The clouds in the sky are covered with a layer of smudged orange red by the sunset. It seems that the light blush that seeps on the girl's face using makeup techniques acts as a gradient between the white and greasy lubricating, naturally revealing the fascinating beauty.

Zhao Yi slowly stroked his slightly raised abdomen, feeling the aftertaste of chicken, potato soup, crispy fried beef patties and lettuce salad from the depths of his stomach sac, and the uncomfortable fullness and fulfillment. He burped a string of oil very loudly, sighed contentedly, and sat down on the cold stone steps next to the flower bed.

Eating is also a part of enjoying life.

This is the best angle to observe the Academy Square—————————————————————————the s12 surviving veteran’s words and deeds, allowing him to accurately judge the favorable observation points for the target area. Of course, the Federal National University is not a battlefield, and the target is not a life-and-death enemy. What Zhao Yi really wants to see at this moment is still those beautiful girls dressed in cool clothes and blooming like pink flowers.

The cool breeze brings a hint of pleasant comfort in the square.

Zhao Yi directly ignored the existence of the same gender as him in his sight, and his eyes were unscrupulously chasing those slim figures that were heart-warming.

Unlike the School of Mechanical Science, the girls from the School of Art are the best choices throughout the Federal National University. Dance, music, art... Influenced by the strong artistic atmosphere, they have a graceful body shape that girls in engineering have incomparable. Their dresses and dressings are not complicated, but they show a unique and special temperament. This is also the real reason why Zhao Yi chose the two major colleges of Mechanical Science and Art and conducted research at the same time.

There are dance parties almost every night in the college. The girls are like elves that appear at night, starting with surprising and psychedelic makeup. The youthful purity of the day can no longer be found in them. The temptation of moist and fluorescent lip gloss is full of / naked / naked / temptation. High heels outline the slender ankles, and the proud breasts and legs are proud of. Under the exposed design and short clothing, they show the powerful power that makes men dry their mouths and tongues.

No one has the right to object to what they do. This has become the most unique evening scenery of the Art Academy. Of course, unlike the nightclubs outside the campus full of love/color/color, girls just want to show their beautiful side as much as possible. Among them, there may be some interest or conceptual desires. But they have not fallen into the dust. At best, they only look slightly similar to some special female workers in the environment illuminated by neon lights.

The flower stand is very high and the sky has become dim. It is difficult for people traveling around the square to find Zhao Yi sitting next to the stone steps. He took out the phone that was constantly shaking from his top chest pocket, looked at the phone number displayed on the screen, embed the small earplug communicator into the ears, and gently pressed the answer button with blue light flashing on the surface of the phone.

"Hello!"

While opening the remarks of Whisper, Zhao Yi took out a cigarette from his other pocket, skillfully tore open the packaging, and pulled out one and held it in his mouth.

"How is it, are you still used to your current life?"

On the other end of the communicator, Zhou Yiming's calm but gentle voice came.

Zhao Yi turned down the key on the lighter vigorously, looked at the faint blue flame that emerged from the nozzle, slowly approached the cigarette and lit it, and asked lightly: "Have you seen all those things?"

What he refers to is a compressed disk left to Zhou Yiming when he left the Federal Army headquarters. It records the power improvement plan for the photon engine, the modular combination suggestions for the phase fluctuation gun, and the metal element matching table for the new composite armor.

Like the survivors of the 81st Division, the most famous scientists in the Federation were isolated from the deep underground by radiation. In the past eighteen years, they have imparted all the knowledge and research results they have learned to Zhao Yi. At that time, he was the hope of everyone.

Zhao Yi did not hand over all these research results—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

He couldn't trust anyone.

I dare not, nor do I want to try it easily.

The Hamilton family has taught him a lesson. The bullets that penetrated into the body, the bright red and warm blood, the broken muscles and bones... are all telling him in the most direct way: In this world, the relationship between people can only be used and used.

Zhao Yi did not feel much warmth for the world on the ground, nor did he expect the excitement scene that should have burst into tears. Although he was touched in his heart, the duration was too short. The most stable memory that stayed in his brain thinking was the pale and cold ceiling of the Army Hospital and the disgusting pungent smell of disinfectant.

He didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at him secretly. He didn't want to be enemies with anyone, but those people might not let him go. The only thing Zhao Yi could do was to expand the protective halo that enveloped him as much as possible.

The three research results on the disk are closely related to the overall performance of the Federal Army warship. Zhao Yi's purpose is to use these things in exchange for a protector who can stand behind him at any time. It is true that General Zhou Yiming has shown enough friendship to him. However, Zhao Yi has a vague feeling of indescribableness.

The general should not be his enemy. But the word "friend" is not written on his forehead.

The most important thing is... Zhou Yiming is not on the trustworthy list issued by the survivors.

Zhao Yi didn't know if he could believe him. The intersection between people could not change because of simply a change in the concept of something. The same sentence was the case——— He could not trust anyone except the survivors who had died in the s12 base.

The earplug communicator was silent for a few seconds, and then the general's usual majestic tone came.

"I decided to keep a secret military status for you. As for the retirement records in your personal files...that thing doesn't matter. If you want, you can freely choose any military department to serve. Of course, you have the freedom to decide where to go in the future."

Zhao Yi grabbed the cigarette's finger and trembled slightly involuntarily.

He clearly felt the sincerity in Zhou Yiming's words. He did not have the coercion of using power to suppress others, nor did he imagine that he had to force himself to hand over more technical coercion. This made him instinctively feel a little warmth while he was confused.

He nodded subconsciously, but he didn't seem to notice that such actions would not have any effect on the person he could not see. He took a strong sip of the cigarette, and Zhao Yi slightly opened his lips and said lightly: "Thank you!"

"Having a military status will help you in many occasions."

The general's voice was filled with magic that made him irresistible, and it also made him feel the warmth of being cared for again: "Remember, no matter at any time, I will stand behind you-----"

At this moment, Zhao Yi even felt that his previous decisions and judgments should be wrong.

"Learning art should make you forget a lot of unpleasant things."

The general obviously wanted to make the topic a little easier: "The girls there are all beautiful. They like strong and handsome guys."

Zhao Yi smiled calmly and replied in honorific words: "You are right."

"Don't miss any chance to push them down."

Zhou Yiming's voice began to become cheerful, and he could even hear his laughter with a cramped element: "You have the strength. It's not difficult to do this."

"I will."

After simply ending the call, Zhao Yi put his hair together with his hands and looked into the distant square, there was still a faint confusion that could not be dissipated.

This call can tell a lot of hidden information. No matter what Zhou Yiming was thinking in his heart, he had shown the value that must be valued by him. Although neither party explained it, the facts were very clear--Zhao Yi is no longer just a survivor in the ordinary sense. He lived underground with dozens of the most learned scientific and technological authorities in the federal area for eighteen years, plus the several transformative research results stored on disk... Even fools understand the meaning they represent.

The general did not impose any threats on himself. In Zhao Yi's heart, this old man was one step closer to the word "worthy of trust".

Slowly spit out a thick stream of smoke. Looking at the beautiful girls dressed up under the night, he suddenly reached out to stroke his cheek and muttered to himself.

"Does handsome... really work?"
Chapter completed!