desire reconciliation

Chapter 18

Thanks to Toulia, Lancelot had a chance to start a small business.

The next day was another boring cultural class in the morning. Lancelot didn't have to attend the afternoon class, and the Marshal didn't have much work, so he just had time to train.

I reported to Marshal Uriah that I wanted to borrow a room, but I didn't expect the other party to reply without even thinking about it, "Just go directly later, don't need to tell me."

However, the matter of going to someone else's dormitory still made Lancelot a little entangled. He wandered back and forth between the doors of his room and the marshal's room for a long time, feeling inexplicably guilty of doing something wrong.

At this point in time, there were still quite a few people in the dormitory building. Their floors were high, and the people living on this floor were all lieutenant colonels. Lancelot had already met several acquaintances during this time.

Most people in the military headquarters of the marshal's dormitory knew that there were still many soldiers passing by this dormitory who would look at the room in awe from time to time, as if they were looking at the owner of the dormitory.

Can't wait until there is no one around, Lancelot turned his head and took a deep breath, saying that his behavior was also allowed by the dormitory owner.

Just in front of a few soldiers passing by, he opened the door of the marshal with his own terminal, pushed the door and went in, leaving only those soldiers staring at each other on the ground.

This was the first time that Lancelot entered someone else's dormitory alone. This other person was his immediate boss, Marshal Uriah whom everyone in the empire admired.

Except for the lack of a bathtub in the bathroom, the layout of the dormitory is basically the same as his own. There are very few daily necessities in the room, and they are all necessary things.

Because the things were placed too neatly, or maybe there were too few personal items displayed in the room, Lancelot always felt that the room lacked the breath of life.

He went straight to the training equipment on the other side of the room. He hadn't trained physically for a week, and this time he only adjusted the training level to level 3.

Sure enough, after almost an hour of training, he smelled a faint smell from his glands.The smell of rosemary is very weak. If the space is more open, the smell may not be smelled.

Although his pheromone in the imperial database was determined to be a very rare rosemary, in fact, if he hadn't deliberately emitted it to deter others, the smell would still be very mild and light, at least it would not give people an unacceptable feeling.

Guessing that he was about to finish his training, a message from Uriah also came.

【Kane Uriah】:

Are you done training?

[Lancelot]: Well, there is still the last 3%. Are you done with work?

[Kane Uriah]: It's over, ready to go back.

[Lancelot]: Alright, then I'll pack up and go back first.

Uriah, who was on the other side of the terminal, looked at the chat information on his own terminal, and felt that the conversation was inexplicably inconsistent.

The 3% progress on Lancelot's side soon ended, and when he was about to push the door out, the terminal vibrated again.

[Kane Uriah]: Do you want to try a mech simulator?

His light blue eyes were slightly startled, and he sent it almost without thinking.

[Lancelot]: I think so.

When Uriah returned to his dormitory, he saw Lancelot wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers.

He is not training in the public training room, and he is also dressed more casually at the moment.

When Uriah entered his dormitory, he could smell the faint smell. Without saying anything, he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door.

He walked to the mecha simulator and pressed the power button.

Then he turned to Lancelot and asked, "How much do you know about mech manipulation?"

Lancelot answered truthfully: "The control system is divided into manual control and mental force control, the shape of the mecha, the internal structure of the structure, the position of the turret, the capacity of ammunition stored, the maximum load speed strength... I have no problem with theoretical knowledge. .”

Uriah nodded, he knew that Lancelot really liked mechs.

"What do you want to learn first?"

"I can still choose this one?" Lancelot was a little surprised, "Shouldn't the progress of the courses be in order?"

Uriah rubbed his chin: "If the instructor thinks it's good, it's okay to skip some useless parts."

Lancelot asked him: "Then I can learn mind control directly?"

Uriah thought for a while, and said: "Indeed, with your ability, manual control is almost not difficult, and your mental power level and matching degree have fully reached the level of mental power control, but before I teach you, I have to give You tell a story."

"This story will also be told in the big class?"

Uriah smiled mysteriously: "No."

He went on to add: "In big lectures it's not a story, it's a warning."

Lancelot changed to a more comfortable sitting position, as if listening to a story: "

tell me the story. "

But Uriah didn't intend to let him listen to the story comfortably, but walked aside, opened the hatch of the mecha simulator, and let him in.

Lancelot has never used a mecha simulator before, because of operational needs, everyone will adjust the chair height, handle size, helmet size and other data before using the mecha simulator for the first time.

However, all mecha simulators are connected to the Internet. As long as you debug once, the next time you use the simulator, you will automatically adjust it by flashing the terminal simulator.

After Lancelot sat down, Uriah began to help him debug.

While debugging, his story started to tell: "Actually, when we were learning mechs, there was no such thing as a simulator at all. We used mechas for actual combat operations. Because the captive Zerg was limited, we usually trained Mech vs. mech battle."

Uriah adjusted the height of the chair and the position of the handle for him, and then helped him adjust the back of the neck.

He looked at the man's fair neck and lowered his eyelashes: "The backrest of the neck is a very important part. There can be deviations in other places, but this position must not."

Lancelot continued: "The curve of the neck needs to fit perfectly with the chair behind it, so that the chair will automatically generate a buffer space during combat. Long-term combat and heavy impact will cause the greatest damage to the operator's spine. .”

"The memorization of the book is good." Uriah smiled.

Lancelot sat obediently on the control chair and let Uriah help him adjust. At this moment, his face was facing Uriah's chest.

Uriah was only wearing a black shirt. From Lancelot's angle, he could still see the man's sexy Adam's apple. The distance between the two was very close, and he could even smell the man's body. No cedar fragrance.

Uriah put his arms next to his ears, because when he was adjusting the chair, the cloth would be brushed against it from time to time, Lancelot felt a little itchy at the tips of his ears, and his body stretched even more involuntarily.

Seemingly feeling a bit awkward in the current posture, Lancelot asked for something to say, "Stop telling the story?"

"Talk." Marshal Uriah's voice hovered above his head, flowing slowly and magnetically, "The military department said to the public that because of the shortage of funds, the simulator can reduce the maintenance cost of the rack, but in fact the cost of a simulator The cost is far greater than the maintenance cost of the mech, not to mention the research and development cost of the simulator."

The part behind Lancelot's head finally tuned

When it was over, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's not a question of money."

"Yes. In fact, the problem lies in the control of mental power." Uriah said, reaching out to put the helmet of mental power control on him, and continued to debug.

"Psychic power control is faster and more accurate than manual control. These two are absolute advantages in the battle against the Zerg. But now the military department first teaches manual control. The spiritual power that is an absolute advantage can only be given to Manual control is used as an aid. These will not be taught to you in the course, and almost no one will ask, because these people may not feel the true strength of spiritual power in their entire lives."

"But there have been one or two in the past, as if everyone is in a dark house where you can't see your fingers. They are content with the status quo, but someone suddenly asks that they want to go outside." He paused , adding, "Those are people with enough understanding."

After saying this, the debugging work is almost completed. Uriah smiled, with a trace of concentration in his eyes, "Intellect is a very subtle thing, just like the definition people give to the soul, which is ambiguous. You said that smart people have intellect Is it high? Not really. But I think it might be more helpful for you to tell you first than to ask me later.”

In other words, Uriah is saying that he has high understanding.

Even if he doesn't talk about it now, with Lancelot's understanding, he will ask it himself sooner or later.

Lancelot looked at Uriah through the transparent shield of the helmet, and his light blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

It is said to be a helmet, but it is not like the general market.The helmet in the mecha operation room is more inclined to display data on the special transparent panel on the front of the helmet, which is actually very thin.

"Did something happen?" Lancelot asked.

Uriah was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, he turned his eyes away, his already dark eyes seemed to melt away like thick ink, and he couldn't see clearly the expression at this time, as if he had fallen into a distant memory.

"That's right. Because mental power is an associated product of human gender differentiation, pheromones also have a considerable influence on it, so when controlled by mental power, the body is more susceptible to the influence of pheromones."

"The mecha department of the empire was able to dominate the universe as it is now, but once in a war with an unknown small planet on the interstellar border, almost the entire army was wiped out."

As the prince of the empire, Lancelot has a fairly good understanding of the history of his country.

Uriah said this war he had

I saw it in history books, and it was considered a novel story at the time, but I didn’t expect to hear it again from people around me today.

"On their planet, people in that country forcibly forced hundreds of Omegas into estrus. In fact, they can endure this. Everyone knows that the pheromone content in the blood is higher. The rulers of their country will do anything to win. …”

Uriah's voice was very calm, with almost no ripples. Although the words were not exhausted, the part that was not said was self-evident.

The pheromone content in the blood is higher. In order to win, they will do whatever it takes to kill hundreds of Omegas in estrus and let them bleed.

Use blood with pheromones that can make Alpha, the strongest force in the interstellar, lose control.

"That war violated the interstellar law. That small planet almost killed all the Omega, and finally disappeared. But the mistake has been made, and history cannot be traced back. After that, there is almost no pure Omega in the Mecha Department Mentally controlled people."

Lancelot was a little dazed when he heard him tell this somewhat cruel story.

Uriah patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think about it, if you really want to learn mind control, I can teach you too."

"How did that war end?" Lancelot asked him suddenly.

Uriah's body stiffened imperceptibly, he paused, and described to Lancelot as concisely as possible: "In the end, there was a man who stabbed himself in the thigh in order to prevent himself from being affected by pheromones, and also gave himself a knife. Bloodletting, clean up the last few remnants of that planet."

After all, he added, "The Empire still won."

Lancelot removed the helmet on his head, just now it was separated by a transparent panel, and now he can clearly see the person in front of him.

The man's gaze returned to him.

A thought suddenly came to Lancelot's mind: "That person is you?"

Uriah actually didn't want to tell him, and at the same time he didn't want to deceive him. He sighed deeply in his heart, and finally he could only nod silently.

Lancelot felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't expect that Uriah could tell this story so calmly, and how painful he must have been at that time.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at the man's thigh, and Lancelot involuntarily stretched out his hand to cover it. Although he didn't know where the wound was, he instinctively felt that it was there.

Uriah was stunned by his actions.

In situ, the wound there had been restored in the cultivation cabin 800 years ago, so that no trace could be seen.

But now the man in front of him touched his thigh feeling sad, he stared at the soft top of the man's hair, all the gloom and unwillingness that had just aroused in his heart disappeared.

Uriah is not a person who grieves for the past, and it is better to enjoy the present than to grieve for the past.

He grabbed the hand that was groping his thigh, and looked at the person in front of him with a smile: "Are you still addicted to touching?"

Lancelot was taken aback by him, and immediately realized what he was doing.The base of his ear felt slightly hot, and he wanted to withdraw the hand held by Uriah, but he was pulled up by someone, and he stood up from the operating chair.

Looking at each other, he looked at Uriah with a smile and said to him:

"There are very few people in the military who can completely control their minds now. Do you want to hug my 'golden thigh'?"

Lancelot also laughed and said, "Then how do you charge the 'Golden Thigh' tuition?"

A hint of cunning flashed in Uriah's eyes: "Don't worry, it's not expensive."