I am out of control, I don't have a pattern

Chapter 212 Say hello to my brothers
"Uh... Mr. Li has a son?"

"I'm nineteen years old. Isn't it reasonable to have three sons?"

"..."

As an elite in the police force, Di Huaiying is knowledgeable and believes that Boss Li is right and this matter is in line with Zhou etiquette.

However, he did not congratulate Boss Li on the birth of his baby. He was about to leave for the Japanese Central Administrative District, so he wanted to take the opportunity to ask him if he had any instructions for his trip to Japan.
Boss Li directly took out 50,000 "Guide Dog Xiaobai". Di Huaiying went to Heian-kyō, Japan, and was able to sell them for 1 billion yuan as soon as they landed. With a 10% commission, he earned 100 million yuan.

All are legal.

It doesn't matter whether it is sold to the equipment department of the peacekeeping force for modification or to local tycoons.

Of course, Di Huaiying actually wanted to know if he could get some of the "Black Cat Man" equipment. Although he was an elite in the police force, he came from an ordinary family and was a confident and decent person. So he wanted to get some French fries from the police department... but he couldn't get any.

Don't have that ability.

If you want to establish your own direct troops in the Japanese Central Administrative Region, you have to rely on yourself without a doubt.

His problems now are power, money, equipment and honor. He can only give power and honor.

As for money, there is definitely no such thing. There is only funding from normal channels, and the audit is in the hands of the children of wealthy and powerful families.

He is a piece of shit...

No matter how powerful the Supreme Prime Minister is, this kind of overseas power projection is undoubtedly gilded and cannot be paid too much attention. Therefore, even if Di Huaiying breaks the lower limit and wants to start making a fortune, he can only do it in a side way.

Become the "protective umbrella" of this group or that association.

But there is no doubt that Di Huaiying has no interest in making money through illegal means.

Therefore, only serious business can activate his passion.

As for equipment...there is none.

According to the management regulations of the defeated country's area, bulletproof vests, bulletproof plates, explosion-proof shields and other high-protection equipment are not allowed in the area, and heavy firepower is naturally not needed. Even if it is used, it will be deployed by the garrison and peacekeeping forces.

Over time, this has led to many armed personnel in the rotation units not being able to keep up with the equipment.

It is common to have guns without bullets and firepower without protection, so many bulletproof plates produced by the "American Alliance" have to be purchased directly online by soldiers.

All the former top officials of the public security department of the Wo Nu Central District have failed to resolve the issue of personal protective equipment for all the armed personnel in their headquarters.

Therefore, if you see fully armed soldiers, you don’t have to think about it. In addition to guns, bullets and grenades, the rest from head to toe, including helmets, bulletproof vests, and infantry boots, are all purchased by the soldiers themselves on the spur of the moment.

When the equipment department sends it out, who knows, it might be a pair of slippers.

All Di Huaiying had in his hands was his "official hat" and worthless honors.

Now, Di Huaiying, who came from a poor family, has finally found a completely new path. This path is a bit dark and damp, and it is not the path that decent people would take.

but……

It is a smooth road.

Fifty thousand "Guide Dog Xiaobai" can be directly converted into "loyal wingman" for the front-line peacekeeping forces.

In awe!

At this point, Di Huaiying no longer had any other requests. Just these few things were enough.

He is the elite among the elites!
Not garbage.

So as for other little things, we can talk about them later. And Di Huaiying also said that once he gets familiar with the situation in Ping An Jing, he will definitely strongly support Boss Li's acting career.

There is no way around it. Boss Li is still an excellent actor with first-rate acting skills. People who have seen him will never forget his character.

The two sides had a very pleasant conversation, so they had a meal together. Originally, they called Director Xiao, but he was dealing with the matter of the death of Yang family's private army in the Guanyin Temple, so he did not come.

The place for dinner was in the restaurant of the Tianxie Building. Looking at the mottled bullet holes on the walls of the building, Di Huaiying was filled with emotion: "It is not easy for Mr. Li to do his job."

"It's okay. The risk is a bit high, but the profit is very high."

"Mr. Li, a little token of my appreciation."

Taking advantage of the meal, Di Huaiying took out three small pendants, all made of pure gold, and shaped like identical little gold beans.

Because Su Mengyao was born at the beginning of the new year, the streets are full of golden beans with various meanings. These little golden beans are from the "New Year Series" of a certain jewelry brand.

So Boss Li was so happy that he took out his two sons to show Di Huaiying.

The eldest son couldn't see anything and was sleeping.

When Di Huaiying saw the two big babies, he was shocked, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed in his heart: They are not even one year old? !
He suspected that Boss Li was joking and picked up two one-year-old puppies to fool people, but when he saw that the two big puppies were interacting with Li Jie very familiarly, he knew that they were probably father and son.

The most important point is that the features of these two babies are quite similar to those of their old father.

"Children, say hello to Minister Di."

Li Yi and Li Ya sat up and waved to Di Huaiying in the specially made stroller.

What the hell!

Di Huaiying directly suspected that this might be a cyborg or a robot?
I'm almost experiencing the "uncanny valley effect".

It's scary.

"Okay, hurry up and continue studying. Education should start from childhood. Don't lose at the starting line of life."

"..."

In Di Huaiying's astonished eyes, the baby carriage just went away, went away, and went away...

Until Di Huaiying boarded the plane, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Isn't this scarier than zombies chasing and gnawing at people?!

Boss Li turned around and cut open the three small golden beans that Di Huaiying had given him. He wanted to see if there were any locators or trackers.

Fortunately, no.

But you have to take a look to feel at ease.

"Dad, is this the recovery chamber?"

Li Jie brought Li Yi and Li Ya back to the "Baohuashan Secret Base". He was assembling a new "life recovery chamber". When he heard the questions from the two grown children, he brought the stroller to the assembly drawing.

On the projection screen, Li Jie circled a spot with a laser pen. "This main part is similar to the design of the 'Life Recovery Chamber'. However, this time I want to make a slight upgrade, that is, to see if I can cooperate with the micro-robot to perform a deeper medical function."

"You see, this is the original functional principle. The pattern of nerve signals, cell division and regeneration are all positive and rapid updates. It still belongs to the category of metabolism, just faster. However, this operation can only be performed on the basis of a healthy and normal human body."

"If a cancer patient were to undergo the same operation, he would die quickly because the cancer cells would multiply so fast that it would be completely uncontrollable."

"Of course, there are other ideas. For example, if all the cells in the body are replaced with cancer cells... If they can still survive, it's not impossible. But I feel that this is more like a zombie."

"Now if we improve this step and use a micro-robot, we can accurately remove the tumor and then proceed with treatment. The micro-robot will then be excreted from the human body, making the whole process painless..."

Boss Li spoke for a long time, but unfortunately the two children didn't understand. They were not yet able to comprehend complex language logic, nor could they recognize unfamiliar nouns.

Simply put, the two baby boys are still in the "single-threaded" stage of their brains, but they are developing better.

However, this development speed is a little bit faster. "Why did Dad make such a device?"

"Because Dad has more than 2,000 other sons waiting for me to issue the 'call of duty'."

One thing that Boss Li could never solve with the micro robot was where the drive for the micro robot came from.

The original idea was to simulate biological structures, whether it was gears or levers, they all existed in the microscopic world.

but……

There is no driving energy.

That's something on a more micro level.

Nano-scale robots can’t do anything right now.

Even micron-level ones are not acceptable.

It's okay at the millimeter level, but you can't stuff a battery in it or anything like that. And since it's a robot, it must have at least an internal control system, which definitely requires the use of semiconductor circuit design.

Even after all these have been solved, we still have to go back to the original question: where is the driving energy?
Boss Li couldn’t handle it before, but it’s different now. “Cosmic Pants” has become a big hit in the New Year, selling out in most parts of the world. Various plastic figurines are sold so well that the machines in the processing factories are turning smoke.

None of this is the point.

The point is, the "ding" sound happened very quickly, and the dog system gave the production principle of a "vacuum floating cannon".

It just so happens that this "vacuum floating cannon" obtains energy replenishment through cosmic rays in the cosmic environment.

But this is not the point. The point is that there is a material that can be converted into electrical energy or kinetic energy through heat conduction.

Is this good?
This is good.

What Boss Li needs to do now is to make each millimeter-scale robot become a processing unit, and then combine them into a computing array as a whole. The robots can be combined in multiple ways to facilitate combined synchronous cutting operations or laser-guided operations.

Especially the latter, which can further accurately solve the diseased area.

On this basis, energy weapons can be reduced in size and oriented, so theoretically millimeter-scale micro-robots can be positioned in the human body and guide energy weapons to "explode" accurately.

The logic is the same as how you kill people and how you treat diseases.

Afterwards, with the help of the "life support system", the possibility of recovery is greatly increased.

Some of the biotechnologies used by wealthy families are similar, except that they are a combination of multiple technologies, and the single cost is unaffordable for ordinary people.

Boss Li's case is different. His technology can be said to be "for veterinary use". It's just that the more than 2,000 to 3,000 rebellious men in the "Ten Years of Black Fans" group just like to play exciting games. Others also use veterinary drugs for fitness, right?
Everyone, why not learn from the old father’s quick muscle building skills and apply some veterinary technology?
What technology is not technology, it can be used as it is.

While Li Yi and Li Ya were observing and learning, Boss Li killed more than 20 cancer-stricken mice in his first test.

It happens very quickly.

This basically means that Boss Li’s first attempt ended in failure.

The second experiment would have to wait. Firstly, he had to raise a few more litters of mice, and secondly, he had previously prepared 20 grams of experimental materials in the laboratory, which had now been used up.

Fortunately, it is not without results. The millimeter-scale robot driven by heat conduction and omnidirectional drive in liquids can now be realized. So as long as people are "soaked in wine", many millimeter-scale robots can be used.

This is pretty good.

Boss Li did not tell the good news to the "Ten Years of Black Fans" group of loyal fans right away. Instead, he talked to a few people who were about to die. He told them that they really couldn't stand it any longer and suggested they try "Li's Robot Therapy."

Regardless of whether the treatment is successful or not, the death is definitely a quick one.

Soon, several old acquaintances in the group contacted the crematorium in Sanjiang Provincial Government. If something happened, they would just take the body there and burn it.

Don't make it too complicated. The ashes are definitely lighter than the body.

"Brother Crab, what are you doing?"

"You guys know nothing. I'm a sports student. I've contacted a few super awesome kinesiology experts. I plan to provide you with some treatment ideas from a kinesiology perspective."

"Don't talk nonsense. I weigh less than 80 kilograms now. I only have two months to fight. You can use whatever tricks you have. Anyway, I agree to donate my body. It would be a pity to burn it."

"No, I really have the skills, I'm not bragging. I've seen experiments with mice before."

"What's the result of the experiment?"

"All twenty-five samples were processed, and very quickly."

"Beautiful! Crab brother, I like it very much!"

"Gah ga oh my..."

"..."

Life is precious, but when there is no hope, it is just let go.

So Boss Li quickly gave these rotten lives some new life strength.

"As for me, there is something I have been hiding from you."

Boss Li spoke earnestly and in a very "sad" mood, and then said, "Now, I won't pretend anymore. I'm going to reveal my cards. I have three sons. Let me show you."

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"..."

The small group of dying rebellious sons felt uncomfortable all over.

They were heartbroken.

"Come on, kids, say hello to your good brother."

"Hello, brothers."

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"..."

"..."

Li Yi and Li Ya are still "single-threaded" and unable to speak, so they still use the "baby stroller" to communicate.

Please turn on the mic!!!
The two little babies were a great stimulation to the rebellious boys on the telephone poles.

"Fuck! It really looks like you, Crab Brother!"

"Fuck... that face, that look, this... wait, how are they talking? How old are they? One year old, right?"

"What the hell, one year old, it's only two months old. I've been on high-tech and I eat a lot of good food."

"..."

"..."

Reasonable and acceptable.

(End of this chapter)