Chapter 272 Lost Contact

"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."

Prometheus controlled the mechanical arm to take away the dozen documents on the table with stamps, and gave a kind reminder in a mechanical tone with a hint of excitement.

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

According to her calculation and analysis, Mikael has more than 98% chance of making a similar answer.

After all, if it weren't for her supervision, Mikael would probably take ten minutes to stamp all the stamps, then pack up and leave.

But now he can't, he needs to read the entire report like Mei, regardless of whether he can understand it or not, and some documents need to make corresponding instructions and comments.

It's like reviewing memorials.

Quoting what he once said when he joked with Mei:

"Now I finally understand why there are emperors who hand over the government to ministers or eunuchs."

However, Prometheus waited for a long time, but did not wait for Mikael to reply.

In this office, which is a little small compared to the entire base, the only sounds for a while are the "rustling" of the pages of the documents, and the "swishing" sound of Mikael picking up the pen to write something from time to time.

Nearly 1,800 documents, it sounds like a lot, but if you really concentrate on it, it only takes one minute to read through one, and then stamp it with the corresponding seal, or make instructions. As for the classification of the documents, copying and archiving, and uploading the electronic version, these are all Prometheus's work.

But before long, even one minute seemed a little "too slow", and Mikael's time to read the documents gradually decreased to half a minute, ten seconds, until it was only 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 refused him.

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

"Huh?"

Mikael uttered a sigh. He didn't say much to defend himself. He just used two fingers to gently pick up the top of the document and brought it to Prometheus.

"Ah, this..."

The annotations were quite targeted, and there was nothing wrong with the solutions to the problems given.

In other words, Mikael's current speed of processing information was close to that of artificial intelligence.

"Is it okay?"

Perhaps the power of the Ruler of Reason has never been very obvious, so that this identity has been overlooked in many cases.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that the so-called Ruler of Reason, the way his brain works is more like artificial intelligence than close to humans.

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

Not to mention, Mikael's brain is now filled with a brain that has been transformed twice.

It's just that before, he had never tried to synchronize this information processing ability with paperwork.

"No problem."

After thinking about this, Prometheus had no doubts.

She began to cooperate with Mikael's speed, constantly handing out documents, and constantly taking back documents and doing various processing, because the scope of her responsibility was much more complicated than Mikael's actual processing. Mikael even had to stop and wait for Prometheus for nearly a minute every time he processed 10 or 20 documents.

So, nearly 1,800 documents were all handled in less than three hours.

Until he handed over the last document in his hand, the human emotion in Mikael's eyes quickly returned. He half stood up and stretched, and then collapsed on the chair as if all his strength was drained.

"..."

If the bionic technology was not realistic enough and could not make the corners of his mouth twitch, Prometheus really wanted to try it.

After all, the yawning, sleepy Mikael now is not exactly the same as the Mikael who worked so hard a few minutes ago that she couldn't keep up with him. It can only be said that...

"So humans invented the term "two different people" to describe this situation?"

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

It has been two days since Mei went to Rhine, and there is almost no movement there. If Mei hadn't contacted the headquarters from time to time, Mikael might have thought that something unexpected had happened again-

Speaking of which, everyone is really like Conan. Wherever they go, there will be Honkai beasts, and they can't even be quiet on vacation.

Now it has become calm all of a sudden, which is really hard to adapt to and unbelievable.

Not to mention that the riots caused by the Tenth Herrscher have gradually calmed down.

Yesterday morning, Mikael received at least ten emergency support requests. At that time, he felt that he was somewhat impatient to be interrupted by such things again and again.

But today, there was not a single one, which made him have a bad premonition.

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

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

Apparently 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 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 quickly contact me, and I can also 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 bewitch by holding the fish's tail, Cloud Cat remained unmoved. Finally, it shook its tail in disappointment and turned its head to get 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 her head trembled slightly, and her side face was suddenly hit by something. It turned out that her tail had picked up an apple and hit her face.

She was chewing the apple, basking in the sun, and counting the golden scales reflected on the lake in front of her boredly.

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

She tried to imitate the cat's "meow" twice, and a kitten's head popped out of the bushes by the lake, but when it saw that the person who made the sound was her, it was as if it saw a big devil and was instantly pulled back.

"Alas..."

The slightly sad voice had just been uttered, but it was immediately interrupted by a hearty laugh.

"There is endless sun to bask in, endless canned food to eat, and Boss Mikael and Sister Ellie. Isn't this much better than before!"

…………

When Mikael came to the training ground for the new batch of fusion warriors, he actually found two unexpected figures.

"Captain, why are you here?"

"Well, after all, I'm not even 35 years old, not even 40 years old. I've been resting for a few years and I'm a little tired."

This explanation didn't convince Mikael. He pursed his lips and circled around Himiko, looking for traces of the super-transformation surgery.

Until Himiko gently pressed his head:

"Okay, don't think about it. My heart is really restless, but my body can't stand that kind of surgery after all. I haven't secretly looked for Mobius, but even she refused to operate on me. It's really the sun rising from the west."

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

As for why Mobius refused to operate on Himiko, it is not known whether it was for Mikael's sake, or because he felt that there was no need for such a sample at all.

"Then you, Captain..."

"Ellie invited me here. She said that there were four small teams, and she couldn't lead the one you were in charge of, so she asked me to help manage it. I was not sure at first, after all, the way your fusion warriors fight is completely different from what we did before, but now it seems that I was overthinking it - that child is much better than me. If she was not inexperienced, I would have thought it would be a good idea to let her lead directly."

Mikael followed Himiko's gaze to the venue, and saw Hua Zheng with a stern face, meticulously correcting every move.

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

"Captain."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

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

Himiko yawned exaggeratedly:

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

But Mikael did not answer, but stared at her intently.

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

"Really, you can't hide anything from me. Well, I did reject Ellie's invitation, but later Hua came to me again and said that Ellie asked her to take charge of the brigade, but she felt that she was not qualified enough, so she wanted me to help her to suppress the situation...

"I originally thought that this child's personality is similar to yours, Carol... I'm afraid that she will be as stubborn as you, so anyway, that's it."

She gently stretched her shoulders. Several years of recuperation made her a little fat, and the combat uniform she wore a few years ago was already a little tight on her.

She took a slow deep breath, and Mikael seemed to hear the groaning of the fabric, so she had to exhale that breath again.

Mikael smiled awkwardly and said:

"How about this, I transfer your organization to Anti-Entropy as an honorary instructor? It's just right to let the logistics department order a new set of combat uniforms for you. "

"No, please don't."

Himiko waved her hands again and again.

"Your entry requirement for 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."

"Then I can be the Honorary Instructor of the Fire Moth."

"Ah...you!"

Himiko tapped Mikael's forehead with her index finger in amusement:

"Everyone knows that I have long retired from the combat organization. Now I have not made any contribution, but I have been 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 reasonable."

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

"Captain, didn't you also say that your qualifications are less? So it is fair and reasonable to look at it this way, and no one can gossip about it."

"Hmm? "

Himiko was stunned at first, then she held Mikael's shoulder and chuckled:

"Hahaha, so that's what you mean... No no no, Mikael, you misunderstood, I'm not talking about how others see me, but how others see you, silly child."

"Huh? Does it matter?"

Himiko looked at Mikael's ignorant look and held her forehead with a smile:

"Silly child, maybe some people's qualifications are not as good as mine, but this thing is not a quantitative standard, everyone has a different scale in their hearts.

"I used to be your captain, everyone knows this, you asked me to be an honorary instructor, those who think their qualifications are not worse than mine may not be dissatisfied with me, but they must not have a good impression of you.

"The relationships in the long-term closed promotion system of the Fire Moth are complicated. 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 problem from a 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, 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."