Perhaps his love for Miss Sally was genuine, but Miss Sally shouldn't have married such a hypocritical man.

Chapter 82 There's a cow!

“Haman, take a look. We’ve divided up the share that belongs to Lady Kycilia.”

Miss Sally's words brought Harman back to reality from her fantasy.

“Alright, 30 tons of gold, then Lady Kycilia’s share is 15 tons.”

The forklift continuously lifted the heavy gold from the weighing platform and placed it on the side of Kycilia's transport vehicle. As long as the weight number on the display screen dropped to 15, that would be exactly half.

I saw the gold bricks on the mountain.

Harman couldn't help but wonder, how did Miss Sally and Karma Zabi ensure that their soldiers wouldn't steal?

For example, if there are 30 tons of gold, and you take a 500g piece and put it in your pocket, or cut a piece off with a hot soldering gun, no one would be able to detect it, right?

Thinking this, Harman slightly activated his ability to sense the emotions of the soldiers inside the hangar, but he didn't find any of the guilty feelings that were typical of those who had stolen something... How strange.

As agreed by Karma Zabi and Lady Kycilia.

The gold obtained is divided 50/50, and Kycilia will send her trusted ships to collect her share.

Karma Zabi provided the ship, the manpower, and the resources, while Lady Kycilia mainly sent her to act as a "metal detector."

Activating his sensory abilities in the vast universe also greatly depletes Harman's mental energy.

As compensation for his work, Harman received a 1% commission for each job he completed.

For example, in this case involving 15 tons of gold, Harman would receive a 1% cut, which is 150 kg. At 60,000 helium dollars per kg of gold, Harman would receive 9 million helium dollars from this transaction alone.

For working people, there's probably no salary in the world that can compare to Harman's.

The reason for such a generous reward is partly to keep quiet, as the reputation the Kahn family has built up over the years will be wiped out overnight if her work is made public.

But there's a famous saying in East Asia: "The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish."

It wasn't just about the compensation; Harman understood that it was a stepping stone to promotion.

“Haman, you can refuse this job.”

At that time, Lady Kycilia explained the background of the job to her and made it clear that she could refuse.

But Haman had already secretly activated his ability and anticipated the consequences of different answers before Lady Kycilia even asked.

If she refuses, her favorability towards Lady Kycilia will likely drop significantly.

By participating, Lady Kycilia will value her more, and she will be able to occupy a more important position in Lady Kycilia's heart.

So she agreed, and afterwards Lady Kycilia was indeed very happy... and liked her even more.

Although there are still risks—

Even if this gold is remelted and forged after being delivered to the secret base, and stamped with the unique gold mark and serial number of the Zeon Bank, it immediately becomes legal currency.

Such rumors circulated during the Spanish Civil War in the Middle Ages.

The republican government had 560 tons of gold in its treasury, which it hoped to entrust to the ideal state of all workers, and the Soviet Union, its reliable big brother in the international arena, was temporarily entrusted to it.

However, as the war progressed, the Republicans lost the war, and Franco's group won the war and went to the Soviet Union for compensation.

The Soviet Union insisted that the gold had sunk into the Atlantic Ocean.

You're saying you embezzled it? Where's the evidence?

The Spanish government was unable to find any evidence and ultimately had to swallow this bitter pill.

It's a perfect crime as long as there's no evidence.

Harman thought to herself, "She'll take the secret to her grave too."

Lady Kycilia is desperate for money, so she is willing to risk her reputation to participate in this gold rush.

Harman was also very proud of this, because Lady Kycilia had indeed used the gold she had acquired during this period to greatly accelerate the development and experimentation of the Fragonard Institute.

The experimental machine, named Brau-Brow, is expected to be completed by June.

But I'm also a little curious about where the other half of the gold went.

Where does Kalma Zabi intend to spend the money?

"Haman, here's some black tea."

"Thank you, Miss Sally."

Harman took the warm cup, took a sip, and felt as if his tired and sleepy brain had been given a powerful new battery, instantly fully charged.

Miss Sally, how exactly do you brew this tea?

She had also tried brewing high-quality black tea leaves, but it didn't have the same effect.

"It's a pity that even machines can't replicate your exploratory abilities, otherwise you wouldn't have to suffer like this."

"If it were really that easy to reproduce, then such an ability would be far too cheap."

Harman couldn't help but feel proud of her powerful abilities. "Miss Sally, have you had a similar experience?"

What was it like?

"For example, I can hear sounds like whales, or images suddenly appear in my mind. Occasionally, I get headaches from over-sensing them."

Miss Sally thought for a moment and then said.

"No... I did try wearing a spacesuit, strapped with a safety rope, curled up in a vacuum, and listening to the background sounds of the universe."

"I see."

It sounds like they're marveling at the vastness of the universe, but the universe is a vacuum and doesn't transmit sound.

It's a pity that Miss Sally isn't one of her kind; Harman felt somewhat disappointed.

Without warning, a jolt of electricity suddenly ran through Harman's mind.

This feeling is full of aggression.

"Miss Sally, there's an enemy."

Just as Harman began to issue his warning, the ship's lights suddenly went out and cold spotlights came on.

The scrolling information bar inside the warship displayed the words "Level 2 Alert".

It seems the warship's radar has also detected the target... When there's nothing else to do, to ensure awareness of the surroundings, they still won't randomly release Minovsky particles.

Miss Sally picked up the intercom in the room, obviously also checking the situation on the bridge, and hung up after a dozen seconds, looking at her.

"Haman, put on your spacesuit quickly. We're about to fight."

Should we engage them?

"Yes, the enemy is approaching very fast. Although it is only the size of three carrier-based aircraft, it is still better to engage them. The warship has just finished its operations and the hatches are not yet closed. Accelerating rashly may cause damage."

Miss Sally said, "Since we discovered them first, we can send out MS units to intercept them and lure the enemy to other places."

"Will this attract more enemies?"

"This area is no longer a major shipping route, and the Federation Space Force will not send its main fleet to waste fuel in this space debris-strewn airspace."

"Miss Sally, may I also participate?"

“You?” Miss Sally looked at her. “Haman, there’s no need to take that risk, especially since you just used up your power.”

"I want to familiarize myself with the atmosphere of the battlefield while the enemy is not strong."

“I also have combat experience,” Harman continued, volunteering, “In Granada, I participated in patrol operations and destroyed two federal fighter jets.”

"Moreover, doesn't His Excellency the General also lead from the front on the battlefield?"

“Completely different, okay? His ‘toy’ costs the same as a whole squadron of Zaku. I don’t have any high-performance mobile suits like that for you to fly.”

Miss Sally is so virtuous.

Harman couldn't help but think, if only I could force Miss Sally into my possession and snatch her away from Kalma Zabi...

This is a perfect opportunity to show off and let Miss Sally see what she's capable of.

"I also shot down a fighter jet while piloting a Zaku. My piloting rating is already A-, so you can rest assured."

Chapter 83 Pilot Combat Mechanics

"Alright, let's attack together."

Miss Sally agreed to Harman's request, but also made her own demands.

"But you must obey orders, understand?"

“Received,” Harman said. “Excuse me, Miss Sally, what is your driving rating?”

"...Rank B, do you have a problem with that?"

How could that be?

Harman shook her head repeatedly, thinking that she had to protect Miss Sally when the time came.

Although that man was hypocritical, he was indeed quite capable and very good at analysis and summarization.

He invented this set of [Combat Capability Pilot Rating] rules. Through Dr. Misaki (who actually cheated on Sally with him), he collected a series of Zeon pilot training and combat data, which were divided into four levels: CBAS.

The assessment comprehensively evaluates the driver's shooting, combat, reaction, spatial awareness, and tactical thinking abilities.

Compared to the "smashing" efficiency shown by the number of kills, this evaluation standard focuses more on the pilot's strength as a soldier.

To put it simply, who is the better fighter?

Class C drivers are those who can obtain an MS driver's license, but they can't be called cannon fodder—military academy statistics show that only one in ten applicants can become an MS driver.

Through subsequent training, individuals can improve their tactical thinking abilities and reach a Class B driving level.

To put it simply, it's about using judgment and awareness to compensate for poor hand dexterity and slow hand speed.

Class B represents ordinary elites, the backbone of the MS training squadron, and the piloting level of Karma Zabi.

Through further training, one can barely reach the A-level, which is called "near-ace" or "pseudo-A".

But against a true A, it's still not enough.

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