Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Not to mention that Lian Qingyang is in such a miniature form that he can't wear a helmet. Pei Sichen knows that the Lian family will never get involved in such things. They prefer to explore the operation and performance of mechas through scientific research. As for practice, it is usually left to the people in the military academy to test.

Moreover, according to his understanding of Lian Qingyang, Lian Qingyang usually likes to stay in the laboratory. He even chose the scientific research career inherited by the Lian family for a century for the sake of pharmacy.

"I thought you'd prefer to be in the lab with those potions." Pei Sichen looked at Lian Qingyang's eager eyes and put the helmet on the table. "You really don't look like a Lian family member."

Lian Qingyang crossed his legs and tilted his head to look at Pei Sichen with a calm expression. "Achieving certain results in a given field always requires new attempts. At least that's how it works for me. Although there were some minor errors in the manufacturing process this time, based on my observations today, even if I used the medicine, it would still indirectly affect you."

Pei Sichen's expression paused. He really didn't feel any headache today. Even using mental power to control the virtual mecha was very easy. His thoughts were even clear and he could calmly observe the opponent's flaws.

Lian Qingyang continued to confess, "My goal has been achieved, so my pharmaceutical career can also come to an end. If possible, I really want to try something new. This is a great idea, but it may have to wait until I recover. Tomorrow I will go to the lab to improve the medicine, at least to ensure that there are no major side effects."

“…You are researching pharmaceuticals for me?” Pei Sichen thought about it for a moment and understood what Lian Qingyang meant. In other words, Lian Qingyang chose the pharmaceutical major because of him. Before he could think about it, he was interrupted by the communication popping up on the light brain.

He looked down and found that it was not his laptop that popped up. His side pocket was vibrating wildly. He reached out and took out Lian Qingyang's laptop and placed it on the table. They both saw the name on the virtual screen. It was Lian Qingyang's eldest brother calling.

Usually Lian Qingyang would be busy in the laboratory at this time, and everyone in the family knew that they could not disturb him at this time. Today, the call from the eldest brother must be about something important, but Lian Qingyang was obviously unable to answer this video in his current condition.

The other side obviously understood as well. The communication sounded a few times and then stopped. The light brain vibrated a few times, and message notifications appeared on the screen. Lian Qingyang glanced at Pei Sichen who stood up and prepared to avoid him, then stood on the table and clicked on the message to check.

Big Brother: [Document]

Big Brother: Sent by Sai Xiu Ze.

Big Brother: I saw the reply message.

Lian Qingyang opened the file, which contained several screenshots of videos of him and Pei Sichen eating in a restaurant. However, Xiaojiu had already intervened and dealt with the previous videos, so these videos could not be real at all. However, it was undeniable that he and Pei Sichen had indeed eaten in the restaurant several times.

While Lian Qingyang was carefully examining a few pictures, Pei Sichen came in with a plate of small-sized fruit. He sat down and casually forked a piece into Lian Qingyang's mouth, staring at his face without looking at the screen. "What does your brother want from you?"

He opened his mouth and ate the fruit. Not long after he swallowed it, the next piece was already at his lips. Lian Qingyang didn't have time to answer him. After eating several bites in a row, he covered his mouth with his hand and shook his head to stop Pei Sichen from feeding him.

With a hint of regret that he could not continue feeding, Pei Sichen had to put down the fork.

"My brother said that Sai Xiu Ze sent him a message, which was a screenshot of the video of us going to the restaurant." Lian Qingyang gestured to Pei Sichen to look at the screen and turned over the pictures one by one to show him.

Pei Sichen frowned as he finished reading. He felt something was wrong. He slid his hand across the screen a few times, stopping on a picture and saying, "This doesn't look like what you wore when we went to dinner. I remember you've been staying in the lab all this time, so when I called you to dinner, you were in a hurry and came wearing the shoes you wore in the lab."

Lian Qingyang nodded, circled the flaws in each picture one by one, marked the problems in each picture, and sent them to his elder brother. There was silence for a long time before he replied: I understand.

She seemed to believe him completely and didn't ask whether he and Pei Sichen really went to the restaurant for dinner.

His older brother was a former research geek, spending even more time in the lab than he did. He also had a cold personality, giving off an aura of distancing. Lian Qingyang was most afraid of his older brother at home, but when he decided to study pharmaceuticals, his older brother was the first to support him. After his older brother agreed, his parents agreed without much persuasion.

In recent years, the eldest brother is still researching mechas and other large weapons, but he spends much less time in the laboratory. As the most respected descendant in the family, he has to spend more time learning how to manage a family, so his communication with Lian Qingyang has gradually increased. At least he is responsible for notifying Lian Qingyang every time there is a family dinner.

When Lian Qingyang finished chatting with his elder brother, he looked up and found that Pei Sichen had gone somewhere again. He simply sat cross-legged again, picked up the fruit slowly with a small fork and put it into his mouth to chew.

Pei Sichen pushed the door open when he had eaten half of the plate of fruit. Lian Qingyang glanced at his wrist hanging by his side inconspicuously, and the computer screen on it was still on.

He lowered his head and touched his stomach, then looked up at Pei Sichen and told him that he was full. Pei Sichen nodded and finished most of the remaining food very naturally. Of course, it was not enough to fill his stomach.

*

Lian Qingyang just stayed at Pei Sichen's house. Pei Sichen's favorite thing was to feed him and put him in his pocket. The plan to go to the laboratory was also put on hold because Pei Sichen had been carrying him to the training camp of the Third Regiment recently.

Pei Sichen has not had any headaches recently and is happy to show his strength to Lian Qingyang. Ever since he knew that Lian Qingyang would get dizzy if he watched him fight in his pocket, he got a small viewing plane from somewhere, put a person in it, set the flight altitude and angle, and Lian Qingyang could watch their fight in the best viewing area.

That day, Pei Sichen sent Lian Qingyang to his training room and left, leaving Lian Qingyang holding a bottle of milk and drinking it slowly. The table was now piled with various small bags of snacks and a plate of freshly placed fruits, so that Lian Qingyang would not feel too bored.

Pei Sichen returned with a small box. It was really small, only half the size of a palm, and so light that even Qingyang could have lifted it. He held the box and looked at the person sitting next to him, a little puzzled: "Is it for me? What is it?"

Pei Sichen reached out and took a few bites of fruit to quench his thirst. He cleared his throat and explained, "Didn't you say you wanted to do a simulation exercise? I asked someone to make this for you. Try it on."

Lian Qingyang opened the box and saw a small helmet that matched his head shape. He took it out and put it on. The size was just right. Lian Qingyang shook his head to make sure the helmet was designed to fit him well. Then he said, "If I didn't know you and my brother were not familiar with each other, I would have suspected that this was made by my brother himself."

Pei Sichen paused in chewing and did not respond.