Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Yo, General. How was your meeting with Liza's brother? Did you really say," Give me your sister "?

Alan, who is rarely in the central control room, welcomed Taro back to Plum. When I heard about it, Xiaomei and Marr were asked to be away because they were headed to the engine room. BISHOP can be used almost anywhere on board, but this is the only place that leads to the center of the ship. Emptying it is not desirable.

"Liza is beautiful, but I don't know because she feels in a different direction than Marl... oh, don't tell this to herself"

With that said, Taro shrugs his neck and shows off his frightened outfit. He said, "Which one?" Both of them, "he answers with a laugh.

"Oh, Taylor. You're back. Didn't you have to do something difficult?

Marr comes into the control room with Xiaomei. I don't know what I was doing because my expression was bright, but I imagine Taro would have worked.

"Ainya. I just got some gratuities and a warrant just the same as last time. There was no surprise or rush, so maybe there were other similar reports."

"Anything else? Hmm. I hope not, but if you ask me, it's possible, isn't it? But I wonder why. That wasn't supposed to be made yesterday today, was it?

"Well, I guess so. Wind has been around for a long time, and if that's the case, so should the factory that makes them. There's been a lot of activity lately, so there might be some movement."

To Alan's answer, three people with the expression of consent. Xiao Mei goes on to say "Either way".

"If you're not going to be on the side of justice, it seems easy to avoid the Wynd thing. Isn't it best to leave that to the military?"

"Right. I know what we can do. By the way, didn't you get mad at me for doing that?

It's a different story, Marl, but things like that. Taro laughs bitterly, probably about flirting.

"I was so pissed off. Honestly, didn't you get your eyes on me from the army?

In Taro's confession, he said, "Huh!?," said Marr, raising his surprise. "Hey, hey, there you are. Are you all right?" I see, "Alan calmly emits, roughly continuing her.

"Hey, brother. You, how long have you been so clever? I have the guts to actually try, but I'm surprised there."

Alan in arm and impressed look. Taro smiles back "hehe" to it. When Alan makes the same evil grin of a person, he turns his face to Marr, who still looks unbelievable.

"It means we don't plan on doing anything that the military can catch us, miss. So, if there is. The army is not a subject of fear, but a reliable ally."

To Alan's explanation, Marr shows the surprise of understanding.

"Heh, you, you weren't just worried. I'm impressed. If you're on my side, you're safer to keep your eyes open, aren't you? You've come up with a good idea."

"Hehe, I'll take care of it. I do it when I do it, don't I?

I rub my nose tip with my thumb and am good at Taro. There Xiaomei opens her mouth with her hands raised.

"Mr. Taylor, by the way. When did you come up with that?

To Xiao Mei's question, Taro thumbs up.

"Around Marl said," It's safer to keep your eyes open. "

"... now!! That, now!! Give me back my inspiration, idiot!!

Taro running away and Marl chasing it. Alan and Xiaomei are watching it and smiling at each of them.

"The lady's getting into it a lot better too...... Xiao Mei by the way. How far do you think it's true?

Keep looking forward, Alan. To him like that, Xiao Mei turning his face.

"Unknown, Mr. Alan. But I was wondering if it was natural to think of it as an action that had been conceived in advance, to some extent, when I deliberately had Miss Liza report it in advance."

To Xiao Mei's voice, Alan narrows his eyes.

"You're really an AI, aren't you?

Xiao Mei turns such a grin on Alan.

"It seems difficult to confirm that by conversation, Mr. Alan. It was 2,000 years ago that the Turing Test became impossible to identify."

"Yes," said Alan briefly to Xiao Mei's answer.

"I don't know anything else about an AI that can give you that quick and accurate answer to an abstract question like that just now. Honestly, I don't care."

"Yes, I know, Mr. Alan."

"Well... well, that's not why we're talking about this. I'm one of them with the same purpose, and I want to do something good if I can. I don't know if I like it or dislike it. I'm going to have it."

With that said, Alan turns forward again. Since Taronda had already left the hallway, her gaze wandered the floor without a trace.

"Yeah, I know that too, Mr. Alan. And about your secret purpose."

To Xiao Mei's voice, Alan opens his eyes. He stiffens his body just a little, but naturally flushes it by the will of iron. Apparently, however, the eyes of the machine were not deluded, and Alan was to confirm Xiaomei's proud face.

"Damn, you fucked me..."

Rather than anger, Alan looks frightened. Xiaomei slowly turns back toward Alan and bows her head deeply.

"I'm very sorry for your loss, Mr. Alan. But the mystery is that we have each other. Unfortunately, Xiao Mei's mystery is something I don't even know... what the hell am I?

Lift your head and lean your neck Xiao Plum.

"AI talks about identity... what can you do? I'm more suspicious than I was earlier."

Back to back with that tone, Alan with some fun expression. When he turns his back on Xiaomei, he walks out towards the exit to the hallway.

"Knowing no other AI like you also means that you are the only one. You would definitely be you. I don't know, maybe the answer, but I'm sure Taylor would say the same thing. So convince me."

To the words thrown by Alan, Xiaomei replied by bowing her head and dropping her off.

"Yahoo, Bella. How have you been?"

In the control room of the cruiser Plum II, Taro heads to the comms and raises his cheerful voice. Bella's low voice, to be returned to it.

"" You've been in touch with me many times via email. Me, the Doctor, my heartless brother, they're all fine. How's it going over there? ""

Marl answers Bella's question from the side.

"As always, the centre is peaceful, except for the turbulent rise in prices. By the way, Bella, isn't it time you talked to me already? We don't have to worry about wiretapping because it's a direct cryptographic communication."

"" What encrypted him? "" Bella said in Marr's words. And "Of course it's Taylor," Marr returns.

"" Hmm. Then you'll be fine. Hey, I'm not talking about someone dying or a bunch of winds attacking me that need that kind of urgency. I just thought you guys would care. ""

The bella on the monitor emits in a tone that allows it to contain. And Taro said, "That's a lot!!" and answer while encrypting the communication.

"" Heh, that's not what I'm saying. We're talking about an example planet. I'm sorry. He's finished summing up the points that the Doctor wants you to investigate. This is what you said about past radiation reflections for observation, but you don't really know the area. Ask me in person. ""

Three people shouting "oops" at what Bella told them. "It's just," Bella said there.

"" The place is the place, so I had a lot of things ready. It won't be a very pleasant place, so be prepared. ""

Upon arrival at the branch of the Alpha Station, the Plum crew will unload the loaded cargo as well as confirm the various reports of the branch. What was received as communication when entering the communication area near the Alpha system. Most of it is a reaffirmation of that, but as is also the case in our interactions with Bella, there is also something that we have to talk about directly.

"I can see how great the old neural net was."

The old neural net was free to send a huge amount of information all over the galaxy. The current neural net is close to the Internet that Taro knows, and there is a limit to the amount of information that can be sent. For example, when communication swells hundreds of millions of times the original data that is considered secure encryption, the line will undoubtedly become flat. And most importantly, there are more real problems. Jet lag.

"Well, it's kind of like we're gonna get there before the comms do."

New neural nets supported by relay methods can take days to weeks for information to arrive, depending on the location. Information flies from base to base by superlight speed communication, but only because the speed of light is in the data banks of the ships and stations that relay. The galaxy is wide and the speed of light is too slow.

"There seems to be a massive reorganization going on throughout Delta, both in company government. Sounds like some of them are companies that started transporting information faster by chip. And there, by the way, stock prices are jumping more than a hundred times in a month."

"Wow, how much cash are we going to collect in the next stock issue? I don't know what we should publish some shares in... well no. More ready than that?

Two people in the control room nod back at Taro's voice. Slightly later Bella and Alan replied that there was no problem, followed by external communications.

This is DD-01. I'm ready.

"This is DD-02, no problem"

Slightly rear of the plum, two destroyers. Now that the relative diminution of cash value due to price increases is happening, it's a waste to leave cash to rot, something I bought just before I left Delta Station. Dozens of company staff are each on board that it would be a good field training. Fifty Mafias of Guns-and-Rules, Bella's men, are also aboard those ships.

"Everyone understands. Prepare yourself for warp. Don't get a drink in your hand, like someone else did by mistake."

To Marl's finished voice, a sneaky laugh heard from over the correspondence. "Marl Tan Terrible!!" and Taro holding his face by his hand. Taro notices that the outboard monitor has begun to wear a blue color and learns that the warp is about to start.

"Well, it's time. Let's do our best to get the Doctor a good souvenir."

Stargate, who paid a special fee and had him temporarily reoriented, begins to emit a stronger blue. And Stargate sends Taronda's fleet far away.

- "Jump Drive Started" -

An arrow of light stretches out everywhere, everywhere.

It's called outer space, off the influence of the Galactic Empire, towards a far away world.