Chapter 150: A brief and happy time with Miss Hera
On the transport ship on the back of the planet Yilanduo.
Yang Ming hid behind the hatch with his arms folded, secretly watching Hera who was studying insect egg samples in the laboratory.
Several tracked robots were moving around, making the place seem less lonely.
Yang Ming felt a complicated emotion inexplicably in his heart.
Lu's voice sounded at the side, deliberately lowering the volume: "Boss, Kolev has arrived at the Feinan."
"Let him walk around first. The old man likes ships."
"Yes, boss. He is very excited now and is walking around everywhere."
Lu's tone was slightly disgusted, and she asked softly:
"Aren't you going to go in and talk to Miss Hera?"
Yang Ming cleared his throat: "She is working. You see, she is conducting research on insect egg samples. This is of great significance for us to find the flaws of the Zerg."
"Yes, boss. She is a very valuable talent and she herself is a precious specimen."
Yang Ming asked: "Is it possible for us to provide her with a relatively stable living environment?"
Lu laughed and said, "The boss wants to marry her?"
"I'm not thinking about getting married! At least not at this stage."
Yang Ming said calmly:
"I'm not cut out for married life, you know Lil, I can't stay in one place for too long."
"Okay, boss. Your remarks will easily attract criticism from women, but luckily I am just a female mechanical thinking body."
Lu sighed softly:
“After observing her for a while, I found that she is actually quite good.
"She is very pure and has no moral constraints. She will do what she thinks is right, even at any cost.
“I find that pure human beings make me feel close, like little 026.
"Miss Hera believed that the New Federation's cultivation of insect eggs was unjust, so she formulated an intimidation plan to try to stop the New Federation... Although this plan was intercepted by us and the intelligence was directly used as the fuse of war, her original plan was still very good."
Yang Ming curled his lips slightly: "It is because of this that I feel like I owe Hera hundreds of millions of New Federation coins."
"Boss, aren't you going to give yourself to her to compensate her?" Lu chuckled, "That's actually a good idea."
Yang Ming asked: "In your opinion, I am also pure?"
"Oh, boss, you changed the subject so abruptly, this is not your normal level," Lu smiled, "Yes, boss, you are also pure."
"Come on," Yang Ming said calmly, "If you have nothing to do, go and train a few more brothers and sisters of Dabichi."
Yang Ming took out his hidden earphones and stopped chatting with Lu.
He waited outside the door for more than ten minutes, until Hera stopped the experiment, then he pushed the door open and walked in.
"Hera, how are you doing?"
Yang Ming gave a smile that he thought was charming.
"Hey," Hera frowned slightly, "Did you disinfect it?"
"that……"
"Wait for me outside, okay? I work in a place where you can enter only after getting my permission, and you must make sure it is sterile."
Yang Ming spread his hands and walked out the door.
She is very serious.
Yang Ming felt that Hera was probably angry about the intelligence.
Five minutes later, Hera walked out of the laboratory wearing shorts and a T-shirt, and her serious expression had become much gentler.
"Sorry, I got a little excited just now."
Hera said calmly, and took the initiative to stretch out her hands and put them on Yang Ming's shoulders.
Yang Ming was a little confused.
Hera asked, "Shouldn't you put your hands on my waist at this time?"
"Like in the movies?"
"Yes."
Yang Ming did as he was told, and always felt that his hands could completely wrap around her slender waist.
Hera looked up at Yang Ming, slowly closed her eyes, opened her lips that were coated with light-colored lipstick, put the tip of her tongue on her lower lip, blinked her long eyelashes slightly, and the tiptoeing movement seemed to have been practiced many times and carefully calculated to match Yang Ming's height.
She seemed to have done her homework in advance.
But shouldn't we look at the atmosphere for this kind of thing...
Yang Ming lowered his head and moved closer.
He thought Hera would dodge, but she just responded awkwardly, hugging Yang Ming's neck tightly with both hands.
The two kissed passionately.
A tear rolled down Hera's eye.
Yang Ming felt her obscure emotions, as if hidden beneath the deep sea. Her emotions were surging, like magma trapped in the mantle layer, looking for a breakthrough to erupt to the surface.
He subconsciously wanted to push Hera away.
Hera suddenly burst into tears, her small nose pressed against Yang Ming's chin, and she cried in an ugly way.
Yang Ming didn't say much. He hugged her gently, held her in his arms, and patted her back with his hands.
Regarding the Ram Star intelligence plan, the two of them were using each other, and Yang Ming had no intention of apologizing for this.
at the same time.
On board the Feinan.
"Isn't it impolite for us to look at it like this?" 026 asked a little guiltily.
"What are you afraid of?" Lu's projection crossed his arms. "If they start taking off their clothes, we'll just hang up. Right now, their hormone secretions aren't moving in that direction."
"Oh," Kolev frowned, holding his hands behind his back, "How come this guy has another mistress?"
026 whispered, "Mr. First Mate, this lady has had a very difficult life."
Kolev could not help but put his hand on his forehead and said, "My poor daughter, she still misses her Uncle Hamton. This is simply ridiculous! He will never be able to be alone with my daughter again!"
Lu blinked, not knowing whether he should tell Kolev that Mimili had invited Yang Ming to try 'mechanical interaction'.
Lu chose to keep the secret for Mimili.
"Oh, what are they talking about?" Kolev's eyes widened and he leaned forward. "This is not something an old gentleman like me should watch!"
call out!
The projection screen went black.
Lu said calmly: "There is nothing interactive to watch."
Kolev shook his head, took a fancy to Yang Ming's special chair, walked over with a sly smile, and sat comfortably in the chair.
"Feinan, forward three... Oh, this feels really good. It can fly at sub-light speed, right?"
Lu and 026 were whispering in each other's ears.
An electronic manual appeared in front of Kolev, which was the driving guide of the Feinan.
…
Two galactic hours later.
Yang Ming appeared on the Feinan with his head down.
The process of conquering Miss Hera was not smooth.
Kolev, who was having a barbecue on the ship, warmly invited Yang Ming to sit down with him, and 026 brought the food reserved for the captain.
The tracked robot acts as a grill tray holder, using its battery to provide a steady source of energy for the grill tray.
"Another lover?" asked Kolev.
Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled, and pictures flashed through his mind.
I have to admit that this experience is indeed novel. Hera, who pretends to know everything, has a completely different style from that of the attendant sister.
However, when Yang Ming wanted to get serious, Hera would quickly escape from his clutches. Her slightly nervous expression and confused eyes made Yang Ming feel full of guilt.
But when he came to his senses, Yang Ming found that after he took Hera's first kiss, it was more like... Hera took advantage of him.
If Yang Ming didn't want to take advantage of the chaos in the New Federation and make some money there, he would have really planned to give himself a few months of vacation to concentrate on spending time with Hera.
This is so interesting.
Yang Ming asked: "How is the Feinan?"
"Great," Kolev said, "Although it may be a little inappropriate for me to say this, this is a dream ship tailor-made for piracy! We can use it to rob dreadnoughts!"
Yang Ming laughed and scolded: "When we encounter a heavy battleship, we can only run for our lives. Isn't there a fleet next to the dreadnought?"
"This is an exaggerated metaphor," Kolev took a bite of the greasy barbecue, with a hint of aftertaste on his face, "Tell me about your plan."
"We don't have a specific plan yet," Yang Ming said, "We just need to go to the New Federation, find the technology company whose secrets we want to steal, and then conduct some espionage activities."
Kolev couldn't help but remind him, "The New Federation is not that easy to deal with. The network technology there is very advanced, and it's not something that an assistant like you can easily handle."
"Of course," Yang Ming blinked, "We encountered great resistance last time."
Kolev looked around and asked in a low voice, "White Ghost?"
"You are now a core member of the White Ghost Organization," Yang Ming said seriously.
"This?" Kolev's Adam's apple trembled. "Is it so cool? At my age, I can still become a member of such a super criminal organization. This is simply!"
A fiery light burst out from his eyes.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "If you don't want to take risks with us, you can go back to your old lady social dance."
"Oh, you reminded me," Kolev asked, "How long are you going to be gone this time?"
Yang Ming said: "About one or two months. If we are discovered, we will return immediately. The longest time will not exceed two months."
"Then you can take me with you," Kolev said with a smile, "If I leave for too long, there will be some problems. I really miss the time when we had adventures together."
Yang Ming warned: "Espionage can be boring, especially stealing trade secrets."
"Don't worry," Kolev said, "As long as I'm sailing, I can have fun. I've been so bored on the surface! When are we going to leave?"
"Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, you can go and hand over the work."
Yang Ming thought about it and said calmly:
"I'm going to ask my current girlfriend for advice. We're in love, and you know, young women at this stage are usually clingy."
"I also want to say goodbye to my ladies one by one," Kolev took a big bite of the grilled seafood.
Yang Ming winked at the old man, unbuttoned his shirt, and let his chest muscles bounce slightly, which made Kolev so angry that he rolled his eyes.
However.
Half a day later.
When Yang Ming returned to the transport ship where Hera lived and told Hera, who was writing at her desk, that he would be away from work for a while, Hera's response was very cold.
"Okay, got it."
"Don't you feel reluctant to leave?" Yang Ming asked puzzledly.
"Our current relationship should be that of a couple, not a husband and wife," Hera said. "We don't have to be responsible for each other's behavior, nor do we have to monitor each other's actions. Where you go is none of my business."
She looked up at Yang Ming with some doubt in her eyes: "Isn't this wrong?"
"Nothing, this is great, we don't interfere with each other's lives," Yang Ming spread his hands and shrugged, "Then I'm going to go on a business trip now, you go ahead."
"Alex!"
Yang Ming paused and turned his head to look.
Hera held a rubber band in her mouth, let her long hair hang loose, and sat quietly leaning against the table. She calmly pulled down the collar of her shirt, revealing her right shoulder and collarbone.
"Do you feel anything?" she asked.
"Of course," Yang Ming answered honestly.
“We can move forward with our relationship step by step, as long as we feel comfortable with each other.
“But I have to say that I will devote most of my time to my work, because work and innovation are the only way to realize the value of my life.”
Hera said seriously:
"So, if you want to interact with men and women outside, please remember to take protective measures. I won't mind if you don't tell me."
Yang Ming: …
Damn.
I always feel like I'm the third person, the third person between Hera and her work.
…
Flying South.
When the agreed departure time arrived, Yang Ming deliberately delayed for half an hour to create the illusion that he and Miss Hera were in love.
Kolev held the square rudder tightly and sat in the main driving seat, with no intention of giving up his seat to Yang Ming.
"Captain," the old man asked with a grin, "please set the course."
"Our target is the border of the New Federation. We have to go around a big circle before we can get there," Yang Ming said slowly, standing aside with his hands behind his back. "In order to save time, we will make continuous jumps and refuel after we reach the New Federation."
"This is a bit risky," Kolev put on his goggles in a serious manner, "Let me try sub-light speed flight first!"
Yang Ming asked seriously: "Uh, can you bear it?"
"Is there no protective device?" Kolev was a little panicked.
Yang Ming grinned.
Of course there are protective devices.
After a while, Yang Ming, Kolev, and 026 were all surrounded by a group of colorful bubbles. Kolev's eyes lit up and he pushed the square rudder to the bottom.
The Feinan suddenly accelerated, and its swept wings left a long trail in space, which finally turned into a flash of light and rushed towards an even more distant star region.
If the perception of time is accelerated several hundred times, we can probably see that in the space outside the star Elando, the Feinan goes back and forth, and each time it returns it is almost always fully loaded.
The Book of Time flipped forward a thick stack.
Two years later.
