The first thousand one hundred and thirty-eight chapters are not peaceful daily life
"That is done, your lord the tribune."
Jennifer-Alpha, to be precise, Jennifer-c02-Alpha-███.
The middle name represents the classification of the institution where she works, Alpha is used to distinguish her from another person named Jennifer, and finally is the personal genetic device activation identification code totaling 300,000 digits. Her main research project is "hard link"
"Optimization of organic wires for synaptic conduction reward devices" and "One-way nerve signal transmission algorithm in the cultivation chamber" are designed to reduce high-temperature damage to the nerve center caused by brain-computer interface feedback and to select the most promising artificial fetuses during the cultivation chamber stage.
to populate Mars.
Due to her surgical skills, medical knowledge, and medical hand prosthetics, Jennifer-c02-Alpha-███ was selected to serve aboard the Emperor's Pegasus heavy command assault transport. This signified that she was under the influence of the Emperor and the Imperial Guard.
The appreciation of the society, the qualification and ability to choose a new topic, this is the best reward for every Mars technician - not to mention that the emperor will also have academic exchanges with her, giving her the opportunity to gain more
Knowledge, and receiving more inspiration, is a reward for Mars technicians that goes beyond new topics.
The miniature liquid thermal circulation cooling plug installed in the back of her head whirred excitedly in the cold air to cool her overworked brain and thinking enhancement plug. After the surgery, the cooling plug slowly stopped because her brain did not need so much.
The computing power is used to control biochemical prosthetics and link instruments.
"Did he survive?" Hammurabi looked at the sutured human body and asked, "How long will it take for him to move?"
"His heart is still beating, his brain is not damaged, and all his biochemical organs are functioning normally." Jennifer Alpha's vocal organ, which has not yet been replaced by a prosthetic body, is always showing pride, wishing that Hammurabi could see her.
The data flowing on the replaced retina. "In fact, his body has begun to heal itself, and I recommend keeping him in a deep coma for a week, after which he can deal with the physical pain on his own. I don't understand why there is no support for him."
Replacing prosthetics on a large scale, after all, machines are more reliable and trustworthy..."
After saying a few more words, Jennifer Alpha shut her mouth knowingly. She kicked the instrument next to her that was used to control the automatic surgical machine, and then hammered it twice to stop it from functioning pointlessly.
Buzzer. This surgical machine was designed and manufactured with part of her wisdom, and the buzzer was something she installed.
"The subject will be able to function normally in about half a month. At present, we know nothing about the principle of the heart-shaped grass. Only after testing can we determine whether the biochemical organ will weaken or enhance the subject's various abilities.
However, judging from the current situation, this time can be shortened slightly, as long as we can supply sufficient nutrients to allow the body to heal naturally. Your Excellency, Tribune, regarding the research project on the Black Panther suit..."
"Agreed." Hammurabi said, "You will be allowed to join the Vibranium Nano Laboratory to reverse engineer Wakanda's nanotechnology."
"yes!"
The cooling insert started whirring again.
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Salomon deliberately licked the sauce on his fingers with exaggerated movements, making the girl sitting next to him laugh.
She had been wearing the children's platinum crown that Bayonetta bought and refused to take it off even when eating. Now the shining crown fell down and blocked her eyes. Even so, she still smiled stupidly.
It went on and on. Bayonetta glared at Salomon fiercely, put down the tableware and grabbed the girl's shaking head, took out a napkin and wiped the sauce-stained little face clean.
"Don't make her laugh while eating, what if she chokes?" Bayonetta said angrily, "You shouldn't let her have bad habits, and Dinah can't be around her all the time.
, she must learn how to eat safely by herself next time. If she is in danger of choking to death even when eating, how are we going to let her live alone?"
"I thought you hated children. That's what you said before, even to yourself when you were a child." Salomon raised his eyebrows and said in a teasing tone, "Now it seems that you like her quite a bit, doesn't it?"
"This little cockroach won't cry." Bayonetta raised her head, "I have already warned her. If she dares to cry, I promise to throw her out immediately. Am I right, little cockroach?" The girl nodded.
Salomon nodded and continued to giggle. Salomon was not sure whether she really understood what the witch meant, but this did not prevent Bayonetta from being satisfied with her educational achievements. She kissed the girl hard on the forehead, her expression
Arrogant and gorgeous. "That's right, witches don't cry! Witches are beautiful and vicious! Eat well, you skinny little kitten. How can you call yourself a witch if you can't even defeat an angel?"
"If you ask me, we shouldn't keep this pet. The Cheshire cat is not that troublesome." Joan put the pork ribs into her mouth with a fork, then frowned and looked under the table. "You're so annoying
Stupid cat, stop biting me. Didn’t I shovel shit for you? Okay! Let me put it another way, stop biting! Trimming Pegasus’s horse’s hooves is not as strenuous as those you keep in the stable.
The Thoroughbreds here don’t have so much trouble trying to get them to talk, after all they don’t need a pediatrician or school. Look, she can’t speak in full sentences yet!”
The Cheshire Cat released its teeth biting Joan's toes and purred with satisfaction. In compensation, it licked Joan twice, but was pushed away by the white-haired witch in disgust.
"Papa!" the girl said in a slurred voice. Then she shouted again, "Papa! Cheshire!"
Joan of Arc showed a proud smile, "Oh, these are just two words. Ugly duckling, you need to work harder to defeat me."
Salomon rolled his eyes, "Are you reduced to competing with a 2-year-old child now, Joan of Arc?"
"My dear, someone has been eyeing the manor recently, maybe the British police or a worse organization." Bayonetta said another thing while dividing the meat on the girl's plate into small pieces. Although her tone
Very calm, but Salomon still pricked up his ears and listened carefully. "Yesterday, when I drove her to Oxford, my ID was checked on the pretext. Fortunately, the ID you gave us were all genuine, otherwise I would have had to take her with the police.
It’s a car chase game. Although the jamming equipment is running every day, the seventy-meter-long aircraft taking off and landing here every day can easily make people suspicious. Someone is pretending to be a resident of the town to inquire about the situation inside the manor. Dinah used her personal
Territory reasons, but I doubt those people will come with a search warrant next time.”
"Drone reconnaissance did not reveal any lurking scouts around." Dinah whispered in Salomon's ear, "Maybe it was just an impromptu visit, but I still recommend..."
"No, dear, directly killing the entire police station will only cause more trouble. Arrange more fortress-type combat robots to join patrols, deploy more sentry towers and drones, and prepare anti-aircraft guns and armored vehicles to fire.
.Anyone who tries to sneak into the manor will be shot and killed first before asking anything else."
"I asked you to find a solution, not to use this solution, both of you!" Bayonetta raised her eyes angrily, raised her tone, and did not forget to cover the girl's ears. "No murder, no
Bloodshed, that will only destroy our peaceful life now. You know what I value most, Salomon, don't destroy it."
"Okay, I'll go to MI6 to find Mycroft Holmes, and use his younger brother as a condition. Sherlock Holmes is also entering school. But I think a black team formed by the CIA or the US Congress is more likely.
Anyone knows that Britain is run by Americans... I promise I will solve this problem peacefully, no murder, no bloodshed, I promise."