"Xia Ya, listen to me." Ed's voice sounded directly in Xia Ya's mind without any obstacle, "You immediately threaten the other party with force to hand over Emma Xin, and then bring Camus with her, and the other party will agree to it. Yes. Xin'anzhou continues to point guns at me, and don't act like you know me."
"Lingus, why are you here?" Xia was surprised to find that he could talk to him in his head, "and how did you do this?"
"Isn't it normal to upgrade the satellite's NT ability? After I said hello, I pulled you in, and I didn't see you rejecting me." Ed replied as a matter of course, "It's very simple, can't you do it? arrive?"
Xia: "…"
It is too fake for two planes with disparity in strength to face each other motionlessly in mid-air, but Xia is worthy of being Xia. As a man who has been using a pseudonym all his life, his acting skills are already an inseparable part of his soul. He immediately opened the public channel and negotiated strongly with Arzenal. Negotiations in this superior situation were easier for him than drinking water.
"I won't ask any more questions if time is limited." While negotiating with Arzenal, Charya was talking to Ed in a single-minded manner, "Aren't you going with us? Look at how close you are to this woman. It doesn't act like being imprisoned."
"I have mastered the method of leaving, and I will go back in a month at most." Ed looked down at the logistics force who were scouring the sea, feeling the pain and sorrow coming from his consciousness, "Now I am still I can't go, I still have things to do."
He doesn't care if Camus is the protagonist, whether it is the bald head and the strongest New Type, or how limitless the future is. Today, he doesn't have any good feelings for Camus. Everyone is not a relative, and it is already a matter of not letting him kill for his life. Seeing Xi Ya's face, he was very restrained.
Fortunately, Camus didn't hit people with a beam weapon in a frenzy at first, but the 60MM Vulcan cannon is already enough lethality for a PM with a body length of about ten meters and a thin armor. Most of the girls are lucky, but the body is damaged, and people can be rescued when they fall into the sea. Some unlucky people were directly hit by the Vulcan Cannon, and even the corpse could not be retrieved.
Although this is a military base of another country, Ed can't interfere in military affairs, but he still wants to do something for these poor girls. For example, PM's design is too brainless. What he is doing is to help them transform within a reasonable cost and technical range, at least to improve the survival rate of everyone. After the design is completed, it can be handed over to An Qi before leaving.
Later, he had other ideas, such as liberating all Norma or something, but that was all after eliminating his imaginary big boss.
"About Camus Vidan, Char, don't put your theory that you're going to make mistakes when you're young, think about what kind of awkward character you are." Ed criticized him mercilessly, "Look Looking at what you have taught him, do you think that you are qualified to live with Minerva now? I will say it bluntly, your level is not even as good as Harman."
"Minerva..." Referring to this Char, he was silent.
"Learn if you don't understand it, or leave it to the people in the meeting if you don't know it. Amuro, Bright, you can. I don't care what you project on him, but you know how much trouble this level of NT can make, so Going down will only kill more people." Ed's thoughts were as cold as frost, "I'm not his father, and I don't have the time and love to dedicate to him. If the next time we meet again, I can only cause more harm to him. Eliminate the source of danger before."
"Lingus, I understand your attitude. This is indeed your truest thought." Arzenal had surrendered, and Char ordered Camus, who had slowed down, to pick up Emma, "Your suggestion... I will consider it. of."
"There are also unicorns. We must not let Camus Weidan continue to contact unicorns. What are you thinking of making this immature and violent NewType open with a body that you can't control?" Ed continued to criticize Char. , "You're welcome to say, no one in this world can control it except me, and Amuro is close to it now. I suggest you either dispose of it or sell it to Anaheim."
"The words that came out of the mouth of the man who pushed Junius 7 away were unexpectedly convincing." Char smiled complicatedly, "I didn't expect the unexpected meeting after a year to turn out like this."
"Otherwise, what do you want to hear? I'm so happy to see you? I didn't expect that Char Aznabu would make a joke." He could feel that Char was reflecting, and Char could also feel that he could feel that Char was Reflection, but this does not mean that everyone will meet and smile, "What are you going to do, Emma Xin?"
"She is still a soldier of the Titans and can't be with us. This rescue is just to satisfy Camus' wish." Xia thought clearly, "I will put her down halfway, I have something to do. Camus and I can't expose it yet."
"Would he agree?" Ed snorted coldly, "The children of Oedipal complex in Gareth in puberty are so angry that they don't even remember their surname. Be careful to be shot by Beam Magnum."
"I'll do it in an adult's way, before he has a chance to protest." Xia seemed to have figured out something, "You're right, he must understand, otherwise he won't be able to participate in the next thing."
"Goodbye then." Emma was already contained, and Ed didn't want to continue chatting with him. "No matter what you want to do, I hope we will not meet at both ends of the battlefield next time."
"You seem to want to do something too? All I can say is that it's very unlikely." Char fully understands Ed's attitude, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have any temper, "I'll give you the good news that you survived. Find a way to tell Minerva to make the little princess happy too."
"Well, well, it's time to let her... No, wait a minute?" Ed suddenly reacted, "Xia Ya, you are plotting against me!"
However, Xi Ya ran away with Camus in the blink of an eye, ignoring his cries in his consciousness, he suddenly felt that one head was two big.
"That, Ed." Villkiss began to fly slowly towards the base, An Qi's voice pulled him back from the sea of consciousness, "Are you a creature similar to the people of Mana? Were you with them just now? ... a conversation?"
"Your intuition is terrifying. It seems that the creator is fair. If you lose something, you will get some other compensation." He didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he could only hug her gently from behind, "Thank you for today. There you are, Friday."
"Friday?!" An Qi instantly frowned, "After using it and touching enough, it changed from An Qi to Friday? Call me your name, now, immediately! Or I'll throw you out of here right away!"
Ed was happy to hear her frizzy voice, but smiled and didn't respond.
"Uh, what's the matter, are you talking?" An Qi couldn't see his expression and felt a little uneasy, "I, I'm joking, and, I don't really want to throw you down. It's like this, just now, you Why is it always like this, is it funny to bully me?"
"It's very interesting, it's very interesting, it's more interesting than rubbing Gundam, I can't stop at all." He hugged gently again, "Thank you, An Qi."
"Oh, that, no thanks." An Qi suddenly didn't want to go back, so she pretended to be lost and walked in circles in the sky, "You don't have to be too sad, everyone is used to this kind of situation, and the one who died this time is not the same. A lot, it doesn't affect the mission later."
"It's not a lot of problems, I won't get used to it, never will. When the supporting role is dead, it's dead for nothing, and the cast doesn't appear on the list. There's no such thing." He said it to An Qi, but also to himself, " No one is alone, whether they are in heaven or they are on earth, every soul that passes away is always with me."
"Ed?" The serious atmosphere made An Qi a little uncomfortable, "You... don't think too much, it's not good for your health."
"Xia Ya is introspecting, and so am I. I've been thinking about it for a whole year, how can there be a thousand days to be a thief? It's not realistic to retire at the age of twenty-five. It's done before." He couldn't help but tighten his arms holding An Qi's waist, "It's not allowed to have a story about creating a century today or throwing a satellite tomorrow, we need a world where everyone can live happily."
An Qi didn't understand what he was saying, but she instinctively understood the belief in his voice, so she asked hesitantly, "What do I need to do? I want to be... a force for a better world."
"No." Ed replied with a smile, "You can continue to be silly and cute, Friday."
"Angie! It's not Friday!" An Qi said this sentence with a lot of nostalgia. She felt like she hadn't said it for a long time. She recalled it for a while and shouted again, "Angie! It's not Friday!"
Feeling a little frightened by hearing this sentence and feeling nostalgic, Ed endured the pain and reminded her: "Have enough flight? Let's go back? The world has not been destroyed, and I will not let the world be destroyed."
"Why do you want to remind me?" An Qi's voice suddenly became depressing, and she manipulated Villkiss to start returning, "Bullying me like this... It's boring."
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"Lord Embrio, is this really okay?" The man known by everyone as Earl of Pacecraft was paying respect to another man, "It's the loss of Arzenal, and the escape of Emma Xin. ,what do you think?"
Embrio leaned on the comfortable reclining chair and watched the live broadcast from an unknown perspective. The picture was inside the tarmac of Arzenal. A blue-and-white PM was slowly descending, and the people around were expressing joy. cheers.
"Arzenal was originally a waste recycling station. It doesn't matter how many Normas die. Emma Xin has never really surrendered. Although it's a pity, it doesn't matter." He turned off the screen boredly, "How about you, you Are you sincere?"
"Of course it is—"
"I don't care either." Embrio interrupted him, recalling what he 'saw' just now, "I see, the so-called NewType resonance is something like this. NT-D is that 'he' is never seen. In the case of the real NewType, it was completely designed by speculation and imagination. I didn't expect it to have such an effect. Unlike these low-level monkeys, 'he' is really an amazing person, don't you think?"
There was another man in the room, standing respectfully beside Embrio with Peacecraft. He seemed to be fighting an ideological struggle, and it took a long time before he replied, "He is indeed a remarkable person."
"This world is dangerous, and we don't have much time left." Embrio ignored him and turned to Peascraft, "NewType, I understand, the next thing you need is an apostle. What do you have? progress?"
"Two targets were found, but neither was able to guide them into the range of the Imperial Pillar of Dawn." Peascraft looked frightened, "If it really doesn't work, I'm afraid you will have to do it yourself."
"'BOSS whose strength is set too strong often have serious flaws in personality or IQ, and capsize in the gutter is their common way of death. At this time, the audience can't help but scold the screenwriter for low IQ.' I remember 'he' was like this You said, in fact, I did almost capsize in the gutter." Embrio looked at him playfully, "Are you encouraging me to be exposed to the sight of all the apostles? Or do you think I've grown a little bit since then. None?"
"My subordinates don't dare!" Peacecraft hurriedly knelt down on one knee.
"I don't care about your loyalty." Embrio smiled disdainfully, "Kneeling is really more painful than death for a proud person like you. What made you persist until now? Yes. Still a 'well-lived' sister? Or are you still holding out some unrealistic hopes that one day 'he' will suddenly show up and bring you a Jedi comeback?"
"The subordinates are loyal and uncompromising!"
"'Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.' I remember 'he' said that, a very interesting sentence." Embrio poured himself a glass of red wine, and dangled the goblet gracefully. , "Remembering makes me a little sad, but I have to say, 'his' failure is worthless, and he fell a thousand miles away from the 'truth'. 'He' didn't even exist until the end. I don't understand, in a way, even Telles is inferior, are you saying it's ridiculous?"
Peacecraft kept his head down, trying to keep a poker face.
"Look, you've got another important piece of information, and Telles may know something about the 'truth', aren't you excited?" Embrio looked down at Peacecraft, who was kneeling on the ground, "but you When I remember that Telles is dead, I feel very depressed."
Peacecraft still perfectly interprets the meaning of the four words with no expression.
"You feel that you are the protagonist with a deep hatred of blood, and now you are enduring humiliation and burdens by the enemy's side only to avenge the bitterness one day." Embrio raised his head and gestured for the screen to turn off, "So are the three NewTypes of them, one is Creation Gundam leads the trend of science and technology, one masters the situation in the world, and one gets unicorn and is immersed in self-movement, they all think they are the protagonists of this story."
No one dared to answer, Embrio felt a little boring.
"'He' is also, always doubting whether he is the protagonist, whether others are big bosses, whether the plot is going to collapse, whether there is a problem with the world view, that's because 'he' didn't see one thing clearly." He drank the red wine in the glass and ended the topic, "Obviously, I am the protagonist."