The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Come on, Captain Mikael, you only need to stamp one thousand, seven hundred and eighty-one more times, and your normal workload for today will be completed."

While Prometheus controlled the mechanical arm to take away a dozen stamped documents on the table, he issued a kind reminder in a mechanical tone that meant he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

"Hey! This is not as simple as stamping!"

According to her calculations and analysis, Mikael had more than 98% chance of giving a similar answer.

After all, without her supervision, Mikael would probably have spent ten minutes stamping all the seals, then packing up and leaving.

But that's not possible now. He needs to read the entire report like Mei, whether he can understand it or not, and some documents also need to make corresponding instructions and comments.

It's like reviewing a memorial.

To quote what he once said when joking with Mei:

"Now I finally understand why there are emperors who leave government affairs to ministers or eunuchs."

However, Prometheus waited for a long time and did not wait for Michael to reply.

In this office, which was slightly smaller than the entire base, there was only the sound of turning pages of documents, and the "shasha" sound of Mikael picking up the pen to write something down from time to time.

Nearly 1,800 documents do sound like a lot, but if you really concentrate on them, it only takes a minute to read through them, stamp the corresponding seals, or give instructions. As for the subsequent documents Classification, rubbing and archiving, and uploading the electronic version are all the work of Prometheus.

But before long, even one minute seemed a bit "too slow", and the time it took for Mikael to browse through the files gradually decreased to half a minute, then ten seconds, until finally it took no more than two glances.

"Captain Mikael, I must remind you that these documents cannot be stamped casually."

So, when Mikael moved the processed documents aside as usual and reached out to Prometheus for the next one, Prometheus rejected him.

Obviously, she didn't think that Mikael's one or two glances were enough to read through the entire document. This was a speed that her kind of artificial intelligence might not be able to achieve.

"Well?"

Mikael let out a light sigh. He didn't say anything to defend himself. He just gently picked up the top of the document with two fingers and brought it to Prometheus.

"Ah this..."

The annotations are quite targeted, and there are no problems with the solutions given.

In other words, Mikael's information processing speed is now close to artificial intelligence.

"Is it okay?"

Perhaps the power of the Lawyer has not always been obvious, so that this identity has been ignored many times.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that the so-called Lawyer's brain operates more like artificial intelligence than close to human beings.

When using the power, the peak amount of information that Herrscher's brain has to process far exceeds the speed at which Mikael can process files now.

Not to mention, Mikael's mind is still filled with a brain that has been feathered twice.

It's just that he has never tried to synchronize this information processing ability with document work before.

"no problem."

After thinking about this, Prometheus has no doubts.

She began to cooperate with Mikael's speed, constantly handing out documents, and constantly taking back documents and doing various processes, because the scope she was responsible for was much more complicated than what Mikael actually handled, and Mikael even processed one or two every time. Ten files and had to stop and wait for Prometheus for nearly a minute.

As a result, nearly 1,800 documents were all resolved in less than three hours.

It wasn't until he handed over the last portion in his hand that the human emotion in Mikael's eyes quickly returned. He half stood up and stretched, and then suddenly collapsed as if all his strength had been drained away. Slumped on the seat.

"..."

If it weren't for the fact that the bionic technology wasn't realistic enough to make the mouth twitch, Prometheus would have really wanted to try it.

After all, the Mikael who was yawning constantly and looking sleepy now, and the Mikael who was working so hard a few minutes ago that she couldn't keep up with the rhythm, couldn't be said to be exactly the same, they could only be...

"So it turns out that humans invented the word "different people" just to describe this situation?"

"Heh...by the way, Prometheus, isn't it a little too quiet today?"

It has been two full days since Mei left for the Rhine, and there has been almost no movement there. If Mei hadn't been in contact with the headquarters from time to time, Mikael might have thought that another accident had happened——

Speaking of which, everyone really has a Conan physique. Honkaiju will appear wherever they go, and they can't stop even on vacation.

Now it has suddenly become calm. It is really hard to adapt to it and I can't believe it.

Not to mention, the commotion caused by the Tenth Herrscher has gradually calmed down.

Yesterday morning, Mikael received at least ten requests for emergency support. At that time, he still felt a little impatient with his work being interrupted again and again by such things.

But it didn't happen even once today, but it gave him an ominous premonition.

"The absence of emergency support requests does not mean that nothing happened. There are more riot records uploaded from various places than yesterday, but there are no areas in need of emergency support today."

Prometheus explained patiently on the side. Of course, she also felt a little confused. She didn't believe that Mikael didn't know this -

"Yes, Prometheus, of course I know this. This is not unreasonable in theory - because the Herrscher dispersed his troops, so that his incitement and destructive power in the unit area was insufficient. But I just feel an unknown premonition..."

Mikael habitually rubbed the stubble on his chin, and accidentally pulled out two more stubbles, but he was used to this and would never grin in pain again.

"I think you're just looking for an excuse to be lazy in the afternoon, right?"

Prometheus rolled his eyes, as if he could read Mikael's mind.

"Hmm...that makes sense. Anyway, the normal workload has been completed. Why don't I go check out the training of the new recruits in the afternoon?"

Mikael seemed to be teasing or talking to himself.

Prometheus obviously took it seriously and sternly refused:

"No, although you have finished processing today's documents, considering that emergency support applications and emergencies may occur at any time - if these did not happen in the morning, it does not mean that they will not happen in the afternoon. You must stay here and cannot go anywhere. go."

"Please, I'm not that stupid..."

Mikael was obviously prepared for this. He turned his palm over, and the blue light continued to intertwine and intertwine in his palm, finally constructing an object in the shape of a mobile phone.

"This is……"

Prometheus was no stranger to that thing, but he didn't dare to confirm it for a while.

"Huh? I thought you would be familiar with it. Isn't this your mobile terminal?"

"!"

The semi-mechanical voice of Prometheus suddenly increased by more than ten decibels:

"Where did you find the blueprints?"

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Mikael stared at her with a thoughtful look.

No, it is somewhat unreasonable to call Prometheus "her", to be precise, Prometheus No. 17. After all, her essence is an artificial intelligence and should not be attributed to humans.

Even with Mei's design and Weiwei's technical support, she obtained an anthropomorphic body that could be touched, but this only made her closer to human beings in appearance. As for her thinking and emotions, she was still the same. The background of artificial intelligence.

Mikael always thought so, until the moment when No. 17 showed inexplicable nervousness.

Prometheus himself gradually came to his senses - why was she nervous just now?

Was it because Mikael looked through Dr. May's drawings without her permission?

Obviously not.

Since Mei didn't mind that Mikael handled the files directly in her office, and she didn't take any confidentiality measures for the corresponding drawings, the subtext was obvious——

She didn't care that Mikael flipped these.

As May's long-time assistant, Prometheus No. 17 is obviously well aware of this.

But she was still nervous.

This sense of tension comes from a vague fear - Mikael now easily masters the ability to construct her carrier, which also means that her existence will be controlled by more than just her creator Dr. Mei. .

Of course, this does not mean that she does not trust Mikael. Whether it is from Mikael's eyes or her self-examination, the tension at that moment is like a stress reaction.

Prometheus shook his head quickly, backed up the complex and unspeakable emotion just now, and then deleted it from the emotion module - artificial intelligence does not need this extra emotion, which will only slow down the speed of information processing. .

Mikael chuckled lightly but did not stop her behavior.

Of course, no evaluation was made.

He just pointed at the terminal in his hand and asked softly:

"So, now that you have this thing, if there is an emergency, you can contact me quickly, and I can use the power of space to come back as soon as possible. The worries just now will disappear, right?"

"As far as common sense is concerned, this is indeed the case."

Prometheus's voice changed back to a cold mechanical voice again.

So Mikael was able to skip work contentedly.

It doesn't seem like he's skipping work. After all, no one stipulates when he should work. The only limit is the workload, but hasn't he finished it all?

He also gave his own solutions to so-called emergencies.

Since it won't affect anything, why not make yourself more relaxed?

Besides, the training and integration of the new fusion warriors are also business, especially in the context of the tenth collapse.

With this in mind, Mikael first had lunch with Pado, whom he "accidentally" met, and then ran to the artificial lake outside the base to fish for two hours.

Sitting on the lounge chair again, basking in the false sunshine, I watched the cloud cat squatting on the branch, looking greedily at the fish in Padu's hand under the tree, waving to it, but when his eyes shifted to When it saw Pado himself, it couldn't help but narrow its eyes, and an inexplicable disgust rose from the bottom of its heart.

So, no matter how much Pado tried to persuade or persuade by holding the fish's tail, Cloud Cat remained unmoved. Finally, it shook its tail in disappointment, turned its head and dived into the dense forest further away.

Not giving up, Pado placed the still jumping fish in front of the tree, then turned around with a pout, and walked back to the lounge chair with kicking steps.

She put her elbows on her knees and lightly touched her cold cheek with her fingers.

The cat ears on top of her head trembled slightly, and the side of her face was suddenly hit by something. It turned out that her tail had stuck an apple on its own and hit her face.

She was gnawing on an apple, basking in the sun, and counting the golden scales reflected on the lake in front of her in boredom.

She was extremely quiet for a moment. After all, cats' hearing is very sensitive, and Mikael's sudden departure could not be hidden from her.

She tried to imitate a cat and meowed "meow" twice. When she heard the sound, a kitten's head popped out of the bushes by the lake. But when she saw that the person making the sound was her, she was instantly pulled back as if she had seen a big devil. .

"well……"

The slightly sad voice had just come out, but was immediately interrupted by a burst of hearty laughter.

"There's plenty of sunshine, endless cans to eat, and Boss Mikael and Sister Ellie. Isn't this already much better than before!"

…………

When Mikael arrived at the training ground for the new batch of fusion warriors, he discovered two unexpected figures.

"Captain, why are you here?"

"Well, after all, I'm not thirty-five years old yet, so I can't even be called Bensi. I've been resting for a few years, and I'm a little tired of it."

This explanation did not convince Mikael. He pursed his lips and walked around Himiko, looking for traces left by the super-transformation surgery.

Until Himihu gently pressed his head:

"Okay, don't think about it. My heart is really restless, but my body can't bear that kind of surgery after all. It's not like I haven't secretly approached Mebius, but even she refused to do it for me. During the surgery, the sun really came out from the west.”

Hearing her say this, Mikael's hanging heart finally relaxed a little.

As for why Mebius refused to operate on Himihu, he didn't know whether it was because of Mikael's face, or because he felt that there was no shortage of such a sample.

"Then captain, you..."

"Ai Li invited me here. She said that of the four small brigades, she couldn't bring the one you were in charge of, so she asked me to help take care of it. I was not sure at first. After all, your fusion warriors' fighting methods are different from our previous ones. They are completely different things, but now it seems that I was overthinking it - that child is much better than me, and if it weren't for her lack of qualifications, I think it would be a good idea to just let her take charge. "

Mikael followed Himihu's gaze and looked into the field, only to see Hua Zheng with a straight face, correcting every movement meticulously.

When Mikael turned his head again and saw the unexplainable light in Himihu's eyes, he seemed to understand something.

"team leader."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Actually, you declined Ellie's invitation, right?"

Himihu yawned exaggeratedly and said:

"How is that possible? Who can refuse Alicia's request?"

But Mikael didn't answer, he just looked at her intently.

So Himihu was quickly defeated. She waved her hands in disappointment and said with some annoyance:

"Really, I can't hide anything from you. Well, I did reject Ai Li's invitation, but then Hua came to me and said that Ai Li asked her to take charge of the brigade, but she felt that she was not qualified enough. So you want me to help calm down the situation...

"I originally thought that this child's personality is similar to yours, Carol... I was afraid that she would be as arrogant as you, so in short, that's what happened."

She stretched her shoulders slightly. Several years of recuperation had made her a little fatter. The combat uniform she wore a few years ago was already a little tight on her body.

She took a slow, deep breath, and Mikael seemed to hear the fabric moan, so she had to let it out again.

Mikael smiled awkwardly and said:

"How about this, captain, how about I transfer your organization to reverse entropy and serve as an honorary instructor? It just so happens that the logistics department can customize a new combat uniform for you."

"No, please don't."

Himihu waved his hands again and again.

"The requirement for you to enter Anti-Entropy is to be a fusion warrior. Since I am not a fusion warrior, I am not suitable to get involved in this matter."

"The honorary instructor of Fire Chasing Moth is not impossible."

"Oh... you!"

Himihu tapped Mikael's forehead with his index finger in a funny way:

"Everyone knows that I have quit the combat system a long time ago. Now I have not made any achievements, and I am suddenly given the title of honorary instructor. What do you think people will think?"

"What's the problem with this? With the captain's previous qualifications, this is only natural."

"That's not necessarily the case. There are many people with slightly less qualifications than me."

"Captain, didn't you also say that he is less qualified? So from this point of view, it is fair and reasonable, and no one can chew on the truth."

"Well?"

Himihu was stunned for a moment, then he held Mikael's shoulders and chuckled:

"Hahaha, so that's what you meant... No, no, no, Mikael, you misunderstood. I'm not talking about how people see me, but how they see you, silly boy."

"Huh? Does this matter?"

Himihu looked at Mikael's confused look and held his forehead in a funny way:

"Silly boy, maybe some people are not as qualified as me, but this thing is not a quantitative standard, and everyone has different opinions.

"I used to be your captain. Everyone knows this. You asked me to be an honorary instructor. Those who think their qualifications are no worse than mine may not be dissatisfied with me, but they must not have a good impression of you.

"And the long-term closed promotion system of the Fire Moth has complicated relationships. You and Mei are outsiders to this system. A careless personnel appointment can easily cause dissatisfaction among others. However, all the dissatisfaction is diluted by the pressure of Honkai, but..."

Himiko pondered for a while. As she spoke, she gradually felt that Mikael should not be unable to understand these things, but she still bit Mikael's ear and reminded him:

"You also have to consider the future after defeating Honkai, especially you, Mikael. Mei is an ordinary person. Fusion warriors are developed by humans themselves, and you..."

The news that Ai Li is also a Herrscher was only spread among "Yingjie", so Himiko did not mention Ai Li's name.

Mikael pursed his lips and didn't know what to say for a while.

It's not like he didn't know this, but...

Where can we defeat Honkai...

But if we look at this from a different perspective that Himiko often uses...

"It seems that you, the captain, are full of confidence in defeating Honkai! This also represents the views of most of the Fire Moth warriors, um, the morale is good!"

"I'm talking to you about serious matters!"

Himiko stretched out her hand with a smile and tears, and wanted to pat Mikael's head, but after thinking about it, she finally patted him on the shoulder twice.

"Okay, captain, don't worry about these things. Whether you wanted to rest before or feel restless now, I certainly support you, so leave the formalities to me..."

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-"

Mikael instinctively raised his head to look at the indicator light at the first time, but the next moment, accompanied by the vibration in his trouser pocket, he realized that the sound was from Prometheus's mobile terminal.

Before he could operate, Prometheus's cold voice sounded directly through the terminal:

"Mikael, Dr. Mei is out of touch."