A week later........ Paul's physical repair has long been completed, but the spiritual repair has not.

For several days, she kept reading the data from various terminals, her brow only getting tighter, and she kept trying to find something, but it seemed to be in vain.

Andy once tried to help, but was mercilessly ridiculed. It can't be helped, not everyone can understand the complicated science.

At his leisure, the string brought up a guess.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with the cylinder?" Andy is leaning back in his chair at the moment to read the message on his beep boy, which says that he has eaten too much junk food lately, which has affected his health, and he has a high probability of addiction after drinking too much beer.

I wanted to find a cassette mini-game that I found in a drawer in the dome

"Beep Adventure" for a while, but of course it wasn't as important as chord chatter, and Andy felt that he was getting more and more interested in her over time, but unfortunately she clearly preferred smart people...... Of course, this does not prevent Andy from continuing to play his own initiative.

Strings drank coffee, I don't know how many years ago, but I can still drink it, and many of the gadgets here that belong to the scientist's hobby have been weirdly modified.

For example, the coffee that comes out of a strange coffee machine not only doesn't spoil over time, but it tastes great.

The coffee machine was connected to several storage tanks underground. James once sampled and analyzed, believing that the concentrated liquid stored in the coffee tank was made of some kind of gel mixed espresso, which was harmless to people, and the amount of this kind of thing was quite terrifying, and it was not drunk at all before the war, and I don't know how long it would take to be drunk until today.... Maybe there will never be that day.

She placed her coffee cup on the table, looked at Andy, and sighed slowly.

"You're looking at me in a daze again...."Andy woke up from that state.

"I'm sorry, you've always smitten me, I'm wondering if we can ....." she interrupted his flirting by rubbing her brow a little with a bit of a headache.

"I.... How can I explain this to you.... I am a well-educated girl, and because of my group, I am more serious about unions. I can be honest with you and say that I can't accept a person who fails in science to spend his life with me or even have offspring... Oh, I'm sorry, not to mention that I'm dying of the virus, and even if we do manage to find a cure for it, I'm already infertile. Andy wasn't discouraged, and he didn't care about fertility at all.

"None of that is the most important thing, I just hope you still have a chance for me." As he spoke, he saw the beep-boy pop up a prompt.

[Your intelligence is too low, flirting judgment failed] He didn't see it at all, and turned the screen to the side.

"Of course.... At least for the sake of our previous fight, I'll wait and see if a miracle happens... That seems a bit too low, but then again, did you hear what I was talking about? ”

"Uh... What? The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, and the string sighed again.

"I said.... That weird brain, he's never been a kind guy, and he doesn't have any friendship with Paul at all... It can even be said that the relationship between the two of them is not good at all. Why is he so enthusiastic this time? Dr. Goddard can't act for the time being, no one can interfere with this brain's behavior with the means he has set up, and when you offered to let Paul do the codE editing, I did think it was the most appropriate option at the moment, but what I didn't expect was that he actually agreed directly. Andy thought about it for a moment, and it did feel a little strange, but he couldn't say what was strange.

"Oh... Could it be that this is something that suits his penchant, such as the fact that he used to use that machine to turn people into sluggish robots? I'm really sweating for Paul's future, but no one knows how to use that huge light-emitting machine except him, and we have to let him do it anyway. The two did not communicate with each other to achieve anything.

A day later, the news finally came that Paul had woken up. Everyone gathered, and even Donald was dragged over by Dr. Agnes, who looked like he had been in the lab for many days, with a big beard and a dirty look.

A frail figure staggered out from behind the door, and Paul reappeared.

Dr. Agnes exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to hug him, but he stopped because he knew that Paul never liked people to be so close to him, and he didn't expect that this time Paul would take the initiative to hug Dr. Agnes.

"I'm worried about you, teacher." Dr. Agnes's eyes widened, and the soft voice in her ears almost made it hard for her to believe that it was Paul, so she pushed him away to discern who the young man in front of her was, but that face was Paul's no matter how she looked at it, but with the warmth of a masculinity that Paul had never had.

"You ....." Dr. Agnes was surprised for a moment, then looked angrily at the tank head that slowly turned its tires out of the room.

"What the hell did you do to Paul? He.... How did he become...."The tank brain drank nuclear cola absently.

"What's wrong? Isn't that the ideal Paul? He has not forgotten anything, and he is happy and relaxed, friendly and confident, and full of hope for everything around him. If you don't believe me, can I verify it, come, Paul, let me ask you a few questions. First, do you remember what happened when you first met Dr. Agnes? Second, what do you think about NcR? Thirdly, do you still want to eat Mentat? Paul straightened his back and answered the question very formally with a sunny smile.

"Of course I remember what happened when I first met my dear teacher, when I was too young and ignorant, and I actually mocked her because of the teacher's little slip of the tongue in class, and I regret it all the time, and I always want to apologize to the teacher, I really shouldn't have done that." He turned, grabbed Dr. Agnes' hand, and apologized to her with a look of earnestness.

"I'm sorry, teacher!" Dr. Agnes couldn't help but pull her hand, goosebumps on her body from the sincerity of her voice.

"No.... No, you... You don't have to say that, I did make a serious mistake in preparing for the lesson, and that was the time you caught my attention, and you were right..."Paul, still smiling, answered the second question in just the right tone.

"I love my country, I share the weal and woe with the NcR, my radical remarks and opinions in the past are completely wrong, if it were not for the NcR to provide me with the opportunity to receive an education and a peaceful environment free from the dangers of the wasteland, how could I have today's academic achievements? How could I possibly meet my dear Teacher Agnes? Oh, my father, who was a follower of the Apocalypse, instilled in me too many nonsense to denigrate NcR since I was a child, and this argument has become more and more popular in the boneyard in recent years, which is really a huge mistake, and I must unite all patriotic scientists to fight for the strength of NcR! James let out an exclamation of disbelief, his pupils as if an earthquake had struck.

"What's wrong with you, Paul?!! Oh my! Where did your best friend go? You're like an idiot with a two-headed bear tattooed on your body right now! Paul just smiled and finally made a promise to everyone.

"Rest assured, I will never take Mantate again, the wisdom gained with medicine is only a stupid overdraft, and true wisdom can never be obtained in this way. Mantath almost killed me, and also made my relatives and friends work hard, this is really a harmful thing, I will find out all the Mantat I hid before, and destroy it completely! Everyone leaned back tactically, and then accepted the fact to Dr. Donald's applaudation.

Paul doesn't seem to be the same Paul he used to be.

"Uh... Those medicines can be destroyed without hurry, there are other uses. Andy looked at Paul, who seemed to be emitting an invisible light around him, and felt a little stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Hell... Can you control your smile. ”