Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Something very neglected."

Taro squirms in front of Stargate to the new delivery destination system. When Stargate near Albus Station, it was like filling the gate, but now we only see less than ten ships.

"The Peta system is... ah, it's like an abandoned pit system."

Marl searching for neural networks on the display. When Taro has a question mark on the word, Xiaomei emits it in the mouth of the machine.

"Mr. Taylor. Read what the Abandoned Pit System is and it looks like a letter. Originally opened for the mining of asteroid belts, it was dug into a system that lost its value as a mineral vein."

"Asteroid belt...... ah, is that the one with the asteroid belt? Is it easy to work without gravity?"

"For certain ores, yes. Some things are more efficient under gravity, so it looks like they're mining on a normal planet."

Taro grunts "about to be" in their explanation.

"I don't know what it feels like anymore to dig into an asteroid belt... oh, I see. Will it be processed and turned into a station on the excavated spot? What scale of construction?"

Taro looking at the Neural Network site sent by Marr. When he makes sure the ship is automated by the beacon program, he knocks down his seat and leans back.

"When you're at the level of digging up tiny stars, resource development doesn't really make any money."

With that said, Taro sees the huge sun on the display. Marl goes on to say, "You're kidding."

"Regardless of Common Metal, demand for Razor Metal is rising year after year. Since everything is dug up in the center of the Empire, it is now being transported in from the outer periphery. The price goes up your right shoulder like a joke."

Taro to think into Marl's description. "One thing," he continues.

"Do you make a lot of money if you mine it outside and sell it in the center? You know how much we can carry on our ship? Can we just be fancy like money or something?

"Um, I don't know. I know it's gonna be a pretty good amount, but I don't think I'm gonna leave transport to someone I don't even trust. I know it's really best for us to dig it ourselves, but the big players have all the mining rights."

"Oh, I knew it... I could read something"

Taro laughs. Marl with a strange look on his face.

"No, you've always wondered. Look, you said outer space was like the land of Shura. Why would someone jump into a world like that at the end of the century by bothering to throw away places like this where there's no inconvenience whatsoever? I don't suppose we're just talking about resources, but is there some untouched right outside?

"You know," Xiaomei said in Taro's words.

"You're sharp sometimes, Mr. Taylor. As I said, there is a world in outer space where you can just dream of grabbing a thousand dollars. The problem is that you have to protect the resources and rights you get."

"Sometimes, it's extra, isn't it, Xiaomei? By the way, about that self-defense thing. But how are the actual Tokos doing? Is it obvious that you can't complete it on your own? Corporate Union?"

"I knew you'd be sharp sometimes, you. You're right. It's good for companies to work together in business. A union guy. There are places like Gigantech where you can do anything with just one company, but that's some minority. But I honestly don't know what's going on in outer space."

"Is he a trade secret... well, we'll all imitate him when we figure out how to do it, so it's obvious? Sometimes, by the way, it's extra, isn't it, Mar-Tan?"

Taro points his index finger at Marr as he says so.

"Ah, it looks like the jump drive is about to start."

"No way thru!?

Misty light.

A being called myself who was surrounded by an ambiguous feeling.

With the separation of light, it transforms into something solid.

"And we're all over the place!!

"Wow, I threw up again!! Hey, you, aren't you used to it yet?

Taro exhales the contents of his stomach again toward the dust chute as he turns to the discomfort that strikes his whole body.

"Ya, it's so much better than the first time!!

"Ugh, either talk or throw up..."

"Ha-ha-ha... he said he would do it if he could only choose to talk. The contents are already filled up in full auto... is this really the vomiting pilot? That's weird. Various!!

"No, why are you so uptight to say such a nasty thing..."

Taro leans against the sheet as he spits out the contents that only have stomach acid.

"Jump, are you drunk? Damn, I don't know if he's a galactic god, but he said he's making extra. Hey, little plum. When do you get used to this?

Taro's exhaled stomach acid is wiped off with a towel in his hand, Xiao Mei.

"There's a personal difference in stopping jumping drunk, but mostly if you go through it three or four times, you seem to get used to it. But Mr. Taylor's. That looks a lot heavier than the average. Normally, it's like standing up or something."

"Wow, am I special? I wish you hadn't asked...... that? Isn't that strange?

"What's wrong with you is that it didn't just start."

"No, I didn't. Where are we? What about that floating stone?

I guess you thought it was your usual joke. It was a marl on his face, but when he confirmed Taro's serious expression, he immediately started a wide-area scan.

"Huh!? Hey, you mean the jump failed? We're still completely ahead of target here, aren't we?

To Marr's hasty voice, Taro also confirms the scan results.

"Old Asteroid Belt Zone... What kind of squishy cusp is mined and made of? Marl, Detailed Scanning Pico"

Taro starts a laser for debris incineration when he glances at the countless rocks that float on the display. Eventually, based on the results of a detailed scan given to me by Marr, I will burn down the rocks that are in the way of my path.

"No large structures nearby. Xiaomei, wasn't Jump Drive a flying system from Stargate to Stargate?

To Taro's question, Xiao Mei while carrying out a check on the hull.

"Affirmative, Mr. Taylor. The jump drive is executed by two stargates pushing and pulling. This is only to be expected, but isn't there something wrong with the gate you jumped to?"

"I see, you mean you were unlucky... is this a good thing?

"It's a denial, Mr. Taylor. The probability of failure is roughly one fifteen times ten. Based on the number of Stargates, it's really very rare."

Taro roars for information from Xiaomei. He was also a novice in space travel and apparently understood that something was going on.

"Hey Taylor. No contact with the other ships? It's like this debris heavy metal system, and the call signs and scans don't work. We need to be aware of the collision."

Marl in an uneasy voice. When Taro opens the BISHOP, he looks at the reply list of identification signals (call signs) sent around him. There's a bunch of noise-ridden replies back there as if they were bullshit.

"Here's another great amount......... hey, I extracted it. Oh? No, you can't. The ship will be over 20."

Taro will continue to wash out the scan results, recalling around ten ships that were inside the Stargate. Cut out unnecessary information such as random reflections or something, including noise that seems futile.

"Twenty-eight... miso. Shit. Ume, there are definitely about four ships, so can you connect them to me?

"Got it, Mr. Taylor. Put four online in order of proximity."

At the same time as Xiao Mei's voice ends, the voice of the communication line reaches his ear.

"... oops, you connected? This is Callsign B112."

".................. do...... in C111. Repeat. Call Sign C111"

"Call sign C164. This is Callsign C164."

"Hey, what's going on? This is a call sign D024. Can you hear me?"

Along with the deafening noise, communication enters from four vessels that seem to be nearby.

"Here...... what the heck. Oh, yeah. Call sign route. This is call sign route. Sounds like the jump drive failed, but what's going on with your place?

Taro's voice gets one response after another: "Wait a minute". After a while, information on each ship is sent one after the other on Taro's BISHOP.

"Hmmm... this is the signal from that ship over there... is this the reflection from over there... suppose..."

Based on the signal obtained, Taro will apply a higher precision washout to the scan results.

"Please keep it online. I'll send you the scan results now. There are also many unidentifiable (annoons), but at least I think we know their positional relationship."

"This is C111, I received the information. Your ship is loaded with a good parser. No analyzers over here. May I entrust you with the temporary command?

"This is Route. Uh, roger that for now. The analysis is so manual."

"This is C164, C111 too close on the expected path. Can you tell him to evade?

"This is Route, C164. Copy. C111, please take the path off this side a little bit."

"This is C111, Root Roger. How much is that? I want specific numbers."

"Uh, Xiaomei, please... C111, I sent the coordinates. Marl, please scan. No matter how many calculations I make, I'm gonna be 28."

Taro is unfamiliar with doing things. When he holds down his trembling hand from the tension, he scrutinizes the information sent to him one after the other.

"I took command somehow, but I'm refreshed about exactly what to do. Can't you interact with the other ships?

I was wondering if there would be any escape route of responsibility, Taro. And Marl keeps saying, "Wouldn't it be hard?"

"Even this ship wouldn't have seen anything without your information processing. I've been wondering about your head for a long time."

"Help me!! Wind!! Wind nasty!!

When Marl tried to keep something going, he blocked it from screaming communications. Taro shrugs his shoulders with Vikri and looks at Marl.

"Mr. Taylor. 28 of the results of earlier calculations. Is it possible that this is not a miscalculation?"

Marl's throat gobbles in Xiao Mei's voice. Taro looks at it sideways and emits with a trembling voice.

"Enemy...... Enemy Ujauja nasty!!