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"Hey! Doctor! I haven't finished yet, can you wait a moment? About two minutes!"
He could sense that she was quite flustered under the helmet, and her hands trembled as she rubbed the screen. But when Kong leaned over to take a look, he discovered that she was teaming up with March Seven and Silver Wolf. He immediately realized that the Messenger could not resist March's pleading and had to play a few games temporarily.
Sanyue, this girl... is still not asleep after twelve o'clock? This time, Jizi will really nag her.
"Why didn't you take a break, March?"
"Kong? Eh? Xiaoxin, Kong is on your side? Hey hey! Dead, dead, it's all your fault!"
Not only Sanyue, but Silver Wolf also made a mistake in operation due to the interruption of Kong's voice, and these three unlucky guys were wiped out in an instant.
"It's none of my business. You should have gone to bed a long time ago. I don't want Ji Zi to ask me why you have dark circles under your eyes tomorrow morning—"
"It's because Xiaoxin said in the group that you were late in recording your memories~ Well, that's it for tonight, we'll fight again tomorrow!"
“Okay… mmm… HA…!”
The silver wolf yawned and stretched, making extremely comfortable noises, not minding at all that the sounds, which could easily be misunderstood, were heard by Kong.
"Silver Wolf... don't drag Sanyue to play games all night long..."
"Hey, hey, this isn't my fault. You're the one who made her lonely... well."
"Silver Wolf! I, I'm going to sleep. Good night everyone—"
Xiao Sanyue was so angry that she immediately logged off because of Yinlang's slip of the tongue.
"...Kong, look at what you have done to that little girl." Now Silver Wolf had no choice but to complain first.
"??? Hadn't you said first that she would have hung up the phone if it was too rude?" Kong felt that it was a bit ridiculous to take the blame.
But when I think about the gaming and socializing that March now has to do before bed, it's understandable... This is a new kind of fun that he has brought to March, but he often has to put it aside because of his busy work. I guess March just can't stand the gap of his constant absence.
The little girl said that she didn't care, but as for what he was thinking, she still had to take the initiative to observe when she had time.
"... I have to clean it up. We have to maintain the server tomorrow morning. When will it be my turn to write the script? Hey, I have made up my mind. If Yalilo needs me, I can go and join in the fun, but just don't let me run into anyone in the company - they will know that I skipped work."
"Why, you don't want to give up your iron rice bowl?"
"After all, it's nice to just sit back and collect money. This way, I can have a place to spend my krypton gold next month. I don't need to frequently open backdoors in the recharge system, and my account will be more secure. Not to mention, your tutorial is quite profitable. My dividends are enough for me to buy an apartment in Pierpoint."
“Those instructional videos are very profitable?”
"The click-through rate is very high. The company has placed a small pop-up ad below, and the revenue from each ad is not bad. Humph, although I helped you promote it on the dark web, the mixture preparation tutorial is indeed useful. Even Kafka expressed great interest in it. She asked me if I could help her get some goods. Look, I'm passing this opportunity to show off to you. You also have the opportunity to get her contact information - haven't you always wanted to know how she is doing recently~"
Without turning on the camera, Kong could imagine that this guy had a nose that was turned up high and had a bit of the air of a profiteer.
"Can't the hunters get the goods?"
"What do you mean even hunters can't get the goods? They're all sold out! This morning I asked Estelle when the ship would set sail, and she said it would take another half a month to debug. Now the whole market is waiting for new goods... Didn't your rich girlfriend tell you?"
"Really not. I'll prepare a few more for you. Remember to remind me when you come to Yalilo."
"Okay, it's settled."
After Silver Wolf hung up the call contentedly, Kong looked at the petrified messenger who was holding the phone, and then raised two fingers to signal the shadow beside him.
She ignored the messenger and went to look for something that interested her in the laboratory. After looking around, she finally set her eyes on the high-end cookie box that the messenger had prepared in advance to deal with Paimon... This time it was really filled with hard stuff.
"Doctor, I thought you two would talk for a long time..."
Although the messenger sounded a little aggrieved, he did not sell out March 7th: "I really am not playing around..."
"I don't blame you...Which part of your memory do you plan to extract today?"
"...I saw you driving the Gustav before, and my boss hopes to capture some of your memories about the UC Era."
Hearing that Sora didn't care at all, the messenger breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly filled Sora's glass with a drink.
The drink in the cup was emitting a large cloud of white smoke, just like a cup of dry ice, but after it entered the mouth, there was a cool feeling far beyond mint that went straight to the forehead, and it felt like the drug that Yiting used to awaken brain activity.
My head, which had been a little stiff because of Ruan Mei, suddenly became clear.
"Then I personally recommend taking footage from the war in 0093. In that year's war, the psychopathic framework had just been put into actual combat. I think Yi Ting should be interested in this technology that can resonate with the human spirit."
It was not that Kong had thought of this for the sake of others, and had selected the most valuable memory fragments for Yi Ting in advance.
He was simply afraid that Yi Ting would bring up those clips of him being a stud during his previous investigation in the Federation.
"Hey! Telepathic frame... Okay, my boss said it's okay!"
Xiao Xin finally relaxed completely and activated "Chaotic Memory", allowing the mirror light to cover his entire body.
"Paimon."
"Here we go... Are you going to drive a robot in your memory?"
Paimon pursed his lips and said, "Is there no nuclear suit I can wear?"
"It's an anti-gravity suit."
……
After leaving the vicinity of the laboratory, Ruan Mei "unexpectedly met" the puppet from the black tower at the elevator entrance of the closed cabin.
"...Black Tower, are you going to revoke my experimental permissions?"
She was fully aware of her own actions, and she even secretly met with Kong twice. No matter how angry Kurita was with her, she had to endure it.
"No, I'm here to apologize to you." But to Ruan Mei's surprise, Heita turned his head away and stared unnaturally at the boundary anchor that could only be seen by those who joined Kuo Kong's team, as if he was very embarrassed.
“…” Ruan Mei blinked, thinking that she was hallucinating because she was overwhelmed by too much information.
Heita actually apologized to him?
Is the Azure Star going to turn upside down?
Unlike Ruan Mei's listless appearance, although Heita had also experienced some unpleasantness, she looked more sober.
"I can let you fan it back."
"...?"
Ruan Mei was once again deactivated. After half a minute, she spoke uncertainly, "Are you serious?"
"I know you haven't adapted to my recent changes yet. It's a little wrong of me to force you to adapt. Of course, the main problem is still with you, so I allow you to vent your anger on my doll."
“…That’s not necessary.”
Ruan Mei, who was a little scared by the Black Tower's excessive abnormality, quickly shook her head.
"Really don't need to vent?" Heita was quite enthusiastic.
"Really, there is no need. I am fully aware of the consequences of my actions and am willing to take responsibility for them."
"Oh, never mind. Since you have voluntarily given up the chance to retaliate against me, let me see the light cone that Dr. Kong gave you." Who knew that Black Tower's expression would change instantly and he would chuckle.
"Yes... but this is not the light cone suitable for your research field." Although Ruan Mei wanted to continue to make up for it, she still felt a little embarrassed.
"What's that?"
"A woman named Mebius and her research, and it seems that there is also some content mixed with their passionate love."
The genius of Xianzhou believes that... the key point is at the end.
"…Show it to me. I want to see it now."
260. It’s just a rock! Look, I’ll push it back with my Gundam!
Chaos Memories also tend to derive high-value memories by evoking intense confrontations in the memory, but unlike the simulated universe, it is basically an empty review of past battles.
This means that no matter how powerful one is in reality, in memory all one can rely on is more experience and willpower, while the body and equipment one carries are still the same as before.
Light beams shot across overhead, grand fireworks from the particle furnace explosion, and white smoke trails left by missiles filled the black curtain.
The Gundam moved through the wreckage of its comrades and enemies - if they were not careful, the broken parts and armor scraps would become lethal fragments with speeds far exceeding that of artillery shells, turning Sora and Paimon into sieves.
But with Kong's freehand maneuvers as if he had opened a full-map perspective and was aware of all the dangers in the dark, the Bull Gundam exerted its full strength, took advantage of every opportunity, and rushed straight to the fortress that could fill the end of the field of vision and completely cover the blue planet behind, brushing against the rain of bullets and the flames of the wreckage that had not yet been completely extinguished.
"Drip drip!!"
Before the lock sound was heard, Sora's brain went blank and he suddenly pulled the joystick high. The machine's body was like a lifted plate, and a jet of water shot out from the nozzles under its feet, just brushing against the golden beam and flying to the bottom of the structural wreckage of the Neo Zeon battleship. It also fired a shot in the direction of the beam from the gap in the twisted titanium alloy structure.
The light beam, which was as powerful as that of a battleship, melted a dent in the hollow alloy frame, but more high-temperature metal particles in the flow were not blocked. They hit the enemy plane that had lost its air locking frame and tore it apart from the waist.
The Neo Zeon, who had blocked the exit direction of the shattered wreckage early on and tried to encircle the Gundam, had not yet confirmed the information that its friendly forces had been shot down. It only had time to see a bright pink line passing through its legs. The part of the machine above the waist that avoided the particle reactor had lost contact with the cockpit.
It wasn't that Sora had pity for the enemy in his memory; it was simply a matter of convenience for him to cut open the Kirara Doga. As long as the enemy lost its combat capability, Sora wouldn't care whether the pilot inside was dead or alive.
The moment he rushed out of the wreckage of the warships, his mental power spread out. The messenger who had observed the air combat from a God's perspective in her memory felt that she was hit by an invisible wall - as thick as the mechanical walls in classic tomb exploration movies that would crush adventurers, knocking her flying backwards involuntarily.
"What was that just now??"
Ordinary humans might not be suppressed by Kong's new human abilities, but the more sensitive and proficient in the spiritual realm they are, the more likely they are to lose their composure in front of the overwhelming wall of spiritual power.
As a last resort, the Messenger followed Gundam as closely as possible, resolutely refusing to go in front and take the blows that went straight to the depths of his consciousness.
"Gundam, your opponent is me!"
After the messenger learned his lesson, an ace machine painted in a mixture of blue and gold was not afraid of the high wall and rushed towards Sora's mental power - this was one of the key enemies set up in the memory fragment. The opponent also possessed very strong mental power, and its machine was equipped with a floating gun. In terms of machine performance alone, it was not inferior to the Gundam piloted by Sora.
Chad Doga? Let me see how much trouble it takes to solve the memory of you -
With the sexy locking sound, the Bull Gundam's back floater fired five missiles, simultaneously blocking the ace with mobility that was even greater than the Gundam itself.
Like Sora's wingman, the floater spun around and approached the MS that still looked confident.
Soon the opponent's mental strength stagnated - as if he was being targeted by six mobile suits at the same time, and murderous intent pressed in from all directions.
"Floating guns? Weapons similar to Rupert's? Can Dr. Sora control so many at once?"
The Messenger had witnessed in the memories of inorganic life the fighting style of the "Emperor" of the Genius Club, the mechanical race that brought a brutal war to organic life.
The aggressiveness of the empty spirit was no weaker than Rupert's. In fact, in terms of the range of the murderous intent, it was even greater. It seemed that everything that was targeted by the murderous intent would inevitably be shattered to pieces.
It was hard to imagine that he, who was usually peaceful and humorous, could so easily unleash his malice when fighting. The messenger was sure that if he was marked as an enemy by Kong, he would be immediately unable to move under the pressure of his mental power, unless he escaped into the memetic medium. However, he would not be able to escape his pursuit that way, so he could only get away from him as soon as possible.
If you think about it, no one has ever said that the Traveler is a good-tempered genius. Everyone just admits that it is a pleasure to work with him.
A slender pink beam of light began to restrain him, and Chad, who was in a panic because he didn't know where the beam came from, was so confused that he couldn't operate his machine. Before he could detach his floater, he was pierced by the cruiser-class main weapon mounted on the Gundam.
Watching yet another ace of Neo Zeon fall, "Captain Lei" was calm. He just wanted to complain that he hadn't been distracted and operated the floater for a long time, and he was actually a bit of a novice at it. He just missed two shots, otherwise the Gundam wouldn't even have needed to fire, and the opponent would have turned into a piece of cosmic dust.
The whole process takes 2.5 seconds.
"…My brain is still slow. If the psychoframe is working at full power, I should be able to shoot him down without using joysticks and buttons."