Chapter 823： Increasingly blurred boundaries

A minute later, Pittman felt that he couldn't stand it and patted Byron's arm: "Crying for a while, we have to work."

"When did I cry?" Byron stared at the little old man in front of him, "I was just a little emotional and couldn't help feeling a little emotional!"

"Let's just see it," Pittman muttered, and handed Byron a handkerchief. "Hurry up and don't go out and let your soldiers see."

"You have no children, you don't understand ..."

Pittman rolled his eyes: "Who hasn't raised it? Am I not brought up with amber-she only learned to speak when she was almost ten years old, and I didn't react so much to you then."

On weekdays, Byron confesses that he does not lose anyone, even if Pittman is famous for his tough skin, he is confident that he can talk about the little old man with autism, but at this moment it is clear that he is not quarreling with anyone. In the mood, the gray-haired knight just opened some red eyes, looked at the peas who were smiling at him, and the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes wrinkled layer by layer: "It's good ... really good ... Is it comfortable? "

"At first ... a little ... hemp ..." Pea said with some effort, but soon her voice became smooth, although it was only a sound synthesized by a sounding device, it seemed to be getting more and more inside. The more emotional feelings, "Now ... much better ..."

"That's good, that's good," Byron said again and again, and then he turned the peas around, watching Zheng An's metal nerve cord that fits quietly behind the neck of the adoptive daughter, "Will this sink? Wear it for a long time Is it uncomfortable? "

"Of course, there is some weight," Pittman said. "After all, weight-loss runes require additional energy supply, and integrating nerve cords and brain wave interaction mechanisms into such a small device is barely enough, and there is no excess. Space can be allocated to weight-loss runes-we will gradually improve this in future models. "

"I think ... okay," Pea said with a gesture of gesture-although she can already make a sound, but the habit developed over the years has made her still subconsciously gesture with her hand when speaking, "not very heavy, Not tired. "

"Of course, although we ca n’t use weight-reducing runes, we use lighter materials as much as possible, and the overall weight is acceptable," said Pittman, pinching a few beards on his chin, with pride on his face. Smile, "After all, this thing is to find ways to promote it to ordinary people, comfortable and easy to use is a very important standard."

With a bright smile on Byron's face, he couldn't help but rub his hands and said, "Today is a memorable day ... I'll go back and have a few drinks to celebrate ..."

As soon as his voice fell, the peas beside him couldn't help frowning, and there was a complaining voice in the sounding device of the nerve thorns: "Daddy, you usually drink too much alcohol! How many times have you asked you Quit drinking, why don't you just listen ... "

Byron's face suddenly felt a little awkward. He just wanted to speak, but Pea's follow-up words were obviously not finished yet:

"And the first time you quit drinking is clearly what you said, and you patted your chest and said that you must quit within a month. It has been two years now, and you have not quit at all ...

"You're not young anymore, you know, you have more white hair than black hair! The bad news about drinking too much is in the newspapers. You don't always say that Mr. Godwin is a learned person. Does it make sense, why not listen ... "

Byron was embarrassed, and as soon as he said "I", he heard the pea crackling again:

"Also, you always go to bed without taking a shower. You have to urge you to go. You do n’t take care of your beard. I have to help you organize your clothes when you go out everyday. I do n’t know how you usually live outside when you go out. Yes, don't you say that there is strict discipline in the army?

"Uncle Philip came back two days ago, and you took him to drink, and you said you wanted to introduce Uncle Phillip to a few young girls-several of my classmates were also present at the time! Dad, you did n’t pay attention to the impact, last time Ms. Kelly also came to the house. You came out in your pajamas, which surprised Ms. Kelly. She is my teacher ...

"And last time, you had a hard time taking a vacation, but ..."

"Stop ... stop!" Byron finally took the chance and shouted again and again, finally interrupted the peas' broken thoughts and looked at Pitman with a grimace. "What's going on ... ... can this nerve thorn affect the character of a pea ?! "

Pea stared at Byron and Pittman, with expressions like "I still have something to say now that I can barely listen to you", while Pittman looked at Byron with a strange expression and hesitated: " I don't think ... it's not affecting her character, but that she has so much to say ... "

"That's it," said Pea, who didn't wait for Byron to speak beforehand. Obviously, she adapts very quickly to nerve thorns, and now she speaks with it extremely fluently. "I have a lot to say! I just say no Come out, write slowly, use hand gestures to say clearly, and dad you don't pay attention ... "

Then there was a whole bunch of crackling. Byron simply didn't even get a chance to intervene this time.

Pittman looked at Byron with a sympathetic and helpless expression, and the assistants and researchers around him looked wonderful. Almost all people here knew the peas. They knew this sad and hardworking child. They The peas in the impression have always been quiet and well-behaved, and they have never messed up when cooperating with experiments in the institute, but obviously, the nerve thorns successfully made everyone realize the other side of peas-

She usually doesn't speak, but she has a lot in her belly.

Covering his face with peas and covering his face was another thought, and Byron's face became extraordinarily wonderful. He looked around with tears of laughter and found that it was basically all looking at the lively sight. Everyone's face was not malicious but made him particularly embarrassed With a smile, Pitman smiled and asked him: "Are you a little regretful?"

Byron opened his mouth, glanced at the side, and looked at the peas who were extraordinarily happy because of the backlog of words in his heart. The embarrassed expression on his face finally became a smile.

"I regret xx," he said with a smile, "I think that's fine."

Pea stared at him with wide eyes immediately: "Daddy, you said bad words just now! How many times has Uncle Philip told you to pay attention to your manners, even if you don't consider your status, you should pay attention to the impact on me ... Fortunately, I am not affected by you ,otherwise……"

Byron: "..."

After the new round of bombing was finally over, Byron was a little dazed and looked at Pittman: "Then ... can we leave now?"

"Yes, there are no more test items today," Pittman said with a smile, "the practical situation of nerve thorns should be confirmed in the subsequent use process, and the adaptability of peas to nerve thorns should be paid attention to in the next half month. , Pay attention to its sleeping condition and whether the skin near the skull base contacts has an allergic reaction. In addition, take the nerve thorns every ten days for us to check to confirm the changes in the activity of the artificial nerve cord. In addition, there is nothing to pay attention to Yes, peas can wear it often and feel if it has any inconvenience in daily life. "

Byron and Pea listened carefully and took Pittman's orders in their hearts. After a few seconds of silence, Byron suddenly said: "... I am going to go to the north. The official order has come down. Three days later Will set off. "

Winter is coming to an end. The development of the northern coast and the task of preparing the imperial navy will begin in spring. Byron had known this before, and recently, an order issued by the head of the empire himself was finally delivered to him.

This is not a confidential task. Even news such as the construction of Beigang and the development of the North Border appeared in newspapers and radio programs a few days ago. Pea knew about it. She pouted and looked up at Byron. At a glance, there was only a moment of unhappy low tremor in the speaker.

"The pea is big and you can take care of yourself," Pitman looked at the special father and daughter, as if suddenly seeing a few years ago, when seeing the city of Cecil is just a "cecil pioneer camp", watching To the middle-aged knight who suddenly had more adoptive daughters and was in a mess, saw the little girl who was silent and obedient and nervous about the surrounding environment, and flashed in front of him for several years. The druid smiled and shook his head. "We will take care of her."

"Then thank you in advance," Byron said, then suddenly exhaled, and laughed a little self-deprecating, "Why am I suddenly sentimental, and I don't usually have so much emotion when I go out ..."

"Today is the day when the daughter is called dad for the first time, every father will be like this," Pittman looked over at Byron with a look on his face. "Relax, wait until one day she starts to annoy you. Your clothes are sloppy, and you don't think you can keep up with the rhythm of young people. All day long, you will only count your faults. By then, you will not have so much emotion ... "

Byron thought for a moment, and looked at the pea awkwardly: "But I think she's very disgusted with me now."

Pittman: "..."

"And you said so carefully, is it because you are very experienced?"

Pittman: "... Hurry up and leave, don't bother my old man for experiments!"

Soon, Byron left with the peas, leaving only Pitman and the technicians he led in the laboratory.

The assistants began to organize the equipment they had just used, and the detailed process of the peas using the nerve thorns into the information that will be used later. Pittman shook his head and walked to a cabinet with a crystal glass partition aside. .

In the cabinet, several spare nerve thorn devices were quietly placed on the stand, under the light of the cabinet, cold metal reflections appeared.

A slight sliding of the gate came from not far away, and Carmel, who was full of the glorious arcane glory, drifted into the room.

"I just saw Byron and the Pea in the hallway," Carmel said as he floated towards Pittman. "The Pea is wearing a nerve thorn-it looks like it's working properly?"

"Very well," Pitman laughed. "And you missed the wonderful part."

"For me, the success of this project is wonderful enough in itself," Carmel said buzzingly, looking at the cabinet next to Pittman and the nerve thorn devices, Are there three sets of finished products ... should be able to move on to the next step. "

"Combining nerve thorns and type ii magic wizard terminals to create magic wizards that can really cast spells ..." Pittman's expression was rare and serious, as if to speak to himself, "At this step, the extraordinary The boundaries with ordinary people are almost gone ... "

"Ordinary people will not only release specific spells by pressing the buttons of the machine, but they will also be able to sense magic like a real mage and be able to use their own mind and spirit to guide extraordinary powers. This will be an essential breakthrough. It ’s something we ’ve always wanted to achieve ... ”Carmel ’s tone was filled with emotion,“ At that time, I ’m afraid that “super” will no longer be called “super”, and it will truly become every mortal Have the power to touch. "

"It took 700 years to complete the pre-technique of the All Death Club and the Everlasting-although this was not their original purpose, we can thank them at this time," Pittman squeezed his eyes, "the brain The machine connection is the most difficult part for ordinary people to sense magic and manipulate spells. The nerve thorns have solved this problem, and the next work can be much simpler. "

"Let's get started," Carmel's blue light gradually brightened, his tone rose, and he became extraordinarily happy and motivated. "We have a lot more to do."