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Milan sat up straighter, with a rare seriousness on his face.Why did he always feel that there was something else in Demreko's words?

Fortunately, Demreko himself doesn't like to play tricks: "The reason why Master Yanxin is famous is that on the one hand, he is indeed a genius in costume design. On the other hand, it is said that he has the blood of the imperial royal family, and his status is extremely valuable."

Milan stopped even nodding.

Demreko said six words seriously: "And the legend is true."

Milan was silent.

Demreko, who graduated from the Atelier Imperial Military Academy, continued: "Since I became a soldier, the first item in the soldier's handbook, the first item in the soldier's duty, is: to defend the empire and the dignity of the royal family."

Very good, this explains the reason for his change of attitude before and after. Although the exact identity of Milan cannot be determined, mental power cannot be faked.

Milan was not stunned by the pie in the sky, and immediately pointed out his blind spot: "Why is it so sure that it is the blood of the royal family, or it may be another father or mother who has no blood relationship with the royal family."

What he meant was very simple, unless Master Yanxin's parents and even generations back were the royal family, and had a blood relationship with Master Yanxin, it didn't mean that he was necessarily related to the royal family.Those who can resonate with Master Yanxin's spiritual power are not necessarily those of royal blood.

He may also be a member of a party not of royal blood.Is not it?

"The military is obliged to protect any member of the royal blood." Demreko explained, "We have our own set of identification techniques. Although it is not as accurate as the instrument, it cannot identify the royal blood relationship, but it is enough to identify whether they have royal blood. After I became suspicious these days, I confirmed that you used this technique, and I also planned to talk to you directly, but you took a step ahead."

"I have a lot of respect for the mother who provided the egg," Milan said.

"No, not this. According to the regulations, the royal blood is forbidden to flow into the world's sperm or egg banks, and it is not allowed under any circumstances. Your appearance must be a conspiracy against the empire,"

Milan pondered for a moment: "Captain, what do you want?"

"Protect you."

"that is it?"

"If possible, I hope you can become an imperial citizen. Our relationship with the Federation is very tense, and the Federation may use you as a threat to force us to make concessions." Demreko did not treat Milan with the rashness of a child. On the one hand, he Having seen the negotiations between Milan and Colonel Crane, after getting along these few days, I have a deep understanding of Milan's character and appreciate it even more; on the other hand, the royal blood should not be left outside at all.

"Your information is a member of the Federation. For the sake of peace between the two countries, I am obliged to find out the truth. And I will ensure that you will be treated accordingly." Not only because of blood, but also about combat effectiveness-whose 11-year-old child can open Level [-] physical strength and level [-] mental strength?This is a talent, of course he has to win over to his own camp.

Demreko finished speaking and waited for Milan to answer.

"I am very grateful for your actions in the meteorite belt, and I am very grateful for your help in our relationship in the next few years or even ten years. But—" Milan said, "Bloodlines can't explain anything, after all, Birth is not something I can decide. Maybe my father had an affair, maybe you missed the registration of a certain royal blood. In short, I was born, and I was born. Since I was conscious, my The family is settled. I have my own family, parents, brothers, friends, and I'm fine. It doesn't matter what happened before I was born."

These words have already made it clear that he has no interest in his bloodline at all.

Milan continued: "As for your concern, no one knows my bloodline at present, so it's not a problem, and even a soldier like you needs to be identified through certain methods, even Colonel Crohn and Jutia None of them thought of that, ma'am. So I think I'm safe. I'm just a normal guy, I don't have big dreams, I just live my life as simple as that."

"Ordinary people?" Demreko shook his head, "If you have an unusual bloodline, you won't be an ordinary person."

Although Colonel Crone admired Milan, but due to mission needs, he focused more on Greg. After deciphering Milan's dual identity, he did not continue to delve into it.And when he met Milan for the first time unilaterally, Milan was in a coma due to his mental power upgrade, and he didn't wear the iron cowhide jacket afterwards, so he missed the opportunity of suspicion and identification by mistake.

Jutia is the same, she is a doctor, and she knows very well that within dozens of hours after the talent value explodes, it is the adjustment period of mental strength and physical strength for the body, and it is normal for the mental strength to fluctuate slightly during this period.Therefore, I did not notice the mystery of the iron cowhide clothing.

——Of course, there is the most important point: not everyone follows the trend closely and can recognize the clothing works of Master Yanxin.

Demreko is different, he has a hobby - clothing design.

Just looking at Hercules changing into stylish clothes every time he appeared on the light screen, you can tell how many design drawings Demreko has stored in his light brain.

So Demreko was able to recognize it, both unexpectedly and within reason.

"Let's talk about it when we can leave here." Milan smiled and ended the topic on his own initiative, "We don't know if we can go back. It's too far away to talk about this."

"Okay." Demreko also knew that rushing for success could easily lead to conflicts, so he nodded in agreement.

Naturally, both sides are aiming to get along with each other for a long time, trying to convince each other with actions.

"What are they going to talk about? You won't let me eavesdrop, eavesdrop?" Hercules murmured.

"Because you have more important things to do." Bamboo walked directly out of the dark spaceship wreckage, walked far away, and stopped.

How could he leave Milan alone to talk to Demreko?His mental strength has always followed Milan.It's just that he doesn't want to hide Milan's life experience. After all, Milan has his own ideas and gradually has the ability to protect himself. No matter what decision he makes, he will support it to the end.

By the way, verify whether what Milan said a few years ago still counts.

"Is there something to do? Okay, okay. Let's talk." Leaving the spaceship, Hercules can only use the communication function. The bee eyes that have been following Bamboo are several of his eyes. As for the walkie-talkie?One can be made in minutes, and the video call is trivial.

"The data you gave indicates that if we can't collect enough materials to build the hull, we will be trapped here forever. Even if the energy generation chamber is not damaged, no matter how much energy we have, it will be useless."

"That's right, that's right. So the first step is to excavate usable materials from the inside of this star. My two maintenance robots have made fifteen bee eyes in the past two days, and various detections. Detection, there is no A suitable deposit, a deposit."

"How long will it take to start mining?"

Hercules faltered: "According to calculations, it will take at least 50 years, 50 years. You must know that although there is an energy generation room, the smelting device has to be built from scratch. Or go to excavate the ruins and dig out a smelter. Smelter."

"How about this?" Bamboo opened his left hand facing the camera.

"This--" Hercules stopped talking, even though he captured the visual information through the camera, his eyes on the light screen were suddenly rounded, expressing great surprise, "Ban Bam Bu!"

In Bamboo's palm, a small and exquisite battleship model hovered, lifelike.

"This is—" Hercules scanned and compared it, "This is the Red Skull of the Space Bandit, the Red Skull!"

"Completely reduced version, I have a large restored version, just find a place to put it aside." Bamboo said, "Put your memory chip in it, and you can fly directly. After I collect the information, I will leave immediately." He once It is only a matter of time to eat the master's ship completely and make a copy.

Of course he doesn't want to keep Milan here. 50 years!A good quarter of life!

He is still waiting to see Milan upgrade and graduate, fall in love and find a job, get married and have children, get promoted and raise salary, make friends... step by step through all the formal procedures that human beings should go through, and now this accident will delay it for 50 years?

Although Bamboo doesn't worry about "can't find a good job without a diploma" now, his task is not to observe Milan's hard work on a small planet.

——He also couldn't bear it!

The fastest way, of course, is to take out a ship immediately.

Among the ships collected by Bamboo, the most complete and fully functional one is the battleship of the master.

It's just that he also knows that taking it out like this will definitely arouse suspicion, and it's hard to explain.

He also wanted to remake the Red Skull just like transforming the mecha, but unfortunately there was not enough information—the battleships he ate were not enough to piece together.

Think about it, whether it is to replace the inner core of the Warrior with the Red Skull, or replace it with two-thirds of the outer shell of the Starlight, it is too simple and rude. For their upcoming long-distance voyage, there must be no mistakes at all. , so, no.

So he pulled the issue out and discussed it with Hercules.

On the one hand, Hercules does not belong to the carbon-based life system. For silicon-like life, it is very normal to replicate based on data.As an observer, Bamboo is very good at doing as the Romans do, even if the so-called "Do as the Romans does" has only one object.

On the other hand, just like the little black cat often gave him tips on interpersonal relationships and human interactions, Hercules gave him logical deduction and analysis, and finding professionals to solve problems is always the most effective shortcut.

"But how do you explain? Explain?" Bamboo thought of it, and Hercules naturally thought of it too.

"I don't know, so I'm asking you."

"We can't say to detect, detect, find anomalies, anomalies, and then find a spaceship, a spaceship! Because this ship is 600 years later!" Time is the biggest doubt, a problem that Bamboo had never thought of before. Gris made it up for him, "How could there be such an advanced spaceship on the Pearl White Star 600 years ago? Spaceship! Even the spaceship 600 years ago, it is impossible to have a chip cabin suitable for my stay, a chip cabin!"

Just as the current equipment cannot read the information stored on the carrier back then, the equipment 600 years ago certainly cannot read the current media files.

"I have information on spaceships from 600 years ago." Bamboo said, "but I haven't done it." To be precise, I haven't eaten it, so I can't copy it. If I do it directly, he can't guarantee a [-]% success rate.

"I have an idea, an idea!" Hercules suggested, "Can you provide materials, materials!"

"This?" Bamboo clenched his fist with his left hand, and when he opened it again, the model of the Red Skull battleship disappeared, replaced by a stick-shaped object with a cross section of 23 square centimeter and a length of [-] centimeters—the shell material of the Hercules spacecraft, which is also a miniature version. The reason why it is slender is that the outer shell is composed of [-] layers of materials of different materials and purposes—even liquid materials—layers of tightly bonded layers. The thickness of the real spaceship’s defense is fully [-] times this, otherwise, A meteorite can crush it, or a particle cannon can shoot right through it.

"This is fine, but it still can't explain where this bonding process came from 600 years ago! Unless the requirements are lowered..."

"Reduce the requirements? Then you can't guarantee safety." Bamboo insisted. Although he could take Milan for a stroll in space, how could Milan know about such a serious and unreasonable thing?What he needs now is a ship that can bring Milan back safely.

"How about, let's dig out the city ruins, ruins? Find all kinds of materials, materials!"

"As you said, materials from 600 years ago cannot pass the craft. No way." Bamboo resolutely vetoed it.

"Then what to do? What to do?"