Marshal’s Cannon Fodder Spouse [Transmigration]

Chapter 69?

"Why is this thing..." Duan Hengye said as he turned the thing in his hand over, "This is the LC liquid fuel." He muttered the name of the thing in his hand.

In fact, in addition to the professional code just mentioned by Duan Hengye, this "LC Liquid Fuel" also has a more popular name: "Lan Ran Huo". And anyone who has a little knowledge of weapon systems and so on in the interstellar world knows that there is only one purpose for such things as flames-that is to make the internal fuel of the new type of large-scale destruction weapon.

Because he had been holding it in his hand, the white shirt that Duan Hengye had torn off earlier had been dyed dark blue. By the way, Duan Hengye's fingertips were also dyed a little. As the color fell off, some unpleasant odors gradually emerged on this dark blue metal. Unlike the weird burnt odor that pervades the surroundings, this is an extremely sour, pungent odor, like some kind of disinfectant, which pierces people's minds.

Meng Jinhuai was a marshal of the military, and he was very familiar with the use of burning fire. But after seeing Duan Hengye's expression, he couldn't help but ask Duan Hengye: "Does this thing usually appear in the academy?"

After hearing Meng Jinhuai's question, Duan Hengye slowly shook his head, and then said to him: "No, the research institute will not store fuel that is not used by mechas... and it's not good for mechas. Storage is very demanding on the external environment, and the original effect will be lost if you are not careful."

Duan Hengye changed his hand to hold the flames, and then continued to say to Meng Jinhuai: "Generally, after this kind of thing is mined, it will be directly transported to the place where the weapon is with special tools, and will not be sent to other places."

"It is of no use in the research institute, and a lot of resources are also wasted for storage. In short, it has no meaning." Finally, Duan Hengye concluded.

In fact, the most important point is the first sentence Duan Hengye said-as a special fuel, the flames can only be used on the new type of light energy cannon under normal circumstances. That kind of light energy gun is currently the most lethal weapon on the planet, but because of several technical reasons that have not been conquered, it has never been assembled by mecha.

Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai haven't spoken for a long time, and because of their body temperature, the sour gas on this solidified fuel is getting heavier and heavier. "...As a matter of fact, fitting it into the mecha has been my goal." After he finished speaking, Duan Heng stopped for a while, then took another look at the thing in his hand. He said to Meng Jinhuai, "Anyway, I still have to send it in for testing."

"Yeah." Meng Jinhuai agreed with Duan Hengye. Although both of them had judged what this thing was based on their experience, they still had to send it to a special nature test for the sake of safety.

This kind of fuel is not stored in the Mecha Research Institute, but it still has the most high-end fuel detection equipment on the planet. Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai carefully checked the surroundings again, and then re-boarded the levitator on the return journey. Now the fuel in Duan Hengye's hands has melted a lot, and after entering the enclosed space of the levitator, the unpleasant smell has become more and more intense.

I didn't feel anything just now, but when I got here, along with the more and more sour taste, Duan Hengye's head suddenly became dizzy. Meng Jinhuai sensitively noticed the changes in the expressions of the people around him, and then he took the things in Duan Hengye's hands, and then asked the other party: "Does it have a headache?"

"Yeah." Duan Hengye sniffed, then gently leaned into the levitator behind him.

Purely as a kind of fuel, there is no toxicity in burning flames. However, for people with relatively low resistance and children, once they are exposed to too much, they will have headaches and other uncomfortable reactions.

Meng Jinhuai stretched out his hand and gently touched Duan Hengye's forehead, and then said to him: "After the material inspection is completed, you have to go to Nan Zhuxing for a comprehensive physical examination."

Hearing what Meng Jinhuai said, Duan Hengye just wanted to refute that it was unnecessary. But after looking up and seeing the other party's serious expression, Duan Hengye swallowed the rest of the words.

After all, it was not easy to be born again, and now Duan Hengye paid more attention to health than anyone else. Similarly, he knew better than anyone that his physical condition was indeed not very optimistic.

The two had reached the building of the research institute.

There were more than one material testing equipment in the yard, and Duan Hengye set up a path on the light brain when he returned, and directly arrived at the most remote place. Except for the time when the busy research laboratory cannot be opened, there is always no one here.

The levitator was close to and close to the wall of the building, and then the original smooth facade suddenly cracked with a small opening. After connecting the exit of the levitator to the split part of the facade, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai walked into the laboratory from here.

With the sensor light on, the two of them saw the gray detection device standing indoors at first glance.

After entering the door, Duan Hengye first used the special cleaning fluid in the corner of the room to wash off the blue marks on his hands, and then put on the white lab coat hanging on the side.

During this process, Meng Jinhuai has been standing by his side and watching silently. Although Meng Jinhuai has been to the Institute many times before, he has never seen Duan Hengye wearing a lab coat doing research. In fact, regarding the current state of the dean, the colleagues who have been with him day and night have already reached a consensus-if one word is used to describe Duan Hengye at this time, it is "abstinence".

However, Duan Hengye, who was anxious to see the results, didn't care what he was like now. He took the flames from Meng Jinhuai's hand again, and then put it into the cleaning tank of the instrument.

Although there was a shirt padded just now, the experimental test is a very precise thing after all. In order not to interfere with the experimental results, Duan Hengye first put it in the special groove, and then put on the gloves and carefully washed the whole piece of metal.

In fact, the original owner rarely does this kind of experiment, but it is somewhat similar to the daily work of Duan Hengye. So despite changing the world, Duan Hengye's movements are still proficient and smooth.

Duan Hengye picked up a silver special metal punch, and then began to carefully clean the piece of metal. He moved very carefully, like a doctor doing a surgical operation, but the speed was not slow at all.

This process was not long, and the instrument turned on the green light before long. "Okay." Duan Hengye put the things in the groove again. He took off his gloves and said to Meng Jinhuai: "The following experiments can be carried out automatically."

After speaking, the small piece of dark blue metal "sinked" from the middle of the experimental groove, and then disappeared into the opaque experimental equipment.

Meng Jinhuai had been watching Duan Hengye just now, and now he finally had time to take a closer look at this laboratory. The area of ??this laboratory is not small, and it is not the only one in front of it, but almost none of Meng Jinhuai can be named.

Although Master Marshal knew that Duan Hengye was an all-rounder in mecha. But when he saw that he was skillfully operating the dye detection device just now, he was still amazed.

While waiting for the test results, neither Duan Hengye nor Meng Jinhuai spoke. However, this experiment was originally carried out very fast. Within a few minutes, Duan Hengye walked to the side of the groove just now, and then he turned around and said to Meng Jinhuai: "Okay, now the testing process is all over. The result came out."

As soon as Duan Hengye's voice fell, the dark blue metal returned to its liquid state, and then spread up from the lower part of the groove. Duan Hengye walked over to set up the program and collected them all together. He said to Meng Jinhuai: "Save it first, maybe it will be useful in the future."

At this moment, a light screen rose from the front of the experimental equipment, and it was filled with dense equations.

Meng Jinhuai walked over, and then... the omnipotent Marshal in the hearts of the citizens of the Yetian Empire suddenly discovered that he couldn't understand what was in front of him.

But just as Meng Jinhuai frowned at the light screen, Duan Hengye began to read carefully. Although the flames of flames have not been used in mechas so far, as a top mecha researcher, the original owner has done a lot of research on the internal composition of various fuels.

Therefore, relying on the knowledge reserves of this subject, Duan Hengye successfully read the meaning of the characters on the light screen in front of him.

But this time, Duan Hengye's reading speed was surprisingly slow.

After more than ten minutes, Duan Hengye slowly turned off the light screen. Then he suddenly took a deep breath, and then said to Meng Jinhuai very solemnly: "These burning fires have reacted."

Although there were only a few simple words, Meng Jinhuai's expression immediately became serious after hearing it. Several experimental tables were placed in the center of this research room. Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai walked to sit by the table. At this time, Duan Hengye turned on the light screen on the table again, and then said to Meng Jinhuai: "The same part as I guessed before is that this metal is indeed on fire, and it was ignored because it was still liquid. According to common sense, the flames of flames will evaporate when exposed to the air, but..."

After talking about this, Duan Hengye touched the characters on the light screen with his hand. As a marshal, an army who has lived in war since childhood. People, Meng Jinhuai rarely feels nervous about a certain event. But today, after seeing Duan Hengye's movements, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Duan Hengye, who was focusing all his attention on the light screen, did not see Meng Jinhuai's appearance at this time. After opening the data, he turned around and said to Meng Jinhuai very seriously: "But these fuels have gone through high temperatures before, and Some kind of reaction took place underneath. So they did not evaporate, but formed the dark blue metallic shape we see now after more than ten years."

After Duan Hengye's voice fell, Meng Jinhuai did not speak for a long time.

If ordinary people hear it, they may feel that Duan Hengye's words have no special consciousness. But for Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai, this "high temperature" is an extremely important word.

Although it is a kind of fuel, the flames can only react in special devices. That kind of device is part of the new type of light energy gun, and it is very large-this is also an important reason why it is temporarily difficult to assemble on the mecha.

After seeing this result, a slightly crazy conjecture appeared in the minds of Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai at the same time-the flames of the year had been successfully assembled on the mecha.

Looking at the data ahead, Duan Hengye thought to himself, perhaps this conjecture was actually a fact.

...

At present, only Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai know about the burning fire. And after the ruins tour that day, the clue seemed to be broken here again without warning.

Now Nan Zhuxing's investigations are still continuing, and the scope of their investigations and the manpower invested in them are gradually expanding.

At the same time, Duan Hengye also returned to Nan Zhuxing and began a physical examination.

People in the interstellar age have hardly gotten sick, and hospitals in the traditional sense have disappeared. But on the Southern Stars, there is still a research institution dedicated to the intractable diseases of the interstellar age. This time, Duan Hengye's physical examination was conducted there.

Duan Hengye in his previous life was always in good health. He rarely went to the hospital, let alone performed a detailed physical examination with a bunch of instruments. Therefore, after arriving at the research institution at the appointed time, Duan Hengye, who had always believed that he had a good psychological quality, felt a little scared when he saw these huge instruments in front of him.

...It is indeed the most top-notch equipment on the interstellar. Just looking at the illuminated screens and the unclear text on them, Duan Hengye's mood became tense.

Last time he was in a coma, Duan Hengye also used a military-specific instrument to check his body. But compared with this time, the last time the instrument was more inclined to see whether the various elements in his body were "normal", this time it was aimed at checking his health.

Although it is still the normal working hours of the military department, Meng Jinhuai still finds time to come here. He saw the tension on Duan Hengye's face, and then stood comfortably behind Duan Hengye, and then whispered to him: "It's okay. This instrument looks huge, but you only need the one sitting in front. Location is good."

Looking in the direction pointed by Meng Jinhuai, Duan Hengye saw a silver-white metal seat just in front of the huge instrument. The seat was still some distance away from the instrument behind him, and seeing Duan Hengye's nervousness finally calmed down a bit.

He nodded to Meng Jinhuai, then walked towards the seat.

Because of Duan Hengye's very special status, all the senior staff of this institution arrived at the scene today. When Duan Hengye walked to the side of his seat, someone came over and said to him: "Professor Duan, you just need to sit here for a while. Because there will be light scanning projects next, you have to close most of the time. Upper eyes. By the way, this inspection scan may take forty minutes."

The staff member only gave a brief explanation. After hearing his description, Duan Hengye finally put aside a little bit. He sat in the position as instructed, and then said to Meng Jinhuai who was still standing there: "There are forty minutes left. You go first."

After hearing Duan Hengye's words, Meng Jinhuai stood there and shook his head, and then said to him: "It's okay, I'll be here with you."

As soon as Meng Jinhuai's voice fell, Duan Hengye heard the staff member say to himself: "Professor Duan, the instrument is now ready, and the inspection will begin after you close your eyes."

Hearing what the staff said, Duan Hengye glanced at Meng Jinhuai last. At this time, Master Marshal was nodding to Duan Hengye, and then gently made a "waiting for you" mouth.

Duan Hengye was inexplicably relieved.

The physical examination technology of the Interstellar Age is indeed high, and Duan Hengye didn't feel anything for a long time after closing his eyes. Because the surroundings were so quiet, he felt a little sleepy at this time. However, Duan Hengye thought that falling asleep during the physical examination was indeed not a good thing. He braced himself and sat up straight again. It was also at this time that Meng Jinhuai, who had been waiting next to him, suddenly said, "It's coming, don't worry."

When Meng Jinhuai said it, Duan Hengye realized that he was standing so close to him now. Although unable to speak, Duan Hengye nodded slightly. Meng Jinhuai's reminder made Duan Hengye regain his energy, and then continued to patiently wait for the results to appear.

Duan Hengye, who closed his eyes, didn't know. At this moment, on the huge instrument behind him, all the light screens had been lit and different characters were flashing. Most of the staff who were waiting next to him have already left. They are now sitting at the office desk, staring at the data in front of them nervously.

Also different from the previous examination, the results of this physical examination came out very quickly. Almost at the same time when the instrument is scanning with various lights, data is transmitted to the staff's optical brain.

Forty minutes passed quickly, and Duan Hengye, who was trapped in the darkness, suddenly felt that a hand was gently resting on the back of his hand. Before he could make any response, he heard Meng Jinhuai's familiar voice ringing in his ears: "Okay, Heng, the inspection is over."

Finally, Duan Hengye opened his eyes. Because it took a long time to close his eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes, and Duan Hengye was still shaken by the light in the house. Meng Jinhuai stretched out his hand to pull Duan Hengye up, "We are here to wait for the result now." He said.

Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai sat on the sofa next to the office area together, but before he had been sitting for long this time, he saw a staff member walking quickly toward the two of them.

"Master Marshal, Professor Duan, the inspection results have now come out."

Hearing his words, Duan Hengye couldn't help being a little surprised. Although he had known before that the results of this physical examination would be available soon, but such a short time still surprised him. Unlike Duan Hengye, who focused his attention on the time of the physical examination, Meng Jinhuai could see at a glance the hesitation and entanglement on the face of the staff member in front of him.

Although psychologically he is reluctant to admit it, Meng Jinhuai knows that Duan Hengye's examination results are probably not optimistic if he can tell the other person to show such an expression...

"Okay." Meng Jinhuai turned and glanced at Duan Hengye, and then stood up with him and walked towards the area where the staff gathered.

In front of an empty desk here, a light screen more than one meter high was lit. At this time, the screen was full of data that Duan Hengye didn't recognize. Seeing Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai coming, the people standing around hesitated for a while, and then walked and said, "This is the state of Professor Duan's body organs..." He paused and took a look at Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai. The two of them didn't mean to interrupt themselves, and continued: "This state is not optimistic."

The staff said this very euphemistically, but after hearing this, Duan Hengye's eyelids still couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Also at this time, Meng Jinhuai's two hands blocked Duan Hengye's arms from behind, and almost encircled him in his arms.

...

Although Duan Hengye had a sufficient amount of cloned "temporary antidote" in his hands, and he had been taking it for a while. But the results of this physical examination told Duan Hengye that the temporary antidote he took could only delay the onset of signs. In other words, the poison in Duan Hengye's body was not really eliminated.

So even though the poison hadn't recurred for a long time, Duan Hengye's physical condition was still not good. The long-term accumulation of toxins has unknowingly caused undetectable, but almost irreversible damage to the organs in his body.

Regarding the so-called "antidote", if it is to give an example, it is like an anesthetic given by a person after a serious trauma. The blood did not stop for half a minute, but relying on this medicine, the feeling was dulled.

In fact, the so-called "antidote" issued by the royal family on time has always been just a special "narcotics".

Since he was controlled by drugs when he was a child, the toxins in Duan Hengye's body have accumulated and spread day by day, and it has not been reduced by more than half so far.

Although there was some preparation in his heart, Duan Hengye couldn't help feeling nervous after hearing the incomprehensible consequences of the toxin in the staff member's mouth. He considers himself to be a person who has experienced life and death and is not greedy for life. But in the context of an average life span of more than two hundred in the interstellar age, it seems that you are losing money when you go offline early.

Seeing that Duan Hengye hadn't said a word, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but asked a little worried. Duan Hengye, who was thinking about it, was asked this way by Meng Jinhuai, and he directly said the second half of his heart. Hearing this, Meng Jinhuai was silent for a while, until at last he suddenly gave Duan Hengye a hug from behind, and then whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, it won't."

Duan Hengye had never heard Meng Jinhuai speak in such a tone. He was stunned for a moment, but in the end he turned his hand back and patted Meng Jinhuai's arm gently, "Well, I know."