Zerg Survival Operation Guide

Quinn put Moore's paintings on the table in the living room, and pointed to the images in the paintings to analyze for Derrick.

"You see, there are still a lot of blank space on the drawing board, but the images in this painting are obviously located on the right side of the drawing board as a whole, which shows that Moore is resisting the past, or that there is nothing in the past that deserves his happiness."

"And whether it's the direction of the raindrops, the trees, or the strokes of the characters, they all tilt |left| by about five degrees, which shows that Moore lacks the courage to face reality, or he doesn't adapt to this society."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Derrick would not understand the meaning of this value well, Quinn explained it on purpose.

"If the angle of his tilt to the |left| is within five degrees, it is still in the mild category. If he tilts six to fifteen degrees, he needs attention. This shows that the painter is emotionally unstable, lacks calmness and self-control, and tends to Extreme. If things go well, it’s okay, but once things turn around, you will fall into self-denial and avoid others.”

Speaking of which, Quinn seriously warned Derrick: "Moore's current state is at a critical value, so you should pay more attention to Moore's writing in the future, whether it is writing or painting, once Moore shows signs of turning |left| If the angle of inclination exceeds the critical value, you should contact me immediately."

"I understand."

"If you analyze the details, the lines are thick and black when depicting thunderstorms, which is some kind of emphasis, tension or anxiety, as well as some behavioral melancholy."

Quinn's fingertips followed the words, "The heavier the rain, the greater the pressure. Naturally, I don't need to say more, but black means that Moore is in a state of regression. It may be mentality or age."

"And the whole painting does not draw the ground, not even a simple arc. It means that the place that makes him feel most familiar or safe is not here."

Hearing this, Derrick's pupils gradually became narrow and long, with the sharpness unique to cold-blooded animals.

In fact, vertical pupil is not only a kind of expression when excited, it will help the female to keep calm.Just like sweat is used to lower the body surface temperature, when the female pupils are erected, it will suppress the irritable emotions to a certain extent and maintain thinking.

Dr. Quinn was not surprised at all. He slid his fingertips towards the tree and continued: "The root of the tree is the connection between the individual and reality. Moore's emphasis on depicting the tree root shows that he pays too much attention to his grasp of reality."

"This is the problem. He is concerned about reality, but he also feels unable to adapt to the real society. This sense of contradiction makes Moore feel anxious."

"The fruit on the tree is actually a manifestation of childlike innocence, or something that has happened in the past that made him proud. Based on our previous analysis, I am more inclined to say that Moore is still childlike."

"But Moore refused to accept his worm's help, and he was denying his cub's identity. This is also the second point of contradiction."

Quinn's eyes became soft and painful, his voice gradually dried up, and every word he uttered scratched his body with bruises one by one.

"Yes, he is the only worm in this painting. Not only did he not draw other occluders, but he even gave up the trees that are close at hand. This shows that Moore doesn't believe that there will be worms to save him, and he doesn't believe in himself You can save yourself."

"Maybe it's because he tried hard in the past, but failed in the end. Or maybe he once looked forward to it, but gave up amid repeated disappointments."

Quinn closed his eyes and tried to calm his emotions. The male son's emotions would not be as violent as the female son's, but it lasted longer and was more difficult to eliminate.

"So Moore's biggest problem, besides the trauma he's had in the past, is his inability to fit in and his insecurities, and he's still denying himself as a cub and thinking of himself as an adult."

After thinking for a long time, Quinn made a treatment plan.

"I don't recommend drug treatment. Moore is still too young. Premature drug treatment will affect Moore's brain development. And most of the drugs for treatment tend to inhibit and cannot be eradicated, and the damage to the cubs is also great. It is better to give the cubs more A great sense of security, helping him adapt to the imperial environment."

"So I suggest sending Moore to a suitable school so that he can get in touch with more peers, which may help Moore's recovery. I will continue to follow up Moore's psychological condition until his various values until everything returns to normal.”

Derrick didn't respond, and he couldn't respond now, he could only put away Moore's drawing board blankly.

"Thank you very much for your interview, Dr. Quinn." Derrick bent slightly.

"I will seriously consider your opinion. Please forgive me for not being able to respond to you for the time being. I will trouble you later."

"This is what I should do. Major General Derrick doesn't have to be so polite. Of course I also hope that Moore recovers soon."

After finishing the interview, Dr. Quinn had to leave temporarily. Even if he cared more about Moore, he had no reason to stay at the major general's house for a long time.

Derrick watched the doctor go out politely, and turned his head to see Moore leaning against the door of the training room. The bright yellow clothes set off Moore's whiteness and brightness, and the violent storm in the painting could not be seen at all.

Moore rubbed the tip of his tongue against the fangs on both sides for a long time, not knowing what to do to make Derrick feel better.

He noticed the changes in Derrick's pupils almost immediately.Except for the day he was rescued, Derrick has always been able to control his emotions very well, at least in front of him.

With his right hand pinching the corner of his clothes, he kept rubbing his lips. He opened and closed his lips many times but couldn't make out a complete sentence.

Derrick seemed to see Moore's hesitation, and strode towards Moore without thinking.

The palm stroked Moore's furry hair, "Don't be sad, you did a good job."

There is a familiar temperature above the head, driving away Moore's sense of instability when he first arrived in another world.He cheated Derrick himself, and he still comforted himself like this.

The strong sense of guilt made Moore's nose sour and his eyes reddish.

"No, this is me—" Derrick interrupted Moore, and pulled him into his arms.

Moore's claws touched Derrick's abdominal muscle, trying to push it away so that he could regain the opportunity to speak: "No, that's me—"

The cub looked like he was about to cry, and Derrick himself naturally felt distressed, thinking that Moore was still worried that he would abandon him.

Derrick pressed the cub's furry head into his arms, and said softly: "Shh, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

Feeling the hard and elastic abdominal muscles around the cheeks, "——!"

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.Moore, who was interrupted one after another, also lost the courage to confess, and obediently followed Derrick to the training room.

The training room is no longer the original streamlined appearance, but has added many things that Moore likes.

For some reason, Moore liked watching Derrick train from the very beginning.Sometimes he would concentrate on training programs that he didn't understand for a while, and sometimes he would read books and flip through his brain, and he was never impatient.

Now it is the same, Moore is sitting on the huge newly bought swing chair, and there is still a lot of space for dolls when he is nestled in.

Moore admitted that he couldn't get up when he was nestled in the swing chair, but he didn't put the doll in it, it was obviously Derrick who wanted to put it in!

Forget it, there is nothing to earn. It is fair for each person to put one thing they like.

Moore lay in it as if he had no bones, only his fingers could barely touch his brain.Why can't we come up with a technology that uses mind to control the optical brain, the promised interstellar?

With gentle eyes, Derrick took out the optical brain to increase his gravity load, and also clicked on the recording function by the way.