Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

"Welcome home, master." As soon as the door was opened, the spherical robot slid to your feet, and the sensor light above its head flashed a soft blue light.

Quan Jiuxi lowered his eyes and took a look. The robot's metal shell was still covered with the star stickers that the original owner had put on it. It was so childish that it didn't fit in with the deserted room.

She kicked off her combat boots, stepped barefoot on the cool alloy floor, and lay down on the bed.

The ceiling is a projection that simulates the starry sky, with diamond-like light spots slowly flowing.

Quan Jiuxi closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness spread out like a spider web, penetrating the atmosphere, passing through the energy barrier of the jump channel, and finally stopping on the bloody battlefield thousands of light years away.

In the vacuum of the interstellar battlefield, you can't hear the roar, but you can see purgatory.

A huge crack was torn in the deep purple nebula, and the dark green body fluids of the Zerg condensed into balls under zero gravity, floating among the meteorites like bunches of rotten grapes.

A white dwarf in the distance was experiencing a helium flash. The strong light made the black shell of the "Powang" mecha shine, and also illuminated the deep scratch on the shoulder of the mecha that was visible to the bone - it was left by the tail stinger of the Zerg king.

Pei Jin sat in the cockpit, his fingertips jumping on the control panel.

He wore a dark gray combat uniform with two buttons undone at the collar, revealing his well-defined collarbone and the light brown old scar below it. The left shoulder of the uniform was stained with dried insect blood, a stark contrast to his pale skin.

His facial features were as deep as if they were carved with a knife or an axe, with high brow bones and deep eye sockets. At this moment, he was slightly frowning, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids.

The nose bridge is high and straight, but the tip of the nose has a perfect curve, which dilutes some of the coldness.

Her thin lips were tightly pursed, with sharp lip lines.

The most amazing thing is his eyes.

The hologram of the battlefield was reflected in his dark pupils, and star-like lights flickered in his eyes, but he was always as steady as a rock.

When the insect swarm broke out from the left star field, he didn't even look at the screen. He just used his mental power to capture the abnormal energy fluctuations. His Adam's apple rolled and he uttered three words: "Attack the left side."

The voice came through the communicator, with a rustling sound like electricity, but it had a strange penetrating power.

The three mechas that were fighting changed their formation instantly, and their particle cannons fired at the same time, exploding brilliant balls of light in the void.

Pei Jin's fingers hovered above the mental power amplification button, and his knuckles turned white.

His mental force field was like an invisible net, covering the battlefield within a radius of fifty kilometers. The trajectory of every Zerg and the frequency of every energy turbulence were clearly presented in his mind.

When three invisible insects tried to bypass the defense circle of "Powang", his eyebrows raised slightly and his mental strength suddenly tightened - the three insects exploded and died silently, and dark green slurry splashed on the observation window of "Powang" like a basin of dirty water.

"Admiral, your mental strength threshold is almost reaching critical point!" The co-pilot's voice was cold and serious. "If you forcefully expand your mental force field any further, you'll damage your nerves!"

Pei Jin didn't respond, but just raised his hand and tugged at the collar of his combat uniform.

Fine beads of cold sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead, slid down his jawline, and dripped onto the scar on his collarbone, leaving a small stain.

But the calmness in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he even used a bit of his mental strength to clear the sneak attacking swarm of insects for the trapped mecha on the right.

Quan Jiuxi's consciousness hovered around him for a moment, then gently withdrew as if touching a hot iron.

She opened her eyes and looked at the star projections floating on the ceiling, her fingertips tapping unconsciously on the edge of the bed.

[Sir, General Pei's spiritual power is almost as strong as your Spiritual Severing Stage back in the days of cultivation.]

Xiaoyi smacked his lips and said, "It's just that there are no cultivation techniques in this galaxy. What a pity."

Quan Jiuxi curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

At this moment, the battlefield on the other side of the spiritual consciousness suddenly became turbulent.

The insect swarm, which had originally calmed down slightly, seemed to be injected with a violent factor. Tens of thousands of flying insects suddenly abandoned the fighting mecha and dived towards the coordinates of "Powang" - their target was not the mecha, but Pei Jin in the cockpit.

"Admiral! The Zerg has gone crazy!" The screams in the communicator were almost torn apart by the electric current. The "Falcon Squadron" on the flank was trying to return to provide support, but they were entangled by the reptiles that were ten times their size. The shell of the mecha was scratched by the insect claws, making a harsh metal friction sound.

Pei Jin didn't look at the screen. He leaned back in the driver's seat, his left hand pressing against his throbbing temple, his right hand steady as a rock on the joystick.

The aftereffects of the forced expansion of his mental force field were taking effect. A glaring red appeared at the edge of his vision, as if countless needles were pricking his nerves.

But the calmness in his eyes was not disturbed at all.

"Powang" suddenly leaned back, and the thrusters behind it instantly overloaded, and the flames that spewed out drew two scarlet light tracks in the void.

This was a nearly suicidal dodge—the energy shield on the mecha's abdomen was the weakest, and the acid from the flying insects was raining down like a torrential rain.

But just a second before the acid touched the shield, Pei Jin's mental power suddenly exploded.

It was not the gentle cover from before, but an invisible giant axe that condensed into a huge axe. With the momentum of splitting the world, it chopped fiercely towards the densest part of the insect swarm.

Quan Jiuxi's spiritual sense clearly "saw" that the flying insects in that area were like ice cubes thrown into a furnace, instantly turning into dark green powder, and even the acid evaporated into white smoke under the pressure of mental power.

"Left wing energy bombs ready, coordinates X73, Y91." Pei Jin's voice came through the communicator, without a trace of trembling, only precise instructions, "Right wing team, maintain formation, wait for my signal."

His fingertips flew across the control panel so fast that afterimages appeared.

The left shoulder of the combat uniform was soaked with cold sweat, and the outline of the muscles was outlined against the skin, but the hand was terrifyingly steady, and each press was precise on the button within a few millimeters.

Suddenly, a king insect that was much larger than its peers rushed out from behind the meteorites.

Its carapace shone with a cold metallic luster, and half of the wreckage of a mecha was still hanging on its tail stinger - that was the "Falcon No. 3" that it had torn apart five minutes ago.

The king insect's compound eyes were fixed on "Pohuan", and the acid dripping from its mouthparts condensed into deadly beads in the void.

"Now." Pei Jin's lips curled up in a very faint arc, as cold as ice.

"Powang" suddenly stopped dodging, and the particle cannon on the right arm of the mecha was instantly charged to the extreme. The white light condensed from the muzzle almost pierced the sky.

At the same time, Pei Jin compressed his mental strength to the limit - it was a terrifying feeling of oppression, even the light of the distant stars seemed to be distorted by this force, casting a strange shadow behind the King Insect.

"boom--"

The particle cannon and the queen insect's tail stinger collided in the void, and the strong light instantly engulfed half of the battlefield.

Quan Jiuxi's consciousness shrank slightly, and she "saw" the tail stinger of the king insect breaking into pieces in the white light, while Pei Jin's mental power was like a thorn in the flesh, flowing upstream along the nerve veins of the king insect and accurately detonating its energy core hidden under its shell.

The explosion spread silently in the vacuum, but it shook the surrounding meteorites.

The huge body of the king insect fell towards the meteorite group like a kite with a broken string. The shock wave generated by the impact blew away large numbers of insect corpses.

"Clean up the remaining insects and count the casualties." Pei Jin withdrew his mental power, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.

He leaned back in the driver's seat and let out a long breath. The breath smelled of blood and condensed into white mist in his circulatory system.

The mecha's alarm was still ringing, and the red warning light flickered on his face, but it could not illuminate the deep pools in his eyes.

"Admiral, your mental strength index has fallen below the safety line!"

The co-pilot's voice was tearful, and the numbers jumping on the screen were dazzling red - 7.3, which was the retirement line stipulated by the federal government, and Pei Jin had just pushed it down to 3.1 in order to detonate the core of the Overlord.