Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

The battleship flew forward for a certain distance, and soon met the other three mecha fighters who had been left behind by Sheng Heng and Qiu Zi'an. After catching them, the battleship galloped all the way back to the base.

Sheng Zhuo and his brother hadn't seen each other for a long time, and after a few brief explanations, they handed over the soldiers who had returned with the regiment to Qiu Zian, and left with Sheng Heng.

"When did you come?" Sheng Zhuo had been fighting on the front line, not knowing that Sheng Heng had come.

"A week ago." After the school holiday, Sheng Heng returned home and came here directly after seeing his mother.

"Did you see your father?"

"No, my father went to inspect other bases, and he hasn't come back yet." Sheng Heng shook his head.

However, Admiral Sheng knew about his coming to the base. If there is no special approval, Sheng Heng, even as the son of the Admiral, could not enter and leave at will.

"Do you want to join the reconnaissance team or the patrol team?" Sheng Zhuo asked.

"!!!" Sheng Heng halted, "Are you willing to let me go to the battlefield?"

"It's just reconnaissance and patrol, the battlefield, you're still early." Sheng Zhuo smiled.

Sheng Heng's mind, Sheng Zhuo wouldn't know. He came over during the holidays, isn't it just to accumulate combat experience. He was the same when he was a child, even contacting the battlefield earlier than Sheng Heng. When he was still in high school, he would come to the base to participate in simple battles during winter and summer vacations. Had it not been for Sheng Heng's finger injury, he would be the same as himself.

"Thank you, brother." This is really a surprise.

"But once your mecha is damaged, you have to quit." Sheng Zhuo said again, "Black Soul was modified by your...boyfriend, no one here will repair it."

When it comes to his brother's boyfriend, Sheng Zhuo is both heartbroken and joyful, which is really sour.

"Okay." Sheng Heng agreed, anyway, the main purpose of his coming this time was to send phantom potions to his eldest brother. It was already a surprise to be able to join the investigation team.

The brothers chatted for a while, and then went to the base canteen together. Sheng Zhuo spent more than half a month on the expedition and ate the nutrient solution for more than half a month. Every time he returned to the base, the first thing he did was to eat in the cafeteria. Not only him, but the two of them sat down for a while, and the soldiers who had just returned from a battleship also came over.

When these soldiers saw the two brothers in the family, they would greet them enthusiastically. In addition to their regiment leader, they also had a good impression of Sheng Heng. After all, they had seen Sheng Heng driving a Class 6 mecha just now, killing a Class 8 Zerg alone. With this alone, few Level 6 mecha fighters in the base can do it.

"Beep."

Suddenly, Sheng Zhuo's optical brain rang, and Sheng Zhuo glanced at it and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Heng asked concerned.

"It's okay, the Military Medical Office notified me of the routine check-ups in the past." Sheng Zhuo said.

"Routine check? Brother, are you injured?" Sheng Heng said nervously.

"No, it's just a routine inspection." Sheng Zhuo saw that Sheng Heng was worried, so he explained a few more words, "Before the Zerg suddenly mutated and possessed a mental shock wave, we were unprepared, and many people were mentally attacked. Taking a high-level sedative, but the pharmacist of the Military Medical Department was afraid of hidden dangers, so they asked the soldiers of the base mental power level A or above to do a mental power-related check every time they returned from a mission."

Sheng Heng was clear: "Then I will accompany you in a while."

Sheng Zhuo glanced at him, hesitated, nodded and did not refuse.

After eating, the two went to the military doctor's office together. The Military Medical Office is an 18-story general hospital with top federal medical equipment and excellent pharmacists trained by Shengjia.

The routine inspection process is also very simple, that is, measuring the mental map with instruments. Sheng Zhuo sat there with his mental helmet closed his eyes, and within ten minutes, the mental map was measured.

Sheng Heng couldn't understand the mental map, but he would look at the face of the pharmacist. From the dignified face of the pharmacist, his heart suddenly suspended.

"How?" Just when Sheng Heng couldn't help asking, Sheng Zhuo had already asked. He took off the helmet from his head and looked at the pharmacist very calmly.

"Major General, your Sea of ​​Consciousness is now very fragile and must rest." The pharmacist said with a worried expression.

"What do you mean? What happened to my elder brother's Sea of ​​Knowledge?" Sheng Heng walked to the pharmacist's side and asked anxiously.

The pharmacist glanced at Sheng Heng. From the name of Sheng Heng just now, he had guessed the identity of Sheng Heng. But he didn't answer immediately, instead he turned his head and glanced at Sheng Zhuo.

Sheng Zhuo nodded, and after indicating that it was OK, the pharmacist explained to Sheng Heng: "One year ago, the Zerg suddenly mutated and a group of Zergs with mental shock waves appeared. At that time, most of the soldiers in the military were injured. Hai, the entire Federation's high-level tranquilizers are in short supply. At that time, in order to maintain combat effectiveness, the military gave priority to high-level mecha fighters with tranquilizers, but this also left sequelae."

"Kihai was attacked, I immediately took a high-level tranquilizer, and then continued to fight, and there was no time to rest and recuperate. It was like a piece of iron, when it was burnt, it was cooled by adding water, so time and time again, how can it remain vulnerable? ."

Sheng Heng was shocked when he heard that, neither the eldest brother nor his father mentioned these things to the family. If he hadn't come by himself this time, would the eldest brother have no plans to say it.

"Then how to treat?" Sheng Heng asked.

"Resting, the major general's Sea of ​​Consciousness was overdrawn too much, and it must be adequately rested." The pharmacist said.

"how long?"

"At least two years." The pharmacist said.

Sheng Heng looked at Sheng Zhuo, opened his mouth, wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say. He took a two-year break. For soldiers in any base, they can get a reply as long as they make an application for sick leave. After two years of training, he can return to the battlefield to continue fighting. But Sheng Zhuo is different. He is the next generation of the Sheng family. If news of his illness is spread, it will shake the Sheng family's status in the federation.

Therefore, Sheng Zhuo not only can't cultivate, but also has to perform tasks as usual, otherwise outsiders will definitely be able to see the clues.

I'm so useless.

Sheng Heng clenched his fists tightly. He hadn't felt this kind of frustration for a long time since Yan Hao helped him refit Black Soul. He thought that as long as he could become a mecha fighter, even if his level was not high, he could go to the battlefield. Is satisfied. But in fact, it is far from enough. If he is not injured in his hand, he is destined not to become a high-level mecha fighter, the eldest brother does not need to hold on so hard.

"Thank you. Let's go." Sheng Zhuo stood up, thanked the pharmacist, and signaled Sheng Heng to leave with him.

Sheng Heng silently followed Sheng Zhuo with a solemn expression. Sheng Zhuo didn't say anything when he saw him like this. He planned to let him digest it by himself first. The two brothers went out of the hospital together, and as soon as they left the hospital, they met Qiu Zian head-on.

"Head, second master, I know you are here." When Qiu Zian saw them, he walked a few steps and ran over.

"Is something wrong with me?" Sheng Zhuo asked.

"Yes, the Military Department has sent a notice, and I will deliver it to you." As he said, Qiu Zian handed over a document.

"Why don't you call me." Sheng Zhuo reached out and took it.

"Your terminal blocked the signal. I guess you must have come here for routine inspection. This document is rather urgent, so I ran over directly." When doing mental map inspection, the electronic instrument must be turned off.

When Sheng Zhuo heard it was urgent, he lowered his head and looked at it, and a surprise flashed across his face: "Lao Zhong chose us this time?"

"Yes, and I will arrive early tomorrow morning." Qiu Zi'an excitedly said, "This is a level ten mecha maker, and I finally have a chance to meet alive. The group of mecha maker in the base will all be here now. crazy."

"Lao Zhong is coming to our base?" Sheng Heng was taken aback.

"Yes, there has been news about the upgrade of the third-generation system a few months ago, and it was officially announced not long ago. During this time, the various bases were trying to find a way to ask Mr. Zhong to pass, but he finally chose us." Qiu Zian Excited, "Second Young Master, isn't your black soul a mimic system? Just take advantage of this opportunity to let Mr. Zhong help you to see. Mr. Zhong is the first person to study mimic driving systems. His research on mimic systems is definitely better than yours. The boyfriend is strong. By the way, where is your boyfriend? Is he free? Let him come over, maybe there is a chance to learn from Mr. Zhong himself."

With that said, Qiu Zian thought of the rules of the base again, and turned to Sheng Zhuo: "The captain, the boyfriend of the second youngest, will be from your family sooner or later, so you can open a note and give him permission to come in."

Sheng Zhuo has never seen Yan Hao, but he also knows that Yan Hao is a little cute thing. Not to mention that he modified the mimic mecha for Sheng Heng. With the formula model of advanced tranquilizer and the cute herb bag, Sheng Zhuo can do He specially approved. So, he looked at Sheng Heng on the spot and said, "Lao Zhong will come here this time. At least he will stay here for half a month. You can tell him to come."

Sheng Heng did not answer, but fixed his gaze on the document his elder brother was holding.

"No need." Sheng Heng shook his head.

"Opportunities are rare. Didn't you say that he likes mecha manufacturing?" Sheng Zhuo frowned. How did his younger brother be a boyfriend? I don't know how to think about this kind of opportunity, and I am not afraid that they will run away.

"He has already come." Sheng Heng suddenly said again.

Sheng Zhuo was taken aback, and was about to ask where he was, when Sheng Heng reached out and poked a name on the document.

Entourage: Ba Yun, Yan Hao.

"Yan Hao, my boyfriend, he is Zhong Lao's closed disciple." Fearing that they would not understand, Sheng Heng explained more.

Sheng Zhuo: Don't deliberately emphasize the three words boyfriend. I know your boyfriend is called Yan Hao, but I just didn't see the entourage in those small characters.

Qiu Zi'an opened his mouth wide, as if he knew something vaguely: Could it be that Mrs. Zhong came to them this time, it was the second youngster who blew the pillow breeze?

The author has something to say: Sheng Heng: I really want to blow