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Mina reached out and hugged Milan's soft body. Milan's words were reasonable, if it was just the most basic practice... "You go and do your own thing first, and I will discuss it with Drucker."

"Okay, thank you, Dad." Milan kissed Mina on the cheek, took two steps sideways, threw himself into the arms of Drucker who was waiting with his arms outstretched, and kissed each other on the cheeks.

Although Bamboo was not there, he could capture any movement in the house, and the conversation between Milan's two dads was heard in full.

He didn't remember that Milan mentioned that he wanted to use himself as an example to write a thesis, and suddenly proposed to learn physical arts. Besides wanting to avenge him, what other answer?

Yesterday he tentatively asked if Milan would care about him if he had no blood relationship. Milan's answer was that he would love him no matter what happened. Does the human cub really understand the meaning of such solemn words?Can you really shoulder such a heavy responsibility?

According to Xingwang, 72.8% of the promises made by minors are not counted. If all the promises of adults are also counted, the probability of "talking not counted" is 79.6%.

Physical skills look cool, but in practice, they are very boring.

And very tired.

There is only Drucker's mecha gym in Luye Town, and there are no gymnastics classes for minors.The mecha hall usually has a bleak passenger flow, and the income and expenditure will be balanced.

The mecha ownership rate of Star K is only a pitiful 10%, and it is even lower in Luye Town. Most of the time, the mecha hall is used as a physical and mental training room. Not as good as practicing now.

Well, because the public training ground of the Mecha Museum is large enough, it is occasionally borrowed by the mayor to hold an annual meeting and the like.

——By the way, Milan's mecha "Red Hero" occasionally plays a cameo role in the labor force when the cranes in the town need to be overhauled, or when the crops outside the town need to be sprayed with pesticides and the plane breaks down.When Bamboo and Milan saw the mayor with a white beard and gold-rimmed glasses, smiling and showing up at home with flowers, biscuits and energy cubes, they knew that he was going to ask Mina's father to power up the armor again.

In the end, Drucker only left one-fifth of his working time to contribute to the creation of novels.Under the pseudonym "Tun Si", he has published two adventure novels in eight years, and the response is not bad, but in terms of income, it is not as much as his work as a commentator and virtual sparring partner on the Star Network deck block.

Because he wants to make money, Milan's advanced vision aids and future repair operations are not covered by the federal public medical insurance. He has to work hard to save money, and he can slow down his hobbies.

Anyway, there are only ten years left. At that time, he and Mina were only 140 years old, and there was still a long way to go in life. At that time, it would not be too late to focus on creating.

He never thought that the two children would bring him all kinds of freshness and different pleasures from time to time. He was willing to pay for the two children and get a few sweet kisses, and the big man smiled contentedly.Drucker secretly told Mina that all parents in the world raise children for their own pleasure, in exchange for Mina beating him.

Now, the cute little angels want to practice gymnastics, Drucker can't treat it rashly, he discussed with Mina, adjusted the training content, and did some less intense exercise, it is also good to improve mental strength, Mina agreed .

After dinner the next day, family members had a meeting. Mina solemnly announced the decision of the parents. Drucker sent a training form to Milan and Bamboo: "Look at this, do you have any questions?"

"Morning running, gymnastics, push-ups, pull-ups..." Milan finished reading, pointing to the first two and asked, "We usually do morning running and gymnastics, there is no difference."

Drucker lifted the luggage bag next to the sofa, put it on the table, and unzipped it: "This is the difference."

There are a total of eight shiny black metal tubes, four big and four small. The height is between ten and fifteen centimeters. Buttons and a small LCD screen.

"Gravity adjuster - start running with this tomorrow, the two smaller ones are put on the forearm, and the two larger ones are put on the calf." Drucker picked up one to show, pressed the red button, and the LCD screen lit up ,"This is a switch. The initial value is 1, which is the gravity we feel now. Press the white button to reduce the gravity by 0.1 times, and the black button to increase it. The total floating range is between 0.1 and 2.9 times the gravity. Let's not set Set gravity, tomorrow is just practice, you get used to wearing this for running and gymnastics first, the weight of this set of adjusters is 1 kg, 1.5 kg for one hand, 1.1 kg for one foot, after you get used to this weight, increase it a little bit ——The gravity of 1.5 times is okay, after [-], you will cry."

Bamboo has always only talked on paper. He can tell the inventor, invention process, sales company, manufacturing plant, setting parameters, operating principle, cost and profit margin of this gravity regulator... he can even spell out one without looking at the drawings. .

But this is the first time I have seen the real thing, Bamboo carefully stretched out his hand to touch it, to feel the difference between the real thing and the virtual... Take it back to the room later, and then eat it.

"Bambu, do you like this?" Drucker was certainly happy to see that he was interested in this.

Milan is also very happy. If Bamboo likes it, it would be great to be able to practice gymnastics earlier.

Bamboo nodded, "Can I try wearing it?"

"Of course, baby. Look, like this—" Drucker held a cylinder with both hands, and flipped something on the rim of the cylinder, twisting and breaking it to both sides, and the cylinder was pulled apart into two semi-circular arcs , Put a set on Bamboo's arm, let go, the cylinder closes, and firmly sticks to Bamboo's forearm, Drucker flips the switch on the edge of the cylinder again, "Moving, how does it feel?"

Bamboo raised his arm and replied honestly, "It's a bit heavy."

"It's good to get used to it. It can automatically fine-tune the diameter according to your arm, with adsorption effect, so you don't have to worry about falling during exercise." Drucker explained.

"I want to try too, can I?" Milan asked.

"No problem." Drucker signaled, pointing to a sliding rail protrusion on the top of the barrel, "This is to open, and the opposite direction is to close."

Milan opened another cylinder, asked Bamboo to stretch out his other arm, and buckled it for him: "Bambu, are you comfortable?"

"Yeah." Bamboo followed suit, took the cylinder slowly, opened it, and put it on for Milan.

"Can I try wearing them all?" Milan looked at Drucker.

"of course can!"

After the two children wore gravity regulators on their limbs, Drucker turned on the switch again and let them experience the 0.9 times gravity field and the 1.1 times gravity field.

It was the first time for Milan to come into contact with this, and excitement and curiosity were naturally unavoidable.

Bamboo is more direct: "Can I wear them to sleep? I want to get used to it in advance." This way, they can be eaten quietly and aboveboard.

"Sleep?" Obviously, Bamboo's question is a low-probability event.Users wear gravity regulators for practice, and loosen them after practice. Few people wear them all day.And Bamboo's body hasn't grown up yet, will it backfire after wearing it for a long time?