The stars, but they become the gray wind

"By the way, did Kalisi tamper with the draft of this announcement? It smells like a declaration of the dissolution of the Gotu map."

Renlong lay on a beach lounge chair and silently complained about the content of the broadcast.

"Uh... Carlisle said she was just giving some suggestions on the draft of the Queen's proclamation."

"Are you sure she didn't just borrow what Ge Ditu said?" Ren Long complained about this issue again.

"Never mind, never mind... Isn't it just the 1902 edition of the Declaration of Dissolution of the British Empire? It just sounds a little awkward at best."

"Forget it, let's not dwell on this. You suddenly called me because they need a continuous powerless deterrent, right?"

"Yes, it's not a good idea to let the Hundred-Armed Giant Fleet stay here for a long time. We need to establish an armed force with normalized military deterrence and suppression capabilities throughout Europe."

"I understand this. A super weapon that's bigger, more powerful, and has a longer combat endurance, right? Leave it to me." Renlong leisurely picked up a glass of juice from the table next to the recliner and sipped it.

"Let me see... an aircraft that can maintain long-term aloft control and provide military deterrence without relying on external supplies or energy..."

As he spoke, Renlong opened the database and searched through the list of civilian defense weapons within the atmosphere.

"First, it has to be large enough to look intimidating and intimidating. Second, it needs to have a long endurance and the ability to stay in the air permanently. Third, it needs to be self-sustaining, requiring no external fuel or energy supply... Let me see which one is most suitable?"

"Got it... Found it! This is it!"

"The super aerial aircraft carrier [Banshee] and the fully autonomous combat unmanned fighter [Light Knight], OK! That's it."

As he spoke, the dragon lying on the beach lounge chair issued a manufacturing order to the automated factory in the underground cave in the center of the island.

"Increase the number of priority manufacturing items [Banshee] by one, and the number of autonomous combat drones [Light Knight] by three hundred."

"OK, done, Yuuki, the reinforcements you requested will be here soon. You still have some time over there, you can find some more places to have fun."

"As for me, the Banshee is so big that it cannot be launched using normal methods. I'll take this opportunity to test the delivery capabilities of the newly built mass accelerator." Renlong planned this as he looked at the giant mass accelerator track that extended into the sea in the distance.

Chapter 91 White House, Banshee, Tank and Hot Pot (5000 words)

The waves washed the silver-white beach. Not far from the coast was a white stone house. This was the place that Anjie had prepared for herself and Charlotte to live in after their retirement. But now, in addition to Charlotte and Anjie, the two owners of the house, there were several uninvited guests outside the white house.

"Is this the house?" The purple-haired girl stood outside the wall of the white house, looking into the yard.

"The scenery here is really nice. This should be considered a sea view room, right?" Aze on the side looked at the coast not far away.

"It's really beautiful...but..."

"But what?" Aze asked.

"But Miss Angel, haven't you considered one thing?" Carisi suddenly turned around and asked Angel and Charlotte behind her.

"What's the problem?" Anjie seemed a little confused.

"The sea view room is certainly beautiful and romantic, but aren't you worried about getting rheumatism if you live in such a high-humidity environment by the sea for a long time?" Looking at the romantic sea view room in front of her, Calisi said rather unpleasantly.

"Ah?" Charlotte and Ange obviously did not expect Carlisle to ask such a rather unpleasant question.

"Living by the sea, the air is humid, and the area where this house is located obviously doesn't have very good air circulation. Anjie, have you ever considered this problem?"

"This... I just thought this place was beautiful, and Charlotte liked it too, so I saved up money to buy it. And when I came here with Charlotte and the others during the summer vacation, I felt that it was quite comfortable to live here." Angel explained the reason why she bought the white house.

"It seems that even the most professional spies can make some seemingly basic mistakes. It's okay to live here as a vacation villa for a few days, but if you live here for a long time or even for your whole life, you will get rheumatism, you two." Carlisle said, raising her index finger.

"Forget it. This problem won't matter later anyway. We're here to help you two move, so we might as well solve this little problem while we're at it."

"Move? I still don't understand. This house has been here for at least 50 years. Even if we tear it down, it will be difficult to rebuild it, right?" Charlotte still didn't understand how the purple-haired girl planned to move an entire house.

"Don't worry, Her Highness Charlotte, this is very simple. Trust us, this little matter can be solved quickly." The author Carlisle waved her hand, and the four drones that had been following everyone lifted their optical invisibility, flew in front of Carlisle, and lined up in mid-air.

Charlotte and Ange were startled by the sudden appearance of the drones. They watched as Carlisle directed four drones to fly closer to the house. As they approached the house, the four chubby drones activated their scanning mode, their scanning beams continuously scanning the entire house and courtyard from all angles.

Still standing outside the courtyard, Carlisle projected a three-dimensional holographic image of the house on her palm. As the drone continued to scan with high precision, various details were added to the holographic image.

About five minutes later, as the drone scanned the last corner of the house's basement, the holographic image in Carlisle's palm was completed.

"Okay, the 1:1 fully simulated digital model of the house is completed. The next step will be easy." Kalisi closed her palms and turned off the holographic projection in her hand. Then, Kalisi stretched out her right hand towards the house. A wisp of nanomachinery like silver sand floated from Kalisi's right arm towards the house. As the nanomachinery came into contact with the white house, the walls, ceiling and even the foundation of the house began to decompose rapidly. In just ten minutes, the area where the entire house was located turned into a flat land, and there was no trace of a building here.

"OK, done!" Carlisle hooked her fingers to take back the silver sand floating in the air, and turned to look at the stunned Angel and Charlotte.

"What...is this?" Charlotte exclaimed.

"Nanomachines, or... to be more precise... von Neumann self-replicators."

"Self-replication? Are there any other machines with this function?" Anjie asked in confusion.

"It is a microscopic machine at least at the nanoscale that breaks down, devours, and assimilates surrounding matter at a microscopic level, and replicates itself."

"It can mimic almost any macroscopic substance, alter its own chemical and physical properties, construct extremely complex mechanical or electronic structures, establish a complete industrial system, and even form a completely new type of intelligent life itself."

"Intelligent life? Is it really possible for machines to develop wisdom and intelligence? Doesn't that kind of thing only exist in fantasy novels?" Charlotte shook her head and said.

"Of course, machines can create and evolve life with autonomous consciousness. Even intelligent beings evolved from machines could be far more intelligent than humans."

"Furthermore, as to whether machines can generate intelligence, you now have two concrete examples before you."

"Example? Where?" Charlotte was still a little unresponsive and looked around for the actual case that Carlisle mentioned.

"Wait, are you saying?" Anjie, who was quicker in reaction and thinking, had already realized what the purple-haired girl in front of her meant.

"That's exactly what I meant, Miss Anjie."

"As you can see, we are intelligent life forms made up of self-replicating machines. These nanomachines make up our bodies and keep our minds running."

"Wait a minute...according to what you said...you three can't all be..." Charlotte asked doubtfully.

"That's right! Whether it's me, Aze, Yuuki, or the remaining companion guarding our home, the four of us are all intelligent creatures made entirely of nanomachines."

"Our bodies are essentially made up of hundreds of billions of nanomechanical units. These nanomechanical units mimic human-like appearances and allow us to have behavioral patterns and ways of thinking similar to humans." Carlisle opened her arms and turned in front of Charlotte and the others.

"How is it? It's amazing, right?"

"The forms of intelligent life always exceed your imagination, don't they?"

"Indeed... I never thought before... that machines could have the same appearance and intelligence as humans." Charlotte exclaimed as she looked at Calisi and Aze, who looked and behaved like humans. It was hard to imagine that these two were intelligent life forms made up of machines that were so advanced that she couldn't understand them. Charlotte felt that her three views were once again strongly impacted.

"Also, the official name of this self-replicating machine that makes up our body is Grey Wind. As you can see, it is a substance like silver dust, and the group we belong to is also collectively called Grey Wind." Carlisle created a small ball of nanomachines with erratic shapes in her palm and explained to Charlotte and the others.

"We are sub-individuals of this group. All of us sub-individuals were born from the original Lady Grey Wind."

"Ms. Grey Wind?" Charlotte asked.

"The story about this person is quite long, and it's not appropriate to tell it now. I'll tell you about it slowly when I have the chance in the future."

"The purpose of our coming here is to help you two move. Now that the move is completed, let's go back first." The purple-haired girl said as she opened a two-dimensional portal with green lines and called on Aze, Charlotte and Angel to follow her.

Even though they had already seen it once before, Charlotte and Ange were still quite curious about this teleportation-like technology. However, after seeing Calisi beckoning the three of them to follow, Charlotte also pulled Ange into the two-dimensional portal in mid-air.

On the other side, in London, the Republic Intelligence Organization received a new order during a meeting.

"Hiss... What? Let me go back to the Republic with L to be one of the Republic's negotiating representatives to participate in the next peace and reunification negotiations between the Kingdom and the Republic?" The colonel looked at the letter paper with the new orders from the top of the Republic inscribed on it with some disbelief.

"It looks like a direct order from the upper echelons of the Republic," said Dolly Shope on the side.

"But... I have no problem fighting with those guys from the Kingdom, but I can't sit at the negotiation table in a suit and tie and negotiate with them." The colonel complained, holding his forehead and looking at the contents of the letter.

"Besides, shouldn't we just leave the negotiations to the Republic? Why do they want us to go too?"

"It's likely that the higher-ups need a few people from the Republic who can actually stay in the kingdom for a long time and understand all aspects of the kingdom's affairs, right?"

"Those guys from the Republic Mall have almost never been to the kingdom, so naturally they don't know enough about the various things going on inside the kingdom. So they naturally need two assistants who can help them gain an in-depth understanding of all aspects of the kingdom during the peace and reunification negotiations." Dolly Shope explained to the colonel sitting opposite him.

"I understand that, but why are you asking me to go? If I'm just an assistant who knows the inside of the kingdom, wouldn't L be enough?"

"That's why you're a bit superficial. The Republic delegation in charge of the negotiations needs more than just intelligence officers who understand the Kingdom's internal affairs. Of course, they also need a military representative like you who has been working in the Kingdom for a long time."

"But I feel uncomfortable when I think about having a calm and peaceful conversation at the same negotiating table with those guys who have almost always been our enemies." The colonel leaned back in his chair and complained.

"You get used to this kind of thing as you do it. Sooner or later you'll adapt to it."

"This involves the peace talks for the unification of Albion. The Duke of Normandy will definitely participate, right?"

"That guy has been plotting to take over our control room. It's very stressful for me to sit at the same table with that guy." The colonel complained to Dollyshop again, holding his forehead.

"Don't look so sad, come and have a drink."

"Why don't we take this opportunity to relax?" Dollyshop took out an unopened bottle of whiskey and two glasses from somewhere and comforted the colonel.

"Well, the thought of having to face that annoying Duke of Normandy gives me a headache. I think I really need a drink to relax." The colonel took the full glass of wine handed to him by Dory Shope and drank the whiskey in the glass.

At the same time, on the other side of the earth, on Taylor Island, Renlong was making improvements to the Banshee that was in production.

"Open nuclear turbojet engines... they're really not suitable for use in Earth's atmosphere. Let's switch to closed fusion nuclear turbojet engines. That would solve the problem of the radioactive plume being ejected backward during flight."

"And this body structure, how about adding some heavy weapons?"

"With such a large redundant design space, and the energy output of the deuterium-deuterium fusion reactor, there's still quite a bit of excess. Why not add some energy weapons?"

"With so much excess energy, we can install a high-powered Tactical Laser System (TLS) on the underside of the fuselage to increase its ground and sea attack capabilities. We can also equip it with a few more pulse laser cannons similar to the ones on the Ordnance Giant Bird as anti-aircraft firepower, and then add some armor protection."

"Hmm... it should be about right." Renlong scratched the back of his head and looked at the paper data of the Banshee that he had modified.

"Hmm... one high-power tactical laser weapon, six anti-aircraft pulse laser cannons, four 30mm multi-barrel close-in weapon system guns, and 32 AAM vertical launch units. That's probably enough."

Renlong clapped his hands to close the holographic interface and issued a confirmation order to the underground factory in the center of the island.

"The weight has increased from 17000 tons to 20000 tons, but as long as the mass accelerator is in place, it won't be a problem."

"Although it's not impossible to launch this thing by relying on anti-gravity engines, in that case, we have to install a large anti-gravity engine with a large enough output, or precisely coordinate a large number of small anti-gravity engines to assist the Banshee in taking off. Instead of going through the trouble of precisely controlling and coordinating a large number of small anti-gravity engines or installing a whole set of large anti-gravity equipment that will greatly increase the dead weight, it's better to directly use the existing mass accelerator to solve the problem at one time. Anyway, the projection capacity of the mass accelerator is more than enough to launch something the size of a Banshee. It's a pity that the current fixed microwave power supply system's coverage is limited to the area within 300 kilometers around the island. Otherwise, maybe I can try to make a giant military bird?" Renlong pondered.

"Well... never mind. One Banshee is probably enough to intimidate all those scoundrels in Europe, and it's also perfect to replace Yuki and the others."

"But, speaking of it...should I build something else to add some character to this island?" Renlong thought, stroking his chin.

"It seems like the island is currently full of flying things, with almost no ground-based things left. Otherwise..."

"What about the armored Hong Qiling? Is it painted like a lacquer skirt?"

Thinking of this, Renlong acted almost immediately and issued a series of new orders to the underground factory in the center of the island.

In the underground factory in the center of the island, a series of tank production priorities have been added, which seem useless in the current island environment.

"Hmm... there's the unmanned T14 tank with a 125mm electrothermal chemical main gun, and the truly unmanned Abrams X tank, which has ditched the outdated autoloader. After all, who still uses manual loading these days? And the completely unmanned KF51 Black Panther tank. By eliminating all the space occupied by the cockpit, the freed-up space completely solves the main gun ammunition problem."

"Replace the entire power system with a pure electric drive, and then add deuterium-deuterium fusion fuel cells. OK, then you don't have to worry about refueling. One fuel cell is enough to keep a tank going for ten years without having to replace or refuel. The most troublesome fuel consumption problem is easily solved."

"If the army in my old world really followed my example and equipped itself with three main battle tanks with completely different design concepts and operational methods, the logistics would probably be a huge headache, right?"

"How about an EMKV90 Thor electromagnetic tank?"

"I want both models and all functions. This is a chance to experience the feel of a real electromagnetic tank, so how can I not try it?" Renlong, a former Battlefield 2042 player, muttered to himself while drooling at the holographic projection of EMKV90.

"But these tanks don't even require drivers. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to call them unmanned tanks (combat vehicles)?"

"Forget it, I'm just playing around anyway. This thing probably won't be used in actual combat. It would definitely be fun to play a real-life version of 2042 War Thunder on the island." Renlong smiled foolishly with joy on his face.

Just when someone was obsessed with playing a real-life version of War Thunder with tanks on the island, on the other side of the world, in London, Aze and Carissa, who had just returned with Charlotte and the others, saw Yuuki and Dorothy gathered at the dining table with a steaming hot pot on the table.

"Who wants some beef rolls?" Yuki asked, taking a plate full of raw lamb rolls.

"Woo! Me!!" Qianshi immediately raised his hand when he saw the big bowl full of beef rolls.

"Okay, don't be anxious. Everyone has one. I still have several plates here. Well, these meatballs taste pretty good." Yuki picked up a beef ball from the pot, took a bite and said.

"What are you doing?" Carlisle asked, looking at the people gathered around the hot pot eating heartily.

"Ah...you guys are back?"

"I saw that Dorothy and the others were hungry, so I recommended some of my favorite delicacies to them."

"Hot Pot?"

"Yeah, hotpot is fun to eat and you can put anything in it, which is great!" Yuki gave a thumbs up and praised.

"You... this... uh..." Carlisle wanted to say something, but she saw Aze beside her swallowing his saliva. In the end, she said nothing, patted Aze's shoulder, and shouted to Yuki at the table: "There are still seats, right? Count the four of us in too."

"Huh?" Then, Angel and Charlotte, who were full of questions, were inexplicably dragged to the dining table together. They were fed with all kinds of strange foods. Although these foods were unheard of by Charlotte, they tasted really good. Her companion Dorothy couldn't control herself from eating too much and burped in a very unruly manner afterwards.

Chapter 92: The First Launch of the Mass Accelerator

That morning, the gate of the palace was decorated with lights and countless people gathered behind the fence in front of the palace. Two rows of royal guards stood in neat rows on both sides of the red carpet. As a convoy escorted by the royal cavalry slowly arrived in front of the palace, the royal band that had been waiting in front of the palace played the national anthem of the Albion Republic.

Listening to the national anthem of the Republic echoing in their ears, the colonel in neat military uniform and L in a suit and tie stepped out of the car.

"I'm really not used to it... The Imperial Palace is a restricted area that we, the senior officials in the control room whose heads are full of confidential intelligence of the Republic, are absolutely not allowed to approach... But today we have to swagger into the palace through the main gate. I probably won't be able to adapt to it at all." The colonel muttered in a low voice.

"Just stay calm. Since you are not skilled, I will handle most of the troublesome matters for you. You only need to give suggestions when necessary." L calmly instructed the colonel walking beside him.

"But... why are so many people gathered around the palace to watch? Shouldn't this negotiation, which is equivalent to the complete loss of sovereignty of the kingdom, be kept secret from the outside world?" The colonel asked in confusion, looking at the people gathered behind the fence in the distance.

"The Queen has already made that public announcement. It's only natural that these negotiations can't be kept secret from the people of the kingdom."

"And most importantly, this negotiation may determine the future of countless grassroots people on both sides of the Kingdom and the Republic. It would be strange if the people of the Kingdom did not care about this, right?" The experienced L explained to the colonel calmly.