The latter imdiately jumped up and stamred to Murphy:
"Sorry, Lord Administrator, I didn’t anticipate that the thing across would move. My mistake put you in unexpected danger, please allow to...
"No need, it’s not necessarily a bad thing, either for you or ."
Murphy waved his hand, not explaining to Mosna what he encountered on the other side, and just handed over the mory core in his hand to the amnesiac sentinel, saying:
"Install it, and you’ll know what happened over the past thousand years. Don’t worry, it’s been purified, those mory data won’t beco subspace pollution carriers."
"Can I refuse?"
As a maintenance sentinel, Mosna looked at the "mysterious" mory core in Murphy’s hand with a suspicious gaze, she said:
"According to Sentinel Code Article 119, Clause 4, arbitrarily modifying one’s components without submitting an application for approval is a serious violation, which might even lead to scrapping if serious consequences occur. I don’t want to..."
"You cannot refuse!"
Murphy interrupted Mosna’s feeble argunt, shoved the mory core into her hand, and said:
"If you don’t install it, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life, and this is an order from the administrator. You ntioned before, until you return to the Sentinel Corps’ ranks, you must follow my instructions. So, install it!
This is not a request."
"Fine."
Mosna shrugged and accepted the mory core, which still glimred with the remnants of the Oga program, knowing she couldn’t install an extra module on her own—especially since the slot was at the back of her head and she couldn’t exactly dismantle her own head to complete the installation.
Therefore, she needed help from her apprentice.
Before the three of them got busy, Murphy asked:
"Now that the subspace rift is sealed, the Beta program components are useless, right? Can I take it away?"
"Why take it away?"
Mosna asked in surprise:
"That thing is extrely heavy, cannot be used as a single-person device, and every activation consus an astonishing amount of energy, only military-grade energy bays barely suffice to charge it."
"But it can seal the subspace rift for a thousand years, aning it can also be used to trap those subspace creatures."
Murphy explained:
"Thinking ahead to my increasingly frequent encounters with these bastards, I believe we should find ans of containnt and restraint more effective than the Oga program. I can’t always go up and fight them myself, can I?
Besides, I have military-grade energy cabins too.
So can I ask you to help modify the effective structure of the Beta device once you’ve handled your current issues? I want to add another special weapon attachnt for subspace operations onto the ’War Marshal Armor’."
"Oh, that’s no problem."
Mosna replied:
"The Beta program module already has an initial design for weaponization, intended for airship blueprints, and only needs so base design modifications to beco a power armor accessory.Luckily, your set of power armor has a uniquely designed multi-spec interface commander array, making resettlent quite convenient during exchange."
"Alright, then I’ll leave it to you."
Murphy nodded, then activated quantum communications to ask Cent Sister:
"When will Cardman City reach the designated landing point?"
"About thirty minutes, Sir Murphy."
Cent Sister replied:
"But the situation at Klim Fortress likely won’t hold for thirty minutes, Winter Wolf Aelius was completely outmatched against Helsun just now, and the God of the North Wind isn’t only facing Helsun as an adversary.The Master of Hunting’s enhancents for Huggesen have increased its strength to the point of overwhelming Gold.If no powerful factors appear, the God of the North Wind’s ending could be extrely dire.Just now, Lady Triss requested I ask you to return there imdiately to oversee the situation...I’ve hidden the matter of your accidental entry into subspace so Lady Triss wouldn’t worry."
"Well done."
Murphy checked the ti on his chanical pocket watch, saying:"How’s the ’War Marshal Armor’ prep?"
"It’s charging hidden rear energy from the energy cabin in Swamp Forbidden Area, it’ll be completed in at most ten minutes. Should I activate its combat mode for you?"Cent Sister spoke with a researcher’s admiration and said:"I have to say, your preparations for this battle exceeded our expectations,"
"Keep charging, no rush for a few minutes."
Murphy said:"After charging completes, send it to the catapult platform,directly launch with containnt jars to Klim Fortress battlefield—I need to hurry over to assess the situation.If things aren’t looking good, I could personally escort Old Su Head through his final journey."
"Got it!"
Cent Sister responded thereafter.
As Murphy walked towards the teleportation pad, the last movable contributors in Base R-9 had also been assembled.More than fifty hairy black or gray werewolves waited there with a mix of trepidation and anticipation for Murphy’s judgnt of their fate, all clad in traveler gear, ard with weapons,a symbol that a not entirely bleak future had already embraced them.
"Your leader Marcus completed the difficult tasks I assigned him, and you shall also erge onto the continent’s stage todayas a source of civilization."
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