Chapter 45: Angel Tries to Clean Up Her Act

"That means it will take another five years for the Titan BT72 to achieve mass production and promotion?"

At the executor meeting after the battle, the executors had different reactions to the time limit proposed by Cocolia. Generally, the conservatives seemed somewhat relieved, while the radicals frowned.

"Ideally, yes. A mecha with such superior performance and intelligence, coupled with a qualified pilot, can easily suppress an A-class Valkyrie head-on. You don't think all technical difficulties have been completely overcome, do you? I'm not that capable."

Cocolia held the reluctant Sin in her arms, caressing her from time to time, with a slightly tired look, and continued slowly:

"I need five years to refine the mass production technology of the BT72, train pilots, and research supporting tactics. After completing these tasks, I will naturally provide this power to you as needed."

As for five years later, when the plot begins to run wild, whether it will be used or not will naturally be explained.

Cocolia lowered her eyes, pinched Sin's white and tender face that was swollen from unhappiness, and showed a gentle smile.

"It makes sense," Einstein said calmly.

The other executors nodded in agreement.

Most of the executors were pondering Cocolia's meaningful "as needed." What does it mean? It likely means whoever can offer more benefits to Cocolia!

The capable get enough resources, and the executors had no objection to this rule. Besides, the phrase "frontal suppression of A-rank Valkyries" really hit the executors' pain points. For them, the most life-threatening issue wasn't the Honkai, but those A-rank Valkyries who could break through the Titan Legion's interception—the decapitation tactics of Shicksal had frightened them for too long.

At this point, probably only Einstein and Tesla, who are in the North American headquarters, master a large amount of war technology, and can summon the leader at any time, are exceptions.

So, after seeing their colleagues' reactions, the executors felt the pressure of competition and began planning how to please Cocolia first.

"Let's go if there's nothing else. I'd rather deal with the aftermath of the war than argue with you guys," Cocolia waved her hand impatiently, boldly showing her authority.

However, most of the executors either coveted the power of Titan BT72 or were afraid of the little girl who solved the Swarm-type Honkai Beast but wasn't mentioned at the meeting. In short, they were all intimidated by Cocolia's power this time, so they had no objections.

Only Tesla suddenly put her whole face close to the screen and said gloomily:

"Wait! You haven't told me what's going on with that girl. Why did she..."

"Dr. Tesla! And Dr. Einstein, if you are free recently, I sincerely invite you two to visit Siberia. I have many important things and hope to have a long talk with you two."

Cocolia directly interrupted Tesla's aggressive questioning and, after extending the invitation, decisively cut off the signal. She could imagine the scene of the irritable Dr. Tesla overturning the table after witnessing the familiar power. Thinking of this, Cocolia couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth happily.

"Mom, you smile so cunningly, like a bad woman!"

"Oh, oh! Mom has never been a good person, don't you know it best, little cutie who's about to be eaten by mom?"

Cocolia said this, squeezing Sin hard into her broad chest, and getting close to the girl's warm body amid her panicked screams.

"Don't bite my face, are you a puppy?"

"(ಡωಡ) hiahiahia! A little cutie like you is born to be eaten by mom! Let's start with the sweet and soft face, you can't escape, hehehe!"

"So annoying!!!"

That day, Rosalia and Lilia, who had just recovered from a serious illness, peeped at the door, hugged each other in fear, and dared not enter the room.

...

Tesla and Einstein arrived much faster than Cocolia had imagined.

On the third day after the war, the Titan Pilots returned to the largest snow mountain base in Siberia for repairs. After Cocolia consoled them, she met these two esteemed seniors in her office.

"…How were the casualties this time?"

Seeing Cocolia returning, Tesla, who wanted to ask directly, suppressed her temper, looked unhappy, and asked with concern.

Cocolia raised her eyebrows, and while asking Sin and Lilia to prepare refreshments, she picked up Rosalia, who looked dazed, and came to her chair, holding Rosalia, and said with a tired face:

"The interception was timely; the Titan Pilot Column performed well, and there were no casualties among us. However, the cold wave still spread to Novosibirsk. Although we carried out disaster relief at the fastest speed, there will probably be a small number of civilians who died from the sudden drop in temperature."

"Well, if you have any needs, you can tell us, and we will try our best to help. And, at least this time... you did a great job."

Tesla crossed her arms, a little unhappy, but still praised sincerely.

Sin and Lilia came back with refreshments soon.

Cocolia asked the two veterans to sit down and, in the dull air, said directly:

"That child is the final result of Joyce's genetic research."

"What did you say!?"

"Don't stare at me like that, it's not me who led it."

Cocolia said with a righteous tone. Tesla slammed the table.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you? Do you think we didn't investigate? Should I ask the leader to confront you in person?!"

"Lord Joyce's genetic research began when the radicals emerged, and it has been going on for decades behind your back. I've only been in Anti-Entropy for ten years and have only been influential for three or four years. Please use your brains. If it weren't for decades of long-term research, could you have created such power?"

Cocolia explained calmly, but Rosalia in her arms was frightened by the sound of slamming the table, which made Cocolia frown while comforting her.

Sin's eyes suddenly became sharp—speaking so loudly to Cocolia in front of her, did they treat her, Sin Mal, as a dead person?

As a pure fighter, Sin began to get restless, but fortunately, Cocolia reached out and held her head, preventing Tesla from being beaten up.

"Dr. Tesla, there are children here, please mind your manners and words. Otherwise, I, as a mother, will be very angry."

Cocolia said lightly and skillfully scratched Rosalia's chin, soon making her forget the shock and giggle.

Tesla's long-accumulated momentum suddenly stuck, like a runaway flamingo being strangled by the neck.

This is the weakness of a good person. Even if they feels justified in questioning loudly, with an innocent and cute little girl next to hee, Tesla had to restrain her expression. After taking a deep breath, she pulled the corner of her mouth apologetically to Rosalia.

Seeing Tesla's momentum falter, Einstein, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke:

"Although much of the investigation points to you, I also understand the power games and risk transfers. The child's ability is too amazing. At first glance, she seems like another Welt. Given your explanation, it makes sense. That must be a power that can only be obtained through long-term research."

The smart Dr. Einstein obviously couldn't have known that it was a power formed after the perfect fusion of a Herrscher of Dominance who invaded the clone of the Herrscher of Reason.

Cocolia nodded, her expression unchanged:

"Whether you believe it or not, I really don't have time to do so many bad things. I just stopped the research that was slow to produce results after taking over, then retained the existing results based on the principles of saving resources and humanitarianism, that's all."

"Joyce is of unimaginable importance to us and the leader. So, I hope you really stopped it."

"If it hadn't stopped, would I dare to expose it to you directly? Well, I believe in your wisdom, and I don't want to talk about this anymore. Can we discuss business now?"

"No, before that, we want to see the child."

Einstein said calmly.

From a rational and logical perspective, Einstein could accept Cocolia's statement. But ultimately, to inform Welt Young and decide on the best course of action, Einstein believed they needed to communicate with the child first.

"I hope you have a good chat with her."

Cocolia, with a look of headache from abundant inside information, muttered and nodded.