Yan Hao was restless all night, and the next morning he rushed to the tenth floor with the pass given by Mr. Pang, intending to make up for the bow he missed yesterday, but in the end he came to nothing. Mr. Pang was busy and was not in the laboratory.
When Professor Qin found out about this, he was so amused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No wonder the boy's reaction yesterday was so calm, as if he didn't recognize him. But it's not Yan Hao's fault. Old Pang doesn't like to show off. He has almost no TV interviews. His reputation is only in the mecha circle, but many people have only heard of his name but never seen him in person. Yan Hao is a freshman, so it's not surprising that he didn't recognize Old Pang.
Professor Qin had no choice but to comfort Yan Hao again, saying that since Master Pang had accepted him as his disciple, he would not regret it, and asked him to go back with peace of mind. Studying hard, researching seriously, and becoming an excellent mecha master as soon as possible was what Master Pang liked most.
After coming down from the tenth floor, Yan Hao planned to visit his laboratory. His laboratory was on the other side of the laboratory building. He needed to go out from the door on the elevator side, cross a long corridor, and go to the other side of the laboratory building.
Yan Hao walked towards the laboratory while looking down at his computer. He sent a message to Sheng Heng in the morning, asking him when he would arrive at school, but there was no reply until now.
Could it be that he hasn't gotten off the spaceship yet?
Yan Hao was thinking when suddenly a call came from a distance.
"Junior brother Yan Hao."
Yan Hao looked up suddenly and saw two familiar figures not far ahead, one fat and one thin, they were Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng who had not been seen for a holiday. It was Cheng Wenkang who called him, and Sheng Heng stood beside Cheng Wenkang, holding a box in his hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Senior Cheng, Senior Sheng." Yan Hao ran over to greet them, "I was just wondering when you would come back."
"Sorry, I'm two days later than the scheduled time." Sheng Heng said hello to Yan Hao before coming back. He should have come back two days earlier, but was delayed by something.
"In order to buy this mecha core for you, the boss took a lot of effort." Cheng Wenkang explained, "The military officials were unwilling to give it to you at first, but the boss asked for it..."
"Fatty." Sheng Heng glared at him.
"What?"
"It's nothing. This is the core of a mecha made of wind and thunder stone. Do you want to see it?" Sheng Heng put the box in front of him.
"Yeah." Yan Hao just felt that he was so lucky these two days. First, he saw the seventh-level mecha, and then he saw the ninth-level mecha. Then he was accepted as a disciple by Master Pang, and now he can touch the core of the mecha made of wind and thunder stone with his own hands.
"Go to your laboratory." Sheng Heng said.
"Okay." The three of them walked towards the laboratory together. As soon as they entered, Yan Hao couldn't wait to take the box from Sheng Heng's hand, opened it, and stared at the sky-blue mecha core inside with his eyes wide open.
Sheng Heng couldn't help laughing when he saw his obsessed look. When he had seen enough, he pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "I received your message when I got off the spaceship. I thought you missed me after not seeing me for a holiday. Now it seems that you only think about this mecha core."
"No, no, I miss you, senior." Yan Hao said quickly.
Sheng Heng's eyes sparkled: "Really?"
"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded. In order to express his longing more sincerely, he walked directly to Sheng Heng. In the other's surprised gaze, he put his arms around Sheng Heng's waist and hugged him tightly.
"!!!" Cheng Wenkang.
"You...what are you doing?" Sheng Heng's body was stiff, and his mind was a little stuck.
"He Shao said that the tighter you hug, the more he misses you." Yan Hao said this, as if he was afraid that Sheng Heng couldn't feel his longing, and he hugged Sheng Heng's waist tightly again.
He originally wanted to hug his shoulders like He Shaolou did, but Sheng Heng was a head taller than him, so it was too difficult to hug his shoulders, so he just hugged his waist instead.
"So that's how it is. I thought..." Sheng Heng looked disappointed. Yes, this is normal. Even if the junior brother wants to become wise, he probably won't be this enthusiastic.
Yan Hao felt that he had hugged her enough, so he let go of her hand: "I also prepared a gift for you, you will definitely like it."
"There are gifts?" Sheng Heng was a little surprised.
No matter what the gift was, Yan Hao was very happy just by the thoughtfulness of the gift.
Yan Hao was about to speak when Cheng Wenkang beside him suddenly coughed with a sly smile: "Hey, little brother, you and I haven't seen each other for a holiday, so do you miss me?"
"A little bit." Yan Hao answered truthfully. Compared to He Shao and Sheng Heng, Yan Hao didn't miss Cheng Wenkang as much, but he would still think of him occasionally.
"Just a little?!" Cheng Wenkang felt like he was bringing shame upon himself.
"Pfft~" Sheng Heng laughed without giving any face.
Cheng Wenkang already felt humiliated, and when he saw Sheng Heng still mocking him, he suddenly didn't want to be a human being anymore. He raised his eyebrows, opened his arms, and raised his chin towards Yan Hao: "Then junior brother, please express your little bit of missing."
Yan Hao smiled, turned around and was about to give Cheng Wenkang a hug of longing. Seeing this, Sheng Heng's face turned cold and he kicked Cheng Wenkang hard in the leg. Cheng Wenkang screamed and squatted down.
Yan Hao hugged nothing and asked worriedly, "Senior Cheng, what's wrong with you?"
"He's been sitting on the spaceship for too long and his legs are cramping." Sheng Heng said, and at the same time, he glared at him, "His legs are cramping, why don't you go back to the dormitory and rest."
"Then Senior Cheng, you should go back and have a rest, or soak in the potion to treat your hand injury. It will take effect in five minutes." Yan Hao also said.
"Okay, I'll go back now... and flirt with the little cutie." After saying that, Cheng Wenkang ran out like the wind, not giving Sheng Heng a chance to kick him a second time.
"Senior Cheng can still run so fast, it seems that the cramps are not serious." Yan Hao said.
"Don't worry about him. You just said you had a gift for me. What is it?" Sheng Heng asked.
"Senior, do you still remember asking me about the issue of mecha mimicry driving during the holidays?" Yan Hao asked.
"Remember, I asked you at that time when the mecha's simulated driving could be realized."
"Then do you still remember my answer?" Yan Hao deliberately kept it a secret, but the excitement in his eyes could hardly be hidden.
"You said that the future mimicry system may still take a long time to research, but the mimicry driving of the fifth-level mecha is not difficult, and it may be developed in a year." At that time, he was at a crossroads in his life. He chose to trade "God of War" for a pair of healthy hands, or keep "God of War" and wait for technological progress. It was Yan Hao's answer that gave him the courage to choose. So Sheng Heng remembered this answer very clearly.
"This is the gift I give you." Yan Hao announced loudly.
"!" Sheng Heng took a moment to react, looked at the mecha core on the table, and then looked at Yan Hao who was looking excited. He guessed something in his mind, but he couldn't believe it. "You mean... you... you figured it out?"
"It's theoretically feasible, but we need to modify it to see if it will work. So can you leave the Black Soul here for the next two days? I'll help you modify it." Yan Hao said, "Don't worry, even if my theory doesn't work, I won't damage the Black Soul."
"You really..." Sheng Heng wanted to confirm it again, but when he met Yan Hao's bright eyes, he suddenly believed it.
Yes, there is no doubt about it. With Yan Hao's character, he would never say it if he was not very sure about it.
"Okay." Sheng Heng did not ask any more questions or doubts. He raised his hand and released the black soul from the space button.
When Yan Hao saw Black Soul, he rushed over holding the mecha core, looking as if he couldn't wait to take action.
"Is this mecha core also used for modifying the Dark Soul?" Sheng Heng saw it.
"Well, the mecha core made of wind and thunder stone can speed up the mimicry reaction." Yan Hao said.
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
"If you tell the senior, there will be no surprise." Yan Hao said.
"When did you start preparing this surprise?" Sheng Heng asked.
"When the senior went back home on vacation," Yan Hao said, "I thought at that time that if we could develop a mimic driving system, the senior would not get his hands injured when driving a mecha in the future."
So, you stayed in the lab for the entire summer, researching day and night, just for me?
"Xiaohao." Sheng Heng held Yan Hao's hand.
"Hmm?" Yan Hao looked up in confusion.
"Is there anything...how can I help?" Sheng Heng had a thousand words of thanks in his heart, but such a thoughtfulness and such a great gift could not be expressed with just a few words of thanks.
"After I finish the modification, come and test drive it, senior." Yan Hao said.
"Okay." Sheng Heng smiled, and suddenly his hand tightened, pulling Yan Hao's arm into his arms and hugging him tightly.
"Senior?" Yan Hao moved uncomfortably.
"It's okay. I miss you a little after not seeing you for two months." Sheng Heng let go of her hand.
"I can feel that you miss me, senior. You just got off the spaceship, so go back and have a rest. I also need to quickly modify the Dark Soul, and try to finish it before school starts." Yan Hao said.
"Okay." Sheng Heng also knew that if he stayed here any longer, he would be working for the big boss Yan Hao.
After leaving the laboratory, Sheng Heng looked at the tightly closed door and silently added what he had not said just now: "My longing for you is not just this."
In the dormitory, Cheng Wenkang was actually soaking his feet in herbs. When he saw Sheng Heng coming in, he immediately cried out in a pitiful manner: "Boss, that kick you gave me just now was really hard. Look, look, it's all blue."
Sheng Heng was in a good mood and had no intention of settling the score with Cheng Wenkang again. He just glanced at him indifferently.
"By the way, what gift did your junior give you?" Cheng Wenkang asked curiously.
"You'll know in two days." Sheng Heng didn't say.
“It’s still a secret.”
As they were talking, their portable computers rang at the same time. Cheng Wenkang clicked on it and took a look. His expression changed immediately. This was a message sent by the class teacher, informing all students that they would go to the No. 3 Deserted Planet for a seven-day practical course after school started.
"Boss, how about we talk to our class teacher?" Sheng Heng's hands were not able to operate the mecha for a long time. The field combat lasted for seven days, and Sheng Heng's hands simply couldn't hold on.
"No, I'll go." Sheng Heng said.
"Boss, when you took the mecha pilot exam, you promised your aunt that you would never force yourself." Cheng Wenkang said anxiously.
"Fatty, let's go." Sheng Heng didn't show any stubbornness on his face, but instead had a confident smile on his face.
This confidence is for myself and even more for Yan Hao.
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