Gundam seed: the final destination in the future

"Yitzhak, can you go out for a moment? I have something military to talk to Karl about. "

Karl's disguised appearance was not perfect in the eyes of Kreuzer, a cunning and treacherous anti-world personality, and a little look at it revealed the loopholes in Carl's words.

However, he didn't make it clear directly, but asked Yitzhak to go out for a while, and he wanted to talk to Carl about something.

Yitzhak didn't say anything about this, and just left the lounge.

Carl, who was alone in the room with Kreuzer, was extremely nervous in his heart, and in his own kind of physical battle with the scum, facing Kreuzer was a calf-like existence.

If you're not afraid, it's all a lie.

"Carl, I always had the feeling that you seemed to be hostile and wary of you?"

"Captain Kreuzer, you're joking, everyone is a Zaft soldier, how can I be wary of you! You also know that a person on the battlefield is too much to fight alone, which will lead to nervous tension, and it will inevitably bring his behavior on the battlefield to reality. "

Karl looked at Kreuzer's serious nonsense, and controlled his emotions as much as possible to a normal state, so as not to be seen by Kreuzer when the time came.

And Kreuzer listened to Carl's words, and the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth became even deeper, and such a smile looked so eerie and terrifying in Carl's eyes.

"I thought you were hostile to me, but I thought I was misunderstood, right?"

The words were rhetorical in tone.

You can feel the disbelief in Kreuzer's mouth, but he doesn't directly pick it out.

Karl felt the meaning of Kreuzer's words, but he just nodded in response to the dumbfounded.

"Well, Captain Kreuzer, you misunderstood. "

"Carl, don't you want to know why you are so good at driving the MS, so much stronger than everyone else?"

Suddenly, Kreuzer turned to Karl and said another question, one about Karl himself. After listening to such a question, Carl was also very curious.

After all, according to his current true identity, which is almost clear, his own father is a guy who is paranoid in order to be able to create the strongest and most perfect adjuster.

It is estimated that when I make genetic adjustments for myself, I also have a purpose.,It's impossible to adjust it directly at will.,It's very likely that you're the failure or defective product of that younger brother Kira.。

"Captain Kreuzer, you're joking. I'm just an ordinary first-generation adjuster, and my parents are due to some fertility reasons.

There's no way to adjust me... "

I want to know but I don't want to know in Kreuzer's mouth, this guy will add fuel and vinegar to say something when he has something to do, revealing between the lines that he wants to destroy the world.

Kira was almost fooled by this guy in the first place!

And what he said was something he knew, as well as the information he filled in when he came to PLANT.

"Once a world-renowned doctor of genetics was paranoid about breeding the most perfect adjuster, so he conducted an unprecedented experiment.

And in his experiments, in addition to cultivating the most perfect adjuster, he also made a plan to cultivate the most perfect combat adjuster.

According to his ideals, the most perfect combat tuner can be better suited to combat than anyone else, especially in terms of MS and mech, this tuner has a unique talent and adaptability.

Not even the most perfect adjuster he wanted to cultivate.

Compared to the perfect adjuster he wants to cultivate, the combat adjuster has various shortcomings in addition to the combat aspect.

In the end, there was speculation that he succeeded, and there was speculation that he failed.

Carl, did you say he succeeded or failed?"

When Kreuzer said these words, there was a clear seductive air in his tone, and Carl understood what was going on with a little thought about such a story.

He's probably talking about his crazy and sickly burping daddy, and the most perfect combat-type adjuster in his words is himself?

If that's the case, what does that crazy dad want to do?

"Captain Kreuzer, you're joking, where do I know about this kind of thing? I guess this so-called idea of cultivating a combat adjuster should not be his, it should be a plan proposed by some politicians or military bigwigs.

It's just up to him to do it. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

I don't think this will work out in the end. "

Karl was still not deceived by Kreuzer's words, and directly said what he looked very firm.

Kreuzer looked at Karl's firm tone, a pair of eyes looked at Karl, the corners of his mouth were still with that shallow smile, and there was a reply in his tone that seemed to be awake but not awake.

"Yes, maybe!"

"'Captain Kreuzer, I'm a little too tired from fighting and want to rest.

I'm not here to talk to you. "

Karl, who no longer wanted to continue the conversation with Kreuzer, asked Kreuzer to resign.

Then he didn't wait for Kreuzer's consent, and left the lounge as quickly as possible, and Kreuzer looked at Karl's smile and seemed to show a hint of triumphant smile.

"Carl, are you alright? Why do I feel like your face isn't a good one?"

Yitzhak looked at Karl who walked out of the lounge with a little wrong face, so he stepped forward and asked with concern. Waving his hand at Yitzhak to signal that he was okay, he walked over to his rest room.

Back in the room

Lying quietly on the bed, his mind still recalling this obscure thing that Kreuzer had said.

His subtle words were clearly directed at himself, and he could hear them, telling himself in his heart not to believe Kreuzer's words.

This guy definitely doesn't have any good intentions in his heart, don't be lame by this guy (Nuo Zhao Zhao) at that time.

However, his brain still couldn't help but continue to think about this most perfect combat adjuster, he didn't know why his crazy father did this?

His ambition was to create Kira, the world's most perfect adjuster, and he had already decided that he was going to be the most perfect and strongest adjuster.

Why do you want to do this most perfect combat modifier for what?

Draw a snake then put legs on it?

Have other ambitions in mind?

Or is this the idea of some forces, and they happen to be providing money to their cheap crazy father, forced by financial pressure?

In the end, I had no choice but to agree to such a research experiment and cultivate the world's most perfect combat adjuster suit.

Come to think of it, this is the most reliable result.

"You Lianxiang, what is the real thought in the mind of this madman!".