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Although, according to Baymax's previous statement, as long as the medication was produced, it should be able to cure Gina's condition one hundred percent.

However, considering the time and tedious steps involved, Luca did not intend to explain it in detail to Shamira again; he only needed her to understand that her mother Gina's condition was not hopeless.

In any case, once Baymax had finished its analysis, there would still be plenty of time for him to slowly explain the preparations required for the treatment.

Only after seeing Shamira, whose emotions had been somewhat agitated by Baymax, calm down a little, did Luca speak up again to ask.

"Aunt Shamira, you didn't come over just to bring me food, did you? About how long until the materials I mentioned earlier can be delivered? Oh, and how did that contact with the tactical squad go?"

In truth, the latter was what Luca was really concerned about.

Although the bodyguard matter was also important, having just synthesized the highly effective [Baymax] and [Tracking Glasses], Luca's excitement for new gadgets was at an all-time high.

Furthermore, although [Sweet Captive] had a somewhat nonsensical name, it was indeed a mechanical arm equipped with therapeutic functions.

Coupled with the persistent annoyance of "glowing," Luca still wanted to synthesize it as soon as possible.

However, upon hearing Luca's question, the answer Shamira gave caused his expectant mood to deflate slightly.

"Young Master, the company already has the grappling gun and transmission rod you requested in stock, so they should be delivered to the house by tomorrow. And then... well... the various models of vibrators are also easier to handle."

"The only troublesome items are the medical devices you mentioned earlier. Since several of them are products rarely seen on the market, the arrival time might be slower."

In fact, what Shamira didn't mention was that the company's weapons department had also been somewhat reluctant and grumbled about the "materials" Luca requested this time.

After all, to put it bluntly, Luca held no actual power within Orange Industries; at best, he was just a fourteen-year-old boy with the status of the company owner's heir.

Providing "materials" to the weapons department once or twice was one thing; those people just treated it as playing house with a child to curry favor with the future boss.

But if it kept happening, it was inevitable that these people would harbor some complaints.

Plus, given Shamira's identity as the boss's "trusted driver," to be honest, she couldn't really keep those somewhat arrogant "scientific talents" in the weapons department in check.

However, these people only dared to complain a little and express their dissatisfaction implicitly.

Ultimately, it was for work; even graduate students had to babysit their mentors' children, and they didn't want to look for trouble by ignoring Luca's small requests.

Therefore, Shamira chose not to say anything to avoid adding unnecessary worry to Luca.

Returning to the present topic.

After hearing what Shamira said, Luca thought for a moment and decided not to press further, only saying.

"Let's leave it at that for now. Just let me know as soon as any of the medical devices arrive."

"Understood."

Seeing that Luca had moved on from the topic quite casually, Shamira secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to answer the latter question.

"Regarding the tactical squad I mentioned, I have already been in contact with Dun Shan... oh, that is the captain of this squad. They have been on standby these past few days, and they have already set off after our communication ended."

"As for the time, at the latest, they will arrive by the daytime the day after tomorrow. At the earliest, they should be able to reach us tomorrow night. You know, Young Master, the area around Manhattan has been quite chaotic lately, and even here in Connecticut, things are becoming troublesome..."

Luca shook his head nonchalantly upon hearing this.

"I understand, Aunt Shamira, no need to explain."

"But, Young Master, you said you were going to check on the Madam tomorrow." Shamira said this with a hint of hesitation.

"It's fine, isn't that what you're here for, Aunt Shamira?"

"Then, Young Master, get some rest early. I won't disturb you any further. I'll have the cleaners come to tidy up the things here tomorrow."

As she spoke, Shamira prepared to walk toward her own room, but her steps paused slightly, and after a moment of thought, she added one more sentence.

"Young Master, since you've just finished eating, you might want to move around a bit before going to sleep."

Watching Shamira's departing back, Luca couldn't help but smile.

Shamira, who used to be a bit careless, has actually started to care about my health.

However, Luca hadn't actually intended to go to sleep immediately anyway.

At the very least, before going to bed, he had other things to attend to.

"Baymax, take your box and come with me."

With that, Luca strode directly toward the basement stairs of the villa.

Behind him, Baymax first looked at the cluttered floor, then took small, quick steps to the red box used to store itself, picked it up, and immediately followed Luca's pace.

In the second-level basement.

This basement covered a very large area; the entire second underground level consisted of only this one room.

However, all around this basement room:

3D printers, laser cutters, small CNC machines, spectrum analyzers, Fourier transform infrared spectrometers...

A dazzling array of various experimental equipment made this room, which was not small to begin with, feel less empty.

In reality, this basement was a private family laboratory specifically customized by the original owner's father, Herman.

At first, it was just to occasionally teach Luca some basic theoretical knowledge, cultivate his interest in electronic engineering, and at most, serve as a place to accompany him in making small robot toys and the like.

However, as the variety of equipment grew and was constantly updated and replaced, he would scavenge items from the company.

Later on, Herman himself would often use this place as a small laboratory outside of the company, conducting research and testing during his spare time.

Yet now, Luca was the only one using this laboratory.

Looking at the various scenes within the lab, Luca couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces from the original owner's memories—those happy experiences shared with his father, Herman.

In truth, these memories of the original owner felt more like watching a movie from the perspective of an outsider in Luca's mind.

This was also why, after transmigrating here, he could clearly recognize that he was not the original owner, and why there remained a sense of detachment from the parents he had inherited.

However, even if it were a movie, it was ultimately hard to avoid a sense of immersion when viewed from a first-person perspective.

With such deeply ingrained scenes before him, coupled with the fact that he had just attended his father Herman's funeral today, Luca found himself involuntarily overcome with a touch of melancholy.

Honestly, why dwell on all this? Who knows what kind of abilities I might master in the future? If I can resurrect Herman by then, it would settle the debt for taking over this body.

Quickly shaking these "boring" thoughts from his head, Luca strode toward a computer.

"Baymax, come here! Let me give you an upgrade~"