The fate of Mika

Chapter 3

That book is really very thick and difficult to understand. Not to mention a five-year-old child, even adults may not be able to see it. At the moment, however, Mika is sitting on the sofa, looking serious, her lips unconsciously pursed, and holding the brick-thick tome in her hand. Max sat opposite her, relaxed on the sofa, his legs crossed, and unconsciously turned a pen in his hand. I don't know how long it took, but Max suddenly said, "Can you recite it?" Mika lifted her head from behind the book, expressionless: "No." "Really not fake?" Mika doesn't answer. Seeing this, Max stood up, leaned down and slowly pulled the book out of the child's hand. After opening it, the cold voice said a word: "back." Mika closed her mouth and didn't jump out a word. After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear the sound. Max put the book down with an unclear look: "You don't want to recite it here, why?"Mika didn't answer this question, but said, "I'm going to ask Kevin to endorse it." Max gave her a cold look and threatened, "If you don't back it, you can't have your other tooth." He refers to the two fangs that the blood clan children had at the beginning, because of the previous accident, Mika now has only one left. Sure enough, Mika was obviously annoyed after hearing this sentence. She glared at Max, but got no response. Mika weighed it carefully and felt that with her current strength, she would definitely not hurt Max. So she must be strong. Mika reluctantly recited the first five pages of mantras in front of Max, word for word, and the pronunciation was standard. However, the five-year-old has only been exposed to this book for less than three hours. This is not a genius, this is simply a genius. Max's eyes were a little dark. He closed the book, told Mika to leave, and told her not to slack off during this time. He will come to check Mika's recitation at any time. Mika took the book, gave a perfunctory nod, and then left Max's office eagerly. After the child completely disappeared from his sight, Max looked back at the office documents he had put on his desk. For a long time, he didn't know what he thought, so he raised his hand and called Kevin. The blood clan moves very fast, and the higher-order blood clan can even directly control the brains of the lower-order blood clan for communication. So Kevin rushed over quickly: "What can I do for you, ancestor?" Max held a pen between his fingers, and the metal pen cover slammed on the wooden desk, making a crisp sound. "My children seem to like you very much." This voice can't distinguish between anger and emotion. Kevin scratched a cold sweat behind his back and said, "Maybe it's because ... my subordinates saved the little lady in the first place. Max's eyes drooped slightly and looked at the floor. "Is that all?" Kevin: "... should." Voice down, Max was silent. He was thinking about what he was doing on the day the child was taken away, as if he were dealing with official business. Blood relatives are weak, even if they are direct blood relatives, they will not give more attention, not to mention that Max is the ancestor. But I can't tell you why. Max feels that what he did was wrong. No qualified father would leave his five-year-old child in a foster care center and would not come forward in person if the child was abducted. Max, who has always been above the top, feels that he has done something wrong. How strange it is. At the same time, he also realized that a talented child like Mika should take good care of her for the future of the blood clan, even if it was not because of an affair. With this in mind, Max asked in a low voice, "What do five-year-olds generally like?" Or, what can please Mika? As soon as this sentence came out, Kevin's lip corner hooked uncontrollably. It seems that this relationship between father and daughter doesn't need him to worry about at all. Mika didn't know about it. All she knew was that she received a skull pillow the next day. Literally a skeleton. Hard human skeleton, well preserved, should be specially treated by the blood clan. This skeleton is very strong and will not easily break up. And it can be seen that this skeleton was very healthy before its death, and its bones showed a beautiful milky white. Mika looked at the skeleton taller than herself and asked the servant outside calmly, "Are you sure this is a pillow?" "Yes, young lady." The servant's tone is very calm, and there is some pride after listening carefully. "This is the best-selling children's doll of the blood clan in recent years, and most children use it as a pillow." "Of course, young lady, rest assured that the source of these skeletons is very formal and legal, and we have already signed a contract with the human world." Mika: "... that's what I'm worried about? Why on earth can this thing be used as a pillow? " Don't you feel awkward in your arms? She looked up and found that the servant in front of her was obviously at a loss after hearing her words. Mika knew that this problem was absolutely impossible. She simply gave up: "Nothing, you go, I'll take the skeleton." Hearing this, the servant nodded and was about to leave when Mika stopped behind him: "Wait, can you ask who gave me this skeleton?" The servant immediately raised his smiling face: "It's the ancestor's adult, young lady. The ancestor's adult loves you very much." Good. It's him again. The rebellious idea of wanting to f**k dad to death is getting stronger and stronger. Mika slapped the door and looked at the skeleton in front of her. Whose normal children like skeletons? But on second thought, this is the blood clan, and maybe this is the aesthetic of the blood clan. Understanding is understandable, but Mika really doesn't agree. She tried to move the skeleton to the corner of the room, and then covered it with a layer of white cloth. Out of sight, out of mind. After all this, Mika climbed into bed again, prone on the bedding and began to read the heavy mantra book. Max gave her three days. Although Mika hated this dad, she would try to memorize the book in three days. In fact, before she was born again, in that dangerous last time, Mika was best at observing and remembering the terrain in a very short time, because it was most conducive to fighting. Finally settled down, Mika herself wanted to try to touch her memory limit. Endorsement is the simplest and most effective training method at present. In the next few days, Mika took the opportunity to take out the voluminous book from her bat small backpack and recited it carefully. Three days passed quickly, and Max was coming to check Mika's recitation.

When Max knocked on Mika's door, she was wearing a quilt to bask in the sun. The sleeping position of the little guy was very regular. He was only five years old, with short hands and short legs, but his sleeping position had been disturbed by the army. It was a sleeping position that he could jump up and attack in time in case of any trouble. Obviously, this sleeping position appeared on a five-year-old child. But Max thought about Mika's other behaviors and thought it didn't matter at all. Max sat by the window and waited for a while. It was not until the sun came up that he reached out and pushed the sleeping child. That sensitivity is just like pretending to sleep just now. After waking up, Mika saw that it was Max in front of the bed, so she let her guard down. Yawned and said, "Do you want me to recite it from the beginning?" No need. "Max turned to page six." Start here. " Mika quickly searched the mantras on page 6 in her mind and began to recite them very smoothly. This book is so thick that unless you don't eat or drink all day, you can't recite it all day. Looking at the opposite child who started to recite without even combing his hair, I felt a strange feeling in my heart. Is he too strict? But soon, Mika personally broke his idea. After reciting more than half of it, Mika gasped, raised her eyes and looked at Max defiantly: "It's so simple, I don't understand the significance of your assignment for me. "Anyway, there is no need to continue to recite it. After all, it seems that this five-year-old child should have memorized all the books. Max said, "You have been staying up late recently." Mika looked at him stubbornly: "So what? Don't worry about it. " Then he struggled to get off his hand. Max's eyes flashed and he finally chose silence. He grabbed Mika's back collar, forced the child to hold it down, and rubbed something greasy on each other's cheeks, which was very uncomfortable. After Mika struggled wildly and finally caught her breath, she looked strangely at Max's noble ancestor and felt a headache for the first time. She explained, "This is not lard, this is a heavy cream for children, and an ointment for removing dark circles. Mika asked, "What do I need to do for the kindergarten holiday today?" Max looked at her. "Just come with me." Mika didn't show any fear. She even showed a sweet smile. Before long, they arrived at a training room under the manor. Here are all kinds of strange-looking instruments that Mika can't name, and there are cold machine styles everywhere. "What is this?" Mika asked. Max's voice was calm: "The ancestor's blood is a training room specially built for the younger generation." "See those simulation module? That's what we need to use in simulated combat. After entering the simulated cabin, we usually adjust our pain perception to 100% to stimulate our perseverance and achieve all-round simulated combat. Mika looked at the simulation cabin not far away and was curious: "Is the simulation cabin technology very advanced?" It's really advanced, "Max replied," but this technology is not unique to the blood clan, and other races also have it. The only difference is that only the blood clan will let children use these machines. The blood clan has always been the most serious race for survival of the fittest. It believes in the strong and does not have enough strength. It is a trivial matter to have enough to eat, and it is very likely that even the right to live will be deprived. Max held her on another machine: "Because you are a child, you can't bear the painful perception of the simulation module." "Didn't you say that all blood children will enter this simulation cabin?" Max put on Mika's helmet, and then the voice she heard became dull: "Don't worry, when you are thirteen years old, I will arrange for you to practice in the simulation cabin, and your teeth should be ready by then." Mika clenched her fist. Tooth this stalk can't pass! But then, she heard the familiar sound of shells in her ears. These sounds were so dense that they exploded in Mika's ears. It was false to say that they were not scary. But Mika has been with this voice all her life, so she is not afraid. In the gloom, Max's unexpected voice came from outside: "Aren't you scared?" But look at Mika's carefree appearance, obviously not afraid. Max pursed his lips and pressed the button next to the seat. At the same time, Mika saw a broken and b****y arm on the helmet she was wearing.