Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Pei Jin ignored it.

He raised his hand and ripped open the collar of his combat uniform, revealing the bulging veins on the side of his neck. The skin there was abnormally flushed due to the overdrawn mental energy. But he simply wiped the blood from his forehead with the back of his hand and turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

In the distance, the surviving Zerg were disintegrating like dispelled black fog. The hull of the "Delusion Breaker" was pitted and dented, the particle cannon on its right arm had been scrapped, and only half of its thrusters were still functioning. Yet, its presence in the void was more like a monument than any intact mecha.

"How long will it take for the reinforcements to arrive?" Pei Jin asked, his voice finally showing a bit of fatigue, but still with unquestionable majesty.

"Five more minutes, Admiral!"

He nodded and closed his eyes.

Quan Jiuxi's spiritual sense "looked" over and saw that his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids, and his usually sharp brows were slightly stretched.

But that was only a moment - when another insect that had escaped the net tried to approach, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes instantly crushed that bit of fragility. The aftermath of his mental power turned the insect into ashes before he even made a move.

Quan Jiuxi's spiritual consciousness quietly extended, like a very thin silk thread, gently wrapping around Pei Jin's mental force field that was about to collapse.

That ray of spiritual consciousness carried her own divine power, gentle yet tenacious, like adding a piece of wood to a dying fire.

Pei Jin, who was light years away, suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt an unfamiliar force surging into his sea of ​​consciousness, refreshing and cool, instantly suppressing the burning sensation caused by his mental power running wild.

He subconsciously looked up into the void, as if he could penetrate the layers of stardust and see some distant corner.

"Who?" he asked in a low, hoarse voice.

"Sir, he's too cruel, isn't he? He even hit himself so hard!" Xiaoyi was shocked. "If his mental power had been even slightly off, his own sea of ​​consciousness would have been shattered!"

Quan Jiuxi didn't say anything, just looked at the star map on the ceiling, tapping his fingertips lightly on the bed sheets.

The rhythm was not fast, but it seemed to be setting the beat in advance for an upcoming encounter.

"Mark out his truce time." She suddenly said, a faint smile on her lips, like spring water quietly melting under the ice.

"I want to see what this star, which burns the brightest on the battlefield, looks like up close."

The virtual galaxy outside the window was still flowing, but on the battlefield thousands of miles away, Pei Jin had sat up straight again.

He was checking the damage to the mecha, his fingertips sliding across the three-dimensional model of "Powang" on the screen, his eyes focused and serious, as if it was not a cold machine, but a brother fighting alongside him.

The sunlight filtered through the mecha's observation window and fell onto his angular profile, making the old scar under his collarbone particularly clear.

That was a medal, and also proof of his strength—in this cannibalistic interstellar battlefield, those who could survive and live so brilliantly never relied on luck.

……

Quan Jiuxi's sleeping face was originally a bit cold, and she was awakened by the knock on the door. Her eyelashes fluttered twice like butterfly wings, and her eyes were still filled with sleepiness, but they were clear in an instant.

It was a kind of calmness that was inconsistent with his age, like obsidian tempered by ice. Just one glance was enough to make people dare not underestimate him.

The silver-gray nightgown she had casually picked up was tied loosely, with the collar slightly open, revealing a section of her collarbone with neat lines. Her every move and gesture did not have the naiveté of an ordinary girl, but instead revealed the indifference of someone who had experienced the world for a long time.

When the door slid open, the two people standing outside had completely different auras, but strangely, they exuded the unique aura of the Quan family.

The original owner's father, Quan Zhongnian, was wearing a moon-white silk shirt today, with two buttons loose at the collar. He wore a pair of thin-framed gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. His eyes behind the lenses were narrow and long, and when his eyes drooped slightly, he looked like an old scholar immersed in ancient books.

But when he looked up at Quan Jiuxi, the light in his eyes suddenly became sharp, like the detector of a sophisticated mecha, which could instantly cut through the surface and reach the core.

He wore a silver ring on his left ring finger, and the core pattern of the Quan family mecha was engraved on the ring face. At this moment, as he gently twisted his sleeves, the ring reflected tiny pieces of light - that was his habit when thinking. Although he seemed careless, he had actually already calculated it in his mind a hundred or eighty times.

But mother Tang Wan was a different story.

The straight black military uniform was ironed without a wrinkle. The gold star on the epaulettes, symbolizing the rank of marshal, shone coldly under the light in the corridor. The heels of the military boots made a clattering sound on the alloy floor, and every step seemed to step on people's hearts.

Her hair was short and neat, with a few strands of hair on her forehead fixed motionlessly with hairspray. At this moment, she had her hands behind her back, her knuckles turning white from the force, and it was obvious that she was in a hurry.

"What's wrong? Is there anything that can't be said on the computer? Why are you here?" Quan Jiuxi leaned against the door frame, his voice still slightly hoarse from just waking up, but without any hesitation, his eyes fell straight on the two people's faces.

Before Quan Zhongnian could speak, Tang Wan had already stepped over the threshold, her military boots sending up a gust of wind as they rolled across the ground.

"Xiaoxi, I heard your school has an exam today?"

Her voice was loud and clear, with the penetrating power that only a soldier could possess, but the last syllable unconsciously revealed a hint of anxiety. The eyes that always looked at the battlefield were now fixed on her daughter, hiding an imperceptible worry.

Quan Jiuxi nodded and said, "You all know that I melted a mecha with my bare hands today?" Her tone was flat, as if she was talking about what she had for breakfast today.

Quan Zhongnian pushed his glasses up, his eyes behind the lenses swept across her face, and he spoke slowly, his voice as gentle as the sound of ancient jade colliding, yet every word was hooked:

"The news has spread throughout the entire Federation. If the military academy hadn't suppressed the news, the entire main planet would have known about it. What exactly happened?"

The three of them walked downstairs, and a suspended robot slid over silently, handing each of them a cup of warm water.

Quan Jiuxi took the cup of water, his fingertips were slender but with distinct joints.