Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

Alpha system, research station. Although research stations do not exist only, various residential and commercial districts have been established for the families of researchers. The difference with general residential stations would be that there are various experimental facilities available that are prohibited at those stations. poison gas or powerful radiation. The use of various objects, such as particle accelerators or something, which, if taken in one wrong step, can cause catastrophe, is permitted here.

Taronda was greeted by tears and embrace by the station's management board and was hailed as a hero and a savior. Taro didn't feel bad about the situation, but he wondered if they were the ones who kept resisting until the end.

Apparently they were blowing an engine for prototyping, releasing a beam for research, and using everything in the station to continue their resistance. Taro imagines that if he had stayed in the original beacon position, he would have been taken in by that factory for a long time. I don't know if Wynd would attack people, but at least it would have ended up not having much fun.

"Dr. Aljimov's research facility is over there. We're here to pick you up."

In front of the gate of the station, a representative of the Management Board shows one of the countless doors lined up. There was a man in one suit stood up when he saw the Tarongs, and when he noticed Tarong's gaze, he had a grand meeting.

A fairly ancient alpha system, among the 6,000-year-old history of the Galactic Empire. The formation of the empire and its ancient history had been forgotten due to the unrest of the early Galactic Empire, but the information still piled up was the physical storage medium. That is, it was left in old media such as various chips and disks.

"Dr. Aljimov doesn't like cleaning."

Taronda struggles step by step through a corridor filled with massive amounts of media blocking the way.

"I'm sorry, Miss Marr. There are not enough places to store the materials."

The face of the TRB union - the union of the Tarondas, with the acronym of each leader - is taken to the assistant of the Doctor named Daniel, where he finally takes a breather in the correspondence that he follows. The room had two simple sofas, a simple room just placed on either side of the table, with a large screen of an old mould installed on the wall.

Eventually, less than five minutes after entering the room, Dr. Aljimov enters the room with the usual greeting, "Sorry to keep you waiting".

"It's a qualitative room to welcome a hero, but I want you to forgive me. It's a research station that has nothing to do with color."

It's probably because I've been exposed to attacks for a long time, Dr. Aljimov with a tired face. When Taro stands up, he shakes hands with the Doctor as his representative.

"It's an honor to meet you, I'd love to introduce myself."

Taro glances at Bella as she stands behind herself and confirms her snort. Because she kept in touch with the Doctor since she was docking to the station.

"Um, my grandson told me the rough story. Anything you're interested in about human origins."

Come on. Feel excited, Dr. Aljimov. Taro said, "Yeah," and then he lowered his back and said, "Do you know a planet called Earth?" Ask the question.

"Chicu, eh? Unfortunately, I've never heard of it, but I wonder if that's the star from which mankind was born. If it doesn't mean you're giving a far-flung explanation of your purpose."

"Yeah, that's right, Doctor. That's where I was born and raised, and that's exactly where humanity would have originated."

Let the Doctor give you a surprise look and tell you how it's been so far. The Doctor keeps listening to Taro in silence as he slouches the cigar he teased with a no. The doctor has put in his suspicious expression and words that it might be some kind of fabrication story, but when he saw the DNA information of Taro given by Xiaomei, he changed his complexion.

"What a strange story, and it's roughly hard to believe. I've been in countless places ever since I called myself from the galaxy's birthplace, but you've never shown such an interesting fact. Yeah, yeah, really interesting."

Taro said, "Would you like a copy? Permission will be granted to Dr." on condition that only publication to the network will be avoided.

"So, Doctor, as far as I'm concerned, I'm pretty sure that humanity originated on a single planet, but actually the question is, do you know where that is?

"Hmm, that's the problem, Mr. Taylor. Unfortunately, we need to be honest with you that research is not going far enough to find it."

"Really...... don't you know what it takes or where it's rough?

To the words of Taro, a doctor with a crease between his eyebrows. "Of course I know," he says, reflecting a map of the galaxy to a large screen.

"DNA information. Historical literature. Geographical factors. Various information tells us about the transition of mankind in the early days of the Empire. It's this neighborhood that's pretty much the exact history of the empire."

The on-screen map shows an area about a tenth of the size of the current Imperial print in red. This is followed by the phrase "this is the presumption from the circumstantial evidence", which further reduces the area to about a tenth.

"I said presumption, but I don't mind if you take it almost as definitive. Neither will many scholars throughout the galaxy be able to express their opposite opinions until this point. The problem lies ahead."

The red area of the imperial map shrinks again and shifts to a further tenth of the size.

"This is the area of influence that I claim was in the early days of the Empire. According to the mainstream of the Society, multiple civilizations seem to have met each other and formed an empire so that they could spread their hands, but that is as far as I can tell it is really ridiculous. Politics has a lot to do with this."

"Politics, is it?

"Yes, it's politics, Mr. Taylor. There are multiple races in the Galactic Empire, each with fewer claims. Compared to our humanity, which makes up roughly 70% of the empire, they have a strong sense of pride and bondage within them. That's one of the reasons I'm doing research in such a despicable place."

"Uh, excuse me. I don't know the connection between the stories. Other than mankind, you mean those wings and horned people, right?

The people I saw at the station gate one day. And I think of those people that I see glimpses of even during the deal, Taro. And the doctor goes on to say, "You're really funny."

"Exactly what you say, but the way you say it will insult them. It's a good idea to use common names like horns and wings."

"I'll be careful in the future," said Taro. "They are," the Doctor nodded contentedly, continuing again.

"We believe ourselves to be different from humanity, those who come from another star. That's what their scriptures say, isn't it? What I'm doing is going to deny it."

Taro listens to the doctor and keeps working his head off if he misses the content.

"I see. What the Doctor is claiming is that the human monoplanetary genesis theory... among them, they will also be included, right?

To Taro's question, the Doctor nods in a way that makes him look really happy.

"Yes, you're right, Mr. Taylor. Indeed, there are differences between us and them on large DNA. As everyone knows, genetic information is so different that mating is difficult. But I'm still convinced it was the same human race. They hated me a lot because of you."

Taro returns a bitter laugh to the laughing Doctor. "Ha..."

"As much as I'm listening to you, I hear you've been harassed quite a bit. By the way, you said it was one of the reasons I was studying in such a despicable place. The other one, is this it?

The screen is thick with your arms. Plus the Doctor keeps saying, "Yes."

"The basis for the human outbreak is the detachment of the galaxy. It must be somewhere in the area that went further behind this Alpha Station. For example, it would be reasonable to conduct research near it? Besides, they do more than you think about harassment. You should access the mission list."

While Taro wonders what the hell, he opens the mission list for the network, as he was told. Then, as the saying goes, "Search my name," go search for Aljimov's name.

"... wow. Dr. Isaac Aljimov. Assassination request, 10 million credits. This isn't funny."

It was set up as an assassination mission for the Doctor. It bears the names of multiple organizations as investors. Taro didn't sound familiar with those group names, but it was easy to imagine that they were probably Horn or Wing's.

"Damn, it's an annoying story. Thanks to you, this is a situation where you have to rely on a small group of trustworthy people and confident grandchildren in your arms. Funders of research funds are threatened or reduced, and research is hindered at the end of the day. Damn it."

Doctor looking frustrated. "That sounds terrible," Taro agrees with the doctor. Taro wasn't interested in politics, and he didn't know in detail what the research the Doctor was doing. But still, I didn't think what they were doing was right.

Even then, Taro had a dialogue with the Doctor for nearly two hours and continued to gather information about the planet. In the end, no conclusive confirmation was obtained of the location or existence of the Earth, but it was nevertheless possible to achieve a satisfactory result sufficiently. The Doctor seemed absolutely confident that he would prove his theory, and the financial problems seemed to come with a solution. When Taro proposed assistance to the Doctor as TRB Union, it was passed.

Liza is not interested in Earth at this time, so naturally she showed difficulty in color. But the Doctor's visibility around the Alpha system was remarkable, and by preaching about the resulting trading advantages, she ended up breaking as well. The Union's right to decide in the first place was beyond the majority in Rising Sun and Guns and Rules, but Taro considered it desirable to operate unanimously if he could.

"You feel like you've managed to take the first step toward Earth."

Marl as he walked aboard Plum II after pulling up from the research station. Taro agrees with it, "Hey." And "Nevertheless," he goes on.

"Marl was right to build a company. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to imitate assisting the Doctor."

To the voice of Taro: "Right?" and Marl in a way he's good at.

"There's an example wine factory thing, and we'll have another discussion with the Doctor tomorrow. It's going to be part of our work as a union, so it's going to involve the future."

"Right. He said he might want to use the boat to find out, and the doctor might suggest something."

While walking the inorganic hallway, Taro imagines a bright outlook for the future. It could take years. It could be a long, long way to go, but still the first step was taken.

That could be a small step. But for him, it was a definite step.