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The man in sunglasses turned out to be Hermeyer.

Wen Shumu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly realized that Hemaye had just called him "sister-in-law".

She had always addressed him politely as "Madam".

Hemeyer seemed to realize that he had blurted out the address he was thinking of in his haste, and chuckled dryly, "Madam, may I get up first?"

Wen Shumu quickly said, "Hek, let him go."

Heck was also a mecha enthusiast, so of course he recognized Hermeyer's face. Realizing he had misunderstood him, he let go and immediately bowed his head to apologize.

"It's alright, it's alright. It's your duty, you should be careful when protecting the lady."

Hermeyer cracked his knuckles: "But bro, you've got some serious strength."

Wen Shumu was also surprised by Hek's agility. He usually seemed silly and unassuming, but it turned out that he was actually a martial arts expert.

But thinking about it, it makes sense... Not just anyone can be Ling Suyu's adjutant. Heck must have gone through rigorous selection and gained Ling Suyu's approval. He's also been frequently sent to protect him recently, so he must be an extraordinary person.

Heck smiled shyly, then returned to his corner, not wanting to disturb them. Little Jin also went back to the sofa on the other side.

Wen Shumu sat back down and gestured for Hemeyer to sit down as well. They continued assembling the model according to the instructions and the guidance from the staff.

Seeing the scattered mecha parts on the table, Hermeyer asked, "Does Madam intend to make one herself?"

Seeing the well-mixed deep blue paint on the side, he stroked his chin, suddenly realizing, "Are we making ice rifts?"

"Yes." Wen Shumu glanced at him with a slight smile, "But this has to be kept secret."

Hemeyer immediately raised his hand and made a gesture as if he were sewing his mouth shut.

He picked up the instruction manual and looked at it. The complicated diagrams made his head spin: "Wow, this is not going to be easy."

No wonder the DIY section is so deserted; it's too difficult to get started.

Wen Shumu nodded in agreement: "I just learned a bit from the staff."

Hermeyer's gaze was fixed on Wen Shumu's hands.

His movements were so fluid, almost pleasing to the eye, that it was impossible to tell it was his first time.

The older brother went to a flower shop he would never have entered before, and the older sister-in-law made a mecha model for him...

This couple seems to be doing things for each other in secret.

He suddenly remembered a phrase that some fans on StarNet often said, what was it again, "I'm totally obsessed with him"?

The packaging process is not that simple. Not only do we need to do the final beautification of the model, but we also need to wrap it up in layers to prevent problems during transportation, so it takes a certain amount of time to complete.

Since he was going to wait anyway, Hemaier simply sat opposite Wen Shumu, watched him fiddling with the model, and told him some stories about Ling Suyu's school days.

"Back then, my older brother was a big shot. He was number one every year and got straight A's. Everyone knew him. Many students from the support and manufacturing departments would wait outside the training room after class every day just to catch a glimpse of him."

Wen Shumu paused almost imperceptibly in his hand movements.

"Unfortunately, they can hardly wait any longer; the eldest brother always comes out of the training room late at night."

Wen Shumu asked, "Back then, did he just attend classes and train every day?"

"Yeah, we haven't seen our older brother do anything else. He's like he's being pushed around. It seems like his life revolves around the word 'getting stronger.'" Hermeyer picked up a part and tossed it around in his hand. "We all admire him. Besides this, another reason is that it seems like he can do everything."

"He can build shelters, repair things, start fires in the wild... he doesn't need the instructors to teach him."

Wen Shumu chuckled softly.

On a resource-scarce planet like the Barren Star, these are essential skills for survival.

Hermeyer leaned back on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling: "After all these years, I've wanted to eat that 'pig-pig beast' that my older brother roasted one more time. It was amazing."

Wen Shumu suddenly looked up: "He also made this for you?"

Unaware of what was happening, Hemeyer continued, "Yes, my older brother often made it during our field training. He said that his old friend loved to eat it, and he wanted to practice more to make sure his skills didn't decline, so that if they met again in the future, he could make it for him anytime he wanted to eat it."

Wen Shumu suddenly misaligned a part, and his hand trembled slightly.

The old friend... you mean him, right?

Has your brother been thinking about him all these years?

Wen Shumu's lips drooped slightly.

This "reunion" took nearly twenty years...

Noticing his sister-in-law's displeasure, Hermeyer wondered if she was jealous!

He quickly explained, "Ah, nothing else. From what you're saying, it's an old friend I haven't seen in a long time, haha. I wonder if you've seen this old friend yet..."

The more Hemeyer spoke, the more something sounded off to him, and his voice grew weaker and weaker.

"I saw him," Wen Shumu said.

Hemaier didn't react immediately and exclaimed, "Huh?"

Wen Shumu laughed: "He saw it."

*

It takes four to five hours to DIY a mecha model, and the store thoughtfully provides lunch for customers.

After Hermeyer left, Wen Shumu focused on the model in his hands, piecing together a mini version of the cracked ice from memory, and then carefully painted it.

He didn't have time to eat himself, and let Xiao Jin and Heke eat first.

Seeing that he had almost finished, Xiao Jin quickly asked the staff to bring over a new lunch.

Wen Shumu had only taken a few bites when Ling Suyu sent him a message saying he was coming to pick him up to retrieve the Cracked Ice.

He glanced at the time and realized it was already 2:30!

While the shop assistant was still packing, Wen Shumu quickly made a call to Miz, asking him to come and pick up the Liebing mecha model and put it in his gift box.

He finished his meal in a hurry, and Ling Suyu's car arrived.

Having not seen her brother all morning, Wen Shumu practically rushed into the car, burying her face in Ling Suyu's shoulder and nuzzling against him like a clingy cat.

Ling Suyu asked gently, "What did you do this morning?"

"I did some shopping and even bumped into Mr. Hemeyer at the souvenir shop." Wen Shumu omitted the part about making the mecha model. "Is your brother done with his business?"

Ling Suyu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then swallowed his words: "I'm done with my work."

He wanted to say that he had also met Hemeyer, but that would have revealed his itinerary.

The two returned to Adolphus's laboratory, but the master was not there, and there were far fewer people than yesterday. Qiao Zi said that they had all gone out to attend an academic forum and had not yet returned.

Upon entering Chu Zhao's workshop, he was no longer wearing a mask as he had yesterday, but only a work uniform. His pale face was covered in black ash, making him particularly conspicuous.

Wen Shumu thought yesterday that he was wrapped up so tightly because he was a germaphobe and didn't want to get his face dirty, but now it seems that's not the case.

Liebing stood quietly at the back.

Wen Shumu could tell at a glance that its appearance had changed, and the coating on the surface had a beautiful sheen.

"I also gave it some maintenance." Chu Zhao handed the spatial button to Ling Suyu.

Ling Suyu said, "Thank you."

He manipulated the space button a few times, and the space button emitted a blue light.

Then, the enormous mech in front of them vanished instantly.