<b>Chapter 338 </b>
Once Celeste arrived at the <b>base</b>, she quickly dove into her work.
The Al–humanbat drill required data support to improve.
The day after her arrival, another round of Al–humanbat drill was scheduled.
That evening, Celeste headed to the cafeteria quitete.
By the time she got there, the cafeteria was almost empty.
She had just grabbed her meal and was about to sit down when she noticed Caleb, who had also gotten his food. Pausing for a moment, Caleb smiled and walked toward Celeste. “When did you get here?”
“Yesterday,” Celeste replied. “Just finished training?”
“Yeah, the training load’s pretty heavy this year.”
The future of airbat would no longer just be a battle between humans–it would be a fight between humans and machines.
So, the way pilots were being trained and how they approachedbat had changed quite a bit over the past few years.
“Was it stressful?” she asked.
AI had incredibleputing and data–analysis abilities, allowing it to quickly spot an opponent’s weaknesses ande up with counter–strategies. Its response times and uracy were far beyond what humans could do.
Even someone as experienced and sharp as Caleb would feel the pressure in a fight against AI.
Caleb smiled and uttered, “It was, but it’s also pushing us pilots to improve.”
Since AI could simte a wide range ofplex battle scenarios, pilots were getting more realistic and well- rounded training, which helped them grow.
“You’ve worked hard,” Celeste remarked.
“You researchers put in just as much effort as we do,” Caleb responded. Then, he noticed that while Celeste ate politely, she wasn’t exactly taking her time.
Hence, he asked, “You’ll be heading back to work soon, right?”
“Yeah.”
Zachary had given her quite a few tasks, so she was really busy.
As soon as she finished speaking, her phone buzzed.
It was a text from Zachary, asking her to head straight back to the Research and Development department.
She set her utensils aside and stood up. “I’ve got to go now you can take your time.”
Caleb nodded. “Alright. See you.”
This time, Celeste left the base a little past 10:00 am on Sunday.
After arriving home, she checked her phone and saw that both Jordyn and Gideon had called her.
She only called Gideon back.
Gideon teased her for being heartless, saying that if he didnt contact her, she wouldn’t bother to visit.
Celeste knew she owed him an apology, so she changed into a fresh set of clothes, grabbed her car keys<b>, </b>and left.
When she drove into the Yuvenhart manor, she saw that Trevor’s car was parked in the yard.
She averted her gaze. Just as she stepped out of the car, Jordyn–hearing the sound of Celeste’s <b>car</b>–came rushing out and jumped into her arms.
“Mom!”
It had been almost a month since Celeste had seen Jordyn.
She gently caressed Jordyn’s hair. “When did you get here, p?”
Jordyn had missed Celeste so much after being apart for so long. She grabbed her hand tightly, beaming, “Just now!”
Celeste, holding Jordyn’s hand, stepped inside and saw Trevor and Gideon sitting on the couch<b>, </b>sipping tea.
She didn’t see Wynn, though.
When Gideon saw her, he smiled, gesturing for her to join them. “You’re here, Cel. Come on over and take a seat.”
Trevor nced at her as well.
However, after a quick nce, he looked away.
Celeste sat down beside Gideon and greeted him..
Gideon smiled, taking a good look at her. Secondster, he frowned. “You’ve lost weight again.”
At the base, she often skipped meals due to her busy work, and she had indeed lost a few pounds.
Before she could reply, Trevor poured her a cup of tea and ced it in front of her.
Celeste didn’t say anything. She simply nodded as a gesture of appreciation.
Gideon remarked, “Someone sent me two top–grade lobsters the other day. How would you like it, Cel? I’ll have someone cook it up for you.”
Celeste picked up her cup of tea and took a sip. The fresh, clear tea went down smoothly. Just as she was about to speak, Trevor chimed in teasingly, “Why didn’t you ask me? You’re so biased, Mr. Yuvenhart Senior.”