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As soon as Lin Jue entered the mecha, he found that the height of the operating console had been adjusted according to his height, and the operating levers had also been adjusted accordingly, which was very close to the settings of the mecha he had.

Lin Jue stroked it gently, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he thought about how Shen Fan was busy here just now. Shen Fan's intention was always to moisturize things silently.

Lin Jue's two battle armors were given to him by Shen Fan. The first battle armor had been with him for three years and he had always cherished it, but it was a pity that it was destroyed in the hands of those two people.

However, he will get back the shame of that day one day.

Linjue pressed the start button, and the screens in front of him began to light up one by one.

The roar of the engine echoed, and the honeycomb eyes of the mecha flashed with light. The huge mecha head turned slowly. Shen Fan leaned on the railing of the high platform and looked at him. He could feel the eyes of Lin Jue inside the mecha staring at him. .

Shen Fan smiled and shouted loudly, "Fly!"

Linjue "nods", and after taking two steps forward, there is a blast of airflow behind him, and the mecha instantly flies into the sky.

The mecha shot out into the sky like a small cannonball until mental power was poured into every part of the mecha. The beeping sound in the control room gradually disappeared and stayed at a fixed value.

Only then did Linjue stop. He had broken through the clouds. Standing on the clouds, he saw the unobstructed rising sun.

It was a brand new, refreshing sense that I had never experienced before, and it was indescribable freedom.

He could feel the temperature of the sun shining on his "body" and the "strength" of the wind passing over the mecha. He turned around and looked around. Through the extension of his mental power, he seemed to have truly integrated man and machine, and he could do whatever he wanted. move.

He was extremely excited. He looked at his "hands" and realized that this was the power of advancement.

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Shen Fan stood on the high platform, looking up at Lin Jue in the sky.

He is so good and so dazzling.

Shen Fan could not connect him with those ferocious-looking experimental subjects.

If it is true, as Peng Long said, that the "Nuwa Project" involved so many children, survivors may be collected to find ways to treat or suppress them.

And that Dotson, as long as he is not caught, he may still be alive.

They might be lurking in dark corners, continuing these sinful experiments, and the most likely breeding ground for this pest is the black market.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan touched his face again.

Based on this reasoning, he is actually considered an experimental subject.

Linjue is the transformation of his body, and his is the migration of his "soul". Is there any connection between the two experiments?

Before leaving, I need to go to Peng Long to have an in-depth discussion, maybe we can find new clues.

He was still thinking that the sound of the engine was already ringing above his head, and Lin Jue had already flown back.

The mecha fell back to its original position, and Shen Fan quickly ran down the lifting platform to meet him.

"How good is the fit?"

Shen Fan approached and asked, but Linjue reached out and hugged him.

"Ask you...um..." Shen Fan was completely speechless.

Several mecha maintenance technicians who were participating in the test were about to come over. When they saw this scene, they turned their backs consciously, with expressions on their faces.

After all, no one would have thought that their ascetic and serious Lieutenant General Lin Jue would be such a person in private, and would even show love in public.

Shen Fan's ears turned red, and Lin Jue let him go. When Shen Fan got angry and wanted to hit him, he told an exciting statistic.

"One hundred percent."

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The afternoon sun was still dazzling, and in the open space outside the base, someone was looking up at the sky.

"What are you looking at?" Qu Yingying, who had arrived late, stepped on her high heels and waved her hand in front of him.

Bian Sheng sat on a stone pier with his legs folded, holding a lollipop in his mouth that he got from nowhere.

"Watch the birds," Bian Sheng patted his trouser legs and stood up, "Let's go shopping with me."

"Did you give it to me?" Qu Yingying smiled happily and said coquettishly, "I was almost back, and you only remembered to buy me a gift."

Bian Sheng chewed the lollipop in several mouthfuls and swallowed it.

"Get in the car first, we haven't seen our father for several days."

The smile on Qu Yingying's face suddenly faded. He grabbed Bian Sheng's hand and asked in a low voice as if he was afraid, "Can I not see him? Now that you are out, we can actually..."

"Don't be willful," Bian Sheng touched the top of Qu Yingying's hair, "We still need a father."

Qu Yingying lowered her head and followed Bian Sheng into the car.

The black car started and slowly drove out of the base towards the city on the other side.

The car stopped in front of a jewelry store in the city. Qu Yingying was angry and didn't say anything the whole way. After entering the door, she ran directly to the gem area to pick out the biggest one to try on. Bian Sheng didn't quite understand why women couldn't resist such shiny things.

He walked to another counter and twitched his fingers at a saleswoman not far away, "Excuse me, pick up the ring you ordered."

The saleswoman ran over to confirm the information with Bian Sheng.

"Are you here to pick up the ring for Mr. Linjue?"

"Yes, I am Bian Sheng, my name should be on the note." Bian Sheng explained.

"Okay, wait a moment," the waitress took out a delicate small box, "The payment has been confirmed, please sign here."

The saleswoman didn't dare to look up at Bian Sheng, she just stared at his sharply knuckled fingers.

Bian Sheng glanced at the confirmation form, picked up the pen in his left hand, then switched it to his right hand, and wrote his name in the substitution column.

The saleswoman looked at the signature and was a little surprised. Compared to Bian Sheng's handsome appearance, the words were as ugly as a child's graffiti. The words were really inferior to people.

"Isn't the handwriting ugly? My wrist was slightly injured yesterday."

Bian Sheng seemed to have guessed what the other person was thinking, and his timely explanation made the saleswoman feel so guilty that she wanted to cry.

"What?" Qu Yingying ran over, took the box and opened it, then frowned with a slender brow and asked, "Why is it a ring?"

Qu Yingying pinched one of the rings, looked at it and threw it back, hugging her chest and complaining.

"It's so plain and has no gems, it doesn't look good at all."

The female saleswoman was very embarrassed. She couldn’t figure out for a while what the relationship between the person who ordered the ring and this lady was. She hurriedly explained, “This ring is suitable for daily wear. The rose pattern engraved on it will only appear under the light. Low-key luxury means..."

"I don't like it! I want to buy rubies!" Qu Yingying was unmoved and interrupted loudly.

"Just pick whatever you want." Bian Sheng said lovingly.

Qu Yingying smiled again and ran over to choose her favorite necklace.

Bian Sheng took both rings from the box and put them on his hand, looked around, and said to the embarrassed saleswoman, "Go on, what does it mean..."

After Qu Yingying bought her favorite ruby ​​necklace, the two of them left the jewelry store. They walked along the street for a while and "disappeared" into the crowd.

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