Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

"Why, is there anything else that needs to be dealt with after today's actions?"

Yazi shook his head:

"No, everything is normal. The wounded have been placed properly, and all equipment has been recovered. It's just..."

The hand on the back of the chair suddenly stopped moving, and the moment of silence made Yazi frown.

"It's just the trophies they got back from 'robbing' the factory. It contains a lot of information, right?"

"...Yes. I really can't hide it from sir."

Yazi sighed and bent down a little more.

For a moment, Yazi began to hate himself for continuing to speak.

Because she knew that even though her husband's body was so damaged, he would never be willing to stay behind the scenes and be a commander who pushed the students to the front line.

If he were told the next news, he would probably rush to the front line again regardless of his own safety...

Yazi pinched his eyebrows tiredly.

It flashed in my mind that after Chairman Hina's mental deterioration, he gave her an innocent and childlike smile like an angel.

Guilt and regret once again engulfed Yazi's heart like wildfire.

(If my husband’s in-depth participation can bring Chairman Hina more hope for recovery...)

(But sir, he is also the most important person to Chairman Hina, and also the most important person to me...)

Yazi's face suddenly wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and the sour pain echoed in her mouth.

What a joke.

Not only them, sir, but also for many, many girls, it is already the most important thing...

If anything happens to my husband on the front line,

Many people will go crazy.

There is no longer the Holy Trinity, there is no longer Ghenna, it doesn't matter what happens to those things - there are definitely not a few girls who hold this idea.

Yazi's smile was a little sad. She raised her head and was about to swallow the words in her throat.

The gentleman's lowered eyelashes suddenly raised, and his light gray eyes looked at her coldly.

Although gentle, he was still gentle, but the will that flashed in his eyes was like a razor-sharp blade, exuding an aura that could not be evaded.

(If you don’t tell me, then I will go find out the details myself)

With a lump in his throat, Yazi bowed to his husband and turned his head.

After all, she still has to squeeze out the last bit of value from her husband in exchange for the hope of Chairman Hina's recovery.

Of course, needless to say, Mr. definitely supports this with both hands.

The mission of 'Mr.' comes first. This man will never have the slightest nostalgia for his own life.

It was even a great happiness for him, and even repaying Chairman Hina's heart debt would allow him to leave without any worries.

Tianyuyazi suddenly wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

Laughing at the fact that the two people I cherish most in my life are willing to sacrifice everything, including their lives, for each other.

And who is she?Do you fall in love with it wishfully and use it wishfully?

The husband stood up with difficulty, walked slowly to the window sill, and closed the glass window to block out the sound and wind from the outside world.

He stood up straight, walked in front of Yazi, then stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently.

"Azi."

"Yes,"

"We should be considered comrades in the same trench now, right?"

"……Yes"

There is no need to say any more unnecessary words, Yazi understands.

Since they are comrades, there is no need to use them, and there is no need to hold any grudges.

As long as after the war, the surviving party collects the corpses for the other party.

Yazi calmed down and looked at Mr., the faint wrinkles between his eyebrows never loosened.She said:

"Millennium has been collecting data on both warring parties. This is not a secret, and the neutrality before the war is also deliberate in the seminar.

According to the information we seized at the offshore factory, they have developed a new type of unmanned powered armor that combines the technical features of both warring parties, codenamed 'MK-II'.

Although the engineering prototype has been damaged during the battle, we have obtained a relatively complete design drawing and skeleton fragments. I believe that it will not be difficult to study its various parameters and even reverse engineering.

However, its design idea is really a bit strange. "

Tianyu Yazi complained as if he had found something unreasonable:

"Obviously, the relatively 'weight-bearing' liquid fuel tank was abandoned, and some flying pedals were used. Several aerial supply solutions were also eliminated in the design, and instead ultra-powerful generators and lightweight deformable skeletons were used. The powerful flying bricks were also Don’t play like this! I even wonder if the person who designed this thing is some artificially retarded person..."

The gentleman tapped the table with his fingers, pondered for a while, and immediately found the key point in Yazi's complaint:

“However, the design ideas of these plans are similar, which is to increase the cruise time at any cost.

It's no wonder - after all, Diao Yue Liyin and her Millennium Academy want to establish a new order. This thing is a good tool for public security warfare, but the designer has to play the trick of 'add more noodles to more water, and more water to add noodles' Well...well, quite reasonable. "

"...I know you are a saint, but don't even tolerate the enemy's retarded designs, Mr. Idiot."

Yazi rolled his eyes,

"There's a reason why this thing is still in the state of an engineering prototype. To say that industrial waste is a compliment, if it's blown to pieces, we will recycle it. They won't feel bad about it."

The gentleman laughed dryly.

Not all 'Millennium Made' products are as creative and sophisticated as those produced by the Millennium Engineering Department, and the materials used are not distressing.

For most people, the ideas and sparks of genius are miracles that are rare to find.

Those students who stay in Millennium Design Institute all day long, although they say that innovation is king, in fact the solutions they come up with are either too conservative or far-fetched, and in the end they can only use clumsy methods to tinker with the inherent design concepts. Come up with a bunch of stuff that you can't even look at.

"However, this also illustrates two points."

The gentleman raised two fingers:

“First, the Millennium Project Department does not seem to be deeply involved in the plan to tune Yue Liyin, and even if it is, it is only in an overt and treacherous manner.

Second, unlike Millennium's apparent calmness, Diao Yue Liyin is very anxious, and quite anxious. She is eager to develop new models, otherwise she would not have invested funds in the design institute to produce these things. . "

Yazi was speechless.

She saw her husband's light gray eyes looking straight at her and saying the expected words to her:

"If my judgment is correct, the 'reason' for Tiaoyue Liyin to be anxious is the thing you hesitated to tell me just now."

“…Do you really want to listen, sir?

Even after listening, there is no turning back? "

The light gray eyes narrowed.

His slender fingers touched Yazi's pale face:

"There's no one here, so I'm just telling you, Yazi - I never leave any way for myself to turn back."

Yazi gently held her husband's hand, her eyes slightly red.

Those light gray eyes are still warm, clean, bright, and crystal clear.

But beneath the surface was a darkness and indifference that she had long been unable to see through.

"...I understand, sir. Then I will say it.

In order to explore the origin of this unreasonable weapons plan, we traced it through information channels within the factory, trying to dig into a deeper design concept, and unexpectedly found an internal analysis report from the Millennium Academy.

That report pointed out that... at Millennium College, there were signs of the existence of space-time rifts. "

The smile on the gentleman's face disappeared.

"The rift in time and space? Is this what happened when the Colors invaded...?"

"The specific parameters may be different. The report did not specify it in detail, but it should be a space-time rift."

Yazi forced herself not to look at her husband's frowning face, and she continued to whisper:

"Compared with the large-scale space-time rifts that occurred during the 'Color' invasion, the space-time rifts this time seem to be very concentrated, with only one or two sporadic signs, and they are all located within the Millennium College."

The gentleman closed his eyes slightly.

Time and space rift.

There is so much information in this report.

Liyin's impatience seemed to be not just directed at the quagmire of fighting between Holy Trinity and Gehena.

Instead, he truly felt the existential crisis of Millennium College.

But this report also shows that the scale of the space-time rift this time is much smaller than that of the massive invasion of Color.

It can neither shake the basic laws of Kivotos nor attract any world-destroying army.

The truth is hidden in the unknown darkness. Looking at the posture, it seems that even Liyin, who has laid out a series of chess games, is at a loss.

And this sense of crisis and distrust created by an unstable future will be like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of those who know the truth, prompting those 'prophet' to do some... can be called crazy actions.

"Azi."

The sir's eyes met with Ako's.

She hadn't looked at those eyes seriously for a long time, but they were so familiar.

The light gray eyes were obviously as strong as iron, but they were overflowing with gentle and tolerant magic.

Yazi's eyes were dazed for a moment, as if she had returned to Gehenna's office, where her husband was gentle and comforting, and Hina was smart and sharp...and she was caught in the middle, busy and happy.

However, what came out of his mouth was the worst sentence she expected:

"It seems that if I have the chance, I will have to talk to Liyin in person."

Yazi couldn't help but clenched his fists.

it is as expected.

What else could sir choose?

Besides risking his life, what else can this stupid man do?

But she immediately released her fist, a cold look of self-hatred flashing in her eyes.

It's not my own 'credit'.

Chairman Hina has to pay the price of retreat for the promise made by Mr.

Now, the husband has to drag his dying body deep behind enemy lines for his promise to Hina.

And she was caught in the middle, unable to do anything.

Chapter 055: Day 046·Central Railway Station ①

Uzawa Reisa's rest ended early.

However, the mission of the Trinity Self-Police Group she belonged to was not to maintain order in the school, but to go to the Central Railway Station, the transfer hub between Holy Trinity and Ghenna, which made her very uncomfortable.

Since the war ended, many things have changed.

She had seen the prisoners of Ghenna,

They looked her up and down with cold eyes, as if they had no emotion at all, and they exuded a cold aura, making no attempt to hide their hostility.

The way they looked at Lingsha outside the cage was undoubtedly the way they were looking at the enemy who would not stop fighting.

Uzawa Reisa even had an illusion,

Behind them stood a huge beast. It had opened its bloody mouth and was ready to swallow Lingsha and tear her into pieces.

Even though Lingsha is always rough, she can no longer smile at these people.In fact, she didn't want to have anything to do with the current Gehenna at all.

However, a mission is a mission after all.

Now, Rei Uzawa stood on the platform of the Central Railway Station with her face ashen as death, holding a shotgun, supervising the work of a group of disarmed Gehenna railway workers.