The Secret Angel returned to Gnaku safely. Yang Hui left the cockpit without saying a word, and returned directly to the room, lying on the bed without even changing into his driving clothes.
He needs a good rest now.
The entire mission process was very easy for him, including the fact that the coalition forces of Taribia and UNION did not pose a threat to him in the end.
But his brain needed a good rest, because just a few seconds after he entered the changer mode, a large number of brain quantum waves on the battlefield poured into his brain.
There are brave soldiers who cry out in challenge, injured soldiers who wail in pain, rescue teams who are anxious that they cannot save people for a while, and people who are frightened out of fear and despair.
Yang Hui was very glad that he only turned it on once and then turned it off immediately. Otherwise, he would have been shocked into a fool by these chaotic emotions. Even now he felt like he was about to become mentally unstable.
However, he did not have any regrets for his direct killing of the deserter in the end.
The battlefield has never been an easy word. If a soldier wants to step onto the battlefield, he must have enough awareness. If he wants to run away because the enemy is too strong, he might as well go home to find his mother to nurse. Such a person is not worthy.
On the battlefield, rather than staying in the future and killing comrades, it is better to solve it by yourself.
The change of the world requires the stimulation of sacrifice, so you can become one of them and wash away the shame of running away from the battlefield.
"Haha, if you think about it, UNION should thank me." Yang Hui muttered to himself, and then fell into sleep.
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Yang Hui slept soundly, but countless people around the world couldn't sleep.
The civilians who support [Celestial Being] cheered and watched the battle records of the Secret Angels broadcast on major news; the phones in major news agencies were ringing non-stop, and people came and went with no chance to rest, all trying to get the first prize.
First-hand reports; while the intelligence agencies and scientific research departments of various countries are stepping up their intelligence collection and analysis on the Battle of Taribiya.
"Are you serious?" the top leaders of each country asked, holding the report in hand.
The reports they received were surprisingly consistent, and their responses were also extremely similar.
They felt that this report was a big joke on them. A single aircraft had the power to suppress an entire fleet.
But it is a pity that this is not a joke. All the conclusions in the report are the results of a lot of analysis, deduction and calculation.
High-level officials from various countries were silent as they looked at the reports in their hands, their brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and their hearts became more and more anxious.
If the appearance of [Celestial Being] in the first two times was just a trivial matter in their opinion, it was at the level of children's play at most. Although they could not deny the excellent performance of the Gundam, it was just like that. If they got serious, they would
Nothing can be done.
But now, they have to re-examine the organization [Celestial Being], because the appearance of the Secret Angel allows them to see that [Celestial Being] really has the power to compete with any of the three major countries.
UNION, who had the most intuitive experience of the Battle of Taribia, directly invited the other two countries, hoping to join forces to deal with [Celestial Being]. Anyway, there are six Gundams. At most, they can divide them evenly. They have deeply realized that Gundams are not theirs.
Able to eat alone.
Although the other two countries also have this understanding, they all have their own plans and plan to try it. People are lucky creatures and have never personally experienced the oppression brought by the secret angel. They still want to try it, just in case.
Was it successful?
Regarding this situation, UNION did not express any objection and even gloated about it.
Although UNION was not injured this time, the losses were still considerable.
They are also happy to see the Human Revolutionary Alliance and AEU suffer at the hands of [Heavenly Man]. What if only their own family suffers losses? It is better to have fun alone than to have fun together. The whole family must be in order.
And the person who caused most of the world's sleepless nights to wake up quietly after sleeping for more than ten hours. Feeling sticky and uncomfortable, he took off his driving clothes, took a shower, and changed his clothes.
Wearing clean clothes and walked out of the room.
The local time happened to be in the evening, and in the dead of night, Yang Hui found some food and lay on the deck chair on the rooftop to admire the stars.
"Oh, this doesn't work. It's far inferior to the starry sky in the universe." Yang Hui complained casually.
"Of course. Since the beginning of the industrial age, the earth has been vigorously developed and covered by pollution. Naturally, it cannot compare with the original starry sky." Wang Liumei came over from behind and sat directly next to Yang Hui.
Yang Hui glanced away, his eyes widened.
"What's wrong? Do I have any questions?" Wang Lumei noticed Yang Hui's strange eyes and asked doubtfully.
"If you don't sleep so late, be careful not to grow taller or bigger." Yang Hui glanced away and complained.
Wang Liumei's dress at this time was indeed too inconsistent.
With a petite figure that has neither breasts nor buttocks, she is actually wearing a sexy lace pajamas, and the most alluring black silk stockings. If the emperor were dressed like this, Yang Hui would transform into a werewolf and eat her up completely even if it didn't take a full moon.
But when it comes to Wang Liumei...it doesn't arouse any interest at all. The huge contrast is not even cute at all.
"You!" Wang Lumei looked at herself and was immediately furious. No matter what position she was in, she bit Yang Hui's shoulder.
"It hurts, it hurts! Let go! King puppy!"
I don't know how long it lasted, but Yang Hui's shoulder was bitten and bleeding. Only then did Wang Lumei let go, but she didn't change her posture at all, and just lay on Yang Hui's chest unceremoniously.
"Hey! Little sister, isn't this good for you? I'm not that kind of person." Yang Hui controlled his strength so as not to hurt Wang Lumei and tried to push him away, but Wang Lumei just lay on top of him and couldn't get up.
"Isn't it hard?"
It was a very understated question, but Yang Hui was stunned. He stopped struggling and let Wang Liumei lie on top of him.
"It's not enough without hard work. The time left for mankind... is running out." This was the second time Yang Hui mentioned this sentence, and his heart was still so heavy.
Reality is not an anime, and the protagonist will no longer be the protagonist. Who can guarantee that Setsuna will be able to contact ELS like the ending of the anime? Who can guarantee that ELS is willing to communicate with Setsuna?
Facing the immediate yet unknown crisis, Yang Hui did not dare to stop for a moment.
Don't look at the time when there is no mission, Yang Hui is enjoying himself all day long. In fact, he has never stopped for a moment. He is constantly training his driving skills through the simulation cabin, training his ability as a changer, the design of the fourth generation Gundam, and the world.
The design of the next generation MS after unification, supplementary simplification of the second phase plan, etc.
Wang Liumei once watched Yang Hui's self-training, but that time made Wang Liumei afraid to watch it a second time.
It was too cruel. Yang Hui's demands on her had reached the point of cruelty. She didn't understand why Yang Hui was already so powerful and would train herself with almost cruel demands. Every time, she saw Yang Hui dragging his tired body out of the simulation cabin.
He crawled out of the room and then went back into the room to do other work.
It was because of this that she felt that her experiences were no longer so painful, and she no longer had so much hatred for the world.
People who are countless times better than her are doing everything they can to improve themselves, and they will never let up even if they make no progress. What right does she have to blame others?
Yang Hui also felt emotional, with a self-deprecating smile on his face.
He didn't expect that the second person to say this to him would be this little girl.
Huang Zeng also said this to him. He just asked a question without seeking the answer, or he already knew the answer. He did not stop him or persuade him to give up. He just silently supported him behind his back.
"Is it the second phase plan and the third phase plan?" Wang Liumei asked.
"……Yes."
"But you are not alone. You also have the Imperial Sister, the Gundam Messengers, everyone on Ptolemy, and...me, you can rely on us, you don't have to work so hard alone." Wang Rumei said lowly.
Yang Hui could hear that there was a hint of sob in Wang Lumei's tone.
"Some things...only I can do it. I am a person who is afraid of death. Instead of leaving it to others, I prefer to have it in my own hands."
As he spoke, Yang Hui stretched his hand to the sky, and then held it tightly, as if he was holding not only the air, but also everything about him.
"What can I do?" Wang Rumei raised her head and asked.
"Just carry out the tasks assigned to you by VEDA and then...well..."
The next second, Yang Hui's eyes widened and he felt it was difficult to breathe, because Wang Rumei kissed him directly before he finished speaking.
The two soon separated. Although Wang Rumei's face was red, she still looked directly into Yang Hui's eyes: "I'm not asking what I can do for [Heavenly Man], but what I can do for you."
"Ahem... um... sorry, I have an emperor, so..."
"Sister Huang has agreed."
"Oh, she agreed...what did you say?" Yang Hui was stunned, feeling like his brain was frozen.
"Sister Huang agreed, but she asked me to wait before... before..." Wang Rumei didn't know what she wanted to say, but she didn't say it out of shyness and lowered her head.
Of course Yang Hui knows what Wang Rumei wants to say, but...is this appropriate? Are you sure today is not April Fools' Day?
"Oh~" Yang Hui, who couldn't figure out his thoughts at all, chose to give up thinking and lay on the recliner with his face covered. He was a serious person. He wanted to ensure that the people he cherished survived until the end, and everyone would be happy.
He lives a comfortable life with his wife and children on the hot bed.
I never thought about becoming the king of the world or opening a huge crystal palace or anything.
But sometimes, fate is naughty. The more you go to the left, the more it guides you to the right.
"Ah~! Forget it!" Yang Hui stood up and left, almost causing Wang Lumei to fall to the ground.
"What are you going to do?" Wang Rumei asked doubtfully.
"Training room, I need to calm down!"
Seeing Yang Hui's back running away in a hurry, Wang Rumei covered her mouth and smiled.
"Keke, I gave you my first kiss. You can't escape it now. And you definitely don't know that Sister Huang has already made a special plan for you, right? Keke, I really look forward to what you will be like then.