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Regarding Lu Qi, everyone used to gossip that "the three are Lu Qi's little boyfriends".

Of course, after being beaten twice by Lu Ben and Lu Qi respectively, no one dared to speak indiscriminately.

Well, Milan didn't make a move, really.

He just raised his eyebrows after learning about the gossip, and asked Bamboo if he felt troubled or unhappy. Bamboo said he didn't feel anything, and asked Milan: "Shall I clarify?"

"Your way of clarification, or directly post an open letter?" Milan asked. Bamboo had done this kind of thing in Luye Town. If he was misunderstood, he would post an open letter to let the whole school know.

"um, yes."

"It's okay, don't worry about it." Milan touched his head and smiled.

——That's why those gossip guys got beaten up four times.

The scandal was suppressed, and the relationship between Lu Qi and Bamboo remained the same.

The reason why Bamboo is close to Lu Qi is simple: red hair.

Natural red hair is a recessive inheritance, which is derived from a small gene mutation in the DNA during the evolution process. This mutation does not bring about genetic diseases like Milan, but only changes the color of the hair.

Lu Ben has red hair, Lu Qi also has red hair, and when Bamboo was a member of the three dinosaurs, the first woman who directly came into contact with and was entrusted to Milan was also red-haired.

Bambus maintained respect for the red-haired woman who had died long ago, her body turned into nourishment, and provided Bambu with first-hand evolutionary genetic information.

Bamboo had eaten the hair of the brothers and sisters a long time ago, and the gene pool comparison made it clear at a glance.

For siblings with highly similar genomes, of course he will take a closer look.

Especially for Lu Qi who is also a woman.

— This is the origin of the misunderstanding.

By the way, Bamb discovered the benefits and limitations of the StarNet gene pool only after comparing Greg's DNA and identifying his immediate parents.

No one has been able to decipher the complexity of dna so far.A gene is a dn□□ segment that carries effective genetic information. The human gene bank is helpful to determine the blood relationship of the population at a small level, and it is a strategic reference for the country to observe and adjust the development layout at a large level. At a macro level, it is research An essential tool for evolving trends.

But——the dna of the country's dignitaries is disguised in the gene pool in order to avoid being misused by people with ulterior motives and causing uneasiness.

This is why it took Bamboo a lot of time to search Greg's father in the first place.

However, from this point of view, there are two possibilities for any DNA that cannot be compared with the gene pool. One is that it has not been recorded, and the other is that this person holds an important position.

The genetic data of the red-haired woman was also disguised, and Bamboo finally found out that her job was a bodyguard.

Federal, imperial bodyguard.

Lu Qi didn't know this, and neither did Milan.

Bamboo seemed to get along well with Xiaoyu Pirates, but at the same time won the respect of Milan.Milan obviously adapts well to this atmosphere, like a fish in water, and can take it in and out with ease.

If after escaping from the small town of Corvado, Milan appeared in front of the public in its original form... the possibility of dying with nothing left is only 50%, and the possibility of being taken to a special place for special training is about 49%. 1%, the possibility of returning to blood relatives is less than [-]%, and the possibility of growing up according to the life trajectory of ordinary people... is zero.

If it weren't for some kind of mutation in Milan's DNA, plus he forged the identity of a twin out of thin air, there is a 30% chance that Milan will live a completely different life now.

But according to the normal rules, the cubs are all protected, how could it be so tragic at that time?

You don't want it, I just accepted it, look at this high-quality genetic inheritance!Bamboo had been interested in genetics from the start.

Not only genetics, but human beings have the ability to bind all academics to politics.

There is a saying, "playing a big game of chess"?

Human beings are so happy to play with themselves, but the level of human society is about to decrease...

"Three mouths? Three mouths?" Although Bamboo's dazed situation has been greatly improved, Milan can still easily detect his ecstasy. Before he can speak, Lu Qi has already taken the initiative to shake his hand in front of Bamboo and call him.

Bamboo blinked: "Huh?"

"What are you thinking? Are you startled? This is our first boat! It belongs to us completely!" Lu Qi proudly showed off his well-developed chest.

"Very good." Bamboo replied quickly.

In the previous style, he would ask Lu Qi questions after referring to the general achievements of his peers—such as first in grade, social practice, technological invention, etc., combined with family conditions, material foundation, and comprehensive evaluation of social influence. to answer.

This caused his answering speed to always be several beats slower.

Later, I specifically searched the data, and after analysis, I found that for 91.22% of women and 76.54% of men, when asking questions, what they need is not an objective, neutral and rational evaluation, but a sense of identity. For more than 85% of the questions, he Just nodding in agreement is enough.

That's basically how he copes with it.

Lu Qi is obviously also one of the 91.22% women. She smiled and hugged Bamboo's shoulders, and dragged him to the console in the center of the main control room: "Hey, look, I just cleaned it, there are hundreds of them. And the switches and buttons! This is a real spaceship!"

She developed early, was a head taller than Bamboo, and held Bamboo's shoulders without any pressure.

Bamboo reached out and touched the switch on the console: "It's pretty good."

Ruben also pulled Milan over and introduced the functions of more than 20 consoles in one breath: start, shift, first left booster, second left booster, time indicator, speed, altitude, pressure...

More than 80% of the remaining buttons on the dashboard, he skipped over without saying anything.

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Milan, who smiled: "The course of spaceship piloting is for the fifth grade."

"But if you use the second-level mental power, you don't need to manually adjust these!" Ruben is determined to pull Milan into the group, "Treasure map, the treasure is divided according to the head, one for you, one for three!"

"Food and lodging included for the whole journey? Work clothes? Job allowance? Graduation assignment included?" Bamboo asked casually.

"All inclusive! Young couple, do you want to come - this is really good news!"

"Then when are you leaving?" Bamboo asked.

"a week later."

"Where to go?"

"Planet No. 30 of the Zora Star Cluster."

"let me see."

Milan looked at Bamboo. Although there was no eye contact, Bamboo could clearly distinguish his "doubtful" emotion, and took the initiative to grab Milan's hand, squeezed it, and said nothing.

Milan continued to ask Ruben with a smile: "Except for the main control room, how are the other places cleaned up?"

"Come and welcome Starlight to visit!"

A group of people surrounded Milan and Bamboo and walked deep into the spaceship.

Ruben drove the two back - of course, this time under the double gaze of Milan and Bamboo, he quickly understood and put on his seat belt.

"We have this ability. I have a double level. Only three of the 20 people have no talent points," Ruben continued to persuade, "We have maintenance engineers, gunners, and navigators. It is enough to go out and dig for treasure. Don't worry, my uncle has enough energy blocks because of me showing his face! This time, if we make some achievements, we will have a chance to get a space button to play with. With the space button, we can use the mecha and go out with the battleship to do big business! "

It's like drawing a big cake.

If it is other space robber children, they must be very interested.

Milan didn't react much, and changed the subject easily: "Are those in the sixth grade willing?"

"Of course! This is waiting for the president of the student council!"

"The master is not at school recently, and it is a bit difficult for you to leave in a week."

"It's okay, it's a big deal, even if it can't replace the graduation exam, they are very happy! The big deal is skipping classes—that is, after tutoring, and you need to find ways to integrate the group." Ruben said, "Of course, you can drop by the way for these few It’s better to have a make-up lesson for the brain.”

"I'm only in the fourth grade, Ruben, you know it." Milan raised his forehead.

"It's the fifth grade at the beginning of school. Everyone knows that you are better than the sixth grade." Ruben was proud, "And if you want to participate, we don't have to worry about skipping classes—isn't it, young three? It's okay for you to come together, right? ?”

"Ah."

Ruben just asked casually, but when he heard Bamboo's affirmative answer, he couldn't help turning around in surprise: "Sankou, do you really want to participate?"

"I don't know," Bamboo said.

After he said "um", he clearly felt that Milan's breathing was suffocating.

That's why he said he didn't know.

"Three, brother's good life depends entirely on you! You open the locker on the left, these are newly collected by our brother." Reuben was happy, and contributed a few more large circuit boards.

"Thank you." Bamboo took out one by one and put them in his backpack.

Milan leaned against the car window with his chin resting, his face deep in thought.

Bamboo captured a different emotion, very strange.

Bamboo stopped: "Xingguang, it's fine if you don't want to go." After speaking, he put the circuit boards back in place one by one.

Milan didn't speak, and a dignified silence suddenly enveloped the carriage.

Fortunately, this silence lasted only a few dozen seconds. Milan remembered something and said, "You put it away, I'll think about it."

"Wow, we're going to starlight!" Reuben whistled.

"I just agreed to consider it." Milan smiled, "It's hard work for you to make this trip, at least——I will make a report to support your early graduation."

"--Hey!"

"You want to go there."

This was the first sentence that Milan said after getting off the car, slowly taking Bamboo back to the dormitory, pouring a glass of orange juice for the two of them, pulling up the chair and sitting down.

Make it clear that you want to have a good talk.

Milan seldom talks to Bamboo in such a formal manner. Generally, he treats others like this because he has something important to do.

"You are more important, I don't care." Bamboo replied obediently, "You are smarter than me, everything is arranged by you." Very straightforward.

He is interested in the new outside world, but the planet will not collapse for a while, and the treasure will not grow feet. It will take decades and hundreds of years, and he is not in a hurry.

And Milan is only 200 years old. Ah, ten years have passed, so it is less than [-] years old. In comparison, it is of course more important to focus on Milan.

Because Milan has his younger brother, many things revolve around him. Obviously, Milan doesn't want to go on a trip, so he doesn't have to go.

And Milan's second question is very clearly considered from his starting point: "Can you leave here now? Are they willing to let you go? You have to come back after leaving, or can you not come back?"

Bamboo was slightly in a daze, and Milan really didn't think about leaving because he missed him.

Milan is very used to his brother being in a daze, so he doesn't speak, just sips of orange juice, as if he has time to rest, waiting for Bamboo's answer.

Bamboo was in a daze for a very long time this time - he was counting his gains in the past two years, the convenience and inconvenience brought by the gray star field, and the normal way of life that Milan should have.

He abducted Milan here for two years, and delayed Milan for two years, whether it was ordinary life or reunion with his family.

What about Milan?Do your best to do your best because of him.

If it was Luye Town or some other place, would Milan still be like this?

Bamboo felt that it was necessary for the subject of his observation to follow the life path of ordinary human beings, um, to examine whether the original intention of the subject remained the same, yes, that was the reason.

After he thought he had figured it out, he answered one by one: "Yes, Ken, I won't come back."

Milan's glass of orange juice had already bottomed out. Hearing Bamboo's words, he couldn't help shaking his hands, and the glass almost fell to the ground: "Are you serious?"

"Yes, Milan, sorry, thank you."

"I'm sorry" is to lure you to Yu Pirates, and "thank you" is to maintain you all the time.

No complaints, only seriousness, in this chaotic place, stick to ideals and fight for them.