A land roughly shredded up over enough time to be called eternal. Strong winds that are difficult to stand in a living human being. The scenery remains the same no matter where you go, and sandstorms block your sight and sunlight. Temperatures are always below freezing, oxygen concentrations are thin and radiation concentrations are high.
But from Sophia, a spacestation-born space station growing up, it was attractive enough, even on such a devastated earth. To be honest, she had never dreamed that she would set foot on the earth of some planet by the end of her life.
But she was now, indeed, in the land of Planet New York.
"Is it that rare out there, Miss Sophia? It doesn't look like Xiao Mei has made any difference."
Mechanical, but obviously emotional caged voice color. When Sophia caught sight of her voice and removed her gaze from the window, she was able to confirm the appearance of the sphere sitting at the entrance to the rest room for the work staff.
"Hello, Xiaomei. Yeah, it sure doesn't change the landscape. It's always been a sandstorm."
The windows in the rest room are meant to look out into space. Because the rudder base itself is made of spacecraft structures, it was mounted, even though it was clearly unnecessary on planet New York.
"But from time to time, the wind direction changes, the concentration of sand changes and it gets brighter and darker. Considering it's all natural movement, it feels very strange."
Sophia softly lifted her up as she walked over to Xiaomei.
"Wonder, is it? Sensory and emotional problems are difficult for Xiaomei, who is AI."
On Sophia's arm, Xiao Mei brightens the lamp slightly. As she loosened the body of the sphere as she wandered, she turned the lamp upwards to look up at Sophia.
"Is it? Regardless of the other AI, I think Koume will know..."
"No, the same goes for Xiaomei, Miss Sophia. Xiaomei is nothing more than one AI with logical thinking as its. Xiaomei believes that enjoying change is a very advanced intellectual activity allowed by higher organisms. If we get there, it's like," Oh, all kinds of insanity. "
"And are you a pussy? Sorry, I'm not sure."
"It's okay, Miss Sophia. Xiao Mei also knows what the word means, but I use it without knowing the background it has. Naughty and young Xiao Mei also has its limits. The important thing is that the female mind and the New York sky will never stabilize. If so, you have to have fun."
"Ah, haha..."
Sophia laughed bitterly, putting Xiao Mei on the window table, who turned toward the window. She wondered whether to go in "I knew you knew it," but ended up stopping. The AI in front of me is just a small sphere, but I was a director of an alliance that minutes the universe in terms of its real alpha, and one of my own employers.
"Are you used to your work yet, Miss Sophia? It would be a little bit different than the work we were doing in the Wyoming system."
Keep the lamp pointed towards the window, Xiao Mei. Sophia doesn't know how many times it's gonna be. "Is she really just an AI?" I sat back on the chair provided at the table with the question in mind.
"Yes, what a basket. I think I can do it without bothering you. Tools and equipment are up to date, so I often remember them. The work is always with Lamy, and it's very helpful to have a nursery."
"That's a superimposition, isn't it, Miss Sophia? However, Xiaomei remembers some pity for having to worry about the nursery that year. I might take it for some special tastes."
"Oh, my brothers, I wasn't born!
"HAHAHAHAHA. I know, Miss Sophia. It's time to get down to business."
As Xiaomei spun around, she turned the lamp toward Sofia.
"Xiaomei has worked with a large number of employees along with Mr. Taylor and Miss Marr in corporate activities, but this is the first case like this one. Honestly, it's a good situation to say you'll have trouble dealing with it. Miss Sophia, why did you ask for your salary back?
Plum tilting the sphere slightly sideways so that a questionable human would.
"I don't care why you say it, it's just too much. You can't take so much of anything."
Sofia recalls and answers the amount of benefits transferred the other day. The first monthly salary I officially received as an employee of Rising Sun was actually equivalent to half a month of the wages I had received from my parents in the Wyoming system.
"He may be a laudable worker from the general management, but Xiaomei cannot recommend this. Workers are obliged to earn the wages they deserve for their work."
"Obligations, is it?
"Yeah, that's right, Miss Sophia. You belong to Miss Marr's salvage department and have four staff as squad leader. Naturally, we are responsible for it and obliged to get a consideration commensurate with it. It's not a right, it's a duty."
Xiao Mei turned around on the spot, turning towards the entrance to the room.
"There is absolutely no need to make cheap sales of the workforce. Sometimes that can be harmful. Workers are always looking for more wages, managers are looking for the opposite, and when they are combined, they create a fair price for the workforce. As one of the workers, you need to follow that principle. Workforce can't be too cheap or too expensive."
Plum falling from the table to the ground. Sophia hears metal bumping into each other and accidentally turns herself in. She made quite a noise. I worried she would be okay with it, but Xiao Mei rolled back and forth as if nothing had happened.
"So Miss Sophia. Unfortunately, you will receive the wages provided for by RS law and internal rules. If it's still troublesome, how about thinking about using it in a way that's acceptable to you? Whether it's a hoarding or donation, you just have to do whatever you want. Preparing for the future is important."
"Right...... yes, I get it. I'll think of something."
"Yeah, that's fine, Miss Sophia. Then I'm with this. Enjoy the rest of your vacation, though it's nothing."
"Yes, thank you............... Huh? Is this a vacation?
"... Yeah, that's right, Miss Sophia. For reasons similar to those mentioned earlier, you must digest your paid leave. Cash purchases for vacations are also under consideration, but those will be a little further. Don't worry, we'll get paid properly."
"Ha... you're off and you're getting paid? I don't know."
"Hehe, AI doesn't need a vacation, so it's not good for Xiaomei either. But it's Mr. Taylor's policy."
"Is it Mr. Taylor's? Then maybe there's some important reason... but is that okay?
Sophia turns her neck and looks at the window. You saw that, the little plum that was rolling stops the movement.
"Miss Sophia. For the same reasons as earlier -"
"'Cause we're gonna be so busy, right?
Overlapping voice. Sophia shrugged "I'm sorry" because she blocked Xiao Mei's remarks.
"No, that's good............ Miss Sophia when. Why do you think I'm gonna be busy?
Xiao Mei turned around and turned her lens toward Sofia.
"Because..."
Sophia looking at the window again. She modestly pointed across the window with her index finger.
"It's full of scrap out there, isn't it? I saw it in a drama. There was enough wine to cover the planet, and Mr. Taylor killed them all."
Xiao Mei's body, which was shaking loosely on a regular basis, stopped perfectly.
"When it comes to collecting them all, I think it's very hard. I have no idea how much it's going to be... but I'm sure it's not enough for everyone in Wyoming to get together, is it?
…………
"............ Xiaomei?
"........................... Miss Sophia"
"Yes?"
Plum that rotates her body slightly and looks up at Sophia.
"Unfortunately, it seems that you have to think about the use of wages, even if it is not. That's about a lot of money, too. Perhaps Mr. Taylor will pay you a huge bonus. Instead of donating, you might set up a fund."
Little plum that brightens the lamp and turns it out when it twirls on the spot. Sophia tilted her neck wondering what the hell was going on as she looked at such a little plum.
"- That's all about the planet New York bailout project. Any questions?
Quiet back, the Roman system is the venue of the RS Alliance Congress. Around the tall standing podium, the circular seats lined up, would there be nearly 300 people in all, where the faces of the leading companies making up the alliance were aligned. But they were all holographic, and they were actually each supposed to be in some system. What really exists on the spot would be places like dozens of people at best.
"May I speak, delegate"
The president of the company that made up the former Enzio alliance raised his hand. A relatively large company among RS, operating in infrastructure development.
"Go ahead, say anything."
Taro responds with the usual sales smile. In response to the words, the man who raised his hand stood up and opened his tease.
"Care for the weak and protect your compatriots. That's a lot for the Alliance, and I agree."
When the man separated the words there, he coughed once and then went on to say "but -".
"I don't think anything would have to be in this way. Even if we spend the same amount, there will be as many more efficient and effective businesses. I'm in the infrastructure business, so there are about 50,000 stations that don't even have the infrastructure base they need to live on, right?
There are a number of voices of consent raised in a man's remarks. Inside, there was also a mix of scrutiny voices about whether the use of the budget would be turned around to infrastructure, but it was basically positive.
"Yeah, I know exactly what you're saying. But we at Rising Sun are convinced that the development of New York is the most efficient and profitable business."
I assure you, Taro. In contrast, the same suspicious look.
"I don't know everything about New York's information, but I don't see any such developable area left on that star, at least from publicly available information. Is Rising Sun keeping any information from you?
Unlike earlier, a young employer speaks up. Taro prefaced with it, "You can raise your hand after you speak," and then replied.
"We can't disclose all the information, and, well, we're not obliged to... at least not from new information on this one. Instead, I want to blame myself for not thinking about it."
"You think you can read it from the information that's being disclosed?
"Yeah, that's what we think."
"Is that right? I independently asked a planetary development expert to analyze the information about New York, but they said there was nothing useful about it. I think it's probably the same for the people around us."
Something provocative. Taro was somewhat annoyed by it, but decided not to care. These guys are everywhere. Taro tried to utter a negative sentence against the man, but the man moved on without waiting for it.
"Of course we trust the Alliance Stop, Rising Sun. It was no other representative who suggested the existence of a number of developable asteroids using the new Stargate. I'm sure that star has something as beneficial as that. I can't even consider it. But these people... Excuse me, how long have you been in contact with NASA? I think it's hard to think of anything that could suddenly lead to a promising development."
To a man's voice, voices like "sure," or "no way," the venue starts to bother. Taro held it still by raising his hands and said, "What do you want to say?" I asked her straight in. The man answered the question after coughing up one.
"Representative, we are not opposed to the development of Planet Newk. However, it is we who fund it. I mean, it's hard to accept that only certain companies gain."
"... er, is that it? You think Rising Sun is offering convenience to some company by narrowing the information down?
"I'm not saying that, but, well, that's what it's called."
A man stuck in words because he was so straightforward. As Taro sighed one, he opened his mouth as he moaned the piece of metal he had prepared at hand.
"The RS method also applies to Rising Sun itself. We don't care how we spend our funds, but we follow the law properly in alliance funds. Was it Article 2 on equal entry provisions for companies? Prohibition of the private use of co-financing. Of course I know."
Taro said so and raised his face so that everyone could see the piece of metal he had in his hand.
"The answer is among the information disclosed. Can you see… this is the development resource that I get from Planet New York."
Blunt, glowing pieces of metal. The gaze of the venue gathered at Taro's disposal, and many embarked upon themselves. Actually, it's footage on camera, so there was absolutely no point in that behavior.
"The main ingredients are iron, titanium and tungsten. And a little aluminum. In terms of the closest metal, is it a TFT524 armoured plate, a Johnny and Virgin product? The usage is limited because it has already been processed. Is it best to use it on the armor plate?"
"Does that mean there's a massive mineral range?
"No, you don't. I can pick it as it is."
"... Representative, what you're saying..."
"It's salvage, salvage. of the Wainds who were on the planet."
Taro answers so that he can wear it on someone's voice. Tranquility to visit.
"You won't be buried in the sand in any way, but, well, you can dig back as much as you want. It's helpful in the sense of preservation. Plus, it's exposed to the surface in this exact way, so you can pick it up with your hands. If you're going to use it for armoured plates, it hardly needs to be reprocessed. And thankfully, it's all the same shape because it's made of uniform standards. All the time."
On a quiet floor, only the voice of Taro echoes. The quiet lasted for a while, but eventually the man earlier raised his hand and opened his mouth.
"How much... do you have?
A man whose challenging attitude until earlier disappears and asks something terribly.
"Come on. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah As officially announced, it exists at a level that covers the planetary surface like an asshole. Tens of billions of tons? More?
"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Then it's like a whisper. They must be the ones reusing it, right?
"No, I don't think we can do it. No?"
Taro answers without saying anything.
None of them answered no.