"Please keep your socks on!!
wakes his body up and shouts Taro on the seat. The blurred consciousness gradually awakens and realizes that it is the bridge to which we are accustomed.
"What the hell were you dreaming about... it's time to get there. Rome Station 1"
As Marl urged, Taro looks to the large screen. It was reflected there in the largest economic centre of the former Enzio Alliance territory. It looked like a continuous building station in Rome.
The laboratory of the old man was not special or anything, it existed in a very common industrial zone within the First Station of Rome. The gathering place of various heavy industries, like cuttlefish and others, was home to a wide range of mechanical products.
"This looks like a lot of trouble."
This floor, which is now deserted, is quite large, and there seems to be no doubt that a detailed examination would take a hell of a lot of time. Four large data aggregators existed, even if just looking over, and this was a sufficient substitute for just one in a common factory.
"Hey, won't it be like before again?
It emits a little frightened as Marl grabs Taro's hem.
"As you can see, the BISHOP controller is disconnected, so I guess it's okay. I'm assuming it was something that had to do with BISHOP."
Taro tried to open the door to the machine control room, but it was rigidly closed. As he stepped back, he saw Phantom force it open with an uncomfortable metal sound.
"Switch from a controlled version to a manual lever and you can open it. I'm not a heavy machine."
A light-hearted phantom. When Taro smiles back at it, he steps into the room where he takes control of the factory in one hand. It's all controlled by BISHOP originally. That was a simple room where several displays just existed.
"No, you can't. We need to get through BISHOP."
After messing with the machine for a while, Marr says so and looks back. At the end of his gaze, he looks like Xiao Mei.
"Yeah, I'll take care of it, Miss Marr. Please refer to the data flow to the general terminal."
Xiaomei gracefully graciously extends the cable from her wrist toward the terminal. She looked up as though she was jerking off in the same position but was eventually surprised to say "hey hey".
"This is... what is it? The instruction text to some machine tools is spelled out in a different system than the assembly of BISHOP. Xiaomei considers this a very interesting fact."
"The assembly, that's the thing, right? A machine readable form of BISHOP instruction... machine language? The one that converts to, right?
"Affirmative, Mr. Taylor. The machine basically only discerns 0 and 1. BISHOP instructions are translated by the assembly and passed to various machine controls."
"I see. What do you mean, different?
"Yeah, Mr. Taylor. This means that machine tools are used to receive the output in a different way than the method specified by the Galactic Standard. It doesn't seem like everything, but roughly 30% of the indoors seem to fit that... I can decipher some of it, so let's move it."
When Xiaomei said so, she photographed her gaze into the large window of the room and began to whine with some bumps. The one in the room learns from Xiao Mei and looks across the window in the same way.
"Oh, there you go. Crane's moving."
There was a small operating sound on the floor that was quiet as if dead, and one of the machine tools that was inside was starting to move. It's like a big tub. Some of those cranes were fishing down over the ceiling, and the cranes were slowly starting to wind up the wire.
"... Oh, my God"
That's how Alan shrugged the moment he saw part of something that Crane was hoisting. Then he breathed as Marr bewildered, and Bella let him curse at no one with the words of the curse.
"What the hell... what the hell did you do?"
Lifted it was a large chunk of design that destabilized the mind of the beholder, as if it had compressed scrap material from every factory all the time, like an inappropriate collection of members.
That was definitely, Wynd.
Some time after the end of the war, Taro spared while sleeping like the rest of his crew.
That was an unbeatable hard schedule during the war, but Taro is just as busy. But I thought this one was much better. There was no need to fight the fear that someone might die, nor to take the lives of enemies who would fight for their own justice.
"You seem to be able to handle the loan for now. I'm glad Sakura's dad was a good talker."
Taran was consulting Takasaki Shipbuilding for a large loan. Takasaki didn't get a full backup because he belonged to EAP, but he still promised me a loan that matched it.
I also clearly told her that I can't think about her relationship with Sakura right now, but there was nothing that would affect the loan story. Takasaki's president just said, "If you can't think about it now, you can think about it sooner or later". There seemed to be a willingness to make the relationship between Taro and Sakura deeper, but there seemed to be no such thing as shielding it or imposing it. Sakura Gone when she heard that, but that was all.
"The management auction is going well. I think I can count on a good amount of money."
Marl looks at his mobile device and breaks his expression slightly. The usually noisy Katsushika office was also a quiet one now during the lunch break.
"A democracy to make is a convenient thing, Mr. Taylor. You can spread the responsibility and then collect up to a lot of money. No, it's a great system."
"No, no, it's a little different. Because that's not where the important backbone is, is it?
Taro auctioned off the management rights of the new alliance to the companies to which they subscribe. Of course, the final decision was not conceded with Rising Sun as the lead, but only close to the mayoral system as we do in Katsushika. Companies with management rights are able to express their opinions in Parliament, which can influence the operation of the Alliance. This form has long been a very familiar one for Taro, who has worked under decentralized powers as TRB Union.
As a result, the Alliance was able to get the large amount of cash needed to launch in the early years, and it was also producing secondary good results. It is also significant that Xiaomei was able to spread the responsibility, as she said, but it was greater where each company was very motivated.
"We just got a ton of opinions coming. From regular meetings of Parliament to specific initial operating proposals. That's really helpful."
From a company that has acquired management rights, I want to run the Alliance successfully, even if more than I have thrown in a lot of money. Whether its purpose was economic success or honor, it was the same thing. The motivation of such companies was very thankful for Rising Sun, who had assumed a backlash from the situation of territorial devolution due to defeat.
"Some of our members have bigger companies. I just need to be able to hold the reins... Speaking of which, what about the example lab?
Taro with his neck turned, Xiaomei, who was operating the terminal, stops that hand.
"The intelligence department led by Mr. Allan continues to investigate, but it seems to be quite difficult to navigate. Apparently, multiple different languages and assemblies are being used, and it will take time to achieve a coherent outcome."
"Oh well... well, that's awesome. But no matter how long it takes, we should probably look into it thoroughly. I don't know why Enzio ended up with all those electronic fighters, so I'm pretty sure there's a tip over there."
Taro's words, "Right," Marr said.
"I think we need to do something to avoid a second or third war. In some cases, we need to think about getting the Empire to help us."
"Right. We have a connection between Liza and Dean, and we can expect a lot more from Razor Metal than before."
Taro gets up with a big stretch as he throws the terminal he was holding on his desk. When he manipulated the large screen placed on the wall, he stared at Rising Sun's policy about the future, written like a beating and writing.
"Well, I guess I'll be busy in the future"
Blurry and squeaky words. Marl shouts "alas" at it unexpectedly.
"It's not good for companies. And for you, too. Dr. Aljimov just made his way to investigate the early transitions of the Empire. I'm sure you can count on it."
"Haha, right. The Doctor was motivated, and I need you to work hard...... Earth. Earth."
Painted in the center of the screen, this is a Tailang Handmade Earth painting. A holograph raises his distorted blue star, claiming its existence.
"Haven't even reached a takeover yet, or are you just a few moments away? I don't know about that."
Looking back, Taro looks at the two women.
"I'll have you hanging out till the end. Please."
The two received the words of Taro, and smiled all the more at what.