Gundam SEED’s Final Destination

Time flies by~

In a blink of an eye, we came to ce - 1971.

On January 15, fighting on the Tropic of Cancer front in the Pacific intensified, and zaft attacked the Kaohsiung Spaceport in the Asian Republic.

At the same time, Noel was quite comfortable in the Cruze team——

On January 20, in Heliopolis, the GAT-X series and new warships secretly left the factory.

January 21st.

Noel walked into Kruse's office...

"Are you looking for me?" Noel walked into Kruse's office and poured himself a cup of tea without anyone noticing.

"You don't seem to have done anything special recently?" Kruse is not annoyed by this, or he is used to Noel's style of doing things.

"Who said that? I'm a part-time mecha repairer! There's a lot going on!" Noel quickly defended himself after hearing this.

"Really?" Cruze looked at Noel up and down.

"Of course!" Noel replied without blinking.

In fact, Noel's stay was quite comfortable during this period.

The Kruse team has a detached status and basically only performs special tasks.

As for special tasks, we must send out elites ~ red clothes! That is Aslan and the others.

With the red clothes in front, naturally no one will care about Noel, the little green guy. He can just go out and hang out for a while, and just stay back for a little while for fighting or something like that.

At other times, because he has a very good relationship with Cruze, Aslan and others, it is difficult for others to order him to do things.

Yitzhak really wanted to use Noel, but Noel was very stupid and chose to work part-time in mecha maintenance. After all, he had been in the mecha maintenance class for so long... for such a period of time.

He is also a person with a file record!

After going back and forth, Noel inexplicably became an idle member of the Kruse team, and his life was not very comfortable.

"Really, but the mecha maintenance worker's salary may not be enough to continue to pay for your medicine." As the captain, Kruse naturally saw what Noel did.

And other members have more or less told themselves that Noel's presence has somewhat affected the mentality of other team members.

"Well...don't I still have an MS to drive?" Noel's expression changed slightly, and he quickly defended himself.

"Really? But you have no record of playing in the last few times." Kruse continued to ask.

"Well, isn't it because there are too many things to do in mecha maintenance?" Noel replied.

"Then your salary this month will be calculated as the salary for mecha maintenance." Kruse continued.

"No, no, no, we'll still calculate it based on ms."

Noel was anxious. It didn't matter if others lost a month's salary. If he lost his salary, he might be out of work.

Because he graduated from the Zaft Military Academy, Plant acquiesced that he was an adult and had the ability to take responsibility on his own, so now he not only has to repay the debts he owed in the early stage, but also has to bear the cost of purchasing medicines in the future.

And the prices of these two things are...a little bit high.

Because he is an MS driver, his current salary is barely enough to cover, and he basically loses it as soon as he gets it.

"Haha, you should have experienced the feeling of taking myrrh in private." Although Kruse said it in a question, the words were full of certainty.

Noel's expression slightly condensed when he heard this. As a boy full of curiosity, he must have experienced the feeling of dying.

After all, you can only save money when you can't earn it, and Noel always felt that Kruse was exaggerating the side effects of the medicine, and he didn't quite believe it.

So when he was studying at Zaft Military Academy, he once delayed taking medicine for about half a day.

As a result... Noel finally knew what hellish torture was.

First, my whole body felt unbearably itchy, even my scalp was itchy, and then my whole body felt sore and numb, as if every muscle was tense.

After the two interacted for a period of time, I felt severe pain and dizziness all over my body. My brain thoughts froze, and there was only one consciousness in my mind, which was to find the potion.

But the thought had only occurred for half a quarter of an hour, and soon he became paralyzed, unable to feel his limbs, as if his spine had been interrupted, but the pain and various itchings were still there.

He could only lie on the ground and wail silently, but fortunately, after this situation lasted for about a few minutes, he could barely regain control of his limbs, and he was able to grit his teeth and put the medicine that was close at hand into his mouth.

After that incident, Noel began to carry multiple copies of the medicine with him to ensure that there would be no myrrh.

"I have a task here that I want to give you. As long as you can complete this task, I will give you an extra month of potions."

Kruse looked at Noel's gradually solidified expression and laughed silently. Sure enough, this guy had experienced it in private.

But that’s fine, I’m too lazy to waste my words.

If Noel doesn't go through, this deal will be really troublesome.

"Give me an extra month's worth of potions?"

Noel couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he heard this. According to the experience information from the Plant Research Institute, he can reduce the dosage of medicine as long as he takes the medicine for about a year, and can return to normal in at most two years.

An extra month's worth of potions is already a lot.

"Want to give it a try?" Kruse continued to ask.

"Can you tell me what the mission is?"

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Noel really can't bear the torture. The euthanasia that Kruse said is really not excessive at all.

And an extra month of medicine, that is to say... what is the difference between this and getting a month of medicine?

"I have received accurate information. The Earth Alliance seems to be working on a very good little toy. I need you to go over and confirm it." Kruse explained.

"That's it?" Noel was stunned. I thought it was something serious.

"That's it, it's very simple, isn't it." Kruse smiled.

"Are you sure you didn't lie to me? Are you really just confirming the information?" Noel didn't believe it. It sounded too simple.

It can even be said to be too simple.

"When did I lie to you?" Cruze asked, spreading his hands.

"Uh... Okay! I'll take it!"

Noel thought about it carefully and this was really the case. Kruse's credibility was quite worthy of recognition. At least after being together for so long, this guy hadn't lied to him yet.

"Then tomorrow you take the shuttle directly to Orb's Heliopolis colonial satellite. Someone will pick you up when you arrive." Kruse said and handed over a chip reading device.

"Uh-huh!?"

"Go to Orb's colonial satellite!?"

ce-7 November 22——

The vast universe often gives people a mysterious color, with endless darkness dotted with diamond-like stars.

A shuttle dragged its long tail through the darkness.

"Mom, look at that, it's so beautiful~~"

"Do you like it?"

"Um!"

"Haha, as long as you like it."

"Finally escaped that horrible place."

"I heard that Kaohsiung is about to be captured by Zaft?"

"Isn't that right? The Earth Alliance is so arrogant?"

"I don't think it's possible either. After all, the Earth Alliance is not a vegetarian."

"But the Zaft army is indeed very strong. Kaohsiung may not be able to hold on for long."

"Probably not."

"Forget it, what are you talking about? It has nothing to do with us anyway."

"That's right. We are a neutral country. The zaft can't come and start a war with us."

"By the way, speaking of, did you see the concert that day?"

"What concert?"

"Singer Lux, that figure, that appearance, that singing voice, wow! It's amazing!"

"Brother, if you want to talk about this, I won't be sleepy anymore!"

"······"

Inside the shuttle, countless well-dressed men and women discussed various national events. The first one to bear the brunt was naturally the conflict between Zaft and the Earth Alliance.

And if you observe carefully, you will find that when they talk about the war between the two sides, their faces are not at all strange or worried, but more of a kind of indifference.

Soon, amidst people's chatter, the shuttle quickly arrived at its destination - the Heliopolis colonial satellite of the neutral country Orb.

"clatter"

Ten minutes later, outside the airport in Heliopolis.

A young man carrying a satchel and wearing black plain clothes stood on the street, looking at the city with a bitter look on his face.

The person who came was none other than Noel Cassia.