The wound on Qi Yan's finger healed completely that night, but he pretended not to notice Lu Fenghan's hesitation to speak, and walked around the house with the white bandage still wrapped around his finger.

For the first time, Lu Fenghan felt that the bandage was an eyesore.

On the third day, when Qi Yan's finger was still wrapped in a thick bandage and he did not allow Lu Fenghan to help him remove it, Lu Fenghan pinched his eyebrows helplessly: "Qi Yan, your wound has healed, and it has healed so well that there will be no trace left."

Qi Yan was reading a book by the window, reading ten lines at a glance and turning the pages quickly. When he found Lu Fenghan standing opposite him, he turned around slowly without raising his eyelids, turned his back to Lu Fenghan, and replied: "I know."

I know, but I won't remove the bandage.

Lu Fenghan reflected, was he paying too much attention to that bandage? Besides, if he didn't want to untie it,

then don't untie it. Isn't it just that he likes to wrap the bandage around his fingers? There are thousands of planets and so many humans. Who doesn't have some special habits? After preparing himself mentally, Lu Fenghan looked at the time and reminded him, "It's nine o'clock. You should go out."

Qi Yan finished reading the last two pages and changed into a light gray silk shirt: "Let's go."

This was the first time Lu Fenghan went out with Qi Yan since he took office.

From his observations over the past few days, Qi Yan's daily life was very regular. He got up early, had breakfast, and started reading or doing a lot of calculations until dark.

Qi Yan read very fast. At least Lu Fenghan had never seen anyone turn pages so fast before. He even wondered if Qi Yan was reading a book or practicing a special page-turning technique.

As for the formulas and calculations written by Qi Yan, Lu Fenghan had read them a few times. They were all unfamiliar symbols, so complicated and twisted that they looked like incomprehensible books.

Lu Fenghan had a second doubt: Am I illiterate?

Qi Yan lived in a single-family house with two floors, and the parking space for the suspended vehicle was located underground.

Seeing the parked suspended vehicle, Lu Fenghan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Modified suspended vehicle?"

Qi Yan: "Yes."

Walking closer, Lu Fenghan bent his knuckles and tapped lightly on the black metal body, and heard a blunt sound: "Made of liquid composite metal? The protection level is very high. Your suspended vehicle is equivalent to a land armored vehicle."

Of course, the price is also.

Qi Yan felt a little stuffy underground, and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with one hand. He was thinking about the thesis he had just finished reading before going out. Hearing Lu Fenghan's question, he answered: "I think so."

The car was transported here before he returned to Leto, and it had been placed underground. This was the first time he saw it. If he hadn't been going out today, he would have forgotten the existence of this car.

Men are naturally interested in these things, and Lu Fenghan is a typical example. He checked the car window again and found that the window glass should be an upgraded version of a certain material. Most weapons on land cannot be shattered by one shot.

This means that the car door can be removed and used as a shield on the spot.

Qi Yan brought the personal terminal on his wrist close to the suspended car. The next second, the car door opened like wings. He remembered something: "By the way, you drive, choose full manual operation."

Nowadays, every suspended car is equipped with a multi-dimensional control system, which can choose full automatic driving, semi-automatic driving, or turn off the automatic system and operate it manually.

Hearing what Qi Yan said, Lu Fenghan remembered a murder case he had heard of before - the control system of a suspended car was hacked, and the fully automatic driving failed. When the driver realized that something was wrong, it was too late. The suspended car crashed straight into a building, and after the explosion, not even a piece of the car body could be found.

As a result, the number of people who turned on the fully automatic driving mode during that period of time hit a new low.

Lu Fenghan sat in the driver's seat and couldn't help but look at Qi Yan again. Suddenly thinking of Qi Yan's home, whether it was a household robot or a medical robot, they were nowhere to be seen.

Is it because he doesn't like to use it, or is it out of caution?

After all, as long as the system is hacked and the instructions are tampered with, it is not impossible for the household robot to turn into a killing machine.

Lu Fenghan hadn't touched the joystick of a hovercraft for a long time, but in his mind, driving a hovercraft was not much different from driving a starship.

The modified hovercraft, which was all black, drove onto the expressway, and the scenery on both sides was like an oil painting that had been sanded, and it was completely unclear.

Lu Fenghan held the joystick with one hand, and the other hand casually rested on the window, looking sideways and asking Qi Yan, tentatively: "It seems a bit fast?"

Qi Yan saw his eagerness to try: "It's up to you how you drive."

With Qi Yan's words, they arrived at their destination an hour and a half earlier than expected.

After getting off the car, Lu Fenghan realized that their destination was actually Turan Academy. Almost subconsciously, Lu Fenghan turned around and looked back.

Unlike the Turan Academy, which is full of white marble, sculptures from different eras, and various green plants, and is full of academic atmosphere, the other building is also mostly white, but the roof and walls are simple, with a rough style, revealing an overwhelming sense of iron and blood and solemnity.

Lu Fenghan can see clearly with his eyes closed that there is a stone tablet a hundred steps away from the gate. On rainy days, the stone tablet is soaked in water and the color becomes darker.

On the stone tablet, the declaration of the Allied Forces is engraved with a vigorous pen: "With bones as blades, blood as shields, only for the Alliance, go forward without hesitation."

He has recited this sentence countless times in his heart over the past ten years, and it has been engraved into his bones and blood.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Fenghan came back to his senses and smiled casually: "Nothing."

Qi Yan looked into the distance along his line of sight: "Is that the First Military Academy of the Alliance?"

Lu Fenghan nodded casually: "Is it right? It is said that the First Military Academy is opposite the Turan Academy. There is a river between the two schools, which is clearly separated."

The description of "clearly separated" is very polite. In fact, people from the two schools look down on each other.

People from Turan Academy think that the people from the First Military Academy are uncivilized savages who can only fight with their arms, and their brains are just for show. People

from the First Military Academy think that the people from Turan Academy are all weak nerds who are arrogant off the court but weak on the court. Except for their brains, everything else is just for show.

Qi Yan didn't know what was going on here, so he just said "hmm" and walked inside with Lu Fenghan.

The parking lot for the suspended car was not far from the principal's office. It was the holiday, and there were not many people in the school. Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan walked around the lawn and went up to the second floor. The principal was already waiting at the door of the office.

Qi Yan pointed to the open-air balcony next to the office, where there were tables and chairs: "Wait for me here?"

Lu Fenghan said indifferently: "Okay."

The principal's office is very spacious. Opposite the door is a transparent glass wall through which you can see the green lawn below. On the right is a row of wooden bookshelves, and on the left is a reception area with a brick-red fireplace that has a very historical feel.

The principal of Turan College is a middle-aged man with a friendly look, deep features, dark blue eyes, and a strict dress, complete with shirt, vest, tie, and cufflinks. Standing next to the fireplace, he looks like a gentleman from an oil painting.

Seeing Qi Yan's eyes fall on the fireplace, the principal smiled and said, "Does it look real? The flames in the fireplace are holographic projections. Every winter in Leto, many people like to come to my office and sit by the fireplace. Although the fire is fake, you can vaguely feel the warmth. You see, aren't humans very strange? They can be deceived by their eyes."

The bright firelight cast a layer of purple on Qi Yan's skin. He did not continue to discuss this issue, but asked, "You asked me to come over. What's the matter?"

The principal was about to answer, but he saw the gauze wrapped around Qi Yan's fingers out of the corner of his eye: "Is your hand injured?"

Qi Yan raised his hand and looked at his fingers: "Well, but it has healed." "

What about the bandage?"

Qi Yan moved his fingers and explained, "The bow looks very nice."

"So that's how it is," the principal laughed and took a closer look, "Indeed, this bow is tied very well, the two sides are smooth and symmetrical, and the size is right."

Qi Yan agreed.

"There are two main reasons why I asked you to come here today," the principal asked, leading Qi Yan to sit on the sofa, "School will start soon, have you decided on your major and which grade of courses you will take?"

Qi Yan thought for two seconds: "Artificial intelligence major, sophomore, is that okay?"

"Of course, I will take care of it as soon as possible." The principal had no objection and smiled again, "The second thing is that I want to meet you. You know, not only me, but many people must have wanted to meet you in the past three years. It's just that their luck is not as good as mine. Am I, the one who sees the moon first when he is close to the water? However, you are very different from what I imagined."

Qi Yan: "What do you imagine me to be like?"

The principal held a coffee cup, Describing, "In my imagination, you should be a middle-aged man in your thirties or forties, serious, reserved, even taciturn, with a light of wisdom in your eyes." He laughed first, and then pointed to the center of his brows, "Because you have been thinking about problems for many years, there will be obvious wrinkles here."

Just as he was about to continue, suddenly, before either of them could react, the glass wall of the office suddenly "banged" with

a loud noise!

​​Countless transparent glass fragments exploded in an instant, scattering and falling like cracked ice!

In a flash, Qi Yan glanced outside the door and quickly made a decision: "Leave here!"

Just as the two jumped down from the broken wall and rolled onto the lawn, a beam of light fell into the office. With a "bang" and thick smoke, half of the building turned into pieces in front of the two people. Glass and debris splashed like raindrops, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

Qi Yan's face was pale, his elbows resting on the lawn, and he quickly tapped the personal terminal. The moment the call was connected, his tense body suddenly relaxed.

A cold voice came from the other side: "Where are you?"

Qi Yan said in a steady voice: "On the lawn downstairs, I jumped down before the explosion, with the principal."

Lu Fenghan said in a low voice: "Hide well, wait for me to come."

As the communication was hung up, the principal's lips straightened: "It was the land and ground using light pressure bombs, long-range precision strikes." His expression was complicated, "The school's defense system did not work. Logically speaking, this light pressure bullet has no chance of escaping the defense system's interception."

Upon hearing the name, Qi Yan frowned: "Light pressure bullet? The rebels did it?"

The principal nodded and said in a very low voice: "Your identity has not been exposed, their target is me."

Qi Yan quickly reacted - on the list of rebel sniper targets, the principal was ranked 71st.

Smelling the smell of blood, Qi Yan confirmed: "You are injured."

"It's not a big deal, my hand is broken." The principal's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he smiled and comforted Qi Yan, "The military has sent people to protect me. This period of time has been enough for them to react, and we are temporarily safe. However, for safety reasons, we can't be together. If they dare to locate here, they may also locate me. I will die, but I can't implicate you."

Qi Yan didn't say much: "I will run in the opposite direction of you."

Just after he finished speaking, a familiar breath approached, and then Qi Yan's arm was clamped, and the person who came pulled him up. Qi Yan followed the force transmitted from his hand and slammed into Lu Fenghan's chest.

The tip of his nose hurt and turned red, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

Glancing at the school principal who was acting like a wolf, not far away, some military personnel were already coming over here, Lu Fenghan said briefly: "I'll take him away."

After that, he grabbed Qi Yan's wrist tightly, and then remembered that this person was always coquettish, and the circle of bruises on his wrist had not yet completely disappeared, so he simply loosened his five fingers, put his arm across Qi Yan's waist, and easily hugged him.

Half-holding him like this, Lu Fenghan took a running start, and in two steady steps, he crossed the stairs and hid behind the nearest shelter.

Qi Yan only heard the sound of the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he had changed his position.

He quickly looked at Qi Yan to make sure there were no obvious injuries, and then saw that Qi Yan's eyelashes were wet with tears: "Why are you crying? It's okay, I'm here, I'm not afraid."

Qi Yan: "I'm not crying."

"Okay, you didn't cry," Lu Fenghan replied perfunctorily, half-squinting his eyes and looking at the building that had turned into ruins, "Is it the rebels?"

"Well, the explosion just now was caused by the light pressure bomb used by the land, which is a common method of the rebels. The principal said that the rebels' target is him."

Lu Fenghan reacted immediately and frowned: "Where is the principal of Turan College on the black list?"

The black list is the abbreviation of the rebels' sniper target ranking list. It records the names of the 100 top scientific researchers of the alliance. It is the recent list of sniper targets of the rebels.

Qi Yan: "Seventy-one."

Lu Fenghan's eyebrows were cold: "This is still the capital star of the alliance, too rampant."

The star calendar has only reached 216, and the alliance and the rebels have been confronting each other for seventy years. They have won and lost, and the alliance has not been able to completely wipe out the rebels.

Meanwhile, on the front line, the Alliance had just suffered a major defeat, with more than half of its soldiers killed or wounded. This gave the rebels some time to catch their breath - first they updated the blacklist, and in the blink of an eye, it was Leto's turn to cause trouble in a high-profile manner.

"Don't go out recently. The rebels are so stubborn that once they start a strike, they will definitely do more than one thing." Afraid of scaring Qi Yan, Lu Fenghan added, "Leto is still very safe. Today's attack was an accident. Who knows if there is a traitor in some link. After all, Leto's defense network, cruise aircraft, Turan's defense system, and the central army stationed in Leto, Zagreb, are not just for show."

Qi Yan nodded.

Seeing him nodding obediently at him with a pale face, Lu Fenghan couldn't help but laugh: "The explosion just now was so loud. Although it was a lawn, you jumped from the second floor. Are you injured?" His

arms and palms were scraped, his waist was scratched by flying glass fragments, his knees were skinned, his calves were scraped, and his ankle was twisted.

There were so many injuries that Qi Yan didn't know which one to talk about first.

Seeing his confusion, Lu Fenghan smiled again: "From top to bottom, one by one."

Qi Yan then spoke: "Arms, palms, sides, knees, calves, ankles."

After rolling up the sleeves of Qi Yan's shirt that was stained with grass debris and seeing the wound on his arm clearly, Lu Fenghan thought that this time the wound was indeed... quite serious.

There was not even any blood.

He once again realized that the difference between his and Qi Yan's understanding of "injury" must be more than a hundred light years.

But the skin was broken and red, and Qi Yan's skin was white, so it looked quite dazzling.

Lu Fenghan took out the wound cleanser and healing gel he carried with him and treated the wound skillfully.

Qi Yan kept stretching out his hand and asked him, "Don't you need to wear a bandage?"

Lu Fenghan lied with his eyes open, "No."

Without any doubt, Qi Yan nodded, "Is that so."

Lu Fenghan teased him, "Even if you did, you have so many injuries on your body. Do you want to be wrapped like a mummy and carried back by me?"

Qi Yan instinctively felt that Lu Fenghan's smile was a bit vicious, and he changed the subject, "I'm injured somewhere else."

Lu Fenghan frowned, "Where?"

Qi Yan raised his finger and pointed, "My left earlobe, it hurts a little."

Lu Fenghan couldn't see where the injury was at first glance, and when he got closer, he could see clearly that there was a little red on Qi Yan's fair and delicate earlobe, probably because he was pricked by the tip of the grass on the lawn when he landed.

Lu Fenghan whispered, "Stand still."

He lowered his eyes and approached, blowing gently on Qi Yan's white earlobe.