Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 249, the person who bears everything
"The latter thing has been promoted by many parties, and now the society has a relatively high tolerance for its use, and a consensus has been reached. There is no problem with using it, and it will not cause any impact..."

Seeing this long-winded, long-winded explanation, Zhang Baoren asked: "Even if it is the latter, the accuracy of the mental detector can reach more than 97%, how can I avoid it?"

Teacher Yun pointed at him when he heard the words, "Have you forgotten the martial arts you practiced? Although the 7 major glands of human hormones are located in the body, they directly point to the spirit. The influence and exploration of the spirit are the true meaning of this martial arts. Mental testing is nothing more than that."

Entering the door in this way is regarded as passing, but it is not over yet. The trouble begins after actually entering the door.

Zhang Baoren said: "First of all, my ultimate goal is to obtain the key to the dream related to Fo Neng He Bai.

"But a chef obviously doesn't have the qualifications to walk around in the residence at will. He might stay in the kitchen like Chu Xiang, or even worse, he can't even see people. In this case, what should he do?" How to find the key, you can't expect it to find it by yourself."

"Why not?"

The female researcher in a white coat said: "The essence of the key or the node of the thinking field is the object that entrusts the magnetic field of the thought.

"The key commemorative coins, kitchen knives, Taoist talisman, photos, and rings we have obtained so far, except for the Taoist talisman, which is a hard work of work, are basically things that we often play with and carry with us.

"Although Fo Neng He Bai also has the identity of a researcher and his level is not low, it is impossible for him to put all his thoughts on a certain result, and it is very likely that it is also a certain belonging.

"As long as you get close to him, you can resonate with him and find him."

Zhang Baoren asked, "But how to get close?"

An oriental beauty suddenly appeared in a specially tailored moon-white dress with a plain face facing the sky like a lotus flowering out of water.

She smiled slightly at Zhang Baoren.

"According to my understanding, when people in the upper class usually eat, sometimes they don't just eat, but also talk to the chef about today's dishes, some stories about the dishes, or chat casually, so that For a better dining experience.

"As the private chef of Fo Neng He Bai, you should also be able to get this kind of opportunity."

Before Zhang Baoren could speak, the fat chef stood up and shook his head.

"There is indeed such a custom in this industry, but if it is in a restaurant, generally only the head chefs with status, or chefs with good cooking skills and famous chefs are eligible for this kind of qualification.

"We don't know what Foneng Hebai's personal chef team is like, but we can certainly not say that there are only one or two people. How can a newcomer have such an opportunity?"

Seeing this, Chu Xiang, who looked like a man and a woman, stood up and retorted, "You are from the perspective of a chef, but don't forget the mind of the person who is really in charge, the person who enjoys all the services.

"First of all, we must understand that the act of eating and chatting is for a better experience. Although Fo Neng Hebai has a special status, he is also a human being, and he will have likes and dislikes.

"So for him, the important thing is not the identity of the chatter, but the joy of the conversation, the interests are different, the words are not speculative, no matter what the status is, there is no interest in talking, and it is out of sight and out of mind.

"But also if you share the same interests, even strangers with different identities can talk together.

"At most, other people carefully agree with this superior person through etiquette and speculation about Fo Neng Hebai's mind, but you..."

Speaking of this, he (she) stared at Zhang Baoren.

"But you know that he is an extreme nationalist. You know what he wants to hear, and you can say it directly in his heart."

Zhang Baoren asked, "But how do I let him know that I am also an Indian nationalist and let him know that I understand him.

"At the very beginning, what was the opportunity to talk to him when I approached him? It is impossible to casually approach him and talk to him about national rejuvenation. That would only be regarded as malicious."

"Nine Songs."

Shao Siming smiled softly, "Foneng·Hebai likes "Nine Songs". Music is the easiest form of art to create resonance. We can use this to create opportunities."

Zhang Baoren nodded, "Now there is an opportunity to get close to Fo Neng He Bai, but there are more important things to come, even if we get in touch and find the key, how can we get it?
"Any item enshrined in the mind is very precious to its owner, how can we secretly get the key from a person with superb martial arts under the supervision of the triple system?
"At the same time, take a step back, if you still can't find the key on it, what should you do?"

Zhang Sandao, an ordinary middle-aged man, "We must be prepared in advance that in the worst case, we can use violent means to overthrow everything."

"And something like this..."

Zhang Baoren looked down at the kitchen knife in his hand. The smooth surface of the knife reflected the silhouette of a young man who looked respectful but couldn't hide his excitement and madness in his pupils.

"Master, as long as I have a legendary sword that can cut through everything, I can cut through many obstacles and get what I want..."

Snapped!
The blade in his hand was shattered, the mirror surface was split and scattered, but an invisible sword light suddenly shot out from the shattered knife, its shadow was not seen, only its meaning could be heard, as if it could cut through everything.

He raised his head and looked at the people around him with different looks, dresses, genders, and ages, and wanted to say something, but when he looked again, there was no one in the empty room.

Zhang Baoren restrained his smile, stayed there for a while as if lost, and then said as if talking to himself, as if promising: "I already know!"

Then he got up, sorted out his clothes, opened the door, and walked out of the bedroom that sealed him off.

Dang Dang, who had been waiting in the living room, greeted him, "Why did you come out? Are you all right?"

"Yeah." Zhang Baoren nodded and smiled, "It's all right now."

Seeing this seemed to be a long sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good..."

Then he stopped in mid-air without saying anything.

Zhang Baoren touched its round head with a smile, "Okay...ok...it's completely fine."

"Well, by the way, how are you doing with what I just told you? How much did you call over there?"

He said in one bite: "A total of 2 was given. I originally tried to give as much as you said, but Sister Wu never accepted it. In the end, I reluctantly sent 2 and made up a whole."

"Well, 2 is 2, and she can last for a while, so we can only do so much."

(End of this chapter)