A minute later, Pittman, who felt that he couldn't stand it, patted Byron's arm: "Just cry for a while, we still have to work." ”

"When did I cry?" Byron stared at the little old man in front of him, "I'm just a little emotional and can't control my emotions!" ”

"Okay, okay, I don't see it," Pitman muttered, handing Byron a handkerchief, "wipe it quickly, and don't go out for your soldiers to see." ”

"You haven't raised children, you don't understand ......"

Pitman rolled his eyes: "Who hasn't raised it?" Didn't I bring Amber with her - she didn't learn to speak until she was nearly ten years old, and I didn't react as much as you did. ”

On weekdays, if you talk about eloquence, Byron thinks that he is not inferior to anyone, even if Pitman is known for his toughness, he is confident that he can talk about this little old man as autistic, but at this moment, it is obvious that he is not in the mood to quarrel with others, the gray-haired knight just opened his eyes with some reddened eyes, looking at the pea who was smiling at him, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were wrinkled layer upon layer: "It's good...... That's nice...... Is there anything uncomfortable? ”

"Just in the beginning...... There is a little bit of ...... Ma ......" Pea said with some effort, but soon her voice became smooth, and even though it was only a sound made with a sound-generating device, there seemed to be more and more emotion in it, "Now...... It's already much better......"

"That's good, that's good," Byron said repeatedly, and then let Pea turn around and look at the metal nerve cord that was now quietly clinging to the back of his adopted daughter's neck, "Will this sink?" Will it be uncomfortable to wear it for a long time? ”

"Of course, there is some weight," Pittman said, "after all, the weight loss rune requires an additional energy supply, and it is difficult to integrate the nerve cord and brainwave interaction mechanism into such a small device, and there is no extra space for the weight loss rune - this is a defect that we will gradually improve in the next models." ”

"I think...... Fortunately," Pea said gesturingly—even though she was able to make a sound, the habit she had developed over the years had made her still subconsciously gesturing with her hands when she spoke, "not very heavy, not tired." ”

"Of course, although there is no way to put on the weight loss rune, we used relatively light materials as much as possible, and the overall weight is still acceptable," Pitman pinched a few strands of beard on his chin, with a proud smile on his face, "After all, this thing has to be promoted to ordinary people, and comfort and ease of use are very important criteria." ”

With a bright smile on his face, Byron couldn't help but rub his hands and say, "Today is a day to remember...... I'm going back to have a few drinks to celebrate......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pea next to him couldn't help frowning, and a complaining voice came from the vocal device of the nerve thorns: "Dad, you usually drink too much!" How many times have I told you to quit drinking, why don't you listen......"

Byron's face was suddenly a little embarrassed, and he just wanted to speak, but Pea's follow-up words obviously hadn't finished yet:

"And the first time you quit drinking, you obviously said it yourself, and you patted your chest and said that you would definitely quit within a month, and now it's been two years, and you haven't quit at all......

"You're not young anymore, you know, you have more white hair than black hair! The newspapers have talked about the disadvantages of drinking too much, don't you always say that Mr. Godwin is a learned man, and that what he says is very reasonable, why don't you listen to it......

Byron looked embarrassed, and as soon as he opened his mouth to say the word "I", he heard a string of peas crackling and crackling:

"And you have been sleeping without taking a bath recently, and I want me to urge you to go, you still don't take care of your beard, and I have to help you sort out your clothes every day when you go out, I really don't know how you usually live outside when you go out, don't you say that there is strict discipline in the army?

"Uncle Philip came back two days ago, and you dragged him out for a drink, and said you wanted to introduce Uncle Philip to some young girls—I and several of my classmates were there! Dad, you don't pay attention to the impact at all, the last time Ms. Kelly came to the house, you came out in your pajamas, which scared Ms. Kelly, she is my teacher......

"And last time, you finally took a vacation, but you have to ......"

"Stop, stop...... Stop! Byron finally saw the opportunity, shouted to stop again and again, and finally interrupted Pea's broken thoughts and then looked at Pitman with a confused expression, "What's going on...... Can this nerve thorn still affect Pea's personality?! ”

Pea stared at Byron and Pitman, with a face full of "I still have something to say, now it's hard to listen to you", while Pitman glanced at Byron with a strange expression and said hesitantly, "I think ...... It's not that it affects her character, it's that she already has so much to say......"

"That's it," Pea said before Byron could speak, it was evident that she had adapted very quickly to the nerve thorns, and was now speaking with it with great fluency, "I have a lot to say!" It's just that I can't usually say it, I write slowly, I can't speak clearly with gestures, and you don't pay attention to ...... Dad."

Then there was another crackling string, and this time Byron simply didn't even have a chance to interject.

Pittman looked at Byron with sympathy and helplessness in shock, and the expressions of the assistants and researchers around him were also wonderful - almost all the people here knew Pea, and knew this child from a sad and hardworking and sensible background, and their impression of Pea has always been quiet and well-behaved, and he never caused trouble when cooperating with experiments in the institute, but obviously, Nervous Thorns successfully made everyone realize the other side of Pea-

She doesn't usually speak, but she doesn't have a lot of words in her stomach.

Being split by a pea and covering his face was another chatter, Byron's face became extraordinarily exciting, he looked around with a smile and a smile, and found that it was basically all a lively sight, everyone had a smile on their faces that was not malicious but made him particularly embarrassed, and Pitman also smiled and asked him: "Do you regret it a little?" ”

Byron opened his mouth and glanced at Pea, who was standing next to him, looking particularly happy because he had said the words that had been accumulated in his heart, and the embarrassed expression on his face finally gradually changed to a smile.

"Sorry XX," he said with a smile, "I think that's fine." ”

Pea immediately widened his eyes and looked over: "Dad, you just said dirty words!" How many times has Uncle Philip said that you should pay attention to your manners, even if you don't think about your status, you should be aware of the impact on me...... I'm glad I wasn't affected by you, otherwise ......"

Byron: "......"

After the new round of bombing finally ended, Byron looked at Pittman a little dazed: "That...... We can leave now, right? ”

"Okay, there are no more test items today," Pitman said with a smile, "The practical situation of nerve thorns should be confirmed in the subsequent use process, and in the next half month, we should pay attention to the adaptability of peas to nerve thorns, pay attention to their sleep and whether there are allergic reactions to the skin near the contact points at the base of the skull, and take nerve thorns to us every ten days to check them to confirm the activity changes of artificial nerve cords." There is nothing else to pay attention to, peas can wear it often to feel if it is inconvenient in daily life. ”

Byron and Pea listened attentively, taking Pittman's instructions in their hearts, and after a few seconds of silence, Byron suddenly said, "...... I'm about to leave for the north, and the official order has come down, and I'm going to leave in three days. ”

Winter was coming to an end, and the development of the northern coast and the preparation of the Imperial Navy would begin in the spring, and Byron had known about it before, and recently an order from the Reich Führer himself had finally been sent to him.

It wasn't a secret task, and even news about the construction of the North Port and the development of the North had appeared in the newspapers and radio programs a few days earlier, and Pea had known about it for a long time, she pursed her lips and glanced up at Byron, but there was only a low tremor of unhappiness coming from the talker.

"The peas are big enough to take care of themselves," Pitman looked at the special father and daughter, as if he suddenly saw a few years ago, when he saw that Cecil City was just a "Cecil Pioneer Camp", when he saw that Cecil City was still just a "Cecil Pioneer Camp", when he saw the middle-aged knight who suddenly had an adopted daughter and was in a hurry, and saw the silent and obedient little girl who was nervous about the surrounding environment, years flashed before his eyes, and the old druid, who was also a man of many life experiences, smiled and shook his head, "We will take care of her too." ”

"Then thank you in advance," Byron said, and then suddenly exhaled, laughing a little self-deprecatingly, "Why am I so sentimental all of a sudden, and I don't usually feel so much when I go out......"

"Today is the first day when a daughter calls her father, every father will be like this," Pitman looked at Byron with a passer-over expression, "Don't worry, one day she will start to annoy you, think you don't take a bath, think you are sloppy clothes, think you can't keep up with the rhythm of young people, and will only count down your faults all day long, and then you won't have so many feelings......"

Byron thought for a moment and gave Pea an awkward look: "But I think she dislikes me now." ”

Pittman: "......"

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

Pittman: "...... If there's nothing to do, hurry away, and don't disturb my old man's experiments! ”

Soon, Byron left with Pea, leaving only Pitman and his technicians in the lab.

The assistants began to sort through the equipment they had just used, and the details of Pea's use of nerve thorns into the materials they would use later, while Pitman shook his head and walked to a cabinet with crystal glass partitions on the side.

In the cabinet, several spare nerve thorn devices were placed silently on the stands, glowing with cold metal reflections under the light inside the cabinet.

A slight sluice sluice slid from a short distance away, and Kamel, glowing with blue arcane light, floated into the room.

"I just saw Byron and Pea in the hallway," Carmel said as he floated over to Pittman, "Pea wears nerve thorns - looks like it's already working?" ”

"It went very well," Pitman laughed, "and you missed out on the really good part." ”

"To me, the success of this project is exciting enough in itself," Kamel hummed, looking to the cabinet next to Pitman and the nervous thorn devices, "Are there three finished sets left...... You should be ready to move on to the next step. ”

"Combine the Nerve Thorns with the Type II Wizard Terminal to create a true Wizard Warlock who can cast spells......" Pitman's expression became unusually serious, as if talking to himself, "At this point, the boundary between the extraordinary and the ordinary is almost gone......"

"Ordinary people will not only release specific spells by pressing the buttons of the machine, but also sense magic like a real mage, and be able to use their minds and spirits to channel extraordinary powers, which will be an essential breakthrough, and it is also what we have always wanted to achieve......" Kamel's tone was not without emotion, "At that time, 'extraordinary' may no longer be called 'extraordinary', it will truly become a force that every mortal is qualified to touch." ”

"It took seven hundred years for the Society of the Dead and the Eternal Sleeper to complete its pre-technology - although this is not their original purpose, we can thank them at this time," Pitman squeezed his eyes, "The brain-computer connection is the most difficult part of allowing ordinary people to sense magic and manipulate spells, and the neural thorns have solved this problem, so the rest of the work is much simpler." ”

"Let's get started," said Carmel, whose blue light grew brighter and his tone rose to become more cheerful and motivating, "there's still a lot more to do." ”