With Eden Station aboard a supermassive transport vessel, Taronda reached the Roman system, home to Rising Sun headquarters, a few days later. They carried out the unloading of miscellaneous baggage purchased along the way and floated Eden a short distance from the first station in Rome.
Given the convenience, I wanted the first station to dock, but it seemed too dangerous to do so. Eden's internal structure had almost been analyzed, but there were too many unknown installations.
"I'm talking about a lot going on, but you're safe now, aren't you?
Said as Taro asked around for a moment in a tiny room behind Coleman's private area, presumably his private room.
"A 100% safety is something that doesn't exist anywhere, Mr. Taylor. But it won't be a problem at all for you to act normal. Mr. Phantom, the defect that appeared was disabled at the hands of Chief of Security."
Said Xiao Mei on a table that was too bare to call a desk, shaking every bit. Taro replied "Yes," but the spooky anxiety he had felt earlier was never dispelled.
"If you're so frightened, you should've left it open for a few days."
Marr, sitting in the chair right next to Taro, said in some shaky shape. Besides, Taro pointed his mouth "Sora," and looked around the walls and ceilings of the room not to mention.
What gets into my eyes are tons of bullet marks worn on walls and ceilings. And I guess it took some intense force, brand new cracks and big snags. If they weren't made of steel that thick, Taro might not have been so surprised either.
"The level at which Mr. Phantom falls asleep with fatigue and injury is already weird. What kind of Bakemon came out? I actually saw you dismantle the big fucking Waind of the Alpha system with your bare hands. He can afford a tank opponent."
Cross gestures and recreate the scene where Phantom pulled off a worm-shaped wide leg at his disposal. And Marl, lying beside him, looked annoyed, "Be adult because it's narrow," he said.
"Impairments within assumptions, combined with unexpected obstacles, have become a completely new threat, Mr. Taylor."
Xiao Mei blinked the lamp and turned toward the crack of the wall. Taro put his hand on his chin to contemplate when he prefaced "what is supposed to be".
"It was in the report, the ghost-wind thing. You killed him, didn't you? What's unexpected? Why isn't it in the report?
To Taro's question, Xiaomei turned to Taro.
"Let me answer one by one, Mr. Taylor. In response to the first question, it is a denial. As the report states, we have disabled our enemies, but we have not done so. You should still be alive in the terminal under Xiao Mei."
To Xiao Mei's answer, Taro tried to lag behind silently. But I bumped into Liza, who was right behind him, and she got a novel saying, "It hurts."
"Shh, sorry. But I'm glad it was Liza. If it was Marl, it would have been started back before. It's just... the device is about this, right? Are you completely cut off?
Taro glanced under his desk and checked the box-shaped computer being pushed in there. He said, "What's going on?" He urged Xiao Mei to continue while forgiving the angry Liza.
"If you were Xiaomei, you might have been injured the other way around, and indeed in Miss Liza............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Regarding the following question, they are not WIND. I'm not human, and I'm suspicious if I can call you an organism in the first place. But it's a machine, and it's not."
"I don't know... I don't know. What the hell. Natural disaster?"
"It's a denial, Mr. Taylor. That was made artificially. I don't know what to call it because the name is unknown, but if you insist, did you say a variable liquid metal defense mechanism?"
"Liquid metal............ dude, is that supposed to be, like, Mr. Phantom?
"Half positive, Mr. Taylor. Mr. Phantom said that in the rest of the cass when he made himself, But it wasn't human like him, it was amoebic."
"Wow... you're the worst opponent I can imagine. How did you handle it? Did you even drop it in the melting furnace?
"No. We continued to shock thoroughly with shots and blows and ejected into space in anticipation of a destabilized gap. Now it's blocked with a counter-well agent, but there are many big holes in the D6 residential area. You don't know if I said Irby back. It doesn't convey sound in vacuum."
"How many, exactly more than one... uh, is that what this last precision shooting training was all about?"
On the way back to the Roman system, shooting training by escort fleets was being conducted as a burst drill. That's Phantom Security Director and Bella Fleet Commander - in a position to conduct more aggressive fleet operations than Security. Equivalent to the executive director - was done by approval of, and Taro found out in an ex post facto report.
"Any metal would just evaporate if the ship cannon hit it directly. How long have you been here?
Not that I'm interested, Marl, but for now, I ask. But when Xiaomei replied, "It's 87 bodies," he just seemed surprised.
"You can't just leave it in your report. I don't know where to start in case it leaks."
Liza said in a serious way. And Taro snorts at all. I could come up with a usage as a weapon even if I just thought about it a little bit, and it seemed worth using at all. The worst part was that cyborgs like Phantom would be developed from there, and that was likely to cause devastating disruption to the galaxy.
"I see. If that's the case, I understand... Wait a minute. Failure combined, no way..............."
To Taro's words, Xiaomei nodded as she rolled in the sphere with "eh".
"The use of BISHOP was very limited because of the confirmed presence of ghost-type wind, Mr. Taylor. Is it only a very short time before Xiaomei, hidden in the rubble, blocks the area network and breaks it over there? You missed Mr. Alan."
"No, Alan, just die normally. He can't get in a rubble gap or anything, can he?
"Well, that's how we finally succeeded in securing the facility. Mr. Phantom's inability to fight for as many as eight hours without being able to demonstrate the full power of ballistic prediction is a situation that deserves to be described as being repaired rather than rested."
"Wow... I'll see you later. And next time, I'll ask my business partners if they can't pick up some rare coffee beans or something. I wouldn't be happy to give you money."
"Hehe, I'm sure you'll be delighted, Mr. Taylor. Now it's time to get down to business."
When Xiaomei said that, he sent a huge amount of data to Taro and the others' mobile devices. Taro received it while anxious to use BISHOP communication even though there was a ghost type of wind right around the corner.
"As you can see, we are currently investigating, but we have sorted out some eye-catching information. Xiaomei guessed what Coleman really wanted from them, but I wanted your opinion."
Xiao Mei circled around on the spot and looked over at the three people sitting in the chair. Beyond the crack in the wall, we can see the current Enigma development team walking around, conducting a Coleman facility survey that was in Enzio.
"Exactly this amount is going to take a while. All we have to do is fish the bunch for the missing preliminary data, right? I'm here on purpose."
You must be sick of the amount of data, Marl said in a tired way. Besides, when Xiaomei returned "I'm positive, Miss Marr," the three of them put their mobile devices on their foreheads, just like the pulse chips, and began to check the information directly in their brains with a grumpy look.
"Um, well, I kind of figured it out."
That's what Taro finally said about an hour after he started checking the information. Looking beside him, Marr also seems to have come to some conclusion, "Me too," he replied, with a slightly troubled look.
"It was a little different than I expected, but you're not convinced. All the more so when you think about Mr. Phantom. That's all there is to it, but it doesn't seem like Coleman's only obsession."
said Liza, shrugging her shoulders and wrinkling between her eyebrows. When Taro decided that he had probably given the same answer to the words as himself, he turned to Xiaomei.
"I know there's a lot going on in evolution, but he wanted to--"
The contents of the data were various experiments and their results, which have been carried out by generations of Colemans. They were surprisingly massive and diverse, but they had something in common.
"The brain. What he was trying to evolve was the human brain."
Taro's answer with certainty. Besides, Xiaomei did not react in any way, but after some time, "Xiaomei agrees," he blinked the lamp.
"At first glance, there may be research that doesn't matter, or that's completely useless, but when you think about it, it all looks connected..."
Marl squeaks in a voice that's about to disappear. As she lowered her eyes, she peered into Taro's face as she asked.
".................. Hey, Xiaomei. Tell me."
Taro fired down as he took his eyes off Marr's gaze. When he opened his mouth, he closed it, and when he opened it, he gripped it, he eventually opened his mouth never.
"Me, too, was it made by Coleman?