Chapter 1 Chapter 1
"The Admiral is back."
When someone said this, Lin Han was sitting next to the machine doing routine tests.
He wore dust-proof glasses and stared at the dashboard intently, making notes from time to time. The name that resounded throughout the interstellar space from the mouths of others did not seem to affect him at all.
Several young trainees were talking excitedly. He didn't listen carefully, but thought it might be related to the upcoming celebration banquet.
Ever since the Empire completely ruled the M Galaxy, there has been a name that has been well-known from beginning to end - he is the youngest admiral of the Empire, the sharpest spear, the invincible sword, the hardest armor, and the sharp blade that pierces the thorns and symbolizes victory.
Another nebula once spread that as long as He Yunting stood firm, he would be the absolute line of defense of the M galaxy - unless you were willing to sacrifice an entire planet to deal with him alone.
...As a result, a small planet really overestimated its own capabilities and wanted to join forces with space pirates to defeat him.
Unfortunately, before the two sides could launch a general attack on him, General He took the initiative to attack with an elite team around him and annihilated the other side in one fell swoop.
Apart from the general's personal mecha being attacked by despicable space pirates and causing some minor damage, there was no other loss.
And today is the day of his triumphant return.
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Lin Han lowered his eyes, put away the data record book he carried with him, took off his glasses, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The aftereffect of doing something for a long time with high intensity is that one always feels very tired at the moment of finishing. He pinched his brows, a trace of fatigue flashing across his expression.
The trainee researchers who were talking nearby were discussing how Admiral He drove his mecha and led his most trusted subordinates into the enemy camp, being invincible...The discussion came to an end when they saw Lin Han coming over.
They knew that Lin Han was not interested in anything except mecha design and repair.
A boy who was good at reading people's expressions asked tentatively, "Teacher Lin, are you still not going home today? Do you want to go and rest for a while... Oh, your gloves."
Lin Han nodded and said "OK", took the white gloves on the operating table, and was very careful not to touch the boy's hands. He asked: "When will the damaged mecha be delivered?"
"About half an hour."
Lin Han looked up at the time and put on white gloves.
Everyone seemed to be accustomed to his cleanliness and understood him very well. One of the teenagers bowed to him politely with a sly look in his eyes: "Then Mr. Lin, look at you now..."
Of course Lin Han knew what the boy meant, so he didn't embarrass him and smiled gently: "I see, you guys have been very tired today, and you won't be able to do the next work. Go back early, I won't keep you here."
Hearing this, the eyes of several young men immediately brightened up, and they did not hide their excitement: "Okay, Teacher Lin! Don't stay up too late!"
Lin Han curved his eyes and patted one of the boys on the shoulder with his slender white-gloved fingers: "Okay. Be careful on the road."
The third floor of the research institute was immediately filled with the chattering of young people. This time Lin Han heard it clearly. The topic was indeed centered around the admiral known as the Empire's Blade.
Lin Han has a good personality. After leading them for a month, their previous respect for him remained the same, but they became much bolder and could say many things to his face.
Some of the young men would even add actions when they were excited, eager to let the listeners know how brave and heroic General He was; and the listeners would nod repeatedly, full of admiration.
As they talked, they walked out of the door and headed towards where the public aircraft was parked. Lin Han withdrew his gaze and returned to his previous position.
Compared to the admiral, he was more concerned about the damaged mecha that was about to be transported over.
It was already late, and these days the night always comes unexpectedly.
Lin Han looked up at the sky which had lowered down without him noticing.
The starry sky of the empire seems to remain unchanged forever.
Even though I live on the richest planet in the M galaxy, I still want to look up at the starry sky.
The sky was grey and almost dawn.
I do have some mysophobia, but it’s not as exaggerated as the rumors say.
There was no one around, so he took off his gloves and looked down at his hands.
The skin on the back of the hand is very thin, with distinct joints and long, slender fingers with a cold white color.
These hands looked no different from anyone else's.
Only he knows——
These hands hold a secret.
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At this moment, the door of the cubicle opened, and another person wearing the same research institute uniform as Lin Han walked in and handed him a nutrient solution: "Are you not finished yet?"
"Thank you." Seeing someone coming, Lin Han put on his gloves again and took it, saying, "The repaired mecha will be delivered soon. I have to take a look."
Chen Xiu Nan said: "The general is back now, there should be no rush... Forget it, there is no point in telling you. Workaholic."
Lin Han responded, unscrewed the nutrient solution and took a sip. Even though Chen Xiu Nan specially picked a flavor that was not so difficult to swallow for him, his body still physiologically did not like this thing. Lin Han couldn't help but frown slightly, but he still continued to drink the whole nutrient solution: "You go first."
Shen Xiu Nan glanced at him worriedly, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Lin Han knew what he wanted to say, and gave his friend and colleague a soothing look, "You should get off work early, and I'll check it out. I don't have anything to do when I get back anyway."
"Sometimes I really feel like you are a machine." Shen Xiu Nan pursed his lips and spoke slowly, with a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction, "You really treat the research institute as your own home. Not to mention going home, when you go home you are just guarding your pile of mecha parts and academic materials, which is no different from being in the research institute."
He paused, then added: "But what was delivered was the general's mecha... To be honest, if I had the ability to repair it, I would also like to see it up close."
Lin Han didn't say anything, but lowered his eyes slightly. He didn't show any other emotions, he was neither angry nor making excuses.
He stood straight, wearing the institute's uniform white uniform. He was thin, and his hair and eyebrows were a pure and calm dark color. The badge on the upper left shows his identity - position, gender, and mental strength.
The core mecha designer of the Imperial Mecha Research Institute, Omega, mental strength: SSS.
There are many labels attached to him, such as the mental strength that is almost impossible for an Omega to possess, the highest scorer hired by the institute in recent years, a mecha genius, a gentle personality, handsome, humble, and a mysophobia patient who wears white gloves all the time.
"But come to think of it, the general's exclusive mecha doesn't even have a name," Shen Xiu Nan flipped through the report, "It's just called something... number M2742. It sounds like it's a mass-produced one."
Many people will name their own mechas. For example, the admiral's adjutant has a mecha with extremely strong defensive capabilities, which is named "Shield of Zeus" by its owner.
Lin Han didn’t answer, but just raised his hand to check the time, and asked Shen Xiunan with a smile: “Are you not going to get off work?”
"I'm going to go back soon." Chen Xiu Nan said, "I'm just here to give you the nutritional supplement. I'm leaving now. If you feel tired, just rest. There's no need to push yourself too hard."
Lin Han blinked at him and smiled: "Yeah. I know."
Shen Xiunan thought to himself that it would be useless even if you knew it a hundred times: "I am telling the truth. The situation is relatively stable now. You know your own physical strength. What's more, General He is back today. What is there to worry about——"
At this point, he suddenly paused and said, "Come to think of it, it seems that His Majesty the Emperor is celebrating the admiral's triumphant return and is planning to personally hold a celebration banquet for him."
Lin Han has heard the words "General He" several times today: "Yeah. I heard Xi's children say it before."
After all, Chen Xiu Nan is the same age as Lin Han, and is obviously much calmer than those teenagers. However, he still couldn't hide his excitement when he mentioned this name: "It's said that it's a celebration banquet for the admiral, but whether he will show up in person is another matter. In all these years, I have only seen the admiral once, and it was from a distance..."
He lowered his voice, as if he was a little regretful, and turned to ask Lin Han: "By the way, have you seen him?"
"Admiral?" Lin Han spoke softly. His voice was cold, and the two words sounded unexpectedly pleasant when they came out of his mouth.
His dark pupils moved, and he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it."
Chen Xiu Nan nodded: "Think about it. Let's go."
It would be strange if a workaholic who buries himself in the research institute all day and a general who is regarded as the sharp sword of the empire could meet each other.
As soon as Shen Xiunan left, Lin Han's communicator rang, and there was finally a different look on his face: "Send it directly to the sixth repair room. I'll be there right away."
Five minutes later, he finally stood in front of the dark blue mecha.
Lin Han was stunned.
This is actually a... two-person mecha.
He took the elevator and approached the huge machine.
The mecha numbered M2742 is slightly larger than the average mecha. Its body has been cleaned and has a cold and charming metallic color. The left arm was intact, but the right arm was missing half. The cutting edge was so sharp that even the circuit wires were cut cleanly, and it looked like it had been severed alive.
Lin Han couldn't help but frown.
Is this considered minor damage?
All the other colleagues had left work, and he had wanted to ask for another detailed report, but now it seemed he had no choice but to do it himself.
Lin Han operated the elevator and moved it slowly upwards.
The mecha's left palm was facing up, and Lin Han stood up. The dark blue metal palm supported him in his white uniform. The emotionless mecha inexplicably seemed to give the illusion that it was carefully protecting him.
Lin Han used the induction key to open the left mecha cabin. Before he could walk in, he smelled a mixture of engine oil and blood.
He lowered his head and was not surprised to see dried bloodstains on the cockpit.
It turned out that not only the mecha was damaged, but the pilot was also injured.
But apart from what others said about the "minor damage to the mecha", no one seemed to have mentioned this situation, and the emperor was even preparing a celebration banquet for him.
There is a data recording box similar to a black box inside the mecha, which must be taken out first to know the specific extent of the damage.
Lin Han was very good at this and removed the record box belonging to this two-person mecha at an extremely fast speed.
When the mecha is severely damaged or fatally attacked, it can also fully record and save the data. In case of emergencies, the pilot can also leave a recording to tell the repairman everything that happened.
Lin Han took it off and returned to the cockpit where the screen was shattered beyond repair.
As soon as he opened the recording box, he heard a voice from inside that was colder than the metal surrounding the mecha.
"I'm He Yunting."
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