Bai Li had never seen a child who dared to yell at him like that since he graduated from elementary school, and he was stunned for a long time.

After yelling, Si Dong surprisingly felt a lot better. He looked up and found that the battle on the virtual screen had ended. The simulation warehouse was opened, and the researchers around Lu Zhao were stunned by the yelling and looked at him blankly.

"Louder!" Situ slapped his brother on the back, "I'll give you a microphone. If there is still someone on the main star who doesn't hear your yelling tomorrow, I will beat you to death!"

Si Dong was hit, frowned and pursed his lips without saying a word.

When Situ saw his brother's aggressive look, he got angry: "Are you crazy? Come here to take an oath? If you try to make trouble again, I will tell Dad when I get home tonight, and you will see how he will deal with you!"

Bai Li hesitated for a moment and stopped Situ from beating his brother. At the same time, he handed the water to Lu Zhao who had just walked over.

"What's going on?" Lu Zhao asked as he boiled some water, and saw Situ scolding his brother, "Don't you take care of him?"

"He wanted to be a substitute, but Situ didn't agree," Bai Li laughed as he watched Situ educating Si Dong with spit flying, "It's okay, that's how his family is, Situ usually takes care of his brother."

People in the institute were used to this kind of scene, at most Situ would slap his brother twice on the back, not too hard, but if he didn't interrupt him he could nag his brother for more than half an hour in one breath.

This time, Bai Li did not give Situ the opportunity to nag for half an hour. When Situ said, "I should have severely punished you when you stood on the roof and swore an oath to the setting sun in the third and fourth grades," Bai Li carried him to the side and said, "Come on, Mr. Si, hold it in for a while, save some saliva for the meeting."

As Situ was being pushed away, he turned back and stretched his neck to yell at Si Dong, "Did you understand what I just said? Huh?"

After Bai Li carried Situ away, Si Dong sat down on the sofa with his head down.

Only Lu Zhao and Si Dong were left near the long sofa in the institute. Lu Zhao had no experience with children of this age and didn't know how to start a conversation.

"Brother Zhao, I'll just sit for a while," Si Dong stopped calling Major General Lu Zhao recently, "You do your thing."

Lu Zhao didn't have much to do either, he just came here to practice with him today, he took out a meal replacement nutritional liquid from the constant temperature cabinet next to him and gave it to him: "Want to drink it?"

"Yeah, I haven't eaten yet." Si Dong took it, twisted it open, and drank it in two or three gulps.

Lu Zhao sat down next to him, took out his personal terminal to connect to the system of the institute, and began to watch the replay of the previous battle.

The video of the battle with the substitute was not interesting, Lu Zhao watched it for a while and then changed to something else.

As soon as he switched to the replay of his previous fight with Bai Li, he felt that Si Dong next to him had passed by and stretched his head to look over here.

Lu Zhao wanted to laugh. This boy really didn't look like Situ's younger brother, but more like Bai Li's younger brother.

He enlarged the virtual screen and let Si Dong watch it together.

"Very handsome," Si Dong said sullenly while watching, "I want to open one too."

Lu Zhao: "I'll give you a simulated warehouse."

"I want to be a substitute," Si Dong said, "but my brother won't let me."

Lu Zhao looked at him.

"They said I was young and mentally unstable, and couldn't support this model," Si Dong hung his head dejectedly, "This competition is very important to Brother Li, and it requires a driver with rich practical experience. I'm just a student and don't have much experience."

Lu Zhao didn't know what to say. He had never interacted with confused teenagers, so he could only say "Oh": "Indeed."

"..." Si Dong hung his head even lower, "Brother Zhao, it's okay if you don't comfort me, and you don't have to agree so bluntly."

Lu Zhao smiled.

Mainly, what Situ said was right. This kind of competition was not an internal competition of the military academy. Si Dong's usual training targets were all students. If he really participated in this kind of recruitment competition, the opponents he would meet would either be old hands like Bai Li who had worked hard in the military, or powerful characters who retired from the private security team.

Under pressure, not everyone can drive a mecha well.

"Actually, I don't mean to make trouble. I just..." Si Dong sat on the sofa, frowned, and thought about it with his hands on his pants, "I just feel aggrieved."

Lu Zhao didn't say anything, and Si Dong told him all the trivial things that happened to him and his roommate in the military academy.

After saying that, he felt that he was a bit pretentious, touched his nose, leaned on the sofa and said: "I also know that it is useless to argue with him about this, but I just can't get the energy. It doesn't matter if others think we are not good enough, we ourselves think we are not good enough..."

Lu Zhao nodded after listening and continued to watch the video.

Si Dong didn't get a response from him, and was stunned for several seconds before he straightened up and whispered: "Brother Zhao, do you find me annoying? My brother finds me annoying."

"No." Lu Zhao really didn't think so. He listened to Si Dong's chattering, and felt like he was listening to Bai Li, who was not so bad, chattering. It was quite interesting.

"Then why are you..." Si Dong was embarrassed, "Why don't you say something?"

Lu Zhao didn't understand, and when he saw Si Dong's confused and eager eyes, he understood what Si Dong meant: "You asked me what I think about this matter?"

Si Dong nodded: "You must have encountered this kind of thing before... In the past, on the Star Network, in those comments..." He didn't finish, but both of them knew what he meant.

"I don't read these news and comments," Lu Zhao said frankly, "It's a waste of time."

These words choked Si Dong, and he felt that the gap between him and Lu Zhao had widened a little bit, and he felt more frustrated and admired him.

"That's okay. I just don't understand something and don't know what to do, so I'm asking," Si Dong shrunk back on the sofa, "I didn't have anyone to ask these questions before."

His brother is a hot-tempered otaku who is devoted to research. He is the only one in his circle who was admitted to the military academy to study mecha combat. There are really not many people he can talk to about these things. Only Bai Li is a little better. Brother Li is really one of the few attentive people in Si Dong's life, but he is also an alpha after all, so Si Dong is not likely to talk to him about these things.

Lu Zhao side-glanced at Si Dong. The child looked listless and had the decadent temperament unique to young people in a period of confusion.

This kind of temperament is probably something that Lu Zhao and Bai Li will never find in their lifetime. Neither of them has much time to worry about these things.

But Lu Zhao didn't think Si Dong's worries were childish. He liked Si Dong the way he was. He was a good kid who had received a good education, was positive, courageous and determined. Lu Zhao always liked this kind of kid.

"Is there no place to ask these questions?" Lu Zhao finally spoke.

"Well, my brother is like that. He gets impatient before I finish asking him a question," Si Dong said. "My dad follows my father around the world to do business and has no time to take care of me."

Lu Zhao nodded and asked again, "Does your family support you to go to the military academy?"

"Not bad," Si Dong rarely talked to Lu Zhao so much, and sat up straight and said, "My father was not very happy at the time, but he didn't say anything when I really passed the exam. My father was very supportive, and my brother was afraid that I would be bullied. Later, he found out that I bullied others more, so he didn't care." He

said the second half of the sentence quite proudly.

Si Dong hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Brother Zhao, your family..."

"They all passed away." Lu Zhao said, "No one takes care of me." After a second, he said, "Bai Li supports."

He only had two family members before, his parents, and now he has one more.

"Ah, sorry..." Si Dong opened his mouth, "That's great." He quickly explained, "I mean you and Brother Li are really good."

Si Dong was afraid that Lu Zhao would misunderstand: "Really, there are not many Omegas who don't worry about their partner's attitude after marriage."

"Well," Lu Zhao also understood, "Not everyone is Bai Li."

Si Dong nodded.

"Not everyone has the same living environment as me and you." Lu Zhao said again, he switched to the next battle video, "Don't force them too much."

Si Dong sat on the sofa in a daze. He was very close to Lu Zhao. Lu Zhao's voice was very calm, and he calmed down as well.

The differences between people are sometimes reflected in their growth environment.

Some people are bathed in sunshine and have never seen darkness, so they are innocent and harmless all their lives.

Some people live in a quagmire, smelling the stench of decay all their lives, with their mouths filled with mud. Even if they struggle to climb out, it will take a long time to wash away the stains.

This does not mean that people are determined to be good or bad or noble because of their birth, but that the environment in which they grow up will affect some of their concepts.

Some people see a flower and feel beautiful and happy. Some people see a flower and think that it will eventually wither.

It is a torture to make a happy person face pain, and it is also a torture to force a pessimistic person to be optimistic.

You can't change the ideas of many people, and you don't have much ability to change the status quo. In fact, there are very few things you can do because you are a small character.

"Then what should I do," Si Dong huddled on the sofa, leaning a little closer to Lu Zhao, and asked in a low voice, "How can I help him, how can I prove myself." After a pause, he added, "How can I change the status quo a little bit."

"I don't know," Lu Zhao said lightly, "It's difficult, I haven't thought about it."

He really didn't think about it, he didn't have time to think about it.

Si Dong looked at him: "But I think you did a good job."

Lu Zhao said calmly: "I didn't think about anything else, just kept moving forward."

I don't know if it was the admiration psychology at work, Si Dong felt that when these words came out of Lu Zhao's mouth, he could really hear his blood boiling.

"Someone has considered it," Lu Zhao said again, "He did a good job."

Situ was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask, he felt someone rub his head.

"Why don't you run away quickly," Bai Li laughed as he stood behind the sofa, "Your brother will be downstairs soon. He just told me that he wants to teach you a lesson."

Si Dong said indignantly, "I just want to be a substitute."

"You keep thinking about it," Bai Li said, "but don't say it out loud."

Lu Zhao laughed.

Si Dong couldn't stand Bai Li, so he grabbed his hair and said nothing.

"How about this," Bai Li said, "You can take some time to come over these few days. If there is any free time in the simulation warehouse, you can go up. The substitute is pretty good. You can practice with him for a few times. If you can beat him, I will talk to your brother."

Si Dong stood up and ran towards the simulation warehouse.

"Do you think he can do it?" Lu Zhao looked up at Bai Li, "Your substitute is okay."

Bai Li smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I am here, so it's not your turn to be a substitute."

This was very arrogant, but Lu Zhao did not refute it.

In terms of mecha, Lu Zhao has never refuted Bai Li.

As he was talking, Si Dong came back again: "By the way, there is one more thing. I have a senior who wants to interview you."

"Interview me?" Bai Li was stunned.

"Well, he's from the news and publicity department of our college. He said he contacted you, but you didn't reply, so he asked me to ask," Si Dong explained, "He's okay. He writes news articles for the school magazine very well, unlike some idiots who write nonsense."

Si Dong has been following Bai Li and Situ since he was a child. He has some of Bai Li's arrogance and Situ's stubbornness. He calls everyone he doesn't like "idiots". He has been educated several times but he hasn't changed.

"Ah..." Bai Li paused for a few seconds, "Let's talk about it later."

Lu Zhao glanced at him and didn't answer.

"Okay, I'll go talk to him," Si Dong was quite obedient and nodded, but still hesitated and said, "Brother Li, I think you can talk to him. If you don't explain, people outside can say whatever they want."

Before Bai Li could answer, Si Dong said, "I know, you should speak the truth, but I think you can also speak with your mouth occasionally."

"I'll say bad things about you to your brother with my mouth in a moment," Bai Li said.

Si Dong ran away.

"It's tiring," Bai Li walked around and sat on the sofa, taking a sip of the water that Lu Zhao had drunk, "Talking to a child of this age is the most tiring."

Lu Zhao looked at him: "You don't plan to accept the interview."

"I haven't thought about it," Bai Li scratched his neck, sighed, and leaned on Lu Zhao to watch the video playback with him, "I can imagine what the interview will ask, but I can't answer it. I have been focusing on this mecha for so many years, and I haven't thought about how to tell others about this mecha."

In fact, it's not that he can't say it, it may be that there are too many things he wants to say and he doesn't know where to start.

He is like he has been mute for many years. When he is mute, he wants to sing, curse, and even recite something passionately. But when his throat was healed, a group of people surrounded him and asked him to say something, but he found that his mind was blank and he couldn't think of what to say first.

Lu Zhao didn't persuade him, but just said, "I know."

It felt good to be understood without having to say everything. Bai Li half-closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling. Lu Zhao called up the video of the previous battle with the substitute, and the two discussed it for a while.

"I find that you are more suitable than Situ to educate his brother," Bai Li said, "You have the ability to teach and educate people."

Lu Zhao reacted for a few seconds: "What do you mean by educating people?"

"Just now," Bai Li patted the sofa, "Si Dong was sitting here, asking questions like a stupid dog."

Lu Zhao understood: "You heard it all."

"I put Situ aside and came back," Bai Li said righteously, "but I don't know how to deal with the troubles of teenagers in their confused period, so I decided to let the teenagers' idols solve the problems for me."

The teenagers' idol, Major General Lu, was helpless: "I didn't educate him."

"Very good," Bai Li said, "better than Situ and I combined."

Lu Zhao shook his head.

Bai Li leaned against him and said, "Really, you are more like a brother than the two of us."

"You don't have to say it," Lu Zhao said, "You have been doing it, he understands."

Bai Li held Lu Zhao's hand and squeezed it: "That's right, after all, I am also a brother."

"Yeah," Lu Zhao smiled, "Brother Li."

For a moment, Bai Li's nerves twitched very subtly.

He still leaned against Lu Zhao and whispered, "Ah, I didn't hear it clearly, say it again."

Lu Zhao was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he was a little amused.

"Hurry up." Bai Li urged with red ears.

"Is it interesting." Lu Zhao was helpless.

"How many times have I called you brother," Bai Li looked at him, "Do you think it's interesting?"

Lu Zhao really didn't understand what kind of crap was in Bai Li's head, he pretended not to hear it and continued to watch the video.

When Bai Li felt that there was really no hope, he gave up and lay down on the sofa with his eyes closed, ready to take a nap. He heard Lu Zhao whisper in his ear: "Li Li."

Bai Li turned his head to the other side.

Lu Zhao laughed and said, "Brother Li."

Bai Li quickly turned his head back and answered with his eyes closed: "Brother Li, take a nap. When I wake up, I will drive the mecha to do something big."

On the day of the Imperial Academy's recruitment competition, the attention of the military academy and major military groups reached an unprecedented peak.

The opening ceremony is a tradition of the recruitment competition over the years. At this opening ceremony, all drivers will gather at the main venue to show their mechas to the judges, the military academy and the major military groups.

The huge main stadium can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, but because the competition is targeted at a certain group and the number of votes is small, the audience seats are not full. Instead, there are suspended live broadcast robots suspended outside the stadium.

Thousands of suspended robots shuttled over the stadium, and the bright lights of the cameras filled the vast space, blending into the virtual universe and stars, becoming a flowing star cluster.

Behind these suspended robots are screens and countless spectators.

Among these countless spectators, there are residents of different genders and different affiliated stars, students and military personnel, experienced warriors, and growing chicks. There are frontline officers, garrison troops, and soldiers in the logistics department.

The discussion on the mecha forum has been non-stop. Although the opening ceremony has not yet begun, the photos of drivers from various research institutes participating in the competition taken outside the main stadium are enough to make people amazed.

This year's recruitment competition has gathered talents and stars.

"Give me another bottle of water," Situ stood at the backstage of the stadium, sweating nervously, "Why am I so thirsty!"

"It's useless to drink eight more bottles," Yang Han stuttered nervously, "Be careful when you go to the toilet later."

Several venues were divided at the backstage of the stadium for the technical personnel and drivers of the research institutes to rest and adjust.

The technicians didn't need to go on stage. They were only responsible for adjusting the data and the simulated warehouse. But Situ was still very nervous. He took a bottle of water and squeezed it for a long time but couldn't squeeze it open.

A hand reached out and squeezed it for him.

"Drink," Bai Li said, "Drink a few more sips for me. I feel choked when I see you."

Situ took the water and punched Bai Li: "Aren't you nervous at all?"

"Small scene," Bai Li teased Liu Haier, "My face can withstand being photographed from any angle."

Several researchers smiled, but they were still nervous and rubbing their hands and stamping their feet.

It was just a formal opening ceremony, but I don't know why everyone was so nervous.

They really came to this main venue.

Jiang Hao brought Han Miao and Chen Nan to the backstage as well. They would be sitting in the audience seats later, so they came to the backstage to check out the situation.

Bai Li chatted with them briefly and walked to the door leading to the stadium from the backstage.

Lu Zhao had his back to him, with his arms folded, looking at the long dark corridor outside the door. At the end of the corridor was the stadium with star-like lights flashing, but from here, there was only a small gap.

This gap was where Bai Li was about to go.

"Flowers," Bai Li walked over and put his arm around Lu Zhao's shoulders, "You look very handsome today."

Lu Zhao was wearing a military dress uniform today, which was the outfit he would wear on all important occasions.

Although he had seen it on the cruise ship, Bai Li still couldn't see enough.

Lu Zhao came back to his senses and glanced at Bai Li: "You are very nervous."

"Shh," Bai Li whispered, "Don't let them hear it."

Lu Zhao pulled Bai Li's hand off his shoulder and held it in his hand.

Wrapped in Lu Zhao's palm, Bai Li felt that his slightly trembling fingers finally calmed down a little.

They stood at the door, looking at the gap filled with light at the end of the corridor.

"I will go there in a while," Bai Li said, "I will stand in the center of the light, and the mecha I will drive will be on the virtual screen."

"Well, I will be in the audience." Lu Zhao said, "Watching you and your mecha."

Bai Li's trembling stopped.

He didn't care about the eyes of others in the backstage, turned his head and kissed Lu Zhao's lips.

With a loud roar, a virtual first-generation mecha of the Empire swooped down from the sky above the main arena, crashed into the platform of the main arena amid the exclamations of the audience, and turned into specks of starlight, which scattered in all directions.

The gentle voice of the robot rang out: "Under the guidance of the first-generation mecha, the new mecha will ignite a few more stars for the Empire--" "

--This is the opening ceremony of the Imperial Research Institute Mecha Recruitment Competition!"

The first driver walked to the arena from his assigned companions. The moment he stepped into the arena, the mecha he was driving appeared beside him in a virtual projection mode, moving forward with his footsteps and walking across the arena.

Exclamations erupted from the audience, and the suspended robots passed by like meteors.

Lu Zhao reached out and smoothed a wrinkle on Bai Li's shoulder.

"See you later." Bai Li smiled, "Major General Lu."

Lu Zhao nodded, "See you later, Major General Bai."

All the audience in the backstage were asked to leave and go to their seats to watch the opening ceremony.

Bai Li stood in front of the door, looking at the dark corridor.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time," Situ walked to his side and stood, "I know you've been waiting even longer."

Bai Li was pushed by him.

"Take our mecha," Situ waved his fist, "Fuck him!"

Yang Han and several researchers waved their fists and roared.

Bai Li straightened the collar of his suit and smiled: "Major General Bai will take you flying this time."

He turned his head, took a deep breath, and walked into the dark corridor.

He moved forward in this darkness. He

has been moving forward for many years.

On the huge arena, virtual mechas and their drivers walked by, and the artificial intelligence was broadcasting their respective models and driver names.

Bai Li stepped into the arena, looked sideways, and the huge dark blue mecha appeared beside him.

Stardust drifted away from his every step forward, and his mecha moved forward with him.

Bai Li suddenly wanted to shout, he heard the applause, he felt the lights.

This is his arena, his battlefield.

Lu Zhao was watching him outside the arena.

"Model white01, developed by Bai's Research Institute," the voice of the artificial intelligence was clear, "Driver, Bai Li."