"Inspection?"
Taro, who was hanging out on the bridge of Plum, raised one eyebrow and listened back.
"Yes, inspections. You don't really know what kind of place that is, do you, Boy?
"Then it would be quick to go see it," Bella continued.
"Well, I sure do... but for once, you've got a good eye for data banks and the information that's come up, huh?
"Let's see. That's fine. A desolate world where the land of the poor periphery spreads and the unfinished cosmic realm. Is that what you think?
"Uh, right. Like that?"
"Bye, boy. Where is that actually? What kind of life do they live and what do they want?
"It's..."
Taro with Bella's questions. When he drops his gaze and shuts up for a while, he thinks carefully about what Bella is going to say.
"Sure, sounds like you should take a look at it once. If you ask me, I don't even know average ordinary people's lives."
After a while, Taro answers so sorry. Bella smiled at me like that, "I wish I knew from now on".
"On the Alpha side, the RS Alliance area, DI38, is the Wyoming system, Mr. Taylor. It will be the outermost realm of the former Enzio territory. It has a population of roughly 40,000, but in fact it is presumed to reside a few times that."
No matter what Xiaomei sees, Sorajiru looks at the star chart shown on the monitor. There is nothing wrong with Xiaomei, who has direct access to the data bank, but it seemed like an amazing thing to Taro.
"That's what I found out, Xiaomei. So, what station are we headed to?
The monitor shows multiple stations in the system, all of which were similar old-fashioned space stations.
"Wyoming iv would be appropriate. Instead, I don't have any other options."
"Huh? Why... maybe you're not welcome? You don't give a shit about getting shot or being raided all of a sudden, do you?
"It's a denial, Mr. Taylor. The problem is the size of the space station and the replenishment-related facilities. There are no facilities at any other station except Wyoming IV that will accept more than cruisers… without a decision as to whether or not they will be raided"
"Oh... don't be scared, little lady."
Taro turned his gaze toward Wyoming IV, which shows on the monitor, even though he wondered if it was a joke to become Xiao Mei. An irreplaceable, block-moduled station.
"I'll bring the guys with arms up, well, you'll be fine. If you're anxious, do you want to call Phantom back?
Behind Taro, the arm-wrapped Bella stood slightly. There were two men from the security department accompanied by them in the usual physical condition, looking straight ahead in a resting position.
"No, Mr. Phantom will be busy with Mr. Phantom, and I'll leave the protection to Mr. Bella. If we don't get more Toko personnel soon, we're not going anywhere."
The war ahead had made Rising Sun chronically understaffed. There was nothing to say about existing operations because they came from an increase in size, but the shortage of battleship riders was an urgent problem that needed to be solved.
Phantom is currently also being asked to move on talent acquisition in parallel with instruction at Battle School. A lot of sailors seemed to know each other from the bounty hunter-era handouts, and Taro relied heavily on them. Sure, if he was here, he'd be covered for his safety, but there's no way he could have tied it up for that.
"If I have to..."
"What if I have to?
"I'll do my best to escape. Throw your cunt at me, but I'll run away."
"That would help. That... that one. Whatever you want to throw."
Bella says so with a few words. Taro had this perverse feeling that he could see something unusual.
- "Docking Approach: End" -
BISHOP will tell Wyoming IV that it has docked. Taro, who had raised anxiety about the ageing remarkable Wyoming IV that the camera had told him, exhaled relief that the docking had ended safely.
"Are you okay with the beacon coordinates being off or something? It's not an accident..."
Taro travels to the pier surrounded by security forces led by Bella while complaining about bumps. Rust and dirt could be found everywhere, and Taro was engulfed with greater anxiety. Marl and Xiaomei had Plum stay, but he might have been right.
"It's okay, boy. Your suit is automatically expanding when exposed to a vacuum. We can live outside for dozens of minutes until the rescue arrives."
"I see...... by the way, what if the rescue didn't come after a few dozen minutes?
"Well, that's settled. Boy's two arms help."
"Ah, yes, yes. I use it to pray to God."
As Taronda passes through the pier on a high-speed moving lane, it reaches the gate in the station in minutes. If it were a system that I normally use, it would be a waste of time for people. There, it seemed that only a few people here were idle enough to confirm their appearance.
"Come on... this is the economy around you"
It is said that transactions carried out in front of the gate amount to between 20% and 30% of the economy as a whole. Depending on the characteristics of each region and station, Taro had never seen such an idle front gate.
"Borderlands are like this everywhere. Look, it looks like you're picking me up."
When Bella looked at the one she indicated with her jaw, she saw a man who seemed nice to people walking over here.
"Hi, I'm Taylor from Rising Sun. Is that Mr. Smith?
The man answered Taro's question in awe, "Uh, yeah," he replied.
"I am a station master for Wyoming IV, I am Smith Varen. Just so you know... today is with the inspection, did something go wrong?
"Oh, no, it's not that big a deal. As you know, I've been entrusted with the Alliance's allies, so I'm looking around at them. I was wondering if I could consult with you about your future operations."
"Oh, I see. That's a special triumph...... Sa, go ahead. I'll show you."
When Smith urged Taro, he started walking in the lead himself. Taro thought he was grateful for it, but at the same time he was frightened of how much free he was. Regardless of the combination of discussions, it is not usually possible to be accompanied by a station master.
"As you can see, it will be an industrial compartment. There are a number of asteroids nearby that have not yet been mined and made, so the refining business continues in detail. It's the main industry in this station."
The first to be guided was an industrial compartment lined with thin dirty factories. Apparently it was not modular by industry, with ore refineries and food plants adjacent.
"I'd rather not eat here."
I'm sick and tired of seeing Bella blurt out so she can only sound tall. I concurred as Taro, so I snorted with a bitter laugh.
"Commercial compartments, right. I can't honestly say it's busy...... mostly retailing and distributing household goods. With decades of neglect, there will be little hope for new commerce to develop"
As idle as it was in front of the gate, the commercial district was filled with tedious vacant tenants. The far-sighted market seems quite thriving, but neither does it compare to the buzz of cuttlefish.
As Taro looked at such a vibrant market with an indescribable look, a group of people in space suits somehow appeared from behind, saluting the Station Master before walking away.
"You're from the defense. They really take care of me… I think they're making it quite impossible because they only have three battleships"
You must have read Taro's expression, Smith explains that. Taro nodded to it several times, "It's tough," he said in a sympathetic voice.
"Yep. You'll make more money if you go to the city...... they won't really get your head up. The number of ships themselves is small, so we also ask them to do transport and perimeter surveys. You might call yourself a hero here."
Smith described them that way, urging the tarundas, "Come on, let's go next," he said. There was nothing particularly intriguing about Taro, so I decided to follow it honestly.
"The residential area is a disturbing block from a pretty old age. It's pretty complicated, so even if you have a map, you'll get lost. Try not to get out of it."
Taro walks through a residential neighborhood that has become like Slam Street while following Smith. It was true that his passageways and buildings were intricately intertwined and seemed unlikely to be a place he would want to explore on his own.
Whereas the general station was made of stacked blocks of a painted size, here the blocks were pushed in completely unwrought. Usually the road itself is made apart from the residential block, but apparently the gap between the block and the block was used as the road, followed by an iron floor with no even anti-slip on the side of the ornament. Naturally, the foot would be someone's house ceiling.
"............ hmm?
Taro feels uncomfortable and takes a slight look around. He tried to figure out what the discomfort was, but the answer was immediately brought by Bella.
"You're too uncomfortable. Usually, these places are crowded. Especially when you don't hear one of the voices of a child or a baby. It doesn't even look like there's enough money to fit everything in a fully soundproof module."
To Bella's whisper, Taro makes a good look. If you look around, you certainly don't see people as good as they are at all. All I saw from time to time were workers who seemed to be at work and the appearance of people who looked like officials.
"Don't you want to show it to me, or is it for your own safety?"
Taro murmured so blushingly, following Smith who was going ahead.
If you sneak in on your own later, wondering what you'll need.