Can Ci Pin/Imperfections(残次品)BL by Priest

Chapter 35

Zhanlu reminded him politely, "Headmaster Lu, you might be overly optimistic. The Evaluation Standard on Fighting Capacity issued by the IU is scored out of 100. According to my rough calculation, the self-defense force has about 5 points, indicating that they will be undefended in front of inter-stellar pirates."

Bixing Lu managed to recover from the shock, forming a sentence, "It is okay. Hardware is the base, while the software can be upgraded. We all know that, right?"

Jingheng Lin looked at the young man from head to toe. From his appearance, he couldn't tell any similarities between him and Xin Lu, even their personalities were no similar at all. Xin Lu, although also an unbearable chatterbox, was just talkative, but not really a sophisticate in social interaction. The first half of his life was too smooth and legendary, so inevitably, he was a bit arrogant. When he gets mad, he wouldn't compromise no matter what had happened.
But Bixing Lu was far different from him.

He would stay up half the night and run laps around this shabby base, and then come here early in the morning, not to talk about what he wanted to do or about the paramountcy of human rights. All he wanted to do is to propose a scheme that was not in contradiction with Lin's original plan—the scheme wouldn't make a difference to the bigger picture even if the self-defense force was wiped out by interstellar pirates. If that happens, they could always sacrifice the base and follow their initial plan.

Maybe, he just wanted a little more time.

So how did he become what he became?

Jingheng Lin couldn't help to think, "It must be the old licentious Persian Cat who spent too much time indulging himself in luxury and debauchery that he failed to take good care of the young Bixing Lu."

Bixing Lu's head was already filled with various fancies, so the lengthy gaze from Jingheng Lin almost killed him. Bixing glanced around rapidly in hope to find something that could reflect light so that he could see if he was hot enough at this angle.

But in the eyes of Jingheng Lin, Bixing's motions and expressions seemed more like a shyness for bringing him trouble.

"I have already said that I would rebuild a Starry Sea Academy for him."

After a little contemplation, Lin receded, "Spencer's data of the channels lack details while inaccuracy would lead to problems in the battlefield. I need to find out the exact structures of the underground channels and draw a military map. Meanwhile, I need to verify the locations and situations of two secret warehouses and start to move our armaments and resources there. In addition, the communication network needs to be built and the heavy No. 3 should be repaired — I will need about three months. After three months, external communication will be opened for search of the Silver Nine. Once the Silver Nine makes a response and communication is established, Prince Cayley in the Eighth Galaxy will notice it immediately. Do you think you have enough time?"

Bixing Lu, who took a moment to recover from the shock, looked up in a sudden.

"You have been authorized with administration privilege — there's nothing we can do even if the time isn't enough. In war, no one can predict what will happen in the next second. I can't buy you more time. " Jingheng Lin never made a compromise, so when he did, he seemed really awkward. Lin made a dry cough as if it was no big deal, and then looked downward to read the complicated design drawings presented by Bixing Lu. It was really giving him a headache, so he lifted his hands, intending to wave Lu off.

Bixing Lu suddenly caught him by his hand and let go in a flash. The time of contact was very subtle — you can call it a grab, or a high-five — the former would be a bit sexual, the latter would be the innocent, friendly celebration. It was precisely obscured by Scientist Lu, which left Zhanlu's man-machine interaction in complete chaos.

Jingheng Lin froze for a bit because he wasn't used to getting too close to others. The unexpected physical contact made him feel a bit uncomfortable, but he had to pretend that it was okay because he didn't want to seem disagreeable and difficult. 

According to an incomplete poll, 90% of protagonists in love stories appear to be hypersensitive to the touch from their beloved. When they recover from the touch, they would try their bests to cover up their sensitivity. According to Bixing Lu's little experiment, Jingheng Lin fell in love with him.

"What should I do?" He was totally out of wits but managed to put on a calm facade. He felt as if he were 3 inches taller and walked out of the door proudly like a hero.

"Is he really that happy?" Jingheng Lin's gaze followed Lu with confusion, "He can't even walk straight, as if he got a big tail on his butt."

Zhanlu reminded him, "Sir, I don't think you clarified to Headmaster Lu about what will happen in 3 months in terms of the exact situation and the risks."

"He knows." Jingheng Lin sighed, stretching out his hand to magnify the designing drawings to cover the whole table. "I don't know if he's genius or a complete fool. You can't teach a pig how to sing. You can stuff pigs into a mech, but it doesn't mean they can fly. How can he not understand it?"