Chapter Eight: Adding a Light Brain~

Deer Meng’s eyes sparkled brightly. “Wen’er, is all of this really mine?”

Wen’er first sighed in relief, then smiled helplessly. “Yes, it is.”

Deer Meng nearly jumped for joy. “This is amazing! Our military district really takes good care of the guides. These clothes are so beautiful, and the blankets too. I’ll love the military district forever!”

Seeing her so happy, Wen’er felt a quiet joy deep within his heart.

When the general had asked him to arrange accommodations for the young guide, he had been hesitant, unsure of her preferences.

But now, it seemed he had done well.

With that thought, a deeper smile appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly recalling something, Wen’er turned and stepped outside, returning moments later.

He handed Deer Meng a chip about half the size of a palm. “This is your light brain. You can try it out first and see if it works well for you.”

Curious, Deer Meng took it and asked, “How do I use this?”

Wen’er lightly touched his forehead with a finger, signaling her to follow his lead.

Deer Meng pressed the chip against her forehead, and in an instant, the chip in her hand vanished.

Then Wen’er handed her a black bracelet. “This is the host device, connected to the chip. You can use it to control the chip.”

“Of course, if you find it troublesome, you can also use—”

He wanted to say she could control it with her mental power, but suddenly remembered she had none. He quickly stopped himself and didn’t continue.

Fortunately, Deer Meng didn’t seem to mind. She took the bracelet and, since her left hand was entwined with vines, decided to wear it on her right. But her left hand was evidently not very dexterous; she tried several times but couldn’t fasten it.

Wen’er wanted to help but wasn’t sure if she’d find it intrusive.

He quietly watched her struggle, remaining silent about the correct way to wear it.

Finally, Deer Meng gave up and looked at Wen’er with pleading eyes. “I can’t put it on; please help me.”

“Alright,” Wen’er replied.

He took the bracelet carefully and fastened it on her wrist. His fingertips brushed her skin by accident, and the sensation was like a sudden burn, making his heart race wildly.

Once it was secured, he withdrew his hand and rubbed his palm, which felt damp.

“All done,” he said softly.

Deer Meng raised her hand to look at it, and a translucent screen appeared before her, displaying many functions. Curiously, she tapped through entertainment, fitness, forums, communication — it was almost overwhelming.

Then she glanced at Wen’er and asked with interest, “Can I add friends on this?”

Wen’er came back to himself. “Yes.”

“Then I’ll add you!”

Deer Meng brought her wrist close to him. “Teach me how to add you.”

She thought to herself, Why so tall? Talking to him means tilting my neck back — it’s tiring.

Wen’er looked down at her, then bent forward willingly, his finger lightly touching her translucent control panel. “Like this, tap in, enter the ID number, and you can add friends.”

As he spoke, he sent a friend request from his own light brain. “There, it’s done.”

Deer Meng watched attentively and then tried it herself.

Wen’er accepted the friend request. When Deer Meng saw the new message notification, she quickly opened it and found his approval. She sent him an emoji of a little cat peeking out, then closed her light brain.

“You can order daily necessities through the light brain. There will be designated personnel to deliver them to your door, or you can go downstairs where there’s a special supply station for guides,” Wen’er explained.

After a moment’s thought, he added, “If you need anything else, you can also message me.”

He tried to appear calm, as if this was simply his duty, without any personal feelings.

Deer Meng didn’t notice his subtle emotions; she nodded obediently like a good child. “Okay! I’ll remember.”