Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"It's not intentional to say something you don't understand, but only when you are strong enough to 'ascend', you will understand what I mean. Even the siren can't find the right words to describe the ascension. The world that the psyker enters... or rather, the area?" The dream weaver was very patient with Dake's surprise, and compared to the long watch and wait, this time to interact with other individuals may seem to be enough Precious.

"...Ascension."

Da Ke pondered this special word.

He has seen this word in many records related to the pioneers. It can refer to the direction of a civilization evolution to its peak, or it can refer to a degree of strength beyond the secular axiom.

For example, Zello, as pioneers, they have undoubtedly achieved soaring in the field of psionic energy.

"Comrade Yizhimengzhe, how long do you think it will take for you to reach the realm of ascension with psionic power?" Da Ke then stared at the other party's eyes filled with large strands of blue light, which were as thick as floating mist.

The prototype ship in front of him, as a psychic, should be stronger than himself, this is Da Ke's "judgment".

"...Ascension is not an individual thing, because the strength of an individual is limited."

The dream weaver quietly enjoys Dake's gaze. The eyes of both of them are radiating spiritual power as if they are of the same kind. In terms of bloodline and physical composition, they have nothing to do with each other, but spiritually, they can reach many blood relatives. Mutual induction that cannot be achieved: "Regardless of whether the Bolshevik's thought can stand out in the end, I have to agree with its core idea that the power of one person can never be compared with the power of the collective... For example, the ascension of psionic power must be the result of the entire group and The collective spiritual power of civilization can only be achieved after exceeding a certain level, no matter how strong you and I are, we are just a bolt in the collective."

"I get it roughly."

Da Ke took a deep breath: "At first I didn't expect to ask this additional question, thank you for answering it together, now it seems that although our cooperation has been hindered, there is still a chance to make it to a higher level, after all, the Soviet Union The reforms underway do not conflict with your goals."

"Yes, on the road of universal psykers, even the host will not interfere with you too much."

The dream weaver laughed again, still the same kind of smile: "You give full play to your own advantages, so as to influence the whole chessboard - so that all chess players can't destroy you or use you as bait!" idea."

But she also quickly put away her smile and returned to that slightly sleepy demeanor. In fact, Da Ke felt that it was difficult for her to be interested in anything for a long time. She would probably be like an observer on weekdays and like to make fun by herself Let's kill time: "Then... I tell Tianpalansi the information that you are building a new type of warship. You don't mind, do you? Just take it as my return gift for solving your doubts."

"Please, even if she knows, if the host doesn't supplement her army, at most it's just a matter of vigilance."

Da Ke crossed his arms: "I never planned to use a surprise attack to win, but to fill the front line with high-quality and cheap war machines as much as possible.

"

"Has the capacity reached enough to fill the battle lines?"

"Please go to the apocalypse yourself, anyway, your intelligence agent has also penetrated into our interior."

Dake also had bad intentions to tease the observers, and looked at the twin-tailed octopus with malice.

The observer's extremely gray face turned red again, pinching his wrist and toes and pinching them, as if trying to pinch them off.

"Perhaps Tianpalansi is destined to die again."

During the casual conversation, Dreamweaver seemed to have foreseen the ending of her colleagues, but this was contrary to the sloppy pattern she just showed, which was very contradictory.

"...It's all here, don't you want to have a banquet or something?"

Seeing that the matter had basically been discussed, Da Ke planned to ask the British comrades to spread the table and prepare two dishes.

"I can experience all human dishes by simulating the sense of taste, and it doesn't work to win me over through food."

However, Dreamweaver blinked: "In addition, the other senses are also, even if it is your all-round main gun diplomacy, I am not interested."

"!!"

Nimi next to him understood almost instantly, looking at Dream Weaver with hostility and shame in his eyes - how dare you say such a thing!

"...As a collector of knowledge and information, maybe you like to read books and collect some works of art—although there are countless human works in your natural evolution system, you probably haven't had time to import new works."

Da Ke didn't feel any embarrassment, and handed over a brand new "bribe".

"I can help you get the newly born cultural treasures of human society, and send them as soon as possible."

"...You have impressed me, so we will continue to use Observer [-] as our intermediary in the future?"

The dream weaver accepted Dake's "bribe" without much hesitation:

"... But the information about my liking for literary and artistic works... It seems that your intelligence personnel have already penetrated into us."

She looked at the fidgeting observers around her with a kind of gratified and teasing eyes, until her arms and legs lost their luster, and she couldn't help but ran to the middle of the ship to hide.

This time, those spirit-like shipgirl representatives didn't hide from her like dirty things, because in some positions, she was in the same group as herself and others.

"Is this okay?" Dake showed a distressed expression very artificially.

"Obviously you are the one who fascinated her so much, do you still care if I agree or not?"

Zero tone of play: "All observer ships have experienced a lot of ugliness in the world, and they also hibernate in the ranks of humans and ship girls. They like to watch humans present interesting performances for themselves, taking guidance and deception as pleasure. , is much more difficult to get than those women with muscles in the mind of the arbitrators—now they are actually committed to a man... It really surprises me, and my interest in you also came from knowing that you made a contract with her."

"You'll be more interested in me in the future."

Dake is very confident.

"I'm waiting, ah, the premise is that my disobedient subordinate is not jealous.

"

Although he echoed the other party's ridicule on his face, Dake's keen spiritual power could faintly feel the true thoughts of this large jellyfish.

She seems to be quite interested in letting her subordinates eat her vinegar

PS. The latest diplomatic documentary was posted in the group, from Shinano

413 When You Are Ready, Death Will Not Find You

The dream weaver said that he didn't care about the banquet, but all the materials were ready, so there was no reason not to hold it.

This is not extravagance or waste, or a hot face and a cold butt, it is simply because this small island that carries special memories makes the accompanying iron-blooded girls linger.

People are nostalgic, recalling the past - and then fighting for a better tomorrow, this is the epitome of these warriors and boatmen.

In addition, Da Ke still wants to talk to Dream Weaver about something that is not within the intended topic.

For example, designate a maritime exchange zone.

"Is it a neutral area where sirens and humans are allowed to trade normally? But

Why choose Coral Sea? "-

The dream weaver turned to Da Ke, who was holding a wine glass but pretending to be full of childish orange soda, in puzzlement.

Peace does not come easily. "

Da Ke stared straight at Zero Ethereal's face: "And it is at the junction of the current heavy cherry control area and the white eagle control area, which is very suitable as the existing profit distribution boundary, and there will be conflicts one step further , but everyone doesn’t want to withdraw their outstretched hands, so they can only adopt such a more tactful method.”

"You mean there will be sirens in this cake too?"

"I know you used to look down on the resource area south of the Coral Sea, and just obeyed the host's order to occupy it, but our attitude is also very clear, as long as you are a member of the alliance, you will benefit."

"Very human, it's a choice, but I agree, I will choose a place near the Coral Sea to establish an observer station, which will act as a consultation center and a protective umbrella for the three parties."

Zero is quite satisfied with Dak's concept of treating Siren as a partner rather than a background board that only sends equipment and treasure boxes.

Although she never said that she wanted to seek benefits for her observer faction, it didn't mean that she didn't care about her subordinates. Da Ke also confirmed that the other party might be a special individual who was willing to talk about human feelings, so he put all kinds of things.

"Then trouble you."

It’s easy to talk to someone with a clear mind—Da Ke quickly called the Moscow side and organized relevant expatriate staff.—I heard that there is an opportunity to go to the Pacific Ocean, and many guys who are holding their farts in China are clamoring for it. Public-funded tourism does not care at all that the level of infrastructure in this place has returned to the original period through long wear and tear. "

Manjiu Orchestra began to play "March on the Journey". Dake once used this piece of music to frighten off a large group of Siren reinforcements near Solomon, but now he can sit at the same table with the Sirens to appreciate art together. I can't help but Make him sigh.

"...as if it were yesterday."

Halfway through the hearing, Dake subconsciously exerted a little force on the hand holding the rim of the cup.

Although it is rare for Manjiu to not work hard, this unexpectedly serious performance seems to bring him back to Stalingrad in 1948, when the construction project of his hull had been submitted to Nikolaev by the Central Design Bureau The shipyard, the whole country is still immersed in the pain of the war, but their backs are straight, and all comrades at that time thought that everything would only be better.

But she, who was supposed to contribute to the cause of the motherland, left when she needed it most.

I can understand the things in your hometown, but the law of nature is that the weak prey on the strong—it is not civilization, because they are just a by-product of civilization, a wild dog that breaks free from chains. "

The dream weaver can feel that Da Keyin is suddenly aroused under the joyous atmosphere

grief, but she will not comfort this man.

"If you want to shut up a barking dog, the quickest way other than to argue with its owner is to pick up a rock and throw it—the latter is less difficult to achieve."

"Ah."

Da Ke nodded: "I have seen their wars in the sky... I am confident that I can win all the wars on the earth, but the threat of outer space is still a bit difficult to deal with. In the words of those politicians, I am A ghost from the past, already behind the times, but trying to face an enemy who has gone hundreds of years, tens of thousands of years ahead of human beings."

[-]"...maybe not all civilizations more advanced than humans choose

What about the truly advanced path? "

The dream weaver floated lightly, not knowing whether he was raising a big gram or something

, stop here.

"makes sense."

Da Ke raised his glass to Ling: "I'm going to accompany your little subordinate, this time I will

Thanks to her--"

"Please."

The dream weaver seemed to be uninterested and lay back on his huge ship, as if he was sleepy. '

As soon as she saw Dake pinching the observer's face from the back, her psychic energy never stopped running, and multiple possibilities were presented in front of those Youlan pupils with an efficiency exceeding the natural calculus system:

"Fallen Angels - have been roaming the earth, they will be saved before Judgment Day ????.." a

Human beings have always been good at making up stories. For the uncrowned king of the Siren intelligence department, religious classics such as the Bible and the Koran are also a kind of story-but now she thinks that it may be a kind of "record" rather than a complete fabrication of.

"It's so similar to everything I've seen. Perhaps long before the zero box came down, the humans here saw the corner of the future through the heritage of the pioneers, but their cognition can't explain everything brought by psionic energy, I also can’t understand what this man is insisting on, which is too advanced for them, and can only be passively understood as God loves the world...but there are many Gods like him.”

Perhaps for this era, he does not come from the past, but returns from the future.

Starting from the Pacific Ocean and heading west across Eurasia, the line between night and day becomes clear at Greenwich.

Compared with the Eastern Ocean, which is undergoing drastic changes, the early morning in London may appear to be too ordinary on the surface. Mafty's attack disappeared for a few days, so that there was no news to watch, and even the fear was left numb. The employees in the capital city commute mechanically, and the workers seem to be living a better life under the guidance of the trade union organized by the cabinet members, but there is no fundamental improvement. Everything seems to be reversed in time.

But even in such a vulgar flow, there are always some guys who go against the tide are particularly conspicuous.

"This is Colonel Cunningham."

Hood raised his palm and grandly introduced a heavyweight to a bank clerk whose identity was very vague.

"This is Mr. Noah—"

Turning her hands over, she introduced the young gentleman again for the mouthpiece chosen by the old Royal Navy faction.

一"... Time is running out, Mr. Noah, the glory of our ancestors requires us to