Kikyo and I are of one mind

"Junius 7."

"Very well, then, what kind of situation do you think will make the Archangel abandon the supplies that are close at hand, forcibly change its course, and head straight for the earth?"

"Lax!" Aslan's expression became ugly, "But Lax is just a civilian! Do they want to use civilians as hostages?"

"Aslan, you are so naive. Miss Lacus is not just a commoner. She is the speaker's daughter. She enjoys the convenience brought by this status, so she naturally has to bear the risks it brings. Are you right?"

Kruse's language was like the whisper of a demon, and instantly disintegrated all of Aslan's objections. The Vesalis also started its engine, trying to use predictions to intercept the Archangel before it landed.

But soon, the news of the Archangel came again, but this is not to say how powerful Zaft's intelligence system is, but because... the route of the Archangel is far more straight than Kruse's team predicted.

It seems to have completely given up all evasive behaviors, and almost rushed through the monitoring systems of all forces. After a few hours, all the forces on the earth with satellites have basically learned that there is such a strange ship. , slammed into the earth abruptly.

But for this operation of the Archangel, Kruse's eyes lit up, and he laughed exaggeratedly——

"The long-legged commander is smarter than I thought! Aslan, it looks like Miss Lacus is really on that ship!"

"How do you say it?" Aslan hadn't rounded the bend yet, he couldn't understand why such a reckless march would be praised by an ace commander and driver like Cruz.

Cruze narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"Now whether it is the North Atlantic Federation or ZAFT, whether it is the Earth Alliance or the plant, even Orb and some large civil news media have focused their attention on this ship. What do you think they are attracting so much attention for?"

Aslan shook his head. Although he is an adjuster whose IQ far exceeds that of ordinary people, he is only 16 years old after all. In terms of brains, he is completely inferior to an old silver coin like Kruse (fake characters). Seeing his ignorant appearance , Kruse's mouth exposed outside the mask turned up, and after signaling Aslan to sit down, he "pointed" and said:

"They want to use public opinion to block the possibility of our direct attack."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, as if he wanted to wait for Aslan to think for himself before continuing:

"Regardless of the origin of this ship and whether it carries war weapons or not, first of all it does carry a lot of civilians, and they are civilians from the neutral country Orb. We only need to make this news public, and if we carry out military operations, it will It aroused public pressure, and finally had to be reduced to the point of arguing. As for why I am sure that Miss Lacus is on that ship... because if this matter is going to be done, it could have been done a long time ago. If I didn’t do it before, or I just thought of it , or the diplomatic influence brought about by scruples, if it is the former, it is fine, but if it is the latter, then starting to do so now obviously has enough weight to make up for the diplomatic disadvantage, so Aslan, tell me, What will this weight be?"

"Lax." Aslan bit his lip, but Kruse, who wanted to instill war and hatred in the future plant heir, would not give him a chance to comfort himself, and directly asserted:

"If my predictions are correct, it won't be long before the Archangel will send out an all-area broadcast, and by then..."

"News from the public channel..."

Just before Kruse finished speaking, the correspondent sent information, and Kruse's smile became brighter. He didn't expect that the Archangel would be so cooperative. When the communication was connected to a personal terminal , beckoned to Aslan, motioning to read on together.

But while he was waiting contentedly for the Archangel's civilian declaration, he saw a strangely dressed young man standing in front of the camera, and said with a disturbing smile:

"Everyone on earth and adjusters, I am a cosmic person from the m78 nebula. Your home planet is a beautiful planet. I plan to develop it into a resort and entertainment center for the whole universe..."

"Is this guy crazy?"

Yeah? Brother 320, the cost of the second war

"Everyone on earth and adjusters, I am a cosmic person from the m78 nebula. Your home planet is a beautiful planet. I plan to develop it into a resort and entertainment center for the whole universe..."

At the same time, this mischievous discourse appeared in all places where quantum communication equipment was installed, such as the whole world, all colonial satellites, and all spaceships, and everyone who saw this picture had similar thoughts in their hearts——

I'm afraid it's not a mental illness.

But soon, they discovered that this may be true, because no matter the Internet, TV, or media communication, there are continuous notifications like this——

"The earth is a beautiful planet with mountains and water. It has the most developed entertainment and cultural industries in the universe. You who have such an imagination waste your energy on war. This is absolutely intolerable behavior."

"From today, please stop all acts of war, devote your energy to the development and research of the entertainment industry, and get ready to welcome the distinguished guests of the universe!"

……

"What stupid thing is that guy talking about?"

"What is the Cyber ​​Security Department doing?"

"Where did this madman come from?"

"He doesn't think he can stop the war in this way?"

Feng Xue's All Human Communication Channel broadcast was like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples.

However, the stone he threw was a bit big. When everyone thought that the waves caused by this psychotic hacker would soon subside, they found that the actions of all countries became weird.

……

"Do you think they will stop the war by saying that?" Monkey held a tablet "captured" from the crew and browsed the civilian network of the interstellar era with great interest. Feng Xue just raised her eyebrows at this, and said indifferently:

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to end the war here?" A look of interest flashed in Monkey's eyes, but Feng Xue spread her hands and said:

"Monkey, the cessation of war has never been voluntary. Only with the cost of increasing the war can the war be truly quelled."

"I don't understand." Houzi shook his head resolutely, expressing that he did not understand what Feng Xue was talking about. Although Houzi was a talented monkey, his specialty was cultivation. From the very beginning, Tathagata Buddha's purpose was to constantly grind away the monkey's edges and corners, and let him return to Buddhism, so how could he let him get in touch with those dragon-slaying techniques?

Therefore, after the monkey has gone through countless times of "refining the mind in the world of mortals", although the mind and knowledge have increased, but in terms of politics, it can't be said that it has heard a little, and it can only be said that it knows nothing.

"War is an extension of politics. No matter how crazy a war is, it is also for political demands. Of course, I don't deny that there are some war lunatics who want to achieve their ends regardless of means, but such wars will never last. The reason why the war between the two sides of the world can last for so many years is that the two sides cannot reach a unity in political demands. Natural people are inferior to the regulators in all aspects, but they refuse to give up their rights. The regulators want to obtain rights, but they cannot get what they want because they belong to a 'minority'. Of course, their birth rate is low. Down is also the crux of the problem.”

Seeing the appearance of the monkey listening to the scriptures, Feng Xue sighed, shook her head and said:

"Let's put it this way, you see adjusters as practitioners who cannot live forever, and ordinary people as mortals. There are few practitioners and they are powerful, but they cannot live forever, so they pursue rights and want to become masters. But mortal emperors don't want to give up their interests, but they can't become practitioners, so they encourage all mortals to oppose practitioners."

"So killing the mortal emperor will solve it?" Monkey nodded thoughtfully, so frightened that Lacus, who was the maid next to him, wanted to speak, but before he could open his mouth, Feng Xue shook his head and said:

"It's still the same sentence, most mortals can't become immortals, although their children can, but they need to consume resources, but most mortals can't afford this resource, so they will be jealous, ordinary people will be jealous of rich businessmen, why? You are so rich, I can only work hard? Wealthy businessmen will be jealous of aristocratic families, how can you control power, we are so rich, or we can only be slaughtered by you? Ordinary people will be jealous, let alone Speaking of this kind of natural disparity, the adjustment means that people are smarter and healthier than ordinary people, so even if there is no emperor's instigation, the differences that should arise will still arise, and the contradictions that should arise will still arise."

"It is impossible for people to be equal, so wars are always brewing. Only when the cost of war is raised to an unacceptable level will peace truly come. Of course, that is only relative peace."

Feng Xue finally made a conclusion, which made Lacus, who was serving tea and water, also fell into thinking.

Although the unchanging core of Gundam is anti-war and peace, but to be honest, the anti-war trend in neon animation has always carried a kind of ridiculous idealism (mainly because the idealism that is not extreme will not run against the war. To do anime), those ideas that are most likely to be realized will be labeled as villains, and then fail for various weird reasons (such as Lelouch's second brother's Goddess of Love project, such as Nagato's Pain Deterrence Project), but they are very popular That kind of weird plan that concentrates everyone's hatred on one person or a group, and then eliminates it, so that everyone will stop hating.

Maybe this is the trend of apology?

If a Lelouch is dead, hatred will no longer grow?After the death of a celestial being, there is no need for armed intervention?After one Char dies, no one will throw garbage on the earth?

"Understood." The monkey looked at Feng Xue's face and nodded thoughtfully, which made Lacus very concerned. Did the monkey understand me?I'm not as good as a monkey?

She couldn't help turning her head to look at Kira Yamato who was helping the monkey to debug the computer, and she was relieved when she found that he also looked confused.

But there are some things that she still hopes to find out, so she obediently added water to the cup at the monkey's hand, and then said in a weak, pitiful and helpless tone:

"Mr. Monkey, I don't understand very well, can you explain it to me?"

"Actually, I didn't understand Old Sun at first, but I understood it as soon as I heard this kid talk about it. To put it bluntly, it's very simple. Anyone who fights will beat him up. , no one dares to fight, and everyone is at peace."

Houzi gave his conclusion concisely, looked at Lacus with a "that's it" expression, turned to look at Feng Xue and said:

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, ask this kid!"

Seeing that Lacus really cast her gaze over, Feng Xue said helplessly:

"Although the words are a bit rough, death is indeed the biggest cost. Don't show this expression, or you can find a more peaceful way for me to come out?"

ps1: As long as you can't figure out my update routine, I'm not a pigeon...

ps2: Speaking of which, although it is true that I have been in poor health recently, I am really a little slack. Well, think about whether to reopen the good guy. When the time comes, Kikyo will be updated once, the good guy will be updated once, and the next door will be better.

.Brother 320 Sanzhang has landed

"Already on a downward trajectory, what's next for us?"

Inside the bridge, watching the approaching earth on the big screen, Maru showed a somewhat confused expression. Mu scratched his disheveled hair vigorously, trying to show a bearish smile like before, but failed, so he could only sigh:

"There's nothing we can do about it, but at least, they're not showing real malice yet."

"Maybe it's just because of disdain?" Bucky Lulu frowned, and her eyes kept moving back and forth between the readings displayed by the instrument and the pictures on the screen. Although she knew she couldn't control anything, she still kept calculating in her heart The likely landing point of the ship.

"Be careful, entertainment resorts are better than colonial rule.

"Is there a difference?"

"At least the faces of the big shots are not so ugly?"

"..."

The silence that fell again made Mu realize that the "sneaky jokes about big people" that had always been unfavorable in the past had lost the effect of enlivening the atmosphere at this time. He turned his head and glanced at the monkeys and people who were playing games in the monitor, with quite complicated expressions.

They couldn't understand at all how these two life forms, who didn't know what to call them, controlled the Archangel, but the fact is, even if they didn't intend to control it at all, the ship was still falling according to the wishes of the other party. .

"Ugh-"

The ear-piercing siren sounded suddenly in the silent cabin, and the originally soft lights began to alternate rapidly between orange and red. Bucky Lulu looked at the radar at a speed that almost twisted his neck, and at the same time heard the report from the bridge personnel——

"A spaceship is detected approaching, and the identification code belongs to ZAFT...it is Vesalis!"

"Actually caught up! Is that guy crazy?" Mu quickly walked towards the monitoring station, and the bridge personnel responded with disbelief:

"Affirmative, it has been confirmed that it is indeed the Wesalis. In addition, we have now entered the range of gravitational capture. Even if we can control it under this situation, we cannot attack."

"Isn't this just passive beating?!"

"What are those two guys doing?"

"They're still playing games... No, that person is gone!"

"Where is the Archangel? Can it be controlled?"

"Or not!"

"Damn it!"

"Wait! That 'alien' is back, and he's got someone in his hands!"

"what's the situation?"

"I don't know either, but that person seems to know Kira!"

……

"So you went out just now to catch this kid?" Monkey looked at Aslan who was held by Feng Xue in his hand, and he was still manipulating the controller in his hand. Although he didn't think that he would be addicted to games with the monkey's heart, but Judging by his current appearance, he really looks like the kind of guy who can die suddenly while playing games.

"Probably." Feng Xue didn't explain the purpose of bringing Aslan here, because there was no purpose at all, he just wanted to see the strange triangle relationship between Kira, Aslan and Lacus.

Monkey plays games for fun, Feng Xue watches triangle relationships for fun, and everyone has a future for fun people/monkeys.

……

Earth, Libyan desert.

Although it can be regarded as the scope of ZAFT's strength, the desert area of ​​Africa has always been an area that grandma does not love and uncle does not love. Although the earth army provides various supplies to the rebels here, it is not true. Seeing any strategic value here is only for political purposes, involving Zaft's power.

But today, this place that has been shrouded in artillery fire for a long time has ushered in a group of different guests today. In addition to the guests from Plant, there are also guests from the North Atlantic Federation, from the East Asian Congratulatory Country (pass characters), from the Eurasian Federation, and even a group of small neutral countries headed by Orb.

Logically speaking, in such a war-torn region, Zaft should not accept the guests belonging to the Earth Federation, but the problem is that their identities are reporters.

How should I put it, although everyone is doing bad things secretly, but the slogans that should be shouted and the positions that should be put on the surface must be maintained. Therefore, when this group of reporters from all over the world gathered together, even the most hawkish member of ZAFT had to hold his nose and sign the document allowing entry.

And the reason why these reporters gathered here is naturally very simple——

The Archangel, which claims to be carrying the cosmonauts from the m78 nebula, is about to land here.

Although logically speaking, the dynamics of this cutting-edge warship should be concealed, the problem is that Feng Xue has always maintained a long communication tube. Under the full-channel broadcast, the Archangel is almost as eye-catching as a lighthouse in the dark, let alone The officials of various forces have confirmed that anyone with a little bit of technical capital can determine the approximate location and time of Archangel's landing.

As the reporters gathered more and more, the eyes of the melon-eaters shifted from the war to the desert where few people paid attention. Although most people only regarded the spaceman as a joke, when someone was able to hijack the elite spaceship of the Earth United, hijack the world's communication network, and hijack the children of the two Speakers of the Plant, the person who took him as a joke was a real joke.

"It's almost today, isn't it?"

"Predicting the orbit should be a matter of these few hours, hell! The sun in Africa is too poisonous! It is impossible to observe with the naked eye!"

"It's not the poison of the sun in Africa, it's the poison of the sun in the desert. Really, if it wasn't for the big news, ghosts would come to this place..."

Although it is said that colleagues are enemies, but knowing that they cannot monopolize the news, familiar reporters also come together in twos and threes, complaining about the uncomfortable weather in the desert, and exchanging their hands. intelligence.

In the news industry, exchanging news is a very technical matter, because a lot of news itself is not synchronized, even if it is the same news, different countries, different time points, and analyzed from different angles, it can produce completely different effects.

For the same food price increase, some media will talk about climate issues, some media will say that traders are unscrupulous, and some media dare to talk about war reserves. At this time, the Libyan desert has become the communication and distribution center for these media people. True or false news was passed on to the outside world, and before the real big melon arrived, those melon-eating people who were not directly facing the war had already been fed.

Suddenly, the sound of the shutter suddenly sounded. Although it was so insignificant in the noisy environment, it was very familiar to the media people.

Almost instantly, all eyes were focused together, and then they saw a reporter with sunglasses who was raising a telephoto lens with a filter to shoot at the sky.

No need to explain, almost everyone raised their heads at the same time. They didn't even bother to look for sunglasses and filter paper. They just stood against the scorching sun and looked for the eyes they wanted to see in the dizzying sky. s things--

That's a light!

Yedi 320 Sizhang, as long as I update irregularly, it will not count as a pigeon at any time.%

Under the action of the heat-absorbing gel, the Archangel showed a strange greenish flame during the friction of breaking into the atmosphere, as if it were a burning copper meteorite, falling from the sky.

Although this light seems so insignificant under the brilliance of the sun, for the reporters who have been waiting for a long time, no matter how insignificant the light is, under their various filters, it will be It showed a dazzling and magnificent light like a world-exterminating meteorite.