Wild Journey

The next afternoon, the mercenaries gathered at the door of the hotel.

Mu Han and Yu Qing hadn't seen each other for a few months since the last time they parted ways in K-23. After the two met, they sat down in a place to make jokes. Lu Beichuan, a technical soldier in Yu Qing's regiment, saw Feng Yao, come over.

The pick-up vehicle was already in place, and Feng Yao was working on an earring. Lu Beichuan greeted him kindly: "Are you the new technician recruited by Brother Mu Han's regiment? Your name is Feng Yao?"

Feng Yao looked at him strangely: "You know me?"

Lu Beichuan was a little excited: "Yes, there is no one in the Mechanical Association who doesn't know you. You blasted the arsenal in the K-23 area before, right? You are too powerful, and the technicians you rescued all said You were so handsome at the time, I heard that all the generals of the rebel army were electrocuted to death by you BALABALA—”

Feng Yao interrupted him: "I didn't electrocute him to death."

Lu Beichuan: "Oh, is that so? Oh, it's almost the same. The association still wants to invite you to give lectures, or hold a symposium. Unfortunately, you can't be contacted. The four-hour deciphering of military authority is still regarded as a topic. I entered the entrance examination of the association. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself to you. My name is Lu Beichuan, and I belong to Brother Qing’s regiment. Feng Yao, you look so handsome in a suit, BALABALA—”

Feng Yao interrupted him again, wanting to end the conversation: "Thank you."

But Lu Beichuan couldn't understand the order to chase away guests in his words, and continued: "Hmm, your lips are a little swollen, are you on fire? The weather here is not good, I brought some chrysanthemum tea to relieve the fire, I will share with you later Click BALABALA—”

Feng Yao touched his lower lip, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Lu Beichuan: "What are you doing? Is this an earring? Why does the earring have a projection? Is it a communicator? By the way, your single lens, I heard that your single lens is artificial intelligence? God, what are you doing? What functions does it have? I’m very bad at artificial intelligence. I used to copy all the exams back then, and I even made up the exam. It’s just horrible. BALABALA—”

Feng Yao: "..."

Lu Beichuan talked too much, Feng Yao couldn't digest it, and was on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, Mu Han and Yu Qing came and rescued him in time.

Mu Han teased Lu Beichuan: "You chatterbox, long time no see."

Lu Beichuan said seriously, "Don't call me random nicknames."

Yu Qing patted Lu Beichuan on the head: "What are you talking about, so happy?"

Lu Beichuan introduced to Yu Qing: "This is my idol, Feng Yao."

Feng Yao was still in the bombardment of Lu Beichuan's words for a long time and hadn't recovered from it for a long time. He didn't know when he became someone else's idol. Seeing his dull expression, Mu Han explained for him: "We technicians don't like to talk."

Yu Qing smiled, obviously very envious, but it was not easy to show it in front of Lu Beichuan, so he looked at Mu Han very tangled and forbearance: "It's good not to talk, it's good."

Lu Beichuan enthusiastically said: "I'll go get chrysanthemum tea, Feng Yao, wait for me and come back right away." Then he turned and ran to the car on the other side.

"Hey, no need, I'm not—" Feng Yao wanted to stop him, but before he could finish speaking, Lu Beichuan disappeared.

Mu Han asked strangely, "Why are you drinking chrysanthemum tea?"

Yu Qing glanced at Feng Yao: "You must be angry, your lips are swollen."

Feng Yao: "..."

As departure approached, Gu Xiao and Si Yuan hadn't appeared yet.

Mu Han went upstairs to look for it, woke Gu Xiao up, and went to smash Si Yuan's door. Si Yuan slept too late yesterday, and only woke up when he heard the movement outside the door. He hurriedly washed and tidied up, and Mu Han lit a cigarette. , leaning against the door and waiting for them.

Not long after, Gu Xiao came out from the next room. He was carrying a suit jacket and buttoning his shirt in the other hand. His face was full of sleepiness. The memories of last night were fragmented and indistinct. Only the hangover headache The most vividly, he asked Mu Han for a cigarette, leaned against the window, and smoked to wake up from a nap.

Mu Han squinted at the past: "You yesterday..."

Gu Xiao asked with a faint nasal voice: "Did he say anything?"

"I didn't say anything." Mu Han said, "Did you be reminded to drink less yesterday? It's not like you don't know how high you are."

Gu Xiao shook the cigarette ash, frowned and said, "I drank too much without paying attention." He paused for a moment, lost his mind, and subconsciously lowered his voice, "What happened later... Like a dream."

Mu Han: "Do you usually have such intense dreams?"

Gu Xiao was a bit fragmented and couldn't remember, he hesitated, "Is it intense?"

Mu Han was speechless: "Take off your pants, isn't this considered intense?"

Gu Xiao: "He took off his pants."

Mu Han: "Do you believe me?"

Gu Xiao: "..."

Gu Xiao was silent for a while, then asked again: "Is he very angry?"

Mu Han: "I can't see it, it's still the same."

Gu Xiao: "Aren't you making a fuss about resigning and going home?"

Mu Han: "That's not true, it just seems that I'm not in a good mood."

Gu Xiao nodded in understanding, Si Yuan's call came from the room, Mu Han responded, the conversation between the two of them was suspended, Gu Xiao put out the cigarette, and went downstairs first.

At two o'clock in the noon, the sun quietly set in the middle of the sky.

Gu Xiao walked out of the main entrance of the hotel and walked towards the convoy.

Lu Beichuan's kindness was hard to shake, Feng Yao couldn't explain to him the real reason for his swollen lips, so he had to accept his chrysanthemum tea.With the tea bag next to his hand, Feng Yao sat on the hood of the car, lowered his head to repair things, his long legs hung down naturally, his trousers were straight, his clean shirt was neatly tucked into the seam of his trousers, his suit jacket was draped over his arms, The tie was baggy, and the collar button was half undone, exposing his slender neck.

The sky was high and the clouds were clear, a gentle breeze was blowing, and the warm sunlight poured impartially, falling on the corners of Feng Yao's eyes and brows, delicate and bright.

Gu Xiao stared blankly, Feng Yao felt his gaze, frowned, then turned his back and sat in the driver's seat.Not long after, the door of the passenger seat opened, and Gu Xiao sat in. Feng Yao pushed open the car door and went to the back seat. He happened to meet Mu Han and Si Yuan, and said to Mu Han, "You drive."

Mu Han glanced at Gu Xiao, sat down without saying much.

There was an eerie silence in the carriage, Si Yuan was better at enlivening the atmosphere, picked up Feng Yao's tea bag, and asked casually, "Where did you get the chrysanthemum?"

Feng Yao: "It was given by someone else."

Si Yuan: "Who got angry?"

The corners of Feng Yao's mouth twitched slightly, Si Yuan stared at his slightly red and swollen lower lip, then glanced at Gu Xiao, and coughed dryly: "Well, chrysanthemum tea is very good."

There was no one to argue with, Gu Xiao glanced at Feng Yao from the rearview mirror.

Feng Yao leaned against the window of the car, deaf and out of sight.

When they arrived at the port, the mercenaries got off one after another. The organizer distributed pamphlets, which marked the terrain of the flying boat and the location of the weapons on the boat. Feng Yao entered it into G, and Si Yuan looked at it beside him, surprised Said: "Under the table, on the floor compartment, in the vase, behind the curtains - isn't it afraid that other guests will accidentally touch it? What if it is used by bad people?"

Feng Yao: "Don't worry, there must be electronic camouflage devices in these places, and it's hard for unsuspecting guests to see them. Weapons should also have a layer of security measures... Most likely fingerprint recognition, people without authorization cannot activate them. "

Si Yuan asked curiously, "What if bad guys also have authority?"

This involves Feng Yao's knowledge blind spot, he pondered: "...I guess not, how can bad people have authority?"

Mu Han interrupted: "That's the problem of the empire itself. It's not our turn to think about it, so stop worrying about it and show me the brochure."

Feng Yao said oh, and handed the brochure to Mu Han.

While speaking, there was a distant sound of whistles on the sea.

In the calm and calm, the behemoth pierced through the fog and came breaking through the waves.The airship is about the size of a super giant ship, streamlined and equipped with wings. The pure white hull is printed with the black and red logo of the empire, and it slows down from the sky to the front.

The flying boat docked, and the sunlight was completely blocked. In the huge shadow, Si Yuan raised his head to look at it, and exclaimed: "It's really magnificent."

Feng Yao didn't feel much. He was sitting on a short pile, tinkering with earrings.

The guests were already on the boat, and the flying boat opened a small door on the side for mercenaries to board the boat. The stairs were lowered slowly, Feng Yao stood up, and the single lens projected a virtual screen with a blueprint on it. Holding the earrings in his hand, he placed them until they coincided with the groove in the middle, and the crystal blue drawing suddenly lit up white.

G: "The communicator is activated."

Feng Yao took off the earrings, turned off the virtual screen with a wave, took out two more earrings from his pocket, and Xinran stepped on the ground, but stepped on the air.

G: "I forgot to remind you, it depends on the road."

Feng Yao: "..."

Feng Yao had already reached the end of the deck, and the fall was unexpected. When he was about to fall into the water, his arms were wrapped around his waist, and a strong force pulled him back. Feng Yao was top-heavy and fell into the arms of the person behind him.

Feng Yao looked back in shock and saw Gu Xiao.

Feng Yao's face froze, and the words of thanks were stuck in his throat. He glanced at Gu Xiao and found that Gu Xiao was also looking at him, as if he had something to say, but Feng Yao didn't give him a chance, but hurriedly pulled away the With the hand on his waist, he turned his head and walked away.

Si Yuan, who was diagonally behind, looked all over his eyes, and murmured to Mu Han, "Why do I feel like they are a couple who are having a fight?"

Mu Han thought, is this a feeling, isn't this a fact?

At this moment, a loud female voice came from behind: "Mu—"

The woman in the snow-blue long dress stepped onto the deck, walking with the wind.

Hearing the sound, Mu Han's expression froze for a moment, then he naturally put on a gentle smile, and responded gracefully: "Ting Na."

Ting Na is a beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. She is tall and tall, with long legs and strong strides. Si Yuan visually observed her height, and when he found that she was not much taller than her in high heels, he decisively asked Take half a step back.

Ting Na raised her hand to Mu Han: "Long time no see, senior."

Mu Han asked Ting Na to take his arm knowingly: "Long time no see."

Ting Na didn't say hello to Si Yuan, she pulled Mu Han and chatted with a smile, Mu Han responded politely, the two were old acquaintances, most of the conversation was related to reminiscing about the past, Si Yuan couldn't get in the way , felt bored, and was about to go to play with Feng Yao, but Mu Han stopped him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Si Yuan: "I'm going to find Feng Yao, you can talk."

Mu Han: "Don't, don't, you—"

Tina said happily, "Okay, goodbye."

Mu Han: "..."

Si Yuan didn't see the hint in Mu Han's eyes, and left without looking back.