Chapter 45
No one noticed when the nebula appeared.
Maybe it was before the sky fell, maybe it was after the battle was over.
The moment Lin Han looked up, he was almost speechless.
Unlike the distant dust nebula seen that day, this cloud-like brilliant purple with a dreamy light was so low that it was almost within reach.
Its outer atmosphere spreads out in a spiral shape, and even the central part is not overly bright. It is a nebula abandoned by the stars, and only the remaining diffuse light reflects their colors, which is brilliant and shocking.
Like blocks of color dissolved in water, every trace is diffused with an inimitable beauty.
Although Lin Han's previous space sickness had disappeared, he felt another kind of suffocating feeling as if the air was snatching away from him.
He stretched out his hand, trying to grab one of the beautiful pieces.
Even though their current situation was not optimistic, he still found peace of mind that was enough to comfort his soul.
"The chance of the El Inniho Nebula appearing is very small," He Yunting said, "I have only seen it a few times."
Lin Han saw him walking towards her.
"When will this nebula disappear?" Lin Han asked.
"It may take a few hours, or even a few days." He Yunting said calmly, "But fortunately, Mr. Lin has seen it."
Once you see it, you won’t regret it.
Lin Han understood what He Yunting meant almost instantly.
He knew that his current appearance was simply unbearable to look at, and he also knew that he didn't have the time to say meaningless words to He Yunting.
But just like when the battle just ended, I began to involuntarily want to look at him, thinking about the touch of his palm and the strength of his hug.
Lin Han's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and the person who controlled his breathing and emotions was standing in front of him.
Maybe it's because the atmosphere is too good, or maybe it's because the nebula is too beautiful.
At this moment, Lin Han seemed to be in the sea of stars, and he found his shore when he was unable to cross the sea on his own.
This feeling came without any warning, but it was like a prairie fire with such passion that it swept across the world and enveloped him.
Lin Han knew that some alphas were naturally attractive.
And He Yunting is undoubtedly among them.
His face was always cold and stern, his eyes were always calm. Lin Han wished he could grab his hand again like last time and ask him bluntly, "Do you like me?"
He looked at his hands, and once this thought arose he could no longer suppress it.
Driven by the thought in his heart, Lin Han couldn't help but reach out to He Yunting, wanting to touch the other's five fingers and listen to the other's voice.
"Mr. Lin." He Yunting spoke at this moment and turned to look at him.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
Lin Han's hand stopped in mid-air.
The other's eyes were still the same as before, deep blue and cold, and his voice was the same, seemingly emotionless when he turned his head to look at me, he was still the imperial admiral who kept people at a distance.
Lin Han felt his heart beating faster. He even subconsciously dodged her gaze. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly louder, as if he was worried that his rumbling heartbeat would be noticed by the other party and he wanted to cover it up: "I..."
All the syllables were stuck in my throat and I couldn't even utter the simplest words.
Even though he knew that He Yunting was just asking him whether he liked this nebula, he felt nervous as if his thoughts were being seen through - as if the other party was asking him whether he liked him.
Lin Han knew that He Yunting would not ask that, but for the first time he felt how frightened he would be if his inner thoughts were being spied on.
He remembered that when he tried to confess to He Yunting, the other party's voice was also so flustered.
Lin Han bumped into He Yunting's eyes and saw himself in a dishevel.
The calmness and gentleness that used to support himself were gone, and there was only discomfort and bustle that had never appeared before.
It is always easy and free to explore others, but exploring oneself often leads to confusion.
Lin Han even thought that it would be great if he could read his own mind, at least then there would be a clear answer.
like? Dependence?
Or some other emotion?
He couldn't figure it out at all at this moment.
He Yunting didn't understand why Lin Han hesitated. He frowned slightly and said with a hint of disappointment: "Don't like it?"
"No." This time Lin Han answered quickly, "I like it."
"I like it very much."
But he himself didn't know which question he was answering.
He had some false hopes, but quickly shook them off, trying to regain his composure.
Lin Han withdrew his hand that was about to touch He Yunting: "I...I'll go check the remaining energy of the mecha."
At least work can give him peace of mind.
Just as the two of them passed each other, He Yunting said another sentence.
"——As long as you like it."
His words are always straightforward, simple and unpretentious.
As long as you like it.
Like Nebula, or something.
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There is a small storage compartment near the cooler of the mecha, which has its own conversion system that can transport the stored clean water to various parts of the mecha for cooling and other uses.
Lin Han took a handful of water and washed his face. Finally, it was not so dirty anymore and he gradually calmed down.
He adjusted his mood and wanted to at least face the current situation.
He knew that after this day, He Yunting's position in his heart had changed.
But Lin Han has always pursued rationality and calmness. If he can't see his own heart clearly, he will keep digging deep until all the clues become clear.
He has never liked anyone. To him, all people are just ordinary passers-by, leaving no trace or imprint.
He had longed to keep the Galaxy Exhibition Hall when he was a child, but now he couldn't even list what precious things he could store there.
But He Yunting is different.
Lin Han put his hand on the hatch of the mecha and thought.
But he didn't even know whether he liked it or not.
Lin Han was always the best at studying. He would try his best to answer all difficult questions. By going deeper from a certain angle or thinking mode, he would always find the answer he wanted.
He is not a person who is hesitant and timid. If he really has a conclusion, he will definitely find an opportunity to express it to He Yunting after returning to the empire. No matter what the result is, he can bear it.
But for the first time he felt at a loss, because he couldn't even find an angle to test the problem.
After a long time, until he heard the familiar footsteps, Lin Han pulled himself out of his contemplation: "General."
The mecha is equipped with an emergency deployment system so that the pilot will not run out of energy too quickly after an accident.
He remained calm and said in a normal tone, "The entire mecha has consumed more than half of its energy. If it does not have any supplies and remains in a low-energy state, it can probably operate for three days."
However, the reinforcements will not be sent by warships to jump, and no one knows whether they can arrive within three days.
The expression on He Yunting's face did not change, and he continued to listen to him.
"It's best not to keep the communication on all the time. It consumes too much energy. My suggestion is to keep it on for half an hour a day." Lin Han said, "Of course, the general can make his own decision. I won't interfere."
"Listen to Mr. Lin." He Yunting, who always acts decisively, had no objection and nodded in response.
"The most urgent thing now is to repair the damaged parts," Lin Han looked at the environment outside, thought for a while and said, "but there is no other material at the moment, so I can only pick up some metal fragments dropped in the battle just now to repair it."
He Yunting understood what Lin Han meant: "I'll go down."
He Yunting said: "The temperature has dropped now. It won't be as hot as it was a few hours ago. The human body can bear it."
"I'll come along too." Lin Han said, "and see if there's anything I can use."
He Yunting's eyes fell on Lin Han, but he didn't refuse in the end: "Okay."
He took off his military jacket and said, "The temperature difference is huge. Please put it on, Mr. Lin."
He Yunting didn't mention anything about what would happen to him, as if he wouldn't be cold or hurt.
Lin Han hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist his selfish desire and took it.
He put on He Yunting's coat and inexplicably recalled the scene in the command room before.
None of these things happened at that time, and there was not so much conspiracy.
But the other person's coat was just as warm.
There was a very faint scent of ebony left on He Yunting's coat, which smelled very nice.
This gave him the illusion of being hugged.
He walked beside He Yunting, and they opened the cabin door together.
Even though he was prepared, the cold weather still made Lin Han shiver, and he subconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly.
It was extremely hot a few hours ago, but now it feels like winter. The temperature difference in the border area is really unpredictable.
The stench of Zerg blood in the air had dissipated a little, at least it didn't make Lin Han feel like nauseating. Although it was still very cold, he still insisted on not returning to the mecha because he was wrapped in He Yunting's coat.
The two walked one after the other, stepping on the rough yellow sand.
All that was seen was endless desolation. It was not until now that Lin Han truly felt that they were truly trapped here.
The feeling of hunger finally came to me belatedly.
Lin Han's stomach growled and his legs went weak.
I haven't taken any nutritional supplements for a day.
However, He Yunting seemed to know what Lin Han was thinking, and suddenly said, "Don't be afraid. Hang in there."
"I have some impression of this area. Once the mecha is repaired, we can drive over there."
Thus, the uneasiness that had just arisen in Lin Han's heart was soothed. He looked at He Yunting's broad back wearing only a shirt and nodded silently.
Even if the other person can't see it now.
The two walked for a while, passing by several battle scenes, but did not find any satisfactory fragments.
After walking for about ten minutes, Lin Han stopped and finally found a relatively intact piece of metal.
As soon as he stood still, He Yunting picked it up for him.
Lin Han compared the situation of a damaged mecha to this: "This piece should be enough to repair it."
He Yunting said "OK", and the two planned to return.
Lin Han was about to turn around when he suddenly saw the yellow sand not far away rising and falling in a strange manner.
It's like... there's something there.
He subconsciously thought that there was another Zerg. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a small black thing rolling towards him and landing at Lin Han's feet.
“……”The little thing looks cute and harmless, it should not be a Zerg.
It was not until it came closer that Lin Han could see its appearance clearly.
The little thing was completely black. It stopped at Lin Han's feet and shook itself off, shaking off the sand and gravel that had stuck to it.
Then he stretched out his short limbs and grabbed Lin Han's trouser leg.
"What is this?" Lin Han had never been to the border area before and asked curiously.
If you don't look closely, it's almost just a black ball of fur.
Its limbs were very short, and it retracted them as it ran towards Lin Han, as if rolling with the help of force was easier than crawling.
The little thing really seemed to have no ill intentions, and was even afraid of dirtying Lin Han. It tried hard to shake off the dust on its body, and then stared at him with its almost invisible black eyes hidden in its soft fur.
Lin Han squatted down: "Is this a strange creature?"
He Yunting said: "Yes. It must have lost its way. It is a strange creature with a relatively low level of differentiation."
Lin Han asked: "What race are they?"
He Yunting's expression remained unchanged as he said the name of a race: "Kugeer."
Lin Han nodded and looked at the little thing in front of him very carefully.
"Do you have a name, Kuger?" Lin Han tried to ask it.
It’s not known whether the cute strange creature from the Kuger tribe understood what he said, but it still wagged its short tail at Lin Han.
Lin Han tried to touch the head of this strange creature.
They seem to be very clean. Even though they live on a planet with such a harsh environment, their short hair is still well-groomed and shiny black, and feels soft and warm to the touch.
The little thing's limbs are so short that they look almost like decorations. Although it can rely on them for movement, it always seems to be very strenuous.
Lin Han raised his hands, just enough to hold the little thing.
"They have other names," He Yunting added as he stood beside him.
"Alias?"
"Yeah." He Yunting responded, but seemed to be worried about something and didn't say it directly.
Lin Han saw it for the first time, and he knew very little about the border area, so he couldn't help but ask more: "What's the alias?"
He was busy looking at the small thing in his hand, so he didn't notice that there was a rare trace of embarrassment on He Yunting's face at this moment.
After a few seconds, he finally spoke.
“…Gurgle.”
When these words are spoken by He Yunting, there is always a strange feeling of incongruity, but it is not uncomfortable.
Maybe it was because the creature in his hand was too cute, or because He Yunting said these three words in a unique way, but Lin Han's tone was more smiling, and he repeated: "Gululu?"
"...Yeah." But He Yunting didn't want to repeat it.
The little thing seemed to suddenly become happy after hearing what Lin Han said. It somersaulted a few times in his palm and rubbed his palm.
Lin Han tried to put it back on the ground and said, "Are you lost?"
As a result, Gululu gurgled rapidly, and finally pounced and fell back into Lin Han's arms.
The expression on He Yunting's face changed imperceptibly: "..."
Lin Han finally curved his eyes and stood up: "General, go back."
He Yunting saw the smile on his face when he turned around.
So the look he gave this little ball of fur finally became a little kinder.
For some reason, Gululu seemed very close to Lin Han, even though they had just met.
Lin Han returned to the mecha, put Gululu aside, then took the metal sheet brought back by He Yunting and began to patch the holes destroyed by the Zerg.
Due to limited conditions and materials, Lin Han could only make some minor repairs to ensure that the external environment would not affect the mecha and it became sealed again.
While he was repairing it, He Yunting and Gululu, one standing and the other rolling, waited quietly for him to finish.
"This is the only way for now." Lin Han turned to He Yunting and said, "It can't be repaired as well as before."
He Yunting was stunned for a moment, then he realized what "before" meant.
He once instructed Lin Han to repair the mecha with a broken right arm.
He Yunting: “…”
But Lin Han didn't say anything more.
"I'll take a break," he said.
Lin Han seemed extremely tired. He put down the tools in his hands and leaned back in the driver's seat.
But Gululu was still happily circling around Lin Han, rubbing his trouser legs and scratching his sleeves.
It was as if... there was something about Lin Han that kept attracting it.
After Lin Han leaned over the driver's seat, he felt as if all his strength was suddenly drained away, even the hunger he had just felt disappeared. His body began to weaken, and his eyelids became heavy, yet he was not too sleepy.
"Mr. Lin?" He Yunting felt something was wrong and called him.
"Yeah." Lin Han responded subconsciously, but he didn't realize that the sound he made was soft and tender, as if he was very uncomfortable.
Perhaps because he had consumed too much physical and mental energy that day, Lin Han didn't even react to what happened at this moment. He even murmured and asked He Yunting: "What's wrong?"
What he didn't realize was that a caramel aroma was already wafting off him.
When coming for the fourth round of training, Lin Han brought nutritional supplements and inhibitors with him, but things happened suddenly and accidents happened one after another, so he had no time to get them.
Lin Han, who had not taken any nutritional supplements for a day, held on for a long time, but finally couldn't hold on any longer.
His consciousness began to be pulled away, and he felt powerless all over. Deep inside his body, he began to feel a heat that was even more unbearable than the temperature outside during the day.
He Yunting quickly understood after smelling the pheromones.
And Gululu seemed even more excited, rolling happily in Lin Han's sweet-smelling pheromones.
He Yunting was silent for a long time before he finally moved his lips, wanting to tell Lin Han the fact.
"You seem..." He Yunting found it difficult to speak. His usually cold face finally showed some unusual expressions. "It's the mating season."
Lin Han, who was dragged into the endless abyss by his body, couldn't even hear these words.
He frowned, finding it difficult to raise his hands. He shifted uncomfortably in the driver's seat, but still tried to look at He Yunting and called him, "General."
What did you say?
Why can't I hear clearly.
He Yunting began to feel at a loss, even afraid of any accidents, so he took a step back, even though he himself was not feeling well.
"General." Lin Han was still calling him, his voice had a softer tone that was different from usual.
"Mr. Lin, you..." He Yunting stopped talking halfway and wanted to repeat himself, but didn't know how to continue.
He turned on the mecha's air circulation system, but he couldn't take his attention away from the sweet-smelling omega in front of him.
Lin Han still felt uncomfortable.
Gululu started to rub against him, but the little thing was too light.
He seemed to be craving for something, but because he had lost so much mental and physical strength, he couldn't even explain what he was craving for.
He could only look at the tall man in front of him.
He just felt tortured.
Lin Han looked at He Yunting, who had a somewhat nervous expression.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just squinted and stared at the admiral who was speaking.
He couldn't quite hear what the general was saying.
But he even wanted to touch the other person's thin and cold lips.
The author has something to say: Ah, take a deep breath, it’s the fragrance of the dark night! ! ! !
Although it is dark, it is thick and long
I'm late, so I'll give you 100 red envelopes as compensationqbsp; By the way, I'd like to recommend my friend's article: "Daily Farming in the Insect World" by Wang Laoba. It's not a Zerg article! It's a leisurely farming in the primeval forest. If you are interested, you can check it out!
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