Chapter 67

Xie Ruheng lay in the deserted wilderness, holding a piece of mecha debris in his palm, and he looked quietly into the starry night sky.

Everyone is afraid of death. Perhaps it was because he had been injecting fake drugs for many years that he knew his death date early on. So when the day really came, he didn't have much fear in his heart, but more regret.

It was a pity that I didn’t see the light at the end of the long night. I didn’t see the military lift the restrictions on omegas joining the army, many schools open to omegas, and the research institute announce the start of research on artificial uterus…

The most regrettable thing is that he did not see Tang Bai shine in this new era.

Thinking of Tang Bai, a little light suddenly appeared in the dim phoenix eyes.

Life quickly ebbs away in this overdrawn body. Memories of the past flash through his mind like a revolving lantern. In the black and white memory, Tang Bai is the only color.

He saw their first meeting.

It was the noisy and bustling cafeteria of the Federal Military Academy. He sat diagonally behind Tang Bai, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted to Tang Bai.

The aristocratic little omega was like a proud and dignified little kitten. When he held his own gem in his hands, he was sly with his mouth and his eyes were full of cunning.

The sunlight penetrated the clear glass and embraced him, coating his flying hair with a layer of gold.

The first time he saw Tang Bai, he felt that this was a well-protected omega, with a bright and innocent delicacy, like a rose in a garden watered with love.

He saw Gu Tunan refuse Tang Bai's lunch box, and Tang Bai shrugged, picked up his backpack and left.

Everyone in the cafeteria was watching the omega's departure quietly, as if the whole world was making way for him.

When Gu Tunan came back and found Tang Bai had left, he frowned, ate a few bites of the food in the cafeteria, and got up to leave.

Only the little rabbit lunch box fell alone on the table, casting a shadow.

Xie Ruheng was born in a slum and has an obsession with food that is unimaginable to ordinary people. He cannot stand waste.

Somehow, he took the lunch box.

He opened the bento and saw roasted pork, broccoli, shrimp, and a heart-shaped poached egg on top of the rice.

Very cute.

Xie Ruheng picked up the lunch box and sniffed it; it smelled very good.

He sat on the pavilion, watching the fish swimming in the water, and ate his lunch box carefully, bite by bite.

A beautiful, coquettish, eloquent, and deliciously cooking aristocratic omega; this was his first impression of Tang Bai.

That night he had a dream. In the dream, his mother was not dead. She cooked for him every day. The meals were delicious and smelled fragrant.

He grew up according to his parents' expectations. When he grew up, he worked as a servant in a noble family. On the first day, he cooked for his master, and he made a fried egg. But when he brought it to the table, he heard his master's soft and picky voice: "Oh, I like fried eggs in the shape of a heart."

He raised his head and saw a silver fork placed on his lips. The young nobleman was biting the fork with a slightly distressed look on his face.

It was a nonsensical dream. In the dream, Tang Bai always had so many demands, but he was not angry at all. Even when he was dressing Tang Bai, he felt the joy of dressing up a doll.

The second time I saw Tang Bai was at the cheerleading performance at the entrance ceremony.

Cheers came one after another from the formations of various departments. He looked and saw Tang Bai carrying a basket full of rose petals, wearing the pure white uniform of the Etiquette Academy, walking at the front of the team, with his head held high and his manners elegant.

The sunlight shines through the clouds and falls on the boy, making him as dazzling as a glowing object.

How could there be a boy whose eyebrows and eyes look like a cat when he smiles?

He saw those beautiful hands grab a handful of rose petals and sprinkle the rich red fragrance in the air!

Xie Ruheng stretched out his hand and caught a petal.

When he returned to the dormitory at night, he tucked the petal between the pages of a book and listened silently to his roommates discussing Tang Bai.

"I heard that Tang Bai picked up rose petals one by one from his own garden. He also collected the dew on the petals in the morning to make rose cakes..."

"I'm so jealous of Gu Tunan for having such a beautiful fiancée."

"But Gu Tunan doesn't like Tang Bai. I know a friend who works at the security office. He often sees Gu Tunan and Tang Bai being late for dates, leaving Tang Bai waiting for a long time."

"No way, if this was my fiancée, I would definitely spoil her to the heavens..."

Xie Ruheng turned over and lay on the bed to read the rose petal between the pages of the book. The page just happened to have the following words written on it:

"I can see her. She is not an ordinary rose. She is the only rose in the universe."

The third time he saw Tang Bai was in the library of the Federal Military Academy. He saw Tang Bai standing in front of the bookshelf holding a book, reading "Principles and Structures of Mechanics" very seriously. The rows of bookshelves divided the sunlight coming in, making the light and shadow in this corner ambiguous and quiet.

He subconsciously held his breath. The only sound around him was the sound of pages turning. Tang Bai closed the book and raised her eyes to meet his.

The amber eyes were full of smiles, like a pool of clear water. "Classmate, can you help me get the Energy Vibration book at the top of the bookshelf?"

This was the first sentence Tang Bai said to him.

He helped Tang Bai get the book, and Tang Bai smiled and said thank you to him. When Tang Bai smiled, he had two dimples, which was very cute.

He stood in front of the window, looking at Tang Bai, who was holding a stack of books and skipping along the way. He did not look at all dignified and graceful as he did during the entrance ceremony.

That night, he had another dream.

He dreamed that Tang Bai asked him to help get a book. When Tang Bai said thank you, he did not remain silent, but asked Tang Bai why he wanted to get the book on mechanics.

Then they opened the topic, and he and Tang Bai walked out of the library together. Tang Bai talked and laughed with him all the way...

Wake up from the dream, it's a new day.

He told himself that if he saw Tang Bai again next time, he would definitely say a few more words to Tang Bai.

Why are you so persistent in talking to Yu and Tang Bai?

He didn't know at that time.

He only knew that he didn't meet Tang Bai again for a period of time afterwards.

The Etiquette College and the Federal Military Academy were very close, just one street away. Every day when he walked past that street, he would wonder if he could run into Tang Bai by chance.

But it never happened.

He put aside his inexplicable expectations and threw himself into the election for the chief position. The etiquette exam was the part he was least sure about. He spent the whole day reading etiquette books and watching teaching videos. He read a lot, but there were even more parts he had not seen.

Sometimes he would forget to eat because of preparing for exams. When he was so hungry that his stomach started to feel uncomfortable, he would unconsciously think of the lunch box that Tang Bai made that day.

I heard that Tang Bai is from the culinary department.

He turned a page of the book and suddenly became distracted for a moment.

If he didn't hide his identity, if he also studied at the Etiquette Academy, would he see Tang Bai every day?

There are all kinds of unrealistic ideas in my mind.

The professional course examination accounts for a large proportion of the chief examination, and one of the tests requires students to prepare their own mecha.

Of course, the stronger the mecha, the better. For example, Gu Tunan asked a mecha manufacturing master to tailor a high-end mecha for him. Even his roommate who came from a civilian family used his connections to find a second-level mecha maker to design a mecha blueprint.

This made him a little anxious.

In fact, he also has an advanced mecha called "Long Night", but it is a special mecha for the underground arena "Rat". If he uses that mecha, his identity will be exposed.

The identity of an underground arena competitor is not acceptable and will not be conducive to the election of the chief.

By chance, he learned of the existence of the "Mechanical Coffin". He went to the black market to buy an account, hoping to see if he could find suitable mecha drawings on the Mechanical Coffin.

After looking around for a long time, he didn't find any mecha blueprints better than "Long Night". With the idea of ​​giving it a try, he chose to post in the internal communication forum of Mechanical Coffin, looking for a mecha with a very high degree of freedom in the free operation mode.

A mecha builder contacted him.

The mecha maker used neural link technology in the free operation mode, which made him very excited, but at the same time, the mecha design drawings were too expensive for him to afford.

He tried to bargain with the mecha maker, but the maker said arrogantly, "If I wasn't worried that such an excellent work would never be released in my lifetime, I wouldn't even want to sell it to you at this price."

For a moment, he actually heard a hint of coquettishness in these words? He must have been hallucinating the rabbit shape...

Xie Ruheng replied: "The price is indeed beyond my budget. If we make a real thing according to this drawing, the production cost will be much higher than that of a mecha of the same level. Can you delete some parts? For example, the auxiliary mode of the mecha can be completely abandoned. And there are some places where it is actually unnecessary to use high-grade materials. For example, the rabbit shape you designed, the rabbit tail is useless except for beauty..."

The other party: "You can't abandon the mecha auxiliary mode, and you can't remove the bunny tail. It won't be so cute if you remove it."

Xie Ruheng fell silent.

He just wants to buy a mecha, why does he care whether the mecha is cute or not? Will its cuteness affect his ability to drive the mecha to beat people up?

He tried to change the mecha maker's mind. He told him that the most important thing about a mecha is its performance rather than its appearance. Most of the mechas in underground arenas are plain and simple, and they just need to be able to fight.

The seller was like a curious baby, asking him about the existence of underground arenas and black markets, but in the end he still insisted: "My original intention in designing this was to create a cute mecha that can be used by omegas. The mecha auxiliary mode cannot be abandoned, and the cute bunny appearance cannot be abandoned. Sorry."

A mecha that can be used by omegas?

He was stunned.

It turns out that the mecha assist mode is designed to allow most omegas to drive mechas, so is the rabbit appearance also a challenge to the stereotype of mechas?

"Is this your weapon concept? Among all the weapons created for battle, only you designed them from the perspective of all human beings, regardless of gender or sexual characteristics. You are the first designer in interstellar history to link omega with mecha, and you deserve respect. Perhaps I will be lucky enough to witness the birth of a mecha design that is worthy of being recorded in history. Your concept will definitely bring about a huge change in interstellar mecha manufacturing, a milestone change."

The person on the other side was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Even if you flatter me, I won't waver! At most I'll give you a 10% discount!"

Rainbow fart?

Xie Ruheng said seriously: "I am not flattering you, you deserve such an evaluation. I believe that only the most philanthropic people can design such a mecha. You are setting a new example for the interstellar civilization world."

"Okay, okay, okay, can I give you a 20% discount?"

"Stop bragging, stop bragging. If I continue to discount, I will really lose money and have a big sale."

"Oh, that's not right. I gave you such a big discount, you should praise me a little more, otherwise I will suffer a great loss."

......

In this way, he got to know this eccentric mecha maker. They had a lot in common and could talk all night long. He also saw other works of this mecha maker, such as an energy gun in the shape of a sunflower.

Although the other party did not reveal any personal information, he guessed that the other party should be an aristocratic omega.

Maybe no one will believe this guess. How can an omega be a mecha maker?

But he believed.

Because he is an omega, he is an omega mecha pilot, and he believes in the abilities of omegas.

The other party did not mention gender on his own initiative, and he did not ask deliberately. He regarded this mecha maker as a good friend.

When he met Tang Bai for the fourth time, he actually didn't recognize Tang Bai at first.

He had just come down from the ring that day, with the human/skin mask on his face, and was walking alone in an alley when he saw someone stealthily following a man in a dark blue cloak.

The man looked like a fat sheep. His clothes were made of good material and his shoes were clean. He was also very unfamiliar with the slums and looked around every few steps.

Xie Ruheng didn't like to meddle in other people's business, so he glanced at him indifferently and was about to look away when he suddenly saw the man take a few steps and jump over a puddle.

Feeling familiar for no reason.

When the attacker raised the energy gun, a light seemed to flash in Xie Ruheng's mind. The figure in front of him and the back he saw in the library that day completely overlapped. At that moment, Xie Ruheng's heart seemed to skip a beat. He didn't even realize what happened. When he reacted, he had already rushed out.

He rescued Tang Bai.

"I can see her. She is not an ordinary rose. She is the only rose in the universe." From the movie version of "The Little Prince". Thanks to the reference of the little angel Andersen.

I was going to write all the O-Xie extra chapters in one go, but my chest hurt for a long time today and I didn’t have the energy to write. I ended up going to the hospital to buy medicine, holding my chest and asking, “Have you voted?”