"Good afternoon, Peanut Butter. Good afternoon, Cheshire Cat. I'm glad you could bring her here." Lara Croft picked up the round, light yellow fur ball next to the Cheshire Cat and kissed her intimately.
The ground rubbed her face. As an experimental product of the Tianjian Space Station, Salomon warned her that this animal's IQ far exceeds that of most canines. It can not only understand human language, but also respond accordingly.
Action. But in Lara Croft's eyes, this was a golden retriever puppy that was just born and only a few days after weaning. It was not even as heavy as a Cheshire cat.
Regardless of the golden retriever pup's uniqueness, she named the puppy Peanut Butter. Salomon clearly stated that the name was derived from the character in "Jack Horseman", but he has not yet said anything.
In the end, Joan of Arc drove her away on the grounds of "low emotional intelligence". However, Lara Croft later received a piece of software, and the information in the software came from the chip in the puppy's brain. As a dog with a brain computer
The interface dog, Peanut Butter, although unable to speak, can convert emotions into language that humans can understand through the hidden brain-computer interface. "Good boy, do you want to swim? No, that is the sea, you can only
Swim in the inflatable pool, otherwise any octopus can eat you." She lowered her voice, fearing that her childish words would be heard by others. But fortunately, the owner and mistress of the isolated island castle and the woman named Athena
The woman was busy applying sunscreen and chatting, and had no time to look at her. "Would you like a swimming ring, good dog?"
She was grateful that the property had everything, including an inflatable bath for the baby. The golden retriever pup named Peanut Butter was obviously very excited about swimming, and her tail was wagging rapidly, as if she understood Laura.
Crawford's words are the same. In fact, she really understands. As an experimental subject of psychological indoctrination technology, Peanut Butter understands and can recognize nine human languages and perform nine-digit calculations. However, mental indoctrination still requires post-training.
Otherwise she could easily forget the knowledge that was engraved directly into her neuronal circuits.
"Would you like to swim too, Cheshire Cat?"
The Cheshire Cat glanced at her sideways, then raised his paws to shake off the wet sand, and walked away without looking back.
It was his job today to deliver this annoying cub from the Oxfordshire estate. For a cat, this kind of work has exceeded the work limit it set for itself. It is really tired of this all-time
Stay an excited animal, because Peanut Butter always tries to lick it, making its hard-groomed hair messy and full of dog saliva.
No matter how unhappy it is, the Cheshire Cat plans to find Dinah to make an appointment for a bathing service, using its owner's favorite shower gel. It really doesn't want to walk around with the smell of dog saliva, and then it will not only be a bear cub in the forest.
, even the goats and Pegasus in the stable would laugh at it. This is something that the Cheshire Cat's arrogant self-esteem will never tolerate. It cannot tolerate the canine pup surpassing itself in family status - in this family
Among the permanent population, it considers itself to be second only to its master and the two witches. Even the human cub Milia must obey its command, otherwise Milia will not know how to open the refrigerator at all.
I don’t know how to choose delicious food, and I can’t learn to store food to prevent others from finding it.
The long cold winter is coming, and without it, Milia might starve to death!
This is the importance of the great Cheshire Cat, which ordinary people simply cannot understand!
Lara Croft doesn't know what's going on in the head of the cat with its head held high.
"Okay, cats hate water, I know it now." Lara Croft shrugged and looked at Melia, who was building a sandcastle with wet sand next to her. Not surprisingly, the master and mistress here were a bit agitated.
Private activities were going on, so she could only temporarily work as a caregiver to prevent the child from seeing those embarrassing scenes. However, her swimsuit was not much better. Under the instigation of the witches, she actually wore it
Wearing this swimsuit that also didn't cover much area, she was so shy that she could only wrap herself in a bath towel. Equally bold was the evening dress chosen by the witches for her. Although there were only a few people, they still wanted to wear it.
There's a party going on, but Lara Croft still doesn't think it's appropriate to wear a black evening gown with a hip-high slit.
"I didn't know that famous street superheroes could be afraid of pain." Daisy Johnson looked at the woman wearing a mask and chuckled. Even if she couldn't see her face clearly, she could see the black eyes under the medical staff's eyes.
What do the eye circles mean? "You are the last S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to return to Earth. You must undergo a comprehensive examination to ensure that cosmic rays have not caused you harm."
"It seems you know a lot about us." Daisy Johnson narrowed her eyes, "What else do you know?"
"We are not talking about business here, Athena." Although she was lying on the blanket and receiving the service of Salomon applying sunscreen, Bayonetta still had the energy to warn, "It is vacation time now, and he doesn't have much time to stay here."
Here, Joan of Arc...can you stop playing games?"
"But I don't think I can find a market for Greek rosin wine. Apart from the Greeks, not many people like to drink that stuff." Salomon lowered his head and continued what he was doing, "This will be another blitz. Greece
The government's fourth-generation aircraft are completely unable to deal with my void fighters. The premise is that NATO is not determined to join the war. Unless I go to the White House to take charge, this kind of thing is very likely to happen. Now in the mouths of the European and American media, my image is not very good, Constant
Ding also plans to execute several media organizations for fabricating fake news... According to some people, I am seriously ill now and may die at any time."
Daisy Johnson turned her head angrily. "Okay." The medical staff put a band-aid on the needle site. "Before you board the shuttle, your physical examination report will be sent to your mobile phone. In addition,
One sentence, don’t put sexy selfies on your iPhone, even in the cloud. We broke it easily. For the sake of being a woman, I remind you to be more careful next time.”
"Want to meet new friends, Millia? This is Miss Peanutbutter, you can touch her. Why are you back again, Cheshire Cat... Oh, you are quite jealous."
Although they didn't get along for a long time, as the head coach of the spacewalk course, Pietro Maximov obviously got along well with the SHIELD agents. Perhaps Wanda Maximov sensed that his blood relatives had too soft hearts.
, he was assigned to this uncontested position, but Pietro meant nothing to it and even enjoyed it.
"I have to praise you for your very clever layout of Greece."
He was all smiles when he talked about this.
"Shut up, Pietro." Maya Hansen rolled her eyes again. Pietro Maximov shut up immediately. He knew how important the biologist in front of her was. It was said that the emperor personally taught her many genetic engineering
Knowledge, even the birth of the genetically modified warriors today is due to her efforts. Although none of them have a position of political influence, Maya Hansen's ability and importance are enough for many high-ranking officials to court her. Pietro is here
Not only is it to supervise Dinah Johnson and prevent her from causing damage to the space station, but the more important task is to protect Maya Hansen. This work is also carried out by a guard outside the door. "Take her to the apron.
I believe she misses the Earth very much. If she doesn’t leave, she will launch herself back to the Earth. A launch without a return capsule.”
"If you wanted to die, we would have thrown you into outer space long ago." Pietro Maximov crossed his legs and stared at the stern eyes of the medical staff while eating potato chips in this almost sterile environment. "
That was the most cruel death penalty I have ever seen. A week ago, a Yankee disguised as a German drilled a hole in the space station and tried to cause damage to the space station. The space station court held a trial, and the final verdict was that the idiot was put away from here.
Launch back to Earth...I mean, direct launch, no return capsule."
"I also know...oh, I almost let it slip." Pietro Maximov shook his head proudly, "Ha, crappy agent, do you really think I will tell everything?"
"You'll find out when you return to Earth." Pietro Maximov laughed loudly, "I remember that the lighthouse base can receive external TV signals, right?"
Athena pretended to be serious, so much so that the witches looked at her strangely, as if the cornflake-sized covering cloth did not have any influence on her will. This was indeed the case, ever since she took over Salomon's education.
, she asked the latter more than once to experience the beauty of the human body like marble sculptures, and the best sample is herself. Even the witch does not know that there are many Salomon in her apartment using her body as a template.
Work of art. Except when she borrowed the razor and Salomon a few dozen minutes ago, she rarely showed shyness.
"When will you set off, my dear?" said Athena. "I will put on your armor."
"you……"
"His ha——"
"Stop teasing her, Pietro." The medical staff rolled their eyes. "Stand up, Ms. Johnson. The drone will conduct a final overall scan of you and conduct a quick diagnosis. I will not prescribe you."
Prescription drugs will not prescribe opioids to you, so just give up. It is forbidden to abuse this kind of thing, unless you have cancer due to cosmic rays."
Joan of Arc pushed her sunglasses up on her forehead with a serious expression, "If I don't play games, what would I do on the beach?"
"I think she's in good health, Ms. Hansen."
"How do I know you won't use my genetic samples to do bad things?" Daisy Johnson muttered. No matter how she complained, the facts could not be changed. Even Agent Coulson had to let her and another alien
, Elena Rodriguez, nicknamed "Yoyou", delayed her return to the lighthouse base. "You have killed so many agents, and now you come to express your goodwill to me. Don't you think it's too late?"
She pointed to the nearby van and the cables connected from the van to here. Monitors, game consoles, controllers and other things she needed were all there. There was even an ice bucket filled with ice cubes and water, with two sticks plugged into it.
High-end champagne. Before the beach bar was built, all alcoholic drinks could only be taken from the wine cellar of the isolated island castle, but this was enough to satisfy Joan of Arc's appetite.
Daisy Johnson wrinkled her nose, "You're making up stories again."
"It's so reassuring," Daisy Johnson muttered, standing up for a quick drone scan.
"The Greek government will never hand over the Greek Catholic militia, and it is impossible to hand it over. The control of the Antioch armed forces is in the hands of other countries, but the Greek government cannot deny its relationship with this organization. This is a good excuse for war.
"
The diplomatic department didn't even bother to refute such boring remarks. Only the Praetorian Order would take it upon themselves to arrange an assassination because they cared too much about him. Constantine would consider the diplomatic impact, so he didn't need to care too much about the Praetorian Order.
The plan was formulated, taking into account the large amount of information in SHIELD's database, and there was no need for Constantine to solve the problem himself. There were many people who wanted to exchange their lives for that information.
"That's not my business, I just saw it on Wanda's data pad." Pietro shrugged, "You don't want the intelligence department to delete those photos, Victoria Hand from the Legal Department...she's not easy to talk to.
She insists that there are details and information that have not yet been discovered in all the photos. Isn’t this your SHIELD’s usual approach? Why are you so shy when it’s your turn?”
"Ah!" Daisy Johnson couldn't help shouting, "It hurts!"
"Aha, I won't say anything anymore."
"You see?" he asked, "I really don't have much time."
Her face turned red instantly. "You...you saw it?"
She was certain that if she and Milia were not present, the witches might not even have to wear clothes.
"Although it's rude to say this, I did see that your hacker ex-boyfriend took a lot of photos." Pietro Maximov nodded, "Hey... don't get excited, you don't want to be forced.
Inject a sedative? I won't let you cause damage to the space station, do you understand?"
"Haha, it's so funny." Daisy Johnson said dryly, "I'm leaving now. I want to leave with Yoyo. This is the order Coulson gave me before he left."
"Ms. Hansen." The Guardsman lowered his head.
"Project 3.2, the report will be handed over to the Praetorian Order." Maya Hansen took off her mask and blinked hard with her tired and dry eyes. She looked at the noisy Daisy Johnson and Pietro Maximov walking away.
From behind, he said in a hoarse voice, "When is my vacation?"
"It's been less than a month since your vacation. But if you want to take a vacation, no one will stop you." The Imperial Guard said, "Have you taken your medicine on time? The red medicine will help you recover physically and mentally. I
The Lord also needs your wisdom."
"Of course, of course. I look forward to more samples." Maya Hansen nodded boredly. The emperor refused to share with her the entire manufacturing process and knowledge of the genetically modified warriors of the Imperial Army. She only understood one organ out of millions of processes.
In the absence of an overall blueprint, this knowledge cannot form a system and naturally loses its usefulness. "It's about to start, isn't it?"