MTL - Marshal, Please Calm Down-~ Chapter 189

Chapter

189

“The entrance to the main control system is under the desk.”

"..."

Wu Zimo didn’t know if the entrance was behind the bookshelf or at the desk.

But seeing that with Scott not knowing where to press,

The large desk in the study is automatically folded up.

Then an entrance with a staircase is exposed under the desk.

Looking at the changes in the desk,

There is a feeling of high-tech treasure hunt.

Wu Zimo went down the channel with Scott.

Then a little curious opening asked: "Only the road to the main control system?" If there is only this passage,

What about maintenance?

Not very troublesome?

“No.” Scott shook his head. “This passage is the closest to the main control system and the most convenient one.”

Of course, there is not only one passage to the main control system, just like Wu Zimo thinks.

Can only be entered in Scott's study, those who are responsible for the maintenance of the main control system are not in trouble.

From Scott’s mouth, there are three roads leading to the main control system.

One is normal,

The passage for the researchers to walk, but the various verification applications for that passage are very troublesome.

Wu Zimo is preparing to sneak through the search for the main control system to seek help.

Therefore, it is impossible to go straight to the official passage.

As for the other two,

One is in Scott's study,

The other one is in the central command room.

And the access to the central command room,

Only the squad leader Marshal himself. Even the deputy commander of the Rocca regiment did not have access.

Although Wu Zimo is a legal partner of Scott,

But he also has no authority, so there is only one study room that can bring in the ink.

The passage is small,

Only one person can be allowed to pass.

The ground is a dark yellow ground lamp. Wu Zimo looks at Scott's gray back and listens to his explanation. He has a deeper understanding of the importance of the main control system at the headquarters.

Soon the two walked to the end of the passage. It was a wall that didn't know what metal was cast. Wu Zimo quietly watched Scott open the front wall through the fingerprint pupil and DNA identification.

The smug Wuzi ink, as soon as he stepped over the wall, suddenly opened his eyes, "Great!"

At the same time that Wu Zimo felt that the space was huge, a familiar sound with electronic sound sounded.

[Hey, my goddess came to visit me with my idol, I am so happy! 】

"The main brain?" Compared with Scott's silence, Wu Zimo listened to the familiar voice, and his mouth was a little twitching.

[I am me, idol, we can finally meet face to face, it is so exciting, I feel that my central processor is starting to heat up, to burn! 】

"..." Please, if your CPU is really burning, it will be a big problem!

"The main brain." For the more and more tempting master control system, only the Scott Marshal can suppress it.

The evolution of artificial intelligence in the main control system is getting more and more perfect, which is a good thing for the Tianduan Corps and even the Federation. However, the character of the main control system is too pumping, which makes people very helpless.

[Sorry for my beloved marshal! 】 Although the main brain does not understand that his character is speechless, but it can feel the other party is angry from Scott's voice frequency.

"Cough." In order not to let the main control system continue to challenge their nerves, Wu Zimo decided to open directly.

"We are going to go to the planet of Tikal, I hope to get your help."

[Tilka planet? Oh dear, that planet is very dangerous. Haven't I already told you? 】

"I know, but we have a reason to go."

[Okay, I understand, it is my pleasure to be able to help the goddess and idols, please wait for the idol. 】

Although the master control system awakens intelligence, it does not think too much like humans. When you hear that Wu Zimo needs help, it directly agrees.

The master control system also knows which kind of help is needed by Wu Zimo. After it is finished, a large number of invisible data on the huge instrument display flashes quickly.

Wu Zimo and Scott did not speak, waiting quietly.

After waiting for about 30 minutes, the main control system only opened again.

[Already an idol, this is the core program code that I just separated and copied. It is my subsystem. Although the function is not comprehensive, but on the network, as long as the idol starts it, I will notice it. 】

As the main control system fell, Wu Zimo's light brain received a document, Wu Zimo knows that this is the subsystem separated by the main control system.

"Thank you."

[You are welcome, but idol, this subsystem has a time limit and will be automatically destroyed afterwards. I hope you can understand the idol. 】

Hearing the main control system with a hint of embarrassed tone, Wu Zimo nodded, of course he understood. In front of this, this is the crystallization of the hard work of the elite disciplines of the squadrons. The level of confidentiality is absolutely high.

Wu Zimo originally intended to let the main control system provide help when he invaded the Mora Empire Star Network. Now he actually got a share control system, which has already made Wu Zimo very surprised.

[I wish you a smooth honeymoon trip. Marshal, please protect your idol, I am here waiting for your return. 】

Scott, who has been quietly listening to Wu Zimo’s negotiations with the main control system, saw that the main control system actually told him about it, his eyes flashed. Nod, "I will."

His guide, no need for others to open, Scott will definitely protect.

"Then we are gone, come see you next time."

The main control system is located in some precision instruments, which have extremely high requirements on air temperature. So Wu Zimo and Scott can't stay here for too long.

After getting a subsystem of the main control system, Wu Zimo expressed his satisfaction with the operation and waved goodbye to the main control system.

Wu Zimo's side is ready for this trip. Although Wu Zimo is not clear on Scott's side, his understanding of Scott is definitely a solution.

Although the next day was the departure time, the two were very leisurely. They shared a breakfast with Mrs. Arman and the old marshal in the main fort.

Mrs. Arman didn’t know the plans of Scott and Wu Zimo. They only knew that the children had to go on a honeymoon trip. When they were happy, they took Wuzimo’s careful attention to the place to pay attention when traveling.

On the other side, knowing the old Marshal of Scott's plan, he also took care of Scott's carefulness. The squadron was seated by the old Marshal, and Rocca assisted.

"The thing on the planet of Tilka, if the situation does not allow it, destroy it directly. What is the matter, I will help you."

"Father please rest assured, I will look at the situation."

"Well, still, take care of your wife."

Although Wu Zimo, a young veteran of the young man, did not have much contact, but he was very satisfied with the advance and retreat of the young man who had no idea at the same time. In fact, his wife likes it. The old marshal loves the house and the black, and of course he is satisfied with Wu Zimo.

When answering the right thing, Scott's expression was OK, but when he heard his father, the expression became a bit different.

The old marshal can see contempt from the eyes of his own stinky boy. Of course, Scott will take care of Wu Zimo, and he does not need his father to swear again.

Scott glanced at the old marshal who was mad at his eyebrows and turned to Wu Zimo and Mrs. Arman.

"...this kid! Sure enough, the bigger the less cute!" The old marshal looked at Scott's back, his palms were a little itchy.

I thought how soft it was when my son was still a buns, but when he talked, he would become less and less cute, like a little adult, and like to look at those stupid mortals. Teasing his elders.

"A soft buns, don't you know when Scott's stinky boy gave Laozi a little grandson?"

The old marshal who was squeaky by Scott, who was in sync with Mrs. Alman, remembered the child's problems. However, although Mrs. Arman liked the children, he did not give pressure to Wu Zimo.

Because in her eyes, Wu Zimo, who is only 19 years old this year, is still a child.

So when Scott passed, I saw my own boy's face blushing, and his eyes looked a little surprised at his belly...

Wu Zimo's sight is too strange, and her mother's vision is similar, and her mother's eyes are more with a smile.

Scott walked over to Wu Zimo's side and reached out to put Wu Zimo in his arms. He bowed his head and asked softly in his ear: "What happened to the ink?"

"Cough, nothing, have you finished your business with your father?"

Wu Zimo has just been too dissonant with Mrs. Arman's topic, and his coughing expression is awkward.

"Ok."

Sko nodded and saw that Wu Zimo didn't want to answer. He didn't continue to ask questions. Instead, he talked with Mrs. Arman a few words. In her sly eyes, she left with Wu Zimo.

"Children, time is not early, let's go early, have fun."

"We will be the mother."

Scott and Wu Zimo are the brightest honeymoon trips, and they are the exclusive car of the Marshal Alman.

The Alman Wuzi ink was not the first time to sit, Scott's room he had been to, so there was no change in his face. Although it is still surrounded by people on the battleship, Wu Zimo can feel keenly that the people who watched him this time are different from the last one.

The appearance of the crew on the Alman, Wu Zimo can not all remember, but the breath of Wuzi ink can still remember.

However, the breath he felt on the Alman today is sharper than the last one, with heavy blood. Those people seem to be watching him with curiosity, but Wu Zimo is not inferior to Scott's mental strength. They can always watch the situation around them while seemingly relaxed.

Not intentional, but the habit of their instinct. Of course, those people are well-hidden, and Wu Zimo’s leisurely panic and high spirits reveal differences.

Thinking of the real purpose of this honeymoon trip, Wu Zimo thinks that these people should be specially prepared by Scott.