Interstellar Love Diary

Three universes later, Zelang Star Spaceship Harbor.

Long Ruo waved goodbye to Xia Zuo who was seeing him off, and was ready to board the ship to Astranna, the land of snakes and scorpions in his mind.

"Wait a minute--wait for me--" A short, small figure flew over from the port with a cloud of dust in it, and while running, he waved at Long Ruo.

Long Ruo rubbed his eyes and looked at it for a long time, only to find that the man with a beard like a refugee was his new apprentice Master Qingxuan.

Qing Xuan ran out of breath, exhaling on his knees.

"Also...fortunately to catch up with..."

Long Yi gave a moment. Speaking of having recognized this apprentice, no, after being apprentice, he seems to have never seen Qing Xuan again. There have been so many things recently, and he completely forgets Qing Xuan. NS.

"Master Qingxuan." Although Qingxuan is currently his disciple in name, Long Ruo certainly can't really treat him as an apprentice, his tone and attitude are very respectful.

"No, no, no, I have worshipped you as a teacher. Just call me Qingxuan." Qingxuan waved his hand and said, "The teacher is going to the league, why don't you call me? I should ask the old man Yin. I know, I almost missed it."

Long Ruo was roaring in his heart, thinking that I neither have your contact terminal number nor know where you live, how can I contact you! And after being inexplicably apprentice, there will be no more you, okay!

"Let's go, I will follow you wherever you go in the future." Qing Xuan touched his chin and smiled very proudly.

Long Ruo: "..."

Since Qingxuan appeared, Arion was obviously a little silent, without saying a word. Long Ruo shook his hand twice and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

"No." Arion said absently.

Considering the long distance, the interstellar journey is too monotonous and boring, coupled with the fact that Long Ruo also has a small fortune now, he booked a two-person suite, right as an interstellar honeymoon. Now that a Qingxuan has been added, all the plans have been lost.

They booked a large suite space and brought a workshop. Qing Xuan wanted to squeeze with them. There were a lot of people, and he still consulted with Long Ruo about the production of the armor, but Arion insisted on making it. I booked a suite, and I didn't know if it was intentional or unintentional. The room reserved for Qingxuan was at the other end of the interstellar spacecraft, with the entire cabin separated from it, and it took a long time to walk back and forth.

Long Ruo: "..."

"Does it matter if he lives so far alone?" Long Ruo said.

After all, an old man at such an age would not even have anyone to help take care of if he bumped into him.

"With his status as a master of battle armor, most people are willing to take care of him." Arion closed the hatch, lay on the bed with the dragon in his arms, and asked, "What is a honeymoon?"

"Honeymoon is the sweet life of newlyweds. Our custom there is that the newly-married husband and wife will go on vacation to commemorate the marriage of two people. In the future, the husband and wife will love to grow old together."

Arion thoughtfully: "Where do you want to go when we come back? Let's go on our honeymoon."

"Go to the remote asteroid you mentioned." Long Ruo still missed the remote and vegetated asteroid that Arion said.

Think about the entire planet, he and Arion are the only two people, eat whatever you want, and get intimacy as you want. He wants to experience all the poses and scenes in the fantasy game.

"Okay, it's up to you." Arion touched his face, "Aren't you tired? Do you want to sleep?"

Long Ruo opened his eyes: "I'm so excited, I can't sleep." He remembered something, rolled over, lay on the bed with his belly down, propped his chin and looked at Arion, and said: "You haven't told me you go What exactly is the Astrana Alliance for?"

"It's nothing, go get something, and confirm one thing by the way." Arion obviously didn't want to talk about this. He seemed very interested in honeymooning. "Anything else besides playing?"

Long Ruo stared at him intently. Arion couldn't stand it anymore. He said, "What I told you, the former adjutant Visser, remember?"

Long Ruo nodded, thinking how he could not remember that he had caused Arian to lose his position and power in the alliance and became a pauper who could not even afford a spaceship ticket.

"The day that Feiya arrived at Zelangxing, he came to me..."

"What?!" Long Yao almost jumped out of the bed, and said, "What did he come to do with you? Do you apologize? Don't forgive him!"

"We had a fight." Arion tried to appease him. "He was badly injured and didn't come to the press conference that day."

"Good fight!" Long Yao said angrily.

"Later he told me that my other two lieutenants might not have died, so I wanted to go back to the Alliance to confirm." Arion explained what happened in a few words.

Long Ruo remembered the roar that Arion had connected to the contact terminal that day, and suddenly realized that it was Viser who was looking for Arion at that time.

Thinking about it again, Arion seemed to have mentioned it before. It was his adjutant who hid him in a small transport ship before Arion escaped. He always thought that the two adjutants were dead.

"Will there be a conspiracy?" It always felt that things were too sudden, and Long Ruo was unprepared.

"Maybe," Arion said, "It's too dangerous, so I don't want you to follow."

Long Ruo breathed a sigh of relief immediately, as long as Arion didn't want him to be unhappy.

"For a person with bad luck like me, being alive is a danger, and staying here will not be safer than going to the alliance." Long Ruo had lingering fears about his accidental physique, and there was still some guarantee for Arian's life safety.

"Okay, the matter is over, now I am sleeping." Arion put his arms around his waist, hugged Long Ruo in his arms again, and said, "I will hold you and go to sleep."

Because he was so relieved, Long Luo slept in seconds.

On the next interstellar journey, Long Ruo first took the time to complete the tasks for this month. When he encountered the spacecraft of the Interstellar Transport Alliance, he packed six hundred new energy stones and sent them to Zelang Star. At that time, he was away from Arion. It's less than a month since Long Ruo's birthday, and Long Ruo's birthday gift to Arion has nothing but the semi-finished heart shield.

In the following time, Long Ruo spent almost all his time on the production of battle armor. He was very busy every day. In order to understand the knowledge of battle armor production faster, more comprehensively and systematically, Long Ruo even moved to Qingxuan’s room. Here, I discussed with Qingxuan day and night.

Qing Xuan was studying the heart shield and was very happy. Long Ruo came to him to ask questions. In the first few days, he was very happy. After doing enough homework, he could not answer the questions that Long Ruo wants to ask because of his lack of knowledge. It turned out that Long Ruo was asking some common-sense questions. After giving Long Ruo a few days of making basic theories on the battle armor, he became impatient. He threw a few chips to Long Ruo and a lot of his own notes. Later, he drove Long Ruo away.

"..." Long Ruo looked at the cabin door that was closed mercilessly in front of him, touched the nose that was almost pinched because he couldn't avoid it, and returned to his suite angrily.

With such an uncomfortable apprentice, he seemed to understand Yin Yingjie's mood every time he saw him, and he really wanted to... beating someone!

Long Ruo spent another week carefully reading all the information and notes on the chip Qing Xuan gave him. In the past, he only relied on his own to explore slowly, without systematic understanding. After reading it, he benefited a lot. Many problems that were difficult to solve before he did not understand were actually answered in Qing Xuan's notes.

With a wealth of theoretical knowledge as a foundation, Long Ruo is confident in making Arion the most handsome and coolest armor in the universe, not to mention that he has a whole space button with rare materials, all of which are Yin Yingjie back to the game. Ti Xing gave it to him before.

The same teacher, comparing Yin Yingjie's generosity and magnanimity, he dismissed Qing Xuan with a semi-finished protective goggles, and Long Ruo had a rare little guilty conscience.

Because this time I was trying to make a complete armor, Long Ruo still referred to the information Qingxuan gave him, and chose the more common materials for advanced armor on the market, and the pile of rare materials that Yin Yingjie left him. I picked a few materials that focused on defense, and began to decompose the materials.

Long Ruo followed the previous steps of making the heart-guard and began to slowly pour mental energy into the material.

However, the production process this time was very unsuccessful. No matter how much mental power he injected, the materials did not respond. The particles that were decomposed were always in a free state, repelling each other, and there was no sign of fusion.

Whether he was making power stones or making heart protection glasses, or even accidentally ran into Qing Xuan's workshop to process materials for the first time, he never encountered such a situation.

After scrapping at least three sets of materials, Long Ruo felt very distressed.

These materials are horribly expensive, and there are so many kinds of them, and a set of scraps is all federal currency.

Long Luo calmly rested for a while, carefully recalled all the steps in his mind, and decided to try again.

This time he was no longer limited to the normal high-level armor materials, but first went through all the materials in all the space buttons, sorted and filtered them carefully with mental power, and thought that he was useful only by instinct. I picked them all out and placed them on the workbench. After referring to all the experiences of the two lifetimes, he used these materials to make an ordinary battle armor. He chose a dazzling gold, excluding the heavy and inconvenient shapes, and had a slim appearance. Comfort is the priority, Arion must be very handsome to wear.

After processing the materials, Long Ruo slowly began to pour the spiritual power source into the armor little by little, while carefully observing the reaction of those materials.

The beginning process was still very unsatisfactory. The material particles repelled each other fiercely. As more and more sources of spiritual power were extracted, Long Ruo himself was a little overwhelmed, and the pain of being forcibly stripped of his soul became clearer and clearer. , Just when Long Ruo felt that he was about to be unable to support it, he suddenly noticed that some of the particles touched by the spiritual power source emit a faint white light. The white light is very similar to the light spot that he saw when he made the heart protection mirror. I was overjoyed in my heart, and dare not care about it for a moment.

He gritted his teeth and continued to inject spiritual power into the armor. Gradually, the white light grew more and more, as if there was life. Finally, it gathered in the armor to form a luminous human vein self-circulation, which was endless.

It wasn't until the last spot of light disappeared in the armor and merged into that glowing human vein that Long Ruo withdrew from the source of his spiritual power.

At this time, the source of his physical and mental energy was nearly exhausted, and his headache was as if thousands of people were holding a pointed cone while piercing his brain, and his ears were full of roar.

He fumbled and lifted the vigilance in the workshop, before even taking a look at the final product, his eyes turned black for a while, and the whole person fell to the ground like soft noodles.

Arion, who had been guarding the door every step of the way, saw that the alert in the workplace was lifted, and immediately opened the door and walked in.

"Long Ruo——" Arien looked at Long Ruo who had fainted on the ground, his face changed immediately, and he hugged Long Ruo up.

On the workbench, a golden armor that was more brilliant than the galaxy was lying there quietly, and the armor glowed with a faint soft light, faintly gleaming like angel wings.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I thought I could keep up with the update, but it was so late.

Also, the stupid author’s computer doesn’t cause swelling. Every time I reply to a comment, it’s always unsuccessful. It’s tangled looking at the chrysanthemum that keeps turning.