Chapter 49:

A message came from the terminal again. Feng Xi locked the paper into the low table and clicked on the message to view it.

Fran: Hurry up, I can't wait to discuss it.

Fran: By the way, your junior brother wanted to sit in. He recently made a final assignment and asked him to be a designer. He can only drive screws. He was so stupid that he seemed to have stuffed his brain into a worm's mouth. It made me so angry. Do you have any hard work over there? Let him do it for a few days. Anyway, don't bother me anymore.

Looking at the time outside the window, Feng Xi stood up and opened the virtual cabin. It was still early, so Qi Mu might not even be able to leave the military headquarters after he finished his work.

The consciousness link went to the Star Network, and he replied to Old Fran's last sentence: "Many scrapped mechas in the military need to organize the body data. It just improves practical skills. It is really impossible to design them. It's good to tighten screws."

Old Fran Lang saw Feng Xi's figure for the first time. He was wearing a colorful top and a full set of trendy clothes. "Hey, what a great idea. Do you want to be a messenger? Do you get paid?"

"No," Feng Xi maintained a close relationship with the flashy teacher. "We agreed to be a coolie, otherwise with his competitiveness, why would I choose him?"

Old Fran: "What you said is too cold and lacks humanistic care at all, which is exactly what I want. Come on, I'd better leave it to you."

The two opened a star room with several simple desks, and unanimously decided not to leave a chair for Qi Yu.

Fran was really annoyed by his apprentice and wanted to hit the wall, but Feng Xi...

he still remembered some embarrassing readings, and even remembered every word very clearly because he was a model. Moreover, that terrible and slimy template is so simple that the results obtained under its guidance can simply be left as black history.

Even if his writing skills were poor, he still had no physiological knowledge. After scanning a few experience posts, he labeled those reading materials as waste.

If it wasn't spread too widely, he wanted to delete all these readings.

"Something happened one after another some time ago. You can really make a scene." Old Fran had heard about the attack on Feng Xi. After Zhongfeng received a distress signal, he was asked by Feng An to help. After several days of continuous trouble, he finally Shortlist suitable candidates.

He shook his head and sighed, "That boy Feng An is really worried about you. He is frightened all day long. I even wonder if that old guy Xiu Yi has possessed him."

"It's also strange. Xiu Yi brought Xiao An home from the care center. After staying for several years, he didn't get used to it, but when you came back, he became like a family member."

Feng Xi: "You didn't bring me here just to regret the past, right?"

"Don't, just relax properly. Do you know how to improve production efficiency?" Old Fran immediately calmed down and said, "No more, tell me about your experience in the past ten days."

Feng Xi put down the design drawings and replied, "I have been living on an alien planet for more than ten days. , he put together the spaceship and left without too many twists and turns, and then he met Zhu Quan on the mineral star and was saved."

Thinking of what happened on the primitive star, he curled his lips briefly, then quickly lowered his lips and lowered his head to look at the drawings.

"Wait a minute, I seem to see a rippling expression on your face," Fran said with piercing eyes, "What's on the alien planet? You're living alone on an alien planet... Which monkey do you have eyes for?"

Qi Mu turned into a monkey for no reason. , Feng Xi couldn't help laughing, "He's quite handsome, I'll show you when the time comes."

As if he smelled the sour smell of love, Fran, who has been single for a long time, immediately sounded the alarm in his heart, forced himself to suppress his curiosity, and quickly fell in love Drawing discussion.

After going back and forth to correct a few loopholes, Feng Xi's portrait lit up at the edge of his field of vision, and the starry sky flashed away and was included in the pile of information.

He wanted to click on it, and Fran's voice sounded: "Has the information from the mecha black box come in handy? Can you still find that friend of yours when you go to the edge galaxy?"

The discussion has come to an end, and this is a question from an elder. .

Thinking of that figure, Feng Xi shook his head, "It's no longer useful. I may have found the answer I want."

The black box recorded the mental power values ​​of all Y83 experimental subjects. He originally wanted to use the application tower to help find it. A special person consistent with S01. But before Old Fran could decipher it, he had already found someone, and the parameters used in the query had no chance to work.

However, there are original data preserved, which can be used to compare Qi Mu's mental changes in recent years, and may help solve the mystery of amnesia.

"Very good." Fran didn't ask any more questions. He touched the hair that was restricted by Star Network and was brainstorming to reprimand another apprentice who was late in arriving.

The profile picture lit up again and again. Feng Xi did not miss the message this time and entered the chat box.

Snow leopard is the best to touch: What a coincidence, I am also on StarNet.

A minute later, the other party added: The meeting is over. Can I come to you?

Snow leopard is the best to touch: Still not replying to me? All unread, angry. I'm going to find you.

A few seconds later: Damn it, there's another meeting. I've locked your Star Domain number. I'll get there as soon as the meeting is over.

The last message lay alone in the chat box: I'm here...ah again, there are so many reports to do, I can't speak anymore.

As the messages were read one by one, Qi Mu's message quickly flashed: Annoying, finally look at me. Why is the Ministry of Health also holding a meeting to elaborate on the serious blow to the C-b5 ecology caused by our violent clean-up? Alas...

This person's avatar was originally the badge of the military department. It couldn't be more formal. He lives like an official account. Now It was replaced by a black starry sky, with three or two shining stars dotting it, and the reflection of the glass could be vaguely seen.

Feng Xi sorted out his words and finally typed concise words: Don't bother, I'll wait for you at home.

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Qi Mu was struggling in the meeting that cycled through several topics. He pointed his finger at the avatars on the virtual light screen. The impassioned voices of the ambassadors could not attract his attention at all.

Feng Xi is online.

Feng Xi entered the conference room?

Feng Xi didn't look at his online records...

Feng Xi didn't expect to send him a message at all!

Qi Mu could only secretly observe each other's every move on the star network to survive the boring meeting.

For travel planning, he accumulated extra-scheduled meetings, thinking that the long-term pain would be better than the short-term pain, and it would be better to finish the annoying rigid meetings as soon as possible.

The special attention permission allowed him to roughly guess what the other party was doing, but he felt uncomfortable when he didn't get a reply.

Several messages have been deleted, deleted or modified, but not a single bit of attention has been received.

Snow leopard is no longer the best thing to touch, because snow leopard was immediately consumed by the five-hour meeting.

Upon hearing the environmental ambassador's stupid accusation, Qi Mu could no longer suppress the irritability caused by the endless meetings and wanted to explain it in person.

Barton's intuition was not good, he was afraid that Qi Mu would kick the fat ambassador opposite him out of the star net, and he would look at someone next to him to hold Qi Mu.

The next moment, an overly bright smile appeared on Qi Mu's face. It was brighter than a sunflower with melon seeds, and it was a little dazzling.

The environmental protection ambassador also noticed the abnormality. He unconsciously started to stutter, but was calmed down by the admiral's bright smile.

What's the meaning? The cold-faced general is too scary. He won't be silenced, right?

The ambassador's heart rate soared, and he ended the meeting tremblingly. Before the process was over, he was forced offline by the security system, leaving everyone present looking at each other.

Qi Mu doesn’t care what the ambassador thinks, he’s getting off work!

He got on the hover car and rushed home. He searched for Feng Xi's online status on the terminal, then hurried back to his house, took out the things he had prepared, and dragged his family to Feng Xi's door.

Ansuo had a small bundle hanging on his head and neck, containing his toys. He squeezed in immediately after Feng Xi opened the door, and naturally sat on the same sofa as Qi Mu's room.

The decision to place Feng Xi's house next to mine was a great one. Moving things was effortless!

Dad no longer has to worry about me not being able to live in my partner's home.

"Xiao Xi, I'm home!" Qi Mu revealed half of his face behind the luggage in his arms, and handed over his ticket with difficulty, "Look what I brought."

Rubbing his head and barely coping with the howling snow leopard, Feng Mu Xi picked up the luggage and freed the other half of his face, "I saw you brought a lot of things that took up my room."

Feng Xi looked away from the mountains of belongings and suppressed the urge to throw them out immediately. He still took them. Qi Mu held the letter in his hand, "If you don't behave well, I will throw you and Ansuo back together."

Ansuo raised his head alertly, his ears twitching, "Hey."

"Don't be so cruel." Qi Mu's words came from afar. From behind the mountain came, "This is the letter you asked for before. I didn't dare to give it to you because I thought the meaning was not good, but now I'm not afraid anymore."

Feng Xi had long ago said that he would collect his letter to the royal family, and later He mentioned it several times, but Qi Mu dodged it. The letter was all about explaining his own shortcomings, which were not suitable for Feng Xi and were slightly different from his actual thoughts. What if the letter was taken seriously?

This is a good opportunity. What better way to dissolve the original meaning of this letter than to move in together?

Feng Xi took out the paper card underneath and asked curiously: "What is this?"

The card was printed with gold-plated floral letters. It didn't look like a common language, but probably the local language of Edge Star.

"A ticket to fly away. For this ticket, I worked overtime to fool those old men." Qi Mu stuffed his things into the corners with a masterful attitude, and placed two of them side by side in the washing position. Similar to cups, home clothes, pillows, and water cups all have the same theme.

When he was shopping with Feng Xi, he paid attention and secretly bought a couple's model. They had already lived a life of a spiritual couple. Now that they were showing it out openly, it was very memorable no matter how you thought about it. He couldn't help but arch his eyebrows, and he wanted to hum a song. .

After packing everything up, Qi Mu looked at it with his hands on his hips, feeling excited in his heart: "I want to know what happened in the past, and I also want to get support from several major star alliances, so I got an unnamed ticket."

"Are you going? This route is special. , I have long wanted to go up there, and the military department will send people to escort us secretly. It will be absolutely safe this time."

"Of course, but..." Looking at Qi Mu's nervous expression, Feng Xi pulled up the hem of Qi Mu's pajamas, "When? "Why haven't I seen it before?"

"Besides, you're leaving in a few days. Don't you think it's too late to move in now?

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