Gene Game

23 New Application (2)

    Looking back at Lu Fei's expression last night, Liu Yi's face flushed. After putting on the headset, I was first curious and then surprised. For a long while, I could not speak coherently. After that, Liu Yi asked her to try on the power armor. Although AL could not interact with her too complicatedly before collecting her genes, it was enough for the girl to cry out in surprise just to wear such a high-tech crystal on her body for the first time.

    Now that the night has passed, the collection should have been completed. With the help of AL, she doesn't need to go back and forth, and she doesn't have to trouble Tao Ying. The only problem is that this power armor cannot be seen by others, so it must be practiced where no one is.

    Liu Yi's own room is very suitable. It is big enough and no one will break in. He hesitated when he explained to her, would a girl accept this kind of proposal so easily? Liu Yi has a clear conscience and has no other meaning, but she may have misunderstood.

    Unexpectedly, Lu Fei accepted it generously. After coming out of Power A, her thanks were so ardent that she just knelt down directly to Liu Yi.

    Considering that even with the team training, they can’t keep up. They agreed that as soon as the school class is over every afternoon, she rushed to Liu Yi’s dormitory, practiced to sleep in the Ma Tuan shop at night, and went back the next morning. In this way, you have enough time to train, and you can avoid walking alone late at night, and you can continue to receive the rewards of the store.

    "This way, wouldn't it be too much trouble for you." Taking the spare key from Liu Yi, Lu Fei's eyes flashed with crystal light.

    "It's not troublesome at all. But absolutely can't tell anyone about this, parents can't, and Tao Ying can't."

    "Never." The girl didn't have any rhetoric, but the experienced Liu Yi could tell her determination from her expression and eyes.

    When he hit the roadside tree head-on, he realized that he had been immersed in the reverie for too long. When he came to the headquarters building, at the door, he met three Nanbangs in the exchange group. This morning, the gringles will go to the field to visit the Skynet system. They are waiting to gather. Liu Yi didn't need to accompany him. He wanted to pretend he didn't see him, and walked around from the side, but they just occupied the main entrance and blocked the way. Like all Nanbangs, get together, they just yelled loudly.

    Although he was disdainful in his heart, out of the identity and politeness of the host, Liu Yi bit his head and saluted: "Good morning."

    "Oh—" a Nanbang prolonged the tone, speaking in blunt English, "It's a sharpshooter."

    The next continuation: "Our match is the day after tomorrow. We will play against you on that day. Hey, you know you are not opponents, right?"

    The third used a great saying: "The shopkeeper is really poor. I probably haven't put on a decent power armor in my life. I can't make a good one and steal American technology all day long."

    He probably thought Liu Yi didn't understand stick language. Unfortunately, Liu Yi just understood. The face remained silent, and the anger in my heart began to rise gradually.

    The second stick continued to say in stick language: "Perhaps they think that the Americans are just like they are uncivilized savages. Even if they are stolen, they have no ability to copy."

    The first stick went on to say: "They are still against us deploying THAAD, and they actually take care of other people's countries. They really don't know it."

    After that, it was all defiant slurs. Liu Yi really didn't want to ignore them and was about to step through. The first stick came over and hooked up his shoulders: "The battle of the day after tomorrow, you are merciful!" Then the three south sticks laughed together.

    They had to think of a way to teach them, Liu Yi walked far away, and laughter got into his ears from time to time. Find a hutong with no one, call on Yali, sack, and beat? No, no, this is the routine of the sticks, the captain of the dignified special service squadron, can't be like them.

    The best way is to win the confrontation. Unfortunately, even AL thinks it impossible. Do you just watch them arrogantly go down? He went straight to Qin Shiwu's office, and broke in without knocking, trying to discuss countermeasures with him.

    The leader of their detachment is indeed trustworthy. He is clearly burying his head in the computer screen, without raising his head, he said, "Is it Liu Yi? Is he despised by the stick?"

    "God," Liu Yi admired, "How did you know?"

    "In the past few days, many people have come to me to complain about the stick, General Wellesley, Lieutenant Dumont, Captain Heisenberg, Captain Testarosa, and Teacher Guang, Natto, Invisible," Qin Shiwu kept on. He said quickly, "Except for General Woody, everyone has asked me to say that it's not a stick."

    "Offend everyone?"

    "Didn't I say that," Qin Shiwu showed impatientness, "Except for General Woody. The stick is smart, and it doesn't matter who you bark, but you must never go to the master."

    In this way, General Woody is the old American soldier with a slight physical disability. "What should I do? I heard that the day after tomorrow's competition will also participate, but we are not their opponents. By the way, there is also a personal project. Ask Yali to be harder and give them some color to see—"

    "Impossible. Bangzi doesn't participate in personal projects. They know how many catties they have."

    "Then you have to think of a way!" Liu Yi was anxious, and he couldn't control his anger when he thought of the few Nan Bangs ranting at the door.

    "What can I do?" Qin Shiwu pushed the mouse away, "I am also very desperate. There is only one DPJ-09 in our team, which is nominally the third-generation A, but the equipment is not comparable to others. From the current perspective, it counts as two. Half a generation. The other ones have a bigger gap, which is simply a contest between the blind and the discerning. Remember how the PLAA taught monkeys in the border conflict last year? How many Su-27s and Su-30s were harvested by 4 J20s? If we go up the day after tomorrow, the scene is almost the same. That look."

    AL said no, Liu Yi still had some fluke in his heart, and now Qin Shiwu said no, he was completely resigned. He was not very interested in the whole day of work. This mentality also affected the other players, and the whole squadron was filled with depression. Everyone's opinions are very consistent. It doesn't matter if you lose to anyone, but losing to Nan Bang is unacceptable. We are not men's football. Why should we accept this evil result?

    The only thing not infected by pessimism is Yali. Inquiring about the reason, he gave an unanswerable answer: "Some people say that the scars on my head are very manly and very sensible."

    After get off work, Liu Yi's mood improved a little. When the bell rang, he went straight to the dormitory. Before opening the door, the first thing I heard was the elegant and slightly tragic melody in "The Beauty of Swan Lake", and then I saw an unprecedented weird sight-the white painted body of AL was dancing to the rhythm.

    While stunned, professional habits still play a role. Under rapid observation, he saw the women's shoes at the door, the schoolbags hanging on the hangers and the folded school uniforms.

    He tried to say: "Lu Fei?" Is she wearing AL training?

    The music stopped abruptly. Power A stopped and turned his head to look at him. Lu Fei's voice came from it: "It's me. You are back. I have a lot to say, and I am waiting for you."

Then he heard AL say in his own voice: 【Squadron leader, it feels good to hold a beauty. 】