Mecha Chapter 29: Habits

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Sulo

 

Luo XiaoLou tucked the necklace back into his shirt and turned to the computer, ready to withdraw the chip.

When his fingers touched the screen, Luo XiaoLou, who was extremely frustrated after his great joy and shock, suddenly thought of something and quickly asked, “125, do you have the information on the Grade 2 basic parts?”

After a few seconds, the metallic voice said without emotion, “The mecha parts data is too outdated to be stored in the system. But I can copy it down if you need it.”

Luo XiaoLou blinked, “Alright, copy it all.” As a computer that was going to cost him a lot of money, it finally had some practical use.

“Copy complete.”

Luo XiaoLou nodded in satisfaction, going back this week to consolidate it once more, the chances of completing Old Man Yan’s task would be much higher.

After that, Luo XiaoLou took the depleted energy box outside to Master Yan, and under that stern gaze, carefully explained the trouble he had caused while expressing his willingness to pay.

Master Yan glanced at the energy box, glared at Luo XiaoLou for a moment, then turned his head and carelessly said, “There’s no need to pay. I just hope you won’t make such a stupid mistake next time.” There were intact energy boxes in that room, as well as energy boxes that had run out of energy, with no records of them at all. Even if Luo XiaoLou didn’t say anything, no one would have even known about it.

Looking at Luo XiaoLou in front of him, and then thinking of Yang Ke, Master Yan’s gaze was suddenly a little less severe.

Luo XiaoLou could not wait to kiss the old man. Master Yan, you really are the cutest old man! Luo XiaoLou bowed with the box in his arms. He had actually saved his already very dried up vault. “Thank you so much!” 

Master Yan’s ears moved, and he immediately yelled in a middle-powered voice, “Get your ass out here and work for me. Do you want an old man to wait for you every day!”

Under the sympathetic and smiling eyes of his assistants, Luo XiaoLou stood with his head in his hands at the place designated by Old Man Yan, and began to fuse and manufacture parts.

On his way home from work, Luo XiaoLou asked, “Hey, you’re on, right? When are you going to give me the designs for the energy box?”

125’s unhappy voice came out muffled, “Do you have to ask every time if I’m on? It feels like I might crash.”

“Then how am I supposed to ask you?” Luo XiaoLou asked amiably.

“At least ask your questions when I’m on.” 125 insisted.

You’re an A.I. okay? Is there a need for such delicate nerves? Luo XiaoLou said not so sincerely, “Well, since you’re speaking, you should be on right. When will you give me the design? I hope to learn how to make an energy box within three months.”

“I hope so too, but I suggest you build a foundation first and learn what you just asked me to copy before.”

Luo XiaoLou figured that within a month, he would have mastered all of the Grade 1 parts and the hundred Grade 2 parts, and should be ready in time to prepare his gift. As Luo XiaoLou pushed open the door, the faint light that was hidden within his clothes quickly dimmed.

Greeting Yuan Xi, who was sitting on the sofa, as usual, Luo XiaoLou finished changing his clothes and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Yuan Xi really didn’t understand why Luo XiaoLou had to work part-time, wasn’t he tired of it? Besides, he had promised to take Luo XiaoLou to training simulation.

He was always so happy when got home. So was Luo XiaoLou shy with him or was he having an affair? Yuan Xi pondered grimly on the couch, not at all self-conscious that the word ‘affair’ didn’t apply to him and his slave.

In the middle of the night, while Luo XiaoLou was sleeping, Yuan Xi pulled Luo XiaoLou over and carefully sniffed him. Apart from the familiar smell of milk and strawberries — the special shower gel Luo XiaoLou had snatched up — there was no other smell, and there was also no sign of other people’s hair on his clothes. 

Although he didn’t smile, Yuan Xi’s fierce eyes visibly softened. It must just be shyness — as he thought. One of Luo XiaoLou’s hands unconsciously tugged on his arm again, and Yuan Xi immediately followed Luo XiaoLou’s strength and gently placed his arm on Luo XiaoLou’s shoulder, tucking him in along with the blanket.

Then Yuan Xi continued to think to himself, Although I have to maintain my authority as a master, I am a generous master after all, and will still allow my slave to secretly like me.

The next morning, Luo XiaoLou was surprised to find Yuan Xi hugging him and his own arms around the other with the blanket on top of them, his face still buried in his hair.

Why did he have to get up so early every morning?

Luo XiaoLou silently looked at the firm, smooth pecs in front of him, then whispered, “125, you’re there, aren’t you? I jumped on him again last night?”

Silence, the A.I. remained silent, sensibly silent.

Luo XiaoLou was furious, the guy could clearly stay powered on for a month.

As soon as Luo XiaoLou’s hand made to grab at the jade on his chest, the arm holding Luo XiaoLou suddenly tightened. Then his head was rubbed twice, and Yuan Xi vaguely said, “Should I call you early little alarm clock from now on?”

“I’m used to it.” Luo XiaoLou said with an effort to straighten his face, pretending to be unconcerned about his current situation.

Yuan Xi half lifted his head and looked down Luo XiaoLou’s half-open collar, down to the white, thin chest and pink nipples. The supple body clung to him. Yuan Xi licked his lips and whispered with a slight blush, “I’ll get used to it.”

They changed into their military-style uniforms, ate breakfast, and Yuan Xi drove them to school. In the afternoon, Luo XiaoLou packed his things and went to the Mecha Department to find Yuan Xi, who was also having mecha class, and wanted to take this opportunity to train hard.

As he entered the entrance of the Mecha Department, a young man suddenly blocked Luo XiaoLou’s way. The young man was good-looking, but gave off the impression that he was nasty and frivolous, and couldn’t do anything himself.

Luo XiaoLou was stunned. He didn’t know this person, was he here to pick a fight? But he hadn’t offended anyone lately…

“You’re Luo XiaoLou, right? I-I’m Major General Luo’s son, Luo ShaoFan,” the young man said, puffing out his chest and looking at Luo XiaoLou with an undisguised disgust in his eyes.

Luo XiaoLou was stunned. Weren’t Major General Luo’s sons Luo ShaoJun and Luo ShaoTian? This Luo ShaoFan… he thought for half a day and finally remembered that the person in front of him was the adopted son that Major General Luo personally carried back.

Luo XiaoLou’s mouth twitched. Luo ShaoJun and Luo ShaoTian are fine, but what do you mean by coming up to me? Luo XiaoLou really didn’t want to pay any attention to him, and was about to leave with a few casual words when a group of people walked in from the outside, led by the arrogant silver-haired Luo ShaoTian.

Luo ShaoFan’s upright body shrank and he looked at Luo ShaoTian with a somewhat reluctant smile, “ShaoTian, you’re here.”

Luo ShaoTian grunted in answer, then walked past Luo XiaoLou and Luo ShaoFan, knocking Luo ShaoFan to the side as he passed him. Luo XiaoLou didn’t want to let the two brothers take advantage of him and used this opportunity to head to the training room.

Yuan Xi was waiting at the door with a look of impatience, but when he saw Luo XiaoLou coming, he didn’t say anything and just instructed, “Do whatever I tell you to do later.”

Luo XiaoLou immediately nodded. It was so rare to have this opportunity and he decided to curry favor with Yuan Xi, this golden master.

After Yuan Xi swiped his card, he walked in with Luo XiaoLou. Since certain mecha fighters would bring mecha makers over to observe mecha performance or mecha fighters’ combat strength, attacking habits, etc., it wasn’t strange for Yuan Xi to bring Luo XiaoLou in.

Inside one of the training rooms, Yang Ke was also standing in front of the observatory. Yang Ke had volunteered to come, and Ling Xu didn’t object. Yang Ke watched the moving figure on the screen silently, his eyes full of undisguised enthusiasm.

Yuan Xi brought Luo XiaoLou to the speed training room, opened the two simulators, and nodded to Luo XiaoLou, “Do you remember the function keys I asked you to recognize last time? Start with the easiest and improve your hand speed. You’re too slow.”

Luo XiaoLou nodded approvingly and entered the simulator bin.

After his eyes went black, he was already standing in a huge training field in a black mecha, flanked by a white mecha. The white mecha looked at him sideways and then quickly stepped through the obstacles with a waveform step.

Luo XiaoLou was envious, but he had chosen the most ordinary training ground for his practice. The black mecha moved clumsily on the straight and level track until he had run hundreds of times with the simplest steps.

Luo XiaoLou felt that his fingers were stiff. When he was working on the parts, his fingers were already very fast and flexible.

Was the first level so hard to overcome?

No. Compromise might be in his vocabulary, but there was no giving up. He had had no chance at first, but now he had a mecha he could fly, and if physical fitness wasn’t an option, then he would work on it. If his hand speed wasn’t fast enough as an option, then he would increase it!

Luo XiaoLou’s sweat continued to drip down his forehead, and even though he was now in the virtual capsule, reality probably wasn’t far behind. He still didn’t stop his aching fingers until his head hurt too.

The progress bar still hadn’t reached full, and perhaps he needed to take a break before continuing.

 

But just as Luo XiaoLou was about to stop, a metallic voice suddenly said, “Continue.”