The first galaxy, the Silver Fortress.

The floating car door slid open to both sides. The old marshal Woolf of the Alliance Army and the Grand Secretary-General of Gedden got out one after another. Gedden politely asked the old marshal to go first. He held the door with a graceful manner, half bent down, reached out to hand it to Lin Jingshu, the wife of Gedden in the car, approached her ear, and asked softly, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Lin Jingshu nodded with a bad look. If she didn't want to walk from the capital star to the Silver Fortress for thirteen days like General Lin back then, she had to go through a jump. Since ancient times, she had been sick and seasick. Ms. Lin's interstellar jump was not a strange problem.

"You open up the authorization and let Eden help you adjust the balancer," Gden said.

Lin Jingshu didn't say anything and shook her head silently.

Since General Lin’s death, Lin Jingshu, like her brother, chose to block most of the functions of the Garden of Eden.

The Eden Network was not built in one day. It was originally just a small-scale application, allowing people to control household appliances, play holographic games, etc. The gradually mature technology has added convenience to people's daily lives bit by bit over the long century. People are like the ancient Earthlings installing a bunch of application software on their mobile phones, constantly opening up their authorization.

The "Mental Network Protection Law" stipulates that every application in the Garden of Eden must fully inform citizens of the possibility of privacy disclosure and be authorized by citizens to link. However, the content of these announcements is in every detail, with more than 100,000 words, and people are generally too lazy to read it. Anyway, the legislation and supervision of Eden was quite strict at the beginning of its establishment, and there was no scandal of leaking user privacy.

Today, openness, tolerance, frankness and free expression are unquestionable political correctness. Except for a few religious people who believe that hard work can temper themselves, only Lin Jingheng and his Silver Ten Guards have blocked the Garden of Eden - this is actually a "crime" for General Lin during his lifetime. Those who scold him said that he was hiding evil intentions and not being open at all, but became "credits" after his death. The alliance government wrote a special article saying that he "leads to embrace pain in order to hone the army of steel."

Lin Jingshu chose to commemorate her deceased brother in this way, which was similar to Ru Sui. Geden had no objection, and gave her half an arm very considerately, allowing her to rest on her own. His gentleness was a bit like a show at the Silver Fortress, and he also had a true feeling - no matter what conflicts the Secretary-General had with General Lin in private, he still had a lot of feelings for Lin Jingshu.

There is no way, such a beauty, even a dead person placed at home, can make people fall in love after watching it for a long time.

General Li, the new guard of the Silver Fortress, came out early and waited for the marshal and secretary-general on the roadside. Two rows of guards lined up behind him, with a clean military appearance. Yishui was young and handsome, with slender waists and long legs. But when you look closely, it was a bit inconsistent, because these guards were too handsome, and except for the number on the military uniform, they were almost hatched from an egg. They asked people to glance over at them, and they were so handsome that they were intensively phobic.

The Marshal is an old-fashioned figure. When he saw the ceremonial guard, he frowned. General Li whispered: "The Ten Silver Guards are gone now, nothing else left. Others... the others are children of powerful people, unruly and difficult to control. For the safety of the first galaxy, I have transferred a group of artificial people. Look at this pattern..."

The old marshal interrupted him without any hesitation: "This is a solution. When I look back, I will write a letter to the Alliance Council, asking them to send artificial intelligence to govern the Silver Fortress. The robots will command the robots to fight in wars in the future. It is civilized and easy to deal with, and it will also save all day long intrigues."

General Li specially brought a team of robot models to greet him. He wanted to show his flexibility and flexibility, but was ridiculed by the old marshal in public, so he had to lead the way with a shameless look and dared not talk too much again.

The group walked into the Silver Fortress and sank straight into the ground. When they arrived at the deepest part of the ground, the Marshal opened the seven blocked doors with the highest authority of the Alliance. As the last thick metal door slowly lifted up, a huge mecha fell into everyone's eyes.

It is nearly perfect, nearly dazzling, and its cold body is shining like a sleeping giant dragon.

Secretary-General Geden raised his head and exclaimed: "This is 'Zhanlu'."

"Yes," General Li seemed afraid of waking up something, and subconsciously let his voice down. "Jingheng... After that, no one could awaken Zhanlu again. It rejected all spiritual links, including the Garden of Eden. Zhanlu is a treasure of mankind and a banner of the Silver Fortress. We do not want to destroy it artificially and force it to link, but in recent years, interstellar pirates are becoming more and more rampant. The alliance really needs it. There is no way, so I want to ask Mrs. Gerden to help this."

General Li said, owing Ms. Lin: "You are Jingheng's only blood relative. Sharing excellent genes of the same origin may impress Zhan Lu."

Lin Jingshu gave in and refused to accept the courtesy and gave him a just right smile.

The old marshal stepped forward, reached out to touch Zhanlu's fuselage, reached out to press his hand on the hatch door, and tentatively said: "Request a link."

The entire underground space first "buzzed", and then the sound wave frequency quickly left the range of human ears, like a silent roar, echoing around like a wave. At the same time, the old marshal felt a very powerful pressure coming over, and the sleeping mecha was like a trapped beast, and once he opened his eyes, he would open his mouth to eat people.

The old marshal was suddenly shocked and quickly let go. He took a few steps back before he stood firm.

"marshal!"

The old marshal waved his hand, blocking General Li's flattering hand, stared at him with his muddy eyes, and said word by word: "In 260, the new interstellar terrorists colluded with the pirate group, and Lin Jingheng was ordered to fight. In the most famous battle, he invaded fifteen enemy mechas alone and forcibly took over the other party's authority-at the same time."

General Li's face turned red and white.

"Lin Jingheng did not rely on a mecha to command the silver fortress. It is reasonable that Zhan Lu does not accept the link. Linking you waste is a humiliation to the mecha. The spiritual threshold is not reached, blood relationship? You can think of it!" The old marshal said coldly, then turned to Lin Jingshu with distantness and politeness, "Madam Gedden doesn't need to try. The wife is in poor health and has not received military training. She is easily injured by Zhan Lu. Injuring you with beautiful things will be the supreme loss of the Capital Star. Sorry, please make a special trip, please."

The Secretary-General came here to act like this, not really wanted to help, and was so happy that the onlookers were at a loss. Without saying a word, he pulled Lin Jingshu up and followed the old marshal who was striding in meteors to leave the Silver Fortress.

He didn't see his "weak" wife looking back at Zhan Lu, her crow-like eyelashes drooping, covering her strange smile.

In the same cosmic time, the eighth galaxy, Beijing β-star.

It was just dawn, and the fourth brother washed his hands carefully three times. After washing, he thought about it and wiped his face.

The robot on the wall was still dormant. He shaved his beard, changed his clothes, and then opened the windows and front and back doors of the "broken tavern".

The sound of wind and coldness passed by, and Beijing Star had already woken up from the trembling cold night.

The fourth brother poured himself a cup of coffee for overnight and then took out a ball of sandwich from the preservation cabinet - a specialty of the eighth galaxy. The fourth brother raised it and looked at it. He really couldn't see what was stuck inside. He didn't care. He started to chew in the cold wind. He even fed some pedantic worms to the lizard.

The voices were gradually rising outside, with the hurried footsteps of pedestrians, the loud shouts of busy housewives, the children who didn't learn well learned to swear words from adults, and the whistle of the "River Cloud Car" once every five minutes, which is the unique vitality of the Eighth Galaxy.

The "broken tavern" is clean and the spider is gone.

The fourth brother is not very lively when he is full of energy. After staying up all night, he can't seem to be listless. He is like a pine tree, whether it is wind, frost, rain, snow, spring and Jingming - they are all the same.

The skin is as rough as iron, and I don’t know the coolness.

"You shouldn't have eaten breakfast in the cold wind, as it will cause gastrointestinal problems." Three hours came, Zhan Lu, who was hanging on the wall, turned back into a handsome man on time.

The fourth brother seemed to be attracted by something, stared out the window without looking back: "No."

He finished speaking, the doors and windows of the bar were closed at the same time, and the indoor temperature rose rapidly, and the iron walls separated the cold morning of Beijing Star.

Zhan Lu said seriously: "Yes, eating cold food in the wind shows a significant positive correlation with gastrointestinal problems."

Fourth brother: "…"

Zhanlu took his terrible breakfast, splashed the overnight coffee, ground a new cup, and added the sandwich back to heat up: "You interrogated the spider."

The fourth brother talked to him without going around the circle: "Well, three months ago, the Poison Nest was outside the Eighth Galaxy and met a group of people of unknown origin. These people claimed that they had a hundred mechas and two armed starships on their hands, and wanted to talk to them about an arms business. The chip was brought by this group of people and implanted into the heart. It not only could affect people and artificial intelligence within a radius of 200 meters at will, but also turned them into invulnerable superhumans - as far as I know, Eden does not have this function."

What is the concept of a hundred mechas?

Five years ago, the alliance government secretly sent troops to surround the Silver Fortress and only dispatched 500 mechas.

Zhan Lu: "It's not a gang force in the eight galaxy."

"It shouldn't be," said the fourth brother, "these mysterious people offer very low prices. The first batch of arms was almost for free. They just asked the Poison Nest to help collect children aged two to four, one hundred, and they have already asked them for two batches, guessing that they might be doing some human experiments. Those mysterious people did not allow them to kidnap children at the same place, maybe they were afraid that they would be discovered if they had kidnaps too much, or they might be using the Poison Nest group to test biological chips - now the Poison Nest group is running around the entire galaxy."

Zhan Lu quietly waited for the fourth brother's conclusion.

The fourth brother absent-mindedly ate the processed breakfast and then said: "Don't worry, if it's something that pirates outside the domain want to do, the poison nest should be just a test for them to extend their tentacles, and they will come to the door sooner or later. Before that, it's best to figure out what the biochip is."

"I will do my best to assist Principal Lu," Zhan Lu paused, "By the way, will you be invited to attend Principal Lu's opening ceremony today?"

"I'm full?" The fourth brother drank all the coffee.

Zhan Lu: "But I noticed that you changed your clothes."

The fourth brother sent him casually: "The one I had been stained with blood yesterday, it was very dirty, so it was dispossed."

Zhan Lu said "Oh" and took away the fourth brother's tableware and empty cup: "Then I will take this arrangement out of your schedule later."
Chapter completed!