Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

In Char's eyes, Lala is the new human that his father talked about.

He is definitely not that madman who indiscriminately slaughters people!

"It must be tough, Major."

Lala spoke gently, revealing a maternal smile that belied her age, and then opened her arms to him.

Overwhelmed by the pressure and complicated emotions, Xia Ya disregarded his male pride and immediately lay down in her arms, holding her tightly.

Only when Lala is by his side can he feel safe and comfortable.

It was as if... this long-lost feeling had only ever been brought to him by his mother, whom he had almost forgotten.

Lala reached out and gently removed his mask. Looking at his peacefully sleeping face, she gently patted Xia's shoulder.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia seemed to wake up. He sat up from Lala's arms and coughed lightly.

"That's all for now, Lala. I might be staying away from home for a while..."

"Major, I've made contact with that 'person'," Lala suddenly said quietly.

Xia's body stiffened abruptly. He looked at Lala and instantly understood who she was referring to.

In an instant, a mix of worry, fear, and a hint of jealousy surged into Xia's heart.

"Don't worry, Major, we just communicated telepathically from a distance," Lala reassured Xia, grasping his hand, though her own face remained etched with worry.

“It’s terrifying, Major. He… that guy who slaughtered hundreds of millions of Zeon people, he’s not even human.”

"Ah, humans are incapable of such evil deeds."

"No, that's not what I meant." Lala shook her head and said seriously.

"Major, you may think that New Humans are amazing beings. But I must tell you, even in the eyes of New Humans, Tsugumi is an incomprehensible and unapproachable monster."

"He really isn't a human being!"

Upon hearing this, Char's first reaction was that it was somewhat absurd—was it not human, but an alien?

But seeing Lala's unusually serious expression, Char also became serious.

"Is he an alien?"

"I don't know..." Lala seemed a little lost. She shook her head and said softly.

"In short, he possesses abilities similar to those of the New Humans, with unimaginably strong mental power and... unwavering resolve."

"The ghosts of Rum would be an extremely stimulating hellish place for any new human, yet he not only exists there with ease, but he can also communicate with and control those ghosts?"

"Major, do you know what this means?"

“Uh…” Xia was speechless. After all, he was not a Newtype yet, and he couldn’t keep up with this kind of eccentric conversation that was unique to Newtypes.

"Major, stay away from him. If possible, absolutely avoid contact with him or offending him," Lala said earnestly.

“I know you're a good man, Major. You didn't participate in the massacre of Loom; you only killed those enemies on the battlefield. So he won't be hostile towards you for that. But if you were his enemy, or did something like that…”

Is he invincible?

Char was somewhat unconvinced; this kind of discussion felt like his parents were talking about a very outstanding student in class.

"Major, what's important isn't his ability to control the mobile suit, but rather his Newtype-like power..."

Lala was unsure how to explain the power of the Newtypes to Char, since concepts like mental strength and sensation were too abstract and difficult to describe.

"In short, Major! If you oppose him, even if he's unarmed, he really has the ability to kill you from a distance!"

Char wanted to refute, but couldn't find the words.

After all, there are too many things that happened in those live streams that are impossible to explain.

Although the propaganda outlets claimed it was some kind of secret weapon of the Federation—Char had seen it with his own eyes, and it was definitely not some kind of weapon!

"Could he be guiding the future of this world?" Xia murmured.

Guided by a madman who would slaughter hundreds of millions of people to relieve his own inner turmoil?

"Major, there's no need to worry about that," Lala shook her head and hugged Xia's cheek to comfort him.

"His undisguised ego reveals no desire for power; he simply acts on impulse and seeks revenge for things that upset him. Actually, he's a little like you..."

"No way!" Char retorted, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

"Whether he defeats Zeon, destroys the Federation, or both, there's no need to worry about what he brings. He won't rule anything; at most, he'll destroy the world into ruins to his liking, then scatter some seeds and leave."

Some might say that even the worst order is better than chaos, but how can a new order be born if the rotten order isn't smashed? Tsurugi is that kind of person. He'll smash the old order he doesn't like, but he has no interest in spreading a new order.

He will leave behind some seeds of change and then let them develop. In other words, if such a person achieves his goal, it may not necessarily be a bad thing for Char.

After all, it has been proven that whether it is Zeon or the Federation, the universe or Earth, the omnipresent gravity has always been pulling in the footsteps of these new humans.

Perhaps only by shattering everything in the world can they, the new humans, have a future of rising up.

"Major, for your safety, you must bring these people into your ranks."

After saying that, Lala suddenly became serious and pulled out a list for Char.

Looking at these lists, Xia Ya raised an eyebrow.

The first one was a boy named Barnard Wiesman, whom Char didn't recognize at all, at least not among the MS pilots. But according to Lara, he would soon be enrolling in the MS Department of the Aviation Academy, which trains MS pilots.

Oh, because this guy came from a bad background, he wasn't from Zum City, so he luckily escaped death.

Besides these, there were a few other people.

Aina Sakhalin, Char actually knows her. She seems to be the daughter of the wealthy and prestigious Sakhalin family. This family is quite well-known in Zeon, after all, they are one of the very few people who are rich and choose to support Zeon.

If I remember correctly, the Sakhalin family owned many properties in Colony Six, Assari, but because they were killed in a terrorist attack in modern times, Gihren confiscated a large portion of their property.

But isn't this a little girl?

Xia continued flipping through the pages, but he barely recognized the remaining people.

But many of them are middle-aged men!

"Lala, why...?"

"To save my life, Major," Lala said earnestly.

"Among that person's likes and dislikes, these are the only people he might show mercy to."

"Even you, Major, don't have this condition, so for their sake and for yours, we must bring them under our command!"

Lala is just like an old mother who worries herself sick over her child.

Changing styles doesn't change anything, it's still all about killing! : 138. Anaheim on the Moon

He didn't know whether Lala was trying to use unconventional hostage tactics to kidnap Tsurugi.

However, he wasn't angry about knowing, as Lala had indeed guessed his thoughts quite well.

Tutu Gionla would not hesitate to take action if someone like Barney got mixed up with a group of Gionla. At most, he would pick Barney out and send him away afterward.

But if you were to single out all of these people...

But Tsurugi does find it quite amusing, and he's even more likely to give the amusing duck a break in a good mood.

And he is currently in the lunar city of Von Braun.

This first permanent lunar city, built in 0027, is the economic and cultural center of the moon. However, for Tsurugi, this place is most famous and has only one unique value.

The headquarters of Anaheim Electronics is located here.

There's a lot to say about Anaheim!

This company, which is said to be the embodiment of the death merchant group in the story, can be said to have been a presence throughout the first hundred years of UC's history.

Anaheim's core ideology was 'to ensure the continuation of the conflict and to sell weapons to all parties involved,' so they did countless things behind the scenes.

For example, they secretly developed the GP series, heavily invested in the AEUG during the Gryps campaign, and also developed a considerable number of mobile suits for the Titans. In fact, the entire battlefield of Gundam Z was actually a weapons test site in Anaheim.

Anaheim's power then expanded immensely, and during the first Neo Zeon War, it began to support proxies everywhere. However, in the end, they were completely abandoned by the Federation because they sold too much to both sides, and were eventually completely replaced 0120 years later.

It's fair to say that such a death-dealing merchant would be a coward who deserves to die a thousand times over in most parts of the world.

But in the Universal Century—it's hard to say about Tsuruga.

The irony is that, although they are called the Death Merchants, it seems that from the One Year War until the rise of Hathaway, almost every protagonist's main machine was obtained from Anaheim.

Although they instigated the war, they did indeed give people the ability to resist the Federation.

After all, considering that the Federation has become a complete cesspool since 0083, it's hard to say how evil the businessman who betrays the cesspool is.

In short, this is a world where everyone is competing to be the worst, a militaristic society, a capitalist mega-corporation, and a group of powerful and aristocratic families.

You won't find a single good person among them, but when it comes to comparing who's the worst, a military-industrial company like Anaheim actually stands out a bit.

However, these are all future prospects for Anaheim. During the One Year War, they were not arms dealers; Anaheim is now merely a company that sells home appliances.

But don't underestimate them just because they sell home appliances. In fact, many military industrial production lines are not much different from civilian ones. Anaheim is already involved in arms sales.

Tsuruga arrived at the lunar city. Unlike Granada, although Von Braun was also visited by the Purple Old Woman, he was not actually controlled by her.

Moreover, following Tsurugi's chaotic actions, the Purple Old Lady decisively withdrew her people from von Braun.

So he leisurely strolled around.

As the first planetary colony built by humankind after leaving the universe, the living environment here is completely different from that of colony satellites and Earth.

As the first ventilation of the morning begins, the first wave of artificial wind gusts out from the sinking pipes, stirring up the almost invisible metallic dust that has settled overnight.

The wind rustles through the perpetually green lunar lawns of Armstrong Place, the tips of the grasses all bending in the same direction, where a smooth black granite monument stands, inscribed with "UC0027, in memory of mankind stepping into a new home."

The wind continued forward, crashing against the tilted, solar-film-covered glass facade of the Anaheim Electronics headquarters building, emitting a soft whimper, before being tamed by deflectors and dispersed into countless gentle streams of air that flowed into the spiderweb-like streets below.

The air here is much better than in the colonies. Although it's still recycled oxygen with added air freshener, at least that irritatingly sweet smell is gone. Three hundred meters above the giant transparent dome, the "sky light" simulation system, with its diffused light, is gradually brightening, transitioning from deep blue to a soft, milky blue, simulating the sky before dawn on Earth.

Tsurue saw some people wearing perfectly tailored handmade earth silk suits, leaning on ebony canes, walking slowly, exuding a retro style.

I also saw workers in the backlit alley, wearing worn-out overalls and with oil stains on their faces, leaning against the cold titanium alloy wall, sipping cheap liquor brewed from synthetic grains.

A city with a clear class division and a huge gap between the rich and the poor.

Capitalism, with its monopolies and giant corporations, while not narrow-minded, is quite cyberpunk.

As Tsuruga was walking and admiring the scenery, a boy of about ten years old broke free from his mother's hand and ran away, bumping into Tsuruga.