Powers has recently taken up a hobby, flower arranging. As a conscientious and rigorous gentleman, Bowers learns everything quickly. With his elegant aesthetics, the flowers he puts out as a beginner are praised by the teacher.
"Your works make me suspect that you are not a beginner. You can graduate after taking three or four classes. I feel that there is nothing more to teach you." The teacher projected by the hologram is a very elegant Female, wearing a classical Chinese blue cheongsam, with beautiful Chunlan embroidered on the hem of the dress. Looking at Bowers' works, she sighed, "It's really easy to teach students like you, but the class hours are less, haha, there is no way to earn more for your course fees."
Bowers hired a flower arrangement private teacher online, 500 star coins per class, the master-level one, and the money spent is worth the money. "The teacher praised it. If it weren't for your teaching, I wouldn't know how to match the flowers."
Many things can’t be randomly matched just because they look good. You have to consider the proportion, degree of coordination, matching of equipment, etc. After learning the basics, you can study them in depth. After the flower arrangement teacher and Bowers exchanged their business, today's class ended, and all the flower materials prepared by Bowers were used up. The housekeeping robot cleaned up the table, and there were only three pots of flower arrangements on the long table that was cleaned quickly—by the stars The focus type is mainly flowers, roses, and carnations; the stacking type is mainly based on star flowers, phalaenopsis, and perfume lilies; the overlapping type is mainly based on milky way leaves, sunflowers, and sunflowers. I have learned these three types today. Bowers has a fast absorption ability, and I can master them well in one class. I will take another class tomorrow to master the remaining four forms, and the rest of the courses can be consolidated in depth.
With Ryan's intervention, the members of this family are seeking new breakthroughs instead of being complacent on the old path. In the future, this family will only get better and better, and the life around Auston will only be more beautiful.
The door was pushed open, and Laura, who was wearing a black dress, came in. When she saw the flowers placed by her husband, she praised, "Not bad. But there are still some shortcomings. Don't put them in front of the general."
"Well, I'm going to put it in the side hall."
The husband and wife, both with perfectionist tendencies, reached an agreement. But things still diverged, and Laura couldn't understand, "Why put those people in?"
"It's not good to put it outside and make a lot of noise and let other people see it as a joke."
"But it affects the general's mood." Laura disagreed.
Bowers laughed, looked at his wife and said, "Why did you ask the general to see them?"
"did you mean?"
"Wait for Ryan to come back."
Laura raised her eyebrows, "Let him handle these things?"
"Otherwise?" Bowles ordered the housekeeping robot to put these flower arrangements where they should go, and then said: "The general is in a special body now, so he can't bother with these trivial matters. Ryan is the general's husband, and some things should be taken care of , Take it as my test for him. We are only working for the Dalton family, not the masters of this family. This family will belong to them in the future, and Ryan should take over many things."
"You." Laura shook her head helplessly. Bowers grew up in this family and learned and grew up with the old general. His personality also brought the stubbornness and stubbornness of the Dalton family, and he had clearly accepted it in his heart. Ryan refused to admit it, "Bowers, they are very affectionate."
"I know." Bowers hugged his wife, "I know, so I want him to know what kind of devil the general faced before."
Greed is the biggest culprit for human beings to degenerate into devils. Desires are hard to satisfy, greedy and greedy, and they are talking about some people sitting in the living room. Seven adults, six children under the age of sixteen, and one half-adult aged twenty-two. The 22-year-old Nana Dalton is this half-adult. In the eyes of the elders, she is a child who has little right to speak, but the children cannot accommodate her. She is sitting next to her father in a long white dress with her head bowed. Her long hair blocked her profile, making it impossible to see her expression.
"Nana seems to be getting quieter and quieter. She is really a good girl from the Dalton family. If she is in this family, she can marry Gustav and Bromfield." The longest person present, O Ston wanted to call Uncle, and Bivis called Uncle. The old man was holding a bone china teacup, drinking black tea in a pretentious manner. He shook his head and regretted, "It's a pity, Bivis, you make mistakes again and again, and how many children have been delayed. If you inherit everything from your family, which of the grown-up children in your family will not be able to have a good job? Putting so much thought into going to the Academy of Fine Arts. Tell me, right?"
Bivis was about to speak hesitantly, but felt that his arm was pinched by his daughter, so he stopped talking and smiled instead.
Uncle Clan pursed his lips in his heart, really looked down on Bivis, but he coaxed, "You will adopt Xiao Wu in the future, don't forget Uncle."
"Uncle, you can't adopt Xiao Wu, it's messing up your seniority." Bivis said timidly.
"Hey, look at my memory, Xiao Wu is Oston's younger brother, so adopt your eldest son's son, that's just right."
"Grandpa, it's agreed to adopt me!" A seven or eight-year-old boy was unconvinced. He ran to the uncle's side, grabbed his hand and said, "This house should be mine in the future. Yes, everything that is fun, delicious, and delicious...all belong to me, and I told my classmates that I want to be a general and live in a big house in the future.”
"What nonsense." The uncle raised his slap and wanted to slap it down. When he was about to touch the child, he felt distressed. He took off most of his strength and patted the child's butt lightly. Come on, I'm really disobedient, I won't buy you candy when I get home."
"Aww, grandpa lied to me!" The child was patted and immediately fell to the ground and rolled, crying loudly, "It's all mine, woo woo, it's obviously mine..."
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old child who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and playing with the handheld gave the rolling child a contemptuous look. He was still calm, but his eyes completely exposed himself, and he looked at the reception room possessively. , It turns out that the big house of the family is like this, the solemn, majestic, and solemn colors look really nice, and when he moves in, he will open a big ladder in this big living room, so that the students can see what is called a big family.
"Stab—"
There was an ear-piercing scratching sound, and everyone followed the reputation. It was a little guy with a runny nose scratching the wall with a toy, making a sound that irritated the eardrums, and messy lines appeared on the clean wall in an instant. Seeing that everyone was looking at their child, the child's parents said with a little pride: "Our child is lively."
Bivis persuaded in a low voice, "It's not good, it's impolite, and you'll have to pay for it."
"Mine." The child was only three or four years old, wiping his nose with his backhand, and said in a particularly embarrassing manner: "Here, mine."
"What's wrong with the child scratching a few times at home, what does he know, he doesn't need to be called rude." The parent defended his shortcomings seriously, pointing to the wall with more than a dozen scratches in a few minutes, "Then the sticker on it It’s just a wallpaper, just tear it off and paste it again, it’s easy.”
Bivis opened his mouth to say something, but glared furiously at the akimbo of the elder sister of the clan, shrinking his neck, he is really not a tough character.
The door of the reception room was pushed open, and a housekeeping robot walked in, holding a pot of flowers in its hand. The purple phalaenopsis and yellow perfume lily were very beautiful against the green leaves. The robot put the flower arrangement on the wall cabinet in the reception room, and turned to leave, but was stopped by the impatient uncle, who sat on the sofa in a stern manner, and asked arrogantly, "What did Auston do? Why don't we elders come down here to meet? It's very wrong for him not to go out to greet him, and now he is leaving us alone, what does this mean? Could it be that he doesn't take the elders seriously?"
"What are your orders, sir?" The housekeeping robot has a simple program, and it does housework. Uncle Zu said a lot of things to the deaf.
Uncle Clan felt that he couldn't hold back his face, so he kicked up angrily, "What the hell, it's a doggy thing, get out of here, call Auston over!"
"Attack! Attack! Attack!"
The housekeeping robot that fell on the ground repeated it three times. It stood up and looked at everyone with bright yellow eyes, as if scanning the faces of these people into the program, and it would become a key defense object in the house in the future. After scanning, the housekeeping robot leaves, closing the door behind it.
Uncle Clan thought he had regained his face, and sat back proudly, "What a shame, I have to scold Auston when he comes."
Nana, who had been silent all this time, raised her head slightly. In her sight, the originally open window was being closed, and the door seemed to be getting more tightly closed. She grabbed Dad's arm tightly to prevent him from speaking. Bivis hugged his trembling daughter and sat silently. Anyway, his personality has always been like this, and no one would care.
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Ryan and Mikea, who were far away from the Imperial Mecha Research Institute in Adam City, stood in front of a light screen, touching the light screen from time to time to adjust the design drawings. Mikea opened up the highest authority to him, and the wolf-shaped mecha that was kept secret to the outside world was almost unreserved. Presented in front of Ryan. He looked at it carefully, nodding his head from time to time, it was a very delicate design.
Mikea was affirmed by Ryan, and he didn't know why he felt joy from the bottom of his heart. He said with a smile: "Emperor Qin Feng Anderson mentioned the idea of an animal-shaped mecha in his handbook, and there is also a design drawing. After 20 years of thinking about this inspiration, the design drawing finally took shape. The construction started 28 months ago, and every part and every metal plate was independently produced in this laboratory, using skilled workers. Even so, the construction speed is still not fast, and there are many problems in the middle, which we have overcome one by one.”
"It's not easy." Most of the things he wrote down in the notebook were imaginative, and there were many ideas that were divorced from reality and fundamentals. Ryan sighed, it was really not easy.
When he was happy, Maia was worried about the problem of the same frequency between the animal-based nerve center and the human nerve. After hundreds of tests, after continuous transformation and adjustment, simulation testing and improvement, the same frequency has been increased from 15% to 55.55%, the leap-forward data increase looks glamorous, but it is not enough to be used in actual combat. If it is not more than 90%, it is impossible to put it on the battlefield and cannot be used in the army. A pile of scrap iron, worthless.
Mikea expressed his worries, "The adjustment of the nerve center has entered a bottleneck. I overturned more than a thousand design drafts, but I still haven't found a better solution. If I still can't find it, the wolf-shaped mecha that is expensive and expensive We can only put it on hold temporarily, alas." It will be very difficult to apply for approval of funds. He is already over 300 years old, and Emperor Qin Feng Anderson has already become cosmic dust at his age. How long he can live is completely unknown. I know, and I don't know if he will be able to see the wolf mech shining on the battlefield when he is alive.
He saw Ryan flicking the design drawing on the light screen quickly, as if he was looking for something, and immediately thought that Ryan was looking for the design drawing of the nerve center. The wolf-shaped mecha is a biological mecha. There are differences between a biological mecha and an ordinary mechanical mecha in terms of materials and assembly, but the most important thing is the difference in the nerve center, which determines whether a mecha is a real biological or not. Mecha. Mike Yath paused for a moment, raised his arm and pressed a few times on the personal terminal. After granting certain permissions, he waved his arm in the direction of the light screen, and several blueprints appeared in a small corner of the light screen, piled together, The icon flickered, as if reminding the pager that a new blueprint was coming.
Ryan's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Mikea, who showed a candid smile. After showing these blueprints to Ryan, his biggest research result - the core secret of the biological mecha - was truly revealed to Ryan without reservation. From now on, he has almost no secrets in front of Ryan.
"Gauss did this, and I am grateful." Ryan couldn't say anything other than gratitude.
After doing this, Mikea breathed a sigh of relief. He had a premonition that Ryan would be able to do it when he couldn't finish it. Ryan not only has youth as capital, but also has a lot of knowledge in his mind as a basis. As long as he gives some time here, it will definitely not be a problem. After meeting with Ryan the day before yesterday, Mikea had doubts, jealousy, and even frantically thought about digging out Ryan's brain for research, but his disordered mind calmed down. He no longer explored Ryan's secrets, but instead took the initiative to seek Ryan's help. Mikea knows that he is already old, and there are only so many stages he has opened up. The future belongs to young people. Why should he explore Ryan's secrets? Even if he is the rebirth of Emperor Qin Feng, so what, as long as he can help Just go one step further.
Therefore, Ryan came to the C1-003 laboratory.
Ryan didn't know that so many thoughts went through Mikea's mind in an instant, and he almost guessed his real origin, otherwise he must have said it was too dangerous. He clicked on the blueprint newly sent by Mikey, and six or seven thousand blueprints came in like waves. Instead of panicking because of the huge quantity and complicated content, he began to look at them eagerly, from the immature first draft. From the final draft, followed by a large number of revisions... For him, this is a treasure trove.
The biological mech turned out to be like this!
Tweaked this, that, and this on the mecha-mech... pretty ingenious.
Why didn't I think of adding these to the neuron
Unexpectedly, a simple change can increase the same frequency, amazing, wonderful!
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Ryan is brainstorming, his eyes are focused and bright, and he is frantically absorbing new knowledge.
Ryan and Mikea stood on the main console in the northeast corner of the C1-003 laboratory. Without certain permissions, they could not enter. It was the dream place of many researchers present. Being able to follow Master Macia to the main console proved that it was already a The core personnel of the entire research institute have great authority, know more, pay better, and are respected by the world...
"who's that person?"
"I don't know, I've never seen it before"
"Could it be from another research institute?"
"I don't know, but I don't think it's like it. It's not ordinary people who can be received by the master in person. Why didn't we meet at yesterday's meeting. Yesterday's meeting gathered well-known scholars from all over the country."
"You are right, that is a rich second generation, rich third generation."
"Come on, do you see that our master is a person who fears the powerful and flatters the powerful? Sera is so dead, kneeling in front of the master hysterically asking the master to show him the core blueprint of the nerve center, but the master didn't even give it. Sela Laco is a direct descendant of Bromfield, the top wealthy family in the empire."
"You're right, ordinary rich second and third generations can't get into our master's eyes."
Then, who is that man standing beside the master
This is a secret for the time being. Neither Ryan nor Mikea are in the mood to explain to others. They are discussing the design of the nerve center in full swing. Mikea tells Ryan about the problems and troubles he encountered. After hearing this, Ryan has With a new idea, he called up a blank drawing on the light screen and started to draw. He almost completed half of it in one go, and then he stopped writing.
Mikea: "..." He held his breath, not daring to disturb him, seeing that Ryan hadn't planned to write for a long time, he was about to suffocate himself to death. One advantage of being older is that you are better at nourishing your energy. After taking a few deep breaths, you adjusted, and Maia called out softly, "Lian?"
"Um?"
"Why don't you paint anymore?" Could it be because you want to hide it? Why are young people like this now! So uncute.
Ryan didn't want to hide his secrets, he directly expressed his confusion, "How do you place this neuron better? My idea is... But doing so will only block the same frequency, and will not achieve the purpose of improving."
Maia threw away the dissatisfaction just now and threw himself into the discussion. "How did you come up with this? I never knew...it could be arranged like this. If you do this, it will reduce...the operating efficiency. But you put the neuron in this position, which can improve stability, and the increase in stability is beneficial to …it’s amazing.”
Ryan spent a pleasant day at the Imperial Research Institute. He stopped at three o'clock in the afternoon and prepared to go home. When he left, Mikey gave him a hard drive. Needless to say, there must be those blueprints in the hard drive. Mutually beneficial, Ryan will help Mikea solves the problem. It's not just the hard disk, Mikea changed the temporary access card numbered 003 into a long-term access card. Ryan can use this access card to enter and exit the institute anytime and anywhere as long as he wants.
This is tantamount to treating Ryan as a member of the research center in a disguised form. There is no establishment, but there is Mike's approval.
When leaving, Ryan didn't let Mikea see him off, but went out by himself, activated the robot Xiao Liu, and walked another way to leave under Xiao Liu's guidance. On the way back, a figure stumbled past Ryan. The man buried his head in the blueprints, not knowing who the person was walking by.
Lane recognized the man, Sierra Bromfield. Different from what I saw on the Xingtian ship, Sera at this moment is completely out of glamor and domineering, her haughty expression has become stubborn and persistent, and she rolls her eyes nervously, as if she wants to see through the blueprint in front of her. His expression was wrong, which led to a great change in people's mental outlook. He was only in his seventies (according to the age of the empire, he was still a young man) with gray hair on his temples and fine lines at the corners of his eyes. , it is estimated that many people who worked with him on the Xingtian ship would not recognize him.
Ryan didn't turn around to look, and continued to walk forward without any disorder. It's just an insignificant enemy who was punished when he did what he shouldn't do. Ryan never pitied his enemies.
At the door, the robot Xiaoliu said in a childlike voice: "It is a pleasure to serve Mr. Smith, and I look forward to seeing you next time."
"Thank you, Little Six." Ryan knelt down, touched Little Six's neck... tentatively called the neck, and then patted its head, "See you next time."
The headlights of Xiaoliu flickered for a while, and after seeing Ryan's leaving back getting smaller and smaller until he couldn't see it, Xiaoliu moved to the edge of the reception robot, hid it inside and entered the standby mode.
Adam City is a short distance from Eve City, an hour's drive away, with several cities in between. Adam was the capital city in the past, but because of clusters of universities and scientific research institutions, it lost its political significance, so the government found another way. Made Eve City the new capital city. It was almost time to go home after arriving in Eve City. Ryan did not go home directly, but stayed in the city center for a while, went to one of the largest dessert shops in the capital city, and bought the best-selling desserts of the season and the best-selling classic old models. Stone must have never eaten dessert here, take it home for him to try.
Ryan also tried it himself. After eating it, he might be able to crack the secret recipe. If Alston likes it, he can make it at home, hehe.
It was 4:50 p.m. when we got home. Ryan, who delivered the desserts to the kitchen, paused after hearing what Bowers said, "Those people stayed in the small reception room all afternoon? Didn't think about smashing the windows?" Slam the door and escape?"
"I must have thought about it." But those people activated the robot's defense mechanism, and the housework robot regarded it as an enemy and locked it in the reception room. The material of the reception room cannot be destroyed simply by using hands and feet. Bowers didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so. He even said: "There are enough tea pipes, unlimited snacks, and toilets, which are completely sufficient for their survival."
"Well, it's pretty good." The arrangement was very proper, and Ryan couldn't fault it. It was right for these people to stay calm in the room, "Does Auston know?"
"The general doesn't know."
"That's good." Ryan washed his hands and didn't even change his clothes. After passing through a series of rooms such as the atrium living room, study room, small reception room for main use, gymnasium, etc., he came to the remote reception room through a long corridor , this reception room has a direct external door to enter and exit, no need to go through the atrium. Compared with other reception rooms in the main house, it is not the smallest, but the conditions are definitely not the best. Standing at the door and listening carefully, Ryan did not hear any strange sounds. The material is really good.
Say to the robot guarding the door: "Unlock the restrictions."
"Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous!"
"It's not dangerous now, remove it."
"Yes." The robot program starts, the dangerous mechanism is released, and the door can be opened normally.
Ryan gave way, and pulled Bowles by the way, otherwise the two of them would definitely be taken down by the people inside who wanted to rush out. The door opened with a bang, and the people inside rolled down to the ground unexpectedly. The old man who was pressed at the bottom wailed in pain, and his internal organs would come out if he pressed down any more.
Everyone was in a hurry, and finally sat down again in the small reception room. Except for Bivis and his daughter, all the people who came to take the initiative to visit looked at Ryan and Bowers angrily. Ryan sat in the first place, and Bowers Si stood next to him, the former looked at everyone with a gentle smile, while the latter had a blank expression and didn't even want to give him a look.
Ryan didn't look like a bad guy, as if he was on the visitor's side. He glanced at the painted face on the wall, and smiled deeper, "Who painted that, it's so unique."
The little boy who was held by his parents broke free and raised his hands positively, "It's me, it's me."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Why can't it be done?"
Ryan smiled, "You're right."
"The child is not sensible, so he just drew a few times, it's nothing, just change the wallpaper." Seeing Ryan's kind attitude, the child's mother couldn't help but relax as she sat on the sofa with a stiff back, "The child should be more active. That's normal, a boy who inherits the family business, haha."
Ryan smiled, and beckoned the child to come to him. The child bounced forward, and his mother had no time to catch it. When the child arrived, Ryan asked, "Do you know that it's wrong to paint on other people's walls?"
"My family!" The child blurted out, "Mine, draw whatever you want!"
"Oh?" Ryan raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd. He only saw disapproval in some people's eyes but didn't see inappropriateness. Instead, embarrassment and shame appeared in the eyes of the girl who was snuggling next to Bivis.
"Mom said, this side is mine, I just need to be the son of the unlucky general."
Ryan's eyes turned cold, "The unlucky general?"
The parents of the children became restless, and even the old man sitting next to Ryan began to panic. Some things are just talked about in private, how can they be brought to the table. But obviously, the child doesn't care about this, he cleverly snapped his fingers, and repeated what his parents said at home, "Damn thing, occupy the latrine and don't shit, and the broom star that beats the father and the mother... Ah, you It hurts me!"
There was no tenderness on Ryan's face, and his eyes were colder than ice. He looked up at the parents, and gave it to others from the corner of his eye. His voice was still gentle, like a devil taking out a red apple to seduce, and said slowly: " Children have a great talent for drawing, you can’t let it go to waste, you know, you must draw casually in the future, on all kinds of beautiful walls, the more beautiful the more beautiful, the more you want to draw, so that more people can see your works, you know? "
The child's eyes widened and he nodded excitedly.
"Ah!" It was the scream of the child's mother, who rushed to Ryan and took the child back.
On Ryan's face without temperature, there was a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, which looked like a smile, but it was cooler than anger. He looked at everyone present here, and he didn't mind getting rid of them slowly today.
Seeing the curvature of Ryan's mouth, everyone was so frightened that they couldn't breathe.