Chapter 51: Decompression Tool Yu Chen hugs his waist all day long. Indeed...
Today is Saturday, the sky is overcast, and the dense cold rain keeps people in bed. Until noon, there is still a sparse flow of traffic on the SkyTrain.
But the bad weather can't dampen the enthusiasm of the Mecha World Cup.
At exactly eleven o'clock, a high-level aircraft slid into the VIP parking area in a low-key manner.
As a well-known mecha manufacturing engineer in the industry, Uriel has an impeccable professional level in industrial design. But compared to making a mecha, his driving skills are only average.
When landing, Uriel lowered the landing gear a second late, and the aircraft rushed forward twice before barely stopping.
Feeling the violent vibration, Bai Ling woke up from his nap.
He opened his cold grey eyes, glanced at the alpha beside him, and simply said hello to Yu Chen: "I'm leaving."
Yu Chen took out a bag from beside his seat and handed it to him: "Combat uniform."
Bai Ling was slightly surprised and thought that this guy was really attentive. He came out to look for me, not only bringing a change of clothes, but also remembering to bring his second-hand combat uniform that he had washed and dried.
He was about to compliment the other person, but when he opened the bag, he saw, "This isn't mine either."
"Considering my mood, I suggest you wear this one." Yu Chen said lightly.
Bai Ling curled his lips.
Are you taking advantage of your age to cheat? Are you trying to blackmail me by taking advantage of your seniority? Then he just...
"All right," Bai Ling put away the bag, and the end of his voice was somewhat teasing, "Who told me to respect the elderly and love the young?"
"Do you think I'm old?" Yu Chen raised his eyebrows.
"No, I just like mature and sensible people."
After Bai Ling finished speaking, Yu Chen indeed chuckled softly, obviously because of the word "sensible".
But speaking of age, Bai Ling couldn't help but look at him again. With a face of about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, he looks quite young. Blessed with the mermaid bloodline, time has left no signs of aging on this body.
But the sense of experience in those eyes cannot be deceived.
The blue sea is deep and unfathomable, but one look at it will reveal that this man has gone through countless hardships.
Yu Chen held his slender bird claws and rubbed them in his palm for a while: "Here is the combat uniform for you. Wear it for now. I will customize one to fit your curves in two days."
He calls this dealing with it?
Bai Ling took out the brand new combat uniform with an expressionless face. The one that the team leader lent him before was from a big manufacturer, and the material was at least medium to high quality, but compared to this top-of-the-line product that was stitched with a variety of top-level heat dissipation materials, the one the team leader's had can only be considered a basic model.
Obviously, the old nobles' definition of "dealing with" is slightly different from the universal standard.
After closing the hatch, Bai Ling jumped off the aircraft, took two steps and looked back out of habit. The mermaid seemed to know that he was going to look back, so it lowered the pure black sunshade glass and turned to face the direction he left.
Even though he was blind, he still had to watch him leave.
Bai Ling pulled her scarf up awkwardly, covering half of her face. He lowered his eyes, and suddenly remembered the last time he went to the convention center wearing gloomy clothes. That group of alpha pilots seemed to be very afraid of the pheromones of mermaids.
It just so happens that there are a lot of people coming and going in the arena today, so why not... let him add some magical attacks to himself.
After silently finding a reason, Bai Ling turned around and went back.
He laid his arms across his body, leaning against the car window in a relaxed manner. His whole demeanor was cold and aloof, but his eyes were wild and lazy, and he said like a gangster:
"Give me a kiss."
Uriel in the driver's seat: "?"
Why did he have a terrifying feeling that the emperor's uncle was being teased by a young female!
Yu Chen slowly raised a smile of successful hunting and tapped the floor with his cane intentionally.
Uli immediately raised the cockpit baffle to give them some privacy.
Bai Ling never felt ashamed of using the alpha to please himself. To save trouble, he just stuck to the outer shell of the aircraft and put his head in to kiss the alpha.
Little did he know that someone was walking towards this side, and when he saw him clinging to the window, he exclaimed, "How wild."
Lu Xun was just about to whistle to liven up the atmosphere when he saw the white hair like cattail fluff. He was struck by lightning and froze on the spot.
Bai Ling naturally didn't know what was happening behind the scenes.
He looked at Yu Chen and frowned: "I haven't recovered from my cold yet. If I keep kissing you like this, will it be contagious to you?"
Yu Chen smiled and comforted him: "No, my breed is tougher."
Rotten mermaids will not be easily knocked down by a cold.
Bai Ling was able to recover again, and raised his chin to show his approval: "Okay, I like the ones that are durable."
Suddenly, he felt a sad gaze behind him, and Bai Ling turned around abruptly.
Originally, he was looking at Yu Chen, and the gray in his eyes was rippling like mercury. But when he saw Lu Sturgeon standing not far behind him, his eyes instantly froze and his pupils shrank into a dangerous line.
Bai Ling pressed the switch reflexively and raised the window. He moved so quickly that Lu Xun couldn't even see what the person sitting inside looked like.
"Hi," Lu Xun greeted awkwardly, "Someone brought you here..."
He knew... that a thorny and cold beauty like Little White Bird would definitely have no shortage of suitors... but he didn't expect that it would come so soon!
Bai Ling walked over, intentionally or unintentionally blocking Lu Xun's gaze towards the aircraft license plate, and said "hmm" coldly as a response.
Lu Xun was young and impatient, so he followed him and asked anxiously, "Who is that person in there?"
Bai Ling said without hesitation: "Parent."
Parents? Lu Xun felt a little relieved. After all, it was normal for parents to hug each other and say a few words of encouragement to each other before leaving.
Bai Ling decisively changed the subject: "Do you know where I can get my combat uniforms modified? I'm in a hurry and need them within an hour."
Lu Xun was successfully led astray by him, and immediately patted his chest and said, "You've asked the right person. There is a professional tailor in the service area of the stadium. He is very efficient and can definitely make the modification in an hour. It just so happens that my newly bought combat uniform also needs some minor modifications, so I'll take you there."
After they left, the cockpit partition of the aircraft was lowered again, and Uriel asked respectfully:
"Are you going back to your bedroom now?"
Yu Chen leaned back in his chair, raised his hand and slowly pinched the bridge of his nose: "No need."
Uriel understood. Bai Ling's race was three hours long, and it would take an hour to go back and forth to the palace tower. It seemed that the emperor's uncle was going to wait here for the end and take his men back directly.
The table top rises automatically, and the built-in optical computer projects a touchable virtual voice broadcast screen. Yu Chen made full use of his time to deal with the matters that had piled up last night in the aircraft.
Uriel saw this and couldn't help but feel admiration and emotion.
The emperor's uncle has terrifying self-control. If I were the emperor, I would not be able to work diligently for hundreds of years, not to mention that after retirement I would have to manage the state-owned enterprises sold by CapitaLand.
A machine that always works perfectly.
The perfect machine suddenly sneezed.
Uriel's expression became tense. "What's wrong with you? Has 'that' gotten worse?"
Yu Chen elegantly took out a silk handkerchief and tilted his head: "I have a cold."
Uriel: “…”
What's with that tone of secretly showing off and being complacent? !
Single man Uriel silently pulled up his handkerchief.
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Bai Ling felt that combat uniforms were dispensable. In addition to the high price, there was another reason -
This thing is designed to be backless in order to increase heat dissipation and facilitate the connection of the spine to the brain-computer interface!
When the driver put it on, it looked tightly wrapped from the front. When you walk over and take a look, you will see a huge area of skin exposed at the back, with the opening reaching all the way to the waist, so you can tell at a glance whether or not your figure is good.
Therefore, there is a saying in the mecha circle:
[Alpha doesn't exercise, the mecha is all in vain]
Because of this sentence, many alphas have worked hard to develop abdominal muscles, back muscles, and shark fins. Some even stuff cotton into their combat uniforms just to attract female attention during live broadcasts of competitions.
The style that Yu Chen picked for Bai Ling is classic, with a teardrop-shaped hollow back. There are not too many fancy decorations. The main body is moon white, and the arms, ribs and legs are dotted with blue and black stripes.
These stripes symbolize sea storms in the imperial waterfowl culture, making the entire combat uniform simple and neat without losing its subtlety.
Bai Ling tried it on and felt that this one suited him better than the captain's brown and black one.
This is the color combination...
Bai Ling squinted at the mirror. Blue, white and black. How come they were the same color as the rabbit candies that the milk truck distributed back then?
The stereotypical aesthetic of a mermaid.
However, it was not in vain that Yu Chen hugged his waist all day long. Although this piece was not a custom-made one, it was bought according to his size.
The tailor came over to check it out and only said that the armpits and waistline needed to be modified. The armpits are widened to make raising your hands smoother. The waistline is narrowed to better fit Bai Ling's waist.
The tailor couldn't help but admire as he measured.
The driver's back was smooth and strong, and the groove on his spine that flowed down from the back of his neck was the most beautiful and sexy curve she had ever seen.
Despite his sigh, the tailor still asked very professionally: "Do you usually drive an automatic or manual transmission? The automatic transmission has a small operating range, so this modification will be enough. If it is a manual transmission, then I need to add an elastic bandage to your back waist to prevent the material of the combat uniform from twisting when making large turns."
This is just a symbolic inquiry.
Because even those who modify the uniforms in the arena know that 95% of the current mecha circle relies on brain-computer interfaces, using computers to automatically calculate and input data.
Only some veteran drivers still insist on manual operation, relying on experience and accumulation to judge wind direction, speed, and corners, and can even recite hundreds of pages of fault codes.
However, the latter has long been regarded as a symbol of being old-fashioned and out of touch with the times, and is denied by the entire mecha circle.
Bai Ling replied: "I open both."
The tailor was slightly surprised, then looked up to confirm that he was under 20 years old, nodded and said, "You can come and pick it up in half an hour."
Taking advantage of this time, Bai Ling and Lu Xun lined up to take the mental test.
Although they have submitted a full set of physical examination reports, pre-match mental state tests have always been a fixed tradition and cannot be changed.
When asked about the reason, it was rumored that a contestant in a certain competition took banned drugs, forcibly increased his mental strength, and tried to use mental attacks to suppress the opponent's mecha.
But halfway through, the drug-addicted contestant suddenly went crazy and started shooting indiscriminately at the entire audience. It ultimately resulted in one death and multiple injuries.
To this day, victims are still suing pharmaceutical companies, accusing them of selling illegal drugs with impunity.
However, the pharmaceutical giant named "Corey" firmly refused to compensate because of its size and bullied its customers.
In order to prevent similar accidents from happening again, the competition stipulates that every contestant must undergo a quick mental scan to ensure that their mental state is stable.
The people in the queue ahead are chatting:
"I heard that there are contestants in our class who specialize in mental attacks."
"What the hell? Please don't bump into me, my mental defense is not good enough, start praying."
"I know this. You can pray to the electronic Buddha. You only need to contribute 50 yuan in internet fees to accumulate cyber merit and achieve infinite perfection."
Lu Xun was originally dazed, deeply immersed in the image of Bai Ling wearing a mecha suit. Turning around, I saw that it was indeed the person who was muttering to himself and worshipping the electronic Buddha.
Bai Ling also looked at the man in surprise.
Electronic Buddha... Has such a thing appeared so early? He clearly remembered that it would take ten years for those religious groups that advocated mechanical ascension to become popular in the empire on a large scale.
That's not fun.
"Next, Bai Ling."
Bai Ling walked onto the scanning platform, and with a beep, the scanning result was read instantly. His spirit value was just above the red line and he flew low.
But overall, it is 50% higher than the same period in the previous life.
Bai Ling rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
Hmm... maybe I can use that old fish as a stress reliever.
He didn't know that at the same time, a fish he was "thinking about" sneezed violently.
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