Cambodia

A small helicopter flies gently over the vast rainforest.

"My lord, we're about to arrive." The driver turned his head and shouted loudly at the green-haired girl.

Hearing this, the girl took off her earbuds, gently pressed her sideburns blown by the wind, and got up to look out of the helicopter.

In the distance, a huge clearing appeared in the forest, in which advanced or extremely avant-garde buildings towered. The highly civilized facilities, which are diametrically opposed to this unexplored virgin land, add to the mysterious atmosphere.

"Unidentified aerial vehicles in the sky, this is a first-class no-fly zone, please identify yourself immediately, otherwise we will use force" A sudden cold voice sounded in the communication.

"This is a special plane, recognize the number 3170-8663-4572, request to land." After saying that, the driver waited anxiously for a response.

This is the Tromo Agency, a first-level no-fly zone, and if they are warned, targets who cannot respond correctly within 5 seconds will be attacked mercilessly.

Don't doubt that this seemingly unsuspecting research facility has the ability to do so, as any target can be destroyed instantly with a high-energy laser array within a 30-kilometer radius of the center of the Tromo mechanism, in addition to ordinary missile air defense positions.

Far from being a stream of particles or heavy metal particles, these high-energy laser arrays emit energy like a stream of particles or heavy metals, nor are they the colorful beams of light in science fiction movies, but real lasers – high-energy light waves that are absolutely invisible to the naked eye or cameras, and can fly seven and a half times per second around the Earth.

What's even more terrifying is that because it is completely optically illuminated, there is no need to lock on with radar waves like a missile, and the aircraft cannot make an early warning at all. In front of this kind of weapon, even the twelve knights of the round table can't help but hate the spot.

Of course, the disadvantages are just as huge as the advantages.

The energy required by the laser array is very large, and at the same time, with the increase of distance, the energy decay is also very rapid, and the average effective range is only 2.5 kilometers, and to increase the shooting distance, it means a larger energy accumulation, which will also greatly slow down the reaction ability of the array.

"Recognition number confirms, the Tromo Agency welcomes you, envoy of His Highness Kamiyo. Please follow our guidance and land on the tarmac in Zone A. The coldness in his voice was gone, but respectful and warm.

The helicopter landed slowly.

"This is the Tromo Mechanism?" C.C., who finally had his feet on the ground, looked around and muttered.

"This design is really like his style."

"Welcome to the Tromo Agency, Envoy!" Accompanied by two guards armed with firearms, three middle-aged men in white research institute uniforms walked towards C.C.

"About the R&D project under it, please also"

"Do you think I'm here to listen to your request?"

C.C unceremoniously interrupted the leader.

"That"

"Or do you think I'm someone who would be interested in these?"

"No" faced the domineering questioning, fine beads of sweat oozing from his head.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Very well, then take me to Kamiyu's office," C.C finally smiled with some satisfaction.

This time, however, there was no response.

Looking up, he found the stunned expressions of several people on the other side, and C.C realized that he had just spoken ill.

"Please take me to His Highness Kamiyu's office."

After a slight pause, C.C., who had thought about it for a while, continued to speak.

"Also, please help me find a man named Musashi at once, and let him come to see me."

In her opinion, Musashi, a name that is rare in all 11 districts, is definitely very prominent among the research institutes that belong to this empire, and it is difficult to forget it as long as she hears it.

however

"What? Questions? ”

The three researchers were staring at each other, and C.C. frowned slightly.

The one led by "no" quickly shook his head.

"But are you sure you're looking for Musashi?" He spoke cautiously, as if he had made sure he had misheard.

"Could it be that there is anyone else here with that name?"

C.C's chin is slightly tilted, and he deliberately puts on a posture of looking down, and the way the superior speaks is simply handy.

"Nope!"

"That's him."

After speaking, C.C stepped over the three of them and walked towards the agency building, and several people who reacted from their stunned thoughts hurriedly followed.

Although the interior of the building is new, C.C doesn't pay much attention to it. Most of what can be seen are only models and drawings, and the manufacturing center and finished products will never appear in this main building. What's more, she's not the kind of person who would be interested in this.

"This is His Highness's office."

The researcher leading the way stood outside an alloy automatic door, with no sign of opening it.

"Hmm."

Touching the chip in his pocket, C.C naturally understood what it was for.

"If you find someone, let him come here directly."

As he spoke, C.C took out the chip and inserted it into the electronic lock next to the door.

"Please enter the passcode."

As the electronic lock signaled, C.C turned his head to look at the leader who was still in place.

"I see."

The other party has already issued an obvious eviction order, even if he is not very interesting, the minimum morality makes him understand that he had better leave for a while.

'Zi'

After the code was entered, there was a sound of sealing and pressurization, and the automatic door quickly split in two.

As she entered the room, the automatic curtains slowly rose, allowing sunlight to pour in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

C.C stood in front of the window, looking out at a sea of green. Contrary to what she had imagined, Kamiyo's office was on the middle floor of the building, not a prominent location.

It didn't take long for the intercom by the door to knock her back to her senses.

"Please come in!"

As C.C spoke, the automatic door opened.

Light and even footsteps.

"Excuse me, are you looking for me? Above. ”

Although the honorifics are used, the mechanical tone makes it impossible to feel any respect, but this does not hide the pleasant voice.

"You're Musashi?"

C.C., who turned around, was slightly stunned.

A woman in her early twenties, one meter tall and six or seven meters tall, stood four or five paces away from the door with her hands hanging in front of her.

The rich long black hair is tied into a ponytail by a long white turban, and the long sideburns and strands of hair hanging symmetrically in front of the forehead are matched with the beautiful melon seed face to highlight an intellectual and quiet temperament.

The cumbersome maid costume could not hide the hot figure of the other party, because the apron on the chest was propped up high.

"Exactly, above!"

While replying, he nodded slightly, as if in line with the mechanical tone, and his face was always expressionless.

"Women?"

C.C's surprise was not accidental. Hearing this name, almost everyone will subconsciously identify the identity of the other party's male. It's hard to imagine this coming.

"To be precise, it's a self-discipline automaton made by Kamiyu-sama, and I'm now in charge of cleaning up the entire organization. Above! ”

"Huh?"

Although I don't really understand what an automaton is, at least C.C understands something, that is, the other party is a robot - probably.

In retrospect, she finally knew what the researchers had looked like when she asked.

"Kamiyu, who made me come all the way here just to find a cleaning robot?"

C.C grumbled angrily.

"That idiot, he didn't deliberately trick me into coming here because he found some danger, right?"

At the same time, Zhu was forbidden in the city.

"Ah sneeze~"

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Putting down the manuscript in his hand, Carnon asked softly.

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden chill." Kamiyu rubbed his nose and said uncertainly.

"If it's okay, just go ahead." Apparently unforgiving, Carnon picked up the manuscript again.

"But why do I have to remember this?"

"The press conference is about to start, and this is a necessary insurance measure in case His Highness says anything out of the ordinary."

"Is this what is called political slang?"

"Okay, the next sentence - the conversation is very divisive and cannot be communicated." Kanon forcefully interrupted Kamiyu's desire to complain.

"We had a frank conversation." Camillo replied in a voice that bordered on muttering.

"The talks went their separate ways and there was no agreement."

"We exchanged views."

"The two sides could not reach an agreement, and the dispute was very intense."

"We had a thorough exchange of views."

"The two sides are very divided."

"It has enhanced the understanding between the two sides."

"The goals of the two sides are far apart for the time being, and it would be good to sit down and talk."

"The talks were beneficial."

"We are opposed to the outcome of the talks."

"We have reservations about the outcome of the talks."

"We don't quite agree."

"We show respect."

"We couldn't agree more."

"We appreciate it."

"I'm not happy about that."

"We are very sorry."

"We've changed our policy"

"We will reconsider our position on this issue"

“”

“”

C.C., who was pacing back and forth in front of him with his eyelids drooping his eyelids and not focusing his gaze at all, waited for a while but didn't get any orders, and Musashi spoke.

"If nothing happens, I'm going back to my job, above!"

"Hmm!"

Impatience caused C.C to subconsciously open his mouth in agreement.

"Well, then, I will take my leave."

Bowing slightly, the maid turned around and walked towards the door without hurrying.

[Give this to Musashi, and she will tell you what to do next.] 】

With his hands on his chest and his elbows resting on a hard object, C.C suddenly remembered someone's instructions.

"This"

After taking out the small square object from his arms, and after being stunned for a moment, C.C quickly turned around and shouted.

"Wait!"

The figure who was just about to step out of the door suddenly froze.

"Excuse me, do you have any other commands? Above. Turning around slowly, his voice was still neither humble nor arrogant.

"Someone asked me to give this to you."

C.C held out his hand, and a small amber chip spread out on her palm.

After Musashi's eyes made contact with the chip, C.C seemed to notice that a stream of data appeared to pass through the opponent's dark green pupils