A huge gap between the building and the building, created by the thermal circulation system. Underground is where the temperature rises as long as you go downstairs, and people cannot live without a thermal circulation system here in an underground city.
Gaps strewn like blood vessels exist in every part of the city, carrying hot air of high temperatures to the surface. The high temperature air is going upwards, and there is nothing complicated about the system itself. There is no need to incorporate the cold air above, and the air conditioning everywhere will do that.
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The vascular analogy is to the aorta, the largest space. Up, down, to the end left and right, just an extended iron wall continues. To the extent that I saw the ladder pieces for maintenance from time to time, it was later a top wall.
That's exactly what you could call a cliff. There, Phantom was sticking up for one.
What you're holding is a cylindrical electromagnet. Simple to switch on and off with one switch, I keep holding my right hand, and my left hand, and my body up silently. He was stiffening his whole body in a black suit and wearing a mask to protect his face and hair from heat.
"... it's supposed to be this one"
The map I tapped into my head before I left indicated that there was a duct leading to the back of the center at this point. But in reality, it's just an iron wall spread. Phantom gazed in the dark and found an iron uplifting place like an old construction trail.
"I wonder if it was even reinforced by an accident or something. Not really."
Due to the deterioration of the iron, it is not a mark like the one I followed yesterday. When Phantom gave up the intrusion from there, he decided to move on to another nearby duct.
NASA Alliance Army. It was the de facto top there and there was one man who had always dedicated himself to the war against Wynd from birth to the present day in an underground city, offering prayers in a small chapel to the extent that only a few people could get in.
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Kneel down and drool your neck. The man remained fit for a while, but eventually stood up with his forehead, chest, left shoulder, right shoulder and cross cut.
"That's surprising. You believe in God?
A voice calling from behind. The man stared at the large cross of the chapel for a while without answering it, but eventually turned around and nodded to the Lord of his voice.
"I don't know in the strict sense of the word, but it's uniform. You can't rely on God to do this... Henry, you don't believe me?
The man, who was against the wall at the entrance to the chapel, showed a bare gesture that he had thought about for a while.
"... no, I believe you, Antonio. Maybe it's not what you think."
"What do you mean?
"Mm, nothing. Forget it...... let's go better than that. Your daughter's waiting."
That's what the man called Henry said, and he went without waiting for a reply. I wondered if Antonio had been ridiculed, but I decided to go after him because I couldn't help thinking about it.
"The young lady is a big kanmura. He didn't care much about what we did."
Henry emits without looking back. In the hallway leading up to NASA Alliance leader Sophia's office, two inorganic footsteps of a walking man are tricky and woody.
"That would be so. That's what anyone would do if they were betrayed by someone they believed in."
Antonio gave it back, as faceless as Nobu.
"Is that what it is? I don't know."
Shoulder clasp and unwind, Henry. And Antonio laughing at it with his nose.
"That's because you're always on the side of betrayal."
"You can't deny it... what do we do now?"
Henry stops and looks back. Antonio nodded slowly as he took Henry's gaze.
"We'll have to do it. If you can't convince me, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to disappear."
Voice of how I gave up somewhere. Henry said, "Are you regretting this?," he asked, "No," Antonio shook his head.
"This is the only way for us to survive. The Strategic Research Team has come to the same conclusion."
"Right...... but, Antonio. Is there any chance that they'll do something about it?
"Are those them? Maybe. But..."
Restart the steps that Antonio had stopped, and now Henry follows it.
"Say what if you win. The only thing waiting for us is a life to be abused."
"... may have changed up there in the course of 400 years, huh?
"No, unfortunately, it's the same. No, I should rather say it's getting worse. You've seen the results, too."
The orbital space elevators made by Rising Sun allow NASA to connect back to the universe. Restricted but still able to access the network, they had been studying thoroughly the lives of people in the Galactic Empire. It was a matter of death and death for them and of the utmost interest.
If BISHOP can't be used, I can't even live.
It was a fact known to everyone and an insanity in the Galactic Empire. Those who cannot use BISHOP are called outsiders and are avoided, abused, and sometimes even abused. They live to shrink securely in the depths of the slums and, for the most part, lead miserable lives. Those who are able to live a decent life like Phantom's sister, for example, were truly exceptional.
"I've been shelving problems for a long time. That bump is coming around."
Henry told me to whine. Antonio got angry with the words, but he didn't put them on his face by biting his teeth off. Because you were absolutely right. Even though NASA had grasped the problem for a long time, it was unable to strike any effective hand.
"At birth, 95% of the population was already an outsider. The only remaining 5% also have arithmetic abilities similar to the Imperial average five-year-old. In the first place, BISHOP cannot be used more than without elements, and there is no need to use it. No one can seriously try to work on it. What could we possibly have done in that situation?
"I'm not blaming you. The dominant inheritance, which is not even in this damn narrow world, has only wielded fierceness. My ancestors didn't even like it and locked me in a hole like this... Damn, why did they come here now? I wish you'd just leave me alone."
"Right. Absolutely... we can only live in this world. If there's someone out there who wants to do something about it..."
Arrive in front of the office. Antonio grabbed the door knob and told him to spit it out.
"They are enemies, wherever they may be."
The door opens and a short hallway leads to the office appears. They stepped in there without hesitation, but stopped for a moment when they noticed something strange. On the left and right as far as the hallway is concerned, there is a simple chair for the guards to relax, but there was nowhere to see the guards at heart.
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When they glanced at each other silently, they pulled their pistols out of their pockets. When I killed my breath and slowly turned the corner, a large desk eventually appeared focused on being more dignified than practical. The executive desk of the NASA Alliance Lord.
"............... they did it!!
He sees the muggled office and Antonio screams. Henry turned to the other side of the desk to jump, checking under the desk, and shook his head.
"I thought you were just a quiet doll, but you seemed like a pretty good horse"
As Henry urged me to go around behind the desk, there lay two guards, clothed and tied up.
"Look, he's still alive. There's no way those two guys can do this to each other... we have a collaborator. Probably the ones up there."
Antonio checked the two pulses, saying so and retrieving the comms.
"It's Antonio. Put out an alert now and keep the entire hub under strict guard. There's an intruder. Miss Olivia has been arrested and is currently on the run. Secure it as soon as you find it, and let us know."
"" Yes, sir. What if they resist? ""
"I don't mind shooting in that case......... oh yeah"
Antonio stopped the words as he remembered and opened the desk drawer. There was a pistol for self-defense used by the Allies, and Antonio used a handkerchief to lift it carefully.
"I said I was compromised, but I'll correct it. Miss Olivia is very likely to be complicit with the killer. Looks like he shot two guards and escaped with classified information. Therefore, if the opponent resists, he is allowed to shoot every Miss Olivia."
You can hear it from beyond the comms, it's a much breathtaking sound. Antonio quietly pulled the trigger twice when he switched off the communication without waiting for a reply.
Phantom stopped his leg and just looked back a little to the bursting sound he heard faintly.
"What's up? Did you forget something?
NASA guards walking next to Phantom called out in an easygoing manner. When Phantom answered that briefly, "No," he started walking again.
"I thought I forgot my wallet, but it was my fault. I plan to hook up a cup on my way home from work. There's some cash in there."
Use the opposite of the hand in charge of Olivia, who was made to dress as a guard, and let him tap his fuzzy pocket. What's in there was a pistol, but I can't tell the difference by looking at it all the time.
"Right. I know what it's like to worry about your wallet, but first get her to the infirmary...
When the man retrieved the obsolete comms machine, he put it to his ear as he walked. Phantom also imitates the man, putting the receiver in his ear so that the receiver lamp doesn't look like his opponent. I didn't know how to use the comms, but I could perfectly hear the slightest voice leaking from the man's comms.
"... I see. Got it. We'll get back to you as soon as we find something."
When the man terminated the communication, he slowly stopped on the spot. Phantom gently pressed a gun against his back as he walked right around behind the man.
"That's why. You don't have to explain, do you?
Given the contents of the call, there was no way the man could have been unaware of Phantom and Olivia. The man slowly raised his hand and said, "Don't shoot me, will you?" and emitted in mild condition.
"If you don't behave in a far-fetched manner. You can stay in the infirmary, but I need you to hurry."
To Phantom's words, the man uttered a small voice groaning.