Not Super Robot Wars at All

Amuro followed Ed to the ship on the moon in silence. Bright seemed to have received the report in advance and did not intervene. After that, the two went straight back to Ed's room, Amuro frowned and said nothing.

With so many things going on, Ed is not right about his magical conch, and he still trusts NT radar, especially in detecting maliciousness. But Amuro's appearance made him a little bit clueless. It was unreasonable that Amuro found that the problem was serious and he was unaware of it. In this case, there is only one remaining possibility, only one thing can be seen by Amuro but he can't see it.

"It's okay, I'm probably mentally prepared." Ed gave Amuro and himself a glass of water separately, "You tell me, what's wrong with me?"

"...I don't need me to praise you for being too smart until now." Amuro sighed, "The conclusion is entirely my feelings and appalling speculations. Let's start with the process. You sent me an email at first. , After entering the Earth sphere, will the range of mental sensing be reduced by half."

"You've already answered me, it will shrink." Ed remembers it clearly, and there is no need to remember, "but the specific situation may vary from person to person, for example, it is one-third of the original for you."

"Because our situation is different, and I don't know the third party's data, I guess it varies from person to person. But during the negotiation with Titans this time, I asked Sirocco on a whim. He Probably I wanted to get a comparison, so I told me very simply." Amuro looked at his finger on the water glass with an uneasy tone, "He is also one-third."

"Coincidence cannot explain the problem, unless there are big data statistics."

"Adrian, do you know the reason for this phenomenon?" Amuro raised his head, "I got an experience from Lara-she is hated on earth, because it is NT and hated . An unspeakable, unknowing, breathless thing, because I hate her so much that she can’t see clearly on the earth. My abilities are too weak to feel this, but I believe in pulling Pull. Can you feel it?"

Ed remembered the strange experience of entering the atmosphere and the illusion that someone was speaking to him at that time. Is this what Lala felt?

"Only once." He thought carefully about what he meant by welcome back. "Maybe the other party doesn't hate me that much?"

"There is another possibility that you have thought about it, your NT ability has become stronger, at an abnormal speed." Amuro glanced towards the bridge, "I don't know how the other NT on the ship is. It feels, but in my mind, you are too'dazzling' compared to the last time we met."

"I didn't know it... Do you think this situation is dangerous?" Can Jinkalam have such a sense, but Ed and him obviously have nothing to do with this.

"Now you are both dazzling and restless. Forgive me for being so unlucky, but it's almost like becoming a supernova at any time." Amuro looked worried, "All NT that I know, I, Char, Silok, and even Lara are all distorted existences in personality. So we are very emotionally sensitive. Regardless of love and hatred, we will become prone to extremes. One day we will perish on our own. This is what I used to be. The reason for being so pessimistic about NT. I thought you were sensible and could escape this fate, but why would you be faster..."

Ed thought for a while, carefully recalled all the experiences from the lower atmosphere to the present, especially the most recent violent mood swing, and then sensibly came to a conclusion that he did not want to admit. The NT ability still has side effects for him, even the side effects are not small, and the effect is very strange but very reasonable.

"Amuro, I'm probably no different from you, but the angle of distorted sensitivity is different." He considered the words, "You are sensitive to emotional factors, and I am sensitive to rational factors. I am sensitive to rationality. There is an abnormally distorted pursuit. When it exceeds my cognition, my emotions will fluctuate sharply. This is probably my shortcoming, and the NT ability magnifies this shortcoming exponentially."

"I don't understand too much." Amuro's eyes hinted.

Ed hesitated for a while, but made up his mind. Amuro is now his most trusted object in this regard: "Let you actually experience it, although this feeling does not seem to be very good."

The consciousness of the two began to come into contact. He tried to share the distorted, violent, and magnified anxiety that was produced when his worldview was forcibly expanded. The destruction of the Three Views is an emotionally shocking thing even for normal people. What will happen to an NT that is particularly sensitive to this being repeatedly destroyed in a short period of time?

Amuro is right, NT is a sensitive person. The more sensitive a person is, the easier it is to be ruined by things like telepathy. Whether it can sense people’s emotions or sense the malice of the world, it’s just a different way of being destroyed. So the most perfect NT should not be a sane person, but a heartless and extremely optimistic person.

Ed's most dangerous time before was probably when he discovered the virus in TurnA. Looking back now, the state of that night may be similar to Camus before the plane crashed into Tio. Using Amuro's analogy, it was almost a supernova at that time. Luckily, that day, Lacus keenly discovered that he was emotionally wrong, and she was finally pulled back.

In fact, I owe the girl a big thanks, and I must not forget it after I go back, and I have to tell her in person.

The resonance ended, and Amuro remained silent for a long time without speaking.

"That's the way you feel." Ed sighed, "This is probably an irreconcilable contradiction between me and the world, at least I can't think of a possible solution. Can I withdraw from the teaching of NT God? But I accept it. With so many benefits, I guess I won’t let you retreat now.”

"Aren't you very optimistic?" Amuro couldn't help laughing, but the smile disappeared after a few seconds. "Adrian, I'm a very timid person."

"Huh?" Why did you say this suddenly?

"When I first got your Gundam, I was too timid to go to the battlefield. It was purely to drive the ducks to the shelves. Captain Bright gave me a slap in the face, and I also said very embarrassing things." Amuro revealed. The look of nostalgia, "After Lala died, I was still very timid, too scared to go to the universe. To be honest, the last time we met, Hyman forced me to go to the moon, and I blamed you in my heart before."

"Sorry, I don't know this."

"But after seeing you, I have nothing to regret. Do you remember the last time we resonated? I feel inspired by you and become more courageous. I want to try to resist the destiny of NT, Strive for a less tragic ending." Amuro took a deep breath, "I think you may be a bit timid like me. Of course, this may be a bit arrogant, and I don’t know what you are facing. What, but I hope to make you more courageous."

"I don't understand it this time."

"Want to see the live version of the growth history of the white demon?" Amuro continued his eyes suggesting.

The resonance ended again. This time it was Ed's turn to be silent for a long time, but he finally took the initiative to speak: "You want to tell me that sometimes, don't think too much. Thinking too much is not good for physical and mental health. Just reckless. Does that mean?"

"I'm not as smart as you, and I can't find a reasonable explanation for everything. And you have a scientific background and have never worked in the military. It is your nature to pursue rationality, and you will not treat unreasonable danger as I do. A part of life." Amuro's voice is deep and powerful, "This may be cold talk in your opinion, but I hope you can find the courage to break NT's destiny. For you, for example, to achieve a worldview even if the world is shattered. Possibility of achievement."

"But possibility is such an uncontrollable thing," Ed lifted his head and let out a sigh, "It turns out to be what I hate the most..."

…

"So thanks to the contribution of Amuro Ray and the generosity of Brigadier General Hyman, we have discovered infinite possibilities in the telepathy framework." Gaoan Rheinford resisted the unhappiness, pretending to be kind and looking in front of him. The cowering middle-aged man, "Then Technical Captain Franklin Vidan, would you like to join?"

"But the cost of using this material for the whole body frame is simply astronomical." Weidan was very nervous in front of the big man, and sweat drips could be seen vaguely on his forehead.

"The problem that money can solve is not a problem. Blue Cosmos provides unlimited funding for this project. You don't have to worry about it." Rheinford became a little impatient. You should not consider other issues for the technical prowess shown."

"But this kind of thing is not the same as the reverse design. The structure of Gundam is too complicated, not to mention the use of a brand-new skeleton." Weidan Vivono looked very unconfident, "I am not a monster like Lingoes, no The way to do it independently is like this—"

"No one wants you to do it independently. You are just a member of the technical team. Besides you, there are many top experts from the Federation." If NT was not a rare resource, Rheinfort would like to drive him out of this room now." I ask you one last time, do you want to join?"

"...I'll join."

Rheinford waved to Vidan to leave. He knew from the beginning that this man would agree, so he dared to be so rude. Weidan is now fascinated by the object of his extramarital affair. As long as it is for that woman, he or his son can be sold, and Weidan cannot refuse his offer.

"I did everything as you ordered. Is that okay?" Rheinford said to the blond man in the corner of the room who seemed to have just appeared out of thin air and seemed to have always been there. "I don't know what it is, but it's definitely not something. A dedicated machine that expands the possibilities of NT."

"It's just a small gift for you. How to use it is your freedom. I won't interfere at all. It's just that one of my'old friends' is obsessed with things like Gundam, and I want to try it occasionally." The blond man Standing far away, there is no meaning of approaching, "You have done a good job. You are the one I admire the most among my many collaborators. Please make persistent efforts."

"I didn't become a dog just to be praised by you." Rheinford's voice was like a low growl, "I only beg you to keep the promise in the end."

"Your decades of bitter love is admirable, even if it's me. It's pure and hot, deep and beautiful. This is love." The blond man clapped twice in narcissism, "I promise you , Your sad love will eventually come true. But unfortunately, it is not the time yet."

"I'm this age, but Laura is still the same as before." Rheinford lowered his head feebly, "I can't wait any longer."

"Age is not a problem for me. You will naturally know what I mean by then—" The blond man's voice stopped abruptly. He smacked his tongue with an inaudible voice in Rheinford, "NewType..."

"What is age is not a problem?" Rheinford looked at him, "You explain clearly."

"This is the end of today's conversation. I will leave first." After saying this, the man seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, or he was not in this room in the first place.

A few minutes later, the door was pushed open again, and Sirocco walked in.

"Your Excellency Rheinford." He looked at the room suspiciously. "Are there any guests?"

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PS: It should be on the shelves tomorrow, so nervous.

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Hello everyone, it is already 200,000 words unknowingly. Thank you for reading my story till now.

Following the advice of the editor in charge, this book will be on the shelves from tomorrow. Miss sister asked me to write a testimonial today, so I wrote one. The author is usually very busy at work, I am sorry that I have almost no time to reply to everyone in the comment area, just take this opportunity to communicate.

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I heard that it is going to be updated on the shelves, but I am streaking with zero saved manuscripts. On weekends, I can save a chapter occasionally, as long as I work overtime, it will be consumed immediately. Therefore, the author will not offer a reward that cannot be done before repaying the debt. As for whether there will be two shifts tomorrow, it depends on whether or not to work overtime.

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Many people asked me whose vest I was, and they answered in a unified way: 24K pure newcomer author, this is my first book.

About the world view.

In order to make the world self-consistent, I have made a lot of magical changes in the setting, and there are more things to let (sorrow) fly (heart) self (sick) me (crazy), all of which are the author’s evil taste, but Please bear with me.

Except for the background board that won't appear on the stage, I decided to die for the participating works. After the baggage has been filled out, the story should be over, and I will never forcefully add things to continue my life.

Although my level is very limited, I don't want Doraemon to save the field at all. It is the shame of all authors, ancient and modern, at home and abroad (Map Cannon Warning).

About the heroine.

It is impossible for a single female protagonist. The author is more honest and doesn't want to subscribe and watch people step on thunder. For those who want to see the story of a single heroine, we can only stop here.

But the number will not be large. I love the roles I choose. I don't want to overthrow one **** and hide one, but hope that everyone will have enough roles until the finale. In fact, there was a hint in the previous article that some people actually guessed it all, which is terrible.

As for Alice? Of course Alice is not a heroine, she is half the protagonist.

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