Lin Han showed up at the institute on time the next day.

After all, the estrus period was slightly earlier, so he prepared twice as much nutrients and inhibitors as usual just in case.

When Shen Xiunan passed by his office, he saw the extra things, and with the same intuition, he asked: "Are you in heat?"

Lin Han nodded and his tone was natural.

Shen Xiunan is also an omega, and sometimes he simply cannot understand the mental activities of a workaholic: "You haven't used a single day of the holiday this year. How many omegas wish they could lie at home for three days during their estrus period, just you, still carrying nutrients and inhibitors?" Come to work..."

Lin Han was noncommittal: "There's nothing uncomfortable about it."

Just when Shen Xiunan was about to say something, Lin Han, probably because he was worried that he would worry, explained: "And there is repair work in the past two days, so it must be completed as soon as possible."

"What kind of repair work, haven't you recently..." Shen Xiunan suddenly realized in the middle of the sentence, "Oh, yes, the admiral's mecha is with you. But now that he is back, this one is a melee mecha. Logically speaking, He said he shouldn’t push it too hard..."

Shen Xiunan thought for a while and said, "How about you go back and rest, and I can do it for you for two days? As long as it's not too complicated, I can do it."

Lin Han said: "I'm afraid not."

"Huh?" Shen Xiunan raised his voice, but quickly dropped it again, "I understand."

"Then don't try too hard. If anything happens, contact me through the communicator."

Generally speaking, there are only two reasons for Lin Han to say this; either he is the only one who can operate the fine parts, or he needs to connect his mental power.

Shen Xiunan is already considered one of the best among Omegas, so he was admitted to the institute with excellent results to become a mecha master. However, his mental power is very weak. When it comes to mental power, others still have to do it.

After Shen Xiunan left, Lin Han took another dose of inhibitor. After confirming that there would be no accidents, he entered the repair room with the key and sample that He Yunting had given him the day before.

Lin Han didn't need to worry about general damage and circuit repairs. Colleagues from other departments and fully automatic repair devices would naturally handle the problems. His task was to repair the core system and verify it several times to ensure that his mental strength and safety were maintained. There will be no surprises in the pilot's connection.

The current mechas are operated in a semi-manual and semi-mental control mode. The pilot must accurately calculate the position for every flight and every launch, and at the same time flexibly drive the mecha to avoid or attack, while the mental force can Connect to a higher-level AI center to truly turn the mecha into the best weapon.

During repeated tests, the mecha pilots who repair the mecha will constantly start the mecha and perform countless operations in a limited room, and then hand it over to the original mecha for inspection. Only when everything is correct can the mecha be considered truly repaired.

He Yunting's mental strength was undoubtedly top-notch, so he was afraid that Lin Han wouldn't be able to control it during the test drive, so he specifically asked Lu Anhe to give him a sample.

Lin Han recovered his thoughts and said hello to his colleagues who were milling around m2742, asking them to temporarily switch to another one for repair. He was the only one left in the huge repair room.

This big guy's right arm has been repaired somewhat, but due to the damage to the high-level center, it still has not returned to its original state.

Lin Han controlled the elevator, entered the cabin door, and came to the cab.

In his hands was the exclusive key to this mecha and the sample of the designated pilot's mental power.

It’s not like Lin Han has never piloted a mecha.

It's just that every time he drives them, they are all mechas sent for repair. In order to test and verify, he will activate these big guys, but only to activate them, to test and verify them in this narrow world -

The mecha he "piloted" never even left the repair room door.

Lin Han lowered his eyes and closed the hatch, sat in the driver's seat, picked up the helmet on the side and put it on.

He was so obsessed with mechas that every mecha he designed had once galloped across the star sea.

——Even if he has never touched the starry sky.

He thought that the Milky Way must have memory.

Lin Han inserted the key, and the console began to respond. The buttons began to flash one by one, and the display screen, which had not been completely repaired, also began to light up.

He looked at the mental power sample in his hand, calmed down, and was about to open it——

His communicator rang.

Lin Han is a little strange. He always turns on communication filtering when working. Generally, messages from friends cannot be received at all. Only orders from superiors or sudden situations can be directly transferred to his communicator.

Did something happen?

He put down his helmet and saw the instructions on it: "Pick up Lin Han."

The communicator was still ringing all the time. Lin Han picked it up and saw the signature on it——

It is the admiral's dedicated line. It does not need to pass through ordinary people's communication filters and can be contacted directly.

The mecha has started to activate, making a unique mechanical roar.

He answered with doubt: "Hello?"

Then he heard the cold voice again, calling his name: "Lin Han."

Before he could respond, he heard Lu Anhe's voice coming from the communicator: "Mr. Lin!"

"Do not open the mental power sample, and do not connect to the host."

"--It was dropped."

Area a, Serna Manor.

"I have asked, but fortunately the contact was in time. Mr. Lin has just started it and has not yet connected to the mental center."

He Yunting pursed the corners of his cold lips and said nothing. His blue eyes sank, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Anhe raised his head: "But it's unreasonable. I personally handed that sample to him, and then I personally sent him back. There is no possibility of exchange... Is your injury better?"

"Neglect." He Yunting suddenly spoke, without answering the question about the injury, and directly pointed out the suspect, "That waiter."

Lu Anhe said "Hey" and thought about it: "He came right after you said you wanted to send me off that day... He even pushed the door open and hit the wound on your right shoulder! I'll go check it out."

He Yunting said: "No need."

Anyone who really dares to do this must have planned it. The waiter must be just an insignificant cannon fodder. If you look for it after a day, there will be no trace.

He Yunting pondered for a moment, then asked a different question: "What did he say?"

"...Huh?" Lu Anhe paused, "Mr. Lin said that he had destroyed the fake mental power sample as soon as possible, but he didn't say when he would come to get a new one."

"Boss, do you have any clue?" Lu Anhe looked at him, "No, your wound is still bleeding?"

He Yunting only wore the simplest casual clothes. The dark shirt outlined the faint muscle lines, and the color on his right shoulder seemed darker.

"It's okay." He Yunting didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue, "I'll keep this matter a secret for now."

"Okay." Lu Anhe nodded, "But I always feel that there is something wrong with those radical old men. Last time you said that a team of people could just deal with the star thieves. They insisted on you adding a batch of new mechas, but you didn't want them. Something really happened..."

He Yunting didn't answer.

Lu Anhe knew it was useless to continue talking, so he shut up angrily.

When lunch time came, He Yunting stopped talking about this issue: "Let's go."

The two were walking side by side in the corridor. Lu Anhe thought of something and decided to change the topic: "Boss, have you seen Mr. Lin?"

He Yunting paused and blinked his blue eyes lightly, as if he was thinking about something.

But he quickly answered: "No."

It’s just that I felt something was different the first time we met.

"Yes." Lu Anhe said.

When the Imperial Army was growing, He Yunting was known as a genius and the hope of the Empire. He was number one no matter what.

And his memory was particularly good. His mentors at the time praised him and said that he was simply synonymous with photographic memory.

As long as any person or thing passes through his mind, He Yunting can remember it and reconnect the related causes and consequences.

So he could quickly think that the person who changed the sample was the waiter, and he was convinced.

What's more, Lin Han's appearance is already beautiful. With He Yunting's photographic memory, how could he not have any impression? There is no possibility that he has seen him before.

"Then, boss..." Probably because they have been more leisurely these days, Lu An and Tiaotong's tempers have become more obvious, and they even dared to gossip about their boss's personal affairs in person, "Are you..."

He Yunting glanced at Lu Anhe dissatisfiedly, "You talk a lot lately."

Lieutenant Colonel Lu looked briefly frightened and closed his mouth.

When he said this, the butler in a tuxedo walked in. Seeing the two of them, he bowed respectfully, then gestured behind him and started serving dishes.

Lu Anhe often lives here, so the kitchen follows his taste with ease, serving a lot of food that seems to be oily and salty but must taste good. However, He Yunting's recipes are much simpler, just follow the military recipe Just customize the standard meal——

But there seems to be something extra in the admiral's meal today.

Next to the boring and unchangeable food, there was a small brown plate that was toasted and fragrant.

The butler winked at Lu Anhe cautiously: Are you sure you don't want pudding and only caramel?

Lu Anhe raised his chin and gestured to the housekeeper when He Yunting wasn't paying attention: No problem, don't worry.

With his heart back in his stomach, the housekeeper closed the door after getting ready, and He Yunting was the only two people left in the room.

Lu Anhe was probably in a really good mood. Even though he was told something by his leader just now, he still wanted to finish what he said next.

He called General, and after He Yunting stopped holding the spoon and looked at him again, he continued to touch the tiger's butt without fear of death: "Did you fall in love with Mr. Lin at first sight?"
Chapter completed!