This time, Duan Hengye didn't return to the Research Institute as originally planned. Instead, he and Meng Jinhuai took the starship back to Nan zhuxing. Nan zhuxing wasn't very close to Planet X, plus there was a time difference. By the time the starship landed at the House of the Marshal, it was already late at night on the planet.
If it was in the past, Duan Hengye wouldn't be sleepy at this time. However, the amount of information he had encountered today was simply too much. After his mood had completely calmed down, his mind was in a state of chaos, which was rare for him. When he saw the pitch-black night sky outside the starship's window, Duan Hangye actually felt a strong sense of sleepiness.
Meng Jinhuai's decision to go to Planet X this afternoon was a bit sudden, so after returning to Nan zhuxing, he didn't go to rest first. Instead, he went straight to his office to deal with the reports and information he received in the afternoon.
The House of the Marshal was recently undergoing a small renovation. Duan Hengye's residence was moved to an empty room on the first floor. Duan Hengye went back to the bedroom in a daze. After washing up, he fell asleep not long after. He didn't know if it was because he was affected by today's incident. Although he was very sleepy, he didn't sleep very well.
In his sleep, Duan Hengye dreamed of a dazzling silver light. Although he closed his eyes in time when the light appeared, he could still feel the terrifying light through his eyelids. If it was said that the pitch-black darkness would bring despair to people, then wouldn't it be the same for the dazzling silver-white?
Because of this strange dream, Duan Hengye didn't sleep for long. When he opened his eyes again, the stars outside the window still hadn't set in Nan Zhuxing. After feeling that he was still trapped in the pitch-black night, Duan Hangye's mood, which had been disturbed by the nightmare, finally calmed down.
There was only a thin crack in the curtains of Duan Hangye's bedroom. When he saw the bright and gentle satellite, he got up and sat by the bed for a while. Then, he walked to the curtains and pulled them all open.
In an instant, the soft starlight leaked in through the window. Nan zhuxing was like spring all year round. The House of the Marshal was filled with beautiful ornamental plants. At this time, not far from Duan Hengye's window, there was a patch of red roses that were as tall as a person blooming. Seeing that there was no one at night, Duan Hengye simply opened the window.
In an instant, the cool night breeze pushed the fragrance of the flowers in through the window. The curtains that were pulled to the side also fluttered gently in the wind. It looked like a butterfly constantly flapping its wings.
Duan Hengye walked to the short cabinet in the room. Although he hadn't touched it before, he remembered that the robot in charge of cleaning the room would add different drinks to the cabinet every day. As expected, Duan Hengye opened the cabinet and saw the drinks neatly arranged inside. He observed for a while and then took out a glass bottle of carbonated drink.
Duan Hangye knew in his heart that he was not a person who was suitable for drinking.
The bedroom in the House of the Marshal was covered with a thick carpet. Duan Hengye walked barefoot to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. He hugged his knees and looked out the window. Although a few hours had passed, Duan Hengye was still recalling everything that happened during the day.
As a practitioner of ancient martial arts, Duan Hengye had always been very sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment and whether or not someone was approaching. But at this moment, because he was in a trance and was too familiar with him, Duan Hangye only raised his head when he heard the clear sound of footsteps.
Duan Hengye saw that Meng Jinhuai, who had finished his work, had appeared in front of him.
At this time, Meng Jinhuai took off his navy blue military jacket and gently placed it on his arm. The white shirt under the jacket was also unbuttoned to the third button, which was rare. The Marshal's military uniform was tailor-made. When the soft light of Nan Wei shone on his back, Meng Jinhuai's perfect figure was completely outlined.
As a person with very good eyesight, Duan Hengye felt that … he seemed to be able to see the clear lines of the other party's chest.
Cough cough cough … Duan Hengye awkwardly moved his gaze away from Meng Jinhuai's chest.
But although the scene in front of him disappeared, Duan Hengye couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Meng Jinhuai's figure was really good.
In his previous life, Duan Hengye practiced ancient martial arts from a young age. Although he usually looked very thin because of his skeletal structure, at least he could be said to be "thin with clothes, but muscular without clothes". But after transmigrating into "Toppling Stars", Duan Hengye's physical fitness was very poor because of the drug. Although his skills had almost recovered, his figure was still the same.
Wait … now was obviously not the time to think about this.
At this time, there was only a rose bush between Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai. Although the plants in the Galaxy were specially cultivated, their flowering period was much longer than ordinary plants on Earth. But in Duan Hengye's impression, this rose bush had also bloomed for a period of time. So now, it was almost time for it to wither.
At this moment, a gust of night wind blew from the side, and the flowers that were as tall as a person swayed gently in the air. At the same time, finally, petals of the rose were blown down by the wind, and then fell on Meng Jinhuai's body.
If a comparison had to be made, at this moment, Duan Hengye didn't look like a soldier, but more like a legendary vampire.
After the wind blew away, Meng Jinhuai finally spoke. He reached out and took the petals off his clothes, then smiled and said to Duan Hengye, "It's so late, why aren't you resting?"
After speaking, Meng Jinhuai reached out and pushed aside a sparse flower bush in front of him, then walked through it and walked towards Duan Hengye. After all, the rose had some thorns. Meng Jinhuai's movements were very careful, but still elegant.
Although Duan Hengye's room was on the first floor, it was still slightly higher than the outside by more than half a meter.
After walking over here, Meng Jinhuai didn't directly enter through the floor-to-ceiling window or the side door. Instead, he sat directly on the windowsill. Coupled with his current appearance, he looked very unruly, which was a great contrast to his serious and serious appearance at work.
"I just took a nap and woke up," said Duan Hengye.
Hearing this, Meng Jinhuai nodded, then turned to look out the window and said, "When I was on the hovercraft just now, I vaguely saw that the window in your room was wide open, so I wanted to go down and take a look."
Saying this, Duan Hengye suddenly remembered the time. He looked at the optical supercomputer and found that it has been more than three hours since he and Meng Jinhuai returned to Nan zhuxing. Unlike him, who had yet to get used to the time difference between the stars, Meng Jinhuai should have been running non-stop for about 20 hours.
However, as a workaholic, despite working for an entire day, Meng Jinhuai's condition miraculously didn't drop at all. If one only looked at his appearance, no one would have guessed that he had been working non-stop for so long.
"It's so late, aren't you going to rest?" Duan Hengye couldn't help but ask.
"Mhmm," Meng Jinhuai nodded after hearing this, then said softly, "I'll be there soon." After he finished speaking, Meng Jinhuai turned around and saw the bottle of drink next to Duan Hengye.
Meng Jinhuai said, "It's not good for sleep if you drink it at night. There's a blue glass bottle, the taste is about the same, you can try it." After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. He has been with Meng Jinhuai for a while now, but in Duan Hengye's impression, he has never seen Meng Jinhuai drink anything.
The Marshal's temperament seems to have been insulated from those sweet drinks.
"These are all old brands in Nan zhuxing. When I was young, I used to secretly drink them behind my parents' back. Although it's been more than ten years, I heard that the taste hasn't changed much, "Meng Jinhuai said slowly. His voice was naturally very low, and it was extremely magnetic. When he spoke, the word "Su" was more than enough.
But tonight, Meng Jinhuai couldn't lower his voice, and even the speed of his speech slowed down. He began to talk about his childhood with Duan Hengye. Meng Jinhuai was also a person who didn't have a childhood. The story he told tonight deliberately avoided the war and the military, and he began to talk about short fragments of his childhood. In the context of the Interstellar society, these stories were not special, and they were actually somewhat boring.
Putting aside the main character, the marshal, if this story were to be heard by other people in the galaxy, they would definitely be called "boring". But Duan Hengye was different. He was a transmigrator from the Earth era, and he also lacked childhood memories. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye didn't feel bored at all. Instead, he would ask a few questions from time to time.
Duan Hengye didn't know when, but he felt his eyelids start to droop. He tried to open his eyes several times, and he tried not to yawn. But in the end, he couldn't resist the sudden sleepiness, and he leaned against the wall and slowly closed his eyes.
"Good night, A Heng." This was the last sentence Duan Hengye heard before he fell asleep.
The huge floor-to-ceiling window was closed again, and the heavy curtains were also pulled up. Due to the change of the planet, Duan Hengye's biological clock, which he had always been proud of, didn't work that day. After a long time, Duan Hengye finally woke up.
As a person who had the habit of leaving a slit in the curtains when he slept, when Duan Hangye woke up and saw that the bedroom was still dark without a trace of light, he was stunned for a moment before subconsciously reaching out to touch the optical computer at the side.
"Nan zhuxing time, 11 o 'clock in the morning …"
Wait, Nan zhuxing, 11 o 'clock in the morning?
After seeing these numbers, Duan Hengye suddenly sat up in bed. How did I sleep until 11 o 'clock? It's fine that my biological clock didn't work, but why didn't the robot in the House of the Marshal wake me up on time?
As a person who had always been punctual, Duan Hengye was shocked when he saw the time on the optical computer.
It should be noted that Meng Jinhuai didn't come to the Southern Star for a vacation this time. He had serious business to attend to. On the return starship, Meng Jinhuai and Duan Hangye had already carefully explained the contents of the classified document that the military had discovered and deciphered in detail.
Therefore, Duan Hengye now knew that the document released by the research institute used a new hidden encryption method, which had never been seen before. Even though it had been more than a decade since the document was released, and interstellar technology had changed more than one generation, the relevant experts called by the military still couldn't open the core content of the document.
Decrypting this document required a lot of system architecture knowledge, so as someone who had done a lot of research in this field, as well as the director of the Yeti Empire Mecha Research Institute, Duan Hengye would definitely be of great help if he could join the decryption team.
Duan Hengye remembered … yesterday, Meng Jinhuai said that the first decryption meeting would start at 11 o 'clock in the morning Nan zhuxing time. In other words, the moment Duan Hengye woke up, he was already destined to be late.
However, after looking at his current position, Duan Hengye remembered another thing — in his memory, he seemed to have accidentally fallen asleep leaning against the wall last night, so how did he get back to bed this morning …
It seemed like he shouldn't think about this in detail … and now wasn't the time to think about it.
Duan Hengye confirmed that his optical computer didn't receive any reminders from his assistant Ye Pu, then he directly took out a sweater from the closet and quickly walked to the bathroom.
As the director of the research institute, the original host's style of dressing had always been more formal. In addition, after coming here, Duan Hengye's style was always handled by a staff member. Therefore, over time, Duan Hengye gradually got used to the original host's style of dressing.
But this morning, because he was too anxious, Duan Hengye directly took out a sweater from the closet that was more obvious and pleasing to the eye. When he finished washing up, changed his clothes, and was about to go out, Duan Hangye realized that his current style was completely different from his previous style … Instead, it was not much different from what he was used to wearing in his previous life.
As an otaku who spent most of his time in the laboratory, Duan Hengye's daily clothes were mainly comfortable. Naturally, this kind of sweater became his first choice.
Standing at the door, Duan Hengye looked at the loose black sweater on his body and paused for a moment. In the end, he gritted his teeth and continued to walk towards the conference room that Meng Jinhuai mentioned before.
He was already late, so Duan Hengye didn't want to waste any more time.
At this time, the conference room that Duan Hengye was going to was extremely quiet. The medium-sized room was almost full of people, but not a single sound came out.
If a passerby saw this, they would definitely exclaim at the identity of the people present. Not only was the person in charge of Nan zhuxing's security system, but even the two generals and Marshal Meng Jinhuai were all present.
Time slowly passed by. Finally, an unfamiliar baby-faced man glanced at the optical computer. After looking at the time, he hesitated for a moment and finally said to Meng Jinhuai, "Marshal, it's already 11: 20, shouldn't we start the meeting?"
He asked the question that was on everyone's mind.
Hearing this, Meng Jinhuai, who had been silent all this time, glanced at the door and said, "Soon, there's still a technical expert who's not here yet."
After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, the baby-faced man couldn't help but smile. He continued, "Marshal, even if you don't believe in me, don't you believe in your team? In terms of data decryption, we're definitely the most authoritative people in the Galaxy. Even the experts from the royal family can't compare to us. "There was a sense of confidence in his voice that couldn't be ignored.
The person who spoke was the head of an organization under Nan zhuxing, just like the organization that Duan Hengye accidentally found to clone drugs for him. This organization also stood at the top of the pyramid in their own industry, but other than a few insiders, no one in the Galaxy would be able to link them to Nan zhuxing.
Even General Yu Xinlan, who was sitting next to Meng Jinhuai, had a puzzled look on her face. She then said to Meng Jinhuai, "Yes, Marshal, we can actually start the meeting first."
Before Yu Xinlan could finish speaking, the sound of the door opening came from the other side of the conference room.
Other than Meng Jinhuai and a few high-ranking military officials, the rest of the people present were from the organization under Nan zhuxing. After hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone looked over at the same time, waiting to see who Meng Jinhuai had invited today.
The address of the conference room was very close to Duan Hengye's bedroom, so he didn't take the indoor transportation. Instead, he walked over quickly. Because he walked in a hurry, Duan Hengye's breathing was a little rapid when he entered the room, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
When the door of the conference room opened, Duan Hengye first steadied his breathing, then suddenly bowed slightly to the people in the room. Because he walked in a hurry, his voice was a little hoarse as he explained, "I'm really sorry, I didn't hear the robot's reminder this morning … I'm so late."
As someone who didn't like being late, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel awkward when he explained, so he lowered his head.
Duan Hengye's hair was a little long recently, and because he lowered his head when he spoke and bowed, half of his face was covered, only revealing his sharp chin. For a moment, no one in the entire conference room recognized him.
Even Duan Hengye's old acquaintance, Yu Xinlan, was stunned for a moment, then said to the "stranger" who suddenly broke in, "Uh … Sir, please find a seat first."
Although the staff members of the relevant organizations who came to the conference today didn't wear formal wear, they still changed into checkered shirts. Therefore, from Yu Xinlan's point of view, the man who suddenly barged into the meeting room was dressed too casually. Not to mention the jeans, but especially the sweater with a pattern printed on the back, which made her wonder if he had just graduated from high school.
That's right, until now, Duan Hengye, who came out in a hurry, didn't notice that the black sweater he chose actually had a large print on the back.
Of course, Duan Hengye could tell that Yu Xinlan didn't recognize him, but because he was late, he didn't explain. Instead, he quickly walked to the only empty seat at the round table. This seat was directly opposite Meng Jinhuai. Although there was nothing special about the round table, since he sat there, it felt like a big shot was present.
After Duan Hengye entered the room and sat down, everyone finally looked at the screen in front of them. But at this moment, Meng Jinhuai suddenly said, "It's okay, it's not your fault, I turned off the time reminder function of the robot."
The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly froze.
Yu Xinlan, who was looking down at the optical computer, slowly raised her head and looked at the person who came … If her common sense was correct, if Meng Jinhuai wanted to turn off the time reminder function of the robot, he had to go to his bedroom.
… So, who was this man with long bangs in the sweater?
The answer seemed to be right in front of everyone's eyes.
Following closely behind General Yu, the others couldn't help but silently look at him. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye didn't react for a moment. He couldn't help but look up at Meng Jinhuai and stiffly replied, "Oh."
This face, it really is Duan Hengye!
After taking a closer look, Yu Xinlan silently moved her chair back a little. Then, she glanced at the print on the sweater and repeatedly confirmed what he was wearing. In General Yu's impression, Duan Hengye wasn't this kind of person …
At the same time, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, especially the baby-faced man who spoke at the beginning. Even though he clearly saw that the person in front of him was indeed Duan Hengye, he couldn't help but tentatively say, "Professor Duan."
Even though Duan Hangye didn't understand what he was trying to do, he still turned his gaze over. He was silent for a moment, then said to the other party's sparkling eyes, "... Good morning."
"Good morning! Professor Duan! " He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Duan Hangye felt as if this young man he had never seen before was about to cry at this moment. Duan Hengye wasn't good at socializing, and he didn't have any experience in dealing with situations like this. Even though he could see the excitement in the person in front of him, he silently moved his gaze back to his optical computer.
In fact, it was understandable that this person in front of him worshipped Duan Hengye. Decrypting documents and systems related knowledge had a lot of overlap. The news of Duan Hengye helping the military to fix a system bug had already spread throughout the Galaxy. Other than causing awe among the onlookers, people in related industries had already regarded Duan Hengye as their idol.
As the person in charge of a subordinate organization in Nan zhuxing, the baby-faced man in front of him had always regarded Duan Hengye as his idol because of his mecha. After what happened last time, he was looking forward to meeting his idol one day.
The person in charge sneaked a glance at Duan Hengye's clothes and added in his mind — — and he's such a down-to-earth idol!
Thinking back to what happened when Duan Hengye entered the room, if his memory wasn't skewed due to his excitement, Duan Hengye seemed to have bowed to him for being late … Sometimes, reaching the pinnacle of life happened in an instant.
Even though Yu Xinlan couldn't help but sigh at Duan Hengye's clothes today, as an experienced military staff member, she was very familiar with the situation. After Duan Hengye, the "Marshal's special technical expert", arrived, she took the initiative to preside over the meeting.
"Good morning everyone. First of all, everyone more or less knows the meaning of this document. Also, the Marshal and the military have a high degree of trust in everyone. But according to the procedure, we still need to ask everyone to wear a monitor. " After speaking, Yu Xinlan glanced at Meng Jinhuai who was sitting on the side. After he nodded, she reached out her hand and tapped on the optical computer a few times.
In an instant, the originally clean conference table cracked a few times. Then, a metal box appeared in front of the people who weren't wearing military uniforms.
Yu Xinlan said, "Before the meeting begins, please wear it properly."
Duan Hengye had never seen this so-called "monitor" before, so when the person sitting next to him opened the box, he couldn't help but curiously look at the staff member who he had never seen before.
At this moment, Meng Jinhuai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly explained to Duan Hengye, "The monitors they wear can only be removed in the military. During this period of time, the monitors will pay attention to the surrounding environment, as well as the wearer's words, movements, and even emotions. When the military is conducting activities that require confidentiality, all participants have to wear it. "
Hearing this, Duan Hengye nodded thoughtfully. At this moment, the optical computer in the office began to beep, indicating that everyone had already put on the monitors.
Seeing this, Yu Xinlan looked around the conference room. After confirming that there were no mistakes, she finally began to talk about the official content of the meeting.
Although Duan Hengye already knew the whole story from Meng Jinhuai, when he heard the simplified version of the story from Yu Xinlan, he couldn't help but fall into an inexplicable emotion.
When Duan Hengye looked up, he noticed that Meng Jinhuai, who was sitting across from him, had been silently watching Yu Xinlan while she was talking. Duan Hengye couldn't help but relax. He began to focus on listening to Yu Xinlan.
Unlike Duan Hengye who already knew the details of the incident, after hearing Yu Xinlan's explanation, Duan Hengye saw the staff members around him slowly opening their mouths. Obviously, no one could have imagined that there was such a background behind the confidential document.
Involuntarily, the way they looked at Duan Hengye gradually became complicated. But then they realized that as the person involved in the incident, Duan Hengye was calmer than anyone else.
After Yu Xinlan finished speaking, Meng Jinhuai nodded and then motioned for the person in charge of the organization responsible for the preliminary decryption a few days ago to explain the confidentiality of the document to Duan Hengye.
Seeing this, the baby-faced man immediately stood up excitedly. He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to explain the work process to his idol today and complete the project with him.
Even though he was a little excited, when he thought about the heavy meaning behind this matter, he instantly calmed down. The person pursed his lips, then connected his optical computer to the large holographic screen in the conference room. He began to analyze the confidentiality of the document for Duan Hengye and explained the preliminary decryption process of his team.
In fact, the staff member who spoke was a little nervous at first. After all, even though he had read a lot of reports and information about Duan Hengye on the Star Web, as a rational adult, he always knew that the people in the reports were definitely not the same as the people in real life.
As the director of the research institute, Duan Hengye should be a very serious and strict person in his field. Therefore, when he was telling Duan Hangye about his work during this period of time, he was even more nervous.
But she didn't expect that when listening to her talk about work, not only did Duan Hangye not frown, he even lowered his head and carefully recorded it on his optical computer. Duan Hengye's attentive look was undoubtedly a great encouragement for this "fan".
In fact, it didn't take long for the relevant military personnel to discover the encrypted document and for the team to decrypt it. Compared to the weapon blueprints hidden in the core confidential area, the peripheral information and the transmission records of this document were not as important, so it wasn't too difficult to decrypt it.
The real complicated part had just begun, but even this group of highly professional staff members had no clue at all.
In the end, his explanation stopped here. More than an hour had passed without them noticing. Everyone in the room knew that today's meeting was actually just the beginning of the decryption process. But when faced with the iron wall of encrypted documents on the holographic screen, no matter how experienced a person was, they couldn't help but show a conflicted expression.
This task wasn't "simple" at all, it could even be described as "tricky".
After the introduction, the meeting went into a rest period. As the marshal, Meng Jinhuai temporarily left to deal with other matters in the military. At this time, the robot also brought coffee to the remaining people. Duan Hengye supported his chin with one hand while his other hand repeatedly scrolled through the failed decryption records. His expression was still the same as before, no special emotions could be seen. He didn't even frown in the face of such complicated things.
Although Meng Jinhuai temporarily left, Yu Xinlan and Dongfang Hewen still stayed in the conference room. With these two generals in the room, the room was still very quiet during the break period. The staff members responsible for decrypting the documents gathered in twos and threes and quietly discussed work problems. Some people would look up at Duan Hengye from time to time, but they didn't have the courage to speak to him.
But … it was different for an old acquaintance, Yu Xinlan.
In her opinion, compared to the nervous staff members, Duan Hengye, who was holding his chin with his hand and reading documents while drinking coffee, was extremely calm.
General Yu finally couldn't help but walk up to Duan Hengye and ask jokingly, "Professor Duan, why are you so calm? Although I don't understand, from the description, I feel that this job isn't simple … "Hearing her words, Duan Hangye shifted his gaze from the light brain to the coffee cup, then nodded with an" En ".
Yu Xinlan couldn't help but glance at Duan Hengye's dense notes again. She then asked casually, "You're so calm, do you already have an idea?"
Duan Hengye didn't directly answer Yu Xinlan's question. He just sat up straight again and nodded silently.
The people in the conference room were secretly observing Duan Hengye. After seeing his movement, the whispers all stopped.
Duan Hengye, you're not joking, right?
"…"
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