Chapter 4 Chapter 4
Lin Han subconsciously pulled his hand back in an instant.
He even thought he had heard it wrong.
But he couldn't touch the other person's hand again to verify whether those words were true.
He Yunting always gives people the impression of being arrogant and unkind.
Lin Han had heard before that the other party was the top Alpha in the empire. Countless Omegas had shown their kindness to him, but he ignored them all, and sometimes even refused to look at them.
In addition, he had listened to the other party's recording once, and this impression was even more firmly etched in his mind.
But what he just heard completely overturned all of Lin Han's opinions about He Yunting.
He recalled it in a very short time. If he heard correctly, this is what He Yunting said.
My estrus period has not yet arrived, and I have used the inhibitors on time every time, so it should be impossible for me to smell the pheromones.
The admiral's olfactory cells are on his hands?
And "want to mark" or something...
Thinking of this, Lin Han, who usually had a good temper, turned cold.
"Excuse me." He put on his white gloves again and took another step back, looking away from the other's perfect face.
But the words that the general had just spoken were still lingering in his ears. Although there were many Alphas in the research institute, Lin Han had heard many strange voices when he had just awakened this ability, but none of them were as straightforward as this one.
Not only does it smell good, it's also hard... Lin Han was speechless.
For a moment, Lin Han even wanted to move his eyes downward.
He really wanted to see what was under the general's uniform.
Lu Anhe was nervously observing the atmosphere between the two men. He thought Lin Han would have to be polite at least a few words, but he didn't expect that as soon as their hands were shaken, the young man pulled away.
But there were still quite a few people around, so Lu Anhe could only bite the bullet and interrupt, "General, Mr. Lin, how about we talk for a moment? It's not good to have people watching us all the time."
He Yunting, who had no idea what was going on, glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, thinking that it was just about a mecha, why did he have to change places.
Lin Han didn't care, and even began to regret for the seventh time why he accepted the invitation.
Lu Anhe pretended to shrink at He Yunting's gaze, then coughed lightly and said to Lin Han seriously, "Then 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 offend Lu Anhe. He just ignored the sculpture in front of him, nodded, and followed 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 straight and meticulously.
As soon as Lu Anhe left, the awkward atmosphere between the two of them arose again.
There is a big clock in the side hall, standing silently like them, and only the mechanical sound indicates the passage of time.
But Lin Han didn't plan to stay any longer.
When he regretted accepting 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 from the terrace of the institute and the lifeless but peaceful metals.
Even though just now he still thought that the admiral's eyes were better than the sea of stars.
"General He." He smiled.
"?" He Yunting turned his head upon hearing that and looked at him with his blue eyes.
If he didn't know how to read minds, Lin Han thought, he wouldn't even be able to help but look into his eyes a few more times.
Unfortunately, he will.
Lin Han rarely shows an unhappy expression. He even feels that his expression is almost stiff when he looks cold.
He asked, "What do you want?"
"." He Yunting frowned, as if he didn't understand why the young man who was smiling gently just now suddenly changed his expression.
But the young man had already pulled his hand away, and the slightly cool touch was fleeting. He rarely felt a sense of loss.
He Yunting hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Something's up."
His voice was flat and still carried a chilly tone: "I invited you here this time because I want to tell you about the details of the M2742 mecha."
Lin Han: “…………?”
He didn't seem to mean that.
But the question involved a mecha, and he first doubted the general's ability to understand 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 say.”
"This is a two-person mecha."
"I know. But you're the only one driving."
"I cut the right arm."
"I opened the data box and heard your message."
“The damage is quite serious.”
"Please rest assured that we will do our best to restore it."
When Lu Anhe asked the waiter to bring two glasses of champagne, he heard the two people having this conversation.
"This mecha is very important."
"General, do you not trust our research institute?"
"I'm just concerned that the mechas that are mass-produced now are all single-person mechas."
"...It can be repaired by two people."
He Yunting raised his eyebrows and looked at him indifferently with his deep blue eyes.
Lin Han finally couldn't stand it anymore and repeated what he had just said: "General, is there anything I can do for you?"
He Yunting's expression finally relaxed a little. He didn't seem to understand why Lin Han asked the same question twice, but he decided to be patient and condescended to answer again: "Something happened."
Lin Han; “…………”
"Boss!" Lu Anhe almost lost his grip on the plate holding the wine glass. His eyes went dark. In a hurry, he didn't even use honorifics. He blurted out, "...General, wine."
He Yunting took one glass, and Lu Anhe quickly handed the other glass to Lin Han, trying to make him understand that his boss really knew nothing about the ways of the world in some aspects: "Mr. Lin, wine."
Lu Anhe began to patch: "It's like this, Mr. Lin, the general called you here this time because of the M2742 issue. We certainly don't question your professional level, but there are indeed some details that cannot be revealed in the data box..."
Lu Anhe spoke intermittently, as if he was deciding which information to reveal and which not to reveal. "More importantly, the operation of this mecha relies more on mental power. When recasting the connection system, SSS-level mental power verification is required to ensure that everything is foolproof. Therefore, we called you here to emphasize this point," Lu Anhe said, taking out the key and a test box of M2742 from his military uniform, "We have also prepared a sample of SSS-level mental power for you, and I want to hand it 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 is afraid that there will be mistakes in the repair, so he does not hesitate to extract part of his mental power to give to the mecha master for calibration and repair. If pheromones are just a useless symbol that exists in the body and is sealed in the glands, representing the second gender, then mental power is the real weapon that can be used flexibly.
Advanced mechas have sophisticated identification systems. If they are exclusive mechas, they can even identify the mental power that belongs unique to the owner of this mecha. Both are indispensable for it to be activated.
Now, to put it bluntly, if the things in Lu Anhe's hands were stolen by someone with ulterior motives, with the key to the mecha and the mental power sample, they could directly replace the admiral himself and operate his exclusive mecha.
It seemed that the other party also specifically learned that he was an Omega with a D- constitution, so he handed the key and mental power sample to him with confidence.
It turned out that this was the reason why he was invited, not to celebrate the admiral's triumphant return, but to instruct on the repair of the mecha.
Lin Han was not angry. There was nothing wrong with being cautious.
In fact, being able to give this thing to oneself already shows that the other party trusts oneself.
The realization of this matter slightly diluted his dissatisfaction with He Yunting. Lin Han's expression lightened up a little. He took the things from Lu Anhe's hand and said, "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 want to stay with He Yunting any longer, so he took the initiative to say, "Mr. Lin, do you want to go back and take a seat? The celebration banquet is about to begin."
"No." Lin Han refused. "Since the general wants to give me the sample, I have it now, so I won't stay any longer."
"Okay." Lu Anhe agreed, "Then Mr. Lin, on the way..."
Before he finished speaking, He Yunting beside him suddenly said, "Come here."
Lu Anhe immediately changed his words: "Then Mr. Lin, come with me, I will take you home."
Lin Han was a little surprised that He Yunting would let his adjutant take him there, but he didn't refuse: "Thank you, General."
He Yunting stopped talking and just looked at Lin Han quietly.
Lin Han was about to get up and go out with Lu Anhe. When he reached the door, the door of the side hall was suddenly pushed open, and a waiter holding a glass of wine walked in hurriedly: "General! The celebration banquet will begin soon..."
Lin Han subconsciously dodged, and as luck would have it, He Yunting was standing by the door. The man pushed rashly, and the carved solid wooden door hit He Yunting's right shoulder directly.
"Boss!" Lu Anhe exclaimed, and at the same time, Lin Han also heard a very low, almost inaudible cry of pain.
The waiter who came in to inform you didn't expect to bump into the admiral. He was so scared that his legs went limp and he kept apologizing: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was too anxious to come over to inform you! I didn't expect..."
Lu Anhe sent the waiter away with a few words, and glanced at He Yunting anxiously: "Are you okay?"
Lin Han also looked over. The handsome admiral seemed no different from when he saw him just now. Still cold, still arrogant, and still expressionless.
But he blinked and saw a tiny drop of cold sweat seeping out from under the brim of He Yunting's hat.
He Yunting shook his head, his lips hard and cold, without saying a word.
Lin Han recalled the harsh crashing sounds he heard in the data box yesterday.
Even though the admiral's words were a little irritating, Lin Han still couldn't ignore the situation at the time. He asked, "The general was injured? Was it during the pursuit of the star pirates?"
Lu Anhe didn't expect that such a detail was seen by Lin Han. Moreover, he knew that Lin Han had listened to the recording and didn't want to hide it: "Yes, it's all my fault that I chased the other team at that time, which gave this group of desperate enemies an opportunity to take advantage of. Fortunately, the general's lightsaber cut quickly enough, otherwise..."
"It's just a minor injury." He Yunting interrupted.
Lu Anhe hesitated: "You clearly..."
"And it was me who ordered you to chase Team D. It has nothing to do with you." He Yunting added.
Lin Han saw He Yunting talking as he walked to the side, as if he was looking for something.
"Okay, okay, okay." Lu Anhe agreed perfunctorily, turned back to Lin Han and said, "Then let's go."
"etc."
Lu Anhe didn't know what other orders he had: "What's wrong?"
He Yunting did not answer, but just walked closer to the two of them.
Lin Han thought he was going to tell Lu Anhe something, and just when he was about to take a step back to avoid suspicion, the tall figure stood in front of him.
Before he could say anything, he felt something covering his hand.
"It's dirty." He Yunting said in a deep voice, pressing Lin Han's gloves with a clean handkerchief he found.
Only then did Lin Han realize that when the waiter came in, he accidentally spilled the wine in the glass onto his gloves.
"I'll do it myself..." Lin Han quickly took the handkerchief, took off a glove and wanted to wipe it, but He Yunting's hand just touched Lin Han's fingertips at the moment he left.
[He smells so good.] 】
Lin Han: “?”
It was his fault. He shouldn't have suspected that he was hallucinating from the beginning.
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