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"So Milan and Bamboo, can you take care of Greg while I'm out?" Will said, "Banbu has been very experienced these two days, just take him to wash, eat, go to the bathroom, sleep, that's all. .”

"I will try my best, Uncle Will, don't worry, Brother Greg will definitely get better." Milan promised, "Uncle Will, can you teach me how to use mental power? Space Pirates need people with talent, and I I think, since I have already activated my spiritual power, there is still some use value for them."

To become stronger, for better treatment, for myself and Bamboo.

Bamboo said long ago that he would not teach Milan. Although Will didn't understand why, he must listen to the master's words: "Of course this is no problem."

"With improved mental power, can you see things without using your eyes?" Milan thanked him and asked another question.

"Yes, but it will be very hard to improve mental power."

"It doesn't matter. I just want to—" Milan pointed to his eyes, and said calmly, "See this world without external force." How much spiritual power can you just stimulate?How long can it last?After venting for a while, there was not much left, and now he has not recovered, and there is only a thin layer of outline light when he touches anything.

It's all black in front of my eyes, which is very bad.

Bamboo immediately gave Will a mental power instruction, and Will smiled immediately: "Milan, do you want to try to see things through mental power?"

"Huh? Now?"

"Come on, hold my hand, relax, open your mind like a rest. Let's count together, slowly one, two, three, four..." Through counting, concentration, mental synchronization, Will triggered a spiritual resonance.

Milan seems to feel as if he is walking through a path, and his mind grows from nothing, from blur to clarity, from black and white to colorful.He "sees" himself with his eyes closed! "Seeing" the person with a paralyzed face next to me... Wait!

"Bambu!" Now Milan is using Will's visual angle. Will is sitting opposite them, so Milan feels very strange. He clearly stretches out his hand to Bamboo, and what he sees visually is that he is facing the void directly in front of him. Stretch out your hand—Bambu was sitting next to him.

Fortunately, Bamboo reached out and took his other free hand at this time: "Milan?"

"Bambu, your hair!"

Bamboo's hair is chestnut like his own, but what Milan sees now is a piece of white hair.

In desperation, Milan "chuckled" to close the distance, completely forgetting that he was using mental power, and took the initiative to disengage Will's connection, and directly rushed to Ban Bu: "You still said that you are not injured! Is it radiation? What are the sequelae? ?”

Bamboo embraced Milan: "There is no injury, this is discoloration."

— Bleeding?The master would laugh at that.He watched Bamboo "brushing" his hair and changing its color in front of the dawn!

In fact, Bamboo is right. After removing the melanin in the hair, of course there will be a white mass left.

"Why did this happen?" Milan's vision returned to darkness, and he hugged Bamboo, "You are still wronged, right?" It is imminent to become stronger.

Milan, who has lost his eyesight, has increased his irritability by 40% compared to before, his anxiety has increased year-on-year, and the frequency of asking questions has increased by 70%. This is not good.

Fortunately, for this problem, he also made a preview.

"It's a marker," Bamboo said.

"mark?"

"Well, I don't know the specifics. Because I knew something about Yu Pirates, they didn't let me go, so they put a mark on me-you know, I'm relatively small, so it's hard to find in the crowd .I wasn't affected by anything other than my hair color."

"Really?"

"Really." Really not.

The main reason is that Chen Xi reminded Bamboo that someone outside offered a high reward for his whereabouts. He is easy to be found like this, and it is best to change his appearance.So Bamboo looked at the master's head and pulled the melanin out of his hair.

"—Okay." Milan breathed a sigh of relief, "If there is anything wrong, tell me quickly."

"I will." Bamboo paused, "I have something for you."

"give me?"

"This—you don't move."

"Okay." Sure enough, Milan didn't move. He always believed in Bamboo, and Bamboo wouldn't joke.

Bamboo pulled a vision aid straight out of his pocket and placed it on the bridge of Milan's nose—a replica of the original.

"Banbu!" The vision returned to bright, and Milan hugged Bambu and kissed him.

"It's broken, I asked someone to fix it, does it work?"

"can!"

"But nothing else came out," Bamboo said. "Nothing but your glasses."

"That's good, thank you, Bamboo." Milan gently patted Bamboo's head, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Why should I thank you?" Bamboo thought for a while, "Because you are my elder brother, and you have to take care of things first?"

"Banbu..." Milan exerted force on his hand, Hulu Bamboo's white hair, "Just say stop asking stupid questions, you know the answer too."

Milan's mental tension dropped by 43.5% in a blink of an eye, which is gratifying.

Bamboo rubbed against Milan's shoulder. He liked the way his cub was relaxed.

This is for better observation.

But the shadow of Milan has not disappeared.

At night he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Adhering to the habit of going to bed at ten o'clock, they climbed into the bed - the battleship room was relatively small, but of course Bamboo got the best guest room, and even the bed was the one on the Starlight, enough for two children to sleep on it Rolling to sleep.

It's just that when Bamboo sorted out the information and was about to connect to the star network at zero o'clock every day for an update, he found that Milan was still asleep—breathing and posture were not counted, and Milan's eyes were open.

He thought for a while, paused the update, and looked at Milan openly. Milan was curled up, lying facing him, the quilt was pulled to his chin, his eyes blinked, his small eyebrows were frowned, and he looked a little distressed and contemplative.

What's more, Milan's little paw has been on his hand for a long time.

After the evening's discussion ended, the four of them ate a quick dinner—Greg was fed by Will.

Milan touched around and looked at it with mental power. Except for Will and Greg, who were yellow light, and Bamboo, who was watermelon red, all inanimate objects were white.

Will's explanation for this phenomenon is that different people have different situations after their mental power is activated. Perhaps this is Milan's ability.He vigorously provided his own method of improving mental strength for Milan's reference practice.

As for the evaluation of the level of mental power, the doctor of the Red Skull said on the optical brain - Will saved the doctor's number because of Greg - "such a small probability event has encountered hahaha you are really capable! I There is a tester here, but it hasn’t been used for ten years. If it doesn’t work, you’d better go to Red Poppy to find an assessment hahaha, I’m in the clubhouse!”

Looking at the ship doctor who was flushed and obviously drunk, Will had no choice but to hang up the light brain.

Milan smiled: "It's okay." He is not in a hurry about the rating.

But he couldn't sleep.

After sleeping for five days in a row, it was difficult for him to sleep any more. Besides, he had to think about the future.

With Will explaining to him a little bit about the situation of Yu Pirates, Bamboo sat quietly beside him, blinking at Greg face to face.

Milan has become more and more determined to become stronger, but he still has not much confidence in how to become stronger.

He couldn't sleep, so he quietly reached out and grabbed Bamboo, a reassuring light watermelon red silhouette appeared in front of his eyes. Although Bamboo is always called stupid, he is actually very cute, and he always asks silly questions. Very cute, looks cold, but is actually very warm and strong Bamboo.

How will he raise his younger brother?

When Will and the ship doctor were in contact for a short while, Milan saw that the other party's background was grotesque. The ship doctor's upper body clothes consisted of only one tie, and there was a woman with big waves and three points beside him who kept kneading him.

Milan is very worried about Bamboo's education, and even forgets that he is also a child.

Not only that, but there is something very important: money.

He can't just be raised by Will, he is also a man, and he wants to earn money to support his family.

As part-time workers, both he and Bamboo have delivered milk and newspapers, and cut the lawn, but these space pirates don't seem to need it.

Thinking about the bunch of mecha fighters before, Milan felt that the only thing he could do was to do mecha maintenance, and he was quite experienced in this.

And mental exercise.

Also looking for dads.

There will be a way.

Milan "looked" at the soft light watermelon red that was close at hand, and couldn't help moving his hands, touching it lightly.

Bamboo spoke at this moment: "Milan."

When Milan was caught, he couldn't help but froze, but it only took a while to recover, and he rubbed towards Bamboo: "Woke you up?"

"No, you are not happy." Bamboo clearly pointed out.

"Yeah, a little unhappy."

"You can tell me."

Milan shook his head: "It's not because of you."

"I'm your younger brother." Bamboo said, and at the same time plunged himself into Milan's arms, "I have something on my mind to share with my family, you don't love me anymore." He decided to use this trick.

This trick definitely works.

"Okay, okay," Milan surrendered, "Bambu, I love you, you are much stronger than me, I just feel that I am too weak." I can't cry like on the Starlight anymore, what can crying solve?I also need Bamboo to comfort me.It's not even as good as my younger brother, it's really too weak.

"We are only eight years old, of course we are very weak." It seems that this trick is very effective, Bamboo decided to include it in his file, and then he tried to give Milan psychological counseling, "We will always grow up, then we will alright."

"The future... so far away. I don't want to be a space thief yet."

"What do you want to do?"

"Being a mecha warrior like my father. I thought so before. Now that I have developed my mental strength, I probably can do it. But——I don't want to do it now." The two children whispered with their heads next to each other. .

"why?"

"I want to find my father, at least let my father find us." Milan said, "Once the personal contact device is broken, I will lose contact with this person, which is not good. Is there a contact method that is directly bound and will not be dropped?" ? I want to study this."

"This is a big project." Bamboo judged.

"There will always be a way." Milan was firm, "Thank you, Bamboo."

"Thank me again?"

"If I wake up alone, without you, I probably won't recover so quickly. It's always comfortable to be with you, especially when I have a headache and you hold me."

——At that time, Bamboo's mental power was sorting out Milan.

Milan continued: "I'll tell you a secret, haven't I been asleep for a long time, and I don't know whether I am dreaming or awake, but I always feel that you are around, and then I am not afraid." He kissed Bamboo: "So Thank you."

Bamboo was stunned.

It's not because Milan kissed him, but because Milan can feel his spiritual power!

At this stage, the probability of being discovered by Milan is only zero percent followed by nine zeros or even lower!

Was he suspected by Milan?