is undoubtedly top-notch, so he was afraid that Lin Han would not be able to control it during the test drive, so he specially asked Lu Anhe to give him a sample.

Lin Han retracted his thoughts and greeted his colleagues who were circling around the m2742. After asking them to temporarily change one for repair, he was the only one left in the huge repair room.

This big guy's right arm has been repaired a little, but because of the damage to the advanced center, it still hasn't recovered as before.

Lin Han manipulated the elevator to enter the cabin door and came to the cab.

In his hand is the exclusive key of this mecha, and the mental power sample of the designated pilot.

It's not like Lin Han hasn't driven a mecha before.

It's just that every time it is opened, it is a mecha that was sent to be repaired. For testing and verification, he will start these big guys, but it is only activated, testing and verifying in this narrow world——

The mecha he "drives" has never even left the door of the repair room.

Lin Han lowered his eyes and closed the hatch, sat in the driver's seat, picked up the helmet on the side and put it on.

He is too obsessed with mechas, and every mecha he has designed has galloped in the sea of ​​​​stars.

——Even if he never touched the starry sky.

He thought, Galaxy must have a memory.

Lin Han put the key in, the console began to respond, the buttons began to flicker, and the display screen, which had not been fully repaired, began to light up.

He looked at the mental power sample in his hand, calmed down, and opened it—

His communicator rang.

Lin Han was a little strange. When he was working, he always turned on the communication filter, so he couldn't receive the news of ordinary friends at all. Only the superior's order or sudden situation could directly transfer it to his communicator.

Did something happen?

He put down his helmet and saw the instruction above: "Pick up Lin Han."

The communicator was still ringing non-stop, Lin Han picked it up and saw the signature on it——

It is the admiral's special line, and you can directly contact me without going through the communication filter of ordinary people.

The mecha has started to start, making a roar unique to machinery.

He picked it up with doubts: "Hello?"

So he heard the cold voice calling his name again: "Lin Han."

Before he could respond, he heard Lu Anhe's voice from the communicator: "Mr. Lin!"

"Do not open the mental power sample, and do not connect to the host."

"—It was dropped."

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"I asked. Fortunately, the contact was timely. Mr. Lin just started it, and he has not yet connected to the spiritual power center."

He Yunting pursed the corners of his thin lips and said nothing, his blue eyes sank, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Anhe raised his head: "But it's unreasonable. I handed the sample to him, and then I sent him back myself. There is no possibility of exchange... Is your injury any better?"

"Negligence." He Yunting suddenly said, without answering the question of the injury, he directly pointed out the suspect, "That waiter."

Lu Anhe let out a "hey" and thought back: "He came right after you said you were going to send me off that day... and even pushed the door and hit the wound on your right shoulder! I'll go check it out."

He Yunting said: "No need."

Those who really dared to do this must have planned it, the waiter must be just an irrelevant cannon fodder, and after a day of searching, there must be no trace.

He Yunting pondered for a while, but asked a separate question: "What did he say?"

"...Ah?" Lu Anhe paused, "Mr. Lin said that he had destroyed the fake mental power samples immediately, but he didn't say when he would come to get a new one."

"Boss, do you have any clues?" Lu Anhe looked at him, "No, your wound is still bleeding?"

He Yunting only wore the simplest regular clothes. The dark shirt outlined the looming muscle lines, and the color somewhere on the right shoulder seemed to be darker.

"It's alright." He Yunting didn't seem to want to worry about this issue, "Hold it up for now."

"Okay." Lu Anhe nodded, "But I always feel that there is something wrong with those radical old men. Last time you said that a group of people should clean up the star thieves. They insisted that you add a batch of new mechas, but you didn't. Something really happened..."

He Yunting didn't answer.

Lu Anhe knew that it was useless to say any more, so he closed his mouth angrily.

When it was time for lunch, He Yunting stopped talking about this issue: "Let's go."

The two were walking side by side in the corridor, Lu Anhe thought of something, and decided to change the subject: "The boss, have you seen Mr. Lin?"

He Yunting paused in his footsteps, his azure blue eyes blinked lightly, as if thinking about something.

But soon he replied: "No."

It was just the first time we met that it felt different.

"Yes." Lu Anhe said.

When He Yunting was in the imperial army, he was known for his genius and the hope of the empire, and he was number one no matter what.

And he has a particularly good memory. His mentors praised him at the time, saying that he was synonymous with unforgettable memories.

As long as anyone or something went through his mind, He Yunting could remember it and reconnect the cause and effect related to it.

So he can quickly think that the person who changed the sample is the waiter, and he is convinced.

What's more, Lin Han's appearance is beautiful and good-looking. With He Yunting's unforgettable ability, how could he not have the slightest impression, and there is no possibility that he has seen it before.

"Then, boss..." Probably because the days have been more leisurely, Lu Anhe's temperament has become more obvious, and he even dared to gossip about the boss's private affairs in person, "Are you..."

He Yunting glanced at Lu Anhe dissatisfiedly, "You've been talking a lot lately."

Lieutenant Colonel Lu seemed to be frightened for a moment and shut his mouth.

When he said this, the housekeeper in a tuxedo just walked in. When he saw the two of them, he bowed respectfully and then gestured behind him to start cooking.

Lu Anhe often lived here, so the kitchen carefully followed his taste and served a lot of food that seemed to be too oily and salty but tasted good; He Yunting's recipe was much simpler, just follow the military's side. The standard meal can be customized-

However, there seems to be one more thing in the admiral's meal today.

Next to the tedious and unchanging side dishes, there was a small brown dish that was toasted.

The butler cautiously winked at Lu Anhe: Are you sure you don't want to bake only caramel for the pudding?

Lu Anhe raised his chin, and while He Yunting was not paying attention, he gave the housekeeper a gesture: "No problem, don't worry.

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The housekeeper, who put his heart back into his stomach, closed the door when he was ready, leaving only He Yunting in the room.

Lu Anhe was probably in a really good mood. Even though he was told by the leader just now, he still didn't give up and wanted to finish the rest.

He called the general, and after He Yunting stopped his hand holding the spoon and looked at him again, he continued to touch the tiger's butt without fear of death: "Did you fall in love with Mr. Lin at first sight?"

He Yunting licked his lips, and then quickly realized that he had made this action inadvertently, so he quickly retracted it, but in a place that Lu Anhe couldn't see, he lightly touched the upper jaw with the tip of his tongue, and his face Shang's expression was still cold, and even his brows were wrinkled even deeper, and he said coldly, "No."

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