Chapter 13: The "Old Friend" Reunion
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On the maintenance operation console, facing the request put forward by Takami, Dior, who knew that this analysis and detection was related to whether he could enter the advanced encryption network system of the Hope in the future, nodded dryly, and then quickly connected the data connection cable in his tail with the corresponding equipment in the mecha maintenance workshop.
"Hah...... This is really a completely different concept from all the mecha operating systems currently in use on the Hope! ā
Looking at the holographic projection data table generated by his own ID, he was full of amazement at the detection results, and fully recognized Dior's high opinion as the core of the artificial intelligence component of the operating system, and immediately turned to peace.
"Ping'an, in the next month, whether you will become a manipulator on the Hope or not, please bring your partner Dio to the mecha maintenance workshop, drive the humanoid mecha, and help me obtain some valuable experimental data, okay?"
"Of course it's no problem, it's just ......" There was a slight hesitation on his face, and he finally asked Ping An, who could finally confirm the final confirmation after the various analyses were completed: "Won't Dior's practice of accessing the operating system violate any regulations?" For example, a non-disclosure agreement or something? ā
"Hmm...... If you're just starting a new life as a regular crew member on the Hope, I'm going to take a bit of a detour down the road to getting the experimental data. However, if you can become a manipulator, then there will be no problem at all with an advanced encrypted network system that is not open to the general crew, and to you, and your partner Dior, who has already been tested by me. ā
"Is it ......" controlled his facial expressions, and did not let himself reveal the excitement and joy that did not match the identity of the survivor, and then had a harmonious conversation with Takami on the maintenance operation console about her control cabin. It wasn't until Aoba and Edward, who had come to pick her up from the mecha maintenance workshop, came behind her that Heian diverted his attention from the conversation.
"Yo, Aoba, Edward, you're finally here!"
After completing the analysis and detection of the control cabin software system and Dior, he began to disassemble the hardware equipment of the control cabin, and after greeting Ping An who had been explaining for a long time, and drinking a cup of hot boiled water that she had named, he was finally able to cross the head of Ping An standing in front of him, and saw two young men walking towards them.
"Where did you two go fishing? Why did you come so late? ā
Putting down the empty glass of water in his hand, he turned around following Takami's gaze, and faced the safety of the two men who had already walked to the bottom of the steps of the maintenance work platform, and after first looking at it, he put back the polite smile and the greeting that he had intended to show.
"We didn't touch any fish at all, right? After returning from our mission, Edward and I kept reporting to Captain Richter. No, we just left the captain's office with the front foot, and the back foot came to you? ā
The man who spoke was about 20 years old, 1.86 meters tall, with a thin and sturdy look, and at first glance he had received scientific physical training all year round, and then he was able to shape a good figure of "wearing thin clothes and undressing with flesh".
With a slightly longer hair, it looks like it's very inadvertently tilted around, but it doesn't feel hard at all, but rather a rather supple black hair, and his true identity is actually the Aoba who saved peace mentioned in Takami's mouth.
It's just that looking at the peace of the man with a pair of light brown pupils in front of him, it is impossible to immediately accept his identity as "Aoba". Because, the first-class young man in front of him, obeying Captain Widner's orders, fired at her, trying to make her die heroically in that last battle, Mingguang, both in appearance and figure, was exactly the same.
"Bright Light ......"
Looking at the face in front of her that was extremely familiar to her, and even at the moment of death, it was impossible to forget it, and in an instant, she forgot everything about the things she had traveled to the parallel world, and just wanted to get an answer to why she was ordered to be erased by the captain's order.
"Mingguang, what is the reason why Captain Widner would arrange such a mission for you? And what is the secret evidence you see in him that made you decide to take on this task without regrets? Tell me! Even if it is death, let me die to understand! ā
Crossing Takami in a white coat, rushing to Aoba and raising his hands to tightly grasp the man's collar in front of him, there was really no way to immediately regain his senses in the face of a face that looked exactly like Akimitsu, and calmly pretended that nothing had happened, and only treated him as a "twin" of Akimitsu who had nothing to do with that matter.
"This lady, are you ......" In the process of talking to Takami, he was suddenly pulled by a woman he didn't know, and he jumped over emotionally and grabbed his collar, facing such a woman who obviously recognized the wrong person, Aoba's face appeared very distinctly stunned, surprised and helpless. You must be the survivor we rescued not long ago, right? You...... Did you recognize the wrong person? ā
"Recognize the wrong person?" Pulling Aoba's collar pulled the tall man slightly and bent over, leaning closer to observe his appearance carefully, and finding some characteristics of peace on his face that Mingguang had never had, and then slowly regained his senses.
Maintain the good style of a soldier all the time.,Even on vacation days, Mingguang never completely relaxes.,Definitely won't write a big "hanging child" on his face like Aoba.ć
There is a casual cloud on his face, and he doesn't seem to be very interested in everything around him, and he can't devote himself to anything, but he will only remain calm and withdrawn, standing silently on the side, looking at the people around him laughing and scolding Aoba, who is obviously not the bright light that Ping An knows.
"I'm sorry...... You're right, I did recognize the wrong person. After careful observation and identification, it was determined that the person in front of him had no possibility of being Mingguang's peace, and he let go of his hand in disappointment and frustration, and explained with a depressed face: "I'm sorry, you and a friend of mine look very similar, and I just accidentally took you for him for a while." ā