Soul Mechanic [Interstellar]

[Mu Qiu's special ability]

Facing the look of the little guy's expectation, Mu Qiu nodded involuntarily somehow, and said calmly, "Yes, I am."

No worries, no fear, just like when he faced his only friend in the small dormitory of the imperial capital, he said "I am".

Unexpectedly, the subject this time was only a six-year-old child.

The little guy’s eyes lit up and he looked happier than when I just got snacks. "When I was little, my mother told me every day that if I awakened the talent of the guide, no one could tell. My brother’s mother taught me the same way. Brother?"

"Yes, my elder brother's mother taught me too." Mu Qiu talked with the little guy very seriously, just like treating his peers, "Guide Gore, can you help me keep it secret?"

The little guy promised without hesitation, "Okay, I'm willing to keep it secret, brother guide."

Mu Qiu was amused by this strange name.

Little Gore grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

The sun outside the window is just right. One big and one small spiritual realm is like today's sunshine, warm and peaceful.

—

Next, is the discussion of the "professional" level between the two guides.

Mu Qiu finally had the opportunity to ask a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time: "Gore, can you see the color of Wizard Elsa's mental tentacles?"

The little guy raised his head questioningly, and said in a puzzled way: "You can’t see mental tentacles. The teacher said that mental tentacles don’t exist. It’s just a statement. The guide can perceive by his own ability—as if they really exist same…"

Little Gore recalled Elsa's words in class and repeated them verbatim.

However, they do exist... Mu Qiu said silently in his heart.

Mu Qiu didn't know if it was because the little guy had just awakened and couldn't see it, or only he could see it—this needs further verification.

At this moment, he was a little confused, and there was a vague voice in his mind reminding him that he was special.

But why? Because he has the memory of two lives? Or is it because of... Mom? Mu Qiu subconsciously touched the small mole behind his ear.

When Mu Qiu lost his mind, Little Gore didn't bother sensibly.

When he recovered, the little guy asked quietly, "Brother, can you see Polly?"

"Yes." Now that I have confessed to the little guy, there is no need to hide this.

Little Gore seemed to think about it for a while before he cautiously said: "Polly told me that he wanted to play with his brother, but his brother always ignores it. Doesn't he like it?"

Mu Qiu quickly clarified, "It's not that my brother doesn't like it, but I am afraid that Guide Elsa will know."

Little Gore let out a quiet sigh of relief, then smiled relievedly, and continued to ask: "Can I tell Polly what my brother said? When the teacher doesn't know it."

Mu Qiu was surprised, "Are you trying to knock Wizard Elsa unconscious?"

Little Gore looked at Mu Qiu with a helpless look like a little adult, "It's okay while the teacher is sleeping!"

Well, it must be common sense... In order to avoid exposure, Arrow helped him collect a lot of confidential information, but it was a problem of common sense that he didn't notice.

Mu Qiu's ears were a little burnt, and he quickly changed the subject, "Gore, what about your mental body?"

Little Gore's expression was a little strange, "The teacher said that my spiritual realm is still unstable, so the spiritual body has not yet appeared. I have to wait until I get better-doesn't my brother know?"

"That's it..." Mu Qiu let out a light cough, and shut up altogether.

Little Gore looked at Mu Qiu and suggested sincerely: "Brother, if you have time, you should listen to the class with me."

Uh... Mu Qiu didn't want to admit that he was educated by a six-year-old kid.

—

As soon as Elsa entered the infirmary, she smelled a faint, sweet breath that could not be ignored.

"Is it a raspberry? Are you eating raspberries?" Elsa wrinkled her nose and sniffed in the air.

Little Gore held the smoothie specially set aside in front of Elsa, and said shyly: "Brother made it for the teacher."

"Gore is good." After Elsa praised her, she took over the crystal clear sundae cup. In the transparent cup, the emerald-colored raspberry fruit and the smooth smoothie nested in each other, creating an interesting contrast.

Elsa couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!" She didn't seem to care about the taste.

Well, even in the interstellar age, human beings still haven't gotten rid of the nature of looking at faces. Mu Qiu smiled helplessly.

"It's delicious!" Little Gore smacked his mouth, as if he hadn't eaten enough.

"It looks so good, I can't bear to eat it anymore." Elsa squeezed the pocket spoon and looked left and right, reluctant to start.

"If you don't eat it, it will melt!" Little Gore couldn't help but whispered.

"Um..." Elsa was extremely distressed.

As a man, Mu Qiu really has no similar experience. He suggested very realistically: "There is no need to reluctantly, you can do it again after eating."

Elsa's eyes lit up and she was surprised: "Qiu did it by herself?"

Elsa looked surprised and pleasantly surprised, but Mu Qiu didn't quite understand, "It's not a difficult thing."

"Brother said that if you have breadfruit, you can make cookies..." Little Gore just imagined it, and couldn't help quietly swallowing a big mouthful of water.

"Bread fruit? Daddy's workshop has it! If you need it, you can go and get it now." Elsa looked at Mu Qiu expectantly, "Qiu, can I do it today? Will it be very hard?"

"I can't talk about hard work, but now..." Mu Qiu glanced around in the infirmary, "I can't skip work, right?"

Elsa gave a big smile and said briskly: "Don't worry about autumn, there are no patients today-I just received a video call, the captain took the sentries to the forest to sweep insects, so no one will come over the whole afternoon, we have A full half-day holiday!"

Elsa looked at Mu Qiu expectantly while talking.

Little Gore also learned from his own teacher, with a look of eagerness.

Facing one big and one small pair of twinkling eyes, Mu Qiu couldn't say anything to refuse.

—

Wizard apartment.

In the simple small kitchen, two large and one small three busy figures are reflected on the huge shock-proof wall-Mu Qiu is busy preparing materials, and the other two are busy exclaiming and admiring.

"Autumn, what is this?!" Elsa's sweet voice was full of curiosity.

Mu Qiu leaned out and switched on the solar panels, and said seriously, "This is a flour mill, used to polish breadfruit flour."

"Pulverizer?" Two heads, one big and one small, leaned over, looking up and down curiously.

While checking the buttons, Mu Qiu deliberately slowed down to explain to them:

"Wash the breadfruit clean and put it in from the upper opening. Press the white button to automatically peel it, then grind the pulp into powder and drain it from the lower funnel. The husk comes out from the left, if it needs to be dried. If you do, you have to press the red button again, that's it—"

As Mu Qiu said, he put the prepared breadfruit in, and pressed the two switches in turn, and the half-meter square mill made a faint buzzing sound.

"Wow!" One big and one small exclaimed in unison.

"Is it a nutrient? Daddy said that the nutrient of breadfruit doesn't taste at all, it's ugly." Elsa made no secret of disgust.

"Breadfruit flour can be used to make small biscuits." Mu Qiu didn't intend to hide her personally.

Breadfruit is highly adaptable to the environment and has been widely cultivated in the Federation since it was introduced from the Large Magellanic Cloud two thousand years ago. However, the fault of civilization and the development of artificial intelligence have gradually declined the primitive cooking skills. So far, the consumption of breadfruit has been limited to direct cooking or grinding into powder to make a soft and tasteless nutrient.

In a field practice, Mu Qiu also accidentally discovered that this fist-sized fruit food was ground into flour and dried, and the taste and function were similar to that of ancient earth wheat flour, even softer and more delicious.

Elsa did not continue to question, and at this time her and little Gore's eyes were completely attracted by the working mill.

Seeing the curious look of the two masters and apprentices, Mu Qiu couldn't help but couldn't help but ask: "Want to see how it works?"

"Hmm!" One big and one small nodded at the same time.

It seems that in order to show his eagerness, little Gore also specially added: "It depends! It depends on how it works."

Mu Qiu touched the little guy's head, then flipped a handle switch on the back of the machine.

In the next moment, the outer shell of the pulverizer turned into a little bit of transparency like water stains, and the rollers and gears inside were clearly presented before people's eyes.

"Wow!" followed by a stronger exclamation.

Mu Qiu patiently explained: “This shell is made of bionic ceramics. This kind of ceramics is a material eliminated from the military A-type silent room. It is now widely used in residential buildings and the market price is much cheaper. The shell is made for easy observation. machine malfunction."

"Brother is great!" Little Gore also looked up at Mu Qiu, shining with stars.

"Of course! Qiuqiu is always the best!" The carrot disguised as a pocket robot whispered unwillingly.

"Huh? Brother, I heard someone talking!" Little Gore was stunned for a while, Bu stunned his head to search for the source of the sound.

Elsa was standing next to her, seeming to be aware of it.

Mu Qiu quickly grabbed the dried red fruit and changed the topic, "The mill can not only grind the powder, but also mix the juice and grind the particles. Because we are going to make dried red fruit cookies, we need to mix some dried fruit."

Mu Qiu said while adjusting the gear, "Look carefully..."

The little guy's attention was immediately attracted by the buzzing and spinning machine.

Mu Qiu took the opportunity to throw a warning look at Little Turnip, and the little robot quickly raised his round hand to cover his mouth.

On the other side, Pumpkin also perfectly disguised himself as an ordinary babysitter robot, obtusely following Mu Qiu's instructions.

After that, Mu Qiu demonstrated the use of new energy ovens, rice cookers, stew pots and other kitchen utensils in turn, and explained the advanced aspects of these works one by one with a little pride-he took full earnestness and patience, although The other party is just two guides who have nothing to do with machinery.

Fortunately, he faced two very supportive guides.