Chapter 25: Weekend

Yan He’s training plan for Jiang Miao took into full consideration the common attribute of sports incompetence among scientific researchers. It was very gradual and systematic. On the first day, Jiang Miao’s muscles were so sore that she grimaced in pain, but by Friday, she hardly felt anything.

After adapting to the routine, she even felt energetic and refreshed.

As soon as she arrived at the laboratory, Jiang Miao approached Tanaka, “Guess, guess quickly! What achievement did I accomplish yesterday?”

Tanaka’s eyes lit up, “Did you finally sleep with the major?”

“…” Dr. Jiang, dissatisfied with the idea that life can only revolve around romantic pursuits, proudly said, “We signed a cooperation agreement, hehehe!”

“Oh…” Dr. Tanaka indifferently picked his ears.

Dr. Jiang protested, “Hey!”

“Wow, Doctor, your date this time is really nice!” suddenly said the assistant.

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Kkydt Ykys ypjle, “?”

Mbl yppkpvydv lmyxkdle bla yde lmnzykxle, “Nssj yv uswa nsxrzlmksd, ps aspu! Mbl byaxsdu clvolld vbl plmlp kp vawzu y clywvu vssz vbyv rasxsvlp bsaxsdyz cyzydnl!”

“Ty…byby.” Pa. Kkydt nbwnjzle dlahswpzu, “Rdelle.”

(Pa. Mydyjy, obs jdsop vbl vawvb: “…” →_→)

Ebld vbl yppkpvydv zlqv, Pa. Kkydt oyp dsv rzlyple, “Gv zlypv nsdtayvwzyvl xl.”

Mydyjy, blzrzlpp, kdpkdnlalzu pyke, “Usdtayvwzyvksdp.”

Fllkdt Kkydt Ykys pvyakdt yv bkx ekpnsdvldvlezu, bl vbswtbv qsa y xsxldv yde pyke, “R xlv y dknl twu obkzl rzyukdt cypjlvcyzz zypv olljlde, cwv wdqsavwdyvlzu, bl’p y pvayktbv twu. Rd vlaxp sq yrrlyaydnl, bl pbswze cl uswa vurl. Tso ycswv fskdkdt xl vsxsaaso vs rzyu cypjlvcyzz yde R’zz kdvasewnl bkx vs usw?”

Kkydt Ykys wple vs zkhl y pkxrzl yde kdekqqlaldv zkql, yde Mydyjy vbswtbv pbl oyp y qaktke rlapsd.

However, since that major appeared, Jiang Miao’s hormones were clearly surging, her endocrine system unstable, but she insisted on not giving in to temptation. Tanaka was afraid she might harm herself by holding back.

Really, he had lived for decades and had seen so many people, but never encountered someone living a monastic and ascetic life like Jiang Miao.

Eating, drinking, going to the bathroom, and making love—all are ordinary human needs, so why suppress them?

Tanaka had good intentions, but Jiang Miao was unappreciative and directly rejected, “I don’t have time. Tomorrow, I’ll be accompanying the Major to tour the Capitol Hill.”

On Saturday morning, Yan He, as usual, woke up early with a strict and regular schedule. However, after morning exercises and a shower, he found himself having breakfast alone in the dining room.

Jiang Miao had greeted him last night, saying she would wake up a bit later on weekends. The Capitol Hill only opened to the public at 9:30 on weekends, and there was no point in going too early.

While having breakfast, Yan He’s gaze caught the sunlight streaming into the room. In the vase on the dining table, the water soaking the fresh flowers sparkled in the clear morning light.

On such a sunny and work-free Saturday morning, it was tempting to indulge in a leisurely lie-in…

Since entering the military academy, Yan He had almost never experienced this thing called “lie-in.” Even if he had trouble sleeping or had a date, he would still wake up like a clockwork alarm at the designated time to start the day or proceed with training.

This relaxed and casual yet soft life was distant for Yan He.

But he didn’t dislike it.

In fact, he even imagined how Dr. Jiang, in this supposedly refreshing morning, would still be sleeping soundly. The tension in Yan He’s shoulders unknowingly eased a bit at the thought.

In fact, Yan He really wanted to see what Jiang Miao looked like with sleepy eyes in the morning. He had a premonition that if he had the chance to see it, it would be very relaxing.

Unfortunately, as a professional woman, Jiang Miao possessed the universal skills that all professional women had—when they emerged from the bathroom in the morning, even their eyelashes were refreshed.

When the clock indicated a little after eight, the door to Dr. Jiang’s bedroom finally opened, and a crisp voice followed:

“Good morning! Major!”

From this greeting, the day was filled with vitality.

Yan He sat on the sofa in the living room, his head not turning, but the corners of his mouth curled up first.

“Good morning, Doctor.” He turned his head, but stopped.

The girl walked in bathed in the morning light, and the folds of her dress were sprinkled with brightness. The delicate clavicle drew a captivating beauty in the light and shadows.

The Major’s gaze lingered for a moment on those milky-white shoulders.

This “moment” was a bit long, and that gaze had a slightly different temperature. Just like the first moment when the hormones of a man and a woman collided to produce sparks.

As a female creature, Jiang Miao was not dull. The scent emanating from the man, like insect pheromones, enveloped her, causing her to hold her breath for a moment.

It must be said that when a man’s gaze lingered on her with warmth, this moment was truly wonderful and pleasing.

If Yan He had used this kind of gaze to look at her five days ago, Jiang Miao knew she would undoubtedly be unable to resist. Fortunately, over these days, she had developed resistance to Yan He’s pheromones.

After all, the cool and aloof men in uniforms that she could only admire from afar in her previous life turned out to be down-to-earth when in close proximity. Going from looking up to eye level made a difference in mindset.
She took a deep breath, successfully withstanding the wave of hormonal impact.

“Are you reading the news? Wait for me a moment; I’ll have a quick meal first.” She twirled her skirt, smiling.

“Go ahead.” Yan He smiled, “No rush.”

The collision of those hormones was not explicitly mentioned. Through verbal exchanges and eye contact, they understood each other without saying a word.

There was no need to cross that line. Just breathing in the warmth in the air was enough to uplift their moods.

Adult men and women.

As they were about to leave, Jiang Miao checked the weather outside and found a sun hat that matched her dress, paired with a small and delicate leather bag.

Since Yan He arrived here on Monday, he had seen her in well-organized professional suits every morning, soft and comfortable home clothes in the evening, and tight workout clothes in recent days. However, this off-the-shoulder and knee-length dress was the first time he had seen her in something like this.

The dress exposed her shoulders, cinched at the waist, and the skirt billowed open, with every seam telling the tale of Jiang Miao being a young and beautiful woman.

Not to mention those perfectly shaped and beautiful legs, pleasing to the eye.

Yan He didn’t hesitate to give a compliment, “You look really beautiful today.”

Jiang Miao’s lips curled up, “Thank you!”

She called a two-person car, which had a slightly larger space compared to a single-person car. For two separate social entities, too much proximity was unnecessary. Therefore, it was common for colleagues, friends, or couples going to the same place to share a two-person car, and it was rare for strangers to do so.

Jiang Miao felt it was fine. After all, Yan He had seen her exhausted like a dog on the mat. She already felt that their relationship should be more intimate and personal than ordinary colleagues.

How many men in this world would be as intimate as Yan He, sharing the experience of nurturing a child with her?

With this thought in mind, coupled with Yan He voluntarily removing his aloof mask, Jiang Miao now looked at him with a subtle sense of familiarity, considering him as “family.”

This feeling had already surpassed the boundaries of mere “business partners.”

The capital star was divided into twenty-four major districts, and the area where the Capitol Hill and Jiang Miao lived and worked were not in the same district. The car Jiang Miao called was using a dedicated cross-district passage, with a speed several times faster than the intra-district buses.

Taking the cross-district expressway, circling the planet would take less than ten hours. When Jiang Miao was studying on the Second Satellite, she actually ran to the Capital Star on weekends specifically to take the pipeline bus and circle around.

The final part of the bus route went downward.

While inside the pipeline, Yan He could already see Capitol Hill from afar through the semi-transparent tube.

Amidst a cluster of hundred-story buildings, there suddenly emerged a vast space, where a hill-shaped structure stood. Although the “hill” was actually much shorter than the surrounding skyscrapers, the space it occupied on this precious planet was enough to inspire awe.

Capitol Hill was named as such because its design was modeled after the ancient Maya pyramids from Earth’s distant past. However, it was many times larger, truly resembling a hill.

Several miles away from Capitol Hill, the transport tube started to incline downward.

“The exit for Capitol Hill is at the plaza below.” Jiang Miao played the role of a tour guide. “Probably to inspire a sense of awe since looking up from below makes it appear exceptionally grand.”

“No need,” Yan He gazed at the scenery outside.

“Hmm?” Jiang Miao turned to look at Yan He.

“The truly awe-inspiring thing isn’t the size or height of the structure,” Yan He looked at the “hill” and said, “but the power and energy it represents.”

“You missed one thing,” Jiang Miao said, resting her chin on her hand.

The car stopped at the Capitol Hill square platform. Going from high speed to a rapid stop, the passengers inside only experienced a slight sway.

“Oh?” Yan He raised an eyebrow, asking, “What did I miss?”

“Technology!” The car door opened, Jiang Miao unbuckled her seatbelt, and stepped onto the platform.

All planets and satellites in the Capital Star’s orbit were artificially controlled to maintain a perpetual spring-like climate.

The girl took a couple of steps out of the platform, put on her hat, and with her skirt fluttering in the breeze, she pointed a finger towards Capitol Hill. “In there…”

Yan He followed her, admiring the graceful figure as he looked towards the main building of Capitol Hill. From the perspective of the square, it indeed looked imposing.

“In there, do you know what the most important thing is?” Jiang Miao pointed to the main building of Capitol Hill.

After a moment of contemplation, Yan He said, “The mainframe?”

“Yes,” Jiang Miao said, “It exists in the form of a quantum cloud and can be considered the heart of the Gita Republic. From national decisions to planetary weapons, down to the street’s garbage cans and home utilities, it controls everything.”

“While you’re right about power and energy, I’ve always felt that this era is about competing in technology. Power and energy are both built on the foundation of science and technology,” Jiang Miao said, holding onto her hat.

Yan He agreed, “You’re right.”

The square was spacious, bustling with quite a number of people, mostly tourists.

“Come on!” Jiang Miao suddenly lifted the brim of her hat and looked up, “Give me a smile~”

Yan He followed her gaze and raised his head. A fist-sized sphere had appeared overhead at some point, hovering in mid-air. As he looked up, his facial features were scanned, and his wrist communicator vibrated slightly.

Yan He opened the screen on his wrist and saw the welcome message from Capitol Hill:

【Major Yan He, welcome to Capitol Hill. The tour guide sphere will accompany you throughout. You can call for information about Capitol Hill at any time. Every citizen visiting Capitol Hill will receive a free 5-minute video clip. For a full-length recording, the cost is only 200 credits per person.】

Yan He: “…”

Glancing around, he saw that the square was filled with tourists, each with a hovering sphere above their heads, following them wherever they went.

Convenient for the tourists.

For Capitol Hill, which was equivalent to the heart of the Gita Republic, it was like having countless pairs of monitoring eyes.

Yan He’s sharp gaze swept over the crowded heads, each adorned with a guide sphere. He turned to Jiang Miao with a smile, “Let’s go.”

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Sansukini: (Edited the Chapter. I changed Parliament Mountain to Capitol Hill)

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