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Who doesn't have a few tricks to hack into the optical brain commonly used by the mastermind behind the scenes?Bamboo was in charge of collection, Hercules was in charge of analysis, and soon presented the evidence to Milan and others.

The little black cat also doesn't know that Hercules has self-awareness. He thinks that it is either a powerful brain or Bamboo's handwriting. After Milan told him his real name, Bamboo also told him his name.Bamboo is so powerful, no matter what he does, he will not be surprised.

Working together, less than half an hour later, a very simple threat plan was finalized.

An email to implant the code is divided into three parts.The first part intercepts some shady transaction records, the second part is the optical brain number of the opponent’s political opponent, and the third part is a video of the fake space pirates being taken away by the space police.

Within 1 minute after reading, the opponent's optical brain will be completely scrapped, and the source cannot be found.

——This matter, stop here.

It took a total of 55 minutes and 32 seconds from the meeting to the completion of the agenda item. Milan, who was quite a big deal, was able to get it done in this way, which even he himself found incredible.

Originally, he thought that since everyone had arrived and something happened, he would quickly strike while the iron was hot to find a way to solve the problem, but he never thought that the problem would be solved so quickly and thoroughly.

"We seem to be a little too strong..." Especially Hercules, whose ability is against the sky.You must know that everyone has an optical brain now, no matter what information is in it, it is so easy to hack in... Milan said directly, "Heracles, you have to protect yourself."

——He didn't even think that I was too powerful, and he was afraid that he would kill me if he couldn't control it!Hercules was dressed in white, with tears in his eyes.

Milan is not one to procrastinate, this issue is settled, and immediately move on to the next one.

With the little black cat, it is very easy to complete the second topic. The little black cat said respectfully that the basic necessities of life are not a problem at all. If the school is not easy to get into, he can also sponsor the school and let them be transfer students. stationed.

As for the identity issue of topic three, it is a little difficult. Milan Bamboo can restore his identity, and Little Black Cat and Will will not call about the welfare and treatment of the Federation. The forged identity is enough to use.The focus is on Demreko.

As early as when Milan decided to go to Huayaoxing with his family, Demreko guessed Milan's determination to stay in the Federation. He was not in a hurry to abduct him now. Urging every day may have the opposite effect; on the other hand, the situation between the two countries is tense, and it will not be easy to go back for a while, just take your time and get on the line.

And the third point, he met unexpected people.Demreko said decisively that he had a false identity and that he would not cause trouble for anyone.

Topic [-] is even simpler. Milan said hello to Sesdi, and when he heard that there was a new patient, Sesdi said, "Come over for an examination tomorrow."

"What else is there?" Milan went through the recent affairs in his mind, as if he had nothing to say.

Demreko offered one: "When you arrive at your destination, repair the ship."

Milan nodded, and the little black cat kept the optical brain on to take minutes of the meeting, and took it down.

"Then let's end the meeting?" Milan looked at everyone.

"Wait." Bamboo said inarticulately as he forked the last piece of mango on the plate into his mouth.

"Bamboo?"

"It's time to upgrade your vision aid, Medusa can do it." Bamboo reminded.

"Ah, this..." Milan didn't react at first, touched the vision mirror on his face, and suddenly realized.

This matter is right in front of our eyes, because it is too obvious, and it is also the easiest to ignore. Only his younger brother thought of it first.

Such a considerate brother.

He showed a gentle smile: "Thank you Bamboo, I will."

After a tiring day, Milan fell asleep very quickly at night.

But just when he was drowsy and sleepy, he heard Bamboo ask in a low voice: "The matter of Mina's father is settled, right?"

"Hmm..." Milan made a nasal sound in a daze.

With the affirmation of Milan, Bamboo started his own actions.

He first follows the old rules, star network data update, data comparison, and data summary.

But... Hercules was busy passing gossip to Bamboo: "Will and Keke were stunned at the first sight when they met, and their eyes lasted for more than 8.2 seconds! It is said that this length of time represents love at first sight! Love at first sight! "

Bamboo replied, "Keep watching."

Hercules continued to report: "Koko silently peeped on Greg eight times in one hour!"

Bamboo: "Yeah." Obviously distracted.

"Banbu, what are you doing?" Hercules lay on top of Bambu, and "looked" out with his head. In the data room, of course he couldn't see the outside at all.His real eyes are actually monitors and little robot cameras located throughout the spaceship, but for safety the brothers' bedroom has neither.

Bamboo replied: "I'm doing private things with Milan."

"A private matter? What is it?" Hercules asked. "Aren't you lying in bed?"

"Yes."

"So you're doing|love making|love?"

On the bed, when doing private things, there is only one way to think.Hercules is not a human being, and he doesn't care much about morals and ethics such as minors and brothers.

Bamboo explained solemnly: "I fit on the test bed."

"Isn't that just making | love, making | love? It's a pity that you can't produce offspring." Hercules expressed regret.

"Of course not." Bamboo said, "I influence Milan's brainwaves during sleep through mental power to facilitate the formation of dreams, and through the reflection of dreams, I can judge the way Milan likes."

"Can you control other people's dreams?"

"It's not yet possible. We can only intervene slightly and guide it. The human brain is very complicated, and I'm trying step by step."

"Is there anything you can't do?" In Hercules' eyes, Bamboo is omnipotent.

"Of course. The complexity of the human brain is very high, but the reproducibility is very low." Bamboo replied, "My method is different from here, and I can't take risks."

Bamboo synchronized his spiritual power with Milan, and infiltrated Milan's spiritual power according to the method taught by Dr. Lin Qi.

Whether it is mental power or subconsciousness, Milan is not defensive against Bamboo.

Bamboo is not so powerful enough to read the content of Milan's dream. He only implanted a blank image in Milan's dream. As for how to play it, it all depends on Milan's imagination and shaping power.

Then he turned up his five senses and stared at Milan's demeanor and movements.

It is now two o'clock in the morning, which happens to be the stage of deep sleep and dreaminess of the human body. The term is called "rapid eye movement sleep period".Dreams happen at this moment, and if you are awakened at this moment, you will also remember the content of the dream.

It's just that most dreams are forgotten after people wake up, and the few dreams that can be remembered actually only happened a few minutes before waking up.

Bamboo raised the five senses to observe Milan's physiological reaction.For this reason, he even changed the other party's underwear to one size smaller on purpose when Milan took a shower.

The natural reaction of puberty does not depend entirely on sexual desire, friction can also occur.

Tonight's lobster and crab feast was also finalized by Bamboo. Milan couldn't think of the additional function of seafood, but it doesn't mean Bamboo couldn't think of it.

——After being specially educated by Milan, Bamboo finally knows how to protect the body, don't lift the quilt casually to watch.If it had been a few years ago, it would have been possible to lift Milan's quilt and take a closer look.

Sure enough, Milan's heartbeat gradually accelerated, his blood pressure increased, and his lower body also raised his head. He half-curled up his body and rubbed back and forth without a teacher, with a small moan occasionally overflowing from his lips.

Milan's own dream can be played freely. Bamboo naturally doesn't know what happened in the dream, but he can adjust the image he implanted by stimulating certain parts of Milan's brain.

After he found that Milan's movements were obvious, he made adjustments decisively.

After three seconds.

There was a short pause in Milan's throat, and his eyes swung from side to side under his eyelids violently by [-]%, and the original dawdling movement seemed to suddenly press the pause button.

Immediately, Milan suddenly woke up without warning.

He opened his godless eyes wide, and "stared" at a certain point in the void that didn't exist, his chest heaved and heaved, and he gasped heavily.

After a few breaths, he stretched out his hand tentatively toward the void, and all he touched was air.

He listened again, blinked, and turned to Bamboo accurately.

Bamboo heard him calling his name angrily, but if it wasn't for the improvement of five senses, he could hardly hear it.

Feeling no response, Milan touched the vision aid, put it on, got out of bed, bent over, and walked slowly into the bathroom.

Bamboo was hit hard.

"Looks like we don't have a bed fit," he announced unilaterally.

——Just now, without any foreshadowing or temptation, Bamboo directly set the image of Milan's dream as himself.

As a result, it was obvious that Milan was woken up with fright.

Bamboo was distressed: "Obviously the speed dating types are all suitable, why is there such a big gap in bed fit? When Milan usually looks at me, he has never been frightened by me. Why can't he do it in bed? What is the reason for this?"

"Hahahahaha!" Hercules laughed until he rolled on the ground, out of breath, and said, "Bambu, Bamboo, you forgot! You only experimented once, so you can't draw conclusions at all. La conclusion!"

Bamboo suddenly realized: "It makes sense."

"Besides, the water temperature in the bathroom is three percent lower than usual. This dream must have affected him."

Although there is no camera, Hercules can find the answer by checking the water and electricity records.

"Well, I'll see the follow-up."

Not long after, Milan came out of the bathroom.

He walked lightly to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt, and his movements obviously stopped.

Then he went around to Bamboo's side and stood there quietly for a while.

After a while, Milan did not lie directly on the bed.Instead, he rolled the quilt into his arms, hugged it, and went out.

Hercules followed up and reported: "He stood for a while in the combat conference room... He stood for a while in the dining room... He stood for a while in the medical room..."

At the same time, Bamboo launched a mental follow-up to capture Milan's emotions.

The mood is relatively stable, but what Milan is thinking, Bamboo can't be sure.

Finally, Milan entered the training room, wrapped himself up, lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

"What does that mean?" Bamboo asked Hercules.

"I don't know, I don't know, maybe I don't want to sleep in the same room with you." Hercules also scratched his head.

"Did the fit on the bed completely fail..." Bamboo lowered his head and thought.

"Do you want to continue later?" Hercules asked.

"Not too often, it's not good for your health." Bamboo replied, and then said again, "Heracles, turn up the temperature in the training room."

He didn't want to see a sick Milan the next day.

Even if Milan's physical fitness will never get sick overnight, it's the same.

the next day.

on the breakfast table.

Bamboo finished eating the last piece of bacon on the plate, and asked very clearly: "Milan, you didn't sleep in bed in the second half of the night, why?"

Milan replied calmly: "I have to think about something."

——If you ignore his sudden acceleration of heartbeat, then he is indeed very calm.

"What's the matter?" Bamboo asked because it was related to the results of the experiment.

"Sorry, it will be confusing now, can Bamboo wait for me to understand before answering?" Milan rarely gave such an answer without a specific deadline, and his tone was a little subtle.

Bamboo recorded silently, it seems that the dream last night was not without any influence.

"Okay." He agreed and got up to leave.

"Bambu," Milan called to him.

"Ok?"

"I have a personal problem and need your help."