Late one night, everyone went to rest, leaving only Bayer still in the room analyzing and researching the data.
The research on the original colors has gone far enough, and after this wave of data is uploaded, it will probably be finalized as the material.
But thinking of Fang Tianmu's words, Bayer hesitated.
"Hello."
Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in the room where he was supposed to be alone.
Bayer was startled. He first summoned his puppet to be alert, but when he looked around, he didn't find anyone else there.
But soon, he realized that he was not the only one in this room.
His eyes quickly turned to the pure white color in the large glass jar.
"Is it you..."
Looking at the white humanoid figure, Bayer felt the feeling of being watched, and the answer seemed self-evident.
"You really have wisdom!" Bayer said in surprise.
"Humans, what do you want to do to me?" Bai Bai asked in an ethereal voice that could not distinguish between male and female.
Bayer couldn't answer for a while and fell into silence.
"You want to use my power." But without him answering, Bai Bai got his answer after observing the surroundings for a while.
Bayer sat back in his chair a little decadently: "Yes."
"Oh." But Bai's attitude was quite indifferent and he didn't seem to care.
This attracted Bayer's attention: "Why are you so calm? Since you are a being with independent intelligence, and we caught you and trapped you here to mess with you at will, and your life will soon be no longer guaranteed, shouldn't you be dissatisfied?"
Bai replied: "I don't care."
"ah?"
"Original color is not an ordinary life. Now that I encounter something like this, I won't be dissatisfied with it."
Bayer couldn't understand, so he asked in turn: "How did you get seriously injured?"
"I just finished fighting with another color, and left the scene after a narrow victory. Then I was probably transferred, and inexplicably fell into a group of humans. I struggled for a while and then lost strength." Bai answered honestly.
Bayer understood that this inexplicable transfer was probably Fang Tianmu's handiwork.
He sighed helplessly.
"Why? Human, your emotions tell me that you are confused. You don't know what to do with me?"
"Yes, you can understand this as human hypocrisy. For a being who already has clear wisdom, I can't get over the hurdle in my heart." Bayer has nothing to hide about the color white.
"But you're still here, and you're still going to attack me in the end, aren't you?"
"...Yes, even if I am hesitant, I am still moving half-deadly. This is who I am now." Bayer said.
It can be seen that Bai Bai has not had much contact with humans. It cannot understand this complex mentality, let alone empathize with it.
So it asked: "Then what do you want from me?"
After Bayer was silent for a moment, he reached out and pulled up the design drawing.
"You will be transformed and become like this, becoming a weapon controlled by us."
Bai Bai looked at it and said, "It's very beautiful."
Bayer's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly: "What?"
"I think it's very good and beautiful. I can see that you have put your efforts and emotions into it." The white and ethereal voice sounded a little gentle in Bayer's ears at this time.
But he was even more ashamed: "But it was born out of my ugly anger and regret. It goes against my true intention."
"I don't understand. If it weren't for some kind of pure emotion, I'm afraid such a beautiful thing wouldn't be born easily. If you follow your own heart and create it, shouldn't you be proud of it?"
The white words left Bayer completely stunned.
He was a little flustered, and he was sorting out the table at a loss, but he just stacked books and information on top of each other in a meaningless manner.
Bayer changed the subject and said: "If you don't talk about this, you will be transformed soon. Even so, are you still unmoved?"
In response, Bai Bai asked in turn: "Each of the original colors has its own characteristics, which determines the difference between us. So do you know what my characteristics are?"
"What is it?" This was unfamiliar knowledge. Bayer followed the white words and asked.
"tolerate."
"..."
Bai Bai said: "This is my trait, but there are always some things I can't fully understand about my traits. I only know that I can easily combine it with other things to change some of my traits."
"Very powerful force." Bayer commented.
"However, I have maintained my own purity until now. Although I am tolerant, I don't want my color to be mixed with some weird things. But if there is something worthy of my appreciation, please dye it for me.
As for color, I think I can accept it happily."
Bayer looked at White in surprise.
"I don't know you. This is our first time communicating with each other. But it's very good. I regret why I didn't contact humans earlier. Although your kind have mixed praise and criticism for you, it allows me to see you when I wake up.
Something that makes me happy."
"This is wrong..." Bayer was speechless, not knowing what to say.
"Your idea has the value of being inscribed on me. I judge so. So, human being, what is your answer?"
Bayer felt an emotion of expectation from the original white.
How could such a thing exist?
What awaits it next is the inhuman transformation!
But even though it knew this, it remained indifferent and even looked forward to it!
Even, seems to be encouraging him?!
"good."
But in the end, Bayer agreed to the expectations from the original white.
The final phase of the Divine Weapon Plan has begun.
…
"Did you see it? This is the highest masterpiece of our Irma Empire, which has been made possible by the efforts of the whole country!"
Listening to the cheers and applause around him, and looking at the tall figure wearing pure white armor on the high platform with a silver cloak swaying behind him, Bayer clapped his hands, feeling also faintly excited in his heart.
This is also the peak of his life.
Can such an answer meet the expectations of this pure white knight?
With the expectations of countless people, the pure white knight sets off to the battlefield.
It saved the country in times of crisis, swept across the battlefield with its pure appearance, and won incredible battles one after another. People all over the country have infinite respect and admiration for it.
The country, which had been shrouded in gloom due to the massive consumption of resources by war and Operation Light, seemed to have been reborn.
But looking back, when Bayer picked up the Tinder plan that had been neglected for a long time, he found that the plan had been stagnant for many years.
Even when he suggested that he should revive this plan, he encountered considerable resistance.
The divine soldiers are like gods descending to earth, and they seem to have no reason to continue the Fire Plan.
Fang Tianmu was absent for a long time during that period, which caused the Imam Empire to have unwanted thoughts.
Against all odds, he restarted the Tinder Project with a group of close associates.
It's not that he doesn't have confidence in the magic weapon, or that he has no doubts about the so-called irreversible end of the world. It's just that every time he thinks of Fang Tianmu's words and eyes, uneasiness will engulf his heart.
Soon after, Fang Tianmu came back.
It seemed that he had been busy doing something, and when he came back, Bayer rarely felt a trace of fatigue from him.
However, Fang Tianmu's return brings more pressure to Bayer than this.
"I heard, you really did it, made that thing real." Fang Tianmu clapped his hands and congratulated.
"..."
"Well, it just so happens that you haven't had any wars recently. It's not good for such a magical weapon to be covered in dust. Lend me a while."