Opinions of the Herrscher of Dominance

"Huh~~"

"Sizzle~~"

"Ah, good tea."

In the deep mountain base covered in snow, Cocolia sat in front of a glass viewing window overlooking the sky, legs crossed, facing several floating projection windows lazily.

"Cocolia, why are you suddenly diverting a lot of resources to the Titan transformation and production line? You know that the core R&D force is actually Dr. Einstein and Dr. Tesla. Researching Titans is simply missing the point. We should allocate our main resources to biological and quantum technology, where the conservatives are weak!"

"Then, under the premise that conservatives are unwilling to share the core technology, should we continue to use the blood of countless soldiers to make up for the defects of our Titan models being outdated and in scarce production?"

"That is a necessary sacrifice! We don't have the basic data and core technology of Titans. Trying to improve from the root is not worth the loss; we might as well continue to trade resources and quantum technology with the conservatives! Besides, we are still an organization. If we encounter a crisis that requires a large-scale mecha army, the leader and the conservatives will not remain indifferent!"

"Everyone has their own reasons. In the past, because many resources were in your hands and we had the same general direction, I compromised... But enough! Several executors, I have an idea. How about we all be in harmony?"

Cocolia blew on the tea and said casually.

At this time, a little head popped out from the door of the lounge. The strange little girl, with one blue and one gold eye, and fluffy short hair that was half pink and half purple, had a carefree smile on her delicate face and said in surprise:

"Mom, you are here...Ah, are you in a meeting?"

"Oh, it's Sin! It's nothing serious, come here, come to mom."

Cocolia's eyes lit up, and she waved to Sin Maer, showing that she obviously cared more about her daughter than chatting with the old men.

Sin blinked, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her strangely charming eyes, but she finally walked towards Cocolia with a smile.

"Oh, my lovely baby girl, you are the cutest in the world today! Come, lie on mom's lap, so good~~"

Cocolia let Sin lie down, resting her head on her thighs. She stroked the little girl's extremely soft hair, her face full of love and pampering. Sin blinked and involuntarily shrank her neck, her little face soon turning red.

Since returning from the front-line base a few days ago, Sin found that her Mother Cocolia seemed to have changed a lot. At first, she was suspicious, but later from various details and conversations, she didn't find anything wrong, so she just thought that her mother might have figured something out.

"Mom, don't be like this, you are still in a meeting..."

Sin puffed up her face and showed a disapproving expression. However, she didn't get up and even moved her head meekly under Cocolia's palm.

'Mother Cocolia... has become a little strange, but it seems to be pretty good.'

Sin narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth lifting in comfort and happiness. Although Cocolia in the past was also very good to them, it was far less intimate than now; and the current Cocolia was more in line with Sin's yearning for the word mother.

Of course, it doesn't mean that she hate the previous Cocolia...

Anyway...

Forget it, why think so much, it's comfortable now.

Sin rubbed Cocolia's thigh. In the comfortable environment, she felt a little sleepy.

Cocolia couldn't stop playing with her "daughter's face and hair, then looked up and sighed to the gloomy old men on the screen:

"Alas! You know, in the years of competition, especially after the Nagazora City incident, I deeply realized a fact."

"That is, after excluding the leader whose whereabouts are unknown and whose life and death are uncertain, the top combat power in my hands is actually far above the conservatives. But why are we still constrained by the conservatives? Isn't it because of the autonomy of the Titan Corps' production expansion!"

"Biotechnology and quantum technology can bring power, but at least at present, the real core power is still Titan. Without the initiative of Titan, we will never think of truly overwhelming those stubborn conservatives!"

Of course, the powerful Titan developed at all costs will eventually become Angel's puppets. There is no need to be too clear about such trivial matters with her "good comrades" in front of her.

Several executors were silent for a while because they knew what Cocolia said was true. The radicals had indeed surpassed the conservatives in terms of funds, resources, and even numbers, but if the battle really started, the conservatives who controlled the Titan Corps would be the most vocal.

"What you said is also a commonplace issue, but this time the hand is so big, can we understand that... the research in quantum and biology is not going well?"

"Please use your brains, adults, think about it. If there was a way to get power beyond the Titans on other tracks, would Schicksal be wasting time? Wouldn't they have crushed us Anti-Entropy long ago? It is because the power of the Titan Corps is basically unsolvable that Anti-Entropy has the room to divide into two factions and argue with each other!"

Cocolia thought about the power of Ninti's Shinra Tensei flattening the mountains, and remembered a certain Golden Saint Dudu with a more buggy appearance, but she still boasted about the power of the Titans without changing her expression.

For the core interests of Angel, bragging and telling some nonsense is not shameful.

Several executors' faces changed slightly because of Cocolia's overly straightforward words, but they still maintained restraint. However, they still agreed with Cocolia's points. After all, in their eyes, Anti-Entropy relied on the Titan Legion to fight against Schicksal. So, they chose to continue focusing on the current problem.

"Are you sure we want to switch back to the mecha technology that the conservatives have been operating for a long time? Can it succeed?"

"At least it is more promising than the castles in the air quantum technology and biotechnology. After all, we have ready-made samples and a large number of technicians, and we can even poach people from the conservatives. Yes, we don't have Dr. Einstein and Dr. Tesla, but we have money and resources, and scientific research is largely a matter of money and resources."

"Too idealistic. Not to mention the huge amount of resources previously invested in the fields of quantum and biology; are they just going to go to waste?"

"First of all, I didn't say we should give up research in other fields. I just adjusted the general direction of resource allocation based on the reality of serious imbalance between input and output. Secondly, I didn't say we should surpass the conservatives in the research of Titan mechas. That's not realistic at all. What I want is just basic independent production and transformation capabilities!"

Cocolia said patiently.

Finally, the attitudes of several reformist executors loosened. They accepted Cocolia's argument that the plan was not sudden, but based on reason. Allocating resources to areas more likely to produce results was sensible. The goal setting was also realistic. It was not to surpass but to close the distance, which was not a fantasy.

"Everyone, as long as we can master a certain scale of the Titan power, and then rely on other advantages, it will be no problem to completely overwhelm the conservatives. I think my decision is correct. Do you have anything else to say?"

"I can understand your decision, but it is too sudden and aggressive. Unless we see certain results, otherwise... we will not give you too much support."

"When have you not been like this? I'm used to it! However, since you don't support me, then in order to support scientific research, please turn a blind eye to some of the actions I will take next. Don't question me all the time. I have to do business and I'm very busy!"

"Humph! You don't need to emphasize this, Cocolia."

The video conference ended there.

Cocolia put down the cold tea and picked up Sin, who was a little absent-minded and tired.

Rubbing, rubbing, kissing.

"Mom!"

"What's wrong? I raised you up, and you're so tired today. Why can't I pamper you?"

"You...I...Ah!!"

Sin was annoyed in Cocolia's arms but didn't resist her closeness.

'It's not that I don't like mom to kiss me... it's just that mom is an ordinary person, her body is too weak, and I don't want her to get hurt! Yes, that's it!'

Sin pouted and found a reason to make herself less embarrassed.

Cocolia pinched Sin's cheek and complained aggrievedly:

"My dear daughter, you don't know how annoying those old guys are. They call themselves radicals, but they are more timid and stubborn than the conservatives. Sometimes I really want to dismiss them all so that they don't jump out and complain to me from time to time!"

"Then I'll kill them!"

"Don't give me that! I still need all the resources they have. Besides... at least investigate first. We are not terrorists. We can't fight and kill at every turn!"

"What a trouble! Mom is so nagging!"

Sin said with disgust, but reached out to touch the top of Cocolia's head, trying to comfort her clumsily. Cocolia rolled her eyes, laughed, and then said to Sin's face:

"Hey, if you really want to help your mother, repeat what I say now - I like Mother Cocolia the most!"

"...No!"

"Huh? Why?"

"No! Too childish, I'm not a child anymore. Go find those two idiots Rosalia and Lilia!"

"Too much! I love you in vain. I won't give you afternoon tea and small cakes today!"

Cocolia puffed up her cheeks and poked Sin's face unwillingly.

Although she is a married woman over 30 years old, Cocolia has a delicate face like a 20-year-old girl, a mature and charming devil figure and a childish expression, which makes her look particularly cute.

At least Sin, who sat obediently in her arms, didn't feel disgusted at all.