MECHANICAL: Mechanism

Yanchi didn't know how Erwitt spent his day, even though he could be said to be the closest person to Erwitt in the whole country or the entire planet.

The sudden change of place had less obvious impact on the banquet pool that had only been active in Yecheng since birth, but he still realized it when he was woken up by Elwitt at seven o'clock the next morning.

Normally, he should have woken up at this time, not to mention that he even fell asleep for the first time yesterday, logically speaking, there is no need for Elwitt to continue standing on the head of the bed to get up.

And why does Alwitt like to stand silently at the head of other people's bed so much to scare people?Yanchi always thought that he was the kind of person who cared about boundaries and privacy, and didn't want to get close to anyone, but this was the second time within 24 hours?

After being forced to wake up, Yanchi was still struggling with this. By the time he finished grooming and went downstairs, Alwitt was already sitting at the breakfast table. To be honest, the portion of the breakfast was scary, so Yanchi was slightly taken aback. Only then did I realize that Erwitt should eat normally like this—he is not a natural person after all.

By the way, another problem is also solved. For Alwitt, perhaps, even seeing other people naked, talking in sleep, falling off the bed to the floor, or any other gaffes and abnormalities, is completely acceptable and will not take it to heart. go……

The idea of ​​an artificial human being is really...

Sometimes Yanchi doubts whether this kind of concept will make their lives longer and boring, after all, many funs do not exist like this.For young Yanchi, a life without fun is obviously not conceivable and acceptable.

But Yanchi won't ask, he wants face, although Alwitt may not care about it, and he won't find it strange, but he doesn't want to remind himself again what kind of cub he is in Erwitt's eyes, so just Ann Sit quietly and eat breakfast.

They were not slow to eat, but Erwitt paused when he sat down in the banquet pool, and told the scene: "After breakfast, we will go to see Death."

Obviously, Elwitt just likes to notify the party who has no decision-making power when something is imminent, and he is very understated.

Yanchi was very calm: "Yes."

Then with a bang, the cup containing the nutrient was knocked over.Fortunately, he nimbly reached out to grab the cup at the moment it fell over, and the butler robot quickly grabbed the absorbent paper with two pliers that acted as hands, and wiped the table and his affected hands clean.

It's really hard to be calm!

Yan Chi bit his lip, not knowing what preparations he needed to make before seeing his mecha for the first time.He was really excited and completely clueless.

The situation is very special for mechas of the level of Reaper and sealed up because of the death of the previous owner. There is no useful information found, at least at the current level of Yanchi.He wanted to ask Elwitt, but he didn't have a chance, and he forgot all about it when getting along, and now thinking about it, he was as nervous as if he was about to go on a blind date.

"Then... what should I do?" Yan Chi hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to learn from the scriptures.

Alwitt raised his eyes, looked at him and bit off a large piece of meat in one bite. Although he was not eager or ugly, but he was very cruel. Affected by his eating, he felt very hungry, and he felt very hungry. After taking a big bite, he continued to wait for the answer.

In the end, the answer was: "You don't need to do anything."

Banquet pool:? ? ? ?

Does this work too?

Thinking about Red Dragon, Yanchi deeply felt that Erwitt is a man who is full and does not know how hungry a man is. Red Dragon does not know how much he depends on him. If he can show his form, he would like to lie on Erwitt's shoulder every day, and he will act like a baby!

Do low-level young officers like Yanchi get this kind of treatment?

It's like one is the idol of the whole army, as long as you pick whoever you like, the other is just a small officer, and you haven't held hands until now, can it be the same?

... This metaphor is indeed true, except that Alwitt's experience is rich or not, which is beyond imagination.

Thinking about it this way makes me feel even more sad and indignant. The real drought dies, and the flood dies.

Yan Chi cleared his throat and explained his thoughts: "I heard that obtaining the approval of the mecha is also very important, so I want to prepare in advance, but I didn't find any useful information yesterday-after all, the god of death has been dusty for too long."

But he didn't have any doubts about whether it could still be used, and the Reaper could be regarded as a mecha that was absolutely comparable to the Red Dragon in terms of ratings.

Unexpectedly, after Erwitt heard the words, he paused for a while, thought for a moment, and then shook his head: "It's useless, the god of death will not agree with you, but that's not important."

Yan Chi almost turned the table: "What does this mean?"

Erwitt glanced at him, Yanchi's grief and disbelief were written on his face, even a little funny, with a very sluggish look.

"Since you have checked the information, you should know why the god of death entered dormancy, right?"

Erwitt decided to take Leto's advice and question the basic skills of getting along with spiritual teenagers, and follow the guidance.

Yanchi nodded, and realized that he couldn't eat any more: "It is said that since the death of its owner, the god of death has chosen to go dormant because of his loyalty, and when no one can match it, the military department did not force it to eat. It continued to serve, but it was kept safe, hoping to be reawakened..."

In fact, the beautiful quality of loyalty appears in mechas that obviously cannot be regarded as artificial intelligence. Once the pilot is lost, the mecha will lose its soul. "You mean, it doesn't want to? Does the mecha have this degree of freedom?"

Generally speaking, although they all have personalities, mechas have no autonomy. They have to be assigned. Once the match is qualified, the mechas have no right to refuse, and the god of death sounds like he can decide whether he can really Become its driver?

This is not reasonable, is it?

Alwitt corrected him patiently: "Generally speaking, no. But it is basically impossible to establish a relationship with the Grim Reaper, or to cooperate seamlessly at the beginning. I suggest that you should not expect too much, especially when you It is also a very special situation. I have seen many mecha pilots, even to the point of treating the mecha as a soul mate, but this kind of situation is expected to be difficult to appear between you and the god of death, and there is no such expectation. Not necessary. Especially when you are such a special case."

Yanchi didn't know where to start complaining.

He felt that the Grim Reaper had changed from a literal Grim Reaper to a little widow, and he was the pick-up man without any surprise, and what was "You are so special too?"

Hairy back.

Alwitt is the one who is able to keep secrets the most among the people Yanchi has seen, and he does not have the slightest awareness of keeping secrets. can not tell you.

It was too difficult to keep refusing to listen and not to ask, Yanchi felt uncomfortable and painful, and even wanted to cry.

But he thought over and over again, and in the end he didn't ask, but replied with a sad face: "Oh."

This is very funny, but Elwitt laughed a lot. Although he thought it was very interesting, he didn't twitch his lips. He just nodded and ended the conversation.

Yanchi finished his meal with mixed feelings, and waited for Alwitt to finish his meal with mixed feelings, and walked out behind him.

The adjutant seemed to be coming back from the outside, followed by two academicians of the Academy of Sciences, and behind him was a robot carrying a large box. It was unclear what it was. Seeing Erwitt, they all saluted: "Your Excellency Erwitt."

Banquet silently raised his hands behind Elwitt in salute.

It seems that Erwitt knows what's in the box: "Yesel debugged quickly?"

The adjutant nodded: "As soon as I got there, someone pulled her up, and it looks like it's been up all night." He shook his head, sighed, and glanced at Yanchi complicatedly.

Compared with yesterday's attitude, the adjutant's glance now is simply amiable and cute. Yan Chi feels very good, grinning at him, as if he is the most popular little wolf dog of the 23rd Legion.

The adjutant seemed to be choked, rolled his eyes to the sky, and looked away.

Yanchi didn't take it seriously, seeing that Erwitt continued to walk forward without stopping, he also hurriedly followed, so he didn't pay attention to the adjutant's attitude anymore.

Even though he knew that the god of death was a little widow who didn't care about him, the groom's official banquet pool was still happy to meet it.

I thought that I should be able to see the mecha warehouse where all the mechas are stored, and I still thought about how mysterious and grand it is in my mind for a long time, but in the end they arrived at the military headquarters.

If you want to come to the bumpkin banquet pool, the only ones you haven't seen before are the Congress, but he is not very curious.What he was curious about was how Death could be here.

Did they confess it because it was so faithful?

Yanchi admits that sometimes he does have big brains.

Elwitt seemed to see that his head was full of questions, and answered in advance: "Yesterday, I informed them that Reaper was moved here. The armor library is one of the country's most core secrets, and it cannot be easily set foot in."

This banquet pool didn't really want to go in. Although the god of death didn't love him, he had fallen in love with the god of death and didn't mind being loyal.

Yan Chi nodded: "Oh."

He guessed that the place where the god of death was released should be very close to Alwitt's office, within his activity area, because the people who greeted him all the way along the way didn't seem very excited or very curious, Alwitt Corvette also walks very well.

But they were very surprised to see Yanchi, and they seemed very interested in him as a newcomer.Yanchi still adheres to the policy of obedience in the new environment, and follows Elwitt without looking sideways.

Bypassing a high-tech corridor, several people greeted him: "Your Excellency, the god of death is ready."

Yan Chi's eyes lit up, very happy.

Elvitt nodded, took the lead to swipe his card, and opened a door.

The tall mecha is inside, standing upright.

This should not be in its complete form, but it is already very huge. This large conference room still looks cramped when it is put down. Yan Chi looked up at it, and felt that it was somewhat indescribably similar to the Red Dragon.

They're all... a bit too animal-like... but the Red Dragon is a dragon, and the Reaper is... a dog?

It seems that the god of death also simulates the behavior of animals?

Its eyes are still closed, and its black paint is majestic and decorated with golden lines. It looks like a monster that destroys the world created by combining steampunk and alchemy in the story. Although it is lifeless, its coercion always exists. Very heavy, fully in line with the name of the god of death.

Yanchi is very satisfied with this blind date!

He was busy looking up at the god of death, and someone had already opened the door and entered.

This meeting room is temporarily used as a place to wake up the god of death, and not many people know about it, but obviously, the other two marshals of the military department are definitely not among the concealed crowd, so when Elwitt turned around, he saw the familiar Mingguang Palace walk in.

She is the only female marshal, and she was once a member of the artificial human legion led by Elwitt. The journey of escaping the Milky Way and drifting in the universe caused too much damage to the artificial human. There is a faint prestige of Le Rennay's successor, who was resolutely included in the military department by the initial congress at the beginning. Because of his status and reputation, he became a marshal for the sake of checks and balances and a smooth transition.

Compared with Le Lunai, her appearance is quite confusing. She has long golden wavy hair, deep blue eyes like the sea, and is completely different from the name similar to the princess of the Eastern Kingdom on the ancient earth. She is a typical mixed race of white race. In appearance, the figure is tall and stretched, graceful and graceful, and often wears a long knife, like a glamorous Valkyrie.

"Morning, Elwitt." Mingguang Palace greeted Erwitt with a smile.

Since they went out to preside over the work some time ago, this was the first time they met in the military headquarters. Mingguang Palace, like Elwitt, went to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, and immediately turned his attention to the banquet pool: "This is the banquet pool? "

Yan Chi was still paying homage to the God of Death, so her gaze also fell on the God of Death, and she sighed softly: "It's been a long time since I saw it."

Mingguang Palace has a complex expression: "When it is born, death will cleanse the world and rebuild a new world."

This sentence is the inscription of the god of death. Its image and inspiration actually come from ancient myths. It is said that there was once a god who ruled destruction. When the world should be destroyed, he danced and the whole world collapsed. Destroy, and then rebuild a new world out of all death.

The inscription of the god of death obviously comes from this.

At this time, Yan Chi realized that a new person had arrived, and when he looked back, he lost his language function.

Mingguang Palace is also one of the military idols who are quite popular in the military camps, and her personality is very strange among artificial humans, gentle and strict, and even quite close to natural people. It is said that this is the most successful simulation of the personality of natural people. This time, and the appearance is of course impeccable, Yan Chi's gaze couldn't help but slide down, and then was blocked by the chest of Mingguang Palace, lingering on the chest of the strict military uniform.

Mingguang Palace didn't feel offended, but was even amused.

It is true that she has not seen such an innocent and straightforward child for many years. She is not very good at hiding herself, and she has not been deeply rooted in the socialized behavior norms. She behaves very authentically, which is really interesting.

When she smiled, Yan Chi realized that she was impolite, and immediately saluted: "Hello, Your Excellency."

Mingguang Palace raised his hand to return the gift: "Don't be too nervous, Death God and I are old friends. We haven't seen each other for many years, and I still miss it. Of course, I also want to see what it's like to be able to restart Death God. alright."

The core key of the mecha has always been in the hands of Elwitt, and this part of the work is not under the control of Mingguang Palace, so she said that she just came to see old friends and Yanchi, which is indeed the truth. Somewhat embarrassed, seeing Alwitt stepping forward and preparing to enter the core key on the input panel pulled down by the staff at the side, he took a step back and prepared to face the first scrutiny of the God of Death nervously.

Mingguang Palace glanced at him again, sighed slightly, and shook his head.

She really wanted the kid to really succeed.

It took about ten seconds for Erwitt to key in the key, but according to Yanchi’s rough estimate, it would take a few minutes for someone else to write such a long key, which shows that Erwitt is really proficient.

He originally thought that Erwitt, who exists in duality, should upload his own consciousness and then operate it, but it seems that it is not necessary at present, it is very simple.

But soon, this method of suppressing nervousness and distracting thoughts will not work, because the god of death issued a reminder sound that it is starting up, and the joints that have been lubricated and maintained early also hummed in good operation.

Yan Chi couldn't move his eyes away, only saw a pair of golden eyes suddenly opened, looked around, then lowered his head, stretched out in front of several people.

"You're awake, Death."

Erwitt's tone also carried a hint of sigh.

Reaper kept his face still, turned his eyes to Erwitt, and replied in a low voice: "Long time no see, Your Excellency Marshal? What are you doing to wake me up?"

It seems that the personality of the God of Death is an adult man, with a mysterious feeling created by deliberately lowering his voice, obviously depressed and not very happy.

But Elwit certainly doesn't care about this: "We have found a new owner for you, and welcome you to return to the queue of service and contribute to the country."

His notification was so natural, but the god of death couldn't accept it: "What? You have created a new artificial human?"

Mingguanggong looked at it with a smile, and took over the conversation: "No, I'm disappointed, but the experiment of artificial humans is still in progress, and no breakthrough has been made, but the good news is that we found that there are also human beings among natural humans. Isn't it a pleasant surprise that the candidate is 100% suitable for you?"

The God of Death's big head moved closer, his protruding snout was almost in front of Mingguang Palace, he sniffed in a very animalistic way, and asked doubtfully, "Your Excellency Mingguang Palace?"

Alwitt happened to have sent Yanchi's basic information on the panel, including the genetic test report: "Please check."

Ming Guanggong reached out to touch the kiss of the god of death, slipped down and scratched its chin, not sure if the god of death would feel very comfortable, anyway, it rubbed against the god of death in a very human way, then suddenly stopped moving, for a moment Then in disbelief: "No! No no no! I don't believe it! My heart belongs to the master forever!"

It suddenly turned its head to look at Yanchi, stared straight at his face with its big golden eyes, and solemnly swore word by word: "Even if you get me, you won't get my heart!"

The groom's official banquet was brutally rejected by the little widow.

Mingguang Palace had already burst out laughing, but Yanchi thought that this routine was really familiar. Could it be that God of Death has also read the book "Through Your Black Hair and My Hand"?

He felt that the Grim Reaper was more humanized now, and he even forgot to lower his voice. It sounded a lot clearer, and it was quite pleasing to the ear. Even his preset age had changed from 30 to 24-five.

For this kind of person, Yanchi instinctively felt that Erwitt's attitude should be the most suffocating, so he imitated Erwitt with a straight face: "As long as I get your body and continue to serve the country, I don't need your heart. "

The god of death groaned and shrank back.

The room fell into a moment of silence.

But Yanchi is very clear that it is impossible for Reaper to refuse to serve, and it also belongs to the category of artificial intelligence. Asimov's three robot rules are still restricting it, so he can't refuse anyway, as it said , can only maintain the loyalty of the heart.

Yanchi agrees that Jijia has its own heart, and he is willing to respect it, and as he himself said, he really doesn't care much about the heart of the god of death.

He doesn't want to interfere, and even feels that it misses its former owner so much, it really makes his eyes fill with tears, as if he witnessed the relationship between a great person who traveled through time, and his favorite weapon, best friend, and mecha. emotion.

There is always something that lasts forever.

Finally, the god of death seemed to give up his stubborn resistance, lowered his head and said pitifully, "Okay, I agree to continue serving. It's a pleasure to meet you, Major Yanchi."

Sure enough, he was already a school official, and Yan Chi didn't feel surprised when he got the exact news of his promotion here. Instead, he saluted the God of Death solemnly and very properly, and said sincerely: "It's a pleasure to meet you, God of Death."

The Grim Reaper raised his eyes and glanced at him, as if he was paying more attention, and asked Alwitt in a muffled voice: "Your Excellency, Marshal, when will the connection ceremony be held?"

Logically speaking, it is now, but Elwitt vetoed it: "Before the ceremony, we still have a lot of preparations. Now is not the time, but you can already leave with the banquet pool. We have prepared the ring here."

The Grim Reaper is still not interested: "Hmph."

Newly-married is equal to the feast of formal marriage: Hehe, what else can I do?

And Erwitt said again "not yet", Yanchi's mood became more and more complicated.

Someone brought a ring box, and Yanchi took it consciously and put it on himself. When he found that the size was just right, he was stunned for a moment, remembering that it must have been measured when he was in the Academy of Sciences, but...

Thinking of this, he suspected that the Academy of Sciences might have his Jiji data now.

Humph.