Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 82 82. Whistle

The bad news for Mentos is devastating.

Looking for useful memories in a memory that lasts ten thousand years is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But if you want the intensive surgery to be complete, you have to go ahead like this.

Taking into account Mentos's estimation, if Lan wants to receive memories, he must also consider the stability of his personality and the endurance of his brain.

Then time for recuperation is indispensable.

Calculated, even if the hundreds of years after the death of the demon hunter were used in "memory exploration", the effect would probably be only a drop in the bucket.

Lan En, who received good news and then bad news, first nodded to Aaliya and comforted the panicked little girl.

After a moment of silence, my brain was thinking.

Only then did he talk to Mentos again in his mind.

"First a question, Mentos."

"Please tell me."

“Does the People’s Federation Education Law stipulate what children must learn and what they cannot learn?”

Biological Brain's tone was stagnant, as if he didn't expect Lan En to ask such a question.

But it has always been deeply rooted in the provisions of the Education Law in its underlying system.

So I answered fluently now.

"The People's Federation Education Law stipulates some compulsory subjects, and some illegal knowledge that is prohibited from being spread. The specific catalog is."

A long list of directories refreshed on Lan En's retina, like a waterfall of data.

The human eye cannot react at all.

Lan En pinched the bridge of his nose and said helplessly.

"Let me ask simply, Mentos. [Combat] and [Biochemistry Knowledge], are they considered learnable items? Can the academic achievements obtained in these two items be used as a basis for me to carry out academic examinations and thereby enhance my biological brain power? Credentials?”

Lan En's idea is simple.

The subjects of human body enhancement surgeries are usually warriors, so there must be no shortage of memories about [combat].

And due to the inherent characteristics of this gene seed, [biochemical knowledge] has also been carried forward by all generations of space warriors, and it is also its own goal.

Grab something from the sea of ​​10,000-year memory and use it as learning material.

Then, pass the academic proficiency test, obtain advanced intellectual brain permissions, and open up more computing power limits, until Mentos has the ability to turn messy memories into a retrieval search engine.

Then you can study, take exams, and upgrade more efficiently.

Isn’t this a virtuous cycle?

"Woo"

Even when the computing power was greatly occupied, Mentos's voice still sounded a bit astonished.

This BUG is probably impossible to get out of it.

"The [Combat] project is a project of the People's Alliance Military Academy and will not be opened if the brain is not connected to the military academy. [Biochemical Knowledge] is classified under the Ministry of Medicine and the Ministry of Scientific Development and will not be opened without registration."

The 'registration' here, in the environment of the People's Federation of China, may be done by just checking a checkbox and informing.

But for Lan En? If you give me a local area network, I will be happy for the rest of my life!

But if you have an active mind, there are ways to play with an active mind.

Lan En: "[Combat] is controlled, which is normal. But what about [spectating battle], or [ritual battle]?"

Looking at the appearance of the Space Marine in my memory just now, Lan En doesn't believe it at all if you say he doesn't know how to watch battles.

That guy has developed a sense of "beauty" deep into his bones!

And based on what we just learned today about the genetic characteristics of the gene seeds, 80% of the legion named [Emperor's Children] should be masters of combat arts!

Mentos: "These two projects are more often classified as sub-projects of [Performance] or [Etiquette], and are indeed not restricted."

"So, my current brain operation mode is [Alien Survival]. Living in a dangerous and unfamiliar alien environment, I use my extremely high talent to self-study [Biochemical Knowledge] to ensure my own survival and development. This situation is very common in human beings. Is this unacceptable?"

Mentos was silent for a while, seemingly searching for bills related to education law in Logic.

".[Alien Survival Mode] has successfully bypassed the restricted knowledge dissemination regulations stipulated in the fifth subparagraph of Article 74 of the Education Law, and the [Biochemical Knowledge] learning permission is open to the subject."

Somehow, Lan En felt that he could hear toothache in the tone of a biological brain.

I guess this must be an illusion.

Okay, the learning strategies for the long term in the future have been sorted out.

And I also have a reasonable explanation for my current impulse to improve myself to perfection.

The implantation of gene seeds has come to a complete conclusion.

It has only been an hour since the gene seeds were installed in the body, and the increase in resistance to toxicity has already been so outrageous.

Lan En felt that as the time for the gene seeds to blend in with the body increased, even if other enhanced organs had not yet been implanted, his body should undergo more powerful changes.

For example, the amount of magic power reserves in the body.

A witcher's magic reserve is different from that of a warlock, and mainly depends on the strength of his body.

Except for the Griffin School, most schools do not have the magic power reserves to release two seals in a row.

Just like Lan En's last overdraft.

Although it had only been less than an hour now, Lan En felt like his magic power was recovering.

This feeling usually occurs after using the seal.

And he hasn't used magic for a long time.

This is the new magic filling the upper limit of improvement.

The changes that gene seeds bring to the body remain to be observed in the long term.

But first, Lan En was going to tidy up the room.

"Huh-Alia, come here and help me."

Lan En let out a long breath. After hard work and struggle, a goal was achieved. This sense of accomplishment was intoxicating.

He stood up from the bed and handed the broom placed in the corner to the little girl.

He began to gather his surgical equipment and the hotel furniture that he had moved away.

He has not forgotten the reason why he ran out of Aretusa and came to the Yinlu Tavern for gene seed implantation.

He doesn't want to attract attention.

The blood stains on the ground were not too big because [Swallow] stopped the bleeding in time. Lan En planned to order some oily dishes down there later.

Come back and pour oil on the blood stain to blur it, then cover it with dust and carpet.

The same goes for the roof, except that you can only pay more for cleaning on the bed and tell the boss that you accidentally cut your hand.

"You followed our plan, right, Aria? Very good. Is there anything unusual downstairs?"

While Lan En was moving the furniture, he asked Aria if it attracted any attention.

Although the little girl comes from a noble family, she does her work without any hassle.

The broom dances very fast.

"Ahem! No, nothing. Just like you said, this is just an ordinary day in the Yinlu Tavern. No one knows that there will be a demon hunter doing mysterious alchemy upstairs in this ordinary day. Technique."

"Being ordinary is a better cover than staying away from people when you leave no trace."

Lan En emphasized his point of view to the girl again.

In the preparations for the gene seed implantation, the thing that I put the most thought into and left the most traces on was the magic potion.

But even in Aretuza, Lan En seemed to be making potion preparations for the future battle.

After a while, except for the strong smell of blood, the hotel room was completely restored to its original state.

The blood stains and fishy smell on the bedding can also be explained by Lan En's bloody hands.

The witcher and the little girl relaxed.

"Everyone in the hotel was acting normal? Including the team of Skellige guards?"

To be cautious, Lan En confirmed with the little girl again.

Aaliya nodded naturally during the first half of the sentence.

"Everyone was normal. The bartender who was good at telling stories also gave me a glass of beer with butter and caramel. Along with the meal, I was full. But..."

When saying this, Lan En nodded casually, and at the next moment, the girl's words made those amber cat eyes suddenly shrink into a line!

"Where is Skellige? This is just a tavern. How can there be guards? At most, they are just gangsters."

what are you saying.? !

No escort? !

Before Lan En could escape from the sudden chaos of thoughts, a melodious and mysterious whistle came from the corridor outside the door.

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