What? My cheat code is making my own gold coins explode?

Einstein and Tesla had already parted ways in different directions when they disembarked, and did not travel with the men.

After receiving Welt's order, Raiden Ryoma instinctively stood up straight and said "Hi!"

As he passed by, Siegfried and Zhao Si both looked at this loyal second-in-command of the conservative faction. The latter first nodded gently to Zhao Si, then glared fiercely at Siegfried, leaving Siegfried completely bewildered.

"No, did I offend him? Or did I do something to offend him?" Siegfried leaned down and whispered to Zhao Si.

"Perhaps it's something you've offended now, perhaps it's something you'll offend later, perhaps it's something one of your future daughters has offended." Zhao Si tilted his head to the side, dodging Siegfried's attempt to swat someone's head, and then gave an ambiguous answer.

"Now? In the future? Which daughter do I have?"

Siegfried didn't quite understand, but the Kaslana family wouldn't dwell on such a trivial matter; he immediately focused on the enormous, enormous thing he had encountered upon entering the hangar—

"Siegfried, we'll use this one..."

"Woooooo! Alahato! Super robot Alahato! Zhao Si, did you see that? I can pilot a mecha now, yay!"

A white-haired creature, as if possessed, frantically climbed onto the maintenance rack to admire the most authentic Alahato, a 1:1 replica that seemed to have stepped right out of the animation.

Gundam Exia was just a passing fancy; it was "Metal Max: Alahato" and "Magic Sword Machine: Alahato" that truly captured the childhood of Siegfried Kaslana's generation.

"I'm glad you recognize this machine, Siegfried, but unfortunately, in reality, Alahato is just a real-type robot."

As Walter expressed his regret, he unconsciously straightened his chest. The fact that Anti-Entropy's work was recognized by everyone and that there are still fans who love everything about Alahato today makes Walter, as the producer, feel very satisfied.

"Zhao Si, do you know Alahato?"

"I know them, but we're not close."

"Really not familiar with each other?"

"Oh……"

"I haven't watched a single episode. If Lord Walter has the time, could you please tell me about the entire process of making Alahatto?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

That's so easy to understand, Lord Leader of Anti-Entropy.

Zhao Si almost lost his composure, turning his head to the side to rub his face before regaining his usual calm expression.

I was just passing by; I haven't watched a single episode of Alahat.

"My Lord Alliance Leader, is this Alahato really up to the task? Why don't you let me test it before we set off?"

"Pre-departure adjustments are necessary, but don't even think about using Arahatto to challenge Zhao Si's Exusiai. Anti-Entropy's maintenance team doesn't have many replacement parts for Arahatto."

As they were talking, Walter led Zhao Si onto the maintenance rack and brought him to Siegfried's side.

"Alahato, a general-purpose humanoid mech designed by Dr. Tesla, is currently undergoing final adjustments to adapt to the lunar combat environment. The anime that aired back then was created to raise funds for the construction of Alahato."

Walter looked up at Alahatto's dim eyes, rested his hands on the protective frame, and spoke with a nostalgic tone.

Since 1970, in order to realize the extravagant dream of building a giant robot, Alahato Electronics, E·T Studio, two mecha films, and up to today, has contributed this mecha as its first and possibly last contribution to the war for the moon landing.

Although Dr. Tesla was amazed by the Gundam Exia's GN particles, which are forever anti-gravity and can be used in all environments, including land, sea, and air, and even considered whether it could be transplanted into Arahato, time was of the essence, and this project could only be attempted after the Second Honkai Impact ended.

"Ahem, 'Tyrant of the heavens! Behold the sight of shattered stars!' This is my favorite line from the final episode of 'The Magic Sword and the Divine Machine' in Alahato. Just saying it makes my chest pound with excitement!"

Suddenly, Siegfried started reciting famous lines and imitating famous scenes, his left hand gripping the Star of Eden in the air—a true reflection of what happened back then.

Zhao Si scratched his toes a little awkwardly. Of the three, he was the only one who hadn't actually seen this mecha movie. The lines were cool, but ultimately, it lacked a sense of immersion.

[Hehe, host, you were more serious than anyone else when you were shouting "Exia, destroy the target!" in the cockpit.]

Is it awkward? What's awkward about it? I've been calling it that for so many years, what's wrong with me just repeating it?

Zhao Si mentally gave the system the middle finger, and the system returned the gesture without hesitation.

As for Walter Young, he seemed somewhat dazed. He closed his eyes, gently shook his head, and said:

"Alright, let's stop reminiscing about the past and move on to our moon landing program."

As the three of them got off the rack, Walter explained the contents and details of the entire plan to the other two.

After listening, Zhao Si summarized it simply as follows:

Walter Yang: Fighting, not happy.

Zhao Si: Dipped in soybeans, delicious!

Siegfried and Alahato: Collecting lunar soul steel/possibly the remaining corpse of Exusiai/Zhao Si himself, ready to run back to Earth at any time.

The division of labor was clear, Zhao Si had no objections, but Siegfried did:

"Did I drive an Alahato just to run away?"

“Mr. Siegfried, I don’t expect you to know how to pilot an Alahato within seven hours of launch. You’d be better off spending some time saying goodbye to your family. As for mech combat, leave that to the professionals.”

Zhao Si nodded, agreeing with Walter's statement.

Although I'm a beginner myself, I have Veda to help me.

"Indeed, goodbye both of you, I have to go take care of some family matters."

Thinking of his wife and children, Siegfried's tone softened involuntarily. He waved goodbye to the two of them and went to find a secluded place to have a long phone call with his family.

With a time difference of about five hours, it was 4 pm here, but it was only around 11 am that day at the headquarters of Destiny in Europe. Calling would not disturb his wife and daughter's rest.

"Hello? Cecilia, it's me, Siegfried. Is Kiana with you? Quick, quick, let's make a video call, I want to see you."

Zhao Si watched Qi Gefei's departing figure. Only then did he realize that the other man was the only one of the three who was married and had a career, but his usual behavior made it impossible to tell that he was a thirty-year-old man.

As for Zhao Si, a minor who transmigrated into another body, pass; Walter Yang, although he was raised, is currently an old bachelor, pass.

"It's always good to set a few goals before a battle. Let's go, Alliance Leader Walter, don't keep Dr. Tesla waiting."

Following the direction Zhao Si pointed, a lobster doctor, unable to hide his twin ponytails, had no choice but to shyly walk out from the wall.

Zhao Si gave Walter a push from behind, watched the two leave, and then planned to find a quiet place to practice some more. He didn't really want to witness their public display of affection.

"Young man, come with us."

Then, Zhao Si was taken by Einstein to be a spectator.

Ugh! I really don't want to see these mushy in-laws!

Zhao Si obediently followed Einstein.

She has a fixed figure and a youthful appearance, and she (along with Einstein) raised Joachim from childhood to adulthood. Now she is changing into her dress to prepare for her dance.

How wonderful, Tesla is the woman who can become Joachim's mother.

Zhao Si, who was always wearing the Celestial Being combat suit, took off his helmet and, along with Einstein, who was always wearing a simple suit, each leaned against a door frame, quietly watching Tesla, who was dressed in formal attire, walk toward Walter Young.

The record player's speakers played melodious and soothing music, Tchaikovsky's "Waltz of the Flowers," a piece so classic that even Zhao Si, who had no prior experience with such music, knew it.

"Miss Tesla, may I have this dance?"

Joachim knelt on one knee and extended his right hand to Tesla, who gladly accepted it.

The romantic, elegant music that filled the room was perfect for the duet dance that was currently taking place.

"Young man, are you envious?"

Einstein suddenly asked.

"I only feel gratified."

Zhao Si shook his head in reply.

“You’ve only known us for a few days, yet you act like you know a lot about us.”

"Not at all. Anyone with eyes can see who Dr. Tesla favors."

"That's true. Dr. Tesla is usually very easygoing. Even if he wanted to hide his feelings, he couldn't hide his shyness at all."

As Einstein spoke, his mood turned somber.

Zhao Si knew what she was thinking. Two generations of Walter and Tesla could at least accompany Joachim until now, but Joyce, who belonged to her, had already died in 1955.

"Of the founders of Anti-Entropy, only the three of us are still active in this world today."

Einstein suddenly sighed, and she walked over and leaned against the same door frame as Zhao Si.

Now, Einstein must once again witness the departure of a new Walter, and a thirteen-year-old boy, heading to the moon, a journey fraught with peril.

Would this create another pitiful person in the world? Einstein didn't know; at that moment, she was thinking of the boy who had been alone from beginning to end.

The opponent appears in this world like a ghost, with no trace of them, yet every action they take is a battle to eliminate the Honkai, fearless of death.

We should judge by actions, not intentions, especially since he's just a child.

The usually rational Einstein was now somewhat melancholic: if the boy had died, who would grieve for him, who would mourn for him?

"Young man, you have done very well."

Einstein reached out and touched Zhao Si's hair, but when he noticed the latter's body suddenly stiffen, he withdrew his hand, though the affection in his eyes was impossible to hide.

It's that kind of great scientist who, one second lamenting that there are fewer and fewer acquaintances in anti-entropy, the next second gives you a loving pat on the head and a comforting word. Anyone would want to run away in that situation.

Your thinking is so unconventional, Dr. Einstein.

Zhao Si almost lost his composure just now; he really wanted to run away.

"Am I being treated like a child?"

[Host, your body is actually thirteen years old, so what's wrong with accepting treatment befitting this level?]

"You have a point in saying that."

Zhao Si mentally reviewed the information with the system, then said to Einstein:

"It's alright, Dr. Einstein, you can touch it a little longer, I don't mind."

[……? ]

Einstein was stunned, then chuckled and gently stroked Zhao Si's head again, his face showing a tender, loving, and caring expression, just like the Virgin Mary.