Chapter 485 Mikael's Weakness
"Xi'er."
When the name that had not been mentioned for a long time sounded in her ears, Mei's head sank, and soon she shook her head and laughed:
"That's a very complicated story. You shouldn't be in the mood to listen to it now, right?"
Bronya smacked her lips and offered a noncommittal silence at the right time.
The footsteps in the tunnel continued to echo. The only difference from before was that there was an extra pair of feet making the sound, but for some reason, the echo was far less... far less dull and far less harsh than before...
Wait, dull and harsh, two completely opposite tones, why would the consciousness involuntarily use them to describe the same sound? Sure enough, it was just a simple psychological effect?
But at least, the voice was much brighter, there is no doubt about that... Bronya and the woman next to her were not familiar with each other, and they were even in a state of mutual, or at least Bronya was unilaterally on guard against each other. Walking side by side also made the originally spacious cabin tunnel crowded, and the negative emotions that Bronya had in her heart for some reason gradually disappeared.
That's it, that's it. Even if she is a mercenary whose emotions are weak enough to be on par with robots due to long-term active or passive training, she is still a person after all. Hate the loneliness that people hate, hate the existence of a person, as long as someone can stand by her at this time, even if it is someone she doesn't know, there will be a tremor from the heart.
Just like a child playing hide-and-seek, everyone knows that only hiding to the end can win, but obviously hiding in the depths, but hoping to be seen sooner or later.
It has to be said that human emotions are really a troublesome and contradictory thing.
After adding another footstep, the problem of loneliness was finally solved, but the stereotyped echo brought another problem, boredom.
The woman beside him understood this, so even though they were only 20 or 30 steps away from the destination cabin, she took the initiative to speak and broke the boring atmosphere around the two of them:
"Honestly, Bronya, do you have any dissatisfaction? For example, why don't you go find Kiana or rescue Mei first, or go back to the North American headquarters to recuperate and prepare for the next battle, but come to this place that seems to have little to do with the Far East Branch, Destiny, and Mikael?"
"No."
Bronya's voice was as flat as the snowy fields of her hometown.
It seemed that such an answer was too brief, and it would make the next dozen steps return to the previous boredom... Bronya finally squeezed out another sentence before her lips were about to close completely:
"That kind of thing has nothing to do with Bronya. Bronya doesn't need to know any big plans, nor does she need to know the reasons for such plans. Bronya only needs to know what to do next."
"Oh... the so-called mercenary habits. The tools for carrying out the mission don't need to ask why, as long as they know what mission to carry out. In terms of being frank, you and him are exactly the same?"
Bronya glanced at Mei. There were still six steps to the destination, and she didn't want to talk anymore.
"Speaking of which, his hometown is not far from Siberia, and it can even be considered in the broad sense of Siberia. So, for a few years, every special day, he would go back to his hometown with... and stay for a whole day."
Brown frowned, and Bronya hated women's nonsense.
Perhaps what she hated more was that this woman always unconsciously compared her with him, but thinking about it carefully, the woman had used an impressive and long speech at the beginning to explain why she did so, so Bronya had nothing to say.
"Do you know how he described the snowfields of Siberia?"
Bronya had already walked to the door of Seele's cabin. She raised her hand and unlocked the door with her fingerprint, but she didn't want to answer Mei's question.
The snowfields of Siberia were something that I had already grown tired of in the first few years of my life, just like eating eighteen cream cakes and then looking at the snow-white cream on the nineteenth cake, I would get tired of it anyway. Moreover, a person who may not have been to Siberia repeating the description of the Siberian snowfields by another person who grew up in Siberia to a person who grew up in Siberia, no matter how you look at it, it reveals a sense of absurdity called "meaninglessness".
"Click--"
The subtle sound of the door unlocking was so piercing in the moment when both of them were silent. Bronya retracted her hand and slowly placed her palm on the cold door panel.
Don't get me wrong, when Tianming built the Hyperion, it was not so poor that it could not even afford the door that could be pulled open by a motor. It is true that after the fingerprint is automatically recognized and unlocked, the door panel is pulled open by the motor to the sides or one side, which is indeed full of technology, but sometimes military things are not the more advanced the better. It is better to say that considering practicality and safety, it is often the opposite. The more primitive the better.
If the door opening method in science fiction movies encounters an emergency, such as the Hyperion being damaged and power outage, fingerprint recognition system errors, and motor failure, wouldn't the people trapped in the cabin be unable to get out? People outside can't get in either?
Having said that, high-end and classy things such as fingerprint unlocking are still necessary to exist. Although in theory it will waste some taxpayers' money, if there is no such thing at all, when Tianming shoots a video of the interior of the cabin for a promotional video Taxpayers will be questioned - "We don't even have high-tech things like fingerprint unlocking. Where did Tianming spend our money?"
Looking at the tiny keyhole unlocked by the fingerprint and Bronya's action of pushing the door, the corners of Mei's mouth turned up high.
Yes, she is very familiar with this routine. Human beings themselves are a group of human beings who cannot understand human speech. Trying to use earnest explanations in exchange for their understanding is of no use and will only have the opposite effect. Instead of doing this, it is better to be appropriately deceived from the beginning, that is, The so-called white lie.
By the way, now is not the time to think about these things randomly... It can only be said that after returning to the real world, because of the long-term paradise life, her "consciousness" is far more active than when she was simply a human being, so that she is always I can think of many things that have little to do with this in a moment of silence... By the way, where did I mention it before?
"Mikael said..."
Bronya stopped pushing the door. Although she had previously labeled that kind of words as "meaningless" and "absurd" in her heart, but... no, what really stunned her might not be the words about those words. What was the expectation? It was simply because Mei mentioned that name without any concealment.
"He said that the Siberian snowfields looked white and flat from a distance, like a cream cake without any decoration."
Bronya's eyelids twitched slightly. Coincidence? It met the metaphor in her mind.
"However, the snowfield is actually not smooth. There are footprints made by people and animals everywhere. Sometimes when there is strong wind, the snow surface will show a wave-like texture. As for the whiteness, it is nonsense, because once the snow melts A little bit, and when you step on it, it will bring out dark and sticky soil. "
"What's the meaning."
Bronya didn't think this woman was here to chat with her. "She must have something extremely important to tell her." This was what she could feel from the beginning.
So, what does she mean by saying this deliberately...
Before Bronya could figure it out, Mei suddenly stretched out his palm and placed it on her head without any warning. There was a hint of warmth in the palm, making people feel inexplicably comfortable and...relaxed.
So, under the circumstances that she couldn't control at all, her frown gradually flattened, her eyes narrowed, and her tightly pressed lips unconsciously opened a small gap, revealing a small hum of unknown meaning.
"Look, Bronya, you still have the emotions that normal humans should have, don't you?"
Bronya's expression changed, and she retreated so quickly that her back and head hit the alloy door panel. The door opened back silently, and made a dull explosion the moment it hit the wall. There was an explosion, and then there was the almost intertwined "didi" sound of various instruments.
"It's useless to react so violently. This can only prove the correctness of the previous sentence in the opposite direction, doesn't it?"
Mei put her right hand back into the pocket of her white coat and leaned lightly against the door frame. The light from the cabin painted her lenses into a dazzling white, making it difficult for Bronya to see her eyes clearly.
"Don't worry, I don't have any ill intentions towards you. Your vigilance is a bit too much. But... as a soldier, I can understand your thinking. After all, Su, Wei Wei and I appeared suddenly. In this world, Tianming, who knows the most about counter-entropy, doesn’t have any information about us..."
"No, that's not right."
Bronya raised her head slightly and looked at Mei silently for a few seconds.
"Bronya is wary of you, not for this reason."
"Oh? What is that?"
"Didn't you make it very clear yourself? Do you need Bronya to repeat it? You and Mikael... are friends."
"oh……"
Mei adjusted her glasses.
"So what, being friends in the past does not mean that we are still like-minded now. Besides, in terms of the relationship with Mikael, your squad leader is the one with the closest relationship with him."
Bronya's eyebrows were lowered and raised at the same time, her expression seemed to say:
"Is there such a thing?"
In the past, the relationship between Mikael and Fu Hua seemed to be quite distant in the academy, but if she re-examined it from this premise, Bronya finally discovered that it was not alienation at all, but more like a quarrel between old friends. After that, I begged to ease the relationship but couldn't help but agree...
etc! Why is she so familiar with this plot?
Mei turned her head slightly, and the reflection on her lenses disappeared. Two spots of light seemed to flicker in her previously blocked purple eyes, effortlessly seeing through everything about Bronya.
Her lips trembled slightly twice, and what came out was a gentle but unquestionable voice:
"Bronya Zaicek, why do you keep suppressing your feelings? You have been away from Siberia for so long, and you have an environment and a partner where your feelings can flourish. Why do you still force yourself to be like a As cold as a robot?"
Bronya swallowed lightly.
Only by eliminating emotions can one not be affected by various situations in the battle. Uncle Maxim never taught her this, and Natasha never taught her this either. This is the truth that the girl who shot and got her first kill at the age of three realized on her own.
She did not cry when Uncle Maxim died, when she was adopted by Cocolia, and when she left Siberia, which was full of good and bad memories, she did not cry. When she learned that Seele was kidnapped in the Far East, she was only... only anxious for a short while, and when she was abandoned by Cocolia and handed over to Mikael, she was not angry, as if there were really not many things in the world that were worth her excessive emotional fluctuations.
Should it be said that it is worthy of Stein Gate's choice (crossed out).
Should it be said that it is worthy of the powerful world line convergence - if Mikael were here, he would definitely sigh like this. Although she did not lose her legs due to the X-10 experiment, and even the emotional module of her brain had problems, becoming a real robot to a certain extent, she still formed this almost robot-like cold personality according to the indescribable and irresistible strong inertia.
But...
"Is this something important? Bronya is the one who decides what kind of person she is. You don't need to say anything."
"What a bad attitude. Is this a form of self-protection?"
Mei held her forehead with her index, middle and ring fingers, and a look of "as expected" flashed across her face.
She closed her eyes and opened them again. Mei's expression suddenly became extremely serious——
"Two points."
She held up two fingers, neither too close together to look like a seal, nor too far apart to form a "V" sign similar to victory.
Then, before Bronya could accurately grasp the meaning of that simple word, she connected her words:
"First, although I know this is unrealistic, please put down this boring vigilance. Our goals are the same. Whether it is to defeat Mikael or to defeat Honkai, it is our common pursuit, which is the basis of cooperation. If something happens later that requires you to follow my instructions, and you hesitate because of this vigilance, it will be a headache. I don't want to be like Mikael who spent two or three years without being able to fully adapt to you. There are too many things to do later, and the time is too tight, so there is no time to do these."
"I won't let down at the critical moment."
Seeing Bronya turn her head away, Mei knew that her words were ignored.
But...it doesn't matter.
"Second point. Why did I tell you before not to suppress your emotions?"
Sensing Mei's sudden approach, Bronya took a step back for some reason even though she looked like a normal adult woman who was weak and frail.
However, when she realized who was on the bed behind her, she stomped her heels on the ground and stopped.
But Mei did not attack, and it was impossible for her to attack her.
She just walked in front of her, stopped steadily, and then pointed her right index finger at her heart.
The place where the index finger touched was slightly concave, accompanied by Mei's voice:
"Because, it is impossible to defeat that man with effort or strength. Only with the 'heart' can we defeat him. This is his strongest point and the only weakness that we can grasp. Only when you really find your 'heart' can you understand what I say."