Chapter 39

Maybe it was because she had just been fighting with mecha, and Claire's collar was half open. A faint smell of rust came from the other side's body, spread to the surroundings of muzzy, and filled his nose.

This is the smell of clarier's pheromone.

Alpha has no fixed estrus. Unmarried alpha will be crazy because of the pheromone smell emitted by unmarked Omega, and release pheromones to suppress each other. But now the Galactic Empire has implemented a suppression loop, and the estrus of unmarried Omega has been effectively suppressed, and a large number of pheromones will no longer be scattered randomly.

Now, except after strenuous exercise or under special circumstances, alpha will consciously reduce the taste of its pheromone. Few people know what other alpha pheromones taste like except close people.

The light rust smell swept over, not strong, but as the water spread, as if to wrap up muzzy, the smell lasted for a long time.

Muzzy himself did not like the smell of blood. But at this moment, he was not disgusted. He even felt that the smell was a little pleasant and reassuring, which made him calm down.

Clarier, holding muzzy's shoulder, asked more gently, "Cai, would you like to go with me to the military headquarters?"

Muzzy nodded.

When he calmed down, he also got a glimpse. Clarier would not have taken him to such a place as the headquarters for no reason. Although muzzy doesn't know what happened, it must have something to do with the mecha confrontation.

Maybe there's something wrong with Mu Feng's mecha, and he needs to take a look at it as well.

Seeing that the young man in front of her did not reject her pheromone, Claire was pleased. When he got the reply, he took muzzy's thin shoulder and walked out: "I've sent Ian to prepare the aircraft. We'll leave for F area later."

Mu Tze responded obediently.

Because of the posture, he was very close to Corell. The other side was like a red fireplace burning in winter. The heat continued to radiate from the other side, which threw itself on muzzy's skin and made him shiver.

The original light rust smell is also more rich.

To the rest of the court, clarier was tall, long legged and strong, with strong forearms under the folded shirt sleeves. Compared with him, muzzy was much thinner, and he was held by the other side as if he were nestling in clarier's arms, looking very clever.

After they stepped out of the stadium and boarded Ian's private aircraft parked in the open area, Mu Feng also followed him.

He looked at the two people sitting in the back row next to each other.

Mozart is looking at zhinao, but he doesn't notice Mufeng. But Clare looked up at him.

That one glance reminds Mu Feng of the iceberg that has not changed for thousands of years, which implies a warning. He can't beat each other, can only sit in the middle row, but the mind did not move away.

I always felt that my brother was going to be abducted, and I was abducted by collelle, who was not pure in purpose!

His brother is so good to himself in weekdays. Although he seems to dislike him, he is concerned about his life and secretly gives him some pocket money.

I don't care about it.

However, when he thought of the appearance that he was not aware of the alpha and some beta warm sights around him when he was in class with their mecha combat Department on weekdays, he could not open his mouth to remind the other party.

How should he remind? My brother doesn't know anything. And perhaps Clare is waiting for muzzy to find out!

After all, when her brother was slow, Claire could put on a costume. If this sheet of window paper had been pierced, perhaps Clare would have been lawless in the name of pursuit!

If you make yourself self defeating and let the other party become more serious, then isn't Mu Tze going to be abducted and run faster?!

Mu Feng thought of here, although people have been sitting in the middle row, but the mind is always concerned about every move in the back row.

If there's something wrong, even if President clarier wants to dismantle his mecha, he can't let his brother be wronged!

Mu Tze didn't know what Mu Feng was thinking. He was busy sending messages to Ruan Jia. Before going out, they made an appointment to have lunch together. Now he wants to go to the military headquarters, and he doesn't know when he can come back. Of course, he has to tell Ruan Jia in advance.

Clare sat next to him, holding each other.

The young man was lowering his hair, and from his small ears to his snow-white back neck, he was unprepared to be exposed to Clare's sight.

Claire looked at muzzy's ears, which were white and round, with only a small lobe.

It must be soft to suck.

His eyes continued to linger, and then to the little bulge at the junction of his neck and left shoulder.

It's Mu Tze's gland.

It was from that place that the sweet fragrance of peach flowed out continuously, which stirred the nerves in clarier's brain and challenged his endurance.I really want to bite it. It must be very sweet there. Once it is bitten, there will definitely be a more intense peach fragrance emerging.

When he bites it hard, the young man may cry to escape. But all of this is in vain. He will be branded by himself and infused with his own pheromone. The whole person is as fresh and juicy as a peach and very delicious.

At the thought of it, Clare felt a little excited.

It won't work. He sat very close to muzzy. If he goes on like this, the other party will certainly be scared by him.

When she thought of this, she quietly bent down and took a deep breath near her neck while she was still sending news.

He's just like a smoker who's just finished smoking, and he just feels extremely satisfied. Clare closed her eyes and noticed a line of sight sweeping in front of her.

Instead of looking back, he moved his nose and sniffed it for a while. Then he stood up quietly, opened his eyes and looked at Mu Feng in front of him.

The blonde man was wearing a snow-white shirt, and almost all his body was lying on the body of an unknown young man. His eyes are as sharp as hawks and falcons. When he looks over, the fierce anger in his eyes is really frightening Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was sweating heavily on his forehead and turned back quickly. He thought it was impossible to be tough with Clare; he would have to find a chance to gently mention his brother.

Otherwise, the other party's ferocious strength, his brother is afraid to be eaten bones are not left.

When Mu Feng finally told Ruan Jia what happened, they arrived at the gate of the military headquarters.

As the successor of the Leon family, collelle stayed in the army headquarters for two periods a year, and accompanied the fleet on missions. Naturally, the guard knew him.

For this reason, it was not too difficult for coryle to stand guard. After making a detailed security check on muzzy and Mufeng to make sure they didn't carry dangerous goods, the guard put them in.

Murtzsche followed clarier around the corner, his brain turned to paste, only to see the speed of each other's walking slowed down.

Clare led them to a vast area of independence. Looking around, the area divided is full of large workshops, as well as rows of dormitory buildings and central control area.

As he was walking along the road with clarier, he saw that there were vehicles with countless shining metallic parts coming out of one workshop and moving to another.

Although he has only been on the course for a few months, he can barely identify a few simple parts. These are all used to make up the mecha, clarier, who brought them to the mecha manufacturing site of the headquarters.

Muzzy was in a fog.

Mu Feng's mecha doesn't seem to be broken. Even if it does, it should not be so serious.

Sure enough, claret was concerned, but confused, and perhaps on the principle of being on the safe side, and afraid of something wrong with the rosefinch, she brought people here.

But why did he follow? He studied mechanical nursing, not machine armor manufacturing.

Clarier grabs a white coat that's coming out of the central control area and looks like a researcher.

"Where is Mr. bazer now?" she asked directly

The white coat obviously knew Clare, and a smile appeared on his face: "it's in room 314. Master Clare can go directly."

Clare nodded, took muzzy's shoulder and entered the central control area.

Three people into the building, take the elevator, all the way to room 314. Clare had been here many times, and after knocking on the door, he pushed it straight in.

Two people are standing in the control room.

One was wearing a white coat, short and plump, with hair supporting the center, thick eyebrows and narrow eyes. It's bazer.

Another man, with a straight uniform, white gloves and a clear and handsome face, was talking to baze in a low voice.

"Master bazer, major general Nolan."

They both turned their heads, nodded at Clare, and almost involuntarily put their eyes on muzzy, who was standing beside him.

Mu Tsai suddenly received two straightforward gaze, followed by a serious greeting: "good master, good major general."

The front of Nolan heard this, pause for a while, just nod, should a: "hello."

Mu Feng is very excited.

Unexpectedly, he met the best mecha maker in the Empire, master bazer, the founder of Baize!

When he also stuttered to say hello, clarier opened the door and said to bazer: "teacher, I have just finished my internship in the college, and it seems that I have found a case of using mental force to manipulate mecha action alone."

When baze heard this, his thick eyebrows rose and his narrow eyes opened. His face became very fanatical in an instant: "is that true?"

The current mecha is operated by half mental force and half command input. Through the efforts of the R & D personnel, compared with the previous manual operation of the mecha, the command has been simplified by 70%.But even so, mecha fighters still need to master hundreds of commands. This greatly increases the difficulty of opening mecha, and the time of thinking and inputting instructions will also delay the action of mecha.

It's very bad for humans to fight against Zerg invasion.

Bazer has been trying to make a mecha that can completely abandon command input and rely solely on mental force, but has not succeeded. Recently, a new semi-finished product has just come out of the factory. He is going to find someone to test it, but he didn't expect that clarier would bring back such a big surprise.

Bazer was excited for a while, and his feverish head calmed down.

As a scientist, his rigor made him look serious: "it seems that? Which means you're not sure. I have to confirm it. "

"The teacher can check his mecha, there should be residual mental power in the cockpit."

He said this, pauses for a moment and looks at muzzy: "it should be his."

Bazer immediately took people to the test.

He and his assistant scanned the rosefinch with a test instrument and compared the fluctuating image with the psychic ripple of Mozart.

The results of the test came out on the spot. The spirit of muzzy remained in the cockpit of rosefinch and on a screw under the cockpit.

That is to say, at that time, Mufeng did not control the mecha, but the rosefinch was able to roll away automatically to avoid the attack of Claire, because the residual mental power of muzzy played a role in the process of checking his mecha.

When the mood of Mozart fluctuates, the mental power takes the initiative of the cockpit in a moment according to his idea.

Mu Feng's excitement is beyond measure.

What does that mean! This shows that my brother is really worried about him!

But muzzy's face changed.

Oh, no, the plot is running to the sea again!

Mu Feng (Star eye): my brother really cares about me!

Mu Tsai (generous): you are very poor. It is estimated that you have no money to buy clothes. Take it. Don't thank me! (trying to humiliate money)

Mu Feng (moved to cry): brother gave me pocket money! I'm going to hide!

M ü tzsche I'm too hard.

Lala Lala ~ ladies and gentlemen, the 19th is Lu Lu's birthday ~ so the update on the 19th is Schrodinger's update = w =

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