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"call--"

After experiencing the baptism of spiritual power and returning to the physical body, Milan actually felt a little heavy.

Immediately, a body was pressed against him, and Bamboo blinked: "Like? Make|love?"

Milan nodded: "I like it—but stop!" Seeing Bamboo's expression of wanting to do it again, he hurriedly stopped.

Bamboo licked his lips, with a little regret: "Oh." He was very happy just now, and Milan's mental strength told him that the other party was also happy, which made the problem of fit in bed that he had worried about before meaningless.

"We were just now..." Milan returned to his senses after being excited, "...□□!"

"Yeah. Or, mat|mating—"

"Oh my God, I promised my father that I won't be underage!" Milan panicked, feeling vaguely that he had forgotten something.

"Stimulate the growth of mitochondria, you can be as old as you want." For Milan, who has just had a strong mental power, what Bamboo has to do is to instruct him to use it, "Look."

He demonstrated to Milan that the baby fat faded from his face, his body was stretched visible to the naked eye, his shoulders widened, his muscles thickened, his Adam's apple protruded, the hair in the triangle was thick, and the little Bamboo grew up very obviously...

Milan was clearly concerned about something else: "—Bambu, where's your dress?"

Bamboo had no choice but to blink and put on his clothes: "Milan, it's your turn."

Milan closed his eyes, and his body began to twitch slowly. After a few minutes, he looked at his palm strangely, and then spoke again, his voice became deep and deep: "Banbu?"

"How about it?"

"It's a bit uncomfortable. The shape of my face has changed. I need to change to a vision aid." Milan said as he pulled the quilt to wrap himself up. "There are still clothes that I can't wear, what should I do?"

Bamboo pointed to his head: "Think." He added, "There are two ways. The first one is that you think you have a normal optic nerve; You're fine, you're fine."

"I understand the first, just like I did when I repaired my heart. The second?" Milan asked.

"The first type of tangible objects and the second type of intangible objects require higher spiritual control." Bamboo explained.

"I'll try." Milan has never been afraid to take on difficult challenges.

A few minutes later, Milan took off the vision aid, rubbed his eyes, pulled Bambra to him, and laughed: "I still remember the very firm request at the time, and I was the first to see you after the eye surgery. "

"yes, I remember."

"Oh, Bamboo." Milan rubbed his hair with a smile, "You are so powerful, I feel very inferior."

"You will be the same as me. Do you want to do it again and strengthen it?" Bamboo suggested, "There is still time before going home."

As soon as he mentioned going home, Milan jumped up: "Going home... Oops, I forgot!" After escaping from the dead, he was so excited that he completely forgot Mark's three text messages, and the last one said that he had notified the little black cat. The black cat won't lie to Dad, if Dad comes over... "We're on the Hercules, but what's going on at the cinema?"

"Over there..." Before Bamboo had time to speak, his mental strength moved—the little black cat called for help urgently.

"Little black cat."

The little black cat was very happy when there was a response from the spiritual power, and reported the scene as quickly as possible: "...Mr. Mina thought Milan was dead."

"He didn't. We're on the Hercules, and we'll be back in a minute."

After merging with Bamboo's mental power, Milan could also faintly feel fluctuations: "What's wrong?"

"Father is at the scene. He thought you were dead. Let's go there right away." Bambra passed Milan's hand.

The exchange of mental power is tens of millions of times faster than words and images. Milan accepted the information and digested it in an instant. He learned from Bamboo that the scene was chaotic after they left, and rolled his eyes: "Wait, we won't go there. a message."

He has a new plan.

"Ok."

"Sir! Sir!" The little black cat didn't speak, but activated his maximum mental power to attack, "Milan is not dead! Milan is not dead!"

"Not dead?" Mina turned his head suddenly, the suppression of his mental power level was extremely obvious.

"Sir! They are on the Hercules now! There is something hidden! You can go there now, sir!" The little black cat endured the headache and reported.

Without saying a word, Mina ran to the window, the mecha broke through the clouds, and went straight up to the sky, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, Milan opened the communication and entered the message: "Dad, we are all fine, this is just a trap. Please call me when no one is around."

The mecha is a very private space. Mina dialed the video call immediately, and Milan also picked it up immediately—of course, he did not forget to return to his previous appearance.

"dad."

Bamboo also came over: "Dad."

Seeing the two sons with his own eyes, Mina lost his strength for a moment, and the mech made a very funny movement in mid-air. He hurried to remedy it, and asked at the same time: "How is your body?"

"It's all good." Milan replied.

"I'll be right there."

Before Mina's "Red Hero" came to a stop, he jumped out and even staggered on the ground: "Heracles! Where are Milan and Bamboo?"

"In the bedroom." Hercules replied while urging Bamboo, "Mena is coming soon, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Bedroom?" Mina was very satisfied when he first heard that it was not a medical cabin. However, the bedroom is a bit delicate.

"It will be fine soon..." Bamboo increased his strength and frequency, and Milan's whole body trembled, and he couldn't help letting out an extremely ambiguous moan|moan.

It wasn't until he heard Hercules' urging that he turned back from the boundless ocean and went ashore. Feeling that his whole body was weak, including his mental strength, he was lazy, so he quickly pushed Bamboo away and got up, brushing his hair: "Look at how I am. "It was always Bamboo who checked his appearance.

"Better than before." Bamboo affirmed.

"Okay." Milan said, moving his hands and feet, opened the door and walked out.

——Spiritual power massage is not worse than the same frequency of spiritual power, so he shouldn't listen to Bamboo's suggestion to do body massage!To get used to the body and relax the muscles and bones, just go for a fight, let Bamboo have a massage... I almost couldn't hold it anymore.

"Milan!" At the end of the corridor, Mina's figure left heavy afterimages on the retina, and rushed over almost instantly, hugging his little son, "I scared Dad." He touched Milan's chest, his heart was pounding, Healthy and powerful.Milan has a ruddy complexion and looks really good.

"I'm fine." Milan raised his arms and hugged Mina, apologizing immediately, "I'm sorry to disturb Dad, the matter on Huayao Star is a trap. Bamboo and I are on the Hercules, both very safe."

"Yes, Dad." Bamboo came out from behind Milan, and was also pulled into his arms by Mina and rubbed him.

It was only after the rubbing that Mina listened to what had happened.

Milan's ability to make up stories is much better than Bamboo's. The explanation given is: Yesterday their friends visited and revealed that someone in the imperial consulate was against them, so they used their tricks and set up a trap to make the other party mistakenly think that Milan was dead. , so that there will be no trouble in the future.

"Dad, I'm just a genetic report, and I'm just a pawn in a game between them. It's uncomfortable. I want to change it once and for all. The best way is to die."

Although Milan's thinking was correct, Mina still thought about it and raised his own question: "Those flesh and blood?"

"This is the result of my research on genetics. I cultivated some blood and flesh. The little black cat is responsible for negotiating with them and recycling them."

"But the genetic test report..."

"Our friend is also a well-known hacker. Just yesterday, he changed the data of their testing equipment." Milan didn't change his face, and took the morning light that was not there to top the cylinder-in this respect, he and Bamboo are worthy of brother.

"But if you fake your death, you won't be able to appear on Huayao Star again." Mina also calmed down, "Stay here for a few days, I will show my sadness, and then we will move back to Luye Town. Plastic surgery is not difficult , In a few years, after you have undergone vision surgery and removed your glasses, your appearance will change, and no one will notice when you come back to college.”

"University is not important, Dad, you are important." Milan hugged Mina, "Our whole family can live together without any worries. We can also drive the Hercules to find Papa Drucker."

The purpose of his going to university was to study Bamboo's genetic hidden dangers. Now that he knew that Bamboo's genes had no hidden dangers, he crossed this one out without hesitation, and the schedule of finding his father was naturally advanced.

"Milan..." Mina was both moved and worried.

Milan was a little embarrassed: "Dad, let's deal with the matter at hand first, shall we?"

"Okay, okay, no problem." The two children are safe and sound, and Mina is fine—this family, when it comes to relatives, is always prone to chaos.And unite to calculate others, and especially work together.

Once you figure out what to do next, it's pretty quick to implement.

Mina returns "grieving" to accept his son's death.Bamboo was found in the bathroom and suffocated due to excessive smoke inhalation. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and came back to life.

A simple memorial service and funeral followed.

Mark is limp, he totally screwed up this mission.

Roland was stunned when he heard the bad news after waking up. His sister Katrin sighed, feeling jealous.

By the way, Roland's brother-in-law, Mr. Smith, is still not doing so well. Even with the police commissioner's father-in-law, several of his business deals have failed, and he has lost several major clients.Cats hold grudges, and for those who abandon them, hatred is not easy to disappear.The abandonment decision made at the beginning will now have to bear the consequences.Mr. Smith's bad luck will be with him for a long time.

Also sighing was Sesti from the Medusa Hospital, who was also very optimistic about Milan's future.

Demreko, who had no more reason to stay cheeky, stayed at the Imperial Consulate.

Will also stayed in Huayaoxing, taking care of Greg on the one hand, and on the other hand, Bamboo sent him a task to observe and record everything on Huayaoxing, and continue to operate and collect information--Bamboo will still kill Greg in the near future. Come back and continue eating.

So Will worked harder.

And on the Hercules, grown-up Milan and grown-up Bamboo aren't doing those grown-up things every day.

Bamboo showed Milan everything about him. Milan was full of freshness, tirelessly learning, absorbing, improving, and steadily improving his mental strength.

After the funeral, Mina announced that he was leaving with Bamboo on the grounds of being sad, and went out to change his mood.

Not long after they left Huayaoxing, it was time to travel to the Butterfly Star Cluster.

Hercules had no objection that they were not on his own ship but on another ship.After a comprehensive renovation, he devoted himself to logistics under the Snake and Cat Yiwo, and he was very happy.

As to whether an unmanned spaceship can be delivered alone, the little black cat was puzzled at first, but Bamboo replied in the affirmative: "No problem." After thinking about it, "Why don't you sign a contract?"

Without Will's help and lack of manpower, the little black cat took Bamboo's suggestion.Hercules received his first official salary in his life and handed it over on the spot—ah no, he entrusted the little black cat to take care of it.

He fits in nicely with the family.

Now only the lost father Drucker remains.

Now Milan is not worried about the Butterfly tragedy. He is admiring the black hole of the Butterfly star cluster, and asked Bamboo on a whim: "Can we open the crack from here and pull Papa Drucker out?"

"Theoretically, yes."

"Bamboo, can I do it?"

"But the possibility of bringing alien beasts at the same time is as high as 67%."

"We can fight."

"...Milan, the Observer is neutral. Cannot interfere with these."

"So you can't?"

"You can't do that on your own initiative."

"Okay, I understand. Couples should help and support each other, Bamboo, I want to open the crack, and I need your help." Milan understood the meaning of Bamboo's words and immediately made a suggestion.

"my pleasure."

And far away, at the Ateli Empire at the other end of hundreds of thousands of light years, His Majesty the heroic Emperor stared at the report on the desk case, slightly twitching the corner of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile.

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