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The Theft of the Rimet Cup

The Theft of the Rimet Cup

Part 8: Non-violent Cooperation



Someone leaves immediately like a player given the red card, while the other chooses a way that's more imperceptible.
In a corner where nobody cares, Melania closes the door to the electric switch box gently. In her hand is a fuse that has just been replaced.
Melania: All the fuses were changed recently.
Melania: I'm guessing the head of security here is a pretty tough nut to crack.
Melania: But unfortunately, too much attention to the Guidance on Security will probably lead to carelessness in other areas.
Melania: Transferring all the human security staff and relying solely on the patrol and precaution of robots ... The consequence is a 30-second blind spot in the monitored areas every 4 hours 13 minutes and 2 seconds.
Ms. Acey: That gives you the chance to change the fuse here.
Melania: That's right, Ms. Acey!
Melania: I will prove the ineffectiveness of the Guidance on Security in person and start the show at just the right moment!
Melania: Then, our next plan is ...
Melania: ... to meet up with all the security robots.
She checks the fuses in the electric switch box again, then closes the door of the monitor room carefully.
In the spacious exhibition hall, a common girl is wandering through the crowd.
She "accidentally" bumps into the security robots again and again, like a careless visitor.
Security Robot: Suspicious invader detected. Locating ...
Melania: Phew! The last one ...

Melania: Um? You seem a bit smarter than the other robots.
Security Robot: Locating failed. Initiate Programme II, Pushpin Glue Gun.
Melania: Oops!
Melania: No noise. I have to be quick. Watch out for its detectors!


COMBAT

Once again, Melania dodges the detectors of the security robot and waits on its path.
Melania: Eroj Exchange!
In a burst of light, the bullets hidden in the barrels of the security robot suddenly appear in Ms. Acey's stomach.
As a fair exchange, the bullets tailored by Melania are now in their barrels.
Security Robot: ...?
Ms. Acey: Look out.
The handbag spits out a steel core ammo that originally belonged to the robot. Her tone is serious. It seems she is wary of the robot in front of her.
Melania: Tut-tut!
Melania: It's not tear gas or electrode bug spray. These robots are actually using real military ammunition.
Melania: This violates the Guidance on Security that has been strictly followed all the time.
Melania: Is Mr. Iverson actually new at security?
Melania: Heh heh, no, no way. The only possible reason is that he's unscrupulous.
Ms. Acey: For his “security announcement.”
Melania: Humph. I know their slogan, "New Humans' Promise: The Rimet Cup will be absolutely secure."
Melania: Everyone's happy to accept the hyperbole ...
Melania: ... and believes it to be true.
Ms. Acey: Heh.
Melania looks at the clock on the wall. It's 1 hour and 15 minutes to closing.
Melania: We need to hurry.
The widest vent is usually located in the restroom.
They are connected to the ceilings of other rooms, often regarded as hidden roads.
Melania struggles to move in the ventilating ducts, trying her best to avoid the dust and debris around her.
Melania: Turn 45 degrees left and move 13 steps farther …
Melania: The core device of the ventilation system is located in the third room, on the left side of the exhibition hall.
Melania: There's no necessary living conditions and lighting.
Melania: Normally, no one will be there.
Melania: I will have plenty of time to adjust the airflow.
The world inside the ventilation ducts falls silent.
Melania can clearly hear the sound of crawling that she deliberately keeps down.
And the closer to the target, the stronger ...
... the pungent odor from far to near.
Ms. Acey: Hmm?
Melania: It smells strange ... like the sour flame wine that's over fermented.
BANG!
A face coated in colourful bubble water appears abruptly around the corner of the vent.
Melania: Haahh!!
Diggers: There you are!
Melania: You are ...
Melania: What's going on? There's actually an ambush here!
Diggers: Boohoo! puking It hurts all over, but is this my revery? Or, really, heaven?
Diggers: I can't tell. Could it be a form of art created by the subtle sense of danger I'm feeling right now and the dirty air?!
Diggers: Come to me. Come to me! You are my Muse!
Melania: Ugh, oh! Hey, let me go! Let go!
Melania: Damn! Did I just bump into a human security staff who got fired and went crazy?
Melania: Alright. I'll just think of it as an unexpected additional exam question.
Melania: Try this! The ground grappling that Father used to teach me!
Diggers: Whoa! Inspiration. My inspiration never lasts long ...
Diggers: Hiss, ahh! I've never experienced such vivid pain from the revery.
Melania: Hm? Still holding on?! One more time!
Diggers: Oh!
Melania: Whew!
The war swiftly ends with Diggers's crushing defeat.
Melania: Whew! Finally, it's all settled.
Diggers: This ... this is not revery. This is a terrorist attack!
Diggers: Cunning ... cunning action, shameful violence!
Diggers: Iverson, you set an ambush here? You crazy addict of imprisonment and war! I must blow your cover!
Melania: Hmm?
Melania: Are you not one of them?!
Diggers: Of course not!
Melania: Ahem. Sorry …
Diggers: Stay ... stay away from me!
Diggers: You must be the demon that Iverson summoned! You are more horrific than those robots!
Melania: If I say it's all a misunderstanding, could ... would you understand?
Diggers: Huuhh! What do you think?
Ms. Acey: A little reckless.
Melania: Ms. Acey, I know, I'm too nervous ...
Melania: In no way is there any possibility for him to be a security staff.
Diggers: It sounds like a joke.
Diggers: I must claim that violence is the antonym of art. We should resort to a more sensible means to fight.
Diggers: This is the reason for us to oppose those Iversons who abuse the use of force!
Melania: Couldn't agree more.
Melania: I don't intend to abuse the use of force, either. It's the biggest difference between Iverson's company and ours.
Diggers: Really? I still feel pain in my neck.
Melania: It's … it's just an accident. Huuhh! As compensation, I will get you out.
Diggers: Fine. Apology accepted.
Diggers: When will we start off?
Melania: In five minutes.
Melania: I have to change the terminal valve in the room first. Adjust the position of the deflector in the duct and change the airflow from the spiral fan.
Melania: Abundant magnetic glue will be blown out of the ventilation ducts by the spiral fan and adhere to the robots.
Melania: Heh heh. The fine glue will paralyse them completely.
Melania: After that, you could just waltz away.
Diggers: Sounds like a big project. Do you need my help?
Melania: Absolutely.
Melania: Stay as far away as possible from the regulator valve behind you.
Diggers: Ugh ...