Lin Han subconsciously withdrew his hand in an instant.

He even felt that he had heard wrongly.

But he couldn't touch the other person's hand again to verify whether those words were true.

He Yunting's image is always arrogant and unkind.

Lin Han had heard before that the opponent was the top alpha in the empire. Countless omegas had shown kindness to him, but he ignored them and sometimes even wouldn't even look at them.

In addition, he listened to the other party's recording once, and this impression became even more stereotyped in his mind.

But what he just heard completely overturned all Lin Han's views on He Yunting's establishment.

He thought about it in a very short period of time. If he heard correctly, that's what He Yunting said.

I haven't reached my estrus yet and I use the inhibitor on time every time. Logically speaking, it is impossible to smell the pheromone.

Does the admiral have olfactory cells on his hands?

And "want to mark" something...

Thinking of this, Lin Han, who had always had a good temper, turned cold.

"Excuse me." He put on his white gloves again, took a step back, and looked away from the other person's perfect face.

But the words in the mind of this general genius still lingered in his ears. Although there were many alphas in the institute, Lin Han had heard many strange thoughts when he first awakened this ability, but nothing like now.

This one is the same, very straightforward.

It smells so good, forget it, it’s hard... Lin Han was speechless and choked.

For a moment, Lin Han even wanted to lower his gaze.

He really wanted to see what was under this general's uniform.

Lu Anhe observed the atmosphere between the two of them nervously. He thought that Lin Han should be more polite, but he didn't expect that as soon as their hands came together, the young man pulled away.

But there were still many people around, so Lu Anhe could only bite the bullet and interrupt: "General, Mr. Lin, why don't we take a step to talk? It's not good to have people watching."

He Yunting, who didn't know what was going on, glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, saying to the general idea that he was just talking about mechas, so why did he need to change places.

Lin Han didn't care, and even began to regret for the seventh time why he agreed to this invitation.

Lu Anhe pretended to flinch at He Yunting's gaze, then coughed lightly and said sternly to Lin Han: "Mr. Lin, please come this way."

Compared to He Yunting, Lin Han had a much better impression of this adjutant, so he did not immediately brush off Lu Anhe. He just nodded and followed him without looking at the sculpture in front of him.

Lu Anhe took the two of them to the side hall a few steps away: "Wait a moment, I'll get you a glass of wine."

Lin Han nodded.

Even though there was a sofa behind him, He Yunting still stood upright and meticulously.

As soon as Lu Anhe left, the awkward atmosphere between the two rose again.

There was a big clock in the side hall, standing silently like them, with only the mechanical sound indicating the passage of time.

But Lin Han didn't plan to stay any longer.

When he regretted agreeing to the invitation for the eighth time, he decided to take the initiative and leave this uncomfortable place.

He began to miss the starry sky he saw on the terrace of the institute, and those lifeless but peaceful metals.

Even just now, he thought that the admiral's eyes were better than the sea of ​​stars.

"General He." He smiled.

"?" He Yunting tilted his head when he heard this and looked at him with blue eyes.

If he hadn't been able to read minds, Lin Han thought, he would have even wanted to look into his eyes a few more times.

It's a pity that he will.

Lin Han didn't often show unhappy expressions. He even felt that his expression was almost stiff when he became cold.

He asked: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"." He Yunting frowned, as if he didn't understand why the face of the young man who was smiling gently just now suddenly changed.

But just now the young man had already pulled his hand away, and the cool touch was fleeting, leaving him with a rare sense of loss and confusion.

He Yunting hesitated for a moment and then spoke: "Something's wrong."

His voice did not rise and fall, still with a coolness: "I invite you here this time to tell me the details about the m2742 mecha."

Lin Han: "…………?"

He didn't seem to mean it that way.

But the question involved mechas. He first doubted the general's understanding for a moment, and then replied: "Your mecha has been handed over to me for repair. Do you have any questions?"

Lin Han's tone was not very good, but He Yunting seemed to really not hear it and continued: "There is a problem."

Lin Han: "...you said."

"This is a two-person mecha."

"I know. But aren't you the only one driving?"

"I cut off my right arm."

"I opened the data box and heard your message."

"The damage is serious."

"Please rest assured that we will do our best to recover."

When Lu An and the waiter brought two glasses of champagne, they heard the two of them having such a conversation.

"This mecha is very important."

"General, can't you trust our institute?"

"I'm just worried. Currently, all the mass-produced mechas are single-person mechas."

"...It can also be practiced by two people."

He Yunting raised his eyebrows and looked at him with blue eyes.

Lin Han finally couldn't bear it anymore and repeated what he just said: "General, are you okay?"

He Yunting's expression finally relaxed a little. He didn't seem to understand why Lin Han had to ask twice in one sentence, but he decided to be patient and replied again in a condescending manner: "It's something."

Lin Han; “…………”

"Boss!" Lu Anhe almost lost his grip on the plate holding the wine glass. His vision went dark. In his desperation, he didn't even use the honorific. He blurted out and then realized: "...General, wine."

He Yunting took one cup, and Lu Anhe quickly handed the other cup to Lin Han, trying to make him understand the fact that his boss was really ignorant of the world in some aspects: "Mr. Lin, wine."

Lu Anhe started patching: "That's right, Mr. Lin, the general called you here this time is indeed about the problem of m2742. Of course we will not question your professional level, but there are indeed some details that cannot be said in the data box...

…”

Lu Anhe spoke intermittently, as if he was making a choice to decide which information could be revealed and which could not be disclosed: "What's more important is that the control of this mecha relies more on mental power. When recasting the connection system, SSS-level mental strength is required."

Only through force verification can we ensure that everything is foolproof, so we called you here to emphasize this point," Lu Anhe said, taking out the key of M2742 and a test box from his military uniform, "We have also prepared a sample of SSS level mental power for you.

I want to hand it over to you personally.”

Lin Han probably understood.

It seems that He Yunting really cares about this mecha that doesn't even have a name, and he is afraid that there will be mistakes in the repair, so he does not hesitate to extract part of his mental power to the mecha master for verification and repair-if pheromones are just a

This is a useless symbol that exists in the body and is sealed in the glands, representing the second gender. Mental power is the real weapon that can be used flexibly.

Advanced mechas have a rigorous recognition system. If it is an exclusive mecha, it can even recognize the mental power that belongs to the owner of this mecha. Both of them are indispensable before it can be activated.

And what Lu Anhe has now, to put it mildly, if it is stolen by someone with intentions, with the key to the mecha and the mental power sample, he can directly replace the admiral himself and control his exclusive mecha.

It seemed that the other party also specifically understood that he was an omega with a D- constitution, so he safely handed over the key and mental power sample to him.

It turned out that this was the reason why he was invited, not to celebrate the admiral's victory, but to explain the repair matters of the mecha.

Lin Han was not angry. There was nothing wrong with being cautious.

It is even said that being able to give this thing to yourself shows that the other party trusts you.

The knowledge of this matter slightly diluted his dissatisfaction with He Yunting. Lin Han's face brightened slightly and he took the things in Lu Anhe's hands: "I understand."

Lu Anhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't come too late.

He seemed to see that Lin Han didn't really want to spend more time with He Yunting, so he took the initiative and said, "Mr. Lin, do you want to go back and take a seat? The celebration banquet is about to start."

"No." Lin Han refused, "Since the general wanted to give me the sample, now that I have obtained it, I will keep it soon."

"Okay." Lu Anhe agreed, "Mr. Lin is on his way..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Yunting on the side suddenly said: "Come here."

Lu Anhe immediately changed his tune: "Come with me, Mr. Lin, and I will take you home."

Lin Han was a little surprised that He Yunting actually asked his adjutant to send him off, but he did not refuse: "Thank you, General."

He Yunting stopped talking and just glanced at Lin Han quietly.
To be continued...