MECHANICAL: Mechanism

With the transmission of the quantum force field, the God of Reaper is equivalent to following Yanchi with him. It finally saw the light of day and was able to leave the mech library and the long sleep. In fact, it felt happy and at a loss in its heart, but it is still unwilling to show it in front of Yanchi. from.

Reaper just released his computer system reservedly, and Yan Chi blurted out: "Is it really a dog?"

The god of death, who was black with a few golden lines from his shoulders to his tail, raised his head and bared his teeth, whining in anger.

Mingguang Palace really couldn't bear to see them misunderstood each other, so they reached out and touched Death's jaw: "This is a wolf."

Yanchi looked over and over several times, and answered with a sensible but obviously not convinced: "Oh."

The god of death rolled his eyes at the sky, muttering in his heart, the power of Mingguang Palace has always been like this, no one can refute her face to face, no matter if she is serious or talking nonsense.

Her soft silver hair is the daydream of young people.

The staff hurriedly took back the instruments and electrodes connected to Death God, so that he could return to the mech depot. Before that, one more inspection was needed before he could be released to continue serving.

But now Yanchi has not yet performed the final connection ceremony. Although it has control, the so-called contract has not yet been finalized, and it is still in a very loose state, so Yanchi can't summon it yet, just getting familiar with it in advance.

He imitated Mingguang Palace to touch the God of Death, and the God of Death lay down in front of him, faintly suspended in mid-air, expressing that he was very comfortable.Yanchi was in a dilemma, and finally chose to ask both of them at the same time: "What does it mean to connect...? Do I need to make any preparations?"

After all, he is a young man, and he had already endured the question until this time. Mingguang Palace put his hands on his chest and answered first: "Elvet will help you." Deputy Yanchi's very familiar "I have a secret I can't tell you" look: "You have to rest well, and of course you have to work hard, so that you can pass the test."

Yan Chi puffed his face to express his dissatisfaction.Of course he knew that he couldn't ask. He shouldn't know about the secrets of the military department, and it's not a good thing to know. Yanchi agreed and was quite conscious.But what he was dissatisfied with was that these people clearly knew that he was very curious, and that it was closely related to him, so they insisted on making him uncomfortable and teasing him back and forth.

Angry.

Mingguang Palace obviously did it on purpose. Seeing Yanchi puffed up his face and felt very resentful, he immediately laughed and went to look at Elwitt very viciously: "Okay, take the children back, we have to go to the Congress today."

Yanchi found that Mingguang Gong didn't like to use modal particles. She clearly looked gentle and cold, but in fact she easily teased him and laughed happily, and she avoided soft modal particles.

Artificial people can also be very complicated and contradictory, but it will surprise Yanchi occasionally.

Alwitt raised his eyebrows instead: "You want to go too?"

Mingguang Palace still folded his arms and raised his eyebrows in response: "Yes."

I didn't understand what the two were talking about at all, but Yanchi still kept quiet, feeling that the Mingguang Palace was as sharp as a blade at this time.

Alwitt didn't say much, just nodded: "That's fine. I'll take the banquet pool back first, and by the way, I will start practicing from today."

Mingguang Palace agreed: "I won't wait for you, see you in Congress then."

Seeing that they were about to separate, Yan Chi knew that Erwitt would not wait for anyone, so he bid farewell to Mingguang Palace in advance, and was then taken out by Erwitt.

He didn't understand why Elwitt brought him back and brought him back, but the feeling of being picked up by the marshal's special car was pretty good, and the other party had left him an unchangeable impression through the communication of the past few days, so he simply I don't doubt it anymore.

Alwitt was always right anyway.

Usually Alwitt doesn't speak in the car, but since he doesn't talk much usually, Yanchi is used to it, and when he speaks suddenly, Yanchi is startled.

"Your training session starts today."

Yan Chi suddenly woke up: "Huh?!"

Elwitt continued: "You have to know that physical enhancement is of course very important to pilot a mecha, but the core requirement is related to the heart. This special requirement is not only determined by genes, it requires a strong spirit and soul , you have to clearly grasp something, so that you don't lose yourself because of connecting with the mech, and collapse in its depths and cannot return."

It sounds supernatural.

"For you, the situation is a bit special, so we have planned for you. You must realize that from now on, your only goal is to come back alive. Your first task is to face your heart, in the On top of that there will be physical strengthening, and you have to be able to do both at the same time."

Yanchi was confused: "Facing the heart?"

This sounds miraculous, even somewhat agnostic, and in Yanchi's view, it is not something that Elwitt would recommend or even ask anyone to do.

Elwitt turned his head and looked at him calmly: "Yes. You have to understand that the human heart is so vast and subtle, even you can't fully understand yourself, let alone see every corner, and when you face more You must keep your heart clear to remember your existence, mission, life, and operation skills.”

Yanchi was in a rare embarrassment, because he didn't expect the topic to expand like this: "I... I didn't understand."

"You'll see."

Alwitt didn't seem surprised at all.

The so-called understanding, Yan Chi didn't understand until he entered the training room next to his room.

Inside should be what the adjutant carried back this morning—a sleeping cabin.

The banquet pool was a little sluggish.

The sleeping cabin is not very unfamiliar to him.Generally, they work with Leto in the education system, in which drugs are inhaled to enter a hypnotic state, psychological diagnosis and treatment, counseling, and other operations are performed.

face the heart.

Yanchi chewed these four words repeatedly, and his eyes when looking at the sleeping cabin became extremely vigilant.Although he has never studied psychology, he is very clear about the fact that this subject can become terrifying, and because he doesn't know much about it, he imagines it to be even scarier.

Erwitt hurriedly brought him in, and the adjutant followed: "Your Excellency, time is running out, and you are almost late for the Congress."

Originally, according to common sense, it seems that Elwitt should be present for the first time, able to respond in time and supervise at the same time, but it is obviously a special situation now, and it seems that Elwitt’s busyness is not over yet.

Yanchi thought to himself, and Alwitt simply handed him over to the adjutant: "You supervise."

Then, with a bang, the door closed. The adjutant turned around and looked him up and down with great interest: "Okay, now let's see if you are qualified to be the driver of Death."

Resentful.

The adjutant first took a box, motioned him to take off the ring and put it in, and then reminded him: "The metal and flammable gas carried on the body cannot go in."

Yanchi knew that he was already in the hands of the adjutant now, although the other party would not really do anything to him, but it was impossible to disobey his request, which was obviously a business matter, so he could only obey his orders, take off his belt and collar epaulets, and then Feeling impatient, he simply took off his coat.

Sleeping cabins generally require you to take off your shoes and go in barefoot, mainly because many people use it. In order to maintain hygiene, the banquet pool did so before it reacted.

The adjutant opened the hatch, connected to the red dragon that had been specially left as a database, and then raised his chin to signal for Yanchi to enter.

To be honest, he has blond hair and blue eyes, and his image is really likable. It's just that he has a bad attitude due to some prejudice against Yanchi, but Yanchi really can't be too angry with him, and he doesn't mind too much. Seeing that he didn't say anything What precautions, I paused for a moment, holding on to the cabin door hesitantly: "What will I see?"

Although it is called a sleep cabin, it actually enters a hypnotic state. Yanchi is very clear that this hypnosis is not the dream that was shown to him, and it can even be said that the comer is not good, otherwise there is no need for Alwitt to say it so scary. So asking is a must.

The adjutant didn't hide his surprise, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, but still didn't say much: "You yourself."

Then he raised his chin urgently.

Yanchi lay down and thought to himself, he must have a good talk with the adjutant when he has the chance, not only does he look so eccentric now that it doesn't match his image at all, it's also strange.

Then the sleep capsule was activated, and he fell into sleep.

Mingguang Palace drove to the Capitol alone.

There are a total of three marshals in the military department, each with its own style of conduct. Unlike Alwitt, who obeys the arrangements and needs and brings several staff members with him at any time, the Mingguang Palace, which is used to walking alone with a sword, even on such a rather formal occasion They seldom use the guard of honor according to their own ostentation, on the contrary, they often come and go as fast as they want.

Artificial people are not simple characters, no matter from historical reasons or the current situation, they are rarely subject to any constraints, so Mingguang Palace is also confident.

Her military uniform is slightly different from Elwitt's, which is also the reason for the different functions and division of labor of the marshal. At the same time, it can be regarded as a concession to Elwitt's special status.Her collar was silver, as were her high combat boots, which bore the emblem of her regiment, the Gale.

The word Gale used to be a slogan for an ancient imperial army to launch a charge. They were invincible and invincible, so it had a special meaning. Even among the Explorer Legion, Gale was quite powerful, especially their commander.

When Mingguang Palace's car came in, it alarmed the security personnel inside. It was impossible for them to stop her, but of course they came out to greet her immediately: "Your Excellency Mingguang Palace, your arrival really surprised us."

That's human beings, their language is so complex they just try to hide what they really want to say.

Mingguang Palace is usually very kind at such times, and replied with a smile: "I think it's because I don't have many meetings. Erwitt will come later, so I'll wait for him here."

The reception secretary was very helpless: "How can I let you stand here and wait, we have prepared a lounge, please come with me."

In fact, in the Capitol, Mingguang Palace, who claims to not come often, is one of the most favored military personnel.She is kind and gentle, and her behavior and language are quite close to human beings, even very confusing. She is also a rare woman, and of course many people will naturally have a higher liking for her.

Especially in contrast to Erwitte's unmoving image.

The lounge was very simple. The secretary poured tea and brought it over in person: "The speaker and all members of the assembly have not arrived yet, you can rest assured, I don't think His Excellency Alwitt will be late."

Although talking about the speaker, this secretary is not the secretary of the speaker. He is the secretary-general of the Congress Secretariat and one of the nine upper house members. Although the weight is the lowest, he should not serve tea in person anyway. The person pouring water, Mingguang Palace moved to make room for a place: "Sit down, Heinrich. I think your work is almost done."

It wasn't the first time they had met, or even had a conversation, so the Secretary-General sat down graciously.

The most basic job content of the Secretary-General is to maintain the normal operation of the entire Congress, which includes daily scheduling, allocation of public resources, promotion of affiliated personnel, distribution of office supplies and daily necessities, as well as arranging seats for such large meetings , tea, and if the time is too long, consider eating.Although very trivial, it is also very important.

If the military department is controlled by artificial people because of innate requirements, then the Congress is the territory of natural people. The nobles of the Galactic Empire and the rebel army have achieved a delicate balance. It is also a delicate art to compete and support among the nine seats. .

Just like Secretary-General Heinrich, he is a natural person produced by the combination of the genes of his parents.

Today, the reproductive method of natural childbirth is put on the last option, and people like Heinrich who have families and traceable family history can be called de facto nobles.The era is entrenched in the Congress, so that they can completely succeed brothers and fathers, and even the military department did not express too many opinions.

Whether it is a system or a country, decay and cutting-edge always exist in one body at the same time, which is a natural law.

However, it is obviously a misunderstanding to think that all the Congress is full of intricate bureaucratic entanglements.

In addition to people like Heinrich, there are still a considerable number of members of Congress who are talented natural persons and robots who have contributed a lot. Therefore, Mingguang Palace has always ignored the rejection of Congress.

Congress cannot be shaken and influenced by individuals, let alone someone's weapon. If there are still people who can command Congress to attack the military and succeed, it will be a disgrace to the entire country.

Of course, the military department is not a soft-shelled turtle, so what are you afraid of?

Mingguanggong bowed his head to drink tea, and Heinrich also rarely relaxed for a while.Although it has to be experienced once a month, there are some subtle differences every time, and he always needs to deal with it. It starts two or three days before the meeting and ends two or three days after the meeting. It is really not easy, only this meeting Just a chance to breathe.

There were only two people in the lounge, and Heinrich couldn't help turning his thoughts to Mingguang Palace.

She didn't drink sugar in her tea, she wasn't addicted to sugar like others, and she often came here alone to find friends, so Heinrich was very familiar with her, but he doubted that they were not familiar at all.

Of course, every time she sees Mingguang Palace, she will say hello, but in terms of her memory and personality construction, it is difficult to determine whether her heart is as gentle as the surface.

Artificial humans are not good at this point, they cannot touch their hearts.

Whether it is Elwitt or Mingguang Palace, no matter how perfect they are, no matter how close they look to humans, after all... they are not of the same race after all, and it is really difficult to understand each other.

Heinrich also knew that due to the frequent visits of the Mingguang Palace, many younger staff members were inevitably attracted to her. There were not many people who expressed ambiguous affection or direct love for her in private or in public, but obviously, there were none at all. A person was once accepted.

The appearance of Mingguang Palace is so approachable, so many people can't control themselves from jumping into the flames, but Heinrich once heard the old man in the family mention that her essence is the knife, and she can't get close without being cut.

The history that can be traced back must be more than 100 years. Mingguang Palace has never understood what love is, let alone responding.

Legend has it that the last female emperor of the Galactic Empire intercepted Noah's Ark in space, asked them to accept the surrender of her subjects with the dignity of a king, and took them away.

At that time, Le Lunai had not been burned by cosmic rays. She personally met with the majesty, accompanied by the Mingguang Palace, and the two walked into the former Sensen Palace one after the other.

The transparent and bluish smooth ground and dome did not block the eerie and darkness at the end of the palace. The queen's skirt was as long as a river, and the gem-studded crown was a treasure handed down from the founding emperor, just like this majestic palace, just like the noble queen lineage.

"I've wanted to see you for a long time, Le Luna."

Leaning on her throne, her beautiful yet unexpectedly fragile face is exposed to the light, like the most precious flower, or a fragile gem.

This is not a lie. The prototype of Le Luna was born in the Galactic Empire, but the scientists at that time lost trust in the country, defected with core secrets, and returned to the abandoned earth. In the end, the experiment was successful. It should have been used to consolidate the weapon of rule. It turned out to be the hand of God that hastened destruction, which is ironic and wonderfully symmetrical.

Le Luna is different from others. She denies this decaying empire entirely because it should perish no matter in terms of probability or human civilization. The scene was even peaceful.

However, Le Lunai's answer was not very humane: "I won't say it's my honor, but maybe it's the same as Your Majesty, I also want to meet you."

Although he used an honorific title, Le Lunai didn't have the slightest awe, just like those subjects who fled in all directions before.

The queen's expression is calm, and she can't see the depression and despair of the end of the world. This makes Mingguang Palace, who is silent at the side, admire secretly.

Born into a royal family with rich clothes and rich food, it is nothing but luck and probability, but being able to be so calm when the building is about to collapse, and still retain a dignity, is really worthy of admiration and admiration.

After politely speaking, it was only a back and forth, and the queen cut to the point.She is not responsible for the way the Galactic Empire is now, she is just the last Emperor.The more the country's fortune declines, the more difficult it is for the royal blood to continue, and the high-ranking Tianjiahua is hindered in many ways. Even if they try their best to turn the tide, they are powerless.

She is easy to handle by herself, but she is only one person, but there are so many people in the Galactic Empire, they cannot perish along with the collapse of the empire.

"Please, accept those people and nobles who are willing to surrender. They are all human beings anyway, and the huge empire of the past has no longer existed. Since they come from the same origin, they are also willing to admit their new identities. Please at least give They have a chance."

The Queen's expression was earnest, with a sense of desolation, resolute and sober, obviously putting herself outside the scope of rescue.

Le Lunai paused for a moment, looking at the queen with unclear meaning: "Then what should His Majesty do?"

Obviously, this is not a question for her, but a reminder.As the backbone force insisting on destroying the Galactic Empire, Le Lunay cannot accept that the queen is equal to herself. She is not in order to maintain the power, but to maintain the political system and to preserve the fruits of the revolution. If they can really find a new A livable planet, start a new life, there can be no royal blood to re-influence everyone, and make an imperial regime again.

The monarchy is not suitable for the human group at this stage, at least this is Le Rennay's point of view.

Integration also does not require the struggle of leaders who clearly cannot stand together.

The queen understood what she meant, and she had considered this issue.

Mingguang Palace watched her stand up, leaning on the slender ceremonial sword, with a straight and thin body, lowered her head resolutely and indifferently, looking down at them, her voice was long and emotionless.

"I am the last emperor of the Galactic Empire, both in life and after death," she even smiled: "I am willing to die for this country, this is my best ending."

Le Luna was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Very good."

The eternal stars surround this magnificent palace, and at this moment, they reflect the last emperor, the ruler and heir of a declining dynasty, and the person who overthrew the rule. The dust settled.

"We will start arranging political review and admission work. We can only stay here for three days. After three days, the aftermath of the explosion will come here. By then..."

Le Lunai fulfilled her obligation to inform, but the queen interrupted her, and Dong Ming answered: "It is also my death day."

She sat back on the cold throne again, looked up at the dome, the columns, the statues, the golden angel wings and the beautiful and merciful goddess statue, as well as her long hair like gold, hands like white jade, she smiled slightly, her fingers trembling , as if the mind has no fear, but the body is afraid of the doomed death that is close at hand: "I wish you all the prosperity of the country, and I also wish myself that I can sleep peacefully and have the entire Galactic Empire buried with me. alone."

"It is worthy of me."