When Opal went back that night, he fell asleep in the car. When he woke up the next day, he found that he was lying in Cororin's arms. So comfortable I don't know how to describe it.
He turned and stared at Cororin for a long time. He couldn't help but leaned in and kissed him on the face, then immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, his heart pounding.
The child in the mirror was flushed, Opal stood barefoot on the floor, put the toothbrush tablet under the cleaning machine, dipped it in powder, then stuffed it into his mouth, took off his clothes and trousers, and went to take a bath.
"You're eleven," said Coroline from the outside room.
Opal snorted, his mouth was full of foam, he turned on the floating water drop nozzle, and noticed that Coroline walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the toilet to urinate.
Opal just glanced at it subconsciously and didn't dare to look at it any more. Cororin's thing was tall and long in the morning, as beautiful as a stallion, which made his mind rippling.
However, the 11-year-old boy's body imprisoned his lust, which made his inner love germinate, rushing from left to right, and could not express it.
"How old do I have to be to..." Opal said, "to be considered an adult?"
"Sixteen." Coroline said, "Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, not too long."
After Opal took a bath, Coroline knelt down on one knee and dressed him. Opal's face had the blush of a teenager, and his thin body was fair-skinned. I don't know if it was the steam from the bath or nervousness, and the blush spread all the way to the collarbone. Before, Corollin said: "Go out first, go downstairs and order a few meals, and wait for the teacher to have breakfast together."
Opal sat outside and listened to the sound of Cororin taking a bath. For the first time in his life, he lived so close to him, and Chu Buddha met another completely different Cororin.
It was only when they were face to face that Cororin could read his mind, but Opal always felt that Cororin knew what he was thinking whenever and wherever.
He thought about it for a while, then went downstairs to open the electronic meal board and asked, "Teacher, what do you eat?"
Coroline replied on the second floor, "Whatever."
Opal ordered a few dishes according to his liking, and the home robot came over to prepare breakfast. He got up and inspected the house again. The owner was not there.
"This is a property purchased by a distant relative of the Enmeno family." Cororin's voice came. He was wearing only a pair of black trousers, he went downstairs naked, turned on the screen, and leaned on the sofa to read the morning newspaper. .
Opal asked: "Teacher, are you really a member of the Enmeno family?"
"It's not really." Cororin watched for a while, turned off the projection, and said, "I'm pretending."
Opal: "??"
Corolin: "Many years ago, I ran into the youngest son of the Enmenor family on an asteroid, and I tried my best to save him, but he still died..."
Opal said: "Why? Got some strange disease?"
"Suicide is a disease that no one can cure. I promised to impersonate him and come back to kill his heinous father, and then I planned a successful murder, and their property is now on me," Corolin said.
Opal said: "Are they rich?"
Cororin snorted: "There are more than 700 trillion credit points, which is very rich, but I have spent almost all of it now. What do you want to buy? As long as it's not too much, I can afford it."
"Can I buy a warpship?" Opal laughed.
Cororin said: "You don't need to buy it, you have it in the grip of the light rotation. What do you want the spaceship to do?"
"When I'm on vacation, I want to drive and explore the planet," Opal said.
Coroline glanced at him and said, "Vacation?"
Opal asked cautiously, "Will there be a holiday?"
Cororin thought for a moment and replied, "Yes. Do you need a vacation?"
Opal scratched his head and said, "Uh... can you?"
Coroline smiled and said, "Will you take the teacher to play when you are on vacation?"
"Of course you can, if you want," said Opal.
Cororin smiled and said, "Then the gluttonous food can be lent to you."
Opal was elated, sitting at the table drinking a drink, the robot served breakfast, and Coroline came over and sat down.
Opal ate and drank, and when he looked up, he found that Cororin frowned slightly, guessing that he might have encountered something troublesome. Is there any problem that cannot be solved? He separated out a ray of faith, like a small tentacle, and lightly touched Cororin's consciousness barrier.
Coroline scratched the egg yolk with a fork, and at the same time released his own thinking activities. In an instant, the voices and scenes of many people flashed in Opal's mind like fast-forwarding. In just a few seconds, Opal knew about Cororin. The question of thinking, he read a lot of useful secret information through a period of answering and thinking detection last night.
"Remote-controlled combat robot?!" Opal was shocked.
"Yes." Cororin took a sip of light wine and said, "The Republic has already taken the lead in researching brain wave fighter jets, and this military application is for mass production and use of such fighter jets."
Opal said: "Will they use this technology to deal with our country?"
Cororin said: "It's hard to say. The spy I sent to the Republic sent a message back, and the final technical problem is already in the critical stage. Opal, what kind of problem do you think this will be?"
Opal began to think. According to the information given by Cororin, the Republic has a group of unmanned fighter jets. As long as the driver hides in a hidden place and sits in the remote control cabin, he can drive these fighter jets to attack the Meteorite Empire, which means that they have A human-controlled legion, and all of them are not afraid of death - blow up one, and continue to fight with another at any time.
The fighter jets corresponding to this technology are called smart fighter jets.
"Teacher, have you sent spies here?" Opal asked.
"It's been unplugged," said Corolin.
Opal was very helpless. Cororin said: "The spies here are not like the strong stars. They will be discovered when they show their feet. The counter-espionage warfare technology is too high."
Opal was suddenly curious again and asked, "Where's Lie Xing? Are there spies too?"
After eating breakfast, Cororin wiped his mouth, leaned his elbows on the back of the chair, and said casually: "The mercenary king is our spy on Liexing. A guy named Inleco Khakis, of course, he I haven't realized it yet, but sooner or later, he will hand over the entire country of mercenaries into our hands."
Opal: "!!!"
Opal narrowed his eyes, and always felt that the name was very familiar. He vaguely remembered something in the inner memory world. The mercenary king also has a nickname... What is it
"Don't change the subject," said Corolin.
Opal pulled his thoughts back to the current situation and said, "Teacher, where are the pilots hiding? Can they be traced back through the radio waves?"
"I don't think it's a good idea, Opal. If it were me, I wouldn't put the entire army of intelligent fighters together. It's tantamount to waiting for the enemy to kill my pilots."
"That's right," said Opal, "but I don't think the pilots should be too far from the front even if they are scattered, because more than 0.125 AU..."
After the increase, the propagation speed of the radio signal can only reach the speed of light. The driver needs to judge the situation facing the front line and issue the command of the smart fighter, which means that there will be a delay of one second to several minutes. This delay is enough to carry out specific tasks. tactics.
Cororin said: "The signal delay may be a problem, but I don't think so, after all, the Republic can't be so stupid, there must be a solution, I doubt they..."
Opal smiled and said, "Yes! The spy sent back, the last technical problem should be the synchronization problem. I guess they will use the jump technology to complete the synchronization."
Cororin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I guessed the same way, but it's not a blessing to guess correctly. Because we don't have a way to deal with this kind of army yet."
Opal couldn't help laughing, Cororin smiled helplessly, shook his head and stood up, holding a drink, standing in front of the window looking at the flowers outside.
Opal knew that Coroline was thinking, and Coroline was silent all morning, while Opal walked around the living room, helping him to think, Coroline opened a part of the world of consciousness to him, which made their Thinking activities are common, and memories are shared between the two. Opal has learned countless knowledge just by reading Cororin's memory.
This knowledge was like a vast ocean, which made him stunned. Cororin knew too much, ranging from the caliber of a laser cannon to the multiple effects of the gravitational field on the flight trajectory... Opal admired Cororin so much With almost five bodies on the ground, Cororin can arrange ever-changing army formations in the world of thinking by just relying on his imagination, and then defeat them one by one.
In just a few hours, Cororin arranged six cosmic defense battle formations in his vision, and evolved 1,444 derivative formations.
"You can only hit hard." Cororin said: "Smart fighters are far more flexible and harder to fight than unmanned combat aircraft. Hey, Opal, are you still playing the game? Wake up."
Opal woke up from Cororin's thinking world and said, "But intelligent fighters must also have weaknesses."
"It's not clear what kind of weapons they will be equipped with, and we may have to dive into their munitions factory in a few days to see," Cololin said.
Opal ran over and said to Cororin, "It's not about the weapons, I'm talking about people. Can we use this technology too?"
Coroline's tall figure leaned against the window and looked out, picked up Opal and let him sit on the window sill, frowning and said, "No, I don't plan to be like them, the soldiers knew that they were about to die, and then It has the courage to fight, and has not encountered a crisis of life and death, and the effect is completely different."
Opal said: "So we can use this... to find a way to defeat them."
Coroline glanced at Opal and said thoughtfully: "This may be one of the ways, but it's not the odds of winning."
Opal was silent. He felt that the army of intelligent fighters was indeed quite tricky. If the Republic mixed intelligent fighters with ordinary drones to attack, they would be even more difficult to deal with, even if they could find the pilots in the vast universe and kill them all They, the rest of the drones will continue to fight...
Cororin said: "What's more troublesome is that perhaps each intelligent fighter will be equipped with two sets of combat systems, one for remote control driving, and the other for automatically taking over when the pilot's control is lost, and at the same time looking for the next pilot. member.
Opal has already obtained the principle of this fighter from the knowledge world of Cororin. It is nothing more than a signal transmitter hidden in the cockpit in the depths of space. Fighting with intelligent fighters hundreds of millions of kilometers away.
"Then what if we interfere with the signal?" Opal said, "Since it is a bioelectrical amplification signal sent by the brain, can we also use the power of belief to control them in reverse."
Corollin said: "This may be the right direction, but I can't do it, and there may be hundreds of millions of intelligent fighters. Not only can't I do it, but even my teacher can't hypnotize hundreds of millions of people at one time, Ledgerson That guy is an oddball, he can do sexual hypnosis, but he can't control them…”
Opal said, "What if I invite Ledgerson over and sing to these things?"
Coroline couldn't help laughing and said: "He can't come, and there must be a program in the driver's helmet that stimulates them and keeps them awake."
Opal: "How about making them dream?"
Cororin: "It's not feasible, dream control must be when a person is asleep, unless the enemy deserts during the battle, and even if they are all sleeping, I can't carry out the dream implantation of hundreds of millions of people at one time. 100,000 is also my limit, this kind of simple dream can't instill subconscious influence at all, it can only make simple hints for a short time, or transmit the scene in the dream."
Opal: "What about me? Isn't my specialty in controlling people's behavior?"
Cororin waved his hand and said, "You can't control hundreds of millions of drivers at one time. The direction is wrong, think again."
Opal: "What about the brainwave amplifier?"
Cororin said: "What I have tried, the power of belief of the star knight belongs to the high-dimensional wave of consciousness, and the amplifier has no effect."
Opal said: "Disturb them with very loud, loud sound waves..."
Coroline: "It's not the same principle. Sound waves, color, light, these signals will be filtered out and become a single impression that directly affects your brain. No matter how loud the sound is, it can't interfere."
Opal: "If there are any strange radio waves that can interfere with people's consciousness..."
Coroline was silent for a moment.
Opal felt Cororin's joy and impulse almost instantly.
Opal: "… "
Coroline: "… "
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Opal said, "Have you thought of it?"
Coroline smiled and said, "I found the right direction."
Opal: "What is it?"
Coroline didn't answer, and Opal said, "Tell me, what did you think of?"
Coroline waved his hand to signal him not to be noisy, and narrowed his eyes. Opal boldly invaded his spiritual world. As he kept rummaging in his memory, he found a planet in the huge, vast sea of knowledge.
"A radio wave... a radio, on what planet..." Opal said inexplicably.
"Distant star radio, you don't know it's normal," Coroline said.
Opal scoured his memory. He seemed to have heard of it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. Corollin said: "Only people in the country of mercenaries know about it, Yuanxing Radio... Very good, let me think about it carefully."
Opal said, "Let's try this?"
Cororin said: "I'm not busy, I'm going there myself. You can't resist its effects. That planet is very dangerous, and all the expeditions agree that it's a black hole. Only Kyle has been there."
Opal said: "Who is Kyle?"
Cororin: "The mercenary king before Azeroth, he is our ally."
Opal didn't quite understand and said, "Didn't you kill Azeroth?"
Cororin snorted, did not answer Opal again, stared out the window, Opal tried to read Cororin's thinking activities, and found that his mind was full of calculation formulas, radio wave transition principles and tactics.
He tried several times, and kept searching for the person Kyle Ray in Cororin's mind. Cororin was a little annoyed by him and said, "Be calm."
Opal: "Where is that mercenary king?"
Opal couldn't figure it out. Isn't Azeroth already dead, so this man named Kairley should have been released from his imprisonment, right
Cororin: "He was imprisoned by Azeroth, and he has only one brain left. His temper is very short-tempered. I will take you to see him in the future."
Opal sounded a bit chilly: "Forget it, I don't want to be friends with a brain..."
Coroline: "I'll make him a body, but until then, it's okay to let him stay in the nutrient solution of the planet Lamo for a while."
Opal nodded, realizing that this person named Kyle Ray was very useful to them, and Cororin just didn't want to let that brain out right now.
"Yes, you are very clever," said Coroline approvingly. "But please be quiet now and let the teacher think for a while."
Opal asked again: "Will you take me to the distant star?"
Coroline was helpless, picked him up, threw him on the sofa, poked his finger, and said, "Be quiet, otherwise I will close the world of consciousness."
Opal was busy, and Cororin went out to the garden to drink tea in a daze. Opal lay on the sofa, cutting into Cororin's thoughts from time to time and reading his tactics. The entire Iszur galaxy is like a game of chess played by Cororin. He just simulated and practiced in his mind, and the eclectic tactics have already made Opal fascinated, like the most gorgeous art in the universe.
Gotta pass this message on to Rector right away... Opal thought in the memory world, but are Rector and Ledgerson already taking action
If Coroline was killed here, it wouldn't make much sense.
Opal looked up at Coroline, full of guilt, but he had to do it, and as Rector said, he had no choice.
The communicator rang, and Opal stopped thinking.
Coroline got up and came in. Opal opened the communication, which contained a message from Li Wei's secretary, inviting Opal to go to Luke's mansion for afternoon tea and stay there until dinner.
"It's too soon." Coroline frowned, "I'm not ready yet."
Opal said: "Then I said I'm not free today. Will we go together in a few days?"
Coroline thought for a while and said, "No, you go. Rejection can easily make Li Wei suspicious, because he only invited you, so I have to start taking action."
"What action?" Opal said, "Do you need my cooperation?"
Coroline didn't answer, took Opal's hand and went upstairs, changed him into formal clothes - a coat, a small vest and black suit pants, let him sit on the sofa on the second floor, pondered for a moment, and seemed to change Having made up his mind, he said to Opal, "After you arrive, if they stay there for the night, the teacher is going to kill a few people."
Opal was startled and said, "Who to kill?"
"Members who don't approve of the military spending proposal," said Cololin.
Opal said: "Why? Shouldn't people who promote war be killed?"
Cororin went to fetch a pair of leather shoes to put on the Opal, and said, "Try to think that the people who opposed Livy and Bordeaux's proposal were seriously injured, but not all dead. Guess what effect it will have?"
Opal said: "Yes... Will they think it was Li Wei's hand? I don't think so. Li Wei can't be so stupid."
Cororin nodded and said: "No, but the president of the Tyrgat Council will definitely feel that there is something wrong with this. In fact, everyone believes that Li Wei will not do this, so they must find the assassin and help Li Wei. Clear up the grievances. Then whoever they think is the murderer will end up making me the culprit,"
Opal asked again, "And then what?"
Cororin bowed to tie his little leather shoes, and said, "Then continue to kill. After killing the congressmen who oppose the military spending proposal, kill Li Wei's officers. Finally, kill a few people who are connected with Tilgat. , which made Li Wei mistakenly believe that the murderer was an undercover agent who was lying in ambush in his army by Tilgat. When the murderer also died, the case was closed."
"So at this time, the contradiction points to Tilgart. We still need to leave a little clue on Bordeaux. The undercover agent I sent before has attracted Bordeaux's cronies for a while. This person has now been captured by me and detained. On the grip of light."
"Luke Tiffin had already found out about the departure of Bordeaux's cronies from the capital before we arrived at the source of floodlight, but he thought that the departure of this person was another reason, so he did not mention much."
"I don't know if he will inform Li Wei of the speculation. No matter whether they will, in order to maintain the superficial checks and balances of power, they dare not speak up and investigate."
"Then what?" Opal was a little confused, unable to keep up with Coroline's thinking.
Cororin continued: "We can leave first, the next thing needs to wait patiently, everything will be handed over to time, I plan to make the truth of this murder clear in five to twenty years, and use dreams to repeatedly imply that Tyrgart, he It will fall one day."
"On the day of his downfall, he told Li Wei privately that the murder of the congressman had nothing to do with him, and at the same time recruited Bordeaux to be the mastermind behind the scenes, so that Li Wei and Bordeaux would break completely, and at the same time provoke Luke Changfeng. Break with Levi so that Levi will go into self-imposed exile."
"I... I don't quite understand," Opal said. "Aren't we going to disrupt their advance?"
Cororin said: "Yes, but according to the current situation, we can't be too impatient. To overthrow the entire republic government, we must first fight a battle. I want to let Li Wei suffer a defeat. After returning home, there are opposition voices everywhere. "
"Then we will propose peace talks with the Republic, so that the Empire will put pressure on the Republic and secretly support Li Wei to continue fighting, but the country will no longer support him in fighting."
"And all the ambush set up now will play a role in the future. What I want is the internal and external troubles of the Republic, and Li Wei surrenders all military power and leaves the galaxy, so that it will not become an obstacle on our road. A Republic without Li Wei, You can rest assured and take it easy.”
Opal: "But I think he'll be back when he hears we... uh, cannibalize his country."
Coroline smiled and said, "That doesn't matter anymore, I won't give him this chance. When he goes into self-imposed exile, his belief in giving his life for this country will be at an all-time low. He's no longer a general, he's a stray dog without an owner, disguised as a group of pirates, and then find a place where no one else kills him, it's a piece of cake."
Opal couldn't stop jumping in his heart when he heard it, and nodded, Coroline said, "So I have to kill him first, then kill Tifeng, and Bordeaux will be cleaned up at the end."
Opal: "So what do I need to do now? Ask for information?"
Coroline nodded slightly and said, "You need to read Luke Tiffin's mind to detect his speculation about the matter when the congressman died."
"He will directly affect Li Wei's decision. After you come back, we will choose to continue or leave according to his thoughts." Cororin said: "If there is no accident, the news of the assassination of the congressman will be spread around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. To Luke's ears, Li Wei should not be at home, you can try to influence Luke properly, but don't do it too obviously. It doesn't matter if you don't do anything, I will make him have a long dream at night. "
Opal said: "Okay." He looked around again.
Knowing what he was worried about, Coroline said, "The conversation here won't be monitored. What else do you want to say?"
"Be careful," Opal said.
Coroline said: "Don't worry, I rarely miss, let's go now."