Civilization of the Stars: I loaded the mod

Chapter 127 Emotions
"Actually, you can bring your little girlfriend along. I don't think everyone would mind having an extra kid at the tea party."

Wang Hao looked sideways at Momoa, with a teasing tone in his tone.

This sentence was no longer conveyed by spiritual power, but generously said to other leaders.

Ever since Momoa showed the talent of predicting and judging the direction of generals when exploring psychic powers, Wang Hao paid more and more attention to her.

From skill development to all aspects of private life, on the first day of the New Year, Momoa, Vasini and the two little ones were a family of four, and the three were invited to a party, leaving only Vasini at home.

It's miserable just thinking about it.

"Hmm...that's against the rules."

Momoa's face flushed, and she turned her face slightly to look at others, her posture twitching.

There is no reason to drag the family with you when you attend a party.

"And the girlfriend...hasn't been confirmed yet."

"Is that so~ I thought Little Kaiteng had already found a pair of qualified educator couples."

Wang Hao pretended to be enlightened and smiled knowingly.

The two obviously don't like each other in their hearts. They are in a relationship that is above friendship and full of lovers. Vasini often shows her love on the sidelines, and Momoa occasionally feeds dog food, but she refuses to express her love directly.

"You...I..."

She opened her mouth several times and couldn't say anything, but Gudu's aunt laughed so much that Moma wanted to dig three feet into the ground and act like an ostrich.

Not daring to run, and unable to speak out, Momoa's eyes drifted to the side of the room, and she suddenly adjusted her voice intentionally, and abruptly changed the subject.

"...Master Gudu, is the information on psionic theory helpful to everyone?"

"Ah~ okay, okay."

Seeing Momoa getting serious, Wang Hao had no choice but to stop teasing her. "Thanks to you, Ono's new job is going well."

Hearing this, Momoa was somewhat comforted, and her expression was not so embarrassing.

'Perhaps psychic powers can help Ono's experiment more with things like childbirth. '

Wang Hao closed his eyes, complained secretly, but didn't say anything.

Of course, his concern about his subordinates' marital issues is not completely idle.

On the one hand, he wanted to match up his subordinates to form bonds, and on the other hand, it involved the plan of the Holy Sword expedition to the galaxy a few years later.

Momoa's conditions are very suitable. He is the pioneer of the civilization psychic, and now he is studying the psychic system of the Gudu civilization. After a few years of Lingfei, he has no qualifications. He is an awakened Gudu psychic (horse monkey shochu ) will be called Momoa Tutor.

The same is true for connections, the gifted psychic twins - Sister Kaiteng followed her every step of the way, and the shipboard AI of the Holy Sword, Dabai, is considered an acquaintance when they meet each other a few times.

Finally, and most importantly, Momoa's psychic talents can just fill the vacancy of the leader of the admiral.

Wang Hao clearly remembered that the description of the psychic trait of an admiral was: short-term prediction of the future.

The Holy Sword is destined to wander the galaxy for decades or even a hundred years in the future. Most of its life will be locked in that ship to carry the burden of civilization, and a team of psychiatrists on board does not know whether it will work.

For a psionic envoy like Momoa, who has half a foot on the Holy Sword, he can gather the fetters of civilization in advance, deepen the concept of positive emotions, and reduce the accident rate.

According to the theory of a hot-blooded fan, use the obsession of love to overcome the emptiness of the spirit.

'The progress of civilization requires sacrifice...'

Thinking of this, Wang Hao murmured silently in his heart, and his face sank down without changing his expression.

If it is not profitable, who is willing to let the daughters suffer.

Two years of fishing time, not to mention two years in Gudu civilization, even if he stayed with a dog for two years, his feelings would be deeper than his feelings for the Blue Star Federation, not to mention that Gudu is so beautiful.

"Psionic theory? Are you calling me?"

Ono, who was not far away, raised his head when he heard the words, licked the corners of his mouth, and walked slowly with a half-eaten matcha cake, staring at Momoa.

"I seem to have heard psionic energy just now."

"Um... yes, hello, Ms. Ono."

Momoa straightened her mind and nodded in salute.

As far as she knew, the field of psionic theory was divided into the Institute of Sociology under the leadership of Science Officer Ono.Three months ago, she personally sent the information on psionic theory.

"The psionic theory is related to our psionics. It took me more than a year to decipher the data on and off. Later, Little Kaiteng also participated in it. I don't know if it has played its own role in the empire."

"Of course, little Momoa."

Ono first glanced at Gudu and raised his skirt to salute, then raised his eyebrows with a smile.

The elegant posture is matched with a pure white dress and a rose on the chest, which looks pleasing to the eye.

"At present, the Academy of Social Sciences is coordinating with the cabinet government to optimize administrative efficiency. Psionic theory's elaboration of the thoughts and wills of intelligent life can help us better understand the relationship between individuals and groups."

"Oh, tonight is still very long~ If you don't mind, let's go and talk about how about psionic power. I heard from Mr. Gudu that you are exploring the subject of psionic power recently..."

Staring down at Momoa and Kaiten from a high position, after Aonuo mentioned psychic powers, he seemed to be remembering the last time he did the physical examination for the three psychic users, and his expression seemed a little unfinished.

"Let's take advantage of the spare time of the party and chat for a while."

"My pleasure."

After receiving Ono's invitation, Momoa breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other with a smile.

It wasn't the first time she saw Ono's expression that was about to explode in research, so she was not surprised.

It was the first time to attend a tea party, and she was at a loss and didn't know what to do. It would be great to have a leader who could arrange something for her...at least it was better than being "matchmaker" by Gudu.

"Master Gudu, then I..."

Momoa looked back at Gudu apologetically.

The Kaiteng sisters completely obeyed Momoa's ideas, not to mention Ono, all four pairs of eyes stared over at once.

"Go."

Wang Hao on the side waved his hands, helpless and funny, watching the four walk away with complicated emotions.

I stared unblinkingly at the person I was chatting with, and was cut off by Aunuo halfway, dragged to a corner to discuss the subject, and even stuck out my tongue playfully before leaving, not at all 48 years old.

"Just study it, so that civilization can also improve the cultivation system of psionics as soon as possible."

Talking to himself, Wang Hao caught a glimpse of a large floating sphere passing by out of the corner of his eye.

Turning around and tapping a few times, he asked curiously.

"Dabai, they are going to discuss the subject of psionic power. Your former captain is also a psionic user. Why don't you go and talk with them?"

"Huh? Psionic power."

Hearing Gudu's voice, Dabai who was sleepwalking suddenly came to his senses, and pulled out the CPU immersed in the network.

Curiously, he scanned Moma's side, and found the leader, Onuo, who immediately refused in a panic. "No, no, no!"

"Master Gudu, you know me. I am the most nostalgic person. I just came back from the mining station of the Elimaden galaxy. I saw the relics of the civilization companions of the former followers. I was in a state of anxiety. store memory."

At the beginning of the year, Dabai didn't want to have to do it again when he was scared into the hospital by Aunuo.

If it is not necessary, it would rather go to the operating table in Mo Ni's laboratory than to go to Ono's psychological consultation room.

The Academy of Social Sciences is too unfriendly to electronic neural network intelligent people.

"...Okay, it's hard for you too." Wang Hao looked at it speechlessly and didn't go into it.

Dabai shook his head openly. "The universe is like this. My positron processor accepts this kind of thing as it should be. Master Gudu, you don't need to comfort me."

"The Gudu civilization of our era will always be with you."

Stepping forward to pat Dabai's shell, Wang Hao could sense its emotions, which were partly the nostalgia for the change of things, and partly the fear of Ao Nuo.

Oh, and now nostalgia has the upper hand.

Probably the topic just touched the heart.

A few months ago, Aisha discovered the [Surface Coordinates] event in Elimaden, and finally found that it was just an ancient small short-distance transmission device, which was used by the follower civilization as a detection marker.

At the signal mark, there is only a batch of large precious metal deposits.

Nothing but that.

As for the mining station of the follower civilization in Dabai's memory, there is not even a shadow.

Millions of years have passed, and the products of civilization flying in orbit have long since fallen into the molten planet, leaving nothing left.

Taking advantage of the vacation in the second half of this year, Dabai drove the Holy Sword to revisit the old place of Elimaden Galaxy, and gained very little.

"No civilization can pretend to be eternal, but I can!"

With arrogant words in his mouth, Wang Hao showed an encouraging smile.

"Lost or something, one experience is enough."

"...I hope so."

Dabai was still depressed, watching Gu goo set the flag alone, and even raised the idea of ​​becoming an heirloom of the isolated star cluster.

Weird, so weird!

The emotions of organic civilization are very magical. Whether it is happy or sad, it always makes it addicted and unable to extricate itself. If it is not unable to let go of the past and emotional modules, it would have directly built a machine-intelligent civilization when it followed the civilization.

Instead of saving the last survivors.

While immersed in his own world, Dabai kept drifting, bumping into various decorations at the tea party.

Letting Dabai go away, Wang Hao shrugged helplessly.

A wandering intelligent person, a wandering life.

Soon the surroundings were empty again. Of the 12 people at the tea party, three were performing scientific research and exploration work in other galaxies, with only communication panels hanging on them.

All of a sudden, he became a widowed old man.

'Forget it, let's get down to business. In the new year, let's do some work to appease my flustered heart. '

After pacing around the office a few times, Wang Hao opened the system interface, and slowly leaned into Tu Lan, who was lying on the sofa and eating snacks comfortably, with a fresh fragrance lingering in his nose.

Call ~
A breath of cold air hit her body along the back of her neck, and Tu Lan, who was in a good mood, shivered, feeling very bad.

Then came a faint voice: "Tu Lan, this year's production reform work is about to come in."

　Hmm...I originally wanted to update...but I opened a connection with readers the day before yesterday, and it took two days to do a dozen.

　　I had no choice but to give up, and then issued a military order to the group of friends, saying that I will not update today, and I will give you ri. (hand in hand)
　　Never mind, it works.

　　What is written is a story, and what is kept is morality.

　　It will be updated tomorrow, if I don't update, you will ri me in the group!
　　(Secretly speaking, the day after tomorrow does not count)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)