The mecha simulation room was closed, and Situ's voice came from the voice system inside: "Once the mental power fluctuation exceeds the stable value that the mecha can bear, the connection between the mecha and the human body will be automatically disconnected to ensure that no additional burden is placed on the human body. The battle scene will be randomly refreshed after ten seconds. Thank you for letting us enjoy a public husband-wife fight. Thank you."
The last sentence was serious, and the laughter of other researchers also reached Bai Li and Lu Zhao's ears through the voice system.
Because it was a simulated confrontation, Bai Li and Lu Zhao could not communicate by voice, otherwise Lu Zhao would still be able to hear how Bai Li scolded Situ.
Ten seconds later, a huge and disintegrating transport ship was displayed on the huge virtual screen projected in the air above the mecha research room. Lu Zhao and Bai Li's spawn point was at the center of the broken hull.
Bai Li entered the space and was almost hit by the ship's debris. He quickly dodged to the side.
"Fuck," Bai Li cursed, "This broken map, you may not be able to draw it once in hundreds of years."
The probability of spawning on the belly of a huge and severely damaged ship is not high. The materials used in the ship are very hard and heavy. It may not be a big problem if it hits a mecha, but it would be disgusting if such a guy hits your waist when you are fighting with someone.
Bai Li subconsciously wanted to get out of the place where debris was flying everywhere, but before he could move, he heard the surveillance system sound an alarm and someone was approaching from behind.
When he turned around, Lu Zhao's lightsaber was already in front of him, piercing directly into Bai Li's cockpit.
Yes, very fierce. Bai Li laughed and reacted quickly. The mental connection was faster than the physical connection. He leaned back almost at the moment the lightsaber was delivered, and the lightsaber pierced Bai Li's mecha.
While leaning back, Bai Li also drew out his lightsaber and slashed at the wrist of Lu Zhao's mecha. Unfortunately, the angle of leaning back was too large, which affected the speed of drawing out the lightsaber. Lu Zhao missed the attack and quickly withdrew, avoiding Bai Li's attack.
The purpose of the simulated confrontation is to test the flexibility and coordination of the connection between the driver and the mecha, so no weapons other than the lightsaber were equipped. Without the assistance of high-end weapons, Bai Li and Lu Zhao had to rely entirely on their own fighting ability.
On the virtual screen, the two mechas fought back and forth, and the lightsabers stabbed and stabbed, creating silver-blue cold light.
The appearance of the mecha operated by Bai Li was similar to KL223, which was due to his personal preference, but the researchers did not use the performance of KL223 as a reference due to considerations for the driver's body.
The heavy "Fly Swatter" could be played with great ease in Bai Li's hands. This experimental mecha, which relied more on mental power to operate, was basically smooth and flowing for Bai Li to use.
Lu Zhao's initial attack was somewhat tentative. He was not sure whether Bai Li's body could drive the mecha. Several times, the light sword brushed past Bai Li's mecha. It seemed that Bai Li was being pressed step by step. As the fight went on, he figured out something was wrong. Every time Lu Zhao's hand holding the light sword stabbed out, Bai Li would turn sideways and touch the arm of Lu Zhao's mecha as if by accident.
The two of them fought at close range. These small movements were not conspicuous. After several rounds of fighting, Lu Zhao realized that this grandson was pretending to make him think that he could succeed with the next knife, so he stuck to Bai Li and fought like this, which made Bai Li a hooligan several times.
Lu Zhao pulled back a distance, and when he looked up, he saw Bai Li's mecha making a V sign.
The researchers who were watching the battle on the virtual screen burst into laughter. Situ was amused and cursed: "Damn it, this grandson has always been like this."
"I think it's very stable this time," the assistant researcher held up a digital detector. The fluctuating data on it was Bai Li's current mental state. "Thirteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds, still maintaining normal operation and fighting at a high intensity."
Situ shook his head: "The time Bai Li can hold on has to be halved to be considered normal. His mental strength is top-notch and his patience is strong, so he should be able to hold on longer." His tone softened a bit, He added, "He is just like this, very strong. Those who know him know that they cannot treat this grandson as a normal person."
As he spoke, two mechas on the screen were flying rapidly between the fragments of the hull that had been shattered for the most part. Lu Zhao's agility amazed everyone. Even when dodging between the fragments, he was still able to maintain a steady and fast speed to chase Bai Li. The stabbing and slashing of the lightsaber was extremely swift, and almost every attack should not be underestimated by Bai Li.
It was precisely because of this agility that Lu Zhao was honored as the Eagle of the Empire by the military.
As the Imperial Eagle's current prey, Bai Li's agility was revealed to be a little slick. He operated this experimental mecha like a sparrow, drilling into places where debris and wreckage were densely concentrated. It was moving straight forward in the last second, and in the next second it suddenly turned 90 degrees, revealing a piece of wreckage flying at high speed after the explosion right in front of it. Lu Zhao behind him was forced to dodge, and the distance between him and Bai Li was always controlled within the range that Bai Li could accept.
"Teacher Si, 25 minutes and 3 seconds," the assistant researcher said, "The longest time Bai Li has endured in the simulation chamber is 30 minutes and 43 seconds."
Situ nodded: "When the body feels tired, it will be difficult to concentrate mentally. If the value fluctuates too much, the confrontation will end automatically. He should be fine now. You get ready. Bai Li will come down from the simulation chamber and give him a massage on his leg."
The assistant researcher agreed.
After saying this, Lu Zhao fell down on the screen and intercepted Bai Li in mid-air. The two men's swords collided and produced a cold light.
Bai Li sat in the cockpit. He hadn't fought such a high-level confrontation for a long time. Lu Zhao's strength made him extremely excited.
Lu Zhao also came to the fore. He even wanted to have a friendly real-life confrontation with Bai Li.
A good opponent can bring you an extremely pleasant experience. The two gradually entered the state, and they could not remember that this was a simulated confrontation. When Bai Li picked up the lightsaber in Fei Lu Zhao's hand, not only did the researchers who were watching the game cheer, but Lu Zhao couldn't help but laughed and shouted "Fuck".
Bai Li picked up the lightsaber of Lu Zhao's mecha, but did not move. He threw his own lightsaber out and raised his thumb to Lu Zhao.
——Again?
Lu Zhao also gave a thumbs up.
——Again!
The mecha without the lightsaber is completely without weapons. This situation rarely happens on the battlefield, but neither of them cares. These are two fighting fanatics. When they are addicted, they don't care whether it is a simulation or not. Whoever doesn't continue will be the grandson!
The researchers cried out in surprise as the two men moved their hands and feet. The assistant researcher even forgot to check the digital detector in his hand until Bai Li's mental power value began to exceed the previous fluctuation range and issued a warning. The researcher hurriedly picked it up to check.
The fluctuation of the value was close to the break point, but the two mechas on the screen had no intention of stopping. Bai Li's mecha crossed his arms over his chest and blocked Lu Zhao's punch that was attacking the cockpit. Inertia drove the two men forward.
The monitoring systems on the two mechas suddenly sounded a warning at the same time. On the side, another explosion occurred deep in the ship, and large pieces of debris flew rapidly and hit Bai Li and Lu Zhao.
Lu Zhao and Bai Li let go at the same time to avoid the debris.
At the moment when Bai Li pulled away to dodge, the connection of the simulation space was disconnected. Bai Li reacted for several seconds before realizing that it might be because of the excessive fluctuation of mental power that he was forced to interrupt the confrontation. The
simulation warehouse made a unique sound when it was opened. The warehouse above his head gradually separated, and fresh air rushed into the warehouse. Bai Li found that he was sweating all over, and his legs felt a slight unpleasant dull pain.
Bai Li did not stand up immediately, but sat in the warehouse and looked at the opposite side.
Lu Zhao had taken off his helmet and came out of the simulation warehouse, also looking at him. There seemed to be a layer of light floating in his eyes that others could not detect.
Bai Li took off his helmet, held it in his hand and said to Lu Zhao, "That's great!"
Lu Zhao walked towards Bai Li, his mind still on the image of Bai Li driving a mecha through the wreckage. He was about to say something, but when he got closer and saw Bai Li, his words changed: "What's going on?"
It was the same simulation warehouse, the same time, and Lu Zhao was the same when he went in and when he came out, but Bai Li was already sweating.
Subconsciously reaching out to wipe his hands, he didn't feel that he had a fever. Lu Zhao glanced at the sweat he wiped from Bai Li's forehead with his hand: "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Nothing," Bai Li waved his hand and threw his helmet aside, "Go to the sofa over there and take a rest."
Not far from the simulated warehouse area was a long sofa, Bai Li spread out his arms on it, and remembered to make room for Lu Zhao.
Once the two people's simulated confrontation was over, it was time for the researchers to get busy. Lu Zhao didn't understand, and Bai Li's condition was not right, so he sat down on the sofa as well.
The researchers didn't forget to talk to Bai Li and the others while they were busy.
"Major General, I finally saw it, or it was the Imperial Eagle, it was so satisfying to watch!"
"Boss, boss, you are really good! In the past, when you boasted to us that you could beat ten people alone, I was still grumbling behind our backs, but today I believe it! At least one tenth of it!" "
Well, Major General, boss, can you give me a copy of the video too... I just love watching this, the mecha is the researcher's little lover! Today, the little lover I participated in the research and development of started fighting, and I had to--" He
was pulled away by Situ's ears.
Bai Li was paralyzed on the sofa and laughed, picked up two bottles of nutrient solution from a box on the ground, and handed one bottle to Lu Zhao: "Two sips? It should be a new type, Situ put this thing in the research institute in various ways."
Lu Zhao picked it up and took a look, it was a repair type.
"Mr. Bai," an assistant researcher came over and greeted the two. "Major General Lu Zhao, the data collection is very complete, and the two of you simulated confrontation is so exciting."
Lu Zhao nodded implicitly, and Bai Li dared to flatter himself: "Isn't this recorded? I'll send it to you later. Watch it more and be moved. Remember to bring your teacher Si with you to be moved together."
The assistant researcher smiled politely: "Teacher Si said that you are different when you drive a mecha from you in real life. Let's focus on you in real life. Don't bring a fan filter and create unrealistic fantasies."
Bai Li: "..."
Good guy, he choked him to death.
Lu Zhao wanted to laugh, but seeing Bai Li's face full of "I'm cracked" expression, he held it back.
"Excuse me, Mr. Bai, do you need me to massage your legs?" the assistant researcher said as he began to roll up his sleeves.
Bai Li waved his hands and said, "It's fine today. I can do it myself."
He had rested at home for two days and it was indeed much better. He had been playing so hard today that he didn't pay attention. When adrenaline was secreted, he even forgot about the pain in his legs. He was so excited.
The assistant researcher was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Lu Zhao and nodded: "Okay. Today you have broken through 31 minutes in the simulation warehouse. After you have a good rest, you can talk to Teacher Si about your feelings about this data change."
Bai Li nodded, drank the nutrient solution in his hand, raised his hand to throw it, but remembered that there was no robot here that could play you throw and I catch with him. Just as he was about to retract his hand, Lu Zhao robbed him halfway and threw it into the waste bin beside him with his empty bottle.
"Does your leg hurt?" Lu Zhao threw it and looked back at Bai Li.
At this time, Bai Li had slowed down a little, his face looked much better, and the sweat had stopped.
Bai Li pulled a small stool over and lifted his left leg up: "A little bit, but not serious, just a little bit, just rest for a while."
He pulled his trouser legs up to his knees, revealing his calves covered with scars.
Lu Zhao understood: "Every time you came to the institute before, you did this."
"Ah," Bai Li rubbed his hands together to warm them up, and then covered his knees with his five fingers, rubbing them gently. He turned around and saw Lu Zhao still looking at him, and flirted with him, "Flower, has my image suddenly become more prominent in your heart?"
Lu Zhao ignored his nonsense, and looked at Bai Li's fingers slowly exerting force, and asked, "Do you have to do this every time?"
What he said was a bit vague, and Bai Li thought Lu Zhao was talking about massage, and nodded, "I've tried machine massage before, The effects are not very good, but it is more comfortable to use human hands, with warmth and emotion. The assistant sometimes helps to press -"
He figured out something was wrong halfway through and quickly explained: "Just press the legs! Just the legs! The assistant has warmth but no emotion! ... No, I can't feel the warmth! Generally, there is no need to press!"
Bai Li's whole body stood up straight. The assistant was an omega. Bai Li's mouth was one step faster than his brain. He blurted out a long string of explanations without thinking too much.
After he finished speaking, he was also stunned.
Why was he explaining all this? It was as if he was afraid of Lu Zhao misunderstanding him.
Young Master Bai cleared his throat: "Ah, what is that, right? I'll massage for a while. Later, we can go to Situ's vegetable garden to pick some vegetables for dinner while he is at work."
The change of subject was quite abrupt. After saying that, Bai Li slapped himself in the face. Why did you go to the vegetables instead of massaging the legs?
Well, all the experience of being a playboy and a noble has come in handy.
Bai Li pretended to massage himself, but his eyes were on Lu Zhao who was sitting next to him.
Some alphas looked normal on the surface, but were frantically thinking about how to ease the embarrassment.
Young Master Bai was feeling embarrassed when he saw Lu Zhao rubbing his hands to warm them up, imitating his movements.
Before Bai Li could react, Lu Zhao's hand, with his body temperature, covered the ugly scar on his leg.
Bai Li was completely unconscious, except for the part of his skin that Lu Zhao was touching, which felt warm, as if a nerve was beating like a pulse.
When Lu Zhao really put his hand on Bai Li's leg, he realized that he had touched Bai Li's scar.
Lu Zhao himself didn't understand what he was thinking. There seemed to be some things between him and Bai Li that he couldn't figure out. He just heard Bai Li say that human hands would feel more comfortable because they were warm, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand.
The centipede-like scar on his hand felt bumpy. Lu Zhao didn't retract his hand immediately. Instead, he imitated Bai Li and pressed it with five fingers slightly: "Like this?"
Bai Li's leg trembled.
Maybe it hurt. Lu Zhao immediately wanted to retract his hand. This place was not only a scar on Bai Li's body, but also a psychological shadow. It shouldn't be touched so casually.
Before he could retract his hand, his hand was pressed back, and the whole palm was pressed on Bai Li's leg.
Lu Zhao raised his head and met Bai Li's eyes.
Bai Li's eyes were bright, as if something was burning. He looked at Lu Zhao, his expression didn't change, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't let go."
The hand pressed on Bai Li's leg didn't struggle. Lu Zhao might have been stunned. He kept leaning forward and looked at him without blinking.
Lu Zhao's light press just now was too sudden, causing a tingling sensation. Bai Li only felt that the warmth of Lu Zhao's hand made him extremely comfortable. Few people touched this leg of his, except for the doctor and the assistant during the massage. Lu Zhao was the first one. He was
also the first one that Bai Li pressed without thinking and didn't let go.
Bai Li's ears slowly turned red, but the strength of his hand didn't diminish at all, and his lips moved slightly.
Lu Zhao heard Bai Li whisper, "Major General, my leg hurts, can you help me massage it?"
The researchers were busy, and no one knew that someone's heart was beating faster in this corner.
Lu Zhao's fingertips traced the scar on Bai Li's leg, and Bai Li trembled slightly because of his touch.
Bai Li allowed Lu Zhao to touch his scar and stroke this ugly mark.
His heart was beating like thunder.