The shining Shoko Toyokawa

Xia Ya's voice sounded helpless.

"I hope everyone can quit. Let's go back to District 11. Don't you want to form a band? Once I finish the paperwork, I'll go to District 11 and be your manager.

Our goal is to become a commercial band, so let’s work hard.”

This was clearly something everyone had agreed upon from the beginning, but now Su Shi felt as if she was in a different world. "Why, so sudden?"

When Xia Ya, who led everyone, also said that she wanted to return to District 11, Su Shi was shocked to find that

Now, for her, returning to peaceful days was actually a bit "sudden".

Although not much time had passed, she seemed to feel that life as a driver was more 'ordinary and natural'.

The battlefield is such a terrifying place.

“…I’m scared.”

Xia Ya was silent for a long time, then gave an answer that Su Shi had never expected. "I'm afraid that everyone will lose their lives because of my arbitrary behavior, and my family may also be attacked..."

"More importantly, I'm tired. We can't be enemies with superpowers, and we can't prevent war. There's no point in continuing to fight."

"Let's leave the peninsula and the Y Organization. These are not our wars."

Su Shi hesitated for a while. If she wasn't so weak and ignorant, she wouldn't be able to do anything.

I'm afraid she will still try to persuade Xia Ya. Su Shi doesn't lack the subsidies from the Y organization, but along the way, she has seen many cruel and unreasonable things.

So much so that now that I can return to a good life, I still feel a little hesitant.

Su Shi cursed himself for being an idiot and quickly said, "Well, we... have already done our best. Staying any longer and doing unnecessary things will only make people dislike us. I will discuss leaving with Aine and Lenai right now..."

After hanging up the phone, Su Shi sighed deeply.

There was absolutely no way she could stay. Not only her, but no one could stay. Otherwise, no one would be able to leave...

So, she put on a smile, quickly walked towards the pink-haired girl, and hugged her immediately, "Great, Aine, we're going home!"

"Although Aine may have lost her family, she still has me and everyone else. We will definitely become Aine's new family!"

Su Shi hugged Ai Yin, not wanting her to see her complicated expression.

"What should we call our band when we get home?"

"Huh? Xia Ya-san said she's woken up, and she also said she's going to quit the Y organization?"

Based on what Aine knew about Su Shi, she would never leave if Xia Ya didn't leave.

"Yes!" Su Shi tried her best to make her voice sound happier. "Xia Ya-sang also said that she would become our manager after her injury heals."

Aiyin felt that leaving like this was very sudden, but she also knew that she couldn't show any intention of staying.

Not to mention that without them, the region might become chaotic.

Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave anymore.

Conscience may cost them their lives.

If you stay, you will most likely die on the battlefield.

Aiyin suddenly felt that she was a selfish person. Even though she knew these unreasonable things, she still hoped that everyone could stay away from the battlefield.

Yes, Aine was scared.

The enemy will not show any respect to you. Wait until you are ready to fight after you are equipped with MS.

In the attack five days ago, if Xia Ya had not been decisive,

She, Su Shi, Li Xi's friend, and that woman were probably killed in the explosion.

When Xia fell, she thought—

I have already lost her...

That feeling made Aine despair.

She never wants to experience this again in her life.

…………

Leaving the peninsula and leaving the Y organization was passed almost unanimously.

Lixi and Xiaodeng also looked very happy.

Only the ignorant little Lenai asked, "Will I be unable to pilot a mobile suit in the future?"

Looking at this innocent girl, the others made up their minds to leave the battlefield and leave the Y organization.

Otherwise, sooner or later, such children will be left on the battlefield forever.

…………

"You can return to Japan and live a normal life, but if you want to go abroad, especially to 'Barat' or Omo, you must apply in advance,"

A few days later, Naomi Misora ​​arrived at the peninsula, and the pilots gathered together in the hospital. They had handed over the patrol mission to the pilots from Sevilla.

With the mediation of President Vladimir, the equipment was also sold to Serbia.

Not long after Xia Ya woke up, Chu Hua came to see her.

Chu Hua was very happy to learn that they, especially Xia Ya, were leaving the battlefield.

After that, I stayed with Xia Ya for two more days. Finally, I received a call from the "client" and left reluctantly.

"Xia Ya-san, if you have any difficulties, please contact me!"

Her expression, like a kindergarten student saying goodbye to her favorite cat at home on her first day of school, made Xia Ya feel a little amused.

"As for the performance and parameters of the machine, you cannot disclose them even if the District 11 government asks."

Former FBL Miss Naomi Misora ​​is as serious as ever.

"Like I said before, if I said I would guarantee your privacy rights, I don't think you would believe it. If you have no objections, sign the confidentiality agreement and I can arrange for you to return to District 11."

"Are you just going to let us go like this?" Su Shi was a little bit unbelievable.

Naomi Misora ​​took out the jammer from her coat and turned it on. She looked around at the pilots, and finally stopped her gaze on Xiao Deng's face and said, "The big guys are afraid of you."

Chapter 117: The Repeated Trolley Problem

"Afraid of us?"

Deng said in disbelief: "We won't do anything bad!"

The ward fell into silence. After a long moment, the black-haired woman lowered her head slightly.

"'Bad' and 'good' often require perspective. From their perspective, you are likely to do 'bad things'."

"And Gundams, especially those piloted by new humans and equipped with psychoframes, are terrifying to all rational people."

"Now, Gundam, and even the underlying system of ordinary MS, is an unknown black box to us.

The way they appear is beyond everyone's understanding.

Even in developed countries like the Southern Dynasty and Area 11, a large number of emerging religious groups have emerged, worshipping MS as messengers of gods or even the gods themselves.

This phenomenon is even more serious in underdeveloped areas. There was an African auto mechanic who discovered Zaku and claimed to be a messenger of God. He unified the surrounding tribes and ruled over tens of thousands of people at his peak.

In the end, because it violated Gaul's local interests, it was destroyed by a Zaku team sent over...

Not only are you drivers who cannot be ignored, but your political influence is greater than you can imagine.

After returning to District 11, remember not to reveal any political leanings, otherwise you will never be able to rest in peace. Every day there will be ambitious people and lunatics who want to take advantage of you..."

Naomi Misora ​​talked a lot with the young pilot. Perhaps because they were about to part, she spoke so much for the first time.

Finally, she asked the others to leave first and stayed to talk with Xia Ya.

"Have you decided?"

She took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, then sat down next to Xia Ya.

Xia Ya, who is not a new human, naturally cannot understand what others think.

Perhaps, Naomi Misora ​​came to kill her.

"Um,"

Xia Ya nodded as a response.

Naomi Misora ​​stared at her for a long time, as if she wanted to see through her.

"I can't believe you'll give up. The bigwigs above also think so. You're in danger now."

Her words had two meanings. One was that Xia Ya was now in danger of being dealt with by people sent by the big guys. The other was that Xia Ya was very dangerous - to those big guys.

"so what?"

Xia Ya put both hands in the quilt.

"Do they need me to make some kind of 'safety statement' or take some concrete action before they can feel at ease?"

"They can no longer rest assured," Naomi Misora ​​shook her head. "The nuclear bomb on the plane exploded three minutes earlier, but it still caused tens of thousands of casualties. The direct and indirect economic losses are incalculable.

The Zaku on the freighter was just a feint. No one could carry a nuclear warhead weighing hundreds of kilograms to the airport without being discovered. My former colleagues suspected that

When a passenger plane flies to the Middle East, it is attacked by a plane like the Yasima or Ankhsha, with a nuclear bomb installed under its belly.

This is not technically difficult, and there are even several general installation plans.

America's combat readiness level has now been raised to its highest level since the Cold War. Any passenger plane flying to a major city in the country may be secretly equipped with a nuclear bomb.

With a bang, tens of millions of people may go to see God...

The world is extremely unstable right now, and perhaps we need your help... or more precisely, the help of that artificial intelligence."

"Jian, is the war about to start?"

Xia Ya did not deny or agree, but asked another question.

"If they believe that the other side no longer has nuclear weapons, they will definitely start a war." Misora ​​Naomi answered quickly. It was obvious that she knew the nature of the people of Ji'an very well.

"If a war really breaks out this time, it will probably be more brutal than all the previous Middle East wars combined. The people of Ji'an have lost all their rationality."

"So, Miss Misora, or rather, the big man behind you, which side are you on?"

Misora ​​Naomi sighed and said slowly, "They don't want America to be dragged into this war, but they won't let Ji'an perish either. The best way is to find a scapegoat, claim responsibility for the attack, and let the people of Ji'an vent their anger."

Xia Ya looked straight at Misora ​​Naomi, as if asking; What exactly do you mean?

It sounds like there's nothing wrong with taking the blame for world peace.

If Xia Ya was alone, she might think this was a good idea.

But now there are too many people involved, and this option can no longer be considered.

"I mean, it would be great if Ave Mujica, because of his busy work, is saving the world somewhere else and doesn't have time to pay attention to the Middle East."

Misora ​​Naomi looked at Xia Ya calmly, "Xia Ya, do you think the heroes who founded the empire in ancient times were right or wrong?

The so-called empire must be a country with a vast territory and multiple ethnic groups.

When a powerful ruler conquers the empire, a large number of soldiers will inevitably die in the war, and foreigners will be enslaved or even killed.

But in the long run, the multi-ethnic empire directly avoided the continuous attacks between different races in the next hundred years, or even longer.

In the end, the number of people who died during the founding of the empire was insignificant compared to the number of people who died in the long-term conflict among many ethnic groups."

Xia Ya did not answer this question. She thought for less than half a second before asking Misora ​​Naomi a question in return.

"If you were at a three-way intersection on the railway, and a train was coming at full speed, and there were five people tied up on the side of the road where it was heading, and the train was about to run over them,

Suddenly you find that there is a track-changing device in front of you. As long as you operate the device to change the track, you can save the five people.

But on the other track, there was a person tied up.

If you change course, he will die.

In this situation, what would you choose? "

"..." Naomi Misora ​​was silent for a moment, then answered honestly, "I would choose to change course and save the most people."

"Okay," Xia Ya nodded and continued, "You saved five people, but the next moment, another train came.

The five people you saved were tied to the tracks again, but this time, they were not tied to one side, but three on one side and two on the other. Which side will you choose to save this time?"

Misora ​​Naomi was not stupid, she understood what Xia Ya meant.

If she answered the side that wanted to save the three people this time, then the three people who survived would be tied to the track next time, one on each side and two on the other...