Gundam: From Piece to Player

Garman was speechless for a moment. Meixi continued to smile and glance at Garman, as if asking if there was any need for further discussion.

Gaman hesitated, then gave up.

“However, what you said about creating a thinking machine that surpasses humans really impressed me. Even top researchers may need to spend thirty years to understand the research results of predecessors in a field, and then spend the remaining seventy years of their lifespan to advance 1% in the known field,” Meixi said. “If humans can really create an ‘immortal machine’ with a lifespan and intelligence equal to or exceeding that of humans, then scientific research can continue to advance.”

"What my senior said inspired me a lot."

"This isn't the idea of ​​the organization behind you, it's your idea, isn't it, Soul... Gaman-kun, are you backed by a religious organization?"

"Senior, I'll prove it to you later."

"Do you think I'll join your organization in the future?"

Even if you don't join, we can still be friends.

The cautious Misaki had already prepared herself for the possibility that the forces behind the other party might forcibly abduct her, and Alice was ready to call the Von Braun Police Department at any time.

This power structure is too capricious. If I disagree, their boss actually accepts it.

She was unaware that the opposing organization currently consisted of only three people, and the so-called 'boss' had even resorted to using her charms and seduction, and was currently distressed by her defeat.

"Senior, can I still stay here?"

"Do you want to try again?" Meixi asked eagerly. "You failed the first time you confessed, so the second time will likely end the same way. Besides, I have a son. Knowing that, do you still want to pursue me?"

"Senior, I just want you to join our organization; I have no other ulterior motives."

"You think you can recruit me with this kind of attitude? I guess I underestimated you... Alright, alright, you can continue to live here, but I'm really sorry, I don't want to move for the time being."

Dr. Missie went to work, and Karma walked to a van parked by the roadside, opened the door, and leaned back in her seat.

Because of Meixi's vigilance, she was 'judged' too early.

But there's no going back, so what should we do next?

Chapter 12 The Flower of Hope

"You did a good job, senior."

“What’s good? It’s over.” Karma leaned back in her chair.

"It's not over until you give up."

"What grand pronouncements?"

"Based on experience."

"How about I drive my Buggy into the city right now and kidnap the Doctor and his son?"

“That’s one way,” Sally said. “Then you’ll be taken back to the Zabi family mansion and placed under house arrest for prematurely exposing MS secrets, or you’ll be taken down by several bodyguards before the operation.”

"Are there really that many bodyguards?"

Karma couldn't help but ask.

"Because the senior has an extraordinary background."

……

Inside a secluded pub, a middle-aged bald man with a scar between his eyebrows, wearing red sunglasses, took a sip of whiskey and spoke to the bartender who was wiping glasses.

"Confirmed, is it 005?"

"Although there is a disguise on the outside, the DNA information from the collected hair is correct and it is consistent with the sample obtained by the SIDE3 military prison, unless it is a clone."

"Walking into Von Blanc City with such swagger, they're too confident."

What are the supplier's quotes like?

"Considering the potential wrath of the Zabi family, they are demanding 20 times the price."

"Wasn't it only 10 times the payout when we killed 003?" The bald man frowned.

The bartender said calmly, "It's because we killed someone once that our branch in Side 3 was completely wiped out, which thoroughly enraged 002."

“If that’s the price, you’ll need to hire a professional.” The bald man tacitly agreed to the quote. “It needs to be able to break through the guards’ defenses without leaving any trace.”

"Excuse me, is this the intention of the General Administration or the branch office?"

Upon hearing this question, the bald man put on a stern face and said, "No comment."

“Yes, sir, your attitude is the best answer in itself, but I must remind you that, given the wrath of the Zabi family, this block of Von Braun, and even the entire city, will be subject to orbital strikes by the Zeon fleet.”

"That would be best. If the Zeon army dares to do that, the Federation will not stand idly by."

The bald man chuckled coldly and put down a few banknotes.

Among the mixed banknotes was a note with numbers and English letters written on it, indicating a newly opened secret account.

The standard price is 1000 million.

An assassination attempt worth 2 million.

As evening fell, Kalma strolled out of the crowded market, her bag containing potatoes from a lunar urban farm, expensive natural beef, and spices, intending to make beef curry that evening.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the spots high up in the glass windows of several tall buildings around him, where a red laser dot shone on his hand.

This is a hidden protective force.

Although this operation seemed like an arbitrary decision, Karma had actually notified the authorities beforehand, so Zeon's intelligence forces at the von Braun branch were protecting her.

He only moves within designated safe areas, such as subways and crowded markets. Subways are actually safe because they have plenty of "shields" to hide in and conceal one's view.

Of course, considering that the other party might be carrying short weapons or small firearms, he was also required to wear a bulletproof vest and a neck protector.

Traveling on remote roads should be avoided.

Kalma crossed the square and quickly entered the subway station.

And they boarded a train.

At 6:25, Dr. Misaki usually boards the train at the fourth stop, where Kalma is already seated and waiting.

"Senior?"

"Still so punctual, Gaman-kun."

"I hope you won't find it annoying."

"It's not good to be too polite, we're already friends."

"Is that what friends are?"

"If you're willing to come to my room, we can increase our intimacy level."

After the hidden secret was revealed, Dr. Misaki dared to joke about anything.

Karma, however, couldn't quite manage a smile.

The idea of ​​seducing someone only exists in novels.

In fact, a one-night stand where the feelings are not yet fully developed can lead to the initial understanding and goodwill being replaced by physical pleasure. Once the threshold is raised, the strategy of seducing married women will no longer be possible.

The train began to brake, and the inertia caused Karma to grab the handrail with one hand while simultaneously holding onto Misaki's shoulder.

"Dear passengers, the train's computer has detected an emergency malfunction. The train's pulley system has malfunctioned. The train will stop at the next station. To avoid any safety accidents, another train has been arranged to transport you to your destination. Please remain in your seats and fasten your seatbelts."

The pre-recorded electronic female voice began to play.

"Thank you." Meixi said, somewhat puzzled. "This is quite rare."

"Senior, do your trains experience many malfunctions like this?"

"Almost none."

Karma hesitated for a moment, then the terminal in his pocket vibrated, displaying the name "SALLY." He quickly answered the call.

"Senior, I just hacked into the surveillance camera on the next nearby road and found several vehicles that look like police armored vehicles driving into the parking lot."

Something was wrong; Karma had a very bad feeling.

"Doctor, come with me."

Karma somewhat forcefully pulled Misaki's hand.

"What's wrong, Gaman-kun?" Although Misaki was surprised, she didn't struggle too much because of her trust in him.

"I'm sorry, senior, it seems I've dragged you into this. Someone has taken me as a target."

"Your organization?"

“My organization only has three people. They killed me because of my family. If I die here, it could trigger a terrible chain reaction.”

"Garman, who exactly are you?"

Karma knew that there was no point in hiding it now; if she was unlucky, today would be the day she would become a disgrace to the transmigrators.

"I am the fourth son of the Zabi family."

"The Zabi family, Garmar... Garmar, Garmar Zabi?"

"Doctor, when we get to the station, stay in the car and don't leave. I'll hold them off."

"PhD?"

"Hmm." Misaki was clearly still recovering from her surprise.

As Karma moved, several plainclothes guards followed, sensing something was wrong, and broke through the guard's distance to get closer.

"Sir, what's going on?"

“My identity has been exposed. My companions discovered a large number of armed vehicles at the next station. The weapons are unknown, but they may be mercenaries hired by the enemy.”

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, the guards immediately took out their phones and began calling for backup.

Karma touched the weapons on her body and only pulled out a micro pistol. Luckily, there was no security check when taking the subway in Von Braun.

Without mobile suits, the human body is as fragile as tofu in the face of firearms.

The truth is, when the other party is willing to do anything to achieve their goal, you have no chance to even get on a mobile suit. Do you expect them to give you mobile suit technology like Char did and then have a fair duel with you?

Hire assassins to plant car bombs, have snipers ambush you in high-rise buildings, and kidnap your family members to force you to submit.

Or they could simply hire an armed force to take your life when you can't find a mobile suit.

Karma is now experiencing what Tekkadan went through.