Lethal Weapon of the Empire Chapter 10

After the gryphon's confusing explanation, Gavin finally understood something: there were components of marrow fluid in his body fluids.

"This is not surprising at all. The marrow fluid is the spiritual connection between the pilot and the mecha. It originally contains the pilot's brain extract. When you first entered the cockpit, I found that your mental threshold was very high. The marrow fluid should also be delicious..."

Gavin couldn't help but imagine the scene of the neural network attached to his body and licking desperately, and suddenly felt a chill.

"But I didn't expect that this substance also exists in your sweat and blood. After being combined, it can be used as a substitute for marrow fluid. Later, when you fell asleep in the hotel, I found that you were sweating a lot on the back of your neck. , I just want to try absorbing this substance to replace energy..."

No wonder it turned into a flat piece of mud and stuck to the back of the neck. It turned out to be to increase the contact area of   the body surface.

"Later, idiots from the Protection Association rushed in and interrupted my chemical synthesis process. As a result, the marrow fluid was not decomposed enough, and I ran out of energy when I was flying over the military academy. I kept on standby during this period. Fortunately, you were really close to me. Take mine, now the marrow fluid I extracted from your body is barely enough to power on for a while..."

The gryphon spoke happily, feeling a little proud of having made a big deal, but Gavin frowned slightly.

He wears this earring close to his body not because of the agreement with the gryphon, but because of Edna's instructions.

When Edna handed the gryphon to him, she told him that "the intelligent mecha will choose the most advantageous path for itself" and explicitly asked him to "wear this earring close to your body and never take it off." Carrying it close to the body is indeed the key to the gryphon extracting marrow fluid, but how does Edna know?

Even if Edna could guess that his mental threshold was extremely high, how did this woman know that there was that special substance in his blood?

Isn’t it normal that this substance can only be extracted from the human brain?

"Ignoring all of this, what's the situation now? If I'm not mistaken, this should be the category of armed technicians, right?" The earrings jumped off the window sill, quickly decomposed and transformed in mid-air, and turned into A spherical optical brain was suspended above the shoulder armor: "Well, the D-class x109 military mecha is a purely mechanical product without any neural network. It's very nerve-wracking..."

Gavin crossed his arms and leaned against the window. "Can you find at least one mechanical problem?"

The gryphon seemed to have been greatly insulted: "One place? One place?! Are you kidding me? For a noble intelligent mecha like me, its existence itself is a malfunction!"

Gavin:...

Gavin stared at the optical brain expressionlessly. After a moment, the Sterling gave in and cried: "...There is a spiral at its fourth bearing that is a little bent..."

Gavin was finally satisfied. He patted his head affectionately and said, "Be good."

After the assessment, the door was pushed open, and Goudreau walked in with an undisguised expression of victory, staring at the unmoved shoulder armor in front of him.

"What a shame..."

"The micro-angle spiral at the corner of the fourth bearing is bent inward by 60 degrees. The evidence is the scratch marks on the shell, indicating that a sharp object hit the surface of the shoulder armor. At this angle, only the fourth bearing is the direct stress point. The bearings of this D-level x109 military mecha are extremely hard, and only the spiral is a soft and easy-to-break memory alloy. Therefore, only the spiral will deflect under impact, and the overall bearing will not break. "

Gavin smiled modestly.

"Do you want to open it for verification, Professor Goudreau?"

Goudreau: ...

Gavin tasted the pleasure of cheating for the first time in his life, and couldn't help but look at him with interest. Director Gu lived up to his high expectations, and his face soon turned red, as if he was about to jump at any moment, looking like a balloon that was full and about to explode.

But unexpectedly, this breath did not burst out, and disappeared silently after a few seconds.

"What do you want to prove to me, that your talent in mechas surpasses everyone else?" Goudreau said coldly: "This is obviously not the focus of our conflict."

His cold look made Gavin feel slightly guilty, and he admitted after a while: "I know."

"-What do you know? Even if you can prove it ninety-nine times in front of me, just one mistake on the battlefield is enough to end everything! Those LPs will always have a higher chance of surviving, and they will never remember that it was you who sacrificed With talent and the opportunity to win, more people can survive..."

"I know, Professor, you mean well."

"No! I don't have any intentions!" Goudreau said sternly: "I'm just fulfilling the responsibility of a teacher. I don't even notice a bt student like you!"

The room suddenly became quiet. Gavin looked at Goudreau silently. After a while, he stood up and lowered his head:

"I understand, Professor."

He packed up briefly, held his schoolbag in his hand, and walked past Goudreau to the door.

The atmosphere was tense, and he could even feel the other person's suppressed and angry breathing when they passed each other. The door was wide open, and outside were students walking out of the classroom in twos and threes after their assessments. A few people were talking and laughing loudly in the distance.

Gavin stepped over the threshold, thought for a moment and then looked back:

"Sorry, Professor, I think sometimes mistakes in the eyes of others may not really be mistakes. The Marshal's decision in the Battle of Venus Fortress was also like this. He saved tens of thousands of soldiers of the Empire and Alliance with one failure, no matter what the final outcome was. , he is a winner in his own heart."

"Even if he had to do it again, he would still choose this way, because that is the meaning of God's gift to him."

Gavin didn't look at Goudreau's face anymore, bowed, then turned and left.

As a result, the scores of that assessment came out, and Gavin once again felt the malice from the universe - two hundred and ninety-nine.

"He actually deducted two hundred and one points because you 'talked too much to the professor after the exam, which delayed the review'! How much does he hate you?!" The gryphon turned into a ball of white light. Jumping around, he asked indignantly: "Do you want me to beat him up to vent my anger, huh? I promise to clean it up without leaving any traces, and make him avoid you whenever he sees you from now on!"

Gavin remained calm as ever: "It doesn't matter, Goudreau is...what was that word you said to me last time?"

"Proud?"

"Yes, Goudreau is a tsundere."

Gavin turned around and left the inquiry room, and the griffon immediately followed him, like a bouncing little rubber ball. Probably because of the sufficient energy, the brightness of the light ball was slightly higher. When it turned, Gavin's eyes were dazzled for a moment, and he didn't pay attention to the head-on collision with the oncoming person.

"careful!"

Gavin staggered, but fortunately the man grabbed his arm: "Are you okay... huh?"

"-Dean?"

There was no one in the corridor, the sunlight reflected from the glass roof, and the tall LP military cadets stood as high as a rock. I don't know if it's due to the angle of light and shadow, but his face is extremely deep and there is no smile at all, which makes people feel a little heartbroken.

Gavin felt a little hesitation in his heart for a moment, but he didn't show it. He just stood up slowly and shook off his hand: "Thank you."

Dean nodded, "Be careful when you walk. Did you just check your scores?"

"yes."

Dean didn't ask him what his score was - although the students in the mecha department had high self-esteem and didn't care much about the situation in the technician department, it was more because he felt it was impossible for him to achieve any results, so it would be pointless to ask. Awkward.

"I heard about the accident in the maintenance yard," Dean said calmly, "It is said that you fell from the tower and your nǎ was not injured, right?"

"...No."

"That's good. Physical health in childhood is generally very poor. Sometimes just a fall can't be saved, which is a huge loss of social resources." Dean paused, probably realizing that this was not a good thing to say. He abruptly changed the subject: "...Is this your optical brain?"

The gryphon bounced twice proudly.

"...Sort of."

Dean glanced at the gryphon in confusion, but didn't ask any further questions. He just said, "It's quite...bright."

The aisle they were in was not wide, and Dean was a typical solid LP. The station blocking most of the space made it unnatural to take the initiative to pass by him. Gavin waited for a long time but didn't see him leaving. He felt very strange and asked, "Do you have anything else?"

Dean coughed, lowered his head and adjusted his black finger gloves, and said casually: "The internal ranking competition of the mecha team will begin in two days."

Gavin: "...Oh."

There was an awkward silence.

A few seconds later, Gavin suddenly had an idea and said tentatively: "Come on... come on?"

Dean: ...

Dean took a deep breath and said expressionlessly: "I will, thank you!" Then he strode sideways across the aisle and finally headed to the training ground.

Gavin was confused and stood there, feeling deeply that the entire conversation was beyond his understanding of the universe. After a while, the gryphon jumped down from his head and asked seriously: "I can't find the words to describe this person - how about tsundere?"

"...Anything else?"

"there is none left."

"Then be arrogant."

The gryphon hesitantly agreed: "Tsundere is not bad either." After saying that, he jumped onto Gavin's shoulders, and the two of them walked away together inexplicably.

2.

Although the agreement with Director Goudreau was to file a report and transfer to another department if he scored less than 300 points, the malicious 299 actually had no impact. Goudreau probably knew that there was nothing he could do to save him, so he simply adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards him and said nothing more.

Gavin always had the quality of being at ease in the face of adversity. When Goudreau didn't make things difficult for him, his life became much easier, and he even found the time to help Sterling clean up his mind control program.

The stupid lion was very happy about this, and asked him to clean his outer shell. Gavin gave up in tears after being slapped by Gavin like a ball for half an hour.

Some people are happy while others are depressed. Compared to Gavin, Dean's life during this period was more difficult.

Although Gavin didn't know about the mecha team's ranking competition, it was actually a very important matter for the Royal Military Academy.

The importance of mecha combat effectiveness to the empire is self-evident. Every year, major military academies send the best elite students to compete in leagues. The victors will not only receive huge honors and rewards, but will also be personally received by the emperor.

The status of the Royal Military Academy here is rather subtle - everyone knows that it has the strongest mecha strength, and at the same time, everyone knows that it is not the most popular among the emperor.

This military academy has too much of an alliance flavor, and this is an open secret throughout the empire.

The Royal Military Academy was rebuilt on the basis of a lower-level Alliance military school. Principal Caroline had served in the Alliance army in her early years. She was captured in the Battle of Venus Fortress and defected to the Empire. Although this lp female soldier made great contributions in the later stages of the war, she cannot erase the fact that she was a surrendered general.

There is also a subtle relationship: Caroline's partner is the dean of research, Edna, and Edna was engaged to Marshal Jasper in her early years.

Maybe no one knows now that Jasper was very fond of Edna back then - this is normal, women are very rare, and it is said that Edna and the Marshal knew each other when they were teenagers - but they were born in the military of the Marshal's direct lineage. The generals are quite aware of this.

It was precisely because they knew that they could not tolerate it that in their opinion Edna did not love Jasper at all. She wandered between Jasper and Caroline for many years, never explicitly rejecting either party, and then she ran to be with Caroline before the marshal's body was cold.

Due to the dual factors of political preference and personal love and hate, Caspian's attitude towards the Royal Military Academy has always been lukewarm, that is, he did not deliberately treat him poorly.

On the contrary, the one that the emperor liked more was the Gemini Interstellar Military School. This school has always been the cradle of the Capital Defense Force. It and the Royal Military Academy are the seed players for the championship and runner-up every year in the league. Although it has won fewer championship trophies, it has received more special interviews from the emperor.

In order to defeat the Gemini Galaxy Military Academy, and also to compete in front of the emperor, the internal competition in the Royal Military Academy becomes extremely fierce every year. The elite students have to go through dozens of rounds of brutal fighting to determine two hundred, one hundred, fifty, and twenty from five hundred people. In the end, only three people stand on the stage, and only those who can play in the main game of the league. Just one or two people.

Dean is undoubtedly the best of the best, but winning in ranked play is not easy for anyone.

The background of this LP military academy student is quite good: his parents are a standard marriage, and his father serves as a minister in the cabinet. Because he has high hopes for his only son, he has been strictly disciplined since he was a child. He was forced to carry a heavy load at the age of eight. On his fourteenth birthday, he got his first mecha. In order to hone his driving skills, he often broke his head and suffered bloody injuries. The most serious one was almost stabbed through by a virtual battle machine. Not a word.

Of course, Dean didn't think his parents should say anything. He went to the medical cabin himself, healed his injuries, and went home for dinner.

Dean, who grew up in such family conditions, had extremely strict requirements for himself. After entering the military academy, he excelled in all courses. Regardless of actual combat or theory, his achievements were worthy of being among the elite of the military academy.

All the teachers thought he was good enough to represent the Royal Military Academy, and he thought so too.

So he must not lose in a ranked match.

Dean was absolutely attentive during the preparation period. He spent more than sixteen hours in the mecha every day, and his sleep time was compressed to just six hours.

But the problem is that he couldn't sleep well during these six hours.

Late one night, he had a vague dream. He felt hot all over his body, and there seemed to be something ferocious roaring in his veins. When he woke up, he felt extremely thirsty. After drinking two large glasses of water in a row, he suddenly realized a serious problem -

Passive estrus.

After Gavin's pheromone remained in his blood vessels for a long time, it finally reacted to his LP instinct.

After realizing this, Dean only had one thought: .... He was stunned for ten minutes and then turned around and went back to sleep. The following night was even more difficult. He almost kept his eyes open until dawn, because as soon as he closed his eyes, he couldn't control the urge to grab someone and rub and bite them.

The next day, with huge dark circles under his eyes, he rushed to the military doctor's office to get an injection. Not only were there inhibitors, but there were also suppressants for LPs. Otherwise, what would those LPs with excess energy do today when the ratio was thirty to one? - The result Halfway through, I was in a daze and bumped into the man named Gavin.

"...The internal ranking competition of the mecha team will be in two days." Dean stared at his black finger gloves absentmindedly, hesitating to ask the next question: Do you want to come over and take a look?

The inhibitor blocked the alluring smell of pheromones in the air, and instead made him a little unspeakably anxious.

Does he want to come over and have a look? No, it's better not to, mecha showdown is no different from a death game to me. I heard that he fell from the tower that day? Is everything really okay? Why do I look more LP than LP when I go here?

"Oh," he said calmly, "Come on."

Dean: ...

Dean once again strengthened his opinion: he shouldn't show up at the military academy, it would be a disaster! .

The mecha league between military academies not only deeply affects elite students like Dean, but also inevitably affects many high-level people.

Dana, the principal of the Gemini Star Military Academy, came to visit just as the emperor was getting ready for lunch. After hearing the news of his request for an audience, Caspian happily put down his knife and fork: "Is Dana here? Very good, let him come in."

The emperor was obviously used to being interrupted mid-meal, but Dana was surprised when he came in: "It is an unforgivable crime, Your Majesty, I actually..."

"No, no, it's not your fault. Are you still here for Mecha Phoenix?"

Although Dana lowered his head politely, his eyes still glanced around the dining table with unbearable curiosity. His Majesty's diet is quite simple. The main course is a pan-fried fish with spicy fruits, bread and soup, and a few pieces of peeled fruit on the side. This is a complete meal - judging from the ingredients alone , but there is nothing rare or rare about it.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, His Majesty the Emperor - yes, I still stick to my last point of view. If the Royal Military Academy cannot win the Mecha League this time, then they are not qualified to continue to preserve the Mecha Phoenix and collect this alliance legend. The glory of mecha must belong to the true champion."

The emperor laughed, as if he was very amused: "So the Interstellar Military Academy is very confident about winning this championship?"

Dana lowered his head humbly: "We never lack the belief that we must win."

Caspian leaned back in his chair and looked at Dana condescendingly. There was a slight hint of teasing in his eyes, but the principal, who had his head lowered, could not be seen. For a long time, the emperor said lazily: "Then do as you say."

"Your Majesty! Thank you for your trust. I am truly grateful for your understanding..."

Caspian waved his hand, gesturing for Dana to end his overjoyed speech, and motioned to his lunch eyes.

"Oh yes...yes...please use it slowly. I'm sorry to bother you for so long." Dana bowed with suppressed excitement and strode away.

The principal's footsteps gradually faded away, and the aides guarded the door knowingly. Caspian was the only one left in the huge dining room.

"Collect the glory of the phoenix..." There was a trace of ridicule in the emperor's eyes, "Heh."

He sat in the high armchair for a long time, his face as calm as death. After a while, he habitually put his hand into his pocket and took out a small three-dimensional video recorder.

The thing was no bigger than a copper button, its edges were slightly smooth from years of rubbing, and there were scratch marks on the surface caused by bumps during the war. Caspian pressed the projection switch, and a red light shot out instantly, spreading across the empty restaurant, quickly forming a wasteland that looked just like the real thing.

The wasteland was filled with mist, and gradually the camera zoomed in, and a tall and tall young man wearing a white military uniform appeared in front of the emperor.

He has dark hair and fair complexion, his eyes are closed as if listening to something, his profile is very handsome, his drooping eyelashes and straight nose bridge are very clear. He had a unique military posture when he stood. Although he was thin, he was upright and straight, with a calm demeanor that was unforgettable.

"Gavin," Caspian murmured.

...Everett Gavin, the supreme military commander of the Alliance, is recognized as the Alliance Military God in the galaxy.

"Lord Jasper," the camera shook slightly, and then Darian Seth in his youth appeared in the image: "The fleet is about to set off, what are you doing here?"

"-Shh," Jasper asked softly without opening her eyes, "Did you hear the sound?"

"...sound?"

Caspian looked around in confusion, but there was only a thick fog around him.

Jasper didn't answer, just smiled silently. After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes and said, "Youkong Star is famous for its wind. You should come here often."

"...Sorry, I do not understand."

Jasper turned and walked towards the camp. Caspian hurriedly followed, only to hear him ask: "What were you thinking just now?" The army is about to leave, but the marshal is still standing here. Is it actually to avoid being lazy? I'm listening to the sound, but I obviously can't hear anything."--"

Caspian was immediately shocked: "No, I - no, how do you know?!"

"The wind told me." Jasper reached out and grabbed the moist mist and unfolded it for Caspian to see: "There are countless souls of the Nether Sky Stars in this liquid, and they rely on a specific electromagnetic medium to transmit information to each other. Spirits People with a high enough threshold can barely receive their signals... Recently, a scientist in the parliament mentioned this, saying that if the electromagnetism of the Youkong Star is used and a resonator is implanted in the brain, it might be possible to The human soul is reflected."

Young Caspian seemed to understand: "What will happen?"

Jasper laughed.

"not so good."

He wiped his hands casually, showing no emotion on his face. Caspian was a little uneasy, and after a while he finally couldn't help but test: "I'm sorry, Marshal, I know too little..."

"No, it's okay."

"But every time you say something I have no idea..."

"There is no need to apologize," Jasper said gently, "No one is born to do everything all night long. The accumulation of all knowledge and experience must rely on time - you are just too young."

They walked through the wasteland one after another. Heinri looked at the marshal's back with undisguised passion and concentration. Soon there was a noise in the distance, and a gray shadow appeared vaguely in the fog, which was the fleet that was about to set off.

Caspian realized that the journey had come to an end.

"Lord Jasper," he finally seized this last opportunity and asked tremblingly: "If you have time in the future, can you teach me more... some such knowledge?" ?"

Jasper looked back at him in surprise.

"I'm sorry this is such an abrupt request, but you are the most knowledgeable and wisest person I know, so if I could..."

"My wisdom is insignificant," Jasper laughed and said, "But I can teach you, no problem."

...

In the video, the young Caspian looked overjoyed, but in reality the emperor showed a sad expression.

"You lied to me, Jasper," he murmured. "You never taught me the most important lesson."

He buried his face deeply in his hands, as if his knuckles were white from the immense pain he endured. The three-dimensional image ended quietly at some point, and the thick mist and dark wind of the stars in the sky whistled away, gradually disappearing into distant memories---