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date="2021-11-08"

title="Chapter 68: Insatiable Greed"

weight="146062"

series = ["My Partner was Assigned to me by the Country"]

mode = "manual"

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Bowers has recently developed a hobby, flower arranging. As a serious and rigorous gentleman, Bowers learns everything very quickly. With his elegant aesthetics, the flowers he inserted, who are just beginners, are praised by the teacher.

"Your work makes me suspect that you are not a beginner. You can graduate after three or four classes. I feel that there will be no more to teach you at that time." The teacher projected by the holographic projection is a very elegant Women wear Chinese classic blue cheongsam, and the hem of their clothes is embroidered with beautiful spring orchids. Looking at Bowers’ work, she sighed, “It’s really easy to teach you students like this, but the class hours are less, haha, there’s no way to earn more of your course fees.”

Bowers hired a flower arrangement teacher on the Internet. For a class of 500 stars, the kind of master class, the money spent is worth the money. "The teacher praised, if it weren't for your teaching, I don't know how to match the flowers."

Many things can't be matched randomly when they look good. You have to consider the proportion, the degree of coordination, the type of equipment, and so on. After you learn the basics, you can study it in depth. It is "Master leads the door and practice in the individual". After the flower arrangement teacher and Bowers’ business talked about each other, today’s class is over, the flowers prepared by Bowers are all used up, the housework robot cleans up the table, and the long and clean table quickly only has three pots of flower arrangements with star flowers The focus type is mainly composed of, roses, and carnations, the stacked type is mainly composed of star flowers, phalaenopsis, and perfume lilies, and the overlap type is mainly composed of milky way leaves, sunflowers, and sunflowers. I learned these three methods today. Bowers has a fast absorptive capacity, and he can master it well in one lesson. Tomorrow, he will have another lesson to master the remaining four forms, and the rest of the courses can be in-depth and consolidated.

With Ryan's intervention, the members of this family are all seeking new breakthroughs, rather than being complacent on the old ways. In the future, this family will only get better and better, and the life surrounding Alston will only be more beautiful.

The door was pushed open, and Laura in a black dress walked in. Seeing the flowers arranged by her husband, she praised, "Yes. But there is still something lacking. Don't put it in front of the general."

"Well, I am going to put it in the side hall."

Both husbands and wives with perfectionist tendencies reached an agreement. But there are still things that disagree, and Laura doesn’t understand, "Why put those people in"

"It's not good to put it outside and yell at others to watch a joke."

"But it affects the general's mood." Laura disapproved.

Bowers laughed, looked at his wife and said, "Why do you want the general to see them."

"You mean"

"Wait for Ryan to come back."

Laura raised her eyebrows, "Let him take care of these things"

"Otherwise" Bowers told the housework robots to put these flower arrangements where they should go, and then said, "The general is now in a special body and can't bother with these trivial matters. Ryan is the general's husband. Some things should be taken care of, just Take it for me to test him. We only serve the Dalton family, not the owner of this family. In the future, this family will belong to them, and Ryan should take over many things."

"You." Laura shook her head helplessly. Bowers grew up in this family and learned and grew up with the old general. His character also brought the stubbornness and stubbornness of the Dalton family, and he had already accepted it in his heart. Ryan refused to admit, "Bowles, they are very affectionate."

"I know." Bowers hugged his wife, "I know, so I want him to know what the devil the general was like before."

Greed is the biggest culprit in the degeneration of mankind into the devil. The greed is hard to control, the greed is insatiable, and it is the people sitting in the living room. Seven adults, six children under sixteen, and one half-adult twenty-two. The 22-year-old Nana Dalton is this half-adult. In the eyes of the elders, she is a child with little right to speak, but the children can't accommodate her. Wearing a white long dress, she sits with her head hanging down beside her father. The hair covers her profile, making it impossible to see her expression.

"Nana seems to be getting more and more quiet. She is a good girl from the Dalton family. If she is in her own family, she can marry people like Gustav and Bromfield." The longest person here, Ou Ston wanted to call his uncle, and the old man named Uncle Beavis was holding a bone china teacup and drinking black tea pretendingly. He shook his head and regretted, "It's a pity, Beavis, you make mistakes again and again. How many children have been delayed. If you inherit everything in your family, none of your adult children can have a good job. Why is Nana? I spent so much thought on going to the Academy of Fine Arts. You said, right?"

Bivis wanted to talk, feeling that his arm was pinched by his daughter. He stopped talking and smiled instead.

The clan uncle's heart slumped, really despising Beavis, but his mouth coaxed, "You will adopt Xiao Wu from now on, don't forget uncle."

"Uncle, you can't adopt the fifth grade, the generations are in chaos." Beavis said cowardly.

"Hey, look at my memory, Xiao Wu is the younger brother of Alston, then adopt your eldest son, that's just right."

"Grandpa, let me take care of me." A seven or eight-year-old boy was not convinced. He ran to his uncle's side, grabbed his hand and said, "From now on, this house should be mine, mine, Everything that is fun, delicious, and delicious is mine. I told my classmates that I will be a general and live in a big house in the future."

"What nonsense." The clan uncle raised his slap to shake it down, and felt distressed when he was about to touch the child. He took off most of his power and patted the child's ass gently. "The adult said something and asked you to interrupt Well, I'm really disobedient, and I won't buy you sweets when I go home."

"Oh oh oh, grandpa lied to me" the child was slapped and immediately fell to the ground and rolled, crying with thunder and rain, "It's all mine, oooooo, obviously it's mine."

The fifteen- or six-year-old child sitting on the sofa with his legs folded and playing with the handheld gave a contemptuous look at the rolling child. He was still calm, but his eyes completely exposed himself, and he looked at the reception room possessively. It turned out that this big house was like this. The solemn, majestic, and solemn colors looked so beautiful. When he moved in, he opened a big ladder in the guest room of the conference to let the classmates see what it means to be a big family.

"Stab it"

There was a harsh scratching sound, and everyone followed the reputation. A little guy with a runny nose was scratching the wall with a toy, making a sound that irritated the eardrums, and there were more messy lines on the smooth walls in an instant. The child’s parent saw that everyone was looking at his child, and said proudly, "Our child is lively."

Beavis persuaded in a low voice, "It's not good to do this, it's impolite, and it's a compensation."

"My." The child was only three or four years old, wiping his nose with his backhand, and said in a puff, "Here, mine."

"What's wrong with the kid's random scratches? He knows what he needs to be said to be rude." The parent was serious about shortcomings and pointed to the wall with more than a dozen scratches over there for a few minutes. With the wallpaper, just tear it off and repost it. It’s simple."

Beavis opened his mouth to say something, and glared at the eldest sister's arms akimbo and shrank his neck. He was really not a tough character.

The door of the reception room was pushed open, and a housework robot came in with a pot of flowers in his hand. The purple phalaenopsis and the yellow perfume lily were very beautiful against the green leaves. The robot put the flower arrangement on the closet in the reception room and turned to leave. The uncle who was waiting impatiently called out. The uncle big horse Jindao sat on the sofa and asked pretentiously, "What did Alston do? Why don't these elders come down here to meet him and not go out to greet him is already very wrong, and they are still hanging on us now, what does this mean, is it possible to put the elders in their eyes?"

"What do you want from your husband?" The housework robot has a simple program. It does housework. The clan uncle said a bunch of things to the deaf.

The clan uncle felt a little uncontrollable on his face, and kicked angrily, "What is it, a dogged thing, don't hurry up, call Alston over."

"Attack attack attack"

The housework robot that fell on the ground repeated it three times. It stood up and looked at everyone with its long bright yellow eyes, as if scanning these people's faces into the program. It will become the key guard object in the home in the future. After the scan, the housekeeping robot left and brought the door to him.

The clan uncle thought he had found his face, and sat back with a sigh of relief, "It's really a shame, I have to scold him when Auston comes."

Nana, who had been silent, raised her head slightly. In her sight, the window that had been open was closing, and the door of the room seemed to have become more tightly closed. She squeezed her father's arm firmly to prevent him from speaking. Beavis hugged his shivering daughter and sat in silence. He had always been so character anyway, no one would care.

Ryan and Mikeya, who were far away at the Imperial Mecha Research Institute in Adam City, stood in front of a light screen, touching the light screen from time to time to adjust the design drawing. Mikeya opened up the highest authority to him, and the wolf-type mecha, which was kept secret to the outside world, almost unreservedly. Presented in front of Ryan. He watched carefully, nodding from time to time, very delicate design.

Mike Ya got Ryan’s affirmation. I don’t know why joy emerged from the depths of his heart. He smiled and said, “Emperor Qin Feng Anderson mentioned the idea of ​​animal-type mecha in the manuscript, and there is also a design drawing. After 20 years of inspiration, the design drawing finally took shape. Construction began 28 months ago. Every part and every piece of metal plate was made independently in this laboratory, using skilled workers, even if it was In this way, the construction speed is still not fast, and many problems have appeared in the middle, and we have overcome them one by one."

"It's not easy." The things he wrote on the manuscripts are imaginative and unrealistic. Ideas that are divorced from reality and fundamental are everywhere. Later generations have achieved the present state with only a few words on the manuscripts and sketches with no practical meaning. Ryan sighed, it was not easy.

I am happy, Macya has worries. It is the problem of the same frequency between the animal-based nerve center and the human nerve. After hundreds of tests, the same frequency has increased from 15 to 5555 after continuous modification and adjustment, simulation testing and improvement. , The leapfrog data improvement looks glamorous, but it is not enough to be used in actual combat. If there is no more than 90, don’t want to put it on the battlefield, you can’t put it into the army. Then the wolf-type mech made is a pile of scrap iron. , Worthless.

Mikeya expressed his worries, "The adjustment of the nerve center has entered a bottleneck. I overturned more than a thousand design drafts, but I never found a better solution. If I still can't find it, the costly wolf mecha It can only be put on hold temporarily, alas." It is very difficult to declare and approve the funds. He is more than 300 years old. Emperor Qin Feng Anderson has become the dust of the universe at his age. How old he can live is completely unknown. , I don’t know if he can see the wolf mech shine on the battlefield when he is alive.

He saw Ryan moving quickly to slide the design on the light screen, as if he was looking for something, and immediately thought that Ryan was looking for a design for the nerve center. Wolf-type mechas are biological mechas. There are differences in materials and assembly between biological mechas and ordinary mechanical mechas, but the most important thing is the difference in the nerve center. The nerve center determines whether a mecha is a real creature. Mecha. McYath took a moment, raised his arm and pressed a few times on the personal terminal. After granting certain permission, he waved his arm in the direction of the light screen, and several drawings appeared in the small corner of the light screen, piled together. The icon flashes, as if to remind you that a new drawing is coming.

Ryan's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Mikeya, who showed a candid smile. After these drawings were shown to Ryan, the core secret of his biggest research achievement, the biological mecha, was truly unreserved and revealed to Ryan. Later he There are almost no secrets in front of Ryan.

"Goss did this, and I appreciate it." Ryan couldn't say anything but grateful.

After Macya did this, he was relieved. He had a hunch that Ryan would be able to do it when he couldn't finish it. Ryan not only has youth as his capital, but also has a large amount of knowledge in his mind as a backing. What is the problem? As long as he gives some time here, it certainly won't be a problem. After meeting with Ryan the day before yesterday, McAjah was puzzled, jealous, and even madly thinking about digging out Ryan's brain for research, but the disordered mind calmed down. He stopped exploring Ryan's secrets and took the initiative to seek Ryan's help. Macya knows that he is already old and that he has opened up so many stages. The future is a young man. Why should he go to explore the secrets of Ryan? Even if he is reborn by Emperor Qin Feng, as long as he can help himself Just go one step further.

Therefore, it happened that Ryan came to the c1003 laboratory.

Ryan didn't know that Mikey had flipped through so many thoughts in his mind in an instant, and even almost guessed his true origin, otherwise he would have said that it was dangerous. He clicked on the blueprints sent by McAxin. Six or seven thousand design drawings flooded in like waves. He did not panic because of the huge number and the complexity of the content. After the final draft, followed by a large number of revisions, this is a treasure trove for him.

The biological mecha is like this

Adjusting this, that, and this on the mechanical mecha is really clever.

Why didn’t I think of adding these to the neural components?

Unexpectedly, a simple change can increase the same frequency, amazing, amazing.

Ryan is brainstorming, his eyes are focused and bright, absorbing new knowledge frantically.

Ryan and Mikeya are standing on the main console in the northeast corner of the c1003 laboratory. They cannot enter without certain permissions. It is a place that many researchers present dream of. Being able to follow Master Mikeya to the console proves that it is the entire research. The core personnel of the institute have great authority, know more, pay higher, and are respected by the world

"who's that person"

"I don't know, I have never seen it before"

"Could it be from another research institute?"

"I don't know, but I don't think it is like. I can be personally received by the master, not ordinary people. Why haven't we seen it at yesterday's meeting? Yesterday's meeting gathered well-known scholars from all over the country."

"You are right, it is a rich second generation, rich third generation."

"Come on, do you think our master is a person who fears and favors the powerful? Serra is so dead, kneeling in front of the master and hysterically asking the master to show him the core blueprint of the nerve center, but the master didn't give it. La Ke is a direct line of Bromfield, that is the top giant of the empire."

"You are right, ordinary rich second generations and three generations can't enter the eyes of our master."

So, who is the man who is standing next to the master?

This is a secret for the time being. Neither Ryan nor McAyer are in the mood to confuse others. They are discussing the design of the nerve center in full swing. McAyer tells Ryan about the problems and troubles he has encountered, and Ryan has heard it. With the new idea, he called up a blank drawing on the light screen and started drawing, almost half of it was done in one go, and then he stopped writing.

Mike Ya "" didn't dare to interrupt, he took a sigh of relief. Seeing that Ryan hadn't planned to write, he was about to suffocate himself to death. The advantage of being older is that it’s better to nurture the Qi. After taking a few deep breaths, he adjusted it, and Mikeya yelled softly, "Ryan"

"Um"

"Why don't you paint anymore" is not because you want to hide it, how are young people like this nowadays, ah, ah, ah, ah, it's so uncute.

Ryan didn't want to hide his privates. He directly expressed his confusion, "Look at how to place this neuron to make it better. My idea is that this will only block the same frequency and will not achieve the purpose of improvement."

Mike Ya instantly threw away his dissatisfaction and threw himself into the discussion. "How did you think about this? I never knew it could be arranged like this. If you do, it will reduce the efficiency of the operation. But if you put the neuron in this position, you can improve the stability, and the increase in stability is really amazing. "

Ryan spent a pleasant day at the Imperial Research Institute. He stopped working at 3 o’clock in the afternoon and was ready to return home. When he left, Mike Ya gave him a hard drive. Needless to say, there must be those drawings in the hard drive. For mutual benefit, Ryan will help. Mike Ya solves the problem. Not only the hard disk, Mike Ya changed the temporary access card number 003 to a long-term access card. Ryan can use this access card to enter and leave the institute anytime and anywhere as long as he wants.

This is tantamount to treating Ryan as a member of the research center in disguise, without an organization, but with Macia’s approval.

When leaving, Ryan did not ask Mike Ya to send him away, but went out by himself, activated the robot Xiaoliu, and walked another way under the guidance of Xiaoliu. On the way back, a figure stumbled past Ryan. The man buried his head and looked at the drawing, and didn't know who was passing by.

Ryan recognized who the man was, Serra Bromfield. Unlike the one seen on Xingtian Ship, Serra at this moment was completely devoid of glamour and arrogance, her arrogant expression became stubborn and persistent, and she rolled her eyes nervously, as if she wanted to see through the blueprints in front of her. His expression is wrong, which has caused a great change in his mental outlook. He is only in his seventies according to the age of the empire. This is still a young man with white hair on his temples and fine lines on the corners of his eyes. Now Serra goes out. Many people who worked with him on the Xingtian Ship could not recognize him.

Ryan didn't turn around to look, his footsteps were not chaotic, and he continued to move forward. It was just an insignificant enemy. He was punished when he did what he shouldn't. Ryan never pityed his enemy.

At the door, the robot Little Six said in a childish voice, "It is a pleasure to serve Mr. Smith, and I look forward to seeing you next time."

"Thank you Xiaoliu." Ryan squatted down, touched Xiaoliu's neck with his hands for a while, and then patted his head, "See you next time."

Little Six's headlight flickered. After watching Ryan's back getting smaller and smaller until he couldn't see it, Little Six moved to the very edge of the reception robot, hid it inside, and entered standby.

Adam City is a short distance from Eve City, an hour’s drive away, and there are several cities in between. Adam was the former capital city. However, because the cluster of universities and scientific research institutions have lost its political significance, the government found another way. Make Eve City the new capital city. Arriving in Eve city and going home soon, Ryan did not go home directly, but stayed in the city center for a while, went to the largest dessert shop in the capital city, and bought the best-selling desserts of the season and the best-selling classic old models. Ston must have never eaten the dessert here, and brought it home for him to taste.

Ryan also tasted it himself. After eating it, he might be able to crack the secret recipe. If Alston likes it, he will make it at home, hehe.

It was 4:50 pm when I arrived home. Ryan, who had delivered the desserts to the kitchen, paused after listening to what Bowers said. Is the door running away?

"I must have thought about it." But those people stimulated the robot's defense mechanism. The main action was regarded as an enemy by the housework robot and locked in the reception room. The material of the reception room could not be destroyed by simply relying on hands and feet. Bowers didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this. He even said, "There are enough tea and water pipes, unlimited snacks, and toilets, which are completely enough for their survival."

"Well, it's good." The arrangement was very proper, and Ryan couldn't fault it. It should be for these people to calm down in the room, "Does Alston know?"

"The general has no knowledge."

"That's good." Ryan washed his hands, didn't even change his clothes, and walked through a series of rooms such as the atrium living room, the study, the main small reception room, the gym, etc., and passed through a long corridor to the remote reception room. , This reception room has a direct external door to enter and exit, no need to go through the atrium. Compared with other reception rooms in the main house, it is not the smallest, but the conditions are definitely not the best. Standing at the door and listening, Ryan did not hear any strange noises. The material is really good.

Say "Unlock the restrictions" to the robot guarding the door.

"Danger, Danger, Danger"

"It's not dangerous anymore, let it go."

"Yes." The robot program starts, the danger mechanism is removed, and the door can be opened normally.

Ryan gave in, and took Powers by the way, otherwise the two of them must be taken down by the person inside who wants to rush out. The door slammed open, and the people inside were caught off guard and rolled down the floor. The old man pressed down on the bottom let out a painful wailing, and his internal organs were about to come out when he pressed it down.

Everyone was in a rush, and finally sat down in the small reception room again. The people who came to take the initiative to be guests except for the two fathers and daughters of Beavis, everyone else looked at Ryan and Bowers angrily. Ryan was in the first place, and Bauer. Si was standing next to him. The former looked at the crowd with a gentle smile, while the latter had a lack of expression and didn't even want to give a look.

Ryan didn't look like a bad person, he seemed to be on the side of the visitor. He glanced at the painted wall, and smiled deeper, "Who painted that? It makes it very unique."

The little boy who was held by his parents broke free and raised his hand actively, "It's me, it's me."

"Why are you doing this"

"Why not do it"

Ryan smiled, "You are right."

"The child is ignorant, so I just drew it twice. It's nothing, just change the wallpaper." Seeing that Ryan was kind, she couldn't help but relax when she was sitting on the sofa with her back stiff. "The child is more active. It's normal, boys who inherit the family business, haha."

Ryan smiled and beckoned the child to come to him. The child bounced forward, and his mother was too late to catch it. When the kid came, Ryan asked, "Do you know that it's wrong to paint casually on the walls of other people's homes?"

"My family" the kid blurted out, "My, just paint"

"Oh" Ryan raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd, only to see disapproval in some people's eyes but did not see that it shouldn't be, but embarrassment and shame were revealed in the eyes of the girl nestling beside Beavis.

"Mom said, this is mine. I just need to be the son of the hapless general."

Ryan's eyes were cold, "Unlucky General"

The child's parents became fidgety, and even the old man sitting next to Ryan began to panic. Some things were just discussed in private, how could they be brought to the table. But obviously, the kid doesn’t care about this. He cleverly breaks his fingers and repeats what Mom and Dad said at home, "Damn things, occupy the pit and don’t shit, the broom star of the father and mother, ah, you Hurt me"

Ryan had no tenderness on his face, and his eyes were colder than Bing. He looked up at the parents, and gave the rest of the light to the others. His voice was still gentle, as if the devil took out a red apple to tempt him, and slowly said, "Children The painting talent is very good, you can't waste it, you know, you must paint casually in the future, on all kinds of beautiful walls, the more beautiful and beautiful the more you want to paint, so that more people can see your work, you know"

The child's eyes brightened and he nodded excitedly.

"Ah" was the scream of the child's mother, who rushed to Ryan and took the child back.

Ryan's face without temperature has a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, which looks like a smile, but it is more cool than anger. He looked at everyone here, he didn't mind getting rid of them slowly today.

Seeing the arc of Ryan's mouth, everyone was so frightened that they didn't pant.