Chapter 9: Marshal, you can call me by my name.
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
In her will, Marianna left half of her estate to Lin Xu.
Chen Jinshan handed over the relevant legal documents to him after the funeral, while the man who had experienced the pain of losing his wife and son had a tired and sad face. He said to Lin Xu, “This property is enough for you to buy a private planet. If you like a quiet and undisturbed life, leave Endymion today and don’t do any more research… You’re not the kind of person who gets sad and everything… you’re still young, life goes on, everything will be fine.”
“What are you going to do?” Lin Xu keenly perceived the abnormality revealed in Chen Jinshan’s words.
“… I’m going to leave the Capital Star.” Chen Jinshan pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to show a smile to comfort Lin Xu, but he failed, his expression only became more stiff and strange, while Lin Xu still gazed at him soberly, “I’m applying for a transfer to Michael’s defense line outside Haven, to leave this heartbreaking place.”
Lin Xu didn’t try to buy a planet; right now, he was more interested in mecha.
“What about a combat mecha? Like the models you and Marshal use.”
Arnold could not have been more surprised, “My mecha is the MK868 model, the cost is four billion star coins up and down. The Marshal’s mecha is a special custom model with high research and development costs, the total calculation is ten billion.”
This price was a bit high, but if there was really a day when it was needed, it was not impossible to pay.
“Mr. Lin Xu is interested in mecha?”
Heinrich walked into the bridge. He had just gone to check the S105’s external defenses, and after taking off his exit armor, he was left with a dark blue space combat suit that fit more snugly than a land military uniform, outlining the smooth muscular lines of his arms.
Lin Xu turned his swivel chair in Heinrich’s direction, “Somewhat.”
He spoke in a nasal voice that seemed to invariably carry some abrasive or bristly quality.
Heinrich glanced quickly and briefly at the instruction manual for the starship in Lin Xu’s hand, twitched his lips, then spoke, “Blizzard is parked in storage, sir, would you like to see it?”
“Now?” Lin Xu raised his eyes, leaving the back of his chair to sit up straight, realizing that Heinrich’s expression didn’t look like he was joking, and the man never joked with him, ever cold, serious and true.
“Mn,” Heinrich paused, “S105 is at full speed, and for the time being it is not suitable to fly the mecha out of the cabin, but it is possible to enter the cockpit and have a look.”
Lin Xu’s question made it difficult for Heinrich to tell if he really wanted to see the metal giants in the warehouse and had to ask.
In fact, Lin Xu looked terrible now, the bright to sharp smile from the party that day seemed fleeting, and now he was back to his initial confused and coldly silent appearance.
Lin Xu left Endymion in a hurry and didn’t pack much of his belongings. He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and his semi-long hair was loose, with no interest in taking care of it, and it looked as limp and disheveled as his sweater.
Heinrich wondered if Lin Xu was in the mood to admire the mecha.
In response, the virtual screen was closed with the light flickering in front of him, and Lin Xu stood up from his swivel chair and walked quickly towards him, “Shall we go, Marshal?”
Heinrich responded with a soft “yes” and led Lin Xu through the starship tunnel towards the warehouse at the rear of the ship, Lin Xu was originally following him, Heinrich controlled the distance of his steps so that Lin Xu could walk alongside him.
Arnold, who was left at the bridge console, looked at the two men’s backs and muttered, “This isn’t normal…”
No, something was wrong with the Marshal from the moment he saw Mr. Lin, what the hell was going on… Was it because Mr. Lin bit the Marshal’s neck that Marshal was marked?
That didn’t make sense! How could a beta mark an alpha?!
Just as Arnold felt he was going crazy, Ryan, who had also been left behind, came over and asked, “Colonel, can I help you with the pilot assist position?”
Arnold frowned at him for a few seconds, finally regaining some of his poise as Marshal Chu’s adjutant and asked, “Your name is Ryan, right… Ryan of the Kalt family?”
Ryan gave a warm smile and rubbed the back of his head.
Arnold thought the boy was a bit silly, and moved his eyes back to the console, saying after a while, “Learned how to drive from your dad?”
“Yes, I did.”
“Okay, go touch the intelligent operation, you take the co-pilot seat.”
He still didn’t understand how General Kalt could let an A-Class alpha son go to be a researcher in a museum.
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S105’s warehouse was only thirty meters high, not enough for the mecha Blizzard to stand in, so it could only temporarily condemn Blizzard to sit on the ground with its knees bent and its two long steel arms hanging down by its legs.
The walls of the warehouse were painted pure white, MK686 was placed on the left side of Blizzard, only two giant mecha existed in the large space, as if it was empty, and the silent air was transmitting the humming vibrations of the starship’s engine running.
Lin Xu and Heinrich’s footsteps became more pronounced, unconsciously, their footsteps gradually overlapped together, as they approached, the intelligent control lights gradually lit up, and the shadows dispersed revealing Blizzard’s entire appearance.
Countless huge metal parts were used to build this humanoid mecha, even the smallest screw in the foot was also fist-sized, its special paint was gunmetal gray, barely reflecting the light, revealing an abrupt chill.
But even so, Blizzard did not look dumb and clumsy, on the contrary, its overall lines were smooth and simple, and the residual gunfire scars on the paint job made all this technology look a bit rugged.
There were only four of them on board the S105, and for the time being there were no technicians to repair the scars left on Blizzard during the pursuit of the Star Pirates.
“Mr. Lin Xu, come this way.” Heinrich raised his hand and pointed the way, guiding Lin Xu to the mecha arm drop, where he had to tilt his head as high as it would go to see the top of the mecha.
After Heinrich completed his voice verification and pupil recognition, the cockpit door opened and a gangway was lowered, allowing the two of them to step up and enter the cockpit.
“Marshal Chu, welcome again.” The mecha’s AI was a female voice mode, and the electronic tone was calm and placid.
The cockpit was small, but the interior was neat and tidy, with no leaking oil or exposed wires or other things Lin Xu often saw on apocalypse mechanics.
The operating console was close to the front window, all kinds of buttons next to each other, densely lined up on it, almost dizzying, in addition to two fixed driving positions, its upper pendant helmet.
“Is this a two-person hand-operated mecha?” inquired Lin Xu.
Lin Xu’s only superficial knowledge of interstellar-era mecha informed him that mental energy was a key factor in flying a mecha, and Heinrich’s S-Class mental energy was admired in the military for that reason.
“Blizzard was my mother’s mecha, and most of the giant mecha built during that period were two-person mecha, equipped with both a hand-operated system, a transmission control system and a mental energy operating system. It’s designed to circumvent, as much as possible, a mecha master being mentally shocked by the massive amount of information coming back from a giant mecha operation, resulting in brain collapse.” When it came to mecha and combat, Heinrich’s words became more and smoother.
“Blizzard has since undergone several modifications, but has retained all three operating systems. “
He pointed to the other pilot seat, Lin Xu did not refuse, walked over and sat down, looking out the front view window for the first time from the mecha pilot’s perspective. Heinrich also took a seat in his usual left pilot seat after he settled in, his helmet automatically lowering over his silver hair.
“Mental energy has been verified, officially opening the operating system for you.”
As soon as the AI spoke, Heinrich heard Lin Xu say, “Marshal, you don’t have to call me sir, you can just call me by my first name.”
Heinrich froze and opened his mouth slightly, not sure if it was because he was surprised or because he wanted to speak, his tongue rested against his palate for a moment before a syllable slowly escaped from his lips, “Xu?”
The name was soft, sounding like the words one would use when putting one’s index finger up in front of one’s mouth to call for silence, but the cabin was so quiet that all one could hear was the sound of clothing rubbing together.
Lin Xu turned his head to Heinrich and finally revealed a different look from his previous indifference.
It was difficult to describe this look, it could only be called delicate.
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