《It's Not Easy to Be a Man After Travelling to the Future》 Chapter 1: Souls Actually Exist after Death? Chapter 1: Souls Actually Exist after Death? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan was dead! The moment she found herself hovering in the air looking down at the scene below her, she knew she was dead. She found that she could see through solid walls. She saw her parents crying outside the Intensive Care Unit and the solemn expression on her younger brother¡¯s face. She also watched as he released a quiet sigh when no one was looking, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Ling Lan was not angered by this. She knew very well that she had been a burden upon her family for a whole 24 years, almost ruining their household, which was not very wealthy to begin with. If it were not for the fact that her disease was so bizarre that it was considered worthy of research, resulting in government support for her medication, she might have already passed away a full ten years earlier due to the inability to afford treatment. However, despite the dy, she still could not escape death in the end. The only surprise to her was that humans really did have souls. She peered up into the distant darkness of the night sky, and wondered fantastically ¡ª perhaps there were beings such as Ox-Head and Horse-Face 1 out in the world, or perhaps a Shinigami, like in the anime Bleach , who would suddenly spring out and drag her into the afterworld? Abruptly, sheughed, mocking herself for reading all kinds of useless books andics while she had been bedridden. Shinigami were from Japan ¡ª why would they show up in China? Ox-Head and Horse-Face were much more likely to appear, and perhaps even a small ghost dressed in traditional clothing? "Idiot! There are no such things as human souls; this is your spiritual self. If you don¡¯te back soon, you will really disperse into the air and be part of this world¡¯s energy." A childish voice rang out beside Ling Lan¡¯s ear, its tone frantic and concerned. Before Ling Lan could respond, she felt herself drawn back by an overwhelming pull, and her consciousness started to fade. Right before she cked out, she seemed to hear that same childish voice cry out joyfully, "I made it! I almost thought that my host would be lost for sure." At that very moment, the national first-rate military hospital Ling Lan was in was plunged into darkness. Soon after, the entire capital along with several neighbouring provinces and cities also joined it in the dark. The impossible urrence of such a wide-scale simultaneous ckout affecting the capital and several other province cities immediately prompted amotion in the otherwise quiet night. Fortunately, the ckout did notst long, onlysting for 3 minutes. All the cities quickly returned to normal, leaving only the National Power Company in disarray. Within those 3 minutes, the electricity they had supplied to those involved cities had mysteriously disappeared, as if the Power Company had not provided any electricity to begin with. But in reality, as proven by their numerical data, they had released more than a trillion kilowatts in those 3 minutes, a greater amount than they ever had before. This matter was quickly handed over to the National Security Agency to investigate. After several months, the answer given to the public was that theputer systems used by the Power Company to track the electric supply had been broken into by hackers, who had then tampered with the data and stopped the power supply, resulting in the mass ckout. And just like that, the public outcry over the ckout drew to a close. However, the investigation results that were finally sealed into the nation¡¯s top-secret security files were as follows ¡ª unexinable phenomenon. The power disappeared into thin air, just as if it were an act of God! ***** Star Calendar Year 4731: At the spaceport of Anta, all the warriors headed for the front lines were lined up to enter the regr battleships. Meanwhile, in front of themanding mothership of the top-ranked official, a pair of lovers faced each other among the crowds of people saying goodbye, speaking in soft tones with their hands sped. "Ling Xiao, you muste back alive," pleaded Lan Luofeng with teary eyes. Ling Xiao nodded. He had not expected that he would have to rush into battle after being married for only two months, but the enemy was relentless and their nation wasn¡¯t faring very well, leaving him no choice but to take action. "I leave the household in your hands." Ling Xiao felt sorry for his newly wedded wife due to his imminent departure ¡ª once he left, all the messy bothersome issues in the family would fall upon this delicate woman before him. Could she hold off those greedy people? In his heart, he wasn¡¯t at all certain. With red-rimmed eyes, but a firm voice, Lan Luofeng said, "Don¡¯t worry, Ling Xiao. I will take good care of our household." She ced Ling Xiao¡¯s hand on her abdomen, and said shyly, "In another eight months or so, you are going to be a father." "We have a child? That¡¯s great!" Blindsided by the happy news, Ling Xiao embraced his wife and twirled her around in circles, joyousughter spilling from his mouth. Lan Luofeng held onto Ling Xiao anxiously but did nothing to stop his celebratory actions. After a long while, Ling Xiao finally put Lan Luofeng down and hugged her close, saying, "Luofeng, thank you!" "What are you saying? I am your wife, and this...is also a child I anticipate." Lan Luofeng smiled gently with her hand pressed against her abdomen, the joy in her heart overflowing. "I wanted to ask, what shall we name the child?" At her words, Ling Xiao started to consider it seriously. Looking at the mirrored joy on his wife¡¯s face, a spark of inspiration red. "I have decided. Whether it is a boy or a girl, our child shall be called Ling Lan! The child is both yours and mine, and is worthy to bear both our surnames." Lan Luofeng was also an only child, so perhaps this name would give his wife some happiness. Sure enough, Lan Luofeng was overjoyed, nodding vigorously. "Yes, let¡¯s do as you say." The tears in her eyes could no longer be held back, and Ling Xiao could do nothing but frantically help her wipe them away. At this time, the tform announced the call for final boarding. Lan Luofeng hurriedlyposed herself, wiped away the rest of her tears, and said with a smile, "Ling Xiao, you must fulfil your promise to me ¡ª Ling Lan and I will wait for your return together." Ling Xiao nodded gravely. "I always fulfil my promises." With anticipation for his child in his heart, Ling Xiao left, boarding themanding mothership under Lan Luofeng¡¯s teary gaze. Very quickly, themanding mothership closed its doors and started up, and under the guidance of air control, it disengaged from the navigation frame of the port, slowly rose into the air, and pulled away from the Star of Anta, leading innumerable battleships into deep space. Meanwhile, unnoticed by the people focused on the departure of the airships, a massive amount of energy was generated by the simultaneous powering up of the countless airships, causing this patch of space to waver and even fold in on itself in some ces. An almost microscopic particle suddenly appeared out of thin air and rushed towards the Star of Anta at the speed of light. Still mired in sadness, Lan Luofeng suddenly felt her abdomen grow hot and cold and couldn¡¯t help but scream out in shock, her hands drifting instinctively to cover her belly. This drew the concern of the chambein Ling Qin, who until now had been quietly standing watch like wallpaper in the background. "Young mistress, are you alright?" Lan Luofeng closed her eyes and carefully took stock of herself. Finding nothing wrong, she finally rxed, and replied, "Uncle Qin, I¡¯m fine. I think I was just a little too emotional." At that, Ling Qin breathed out a sigh of relief, "Young mistress, since the young master has already left Anta, I think we should go home now. It¡¯s too chaotic here, I¡¯m afraid it may be harmful to your health." Lan Luofeng was not a stubborn person, and she felt that Ling Qin¡¯s concerns had merit, so she nodded and said, "Lead the way, Uncle Qin." In short order, the two of them were seated in a hover car, speeding away from the spaceport towards home. Chapter 2: Young Master Ling Lan is born! Chapter 2: Young Master Ling Lan is born! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan once again regained consciousness, but this time there seemed to be something wrong with her eyes, so she could only rely on her sense of feeling. It felt as if she was contained in a sealed vat of warm water, surrounded by liquid on all sides. At times, the vat seemed to be moved by someone, and she would be bumped around. Could it be that she didn¡¯t die? Had she been ced into a nutrient solution by the hospital to take care of her body? Before she could figure things out, her consciousness faded, and she was enveloped by darkness once again. After an indeterminate amount of time, she woke up again, still within the warm liquid, and this time she was aware for a little longer than before. This time, she could hear some sounds, although they sounded muffled as ifing from several walls away, so she could not make anything out clearly. She really wanted to know what was happening to her, but being unable to move, she could only work on trying to decipher the sounds. Before she could make any progress, however, she lost consciousness again. Dammit! Couldn¡¯t she just have a little more time? As Ling Lan lost awareness, she couldn¡¯t help but make this brief protest. As if Ling Lan¡¯s protest was heard, the time Ling Lan spent awake grew longer and longer, until one day, she found that she could move. After being trapped for so long, she naturally swung her fists and kicked out with all her might, but after only a few movements, she was entirely tired out and even felt sleepy again. This would not do. She could not keep being weak like this, or else how would she endure the inhuman pain when it came? Speaking of which, she hadn¡¯t felt pain in a long time. Could it be that the pain only came while she was unconscious? Ling Lan suddenly felt that being unconscious could also be a good thing. However, Ling Lan was not a girl who liked to avoid her troubles, or else she would not have had been able to live every day with excruciating pain for 24 years. She rallied her spirits and began to practice the set of health-bolstering Qi cultivation exercises taught to her by an old Chinese doctor who had treated her when she had first entered the military hospital. Even though she still had not felt any Qi form after over 10 years of practice, the pain in her body would lessen greatly after each session and be easier to endure. While this may well have been due to self-delusion, or some sort of cebo effect, it had nevertheless provided her with motivation to continue practicing the exercises. She lost consciousness as she practiced, and when she awoke once again, an unknown period of time had passed. She moved her limbs and shifted around for a bit before stopping to get a sense of her own condition and was immediately dumbfounded. She could actually sense something which she had never felt before ... something like Qi. It was unreal, like something out of fantasy ¡ª could it be that she was a talent blessed by the heavens, and her fake death had caused two of her extraordinary meridians, Ren and Du, to open up, turning her into a martial arts master? Ling Lan could not understand why she seeded this time when hard training for over 10 years had had no effect. Still, being able to sense Qi was a good thing. The old Chinese doctor had said that if she could achieve a sense of Qi, her illness would have the possibility of being healed. For 24 years she had wished for her illness to be cured so that she would no longer have to live every day in almost unbearable pain, feeling as if her entire body was being crushed. Ling Lan was ecstatic, and her enthusiasm for practice grew. She began practicing during her every waking moment, and this continued until she achieved a meditative state. Until now, she still had no clue that she had be a fetus, and that what had happened in her past life was no longer any of her concern, and that her worries were for naught. ******** Lan Luofeng caressed her abdomen with a face full of worry. She was already 5 months into her pregnancy, but she had not felt any recent fetal movement from her baby. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that all the medical exams showed that her child was developing normally, she would surely have had a mental breakdown. Truthfully, she could take no more bad news. A month after her husband Ling Xiao had left for battle, news hade saying that there had been an ident when the fleet he was leading had entered a death tunnel to outnk the enemy camp, and that headquarters had lost all contact with his fleet. Later on, it was confirmed that the fleet had run into some energy disturbance in the depths of the dead star meteorite zone while passing through the death tunnel, and the entire fleet had been consumed by this devastating energy. There were no survivors. Every single member was lost, and no remains could be found. Before she could even fully absorb this terrible news, something even more distasteful had happened. A branch family member N-generations apart from Ling Xiao had ¡¯stepped up¡¯ to inherit the honours and privileges gained by Ling Xiao¡¯s sacrifice. He had even had the gall to imply that he was doing her a great favour and would take care of her for the rest of her life. Lan Luofeng had thrown that disgusting man out immediately, but those horrid people had been unwilling to give up. They had brought a representative over from the federal government to discuss the matter. Lan Luofeng was not a weak person. She knew that crying would only result in Ling Xiao¡¯s sacrifice being taken advantage of by these despicable people. With no other choice, she made a prompt decision. In front of those hateful and despicable people, she proimed that Ling Xiao had a son who was currently in her belly, and that only his son had the right to inherit all of Ling Xiao¡¯s des. Bias actually existed in the Federation¡¯s inheritancew with regards to military benefits ¡ª only male family members were allowed to inherit. This was why Lan Luofeng did not reveal she had a child from the beginning. Both she and the chambein Ling Qin knew that the child in her belly was a girl, but under these circumstances, she could not retreat. Ling Qin was in agreement and fully supported her decision. They had already thought it through ¡ª the moment Ling Lan was born, they would arrange for another baby girl to be raised alongside Ling Lan to be her loyal guard, who would also marry Ling Lan publicly once they were adults. They would also think of a way to manage Ling Lan¡¯s other identity so that she would be able to appear in public as a girl as well. Of course, all this still required more detailed thought and consideration. Still, Lan Luofeng believed that by the time Ling Lan grew up she would definitely have been able toe up with a solution that would give Ling Lan the best of both worlds. Lan Luofeng had only one unwavering thought, and that was that all of Ling Xiao and her possessions could only belong to Ling Lan. All those other bastards who crawled out from god-knows-where would not be allowed to take advantage of Ling Lan. She would not allow it, never, no matter the cost. Of course, another reason for Lan Luofeng¡¯s confidence was the unwavering loyalty of the main household vassals of Ling Xiao. They closed ranks around the Ling family home and kept a close watch, leaving those greedy outsiders no chance to harm their young master. Furthermore, the Ling family also had their own personal hospital, which made it even more convenient for Lan Luofeng to hide the secret of Ling Lan¡¯s gender. Just like that, under this strict guard, the time for Lan Luofeng to give birth finally arrived. Naturally, the chosen ce of birth was their personal hospital. No mistakes could be made at this final juncture. The doctors and nurses responsible for Lan Luofeng¡¯s delivery were family loyalists specially arranged by the Ling family ¡ª they would never ever expose this secret. ******** Ling Lan was still practicing when cry after piercing cry disturbed her meditation, causing her to be very annoyed. At the same time, she could hear the sound of water flowing, and then her body was being repelled by some unknown force, and she was sliding downwards headfirst. In shock, she immediately spread open her legs to hold her position, stopping her body from sliding down any further. "God dammit, why doesn¡¯t this childe out? The amniotic fluid has almost run dry." The delivering doctor and nurses were sweating buckets. Everything looked like it was going well, but the child just did not want toe out. It was looking more and more like a case of obstructedbour. If that was the case, then they would have to do a caesarean section. Under those circumstances, their little miss¡¯s secret could not be guaranteed since too many people would have to be involved, highly increasing the likelihood of the secret being leaked. Lan Luofeng gritted her teeth and petted her distended belly, saying, "Dear, stop tormenting mummy. Come out quickly to meet me. Even if you are angry at mummy for making you live an abnormal life, you still need toe out to yell at me, right?" ... Alright, Lan Luofeng¡¯s IQ had dropped into the negatives due to the pain, so what she said should not be taken seriously. Which mother wants her child to yell at herself? But Lan Luofeng¡¯s words were heard by Ling Lan, andbined with what she just felt, along with her condition a while back, Ling Lan abruptly realised she had be a fetus. No wonder she had been unable to move for such a long time... However, didn¡¯t she die? Was she reincarnated? Why didn¡¯t she drink Meng-Po soup 1 ? Were the memories of her past life too deeply ingrained? The gentle and mellifluous voice of her current mother proved that this was not her mother from her past life, so that ruled out the possibility of rebirth. "Oh geez, you still have the spare time to think about reincarnation and rebirth? Your mother is about to suffer from obstructedbour because of you ... draw back your legs now!" A childish voice rang out in her mind in a panicked tone, reminding her of what she was supposed to do right now. Ling Lan listened and drew back her legs. Then she heard a soul-wrenching scream, and a surge of energy pushed her body out. Instantly, she could sense the presence of light ... Before she could do anything, she felt fingers digging into her mouth, making her feel like puking. She couldn¡¯t help but open her mouth to protest, and then she heard her own screeching calls! That¡¯s right, calls! Ling Lan would never admit that those were wails ¡ª that would be too embarrassing. "Mistress, the young miss is healthy!" The Ling family doctor finally gave a sigh of relief. With both mother and child safe, their duty was done. All smiles, she brought the now stubbornly silent Ling Lan over to Lan Luofeng¡¯s side. Lan Luofeng opened her tired eyes and caressed her child lovingly. Then her expression tightened. Resolutely, she said, "Tell Uncle Qin both Young Master Ling Lan and I are fine!" "Yes, Mistress!" The doctor stifled his smile and donned a simrly serious expression. The birth of the young miss, no, the young master did not mean the end of the matter. To fully protect the privileges left behind by Major General Ling Xiao, there were still many hard battles to be fought. Chapter 3: Assessment of the Newborn! Chapter 3: Assessment of the Newborn! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Properly cleaned up, Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan were moved to a deluxe hospital room where Ling Qin had already set up a specialised instrument used to assess the various body stats and potential of infants. "Mistress, allow me to examine the young master¡¯s condition." In truth, Ling Qin was a little disappointed that the child was a girl. Even if Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s premium military benefits were sessfully inherited by the young miss, the Ling family would have no chance within this generation to obtain the strongest ultimate weapon which represented the Federation ¡ª just like the one Major General Ling Xiao had ¡ª the IN mecha! The Federation¡¯sw allowing only male rtives to inherit military honours and benefits, though seemingly biased, did in fact have some basis. Among all the functioning IN mechas, there was not a single one with a female operator. The requirements to be an IN mecha operator were extremely high ¡ª not only did you need to have immense spiritual power, you also needed a strong and sturdy body. This was because the IN mechas were operated by abination of willpower and body movement, which worked together to realise many extremely dangerous andplicated attacks andbat techniques. Depending on the power behind these movements, a fraction of the energy was reflected back to the operator. Without a strong body, an operator could be injured just by executing a single basic move. The natural physical difference between men and women may not be noticeable with regr mecha, but it was ringly obvious when it came to IN mecha. There wasn¡¯t a single woman who could withstand that sort of recoil, even if she had trained up a muscr body. With regards to operating the IN mecha, the natural physical gap between the genders could not be eliminated by hard work. Then let¡¯s talk about those inherited military benefits. Those benefits actually referred to valuable resources being cultivated by the nation. The nation would invest vast amounts of money and manpower to nurture the designated inheritors of those military benefits. The grand goal was that these carefully cultivated candidates would be able to operate an IN mecha someday and be an ultimate weapon in service of the country. Therefore, women, who could not operate IN mecha, had been directly cast aside by the Federation. As those politicians would say, they could not waste taxpayers¡¯ money, right? And so this outright biasedw which discriminated against women was officially ratified without facing any opposition from the general public. Naturally, the present Ling Lan knew nothing of this. Right after her first two grand cries at her birth, she had jumped straight into training, because at the very moment she had entered the world, she had found that her sense of Qi had heightened even further, giving her an almost roiling sensation. Even if she had no idea what was happening, she instinctively knew that this was a golden opportunity that should not be missed, and so immediately entered a meditative state without regard to where she was. Of course, Ling Lan was only so bold because she was an infant. Besides sleeping and eating, and eating and sleeping, she basically had nothing else to do. Even if she entered a training trance, outside observers would just assume she was sleeping, and would not be particrly worried. More importantly, from the words she had heard her mother speak at her birth, she knew that her mother in this life would make sure she was well-protected, which gave her the reassurance to just let go and focus on training. Lan Luofeng carefully passed Ling Lan over into Ling Qin¡¯s arms and watched as Ling Qin slowly ced Ling Lan into a transparent ellipticalpartment. The moment Ling Qin withdrew his arms, the transparentpartment sealed itself and beams of alternating green and red light swept across Ling Lan¡¯s body. Suddenly, the transparentpartment emitted a piercing warning whistle ¡ª¡ª "What¡¯s going on?" Lan Luofeng sat up hurriedly in her bed. Her face, which was already pale due to her recent delivery, turned even paler in her fright and worry over her child. Ling Qin was just as taken aback by this unexpected warning whistle. However, before Ling Qin could rush over to check, the warning whistle went silent, and the assessment resumed as normal. Everyone was still rmed and uncertain, but they did not dare to stop the assessment of Ling Lan and so continued to wait patiently. Ling Lan was utterly oblivious to all of this ¡ª at that moment a childish voice in her mind was crowing gleefully, "Luckily I have quick reflexes, or else my host¡¯s secret would have been revealed. When I greet the hostter, I must get her to praise me well ... hehe!" Finally, the assessment device started to report its findings. Assessment data: Physical Fitness: [S] rank! Spiritual Power: Tier-2! Potential: [S] rank! Assessment overview: Excellent; focused cultivation rmended. Ling Qin was astounded by these results. In disbelief, he rushed over to take a closer look at the copy of the results printed out by the machine. The results were clearly printed out in ck and white, proving that he had not misheard. [S] rank physical fitness was rare even among male infants, appearing at a rate of 1 or 2 in a thousand. Of course this wasn¡¯t the most extreme case, for Ling Lan¡¯s father, Ling Xiao, had been a gifted genius born with a physical fitness of [SS] rank, which urred at a rate of 1 in several ten thousand. Ling Qin suspected that Ling Lan¡¯s good physical fitness must have been inherited from her father. Even more surprising, Ling Lan possessed natural tier-2 spiritual power. This meant that Ling Lan would have a natural advantage in mental training, a situation which only urred at a rate of 1 in several ten thousand individuals ... Deeply moved, Ling Qin shivered. Even Ling Lan¡¯s father, the Major General Ling Xiao, had only possessed tier-1 spiritual power at birth. [S] rank potential ¡ª the same basic assessment as Major General Ling Xiao. Major General Ling Xiao was the operator of an IN mecha ... does that mean that their young miss Ling Lan might also be able to operate an IN mecha? An IN mecha operator ... Ling Qin¡¯s shivers intensified at the thought, and he almost burst into tears. Could it be that the Ling family would produce the first female IN mecha operator? If that happened, it would truly be a p in the face to all those federalists! Although Lan Luofeng was also shocked by the results of Ling Lan¡¯s assessment, she was at heart a mother, and her first thought was how she could protect her child. Solemnly, she said, "Uncle Qin, Ling Lan¡¯s assessment results must be sealed." If Ling Lan¡¯s assessment were to be made public, the nation would certainly suggest taking her in for intensive cultivation. If Ling Lan were a boy, Lan Luofeng would have been fine with that. However, Ling Lan was a girl, and Lan Luofeng would not see her daughter suffer that life. Also, if the nation were to decide to send over specialised trainers instead, the secret of Ling Lan¡¯s gender would also be easily exposed. Thus, Lan Luofeng was determined that Ling Lan¡¯s assessment be sealed. Actually, even before Ling Lan was born, Lan Luofeng had already decided that she would let Ling Lan live as she pleased. She did not really want Ling Lan to follow in her father¡¯s footsteps and be part of the military. Lan Luofeng knew very well that as long as Ling Lan did notmit any major crime such as treason, she would be able to live off of the premium military benefits earned by Ling Xiao¡¯s sacrifice the way she wanted without worry. Even if Ling Lan wanted to live like a rich wastrel, Lan Luofeng would not object. Lan Luofeng looked upon Ling Lan in the device with loving yet remorseful eyes and thought, "Sorry, baby Ling Lan, for making you live an abnormal life ... It¡¯s because you are Ling Xiao¡¯s daughter, and I will not permit anyone other than you to enjoy the privileges your father¡¯s sacrifice have gained. "But you are also my daughter, and I love you, so I selfishly do not wish for you to bear the burdens of the Ling family. In the future, I won¡¯t go out of my way to raise you in any specific way ¡ª you will be free to choose whichever path you¡¯d like. Even if you end up being a wastrel, mummy will always support you." It must be admitted that Lan Luofeng had the makings of an irrationally protective mother ¡ª if Ling Lan were to wish for the destruction of the Ling family in the future, Lan Luofeng may even help draw up the ns with full enthusiasm. Chapter 4: The Childish Voice in the Mind! Chapter 4: The Childish Voice in the Mind! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan was putting a lot of effort into training this time around. Her whole body felt sofortable, as if it were soaking in a hot spring, making her unwilling to end her training session. Unfortunately, some unidentified creature would not leave her alone and kept nattering on and on by her ear. She suddenly realized something she could never figure out before, the deeper meaning behind the monkey king Wukong¡¯s words in the grand epic Journey to the West : "It¡¯s as if there¡¯s a fly buzzing about every day ... sorry, not just one, but a swarm of flies around you, buzzing ... it really makes you want to scream for help!" Right now, she wished that she could do as Wukong did and grab hold of the fly, squeeze it until its insides burst out, and then use its own intestines to strangle it. Ha, until its entire tongue stuck out! And then she would flip her hand and dump it on the floor. Phew ¡ª¡ª and the whole world would be peaceful again. Of course, Ling Lan could only fantasize about this because this fly was living in her head, so there was no way for her to bring it to justice. Finally, Ling Lan could not take it anymore and was forced to end her session and wake up. Furious, she yelled at it internally, "Dammit, who the hell are you?" As if frightened by her forceful roar, the childish voice only responded after a long while. Warily, it said, "Mecha learning device number 444444444 from the Mechanical Kingdom of the Mandora star system! Also your contracted long-termpanion." Ling Lan was stunned ¡ª could it be that every child in this world she was reincarnated into was equipped with a simr learning device? It looked like the technology of this world was very impressive. She wondered if there was a huge differencepared to her original world. As if sensing Ling Lan¡¯s question, the childish voice rang out in her mind once again, its tone dismissive. "How could this world have such a progressive learning device such as myself? Also, you may have forgotten, but it was I who put you back in one piece when your spiritual self almost dispersed after your physical body died." Ling Lan abruptly remembered the voice she had heard when she had died in her past life. Her expression changed dramatically, "What in the world happened?" The childlike voice replied, "Your previous body could not support your powerful spiritual power, and so thoroughly copsed. Luckily for you, a once in a blue moon wormhole happened to open up right then. I managed to gather your diffusing spiritual energy at the final moment and took the opportunity to absorb some local energy to carry your spiritual self through the wormhole to this advanced world 10000 years in the future." "How does that work?" Ling Lan was very curious, what did this have to do with her luck? The childlike voice sniffed. "If we had remained in your original world, even if I had taken your spiritual self and let you be reborn there, you would still have died in the end. The weak physical bodies of the babies there would never have been able to support your immense spiritual self." As if sensing that it hadn¡¯t exined clearly enough, the childlike voice added, "Even an adult¡¯s body wouldn¡¯t have worked. The result would have been a replica of your previous body." Ling Lan shuddered. She did not want to experience that pain ¡ª of all her organs failing and breaking apart, then healing only to break apart again ¡ª ever again. At that thought, Ling Lan asked worriedly, "And there¡¯s no worry of that now?" The childlike voice sounded pleased with itself as it responded. "That¡¯s right. 10000 yearster, spiritual power has been sessfully uncovered and developed. Now, the bodies of babies are strong even in their mother¡¯s wombs, and some may even be able to withstand tier-3 or tier-4 spiritual power from birth. So long as you take a little care, you won¡¯t die." Hearing this, Ling Lan rxed. Being able to live on was all she was asking for. However, what the childlike voice said next made Ling Lan¡¯s heart leap into her throat once again. "That being said, I still have to help you restrain your spiritual power, or else your current body will still be unable to take it." "Then, will there be any danger?" The learning device sounded so young ... was it really reliable? Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but worry. "I can only guarantee you two years without worry. If you don¡¯t work hard to increase your body¡¯s resilience within this time frame ... you will still end up dead as a doornail!" The childlike voice revealed hints of schadenfreude, causing Ling Lan to feel threatened and angry at the same time. Since they had already traversed through time and space, couldn¡¯t this fellow have chosen a better world that would have eliminated this problempletely? The childish voice sounded put out at her thoughts. "No one knows where a wormhole will lead to. I already said that you were lucky ¡ª if we had arrived at a world worse than your own, you¡¯d already be dead as a doornail." Ling Lan felt a little sheepish after hearing this. She was only alive because of this fellow after all ¡ª she really shouldn¡¯t repay its kindness with ingratitude. Wait a minute. Ling Lan recalled that even though she had been physically weak before the age of three, constantly sick and bedridden, her body had still been far from breaking down. It was only after age three that her body¡¯s condition suddenly deteriorated drastically. Could it be that ¡ª¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s expression grew cold. "Is there anything else you haven¡¯t told me?" The childlike voice sensed that the truth it wanted to hide had been discovered by its host, and so helplessly decided to confess. "I¡¯m also not sure ... I just know that when I woke up, I was already contracted to you. I have tested your spiritual power before ¡ª in your world, your spiritual power was much, much higher than the average person¡¯s, registering at tier-2 ... perhaps that is why I was able to be bound to you. Of course, my awakening caused your spiritual power to directly jump up a level, and the bodies of your world then were incapable of sustaining tier-3 spiritual power." At longst Ling Lan had found the true culprit behind her death. Her emotions were jumbled and she had no idea how she was supposed to react. Seeing this, the childlike voice panicked, saying sadly, "I didn¡¯t do it on purpose. I¡¯m not sure myself how we met. I thought I could only exist within the Mandora star system." Even now, it still had no clue how it had gotten to that primitive. Ling Lan was a person who could not abide tears. She could not bear to see anyone cry, not even herself. The causey with her illness ¡ª though they tried to hide it, her parents had pretty much been in tears every day; she had noticed, but had no way of consoling them, and she hated that sense of helplessness. Thus, ¡¯Crying is forbidden¡¯ became one of Ling Lan¡¯s life principles, one which she carried with her to this world as well. "Alright, stop it, I¡¯m not ming you. All I can say is that this was all fate." Ling Lan gave up, deciding to let bygones be bygones. Although this self-titled mecha learning device had cost her her life in the past world, it had also given her another life, making them even. Besides that, her parents in her past life would still have her younger brother to take care of them in their old age. Without the burden of caring for her, their lives should be much easier and also much happier. Considering this, Ling Lan decided to let things go. Perhaps the suffering she endured in her previous life had given her peerless inner strength ¡ª very quickly, Ling Lan had thrown off the fetters of her past life, and her heart felt all the lighter for it. Now that her doubts and worries had been addressed, she soon remembered that she had been pestered to wakefulness by this learning device. What did it want? It was hard to imagine that they had chattered on for almost half a day without even touching on the matter. Ling Lan sweat-dropped ¡ª could it be that her concentration and thought processes had been weakened since she had be a baby again? Putting that thought aside for now, Ling Lan asked, "So, what did you wake me up for exactly?" Chapter 5: Luckily Still a Girl Chapter 5: Luckily Still a Girl Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 The learning device was just rejoicing over the fact that Ling Lan did not me it when it registered Ling Lan¡¯s question. Its joy disappeared, and it exined hurriedly, "You¡¯ve been asleep for two days and two nights for no apparent reason. Your mother has been crying so much that she hasn¡¯t been able to keep any food down due to worry. They¡¯ve decided that if you still haven¡¯t woken up by tomorrow, they¡¯ll send you to the hospital. From what I could gather, admitting you to a hospital will cause them a lot of trouble. I felt that something wasn¡¯t right about the situation, so I rushed to wake you up." A jolt ran through Ling Lan ¡ª she could not be admitted! Who knew if the technology here would be able to sense this fellow hiding within her mind? If it were discovered, she would most certainly end up as ab rat. She must make sure this didn¡¯t happen. For her own safety and personal freedom, Ling Lan decided not to fight it any longer. She allowed her throat to open up and started bawling, signalling to the people watching over her that she was awake. Frankly, Ling Lan had only intended to make a little noise, maybe a gurgle or a soft whine, but the sound that poured out of her throat was rmingly loud ... The childish voice almost shut down in fear. Hesitantly, it asked, "Was it necessary to cry so tragically?" Taken aback herself by the volume and emotion in her own cry, Ling Lan responded sheepishly, "Can¡¯t help it. My body¡¯s starving ..." Losing to her own body¡¯s needs, Ling Lan felt that all hope was lost ¡ª there went her angelic baby image. Truth be told, she had really wanted to be an angelic baby, well-behaved and adorable, bing the apple of her new parents¡¯ eyes. But it looks like that n had gone up in smoke. Because no matter how you look, a baby who would cry in such a frightening manner couldn¡¯t be described as angelic in any way ... Ling Lan¡¯s energetic cries woke the person resting right beside her. Lan Luofeng sprang up and pulled her daughter into her arms, looking her over with joyful, yet shocked and fearful, eyes. Her daughter had finally woken up! But she was crying so piteously ¡ª could there be something wrong with her? The doctor on-call rushed over from the room next door. After a detailed examination, it was determined that Ling Lan was just really hungry. Lan Luofeng looked down at Ling Lan suckling at her breast and felt her heart slowly settle back into her chest. After drinking her fill, flushed with wine ... er, milk, Ling Lan finally had the strength to take a good look at the world around her for the first time. She was in arge bedroom, sorge that Ling Lan could not see the entirety of the bedroom just by turning her small head around. The furnishings of the room were light and tasteful; no bold or garish colours were present. One of the first things Ling Lan noticed was that the bed she and her mom was lying on seemed very wide. Putting aside the space they had imed, there was still more than enough space for her to roll around several times ¡ª that is, of course, if she could roll. There were no bedside cabs installed at the head of the bed, as was the fashion in her previous world, instead, there were several metallic-looking objects near the corners of the room. The design of the objects was rather strange, giving Ling Lan the impression of robots. Within Ling Lan¡¯s range of sight, she could see no wardrobes or any other furniture of the like ¡ª that is to say, there was no other furniture she could see besides the bed. Ling Lan did not think much of this. This is ten thousand yearster after all ¡ª who knows how the world has developed? As long as she continued to live, she would surely find all the answers she needed. There was no hurry at all. There was another person in the room, an elderlydy, who stood watch beside her mother. Ling Lan nced at her curiously and found that she had a kind but serious face, and seemed to be very attentive to her mother¡¯s needs. She was probably not an elder in the family, but rather a long-time servant of the household. Seeing this, Ling Lan was d. This meant that the family she had been born into was rather well-off, so she wouldn¡¯t have to worry much about daily living. In her previous world, she had had to bear so much frustration and hardship due to theck of money caused by her illness ¡ª she was d that she could avoid all that in this world. At this point, Ling Lan was still blissfully unaware that being the child of a well-off family could sometimes bring about even greater frustration and hardship. Of course, that is a story for another time, so we shall not talk about it for now. After finishing her observation of her surroundings, Ling Lan turned her gaze upon her mother lying beside her, who had a soft smile on her face as she held Ling Lan¡¯s tiny hand. Her mother was a great beauty ¡ª even as a female, Ling Lan was enthralled just staring at her. Ling Lan was very pleased by this; no one wants to be in after all. Her mother¡¯s beauty meant that she would also grow up to be beautiful. Even if she didn¡¯t end up a great beauty like her mother, she would still be attractive enough to turn heads. Right then, a middle-aged man, roughly between the ages of 40 and 50, walked over to the bed. It was the chambein Ling Qin. He stood respectfully by the bed as he addressed Lan Luofeng. "Mistress, everything has been handled with both the government and the military. In a month, the Federation will officially dispense young master Ling Lan¡¯s right to inherit." Ling Qin¡¯s tone was solemn ¡ª if it were at all possible, he would rather see his master, the mainstay of the family, alive to guard the mistress and the young miss. Not this, where the young miss would be forced to lead an abnormal life. Young master Ling Lan? Ling Lan heard her name, and her spirits perked up in response. So this world had a boy who shared her name? Speaking of which ... she still didn¡¯t know what her current name was. After hearing what Ling Qin had to say, Lan Luofeng¡¯s eyes turned red, and crystalline tears fell. "Ling Xiao would definitely be happy about this." Lan Luofeng¡¯s reaction sent the old servant beside her into a fluster, and she only managed to calm Lan Luofeng down after some difficulty. Lan Luofeng wiped away her tears. She knew she had to control her sadness. She could not let herself fall ¡ª all that remained of Ling Xiao and her baby Ling Lan needed her protection. Even if Ling Lan were to sessfully inherit everything of Ling Xiao¡¯s, there were still many dangers lying in wait for her as she grew up. Lan Luofeng knew she could not let down her guard. Lan Luofeng bent over to kiss Ling Lan on the cheek. "Ling Lan, my child, mummy is sorry. From now on, you are the young master of the Ling family ¡ª you can only be the young master of the Ling family!" The guilt Lan Luofeng felt for forcing this upon her daughter was undeniable, however, the determination in her eyes was also immovable. Lan Luofeng¡¯s words sent Ling Lan into a tailspin. Young master Ling Lan? Me? F*ck! I was reincarnated into this world as a boy? No no no, I must have heard wrong ... Perhaps Lan Luofeng had pushed herself to the limit over thest two days fretting over Ling Lan, for she fell asleep soon after she finished speaking. Meanwhile, when the old servant turned away to do some other chores, Ling Lan subtly moved a small hand downwards to explore between her legs ... It¡¯s t! Ling Lan¡¯s heart calmed immediately. Luckily I¡¯m still a girl, she thought. Without that extra appendage down there, she wouldn¡¯t have to live the strange life of being neither man nor woman and worry about her mind being a mess. Of course Ling Lan was also very happy that she could still go by the name Ling Lan. She had been called by that name for over twenty years after all ¡ª it would have been a little hard to ept if she had to suddenly change her name. However, her happiness did notst long before it was driven away by a wave of anxiety. If the phrase ¡¯young master¡¯ had the same meaning as it did in her original world in the past, then she was in some pretty deep trouble. There must be some unavoidable reason why she would have to dress and present herself as a man. The guilt in her mother¡¯s eyes was clear. Despite that, her mother still chose this path. This could only mean that the situation was already so bad that Ling Lan had no other choice but to be a man to salvage the situation. Chapter 6: A Shameless Person Chapter 6: A Shameless Person Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Very quickly, a month had gone by, and it was time for the Federation to officially announce the inheritance. During this month, Ling Lan did not do anything besides eat or sleep. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s ¡¯sleep¡¯ was actually a training trance. That said, Ling Lan was much smarter about it now. She assigned Little Four the task of waking her up whenever it was time to eat ¡ª she had no intention of misjudging her training time again. She did not want to be dragged to the hospital for a check-up after all, and risk exposing her secret and the existence of Little Four only to be ab rat. Who is Little Four, you ask? Who else could it be but that little fellow who imed to be a mecha learning device? Two weeks ago, under its guidance, Ling Lan had managed to pull together a mentalwork after around ten days of experimentation. Using it, she had explored her mindscape and managed to find the main body of the learning device deep within it. She had then sessfully unlocked the virtual learning space of the device. In the future, it would be much more convenient for her to meet the learning device ¡ª she would just have to will it, and her consciousness would be brought into the virtual learning space. Ling Lan still remembered how she had almost spewed blood when she first saw Little Four¡¯s virtual body. In truth, Little Four¡¯s appearance was very charming. It looked like a little boy of only three to four years old, with a bright and innocent smile on his face. In the words of modern-day ng, extremely ¡¯moe¡¯ [1]. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but find it adorable. The only problem was ... the little fellow had been too excited, and had flounced up to herpletely naked, butt jiggling. And so tragedy befell poor Little Four ¡ª he had been immediately scooped up and spanked soundly, until his white and bouncy little behind had been imprinted with the shape of Ling Lan¡¯s palms. Dammit, why did he have to show her his dick? Although his dick was so small that it could almost be ignored ... but it was still a dick, wasn¡¯t it? How could he do that to a pure and innocent maiden like her? Of course, although the spanking relieved Ling Lan¡¯s embarrassed anger, the little boy became angry in turn. In protest, he hid away in the depths of her mind and refused toe out again. At first, Ling Lan did not take it to heart, but when the situation showed no signs of improving after two days, Ling Lan gave in. She needed the little fellow to help wake her up after all. Resigned, Ling Lan patiently cajoled the little fellow out and promised to never resort to this sort of domestic violence ever again. Only then did the little boy return to his bouncy happy self. The two started talking a bit more, and when Ling Lan asked how she should address him, the boy¡¯s response annoyed Ling Lan once again. This little rascal actually wanted her to call him ¡¯Master Four¡¯? He didn¡¯t even have any body hair yet and he wanted this older sister to call him ¡¯Master¡¯? Even though Ling Lan had promised to never again use domestic violence, she still had other tricks up her sleeve. Under the full force of her logical-illogical-rational-irrational arguments, the little fellow agreed without question to be called ¡¯Little Four¡¯. Victory! Ling Lan was uncharacteristically proud of herself for this. However, when she found outter why Little Four had first wanted her to call him Master Four, she found herself speechless. Little Four exined that it had found that the title ¡¯Master¡¯ was extremely popr in books, TV, and the inte back on Earth, and since his designation had so many fours, what else could he be called but ¡¯Master Four¡¯? Ling Lan felt that she had been mistaken. She should never have tried to probe the motivations of a machine ¡ª doing so was an insult to her intelligence. Once Ling Lan had managed to establish a connection with Little Four, she could freely ess the virtual learning environment. Besides that, within this month, she had also picked up from the conversations between her mother and the chambein Ling Qin that her father of this world had died on the battlefield, which is why she had to inherit her father¡¯s military benefits by posing as a man. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but sigh ¡ª it seemed that sexism existed everywhere. Gender equality had been a struggle back on Earth, and now, ten thousand years in the future, when humanity had already expanded beyond the sr system, gender oppression was still thriving. The current Ling Lan had no clue what the military benefits were referring to. Although she could get the eager Little Four to look it up for her, she ultimately decided to take things one step at a time. There was still much she didn¡¯t know about this era, and it was probably wiser to take her time growing up to slowly understand the world around her instead of taking a shortcut. Ling Lan was a very patient and tolerant person. Otherwise, she wouldn¡¯t have been able to live over twenty years suffering the inhuman pain of her body breaking down. This tolerance of hers was definitely far above the average person. Initially, she had been worried about the two-year time limit that Little Four had mentioned ¡ª however, after some research, Little Four found that the Qi exercises she had been doing were an extremely effective way to increase physical fitness. ording to Little Four¡¯s estimations, even if she did nothing else but practice those exercises for just ten hours every day, she would still be able to easily resolve the danger she would have faced in two years time. And so, now that she knew her life was not on a timer, Ling Lan did not intend to hurry through life. She was still very young and did not want to stand out as a genius. Taking things a step at a time would be the safest and surest way to live. Ling Lan understood very well, after all, that the tree that grows above the tree-line gets toppled by the wind [2]. Living freely was the most important thing! ******** Soon, it was time for the Federation to hand over the inheritance documents. On that day, Ling Lan could clearly sense the sorrow and distress emanating from her mother. Once the document was handed over, her father Ling Xiao¡¯s death would officially be announced to the public, and her mother would no longer be able to avoid the reality of his death. Early that morning, Ling Lan sensed a disturbance in the typically peaceful household. However, since she was in the bedroom, she could not tell what was happening. However, she was soon picked up by a servant and brought downstairs. As they moved down the stairway, Ling Lan could see the glorious lights hanging from the ceiling, their edges brushing the sides of several tall columns. Yep, assessmentplete. This was a grand and luxurious hall. Her family was indeed of the upper echelon. Before Ling Lan could observe her fill, she had already been transferred into her mother¡¯s arms. Lan Luofeng¡¯s sombre mood improved considerably as she observed Ling Lan and her curious and roving eyes. Fortunately, Ling Xiao had left her this beautiful baby, giving her the strength to oppose those greedy wretches. She grasped at her daughter¡¯s little hand, and calmly announced, "This is Ling Xiao¡¯s son Ling Lan! Only he shall inherit all that belongs to Ling Xiao." At that moment, an old but strident voice spoke up, "We need to ensure that Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s sacrifice is not in vain. We are not denying Young Master Ling Lan¡¯s right to inherit, but only wish that the Ling family would choose the most outstanding child to inherit Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s premium military benefits, so that Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s unfinished duties can be taken up by the most suitable candidate." Lan Luofeng turned a sharp gaze towards the old speaker. About seventy years old, he still stood proud and tall. He was the grand elder of the Ling branch family ¡ª Ling Suren, and even Ling Xiao had had to address him respectfully while he was still alive. He was also the one appointed by the branch family to protest Ling Lan¡¯s inheritance of Ling Xiao¡¯s possessions. Ling Lan could feel Lan Luofeng¡¯s chest trembling as she tried to suppress her anger at Ling Suren¡¯s words. Honestly, she had never met such a shameless person. Look at the way he spun words to justify taking away a child¡¯s right to inherit from his birth father ¡ª if his words were to be believed, what was the point of military men risking their lives to protect their country? When they died, did it mean that it was open season on their unprotected families? Ling Lan pulled at her mother¡¯s fingers and gurgled. Darn it. If only she were bigger, she would certainly spit upon that person¡¯s body to shame him for his shamelessness. ######## [1] ¡¯Moe¡¯ is a Japanese ng loanword that refers to feelings of strong affection mainly towards characters in anime, manga, and video games. Moe, however, has also gained usage to refer to feelings of affection towards any subject. (Directly taken from Wikipedia.) The usage here is referring to the utter adorableness of Little Four, which is capable of drawing out strong feelings of affection and fan-squeeing. [2] The meaning of this is simr to the Japanese saying ¡®the nail that sticks out gets hammered down¡¯¡ª outstanding people be themon enemy. Since there is no real English equivalent I could find besides this Japanese borrowing, I decided to keep it as close to the literal Mandarin saying as possible since I think the meaning stilles across pretty clear. Chapter 7: Burning Bridges? Chapter 7: Burning Bridges? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan¡¯s actions soothed Lan Luofeng¡¯s heaving emotions. She knew that there were representatives from the federal government and the military present as well. She would not ruin Ling Lan¡¯s inheritance ceremony due to a rash moment of anger. Suppressing her anger, Lan Luofeng asked coldly, "What are your intentions, Uncle Ren?" Ling Suren¡¯s eyes narrowed, but he still revealed his n in the end. "Among the children of the Ling family, age three and below, let us select the one with the best qualities and potential to inherit." From birth to the age of three was the critical period for cultivation and moulding. After this time frame, the effects of cultivation would be greatly diminished, and cultivation would only be less and less effective with the passage of time. Lan Luofeng scoffed, "Do you really think that any of the Ling family children would be able to hold a candle to Ling Xiao¡¯s own child? Let me remind you that Ling Xiao was an IN mecha operator." In the Federation, gics decided everything. Very rarely did one see cases where amoner would suddenly show extraordinary talent or physical qualities. The transmission of quality traits had to be gradually nurtured and built up from generation to generation. "The Ling family managed to produce Ling Xiao ¡ª we can certainly produce another," said Ling Suren, his tone iron-d with certainty. He could speak with such confidence because he already had a child with stats very simr to Ling Xiao within his grasp. This was why he was willing to go so far as to forgo civility to obtain Ling Xiao¡¯s military benefits. The Ling family must produce another Ling Xiao to maintain their foothold on the of Doha. Although the Federation currently touted the ideology of equality on the surface, in truth, there was a distinct social strata working behind the scenes which decided which you could live on. The of Doha was a premium, and was also the capital of the Federation. Those who lived on Doha were either high officials with both power and authority, military bigwigs, or those supremely wealthy noble families with long histories and great influence. The Ling family was originally a small family who could only settle on a third-rate. However, they had managed to move to Doha due to the efforts of Ling Xiao¡¯s father, Ling Suzheng. Ling Suzheng had been an ace pilot, but unfortunately did not manage to be an ultimate weapon of the nation ¡ª¡ª an IN mecha operator. Still, his abilities were such that no one below the level of an IN mecha operator could rival him. On the battlefield, he had managed to cut down many of the top enemy pilots, umting many battle honours in his lifetime. In the end, the military had decided to reward his exploits by allowing Ling Suzheng to bring his family to live on Doha, acknowledging his role as a new war hero. To convince Ling Suzheng to bring the entire Ling family to Doha, and not just his own nuclear family, the Ling family head and elders of that time made a vow ¡ª the Ling family would view Ling Suzheng as the legitimate heir, and all the resources of the family would be his tomand. On top of that, the position of family head would also be inherited by Ling Suzheng¡¯s descendants from then on. On his end, Ling Suzheng had felt that he needed his family¡¯s support to establish himself on Doha, and so had agreed to move the entire Ling family. This decision of Ling Suzheng¡¯s had brought endless trouble to Ling Xiao, and now had even opened the way for the side family to try and steal Ling Lan¡¯s inheritance. If Ling Suzheng only knew how he had invited wolves in with his kind gesture, he might be turning in his grave. After living on Doha and enjoying its benefits for several decades, the Ling family had no intention of going back to how things were before. They knew very well that in twenty years, after focused cultivation from the country, if Ling Xiao¡¯s designated inheritor could not meet the minimum requirements set by the country, the Ling family would lose everything they had gained sinceing to Doha. They would have to go back to being a middle-ss family, no ... perhaps even be reduced to bing a lower-ss family. This would greatly affect the Ling family ie, as well as limit the romantic connections and career paths of the younger generations of the Ling family. No, they would not allow it to happen. Ling Suren did not give Lan Luofeng any chance to speak, but instead signalled for a woman who was carrying a one year old child to step forward. He pointed at the child and said, "This is the candidate that the Ling family has chosen. If Young Master Lan¡¯s body stats exceeds his, then we shall have no objection to Young Master Lan inheriting." He turned to nce at the military representative. "I¡¯m sure the military also wishes for the best talent for cultivation, and would not want to blindly take someone in based on blood." The military representative just smiled slightly and said nothing, giving no indication of their stance one way or another. Ling Suren had not expected outright vocal support from the military anyway; all he needed was this sort of ambiguous eptance. He once again turned to Lan Luofeng, this time with a trace of self-satisfaction in his eyes. Lan Luofeng smiled a small mocking smile. It looked like her decision to seal Ling Lan¡¯s assessment results was just another weakness to exploit from the perspective of the Ling family. Fortunately, chambein Ling Qin had predicted this move from them and had already made the appropriate arrangements. "You dare to covet Ling Xiao¡¯s military privileges?" Lan Luofeng swept her gaze around the room. Among the visitors, there were quite a few bystanders enjoying the show, but there were also some who looked genuinely concerned for her. This trial was not without its benefits ¡ª she could finally discern the true colours of some of the people around her. "Although Major General Ling Xiao is dead, his orphaned child should not be allowed to be bullied by his own family n. I¡¯m sure that the military would have something to say about this?" The military representative chose to ignore what Lan Luofeng was implying, saying with a smile, "Madam Ling, please be assured. Putting Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s military benefits aside, Ling Lan will not lose out on any benefits orded to the children of martyrs. The military will not let a hero¡¯s child be bullied." Although what the military representative had to say sounded pretty, the connotation was that the military benefits would go to the candidate that best suited the military¡¯s purposes. Lan Luofeng nced at the government official, but he merely smiled without adding a word to the discussion. It seemed like he was content to just observe the proceedings without interfering. Oh, Ling Xiao, this is the military you dedicated your life to, the country you gave your life to protect ¡ª did you ever dream that they would betray your trust and abandon your flesh and blood for their own interests? Are you regretting your choice now in the afterlife? Lan Luofeng could not suppress the contempt she felt any longer. She said, "So this is the government. So this is the military... I finally understand." Perhaps sensing the deep mockery behind Lan Luofeng¡¯s words, the smiles on the two representatives¡¯ faces froze. "If that¡¯s how it is, I, Lan Luofeng, would like a promise from the government and the military. Regardless of whether my child Ling Lan inherits his father Ling Xiao¡¯s military privileges, he shall be emancipated from the Ling family, and shall no longer be connected to the Ling family in any way." The two representatives looked at each other, but it was the military representative who spoke up in the end. "What do you mean?" Lan Luofeng smiled chillingly. "If Ling Lan inherits, all the other Ling family members must immediately leave Doha and go back to where they came from... If Ling Lan does not inherit, Ling Lan and I shall leave Doha instead. No matter what the oue, the both of us shall no longer be part of the Ling family." For a long while, Lan Luofeng had already intended to settle things with the Ling family. If she could clear this forever with one stroke, her efforts in securing this situation would be well worth it. Ling Suren¡¯s face twisted in anger. "Lan Luofeng, have you gone mad?" "Why, Uncle Ren, are you afraid? Afraid that the child you chose will not be able to beat Ling Lan?" Lan Luofeng was all smiles as she faced Ling Suren, one of her hands lightly covering Ling Lan¡¯s tiny chubby fingers. This was probably what a mother¡¯s strength referred to ¡ª Lan Luofeng had never felt as steady as she was now. Ling Suren was speechless. Although he had been full of confidence just a while back, Lan Luofeng¡¯s aggressive manner had shaken him, and doubt started to creep into his mind. He was afraid to take the risk. As if sensing Ling Suren¡¯s hesitation, another Ling family elder who was standing beside him whispered, "Beware a bluff." Hearing this, Ling Suren centred himself. That¡¯s right, Lan Luofeng must be bluffing out of desperation. If Ling Lan¡¯s body stats and potential were really that impressive, why would Lan Luofeng seal away the records? After all, the higher Ling Lan¡¯s potential, the more secure his inheritance ¡ª a smart person would never seal away those records, but would instead shout it from the rooftops to drive away other challengers. Chapter 8: Comparison of Assessments Chapter 8: Comparison of Assessments Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 The more Ling Suren thought about it, the surer he was of his suspicions. Gaining confidence, he sneered, saying, "Since Mrs. Ling Xiao has so decided, we, the Ling family, shall not force you both to stay. The whereabouts and future actions of Ling Lan shall be none of our business." "If Ling Lan inherits, the Ling family will have to move out of Doha within a months time ¡ª Uncle Ren, I hope you will not me me for my ruthlessness when that happens?" Lan Luofeng raised a brow as her eyes flicked towards the two representatives, reminding Ling Suren that both the government and the military would be witness to this agreement ¡ª there would be no way for the Ling family to renege on their word. Facing such an aggressive Lan Luofeng, Ling Suren exploded in anger, "And if Ling Lan doesn¡¯t inherit, can I also request that you both leave Doha within a month?" Lan Luofeng smiled icily. "I wouldn¡¯t ask this if I wasn¡¯t willing to do it myself. Could it be that the Ling family is too afraid to take this risk? Are you even more cowardly than a woman like me? Of course, if you are willing to give up on the inheritance, I can be merciful and let you all continue to remain in Doha." Lan Luofeng¡¯s offer served two purposes. One, by taking a step back, she could force Ling Suren to state his decision clearly, so the Ling family would have no way to feign ignoranceter. Two, she also wanted to give the Ling family onest chance ¡ª if they could control their greed, they would still be able to remain in Doha for another twenty odd years, which Lan Luofeng believed would be more than enough time for them to cultivate an outstanding operator of their own and secure their position in Doha. However, Lan Luofeng¡¯s words only served to cement Ling Suren¡¯s suspicions that this was just a desperate gambit on her part. Thus, without any reservations, he sneered coldly in response, "Since you are so stubborn, alright, the Ling family agrees to your terms. As you said, if Ling Lan inherits, the Ling family shall leave Doha. If the child we chose inherits, then Ling Lan will have to leave Doha. He shall never be able to enter Doha within his lifetime, and shall not be allowed to enter any military system of the nation." These stiptions would utterly destroy any chance of Ling Lan gaining rank, and would prevent an adult Ling Lan from ever returning in the name of vengeance. Hearing this, Lan Luofeng felt hatred grow within her heart. It had been foolish of her to feel sorry for them, to try and give them a way out. What the Ling family suggested was utterly ruthless ¡ª if Ling Lan had truly been a boy, the Ling family¡¯s requests would have ruined his future, forcing him to toil away his life in the working ss. The little mercy she had felt for them was nowpletely snuffed out, and her eyes were cold as she said, "Very well! As you wish." Lan Luofeng called for a servant to prepare an assessment device, but was stopped by Ling Suren. He turned to the military representative, "The military must have brought an assessment device over for this visit. If you please?" Lan Luofeng let him do as he liked. She had no intention of tampering with the device to begin with, and even if she had, she would not be so foolish as to do it in front of the military representative. The military representative did not refuse Ling Suren¡¯s request. This fit in nicely with their goals after all. In terms of getting urate data, the military¡¯s assessment devices were naturally much more reliable than the ones avable for public use. In short order, a top-of-the-line assessment device had been brought in by military troops. Meanwhile, in her mother¡¯s arms, Ling Lan was frantically going over the situation with Little Four. "Will they be able to determine my gender? Or discover your existence?" asked Ling Lan anxiously. If either of those secrets were discovered, she would have to leave this ce with her mother, and although she did not know what the outside world was like, the impression she got from Ling Suren and Lan Luofeng¡¯s conversation was that life outside could notpare to life here. Moreover, although Ling Lan was not afraid of suffering, she felt that she should naturally inherit her father¡¯s premium military benefits as her father¡¯s child. Why should a wild child who sprang out of nowhere get to inherit what belonged to her by right? That¡¯s right, Ling Lan was still thinking based on the logic she had developed on Earth ten thousand years ago. Inheritance by blood was clear-cut back then, so she really could not understand this current situation. As such, she refused to give up. She would definitely be the one to inherit Ling Xiao¡¯s premium military benefits. Little Four¡¯s tone was full of disdain. "As if a device which has yet to develop artificial intelligence would be able to thwart me? Don¡¯t worry, even if it could assess gender, I can change the data to reflect that you are male." Ling Lan was struck by Little Four¡¯s cocky tone. "Little Four, do you have the ability to change the assessment results as you like?" Little Four became exceedingly smug. "Of course! When you were first assessed, if I hadn¡¯t covered for you, your spiritual power would have exploded that assessment device." Exploded? Why did that word sound so ominous to Ling Lan? Before Ling Lan could ponder on it any further, she heard the military representative ask, "Who¡¯s first?" Lan Luofeng tightened her arms around Ling Lan, face expressionless as she said, "Let the Ling family¡¯s child be tested first." Ling Suren assumed that Lan Luofeng was just intending to dy the inevitable, and did not want to waste words arguing with her. He nodded and motioned for the woman by his side to ce the child in her arms into the assessment device. Soon, the child¡¯s results were presented: Physical Fitness: [S] rank! Spiritual Power: Tier-1! Potential: [A+] rank! Assessment overview: Excellent; heavy cultivation rmended. Seeing these results, the military representative¡¯s entire bearing changed ¡ª this child was definitely worthy of heavy cultivation by the military. A child with [A+] rank potential had a certain chance of bing an IN mecha operator, albeit a small one, but having any degree of probability was better than none. Ling Suren was very satisfied with the military representative¡¯s reaction. As he had expected, this child was an undeniable lure for the military. However, he showed none of this satisfaction on his face but turned calmly to face Lan Luofeng and said, "Mrs. Ling Xiao, there is still time, if you take back your words now and surrender the inheritance, the Ling family shall raise Ling Lan with the utmost care." Pretending to be a good Samaritan after going to all this trouble to rob a child of his inheritance? In his dreams! Lan Luofeng said mockingly, "That won¡¯t be necessary. I just hope all of you will move speedily when leaving Doha." So saying, she walked over to the assessment device and carefully ced Ling Lan inside it. By this time, Ling Lan and Little Four hade to an agreement to maintain the original assessment results. At first, Little Four had still been a little worried that the other child¡¯s results might be better than Ling Lan¡¯s, and had struggled over how he could secretly increase Ling Lan¡¯s stats, but after seeing these results, Little Four was reassured. Just like that, Ling Lan¡¯s sealed results were revealed. Physical Fitness: [S] rank! Spiritual Power: Tier-2! Potential: [S] rank! Assessment overview: Excellent; all out cultivation rmended. In the end, Little Four had still not been able to resist tweaking the results a little. The original rmendation of ¡¯focused¡¯ cultivation was upgraded to ¡¯all out¡¯ cultivation. Little Four was extremely pleased with himself ¡ª take that! ¡¯All out¡¯ was way better than ¡¯heavy¡¯! In reality, even if Little Four had not changed anything, the results would still be the same. The moment these results were presented, the representatives from both the military and the government decided unanimously that Ling Xiao¡¯s premium military benefits would be inherited by Ling Lan. The decisiveness of the two representatives was primarily due to the assessment of Ling Lan¡¯s potential. Although the other stats were also important, those stats could be improvedter on, while potential was innate and had a direct corrtion with a child¡¯s room for growth. Although the gap between an [A+] rank and an [S] rank seemed negligible, in the long run, the difference would reveal itself to be extremely significant ¡ª an [S] rank had a 5 to 10 percent higher chance of bing an IN mecha operator. Based on this point alone, Ling Lan truly deserved ¡¯all out cultivation¡¯ from the military. Lan Luofeng finally let out a sigh of relief. Although she had had confidence in Ling Lan, she still couldn¡¯t help but feel a little unsettled before the results were confirmed. By this time, Ling Suren could not help but know that he had fallen into Lan Luofeng¡¯s trap. His face flushed with anger, and he sorely wished that he could slice Lan Luofeng up into little pieces. On the other hand, Lan Luofeng faced him fearlessly. The Ling family would never have the guts to make a move with the two official representatives here. Lan Luofeng said shortly, "Ling Suren, you know the way out!" Since she had already decided to cut all ties with the Ling family, there was no point in forcing herself to make nice with them anymore. "Hmph, let us go!" Seeing the disdain on most of the visitors¡¯ faces, Ling Suren knew that they had overstayed their wee. There was no reason to linger, so he took his men and left. Chapter 9: Gene Stimulating Agent! Chapter 9: Gene Stimting Agent! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Another five months went by, and like any other infant, the six-month old Ling Lan could finally flip over and had started her evolution into a crawling creature. Ling Lan felt that her tongue was still uncooperative though, only allowing her to utter lone sybles ¡ª even so, her mother Lan Luofeng was overjoyed. Compared to other children, Ling Lan was already very articte, and Lan Luofeng felt as if she could almost understand what Ling Lan wanted to say. Ling Lan was almost moved to tears ¡ª she could finally make it known to her mother when she needed to go to the restroom. During this time frame, despite her best efforts, she had had troublemunicating with her mother who was on a different wavelength, resulting in several unfortunate idents ... causing her no end of embarrassment for having wet the bed again after twenty seven years of life. Well alright, let¡¯s just put aside all those shameful matters that happened in the past six months. There were too many to mention, and Ling Lan did not want to think about them anymore. She had decided that she would wipe this period of life from her memories. This day, the moment she woke up, Ling Lan felt something different in the air. Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s expression was tight, and her mom had dressed her with special care, helping her put on special underpants that would hide her secret from any angle. Ling Lan felt that the underpants were really quitefortable ... well, if she could ignore the two soft spherical pseudo-testicles inside. Not long after, several strangers in British-military uniforms suddenly descended upon the Ling household. Ling Lan observed the men in shock. She did not know if all soldiers who returned from war had the same imposing presence, but Ling Lan could keenly sense the honed edges hidden under those uniforms. This was most certainly a troop ofbat-savvy, blood-soaked, veteran soldiers. Ling Lan put on a nk face and pretended to y by herself, but she kept her ears wide open. She was extremely thankful that the family she was born into ten thousand yearster was still Chinese, and that thenguage being spoken was still Mandarin. This allowed her to skip having to learn a newnguage and meant she could gather information from others¡¯ conversation even as a baby. When the troops introduced themselves to her mother, Ling Lan finally understood. They were here to deliver the premium military benefits Ling Lan had inherited, and would continue to do so every six months from now on. This was also the day that Ling Lan found out what the premium military benefits actually were. Arge part of those benefits were gene stimting agents which were used to raise potential and body stats. There were four grades of gene stimting agents avable on the market, from grade-1 to grade-4. Grade-4 agents were the worst, while grade-1 agents were the best. This grading was based on the purity of the gene stimting agent. Grade-4 stimting agents had a purity of 30%, grade-3 had 45%, grade-2 60%, and grade-1 75%. The higher the purity of the stimting agent, the less harm it did to the body ¡ª it would allow the user to absorb most of the agent, and hence receive a higher boost to his potential and body stats. Therefore, the more agent a child¡¯s body could absorb, the better his development would be, building up the solid foundations necessary for potential IN mecha operators. However, these gene stimting agents were horrifyingly expensive. Let¡¯s put it this way ¡ª amoner¡¯s hard-earned life savings may only be enough to afford one bottle of the lowest grade gene stimting agent. To get an agent just one grade higher, the price would have to be multiplied by ten. As you can imagine, grade-1 gene stimting agents could only be afforded by those with either great power or great wealth, while the rest of themon people could only look on in envy. Of course, this didn¡¯t mean that there was no chance at all formoners to receive better resources. Every newborn child could be assessed at a public assessment centre and receive one of six rankings from the assessment. Those assessed as [F] rank would not receive any aid from the government. Until their bodies were unable to absorb any more agent, [D] rank babies could receive two bottles of grade-4 gene stimting agent per year, [C] ranks could receive two bottles of grade-3 agent per year, and [B] ranks could receive two bottles of grade-2 agent per year. Meanwhile, [A] rank babies had two options. They could ept two bottles of grade-1 agent per year and grow up freely, or enter the military and receive organised military training and receive an endless supply of grade-1 agent. However, with thetter choice, the child would have to spend his entire life serving the military. [S] rank babies would be immediately taken away for specialised training by the military, but the possibility of that happening was extremely low. As mentioned previously, this formidable ranking very rarely appeared amongmoner children ¡ª in a nutshell, gics decided everything. Meanwhile, someone like Ling Lan who inherited premium military benefits was entitled to the premium-grade gene stimting agents kept for central military use. These agents were even purer than the agents avable on the market, almost reaching 90% purity. This was the best the military could do at the moment, since research on agents had hit a teau. True 90% purity was just out of reach, but no one had been able to make the final step. This time around, the military had sent over a whole ten tubes of premium-grade agent. Because these ten tubes were worth cities, the military had no choice but to send out some of their ace mechas as an escort. Very quickly, Ling Lan had been stripped down to her special underpants. One of the men who seemed like a military doctor took out a long syringe with a sharp needle from a box he was carrying, and then used it to draw out the gene stimting agent from one of the tubes. Ling Lan turned a blind eye to all of this. That was all she could do ¡ª which six-month old baby knew to be afraid? At this moment, Ling Lan was grateful for her experience with needles. During her past illness, she had been injected so many times every day that she had be numb to the sight of needles, which was why she could face these injections so calmly now. The syringe was rapidly plunged into her arm. The military doctor was very skilled ¡ª Ling Lan only felt a slight sting and an itch as the needle went in, very much like a mosquito bite. The military doctor pushed the agent into Ling Lan¡¯s arm gradually, his demeanour stern as he observed Ling Lan¡¯s reactions. Some babies were ipatible with the agent, and there were also some babies who had been shown to have allergic reactions. In short, the greatest care must be taken when giving a baby their first shot of gene stimting agent to avoid any idents. Before Ling Lan could sense any difference, Little Four had already rushed to the forefront of her mind without any warning. "I sense something delicious! It¡¯s a taste I know well! No, that¡¯s not right, something¡¯s different ... yuck, what is this trash?! Why does it have impurities? This affects the taste too much!" Little Four was very unhappy. It felt that it had been tricked. Hearing Little Four¡¯s voice, Ling Lan hurriedly closed her eyes. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, right? She would live to regret it if anyone noticed anything strange from her eyes. Ling Lan said huffily, "Why did youe out?" Little Four felt wronged. It had thought that the great thing in its memories had appeared, only to be presented with this knockoff. It said sadly, "I thought something great had appeared, but it¡¯s just a knockoff. There are so many impurities inside ... if left uncleaned, your body will be harmed." Hearing that it was harmful, Ling Lan asked anxiously, "Little Four, can you clean it for me?" Little Four perked up immediately at her words, and said smugly, "Of course I can, who do you think I am? I am the smartest king mecha learning device from the Mandora star system! I can help my contractor do many things, such as expel any harmful substances from the body." Ling Lan chose to ignore Little Four¡¯s self-aggrandizement, asking in confusion, "If this thing is harmful to the body, then why do the people here want to inject it into babies?" "This is actually a great thing which can improve your body stats and potential. It¡¯s just that the technology here seems to be unable to achieve 100% purity, which is why there are impurities remaining which will harm the body. However, even so, the benefits still outweigh the costs. The only thing is that this agent cannot be absorbed indefinitely, because once the impurities have umted in the body to a certain degree, the body will lose the ability to absorb any more agent," exined Little Four. Ling Lan was relieved. As long as the oue was good, and there was no danger to her health, she would still be able to ept it. Besides, Little Four had already promised to clear out those impurities. Very quickly, the first tube of agent had been absorbed by Ling Lan, and the military doctor started injecting the second, and then the third ... by the time the military doctor picked up the eighth tube, his forehead was beaded with sweat, and his hands, which had remained steady so far, actually trembled a little. Chapter 10: Absorb Everything! Chapter 10: Absorb Everything! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 The military doctor could not be faulted for losing hisposure. Even the very rare [SS] rank babies could only absorb up to seven tubes of premium-grade agent. This time around, the military had brought over ten tubes merely as a show of respect toward Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s inheritor. The military had believed that no matter how outstanding Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s inheritor was, six tubes would have been more than enough, but Ling Lan just had to be an oddball who showed no signs of absorption satiation even at the eighth tube. The eighth tube of agent was injected into Ling Lan, and the process was as smooth as ever. When a body started to be satiated, it could be felt in the injection process. If the process was unhindered, that meant that the body could still continue to absorb more agent; but if the process seemed impeded, this indicated that the body was nearing satiation. If the agent could no longer be injected, then it meant that the body was already satiated and could no longer absorb any additional agent. Watching as Ling Lan sessfully absorbed the eighth tube of agent, the military doctor¡¯s calm expression finally changed. With his back towards Lan Luofeng and Ling Qin, he threw a meaningful nce at his assistant beside him, signalling him to go contact their superiors. The military doctor felt that he had done it subtly enough, but his actions had unfortunately still been captured by Ling Lan. Of course, the military doctor didn¡¯t think to worry about Ling Lan, for how much could a six-month old babe understand? What he didn¡¯t know was that an oddball such as Ling Lan existed in the world, an oddball who could think like an adult from birth. Seeing the military doctor¡¯s actions, Ling Lan knew that something wasn¡¯t right. Afraid that her absorption rate may be a little overboard, Ling Lan hurriedly asked Little Four, "Little Four, something doesn¡¯t seem right. It looks like we may be absorbing too much agent ... why don¡¯t we stop here?" Having had a taste of the agent, Little Four was unwilling to just stop. He reassured Ling Lan, "Don¡¯t worry! Didn¡¯t they bring over ten tubes? Since they brought so many, they must have expected that you would be able to absorb that much..." Little Four felt that his logic was impable. Ling Lan was still doubtful. "Are you sure? What if they just wanted to be prepared? Maybe only demonic babies can absorb that much. We have just started out, it wouldn¡¯t hurt to keep a lower profile." Ling Lan assumed correctly, but what she didn¡¯t know was that unfortunately, even if they stopped now, it was already toote. Little Four was still unwilling to just give up. This agent was good stuff! It would help get rid of the hidden danger threatening his host. So after some thought, he decided to focus on the present and think about the other thingster, and said, "I will arrange some cover-up during the tenth tube and make it look like your body is getting satiated, so even if your absorption rate is a little out of the ordinary, it still shouldn¡¯t arouse any suspicion. At the most, you¡¯ll only get a little more attention as you grow up, and we can pull back the rate gradually in future so that the impact of this first time is lessened." Before Ling Lan could argue, Little Four continued, "You should know, absorbing these ten tubes of agent will not only greatly multiply the efficiency of your training, but will also eliminate your hidden trouble once and for all, so you will never have to worry about your spiritual power overwhelming your physical body ever again." "Huh? Didn¡¯t you say that my Qi exercises would resolve the issue in two years anyway? What are you hiding from me?" Ling Lan finally sensed that Little Four was not telling her the full story. Little Four froze, realizing that it had slipped up, and finally admitted, "What I meant was that if your spiritual power does not increase, your problems would be solved in two years. But you must understand, even if you don¡¯t train it, your spiritual power will still increase as you grow older." Ling Lan was exasperated. "How could you not tell me this? Don¡¯t you know how dangerous this is?" Little Four looked up towards the heavens and mused with an innocent look on its face, "I didn¡¯t tell you? It must have slipped my mind ..." Ling Lan sorely wished that she could grab the little rascal and give him a good spanking. Sadly, she had already promised never to use domestic violence, so she could only put away her twitching palms. Suspiciously, she wondered ¡ª had the little rascal foreseen this day, and so had made her promise from the start to avoid violence? She took several deep breaths to calm herself down before asking, "Tell me honestly, in these six months, how much has my spiritual power grown?" Even if she were to die, Ling Lan wanted to know how she died, so she wouldn¡¯t end up as a befuddled ghost. "Actually, it¡¯s only grown this much..." Little Four indicated with his short and stubby fingers how truly little Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power had grown. "Since it¡¯s only that much, does that mean there is no danger?" Ling Lan asked with a sneer, now holding very little faith in the deceitful little rascal. Little Four wilted and said uneasily, "If it weren¡¯t for the agents this time, you would have fallen greatly ill in two years¡¯ time. However, as long as you continued your Qi exercises, I estimated that you would havepletely recovered after three more years of practice. But now that we have this agent, all the hidden problems are solved, so there will no longer be any trouble." Having said that, he grinned cheekily, satisfaction inly written on its face. It did not seem to be concerned about how badly things could have gone if they hadn¡¯t received the agent. Seeing this, Ling Lan gave up in resignation. If she tried to argue seriously with the little rascal she would just drive herself mad. Still, she gave a stern warning to Little Four ¡ª no matter what happened from now on, he must tell her everything. She wanted no more of these half-truths. Little Four was quick to agree, but whether he would really live up to his word Ling Lan couldn¡¯t tell. Honestly, Ling Lan felt that something was off with Little Four ¡ª even though he imed to be her contracted long-termpanion, she did not have the authority to ess the learning space¡¯s study programmes on her own. That is, if Little Four did not allow it, she would not be able to open the mental doors that represented those courses in her mindscape. If Ling Lan were someone else, she might have fretted over this, or may even suspect the learning device of having ulterior motives. However, Ling Lan was very tolerant. If she couldn¡¯t open it, then she couldn¡¯t open it. There was no need to push. It was nice enough to have someone to shoot the breeze with when she was bored. At heart, Ling Lan did not have any ambitions to lord over other people. All she wanted to do was live ¡ª safely, freely, and painlessly. ******** In short order, the assistant had returned from giving his report. He nodded lightly at the military doctor, indicating that he should continue with the injections. Having received approval from the superiors, the military doctor continued injecting without worry. He had honestly been taken aback by Ling Lan¡¯s insane absorption rate, but had also been troubled over how he could ount for the excess injections used to his superiors. Finally, at the tenth tube, the military doctor finally felt more and more resistance as he continued to push the plunger. In the end, he could no longer inject any more agent when there were only a few drops left in the barrel. Only then did the military doctor pull out the needle, secretly dabbing away the sweat on his forehead. Luckily this child had been satisfied with this tenth shot, letting themplete their mission sessfully. A child who could absorb ten tubes of agent was not unheard of, but it was definitely very umon. The military people did not linger, leaving after a brisk farewell, leaving behind a bewildered Lan Luofeng and a slightly knowing Ling Qin. ******** Ling Lan¡¯s gaze tracked the soldiers as they left, and she finally rxed. And then, she registered a heavy weight in her dder ... she was dismayed. She hadn¡¯t even had much milk to drink since her mum knew that she would be given agent to absorb, so why did she have the uncontroble urge to pee? As if sensing Ling Lan¡¯s distress, Little Four said sheepishly, "I was afraid the military people would notice, so I didn¡¯t dare to expel the impurities through your sweat nds, but instead directed them to your dder ..." In other words, with all the impurities gathered there, it would be even more surprising if she didn¡¯t need to pee. Ling Lan didn¡¯t even have the chance to yell for her mother before she tragically wet the bed once again ... "Little Four, you¡¯re dead meat!" wailed Ling Lan. God dammit! It had taken so long for her to regain some sense of dignity, and appeal to others as a lovable and angelic baby. But those joyous days had barely begun before they were ruined by this inconsiderate Little Four. Ling Lan was saddened once again. Especially when she heard her mum smack her bum lightly, teasing her for wetting the bed again, she felt the world around her grow dim in despair. Chapter 11: Learning System Activated! Chapter 11: Learning System Activated! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 That afternoon, on the of Doha, in the chief¡¯s office in the logistics headquarters of the first military regiment of the Federation, a young officer was reporting to the Chief of Central Logistics on the urgent news delivered today. "Chief, it has been confirmed that there is nothing wrong with Doctor Mu¡¯s report. The reports of the six mecha pilot escorts match up with his report perfectly," reported the young officer, flipping through the notes in his hands as he stood respectfully facing his seated superior. Behind the desk flipping through another set of notes sat an energetic middle-aged General. He nodded as he listened, before asking, "How many people know about this?" The young officer paused for a moment, stunned by the unexpected question, but he quickly recovered and answered, "Chief, this matter was handled by me personally. Other than my assistant and I, and those directly involved, no one else in the military is aware of the details." "Very good. Designate the information on Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s inheritor as S-ss ¡ª those below the rank of general are not allowed to ess it. Also, put out a gag order for those who already know of the matter. As for the follow-up on that inheritor, let the same group of men be in charge of it." "Yes! Chief." The young officer saluted and left the office with his orders. Alone in the now empty office, the middle-aged General sighed softly, "Ling Xiao, this is all I can do for your child. Hopefully he doesn¡¯t attract the attention of anyone else in the military." ******** Ling Lan was very lucky. Completely unbeknownst to her, a certain someone had taken special care to protect her so that she would not be controlled by the military and be forced to be a fighting machine. What this gave her was time ¡ª precious time to grow up and enjoy her childhood. However, at this moment, Ling Lan had no thought to spare for how the military wanted to treat her. Although she had been worried that her unusual absorption rate would attract the military¡¯s attention, after ten peaceful days of nothing happening, she had put it out of her mind and moved on to do other things. She had always been an optimistic girl, which was why she had managed to survive twenty-four years of unbearable pain with her sanity intact. Of course, another reason why Ling Lan had put away her concerns about the military so quickly was the fact her attention had been drawn away by some wonderful news. Early this morning, Little Four had announced, with great aplomb, that she was now qualified to ess the learning mind-space. In Little Four¡¯s mind-space, a spacious circr hall was Ling Lan¡¯s entry point. Surrounding her were a circle of tightly sealed doors. Ling Lan had tried to open some of them, but every single one had been shut tight, and would not budge no matter what she did. After Little Four had had his fun watching her make a fool of herself, he had exined that the doors would not open until she met specific learning requirements. As for the details of those requirements, Little Four refused to say and had given her no hint at all. However, Ling Lan still had a good guess that the requirements had to do with her physical fitness, as Little Four had reminded her more than once to work hard on her training. Knowing that this was not up to chance, Ling Lan suppressed her burgeoning curiosity and settled down to focus on her regr training. This would not only aid her in her quest to eliminate the hidden threat to her health, but it might also provide her with the key to essing the materials hidden behind the doors of Little Four¡¯s learning space. In truth, Ling Lan was only approaching this matter with such urgency because she waspletely bored out of her mind. Every day she justy in bed, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating ... or else she was ying on her own. These days as a baby were just too boring to endure. Even when she had been bedridden in her past life, she had at least been able to go online and surf the to relieve her boredom, or perhaps even read some novels or whatnot ... Of course, the other reason why Ling Lan was feeling suffocated was that her mom was being extra vignt in fears that her secret would be exposed. Her mom did not even dare to take her outside, much less take her visiting. As a result, Ling Lan had unfortunately spent the seven months since she had been born in only three ces ¡ª this bedroom, the grand hall, and the balcony ¡ª giving her no chance to truly observe this strange new world. Just when Ling Lan thought that she was going to go crazy from boredom, Little Four showed up with the good news, making her so happy she could cry. And so Ling Lan was on her best behaviour today. After being fed by her mother, she did not fuss to be taken outside as usual, but instead quickly went to sleep (which was in fact entering into the mind-space created by Little Four). This time, when Ling Lan entered the mind-space, she noticed that the space had changed a little since she hadst been there. This little change was a great source of joy to Ling Lan. Among the many tightly sealed doors, one door was shining with an eye-catching red light. On the surface of the door, tworge Chinese words could be seen ¡ª Physical Skills! By her side, Little Four exined, "I have updated thenguage system so that it now uses your current writing system and verbalnguage, so you won¡¯t have any trouble understanding it." Ling Lan was so touched by this that she pulled Little Four over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek in gratitude. Little Four blushed, turningpletely red, and starting to mumble bashfully, "Don¡¯t think you can win me over by being nice! I, Little Four, am an upstanding being, I will never go against my principles no matter what ..." Oh, Little Four. As you¡¯re saying this, can you not wriggle your butt around? And while we¡¯re at it, the corners of your lips are quirked a little too high, aren¡¯t they...? His words had no credibility whatsoever. Ling Lan did not notice Little Four¡¯s mumbling ¡ª all her attention had been taken up by the door before her. She slowly walked up to the door and gave it a good shove, and the door swung open. Ling Lan did not hesitate. She walked right in, and the open door mmed shut behind her. Suddenly, the room went dark. Ling Lan was shocked by this sudden turn of events, and shouted out, "Little Four, where are you?" Little Four¡¯s voice did not ring out through the darkness. All was silent around her, and the room was as dark as before. The eeriebination of darkness and silence caused Ling Lan¡¯s heart to pound violently, but she fought the instinctual terror and stood still, deciding to wait it out. She had faith that Little Four would never harm her. Ling Lan did not know how long she waited, for in the dark silence, time stretched endlessly, making the wait feel much longer than it really was. After a while, the cloistered darkness made Ling Lan recall her time as a fetus, and her rapid heartbeat started slowing gradually until it returned to normal. She shut her eyes and tried to remember how it felt to be within her mother¡¯s body, and was suffused with a tranquil calmness. Her fear and anxiety faded, and she entered a semi-conscious semi-dreamlike state ... After an indeterminate amount of time, Ling Lan abruptly sensed that the dark world around her had be awash with light. She squinted at the sudden brightness, and slowly surfaced from the depths of her inner calm. As her eyesight adjusted to the light, Ling Lan found that she was standing in an open square. The area was asrge as a football field, no, evenrger. Ling Lan felt very small in this wide expanse of space. Right then, a slightly mechanical voice spoke tonelessly from behind her, "Psychological resilience [SSS] rank. Highest level of physical skill training authorised." Apparently, the beginning was just another test. The system had been evaluating her psychological resilience based on her reaction ¡ª if she had reacted too badly, the system would have kicked her out and made her try again another time. On the other hand, if she did well enough to pass, the system would assign a ranking based on her score, which would be used to determine what level of training she¡¯d be subjected to. Of course, even if Ling Lan¡¯s performance was terrible, the system would still have allowed her to start learning the most basic level of physical skill training eventually, but her training would have been inevitably dyed. It should be noted that the earlier a contractor can learn the skills avable in the mind-space, the better ¡ª which is why the Mandora star system chose to have newborn babes bound to these learning devices. Still, what the child can aplish in the end is also dependent on his innate qualities. A heaven-blessed genius would be able to achieve much more bypleting the courses provided by the learning system, bing more and more outstanding, while a mediocre talent may just while away in mediocrity ... if the learning system is activated toote, the difference in levels would be impossible to bridge. Undeniably, Ling Lan had the great advantage of having two lives worth of experience,ting her the highest psychological resilience ranking of [SSS] from the system at first try. But we should also remember to shed a tear for Ling Lan ¡ª true to its name, the highest level of physical skill training was not an easy course to master ... it looked like Ling Lan would soon be living a miserable life of being tormented by the system. Ling Lan spun her head around to look for the source of the sudden voice and saw a uniformed male soldier standing there, eyes cold as he observed her. Don¡¯t ask Ling Lan how she knew the man was a soldier ¡ª it was a gut feeling. Ling Lan felt as if he were an unsheathed sword, sharp and precise, and she found it difficult to breathe just from being under the pressure of his gaze. Chapter 12: Tests Could Be Anywhere Chapter 12: Tests Could Be Anywhere Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan gulped silently and tried to remain calm as she asked, "Will you be teaching me physical skills?" Ling Lan was extremely interested in learning these skills. In her previous life she had been mostly confined to a bed, but now that she had a healthy body, she wanted to learn as much as could so that this great body of hers was not wasted. The man remained expressionless, replying tly, "No, I am just here to introduce the skill paths you may choose." Ling Lan exhaled in relief yet couldn¡¯t help but feel a little disappointed. Although facing the man was extremely stressful, like a mountain pressing upon her making it hard to breathe, this also meant that he was very formidable. If he had been her teacher, she would certainly have benefitted greatly. The man paid no mind to Ling Lan¡¯s conflicted feelings, but continued by introducing himself. "You may call me Number One." Number One? Was that a codename? Could it be that in this learning space, all the instructors had no names but only went by codenames? Was it because names were unnecessary? Or was there some other reason? Number One continued, "As follows, I will introduce the options you have under the highest level of physical skills training. There are three sets ¡ª the Offensive Series, the Bnced Series, and the Defensive Series." Ling Lan listened very attentively as this choice would affect her entire life. She could not afford to be careless. "The Offensive Series, as its name implies, will cover the physical skills necessary in building a foundation for forceful offensive attacks. The Bnced Series will cover foundational physical skills suitable for a mixture of offence and defence, while the Defensive Series will focus on defence. Each contractor may only choose one set to practise." Number One seemed satisfied with Ling Lan¡¯s serious attitude as he further exined, "These three foundation physical skill sets cannot be practised simultaneously, or else the body will be greatly damaged." Ling Lan was startled ¡ª she had indeed been considering the ambitious idea of learning more than one set, and she had not expected Number One to see through her intentions and warn her. Gratefully, she said, "Thank you, Instructor Number One!" Although Number One had said that he would not be her instructor, Ling Lan sincerely felt that Number One was strong enough to be anyone¡¯s instructor, and thus deserved the title. Number One seemed a little taken aback by Ling Lan¡¯s manner of address, but quickly brushed it off. In his usual t tone, he asked, "Which set will you pick?" Ling Lan considered the three sets. Honestly, Ling Lan was drawn towards the Bnced Series ¡ª since it covered both offence and defence, this meant that the set had no obvious weaknesses, while the other two sets had very distinct advantages and disadvantages. Ling Lan did not n to be a master practitioner, but only wanted to strengthen her body. Just as she was about to answer, a sh of inspiration caused her to say instead, "Instructor Number One, I would like to hear your rmendation. Which set would work best for me?" Number One¡¯s gaze turned sharp ¡ª his focused gaze was like a dagger flying straight at her, but Ling Lan¡¯s face still held a neutral smile, as if she felt none of Number One¡¯s rage. The two of them stared at each other. The pressureing from Number One grew heavier and heavier. Though Ling Lan still looked calm on the surface, she was already quaking in her bones. She desperately encouraged herself to hang in there, telling herself that she just needed to hold on a little bit longer. Finally, Ling Lan prevailed. Number One dialled back his killer gaze, and an almost indiscernible smile flitted across his face. Ling Lan¡¯s heart settled ¡ª she knew she had made the right choice. As expected, Number One gave her his rmendation. "I rmend you choose the Defensive Series!" In truth, the presence of Number One was not so simple as to just introduce the sets to the contractors. He was actually another one of the examiners. From his very first sentence, he had begun misleading the contractors, giving contractors the false impression that they were free to choose any of the three physical skill sets he described. Of course, once a contractor had chosen, Number One would also allow said contractor to practise that set of physical skills. The problem was, had the contractor really chosen the set that was suitable for him? In the first ce, the learning devices had been designed to nurture excellence in outstanding talents. Although this lucky shot-in-the-dark method of choosing could still result in several prodigies, it did not fit in with the original intentions of the learning devices ... As such, the only valid exnation was that this was all still a test. A test which assessed the observational skills and logical reasoning of the contractors. Anyone with a little smarts would have noticed ¡ª did a simple introduction of the physical skill sets really require the presence of such a formidable instructor as Number One? This was obviously illogical. Naturally, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t that smart. She had not noticed this little logical w, but had in fact been truly fooled. However, she was very clear on one point, and that was that Number One was very strong. Moreover, she believed that no one knew the pros and cons of the three physical skill sets better than Number One. And since there was such an impressive instructor right in front of her, wouldn¡¯t it be a waste not to ask him for some advice? Thus, Ling Lan decided to ask Number One at that crucial moment. In this almost idental manner, Ling Lan stumbled her way past another test. It had to be said that Ling Lan was really very lucky. Since Number One had given his rmendation, Ling Lan naturally did not presume to think she could choose any better, and she quickly selected the Defensive Series of physical skills to learn. Once Ling Lan verbally acknowledged her selection of the Defensive Series, the scenery in front of Ling Lan¡¯s eyes changed. At this point, Number One had disappeared, and the person in front of her was now a delicate-looking female soldier. The soldier smiled and said, "Hello. For this period of time, I shall be responsible for your training. You may call me Number Nine!" This self-proimed Number Nine female soldier had a rather slim figure and did not possess the strong aura and thick sense of bloodshed that Number One did. Her strength was of a more introverted type ¡ª the description ¡¯still as a statue, movement as a wild hare¡¯ 1 described her perfectly. Ling Lan believed that, in a fight, this female warrior would probably be able to defeat a hulking brute with just one move. She called out respectfully, "Instructor Number Nine, please take care of me." Number Nine did not say anything more but immediately started doing several stretching exercises, indicating for Ling Lan to repeat them after her. Ling Lan found that although these few moves seemed easy, they were actually not. They stretched each part of the human body to its extreme, with the clear purpose of increasing the body¡¯s flexibility. These moves had some simrity with the popr yoga from 10000 years ago, giving Ling Lan a strange sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu. This set of moves had a total of nine stances. After Number Nine performed them three times, she noticed that Ling Lan had memorized all of them. Without giving Ling Lan any chance for questions, she sent Ling Lan¡¯s consciousness back to the main study hall with a flick of her finger. Ling Lan was struck dizzy by the unexpected blow. She wrapped her hands around her head and squatted, staying still as she waited for the dizziness to pass. As it slowly faded, she found that Little Four, who had been out here waiting for all this time, had worried himself sick over her. He was spinning in circles around her, trying to see if she was alright. "I¡¯m fine, Little Four. Just a little tired. I need to go out and rest a little." Ling Lan squeezed out a smile with some effort to reassure Little Four. She felt as if her spiritual and mental energy had been drained, and was so tired that she just really wanted to sleep. She quickly said goodbye to Little Four, returned to her physical body, and fell into a deep sleep, for real this time. Dead to the world, Ling Lan did not know that the anxious Little Four secretly used his energy to help Ling Lan activate her Qi cirction. He did so over and over again until her Qi started circting on its own. Only then did Little Four stop and keep away his energy. After doing this, Little Four¡¯s image in the learning space became much dimmer ... Chapter 13: Car or Plane? Chapter 13: Car or ne? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Recently, Lan Luofeng had been mired in a conflicted sense of joy. These days, her baby was no longer visiting the sandman every time she wasn¡¯t eating. However, before she could be happy about that for long, her conflict began ¡ª her baby had somehow became fascinated with a strange curled position. Now, there was nothing wrong with the curled position ... but whenever she saw her baby¡¯s two little feet used as bolsters hugged between her little hands against her little head, Lan Luofeng couldn¡¯t help but twitch internally and feel a phantom pain in her bones ¡ª this position was definitely not something her old bones could achieve. If it wasn¡¯t for the fact that Ling Lan was smiling like an idiot the whole time, so she knew that the position was not difficult at all for babies, she really would have rescued those little feet from those plump little hands. Luckily Ling Lan did not know what Lan Luofeng was thinking about, or else she would have burst out in tears. This position was not as easy as her mum thought it was. Even for a baby¡¯s body, getting into this position was not an easy feat. Sadder still, this was just the easiest first stance ¡ª the following eight stances were even more difficult, with each consecutive stance being harder than the stance before it. Right now, Ling Lan really had no idea whether she could reallyplete learning the nine stances within a year. She recalled Instructor Number Nine¡¯s warning. If she could not master the nine stances in a year, there would be punishment. Of course, to bnce it out, if she finished learning the stances within the time limit, there would be a reward ¡ª the earlier she finished before the deadline, the better the reward. In the mind-space, Ling Lan had felt that doing the nine stances was pretty easy, and so had been surprised when Instructor Number Nine had given her a one year deadline. She had arrogantly believed then that she would be able to aplish the task within a month. Now, she finally realised that she had underestimated the courses of the learning space ... they were truly insane. Actually, the difficulty was not in getting into the position itself, but rather in achieving perfect uracy. Each and every muscr curvature and angle must be pin-point precise. These few days, Ling Lan had been practising the first stance over and over again, but she still hadn¡¯t been able to achieve the most urate position in one move. Rather, she had to slowly tweak her position to get it right. This did not fulfil her instructor¡¯s expectations, which was to get into the most urate position within one second. However, Ling Lan was not anxious. She continued her routine of practising the curled position with her physical body when awake, and practising with her spiritual self in the mind-space when asleep. Although practising in the mind-space had no direct impact on her body, it allowed her to hone her intuition ¡ª in other words, it gave her the ability to assess whether she had achieved the ideal position within a split second. Where there¡¯s a will, there¡¯s a way. After over two months, just as she was about to turn nine-months old, she managed to achieve the state where her body would react the second her will moved. Within the blink of an eye, she could get into the ideal position. This officially marked Ling Lan¡¯s mastery of the first stance. Just as Ling Lan was about to happily begin practising the second stance, some wonderful news brought a halt to Ling Lan¡¯s practice. Her mother had finally decided to be charitable and take her out for a day of shopping ... In reality, rich and noble families with deep foundations like the Ling family would usually have a chambein to handle everything within the household. As the mistress, Lan Luofeng had no need whatsoever to go out to purchase anything personally. However, Lan Luofeng felt that since Ling Lan had already started to recognise people and notice objects, it was necessary for her to go out so she could explore more of her surroundings. Although Chambein Ling Qin felt that the outing was still a little too premature, he would never go against Lan Luofeng¡¯s decisions, and so had quickly made the appropriate arrangements. As a result, Ling Lan stepped out of the house for the first time to see what the world 10000 yearster was like. Over the grand hall and out the door, Ling Lan was immediately greeted by a refreshing scent. Arge expanse of grass appeared before her eyes ... That¡¯s right, outside the front door wasn¡¯t a marble staircase as Ling Lan half-expected, or even a wide and solid cement road ¡ª instead, there was a whole field of verdant grass stretching out into the distance. Ling Lan actually couldn¡¯t see the end of it, which just went to show howrge the field really was. Howrge really was her family home? Ling Lan didn¡¯t even have time to get over her awe before a car flew in from a distance. That¡¯s right, flew. This thing was like a car yet unlike a car. Its design was very much like the roadsters of Ling Lan¡¯s time. There was no one inside the vehicle, and the two seats were such that one was in front of the other. There was no steering wheel, and there were no such things as wheels below it, just a t surface. Could this be an unmanned car or ne? Please forgive Ling Lan for her uncertain phrasing ¡ª she was unsure what to call the vehicle although she was instinctively leaning towards it being a car. That thing was hovering in the air, about 3 metres off the ground, but as it got closer to Ling Lan¡¯s group, the vehicle descended lower and lower. By the time it stopped in front of Ling Lan, its height had dropped to just 50 centimetres above the ground, a convenient height for embarking and disembarking. The car doors opened automatically, greatly surprising an unprepared Ling Lan. Lan Luofeng and Ling Qin¡¯s attention was currently not on Ling Lan however, so they did not notice Ling Lan¡¯s strange change of expression. "Mistress, please get into the car!" said Ling Qin respectfully. Into the car? Bingo! 10000 yearster, themon transportation vehicle was still the car, so Ling Lan did not have to worry that she would say something wrong by ident in the future. Holding Ling Lan in her arms, Lan Luofeng moved directly to the back seat, while Ling Qin sat in the front seat. Ling Qin ordered, " Ling-Zero-Seven 1 , enter fully-sealed mode." A synthesised voice rang out immediately in response, "Order acknowledged by Ling-Zero-Seven." Following this, the four doors swung shut and a transparent cover appeared to close over the previously open top section, turning the vehicle into a fully-sealed car. (At this very moment, within the mind-space, a napping Little Four was jolted awake. It felt like a brother was close by ...) The synthesised voice soon rang out again, "Please select your destination." This time Ling Qin did not answer, but turned back to look inquiringly at Lan Luofeng. After some thought, for safety reasons, Lan Luofeng decided to go to a ssicmercial building which only catered to qualified members. After receiving the destination, the transport vehicle Ling-Zero-Seven was soon off. Perhaps it was due to the fact that the car was hovering, but there was almost no sense of movement. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that the scenery outside was speeding by, Ling Lan would have thought that she was only enclosed in a small room. The car gradually arrived at the busy city centre, giving Ling Lan the first glimpse of traffic. Ling Lan saw many other simr cars driving around theirs. At first, she had thought that all the cars drove at the same height, but in reality, this was not the case. On the same vertical axis, Ling Lan saw four different cars flying in the same direction at different heights, moving together at the same pace. Ling Lan was awed yet puzzled by this. She wondered how these cars calibrated their heights ¡ª were they not afraid of idents happening? Her doubt was quickly cleared up, however, when Ling-Zero-Seven said, "Hover car on a collision course detected. Current distance 3 kilometres. Adjustment signal sent ..." It looked like the hover cars operated under a central program and also had to possess a certain level of intelligence ¡ª enough for them to discover problems pre-emptively, and to take preventive action to avoid collisions. As expected, Ling-Zero-Seven¡¯s next words showed that the two cars had arrived at an agreement. "Descending one metre! Time for descent will be in three seconds, please watch out." In three seconds, their hover car really descended one metre, while the approaching hover car ascended by over a metre. Just like that, the two cars brushed by each other, and the distance between the two cars when they had shifted tracks ... Well. Ling Lan¡¯s little heart had skipped a beat ¡ª that was too goddamn close! Had there even been 10 centimetres between the two cars?! However, looking at the calm and unconcerned faces of her mother and Chambein Ling Qin, Ling Lan knew that this distance must be pretty normal here. It looked like she still had some adapting to do. Chapter 14: Fear of Heights is a Big Problem Chapter 14: Fear of Heights is a Big Problem Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 When the hover car entered a sprawling city, Ling Lan could see towering skyscrapers and other tall buildings all around her, making her feel like she was truly in a future world. Almost every level of every building had parking spaces, and Ling Lan saw numerous hover cars hanging by the various levels of the tall buildings as they travelled. The sight made her think of Christmas trees, decorated with baubles, uniquely interesting. It couldn¡¯t be helped since those hover cars came in all colours of the rainbow, vibrant and eye-catching. Very quickly, Ling Lan had arrived at her destination. Ling-Zero-Seven paused for a moment in mid-air as it requestednding approval from their target building. The response came quickly, telling them to park at Area B Number 77¨C9. The hover car started circling the building until it arrived at a particr section. Then, it started rising, up and up for an unknown number of levels, before finally touching down on an emptynding spot. After Ling-Zero-Seven had finished parking properly, the car doors once again swung open on their own. As Lan Luofeng stepped out of the car, bending over slightly in the process, Ling Lan got a glimpse of the floor beneath her mother¡¯s feet ... and then, tragedy! The floor was entirely transparent ¡ª one could see everything below it. And just like that, Ling Lan grew dizzy and light-headed. Dammit, so she was afraid of heights! Since she had been bedridden from a young age, for most of her life, she had never known she had this fatal weakness. Ling Lan could almost cry ¡ª she was starting to think thating to the future was a terrible thing. On the way here from home, she had noticed that almost all the buildings in this world basically consisted of 100 levels or more ... Furthermore, the main mode of transportation here seemed to be the hover car, which could freely travel up to several hundred metres into the air. All this just proved that she would never be able to escape from heights in this life. Ling Lan was tormented ... how was she supposed to live? Ignorant of Ling Lan¡¯s plight, Lan Luofeng brought her into the building and walked into a transparent viewing elevator. As for what happened next, not surprisingly, Ling Lan fainted dramatically. Er ... I mean, fell asleep. Well, at least that¡¯s what her mum Lan Luofeng believed, totally missing the tears clinging to Ling Lan¡¯s eyshes. Now, even if she did notice them, she would have just thought that those tears were the result of her baby¡¯s sleepiness. Look, don¡¯t they just make her eyes sparkle in such an adorable way? Ling Lan did not know how long she had fainted ... eh-hm, slept, before she was woken up by a screeching sound. Opening her still somewhat blurry eyes, she saw a rampaging female dragon spitting out indiscriminate fire. "Lan Luofeng, you think you still have the right to show up here?" The yelling woman was still quite pretty, but that affected peacock-like attitude was rather unbing, making her lose all sense of ss. Ling Lan categorised her as an unsavoury character with one nce. She had no tolerance for anyone who scorned her mother. Still, Ling Lan was a little curious. Till now, she had not seen a single ugly person ¡ª everyone had at least looked decent. Ling Lan guessed that this future world was probably technologically advanced enough ... enough that a person¡¯s features could be calibrated while within the womb? Uh, Ling Lan, what do you think foetuses are? Programs or machines? Calibrated indeed ... Ling Lan only found outter that, quite simply, although it did have something to do with technology as Ling Lan had guessed, the changes weren¡¯t made before birth, but after. Anyone whose appearance did not fit within certain beauty parameters could choose to use beauty correction agents to fix their appearance. Although that sounded impressive, it was basically the same principle as cosmetic surgery, just more technologically advanced so everything could be handled via injections without the need to go under a knife. Of course, this did not preclude the existence of extremists, who for the sake of greater beauty beyond regr parameters, would push aside the agents and opt directly for the knife. Lan Luofeng said nothing in reply to the seething woman, but merely cast a cold nce at her, before ignoring herpletely to head towards an empty VIP room with her daughter in her arms. Lan Luofeng¡¯s clear dismissal made the woman even angrier. She grabbed hold of Lan Luofeng by the shoulder, and was just about to speak when Lan Luofeng hissed at her, "Let go!" Before the woman could do so, Chambein Ling Qin had rushed over from a few steps away to administer a light flick of his finger. With a shout of pain, the woman was pushed back a step and naturally lost her grip. Interest shed in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes ¡ª she hadn¡¯t expected that the outwardly gentle and understated Chambein Ling Qin was such a skilled fighter. That almost imperceptible small movement had been caught by Ling Lan¡¯s bright eyes. "Mistress, please go ahead into the VIP room with the young master. There are too many riff-raff here, they shouldn¡¯t disturb you." Without any expression on his face, Ling Qin stepped in between that woman and Lan Luofeng. If he hadn¡¯t been a bit too far away from Lan Luofeng back then, this woman wouldn¡¯t have had a chance toy a hand on his mistress. Ling Qin was annoyed at himself ¡ª it was all because of his negligence that the woman had managed to get close to the mistress and the young master. If she had had any evil intentions ... at the thought, Ling Qin felt a cold sweat break out along his back in bted fear. In truth, Ling Qin was being too hard on himself. If someone had truly had intentions to harm Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan, an expert of his calibre would definitely have sensed it and taken the appropriate defensive measures. He had only been taken by surprise because he hadn¡¯t sensed any killing intent from the surrounding people. Furthermore, this VIP section was specially set aside for women, so the surrounding people were all either noblewomen or women from rich and powerful families, leading Ling Qin to subconsciously slow his steps. "Alright, Uncle Qin!" Lan Luofeng had no interest in arguing with the woman and making a public spectacle. Ever since Ling Xiao had died and she had broken ties with the Ling family, Lan Luofeng had known that she would be ostracised by some of the noblewomen circles. Over the years, though the Ling family hadn¡¯t conducted much proper business, they had been rather proactive in arranging marriage alliances with the various elite and noble families. While they did not manage to connect with the main descendants of those families, they still managed to build some significant contacts among the lesser branches of those families. That woman who had grabbed Lan Luofeng was one of those Ling family marriage prospects. Her family had agreed to the marriage alliance because they had been interested in the power umted by Ling Suzheng and Ling Xiao in the army, and were hoping that the Ling family would be able to help them with that power. However, following Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s sudden death, the Ling family had failed in their power struggle with Lan Luofeng and had been forced to leave Doha, leaving her ns in ruins. The main cause of all this was Lan Luofeng¡¯s clever trap, which is why her resentment had red at the sight of Lan Luofeng, causing her to rush up like a mad dog to vent her frustrations. Lan Luofeng was not at all surprised by this turn of events. However, Lan Luofeng didn¡¯t care. She had never had any aspirations for power to begin with. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that she had wanted to show her baby the world outdoors, she would have just happily stayed home without a thought for the outside world. As such, why would she care if others ostracised her or scorned her? It cannot be denied that Lan Luofeng was a proud woman. While Ling Xiao had been around, she had still been willing to make an effort to mingle with these noblewomen. But now, she had no mood for it. Ling Xiao¡¯s death had robbed her of half her soul, while the remaining half had be dedicated to the raising of Ling Lan and the defence of Ling Xiao¡¯s hard-earned premium military benefits. Lan Luofeng ignored the whispers that broke out after that scene and walked into one of the unupied VIP rooms. At the same time, a waiting VIP service staff entered after her to provide her services. Ling Lan sighed. The damnable ss system still existed 10000 yearster despite efforts to remove it ¡ª looked like equality among all human beings really only worked in theory. Chapter 15: Sorry, I Lost Control! Chapter 15: Sorry, I Lost Control! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 In the VIP room, Ling Lan was having her horizons expanded. She would never have imagined that in this world 10000 yearster, one would no longer have to look for items in a store personally, but could just sitfortably in a VIP room and select categories of items to look at from an ultra-wide screen in the room. These items would be presented to you in 3D imaging, along with a detailed introduction. If a customer was particrly interested in an item, they could click on it to get even more information. Lan Luofeng perused the items with her full attention. She was basically only looking at items for Ling Lan, and very quickly, item after item had been delivered to the VIP room to await Lan Luofeng¡¯s final decision. "Infant Musical Bed: This item is elliptical in shape. There are two freely-interchangeable modes ¡ª half-sealed transparency mode and fully-sealed transparency mode. While the infant is sleeping on the bed, it can automatically select the appropriate music based on the infant¡¯s brain waves to encourage sleep. Besides that, this bedes equipped with its own intework and can download thetest music in the Federation on its own, saving parents the trouble." Its own intework? Automatic downloading and updating? The idle Ling Lan had just been about to fall asleep when these words poured into her ears, waking her up immediately. It should be known that she had been pestered half to death by Little Four recently. Every day he would whine and plead with her to find a chance for him to go online. In his words, "The one who has control over information shall triumph ..." Of course, Little Four was just saying it for the sake of saying it ¡ª Ling Lan and Little Four had no real enemies on the surface after all. The reason for Little Four¡¯s urgency was that he needed to understand more about this world so he could better serve his host, lest he make any serious mistakes out of ignorance. Take the incident of the gene stimting agent for example. It was precisely because Little Four had no clue about the absorption rate of infants in this world that the results had been so shocking, almost causing immense trouble for Ling Lan. If a mysterious benefactor hadn¡¯t stepped in to seal the information, Ling Lan might have already been snatched away by the military to be a war machine. Of course, the mentally adult Ling Lan would not have been so easily brainwashed and could have chosen to run away and hide. However, that would spell the end of her freedom, unless there came a day when she was strong enough to break free from the shackles of the country. Whenever Little Four and Ling Lan thought back on the incident, they would break out in a cold sweat. Even now they dared not drop their guard. Arge part of the reason why Ling Lan took over two months to master the first stance was that she hadn¡¯t dared to put full effort into her training. She was constantly worried there were spies around, so she didn¡¯t want to do anything else out of the ordinary to arouse their suspicion. Today, such great news just happened to fall into herp. A way for her to ess the inte, and in such a subtle manner too. It was an infant bed after all ¡ª who would suspect an infant sleeping on the bed to be secretly essing the inte? Hehe, brother, you must be crazy, please seek treatment immediately. Everyone would look at you as if you were an idiot, a fool, a madman ... and then throw down that line and walk away. Ling Lan was overjoyed ¡ª this bed was just made for her. Only she could use this infant bed to its full capacity, and not let its functions collect dust. Ling Lan mbered up decisively and started babbling excitedly while pointing at the infant bed. She was telling her mother that this bed was hers. Lan Luofeng was on the same wavelength as Ling Lan this time. With some surprise, she said, "Does Ling Lan want this bed? Could it be that Ling Lan likes music? Alright, since Ling Lan likes it, mummy will buy it." Okay, Lan Luofeng was obviously a doting mother ¡ª anything her child wanted, she would get. Fortunately, Ling Lan was a mentally mature person on the inside, or else she would certainly be spoiled rotten under Lan Luofeng¡¯s unreserved affection. Ling Lan got what she wanted, so her mood was great. She went to look for Little Four to gloat. "Little Four, Little Four ..." Little Four seemed to be in a strange mood, for he didn¡¯t respond at all to Ling Lan¡¯s calls, but was drawing circles on the ground with a sad look on his face. Ling Lan was exasperated and immediately greeted his head with a fist. "You rascal, what are you doing?" Unexpectedly, Little Four remained sullenly silent. Under normal circumstances, Little Four would have jumped up by now and would be loudlyining about Ling Lan¡¯s domestic abuse. Ling Lan was miffed and at a bit of a loss. She proceeded to pinch and pull at Little Four¡¯s face with all her might, hoping that Little Four would return to his senses. This time, there was finally some effect. Listlessly, Little Four smacked her hand away, and asked with a long face, "What¡¯s up?" Ling Lan asked concernedly, "Did something happen?" Little Four expelled a heavy breath and said, "I have been yed by this world." The words had barely left Little Four¡¯s mouth when the furious Ling Lan gave him a solid kick in the ass, sending him flying. "Dammit, are you kidding me?!" This kick chased away Little Four¡¯s strange mood and reced it with anger. He threw himself at Ling Lan, grabbing hold of her thigh and yelling, "You promised you wouldn¡¯t use violence! You¡¯re still hitting me, I want toin! Comin!" "Comin my foot! I still need to ask you why you tricked me! Looking like you were gonna die, letting me worry?!" For some reason, Ling Lan just couldn¡¯t control the anger burning within her. She knew very well that Little Four might have just been ying a prank ¡ª this was something she would have easily brushed off with augh in the past, why couldn¡¯t she do that now? Ling Lan didn¡¯t know that this was an explosion caused by the build-up of negative emotions in her heart. Although Ling Lan had consoled herself all this time after the gene stimting agent incident that everything was fine, Ling Lan had actually been unable to truly be at ease. She had been frightened that her secret would be exposed to the military, that she would be an experiment and end up torn between life and death. These sorts of negative emotions had been hiding deep in Ling Lan¡¯s heart all this time ¡ª if she didn¡¯t have a chance to release them, they would have had a negative impact on Ling Lan someday in the future. It should be said that Ling Lan was very lucky. Ling Lan¡¯s mood had brightened considerably due to this outing, a vast difference from her usual calm and forced tolerance. The torments of her previous illness may have given Ling Lan unbelievably strong tolerance and resilience, but that was also where the problem arose. Tolerance was a double-edged sword ¡ª being overly tolerant was harmful to both body and mind. Of course, just this sudden upswing to happiness would not have been enough to set off Ling Lan. However, Ling Lan had be extremely excited by the inte-equipped infant bed, and when she had sought Little Four out to share this news with him, his hopeless demeanour had pushed Ling Lan from the heights of happiness to the lows of anxiety. This sudden and dramatic shift in strongly opposing emotions caused Ling Lan¡¯s perfect tolerance to crack. As a result, the deeply hidden negative emotions exploded ... leading to Ling Lan¡¯s uncharacteristic kick and subsequent rampage. The two of them wrestled in the mind-space until they both ran out of energy and flopped to the ground. Ling Lany there, panting heavily. She hadn¡¯t expected to fight with a little kid, but her heart now felt amazingly light, as if her soul had been cleansed. Ling Lan chuckled, saying, "Little Four, I¡¯m sorry. I lost control." Chapter 16: Little Four Wants to Earn Money Chapter 16: Little Four Wants to Earn Money Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Little Four rolled around the floor once sheepishly, before rolling over to Ling Lan¡¯s side. "It¡¯s okay. After fighting with you, I feel much better. I was really very unhappy before ..." "How so?" "When we were in the hover car earlier and Ling-Zero-Seven spoke, I had thought that this world had someone like me. I was so happy ... since leaving Mandora, I have never met another of my kind, I was so lonely ... but, after secretly talking to Ling-Zero-Seven, I found that Ling-Zero-Seven is not the kin I¡¯m looking for. Although he is very simr, but it¡¯s just ... different ... not the same ... do you understand what I¡¯m saying?" Little Four asked, somewhat incoherently, his face full of hope. He couldn¡¯t be med for his confusion; his mental intelligence was at the level of a five to six year old child at the moment. Ling Lan replied jokingly, "Just like a human and a monkey?" Little Four¡¯s eyes brightened and he nodded vigorously, saying, "Yeah, just like that." Ling Lan patted Little Four¡¯s head affectionately. "Little Four, you forget, I am also a solitary existence in this world. Since you are also alone, and I am also alone, let us continue walking forward aspanions." Little Four was puzzled. "You are my host, of course I will continue to be bound to you in contract and never leave." Ling Lan pulled Little Four into an embrace, saying softly, "That¡¯s not what I¡¯m saying. I mean like family, like siblings, like the best of friends. Let¡¯s entrust our backs to each other, and be each other¡¯s most trusted person." Ling Lan was willing to put her faith in Little Four, for Little Four was the one who had apanied her through the end of herst life, and he was also the one who had given her this new life. All these experiences had made Ling Lan ept Little Four, viewing him as a younger brother. Ling Lan was determined topensate for the regrets of the past life with her new life, and so she wanted a healthy body, freedom and space, and also a friend she could talk to about anything. A younger brother who trusted her, who she could also trust in return ... Laying in Ling Lan¡¯s arms, Little Four was a little lost. He could not understand ¡ª his core dictated that he must be loyal to his host, so why did Ling Lan say they should be each other¡¯s most trustworthy person? Did they not already have that sort of rtionship? This was the first time Little Four was thinking with his full processing power ¡ª even if his core chip became overheated, even if his processes started to slow, he still wanted the answer to this question. Because of this, he knew what it was to want for the first time. He did not want to see Ling Lan disappointed. Even though he knew this was against regtions, he wanted to be selfish just this once. ******** It was now two months after the fight, and during this time, Little Four had managed to infiltrate this world¡¯s inte through the bed¡¯s equippedwork. Under Little Four¡¯s rifications, Ling Lan had learned that the virtual here was already very developed, fully able to stand as a secondary world on its own. Ling Lan highly suspected that her mum was able to confine herself at home most likely because of the existence of this virtualwork, allowing her to do whatever she wanted to without needing to step foot out of her home. Moreover, she wouldn¡¯t have to worry about her identity, and could choose to live freely. From the information he gleaned on the inte, Little Four had discovered the true value of the gene stimting agents, and had also found out the typical absorption rate of the infants here. After Ling Lan was informed, she thought back to her first session with fear ¡ª they had overdid it with the absorption of the agent that time after all. Fortunately, throughout history, there were still a few babies who had absorbed even more agent than her, so at least she wasn¡¯t breaking any records. The two of them conferred,ing to a decision that no matter how many tubes of agent the military brought next month, they would only absorb ten. Actually, Ling Lan didn¡¯t even want to absorb ten tubes. She only wanted to absorb about six or seven tubes, an amount which would match up with her original assessment results. However, Little Four was firmly against it. Because from the information he had gathered, as they grew, the number of tubes an average baby absorbed would only increase rather than decrease after their first time. Only after they had matured would the number gradually fall and taper off, ending when they could finally no longer absorb any. Since Ling Lan had already absorbed ten tubes her first time, it would make no sense for the number to decrease the second time. Rather than risk looking even more abnormal, she might as well continue absorbing ten tubes. After all, that number had already been established the first time, so it wouldn¡¯t be any more surprising to the military. Furthermore, Ling Lan¡¯s body really needed that agent ¡ª Little Four had found that ever since Ling Lan started training in physical skills, her spiritual power had started growing at an even more rapid pace. Little Four was worried that Ling Lan¡¯s body growth would not be able to keep up with the growth of her spiritual power. After some internal debate, Ling Lan decided to ept Little Four¡¯s suggestion. Meanwhile, to better support Ling Lan, Little Four was struggling over how to earn money on the inte. This was because he had discovered suppliers for the agent on the, and although the impurities in those agents were much higher than the ones provided by the military, that was not a problem for Little Four who could clear away those impurities as easily as he could eat a carrot. Erm, well, he couldn¡¯t really eat human food, so ... alright, let¡¯s just assume it¡¯s a virtual carrot. The point is, it was very easy for him. For this grand ambition, Little Four had even secretly created a bank ount by hacking into the system of the Centre of the Federation Banking Alliance. Naturally, bypassing the defences of the system was like child¡¯s y to him, as easy as eating a virtual carrot. To ensure the security of the ount, without any approval, he had set the ount¡¯s level to triple-S. It wasn¡¯t that he didn¡¯t want to set it higher, but only one five-S ount existed at the moment, which was the ount of the Prime Minister of the Federation, so Little Four knew he couldn¡¯t go that far. Ling Lan observed as Little Four did all this and finally understood how amazing Little Four actually was ¡ª in the virtual world, Little Four was a god. However, no matter how amazing Little Four was, he still had no clue how to go about earning money, and so could only turn to Ling Lan for advice. Unfortunately, Ling Lan was also clueless about this. Think about it, her previous life was pretty much spent on a sickbed ¡ª other than learning about the world and getting information from the inte, she had basically spent the rest of her time reading novels andics ... If she had known this day woulde, she would have spent that time learning how to do business and looking up financial information instead ... Thump thump thump! Ling Lan was startled by the sudden sounds beside her. Lifting her head, she was stunned by the pile of books that had appeared in the great hall of the mind-space ... Ling Lan picked up a random book from the pile. The cover read . Looking at the titles of the other books in the pile, Ling Lan¡¯s face turned ck. Little Four looked at her with a face begging for praise, so proud of himself as if he had done a great thing. Ling Lan said through gritted teeth, "Why did you bring out so many financial books? And where did you get these?" Little Four said smugly, "Weren¡¯t you thinking about how you wanted to read more about these things? Luckily while you were in your previous body, I had downloaded and stored all the books I could get from the inte there. No matter what you want, I have it ..." Ling Lan blew up. "You think if I finish reading these I can be a business expert overnight? I think you¡¯re dreaming! What good can books do?!" Little Four drooped. "Are they useless?" "Of course they are! It¡¯s all theory. It¡¯s not that easy in the real world ¡ª the most these books can do is just provide some entertainment," said Ling Lan, resigned. She knew very well that she had no talent in this area. Little Four was very disappointed. With low spirits, he said, "So they are only for human entertainment. Looks like I¡¯ve wasted my time. To get all these books, I have spent so much time ..." Seeing this, Ling Lan felt sorry for Little Four, and quickly reassured him, "No no, there could still be some precious books in your collection. And some people who want these books may never be able to get them anymore ..." A sh of inspiration rushed through Ling Lan¡¯s mind, but remained just out of her grasp. Little Four sighed, "In your previous world, all these books were freely avable on the inte, who wouldn¡¯t be able to get them? Stop trying to make me feel better ..." "My previous world? 10000 years ago ..." Ling Lan finally caught hold of that spark. Excitedly, she said, "Little Four, I have figured out how we can earn money!" Chapter 17: Redemption of Honour Points? Chapter 17: Redemption of Honour Points? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Little Four asked excitedly, "What is it?" Ling Lanughed and said, "After these ten thousand years, even if there are cloud drives and other sorts of storage methods, I don¡¯t think all books would have been preserved till now ... why don¡¯t you go look and see if there are any requests for old books on the inte?" Little Four was a little hesitant ¡ª even if there were such requests, there wouldn¡¯t be many, which would only result in chump change. For his purpose of buying Ling Lan more gene stimting agent, he would need a lot more money, the more the better, so this little amount would not even be a drop in the ocean. Exasperated, Ling Lan flicked Little Four¡¯s forehead, saying, "Don¡¯t look down on this little bit of money. We just need to get started and collect some seed money first before looking for other ways to earn money. Otherwise, even if an opportunity appears, we won¡¯t be able to do anything." With this, Little Four understood, and abruptly felt the weight on his shoulders grow exponentially. He stood up tall and thumped his chest, saying, "You can count on me." Looking at his seriously adorable ¡¯believe-in-me-you-will-not-regret-it¡¯ face, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but snicker in her heart. She found herself thankful once again that she had Little Four at her side, who was willing to work hard for her benefit. After some discussion, the two of them decided that Little Four would be fully responsible for all matters on the virtualwork. That said, safety was the top priority ¡ª they¡¯d rather take things slow and gradually umte their seed money, as long as they could keep things as covert as possible. Honestly, they really didn¡¯t need to rush. Even if they could buy the gene stimting agents right now, who would be able to use them? Little Four was a virtual being, while Ling Lan was still a baby who could not even crawl properly yet. After passing on the follow-up tasks to Little Four, Ling Lan happily went to bed without giving any further thought to the matter. Left alone, a fired-up Little Four rushed into the virtual world and started doing as Ling Lan said, slowly umting cash. Ling Lan was someone capable of putting her full trust in others, so she did not pay any further attention to the matter after entrusting Little Four with it, not even asking for a progress report. Little Four was touched by this show of trust ¡ª oh how much faith did his lord have in him ¡ª so he decided he must do his best to serve her until his death. A while back, Little Four had consumed several hundred thousand words of the entire Romance of the Three Kingdoms when fulfilling the request of a client. After that, he had be obsessed, and this was reflected in his method of addressing Ling Lan ¡ª instead of the original ¡¯host¡¯, he now called her ¡¯lord¡¯. Every time Ling Lan heard that form of address, her head would throb ¡ª why did this silly child love cosy so much? It had to be said that Little Four was really very innocent. He had no idea that Ling Lan¡¯s ¡¯show of trust¡¯ was actually just blithe unconcern. In Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, while it would be great if they could earn money, it was also fine even if they didn¡¯t manage to earn any. After all, Little Four was the one who was gung-ho about it, and it was a zero-cost business, so it really didn¡¯t matter whether the results were good or bad. She was just d to see Little Four in high spirits, no longer looking as lonely as he was before. Alright, to be honest, Ling Lan had assigned this task to Little Four as a way to distract him and cheer him up ¡ª and poor Little Four had fallen for it hook, line, and sinker. ******** Time passed by quickly, and Ling Lan finally became a toddler capable of moving about on two feet. During this time, she had received one more round of agent injections, and as discussed, they stopped absorbing at the tenth tube like before. As for the military people, it was the same group as before, and they seemed to havee mentally prepared this time, remaining calm throughout the whole procedure. In fact, they were even gaining the mistaken impression that absorbing ten tubes was apletely natural phenomenon, not deserving of any surprise whatsoever. It had to be said that the military was certainly made up of extraordinarily mentally resilient and adaptable people. One day, during Ling Lan¡¯s sixteenth month of life, she was practising her bendy poses as usual, diligently going through all nine stances one at a time. She had actually managed to learn all nine stances by the time she was just a little over fifteen months old, and since then, she had made sure to practise all nine stances in order every day. Of course, there were still inconsistencies and mistakes, but Ling Lan would correct them as she progressed, gradually converting the nine stances into basic instinct. This time, when Ling Lanpleted the ninth stance, she suddenly felt a surge of heat run through her body. It was sofortable that she couldn¡¯t help but moan in pleasure. This was something that had never happened before ¡ª although she would also feel slightly warm and her body would be loose andfortable after finishing the nine stances, she had never felt this sort of euphoric floaty feeling before. Ling Lanidfortably on her bed, still basking in the echoes of contentment, when she abruptly found that her consciousness had been drawn into the learning mind-space. Before this, she had always chosen to enter actively ¡ª this passive ess was new. Before Ling Lan could protest the learning space¡¯s high-handedness, an aloof man had appeared out of thin air right in front of her. Ling Lan jerked in surprise, but immediately straightened up to say, "Hello, Instructor Number One!" She definitely must not let this formidable man notice her annoyance. Ling Lan intuitively knew that if she angered him, she would lose ayer of skin even if she didn¡¯t die. "Firstly, congrattions on your perfectpletion of the foundation chapter of the advanced physical skills course," said Number One, his face as emotionless and tone as cold as ever. Despite that, for some reason, Ling Lan just felt that Instructor Number One was actually in a very good mood. "Now you shall receive your reward," continued Number One. Ling Lan felt excitement stir within her ¡ª what kind of reward would Instructor Number One give? At this moment, an extremely mechanical voice piped up beside Ling Lan¡¯s ear, "Reward: first item, time remaining from deadline: 49 days, awards 49 honour points; second item, assessment results: perfect, awards 100 honour points. Total of all items: 149 honour points. Please confirm receipt." Facing Number One this time, Ling Lan finally realised that the mechanical voice she had heard before had note from Number One, but seemed to be the voice of the learning space¡¯s system. Ling Lan chuckled dryly. Hindsight is truly 20/20 ¡ª she only noticed now that although Number One¡¯s voice was very cold, it was also crisp and clear, with none of the mechanical inflections of the system¡¯s voice. It was a shame that Instructor Number One had appeared behind her that first time, causing her to mistakenly attribute the mechanical voice to him. Instructor Number One¡¯s voice rang out once more, "Now I shall exin the usage of honour points. Other than the corepulsory courses, the learning space also provides many additional supplementary courses which require honour points to unlock, and of course there are also games and other types of entertainment avable. You may freely choose how you would like to use these honour points." "Use? Does this mean that honour points are not that easy to get?" asked Ling Lan calmly. She knew very well that Number One¡¯s words may have some hidden meaning ¨C it could even be another test ¨C so she couldn¡¯t just take things at face value. Unfortunately, her questioning was not fruitful this time round. Number One did not answer, merely keeping his silence, though Ling Lan could sense a very light trace of humour in his eyes. Perhaps she had guessed correctly that honour points were indeed very precious. Or perhaps this first seemingly generous award of honour points was another trap, trying to fool people into thinking honour points were easy to get so they would spend them thoughtlessly. Arge screen suddenly appeared in front of Ling Lan. On the screen, there were many general category selections. It looked like these were the things that she could redeem with her honour points. "Do I really have to choose right now?" Ling Lan asked doggedly. Since she already knew that honour points were important, she didn¡¯t want to use them recklessly. Number One said, "You must. This is also one of your lessons." Number One smashed her hopeful ns, and continued, "You must choose within ten minutes, or else the system will enforce a random draw." At these words, Ling Lan¡¯s heart thumped. Something niggled at her mind, so without wasting anymore time, she opened the redemption window. Chapter 18: Between a Rock and a Hard Place Chapter 18: Between a Rock and a Hard ce Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan flicked through the options on the screen. There really were all sorts of courses, from harp-ying to chess and various art and literature courses, even embroidery was included. Of course, there were also all sorts of martialbat skills, and even some really strange and bizarre courses she had never heard of before. The points to redeem these courses ranged from one point to several hundreds of points, while some even required up to one or two thousand points and perhaps even more. The gaming and leisure options were noticeably more expensive, starting from a base redemption amount of 50 points, with the more expensive options reaching up to 5000 points to 10000 points. Of course, this section also had a smorgasbord of options. Take games for example ¡ª there were traditional games with retro designs, magic and sorcery games, futuristic apocalyptic games, gctic mecha games, martialbat games, and they actually even had dating simtion games ... As for the other leisure options, anything you could think of as recreation could be found there. When she had tapped into that category, Ling Lan hadn''t even known where to look. There were just too many options. Hell, was this still a learning space meant for the cultivation of young talent? Why did she feel a corrupting influence emanating from these options? Ling Lan decisively exited from the recreational categories, and opened up the learning courses. Time was counting down, so she did not have a moment to lose. Since she had to redeem something, she might as well use the honour points she had now to redeem something she needed most at present. With a rough idea of what she wanted, Ling Lan clicked open thebat category, and then chose the subcategory of defence. Countless defensivebat techniques and skills immediately popped up on the screen. Ling Lan selected the option to list the skills and techniques ording to honour point requirement in ascending order, from the lowest to the highest. The first skill she saw cost only 1 honour point ¡ª Iron Skin. The description below it exined that the skill could turn the skin of a person''s entire body into iron, capable of withstanding heavy blows. With mastery, the practitioner''s skin would be a metallic colour. Without any hesitation, Ling Lan immediately sent the option flying ¡ª how could a soft and delicate girl like her allow her skin to be metallic in colour? It''s not like she wanted to be Iron Woman. Next were the skills that required 10 honour points to redeem. There were a few more than those requiring 1 point, but when she counted them, there were only about 10 options. Ling Lan found that interesting ¡ª there was one skill which cost 1 honour point, and ten skills which cost 10 honour points ... did that mean that there would be fifty skills which cost 50 honour points? Of course Ling Lan was just thinking about this idly; her full attention was actually upon these ten options before her. She only had ten minutes after all, there was no time to waste. Eagle w? What, mastery meant having w-like hands? No can do. Iron Head? She needed to bang her head against hard objects every day? That was just asking for pain and suffering. Dismissed. Golden finger? Practise by jabbing her fingers at trees every day? Ridiculous. Ignored. Crippling Legs? Mastery meant legs with exposed veins? Dear god that would be terrifying. No way. Long-ape Arms? What, mastery meant one''s arms would be as long as an ape''s? Dammit, even though she would have to live this life as a man, she still didn''t want to live as an ape-man. That would be too tragic ¡ª no way in hell. ¡­ Why did all these skills either change a person''s appearance or require self-muttion to achieve mastery? Ling Lanined internally. Just as Ling Lan was about to give up on redeeming any of the 10-point skills, she noticed the final skill on the list ¡ª Rabbit Sky Leap. Rabbit Sky Leap: A conditional skill. Requires a high degree of body flexibility. Minimum requirement of B-rank flexibility, but A-rank and above flexibility rmended. This skill does not change one''s appearance after mastery, but will increase overall strength by three times or more. Precise increments will depend on practitioner''s flexibility and intensity of practice. Please observe changes and adjust ordingly. Practice method: ... This Rabbit Sky Leap skill captured Ling Lan''s heart immediately ¡ª it seemed like a perfectly normal skill, no torture or muttion mentioned in its training method. Besides that, the condition seemed tailor-made for her. The basic nine stances she had been practicing had focused specifically on increasing a body''s flexibility. Instructor Number Nine had clearly stated that once she mastered the nine stances, her body flexibility would be at A-rank. In general, babies were born with a flexibility of B-rank, but if they didn''t practise any sort of physical skill such as the nine stances, their flexibility would decline as they grew older. A regr adult would have a flexibility between D-rank to F-rank. If one trained in offensive physical skills, flexibility would drop even more, perhaps not even reaching D-rank. Meanwhile, a practitioner of the Bnced Series of physical skills would at most be able to maintain a flexibility of C-rank, with exceptional cases being able to achieve B-rank. As for the Defensive Series, there were two branches within the set itself ¡ª the Endurance Series and the Flexible Series. The Endurance Series focused on increasing a body''s toughness, hardening it to increase defensive ability, thus reducing flexibility, which would result in a body flexibility simr to those practicing the Bnced Series. Only the Flexible Series, as its name implied, focused on training up a body''s flexibility, and would allow practitioners to achieve a flexibility of A-rank and above. The basic nine stances that Ling Lan learned were from the Flexible Series. The learning space had automatically assigned the Flexible Series to Ling Lan because she was a girl, and because her natural flexibility had already been very high. It looked like the learning space also had some recognition of gender, and had been unwilling to produce an iron-muscled woman. At this point, Ling Lan had already made her decision, but she still cautiously browsed through the skills which required 50 honour points. The quality of the skills naturally increased as the cost of the skills increased, but the associated restrictions and conditions also got increasingly tougher. Many of the skills required a certain level of body strength, resilience, or flexibility, as well as a certain level of physical skill. Ling Lan knew that even if she redeemed these skills now, she still wouldn''t be able to practise them for three to five years. After all, her body was just not at that level yet, there was still much more training she had to do first. Just then, Number One reminded, "There is not much time left, have you chosen?" Ling Lan smiled and said, "Yes, I choose the Rabbit Sky Leap." Number One warned her, "The Rabbit Sky Leap only requires 10 honour points. You still have 139 points, what else will you choose? Please choose immediately." Ling Lan shook her head. "I only want this one. I don''t need anything else right now." Number One sniffed. "You still have so many honour points left. Do you really want to waste them?" Ling Lan smirked like a little fox. "Will they really be wasted?" Number One just stared at her cidly. His gaze was steady and indifferent, as if telling her that if she really chose only the Rabbit Sky Leap, all her remaining honour points would be cleared away. Ling Lan''s resolution started to waver under Number One''s stare ¡ª should she just redeem all her honour points now, and just wait to learn those skillster on when she met their requirements? But then that was also a problem ... Since she had no idea what the learning space would assign her next, if she redeemed her points now and chose something that was unsuitable for herter on, that would also be a waste. Should she gamble now? Or gamble for the future? Ling Lan struggled over her decision. She lifted her head to look at Number One, hoping to get some sort of hint from him. After all, the reason she wanted to save her honour points to begin with was because of Number One''s earlier words. Had she misunderstood what he was saying? Chapter 19: The Powerful Cheat Code Chapter 19: The Powerful Cheat Code Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 So that she could hold onto the free treatment provided by the country in her past life, over her 24 years of illness, Ling Lan had learned how to observe bodynguage and react ordingly. She had learned how to appeal to the doctors and nurses around her, acting cute and being well-behaved. The quota for free treatment was limited, and there were always plenty of other patients waiting in line, so she knew she had to get the researchers and caregivers to like her and care for her personally. This way, subconsciously, they would want to keep her around and would put in a good word for her when necessary. Her skills in this area were no use here against Number One, however. He was a battle-hardened veteran warrior ¡ª how could little inexperienced Ling Lan hope to glean anything from his bodynguage? The more Ling Lan stared at Number One, the more helpless she felt, until the point where she felt that it might be better to just redeem all her points now after all. It''d be better than letting them all go to waste. Just as she was about to ask to continue redeeming, the system announced, "Time''s up. Exchange 10 honour points for Rabbit Sky Leap, sessful!" Ling Lan was abruptly jolted into awareness. Unconsciously, it had already been ten minutes. Knowing that there was nothing else she could do, Ling Lan resolutely pushed aside all her anxiety. Since God had already helped her decide, there was no point having regrets even if she was going to lose all those honour points. It had to be said that Ling Lan was a very mature and adaptable girl ¡ª perhaps those 24 years of torment due to illness had taught her that there was no point in obsessing over the unobtainable. The system continued to announce, "One redemption sessful. Redemption missionpleted, 1 honour point awarded. Remaining honour points: 140 points. Shall be reserved for the next redemption." Ling Lan was ecstatic. She had guessed correctly! As expected, honour points could be saved up ¡ª Number One''s words had been a hint after all. The word ''use'' had been a subtle hint that honour points were precious, while the following statement that a random draw would be enforced after ten minutes indirectly implied that only one exchange was required. This seemingly simple statement was actually rife with meaning. The cost of the items that could be redeemed ranged from 1 point up to several tens of thousands of points, and though Ling Lan only had 149 points, the things she could redeem were numerous. This presented a problem ¡ª if the enforced draw by the system randomly selected an item that only cost 1 point or 10 points, or perhaps even 50 points, what would happen to the rest of the unredeemed honour points? Number One''s exnations had not covered any of that. Based on her previous experience, Ling Lan had quickly sensed something strange about the scenario, fearing that this was yet another trick. Perhaps this forced redemption was actually just a way for the system to teach new users how to redeem their honour points, just like how an instructor makes you practise a skill once in front of them right after they finished teaching you. Of course Ling Lan knew that every little action of the learning space was not as simple as it seemed, so the forced redemption must have some deeper meaning beyond that. However, Ling Lan didn''t think it was necessary to spend much time and effort to figure it out. So she chose the Rabbit Sky Leap which was most suitable for her. Not only could she practise it immediately, it was also a very subtle skill. Ling Lan was very satisfied with her choice. As for whether it was the best choice, Ling Lan was not overly concerned about that. She didn''t expect the best things to just appear in her path randomly, as if she were the ''main character'' in a story, but was content to just take things as they came. Instructor Number One was extremely pleased with Ling Lan''s performance this time as well. Without further ado, he switched ces with Instructor Number Nine, who proceeded to instruct Ling Lan in the Rabbit Sky Leap as well as the next chapter of her physical skills training ¡ª the Body Refining Nine Stances. Training for the Body Refining Nine Stances was a hundred times more difficult than training for the Basic Nine Stances. For the following month, Ling Lan trainedboriously to master the first stance with little to no effect ¡ª she couldn''t even get the positioning of a single arm right. Ling Lan felt that this was a miserable mission. Judging by her current progress, she would never be able to aplish it within the given deadline of five years. Fortunately, Ling Lan had a positive attitude. Even if it felt like an impossible mission, she wasn''t anxious or impatient. Every day, she worked hard to conquer it little by little, in hopes that when the deadline arrived, she wouldn''t be too far off the mark. Ling Lan had deduced from the first reward of honour points that the system''s punishment would most likely be based on a simr principle ¡ª the less she was behind, the lighter the punishment she would receive. ******** Very soon, it was once again the time for a session of gene agent injections. Ling Lan had assumed that this third session would be very much like the first two sessions, where she would just beid on the bed to rest right after. Unexpectedly, when all the military personnel had left, Ling Lan''s mother Lan Luofeng had picked her up and had walked through several hidden passages to arrive at a small room. There was almost nothing in the room ¡ª only a small single bed by one of the walls and a waist-high wooden tub in the centre of the room. Nothing else. The moment Lan Luofeng entered the room, she asked, "Is everything ready?" "Yes, Mistress!" A middle-aged woman stood within the room. Ling Lan recognised her ¡ª she was chambein Ling Qin''s wife, Ling Nanyi. Lan Luofeng stepped forward to stand before the wooden tub. Ling Lan could now see that a little more than half the tub was full of an inky-green liquid that smelled heavily of medicinal herbs. Ling Lan was deeply surprised ¡ª so far in this time period, all she had seen were medications of Western influence, such as injections or pills, which were nd and tasteless. Now, this familiar smell abruptly brought her back to the memories of her past life. She had had to drink so much of this sort of herbal concoction, but still ... Ling Lan''s forehead scrunched up in worry ¡ª could it be that she was supposed to drink all of this medicinal liquid? Ling Lan felt shudders of apprehension within her heart. From her mother''s and Ling Nanyi''s demeanour, that tub of medicinal liquid was most certainly for her. Looking at the wooden tub once again, and then mentallyparing it to her own tiny body ... Hell, were they trying to kill her? If she finished drinking all this medicinal liquid, she would definitely be the first baby in the world to die from a distended belly due to Chinese medicine. Ling Lan''s mum was not as ruthless as Ling Lan had thought. "Is the temperature of the water alright? Ling Lan won''t be scalded, will she?" Thank God, she was supposed to bathe in it and not drink it. Ling Lan cried internal tears of relief as she hugged her mother tightly. Her life was spared. "Rx, Mistress. I have tested it properly, there won''t be any problems," replied Ling Nanyi firmly. Ling Lan was the Ling household''s only hope ¡ª she would never allow any bit of carelessness when it came to Ling Lan''s welfare. Lan Luofeng did not hesitate any further. In short order, she had stripped Ling Lan naked and ced her into the tub. Ling Lan felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring, warm andfortable, when suddenly she felt a surge of heat invade the core of her body from her skin. An indescribable feeling suffused her entire body ¡ª like pain yet not pain, like an itch yet not an itch. Ling Lan, who had never before been afraid of pain, actually couldn''t help but moan at the strange sensation. Lan Luofeng was startled by this and looked at Ling Nanyi anxiously, wondering how Ling Lan was doing. Ling Nanyi reassured her, "Mistress, this is normal, the young master is fine." As time passed, Ling Lan started getting used to the strange sensation. But then, the feeling escted into intense pain, almost reminiscent of the body-shredding pain of her previous life ... Oddly enough, this intense pain actually calmed Ling Lan down instead, as she knew she was fully capable of withstanding this sort of pain from 24 years of experience. "Huh? What is this thing?" Ling Lan heard Little Four exim within her mind. "What?" Although she could manage the pain, it was still nice to have someone to talk to to distract her from it based on her experience. She was very happy to chit chat with Little Four even while wracked with pain. "It''s a very strange energy ... it is actually raising the activation of your muscles and their resilience." Little Four was very surprised and curious. How was this tub of medicinal liquid brewed? There was no information on this concoction within his databases. "This must be a secret form of the Ling family, specially made for refining the body." In contrast, Ling Lan wasn''t as surprised. No matter how weak and insignificant the Ling family was, they were still an old n that had persevered for over several thousand years, so it was not at all surprising that they had developed this secret form over the years and had passed it on through the main branch of the family, Ling Xiao''s branch. "Lord, the things in this world of yours are amazing. Heavens, what did I discover? This medicinal liquid is actually 96 percent nt-based ..." Little Four marvelled. Who''d have thought such an amazing concoction could be made without having to utilise any sort of advanced technology? This was truly a miraculous world. Ling Lan sweat-dropped. What else would a Chinese herbal concoction be made of if not medicinal herbs? "And what''s the remaining 4 percent? Why is it so familiar ... poison? Yep, should be a type of snake poison ... and what''s this? Scorpion? Ce-centipede, and ... spider venom!" Little Four''s tone of voice kept getting higher and higher until he was practically screeching. It couldn''t be helped ¡ª within this one year, Little Four had learned about the various creatures that could be found in human society, and although he was OK with most of them, he really had no tolerance for creepy crawlies. ording to his sense of aesthetics, they were so ugly that they should be wiped from the surface of the Earth. Ling Lan chose to ignore Little Four''s manic iling in her mind. She was busy marvelling at the fact that she was actually going through a purification ritual like some main character in one of those novels she had read. Yep, travelling to the future was not too bad after all. The cheat code of the God of Time and Space Travel was pretty powerful. Chapter 20: Ling Lan is a Glutton Chapter 20: Ling Lan is a Glutton Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Lan Luofeng and Ling Nanyi stood beside Ling Lan and anxiously observed her expression and body condition. This medicinal liquid needed to be bathed in while conscious for maximum effect ¡ª the effects would be greatly weakened if the bather lost consciousness, and the first soak was the one with the greatest impact. Ling Nanyi saw that although Ling Lan¡¯s little forehead was all scrunched up, her facial expression did not show any signs of the savage struggle that other children had during these baths. She nodded approvingly ¡ª as expected of their master¡¯s child, this tolerance level was extraordinary. If their master was still around, he would probably be greatly heartened that he had such a reliable descendant. Every time Ling Lan¡¯s face twitched, Lan Luofeng subconsciously wanted to pull Ling Lan back into her arms. The pain in her eyes eclipsed the pain that Ling Lan was enduring ¡ª she really did not want to see her own child going through this sort of crushing pain. She had never forgotten what Ling Xiao had once said about the medicinal liquid ¡ª he had said that it was very effective, but it also inflicted tremendous pain in the process. Lan Luofeng¡¯s gaze shone with boundless sorrow, and tears glimmered in the corners of her eyes. Ling Nanyi sensed Lan Luofeng¡¯s reluctance and tried tofort her. "Mistress, you need to bear it and let it happen. This will help build up the young master¡¯s foundations so he can live a better life in the future. In the end, this world is still a world where the strong triumph ... without true strength, we will not be able to protect what the master left behind." Lan Luofeng nodded. "I know. It¡¯s alright, I can bear this. I believe that Ling Lan can continue holding on too." Ling Nanyi was right. A strong foundation was necessary for her child to be able to live freely in the future. ********* Meanwhile ... "I need to go research this form. It¡¯s too miraculous! If I can understand the medicinal properties and how they work together, perhaps I may be able to develop a new agent! Lord, I¡¯ll be going now, take your time soaking ..." Without any remorse whatsoever, Little Four abandoned Ling Lan and ran off to his researchb to pursue his next great invention. Hells, this heartless bastard! Ling Lan, who had been hoping that Little Four would continue talking with her to share her pain, was full of contempt for his selfish actions. Later, she would definitely teach Little Four a lesson and would make sure he understood that nothing was more important than his lord. The intense pain caused Ling Lan¡¯s body to spasm uncontrobly, low moans spilling in an endless stream from her mouth. Suddenly, she recalled that her Qi exercises could somewhat alleviate this sort of pain, and quickly began practising them. It actually worked ¡ª the pain was greatly dampened and became bearable again. The violent spasms of Ling Lan¡¯s body just now made Lan Luofeng and Ling Nanyi even more anxious, but while Lan Luofeng was purely heartsick over Ling Lan¡¯s suffering, Ling Nanyi was concerned over what woulde next. She knew that the next half hour would be the most critical period of the medicinal bath, and it was also the part that was most difficult to bear. Most of the children would faint then ¡ª even their master had beatose, though still aware, for half a day back when he had endured thising half hour. Perhaps the Qi exercises Ling Lan practised had been deeply ingrained into her body memory since she had been practising them since she was in the womb, for Ling Lan entered into a deep meditative state very quickly. She could no longer feel the pain wracking her body, but merely felt as if she was submerged in a miasma of heat. Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s ck face, Lan Luofeng rxed in turn. It looked like Ling Lan had managed to ovee yet another hurdle. On the other hand, Ling Nanyi was confused since she knew the true properties of the medicinal liquid. Could it be that the herbal contents had been absorbed entirely? She peered at the inky-green water ¡ª the saturation of the colour indicated that there was still plenty of herbal content left. If so, then the pain should still be present and should have even intensified at this point. It seemed like their Young Master Ling Lan was either a child with abnormally high pain tolerance, or else had deficient pain receptors, being less sensitive than the average child. Ling Nanyi was leaning more toward thetter possibility, since it was rather inconceivable that a one and a half year old child would have such a high pain tolerance. This misconception of Ling Nanyi would bring even greater suffering to Ling Lan in her future training, as the Ling family tried topensate for her deficient pain receptors by intensifying their training, so that she could know what true pain was like. After an indeterminate amount of time, still groggy from her trance, Ling Lan sensed that she had been picked up from the tub and ced on the bed. Someone started massaging her gently, and Ling Lan felt sofortable that she could stand it no longer, and ... fell asleep. After sending away the military personnel, Ling Qin had been standing guard outside the room all this while. Seeing theme out of the room, he asked intently, "How was the effect?" Ling Nanyi could not contain her tion. She nodded vigorously as she reported, "The effect was much better than expected, all areas have been improved by 30 to 80 percent." Ling Qin almost broke down at these words. "Really?!" It should be known that throughout the history of administering these medicinal baths, Master Ling Xiao had recorded the best effects so far. That year, the recorded improvements had only been between 10 to 50 percent. Seeing Ling Nanyi nod decisively in confirmation, Ling Qin couldn¡¯t stop his tears from falling as he muttered fervently, "God bless our Ling family, God bless our Ling family." Ling Nanyi surreptitiously grabbed hold of her oldpanion¡¯s hand. She knew how much this news meant to her husband. Although Master Ling Xiao had been the master of the Ling family, he had been raised at the knee of her husband. Ling Qin had loved Ling Xiao like a son, and his passing had been as hard on her husband as it had been on the mistress. "Looks like the young master has inherited the physical qualities of Master Ling Xiao. Being able to absorb ten tubes of gene stimting agent, and even being able to get a better effect from the medicinal bath ..." Ling Nanyi said, wondering. Ling Qin was still overwhelmed by his emotions, and could only nod emphatically in agreement with tears in his eyes. The old Ling couple could only interpret it this way ¡ª they could not know that effects of the bath were so remarkable because of the Qi exercises. The shifting of the body¡¯s energies during the exercise had greatly increased its absorption ability, allowing the medicine to permeate even deeper into the body, hence resulting in improvements like never before. Just like that, Ling Lan began her life of medicinal baths. That aside, she continued to contort herself into bizarre poses that stretched the limits of the human body every day. Of course, she practised those poses in secret, lest her mum grow frantic with concern. ******** One year passed after another as Ling Lan slowly grew up. Before she knew it, she had be a bona fide glutton, able to eat her mum¡¯s full day of meals in one sitting. Heavens, she was only four years old! Was she destined to grow sideways? That won¡¯t do! Today, she must diet. After all, she had a dream to be a child with ¡¯four greats¡¯ ¡ª great ideals, great morals, great discipline, and great goals ¡ª she must not lose to her own stomach. Ling Lan was just cheering herself on when she noticed that therge serving of fried noodles before her had vanished. With a constipated expression, she muttered to herself at the insufficiency of the noodles. They hadn¡¯t satisfied her hunger much at all! Rubbing her t tummy, she mentally cautioned herself not to eat any more ... A sudden shift in facial expressions, and Ling Lan pped a sure hand onto the table, shouting, "Give this young master an extrarge serving of beef steak!" Dammit, hunger pangs were the worst. Ling Lan would much rather suffer pain than hunger pangs. Oh well. She was already nning to live as a man this life after all ¡ª if she ended up bing a cool and stylish, elegant and poised, unparalleled handsome gentleman, and caused the women of the world to fall for her and fight over her, that would be a catastrophe. So ... for the sake of those clueless women and to minimize her sin, and also so that other men will be able to wed and graduate from bachelorhood, she should just go ahead and be a little fatter! Ahem, ahem, she was such a soft-hearted person! Ling Lan, moved by her own self-sacrificial attitude, resolutely took arge bite of the freshly served steak before her. It should be noted that Ling Lan was very quick to adjust her world view just so she had an excuse to indulge in her gluttony. Chapter 21: The Intricacies of the Qi Exercises! Chapter 21: The Intricacies of the Qi Exercises! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan¡¯s consistently voracious appetite once again pushed Lan Luofeng into a quandary ¡ª it was a blessing that her child could eat, but ... was it really alright for Ling Lan to eat so much? Ling Qin and Ling Nanyi were asking themselves the same question as well. Ling Lan¡¯s appetite could certainly be ssified as monstrous ¡ª even if one tried to exin it away as a sign that her body needed energy, the amount of food she consumed was still rather hard to ept. Looking at Ling Lan¡¯s petite figure, however, they could only shake their heads and sigh. It just didn¡¯t make sense. Could it be that their young master¡¯s stomach was from an alternate dimension? With time, Lan Luofeng¡¯s worries proved to be unnecessary. Although Ling Lan ate a lot, her body did not change much besides growing a little taller; her waistline remained the same. Furthermore, unlike the other children who received injections of the gene stimting agent, she did not bulk up, but looked rather weak and skinny instead. ordingly, Lan Luofeng banished all thoughts of getting Ling Lan to diet. Her child was already so weak and skinny even after eating so much, if she made her diet, wouldn¡¯t her child end up a fragile bean sprout? Better to let her eat as she likes ¡ª it¡¯s not like the Ling household had any problem supplying that much food. From then onwards, no one ever contested Ling Lan¡¯s appetite again. In the end, whenever Ling Lan ate just a little bit less than usual, such as skipping out on a bowl of fried rice or a steak, the entire Ling household would descend into a panic. The young master¡¯s appetite had weakened! Could it be that he was ill ... Eh-hm, habit was certainly a powerful thing. Ling Lan herself was very puzzled at her own condition, and so quietly asked Little Four to investigate. Reliable as ever, Little Four soon provided an answer. The reason Ling Lan was so trim and skinnypared to the other children who received agent injections was that the ¡¯bulk¡¯ put on by those children was actually a physical symptom of the umtion of impurities within their bodies. Of course, this result was not an entirely bad thing. On the plus side, it indirectly strengthened the physical toughness of a child¡¯s body, making it able to withstand a certain level of impact. On the flip side, it would decrease a child¡¯s flexibility and lower the body¡¯s resilience. Meanwhile, the agent Ling Lan was absorbing contained no impurities due to Little Four¡¯s interference, so there was no build-up of impurities within her body, and consequently no physical bulk. As for Ling Lan¡¯srge appetite, it was due to Ling Lan¡¯s training in advanced physical skills within her mind-space. The training sapped a lot of energy, so Ling Lan had no choice but to increase her intake of food to replenish the energy used. Part of this could also be exined by the Ling family¡¯s secret medicinal form ... it had increased the storage capacity of Ling Lan¡¯s body so that it could store the energy from two bowls of rice in the same space others needed to store one bowl¡¯s worth of energy. Naturally, the more energy stored up by the body, the greater the energy potential ... the long and short of it was that it was advantageous for Ling Lan. As for why Ling Lan seemed weak and fragile ... Little Four was unsure. He searched for a long time before cautiously suggesting that the Qi exercises Ling Lan had learned in her past life were to me. After getting these answers from Little Four, Ling Lan was reassured. As long as there was no harm, Ling Lan didn¡¯t mind bing a glutton, especially since she could indulge her taste buds at the same time. However, Ling Lan¡¯s pleasant days of pure feasting and sleeping didn¡¯tst very long. Soon, she had been mercilessly thrown into training under Chambein Ling Qin by her mother. Apparently, at five years old, it was time for her to start learning the hereditary Ling family martial arts. On the very first day, Ling Lan already caught a glimpse of the hard days ahead. The Ling family martial arts were of the harsh variety ¡ª there were no shortcuts, all improvements could only be achieved through hard training. A quota of punches and kicks had to bepleted every day, or else no rest was allowed. When Ling Lan finally finished herst kick for the day, she immediately dropped to the ground, immobile. Ling Nanyi, who had been standing watch by her side, picked her up tenderly and brought her directly to the hidden room for her medicinal bath, in hopes that it would soothe Ling Lan¡¯s exhausted muscles. The moment Ling Lan entered the medicinal bath, she knew that something was different with today¡¯s bath. There was no pain at all, only a tingling warmth which was sofortable that she was almost lulled to sleep. Little Four chose to pipe up at this moment, saying derisively, "This physical skill set is no match for the learning space¡¯s ¡ª it can easily cause problems for the body. If it weren¡¯t for this medicinal bath, any child who practised it would be damaged beyond repair." Ling Lan chuckled bitterly. "It¡¯s not like I can choose not to practise it. I have no choice but to continue. I really don¡¯t want to see the disappointed faces of the old couple." In her past life, Ling Lan had seen disappointment too many times on her parents¡¯ faces. So now, whenever she was on the verge of giving up, the disappointment that would appear in Ling Qin and Ling Nanyi¡¯s eyes would change her mind, giving her another boost of determination to hang on. This was truly self-inflicted! Even though Ling Lan knew this was one of her personal demons, she just couldn¡¯t throw off the influence of her past life so easily. After the bath, Little Four found that the damage caused by the training to Ling Lan¡¯s body had not beenpletely repaired by the medicinal concoction. Although the problem was rtively minor right now, it was a seed that would grow into a serious affliction if things continued as they were. Thus, Little Four nned to convince Ling Lan to find a way to skip tomorrow¡¯s training. However, early the next day, to his immense shock, he found that all the remaining damage he had sensed the day before had disappeared without a trace. In fact, Ling Lan¡¯s body was in a better condition than it had been even before the damage was inflicted. In disbelief, Little Four scrambled to ask Ling Lan what she had done the night before. Ling Lan was befuddled, unsure what Little Four was asking for. Little Four frantically rified that he needed to know what Ling Lan had done the night before besides sleep. This was indeed rtively important. If he could find out the cause, it would be a revolutionary discovery. Even in the technologically advanced world he came from, it was impossible to fully repair damage to the body with just medicinal solutions. Full repair required some sort of equivalent sacrifice, such as a reduction of life force or cell energy. Although these sort of sacrifices had no discernible negative effect in the short term, they would cause endless trouble in the long run. Ling Lan¡¯s situation was entirely different, however. Somehow, she had managed to achieve a full recovery without any sort of sacrifice. Her life force had not been weakened but had instead grown even stronger, while the stored energy within her body was even richer than before. All of this was proof that Ling Lan did not draw on any of her body¡¯s resources to repair the damage. Ling Lan thought the matter over seriously before hesitantly telling Little Four that she might have practised her Qi exercises right before bed. At her response, Little Four insisted that Ling Lan continue to attend today¡¯s training, and to follow it up with the Qi exercises at night. The results proved that Little Four¡¯s suspicions were correct. As expected, the cirction of energy prompted by the Qi exercises once again repaired the body to its optimum condition, just as it did the first day. Little Four watched the entire process in awe. Who¡¯d have thought that a primitive with fledgling technology would have such a miraculous thing? The Qi exercises not only had the ability to nourish the body¡¯s life force, but could also incorporate a portion of the body¡¯s energy into its active circuit to improve and maintain the body in such a way that would go undetected by technological means. Little Four could only ¡¯see¡¯ it now because Ling Lan was his host so they were sharing spiritual energy. Otherwise, he would never have believed that such a hidden wonder actually existed in the world. Little Four felt a smidgen of regret. If only he had known that primitive world had such wondrous things, he would have paid more attention and started gathering them from the very beginning. Unfortunately, it was all toote now ... Chapter 22: A Life Free From Debt! Chapter 22: A Life Free From Debt! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr A year¡¯s time went by quickly, and Ling Lan was soon about to turn six. Ling Lan who had alwaysined that time moved too slowly was now singing a different tune,ining that time was moving too fast instead. Since she had officially started learning the Ling family martial arts at the age of five, Ling Lan had been able to freely practise the Body Refining Nine Stances. In this one year¡¯s time, she had managed to achieve three times more than what she had managed in the previous three and a half years ¡ª before the age of five, she had only barely mastered the fourth stance, but she had mastered the following three stances after that within this past year. It should be noted that the Body Refining Nine Stances only got harder the further you progressed, each stance requiring even more time and effort to master than the stance before it. Unfortunately, Ling Lan did not have any room to rx despite that. In fact, her stress levels only increased from that point onwards. The deadline for her to master the Body Refining Nine Stances was fast approaching ¡ª she only had six months left, and she had yet to master the eighth stance, not to mention the even more challenging ninth stance. She desperately wished that she could squeeze every second of her day into training, even holdingbat poses during meal times and inhaling her food at top speed so she could get back to training sooner. This greatly dismayed her mother Lan Luofeng, who began to tearfully repent before a photo of Ling Lan¡¯s father. She felt that she had failed her husband by not raising their child right ¡ª Ling Lan had none of the decorum and grace of an established family n member. Amidst this chaos, the final deadline arrived. Although Ling Lan had sessfully mastered the eighth stance, the ninth stance was still iplete despite her best efforts. ******** Ling Lan really did not want to face Instructor Number One. Unfortunately, the learning space was merciless and would not allow Ling Lan to escape. The moment the timer hit zero, Ling Lan¡¯s consciousness had been dragged into the learning space. When she entered the learning space for her physical skills course, the first thing she noticed was that the air seemed colder than usual. Instructor Number One was already standing in wait, his posture razor sharp, and he seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Ling Lan rubbed her arms, trying to get her goose bumps to subside. It was impossible for Ling Lan to hold herposure against the menacing cold air emanating from such a formidable warrior. Number One¡¯s aura was currently much, much colderpared to the other two times Ling Lan had met him. Even though his eyes maintained their usual calm, not a ripple of emotion in sight, Ling Lan could still clearly read the signs of Number One¡¯s deep displeasure. Crap, Number One must be very unhappy with her performance this time. Ling Lan¡¯s sense of danger was very healthy ¡ª she immediately adopted a serious manner, head bowed and eyes lowered as she said, "Instructor Number One, I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯ve disappointed you." Number One replied coolly, "There¡¯s no need for that. We are only here to guide and instruct. Whether or not you appreciate it means nothing to us. You are apologizing to the wrong person." Although Number One said all this with his usual indifference and aloofness, Ling Lan could feel the underlying dissatisfaction running through his response. Ling Lan felt like crying. Oh Instructor Number One, what do you really mean? What do you want me to do? Although Ling Lan wasining internally, her face showed none of this as she kept her head bowed in respectful silence. Ultimately, Ling Lan was actually feeling somewhat guilty. She had really wasted a lot of time in the first three years of the given timeline. She had not practised seriously back then, although arge part of it could be med on her wariness of her watchful guardians in the Ling household. During that time, she would only practise in the depths of the night while her mother was sleeping, thus only managing about five to six hours of training each day. This greatly hobbled the speed of her progress. Although she had been free to train as much as she wanted after she started her training in the Ling family martial arts, she had not been able to make up for the time she had wasted in those first three years. "Training in the Body Refining Nine Stances. Eight stances mastered, mastery of the ninth stance at 69 percent. Mission iplete. Punishment options: One, a deduction of 200 honour points,cking points can bepensated with other options. Two, corporal punishment, 200 jolts of electric shock! Three, exchange honour points for an extension of the deadline, punishment will be doubled if mission is still unable to bepleted. Please make your choice!" The learning space announced all of Ling Lan¡¯s punishment options in its unforgiving t tone. The options were both a shock and a relief to Ling Lan. What shocked her was the harshness of the punishments ¡ª between therge deduction of honour points, and the shocking corporal punishment, she did not want to choose either unless she had no other choice. Honour points had proven to be supremely precious, so she was unwilling to lose them this way, while the corporal punishment was ... ahem, ahem, she really had no masochistic tendencies ... On the other hand, Ling Lan was relieved that the system provided a chance for her to fix the situation. The only catch was the possible doubling of the current punishment ¡ª just thinking about it made Ling Lan¡¯s little heart shudder in terror, and she could feel a chill creeping up her spine. Tone icy, Number One asked, "Speak. Which do you choose?" Ling Lan asked carefully, "Instructor Number One, could you please exin the third option to me?" If she did not have to spend much honour points in exchange, she was willing to try it. Number One gave her a cool look as he said in clipped tones, "You can use 10 honour points to extend your deadline by 30 days. In those 30 days, you may continue to practise the Body Refining Nine Stances. If you can master it in that time frame, the punishment will be cancelled. If you fail, the punishment will be doubled." Ling Lan¡¯s heart leapt. 10 honour points were an eptable loss in her opinion, although it was a little harder to decide whether she could really master the final ninth stance within 30 days. Truthfully, Ling Lan was not at all confident of her chances ¡ª she may really only need one more month to master the stance, but she could just as easily require two months or three months, or perhaps even one more year. Ling Lan remembered very well that Instructor Number Nine had told her that mastering the ninth stance required a certain degree of chance and enlightenment; mastery would be impossible without one or the other. Should she take the risk and try? Ling Lan hesitated, but in the end, she just could not sacrifice the precious honour points she had earned, nor could she convince herself to take the corporal punishment, so she decided to take the plunge and chose the third option. The moment Ling Lan stated her choice, she felt the temperature of the room rise to a morefortable degree. Number One decisively processed her choice for her, and before Ling Lan could ask any more questions, she had been summarily kicked out of the physical skills learning area. All Ling Lan could remember was a final cold stare, full of threat ¡ª a clear warning that she had betterplete her mission properly this time. Back at the general learning space, Ling Lan did not even spare the time to greet Little Four before hurrying back out to the real world to train. Although Ling Lan had no idea what Number One¡¯s final threat-filled gaze was meant to convey, she knew down to her very bones that if she did not manage to master the Body Refining Nine Stances by this new deadline, she would die a very gruesome death ... ******** And so, Ling Lan trained like a demon possessed in the subsequent month. Every day, she would train until she only had enough energy left to keep breathing before she dared to stop. Under this brutal routine, Ling Lan finally seeded in mastering the ninth stance. When Ling Lan entered the physical skills learning space and found that there was only ten seconds left till the deadline, she broke out into a cold sweat. Honestly, till the veryst moment, she herself was unsure whether she would be able toplete the mission in time. All she could think of was to keep circting her internal energy, and push her body into the motions of the Body Refining Nine Stances over and over again. A rather stupid approach perhaps, but this reckless method may have led to the final push that Ling Lan needed. Ling Lan had trained to the point where her consciousness had started to blur, when she felt like a mental wall on the edge of her mind had crumbled. Her body had started going through all the poses of the Body Refining Nine Stances involuntarily, imprinting all the hard work she had put into learning the nine stances firmly into her body. Just like that, Ling Lan resolved the sword of Damocles [1] hanging by her neck, and finally returned to a life free from debt. ######## [1] Having a sword of Damocles over you means you¡¯re facing an imminent threat, usually one involving great peril. Chapter 23: The Scout Academy’s Test Chapter 23: The Scout Academy¡¯s Test Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Little Young Master, are you ready?" Standing before the room where the strength test was taking ce, Ling Qin¡¯s expression was even more nervous than Ling Lan¡¯s who was about to be tested. Ling Lan¡¯s lips twitched. This grandpa chambein hadpletely lost his usual calm ever since they had entered the scout academy. Did he really have such little faith in her? Uh ... well of course there were things that were out of her control, like, who knew that the test of intelligence would be so iprehensible ... Recalling her shame in that part of the test, Ling Lan¡¯s face darkened. Still, to reassure her grandpa chambein who truly loved her from the depths of his heart, she said, "Rx, Grandpa Qin. I promise I willplete the mission." If not out of sincere worry for her, why would Ling Qin lose his usualposure? He was a trainedbat expert! At her words, Ling Qin seemed put at ease. "That¡¯ll do, that¡¯ll do." Ling Lan was standing here now because it was finally time for little Ling Lan to enter a scout academy. ording to Federationw, every child must enrol at a scout academy at the age of six, and receive ten years of mandatory schooling there. So even if Lan Luofeng was reluctant, she had no choice but to bring Ling Lan to the scout academy to take the enrolment tests which would decide which ss she would be in. There were four parts to the enrolment tests ¡ª intelligence, strength, stamina, and speed. The first part, the intelligence test, was easy. It was so easy that most did not even consider it a real test, as all they did was let the child being tested talk to the appointed examiner for 3 to 5 minutes, and then the results were out. Ling Lan only scored 80 marks in this test. ced among the sea of 90 marks scored by the other children, this score was humiliating, leaving Ling Lan speechless. Till now, she still could not figure out how her mature mentality honed over 30 over years of life had lost to the intelligence of those 6 year old brats. How did that even make sense? Who knew how those examiners determined the scores ¡ª there did not seem to be any basis whatsoever. Regardless of how wronged Ling Lan felt, she had no choice but to ept this result. ording to regtions, any objections about scoring could only be raised after all parts of the enrolment test had beenpleted. The second test was the test of strength. Ling Lan grimly swore that she would redeem herself in the following tests. No way would she let those little brats continue to beat her. The learning space in her mind was no joke! Finally, Ling Lan¡¯s name was called. As she prepared herself to enter the testing room, Ling Qin pressed lightly on Ling Lan¡¯s little shoulder. "Do you remember what the mistress told you? You must not disappoint the mistress!" Lan Luofeng was waiting for them outside the academy. Perhaps worried that her agitation would affect Ling Lan¡¯s performance, she had decided to remain outside and wait for them toe tell her the final results. Ling Lan obediently nodded her head. "Yes, Ling Lan will do it. Mummy should rx, Uncle Qin too." Acting cute was rather embarrassing, but this was the only way to reassure these people who loved and cared for her, so Ling Lan had learned to ignore her shame and just do it. Under Ling Qin¡¯s fond gaze, Ling Lan stepped into the examination room. In the area set aside for the strength test, two soldiers in military uniforms were seated in one of the rooms. One of the officers was flipping through Ling Lan¡¯s intelligence test results and its apanying examinerments. The shockingly low 80 marks stood out starkly, causing him to frown, but he could not help but exim in surprise when he saw the examinerments written below it. Curious at his partner¡¯s reaction, the other officer asked, "What¡¯s up?" "Calm and collected, no sign of leaps of logic,cking imagination ... we¡¯ve been in charge of testing children for almost three years, but I don¡¯t think we¡¯ve seen these sort ofments before." After listening to thesements, the other officer said with some dissatisfaction, "I¡¯m not going toment on the rest, but what¡¯s wrong with calm and collected? In battle, only the calm survive. Isn¡¯t this scoring a bit ridiculous?" "Who do you think is in charge of intelligence testing? They would never let this sort of child who¡¯s hard to brainwash and hard to win over into the special sses and waste their resources." The officer who had read out thements curled his lips, full of scorn for the examiners of the intelligence testing. "Hehe, that¡¯s true. Those great ns are only concerned with recruiting talent for their ns for their own profit, having long forgotten about the good of the Federation. Quite a few promising talents have been shunted into the regr sses because of them, losing the chance to be cultivated with better resources, and in doing so losing the Federation some great talent," the other officer said with some regret. Unfortunately, those people had both power and authority, and held a lot of influence and decisive power. For example, they have imed priority in arranging the enrolment sses of the scout academy, letting them ce students loyal to them in the better sses. The othermon soldiers involved in the process were powerless even if they wanted to help some of the unaffiliated talents. "Hopefully this child will perform better in the following tests, or else he will have no hope of getting into Special ss-A." "ss-A? He should thank his lucky stars if he gets into ss-B. He might just end up being pushed into one of the regr sses ..." The other officer did not think highly of Ling Lan¡¯s chances with such a low intelligence score. "Hello, examiners. Ling Lan is here for testing," said Ling Lan loudly. When she had entered the room, the two officers were in deep whispering conversation, so she had walked up till she was about 2 meters from them before standing at attention and announcing her presence. "Oh, he¡¯s got presence." One of the officersughed. They were used to seeing nervous and timid children, so it was rather refreshing to meet one so brash and unafraid. At heart, Ling Lan was an adult, and she had also had to withstand Instructor Number One¡¯s terrifying killing aura more than once ¡ª the weak presence of the two officers before her was really no threat at all in her eyes. The other officer smiled kindly, and pointed over to a row of barbells at one corner of the room, saying, "Lift the barbell that you can lift. Don¡¯t force yourself. This is just a test, not apetition." Hearing this, Ling Lan nodded. She walked over to the barbells, and saw that each barbell wasbelled with their weight. Ling Lan knew her body well ¡ª she had finished learning the foundational stage of the Ling family martial arts, and had now moved on to train inbat techniques, so she was very clear on the limits of her strength. Ling Lan did not choose immediately, but turned to ask, "Could you tell me which weight would give full marks?" Her abysmal intelligence score meant that Ling Lan needed to get as much marks as she could in the remaining three tests, because she just had to qualify for the special sses. This was also the mission given to her by her mom. It wasn¡¯t that Lan Luofeng wanted the glory, but only those students enrolled in the special sses had the right to build their own study ns, select their preferred instructors, and choose to stay at home. For the sake of protecting Ling Lan¡¯s secret, this was the only option. The two officers nced at each other. This child was certainly full of himself ¡ª even now they would not dare to im that they could lift 500 catties 1 . And this child wanted to take on the 100 marks challenge? "500 catties!" one of the officers finally replied. At this, Ling Lan strolled over casually to stand before the 500-catty barbell. She clenched her fists over the bar, considering ¡ª 500 catties was already slightly over her best established record. If she were to brute-force it, she could be injured if she was unlucky. Still, Ling Lan wanted to try. After all, it was not like there was no chance of sess, and she had her reliable Qi exercises to fall back on if she really did get injured, so she was not afraid of the consequences. Of course, another reason why Ling Lan wanted to try was that the strength test was a section where points were easy to get. The marks in this section were all objective ¡ª how much you could lift equalled how much score you would get, unlike in the following tests of stamina and speed where there was some room for interpretation. Although Ling Lan also had confidence for the next two tests, she was also wary of inexplicably losing marks again like in the intelligence test. Still, Ling Lan would not recklessly go ahead and lift the barbell. She wanted to protect her body as much as she could, so she surreptitiously circted her Qi once and filled her entire body with energy. Only then did she grab hold of the bar with all her might, lifting up the barbell with a mighty bellow. She waited till the monitor rang out with the signal sound of sess before cing the barbell down again. The heavy thud of the barbell hitting the floor roused the dumbfounded officers from their stupor. "He really did it ..."The two officers¡¯ shock and disbelief were writ all over their faces. One of them even ran over to the monitor disy to take a closer look. When he saw the distinct word of ¡®SUCCESS¡¯ on the screen, he was instantly too excited for words. "Who¡¯d have thought that after three years, I¡¯d have a candidatee out of my hands with a full strength score." The officer was both moved and proud ¡ª this wasn¡¯t the intelligence test, where the score could be manipted due to its ck-box workings. This result was a direct reflection of strength. He was actually witness to the birth of a newbat genius! (The higher the strength, the easier training would be ¡ª approximately half the effort for the same results.) The two officers wrote down Ling Lan¡¯s score with excitement and added theirments at the bottom. Theirment consisted of only two words: Combat genius! Only these two words could represent what they felt at this very moment. In their excitement, they did not notice Ling Lan¡¯s strange pensive expression when she put down the barbell. Of course Ling Lan was puzzled ¡ª she actually still had strength to spare when she lifted the barbell. She had initially thought that 500 catties would be a little beyond her limits, but when she actually lifted the weight, it was rather easy. Gee, could it be that she had eaten some sort of strength-enhancing pill without her knowledge? Unable to figure it out, Ling Lan could only let it go for now as she walked out of the room and got ready for the next test. Chapter 24: The Overly Friendly Little Boy Chapter 24: The Overly Friendly Little Boy Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan assumed that the following tests would still be conducted individually, but unexpectedly, she found that that wasn¡¯t the case when she arrived at the site of the next test. Both the stamina test and the speed test would be held at the same ce ¡ª the academy¡¯srge field. When Ling Lan and Ling Qin arrived at the field and tried to enter, Ling Qin was immediately stopped by one of the waiting staff members at the entrance. He told them that parents and guardians were not allowed to apany their child into the testing area. Ling Lan did not need Ling Qin¡¯spany to begin with; she had only let him tag along since she wasn¡¯t able to refuse his kind intentions. Now, seeing Ling Qin¡¯s worried eyes, she hurried to reassure him before saying a firm goodbye and entering the field. These thoughtful actions were noted by the staff member escorting Ling Lan into the field. "You are surprisingly considerate ..." praised the staff member. Among the many children who came for testing, he had seen many who cried and fussed, threw tantrums, or clung to their guardians ¡ª in contrast, Ling Lan¡¯s mature handling of the situation amazed him. Ling Lan merely smiled without saying anything in reply. She couldn¡¯t very well say that she was already over 30 years old, which was why she wasn¡¯t going to cling to her parents like other children, right? Ling Lan¡¯s calm and even-tempered attitude may have endeared her to the staff member, for he decided to provide an exnation as he pointed out the other children waiting ahead on the field grounds. "There are the children waiting to be tested. That group on the far right with less people is themoner children, the middle group consists of children from military backgrounds, while thergest group on the left is made up of the descendants of the elite families." Ling Lan looked towards where he pointed, and saw that there were already a lot of people gathered on the grass, all of whom were children enrolling for the year. On the of Doha, there were countless scout academies just like this one; however, the one Ling Lan was trying to enrol in was reputed to be the best in Doha, with no closepetition. Just to qualify for the enrolment tests, one had to either be from an elite family or a military family with a reserved spot, or else they would have to be like Ling Lan, who was an inheritor of premium military benefits. Those who inherited premium military benefits coulde frommoner families, elite families, or even military systems, so the children on the field had knowingly or unknowingly drifted into three distinct camps. Of course, if any of them failed the enrolment tests here, they would have to settle for the scout academy closest to their residence. This was the harsh reality of the matter ¡ª the Central Scout Academy of the of Doha only epted the best; they would not lower their standards just to boost their enrolment rates. However, it should be noted that arge majority of the children who failed were those from themoner families. The academy had released a statement to the public exining that these children¡¯s physical fitness was not up to the academy¡¯s standards. Whether that was true or if there was something fishy behind the matter, we will never know. Because every year, this academy which imed to only ept the best would still open two ¡®Exception sses¡¯ for enrolment ... to qualify, you¡¯d have to have wealth, power, and status! Ling Lan knew the staff member was trying to help her, so she responded with a bright smile. "Thank you!" It should be noted that Ling Lan had a beautiful smile. This smile had been deeply ingrained into her bones, and as long as someone treated her well and with sincerity, she would be generous with it. In her past life, this smile had earned her the good will and affection of all the doctors and nurses who had treated her. And now,bined with the attractive face born from her good genes in this life, the sweetness of her smile had only intensified. The staff member stared for a long moment, besotted. And then, he rubbed his nose lightly, peering around to the left and right. When he saw that no one else was paying attention, he said to her, "Little boy, don¡¯t smile like that in the future. It¡¯s for your own good." If this child did not have enough social and political clout, it was better if he was more careful with his smile. Perhaps it wasn¡¯t as dangerous now due to his young age, but in another five or ten years, this smile of his could very well be a problem. Ling Lan was taken aback by this unexpected advice. But before she could ask about it, they had arrived at the fringes of the crowd and it was no longer safe to ask. Ling Lan could only wave goodbye under the staff member¡¯s fond and worried gaze. "Little Four, what do you think that person wanted to say?" asked Ling Lan with a slight frown on her face. Little Four said nothing, but yed a recording of Ling Lan¡¯s previous smile within her mind. Till now, Ling Lan had never seen her current smile, though she knew that her original smile had been sweet enough to make people lower their guard and ease their spirits. However, looking at her smile now ... she finally understood why that staff member had tried to warn her. Dammit, looks like beauty is also a burden. In the past, she could only be considered pretty at most, with a sweet smile that could warm people¡¯s hearts. But now, her androgynous appearance and her very attractive face somehow made that same sweet smile even sweeter, adding an almost seductive quality to it. And this was still as a six year old, if she were a little older ... Ling Lan was not so na?ve as to believe that gay rtionships did not exist in this era. Although she was a girl in reality, she still did not want a gay man to confess feelings for her. Right then and there, Ling Lan decided that she could never smile like that again. As Ling Lan neared the three groups, the children in all the groups started looking over at her curiously. As mentioned earlier, Ling Lan was a really good-looking child ¡ª even among the multitude of handsome men and beautiful women in this world, she would still be considered a top-notch beauty. With the honesty of youth, the children directly expressed their appreciation of her beauty with their focused attention. A pretty child was always popr. In this manner, before Ling Lan could decide which group she should join, a well-built boy from the middle military group had started waving enthusiastically at her, shouting, "Here, here! Come quick!" Ling Lan was nonplussed. Who the hell was this passionate fellow? He didn¡¯t look familiar to her at all. Still, his greeting helped her solve one of her worries, so she started walking slowly in his direction. Her slow pace was intentional ¡ª what if she had mistaken his greeting when he had actually meant it for someone else behind her? She wanted to avoid that embarrassment if possible. However, it was soon proven that Ling Lan¡¯s caution was unnecessary. That boy really had been calling out to her, because he had already run over to grab her hand in impatience before she had covered half the distance. Ling Lan stared at the hand that covered her own with some consternation. Who the hell was he? How could he just grab her hand without asking as if they were familiar friends? Hehe, don¡¯t judge Ling Lan for her reaction. In the history of both of her lives, this was the first time a strange man, erm ... little boy, had held her hand. Our intrepid little student Ling Lan was actually feeling shy. They entered the group to the ce the boy had run out from, but before the boy could say anything, a sulky voice could be heard saying, "Qi Long, who¡¯s he?" Ling Lan looked towards the voice and saw that it was a plump little girl who had spoken. The girl red at her fiercely, as if she had taken away her favourite possession. Ling Lan was rendered speechless once again. Did all children in this time go through puberty so early? This girl had already learned how to be jealous? That aside, shouldn¡¯t she take a closer look before getting jealous? Couldn¡¯t she see that ¡®he¡¯ was a little boy right now? Ling Lan was also a little puzzled, as she felt that she probably looked better than Qi Long in her current body. Why did the plump little girl not seem to notice this, but had chosen without question to be jealous of her instead of wanting to get close to her? Could it be that she was just not the girl¡¯s type? What Ling Lan did not know was that this world was no longer like her previous world where leanness was considered attractive. Here, the children were all raised with the understanding that stoutness, bulk, and health were beautiful, so Ling Lan¡¯s weak and fragile beansprout look was not going to appeal to most of the female poption, no matter how attractive her features were. Qi Long had no idea that his little follower was jealous, focusing instead on introducing Ling Lan to his friends, "He was the one who was being tested before me in the strength test. Don¡¯t look down on him ¡¯cause he¡¯s skinny, he¡¯s really strong!" Qi Long liked to befriend those who he felt were stronger than him, as he felt that he could be stronger by mingling with them. Ling Lan blinked. So that¡¯s how Qi Long knew her. Chapter 25: Companions in the Same Group Chapter 25: Companions in the Same Group Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan couldn¡¯t suppress her curiosity. "How did you find out?" The results were supposed to be confidential, only known by the examiners. Also, those examiners had been enlisted from various military regions, and so knew how to keep their mouths shut. With some embarrassment, Qi Long replied, "Actually, when I went in for my test, the two examiners were talking about you, saying that you were a rare genius with unparalleled strength. I figured that if even the examiners said so, your strength must be ginormous!" Fine, looks like the examiners got carried away in their excitement and identally revealed some hints. But this gregarious fellow was also surprisingly observant, having managed to grab hold of the most important information immediately. "Oh right! What¡¯s your name? I¡¯m Qi Long, he¡¯s Han Jijyun. We grew up together, and he¡¯s the bestest of my best friends." Qi Long had no sense of the typical first-time reservations when meeting strangers; he had jumped straight into an enthusiastic introduction of the little boy standing beside the plump little girl. His expression as he spoke seemed as if he were showing off, causing Ling Lan to throw a curious nce at this boy who Qi Long seemed proud to know. The little boy seemed very serious, giving no outward reaction to Qi Long¡¯s enthusiasm other than to slightly nod at Ling Lan, although his eyes held an unmistakable trace of appraisal. Of course, this was due to his young age ¡ª if he had been just a bit older, he might have been able to do so more subtly. However, his assessing gaze did not make Ling Lan ufortable, because Ling Lan knew that he meant no harm by it, and that he was only trying to decide if Ling Lan was someone worthy of being befriended by his good friend Qi Long. Thus, Ling Lan was instead touched by this act of concern, proof of the deep friendship between the two boys. Looking at the beaming Qi Long standing at her side, Ling Lan recalled the novels she had read in the past. So it was true that every happy-go-lucky boy would have a cautious and thoughtful bro by his side ¡ª even now, she could see the strong bromance between the two little boys ... God was indeed fair and kind, and would protect those who were pure of heart. As her impression of Qi Long and Han Jijyun rose, Ling Lan¡¯s demeanour softened considerably. She greeted Han Jijyun amicably, "Hello, I¡¯m Ling Lan, it¡¯s nice to meet you." "Ling Lan, she is Jijyun¡¯s younger cousin Han Xuya. She always likes to hang out with us, don¡¯t take her words too seriously." Qi Long did not wait for Jijyun to respond, interrupting to introduce the plump little girl. Qi Long did not notice that his words had irritated the plump little girl so much that she was gnashing her teeth, while Han Jijyun threw a somewhat apologetic look at Ling Lan. Looks like he was used to ying the mediator for his best friend and his cousin sister. Ling Lan smiled but did not respond in any way to Qi Long¡¯s words. This somewhat cated the angry little girl, who felt that that Ling Lan at least knew his ce, and as such didn¡¯t find him as annoying as before. The emotions of girls were truly a fickle thing, regardless of their age. And so the group of children conversed like they were little adults, but they hadn¡¯t conversed for long before they heard one of the other children yell out, "The exam is starting!" It turned out that the examiner for this test had appeared on the field, and the staff members had begun separating the children into smaller groups. The way they grouped the children was simple ¡ª ording to their registration number, every ten numbers became one group. Ling Lan looked at her number, 7253, and then turned to look at the numbers of the children in Qi Long¡¯s group, and was immediately struck dumb. Dammit, wasn¡¯t this too coincidental?! Their numbers turned out to be right behind hers ¡ª 7254, 7255, 7256 ... Ignoring Qi Long¡¯s excitement, Han Jijyun¡¯s surprise, and Han Xuya¡¯s mild difort, Ling Lan could do nothing but look up at the sky, the corners of her mouth twitching. Was this the rumoured Laws of Dimension Travel? Would anyone fated to connect with her be naturally drawn to gather around her? Just like how Qi Long had just bulldozed his way into her life? Besides the four of them, the six other people who belonged in their group had also gathered around them. This was only natural as their group had the most people to begin with, so the others who were scattered had automaticallye to join up with thergest party. The neers consisted of five boys and one girl, and one of the boys looked very simr to the girl, so they were probably twins. Although there were hardly any ugly people left at this time, the twins were still extremely good-looking by current standards. They were like porcin dolls, with clear skins glowing with health ¡ª the boy looked dignified and confident, while the girl looked shy and adorable. Two almost identical faces with two distinctly different dispositions ¡ª Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but steal a few extra looks. Ling Lan¡¯s gaze was perhaps a bit too intent, for the twins seemed to sense it and looked over. The princess-like girl smiled at Ling Lan bashfully, which Ling Lan returned on reflex. When the boy saw this, he red at Ling Lan, as if warning her not to even think about flirting with his sister. Ling Lan rubbed at her nose, speechless. Fine, so she had beenbelled as a little lecher with just one smile. Still, wasn¡¯t this little boy¡¯s guard a little too high at this age? Wasn¡¯t it a little too early to even worry about defending his sister¡¯s honour from lechers? Qi Long noticed the boy¡¯s res, and red back fiercely in return as he tried tofort Ling Lan, "Ling Lan, don¡¯t mind it. Luo Lang¡¯s just like that, his sister is the centre of his universe." Looks like Qi Long was also familiar with the twins, or else he wouldn¡¯t have been able to call out the boy¡¯s name so easily. Ling Lan said helplessly, "Oh, so he has a sisterplex! A sis-con!" "Sis-con?!" Qi Long paused for a moment, bemused, before bursting out intoughter. "Ling Lan, you¡¯re just too talented. How did you manage to describe it so perfectly? Sis-con ... why didn¡¯t I think of that?" Qi Long¡¯s exaggerated reaction surprised Ling Lan. The term ¡®sis-con¡¯ had been so popr back in Ling Lan¡¯s original world that it had almost be a clich¨¦, so almost everyone knew it. Who knew that it didn¡¯t exist in this generation ...? A thought rose up in Ling Lan¡¯s mind. Could it be that, over the years, due to several catastrophes and major disasters, there had been some heavy losses in culture? In that case, the books and other reading materials Little Four had saved might truly be an invaluable pot of gold ... Qi Long¡¯s unusual reaction piqued the interest of the other children, who quickly asked him what was going on. Soon, the term ¡®sis-con¡¯ spread like wildfire among the kids, until everyone in the group except the twins had learned about it, and were giggling behind their hands. Though they tried to hide it, theirughter was still obvious enough that Luo Lang, the male twin, couldn¡¯t pretend not to see it. His face grew darker and darker, until finally, he could bear it no longer and went right up to Ling Lan to ask, "Hey, what bad things did you say about us?" Ling Lan, face full of angelic innocence, pointed at herself and said, "Me? Say bad things about you? Why would I do that?" She wasn¡¯t evenughing with the others ¡ª if he was looking for someone to me, shouldn¡¯t he look for Qi Long? Without his big mouth, how would the other children have found out and startedughing at Luo Lang? "Then why are theyughing at me?" used Luo Lang angrily. He had seen very clearly that the whole thing had started with Ling Lan. It was Ling Lan¡¯s words that caused Qi Long and the others to startughing at them. Ling Lan really didn¡¯t know what to do with this usation. "... Do you have paranoia syndrome?" "Paranoia syndrome ..." Pfft, stifledughter once again broke out from behind her. From the moment Luo Lang started talking to Ling Lan, the other children had been paying attention to them, and as expected, they once again heard something really interesting. They discovered that this weak-looking little fellow before them was a great wordsmith, using strange terms they had never heard of before but which fit perfectly with the situation, causing them tough uncontrobly. Heavens, he was really too talented. Qi Long wasughing the hardest, while even Han Jijyun couldn¡¯t help but smile like the kid he was, breaking up his usual serious fa?ade. This new bout ofughter made Luo Lang even angrier. He pointed at them all, so angry that he couldn¡¯t even speak ¡ª Ling Lan heartlessly wondered if he would get angry enough to faint. Chapter 26: The Exam Begins Chapter 26: The Exam Begins Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 It was evident that the physical endurance of the bodies of children in this time period was very high. No matter how angry Luo Lang was, his stance was still tall and steady. The only sign of his building anger was the stormy expression on his face. Seeing Luo Lang¡¯s expression, Ling Lan felt a little bad. After all, she was already over 30 years old if you counted the span of both her lives, which meant she could already be considered a weird auntie of sorts ¡ª how could she bully a young child like this? A little remorsefully, Ling Lan smiled at Luo Lang and said, "I was just joking. Please don¡¯t be mad." Ling Lan¡¯s smile startled Luo Lang, and her sudden submissive attitude also threw him for a loop. He stood there gaping, nonplussed, and the other children burst outughing once again. There was no helping it really, for his bewildered look was just too adorable ¡ª even his sister had started giggling softly. She quickly stifled it, however, and lowered her head bashfully, chastising herself mentally for her actions. How could sheugh at her brother who had always watched out for her? Meanwhile, Ling Lan was having a headache over her reflexive smile. It was so troublesome. After she had identally revealed her ¡¯seductive¡¯ smile once again, Little Four had gone ballistic, and she now had her hands full trying to calm him down. Leaving Ling Lan aside, who was busy with the ballistic Little Four, Luo Lang had been shaken out of his stupor by the others¡¯ughter. When he found that he had once again embarrassed himself, two splotches of red flushed over his ivory skin, spreading all the way to the roots of his ears. Then, he channelled his embarrassment into anger and lunged at Ling ... uh, Ling Lan¡¯s side where Qi Long was standing, and pushed him to the ground. Just like that, the two of them began to wrestle as they rolled around on the field. Qi Long and Luo Lang were all tangled up with one another ¡ª Qi Long¡¯s friend Han Jijyun did not try to help, only pulling Ling Lan and Han Xuya aside to watch as they fought. Meanwhile, Luo Lang¡¯s sister had also silently retreated a few steps out of the way, but she continued to watch her brother with worried eyes. With some difficulty, Ling Lan finally managed to calm Little Four, only to return to awareness to find that no one was trying to stop the fight. This baffled Ling Lan. In her past world, if any children started to fight, they would be pulled apart as soon as possible to resolve their problems peacefully. But here, although there were staff members on the field not far from them, they just continued with what they were doing as if nothing was happening ¡ª what exactly was going on? Ling Lan felt that her world view was being challenged by this new world¡¯s order. Ling Lan was not someone who could suppress her curiosity. She immediately turned to ask Han Jijyun about the situation, earning yet another appraising gaze from him. However, when he saw that Ling Lan really did not understand what was going on, he was rather stunned. This was pretty basic general knowledge that should have been taught by a father. Had Ling Lan¡¯s father not told him about it? Even though Han Jijyun had his doubts, he still exined to Ling Lan, "This is a habit we¡¯ve learned since we were little. If we need to resolve a problem with someone, fighting is permitted. However, no matter who wins or loses, the matter is considered closed after the fight." What a strange way of educating their children ... are they not afraid of encouraging violence? Once again Ling Lan was struck by how different the values and principles of her previous education werepared to the survival of the fittest mentality of this world. For example, no matter the origins of a child ¨C whether he was amoner, an elite, or a noble ¨C the first ambition of all the children here was to join the military. The second ambition was also to join the military, and the third ambition ... was still to join the military. Because strength was might, and military men were the strongest, especially if they managed to be a mecha operator. Only those whose bodies did not meet the requirements would give up on this dream of the military and reluctantly choose another profession. Since young, the education Ling Lan received was geared towards preparing her to be a mecha operator, the strongest of the strong. Everything she learned worked towards this goal, while her mum and Chambein Ling Qin had never even thought to ask her whether she wanted to be one. Honestly, she was rather apathetic towards the idea of bing a mecha operator. She was a girl, after all, with very little interest in fighting. She could never have guessed that she would travel to this warring world where the people were militarised, and, even more unexpectedly, that she would have a mecha learning device as a contracted follower ... Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but rub her jaw thoughtfully. Could it be that this was fate? Was everything that had happened trying to tell her that she was destined to walk the path of a mecha operator? Qi Long and Luo Lang were still fighting neck and neck ¡ª although Qi Long was actually slightly better in terms of fighting power, Luo Lang had stubborn determination on his side. So, although Luo Lang was slightly disadvantaged, he was still managing to hold his own against Qi Long. Ling Lan really wanted to know the oue of their fight, but when she saw that the staff member in charge of calling out the test groups was getting closer and closer to their numbers, she knew that there was no chance the fight would end in time. With some regret, she called out, "It looks like it¡¯ll be our turn soon. Are you guys sure it¡¯s alright to continue fighting like this?" The two boys froze at the same time, but Luo Lang reacted faster than Qi Long. He shoved Qi Long aside and scrambled off the ground, and started to fix his clothing and appearance. Although he could no longer revert to his initial pristine princely presence no matter how hard he tried, his proper upbringing would not allow him to face the examiner in such a dishevelled state. Qi Long was caught unprepared and was sent tumbling twice over by Luo Lang¡¯s push. He quickly mbered up as well and said huffily, "Wait till the test is over, let¡¯s continue our fight then." He was utterly unconcerned with his mussed up appearance, only swiping at his forehead twice to get rid of some sweat before letting it be. Naturally, Luo Lang refused to back down as well, so the two agreed that they would determine the true winner after the testing ended. Oh, such spirited andpetitive young children! Ling Lan felt old, for she could not find any sense in their random fight. By this time, Ling Lan had forgotten that she was actually the culprit who instigated Luo Lang¡¯s fight with Qi Long. The testing proceeded rapidly ¡ª Qi Long and Luo Lang had barely caught their breath when their group was already being called up by the staff member. The ten people in Ling Lan¡¯s party dared not dawdle and quickly ran over. The ten of them stood on the race track and made their final preparations. Then, an examiner walked over to exin how the testing would go. He asked them to get ready to run from the start line, and exined that they would have to safely arrive at the end line toplete this test. As for scoring, that would depend on how much time they took toplete the course. As Ling Lan got ready, she did not forget to keep an eye on the group of testees before them. This was a habit she had developed after multiple encounters with Number One ¡ª every time Number One appeared, his every action could be a test, so Ling Lan always had to be on her toes, making sure she caught every little hint in his actions and his words. This strict caution had be a part of her basic instincts. Ling Lan saw the previous group speed off at the examiner¡¯smand, and soon she could no longer see their silhouettes ... "Do you see it?" Han Jijyun leaned close and whispered to her. He had also noticed something strange. "Hn, even though the sun is shining brightly in the sky, there is fog on the track ... " Ling Lan pointed out the problem, which exined why the group before them had disappeared so quickly before their eyes. "Looks like the track here is under some area-of-effect illusion technology ¡ª this test is not as straightforward as it seems." Han Jijyun was an intelligent boy who had a deep understanding of advanced technology which other kids (like Ling Lan) may not have. Han Jijyun¡¯s warning made Ling Lan secretly raise her guard. Very soon, the examiner at the starting line called Ling Lan¡¯s group over. Once he had confirmed they were ready, he gave themand, and they were off. Qi Long immediately rushed forward at the head of the group, with Luo Lang close on his heels. It seemed like the two of them were determined to make apetition out of this as well. Ling Lan was third, and Han Jijyun was right behind Ling Lan. This strategic child had the same idea as Ling Lan ¡ª they were nning to follow behind Qi Long for now as they observed their surroundings. Meanwhile, the other kids were all following at various paces behind Han Jijyun. Chapter 27: The True Intention of the Test Chapter 27: The True Intention of the Test Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr They hadn¡¯t run for long when the sunny skies above them turned dark and foreboding. Storm clouds gathered, and thunder rumbled ominously. Right at the front, Qi Long cursed, "Damn our luck! Why did it only start to rain when it¡¯s our turn? Hurry up, everyone, or else it¡¯ll be even harder to run once it really starts raining, and our results will definitely be affected." After he finished speaking, Qi Long was just about to speed up when Han Jijyun called out from behind, "Long, don¡¯t speed up. Just keep your current pace." Qi Long was confused. He didn¡¯t understand why Han Jijyun wanted to stop him from speeding up; if it really started to rain, they would have to expend much more energy running through the rain, and the rain would affect their speed as well ... Their score in this test was based on how quickly they could arrive at the end point, so shouldn¡¯t they try to cover more ground now before it rained? Although Qi Long¡¯s mind was full of doubts, one of his strengths was self-awareness. He knew that his blood-sworn brother Han Jijyun was much smarter than him, so much smarter that he could only look on in envy. Since his sworn brother had said so, there must be something that he missed ¡ª it had been proven enough times in the past that it was never wrong to listen to Han Jijyun, so he would put his faith in his brother. And so Qi Long decisively dismissed his worries, and kept running at his original pace. It had to be said that none of the children in Ling Lan¡¯s group were particrlypetitive in nature, other than Luo Lang. And although Luo Lang was prideful, he was also an intelligent boy, so when he heard Han Jijyun¡¯s advice to Qi Long, he also decided not to speed up, merely keeping pace behind Qi Long. Among their peers, Han Jijyun¡¯s intelligence was publicly acknowledged. Even Luo Lang admired Han Jijyun for his intelligence, but unfortunately, Han Jijyun had befriended that idiot Qi Long before he could get to know him. He was full of regret that he had moved too slowly and felt that it was such a waste ¡ª if he had managed to get to Han Jijyun first, Qi Long would never have had a chance. The other kids also maintained their original pace, keeping close to the group so that they weren¡¯t left behind. Anyone who could attend the enrolment tests of the Central Scout Academy of Doha was no idiot ¡ª Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s fight had shown them that the two were much stronger than them, so if the two of them weren¡¯t afraid of wasting time, why should they be afraid? Han Jijyun quickened his steps to catch up to Ling Lan, and jogged by her side. In low tones, he asked, "Ling Lan, what do you think?" Han Jijyun¡¯s gut just told him that Ling Lan knew something. "Didn¡¯t you already notice it yourself?" asked back Ling Lan with a wounded gaze. Dammit, this was truly what was meant by heaven-blessed. Han Jijyun was only six years old, but he was already observant enough to discover something wrong with the situation ¡ª she felt pitiful inparison. She had only noticed the problem thanks to her experience of two lifetimes, as well as the intensive training and trials provided the learning mind-space. This year especially, Ling Lan had been free of any specific training menu or missions, but had been tormented by Number One via all sorts of methods, causing her to view everything with suspicion now. Looking deeper into everything by at least severalyers had be her default reaction. Han Jijyun was oblivious of Ling Lan¡¯s hurt little soul, continuing in a stern manner, "Hn, it won¡¯t matter whether we speed up or not, what wille wille. Perhaps they want to see how we react under pressure." "The examiner did not set a clear path for us, I suspect that ... this test might not have a typical finish line," admitted Ling Lan. Han Jijyun¡¯s intelligence allowed Ling Lan to speak freely without worry. She could finally throw off her sheepskin of a child! Hanging out with such a talented child meant that her own talents would seem less freakish as well. Ling Lan was so happy she could cry ¡ª these six years of ying a kid hadn¡¯t been easy. Han Jijyun turned thoughtful at Ling Lan¡¯s words. After a while, he responded, "Possibly, the test had already begun the moment we stepped onto the field." "What do you mean?" "Is this really a field?" Han Jijyun¡¯s words jolted Ling Lan into awareness. She thought back to when she first entered the field ¡ª that entrance had not at all been like a regr entrance to a field. "Wait and watch," said Ling Lan and Han Jijyun in almost perfect unison as their eyes met. Since they had already been caught up in the illusion, all they could do was continue and take things as they came. After that, they had only run a little bit further when it started raining cats and dogs. Ling Lan¡¯s party of ten were quickly soaked to the bone, and the rain obscured their vision while turning the earth beneath their feet into mud. The clothes on their body became heavy with rainwater and clung to their bodies, dragging them down. Under these conditions, having run for several thousand metres, lethargy started settling in. The two girls were hit especially hard and had already started to pant. "This is real water, not an illusion," Ling Lan concluded after paying close attention to the signals her body were sending her. It looked like the setting of this test was using abination of illusions and real props. There was no doubt that in this space they were upying, there were sprinklers equipped all over the ceiling overhead ... Since they already knew that they were walking within a virtual environment within a room, Ling Lan decided to ignore what she could see as she tried to construct an image of the underlying room in her mind. Admittedly, the virtual field presented to everyone had been nicely done ¡ª the racetrack of a field was just arge circr circuit, so even if those caught within the illusion ran multipleps around the track, they would still never suspect that they were merely within an enclosed room. Ling Lan¡¯s group ran another few thousand metres ¡ª although it felt like they had run countless circles around the track, not a single examiner came to inform them about how manyps they had left. This seemingly endless test began to cause the hearts of some of the weaker children to waver. In particr, the two girls¡¯ speed had dropped considerably, and they had fallen behind till they were at the very tail end of the group. The two boys who were rted to the girls, Luo Lang and Han Jijyun, merely turned a blind eye to this, however, continuing to run forward at a steady pace. Seeing this, Ling Lan frowned. Shouldn¡¯t they try to help the girls? Han Jijyun seemed to notice Ling Lan¡¯s hesitation, and quickly exined, "To be a proper soldier, one has to rely on one¡¯s own strength. Helping her would be harming her instead. On the battlefield, you can¡¯t rely on others to survive." Han Jijyun¡¯s words made a lot of sense, and Ling Lan was not a saint who would insist on helping. She was just about to ignore the girls when a thought shed through her mind, causing her to pause in consideration. Was this truly just a test of stamina and speed? If that was the case, the objective could just as easily be achieved on a regr field ¡ª was it really necessary to use such precious illusion technology to create this virtual environment? Furthermore, why split them into so many groups? She recalled the marathons she had seen in her previous life, where tens of thousands of people could run together at the same time. Ling Lan had taken note of the width of the race track ¡ª it was about 50 metres wide. Even if not everyone could run at the same time, the track could still easily handle up to several hundreds or thousands of people. Wouldn¡¯t doing so speed up the testing process and save time? Perhaps, the test was meant to test something else as well ¡ª what was the true intention of the test? Ling Lan knew that the answer to this question was probably the key to this test. If she could figure it out, then she would know how to pass the test. What other hints had there been in the examiner¡¯s speech? Sensing Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts, Little Four helpfully provided a rey of what the examiner had said. Tsk, only revealing what he wanted you to know, while keeping everything else a mystery ¡ª as expected of special examiners handpicked from the military forces ... Wait a minute. Handpicked from the military forces? Military forces? Realisation sparked in Ling Lan¡¯s mind ¡ª she got it! Since all their examiners were from the military forces, was this in itself a hint? Moreover, a group of ten men was precisely the smallest possible military unit in the military forces! Chapter 28: The Data of the Ten Children Chapter 28: The Data of the Ten Children Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan reigned in her tion, turning to ask Han Jijyun quietly, "What are the requirements to be a qualified soldier?" Han Jijyun was very surprised by Ling Lan¡¯s random question, but still answered seriously, "Passion and loyalty in service of our beloved Chinese Federation, and to respect, trust, and care for our fellow warriors with a pure heart ..." Han Jijyun recited the oath all soldiers had to swear under the g of their country when they qualified to be a soldier and put on their uniforms; the oath already included all the qualities required of a soldier. As she listened to Han Jijyun¡¯s recitation, Ling Lan¡¯s eyes grew brighter and brighter. She then continued asking, "And what are scout academies?" "Nurseries for future soldiers," said Han Jijyun without any hesitation or doubt. The smile on Ling Lan¡¯s lips became even more noticeable. "Then, we shouldn¡¯t lose our pure hearts to respect, trust, and care for our fellow warriors." Han Jijyun abruptly came to a realisation, and his eyes brightened up. He finally understood what Ling Lan was hinting at. "Qi Long, Luo Lang, go help Han Xuya and Luo Chao," shouted Han Jijyun to the two running at the front. "Ah ...!" Qi Long almost tripped over his own feet in surprise. Why did they have to help those two girls who were holding them back? "I¡¯ll exin once the test is over." Although Han Jijyun agreed with Ling Lan¡¯s assessment, he didn¡¯t want to waste time arguing and so decided not to give Qi Long and Luo Lang an exnation right now. Naturally, Qi Long listened to Han Jijyun. He gradually lowered his speed, dropping from first ce to thest. Seeing this, Luo Lang hesitated for just a moment before following suit. Remember, one of the two girls who needed help was his own biological sister ¡ª in contrast, Qi Long had no direct rtion to either girl. Also, while it was true that Luo Lang wanted to beat Qi Long once, he didn¡¯t want to win in this way. The prideful Luo Lang wouldn¡¯t ept this sort of shameful victory. Undeniably, Qi Long and Luo Lang had the best physical fitness among the ten children. (Ling Lan didn¡¯t count due to her being touched by the gods.) Even though they each took on the burden of another person, their speed was not reduced by much. In no time at all, the two of them had barrelled forward again, once more taking up their positions at the front of the group. ******** In a particr observation room, the officer who just happened to switch his screen to view room 72 let out a surprised shout. Each officer in the room was in charge of monitoring ten rooms. The officers would switch their individual screens between rooms every one minute, going through all ten rooms in ten-minute intervals, and this officer had just happened to start viewing the feed from room number 72. The officer seated right beside him had been focused on his own screen, but couldn¡¯t help looking up in surprise at his colleagues¡¯ shout. He took a nce at his friend¡¯s screen out of curiosity, and when he saw what was happening, he also started to exim, "Oh, how interesting!" Their cries attracted the attention of the superintendent, who walked over with a frigid expression on his face. "What¡¯s going on? Why did you both break themand to maintain silence?" "Sir! We¡¯ve noticed some promising recruits," hurriedly reported the two officers, saluting the superintendent. There was no chagrin at all in their voices, instead, their tone was matter-of-fact. They knew that they were in the right because there was an overridingmand in the military ¡ª the discovery of any promising recruits was to be reported immediately ... and that was precisely what they were doing now. Upon hearing this, the superintendent¡¯s expression thawed. He looked at the screen, and with just one nce, his demeanour changed. What he saw on the screen had truly shocked him. The two officers nced at each other feeling proud of themselves, but also relieved that the children were still performing brilliantly at this bloody important moment. Sadly, the screen wasn¡¯t cooperative; the superintendent had only observed for a few seconds when the feed switched over to that of another room. "Wu, switch the feedback to the previous room," ordered the superintendent. "Yes, Sir!" Officer Wu was the one who was in charge of monitoring Ling Lan¡¯s group. He quickly adjusted the feed so that the screen was fixed on the room Ling Lan¡¯s group was in. From the screen, they could see that the two girls, Han Xuya and Luo Chao, who were originally being dragged around by Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s brutal pace, had now been piggybacked by the two boys. From the looks of it, the two girls hadpletely depleted their energy and could no longer run on their own. Meanwhile, behind them, the six remaining children, including Ling Lan, had started running in a rotation, making sure to assist the two children with the weakest stamina. Of course, they also helped each other, giving each other a push or a supporting shoulder when necessary as they ran, so nobody had been left behind. This current situation was a direct result of Ling Lan and Han Jijyun¡¯s decisive actions. If they hadn¡¯t reached out first to help the weakest two of their teammates, there would have probably been a few less people in the group by now. Their actions had sparked some realisation in the other teammates, whom they didn¡¯t know as well, so when those teammates saw that they were growing tired, they had actually stepped up and offered to take over and help. Thus, the current situation came to be as seen on the screen. "Give me the data of these ten children." Even as he marvelled at the sight, the superintendent¡¯s brows furrowed. A seed of doubt grew in his heart. This team was altogether too coordinated, causing him to suspect that someone may have abused their authority to manipte things so that these children had been put into one group on purpose. Soon enough, the data of Ling Lan¡¯s group of ten had been retrieved. ******** Ling Lan: Son of Major General Ling Xiao, god-ss operator of the IN mecha , vicemander of the Seventh Division of the Interster Forces. Inheritor of said major general¡¯s premium military benefits. Physical Fitness: [S] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-2, Potential: [S] rank. Qi Long: Son of Colonel Qi Yaoyang, ace pilot of the MT mecha , lead pilot of the Third Division of the Interster Forces. Physical Fitness: [S] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-2, Potential: [S] rank. Luo Lang: Son of Colonel Luo Qifeng,mander of the Third Fleet in the Ninth Division of the Interster Forces. Physical Fitness: [S] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-2, Potential: [S] rank. Han Jijyun: Son of Colonel Han Rong, deputy director of the Federal Central Military Intelligence Agency. Physical Fitness: [A+] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-3, Potential: [S] rank. Luo Chao: Daughter of Colonel Luo Qifeng,mander of the Third Fleet in the Ninth Division of the Interster Forces. Physical Fitness: [B] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-2, Potential: [A] rank. Han Xuya: Daughter of Major Han Yushao, acting head of the Federal Logistics Base on the of Qiyuan. Physical Fitness: [B] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-2, Potential: [A] rank. Luo Shaoyun: Commoner. Nephew of Captain Luo Jiguang,mander of the Third Company of the mecha protective task force for mecha operators of the Thirteenth Division of the Interster Forces. Inheritor of said captain¡¯s premium military benefits. Physical Fitness: [A] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-1, Potential: [A] rank. Yuan Youyun: Descendant of the Yuan family of the of Zhong Xing. Physical Fitness: [A] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-1, Potential: [A] rank. Li Jinghong: Descendant of the Li family of the of Doha. Physical Fitness: [B] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-1, Potential: [B+] rank. He Chaoyang: Commoner. Adopted son of Captain He Shaoji, deputy captain of the Ninth Fleet Assault forces of the Seventeenth Division of the Interster Forces. Inheritor of said captain¡¯s premium military benefits. Physical Fitness: [B] rank, Spiritual Power: Tier-1, Potential: [B+] rank. ******** Taking in this data, the superintendent could clearly see that all the children came from different star systems, and had backgrounds from all walks of life, though over half came from traditional military families. Most importantly, however, even the weakest potential among the children was at [B+] rank. Even if that ranking might not qualify for the special sses, it was more than enough to ensure a spot in the regr sses. The superintendent looked once more at the first line. Ling Lan¡¯s data, in particr, made a surge of emotion rise up within him. The god-ss operator of the IN mecha Major General Ling Xiao ... that man was the role model of countless soldiers ... it was such a shame he had died in the death tunnel of a meteor field seven years ago. He could still remember what a shock it was when the news had first been received. The whole Federation had been shaken to its core, and all the military men had been greatly saddened by the tragedy. For context, it should be noted that there were only 12 god-ss IN mecha operators throughout the entire Federation. Each god-ss operator was considered a national treasure, and was the representation of a country¡¯s might, acting as a deterrent to foreign enemies. And Major General Ling Xiao, in particr, had been the only operator to have ascended to god-ss within the past ten years, and he had also been the youngest IN mecha operator. Back then, everyone had been optimistic, anticipating that Major General Ling Xiao would be able to be the strongest god-ss operator among the twelve, with youth as his greatest advantage. Sadly, the tree of his talent grew too high above the canopy 1 ¡ª it was toppled by the wind long before he could truly spread out his branches. Later on, the Federation¡¯s investigation had uncovered that the maic turbulence within the death tunnel was most likely a sinister plot hatched by an enemy nation, specifically targeting Major General Ling Xiao. Unfortunately, the Federal Intelligence Agency hadn¡¯t discovered this in time, and the painful price of their oversight was twofold ¡ª not only had the nation lost the potentially strongest god-ss mecha operator of the future, but the two countries had also be bitter enemies, whereby the war between them would not stop till one side was annihted. The death of a god-ss mecha operator would never be forgiven by the soldiers of the Federation! Chapter 29: The Final Lap Chapter 29: The Final Lap Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The superintendent suppressed his surging emotions, putting his full focus on the performance of the ten children on the screen. Finally, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "End their test and let them out." The officer in charge of monitoring Ling Lan¡¯s group wavered, and asked, "Then how shall we score them?" The superintendent red. "Do you need me to teach you something so simple? How much time did they take toplete the course? And how is their condition now?" The officer¡¯s eyes brightened. "Understood, Sir." ********* Meanwhile, on Ling Lan¡¯s end, the group of ten had been holding out for another few rounds. By now, even the indomitable Qi Long and Luo Lang were starting to tire. Running with another person on your back was worlds apart from running on your own ¡ª after just a few rounds, they had begun to feel the doubled strain on their bodies. Initially, they had thought that they would be able to persist for another ten to twenty rounds, but now they weren¡¯t so sure about that. Among the ten children, Ling Lan was definitely the one in the best condition. Or perhaps it would be more urate to say that she was never tired ¡ª because from the moment they had started running, Ling Lan had been circting her Qi. Ever since she had tasted its fruits in the strength test, Ling Lan had harboured suspicions that the Qi exercises still had secrets for her to uncover. So, she decided to apply it once again during the running test. Clearly, her decision was a wise one ¡ª after running for so long, she was still brimming with energy, and her vital stats remained at the same levels as when she was at rest. These numbers were all supplied by Little Four. While Ling Lan was marvelling at her discovery, Little Four had shuffled over ... To put it nicely, he wanted to help Ling Lan research the Qi exercises and fulfil his role as a contracted assistant ... but in truth, Little Four was just bored because he had no ess to the inte here. Still, with Little Four¡¯s help, Ling Lan very quickly understood the secrets of the Qi exercises. Apparently, circting Qi could replenish the body¡¯s energy as it was being expended, as well as repair any damage affecting the body¡¯s functions, allowing the body to maintain peak condition over long periods of time. Of course, Little Four also noted that the current situation, where her body was maintaining a stasis between expenditure and recovery, was only possible because Ling Lan was not using much energy right now. If Ling Lan were to carry someone and run, like Qi Long or Luo Lang, full equilibrium would probably be impossible ¡ª some energy would still be expended. That said, Little Four encouraged Ling Lan by adding that the amount of energy recovered by the Qi exercises would increase the more she trained and circted her Qi, to the point that eventually, she may possibly never have to worry about her energy levels ever again. (Of course, this was only a possibility after several decades of training ... but Little Four decided that Ling Lan didn¡¯t really need to know that.) Ling Lan, who was still as sprightly as ever, looked at the sweat streaming from Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s foreheads as their steps started to slow. She could tell that their stamina was starting to fail, and that they might soon be unable to go on. Ling Lan was unsure whether she should offer to take over and help them ¡ª she wanted to, but she was also afraid that she would stand out too much by doing that. If only there was a way for her to help without being noticed ... Currently, under Little Four¡¯s regtion, Ling Lan¡¯s outward condition appeared to be simr to that of Han Jijyun¡¯s. Both of them were panting hard, and the backs of their shirts were drenched with sweat. After all, she had been helping the weakest boy in their group all this time ¡ª although she wasn¡¯t piggybacking the boy like Qi Long, carrying part of another¡¯s weight was still naturally more tiring than running solo. A devil and an angel were fighting in Ling Lan¡¯s mind as she pondered this dilemma. But before one of them could overpower the other, the outside world had already made Ling Lan¡¯s decision for her. Luo Lang cheered as he pointed towards one side, "I see a sign! One morep left!" Luo Lang¡¯s words were like a shot of adrenaline to the heart. Some of the children who were on the brink of giving up rallied themselves for a final push. Ling Lan looked towards where Luo Lang was pointing at, and saw an examiner lifting a disy screen, which only had a number one written on it in Arabic numerals. This clearly indicated that they only had one morep left to go. Seeing this, Han Jijyun encouraged the group onwards, "Just one morep left. We need to hold on no matter what. Make sure no one is left behind!" "Okay!" all the other nine members of the group shouted in response, Ling Lan included. They would get through this final round no matter what. Han Xuya suddenly inhaled sharply, and yelled, "Qi Long, put me down." "What¡¯s wrong?" asked Qi Long in surprise. "Thest round. I can do it." It was impossible for Han Xuya not to have noticed Qi Long¡¯s fatigue, and she didn¡¯t want Qi Long¡¯s results to be affected because of her. Qi Long was meant for the Special A-ss. For this final round, she would run on her own, even if she fainted before she could finish ... she didn¡¯t want to burden Qi Long any longer. On the other side, Luo Chao was also trying to convince Luo Lang to put her down for mostly the same reason. She didn¡¯t want her brother¡¯s results to be dragged down because of her. The two girls wanted Qi Long and Luo Lang to run at full speed for this finalp so that they could battle it out for the best time. Han Jijyun stepped in to dissuade them, "It¡¯s already the finalp. If we don¡¯t all make it to the end, then what we¡¯ve been doing so far will all be for nothing. Besides, you all should know what true soldiers do ¡ª they never leave arade behind!" Han Jijyun¡¯s words were like a ray of light. Several of the quick-witted children had immediately figured out what he was saying. Han Xuya and Luo Chao, who had initially still wanted to protest, also changed their minds at Han Jijyun¡¯s words. Instead, Han Xuya urged, "Qi Long, pull me quickly, let¡¯s move faster." Since they had already decided to finish together, then they couldn¡¯t afford to waste even one more second. And so, the strong pulled the weak in Ling Lan¡¯s group, and just like that, they supported each other as they hastened towards the finish line. At this time, Ling Lan took charge of pulling along the weakest two boys, leaving Han Jijyun free to run on his own. Han Jijyun threw a grateful nce in her direction ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s help was much appreciated. His stamina was almostpletely gone; if he still had to pull along another person, he was uncertain if he could actually finish this finalp. ******** Outside the virtual environment testing room was an open-air caf¨¦ where more than a few of the examiners were seated, drinking tea and chatting with one another. This test was a long one which wouldst for at least three to four hours. Naturally, the examiners would not just sit outside the testing room and wait the whole time ¡ª most of them would typically order a cup of tea or coffee here to pass the time, and perhaps find a few familiar friends to chat with. Simrly, the on-site examiner responsible for room 72 was talking to a few close friends. He was just gettingfortable when themunication device on his wrist started beeping. He tapped the ept button on the device, and with a silver sh, a holographic screen appeared before him. Simultaneously, the image of the officer in charge of monitoring room 72 appeared on the screen. "Notice, the testees in room 72 are about toplete the test. Please make the necessary preparations." The examiner was bewildered. "Complete the test? In less than two hours? Really?" He really could not be med for his disbelief, for there had never been a record of this test beingpleted in less than two hours in all the history of the scout academy tests. The only exceptions were the children who had to be removed early from the room when they fainted out of exhaustion. However, there was no such notification from hismunication device, which was tracking the status of the ten children he was responsible for. None of the dots representing the ten children were red, which indicated unconsciousness, or even yellow, which meant their body had given out on them. All the dots were still green, indicating that they were all still conscious and that their bodies were still capable of going on. The invigtor of room 72 observed the incredulous face of the on-site examiner, and couldn¡¯t help butugh. He kindly reminded him, "You should hurry, otherwise you won¡¯t make it in time. Also, the kids in that group are great kids. You won¡¯t be disappointed." Without giving the examiner any chance to ask any further questions, the invigtor of room 72 ended the video call. He grinned to himself as he recalled the shocked face of the examiner ¡ªing here to monitor these kids had not been so boring after all. ******** The examiner stared nkly at the dark screen before him, speechless. This sted invigtor ¡ª couldn¡¯t he have exined more clearly? The rest of the on-site examiners had also heard their conversation, all of whom were now looking at him in shock. Of course, there were also those who were burning with curiosity, and were just waiting to find out more so they could gossip. "I¡¯ve got it. Let me find out what¡¯s going on, then I¡¯lle back and tell you guys. I need to go work now." Pensively, the examiner stood up, calmly grabbing his military cap from the table and putting it on before slowly ambling over to room 72. Dammit, those children in there had better not disappoint him! The examiner tried to suppress his anticipation ... ha, his previous calm had actually beenpletely faked. Chapter 30: I Order You All To Attack Me! Chapter 30: I Order You All To Attack Me! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The caf¨¦ was connected by just one tunnel to a pearly-white, awe-inspiring building of epic proportions right across from it. Its walls, which stretched on endlessly, appeared to be seamless, but they actually contained countless electronic doors hidden from the naked eye. The main door to this virtual reality construct was essible from this tunnel, and it was open to the professional soldiers of the Federation for virtual simtion training and sparring. On the other hand, the entrance Ling Lan and the other children had entered from was actually the backdoor of this virtual reality construct. It was connected to the scout academy and appeared to be just a regr field from the outside. This was also why Ling Lan had been so easily fooled ¡ª who¡¯d have thought that a scout academy would have ess to such advanced virtual technology? From this, one could see how much importance the Federation ced on cultivating talent among the young. Of course, the convenient ess bestowed upon the scout academy was not purely for testing purposes. In the future, the assistance of virtual technology would be invaluable in elevating all the stats of the children. The examiner walked along the pearly-white wall for a distance. Frankly speaking, without using the signal he had pre-set with hismunication device, the examiner himself wouldn¡¯t have a clue where room 72 was. Once these electronic doors merged into this endless wall, they could no longer be seen from the surface; as if they had be one with the wall. The examiner was walking down yet another length of the wall when suddenly, themunication device on his wrist vibrated. He immediately stopped, a smile appearing on his face. It looked like he had found the room. Almost randomly, he brushed his fingers over the section of wall right in front of where he stood, though it was really with focused intent. Soon enough, his fingertips told him that he had found the correct spot, and he pressed down lightly three times. The wall reacted rapidly ¡ª the spot where the examiner had pressed lit up, and a palm-sized screen emerged from the wall. The screen disyed a password page, with an input keyboard consisting only of the ten Arabic numerals, 0 to 9. The examiner smiled as his fingers flew across the keyboard. His speed was astounding ¡ª his fingers moved so quickly that they appeared to leave blurry trails in the air. It was impossible for any observer to see which numbers he was pressing ... and then there was a loud click, like the sound of a sealed door unlocking. Within the blink of an eye, a doorway had appeared to the left of the examiner. The examiner strode in, and the door closed behind him, silently blending into the pearly-white wall once again. The moment the examiner entered room 72, a wide virtual race track came into view. Behind him, neither the door nor the wall could be seen anymore ¡ª only a race track, which extended as far as the eye could see, remained. The illusion was so realistic that it was hard to believe that a door and a wall had existed right there just moments ago. The examiner did not wait for long before ten figures appeared on the distant horizon. Some were running while some were pulled along, some were dragging down others down while some supported others ... but still they staggered forward at a run ¡ª no, walk would be more urate. It looked like the ten children were at the end of their ropes. In the past tests, the children would usually appear one at a time, unlike this group that still appeared organised and managed to arrive at the finish line without losing a single member. The examiner found himself slightly impressed. Perhaps this was what the monitoring officer had been trying to tell him ¡ª they were truly great kids. When the children saw him, they suddenly perked up and then, as if they had been injected with stimnts, they rapidly stormed towards the examiner like ferocious tigers. The examiner smiled. The fact that the promise of victory could prompt such a reaction from these kids was a good sign ¡ª truly, they had potential. The examiner was very pleased, and his impression of Ling Lan¡¯s group improved yet again. "I see the examiner ..." The exhausted Qi Long caught sight of the examiner when he lifted his head and the wee sight made him call out in exhration. Hearing his call, the other nine children rallied, eyes turning bloodshot, their appearances just like rabid wolves ... Ah woooo! Eerily in sync, the ten children let out a ravenous howl and then, just as if they had seen a gourmet dish cross over into their territory, they abruptly exploded with energy, rushing toward the examiner standing in the distance. They barrelled over the finish line but didn¡¯t slow down at all ¡ª instead, they actually sped up as they pounced on the waiting examiner. The charge of the ten children was so aggressive that the examiner was taken aback, but who did they think he was? The examiner was a professional soldier who had lived throughrgescale gctic battles; he regained hisposure within a split second. "These little rascals!" Facing this sudden attack, the on-site examiner was rather speechless. With a stony expression, without even moving a single step, he slightly twisted his body to the side. And just like that, hepletely evaded the children¡¯s desperate final attack. "Darn it, we missed!" Qi Long stumbled face first into the ground and punched the ground in frustration. Luo Lang, who was not far away from Qi Long, also slumped to the ground with a face full of dissatisfaction. The thing was, just as they were about to give up, Qi Long had suggested a plot that had boosted their waning energy ... What Qi Long said was that they must take revenge upon the examiner by turning him into a human cushion. That¡¯s right, they would push him to the ground and stack themselves on top of him. This would show the examiners that they were not to be easily bullied! Alright, so this plot had fanned the festering hatred of the ten children to the max, actually managing to draw out unknown wells of energy from within them, which had allowed them to continue running all the way till the end. Hatred truly was a formidable force. As for Ling Lan, she hadn¡¯t cooperated mainly out of hatred. Instead, her mind had drifted to strange ces ¡ª just thinking about a group of bratty kids pushing down a mature and handsome examiner ... wasn¡¯t this just like some trashy group student-teacher romance? Wasn¡¯t it? Wasn¡¯t it? Fine, so Ling Lan was a corrupted soul. It was all the fault of her previous life, during which she had read all sorts of lowbrow novels without shame. The examiner stood watching them with his arms folded before him. With a cold smile, he said, "Oho, I see you still have energy left. Not bad." The frigid look on his face was like ice, but he was actually ecstatic inside. Hell, this group was just too much like those batches of new soldiers he trained ¡ª they had spirit, they had guts, and they could think for themselves. And yet they were only six years old ... how extraordinary. The examiner felt the itch to just grab these ten children straight into his boot camp for special training ¡ª they were sure to be great soldiers someday. Qi Long raised his arms in surrender. "Sir, we are fully beat." The examiner scoffed, "If you all want to pass, get up." Dammit, still being able to speak in such a loud voice when you¡¯re out of energy? Who do you think you¡¯re trying to fool? Qi Long tsked, but pried himself off the ground anyway. Everyone had worked so hard toplete this test, if they failed simply because they couldn¡¯t stand up at the end, how shameful would that be? Qi Long was deeply influenced by his father, who firmly believed that men should face death standing up. Qi Long was the first to stand up, and Luo Lang was the second. Even though Luo Lang¡¯s hands and legs were cramping due to exhaustion, he still couldn¡¯t bear losing to Qi Long. Seeing Qi Long stand, he pushed his body to stand out of sheer unwillingness to lose. Ling Lan was next, followed by Han Jijyun, Luo Shaoyun, Li Jinghong, and He Chaoyang. They each stood up one by one, in sequence, until the final two, the girls Han Xuya and Luo Chao, were standing as well. Although they stumbled and fell several times in the process, gracelessly, they all still managed to stand up straight in the end. In their eyes, all one could see was the stubborn persistence for sess. The examiner was pleased. "Not bad, you lot are certainly spirited. Now, I order you all to attack me." All the children were stunned by this sudden turn of events. Han Jijyun reacted the fastest. The CPU of his brain spun at high speeds, analysing the intent behind the examiner¡¯s words. His expression was serious and solemn as he asked, "Why?" Chapter 31: The Weak Have No Right to Speak Chapter 31: The Weak Have No Right to Speak Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Why?" echoed the examiner with a cold smirk, "Do any of you have the right to ask?" Han Jijyun was not flustered by the examiner¡¯s rebuttal. With his usual level-headedness, he said, "Isn¡¯t the test over? The examiner at the start had stated very clearly that once we reached the finish line, the speed and stamina test would be over. So we have the right to refuse yourmand." Han Jijyun knew that everyone was already on theirst legs ¡ª some were even having trouble standing, only staying upright out of sheer bullheadedness. Leaving aside attacking the examiner, they may not even be able to take even one more step. The examiner looked at Han Jijyun, and there was a trace of approval in his eyes. This child was calm and analytical, not easily swayed by an opponent¡¯s show of force. In addition, he could defend his stance with evidence, disying solid logical thinking, and was good at catching on to key points and discovering the logical ws in other people¡¯s speech. Overall, a good candidate for a military strategist. Still, no matter how much he admired Han Jijyun, he wouldn¡¯t change his mind. With a mocking smirk on his face, he said, "Brat, let me teach you all the first rule you need to know to survive in this world ¡ª the weak have no right to speak." He swept a critical gaze over the angry children, and ten pairs of fierce and stubborn eyes stared right back at him. He was satisfied ¡ª if they hadn¡¯t been angered by his words, then their parents would have raised them in vain. When the examiner¡¯s gaze swept over Ling Lan, he couldn¡¯t suppress a soft exmation ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s eyes were the calmest among the ten children, still like dead water, deep and unfathomable. Was he scared silly? Or had he seen through the ruse? Or perhaps he was just unmoved by all this? The examiner frowned, and watched Ling Lan thoughtfully for a beat or two. What the examiner didn¡¯t know was that his gaze filled with killing aura waspletely ineffective against Ling Lan. Remember, Ling Lan had grown up under the crushing pressure of Number One¡¯s presence. In contrast, this kind of superficial scare tactic was really nothing to Ling Lan. Reining in his curiosity towards Ling Lan, the examiner¡¯s face turned sly, and with an evil grin on his face, he said, "You all can choose to ignore mymand. However, your results for the speed and stamina test ... well, sorry, you will all fail." His killing aura dissipated as he said this, as if it had never been there to begin with, but his words were cruel, casually threatening to destroy the children¡¯s dreams and ambitions. These words caused the faces of all the children in Ling Lan¡¯s group to fall. They hade brimming with confidence to enrol in this top-ranked scout academy, not to return home with their tails between their legs. "We have the right to submit aint." The expression on Han Jijyun¡¯s youthful face was frigid; he was indeed an extremely intelligent child, but no matter how smart he was, he was helpless against this sort of irrational bullshit. His chest felt choked with rage; this was the first time he had experienced the futile anger of the weak and downtrodden. "No, no, no! Didn¡¯t you all read the examination rules? Any child whoins or protests will have their results thrown out for this year ¡ª Could it be that you all would like to wait and try again next year?" The examinerughed as he shook his head, strolling over to stop in front of Han Jijyun, where he then bent over slightly to look the boy in the face with mocking yfulness. With deliberate slowness, he bit out a word at a time, "Smart little repeat student!" This expression, these words, and this sort of dismissive look ¡ª it was all just too infuriating. Damn, this examiner was just asking to be beaten up. Asking to be beaten up? Ling Lan sweat-dropped, and immediately yelled out in her mind, "Little Four, are you messing with my thoughts again?" Little Four slunk out from a corner, face scrunched up in an unhappy pout. His usually round face now looked like a steamed dumpling as he spoke through pursed lips, "He¡¯s too despicable! Bullying children!" Alright, so Ling Lan wasn¡¯t even angry yet, but the mentally immature Little Four had already been riled up by the examiner on her behalf. "Lord, beat him up for me." Ling Lan quirked her lips in a slight smile. "What¡¯s in it for me?" Little Four was ck-jawed. He had not expected Ling Lan to ask for something in return for his request. Didn¡¯t she know that he was requesting this for her sake? "Why?" Little Four wailed. Wasn¡¯t his host angry as well? "You said it ¡ª you want me to beat him up ¡¯for you¡¯. Since I would be helping you, of course you should give me something in return." Ling Lan¡¯s self-satisfied smirk made Little Four think to himself that she was no better than the examiner, a big bully who bullied children. "But he¡¯s bullying you! Don¡¯t you feel angry?" Little Four couldn¡¯t understand ¡ª the examiner was being so mean that even he felt indignant ... why was Ling Lan so calm? "Bullying me? I don¡¯t feel it." Although Ling Lan didn¡¯t know why the examiner was being such a hard-ass, still, she could sense no ill intentions from him. Ling Lan was extremely grateful for all the pressure that Instructor Number One and Number Nine had exerted upon her all these years. They had given her an ability that wasn¡¯t really an ability ¡ª being able to sense when someone had evil or killing intent towards her. Of course, ording to Instructor Number One, this ability of Ling Lan was still only at the rudimentary level, not really applicable and actually quite useless. If she ever encountered any true experts or assassins, Ling Lan would be dead before she could sense anything. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Little Four want to tear his hair out ¡ª his host was just too insensitive; the examiner¡¯s bullying was already so obvious, like a p in the face, and she could still say she didn¡¯t feel it? Ling Lan was just about to reassure Little Four when her expression abruptly changed ¡ª she sensed something off in Qi Long¡¯s aura; his spiritual power was fluctuating wildly. "Help me think of a way to pass Instructor Number One¡¯s exam three dayster!" Ling Lan threw out her request, and without giving Little Four any chance to protest, she retreated from her mind-space. There was something wrong with Qi Long and she needed to keep her attention on him. At this point, Ling Lan¡¯s nerves were taut, on full alert as she leaned slightly forward with both arms held low and slightly bent, one up and one down in a vague cross. Her right leg was shifted back, with her weight resting fully on her heel ¡ª this was a basicbat stance that she had learned this year from Number Nine. It was the best neutral resting stance for attacking or defending, allowing the body to move and expend energy with ease. Suddenly, Qi Long lifted his bowed head and everyone could see his bloodshot eyes, filled with killing intent. However, this killing intent was directed only at the examiner ¡ª it looked like the examiner¡¯s taunting of Han Jijyun had thoroughly angered Qi Long, and he was ready to explode. The examiner sensed Qi Long¡¯s killing intent and leapt backwards with some surprise in his eyes. But by the time hended, his entire demeanour and stance had changed, and all his eyes held was the anticipation for a fight. Hollering loudly, Qi Long shot forward like a torpedo, swinging his tightly clenched fists at the examiner. There was a loud crash and then dirt went flying, blocking everyone¡¯s vision. Could it be that Qi Long had actually hit the examiner? Did he throw the examiner to the ground? The other children couldn¡¯t see anything clearly and could only look at one another helplessly. Only Ling Lan had a solemn expression on her face, her brows slightly raised. Though the others couldn¡¯t see what had happened due to the dust, Ling Lan had seen everything. Little Four had disyed everything that had urred between Qi Long and the examiner in her mind, bypassing the problem of the dirt and dust entirely. Chapter 32: Ling Lan Makes a Move! Chapter 32: Ling Lan Makes a Move! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Qi Long¡¯s punch had missed ¡ª the examiner had evaded Qi Long¡¯s blow with a tilt of his body, causing it to strike the ground, sending dirt flying into the air. Even so, the gouge left on the ground from Qi Long¡¯s strike, roughly 3 inches deep and 1 metre wide, revealed that the power behind it was definitely no less than the 500 catties Ling Lan had lifted during the previous test. It was impressive that Qi Long could achieve 500 catties worth of strength with just his own power; this was obviously a purer and more direct reflection of strength as opposed to Ling Lan¡¯s performance due to the cirction of Qi. A sh of pleasant surprise passed through the examiner¡¯s eyes ¡ª perhaps even he hadn¡¯t expected that Qi Long would have such great strength. Even though this level of strength was nothing to the examiner, it had to be noted that Qi Long was still only six years old. There was no question that once Qi Long grew up, his strength would further grow to be even more impressive. Qi Long didn¡¯t stop attacking just because his first attempt struck air. As the others watched, he once again leapt into the air and pounced at the examiner. Unfortunately, despite all his speed and strength, Qi Long¡¯s attacks were full of holes due to his undevelopedbat skills. As such, the examiner was under no pressure whatsoever ¡ª if Qi Long were an enemy on the battlefield, the examiner could have killed him with one strike. As the dust and dirt drifting through the air finally dissipated, the group could finally see the battle between Qi Long and the examiner. They looked on as the examiner blocked all of Qi Long¡¯s attacks using just a single hand. Luo Lang lowered his voice and said to Ling Lan, "I¡¯ll go and help Qi Long. We¡¯ll count on you to hit the examiner." With that said, he jumped into the fray without waiting for a reply from Ling Lan, using all his might to send a punch flying towards the examiner¡¯s face. Luo Lang¡¯s attack forced the examiner to bring out his other arm, and his previously stationary body also begun to move. For a while, the three fought to a stalemate. Although Luo Lang had spoken very softly, all the surrounding children had still heard what he said. All of a sudden, the trembling in their bodies diminished as they all turned toward Ling Lan with expectation in their eyes, hoping that she could do as Luo Lang said and hit the examiner. Fine, so the examiner¡¯s taunts had thoroughly roused the children¡¯s hatred, drawing it onto himself ¡ª and the level of this hatred wasn¡¯t low, which was why they collectively wished for him to get hit several times so they could vent their anger. Thanks to Qi Long¡¯s attack, Han Jijyun had regained his usualposure, and he now noticed that Ling Lan was the only one among them that was standing steadily. Although his stance was a little strange, it was oddly pleasing to the eye, making one feel that it was natural to stand that way. Though Han Jijyun didn¡¯t know what that stance was, he could still tell that it was definitely some sort of amazingbat art. The children¡¯s expectant gazes made Ling Lan feel the pressure even more keenly, as if it was pressing down upon her like a mountain. She couldn¡¯t take their heated gazes and so turned to face the spot where the threebatants were ¡ª her face twitched minutely as she thought sullenly to herself, why did they all think she could hit the examiner? Could it be that they all knew that she had a learning space in her mind? Of course Ling Lan knew that this was impossible. These kids had entrusted their hopes to her solely because she was the only one among them who could still move. Naturally, if she could really hit the examiner then that would be the best, but even if she failed ... well alright, they didn¡¯t really have high hopes to begin with anyway. This whole attempt was just a shot in the dark; to seed, they would really have to have the devil¡¯s own luck. On the other end, the examiner had figured Luo Lang out after fighting him for some time. Although his strength wasn¡¯t as much as Qi Long¡¯s, it was still decent, probably around 100 catties. However, his physical fitness was clearly worse ¡ª fighting up till now, Qi Long¡¯s attacks only became fiercer and fiercer, while Luo Lang¡¯s breathing was showing signs of bing irregr just after several attacks. Still, the examiner also knew that Qi Long¡¯s current condition was rare ¡ª he had pushed past his limits to bring out histent reserves of energy. In all these years, the examiner had never seen a child who could break past his own limits without outside stimtion from agents ¡ª it had to be said that Qi Long was truly talented. Suddenly, he felt a chill seep out from his bones ... his battle experience warned him of danger and without even having to think, his body jerked to a stop on the balls of his feet, and he used the energy generated from his momentum to change directions and leapt back two steps ... But it was toote! Before his eyes, a small, delicate white fist appeared, on the verge of hitting his face in the next second. In the end, the examiner was still the examiner ¡ª he crossed his arms within this split second, sessfully blocking this seemingly sweet and harmless little fist, which was actually filled with killing intent. The two made contact with a resounding p, and the examiner felt a huge wave of energy surge towards him. His body, which had yet to find stable footing, was once again forced to take a few steps back. Meanwhile, borrowing the energy from the rebound, Ling Lan somersaulted through the air andnded securely between Qi Long and Luo Lang. She was still holding that odd basicbat stance, ready tounch her next attack. The examiner¡¯s demeanour turned serious, all traces of his earlier yfulness gone. He looked at Ling Lan standing there in the middle, and he could actually feel cold sweat breaking out along his back. Who¡¯d have thought that such a skilled fellow was hiding among this bunch of kids? He even knew how to hide his killing intent until the final second before revealing his fangs. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that he had spent many years on the battlefield, gaining much experience and honing his reflexes, he would have certainly been hit by thatst move. And although he wouldn¡¯t have taken much damage from it, losing face would have been unavoidable. He cursed silently. Where did such a freakish talente from? The boy looked so soft and fragile on the outside, with his delicate face and clueless expression ¡ª no matter how you looked, he simply looked like a cute, na?ve, and innocent little boy who couldn¡¯t hurt a fly. And yes, although he had felt that there was something strange about the boy from the start, Qi Long¡¯s sudden attack and subsequent performance had grabbed all his attention, leaving the boy to fade into the background. He would never have thought that this kind of unassuming child would almost make him crash and burn. Ling Lan¡¯s unexpectedly strong disy thrilled the surprised children. They would never have guessed that Ling Lan would be able to push the examiner back several steps with just one punch ¡ª could it be that their hopes would really be realised? Han Xuya was an outgoing and passionate girl ¡ª her emotions ran high upon seeing the current situation, driving away her fatigue and making her shout out loudly, "Ling Lan, beat him! Beat him!" On the other hand, Luo Chao was a shy and reserved girl. She merely smiled bashfully in surprise, eyes shining with just a touch of admiration as she stared at that skinny figure standing beside her brother. Although he wasn¡¯t as well-built as her brother and the other boy, in her eyes, he was no lesser than them and was in fact even more reliable. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know that she had unknowingly caught the budding heart of a pure young girl, romantic feelings twining around her in mistaken adoration ¡ª oh, what a mess! In the invigtion room, the invigtor responsible for room 72 switched his feed to Ling Lan¡¯s room once again out of boredom. Immediately, what he saw was a clear stand-off between the invigtor and the kids, and the atmosphere didn¡¯t seem friendly. Aghast, he thought to himself, what the hell was going on? His curiosity piqued, he fixed his screen once again on room 72, leaving only a small window at a lower corner of the screen to rotate through the other nine rooms he was monitoring. Ling Lan signalled with her eyes for Qi Long and Luo Lang to start their attack. She knew that if she was the one to lead the charge, they would definitely not be able to handle the examiner. Although Ling Lan had learned basicbat skills from Number Nine and had also sparred constantly with Number Nine, it was all just mental practice in the end. There was still a significant difference when it came to real battles in the physical realm. During herst attack, Ling Lan had already noticed that her physical body couldn¡¯t keep up with her intentions ¡ª the examiner would never have had the chance to dodge her attack otherwise. Chapter 33: Savage Little Wolf Cubs! Chapter 33: Savage Little Wolf Cubs! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Qi Long and Luo Lang, having received Ling Lan¡¯s signal, shared a quick nce before they sprung out to attack. Qi Long¡¯s speed was just a tad faster than Luo Lang¡¯s ¡ª he got to the examiner first and threw out a furious fist. This fist had both power and speed behind it, cleaving through the air with an audible sound. This caused the examiner¡¯s face to change, and he immediately raised his arm to block it. And then a fiery sensation spread along his arm from the spot he had used to block ¡ª the brat¡¯s strength and speed had actually increased yet again ... The examiner discovered that Qi Long was clearly the berserker type. Seeing the little fellow¡¯s impressive performance, the examiner was getting more and more excited. Before the examiner could counterattack to push Qi Long back, Luo Lang¡¯s attack had arrived from his other side ¡ª a whipping kick. Luo Lang knew that he wasn¡¯t very powerful and that his fists would be no threat to the examiner, so this time he chose to change his attack into a strong kick instead. Luo Lang¡¯s decision was unquestionably correct. Seeing this aggressive kick, the examiner had to admit that he had miscalcted. Luo Lang, who he had initially considered as the weakest and rtively harmless, had also found a way to contribute effectively, forcing him to spare some attention to deal with the boy¡¯s attacks. The examiner felt rather peevish. Why couldn¡¯t these kids act like regr six-year-olds and juste at him recklessly? Why did they have to be so smart and even think of changing tactics? He had no choice but to reach out with his other hand in a grab, catching hold of Luo Lang¡¯s foot as it reached him. But just as he was about to throw Luo Lang away from him ... Oh no! The examiner sensed the danger approaching him from below and quickly let go of Luo Lang¡¯s ankle to retreat. He moved just in the nick of time as Ling Lan¡¯s attack brushed past where he was moments earlier ¡ª a crotch kick! Without his noticing, Ling Lan had positioned herself below him where she had then crouched, both hands t on the ground, andunched her right leg directly upwards. In that direction ... was the ce that men were most afraid of being injured. The examiner, fortunately, noticed in time, managing to dodge Ling Lan¡¯s terrifying attack by a hair¡¯s breadth. Damn, that was savage! As the examinernded, a shudder passed through his heart as his crotch tightened reflexively. Ling Lan straightened up, face cool and expressionless, as his gaze swept across the examiner¡¯s lower half with some trace of regret for the near-miss. Seeing this, the examiner couldn¡¯t help but retreat another three steps, putting some distance between him and Ling Lan¡¯s group, before he felt a little safer. The examiner couldn¡¯t help but be afraid ¡ª just look at the power behind that kick! If that kick hadnded as intended, his family line would most certainly have ended with him. The examiner was beginning to regret his whimsy ¡ª why did he have to be so goddamn curious? Overly excited at the promise of great talent, he had decided to tease these kids just a little, but he hadn¡¯t expected to end up kicking a steel te. These were not the adorable children they appeared to be ¡ª they were actually savage little wolf cubs in sheep¡¯s clothing! The examiner could almost cry! But still ¡ª he liked them! The examiner looked at the three children before him, each with varying expressions on their faces. Regardless if they were wild (Qi Long), angry (Luo Lang), or cool (Ling Lan), their expressions couldn¡¯t hide the sheer tenacity in their bones as well as their savage natures. The smile at the corner of his lips deepened. Any soldier would be overjoyed in the face of such promising young talent. ******** "Haha, examiner 072 is in deep shit," the invigtor couldn¡¯t help but jeer as he watched the proceedings up to this point. He hadn¡¯t missed how flustered the examiner had been in thatst encounter. The superintendent, who was just passing by on his rounds, overheard him speaking and looked over. When he saw that it was that officer who reported room 072 earlier, his irritation faded ¡ª after all, it was because of that officer that he had managed to learn about Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s inheritor. So he merely gently chided, "Quiet, what are you making noise about now?" The invigtor looked up to see the superintendent and stood up grinning to salute him, and then he reported in a low voice, "Sir, please look at this, there is a little problem." He pointed at the screen, asking the superintendent toe closer and see. The superintendent nced at him doubtfully, but still bent over slightly to look at the screen. On it, he saw the three children attack almost simultaneously ¨C one from above, one from below, while thest one exploited any openings ¨C and although their actions were still obviously untrained, they were surprisingly coordinated, causing the examiner quite a bit of trouble. "That¡¯s strange. What is examiner 072 doing? He should just take them down." The superintendent couldn¡¯t understand ¡ª he just subconsciously assumed that that would be an easy thing for the examiner to do against two or three little brats. "Sir, take a closer look at this child¡¯s movements." The invigtor had watched for a longer time and so had sussed out part of the problem. The superintendent knew that the invigtor wouldn¡¯t mention something for no reason, and so continued to peer at the screen intently. ******** In room 072, Ling Lan was finding it easier and easier to move as the fight progressed. Initially, there was still some disconnection between her body and her intent ¡ª a few times, she was already there in her mind, but her body was a beat slower, making her miss out on several opportunities to hit the examiner. During this prolonged fight, however, she could feel her body bing more agile, starting to flow and work in tandem with her intent. As Ling Lan got into her groove, the examiner naturally found it more and more troublesome to fight. At the start, he still had some room to ck off, but gradually, he found that he could no longer hold back. If he didn¡¯t put his full attention on handling Ling Lan¡¯s group¡¯s attacks, he was very likely to get hit by Ling Lan. After fighting for so long, the examiner had alsoe to understand the children¡¯s strategy. They wanted to overwhelm his guard and find an opening, just to leave a mark on his body with either their fists or their feet. What a bunch of vengeful brats ... the examiner thought to himself helplessly. He¡¯d never have thought that a simple joke would cause the children to be so dead set on hitting him. The examiner could only keep warding them off ¡ª he couldn¡¯t really hurt them after all, could he? Even if the military didn¡¯t sanction him for it, he would also be unwilling to do so. I mean, just look! These three kids before him had such great potential. The examiner was not at all anxious. He had all the patience in the world to wait them out. A veteran soldier would neverck for patience, otherwise, they would never have survived the battlefield. These kids were already on theirst legs to begin with ¡ª he believed that it wouldn¡¯t take long for them to run out of energypletely. At that time, they wouldn¡¯t be able to do anything even if they had more tricks up their sleeve. Sure enough, just as the examiner predicted, the children couldn¡¯t fight on for much longer. Luo Lang was the first to run out of energy and was grabbed by the examiner, and thrown back into the middle of the other students where he remained slump, unmoving. Of course, the examiner did this skilfully so that Luo Lang¡¯s body wasn¡¯t injured in the process ¡ª he was only immobile due to fatigue. And so only Ling Lan and Qi Long were left to fight against the examiner. Without Luo Lang¡¯s cover, Ling Lan¡¯s sneak attacks could no longer work, so Ling Lan decided that she might as well pull out all the basicbat moves she had learned in her mind-space and fight directly. Ling Lan didn¡¯t forget what Number One said ¡ª what you learned must be applied, and it was even better if you could apply it in a real battle ... Although fighting with the examiner was not really a real battle, it was still a chance for her to apply what she had learned in abat setting, so of course Ling Lan wouldn¡¯t let the chance pass her by. Besides, after fighting for so long, Ling Lan understood that the examiner would never hurt them, which meant that she could go all out without fear. Since the examiner was only going to be on the defensive, if she didn¡¯t take the chance to practice all her moves now, then when should she do it? As Ling Lan¡¯s moves grew bolder, Qi Long¡¯s moves also became increasingly aggressive. Qi Long was a quirky child ¡ª he didn¡¯t like to think very much, being of a bold and brash character, but this didn¡¯t stop him from being strong. He instinctively chose the method best suited for himself, so when Ling Lan¡¯s attacks grew fiercer, he felt it was right and so followed suit. The two fought ferociously to the point where the examiner was actually disadvantaged, where he looked like he was only able to focus on blocking. The observing children on the side all cheered on Qi Long and Ling Lan, with the exception of Han Jijyun and the recuperating Luo Lang. The two boys had serious looks on their faces ¡ª they didn¡¯t think that Qi Long and Ling Lan¡¯s current style of attack would be of any use against the examiner. Chapter 34: A Sure Hit! Chapter 34: A Sure Hit! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Sure enough, after a flurry of rapid attacks Qi Long was the first to slow down, as the explosion of energy brought on by his berserk state came close to ending. His aura began to fluctuate unsteadily, and his breathing becameboured. Ling Lan knew that Qi Long was likely at the end of his rope. If Qi Long dropped out, she would not be able to hold up against the battle-experienced examiner on her own, much less look for a chance to hit the examiner. Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrowed as she considered her options. Deep down, she was actually rather annoyed ¡ª if she had known that she would have to fight in this random battle, she would have brought some weapons with her, such as some type of hidden weapon. Even if she could not hit the examiner with them, they would still have served as a good distraction. Unfortunately, all she had on her were some consumable energy fluids to replenish physical energy, which she had brought as supplies for the exam. She only had three tubes, so even if she wanted to use them like hidden weapons, they wouldn¡¯t be very effective. She might have been able to fool the examiner for a while with a great number of items to throw, but with just these two or three things, the examiner would never fall for it. What should she do? Let Qi Long eat one of the tubes to replenish his energy? An idea sparked in Ling Lan¡¯s mind, and she immediately hatched a n. So, she started to match her speed to Qi Long¡¯s, slowing down as she made her aura waver as well, breathing hard, and sweating freely from her forehead. All outward signs broadcasted the fact that she was about to copse any second now. Ling Lan and Qi Long¡¯s obviously deteriorating condition put a damper on theirrades¡¯ cheers, which slowly weakened and finally faded away. Disappointment and resentment was visible on all their faces ¡ª it looked like their dream ofnding a hit on the examiner would not be realised. Han Jijyun and Luo Lang exchanged a look, and saw each other¡¯s bitter smiles. Honestly, this result was within their expectations, however, somehow, it just didn¡¯t sit right with them ¡ª they had really hoped that Qi Long and Ling Lan could have brought them a miracle. Was there really no hope left? At that moment, Qi Long traded yet another blow with the examiner. This time, due to ack of energy, Qi Long was thrown backwards by the examiner¡¯s block, stumbling back several steps. These few steps back sapped away Qi Long¡¯s confidence, and the strength that had supported him in the fight all this time seemed about to disperse. His stance started to falter, and he looked as if he was about to crash. Seeing this, Ling Lan rushed over to hold him up, and with a few light steps, she rapidly whisked him away from the examiner, putting some distance between them. "Are you alright?" With her back to the examiner, Ling Lan asked Qi Long frantically as she gripped his hand. Qi Long¡¯s expression jerked and his spirits rallied, as if Ling Lan¡¯s concern had given him confidence and courage once more. He said nothing, but nodded firmly to show that he was fine. Ling Lan turned around to look at the examiner, and then said resolutely, "Then let us fight this onest time." The condition of the two clearly showed that they were incapable of fighting any longer than that. Qi Long clenched his fists, gaze determined as he said, "Ok!" That said, he swiped his right hand over his face, as if he were wiping away sweat, but also as if he were wiping away his fatigue to boost his confidence. The fighting spirit in his eyes was ignited once again, and it seemed like it burned brighter than before. Even if he knew he was about to lose, he would not back down. Because this was their final chance ¡ª it was make it or break it. Qi Long and Ling Lan¡¯s performance pleased the examiner greatly. The care and concern for a teammate, the courage to fight till the end against a strong opponent ¡ª these were all qualities necessary to be an exceptional soldier, and these two kids had them. This was very rare; he was d that he had been able to find such excellent young talent. Qi Long attacked first. Although hisbination of punches still had speed and strength behind them, the examiner still managed to dodge them easily. There was no helping it ¡ª Qi Long only knew these fewbat moves. After seeing them used repetitively, even if the examiner could not remember them, his body was already familiar enough with Qi Long¡¯s attacks that handling them was a breeze. The examiner had just dodged Qi Long¡¯s attack when, on his other side, Ling Lan was already rushing in. However, the examiner¡¯s attention had been on Ling Lan all this time, because,pared to Qi Long, Ling Lan was much harder to deal with. Although Ling Lan¡¯sbat moves were not that varied as well (she had only learned one basic set ofbat skills), she was much smarter than Qi Long. She moved in unpredictable ways, and would modify her attacks ording to the situation during battle. All this required the examiner to spend more thought when handling her. The examiner saw Ling Lan¡¯s punching, and just like the attacks before it, it came from a spot that was the trickiest and most annoying to handle. These spots were basically defensive blind spots, very difficult to defend against ¡ª it was either dodge or substitute offense for defense, counterattacking the opponent to force them to retract their move. Without having to think about it, the examiner pushed a palm out in return, aimed at Ling Lan¡¯s chest. His arm was longer and his palm was wider ¡ª even as a counterattack, he was certain that his attack would reach Ling Lan first. And in their earlier encounters, Ling Lan had always reacted as he had hoped and gave up on her attacks. After all, continuing on stubbornly when you knew that your attack would be fruitless would only get yourself hurt, while your enemy would remain unharmed. A smart person would never do such a stupid thing. It was then that an ident urred. Ling Lan didn¡¯t dodge but continued to press forward, and then, a figure appeared in the path of his palm hurtling towards Ling Lan ¡ª it was Qi Long! Not good! The examiner was rmed, but because everything happened so quickly, he could no longer stop his attack. He rushed to pull back the force in his arm as he felt his palm connect solidly with Qi Long¡¯s chest. "AH!" screamed Qi Long, his entire body thrown into the air by the force of the blow. In mid-air, he threw up a mouthful of blood, and then crashed mercilessly onto the ground, where he theny unmoving. "Ah ... Qi Long, he¡¯s hurt!" the observing children all yelled out in fright. Han Jijyun in particr had be petrified, his face white as a sheet. The examiner was horrified. Had he pulled back toote? All his attention was now focused on Qi Long ¡ª looking at his prone body lying on the ground, fresh blood trickling out from the corners of his mouth in a steady stream. How did this happen? Could it be that he really hadn¡¯t managed to pull back in time, and had struck Qi Long with full force? Had he injured his internal organs? The examiner¡¯s thoughts were a mess, with no mind to spare for other matters. All he could see was Qi Long¡¯s body on the ground, spewing blood. "BAM!" The loud sound of a strong fist hitting flesh rang out abruptly, and the examiner was sent flying by arge surge of energy, falling to the ground in a heap. It turned out that Ling Lan had not given up on her attack. Taking advantage of the examiner¡¯s mental chaos, she had snuck in unnoticed tond a sure hit. Ling Lan blew lightly on her ¡¯weapons¡¯, her delicate fists, and grinned as she said, "Missionplete. Examiner hit. But sir, you wouldn¡¯t fail us just because you were embarrassed, right?" Chapter 35: Test Completed! Chapter 35: Test Completed! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Sprawled on the ground, the examiner¡¯s reaction was quick. With a back spring, he flipped back onto his feet. Although Ling Lan¡¯s punch had seemed very powerful, powerful enough to send the examiner flying, it hadn¡¯t actually done much damage to the examiner, only leaving a dark bruise on the examiner¡¯s left cheek. Of course, this perfectly suited Ling Lan¡¯s intent ¡ª she had only wanted to prove that they were not so easily bullied. The examiner stood there unmoving, but his face was an icy wastnd. Lifting his hand to touch the bruise on his face, even though it was numb to the touch, he felt an inexplicable hurt welling up from his heart. Indeed, it was a hurt mixed with rage along with deep disappointment ¡ª he wasn¡¯t angry because Ling Lan had managed to hit him, but because, with that hit, Ling Lan had disyed a selfishness and ruthlessness that he could not condone. The examiner could not fathom how this promising child, excellent on so many fronts, could be so cold and unfeeling to use his ownpanion as a human shield to achieve his ends. Although he had been flustered by the ident in thest encounter, his eyes had still seen clearly ¡ª Qi Long had suddenly appeared to block the hit meant for Ling Lan, not out of his own volition, but because Ling Lan had dragged Qi Long directly into the path of the examiner¡¯s attack. Worse yet, Ling Lan seemed utterly unconcerned about the condition of hispanion after the fact, only focused on his own results. This type of selfish behaviour was thest straw for the examiner ¡ª he decided that he would never give Ling Lan the chance to enter the special sses. The Federation could never give specialised cultivation to such a cold and unfeeling, selfish child. Even if he became a soldier, he would only bring harm to the Federation and to his fellow soldiers. But before the examiner could start yelling, what happened next stunned the examiner into silence. Ling Lan walked over to the unconscious Qi Long, who was still lying on the ground spewing blood, and kicked him several times on the side none too gently, saying with some consternation, "Alright. It¡¯s done. Aren¡¯t you going to get up now? Don¡¯t you think you¡¯re overdoing it?" And just like that, Qi Long sat up, a silly grin on his face as he said, "You really hit him?" Blood continued to trickle out of the corners of his mouth as he spoke, gruesome to see. Ling Lan said smugly, "Of course. Who do you think I am?" There were times when she just had to be childish ¡ª Ling Lan knew that she might already have overdone things a little, so all she could do was try and make up for it now. Qi Long nodded repeatedly in open admiration as he said, "Yup, Ling Lan, you¡¯re definitely stronger than me." That said, he continued eagerly, "Didn¡¯t I act really well though?" Ling Lan nodded easily without much sincerity, even going so far as to pat Qi Long on the head to humour him. Alright, so Qi Long¡¯s current demeanour was just too much like those loyal dogs she was familiar with in her world 10000 years ago ¡ª that earnest begging look was just too adorable that she couldn¡¯t help but to reach out and pet him. The straightforward Qi Long had no idea he was being patronised by Ling Lan, nor did he know that his image in Ling Lan¡¯s mind had been relegated to ¡®adorable¡¯¡ª He happily scrambled off the ground after being praised, licking at the dried bloodstains at the corners of his mouth. With some regret, he said, "Such a shame we had to waste so much energy fluid ... this taste is awesome, I¡¯ve never tasted such tasty energy fluid." Ling Lan rolled her eyes internally at his words, thinking, of course it was delicious ¡ª that tomato-voured energy fluid was the result of her hard research, how could hepare it to other energy fluids? Thinking of the original taste of energy fluids, Ling Lan¡¯s body shuddered reflexively. That taste ... was really not for human consumption. Probably even the cats and dogs of 10000 years ago would not touch it. Ling Lan was not someone who would mistreat herself. Since she couldn¡¯t stomach the taste of it, she decided that she would change it herself. With the help of Little Four, they finally managed to develop energy fluids in several fruit and vegetable vours, and tomato was just one of those vours. She had given Qi Long that vour because the colouring of that vour also resembled that of tomatoes, a vibrant red, which would easily let others mistake it for blood, lending even more credibility to Qi Long¡¯s act of getting injured. Looking at the lively and spirited Qi Long bouncing around, Han Jijyun¡¯s face finally returned to its usual colour. He asked with some confusion, "What did you all do exactly?" When he had thought that Qi Long was seriously injured, he had been too overwhelmed with panic to see what was going on. Han Jijyun¡¯s question echoed the question the examiner had in his mind. Although he was still uncertain about the details, by now, he had figured out that he must have fallen into some trap set by the two brats before him. How unexpected that a battle-experienced soldier like him would fall prey to the schemes of two children. He wasn¡¯t at all angry, however. Instead, joy was coursing through him. The child that he had found most promising, with such impressive abilities, was really not as terrible as he had thought ... Qi Long heard Han Jijyun¡¯s question and hurried to exin, "When I was thrown back by the examiner, Ling Lan came to drag me away. It was then that he gave me energy fluid, and when his back was to the examiner, he hinted at me to act, to pretend to be injured using the fluid." Still grinning widely, Qi Long scratched the back of his head, sheepish at causing everyone to worry. "So, when the examiner hit meter on, I pretended to get hurt and faked being unconscious." The examiner looked at Ling Lan pensively, then suddenly barked out, "Were you not afraid of making an error? What if I hadn¡¯t been able to pull back in time? Your n could have easily caused Qi Long to get injured, even destroy his future." Ling Lan looked puzzled. "Would you, Sir, have made a mistake like that?" Implied was her utmost trust in the examiner¡¯s ability to control himself. Qi Long just continued to grin, face still full of trust. Thinking of something, Han Jijyun looked at Ling Lan with an obscure gaze, which contained some hint of admiration but also a trace of anger, but he very quickly returned to his usual stoicism. Ling Lan¡¯s words made the examiner splutter, but he really couldn¡¯t refute what he had said. He found that he had no idea how to handle this brat before him, but he had to admit that Ling Lan wasn¡¯t wrong ¡ª he definitely wouldn¡¯t have made such a mistake. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that Qi Long¡¯s act had been too realistic, spewing blood and all, he would never have doubted himself. In the end, he was the one who had beencking in self-confidence. The examiner chuckled dryly. To think that Ling Lan had shown him his own weakness ¡ª what a remarkable child. This boy was really too extraordinary ¡ª bold as brass, yet attentive to details, and vicious in a fight. Scarier still, he had charisma, being able to convince others to join him easily ¡ª Qi Long and previously Luo Lang, though both strong themselves, had put their trust in Ling Lan unequivocally, letting him decide everything. Andstly, the boy had used strategy to expose the weakness in his heart ... the boy had understood that he would never hurt them, so if someone got injured during the fight, he would certainly be disturbed, thus revealing an opening in his defence. The examiner sighed and shook his head. Children these days were certainly not easy to fool. Rather huffily, he said, "This time, you all pass!" The examiner¡¯s words caused all the children to jump up in happy excitement. This meant that they had qualified to be students at this scout academy! Of course, whether or not they could attend the special sses was still to be decided ¡ª that would depend on the final score given by the examiner. Once the scores of the four exams had been totalled up, the first hundred students would be taken into the special sses. The examiner ignored the students celebrating before him, focusing instead on turning on hismunication device to press the button marking thepletion of the test. Chapter 36: Becoming a Boss Chapter 36: Bing a Boss Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The originally overcast sky cleared up in an instant as Ling Lan saw the surroundings blur around her. Once she could see clearly again, she found that she was now standing on a sandy plot ofnd while the original racetrack was nowhere in sight. This sudden change shocked all the children, who could only stand there gaping in surprise. Where they stood now was no longer the outdoor field they had been seeing; it was actually a 700-800 square-metre enclosed room. There was nothing in the room except a wide expanse of space covered in sand and dirt. Due to the simtion of rain in their test and their running all over the room, the ground was now a disgusting muddy mess. Meanwhile, the roof above had numerous sprinklers equipped, packed tightly across the ceiling and spread out to every corner ¡ª they were most likely the source of ¡®rain¡¯ during the test. In contrast to the children¡¯s shock and surprise, Ling Lan and Han Jijyun merely shared a knowing nce and smiled. The changes to their environment proved that their hypothesis had been correct. They truly had been led unknowingly into a virtual environment training room. The examiner didn¡¯t lead the children back through the door he hade from; instead, he brought them to the door they had entered from at the beginning. Opening it, he signalled for them to leave. The moment Ling Lan stepped out of the door, she saw that familiar field where the children had sat down at the beginning, where they had first been gathered before being split up into groups. Ling Lan understood now. She looked back to see the examiner standing on an empty racetrack, nodding at them in farewell. At this moment, his expression was no longer strict and foreboding, but instead contained some trace of humour. Finally, he turned to leave, walking further and further away until he disappeared at the end of the racetrack. Apparently, the virtual environment mode of these rooms had already been activated while they were outside. When the staff members had brought the different groups of children one by one to the track to prepare for their test, they were actually bringing them into separate rooms. When the ten children appeared without warning out of the virtual racetrack, the surrounding staff members on the outside couldn¡¯t help but reveal shocked expressions. After all, it had only been less than 3 hours since the tests began, which was an hour earlier than the typical end time for this test ¡ª could it be that these children had all failed and were prematurely ejected from the testing room? Just as they were wondering what to do, they noticed the digital number tes by the students¡¯ sides. All of them were lit up with the soft green light which indicated the sessfulpletion of the test. The staff members excitedly smiled ¡ª didn¡¯t this mean that all these kids were amazing talents? Fine, fine, so even the best Central Scout Academy had an insatiable thirst for promising talent. The staff members helpfully led them out of the testing site. When Ling Lan walked out of the main gates, the first thing she saw was Ling Qin¡¯s anxious face and she immediately felt warmth bloom in her heart. Yep, being with family was still the best! Only now did Ling Lan feel the aches and pains all over her body ¡ª although she had already held back her strength in the previous fight, the excessive exercise had still damaged her muscles, which were now making their protests known. The parents and guardians of the other children were also there waiting. Seeing their children appear, they all gathered around, asking about the test. The oue of this test would determine the future of the children as well as influence the future of their respective families. Learning that they had all passed, the guardians were very happy. Meanwhile, the children themselves had also established a deep bond by going through the test together ¡ª they all promised to reunite on the first day of school before reluctantly saying their goodbyes. Ling Lan said goodbye individually to each of the nine children, her manner polite and reserved, no hint of impropriety in her actions. This greatly pleased Chambein Ling Qin who took pride in the fact that his young master was such a gentleman, as expected of Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s child. Feeling that she had done everything as necessary, Ling Lan turned to leave with Ling Qin. But she had only taken two steps when she felt Ling Qin suddenly stiffen beside her before rxing again. At the same time, there was a violent sound of rushing air behind her ¡ª an ambush?! Ling Lan didn¡¯t sense any evil intent, however, so she simply moved one step to the left to evade this fierce tackle. With a loud "Whump!" her attacker was syed on the ground, face down in a spread eagle position right before Ling Lan¡¯s feet. Seeing this very familiar figure, Ling Lan¡¯s eye twitched. She shouted, "Qi Long! What do you think you¡¯re doing?!" Qi Long was now covered in dirt. He quickly climbed up, face calm as he brushed off the dirt from his clothes before saying, "I havee to say goodbye." Hearing this, Ling Lan face-palmed internally. "Just now, didn¡¯t I already say goodbye to you?" Dammit, when did this brat learn how to talk nonsense? Was he just being contrary? Despite having his lie exposed by Ling Lan, Qi Long wasn¡¯t at all embarrassed. With no trace of shame on his face, he continued, "That was just a group activity. Right now, this is my personal goodbye." Qi Long lifted his head to smile winningly at her. "Hehe, Ling Lan, aren¡¯t you touched?" "Touched? Not at all. Shocked? Maybe a little," said Ling Lan drily, face expressionless. Qi Long was the type that would take a mile if you gave an inch ¡ª she couldn¡¯t afford to show him any favour whatsoever or else the situation would spiral out of her control. Qi Long chose to ignore Ling Lan¡¯s jab, instead looking intently at Ling Lan, as if trying to confirm something. His gaze was sharp and prating, causing Ling Lan to shift ufortably, but before Ling Lan could say anything, Qi Long had said, "Ling Lan, you really are stronger than me. I submit to your strength. From now on, you¡¯re my boss." Ling Lan blinked. Boss? What the hell? Had she heard wrongly, or had Qi Long gone mad? Also, did she look like she wanted underlings? Why would Qi Long bring this up? Furthermore, why didn¡¯t anyone notify her of this? Was this decided privately just like that? Ling Lan¡¯s face was stuck in a deep frown as she thought all this to herself helplessly. Honestly, Ling Lan had never considered bing a boss ¡ª bosses were always at the head of the pack, the primary target, the one who would get shot first. Bing a boss would go against the resolution she had set from the start ¡ª to live a humble, low-profile, and safe life. The moment Qi Long finished speaking, he waved goodbye and fled, leaving a trail of dust in his wake. Ling Lan never had the chance to say anything. However, for Qi Long, Ling Lan¡¯s opinion was irrelevant. Qi Long was a single-minded creature ¡ª as long as he himself had acknowledged it, even if Ling Lan was in denial, he was dead-set on Ling Lan being his boss. And thus, Ling Lan became Qi Long¡¯s boss. Ling Lan grimaced as she watched the gradually disappearing figure of Qi Long. She was a little annoyed at herself for being too slow to react. Back then, she should have firmly grabbed hold of Qi Long andmunicated with him properly ... of course, this method ofmunication did not exclude the use of violence to get her point across. Han Jijyun ambled over with a slight smile on his face, clearly rejoicing in her misery. Ling Lanined to him, "Couldn¡¯t you have kept a better watch on that bro of yours?" "Bro?" Han Jijyun was startled by the term, not understanding what Ling Lan meant. Ling Lan smirked evilly. "Your bromance partner!" Han Jijyun was clearly taken aback for a moment as he digested this new term. And then, as ifing to a realisation, his jade-white little face turned red. Looks like his skin was still a little too thin to take this sort of joke. Ling Lan was surprised by Han Jijyun¡¯s blush ¡ª who knew that the mature-looking Han Jijyun would react in such a childish manner? "Wow, you¡¯re embarrassed just like that?" Oh, Ling Lan, no matter how intelligent Han Jijyun was, he was still just an innocent six years old child ¡ª of course his skin couldn¡¯t be as thick as yours which had been collected over the course of two lives, a total of 30 odd years. Out of intense embarrassment, Han Jijyun snapped back, "You¡¯re already going to be a boss, can¡¯t you be a bit more serious?" Ling Lan was hit where it hurt. Internally weeping, she looked at the sky. "I heard nothing." Dear God, she only wanted to live a peaceful life ¡ª she didn¡¯t have any grand ambitions; she only wanted any children who wanted to rely on her to stay far, far away, and to not disturb her. Amen! But Han Jijyun¡¯s next words caused Ling Lan¡¯s fervent hopes to be dashed into pieces. "He¡¯s already called you boss, are you nning to reject him? Also, you should also take care of me in the future ... Boss. Ling. Lan." Hells. Looks like even Han Jijyun was iming her as his boss. Chapter 37: The Examiner’s Recommendation! Chapter 37: The Examiner¡¯s Rmendation! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At this time, Luo Lang stalked over with his head held high with his younger twin sister Luo Chao in tow. He rather looked like a peacock, thought Ling Lan to herself in amusement. Luo Lang stared at Ling Lan for several seconds, and then said, "Since Qi Long has submitted to you, then I¡¯ll also acknowledge your strength ... grudgingly. Please take care of my sister and me from now on." Huh? What was this? Ling Lan stared back nkly ¡ª she didn¡¯t really have any connection to Luo Lang, right? In her mind, Little Four could hold back no longer. Thunderously, he spat, "What else could it be?! He also wants you to be his boss! You- you¡¯ve wronged me." Little Four¡¯s gaze reflected only sorrow, creeping Ling Lan out. What was up with Little Four? Why did he sound so forlorn saying that she had wronged him? Ling Lan¡¯s mind started racing, thinking about what she could have done to hurt Little Four¡¯s delicate soul ... But after much thinking, she still couldn¡¯t figure it out and so could only assume that the little rascal¡¯s rebellious phase hade. Little Four was very angry and full of animosity. He hated those shameless people who hade to wrap themselves around Ling Lan¡¯s sturdy thighs 1 . He was also mad at Ling Lan¡¯s actions ¡ª she must have shown off too much to garner so much attention, causing him to have so manypetitors to be her number one underling. Alright, so Little Four was no longer obsessed with the epic ¡¯Three Kingdoms¡¯; he was now addicted to some third-rate novels meant for leisure reading. (The sudden drop in taste was just too jarring.) Consequently, the way he addressed Ling Lan had also changed. This was how it happened: One day, Little Four was extremely bored, so he decided to surf the randomly. By chance, he stumbled onto a very obscure website, which was called ¡¯World of sh¡¯. You even needed a password to log in! This piqued the curiosity of Little Four ... Naturally, passwords and the like were useless against him ¡ª he easily bypassed them and toured the site. He discovered countless business opportunities in there. So many people were crying out for sh novels, sh fanworks, sh videos ... and they were willing to pay for them! Little Four¡¯s greatest goal right now was to earn money ¡ª how could he let such a golden opportunity slip by? Although he wasn¡¯t certain his database had sh fanworks or sh videos, Little Four was confident that his database would at least have some sh novels. Putting aside the other things in his database, the sheer amount of novels he had in there was staggering. When Little Four searched his database, sure enough, the novels tagged as sh were almost more than he could count. (This was all the fault of Ling Lan¡¯s indiscriminate selection of reading material in her past life.) Little Four was ecstatic! He could already envision the Square-Holed Brothers 2 pouring in. Little Four also found that the more words a novel had, the more money it was worth, so after some picking and choosing, he chose to publish the rather long ¡¯Reincarnation in a Time of Armageddon: the Rise of the Cannon Fodder¡¯. Of course, he was also very curious to see what these sh novels were about, to drive the people here so crazy. Little Four read as he published and very soon, he found himself transfixed by the deep brotherly bond between the novel¡¯s boss and his underling. He then recalled what Ling Lan had said to him, about wanting him to be her younger brother ... Little Four was immediately moved to tears. (Sweat, Little Four was still clueless about what sh truly meant at this point. He had only read up till around chapter 150 where the sexual tones were still very subtle, and so remained as innocent as before.) However, Little Four¡¯s joy didn¡¯tst for long beforepetition appeared, and two at once at that! At this very moment, Little Four could fully understand the depressed mood of Little Ling in the novel ¡ª the morepetition there was, the greater the pressure ... Should he treat his boss better in the future so that his number 1 position wouldn¡¯t be taken away? Little Four started to think hard about the issue, unaware that his internal core chip was starting to heat up unnaturally once again. Let¡¯s leave aside Little Four wild imaginings and meaningless jealousy, as well as Ling Lan¡¯s concerned amusement about it for now. After the examiner for room 072 escorted the children out, he immediately contacted the invigtion room. In the invigtion room, the superintendent had been watching when the examiner hurt Qi Long by mistake and his brows had locked tight in a frown, and it only got tighter as he saw Ling Lan send the examiner flying. Only when Qi Long stood up at the end, apparently unharmed, did his brows rx. Seeing the examiner¡¯s contact request, he epted without waiting for the invigting officer to do so. Not allowing any room for the other to speak, he bellowed, "Number 413, once we¡¯re done, report back to the training camp!" The examiner for room 072 gaped. "Sir! Why are you there ..." Dammit. Why was his direct superior on the other side of the line? Why was he so unlucky? With a long face, the examiner asked carefully, "Sir, then when should Ie back?" The superintendent huffed and said coldly, "A monthter." The superintendent¡¯s reply made the examiner want to curl up and cry. Heavens, a month in the training camp ¡ª even if it wouldn¡¯t kill him, he would still shed ayer of skin. He¡¯d never have expected that he would have to go back to that terrifying ce again after 5 years, to relive the painful and horrible time when he had been a recruit. "What? You have something to say about that?" asked the superintendent, tone silky with an undertone of threat. "No, Sir, not at all! I have nothing to say!" The examiner immediately stood up straight and answered loudly. He knew his superior officer well ¡ª if he disyed any hint of hesitation, his punishment would be doubled right away ¡ª he had no intention of letting a month¡¯s worth of punishment be two or even three months within the blink of an eye. "Hn. Good. Was there anything else?" The superintendent was satisfied by the examiner¡¯s attitude, and so prompted him to exin why he had called to begin with. The examiner collected himself, and stated formally, "I would like to rmend several children for the special sses." "Oh?" The superintendent¡¯s lips quirked up in a small smile as he waited for the examiner to borate. "Yes. In my opinion, those children are all very promising ..." said the examiner after some thought, "but I¡¯m especially taken by 0723, 0724, 0725, and 0729." "How so?" "0723 ¡ª good foundations, with extraordinary strength for a child. His reflexes are also excellent and better yet, he can think on his feet in battle to the extent that he could be considered a cunning tactician. If we cultivate him intensively, he will definitely be an intelligent strategic-type warrior." The examiner¡¯s eyes sparkled as he described his observations of Ling Lan, clearly showing how much Ling Lan¡¯s performance had captured his heart. "0724 ¡ª his physical fitness is definitely on a non-human level. He actually managed to break past his body¡¯s limits all on his own ... He is a true prodigy. As long as the Federation provides focused cultivation, he is very likely to be the next IN mecha operator." By the time the examiner got to thest part of his report on Qi Long, his face was flushed with excitement. The examiner couldn¡¯t be med for losing hisposure. Aside from Major General Ling Xiao, no one had managed to rise up to the challenge of bing an IN mecha operator during the past 10 years. And now, he could actually see a glimmer of hope in Qi Long ¡ª how could he not lose control? An IN mecha operator, is it? Was 0724 the only potential candidate? The superintendent¡¯s gaze wasplicated, shaded by his eyelids, hiding away his true thoughts. "0725 ¡ª cool and level-headed, withmendable logic and an analytical mind. He is definitely an excellent staff officer in the making. I rmend that we focus his training in this direction." The Federation not only needed hot-blooded warriors unafraid of death, but also staff officers capable of nning and takingmand, who could deploy strategies from thousands of miles away. "0729 seems weaker than the other three inparison, however, he has an unyielding spirit ... If we ce him together with the other three, this attitude of his could push him to be an excellent soldier, as impressive as the others." The examiner systematicallyid out his thoughts on the four children and then silently waited for his superior officer to make the final decision. Chapter 38: Who’s the Opponent? Chapter 38: Who¡¯s the Opponent? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After several long seconds of wait, the superintendent¡¯s calm voice was transmitted through themunication device, "Your rmendations have been approved! As for the reward for your rmendations, you¡¯ll receive them after you rejoin the troops." With that said, the connection was severed without waiting for the examiner¡¯s reply. Although the examiner had been mercilessly hung up on, he wasn¡¯t at all unsatisfied. The tight expression on his face loosened, and the hints of a smile could be seen. He rubbed off the sweat marks on his forehead and breathed a silent sigh ¡ª thankful that he had managed to survive his demonic team leader and, of course, pleased at his own prating insight. He had initially thought that this assignment at the scout academy was just a forced break for soldiers like him, something to spice up their routine while providing them with some extra pocket money ... he hadn¡¯t expected that he would be so lucky as to find such promising young talent, earning him additional rmendation rewards which would actually influence his career progression ... However, he was a little puzzled. Why did even his own demonic team leader get assigned to monitor this test? What the hell was going on here? The examiner for room 072 was part of the Federation¡¯s Special Mecha Forces, a member of the ded Special Ops Team, Number 413. This time around, his team had just returned from the battlefield, but before they could settle down and rest they had received military orders to go to the Central Scout Academy to oversee this year¡¯s enrolment tests (the final two events). He still remembered that back then, all the team members had been dumbfounded ... After all, they were all considered bloodthirsty killers on the battlefield ¡ª and now, just like that, they were expected to switch from being butchers to being nannies to coddle a bunch of kids? Of course, as themander of the Mecha Special Forces, their Demonic Leader ¡ª that is, the superintendent (this was just the rank they used in public, the true rank was only known within the military workings) that had been on the other end of hismunication device earlier ¡ª had protested this assignment, but had been summarily ignored. Resigned, theirmander could only send out the Special Ops team to be examiners. Still, he hadn¡¯t expected themander himself to be physically present as well ... ******** The superintendent, who was also themander of the Special Forces, shut down hismunication device and then said to his subordinate invigtion officer, "Number 137, you¡¯ll be responsible for this. Arrange it so that the four of them enter the special sses, and their results must be average there." Number 137 blinked, confused. "Huh?" The superintendent swept an icy gaze at him, but though Number 137 did not make any further noise, his face was full of curiosity as if he really wanted to know what was going on. The superintendent rubbed his forehead wearily ¡ª why were all his subordinates such curious people? 413 was one, and 137 was another. "The tree that grows above the tree-line ... if their results are too good, it¡¯ll do more harm than good," exined the superintendent simply. 137 was a hacker ¡ª if he didn¡¯t give him an eptable answer, he¡¯d go looking for one himself and may cause all sorts of trouble that way. 137¡¯s curiosity was appeased after receiving an answer, so he grinned and said, "Roger that, Sir. Leave everything to me." Oh, so now he¡¯s satisfied he¡¯ll call me Sir? The superintendent rolled his eyes and threw a pointed re at the offbeat 137 before walking away from him to continue supervising his other subordinates as they worked. Alright, so just within this short period of time when he had stopped to chat with 137, there were already several officers who had begun yawning in the invigtion room, and some had even slumped forwards and fallen asleep ... Hehe! Did they really think thismander of theirs was a lowly superintendent? Actually daring to act so slovenly in front of him ... themander of the Special Forces smiled sinisterly. He wouldn¡¯t allow his soldiers to be so unfocused and to lower their guard so casually, even though there was no real danger in this small Central Scout Academy. "Attention!" he hollered. The entire invigtion room was immediately thrown into disarray, and the sound of howls and wails could be heard. The Demonic Leader would discipline his soldiers, and he wouldn¡¯t show mercy regardless of location. ******** Meanwhile, on Ling Lan¡¯s end, she finally reunited with her mother Lan Luofeng under Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s lead. Lan Luofeng anxiously asked, "Baby, did it go well?" If she hadn¡¯t been worried that Ling Lan¡¯s gender would be exposed at school, Lan Luofeng would actually care not one whit how her daughter did in the exams. She had never intended for Ling Lan to be a great soldier to begin with. Ling Lan smugly replied, "Of course. Who do you think I am?" The self-confidence writ all over her facey Lan Luofeng¡¯s worries to rest, and she too smiled along with Ling Lan. For the sake of her mother¡¯s happiness, Ling Lan was used to acting cute and ying the child. However, her efforts weren¡¯t in vain ¡ª Lan Luofeng, who had originally been overwhelmed with sadness at her father¡¯s passing, had slowly shifted her focus onto Ling Lan and had slowly regained her spirits; hope had rekindled in her eyes as the sadness became muted. The final results would only be announced half an hour after all the tests ended. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know how much longer the other children would take toplete the exam, so waiting here was obviously not a good idea. As such, she suggested to Lan Luofeng that they go home to wait for the results. After all, the final results would be posted on the Central Scout Academy¡¯s website, avable for public perusal. Lan Luofeng thought about it and agreed, and so brought Ling Lan home. ******** As the sky slowly darkened into night, the final student finallypleted the exam at the Central Scout Academy. All the invigtors, who were responsible for keying in the marks, entered the scores they had collected into the Central Scout Academy¡¯s main system. The system would then calcte and tally up the marks before arranging them in descending order to produce a name list. Number 137 was excitedly flexing his fingers at this moment, warming them up for his uing performance. Being one of the top 10 hackers in the virtual world, he must definitely aplish the mission hismander had assigned him wlessly. In Ling Lan¡¯s home, Lan Luofeng was seated before arge screen, patiently refreshing the Central Scout Academy¡¯s website again and again, waiting for the announcement of the final results. Meanwhile, Ling Lan was lying down on the couch, talking with Little Four in her mind. "Little Four, can you go online from this position?" Ling Lan asked worriedly. She knew that Little Four could ess the inte wirelessly within a certain radius. Little Four looked like he had everything under control. "No problem, even a little further is fine." "Little Four, I only want you to enter the Central Scout Academy system to ensure that I can enter the special sses ¡ª don¡¯t go and do anything else," reminded Ling Lan. Although Ling Lan was confident, she had still decided to let Little Four keep a lookout for her results, just in case. It wouldn¡¯t do for someone else to mess around with the results after all. It had to be said that Ling Lan was very cautious. 137 managed to infiltrate the Central Scout Academy¡¯s main system sessfully, however, his entry didn¡¯t go unnoticed by the watchful Little Four. "Eh? Someone really did show up ... he¡¯s gonna die." Little Four was incensed. This sort of action was like waving a red g at a bull. Remember, he was like a god on the web ¡ª who was it that dared to challenge his authority?! Ling Lan sensed Little Four¡¯s anger and hurriedly asked, "What¡¯s happening, Little Four?" Little Four pouted as he huffed, "Someone has infiltrated the system. It looks like he wants to change your scores. Let me get rid of him now ..." Little Four looked like he already had his knife sharpened and ready to ughter the poor invader. "Wait, no hurry. Let¡¯s see what he wants to do first. Also, can you track his location?" Ling Lan was very calm. Stopping the other prematurely wasn¡¯t going to solve the problem and would just rm the opponent. It would be wiser to just observe for now, and try to figure out the other¡¯s background. Ling Lan liked to know all the facts before acting ¡ª but if the opponent really seemed to harbour evil intentions, of course she wouldn¡¯t choose to be merciful. Chapter 39: Modifying the Scores Chapter 39: Modifying the Scores Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In the mind-space, Little Four acknowledged Ling Lan¡¯s reminder out loud and then became silent and unmoving. Ling Lan knew then that Little Four¡¯s consciousness had already gone into the virtualwork, leaving behind an empty shell. 10,000 years¡¯ worth of technological advancement, as well as the emergence of spiritual power, had greatly changed the methods and approaches of modern-day hackers. Bing a hacker nowadays was no longer a purely learned skill; it also required some natural hacking talent. This talent referred to human spiritual power and the ability to disguise and hide one¡¯s true self. The assessment to categorise spiritual power could only be done after the age of ten, because that was when the spiritual power of a child matured and started to evolve into different types, which would determine the direction of their development and cultivation. Of course, Ling Lan did not know at this time that spiritual power would evolve that way, nor did she know that the inte hackers these days were so much more dangerous and terrifying than the ones from 10,000 years ago. These days, a battle between hackers could easily result in death or injury, while brain death was a rathermon consequence. In this era, hacker battles were known as death battles without gun-smoke ¡ª they were, at times, considered even more dangerous than real battles. Still, it was fortunate that Ling Lan didn¡¯t know, otherwise she would never have let Little Four go into the system. In her heart, Little Four had be her most cherished rtive. Even though the risk of her secret being exposed would be much higher if she didn¡¯t manage to get into the special sses, the problem wasn¡¯t insurmountable. If Little Four disappeared because of the dangers of hacking, however, she would never have been able to ept it. The moment Little Four¡¯s consciousness entered the dummy avatar he had embedded in the Central Scout Academy¡¯s systems, 137 jerked to a stop, immediately pausing his actions in modifying the scores. As expected of a top-tier hacker in the Federation ¡ª even though Little Four¡¯s entrance had been exceedingly subtle, 137¡¯s keen spiritual power had still sensed some disturbance in his surroundings. Cold sweat started dripping from his forehead. Examiner 413, who was standing guard beside his physical body, stiffened ¡ª could it be that 137 was in danger? 137 was only trying to change the scores because of his rmendations ¡ª if 137 were to be harmed doing so, he would never forgive himself. Although the bonuses he would get from these rmendations were considerable, his teammate was much more important. Number 137 was very careful, surreptitiously sending out mental feelers to investigate. Although he had no idea who his opponent was, he knew that it had to be someone formidable to be able to hide his presence so well. Little Four observed all this coolly. He wasn¡¯t restricted by human limits on the, whereby each person was only limited to one online avatar. Even hackers were not exempt from these limits ¡ª the most a hacker could do was to disguise his identity and obscure his entry point. In contrast, as long as he was online, he could divide himself into multiple avatars with a snap of his fingers, and conceal himself inside the very fabric of the inte itself. Little Four merely had to trace the spiritual power of his opponent to find his entry point. Although the opponent did use some spiritual power to hide his identity and location, these little tricks were like child¡¯s y to Little Four. With no trouble at all, Little Four had managed to lock onto his opponent. However, when he tapped into a monitoring device at the opponent¡¯s location and saw examiner 413, he knew that the matter wasn¡¯t the problem he had assumed it would be. He swiftly ryed this scene to Ling Lan in the mind-space and Ling Lan was stunned at the sight of their examiner Number 413. "What are they trying to do?" Ling Lan wondered. After all, her current scores had been given by the examiner to begin with. She had already found out her final score a few minutes ago, and although she did not rank first (because her intelligence score was just too horrible), she had easily secured second ce, so she was already certain to get into the special sses. If the examiner did not want her the enter the special sses, he could have just given her a low score directly ¡ª there was no reason at all for him to go to so much trouble with a hacker to change her scores now. Could it be that there was some other motive for his actions? Ling Lan decided to just stay back and observe for now; she could always make a decision after she found out what he was up to. Of course, Ling Lan could afford to be so daring because she had Little Four¡¯s guarantee that, no matter what the other did, he could reverse it with minimal effort. Meanwhile, Number 137 had spread out his spiritual power to explore the surrounding several times, but still did not manage to catch even a glimpse of the other person in the system. This caused him to be jumpy, and he started to doubt himself ¡ª could it be that he was too uptight, causing his senses to be fooled by paranoia? Time was running out and no matter how hard 137 looked, he could not find the source of the disturbance he had felt. 137 felt helpless as he saw that there wasn¡¯t much time left, and recalling that he still hadn¡¯tpleted the mission hismander had assigned him, he decided that he would just try to modify Ling Lan¡¯s score first. He had already thought it through ¡ª the moment he sensed anything off about the situation, he would turn tail and run. 137 wasn¡¯t so arrogant as to believe that he would be able to handle a professional whose presence he could not even confirm. Therefore, for safety reasons, running away was the best solution. His decision made, 137 carefully began to modify Ling Lan¡¯s score. Naturally, he dared not touch the scores of the first two tests, which had not been under their jurisdiction. Any changes there would be easily caught. Only the scores for stamina and speed had been controlled by their special ops team, keyed in by 413 and himself, and so could be freely altered. If any problem really urred, theirmander would be there to vouch for them, so he wasn¡¯t afraid. Of course, before this, 413 and he had considered just keying in a lower score. However, they had no idea how the other children from the other groups would do ¡ª if the score they entered turned out to be too low, or if something happened so they were unable to change the scorester ... Wouldn¡¯t it be such a shame for these children to lose their spot in the special sses? So, with a mind to minimise the risk of that happening, they had decided to key in the original high scores. Following 137¡¯s edits, Ling Lan¡¯s total score shifted, dropping her rank from the initial 2nd to the 17th ce. After 137 finished his edits to Ling Lan¡¯s score, he waited patiently for a long moment. Finding no change in his surroundings, he moved on to modify Qi Long¡¯s, Han Jijyun¡¯s, and Luo Lang¡¯s scores as well, causing them to fall from 3rd, 5th, and 6th ce, to the 18th, 21st, and 24th ce. 137 did not forget what hismander had said: to guarantee the four children¡¯s entry into Special ss-A, but to do so in a way that was low-profile so that they did not gain too much attention. Right now, these middle-of-the-pack scores and rankings should resolve all of hismander¡¯s worries. After all, the first 50 students would enter Special ss-A, while students ranked 51-100 would go into Special ss-B. Little Four reported the modified scores and rankings to Ling Lan, and Ling Lan finally realised what the examiner had intended. Looks like he was doing this out of good intentions ¡ª these rankings right now were very nice, not too outstanding yet not too shabby. She had originally been worried whether or not her second ce ranking was too eye-catching since Ling Lan did not want to be the centre of attention, which would further increase the risk of her secret being exposed. The only problem was, she had not dared to change her score herself. After all, there were way too many people who were involved with these scores ¡ª any changes would likely be discovered instantly, so Ling Lan did not dare to move hastily. And now, the examiner had solved the problem for her, so she was free to enjoy the results without having to do anything. Still, Ling Lan was puzzled. "Who is this examiner really?" The other children may not know, but Ling Lan could tell ¡ª the inconceble taint of blood on the examiner¡¯s aura was something that could only be found on veterans who had fought and struggled through war and cruel battles ... he waspletely different from the officers who had been in charge of the intelligence and strength tests. Ling Lan would never forget the satisfaction shining from the examiner¡¯s eyes as he sent them off. Perhaps the faction within the Federation that he represented had their eye on the four of them and so were willing to go the extra mile to protect them as they grew? Whatever the case, this was a good thing! Ling Lan quickly put this matter to rest at the back of her mind. Chapter 40: Downed By a Glass of Wine! Chapter 40: Downed By a ss of Wine! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Although 137 had sessfullypleted his mission, he still felt restless and unsettled. Something just didn¡¯t feel right. For that reason, after leaving the virtualwork, he immediately reported to hismander on the strange disturbance he had sensed in the Central Scout Academy¡¯s system. After hearing 137¡¯s report, themander¡¯s expression became stern. Could it really be as the General suspected? Were the culprits behind Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s death on the move again? He indicated to 137 to leave things as they were, and reminded him about the code of silence before letting him go back and rest. He then turned on hismunication device and entered a number he rarely ever contacted. It wasn¡¯t long before a middle-aged general appeared on the holographic screen, a serious expression on his face. "Yo, Sir General, long time no see." At odds with his usual cold persona in front of his troops, themander was now casually flippant. "Oh, it¡¯s you, you little brat. Aren¡¯t you back on mandatory leave? Why are you free to contact me?" The familiar voice of themander caused the general¡¯s face to soften. "Wasn¡¯t it the military who sent us to the Central Scout Academy to take charge of the tests?"ined themander casually. The general¡¯s face stiffened and he said in a rush, "Being with kids is also a way of rxing." Themanderughed. "True!" And the matter ended there. It had been implicit in the general¡¯s words that their assignment to the school had something to do with him. "So what do you want, brat?" The general knew that this son of his old friend, who he had watched grow up from a little kid, would not contact him for no reason. Usually, he wouldn¡¯t see hide nor hair of him; the brat would scurry away faster than any mouse. Reminded of his purpose in calling, themander¡¯s expression turned grim. He faithfully reported what had happened to Ling Lan, as well as the disturbance 137 had felt on the virtualwork. Since their presence at the scout academy had been by the general¡¯s design, then it was very likely rted to the matter of Ling Xiao¡¯s son. "Duly noted," said the general calmly, "Let someone else handle things after this ¡ª don¡¯t get any further involved." Themander replied lowly, "Understood," and then asked, "Will there be any danger to Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s son?" From the general¡¯s words, he could somehow guess what the general was nning. The general did not answer his question, only saying, "Enjoy your vacation. Don¡¯t worry about anything else." With those parting words, he ended the call. Themander stared vacantly at the dark screen, and a shadow passed over his face. The general¡¯s words had indirectly told him the answer. The general himself couldn¡¯t guarantee that there would be no mishaps in his current arrangements. Themander knew very well that, for the future of the Federation, some sacrifices were necessary. The moles hidden in the higher ranks of the federal military had to be dug out, otherwise another incident like Ling Xiao¡¯s would happen again ¡ª and the Federation couldn¡¯t afford to lose any more god-ss operators. Still, he felt a little indignant. In service of the Federation, his idol Major General Ling Xiao had already been sacrificed ¡ª did his child have to be sacrificed too? He stood for a long moment, staring blindly into the distance, and after much thought, decided that he had to be true to his heart just this once. He dialled a contact number and was quickly connected. "413, I¡¯m sorry to inform you that your vacation has been cancelled." Aftering to a decision, the initial mncholy of themander had been swept away and he was even jovial enough to joke around with 413 now. 413¡¯s wails of despair came over from the other end of themunicator, but themander¡¯s heart was like steel and he blithely ignored 413¡¯s mournful eyes. He continued to order, "Please ept your new assignment." Hearing this, number 413 straightened out his long face and stood at attention. "Number 413, reporting for duty!" "Starting now, for the next month, you and your squad are to protect Ling Lan of the Central Scout Academy in secret." Themander hoped that his arrangements would be able to ensure the safety of Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s child, as a personal tribute to his departed idol. "Ling Lan? Who¡¯s that?" asked 413, bewildered. They had just finished their assignment at the Central Scout Academy, but before he could even celebrate their release from babysitting duties, here he was, about to be a full-time nanny. Luckily he wasn¡¯t going to suffer through this alone ¨C he had 5 underlings in his squad ¨C which made him feel just a little bit better. "It¡¯s that 0723 you like so much," said themander. 413¡¯s expression grew serious. "Has the enemy nation noticed him? Is he in danger?" 413 knew that there were many foreign spies hiding within the federation. Many promising young talents had barely had the time to sprout before they were cruelly crushed by the enemy nation. "Perhaps," said themander, without certainty. After all, it was all just spection on his part. "Roger that, Sir. I¡¯ll protect him well with my squad. You can count on it," said 413 resolutely. He might have moaned a bit more if it were some other child, but if it was number 0723, he had no objections whatsoever. Indeed, if Ling Lan didn¡¯t veer off from the right path, it was almost 100% certain that he would be an ace operator, perhaps even an imperial operator. Ever since Major General Ling Xiao had passed away, the Federation was stretched thin for skilled operators. Therefore, any young talent who had the potential to be ace operators were very highly valued by the Federation. "Wait a moment. I will ask 137 to transmit Ling Lan¡¯s information into yourmunicator. Remember, this is a secret assignment. Don¡¯t let anyone notice your presence," instructed themander. "Yes!" ********* One dayter, the official notification letter from the Central Scout Academy arrived on the Ling family¡¯s general notification device, informing them about Ling Lan¡¯s eptance into the academy¡¯s special ss. The news made the long silent Ling family rejoice. Looking at the information contained in the letter, Lan Luofeng¡¯s mood was exceptionally light. Although she wouldn¡¯t have minded if Ling Lan became an idle yboy, all parents took pride in their child¡¯s sesses and Lan Luofeng was no exception. Of course, most importantly, Ling Lan¡¯s enrolment into Special ss-A meant that she didn¡¯t have to study on school grounds and could freely choose her own courses, which greatly reduced the risk of her true gender being discovered ¡ª this was the greatest source of joy for Lan Luofeng. In a great mood, Lan Luofeng decided that a grand celebration was in order. She thus instructed Chambein Ling Qin to prepare a feast for the entire Ling household toe together and celebrate. This was the firstrge-scale party held ever since the family head Ling Xiao had died ¡ª the lively atmosphere moved Chambein Ling Qin almost to tears. This was also the first time Ling Lan met all the external servants and workers of the Ling household. Of course, some of the guards maintaining the safety of the Ling household perimeters were not in attendance, but the other servants and workers were all there. Seeing all of their excited and hopeful faces, Ling Lan felt pressured for the first time ever. So she wasn¡¯t living just for herself ... she was shouldering the hopes and dreams of the entire Ling household. And this group didn¡¯t even include the Ling family loyalists yet ¡ª if the Ling family ceased to exist, there would be no reason for the loyalists to exist either. For the first time, Ling Lan truly understood what her new identity meant, along with the responsibilities she had to carry with it. Although the total age of her two lives was already over 30 years old, making her a mature adult, she was still just used to being an average person, only responsible for her own wellbeing. But now, all of a sudden, she had so many people¡¯s hopes and livelihoods resting upon her shoulders ... She panicked. The typically serene Ling Lan, finally unable to hold on any longer, subconsciously reached out for a ss of red wine and gulped it in down in one shot, and then ... she tragically fell over, dead drunk. If you must know, in her past life, due to her body¡¯s condition, Ling Lan had been prohibited from consuming any drinks and alcoholic beverages that might affect the body. And then, in this life, she had been prevented from imbibing by Lan Luofeng due to her young age. Therefore, neither her mind nor her small body could withstand the assault of alcohol, causing her to be downed by just one ss of wine. Chapter 41: Wilderness Training? Chapter 41: Wilderness Training? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan was a cute drunk ¡ª she did not start babbling nonsense, nor did she fly into a drunken rage. She only fell asleep silently, a saliva bubble popping up at the edge of her lips every once in a while. This adorable sight made Lan Luofengugh despite her annoyance. She had just taken her eyes off this child for a moment and she had gone and gotten herself drunk on red wine. Still, this was the only time Ling Lan really looked like a true six year old child, sleeping innocently without a care in the world. Lan Luofeng knew that these couple of years had actually been really tough on Ling Lan. Every day she had training assignments, and Lan Luofeng had watched with tearful eyes as she trained till she dropped. (In truth, Little Four had notified Ling Lan that time was up so she would get some rest. It wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan was cking off, but her body was really still too weak. Overexerting her body now in training would only cause irreparable harm, harm that even the Qi exercises would not be able to repair.) Lan Luofeng could not stop her training however, because she knew that this would benefit Ling Lan greatly in the future. The Federation was a world where the fittest survived ¡ª an extra measure of strength meant an extra measure of safety. For Ling Lan¡¯s future, she had to harden her heart. Lan Luofeng quickly bundled Ling Lan up and carried her to her room. Ever since Ling Lan could clearlymunicate what she wanted, she had demanded a personal room of her own. Lan Luofeng was an overindulgent mother with no bottom-line when it came to her child, so she had caved with minimal fuss and provided a lone room for Ling Lan. Carefully cing Ling Lan on her bed, Lan Luofeng dropped a light kiss on Ling Lan¡¯s adorable round face and then shut the door behind her as she left. What she didn¡¯t know was that, though Ling Lan looked as if she was sound asleep, her consciousness had actually been dragged ruthlessly into the mind-space by Instructor Number One. ******** Ling Lan felt extremely wobbly, finding it rather difficult to stay on her feet, and the things she looked at seemed to waver in her sight. She felt a little nauseous and so quickly squatted down, gripping her head. Ling Lan just had to squat, lest she fall over the very next second from losing her bnce. "Hmph. How dare you drink." Number One¡¯s expression darkened further at the sight, and with a flick of his finger, a basinful of cold water sshed down upon Ling Lan from above. The sudden shock caused Ling Lan to shiver uncontrobly and her muddled senses abruptly came into focus. "Instructor Number One, you look well!" Ling Lan smiled awkwardly as she lifted her head, her expression pleading for mercy. "I am very not well." Instructor Number One paid no mind to Ling Lan¡¯s pleading, giving her no face as he told her in no uncertain terms that he was angry. Instructor Number One¡¯s words made Ling Lan break out into cold sweat ¡ª without even having to ask, she knew that the ¡®not well¡¯ Instructor Number One was talking about had something to do with her. Could it be that she had somehow irritated this fearsome demon instructor without even knowing it? Looking at Ling Lan¡¯s bewildered face, Instructor Number One raged, "In today¡¯s fight, what were you doing?! Is that how you were meant to use what Number Nine had taught you?" Ling Lan was indignant, "I managed to hit the examiner." "Well you could have hit him directly without having to resort to trickery! If you do this again, don¡¯t me me for punishing you." Instructor Number One firmly believed that honest strength was the true path ¡ª any sort of underhanded tricks were all dishonest methods, which should not be relied upon. Ling Lan paid no mind to the mention of punishment, but asked in surprise, "You mean that, I can actually hit the examiner with my own strength right now?" If that was the case, then why had she felt so overpowered? That the opponent¡¯s strength was so much higher than her own? Was it all an illusion? But then, all three of them had already used up all their strength and skills to fight the examiner for so long ... it was only when they were running out of strength that they had thought up that trick to hit the examiner. Of course, Ling Lan didn¡¯t think that using tricks was wrong or unfair ¡ª on the battlefield, survival was the only principle. "That¡¯s right. In today¡¯s battle, you missed three opportunities." That said, Number One flicked yet another finger and the scene of today¡¯s battle appeared before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. "The first sneak attack was done well at the beginning. You remembered what Number Nine had told you, and kept your killing intent hidden, but when you were just about to seed, your heart wavered." Number One pointed at the scene, showing how when Ling Lan¡¯s punch was just about to hit the examiner, there was a fluctuation in her aura. This little fluctuation had let the examiner sense her attack, which was how he had managed to block her attack in that final second. "For the second sneak attack, you made the exact same mistake, losing your attention at the critical moment." Number One¡¯s voice grew colder and colder, and he looked as if he wished he could drag Ling Lan over to give her a good beating right now. She had obviously learned everything properly ¡ª why was she making such stupid mistakes in a real fight? If Ling Lan had only fought as she had trained, the examiner would have been hit by that very first move. "What angers me the most is that you don¡¯t even know how to change your own attack approach. Using the same moves over and over again ¡ª after failing in a sneak attack twice, even an idiot would know to watch out for your sneak attacks ... and still you persisted with sneak attacks! Is your head filled with the brain of a pig?" Instructor Number One¡¯s rage was incandescent as he observed Ling Lan¡¯s third attempt at a sneak attack ying out before them. "After being discovered, it¡¯s alright to just fight directly with the opponent, but what were you thinking using all your might for every single move? What will you use then to defend yourself? Also, don¡¯t you know how to mix in some feints among your real moves? Here, when your right elbow was blocked, and you continued to use your left elbow ¡ª both the opponent¡¯s arms had been used for defense, and because of your friend¡¯s attack on his waist, his only usable leg had been neutralised. Why didn¡¯t you take the chance to attack his lower body? Didn¡¯t you learn the Scorpion Tail Swipe? This was clearly a great chance for you to score a hit. What disappoints me the most is that you did not notice any of the errors you made during your fight, or even the missed chances ¡ª you are literally abat idiot." Many prodigies would often notice their own weaknesses during battle, but unfortunately, Ling Lan did not notice anything at all in her fight up till the very end. Even now, she had still been pleased with herself over her sessful trick, which was why Instructor Number One was so angry. "If it wasn¡¯t the fact that the opponent wanted to know how much you all could do, you would have already been killed at this point." Instructor Number One rolled back the scene to when she had started facing the examiner directly, pointing out how the examiner had stopped many of his moves halfway through so as to avoid injuring Ling Lan. Under Instructor Number One¡¯s detailed analysis, Ling Lan grew more and more ashamed. She had really thought she had performed pretty well in that battle, but who knew that she had actually done so badly, making mistake after mistake. Her tion at having hit the examiner today disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a cold ball of shame in her gut and her back drenched with sweat. "Looks like we need to have a round of wilderness training. We¡¯ll see what to do next after you learn how to hunt!" Instructor Number One coolly announced Ling Lan¡¯s fate. Before Ling Lan could ask any questions or beg for mercy, Instructor Number One had flicked his finger once again. Ling Lan saw the scenery change around her, and then she was standing in a primordial forest with Number One. She could hear the sound of a flowing stream in the distance, as well as the fearsome calls of some unknown wild beasts. Ling Lan¡¯s little heart felt like it was beating out of her chest. Although she had never spent much time in a forest before, she knew that this type of ce was rife with danger ¡ª not only were there wild beasts wandering around, nature itself was an intimidating thing, and there were also other unknown terrors lurking within. Ling Lan¡¯s face fell rapidly, however, she knew that this hunting mission was definitely unavoidable. This year had taught her that once Instructor Number One had made up his mind, nothing was going to change it. Still, she intended to try and plead with Instructor Number One for just a little more preparation time, so she could go back and ask Little Four for some wilderness survival tips. Unfortunately, Instructor Number One saw through her ns, and without giving her the chance to speak he said, please enjoy yourself, and promptly disappeared in a sh of light from this endlessly verdant world. Dammit! Number One, you are truly vicious! Ling Lan savagely directed her middle finger towards the direction where Number One had been standing in a disy of futile anger. Chapter 42: Hunting and Being Hunted! Chapter 42: Hunting and Being Hunted! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Dawn. When the first ray of sunlight prated the dense foliage of the forest, slowly lending it its warmth, the originally quiescent green world began to wake up once again. Various creatures started crawling out of their nests, beginning a new cycle of their daily routine ¡ª¡ª hunting and being hunted. On the ground, an unnamed little creature with wrinkled skin was stealthily making its way over to its destination. It was very small, only roughly the size of two human fists, but it dragged a wide t tail behind it that was twice the length of its body. It had no choice but to be careful. In this forest, 80% of the animals could kill it easily ¡ª and unfortunately, its meat was tender, so even though it was small and had very little meat, many of therger creatures still wouldn¡¯t mind hunting it as an appetiser. Its intended destination was an area full of shallow water depressions up ahead. That area was a swamnd, very suitable for its survival, because its light weight and body shape allowed it to move freely around the swamp without sinking into it. Aside from those creatures whose natural habitat was the swamp, other creatures could not even enter the area, making it much safer for the creature. Of course, most importantly, there was food for it here as well, making it well worth its while toe here. It almost started drooling thinking of food ¡ª the fish in the shallow depressions here were just too tasty. It finally made it there, smooth sailing all the way. At this time, in the shallow water of the numerous depressions, fish the length of fingers were joyfully swimming around, darting from one depression to another. All of the depressions were connected by countless narrow streams of water ¡ª although these streams were much too small for bigger fish to get through, they allowed these small fish to swim between the depressions unhindered. In one particr depression, the fish were greedily nibbling on some of the water weeds, oblivious to the fact that their natural enemy had arrived and was getting ready to feast on them to satisfy its hunger. The wrinkled animal entered the swamp and darted swiftly into one of the depressions. The fish scattered in fright, but swam blindly in their panic, ending up in a dead end ... In the end, their only oue was to be devoured by the agile wrinkled creature. After eating up the fishes in this depression, the creature climbed out of it and shook itself, causing the water droplets on its body to go flying, until its skin was once again as dry and pristine as before. It then rested for a little while. Hunting was not easy ¡ª actions that seemed easy actually took up a lot of its body strength. Still, even while it rested, it vigntly kept a lookout on its surroundings, afraid that a strong enemy would appear to eat it. Soon after, it had regained its strength, and had begun sneaking over to the next depression ... However, it did not notice ¡ª in the swamp not too far away from it, a pair of gelid eyes had locked themselves on its figure, prepared to ambush it during its next meal. When it once again leapt into another depression to capture more fish, the owner of the gelid eyes struck. A thick ck cable shot out, skirting by the edges of the depression, and the wrinkled animal was gone. The clear sound of flesh hitting water could be heard and then a water snake as thick as a man¡¯s arm could be seen sitting in the middle of the depression, its lower half curled up neatly beneath it. From a nce, it looked like it was about three metres long, perhaps more. In its mouth, the wrinkled creature was struggling with all its might, pping its wide tail around, but to no avail. It was swallowed by the water snake, bit by bit, until it finally disappearedpletely into the snake¡¯s gullet. The water snake raised its head, waiting for its food to travel down its throat into its stomach. And then, right at this moment, arge maw appeared abruptly beside it, sharp teeth glinting menacingly in the sunlight. Before the water snake could react, it had already been bitten, right where it was most vulnerable. Of course, the water snake was unwilling to justy back and die ¡ª before it died, it used the whole length of its three metre long body to wrap tightly around the opponent, hoping to bring it along with it into death. Unfortunately, the opponent was still mped onto its vital point, so it could not hold on for long. It soon died, and its coils loosened around its attacker. And then, a hulking creature climbed out from the depths of the swamp. Its overall appearance looked very much like that of Earth¡¯s crocodiles, butpared to a crocodile, its body was evenrger, and its four limbs were even thicker. It was the king of this swamp, and its favourite food was naturally the fastest and stealthiest water snakes. However, water snakes were extremely hard to catch ¡ª the moment they saw its shadow, they would flee immediately, slithering swiftly into the swamp water and disappearingpletely. Thus, it could only disguise itself and wait patiently ¨C at times up to a whole day and night ¨C to get its prize. Today, it would eat well. It raised its head and opened its jaws wide, putting thisrge snake into its mouth, slowly tearing it into pieces as it chewed and swallowed. Halfway through its meal, while half of the snake¡¯s body was still dangling outside its mouth, it caught sight of a dark shadow falling rapidly from above it with the corner of its eye. Dammit, what creature dares to disturb the King of the Swamp at its meal? It did not even consider the possibility of an ambush ¡ª it was the undisputed king of the food chain here, no creature would dare think of hunting it ... Before it could take a closer look, it felt a bone-deep piercing pain starting from its mouth go through its entire body. It let out a furious roar, a sign of its rage and disbelief that a creature would dare to harm it. It wanted to tear that creature apart with its sharp teeth, but found that it could not close its mouth anymore. No, it wasn¡¯t that it couldn¡¯t close it ¡ª somehow, sometime, a wooden staff had made its way into its mouth. It tried to dislodge the staff, but then found that it couldn¡¯t move its body either. Indeed, it was like it had been pinned to the ground. Aside from flinging its limbs around uselessly, it could not move at all. It had no idea what was going on, and as rage continued to build within it, it tried to roar again, but now found that it couldn¡¯t even do that anymore. And then the pain hit, coursing through every part of its body, so intense that it couldn¡¯t handle it. What the heck was going on? "So troublesome." Along with this voice, an extremely fragile looking thing appeared by its head. And then, the creature¡¯s final memory was of the strange creature lifting its scrawny foot above its head and stomping down viciously. Without any change in her expression, Ling Lan pulled her foot out from the skull of this king of the swamp. She had no interest in watching the death struggle of the creature and so had kindly put it out of its misery by stomping through its skull. Looking at the white brain matter all over her shoes, Ling Lan no longer felt the disgust she had felt at the beginning. The current Ling Lan was enveloped by an aura of honed aggression, just like a king of the jungle; she was no longer the weak and timid person she was before. Of course, with Ling Lan¡¯s current strength, fighting this creature in the swamp head on was not impossible. However, this fellow¡¯s skin was as strong as steel and Ling Lan had no weapons which could pierce through it. This skin it had was exactly why it could withstand the water snake¡¯s desperate counterattack at the end. Still, all creatures had their weaknesses and this swamp king was no exception. The insides of the swamp king was very fragile, which was why the swamp king normally would not leave its mouth open. For the only way to attack its insides, was through its mouth. As such, Ling Lan had decided to conceal herself within the swamp and wait till the swamp king started hunting. And when the swamp king had started to eat, she had taken the opportunity to stuff a small tree down its throat, all the way to its tail, sealing its fate with one blow. Getting to this point was not easy for Ling Lan. Many times, due to problems with emotional control, the swamp king had managed to sense her killing intent and evade her attack, causing her to lose her chance. Thus, Ling Lan had paid the price of death several times over before she finally grasped the ability to hunt wlessly. The trials and difficulties she went through in the entire process were truly too numerous to be cited. Chapter 43: The Experience of Death! Chapter 43: The Experience of Death! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan had initially thought that she would have to stay in this virtual forest for up to two or three years before she would get used to it and see some results ... but in reality, humans were exceedingly smart and adaptable creatures. Especially for those who were already equipped with offensive and defensive abilities, adapting to this dangerous environment was even easier than expected. Within a month, Ling Lan was now able to move freely through the forest. Ling Lan had never been a reckless person, so when Instructor Number One had disappeared, she had been very, very cautious with her every step. After all, having never been in the wild before, the forest was an unknown swathe of darkness in her eyes. Furthermore, she strongly believed that this forest was a terrifying ce ¡ª so her first thought was not about hunting, but rather on how she would be able to survive to see the light of the next day. Reality proved that she had still been too na?ve and had underestimated the dangers of the forest. She had not even made it till the night of the first day before she had been bitten by some unknown venomous insects hidden within the grass. This was her first experience with death ¡ª in the-speak of her previous world, her virgin death. Frankly, Ling Lan¡¯s virgin death was not at all easy. It could even be described as gory, capable of turning the stomach of anyone who saw it ¡ª the scene of her death was unbelievably horrific. For the rest of her life, Ling Lan never wanted to experience that sort of death ever again. The venom of the insects had been potently vicious, causing immense pain to its victim. This pain was even worse than the pain she had endured through her sickness from her previous life, even more prating than the pain she had endured during the medicinal baths of this life ¡ª because on top of the pain, was an uncontroble itch that could not be resisted ... she would never forget it. For three whole days, Ling Lan had suffered and itched. She had watched as she personally scratched away the bloody flesh from her body bit by bit, and all she had felt then was relief and a perverse sort of pleasure, until her body had been reduced to scraps of skin and flesh hanging on an almost empty skeleton. Only then did she breathe herst breath. Back then, she had thought that that was the end of it, that she was finally free from the torments of this forest, free to go back to reality. But when she opened her eyes once again, she was back where Instructor Number One had first dumped her, still within the forest. It was then that Ling Lan realised that this virtual world created by the learning space was not as simple as she had assumed ¡ª she would not be able to return to reality just by waiting it out. It was tied up with a mission ¡ª so until the mission waspleted, she was stuck here, unable to return. Thus, even though she was still traumatised by her first death experience, for the sake of returning to reality, Ling Lan had no choice but to buck up and force herself to continue exploring the forest so that she couldplete her mission. Ling Lan had not forgotten what Instructor Number One had said ¡ª his words had clearly indicated that she was to learn how to hunt. However, when Ling Lan managed to kill one of the forest creatures weaker than her, the learning space did not react at all. This told Ling Lan that she would not be able to aplish this mission on a technicality ¡ª she would most likely have to kill a fierce beast several times stronger than her for it to count. And so she started challenging this primordial forest. She encountered many dangers along the way ¡ª some she managed to escape, while most of the others naturally resulted in her death. She had been devoured by a swarm of ants, eaten alive until she was nothing but bones. She had been ambushed by an adorable looking animal, small but vicious, ending up as its meal. And she had also died from eating some poisonous fruits by ident, as well as experienced being bitten by some pestilent mosquitoes, dying in the end from the ravages of disease. However, all these countless deaths were not for nothing ¡ª Ling Lan gradually learned how to survive in this primordial forest. She absorbed all the knowledge she gained from her deaths, throwing away the kind and softer emotions that were unnecessary here, only keeping her level-headedness and her ruthlessness. From then on, all the creatures in the forest had only twobels in her eyes ¡ª¡ª¡®threat¡¯ or ¡®food¡¯. Through it all, Ling Lan gradually shifted from her initial timid and uncertain self into her current cool and selfposed persona. She could now face any danger without fear, and confidence oozed from her every pore. The entire forest was like her own backyard to her now ¡ª she knew all the animals and hazards here as well as the palm of her hand. This time, she had decided to hunt the swamp king after much thought and consideration. Even though the terrain here was more treacherous than many other areas within the forest, this also meant that the swamp king had a much lower guard than the other kings of the forest. Due to ack of contest, the swamp king was alsoparatively weaker, and although the terrain was to the swamp king¡¯s advantage, it wasn¡¯t necessarily a disadvantage for Ling Lan either. And so, Ling Lan had set a trap. Her first few attempts all ended in failure, where she often ended up as the swamp king¡¯s excrement, only managing to escape a handful of times. However, every failure added to her experience and Ling Lan slowly but surely started to grasp the swamp king¡¯s hunting habits. To give the swamp king a false sense of security, although Ling Lan had been lying in ambush every day, she had not made a move for over a week ... Ling Lan could still remember Instructor Number One¡¯s rebuke, saying that she did not know how to mix feints into her attacks, that continuous sneak attacks were not really sneak attacks anymore. And Ling Lan did not want to make the same mistake twice. Finally, today, Ling Lan saw a rare opportunity. Perhaps because Ling Lan had not attacked at all this week, the swamp king seemed to think that it had killed off all the stupid animals that dared threaten it. Moreover, it had just managed to capture its favourite snack of juicy, tender water snake, putting it in a great mood, and so it had subconsciously let down its guard ... Which was when Ling Lan had struck. This time, Ling Lan finally managed to deal a beautiful killing blow, which was also proof that Ling Lan had truly mastered the art of hiding her killing intent, sessfully nabbing her prey. As the swamp king fell dead before her, Ling Lan closed her eyes and reflected on how she had felt back when she had dealt the killing blow. There had been no agitation, no excitement, only cool patience and focus ¡ª Ling Lan savoured the difference between her previous attacks and this one, and understood that she had been too hasty before, too concerned with the final oue to maintain herposure. The moment the still pool of her emotions had rippled, her killing intent had seeped out. Ling Lanughed as her hands tightened into fists. Perhaps she could go back now and leave this godforsaken ce behind. Although Ling Lan was no longer afraid of the primordial forest, it didn¡¯t mean she liked it here. It was too lonely here ¨C there was no one to talk to, no one to spare her any bit of warmth ¨C she was just about to have a breakdown over the imposed solitude. It was just fortunate that she had great mental fortitude, otherwise she¡¯d have already been driven insane by now. Just then, Ling Lan sensed a change in her surroundings,ing from right behind her. She did not turn around, but her posture shifted minutely so that she would be ready to defend herself and fight back at any moment. "Not bad at all!" A familiar voice rang out from behind her, and Ling Lan felt rage roil within her even as she felt a profound sense of relief. Without thinking, she sprung backwards with a dip of her feet, leaning back as she flew through the air, flipped into a somersault, and then facing that man, she resolutely unleashed her leg into a savage kick aimed in his direction ... Dammit, Number One, you bastard! I¡¯ll kick you to death! The long-suffering Ling Lan could no longer keep calm. Instructor Number One was expressionless as always ¡ª seeing Ling Lan¡¯s attack, he did not even move his feet, merely holding out two fingers and aiming them at Ling Lan¡¯s iing foot. "Bam!" The two shed, producing a rather muffled sound, and Ling Lan felt a huge wave of energy swell from the bottom of her foot. Her entire body was thrown backwards, and that delicate foot that was capable of crushing the swamp king¡¯s skull actually felt a little numb, losing allbat ability in a moment. Ling Lan took control of her body in mid-air with a twist of her waist, allowing her tond on her feet right back where she had started, on top of the dead swamp king¡¯s head. Chapter 44: Resolving a Potential Problem Chapter 44: Resolving a Potential Problem Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 "Still able to unleash your anger, I see. Looks like you¡¯ve adapted well." Number One stood in the air before Ling Lan, an almost imperceptible trace of mirth in his eyes as he acknowledged Ling Lan¡¯s achievements for the first time. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help the little surge of happiness she felt at Instructor Number One¡¯s words, feeling as if she had been praised by an elder. However, Ling Lan was not so easily cated ¡ª her face stony, she asked huffily, "Instructor Number One, weren¡¯t you afraid that I would be driven insane by this cruel environment?" Ling Lan knew very well that if she hadn¡¯t been so mentally resilient, this primordial forest was totally capable of driving a regr adult out of his or her mind, much less an apparent six year old child like her. No matter how talented the child was, he or she would not be able to survive for long in this fearsome forest. Although one could revive countless times in here, the various horrific ways of dying and their realistic rendering upon one¡¯s body was more than enough to devastate a child¡¯s growing mind, mission notwithstanding. Ling Lan was very doubtful ¡ª was this learning space truly meant to cultivate children, or was it actually meant to destroy a child¡¯s future? Thus, she spilled her doubts to Number One. Number One¡¯s expression remained impassive, as he asked in return, "Are you insane?" Implied was the fact that Ling Lan¡¯s apparent sanity made her protests moot. If Ling Lan had truly be insane, then she wouldn¡¯t have been able to protest anyway ... Ling Lan stared up at the sky, speechless, weeping internally. Hells, she knew better now. As hosts, they had no true power whatsoever ¡ª as they grew up, they were subject to the cruel bullying of the learning space, with no room at all to fight back. Satisfied with Ling Lan¡¯s acquiescence, Number One said, "Since you havepleted the mission, the learning space will not skimp on your reward." That said, Ling Lan immediately heard the notification from the learning space¡¯s system. "Hunting missionpleted, 50 honour points awarded." Hells, this learning space was so goddamn stingy! Ling Lan spat in her heart. This proved that her original hypothesis had not been wrong ¡ª honour points were indeed difficult to obtain. This extreme mission which had almost driven her insane was only worth 50 points! She couldn¡¯t help but rejoice that she had not carelessly wasted those honour points she had received in the beginning. After the system had rewarded her, Number One did not say anything, only flicking a finger. The environment around them twisted once again, and the endless greenery, the swamp, and the skeletons all faded away, to be reced by an empty field. They had once again returned to the learning space where she had learned physical skills from Instructor Number Nine. Looking at the familiar grounds, Ling Lan was struck by how beautiful this scenery before her was for the first time ... even though there really was nothing in front of her. "Time is almost up ¡ª you should go back. Remember to contain your malevolent aura ..." Without rifying further, Instructor Number One summarily kicked Ling Lan out of the learning grounds, and in the very next second, Ling Lan had appeared within the great hall of the mind-space. In a corner, Little Four was seated in a thinking pose. As if sensing something, he lifted his head suddenly, and his eyes filled with joy as he saw Ling Lan. Just as he was about to pounce on her, he suddenly leapt back instead, scurrying to hide behind arge pir in panic. From there, he peeked out warily, and said, "Boss?" Little Four¡¯s shiftiness irritated Ling Lan. With a flying leap, she had grabbed hold of Little Four¡¯s earlobe before he could react. "Little Four, what are you running away for..." sneered Ling Lan. Although she could do nothing against Instructor Number One, it was a piece of cake for her to handle the rascal Little Four. "Objection! Objection! You promised me that you would never again use violence on me!" Little Four protested, jumping up and down in rage, and his initial fear fled. Trying to use violence on him ¡ª this must be Boss Ling Lan. Just for a moment, he had mistaken Ling Lan for someone else, a malevolent butcher filled with bloodthirst and killing intent ... With an annoyed huff, Ling Lan released Little Four¡¯s ear, asking, "Then why were you acting like you weren¡¯t sure who I was? Who else would enter this ce?" Little Four peered intently at Ling Lan, and then said, "Boss, have you not noticed the changes to your body?" As his voice tapered off, arge full-body mirror appeared before them, reflecting both their images faithfully. Ling Lan lifted her head to look, and immediately understood what Little Four was saying. Now she also understood why Instructor Number One had reminded her to contain her malevolent aura when he left. The Ling Lan in the mirror was no longer the wide-eyed innocent she had been. Ferocious eyes, killing intent lingering in her gaze, and the faint air of blood-tinged malevolence around her ¡ª all indications that this child was a savage wild beast, fully capable of attacking you the very next second if a chance presented itself. "How did this happen?" Ling Lan rubbed at her face frantically, trying to soften her expression. If she went out looking like this, she would definitely scare the living hells out of her mother. And even if she did not frighten her mother, terrifying the old staff and guards in the family would not end well either. Under Little Four¡¯s assistance, Ling Lan finally managed to reign in the malevolent aura around her. With some effort, she squeezed out a smile, and finally rediscovered the harmless Ling Lan of before. Satisfied, only then did she wave goodbye to Little Four and return to the outside world. Little Four energetically waved goodbye to Ling Lan, sending her off. When Ling Lan¡¯s figure had disappearedpletely from his sight, he finally gave up supporting himself and slumped to the ground, wiping away a handful of sweat from his forehead. Even if he was beaten to death, he would never admit to Ling Lan that he had been the one to extend the time period of the illusionary environment to its maximum setting ... Alright, so Ling Lan¡¯s forced stay in the primordial forest was not really Instructor Number One¡¯s fault, but rather due to Little Four¡¯s meddling. It could only be said that it was just Ling Lan¡¯s misfortune to have such an imbecilic teammate in Little Four ¡ª it was pure luck that she hadn¡¯t gone mad. Back in the real world, due to Ling Lan¡¯s previous diligence, she seemed as weak and fragile as ever, appearing without her newly developed malevolent aura, and so garnered no special attention from the people around her. Still, the very next day, Ling Lan submitted a request for actualbat training to Chambein Ling Qin. Naturally, the excuse she used was the final test at the academy, when she had had to fight the examiner. She imed that ¡ª because she had never encountered actualbat before, she did not perform well in the exam and failed to get a higher score, resulting in her 17th spot ranking when entering the Central Scout Academy. Ling Lan exined that she could not rx now ¡ª perhaps when she entered the academy, actualbat would be one of the specialised courses she would have to take, and she didn¡¯t want to lose face again. Consequently, she wanted to take the initiative before schooling started to train in actualbat. In truth, this was an arrangement requested by Instructor Number One to solve the potential problem of her malevolent aura. Malevolent energy should not be contained forcefully over long periods of time ¡ª this would harm Ling Lan¡¯s body in the long run, perhaps even affecting her growth. Only when she could control her malevolent aura freely, just like her instructors or other battle-experienced veterans, would the problem be resolved. Ling Lan¡¯s request moved Ling Qin immensely. What elders loved most was to see their beloved juniors show ambition, aiming for sess. Without any hesitation, he summoned the best warriors in the Ling household, and charged them as sparring partners for the young master. In this manner, Ling Lan began her self-torture program in this one month before school started. In the morning she fought against the Ling family warriors, while at night she was tormented by Instructor Number Nine. At her current level, Ling Lan still hadn¡¯t earned the right to be tormented by Number One ... With this continuous cycle ofbat every day and night, Ling Lan¡¯s tightly contained malevolent aura began to seep out slowly, until she managed to reign it in again, little by little, until it finally disappeared without a trace. In the end, only when Ling Lan had the intent to kill, would her malevolent aura reveal itself. Due to Number One¡¯s timely arrangements, Ling Lan safely passed the time when her secret could be discovered. Meanwhile, only two days were left till the start of school. Chapter 45: Who Wants to Kill Ling Lan? Chapter 45: Who Wants to Kill Ling Lan? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr On the official first day of school, Ling Lan refused Lan Luofeng¡¯s attempts to send her to school, only allowing Chambein Ling Qin alone to go with her and register. It couldn¡¯t be helped ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s eyelid had been twitching ever since she woke up early in the morning, and although she tried to convince herself not to be superstitious ... just in case, for safety reasons, Ling Lan was determined to leave her defenceless mother at home. Of course, once Ling Lan was seated in the hover car, she began discussing the causes of this physiological response with Little Four, trying to dispel her worry. However, the two of them were like half-empty cans rattling baselessly, neither being able to state anything for certain, and so the discussion could only devolve into confusion. Looking at the dizzy spirals of confusion that used to be Little Four¡¯s eyes, the chagrined Ling Lan decisively ended their fruitless discussion. She summarily concluded that the phenomenon was an unsolvable mystery, which somehow earned her the gullible Little Four¡¯s awestruck gaze. Even as Ling Lan basked in that gaze, she turned away so that Little Four was out of her sight. Hells, it was never her intention to dazzle an underage child with lies. Just as Ling Lan was trying to dispel the guilt she felt at her deceit, her gaze narrowed and she lifted her head to look out the car window. At the same time, Chambein Ling Qin beside her had also sensed the danger, and with a grim expression, he said, "Ling-Zero-Seven, switch into full-body emergency defense mode, and send out a distress signal." "Yes, orders acknowledged by Ling-Zero-Seven." As the master¡¯s designated vehicle, Ling-Zero-Seven was no ordinary hover car. As Ling-Zero-Seven¡¯s voice faded, Ling Lan saw that the transparent areas of the inner car were abruptly covered by another equally transparent defensiveyer. Meanwhile, she and Chambein Ling Qin had been securely buckled into their seats by safety belts which had sprung out from the seats. Then, Ling-Zero-Seven¡¯s speed kicked up a notch and it flew forward rapidly. Still, despite Ling-Zero-Seven¡¯s new elerated speed, they still did not manage to dodge the opponent¡¯s attack. A cold glint shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes and she gripped the handlebar beside her with both hands. "Crash!" A huge energy wave flipped the hover car and sent it spinning. Ling-Zero-Seven struggled with all its might to regain control of its unstable body. "Warning, warning! Body integrity at 71.28%, energy consumption at 22% ¡ª we can only withstand the same attack two more times!" reported Ling-Zero-Seven as it finally regained control of its body. "Ling-Zero-Seven, abandon pre-set route. Implement irregr driving; throw them off as much as you can." Ling Qin¡¯s eyes shone with ruthlessness ¡ª he would never let these people off for daring to try and harm the hope of the Ling family. "Yes!" Ling-Zero-Seven diverted from its usual movement style ¡ª not only did it increase its speed to 2.2 horsepower, it also began moving in random directions every so often, evading the enemies¡¯ long distance attacks again and again. Inside the car, Ling Qin calmly tugged open a buckle in front of his seat and arge box appeared before Ling Lan. In it was a protective vest, as well as an assortment of weapons. Already educated in this respect, Ling Lan knew that the weapons in the box included a type-II particle-beam submachine gun, a portable cold fusion gun, two sh grenades, two tear gas grenades, a smoke grenade, and of course, two ultra-lithium alloy short swords for meleebat. In the words of her previous world, the two short swords were so sharp that they could slice through iron as if it were soil, and could split a strand of hair if the wind blew it across their edges. All these weapons were controlled items by the military, forbidden for civilian use. However, where there¡¯s a will, there¡¯s a way ¡ª people would always find a way to get what they want; moreover, the Ling family was established via military means to begin with, and had countless ties with the military. As such, obtaining these weapons was really not that difficult for them. Ling Lan saw that there was a simr buckle in front of her, so she pulled on it and an identical box appeared before her. Ling Qin briefly exined to Ling Lan how they were able to ess these weapons so easily, "As long as the emergency defense mode has been activated, these weapon boxes will be unlocked. Under normal circumstances, even if you tried to pry thepartments open, you would never be able to get to the weapons." Ling Qin instructed Ling Lan to follow his lead and put on the protective vest. Who knew how long the hover car could continue to resist and stay afloat ¡ª it was necessary to take all possible precautions and defensive measures as early as possible. Ling Lan nodded her understanding and quickly put on the vest, and then strapped the two short swords securely to the sides of her legs. After some thought, she also picked up the portable cold fusion gun. Although it wasn¡¯t as powerful as the type-II particle-beam submachine gun, it was smaller and lighter, which made it much more suitable for a six year old child like her. Lastly, she took out the two sh grenades and tucked them into the side pockets of her protective vest, leaving the other grenades behind. The usefulness of a weapon was not decided by its firepower, but by its suitability ¡ª Ling Lan had learned this principle well from both her Ling family tutors and the learning space. Seeing her choices, Ling Qin nodded approvingly ¡ª Ling Lan had selected only those weapons which suited her. Although the other two grenades were very good for harassing the enemy, since they didn¡¯t have the proper protective gear, the grenades wouldn¡¯t be of much use to them. ******** Several miles away, 413¡¯s squad, which had chosen to guard Ling Lan from a distance to avoid being spotted by them, were shocked and dismayed by the unexpected attack. "F*ck. Brothers, charge if you don¡¯t want to die!" Piloting his own mecha, 413 rushed swiftly towards the scene. Inside the mecha, his entire face was white ¡ª if any harm befell Ling Lan, he would certainly be yed alive by his demonmander. All this time, 413¡¯s squad had been having a pretty easygoing time of it. Ling Lan wasn¡¯t an active and rambunctious child who liked to run about ¡ª this made their job very easy, only needing to patrol around the perimeters of the Ling household every so often. The six of them pushed their mechas to the max, the sirens on their mechas wailing as they rushed in Ling Lan¡¯s direction. As they got closer and closer to the scene ... "Watch out! Scatter!" 413, who was in the lead, felt his hairs stand up, and he rolled to one side with a loud bellow. Six figures scattered apart as a powerful beam of cold light shot through their original path. "Number 2, unharmed!" "Number 3 mecha, right foot frozen." "Number 4, everything¡¯s normal." "Number 5, lost control of left hand." "Number 6, no damage." The five members of the squad immediately reported their status to 413. Only Number 3 and Number 5 had received damage in thatst attack. "Number 4, Number 6 ¡ª protect Number 3, Number 5. Number 2, with me against the enemy," ordered 413. "Yes, Sir!" Just then, a team of mecha troopers flew in from various angles to convene in front of 413. Their neat standardised mecha, equipped to the teeth with weaponry, betrayed the savage nature of the enemy, causing 413¡¯s face to be as dark as a thundercloud. 413 turned on hismunication button. "What unit are you from? What is your intention?" This type of standardised mecha and its full set of arms were only avable within military channels. The military would never allow this sort of weaponry to fall into civilian hands ¡ª meaning that, these people had to havee from the military. And to be able to send out a squad of mecha troopers without alerting anyone, it had to be someone from the upper levels of the military. So, who in the upper ranks of the military wanted Ling Lan dead? Could it really be the mole concealed within the military? Still, just for the sake of one small promising seedling ... was all this firepower really necessary? Were they not afraid of exposing themselves? At this point, 413 was still unaware that Ling Lan was Ling Xiao¡¯s child. If he knew, then perhaps he would understand why someone would put so much effort into killing Ling Lan. Chapter 46: Scared? Chapter 46: Scared? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr 413¡¯s questions met only silence, and then a wave of fire and artillery attacks was headed straight for him and his squad. "Damn! Activate Beam Shield," bellowed 413. The opponent was clearly trying to kill them all to silence them ¡ª it looked like there was no more room for diplomacy. On the other hand, when the enemy squad saw the mecha of their opponents using advanced beam shields, their leader raged, "Why do the rebel troops have this type of weaponry? Looks like the information was correct ¡ª someone in the upper ranks of the military has betrayed the Federation. Focus your fire, and break through those shields! Kill them all ¡ª themander has ordered to take no prisoners." "Yes, Sir!" Following that, an even more ferocious barrage of long-range fire rained down upon 413¡¯s squad, rendering them immobile. "Sir, what should we do?" asked 413¡¯s squad members as they fended off the opponent¡¯s attacks with their beam shields. Although they were veterans, butchers who had returned from the battlefield, capable of mercilessly ughtering enemy troops, they were still reluctant to fight troops from their own country. "Number 3, contact headquarters. Number 5, cover. The rest of you, attack with me!" 413 ordered without hesitation. Pulling out a beam sword from behind him, he charged towards the enemy. 413 knew very well that the opponent might just be a squad of mecha troopers who had been deceived by their superior,pletely ignorant that their mission was a mistake. Still, he could not afford to be merciful. He was responsible for the lives of five subordinates and could not allow them to die because of his hesitation. Furthermore, the opponent intended to kill an innocent child ¡ª this was something he would not allow ... Their captain¡¯s decisiveness was channelled through to the squad members. The battlefield was no ce for hesitation orpassion ¡ª only the more ruthless person would survive. The mecha trooper squad saw four of the opponent mechas rushing towards them with their beam shields up. Their captain harrumphed and said coldly, "Launch the detonation cables." Following this order, a fiery dragon shot out from each of the six mechas, converging on the four approaching opponents. Suddenly, there was the crisp sound of several gun shots and the six dragons exploded instantly. A series of explosions followed soon after as the numerous bombs on the detonating cable were set off. There was a tremendous st, sending tremors through the earth, as well as cloaking the entire scene in smoke. Apparently, Number 5, who had been charged with providing cover fire, had deftly used the particle-beam gun on his functional right arm to shoot six clean shots, striking those detonation cables and setting them off, protecting 413 and the others in the process. His view clouded by smoke, the captain of the opponent mecha squad hesitated. Should he continue to overwhelm the enemy with sheer firepower? However, this short pause was enough for the enemy; a ring warning went through his mecha¡¯s systems, "Danger. Enemy lock-on detected. Evade, evade ..." His first response was to retreat quickly, because he could already see the lead opponent mecha charging out from the smoke, heading fiercely in his direction. Panicked, he raised the particle-beam gun in his hands, pressing down on the trigger desperately. In this moment, he hadpletely forgotten how to dodge in his machine, only thinking about how to make the opponent retreat or stop with his attacks. And then, he saw the opponent suddenly deviate from his straight path, moving instead in a strange radian, skilfully avoiding the dense rain of his particle-beam attacks. His pupils contracting, he shouted in shock, "Freeform evasion! How does he know the most advanced evasion manoeuvre of our military? What the hell is this?" Even as one of the top students at military school, he had yet to learn this skill ¡ª why was such a formidable person in the rebel forces? Heavens, what in the world was happening? It was at this moment that he began to feel that something wasn¡¯t right with the situation. But then it was toote. From hismunication systems came the sound of his teammates¡¯ terrified screams, but before he could ask them what was happening, his own mecha¡¯s disy had turned ck. No matter how hard he tried to get it to work, pressing the initiate button over and over again, his mecha did not react. Abruptly he realised, his mecha¡¯s movement driver must have been destroyed by the opponent, making him a fish trapped within a jar. Why did it have to end this way? How could he, an upstanding graduate who excelled in his military studies, lose to these wild mecha operators of the rebel forces? Had the world order been turned upside down? The mecha trooper squad captain slumped in his now useless control seat, face pale with an expression of deep disbelief. When 413 attacked, he had still shown mercy in the end. He had only destroyed the movement drivers of the mecha, avoiding the pilot carriage and sparing the operator¡¯s life. Of course, this was also because the gap in their abilities was distinct, allowing 413 the freedom to choose. Looking at the six immobile mechas, 413 couldn¡¯t help but click his teeth. Hells, thank god these mecha troops were greenhorns who had never seen blood before ¡ª otherwise, with their full arsenal against their own simple collection of particle-beam guns and beam swords, the oue of the battle would have been hard to determine. At this moment, Number 3, who had sessfully contacted headquarters, reported to 413, "Sir, themander has said to smuggle these people into the Headquarters of the ded Forces, and to destroy their mechaspletely. Best to let the opponent think that the pilots died along with the machines." 413 nodded, and passed down the order. "Number 3 and Number 5, stay here and carry out themander¡¯s orders. The others, follow me on rescue detail." "Yes!" Just like that, 413¡¯s squad split into two groups and the four intact mechas sped towards Ling Lan¡¯sst known position. Together with his three team members, 413 flew for a distance with their eyes peeled, but saw no strange disturbances within their range of sight. They couldn¡¯t determine Ling Lan¡¯s actual position this way. Helpless, 413 could only order his troops, "Fan out and search. Notify me ASAP if you notice anything odd." "Yes!" Acknowledging the order, the three mechas behind 413 chose a direction at random and flew off. 413 controlled his own mecha and continued flying forward. He was undoubtedly anxious ¡ª because of the scuffle with the troops, they had been dyed for up to 5 minutes. Within those 5 minutes, anything could have happened. He fervently hoped that Ling Lan and whoever he was with could hold on and wait for their rescue. They really had to find Ling Lan¡¯s whereabouts soon, or else everything would be for naught. Leaving aside 413¡¯s frantic search, on Ling Lan¡¯s end, they were going through a high-speed chase and were currently in a precarious situation. While evading, the hover car had been hit once more by the opponent¡¯s long-range missiles and had then given out a warning, telling them that the hover car would disassemble in 56 seconds. Due to the strain of going over its speed limits, the hover car¡¯s defensive abilities were already on the brink of copse, and adding in the damage it received from the attacks, it could hold on no longer. "Scared?" asked Ling Qin with a smile as he stroked Ling Lan¡¯s head. In his other hand, he was already holding a type II particle-beam submachine gun. "Nope!" replied Ling Lan coolly, as if she were totally unconcerned whether she lived or died. This surprised Ling Qin yet heartened him at the same time ¡ª Ling Lan was truly a chip off the old block. Naturally, he had no clue that Ling Lan¡¯s apathy towards death was due to her experiences within the illusory primordial forest within the learning space. There, Ling Lan had already learned that fear and terror would not help save her life ¡ª only keeping calm would allow her to capitalise on any chance of survival. "Protect yourself!" Ling Qin patted Ling Lan several more times on the head before lifting his head to look out the window. In a sh, the muscles of his entire body stretched taut as he prepared to go on the attack. Ling Lan did the same, except her actions were much subtler. Meanwhile, there was now only less than 10 seconds left on Ling-Zero-Seven¡¯s countdown ... Chapter 47: The Self-Volunteering Little Four! Chapter 47: The Self-Volunteering Little Four! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Once Ling-Zero-Seven¡¯s countdown hit 1, the still speeding hover car came to an abrupt stop. Ling Lan felt as if she would be flung out of the vehicle, but because her seatbelt was very secure, she stayed anchored in her seat. Soon, Ling Lan sensed the inertia fading, but unexpectedly, her entire body suddenly felt light and the safety belt unbuckled. It turned out that the hover car was beginning to disassemble, breaking into multiple pieces. "Run!" barked Ling Qin. He braced himself against the hover car for onest moment before being the first to spring out of the vehicle. Ling Qin had already made up his mind ¡ª he would set himself up as bait to draw away the surrounding assassins, giving Ling Lan a chance to escape. Ling Lan followed him out soon after. Amidst the numerous pieces of wreckage from the hover car, she quickly grabbed hold of one of therger pieces she had set her eyes on immediately. It wasn¡¯t toorge or too small, just right for sheltering her small body, and it was also flying off towards anding point which suited her. Like a lizard, Ling Lan clung to the piece of debris, and under the cover of the other debris flying around, she flipped herself nimbly in mid-air to hide behind the debris and reined in her presence. She then let the debris fly as it would until it fell with her positioned below it onto an empty plot of ground with no cover in sight. At the moment shended, Ling Lan circted her Qi throughout her body, filling her limbs and torso with energy as she crashed into the ground. Unknown to outside observers, arge ditch had been carved into the ground under the piece of debris she was holding onto, with Ling Lan fully ensconced within it. Naturally, the piece of debris was t against the ground above her ¡ª no one would suspect a person could be hiding under that debris. Ling Lan chose to hide in this manner because it took advantage of people¡¯s general assumptions and blind spots ¡ª in this t open ground with no ce to hide, her hiding ce would be easily overlooked, since the natural tendency was to focus on the surrounding shrubs and tufts of wild grass where people were more likely to hide. Of course, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t hiding here for safety reasons ¡ª she intended to counterattack. Once everyone¡¯s attention was further ahead, her position would be right behind the attackers, where she would have a chance to deal a killing blow from their neglected backs. Ling Lan had no choice but to take this risk. The opponent had chosen their ambush spot too well, where the protection from the cities were the thinnest. From the Ling household to the Central Scout Academy, Ling Lan¡¯s group had always travelled through bustling cities, and it was only during this particr half-hour stretch that they would pass through uninhabitednd. In this stretch, there were only woods or deserted ins, with hardly any people about ¡ª the only living creatures being wild beasts and fowl. By setting up their ambush here, the opponents ensured that by the time the cities on both ends received their distress signal and sent out rescue forces, the earliest possible time for reinforcements to arrive would be 15 minutes. Ling Lan believed that these people were fully capable of killing her multiple times over within these 15 minutes. She also believed that if the opponent couldn¡¯t find any trace of her in the surroundings, they would take a scorched-earth approach and do a thorough sweep, perhaps even digging three feet into the ground. When that time came, even if she was hiding in a blind spot, she would still be forced out from her hiding ce. She could not take this gamble. Most importantly, she could not be sure that Chambein Ling Qin could hold on for 15 minutes under these circumstances. If she didn¡¯t make a move, it was likely that she would see a loved one die for the first time sinceing to this future world, which was something she really didn¡¯t want to gamble on. Soon enough, three hover cars flew over. However, the opponent was very cautious, not driving right up to the main site. Instead, theynded about 30 metres away from where Ling Lan was hiding. Two of the hover cars opened up and eight stout men walked out. The eight of them were fully armoured, with protective helmets on their heads and protective suits on their bodies, and particle-beam submachine guns in their hands. These were all standard equipment,mon in both the military and even private personal armouries. Looks like the opponent was cautious in this aspect as well ¡ª anything that could reveal their identity had been excluded. The eight men crept closer, carefully, leaving behind that lone hover car with its doors shut. That car had two sma cannons raised high above it, covering the men¡¯s approach, ready to fire at any sign of resistance. Obviously, these three hover cars had been privately modified to bebat-suited hover cars, and Ling Lan noticed that there was no Federation-mandated registration number on any of the cars. The opponent was certainly well-prepared. Ling Lan did not raise her head at all, yet she knew the current situation as well as the back of her hand. Having Little Four meant that she could be aware of what was happening within the radius of a thousand metres even with her eyes closed. In this way, she knew that much farther away from the hover cars here, at a location not visible from this position, there were two humanoid mechas aiming long-range sniper rifles in this direction. The opponent was really determined to kill them. Calmly, Ling Lan calcted the sess rate of several possible attacks within her mind. However, all the scenarios that she had considered in her mind up till now had a sess rate of zero. Still, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t discouraged ¡ª her time in the primordial forest and her survival training there had engraved this lesson into her: be calm even if you were about to die, for a chance would often appear at the most improbable moment. For just the possibility of survival, she would have to first solve the problem of the predatory hover car. The two sma cannons were just too great a threat, although the two humanoid mechas in the distance were also a huge headache ... Ling Lan decided to just focus on the problem right before her for now. That said, the weapons she had on her now were just not enough for her to get rid of that armoured hover car, not to mention the professional assassins contained within it. With Ling Lan¡¯s current small frame, it might still be possible for her to handle one person, but if she had to fight two, then she would pretty much be like amb to the ughter. What should she do? "Tch, at this crucial moment, why did you forget me?" In her mind, Little Four, who had been waiting for Ling Lan to call for help all this time, suddenly made his protest heard. "Huh? How many people can you handle?" Ling Lan was startled and rather confused ¡ª she herself could not take on two at one time, what could Little Four do as a mental presence without a body? "Well, I can¡¯t do anything about the humans, but I can handle cars ..." said Little Four resentfully. Why was his boss so stupid? Humans weren¡¯tputers which he could hack. Little Four¡¯s words enlightened Ling Lan ¡ª she had indeed got caught up in thinking within a box. Modern hover cars were all controlled by artificial intelligences, while Little Four was the natural enemy of anything digital. As long as he was given a chance, Little Four could definitely wrest control of the hover cars, which would prevent the car¡¯s weapons from firing ... "From this distance, can you do it?" Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help asking once out of worry. "Even 10 metres further would be fine ... if your spiritual power were just a bit higher, I¡¯d be able to do it from even further away," replied Little Four with some disdain in his tone, as if looking down on Ling Lan for limiting his range. Ling Lan bit out in annoyance, "Just do it. If I kick the bucket here, you¡¯ll also die ..." Little Four shuddered ¡ª how did he forget that? He did not dare to kid around anymore, immediately borrowing some of Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power to start infiltrating the hover car. By this time, the eight men had already passed by Ling Lan¡¯s hiding ce. After all, there was nothing on this plot ofnd other than several pieces of debris of varying sizes lying t against the ground, no ce at all for someone to hide. Very naturally, they eliminated this area from their consideration, moving steadily towards the surrounding shrubs up ahead. Clearly, that was a much more likely hiding ce. As the men got closer and closer to the shrubs, Ling Lan¡¯s heart started thumping anxiously ... because that was exactly where Chambein Ling Qin was hiding. Chapter 48: The Psychotic Grandpa Chamberlain! Chapter 48: The Psychotic Grandpa Chambein! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr A soft "Pop!" was heard and a smoke grenade flew out from among the shrubs. Triggered, the eight men shot wildly at the grenade ¡ª their marksmanship was excellent; almost every single shot hit the grenade. However, smoke grenades were unlike other grenades which would explode or be ineffective when struck. It continued to release smoke, and the more it was hit, the faster it released smoke, and soon the entire area surrounding the shrubs was shrouded in a thick cloud of smoke. Although the protective helmets of the men were able to inste against the smoke to a certain extent, their vision was still affected. Still, the eight men were professional killers after all. They did not panic, firing their particle-beam submachine guns instead without hesitation. Countless particle beams shot out, turning the short shrubs into a pile of ash. Ling Lan was not at all worried however, as she had seen Chambein Ling Qin rush into the bushes on his right at the same time he had thrown out the smoke grenade. But Ling Qin¡¯s next actions thoroughly stunned Ling Lan ¡ª he untied a thin rope which was coiled around his wrist, and with a quick pinch on one end, the initially solid rope split into countless strands which were as thin as hair. Holding onto one end, Ling Qin swiftly tied it onto the trigger of the type II particle-beam gun, and then set up the gun within the bushes. Under the sound of gunfire, he snuck away once again to a new hiding ce. Ling Lan could clearly see that he still held the almost invisible thin strands of the dposed rope in his hands. After a round of fire, the eight men saw that the short shrubs had been reduced to cinders. With a quick exchange of nces and some hand signals, two of the men stepped forward. It looked like they wanted to examine the ashes of the shrubs to see if there was any sign of their target there ¡ª of course, any remains would do as well. The two men crept forward, and used the tip of their particle-beam guns to sift through the ashes. And right then, gunfire rang out from the right and a wave of particle beams cascaded out. The hidden Ling Qin had pulled on the strands within his hands, setting off the type II gun within the bushes. The type II gun ruthlessly expelled particle beams with an intensity that was way stronger than the opponent¡¯s own particle beam guns ¡ª as expected of the newest version of the particle-beam submachine gun. This attack was aimed at the six men providing cover ¡ª one of the men could not react in time and was mercilessly shot down. The others, including the two checking the burnt shrubs, were quick to react, directing all their gunfire at the bushes from where the shots originated. They shot unrestrainedly, and one of them finally managed to hit the type II gun lodged within the bushes, detonating it and turning the bushes into a sea of fire. Seeing this, the seven men stopped their attack, and their tightly strung nerves rxed. They were certain that since the type II gun had exploded, then the shooter holding it would certainly have been caught in the st. Besides, with this huge fire, even if the shooter didn¡¯t die in the st, he would still be roasted alive and turned into ash. But right at this moment, something unexpected urred. Ling Qin flew towards them from one side as heunched a Ling family signal re into the sky. It was alright if he died, but Ling Lan must survive. Ling Qin¡¯s purpose in attacking was primarily to draw all their attention, including the attention of the hover car in the background ¡ª he hoped ling Lan would take the chance to escape while they were preupied with him. Moreover, he believed that the Ling family loyalists were already on the way to meet up with them ¡ª with the Ling family¡¯s strength, handling these killers would be no big deal. The zing signal re hung high in the sky, surprising several groups of people who were frantically searching for Ling Lan. Exhrated, they turned towards the direction of the re and started rushing there at full speed. Ling Qin¡¯s attack was too sudden and unexpected. Only the man in the lead had enough time to react, shooting particle beams desperately to try and fend off Ling Qin¡¯s attack, while the other six just stood there dumbly. Quicker than words could say, Ling Qin¡¯s sprinting figure suddenly wavered, and then the leader¡¯s particle beams were behind him. The leader eximed in shock, "Irregr flicker!" This was a high level evasive move that was extremely hard to apply well inbat. Typically, anyone who could use this move inbat was certain to be a master fighter. A cold smile hung on Ling Qin¡¯s lips. At this moment, he had already gotten close to the assassin closest to him. "Quickly fire the sma cannons!" The team leader¡¯s gaze was fierce, holding a vicious determination within it. He shouted loudly through themunicator, retreating swiftly at the same time. In truth, the men had disembarked mainly as bait to tempt the opponent to attack ¡ª the true killing blow was always meant to be the hover car behind them. Of course, for these people who were used to operating from the shadows, sacrificing a few subordinates was perfectly normal, which was why the team leader had given up on his subordinate who was being attacked by Ling Qin without any hesitation whatsoever. The team leader had already readied himself to dodge, but the hover car behind them did not react as expected and fire its cannons. Instead, it just maintained its original position, along with radio silence. Before he could turn back to face the front, he heard a pained scream. The subordinate whom he had ruthlessly abandoned had already been pierced through the throat with a dagger by Ling Qin, and had emitted one final chilling cry. The cry seemed to reverberate with rage and despair ¡ª after all, he had seen with his own eyes how his team leader had abandoned him right before he died. Ling Qin¡¯s expression was one of aloof disinterest. His face had been spattered with bright crimson drops of blood, and the cloying scent of blood filled the air, thick enough to cause an average person to vomit. However, Ling Qin seemed perfectly at ease, going so far as to even daintily lick at the blood on the corner of his lips ¡ª¡ª what a psychotic Grandpa Chambein! Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but wail in her heart at the sight. What was up with all these people around her ...?! At the taste of blood, Ling Qin¡¯s expression turned obsessed, almost intoxicated ¡ª he hadn¡¯t experienced this bloody taste in so long! Two orbs of nameless fire ignited within his eyes. In his youth, he had been the one to crawl through piles of corpses on the battlefield with Ling Xiao¡¯s father ¡ª this sort of carnage was normal for him then. Sadly, after Ling Xiao had been promoted to god-ss, their bloody reign of terror was thoroughly shoved into the past. It wasn¡¯t that Ling Qin wanted to wash his hands of killing, but god-ss operators were the symbol of ultimate strength within the Federation, so no one wanted to risk the wrath of a god-ss operator. Ling Qin had thought that the many years of meditation and easy living had caused him to forget his initial savage nature. Unexpectedly, facing battle once again today, his blood still boiled and killing came back to him as easy as breathing. This pleased him greatly, and it felt like the savage beast within him had finally been set free after all this time. Ling Qinughed maniacally ¡ª looks like killing was still something he revelled in after all. Observing all this, Ling Lan silently wiped away a handful of cold sweat. Who knew that the strict and serious Grandpa Chambein who treated her so kindly was such a vicious character? The way that he killed was almost textbook material, and that chilling smile would make anyone think twice about crossing him. Ling Lan felt her little heart thunder wildly ... Hells, she must never anger Grandpa Chambein in the future! Ling Lan decisivelybelled Chambein Ling Qin as ¡¯a person not to mess with¡¯. When Ling Qinunched his attack, he had not considered surviving to begin with. So he didn¡¯t stop after killing the first enemy, but insteadunched himself at the next person in line. There was a clear gap between thebat ability of the two sides ¡ª despite his age, Ling Qin was strong, and hisbat prowess was not much weaker than when he was young. By the time Ling Qin had disposed of his third opponent, the team leader could be heard yelling furiously into hismunicator, "You bastard, I told you to shoot! Shoot goddammit ..." It turned out that the team leader still hadn¡¯t given up on the hover car. As Ling Qin prepared to kill yet another two people, the team leader was still desperately trying to contact the hover car to order them to shoot, but obviously, all he received in return was silence, and this silence was pushing him towards the brink of despair. Finally, he understood that their finishing move ¨C the hover car ¨C must have been taken out somehow and could no longer be relied on. Enraged, he threw away themunicator in his hands and lifted up his weapon, shouting, "Attack!" Chapter 49: The Threat of Long-Range Attacks Chapter 49: The Threat of Long-Range Attacks Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 A cold smile graced Ling Qin¡¯s lips. If the opponent had attacked him as a group from the start, he might already be a horizontal corpse lying on the ground. But now, besides the one man who had been gunned down by the type II submachine gun, he had sessfully ended the lives of three men with his own hands. It was no longer that easy for the remaining four people to hold him back. In all honesty, Ling Qin was very surprised himself ¡ª why was the hover car not reacting? The reason he had attacked so furiously was that he wanted to eliminate as many opponents as possible before he was taken out by the hover car, so that Ling Lan would have a greater chance of escape. Regardless, Ling Qin was very pleased with the current situation. It was clear that something had gone wrong on his opponents¡¯ end, and this was extremely advantageous for him. From the certainty of death to the renewed hope for survival, Ling Qin¡¯s attacks only became fiercer and more powerful. If living was an option, would anyone choose to die? Ling Qin also wanted to live ¡ª he wanted to watch Ling Lan grow up, get married, and have kids. He still dreamed of the day he could hold Ling Lan¡¯s children in his arms. For this objective, Ling Qin dug out all the inner potential he could from within his body. Ling Qin weaved left and right, nimbly avoiding all of the opponent¡¯s wild shots. He used the irregr flicker to its ultimate effect, leaving Ling Lan astounded as she watched. She decided then that if both Chambein Ling Qin and her survived this, then she must get Grandpa Chambein to teach her this move ¡ª it was just too goddamn beautiful. Evasion aside, Ling Qin¡¯s lethal attacks became even more unpredictable. His dagger flew through the air gracefully like he was dancing, and the mysterious rope being controlled by the fingers of his left hand was even more terrifying. Every single time the men saw the fingers of his left hand twitch, they couldn¡¯t help but back away. The men really couldn¡¯t be med for being fearful ¡ª out of the three men Ling Qin had killed, two had died because of this thin rope. They hadn¡¯t been observant enough and had let the rope loop around their necks, and with just a quick twist, their heads had been severed from their necks, blood spewing everywhere. That just went to show how sharp that rope truly was, andbined with how hard it was to see ¨C appearing and disappearing without any warning ¨C how could they not fear it? Ling Lan watched it with greedy eyes. This was undoubtedly a most subtle killing tool. Who knew that such an unassuming thin rope looped around Ling Qin¡¯s wrist would be so terrifying? Ling Lan decided that she must ask about the origins of this ropeter, and if possible, she wanted one of her own. Today¡¯s experience taught her that the world she was living in was truly dangerous. She needed to work much harder to improve her own capabilities and diversify the weapons and tools she could use ¡ª both were equally important. Still, although Ling Qin¡¯s feat in killing three of the men could partly be attributed to his strange choice of weapon and his own individual strength, arge part was still due to sheer luck. Certainly, the first person he killed was a result of his careful nning, but the following two were just opportunities presented through the opponent¡¯s own mistakes. If the team leader had not moved to abandon his own team member, the other members wouldn¡¯t have been so afraid of bing the next sacrifice, all choosing to withdraw to protect themselves instead of focusing on attacking. In that case, then Ling Qin wouldn¡¯t have been able to kill two more men in the chaos, turning the tables around. All that can be said was that the opponent¡¯s team had an idiot in it ¡ª and most unfortunately, this idiot was the team leader with the authority to decide whether they lived or died. Luckily, this idiot was not an idiot to the extreme, deciding to change his orders in time. The remaining four men quickly arranged themselves into the formation of an inverted trapezoid, cooperating with each other to coordinate their attacks and defense as they faced the aggressive Ling Qin who was rushing towards his fourth intended victim. The tips of four particle-beam guns lit up, spewing out countless particle beams in Ling Qin¡¯s direction, blinding the eyes of all observers, including the two mecha pilots closely watching the proceedings here. "Head, why don¡¯t those idiots fire the cannons?" One of the mecha pilots wondered out loud. He rubbed at his blurry eyes ¡ª the disy screen on the mecha ryed what was happening live, so his eyes would get tired from staring at it for too long He really just couldn¡¯t understand it ¡ª there had clearly been several really great opportunities tounch those cannons, but the men had just let those opportunities slip by, while the hover car just continued to hover there uselessly. The mecha operator called Head replied, "Who knows? All we need to do is do clean up. Only if those people fail, then it¡¯ll be up to us." "But the opponent has already sent out a signal re ¡ª reinforcements are sure to be on the way. If we don¡¯t resolve this matter soon, we may be discovered by the people heading here. Head, didn¡¯t you say that the superiors don¡¯t want our involvement to be revealed?" "That¡¯s right. If the superiors find out they botched this, we won¡¯t have a good time of it either. Oh, what the heck, let¡¯s just do it. I¡¯ll leave that annoying flea jumping around to you ¡ª make sure to get a headshot in one shot." After being reminded of the consequences by his subordinate, the operator called Head abruptly changed his mind and ordered his subordinate to eliminate Ling Qin quickly. "Got it, Head. Watch me as I take the stage." Finally, it was time for him to show off his skills. The mecha operator who had waited for so long was ecstatic. He controlled his mecha to swing about the huge long-range sniper rifle on its right shoulder, and then the 4-metre high mecha bent into a half kneeling position. Its metal left arm steadied the rifle, which had its sight aimed at the busily evading Ling Qin. The mecha¡¯s movements did not escape Ling Lan¡¯s notice. Ever since Chambein Ling Qin had begun fighting head on with those men, Ling Lan had been keeping an eye on the two mechas, wary of a sudden attack. Now, seeing one of the mechas getting ready to shoot long-range, she knew they were about to attack Grandpa Chambein, but she was not worried. Within this time, while Chambein Ling Qin had been fighting for his life, she had not been idle. After much calction and strategizing, she had finally found a way to handle the two mechas. It may not be the best n, but it was good enough to hinder and dy them. "Little Four, raise a hover car! And then calcte the trajectory of mecha A¡¯s attack." Ling Lan had randomlybelled the two mechas as mecha A and mecha B for ease of reference whenmunicating with Little Four. Following Ling Lan¡¯s order, one of the unmanned hover cars suddenly rose up from the ground, and not even a secondter, it was hovering 2 metres above the ground. Meanwhile, in front of Ling Lan, a map of mecha A¡¯s attack trajectory had appeared, with coordinates and height clearlybelled on it. "Move the hover car here," said Ling Lan decisively, pointing at a point nearest to the hover car. Before her words had faded, the hover car had already shifted into position under Little Four¡¯s control. "F*ck, what the hell? Actually blocking my line of attack." Resentfully, mecha A put down his sniper rifle. The operator was extremely displeased ¡ª that had been a prime opportunity to shoot, but it had been ruined by that errant hover car. That was probably unintentional, it just happened to move there." Mecha B also didn¡¯t know what was going on, but he still didn¡¯t hesitate to console mecha A, saying, "Don¡¯t mind it. Let me try this time." That said, mecha B started adjusting his own rifle¡¯s angle, aiming at Ling Qin who was still deep in battle with the four men. As for whether his shot would hit any of the men on the ground in the process ¡ª that was none of his concern. Chapter 50: Fighting For Time! Chapter 50: Fighting For Time! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Little Four, mecha B¡¯s attack trajectories," requested Ling Lan calmly, "and raise the second hover car." The more dangerous the situation, the more she needed to stay calm ¡ª Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s life depended on her. Ling Lan was endlessly grateful that she had the help of such a usefulpanion like Little Four. After Little Four had taken control of the threatening hover car, he had also notified Ling Lan that he had assumed control of the other two hover cars as well. This information was like a ray of light to the perturbed Ling Lan, giving her the precious inklings of an idea which might help Ling Qin and her hold on till backup arrived. Yet along with her relief, she also felt quite glum. For the first time ever, she truly recognised how weak she was still. Currently, she could only watch as a loved one she cared for fought for his life ¡ª if it weren¡¯t for Little Four, Grandpa Ling Qin would probably be bleeding all over the scene by now. As of this moment, Ling Lan did not notice that an intense need to grow stronger had taken seed and sprouted within her heart, and had started to grow secure roots. In the future, when she encountered difficulties and felt tired or lost, it would give her the will to carry on ... Little Four¡¯s actions were impable ¡ª not only did he manage to calcte and present all of mecha B¡¯s attack trajectories, he had also automatically shifted the second hover car to block off those trajectories. Little Four was a studious child ¡ª Ling Lan only had to order him once for him to remember her instructions. Thus, without needing to be told twice, he had already taken the initiative to do what Ling Lan wanted. "Little Four, well done." Even though she had never raised a child before, Ling Lan still knew that children loved to be praised. So, she was unstinting with her praise, causing Little Four to blush bright red, smiling so much till his eyes were all scrunched up into a line. ******** When the hover cars once again interfered with the attack trajectories, even a dumber person would have noticed that something wasn¡¯t right. "Not good! Something must have gone wrong." Mecha B lowered his rifle, expression serious. "Head, I remember that the people in those hover cars are all out. There¡¯s no one in those cars." Mecha A had also figured out the truth, remembering that the people who had initially been in those cars were now embroiled in battle with the opponent. "Not good, we¡¯ve been discovered." Thinking about how their attacks were being thwarted, mecha B felt cold sweat start pouring out from his pores. His every move was most likely already being monitored by the opponent. "Ah ... H-Head, what should we do?" Mecha A began panicking. If their identities had truly been exposed, then they would not be allowed to live. Although he didn¡¯t know who their direct superior was, from the little that he had gleaned from Head¡¯s exnations, he knew that it was someone who had the power to move mountains and part oceans. Eliminating them would be like squishing ants to someone like that. "Shoot down those two hover cars," bit out mecha B ruthlessly. If they pulled back now, they still wouldn¡¯t be weed back; they might as well take a gamble, and perhaps achieve something that might work in their favour. "Alright, Head." Mecha A was too afraid not to listen. He once again lifted his sniper rifle to aim at one of the hover cars. ******** "Little Four,e back quick." Ling Lan saw the opponent raise his rifle and just knew that they weren¡¯t about to just roll over. She was worried for Little Four¡¯s safety, and so quickly urged him toe back. Of course, Ling Lan felt a little regretful ¡ª she had actually intended to send a warning to the opponent with the hover cars, letting them know that they were being monitored, and hope that they¡¯d choose to retreat out of wariness. Unexpectedly, the n didn¡¯t work; looks like the opponent was a relentless character, who would fight till the very end. In that case,e on then! Ling Lan clenched her fists, determination writ all over her face. "Little Four, move thest hover car into a position which can block the attacks of both mechas." Before Ling Lan¡¯s words had faded, two loud collisions could be heard: "Boom!""Boom!" The two sounds were almost simultaneous. As expected, the opponent had pressed on their triggers, hitting the two hover cars at the front. However, these hover cars had been modified and were extremely solid ¡ª although there was a huge gouge in the car¡¯s body as a result from the rifle shot, where one side had even bent inwards, the internal circuitry was still intact, so the hover car was still able to stay airborne. "That¡¯s great, these modified cars are really pretty solid." Ling Lan looked at the hover cars still holding on in the air, protecting Ling Qin, and her heart rejoiced. At first, she had still been worried that the hover cars would not be strong enough, that they would be destroyed in one hit, but now it looked like they would still be able to buy them some time. Considering the time when Chambein Ling Qin had released the signal re, Ling Lan knew that if they could just hold on for another three to four minutes, assistance might make it here. Hover cars, you need to stay strong and hold on ... Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but pray. ******** "F*ck, who made these hover cars to be so solid?" mecha B couldn¡¯t resist swearing. He turned his head and continued to order, "Don¡¯t ck off, continue to shoot. We must bring down those cars as soon as possible." "Yes, Head!" replied mecha A as he pressed down on his trigger furiously. Boom! Boom! Boom! The sniper rifles shot round after round, and on one particr round, a crack finally appeared on one of the hover cars, and continued to spread until the car was a broken mess ... BOOM! One of the hover cars was hit once more, and this time, it finally gave up the ghost and became a ming fireball, zing brightly as it fell to the ground. In swift session, the other hover car took another couple of hits and exploded as well, joining its partner in a fiery death on the ground below. "Hells, why is there another car? When did it move there?" Mecha B finally managed to eliminate the hover cars blocking his line of sight, but just as he was about to rx and start aiming for Ling Qin, he found that he could no longer see Ling Qin once more. And the reason was another hover car that had appeared near Ling Qin. And unlike the first two which were empty, this car had people in it. The people inside looked at the other two hover cars which had been shot down in mes, and understood what their fate would be as well. In panic, they beat at the doors and windows of the car, but unfortunately, the doors and windows of the hover car had already been sealed up tight by Little Four. There was no way they could get them to open. Naturally, they had thought about smashing the windows open, but unfortunately the cars had been too thoroughly modified ¡ª even the enhanced sniper rifles on the mechas could only destroy the cars after over ten hits, what could they do with only their fists? Meanwhile, as this was happening, Ling Qin had killed off another two men, leaving only one squad member and the team leader hiding right at the back. Ling Lan was very nervous. She hoped that this final hover car would be able to withstand the remaining attacks until Chambein Ling Qin managed to get rid of the final two men. At that time, even if there was nothing else to block the mechas¡¯ trajectory, Ling Qin should be able to utilise the geographical features of thend to find somewhere else to hide, such as another group of shrubs. Suddenly, the hover car reversed, and its two sma cannons fired, and the sma beams rose swiftly through the air. Ling Lan was greatly startled by this. "Little Four, what¡¯s going on?!" Little Four replied instantly, "Hehe, I didn¡¯t waste any time just now, and finally figured out the artificial intelligence systems of this world. I had not expected you humans to have managed to use this sort of mathematical means to create artificial intelligences which resemble us ¡ª of course, this resemnce is minor though, since those A.I.s are still worlds apart from us ..." Little Four was very smug, a proud smirk on his face as he praised his own individuality. A vein popped out on Ling Lan¡¯s forehead, and she raged, "Get to the point!" Hells, does this brat know what kind of situation they were in? Wasting time bbering on ... "I¡¯ve designed two small artificial systems, and have already imnted them onto the navigation system of the sma cannons." Little Four pouted, throwing out these words sulkily before turning to face away from Ling Lan. Fine, looks like this rascal child had gotten into another of his moods again. Chapter 51: Super Homing Projectiles? Chapter 51: Super Homing Projectiles? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan was not oblivious to Little Four¡¯s little tantrum, but her attention was entirely absorbed by Little Four¡¯s words. Those sma bolts had beenunched in the direction of the two mechas, but the range of sma cannons were notably short, meaning that it was highly unlikely for those missiles to hit the mechas, unless ... It wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan hadn¡¯t considered using the sma cannons on the hover car, but the information she had obtained from Little Four regarding the sma cannons had dissuaded her. sma cannons had both a distinct advantage and a distinct disadvantage ¡ª typically, its disadvantage could be ignored as long as its advantage was utilised to its maximum effect. Unfortunately, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t do that right now. The sma cannon¡¯s advantage was its high attack power, and the likelihood of its projectiles exploding upon impact. This meant that it would cause a certain amount of area-of-effect damage, having a high destructive power against its surroundings. Ling Lan didn¡¯t dare to fire the sma cannons to help Chambein Ling Qin kill the assassins because she was afraid that any mistake may end up in tragedy ¡ª where she identally killed Ling Qin instead of the assassins. Of course, she had also considered using the cannons to deal with the two mechas in the distance ¡ª but the disadvantage of the sma cannon was its short range. It was likely that the bolts would only fly half the distance before running out of speed and falling to the ground to explode harmlessly. These two characteristics of the sma cannons tied Ling Lan¡¯s hands. Though of course Ling Lan was already mentally prepared to let Little Four fire the cannons anyway if Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s life was truly threatened by the assassins. By now, Ling Lan had gotten a vague sense of what Little Four had been trying to say. She believed that Little Four wouldn¡¯t do something pointless ¡ª since he had dared to fire the sma cannons, he must have found a way to ovee its weakness. Perhaps those two minor A.I.s he had mentioned would bring about some effect to solve the problem ... If that was so, then Little Four was truly brilliant. Ling Lan¡¯s spirits soared. Little Four clearly sensed the change in Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts, and although he still had his back to Ling Lan, his butt started wriggling around, as if delighted by Ling Lan¡¯s newfound cheer. Ling Lan noticed Little Four¡¯s reaction, and knew that she must have guessed correctly. As such, she quickly praised, "Little Four, you¡¯re really the best Little Four." After spending so many years with Little Four, Ling Lan had already be familiar with all his quirks, and knew very well how much he loved praise. With just this simple phrase, she managed to make Little Four so happy that his eyes twinkled,pletely forgetting that he had just been angry at Ling Lan. Little Four pranced back to Ling Lan¡¯s side, patting his little chest as he said confidently, "Rx, Boss, leave the two mecha to me. Hehe, there are still two shots in the sma cannons ¡ª let me immediately install this little A.I. to affect them as well. That way, even if the attack this time is avoided, we can still continue attacking." Little Four¡¯s words slightly reassured Ling Lan. As long as they could distract the two mechas, Chambein Ling Qin would have even more time to handle those assassins, greatly raising the odds of his safety. Still, Ling Lan cautioned Little Four not to fire thosest two sma bolts unless absolutely necessary ¡ª at times, the threat of an attack was much more valuable than an actual attack. Ling Lan knew very well that although sma bolts had a lot of destructive power, that was only against people with basic protective gear. Against those mechas which wereposed from super titanium alloys, unless the missiles hit a defensive weak point, such as the mecha¡¯s cockpit (though the sma bolts would still not be able to breach the cockpit, its attack would shake the surroundings violently, possibly harming the pilot within it), they would be rather ineffective. On the opponent¡¯s side, as Ling Lan expected, mecha A and mecha B had not given up. They wasted no time in preparing to shoot down that final hover car. To their surprise however, before they could fire their own sniper rifles, the hover car had turned towards them andunched its own sma cannons in their direction. Mecha A couldn¡¯t hide the scorn in his voice as he mocked, "Tsk, does he really think he¡¯ll hit us with that?" Within the Federation, aside from greenhorns, everyone else knew the characteristics of sma cannons. Firepower was its advantage, while range was its fatal w. The only reasons it hadn¡¯t been dismissedpletely by the Federation were that its production cost was cheap and that it was still viable in a close-range battle, leading it to remain as one of the staple weapons of the federal military. That said, sma cannons were only a real threat to normal soldiers. They were really ineffective against mecha operators like them ¡ª even if they were hit, besides the possibility of being pushed around a bit by the shockwave, the missiles would do nothing to them. Mecha B thought the same as mecha A, dismissive of the harm the sma bolts could do to them. The bolts might not even hit them to begin with! Impatiently, he said, "Ignore those two junks, just focus on shooting down that hover car. We don¡¯t have much time left." By his estimations, they only had two minutes left at most ¡ª they had no more time to waste. "Yes!" Mecha A didn¡¯t dare to say anything more, putting all his focus into pulling on his trigger to attack that bothersome hover car. But he hadn¡¯t managed to shoot that many times when he heard his mecha¡¯s systems issuing a strong warning, "Caution! Caution! Attack detected, we have been targeted! Impact in 9, 8, 7 ..." On the screen, a lighted dot representing the attack source was closing the distance fast and looked like it was about to hit them very soon. "F*ck!" Mecha A only had time to curse briefly, before having to move his mecha into evasion manoeuvres. At the same time, mecha B had also started busily dodging. "Isn¡¯t it just a sma cannon? What the hell is going on?" As mecha B dodged, the attack source drew closer, and he could clearly see from his screen that the attacks were the two sma bolts they had dismissed earlier. Of course, one of the bolts was targeting him. Mecha Apleted an almost perfect 90 degree turn, thinking that he would be able to evade the boltpletely by doing so. However, he immediately found that the bolt actually turned with him, causing him to shout out in rm, "It¡¯s following me! Goddammit, what the hell is this?!" Did sma bolts have this tracking ability? And was their range this long? Mecha A felt his world view tilting on its axis ¡ª how could such an unbelievable thing happen? Mecha B naturally noticed this as well. His evasion movements were even more extravagant than mecha A¡¯s, even involving irregr sh evasion (a lower level version of freeform sh evasion). Logically, he should have been able to dodge any number of sma bolts this way. But now, no matter how he dodged, that one sma bolt dogged his every move, unlike regr sma bolts which would have fallen to the ground and exploded by now. "These are definitely not regr sma bolts!" The experienced mecha B concluded. "These must be modified homing projectiles ¡ª make sure you don¡¯t get hit by them, or else you¡¯ll be dead!" Mecha B decisively identified the projectiles as homing projectiles that had been modified to look like sma bolts. Despite appearances, they were sure to be the much more expensive and powerful super homing projectiles which were a nightmare to low level mecha pilots. Super homing projectiles were a type of artillery which had high destructive power and was equipped with tracking ability. Its power was not something a minor sma bolt couldpare with ¡ª if it hit, a normal standardized mecha would most likely be smashed into a pulp, although some higher level mechas might still be able to withstand its attacks. It had been feared by mecha pilots everywhere ever since it was first created, and was now considered one of the most troublesome artillery by mecha pilots. Another nickname it had was ¡®newbie killer¡¯. This was because the homing projectiles had very formidable tracking ¡ª once it locked onto a target, it was useless no matter how the mecha operator tried to outmanoeuvre it. Of course, this was with the exception of high level operators who could pull off highly advanced manoeuvres which utilised the operator¡¯s surroundings, causing the missile to blow up by hitting something else. However, this skill was not something the average mecha operator could handle, and so the homing projectile was considered one of the most hated weaponry among the low level mecha pilots. Many newbies often had their wings clipped because of this projectile, which was how it had gained its nickname. Thus, when mecha A and mecha B began suspecting that these bolts after them could be homing projectiles, they no longer had any thought to spare for the hover cars. Now, they only had one goal ¡ª find a way to dodge these tracking missiles stuck to them. There was no helping it ¡ª if it was before, they wouldn¡¯t have been so concerned. This time, in order to hide their identity, they had been givenmon standardised mecha to operate, which were incapable of withstanding a hit from a homing projectile. On Ling Lan¡¯s side, she watched in puzzlement as the two mechas jumped around dramatically to avoid the sma bolts. After all, even if the bolts hit, as long as they didn¡¯t hit the cockpit, the effect would be negligible ¡ª why were those two mechas so flustered? Ling Lan had no idea that Little Four¡¯s modifications had inadvertently caused the opponent to mistake the bolts for the terrifying homing projectiles, causing them to react ordingly out of caution. It should be said that the heavens were truly watching over Ling Lan, helping her to resolve her greatest threat at this crucial moment. "Yay!" Watching how his modified sma bolts were forcing the two mechas to run around in circles, Little Four raised his hand up in a victory pose. There was a hint of a smile on Ling Lan¡¯s lips, and she was no longer as tense as before. She had be much more rxed since the most pressing problem had been resolved. "Little Four, this time it¡¯s all thanks to you." Ling Lan¡¯s thanks was heartfelt ¡ª if it weren¡¯t for Little Four, Chambein Ling Qin might have been in real danger. And now, Chambein Ling Qin had even more time to make sure he could finish off the final two opponents before him. "Boss, why are you thanking me? Aren¡¯t I your follower? It¡¯s a follower¡¯s duty to help their boss." Little Four was puzzled. Didn¡¯t the novel he read say that it was the unquestionable duty of a follower to back up his boss in all things, no matter if it was to take the fall for a crime or just to help relieve their worries? Additionally, he found that he loved the intensity of battle. Looking at the bolts he reprogrammed chase the opponent¡¯s mechas all over the ce, his mood was exceptionally well. Little Four had the vague feeling that he was born to do this ¡ª although he hadn¡¯t been unhappy helping Ling Lan to earn money in the past few years, the present intensity here truly made his blood boil. Right then and there, Little Four made a decision. In future, he must look for more opportunities for his boss to encounter battle. Dammit, it was just too exhrating. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Edits on weaponry have been made to this chapter and previous chapters based on reader feedback. The original raws say that the hover car hasser cannons on it, but the battle descriptions are not in line with aser weapon. The trantion team considered using ser-guided cannon¡¯ instead, but that didn¡¯t seem quite right either because the homing function was a modification by Little Four and not an original function of the cannon. As such, ¡¯sma cannon¡¯ is not a direct trantion but our best attempt to reconcile the logic of the situation. The sma fired by the cannons have substance, and Little Four modified them to be ¡¯homing sma¡¯ (see ¡¯homingsers¡¯ on TV-tropes), which fooled the enemy into thinking they are disguised homing projectiles. Chapter 52: A Genius among Geniuses! Chapter 52: A Genius among Geniuses! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At this moment, Ling Lan would never have guessed that this fight had captured the interest of Little Four, and under his cajoling persuasion, she would be set upon a path directly opposed to her original n, moving further away from a stable and peaceful life to a life full of bloody carnage ... Blissfully unaware of the difficult battles toe in her future, Ling Lan patiently waited for Ling Qin to defeat the final enemy. Ling Lan was very cautious ¡ª before she could be sure it was safe, she had kept a tight lid on her presence. Although she had learnt somebat skills and had survived the primordial forest, this was still not enough for her to go up against these experienced killers. Furthermore, it was possible that far away from here, somewhere out of Little Four¡¯s radar, stronger mecha were lying in wait, just waiting for her to reveal herself. Ling Lan did not believe that she was a victor in life, who could exude dominance with just a shake of her body, and easily cut through all mouring enemies as if they were experience fodder. She was also not the type of female main character who was loved by everyone around her, who would have flowers blooming in her presence (it wasn¡¯t like she could be a female main character right now anyway), who ¡ª when in a difficult situation ¡ª would have a prince charminge riding to her rescue ... Right then, Little Four suddenly eximed in shock, causing Ling Lan¡¯s heart to jump into her throat again. "What¡¯s going on, Little Four?" Little Four did not answer, but moved the disy screen he was looking at in front of her. On the screen, the two mecha that were busily evading were suddenly surrounded by three different groups of people. The first group, which was also the most aggressive looking group, had the fewest people. They consisted of only four mecha, but exuded a heavy aura,pletely overpowering the other groups in terms of sheer presence. Their mecha had strange outer appearances, clearly shorter than the other mecha by a head, about 50 to 60 cm, but their torsos and limbs were obviously thicker and bulkier. The joints of the four limbs, in particr, were so thick that theycked all sense of grace and beauty. But it was precisely this sort of rough and unsophisticated mecha which could strike fear into people¡¯s hearts, mounting pressure on their opponents. These mecha had clearly undergone reinforcement procedures for all their parts. Whether it be in terms of weapon weight load or meleebat, these mecha would perform better than other humanoid standard mecha. At a nce, one could tell they were killing machines, and their body paint emphasised this ¡ª they were not painted in Federation white, but rather in a dark understated crimson, which just added to the overall aggression and bloodlust the mecha exuded. Clearly, these four mecha had rushed over here after a fight, as there were still the signs of battle on their bodies. They were indeed 413¡¯s squad. Just as they had been struggling to find Ling Lan, fruitlessly and helplessly, Ling Qin¡¯s signal re had given them direction, and they had finally managed to catch up. The second group was a troop of six mecha. Their appearance was very simr to Federation regtion mecha, only bearing some slight adjustments. Instead of the uniform bright white, they were a mix of white and blue. Anyone with an understanding of the Federation¡¯s mecha would know that these mecha were captain-level mecha, which were one level above the standard mecha. It looked like this troop was from the federal military. And the final group was a troop of five,mon standard mecha, though painted in a dark grey colour denoting that they were private forces. The Federation had an agreement with the elite families, permitting the families to have their own private forces, but their mecha could only be the most basic standard mecha, and the colour of those mecha must be dark grey. The only way to distinguish between the mecha of differing private forces was the logo painted on the chest te of the mecha. The logos on the chest tes of this troop of mecha was the Ling family¡¯s ¡ª a zing fire phoenix, eye-catching and vibrant. This troop was the Ling family loyalists, the mecha troop responsible for Ling Lan¡¯s safety. The fire phoenix was one of the spiritual totems of the ancient Chinese people, and the Ling family personally believed that they were the descendants of the god-beast fire phoenix. Hence, they had naturally selected the fire phoenix as their family crest. When Ling Lan had found out the origin story behind her family crest, she had almost been unable to stop herself from bursting out inughter. Who¡¯d have guessed that ten thousand yearster, in such a technologically advanced era, such unfounded myths and legends would still be around? All she could say was that humanity¡¯s love and obsession with the concept of god was just bone-deep. Of course, it was only called the fire phoenix within the Chinese Federation and its allied countries; in the neutral countries or the enemy nations, it was often referred to as the ¡¯undead bird¡¯, and ever since Ling Lan¡¯s father Ling Xiao had be a god-ss operator, it had degenerated into being called ¡¯that dead bird¡¯¡ª you could just see how deep the enemy¡¯s hatred ran. The three groups saw each other almost simultaneously and raised their respective guards immediately. However, the Ling family troops drew closer to the Federation troops, seemingly intent on allying themselves with them to oppose the other team, the one with the four fearsome looking mecha. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but frown, asking Little Four, "Little Four, could you zoom in closer, and hack theirmunications?" "Zooming in is fine, but I can¡¯t hack theirmunications. Your current spiritual power cannot support such long-distance hacking." Little Four¡¯s words contained a tinge of contempt, andbined with the stink eye Little Four was giving her, there was only one conclusion ¡ª she was being looked down upon by Little Four. Ever since Ling Lan had found out that her body may be ravaged by her spiritual power if it was too much for her body to handle, Ling Lan had been very wary of her spiritual power. She had not forgotten the daily suffering she had gone through in her previous life because of it. That¡¯s why, in this life, Ling Lan did not dare to cultivate her spiritual power on her own, fearful that she would overdo it and end up causing irreparable harm to her body. As such, no matter how much Little Four wheedled, Ling Lan had never used her honour points to redeem anything rted to spiritual power training within her mind-space. Still, even so, at six years old, Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power was already at the peak of tier-4 ¡ª with just the right push, she would naturally break past the tier-4 barrier to enter tier-5. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s impressive three tier increase in spiritual power since birth was not really because of her talent in spiritual power, or because it grew too fast ¡ª from the beginning, Little Four had sealed up two tiers of Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power. But now, as Ling Lan¡¯s physical body slowly developed and grew stronger, Little Four had gradually unravelled the seal around her spiritual power. The potential problem of her overwhelming spiritual power was so quickly resolved due to Ling Lan¡¯s diligence in practising her Qi exercises. In truth, Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power at birth was actually tier-4. The information Lan Luofeng, Ling Qin, and the military had received was actually fake, a result of maniption by Little Four. It was for this reason that, back during Ling Lan¡¯s newborn assessment, the assessment device had started screeching in warning. The assessment devices for public use were only able to withstand up to tier-3 spiritual power, military-use assessment devices excluded. Why did the public-use assessment devices have such a setting? That was because without special care, any child with tier-4 spiritual power would certainly die within the womb, body copsing under the weight of its spiritual power. It was impossible for a child with tier-4 spiritual power to be born naturally without advanced technological support. Of course, Ling Lan was able to grow well enough in Lan Luofeng¡¯s body, primarily due to Little Four¡¯s assistance ¡ª as mentioned, Little Four had sealed away the excess spiritual power. However, both sess and failure were two sides of the same coin ¡ª when Little Four discovered the capabilities of the assessment device to measure spiritual power, he had released all of Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power out of curiosity, wanting to know how high Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power was. Unexpectedly, this almost ended in disaster, almost blowing up the device. If it weren¡¯t for Little Four¡¯s fast reflexes, quickly resealing Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power back to tier-2, the results would have been catastrophic. Frankly, Ling Lan¡¯s body at birth could bear up to tier-3 spiritual power, though her body would certainly be a little weakened. However, prioritising safety, Little Four had fixed Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power at tier-2. In any case, Ling Lan had not wasted these past six years. With the passage of time, Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power had grown till the peak of tier-4. It shouldn¡¯t be long now before all her efforts culminated and she naturally ascended to a mind-blowing tier-5 at her age. If the federal military ever found out that a six year old child had managed to achieve tier-5 when most grown men could not, they would certainly be floored. She was certain to be hailed as a genius among geniuses in terms of spiritual power. Chapter 53: The Ling Family Rescuers! Chapter 53: The Ling Family Rescuers! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr On the screen, that troop of four crimson mechas had immediately gotten into battle stances, but they did not make the first move. Instead, one of the mechas tried to initiatemunications via shouting. Unfortunately, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t hear anything from this distance ¡ª it made her have the sudden urge to rush into the learning space and redeem some spiritual power cultivation skills so that she could raise her spiritual power enough for Little Four to hack into theirmunication systems. Right at that moment, the frozen tableau of the three groups suddenly turned as one to face a particr direction. It turned out that the two mechas which had been evading Little Four¡¯s projectiles had inadvertently stumbled into the detection range of the three groups. The evading mecha B abruptly received an emergency warning from his mecha¡¯s systems. "Warning, enemy detected. Warning, enemy detected." Only then did mecha B notice that several red dots had appeared on his radar, and when he drew closer, fifteen mechas from three different forces were disyed on his screen. By now, their weapons had already been levelled against him, but weren¡¯t locked on just yet. "F*ck this, why are there so many mechas here? Wasn¡¯t it agreed that there would be no one else here?" Mecha B¡¯s entire chest felt cold, and his back was drenched with cold sweat ... could it be that this so-called mission was actually a trap? Mecha A had also noticed these mechas, and his face paled dramatically. He seemed to have the same suspicions. "Head, let¡¯s just run." Mecha B grit his teeth; he nced at the many mechas before him on his screen, and then nced at the two homing projectiles close behind them. Relying on his battle experience, he made a snap judgement. "Follow me closely. We¡¯ll just charge through." In this hopeless situation where they were facing a pincer attack, there was no room for them to retreat ¡ª only by charging forward might they have some hope of surviving. The two mechas did not stop, elerating instead as they rushed towards those mecha. Of course, as they moved, mecha B did not forget to open generalmunications to say, "Mecha squad 37 of the Seventh Division in the Third Army, please help us to eliminate the homing projectiles behind us ..." Mecha B knew that this lie would be easily seen through, but his objective was not really to fool them ¡ª he only needed them to hesitate and not open fire, so that he and his partner would have the one minute they needed to escape from their attack radius and leave for safety. If they were a little luckier, they may even be able to borrow the opponents¡¯ strength to get rid of the two projectiles sticking to them like gum. Sure enough, when the opponent heard the wordsing through the generalms channel, one of the squads lowered their particle-beam guns, while another squad lifted their weapons to train them on the air behind him and his partner. Only the four crimson mechas were still wary of them, facing them unwaveringly. Meanwhile, on Ling Lan¡¯s end, as she couldn¡¯t hack into the groups¡¯munications, she could only watch in confusion as the two enemy mecha flew like moths to a me towards the fifteen rescue mechas. She then saw the six mechas representing the military open fire first, however, they didn¡¯t do it to kill those two mechas, but helped them instead to destroy the two homing projectiles tracking them. Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed, and her expression turned grim. Could it be that this assassination attempt on her was sanctioned by the military? Was it because she had proved to be too outstanding by absorbing too much gene stimting agent, drawing the concern of the higher ranks of the military? No! Ling Lan immediately threw out that possibility. These past few years, although Ling Lan had been forbidden from going onto the inte due to her being underage, she was still aware of the information avable on the. Little Four had given her a detailed overview of her new world, letting her know that this present world she was in was a militant world. From birth, every person was prepped to be qualified military personnel, and among all the military positions, mecha operators were considered the cream of the crop ... The requirements to be a basic level operator were still rathermon, but the requirements to be an advanced operator were just too demanding. Especially with regards to physical fitness ¡ª that requirement could almost be called insane. Thus, the Federation greatly prized all children who had the possibility to be advanced operators, and all military branches and divisions were responsible to monitor and protect these children. They would never go after her for this reason. Excluding this possibility, then, as such a young child, who could she have offended? The Ling family members who had been chased out of Doha? They did not have the guts to do this ¨C if investigations found their hand behind this, the military would make sure that the Ling family would be utterly eradicated from within the Federation ¨C the Ling family could not take the risk. So, excluding herself, and also excluding the family, Ling Lan abruptly thought of the premium military benefits she had inherited. Before he died, her father Ling Xiao had been the youngest Major General in the Federation ¡ª could it have something to do with her father? Ling Lan felt that this was a likely possibility ¡ª perhaps when her father had still been serving in the military, he had inadvertently offended some people ... Only now did Ling Lan notice that she really didn¡¯t know much about her father Ling Xiao. She felt a little regretful ¡ª all these years, why hadn¡¯t she thought of asking Chambein Ling Qin and her other guardians about her father? Of course, Ling Lan knew that her father was the Federation¡¯s ... uh, no, the whole universe¡¯s coolest, handsomest, most young and impressive, most outstanding, most formidable yet gentle, and wless gentleman. (All the above was directly quoted from her mum Lan Luofeng, which led Ling Lan to conclude that a woman deeply in love was extremely blind. She would never say that out loud, of course, just letting this opinion stew within her, or else she would certainly be whisked away by her mum for a thorough spanking.) Pity the present Ling Lan, who only knew her father had been one of the youngest Major General¡¯s in the Federation, and that he had died in a chaotic death tunnel during the war with the Ferrand Empire. As for anything else regarding Ling Xiao, she knew nothing ... um, well, that¡¯s not quite true ¡ª she also had the extremely embarrassing and overblown description her mum Lan Luofeng had insisted on telling her. Ling Lan decided that when she returned safely this time, she would go find out more about her father and get to the bottom of things. She didn¡¯t want to have to be on her guard every day against hidden enemies ¡ª she liked having all the information within her hands so that she could chop off any trouble at its root. Although all these thoughts went swirling through Ling Lan¡¯s mind, it was actually a matter of a split second. Meanwhile, when the two enemy mechas had gotten close enough to the fifteen mechas, the four crimson mechas that had been still and silent till now suddenly sprang into action, doing something that stunned all the other operators. The four mechas had waited till the two enemy mechas were close to them before firmly pulling on their triggers. Countless high-temperature beams shot out from their guns, two mechas in a group, as they fired at the cockpits of the two enemy mechas. The cockpits could not handle the high temperatures of the particle beams and finally exploded, blowing up the mechas along with them, all of it raining down to the ground in a fall of debris. At that point, the military squad finally shook themselves out of their shock, and immediately raised their weapons agitatedly, aiming at the four crimson mechas. The situation was tense, and battle looked imminent. The mecha squad from the Ling family was cunning ¡ª knowing that this was not a matter which concerned them, they quietly snuck away as the other two groups faced off against one another. Right now, their top priority was to locate their Young Master Lan; everything else was none of their business. They soon found the right direction and sped off towards Ling Lan¡¯s location. At their current speed, it probably wouldn¡¯t even take one minute for them to arrive. Little Four cast a longing nce at those four extremely powerful crimson mechas, and then looked back at the hover car he was controlling with disdain. He hadpletely forgotten how excited he was when he had first obtained the hover car, and how grateful he was when he had discovered the sma cannons it was equipped with ... As expected,parisons should be avoided ¡ª the moment one learns how to differentiate between good and bad in terms of quality, then pickiness and disgust are sure to follow. This was a bad habit that no sentient being could avoid. Thirty-five secondster, two particle beams shot out towards Ling Qin at almost the same time, striking the final two opponents he had been struggling with. The two men, which included the team captain, died on the spot. Ling Qin exhaled deeply, slowly pulling back his attack stance to stand straight once more. With a smile on his face, he looked up at the sky and watched as five mechas appeared before him. The loyalists protecting Ling Lan were finally here; he could finally rx. As the tension eased from his stance, Ling Qin could feel the aches and pains in his body making themselves known. He knew that this was the result of drawing on histent reserves, but it was fine ¡ª the Ling family had a medicinal bath to repair this sort of damage. As long as he could rest for a couple of days, his body would recover. Of course, for Ling Qin, as long as Ling Lan was safe, even if his body was destroyed in the process, he would regret nothing. The five mechas slowly descended in front of Ling Qin, until they allnded soundly. Then, three of the mechas continued to maintain a vignt lookout, while the cockpits of the other two mechas opened up. The operators in those two mechas stood on a halyard and were lowered slowly to the ground. They were both dressed in a blue and white standard mecha operator uniform, with the Ling family fire phoenix logo emzoned on their chests, flickering in an almost lifelike manner under the sunlight as if it were about to take flight. The moment theynded, the two men hurried over to Ling Qin¡¯s side and removed their helmets. The one in the lead had a remorseful expression on his face as he said, "Elder Qin, sorry, our rescue waste." He was a hulking man, with a strong body and a strong face, with an honest and sincere expression. He was roughly thirty-four to thirty-five years old, and was very mature and reliable. Ling Qin was very dissatisfied with the slow response time of the Ling family mecha rescue team. In this period of time, if they hadn¡¯t been so lucky that the opponent¡¯s hover car hadn¡¯t fired its cannons ... although it still fired them in the end, the projectiles had seemed uncontrolled, flying wildly in some random direction, otherwise he would have been dead a thousand times over. And once he died, would Ling Lan ¨C this six year old child ¨C have had time to escape? Furiously, he said, "Ling Hua, what really happened? Why didn¡¯t you keep up with us?" The Ling family mecha squad was supposed to trail Ling Lan at all times, not allowing her out of their monitoring range. The Ling family had straightforward demands of the loyalists protecting the master ¡ª in cases of danger, they had to be on the scene within 10 seconds, unless it happened in a location where military force was forbidden, such as at the scout academies. But this time, the Ling family mecha squad had been dyed for a whole 5 minutes and more ¡ª this was something Ling Qin could not tolerate. Ling Hua did not argue, only saying with remorse, "Sorry, Elder Qin, it¡¯s our fault." Right then, the young man following Ling Hua spoke up, exining, "Elder Qin, we fell for the opponent¡¯s stratagem to lure us away ¡ª by the time we figured it out and rushed back, we had lost track of both you and Young Master Lan." "Ling Yu!" raged Ling Hua, as if unwilling to let Ling Yu exin. Perhaps he had decided that a mistake was a mistake, and that there was no excusing it. Chapter 54: Ling Lans Loyalists Chapter 54: Ling Lan¡¯s Loyalists Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr When Ling Qin heard what Ling Yu said, his attitude gentled considerably. Shaking his head, he sighed, "Oh you, why didn¡¯t you say anything and just take all the me on your shoulders? Youngster Hua, don¡¯t push yourself too hard. This time, you all still made it in time, otherwise my old bones would have been ended here today." Ling Hua had been raised single-handedly by Ling Qin, which was why Ling Qin was so harsh on him. The deeper the love, the greater the expectation ¡ª Ling Qin had very high expectations of Ling Hua, cultivating him as his sessor. It was his hope that after he passed away, Ling Hua would be able to take over his position and continue to protect the Ling family, Ling Lan, and her future children. Still, perhaps Ling Qin had been too harsh on him, causing Ling Hua¡¯s personality to be increasingly reserved, bottling everything up inside his heart. Even when he had been wrongfully used, he would still keep quiet, silently taking all the me. This time, Ling Hua reacted in the same way. Although Ling Yu had exined on his behalf, and Ling Qin did not continue to berate him, Ling Hua still couldn¡¯t get over his own inner guilt, saying, "Sorry, Teacher, I have disappointed you." Ling Hua¡¯s fierce eyes were filled with pain and self-remonstration ¡ª his carelessness and wrongful judgement this time had almost ended in disaster, causing him to feel extremely ashamed. Ling Yu felt that he could not let his team captain continue to me himself; the pressure upon his captain was just too intense. He looked around briefly, and saw no sign of Ling Lan. His expression changed drastically as he asked, "Elder Qin, what¡¯s going on? Where¡¯s Young Master Lan? Why don¡¯t I see Young Master Lan? Did something happen?" Ling Qin hurried to reassure him, "It¡¯s fine, it¡¯s fine, Young Master Lan is very well. He¡¯s just in hiding!" He turned his head to look at Ling Hua, chuckling, "Young Master Lan is ... very intelligent, and also very level-headed. I believe that he won¡¯t be any worse than any of the previous Ling family heads ¡ª you¡¯ll like him." Ling Qin¡¯s tone was full of pride ¡ª the rationality and calmness Ling Lan had disyed during moments of crisis was just too remarkable. Even Ling Lan¡¯s father Ling Xiao might not have done any better than Ling Lan at six years old. Although Ling Qin had jumped out of the car at the same time as Ling Lan, Ling Qin had still spared some attention to keep an eye on Ling Lan¡¯s actions, afraid that Ling Lan would make a mistake under pressure. Unexpectedly, Ling Lan¡¯s conduct had thrilled him immensely ¡ª be it choosing a piece of debris to hide behind in mid-air, or even the handling of hernding, everything had been almost perfect. In the end, it was Ling Qin¡¯s hiding spot that had been discovered instead, forcing him to battle just for the hope of survival. The more Ling Qin thought about it, the happier he became, and the smile on his face deepened ordingly. Perhaps grandparental love was a part of human nature, prompting elders in the family to take sce and fawn easily over their grandchildren and those of the same generation. Ling Qin selectively chose to forget that at six years old, Ling Xiao had already been thrown by his own father into the wilderness for survival training. In terms of resilience and keeping cool under pressure, Ling Xiao was certainly no weaker than the current Ling Lan. At Ling Qin¡¯s words, Ling Hua¡¯s raised brows revealed his astonishment, but his expression was quickly smoothed back into his usual calm mask as he asked, "Teacher, then where is Young Master Lan now?" Ling Qin signalled for them to walk with him. The three of them walked past several patches of shrubs and arrived at that wide expanse of t in, spreading out before them without a single hiding ce in sight. Looking out at this scene, the mature and reliable Ling Hua did not react in any way, patiently waiting for Chambein Ling Qin to exin. However, the young Ling Yu could not hold back his confusion, and asked, "Elder Qin, there¡¯s no ce for anyone to hide here. Why did you bring us here? To look at the scenery? What¡¯s so interesting about a plot of yellow soil? It would be better to find Young Master Lan instead, so that we can protect him better." Ling Yu¡¯s words implied that Chambein Ling Qin shouldn¡¯t fool around with them any longer, that finding Young Master Ling Lan was more important. Ling Qin red at Ling Yu irritably, and smacked him on the head, barking, "You rascal, am I that unreliable? Dammit, don¡¯t speak up if you know nothing. Disgraceful! Just keep following me and you¡¯ll see." Ling Qin continued to lead the two of them forward, muttering all the way, "Really, you¡¯ve been following after your team captain for around two to three years already, why haven¡¯t you learnt the least bit ofposure? Still so impatient ..." Ling Qin was somewhat puzzled ¡ª Ling Hua was so steady; after being in constant contact with him for these two to three years, Ling Yu¡¯s character should have settled down somewhat as well. Why was he still so restless? In the future, how would he take over Ling Hua¡¯s position to be the next mecha squad captain? Ling Yu pulled a long face behind Ling Qin¡¯s back, twitching his brows and eyes at his captain as if asking him ¡ª had Elder Qin always been so naggy like this? Ling Hua smiled wryly,municating with his eyes that Ling Yu should just bear with it ¡ª he himself was already used to this. Ling Qin finally arrived at the piece of debris Ling Lan had used to conceal herself, and he chuckled as he asked the two men beside him, "Do you sense anything?" Ling Hua looked at that piece of debris before them, and his eyes shed, thoughtfulness stealing over his face. Meanwhile, Ling Yu¡¯s face was full of bewilderment, seeminglypletely clueless about what Chambein Ling Qin meant. Before him was obviously a t piece ofnd ¡ª even if there was a small sheet of metal on top of it, it was still just a t piece ofnd. There was really no ce at all for someone to hide here, right? After all, could anyone be as thin as a piece of paper? Ling Hua squatted down and touched the sheet of metal. "Young Master Lan should be right below this, right? It is indeed a great hiding ce. Young Master Lan is very smart." At Ling Hua¡¯s words, Ling Qin¡¯s smile grew even wider, causing his rtively wrinkle-free face to crinkle up into a smile as vibrant as a blooming flower. "That¡¯s right, Young Master Lan is just below." Squatting down as well, he knocked gently on the metal sheet, saying, "Young Master Lan, it¡¯s safe now,e out quickly." The metal te remained motionless, as if no one was below it. But just as Ling Yu started to wonder if Chambein Ling Qin was going senile, misremembering the location, the metal te actually started to move. It twitched and then lifted up slightly, revealing a tiny gap between the te and the ground. Although the gap was really really narrow, Ling Yu could still clearly see the difference. He looked on with a face full of astonishment ¡ª who¡¯d have guessed that there was really someone hiding below? When Ling Lan saw that the person standing outside was really Ling Qin, she excitedly threw off the metal te on top of her, jumped out of the hole, and hugged Ling Qin tight. As she did so, her little body was actually trembling. Ling Qin sighed, and hugged Ling Lan in return. Although Ling Lan had reacted well under pressure, making all the right decisions, she was still just a child after all. That life and death situation must have really frightened her. Ling Hua and Ling Yu could now see the ground below the metal sheet, and so finally understood how Ling Lan had managed to hide herself under it. There was a deep man-shaped ditch in the ground, perfectly sized for Ling Lan¡¯s body. As such, the sheet would cover itpletely when Ling Lan was inside, and still remain parallel to the ground. This would lead outside observers to believe that it was just t ground, and utterly dismiss the metal sheet. Ling Hua looked at Ling Lan with aplex gaze. This ditch was most likely forcefully created by Ling Lan at the moment shended ¡ª this meant that their little master was not to be taken lightly, both in terms of strength and situational adaptability. No wonder Chambein Ling Qin was so pleased ¡ª with Ling Lan in the family, the Ling family would never fall. Still, due to her young age, she was unable to keep calm to the end yet, and was starting to show signs of aftershock now. Ling Lan seemed to takefort in Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s hug, and when she lifted her head once more, her face had regained its usual calmness, and her eyes no longer held the remnants of fear and shock that they had when he first saw her. Ling Hua nodded to himself. Their Young Master Lan¡¯s mental resilience seemed to be exceptional, and she seemed able to adjust her emotions well. As expected of a child who inherited their Master Ling Xiao¡¯s excellent genes ¡ª several yearster, she would certainly be able to be an ace operator, perhaps even a royal operator ... Ling Hua directed a friendly smile at Ling Lan ¡ª he wasn¡¯t good with words, and he also had no idea how to interact with a child, but he couldn¡¯t go wrong with a smile. Ling Lan nced at him curiously, and then tugged lightly on Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s sleeve, silently asking for Chambein Ling Qin to introduce these two men to her. Ling Qin pointed at Ling Hua and said, "He¡¯s called Ling Hua, a Ling family loyalist, captain of the Ling family mecha force, responsible for the master¡¯s safety when he is out working. This time, he¡¯s in charge of the squad guarding us in secret." And then he pointed at Ling Yu, who had been trying to pose as a big brother figure beside Ling Lan, and said, "This brat is called Ling Yu. He¡¯s a member of the force, Young Master Lan can just choose to ignore him." With Ling Yu¡¯s erratic behaviour, Ling Qin was afraid that Ling Lan would be infected by it after too much exposure, so it would be better to just separate them from the start. Ling Lan nodded at Ling Hua, and then asked Chambein Ling Qin, "Did something happen to the mecha squad, which is why they didn¡¯t manage to keep up with us?" Ling Yu sputtered in surprise, "Young Master Lan, how did you know we had encountered some trouble?" Ling Lan rolled her eyes at him, saying in contempt, "Why else would you all arrive sote?" Ling Hua¡¯s gaze brightened unnaturally, but he quickly lowered hisshes, shielding his thoughts. Ling Yu thought about it and couldn¡¯t help but agree ¡ª since the Ling family squad had not managed to arrive until thiste, it went without saying that they must have been lured away by the enemy or had been caught in a trap. Why was he so stupid? To the extent that he was being looked down upon by a six year old child. He could only rub at his nose in embarrassment and pretend that he could not feel Ling Lan¡¯s contempt as he replied seriously, "When we had just passed by Qiya City earlier and entered this wastnd, the captain was the first to notice a squad of mecha sneakily trailing Young Master Lan. To ensure the safety of Young Master Lan, the captain sent Ling Ze and two other men to draw away those mecha, while the captain and I continued to follow the both of you from far away. But soon enough, we had met up with another group of mecha which already had their weapons set up, who clearly intended to harm Young Master Lan. The captain and I could only open fire and draw way those mecha personally ... and then find a way to slip away." Reaching this point in his exnation, Ling Yu¡¯s expression was dark, "Later, the captain and I managed to regain contact, only to find that we had all been drawn far away from Young Master Lan,pletely losing any sign of Young Master Lan. We realised then that we had probably fallen for the enemy¡¯s stratagem of Luring the Tiger out of the Mountains. Thinking back on those mecha, they were better than us in terms of both numbers and equipment. It was still possible for the captain to escape, but at my level, I shouldn¡¯t have been able to escape, but I managed to ..." Ling Yu was very depressed. He bowed his head, deeply regretful that he had not noticed all this back then, almost causing trouble to befall the Ling family¡¯s only hope. If he had figured out the enemy¡¯s intention earlier, even if he had to fight to the death, he would still stick to Young Master Lan. Moreover, he would send out a signal re so that the other members would be able to rush to the rescue quicker. Ling Hua was also full of self-recrimination. This cockup was entirely his fault ¡ª if he hadn¡¯t made the wrong decision, Ling Lan and Ling Qin would never have been pushed into such a dire situation, almost losing their lives in battle. After Ling Lan had heard what Ling Yu had to say, her little face was grim. "This couldn¡¯t be helped. The enemy¡¯s ns were detailed and well-connected ¡ª even if you all had figured it out from the start and rushed over, it would probably have been useless anyway, and may even have forced the enemy to be even more vicious. Isn¡¯t everything just fine now? Everyone survived ¡ª that¡¯s a good thing, right? As long as we live, there¡¯s hope, and we can do what we want to do, no matter whether it¡¯s to protect or to seek revenge ..." Ling Lan sent a warning nce at Ling Yu. "I sure hope no Ling family member is a retard ..." She had noticed Ling Yu¡¯s yearning to die in battle, perhaps wanting to redeem himself in this manner out of self-me. However, this sort of retarded action was something Ling Lan despised ¡ª she would not allow her loyalists to be this kind of person. Although Ling Lan¡¯s words were a little blunt, Ling Qin was very satisfied. Ling Lan¡¯s words had been both gentle yet firm, managing to convey the authority of a master without involving baseless anger, full of understanding and mercy. With this, Ling Hua and Ling Yu should be able to truly recognise Ling Lan as their master. The Ling family loyalists ¡ª although generation after generation were dedicated to the Ling family head at the time, getting them to serve with their lives still required the head to earn their acknowledgement. This was the Ling family¡¯s way, a part of their rules and culture ¡ª ording to the old ancestor¡¯s will, if the current head could not get the proud family loyalists to submit, then he should have no business pursuing any grand ambitions. He should just stay at home obediently and focus on siring children, living out his idyllic life. The Ling family had set the submission of the loyalists as a trial of passage ¡ª sess meant that the head could go out into the world and pursue his ambitions, while failure meant the head should just give up his dreams and stay home, and protect the already established family assets. As expected, Ling Yu¡¯s face was full of emotion. His eyes were no longer downcast, but were shining brightly on his face. In this moment, he had truly be Ling Lan¡¯s loyalist and was no longer just a Ling family loyalist. Chapter 55: I Suspected It From the Very Beginning! Chapter 55: I Suspected It From the Very Beginning! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After regaining his good cheer, Ling Yu noticed Ling Lan staring curiously at the particle-beam handgun at his waist. Showing off, he pulled out the handgun and passed it to Ling Lan, saying, "You like it? This is a particle-beam handgun ¡ª although its firepower is no match for submachine guns, it¡¯s still more than enough to wipe out anyone not wearing a protective vest." Ling Lan¡¯s eyes sparkled as she epted the handgun, excitement clear on her face. She lowered her head and began studying the gun, as if curious about how the particle-beam gun was assembled. A smile yed on Ling Hua¡¯s lips. In this moment, Ling Lan had reverted to a regr child, full of curiosity towards something she had never seen before. Only Ling Qin looked strangely at Ling Lan ¡ª he knew that Ling Lan had long known about this sort of weapons, why did she want to feign enthusiasm? Still, he said nothing. He believed that Ling Lan must have her reasons for doing so, so he would wait patiently for the answer to be revealed at the end. Watching as Ling Lan fiddled around clumsily with the handgun, Ling Yu nervously reminded, "Don¡¯t flick off that safety. That¡¯s the switch ¡ª pressing it carelessly will cause problems." Ling Lan cast a reproachful look at Ling Yu, as if cross that he didn¡¯t trust her, but she was soon fully absorbed in ying around with the particle-beam handgun in her hands again. Not long after, after she had yed her fill, she seemed to lose interest, and just as she was about to return the gun to Ling Yu, she suddenly saw that the handgun on Ling Hua¡¯s waist was different than the one in her hands. With some confusion, she asked Ling Hua, "Why is your particle-beam handgun different from this one?" shaking the gun in her hand. Smiling widely, Ling Hua answered, "This is because the captain¡¯s designated weapons are different from the team members¡¯." "Oh? So that¡¯s why ... can I take a look at your handgun?" Ling Lan¡¯s eyes were full of curiosity, as if she really wanted to know what was special about the captain¡¯s handgun. With just a little hesitation, Ling Hua pulled out his particle-beam gun and handed it over to Ling Lan. Of course, he did not forget to caution, "Make sure you don¡¯t open the safety catch. This handgun is four to five times stronger than the regr particle-beam handguns, almost on par with submachine guns. Young Master Lan, take care." Ling Lan nodded obediently; she was not one to reject another¡¯s good intentions. epting the obviouslyrger handgun into her hands, she held the two guns up side by side inparison. They actually didn¡¯t look that much different from the outside; only the tail-end, which housed the energy storage unit, and the barrel were noticeably thicker andrger than those on the regr particle-beam handguns. Ling Lan yed around with the two guns in her hands for a bit, but just as Ling Hua and Ling Yu were about to ask for their guns back, Ling Lan¡¯s next move immediately caused their eyelids to twitch uncontrobly. They had never thought that their own Young Master Lan could be so shameless ¡ª she tantly put the two handguns directly into her protective vest, and even patted thepartments they were in with satisfaction after. That smug expression on her face told them loud and clear that the two particle-beam handguns were hers now, confiscated as part of her collection. Ling Huaughed helplessly, looking at Ling Qin in hopes that he could say something to convince Young Master Lan to give the guns back. After all, these were their standard weapons, a necessary part of their equipment. However, just as Ling Qin was nning to do just that, Ling Lan sent a pointed look his way, sharp and determined. His heart thudded in response, and he instantly changed his mind. Instead, he subtly indicated to Ling Hua that they should just let Young Master Lan satisfy her curiosity, and as for their weapons, they would be suitablypensated by Logistics when they got back to the Ling household. Ling Hua and Ling Yu could only pretend they hadn¡¯t seen anything, while Ling Lan smirked like the cat that ate the canary. Their small group quickly left the deserted ins and returned to the ce where Ling Hua and Ling Yu¡¯s mecha were parked. Ling Lan eyed those two gigantic mecha. Right now, standing proudly on the ground, looking down upon Ling Lan and the others, the mecha loomedrge before her, making her feel exceptionally weak and fragile. It would be so easy for these mecha to crush her. The rush of emotion was too great, causing the excitement to ze from her eyes as if she had just seen her most beloved toy. In reality, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t as crazy about mecha as she made herself look to be, however, the cool mecha that she had only seen in anime and manga in her previous world was now standing right in front of her as something real and tangible ... this made her feel as if she was in a dream, and for a moment, she was unsure whether she was still here or had gone back to her previous world. Thus, Ling Lan could no longer maintain her calm facade. "So this is our Ling family mecha? It looks so powerful." Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but exim. Ling Huaughed, thinking back on his first time ever seeing a mecha ¡ª his reaction then had been much like Ling Lan¡¯s now. Ling Yu became even more animated, boasting proudly, "Of course! But private mecha can only be this sort of standard mecha. If you enter the military, perhaps you can get even better mecha, and if you can be an ace operator, you can even change the colour of your mecha freely ... I really wish I could paint my mecha in my favourite colour red ..." "Stop dreaming. We won¡¯t even have the chance to upgrade to a captain level mecha." Ling Hua voiced his regrets for the first time. Every mecha operator would like to pilot the best mecha he could handle, and soar freely among the stars, cutting down all enemies before him, being able to dominate through fearlessness and sheer strength. Unfortunately, mecha were still considered restricted goods in the Federation. Even if some families had the right to own private mecha, all they could get were still the most basic standard mecha within the Federation. Having his dream shattered by his own captain, Ling Yu could only sigh. Bing a family loyalist meant that they could no longer pursue a military career. Ling Lan seemed oblivious to Ling Hua and Ling Yu¡¯s actions, walking up to the mecha in a daze. She reached out to touch anywhere she could reach, and her fingertips met a smooth coldness, just as she expected from a metallic outer casing. She wasn¡¯t content to just feel up one, running her hands over the other mecha as well. The slightly sleazy way she did it sent chills running through Ling Hua and Ling Yu as if they themselves were the ones who had been molested. It couldn¡¯t be helped ¡ª every mecha operator was very protective of his own mecha, loving it just as if it were his own body, which is why the two reacted this way. At that moment, a loud rumble could be hearding from above. Ling Lan lifted her head and immediately saw three mecha flying overhead in a radius of roughly 100 metres, each vigntly watching the direction it was responsible for. Ling Hua walked up to her and asked, "Young Master Lan, would you like to see how a mecha moves close up?" Ling Qin frowned slightly. Was it really appropriate to use mecha to entertain a child at this time? Their safety hadn¡¯t been guaranteed yet after all. Seeing this, Ling Hua exined, "The military group came together with us. They are guarding the outer perimeter right now, and we only managed to escape earlier due to their help." Ling Lan looked up at Ling Qin with a face full of hope, stopping Ling Qin¡¯s words of refusal within his throat. Fine, just consider it as a sort ofpensation. Ling Lan had almost lost her life this time, it should be fine to spoil her for a bit. So Ling Qin nodded, giving his approval. At this, Ling Lan saw Ling Hua winking at her conspiratorially, prompting her to giggle. Looks like Ling Hua really wanted to entertain her and had arranged this on purpose. Immediately, Ling Hua connected themunicator on his wrist. "Ling Ze, fly a bit lower so Young Master Lan can see how cool you all are. Make it a good show!" Ling Hua¡¯s words had a double meaning, subtly telling the other members that they shouldn¡¯t just do a simple sweep, but should include a few fancier moves ¡ª children loved those, after all. "Roger!" Ling Ze got the point instantly. The three mecha revved their engines and began flying circles above Ling Lan. And then they began executing various basic flying manoeuvers andbat moves, causing Ling Lan to drink it all in excitedly, pping and jumping unabashedly. After a set of extremely fancy movements, the three mecha suddenly dropped rapidly, causing Ling Lan to scream out in shock, beforeing to a sudden stop, drawingughter from Ling Lan once more. Watching this scene, Ling Qin felt tears gather in his eyes. Ling Lan¡¯s usually mature demeanour often made Ling Qin almost forget that Ling Lan was just a six year old child ¡ª it was natural for her to be this innocent and carefree. Sadly, due to Master Ling Xiao premature death, she had had no choice but to bear the mountainous burdens of the Ling family, which was why he had no choice but to force Ling Lan to grow up so quickly ... This was supposed to have been something her father would have shown her, but was now being performed for her by the Ling family loyalists. If only the mecha flying above were Ling Xiao¡¯s IN mecha ¡ª how wonderful that would be. The three mecha finally finished their performance and began their descent. To avoid shaking the ground too much, they activated the anti-gravity function of the engine. The mecha gradually descended, and the immense thrust energying from the engine caused Ling Lan, who was standing closest to the mecha, to lose her footing. Just as she was about to fall over, however, Ling Hua reacted and grabbed hold of Ling Lan, holding Ling Lan still even as he stabilized her. On Ling Lan¡¯s lowered face, a sh of killing intent came and went. Wasn¡¯t Ling Hua holding on just a bit too tightly? A cold awareness spread through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, and her hands, feet, waist, and torso all shifted slightly in preparation ... The mecha got closer and closer, and Ling Lan raised her head with difficulty. From Ling Hua¡¯s height, he could clearly see the expression on Ling Lan¡¯s face, full of excitement and joy,pletely clueless about what would happen to her soon. A trace of regret and hesitation shed through Ling Hua¡¯s eyes ... Right then, the three mecha which had justnded suddenly raised up their right arms simultaneously, directing their lightspeed guns squarely at Ling Lan. Before anyone could react, Ling Hua, who had been holding Ling Lan, suddenly lifted Ling Lan¡¯s entire body up and threw her upwards into the air with all his might ... Flying above Ling Hua¡¯s head, Ling Lan could clearly see Ling Qin rushing over from behind Ling Hua with a face full of fear and panic, while an enraged Ling Yu followed close behind. Unfortunately, it was toote, as two of the three mecha aiming at Ling Lan abruptly turned to transfer their aim to Ling Qin and Ling Yu ... Quicker than words could say, a decisive chokehold! Ling Lan¡¯s right arm shot out at an angle which defied human physics, forcibly bending to lock onto Ling Hua¡¯s throat, and pivoting on this chokehold, she pulled back her body backwards in mid-air to hide herself behind Ling Hua¡¯s back. At the same time, a particle-beam handgun had appeared in Ling Lan¡¯s left hand and then it was pressed harshly against Ling Hua¡¯s temple. "Don¡¯t move!" Ling Lan yelled out, freezing the three mecha in their tracks. If she had just been a bit slower, they would have pulled their triggers. Suddenly finding himself in a reversed hostage situation, Ling Hua¡¯s face changed. With a chagrined look, he asked, "Where did we mess up, Young Master Lan?" Ling Lan answered serenely, "From the very beginning." "Huh?" Ling Hua did not understand. "From the moment you all werete, I had begun suspecting all of you. And when you all managed to return without any injuries at all, I knew for sure." Ling Lan had never trusted the Ling family mecha squad from the very beginning. Chapter 56: Individual Plots Chapter 56: Individual Plots Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The two sides faced each other in a stalemate. Although the three mecha still had their lightspeed guns trained on Ling Lan¡¯s group of three, because Ling Lan had Ling Hua at her mercy, they didn¡¯t dare to really pull their triggers, afraid that Ling Lan would kill Ling Hua in response. On the other hand, although Ling Qin and Ling Yu really wanted to get closer to help Ling Lan control Ling Hua, the three mecha clearly knew that letting them gather together would be a bad idea, and had shot a few warning shots at their feet when they tried to move. This was a warning to not move recklessly, otherwise they would willingly choose to let everyone die altogether. Both sides had their own concerns, so both sides dared not to make the first move ... "Why?" This stalemate gave Ling Hua the time to voice the questions he held within his heart. "There is only one possibility why Ling family loyalists would bete to the rescue, and that is fighting to the death after being caught in an ambush ¡ª I¡¯m sure you understand." Ever since Ling Lan had been officially taught how to read, she had tantly started to go through all the old books and historical records preserved by the Ling family. Therefore, she was well aware of all the information pertaining to the training of the Ling family loyalists ¡ª a truly loyal Ling family loyalist would never choose to leave his master¡¯s side on his own. In a situation like what Ling Hua described, Ling family loyalists would only choose to fight the enemy till the death, and not run away. They would definitely never allow their master to leave their sight unless they all ended up dead. Hearing this, Ling Hua smiled coldly. "Don¡¯t you know that the Ling family has another family rule? If a new master would like the loyalists to defend him with their lives, he will have to first gain the acknowledgement of the loyalists. You think you¡¯ve done this, Young Master Lan?" His lips curled into a mocking smile. Ling Lan¡¯s baseless usations and suspicious nature were very likely to alienate others, leading to the eventual downfall of the Ling family. This proved that he hadn¡¯t made the wrong choice ¡ª it was just a pity he had failed. Ling Hua sighed, "Young Master Lan, this time, you were just lucky to stumble onto the truth." The goddess of luck had stood on Ling Lan¡¯s side today, while he was just unlucky. Still, he wasn¡¯t going to make things easy for Ling Lan. He continued to say, "However, you should really do something about your suspicious and distrustful nature ¡ª which family loyalist would be willing toy down their life for you with that personality? Perhaps he might be the very next person you suspect." Ling Hua¡¯s words caused both Ling Qin and Ling Yu¡¯s face to drain of colour. Ling Qin knew that Ling Hua was saying this just to sow the seeds of distrust within the Ling family loyalists, to prevent them from ever fully trusting in Ling Lan, making it so that Ling Lan would never be able to gain the acknowledgement of the Ling family loyalists ... while Ling Yu was worried about whether he was under Ling Lan¡¯s suspicion himself. Ling Lan had seen the change in both Ling Qin and Ling Yu¡¯s expressions ¡ª Little Four¡¯s full-scope coverage was very efficient. Nothing that happened on the scene would escape his detection, even small actions such as Ling Hua¡¯s surreptitious palming of a dagger from within his sleeve. Ling Lan silently put up her guard, even as her lips curled up in a cool smirk, "Lucky? If your mecha had had any signs of battle on it, perhaps I might have doubted my suspicions ... Unfortunately, you forgot to ount for the small details. You should havepared it with Ling Yu¡¯s mecha, and added on several scrapes caused by beam shots. Perhaps then your words would have been more believable ... Ah, I¡¯m really such an overly suspicious person." Slowly but surely, Ling Lan pointed out the mistakes Ling Hua had made in his setup. As Ling Qin heard her speak, his face became more and more wrought with emotion ¡ª so his Young Master Lan had already be so capable without his noticing ... Master Ling Xiao truly had a sessor now. A frisson of regret ran through Ling Qin¡¯s heart ¡ª oh, if only Young Master Lan was really a young master! Ling Yu finally realised that what he had assumed to be the childish whims of Young Master Lan, were actually full of hidden meaning. He looked at the small body clinging to Ling Hua¡¯s back, holding Ling Hua hostage, and his eyes glittered with a strange light. Young Master Lan was so level-headed and intelligent ¡ª as befitting her status as master. At only six years old, she was already so amazing, and it was likely that she would only grow up to be even more impressive. Awe and respect surged within Ling Yu ¡ª at this very moment, he truly recognised Ling Lan as the master he intended to serve, someone he would be willing to sacrifice his life for. "So, you were feeling up our mecha to check for the signs of battle." Ling Hua finally understood where he had gone wrong and was filled with regret. He couldn¡¯t believe that he had really been tricked by Ling Lan. He had thought that she was just a child, that no matter how smart she was, she wouldn¡¯t be able to see through his plot. Unexpectedly, Ling Lan was so freakishly talented that she had suspected everything from the start. Not only did he not manage to fool the other, but unknowingly, he had been drawn into the other¡¯s carefullyid plot. Frankly, Ling Lan hadn¡¯t been sure at first who was the traitor, which was why she had plotted to take away both Ling Hua and Ling Yu¡¯s particle-beam handguns so that she could guarantee Ling Qin¡¯s and her own safety. And then, she had faked an obsession for mecha so that she could get close enough to inspect the mecha. As she touched the outer shell of the mecha, she took the opportunity to check on the condition of the mecha, which helped her to determine the true culprit. Ling Hua chuckled bitterly. If only he had taken Ling Lan seriously from the start and treated her as an equal, he would never have let Ling Lan get close to his mecha. Then, she wouldn¡¯t have been able to discover his lie, and he wouldn¡¯t have ended up losing so terribly. "Didn¡¯t you consider that I could just be that much stronger? The captain must be better than the regr team members after all," asked Ling Hua stubbornly. Ling Lan was silent for a moment as she considered his point, but then replied regretfully, "Honestly, I would like to think that way as well. I really did not want to see the day the Ling family loyalists would betray the Ling family ¡ª betray me ... But, you forgot the most important thing, one of our Ling family¡¯s most important house rule." Ling Lan¡¯s voice was soft, but her words crashed into Ling Hua¡¯s ears like thunder, "While we still have strength, we are not to abandon our family. Ling Hua, it¡¯s true that the Ling family loyalists do not have to put their lives on the line before they have acknowledged the current family head. This is why I do not doubt Ling Yu¡¯s loyalty. There are clear signs of beam damage on his mecha, some close to piercing through his cockpit. This meant that he had almost died in his fight, that he had done all that he could ... " Hearing this, Ling Yu¡¯s heart warmed, and his eyes became damp instantly. "But you are different. Your mecha has no signs of damage at all, which meant that the situation was still well within your control. Although I have not gained your acknowledgement, I¡¯m still a member of the Ling family, still a member of your family ... but in that situation, you chose to abandon me. This behaviour ... what does it mean?" Ling Hua was rendered speechless. So, he had carelessly exposed his true thoughts so easily ¡ª he had taken the six year old Ling Lan much too lightly. Deep in his heart, regret swirled. If he had known that Ling Lan was this bright, he would have just carried on honestly with his duty to protect Ling Lan. If he had not fallen for that temptation, and chosen to take this risk, perhaps his children would still be able to receive the best upbringing from the Ling family in remembrance of his hard work ... "Young Master Lan, I¡¯m sorry. If I had only known you were such a bright child, I would not have epted another¡¯s offer to betray you. Sadly, it¡¯s toote. I will not ask for your forgiveness, but only hope that you won¡¯t take out your anger on my family and my children ¡ª everything is my own fault." Ling Hua exhaled a quiet breath, the regret in his eyes unconcealed as he spoke with an earnest expression. Emotionlessly, Ling Lan replied, "I never take out my anger on other people." "Thank you, Young Master Lan!" As Ling Hua¡¯s voice rang out, the stalemate broke in a blur of violence. Ling Hua grabbed Ling Lan¡¯s hand on his throat with his own left hand, even as he flicked his right hand upwards in a vicious thrust. The dagger in his hand was aiming for Ling Lan right wrist, which was holding the particle-beam handgun to his head. That was the greatest threat to him right now, and he needed to get rid of it while Ling Lan was still unprepared. But then, he felt a sh of heat course through his head, and all was empty ... he could no longer feel his right hand ¡ª had he missed? Why wasn¡¯t his left hand holding on to that little hand at his throat? And then he saw the scenery in his vision change, from the sight of three mecha to a sheet of endless blue ... and that was his final thought. "Captain!" A terrible wail rose up from among the three mecha. And then the three mecha pressed down on their triggers resolutely ... Ling Qin and Ling Yu made a frenzied jump towards Ling Lan, hoping desperately that they would be able to block Ling Lan from the beam attacks. Only Ling Lan was unmoved, staring steadily at the three mecha without even flinching. Ling Qin and Ling Yu shoved Ling Lan roughly onto the ground, and thenid their own bodies over hers to cover her from sightpletely, almost suffocating Ling Lan in the process. Impassively, Ling Lan said, "Grandpa Ling Qin, and you too Ling Yu ... you¡¯re ttening me, can you both get off me now?" Ling Qin barked, "Just stay still and hide yourself! Even if we die, you cannot die. You¡¯re our Ling family¡¯s only hope." Ling Yu nodded vigorously in agreement. "I¡¯m Young Master¡¯s loyalist. To die for you is my duty and honour." That said, he pressed down on Ling Lan¡¯s head once more, as if afraid that Ling Lan would be struck by some stray attack beam. Ling Yu was rather surprised that he could survive for so long under the collective attack of three beam guns, so long that he even had time to respond to Young Master Lan. Finally, Ling Lan could take it no longer. With a dramatic roll of her eyes, she said, "Don¡¯t you two notice that you aren¡¯t in any pain whatsoever?" Taken aback, Ling Qin abruptly realised that it was true ¡ª why wasn¡¯t there any pain? Could it be that his entire body had been blown to smithereens until his nerves were no longer there to feel pain? Of course, he knew this was impossible, so the only possible exnation was that the opponent had not attacked ... Ling Yu had also figured it out by this time. They turned back to look and saw the three mecha just standing there, still in their attack stances, unmoving as if they had been frozen in ce. But when they looked at the middle sections of the mecha, they immediately understood ¡ª somehow, sometime, the cockpits of the three mecha had disappeared, only leaving behind threerge holes. Not too far away from the mecha, the three cockpits could be seen slowly drifting downwards on parachutes, shing distress signals all the way. The three cockpits had obviously been set to space rescue mode ¡ª as long as no one opened the cockpits up to provide rescue from the outside, the people inside would not be able to open it. From the looks of it, the three cockpits had been automatically set to rescue mode by the mecha and summarily ejected, causing the pilots to be trapped like fish in a bowl. Seeing this, Ling Qin and Ling Yu were ecstatic. They quickly mbered off the ground, pulling Ling Lan up with them, and then Ling Yu ran over to check on the three cockpits to make sure the opponents were really trapped within. After all, the pilots still had weapons on them ¡ª this was not the time to take any chances. Meanwhile, Ling Qin had walked over to stand by Ling Hua¡¯s body, sadness written all over his face. Ling Hua was the sessor he had raised singlehandedly, outstanding in all respects. Whether in terms of ability or personal charisma, he was heads above all the others. All these years, as Ling Qin gradually released the reins, Ling Hua had taken on arger role and had gradually gained the trust of the other Ling family loyalists. Slowly but surely, he was being epted as the next leader of the Ling family loyalists. In Ling Qin¡¯s original ns, once Ling Hua had acknowledged Ling Lan, he would relinquish his role as the leader of the loyalists and pass it on officially to Ling Hua. He had believed that, as long as Ling Hua took good care of Ling Lan, the glory days of the Ling family would continue. So, even when he died, he would be able to face the previous two family heads proudly in the afterlife. He would never have guessed in a million years that the sessor he had chosen and raised so carefully would betray them, breaking his heart and chilling it in equal measure. Ling Hua, what in the world could have persuaded you to betray Ling Lan ¡ª to betray the Ling family? Could there possibly be someone else like you in the Ling family? Chapter 57: The Still Unresolved Fear of Heights! Chapter 57: The Still Unresolved Fear of Heights! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Little Four, this time is all thanks to you." With a face full of gratitude, Ling Lan looked at the smugly wriggling Little Four in the learning space. If it hadn¡¯t been for him, no matter how alert she was or how much she tried to prepare, the result would have been the same ¡ª the overwhelming strength of a weaponised mecha was not something her strategies could counter, meaning that they actually had no chance of winning. The reason Ling Lan had bbered on for so long with Ling Hua, was to buy time for Little Four to infiltrate the mecha¡¯s A.I. and wrest control. Although Little Four was like a god in the virtual world, the natural enemy of all A.I., the A.I. of the mecha was not like the low-level goods installed in the hover cars. For Little Four to gain control, he still needed to expend quite a bit of effort. Of course, after gaining this experience, it wouldn¡¯t take this long to hack intomon standard mecha next time, unless the mecha was of a higher level. Besides that, Ling Lan had also wanted to take the chance to reveal Ling Hua¡¯s true colours to Ling Qin and Ling Yu, as well asy out the reasons for calling him a traitor. She knew very well that if misunderstandings and grudges were not removed early, after festering to a certain extent, the consequences could be disastrous, and she had no intention of making such a low-level mistake. After examining the three cockpits, Ling Yu bounded back excitedly, and asked Ling Lan, "Young Master Lan, what should we do next?" Ling Yu had already acknowledged Ling Lan, fixating on her as his lifelong master, so his first instinct was to look to Ling Lan for instruction. "Contact home and ask them to send more people over. Bring these people back for interrogation, and find out who exactly is the one who is after me, and after the Ling n." Ling Lan had not forgotten about that locked-down hover car Little Four had parked at the wayside ¡ª perhaps the people inside knew something useful. "Yes, Young Master Lan!" If it wasn¡¯t for the fact that Young Master Lan was not yet sixteen years old, and as such not able to officially ept the position of family head, Ling Yu would have really liked to call her ¡¯Master¡¯. That¡¯s right, Ling Yu had already imprinted on Ling Lan for this life ¡ª so even if Master Ling Xiao came back to life, his loyalty would not change. Of course, the current Ling Yu did not know that he would really face this extremely difficult dilemma in the future ... With a heavy heart, Ling Qin walked back to stand by them. Even without looking at his heavy steps, Ling Lan knew that Ling Hua¡¯s death was a great blow to the old chambein who had served the Ling family for three generations. After all, within thesest six years, Ling Qin had spoken of Ling Hua¡¯s excellence more than once with unreserved pride. Yet, it was this same person that he had been so proud of that had betrayed the Ling family, betrayed him ... this caused Ling Qin to lose faith his own judgement. Frankly, Ling Lan¡¯s ready suspicion of Ling Hua had a lot to do with Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s constant mentions of Ling Hua around her. Because, ording to Ling Qin, Ling Hua was just too outstanding ¡ª so outstanding that it was impossible for him tomit such a low-level mistake and dy rescue. So really, a person should never stand out too much. Doing so would make people remember you, so whenever you decide to drag your feet to cause a bit of mischief, the jarring difference between your performance then and now would easily expose your intentions. If Ling Hua ever found out that this was the reason behind his failure, he would probably deeply regret how brilliantly he had shone before this day. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know what she could say to console the sad old man before her. She had never been good at consoling others. That was why she had decided to always face her loved ones with a smile in her previous life, just so her parents wouldn¡¯t worry. Still, history had proven that this method of hers was useless. Although her parents would keep smiling in front of her, they would always cryter in ces where she couldn¡¯t see ¡ª but her ears were sharp, so she had still heard it all. (Due to her high spiritual power, her five senses were also N-times more sensitive than an average person¡¯s.) Ling Lan believed that for someone to forget their grief, that person should be kept busy. Wasn¡¯t it said that time was the best medicine? She was sure she had read it in a book somewhere ... In any case, regardless of whether it works, she would just go ahead and use it for now. She lifted her hands to sp Ling Qin¡¯s hands in hers, and asked, "The hover car is gone. How are we going to get to school?" Well, alright, so Ling Lan hadn¡¯t forgotten the purpose of their trip today. Today was the first day of school for her ¡ª Ling Lan didn¡¯t want to be that one student who waste on the first day and be the focus of attention that way. Ling Hua¡¯s bloody end had driven the lesson home that it wasn¡¯t a good thing to stand out and be remembered. When Ling Qin heard Ling Lan¡¯s question, he immediately rallied himself. That¡¯s right, now wasn¡¯t the time to grieve! He must not allow Ling Lan to be marked down for beingte ¡ª this ck mark would definitely hold Ling Lan back when she applied to the various major military schools in the future. Ling Qin was very ambitious ¡ª he was already imagining Ling Lan¡¯s entrance into the Federation¡¯s strongest number one boys¡¯ military school ... Alright, so Ling Lan¡¯s true gender had slipped his mind for the moment ¡ª please forgive an old man for his random fit of Alzheimer¡¯s! Without even thinking about it, Ling Qin decided that he would pilot Ling Hua¡¯s mecha to send Ling Lan to the Central Scout Academy. As for those traitors and assassins, he would leave them to the reluctant Ling Yu, who really wished he could switch ces with Ling Qin. ******* Looking on as Ling Qin flew away with Ling Lan as a passenger on the mecha, Ling Yu¡¯s face was glum as he whined internally. Boo hoo hoo! How I wish I could personally send Young Master Lan to school ... The mournful Ling Yu could only vent his surging resentment on the few assassins within the hover car. Before they left, Little Four had already unlocked the car door, but for safety reasons, he had destroyed the A.I. on board to disable its weaponry. As for the old-school particle-beam handguns, they were basically useless against mecha, so the assassins didn¡¯t even dare to try and resist, obediently giving themselves up. Even so, they were almost roasted. Ling Yu used the beam gun on his mecha to herd them, and even though the beams had just grazed by their bodies, the intense heat of the shots had still left serious burn damage on them, leaving them one step away from being cooked. Thus, by the time another batch of Ling family loyalists arrived, the assassins looked at them as if they were their saviours, so moved that they almost wanted to cling to the loyalists¡¯ feet and cry. Dammit, even if they were assassins, and now prisoners, that didn¡¯t mean they deserved to be tortured! What happened to human rights? ******** The moment Ling Lan entered the cockpit, she found out how a mecha carried a passenger. It turned out that behind the control seat of the mecha, between the seat and the wall of the cockpit, there was a small space. It wasrge enough to hold a grown person of roughly 150 catties 1 , but of course it wasn¡¯t asfortable as the pilot control seat, and could perhaps even be considered a little cramped. Of course, for a child like Ling Lan, this space was still ratherrge, almost enough for Ling Lan to move around freely inside. Closing the cockpit door, the lights dimmed, and Ling Qin quickly pressed the A.I. activation button to light up the cockpit once again. "A.I. activated. Checking in progress. Please wait! To select emergency activation, please press the emergency activation button!" The A.I. reminded as part of its activation procedure. There were two ways to activate a mecha ¡ª one was the regr activation, which was a little slow, requiring about 1 to 3 minutes, while the other was the emergency activation, whose activation time corrted with the level of the A.I.. The higher the level of the A.I., the less time it took to activate. The A.I. of this type ofmon standard mecha required between 12 to 15 seconds. Captain level mecha could shorten this time till about 10 to 12 seconds, and moving upwards, each level higher could shorten that time by another 2 to 3 seconds. At the top, the Federation¡¯s ultimate weapons, the IN mecha, could truly achieve 0-second activation, which was one of the reasons why they were considered the strongest mecha. Of course, Ling Qin did not choose the option of emergency activation this time. Although Ling Lan ran the risk of beingte, the situation was not so dire that they had to use emergency activation. Although emergency activation could save time, it had a fatal weakness ¡ª it would skip the process of checking the functionality of all its parts and weapons. Mecha, as finely-calibratedbat machines, would umte damage to its various parts in every battle. And when a particr part reached its breaking point and stopped functioning as it should, if the pilot decided that day to use emergency activation ... predictably, it would all end in tragedy. The only question being the scale of the tragedy. Naturally, Ling Qin would not let Ling Lan risk this kind of danger, so he took the regr path of regr activation. This time, the activation process did not require the full 3 minutes,pleting itself in 2 minutes and 10 seconds, logging them onto the main mecha control system. However, this sort of activation speed drew Little Four¡¯s contempt ¡ª within the learning space, he was jumping around agitatedly, loudlyining about how this sort of tortoise-like speed was literally akin to murdering the mecha operator. If it weren¡¯t for Ling Lan¡¯s quick and vehement objection, Little Four would have already forced his way into the mecha to begin modifying the A.I.. Still, Ling Lan promised Little Four that once she obtained her own mecha, she would definitely let Little Four take charge of the A.I. ¡ª it would be up to himpletely how he would like to modify it. Only then did Little Four subside reluctantly, agreeing to wait till the day he could show off what he could do. Swiftly, Ling Qin turned on the mecha¡¯s omnidirectional disy function, which immediately immersed them in what Ling Lan felt to be like a virtual world. It seemed like she was sitting on a floating seat, looking down at the ground from a height of 5 to 6 metres. Yep, this feeling isn¡¯t half bad! Ling Lan watched with enraptured eyes as Ling Qin piloted the mecha, finding the entire process fascinating. She was a little eager to try it herself, starting to look forward to the day she could pilot her own mecha. Ling Qin grabbed hold of the control stick, and turned his head briefly to caution, "Young Master Lan, sit tight, I¡¯m about to take off." Ling Lan nodded and held on tightly to the armrest beside her, indicating that she was ready. Receiving confirmation from Ling Lan, Ling Qin¡¯s hands flew rapidly over the controls ¡ª all Ling Lan knew was that within a split second, Ling Qin had gone through approximately 20 different motions. From the outside, the mecha Ling Qin was controlling was seen to bend its knees, and then it sprang upwards. Simultaneously, the two main engines below the waist section of the mecha rumbled to life, generating an immense propulsion force, sending the mecha flying forwards into the air. The abrupt movement of the mecha caused Ling Lan¡¯s body to be pressed down securely into her seat by the opposing gravity. Fortunately, Ling Lan¡¯s physical condition was good enough that it didn¡¯t feel particrly ufortable. Although the cockpit had a certain degree of dpression capability, for the sake of better sense control for the pilot, it didn¡¯t eliminate this sort of inertia. This was yet another reason why mecha operators needed to have strong physical bodies. Research had proven that, without the existence of pressure, operators were unable to sense the movements of the mecha ¡ª they were unable to confirm whether their movements were being projected urately, and thus couldn¡¯t achieve the precision needed to execute the movements they wanted up to proper standards. Soon, the mecha had entered airspace and had begun flying swiftly towards its destination. Due to the projection of the omnidirectional disy, Ling Lan had the false perception that she was sitting on an untethered chair, weaving swiftly through the blue skies and fluffy white clouds ... All Ling Lan could hear was a persistent buzzing in her ears, and then ... she cked out. Before she fainted, she finally remembered ¡ª she still hadn¡¯t gotten over her fear of heights yet! Noooooo ~~~ what about my dream of piloting a mecha?!!! Ling Lan was weeping piteously at Little Four within the learning space. In return, Little Four was driven into a frenzy ¡ª if Ling Lan did not manage to ovee this problem, how would he ever get the chance to modify a mecha¡¯s A.I.? Chapter 58: A Familiar Totem! Chapter 58: A Familiar Totem! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Early that morning, the main entrance of the Central Scout Academy was already bustling with people. Countless hover cars weaved through the air ¡ª if the local government hadn¡¯t taken the proper precautions by sending out police forces to maintain order, the traffic would most likely have jammed up and several collisions might even have urred ... It couldn¡¯t be helped, as there were just too many cars. Every year, almost ten thousand students enrolled in this scout academy, and the parents of the students who were only allowed to go home on off days every week were out in full force. They were the main culprit behind the unusual congregation of hover cars in the air today. After all, only the top hundred kids who qualified for the special sses had the right to be day students 1 , and could freely choose the courses they were interested in. The other children had no choice but to ept the school¡¯s arrangements to live on campus and were only allowed to go home on off days every week. However, these children could still change their fate ¡ª every year, there were two chances to enter the special sses. To encouragepetitive spirit in the children, the Central Scout Academy would rerank the entire school every six months. It didn¡¯t matter if you were in the special sses, the merit sses, or the regr sses, no one was exempt, and only those who managed to rank within the top hundred would be taken into the special sses for the next six months. Of course, for the children from the merit sses and the regr sses to score within the top hundred and enter the special sses ... although it couldn¡¯t be said that no one seeded, the chances of it happening were highly unlikely, rarer than rare 2 . From the beginning, the children from the special sses would receive education and resources far beyond the means of the regr sses; half a month¡¯s time was more than enough time for the gap between them and the children from the other sses to grow exponentially. Nevertheless, this was still considered a sort of fairness mechanism ¡ª a chance given by the school for those children in the merit and regr sses to break through their limits and reach for the stars 3 ¡ª whether the children seeded in doing so depended solely on them. On one of the fields of the scout academy, Qi Long, Han Jijyun and his cousin Han Xuya, as well as the twin siblings Luo Lang and Luo Chao, were gathered together. They were peering out into the sky with their heads lifted as if searching for something. They had arrived at the scout academy bright and early that morning. Ever since they had found out that they had qualified for the special sses, they had been filled with anticipation for the first day of school. That¡¯s right, the final results confirmed that all five of them had been grouped into the special sses. Qi Long, Han Jijyun, and Luo Chao had all entered Special ss-A, while the two girls had sessfully entered Special ss-B. This result had sent the girls into joyous fits ¡ª none of the adults had expected much of them at first, predicting that it was more likely for them to end up in Merit ss-1. So when the results came out, the two girls had been smug about it for weeks. Besides that, Luo Shaoyun and Yuan Youyun, who had taken the exam with them, had also managed to rank within the top hundred, sessfully bing members of Special ss-B. And while the final two people in their exam group had scored a little weaker, they had still got into Merit ss-1, which was the top ss right after the special sses. Han Xuya and Luo Chao knew in their hearts that these exemry results were all thanks to Boss Ling Lan. (Since their elder brothers had already recognised him as their boss, of course they¡¯d choose to follow suit.) However, they also knew that it was all up to them from this point onwards ¡ª they really did not want to be the first students to drop out from the special sses. "Qi Long, you still haven¡¯t found Boss¡¯ hover car?" chubby-girl Han Xuya asked Qi Long rudely. Han Jijyun marked her tone and frowned. He really disliked the way his cousin sister ordered Qi Long around; she shouldn¡¯t lose her manners just because they were familiar. This character of his cousin¡¯s made it very easy for her to offend others without even knowing it. Qi Long did not respond, not because he was angry or anything, but just because he was toozy to deal with Han Xuya. He just kept his eyes glued to the sky, but sadly, he still saw nothing. Seeing how Qi Long was ignoring her, Han Xuya was a little ticked off. But just as she was about to say something about it, she saw her elder cousin brother ring at her, so she could only swallow her words resentfully. What could she do? Her parents had told her to listen to Han Jijyun in all things at school. Finally, Qi Long could take it no longer. He reeled back his gaze, rubbed his hands over his tired eyes, and said helplessly, "No sight of that hover car Boss was riding before ..." Luo Lang jeered, "Calling someone ¡¯boss¡¯ yet forgetting to get his contact number ¡ª tsk, only you." It turned out that, in his excitement back then, Qi Long had forgotten the most important thing ¡ª to exchange contact information with Ling Lan. As such, now he could do nothing but keep scouring the skies with his eyes for any sign of Ling Lan¡¯s hover car among the countless other hover cars in the sky. Qi Long threw an unimpressed nce at Luo Lang, retorting, "Didn¡¯t you forget too?" Who was he to criticize him when they were the same? "You ..." Qi Long had hit Luo Lang right where it hurt, riling up the boy once again. Han Jijyun rubbed his forehead in consternation and began to y mediator. "Ok, ok, since we¡¯ve all acknowledged the same person as our boss, we¡¯re all on the same boat now. We should be a bit more united, to avoid giving Boss Lan any trouble." Perhaps Han Jijyun¡¯s phrasing of ¡¯giving Boss Lan trouble¡¯ was effective, for the two troublemakers subsided, although they both still sniffed loudly once before turning away to ignore each other. Han Jijyun smiled wryly to himself. These two were certainly a handful ¡ª looks like their issues could only be resolved once Boss Ling Lan gets here to force them to get along. Alright, so the one who had always been watching out for Qi Long, Han Jijyun, had also learned how to shift responsibilities, summarily deciding that these two troublemakers were Ling Lan¡¯s problem now. At that moment, a loud siren rang out through the Central Scout Academy! This siren was to warn everyone present that some weaponised force had entered the outer perimeter of the Central Scout Academy. Heavens, who would be so daring as to attack Doha¡¯s Central Scout Academy? Did they not know that the school had a squad of military mecha in permanent residence? Before Qi Long, Luo Lang, and the others could react, a dark grey mecha could be seen approaching rapidly from the horizon. Its imposingrge body, as well as the two giant beam sabres on its back, sent tremors of fear running down the back of anyone who saw it. However, the Central Scout Academy also responded quickly ¡ª six blue-white mecha had already appeared to fly forward to meet the dark grey mecha. The only reason they didn¡¯t just open fire was that the signal being transmitted by the dark grey mecha registered as friendly, but they still couldn¡¯t afford to drop their guard. Watching this, the children on the ground were ck-jawed and wide-eyed with wonder. Some of them had never seen a federal mecha before ¡ª at most, they had seen pictures, or even 3D animations ¡ª and while others may have seen the real thing before, they had still never seen a real battle between real airborne mecha. Regardless, all the children here shared one thing inmon. All of their eyes had lighted up at the sight of the mecha, glittering and bright. Unquestionably, they had been utterly captivated by the formidable figures of the mecha. In contrast, the adults surrounding the children were in no mood to admire the mecha ¡ª if that dark grey mecha turned out to be an enemy, they knew that they were in grave danger. The power of mecha was truly horrifying ¡ª not only were their equipped weapons fearsome, the mecha itself was fearsome. Their self-destruct sequence before death was not something a normal person could withstand. Even just standing here, they could be drawn into the path of its destruction. However, the following events helped to settle the fears of everyone there. The six mecha seemed to have reached an agreement with the dark grey mecha, and soon, under the escort of the six mecha, the dark grey mecha hadnded at a designatednding spot. Right then, Qi Long suddenly asked Han Jijyun, "Jyun, the picture on the dark grey mecha¡¯s chest ¡ª doesn¡¯t it look familiar? I feel like I¡¯ve seen it somewhere before." Han Jijyun was already on the case. He felt that vague sense of familiarity too, so when he heard Qi Long¡¯s question, he nodded and said, "Yes, you¡¯re right, it is familiar. I¡¯m sure we¡¯ve seen it somewhere before ... could it be one of the elite families we know?" The dark grey colour of the mecha meant that it was a privately-owned mecha, and totems were the favoured symbols by elite families to represent themselves ¡ª Han Jijyun¡¯s thoughts naturally led in that direction. Luo Lang, however, was derisive of their actions. In his opinion, it was just an exceptionally ordinary red bird. There were so many elite families within the Federation,rge and small, and there were plenty among them who used totems simr to this one. Perhaps they had seen something simr to this before somewhere, hence the sense of familiarity. Han Jijyun and Qi Long searched their memories but came up with nothing. None of the elite families close to them used anything simr to this totem, so where could they have seen this before? And then, Luo Chao, who had been standing to one side, spoke up softly, her entire face blushing red, "On Boss Ling Lan¡¯s hover car, I think I saw something very simr." "Ah!" The three boys gaped in surprise; Luo Chao¡¯s words were just too unexpected. Han Jijyun was especially troubled. Could it be that he and Qi Long had also seen it then, but hadn¡¯t registered it consciously? Instead, had their subconscious remembered it, resulting in this strange sense of familiarity? On the other hand, Qi Long had immediately cast away all his doubts after Luo Chao¡¯s words. Since he had the answer now, he wasn¡¯t going to waste any more effort thinking about it. Luo Chao was frightened by the response of the three boys, and had immediately scampered like a rabbit to hide behind Han Xuya, and refused to say another word after that. "Sister,e here,e here. Come tell your elder brother how you know that Boss Lan¡¯s hover car has this picture on it?" With a face full of pleasant surprise, Luo Lang hurried to call his sister out for a detailed exnation. Seeing everyone¡¯s attention on her, Luo Chao became even shyer, replying in a low voice, "I wanted to know more about Boss Lan, so I paid special attention to the car that came to pick him up." And there was the answer. When it came to a boy she liked, a girl would be willing to dig three feet deep just to find out everything she could about the other, and the bashful little Luo Chao was no different than any other girl in this respect. Luo Lang felt a pang of sourness in his heart. Was the little sister he had grown up with going to be taken away by another just like that? No way. Even though he had submitted to Ling Lan, that didn¡¯t mean that he would just give up his little sister on a silver tter ... Luo Lang silently determined that he would think of a way to minimise contact between Boss Lan and his sister. He wouldn¡¯t allow his own precious baby sister to be snatched away by someone else ¡ª not even Boss Lan. Han Jijyun did not spare a thought for Luo Lang¡¯s internal conflict; he watched the dark grey mechand safely, then turned on themunicator on his wrist. "Aiya, so you finally remember me, Master! May I know how I can help you?" An extremely sweet and pretty voice could be hearding from the device, its tone flirty and yful. This prompted the Luo twins to turn around with curious looks, because Han Jijyun¡¯smunicator was clearly different from theirs, actually containing an intelligent system. Theirs just had boring selection buttons, not personable whatsoever. On the other hand, Qi Long and Han Xuya were already used to it, and so remained impassive. Han Jijyun had always liked to fiddle with this sort of little curios, and had actually managed to piece together this one functional little gadget over the years. Chapter 59: Freaktastic Boss! Chapter 59: Freaktastic Boss! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Expand search range," ordered Han Jijyun. "Ok!" Very quickly, a bird¡¯s-eye view of the Central Scout Academy had appeared on hismunicator¡¯s virtual screen, disying the image of the entire Central Scout Academy within the confines of the screen. Of course, the image was clear enough that they could see thending spot chosen by the mecha. Han Jijyun tapped lightly on thending spot on the virtual screen, and the screen automatically zoomed in as close as it could to the tapped location. Han Jijyun adjusted the viewing angle slightly, and soon, a dark grey mecha was presented in all its glory before the children. Its entirely metallic outer ting shone with the dark gleam unique to mecha, while on its chest area, arge red bird with outstretched wings on the brink of flight rested, its entire body wreathed in mes, shining with exceptional brightness in the morning sunlight. Although the mecha had no visible heavy weapons (if it had, it would have been shot down by the Central Scout Academy¡¯s defensive missiles before it could even get near the school), the two giant beam sabers strapped on its back were more than enough on their own to emphasize its might. It should be known that a normal mecha would have just one small beam saber as its standard weapon, but this mecha had two giant beam sabers instead ¡ª it was clear to see that the operator of this mecha was an extremely talented closebat mecha specialist. This clearly customized weapon, so different from the weapons ofmon standard mecha, made Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s eyes burn with want. It couldn¡¯t be helped. Mecha, as high-grade weaponised equipment of the Federation, were banned goods that could not be purchased by the public. The children had almost no chance of seeing the real thing close up ¡ª only getting a glimpse through video screens, or even just learning about them through illustrations. Only if they were direct descendants of some major elite family, or perhaps the offspring of some high-ranking military officer (N-th generation military), then they might have a chance ofing in contact with a mecha. "Eh? Has the cockpit of the dark grey mecha opened?" Luo Lang¡¯s sharp eyes caught the difference on the virtual screen. "Looks like it. What a shame the image is still a little small so we can¡¯t see it clearly," said Qi Long with some regret. Without saying a word, Han Jijyun threw a scornful nce at the two of them. He didn¡¯t mock them, however, only zooming in once more onto the dark grey mecha, fixing the disy on the cockpit. Sure enough, the dark grey mecha¡¯s cockpit was already open, and they could see a small child climbing out from inside with his head lowered. "Why does this person look so familiar?" Qi Long was a little slow on the uptake. This question drew the contempt of both Luo Lang and Han Jijyun ¡ª hells, this fool was the first one to rush up to acknowledge him as boss and now he can¡¯t even recognise him? At the sight of the little figure, Luo Chao, who was standing beside them, had blushed bright red even as her eyes sparkled. It looked as if she had recognised who the person was as well. Meanwhile, Han Xuya was the only person who wasn¡¯t looking at the virtual image, for all her attention was on Qi Long. Right then, the child in the image finally raised his head. "Holy sh*t, it¡¯s Boss Lan!" Qi Long finally recognised the person, and couldn¡¯t help but yell out in excitement, "That¡¯s awesome, actually riding a mecha to school! Hail Boss!" Right now, Qi Long¡¯s respect for Ling Lan was surging endlessly like the waters of a river after rain. Dammit, tell him, who else could be as freaktastic as his boss? Qi Long wasn¡¯t the only one taken inpletely ¡ª even Luo Lang had lost the heart topete with Ling Lan at this point. The distance between the two of them was just too goddamn wide, wasn¡¯t it? Just think, here they were drooling over the mecha on the screen, when Ling Lan had already gotten to use a mecha as mere transportation ... where was the humanity?! Fine, he should just quitparing himself against a non-human being and save himself some grief. Luo Lang had been enlightened ¡ª he decided he would not waste any time trying to steal Boss Ling Lan¡¯s position; it would be wiser to just faithfully do his duty as a follower. Perhaps then he might even be able to ask Boss Lan to let them touch the mecha ... Thinking of this, Luo Lang¡¯s blood boiled, and his eyes shined with a dazzling light. Yep, the perks of being his follower may not be half bad. In contrast, Han Jijyun¡¯s expression was rather troubled. His face was stiff and closed-off, and a question had lodged itself within his mind ¡ª who exactly was Ling Lan? Coming here by mecha ... although that was also shocking to Han Jijyun, it wasn¡¯t as impactful as it was for Qi Long and the others. What shocked Han Jijyun more was the response and attitude of the Central Scout Academy. Qi Long, Luo Lang, and the others may not know what all this meant, but Han Jijyun knew. Piloting a mecha into the heavily guarded Central Scout Academy was a suicidal act. And usually, continuing on after a warning had been given would definitely result in a merciless barrage of fire, until the mecha had been shot down. This scenario, where six mecha were sent out to escort it instead, was something that shouldn¡¯t have happened. Of course, the six mecha were there in part to monitor and dictate thending of said mecha, but still, no matter what, what happened today was definitely not normal. It looked like Ling Lan¡¯s family background carried some weight. During their enrolment test, Ling Lan¡¯s exceptional perceptivity, logical reasoning, andbat prowess had gained the sincere admiration of Han Jijyun. Which is why when his good mate Qi Long had chosen to acknowledge Ling Lan as his boss, Han Jijyun had not objected. However, now it seemed like there were some issues surrounding Ling Lan¡¯s identity ¡ª he would need some time to think about this, about whether acknowledging Ling Lan as their boss would have any negative repercussions for Qi Long and himself ... Han Jijyun still remembered what his father, the Head of the Federal Intelligence Agency, had once taught him ¡ª be wary of anyone who got close to him, even children, for in their position, it was far too easy to be ensnared in some other¡¯s plot, and end up being used as a pawn ... ******** Descending from the mecha via a halyard, Ling Lan¡¯s feet once again met solid ground, and her heart could finally settle. Still, now wasn¡¯t the time to rejoice just yet. She needed to control the muscles of her two legs so they wouldn¡¯t tremble ¡ª as a member of Special ss-A pinned with high expectations, she couldn¡¯t afford to expose her weakness against heights. Ling Lan took in a deep breath to calm herself before forcing out a stiff smile, and turned to wave goodbye to Chambein Ling Qin in the cockpit. Chambein Ling Qin could no longer apany her into the school to handle the registration procedures; the school was not going to allow a mecha which could threaten the safety of the children to remain on school grounds for long. Aware of the vignt stares of the six mecha beside him, Ling Qin knew there was no point in dying. So, he piloted the mecha and left reluctantly under the watchful guard of the six mecha. The reason Ling Qin could leave so simply without protest was that he knew there was nowhere safer than the Central Scout Academy. Their safety measures were even more impressive than that of the Ling family¡¯s, so he waspletely at ease leaving Ling Lan in their care. Ling Qin knew that it wasn¡¯t wise to linger ¡ª if by any chance this issue was manipted by the Ling family¡¯s enemies, the Ling family would be in deep trouble. The current Ling family was no longer the Ling family during the time of Master Ling Xiao ¡ª the influence they wielded then and their imprable strength had disappearedpletely. At the heart of the matter, it was because there was no individual mighty enough support the family. Since Young Master Lan was really just too young, not yet able to withstand the storms of life, they had no choice but to keep a low profile for now and bide their time. Ling Lan watched as Ling Qin and his escort of six mecha departed, before looking around curiously. The spot she hadnded in was a small wooded copse. There was hardly anyone else around, and it was very secluded, but it had plenty of space to support thending of one mecha. No wonder the six mecha had directed them here tond ¡ª it was also a good ce if they needed to dispose of any bodies ... In the midst of her wild thoughts, Ling Lan chose a direction at random and started walking. She was prepared to keep walking until she got out of the woods and found someone to point her towards the registration area for new students. Since she had confirmed that this location was very secluded, Ling Lan was calm. As long as no one knew she had arrived in a mecha, then there wouldn¡¯t be any negative impact on her academic life here. She would still be the totally mediocre genius Ling Lan submerged among the throng of other geniuses. ******** Seeing Ling Lan on her way out, Han Jijyun shut down hismunicator, and turned to tell Qi Long and the others, "Let¡¯s go wee Boss Lan." Right now, Han Jijyun¡¯s mind was clear. From the start, all the kids in their exam group had not revealed their backgrounds, so they really did not know who Ling Lan¡¯s parents were, nor which system he came from. However, Ling Lan also didn¡¯t know anything about them either, so they were still on even ground. If he only started worrying about Ling Lan¡¯s true identity now, that would be rather narrow-minded of him. So, Han Jijyun wisely decided to let the matter rest. As for whether Ling Lan was a person worthy of befriending, they had plenty of time to judge that for themselves, so there was no hurry. Han Jijyun decided to take a neutral stance and observe from the sidelines for now. Qi Long was the first to respond to Han Jijyun¡¯s suggestion. "Alright! I¡¯m going to ask Boss Lanter if I can take a ride on that mecha." Qi Long¡¯s excitement was palpable when talking about the mecha. Although Luo Lang didn¡¯t say anything to that, the glint of greed in his eyes left no doubt in the others¡¯ minds that he was in agreement with Qi Long on this matter. Han Jijyun opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something in response to Qi Long, but quickly closed it again. A thought shed through his mind ¡ª perhaps he could use Qi Long¡¯s questioning to get a better idea of Ling Lan¡¯s personality ... ******** Ling Lan had been walking for roughly half an hour when she suddenly saw the vague outlines of some buildings in the distance. Ling Lan¡¯s heart leapt up joyously ¡ª she was finally getting out of these woods! And then, Ling Lan abruptly frowned, and her right hand slipped casually into her pocket, gripping hold of the miniature particle-beam handgun she had taken from her family¡¯s hover car previously. Meanwhile, under her clothes, Ling Lan¡¯s nerves and muscles pulled taut ¡ª if Ling Lan sensed any danger at all, both the particle-beam gun in her hand and her prepped body would be able to spring to her defence instantly against any ambusher. "Boss, we¡¯ve finally found you!" Qi Long¡¯s voice boomed out from the edge of the woods. Ling Lan¡¯s face could not help but darken instantly. Sullenly, she thought to herself: Why did she have to meet up with this fellow right when she entered the school? She had never wanted to be a boss or gather any followers ¡ª this was obviously contradictory to her personal setting of ¡¯mediocrity¡¯! Just as Ling Lan was wondering whether she could get away with pretending not to hear him, or perhaps avoid him by turning in a different direction, Qi Long and his group of five were already sprinting towards her. Well, dodging was out of the question. She sighed, and her right hand slipped out naturally from her pocket. Then, she turned and waved listlessly at Qi Long and the others. At the same time, her tightly coiled body loosened up. Against thesepanions who took the test with her, she really couldn¡¯t keep her guard up. "Boss, you were just too freaktastic earlier! Actually riding a mecha to school!" The moment Qi Long opened his mouth, Ling Lan¡¯s beautiful ns were smashed. "Who else knows?" Ling Lan red fiercely at Qi Long, wanting him to exin fully. If it really turned out that everyone had already found out, then she would have topletely reconsider how she would portray herself to the public. Chapter 60: Group 072 Gathers! Chapter 60: Group 072 Gathers! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Only we know," Han Jijyun was the first to respond. Ling Lan¡¯s expression eased immediately; things weren¡¯t that bad then. Right now, Ling Lan still hadn¡¯t noticed that she had actually already epted these few children into her heart, which was why she was unconcerned that they knew about this situation. Han Jijyun was carefully observing Ling Lan¡¯s expressions. He smiled a subtle smile ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s reaction pleased him because it meant that he had also acknowledged them in return. Qi Long, Luo Lang, and the others were not as meticulous and contemtive as Han Jijyun. Brimming with excitement, they surrounded Ling Lan and started bombarding her with curious questions about how it felt to ride a mecha. Facing these questions, Ling Lan was a little embarrassed. She was at a loss on how to answer since she couldn¡¯t very well say she was unconscious for most of the flight. No way. To protect her glorious image, she definitely could not let this weakness of hers be exposed. Vaguely, Ling Lan said, "When you all get the chance to ride one yourself, then you¡¯ll understand." Hearing this, Qi Long and the others were naturally disappointed, which made Ling Lan feel bad for being so flip towards these children who admired her. So, she added, "There are some things that, if told to you by others, will always belong to them ¡ª you must experience these things yourself for them to belong to you." These words sounded deep, and as ifing to some realisation, Qi Long and the other children¡¯s eyes lit up. Once again, they were taken in by Ling Lan, who had spouted such profound words with such ir. Seeing the idolisation on these children¡¯s faces ¡ª even the intelligent Han Jijyun¡¯s eyes were shining with pleasant surprise ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s heart wavered as she sweated internally. She had never intended to deceive children! How was it that she had once again raised the level of idolisation these children had for her? Finally, Qi Long, Luo Lang, and the others dropped the topic of mecha, and began chatting about what they all did at home after the test. All of them had trained; it looked like Ling Lan had truly inspired them. When Ling Lan was asked about his activities for the past month, they unexpectedly saw his face turn white, before he said listlessly, "What else could it be like ¡ª I was training, just like the rest of you." Luo Lang and Han Jijyun could just tell that that training he mentioned was not ordinary, otherwise Ling Lan wouldn¡¯t have such a traumatized look on his face. Only Qi Long remained clueless and continued to pester Ling Lan for details. Weakly, Ling Lan replied, "I was experiencing death, in various forms ... Would you like to try?" Ling Lan¡¯s words, said in an eerie dead tone, sent chills running across Qi Long¡¯s body. No matter how brash he was typically, this time he dared not say anything more. Moreover, even Luo Lang and Han Jijyun distanced themselves from Ling Lan, afraid of being dragged in as well. They had no doubt that what Ling Lan said was true ... because they could already feel the malevolent aura seeping from Ling Lan¡¯s body. This wasn¡¯t something that could be achieved through just normal training. ******** Very quickly, Ling Lan and the others had finished registering and had set their study schedule. As Ling Lan had chosen to be a day student, she had tried her best to squeeze all her sses together. Unfortunately, even so, she only managed to keep Wednesday free, as several of the sses required attendance for consecutive days, making it unavoidable. Next, they went to the logistics department to collect two sets of tailored uniforms each. As today was just the registration day, the school did not arrange any sses yet, merely allowing the students to wander around campus to familiarize themselves with the surroundings and the facilities. Ling Lan also took the chance to tour Qi Long, Luo Lang, and Han Jijyun¡¯s shared dorm. Although special ss students could choose to be day students, almost none of the special ss students would choose to do so. As such, this privilege was considered by the students of the Central Scout Academy to be the most pointless and pretentious privilege ever. The three boys were assigned the same living quarters, a vi just for the three of them. More precisely, all Special ss-A students would be assigned a vi when they chose to board at the school. This was one of the perks of being a member of Special ss-A. The vi was rather luxurious, and it was free . The kitchen and living room was well-equipped, and aside from the three bedrooms, there was a training room, a gym, and specialised login pods for the children to enter the academy¡¯s virtual reality system. The Federation was very strict when it came to minors¡¯ ess to virtual reality. Any child below the age of sixteen was only allowed restricted login. Meanwhile, young children who hadn¡¯t entered scout academies did not even have the right to enter virtual realities, and could only browse web pages on a screen. However, once the children entered a scout academy, it meant that they were now allowed to ess virtual realities. Of course, this ess was limited ¡ª they were only allowed to log into the closed virtual reality of the scout academies. There, the only people they could interact with were teachers and other students of the scout academy. They could receive guidance from teachers there, or have a virtual spar with the other scout academy students, but that was it. This was protection provided by the school, to prevent the children from premature contact with theplicated world of adults, which could influence their growth and development. The conditions of the vi were top-notch. Luxury andfort,bined with a high level of integrated technology ¡ª Ling Lan was ovee with envy, almost wishing that she could board at school after all. As for the living quarters of the two girls, Ling Lan and the boys did not go over to look. Although the children were still small, they already knew enough to distinguish between the sexes and knew that it wasn¡¯t right for boys to simply enter the girls¡¯ dorms. By the time the two girls were done settling in and returned to meet up with them, it was already time for lunch. Qi Long magnanimously dered that he would treat them to lunch for today. With themoner mentality of never passing up a free meal, Ling Lan quickly agreed, even though the amount of credits she had personally was staggering. These past few years, Little Four had be a famous online writer ¡ª rumour had it that he had N-many crazed fans supporting him ¡ª and although Little Four would purchase some gene agent every once in a while, it hardly made a dent in the amount of credits Ling Lan had. The scout academy¡¯s canteen was veryrge, taking up a full several thousand square metres. Everywhere you turned, there were food options for the children¡¯s selection ¡ª it was a dazzling smorgasbord of any variety of food you could imagine. Qi Long, Luo Lang, and Han Jijyun were all descendants of mid- to high- rank military families, certainly not the type tock for money. Since he had decided to treat, of course he must treat the best avable! After asking one of the teachers on duty, Qi Long grandly led the way to a particr corner of the canteen. It was said that the food there was the most delicious and exquisite, naturally with a suitably steep price. When Ling Lan saw the random dishes of several thousand credits per tter, she felt that she should really rebuild Qi Long¡¯s value system. Ling Lan had already found out the value of credits in this world. One credit was roughly equivalent to one Chinese yuan in her previous world, which meant that even the cheapest dishes before her now was easily one thousand yuan each ... they weren¡¯t eating food , they were eating money! Ling Lan was determined. From now on, she would hold onto the money of all these babes ¡ª she just couldn¡¯t allow them to be so wasteful anymore. Consequently, all the allowance of the five children were confiscated by Ling Lan, who only gave them 1000 credits each from that. Of course, they could ask for more if they spent it all, but they would need to report what they spent it on, and if any wastefulness was discovered ... The five children had no idea what the consequences would be, since Ling Lan didn¡¯t tell them, but the cold smile on Ling Lan¡¯s face told them that it would not be good. Han Jijyun had no objection to all this. Although he didn¡¯t know why Ling Lan would care so much about the way they spent money, he believed that Ling Lan had no ill intentions, and may perhaps even have some profound motivation for his actions ... could it be that he wanted them to be more independent? At that thought, Han Jijyun visibly lightened up. Er ... that was the problem with intelligent children, they would always think too much. Ling Lan really wasn¡¯t thinking much about it at all ¡ª she just felt that the way they spent was too wasteful. Although Ling Lan was also able to be wasteful now if she wanted to, themoner mentality embedded in her bones still felt that wastefulness was a sin ... Because they knew they wouldn¡¯t be able to eat this way again from now on, the children dug in with gusto, fully prepared to consume the future¡¯s worth of food now. After all, all the credits had already been transferred over to Ling Lan. And so, they ate and drank, and ate and drank, and then they noticed that the other three people from their exam group had alsoe to the canteen for their meal. Qi Long thought that since his credits would be confiscated from today onwards, he might as well use more now, and so generously invited them to join in as well. Thus, the six-person group expanded into a nine-person group, packed tightly around the round table. The lively air at their table drew the attention of everyone around. After all, they were all new here ¡ª the old students would only be here a weekter ¡ª so it was rare to see a group asrge as Ling Lan¡¯s hanging out together, which naturally drew the envy-jealousy-hate of various parties around them. One such example was this frowning fellow. He was watching them with a face full of displeasure because his should-be underling Li Jinghong had actually decided to leave his side to join them. This displeased him greatly. "Li Jinghong, why don¡¯t you introduce us?" Although he was furious, he could still maintain his calm. Before he found out more about the opponent, he would not be so rash as to start fighting ¡ª he kept the Li family teachings close to heart. "Ling Lan, Qi Long, Luo Lang ... long time no see," greeted Li Jinghong energetically. With that, thepanions of exam room 072 were all gathered, and Li Jinghong¡¯s arrival was met with a hearty wee. Han Jijyun noticed the darkening of the handsome face behind Li Jinghong, and couldn¡¯t help but snicker internally. From Li Jinghong¡¯s impatient demeanour, as well as the other fellow¡¯s arrogant expression, he could just tell that the fellow wasn¡¯t all too likeable. "Ahem." An impatient reminder of his presence. With an affected expression of realisation, Li Jinghong pointed at the boy behind him with exaggerated motions and said, "This is the third grandson of our Li family head, Li Yingjie." Li Yingjie stood proudly, waiting for Li Jinghong to continue borating, but Li Jinghong wasn¡¯t as cooperative as he had assumed, stopping with just that brief introduction. This made Li Yingjie¡¯s expression turn even darker, and he looked on the verge of blowing his top. By now, even Qi Long had figured out Li Jinghong¡¯s stance. It was clear that he really did not like this Li Yingjie, but only tolerated him as another member of the same Li family. However, Li Jinghong could not outright offend him, because Li Yingjie was a descendant of the main family after all, while he was just from the branch family. At the end of the day, he was still one of the members being shaded by therge tree of the Li family. That said, Qi Long and the others did not share Li Jinghong¡¯s concerns ¡ª since theirrade didn¡¯t like that person showing off in front of him, then they should definitely bite the bullet for him and chase the annoying fellow away. "Li Yingjie was it? Hello! But we¡¯re eating right now, so we don¡¯t have time to entertain you. Please show yourself off." Qi Long¡¯s blunt dismissal caused Li Yingjie¡¯s expression to change dramatically. He had never encountered such treatment before ¡ª in the Li family, no one would dare to treat him this way. Mind you, he was a favoured child, for his assessment results at birth had ced him securely before his two elder cousin brothers. Although he was not the first in line to inherit the Li family leadership, he believed that once he grew up, he would definitely be able to usurp his elder cousin¡¯s position and obtain the right to inherit. "You¡¯re way too arrogant," bit out Li Yingjie vehemently. If it weren¡¯t for the Li family teachings, he would have already charged over to give the other a good pummeling. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Oh wow. Rank 20 moving into the weekend. ?( ? )? (¤Å??????)¤Å Thank you all so much for voting for this novel. Have a celebratory thank you chapter! Chapter 61: An Intense World of Competition! Chapter 61: An Intense World of Competition! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Qi Long was not one to back down from a fight. Hearing what Li Yingjie said, he rolled his eyes and replied, "Too much? So what if I¡¯m too much? You¡¯ve something to say about it?" Sometimes Qi Long was outright shameless because he didn¡¯t need to think about the consequences. He believed that his good friend Han Jijyun would definitelye to his rescue, and now he also had Boss at his back, causing him to be even more impudent. Of course, at his back, his ¡¯solid shields¡¯ Ling Lan and Han Jijyun weren¡¯t as lighthearted. They shared amiserating look, wry smiles on their faces. Han Jijyun, in particr, was rather troubled. He found that Qi Long was bing more and more reckless, which wasn¡¯t a good thing. He decided that he would need to sit Qi Long down and give him a good brainwashing soon when no one else was around. Qi Long¡¯s words finally set off Lackey #1 who was standing behind Li Yingjie. He jumped out raging, "Punk, do you know who he is?" "The third grandson of the Li family head." Qi Long picked at his ear, indicating that he wasn¡¯t deaf and that he had heard everything clearly the first time. "He¡¯s also the number one ranking student in this year¡¯s special ss ¡ª the most promising scout student in the Federation this year." The pride on Lackey #1¡¯s face made it seem as if the number one rank belonged to himself. Li Yingjie¡¯s face was also full of smugness. He was very proud of the fact that he had managed to stand out among the masses with his skills, obtaining the coveted position of first ce. First ce? Qi Long cast a searching look at Li Yingjie. The smug fellow didn¡¯t feel that strong ¡ª the presence seeping from his body wasn¡¯t even a match for his own, not to mention against his Boss¡¯s. Qi Long had already had a taste of his Boss Lan¡¯s indistinct yet menacing trace of malevolent aura, and knew that it was not to be taken lightly. Qi Long¡¯s natural gift was his strong intuition ¡ª in Han Jijyun¡¯s words, animal instinct. He didn¡¯t have to think much, being able to urately gauge an opponent¡¯s strength just via pure intuition. Sensing that the first ce of this year¡¯s Special ss-A was not even a match for himself, Qi Long¡¯s mood took a dark turn, and his attitude became even meaner. With clear disdain, he said, "So what?" This answer was obviously not ording to script, sending the opponent into an immediate apoplectic rage. The others also burst outughing ¡ª Qi Long was absolutely the type that could cause someone to keel over dead out of sheer anger, and the most frightening thing was that he himself wouldn¡¯t even be aware why the other died. "You ¡ª¡ª wait till our Bosses after you!" Lackey #2 was also moved to help. "Is that so? Then I¡¯ll be waiting," said Qi Long shortly, still looking at Li Yingjie with contempt. Qi Long¡¯s impudence was because he had the utmost confidence in himself, and he also believed that no one could best him aside from his own boss. Furthermore, even if he did sh*t the bed, there was still Boss to pick up after him. He had faith that Boss Lan would not just stand by while his own followers were being bullied ... in any case, Qi Long was already shamelessly counting on Ling Lan. Qi Long¡¯s words caused Li Yingjie¡¯s cheeks to puff up like a toad¡¯s in anger. However, he still had the mind to maintain the poise of a member of an elite family, and chose not to start a fight right then and there. In the end, he only red darkly at Qi Long, and left with these words, "Just you wait." The waters of the scout academy were truly deep! Li Yingjie still remembered the cautionary words of his father ¡ª before he fully figured out how things stood in the scout academy, he should not move recklessly. His father had also mentioned that the main principle in the school was ¡¯survival of the fittest¡¯ ¡ª it was almost impossible to dominate within the school by relying on one¡¯s family background or wealth unless you managed to buy the loyalty of some of the more formidable students to be part of your guard. Otherwise, he could only suck it up even if he were bullied by themoner children within the school. His family would not intervene, so he could only rely on himself to resolve any problems. He had reservations because of his father¡¯s words, so he decided that he would hold off for now. After he had gained a better understanding of the school and had built up his own power base, then there would be plenty of opportunities for him to discipline that impudent fellow and teach him what¡¯s what. Li Yingjie was very confident. With his own abilities and his family background, there was no reason he would lose to anyone in the academy. Since the master had left, theckeys were sure to follow, but the fierce res they left behind was a clear sign that the matter wasn¡¯t over. Nevertheless, this was now a matter for the future. Li Jinghong released a heavy breath. Finally, he was rid of that annoyance. "Why do you hate him so much? I heard he was a strong contender to be the next family head." Han Jijyun was curious; the struggles within the Li family had always been intense. Every generation, the crowning of the family head was always the result of a descendant of the main family stepping up to bend all the other contenders to his will by force ¡ª the so-called hierarchy of inheritance was just an empty promise. ording to the survival principles of the elite families, Li Jinghong, a branch family member, should be doing his best to kiss up to Li Yingjie. Li Jinghong¡¯s expression dimmed, and he said, "I really don¡¯t like him. No matter how talented he is, I still won¡¯t like him. You all don¡¯t know ... but our eldest cousin brother is really really nice. All of us children in the branch families really like him, but unfortunately ..." Abruptly, Li Jinghong¡¯s expression hardened with determination. "Regardless of the result, I will never stand on the opposite side of my eldest cousin brother." "This way, won¡¯t you offend Li Yingjie?" Han Jijyun shook his head. Li Jinghong¡¯s way of thinking was really unsuitable for survival in arge elite family like the Li family. The consequence of being led by one¡¯s emotions was often bing mere cannon fodder in the crossfire. If Li Yingjie really ended up bing the family head, Li Jinghong¡¯s actions now would guarantee that he would have no ce within the Li family in the future. "It¡¯s fine. Who knows if a child more talented than him would appear in the future?" Li Jinghong did not believe that it would be so easy for Li Yingjie to just im the position of family head. In this generation, due to his eldest cousin brother¡¯s mediocrity, all the children of the main family were champing at the bit ¡ª hidden manoeuvers abounded as they all fought with their sights set on the position of family head. "Not to mention, even if Li Yingjie really got lucky and managed to inherit, I am not afraid. I¡¯m prepared to be a professional soldier, so the Li family can¡¯t touch me in the future." Li Jinghongid out his ns, stating why he wasn¡¯t afraid of offending Li Yingjie now. He didn¡¯t want to see his favourite elder cousin brother forced to lose the position of family head and being put into captivity for the rest of his life. So, he decided to leave the messy quagmire of the Li family as early as possible. What he couldn¡¯t see couldn¡¯t hurt him. This was the reality of arge elite family ¡ª theplex environment full of cruelty and bloodshed forced the children within it to grow up so quickly. "Wee then." Han Jijyun really liked Li Jinghong¡¯s personality. nning out his future so early, and pursuing it with determination, ignoring all the misceneous distractions along the way ¡ª this type of person would seed easily. Han Jijyun liked making friends with people like this because they wouldn¡¯t give him any trouble. Yup, one troublemaking Qi Long was more than enough, thank you. Han Jijyun refused to ept a second one. The ten people of group 072 did not get hung up on the matter for long and continued to feast and be merry. At this moment, Ling Lan was still unaware that her future would be full of entanglements with the Li family ... ******** In the afternoon, they toured the entire campus grounds of the scout academy. Halfway through, when they passed by abat hall, Qi Long had dragged Ling Lan in for a fight. Naturally, Ling Lan pummelled Qi Long soundly. However, despite his swollen eyes and bruised nose, Qi Long continued to keep a silly grin on his face. Seeing his full mouth of white teeth on disy, one could just tell he was really very simple and was a masochist to boot. After eating lunch, Ling Lan had already arranged the time for her pick up with her family. When it was about time, she bid farewell to thesepanions of group 072. Perhaps it was just the way of this world that the children were so mature and intelligent, in such a way that Ling Lan did not feel at all annoyed or bored when interacting with them. Of course, she was also exceptionally patient, because these adorable children with varying personalities had triggered her maternal instincts to the max ... With reluctance, the children apanied Ling Lan to the school gates. Especially Qi Long, who strongly requested Ling Lan to convince her parents to let her stay with them at school. ording to him, being able to fight with Boss Lan every day ¡ª it was awesome just thinking about it! Learning of Qi Long¡¯s ns, Ling Lan, who had originally started considering staying at the school after all, decisively dismissed the ideapletely. Dammit. She definitely had no interest to cross moves with Qi Long every day. This fellow fought like a maniac, and was as stubborn as a cockroach ¡ª although she was confident in defeating him, she couldn¡¯t be certain how long it would take, so it was overall a troublesomebour which exhausted both her mind and body. The school gates were shut tight. All was silent, and there was no one around. When the guard at the gates saw Ling Lan¡¯s grouping out, he immediately rushed forward to stop them. Ling Lan¡¯s group was still dressed in their own clothes, so the guard couldn¡¯t tell which ss they were from. As today was registration day, the school did not restrict the children¡¯s dressing. But from tomorrow onwards, the students of the Central Scout Academy would have to put on their individual uniforms, otherwise they would find it very difficult to get around the scout academy. With regards to the scout academy uniforms, there were a total of four colours. These colours were not for distinguishing between the lower grades and the upper grades, but were meant to distinguish between the sses. This taught the children to recognise what rank and privilege were from the very beginning, and about what ¡¯survival of the fittest¡¯ meant. The school uniforms resembled the Federation military uniforms and looked very smart when worn. The colour of the Special ss-A uniforms was a vibrant red, and the edges of its sleeves and cor were also different from the other sses. They were decorated with gold patterns, an understated nod to luxury. The uniform represented the school¡¯s hopes for these children ¡ª may they ze as brightly as the red of their coats, and finally be one of the dazzling battle stars of the Federation. ording to school rules, when facing a child wearing the red uniform of Special ss-A, children wearing uniforms of any other colour, regardless of their grade level, would have to give way. Of course, if someone from Special ss-A insulted a child wearing a uniform in any other colour, the child had the right to challenge the other tobat during therge-scale ranking every six months. All consequences to be borne by the involved parties, of course. Meanwhile, Special ss-B had white uniforms. Special ss-B consisted of children who were just a shade weaker than the Special ss-A kids. In the future, it was possible that they could achieve the heights of the Special ss-A kids, but they could also end up bing a mediocre member of the military. Therefore, the white of their uniform was a message, telling them that their future was up to them to colour in ¡ª what colour it became in the end was all up to their own individual efforts. Then, the uniforms of the merit sses were blue, while the regr sses¡¯ were green. Both these colours symbolized sources of life ¡ª the school wanted to tell the children through these colours that they were an indispensable part of the Federation. Of course, the colour of one¡¯s school uniform was not set in stone. As long as you worked hard, there was a chance to move up every six months. The school would be impartial in rearranging the sses based on the newest rankings. The 50 slots of Special ss-A were the prize being fought over by over tens of thousands of students, while the original special ss kids would have to give it their all to keep their spots. From the very first day of school, the Central Scout Academy had already started teaching the children that this was an unbelievably intense world ofpetition. Chapter 62: An Intentional Arrangement Chapter 62: An Intentional Arrangement Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr When the guard found out that Ling Lan was a member of Special ss-A, who had also chosen to be a day student, he was dumbfounded. After so many years of being a guard at the school, this was still the first time he had met a day student. From this, we can see that the freedom to be a day student offered by the school was basically just an empty privilege. It¡¯s obvious if you think about it ¡ª with such apetitive system in ce, every student would wish that they could spend the 24 hours each day as if they were 48 hours ... who¡¯d be willing to waste timemuting back and forth from school? Although the guard was shocked, he still let Ling Lan out of the gates withoutment. Of course, Qi Long and the other kids were mercilessly locked within the gates. Who asked them to choose to board at school? Upon bing a boarder, students were not allowed to take even half a step out of school grounds outside of specified times, even if one was a special ss student. Ling Lan waved goodbye to herpanions and stepped out of the school gates. Right outside, the Ling family hover car was already parked, waiting. This time, the Ling family had sent out five hover cars, and Ling Lan¡¯s main escort was the only non-betrayer of the rescue team, Ling Yu. Chambein Ling Qin hadn¡¯te because he was busy wrapping things up with the betrayers. Ling Lan got into the hover car arranged by Ling Yu, and Ling Yu got in after her, and then started reporting on the investigation results they had gathered in the course of the afternoon. It turned out that Ling Hua had betrayed the Ling family because he didn¡¯t want his child to follow in his footsteps to be a Ling family loyalist for the next generation. Ling Hua¡¯s son, Ling Yi, was younger than Ling Lan by one year. At his birth, he was assessed to be just a hair weaker than Ling Lan in terms of fitness and potential. In other words, Ling Yi had a very high probability of bing an ace operator. However, the offspring of Ling family loyalists had no right to enrol and study in a scout academy ¡ª they could only ept the in-house education organised by the Ling family. This meant that Ling Yi¡¯s growth would be stunted ¡ª he would never be able to pilot a mecha better than the standard mecha, and his chances of being promoted to an ace operator were pretty much nil. As Ling Yi grew closer and closer to turning six, Ling Hua had been tormented by his internal struggle. It was then that a chance for his son to excel beyond his station had appeared before him, and so Ling Hua¡¯s loyalty had wavered. The other party had promised that as long as Ling Lan died, the Ling family would be dissolved. Then, Ling Hua¡¯s family could be regr citizens again, and Ling Yi would be able to formally enrol and study at a scout academy, obtaining a bright and limitless future. After listening to Ling Yu¡¯s report, Ling Lan sighed regretfully. "How stupid." Ling Yu said dazedly, "Yes, the captain was really so stupid ... if only he had told us about this, he could have used the information to gain enough merit to request for his freedom." Ling Yu still remembered that there was one rule among the Ling family rules: Any loyalist who performed exceptionally meritorious services could request one thing of the family head that was within the head¡¯s means. As long as Ling Hua had rted the n against Ling Lan to Chambein Ling Qin, it would have counted as an exceptionally meritorious service, and he would have been able to put forward his request. Ling Lan and Chambein Ling Qin would never have refused him. Till this point, Ling Lan and Ling Yu just couldn¡¯t understand why Ling Hua had been willing to walk down this dark path, finally choosing to betray the Ling family rather than use this information as a bargaining chip. However, once Ling Lan returned to the living room of the Ling family main estate, the waiting Ling Qin told her the rest of the information he had just discovered, which included the other reason behind Ling Hua¡¯s betrayal. With a serious expression, Ling Qin said, "ording to those three loyalists, during a fit of boasting, Ling Hua revealed that the other party had promised to provide his son with six tubes of gene stimting agent every year until Ling Yi could absorb no more. Of course, he had also promised the other three loyalists that their descendants would also be able to enjoy this privilege if their stats were good enough." "The other party is certainly generous. Looks like this person who¡¯s after me is someone powerful." Ling Lan finally understood why Ling Hua had chosen to betray them in the end. Even though the offer seemed to be just six tubes of gene agent, it had given Ling Hua a sense of how powerful the other side really was, implying that crushing the Ling family was not too difficult for them. "Ling Hua was frightened. He felt that the Ling family would not be able to go up against that person; he didn¡¯t want his child to be buried along with the Ling family." Ling Qin naturally understood Ling Hua¡¯s mentality as well, and sighed sadly once again. "Young Master Lan, what do you n to do with Ling Hua¡¯s wife and child?" asked Ling Qin carefully. There wasn¡¯t a single family which would ept the orphan of a traitor; many families would choose to eliminate the problem entirely by getting rid of them as soon as possible. Just as Ling Lan was about to answer, amotion broke out at the main gates. A child could be heard crying, "Young Master Lan, Young Master Lan, I beg you, please see me!" From the sofa, Ling Lan quirked a brow, lifting her head to look at Ling Qin. As such, she saw when a hint of awkwardness shed past Ling Qin¡¯s face. It looked like he knew who the child screaming outside was. Ling Lan did not ask any questions. She just stood and walked to the gate, with Ling Qin and Ling Yu following close behind her. The moment Ling Lan arrived at the gate, she saw a little midget just a little smaller than her struggling within the grasp of one of the guards. He was still screaming for Young Master Lan, and when he saw her appear, his eyes lit up with a savage joy. "Who are you? Why do you want to see me?" Ling Lan asked impassively. "So you¡¯re Young Master Lan?" At Ling Lan¡¯s words, the little midget struggled even harder. Ling Yu, who was standing behind Ling Lan, threw a pointed look at the guard holding onto the child, and the guard immediately loosened his grip and retreated to the side. "I¡¯m called Ling Yi. My dad¡¯s Ling Hua." The midget straightened up and introduced himself after calming himself for a moment. Ling Lan nodded internally. No wonder Ling Hua was willing to be a traitor for his son ¡ª the child was indeed very bright, and could already control his emotions well enough to grasp opportunities in his path. "They told me that, my dad is dead ... my dad was so strong, how could he die?" There was still hope on Ling Yi¡¯s face, as if hoping that Ling Lan would tell him that all this wasn¡¯t true. Ling Lan secretly sighed; Ling Hua may have wronged her, but he hadn¡¯t wronged his son Ling Yi. A thought tumbled through her mind, and she replied, "Even the strongest person cannot always fend off an enemy¡¯s underhanded schemes. Ling Yi, your father is really dead." "Who killed my father?" Ling Yi¡¯s eyes were clouded with despair. "I do not know, but we¡¯re guessing that the orders came from someone in the upper ranks of the military, and that my father was also killed by one of the opponent¡¯s plots," said Ling Lan sadly and regretfully. Ling Lan resolutely pushed the me of Ling Hua¡¯s death onto the enemy who wanted her dead. She looked forward to Ling Yi¡¯s vengeance against the other once he grew up. After all, even though Ling Hua had died at her hands, wasn¡¯t the root cause the other party¡¯s inducement? Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s words caused a sh of surprise to pass through both Ling Qin¡¯s and Ling Yu¡¯s eyes, but their expressions quickly rxed, as if pleased with the way Ling Lan had spun things. Gaining the answer he sought, the mes of hatred zed in Ling Yi¡¯s eyes. "Young Master Lan, I¡¯ll definitely be stronger. At that time, I hope Young Master Lan will give me the chance to end the enemy with my own hand." Ling Yi¡¯s words caused an irrepressible shudder to run through Ling Qin¡¯s and Ling Yu¡¯s body. A chill settled in their hearts ¡ª could this end up being a case of warming a snake in one¡¯s bosom 1 ? Only Ling Lan seemed unperturbed, as she nodded and said, "Alright, I promise you this. Also, I must tell you ¡ª when your father sacrificed himself, he requested that you be set free, and I¡¯ve agreed to it ..." But Ling Yi interrupted Ling Lan to say, "I don¡¯t want to leave the Ling family." "Why?" Ling Lan was curious. "I want to inherit my father¡¯s position. I want to be Young Master Lan¡¯s most trusted loyalist." Ling Yi¡¯s face was filled with determination. Ever since he was little, he had received education telling him to be loyal to the Ling family and the family head ¡ª the thought of leaving the Ling family had never crossed his young mind. This response caused Ling Lan to fall silent. Ling Hua, you betrayed yourself, and betrayed the Ling family ... but your child had no intentions to leave the Ling family to begin with. Wasn¡¯t that just ironic? "I really want to agree with your request, but unfortunately, I promised your father first. A person should not go back on their word ..." said Ling Lan regretfully. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Ling Yi burst out into tears instantly. After all, he was only just a five year old child ¡ª facing an unknown future, even the strongest and brightest child would not be able to bear the anxiety within his heart. Like the child he was, he wailed. "Ling Yi, if you want to inherit your father¡¯s position, then you can¡¯t cry anymore," with reddened eyes, Ling Lanforted the boy. "Your father wished for you to enter a scout academy, and then obtain a ce in a military school, and finally be a professional military man. You cannot let your father down." Then, Ling Lan patted him on the head and continued, "However, I didn¡¯t say anything about sending you away. You will still be a member of the Ling family, only a free man in name. When you¡¯ve grown up, it¡¯ll be up to you whether you want to leave or return to the Ling family." Ling Lan¡¯s words reignited the hope in Ling Yi¡¯s heart. He wiped away his tears, and said, "Yes! I¡¯ll work hard, Young Master Lan. I¡¯ll definitelye back." He said this with steel-like conviction. He then turned around with a serious look on his face to speak to Ling Yu, who was behind Ling Lan. "Brother-inw Yu, I¡¯ll leave Young Master Lan to you for now. Once I¡¯ve be stronger, I¡¯ll definitelye back to take your position from you." That said, he bowed to Ling Lan in farewell and left the Ling family main estate. With a face full of worry, Ling Yu asked, "Young Master Lan, isn¡¯t this arrangement too risky?" If Ling Yi ever found out the truth, it was very likely that he would turn against them instead. Ling Lan smiled a slight smile. "Isn¡¯t it more interesting this way? Whether or not Ling Yi bes useful to me in the end, he is still a good chess piece." Ling Lan¡¯s words rendered Ling Yu speechless ¡ª he really couldn¡¯t figure out what Ling Lan¡¯s true thoughts were now. Ling Qin¡¯s expression was a little unsettled, but in the end, he said nothing. Ling Lan turned her head to face Ling Qin with a harsh expression. "Grandpa Chambein, you¡¯ve already handled the traitors and those prisoners, right?" Ling Qin¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and he stared at Ling Lan intently. Ling Lan asked, "About Ling Hua¡¯s betrayal ... besides the three of us, who else knows?" Ling Yu hurriedly shook his head. Out of caution in case there were other traitors within the Ling family, the three traitorous mecha squad members had been interrogated personally by him and Ling Qin. No one else knew any details. Ling Qin¡¯s verbal response corroborated this. After Ling Yu had left, he had continued the interrogation on his own, which was how he had found out the key reason behind Ling Hua¡¯s betrayal. "That¡¯s good. After getting rid of those people, as long as the three of us keep our mouths shut, Ling Yi should never be able to find out the truth." Ling Lan¡¯s words sent cold sweat running down Ling Qin¡¯s and Ling Yu¡¯s back. Was this Ling Lan¡¯s subtle way of warning them? "What if the person who tried to buy Ling Huaes out to tell Ling Yi the truth?" Ling Qin was still uneasy about this; Ling Yi was clearly a ticking time bomb. "Perhaps then we can inculcate the idea in Ling Yi that all of it is a plot by the opponent ... Anyway, it¡¯s a bigger problem if he doesn¡¯t reveal himself. If hees out, we could then follow the vine to get the melon 2 , and find out once and for all who is trying to harm our Ling family." Ling Lan¡¯s expression was sly. Ling Qin¡¯s eyes lit up. "This is a good n." If Ling Yi really managed to draw out that venomous snake from the shadows, it was worth it to take the risk. Just like that, the three of them discussed things a little more, and then Ling Qin and Ling Yu went off to handle their respective matters. Meanwhile, Ling Lan was left sitting alone on the sofa of therge living room. Once she confirmed that the two men had left, she sighed softly, "To save Ling Yi, was it really necessary to make things soplicated?" On the surface, Ling Qin and Ling Yu had seemed as if they really wanted to tear the weed out by its root 3 , but in truth, everything they did was to salvage Ling Yi¡¯s life. Otherwise, how could the little Ling Yi suddenly appear at the main door of the Ling family main house? The loyalists protecting the main house must have received the order to let Ling Yi through to the main doors, and both Ling Qin and Ling Yu should have something to do with this order ... The moment Ling Lan saw Ling Yi, she had understood this immediately. Although Ling Lan had no intention of taking Ling Yi¡¯s life to begin with, this sort of intentional arrangement annoyed her. It was great that the Ling family rules were humane and reasonable, however, they weren¡¯t ideal for warding against insubordination. In times when the family head was weak while the servants were stronger, this type of subtle nudging without the master¡¯s express permission was likely to happen. Although they didn¡¯t mean any harm, and there was no negative impact on her currently, if she let this go on unchecked, it might end up causing her a lot of trouble someday. Perhaps she should think of a way to change the current status quo, otherwise, it may really be impossible for her to continue putting her trust in the Ling family people. And that, would truly be a tragic thing. Both for Ling Lan, and for Ling Qin and the rest. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Merry Christmas, everyone! ^-^ Thank you for all your support thus far -- it means a lot. I¡¯m not a super fast trantor, but I can give you all some extra chapters for this holiday season. (Holiday speed burst!) Besides this one, there¡¯ll be another extra chapter tomorrow as well. Happy holidays! Chapter 63: Number Five Appears! Chapter 63: Number Five Appears! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Walking out from the Ling family main house, Ling Yu finally couldn¡¯t contain himself any longer, and asked Ling Qin in front of him, "Elder Qin, why didn¡¯t you ask about the cockpits ejecting from the mecha?" Ling Yu knew that that must have been caused by Ling Lan somehow, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t have been so calm when the mecha had fired. It¡¯s just ¡ª he really couldn¡¯t figure out how Ling Lan had done it. Could it really be that he could control A.I.? Of course, Ling Yu knew that this was preposterous ¡ª a joke. Everyone knew that A.I.s were self-contained systems. If a hacker was crazy enough to try and control an A.I., the A.I. would shut down automatically, and the mecha would automatically switch over to manual controls. Even the most skilful hacker in the world would not be able to seed. Moreover, once the A.I. had shut down, the controls would still be in the hands of the operators in the cockpits. It couldn¡¯t be that all three operators had made the same control error, right? Of course, another possibility was the A.I. itself glitching ... Ling Yu naturally shied away from this avenue of thought. If that were true, it would certainly be a catastrophe of epic proportions ¡ª it would utterly destroy the entire weapons system of the Federation. The Federation just could not afford for this to be true. In front of him, Ling Qin paused for a moment before turning his head back to caution, "Ling Yu, you overstep." Ling Yu¡¯s heart skipped a beat. Every generation of the Ling family head had his own trump card andst resort, and these were considered forbidden territory within the Ling family. No one was allowed to look into it, and vitors of this unspoken rule would receive a bloody end. And here he had stumbled across the line unknowingly. "Yes, thank you, Elder Qin, for the reminder." At this point, Ling Yu no longer held a whit of curiosity about it; perhaps this was just one of the Ling family¡¯sst resorts. It made sense when one thought about it. Mecha were the ultimate solo weapon ¡ª even themon standard mecha could easily wipe out a bare-handed martial expert. If he didn¡¯t keep something up his sleeve, how could the Ling family head put mecha into others¡¯ hands without worry? It had to be said that Ling Yu had an overactive imagination, his brain easilying up with all sorts of wild ideas to fill in the nks. The result of his ¡¯reasoning¡¯ was a back drenched with cold sweat, and the already loyal Ling Yu had no more stray thoughts, bing Ling Lan¡¯s most loyal loyalist in his lifetime. Ling Qin observed Ling Yu¡¯s realisation and eptance, and smiled a satisfied smile. Ling Qin was a good elder, and a good guard, but he was not a good steward. If he hadn¡¯t been sox in his management all these years, the people of the Ling family wouldn¡¯t have been so uncertain about their own position within the household, resulting in that tragic betrayal. However, Ling Qin was a person who knew how to reflect. Since he had made a mistake previously, then he would change now. So he had deviated from his usual agreeableness into this stern demeanour, and had issued an immediate warning in the face of Ling Yu¡¯s curiosity. If this was before, Ling Qin would have patiently exined things to Ling Yu before counselling Ling Yu to drop the matter. He wouldn¡¯t have outright warned Ling Yu without providing an exnation. It looked like Ling Lan wasn¡¯t the only one who had sensed the problem within the Ling family. Ling Qin had sensed it too and had begun his attempts to correct it. As for whether it would be effective, only time would tell. Of course, Ling Qin may have been affecting an enigmatic look as he warned Ling Yu, but in reality, he himself had no clue how the cockpits had been automatically ejected from the three mecha. Back then, his first thought was indeed that this was ast resort of the Ling family. He still recalled that when Ling Xiao had left, he had said something carefully and intently by Lan Luofeng¡¯s ear. Perhaps even then, Master Ling Xiao had sensed the problem within the Ling family, and for precaution¡¯s sake, had passed the secret of thisst resort on to Lan Luofeng. (Grandpa Chambein, you¡¯re really thinking too much. The man just wanted to say some sweet nothings to his beau and was embarrassed to be overheard.) Andter, Lan Luofeng must have passed it on in turn to Ling Lan. It should be noted that Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s ability to fill-in-the-nks was certainly a match for Ling Yu¡¯s ¡ª initially, Ling Lan had still been worried about how she would exin this issue away, but now, because of these two¡¯s misunderstandings, it was no longer a problem. Mind you, as Ling Lan had been discussing the matter of Ling Yi earlier, she had been constantly worried that they would ask about that. Of course, she had alreadye up with a strategy to handle it, but unexpectedly, the dreaded question hadn¡¯te even when they had left. This made Ling Lan very thankful, and she could finally rx. Since everyone was willing to pretend, she was also happy to y along. Still, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t happy for long before she was mercilessly dragged into the learning space. That night, under Lan Luofeng¡¯s praise, Ling Lan had yed up her cuteness to the max and feasted until she was full. Just as she was humming and preparing to lie down to rest, she felt her consciousness being sucked out of her body by a terrifying force. F*ck! Not again! Ling Lan savagely raised her middle finger against the dark world before her, mentally cursing at the tyranny of the learning space, and at how it didn¡¯t know how to respect its own host. Of course, Ling Lan only dared to be so impudent now ¡ª once Instructor Number One showed up, Ling Lan would be as obedient as she could be. It couldn¡¯t be helped. Number One was just too scary ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s strength was improving little by little, and the more it improved, the more she could sense how overwhelming Instructor Number One¡¯s strength was. With just one look, he could render her immobile ... As expected, the sombre coffin-faced Instructor Number One appeared, and Ling Lan immediately hid away her indignant expression, lowering her head and smoothing her brows into a face eager to learn. "Today¡¯s ambush. What are your thoughts?" asked Number One directly. "In front of mecha, the ultimate solo weapon, pure physical strength is nothing, like an ant." Ling Lan would never forget the helplessness she had felt when facing the mecha. If it hadn¡¯t been for Little Four¡¯s help, she would have been done for. "For the present you, it¡¯s already not bad that you couldprehend that." Number One didn¡¯t seem particrly satisfied with Ling Lan¡¯s response, but he wasn¡¯t angered by it either. He continued, "Based on your current performance and condition, I have to adjust your training n." Ling Lan was taken aback; she had no idea what Instructor Number One meant. "Number Five!" Number One spoke once again, but called out an unfamiliar number. "Big Bro, I¡¯m here." A vaguelyzy voice rang out from behind Ling Lan. Ling Lan abruptly turned her head, and saw a rather dashing looking young man with a smile on his lips. When his eyes met hers, he waved at her enthusiastically. Facing Number One¡¯s stifling presence, he seemed entirely unconcerned. Ling Lan¡¯s gaze narrowed; this man was definitely more than he seemed. She knew very well how formidable as usual Instructor Number One¡¯s presence was ¡ª the fact that this man could be so carefree in the face of that ... did it mean that his presence was just as formidable? "After this, your training will be led by Number Five, with Number Nine assisting." Number One didn¡¯t seem to mind Number Five¡¯s flippant attitude, disappearing afterying down thew. Meanwhile, Number Nine had also appeared in the learning space. When she saw Number Five, the subtle smile on her face faded into ice. "Number Five, long time no see." "Lil Sis Number Nine! It¡¯s been such a long time. Your brother here has almost contracted lovesickness since it¡¯s been so long. My hair turning white overnight and all ..." Number Five scurried over to Number Nine, face filled with emotion as he sped Number Nine¡¯s hand. His expression was full of longing,pletely oblivious of the throbbing green vein on Number Nine¡¯s forehead. Faced with Number Five¡¯s shameless words and actions, Number Nine threw a kick at him without any hesitation. With just a single leap, Number Five escaped the range of Number Nine¡¯s attack, but he still showed no restraint, continuing to tease, "Lil Sis Number Nine, so passionate even after so long. You make elder brother so happy." "Number Five, do not forget your mission. Number One isn¡¯t as patient as I am," huffed Number Nine coldly. She seemed used to Number Five¡¯sckadaisical attitude, bluntly reminding him not to go overboard. When Number Five heard this, his grin visibly froze for a beat. Number Nine didn¡¯t pay any more attention to Number Five, turning instead to Ling Lan to say, "Ling Lan, Number Five¡¯s training will not be easy, you must be prepared." Facing her pet disciple, she couldn¡¯t help but worry a bit more than usual. She understood that Number One wouldn¡¯t allow her to be the only one responsible for Ling Lan¡¯s training this time because he was afraid that her affection for Ling Lan would affect her progress. Although Number One seemed to be very dissatisfied with Ling Lan, nitpicking at any little w, Number One actually thought very highly of Ling Lan, even training her up as if she were his sessor. Otherwise, Number One wouldn¡¯t have modified his training n for Ling Lan again and again. Hearing this, Number Five¡¯s smile deepened once again. "Number Nine, rx, Ling Lan¡¯s also my student. I¡¯ll take good care of him." For some reason, looking at Number Five¡¯s smile, Ling Lan felt a chill settle over her heart. Ling Lan¡¯s intuition was not mistaken. When Number Nine heard Number Five¡¯s words, she did not rx at all, but rather looked at Ling Lan with strange pity in her eyes. This gaze set off the final rms in Ling Lan¡¯s mind ¡ª hells, this was definitely nothing good. Before Ling Lan could ask Number Nine any questions, Number Five flicked a finger, and Ling Lan was thrown into a new learning area, an endless grassy in. With a tortured look on her face, Ling Lan heard the voice of the system ring out by her ear: Mission: 1 minuteter, a wolf pack wille. Please hold out against the wolf pack¡¯s attack for 20 minutes without dying. Reward forpletion unknown! Punishment for failure unknown! Ling Lan had no thought to spare right now for reward or punishment. Her forehead was beaded with sweat ¡ª goddammit, actually expecting her to fight bare-handed against wolves! And she had to hold out for 20 minutes as well ¡ª this was definitely a mission meant to kill someone. Ling Lan did not believe that the wolves in this wolf pack here would be like the wolves from her previous. The wild beasts within the learning space were definitely several times bigger and stronger than their earthly counterparts. It wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan had not considered running away, but unfortunately she had no idea which direction the wolf pack woulde from, or even if they would attack from all directions. Since she couldn¡¯t be sure, recklessly running away might just put her in a worse situation. She might as well just save her strength and wait for the final battle. Ling Lan naturally used thest of her waiting time to observe her grassy surroundings. If she could just find an easily defensible location, then setting aside 20 minutes, she should even be able to defend for a fair bit longer. Unfortunately, Ling Lan was disappointed. The learning space was not like the games of her previous world, full of bugs ¡ª in this grasnd before her, there wasn¡¯t a single obstruction in sight, the endless t in of grass only followed by yet endless t in of grass. And on the ground itself, there was only soft grass on top of loose soil. There weren¡¯t even any hard rocks, so Ling Lan couldn¡¯t even find one to use as a weapon even if she wanted to. Dammit, the learning space was truly vicious. It wouldn¡¯t allow Ling Lan to borrow any external strength whatsoever, determined to make Ling Lan fight off the wolves with just her bare hands. A minute¡¯s time went by swiftly, and then countless howls broke the silence from all around Ling Lan. Sure enough, the wolves were not going toe from just one direction, but were surrounding her. For Ling Lan, this just made the situation even more perilous. Ling Lan narrowed her eyes and released the malevolent aura contained within her body in a sudden st. The moment this malevolent aura appeared, a change fell over the wolves¡¯ howls ... Chapter 64: The Rabbit Sky Leap Skill! Chapter 64: The Rabbit Sky Leap Skill! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Against a wolf pack, showing any weakness was not going to work. A wolf pack wouldn¡¯t think as deeply as a human would ¡ª in their eyes, the weaker the prey, the easier it would be for them to release their aggression upon it. In contrast, against a stronger opponent, a wolf pack would be much more cautious, and wouldn¡¯t just pounce recklessly. Sure enough, the full st of Ling Lan¡¯s malevolent aura made the alpha wolf pause ¡ª after all, Ling Lan was someone who had killed the King of the Swamp before and had been baptised in the blood of the various kingly beasts. This malevolent aura caused the wolves to be wary, and the wolves who had been bounding at her from all directions stopped at the lead wolf¡¯s howling cries. Still, they remained poised to attack, just waiting for the alpha wolf¡¯s signal. The dense pack of wolves almost filled the entire grassy in, and every wolf was extremelyrge and fierce, their bodies as big as a small cow¡¯s. Their snouts were spread in savage grins, and drool hung from the razor-sharp tips of their exposed teeth. Facing such delicious prey, the eyes of this pack of ravenous wolves were almost glowing green ... If a normal person was here and was faced with this scene, he would likely piss his pants and copse to the ground. Still, Ling Lan was unaffected. She remained cool-headed and continued to look for her chance. At this moment, she was very grateful that she had gone through the survival training in the primordial forest. After experiencing the terror of surviving there, she could keep her calm in this situation, heart steady and muscles pliant. Both sides observed each other for a long moment. And then, the alpha wolf¡¯s howl rang out once again. Ling Lan¡¯s ears twitched, sifting through the criesing from the wolf pack, and she managed to confirm that there were actually five alpha wolves of equal rank within the pack. Pleasant surprise shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes ¡ª perhaps this was the fighting chance she had to hold out for 20 minutes. Without waiting for the five alpha wolves toe to an agreement, Ling Lan charged forward, her target being the area to the northeast side. Different from the other wolves in the wolf pack, the wolves in this area had a clear red line on their foreheads. Ling Lan¡¯s unexpected action caused chaos to break out within the pack surrounding her, but a piercing howl rang out, followed closely by the cries of the four other alpha wolves¡¯, bringing the pack back to order and silence. Only the wolves with red-lined foreheads continued to bare their fangs at Ling Lan who had invaded their territory. It looked like the alpha wolf of this part of the pack felt that this was a direct challenge to its authority, and that Ling Lan was a prey that had delivered itself to death¡¯s door. Although Ling Lan¡¯s fists flew furiously, savagely sending red-lined wolf after red-lined wolf flying, she was still keeping a close watch on the whole situation. Seeing the other wolf packs under the other alpha wolves sitting by the side-lines as she had expected, her heart settled. Of course, Ling Lan didn¡¯t think the danger was over yet. If the red-lined wolf pack couldn¡¯t handle her, the alpha of this pack would probablypromise in the end and choose to cooperate with the other wolf packs. At that time, she would still be subject to a group attack. Frankly, although the wolves had looked as if they worked together like a single entity at first, they were still divided by their respective packs. Cooperating to take down a prey was fine, but if one pack wanted to enter another pack¡¯s territory, that was definitely out of the question. Unless the particr wolf pack was weaker and needed the reinforcement of outside help, only then would the alpha wolf loosen this restriction. Ling Lan had cleverly grasped hold of this point and had jumped on her own into the red-lined wolves¡¯ territory, forcing the other wolf packs to step back and wait. Ling Lan may be small, but the power behind her fists wasn¡¯t, and her physical fitness was certainly of the abnormal sort. After six years of continuous training with the Qi cultivation exercises, along with the medicinal baths of the Ling family, her body¡¯s resilience had long since exceeded that of an average person¡¯s. Although her skin still looked as fair and rosy as a maiden¡¯s, it was very difficult for normal des to leave any sort of mark on her body. ******** Somewhere high up in the air out of Ling Lan¡¯s sight, Number Five and Number Nine were watching the fight. Number Five nodded and said, "Not bad, she has good basics. Number Nine, looks like you put in a lot of effort." Number Nine¡¯s eyes held a trace of a smile, and her tone was proud as she said, "Yes, Ling Lan is very hardworking and motivated." Number Five nced at Number Nine with a half-smile on his face. "You¡¯re satisfied with her current progress? It doesn¡¯t seem like she¡¯s reached her limits yet ¡ª Number Nine, you¡¯ve be soft on her after all. That¡¯s not like you." Number Nine sniffed. "I think this level of progress is best suited for her." However, after she said this, a subtle blush stole over the skin behind Number Nine¡¯s ears. It couldn¡¯t be helped ¡ª Number Nine couldn¡¯t really say that with full honesty. It was the truth that she hadn¡¯t pushed Ling Lan as hard as she could in the past few years. Mind you, the teaching approach of the learning space was to use the most extreme and cruellest methods imaginable to force the children to break past their limits and unleash their innate talents. It made the children challenge their limits in every way, physically and mentally, and even in other respects. This sort of cruel teaching approach put every single child who entered the learning space under an endless amount of torment and duress. Almost all the children had not been able to bear it, and would end up either breaking down in tears, running away in fear, or even losing all their confidence to loudly beg for mercy ... this was all part of the phase of vulnerability that the children had to experience and ovee. But Ling Lan stood out as an oddball. It was as if she had already established her goals early on (the girl was a proper adult who had lived two lives, not an ignorant young child, of course she wouldn¡¯t be so easily scared off by this type of teaching approach), so, in the six years with Number Nine in charge, no matter how harsh the training, or how unreasonable the courses, Ling Lan had endured. She had never voiced a singleint, nor shed a single tear. This stoicism ended up moving the typically unfeeling Number Nine, leading her to be somewhat soft on Ling Lan. It had to be said that this was a beautiful misunderstanding! Number Five touched his chin with his right hand, and the smile on his lips deepened. Perhaps this was why Number One had unsealed him ¡ª this child had actually managed to affect Number Nine, how interesting ... Seeing Number Five¡¯s strange smile, Number Nine couldn¡¯t help but worry for Ling Lan. She raised her voice in warning, "Number Five, don¡¯t go overboard." Number Nine knew how insane Number Five could get ¡ª at the beginning, countless promising prodigies had had their wings snapped by his hand. Of course, anyone who managed to survive his training would certainly be an unimaginable talent ... but she had never seen Number Five seed in training anyone. Number Nine looked over at Ling Lan with aplicated gaze. It¡¯s not that she didn¡¯t want Ling Lan to be great, but rather than subject her to the unspeakable torments of the training period, she¡¯d rather see Ling Lan happy and carefree ... but could a powerless person truly be happy and carefree? As ifing to some realisation, Number Nine abruptly turned away, and with her back to Number Five, she said, "Once you¡¯re done with training,e find me." Number Five quirked a brow. "What? Not going to follow us around anymore? Aren¡¯t you afraid I¡¯ll end up ruining your beloved disciple?" After all, the reason they hade here was due to Number Nine¡¯s worry to begin with. At this moment, Number Nine¡¯s face no longer held any traces of worry. With a cool expression, she said, "Number One did the right thing. I am not suitable to be Ling Lan¡¯s main instructor right now. But, I believe that Ling Lan will definitelyplete your training course." "So much confidence in her?" Number Five was taken aback. For context, it should be known that he had ruined several hundred prodigies with his training methods previously, which was why he had been sealed within the learning space. Thus, he himself was very surprised when he was unsealed this time ¡ª and even more surprisingly, Number One had actually put him in charge of their current host. "Ling Lan¡¯s not just my pet disciple, she¡¯s also Elder Brother Number One¡¯s." A confident smile appeared on Number Nine¡¯s lips before she disappeared from the area. Number Five stared at the spot where Number Nine disappeared and smiled thoughtfully. Number One¡¯s disciple? That was just too interesting! ******** Meanwhile, around Ling Lan, the bodies of red-lined wolves were beginning to pile up, and although yet more red-lined wolves continued to circle her, their attacks were not as aggressive as they had been before, and were perhaps even a little tentative. This scenario enraged the alpha wolf of the red-lined wolves ¡ª it felt that its authority had been undermined by this weak little prey before it. So it let loose another howl, spurring on the attacks of the red-lined wolves, causing them to be more aggressive. Bam! A red-lined wolf who was lunging for Ling Lan¡¯s throat was punched right in the head. Crack! Its skull fractured, and its calf-sized body fell heavily to the ground. And there the red-lined wolfy, whining piteously, and after a few final fluttering breaths, its chest went still and the wolf never got up again. The current Ling Lan was no longer her usual serene self ¡ª her eyes held a limitless amount of killing intent, and she attacked with precision and ruthlessness. This sort of life-and-death scenario did not allow for any carelessness on her part; she was determined not to experience death being torn apart by wolves. She had already begun circting her Qi the moment she started attacking, as this was one of her trump cards when charging into the wolf pack. As long as the opponent was not stronger than her, the energy expended in her attacks could bepletely recuperated by the cirction of Qi. In other words, Ling Lan would never be in danger of a tragic death by exhaustion. The alpha of the red-lined wolves watched as its subordinates fell one by one, with no visible effect on the weak prey. Finally, it could tolerate it no longer, and with a howl, it rushed into the fray. The alpha of the red-lined wolves was much bigger than the other red-lined wolves; its body could bepared to that of an adult bull. It approached with bloodshot red eyes ¡ª the countless deaths of its subordinates by Ling Lan¡¯s hands had sent it into a towering rage. The other red-lined wolves backed away in the face of their alpha, leaving the battlefieldpletely up to their leader. Ling Lan exhaled softly. ns and counterns shed through her mind as she considered whether she should try to draw out the fight with this alpha wolf, so she could while away a bit more time. But the red-lined alpha wolf was not going to give Ling Lan the time to think, pouncing at her the moment it got within range. It swung its thick ws at Ling Lan, trying to tear this detestable prey in half. Ling Lan leant back slightly, just enough to avoid the alpha¡¯s ws, when suddenly, the wolf¡¯s ws mysteriously lengthened. Ling Lan¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pushed on her two feet to spring back further, narrowly managing to avoid those sharp extendable ws. After evading the attack, Ling Lan struggled to regain her bnce as she peeked at the alpha¡¯s ws. All four of the alpha¡¯s ws had extended by approximately 10 centimetres. Who knew that the red-lined alpha wolf within the learning space would have the ability to retract its ws? This surprise had almost made her take some unintended damage. The alpha wolf wasn¡¯t going to give Ling Lan time to adjust, immediately lunging at her once again, and its main weapon this time was its sharp teeth. Ling Lan met it with a fist, but this time she felt as if she was hitting a solid rock. Her fist throbbed in pain, and the resulting aftershock of energy pushed her back by five to six paces. On the other hand, Ling Lan¡¯s punch didn¡¯t seem to have caused much damage to the alpha. The alphanded squarely, and when it saw Ling Lan falling back, it charged forward once again with all its might, jaws wide open in preparation for a savage bite. "Rabbit Sky Leap!" Chapter 65: A Rip-Off of a Mission Clear Reward! Chapter 65: A Rip-Off of a Mission Clear Reward! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan¡¯s right arm was numb so she could no longer use it to attack, so she decisively threw out a back kick, using the technique she had trained diligently to obtain in the past five years ¡ª the Rabbit Sky Leap. And now she would finally be able to test it out for real, and see how much power this skill, which had cost her 10 honour points, truly wielded. With a loud "Bam!", the red-lined alpha wolf was sent flying amidst its own pained cries. It smashed onto the ground and actually rolled another five to six metres due to the remaining energy behind the blow beforeing to a stop. Ling Lan put down her right foot, her eyes full of satisfaction. As expected, the Rabbit Sky Leap was really powerful ¡ª the strength of her own fists had not been able to do much damage to the red-lined alpha wolf, but the Rabbit Sky Leap could, and it looked like the damage value it dealt was significant. ording to Ling Lan¡¯s calctions, the Rabbit Sky Leap technique could increase her leg strength by as much as five times ¡ª and this was just at the basic level of mastery. If she continued to practise and became even more proficient with the skill, it would definitely be one of her killing techniques. At this moment, the red-lined wolf tottered upright again. As its head was hit directly, it seemed to still be somewhat dazed. The red-lined alpha wolf shook its head to try and dispel the dizziness, but this move only made it fall over again. The condition of the red-lined alpha wolf caused the red-lined wolf pack to fall into disarray. The wolves were all howling at the sky worriedly, as if asking if their leader was okay. Still, as befitting one of the reigning kings of the grasnds, the red-lined alpha wolf stood up once again. This time, it seemed to have regained full awareness, and turning to face the one who had kicked it, its eyes were crimson, filled with the need to rip Ling Lan into pieces. Still, the wild beasts within the learning space had a certain level of intelligence ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s kick had shown the alpha wolf that this small prey before it was not as weak as it seemed. It knew that it would not be able to handle the prey on its own, and so the red-lined wolf cast away its dignity, and howled up at the sky. Very quickly, the wolves all around took up the howl as well, and the wolf packs in all directions bowed down collectively. From different directions and from different wolf packs, four huge alpha wolves emerged. They were like kings, strolling out proudly from among their subjects, slowly approaching Ling Lan. Apparently, the red-lined alpha wolf had called out for assistance from the other alpha wolves. Ling Lan¡¯s expression turned frigid. Although she didn¡¯t have to continue duking it out with the sea of wolves, thebined attack of five alpha wolves was also nothing to sneeze at. She really feared that she might lose her life under the fangs and ws of these alpha wolves as soon as the fight began. "Interesting, didn¡¯t expect her to have that skill." Number Five¡¯s eyes narrowed in contemtion, aplicated expression on his face as he watched Ling Lan preparing to do battle against the five alpha wolves. Had that skill been her own choice? Or had it been just luck? At that moment, the five alpha wolves officially began their attack on Ling Lan. With the red-lined alpha wolf as the lead attacker, the other alpha wolves circled around, darting in every so often to try and score a sneak attack. Their movements were well-coordinated, nothing at all like the messy and chaotic attacks of the regr wolves of the wolf pack. The attacks of the alpha wolves had a sort of beauty to it, unlike the crude savagery of the regr wolves¡¯ attacks. The alpha wolves¡¯ movements could even be called graceful, though sometimes strange and elusive. But every coboration between the wolves was just right, causing Ling Lan to be extremely harried as she evaded, almost dying several times in the process. Ling Lan no longer held anything back. She pushed Qi into her two arms, instantly doubling their strength. Although it couldn¡¯tpare to the power of the Rabbit Sky Leap, it was still more than enough to prate through the alpha wolves¡¯ thick hides and deal them some pain. Right now, Ling Lan¡¯s own body strength was not enough to fight against these alpha wolves ¡ª Ling Lan had already be aware of this during her first battle with the red-lined alpha wolf. The perfectly coordinated attacks of the five alpha wolves gave them the upper edge, but Ling Lan wasn¡¯t helpless under these attacks. The powerful Rabbit Sky Leap was something the five alpha wolves had to watch out for because they just couldn¡¯t tell which kick was actually a Rabbit Sky Leap in disguise. Under this scenario, the two sides were actually pretty evenly matched. Still, the fearsome attacks of the alpha wolves let Ling Lan experience the thrill of dancing with death ¡ª she slowly let herself go, subconsciously descending into a pure world ofbat, not a single stray thought within her mind. After fighting for a long while, Ling Lan felt a rush of euphoria permeate through her body ¡ª the shackles holding her back had finally been broken. Ling Lan felt as if she had entered a whole new world, where the energy within her body was cheerfully waving at her, as if announcing their return. Ling Lan knew what this was ¡ª it was the shackles she had put on herself previously to control her own strength. Within the past month, Ling Lan had been embroiled inbat training with the Ling family loyalists, all for the sake of restraining her malevolent aura. Even so, Ling Lan was very afraid that her malevolent aura would suddenly burst out, causing her to lose control and harm her family by ident. And so she had cautiously convinced herself, that no matter what the situation, she would not permit herself to release all of her strength in its entirety ... Gradually, this self-hypnosis of sorts became a type of shackle, until finally, Ling Lan found that even if she consciously wanted to, she was unable to unleash all of her strength. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know whether tough or cry at this result. Later on, she had sparred with Qi Long, and although she should have been able to defeat Qi Long with a straightforward show of strength, she had found it impossible to bypass her own personal limiters. In the end, she could only keep dragging out the fight until Qi Long had been exhausted for the spar to end. Naturally, faced with such a frustrating situation, Ling Lan was very unhappy. But unfortunately, she had been unable to resolve the problem, and so had had no choice but to push it to the back of her mind, and wait for a solution to present itselfter. Unexpectedly, at this crucial life-or-death moment, Ling Lan had broken past her shackles, regaining full ess to her strength. The alpha wolves sensed this change in Ling Lan; slowly but surely, they sensed the strength of their opponent grow stronger and stronger ¡ª attacks which had only caused minor pain previously, were now actually hurting them to their bones. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know how long she had been fighting the alpha wolves, but she was starting to feel that her Qi cirction could no longer keep up with her energy expenditure. Her stamina was gradually fading, seeming as if it would disappear entirely the very next moment. She should have been anxious and worried by this, but she was uncharacteristically calm ¡ª just as if she wasn¡¯t the Ling Lan fighting for her life right now, but rather a cold-eyed observer on the side-lines. Indeed, she had actually entered a strange sort of ne, where the attacks of the five alpha wolves seemed to ur almost in slow-motion. She could actually see a hole in the coborative attacks of the five alpha wolves, and sensed that if she targeted that spot, she would definitely manage tond a solid hit. Although Ling Lan didn¡¯t know why this was happening, she instinctively knew that this was a precious opportunity. Thus, she absorbed energy through her cirction of Qi once more, sent it running down into her right fist, and then threw a firm punch at the hole she had noticed. Meanwhile, from Number Five¡¯s perspective, Ling Lan¡¯s right fist vanished mysteriously all of a sudden, and then a loud smack rang out, and an alpha wolf was sent flying to sprawl on the ground a distance away. However, the alpha wolf wasn¡¯t heavily injured and managed to struggle back to its feet, and then with an angry howl, it rejoined the battle once more. At that moment, Number Five¡¯s face was a study in shock. Disbelievingly, he muttered to himself again and again, "How can this be? How can this be? Could it be the zone?" Even as the thought reared its head, he squashed it. He shook his head forcefully, telling himself to calm down, that what he was thinking was impossible. What child would be so aberrant as to touch on the borders of a zone at six years old? Perhaps it was just a lucky shot by Ling Lan. Seeing their ownrade being sent flying, albeit just briefly, the other alphas were enraged ¡ª this was an outright challenge! They no longer held any of their initial notions of fooling around, deciding to give the fight their all. Ling Lan still remained calm; she had once again noticed a hole in the defences of the five alpha wolves. Even now she was unsure how her fist had connected with the head of one of the alpha wolves ¡ª the area she had aimed for had clearly been an empty space. Herst attack had been half-hearted, tentative as she was only testing it out. But this time, she would no longer hesitate. "Rabbit Sky Leap!" Resolutely, Ling Lan used her strongest technique on the hole. Immediately after, a deste cry rang out ¡ª and one of the alpha wolves was seen falling heavily to the ground. Arge hole had been ripped open on its belly, and its blood was gushing out like a river ... there was no possibility that it would survive. The Rabbit Sky Leap technique could really be used as a one-hit-kill blow; Ling Lan was extremely pleased. Perhaps there were other skills and techniques much stronger than the Rabbit Sky Leap, but Ling Lan still felt that the Rabbit Sky Leap was much more useful and adaptable. Since the movements for it looked no different from a regr kick, she could hide it when she used it ¡ª no one would be able to tell which kick of hers was a Rabbit Sky Leap, so it was an extremely stealthy move. The wolf who died was the red-lined alpha wolf. All we can say is that the red-lined alpha wolf was just too unlucky ¡ªing on so strongly because it thought it had the upper hand, only to lose its lupine life. At the death of the red-lined alpha wolf, the red-lined wolf pack started a round of mournful howling and then quickly dispersed. Within the span of two to three minutes, they had all fled the scene. The four remaining alpha wolves stared at each other for a moment, and then decided to follow the example of the red-lined wolf pack. They swiftly retreated, howling out to their subordinates as they did so. Ling Lan watched as the wolf packs slowly retreated until they had left her range of sight. Still, she didn¡¯t rx yet, staying on her feet for another three minutes. Finally, she could hold on no longer and toppled over to lie down on the ground. Those final two blows at the end had drained all of Ling Lan¡¯s physical energy. She had only remained standing out of sheer stubbornness, afraid to reveal her inability to continue to fight. Only when her body could really take it no longer had she given in to fall to the ground. If the wolf packs chose to return and rally a second attack on her right now, it would definitely be an easy task for them to make mincemeat out of Ling Lan. Fortunately though, the wolf packs had really departed, so Ling Lan managed to survive by the skin of her teeth. Even so, Ling Lan was still fearful as she recalled the situation. Once again, she was keenly aware of how important Little Four was to her. Without hisprehensive monitoring, her safety was entirely up to fate and circumstance ¡ª Ling Lan really detested this feeling of uncertainty. Of course, most importantly ... it was rather lonely without Little Four by her side. However, Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts quickly turned to the sensation she had experienced in the earlier battle. That ability to glean the defensive holes of an opponent with one look, the feeling of having the flow of battle within her hands ... that sensation was just wonderful. Ling Lanid on the ground and held a fist up to the sky. Although she had no clue what that sensation was, she knew that it came from within her own body. In the fight, both herbat instincts and her physical strength had been pushed past her original limits, progressing one step further. Was this what was meant by a personal breakthrough? But before Ling Lan could get too caught up in her excitement, a wet-nket in human form appeared in her sight. Number Five had materialized out of thin air right above Ling Lan. Peering down at Ling Lan, he grinned widely as he said, "Congrattions, you¡¯ve cleared the mission." At the same time, the system¡¯s voice rang out by Ling Lan¡¯s ear: "Missionpleted. Reward ¡ª intense training by Number Five obtained!" When Ling Lan heard the contents of the reward, her gut reaction was that she had been ripped-off. If she had known that this was the reward for clearing the mission, she would definitely havemitted suicide right off the bat, so that she would utterly fail the mission. Ling Lan had not forgotten Number Nine¡¯s gentle warning ... Boo hoo hoo! Could she have a redo?! Ling Lan really felt like crying, full of regret for what might have been. However, Number Five didn¡¯t give Ling Lan much time to regret her life choices. With another quick grab, he tossed Ling Lan into his own special training area. Chapter 66: Still Ended Up a Boarder Chapter 66: Still Ended Up a Boarder Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Somewhere on the of Doha, in a top-secret location, someone was reporting the results of their operation through amunicator. "Sir, the people below have sent back the news ¡ª we have failed." "What happened?" The screen was pitch-ck, and the disguised voice that came through was cold and mechanical. "There were way too many people protecting that brat, not just those opposing us, but even the des showed up." "The des? Why are they involved?" The other could not understand why the ded forces would appear here and now. "Sir, what should we do now?" The caller¡¯s forehead was dripping with sweat. His superior was unforgiving of failure ¡ª he was deeply afraid that he would lose his head over this. "Looks like the situation is a littleplicated." The ded forces¡¯ involvement was clearly a concern to the other. "Ling Xiao¡¯s son ... perhaps they are using him as bait now." "It can¡¯t be." The caller just could not believe it. Ling Xiao was the Federation¡¯s hero ¡ª how could they treat a hero¡¯s child so heartlessly? "Hmph. For their own benefit, what wouldn¡¯t the people in power abandon?" The otherughed coldly, tone mocking as he continued, "If Ling Xiao were still alive, and found out that the country he defended with his life was using his only descendant as bait, putting him in danger, he would probably be filled with endless regret." As if finding his own words rather pointless, the mechanical voice regrouped andmanded sternly, "Forget going after Ling Xiao¡¯s son. Using him as bait to draw us out? In their dreams!" "Understood!" The caller reflexively stood up to receive his orders, however, he was still worried, so he asked, "Sir, that boy is the child of a god-ss operator ¡ª ording to the transmitted data, his potential is excellent. If he is like Ling Xiao, and grows up to be another god-ss operator for the Federation, this will be very disadvantageous for our Empire. Shouldn¡¯t we just take the risk and eliminate him ...?" god-ss operators were just too strong beyond belief, capable of deciding the ultimate oue of a battle if they were present. The speaker of the mechanical voice picked up on the worried tone of his subordinate, and chided in dissatisfaction, "Didn¡¯t you do research on the information regarding god-ss operators? Over thest several hundred years, has the offspring of any god-ss operator manage to achieve that pinnacle? Even ascending to the level of an ace operator has been difficult for them. Didn¡¯t the gicists of our Empire publicize their research thesis? When a particr bloodline has culminated in a god-ss operator, that means that the energy potential within the genes of that bloodline has already peaked. This also means that all the energy potential of that bloodline has been consumed by the produced god-ss operator, resulting in his descendants bing more and more mediocre ... Ling Xiao¡¯s descendants are done for." Otherwise, Ling Xiao¡¯s son Ling Lan wouldn¡¯t have failed to even make the top 10 of the Central Scout Academy. The decline of the Ling family was a foregone conclusion, so they weren¡¯t really worth their attention. This news dropped onto the caller¡¯s head like a bomb, sending his mind reeling. If Ling Xiao¡¯s son wasn¡¯t a real threat to the empire, then why had his superior spent so much effort trying to assassinate Ling Lan? As if sensing his subordinate¡¯s bewilderment, the mechanical voice rang out once more through themunicator, "It has been almost seven years since Ling Xiao¡¯s death, but all the military personnel of the Federation have not forgotten this extraordinary god-ss operator, still filled with ungging admiration for him. If at this time, news that his son had been assassinated by official mecha operators of the Federation were to spread ... how do you think the military men in service of the Chinese Federation will react?" The sweat started to flow freely from the caller¡¯s forehead. "They may start to suspect that Ling Xiao¡¯s death was due to a conspiracy, a sacrifice in the power struggle among the upper ranks of the military ¡ª a mutiny may ur within the Federation." Who knew that his boss had been nning to use Ling Lan¡¯s death to set up such arge stage? "What a pity the opponent also thought of the same thing, and decided to just y along with our trick, choosing to use Ling Xiao¡¯s son as a sacrificial pawn to bait us. I think, even if we really killed Ling Xiao¡¯s son, the opponent will be able to fabricate evidence to pin the me on our Empire." The mechanical voice was filled with regret. This exchange was his loss ¡ª it was just lucky that he had discovered this early on, and managed to clean up after himself, only exposing some unimportant pawns in the process. Listening to the analysis of the situation by the mechanical voice, the caller¡¯s forehead was beaded with sweat; he had almost ruined his superior¡¯s grand n. He quickly nodded and bowed, saying, "Yes, Sir, I understand now." "We shall scatter our forces andy low for now. Don¡¯t do anything rash. The matter of the Ling family ends here." The mechanical voice decisively gave up on the operation to assassinate Ling Lan. He just could not let the opponent pin the death of Ling Xiao¡¯s son upon the head of the Empire. Ling Xiao¡¯s death had already shown him the fervour of the military men of the Federation. Due to his death, the conflict between the two nations had escted into an epic long-standing feud, which currently still showed no signs of stopping. If Ling Xiao¡¯s son¡¯s death became more fuel to the me, he was afraid that the Empire would be overrun by those military men of the Federation and be utterly destroyed. "Yes, Sir," responded the caller, before carefully shutting hismunicator and turning to ry his superior¡¯s orders. Just like that, the threat towards Ling Lan was resolved. When Ling Lanter became the Federation¡¯s star warrior of a new generation, these people would be filled with regret, beating themselves up for not choosing to continue with their assassination operation ... Meanwhile, themander of the des had received news from 413, who had secretly escorted Ling Lan all the way home. The assassination attempt this time had chilled him, even as it infuriated him. He had never expected that the opponent had already managed to secretly control some of the high-ranking people within the federal military. The band of mecha operators 413¡¯s squad had captured and brought in were indeed serving military men of the Federation, but unfortunately, they really didn¡¯t know anything and were just a bunch of idiots who had been used. Still, themander of the des had been able to confirm that the power base of the opponent hidden within the Federation was considerable, and that a bunch of traitors had already been gathered around him. But for now, his greatest worry was for Ling Lan¡¯s safety. Ling Lan may have narrowly escaped this time ¡ª but what about next time? Themander of the des hesitated for a brief moment, but finally connected to that particr contact number once more ... in the end, when he shut hismunicator, the tension in his brows had faded and his expression was light and cheerful. Although that old fellow had mercilessly extorted a substantial sum from him, it was alright as long as his objective had been achieved. At the most he¡¯ll just have to take on a couple more strenuous jobs in the meantime, but for the preservation of the bloodline of the Federation, this trouble was worth it! ******** Early the second day, Ling Lan finally escaped from the torments of Number Five. With low spirits, she levered herself out of bed and washed up, and then rapidly wolfed down her prepared breakfast. There was no helping it ¡ª the distance to school was rather far, so she needed to hurry to make sure she had enough time for the journey. Of course, Ling Lan was also considering whether she should look for a ce close to the scout academy to live ¡ª wasting so much time every day onmuting was not a sustainable n in Ling Lan¡¯s opinion. Ling Lan decided that she would discuss the matter with her mother when she returned from school that day. Just as she finished her preparations and was about to leave, an unexpected guest showed up on the Ling family doorstep ¡ª the dean of the Central Scout Academy. The dean¡¯s arrival was for one purpose only, and that was for Ling Lan to give up her special ss right to be a day student. This was because Ling Lan was the only person this year who chose to be a day student, so the dean was concerned that Ling Lan¡¯s grades and progress would be held back by this. Of course, as the academy was the one to request for the student to relinquish this right, the academy promised that Ling Lan could request something else from the academy, as long as the request was within the academy¡¯s means. Although Lan Luofeng was very tempted by this offer, she could not agree. Why had Ling Lan chosen to be a day student to begin with after all? Because of the problem of her gender. If she stayed with someone else, the risk of exposure would be too high ¡ª Lan Luofeng could not afford to take the risk. Even if Lan Luofeng wanted to refuse, she still needed to have a legitimate reason for refusing. This moment fully disyed Lan Luofeng¡¯s ability to improvise. In an instant, she actually managed to concoct a believable excuse ¡ª she said that ever since Ling Xiao had passed away, she had contracted an extremely severe case of depression. Consequently, she could not bear to be apart from her loved ones for long. If Ling Lan were to board at the school, she would be unable to control herself, and may end up harming herself. Ling Qin, who was standing to one side, was very cooperative, immediately affecting an extremely morose expression, nodding gravely to affirm that what his mistress said was true. Meanwhile, with a face full of worry for her mother, Ling Lan regretfully declined the dean¡¯s kind offer. ying the pity card was obviously a smart move, for the dean¡¯s expression was awkward and filled with helplessness. Just as the three believed that the dean would give up on his n, the dean seemed toe to some momentous decision and suggested an arrangement that shocked the three of them. He actually suggested that Lan Luofeng live together with Ling Lan in the school. And since the academy had the iron-d rule of not allowing non-staff to live on campus, the dean even went so far as to offer Lan Luofeng a position at the school as a teaching assistant, so that she could legitimately board at the school. The dean also promised that Ling Lan and her mother could live alone in one of the vis at the school, where they wouldn¡¯t be disturbed. On top of that, the dean even specially permitted Lan Luofeng to bring along two servants to help her manage the vi. With this, there was no longer any reason for the three to refuse. Ling Lan quickly thanked the dean, agreed that she would relinquish her right to be a day student, and would try her best to finalise the procedures required to board at the school as soon as possible. Having received a satisfactory answer, the dean was greatly pleased and automatically offered to give Ling Lan the day off so that she could finalise all the procedures today itself. Then, without leaving a trace of his visit, he left, only leaving behind three dumbfounded people who hadn¡¯t regained their senses sitting in the living room. ******** The dean walked out of the Ling family gates, boarded his hover car, and finally dropped his noble bearing to slump in his seat. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and once againmented to himself at how difficult the Ling family was to handle. He thought back to the time when he had to persuade Ling Xiao ¡ª he had also had to sacrifice a lot then to seed ... However, he had still managed to achieve what his old friend had asked of him. Although the academy had had to pay a steep price, the result was still wonderful. The dean smiled in satisfaction. He had gotten many concessions from his old friend for this, so it was overall worth it. ******** Ling Qin was the first to regain his senses. With a face full of joy, he turned to say to Lan Luofeng, "Mistress, this is a great thing! If Young Master Lan lives at the school, her safety is guaranteed." Lan Luofeng remained uncertain and suspicious, smiling wryly as she said, "Uncle Qin, why do you think the academy is so amodating towards Ling Lan, even going so far as to open a backdoor like this for her? I¡¯m very worried. Ling Lan had just been ambushed, and now right after, the Central Scout Academy is giving Ling Lan such preferential treatment?" It should be known that the gates of the Central Scout Academy were not so easily entered. The work benefits offered by the school was unquestionably the best in the Federation, so even a lowly teaching assistant position there was still highly sought after by countless highly-educated people. Lan Luofeng had never dreamed that such a coveted position would just fall into herp due to her connection with Ling Lan. Of course, Lan Luofeng was not impressed by the position since she didn¡¯t need it. Although the Ling family seemed weak now, it still had a substantial foundation, enough so that both Ling Lan and Lan Luofeng could live N-lifetimes without having to trouble themselves over living expenses. Lan Luofeng¡¯s words made Ling Qin hesitate as well ¡ª could it be that this was just another plot against Ling Lan? Ling Qin was beginning to be a little fearful. The assassination attempt and its series of attacks had troubled the heart of the old man, and he hadn¡¯t had time to get over it yet. Seeing this, Ling Lan hurried to remind them, "I hear that the Central Scout Academy has the highest safety ranking, and students are prized most highly by the academy. Ever since the academy has been established, not a single student has ever been harmed on school grounds. Grandpa Ling Qin, is this rumour true?" Ling Qin¡¯s eyes brightened, as if reminded of something, "Mistress, Young Master Lan is correct. The scout academies are run independently of any government or military system, and god-ss operators are the ones in charge of protecting them ..." Ling Qin¡¯s gaze was passionate and heated; Ling Lan was very familiar with such eyes ¡ª some rabid fans of superstars in her previous world had eyes which shined with the exact same type of light. Ling Lan knew that Ling Qin¡¯s passionate reaction was drawn out by the god-ss operators he mentioned. What exactly was that all about? Ling Lan was determined to let Little Four dig up some information on thister on. Suddenly, she realised that she really didn¡¯t know much about this world at all. The assassination incident had given her her first glimpse of real mecha, blinding her with obsession for a moment ... these past few years, she had just been focused on training hard and had rather neglected all the interesting things in the outside world. In truth, Ling Lan could not be med for this. Some information was actually ssified by the government, and Little Four had felt that Ling Lan really didn¡¯t need to know about these sort of things at her age, and so hadn¡¯t collected these information. As such, Ling Lan naturally wouldn¡¯t have known about any of this. Thus, poor Ling Lan was still unaware that her father was the idol of the military men of the Federation, and that he had been the youngest god-ss operator of the Federation. Ling Qin¡¯s words reassured Lan Luofeng, and so she happily ran upstairs to pack for both Ling Lan and herself. Just like that, Ling Lan did not show up in Special ss-A for the first official day of school. When the homeroom teacher of Special ss-A glossed over the fact that Ling Lan had already applied for the day off, his tone was obviously protective. This stirred up the discontent of the other students in Special ss-A, provoking a flurry of private discussion ... While Qi Long didn¡¯t think much of the matter, Luo Lang seemed to have sensed something, but only Han Jijyun had a serious expression on his face ... Boss Lan, who are you really? Chapter 67: The Impudent Challenger Chapter 67: The Impudent Challenger Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In the mirror, a little boy was wearing the rumoured military-style uniform of Special ss-A. The bold red, the fitting tailoring, the glittering bronze leather boots that were so polished that one could almost see one¡¯s reflection in it, and the leather belt with a metal buckle around his waist ¡ª all of it added a dash of charm to the already handsome boy, swaying the heart of the woman beside him, causing her heart to swell with motherly love. Lan Luofeng framed her face with her hands, expression dreamy as she said, "Lan Lan, you really look so much like your daddy today ¡ª so handsome beyondpare." Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but roll her eyes. Praise her if she wanted to praise her ¡ª why did she have to bring up her old man? Could it be that she was praising her on the surface, but was actually thinking about her old man? Thinking about Lan Luofeng¡¯s long previous history of such urrences, Ling Lan was pretty sure her mum was caught up in her own romantic fantasies again. She decided to disregard the woman, turning to say to Ling Nanyi directly, "Grandma Chambein, I leave mum in your care." Ling Nanyi was Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s wife. This time, moving into the scout academy, Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan had brought Ling Nanyi along, tasking her with the running of the vi. And Ling Nanyi had then also selected a servant girl who was deadly loyal to the Ling family with an impable record toe along with her, to help her with the cleaning of the vi. With a smile, Ling Nanyi replied, "Young Master Lan, please don¡¯t worry." That done, Ling Lan waved goodbye to them and walked to the vi doors. Just as she opened the door ... Lan Luofeng finally shook herself out of her love-dazed state. "Ling Lan, what do you take your mother for? You ingrate!" Lan Luofeng bellowed from behind her. She had just registered what Ling Lan was implying, and her ire was raised. Ling Lan turned to look back with a smile. "Congrattions, Mum, you haven¡¯t be aplete idiot." That said, she slipped out of the house. "Crash!" Some unidentified item mmed into the doors, and Lan Luofeng¡¯s lion roar could be heard once again. "Ling Lan, just you wait, you¡¯ll get it once you get home!" With a smile on her lips, Ling Lan left the vi behind. She knew her mum was just talk ¡ª when she really returnedter, her mum would definitely hug her close and kiss her all over her face, almost seeming as if she wouldn¡¯t stop until Ling Lan¡¯s face was visibly swollen with her love. There was a time when Ling Lan wondered whether this bad habit was something her mum had learned from her dad ... but unfortunately she had no frame of reference, and so the truth would never be known. Ling Lan slowly walked over to the main road which led to this patch of vis. At this dawn hour, there were already quite a few children and teens about, dressed in the same red uniform. Though their ages ranged, the direction they were headed in was the same ¡ª towards the learning area of the scout academy. It turned out that this vi area that Ling Lan was boarding in was specially allocated for the Special ss-A students ¡ª from the first grade to the tenth grade, all of them were in this area. However, very few of these students were walking like Ling Lan. They wore shoes which jetted air out backwards and were flying freely over the main road. These shoes were called jet-rollers, very simr to the roller skates of Ling Lan¡¯s previous world, which had wheels attached to the bottom of the shoes in either two rows or just one single row. However, jet-rollers were even more advanced than roller skates. On both sides of the shoes and the heel area, miniature drivers were installed, which could draw power from the energy storage unit to power the jets. When a certain velocity was achieved, the shoes would lift off the ground along with the person wearing them. Of course, their maximum achievable height was only about 2.5 metres. Ling Lan was a little puzzled. The school rules did not allow students to use external powers to fly or speed around within school grounds ¡ª how could these special ss students be so daring to do so so tantly? "It can be confirmed that these students are all second grade and above," Little Four jumped out to say. "Look it up, why can they use jet-rollers in school?" Ling Lan didn¡¯t believe that they were so free just because they were in Special ss-A; there must be some other reason. "Found it! Apparently they used battle points to redeem those jet-rollers, which is why they can use them in school." Little Four was reliable as ever, piggybacking on a random wireless signal to log on to the school intr, and quickly finding the answer that Ling Lan needed. "The redeemed jet-rollers are specially customized by Central Scout Academy, tagged with the Central Scout Academy¡¯s identification code, which is why they can be used within the school grounds. Other jet-rollers are forbidden ¡ª if found to be used, demerits will apply, and the student will immediately be downgraded by one ss level." Without waiting for Ling Lan to prompt him, Little Four continued to supplement his exnation. That¡¯s more like it! Ling Lan had just been wondering how the academy could differentiate between redeemed jet-rollers and those brought in from the outside, but Little Four¡¯s exnation answered all her questions. She stared enviously at those seniors zooming around, and decided that she would also redeem one when she had the chanceter on. Ling Lan walked to one of the hover car stops servicing the vi areas. The academy was just too vast ¡ª if the students were to walk, they would definitely not get to the learning area within an hour. And as new students, they didn¡¯t have jet-rollers, so the only way they could save time was to rely on these hover car stops set up by the academy. Even before she arrived at the stop, Ling Lan could see the long line of people in wait. A little put off, Ling Lan scratched her brow. Looks like she wouldn¡¯t be able to take the first few cars, but hopefully she wouldn¡¯t bete still. Ling Lan had actually left the house a littlete due to Lan Luofeng¡¯s fussing. Ling Lan maintained her current speed as she walked towards the stop. Right then, she heard a familiar voice shouting out from somewhere not far behind her, "Jijyun, Luo Lang, hurry up! We¡¯re going to bete ..." It was Qi Long! Ling Lan was extremely surprised; what a coincidence to bump into Qi Long and the others here. A mischievous smirk appeared on her lips. The three boys still didn¡¯t know she had started boarding at the school, so they probably wouldn¡¯t expect to bump into her here so early in the morning. Sure enough, Qi Long didn¡¯t notice that the person walking in front of him was Ling Lan. Just as he was about to zoom past Ling Lan, she stuck a foot out in his path. "Qi Long, watch out!" From behind, Luo Lang could see this very clearly, but because he was too far away, he couldn¡¯t do anything to stop Qi Long aside from yelling out to him, hoping that he would notice in time. Qi Long truly had the intuition of a wild beast ¡ª Ling Lan had stuck her foot out at the most perfect timing to catch him unawares, but even so, just before the moment Qi Long would trip, he managed to catch himself in time to draw his feet back enough to just slide by Ling Lan¡¯s foot, escaping the fate of being tripped. However, everything happened too fast, so Qi Long¡¯s rhythm was still thrown off. Hisnding was uneven and he stumbled, almost falling down anyway. "You goddamn bastard ..." After finding his feet, Qi Long turned around, raging, fully prepared to teach the sneaky fellow a lesson, but was faced with Ling Lan¡¯s cheeky grin instead. "Boss, it¡¯s you!" Qi Long was overjoyed. He took arge step forward and enveloped Ling Lan in a bear hug, before voicing his doubts, "Why are you here?" Han Jijyun and Luo Lang had also rushed over angrily in the meantime, but at Qi Long¡¯s joyful shout, their anger melted away into pleasant surprise. Han Jijyun¡¯s eyes were even sparkling as he asked, "Boss Lan, you¡¯ve decided to board at school?" Seeing Ling Lan here, there should be no other possibility. Helplessly, Ling Lan said, "I had no choice. The school forcefully cancelled my day study right, so I could only board at the school." "That¡¯s great! Now we can always learn and train together." Qi Long was the most pleased by this; he finally had someone who could keep up with him in a fight. Yesterday, he had sparred with Luo Lang, but Qi Long had not been satisfied at all. Sparring with Boss Lan was still the best, although he would always be thoroughly trounced by Boss Lan. Han Jijyun and Luo Lang¡¯s expressions were also pleased though, and amidstughter and chitchat, they arrived at the hover car stop. By this time, there was already much fewer people waiting in line. Han Jijyun shed hismunicator at the stop¡¯s sensor, and the sensor responded in an automated mechanical voice, "The hover car you require will arrive in 3 minutes and 20 seconds. Please be ready." Very quickly, the students lining up before them had all boarded a hover car and left, and their group of four was next. The academy¡¯s hover cars were all built for four people, with two seats in the front row and back row respectively, and looked quite like a convertible car from Earth. Their hover car arrived very punctually, 3 minutes 20 secondster on the dot from the time Han Jijyun had checked. Ling Lan¡¯s group of four seated themselves randomly on the two rows and selected the first year Special ss-A ssroom as their destination. ******** They had just arrived at the ssroom doors when the preparatory bell indicating the start of ss rang out from within the ssroom. The children within the ssroom immediately found their seats and began their final preparations for the day ahead. When Ling Lan walked in, she drew their curious gazes. Because Ling Lan¡¯s was an unfamiliar face, they quickly surmised that Ling Lan was the mysterious student of probable remarkable origin who had taken leave on the very first day of school yesterday. Han Jijyun signalled Ling Lan to follow him. It turned out that the homeroom teacher had already assigned everyone¡¯s seats yesterday, and Ling Lan¡¯s seat was directly behind Han Jijyun¡¯s, while Qi Long and Luo Lang were seated to the right and left of Ling Lan. "How did it end up this way?" Ling Lan was very surprised. This arrangement was very convenient for them to converse and interact, but it was just too coincidental for all four of them to be seated together. With a resigned expression on his face, Han Jijyun replied, "Your seat and mine are ording to the teacher¡¯s original arrangement, but Qi Long¡¯s and Luo Lang¡¯s are the results of battle." It looked like Han Jijyun had tried to stop Qi Long and Luo Lang, but had not seeded. "What do you mean ¡¯results of battle¡¯?" Ling Lan was curious. Qi Long piped up excitedly from the side, "After the teacher finished assigning the seats, he said that if anyone was unhappy with their seats, they could challenge the student who had the seat they wanted. If they won the challenge, then they could switch seats; if they lost, then they¡¯ll have to serve the student they challenged for a month. Both Luo Lang and I won." Ling Lan was speechless. This world was truly a dangerous world ¡ª they were all so young, but the teacher was already starting to cultivate their fighting spirit. Looks like she really couldn¡¯t take it easy if she wanted to achieve something in this world. Right at that moment, the bell signalling the official start of ss reverberated through the ssroom, and an elegant and refined youth sedately entered the ssroom. He was their first grade Special ss-A homeroom teacher. In the new students¡¯ first week, there was no official teaching. The first half of the day was taken up by a course teaching them about the academy¡¯s rules, while theter part of the afternoon was allocated for physical training and getting used to the academy¡¯s training machinery and facilities. The homeroom teacher of Special ss-A was named Cheng Yuanhang. When he saw Ling Lan, his gaze turned cold, and then he announced to the ss, "Yesterday I said that if anyone had a seat they preferred, they could challenge the owner of that seat as they liked. Originally, the activity should have ended yesterday, but because a student was absent yesterday, we could not just end it. So, I¡¯ll ask again today ¡ª does anyone here want Ling Lan¡¯s seat?" Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed. Looks like the homeroom teacher didn¡¯t like her, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t specifically call her out by name. The students looked at one another, but no one made a peep. Nobody wanted to challenge Ling Lan. Think about it. Challenging a fellow student with unknown capabilities just for a seat that was not that much different from another ¡ª and if you lost, you¡¯d have to serve the other for a month ... no matter how you looked at it, it just wasn¡¯t worth it. Although Ling Lan¡¯s rank was only 17, Qi Long and Luo Lang whose rankings were behind him had risen up like dark horses and had shown just how unexpectedly strong they were. The students couldn¡¯t help but be wary after that. Just as Cheng Yuanhang thought no one would challenge, a weak and skinny child stood up and said, "I want to challenge!" "Lin Zhong-qing?" All the students were in an uproar. The deadst of Special ss-A actually wanted to challenge the upper middle ranking Ling Lan? Wasn¡¯t that just looking for trouble?! Chapter 68: Youve Lost Chapter 68: You¡¯ve Lost Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan wasn¡¯t particrly bothered by Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s impudent challenge, but her follower Qi Long was riled up instead. He felt as if his boss had been looked down upon, so with a loud p on his table, he stood up and shouted, "Dammit, daring to challenge my boss? You¡¯re too cocky! Teacher Cheng, I¡¯m willing to ept his challenge and fight on behalf of my boss." Qi Long¡¯s interruption startled Lin Zhong-qing, but then a trace of glee shed through his eyes. Perhaps no one else saw it, but Ling Lan did. Of course, all the credit should be given to Little Four who wasprehensively monitoring the ssroom. No one¡¯s expression within the ssroom could escape Little Four¡¯s sharp eyes. Qi Long¡¯s unexpected request for battle caused rage to cross Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s face. Coldly, he said, "Qi Long, don¡¯t test my patience." Cheng Yuanhang had really been angered. How old were these children? Already forming groups and saying boss this boss that ¡ª what do they take this sacred Central Scout Academy for? Cheng Yuanhang was ofmoner descent, and had only achieved the sess he had today via the cultivation of the Central Scout Academy. As such, he deeply loved the academy, and loathed any bad children that might harm the academy¡¯s reputation. And Ling Lan, Qi Long, and the others in his group, were all bad children in Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s eyes. Especially Ling Lan. On the very first day of school, he had already made the deane personally to request leave for him ¡ª Cheng Yuanhang was very dissatisfied by this. The esteemed dean was the person Cheng Yuanhang respected the most. In his opinion, getting the honourable dean himself toe and handle the trivial procedures of applying for leave ¡ª this must definitely be due to pressure exerted by the power backing Ling Lan ... Because of this, Cheng Yuanhang privately came to the conclusion that Ling Lan¡¯s inclusion in Special ss-A must be due to maniption of a back door. Against these second-generation rich degenerates who relied on their family background and power, he was full of contempt. Therefore, Cheng Yuanhang had decided to give Ling Lan a harsh awakening right at the start of today, so that the boy would understand that the Central Scout Academy was not a ce where he could dominate just with his family connections. Of course, Qi Long wasn¡¯t content to just step back. Just as he was about to argue the point, Ling Lan stepped out from the side and pressed him back into his seat, signalling for him to stop speaking. Ling Lan then turned to look at Cheng Yuanhang, and asked serenely, "What do you think, Teacher?" Cheng Yuanhang gave her two options. "You can choose to ept the challenge, or you can refuse. But refusing means that you automatically give up your seat. Student Ling Lan, what is your choice?" Ling Lan looked steadily at Lin Zhong-qing, and said, "Since Student Lin wants to challenge, of course I shall ept." When Lin Zhong-qing heard Ling Lan ept, aplicated expression crossed his face. There was a trace of unease, but more a sense of relief ¡ª this was not the typical expression a challenger should have. "Boss, looks like that midget has an ulterior motive in challenging you." Once again, Little Four had caught on to Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s change in expression, and spoke up to caution Ling Lan. "Ok. Let¡¯s wait and see." Ling Lan secretly put up her guard. Although Lin Zhong-qing looked rather weak, she had read N-many amount of novels,ics, and anime, and knew that there were many main characters who liked to pretend to be weak to fool their opponents 1 , who knew if this Lin Zhong-qing wasn¡¯t someone like this? Ling Lan kept her attention focused as she continued her vignce. Ling Lan¡¯s eptance of the challenge caused all the first year Special ss-A students to be excited. Under Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s lead, the whole ss came to one of thebat halls within the academy. Walking up to the Information Input Station within the main hall, Cheng Yuanhang personally keyed in Ling Lan and Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s battle request, and under ¡¯Nature of Combat¡¯, he selected the option of ¡¯Open Arena¡¯. Pensively, Ling Lan nced at Cheng Yuanhang. Looks like this teacher was really against her ¡ª it wasn¡¯t just her imagination. This wasn¡¯t the first time Ling Lan hade to thisbat hall. On registration day itself, she had already requested a fight here before together with Qi Long. Thus, she knew very well that there were many options under ¡¯Nature of Combat¡¯, ranging from ¡¯Closed and Private¡¯, ¡¯Closed Small Arena¡¯, ¡¯Semi-Open Small Arena¡¯, ¡¯Open Small Arena¡¯, ¡¯Closed Arena¡¯, ¡¯Semi-Open Arena¡¯, to ¡¯Open Arena¡¯ ... Any option with ¡¯closed¡¯ meant the fight would be private and hidden, rejecting any viewing audience, just like her spar with Qi Long. Back then, they had chosen a ¡¯Closed and Private¡¯ battle, while this battle between her and Lin Zhong-qing was actually best suited for the ¡¯Semi-Open Small Arena¡¯ option. A ¡¯semi-open¡¯ battle would open a uniquebat room, and audience members would need to have the room¡¯s passcode to enter. They would just have to let the ss-A students know the passcode, then they would have been able to fight a match without any outside disturbance. In that situation, even the side who lost wouldn¡¯t have his embarrassment broadcast to the public and lose face. But an ¡¯open¡¯ fight was different ¡ª this type of battle was open for viewing for all students within the Central Scout Academy. Furthermore, before the fight, thebat hall would even do aprehensive announcement. As such, open battles were usually only used during the ranking battles every six months, extremely rare under normal circumstances. Sure enough, the news of the Open Arena battle was announced repetitively by thebat hall, drawing all the other students who were here for their own individual practice to the side of their ring. When this impromptu audience saw that there were two new students on the stage wearing eye-catching red clothes, they knew it was a fight between Special ss-A kids. Pleasantly surprised, they started discussing the fight in earnest, and the atmosphere around the arena became even livelier. Quite a few students even turned on theirmunicators so they could contact their good friends toe spectate as well. Ling Lan and Lin Zhong-qing were currently standing on the left and right side of the stage respectively, facing each other. In contrast with Ling Lan¡¯s calmposure, Lin Zhong-qing looked extremely nervous. Cheng Yuanhang looked at the two people on the stage and asked them, "Are you two ready?" The two nodded in confirmation, and Cheng Yuanhang issued themand, "Battle, start." Lin Zhong-qing heard Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s call to start, but he didn¡¯t choose to attack immediately. Instead, he retreated swiftly, putting some distance between him and Ling Lan. "What is he trying to do?" asked Little Four in confusion. "We¡¯ll know when we fight. By the way Little Four, while I¡¯m fighting, don¡¯t make any sound to distract me," reminded Ling Lan worriedly. She still remembered the time a while back when she had been going throughbat training with the Ling family loyalists. Due to Little Four¡¯s importune interruption, she had been struck heavily by one of the loyalists, almost gaining a serious injury. Fortunately, the Ling family medicinal bath and the Qi exercises were very reliable, supporting Ling Lan so she didn¡¯t have anysting damage. Still, that one time was enough to scare Ling Lan half to death ¡ª it turned out that her life was still not guaranteed. Little Four immediately pulled an imaginary zipper across his mouth in response, signalling that his lips were sealed. He would definitely not cause Ling Lan any trouble. Ling Lan activated her Qi cirction, and could instantly feel all her senses heighten. When she looked at Lin Zhong-qing once again, she had the feeling as if the entire course of the battle was within her grasp ... it was glorious. This was also part of the results of two nights of training under Number Five ¡ª a newly discovered ability. Although it had only been two nights in real time, due to the time rate conversion, Ling Lan had actually been tormented viciously under Number Five¡¯s hand for a little over two months, almost driving Ling Lan up the wall. Luckily, this ability had progressed from its erratic functionality based on her mental condition, to its current stable functioning of working 5 to 6 times out of 10. Ling Lan¡¯s suffering had been worth it. The next second was it! Ling Lan¡¯s intuition told her that Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attack wasing. Sure enough, of the two people facing off, Lin Zhong-qing was the first to attack. He swooped in abruptly, and his angle of attack was a tricky one. Many of the higher grade students nodded in approval when they saw Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attack. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s timing was spot on as well ¡ª the time he attacked was the precisely the point when a human¡¯s mental focus would wane after intense concentration; it was when people were the slowest. Moreover, his attack stance was also great, not just any regrbat art. However, Ling Lan¡¯s reaction shocked and awed the watching students. As if well-prepared, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attack only made her move a tiny step, and with a slight tilt of her body, she had easily dodged his attack. "F*ck, this kid is just too confident in himself. Actually choosing to dodge in such a narrow range, isn¡¯t that too much?" The older students were all rather stunned, and started criticizing Ling Lan for being too reckless in her evasion movements. Qi Long and Luo Lang looked at one another, and read the shock and surprise on each other¡¯s faces. They knew very well that using the smallest angle possible to dodge was Ling Lan¡¯s specialty. This was definitely the most energy efficient way of dodging, but only Ling Lan would dare to do so. Qi Long and Luo Lang didn¡¯t even dare to try ¡ª this was closely rted to confidence and ability, and they just weren¡¯t at that level yet. However, what shocked and surprised them was not that they were familiar with this evasion move, but because they had sensed that Ling Lan had an even deeper understanding of this type of small-range evasion now, which made her movements look extremely graceful and natural. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s first strike struck air, but he didn¡¯t retreat directly, choosing to follow up with a flurry ofbo punches, moving forward with the determined air of wanting to defeat quality with sheer quantity 2 . Unfortunately, Ling Lan¡¯s strength was really just too far above him ¡ª this sort of tactic was no problem at all for Ling Lan. Gently swaying her body, Ling Lan swiftly dodged all of Lin Zhong-qing¡¯sbination attacks, and somehow, she found herself once again in that strange state she had achieved during her fight with the five alpha wolves. This state was still currently not under Ling Lan¡¯s control, so whether she could enter it or not was really up to her luck. Once she entered this state, all of Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attacks became weakness after weakness in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. With just one punch, she would be able to knock Lin Zhong-qing down ... it¡¯s just, now, seeing Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s desperation as he attacked with clenched teeth; his rage and stubbornness made Ling Lan decide to just wait a little longer. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s boxing skills only consisted of a few moves, and after Ling Lan saw the second repetition of the attack pattern, she knew it was time to end this. Ling Lan did nothing other than make a simple fist, and throw it out firmly at thergest weak point in her eyes. Bam! Ling Lan¡¯s fist smacked into a soft ball of flesh, and then that thing was sent flying out like a cannonball, tond heavily on the arena floor. With just this punch, Lin Zhong-qing had been hit, and was now lying still on the ground without any sign of getting up. All the observing students were gobsmacked. Was this not a battle between two Special ss-A students, but rather a battle between a Special ss-A student and someone from the regr sses? They knew very well that although Special ss-A had a ranking of 50 spots, all the children didn¡¯t really differ much in terms of ability, and were practically on par with each other. But this scene before them shattered everything they knew ¡ª was there such arge gap, such as that between clouds in the sky and dirt on the ground, even among the Special ss-A students? "You¡¯ve lost," said Ling Lan calmly towards the fellow lying on the stage who was still unwilling to get up. Although her punch had seemed heavy, it definitely would not have done any significant damage to the opponent. Chapter 69: Ling Lans Problem Chapter 69: Ling Lan¡¯s Problem Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Expression dark, Lin Zhong-qing sprang to his feet and said dejectedly, "It¡¯s my loss." However, he quickly raised his head again, and with wide, open eyes, and a face full of tenacity, he added, "But next time, I won¡¯t lose to you again." The fight and confidence in his eyes were still present, not at all dampened by this loss. Contemtively, Ling Lan looked at him, and then said sedately, "I¡¯ll be waiting." This little guy was no fool ¡ª with that performance, he had probably drawn the attention of the homeroom teacher. Sure enough, Cheng Yuanhang started apuding from below the stage, expression approving as he said with a smile, "Not bad, Ling Lan, as expected of one of the higher ranking students in our ss." Then, he turned to look at Lin Zhong-qing with an expression of deep appreciation for talent, clearly showing who Cheng Yuanhang truly approved of, and said, "Lin Zhong-qing, your performance was very good. Failure is the mother of sess ¡ª keep it up, you¡¯ll seed one day." Hearing this, Ling Lan was speechless ¡ª Teacher Cheng, oh Teacher Cheng, when you say this, could you not do it right in front of me? Wasn¡¯t this just cursing her to one day lose at Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s hands? Ling Lan was currently simmering with resentment. Receiving Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s praise and encouragement, Lin Zhong-qing suppressed the gratefulness in his heart as he replied, "Understood, Teacher. I will work hard." That¡¯s awesome, he had managed to leave a good impression on his homeroom teacher! Lin Zhong-qing gave himself a mental fist-pump. Then, he turned to look at Ling Lan, who was standing across from him with his hands folded before him, and doubt rose in his heart. Subconsciously, he swept his gaze to the area below the stage and saw Li Yingjie¡¯s unconcealed anger at Ling Lan¡¯s sess in the limelight. At that, his mind settled. Heaven destroys those who don¡¯t look out for themselves! By this time, Little Four had sensed Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s intentions. In the mindspace, he was so angry that he was stomping around, insisting that Ling Lan should teach that horrible punk a lesson ¡ª better yet, she should beat him up until his own mum couldn¡¯t recognise him. Darn it, actually daring to think of using his boss ¡ª did he really think his boss would be so easily taken advantage of? At this moment, Ling Lan was flipping through the files on Lin Zhong-qing which Little Four had passed to her. She found out that Lin Zhong-qing was amoner child, and tracing back N-generations, all information indicated that his family was of perfectly normalmoner descent. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s [S] rank body and tier-1 spiritual power were definitely due to a type of gic mutation. The child was really quite pitiful. For the sake of money and other benefits, his parents had given him to the military as research material. However, after six years of research, Lin Zhong-qing was determined as the result of a lucky gical mishap, and so did not have any research value whatsoever in the stimtion of gic mutation. As a material with no research value, the military was unconcerned about his whereabouts. Thus, Lin Zhong-qing became a member of the Central Scout Academy this year. For such a person of 3cks cking family,cking money, andcking power), what was it that pushed him to challenge Ling Lan? If Lin Zhong-qing had only continued to maintain a low profile and avoid attention, he could have smoothlypleted his ten years of education at the Central Scout Academy, and then be free to choose the future he wanted. But he had instead chosen to grandstand, and though he had indeed managed to attract the homeroom teacher¡¯s attention, the disadvantages were obviously greater than the benefits, and Lin Zhong-qing did not seem like an impetuous person. Thinking of this, Ling Lan said, " Little Four, dig a little deeper. I don¡¯t think this matter is that simple." Little Four patted his little chest energetically, saying, "Boss, don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll keep a close all-rounded watch on Lin Zhong-qing. I¡¯ll definitely find out his secret!" That said, Little Four scarpered off to write out hisprehensive monitoring n, seeming as if he would not rest until he found out everything there was to know about Lin Zhong-qing. At this moment, Ling Lan made a silent prayer for Lin Zhong-qing. Being targeted by Little Four basically meant that he would have no more secrets to himself. And so Ling Lan and Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s fight ended just like that, but the ripples following the event were not over yet. Among the special ss students of the upper grades, rumours spread about a first grade Special ss-A kid who was extremely strong, so much so that his ss-A ssmate, who was also within the top 50, had been defeated with just one blow. Everyone began to anticipate the ranking battlesing in six months. Every year, the top-ranking student of ss-A had the right to challenge across grades. Who knew how far this first year ss-A student could go? How many grades ahead could he defeat? (These people didn¡¯t even consider the possibility that Ling Lan wouldn¡¯t be the top-ranking student.) At that thought, the first grade students were keyed up, while the upper grade students were eager as well, ready to teach this arrogant upstart a good lesson. (As the rumours spread, they became more and more twisted, finally skewed in such a way that Ling Lan became an extremely strong and capable punk with a terribly arrogant attitude.) ******** In the fourth grade Special ss-A, a sunny youngster grinned cheekily as he said to hispanion beside him, "Shiyu, with such a formidable kid in the first grade, your little cousin brother¡¯s position at the top is at risk." "That brat Yingjie ¡ª if he doesn¡¯t take a loss, he would really think that he¡¯s at the top of the world." Li Shiyu¡¯s face was full of contempt as he said this, as if extremely scornful of his own younger cousin. "You Li family members are really something. If your eldest cousin brother really has no talent, then why do you all insist on making him the first in line to inherit? Causing your entire household to be full of civil strife, so troublesome." The sunshine youngster was grateful that he was born in the Yun family. Although there were also some messy affairs within the family, inparison with the Li family, those issues were not really issues at all, so his family affairs could even be described as clean. "Yun Xiu, you look down on my eldest cousin?" Li Shiyu¡¯s expression was a little strange as he nced at him. Yun Xiu threw a sarcastic look at him, "You think? He¡¯s older than you by a few months, but he couldn¡¯t even qualify for the Central Scout Academy. I heard he was sent by your grandpa family head to the Li family origin of Azure to study at the scout academy there? Looks like your family head isn¡¯t optimistic about this first inheritor of your family." Azure was a third-rate, and was one of thoses that were rather behind on resources; it could notpare at all with the premium capital of Doha. Typically, any child with even a speck of talent would never be assigned there. "Who knows ..." Li Shiyu¡¯s expression was a little lost. He had not had many encounters with his eldest cousin because ever since his eldest cousin had been born, he had been taken away by Grandfather for personal training. From young, the times they met were fewer than few, countable on just one hand. But even so, he had a very deep impression of this elder cousin brother of his. This profound impression was not due to his status as first inheritor, but was something caused by the very essence of his elder cousin himself. His eldest cousin had a warm aura about him that invited others close, mysteriously drawing in the people around him. Even if everyone in the Li family said that his eldest cousin wasn¡¯t fit to be the first inheritor, he had never seen a trace of resentment or dissatisfaction in his cousin¡¯s bearing. That never-changing, warm smile led others to be reflexively happy in his presence. Although Li Shiyu was also a strong contender for the right to inherit, every time after he met his eldest cousin, the yearning to fight for it would lessen just a little more. Sometimes, he even felt that letting his eldest cousin be the family head wasn¡¯t such a bad idea. He would be very willing to help his cousin ze his way forward, eliminating any rebellious Li family members in his path ... Li Shiyu shook his head, trying to dislodge this notion. His parents would never allow him to do so. He couldn¡¯t help but sigh softly. "My eldest cousin, is hard to understand ... viewing him as an enemy is very difficult." Ever since their eldest cousin brother left for Azure, he had not returned in four years. Quite likely, Li Yingjie had very little memory of this cousin brother, which was why he was so fixated on getting the inheritor position. If he really met their eldest cousin, he would very likely start gradually losing the motivation to steal this right from him. "The old grandfather of your family is still going strong anyhow. Any fight over the position will still have to wait for many yearster. It¡¯s still too early to think about all this. But, I¡¯m curious. When that self-important younger cousin of yours gets robbed of his rank at the top, what will his expression be like?" Yun Xiu smirked evilly ¡ª it was his favourite thing to see the expressions of those pompous brats who thought they were geniuses when they were being ground into the dirt. "Ho, so your vulgar taste remains unchanged ... well, you¡¯ll see in six months," teased Li Shiyu, expression light and casual. Li Yingjie wasn¡¯t the eldest cousin he didn¡¯t want to fight; he would dly see him be aughing stock. Alright, so brotherly ties were weak in the Li family to begin with ¡ª it¡¯s just that this generation had produced an oddball like his eldest cousin brother. "Leave me alone, aren¡¯t you even more vulgar? That¡¯s your younger cousin, you know." Yun Xiu smacked Li Shiyu¡¯s shoulder in mock anger. Li Shiyu¡¯s interest in seeing Li Yingjie make a fool of himself was no less than his own, as expected of someone from the Li family. Li Shiyu justughed at Yun Xiu. One really didn¡¯t need that many friends, sometimes just having one who really understood you was enough. ******** Ling Lan¡¯s study life had officially begun, or we should say, Ling Lan was getting along just fine. Although the homeroom teacher Cheng Yuanhang had treated her rather harshly on her first day, he had changed his original view of her after seeing her impressive performance, and consequently no longer went out of his way to give her trouble. This was one of the pay offs of her battle with Lin Zhong-qing ... Another pay off was her poprity among the ss-A students. The entire ss consisted of boys (Ling Lan¡¯s current identity was that of a boy, so we can just ignore this irregr case), and they followed the mentality of ¡¯survival of the fittest¡¯. As such, Ling Lan¡¯s defeat of thest ce Lin Zhong-qing in one move was greatly admired by all her ssmates, so they all wanted to be friends with her. This was because they felt that they themselves would have been unable to pull off what Ling Lan had done. Of course, there were still some who were averse to Ling Lan, such as the small group that was led by Li Yingjie. They shunned her subtly, and were even a littlebative at times. Regarding this, Ling Lan was apathetic. She had never considered herself as a femme fatale invincible from all angles ¡ª someone who had flowers blooming in her presence, people falling at her feet, who caused havoc on heaven and earth, disturbing gods and spirits alike with her beauty ... (Ling Lan was of the opinion that such a woman was definitely not human.) Thus, it was perfectly normal for there to be people who didn¡¯t like her. Furthermore, speaking of Li Yingjie, she also didn¡¯t like him in return. That smug look of his was just like that of a narcissistic peacock, not cute at all. Fine, although Ling Lan wasn¡¯t a pure ¡¯face-con¡¯ 1 , she was a certified ¡¯moe-con¡¯ 2 , only being fond of pretty and adorable children ... However, the fight didn¡¯t just bring Ling Lan good results, it also brought along arge problem. And that was this uninvited guest, Lin Zhong-qing, before her. Even though Ling Lan had refused the month of service he owed her after he lost his challenge, Lin Zhong-qing would not ept it. He still insisted on paying this debt with full diligence. ording to Lin Zhong-qing, you reap what you sow ¡ª he took the gamble, so he must pay the price ¡ª this was what a true man must do. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji We move up, we move down, but we¡¯ve been firmly in the top 20 rankings this week. w(¡ã£ï¡ã)w Yay to all of you! (?????)? Have some love with this bonus chappie. Chapter 70: The Meaning of Companions! Chapter 70: The Meaning of Companions! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s decision was supported by many of the students in ss-A ¡ª even teacher Cheng Yuanhang was full of approval ¡ª but Ling Lan was aggravated by it. Bastard! Ling Lan cursed in a very udylike fashion, extremely disdainful of the people who supported Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s high-handed way of doing things. Was causing trouble to others really something a real man would do? Alright, perhaps if she really was a boy, she wouldn¡¯t be so confused by this. But dammit, she was a girl, definitely a girl, forever a girl ... if she let a boy serve her in such close range, and if the truth came out, how would she still get married in the future? Ling Lan had still not given up on the idea of getting married as her true self in the future, primarily because she really wanted to give birth to a child of her own to y with. Adding up the ages of both her lifetimes, she was already an olddy of over 30 years old. Her mental age was definitely at that particr stage where she desperately wanted to get married and have kids. However, Ling Lan was still rational and knew that she could only think about it for now. If she really wanted to have a child, she would still need to wait for this body to mature, and for that, she would still need to wait for about ten years ... or was it twenty years? When the horrific concept of twenty whole years crashed into Ling Lan¡¯s awareness, Ling Lan was immediately reduced to tears. How was she to pass her days from now on? Did she really have to wait until her mental age was already at the level of the grand Monkey King, Sun Wukong 1 , before she would be able to wed and have kids? While Ling Lan was still caught up in her mncholic musings and her endless resentment at the cruel drag of time,pletely lost in her own mind, that extremely troublesome person in her life right now appeared again. "ssmate Ling Lan, here are the notes for the previous theory ss that I¡¯ve spent all nightpiling." Respectfully, Lin Zhong-qing came over to hand over a blu-ray USB storage drive from this world. The storage drive was very advanced ¡ª one only had to align one¡¯s wristmunicator to face the drive and turn on the blu-ray function to transfer all the data within the drive into themunicator, to be read at the user¡¯s convenience. Ling Lan wasn¡¯t sure whether tough or cry at Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s good intentions. She really had no need at all for any notes, for Little Four had the ability to record the entire lecture of a teacher, avable for her to peruse whenever she needed. Of course, Little Four¡¯s supremacy could only be fully realised within this period of time ¡ª when it came to the second half of the year, the first grade students would be allowed to enter the virtual world to study, so they would no longer have to fear being left helpless when they couldn¡¯t understand their lessons. In the virtual world, all the academy¡¯s courses had an equivalent virtual counterpart. However, every time one essed these virtual sses, one would have to spend credits (i.e. money), or use battle points to redeem credits for use. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s way of doing things was just a troublesome annoyance to Ling Lan, but a particr little brat had been utterly driven up the wall by him. ******** Within the mindspace, Little Four was throwing a violent tantrum. He felt that Lin Zhong-qing was taunting him, challenging him for his treasured position as Ling Lan¡¯s number one follower. The infuriated Little Four lifted the kitchen knife in his hand up high (who knows where he got it from), and swung it around impassionedly. This caused Ling Lan¡¯s eyelid to twitch nervously, fearful that Little Four would identally cut himself. Vehemently, Little Four swished the kitchen knife down before him, raging, "I¡¯ll kill him. I must kill him. Boss, don¡¯t you stop me!" But I¡¯ve never even thought of stopping you! Ling Lan would really like to say that, but unfortunately she was afraid that Little Four would start to cry as if tears were free ¡ª that amount of tears would certainly be enough to turn her mindspace into an endless ocean ... and she really didn¡¯t want to drown to death. Head aching, she rubbed her forehead and said helplessly, "Little Four, are you able to kill him right now?" Hells, how would an incorporeal Little Four kill a flesh-and-blood Lin Zhong-qing? Don¡¯t bring up things that are impossible; people will justugh at you. Realizing how idiotic his actions have been thus far, Little Four threw away his little kitchen knife, and pounced on Ling Lan to cling to her thigh as he whined, "Boss, you¡¯ll definitely help me, right?" Was this how the rumoured ¡¯thigh-hugging¡¯ 2 felt like? Hn, it truly feels pretty good. Little Four rubbed his face against Ling Lan¡¯s thigh. Although Little Four was still just a little bean right now, his actions were already moving towards bing a little pervert. Unaware that she was being taken advantage of 3 , Ling Lan stared at Little Four¡¯s shameless actions and a vein throbbed on her brow. She dearly wished she could just grab Little Four and give him a good beating. Unfortunately, she had already promised Little Four that she would not resort to domestic violence, so this wish had to be left unfulfilled. This made Ling Lan feel that she had agreed too hastily in the beginning. If she had only known then how much worry Little Four would cause her, she would definitely never have simply agreed to this condition just to cheer him up then. However, Little Four¡¯s next words thoroughly chased away all of these thoughts from Ling Lan¡¯s mind. Cold sweat started to flow freely from her pores, and even her legs felt a little weak. "Boss! Just you wait, the moment he logs on to the virtual world, I¡¯ll definitely show him! I¡¯ll make sure he dies silently within the virtual world, hehehe!" Little Four¡¯s sinister demeanour caused the hairs on Ling Lan¡¯s back to stand ¡ª how had she forgotten about Little Four¡¯s powers within the virtual world? Finally understanding that Little Four¡¯s words were not just idle threats, Ling Lan panicked. That¡¯s right. Although she did feel that Lin Zhong-qing was bothersome, and also wanted to get rid of this bother ¡ª that didn¡¯t mean she wanted him to die! No matter what, Lin Zhong-qing was still an adorable little kid ... although she didn¡¯t like this kid so much since he was a littleplicated. She rushed to talk down Little Four, speaking gently to try and dispel this terrifying notion from Little Four¡¯s mind. "Little Four, don¡¯t worry, that punk is no threat to you. Little Four will forever be the most precious follower in my mind." At this moment, Ling Lan was unstinting with all the flowery sweet talk she could muster, just so she could get rid of Little Four¡¯s killing intent. All this to save a totally irrelevant ¡¯Viger A¡¯ ¡ª why was life so hard? Ling Lan¡¯s words made Little Four blush instantly. Happily wriggling his little bottom, he asked coyly, "The most precious, most important, number one follower, right?" Ling Lan nodded decisively. "That¡¯s right. Little Four is my most precious, most important, number one follower ¡ª no one can take away your position. So Little Four, you can just enjoy looking down upon the other followers fighting beneath you ..." Er ... she had never thought of continuing to collect followers though ... why did the conversation take such a weird turn as she was speaking with Little Four? Dammit, it must be Little Four¡¯s fault. He must have some strange ability to distort the topic of conversation. Ling Lan resolutely put all the me on Little Four. Little Four had no idea what Ling Lan was thinking, but hearing what Ling Lan said, he seemed toe to some realisation. "Boss, I understand now. You mean, those other followers are all followers of this follower!" he said, pointing to himself gleefully. Ling Lan could almost cry. That wasn¡¯t really what she meant, right?! Unfortunately, at that moment, she didn¡¯t dare not to nod. If Little Four went crazy again, it could be predicted that half a yearter, arge swathe of Special ss-A students would be dead. That would definitely result in a terrifying upheaval, and she would most likely be implicated. Therefore, she needed to stop Little Four now. Alright, so Ling Lan didn¡¯t really have the saintly love of a matron goddess; in the end, she was still just looking out for herself. Decision made, Ling Lan nodded again firmly. In her mind, a scene formed where Qi Long, Han Jijyun, Luo Lang, and the others were chasing the kiddy Little Four around yelling out ¡¯big bro¡¯, while Little Four had his little hands on his waist,ughing long and loud into the sky above. Ling Lan was instantly pained, sweating internally as she made a silent apology: Sorry dear brothers, for the sake of world peace, and humanity¡¯s safety, you all will just have to put up with this. Because she had never imagined that she would actually bring this "nuclear weapon" down upon this world ¡ª she was culpable! Finally, it seemed that Little Four was hit by Ling Lan¡¯s candy-wrapped missiles, and calmed down. He stated grandly that he would be merciful, and let that Lin Zhong-qing go this once. When Ling Lan heard this, she immediately turned up the sugar level, cajoling Little Four until he was all smiles again, no longer having any thought of almost losing his precious number one follower position. Only then could Ling Lan rx and turn her attention to the sticky problem of Lin Zhong-qing. When all was said and done, the root of all the problems was Lin Zhong-qing. ******** This time, Ling Lan no longer wanted to reject diplomatically. She pushed the USB drive back directly, and said coolly, "I don¡¯t need it." She had even refrained from putting it more politely ¡ª do you see how much effort she was expending just to save this fellow? Even Qi Long and the others had had to pay a ¡¯painful¡¯ price for this objective, although they weren¡¯t aware of it ... Ling Lan¡¯s brusque refusal froze Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s expression, but he soon regained hisposure. He hesitantly took back the blu-ray USB drive, and pretended not to notice Ling Lan¡¯s cool dismissal, continuing to ask with a smile, "ssmate Ling Lan, where will you all be goingter?" There was just one period of Mandarin ss in the early afternoon, and then it was all free time until lunch time. As Ling Lan¡¯s personal attendant, Lin Zhong-qing needed to know what Ling Lan was going to do next. Ling Lan merely nced coolly at him, saying nothing. Ling Lan already had no more patience to continue going back and forth with Lin Zhong-qing. Beside her, Han Jijyun seemed to have picked up on Ling Lan¡¯s mood, so he spoke up, "Lin Zhong-qing, we do not wee you here, and we do not need your so-called service. We hope that you do note looking for our Boss Lan anymore." Being rejected formally and verbally for the first time, Lin Zhong-qing could no longer maintain his smile. His face fell and he looked at Ling Lan with a troubled expression. However, this time he did not continue to cling on with words, but just bowed politely to Ling Lan before he turned and left. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s abrupt departure puzzled Qi Long. "What does he mean by that? Will he not bother us anymore?" Uncertainly, Luo Lang replied, "Probably. We¡¯ve already said it so clearly." Han Jijyun watched Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s gradually departing figure, and his brows furrowed as he said, "Boss Lan, this person ... is probably not so easy to chase off." Ling Lan nodded. "Yes. Him sticking to me is not because he lost the challenge, but for some other purpose." Han Jijyun was startled. "What purpose?" He had not sensed anything at all, thinking all this time that Lin Zhong-qing was simply doing this so he could fulfil his bet, to show how trustworthy he was and gain some brownie points in the teachers¡¯ eyes. At this moment, Han Jijyun felt a little lost; he had self-categorized himself as the intelligent strategist in Ling Lan¡¯s group. He had categorized himself this way because hisbat ability was no match for Qi Long¡¯s ¡ª Qi Long was a natural born fighter, certain to be a high-level mecha operator in the future. Already aware of Qi Long¡¯s superiorbat prowess, Han Jijyun was mentally prepared, and so wasn¡¯t too depressed by it. But he had never expected that Luo Lang, who joined inter on, would also be stronger than him inbat ability. This caused him to abruptly lose his self-set ce, so he had no choice but to search for a different position he could fill. Very quickly, he had noticed that their group was stillcking a wise strategist. With regards to this character setting, Han Jijyun felt that he was quite suited to the task. So although he didn¡¯t state it outright in front of hispanions, his actions and the learning courses he chose all started leaning in that direction, a clear sign of his determination. However, Ling Lan¡¯s words floored him once again. Could it be that he wasn¡¯t suited for this character setting after all? The more Han Jijyun thought about it, the more insecure he felt, and his mood dipped significantly. Seeing Han Jijyun¡¯s expression change, Ling Lan felt a headacheing on again. Why did these little fellows by her side all require so much care? Ling Lan could only deepen her wry smile and say, "Actually, I¡¯m not too sure myself. It¡¯s just that every time Lin Zhong-qing looks at me, his gaze gives me that sort of feeling ... perhaps I¡¯m just thinking too much." Although Ling Lan¡¯s expression was a little exaggerated to the point of suspicion, those words weren¡¯t actually lies. She really still wasn¡¯t sure what Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s motives were in trying so hard to get on her good side. However, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t anxious. She believed that with the passage of time, she would naturally learn of the other¡¯s n. Besides, they were all just six year old brats right now, not involved in much power struggles for wealth or political clout. No matter how much Lin Zhong-qing plotted, not much harm coulde to Ling Lan. This was yet another reason why Ling Lan was not at all impatient, and could just ignore Lin Zhong-qing. Ling Lan¡¯s words let Han Jijyun temporarily push away the uncertainty in his heart. With a serious expression, he said, "Since Boss Lan has said so, there must be something wrong with Lin Zhong-qing. We need to be a little more careful." Despite Ling Lan¡¯s rather ambiguous exnation involving intuition, Han Jijyun decided to put his faith in her full-heartedly, and started cautioning the others to be more alert. It wasn¡¯t just Han Jijyun who trusted Ling Lan ¡ª even Qi Long and Luo Lang were the same, nodding firmly to show that they understood. The unquestioning faith of herpanions surprised Ling Lan slightly, and an indescribable swell of warmth rose within her heart. Was this what was meant by the trust of one¡¯spanions? In her previous life, Ling Lan had always been stuck in the hospital, constantly struggling at the border between life and death. She had never experienced what the term panion¡¯ meant, but now, Ling Lan felt as if she understood it a bit better. It was soon proved that Han Jijyun¡¯s judgement was very urate ¡ª Lin Zhong-qing was not someone who easily backed down. At noon, Ling Lan and the others had just walked into the school canteen when they heard a familiar voice cry out, "ssmate Ling Lan, here, over here." Ling Lan lifted her head and looked over, and saw Lin Zhong-qing waving at them enthusiastically with a wide smile on his face, just as if that awkward situation earlier that afternoon had not happened at all. She was thoroughly impressed by Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s thick skin. Already having been denied so heartlessly, how could he still greet them so passionately? This child¡¯s resilience was really just too strong. Qi Long and the others looked at one another, unsure how they were supposed to react. All their lives, they¡¯ve never met such an agreeable child ¡ª they couldn¡¯t find it in themselves to keep rejecting Lin Zhong-qing in the face of his unreserved smile. Even the typically cold-hearted Han Jijyun had nothing to say. Ling Lan exhaled a quiet breath. Fine, she too found it impossible to continue refusing such a resilient child, so she said, "Let¡¯s get to know him a little better. The four of us, against one of him ¡ª no matter what how you look at it, we won¡¯t lose." These words were unanimously approved by all three of herpanions, and so they headed towards the beckoning Lin Zhong-qing. However, internally, Ling Lan was more vignt than ever. This Lin Zhong-qing was so unbelievably tolerant ¡ª what he wanted must not be trivial. She couldn¡¯t help but sigh again. The children of this world were definitely non-human ... even with two lives worth of experience, she could only stay ahead of them by a little. If shepared her true six year old self from her previous world with these children, she would undoubtedly lose all the way to distant Siberia 4 . Chapter 71: Lin Zhong-qings Objective? Chapter 71: Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s Objective? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The actions of Ling Lan¡¯s four-man group surprised Lin Zhong-qing for a beat, but he was then ovee by a surge of joy. In all honesty, when he had greeted them, his heart was pounding, for he was afraid that Ling Lan and her group would just ignore his existence. Unexpectedly, Ling Lan and her friends were really headed in his direction ¡ª this made him suspect for a moment that he was in a dream. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s tenacity and perseverance had gained him the favour of the simple-minded organism Qi Long; afraid that his sharp-tongued mate Han Jijyun would say something to hurt Lin Zhong-qing, Qi Long hurriedly called out, "Lin Zhong-qing, why are you looking for us?" Naturally, Qi Long¡¯s good will was felt by the perceptive Lin Zhong-qing. With a grateful nce at Qi Long, he said smiling, "I just wanted to tell ssmate Ling Lan that, I¡¯ve found him a seat." Although Lin Zhong-qing had been smiling at them all this while, it was normally just a polite facade; but this time, his smile seemed to be somewhat genuine. For the first time, Ling Lan felt that Lin Zhong-qing actually looked pretty cute when he smiled. Han Jijyun frowned slightly, and his originally cold expression became even colder. Meanwhile, Luo Lang sniffed, as if displeased at Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s unnecessary action. It was true though. A red-coat student would neverck for a seat. If they found a seat they liked (as long as the seat wasn¡¯t upied by another red-coat student), they need only walk up to that person, and without having to say a word, the student dressed in a uniform of any other colour would automatically relinquish their seat. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s group of four would never do such a tasteless thing. The dining area was veryrge, so there would always be some seats open ¡ª they just needed to spend a little time looking that¡¯s all. Lin Zhong-qing was unconcerned with what Luo Lang and the others thought. Solicitously, he pulled out one of the chairs and said to Ling Lan, "ssmate Ling Lan, please sit here." Ling Lan looked at his slightly fawning face, and thought back on that slightly sincere smile, and felt her heart soften. So, she did not refuse, sitting on the chair he had pulled out. After all, Lin Zhong-qing was just a six year old child ¡ª Ling Lan, who was really a quirky auntie at heart, was truly unable to resist such a little kid. Seeing Ling Lan take a seat, Qi Long and the others quickly chose a seat before them at random and sat down as well. Ling Lan¡¯s first ever concession to him was obviously a good sign. Suppressing the emotional upheaval within himself, Lin Zhong-qing asked carefully, "What would ssmate Ling Lan and your friends like to eat? Let me bring it over for you all." ¡¯Bring¡¯ and not ¡¯buy¡¯! Lin Zhong-qing very clearly articted to Ling Lan and the others what his bottom line was in terms of service. Ling Lan cast a searching look at Lin Zhong-qing. This child was just too artful with words and phrasing ¡ª he avoided offending them, but also didn¡¯t let himself be pushed into a corner. As long as this type of person got a chance, he would certainly be amendable man. Ling Lan decided that she would give Lin Zhong-qing that chance. She indicated for Lin Zhong-qing to push his wristmunicator closer, and then used her ownmunicator to transfer some credits directly to Lin Zhong-qing. Not much, just 240 credits ¡ª the exact amount to pay for six deluxe set meals. In this era, personalmunicators not only could send and receive messages, but were also equipped with the ability to retain personal identification information, bank cards, and other misceneous services, truly providing multipurpose convenience. "Six deluxe set meals, a double portion each for Qi Long and I." Ling Lan pretended not to see Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s stunned gaze, tonelessly listing out what they wanted to eat. Frankly, Lin Zhong-qing could not be med for his reaction. Set meals were typically only chosen by children from themoner families. Any child from a slightly better family background would basically order separate dishes which had an overall better taste. Lin Zhong-qing did not know that Qi Long¡¯s and the others¡¯ credits had long ago been confiscated by Ling Lan on the first day of school. Since then, themunicators of the five of them, including Qi Long (as well as the two girls always hanging out with them), had never contained more than 1000 credits. Thus, their every meal changed from the luxurious spread of delicacies they began with, to the current simplistic set meals, though these set meals were still of the deluxe variety. Even so, this was undoubtedly many brackets below what they were having before. Of course, this wasn¡¯t a baseless decision by Ling Lan. Through Little Four¡¯s research, they found that the food groups within the academy¡¯s deluxe set meal could fully provide all the nutrition that the children needed. Even Ling Lan and Qi Long, who had extraordinarily high metabolisms, were able to fuel their bodies sufficiently by eating a double portion of said set meal. Of course, Ling Lan would never tell Qi Long and the others that after she went home, she still had to supplement her diet with a gargantuan supper. It couldn¡¯t be helped. Ling Lan was a glutton to begin with, and on top of that, every night she would be tormented ceaselessly by Instructor Number Five, so her energy consumption was rather off the scales. Lin Zhong-qing very quickly regained hisposure, and he felt the stirrings of gratefulness within his heart. Was this Ling Lan and the others¡¯ strange way of preserving his dignity? He said nothing, only casting a briefplicated look at Ling Lan before nodding heavily and leaving to help them get their food. Looking at Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s departing back, Han Jijyun¡¯s frown eased slightly. With a hint of uncertainty, he asked, "Boss Lan, you seem to have some admiration for him?" Hearing this, Qi Long and Luo Lang turned to look at Ling Lan, and waited for her answer. This would affect how they would treat Lin Zhong-qing ¡ª whether he should be considered as apanion or not, the treatment would bepletely different. "Yes, I have some admiration for his tolerance. If we were to switch ces, I don¡¯t think I¡¯d be able to bend as far as he has." Carrying out one¡¯s responsibilities while tolerating shame was not something everyone could do; even Ling Lan, with her two lives of experience, could not say for sure that she¡¯d be able to endure it. Ling Lan¡¯s words caused Qi Long and the others to descend into a thoughtful silence. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s humility had made them forget that he was only six years old just like them ¡ª what kind of experiences had he lived through to have learned to be so tolerant? Right at that moment, the sounds of amotion could be hearding from not too far away. Ling Lan and the others all turned to look, and saw a significant crowd surrounding a lone figure. Among those in the crowd were students dressed in red, as well as those dressed in uniforms of other colours, while the one being surrounded was definitely wearing bright red clothes. They seemed to be arguing, which greatly surprised Ling Lan and her group. After all, the hierarchy within the school was clear ¡ª unless it was an upromisable conflict, the students in school uniforms of any other colour would never challenge a red-coat student. For if they were caught by the school disciplinarymittee, it wouldn¡¯t end well for them. "It¡¯s Lin Zhong-qing," eximed Luo Lang in surprise. From his position, he could just see the profile of the red-coat student being surrounded. "The ones surrounding him seem to include some of our ssmates." Han Jijyun had also seen some familiar faces in the crowd, and his frown deepened. Although Lin Zhong-qing was ranked lowest within their ss, inst ce, his poprity within the ss was still pretty good. What reason could there be for him to be in a standoff with their ssmates? "It¡¯s Li Yingjie¡¯s group," said Qi Long with clear dislike. Ever since Qi Long had helped Li Jinghong brush off Li Yingjie, within the ss, the two of them were constantly at odds. Every time they met, they couldn¡¯t resist exchanging a few barbed words. If one had to name Qi Long¡¯s most hated person within the academy, Li Yingjie would be it. Right now, in the first grade Special ss-A, there was the incipient formation of two clear power bases. One of the power groups was Li Yingjie¡¯s ¡ª having the prestige of being at the top of the rankings, he naturally drew a portion of the students to his side. Meanwhile, the other power group was Ling Lan¡¯s party. In contrast with Li Yingjie¡¯s abstract rank, the strength disyed by Ling Lan¡¯s one-move defeat of Lin Zhong-qing was much more persuasive. Many students did not really acknowledge the legitimacy of Li Yingjie¡¯s ranking ¡ª after all, part of it was just based off interviews, and not truly earned through real battle with other students. This situation was very vexing for Li Yingjie, causing jealousy and hate against Ling Lan to rise within him. He believed that it was Ling Lan who was hindering his steps towards uniting the first grade Special ss-A under his rule. After some thought, Ling Lan said, "Let¡¯s go find out what¡¯s going on." Lin Zhong-qing was currently on an errand for them after all; it was the morally right thing to have a little concern for him. The four of them walked over to the scene of themotion and heard the surrounding students in lively whispered discussion. After listening for just a moment, the four of them had gotten a rough idea of the situation. It turned out that when Lin Zhong-qing was passing by Li Yingjie¡¯s group, he had been stopped by one of theckeys dressed in white. Theckey had ordered Lin Zhong-qing to go see Li Yingjie for a talk. Although Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s family background wasmon, and he was inst ce within Special ss-A, he still had the pride of a red-coat student. How dare an insignificant white-coat student order him around with such a tone? He naturally did not respond well, refusing tersely without any concern for politeness. If thatckey had just stopped there, this matter would have been swept away just like that. Unexpectedly, theckey had brashly grabbed hold of Lin Zhong-qing. Enraged, Lin Zhong-qing had immediately sent the white-coatckey flying with one kick. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s actions were taken as provocation by Li Yingjie¡¯s group, who all jumped up in anger and surrounded him, demanding that he apologise. And so this scenario was the result! Right then, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s expression was extremely dark ¡ª if it wasn¡¯t for his extraordinary tolerance, he most likely would have already started throwing punches, and this standoff wouldn¡¯t have happened. The appearance of Ling Lan¡¯s group of four made Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s expression lighten a little, a trace of astonished delight shing through his eyes. On the other hand, when Li Yingjie saw Ling Lan and her group, his expression darkened noticeably, looking a little grim, but was mostly disgruntled. It looked like he was unhappy with Ling Lan¡¯s group butting in. Suddenly, Ling Lan¡¯s steps paused. With a strange expression, she looked at Lin Zhong-qing, a possibility shing rapidly through her mind. Was Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s tolerant behaviour these past few days just so he could depend on her to handle Li Yingjie and his group? When Ling Lan stopped, Qi Long and the other two stopped as well. Although they didn¡¯t know why Ling Lan had stopped, it was already a habit for them to follow Ling Lan¡¯s movements, so they also stopped without hesitation. Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s group stopping still, Li Yingjie¡¯s expression eased a little. He was very pleased at Ling Lan¡¯s understanding of the situation. He really didn¡¯t want Ling Lan toe interfere in his ns at this moment, and Lin Zhong-qing was his first target. In contrast, when Lin Zhong-qing saw Ling Lan staying put, his expression changed. He could vaguely sense Ling Lan¡¯s intent to just observe from the side-lines, and this troubled him. His initially somewhat calm expression dimmed significantly, and there was actually an almost unnoticeable trace of despair in his eyes. Ling Lan frowned deeply, troubled and a little puzzled. If Lin Zhong-qing could thicken his skin and suck up to her, then why couldn¡¯t he do the same with Li Yingjie? Could he have some other unknown reason for this? With a shift in thought, Ling Lan decided that she would help out Lin Zhong-qing this one time. After all, doing so was no skin off her nose ¡ª she was already on bad terms with Li Yingjie anyway. Her halted steps resumed once more ... Ling Lan¡¯s actions rekindled Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s deadened and hopeless eyes, and there was even a hint of gratefulness within his newly brightened gaze. Chapter 72: A Response Which Exceeds Expectations Chapter 72: A Response Which Exceeds Expectations Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan moved, and the three followers behind her moved with her. Very quickly, they were all standing before Li Yingjie. "Lin Zhong-qing, why haven¡¯t you bought the set meals?" Ling Lan¡¯s tone was brusque. If he wanted to borrow her strength, then Lin Zhong-qing should understand that this strength was not so easily borrowed. What needed to be paid still needed to be paid ¡ª Ling Lan had no intentions of working for free. Ling Lan¡¯s words settled Lin Zhong-qing, and he responded, "ssmate Ling Lan, I¡¯m sorry for making you wait." He swept his gaze towards Li Yingjie¡¯s group as if telling Ling Lan that they were the culprits stopping him from buying the food. Ling Lan obligingly followed Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s gaze to cast her attention upon Li Yingjie¡¯s group, and with affected surprise, she quirked a brow and said, "Oh? It¡¯s ssmate Li! What¡¯s up? Do you all have some business with Lin Zhong-qing?" Ling Lan¡¯s surprised look was so obviously faked that Li Yingjie¡¯s face immediately flushed with anger. Ling Lan had clearly seen him here from the start but was so tantly lying. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Oh, so it¡¯s ssmate Ling Lan. I do have some business with him." If Ling Lan wanted to pretend, then he would y along and pretend as well ¡ª he was sure he could pretend even better than Ling Lan. Ling Lan nodded, and said almost casually, "Then let¡¯s do this on a firste first served basis then. ssmate Li, why don¡¯t you wait till ssmate Lin haspleted my requests first beforeing to look for him again ..." As if suddenly thinking of something, Ling Lan added, "A monthter sounds about right." A little coyly, she continued, "ssmate Lin lost to me, you see, so no matter what, he needs to serve me for a month first. So sorry to let you down." Ling Lan¡¯s words almost caused Li Yingjie to spew blood. This was basically telling him that Lin Zhong-qing was now under Ling Lan¡¯s protection. Li Yingjie could no longer maintain a friendly appearance. With a frigid expression, he said lowly, "Ling Lan, you¡¯re really going to oppose me now?" Ling Lan¡¯s expression was innocent as she asked Lin Zhong-qing, "ssmate Lin, do you want to stop carrying out the terms of the bet you lost when you lost the challenge?" Lin Zhong-qing shook his head firmly. "No." With a helpless look on her face, Ling Lan shrugged at Li Yingjie. "ssmate Li, it¡¯s not that I want to oppose you, but ssmate Lin isn¡¯t ready to break his promise." Ling Lan¡¯s expression seemed to imply that Li Yingjie was barking up the wrong tree by being angry at her. This performance by Ling Lan made Li Yingjie even angrier, yet he couldn¡¯t find any way to refute what Ling Lan had said. His face flushed an even deeper red in bottled anger. Ling Lan was unconcerned with the near-exploding Li Yingjie. Turning her head, she said to Lin Zhong-qing, "Why are you still standing there? We¡¯re almost starving to death." "Yes, ssmate Ling Lan, I¡¯ll bring your lunches over immediately." Ling Lan¡¯s response had already surpassed Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s expectations ¡ª he was a little groggy, unsure why the thus far cold and unfriendly Ling Lan would help him this much. Initially, he had only wished for Ling Lan to confirm that he was serving him, just so he had an excuse to refuse Li Yingjie. Ling Lan was satisfied. She directed a slightly apologetic smile at Li Yingjie, and then led Qi Long and the others away from the area. This almost dismissive attitude was quickly driving Li Yingjie mad ¡ª he wanted to stop Ling Lan and teach him a good lesson, but he just damnably couldn¡¯t find a usable excuse. Right then, he hated the fact that he was within the Central Scout Academy. If this were the outside world, he would definitely use his power and authority to ¡¯take care¡¯ of this detestable, arrogant bastard before him. (Right now, in his eyes, even Ling Lan¡¯s most normal attitude would be taken as a personal taunt.) When the boss gets mad, it was naturally up to the followers to help the boss take out his anger. Ackey-boy dressed in a white school uniform leapt out, but knowing that Ling Lan¡¯s group wasn¡¯t something he could handle, he didn¡¯t dare to say anything to them. Instead, he set his sights on the seemingly more bulliable Lin Zhong-qing. "Lin Zhong-qing, don¡¯t you dare leave! If you leave, I¡¯ll make it so your life¡¯s hell!" Perhaps this punk had gotten used to being an arrogant little sh*t since young, for his first impulse was to threaten. Thing was, his threat made all the watching students burst out intoughter, and of course, thisughter was filled with mockery. This mockingughter caused the white-coatckey¡¯s face to flush and pale erratically. In that moment, he just couldn¡¯t figure out why he was beingughed at. Actually, he couldn¡¯t be med for this. It wasn¡¯t unusual for new students who had just entered the Central Scout Academy to find it difficult to adapt to their new roles within the school. Particrly those second-generation young lords who were used to getting their way from young ¡ª it was even easier for them to make a mistake. Only once they had tasted the bitter consequences would they understand that the world within the Central Scout Academy was entirely different from their previous world. In this world where the strong dominate and everything was based on personal strength, the distinction between the elite and the humble was represented by the colour of their school uniforms. Every six months, the internal academy re-ranking was the chance for the students to find a new foothold in life. Therefore, how could a white-coat student threaten a red-coat student? The school disciplinarymittee would make them understand that the results of viting the colour hierarchy was not something they could bear. Li Yingjie red fiercely at that follower who still didn¡¯t know that he had vited the school rules. No matter how much Lin Zhong-qing was ignored within Special ss-A, he was still a red-coat student ¡ª how could a white-coat student threaten a red-coat student so brazenly? If the academy administration found out, this follower of his would be in a world of trouble. Lin Zhong-qing turned his head, casting a scornful look at that white-coat student. "I would really like to see, how exactly you would make my life hell." Although he was meek by necessity within Special ss-A, this didn¡¯t mean that he would take bullying from the students of the other sses. The red clothes he was wearing represented his status, his dignity. The white-coatckey still looked as if he wanted to say something when Li Yingjie said curtly, "He Fei." Sensing Li Yingjie¡¯s rage, the white-coatckey, otherwise known as He Fei, didn¡¯t dare to say anything more. Li Yingjie looked at Lin Zhong-qing, and asked coldly, "Lin Zhong-qing, you¡¯ve really decided?" Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s family background wasmon, and his strength wasn¡¯t outstanding in Special ss-A, which was why Li Yingjie had initially set Lin Zhong-qing as his first target. He had intended to make Lin Zhong-qing his subordinate, and then slowly tame the other Special ss-A students until he finally managed to achieve full control of ss-A. What a pity this Lin Zhong-qing was such a stubborn fellow ¡ª actually ignoring his invitation from the very beginning, until his direct refusal at the end. Not just that, Lin Zhong-qing had aligned himself with the group of people he hated the most. "Yes, I, Lin Zhong-qing, always mean what I say." Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s demeanour was tough and intractable, leaving no retreat for himself. If small obstacles like this could cause him to shrink back, he would never have been able to survive those couple of years in theboratories. While other children were growing up under the care and affection of their parents, he had already learned how to think for himself, knowing that he would have to depend on himself to obtain the life he wanted. "Fine, in that case, I won¡¯t force the issue." Li Yingjie was straightforward when it came down to it; he truly let go of the idea of recruiting Lin Zhong-qing to his side right then. With a cold expression, he turned to his band of followers and said, "Why are you all still standing? Sit down and eat." All of his followers were students with uniforms of other colours, so of course they didn¡¯t dare to ignore Li Yingjie¡¯s orders. They all quickly sat down and began eating. No longer surrounded, Lin Zhong-qing finally released a sigh. Having Li Yingjie give up on his own was the best oue for him. Still, he didn¡¯t let his guard down yet, afraid that Li Yingjie was only distracting him with empty words, but was actually nning to deal with him privately. Lin Zhong-qing knew very well that, with his current abilities, he could not stand up to Li Yingjie. The principle of ¡¯survival of the fittest¡¯ was protecting him, yet cing him in danger at the same time. The moment Li Yingjie decided to go after him, he would definitely be in trouble. This was the reason why he was willing to stoop so far to insinuate himself into Ling Lan¡¯s group¡¯s favour. Indeed, from the very first day of school, Li Yingjie had already set his eye on Lin Zhong-qing. Meanwhile, Lin Zhong-qing had no intention whatsoever of bing anyone¡¯s follower ¡ª six years of life within aboratory had been enough; he wasn¡¯t about to so easily let go of the precious freedom he had regained. Yet, he couldn¡¯t stand up to Li Yingjie with his own strength. And so he had cracked his head trying to think of a way to help him out of this mess ... Initially, Lin Zhong-qing had been banking on Qi Long or Luo Lang. Their challenge battles on the first day to get the seats they wanted had shown Lin Zhong-qing just how strong they were. They had respectively managed to defeat the initial rank 5 and rank 8 of the ss without much trouble, suggesting that their strength was on par with the top 3 of the original ranking. However, he had then inadvertently heard Qi Long and Luo Lang talking about their absent boss Ling Lan, and changed his mind. Since that absentee had the ability to be the boss of these two formidable students, Ling Lan¡¯s strength must not be any weaker than that of Li Yingjie¡¯s. As long as he could borrow some of Ling Lan¡¯s power, he should be able to escape the clutches of Li Yingjie. And so, this had led to his challenge towards Ling Lan. From the very beginning of the challenge, he had already known that he would lose. However, what he wanted wasn¡¯t victory, but to lose the challenge so he could obtain the ¡¯punishment¡¯ of serving the other for a month. A month¡¯s worth of buffer time was sufficient for him to grow and improve so that he could find a better way to handle Li Yingjie. The result of all this strategizing was worth it! Although Lin Zhong-qing wasn¡¯t sure if Li Yingjie had truly let go, he could at least avoid Li Yingjie¡¯s outright forceful manoeuvring, having earned some breathing space. Lin Zhong-qing, who was waiting for the service robot to deliver the set meals, thought about all that had happened thus far. He clenched his fists, eyes shining with a fierce light. As long as he had enough time, he would no longer let anyone be in a position to threaten him again. An intense desire to grow stronger zed high within Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s heart. Meanwhile, at that moment, Ling Lan, who had been waiting at the dining table for Lin Zhong-qing to bring the set meals over, was talking with Qi Long and the others when, suddenly, her expression tightened minutely, but the change was quickly smoothed away. Her strange expressionsted for only a microsecond, and had not been picked up by Qi Long or any of the others. "Little Four, erge and dissect that expression of Li Yingjie¡¯s ..." Ling Lan ordered Little Four within the mindspace. "Yes, Boss!" Little Four was very excited ¡ª finally, it was his chance to shine again! He must live up to the title of number one follower after all. In the mindspace, the trace of vicious anger in Li Yingjie¡¯s eyes was erged by Little Four, and then it was studied closely ¡ª up, down, left, right, near, far, and from multiple angles. After muchparison and checking, it was confirmed that the target of that gaze was Lin Zhong-qing ... "Boss, what do we do next?" Little Four seemed ready to stir up some trouble. Ling Lan rolled her eyes at him. " Do what? Doughnut 1 ! Just go back and rest." Since Li Yingjie¡¯s target was Lin Zhong-qing, then she wasn¡¯t going to spend time worrying about it. Ling Lan was not a saint. Lin Zhong-qing? Helping him once was already her being merciful. Subsequently, whether or not he could tide the waves was all up to himself. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Happy New Year in advance with an advance extra chapter. There¡¯ll be a longer chaptering up at the usual time in a couple hours. Chapter 73: Ling Lans Crisis! Chapter 73: Ling Lan¡¯s Crisis! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Time flew by, and very quickly, five months had passed. The atmosphere within the Central Scout Academy started bing restless, for the mid-year wide-scale ranking which would decide the fate of the students for the next six months was about to begin. For the sake of doing well in this critical ranking, all the students in the Central Scout Academy were hard at work making their final preparations. Ling Lan had passed these past few months uneventfully ¡ª not standing out, but not being lost in the masses either. However, after Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s challenge, Ling Lan hadn¡¯t fought with anyone else again. Even during physicalbat ss, when her ssmates would spar with one another to improve, Ling Lan had also refused to fight. Of course, at the start, in the first month after school began, Ling Lan would still enter thebat hall to hold sparring practices with Qi Long, Luo Lang, and Han Jijyun. But these practices hadn¡¯t gone on for long when, in one of theter battles, Ling Lan had lost control and seriously injured Qi Long by ident. After that incident, Ling Lan had adamantly refused to spar ever again, only allowing Qi Long and the other two to spar with one another. Honestly, it wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan didn¡¯t want to spar and exchange tips with her friends ... She had her own considerations for this. Because ¡ª she had discovered that, when going through the Number Five¡¯s most recent so-called ¡¯Ultimate Training Method¡¯, a strange fluctuation would appear in her spiritual power after every night of training she endured. As time went by and the nights umted, this strange fluctuation just got stronger and stronger. She had been constantly nervous, wondering what this strange phenomenon would bring, but no changes appeared in her daily movements, so she could only set the matter aside temporarily. But gradually, she realised that whenever she was fighting, especially when she entered attack mode, it was all too easy for her to descend into a bloodthirsty frenzy, and she would be filled with the desire to destroy everything in sight. In the beginning, she had still been able to contain this desire, so she thought that she was strong enough to ovee these negative emotions caused by the insane training. However, with the passing of time, she found it harder and harder to control the force of these negative emotions. She started having doubts, wondering if something had gone wrong with her spiritual state. After injuring Qi Long, Ling Lan finally understood. There was indeed something wrong with her ¡ª her spiritual power had gotten out of control. Number Five, who was said to have driven countless talents insane, had simrly caused Ling Lan to develop a spiritual issue after tormenting her for a month. Thus, Ling Lan no longer dared to join in the fights. She was afraid that she would really kill Qi Long and the others next time. If that happened, it would definitely be toote for regrets. Qi Long and the others knew why Ling Lan refused to fight, so when other students challenged her, Qi Long and Luo Lang had stepped forward. They said that if the students wanted to challenge their boss, they would have to get through them first as they were Ling Lan¡¯s followers. And there were those who really were sceptical whether they would follow through, but when the third-ranked of their ss put forth his challenge, Qi Long had immediately stepped in to ept on Ling Lan¡¯s behalf. This time, the challenge was again set as an Open Arena battle, drawing the attention of the students of the Central Scout Academy. School hadn¡¯t started for long, but the first grade Special ss-A had already requested for an Open Arena battle twice ¡ª this gave the upper grade seniors the uniform impression that this year¡¯s new students were certainly a violent lot. Of course, this also increased their anticipation for the uing mid-year rankings. Would the rankings of the first grade Special ss-A change drastically? If that really happened, it would likely establish a brand new record within the academy. Mind you, in the past, the rankings of Special ss-A had always been pretty much stable and unchanging. Qi Long and that third-ranked boy had fought bitterly for an hour, the battle dragging on till the veryst moment. In the end, Qi Long¡¯s will proved to be stronger, and his stamina was better, and he sessfully defeated his opponent. This result made the initially restless students shut uppletely. Think about it. Even the third-ranked had lost; if anyone else wanted to challenge, they had better weigh their own capabilities once more before doing so. Qi Long¡¯s reliable performance helped Ling Lan earn several months of peace, which also gave her time to resolve the troublesome issue of her out of control spiritual state. But as the mid-year wide-scale ranking loomed ever closer, the originally calm Ling Lan began to get agitated, because she had still not been able to find a solution to her problem. When the mid-year ranking tournament arrived, she would no longer be able to refuse the challenges of her peers, unless she chose to give up on her results and leave the Special ss to be a regr ss student. This was a result that Ling Lan could not ept. After knowing what it meant to be in Special ss-A and having experienced all its myriad benefits, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t so stupid as to let it go. That¡¯s right, Ling Lan really didn¡¯t want to stand out too much, but she also didn¡¯t want to be a weakling. She still wanted to be in control of her life, and be a truly free person. "I must solve this problem," said Ling Lan, clenching her fists tight. Ling Lan knew very well that if she didn¡¯t resolve this issue, she would not be able to fight ¡ª the Central Scout Academy would never condone the existence of a homicidal maniac. Her loss of control was already at a rather severe stage. Now, whenever she fought, blood would flow like a river, and corpses would litter the ground. She could still clearly remember how she had failed in the most recent mission given by the learning space. This time, the mission she had received had been to rescue a hostage. However, she ended up killing everyone in the target area, including the hostage she was supposed to save. Consequently, she experienced the learning space¡¯s punishment for the first time. Ling Lan shuddered violently in recollection ¡ª that had certainly not been a great experience. The electricity coursing through her body, lingering, as she hovered on the edge of wanting to die yet being unable to die, wanting to live yet unable to live ¡ª that suffering was pretty much on par with Number Five¡¯s perverse torments. She definitely never wanted to experience it again. Now Ling Lan finally understood. The so-called learning space was not a helpful cheat code (with the exception of Little Four), but was definitely a malicious glitch that existed to torment her. ******* While Ling Lan was struggling with anxiety and helplessness, in the learning space, the great Number One who Ling Lan had the utmost respect for was ripping apart Instructor Number Five¡¯s personal training space with extreme prejudice. At that moment, Number Five was busily plotting something inside. When he felt the ground shake and the mountains tremble, he looked at the rapidly disintegrating world around him and knew that the situation was not good. But just as he was about to run, arge hand mped harshly over his neck. "Number Five, I merely intended for you to train up Ling Lan¡¯s ability to withstand pressure and hardship, not destroy her." Number One steadily red at Number Five, a deep and seemingly unquenchable anger smouldering within his eyes. He was someone who put his full trust in his brothers and subordinates ¡ª since he had decided to entrust Ling Lan to Number Five for training, he wouldn¡¯t interfere in the process. Thus, he hadn¡¯t been aware of the abnormality which had developed in Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual state. If Number Nine had not been keeping a close watch on Ling Lan and noticed her strange behaviour in time to notify him, he might have only found out the truth after Ling Lan had thoroughly descended into madness. Facing Number One¡¯s wrath, Number Five was still extremely calm. Helplessly, he said, "Number One, I haven¡¯t destroyed her. She¡¯s just reached the point where she has to choose a Dao 1 ." Number One¡¯s expression changed. "How did this happen so quickly? My initial estimate was that she would only reach this stage four yearster." Recalling something, Number One¡¯s expression turned frigid. With mounting anger, he asked, "Number Five, did you break the agreement you made with me and used your Extreme Hell Training Method?" Number Fiveughed, and his eyes were full of satisfaction. With that, Number One understood everything. Overwhelmed with rage, he no longer held back, instantly mming Number Five violently into the ground. With a resounding "BAM", Number Five¡¯s training space was once again sent shuddering. Number Five¡¯s entire body had been mmed deeply into the ground, and only his face remained exposed aboveground. This force wasn¡¯t easily borne ¡ª Number Five¡¯s expression was gruesome; the tearing pain didn¡¯t allow him to maintain his smile any longer. However, Number Five was unwilling to admit his loss just like that. He forced the corners of his lips to twitch into a smile and said, "Number One, don¡¯t me me. Who asked Ling Lan to be such a great piece of material ... originally, I really hadn¡¯t thought of using that method, but every time I set an outrageous mission for her, she still managed to ride it out. You just don¡¯t know ... how every time shepleted a mission, I would get that much more excited. Even more unexpectedly, in half a month¡¯s time, besides the Extreme Hell Method, she had already worn out my bag of tricks. All my insane training torments had been ovee by her." Number Five¡¯s expression turned a little wild. "That resilience ... it¡¯s abnormal. I¡¯ve never encountered anything like it before. And so I became reckless with emotion ..." "So, you broke the rules and let her into your Extreme Hell Training Method for training. You didn¡¯t know that doing so would destroy her," said Number One with profound heartache. Ling Lan was the first person he had truly wanted to cultivate as an inheritor, but unexpectedly, due to his carelessness, she was on the brink of being destroyed by Number Five. He, who had never regretted anything before, actually felt the stirrings of regret in this moment. "No, I didn¡¯t destroy her, Number One. Did you know, she really passed it ¡ª the Extreme Hell Training Method ¡ª she¡¯s the only one who passed it and kept her mind. She has only be caught up in the confusion of Dao." The more Number Five spoke, the more excited he became, and his face was brimming with the fervour of sess. "Passed? You said Ling Lan passed?" Number One couldn¡¯t believe it. "Yes, she passed. The only regret, is that she actually couldn¡¯t find her Dao." Number Five¡¯s face was filled with regret. In his visualizations, anyone who managed to pass the Extreme Hell Training Method, as long as they came out with their mind intact, would be a strong fighter possessing Dao. But Ling Lan was an oddball ¡ª she passed with a clear mind, but was unable to find the Dao that was right for her, and thus descended into chaotic confusion. "How did this happen?" Number One was also confused now, since he had faith in Number Five¡¯s deductions. "I suspect that it¡¯s because she doesn¡¯t have a purpose to be strong." Number Five¡¯s expression was a little strange. After spending these past few months with Ling Lan, he had gotten a vague sense of how Ling Lan thought. Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts were contradictory ¡ª she wanted to be a strong person, yet she didn¡¯t want to stand out and be burdened with too much responsibility. Even more emphatically, she didn¡¯t want to be weak, unable to control her own destiny. As a result of these contradictions and doubts, although Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power had already arrived at the doorstep of Dao, its weight was not substantial enough to push open the door to enter a more profound realm. For context, it should be known that once a person grasped the power of Dao, all aspects of their abilities would improve on a vertical axis. In future, regardless of what they wanted to do or learn, their progress would certainly cover a thousand miles in one day 2 ¡ª things that would have taken them ten years to learn before, would very likely take them only two to three years to master. "What Dao do you think she¡¯s most likely to enter?" Number One¡¯s expression was grim as he asked this. Number Five was the most familiar with Ling Lan¡¯s condition ¡ª Number One needed to understand more, so he could figure out how to help Ling Lan choose the right Dao. "Killing Dao! A while back, she failed a hostage rescue mission. The reason being that she killed everyone at the camp site, including the hostage," said Number Five with a smile. If they left Ling Lan unchecked, then with the passing of time, it was almost a certainty that Ling Lan would enter the Killing Dao. "Uneptable. The Killing Dao is too bloody, ipatible with Ling Lan¡¯s personality." Number One rejected this Dao immediately. Frankly, the Killing Dao was also an extremely good Dao, except that anyone who walked this Dao must be able to be truly cold and emotionless, so it was unsuitable for Ling Lan. Ling Lan may look cold and aloof on the surface, but inside, she was actually a person who cared deeply. This was why she was willing to pretend to be a boy for Lan Luofeng¡¯s sake, and go through all the apanying troubles. It was also the reason why when Qi Long and the others had stuck to her and insisted on calling her Boss, she had decided to just give in. It was why even when she knew Lin Zhong-qing was just using her, Ling Lan had still chosen to help him out. "The Demonic Dao is also a possibility," choked out Number Five amidstughter. He actually knew well that Ling Lan was very against the Killing Dao, so it was highly probable that her heart would be troubled and conflicted, resulting in an internal demon. If the internal demon managed to fully develop, Ling Lan would have no other choice than to walk the Demonic Dao in the end. Number One threw a cold re at Number Five, causing his exposed head aboveground to break out in a cold sweat. He received Number One¡¯s meaning loud and clear. It was obvious that Number One hated his recklessness, which had resulted in this internal demon forming within Ling Lan, which may force her onto a path that Number One found distasteful. ording to Number One¡¯s original ns, four yearster, Ling Lan would very naturally enter the gates of Dao. Then, she would have been able to smoothly transition into the problem-free Sovereign Dao or perhaps the Sage Dao. This was the Dao that Number One had intended for Ling Lan, for it was the broadest and most straightforward of Daos. Unfortunately, Number Five had interfered. Although he had managed to push Ling Lan to the gateway of Dao within a terrifyingly short time, because Ling Lan¡¯s spirit wasn¡¯t ready yet, she was now gued with a host of problems. "Looks like, Ling Lan needs to find her personal reason for bing strong as soon as possible. But, who can help her?" Number One sighed. He wasn¡¯t good at handling this sort of psychological issues. "I¡¯ll go." A clear voice rang out from behind Number One. Number Nine appeared, her sweet face filled with killing intent, and the gaze she directed at Number Five was almost heavy enough to kill. Number Five raised his head to look up at the sky, pretending that he didn¡¯t see anything. Right now, he simply didn¡¯t dare to annoy Number Nine who was in full protective tiger-mum mode. Number One¡¯s expression eased and he said, "Alright. Number Nine, I¡¯ll leave Ling Lan to you." Number Nine nodded and quickly disappeared. Only then did Number Five smile bitterly and look back. "Finally, she¡¯s gone. Number One, can you let me out now?" Number One stared at him coldly, and then stomped firmly right on top of his head, sending him straight into the ground so he was truly buried alive. Then, Number One immediately disappeared from Number Five¡¯s training space. Not too long after, Number Five miraculously resurfaced from within the earth,. His expression was at ease as he said cheerfully, "So not just Number Nine has developed feelings, even Number One is affected, bing more and more human. The experiment this time was very sessful. Ling Lan truly possesses the ability to influence intelligent bio-entities ... the only thing left, is whether this ability is beneficial or harmful to us intelligent bio-entities?" "Still, it¡¯s really dangerous for Ling Lan this time ... did I really go overboard? If something really happens to Ling Lan, then wouldn¡¯t I lose a lot of entertainment? There¡¯s no other material with such resilience, capable of withstanding every single one of my newly developed training methods. Hm, yes, looks like I¡¯ll have to think of a way to help her ovee this crisis ..." Number Five was deep in thought ¡ª at this moment, he waspletely unaware that he, who had never cared for whether a material lived or died, was actually worrying over Ling Lan. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji New developments for a new year! XD May you all have a great year ahead. *sends good vibes* Chapter 74: Little Fours Suggestion Chapter 74: Little Four¡¯s Suggestion Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan had justin down, when she felt her consciousness being forcefully dragged once more into the learning space. However, Ling Lan was now used to this ¡ª after all, the instructors in the learning space all just loved to contact her this way. This time, what she saw first wasn¡¯t the cold face of Number One, nor was it the twisted smile of Number Five ¡ª instead, it was the delicate features of Number Nine. Seeing Number Nine¡¯s lovely face, Ling Lan felt as if she was healed instantly. "Instructor Number Nine!" Ovee with emotion, Ling Lan pounced. She really hadn¡¯t seen Instructor Number Nine in so long. She had really missed her, but it wasn¡¯t up to her whether or not she could see a particr instructor ¡ª the learning space was the one who decided. Hugging Instructor Number Nine tightly, she could feel the generous swell of the other¡¯s bosom under her military uniform. Oh, the envy, jealousy, and hate that stirred within her! Heaven knows if she would be able to have such a voluptuous body like Instructor Number Nine¡¯s when she grew up? Then, Ling Lan recalled her current identity as a fake man, and was instantly thrust into gloom. She had overheard her mother saying before that, once she hit puberty, she would need to be injected with blockers to prevent her body from secreting too much oestrogen ... In other words, if she could not reim her female status, then she would be destined to be just like how she was in her past life ¡ª t as an airport runway 1 . Number Nine looked at the emotional Ling Lan, and her heart was filled with fluffy feelings. It truly had been a while since shest saw Ling Lan, and she had missed her just as much. However, Number Nine was still Number Nine in the end. Her emotions were only visible for that short moment before she regained her usual cool and aloof appearance. She patted Ling Lan¡¯s shoulder before letting go, and then asked calmly, "Ling Lan, is something wrong with your spiritual self?" At this question, Ling Lan bowed her head dejectedly. "Instructor Number Nine, so even you¡¯ve found out about it." "Yes. Strange fluctuations appearing in your spiritual self ... as an inhabitant of your mind, of course I can sense it." Number Nine exined why all the instructors knew. Of course, what Number Nine didn¡¯t say, was that this was actually only possible if an inhabitant broke the rules, forcefully breaking boundaries to sense the host¡¯s condition. For that, Number Nine had had to pay a hefty price. This was the learning space¡¯s restriction upon the inhabitants, as well as protection for the host. If Number Nine wasn¡¯t so concerned that Number Five would break Ling Lan, she wouldn¡¯t havemitted this vition. Seeing Ling Lan in such low spirits, Number Nine was anxious. Not one to beat around the bush to begin with, she went straight to the point and asked, "Do you know why this situation is happening?" Ling Lan thought about it for a moment, and then replied uncertainly, "Is it because Instructor Number Five¡¯s training has created some negative emotions? Which then influenced my emotional bnce?" "No, that¡¯s not it," Number Nine denied firmly. Seeing Number Nine reject the reason she had thought was behind all this, Ling Lan was even more confused. "If that¡¯s not it, then what is it?" "It¡¯s your heart. It¡¯s filled with doubt and uncertainty." Number Nine announced the answer directly. "Huh?" Ling Lan hadn¡¯t expected this answer. Could doubt and uncertainty cause her spirit to twist so much that she would lose control? Ling Lan¡¯s first instinct was disbelief, that Number Nine was just joking with her. But seeing Number Nine¡¯s steady gaze, Ling Lan could not be sure. "Ling Lan, although I do not know why your tolerance is so extraordinary, almost aberrant, it is why you were able to withstand all the tests and torments set for you by Number Five. This has made your spiritual power grow very strong, very rapidly, to the point that you¡¯ve even touched upon the gates of Dao." "Dao?" Ling Lan was even more bewildered. She was currently in a technologically advanced future world, not an ignorant medieval period when cultivation theory discussions were popr. "Er ... you don¡¯t need to understand this right now. What I want to tell you, is that this abnormality in your spirit is urring because you do not have a clear purpose in your heart for bing stronger." Number Nine knew she had slipped up, so she hurriedly tried to gloss over it. "Purpose?" By this time, Ling Lan¡¯s eyes were wide and round, dazed. Number Nine had thoroughly confused her, and her mind was spinning. "Yes, you¡¯ve epted all the missions and training we¡¯ve set for you, and endured them despite all the difficulty. Why?" Ling Lan held her dizzy head in her hands as she desperately searched for an answer to the question. But Number Nine stopped her. "Don¡¯t be in a rush to answer ¡ª go back and think about it carefully. Think about what kind of future is it that you want, and what your reason is for wanting to grow stronger ... Once you¡¯ve figured this out, the spiritual problem bothering you now will go away and you¡¯ll return to normal." With that said, Number Nine chased Ling Lan out of her training space. ******** Just like that, Ling Lan came to the central hall of the learning space. At this time, Little Four was crouched in the centre of the hall, drawing something on the ground with his butt stuck up in the air;pletely oblivious to Ling Lan¡¯s arrival. Ling Lan calmed herself a little, and started to reflect on Instructor Number Nine¡¯s words. Number Nine had undoubtedly given her some good news, which was that the loss of control of her spiritual power she was so worried about was not a huge problem. It could be healed naturally, as long as she could find the answer to dispel the doubt and uncertainty from her heart. But, what were her doubts and uncertainties? Ling Lan was lost once again. Little Four, having finallypleted his masterpiece, stood up, and was prepared to admire it for a good while when, with a subconscious lift of his head, he saw Ling Lan standing right before him. With a thump, Little Four fell over, and his first reaction was to wonder if his tricks had been noticed by Ling Lan. This noise startled Ling Lan, who raised her head to see Little Four sitting on the ground with a frightened look on his face. She couldn¡¯t help but frown and ask, "Little Four, what¡¯s going on?" Little Four hurriedly put on a fawning face and said sweetly, "Boss, why are you here?" With a pull of his right hand, a floor cushion appeared in his hand out of thin air. He carefully set down the cushion by his side and said submissively, "Boss, are you tired? Come sit here." At the same time, behind him where Ling Lan couldn¡¯t see, Little Four swiped his left hand and the picture on the ground before him was wiped clean, leaving no trace behind. Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts hadn¡¯t been on Little Four to begin with, preupied with her own internal dilemma. Hearing Little Four¡¯s reply, she didn¡¯t pry any further, but instead sat down with a long face by Little Four¡¯s side, sighing deeply. Knowing that he hadn¡¯t been found out, Little Four was instantly at ease. It was his duty as Ling Lan¡¯s number one follower to help his boss solve her problems, so seeing Ling Lan so troubled, he quickly opened his mouth to ask, "Boss, why are you sighing? Tell me about it. Maybe Little Four can help." "Instructor Number Nine said that my heart has doubts and uncertainties, and that I don¡¯t have a resolute will or purpose for bing stronger." Of course, Ling Lan didn¡¯t really expect Little Four to be able to help her, but it was still nice to share one¡¯s troubles, so she spilled her worries to Little Four anyway. Little Four was very surprised, for he didn¡¯t think of that as a great problem at all. "Boss! What¡¯s there to worry about? If you don¡¯t have a purpose, you just need to find one!" "Does it work that way?" Ling Lan was nonplussed. Could it be that she was overthinking it? Chapter 75: The Dream of Having Kids! Chapter 75: The Dream of Having Kids! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Why wouldn¡¯t it? If you don¡¯t have a purpose, then let¡¯s just build one. Once you have a purpose, Boss, then you won¡¯t be doubtful and uncertain anymore." The more Little Four spoke, the smugger he became, and then he abruptly realised that he truly was, as expected, one of the smartest of the intelligent bio-entities. It made sense! Ling Lan decided to try out Little Four¡¯s method, even though Little Four really did seem rather ky ... Perhaps she would be able to luck out, like a blind cat stumbling over a dead rat, and stumble across the solution. Ling Lan contemted for a long while, and then, with a face full of confusion, she asked, "Little Four, what purpose should I build exactly?" Little Four was speechless. Wasn¡¯t this something the Boss should decide for herself? Why was she asking him? Still, Little Four was undoubtedly a dutiful follower. Without a word ofint, he immediately browsed through his database, and word after highlighted word started popping out at him. Excitedly, Little Four said, "Boss, let¡¯s go dominate the gxies!" Ling Lan rolled her eyes dramatically at Little Four. "Do you take me for an idiot?" Anyone who would do something so troublesome ¡ª putting in so much mental and physical effort for no praise to boot ¡ª must be an idiot. "Then ... how about bing a king somewhere?" Little Four lowered his ambition by arge margin. "Not interested," said Ling Lan huffily. Couldn¡¯t Little Four give any more normal suggestions? She was definitely not the type of person who wanted to be a ruler ¡ª Ling Lan knew herself well enough to know that. "Building a harmonious and perfect world?" ... "Bing a peerless hero?" ... Ling Lan was peeved. Suggesting all these grand ambitions, Little Four was obviously just mocking her. Dammit, she wasn¡¯t a saint! Under Ling Lan¡¯s increasingly displeased gaze, Little Four¡¯s voice became softer and softer ... Boo hoo hoo! Boss, these are all search results from the database ¡ª even if Ling Lan wasn¡¯t happy about it, there was nothing he could do. Oh? There was one more. Little Four suddenly noticed one unread result. "Right, we could start a harem and sow seeds?" Although he didn¡¯t have a clue as to what ¡¯start a harem and sow seeds¡¯ meant, this phrase appeared at a rate no less than the previous suggestions. Hearing this, Ling Lan flew into a rage, immediately hammering a fist onto Little Four¡¯s head. "Idiot, I¡¯m a girl!" Dammit, ¡¯sowing seeds¡¯ was something men did, alright? Besides, she didn¡¯t have a female-queen mentality. Plus, she had been raised with the concept of ¡¯one husband one wife¡¯ ¡ª as such, this was something that she simply could not ept. "So a girl can¡¯t sow seeds in a harem?" Little Four pouted, a little unconvinced. He really didn¡¯t understand what this had to do with gender. However, since Boss clearly hated this one, of course it would be discarded without question. The two of them continued to puzzle over the issue, seated together with their faces resting within the cups of their hands, frowning heavily. Ten minutes passed ... Half an hour passed ... and finally, an hour passed ... Still unable to think of any good suggestions, Little Four was driven mad. Pulling at his own hair, he screamed, "Aaaah ... I really can¡¯t think of anything! What other great purposes are there?!" "Great? Why does it have to be great?" Ling Lan seemed to have been triggered by Little Four and found a new avenue of thought. "Perhaps we could start thinking from small wishes ..." Little Four did not understand. "What do you mean?" "For example, Little Four, what is the goal you want to fulfil most right now?" Hearing this, Little Four puffed out his little chest and said, "I want to be Boss¡¯s number one follower." Ling Lan¡¯s was speechless. Didn¡¯t he have any slightly more ambitious thoughts? Besides, she had already dered him her number one follower ¡ª why was he still so caught up in this issue? Little Four seemed to have gotten the point though. He looked at Ling Lan with shining eyes and said, "Boss, what do you want to aplish at the moment?" "Continue maintaining my position in Special ss-A." Ling Lan¡¯s response was quick and without hesitation. This was truly what had been bothering her most recently. "Maintain? Don¡¯t you want to be first?" Little Four was puzzled. With Ling Lan¡¯s strength, getting first ce should be a piece of cake. "No ns for that. Of course, if I get it by ident then that¡¯s fine too. I¡¯m just going to go with the flow." Ling Lan wasn¡¯t too bothered by this issue. The moment she finished speaking, Ling Lan jolted. Could it be that the aimlessness and hesitation that Instructor Number Nine had mentioned was precisely thisckadaisical attitude of hers? Because she had always gone with the flow, epting everything life gave her ¡ª be it her grades, her training, or even the training missions in the learning space. Honestly, she had never pursued any of it on her own initiative. "I¡¯ve figured it out ..." Ling Lan felt enlightened. "Could it be that I really should go after the first ce ranking?" Although Ling Lan felt that she was onto something here, her heart was still a little troubled. Deep inside, she didn¡¯t really want to make waves and push herself into the spotlight ¡ª would forcing herself to do something she didn¡¯t want to do really resolve her current plight? Or would she just end up going further down the wrong path? "If you don¡¯t feel like it then leave it. After all, even if you get first ce, there aren¡¯t that many benefits to it. The cost and benefits just don¡¯t match up." Little Four wasn¡¯t gued by all those chaotic thoughts running through Ling Lan¡¯s mind; he was only looking for the answer purely from a cost-benefit standpoint. Obtaining first ce ¡ª there was pretty much no benefit other than an increase in reputation, so Little Four was unconcerned about whether his boss became the first rank. "Boss, you need to find something more profitable to do." Out of boredom, Little Four conjured a lollipop in his hand and licked it a couple of times. He believed that anything could be done, just not pointless work. "More profitable? There really isn¡¯t anything." Ling Lan, who was all tapped out of desires, really couldn¡¯t think of anything that fit Little Four¡¯s criteria. Little Four was stumped. He gave a hard lick to his lollipop, and then very seriously said to Ling Lan, "Let¡¯s put it this way. Boss, what kind of life do you want to have in the future?" "A peaceful, free one. And when I¡¯m bored, I can give birth to a child, raise him, and y with him." A smile yed on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. She really wanted a child of her own. If her two lives were added together, she really wasn¡¯t that young anymore. When Little Four heard what Ling Lan had to say, his expression turned miserable. Seeing Little Four¡¯s exaggerated expression, Ling Lan was irked. "What? I can¡¯t have a child?" "Of course you can," Little Four hastily reassured her. "But Boss, have you not thought about your situation?" "Situation? About my identity as a fake man?" Ling Lan was abruptly brought back to reality. With this identity, it was basically fated that she wouldn¡¯t be able to wed someone openly. If she wanted to borrow sperm from some man, she¡¯d even have to do it secretly ... "I believe the Ling family will arrange for a loyalist to couple with me." Ling Lan wasn¡¯t worried that she wouldn¡¯t get a man, for Lan Luofeng and Ling Qin would never let the Ling family line die out. "Won¡¯t work," objected Little Four, agitated. "Huh? Why?" Ling Lan didn¡¯t understand. "Boss, you must know, whether a child is excellent or not is basically all up to the genes of the father 1 ." Within this period of time, Little Four had been doing a lot of research on this topic on the virtualwork. "Ah ... so this means that no matter how great my genes are, it¡¯s useless?" Ling Lan was incensed. She would be the one giving birth to the child, but whether or not the child was excellent had nothing to do with her? That was just preposterous! Regretfully, Little Four said, "Of course if the mother¡¯s gics are better, the child will be even more outstanding, but the main load is still on the father. If the father¡¯s gics are weak, the child¡¯s birth stats are almost guaranteed to be weaker." "In other words, if I want my baby to be more outstanding, I cannot just find some random man." Ling Lan gnashed her teeth. What kind of heredity is this? Why make the father¡¯s side so important? With schadenfreude 2 , Little Four said, "That¡¯s right, Boss." "With my current circumstances, it¡¯s impossible to freely date a strong man, get married and have kids." Ling Lan finally understood the meaning behind Little Four¡¯s exaggerated expression. Of course, if Ling Lan didn¡¯t care for the stats of the baby, then all this wouldn¡¯t be a problem. However, Ling Lan was definitely a responsible mother. If she could let her baby be more outstanding, she would definitely not let her own baby take the lesser option. "Is there really no way to resolve this?" asked Ling Lan with a frown. She didn¡¯t believe that. No matter what, she would have a baby. No matter how difficult the process was, she would still aplish it ¡ª this was all she wanted to do in this life. "There is. Two ways." Little Four was as reliable as ever, directlying up with two options for Ling Lan. "Number one, rob the Federation¡¯s sperm bank. I believe there will be lots of strong men¡¯s sperm kept there." Little Four¡¯s words made Ling Lan¡¯s eyes light up, but his next words made Ling Lan¡¯s face fall. "However, you¡¯ll need to defeat the ace mecha squad stationed there. Rumour has it that the leader is an imperial operator. As a reminder, an imperial operator is just one level below a god-ss operator ¡ª for you to sessfully steal the sperm from the bank, you¡¯ll need to have the capability close to that of a god-ss operator, otherwise, you¡¯ll be going in alive anding out dead." "And the other way?" Ling Lan decisively discarded this option. She only wanted to have a kid, not seek death. "Find a random strong man you like, push him down, and just have your way with him," said Little Four savagely. Ling Lan wanted to face-palm. Dammit, these two methods were just not something a normal person could do. "I rmend you pick the second option. Going up against one strong man will definitely be easier than going up against a team of strong men," suggested Little Four considerately. Little Four¡¯s words didn¡¯t make Ling Lan¡¯s expression turn any better, because raping a strong man was definitely not an easy thing. "Of course, you could also try seduction ... if a strong man is willing to take a romp under the sheets with you, Boss, then you wouldn¡¯t have to worry anymore." Little Four smiled in satisfaction, thinking that this suggestion of his was just amazing. "Idiot!" Ling Lan knocked Little Four¡¯s head exasperatedly. Which man would willingly romp under the sheets with another man? Unless he was bent. But if he was bent then she wouldn¡¯t be able to take it, because ultimately, she was still female. "No? Then Boss, you¡¯ll just have to do it forcefully," said Little Four regretfully. "Forcefully, eh? Looks like I¡¯ll have to be even stronger or else I won¡¯t be able to overpower the other." Ling Lan racked her brains and found that what Little Four said made sense. For the sake of giving birth to an outstanding baby, she just had to break past her limits. "Yup. Good luck, Boss. You¡¯ll need to work harder from now on, or else you won¡¯t be able to raise an outstanding child." Little Four gave Ling Lan his encouragement. Suddenly, Ling Lan found that all her suffering at the learning space¡¯s hands was not meaningless ¡ª it would make her stronger, making it easier for her to achieve her goals. "A child birthed by me, Ling Lan, must be the most excellent one ..." Ling Lan¡¯s eyes no longer held any trace of doubt or uncertainty. No one would be able to stop her from carrying out her resolution to give birth to an exceptional child. "In that case, I must be the strongest so that I will have a greater range of selection ..." Because of this simple wish, Ling Lan stepped onto the path of the strong, no longer lost. Chapter 76: The Ranking Tournament Begins Chapter 76: The Ranking Tournament Begins Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr It wasn¡¯t long before the mid-year wide-scale rankings were finally here, and the theoretical exams for various subjects were the first to be held. Ling Lan was very confident regarding these exams. She always had a great memory and now she also had the ultimate cheating machine, Little Four, so it was almost impossible for her not to get full marks. However, Ling Lan soon found that she had celebrated too soon. Any child who could enter Special ss-A was no simpleton ¡ª their IQs were all terrifyingly high, as proven by the publicized scores on the digital bulletin board. Almost all the ss-A students scored full marks, with the exception of a few kids who lost one or two marks out of carelessness. Alright, so only two students didn¡¯t get full marks, and one of them was Qi Long. Furthermore, he was the one who had the most marks deducted, one mark each for two subjects, tragically putting him in thest ce of Special ss-A, which Qi Long felt was a great loss of face. There was no helping it. His brash and forthright personality made it impossible for him to be as detail-oriented as Han Jijyun and Luo Lang ¡ªcking the patience to check his work, he could only lose marks. Luckily for him, he only made minor errors in two subjects; based on Han Jijyun¡¯s pre-exam prediction, Qi Long would have at least lost marks in three to four subjects. Meanwhile, the other student had only been deducted one mark. But that one mark was enough to drop him below rank 100, for among the children of the other sses, there were more than a few who scored full marks as well. Of course, Qi Long, who had been deducted two marks, was no longer even within the top two hundred. One could clearly see just how intense thepetition was within the academy. Of course, the current rankings were only temporary ¡ª the final rankings were still pending on thebat results, for that was where the real test was. The Central Scout Academy ced the highest priority onbat arts. As long as you defeated everyone, even if your theory grades were average, you would still be the uncontested number one of the Central Scout Academy. Of course, the theory grades were not unimportant, for thebat exams were held under an elimination system. The children who were eliminated would be given their final rank based on their theory results. Only if two eliminated students happened to have the same theory results, then the two of them would have to go through an additionalbat match to determine their final rank. For example, when the top 8 progressed into the top 4, four students would be eliminated. Based on their theory grades, the one with the highest score would automatically be ranked 5th, and so on and so forth. In the situation where same scores appear, like say the 5th and 6th ce had the same theory marks, then the 5th and 6th would have an additional fight to determine the actual 5th and 6th ces. If this happened with the 7th and 8th, it would be the same thing, where the 7th and 8th would battle to confirm the 7th and 8th ranks. If the 6th and the 7th had the same theory grades, then the 5th rank and the 8th rank would be confirmed first, and then the 6th and 7th would battle each other to determine the true 6th and 7th ranks ... Therefore, the theory results were not very important for the winners but were crucial for those who failed. At times, the difference of just one theory mark could spell the difference between heaven and earth. ******** And so, the much anticipated ranking tournament officially began within thebat hall of the Central Scout Academy. Because this was thebat ranking battles held every six months, all the arenas in thebat hall were opened. The options for closed battles were removed so all the battles could be disyed openly for public viewing. The students could choose to spectate in person or watch a live broadcast of the all the arena ranking battles from their dorms. The ranking battles were fought on an elimination system ¡ª the ten grades of the scout academy were split across approximately three thousand arenas. On the first day, those participating in the ranking battles were just the regr ss students. The winners would then move on to the second day to battle the merit ss students. On the third day, the Special ss-B students would officially join in, while Special ss-A would only take part on the fourth day. These few days, Ling Lan had just stayed put in her own vi. She told the others that she was meditating to centre herself, but in truth, she was actually entering the learning space and making full use of the time she had left to resolve the problem of her loss of spiritual control. Ever since she had confirmed her desire to have an excellent kid as her purpose for bing strong, when Ling Lan had once again epted a bloody mission from the learning space, she actually found that she would no longer lose herself like before when she enteredbat mode. She could retain a little of her awareness now ¡ª though this duration was short, it was still undoubtedly a good sign, giving Ling Lan hope that she would be able to regain full control of herself. Ling Lan was d that she had the learning space. The ranking battle was almost here so there wasn¡¯t much time left in reality, but her time could be considerably extended within the learning space. Without any hesitation, Ling Lan had taken the initiative to ask Instructor Number Five to extend the time within the learning space to the maximum so that she would have sufficient time to resolve her problem. She knew that this decision would also extend her time of suffering under Instructor Number Five¡¯s hands, but in order to aplish her objectives, Ling Lan no longer feared anything. Number Five was extremely receptive to Ling Lan¡¯s request for further self-torture and had agreed without question. After three years time (time which had been prolonged by the learning space) of bitter suffering, Ling Lan regained her sobriety bit by bit. Finally, she seeded in mastering her self-control within the time limit. Moreover, due to the additional torments she had endured within this period of time, her heart had be unbelievably strong, and her spiritual power had be extremely solid. Ling Lan believed that, even if the world were to be destroyed before her eyes now, she would be able to face it with a calm face and a steady heart, as serene as ever. While she had seeded in mastering her mind, Ling Lan had also discovered that she now had a new understanding of thebat arts she had previously learned ... ******** Early on the fourth day, Ling Lan, who had perfectly resolved her control problems, left her residence. She had just arrived at the hover car stop when she saw Qi Long and the other two boys waiting for her a little further ahead. When Han Jijyun saw Ling Lang arrive, he used the sensor to call for a hover car to bring the four of them to the colossalbat hall. Right now, thebat hall was not as crowded as it had been in thest three days. After all, only 200batants were left for each grade, so the total of all ten grades only made up 2000 people. Adding on the friends and ssmates who were here to spectate, there was still only 5000 to 6000 people. Compared to the first day when there were 70 to 80 thousand people rubbing shoulders, this was nothing. "Qi Long, here, here!" A strident voice rang out from a corner of thebat hall. Ling Lan looked over and saw that it was the two girls, Han Xuya and Luo Chao, and beside them were some of the other original group 072 members. Luo Lang was very excited and was the first to rush over while Qi Long, who had been called for directly, naturally went together with Luo Lang. Ling Lan and Han Jijyun shared a smile, and then slowly walked over as well. The female dormitory where Han Xuya and Luo Chao were staying was on the opposite end of Qi Long and the other three¡¯s dorm, so it wasn¡¯t very convenient for them to meet up anywhere else but here in thebat hall. "You all came too." Ling Lan nodded in greeting to the others. "Yup, we¡¯ve all been lucky enough to squeeze into the top 200." Li Jinghong was the one who spoke up. As a member of the merit ss, he was thrilled to make it into the top 200. It should be known that there were 2000 students in the merit sses. Anyone who could enter the top 200 was undeniably outstanding, for among these top 200, the 50 Special ss-A students were also included. "Good luck. As long as you win one fight, you might have a chance to enter the special sses," Qi Long cheerfully encouraged Li Jinghong as he patted his shoulders. The top 100 were the special ss students, with the only difference being whether one was in ss-A or ss-B. If Li Jinghong really managed to win his uing battle, he would definitely be considered a sessful contender and would probably be the centre of attention for a long while. Li Jinghong was a little embarrassed. "I don¡¯t dare to think that far. Everyone here is strong ¡ª I can only say that in the earlier fights, I was a bit luckier. The opponents I faced were all not very strong." Hearing this, He Chaoyang, who was also in the merit sses with Li Jinghong, was a little displeased. "Jinghong, it doesn¡¯t matter if we can do it or not, but we shouldn¡¯t lose our spirits. Since we¡¯ve already made it here, we should fight our best." Li Jinghong was enlightened, and nodded energetically, "Chaoyang, you¡¯re right. Since we¡¯re already in the top 200, if we don¡¯t try our best then it wouldn¡¯t be fair to our previous efforts." "That¡¯s how it should be." He Chaoyang smiled. The two of them were the only two of the 072 group to enter the merit sses. Being in the same environment had made them be very close ¡ª they¡¯d helped each other, supporting one another as they progressed together. Seeing this, Luo Shaoyun said worriedly, "Ah, Li Jinghong and He Chaoyang are working so hard ... looks like our positions aren¡¯t safe." Luo Shaoyun¡¯s words caused Han Xuya and Luo Chao to be worried in turn. "You¡¯re still alright, but it¡¯ll be difficult to say for little Luo Chao and me." Han Xuya sighed heavily. She found that the pressure from entering Special ss-B was much higher than that of entering the merit sses. This time, she had only narrowly made it into the top 200 ¡ª if the opponent hadn¡¯t fallen over before she had from ack of stamina, she might already have lost in the battle moving from 400 to 200. Heaven knows if she would be able to continue on this time ... if she couldn¡¯t make it into the top 100, she would drop into the merit sses. Staring at her own fingers, Luo Chao timidly said, "I ... I¡¯m also very worried." Her expression rendered Luo Lang speechless ¡ª unfortunately, he couldn¡¯t fight on behalf of his sister, otherwise he would definitely not let Luo Chao be so worried. "At this stage, it¡¯s no longer a matter of just strength, but more of spirit." Seeing the misgivings on the two girls¡¯ faces, Ling Lan, who was also a girl at heart, couldn¡¯t help but speak up. "How so?" Apart from Qi Long, Luo Lang, and Han Jijyun, the other children all looked at Ling Lan with expectant faces, hoping that Ling Lan would enlighten them. "The strength of those who managed to enter the top 200 is actually roughly the same, so it¡¯s possible for either side to win. In the end, victory will depend on whose confidence is stronger, and whose endurance is greater, that¡¯s all." Ling Lan kept her arms folded behind her back, and secretly crossed her fingers. Her intent was just to encourage them; she wouldn¡¯t take any responsibility for anything beyond that ... Han Xuya¡¯s gaze brightened. "Just like my previous match! I just have to hold on for a second longer than my opponent, and victory will be mine." Ling Lan nodded, indicating that what Han Xuya said was right. Luo Chao looked at Ling Lan, blushing, and thought to herself: "Ling Lan definitely must not like girls who give up easily. Yes, I must work hard, I must hold on until the end ..." Ling Lan settled everyone¡¯s nervous jitters with a few words, and their eyes all began to shine with confidence. Han Jijyun stared keenly at Ling Lan. He hadn¡¯t expected Ling Lan to be so astoundingly proficient at handling the hearts of people as well ¡ª where the hell did hee from really? An elite family? Some unknown formidable force? Or perhaps ... Han Jijyun didn¡¯t dare to probe too deeply. He took a deep breath and pushed aside all the stray thoughts in his mind. He warned himself ¡ª Ling Lan was just Ling Lan, their Boss Lan. All he needed to do was remember this. Chapter 77: The Debut of Techniques and Secret Skills! Chapter 77: The Debut of Techniques and Secret Skills! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Frankly, Han Jijyun was overthinking things; clever people were very likely to make this mistake. Ling Lan¡¯s words were all just in reassurances; there was nothing more to it. As for why they worked so well ¡ª all we can say is that Ling Lan was just too highly regarded within group 072, so everyone believed her without question. Their small group walked to the area set aside for the first-grade ranking battles. Along the way, Qi Long subtly tugged on Ling Lan¡¯s arm and Ling Lan reflexively slowed her steps. Seeing that the otherpanions beside them weren¡¯t paying any attention to them, Qi Long whispered quietly, "Boss Lan, has your problem been solved?" The otherpanions may not have known about Ling Lan¡¯s problem, but as an unintended victim, Qi Long knew very well that when Ling Lan put his full attention into battle, he had issues with losing control. Ling Lan¡¯s heart felt warm as she nodded at Qi Long, saying, "Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m fine now." Qi Long smiled in visible relief. "That¡¯s great." Suddenly, his expression turned serious and he said, "Boss Lan, this time, I will fight with my full strength." When he said this, Qi Long¡¯s eyes were full of fighting spirit ¡ª it was clear that he really wanted to defeat Ling Lan just once. Ling Lan nodded, epting the challenge. Right then, the two of them felt themunicators on their wrists vibrate powerfully. Their eyes lit up ¡ª the notification of their battles had arrived. Sure enough, themunicators disyed their fighting grounds and match order. Qi Long¡¯s fight was at arena 33, the third match, while Ling Lan¡¯s was at arena 35, the sixth match. "Boss Lan, this time, my fight will end before yours." Qi Long was very excited. This way, he wouldn¡¯t miss out on watching Ling Lan¡¯s fight. Their otherpanions had also received their respective notifications. Several of them were browsing through their notifications when Han Xuya abruptly yelled, "Ah ah ah, why is my battle the first match?! Ah, I¡¯m not mentally prepared yet!" Luo Chao hurriedly consoled her, saying, "Mine¡¯s not much better, I¡¯m fighting second." "Me too!" "Me too!" Luo Shaoyun and Li Jinghong yelled out at the same time. The three of them anxiously stuck out their arms, lining up theirmunicators in a row so they couldpare their fight arenas. When they found that they weren¡¯t assigned to the same arena, the three of them let out a breath of relief. Luo Chao in particr was patting her chest lightly, trying to calm her pounding heart. Everyone¡¯s luck was pretty decent; they didn¡¯t have to fight amongst themselves from the start. None of them wished to fight one of their ownpanions and send the other out. Both Qi Long and Yuan Youyun were up for the third match, but just like the others for the second match, they were at different arenas. Han Jijyun and He Chaoyang were up for the fourth match, again at different arenas, causing all of them to sigh in relief. Luo Lang was up for the fifth match, while Ling Lan was up for the sixth. Although they didn¡¯t know if there was a seventh match or more after that, this was the best arrangement possible for Ling Lan¡¯s group. The knowledge that the strongest Ling Lan was going upst, was an intangible source of inspiration and mental support for them. The first up was Han Xuya. The first match was at arena 32 and she was up against a chubster from the merit sses. The fights arranged by the academy were never dictated by luck ¡ª the students from the special sses would be fighting against those students from the merit and regr sses who had battled their way up, so if those students wanted to rise up beyond their station, they would have to defeat a special ss student fair and square. The two chubby kids standing together on the arena stage made for a humorous picture. Han Xuya, in particr, had a strange quirk ¡ª she liked to chew on jerky during battle, so her chubby cheeks were forever bulging, just like an eating hamster. Of course, only Ling Lan felt this way. The otherpanions were all watching arena 32 anxiously, waiting for Han Xuya¡¯s battle results. They became superstitious at this time, hoping that Han Xuya could bring back the first win and bring them all luck. Han Xuya didn¡¯t let them down; the chubster across her didn¡¯t give Han Xuya too much trouble. Not long after the fight began, Han Xuya caught onto one of the opponent¡¯s careless mistakes and threw him to the ground. Before the other could climb back up, Han Xuya barrelled right at him like a mini torpedo. A heavy "BAM!" of impact made Ling Lan and the others observing gasp in sympathetic fright, teeth aching. Sure enough, the little chubster was utterly stunned by Han Xuya¡¯s heavyweight blow, allowing Han Xuya to sit on him without much resistance, wherefore she began pummeling him left and right. The teacher refereeing the match couldn¡¯t help but break out into a cold sweat. He hurriedly called an end to the match and dered Han Xuya the winner. He was afraid that the little chubster would end up dying if he yelled any slower. Smugly, Han Xuya walked off the stage. Qi Long asked Han Jijyun beside him, "Have you all learned a new move?" Han Xuya¡¯s teeth-aching method of barrelling into someone was something she couldn¡¯t do before. Han Jijyun nodded and said, "Yes. For this ranking battle, the elders in the family specially arranged some special training and taught us a few tricks we could use right now." Qi Long¡¯s expression grew grim. Most likely, any student with hereditary family martial arts would have had special training in preparation for the ranking battles. Thispetition wasn¡¯t as simple as he thought it would be. When Luo Chao went up next, this point was proven. Luo Lang and Luo Chao hadn¡¯t wasted any of their prep time either. Luo Chao¡¯s physical strength was obviously weaker than Han Xuya¡¯s. This time, Luo Chao fought in a very smart manner ¡ª she didn¡¯t engage the opponent directly like Han Xuya, but danced around the opponent, saving her strength as much as possible as she looked for the opponent¡¯s weak points. Luo Chao¡¯s opponent was also a member of the merit sses, who had solid basics ¡ª even though his every move and stance was nothing special, they also had no obvious weaknesses. "Your sister may be in trouble," Qi Longmented worriedly. Although he and Luo Lang didn¡¯t really get along, he was still rather protective of the bashful Luo Chao. Seeing the fight entering a stalemate, he couldn¡¯t help but say something. Luo Lang¡¯s hands had already clenched into fists by his thighs. He was the one who was the most worried for his sister, but he still remained calm as he said, "Don¡¯t rush, just wait a little longer ... as long as she can find a weak point, Luo Chao will definitely be able to defeat the opponent." Luo Lang had seen Luo Chao¡¯s hard work all this time; he hoped Luo Chao¡¯s efforts wouldn¡¯t go to waste here. This match was the longest of all the first-grade matches ¡ª Luo Chao¡¯s match was still unfinished by the time Luo Shaoyun and Li Jinghong returned. And at this moment, Qi Long and Yuan Youyun had already received the notification to get ready, for their matches were about to start. Qi Long and Yuan Youyun hadn¡¯t left for long when Luo Chao¡¯s movement speed slowed noticeably, and Luo Lang¡¯s expression changed dramatically. At the same time, Luo Chao¡¯s opponent was startled for a moment, but then his eyes gleamed with joy. He quickly sped forwards and thrust a fist directly at Luo Chao¡¯s chest. Although Luo Chao had quick reflexes, turning her body to evade, her left shoulder was still hit, and a trace of pain appeared on her young face. However, her left hand didn¡¯t slow down at all, grabbing hold of the opponent¡¯s right arm which had struck her. "Not good!" The opponent felt his right arm being grabbed and knew that he was in trouble. As expected, Luo Chao¡¯s right fist came right at him but he had no way to dodge. Who¡¯d have expected that such a delicate-looking girl would have the courage to exchange a fist for a fist ¡ª this was thoroughly a lose-lose situation where both sides would be injured. "Oh no! They¡¯re both hurt! Is Little Sister Luo Chao alright?" Seeing this scene, the newly returned Luo Shaoyun and Li Jinghong couldn¡¯t help but exim in shock ¡ª they really liked this pretty sister of Luo Lang¡¯s. Luo Lang said nothing in response but looked at the scene with a cold expression. Equally injured? Not necessarily! Luo Chao¡¯s opponent naturally didn¡¯t want to just take Luo Chao¡¯s punch without resisting ¡ª he brought up his left arm in a horizontal block in front of his chest and readied himself to take Luo Chao¡¯s attack. In his opinion, girls were naturally weaker so his left arm should be enough to parry the attack and diffuse the power behind it. However, when Luo Chao¡¯s fist met his shoulder, he felt a great surge of energy crashing onto it and then a snapping sound could be hearding from his left arm. Intense pain radiated from his arm straight to his heart and he couldn¡¯t help but scream, "Aaaaaah ..." Luo Shaoyun gulped. "Luo Lang, is your sister a freakishly strong woman?" This strength appeared to be even stronger than his own. It should be noted that children nowadays had extremely sturdy bodies due to the absorption of gene agents to repair and supplement the body. Although it wasn¡¯t at the level of copper skin and iron bones, it was still strong enough that normal levels of strength shouldn¡¯t be able to hurt them. "No, this is one of our familybat techniques ¡ª One-Inch Punch 1 !" Luo Lang wasn¡¯t secretive about it and he started giving Luo Shaoyun and the others a detailed exnation. The One-Inch Punch wasn¡¯t an advanced technique; many families had simr strike techniques, so Luo Lang wasn¡¯t worried about others knowing its name. If the technique wasn¡¯t orally taught along with a physical demonstration, observers wouldn¡¯t be able to learn its secrets, so there was no need to fear it being stolen by others. "Little Four, did you save a recording of Luo Chao¡¯s attack earlier?" Ling Lan¡¯s eyes lit up. This sort of strike technique was pretty good ¡ª it would be a good idea to take some time in the future to research it. "Saved." Little Four¡¯s answer was met with Ling Lan¡¯s hearty approval. When Ling Lan wasn¡¯t paying attention, Little Four smugly made a victory ¡¯V¡¯ with one hand. He would never tell Ling Lan that everything that had happened throughout her life, every moment from her birth till now, could be found within his databases. There would never be any storage problems. Seeing that the child¡¯s arm was broken, the teacher in charge of Luo Chao¡¯s arena immediately called a stop to the match and dered Luo Chao the winner. Although Luo Chao¡¯s opponent was unwilling to surrender, he could do nothing to fight this result and so could only walk off the stage with teary eyes. This time, he had lost due to impatience. He shouldn¡¯t have rushed, for his chances of winning had actually been much higher than Luo Chao¡¯s. Luo Chao leapt at her brother excitedly and Luo Lang caught her in a hug. But then, with an unhappy expression, he chided, "Why did you use this method?" Although he was happy that his sister won, he didn¡¯t want his sister to win in a way which required her to get injured. Luo Chao peered up timidly at Luo Lang. "My stamina was running out, and the opponent was still very steady, revealing no weak points. has said before that my attacking speed is very slow, so, if I didn¡¯t use this method, I was afraid I wouldn¡¯t be able to hit him." Luo Chao still wanted to nag, but Han Xuya interrupted a little unhappily, "It¡¯s fine as long as she won ¡ª did you want to see Luo Chao lose?" Luo Lang was bbergasted. "H-how could I?" And with that, he couldn¡¯t scold Luo Chao anymore. After all, Luo Chao had won! Luo Chao sighed internally and sent a grateful look at Han Xuya. She still wasn¡¯t good at handling her elder brother¡¯s disapproving gaze. Surreptitiously, she nced at Ling Lan and found Ling Lan looking back at her with a bright smile on his face and approval in his eyes. Her face bloomed red instantly. He ... is looking at me now! Luo Chao felt as if she was going to faint; her heart was throbbing so violently. "Eh? Boss, after that little girl looked at you, she looks like she¡¯s going to faint. Oh, it must be that you¡¯re too fierce and scared her." Little Four recalled the violence he was subjected to when he first met Ling Lan and immediately empathised. Chapter 78: Advancing in One Move! Chapter 78: Advancing in One Move! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan red at Little Four exasperatedly, "You still have the free time to worry about other people? Have you figured out the secrets of that One-Inch Punch yet?" At those words, Little Four puffed out his cheeks. This request of his boss was just too unreasonable ¡ª how could the secrets of the One-Inch Punch be so easily deciphered? Such little consideration for her followers, this was obviously childbour abuse! Hmph, he wanted to lodge aint ... er, that is, find a helper! Little Four¡¯s gaze was mournful as he took onest nce at Ling Lan, whose attention had already shifted back to the outside world, and slowly disappeared from the mind-space, going heaven knows where. ******** Luo Chao¡¯s victorious return gave Luo Lang and the others the heart to go check out Luo Shaoyun¡¯s and Li Jinghong¡¯s battle results. As expected, Luo Shaoyun sessfully advanced into the top 100, but Li Jinghong failed. The students of Special ss-A were not herbivores 1 ¡ª to achieve an upset was really as difficult as mounting the heavens. When Luo Lang discovered who Li Jinghong¡¯s opponent was, he couldn¡¯t help but pity him for his bad luck. It turned out that Li Jinghong¡¯s opponent was the second-rank, Wu Jiong. Even Luo Lang himself was uncertain if he could beat that fellow for sure ¡ª if they fought, the odds would be fifty-fifty, or perhaps Luo Lang¡¯s odds of winning might be even lower. Not long after, Qi Long bounded back happily. His opponent had been someone from the merit sses, and so had not given him much trouble. He had handily defeated the other within ten moves and now returned triumphant. Meanwhile, Yuan Youyun was still fighting and probably wouldn¡¯t be done for a while longer. Soon after, the fourth matches began. Han Jijyun and He Chaoyang went up, and they were followed by Luo Lang for the fifth match and Ling Lan for the sixth match. Just like that, they all took their turns on stage, and Ling Lan¡¯s group of ten finished their fights for the first half of the day. Both Li Jinghong and He Chaoyang from the merit sses had ended their run, while the remaining eight had sessfully entered the top 100, guaranteeing their ces in the special sses. Clearly, the positions of the original special ss students were very secure; for any child from the merit sses to overthrow anyone, the journey was still long. Of the students who advanced to the top 100, Ling Lan was the one who advanced the most easily ¡ª defeating the merit ss student she was up against with just one move. Of course, this method of winning almost crumbled the other child¡¯s confidence. Luckily, the refereeing teacher immediately provided some counselling and spiritual guidance, thus saving the child¡¯s future. Because of this, Ling Lan received quite a few displeased res from that teacher. His gaze was clearly saying that she should have shown some mercy and let her opponent show off some moves at least, why did she have to be so ruthless ... Against the teacher¡¯s pointed gaze, Ling Lan could only rub her nose and quietly slink away. Frankly, she could not be med. The moment her opponent had moved, she had clearly seen the other¡¯s weak point. This weak point had shone with such a brilliant light that she had thrown a punch before she knew it. By the time she was aware of it, the opponent had already been knocked off the stage, so it was toote even if she wanted to let the other show off a few moves. Aside from the oddball Ling Lan, the next best results were those who managed to defeat their opponents in ten moves. There were quite a few in that category ¡ª the top 5 of Special ss-A all managed it, along with Qi Long and Luo Lang. Just like that, the battles in the first half of the day were over. Li Jinghong and He Chaoyang collected their emotions and happily joined in the celebrations of theirpanions who advanced. Together, they came to the school canteen and prepared to indulge in a good feast to reward themselves. Ling Lan decided to be generous at that moment, agreeing to withdraw 5000 credits so they could order several delicacies and treats they¡¯d been drooling over for a long time in celebration. All of them ate happily. After eating their fill and resting for a bit, they weed the second round of the fights for the day where the top 100 would be narrowed down to the top 50. In other words, it was the final battles to determine the ss-A positions. Because the number ofbatants had been halved, there were only three match slots in the afternoon battle rounds. Ling Lan was no longer the finishing act this time, but was up first instead. Ling Lan¡¯s opponent was a student from Special ss-B. In these top 100 to top 50 advancement rounds, the Special ss-A students would not be ced in a situation where they¡¯d have to face one another. The academy wouldn¡¯t be so brain dead as to let the outstanding students face off so early and lose their chance to advance that way. Therefore, if the ss-B students wanted to enter ss-A, they would have to defeat a ss-A student to prove their worth. The moment Ling Lan stepped on stage, she sensed an extremely tant warning stare. She looked towards the source of the stare and immediately felt a little guilty, cold sweat beading her forehead. Dammit, why was her luck so terrible? It turned out that the referee in charge of their arena was, of all people, the same teacher referee from her morning bout. Seeing Ling Lan appear, the narrowed gaze of the teacher was filled with warning, wordlessly telling her that she should tone down a little and not hurry to end things this time. No matter what, she should still leave some room for her peer to keep his confidence. Ling Lan secretly wiped off the sweat from her forehead, reminding herself that she could not make the same mistake as in the previous round. For this reason, she purposefully put both arms behind her back and gripped each arm with the other tightly, so they would keep each other under control. This way, no matter how strong her reflexes were, she wouldn¡¯t be able to move so quickly. Although Ling Lan was doing all this out of good intentions, in the other¡¯s eyes, Ling Lan¡¯s action of putting both arms behind her was really just too arrogant and obviously demeaning. He felt as if he had been shamed; his small young face turned bright red in anger. The moment he heard the referee yell ¡¯start¡¯, he pounced. There was no probing involved; he attacked directly with a powerful whirlwind side kick. The force behind the kick could certainly be considered as all the strength his body could muster ¡ª it was clear just how angry the opponent was, almost driven to the edge of irrationality, which was why he had charged headlong at Ling Lan to attack without any other considerations. Regardless of how much Ling Lan had prepared before the fight, it was all, unfortunately, useless. Ling Lan saw the opponent¡¯s fierce kicking at her, and as it got closer and closer, an absolutely fatal opening appeared before her. Typically, any move, when nearing the end of its force, would have this sort of opening. The only question was, how big the opening was. Ling Lan¡¯s reflexes were definitely top-notch. Seeing this opening, she didn¡¯t even have time to think, reflexively counterattacking ... Wasn¡¯t Ling Lan¡¯s arms gripping onto each other behind her back? Why could she still counterattack? Indeed, Ling Lan¡¯s arms were gripped tightly with no way of attacking. However, who asked the opponent to attack with his feet? Thus, Ling Lan also reflexively fought back with her feet, instinctively sending a leg kicking out. When her foot mmed heavily into a human body, she already knew that she had messed up. Unfortunately, by this time, it was toote for her to pull back her strength. The one saving grace was that she had not used the Wave Stacking Art she had learned from the learning space and had even controlled her own physical strength to 50%. Even so, the opponent was still sent flying off the stage by her kick. This beautifully clean kick drew shocked gasps from all the students in the audience, as well as made the senior students who had inadvertently witnessed the scene sober up. The scene also drew the infuriated gaze of the teacher referee. Dammit, didn¡¯t I ask you to take it easy? Why are you doing it again and again and again ... The teacher¡¯s eyes were full of resentment and me ¡ª Ling Lan couldn¡¯t take it any longer and shrunk back, jumping off the stage to slip away. Ling Lan¡¯s clean and decisive one-move defeat of her opponent drew the attention of all the first grade students. Remember, Ling Lan¡¯s opponent had been a Special ss-B student ¡ª although the ss-A students were indeed stronger then the ss-B students by a head, it wasn¡¯t at the level where the former would be able to defeat thetter in just one move. Ling Lan¡¯s impressive performance caused everyone to start specting in secret. Ling Lan was most likely the strongest within the first grade ¡ª the current best student or first rank was all just in name. The subsequent matches seemed to prove the point. The ss-A first-rank Li Yingjie had gone up against a ss-B student and had only managed to defeat the other after 28 moves. This result, inparison with the results of previous years, was actually quite outstanding. Unfortunately, inparison with the aberrant Ling Lan, Li Yingjie¡¯s performance became extremely average. This caused Li Yingjie to be filled with anger and hatred, and he now had yet another reason to hate Ling Lan: That arrogant fellow had stolen the wind from his sails, he was really too despicable ... Qi Long¡¯s performance was also pretty good ¡ª he managed to defeat his opponent at the 30th move ¡ª while Luo Lang did a little worse, but also managed to defeat his opponent within 50 moves. These results were already considered above average within ss-A. Meanwhile, Han Jijyun had got caught up in a drawn-out battle. It couldn¡¯t be helped, for Han Jijyun¡¯s strength was his exceptional intelligence, while hisbat abilities were considerably weaker. In addition, he didn¡¯t have any finishing moves and so could only draw out the battle to while away his opponent¡¯s stamina. Finally, after almost 300 moves, the clever Han Jijyun managed to find an almost imperceptible opportunity and used it to defeat his opponent, sessfully making it into the top 50. Han Xuya, Luo Chao, Luo Shaoyun, and Yuan Youyun, who had originally been part of ss-B, were all stopped here. They couldn¡¯t make it into the top 50 and so would remain in ss-B for the next six months. This proved once again that progressing even just one step further was definitely not that easy. At the end of this day¡¯s battles, the name list of the top 50 was officially released. 49 names stayed the same, remaining as ss-A members, while 1 member was changed. The original 2nd ce from the bottom was defeated by ss-B¡¯s 2nd ce from the top, who sessfully took his ce on the new roster. Sessfully advancing into the top 50, he became the only child who managed an upset. This result really made the 1st ce of ss-B want to cry. In fact, he was actually stronger than the 2nd ce, however, he had lost to thest ce of ss-A, Lin Zhong-qing. His luck was really a little terrible; Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s strength was actually much stronger than the person ranked before him, leaving no chance for the ss-B first ce to win. In the end, he could only watch as his weaker ssmate sessfully advanced, while he had to wait for yet another six months. In reality, the sses were basically settled by the end of this day. Over the following few days, the internal ss ranking battles would be held and the ranking battles for the top 50, in particr, would be the centre of everyone¡¯s attention. ******** On the fifth day, the internal ss ranking battles began. The match-ups were announced on the day itself and, as usual, had been determined by ranks. The 1st-ce was matched up against thest ce, the 2nd was up against the 49th, and so on and so forth. Seeing this match-up list, the ss-A 34th ce was the first to start wailing. The first person he was up against was the one who had advanced into the top 50 by defeating all of his opponents in one move ¡ª Ling Lan. The ssmates who were on good terms with him all patted his shoulders in constion, but they were actually secretly sighing in relief, d it wasn¡¯t them. Chapter 79: Talent Killer! Chapter 79: Talent Killer! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Alone in a corner, Lin Zhong-qing stood with his head bowed, carefully reading through the information on hismunicator about his fight venue and match order. He heard the voices of the surrounding students consoling the 34th ce and surreptitiously lifted his head to look at Ling Lan, who was currently engaged in conversation with Qi Long and the others. His gaze wasplicated and hard to decipher. Of course, Lin Zhong-qing had known that Ling Lan was very strong, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t have been able to get Qi Long and Luo Lang, whose strength was on par with the top three of ss-A, to submit to him. Even the abnormally intelligent Han Jijyun had willingly acknowledged him as his boss. (One could tell all this just from their conversations and how they acted.) Still, he hadn¡¯t expected Ling Lan to be this strong. Advancing this far with consecutive one move take downs ... it was quite terrifying. It should be known that this result would be brag worthy at any school. Even the self-titled ultimate genius Li Yingjie was unable to do this. Although Ling Lan seemed very cold and aloof, he was not against helping out if it was something he could do with a lift of his hand, just like when Lin Zhong-qing had needed his help previously ... Thinking of this, a bitter smile pulled at the corners of Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s lips, and regret settled on the surface of his heart. Sometimes, what¡¯s lost is lost. If he hadn¡¯t thought to take advantage of Ling Lan back then and had chosen to serve him sincerely instead, perhaps he might have had a chance to obtain Ling Lan¡¯s friendship. Unfortunately, now it was no longer possible. No one would be willing to be friends with someone who had once used them. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s gaze cleared up instantly, as he ruthlessly strangled the rebellious bit of hope within his heart. The experiences of his youth had made it impossible for him to put down his defences to trust in someone else ... which was why he was destined to be forever alone. Friendship and sentiment and anything else along those lines were all just passing clouds. Lin Zhong-qing was patiently awaiting the start of the fights, when he found that two people he loathed had appeared beside him. It was Li Yingjie and hisckey, the one who was thirdst in ss-A. Lin Zhong-qing really looked down on him. Although they were insignificant in ss-A, being at the bottom of the heap, that didn¡¯t mean that they should throw away their dignity to be someone else¡¯sckey, allowing another to order them around and yell at them, just for certain benefits. Of course, if they were like Qi Long and Luo Lang, who submitted due to the other¡¯s personal charisma and strength, and called the other Boss out of their own personal will, he would never view them with contempt, but would instead admire them. Unfortunately, this punk Li Yingjie, other than being stronger than others, really had no charisma or qualities that would lead others to submit to him. He was just no match for Ling Lan. At this time, Lin Zhong-qing still hadn¡¯t noticed that his heart had already acknowledged Ling Lan. Perhaps sensing Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s contempt for him, Li Yingjie¡¯sckey, that thirdst in ss-A, actually took the initiative to mock, "Yo, isn¡¯t this our deadst Lin Zhong-qing? Who knew you would still be in ss-A, how lucky." Since the secondst had already been thrown out of the ss by the ss-B second-ce, he could only seek a little sense of superiority from Lin Zhong-qing. Lin Zhong-qing did not care about the other¡¯s taunts. If he didn¡¯t even have this bit of tolerance, how could he have survived those six years as a researchb rat? He only nced impassively at theckey, before lowering his head to look back at his ownmunicator. This clearly dismissive behaviour made the other¡¯s face flush red immediately. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attitude caused the surrounding students to break out intoughter. Lin Zhong-qing was on good terms with most of his ssmates, and could be considered a socially intelligent person. However, when it came to Li Yingjie¡¯s group, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attitude was rather unfriendly. No matter how tolerant a person was, when someone pressed the wrong buttons, they would not be able to just continue tolerating. Lin Zhong-qing, who had already lost six years of his freedom, prized his independence the most. Meanwhile, Li Yingjie had wanted to use forceful measures to get Lin Zhong-qing to be his subordinate, and be at his beck and call. This, hadpletely stomped all over Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s buttons, which was the main reason for Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s hostility against Li Yingjie. Unfortunately, till now, Li Yingjie still didn¡¯t know where he had gone wrong, and was still trying to use force to get what he wanted, causing Lin Zhong-qing to hate him more and more. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attitude enraged Li Yingjie¡¯sckey. He couldn¡¯t help but shout, "Don¡¯t get too cocky! Later, Boss Li will definitely teach you a lesson!" By the end, his tone held an obvious trace of schadenfreude. After hearing this, Lin Zhong-qing lifted his head and looked at him strangely. That look was the look one used to look at an idiot. Seeing this, theckey was about to blow his top, actually raising his hand in preparation to teach Lin Zhong-qing a lesson right then and there. Lin Zhong-qing waited. If the other initiated an attack, then he would have an excuse to retaliate. Seeing a private battle about to break out, everyone¡¯s gaze was drawn over. Li Yingjie, who was standing by the side, frowned slightly, and yelled out tersely, "Yuan Li, draw back, now!" Li Yingjie¡¯s shout made Yuan Li stop immediately, and he scurried back to Li Yingjie¡¯s side with a panicked expression. Ever since agreeing to be Li Yingjie¡¯s follower, he had certainly received quite a few benefits ¡ª high-grade gene agent, which he had to save up so hard for before, was now given to him, one tube every three months. This was also the real reason why his strength had remained consistent enough so he could keep up with the others, however, at the same time, he also lost a lot to get this, such as his pride ... Li Yingjie stopped Yuan Li, and only then did he look at Lin Zhong-qing, and say haughtily, "Lin Zhong-qing, stop taunting my subordinate. Purposefully picking a fight ... why don¡¯t we make a bet instead?" Lin Zhong-qing snorted inughter. Taunt Yuan Li? Was he so free that he had nothing else better to do? Bullsh*t! Li Yingjie didn¡¯t care whether Lin Zhong-qing agreed with him or not. He continued, "Next round, should be the fight between you and me. Why don¡¯t we make a bet? If you can hold up against me for 50 moves, then I¡¯ll forgive the past, but if I defeat you within 50 moves, then you¡¯ll have to acknowledge me as your boss." In the end, Li Yingjie still hadn¡¯t given up on bringing Lin Zhong-qing under his control. When Lin Zhong-qing heard this, he couldn¡¯t help but burst outughing. "Hey, Li Yingjie, is your brain dysfunctional?" At these words, Li Yingjie¡¯s entire face turned dark and cold. From his perspective, he had already given Lin Zhong-qing plenty of face, but unexpectedly, his kind intentions made Lin Zhong-qing be so brazen. Actually daring to be so impudent to his face, he must really want to die. A fierce light shed through Li Yingjie¡¯s eyes. He decided that in the uing match, he would utterly destroy Lin Zhong-qing, and chase him out of Special ss-A for good. However, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s response ripped through Li Yingjie¡¯s scheming. "You should probably confirm who your opponent actually is." Li Yingjie¡¯s first reaction was to assume there had been a mistake. He hurriedly searched for the notification on hismunicator, and saw that he was up against the 50th ce. Wasn¡¯t the 50th ce Lin Zhong-qing? He continued to read the rest of the notification, and sure enough, the name listed at the 50th ce was not Lin Zhong-qing, but a name he wasn¡¯t familiar with, meaning that that person was definitely not someone from ss-A. With a sh of realisation, Li Yingjie abruptly understood. The ss-B second-ce who had defeated their ss-A secondst in the previous round, had been automatically assignedst ce in their ss by the academy¡¯s A.I. because he had just qualified for ss-A. Meanwhile, Lin Zhong-qing had automatically risen by one rank, bing the 49th rank. In other words, his next opponent was not Lin Zhong-qing, but the new ex-ss-B student. He had been mistaken. "What a shame ... I had really wanted to bet with you." Lin Zhong-qing slowly drew closer to Li Yingjie. Just as he was about to brush by, he suddenly stopped, and threw down this statement. "50 moves? How weak. Ling Lan would have been able to defeat me in 1 move. Compared to him, you are really too weak." These words made Li Yingjie ¡¯s face burn red in anger. He clenched his fists, forcing himself to stay calm. The academy prohibited students from fighting privately. If any such incidents were discovered by the academy, the students involved were very likely to be downgraded and punished. This was something Li Yingjie could not ept ¡ª the moment he dropped down to ss-B, he might even lose the right to contend for the Li family inheritance. Meanwhile, Ling Lan¡¯s group, who had already noticed themotion around Lin Zhong-qing, had heard the words Lin Zhong-qing said as he left, and all of them couldn¡¯t help but frown. "This punk is again adding to your hate value." These days, Han Jijyun had started habitually using some of Ling Lan¡¯s vocabry from her previous world when he spoke. He felt that those terms were just too descriptive ¡ª such as this ¡¯hate value¡¯, apt and brilliant. A fierce expression appeared on Luo Lang¡¯s pretty face. "I¡¯ll go teach him a lesson." "Count me in," said Qi Long hurriedly. He wasn¡¯t in it to teach the other a lesson, but was just looking for a chance to fight. Ling Lan lifted her hand to grab hold of Luo Lang¡¯s cheek, and pinched and pulled at it harshly for a bit, until Luo Lang was begging for mercy, before letting go. "Don¡¯t be hasty. If we really taught him a lesson, that would just be ying into his hands." "Ah ..." Luo Lang was stupefied, a little uprehending. Han Jijyun eyes, however, lit up, thinking of something. Ling Lan shared a smiling nce with him. It was always so easy talking to intelligent people. Qi Long rubbed his head, but didn¡¯t say anything. He believed that Han Jijyun would exin things for him sooner orter. Qi Long trust was not misced; as expected, Han Jijyun began exining things to Qi Long and Luo Lang, "Lin Zhong-qing is currently struggling to find an excuse to interact with us. If you go look for him, isn¡¯t that exactly what he wants?" "But I would be going to teach him a lesson," said Luo Lang stubbornly. Han Jijyun smiled wryly as he shook his head. "You won¡¯t be able to handle him. If he thickens his skin and clings to you, you probably won¡¯t be able to deny him. Just think of what happened before ..." Luo Lang abruptly had nothing more to say. That one month, Ling Lan had always kept cool and ignored Lin Zhong-qing, Han Jijyun had been sly and had not given Lin Zhong-qing much opportunity to get close, while Qi Long had focused on his training, unconcerned about anything else. Only Luo Lang had found himself subconsciously talking to Lin Zhong-qing, and he had even helped Lin Zhong-qing out of several tricky situations ... "Alright, I¡¯ll keep away from him." Luo Lang¡¯s strength was that he would always fix his mistakes if he knew about them, although he might still make the same mistake againter on ... ******** The morning battles officially began. This time, there were only two match rounds. Han Jijyun was up for the first round, while the remaining three were all up for the second. However, by the time Ling Lan and the other two had returned after their battles, Han Jijyun¡¯s fight was still ongoing ¡ª it was clear just how difficult it was for Han Jijyun to fight. In the end, Han Jijyun¡¯s stamina was better than his opponent¡¯s, so he managed to oust the other. Even so, Han Jijyun was almost burned out and was immediately sent to a healing pod to recover his energy. Qi Long and Luo Lang did not have much difficulty. Qi Long had defeated his opponent after exchanging roughly 50 moves to clinch the victory, while Luo Lang did slightly worse, only managing to defeat his opponent after nearly 80 moves to advance. As for Ling Lan ... The moment the fight began, Ling Lan had not dared to open her eyes. She was afraid that she would again see some fatal weakness, and then her body would reflexively attack and steamroll the opponent. After a night of research, Ling Lan had finally figured out the reason. These uncontroble reflexive movements were the final remnants of her spiritual loss of control. There wasn¡¯t actually a problem ¡ª her body and mind were still in the process of syncing up after she returned to normal, so the issue would resolve itself after another one and a half months. Ling Lan could only me herself for recovering toote, so there wasn¡¯t enough time for the residual effects to clear out, resulting in her current predicament. To prevent once again defeating her opponent in one move, Ling Lan decided to close her eyes this time. She thought that, if her eyes were closed so she couldn¡¯t see the opponent¡¯s attack, then it would be impossible for her to attack reflexively anymore, right? Of course, Ling Lan only dared to do so because she had full confidence in her two ears. In the learning space, one of her training sessions under Number Five was in a pitch-ck sealed room, where she had to dodge the attacks of hidden weapons without sight. In the beginning, she had died horribly countless times, but eventually, she managed to evade everything to emerge unharmed. This experience had given her a pair of extremely sensitive ears, with the trained ability to discern movement and positions just by listening to the wind. However, even so, after dodging about 10 moves, Ling Lan could hold back no longer. With just a slip in attention, her eager foot shot out in a kick. And then, the opponent was cleanly sent tumbling off the stage ... Ling Lan opened her eyes, and immediately saw the almost apoplectic referee. Her heart dropped ¡ª why was it this teacher referee again? As Ling Lan had kept her eyes closed the moment she stepped on stage, she had really not noticed that the one in charge of refereeing her match this time was still the same referee from her previous two matches. Ling Lan hurriedly put an innocent look on her face, herrge bright eyes broadcasting only one thing ¡ª she really hadn¡¯t done it intentionally. In order to escape responsibility, Ling Lan decided to y up her cuteness just this once. The referee charged over, the muscles on his face a little twisted, as he said through gnashing teeth, "Couldn¡¯t you have pretended to struggle for a few moves with your opponent before defeating him?" Ling Lan¡¯s expression became even more innocent. Didn¡¯t she already dodge for about 10 moves? Seeing that Ling Lan still hadn¡¯t figured out her mistake, the teacher couldn¡¯t take it anymore, yelling, "You bloody kept your eyes closed, and kept both hands behind your back, and waltzed around cockily daring him to hit you ¡ª do you really think we¡¯re all blind?" Clearly, in others¡¯ eyes, Ling Lan had still defeated her opponent in one move despite what she did. Moreover, the blow to the other child¡¯s confidence this time was even more severe. In her previous two matches, they could stillfort the children who lost that Ling Lan was just lucky, or that he had just been born with supernatural strength, or perhaps the children themselves had been too careless and had lost to Ling Lan¡¯s sneak attack ... these excuses had been enough to salvage the children¡¯s confidence. But now, what Ling Lan just did was obviously telling his opponent that he really didn¡¯t even consider him a threat. Even if he kept his eyes closed and gave you a 10 move handicap, you would still be unable to hit him, and in the end, he only had to use one move to defeat you. This blow was just too heavy. The teachers were at a loss, unable to find any excuses to use tofort the losing child this time ¡ª tell me, how could they not be frantic? This was why the teacher could no longer hold his temper. This brat Ling Lan was clearly a talent killer! Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji One Move Lan strikes again! XD On a side note ... rip, I guess is still using an auto-updating form for release rate. So, FYI, the release rate on the novel main page is currently wrong. I¡¯m still only promising a stable 7 chps/week. (The holiday season and ranking bonuses are throwing the rate off. Xp) Chapter 80: Advancing Into the Top 13! Chapter 80: Advancing Into the Top 13! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr However, no matter how angry or resentful the teacher was, he could do nothing about Ling Lan. If the children in ss-A were the talent that they treasured and wanted to cultivate, then Ling Lan was most certainly thergest pearl deep within their hearts. The appreciation they had for him was immeasurable. This was why the teacher could only yell somewhat angrily at Ling Lan for a while, reminding him to not be so heavy-handed next time to save them the trouble. Even if they really, really cherished Ling Lan, they still had to maintain their impartiality on the outside. No matter what was said, the other children were also the future pirs of the Federation ¡ª they couldn¡¯t just give up on them. The teacher¡¯s demeanour really resembled that of a parent whose child had hit a child from another family. As a parent, he had to scold his own child just to cate the other party; as for whether he was actually gleeful inside ... hehehe, I¡¯m sure you all understand. Just like that, under the teacher¡¯s repetitive nagging, Ling Lan could only nod obediently to show she understood. It couldn¡¯t be helped. Ling Lan still had to take the oppression of the academy for another 10 years, so she had no choice but to carry on with her tail between her legs 1 . Of course, Ling Lan was personally a child who was so obedient that she couldn¡¯t be any more obedient, so obedient that she had never gone through a rebellious phase in her previous life ... Thinking of this, Ling Lan considered ¡ª should she try being rebellious once in this life? But when her mum Lan Luofeng¡¯s tear-blurred eyes appeared within Ling Lan¡¯s mind, paired with her loving yet mncholic expression, Ling Lan just couldn¡¯t muster up the heart to think any more about it. Yup, she definitely couldn¡¯t handle the acting of her Oscar-level diva mum. If Ling Lan was a little fox 2 still in training, then her mum was definitely a grand fox demon that had been through a thousand years of cultivation. They were just onpletely different levels. More than once, she had lost to her mum¡¯s waterworks. Even if she knew that Lan Luofeng was just faking it, she still fell for it. It was all because she couldn¡¯t bear to see others cry. This weakness that she had brought with her from her previous life caused her to be fully trapped within the maniptions of her thousand-year fox demon mother. Just like Monkey-Sun 3 within the Buddha¡¯s hand, she would forever be unable to escape from her mother¡¯s palm. At this thought, Ling Lan was shrouded in gloom. She began resenting that dad of hers who had died so early, leaving behind such a troublesome burden for her. If her dad were still alive, this thousand-year fox demon would have been her dad¡¯s responsibility. However, this was all just fanciful thinking by Ling Lan. Lan Luofeng was, in fact, Ling Lan¡¯s sweet burden for this life, which she carried with pain, yet also with much joy ... ******** When the morning¡¯s official advancement battles ended, the children who advanced had no more business in the hall and were free to do whatever they wanted. Meanwhile, the students who had been eliminated continued to remain in thebat hall to wait for the system to once again announce the battle pairings for the rankings of the 26th ce to the 50th ce. Of course, this had nothing to do with Ling Lan¡¯s group of four so they went straight to Qi Long¡¯s and the other two boys¡¯ vi. There, they settled down on the living room sofa, andfortably watched the fights while having warm drinks. Among the first grade Special ss-A 26th to 50th ranking battles, the only one whom they were concerned about was Lin Zhong-qing. Who asked Lin Zhong-qing to have impure intentions towards them at the beginning? This caused Ling Lan and the others to involuntarily start paying attention to him. During the advancement battles from top 50 to top 25, Lin Zhong-qing had been up against the ss-A second-ce, Wu Jiong. Lin Zhong-qing had lost as everyone expected; however, unlike what everyone expected, he had not been defeated quickly by Wu Jiong. Instead, he had battled with Wu Jiong for over 100 moves before finally being brought down by Wu Jiong, who had been patiently waiting for an opportunity, when he ran out of stamina. These results caused an uproar among the ss-A students. However, what the students were stunned by was not Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s incredible improvement, but rather, Ling Lan¡¯s strength. Because they still remembered how, when school first started, Ling Lan had once beaten Lin Zhong-qing easily with just one punch. Didn¡¯t this prove that Ling Lan¡¯s strength was already far beyond the top 3 of ss-A? At that time, the gazes directed Ling Lan¡¯s way from the other students had been filled with deep apprehension. The children from ss-A had forgotten that half a year had already gone by since Ling Lan¡¯s fight with Lin Zhong-qing ¡ª Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s current strength could no longer bepared to his strength back then. If Ling Lan fought with Lin Zhong-qing once more, she might not be able to defeat him in one move anymore ... however, doing so in two moves was still very possible. However, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s subsequent performance gradually eased their ssmates¡¯ fears. In the ranking fights to determine his actual ranking, Lin Zhong-qing proved his strength. He consecutively defeated many people, finally settling in the 28th spot. This result may not seem brilliant, butpared to his rank at the start of the school year, his improvement was undoubtedly astonishing. It should be known that the ss-A rankings were not upset so easily because ss-A was made up of various prodigies from all over, who were all exceptional. To go up in rank among this group of freakish talents ... it was really extremely difficult. This also proved that Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s natural talent was prodigious, though of course he also put in more effort than the other students, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t have improved this much. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s performance this time made Ling Lan¡¯s group of four start to take him seriously. This little fellow who had a belly full of plots and schemes, though unlikely to be a threat to Ling Lan, could very well be a rival for Qi Long and the others. Han Jijyun, especially, felt the pressure most keenly because Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s future development was looking to be an intelligence-type soldier just like him. In the meantime, Ling Lan and the others also watched several matches of the popr upper grade students. As expected, they were all formidable opponents, full of amazing moves. Ling Lan was delighted, making Little Four copy everything down. If they could decipher just one or two of the moves, Ling Lan would already benefit greatly. Thebat arts taught by the learning space was definitely top-notch but was way too lethal. Every move, every stance, was aimed at an opponent¡¯s fatal spots, making it rather unsuited for this sort of arena sparring tournaments held by the academy. And while the Ling family had their ownbat arts, it had the same problem ¡ª thebat arts of the loyalists were naturally geared towards killing an enemy efficiently. Of course, the Ling family did notck for those so-called ¡¯orthodox¡¯bat arts as well, but with Ling Xiao¡¯s death and Lan Luofeng falling out with the entire Ling family, Ling Lan never did have the chance to learn thosebat arts. This was why Ling Lan couldn¡¯t drag out the fight for a few moves before defeating her schoolmates. The moment she moved, it was a killing blow ¡ª how could the fight be prolonged? Therefore, Ling Lan was extremely interested in these random skills and techniques she saw in the academy though they were looked down upon by the instructors within the learning space. Ahem, she needed to give face to the academy teachers, didn¡¯t she? At the least, she should show that she had already listened to their advice. When all of the fights ended, Ling Lan¡¯s group prepared to eat lunch. However, this time they didn¡¯t go eat at the canteen but went online directly to order some takeout, requesting the canteen to send several deluxe set meals straight to the vi. After they had eaten, Ling Lan and the others rested for a little while and then headed back to thebat hall. Right now, thebat hall was no longer as raucous as it had been at the start; it had already be extremely quiet. Other than the ss-A students of the ten grades, who were waiting for their match-ups to be announced by the system, almost everyone else had gone back to their dorms to watch the ranking battles of the top 25. Very quickly, the notifications came. Ling Lan opened it to look and was immediately dumbfounded. It turned out that she had received a bye for this round. It was very likely that the academy was afraid that Ling Lan wouldmit another one-hit-kill and cause them trouble, so they had arranged for her to just move on for this round. The moment the news spread, the other children in the top 25 actually cheered in unison ¡ª it looked like no one wanted to go up against Ling Lan so early. Although they still needed to fight a proper match, it was still better to have some hope instead of having to face the hopeless situation of going up against Ling Lan. The match-ups of the fights this time were truly randomised. There was no longer much differentiation in strength among the top 25, so they would be paired up randomly by the system to fight it out. But in this way, tragedy struck. On Ling Lan¡¯s side, Han Jijyun and Qi Long were matched as opponents, creating the first urrence of an internal fight between the members of Ling Lan¡¯s group. This made the other students extraordinarily happy ¡ª there was no helping it, Ling Lan¡¯s group was just too strong, so one less to worry about was a great stroke of luck. Han Jijyun reacted in a straightforward manner. The moment the fight started, he raised his hand to signal his surrender. He knew he was no match for Qi Long in terms ofbat. The two of them often sparred together for practice, so Han Jijyun knew very well what the final result would be. As such, there was no reason to waste his strength. Luo Lang¡¯s opponent wasparably weaker. Still, the students who entered the top 25 all had exceptional strength ¡ª against them, Luo Lang did not have an overwhelming advantage; the odds of him winning were 60-40 at most. Luo Lang, who was only just a little stronger, was very cautious in his fights. He could clearly remember Ling Lan¡¯s reminder at the start of the battles. Capsizing a boat in a ditch 4 ? He would never allow that sort of thing to happen to him. Still, Boss was really Boss. Why was everything he said so meaningful ... Ahem ahem, yet another unwitting little guy had been won over by the charm of this sort of olden sayings; unknowingly, his admiration towards Ling Lan had risen a little bit more. Luo Lang fought very carefully and seriously, giving his opponent no chances from start to end. And once his opponent¡¯s stamina was about finished, Luo Lang swooped in to grab hold of an unintended small opening exposed by the opponent, knocking the other off the stage, and advanced to the top 13. The original top 9 ranks of ss-A, as expected, all sessfully advanced. However, the 10th rank unexpectedly lost to the student who was originally in 14th ce and was knocked out. Including Ling Lan, Qi Long, and Luo Lang, those within the top 13 were officially settled. After that, the ranking battles to determine the 14th to the 25th ce were held. Han Jijyun performed impressively, defeating two people, getting a bye, and then finally going up against the original 10th ce to score a win. He ended up in rank 14, which was a significant improvement from his initial rank 21. However, as his original results had been purposefully suppressed by the hacker of the ded Special Ops Team, this was just him returning to his rightful spot now. Of course, if he hadn¡¯t had to go up against Qi Long during the advancement rounds into the top 13, he might have perhaps even gone up a few more ranks. Just like that, the day¡¯s ranking battles were over and Ling Lan remained firmly in the category of those who advanced with ease. Qi Long could also be considered as one within that category ¡ª after all, he hadn¡¯t had to fight at all for his second match since Han Jijyun had just surrendered, letting him advance easily. Luo Lang was the most exhausted one. When they returned to the vi, without saying a word, he immediately shuffled off to lie down in the restoration pod within his room to rest up properly. There was no time to waste right now; he had to seize every minute and every second he could to recover his energy. Tomorrow morning, there would be two critical matches ¡ª from top 13 to top 7, and from top 7 to top 4 ¡ª and Luo Lang didn¡¯t want to stop there. If possible, he still wanted to participate in the afternoon¡¯s semi-finals and finals ... and to realize that wish, he could not afford to be the least bit sloppy. Chapter 81: Initiate Disciples! Chapter 81: Initiate Disciples! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 The night passed in silence. The next day, Ling Lan¡¯s group of four arrived at thebat hall bright and early. At this time there were even less students in thebat hall, with more teachers present instead. Their objective ining here now was to adopt one or two outstanding children for personal instruction ¡ª this was also one of their responsibilities as an instructor. For the record, any child who could remain till the final day was most certainly an exceptional seedling that had managed to weather the beating of waves and the erosion of sand ¡ª a buildable talent, certainly good enough to satisfy their conditions for taking on a personal student. Of course, whether or not a match was made still depended onpatibility. Mind you, for some of the stronger instructors, taking on an apprentice not only depended on talent, but arge part also depended on affinity at first nce. The tournament soon started, and first up were the fights for the advancement of the top 13 into the top 7. This round, the one to receive a bye was no longer Ling Lan but the ss-A first-rank Li Yingjie. Ling Lan saw this notification within themunicator and couldn¡¯t help but wonder if the academy arranged byes ording to a student¡¯s strength? If the next to receive a bye was Wu Jiong or Qi Long, then this assumption would pretty much be verified. In Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, Li Yingjie, Wu Jiong, and Qi Long were of the same level. Ling Lan¡¯s opponent was the ss-A ninth-rank Qin Yi. She had seen Qin Yi¡¯sbat style before ¡ª he was an intelligence-type fighter, who liked to first figure out the opponent¡¯s true strength before countering, so almost every fight of his started with him dancing around the opponent. Ling Lan had never encountered this type ofbat opponent before. In the learning space, Instructor Number One upheld the principle of sure kills in one blow, and was definitely a pure suppression-type attacker. Instructor Number Nine held fast to the most orthodoxbat ideal ¡ª if soldierse, send a general to defend; if the waters rise, build a dam. This principle advocated thebat style of countering a move with a move, exchanging one blow for another. Instructor Number Five¡¯sbat style was even nastier than his character ¡ª as long as he could obtain victory, he would do anything. Recalling some of Instructor Number Five¡¯s methods, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t suppress her shudders. Even now, she still felt the chills running through her body. The training of that time had almost destroyed her ¡¯three outlooks¡¯ 1 . Qi Long, Luo Lang and Han Jijyun, who were Ling Lan¡¯s regr sparring partners, were also not this type of opponent. Qi Long liked to start with a bang and end with a bang ¡ª fighting with him made for the wildest and the most intense battles, not requiring much thought. Because Qi Long wouldn¡¯t give you the time to strategize and think of your next move ¡ª you could only pull up your sleeves and throw yourself into the fight if you wanted to keep up with his wild attacks which pelted at you like rain. Luo Lang¡¯sbat style was of the same stream as Instructor Number Nine¡¯s, however, the difference in their abilities were like heaven and earth. For Ling Lan, handling Luo Lang was the easiest and most thoughtless thing, because Ling Lan was just too familiar with Luo Lang¡¯s style of attack. Meanwhile, Han Jijyun was the weakest among the four of them. Aware of his own weakness, he liked to experiment with strange moves when fighting them. Every time he fought he would use a differentbat style ¡ª who knows where he collected that manybat styles from ¡ª but unfortunately, due to the difference in strength, he had never been able to achieve very good results in the end. Only a few times, when Luo Lang had not adjusted in time, had Han Jijyun managed to wrest victory from his hands. But against the much stronger Qi Long and Ling Lan, Han Jijyun had not won even once. This also proved that when there was enough distance between strength levels, all schemes and plots, and all the strange moves in the world, were useless. Therefore, Ling Lan was particrly alert in facing this uing match with Qin Yi. Of course, it wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan was worried that Qin Yi would give her any trouble in advancing, but rather, she wanted to be ready to process any insights she might obtain from fighting an opponent with a different style, which could enrich her battle experience. Meanwhile, Qi Long was up against the 7th-rank of their ss, Xu Zhizhi. Coincidentally, Xu Zhizhi¡¯sbat style was almost the same as Qi Long¡¯s, so this match between them was definitely going to be bursting with passion and energy. Luo Lang was rtively unlucky. He, who had been gued with horrendous luck over thest few days, had actually been matched up with the 3rd-rank of ss-A, Ye Xu. Any child who made it into the top 3 of ss-A was definitely some supreme genius, and would most certainly have outstandingbat abilities ... this was obviously going to be another tough fight for Luo Lang. When Luo Lang saw his opponent¡¯s name, his entire face copsed, and he could almost cry. This was undoubtedly a tough bone that would be extremely hard on the teeth. Even if he managed to win this match by luck, he would probably be unable to continue fighting due to his depleted stamina, which would mean that he could only stop here, fated not to see the next match. It should be known that the matches for the top 7 to advance into the top 4 would follow right after ¡ª would he have any hope of winning without having any time to recover his energy? The answer was that he most definitely would not ... how could he not be depressed? Helplessly, Ling Lan patted Luo Lang¡¯s shoulder, consoling him weakly, "Luo Lang, just do your best!" She just couldn¡¯t bear to see Luo Lang¡¯s sorrowful eyes anymore, this pitiful child ... why was he oh so unlucky? Qi Long rubbed his chin, and said to Luo Lang with a serious look on his face, "Luo Lang, don¡¯t do any more bad things from now on." Luo Lang was taken aback by these words, unsure what Qi Long meant. Qi Long donned a look that said ¡¯this child is unteachable¡¯, and shook his head saying, "Didn¡¯t Boss say this before? Too many evils done will damage your RP 2 ." "Qi Long, I¡¯m going to kill you." Only then did Luo Lang figure out that Qi Long was messing with him. He leapt up and lunged at Qi Long. Qi Long saw Luo Langing at him, and perked up joyfully. And so the two of them started throwing punches and kicks in a noisy tter,pletely ignoring everyone else around them, not at all bothered at being the centre of attention. Oh, these two insensitive children ... Ling Lan rolled her eyes dramatically, and dodged to one side with Han Jijyun. The two of them tacitly started whispering to one another, pretending as if they were just members of the audience. Yup, they would definitely, definitely never admit that they knew those two big idiots who had absolutely no concept of upholding appearances. ******** Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s fierce battle drew the attention of everyone in thebat hall. Among them, two instructors, who had initially had a trace of boredom and impatience on their faces, became much more energetic when they saw Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s spirited exchange of blows as they fought. "Not bad, not bad, the old dean really didn¡¯t lie to us. The little brats from this year¡¯s first grade really do have some chops," said one of the instructors, chuckling. The other person remained stern, observing intently as Qi Long and Luo Lang continued to exchange moves, before responding, "Hn, the foundations of these two brats are pretty good." Qi Long and Luo Lang had trailed Ling Lan for this half a year; though it was hard to say if there was any improvement in other aspects, their foundations inbat were definitely much sounder than they had been at the start of the school year. This was because the learning space had always emphasized that the basics were the most important ¡ª Ling Lan naturally brought this principle to Qi Long and the others during their regr practice sessions. After watching for a moment, the grinning instructor suddenly sighed. "Tai, don¡¯t you find this scene familiar?" The serious-faced instructor looked at the other, uprehending. "Thinking back, when I met you, it was also at the scout academy. Back then, we also fought like this." The smiling instructor¡¯s face was filled with nostalgia. Hearing this, the stern instructor couldn¡¯t help but huff mockingly, and say, "The silly grin you had on your face all day back then annoyed me whenever I saw it." That said, he side-eyed his good friend coldly, and continued, "Your face right now is still like that, still annoying." "Dammit, well, aren¡¯t you still wearing that coffin-face of yours around scaring people?" The smiley instructor became disgruntled. Still, even so, his face continued to bear a smile ¡ª looks like he was naturally born with a smiling face. "Want a fight?" Coffin-face stared narrowly at Smiley-face, fighting spirit thick in his eyes. Smiley-face blinked in realisation, and said sullenly, "F*ck, almost fell for your plot. I¡¯m not going to fight you ¡ª so troublesome." How had he forgotten that his friend was a natural battle freak? His hands would itch if he didn¡¯t get to fight at all in a day. Moreover, whenever he actually fought, if he didn¡¯t fight till both the skies and thend were dark, and till both his body and energy were exhausted, he wouldn¡¯t stop. Nope, he wasn¡¯t going to inflict this self-torture on himself. Coffin-face saw that his taunts weren¡¯t going to work, and his face was full of regret. This year, it was the turn of their batch of operators to teach at the scout academy for one year. Having just left the battlefield, they were still really unused to this sort of civilian lifestyle ¡ª they naturally belonged to the battlefield. "Which child do you favour?" asked Smiley-face, brimming with curiosity. "That one with the crew cut." Coffin-face was referring to Qi Long. "Yep, the crew cut brat should have the better strength. However, that pretty boy¡¯s physical characteristics are really not bad, a real trainable talent." Smiley-face seemed to like Luo Lang better. Hearing Smiley-face¡¯s words, Coffin-face¡¯s already stern face became even sterner. He peered intently at Smiley-face and said, "You want to take him on as a student? An initiate? Have you thought it through?" The military world really ced a lot of importance on the master-disciple rtionship. Regardless of whether it¡¯s taking on an ¡¯initiate disciple¡¯ or the final ¡¯true disciple¡¯, once their rtionship was confirmed, they wouldn¡¯t be able to get away from this connection for the rest of their lives. For instance, if Smiley-face wanted to take on Luo Lang, even just as an initiate disciple, it would be equivalent to Smiley-face acknowledging Luo Lang as a disciple of his branch. From then on, Luo Lang would receive the protection and cultivation of Smiley-face¡¯s branch ¡ª in other words, whether Luo Lang was good or bad in the future, Smiley-face would have a hand in it. "Yeah, just as an initiate disciple though." Smiley-face continued smiling widely, utterly unconcerned. "Precisely because it¡¯s just as an initiate disciple, that¡¯s why I need you to be more serious about it." Coffin-face was a little angry now. If Smiley-face was taking the boy on as a true disciple, then he would have nothing to worry about, because in that case, both the instructor and the disciple would already be grasshoppers tied together on the same string ¡ª both would have to be equally responsible, and that rtionship would be akin to that of a father and son. But an initiate disciple was different. That rtionship did not require anything from the student, but had requirements for the instructor. In other words, taking on an initiate disciple meant a unidirectional rtionship where the instructor provided painstaking care and effort. If the initiate disciple decided not to be the instructor¡¯s true disciple in the end, all the invested effort of the instructor previously would be wasted with no avenue for recourse, because all of it was out of the instructor¡¯s self-will. "It¡¯s rare to find one that I like. It¡¯s worth it to take a little risk." Smiley-face seemed to have made up his mind. Coffin-face knew that once his good friend made a decision, he would not change his mind. He could only sigh to himself, and said nothing more. "Angry?" asked Smiley-face, prodding at Coffin-face¡¯s shoulder. Smiley-face felt that his willfulness may have been a little disrespectful in the face of his good friend¡¯s concern, so he couldn¡¯t help but seek reassurance. "No. I¡¯ve just made a decision," said Coffin-face cidly. "What decision?" Smiley-face was very curious. Coffin-face peered at Smiley-face for a moment, then said, "I have decided to take on that crew cut boy as my initiate disciple." Chapter 82: Ling Lan vs Qin Yi Chapter 82: Ling Lan vs Qin Yi Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 "Ah ..." Smiley-face finally could not maintain his smile any longer ¡ª the shock was clear on his face ¡ª but he very quickly collected his wits, and said exasperatedly, "Have you gone mad? This is an initiate disciple we¡¯re talking about, initiate ¡ª if the elders in your family find out, you¡¯ll be in deep sh*t." "I¡¯m optimistic about that crew cut boy¡¯s future." Coffin-face¡¯s expression was very calm, as if telling Smiley-face that he was worrying for nothing. "Besides, didn¡¯t you say those two brats are just like we used to be?" He was still the one who understood Smiley-face the most. Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s fight had reminded Smiley-face of when they had first met, bringing up feelings of nostalgia. On top of that, in terms of both looks and character, Luo Lang closely resembled Smiley-face, which was why Smiley-face had been moved to take Luo Lang on as an initiate disciple. Of course, another reason was that Luo Lang¡¯s personal qualities were also very exceptional ¡ª otherwise, no matter how simr they were, without any cultivation value, the thought of taking him on would never have crossed Smiley-face¡¯s mind. Coffin-face¡¯s words left Smiley-face unable to continue to try and dissuade him. Smiley-face¡¯s lips pped soundlessly for a moment, but he finally settled on saying, "Perhaps they can inherit our dreams." "I hope so." Coffin-face looked towards Qi Long¡¯s direction, and when Smiley-face wasn¡¯t looking, a subtle smile silently appeared on his lips, instantly gentling Coffin-face¡¯s typically austere look considerably. ******** The arena matches for the advancement of the top 13 into the top 7 were all held simultaneously, so after Ling Lan and the other two of her group exchanged encouragements, they all went to their respective stages. The matches officially began, and most of the crowd had gathered around the stage where the Ling Lan vs Qin Yi match was being held. Some of the ss-A students who had already been eliminated came personally to thebat hall just to watch this match. Of course, the feelings of the ss-A students wereplicated, unsure whether they wanted Ling Lan to continue her one-move advancement streak or wished for someone to break it so that Ling Lan would return from that untouchable distance to a more manageable distance before them. However, regardless of what the students thought, Ling Lan and Qin Yi appeared to be extremely calm. When the referee called out the start of the match, Qin Yi first dashed to one side of the stage, while Ling Lan remained standing in the middle of the arena, facing the other from a distance. Just like that, the two of them froze. Time slipped by slowly ¡ª an unknown number of minutes passed ¡ª and the audience themselves couldn¡¯t help but be impatient. At then, one of the two finally moved. Ling Lan was the one who moved. Not because her patience was worse than Qin Yi¡¯s, but because she felt that continuing to wait like this was just a waste of time. Qin Yi¡¯s stance was defensive, so it was obvious that he didn¡¯t intend to strike first. Qin Yi had taken such an approach because after studying Ling Lan¡¯s previous battles, he had found that those students who had been defeated in one move by Ling Lan had all attacked first. Although he didn¡¯t know if defending and counter-attacking would be effective, Qin Yi was hopeful. He settled on the strategy of waiting for Ling Lan to attack first. Qin Yi still had confidence in himself. He believed that if he put his full attention on tracking the opponent¡¯s movements, he should be able to see the other¡¯s attacking style, and perhaps would be able to stop the opponent¡¯s attack. Ling Lan knew what her opponent was thinking, and so decided not to waste any time; this time, she initiated the attack. Ling Lan charged forward, her right hand forming a fist and striking out at Qin Yi. Her punch actually emitted a loud explosion of air ¡ª you could just see how terrifying its speed and power was. This time, the teacher in charge of refereeing their match was no longer the one from Ling Lan¡¯s previous matches. However, when he saw this attack of Ling Lan¡¯s, his gaze revealed a trace of astonishment. This astonishment was not due to Ling Lan¡¯s speed or strength, but rather due to the move itself. Ling Lan¡¯s consecutive advancements with just one move had piqued the curiosity of many teachers, who had then gone on to observe the recordings of Ling Lan¡¯s fights. This teacher referee was one of them, and Ling Lan¡¯s current attack move had been recognised by him. This was an attack move of Ling Lan¡¯s first opponent in the ranking battles. Of course, when Ling Lan executed it, the attack speed and strength was much faster and much fiercer, and at the same time, the opening that appeared when she swung her fist was subtly fixed by crossing her left hand over her chest in preparation for a counter. In other words, the opening was no longer an opening, but a hidden trap. This was the result of Ling Lan and Little Four¡¯s research. Ling Lan hadcked proper moves suited for arena-style fighting, which had given her no choice but to appropriate moves from the other students. Finally, she had managed to synthesize around ten moves from her research, and this was the first time she was using any of them in battle. In contrast to the students¡¯ bewilderment, the experienced teacher had been able to tell the origins of this move with one look. This was the reason behind the astonishment in the teacher¡¯s eyes. Qin Yi saw Ling Lan charging at him, and he reacted nimbly, dodging with a quick turn of his body. Ling Lan¡¯s attack missed, and before she could follow up with a second attack, Qin Yi had once again dashed away with a few quick steps, putting a distance of roughly 7 to 8 metres between him and Ling Lan. "Wow, he¡¯s being really cautious. But Boss, why did you decrease your speed and strength by 70%? If you had just attacked with your normal speed, he would never have been able to dodge." The watching Little Four was very puzzled. It was obvious that one move would have been enough ¡ª why had Boss held back? "No matter what, I must drag the fight till about 10 moves. I don¡¯t want to see the teacher¡¯s resentful eyes anymore." Ling Lan was truly afraid of that and had decided to first take it easy for a bit. Last night, she had trained in the learning space for the entire night ¡ª which had been prolonged to a duration of two months ¡ª and had finally settled that problematic after-effect of hers. Adding up all the time spent before and after, she had spent almost half a year¡¯s time (in the learning space) to eradicate the problem. This was why Ling Lan could control her own speed and strength today, otherwise, even if Ling Lan nned to take it easy she would have been unable to. Getting his answer, Little Four said nothing more. He still remembered Ling Lan¡¯s warning to not make noise and disturb her unnecessarily when she was fighting. If the opponent hadn¡¯t dodged far away, and Ling Lan hadn¡¯t stopped pushing her attack, Little Four wouldn¡¯t have voiced his question. Ling Lan saw that Qin Yi had prepared himself once more, so she charged forwards again, and the moment she got within range, she threw out a side kick. In order to sessfully drag out the fight to over 10 moves, Ling Lan had no choice but to be a bit careful, and pay close attention to Qin Yi¡¯s condition. She didn¡¯t wish to pull back her strength and speed only for the opponent to be defeated anyway because he wasn¡¯t prepared to take her attack. That would undoubtedly be an extremely tragic thing. Of course, the teacher who had studied Ling Lan before could tell that this side kick was also an attack move of one of Ling Lan¡¯s previous opponents. However, Ling Lan had simplified this side kick. It no longer had the initial preparatory spin to umte strength. Although that sort of strength-umtion method could indeed increase this side kick¡¯s power by 30%, this one spin not only decreased the attack speed, but also created arge weak point. During the spin, there would be a moment when one¡¯s back would be to the opponent ¡ª if the opponent grabbed hold of this opportunity, not only could they easily break this move, but they may even counterattack to injure the user heavily instead. This was the reason why Ling Lan had been able to send the original user flying so easily in her previous match. Thus, Ling Lan decisively discarded that one spin, choosing to throw the side kick right after a half turn. The motions had been simplified, but the strength boost was partially retained. ording to Ling Lan¡¯s estimations, even though the strength umtion was weaker, there was still a 15% boost, and if the move was handled better, even 20% was possible. As such, only 10% of bonus strength was lost, but with this little loss, arge weak point could be fixed, and the attack speed would also go up. It was undoubtedly worth it. Perhaps this kick came too forcefully, for although Qin Yi had already been mentally prepared, he was still frightened by this ferocious kick of Ling Lan¡¯s. He abruptly realised why Ling Lan had been able to kick her opponents off the stage with one move ¡ª it was this strength, which was definitely of a horrific calibre. At that moment, Qin Yi was still oblivious that this was already the result of Ling Lan holding back 70% of her strength and speed. Qin Yi¡¯s reaction time and speed once again proved that he was exceptional. Facing Ling Lan¡¯s powerful side kick, he again managed to evade. At this time, the watching students began cheering for Qin Yi. Ling Lan¡¯s performance in her previous matches had been too unbelievable and aberrant, so the students couldn¡¯t help but view her as amon enemy. So, when they saw Qin Yi managing tost for two moves, they all started voicing out their encouragement, hoping that he would end Ling Lan¡¯s legendary winning streak. Under the students cheers, Qin Yi¡¯s initially tense spirits rxed. He felt that his initial strategy wasn¡¯t wrong. Ling Lan must definitely be someone who was good at finding his opponent¡¯s weaknesses; he had been able to catch hold of his opponents¡¯ weaknesses when they attacked first in his previous matches, which was why he had been able to defeat them in one move. However, when Ling Lan was the attacker, the roles were switched around, so Ling Lan was no longer as invincible as they had thought him to be. Very quickly, Ling Lan hadunched several more consecutive attacks. If Qi Long, Luo Lang, and Han Jijyun had been here, they may have been shocked and puzzled, because these few moves of Ling Lan would have been both familiar yet strange to them at the same time. That¡¯s right, these moves had all been appropriated by Ling Lan when she had fought them. However, these moves, under thebined study of Little Four and herself, had undergone a certain degree of modification. This is not to say that Qi Long¡¯s and the others¡¯ moves had any problems, but Ling Lan had modified these moves to better suit her own physical capabilities. "Ah, Boss, it¡¯s the 10th move now." Little Four wasn¡¯t just a simple observer; he was seriously helping Ling Lan to count the moves being exchanged. "Now? Finally I can let loose." Holding back her strength and her speed, as well as keeping track of the opponent¡¯s reactions ¡ª these ten moves had been extremely frustrating for Ling Lan. Hearing Little Four say that her imposed 10-move limit was up, her mood brightened immensely. At this time, Qin Yi had already gotten used to Ling Lan¡¯s attack speed and strength. He felt that he was able to handle Ling Lan¡¯s attacks now, and had begun thinking of ways to counterattack. After all, he would never win by purely defending. Although he was very wary of Ling Lan¡¯s strong ability in catching an opponent¡¯s weakness, he believed that even if he was caught by Ling Lan, he would be able to handle the situation with his speed and reflexes. So, he decided to make a tentative attack, and his choice of attack was one of the moves from his family-inherited martial arts, one that was best suited for spontaneous adaptation. "He¡¯s attacking," Little Four called out. Qin Yi¡¯s constant dodging, slippery as an eel in water, had annoyed Little Four immensely. Now, seeing the opponent finally nning to attack, he was understandably thrilled. "An attack that isn¡¯t an attack, a defence that isn¡¯t a defence ... there must be something more." Qin Yi thought that his speed was very fast and that the changes in his move were very subtle, but in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, his speed was rather slow, and some of the changes were obvious at a nce. Moreover, her senses had already pinpointed a defensive blind spot in his move¡¯s defences. Chapter 83: Extreme Talent! Chapter 83: Extreme Talent! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 This was Ling Lan¡¯s innate talent. When her mental focus reached a certain boundary point, a miraculous ability would emerge. Ling Lan herself wasn¡¯t sure what it was, but she felt that it was very useful. As long as she could see the opponent¡¯s move clearly, she would be able to find the opponent¡¯s weakest point. Ling Lan may be uncertain, but Number One in the learning space knew what it was. It was precisely because of this that Number One had unsealed Number Five, with the goal of cultivating an extraordinary Ling Lan. It couldn¡¯t be helped; this innate talent was just too rare. Even in Number One¡¯s country with its highly advanced civilization, children with this innate talent were extremely limited, almost one of a kind. It was the most precious specialbat talent ¡ª¡ª Profound Insight, the perfect innate talent for mecha operators. A notion flitted through Ling Lan¡¯s mind: to attack the weak point, or let the opponent continue his probe and see? In the blink of an eye, Ling Lan made her decision. She decided to first take a look at the opponent¡¯s move. Ling Lan was confident ¡ª she believed that even if she gave the opponent one more move, the final oue would not change. This wasn¡¯t blind confidence, but a belief backed up by strength. Besides, she was really kind of curious ¡ª what would the final form of Qin Yi¡¯s move be like? Having made her decision, Ling Lan reacted just as Qin Yi would have hoped. She balled up her right hand into a fist, and held an attack pose, meeting the opponent¡¯s attack head on. A dark gleam shed through Qin Yi¡¯s eyes, and with a shake of his wrist, his entire arm actually moved like a snake, twisting and turning, twining swiftly up Ling Lan¡¯s right arm to grab onto it securely. He caught him! At that moment, Qin Yi¡¯s gaze revealed a trace of pleasant surprise, a little shocked that he had actually managed to seed in one move. Qin Yi believed that as long as he managed to control Ling Lan, he had obtained the key to winning. But was that truly the case? Qin Yi¡¯s pleasant surprise had yet to fade, and his follow up move had yet to be executed, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain at his shoulder as arge force mmed into it. At the same time, there was a sudden change in his vision. In his sight, Ling Lan suddenly became the unscble rooftop of the colossalbat hall, and his hand that had been gripping onto Ling Lan¡¯s right arm suddenly felt as if it was holding onto a slippery eel, which slipped out of his hand in a sh ... A loud "Bam", and Qin Yi¡¯s body was roughly thrown to the floor of thebat hall. The intense paining from all over his body confused him ¡ª he struggled to push his upper body up, and saw Ling Lan standing high above him on the edge of the arena stage, looking down on him with a cold expression ... Looking down? Qin Yi abruptly woke up, realising that he had already fallen off the stage. In other words, he had already lost this match. ording to the tournament¡¯s rules, when a fighter had been thrown out of the range of the arena, it was an immediate loss. What in the world happened? He was the one who had grabbed Ling Lan, and he was the one who had been just about to win ... then why was he the one who had been flung out of the arena in the end? This match ¡ª he was truly baffled how he had lost. Qin Yi pounded his fists against the ground in frustration, unable to ept his loss. Seeing Qin Yi¡¯s dark mood, the teacher referee sighed softly. There had just been too much difference between Qin Yi¡¯s and Ling Lan¡¯s strength, which was why Qin Yi just couldn¡¯t understand how he had lost to Ling Lan. However, this wasn¡¯t the time to exin things to Qin Yi. The referee dered loudly, "This match, Ling Lan wins, sessfully advancing to the top 7." ******** Perhaps the other children had seen the match as if through fog and mist, but the observing teachers had all seen very clearly. At the time when Qin Yi had sessfully grabbed hold of Ling Lan¡¯s right arm, just as his hand closed around it, Ling Lan¡¯s right hand, which had initially been fisted, had opened up, and the extended fingers had been just the right length to make contact with Qin Yi¡¯s shoulder. Of course, this little bit of contact should not have been enough to send Qin Yi flying, but the teachers were all experienced fighters, with the experienced eyes of the strong. They saw that, in the moment when Ling Lan¡¯s fingers touched Qin Yi, his fingers had fluttered a few times. This led the teachers to quicklye to the conclusion that Ling Lan had employed some technique, something along the lines of a secondary One-Inch Punch, which had the effect of stacking strength. However, because the teachers had not fought with Ling Lan themselves, they could not tell for certain the power of this secret technique, and so were unsure how much Ling Lan¡¯s strength had been stacked by it. Still, this force must not be small, otherwise Qin Yi would not have been so easily knocked off the stage. Ling Lan¡¯s impressive performance made all the teachers¡¯ eyes light up; they were all nodding in approval, expressions filled with pleasant surprise. Some of them were even eager to pounce, wishing they could just take on Ling Lan as an initiate disciple right now. However, when they saw the other teachers around, who all had their sights set on Ling Lan on the stage, these teachers could only halt their steps, sighing internally. This matter wasn¡¯t going to be that simple ¡ª there were just too manypetitors. In the academy, teachers could freely choose their initiate disciples, and there was no limit to this number. Likewise, students also had the right to choose the initiate teacher they wanted, but each student could only choose one teacher. In other words, for these teachers to be Ling Lan¡¯s initiate teacher, they would have to get Ling Lan to choose them willingly, and this was undoubtedly going to be very difficult. All of the teachers within the academy had their own advantages, so no one knew who Ling Lan would pick. ******** Leaving Qin Yi¡¯s gloom aside, Ling Lan had left the stage immediately after hearing the referee teacher¡¯s announcement. Qin Yi¡¯s move had sparked her curiosity ¡ª she had never expected someone¡¯s arm to be able to twist into the shape of a fried dough twist. It looked like her previous foundational physical skills training had already pushed the limits of human flexibility, but at least it had still been within the realm of possibility for humans. It wasn¡¯t like what Qin Yi just did ... seeing his arm twine around her arm like a snake, Ling Lan had felt an ache in her teeth, involuntarily drawing in a cold breath. Goddammit, she just hated those kind of legless creepy crawly creatures. Even though she had touched, killed, and even eaten quite a few, hate was hate ¡ª this deeply rooted mentality wasn¡¯t something that could be swept away just by killing them. Ling Lan hadn¡¯t stepped off the stage for long when the ss-A 2nd-ce Wu Jiong also came off his stage. His opponent had been the weakest of the group, the original 14th-rank of ss-A. Wu Jiong¡¯s strength was clearly much stronger than the other by a significant margin, and on top of that, Wu Jiong was an extraordinarily quick attacker. Once his opponent had been drawn into his rhythm, the opponent had been unable to keep up and had missed blocking one of Wu Jiong¡¯s punches in the end. With that, he had been sent flying out of the arena and dered defeated. Though Wu Jiong had only been slightly behind Ling Lan in getting off the stage, because the rally of attacks had been unusually quick, over 40 moves had already passed in his match. Subsequently, several more students got off their respective stages one after another. Qi Long was the fourth person of the first grade ss-A to advance into the top 7. Seeing Qi Long¡¯s animated expression, Ling Lan just knew that Qi Long must have had a great time in his fight, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t be looking so satisfied. "Fighting an opponent with a simr style, how was it?" Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but ask curiously. Qi Long¡¯s mouth split open in a wide smile. "It was beyond awesome! If I get bored in future, I¡¯ll go find that punk for a fight." His match had truly been a passionate and energetic one, exceptionally lively, allowing Qi Long to fully release all the pent up energy within his body. Hearing this, Ling Lan mentally spared a moment of grief for Xu Zhizhi. Being fixated on by this battle maniac, it could be foreseen that Xu Zhizhi¡¯sing days would be filled with tragic beatings. "You ... don¡¯t go overboard," said Ling Lan weakly. Since they were lucky enough to be ssmates, she had to try and salvage a bit of Xu Zhizhi¡¯s future. "Rx, Boss, I¡¯ll watch myself. I won¡¯t injure him." Qi Long sent a mournful look at Ling Lan, and added, "If Boss was willing to fight with me, then I wouldn¡¯t have to go look for him. Fighting with you, Boss, is still more exciting." Every time he sparred with Ling Lan, although he was always the one being pummelled, he would always feel that he had gotten a bit stronger after it. So, he sincerely wished to fight Ling Lan more, but unfortunately, Ling Lan had refused to fight for a long while previously, greatly depressing him. Hearing Qi Long¡¯s words, Ling Lan shuddered violently, and replied immediately, "Xu Zhizhi¡¯s skills are pretty good, he¡¯s a good opponent. Qi Long, you have good taste." Better you than me, Xu Zhizhi ¡ª sacrifice yourself as tribute! Ling Lan resolutely cast aside the little remaining sympathy she had for her ssmate into the far reaches of outer space. Hells, if Qi Long really fixated on her instead, she would have to really spend all day and night embroiled in the world ofbat. That would truly be unbearable. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Qi Long nod affirmatively. He too believed that his choice wasn¡¯t bad ¡ª for him, who liked to fight, being pummelled by Ling Lan was unavoidable, and when fighting with Luo Lang and Han Jijyun, he found himself unable to truly let himself go, so fighting them was unsatisfying. Now that he had found Xu Zhizhi who fought with the same blunt and wild style as he did, he could fight without worry, so his mood was extraordinarily good. Qi Long had already thought it through early on ¡ª if Boss Lan was free, then he would look for Boss Lan to fight (torment himself), but if Boss Lan wasn¡¯t free, then he would seek out Xu Zhizhi to fight (torment the other), and when Xu Zhizhi ran out of energy, he would go fight with Luo Lang and Han Jijyun ... There was no helping it. Qi Long¡¯s stamina was truly so good that it was abnormal, which was why he had no choice but to keep fighting to expend all that excess energy. "There isn¡¯t any problem with your stamina right now, right?" Ling Lan was a little worried that Qi Long might have gone overboard in his glee at finding new prey. When Qi Long heard this, he hurriedly shook his head. He would never make such a mistake. He gave his arms several forceful shakes, showing Ling Lan that his energy was still abundant. Although Qi Long looked as if he was all brawn with little brain, he definitely wasn¡¯t a reckless person, but was more the type who seemed foolish in his great wisdom. He had a clear bottom-line in his heart, knowing that y was y, but there was a limit to that. Advancing from the top 13 into the top 7 was not the end point; the following top 7 to top 4 advancement matches were directly after. If he really fooled around too much and used up most of his energy, if he then happened to lose, even if he could forgive himself, he believed that his boss Ling Lan would never let it go, and would definitely kill him personally. After half a year of interaction, Qi Long knew very well what Ling Lan¡¯s creed was. Ling Lan only upheld one principle ¡ª a battle that could be won should never be lost. If victory was uncertain, then efforts should be made to win; if loss was certain, then avoid if possible, if it was unavoidable ... then create all the conditions necessary to win and win it. In other words, Ling Lan was someone who hated, abhorred, loathed failing. This was apulsion that Ling Lan had brought with her from her previous life, because back then, failure for Ling Lan would be at the cost of her life, so Ling Lan could not afford to lose. Therefore, Qi Long, as Ling Lan¡¯s follower, couldn¡¯t speak of losing so easily. Qi Long just couldn¡¯t drop the ball at this critical juncture, unless he no longer wanted to call Ling Lan Boss ... Chapter 84: The Top 4 Emerges! Chapter 84: The Top 4 Emerges! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr For the advancement of the top 13 to the top 7, the final match to end was Luo Lang and Ye Xu¡¯s. The two of them were equally matched, and a winner had only been determined right at the very end when they had both been utterly worn out. Ye Xu had copsed a secondter than Luo Lang, and thus gained the victory, sessfully advancing. Han Jijyun and the others felt sorry for Luo Lang. If Luo Lang hadn¡¯t had to expend so much energy yesterday, causing fatigue to remain in his body which held him back today, then perhaps the result would be different. But regardless, Luo Lang¡¯s match was officially over. However, Luo Lang¡¯s defeat didn¡¯t lower his standing in the eyes of the ss-A students, because in this match, he had proven that his strength was roughly equivalent with that of Ye Xu¡¯s. In other words, Luo Lang¡¯s strength was on par with the ss-A top 3 ranks. The gazes of all the ss-A students were now gathered upon Ling Lan and Qi Long. If Luo Lang¡¯s strength was already on par with the top 3 of ss-A, then how strong were Ling Lan and Qi Long really? It should be known that Luo Lang was considered the weakest among the three of them. However, they believed that as the matches progressed, Ling Lan¡¯s and Qi Long¡¯s true strength will be disyed before them. Then, they would be able to know once and for all just how much depth there really was to Ling Lan and Qi Long. ******** In short order, about half an hourter, the advancement battles for the top 7 into top 4 began. Although Ye Xu really hoped he would get a bye once so that he would be able to have more time to recover his strength, unfortunately, the academy did not wish for Ye Xu to be that lucky. The bye for this round was given to Qi Long. When the name list for the assignment of byes came out, Ling Lan could pretty much confirm the academy¡¯s bye-allocation strategy. They had chosen the strongest few ¡ª in other words, the academy was intentionally precluding the element of luck in this. For the top 7 to top 4 battles, due to Qi Long¡¯s bye, there were only three matches. Ling Lan¡¯s luck was not much weaker than Qi Long¡¯s, actually being matched up with the already worn out Ye Xu who no longer had the ability to put up a good fight. Meanwhile, Li Yingjie had been matched with the original rank-5 of ss-A, Jiang Yuan, while Wu Jiong had been paired with the 4th-rank, Zhou Jirong ¡ª both matches a meeting of the strong. The moment Ye Xu saw the match-up name list, his face fell. His opponent was actually going to be that Ling Lan ¡ª this luck of his was just too terrible. Originally, he had thought of at least trying to fight, but against such an opponent like Ling Lan, he wasn¡¯t sure he could win even if he had been full of strength, let alone in this current dire situation ... Ye Xu had no choice but to consider the other ranking battles he would have to fight if he lost. It should be noted that the ranking battles to determine the rankings of 13th-8th and 7th-5th would be held at the same time ¡ª if he used up the rest of his strength here, it was very likely that he might not even be able to hold onto 5th ce. It had to be said that the stronger the child, the stronger their judgment and eptance. Knowing when to give up was also a form of courage. The moment the referee teacher on stage said start, Ye Xu, who had already thought things through, resolutely raised his hand to surrender. So, just like that, Ling Lan once again advanced easily, sessfully bing the quickest to advance among the three people, excluding Qi Long¡¯s advancement via the bye. Meanwhile, Li Yingjie¡¯s and Wu Jiong¡¯s respective matches were both very intense. Although Li Yingjie and Wu Jiong were the top 2 of ss-A, their strength was not yet at the level where they would suppress all opposition, being just a little stronger than their opponents. As such, it was really hard to say who would win in the end, for of course the opponents also had their eye on advancing, and had drawn up their full strength to fight it out with their opponent. However, the two of them proved to have substantial roots in the end. Li Yingjie was the direct descendant of the top elite family of the Federation ¡ª all thebat arts he learned had been through the tests of time, with only the best foundational arts being kept, and as such he had a head start over other people. Meanwhile, Wu Jiong was also the descendant of a fourth-generation military family ¡ª a set of militarybat arts was enough for him to dominate over most of the other kids. In the end, the two of them relied on their solid foundations to defeat their opponents and advanced sessfully into the top 4. The advancement of these four students was epted full-heartedly by the ss-A students, with no objections whatsoever. The morning¡¯s battles didn¡¯t end there; following right on its heels were the 13th-8th and 7th-5th ce final ranking battles. This time, Ye Xu¡¯s luck returned, receiving the only bye slot for the 7th-5th ce ranking fights. This gave him the time to continue resting in the recovery pod, taking advantage of every second to recover his energy. Luo Lang¡¯s luck was also not bad. For the first round, he fought against a weaker student, gaining a hard-earned victory. Then he received a bye for the next round, and had to wait for the winner of the other group to be done so they could fight for the 8th rank. Of course, he also took the chance to rest in a recovery pod to regain his strength. In the end, having recovered enough energy, both Ye Xu and Luo Lang defeated their respective opponents. And so, Luo Lang obtained 8th ce, while Ye Xu obtained 5th ce. On the rankings, Ye Xu¡¯s ranking had droppedpared to when school just started, but his status was not at all lowered in the minds of the students. Ye Xu¡¯s strength was definitely exceptional ¡ª it was just that no one had expected two aberrant oddballs such as Ling Lan and Qi Long to appear in ss-A. Qi Long was more the oddball, while Ling Lan was more the aberrant. Meanwhile, Luo Lang¡¯s rank had risen considerably, obtaining the 8th position. Everyone felt that it was well-deserved, with some students even thinking that Luo Lang¡¯s true rank should be one or two ranks higher. After all, he and Ye Xu had been neck and neck during their battle, so it would be reasonable for him to be the 6th rank. However, there wasn¡¯t much difference in strength among the top 10 of ss-A anyway, so there was no need to be too caught up in the details of the rankings. Finally, only the exact ranking of the top 4 was left unsettled. What were the final match-ups going to be? However, the semi-finals and the finals had been scheduled for the afternoon, so the ss-A students could only suppress their curiosity, and go have their lunch at the canteen first. ******** While eating, Han Jijyun voiced his concern over the possibility of Ling Lan going up against Qi Long, but Qi Long wasn¡¯t worried about it at all. Rather, he was excited at the prospect, thinking that that would be the perfect opportunity for him to fight all out with Boss Lan. Hearing this, although her expression retained its usual calm, Ling Lan prayed in her heart for the academy¡¯s A.I. to be wise, and assign the troublesome Qi Long to be someone else¡¯s responsibility. Talking andughing, the few of them finished their lunch, and then went back together to thebat hall, to wait for the notification of the final match-ups. ******** The time finally arrived, and the battle name list was revealed. Seeing it, Han Jijyun and Luo Lang leapt up in excitement, while Wu Jiong frowned slightly, his expression turning grim. That¡¯s right, his opponent for theing match was the one he feared the most ¡ª Ling Lan. If possible, he really had not wanted to meet him during the semi-finals, hoping that he would be able to advance to the finals in his best condition. However, Wu Jiong quickly regained his equilibrium. As a descendant of a military family, he wasn¡¯t one to shy away from tough challenges. Wu Jiong was actually very prepared. Ever since Ling Lan had first advanced in one move, he had already been paying attention to him, considering Ling Lan as his greatest rival within ss-A. Indeed, in Wu Jiong¡¯s eyes, that arrogant punk Li Yingjie was not worthy of being his rival. Although Li Yingjie was a match for him now, he believed that in three to five years time, he would definitely leave Li Yingjie in the dust as one of his stepping stones. From Wu Jiong¡¯s observations, he found that Ling Lan¡¯s current strength was certainly one level higher than them, so it would be extremely difficult to defeat him. Still, he wouldn¡¯t give up just because of this. He had contacted his father, detailing Ling Lan¡¯sbat movements to him, in hopes that his father would be able to provide some guidance. It wasn¡¯t that Wu Jiong didn¡¯t want to let his father see a recording of Ling Lan¡¯s fights, but unfortunately, the Central Scout Academy kept a very strict guard on the videos of their students. It was impossible to send out the data from within the school ¡ª the moment one left the school grounds, any data saved within anymunicators, as long as it was a video file downloaded from the school servers, would be automatically deleted via formatting, so even a top expert in A.I. would be unable to restore it. This was one of the ways the academy protected its students, forbidding video images of its students from being leaked to the outside world, though of course verbal descriptions were not included under this coverage. After Wu Jiong¡¯s father had heard his descriptions, he had waited a beat before telling him to just hold on and wait for an opportunity. If he could hold on till after the opponent¡¯s tenth move, then perhaps he would be able to find a way to win. The greatest reason for this was just that Ling Lan made too few moves, so there was no way to see where his weaknessesy. Wu Jiong had naturally taken his father¡¯s words to heart, and based on the top 13 to top 7 advancement match, his father¡¯s words were proven to be urate. Qin Yi had just been a little too impatient, moving recklessly before he had figured out Ling Lan¡¯s true strength. Wu Jiong mentally warned himself to be patient ¡ª no matter how fierce Ling Lan¡¯s attacks were, even if there were many openings, if he wasn¡¯t sure of sess, he should just continue to hold back. ******** Very quickly, the two matches officially kicked off. After some hesitation, Han Jijyun had decided to go watch Qi Long and Li Yingjie¡¯s battle. Meanwhile, Luo Lang had chosen to go watch Ling Lan¡¯s fight, because he wanted to see Ling Lan¡¯s truebat skills. Speaking of which, it was rather sad that after following Ling Lan for half a year and fighting him several times during that time, they had still never seen Ling Lan use any proper systematicbat arts. Because, when Ling Lan fought with them, he basically didn¡¯t use any formal moves at all. He only attacked based on instinct with direct moves, clear to see and understand. Precisely because of this point, Han Jijyun and the others had never been able to pin down Ling Lan¡¯s true background. Although Han Jijyun had tried beating around the bush, Ling Lan had just smiled but kept silent. Was there really a secret behind it all, or was there really no secret at all? They just had no way to know. If Ling Lan had known that Qi Long and the others were so concerned about her background, she would probablyugh her head off. At this moment, Ling Lan still wasn¡¯t clear about her father¡¯s true status in this world, thinking that she was just an ordinary inconspicuous descendant of a small elite family ¡ª a child with a widowed mother who had broken ties with the small elite family at that. It had to be said that Ling Lan was a little careless in this respect. Of course, Little Four was also partly to me here, never reminding Ling Lan to go learn more about Ling Xiao, so Ling Lan only knew that her father was an unremarkable major general in some random regiment (the Federation had so many major generals they were like hairs on the backs of cows), who had then carelessly gotten a GAME OVER when he went off to fight on the battlefield. The matches finally started, and Wu Jiong chose to do the same as Qin Yi, dodging to one side, and putting up a cautious defence. This caused Ling Lan¡¯s head to ache. Meanwhile, on Qi Long¡¯s side, the fight was intense from the very beginning. Qi Long had always been a child who fought based on personal instinct, so when he heard the referee teacher say start, he charged forwards immediately ... Chapter 85: Qi Long vs Li Yingjie Chapter 85: Qi Long vs Li Yingjie Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Initially, Li Yingjie had wanted tounch a test attack once to probe Qi Long¡¯s depths, but the thought had barely crossed his mind when the other¡¯s right fist had appeared unexpectedly before his eyes. It wasing at him fast and furious, the wind sted towards him by the punch causing a mild ache in his cheeks. Li Yingjie reacted quickly. He leaned backwards to put as much distance as he could between the two of them, and crossed his arms in front of him to block the punch ... A soft "bam!" ¡ª the sound of a fist striking flesh. Li Yingjie was sent stumbling back three steps before the force behind Qi Long¡¯s punch dissipated. But with this retreat, he had lost the initiative. Taking advantage of the opponent¡¯s inability to attack, Qi Long rained a heavy barrage ofbo attacks on Li Yingjie. This was Qi Long¡¯s favoured style of attack to begin with, so he was truly fighting just as he liked. In the few advancement matches at the beginning, his opponents had all been thoroughly defeated by these wild attacks of Qi Long. Mind you, it wasn¡¯t easy for opponents who were slow to rev up and get their head into the game to get used to Qi Long¡¯s unreasonable attacks. Qi Long¡¯s fierce attacks in this match led all the watching teachers to nod repeatedly in approval, all of them thinking that he was good at timing his attacks, and had good instincts ¡ª a true natural-born fighter. When Coffin-face, who was intently watching Qi Long fight from the side, saw this, his expression became heavy, as if thinking of something. Seeing this, Smiley-face couldn¡¯t hold back his curiosity. "You noticed something?" "Just keep watching, if it really is what I think it is ... Yun Ye, maybe, I¡¯ve hit the jackpot." Coffin-face¡¯s eyes, which were originally as calm as still water, were actually shining with an unusual light; it was clear to see just how turbulent his emotions were. Smiley-face understood his good friend very well, and knew that his friend would not talk about things he wasn¡¯t sure of, and so he did not continue to question, but instead turned to put his full attention on watching Qi Long and Li Yingjie¡¯s match. Perhaps he would be able to see something, for Smiley-face knew very well who his good friend was excited about. Although Li Yingjie was so cocky and arrogant that he invited dislike, it could not be denied that his abilities were really not bad and that he had really solid foundations. Even though he had been taken off guard by Qi Long¡¯s fierce attack right out of the gate, it wasn¡¯t long before he gradually managed to hold his ground. Although he was still more on the passive side, he still managed to find several opportunities to fight back. This performance of his also gained the acknowledgement of quite a number of the teachers in attendance. Of course, this was not to say that Li Yingjie had turned the tables around and was fighting Qi Long on even ground. Truth was that Qi Long still had the advantage; it was pretty much impossible for Li Yingjie to wrest control back within 100 moves. Li Yingjie also understood that this situation was bad for him, and as this was also the first time he was disadvantaged in a fight, he couldn¡¯t help but be a little anxious and impatient. Since he had first entered the Central Scout Academy, his father had already told him that the first ranking tournament was very important. Its importance did not lie in the treatment one would receive after having their ranking confirmed, but rather in its function as a test to highlight the cream of the crop, so that the most exceptional students could receive the cultivation of the most exceptional instructors under the Initiate Program, which was unique to the Central Scout Academy. However, very few children would have the chance to experience it, for the Initiate Program was extremely covert, and its education system was on a one-on-one basis ¡ª other than the children who had been selected to participate in the program, the majority of children would never get to know of its existence. Of course, with regards to some of the older elite families, those upper-ranking individuals with power and authority, this secret was no secret at all. Thus, they would remind their children to pay special attention to the first ranking tournament, which was how Li Yingjie knew of this as well. Frankly, the Central Scout Academy was also aware of this ¡¯leak¡¯, so the concealment of this program was actually only targeted at themoners. However, the academy was not at all concerned, because those children who emerged with great potential and exceptional abilities were typically all from these elite families and high-ranking upper ss. After all, these people possessed excellent gics, so the quality of their descendants was guaranteed to a certain extent. Although Li Yingjie was a little irritable and impatient, under the solid foundational teachings of the Li family, he still managed to hold himself back, exchanging up to 100 moves with Qi Long. He had originally thought that the situation would slowly get better, but after 100 moves, he found that his passive state in the match was still unchanged. At that moment, his heart started to be agitated, and the way he fought became more and more impatient. Seeing this, Smiley-face lifted an eyebrow and said, "Tai, looks like the oue is set." Coffin-face nodded. "Crew cut boy¡¯s opponent¡¯s patience iscking. This is a good chance, but whether or not he can take hold of it, still depends on what the crew cut boy¡¯s going to do." If it really was as he thought, the boy could not lose ... Li Yingjie decided that he could not afford to continue dragging things out with Qi Long ¡ª he needed to regain the initiative and quickly end this match and advance. Only then could he get the opportunity to train under the strongest instructor. Just bying to that mental decision, Li Yingjie¡¯s entire aura changed. His initial bit of impatience disappeared in a split second and a cold air started emanating from his entire body. The students in the audience may not have been able to sense this sort of change in aura, but the eyes of the watching teachers all turned serious. Smiley-face and Coffin-face were not excluded, especially Coffin-face, who surreptitiously prepared a Federation coin in his hand, just in case. At this moment, Qi Long seemed to have sensed the difference in Li Yingjie, but did not stop attacking with his hands and legs, instead increasing the intensity of his attacks. Coffin-face¡¯s eyes were coldly focused, and his expression became even grimmer. Could it be that Qi Long had sensed the danger and so was attacking with all his might? Li Yingjie parried attack after attack as he systematically retreated one foot after another. Meanwhile, his gaze became exceptionally cool and analytical, and there was even a trace of not too subtle killing intent. No matter how berserk Qi Long was, his attacks would always have a moment of pause, and Li Yingjie was just waiting for that moment. He wanted to defeat Qi Long in one strike, so he needed to put enough distance between them, otherwise he would be too busy handling Qi Long¡¯s relentless attacks to even unleash his trump card. That¡¯s right, Li Yingjie was so confident because he still had a powerful trump card. His father had cautioned him not to use this trump card frivolously, because this was a killing art of the Li family, and was one of the truebat arts that had been passed down the Li family over thousands of years. There was enough distance now ¡ª Li Yingjie finally got into the stance of the Li family¡¯s sure-kill technique ... When Coffin-face saw this, his expression changed subtly. His fingers flipped, and the coin held in his palm was now poised between his index finger and his middle finger. If Qi Long charged forwards to attack, he would immediatelyunch the coin to send Qi Long flying out of his opponent¡¯s attack range. Just when everyone thought that Qi Long would continue rushing forwards to attack Li Yingjie, Qi Long did something which stunned all the spectators. As if suddenly sensing something, Qi Long, who had been preparing to attack, frowned and actually stopped moving forwards. Not only that, he also retreated swiftly, putting a considerable distance between him and Li Yingjie. When Qi Long stopped once more, his pose had already changed from its original attack stance to a defensive stance, expression cautious, seemingly very concerned about Li Yingjie¡¯s change. Seeing this, Coffin-face¡¯s emotionless face suddenly became animated. Retrieving the coin between his fingers to envelop it once more in his palm, he muttered to himself, "That¡¯s right, this is it, this is it." "Tai, what exactly is it ?" After watching for so long, Smiley-face found that he was still clueless, and so couldn¡¯t resist opening his mouth to ask again. "Don¡¯t rush, Yun Ye, once the results are out, I¡¯ll exin." Right then, Coffin-face just had no thought to spare for exining things to his good friend. His spirited eyes were fixed squarely on Qi Long, a deep yearning in his gaze. Initially, he had only wanted to take on Qi Long as an initiate disciple because of Smiley-face, but now, he truly wanted to do so from the bottom of his heart. The spectating Han Jijyun¡¯s expression also became grim ¡ª although he couldn¡¯t sense it as urately as the instructors, he could still tell that something wasn¡¯t right with the change in Li Yingjie¡¯s aura. Along with Li Yingjie¡¯s strange pose, Han Jijyun knew that this was going to be trouble. The clever Han Jijyun deduced instantly that Li Yingjie must have brought out his deeply hidden trump card, for this somewhat fear-inducing pose had not been seen in any of his previous matches. At that moment, Han Jijyun couldn¡¯t help but muse to himself ¡ª no wonder the top of the rankings had been monopolized by the old elite families for many years; their roots were indeed deep. It should be noted that for them, who were from middle-ss families within a militaristic system, being able to learn a high-level military basic art was already considered extraordinarily lucky. But for those old elite families, they had more than one set of this sort ofbat arts, and the types were varied, some even including real hereditarybat arts, such as the case of the Li family. Just like that, Qi Long and Li Yingjie faced off, and this time, Qi Long disyed his rare patience, holding back instead of charging forwards recklessly to attack. Li Yingjie couldn¡¯t help but swear internally ¡ª why was this Qi Long so d*mn lucky?! Right now, the stance he was holding was the Li family¡¯s strongest defensive counterattack move. As long as Qi Longunched an attack, he could instantly take advantage of the opponent¡¯s fatal weakness during his attack, and achieve a one-hit-kill effect. Unfortunately, Qi Long suddenly refused to attack ... Li Yingjie did consider that perhaps Qi Long had seen through his stance, but the moment this notion popped up, it was ruthlessly quashed by him. His father had said before that all opponents who saw the Li family deathbat arts were dead ¡ª Qi Long definitely couldn¡¯t know what he was thinking. In the end, the one who lost in terms of patience was still Li Yingjie. Li Yingjie decided not to wait any longer because this one killing move wasn¡¯t all he had; he still had many killing moves which required him to take the initiative. So, Li Yingjie changed his stance. He rushed towards Qi Long, reaching Qi Long¡¯s side in a sh, and two fingers of his left hand headed straight for Qi Long¡¯s right arm, while his right hand syed open vertically like a de ... Seeing this, Qi Long was startled, and then without even thinking about it, his right fist hurtled toward the other¡¯s left fingers. In Coffin-face¡¯s low hanging right hand, that little coin once again appeared between his fingers. Another "bam!" of bodily impact, and two figures were sent flying in separate directions. Then there was a loud "Ah!", which was quickly followed by two bodies violently crashing onto the ground. Bothbatants had been unable to withstand the force behind the other¡¯s blow and had crashed heavily to the ground. One of the figures smashed onto the floor of the arena stage, continued to roll over and then bounced off the edge, directly tumbling off the stage to fall below the arena. Meanwhile, the other person smashed onto the stage as well, and actually made deep scratches on the arena floor as he slid towards the edge of the arena. Just as it looked like he would fall off the stage, that person swung out his left hand in a w and resolutely struck out with all his might at the arena floor. His fingers sunk into the ground with a resounding noise, but even so, score marks roughly 3 centimetres long were left on the surface of the arena floor. However, because of this force, the person managed to halt his falling body, and then with a somersault, he was once again standing firmly on the edge of the stage, clearly telling everyone that he was the winner of this match. The referee teacher stood at the edge of the arena, nced down at the figure lying below the stage, and then looked at the student who was already standing securely beside him. His expression was incredulous. Looks like the first grade ss-A was really going to riot. "I dere, the winner of the advancement fight is ¡ª¡ª Qi Long!" Chapter 86: Sixth Sense? Chapter 86: Sixth Sense? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Following this deration, Li Yingjie, who was below the stage, stood up with a face full of shock as if he could not conceive that this would be the oue. "How ¡ª you knew that was my only weak point?" Seeing Qi Long preparing to walk off the stage, Li Yingjie couldn¡¯t help but call out. It was the greatest killing move, but it also had the greatest weakness. An average person would never choose to fight in a way where both parties would take damage, not when there were other options avable, but Qi Long had chosen to attack that spot out of all spots ¡ª this was something he just could notprehend. Qi Long scratched his head, and thought hard for a while before replying, "I didn¡¯t know. It¡¯s just my instincts were telling me that it should be that way, and so my fist went there." Of course, he didn¡¯t say that he had once almost lost his life under a simr move made by Ling Lan. He had asked Ling Lan then whether there was a way to break the move, and Ling Lan, guilty at identally injuring Qi Long just then, had deconstructed the move for him, as well as taught him that the spot which looked the strongest was most often the weakest in moves like this. In choosing to dodge it, you would fall right into the opponent¡¯s trap. However, when fighting, Qi Long didn¡¯t have the chance to think that much. He only remembered one point ¡ª the more dangerous it was, the more he should not dodge. Thus, even as he nked out, he decided to listen to his heart and attacked the spot it pointed out as attackable. Reality proved that his heart had not lied to him. However, Qi Long¡¯s answer made Li Yingjie¡¯s face flush red. He felt that this answer was an excuse Qi Long had thought up because he was unwilling to tell him the real reason. At that moment, a swell of rage crested in his heart, and he hated the fact that he couldn¡¯t rip apart the hateful Qi Long before his eyes. However, a trace of worry rose in his heart at the same time. He wondered if the Li family top-secret killing moves had been leaked ¡ª if that was really the case, it would be a devastating blow to the Li family. Mind you, for the Li family to be so firmly rooted in the Federation, with a lineage spanning thousands of years, arge part of it could be credited to this set of highly lethalbat arts. Li Yingjie decided that once the ranking battles were over, he must immediately ry this news to his father so that he could investigate and find out who was it that had betrayed the Li family ... It wasn¡¯t just Li Yingjie who didn¡¯t believe Qi Long¡¯s words, for even the other spectators were sceptical. Of course, as Qi Long sworn brother, Han Jijyun knew that Qi Long was really speaking the truth, because he knew very well just how powerful Qi Long¡¯s animal instinct was. There was still one more person who believed Qi Long¡¯s words ¡ª the quietly observing Coffin-face. The matter-of-fact look on his face only made Smiley-face, who was standing beside him, even more confused. He was just about to question the other, when Coffin-face suddenly tugged at his clothes, signalling for him to walk away with him. After answering Li Yingjie, Qi Long then slowly walked off the stage towards the waiting Han Jijyun. Before he could call out a greeting, he saw two youths dressed in instructor apparel, with a clearly militaristic air about them, walking towards him from the corner of his eye, and couldn¡¯t help but stop in surprise. The tall man with a cold expression started by saying, "You there, student. Excuse me, how should I address you?" At this moment, several instructors who had been thinking of taking action saw the two men¡¯s approach, and abruptly stopped their steps with bitter smiles on their faces. They knew then that things were just not fated to be with that boy who was so wild inbat ¡ª they wouldn¡¯t dare to fight over an initiate disciple with those two tough customers. Qi Long was a little puzzled, unsure why the man hade up to him, but he still answered politely, "Hello Teacher, I¡¯m called Qi Long." Han Jijyun sensed someone behind him and quickly turned his head around to look. When he saw who it was, his expression tightened, and he immediately bent low in a bow, saying respectfully, "Good day, Teachers." Seeing Qi Long still standing with a bewildered face, he hurriedly nudged him, signalling for him to follow his example. Although Qi Long was a little lost, unsure why Han Jijyun wanted him to be so respectful to the other party, he would never go against Han Jijyun¡¯s will in small matters like this, and so Qi Long mimicked Han Jijyun and gave a respectful bow as well. Coffin-face and Smiley-face exchanged a look, and Smiley-face took a closer look at Han Jijyun, a trace of interest in his eyes. This little fellow wasn¡¯t simple at all, actually managing to sense something within that split second ... The two men indicated for Qi Long and Han Jijyun to follow them, so Han Jijyun decisively tugged on Qi Long, pulling him along behind the teachers. Although Qi Long really wanted to go see Ling Lan¡¯s match, he still eded to Han Jijyun¡¯s decision, and together they came to a secluded corner in thebat hall. Smiley-face took a look around, and only after confirming that there was no one within range to hear their conversation, did he nod to Coffin-face to proceed. "Qi Long, I would like to take you on as my initiate disciple, are you willing?" Coffin-face¡¯s expression was as frigid as usual, not at all concerned that his cold demeanour would scare away this student he had his eye on. "Initiate disciple?!" Qi Long was at first taken aback, but then he recalled something and came to an abrupt realisation. Seeing this, Coffin-face let out an internal breath of relief ¡ª looks like this child already knew of this secret, so he wouldn¡¯t have to waste words exining. This sort of exining task was what he feared the most. Han Jijyun nced at Qi Long with a face full of envy. About the matter of initiate disciples, his own father had already informed him about it when he had been epted into the academy. This was also why he had been so respectful back when the teachers had approached Qi Long; he had figured it out instantly. "Of course I¡¯m willing." Bing an initiate disciple was not like bing an instructor¡¯s official disciple ¡ª there were no responsibilities associated with it on the student¡¯s end, only benefits. Of course Qi Long would not turn down this opportunity to be strong quickly which had fallen into hisp with no strings attached. Without even having to think about it, he agreed. However, Qi Long was not someone who would forget his friends. He pulled Han Jijyun closer to his side and said, "This is my good friend, called Han Jijyun, IQ 260, definitely smarter than me. Teacher, could you also ept him as an initiate disciple?" Hearing this, Han Jijyun¡¯s face paled dramatically and he hurried to stop him, yelling, "Qi Long!" Many children would be disliked and discarded by a teacher because of greed, and lose the chance to be an initiate disciple in the end. Seeing Qi Long so reckless, Han Jijyun was so anxious that his forehead was beaded with sweat. In his heart, he was ming Qi Long ¡ª why did he have to be so wilful? Didn¡¯t he know this was his chance to be strong quickly? Seeing Han Jijyun so anxious for Qi Long, while Qi Long remained determined to obtain this privilege for his good friend, Smiley-face¡¯s smile deepened, and even the lines on Coffin-face¡¯s face gentled noticeably. The two of them shared a nce, and then Smiley-face looked once more at Han Jijyun to say, "Han Jijyun, if you¡¯re not against it, then be my initiate disciple." In awed surprise, Han Jijyun raised his head to say, "Can I?" Smiley-face was all smiles as he nodded, and Han Jijyun said emotionally, "Thank you Teacher, I¡¯m willing, I¡¯m willing." Seeing this result, Qi Long grinned widely in satisfaction. But Coffin-face frowned slightly as he said, "Didn¡¯t you have your eye on the other boy?" Taking on one more disciple meant that he would have to expend double the effort ¡ª Coffin-face didn¡¯t wish for Smiley-face to be too tired. Smiley-face remained smiling as he said, "Taking on one more is no big deal. We¡¯ll have plenty of time thising year ahead." That said, he removed two t and rectangr copper tes from his pocket, both of which had an orchid blossom carved on it, and handed them to Han Jijyun, saying, "One¡¯s for you, while the other is for the other initiate disciple I¡¯ve got my eye on. He should also be one of yourpanions, hm, that boy who was fighting with Qi Long in the morning." Hearing this, Qi Long and Han Jijyun looked at each other in pleasant surprise, and said in unison, "Luo Lang." Smiley-face smiled and said, "Should be him." Han Jijyun did not hesitate, immediately contacting Luo Lang through hismunicator, throwing down a brief ¡¯get here¡¯, and hanging up before Luo Lang could answer. Luo Lang, who had been in the midst of watching Ling Lan and Wu Jiong¡¯s match, came over, utterly confused. When Smiley-face repeated his intentions to take him on as an initiate disciple, Luo Lang likewise agreed without any hesitation, directly taking one of the copper tes from Han Jijyun¡¯s hands. This was a token representing the teacher¡¯smitment ¡ª it could not be lost. Meanwhile, Qi Long had received a silver dor, but the image on it was that of a pine tree, hardy and strong, tasteful in its simplicity. Having gained satisfactory initiate disciples, Coffin-face and Smiley-face no longer had any thought of remaining in thebat hall. Bidding farewell to Qi Long and the others, they left thebat hall after arranging a time and ce for training. On the road, Smiley-face finally asked the question he had held back for so long. "Tai, what exactly does that Qi Long have to cause you to be so excited, to even bring out that token which represents an official disciple?" "If I had the authority to ept true disciples, I¡¯d even be willing to give a gold dor," said Coffin-face seriously. "That boy Qi Long, if I¡¯m not mistaken, has awakened the sixth sense." Coffin-face¡¯s words shocked Smiley-face. "How can that be? Even we have only just touched on the edges of the sixth sense." "Perhaps, this is an innate talent he was born with." Coffin-face could only exin it this way. The sixth sense was a miraculous ability, allowing one to sense danger and opportunity instinctually. Right now, the Federation already knew how to rely on extremely cruel torments to force trainees to gain this ability, but of course, the sess rate was exceedingly low. Only those with resolute personalities who had been through countless battles could have the chance to obtain this, as they called it, ability from the realm of the gods. For instance, he and Smiley-face were part of the few lucky ones. This was also the first time he had seen it in a child ¡ª that unpolished natural ability was even stronger than that which they¡¯ve obtained through external forces ... perhaps this was their chance to cultivate an ultimate warrior for their sect. Coffin-face had already decided that he would train Qi Long well; he would not allow such an extraordinary talent to be lost within the masses. He also considered that if he couldn¡¯t teach Qi Long well enough, then he would entrust Qi Long to his honourable teacher for mentoring. If Instructor Number One from the learning space were here, his face would be filled with disdain upon hearing what Coffin-face had said. This was no ¡¯sixth sense¡¯. It was, in fact, an awakened sensory talent ¡ª proper name ¡¯Perception¡¯, otherwise known as ¡¯Animal Instinct¡¯ ¡ª and was one of the lower-average level talents. From this, we can see that the technology and its apanyingbat cultivation systems of the current world and the Mandora star system were light years apart,pletely not of the same level. Meanwhile, after collecting their thoughts and feelings, Qi Long, Han Jijyun, and Luo Lang hurried back to Ling Lan¡¯sbat arena to watch her match. Ling Lan¡¯s match was theplete opposite of Qi Long¡¯s, no intensity in sight. The twobatants were battling it out in terms of patience, both sides testing the other. Ling Lan knew very well where her problemy ¡ª killing people was no problem; even if ten more Wu Jiong appeared, she would be able to KO 1 them easily. However, to win without harming her opponent, or even just lightly wounding her opponent, was a great challenge for Ling Lan. After all, all the moves she had mastered were ultimate killing moves; the moves that she could take out for a formal match were just too limited. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Haha, flirting with the edges of the top 10. Nice. Whether we get up there or not, thank you all very much for the votes, and for reading andmenting. Some of yourments really make my day. :3 Here¡¯s one extra chapter for the week. Have a great weekend, y¡¯all. Chapter 87: A New Upset Record Chapter 87: A New Upset Record Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Of course, Ling Lan could also choose to fight by just reacting to the opponent¡¯s moves ¡ª however the opponent chose to fight, that¡¯d be how she¡¯d break the move. Unfortunately, Wu Jiong was unwilling to y along with this n of hers. In other words, Wu Jiong was determined not to take the initiative and attack but wanted Ling Lan to start attacking. As such, Ling Lan was currently having a headache. This was also why Qi Long¡¯s side had already exchanged over a hundred moves, but here on Ling Lan¡¯s end, only ten or so tentative moves had been exchanged. In other words, a majority of the time was wasted by the two fighters just circling each other. However, whatever Ling Lan mayck, patience wasn¡¯t one of them. Even Instructor Number One had mentioned before that Ling Lan¡¯s patience was of an abnormal level, except when she herself did not wish to tolerate something. It could be predicted that this stalemate of theirs where they continued to circle around each other would continue indefinitely. This caused many of the spectating students to lose their patience, leaving in droves, while a majority of the teachers also shifted their gazes from Ling Lan to observe the situation at some of the other arenas. Within the mindspace, Little Four had also be increasingly agitated at the current endless circling. "Boss, aren¡¯t you dizzy at all?" They¡¯ve already circled for around fifty to sixty circles, right? "I¡¯m fine. No dizziness at all." Ling Lan replied, self-mockingly. She was rather helpless to do anything about the current situation. It should be noted that during several of her attacks, she had intentionally exposed some small openings, but unfortunately, Wu Jiong¡¯s patience and self-discipline were both excellent, actually managing to resist the temptation to attack. "Boss, just KO him directly," urged Little Four. His boss could obviously finish this with just the tip of a finger, why did she have to make things soplicated? Little Four really didn¡¯t understand what Ling Lan was worrying about. KO directly? If only it were that easy. Ling Lan threw an angry re at Little Four, telling him to stop making this sort of useless suggestion. Ling Lan¡¯s distrust made Little Four very angry. His little cheeks immediately puffed up in anger, and his lips were puckered tightly in a deep pout. Huffily, he said, "Boss, why do you need to fight at his pace? Won¡¯t you be able to hit him if you just move faster?" Little Four knew Ling Lan¡¯s abilities very well ¡ª her attack speed could go even higher, so if she just raised it by a notch, this detestable punk before her would definitely be unable to dodge. Ling Lan was stunned for a moment, but then started chuckling wryly. She found that she had really wedged herself into a box ¡ª why did she have to target the opponent¡¯s weakness to attack? True, she possessed the ability to see the opponent¡¯s weakness with one look, allowing her to find the opponent¡¯s fatal weakness in the moment of the other¡¯s attack to defeat them. But that¡¯s not all she possessed. She still had her own strength, speed, and reflexes that were superior to the average person¡¯s. It was entirely possible for her to rely on these other things to steamroll her opponent ... this was the true disy of strength. "Little Four, you¡¯re really my good little brother. Thanks!" Ling Lan, who had resolved her dilemma, bestowed a wide smile upon Little Four, warm like the sun in winter, so warm that Little Four¡¯s little heart began pounding wildly, as he basked in this warmth that made people never want to leave. Little Four felt as if his entire being was suffused with warmth ¡ª his puffed up little cheeks deted, and the corner of his lips twitched upwards involuntarily. Her problem solved, Ling Lan did not hesitate to go out at full speed, and with a quick stomp of her feet, she used the force of the spring to dash towards Wu Jiong on the opposite side. At the same time, her fisted right hand punched out fiercely at the opponent. Wu Jiong was startled by this series of actions, but it was just a momentarypse. He quickly raised up both his hands into a blocking stance, preparing himself to block this powerful hit of Ling Lan¡¯s. Internally, Wu Jiong was very surprised and confused, because this attack sequence had already been used by Ling Lan at the start of the match, and he had blocked it perfectly then. An attack method that had already proven to be useless ... why did Ling Lan want to use it again? Wu Jiong couldn¡¯t figure it out, but he very quickly found out why. The same block, the same stance, the same speed ... expecting that he would be able to block it perfectly the same way, Wu Jiong was shocked to find that the fist heading straight for him suddenly ¡ª just when it was about 30 centimetres from his face ¡ª disappeared. Yes, the fist that had clearly been right in front of his eyes a moment ago, vanished from sight just like that. Absurdity! What in the world happened? Even as his mind struggled toprehend what had happened, Wu Jiong knew that he was in trouble. The thought had barely surfaced in his mind when he felt his left shoulder being struck by a heavy force. This force sent his body flying backwards uncontrobly, where he then started falling rapidly towards the ground. "Not good, I¡¯m hit!" The intense pain radiating from his left shoulder made Wu Jiong suck in a cold breath, however, he did not give up. Holding back the pain, he forced himself to twist in mid-air, discharging the force with a somersault tond firmly on the floor. He pressed his right hand to his left shoulder, swiftly checking on his injury. "Okay, it¡¯s just a muscle injury!" Wu Jiong was relieved. The force behind Ling Lan¡¯s blow hadn¡¯t been too strong, just inflicting a light surface wound, which wouldn¡¯t affect him in his following fights. However, Wu Jiong only had time to rejoice for a moment ¡ª right after he confirmed that he had only received a light wound, Ling Lan¡¯s next attack had arrived. "This time, I must be able to see the attack!" Wu Jiong was not convinced by thatst strike. He thought that his miss was because he had let down his guard a little; after all, he had managed to defend perfectly against that attack several times in the ten moves or so before it. He did not believe that he would make the same mistake again this time with his full focus engaged. But reality stunned Wu Jiong ¡ª this time, he not only did not see Ling Lan¡¯s attack movement, even Ling Lan himself disappeared from his sight. He saw it well ¡ª at about a distance of 3 metres away from him, Ling Lan¡¯s entire body suddenly disappeared. Goddammit, could it be that Ling Lan could also turn invisible? Wu Jiong couldn¡¯t help but curse internally. Of course, he knew this was impossible, and the reality was that Ling Lan¡¯s speed was too fast for his eyes to keep up with. Was this really possible? The few students who were still watching Ling Lan and Wu Jiong¡¯s match couldn¡¯t help but also yell out in shock at this time. Because, just like with Wu Jiong, Ling Lan had disappeared from their view. Of course, they could see much better ¡ª the split second after Ling Lan disappeared, he reappeared right in front of Wu Jiong, but because he was in a crouch, Wu Jiong did not see Ling Lan below him. Qi Long was so excited that his entire body was trembling. He clutched at Han Jijyun¡¯s hand and said, "Heavens, Boss has be stronger again. This speed ... it¡¯s just too goddamn cool." Hearing this, Luo Lang could only nod vigorously beside him. Both his eyes were trained on the match, unwilling to be distracted, afraid that he would miss an even more spectacr motion. "Be stronger again?" Han Jijyun was the only one who was doubtful. Ling Lan¡¯s performance didn¡¯t seem like he had suddenly be stronger, but was more like his strength had been unsealed. With a "Pow!", Wu Jiong once again flew through the air with a muffled grunt. "Ling Lan!" Everyone couldn¡¯t help but shout, for the crouching Ling Lan had directly thrown an upper kick to send the unprepared Wu Jiong straight up into the sky. The explosive strength from the legs was much stronger than strength from the arms, and this time, Wu Jiong was hit on his right shoulder. This time, it was no longer just a surface injury ¡ª after the initial sharp pain, Wu Jiong could only feel an expanse of numbness in his right shoulder; he could not feel his entire right arm anymore. Cold sweat broke out over his entire body. What was the condition of his right shoulder? Had his bones been shattered by the kick? Although the Federation had developed regenerative healing fluid, which could speed up the recovery process of wounds, shattered bones were not so easily fixed. An injury like that in the wrong ce could affect him for life. This kick of Ling Lan had looked fierce, but she had actually controlled her strength so that she would not cause longsting damage to Wu Jiong. Although she couldn¡¯t be certain that there wouldn¡¯t be any fractures in the bones, there would definitely be no serious injury such as breaks or shattering of the bones. "Pow! Pow! Pow!" Ling Lan¡¯s attack didn¡¯t stop there. Three consecutive meetings between fist and flesh ¡ª the airborne Ling Lan no longer gave Wu Jiong any chance of retaliating, directly striking him out of the arena perimeters to fall below the stage. Then, shended firmly on the arena stage, gaze impassive as she waited for the referee¡¯s final deration. Perhaps Ling Lan¡¯s attack speed had been too quick, or perhaps Ling Lan and Wu Jiong had dithered for too long in the early stages of the fight ¡ª whatever the case, the referee teacher responsible for the match actually froze in shock for a full 30 seconds. The scene was still and silent. No one dared to say a word in the face of Ling Lan¡¯s ferocity. His performance before and after were just too different that everyone was in disbelief. Just before, the twobatants were still circling each other endlessly, and now, within the blink of an eye, the oue was determined? That second-rank was so easily KO-ed? Was Ling Lan just ying around all this while? Everyone was speechless, unsure how they were supposed to face Ling Lan after this. They bemoaned in their hearts ¡ª why did such an aberrant existence like Ling Lan have to appear in their grade this year? He was so strong that they could not even imagine defeating him anymore. The teacher suddenly woke up and hurried to dere, "This match, Ling Lan advances. Congrattions to Ling Lan for entering the finals!" The referee teacher¡¯s deration caused Qi Long and the other two to cheer. And then, scattered apuse could be heard until the entire arena was filled with the sound of apuse. Even some of the upper grade seniors watching the match were also pping. Ling Lan was just too strong. After a brief bout of despondency, the first grade children were all convinced by Ling Lan¡¯s strength ¡ª the ideology of ¡¯survival of the fittest¡¯ made them acknowledge Ling Lan¡¯s supremacy. The apuse from the upper grade seniors wasn¡¯t out of acknowledgement for Ling Lan, but more in admiration of Ling Lan¡¯s sess in achieving an upset. The probability for a lower-ranking student to win all this way and advance into the finals was actually very, very low, and though it wasn¡¯t unheard of in the history of the scout academy, such urrences were fewer than few. But this year, people were shocked. Because two people managed to achieve upsets at the same time to advance into the finals. Undoubtedly, both Ling Lan and Qi Long had established a new record, a new history, at the Central Scout Academy. ******** In the dean¡¯s office, two people were currently observing the match. "Old Xu, what do you think?" Smiling, the dean pointed at the cool-faced Ling Lan left standing on the stage. "Not bad, Ling Xiao truly has a worthy sessor now." The man called Old Xu was dressed in a trim military uniform, and the stars on his shoulders and the insignia on his chest told the world that he was a lieutenant general. Lieutenant General Xu asked pressingly, "Have you arranged an initiate teacher for the child? If you don¡¯t have a suitable candidate, I can arrange something." Chapter 88: Ling Xiaos Legacy? Chapter 88: Ling Xiao¡¯s Legacy? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr With a half-smile, the dean looked at Lieutenant General Xu. The teasing glint in his good friend¡¯s eyes caused Lieutenant General Xu¡¯s face to burn slightly, and he said embarrassedly, "Aren¡¯t I just concerned about Ling Xiao¡¯s child? So much that I¡¯ve forgotten this is your territory ... how could you not have made arrangements? I¡¯ve worried for nothing." "Being concerned for Ling Xiao¡¯s child is a good thing. How about this, why don¡¯t you pass me the thing that Ling Xiao left in your care?" The dean¡¯s smile was even deeper than before. Lieutenant General Xu didn¡¯t even have to think about it, refusing immediately. "No way. The item that Ling Xiao left with me before he was deployed may very well be the secret behind his ascension to god-ss operator. It belongs to the Federation, and to our military." The dean¡¯s smile disappeared. "Ling Xiao left me a message that that item is to be left for his child. Old Xu, don¡¯t cross the line. Ling Xiao sacrificed his life for the Federation ¡ª we cannot wrong him, and wrong his child." Lieutenant General Xu¡¯s expression turned a little ugly, and he said heavily, "That¡¯s why I¡¯ve been spending so much effort to protect this child, even raising his secrecy level, and finally sending him into your care. Besides, not giving him Ling Xiao¡¯s relic is also for his own safety. The legacy of a god-ss operator ... is something everyone would go crazy over. That child would not be able to protect it." "Xu Tingzhu! You godd*mn bastard!" The dean mmed his hands on the desk and stood up, no longer able to maintain hisposure. "Ye Yifan, calm down." Lieutenant General Xu red back just as fiercely. Over this matter, every time they met, they would leave on bad terms. "Calm down? I am already calm enough, tolerating you for six years. Right now is the time when this child needs guidance for initiation, and which instructor could be better than a god-ss operator? That is Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy!" said the dean seriously. "This is the right of Ling Xiao¡¯s son. He has the right to inherit everything of his father¡¯s." "I did not say that I wouldn¡¯t let the child inherit. Once we have deciphered it, we will reproduce a copy for him. He will still be able to obtain everything of Ling Xiao¡¯s." Lieutenant General Xu was very angry at his old friend¡¯s misunderstanding. He wasn¡¯t nning to rob Ling Lan of his rights, but only wished that Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy could be circted around the military, perhaps even bing standardized. It could be imagined how impactful that would be ¡ª the Federation¡¯sbat power would certainly get a swift boost, perhaps even bing a terrifying force powerful enough to be a deterrent for the bordering enemy nations. It should be known that Ling Xiao had been the youngest god-ss operator of the Federation who had advanced the fastest. The dean said mockingly, "It¡¯s been six years. Has your military department cracked any bit of it?" Lieutenant General Xu was silent. After 10 seconds, he replied solemnly, "I believe that, after another few years, we will definitely be able to decode it and obtain Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy." "Stop lying to yourself. You all have no idea what to do with that thing." Although the dean was just the dean of the Central Scout Academy, that didn¡¯t mean he was ignorant of all the news and secrets of the internal military. Having the truth thrown into his face by his old friend, Lieutenant General Xu¡¯s expression was a little awkward. The dean pretended not to notice Lieutenant General Xu¡¯s awkwardness and continued to say, "This proves that some activation condition must have been set on that thing by Ling Xiao. Perhaps only his sessor can activate it." Lieutenant General smiled bitterly at these words. In truth, he also knew that it was highly probable that that was the case, but he just couldn¡¯t let it go and wanted to try for a little longer. "I¡¯m also doing this for the future of the Federation. If we could just decrypt that thing, even if it doesn¡¯t result in another god-ss operator for the Federation, it could still help the Federation cultivate a countless number of high-level operators. If our luck is a bit better, even imperial operators are possible." The dean¡¯s tone gentled. "That¡¯s why, I have given you six years. If you all had cracked it, I would make a copy for Ling Lan, and consider Ling Xiao¡¯s will done. However, you all still have not cracked it, and Ling Xiao¡¯s child has now officially entered this academy. At the start of the next six months, he will have the right to enter the virtual world and ept initiate instruction. I have to pass on Ling Xiao¡¯s relic to that child so that he is not held back." Lieutenant General Xu was still nomittal. "Passing it on to that child, how far can he go? None of the children of a god-ss operator have been able to break past their limits to be a high-level operator. Even if we use agents to heavily cultivate them, advancement to ace operator level has already been considered a grand feat. But if the item remains with the military, once it¡¯s decrypted, there will be countless aces, even imperials! Old Ye, no matter how you look at it, it¡¯s more beneficial in my hands, just give me a little more time, alright?" With effort, the dean held back the rage within his chest, and said, "This is all based on the assumption that you all will be able to crack it. What if you all cannot crack it within your lifetimes? Or perhaps Ling Xiao has set it so that if it¡¯s not his sessor, it¡¯s impossible to obtain his legacy? Forcefully trying to crack it might trigger it to self-erase via formatting; that way, we won¡¯t be able to get anything at all. Not just that, we would also have caused Ling Xiao¡¯s child to lose out on obtaining his legacy. We cannot be that selfish." Lieutenant General Xu was a very tenacious person. Once he had decided on something, he typically would not change his mind easily. Even if everything the dean said was true, he still didn¡¯t want to ept the dean¡¯s words. The dean felt rather helpless. He also understood his good friend¡¯s personality ¡ª more susceptible to persuasion than coercion ¡ª so he thought of apromise. He said, "Old Xu, let¡¯s try a different method. Since your military department hasn¡¯t been able to crack it so far, then let¡¯s put it in the virtual world of the Central Scout Academy. We can allow all the children free ess to it, and let the children challenge it. Perhaps then, we might be able to obtain some unexpected rewards. You should know, the way children think is very imaginative and unrestrained,pletely beyond what we adults can do. "Also, hiding this thing among all the other open missions ¡ª I believe no one would imagine that this would be Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy. Even if Ling Xiao¡¯s child really obtains the legacy, there shouldn¡¯t be any danger." Hiding in in sight, was it? Lieutenant General Xu considered the n, weighing the potential costs and benefits. Seeing that Lieutenant General Xu was a little persuaded, the dean decided to add more fuel to the fire. He patted Lieutenant General Xu¡¯s shoulder and said, "Old Xu, don¡¯t forget, these children are truly the future of the Federation. No matter who obtains Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy, our Federation will have everything to gain and nothing to lose." Lieutenant General Xu was finally convinced, but he put forward a request, "That item has to remain under our monitoring." This way, no matter who obtained the legacy, they would be able to receive the inheritor¡¯s information immediately, so that they would be able to seek him out to get him to divulge the contents of the legacy, giving the Federation the means to be stronger. The dean thought for a moment, and then agreed, but suggested that before anyone managed to crack it, the monitoring staff may not have private contact with the world outside the academy. In other words, before there was any change, they would have to stay put within the academy as instructors and wash their hands of any messy and improper conduct. Lieutenant General Xu agreed to that in turn. After all, when their monitoring staff entered the Central Scout Academy, it was only reasonable to y by their host¡¯s rules. The two of them agreed on a time to transfer Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy, and then Lieutenant General Xu bid farewell and left. Seeing Lieutenant General Xu get onto a mecha and leave, the dean exhaled a shallow breath, and said softly, "Ling Xiao my boy, this is all I can do. Whether or not he can obtain your legacy will be all up to your son now." ******** Ling Lan, who had just ended her match, could not know that in the dean¡¯s office just a few kilometres away, for the sake of her rights, two old men had gone through a spirited debate. Some parts of it were evenden with the stench of gunpowder 1 , but the dean had managed to win her the chance to obtain the legacy in the end. Ling Lan got off the arena stage and was immediately surrounded by Qi Long and the other two. Qi Long in fact had just pounced, but was kicked away by the conservative Ling Lan. She was still a virgin maiden, okay? How could she just let any man hug her so easily? As Wu Jiong¡¯s injury was a little severe, he had to lie down in a recovery healing pod for a length of time, so the 3rd and 4th rank determination battle would be dyed by half an hour. Meanwhile, Ling Lan and Qi Long¡¯s match would be held after Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie¡¯s match. Ling Lan¡¯s group of four was just about to go to the side to rest when, after taking just a few steps, Ling Lan felt that familiar tyrannical suctioning from the learning space. D*mmit, here we go again. Cold sweat poured from Ling Lan¡¯s forehead as she fought desperately against that suction force. Right now, she was a little confused ¡ª why would this awareness-sucking phenomenon of the learning space appear randomly in the light of day? Previously, it had always only happened when she was about to go to bed at night. Ling Lan knew she couldn¡¯t hold on for too long, so she tugged on Qi Long¡¯s arm and said, "Qi Long, I¡¯m not feeling so well. Quick, help me to a recovery pod." Due to her strong resistance against the suction, Ling Lan¡¯s face was extremely pale, causing Qi Long and the others to be very worried. Han Jijyun indicated for Qi Long to hurry up and help Ling Lan to the recovery pods, and asked concernedly, "Boss Lan, has the eleration you did earlier caused damage to your body?" Ling Lan was just cracking her head trying to think of an excuse for her strange condition when Han Jijyun unexpectedly delivered up this perfect excuse to her. She nodded and said, "Yes, that eleration movement draws on the body¡¯s energy, which is why I don¡¯t use it normally. But as long as the draw isn¡¯t too much, there isn¡¯t really a problem. I just need to lie down in a recovery pod for a while to recover." Ling Lan¡¯s reply reassured Qi Long and the others. Qi Long abruptly thought of something most important, and quickly opened his mouth to ask, "Then, for the match with meter, can you make it in time, Boss?" Ling Lan smiled wryly. She herself had no clue how long those few instructors within the learning space would hold her for this time ¡ª it might just be for a few minutes, but it could also be for a day, or even for several days and nights. Unable to say for certain, Ling Lan could only say ambiguously, "This depends on how much energy I have used up this time. If it¡¯s just a bit, then I¡¯ll be fine after a few minutes, but if it¡¯s more, I may not be able to make it to the final match." Ling Lan¡¯s words made Qi Long dete instantly. He had really been looking forward to fighting a great match with Boss Ling Lan. Seeing this, Ling Lan said sternly, "Qi Long, regardless of what happens, you must persevere. You must not make our grade one ss-A lose face." Hearing this, Qi Long was taken aback, unsure what Ling Lan was talking about. Han Jijyun understood however, and seeing Qi Long¡¯s face perplexed face, he hurried to exin, "Boss Lan means that if, in the end, you are the one to represent grade one ss-A to challenge the upper grades, you must not disgrace our ss-A." Qi Long understood then, and he nodded solemnly to show that he understood. "Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m like a roachie 2 that can¡¯t be killed!" Although Qi Long wasn¡¯t sure what the ¡¯roachie¡¯ Ling Lan had mentioned before meant, he really liked how it was described as impossible to beat to death, thinking that the description fit him very well. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help butugh, though of course she kept her reason forughing to herself. However, she hadn¡¯tughed for long before her face paled even more. The force trying to suck Ling Lan¡¯s awareness into the learning space was gradually increasing in intensity, and Ling Lan almost didn¡¯t manage to resist it, almost fainting right then. Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s face bing even paler, Qi Long and the others no longer dared to talk to Ling Lan and affect him even more. Soon, they had rushed to the recovery pods which had been supplied by thebat hall for the students. Luo Lang hurriedly opened one of the recovery pods, and Qi Long and Han Jijyun supported Ling Lan to lie down in it. Ling Lan only had enough time to say a breathy ¡¯thanks¡¯, and then she could no longer resist the yet stronger pull and fainted on the spot. Qi Long saw Ling Lan close his eyes and enter a deep sleep, and then they slowly closed the recovery pod. Seeing the healing fluid envelop Ling Lan, their faces were writ with worry, but for now, all they could do was watch over him. There was nothing they could do to help Ling Lan but wait for him to recover. They only hoped that this time would go by faster. However, in the end, Ling Lan did not wake up in time, and so was absent for the final match. This was equal to a loss by forfeit. Qi Long became the grade one ss-A 1st-rank, and also received the right to challenge the upper grade ss-A top rank. This was the cross-grade challenge tournament that all the students were excited about. The cross-grade challenge tournament would begin tomorrow. Within thebat hall, there would be only one arena. The lowest grade would keep challenging upwards until he lost. Of course, he could also keep winning until he reached the final match, sessfully iming the peak to be the true scout academy number 1. Still, all the children of grade one ss-A knew that Ling Lan was the true top rank, the undisputed king of grade one ss-A. On this point, even Qi Long himself had no doubts. Chapter 89: The Mysterious Murals! Chapter 89: The Mysterious Murals! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr When Ling Lan, who had had her consciousness forcefully extracted, opened her eyes once more, she found that she wasn¡¯t in any particr instructor¡¯s training space, nor was she in the main hall of the learning space where Little Four was at. Instead, she was in an extremely dark and gloomy tunnel. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but frown. She wasn¡¯t a stranger to tunnels in the mind-space ¡ª once, one of Instructor Number Five¡¯s twisted experiments had been held in this sort of setting. Of course, that experience definitely could not be called pleasant, so Ling Lan was not a big fan of this sort of surroundings. Still, Ling Lan was also very clear on the fact that whether she liked it or not, she would have to stay put here. The learning space had never put anything up for negotiation. Ling Lan waited for a good long while, but no instructor presented themselves. The furrow of her brows deepened ¡ª what exactly was going on? "Hello, is anybody there? Instructor Number One? Instructor Number Five? Instructor Number Nine?" yelled out Ling Lan. She did not want to waste time here on this sort of endless waiting. Remember, on the outside, Qi Long was still waiting to fight a match with her, and she really didn¡¯t want to be a no-show. The only response Ling Lan received was a gradually fading echo from the tunnel; there was no human response. After some thought, Ling Lan raised her hand to rub at her forehead and said with a helpless tone, "Little Four, stop ying,e out now." She thought that this could be a prank by Little Four, but unfortunately, silence was still the only response Ling Lan received. And so Ling Lan was stumped. Could it be that she had guessed wrongly? Ling Lan¡¯s brows were scrunched up tightly as her gaze swept over her surroundings in hopes of being able to find some clue ¡ª if this was a test, the learning space would definitely provide some sort of hint. The lighting in the tunnel wasn¡¯t very good ¡ª she could only see for a distance of about 10 metres. All around her was a thick darkness, just like a ck hole capable of devouring everything, so still and quiet that she felt suffocated. Ling Lan took several slow steps forwards, and it suddenly got even darker. Ling Lan squinted her eyes, trying to get her eyes adapted quicker to the meagre light that was almost darkness. Ling Lan thought that it would be dark all along the tunnel, but unexpectedly, it got subtly brighter right in front of her as she shuffled along, and then she found that two metres ahead, on the wall on her right-hand side, there was a small tform jutting out, with a small oilmp sitting on it. Themp was emitting a feeble light, lighting up the area around it for several metres. "How stingy. Couldn¡¯t they have put out a bigger one? A brighter one?" Ling Lan was a bit disgruntled. As a girl, she really hated the dark. Ling Lan¡¯s grumbles had just faded when her face went ck in surprise. She had noticed that she was surrounded by thick darkness once again, not a trace of light visible. "Seems like, this tunnel has a curve to it." Only that could exin why her sight could be obscured, preventing her from seeing the light of the next oilmp. Ling Lan continued to move forwards. When she once again entered the ce where the light was the darkest, she saw something from the corner of her eye which made her let out an involuntary cry of surprise. She felt as if the wall at that section was not the same as what she saw earlier ¡ª an even t sheet ¡ª but instead had highs and lows as if marked with something. Could it be that the wall contained some secret? Or perhaps the information of the test? Ling Lan felt a surge of excitement. She quickly retreated back to where the oilmp was, and with a leap through the air, she plucked down the oilmp from its tform. "Looks like there was a reason for setting out oilmps that can be removed. I actually overlooked that. Luckily my sight is amazing, letting me see things that most people can¡¯t, so I didn¡¯t miss it in the end." Even as Ling Lan congratted herself, she became even more cautious. She had sensed that the test set by the learning space this time was not easy ¡ª no instructions from the instructors, and also no hints from the system. She even suspected that, if she hadn¡¯t discovered the key point hidden on the walls, she might very well have gone around in never-ending circles in the tunnel, until she managed to find it ¡ª or perhaps, if she never managed to find it, she would be here until she died ... Ling Lan shook her head vigorously, telling herself to stop scaring herself. She lifted the oilmp and continued onwards with a hand on the wall. Finally, the uneven section of wall she had noticed revealed itself before her ... it turned out to be a realistic lifelike mural. Ling Lan lifted the oilmp high, and rays of light shone over the mural to disy it in its entirety before her eyes. And then, Ling Lan felt a rush of killing intent assault her senses, making her draw in a cold breath. On the mural, corpses littered a wild in. Their bodies were broken and battered, and on those corpses whose faces were still distinguishable, one expression was vividly portrayed ¡ª¡ª terror, a profound terror born from extreme despair. And in the centre of this in piled with corpses, a person stood tall. He was looking at everything surrounding him with a smile on his face, as if in admiration, but also as if he were enjoying thisvish feast of bloody carnage before his eyes. At the same time, gripped in his hands, was the head of an infant still in its swaddling clothes. His fingers had already sunk into the infant¡¯s flesh, causing countless rivulets of fresh blood to flow down and obscure the infant¡¯s face ... Ling Lan felt a chill prate her heart. She could clearly sense the emotions of the ruthless killer in the image. There was no frenzy, nor was there any distortion in his rationality ¡ª instead, there was a sort of extreme calm. He was thoroughly enjoying all of this ¡ª killing people was just another game ¡ª there was no semnce of humanity within him. Could this person still be considered human? Ling Lan held back her difort and continued to walk. After another 10 metres or so, another mural appeared. It waspletely different from the previous one. This time, the image was packed with a horde of live people. They were prostrated on the ground, with quite a few of them looking up towards somewhere high above. Although the expressions on their nted faces were all different, there was one point they all had inmon ¡ª their eyes were all filled with a zealous reverence. And their focus was at the highest point of the mural. A human being, fashioned like a deity, was holding onto a staff, smiling benevolently down at all of his believers at his feet. Unsure why, Ling Lan, who should have felt warmed and calmed by this picture, again felt a chill run through her. She couldn¡¯t help but feel that that deity¡¯s smile carried a type of mockery and contempt; as if within his eyes, all he saw were a multitude of ants. Ling Lan¡¯s brows drew even closer together. What were these murals trying to tell her? Ling Lan knew that the learning space would not give out useless images. If there was no meaning to them, the two walls of the tunnel would be smooth and unblemished, not to mention how concealed the murals were. Ling Lan was not someone to think herself into knots. Since she couldn¡¯t figure it out now, then she would just continue moving onwards to find the answer. Subsequently, more murals appeared one after another, bringing Ling Lan through demonic realms, fantasy dreamscapes, spiritual nes, and also bestial wildernesses ... all kinds of strange and fascinating worlds presented themselves before Ling Lan one by one. Even as Ling Lan was awed and stunned by all of them, her confusion grew ¡ª what exactly were all these seemingly unrted murals driving at? Just like that, Ling Lan skimmed over all these murals one by one. After approximately half an hour, when the countless murals were starting to make Ling Lan¡¯s eyes cross and head spin, yet another new mural appeared. This time, Ling Lan found her steps stopping as she eximed loudly in surprise because this mural waspletely different from any of the others she had seen previously. It was not depicting the story of any gods or demons, but chronicled the life of a regr human being. Indeed, it was a long mural split into six panels, and though the images on the six panels were different, they all featured the same protagonist. In the first panel, he had a confident smile on his face, and his eyes danced with excitement. Carrying his own weapon, a bastard sword, slung over his back, he walked out of his own world. In the picture, behind the protagonist was a golden paddy field ¡ª it was harvest season, a peaceful refuge. In the second panel, he came to a world buffeted by foul winds and bloody rain. He saw hell on earth, as a group of bandits raped and piged a random vige. Young and filled with a sense of righteousness, he was enraged, drawing out the bastard sword from behind his back to sh with the bandits. The story was picked up closely in the third panel. At his back, countless youths followed his lead, lifting all kinds of weapons to fight back, finally killing every single one of the bandits. And then, since the vige had already been destroyed, the survivors all willingly decided to apany him on his travels. In the fourth panel, the group helped many other people who needed simr help. They lifted their weapons to defend themselves and to defend others, and here, the people gathered around the protagonist had increased. In the fifth panel, two different camps of people were warring with each other. The protagonist was standing in the middle of one of the camps, his bastard sword lifted high above him, pointed at the enemy as he shouted to attack. Countless warriors followed his lead into battle, courageously charging at the enemy. In the final panel, he had ascended the dragon¡¯s throne which represented the right to rule. He was smiling, while the warriors who had followed him faithfully by his side had their arms raised high as they cheered. Joy and excitement were written all over their faces, for they had managed to defeat all the enemies that had threatened them, and established the utopia they had dreamed of ... "Achieving sess and establishing a legacy?" Ling Lan wondered at this strange turn ¡ª after all, the previous murals had all depicted stories of spirituality, gods and demons ¡ª it was a bit hard to take this suddenne-shift into a record of the struggles of a human. Ling Lan only paused for a moment; when she finished looking over the entire mural, she chose to continue moving forwards. She had only taken a few steps when she abruptly stopped, and as if thinking of something, she quickly backtracked to return to that image on the first panel. In short order, she skipped to the sixth panel, and then Ling Lan¡¯s initially calm face turned grim in an instant. "Is this image trying to tell me ... about the corruption of a human heart? Gaining power, but losing one¡¯s true self in the process? Is it worth it or is it not worth it? Or perhaps there is yet some other deeper meaning?" Ling Lan¡¯s brows became even more tightly furrowed. The smile of the protagonist in the first panel was sincere and enthusiastic, and very warm. But by the sixth panel, the same smile had already be fake and superficial, even cold. Ling Lan stared closely at the protagonist¡¯s smile on the sixth panel, and the more she stared the more strange and unsettled she felt. Perhaps Ling Lan had stared too long, for she felt as if the smile on the protagonist¡¯s face was growing wider and wider, and at the same time, the chill emanating from the depths of his eyes seemed to be ever more palpable. It got to the point where Ling Lan could vaguely sense a surge of killing intent. Ling Lan¡¯s heart skipped a beat ¡ª but just as she thought to jump away from the mural, she found that her body could no longer move. F*ck! What in the world was happening? Why couldn¡¯t she move? Right then, Ling Lan noticed that, within the mural, an odd streak of ck had appeared on the protagonist¡¯s originally grey-white eyes, and was rapidly expanding to epass the entire mural. Soon, the mural had be a terrifying vortex of swirling darkness, and unsurprisingly, the immobilised Ling Lan was directly sucked into it. Chapter 90: Evolution Mission! Chapter 90: Evolution Mission! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Ling Lan could only feel herself tumbling and being tugged every which way within the ck vortex, and then she was swiftly sucked into a bottomless ck hole. She felt as if she was travelling through the ck hole ¡ª perhaps it was for only one second, or perhaps a long time had passed, like maybe an hour, or even a day. Ling Lan¡¯s awareness became somewhat dulled and just as she was nking out, light shed before her eyes, and she was spat out from the ck vortex. Ling Lan felt herself falling rapidly. At this time, Ling Lan could see that she had arrived at an unknown small valley and was now hurtling down towards a small grassy hillside. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know if this patch of grass was potentially dangerous, so she took in a deep breath, and using her developed core strength, she swept her right foot down several times, sending several strong gusts of wind flying down towards the grass. These winds thoroughly ruffled the grass below, sending the wild hares hiding within scattering in fright, with even several ground rodents among them. The possibility of there being a hidden swamp or traps ¡ª none! The possibility of concealed venomous insects and other dangerous pests ¡ª infinitely close to zero! In that split second, Ling Lan determined that the spot she was about tond on was safe, and so she freely allowed her body to fall. Still, she remained cautious, for Ling Lan knew that in an unknown world, there would also be unknown dangers. Afternding safely, Ling Lan carefully observed the surroundings of hernding point. Seeing that there really was no danger, only then did she take the time to take a closer look at the beautiful valley before her. The view in the valley was breathtaking. On the distant hillsides, countless trees grew ¡ª a patch of gold here, a patch of vibrant red there, and verdant greens were everywhere. At the foot of the hills, the thick grass was interspersed with wild flowers in a variety of colours, swaying gracefully in the wind. There was also a small brook that weaved among the flowering meadow, concealed by the surroundings in some parts while clearly disyed in others. Like this, it had a sort of bashful beauty, a somewhat elusive quality about it. But nearer to her side, the brook suddenly widened considerably, bing a small river which was neither too deep nor too shallow, and there were even some palm-sized fish frolicking within it. On the river bank, clusters of multi-coloured wild flowers were scattered across the ground, and as the river water flowed over cobblestones of varying hues, the beauty of the flowers entwined with the radiance of the shimmering water, the splendour of each enhancing the other. Just like that, her eyes were treated to an idyllic portrait of a fairy-talend, giving Ling Lan the mistaken impression that she had returned to the Earth of her previous life ... Although back then she had only seen such beautiful scenery online, she still remembered how enchanting those images were. Now, in this current world, it was already impossible to see this sort of beautiful natural scenery. The more advanced technology was, the more damage was done to the environment. Even though the Federation now had countless inhabitables which resembled Earth, it was impossible to find scenery as beautiful as that which had once existed on Earth. By the brook there was also a small footpath, meandering off into the distance in two directions. This proved that this valley was not uninhabited, otherwise there would not be such a path. Seeing this, Ling Lan was undoubtedly d, because this meant that she would be able to find out quickly where she was, or perhaps find out what she was supposed to do next. Although Ling Lan¡¯s entry method this time was rather strange, she had already determined that she must have entered one of the specially designated missions of the learning space. Only when shepleted the mission would she be able to return once more to the great hall of the learning space, or perhaps to one of the instructors¡¯ training spaces. In fact, Ling Lan was very suspicious. This hint-less setup, where one had to rely solely on one¡¯s own ability in a wild goose chase, was very much like something the insane Instructor Number Five would cook up. Only he would do such an irresponsible thing ¡ª throwing her into the mission realm without any notice. If it were Number One or Number Nine, they would definitely meet up with her first to give her some guidelines. Of course, this was all just Ling Lan¡¯s spection and could not be confirmed. She would have to first finish this mission and return before she could find out for sure. So, the first thing Ling Lan needed to do was find out what her mission was this time, otherwise she wouldn¡¯t be able to take the next step. This was currently Ling Lan¡¯s biggest problem. It wasn¡¯t like before, when the instructors would exin the mission, or when the system would announce the parameters. This time, it was clear that she had to rely on her own investigation and judgement. Were those murals a hint for part of the mission? For some reason, Ling Lan just could not put those murals out of her mind ¡ª there was just something about them that made her think that they were a key point, but in what way exactly, Ling Lan just could not say. Since she couldn¡¯t glean anything from the murals right now, she would just look for some new clues in this ce first. Her mind made up, Ling Lan started moving. She first looked at the direction of the river flow, and then started walking along the footpath, heading in the direction of the source of the brook. Ling Lan really liked to start from the beginning. That way, she believed that regardless of whether she wanted to search or to solve a problem, the order would be systematic, and it wouldn¡¯t be as easy to miss anything. Just like that, Ling Lan slowly followed the path to wind up those little slopes. She ascended step by step, and after about 30 minutes, when Ling Lan turned a corner along the footpath, she saw arge mountain in the near distance. At a nce, she could see that the path would end abruptly before that mountain. This way should be a dead end! If she wanted to save time, Ling Lan should just turn back now, and search for clues in the other direction. Brows furrowed, Ling Lan looked towards the mountain, considering whether she should just turn back here. "Ling Lan, you must remember, there is no such thing as ¡¯almost¡¯ in the study of physical skills, and there are definitely no shortcuts. Through hard training, knowing means mastering everything ¡ª if not everything is mastered then it means you do not know. There are only these two categories, no other." Instructor Number Nine¡¯s clear voice suddenly rang out in Ling Lan¡¯s mind in recollection. Back then, when she was still learning the foundational physical skills, Instructor Number Nine had asked her whether she knew them yet. Being cautious, Ling Lan had replied by saying that she ¡¯almost¡¯ knew them. This answer caused Instructor Number Nine to give her a good long lecture, warning her that she should make sure everything she does is really at 100% before thinking of her next step. 100% confirmation, is it? Ling Lan scratched her head and released a quiet sigh, giving up on the notion of heading back. There shouldn¡¯t be a time limit for this mission. In that case, she might as well run to the end and see. Ling Lan knew that if she didn¡¯t take the effort to make sure, she would not be at ease. Ling Lan continued onwards towards the towering mountain, and after approximately half an hour, Ling Lan finally arrived at the base of the mountain. This mountain had a curve to it, curving inwards and causing an oval plot of t ground to appear before it. On the plot ofnd were many trees of varying heights and sizes. Some of the trees were iparably thick, having already grown here for who knows how many centuries, perhaps even millenniums. Meanwhile, it had only taken one nce for Ling Lan¡¯s eyes to light up, because she had noticed an almost imperceptibly small path winding into the forest. This was all thanks to Number One who had previously made her stay in a primordial deep forest for several months, leading her to learn how to find those very well-hidden yet safe paths, no matter if they were created by wild beasts or herself. The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up into a smile. So it was true that 100% confirmation was needed for anything, otherwise too many chances would have easily slipped by unnoticed. With a light heart, Ling Lan stepped into the woods. Following that concealed pathway, she walked past this short 30 metres of forestednd, and what met her sight was a tiny fissure, so small that it could have been missed, right at the bottom section of the mountain. This fissure was so thin and narrow that it would have been unnoticeable from a distance. Even at a closer distance, without going through those tall, imposing trees blocking her line of sight, it would have been impossible to see it. A strand of sky 1 , was it? It truly was extremely concealed ¡ª the trick with the line of sight, along with the trap of habitual thinking, would easily cause most people to overlook it. Ling Lan herself had almost given up halfway through, but luckily she had remembered Instructor Number Nine¡¯s teachings, which had made her persist in her efforts. Ling Lan¡¯s felt a stirring of emotion; perhaps the hint she needed would be inside this ce? Or perhaps the answer? Ling Lan slowly approached the fissure. Sure enough, it was a strand of sky ¡ª the fissure would only allow a person of average build to pass through it. If someone a little plumper would like to go through, they would probably have to make some special preparations before they could do so. Of course, for Ling Lan, there was no problem at all. Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual appearance was currently that of a six year old child. At the very beginning when Ling Lan had first entered the learning space, Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual self had yet to mergepletely with her current body, so her spiritual avatar had looked like her old self from the previous world for a period of time. But after that, as she grew older and the mergepleted sessfully, Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual avatar had slowly matched up with her outer appearance, so she now looked exactly the same inside the learning space as she did in the outside world. Ling Lan sessfully went through the strand of sky, and unexpectedly, there was another valley within the valley. The first thing she saw was argeke ¡ª it was likely that thiske was the source of the little stream she had followed along the way here, while the water source for theke must be the snow melting from the surrounding mountains reaching up to the sky. Ling Lan skirted the edges of theke, which was emitting wisps of cold air, and continued following the path. After walking for another two to three minutes, an expanse of glinting gold came into view, causing Ling Lan to squint involuntarily. This was arge paddy field, which could be described as stretching as far as the eye could see. When the wind of the valley swept by, a golden wave would roll through the field. Right now was the harvest season of the valley, and Ling Lan had the sudden urge to rush into the fields and gather up all that bountiful grain ... Erm, themoner mentality of her previous world was acting up again, influencing her thoughts and emotions. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but chuckle at herself. Just as Ling Lan was about to continue moving on, a thought shed through her mind. She recalled the mural that had caused her to be sucked into the ck hole ¡ª in the first panel of that mural, wasn¡¯t there a paddy field just like this? Could it be that she was now within the world on that mural? This was actually highly probable! Since she had been sucked in by that mural, then it would makeplete sense for her to have entered its world. If this deduction was correct, Ling Lan would have to think ¡ª what exactly did the learning space want her to do by sending her into this world? Thinking back on the protagonist¡¯s smile in that first panel and in the final panel, about how the two smiles appeared so simr yet conveyed such different meaning, Ling Lan felt as if she were on the edge of an epiphany. Did her mission have something to do with those smiles? Ling Lan had just thought of this when a mechanical voice rang out from the skies of the valley above her, "Congrattions, you have identified the vital clue. Now assigning the learning space¡¯s exclusive mission ¡ª seek out your correct evolution pathway!" Chapter 91: Test or Choice? Chapter 91: Test or Choice? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Right after the announcement by the system, arge ck vortex appeared once more before Ling Lan and sucked her in without any fanfare. F*ck, again?! Ling Lan was speechless; couldn¡¯t the learning space be a little more gentle? However, having experienced it once, Ling Lan was no longer as flustered this time. It was still impossible to pin down a sense of time, but when a brightness shed before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, she knew that she was about to be disgorged. Sure enough, just like the first time, she was spat out into the air, but this time Ling Lan was ready for it. Shended on her feet in an absolutely elegant pose; Ling Lan decisively gave an internal cheer for her own outstanding performance. Of course, the check beforending was still necessary, for Ling Lan had not forgotten the sly ways of the learning space ... yep, it was definitely sly to the extreme. Ling Lan, who had fallen for its traps more than once at the beginning, had by now already learned the basic instinct of maintaining her vignce at all times. The spot where Ling Lan hadnded on was a deste hillside. Thepletely exposed yellow soil no longer contained any of the flourishingly beautiful vigour of life of the mountain valley, but was all dried and yellow cracked earth, with hardly any of the greenery which represented life. At a nce, there was only bleakness and destion, and even an almost suffocating sense of despair. Even more frighteningly, a weathered old road weaving through thend was already stained with a sheet of red, the way littered with corpses. Not too far from Ling Lan, some frightened people were running in desperation, while a group of frenzied men chased them from behind with swords and knives in hand. Ling Lan could see that this was definitely the scene from the second panel. Only now, the protagonist from the image was missing, while Ling Lan herself had been added. Was this a test? Were they looking to see what choice she would make? To be an emissary of justice, or to remain as a cold-hearted observer? Taking joy in helping others was a good thing ¡ª Ling Lan felt that this was the basics of being a good person. However, there was a prerequisite to this. Before helping, she had to consider whether she had the ability to help, and also whether the other was someone worthy of her help. For instance, these people before her right now, those folks running away ¡ª were they worth her help? Also, how strong were those people carrying weapons? Were they good or bad? Ling Lan, who was standing high up at the top of the slope, looked down at the bloody scene below with a cold expression, as if she could see none of the loss of life going on. Why? Why did those people just think of running, and did not even try to fight back? Ling Lan¡¯s emotions were a little conflicted, somewhat sympathetic and filled with hate for the attackers, yet also a little disappointed with the victims. In fact, those people running away were not much fewer in numbers than those chasing them ¡ª if they had really wanted to fight back, the situation wasn¡¯t entirely hopeless. Ling Lan looked at the person right at the front of those escaping, and saw that the person¡¯s eyes were filled with a desire to live so intense that it had turned into a fervour which cared nothing for the costs incurred in its pursuit. And abruptly, Ling Lan felt as if she understood. When faced with a situation where their life hangs in the bnce, humans would reflexively choose the path which they feel is the safest and most dependable. Like right now, in this sort of desperate situation, as long as he could run just a little faster than the other people, the man would be able to escape from the range of the ughter, which meant that he had the hope of surviving ... This was basic human instinct, a deeply concealed inner ugliness. It was a demon that would be released in this sort of desperate times. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help butugh, the soundced with mockery. Wasn¡¯t this just another version of survival of the fittest? Unfortunately ... Ling Lan¡¯s gaze turned to those killers giving chase. The contempt and cruel joy in their eyes were unmistakable. All this just proved that no matter how hard the people tried to run, it was useless. All of those people trying to escape would not be able to outrun the killers¡¯ des. The killers were just whetting their appetite for the kill by first ying a game of cat-and-mouse, enjoying the spectacle of ants disying the baseness of their humanity. Ling Lan suddenly thought of the invasion of Japanese troops into China in her previous world. The Kwantung Army of a mere twenty thousand men had actually managed to conquer the entire Northeast China. This result was undoubtedly ludicrous ¡ª just the total poption within those provinces was enough to tten the Kwantung Army several times over. So why had they been able to invade and take control so easily? Was there the same baseness of humanity at y then? Ling Lan shook her head andughed in spite of herself, and cast off all the stray thoughts in her mind. The current Ling Lan was only the Ling Lan of this life; the previous world did not concern her anymore. Just then, at the very back of the pack, an older man finally could not evade the swords any longer. He fell to the ground, but at the same time, he gave a strong shove to the young man who had been dragging him along all this time as they ran ... "Xiaolong, run quickly!" Knowing that he had no hopes of survival, the old man grabbed onto one of the chasing killers as they stepped over him. He held on with a death grip, and his face was filled with a savage sort of release. The young man who had been shoved forwards did not dare to stop, and could only keep running forwards with all his strength, tears streaming down his face. He could not let this chance gifted by his rtive go to waste. The old man was swiftly killed under the hacking of des, and one of the killers spat on his corpse as he pulled back his sword, and said scornfully, "Thinking to survive from our des? In his f*cking dreams." A dream, was it? Ling Lan¡¯s right hand surreptitiously slipped a sharp dagger from the side of her calf. She held the hilt in an inverted grip, with the end of the hilt between her thumb and index finger. Meanwhile, her left hand pulled out an extremely short tri-edge trench knife. She had decided that she would help these escapees ¡ª the actions of that old man before his death proved that they were not cowards; it was just that there was no one to spark their rage and courage. Perhaps Ling Lan¡¯s killing intent was too strong, for one of the killers who was in the midst of enjoying his ughter suddenly turned to look in Ling Lan¡¯s direction. Of course, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t nning to hide. Just like that, she stood high above and watched them, waiting for them to move. Those people saw that it was a just a child, and their faces filled with glee. After killing so many adults, they had gotten a little sick of it ... perhaps this pitiful little rabbit would bring them more satisfaction. The first killer pointed Ling Lan out to the men beside him and indicated for them to bring the child over. One of the men leapt out from the crowd and headed towards Ling Lan. Seeing this, Ling Lan suddenly turned and ran. This reaction was just too normal ¡ª when a child saw something or someone that frightened them, this was what they would do. This movement of Ling Lan¡¯s also drew the attention of the runners, and Ling Lan could then clearly hear several shocked cries, as well as several shrill voices urging her to run faster! So, even as their humanity was on the brink of crumbling, these people still retained a smidgen of care for the young? Humans, as expected, were extremelyplicated. Even though it was obvious that they couldn¡¯t even help themselves in this scenario, seeing an even weaker being in peril, they couldn¡¯t help but be concerned. However, the moment did not allow Ling Lan to ponder this any further. The killer who had split off from the group was already close, having run up the slope. "Little baby rabbit, stop running. Come quietly and follow your gramps back, so we can y together ..." The man¡¯s face was filled with excitement, and his tongue actually slipped out to lick at his lower lip. He was thinking of the ways he would torment this poor little wretch that seemed so pitiable, and was truly very pitiable. Originally, Ling Lan had decided to just kill the other here, because she had already drawn the opponent to a blind spot out of view of the other people, but when she heard this, she changed her mind. She decided not to do anything, and let the other capture her. Ling Lan wasn¡¯t going to let any of them go. She wanted to keep all of them right here. To do this, it wouldn¡¯t be easy. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know if the opponent had something that could transmit messages instantly. If she made a move, and the person had reflexes quick enough to send out information on her to the rest of his group, it wouldn¡¯t be good. It was true that Ling Lan wanted to help these people, but she also didn¡¯t want to bring trouble on herself. To avoid this, she would have to kill all the enemies here instantly. If these people were unprepared, she was confident that she could get them all in one go. But how could she make them lower their guard to let her draw close ... ? That had been Ling Lan¡¯s only problem, and now, with this, the problem was no longer a problem. Ling Lan screamed as she was grabbed by the other. She struggled desperately, but how could her tiny body escape the powerful grip of an adult man? The man cheerfully dragged Ling Lan back to his group. Behind him, the tri-edge knife in Ling Lan¡¯s left hand was already positioned over the other¡¯s heart ¡ª at any strange movement, her knife would be thrust without mercy into the other. "Chief, here¡¯s a cute little mouse." The beast holding onto Ling Lan threw her directly before his leader, where Ling Lan cowered and peered at them fearfully. Meanwhile, those people running away had also been surrounded by some of the other killers, who were herding them towards Ling Lan¡¯s direction. Sure enough, the killers had just been ying around with these poor people, giving them the false impression that they had any chance of survival. From the corner of her eyes, Ling Lan saw the despair on the ash-pale faces of the people being herded back at sword point. The opponents¡¯ sudden burst of speed let them know once and for all that they had never had any hope to begin with, and so, they gave up on themselves. Why did they have to give up? Were they not willing to even try? Failure and giving up were what Ling Lan hated the most. Your life was your own ¡ª even if it had to end, shouldn¡¯t it be of your own choice? "Doesn¡¯t look like someone from their vige. He really looks so fresh and lovely." The leader immediately noticed how different Ling Lan waspared to the others. His brows drew in slightly, and there was some doubt and suspicion in his eyes. Ling Lan¡¯s expression stayed unchanging ¡ª other than fright, there was just more fright ¡ª it perfectly encapsted how a six year old child would react when faced with strangers, when faced with danger ... Yup, thank you very much to Instructor Number Five, for teaching her all these random useless things ... now they were actually useful. "Perhaps it¡¯s a child from a merchant group. Didn¡¯t we just rob and kill a merchant group yesterday on the old road?" One of the men didn¡¯t think it was a problem. It was quite normal after all for some people to slip through while they were busy robbing. His subordinate¡¯s words cleared up the leader¡¯s concerns, though he really wasn¡¯t all that concerned to begin with, and had only been a little puzzled. After all, what harm could a five or six year old child do? Even if the child had a kitchen knife, it was a bigger worry whether the child would cut themselves. "True, true, then let us have some fun." The leader¡¯s words made the men around him burst out into raucousughter. Some of them were even itching to get started, eager to personally torment this pitiable little mouse. Wouldn¡¯t extreme terror look interesting on a child¡¯s face? Meanwhile, the other people who had been chased over to observe didn¡¯t dare to make a sound, afraid that if they made any noise, they would be the one to be tortured and killed instead. Of course, some of them even had the guilty thought that perhaps if this child could satisfy the perverse appetites of these demons, maybe they wouldn¡¯t be killed ... Ling Lan had not pinned any hopes on these people to begin with, but unexpectedly, someone within the group actually tried to beg for mercy on her behalf. "I beg you, please let him go. He¡¯s just a child ..." From the corner of her eyes, Ling Lan saw that the one who spoke was the young man who had been pushed by the old man. His face was full of entreaty, though of course, more despair ¡ª perhaps he too knew that speaking out was useless, but he had still chosen to open his mouth at a bid for that almost non-existent chance of hope. Chapter 92: Massacre In Progress! Chapter 92: Massacre In Progress! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Haha, punk, such pretty words ... then, would you like to die first in his ce?" The head stared at the young man in amusement. He was truly interested to see if there really was someone who would be willing to trade their life to save apletely unrted stranger. How could that be possible! Ling Lan knew very well that she herself would never do such a thing. She also didn¡¯t believe that there would be someone so saintly that they would willingly give their life for a stranger. However, the youth¡¯s reply stunned Ling Lan. For a moment, she even thought that she was experiencing an auditory hallucination. That young man had actually stated that he was willing to trade his life. F*ck! Darn learning space, couldn¡¯t it present a slightly more normal scenario? Ling Lan scorned it mentally, but it couldn¡¯t be denied that her heart had sped up for a beat at the moment she had heard this answer. Perhaps her heart also couldn¡¯t understand how an imbecile like this could exist in this dimension? "Haha, little mouse, looks like you have pretty great luck! Someone¡¯s actually willing to die in your ce." The head patted Ling Lan¡¯s face, and lifted his head to chortle, "Shouldn¡¯t you properly thank that big brother?" The young man¡¯s unexpected response had thoroughly amused the head, giving him a taste of something new. Of course, he was even dder to destroy and push these two people before him into the depths of despair. "Come, as thanks, you¡¯ll have to smile and watch as my subordinates slowly peel his skin off ..." The head savagely twisted Ling Lan¡¯s head to face the young man. Meanwhile, the young man had already been propped up by tworge men, while another, licking the polished knife in his hand, looked as if he was considering which part of the young man he should start cutting from. When the people being forced to kneel saw this scene, their faces filled with terror. Some of them were even filled with disbelief, unable toprehend why the young man would try to save a strange child, and even be willing to be subjected to such inhumane torture for the child¡¯s sake before his death. On the side of the killers, all of their attention were now on the young man. They had revelled in this sort of scenario all along ¡ª seeing the pain and despair of a person and listening to their wails before they died excited them. Even the head¡¯s attention was on the young man,pletely forgetting about Ling Lan within his grasp. This was a chance! With everyone¡¯s attention on the young man, Ling Lan knew that the best moment for her to strike had arrived. Ling Lan¡¯s head remained still, but her arms twisted and bent to an extremely bizarre degree, breaking past the physical limits of the human body. The dagger in her hand then swung down mercilessly at the head still holding onto her face. The head was guffawing as his subordinate slowly neared the young man, staring delightedly at the young man¡¯s desperate struggles. He was anticipating the scene when the young man would finally crumble, when he would scream and cry about how much he regretted his choice ... then suddenly, he felt a cold sh at his throat, and then the scene in front of him was spinning. He saw his subordinates, as they busied themselves making preparations to kill and maim those pitiful ants. He even saw the pitiable little mouse in his hands, who was strangely standing beside a very familiar body. But of course, most surprisingly, that body did not have a head ... Head? Familiar? Wasn¡¯t that his body? He was falling apart in his shock ¡ª what the hell had just happened? Ling Lan had seeded in one move, and without any hesitation, she broke the grip of the palm still holding onto her, and leapt at the few killers nearest to her. They still hadn¡¯t noticed that their head had been killed, and was currently happily watching as theirpanion threatened and tormented that self-sacrificing young man. In order not to attract the attention of those at the front, Ling Lan kept a tight control on her speed. She didn¡¯t move as fast as she could, but made sure to watch her shadow, and moved with a stealthy silence. Several times she flickered, and another few people had their throats callously shed by Ling Lan¡¯s dagger. As blood gushed violently from their gaping throats, their mouths were muffled tightly by Ling Lan as they died. They did not have any chance to sound a warning, to tell theirpanions that a death god was approaching from their backs. Frankly, Ling Lan¡¯s throat-shing technique was a learning space exclusive method ¡ª when she had cut the lifeline in their throats, she had also cut off their ability to speak. However, just to make sure there were no mistakes, Ling Lan still decided to cover their mouths. The young man who was facing Ling Lan was the only one who could see all this clearly. His eyes bulged, and his expression turned to one of stunned disbelief, and even his initially struggling body abruptly stilled. This strange reaction caused all the observing killers to pause in astonishment. Subconsciously, they prepared to turn and look, to see what exactly was going on behind them to elicit such a reaction from the young man, to the point that he would forget about his own imminent death ... What a dumb pig of a teammate! Ling Lan decisivelybelled the young man as ¡¯dumb¡¯. Luckily, he hadn¡¯t revealed any joy or excitement on his face, otherwise these killers would certainly have their guards up in a sh. Right now, they were just curious about what the young man had seen. Ling Lan knew there was no more time. She needed to eliminate all these killers before they figured out what was going on, or else they might be an even bigger problem. This time, Ling Lan no longer controlled herself; she unleashed every bit of her strength and speed. Like an ephemeral shadow, Ling Lan swept across the scene, the tri-edge trench knife and the dagger in her hands swiping interchangeably in a deadly dance. Everywhere she went, the unprepared killers found a weapon piercing one of their vital spots unerringly, sending countless blossoms of blood blooming into the air. Ling Lan¡¯s path was a straight line ¡ª while this wasn¡¯t a good path for killing enemies, it was the best path for the rescue. Although the enemies at the fringes of both sides may be able to escape, this would prevent the young man from being used as a hostage. As predicted, Ling Lan managed to stay one step ahead, killing the two men immobilising the young man before they could react. At the same time, she sent the young man behind her with a kick. There wasn¡¯t a single killer left there, so it was the safest ce. By this time, quite a few of the killers had finally gotten a hold of themselves. Ling Lan had originally been afraid that they would scatter and run, depriving her of the chance of killing them all, but unexpectedly, the men just raised up their weapons and charged at her with dreadful bellows. How nice! So the opponents were also dumb as pigs ¡ª this made both sides even then. Ling Lan did not give these people any chances. Within several blinks of an eye, all of the men had been eliminated. Meanwhile, there wasn¡¯t a single speck of blood on Ling Lan¡¯s body, other than the dust which had been thrown up into the air during the fight. On this deste in, countless corpses had been added once more, but this time, the bodies were those of the merciless killers. Ling Lan stood up straight and coolly stowed away her weapons. She looked down at the head¡¯s head on the floor, whose frozen features still held that crazed smile with a trace of fear, unimaginably creepy. Ling Lan nodded to herself, and mumbled under her breath, "As expected, after a head leaves the body, it doesn¡¯t die straight away. There¡¯s a dy of one to two seconds, or perhaps even longer ..." Ling Lan did not spare a look for those unsettled survivors, but prepared to leave. Ling Lan had just taken several steps forward when that young man shouted, "Wait!" Because the young man had been silly enough to try and trade his life for hers, Ling Lan decided to give him a chance. "Hm?" "Are you alone? If you have nowhere to go, why don¡¯t youe back with me to my vige?" The young man worked hard to squeeze out a smile ¡ª he had just been saved from the brink of death after all; even the calmest of people would be unable to keep their cool, not to mention that he wasn¡¯t a calm person to begin with. Was this the next hint of the mission? Ling Lan thought it over, and decided that she should go take a look at the vige. After all, right now, she waspletely clueless about this so-called evolution pathway and had no idea what she was supposed to do next anyway. Seeing Ling Lan nod, the young man was thrilled. And just like that, Ling Lan prepared to follow the young man back to his vige. Before they left, the people recovered some of the possessions they had had to discard while running, so everyone had arge bundle on their back as they prepared to set out. However, a majority of theirpanions were to remain here forever, never able to return. The survivors were unsure how they were supposed to face the rtives of those people who were eagerly awaiting their return. On the road, Ling Lan found out that these people were all from the same vige. Their excursion this time was to procure some necessities at a small town about 30 li 1 away. They had never expected such a terrible thing to happen. Ling Lan followed them as they made their way around a small hillside, and the destion was noticeably clearing up as they progressed, with more and more greenery bing visible. The young man told Ling Lan that their vige was built around a natural heaven-blessed spring, which was the site of the green lung of this wastnd, allowing all the people in their vige to survive in this aridnd. After traversing another distance of road, a green abundance of grass came into view. But when the young man turned excitedly to tell Ling Lan that they were about to arrive at the vige, Ling Lan¡¯s expression changed dramatically. She signalled for everyone to hide, while she quietly crept ahead. Luckily, this wasn¡¯t a boundless expanse of t grasnd, but was a hilly area with plenty of erratic ups and downs. Soon, Ling Lan had followed the curve of the mountain to arrive at the mouth of the vige. However, one look at the scene before her eyes and Ling Lan understood that the young man¡¯s vige was also facing the tragic oue of being massacred. On severalrge trees by the vige gates, a significant number of strapping young men were already bound and hung on the branches, some still alive. Meanwhile, around them, the elderly, the women, and the children were all tied together. They were kneeling on the ground and struggling desperately, crying and screaming as they tried to crawl closer to their loved ones. Laughing uproariously, the killers watching over them used their weapons to knock down anyone who tried to resist, and made them watch on helplessly as their sons, husbands, and fathers had their bowels cut open and their hearts torn out, dying before their very eyes. "Scumbags!" The rage in Ling Lan¡¯s heart red into a furious me. This scene had thoroughly crossed over the line of Ling Lan¡¯s ¡¯forbidden territory¡¯. If at the start Ling Lan could be said to be hesitant to intervene because she hated troublesome matters, right now, Ling Lan just really wanted to kill every single one of these scumbags that definitely could not be considered human anymore. However, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t someone who would let rage get to her head. She wasn¡¯t going to allow a moment of recklessness to cause her to fail to rescue these people and lose her life instead. Ling Lan still remembered that phrasal hint given by the system. An exclusive mission ... it was likely that she wasn¡¯t permitted to die in this mission. The moment she died, the mission would end, never to repeat. After dealing with the learning space for almost a full six years, Ling Lan was very familiar with the learning space¡¯s mission reward mechanism. The stranger and more unique the mission was, the more generous the reward. With regards to the exclusive mission, just based off the word ¡¯exclusive¡¯ alone, Ling Lan could confirm that the mission reward would definitely be generous to the point where she would regret it if she didn¡¯t manage to get it. Therefore, from the very beginning, Ling Lan had never even considered giving up. No matter how great the difficulty, she mustplete this mission. Chapter 93: The Resurrected Demon in the Heart! Chapter 93: The Resurrected Demon in the Heart! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan closely observed the situation, and found that there were only 17 men watching over the vigers. However, Ling Lan suspected that there were more men around than this group of killers, otherwise the hundred or so strong young men of the vige would not have been rounded up so easily. There were probably more killers within the vige proper. Killing off these 17 men was actually not that difficult, but the true difficultyy in how she could kill all of them before they could sound the alert and regroup. And like before, she needed to prevent a hostage situation from happening. After considering it for a moment, Ling Lan snuck back to where the young man and the others were hiding, and ryed what was happening at the vige entrance to them. Just as everyone was panicking, with some even suggesting that they should just abandon the vige and run, the young man once again offered a differing opinion. He felt that they should go back and save their rtives, otherwise their lives would be meaningless. The young man¡¯s tenacity and passion moved the others, so everyone ultimately decided to go to the vige entrance to try and rescue people. Of course, they were also well aware that everything was moot without Ling Lan¡¯s help ¡ª involuntarily, all of their gazes fell on Ling Lan, but only the young man¡¯s gaze was filled with apology. He had only invited the solitary Ling Lan to follow them out of good intentions, hoping that he could put down roots in their vige and stop having to wander. Never had he expected that he would cause Ling Lan to be dragged into danger once again. Ling Lan¡¯s original n was to coordinate with these people anyway, to draw away some of the guards from the vige entrance. So, she did not rebuff them, but instead presented them with a straightforward ount of her n. Perhaps everyone had things they wanted to protect at all costs, for although Ling Lan¡¯s n could very well cost them their lives, at that moment, not a single person backed down, or voiced any objection. With faces filled with determination, the vigers agreed to execute Ling Lan¡¯s n. Seeing these people whose mental states werepletely different from how they were initially, Ling Lan realised that humans, despite having countless faults, when ced in a situation where they had to protect something they just couldn¡¯t live without, their decisions may very likely astound. Take the situation right now for example, these people no longer disyed any of the selfishness they had at the start. Ling Lan led them to a hidden col 1 by the vige entrance, and then she sneakily dashed closer to the vige entrance to lie t on the ground. Luckily, Ling Lan was now a child with a small body, so even though there wasn¡¯t much cover near the vige entrance, a slightlyrger rock still managed to conceal most of Ling Lan¡¯s body. Once in position, Ling Lan turned to the col and gave the others the hand signal to begin. Those people abruptly stood up, lifted the wooden staffs and rocks they had found lying about, and rushed out of the col. "Bastards! I¡¯m gonna kill you all!" All of them shouted in unison. Themotion startled those men at the vige entrance, but when they saw the ragtag group with their makeshift weapons, they burst into wildughter. In fact, there even was some element of pleasant surprise in their reactions, gleeful that more prey had decided to serve themselves up for their amusement. In contrast, some of the women and elders tied up there started yelling in shock and terror, "Run away! Don¡¯te!" At this point, they considered their lives forfeit, so those who were still free should just stay away. Every saved life counted. Among the 17 people, there was a small head. He signalled for ten men from the group to go capture those suicidal people. Ling Lan calmly watched as the ten men passed by her side and rushed towards the col. Meanwhile, the group led by the young men faltered and started to pull back amidst the cries of their rtives, actually turning tail to run. These actions naturally made the ten men chasing after themugh even harder. As this was happening, the remaining seven men did not stop their killing games. The head let his subordinate pull out one of the women who had yelled for the others to run, but their chosen target was not the woman herself, but was the little girl child of three to four years of age clinging to her. Another two subordinates came out and savagely ripped the little girl away from her mother. They paid no heed to the little girl¡¯s terrified wails, tying her hands together securely, preparing to hang her on one of therge trees of the vige entrance. The tree that they chose was already filled with countless other murdered vigers. Seeing this, the woman went berserk. Without any hesitation, she lunged at the man holding her daughter ¡ª although her hands were tied behind her back, she still sunk her teeth into his wrist, trying to make him let go of her daughter. In order for her own daughter to have a chance of survival, she didn¡¯t care if she had to give up her life. The woman portrayed the selflessness of maternal love to the max, causing Ling Lan¡¯s heart to clench, aching in sympathy. This detestable learning space, why did it have to show her such a scene? Ling Lan almost lost her cool, almost wanting to just rush out and kill every single one of those scumbags right then and there. But Number Five¡¯s crazy torments had not been in vain ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s spirit wouldn¡¯t waver just because of this scene. Still, even so, both of Ling Lan¡¯s hands were clenched tightly over the weapons in her hands, almost as if she were going to crush them with her grip. The woman actually knew that what she was doing was useless ¡ª her daughter still wouldn¡¯t be able to escape death in the end. Still, she refused to give up, desperately holding onto her bite on the killer¡¯s wrist. Even though her head was being pummelled fiercely by the man, even though blood had already coated her entire face, even though she was likely to die in the very next second ... she did not let up from start till end. Because she knew that the moment she loosened her teeth, her daughter¡¯s life would really be lost. And she absolutely did not want to see her own daughter die right before her eyes. Seeing her mother being hit till her whole head was drenched with blood, the small little girl could only wail in shock and terror, "Mama, mama ..." That killer¡¯s awkward situation caused all the other men tough at him. There wasn¡¯t muchradery among them, so no one even thought ofing over to help him escape from the woman¡¯s savage bite. Even the head himself was guffawing. Seeing apanion make a fool of themselves was also part of their entertainment. Meanwhile, Ling Lan took the chance to slip behind them, finally baring her eager fangs. "I¡¯ve gotten sick of killing women, perhaps this little brat can excite me a little more." The head indicated for another subordinate to tie up the little girl. Just then, Ling Lan pounced, leaping towards the thug still beating on the little girl¡¯s mother. At the same time, she sent a pebble flying with a kick, aimed straight for the killer who was just about to hang the little girl up. A muffled whump, and the head of the killer who was tying up the little girl burst open. A reddish white liquid sprayed out, some of it staining the little girl¡¯s body. Meanwhile, on Ling Lan¡¯s end, there was just a cold sh, and the thug¡¯s throat had been shed open. A stream of warm blood spurted out to ssh on the mother¡¯s head, mingling with her own blood on her face. The thug¡¯s expression was a stunned one; till the very end, he had no idea why liquid would be spouting from his throat ... he slowly fell over, slumping to the ground alongside the mother. After dispatching the thug, Ling Lan did not stop. Before the other killers could understand what was going on, she unleashed her greatest speed and strength. The remaining few killers didn¡¯t even see anything, or if they had sharp eyes, all they saw was a passing shadow ¡ª in the blink of an eye, Ling Lan had efficiently finished off the four small fry, and then she immediately leapt at the head. The small head was undoubtedly the strongest of the bunch. Seeing what had happened, he instantly knew they had hit a steel te 2 ; he knew he should shout, so the master killers inside the vige coulde quickly ... The head instinctively defended his neck ¡ª his above average eyesight had allowed him to see that all his subordinates had died from a sh of the throat. He thought that as long as he could hold out for a while, he would be able to yell and inform his boss inside the vige that an enemy hade ... perhaps then he¡¯d still have a chance of surviving. Well, dreams were beautiful, but reality was cruel. How could Ling Lan give him such a chance? Otherwise she wouldn¡¯t have used bait to lure away arge portion of his subordinates; she had done that specifically to avoid giving them the chance to notify theirpatriots in the vige. Just as the head was about to yell, he suddenly felt as if his palm had been pierced by something, and then the same sensation was at his throat. Due to the unimaginable speed, he actually didn¡¯t feel any pain. He had thought that it would hurt, but he felt nothing till the moment he died. Ling Lan¡¯s tri-edge trench knife stabbed mercilessly into the opponent¡¯s throat, sealing his intended alert within his throat. She could even hear the faint clickinging from deep within the opponent¡¯s throat as he tried to speak. "You all have no more chances," said Ling Lan coldly as she pulled out the trench knife. The head¡¯s eyes were wide as he fell face first to the ground. In fact, even before Ling Lan had removed the trench knife, the other was already fully dead. Ling Lan did not hesitate, but immediately rushed towards the col outside the vige entrance. She still remembered that there were other people waiting for her rescue, and ten more killers for her to dispatch. Ling Lan hadn¡¯t moved far from the vige entrance when she caught sight of the group of killers chasing after the young man¡¯spany. The time Ling Lan had used to kill the seven men at the vige entrance had really been very short, so these people hadn¡¯t had time to get very far. At this time, Ling Lan had no more concerns, so these ten killers were summarily dispatched by her. Meanwhile, the vigers who had yed bait were all fine, with only one person spraining their ankle while running, but it wasn¡¯t serious and wouldn¡¯t affect his mobility. The young man and the others followed Ling Lan back to the vige entrance, and helped to untie and release the bound vigers there. Upon questioning, they found out that the vige had been set upon by bandits and that this group was just the first batch of captured vigers. There were more vigers within the vige whose fates were uncertain, though the odds weren¡¯t in their favour. Once again, Ling Lan became the focus of attention. Ling Lan simply instructed the young man to find a ce to hide with all of the vigers, while she herself went deeper into the vige to scout. Under the grateful stares of all the vigers, Ling Lan slipped into the vige. She wasn¡¯t doing this for the vigers, but rather to vent the righteous aggression she had bottled up inside. She just wanted to kill all those inhumane beasts, but of course saving some of the vigers along the way was a wee plus. Ling Lan did not have a so-called heroplex; she just didn¡¯t want this sort of inhumane beasts to exist in this world. Perhaps the history of the invasion of China, so hated by the Chinese people, in her past world had left a deeply embedded wound within the hearts of all the impassioned descendants of China. Thus, when faced with such a simr scene, this banked rage was triggered. "I am me. I only live to follow my heart." Ling Lan had temporarily forgotten the mission, only wanting to go wild without reservations for once, and let out that demon imprisoned within her heart. Indeed, under Number Five¡¯s insane torments, Ling Lan, who had once lost control of herself, was just like a demon who would cut people down like grass. And right now, facing this group of beasts wearing human skins, was the best time for the demon within her heart to resurrect. A trace of madness bloomed in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, but this madness was very restrained, so honed and focused in its intensity that it presented as calm. Chapter 94: The Test of Dao Chapter 94: The Test of Dao Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan secretly snuck into the vige. By now, the inside of the vige was a sea of blood, a true hell on earth. Quite a number of the vigers had died on the roads or in their doorways, every one of them with their eyes wide open, staring sightlessly at their ruined vige, unable to be at peace. Their facial expressions differed ¡ª there was fear, despair, and even some with a sort of speechless grief and indignation ... perhaps they were filled with bitter hate, wondering why this catastrophe would befall them when they had just been peacefully living out their lives ... Along her way, Ling Lan crouched down, silently closing the eyes of one of the vigers who had died a traumatic death. Right then, there was not a speck of emotion in Ling Lan¡¯s gaze. It was as calm as water, and a rush of terrifyingly cold air was emanating from her body. As she walked, whenever she saw any killers alone or in small groups, Ling Lan would decisively dispose of them before silently leaving. If she saw arge group of thugs together, she would go around them. Perhaps these killers were too engrossed in their killing frenzy, for they did not notice at all that theirpanions were being slowly picked off little by little. Then, at one point, when Ling Lan had once again gotten rid of another batch of thugs, she identally missed one who had been relieving himself in a hidden corner, out of sight. Ling Lan noticed her mistake swiftly and sent a dagger flying through the air to pierce through the other¡¯s throat, but it was still a step toote. A sharp whistle rent the blood-stenched air of the vige. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but make a soft sound of regret. Just as she had feared, the thugs really had a way to pass on a message instantly. Without a doubt, the other thugs would now be wary and on the defensive, which would make Ling Lan¡¯s hunt a little more difficult. Still, it was just a little more difficult ... a cold smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. The hunting game would not end just because of this. Ling Lan¡¯s figure slowly disappeared from her present location. By the time the other killers rushed to the scene, all they could see was theirpanions¡¯ corpses lying on the ground, without any sign of the one who killed them. This incident was quickly reported to the main leader of this particr massacre, who immediately gave the order for his subordinates to gather, naturally not forgetting to ask them to bring hostages along with them. He highly suspected that this master killer may have ties with the vige people. As they gathered, Ling Lan managed to kill off yet a few more groups of thugs, saving a significant number of vigers in the process. But Ling Lan did not stop to talk to any of them, only continuing on her hurried way after killing the thugs. The vigers had no idea where Ling Lan came from, but this did not prevent them from being grateful for her help. Moreover, Ling Lan did not know that, some of the rescued vigers didn¡¯t just leave ¡ª some of the strapping young men found some weapons and made their own rescue teams, silently making their way in different directions, hoping to save even more of their loved ones and other vige folk. Meanwhile, outside the vige entrance, the young man ¡ª after finding a rtively safe location for the younger kids, the weak and infirm old folk, and the fragile women, as well as some injured men who could not fight ¡ª led the remaining vigers who could still put up a fight to pick up the weapons of the killers Ling Lan had killed, and rushed over too. Along the way, many bloody battles broke out. The vigers went head to head with small groups of killers, and paid a bloody price to overwhelm these killers stained with the blood of their rtives, saving their own rtives who were still alive. ******** Only when all of the killers had gathered before the main leader did the leader discover that this ce which, in his eyes, was a ce where they could kill and indulge in their perverse interests, had actually cost him around two-thirds of his men, leaving behind only about a hundred men. "D*mn it! Who is it? Show yourself!" The main leader was enraged by this drastic loss of men. He signalled for one of his men to bring out one of the hostages, and then bellowed, "If you don¡¯t show yourself, I¡¯ll kill him." Since the hidden attacker hade for the sake of this vige, then they must certainly care about the lives of these ants. As long as the other showed themselves, the leader believed that he and his men would definitely be able to hack the attacker into a thousand pieces. After waiting for a minute, the surroundings still remained silent as a tomb. With vehemence, the leader shouted, "Kill him." The viger was summarily executed by his subordinate, and blood coated the ground, drawing the terrified screams of the other vigers. "I¡¯m not a saintly matron, or a benevolent hero, all I know is, only keeping calm will give me the chance to aplish my goals." Ling Lan held on tightly to the weapons in her hands, her eyes coolly observing the bloody scene before her. Indeed, her goal was to kill every one of these beastly scumbags and save as many vigers as she could. As such, she could not give in to irrational ardour. The leader saw that his first threat was ineffective, and signalled for a subordinate to bring out three more vigers. This time, one of the vigers was a tiny baby still in its swaddling clothes. Ling Lan¡¯s irises contracted, and she shut her eyes in anguish. Did she have to continue tolerating this? Do I really have to wait until they be tired of killing and be distracted, and a chance presents itself, for me to make a move? Goddammit! My heart tells me ¡ª no, I don¡¯t want it to be like this. Instructor Number Five, your so-called insane-level training didn¡¯t work after all, otherwise, why can¡¯t I be truly cold-blooded? Why can¡¯t I turn a blind eye to an innocent child dying before me? Could this be my forbidden ground? Does this count as a human weakness? ording to my instructor¡¯s words, I should restrain this tendency towards mercy to be stronger, and not yield to my soft heart andpassion. I should restrain it, but ... Within Ling Lan¡¯s heart, a dilemma urred for the first time. Her initially steady heart started showing subtle signs of uncertainty ... ******** Within the learning space, Number Five and Number Nine barged into Number One¡¯s space unannounced. Number One, who had been standing alone in the virtual space deep in thought, saw the uninvited guests and was rather displeased. Coldly, he said, "What did you twoe here for?" "I would like to know, what Dao Ling Lan will choose in the end." Number Nine¡¯s face was full of worry. If Ling Lan selected a Dao unsuited for her in her evolution, she may very well end up doing double the work for half the results. In contrast, Number Five smirked evilly. "I hope she walks the path of the Heartless Dao, or maybe the Killing Dao." This was a type of shortcut ¡ª although the barriers she would face in theter stages with these Daos would be a little more difficult than other Daos, that was after all a consideration for the future. Number Five believed that there would be ways to resolve it then, and it was overall worth it since she would be able to raise herself to the level of a master within a short period of time. For this purpose, his training in the period preceding this had intentionally been steering Ling Lan¡¯s personality and way of handling things towards the direction of these two Dao. If Ling Lan held fast to her memories of this time, it was highly possible that she would end up walking one of these two Dao. "I disagree!" raged Number Nine. "Ling Lan may look like she has a hard heart, and she may do things with resolution, and have an extraordinarily high tolerance ¡ª but I know, Ling Lan¡¯s true self is passionate, and gentle ... she ispassionate, so the path suited for her should be the Fellowship Dao or the Benevolence Dao." "I only know that the test she entered is for the Sovereign Dao," Number One told them about Ling Lan¡¯s current situation. "What?!" yelled Number Five and Number Nine simultaneously in shock. They had never considered that Ling Lan would enter the test for the Sovereign Dao. Ling Lan had no sovereign-like thoughts at all ¡ª how could it be possible for her to pass this test? Seeing the shock-pale faces of the two and their flustered appearance, Number One harrumphed coldly and said, "Entering the test for the Sovereign Dao, doesn¡¯t mean that she must definitely walk this Dao." "But, it is typically very hard for anyone to jump out of the boundaries of the test and forge their own Dao." Number Nine had no confidence at all on this matter. Based off what she knew, there has not been a single child that had managed to make this step. Number Nine¡¯s words caused Number One and Number Five to fall silent. They too knew that this was extremely difficult, and that Number One¡¯s words were mostly self-constion. "Perhaps, Ling Lan really can walk the path of the Sovereign Dao. It¡¯s not like every person who walks it has sovereign-like thoughts to begin with ... hehehe!" Number Five rambled on for a bit before he couldn¡¯t continue to lie to himself and the others anymore, and could only use fakeughter to fend off Number One and Number Nine¡¯s unimpressed cold stares. It was true that sovereign thinking wasn¡¯t something innate, but a child would still have to have some instinctive greed on this front. For example, liking from young to be stronger by a head, taller by an inch, liking to show off, or even liking to take on leadership roles ... Ling Lan was trulycking in this respect. "I believe Ling Lan is not a typical person," said Number One finally after a long moment of silence. He believed that no matter if the Sovereign Dao suited Ling Lan or not, Ling Lan would definitelyplete this test and find the Dao that truly belonged to her. ******** Ling Lan, who was still within the test mission, closed her eyes in silent contemtion. She heard the leader¡¯s countdown, and knew that if she didn¡¯t show herself, three lives would end right there, one of which was a babe who had not been long in this world. "Kill them!" The leader¡¯s cry woke Ling Lan up, and she subconsciously took a step forward, revealing her silhouette. "You finally appeared ..." Amidst the leader¡¯s wildughter, his three subordinates who were holding onto the hostages firmly swung their sharp des down ... "Impulsiveness is a demon; the results are not nice." Ling Lan¡¯s gaze no longer wavered. Her split second falter had shown her the truth, making her realise that being soft-hearted was indeed a mistake. "But, holding back was an even bigger mistake. I might as well have just chosen to battle it out in blood from the start ¡ª exchanging a tooth for a tooth, and blood for blood was what I should have done." Why did she have to control herself? Why did she have to worry so much? If she hadn¡¯t shown up, these vigers would still have died at the hands of these killers. In that case, she might as well have killed off all of these killers as soon as possible, and saved as many people as she could that way. The choice was actually very simple. She didn¡¯t have to be a saintly matron or a benevolent hero ¡ª under the condition that her life was safe, she only needed to do whatever she could do with resolve. Hesitation would only cause her to sink deeper into more troublesome plights, just like what was happening now. The main leader saw Ling Lan rushing forwards with an icy expression, and signalled for his subordinates to pull out five or six vigers, shouting, "Don¡¯t move, or else I¡¯ll kill them!" "Do it. I will avenge them." Ling Lan¡¯s speed became even faster, and she lunged fiercely at the killer closest to her, des swinging. Seeing that the attacker wasn¡¯t fazed at all by his threats, the leader screamed in crazed anger, "Kill them! Kill them all!" "Do it. I will also do the same and kill you all." The current Ling Lan had eyes like ice, and everywhere her hands fluttered by, a corpse was left behind amidst a spray of blood. Ling Lan did not dodge these blood stters, and soon her sweet little face had been stained crimson with blood, which slowly fell from her face drip by drip. She looked just like a ghoul that had crawled out from hell, here to collect all the living souls from the area. "Who the hell are you?" Finding that the vigers¡¯ lives were no deterrent to Ling Lan¡¯s ughter, the leader was a little panicked. Ling Lan¡¯s killing method was quick and decisive, extremely efficient. Every swing of her arm took away yet another of his subordinates¡¯ lives ¡ª in short order, ten or so men had already died by her hand. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji If you¡¯re getting sick of the bloodshed, hang in there! The killings end in the next chapter. :p Chapter 95: Cracking the Mission! Chapter 95: Cracking the Mission! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 "A debt collector." Ling Lan¡¯s trench knife stabbed mercilessly into the heart of one of the subordinates, and blood once again stained her hair. As she leapt away to lunge at another, she didn¡¯t forget to leave this response behind. Ling Lan¡¯s savagery caused the killers to have no time to bother with the vigers. They all lifted their weapons and charged at Ling Lan, preparing to surround her and attack her from all sides. "I¡¯ve wounded him!" shouted one of the thugs suddenly. There was still a trace of blood clinging to his weapon, but this was also his final achievement, for Ling Lan¡¯s dagger cut through his throat the next second. "After striving for so long, I still couldn¡¯t avoid getting injured." Ling Lan looked at the cut on her shoulder area impassively. Though it was still bleeding sluggishly, Ling Lan did not retreat at all, seemingly not feeling any pain from the wound. She decisively swung her weapons around and thrust them at the next foe. She had no wild hopes of killing all of these beastly scumbags without any injury to herself ... although she had considered at one point toplete the mission perfectly in such a way, which was why she had chosen to tolerate so much at the start. But that sort of toleration had made her feel unbearably frustrated and irritable, deeply ufortable. In contrast, though she had gotten injured, her current mood was extraordinarily light. She relished this sort of battle, this sensation of freedom. This is the kind of battle I yearn for! No suppression or holding back, free to do whatever I want to do! Yes, freedom is what I want! Humans were resilient. As long as they were given a slim thread of survival, they would be able to unleash unimaginable power ... and the vigers who had been held captive here were no exception. The tools the thugs had used to threaten them had finally been turned back against the thugs themselves, and Ling Lan¡¯s overwhelming strength and ferocity stoked the vigers¡¯ courage. Everyone there knew that if they didn¡¯t fight back, all that awaited them was death, and now that they had the hope of survival ... For the sake of their husbands and wives, for the sake of their parents and rtives, and also for themselves, everyone in the vige ¡ª whether male or female, young or old ¡ª took up weapons, determined to engage these criminals who had destroyed their happy homes in a battle to the death. It was very difficult for regr people with lowbat ability, like the vigers, to finish off these exceptionally strong killers. However, the vigers had already decided to risk everything, determined to die honourably even if they couldn¡¯t seed. Just think about how many vigers there were ¡ª if one wasn¡¯t enough, then try two; if two wasn¡¯t enough, then try three. This was no longer a game where the strong butchered the weak, but was now a horrific melee fight. Beside the body of every despicable killer, you could basically see a viger tangled up with him, almost inseparable. This was how the vigers fought. Very simply, the elderly entrusted their hopes to the younger generation, rushing forward to pull a random killer into a death embrace ¡ª then, even if their chests were hacked into paste, they wouldn¡¯t let go. It had to be said that thetent reserves of humans were truly unfathomable ¡ª the strength of these old people before death became inexplicably horrifying, capable of rendering the killerspletely immobile. Then, the second viger would rush forward, followed by the third, the fourth and so on ... until the opponent was dead. The vigers¡¯ sudden fearlessness in the face of death shocked the killers; following the death of one killer after another, the remaining killers actually began to panic. In particr, once their greatest leader was sessfully killed by Ling Lan, they could no longer control the fear in their hearts, and began fleeing like beaten dogs towards the outsides of the vige. Though Ling Lan tried her best, a few killers still managed to escape, making her feel a little disappointed. She had really wanted to end every single one of them here. Although the killers were dead, this vige was pretty much destroyed. Only 30% of the vigers had survived, with a majority being women and children, as well as a small number of young men. Almost all of the elderly had perished in that final sh. Ling Lan didn¡¯t linger; she felt that it was inappropriate for her to remain in this vige which needed to be rebuilt. The vigers were still in a stupor from their grief, and so did not notice when Ling Lan left. "Benefactor, don¡¯t go," shouted the young man suddenly, rushing over with the rest of the vigers his team had rescued. This shout seemed to awaken the vigers from their grief, and they all gathered around her, begging Ling Lan not to leave them. Ling Lan did not look back, only replying coolly, "I ... am not your benefactor." "No, you are. If you hadn¡¯t killed most of the killers, we wouldn¡¯t have been able to survive." Of course, the vigers didn¡¯t believe Ling Lan¡¯s words ¡ª if Ling Lan hadn¡¯t intervened, they wouldn¡¯t have been able to oppose the killers no matter how hard they tried. "You¡¯ve saved us. We are willing to acknowledge you as master." Perhaps the vigers were grateful, or perhaps they just needed the protection of someone strong, for the young man¡¯s suggestion was unequivocally approved ¡ª they were all willing to be Ling Lan¡¯s servants. The vigers¡¯ words led Ling Lan to recall the image within the third panel of the mural. That protagonist had possessed countless subordinates ¡ª perhaps this was where he had started to amass power. ording to the mission itinerary, she should just agree and continue to experience all the images within those six panels of the mural ¡ª perhaps then she wouldplete the mission. Ling Lan fell into a contemtive silence, and then, just as she was about to speak up and agree, she abruptly remembered her mission description ¡ª to find the right evolution pathway for herself. If she just blindly followed the contents of the mural, would that be ¡¯right¡¯? Ling Lan felt as if she had hit upon a key point. Back then, it was because she had noticed the difference between the protagonist¡¯s smile in the first panel and the sixth panel that she had been sucked into the mural ... in that case, could she take it as the protagonist¡¯s path of bing a king and total domination being a mistake? So the main point of this mission was the term ¡¯right¡¯? Ling Lan had the strong feeling that the answer was right before her, but there just happened to be a thinyer of paper still in the way ... the more she thought about it, the more confused she became, until she reached a point where she felt that her thoughts were a bit of a mess. Ling Lan habitually sat down in a meditative pose and began circting her Qi. After one circuit, the stray thoughts in her mind all disappeared, and things became clearer. Ling Lan once again thought back to the earlier question, but this time she started chasing the thought from the beginning. It had all started because she had noticed that the smile in the first panel and the sixth panel were different ... The smile in the first panel was sincere, innocent, and passionate, while the smile in the final panel had be fake, affected, and cold. This indicated that after the protagonist had gone through the experiences of the mural, he had changed from a pure-hearted youth into a dark and deceitful ruler. As he grew up, he had also lost his innocence ... The right evolution pathway? A notion sparked through Ling Lan¡¯s mind. She suddenly thought ¡ª could it be that the learning space felt that the protagonist¡¯s choice to be a ruler was wrong? No, no, no ... Ling Lan felt that there was something wrong with this assumption; perhaps there was still some deeper meaning ... Ling Lan thought back to the countless other murals she had seen in the tunnel. Although they all depicted different things, with different forms and different content, they all had one point inmon ¡ª their protagonists were all strong in a particr aspect. This fit perfectly with the learning space¡¯s reason for existing. Cultivating its host to be strong was the only calling of the learning space, so regardless of which path of strength the host decided to pursue, the learning space would not restrict its host, but was rather happy to provide support. Thus, there was absolutely nothing wrong if the protagonist in the mural decided to be a king who liked to expand his territory. Then, the problem might be with the protagonist¡¯s mental state ¡ª could the loss of self be what the learning space really disapproved of? At this thought, Ling Lan felt as if she had opened a door that had originally been sealed up tight, bringing in a sea of light. All the conundrums she had before had been answered. Ling Lan thought to herself: although the protagonist managed to be a king, he lost the sincerity and passion he had in the beginning, losing his true self. The mission this time may very well be for me to understand my true self, and figure out what my true thoughts are ... I want to possess a healthy body, I want to live freely, I want to do whatever I want to do without worry. I don¡¯t want to see any sinister plots, and I don¡¯t want to be controlled. I want to make a few close friends and bosom buddies, and raise an exceptional baby. Yes, I hate troublesome things, and I don¡¯t want to be tied down ... Ling Lan abruptly opened her eyes, stood up to face the young man waiting patiently by her side and said firmly, "I refuse!" "Why?" cried the young man sadly. His entire expression actually twisted, and his gaze was resentful. "Your fates rest in your own hands. What does it have to do with me?" Ling Lan said impassively. This was truly spoken from her heart. "Why should I take care of you all? Why should I bear your responsibilities? No one can force me to do what I don¡¯t want to do, no one." "Then why did you save us? You might as well have let us die at the hands of those people." The young man burst into tears, and all the vigers also started crying. Even the sky started to weep rain, as if unsatisfied with Ling Lan¡¯s heartlessness. "To save or not to save is my choice, to die or not to die is yours ..." Ling Lan threw down this final statement, and then immediately turned to walk away, no hesitation at all in her demeanour. In that moment, Ling Lan had made her decision. She wanted to be a free spirit, and do whatever she wanted to do. She didn¡¯t want to live ording to the world¡¯s rules of right and wrong, and restrict her own movements that way. Gradually, Ling Lan left that blood-stained vige further and further behind,ing to a deste hillside of yellow soil. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know if her choice was the right one, but she regretted nothing. Instead, her heart was light, because the mission this time had let her reaffirm the path she wanted to walk. So that she wouldn¡¯t be tied down, so that she could live freely, so that she could give birth to an absolutely exceptional baby ¡ª she needed to be much stronger! Just as Ling Lan was about to unleash a scream to vent the pent up emotions in her heart, a ck vortex suddenly appeared once again before her eyes, pulling her inside it in an instant. F*ck, again?! Ling Lan only had enough time to say that before she was entirely devoured by the ck vortex. The tall slope of yellow soil once more subsided into silence, just as if Ling Lan had never been there. ******** Alone in his space, Number One was sitting cross-legged in contemtion when his mind flickered, and then he abruptly disappeared. At the same time, with joyful faces, Number Five and Number Nine also disappeared from within their own spaces, and the three of them appeared together before the gates of the test of Dao. Very quickly, a ck vortex appeared before them, and then a small figure dropped out from it. Ling Lan calmly adjusted her posture in the air, and thennded safely on her feet. "Ling Lan, congrattions, you have passed," said Instructor Number One coolly. Number Five and Number Nine shared a nce, subtle knowing smiles on the corners of their lips. Number One¡¯s true emotions were not as calm as his appearance would suggest. Chapter 96: The Dominance Dao! Chapter 96: The Dominance Dao! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan blinked at the three instructors before her in bemusement. She hadn¡¯t expected this mission to involve all three of her instructors at the same time ¡ª the fact that even the usually aloof Number One had appeared made her feel rather touched. "What¡¯s going on, instructors?" asked Ling Lan. Number Nine was the most anxious; she immediately opened her mouth to ask, "Ling Lan, what Dao did you choose?" "Dao?" Ling Lan was taken aback, but understood right after and replied quickly, "I didn¡¯t choose any of those Daos." "How could that be possible?" Number Nine¡¯s face was filled with disbelief. Passing meant that the testee had found the Dao that belonged to them ¡ª why did Ling Lan have to say that she hadn¡¯t chosen a Dao? Number Nine wasn¡¯t the only one who didn¡¯t believe her; even the typically contrary Number Five also didn¡¯t believe her. Only Number One had an unfathomable look of deep thought on his face. "Well, I can¡¯t really say I didn¡¯t choose ..." said Ling Lan bashfully as she rubbed her head and smiled. "I chose to walk my own Dao, and then the system said I passed and just let me out." Number One¡¯s eyes brightened, ring with an intense light, while Number Five and Number Nine¡¯s faces were filled with shock, which quickly turned into triumphant joy ... how lucky were they, to be able to raise a pupil who could forge her own Dao ¡ª this sort of person would undoubtedly be a historic figure. Ling Lan said somewhat regretfully, "Unfortunately, I¡¯m not sure whether I canplete it. The development of this Dao is all up to me to figure out." ******** After Ling Lan had been sucked in by the ck vortex from the scene of the second panel, she hadn¡¯t appeared in a new scene, but had entered an expanse of nothingness instead. Everything had been a grey nkness around her, not a single thing in existence, while Ling Lan herself had just been suspended in mid-air within this nothingness. Just as Ling Lan was getting restless, the grey nkness suddenly twisted and actually turned into an enormous grey dragon to pounce at the suspended Ling Lan. Back then, Ling Lan had been terrified, but finding that she had been robbed of the ability to move, she could only watch helplessly as this enormous grey dragon swallowed her whole. Within that split second, countless images shed before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. The countless Daos which existed in the world were disyed before her, and she experienced all the trials and epiphanies associated with the Daos along with the images ... when Ling Lan woke up once more, she found that she was still suspended within the nothingness, unharmed, as if all that had just happened had just been a passing dream. An extremely wispy voice came from a distance: "Of these countless Daos, one of them belongs to you. Which one will you choose?" "Dao? Is that the evolution pathway I want?" asked Ling Lan pensively. "Those paths earlier, didn¡¯t you see them all?" replied the wispy voice. "Hate, frenzy, tolerance, control, ties, responsibility, and even kindness and murder ... every person had to abandon some part of themselves ... is this the cost for evolution?" This sort of choice greatly displeased Ling Lan. Was it really necessary to make sacrifices to be stronger? "Gain and loss, has always been fair; to sacrifice or not, is up to the individual." The wispy voice was cold and emotionless, but it also spoke the truth. In the end, everything was up to personal choice. "Is it fair?" Ling Lan closed her eyes, once again immersing herself in the grief and epiphanies brought on by those images. It was true that all those people had be the top of their fields, standing at the pinnacle of human achievement, but they also lost some very important things in the meantime. Even those people who had chosen the Fellowship Dao still lost their family ¡ª¡ª when one¡¯s love was all-epassing, and all men were equal in one¡¯s eyes, what significance did family have? She did not believe that those people had chosen the Fellowship Dao purely for themselves to begin with ¡ª it was likely that they had chosen it also for the sake of their families, but in the end, the oue was distinctly different from their original intentions. In that case, what purpose was there in bing strong this way? It was true that Ling Lan wanted to be strong because she didn¡¯t want to live a restrained life. If she was strong enough, her father¡¯s military benefits wouldn¡¯t be coveted by others, and she eventually wouldn¡¯t have to keep pretending to be a man to hold onto them. She really wanted to give birth to an exceptional baby, but her identity now meant she needed to be strong enough to push down a man she liked in order to get the other half of the gic material needed for her child. Moreover, she wanted her child to be able to live openly without having to sneak around, growing up honestly under the care of her boundless love ... she wanted to live this life without any regrets, looking down upon the whole world with a smile ... all of this required her to be even stronger, perhaps even strong enough to stand at the very top. However, this didn¡¯t mean that she was willing to sacrifice certain things in the process. For instance, she didn¡¯t want to be a madman or a viin, scorned by the world, so the Demonic Dao, Ghoul Dao, or Killing Dao were all unsuitable for her. She also didn¡¯t want to be a saint, a benevolent figure, or a king, to be some sort of leader, for this would force her children to have to be on their guard from a young age, losing the childish innocence and joy they should have. Thus, the Sage Dao, Sovereign Dao, and Benevolence Dao were all not the Dao she needed either. Whatever emotionless-type Dao or rtionship-centred Dao were all nonsense, Heart¡¯s Dao, Literary Dao, Martial Dao ... all these evolutionary Daos with their multitude of restrictions and conditions were not at all pathways that Ling Lan wanted to walk ... After analysing each and every one of the Daos, Ling Lan still couldn¡¯t find a Dao that suited her. Dissatisfied, she said, "Didn¡¯t you say that there would a Dao suitable for me among all these Daos? Why is there none that catches my eye?" The wispy voice rang out once more, "There are hundreds and thousands of Dao in the world, how do you know that there is no Dao that is suitable for you?" Ling Lan¡¯s response was quick. "In other words, the Daos I¡¯ve seen are only a portion? Then isn¡¯t that strange? Why won¡¯t you let me see them all?" The wispy voice rang out again, but it no longer sounded cool and unaffected; this time, there was a trace of dissatisfaction in its tone as it said, "Due to coincidence and serendipity, you¡¯ve been given the blessing of several Daos. Don¡¯t be too greedy now." Ling Lan cared not for the voice¡¯s dissatisfaction, but rather found the answer she sought from its response. "In that case, I won¡¯t choose any of those Daos you¡¯ve shown me." Ling Lan¡¯s reply stunned the wispy voice. "Why?" Previously, anyone faced with this situation would always joyfully choose one of the Daos offered; why would this person before it now bear to give up such a great opportunity? It was finding this a little hard to ept. "Didn¡¯t you say that there were hundreds and thousands of Dao in this world? Then I need to find the one that suits me best!" Ling Lan used its own words against it, the teasing tone in her voice obvious. The wispy voice was instantly aggravated, "All these Daos I¡¯ve given you are Daos which have been tried and tested, created and developed by those who have seeded, capable of helping you grow strong quickly. Anything else would have to depend on your own capabilities, leaving you stumbling in the dark ¡ª you may end up aplishing nothing in your life, unable to be strong ... are you stupid?" "Hehe, not faking it anymore?" Ling Lan poked fun at the voice. The voice went silent, and Ling Lan continued to say, "You¡¯re the system of the learning space, aren¡¯t you? Stop pretending to be some mysterious master and just tell me straight, what exactly is this?" "Choosing the right evolutionary Dao, refers to your path of evolution." This time, the voice was no longer wispy, but was the usual system¡¯s voice Ling Lan was familiar with. Only then did Ling Lan nod contentedly. There we go ¡ª acting all high and mighty like some deity, beating around the bush with mysticism and riddles; these were all things she wasn¡¯t used to. "Isn¡¯t this just taking on training step by step?" asked Ling Lan curiously. She still hadn¡¯t wrapped her mind around the appearance of this mysterious concept of Dao. "Dao is a sort of enlightenment, a ne of thought, a realm ... not just regimented numbers and training." The system¡¯s reply was airy, but Ling Lan still understood and nodded somewhat thoughtfully. This was thanks to Ling Lan having read way too many novels in the past ¡ª some Chinese Buddhist scriptures and teachings would often appear in novels, so this sort of words with deep zen vour was no problem for her. "All those Daos I saw were a type of extreme. In other words, when someone walks to a particr extreme, he may be able to realise some profound secret of that extreme ..." There were many things to do with humans which cannot be exined by technology. For instance, the Qi cultivation exercises she had learned was one of these miraculous things. This time, the learning space¡¯s system did not respond, for these things needed to be discovered by the host themselves. After another few minutes, the learning space¡¯s system asked again, "You really don¡¯t want to choose those Daos? They¡¯re really a shortcut, you know." But Ling Lan recalled those cultivation-type novels she had read ¡ª it¡¯s been said that the experience of others can only be referenced but not imitated blindly, because everyone is different. Only those things which one has realised on one¡¯s own are truly suited for oneself, so perhaps Dao is the same ... Ling Lan had her answer. She shook her head once more, "I don¡¯t want them." "Is it that you don¡¯t want to be strong anymore?" The system¡¯s voice was somewhat disappointed; its host Ling Lan was exceptional on so many fronts, so it just couldn¡¯t understand why Ling Lan would give up this obvious chance to be strong. "Of course I want to, but like you said earlier, only one Dao of the hundreds and thousands in this world will be suitable for me ¡ª and I really want to walk that Dao," said Ling Lan firmly. "Even if you end up aplete failure, you mustn¡¯t regret this," cautioned the system once more. "No regrets." Ling Lan was a greedy person ¡ª she wasn¡¯t willing to cast away her feelings. Perhaps this avarice would ultimately cause her to lose the chance to grasp Dao, but she believed that even if she never found the Dao that belonged to her, she could still be strong. "In that case, shutting down the learning space¡¯s legacy system ..." Since the host had no need of it, then there was no need for the existence of the learning space¡¯s legacy system. Following this announcement, Ling Lan felt all the misceneous images of Dao within her mind being extracted, along with all the apanying epiphanies. At the end, a thundering voice crashed down, "What is Dao?" The answer spilled forth from within Ling Lan, "A human¡¯s true heart!" Her reply echoed throughout the space, and the light in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes grew brighter and brighter. She said firmly once more, "Yes, a human¡¯s true heart." "And what is your Dao?" "Freedom, an existence without shackles, so my Dao should also be free, not limited to the boundaries of any Dao ... it is the existence of any possible Dao." Ling Lan abruptly lifted her head, and the light in her eyes was so bright it could almost illuminate this entire virtual space. "So, I shall name my Dao as the Dominance Dao." "Congrattions, you have passed." The voice of the system rang out once more, telling Ling Lan the good news. Before Ling Lan could continue to ask any questions, she had been whisked away again by a ck vortex, and when she was spat out once more, she had already arrived at where Instructor Number One and the others were at. ******** "The Dominance Dao, is it?" Number One peered intently at Ling Lan, and a momentary trace of satisfaction flit through his eyes. This was truly the dominant air his disciple should have; he was very pleased with Ling Lan¡¯s choice. Chapter 97: Logging Into the Virtual World! Chapter 97: Logging Into the Virtual World! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Missionpleted, Ling Lan was sent back to the great hall of the learning space by Number One and the others. Little Four was sitting in a corner, nodding off. When Ling Lan appeared, Little Four was immediately shocked awake, and opening his eyes to see Ling Lan, he quickly pounced and hugged her tight. The sudden extraction of Ling Lan¡¯s awareness while she was scheduled forbat had thoroughly frightened Little Four. Although Little Four was also a member of the learning space, he was a support intelligence-entity responsible for helping the host to handle general affairs and had no control over the actions of the learning space. Still, he secretly made a resolution ¡ª he would make himself evolve further so that he could help Ling Lan bring the entire learning system under her control, so that the learning space would no longer be able to extract Ling Lan¡¯s consciousness as it liked. This incident led both Ling Lan and Little Four to find their respective objectives for bing stronger. The two of them no longer just went with the flow, but began working purposefully for the future. By the time Ling Lan woke up, the arena battles were already all over ¡ª Ling Lan ended the ranking battles this time in second ce. Ling Lan wasn¡¯t all too bothered by this, for Ling Lan¡¯s current goal was already not something this small little scout academy could satisfy. She wished even more for even more powerful people to fight. Ever since Ling Lan came out from the learning space, she had already vaguely gained some insight on the existence of Dao; although she still couldn¡¯t borrow any of its energy, this was enough to imbue her body with a trace essence of Dao. In other words, if Ling Lan exposed just a little of this Dao essence, even a tenth grade student would be unable to resist its influence and would be unable to perform at full capacity. This was what made Dao so terrifying ¡ª it had the ability to limit and weaken the opponent. Ling Lan believed that this wasn¡¯t all there was to Dao, but she had only just learned of it and was still unclear about what Dao truly was. At the same time, she was also unsure as to the limits of this essence. How strong did an opponent have to be before this Dao essence would lose its effectiveness? All of this still awaited her exploration and research. However, right now, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t ready to delve into this yet. Her entire concentration had been captured by the virtual world. That¡¯s right, Ling Lan and the others had finally been approved to enter the virtual space that could stand as a self-contained world of its own. The catch was that they still couldn¡¯t freely ess and explore the whole virtual world of the Federation, but were restricted to hanging out in the virtual world of the Central Scout Academy. In Ling Lan¡¯s words, this was obviously the ¡¯newbie vige¡¯ of the game world ¡ª only when one¡¯s level was high enough would one be able to go out into the big bad world out there. Still, just this was enough on its own to thrill Ling Lan and the others. Before entering, they promised to meet up at the login point inside. Subsequently, they all went back to their own dorms, and lied down in their respective personal login pods. The current virtual world was not like that of Ling Lan¡¯s previous world. The Federation was extremely strict with the management of the virtual world ¡ª the rules and regtions associated with it were no less than that of the real world, and was in fact significantly stricter. It should be known that over the millenniums, there had been over dozens of cases where the anarchy within the virtual world had spilled over to cause catastrophes in real world society. All these incidences caused the federal government to start taking the virtual world seriously, and toe up with variousws specifically targeted towards the regtion of the virtual world, which had alsoe to be known as humanity¡¯s second world. Of course, the emergence of these regtions caused this second world to be very organised, which in turn led to this second world¡¯s rapid development, bing unbelievably prosperous. It should be known that the Federation¡¯s mainframe used a human¡¯s brainwaves as the condition for logging in, and that every person¡¯s brainwaves were one of a kind, never-changing. Think about it. Every person could only have one ID and one image, no alternate ounts ¡ª if someone were caughtmitting some crime or breaking somew, they would be stripped of their right to log into the virtual world, and may even have to go to jail. Current humans had already gotten used to existing within a virtual world, living a second life within this secondary world. This made people care very much about their own IDs, taking care with their virtual selves, obeying thew. Of course, if you weren¡¯t afraid of the federal government stripping away your right to enter this second world, you could just cause as much trouble as you want. Naturally, this wasn¡¯t foolproof ¡ª as technology continued to develop, humans were also continuing to evolve. ck-hat hackers who existed tens of thousands of years ago still existed tens of thousands of yearster; but now they were called under one umbre term ¡ª hacker. This was not because hackers had be weaker, but rather, hackers as a collective had a higher entry point now. Only those whose minds had mutated in a way that allowed them to hide their true self within the virtual world could be a hacker. Of course, among the hacker collective, there was still a side branch. That was a group of hackers who had the power to harm the electrical brainwaves of other humans, thus being able tomit murder within the virtual world ¡ª¡ª they were known by the people of the Federation as ¡¯virtual spectres¡¯! A scary existence capable of ¡¯eating¡¯ the souls of humans. Of course, all this had nothing to do with the present Ling Lan. It was impossible for Ling Lan, who could only hang around the virtual world of the Central Scout Academy, to bump into these fearsome beings; she was currently excitedly waiting for the connection from her login pod to go through. Very quickly, Ling Lan had arrived at arge hall. It looked very familiar, actually being the exact replica of the Central Scout Academy¡¯s great hall. This caused Ling Lan to sweatdrop ¡ª who knew the academy would be so shameless as to set the login screen of the login pods to be the school¡¯s great hall. Ling Lan looked left and right, but didn¡¯t notice any selection icons of any kind. However, in the near distance, a glimmering pir of light could be seen slowly rotating. Just as she was puzzling over the situation, Ling Lan suddenly heard a familiar voice ring out inside her mind, "Boss, do you want to change your name and appearance?" "Little Four? How did you get here?" Hadn¡¯t she been brought here by her brainwaves? How had Little Four been brought along? Little Four said smugly, "Who do you think I am? I am the god of the virtual world ¡ª as long as there is a login signal, is there anywhere I can¡¯t go?" Before Ling Lan could ask any other questions, he asked again, "Boss, do you want to change your name and appearance?" "I was just wondering why there wasn¡¯t the option to change my appearance ... where is it? Quickly, tell me," said Ling Lan happily. This was her first time encountering the virtual world, so she was truly clueless how to go about doing things. At these words, Little Four¡¯s expression turned scornful as he said, "Please Boss, what option to change your appearance? There¡¯s no such thing. Once the mainframe has confirmed your brainwaves, it¡¯ll automatically model your virtual self after your real world name and appearance ¡ª and this is also the only ID you can use to enter the virtual world." Ling Lan said glumly, "Then there wouldn¡¯t be any sense of being in a virtual world! Isn¡¯t that just like reality?" "Otherwise, how would the government here be able to control this virtual world?" Little Four wasn¡¯t at all surprised. Ling Lan sighed deeply, feeling rather disillusioned, but she abruptly perked up and asked, "Little Four, what did you say earlier?" Little Four cast a scornful look at Ling Lan, wondering if Ling Lan had gotten dementia so young. "I asked if Boss wanted to change your name and appearance." Ling Lan pped her hands together loudly, "Yes, that." Confused, she asked, "Little Four, if the mainframe generates name and appearance automatically after confirming my brainwaves, then how can you help me change my appearance and ID? And if you help me to change them, will I be stuck that way from now on?" Little Four red at Ling Lan, miffed that Ling Lan thought so little of him. He sniffed and said, "Am I thatme? Who do you think I am? God! I can change your brainwave information every time you login to the mainframe, and let you have a different appearance and ID every single time." Ling Lan was moved, "Doesn¡¯t that mean that ... I can have countless alternate ounts?" Little Four said smugly, "That¡¯s right, but I rmend you start out with just your real ount and just one alternate ount for now. Making too many would also be a waste." "Why would I use an alternate ount?" Ling Lan didn¡¯t think that she needed to do anything illegal or unconscionable, so she really didn¡¯t see the need for an alternate ount. Little Four looked at her as if she were an idiot. "Don¡¯t you want to go out and look around? With the appearance of an adult?" Ling Lan blinked, startled, but was then overwhelmed with joy, "I can go out? Not just stay confined here in the Central Scout Academy?" Unhappily, Little Four reminded her once more, "Boss, I already told you, I am a god-like existence. All the restrictions of the virtual world doesn¡¯t exist for me. Yup, it¡¯s like what you mentioned before ¡ª all tofu walls 1 ." Ling Lan felt dizzy with joy. She thought that she would still be trapped within the scout academy for another few years before she coulde into contact with the greater world outside, but unexpectedly, because of Little Four, she could enter mainstream society right now, to get a true understanding of this world. However, Ling Lan quickly calmed herself ¡ª six years of training within the learning space ensured that Ling Lan would never remain in an abnormal mental state for long. Once again, she refused Little Four¡¯s offer, because she needed to log in with her real ID and image for today, for this was the day she would be meeting up with her otherpanions in the virtual world for the first time. Still, Ling Lan also told Little Four that the next time they had the chance, she would use a fake adult appearance to explore the outside world, to get a better understanding of this virtual world. Under Little Four¡¯s nudging, Ling Lan walked to stand before that pir of light, which was actually the teleportation tunnel to enter the virtual world. Ling Lan only hesitated for a moment before stepping resolutely into the light. Ling Lan¡¯s entry point was arge za, which vaguely resembled the za of the Central Scout Academy, except it was bigger and wider. This was also the first entry point for all the students. Ling Lan could already see several familiar figures sitting on one of the long benches in the za not too far away, waiting for her to arrive. Ling Lan walked over, smiling as she said, "You all sure move fast, all of you actually arriving before me." Seated on the bench, Han Xuya pouted and said somewhat sulkily, "Boss, you are thest one. What took you so long? We¡¯ve been waiting for almost half a day." Beside Han Xuya, Luo Chao smiled shyly at Ling Lan, face filled with a quiet joy. For the past few days, because she was afraid that she would affect Ling Lan and the other boys during their fights, she had not gone to the hall to cheer them on, and this had caused Luo Chao¡¯s spirits to be a little low. When she saw Ling Lan once more, Luo Chao¡¯s mood immediately brightened immensely. Qi Long, who had be slightly impatient due to the long wait, hurriedly said, "I¡¯ve asked those NPCs 2 . There are a lot of missions here, which can give us cash, or even let us learn somebat moves." Qi Long, with his passion for fighting, waspletely helpless against this temptation, almost ready to abandon his boss and run off to seek the true path ofbat. Seeing how eager and restless everyone was, Ling Lan said, "Why don¡¯t we first exchange contact information, and then just go our own ways for a bit? We can just contact each other if we need any help." "Okay!" Ling Lan¡¯s suggestion was unanimously approved; they all also believed that it was much more convenient to move separately. Just like that, each of them recorded down the others¡¯ contact information, and then they all went their separate ways. Chapter 98: Legacy Mission? Chapter 98: Legacy Mission? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 After everyone had left, Little Four asked listlessly, "Boss, what should we do now?" Little Four, who had already been to the real virtual world, just couldn¡¯t muster up any enthusiasm for this enclosed little world. "Let us just explore this newbie vige a little ..." In contrast, Ling Lan was very interested, for this was the very first time she was encountering the virtual world. She never expected that it would be so realistic ¡ª when she had first seen Qi Long and the others, she had almost thought that they were still in the real world. Newbie vige? What does that mean? Little Four was troubled; why couldn¡¯t he understand what his boss was saying? However, for the sake of not cracking his image of ¡¯smartest intelligence-entity¡¯, he didn¡¯t dare ask Ling Lan what it was, but instead secretly went to trawl through his own databases. Very quickly, in some random web novel, Little Four found the term, and when he took a look at the context of the term, he finally understood. Little Four looked around at this closeted little world,pared it with the meaning of ¡¯newbie vige¡¯ in-gaming, and found that his boss¡¯s description was just perfect. Once more, Little Four was awed by Ling Lan¡¯s deep knowledge ¡ª Boss sure is Boss, alright ¡ª able to use such concise and simple terms or sentences to describe aplicated thing in its entirety. Just look here ... to ensure that those children who have yet to properly establish their values and world views were not led astray, the academy chose to protect them within an enclosure. Wasn¡¯t this exactly like the newbie viges which had been established in-gaming 10000 years ago to protect the rights of new yers? Setting aside Little Four¡¯s current adtion towards Ling Lan which was surging like the waters of the Huang He 1 and threatening to overflow ... Ling Lan spent a whole day satisfying her curiosity, roughly exploring the entire area of this small enclosed world and getting a rough idea of the conditions within this enclosed city. The city was veryrge, over a hundred timesrger than the scout academy in reality. By Ling Lan¡¯s estimations, it was impossible to learn all the nooks and crannies of this city without spending several years¡¯ time. This vastness was probably also for the sake of keeping the scout academy students at bay. After all, they had to stay put here in this patch of virtual reality for over 10 years while they remained in the academy ¡ª if they conquered this city within a few days, the students would definitely riot. Time in the virtual world wasn¡¯t extended like Ling Lan imagined it to be, but moved at the same pace as real-world time. In other words, a day in the virtual world was equal to one real day. Ling Lan wandered the city shops for a while and found that there weren¡¯t any strange or iprehensible products ¡ª everything in the shops were items that also existed in reality. Then, when she asked, she found out that the things one bought in this virtual world were actually things being bought in reality. The moment you made an order and paid, the seller would send out the goods in the real world. Oh, right. A gentle reminder ¡ª things bought in the virtual world were non-refundable. Of course, all sorts of learning halls were still the mostmon in the city. Within them were countless recordings of lessons for various courses ¡ª as long as you couldplete certain preset missions, you would be able to receive one of the course videos for free. Of course, you could also choose to buy the lessons outright, but the cost in gold was enough to blind you ... Hells, it was just too expensive. If it were possible to transfer some credits in from the real world to exchange for currency, perhaps the students would not be so resentful, but unfortunately, to push the students to be independent quicker, the academy banned this trading function. Even more unreasonable was that every student who first entered wouldn¡¯t be given any money at all by the miserly academy, not even a single cent. Want to buy something in the virtual world? That¡¯s fine, students. Please ept a mission and use your own two hands to build your fortune. All the NPCs will smilingly parrot this sentence,pletely unmoved by the children¡¯s tantrums or wailingints. Of course, the academy wasn¡¯t truly that heartless ¡ª they set up countless easy small missions within the virtual world. Naturally, the money one could earn from these missions wasn¡¯t much, but as long as onepleted the mission, one could obtain the associated gold or redeem particr course instructions for free. Rumour had it that there were also some legacy missions and ultimatebat moves avable which caused the students eyes to burn with want, for these missions could let an average child rise meteorically overnight. Of course, it wasn¡¯t easy to get this type of high-level mission, which was dependent on luck and circumstance. Moreover, even if you received this kind of mission, whether you couldplete it was still uncertain ¡ª ultimate moves and legacies weren¡¯t that easy to obtain. These hidden details were stillpletely unknown to Ling Lan and the other new students who had just gained ess to the virtual world. They could only begin from the small missions, and learn more about this ¡¯second world¡¯ of humanity as they earned some pocket money. As Ling Lan had the ultimate cheating device in the form of Little Four, she truly took to the virtual world like a fish to water. Facing the tens of thousands of content produced daily, Little Four carefully helped Ling Lan to pick out those missions which had the best cost-benefit ratio, allowing Ling Lan to umte gold at the fastest possible speed. If necessary, Little Four could also directly bypass the lock on the virtual space and exchange credits for virtual currency to bring to Ling Lan. But this suggestion was immediately refused by Ling Lan. Ling Lan felt that she already had too much of an advantage presently because of Little Four. If she pushed it even more, she would really draw the wrath of the heavens and the grudge of the people ... Ling Lan decided it would be better to keep a lower profile. Of course, Ling Lan also refused Little Four because she still had one great advantage ¡ª the battle points she had gained in the ranking tournament were actually valid for changing into virtual currency. Ling Lan guessed that this was a reward mechanism put in ce by the academy for the top talents, a covert form of encouragement. It could be expected that these exceptional children would be able to rely on this additional wealth from reality to pick up useful skills a step earlier, which was in line with the educationalpass of the scout academy. ******** Just like that, Ling Lan busily passed a year between the scout academy and the virtual world. Within this period, she went through two more ranking tournaments, and for both times, she maintained her ranking at 4th ce. The first time, she met Luo Lang in the semi-finals and chose to give up; while the second time, she met Qi Long in the semi-finals and also chose to give up. Don¡¯t me Ling Lan for not having any fighting spirit ¡ª the difference between their strengths was just too wide. Asking Ling Lan to fight with them was really just like asking her to bully children, and there was really no benefit for either side. If not to guarantee that she would be able to get the best education and the best cultivation resources, Ling Lan would have no desire to fight at all. This move also caused Ling Lan¡¯s reputation to only circte within her grade; the upper grade seniors had still had some interest in Ling Lan at the beginning, but in the end, seeing Ling Lan consecutively get held back in the top 4, they gradually lost interest. Ling Lan didn¡¯t care about any of this ¡ª the scout academy was just a ce for her to learn, not a ce for her to show off. Besides, she was very busy every day. She had lessons of the scout academy to learn, missions of the learning space to do, and she still had to make some time to research the Dao she wanted to walk. Of course, she also didn¡¯t forget to goplete several small missions in the virtual world with the highest returns as selected by Little Four every day. On this day, Ling Lan logged in to the virtual world as usual to do her missions, but the moment she entered the virtual world, she was immediately bombarded by the countless alerts of herpanions trying to contact her. She opened her shingmunicator, and found that Qi Long and the others were desperately trying to get hold of her. "What¡¯s up?" Ling Lan was extremely curious ¡ª although the others would contact her every once in a while, they had never tried to contact her all at once like this before. Something big must have happened. "Boss, where are you?" Qi Long¡¯s loud voice almost shattered Ling Lan¡¯s eardrums. Ling Lan took a look at the familiar buildings around her and replied, "100 metres in front of the Electrodynamics building." This time, Ling Lan was preparing toplete a particr Physics instructor¡¯s mission, and obtain instruction from said instructor in Physics topics. This wasn¡¯t in the form of a video, but was a personal one-on-one instruction. Furthermore, the instruction time awarded depended on how well the mission waspleted. In other words, the better Ling Lan did in the mission, the longer the instruction time she would get ... This was also why she was willing to take on this mission. "Hehehe ... Boss really likes to joke ... you can even measure out 100 metres just like that," said Qi Long amidst sillyughter. He had of course picked up on Ling Lan¡¯s dissatisfaction in her tone ¡ª it must be because of his overly loud volume earlier, but he was really just too excited and just couldn¡¯t control it. "Don¡¯t ept that mission right now!" Qi Long suddenly thought of why Boss would be there, and hurried to stop him. Although the reward of that mission was tantalising, the mission contents were truly rage-inducing. It was an examination mission, involving two solid hours of examination time. Of course, this wasn¡¯t the reason why the children would be driven wild ¡ª were there any dumb children who could enter the Central Scout Academy? They weren¡¯t at all afraid of tests. But, as a mission from a Physics instructor, why were the contents being tested from all subjects?! Even the smartest child would have one or two weaker subjects; thus, a majority of the children had all failed, with only a few all-rounded abnormals who managed to scrape by. Among Qi Long and the others in the group, only Han Jijyun had managed to pass the test and receive a month of face-to-face instruction. This caused Han Jijyun¡¯s knowledge in Electrodynamics to improve in leaps and bounds ¡ª ording to Han Jijyun, he didn¡¯t have to worry about anyone chasing up to him in this subject for the next 5 years now ¡ª it was truly fantastic. "Reason?" asked Ling Lan calmly. She wasn¡¯t someone who would easily give up on her objective. Qi Long would have to give her a convincing reason, otherwise she would still choose to proceed with the mission. "Come quickly to Mecha Street, a legacy mission has appeared here." Qi Long tried to lower his voice, but he couldn¡¯t hold back his excitement. He was so moved that he was on the verge of frenzy. "Legacy mission? Really?" Ling Lan was startled by this news. Within this year, she had graduallye to understand some of the secrets of the virtual world, finding out that it was possible that there were some legacy missions here just waiting for the right person toe along and find it. Still, that was just a rumour after all ¡ª she had yet to hear of any student who actually obtained a legacy mission, but of course this didn¡¯t include any students who may have obtained a legacy and then kept it a secret. "Of course really! This mission has already been verified by the academy. Now everyone is preparing to go give it a try, but I hear from the students who¡¯ve tried that the test of this mission is really weird. They all lost without knowing why, and was sent directly back out. But no one really believes what they say, and are all waiting to go try it once for themselves. Boss, that¡¯s a legacy mission. Legacy, " Qi Long spilled all that he knew in a flood, shouting in his enthusiasm. Qi Long just couldn¡¯t contain his excitement. The term ¡¯legacy¡¯ could not be used lightly in this world ¡ª only those strong enough to reach the level of a imperial operator and beyond had the right to bequeath their life¡¯s learnings through a legacy method to a disciple. And a legacy mission was a type of test set by an imperial-level and above fighter to choose a disciple. Chapter 99: Walk Ones Own Path Chapter 99: Walk One¡¯s Own Path Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "It can¡¯t be ... aren¡¯t legacy missions the type that can only be stumbled upon by luck? Why would they have an open test this time?" Ling Lan¡¯s first reflex was to think that this was a joke, but then, considering Qi Long¡¯s straightforward personality, he would never joke about something as major as this. So, she started asking for more information. "I¡¯m not sure about that myself. Maybe the one who set the legacy mission just likes to use this kind of wide-scale elimination method to choose a disciple. Still, I like it," said Qi Long, grinning happily. He felt that he would have very little luck with those legacies which depended on chance, so he was ecstatic to see this type of publicly essible legacy mission. Plus, he felt that this sort of legacy was fairer. Qi Long would think this way due to his personality ¡ª being someone who favoured the direct approach, just looking at the convoluted twists and turns of some things gave him a headache. "So it¡¯s a sea-selection 1 !" Ling Lan eximed in realisation. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s words made Qi Long on the other end of themunicator gasp out in repeated admiration once more, for he felt that this descriptor was truly perfect for the situation. The skin on Ling Lan¡¯s face had gotten exceptionally thick by now, having gotten used to taking credit for all those-terminology or modern ng so popr in her previous world. Thus, she just calmly took it in stride and told Qi Long that she would hurry over immediately. Although Ling Lan wasn¡¯t particrly keen about this public legacy mission, this was still Ling Lan¡¯s first encounter with a so-called legacy mission after all. She was very curious, and so decided to hold off on her current mission and go take a look at Qi Long¡¯s area first. Little Four fully supported this n; he was very annoyed at himself for overlooking this legacy mission, and so decided that he would analyse this sort of legacy mission closely to avoid missing them in the future. He would make sure to find all the legacy missions and present them to his boss ... It had to be said that Little Four was really very greedy, actually nning to round up all the legacy missions within the virtualwork. Luckily Ling Lan didn¡¯t notice what Little Four was thinking right now, otherwise she would certainly be rendered speechless ¡ª legacies weren¡¯t like the Chinese cabbages they could eat every day! ******** As its name implied, Mecha Street was a street filled with mecha shops. However, in the newbie vige, er ... no, the enclosed city of the scout academy, what the shops sold were all kinds of mecha figurines of different sizes, readily avable for the students to peruse to better understand this world¡¯s strongest solo weaponry. Whether they were male or female, as long as they had money, they would definitely buy one of the mecha models they liked. The mecha models were very realistic ¡ª the materials used to make them were actually of the same alloy type as real mecha. That said, real mecha were made with the highest grade materials, while the models were made with secondary level materials, along with some misceneous junk materials. Still, every part of the mecha was made perfectly, just like on a real mecha. All movable and removable parts worked exactly like a real mecha, and even the controls and operational instruments within the mecha¡¯s cockpit were all present and ounted for. This made them perfect for letting the children learn about the internal structure of mecha and some of its basic operations. The moment Ling Lan arrived at Mecha Street, she could see countless students surging in a particr direction. So, without even having to ask Qi Long for directions, Ling Lan knew exactly where she should go. It was very likely that these students had all rushed over after hearing the news. Moving with the crowd, Ling Lan finally arrived at her destination. Seeing the human blockade spanning 100 metres long, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but frown deeply. Just at a nce, there were probably about almost ten thousand students gathered here. Ling Lan could only contact Qi Long once again to find out where they were. Because they had arrived early, they were now stuck about 60 to 70 metres to the front. They had never expected that within a few short minutes, over ten thousand students would have rushed over. Now, they were stuck with no way to move forward or backward, and so could only stay put and wait for their turn to take the test. Seeing this, Ling Lan decisively turned around, prepared to go back to her earlier mission. So many people ... who knows when it¡¯ll be before it¡¯s her turn? Ling Lan didn¡¯t have that much time to waste; in fact, her time had been tight to start with. But Little Four stopped her, asking her to wait a while, before disappearing in a hurry. Ling Lan thought of Little Four¡¯s abilities and so decided to be patient and wait. However, she didn¡¯t like to be surrounded by people, so Ling Lan looked around to her left and right ... The shops on mecha street were basically all three-storey buildings, with the lowest level being taller than the floors of a regr building by about a half-storey because the model mecha on the first floor were all very big and tall, some even reaching a height of up to three metres high. These models could allow a person to sit in the mecha¡¯s cockpit to experience first-hand how it really felt to operate one, but of course, the price of this type of mecha wasn¡¯t cheap. Without external financial support, relying solely on the students¡¯ own efforts to gather money, it would be impossible to purchase these mecha without investing up to seven or eight years of time. Of course, if Ling Lan wanted, with Little Four¡¯s assistance, she would be able to purchase it after two years at max. The second storey of the shops were where the well-crafted miniature model mecha were disyed, avable for perusal and purchase by students who liked collecting them. Meanwhile, the third storey was where the cashier was located, and where one could go to pre-order some model mecha. After all, some mecha were extremely expensive, so the shops didn¡¯t want to tie up too much of their cash flow in stock. Every mecha seller¡¯s shopfront was decorated uniquely and with personal ir ¡ª there were those which drew inspiration from sci-fi and fantasy, while others were simple, some traditional, and even more in line with modern trends ... Ling Lan¡¯s attention had been drawn by a shop roughly three metres in front of her. A canvas sign full of vintage vour hung from its walls, and a string of small rednterns trailed down from the roof of the third storey. Ling Lan¡¯s eyes shed; perhaps she could make use of this. Before she could be surrounded by people, Ling Lan took advantage of the little space she had around her to take two small quick steps, and then, with a spring of her toes, she leapt off the ground. "Owie, who stepped on my head?!" A small student whose attention had been absorbed by the front suddenly felt someone stepping on his head. He quickly looked up and saw a small nimble figure flying by. "Someone is jumping on top!" Quite a few other people had also noticed Ling Lan¡¯s actions, and they all began making a racket. Ling Lan could be seen flying tond on the side of the wall of the shop, where she tugged on the string ofnterns with one hand to send herself flying upwards once again. Ling Lan¡¯s body was extremely agile; she managed to flip up onto the roof in an instant like a nimble monkey. "F*ck, so that¡¯s also a way of doing things." Those observing abruptly realised that it wasn¡¯t absolutely necessary to walk on the ground to move to the front. Those with fast reflexes immediately copied Ling Lan and began climbing up the shop. However, it wasn¡¯t long before everyone else gathered their wits and leapt towards that string ofnterns. The result was tragic but predictable ¡ª how could this small string ofnterns bear the weight of so many people? ¡ª it snapped from the middle, causing many of the students on the lower half to fall down. It would have been fine if things ended there, but at that moment, everyone was still rushing towards that shop, thus resulting in a disastrous stampede. It was saidter that countless students had been evicted right out of the virtual world because of this stampede incident. When those students tried logging in once more, they were warned that their virtual bodies had been destroyed by unbearable pressure, and that they would have to wait till three dayster before they could log in again. This caused the students to beat their chests in frustration, full of bitter regret. If they had known this would be the oue ... why did they have to try and follow that despicable person¡¯s shortcut? If they had just obediently kept their ce in line, they were likely to have gotten their turn after just a full day and night of waiting. Ling Lan had no idea that her spontaneous movements had actually sparked such a tragedy within the virtual world. She sped over the rooftops, and it wasn¡¯t long before she saw Qi Long and the others hemmed in on all sides by people. One, two, three, four, five ... nine ¡ª yup, every one of them was there, all stuck within the crowd. Making a direct call to Qi Long¡¯smunicator, Ling Lan said smugly, "Lil¡¯ boy Qi Long, I see you ~" It was rare that she had the urge to tease them. Ling Lan sat on the edge of a rooftop and looked down at her friends peering around trying to find her when they heard the news. "Boss, where are you? Why can¡¯t I see you?" Qi Long was very surprised. He was barricaded on all sides, stuck, so how in the world had Bosse to find them from over 100 metres away? Han Jijyun lowered his head in thought, when suddenly an idea popped into his head. He looked up and immediately saw Ling Lan grinning and waving at them. What an intelligent child, being able to find the key point so quickly. Ling Lan confirmed once more that Han Jijyun was very smart; as long as he was given a tiny hint, he could immediately hone in on the most important points. Under Han Jijyun¡¯s prompting, Qi Long and the others also looked up to see Ling Lan smirking at them. With some frustration, Qi Long said, "Now why didn¡¯t I think of that?" Since this virtual world was known to be almost 100% realistic, of course it would be possible to also travel over the rooftops. Unfortunately, it was already toote now. They were squeezed within the crowd, unable to find any space to sprint towards a shop wall. In the end, they could only regretfully let Ling Lan help them to go ahead and find out about the contents of the mission. Ling Lan naturally did not object. She waved a casual farewell to them and then disappeared. Han Jijyun sighed and said, "Boss Ling Lan is truly the boss, always able to think of things we¡¯d never think of. Compared to him, we¡¯re just too weak." Rather than martial prowess, Han Jijyun was more admiring of Ling Lan¡¯s intellect ¡ª this was a natural focal point for intelligent people. Qi Long nodded in agreement, and said somewhat dejectedly, "Yeah, we all learnedbat arts together, but in the end, while we can still only use them as sparring stances, Boss can apply them as killing tools already." Qi Long would still pester Ling Lan to spar with him every once in a while, and Ling Lan would ept if she was in a good mood. Both of them would only use thosemonbat arts taught by the school during those spars. However, for the exact same move, while Qi Long was still just replicating it as taught, Ling Lan was already simplifying it and absorbing it, making it truly part of her own personalbat arts. Those observing from the side-lines may not have been able to see the situation clearly, but Qi Long who was in the thick of it knew very well that Ling Lan was truly very scary. Hisbat ability had already surpassed them by too much. At times, he would even get the illusion that the pressure Ling Lan exerted was as formidable as his father¡¯s. Because every time they crossed moves, Ling Lan would always pull back right before he would hit his fatal spots. To an outsider, it would seem as if they were fighting evenly, but in fact, Ling Lan was just holding back. Sometimes, his moves even had a trace of mentoring embedded within them, pushing Qi Long¡¯s understanding of how to fight better. However, even though Ling Lan was already holding back that much, Qi Long could still feel the force of the wind behind Ling Lan¡¯s fists. It scraped over his body so sharply that it felt as if it could split his skin ¡ª this force was a terrifying one, and he knew he would have no chance of surviving even just one hit. It would be a total GAME OVER. This truly disyed the resilience of Qi Long¡¯s personality. He did not be sullen and depressed in the face of Ling Lan¡¯s fearsome strength, but instead respected Ling Lan even more. At the same time, he also pushed himself to train harder, refusing to allow himself to be too much weaker than the boss he had acknowledged. This, was his pride as a follower. Chapter 100: The Case of the Glass Window! Chapter 100: The Case of the ss Window! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr It wasn¡¯t long before Ling Lan arrived at the mission location. Frankly, if you didn¡¯t look closely, it would be impossible to see where it was, because the entire Mecha Street was filled with people. The ground wasn¡¯t visible no matter which end you looked at. However, Ling Lan¡¯s eyes were sharp. She noticed that at the entrance of one particr shop, the children were lined up and entering one at a time, and so she knew she had found the right ce. Ling Lan did not choose to jump down, for she suspected that if she tried to cut the line right then, it would definitely incite the rage of the crowd. If that happened, no matter how adept she was at fighting, she would still be beaten up by all the students like a rat crossing the street 1 . So sheid t on the roof, and peeked over the eaves to look down. As she expected, the third storey had windows. That being so, she positioned herself, and then, hanging down with her feet hooked on the eaves, she managed to touch the windows of the third storey. Right now, Ling Lan only hoped that the ss wouldn¡¯t be anything insane like bulletproof ss or tempered ss. She tapped on the panes lightly, and the ss produced a crisp and clear sound ¡ª it should just be regr ss. Ling Lan decisively clenched her fist and threw a heavy punch. A crisp ¡¯bang!¡¯ rang out, and there was now a hole in the ss. Ling Lan continued to rain several more blows at the window until all the ss had been shattered. Ling Lan¡¯s savage method was noticed by the students below, and a furor broke out among the students waiting on the street. They had never even considered such a violent way of entering a shophouse. Quite a few of the students were mentally chiding themselves ¡ª if they had only known of this method earlier, then they wouldn¡¯t have had to wait so patiently in line for so long. Ling Lan paid no mind to the envy-jealousy-hate of the students below. She loosened the grip of her legs, both hands grabbing on tightly to the window frame, and nimbly flipped herself from outside the window into the shop. But when Ling Lan got a better look at the scene inside the shop, she was instantly depressed. Because, of all the ces she could enter from, she had coincidentally entered the room where the portal to the test was located. As a result, she was immediately caught red-handed by the instructors posted there to maintain order. An elderly instructor with a white beard pointed a trembling finger at her and raged, "Who are you? From which grade? How can you be so disrespectful?!" Ling Lan was wearing the red uniform specific to the special sses, so it went without saying that he was one of those prideful princes. The only question was which grade he was from. Ling Lan swiftly took a look around the room, and found that other than the one angry old teacher in front of her, the other teachers, especially those of the younger generation, weren¡¯t as angry as she would have expected. Some were even smiling slightly with a trace of approval in their gazes. Eh? This action of hers was obviously going against the established order of things, and may even create chaos and confusion ¡ª why weren¡¯t the instructors offended? Why would they even approve ? Ling Lan abruptly remembered that this was a world where the strongest survive, where everything was decided through strength. Was intelligence also considered a type of strength? Did the academy openly announce this legacy mission, but never really intended for the children to enter the test under normal pathways? So, this method of hers which would seem so rebellious and off the beaten track in her previous world ... was actually considered a disy of intelligence here? Ling Lan did not linger on the idea, letting it sweep by without thinking any more of it. This was because she needed to respond properly to the instructor; the academy ced top priority in respecting one¡¯s teachers and honouring the truth, and Ling Lan had no intentions of flouting this tradition. "Good day, teacher. I am Ling Lan of grade 2 ss-A." Ling Lan¡¯s calm self-introduction caused some of the teachers to break out intoughter. This child showed no hint of shame for being caught doing something wrong ¡ª his expression was closer to that of an innocent babe¡¯s. "Even if you are a child from ss-A, one of the most excellent of students within the academy, I will submit aint to the school administration on your horrible behaviour and make them take away your right to be in ss-A." Ling Lan¡¯s easy attitude without any sign of repentance had thoroughly enraged the already angry old teacher. The old teacher¡¯s words made the younger teachers around him smile bitterly, silently shaking their heads. This elderly teacher was infamous within the academy for being mule-headed. Right was right, wrong was wrong, no ifs and buts about it ¡ª he was a stubborn old fogey who would show no mercy. It was for this very reason that the academy administration had put him in charge of keeping order here. They were hoping he would be able to frighten some of the academy¡¯s more unruly students with his sternness and keep them in check. Who knew that before he could have a chance to frighten those naughty students, he would already sh with an intelligent child with unorthodox thinking? The younger instructors were all glum ¡ª if this old teacher weren¡¯t here, they would have just let Ling Lan go ahead and take the test already! It couldn¡¯t be helped. They just really liked this sort of student who was willing to leap out of the box, and who was filled with limitless potential. Ling Lan was also extremely troubled. She kneaded her forehead, thinking about how she could solve this problem. It wasn¡¯t that she was really afraid that the elderly teacher wouldin, but rather, she felt that it would be wrong to make this old man with a head full of white hair angry. After a beat of silence, Ling Lan opened her mouth to ask, "May I know who is the owner of this shop?" A young man was sitting on a sofa by the side talking quietly with another young man in military uniform as they watched events unfold. Hearing the question of the child who broke the window, he hurriedly raised his hand and said, "That¡¯s me. I¡¯m over here." With a smile on his face, he waited with interest to see what Ling Lan would do next. Seeing the young man¡¯s intrigued expression, Ling Lan¡¯s heart settled. With a slight bow of her head, she said sincerely, "I¡¯m sorry I broke your shop¡¯s window pane! May I know how much it would cost to install a new one? I will pay for it." "It¡¯s fine, it¡¯s fine, it¡¯s just a small ss pane," said the young man, still smiling, casually refusing Ling Lan¡¯s offer. But Ling Lan insisted, "I did it, so I will take responsibility. The academy has taught us before that we should not run away from our responsibilities." Ling Lan¡¯s words caused all the teachers present to nod their heads silently ¡ª even the angered elderly instructor was stroking his white beard in gratification, and the harsh expression on his face gentled considerably. An impressive child! A sharp glint shed through the eyes of the young soldier beside the young man. Defusing the elderly instructor¡¯s rage with just a few short sentences; he could already predict that this case would end peacefully. "Haha, what if this piece of ss is very expensive? I know well that you scout academy students don¡¯t have much money here," said the young man with a mischievous smirk. It seemed like the young man just wanted to mess around with Ling Lan on purpose. At the same time, he was subtly reminding Ling Lan that she shouldn¡¯t make promises so quickly before she had all the information. With a shake of her wrist, Ling Lan sent the small item in her hand flying through the air straight towards the young man. This movement was extremely sudden, but the young man was not at all flustered. He calmly reached out his right hand and easily caught the item. This sharp and clean catch caused Ling Lan¡¯s brows to lift up slightly; looks like the owner of this shop was more than he seemed. Ling Lan kept her surprise lidded as a smirk appeared on her face. "This is a fragment of that ss of yours. It would be easy enough to find a device to assess itsponents. We students of the scout academy are protected by the scout academy ... I believe that Big Brother wouldn¡¯t want to offend the scout academy, right?" Every student who studied at the scout academy would receive the academy¡¯s protection. Any adult who tried to cheat or deceive the students would certainly draw the frenzied vengeance of the scout academy. The way Ling Lan looked at the young man, just as if he were an idiot, made the young soldier beside him chuckle, while the young man couldn¡¯t help but hide his face behind a hand, speechless. He just hadn¡¯t been able to stop himself from teasing this cute little boy a little ¡ª did the boy have to retaliate so fiercely? Actually being looked down upon by a 7 year old child ... Boo hoo hoo, he didn¡¯t want to live anymore. The elderly instructor¡¯s face, which had already gentledpletely by this time, actually smiled a little at this speech of Ling Lan¡¯s, nodding all the while. So this child wasn¡¯t an unruly and naughty child ¡ª he was very clear on what was right and wrong in the bigger picture, and was also a responsible child. He really wasn¡¯t a bad child at all ... looks like he couldn¡¯t treat him too harshly now, to avoid hurting the child¡¯s development ... Unknowingly, the elderly instructor¡¯s thoughts had been changed by Ling Lan¡¯s performance. "Alright, just giving me 500 Federation virtual coins will do." The young man could only give an amount that was lower than the market rate by 30%. Ling Lan naturally didn¡¯t refuse the other¡¯s kind intentions and stupidly insist on paying the so-called correct price just to prove how noble she was. That done, Ling Lan packed away her contempt, her expression turning earnest as she thanked the young man. This caused the young man¡¯s spirits to brighten instantly, and he once again felt like this child before him was just too adorable. Boo hoo hoo, he must definitely propose to his girlfriend as soon as possible so they could consummate their marriage and have a plump little baby next year as cute as this child before him ... Ling Lan swiftly transferred the requested gold coins to the young man, and the case of the broken window was settled just like that. Then, she walked over to stand in front of the elderly instructor and said seriously, "Thank you, teacher, for your guidance." These words of Ling Lan finally moved the old instructor. The children these days were all very rebellious, and would usually hold a grudge against their teachers when rebuked, rather than be grateful for it. Yet, the elderly instructor could see very clearly that Ling Lan was sincere when she thanked him. Ling Lan¡¯s current demeanour made the old instructor unable to maintain his initial sternness, so he only said gruffly, "Remember, there¡¯s no next time." Eh?! Was this still that merciless stubborn old fogey they all knew? All of the other instructors were extremely surprised that the elderly instructor would let Ling Lan off so easily 2 . They had initially thought that the elderly instructor would personally go all the way to the disciplinary department to make aint. Who would have guessed that the end of the matter would be this ¡¯all thunder but no rain¡¯ type of result? A smile hung on the corners of the young soldier¡¯s lips as he looked at Ling Lan¡¯s face which was dripping with sincerity. What a perfect finishing blow! Who knew that after leaving the academy for over a decade, another aberrantly exceptional child would appear ... Lin Lan ... Lin 3 ? Linn 4 ? Ling 5 ? The child¡¯s surname and that of the prodigy of his time actually sounded the same. What a coincidence ... could it be that it was the same Ling? At this thought, the young soldier¡¯s expression dimmed. When he looked at Ling Lan once more, his gaze carried a trace of prayer, hoping that this stunningly intelligent child would be able to grow up safely. He hoped that the child would not end up like his old ssmate, who had lost his wings to some sinister plot eight years ago before he could fully shine his brightest ... The old instructor ignored the shock on the other instructors¡¯ faces. He scoffed in his heart: "Did you all really think I was senile and blinded by old age? That I wouldn¡¯t be able to see this child¡¯s brilliance? Being hard on him would have just been to prevent him from walking down the wrong path due to his overwhelming intellect. But this child really handled this matter well. Hepletely captured my weak points, making me unable to continue being stern. Oh, how perfectly he did it ..." A trace of worry appeared on the elderly instructor¡¯s face, along with some quiet satisfaction; his feelings were mixed. This child would either grow up to be a hero, or an ouw ¡ª who knew what path he would choose in the future ... Seeing that the case of the broken window had been settled favourably, the teacher in charge of calling the students to enter the test did not continue to call on the next student. Instead, he indicated for Ling Lan toe over and gave him some time to prepare as he waited to be transported through the portal for the test. Chapter 101: A Simple Test? Chapter 101: A Simple Test? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan hadn¡¯t even waited for two minutes when the instructor said, "Ling Lan, it¡¯s your turn." Under the instructor¡¯s guidance, Ling Lan touched the portal. Her hand had barely touched the portal when she felt a tremendous sucking force pulling her entire body into it. Of course, this was just what Ling Lan felt. From an outsider¡¯s perspective, Ling Lan had only walked through the portal and disappeared. "I hope this child can receive his inheritance!" This notion suddenly rose up within the young soldier¡¯s heart. However, very soon he had received news from the secret monitors that that child had also been rejected and had been sent back to the login point. Even such an exceptionally talented child had been denied? Ling Xiao, exactly what kind of inheritor were you looking for? It couldn¡¯t be denied that the young soldier was a little disappointed deep down, for he had really thought highly of that child. Perhaps there would be a chance in the future for him to help that child ... The staff who were monitoring in secret had tracked Ling Lan¡¯s movements in the virtual world from the very moment she entered the portal. Only when they saw her walk into the library from the login point, where she then proceeded to sit and study, looking as if she had no intention of moving, did the staff ease their monitoring. The young soldier didn¡¯t know that these monitors, who were led by him in name, actually had another mission. The higher-ups had instructed that whenever a child named Ling Lan attempted the legacy mission, the child should be monitored closely every step of the way. ******** The moment Ling Lan entered the specialised space of the legacy mission, she actually found Little Four tucked away in a corner waiting for her. Surprised, she was just about to ask him what was going on when Little Four mysteriously pressed a finger against his lips and made a loud "Shhh!", signalling Ling Lan not to speak. Ling Lan red at Little Four irritably. If he was really trying to be stealthy, would he have made such a loud shushing noise? Still, Ling Lan didn¡¯t interrupt Little Four, merely waiting patiently for him to exin. "Boss, someone is monitoring this space." Sure enough, Little Four gave her some momentous news. "What exactly is going on?" asked Ling Lan in confusion. "This space is not yet the real legacy mission space. It is just a transit station that the virtual world has specially set aside for this legacy mission, which is why it can be monitored," exined Little Four. "I¡¯ve tracked it, and it¡¯s connected to the military." Ling Lan frowned, "And you still dare to stay here?" Wouldn¡¯t the other side discover Little Four and cause them trouble? Little Four rolled his eyes at Ling Lan, extremely displeased that she didn¡¯t trust him. "Who am I? I am the god of the virtual world. They can only see what I want them to see. Like right now, all they can see is an image of you standing in front of that diamond-shaped crystal, investigating it seriously." Little Four was very smug about this. "Now who was it who acted as if a great enemy was upon us, telling me to not make a sound?" Ling Lan red coolly at Little Four, instantly smothering his budding self-satisfaction. Sensing that things were veering off-track, Little Four immediately adopted an obedient look, eager to please. This made Ling Lan annoyed and amused in equal measure; in the end, Ling Lan could only let it go, turning to focus on a more important question. "About this legacy mission, how much do you know?" Since Little Four hade so early, he should have already gotten some understanding of the situation. But reality wasn¡¯t as simple as Ling Lan had assumed. When Little Four heard this question, his entire face fell. With a greatly stricken look, he said dejectedly, "Sorry, Boss, I can¡¯t get into that ce." Little Four pointed to the front where the diamond-shaped crystal was hovering in the air, slowly turning on its axis. "What is it? A portal?" Ling Lan walked over to the crystal to peer at it curiously. Little Four said gloomily, "It is also a type of portal, but this crystal is some strong person¡¯s solidified spiritual essence. I believe that the test space is right inside. Originally, I wanted to go inside to find out more, but I had just gotten close when I was repelled by the spiritual force around the crystal. It almost injured me," said Little Four as he patted his little chest in remembered fear. If he had gotten hurt, his mental faculties would have been disrupted, and it might have been a very long time before he could have appeared in front of Ling Lan again. "Oh? Then what should I do?" Hearing Little Four¡¯s words, Ling Lan became more cautious. "You just need to touch that crystal. That¡¯s what I saw many of the students do," said Little Four. "After they touched the crystal, they disappeared from this virtual world, and then one or two minutester, they reappeared in the virtual world again, but they were already back at the login point where we first logged in." "Disappeared from the virtual world? Could it be a new space?" Ling Lan understood what Little Four was saying. In other words, they hadn¡¯t been transported to another area in the virtual world, but had disappeared directly from this virtual world itself. Little Four thought for a moment before saying, "I have some iplete data here ¡ª it seems that there is a theory that when a person¡¯s strength reaches a certain level, a realm will emerge. And every individual¡¯s realm is an independent space." Hearing this, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but think of Dao. The essence of Dao can weaken an opponent¡¯s abilities ¡ª was it then also a type of realm, except that this realm was not yetplete? The notion came and went, and Ling Lan moved on to her next question, "Did all those students fail the mission?" "Of course! Otherwise the next person wouldn¡¯t be able to enter. This legacy mission is really very interesting, only allowing one person to enter at a time. Only when the person inside has failed can the next person go in. Luckily the testing time is quick ¡ª the results are typically out within two or three minutes. There was even one student who didn¡¯t even manage tost 30 seconds before being sent to the login point. How stupid," said Little Four with clear schadenfreude. "Perhaps I won¡¯t do much better," said Ling Lan disapprovingly. Who knew what things would be tested inside ¡ª no one could guarantee that they would definitely be able to pass. "Boss will surely do fine and take down this legacy mission." said Little Four with a pout. In his mind, Ling Lan was the smartest! "Little Four, thank you." Ling Lan was very touched by Little Four¡¯s faith in her. She stroked Little Four¡¯s small head, while her mind was working through her next options. With some doubt, Ling Lan said, "Little Four, I want to give up on this mission. You know why ... I don¡¯t want the military to notice me." It would be fine if she didn¡¯t manage toplete it, but if by chance she really managed toplete it, it might result in some negative repercussions for her. Puzzled, Little Four said, "Even so, you don¡¯t have to give up, right? I can create an illusion, so no matter whether Boss seeds or fails, I can make it look like you¡¯re chased out after 3 minutes." "Little Four, you can create illusions?" Ling Lan was extremely surprised. But then, she recalled that Little Four could alter human brainwaves, so of course he could also mimic human brainwaves to make an illusory Ling Lan appear in the virtual world. "However, if I stay inside, it will still be useless when the next person finds that they can¡¯t get in," said Ling Lan with a sigh. "That¡¯s easy. I¡¯ll just make a new space and let the children after that enter that new space. And then, I¡¯ll set it so that they¡¯ll be sent back to the login point at a random time between one to three minutes." Little Four didn¡¯t see the problem. "And what about the contents of the test?" After all, quite a few students had already entered the real legacy mission space to take the real test. If by any chance it was discovered that the test contents were different, it would be bad. "Tch, Boss, you really have too many questions. Wouldn¡¯t you already be inside the real test by then? As long as you¡¯re inside, when you take the test, I¡¯ll be able to find out the test contents then. At that time, I¡¯ll just copy it over ... Also, if by any chance Boss fails and gets thrown out, I won¡¯t even have to make a new space anymore. So, Boss, just go in and leave everything to Little Four." Little Four couldn¡¯t stand it any longer and nudged Ling Lan impatiently to go in. Although Little Four could give those monitors an illusion, he couldn¡¯t just let Ling Lan continue to just stand still in front of the crystal ¡ª that would be suspicious. Ling Lan finally rxed. She put her hand onto the crystal floating in the air ¡ª for some reason, when she touched the crystal, she felt an indescribable sense of kinship, warming her deeply from the inside ... Then, she was enveloped by the warmth of this spiritual energy and was brought to a ce shrouded in fog. There was nothing at all in her surroundings other than semi-transparent fog and mist. Just as Ling Lan was wondering what she should do, the mist suddenly condensed to form a grey figure. This figure was short and small, roughly the height and size of the present Ling Lan. And then, the little figure started to go through a set ofbat arts. Ling Lan took a close look and found herself speechless. Was this the test? Wasn¡¯t this just a little too easy? It turned out that that little figure was going through one of the basicbat arts that all students learned from the academy in grade one. "Scout basicsbat arts?" Ling Lan tentatively gave her answer, but found that the little figure was still going through the motions without stopping. So it wasn¡¯t testing her for the name of the art? A thought shed through Ling Lan¡¯s mind, and she struck a pose and begun following the grey figure to go through this set of basicbat arts. However, Ling Lan started from the very first stance; she wanted to prove her hypothesis. Sure enough, Ling Lan found that the moment she started, that little figure restarted to follow Ling Lan as she went through the movements. As she had guessed, it was indeed a test of bodynguage. Of course, it wasn¡¯t impossible for it to also be a test ofbat art names, so Ling Lan decided to cover all her bases to make sure that she would pass safely. Ling Lan called out the name of each move as she performed them, until she and the grey figure were movingpletely in sync. When Ling Lan finally finished going through the entire set ofbat arts, the grey figure disappeared, leaving Ling Lan standing alone in the space once again. She hadn¡¯t been thrown out, so it looked like she had passed this first round of testing. Ling Lan let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness she had guessed correctly. That one set ofbat arts had taken up roughly two to three minutes ... which meant that most students had failed in the second round. What in the world was this second round testing for which would cause all of the students to fail? Ling Lan¡¯s heartbeat became a little erratic just thinking about it. At this moment, the mist once again condensed into a human figure, but the figure this time was no longer a small child, but a bulky adult. This figure proceeded to go through yet another set ofbat arts, but this particr set made Ling Lan¡¯s facial expression change drastically. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Aw yeah, we¡¯ve reached the hundreds! Here¡¯s a celebratory bonus chapter, and as usual, thank you for all the support. :3 Another chap will be out at the usual time, so this cliffy shouldn¡¯t feel as long. (This author is a master of cliffs, I tell you. XD) Chapter 102: A Test of Questions and Answers! Chapter 102: A Test of Questions and Answers! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling-style killing arts! That was one of the Ling family loyalists¡¯ specialisedbat arts ¡ª why would it appear here in this mission space? Doubt rose in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. If it could be said that she wasn¡¯t particrly concerned about this legacy mission at the start, now that she had seen this set of killing arts, Ling Lan had no choice but to take it seriously. Ling Lan did not hesitate ¡ª she quickly followed the figure¡¯s lead to go through every punch and kick of the Ling-style killing arts perfectly. Having grown up practising these arts inbat training with the Ling family loyalists, Ling Lan had long had it ingrained in her memory. Once Ling Lan had gone through the full set of the killing arts perfectly, the grey figure dissipated once again. At the same time, Ling Lan felt as if the surrounding fog and mist were gradually melting away, and soon, she could clearly see the scenery before her. She was standing on a lush and greenwn. In the distance, there were the highs and lows of mountain ranges, circled by clouds and mist; nearby, a stream was trickling, and the air was filled with birdsong and the scent of flowers. A lovely and tranquil mountain valley scene had just appeared so abruptly before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. Ling Lan had never seen scenery as beautiful as this, which caused her heart to be unbelievably quiet in an instant. At that moment, a sheet of white paper suddenly descended from the skies, drifting down leisurely to float miraculously at her eye level and unfurled itself. On it was a line of writing. It was a request: This is a beautiful mountain valley, but unfortunately, till now it still has no name. Please give it a nice name now. Ling Lan had just finished scanning these words when an exquisite Chinese writing brush appeared beside the white paper. That¡¯s strange. Why would such an ancient thing appear in this modern ce? Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrowed. Her gaze was fixed on the writing brush ¡ª the more she looked at it, the stranger it seemed. This was because the design of the brush actually seemed somewhat familiar to her, but she just couldn¡¯t recall where she had seen it before. The academy? Ling Lan silently shook her head, eliminating this possibility. The academy was too advanced ¡ª if you told her that there were some things that defied reality there, Ling Lan might still believe you, but for an almost extinct antique such as a Chinese writing brush to appear there was almost impossible. In that case, the only possibility was her house. When and where would she have seen a writing brush like this one in her house? A writing brush would typically appear in a study room, but the study in the old Ling family mansion belonged to her father. Thus, the writing brushes in there were all bold and simple in design ¡ª there was no such elegantly exquisite writing brush there, which was clearly meant for women ... For women? The study? Ling Lan suddenly recalled an incident ... That was back when she had first started learning how to read and write. She had been dragged into the study by her mum to practise calligraphy. Her mum had said that this was a Ling family tradition ¡ª every descendant of the Ling family must learn how to do it well. Back then, Ling Lan had been miserable. Her tiny fingers hadn¡¯t been able to hold any of her father¡¯srge writing brushes in the proper grip. In the end, she could only pretend to be clueless and innocent, and just grip the writing brush as if it were a mop. Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s put-out expression, Lan Luofeng had been giggling with amusement. However, she also knew then that she had been careless, not having prepared a small writing brush more appropriate for Ling Lan. In the end, in order to let Ling Lan grip the brush correctly, she had taken out a small writing brush that she treasured dearly, lending it to Ling Lan. She had also told Ling Lan with a tender look that this was a love token given to her by her father Ling Xiao. She remembered that she had reflexivelyined right then that her dad was really such a cheapskate, while her mum was just too gullible. Lan Luofeng hadn¡¯t known whether tough or cry, and had knocked her smartly on the head. Still, that little writing brush had really been so pretty and exquisite that Ling Lan had yed with it curiously for a good long while that day. But starting from the second day, that delicate little writing brush had once again been secreted away by Lan Luofeng. In its ce was an extremelymon small writing brush. From then on, Ling Lan had never again seen that love-token writing brush. Five years had passed since then, and Ling Lan had almost entirely forgotten that event as well as that brush. Ling Lan suppressed the emotions roiling within her. Carefully, she picked up the exquisite writing brush before her and twirled it in her palms. A phoenix with its wings outstretched in flight was carved on the shaft of the brush. It was exactly like the one she had seen in the past ¡ª sure enough, this brush was the one from her memory. Could it be that this legacy had something to do with the Ling family? Something to do with her dad? Or perhaps this legacy was from her dad? Ling Lan felt as if she were going mad, otherwise why would she even have these kinds of thoughts? Legacy missions could only be issued by someone at the level of a imperial operator or beyond. And anyone at that level would undoubtedly be a terrifying existence, almost a symbol of immortality. How could that short-lived dad of hers fall into this category? But what if it were true? Ling Lan¡¯s heart started pounding violently ... Right then, another line of writing suddenly appeared on the paper: You still have one minute to think. The countdown begins now. 60, 59, 58 ... F*ck! Ling Lan¡¯s emotional feelings fled instantly. She started thinking hard on what name she should give to this valley. At this moment, Ling Lan was somewhat regretful that she had gotten distracted by the writing brush, and had not used her time wisely to think about this problem. "A beautiful valley, an exquisite brush? What exactly is this legacy mission trying to tell me with this imagery?" The CPU of Ling Lan¡¯s little brain was whirring at full speed, trying to find any hint she could from her surroundings. The writing brush was her mum¡¯s love-token? In that case, could this lovely valley also have something to do with her mum? Ling Lan began scouring through the conversations she had had with her mum, hoping that she would be able to find some clue there. 43, 42, 41 ... time continued to slip away bit by bit. Ling Lan¡¯s forehead began to bead up with sweat ¡ª Goddammit, if only Little Four were here. "Boss, looking for me?" Little Four¡¯s voice suddenly rang out from within her consciousness. Ling Lan was startled, "Little Four, you¡¯re here?" "Yup, I¡¯ve been watching all this time. It¡¯s just that I was sealed by an energy force and couldn¡¯t talk to you. But when you thought of me just now, that energy just disappeared," replied Little Four. "Enough about that for now. There¡¯s still about 30 seconds left. Quick, help me think, when I talked with my mum before this, did she ever mention a ce like this?" Ling Lan was burning with anxiety, throwing out the question hurriedly. "That¡¯s a bit too broad. Are there any more hints?" Little Four also became anxious, and his core processing chip started running in overdrive. "Whatever location for my parents¡¯ engagement, dating, or proposal, or perhaps a marriage spot or a honeymoon destination ... or maybe some country that she has a deep impression of, or even an ideal country to build a home?" Ling Lan ran through anything she could think of ¡ª all she could do now was gamble. "Dating spots ... other than the Ling estates, it was military camps. Your dad is really unromantic!" muttered Little Four. How in the world had Mama Lan been wooed by this? "Engagement? Proposal? Marriage? Honeymoon? Huh?! The family estates? Military camps? Hells, did your dad only know how to run between the family grounds and the military camps?! Did he never even consider exploring other ces?!" Little Four was infuriated. No matter how hard he looked, Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng¡¯s romance history only went back and forth between military camps and the old Ling family estates. There was nothing at all connected with this beautiful valley before them right now. "Then what about dreams? Or ideals? Didn¡¯t my mum have any ces which she really wanted to visit?" Ling Lan saw the number on the paper dropping from double digits into single digits, and couldn¡¯t help but yell. "I¡¯ve got it! It¡¯s Belief! Mama Lan most wanted to go to Belief ..." Little Four finally located the ce that Lan Luofeng missed the most. At this point, the countdown had already reached 3. Ling Lan didn¡¯t hesitate, quickly writing down ¡¯Belief¡¯. The moment the final ¡¯f¡¯ was written, the countdown timer hit zero. Ling Lan stared nkly at her answer. She honestly had no idea what kind of ce ¡¯Belief¡¯ was, so she didn¡¯t know if this answer that Little Four provided was right or not. Whatever the result, she had already tried her best. The words on the paper slowly faded away, including Ling Lan¡¯s answer, and the paper turned back into apletely white sheet. Ling Lan took in a deep breath and waited for the final determination of the legacy mission. You Pass! Two words in bold and vigorous cursive writing emerged on the paper. When Ling Lan saw the two words, the tension in her heart eased, and she soon started to feel fatigue settling into her body and mind. The intense pressure and anxiety within that short one minute had really taken a toll on her mental resources. When the two words disappeared once more, new questions appeared. However, these questions were not at all difficult, because they were clearly a type of self-introduction. "Name: Ling Lan!" "Father: Ling Xiao!" "Mother: Lan Luofeng!" "Age: 7 years!" "What does your father like best?" The fifth question made Ling Lan pause. She stopped the brush in her hand, thinking back on what Lan Luofeng had said. ******** "Baby Ling Lan, do you know what your father likes?" Lan Luofeng was hugging Ling Lan, showing her a photo of her and Ling Xiao together, as she asked Ling Lan this. Ling Lan rolled her eyes mentally. If her mum didn¡¯t tell her, how would she know? "Your father really, really likes mecha. You could even say that, in his life, besides mecha, there is still only mecha. Mummy was sometimes jealous of his mecha, but your daddy was the coolest when he was piloting his mecha. No one else couldpare." Mama Lan was starting to get lost in her fantasies again, her face dreamy with recollection. This made the one-year-old baby Ling Lan whack Ling Xiao¡¯s charming smiling face in the photo with a small hand. "You menace!" scolded Ling Lan internally. The moment her dad was brought up, her mum would be unsteady. "Still, what your dad loved most was me. Did you know that? Your daddy told me once ... if he had to choose between me and mecha, he would abandon mecha without question, and choose me." At this point in her story, Lan Luofeng blushed. "Wait till I meet him again. I will definitely make him throw away his mecha, and apany me forever ... like he promised." Ling Lan felt a faint sense of mncholy from these words. Loving so deeply that she just could not ept the other¡¯s death ... whenever Lan Luofeng mentioned Ling Xiao, she spoke of him as if he were just on a long journey away, as if he hadn¡¯t truly departed. ******* Wasn¡¯t mum the one dad loved the most? This was probably also what her mum wished for ... Ling Lan sighed, and behind the question of ¡¯what does your father like best¡¯ , she wrote down ¡¯Lan Luofeng¡¯. However, the next question gave Ling Lan yet another headache ¡ª why were the questions of this legacy mission so bizarre? "Your mother¡¯s sleeping habit?" Ling Lan¡¯s face couldn¡¯t help but twitch at this question. Without hesitation, she put down ¡¯grinding her teeth¡¯. When Ling Lan stopped writing, a final question appeared on the paper. "Do you need to modify your answers?" Ling Lan resolutely wrote ¡¯no¡¯. At the final stroke, the brush in Ling Lan¡¯s hand instantly turned into ck mist and dissipated into the air. The words on the paper also disappeared once again. And then, very quickly, a new line of writing emerged on the paper. "Congrattions on advancing to the next round!" Chapter 103: A Heartless Dad? Chapter 103: A Heartless Dad? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At the appearance of this line of text, the beautiful valley before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes shattered like ss and dissipated. In the blink of an eye, a new scene unfolded before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. She was now in some luxurious hall, a hall which Ling Lan could not be more familiar with. It was the hall of the home she had lived in for a full 7 years ¡ª¡ª the Ling family mansion. Ling Lan¡¯s gaze revealed a trace of surprise at this unexpected scene. The cautious Ling Lan did not choose to walk around randomly, but instead stood still where she was. She tapped lightly on her own head as she thought: Was this originally set up this way? Or had the legacy mission extracted this image from her memories to create an impromptu illusion? She needed to figure this out, otherwise she might make a wrong choice in the uing round of tests and fail the mission. Although she had already gone further than any of the other children before her, Ling Lan was still unwilling to ept failure down to her very bones. Ling Lan decided that she would first investigate the details of this great hall. If this scenery was the original setting of the legacy mission, then it was very likely rted to her father Ling Xiao. If that was the case, this mansion drawn from Ling Xiao¡¯s memories would most definitely have some differences inparison to the current mansion. Her father had already been dead for almost 8 years after all. On the other hand, if this illusion was born from an extraction of her memories, then she shouldn¡¯t be able to find any differences in her surroundings. Ling Lan took a careful look around, and very soon, she had found something different. There was an additional woollen army coat on one of the armchairs in the hall, and on the wall behind it, the space beside her parents¡¯ wedding photo was empty. It was missing a portrait of herself. Every year, Lan Luofeng would choose one of Ling Lan¡¯s newest photos to convert into a portrait, and then hang it beside their wedding photo in the great hall. The portrait had already been changed seven times without skipping a year. ording to Lan Luofeng, she wanted Ling Xiao to keep watching Ling Lan as she grew up. But in Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, Lan Luofeng was clearly just too free and needed to find something to do. Still, to keep her mother happy, Ling Lan was d to oblige. "From this, it looks like this scene is definitely not drawn from my memory. From the time I was born, my picture has always been hung here." Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up in a small smile. Since she had gotten her answer, her following choices would be much easier. When Ling Lan took her first step, a clear and resounding voice rang out in the hall. "Please choose a room as you wish. The test content of every room is different. Some are easy, while some are difficult ..." The corner of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked upwards. This was probably a trap. Ever since she had entered this legacy mission, she had not seen any task that depended purely on luck. This was obviously abnormal if it really was as she thought. As if sensing Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts, the clear voice continued to say, "This has nothing to do with being fair. Sometimes, luck is also a type of strength." Of course, it didn¡¯t change the fact that, whether you liked it or not, this was how it would be. The clear voice had barely faded when the doors of all the rooms facing the hall swung open in unison with crisp sounds. The opened doorways seemed to beckon Ling Lan to enter. "Isn¡¯t this just a misleading trick?" Ling Lan already had an answer in her heart. If this were someone who didn¡¯t know the Ling family mansion, they would definitely be tricked by this scene before them. This mission had been silently eliminating all candidates who weren¡¯t from the Ling family from the very beginning. This was probably why all the children before her hadn¡¯t been able to pass ¡ª they were all not Ling Lan. "Were you waiting for me? Oh, Father!" By this point, Ling Lan could pretty much confirm that this legacy mission had been created by her father Ling Xiao. Oh dad, what kind of person are you, really? Ling Lan smiled wryly. She really regretted not having looked up information on Ling Xiao, causing her to be floundering in confusion right now. Ling Lan settled her emotions and then began walking determinedly across the hall. She ignored the stairways curling off to the sides, walking directly to the centre of the corridor. There were rooms along both sides of the corridor. Right now, all the room doors were already open. As Ling Lan walked down the hallway, she could see the decorations and contents of the rooms. Some of them were the same as their current counterparts, while others werepletely different. Was this how it was in her father¡¯s memory? She walked over to stand before a full-length mirror. The mirror was very tall andrge, reaching up to 2.5 metres tall and spanning 4 metres wide. Without any hesitation, Ling Lan pushed her palms against the mirror and something unexpected urred. The mirror actually broke apart from the middle, folding in on itself in four different directions until it finally disappeared to reveal a hidden passage. At the end of the 4-metre wide passage was a spacious staircase draped with a shaggy white carpet. Ling Lan had just stepped into the passage when the mirror reassembled itself behind her, returning to its original appearance in the blink of an eye. It was once more a wless full-length mirror, its fine cracks imperceptible to the naked eye. Modern-day technology was already able to achieve this wless perfection. The Ling family mansion was split into two independent areas. The front section was for entertaining guests, though it naturally included a master bedroom for the master, along with studies and othermon rooms to fend off spying. Meanwhile, the hidden back area was where the Ling family head truly resided. Besides the Ling family head, this secret was only known to a few old loyal servants who frequently visited the mansion. Therefore, even if other students had passed the previous few rounds by chance, once they got here, they would still be unable to find the correct room. Furthermore, even if someone identally touched the mirror, it still wouldn¡¯t open. This was because the force necessary to open the mirror corresponded to the position touched. If the position touched was different, the force needed to trigger the mirror to open would also be different. Of course, this did not exclude the possibility of someone being phenomenally lucky, being able to pass every round of the test by sheer luck ... This sort of person would obviously be someone favoured by the heavens, a destined winner in life, the main character of a story ¡ª Ling Lan would have no regrets losing the legacy to such a person; it was stupid to try and match an abnormality. Ling Lan slowly walked up the staircase. For some reason, her heart started pounding dramatically and her palms started oozing sweat. Would Ling Xiao, her father in this life, really appear in that room? Ling Lan finally arrived at the study. Her mum Lan Luofeng had once said that this study belonged to Ling Xiao. Flipped around, it meant that Ling Xiao also only existed within that study room. The moment Ling Xiao walked out of that study, Ling Xiao was no longer Ling Xiao, but Lan Luofeng¡¯s hubby. Ling Lan had always felt that her mum was rather domineering ¡ª she just hid it very deeply. In particr, her soft-touch methods were on a level of its own; tears especially, were one of her sure-win tactics. Many times Ling Lan had surrendered to these methods, and she believed that her father would also have been powerless against them. Thus, Ling Lan chose the study. Since this was a legacy mission set by Ling Xiao, then he would only be able to pass on the legacy when he was truly Ling Xiao. Ling Lan took a deep breath and ced her right hand on the door handle of the room. With a strong push, the door easily swung open, and everything within the study was revealed before her eyes. Abruptly, silent tears fell from Ling Lan¡¯s eyes ... Behind the study desk, a handsome young man was smiling gently as he looked at her. And that man was her father, Ling Xiao. Only then did Ling Lan notice that, over the span of these 7 years, under Lan Luofeng¡¯s daily nagging and bombardment of stories, she had already subconsciously epted this man before her as her father. It was only because Ling Xiao wasn¡¯t physically around that these affectionate emotions had been deeply buried within Ling Lan¡¯s heart, and had never been discovered by herself. And now, really seeing her father standing before her, Ling Lan could no longer control the emotions in her heart. The tears could not be stopped as she involuntarily began to cry. The current Ling Xiao should be a memory-entity from 8 years ago. He was utterly unmoved by Ling Lan¡¯s emotional turmoil, only giving her a slight nod before saying, "Being able to get here, you should be my child Ling Lan." However, he quickly scoffed at himself and said, "Well, not definitely. I believe that the military will not let go of this legacy so easily. Perhaps you all really managed to crack this mission. After all, the previous rounds and questions weren¡¯t that difficult." With these words, a cold glint suddenly shed across Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes. Ling Lan abruptly felt a crushing wave of pressure sweep towards her, almost ttening her to the ground. Fortunately, Ling Lan had already been fashioned by the learning space into a little anomaly ¡ª she immediately leaked a little essence of Dao to bear the burden of this endless pressure. Still, just this small taste had told Ling Lan that her father was, as expected, very strong. Anyone who could issue a legacy mission was no ordinary person. It seemed that Ling Xiao only wanted to posture a little, and he may also be wary in case the one who passed was really his child. Very quickly, he had retracted the pressure emanating from his body. "If the one inheriting my legacy is not my child, I have only one wish. After you have learnt it, look for my child, and pass these things on to him." Ling Xiao¡¯s words made Ling Lan¡¯s tears fall even more fiercely; this legacy had really been left for her by her father. Ling Xiao¡¯s attitude gentled abruptly, and he said, "If you want to receive my legacy, there is one more mission you mustplete. Find me something I need." With those words, Ling Xiao said nothing further, only looking straight at Ling Lan with a smile. Ling Lan hurriedly wiped away her tears. This wasn¡¯t the time for her to mope and be mncholy; she had to finish this mission first. Ling Lan asked carefully, "Could you give a little more detail?" All that answered Ling Lan was still just Ling Xiao¡¯s smile. Ling Lan tried a few other things, beating around the bush, but unfortunately, Ling Xiao just smiled at everything. Ling Lan was rather put out by this, a little resentful that her dad had made this legacy mission soplicated. With no other choice, Ling Lan could only observe the study room closely in hopes that she would be able to locate some kind of clue. Sadly, Ling Lan was quickly disappointed. She noticed that this study was almost identical to the study in her memory. Other than Ling Xiao sitting behind the desk, all the decorations and furniture in the room were exactly the same. It was clear to see how much Lan Luofeng had treasured Ling Xiao¡¯s study, unwilling to change any bit of it after his death. Ling Lan was frustrated. What should she do? What thing could her old dad need? Ling Lan could only take a closer look at Ling Xiao, and hope that she would be able to discern something from his facial expressions and bodynguage. At that moment, Ling Xiao looked as if he were enjoying the show. His jaw was cradled in his left hand, which was leaning artlessly against the arm of the chair. His right hand was tapping lightly on the surface of the desk as he looked at her with a half-smile. Dammit, this heartless old man of hers, actually tormenting his own child so ... Ling Lan was full ofints. Although Ling Lan understood deep down that the Ling Xiao before her now was the Ling Xiao of 8 years ago who knew nothing of the person standing before him now, and that this sort of irritating attitude was definitely not targeted at her specifically ... she just couldn¡¯t help but feel annoyed. Chapter 104: The World of Belief! Chapter 104: The World of Belief! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Also, why did he have to keep tapping his fingers? Didn¡¯t he know that all that noise would interfere with her thinking process? Wait ... tapping noises? Ling Lan suddenly recalled something Lan Luofeng had mentioned before. When her mum had first met her dad, she had been attracted by the noise her dad had made by tapping on a table. It was because of that that they had gotten to know each other, and their love story had taken off and became unstoppable ... ******** Back then, her mum had been a fresh-faced 16 year old maiden who had just graduated from a scout academy. As she hadn¡¯t been particrly talented and didn¡¯t have good potential, she hadn¡¯t managed to get into any of the major military schools of the Federation. However, Lan Luofeng had dreamed of being in the military since young, so she had decisively signed up to serve as a foot soldier, finally seeding in bing amon starship JMC 1 female trooper. After 3 months of training for new recruits, her mum had been assigned to the starship fleet belonging to her dad, finally bing the second mainship¡¯s JMC. Subsequently, whenever Lan Luofeng had gone out to eat with the other female troopers of the same rank, she would find that no matter where they sat, some mecha fighters would appear by their side. Among them was a young man, who seemed to be their team leader. He appeared especially handsome and powerful, drawing the admiration of many of the female troopers. However, the sense of hierarchy within the military camps was very strong. Even the most average mecha fighter held the military rank of second lieutenant, not to mention one at captain level. Meanwhile, they were merely somemon female troopers of the lowest possible rank. They just didn¡¯t have the right to initiate conversation with a mecha fighter. They could only fantasize every day that these mecha fighters would one day greet them first ... Many girls had been willing to be soldiers,rgely for the purpose of reeling in a rich and promising husband. Lan Luofeng was the only girl who didn¡¯t think anything of this. She was still very young and hadn¡¯t be interested in love yet, which was why she was rather slow when it came to these things. However, even so, Lan Luofeng had also been surprised sometimes, wondering why she would run into that mecha officer so often ¡ª no matter where she sat, she would bump into him. Back when she had first heard the story, Ling Lan had known right away that it was because her dad had already started crushing on her mum. That¡¯s why he was using this sort of ¡¯serendipitous meeting¡¯ method to increase her mum¡¯s impression of him ... he had really been quite desperate. Just like that, a month had passed by in fits and starts. Then one day, Lan Luofeng had ¡¯unfortunately¡¯ ended up alone. The other JMCs in her ss had been sent out to carry out variouspetition missions for the various divisions of the Federation, because the mecha fighter confrontation event had been drawn by the second mainship. Consequently, the second mainship had sent out the main force of their mecha battle squad, and the JMCs in charge of those mecha had to go with them. In the end, only three JMCs were left on the second mainship. Every ss of JMCs had had to leave a member behind on duty; Lan Luofeng¡¯s ss had left the youngest member of their ss, Lan Luofeng, behind. And so when it was time to eat, Lan Luofeng could only go eat by herself. Just as she had sat down to begin her meal, someone suddenly sat down across from her. It was that young and handsome mecha officer who kept bumping into her whom she still didn¡¯t know. Lan Luofeng found it strange that the other would choose to sit at her dining table when there were so many other empty seats and tables around. However, they were in a public canteen ¡ª anyone could freely choose where they wanted to sit. Despite the strangeness, Lan Luofeng didn¡¯t think too much about it and just continued to eat her food. Naturally, Ling Xiao, who had worked so hard to create this opportunity, was unwilling to retreat without attempting anything. Let it be known that for the sake of getting some time alone with Lan Luofeng, he had cracked his head to squeeze out every ounce of ingenuity he had. He had purposely volunteered his unit for the mecha confrontation event mission, just so he could send away all those annoying JMCs hanging around. Yet, he had never gotten to know a girl before, so he was at a loss on what to do next. In the end, he had clumsily chosen to attract Lan Luofeng¡¯s attention by making noise. So, Ling Xiao had used his fingers to knock on the surface of the table lightly. Three long two short. Pause. Followed by another three long two short. Just like that, he started tapping out a consistent rhythm. At first, Lan Luofeng had found it strange, and then her attention had been captured, curious. When she saw that no one else was looking, she quietly asked Ling Xiao what he was doing with this rhythmic tapping. Smiling, Ling Xiao told Lan Luofeng all the information he had prepared beforehand. Apparently, this kind of knocking was a type of code, called the Duomo code. It was a type of secret code shared between a JMC and the mecha fighter they were responsible for. Back during the warring period, there had been an incident where themunications channel connecting a JMC and their mecha had been hacked and deciphered ... in the end, the enemy had used the information gained from this hacking to set up an ambush, resulting in theplete destruction of an entire mecha troop. Later, a JMC named Duomo had thought up this method ofmunication. Using the code he thought up, he had helped his mecha fighter to escape the enemy¡¯s ambush again and again,pleting their missions sessfully to return safely. From then onwards, every JMC would create their own unique Duomo code, to prevent a simr situation from happening ever again. As a JMC, Lan Luofeng was naturally very interested in this sort of code. She sincerely requested to learn more about this code, but Ling Xiao seemed rather reluctant to say more. However, under Lan Luofeng¡¯s repeated pleading, he finally agreed, making Lan Luofeng feel extremely grateful. Listening to the story up till this point, Ling Lan could only sigh at her mum¡¯s na?vet¨¦. Her dad had obviously been putting on an act to reel her mum in. Still, her mum couldn¡¯t be med for getting hooked so easily ¡ª her dad had clearly grasped her mum¡¯s vital point. Any dutiful JMC with ambition would not be able to resist this temptation. All she could say was that her old man had just been too shameless. Whenever Lan Luofeng told the story, at this point, she would hold her face in her hands and sigh dreamily. She would marvel at the fact that Ling Lan¡¯s dad and her were just so meant to be ¡ª because, in their following conversations, she had found out that Ling Xiao was also a mecha fighter of the second mainship, and on top of that, he was one of the mecha fighters she was responsible for. But Ling Xiaoter told her that he had known she was the one from the very beginning. Her voice had been different from anyone else¡¯s ¡ª soft and sweet, so veryfortable to listen to. His heart had imprinted on it from the very moment he had first heard her speak. When Lan Luofeng told Ling Lan this, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but stifle a grin. She just knew that her dad had harboured impure intentions, and it looked like he had a voice kink as well. After spending time alone together, just the two of them, for about half a month, the temperature of their feelings rose quickly. The two of them then agreed to be an exclusive JMC and mecha fighter pair, and together they created a Duomo code that belonged only to them. Of course, this Duomo code hadn¡¯t yet found its way to the battlefield when, after the other JMCs returned, it had begun to be used frequently by them in daily life. Because they were afraid the other JMCs would find out about the two of them (it was primarily Lan Luofeng who was shy ¡ª who asked her to be the youngest and yet be the first one to get a boyfriend?), so every time they wanted to date, Ling Xiao would sit at the table beside Lan Luofeng¡¯s during meal times and rap on the table with his fingers. In their code, he would tell her where and when to meet, and regardless of whether Lan Luofeng was free, she would always rap back in their code to tell Ling Xiao if she would meet him or not. At this point of the story, Ling Lan was really speechless. Could this still be considered dating? Why did it seem more like undercover spies trying to meet up? Still, Ling Lan was d for her mum. Her first love had been so perfect that she had directly gotten married to her dad. It was just unfortunate that her dad had died young ... this should be med on this current world, full of war and strife, no peace in sight. In order to make her mum happy, Ling Lan had expressed great interest in their Duomo code and said that she wanted to learn it. Hearing this, Lan Luofeng had been overjoyed, and had passed everything about this Duomo code belonging to her and Ling Xiao on to Ling Lan. ******** Thinking back on this, Ling Lan began listening closely to Ling Xiao¡¯s tapping sounds. One long two short, three long one short, two long one short, four continuous short taps ... Ling Xiao¡¯s tapping was very systematic. Four distinctly different sound sections, representing four sybles ¡ª posepro kento? kento posepro? token propose? It was ¡¯proposal token¡¯ 2 ! Ugh. Dad, how much did you love mum, really? Ling Lan thought back on all the tests she had gone through thus far; they all had something to do with her mother to some extent. Frankly, Ling Lan was wrongly ming Ling Xiao. Even before Ling Xiao had left for the death tunnel, he had had a premonition that something would go wrong. However, a military order was absolute ¡ª he couldn¡¯t not go. So, before he had left, he had condensed his spirit energy to create this legacy mission, in hopes that his child would be able to obtain his legacy. Still, he knew very well that the upper ranks of the military were greedy for the way he had managed to advance to legendary operator status. Thus, he had not given the legacy mission directly to Lan Luofeng, but had chosen to submit it to his direct superior instead. He had been afraid that Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan would have gotten into trouble for the treasure they possessed, and be targeted and killed by those avaricious people who would do anything to get their hands on his legacy. However, Ling Xiao had also known, that submitting it to his superior might mean that this legacy would never reach the hands of his child either. Thus, he had made further arrangements. He left a message for the old dean of the Central Scout Academy, hoping that once his child Ling Lan entered the scout academy, the dean would submit a request to the military on his behalf to get the legacy back. So that the old dean would put his back into it, Ling Xiao had agreed to release this legacy to the entire Central Scout Academy. Any child who could pass his tests would be able to obtain his legacy. Ling Xiao had worked so hard to arrange all this ¡ª naturally, he didn¡¯t want anyone else to obtain his legacy. So, when creating the contents of the test, he had used a progressive advancement method, which would slowly eliminate any outsiders. In the first round of tests, he had used the foundationalbat arts of the scout academy, to give the impression that he was judging all the children equally. Although this set ofbat arts was pretty much general knowledge, this round could sessfully exclude all adults. He had set it to be a mirroring test, not just for testing purposes, but also to immediately chase out anyone whose body size exceeded 1.6 metres, eliminating almost all adults. This had caused all the fighters of the military who attempted the mission to fail in the very first round. Of course, if Ling Lan had grown up before making contact with this legacy mission, she would also have been chased out and wouldn¡¯t have been able to obtain the legacy. However, Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy was only effective when practised at age 10 and below. After the age of 13, there was basically no chance of training ording to the legacy anymore anyway. Ling Xiao could only hope that Ling Lan would be able to enter the legacy tests before she exceeded the age limit. After ensuring that only children would be able to proceed, Ling Xiao had revealed his true intention from the second round onwards, by using the killing arts of the Ling family loyalists. This move pretty much killed all chances of any other children entering the following rounds of testing. Of course, if the military really wanted to, they could still find a way to get hold of the Ling family loyalists¡¯ killing arts and assist other children to enter the third round. Therefore, in the third round, Ling Xiao had chosen to use a secret base only known to him and Lan Luofeng. Only Lan Luofeng would know how that lovely valley came to be. Within the military camp, when did they ever have the chance to go out and see those beautiful sceneries? Even if they had entered the virtual world, they would have been stuck inside the 7th Division¡¯s world. In order to make Lan Luofeng happy, Ling Xiao had brought her into his mecha and let create an immersive holograph of that lovely valley scene. In her great delight, Lan Luofeng had yfully named it as the ¡¯World of Belief¡¯ ... Chapter 105: The Real Token! Chapter 105: The Real Token! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Xiao believed, that Lan Luofeng would definitely tell Ling Lan about how they had met and fallen in love, and about his mecha. (On the second point, he was mistaken. Lan Luofeng hadn¡¯t told Ling Lan about his mecha, since Lan Luofeng believed that it was still a bit too early to tell Ling Lan about things to do with mecha.) Fortunately, Lan Luofeng had once revealed that the ce she most wanted to visit was the ¡¯World of Belief¡¯, which had been recorded down by Little Four, allowing him to find the correct answer to that earlier question. It had to be said that Ling Lan had passed that test by the skin of her teeth. Still, even if Ling Lan had failed, she could have still gone home to ask Lan Luofeng for the correct answers and attempt the mission againter. Ling Xiao had not restricted the number of times someone could take the tests, for he himself was afraid that his questions were too left-field that even Lan Luofeng might have forgotten about some of the answers. Ling Xiao was also afraid that someone would seed by pure chance, blurting out his mecha¡¯s name on a lucky guess, so he had set up another obstacle. If a candidate randomly entered any of the rooms from the main hall, Ling Xiao would let the candidate know the Ling family training methods. If the candidate trained hard with that, he or she would still be able to achieve imperial operator level ¡ª his father had trained with that set of methods back in those days; it was truly a pretty good training method. In this manner, Ling Xiao would be able to pull the wool over everyone¡¯s eyes and continue to wait for his child to enter the mission for testing. Because, only his child would know that the Ling family mansion was split between the front and back sections, and be able to find the correct room. Of the rooms in the back section, such as the bedrooms and other studies etcetera, it wasn¡¯t asplicated as Ling Lan had assumed. Ling Xiao only existed within his study. In other words, even if Ling Lan had gone into any of the other rooms, there would be no one there to assign any tasks. Only when she entered the study would she see the holographic image Ling Xiao left behind. But in the end, Ling Xiao had still been uneasy. After all, the military¡¯s strength was truly formidable ¡ª he had no way to guarantee that those loyalists from the Ling family mansion wouldn¡¯t betray him and leak the mansion¡¯s secrets to the military. So, he finally decided to add onest test. The content of this test was truly a secret belonging only to him and Lan Luofeng. Mind you, Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng¡¯s exclusive Duomo code had never been used on the outside before. In other words, this code was only known to the two of them. As such, the only people who would be able to answer this test would be Lan Luofeng, and one other ¡ª who was naturally the person who had personally learned the Duomo code from Lan Luofeng. Without a doubt, this other person could only be his child. Just as Ling Xiao predicted, Ling Lan used the Duomo code to crack the final test. Having thought of an answer, Ling Lan decisively turned and left the study. She went to the master bedroom and headed straight for the dressing table to find her mum¡¯s jewellery box. Inside the jewellery box were some luxurious and exquisite essories. Ling Lan casually pawed through them, but didn¡¯t find what she was looking for. She quickly cast it aside and changed directions. She walked to the singrrge bed within the bedroom. Ling Lan was very familiar with this bed ¡ª she had been sleeping on it from birth. She had only said goodbye to it after she had been able to speak coherently enough to ask for her own bedroom. During that time, she had found out that Lan Luofeng had a secretpartment to hide her precious things in on this bed. Ling Lan carefully felt along the edges of the bed, touched a spot, and then a small sma screen suddenly emerged on the smooth headboard of the bed. There was a selection keyboard of 10 number keys disyed on it. Without having to think, Ling Lan directly entered the number code she knew by heart. If Lan Luofeng had never changed it, the code shouldn¡¯t be wrong. After entering the code, it didn¡¯t take 5 seconds before the screen suddenly popped out, and an approximately 30 cm by 50 cm drawer appeared just like that before Ling Lan. As expected, this secretpartment had long been here! Thepartment was empty, nothing at all within it, except for an extremely exquisite little box. Ling Lan took out the box and opened it. Arge, glittering diamond ring appeared before Ling Lan, shining radiantly under themp light. It was the wedding ring that her mum had cherished all this while. Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked in a slight smile, knowing she had found her target. She closed the box, and holding it in her hand, she made her way back to Ling Xiao¡¯s study. Seeing her return, Ling Xiao asked with a half-smile, "Found what I want?" Ling Lan just opened her right hand and showed Ling Xiao the box. Without saying a word, she peered intently at Ling Xiao. The smile on Ling Xiao¡¯s lips grew wider. "This is the thing I want?" Ling Lan still said nothing, only opening the box to reveal therge diamond ring inside it. "This is your answer?" said Ling Xiao with a raised brow, waiting for Ling Lan¡¯s verbal confirmation. "Lan Luofeng¡¯s wedding ring. You gave it to her," replied Ling Lan calmly. Ling Xiaoughed uproariously. Then, his expression was admiring as he said, "Not bad. You actually found the answer. Could you tell me, how exactly did you figure out that this ring was the answer I wanted for this mission?" "I only said that this was a wedding ring. I never said that this was the mission answer." Ling Lan¡¯s words stopped Ling Xiao¡¯sughter in its tracks. He froze, stunned by Ling Lan¡¯s unexpected response. This time, it was Ling Lan¡¯s turn tough. Hells, she had finally managed to give her heartless old man a taste of his own medicine! All this while, she had only been helplessly toyed around with by her old man. Ling Xiao¡¯s awkwardness onlysted for a moment. He quickly collected himself, and said with some amusement, "In that case, why did you bring it here to show me?" "Because, you need it to open the door to get the thing you need." Ling Lan took out the ring and waved it at Ling Xiao. "Oh? I really don¡¯t know what thing I need other than this ring. I¡¯m very sorry, you¡¯ve failed the mission." Ling Xiao¡¯s smile turned cold, and he mercilessly dered Ling Lan¡¯s failure. His clearly disappointed expression seemed to tell Ling Lan that she had really been mistaken. "This is just a proposal ring, not a proposal token. Although it¡¯s only different by one word, what¡¯s wrong is wrong. Right? Oh, father of mine?" Ling Lan mercilessly tore apart Ling Xiao¡¯s lie. "Stop faking. If I were to really choose this diamond ring as my final answer, then the mission would truly be a failure." Ling Xiao seemed utterly unmoved. He only sighed softly and said, "You¡¯ve alreadye so far. If you fail just like this and go back, you¡¯ll probably be unable to ept it either. Let¡¯s do this. I¡¯ll give you one chance. I hope you¡¯ll be able to convince me." Ling Lan knew that this was likely a part of her dad¡¯s test as well, and so did not bother being polite. She walked directly to stand behind her father and poked him with a finger, saying, "Dad, please move aside for a moment." With an indulgent expression, Ling Xiao stood up, cooperatively giving up the study desk. Since he had already chosen to give the candidate a chance, let him do as he will. Ling Lan brazenly sat down in the chair Ling Xiao had just vacated, and pulled out the middle drawer of the study table. She reached into it with an open palm, palm first, toy her hand t against the underneath of the desk surface. After waiting for 3 seconds, nothing changed. Ling Lan abruptly realised that within this memory of Ling Xiao¡¯s 8 years ago, the Ling family safe hadn¡¯t yet been programmed to recognise her fingerprints. Moodily, Ling Lan stood up and said to Ling Xiao, "Lend me your palm." That said, she pulled over her father¡¯s palm and ced it against the bottom of the table surface, holding it there for 3 seconds. Then, a soft, almost imperceptible click could be hearding from a bookcase to the side. Ling Lan walked right up to the fourth bookcase. The bookcase was already filled to bursting with all sorts of paper-based reading material. This sort of ancient reading method was rarely found anymore in this modern generation. Now, in this world, all existing paper-based reading material were old texts inherited from several centuries up to even a millennium ago. Whenever a typical person saw this type of old texts, they would feel respect well out from within; they wouldn¡¯t dare to move around the texts recklessly, much less even try to touch these precious artefacts. However, Ling Lan¡¯s following actions were barbaric. If her actions had been seen by any lovers of old books, she would most certainly be mobbed and critiqued to death. Ling Lan savagely grabbed hold of one particr book and pulled harshly. The book was torn and a round shaped hole with many facets was revealed. It turned out that Ling Lan had only torn off a protective back cover on the ¡¯book¡¯. Of course, if she hadn¡¯t used her father¡¯s palm print to unlock the cover first, even if Ling Lan had used all of her strength, she still wouldn¡¯t have been able to peel off this protective covering. Ling Lan lined up the diamond side of the ring against that multi-faceted round hole, and it fit perfectly. This time, the wait was longer ¡ª after about 6 seconds, a ¡¯ck¡¯ came from within the bookcase. The book Ling Lan grabbed this time was just right beside the ¡¯book¡¯ with a hole. This time, Ling Lan didn¡¯t pull, but pushed it forwards. Following that, the entire shelf of books abruptly disappeared, revealing a square safe about 30 cubic centimetresrge. Apparently, the diamond ring was only the key to open the safe. However, the diamond ring itself was also a test ¡ª if a candidate randomly lucked out during the search and found it, he would be tricked by Ling Xiao¡¯s earlier words and really take the diamond ring to be the real answer Ling Xiao wanted. In that scenario, what the candidate would receive in the end would still be that set of Ling family training methods and not Ling Xiao¡¯s true legacy. Of course, if this were the real world, Ling Lan wouldn¡¯t even have to take the extra step to find the ring. Many times before this, when Lan Luofeng hadn¡¯t been around, Ling Lan had let Little Four municate¡¯ directly with the A.I. of the safe, opening it easily that way. However, right now, they were in the mission world, so Ling Lan had no choice but to be a little more careful. She didn¡¯t know what the consequences would be if she skipped this step ¡ª what if her old man was a stickler for tradition and required everything to follow its proper procedure? If she tried fooling around with any shortcuts in that scenario, she would just be tanking her own chances. Ling Lan decided that it would be better to y it safe. She would rather spend a little more time and make sure this mission waspleted properly. Ling Lan skilfully entered the code to open the safe. Lan Luofeng had never changed the passcode, so the code she knew was the same as the one used here. Inside the safe were plenty of antiques, along with many strange and rare odds and ends. They had all been collected by the many generations of Ling family heads, including some cool stuff that Ling Xiao himself had found, such as the exquisite writing brush Ling Lan had once used. Ling Lan desultorily pawed through the items and picked out three from the pile. She ced them in front of Ling Xiao and said, "Dad, this is the proposal token you wanted. All three of them." All three items looked exceedinglymon ¡ª a white sheet of paper that could be bought from any road-side stall, a chip that couldn¡¯t be moremon, and a keychain shaped like a mecha. Chapter 106: Vision and Hand Speed! Chapter 106: Vision and Hand Speed! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr That sheet of white paper was already filled with writing ¡ª it held the marriage vows Ling Xiao had written for Lan Luofeng! Every vow on the paper just proved that Ling Xiao was totally henpecked 1 . The chip, was the control chip of Ling Xiao¡¯s wealth. With this chip alone, Lan Luofeng would be able to forcefully transfer all of Ling Xiao¡¯s worldly possessions to someone else¡¯smunicator without having to get Ling Xiao¡¯s approval. Meanwhile, that keychain was modelled after Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha. What this really represented, or if there was any deeper meaning to it, Lan Luofeng had never told Ling Lan. She had only told Ling Lan that of these three things, the most valuable was actually this keychain, but now it had be just a souvenir ... Ling Xiao looked at the three items before him with aplicated expression, but he was clearly moved. However, he very quickly managed to calm his almost overflowing emotions and raised his head to smile blindingly at Ling Lan. "Congrattions, Ling Lan, you¡¯ve passed. You shall receive Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy, my legacy ... my child, I¡¯m so very happy today!" Ling Xiao¡¯s smile caused Ling Lan to be awestruck. Now she finally understood why her mum would always lose her mind in fantasies whenever she talked about her dad ¡ª her dad¡¯s sincere smile was just too stunning. Even in this future world where one could find beautiful men and women everywhere, her dad¡¯s looks were definitely still of the godlike legendary level. Ling Xiao made Ling Lan stand before him. At this moment, he was silent. After a long while, a light trace of loss appeared on his expression, and he said, "Honestly, I don¡¯t wish for this legacy mission to appear. Because, its appearance would mean that I¡¯m really gone. If possible, I really want to apany my wife, and be by your side as you grow up ... I can¡¯t bear to let you both go. My child, I don¡¯t even know if you¡¯re a boy or a girl. I really wish I could see for myself how you look like, whether you resemble me or your mum ..." Ling Xiao¡¯s loss ofposurested for only a split second; he soon regained his equilibrium and said self-mockingly, "What¡¯s with this sentimentality ... is this the result of the wavering of belief? What a terrible feeling." Ling Xiao recovered his usual smile once more and looked at Ling Lan. The nameless tenderness in his gaze caused Ling Lan¡¯s heart to spasm, as all sorts of emotions rose up within her heart. Ling Lan knew very well that Ling Xiao was definitely not looking at her right now. This Ling Xiao was a manifestation of spiritual energy from 8 years ago ¡ª perhaps this affectionate gaze was meant for Lan Luofeng, and maybe included some anticipation for his then unborn child? But for some unknown reason, this scene just tugged at Ling Lan¡¯s heartstrings, making her heart ache. She didn¡¯t know if it was because she had merged with this bodypletely, causing her to be unable to control her emotions when faced with this body¡¯s biological father. Ling Xiao said, "I believe that my child is the strongest child. I will entrust your mum to you. You must definitely make her happy! I¡¯m an irresponsible husband, and also an irresponsible father. I¡¯ve failed you both." Ling Lan tried to speak, but Ling Xiao made a stopping motion, "Don¡¯t speak. Let me hold on to my fantasy a while longer ... you will call me ¡¯Daddy¡¯ earnestly, and then say ¡¯I love you¡¯." That said, Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and said hoarsely, "Isn¡¯t that just a useless daydream? An irresponsible person like me ... if I get a scolding, it would already be too easy on me. What right do I have to ask you, my child, to call me ¡¯daddy¡¯ 2 ?" Ling Lan¡¯s mouth twitched, but she did not call out ¡¯daddy¡¯ in the end. Although she knew that Ling Xiao was her dad of this life, and Ling Xiao was extremely familiar to her due to the constant reminiscences of her mum ... The address of ¡¯daddy¡¯ was really quite difficult for the mentally mature Ling Lan to voice out. Ling Lan could only put the me on this man across from her ¡ª he was just too young, causing her mind to inexplicably rebel against the very idea. Dejection shed through Ling Xiao¡¯s gaze; those words of his were actually an indirect plea for his child to call him ¡¯daddy¡¯. He didn¡¯t dare to ask directly, because he felt he had wronged his child. Sadly, the truth was really just as he had feared. His child truly hated him and was unwilling to call him ¡¯daddy¡¯ ¡ª this reality made him feel very hurt. The Ling Xiao of 8 years ago had imagined many possibilities of this encounter, and this was one which he had most hoped not to see ... Regardless of how dejected Ling Xiao felt, he still began to teach his first lesson. Ling Lan thought that the first lesson would be Ling Xiao¡¯s exclusive physical skills or something along those lines ¡ª mind you, the very first lesson she received when she first entered the learning space, and also when she first entered the Central Scout Academy, was physical skills (other than theoretical studies). After all, the basics were the most important. "Are you wondering why we aren¡¯t starting with physical skills?" asked the Ling Xiao of 8 years ago, having predicted Ling Lan¡¯s puzzlement. Since Ling Xiao was the one to ask, Ling Lan naturally nodded without any hesitation, and waited for Ling Xiao to exin. Smiling, Ling Xiao told Ling Lan that the academy¡¯s basic physical skills set was the umtion of the efforts of countless talents over tens of thousands of years. It was definitely one of the best foundational physical skills set avable, so before Ling Lan fully mastered that set of physical skills, he would not teach Ling Lan any other physical skills, including his own exclusive physical skills. Many people, before their basics had been built properly, would already attempt to learn physical skills or spiritual skills of a higher level ¡ª this waspletely wrong. Think about it. If you try to build a building when your foundations haven¡¯t even been settled yet, how would you be able to build a tall building? Ling Xiao was unsure how the other legendary operators had advanced to their level, but Ling Xiao¡¯s advancement was closely tied to his foundations. Back then, Ling Xiao had only wanted to prove himself to his father his own way, and so had refused to learn the Ling family¡¯s secret physical skills. Instead, he had trained in the academy¡¯s foundational physical skills until he mastered it to its extreme. In the process, he had touched on the most profound meaning of foundational physical skills, which showed him a path to advance to legendary status ... "What does it mean to fully master it?" asked Ling Lan, puzzled. She already knew the foundational physical skills by heart ¡ª could it be that she still hadn¡¯t been doing it right? "When you can execute this set of physical skills without having to think about it, no longer limited to the stances ¡ª about then, you will naturally understand," exined Ling Xiao briefly. He didn¡¯t want Ling Lan to be impatient ¡ª she was still young and had plenty of time. "Now, what I can teach you is how to improve your eyesight and hand speed. These are things that you cannotck for eitherbat or operating mecha," said Ling Xiao. "They are both things that require hard work to train, especially finger speed. That needs to be trained beginning from youth, while the bones of the fingers haven¡¯t fully grown yet and are still extremely flexible. Only then can you develop your personal limits to its maximum." That said, Ling Xiao suddenly lifted up a palm. A clear and translucent round bead was mped between two of his fingers. And then all his fingers started to dance, causing the bead to tumble freely amidst the five fingers. It started out slow, but the speed gradually became faster and faster ¡ª in the end, Ling Lan, who took pride in her eyesight, couldn¡¯t even see a shadow of the bead anymore. Ling Xiao¡¯s fingers had be mere afterimages in the air, so quick that she couldn¡¯t even tell which finger was which ... Just as Ling Lan was staring as if in a trance, Ling Xiao suddenly folded his fingers to make a fist. The abrupt shift from movement to stillness disoriented Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, making them ache, extremely ufortable. "Your vision hasn¡¯t reached the level of my hand speed, which is why you feel the strain. Close your eyes and rest for a bit." Ling Lan did as Ling Xiao said, and soon found that her eyes no longer felt stretched and achy. Only then did she open her eyes again. "That¡¯s where the limit of your eyesight is. You feel it now? From now on, you must train your hand speed. At the same time, you must get your vision up to the level of your hand speed. This requires slow and steady training. There is no shortcut," said Ling Xiao to Ling Lan. Legacy missions weren¡¯t as miraculous as most people thought ¡ª there is no way for someone to ascend to the heavens in one step. To seed, it all still depended on your own effort to earn it; the legacy mission would only show you how to do so more efficiently, that¡¯s all. "I understand." Ling Lan nodded, heart filled with gratitude for Ling Xiao¡¯s mentoring. As he trained her hand speed and vision, Ling Xiao had indirectly been telling Ling Lan that, to be strong, she needed to rely on her own efforts ¡ª no one else could do it for her. "Just now, was that already your fastest speed?" Ling Lan, who was in a great mood, finally disyed the curiosity a 7 year old child should have. Ling Xiao only smiled silently, but spread out his fingers once more. In his palm was no longer just the one crystal bead from before, but a whole nine beads. Ling Lan found herself tongue-tied with astonishment. Before she could find her voice to ask, Ling Xiao¡¯s fingers started moving once more. The nine crystal beads collided with each other within his palm, emitting clear and reverberating bell-like sounds. As they collided with one another, the beads started bouncing irregrly ¡ª this was the hardest thing to control, because you had to predict where each bead would go. Ling Lan was sure she could control one bead with no pressure, two if the speed wasn¡¯t too fast, but three would be tricky. However, Ling Xiao easily controlled all nine beads, his fingers flying swiftly to block every single one before they could fall, only allowing them to roll around in his palm. Gradually, Ling Xiao¡¯s speed became faster and faster, until finally, the sounds of the beads colliding meshed into one solid sound, no gaps between collisions. At this point, Ling Lan could no longer see what was going on in Ling Xiao¡¯s hand ¡ª everything was just a blur. Ling Lan thought that this was already the limit, but unexpectedly, something even more astonishing happened. Gradually, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t even see the blur of shadows anymore ... It was as if Ling Xiao had spread open his palm like a lotus flower, but there was no sign of those beads within it. Ling Lan knew this was a false impression; Ling Xiao¡¯s speed had just reached a frightening level, enough to fool the eyes into registering this illusion, defaulting back into the original setting. This was a misperception, an illusion born of sheer overwhelming speed. Before Ling Lan could regain her senses, she heard several consecutive cking noises, nine in total. Following these sounds, Ling Xiao abruptly stopped the motions of his fingers. At this moment, Ling Lan felt a throbbing pain in her eyes, and tears begin to spill over from them in a flood. They had been working too hard to try and see a speed too far beyond their limits, and had finally incurred the bacsh. It took a while, but Ling Lan finally feltfortable again. She opened her eyes and saw Ling Xiao standing before her with a smile, his right hand in a loose fist. "I¡¯m alright now," said Ling Lan embarrassedly. She focused her attention on Ling Xiao¡¯s right hand. Ling Xiao slowly opened his right palm. In the middle of his palm, the initially solid crystal beads had been turned into a heap of powder. Ling Xiao shook his fingers lightly, and the fine powder scattered, sifting through his fingers to drift slowly to the ground. Under the refraction of the light, the crystal powder sparkled, sending out countless glimmering rays, immersing the two of them in an illusion of a magical realm. Chapter 107: Transported to the Capital? Chapter 107: Transported to the Capital? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan wasn¡¯t bedazzled by this magical scene; her expression changed slightly in awareness. Although Ling Lan hadn¡¯t been able to see what was going on in Ling Xiao¡¯s palm earlier, she could tell that Ling Xiao¡¯s fingers hadn¡¯t been exerting much pressure; he had just simply been blocking the paths of those crystal beads to prevent them from falling off his palm. But it was precisely this sort of forceless pressure that, under the workings of extreme speed, had shattered the crystal beads from the inside out. It was clear to see just how much destructive power it had. "Looks like, you¡¯ve understood." Ling Xiao was very pleased with Ling Lan¡¯s reaction. He had thought that he would have to exin in further detail, but unexpectedly, Ling Lan had actually grasped the deeper meaning already. "Yep, when anything reaches a certain limit, a great energy will be created," said Ling Lan carefully, summarizing her thoughts. Ling Lan was very excited internally, because she had finally met someone she could discuss these things with. In the learning space, her instructors only let her feel things out for herself, never ever telling her much about Dao, causing Ling Lan to feel extremely lost. "That¡¯s right. I didn¡¯t expect you to notice that point. I call it ¡¯Shi¡¯ 1 , and there isn¡¯t just one type of Shi, but many. However, Ling Lan, you must remember not to bite off more than you can chew. More Shi is not always better." Ling Xiao nced coolly at Ling Lan, rapidly cooling down her initially bubbling excitement. Ling Xiao¡¯s reminder caused Ling Lan to be thoughtful. After that, Ling Xiao didn¡¯t let Ling Lan remain for long in the mission space. He only told her that in future, she could ess this ce directly to find him by using his spirit crystal, with no need to take the test again. Then, Ling Lan was immediately sent back to the login point of the academy¡¯s virtual world. ******** "You finally appeared, Boss!" When Little Four saw Ling Lan, he burst out in tears and pounced on her, clearly upset. Ling Lan reflexively caught hold of Little Four, and cautioned him saying, "Youing out like this, won¡¯t it be suspicious?" Little Four sniffled, "It¡¯s no problem, Boss. This is a special space I created. We can see outside, but they can¡¯t see us." "Right, in the mission space, why did you be silent after I arrived at the Ling family mansion?" Ling Lan had thought it strange. If she hadn¡¯t been afraid that her dad wouldn¡¯t acknowledge it, she would really have liked to just let Little Four open the safe directly. She had originally thought that Little Four would jump out straightaway to critique her dad¡¯s pedantry, but Little Four had been surprisingly silent and non-reactive. Back then, she had been too caught up with the mission, so although Ling Lan was puzzled, she didn¡¯t have the mind to go ask Little Four about it. But now, Ling Lan¡¯s curiosity was back. Ling Lan¡¯s words caused Little Four to recall his misery, and he started crying once more. Under Ling Lan¡¯s constion, he managed to tell her the reason in between sobs ¡ª apparently, when Ling Lan had entered the study and seen Ling Xiao smiling face, what greeted Little Four had instead been Ling Xiao¡¯s sharp and cold gaze. That piercing gaze had scrambled Little Four¡¯s operations, kicking him right out of the legacy space. This was also the reason why Little Four had been unresponsive ¡ª he had been kicked out by Ling Xiao at that point. Ling Lan frowned, a little worried. Did this mean that anyone with strong spiritual strength would be able to discover Little Four¡¯s existence? Little Four sensed Ling Lan¡¯s anxiety for him, and his core chip actually started to heat up. However, this heat was warm and veryfortable, cheering him up immensely. He said then to Ling Lan, "Boss, don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve met other people before with great mental and spiritual energy, but they never noticed me. Perhaps it was because I entered your dad¡¯s legacy space, which is equivalent to entering his spiritual self, that¡¯s why he noticed me." "Hmm, yup, what you say makes sense. Still, please be careful after this. Don¡¯t simply go into other people¡¯s spiritual self. Let¡¯s avoid the risk." Ling Lan felt that what Little Four said made sense, but still cautioned Little Four to be more careful in the virtual world from now on. He shouldn¡¯t get too caught up in thinking he was a god. The two of them talked for a little bit longer. During this time, Little Four was multitasking ¡ª he was also controlling the fake Ling Lan he had created to walk out of the library and slowly make its way to the login point. Then, he made the fake Ling Lan go through the motions of logging out. Due to expending so much brainpower during the legacy mission, Ling Lan was somewhat fatigued. So, she logged out of the virtual world together with Little Four and went off to take a good long rest. Meanwhile, due to Little Four¡¯s thorough arrangements, neither the monitoring military nor the other students entering for the test noticed that Ling Lan had already sneakily obtained Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy. To create the false impression that the legacy mission was still uncracked, Little Four left the virtual pocket testing space up. Until one day, it disappeared along with Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy mission, throwing the military into disarray, unable to figure out what had happened ... ******** After Ling Lan received her father¡¯s legacy, she began practising the bead exercise every day with both hands at the same time. Of course, Ling Lan did not practise with those precious crystal beads, but with sturdy steel beads instead. Qi Long and the others, who had been hanging out with Ling Lan all this while, saw Ling Lan forever carrying around two steel beads to fiddle with, and was ovee with curiosity. So they asked Ling Lan why she was doing so. Ling Lan felt that this was not any special training method that she needed to keep secret ¡ª Ling Xiao himself had said before that this was just a small technique to train up hand speed, the key was whether one had enough determination to keep working on it without giving up. Thus, she generously told them what she was doing, and exined what benefits the training would bring. When Qi Long and the others heard this, they immediately had stars in their eyes. Hand speed had always been a troublesome issue for fighters and mecha operators ¡ª even though the Federation had also tried to develop some training methods to increase hand speed, the effectiveness of those methods was limited, yielding only slight improvements. The moment one hit a bottleneck, there would be no more effect from then onwards. The others in the group rushed to follow Ling Lan and train together, and so a trend swept through the Central Scout Academy ¡ª several bored students of the second grade ss-A, no matter if they were reading, eating, or chatting, would always be seen fiddling with a small steel bead in their hands, rolling it round and round in their palms ... Just like that, they trained steadily for several months, and Ling Lan abruptly found that she had not experienced any improvement in an entire month. Every night, using three steel beads simultaneously, her training would break down at the 3.0127 minute mark. For a whole month she struggled and hovered on this time frame, and Ling Lan just knew that she had encountered her first bottleneck. Ling Lan really wanted to break through this bottleneck, so she specially increased the practise time for hand speed ... but the more impatient she was, the worse the effect. Ling Lan found that after several consecutive days of forceful extended training, her hand speed actually deteriorated to a certain degree instead. She knew then that she couldn¡¯t continue this sort of self-punishing training anymore, otherwise, not only would there be no effect, she may even cause some unnecessary problem to appear in her two hands. Ling Lan decided to rest well for a bit ¡ª besides the missions from the learning space which had never stopped, whether it was in reality or within the virtual world, Ling Lan chose to stop everything. Her typically busy life abruptly became free, causing her to feel a little out of sorts. Seeing his boss¡¯s clear difort, Little Four thought of a good way to kill time and rx at the same time. He prepared an adult appearance for Ling Lan to use in the virtualwork so that she could go explore the virtual world outside and expand her horizons. Little Four¡¯s suggestion touched Ling Lan deeply. After all, she had never been to the real virtual world ¡ª the virtual world of the Central Scout Academy, at the end of the day, was just a tform for the students to familiarise themselves with the virtual world. Immediate action is better than anticipation ¡ª that very afternoon, Ling Lan made Little Four get everything ready, and then she logged into the virtual world, prepared for her first foray into the outside world. Ling Lan entered the login point ¡ª it was still the same hall she had first logged into, no changes whatsoever. At first, Ling Lan thought Little Four had forgotten about modifying her appearance, so she said moodily, "Little Four, why didn¡¯t you help to change my appearance?" Sigh, a kid was still a kid after all, easily dropping the ball at crucial moments. Speechless, Little Four made a floor-length mirror appear in front of Ling Lan, presenting Ling Lan¡¯s current appearance to her. "Hehehe ..." giggled Ling Lan in embarrassment. It turned out that Ling Lan¡¯s appearance had already been changed. When Ling Lan had logged in, Little Four had immediately modified her brainwaves, helping her into her virtual disguise instantaneously. Ling Lan¡¯s current form was that of a girl around sixteen years old, in the flower of her youth ¡ª her looks bore some resemnce to the Ling Lan of herst life, with a steam-bun face 2 and a pair of big lively eyes, extremely alert and adorable. "This appearance ... isn¡¯t it just too ¡¯kawaii¡¯ 3 ?" She looked like a total loli 4 ! Ling Lan felt a little awkward. To be honest, she had already gotten used to her shota 5 face of this life that leaned more towards the boyish side. "This way, no one will ever suspect that you¡¯re Ling Lan!" Little Four was perplexed. He had gone to so much effort to create a human appearance that waspletely different from the current Ling Lan ¡ª why would Boss have anyints? "That¡¯s true." Ling Lan finally got with the program. If they had fashioned an appearance that had simr qualities to her current self, though the probability of being discovered was still very low, there was always the slight chance she would be discovered. Little Four had really considered everything very thoroughly. Ling Lan didn¡¯t hold back her admiration, showering Little Four generously with praise, sending Little Four straight into a happy daze. When he heard Ling Lan request to go to the capital, still hazy with pleasure, Little Four didn¡¯t look at the name of the, choosing a capital quickly and beginning their transportation ... Cough cough , who asked every to have a capital? Little Four had just sent Ling Lan off when he noticed the problem. However, Little Four didn¡¯t dare to say anything. He had just received Ling Lan¡¯s praise ¡ª if he revealed his mistake now, wouldn¡¯t that just be pping himself in the face? Besides, Azure¡¯s capital was still a capital! His boss hadn¡¯t really specified that she wanted to go to the capital of Doha ... At this point, Ling Lan had no idea that her current position was already no longer on the of Doha where she lived. Instead, she was now on Azure, a on the fringes of the Federation several hundred thousands of light-years away. Ling Lan stood at the transfer point, looking around in shock and surprise at the vintage scene before her. She could almost believe that she had returned to the olden times. "I thought that the capital should be even more advanced and futuristic than the city we live in. Who knew it¡¯d be this traditional?" "Every city¡¯s setting is different. The capitals here all have more traditional settings." Little Four secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead; at least that excuse had sounded somewhat usible. Chapter 108: A Dangerous Man! Chapter 108: A Dangerous Man! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "That¡¯s true. Butpared to a modern science-fiction type setting, I like this better." Ling Lan smiled. The familiar architecture and the familiar surroundings made her feel at ease instantly, sweeping away the tiredness that had been umted over several months of high-intensity training. When Little Four heard that Ling Lan liked it here, all his nerves and anxiety fled. Now wasn¡¯t this just a fortuitous mistake? Thinking of this, Little Four started to be a little smug ¡ª as I thought, I¡¯m really the smartest intelligent bio-entity. Even when I make a mistake, I make it in such a perfect way! Leaving Little Four¡¯s private celebration aside, Ling Lan brought Little Four along as she toured the entire capital city. Of course, she was only window shopping. For one, this identity didn¡¯t have a corresponding central bank ount, and so had no way to pay with credits. Although Little Four could have found a way to handle it, Ling Lan was of the mind that they should avoid doing unnecessary things to avoid trouble. Most importantly, she was afraid that the central bank would run scans at irregr intervals ¡ª if anything was exposed, it would be troublesome for both her and Little Four. Secondly, this identity also didn¡¯t have any safe dummy mailing address. Was she supposed to get the stores to deliver anything she bought to the Ling family estates? Then what would be the point of going to the trouble of making this fake identity? Ling Lan was just like an imprisoned bird which had been set free ¡ª she was full of enthusiasm no matter what she saw. Being able to freely walk the streets and browse was fulfilling a dream of hers which spanned both her lives. In her previous life, she had always been confined to her sickbed. She dreamt every day of having the chance to go out and explore the streets, but unfortunately, till the end, that dream had never been realised. And then, since she had been born in this world, she had always been restricted to her home. And after that, she became restricted to the scout academy ¡ª although the virtual world of the scout academy also had shops, the items they offered were extremely monotonous, all having something to do with learning. Furthermore, the shops were all too science-fictiony, so Ling Lan just couldn¡¯t experience any of the enjoyment of regr shopping there. However, this capital waspletely different. The ssical buildings, as well as the decorations of the stores were all very simr to that of the stores in her previous life, giving her the satisfying feeling of ¡¯ttening a road¡¯ 1 . Her mood was endlessly buoyant. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that every time she entered a store, a store introduction would pop up right before her eyes, Ling Lan might have believed that she was actually browsing a real street. The capital truly lived up to its status as the capital. Whether it was in terms of fashion, food, activity, or amodation, the sheer variety was dazzling. Just as Ling Lan was engrossed in her sightseeing, the people around her, who had also been busy with their shopping, suddenly stopped walking, as if receiving some unknown signal. On their faces were expressions of excitement. Some of them even yelled out involuntarily. Very quickly, they changed their personal ns, all of them heading mutually towards the same direction. "What¡¯s going on?" Ling Lan was a little bewildered by this, and hurried to ask Little Four. Without dy, Little Four immediately began a search. Then, with a surprised expression, he said, "There¡¯s actually a mechabat tournament happening here. And it¡¯s a cross-level J6 challenge against a J8, can this be real?" Ling Lan, who knew almost nothing about the world outside in this life, said dumbly, "J6? J8? What¡¯s that?" Little Four pped his forehead; only now did he remember that he had forgotten to supplement Ling Lan¡¯s knowledge on this front. So, he quickly gave a general overview of what mechabat tournaments were all about. In the virtual world, this mechabat tournament was actually a type ofbat game that was open to all members of the public. Any citizen could participate in thebat game as long as they were 13 years old and above. Meanwhile, the students of the scout academy could get rid of the seal of the scout academy once they turned 13, and enter the real virtual world. In other words, if they followed the normal schedule, Ling Lan would only be able toe here after she turned 13. Regardless of age, any newbie who just started the game would be at level J0. They needed to learn how to operate mecha and go through rtedbat training before unlocking the newbie arena. After earning 100 points, they would sessfully move forward into level J1; and after umting 1000 points, they¡¯d enter level J2. Calcting forwards from this, you can just imagine what an astronomical number of points was needed to achieve level J9. Little Four told Ling Lan that very few mecha operators managed to advance to level J9 ¡ª of the billions of people in the entire Federation, there were only about three to four thousand people who had done it. Of course, there is also a level higher than J9, but those people who could achieve it would not bother with this sort of mechabat game for the masses. Little Four didn¡¯t borate much on that, for he felt that these things were still a little too far off for Ling Lan to worry about. "It¡¯s lucky then that cross-level challenges are allowed?" Otherwise, going ording to the regr flow, slowly umting points bit by bit, who knows how many months and years it would take to enter J9? Ling Lan felt a little dizzy just looking at the countless number of zeroes behind that extrapted number. "It¡¯s allowed, but the conditions for a cross-level challenge is very strict. If a challenger fails, the punishment may make the person regret it so much that they¡¯d kill themselves ..." said Little Four in a t tone. Advantages are not so easily obtained. "For a cross-level challenge, winning one fight isn¡¯t enough. You would have to consecutively defeat three randomly selected high-level opponents over the course of three days before your cross-level challenge is considered sessful. Only then will you really enter the ranks of that level. But if you lose, the point deduction is extremely harsh. Take that J6 for example, he might very likely lose so many marks that he would fall directly back to level J3, maybe even J2." Little Four exined the rules and punishment rted to this cross-level challenge. "Well, it still seems worth it. Even if he falls down to J2 or J3, he can just challenge a J7 or J8 next time. As long as he can manage 3 wins sometime, won¡¯t he be right back up?" said Ling Lan, disagreeing. "How could it be that easy? Each person only has three chances to initiate a cross-level challenge every year. Unless he wins all three times, otherwise, if he loses just once, he would have to start over and umte points again. As everyone knows, points are extremely hard to collect in the mechabat tournaments. It requires a lot of time and matches. More importantly, the so-called cross-level challenges are actually just a cross-1-level challenge. A J2 can only challenge a J4, a J3 can only challenge a J5 ... so even if he waits a whole year, he still wouldn¡¯t be able to return to his original position. Boss, do you still think this kind of cross-level challenge is worth it?" Little Four¡¯s words stunned Ling Lan. "So that¡¯s how it is. Then, isn¡¯t the cross-level challenge just for show? Probably very few people would choose to try a cross-level challenge, right?" It looked like the creator of the game really hated people who took shortcuts, actually posing such imposing restrictions and obstacles. "Of course, otherwise the people here wouldn¡¯t be so worked up over this current challenge. There might still be many cross-level challenges in the lower levels, but a high-level cross-level challenge is very rarely seen. Especially this type of J6 vs J8 challenge ¡ª I¡¯ve heard that you might not even see one within 100 years. Boss, you¡¯re really quite lucky." Little Four reported everything he had learned from his searches to Ling Lan, telling her that this uing mecha fight was really very umon. "Then let¡¯s go take a look." Ling Lan¡¯s interest was thoroughly piqued by Little Four. They moved along with the crowd towards their destination ¡ª a seven-storey tall pagoda. "Drats, we need to buy tickets." Ling Lan was about to walk through the entrance when a line of text suddenly appeared before her. Her mood fell ¡ª apparently tickets were required to enter. This was also the first time Little Four was entering a battle stadium to watch a mecha fight, so he hadn¡¯t known they had needed tickets either. Hearing Ling Lan¡¯s words, he said, "Wait one moment," and disappeared. Ling Lan thought that Little Four would be away for some time, but surprisingly, it had only been a few seconds when Little Four returned. He made a victory pose with his hands and said smugly, "Boss, everything¡¯s settled." As Little Four was speaking, another personpletely covered up in a ck windbreaker was just about to buy the ticket number he was interested in when a notification popped up on hismunicator: "Sorry, the ticket number you¡¯ve selected is no longer avable. Please make a new selection." "Eh? Weird, someone was actually faster than me? It¡¯s been taken ..." muttered the person to himself. He had no choice but to choose the seat right next to the one he had wanted. Seeing the words ¡¯purchase sessful¡¯ appear, he closed hismunicator and walked into the battle stadium. At this moment, Little Four was extremely pleased with himself. He had finally gotten the chance to show off his skills as an omnipotent underling in front of Ling Lan ¡ª for a godlike existence like him, sneaking Ling Lan in without a ticket was nothing. Um ... no, Little Four was an obedient babe ¡ª he would never do this sort of underhanded thing. He was just ... doing a favour, yep, doing a favour by showing up to watch. Receiving Little Four¡¯s confirmation, Ling Lan walked towards the entrance of the battle stadium once more. This time, the words that appeared before her was no longer a reminder to buy a ticket. Instead, the words were a wee ¡ª thank you for your patronage, your seat number is XX-section XX-row XX-number. Ling Lan sighed in wonder yet again; Little Four was truly very useful. Whether it was in the real world or in the virtual world, she just couldn¡¯t get by without Little Four¡¯s help. Ling Lan stepped through the gates and felt the scenery twist before eyes. And then, she found herself standing at the entrance to a random passage, rows and rows of seats before her. "Could you please give way?" An icy voice rang out from behind Ling Lan. She quickly turned and saw a man in a windbreaker standing there. What surprised Ling Lan was that the man¡¯s face was almost wrapped uppletely by therge hood of the windbreaker ¡ª only his lower jaw and slightly quirked thin lips could be seen from within its shadow. "Uh ... sorry." Ling Lan ducked her head apologetically, and hurried to give way. Her head lowered, Ling Lan did not let the other discover her shock. She clenched her fists tightly, annoyed at herself for being careless. Just now, Ling Lan actually hadn¡¯t sensed the presence of anyone behind her. This was the first time someone had been able to get close to her without her noticing ¡ª if the other had had any bad intentions and ambushed her, she would definitely have been KO-ed directly and be deader than dead. And when she had faced the man, a pressing sense of danger had risen from her heart. This was the first time she could actually feel danger emanating from a person¡¯s body. The man did not say anything, only nodding at Ling Lan lightly to signify thanks before moving past Ling Lan. It looked like he was also an audience member who hade to watch the match. Ling Lan did not follow after him right away; she was still a little wary of that man, and decided that it would be a better idea to keep some distance from him. The man finally walked off into the distance, far enough that Ling Lan could no longer see his silhouette. Then, she heard Little Four say, "Oh crap, that fellow is a hacker ... no, he¡¯s very likely one of those rumoured spectres." "Little Four, by spectre, do you mean those beings capable of wiping out a person¡¯s consciousness in the virtual world?" "Of course! The aura of that person is very simr ¡ª it¡¯s a type of spiritual mutation that belongs to a spectre hacker," confirmed Little Four. Even within the virtual world, Ling Lan could feel cold sweat breaking out on her forehead at these words. No wonder she had sensed so much danger from the man ¡ª it turned out that he was a being who could kill someone without a trace ... Boo hoo hoo, this virtual world was really very dangerous. Even if Ling Lan could KO a person like this a hundred thousand times over in real life, in the virtual world, she still needed to give these people a wide berth. Chapter 109: God View! Chapter 109: God View! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 "Boss, do you want to know that person¡¯s real identity? I can go find out!" Little Four¡¯s eyes were sparkling, as if he had found some great new toy. Ling Lan was just about to agree when she suddenly grew cautious and asked, "How are you nning to find out?" Little Four said excitedly, "Of course by infiltrating the other¡¯s spiritual self! Then I¡¯ll be able to see the other¡¯s true identity." "Not allowed!" barked Ling Lan fiercely inside the mind-space. Ling Lan had not forgotten about what had happened within her dad¡¯s mission space. Little Four had said then that a strong person¡¯s spiritual self would be able to discover him, and may even take control of Little Four to harm him. Who knew if this hacker-evolved spectre would be able to cause some catastrophic damage to Little Four? "Why?" Little Four was taken aback by Ling Lan¡¯s sharp rebuke. Mind you, even when Ling Lan had been applying domestic violence in the past, she had never before treated him so sternly. That scary expression and tone of voice didn¡¯t just shock Little Four but also hurt him. He wilted, a depressed expression on his face. He started to wonder if Ling Lan didn¡¯t like him anymore, treating him this way. "First off, we have no conflict with him. Why poke a sleeping tiger? If we anger him, and he decides toe after us, we¡¯ll be in a lot of trouble ..." Little Four was just about to say that he wasn¡¯t at all afraid of that, because he could handle everything just fine, but Ling Lan pressed down on his little shoulder at that moment. She said earnestly, "Most importantly, I don¡¯t want you, Little Four, to be in danger. If anything happened to you, I would regret it for the rest of my life. So, Little Four, you must promise me. You must protect yourself well, so that you can stay by my side forever and ever, until the day I leave this world ..." Hearing this little speech by Ling Lan, all of Little Four¡¯s sadness and resentment disappeared ... he felt as if his CPU was overloaded ¡ª not just that, his core chip was starting to heat up, bing hotter and hotter, almost reaching critical levels. He should have been frantic and panicked, and tried to find a way to cool his core chip down rapidly ... but, goddammit, he just didn¡¯t want to. He even felt that the existence of this heat was truly wondrous ¡ª he loved this feeling so much he could die. Ling Lan saw Little Four¡¯s ck and unresponsive face and was afraid he hadn¡¯t understood what she had been trying to say. So, with emphasis, she repeated again, "Little Four, listen, I forbid you from going off on your own from now on to investigate the spiritual selves of anyone strong or dangerous. As long as the other leaves us alone, we¡¯ll leave them alone too. Remember, you must protect yourself. Didn¡¯t you want to be my number one follower? If you don¡¯t listen to me, I¡¯ll take away your precious number one follower position." Ling Lan decided that a threat was necessary along with the warning to show just how serious she was about this. At this point, Little Four had already lost all ability to think, but that grand goal of being the number one follower had always been a top priority in his heart, so when he heard Ling Lan¡¯s warning threat, he hurriedly nodded obediently, giving up any thought of checking out that man. He could lose anything else, but that number one follower position must not be lost! This was Little Four¡¯s only major ambition ever since he had be aware. In that case, he would let that man go this time. Still ... Little Four finally returned to normal. His CPU was no longer running on overdrive, and his chip was no longer in danger of shorting. He looked towards the direction where the man had vanished and fiercely swung his fist into the air. He was determined to not let that man hurt his boss, otherwise, even if he had to go against his boss¡¯s words, he would still give that man a piece of his mind. After obtaining Little Four¡¯s promise, Ling Lan could finally rx. She waited for a few minutes, then slowly made her way to the designated eating area at the front to look for her seat. It should be said that looking for a seat in the virtual world was extremely easy ¡ª the moment she entered the seating area, a chart of the seatingyout automatically appeared before her eyes. A red light was blinking on one of the seats on the chart, while a green dot was gradually moving forwards. Yup, that green dot was herself. Very quickly, Ling Lan had followed the chart to find her seat. Once she sat down, the chart before her eyes disappeared, and she regained her usual vision. Ling Lan looked around curiously at the audience around her. A familiar outfit caught her eye, rendering her speechless instantly, curse words pouring out in a torrent inside her mind ... Why was she so unlucky? Actually meeting up once again with this dangerous fellow. It turned out that Ling Lan¡¯s neighbouring seat was upied by that dangerous man with a mutating mentality who was evolving into a spectre. However, the man¡¯s attitude was not bad ¡ª when he saw Ling Lan approaching, he nodded slightly in greeting. "Uh ... hello!" Ling Lan squeezed out a weak smile before turning away moodily. Even so, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t really all that scared inside. Although the other was very dangerous, the two of them were just passing strangers with no bad blood between them; it was unlikely that the other would harm her for no reason. Furthermore, although Ling Lan had forbidden Little Four from exploring, she knew that if the other tried to do something bad to her, Little Four would definitely counterattack and protect her from getting injured. In addition, Ling Lan was very confident in her own abilities. As long as she could hold off the other¡¯s sneak attack at the start, it wouldn¡¯t be that easy to harm her afterwards. She was mostly unrivalled within the Central Scout Academy ¡ª although she was a little weaker within the virtual world, she wasn¡¯t so weak that she would bepletely helpless against attack. In short, Ling Lan felt prepared no matter what happened. Just like that, Ling Lan regained her equilibrium once more and turned to coolly survey the battle stadium. The battle stadium wasrge, sorge that it was rather frightening. It was a lot like an erged version of the basketball stadiums of her previous world, just that the rectangr court in the middle had been changed into a huge circr ring. On all sides were audience stands, packed tightly one level after another. Ling Lan carefully counted and found that there were actually as many as 12 levels from top to bottom. By her estimations, this stadium could hold up to 500,000 audience members ¡ª ifpared to her previous world, this venue would definitely be considered one of the more massive stadiums. If this building existed in reality, what an enormous structure it would be. Ling Lan sighed; the architecture of the future was heading more and more towards massive sizes, it seemed. Currently, Ling Lan didn¡¯t know that this mecha battle stadium that she found so massive was actually just a small venue in this world. Azure was a third-rate, so its capital was also considered a third-rate city ¡ª it could only have this sort of small mecha battle stadium. The capital of a second-rate would be able to possess a medium-sized stadium, which could hold 800,000 people. Meanwhile, a first-rate could have arge stadium, which could hold 10,000,000 people. As for the capitals of capitals like Doha, they could have giant stadiums. These stadiums could hold up to 20,000,000 people ¡ª now that¡¯s what you would really call an enormous structure. All we can say is that the current Ling Lan was really a country bumpkin, having seen very little of the real world thus far. It wasn¡¯t long before the entire stadium was filled with people, a crowd of heads all packed together. Soon, the sound of a bell rang out beside their ears ¡ª the sound of this bell was very melodious, sounding more like the tinkling of water than a metal bell. Following this sound, warm apuse broke out across the whole stadium. At the same time, two mecha slowly descended from the skies, making their way down slowly tond on the ground. One of the mecha was entirely red while the other was a sheet of silver. When Ling Lan focused on any one of the mecha, the image before her eyes would reveal that mecha¡¯s basic information. From this, Ling Lan found out that the red mecha was the J6 challenger, while the silver mecha was the J8 recipient of the challenge. The two mecha belonged to two different categories of mecha. The red mecha was a winged transformer type mecha ¡ª its advantage was optimum flexibility in the air, and it could switch freely between a humanoid shape and a pure aviation model ¡ª considered a mecha suited for bothnd and air. Its right arm was equipped with a beam gun, while its left hand was left empty for general use. The sides of its two legs each held one high-alloy dagger, and below its wings were several high-efficiency guided missiles. Of course, this was just standard regtion equipment; as for whether there were any hidden secret weapons, no one could tell. Concealed weaponry was also a type of strategy in these mechabat fights, so all mecha would typically have something up their sleeves. Meanwhile, the silver mecha was and-based humanoid mecha, extremely agile onnd. On its back was a radiation gun, which was a specialised anti-aircraft weapon. In the mecha¡¯s right hand was a beam saber and its left hand was simrly empty on standby. All its other equipment were just like the red mecha¡¯s, standard regtion weapons. The two mecha faced each other from a distance, both moving their limbs as they liked; they seemed to be warming up. Right then, a strange scene suddenly urred on the match grounds, causing Ling Lan to yell out in surprise. On the field, the scenery suddenly changed ¡ª the normal floorboards swiftly turned into an endless desert. The audience was also whisked away from the stadium into the middle of this desert ... Ling Lan could even feel the scorching heat of the sun on her body, as well as the limitless heat reflected by the sand beneath her feet. Ling Lan quickly understood that this must be a type of simtion method, creating a realistic desert environment in an instant. Ling Lan still hadn¡¯t shaken herself out of the shock of finding herself in a desert when she was blindsided again. Apparently, the red winged transformer mecha had switched into aviation mode while the background was changing into this desert. Now, it was zooming off into the distance, directly bing a small ck dot before disappearing from sightpletely. The silver mecha was equally fast ¡ª with a few great bounds, it had also disappeared into the dunes in the distance ... How was she supposed to watch the match if she couldn¡¯t see the mecha? She asked Little Four, but Little Four was just as clueless. He quickly rushed to search for a solution, but just then, a cold voice abruptly rang out from beside her, almost scaring Ling Lan witless. "First time watching a match?" Ling Lan turned her head. Sure enough, it was the mysterious man with his hidden eyes, ears, and nose who had spoken. Ling Lan was a little startled. She had obviously sensed that the other was very cold, so why would he take the initiative to speak to her? Still, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t so foolish as to refuse someone who was willing to help. "Yes, it¡¯s my first time watching this kind of match." "Focus and say ¡¯selection¡¯ in your mind, a menu will appear," the man instructed Ling Lan. Ling Lan did as he said, and a line of text appeared before her eyes: Please choose the viewing angle you want. 1: God View. 2: Challenger View. 3: Defender View. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know which viewing angle was better, and so decided it would be wiser to ask an old hand at this. Thus, she unreservedly asked the man beside her, "Which viewing angle should I choose?" "If you want to see an exciting match, choose God view. If you want to know how to operate a mecha or ways to counter, you can choose the other two options." The man was not as aloof and hard to get along with as Ling Lan had feared; he patiently responded to Ling Lan¡¯s question. Ling Lan thought for a moment. She did not know how to operate mecha at all, so it would be a waste to watch from the other two perspectives. She might as well watch the two mechas fight ¡ª perhaps it would spark some inspiration for her ownbat skills. Thus, she decisively chose God view. "Thanks." Before making her selection, Ling Lan politely thanked the man beside her. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Bonus chap iing in 1 hour. Chapter 110: Hide and Seek? Chapter 110: Hide and Seek? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After giving her thanks, Ling Lan no longer paid any attention to the man or his response; all her focus was now on the mechabat match about to begin. This caused the man beside her to throw a speechless nce at her ¡ª well, that was rather perfunctory. Shouldn¡¯t she be more sincere when thanking someone?! Ling Lan was oblivious to the internal grumbles of the man beside her. After choosing God view, the image before her eyes shifted instantly, revealing two very different images. One image was focused on the red mecha, while the other showed that the silver mecha had already hidden itself underneath one of the sand dunes. The colour of the mecha was gradually changing to match the colour of the dune. Ling Lan found this rather interesting, and put her attention on the silver mecha¡¯s image, silently saying in her mind to zoom out ... Unthinkingly, she had stumbled upon the correct controls. The image zoomed out, showing that the hiding ce of the silver mecha waspletely invisible from a high bird¡¯s eye view. Using the same method again, Ling Lan zoomed out the image of the red mecha as well. Only then did she find out that the red mecha was actually not that far away from the silver mecha ¡ª it was just that the red mecha had been circling around without getting close to the other¡¯s hiding spot. Now, the whereabouts of both mecha had been observed. On the lower left corner of the image, there was a number counting down. Ling Lan guessed that this was probably the official start time of the match. The number was now already at 73, so the match would probably start about a minute or soter. Moreover, Ling Lan also noticed that after she chose a viewing angle, it was as if she had entered a separate space. She couldn¡¯t feel the presence of anyone around her ¡ª it was as if she was the only one watching this battle, all disturbances screened away. Ling Lan wasfortable with this ¡ª at least that man with the dangerous presence would not be able to disrupt her from enjoying the mecha fight. Meanwhile, on Little Four¡¯s end, not only did he search out all kinds of control systems for mecha fighting games, he also looted all the information about other control systems that could be found within the virtual world. After he returned from his piging, Little Four told Ling Lan that this kind of low-level mistake would never happen ever again. Little Four¡¯s mood was actually terrible right then. He had never expected that the virtual world would have a game directly imnted inside it, and that every game would have different control systems. This threw him, a virtual god, for a loop, causing him to lose face greatly in front of his boss this time. He still remembered how he had proudly proimed himself as the god of the virtual world to his boss once ... Who could have expected that there were things a god didn¡¯t know ... it was such a p in the face! Ling Lan had no idea Little Four was tying himself up in knots over this; right now, she was patiently waiting for the countdown to reach zero. Finally, when the clock disyed a string of zeroes, the initially circling red mecha abruptly changed directions and flew straight towards the silver mecha¡¯s hiding spot. Ling Lan supposed that it was very likely that, to avoid wasting time with hide-and-seek, the system had directly informed the red mecha of its opponent¡¯s general position. Ling Lan believed that, for fairness¡¯ sake, the system wouldn¡¯t give specific coordinates on the other¡¯s location to either side. Sure enough, the red mecha¡¯s subsequent actions proved this point. In the air, while still about 5 km away from the silver mecha¡¯s position, the red mecha suddenlyunched a guided missile. The moment the missile was fired, Ling Lan felt ripples pass through the image. Little Four jumped in with an immediate exnation, "This is a NNEMP 1 missile. It can disrupt the radar scanning of a mecha." It looked like in order to make the audience feel the scene better, the system had added in these visual effects to represent these originally invisible interactions. "What is the furthest distance that a mecha¡¯s radar scanning can reach?" asked Ling Lan thoughtfully. "Depends on the mecha¡¯s radar model. Amon mecha will typically be able to scan up to 2000 metres, an intermediate mecha up to 2500 metres, and an advanced mecha up to 3000 metres. Of course, there¡¯s still special-ss mecha which can scan up to 4000 metres." "Could the silver mecha be a special-ss mecha?" "At J8 level, it¡¯s very likely to possess a special-ss mecha. But for a special-ss mecha, not only must the mecha operator¡¯s operational skill be up to level, the operator must also have gathered a certain amount of meritorious exploits," exined Little Four to Ling Lan as he browsed through the information he had found. Ling Lan nodded. Now she understood why the red mecha had fired the NNEMP missile from 5 km away. It was probably afraid the opponent was a special-ss mecha, whose radar was capable of sensing 1000 metres further than his own mecha. It was a reality that the red mecha couldn¡¯t afford to lose, so he couldn¡¯t gamble on this possibility. The red mecha had just fired the NNEMP missile when it transformed into humanoid shape in mid-air and slowly descended tond on the ground. Next, the red mecha¡¯s colour slowly faded to match the colour of the desert. "This is the ¡¯chameleon system¡¯ only equipped on advanced mecha and beyond. It allows a mecha¡¯s external colour to change ording to its environment." Little Four continued to rify things for Ling Lan. Originally, all this information would be taught to Ling Lan in the scout academy before she turned 13; however, since Little Four had let Ling Lane into contact with the virtual world and mecha fights prematurely, Little Four had no choice but to be the transmitter of knowledge. A ring-shaped object slowly emerged from the shoulder area of the red mecha which had turned into the colour of the desert. Then, the object slowly and carefully snuck towards the position of the silver mecha. "The ring-shaped object is an IE-type 2 heat detector, the newest model on the market. It¡¯s considered a type of retrofit, not an originalponent of mecha. This model of heat detector can sense heat up to a distance of 1500 metres." Little Four was quick to react, introducing this new item that had appeared to Ling Lan immediately. Ling Lan nodded silently. Even if the K8 mecha also had an IE-type heat detector equipped, the red mecha would not be disadvantaged. The two mechas had initially been set apart greatly by their long-range sensing capabilities, but with this move by the red mecha, the ying field had been levelled. Of course, if the other side didn¡¯t have the newest heat detector equipped, this move would have given the red mecha the upper hand. A well-timed and well-used NNEMP missile ¡ª it looked like the red mecha hade fully prepared for this cross-level challenge. It hadn¡¯t issued the challenge recklessly, and hade armed with meticulous strategy and tactics to handle the J8. It seemed like this match wouldn¡¯t be a quick one-sided battle; if the J8 wasn¡¯t careful, an upset might really be possible ... Ling Lan felt her enthusiasm surge. Ling Lan wanted to know how the silver mecha would react after facing the loss of its radar. She turned her attention to the silver mecha¡¯s side and was promptly shocked still by the other¡¯s decision. Apparently, when the silver mecha had seen its radar fizzle out, it had stopped to think. After about one minute, the operator chose to submerge the mecha¡¯s entire body into the sand dune and shut down the mecha. The scene truly became deathly silent. This action naturally stunned Ling Lan. Even though Ling Lan didn¡¯t know much about mecha, she still knew that shutting down a mecha would also remove the defensive shield originally shielding the outside of the mecha. In other words, the defensive ability of the mecha currently would depend solely on the strength of the metal it was made of. If it was coincidentally shot by the opponent¡¯sser gun, it would definitely take heavy damage. Ling Lan knew very well that doing this on the battlefield was pretty much a suicidal act. However, in this one-on-one fight, it worked wonders. This move by the J8 mecha made the J6 mecha¡¯s heat detector be utterly useless. In other words, the J8¡¯s choice levelled the ying field once again. To discover the other, they could rely on nothing else but their eyes; no external force or gadget could be borrowed. At this point, Ling Lan thought of another question. "The mecha is inactivated, losing its defences. Our human bodies naturally produce heat ¡ª won¡¯t that be picked up by the heat detector?" Little Four answered, "Because the protective clothing that mecha operators wear have heat-shielding properties, so the heat detector won¡¯t be able to pick up their body heat." Ling Lan understood now. No wonder the J8 mecha had chosen to shut down without any hesitation. He had this to fall back on. The J6 mecha which had already changed colour to merge with the desert sand began to walk across the desert. Ling Lan thought that the weight of the mecha itself would make it very difficult for the mecha to move, but unexpectedly, the mecha walked on the sand as if it were normal t ground, as if it took no extra effort whatsoever. She took a closer look at the mecha¡¯s feet, and found that only its sole would sink into the sand, as if its big and heavy body did not exist. Could it be that this virtual world wasn¡¯t able to simte realistic effects? Ling Lan was doubtful. Little Four sensed Ling Lan¡¯s puzzlement, and hurried to clear it up. "It¡¯s not like that. These mechae with their own levitation system, which can decrease the mecha¡¯s body weight. Here, the J6 mecha is still not being operated to its maximum capabilities. If a top-notch mecha operator were controlling it, its feet wouldn¡¯t sink at all into the yellow sand. Now that would truly be a disy of walking on firm ground." So that¡¯s how it was! Ling Lan felt as if she had be more knowledgeable. She found that things rted to mecha couldn¡¯t be viewed through the lens of normal logic. Right now, her interest towards mecha was rising in a vertical line ¡ª the long-slumbering mecha dream of hers began to stir and re up once more. Goddammit, she really wished she owned a mecha right now! Ling Lan¡¯s heart throbbed with excitement and impatience. "Boss, if you want mecha, please get over your fear of heights first!" whined Little Four with a pout. The main reason he still hadn¡¯t given Ling Lan any sort of mecha training till now was that Ling Lan was still afraid of heights. Little Four¡¯s words caused even Ling Lan¡¯s thick-skinned face to turn red. Although her fear of heights had indeed gotten better under forceful training over this duration of time, she wasn¡¯t sure if she was really over it yet ... and so, Ling Lan pretended not to have heard anything, looking away from Little Four¡¯s usative stare. She turned her attention back to the images before her. The red mecha carefully approached the silver mecha¡¯s position. However, all he knew was the other¡¯s general position and not the actual position, so when he found that the heat detector wasn¡¯t picking anything up, he stopped moving and began to consider what to do next. By now, the J6 mecha must have probably figured out that the heat detector was useless. The J6 mecha seemed to be a little nervous now. Ling Lan saw that, with every step he took, he would look around warily. After many close brushes, he finally got closer and closer to the sand dune that the J8 was hiding in. Who would discover the other first? The J8 was hidden within the sand dune, making it very difficult for the J6 to discover it. On the other hand, the J8 had shut down his mecha, and was in a blinded state. Both sides were not able to see the other ¡ª was this match destined to be a game of hide-and-seek from beginning to end? Chapter 111: Calling Me Big Brother? Chapter 111: Calling Me Big Brother? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Right then, Ling Lan saw the J8 mecha move ¡ª some colour suddenly appeared on the entirely grey mecha. "This is emergency activation. Now it all depends on what mecha it is. The emergency activation time of special-ss mecha is between 4 to 7 seconds, while an advanced mecha¡¯s is between 7 to 9 seconds ..." Little Four also began to feel a bit nervous; this would determine which mecha would gain the initiative. For a heat detector to detect heat and ry its findings back to the mecha¡¯s cockpit, there would be a 2 second dy. From this point onwards, this mecha battle would be a match of fighting over time ... to see which mecha could react faster, and which mecha operator could respond quicker. Two seconds after the J8 activated, the J6 mecha found that a red heat spot had appeared on the screen connected to its heat detector. The J6 mecha, whose back was to the red spot, spun on one leg to turn around swiftly, and aimed precisely at the coordinate position indicated by the shing red dot. But there was nothing there ... Even so, the J6 mecha did not hesitate. It swiftly pressed down on the trigger of theser beam gun in its hands. Energy from a clip of the gun¡¯s energy storage unit was converted into beam rays, and the rays shot out in a torrent towards the sand dune before the mecha. This round of intense firepower actually turned the dune into a pit in an instant, but there were no mecha remains to be found inside. Besides yellow sand, there was just more yellow sand. "Emergency activation 5.537 seconds. That J8 mecha is most certainly a special-ss mecha. Its luck isn¡¯t bad, managing to finish activation within 6 seconds," remarked Little Four. If the mecha had finished activating just half a second slower, it would have been impossible for the J8 mecha to evade the J6 mecha¡¯s beam gun attack. "Not good!" The J6 mecha, which had been attacking the dune, abruptly leapt into the air. In mid-air, it pointed theser gun in its hands straight down towards the ground below it and pulled the trigger, sending a wave of energy pouring out once more. At the same time, a beam saber shot out from the sand, heading straight for the J6, while a sturdy beam shield emerged to block off the J6¡¯s beam attacks. Seeing that its beam gun attacks wouldn¡¯t be able to fend off the other, the wings on the J6¡¯s back spread open to reveal six high-efficiency guided missiles and fired them immediately. The J8 mecha had intended to pierce the J6 mecha with its saber, but seeing the six missiles headed towards it, it knew that it wouldn¡¯t be able to hold them off with just a beam shield. It quickly reversed directions in mid-air, and under thebined screeching of the mecha¡¯s thrusters, it forcefully pushed its ownrge frame several hundred metres away from the missile¡¯s trajectory. At the same time, the mecha¡¯s arms crossed behind it, and the J8 took out a beamser cannon in an instant, keeping away its beam saber on its back. The mecha lifted theser cannon with a strong left arm and steadied it with its right hand. It turned to face the six guided missilesing after it, and the operator decisively pulled the trigger. An immense surge of energy spewed out from the mouth of the cannon, rushing up into the sky. When this energy surge made contact with the missiles, the missiles were blown up one after another. These consecutive explosions shook Ling Lan¡¯s entire body violently, making her feel as if she were really on a battlefield. The J8 mecha had finally wiped out the six threatening guided missiles, but the J6 had also regained the attacking initiative. It flew up high into the air, aiming itsser beam gun at the J8 on the ground and fired once more. Meanwhile, the J8 had no means to retaliate at the moment, and could only scurry all over the ground to dodge the J6¡¯s attacks. However, Ling Lan didn¡¯t think the J6 had the upper hand ¡ª instead, she felt that the J8 was already slowly reiming the initiative in this match. This was because Ling Lan could see very clearly that the J8¡¯s steps had never be disorganised. It was obviously using the most widespread and most adaptable footwork ¡ª¡ª split steps. Although the J8 looked like it was being forced to flee helter-skelter like a mouse, every step it took was calcted to be on the most advantageous position, neutralizing every attack from the J6 in the air. The J6 seemed to also have figured out that it wouldn¡¯t be able to hit its opponent just by relying on itsser beam gun. It lifted its wings once more, and a new round of high-efficiency guided missiles wereunched. The six new missiles descended upon the J8 mecha below in a horizontal line. The J8 mecha didn¡¯t choose to retreat. It lifted itsser cannon again, and this time, it fired threeser beams simultaneously. What was surprising was that the three shots were timed in such a way that they also created a horizontal line, flying forwards to meet the six missiles head-on. When the first missile was set off, the following two missiles exploded as well. The concussive force from the explosion of the three missiles and theser beams then set off the remaining three missiles. Once again, the J6¡¯s attacks were a bust. Besides that, due to the violent tremors from the explosion, yellow sand filled the air, obscuring the vision of the J6, preventing him from seeing what was happening below ... Without thinking about it, the J6 shot downwards desperately with the beam gun in his hand. In the meantime, he was anxiously looking over the indicators from his heat detector, worried that the opponent would take advantage of his momentary loss of vision to fire itsser cannon. Right then, he suddenly noticed a beam of light shooting towards his lower belly without a sound. This attack came too swiftly ¡ª he had no time at all to defend; the body of his mecha was already out of time to dodge the attack. Quicker than words could say, the J6 decisively threw theser beam gun in its hand onto theing light beam. There was a loud ¡¯boom¡¯ as the two collided and the J6¡¯sser gun was utterly destroyed by the beam. Still, the J6 was thrown back by the resulting force, away from the path of the light ray, narrowly avoiding the fate of being pierced clean through the stomach. (That area was where the cockpit was. If it were hit, even if the operator didn¡¯t die, he would still lose control of the mecha. Either way, the J6 would have lost.) It was then when everyone could finally see what was happening. It turned out that after swathes of yellow sand had been blown into the air, and while visibility was poor, the J8 mecha had sprung upwards and, working with the power of its thrusters, it had flown up into the air in a split second. It had gotten close to the J6, and then, the J8 had purposefully discarded itsser cannon in favour of stabbing its beam saber at the J6. Aser cannon shot produced heat, which would have been captured by the mecha¡¯s defensive systems, taking out the element of surprise from its attack. Thus, the J8 had chosen to use its beam saber, which was formed from cold light, because it was undetectable. However, the J6 had reacted extremely quickly. It had sensed danger within that split second and decisively surrendered its weapon in exchange for a chance at survival. Still, having lost its beam gun, the J6 could only fight with the J8 in meleebat. The moment they shed, Ling Lan knew that the J6 mecha was definitely going to lose. In terms ofbat instinct, the J6 was clearly weaker than the J8; they were onpletely different levels. Of course, the other audience members did not have Ling Lan¡¯s vision and couldn¡¯t tell. After all, the two mecha were both fighting passionately, no clear winner or loser between the two of them. The fight looked like it was neck-and-neck, extremely exciting. The reason why Ling Lan could tell at a nce waspletely due to her innate talent ¡ª¡ª Profound Insight. From the very beginning, she had identified the J6¡¯s weakness, and had also noticed that the J8 was not yet fighting with its full strength. Thus, Ling Lan knew that the difference between the J6¡¯s and J8¡¯s meleebat skills were actually veryrge. As expected, a cross-level challenge was not that easy. She lowered her head and sighed, choosing to withdraw. A mecha fight was actually not that much different from a real physical fight. With just a nce, Ling Lan could tell that quite a few of the moves had been inspired and based off of real physicalbat. It was just that these moves were much swifter and more incisive in realbat, while they looked obviously clumsier when executed with mecha. Ling Lan had just withdrawn from the scene of the fight when she sensed something strange. The entire battle stadium was eerily silent and still. Everyone was sitting in their seats, unmoving ¡ª it looked like their attention had beenpletely captivated by the game fight in the other space. Still, she was a little creeped out by the stillness of the silent scene. She couldn¡¯t help but twist her neck around, just moving a little to prove that she was still a living person. "You didn¡¯t watch till the end?" The man beside her suddenly spoke up. Caught unprepared, Ling Lan was almost scared witless. Still, Ling Lan was still Ling Lan after all ¡ª after going through the insane torments of the learning space for so long, Ling Lan¡¯s little heart was unbelievably strong. "Yes, aren¡¯t you doing the same?" asked Ling Lan reflexively after collecting her wits. "The J6 is losing for sure. What else is there to see?" The man didn¡¯t seem to be in a good mood. "You chose the J6¡¯s viewing angle?" asked Ling Lan, tone almost certain. "I had wanted to see how a weaker person would be able to beat a stronger opponent ... unfortunately, that J6 wasted his own advantage." The man seemed to have a lot toin about the J6¡¯s performance. "What advantage did the J6 have?" Hisbat instinct was obviously off, so Ling Lan really couldn¡¯t think of a way the J6 could win. "That J6 is a famous marksman, but unfortunately, he didn¡¯t show any of that skill in this match," said the man regretfully. It looked like he was very familiar with the J6¡¯s skills. "Marksman? With beam shields, there shouldn¡¯t be much a marksman can do though. Right?" Ling Lan was recalling how the J8 mecha¡¯s beam shield had pretty much withstood the power of theser gun. "The J6 should have chosen to snipe. Meleebat is the J8¡¯s specialty." The man knew bothbatants well. Ling Lan thought back to the attack when she had first started school ¡ª it had been so troublesome to be targeted by snipers ¡ª and nodded in agreement. Sniping was the best ambush, impossible to guard against absolutely. After all, a beam shield could only protect a specific spot and not the entire body. Moreover, sniping was undetectable. If the J6 had chosen to snipe from the very beginning, the oue of this match might have been harder to tell. Seeing Ling Lan agree with his opinion, the man¡¯s mood took a turn for the better. "But an upset is still a very difficult thing after all. Even if the J6 had scraped a win in this match, he would still lose the next match. The oue would not change." Ling Lan understood what the man meant. If the J6 had sniped his way to victory in this match, his opponent in the next match would definitely be prepared with anti-sniping gear. In other words, the J6¡¯s sniping advantage would only be effective once, in the end, he would still have to rely on his own physical skills to pass. "Perhaps the J6 understood this, and so decided to try a ranged attack where both sides could see one another. I think that if he won two times in a row, he would definitely use his trump, sniping, in the third match."mented Ling Lan, putting herself in the J6¡¯s shoes. If it were her, she also wouldn¡¯t have used her pocket ace right at the start and let the opponents figure out a counterstrategy. The man was silent, a little taken aback, before he made a low noise of agreement. Yet, Ling Lan could clearly sense that the other¡¯s mood had gotten worse somehow ... This wasn¡¯t looking good. If the other¡¯s emotions became so terrible that he lost control, wouldn¡¯t she be in danger? Ling Lan had not forgotten that the other was a spiritual mutant turned spectre that was capable of killing her consciousness. "I have to go now. Bye, Big Brother!" That should be right, right? Even though she couldn¡¯t see his face clearly, just based off that lower jaw and those upturned lips, the man was clearly an adult ... "Ah? Big brother?! Uh, goodbye!" The man seemed to be rather taken aback by Ling Lan¡¯s address, pausing for a beat before responding. Ling Lan did not notice this; she was anxious to get as far away as she could from this dangerous man. After she heard him say goodbye, she hurriedly walked off, quickly leaving the man behind as she distanced herself from the mecha battle stadium. The man muttered moodily to himself, "Could it be that I really look that old now? Calling me big brother? ..." In a dark mood, he chose to exit from the battle stadium and then left the virtual world. Chapter 112: Mecha Training Hall Chapter 112: Mecha Training Hall Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In a private manor on Azure, an old man was staring anxiously at a closed login pod to the virtual world. Soon, he saw the lights inside the login pod turn off and the pod¡¯s door suddenly opened. An androgynous, pretty child of about eleven or twelve years old was lying inside the pod. His face was pale and his entire body was currently drenched with sweat, as if he had been through some strenuous exercise. After several seconds, the child slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the old man before him, he smiled weakly and said, "Major-domo, why are you waiting here?" "Are you still nning to fool me? Young Master, your body is not well. Didn¡¯t your grandfather tell you not to go online?" The major-domo¡¯s eyes held a trace of remonstration, but was mostly heartache. The pretty child continued to smile and said, "No matter what, I still have to go online a few times. Otherwise, I won¡¯t be able to keep up with the pace of studies at school." The major-domo held back and said nothing more; he could not tell his young master not to study after all ... he could only walk up to lift his young master out of the login pod, and put him into the prepped recovery pod at the side to rest. Looking at the sleeping figure of the lovely child before him, the major-domo heaved a heavy sigh. His heart was filled with affection and heartache for the child ¡ª it wasn¡¯t that easy to be the first in line to inherit ... the young master excelled in every way, but his physical body was just too weak. His spiritual self mutation was just too much of a burden on the body. ******** Meanwhile, Ling Lan, celebrating for finally leaving the dangerous person behind, continued to browse the streets of the capital. It had taken so much trouble toe out this once ¡ª she should make full use of the chance and see her fill. Unknowingly, she found herself on yet another mecha street. This mecha street wasn¡¯t made up of mecha stores selling toys and figurines like those in the Central Scout Academy, but actually had stores selling real mecha, the strongest weapons of the Federation. Ling Lan took a cursory look as she walked down the street, and then chose to enter the Anji 1 mecha store at random. The moment Ling Lan entered the store, she saw several shop assistants chatting behind the store counter. The men and women were about toe forward to offer their assistance, but seeing Ling Lan walk in on her own, they stopped. Little Four pouted andined, "Noting forward to serve us ... do they think we have no money?" In contrast, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t too surprised. "My current appearance is that of a 16 year old, with no apanying guardian. Would you think that I¡¯d be able to afford mecha? It¡¯s perfectly normal for them to ignore us. Besides, without them following us around, won¡¯t it be easier to browse as we like? Even more fun?" Little Four seemed toe to a realisation, "That¡¯s true! But I must still make sure they know in the future that Boss is a wealthy person. Buying the best mecha here is not a problem!" Little Four¡¯s expression was proud and cocky. Ling Lan¡¯s nced at him. "Looks like you¡¯ve earned quite a bit in the virtual world?" "It¡¯s alright, not that much, probably about several hundred thousand billion." This world may becking in some things, but it was certainly notcking in people, especially bored people. He had just randomly posted several novels online, and they were now all doing very well. Just the ¡¯mary awards¡¯ from fans alone had contributed several hundred billion to Little Four¡¯s ount. Ling Lan smiled and said, "Good job. Keep up the good work." Receiving Ling Lan¡¯s praise, Little Four was extremely happy. He was even happier over this than when he had ¡¯conquered¡¯ this virtual world. In his heart, he was more determined than ever to get all the Federation¡¯s money into his wallet. Let us give a round of apuse for Little Four¡¯s grand goal ... and let us wonder when Little Four will find out that the Federation¡¯s money will never ever run out. Right then, from among the shop assistants, a cheerful young man stepped out voluntarily. He approached Ling Lan and greeted her politely, "Hello, I¡¯m assistant 017 of Anji Mecha Store. May I know if you require any assistance?" "Thank you, but I¡¯m just looking around." Ling Lan was a bit startled, but she demurely refused 017¡¯s offer of service. When Assistant 017 heard Ling Lan¡¯s response, he did not reveal any sign of disappointment. He just continued to smile brightly and said, "Customer, this should be your first time getting close to mecha, right?" This customer with eyes full of curiosity ¡ª this should be the first time she is stepping into a mecha store. This scene made him recall his nervous excitement the first time he himself stepped into a mecha store. Back then, he had not known where to start and had really hoped someone would help him out; perhaps this girl would also require some guidance like him did ... it was this feeling that made 017 ignore the other shop assistants¡¯ jeering ande over voluntarily. Ling Lan nodded firmly in answer to his question, for this was the truth. Assistant 017 smiled at this and indicated for Ling Lan to walk with him. He then brought Ling Lan to a section filled with basic mecha ¡ª this area was a ce suitable for novices to purchase mecha. Inside was various models of basic mecha, totalling about ten different types. Ling Lan took a quick look and couldn¡¯t help but frown. These ten or so mecha all had differing shapes, but could overall be split into three categories. One category was bestial mecha, another was avian mecha, and the remaining category was the mostmonly seen humanoid mecha. The reason Ling Lan was frowning was that these mecha models were much cruder than the two mecha she had seen at the mecha battle stadium. Whether it was in terms of colouring, form, or even in terms of weaponry and equipment, these mecha here werepletely iparable. If the two mecha she had seen at the mecha battle stadium were considered adults, then these mecha here were undoubtedly toddler-level. This made Ling Lan feel rather disappointed. Ling Lan¡¯s displeasure was clearly seen by assistant 017, but he wasn¡¯t at all surprised by this. He exined kindly, "Customer, all the mecha in our Federation are actually variations evolved from these three categories of basic mecha. If you want to be an outstanding mecha operator, you¡¯ll need to master the controls of these three types of basic mecha. If you do this, no matter what type of advanced mecha you try to operate in the future, you¡¯ll be able to pick it up quickly." Hearing this, Ling Lan was moved; she packed away her initial scorn. She would never forget the importance of basics ¡ª both the learning space and her father Ling Xiao had strongly emphasised the importance of basics ¡ª it yed arge role in determining the final oue of an individual¡¯s personal growth. A warning g rose up in Ling Lan¡¯s heart; she couldn¡¯t believe that she had actually made the low-level mistake of judging by appearances. It looked like the previous period of smooth sailing had made her forget to be humble and cautious, and actually be as arrogant as Yng 2 . Ling Lan¡¯s shift in attitude made Assistant 017 nod internally, his impression of her bing even better. He continued to say, "Actually, I don¡¯t rmend you to buy a mecha right now. In fact, the virtual world has mecha training halls that specialize in teaching the controls of the basic mecha. Customer, you can first go there to learn more." Ling Lan thanked Assistant 017. If it weren¡¯t for his help, she wouldn¡¯t have known that the virtual world had these things. After she asked Assistant 017 how to get to a mecha training hall, she left the Anji Mecha Store. Assistant 017 sent Ling Lan off with a smile, and returned to the counter. He was weed back by the scornful jeers of the other shop assistants. "Wasted your energy, didn¡¯t you? I told you that that girl had no money ..." "At that age with no guardian along, she was definitely just here to look around. She would never have bought something as expensive as a mecha. 017, you just wouldn¡¯t believe it and still wanted to go forward. See, you¡¯ve got nothing to show for it ..." "Even if you wanted to gain more sales to earn a highermission, you still need to find the right targets." Assistant 017 did not get angry, only replying with a smile, "I wasn¡¯t doing it for sales. I just felt that she naturally belonged with mecha." Assistant 017¡¯s words caused the other shop assistants to burst out into uncontrobleughter, all of them mocking him and asking him when he had be a fortune teller. Mind you, girls, due to biological reasons, very very rarely advanced to be high-level mecha operators. So, among the millions and millions of mecha operators in the Federation, just having a thousand female mecha operators was already considered a lot. 017 was unperturbed by the mass mocking, only smiling and shaking his head in response. This carefree attitude of his soon sapped the interest of the others in mocking him, and they all left to do their own things. All of them did not know what 017 was thinking ¡ª the closer he got to that girl, the more he had sensed it ¡ª the future of that girl on the path of mecha was boundless ... 017 smiled again. "It¡¯s also a good thing to build up some good karma ..." ******** Very quickly, Ling Lan had found the mecha training hall. The moment she neared the entrance, a line of text appeared before her eyes. "Do you want to formally enter mechabat?" "Oh ... so this here is also a mecha fighting game!" Little Four eximed when he saw these words. Ling Lan understood then that the mecha training was most likely connected to the mecha fighting game. Ling Lan would naturally have to join the game, or else how would she be able to learn and train in the mecha controls? The moment Ling Lan made her choice, she was transported straight into arge hall. Inside, there stood a handsome soldier, and there were three hulking basic mecha standing beside him. Ling Lan walked to stand before the soldier, but before she could say anything, the soldier asked, "Recruit, do you want to first understand more about thebat styles of the three mecha, their controls, or do you just want to choose a mecha directly?" Ling Lan was a cautious person ¡ª she did not understand much about mecha yet, so she of course chose to first learn more about the three mecha¡¯sbat styles and controls. Very quickly, two images appeared before Ling Lan. One of the panels was ying a video of the movements of the mecha from the outside, while the other panel showed the movements of the mecha operator inside the cockpit which caused that movement. Ling Lan saw a pair of hands flying rapidly within the cockpit, and following the motions, the mecha in the other panel made a reactionary movement. For just one basic movement, the fingers in the cockpit had to make over 10 motions. For instance, just taking one step involved the mecha¡¯s pelvis, knee, ankle, bnce, as well as the energy distribution between its two legs. Ling Lan had counted, and just such a simple movement required 18 control motions from the cockpit in an instant ¡ª and this was still considered an easy movement. "It¡¯s very challenging, actually being all manually controlled. There¡¯s a lot of pressure on hand speed." Ling Lan was very surprised. She had always thought that operating a mecha was just like driving, with a control stick or something simr. "Aren¡¯t these things what Daddy has been teaching? If it weren¡¯t for the fact that Boss you were having trouble with it, we wouldn¡¯t havee out to sightsee. I wonder if you mix your training with operating a mecha, would the effect be better. If we could just break past Boss¡¯s bottleneck in one go, that¡¯d be great," suggested Little Four. By now, Little Four was already calling Ling Xiao ¡¯daddy¡¯. This was because Ling Lan had once heard Little Four say Boss¡¯s daddy something something h h h ... and felt that it sounded somewhat awkward. Besides, she had always considered Little Four, who had travelled along with her to this future, as her little brother, so she decided to just ask Little Four to call Ling Xiao ¡¯daddy¡¯ alongside her. Chapter 113: Rabbit Mecha? Chapter 113: Rabbit Mecha? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Perhaps the learning space had tweaked Ling Lan to be more boyish in personality, for her interest towards mecha was at an unprecedented high. She not only looked over the controls of all three basic mecha, but also eyed all the basic mecha models greedily. She found that she really liked every single type of mecha she saw, so much so that she really wished that she could own all of them. Sensing Ling Lan¡¯s greed, the soldier told Ling Lan steadily that all recruits were only allowed to choose one mecha to start. If she wanted to own more, she would have to rely on her own efforts to earn more points to redeem new mecha ... The soldier¡¯s words caused Ling Lan to calm down instantly. She began to consider which type of mecha she should choose as her initiate mecha. Ling Lan was a little uneasy, afraid that she would choose wrongly. Still, Ling Lan was a good child ¡ª she just loved to ask questions, a habit trained up in the learning space. So, she asked the soldier ¡ª as a beginner, which mecha was best suited for her? In fact, the first person Ling Lan asked was Little Four, but unfortunately, Little Four also didn¡¯t know which of the three mecha before them was best or most appropriate for her. His familiarity with this world¡¯s mecha was not much better than Ling Lan¡¯s. Ling Lan had no choice but to go to her second option and ask the soldier. Unexpectedly, Ling Lan really struck the nail on the head ¡ª the game¡¯s system had indeed arranged it so that the soldier would be able to answer this type of question. When the soldier heard Ling Lan¡¯s question, he gave a straight answer. "The mecha with the easiest controls, which are the easiest for beginners to learn, is the bestial mecha. I rmend you begin training from bestial mecha." Since the soldier who was familiar with mecha had already said so, it shouldn¡¯t be wrong. Ling Lan immediately selected the bestial mecha without any hesitation. She had barely spoken when with a wave of the soldier¡¯s hand, arge spin wheel appeared abruptly before Ling Lan. On the spin wheel, Ling Lan could see countless images of bestial mecha. There was a ferocious cheetah and lion, and an ugly spider and giant ant, and of course, right in the middle of the wheel was argepass needle pointing at those images of bestial mecha. "What is this?" Ling Lan stared at it all nkly. Then, shocked realisation stole over her face. "Could it be that obtaining a mecha also depends on luck?" "A beginner¡¯s mecha is gifted by the system. So, a beginner has no right to choose the mecha. Which mecha model they get will be determined randomly by this spin wheel," exined the soldier. "Luck, is also a form of strength. You should anticipate your luck and hope it brings you a strong and powerful mecha!" In Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, the soldier¡¯s current smile was filled with schadenfreude. Ling Lan didn¡¯t know what the other beginners felt during their first time here, but Ling Lan¡¯s teeth were currently aching from holding back her irritation. She really wished she could just send a punch flying, and blow that despicable smile off the other¡¯s face ... Of course, Ling Lan could only think about it and not actually do it. After all, she still had to rely on the other to get her mecha. Ling Lan spun the spin wheel forcefully. The spin wheel spun frically, and then gradually slowed down as time went by. Finally, it got slower and slower, and just as it was about to stop on a panther-type mecha, the needle jumped unexpectedly. Ling Lan hadn¡¯t even managed to take a good look at which mecha model the needle was pointing at when with a ¡¯pop¡¯, confetti swirled through the air. Then, an extremely cute giant rabbit abruptly appeared before her. Ling Lan was gobsmacked ... a rabbit? Why a rabbit?! Even an ugly spider or ant would be more fearsome than a rabbit! With some difficulty, Ling Lan calmed herself down. Then, she saw the weapon in the rabbit¡¯s hands, and Ling Lan found herself utterly lost for words ... Dammit, this nonsense system! You¡¯re really shameless! Actually equipping a rabbit mecha with a carrot ¡ª do you really think this rabbit here is a real rabbit?! Within the mind-space, however, Little Four had stars in his eyes. With his hands framing his face, he wriggled his butt and shouted, "Boss, this mecha is so pretty and cute! I like it!" When the soldier saw the rabbit mecha appear, the smile on his face grew even wider. "Congrattions, recruit, on obtaining our Federation¡¯s newest rabbit mecha model." That said, he reached out a hand to pass a white item that resembled a remote control to Ling Lan. Ling Lan took the item; it was obvious that this was the activation key of the rabbit mecha. She said sullenly, "If you don¡¯t congratte me, I think I might be happier." The soldier seemed oblivious to Ling Lan¡¯s sour mood. His expression suddenly turned grim, and he issued amand, "In that case, recruit, get into your mecha immediately. We¡¯ll begin training in the basic controls now." "Yes!" Ling Lan stood at attention to receive the order, and then pressed a button on the remote key. The door to the cockpit on the belly of the rabbit mecha swung open. Ling Lan leapt up in one big stride, and then with several consecutive hops, she smoothly made her way into the cockpit. Lying down, she pressed the button once again and the cockpit door closed, turning the rabbit into a whole rabbit once again. Ling Lan had just finished doing this when the soldier waved his hand, and the rabbit mecha with Ling Lan inside it disappeared from this login point. They reappeared in a room specially for training the basic movements, such as jumping and running. At this moment, Ling Lan chose to activate the mecha. Of course, she chose regr activation ¡ª after approximately 3 minutes, the rabbit mechapleted its activation. Just as Ling Lan was about to turn on all the screens, she noticed that a line of text had appeared on the main screen before her eyes. "Basic control instructions for the rabbit mecha ... " Following these instructions, Ling Lan finally understood the functions of the buttons before her. She had initially thought there was no control stick, but in fact, there was. It¡¯s just that the control stick was located among a sea of buttons. Back when Ling Lan had been watching the demo operations, because she had been dazzled by the hand speed, she hadn¡¯t noticed it. As those fingers had flown over the control panel, the control stick was actually the item that was used most frequently. "Who knew mecha controls are actually thisplicated? In the past, when I watched the mecha fights, I thought it would be as simple as physicalbat ... looks like I¡¯ve underestimated mecha operators after all." Just trying to understand and remember the array of buttons before her, Ling Lan felt the onset of a minor headache. "Rx, Boss. As long as the mecha¡¯s A.I. is evolved, it won¡¯t be asplicated to operate anymore." Little Four had been looking over the mecha¡¯s A.I. closely, considering how he could improve it to help his boss save some energy. But Ling Lan stopped Little Four, saying, "Little Four, don¡¯t improve the mecha¡¯s A.I.." Little Four was puzzled, "Why not?" "I came here to learn, so I should do it like the other children and start from the basics. The instructors in the learning space and my dad all repeatedly stress the importance of the basics ¡ª I cannot just avoid them because I¡¯m afraid of trouble," exined Ling Lan. "Besides, this is the virtual world. Not only is there systemic monitoring, there are also those dangerous figures with mutated spiritual selves. No one knows whether this area is being monitored; I don¡¯t wish for you to be in any danger." Ling Lan¡¯s concerned words made Little Four unable to protest, so he could only nod obediently and promise not to do anything to help Ling Lan with this. However, as a result, Little Four wasn¡¯t in a very good mood, because he found that the areas where he could help his boss were really just too few. Seeing this, Ling Lan quickly changed the topic. "Little Four, what do you think was the mecha type our dad used when he first started learning? If it was a bestial type, was the mecha he received also very silly?" The more Ling Lan talked about it, the more curious she was. As expected, Little Four¡¯s attention was pulled away by Ling Lan, and he found he had something new to do. Excitedly, he told Ling Lan to wait for a moment, and he then scampered off to collect all the information he could find on Ling Xiao. Although Ling Xiao¡¯s data wasbelled as S-ss, who was Little Four? He was a virtual god! There wasn¡¯t anything that couldn¡¯t be done as long as he wanted to do it ¡ª previously, it was just that he hadn¡¯t thought to collect Ling Xiao¡¯s data, which was why he didn¡¯t have any on him right now. But now that Boss had indicated interest, as his boss¡¯s follower, he would definitely satisfy his boss¡¯s curiosity. Very quickly, Little Four returned. Face filled with excitement, he said, "Boss, Boss, do you know who our daddy is? Oh wow, he¡¯s just too incredible!" Ling Lan¡¯s curiosity was instantly ignited by Little Four. After some thought, she said, "Dad¡¯s military rank is major general ... could it be that he¡¯s a special-ss mecha operator?" Ling Lan vaguely remembered that Little Four had mentioned special-ss mecha before; the associated operator rank should be special-ss mecha operator, right? Little Four shook a finger as he said proudly, "Nope! Mecha operators are not categorised that way." Following that, Little Four gave a breakdown on the levels of mecha operators in this world. "Mecha operators are also called mecha warrior-masters. From the name alone, you can tell that there are two titles included. One is mecha warrior, while the other is mecha master. Operators of advanced mecha and below (inclusive of advanced mecha themselves), are collectively called mecha warriors, while those who operate special-ss mecha and above are called mecha masters. "Mecha warriors, are then further divided into trainee mecha warriors, junior mecha warriors, intermediate mecha warriors, and advanced mecha warriors. The corresponding mecha they pilot are trainee mecha, junior mecha, intermediate mecha, and advanced mecha. "Meanwhile, mecha masters are divided into special-ss mecha masters, ace mecha masters, imperial mecha masters, and god-ss mecha masters. Special-ss mecha masters and ace mecha masters both pilot special-ss mecha, though an ace mecha master would have a higher level of control over their mecha. Imperial mecha masters pilot imperial mecha, while god-ss mecha masters naturally operate the Federation¡¯s ultimate weapons, god-ss mecha 1 . "But this is just the military¡¯s internal categorization. For the public, the distinctions are not that discrete. All the mecha warriors and mecha masters are just called mecha operators. "Generally speaking, imperial operators and above will not be deployed in cases of war. This is because these type of mecha operators are beings that can decide the oue of a war. As such, each country has agreements binding them, which will not be broken unless under special circumstances. "God-ss operators are an even more fearsome and threatening existence. The Federation can possess such a vast expanse ofnd and distant boundaries all because the Federation has the highest number of god-ss operators among the neighbouring countries ... "Boss, now take a guess. Which level of operator does our dad belong to?" Little Four¡¯s brows and eyes were all scrunched up in a line from his exuberant smile; it was clear that he was in an excellent mood. "Seeing you so happy, our dad must be pretty well ranked. Could it be that he had already be an ace operator?" Ling Lan thought back to her dad in the legacy mission ¡ª he was so unbelievably young; if he had really managed to achieve ace operator status, he would definitely already be among the best and brightest. "No, no, no, that¡¯s wrong, that¡¯s wrong." Little Four red at Ling Lan with contempt, somewhat miffed at Ling Lan for underestimating their dad ... Chapter 114: God-Class Operator Ling Xiao! Chapter 114: God-ss Operator Ling Xiao! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan was shocked, "Could it be that our dad had already reached imperial level?" Heavens, their old man was just too abnormal! Little Four¡¯s expression was sullen. Couldn¡¯t Boss take a more adventurous guess?! The moody Little Four did not answer Ling Lan directly, but merely read the contents of a military report he had found to her. "The Federation originally had 12 god-ss operators, but 8 years ago, they unexpectedly lost one of them, the youngest god-ss operator of the Federation. That god-ss operator had lost his life in a death tunnel on the evening of the day he was deployed to the enemy nation ..." 8 years ago? Death tunnel? What a coincidence ¡ª dying on the same year and the same ce as her old man ... Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrowed. Little Four wouldn¡¯t have brought up unrted things in their conversation; could it be that this had something to do with her dad? Before Ling Lan could figure it out, Little Four tacked on a sentence that made Ling Lan nk out. "The mecha of that god-ss operator, is named !" After a long while, Ling Lan asked shakily, "You¡¯re saying that ... that god-ss operator is Ling Xiao?" Little Four nodded. "Yes, the only person to have advanced to god-ss operator status in the Federation in thest 10 years, also the youngest ever in history to achieve that status ¡ª this person is Ling Xiao." "Lies!" yelled Ling Lan suddenly. Little Four was taken aback. He had not expected that Ling Lan¡¯s reaction would be so dramatic, even outright rejecting this news. "If he really were a god-ss operator, then how could he have been deployed? Didn¡¯t you say that, imperial levels and above were not allowed to be deployed randomly? Plus, aren¡¯t god-ss mecha the Federation¡¯s ultimate weapons? Such a formidable weapon ¡ª how could the person who controlled one die so easily?" Seated within the rabbit mecha, Ling Lan involuntarily clenched her fists tightly. If Ling Xiao had been weaker, Ling Lan could still have epted him dying just like that. But the Ling Xiao being described by Little Four was just too strong. Such a powerful man dying so simply ¡ª she just found it a little hrious and unbelievable. "ording to the top-secret files I found within the military, our dad only used 6 years to ascend from ace operator to god-ss operator status. Sessfully advancing to imperial operator status in Star Calendar Year 4725, then sessfully advancing to god-ss operator status in Star Calendar Year 4728. However, from the moment dad became an imperial operator, this information had been sealed by the military. Around that time, the military probably already had ns to hide dad¡¯s real status and deploy him to fight the enemy nation. "So, that year when dad was deployed, he did so under the identity of an ace operator. This was also why dad only had the military rank of major general. If he had gone as a god-ss operator, he would at least have gotten the military rank of general." Little Four¡¯s tone was regretful. If Ling Xiao had passed away with the rank of general, the resources Ling Lan inherited would have been much more substantial. The innocent and simple-minded Little Four didn¡¯t consider the fact that if things really panned out as he thought, the people who would set their eyes on those resources wouldn¡¯t just be the small Ling elite family. It was highly likely that greater forces would be drawn as well; at that point, Ling Lan may very well have lost the right to inheritpletely. Little Four¡¯s regrets onlysted for a moment. He moved on to say, "The Federation was initially nning to pull a fast one by deploying Ling Xiao into battle, hoping to uproot our historical enemy, the Twilight Empire, in one stroke. However, for some unknown reason, the upper ranks of the military sent down the order for Ling Xiao to lead a fleet through the death tunnel to sneak behind the enemy nation, in preparation for a pincer attack ... unexpectedly, the fleet encountered violent energy turbulence from deep within the death tunnel and lost their lives." "It¡¯s really so coincidental!" At this moment, a trace of an ice-cold smile hung on Ling Lan¡¯s lips, causing chills to run through Little Four¡¯s heart. It turned out that, subconsciously, Ling Lan had begun to emit the killing intent she had amassed in the learning space. "Yup, it¡¯s so coincidental that it¡¯s suspicious. In fact, there was indeed something wrong with the militarymand, and the energy turbulence within the death tunnel wasn¡¯t formed naturally as well." Little Four centred himself and continued to tell Ling Lan what he had found. Little Four¡¯s searching capabilities were undoubtedly powerful, proving that he was truly the virtual god he imed to be. Of course, Little Four was also putting in so much effort because Ling Xiao was now his daddy as well. He had to find out all he could about his daddy so that if anyone asked him about it in future, he would be able to give a proper answer. Still, he had not expected that this serious search of his would actually turn up some problems. "Looks like, this was a plot targeting my dad." Ling Lan fully believed in Little Four¡¯s abilities. If Little Four said there was a problem, then there must certainly be a problem. Moreover, Ling Lan too had thought from the start that all these coincidences stacking up together was unlikely to truly be coincidence. "Yes, I can confirm that, our daddy really did die from a sinister plot," said Little Four decisively. "Originally, theplete annihtion of Ling Xiao¡¯s fleet had struck a heavy blow on the morale of the Federation. However, the military acted quickly. They immediately announced Ling Xiao¡¯s status as a god-ss operator, along with the reason for his death. They imed that he was killed by a plot of the Twilight Empire ¡ª this caused the fighting between the Federation and the Twilight Empire to escte immediately, until it truly reached the point where there wouldn¡¯t be peace till one side was defeated. Now, the fighting has been going on for 8 years, and there are still no signs of stopping. There have already been countless deaths and injuries of the military on both sides." Ling Lan was rather surprised. "Why would dad¡¯s death cause such an oue?" Little Four sighed, "Boss, you don¡¯t understand the position god-ss operators have within the hearts of the Federation soldiers. God-ss operators are like gods to military staff, and Ling Xiao was the youngest one. His victories spurred the excitement of all the soldiers ¡ª it could be said that Ling Xiao was the idol of the entire military. Also, because Ling Xiao was the youngest of the god-ss operators, he had much more potential and room to grow than the other god-ss operators. It was almost certain that he would have be the guardian deity of the Federation for the next forty to fifty years. "Think about it. Their guardian deity was sacrificed to an underhanded plot of the enemy nation ¡ª how could the soldiers of the Federation just let it rest? So they could only continue to fight endlessly until one of the countries no longer has the ability to fight." Listening till this point, Ling Lan descended into deep thought. She recalled how when others had fought over her right to inherit, the military had chosen to just stand by and watch. Then she thought about when she was ambushed on her way to school. And then, there was her father¡¯s legacy mission ¡ª he had set up so many obstacles and tricks, just so he could narrow down the selection and find her ... she felt like she understood things a bit better now. The people within the upper ranks of the military who had caused Ling Xiao¡¯s death had not loosened their monitoring of the Ling family; it seemed that they did not want to see anyone from the Ling family appear in the military world. "Little Four, looks like we need to find the people in the upper ranks of the military who killed my dad," said Ling Lan with an icy smile. "Ah? Why?" Little Four didn¡¯t understand. "For one, Ling Xiao¡¯s blood flows within this body of mine, and I am also learning from Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy. Whether it¡¯s a life debt, or a mentorship debt, I need to avenge Ling Xiao. I cannot just allow him to die senselessly. "Secondly, in these 8 years, I believe the other has been monitoring us all this while. The moment we stand out a little in the military world, the other will definitely not hesitate to kill us off. I don¡¯t wish to live with this hidden knife hanging over our heads." Ling Lan¡¯s words drew Little Four¡¯s bitter anger towards amon enemy. He immediately said, "Don¡¯t worry, Boss, leave the virtual world to me." Little Four recalled the monitoring of the legacy mission, and reminded himself again and again that he needed to be more careful than careful ¡ª he must not reveal any openings that could bring the threat of death to his boss. Right after that, Little Four tacked on worriedly, "But, that person still hasn¡¯t been exposed till now. Being able to kill dad without anyone finding out about them, they must be a skilled schemer. Can we beat him?" Little Four didn¡¯t think his boss was the type that plotted well. "If I can¡¯t do it alone, I¡¯ll just have to find a few helpers." Ling Lan smiled coldly. Initially, she had not wanted to be a boss, but reality was forcing her to be one even if she didn¡¯t want to. How could she go up against some military bigwigs without having some helpers on her side? That¡¯s right, Ling Lan¡¯s sights were now set on Han Jijyun. Ling Lan had full confidence in her fighting skills ¡ª if she just worked at it, though she couldn¡¯t guarantee she¡¯d reach god-ss level, getting to ace or imperial level was still possible. However, when it came to plotting and scheming, Ling Lan was at a loss, while the opponent was a master at it. Therefore, she could only seek external help. Now, of the few followers by her side, only Han Jijyun¡¯s intelligence was clearly a head above the others, and recently, that intelligence was gradually moving towards the side of cunning and slyness. It looked like she would have to push things a little more, and make Han Jijyun be even more sly and cunning ... that¡¯s what Ling Lan was thinking. After making this decision, Ling Lan pushed the matter aside. After all, it was still too early to look for the opponent; Ling Lan wouldn¡¯t rush to seek out the other¡¯s tracks now while her own wings were still developing. Temporarily setting the matter aside, Ling Lan started to study the controls of the rabbit mecha seriously, slowly experimenting with making the mecha walk. After all, this was the very first step of controlling mecha. Have you ever seen a mecha that couldn¡¯t walk, but which could hack at someone with a knife? Alright, the ¡¯walk¡¯ of bestial mecha was more like jumps and leaps, especially for a rabbit. The hind legs were designed to be much stouter than the forelegs, so Ling Lan would first have to learn how to get the hind legs to spring. Luckily, Ling Lan need only control it with her fingers, so there was no difort in trying to adapt. After stumbling and face-nting a couple of times, Ling Lan finally grasped hold of the ability to move the rabbit mecha. Of course, she still could not get the mecha to hop in a straight line just yet. Watching as her mecha jumped left and right, but never in a straight line, Ling Lan sweatdropped. Just like that, Ling Lan immersed herself in mecha training. By the time Little Four nudged her back to awareness of her surroundings, it was already time to log off. Because Ling Lan had Little Four to cover for her, she logged off directly at the mecha training hall. Strolling out of the login pod, she took a quick shower and then went downstairs. In the dining room, Lan Luofeng was humming as she set out dishes on the table. Of course, these dishes were all prepared by the servants; Lan Luofeng was a young mistress of a noble family who had led a pampered life ¡ª the most she could do was fry an egg, and even then the quality was not guaranteed ... it could very well be undercooked or overcooked. Seeing Ling Lane down, Lan Luofeng smiled. "My baby, if you still hadn¡¯te down, I was about to go up and call you." There was nothing Ling Lan could say in response to this. Previously, there had been several times when she had been forced offline by Lan Luofeng¡¯s persistent pestering. Her mum was the type of person that wouldn¡¯t give up before she achieved her goal. Trying to match her in terms of patience, Ling Lan didn¡¯t think much of her odds. Ling Lan and Lan Luofeng ate together as usual. Ling Lan had only taken a few bites when she could not help but ask, "Mum, did you know that dad was a god-ss operator?" Lan Luofeng nodded, "I knew. Why?" "Why didn¡¯t you tell me?" asked Ling Lan moodily. Chapter 115: The Tragic Rabbit! ¡°Why should I have told you? Would his being a god-ss operator affect your life in any way?¡± Lan Luofeng cast a confused nce at Ling Lan. ¡°Not to mention he has already left us, and even if he were by our side, whether or not he is a god-ss operator, what does that have to do with us?¡± Ling Lan thought about it and felt that what Lan Luofeng said was correct. Knowing if Ling Xiao was a god-ss operator or not really didn¡¯t have much impact on her life at all. Lan Luofeng picked up a mouthful of Ling Lan¡¯s favourite side-dish with her chopsticks and ced it in Ling Lan¡¯s bowl, and continued to say, ¡°Also, Ling Xiao is just Ling Xiao. He¡¯s a normal person, and also my husband, your daddy. Whether he¡¯s a god-ss operator or not, he¡¯s still my husband and your daddy. These two identities will never change.¡± Lan Luofeng¡¯s words caused Ling Lan¡¯s body to jerk in realisation, and the restlessness she had felt after finding out that Ling Xiao was a god-ss operator abruptly disappeared. ¡°Also, Baby Lan, don¡¯t let your daddy¡¯s status influence your choices in the future. You must remember ¡ª you are you. You just coincidentally have a father named Ling Xiao, that¡¯s all.¡± Lan Luofeng was somewhat worried, afraid that her daughter would choose to do things she didn¡¯t like just because of Ling Xiao, like try to be a mecha operator or something. ¡°I hope that you¡¯ll choose what you like to do in the future, and not choose out of some obligation or whatever other reason ¡­¡± Lan Luofeng¡¯s words caused Ling Lan to look at her mum with new eyes; she felt as if she was getting to know a new side of Lan Luofeng. Ling Lan reckoned that among all the females that her dad had encountered, her mum was the only one who didn¡¯t treat her dad as someone overwhelmingly strong or an idol or perhaps even as a long-term food provider. She had very simply and purely seen him as a regr person to live an average life with. And so, her dad had chosen her mum ¡­ yup, decisively making a move even before her mum had be an adult. ¡°Thanks, Mum!¡± said Ling Lan sincerely. She finished off all of the side-dishes that Lan Luofeng had given her and then lifted her head from her bowl to ask, ¡°Mum, say, do you think Dad could still be alive?¡± Lan Luofeng¡¯s lips bloomed with a radiant smile, and she nodded decisively and said, ¡°Yes, I think your daddy wouldn¡¯t die so easily. He¡¯s a god-ss operator!¡± Her tone concealed none of her admiration and pride for Ling Xiao. Ling Lan smiled too then. Since her own mum wished for this, then she would also hold onto this hope as well. Besides, it was just like her mum said ¡ª a god-ss operator wouldn¡¯t just die that easily ¡­ Ling Lan finished eating and then went with her mum to the field outside to walk off the meal. After that, she returned to a training room to practise several sets of physical skills. In particr, Ling Lan ran through the scout academy¡¯s foundational physical skills set at least 10 times, because Ling Xiao had mentioned that this set of physical skills was not as simple as it seemed. It may even be a great help when operating mecha and advancing in the future. At the end, she took a shower andy down to sleep. Entering the learning space as usual, she saw Little Four sitting on the ground. There were countless papers piled high beside him, and he was flipping through several more sheets of paper in his hands. Ling Lan asked curiously, ¡°Little Four, what are you doing?¡± Perhaps Little Four had been too engrossed in what he was doing; he was so frightened by Ling Lan¡¯s voice that he flung his arms out ¡ª the papers in his hands were thrown into the air, and one of themnded on his head. Little Four quickly pulled down that piece of paper. Seeing Ling Lan grinning at him, as if amused by his panicked performance, Little Four said grumpily, ¡°Boss, why did you have to sneak up on me? You almost scared me to death!¡± ¡°Scared you to death? Why? Were you doing something bad?¡± teased Ling Lan. Unexpectedly, Little Four¡¯s face paled. He quickly reached out and gathered the papers in front of him, pulling them close. Ling Lan looked at him suspiciously and said, ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you really were doing something bad?¡± Little Four choked out a nervousugh. ¡°No way! I was just gathering some information, things about Dad and also stuff about mecha.¡± When Little Four mentioned mecha, he was mumbling somewhat unintelligibly, but Ling Lan¡¯s attention had been fully captured by ¡®things about Dad¡¯. She cautioned Little Four, ¡°Gathering the information may be important, but make sure you stay concealed. Don¡¯t let anyone discover you.¡± Little Four smiled and said, ¡°Rx, Boss!¡± ¡°Still ¡­¡± Ling Lan pointed at the pile of paper in front of Little Four, ¡°Is this necessary?¡± Frankly, Little Four could just absorb the information directly into his system procedures ¡ª he really didn¡¯t have to materialize the information onto these sheets and sheets of white paper. ¡°Boss, don¡¯t you feel that words on paper is ssy?¡± asked Little Four, expression dreamy. ¡°Reading from paper, doesn¡¯t it make me seem very intelligent?¡± This troublemaking brat ¡ª so he¡¯s just trying to show off! Ling Lan said huffily, ¡°In that case, you can continue being intelligent. I¡¯m going into the learning space to learn now.¡± Ling Lan¡¯s unimpressed attitude made Little Four feel that there was now a generation gap between him and Boss. Thus, he sulkily waved Ling Lan away, indicating for her to not disturb his work. Ling Lan could only shake her head silently at Little Four¡¯s heartlessness. She sighed to herself, mourning the fact that little brats nowadays were just too spoilt and pampered. She was just about to push open the doors to the physical skills learning area when from the corner of her eye, she noticed arge door to the side. A word had finally appeared on it: Mecha! Could it be that because she had encountered mecha, the learning space had also activated a mecha course? Ling Lan¡¯s heart heated up and she decisively turned away from the physical skills doorway. Tentatively, she prodded the doorbelled ¡®mecha¡¯ and felt it move slightly. It wasn¡¯t like before when the door was fused to the wall,pletely immovable. Ling Lan gave the door a hard shove and the door swung open with a bang. She walked inside and saw an endless space. In the near distance, a rugged soldier with a full beard was guffawing boisterously as he watched her approach. ¡°Haha, Ling Lan, you¡¯re finally here!¡± The soldier¡¯s energetic greeting made Ling Lan nce at him cautiously. Could he be a new instructor? The personalities of the instructors Ling Lan had met so far were all different ¡­ Number One was cold and cool to the extreme, and meant every word he said. Number Five liked tough, but was sly and maniptive to the extreme, and was unbelievably perverse, capable of chilling others to the bone. Number Nine was very strict and looked very cold and aloof, but was actually a woman with a soft heart ¡ª Ling Lan had received much care from her since the very beginning. As such, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t afraid of stern-faced teachers, but was fearful of those with smiling faces and passionate appearances; she had been traumatized by Number Five¡¯s torments ¡­ So, seeing the other¡¯s enthusiasm and wide smile, she was instantly on her guard. If by any chance this was another instructor like Number Five, she would definitely be toyed with most terribly. ¡°Don¡¯t think so much. I¡¯m not Number Five. I have no interest in torturing people. Right, I¡¯m your mecha instructor, Number Three. In fact, when you turned 6 years old, I had already wanted to activate the mecha course. But, due to your real-life situation back then, Big Brother Number One refused my request. I had thought that I¡¯d have to wait for another 5 to 6 years before it came up again. Unexpectedly, you activated it yourself after just one year, hahahahahaha ¡­ that¡¯s great!¡± Number Threeughed up at the sky, as if immensely pleased with Ling Lan¡¯s choice. Looks like he had really be impatient with waiting. Theughter finally stopped, but before Ling Lan could ask any questions, Number Three snapped his fingers. A rabbit mecha dropped from the sky,nding directly in front of Ling Lan. Ling Lan could only stare nkly at its familiar appearance. ¡°Why is it this mecha?¡± Number Three replied helplessly, ¡°Can¡¯t help it, our mecha¡¯s controls are somewhat different from those in your world, so we had to let the space assistant gather all the mecha models and controls of this world. So far, the space assistant has only sent in the data for this one mecha. Of course, this is also because you selected this mecha ¡­¡± Ling Lan finally understood why Little Four had had that dodgy look in the hall of the learning space. It turned out that he had secretly sent the stats of the rabbit mecha into the learning space, making it the initiate mecha for her mecha training. Dammit. He knew that she didn¡¯t really like the rabbit mecha ¡ª couldn¡¯t he have changed things a little and brought in some other models? Of course, Ling Lan was most upset at her own luck. If she had managed to draw a more formidable mecha to begin with, then she wouldn¡¯t have to take Number Three¡¯s mocking gaze. Regardless of how gloomy Ling Lan felt, she still had to listen to Instructor Number Three¡¯smands. She got into the cockpit of the rabbit mecha. As expected, the control buttons were the same, no changes whatsoever. Ling Lan activated the mecha, and the mecha quickly booted up sessfully. She then opened the mecha¡¯s screen to disy the situation outside, but found that the initially vacant and open space had now be an extremely narrow tunnel. By Ling Lan¡¯s estimation, the tunnel was just 1.5 times the width of the mecha itself. To sessfully make her way through the tunnel, it would require very fine control of the mecha¡¯s movement. Additionally, there were also some irregr obstacles within the tunnel ¡ª on the floor, and on the walls on both sides ¡ª which were probably designed to test a mecha operator¡¯s ability to handle the controls to adjust to circumstances. ¡°Firstly, you¡¯ll need to go through obstacle course training. Can you see the numbers on the bottom of the screen?¡± Number Three¡¯s voice rang out beside Ling Lan¡¯s ear. Ling Lan looked at the screen as Instructor Number Three said, and sure enough, on the lower part of the screen, the numbers 03.00.00 were shing at her, reminding Ling Lan of their existence. ¡°This is a countdown timer for 3 minutes. You¡¯ll need toplete this obstacle course within 3 minutes to pass. And your deadline toplete this mission is just one week.¡± Number Three¡¯s tone was tinged with obvious schadenfreude. F*ck! Teaching her nothing and giving her a mission right off the bat? Instructor Number Three, you¡¯re a mecha instructor, not a mission distributor ¡ª isn¡¯t what you¡¯re doing too shameless? Before Ling Lan could give voice to herints, the shing numbers on the lower half of the screen began to count down rapidly. Ling Lan¡¯s eyelid twitched. Abruptly, she found that with the speed of her mecha¡¯s jumps, 3 minutes weren¡¯t long at all. At this moment, Number Three¡¯s gleeful voice rang out once more, ¡°Oh right, every time you fail an attempt, the system will dole out punishment. You hang in there now!¡± Hearing this, Ling Lan frantically operated her mecha. Her fingers flew, actually blowing past the speed limits she had managed to achieve before this ¡­ the system¡¯s punishment was not pleasant at all ¡ª she really didn¡¯t want to experience it ever again. However, dreams are beautiful but reality is cruel. Ling Lan mmed into a wall for the nth time, and after repeatedly embodying the rabbit in the tale ¡®waiting for a rabbit by a tree stump ¡® 1 , the timer finally hit zero. Overall, she had only managed to jump forward a few metres. Oh, tragic rabbit ¡­ Ling Lan had yet to finish bemoaning the poor rabbit when a wave of numbing pain swept over her body ¡­ Chapter 116: Arbitrary Punishment! Chapter 116: Arbitrary Punishment! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Dammit, I just knew this would happen!" Ling Lan swore loudly. She could almost see the faint smoke rising from her mouth, ugh ... she was about to bepletely cooked by electricity. Unfortunately, before she could get over the pain and numbness left by this electrocution, the scene before her shifted abruptly. She was brought along with her mecha back to the start of the obstacle course. And then, the learning space did not give Ling Lan any time to rest, immediately restarting the 3-minute countdown once more. Seeing this, Ling Lan finally couldn¡¯t help but curse silently. FUCK! After that, it was another flurry of frantic movements to control the rabbit mecha, to send it lunging out desperately. Perhaps tragedy likes to repeat itself, for Ling Lan had only taken a few hops when she once again mmed into a wall. And then she bounced back, and hit the wall again, and bounced back, and ... in the end, she still hit the wall again ... The image before Ling Lan was a constant loop of falling and rolling around ¡ª the result of all this wall-mming was a dizzy head and spinning eyes. Once again, Ling Lan was experiencing the feelings of the unfortunate rabbit in the folktale of ¡¯ waiting for a rabbit by a tree stump¡¯ ! Failure, followed by yet more failure! Electrocution after electrocution, restart after restart ... Ling Lan had no idea how many times she had restarted this mission anymore. She estimated that she hadn¡¯t even managed to get 50 metres into the tunnel so far. And what¡¯s worse, she didn¡¯t even know how long this sted tunnel was in total. The reason to me for Ling Lan¡¯s constant wall-mming was that the tunnel was really just too narrow. There were times when Ling Lan clearly felt she had not made any mistakes with the controls, and even the screen disy was telling her that her jump coordinates were in a straight line ¡ª but unfortunately, the mecha still somehow ended up mming into the wall. This caused Ling Lan to be rather discouraged, frustration rearing up within her heart. Goddammit! This tunnel just did not allow for any bit of error in her controls ¡ª was this the standard a newbie should have? Ling Lan, having been electrocuted to within an inch of her life, was filled with simmering indignation. Hells, it was like she thought, nothing good ever came from men who liked to smile ... After god-knows how many failures, Ling Lan¡¯s spirit was worn down to the brink. After onest electrocution, she was summarily thrown out of the mission space, and Ling Lan blearily found herself in the great hall of the learning space once again. The hall was no longer as messy as when Ling Lan had first arrived; Little Four had tidied up the floor. When he saw Ling Lan appear suddenly before him, he was startled by her appearance and yelled, "Boss, you were electrocuted?!" Ling Lan¡¯s head was heavy ¡ª she only stared uprehendingly at Little Four in response. Seeing this, Little Four couldn¡¯t help but sigh and shake his head. With a sympathetic flick of his finger, arge full-length mirror appeared before Ling Lan. In the reflection of the mirror, apletely ck figure looked out nkly at them. There were even wisps of ck smoke still wafting off the figure, the only break in the ck being the whites of the figure¡¯s eyes ... oh, right, the figure¡¯s teeth were still white too! Ling Lan bared her teeth at the mirror, revealing her set of straight white teeth. Contrasted with the ck, her teeth gleamed even whiter than usual. Not just that, Ling Lan¡¯s hair was all standing up, puffed up in curls. They reminded Ling Lan of the instant noodles of her past life ¡ª really, her appearance was as bizarre as one could imagine. "AH! Number Three, I want to kill him!" This horrible state of hers made Ling Lan scream out in frustration. Right now, she did not look one bit like the cute moe shota that she usually looked like ¡ª she was a total ck phantom that had crawled out from the hearth. Little Four smothered augh with his hand, "Boss, so you¡¯ve met Number Three! Hehe, don¡¯t be fooled by his brash and forthright-looking face; he actually loves to y pranks on people." Ling Lan was stunned. "You know them, Little Four?" She had always thought that Little Four belonged to a different system than the instructors, and so would not meet each other. Looks like that wasn¡¯t the case. "Of course! There are many things I don¡¯t understand which require their help, like with those battle ... well, I just know them." Little Four had almost let the truth slip. It turned out that those moves he had helped Ling Lan modify and appropriate was actually the hard work of the instructors. Little Four had just shamelessly imed the credit for himself. Sensing something amiss with Little Four¡¯s words, Ling Lan stared at him suspiciously. Little Four¡¯s heart started pounding erratically, afraid that his deceit would be discovered by his boss. He quickly changed the topic, saying, "Boss, how did you end up this way?" At Little Four¡¯s question, Ling Lan was in no mood to think more about the holes in Little Four¡¯s speech. She sighed softly and said tiredly, "Instructor Number Three gave me a mecha control mission ..." She scratched her head, mussing up her instant-noodle hair into a bird¡¯s nest, and then shouted resentfully, "Argh ...! He didn¡¯t teach me anything! Just told me to get through that crazily narrow beyond narrow tunnel within 3 minutes. How would that be possible?" Ling Lan¡¯s words instantly made Little Four raise his little fists in anger as well. With sympathetic indignation, he said, "Yeah, how could Number Three be so unreasonable? No matter what, he should give Boss some time to adapt!" "Er ... actually, he did in fact give me a week¡¯s time to finish it," admitted Ling Lan awkwardly. "Then, Boss, how did you end up so messed up?" Wasn¡¯t it just training? Why did it look like she had had to go through a mountain of swords and swim through a sea of mes? Gloomily, Ling Lan said, "Though it was training, every time I failed, I would be electrocuted!" Little Four¡¯s eyes popped out in disbelief, and he muttered, "How can that be, electrocuted just for failing in training? When did the system be so strict?" That said, he cast a pitying nce at Ling Lan. "Boss, you¡¯re in big trouble. If you fail the mission this time, I think you¡¯ll lose ayer of skin even if you don¡¯t die. " Hearing this, Ling Lan¡¯s spirits drooped even more. "Yeah, I didn¡¯t expect to be electrocuted so badly just for failing in training ... if I can¡¯t pass this mission a weekter ..." Ling Lan shuddered violently, the sense of doom in her heart bing even heavier. The learning space¡¯s punishments came in many bizarre forms, but every type would stay with you for the rest of your life ... no one would be willing to go through it again if they could help it. Ling Lan had failed N-times under Instructor Number Five¡¯s tutge, and so had experienced a multitude of mind-breaking punishments. All in all, she really never wanted to experience them ever again. "But it¡¯s really odd ..." Little Four sat on a step, face cupped in his hands as he said in a confused tone, "Since you were given a time limit forpletion, why would you still be punished after failing during training, Boss? This doesn¡¯t seem to match up with the system¡¯s settings ..." Little Four was the most familiar with the system of the learning space ¡ª although the system was very strict, its every step would be executed strictly ording to the guidelines of the learning space. Could there be some other reason for this deviation in behaviour? Hearing what Little Four had to say, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but wonder, "Could it be that Instructor Number Three was intentionally messing with me?" Little Four threw a disdainful nce at his boss. "The instructors are only in charge of assigning missions. They don¡¯t have the jurisdiction to give out punishment ..." But Ling Lan persisted, "Then what¡¯s up with Instructor Number Five¡¯s punishments? The degree of perversity involved is absolutely a sign of his work." Little Four exined, "That¡¯s because Boss had already failed the mission. Among all the punishments offered by the system, the instructor has the right to choose which one is implemented." Ling Lan understood then. However, this just deepened the mystery ¡ª why would the system punish her for no reason when she only failed in training? Little Four searched through the rules of the learning space, and finally found a regtion that somewhat fit this strange scenario. "Boss, when you were training, did you do anything against the rules?" During training, if the host did anything the system viewed as breaking its rules, the system would implement appropriate punishment ording to the severity of the vition! Ling Lan gave it some serious thought, and felt that other than controlling the mecha to jump and m into walls, she really had not done anything else. Could it be that the system considered her wall-mming as the terrible sin of vandalism, and assigned punishment for it? Ling Lan told Little Four her guess, and Little Four thumped the table in agreement. His boss¡¯s assumption made sense. However, Little Four was extremely curious. "Boss, why did you have to jump and m into the wall? Wouldn¡¯t it be fine if you just walked slowly?" Ling Lan said with some embarrassment, "Isn¡¯t it all because of that 3 minute countdown timer? I wanted to speed up and quicklyplete the mission, but the faster I went, the harder the mecha was to control. And once I hit a wall, the mecha would bounce around like a rubber ball, making it impossible for me to control. Ahem! In the end, I could only be a dizzy rabbit ..." When a mecha receives a concussive force, 30% of it would be realistically reflected upon Ling Lan¡¯s body. Even if Ling Lan¡¯s body was as strong as an ox, the consecutive impacts and tumbles had still been too much for Ling Lan. Disoriented and unwell, she had thoroughly experienced what it felt like to be a rabbit mming into a tree. "Boss, you know very well that you won¡¯t be able toplete this mission within 3 minutes with your current ability level. So, why are you rushing it? Why don¡¯t you first familiarize yourself with the controls to get the rabbit to walk? Slow down as much as possible and work hard so you don¡¯t hit the wall. Take your time and walk through the tunnel slowly and familiarize yourself with the path. Wouldn¡¯t that be better?" Little Four just could not understand Ling Lan¡¯s decision. After all, didn¡¯t she have an entire week to figure it out? Why was she so impatient? Ling Lan said moodily, "It¡¯s not that I don¡¯t want to! But Instructor Number Three said, if I fail there would be punishment. Also, once the time is up, I¡¯ll be brought back to the starting point. How am I supposed to get used to the tunnel ..." Suddenly, Ling Lan jerked, thinking of something. Her gaze brightened instantly. "Thank you, Little Four!" Before Little Four could react to this outburst, Ling Lan had pulled Little Four into a hug and dropped a smacking kiss onto his soft and pink little cheek. This sudden affectionate action immediately crashed Little Four¡¯s thought processes ¡ª his two eyes were wide as saucers, and his entire body froze up. Ling Lan did not notice that Little Four¡¯s spirit had been sent flying off by her unexpected kiss. She took a fewrge strides to stand once more before the doorway of mecha, and purposefully pushed it open. She needed to test her hypothesis to see whether she was right. Entering the doorway, she saw Instructor Number Three still standing beside that rabbit mecha. Seeing Ling Lan return, Instructor Number Three said with an expression of surprise, "I thought you were onlying back tomorrow? How do you still have strength to train?" Ling Lan said coldly, "I¡¯m not that weak." If it really was as she thought, Instructor Number Three was really just too sly. Instructor Number Three seemed not to see Ling Lan¡¯s dark expression. With a heartyugh, he said, "That¡¯s great! Get into the mecha then." Chapter 117: The Learning Spaces Warning! Chapter 117: The Learning Space¡¯s Warning! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan smoothly leapt up into the mecha¡¯s cockpit, and then swiftly closed the door and activated the mecha. After 3 minutes, on the lower right corner of the disy screen, the 3-minute countdown timer appeared once more. As before, the numbers shed at her, a constant reminder of their presence. This time, Ling Lan only took one nce at the numbers before looking away. This was not because the string of numbers made her nervous, but because she wanted to focus on the final image being disyed on the screen. Sure enough, the image on the screen changed, and Ling Lan was once again at the entrance of the test tunnel. The learning space did not give Ling Lan much time to prepare; the numbers on the bottom of the screen began to roll, the countdown had begun ... This time, Ling Lan did not rush ¡ª she did not try to increase her hand speed desperately to push the mecha out as fast as she could ¡ª instead, she chose to decrease her hand speed. Her current speed was definitely not fast, with some pauses mixed in at times. She worked hard to coordinate her two hands, and facing the small and narrow tunnel, she controlled the rabbit mecha to hop lightly into it! This hop was very short, not even 2 metres, not even the length of her rabbit mecha¡¯s body. However, this caution guaranteed that she made no mistakes this time. Slowly but steadily, she hopped her way to the centre of the tunnel. There were still no mistakes. Ling Lan did not rush to make the next jump ¡ª only after properly calcting the distance needed did she flex her fingers and operated the mecha to jump. Having calmed down, no longer affected by the 3-minute countdown, Ling Lan now noticed that this seemingly straight tunnel actually had a slight curve to it. However, it would not be noticeable with the naked eye when moving at fast speeds. Right then, Ling Lan finally understood why she had kept mming into walls previously. Having been unaware of the curve of the tunnel walls, even if she had used the coordinate data provided by the mecha and jumped to the marked coordinates, it would not have helped. Because in reality, she had already made a judgement error ¡ª all that awaited her was a crash into a wall. 3 minutes time wasn¡¯t very long, but it also wasn¡¯t very short. Ling Lan had just made her way through roughly 30 or so metres of the tunnel, avoiding several obstacles along the way, when her time ran out. However, Ling Lan was not aware of this. Because this time, strangely enough, the learning space did not impose punishment the moment the countdown hit zero. The electrocution did not happen, and Ling Lan also was not chased back to the starting point. Instead, after the timer hit zero, it did not stop, but continued to count down, going into the negatives ... All this happened silently, so Ling Lan, who was thoroughly focused on operating her mecha, noticed nothing ... only after she had jumped a few more times, going about 10 metres deeper into the tunnel, did she remember to turn and look at the countdown timer. Ling Lan was wondering why the 3 minutes seemed to stretch on for so long this time. Ling Lan nced at the timer and saw that the timer was still moving, but this time, the numbers were not getting smaller, but gettingrger andrger. In fright, Ling Lan abruptly stopped her hands, and the rabbit mecha immediately froze andy down on the ground. Looking closer, Ling Lan finally saw that the countdown timer was now disying negative numbers. In other words, she had long gone beyond the allocated 3 minutes. Ling Lan started to think. Before this, she had been too anxious, desperately increasing her speed to charge and m her way through the course, so much so that shepletely ignored her surroundings. Thus, she had mmed into the walls repeatedly, and the final oue was getting electrocuted after the timer ran out and being sent back to the beginning ... why did the learning space not react this time, seemingly content to let her do as she pleased? Ling Lan thought back to when she had pushed open the ¡¯Mecha¡¯ door, and her conversation then with Instructor Number Three. She recalled how she had so easily fallen for Instructor Number Three¡¯s misdirection and believed that there would be punishment if she did not finish the mission after the 3 minutes on the timer ran out. She thought about how she had be overwhelmed with panic and frantically tried to make her mecha run forwards recklessly ... she had really been so bloody stupid! She had actually forgotten that, in the learning space, before a mission¡¯s deadline was up, there would not be any punishment for failing in training! She had had 7 full years of learning experience ¡ª and she hadpletely forgotten everything in that split second. No wonder the learning space had gotten mad. It had to be said that, ever since she had managed to obtain Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy from right under the military¡¯s noses, Ling Lan had be a little cocky. This made her lose her initial sense of caution. Ling Lan mocked herself, "How shameful! I actually neglected such an obvious clue. And this trap would have been discovered easily if I had just stopped to think ... is this because I¡¯ve lost my mental bnce? Because I thought I was stronger than most other people, so I became too proud?" Was the learning space trying to tell me through punishment that I still don¡¯t have the right to strut around with my tail up 1 ? Ling Lan had the realization that this electrocution wasn¡¯t punishing her for failing, but was punishing her for her recklessness and carelessness, as well as her loss of mental bnce. This was a warning from the learning space! Ling Lan¡¯s lips curved up into a slight smile, her eyes glittering. Although the learning space was somewhat offbeat at times, it would always step in to prevent her from making mistakes at key moments. She really felt that she was extremely fortunate to have received the learning space. Having thought things through, Ling Lan¡¯s mind was at peace. She no longer worried about the so-called countdown timer, but merely focused all her attention on operating the mecha to slowly manoeuvre her way through this tunnel. The start of the tunnel was so narrow that it only allowed one mecha to squeeze through at a time, and though the tunnel gradually widened out, the number of obstacles also increased. There were even sections where there were obstacle piles , which required several consecutive hops to clear. Ling Lan overcame each and every one of the challenges of the tunnel, but then, a new problem appeared. A huge boulder appeared before Ling Lan, and there just was not enough space on either side of the boulder for therge rabbit mecha to pass through. Moreover, there were several rocks of uneven height below therge boulder as well; thispletely prevented any challenger from passing through the bottom of the boulder. It only took one look for Ling Lan to determine the path she should take. Right at the top of the boulder, there was a ¡¯coincidental¡¯ gap with just enough room for the rabbit mecha to leap through. Note that she said ¡¯leap through¡¯. In other words, this time, she needed to make sure the rabbit mecha jumped high enough to reach the gap and moved forwards enough to clear the boulder, otherwise it would be all too easy to m into the rock. Ling Lan let the rabbit mecha¡¯s A.I. analyse the path she needed to take for this jump, along with the controls necessary for it. She then visualized it over and over in her mind, and only after she felt somewhat confident about it, did she get ready to move. She controlled the mecha to retreat around 10 metres ¡ª the boulder was too tall, so she needed to use a run-up approach to build up momentum. The first time, Ling Lan sprinted up to the rock, but when she reached the jumping point, she felt that there was a deviation in her positioning and hit the emergency brakes. The mecha only managed to stop at a distance of 0.01 metres away from the rock, scaring the cold sweat out of Ling Lan. The second time, she got the jumping position right, but she did not use enough power to reach the required height. Luckily, Ling Lan reacted quickly ¡ª at the moment she was about to hit the rock, she controlled the rabbit to kick out with its limbs at the rock, sending the mecha into a flip. She then controlled the mecha tond safely, avoiding the tragedy of mming into the boulder ... These two failures gave Ling Lan a better idea of what to expect. On her third try, with a steady grasp of all the key points, Ling Lan sessfully got her mecha to leap swiftly through the gap at the top of the boulder. At this moment, Ling Lan was still unaware that making her way through the various obstacles in the course had steadily built up her proficiency with the rabbit mecha¡¯s controls. From being flustered at the beginning, till being able to handle unforeseen circumstances with ease now, Ling Lan¡¯s improvement was truly phenomenal. Meanwhile, Ling Lan was still adjusting. In order to handle all sorts of scenarios, she had subconsciously begun slowly merging thebat moves she had learned in real life with her mecha control process. And this, was truly the ultimate objective of this tunnel mission. Within the learning space, the passing standard for mecha operators was that a mecha operator had to be able to control a mecha as if it were their own hands and feet, just as if the mecha were an extension of their own bodies. And this wasn¡¯t something many people could do in the real world. So, if Ling Lan wanted to pass, she still had much training to do to hone her mecha control! This also gave Ling Lan the false impression for a while that her mecha control was terrible ... After oveing several more obstacles, Ling Lan finally arrived at the finish line,pleting a full run of the tunnel. The time she used was slightly less than 32 minutes and 13 seconds. Of course, this duration was worlds apart from the mission requirement of 3 minutes. Still, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t particrly worried. This was because she knew that she had limited her hand speed for this run, keeping it at a normal level. Besides, this first full run was just to map out the tunnel and get to know the situation inside it, so she had wasted a lot of time at every obstacle. The second time would be different. Reality proved that it was indeed as Ling Lan had expected. The second time, Ling Lan directly shortened the time used to 23 minutes, and her third pass was infinitely close to 20 minutes. However, this time became her current limit ¡ª in the following fourth, fifth, and sixth attempts, she maintained this result, never being able to break past the 20 minute barrier. To ensure that she did not make a mistake and m into the wall again, Ling Lan still did not unleash her hand speed; she continued to use the hand speed she used at the start to control the mecha. But after testing out several different ways of jumping without being able to break past the 20 minute barrier, Ling Lan decided to increase her hand speed by one level. However, after raising her hand speed, Ling Lan started making mistakes. Although she was still extremely careful, she still could not help but lose control at a particrly sharp turn, slipping out of her intended path to careen towards the wall. But Ling Lan reacted quickly, no longer allowing herself to m helplessly into the wall like before. Instead, she used all four limbs of the mecha to kick off from the wall, and riding the rebound, she moved her mecha back on the correct path. Of course, this was also due to the fact that her speed was not yet at the maximum, and so was still within the limits of Ling Lan¡¯s control. Just like this, she shuffled and stumbled her way through the tunnel ¡ª she then found that her time had not gotten any better, and had in fact gotten slower than before, clocking in at around 21 minutes. However, Ling Lan was not discouraged. This new speed would require some adjustment, and in the process of adjustment, it was perfectly normal to make some mistakes. As such, the time dy was within her expectations. When she managed to fully get used to the new speed, Ling Lan was sure that she would be able to shorten the time to below 20 minutes. And so Ling Lan maintained this speed, and went through the tunnel again and again, making adjustment after adjustment ... The night passed without conversation ¡ª Ling Lan did not even know when she was kicked out by the learning space. From early the next day, aside from the sses that she had to attend, Ling Lan spent all her time in the learning space training to pass the mission. Of course, to reassure her mum, Ling Lan pretended to be in the virtual world by lying in a login pod. Ling Lan naturally also did not forget to instruct Little Four to fake her appearance in the virtual world to collect information from all the major subject halls. She had not forgotten the threat within the military ¡ª it would not do to let that party notice anything amiss. Chapter 118: The Real No.1 of Year 4738 Chapter 118: The Real No.1 of Year 4738 Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan stood once more at the entrance to the tunnel; she had never stopped challenging it. She closed her eyes and counted the seconds, and then abruptly opened them again. Her eyes zed with a vibrant light, and her fingers flew in a coordinated dance. With a strong push of its hindlegs, the rabbit mecha bounded into the tunnel. At this moment, Ling Lan¡¯s entire body and soul were immersed in the mecha ¡ª she already knew the situation within the tunnel like the back of her hand, so there was no need for her to even think about how to ovee the obstacles. All of it was already a steady flow within her mind. The rabbit mecha leapt and soared nimbly within that small and narrow space. At times it crawled, at times it leapt, at times it moved rapidly, at times it slowed to turn ... quite a few times it narrowly scraped by a wall, where just a hairsbreadth closer would mean a forceful crash and a violent tumble. This time, Ling Lan did not hit the wall at all, sessfully making her way through the tunnel swiftly. She looked down at the time ¡ª as expected, she had finally broken past the 20-minute barrier. In fact, she had improved her time by a whole 5 minutes, ending the course within 15 minutes. Compared to her first time, Ling Lan had undoubtedly reduced her time by half. However, to achieve the 3 minutes required toplete the mission, Ling Lan still had a long way to go. Still, Ling Lan was very happy. This progress proved that her control of the rabbit mecha had improved by a substantial margin. Ling Lan wasn¡¯t anxious to raise her hand speed further at this point; instead, she continued to work on stabilizing her current hand speed. She practised over and over again ¡ª running the same obstacle course repetitively was very dry and boring. Making the mecha jump and leap and run to break through obstacles may have been new and exciting for the first run or two, but after the tenth time and beyond, all that was left was boredom. Fortunately, Ling Lan was a very tolerant person. The dry monotony and boredom of the exercise were not enough to turn her off and make her choose to give up halfway. In this manner, she stayed in her house for three to four consecutive days. Then, Ling Lan was dragged out of the learning space by Little Four over an unexpected urrence. Back then, Ling Lan had been focused on her training in the tunnel to try and apply a higher hand speed. Just as she had been running, the scene in front of her eyes suddenly twisted and spun, bing blurred and unfocused. By the time Ling Lan could see clearly again, she had already been brought to the great hall of the learning space. Little Four was waiting for her there with an anxious expression. Seeing Ling Lane out, Little Four immediately rushed over as he shouted, "Boss, hurry! Qi Long and the others are looking for you." During this time, Little Four had been substituting Ling Lan to enter the virtual world. So, he was also responsible for reporting anything of note that happened there. "Can¡¯t you handle it?" Ling Lan automatically assumed it was something to do with the virtual world. That¡¯s why she was rather surprised, because Little Four had patted his chest and guaranteed that he would be able to handle anything in the virtual world back when he had first taken on this duty. "It¡¯s a real world issue. They were just trying to contact you online, and it looks urgent. They want you to go to thebat hall immediately. It looks like something major is happening," exined Little Four in a hurry. Ling Lan was rather bewildered, unsure what could have happened to make Qi Long and the others so anxious. With a worried heart, she quickly left the learning space and climbed out of the login pod to the virtual world. She took a moment to change into a clean uniform, and then immediately set out for thebat hall. The moment she arrived at the entrance to thebat hall, Ling Lan found that there was an unusuallyrge crowd here today. She took a swift look around, and found that there were not just students from her grade, but also quite a number of students from the other grades. There were younger juniors who had just started school here, as well as seniors from a grade or two higher. Among the groupings of blue and green, Ling Lan could even see some white and red ¡ª looks like there were also quite a few students from the special sses. Ling Lan grew even more curious. What in the world had happened to make the students of the lower division gather here? Although the scout academy had ten grades, these grades were in fact split into three different divisions. Grades 1 to 4 made up the lower division, 5 to 7 was the intermediate division, and 8 to 10 was the upper division. The students of every division had their own circles, and aside from those with intent, very few people were willing to cross these circles to get to know the students of the other divisions. Just take Ling Lan¡¯s group for example. They may know about the matters concerning the lower division students, but they only knew vague details about things to do with the intermediate division, and the upper division waspletely out of the consideration of these lower division children. Ling Lan immediately contacted Qi Long, and finding out that the others were at arena 3, she hurried over. On the way there, Ling Lan¡¯s ostentatious red uniform drew the admiration and envy of the surrounding merit ss and regr ss students. Although Ling Lan kept a rather low profile within the academy, there were still quite a few people who recognised her. These people were talking in hushed whispers to the people beside them who didn¡¯t know Ling Lan. "Do you know who that person in the red uniform is?" said one of the informed grade one students excitedly to a student beside him whom he had just met. "A Special ss-A student? From which grade? I don¡¯t think I saw him at the cross-grade challenge matches." Some of the people who had no acquaintances in the upper grades naturally did not know much about their seniors. "You should at least know about Qi Long, right?" Qi Long had obtained the top rank of the special sses multiple times in session, and so had often appeared at the cross-grade challenge fights. Thus, even the new students knew him. "Of course I know! The leading person in the second grade ¡ª I¡¯ve seen him in the cross-grade challenge matches. I get excited just speaking of him! In thest challenge, he actually managed to challenge all the way up to grade 4 before losing. He really makes us lower grades proud!" It looked like this new student was a fan of Qi Long¡¯s; his face was filled with idolisation. "Hehe, let me tell you ... that person just now is Qi Long¡¯s boss! He¡¯s also in the second grade." The informed one was very smug; he actually knew about the strongest hidden boss. "No way!" Shocked cries rang out one after another ¡ª eavesdroppers drawn by their discussion all had expressions of disbelief on their faces. Qi Long was the high-profile academy star of the lower grades ¡ª how could a superior being like him submit and acknowledge another person as boss so easily? And someone from the same grade at that, with a lower ranking! "Hmph, you really think Qi Long dominates the second grade? If my elder cousin sister wasn¡¯t in that grade, I may not have known about this secret." The ones who paid attention to the internal grade rankings were basically those in the same grade. Very few students from other grades would bother with the rankings of another grade, which was why most people from the lower grades and the upper grades would not know the internal matters. "What secret? Tell us quick!" Those who loved uncovering the truth all began urging the informant to hurry up and reveal the secret he knew. "My cousin sister said that, every time that person encountered Qi Long, he would automatically forfeit, never ever choosing to attack." "Why?" Everyone wondered. "Is it because he knew he couldn¡¯t win, so he chose not to fight? That doesn¡¯t mean that person is stronger than Qi Long though!" someone objected. "I have proof. You all know that in the grade ranking matches, what¡¯s the least number of moves Qi Long took to defeat his opponent?" "Yup, I remember someone mention it once. I think it was 3 moves, against the weakest opponent in the first round ... Qi Long¡¯sbat skills are amazing ¡ª he¡¯s not just agile, his strength is also greater than others his age by too much. On top of that, his foundations are very solid, and I heard he has some sure-kill moves as well." "But as the opponents get stronger, Qi Long also can¡¯t defeat them that easily anymore. From around 10 moves to over 10 moves, even using up to several hundred moves ..." "That¡¯s why I say, Qi Long is strong, but he still hasn¡¯t reached the level of domination," said the informant airily, nodding as he heard what everyone had to say about Qi Long¡¯s abilities. "You can¡¯t say that. Anyone who can enter the special sses in our academy is a talent from the cream of the crop. Qi Long being able to press down everyone his age already proves that he is extremely outstanding." The other people felt that the informant was being rather unreasonable with hisments. "Hehe, once, that person managed to defeat an opponent in ... guess how many moves?" asked the informant coldly, in response to the others doubting his words. "What¡¯s his strength like? You can¡¯t just ask us to guess blindly without anyparison point." "That opponent was also from the special sses. Qi Long managed to defeat that person in roughly 50 moves." The informant provided aparison point. "About 50 moves?" "Could it be less than the number of moves Qi Long needed?" Seeing the informant¡¯s impassive face, everyone was shocked. "40 moves? Or maybe 30 moves?" The informant just smiled but said nothing. Everyone there drew a cold breath. "20 or so moves? Maybe about over 10 moves?" Everyone felt that their guesses were already very bold. Sadly, the informant did not seem to agree. He shook his head, sighing, and said, "Can¡¯t you all be more daring with your guesses?" "Within 10 moves?" In a sea of silence, a wavering voice piped up quietly. This guess made everyone hold their breath, waiting for the informant to respond. "Within 10 moves? Hehehe, you¡¯re all wrong. He only used one move ..." revealed the informant proudly, just as if Ling Lan was his own boss. "Woah, that strong?!" There was a cacophony as everyone eximed in shock. If this were true, then that person was definitely the reigning champ of the second grade. "I predict that, if they really fought, even Qi Long wouldn¡¯t be able to hold out for long." The informant finally gave his hypothesis. "Then why would he choose to forfeit? If he became the top rank, then he would be able to participate in the cross-grade challenge!" Some people felt it was a shame, because they had not been able to see that person¡¯s awesomeness in defeating his opponent in one move. "Who knows? Perhaps he prefers to keep a low profile." An oracle of truth 1 presented himself. "Right, what¡¯s that person called?" Those with superior strength would always garner respect; the surrounding students were eager to find out the identity of their new idol from the informant. "Ling Lan, the true number 1 of Year 4738 2 ..." ******** Ling Lan deeply mourned the fact that her hearing was so sharp ¡ª she had actually heard every single bit of gossip loud and clear. She had already tried her best to keep a low profile! Who knew that someone had still found her memorable? Still, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t really bothered. This gossip would probably just circte among the lower division; the upper division would have no interest in following the gossip within their circle. So, no one outside would care or recognise her ... Very soon, she had rushed to arena 3, and she immediately saw Qi Long and the others waiting in front of the stage. Ling Lan walked over quickly and asked, "Qi Long, why did you call me toe over in such a hurry? What exactly is going on?" Subconsciously, Qi Long nced at Han Jijyun, clueing Ling Lan in that it was probably Han Jijyun¡¯s idea to call her here. Sure enough, Han Jijyun received Qi Long¡¯s signal, and spoke up, "Boss Lan, I was the one who asked Qi Long to call you here. Actually, calling you here this time is to discuss the matter of Lin Zhong-qing." "Him? Is there any connection to us?" Ling Lan was too busy; she did not have that much time and effort to go worry about the other students in her ss who she was just on regr terms with. "Of course there¡¯s no connection right now, but there¡¯ll soon be one." The corner of Han Jijyun¡¯s lips quirked up, and there was actually a trace of deviousness in his smirk. Chapter 119: Taking Lin Zhong-Qing In as a Follower? Chapter 119: Taking Lin Zhong-Qing In as a Follower? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Han Jijyun¡¯s words made Ling Lan very curious. With a slight quirk of her brow, she waited for Han Jijyun to continue exining. "Earlier, Lin Zhong-qing contacted me urgently in the virtual world. He hopes that we can help him out, because he has been blockaded by Li Yingjie. " "What? That punk Li Yingjie hasn¡¯t given up on making Lin Zhong-qing submit?" Ling Lan was rather speechless to hear that. This Li Yingjie was really too stubborn ¡ª starting back in the first grade, ever since Lin Zhong-qing had refused to be his subordinate, this brat had been determined to pick a bone with Lin Zhong-qing. He kept finding opportunities to make trouble for Lin Zhong-qing, trying to make Lin Zhong-qing submit to him. As luck would have it, Lin Zhong-qing was also someone who was open to persuasion but not to coercion ¡ª the more Li Yingjie tried to force the issue, the more he refused to submit. Thus, the two of them had be locked in a never-ending feud. "It can¡¯t be helped. Li Yingjie is now stuck riding the tiger 1 . Ever since he hit a dead end with Lin Zhong-qing, he thoroughly lost all credibility to be the boss of the special sses. Many students in ss are now just agreeing in words but not in mind ¡ª some have even mocked him behind his back, saying that he should handle Lin Zhong-qing first before doing the talking. So, this year hasn¡¯t been easy for Lin Zhong-qing." There was one more thing Han Jijyun didn¡¯t say. Another reason why Li Yingjie couldn¡¯t be the undisputed boss of year 4738 was the existence of their group. Compared to Lin Zhong-qing, Li Yingjie actually hated them even more for blocking his way. It¡¯s just that Qi Long alone was already hard for him to handle, not to mention Ling Lan, who was stronger than Qi Long. So, Li Yingjie, who was unable to take his anger out on them, could only go after the vulnerable Lin Zhong-qing who had no one backing him. At the heart of the matter, Lin Zhong-qing was actually coteral damage of Li Yingjie¡¯s dispute with them ... Han Jijyun sighed deeply. Although the academy tried its best to minimize the influence of family background among the students, setting up lots of regtions preventing students from possessing special rights due to their backgrounds, was there any child who was stupid among those who could enter the Central Scout Academy¡¯s special sses? A full year of time and more had been enough for them seek out the loopholes in these regtions. With that, they managed to artfully avoid the rigid external protection of the academy, using other methods within the boundaries of the rules to force some children without reliable backgrounds to be their attendants, subordinates, or even gophers ... In Special ss-A, most of the children came from some sort of weighted background. After all, genes determined everything ¡ª it was much more likely for a powerful and wealthy elite family to produce an outstanding child. So, in the Special ss-A of Year 4738, there were only three or four people from moremon family backgrounds. Besides Lin Zhong-qing who stood his ground to keep his independence, the others had all chosen to rely on other ssmates with stronger abilities and backgrounds. Among the array of wealthy and powerful backgrounds present in the ss, Ling Lan¡¯s background (leaving aside Ling Xiao¡¯s identity) was considered insignificant, but no one dared to bother him. In the academy, background wasn¡¯t the most important thing ¡ª might was the foundation which truly allowed a person to stand their ground. Though Lin Zhong-qing, who hade from a poor district, had been gradually increasing his strength, the top 5 of the ss could still handle him easily. In other words, Lin Zhong-qing was the easiest to handle among all of the Special ss-A children ¡ª who else could Li Yingjie target if not him? However, Lin Zhong-qing himself knew that he would not be able to stand up against Li Yingjie. So he had chosen to tolerate ¡ª no matter how much Li Yingjie taunted him or insulted him, he had taken it and refused to react. This made Han Jijyun admire him greatly for his ability to restrain himself for a greater purpose. "Hasn¡¯t he been targeted before all this while? Didn¡¯t he manage to resolve it all himself so far? Why does he want our help this time?" Ling Lan was curious. She knew very well that even though Lin Zhong-qing was a poormoner, he had a prideful heart. Unless there was no other choice, he wouldn¡¯t have reached out for their help. What could have happened? What could be grave enough to corner Lin Zhong-qing? Ling Lan stroked her jaw absent-mindedly as she thought about it. Han Jijyun replied, "It¡¯s like this. Lin Zhong-qing told me that the opponent invoked the rule of nemesisbat, and challenged him to an arena battle. The one who loses will have to recognize the other as boss, and be his subordinate. A nemesisbat match cannot be avoided. The moment one chooses to refuse the fight, the academy A.I. will see that as a forfeit and automatically dere it as the loss of the side which refused ... This time, Li Yingjie was smart. He used thebat rules of the academy." "How did Lin Zhong-qing fall for it? Hasn¡¯t he always been careful?" To avoid Li Yingjie¡¯s taunts and challenges, Lin Zhong-qing had learned all he could about the academy¡¯s rules. He was always careful to stay away from things that wouldn¡¯t benefit him, but it looks like he had been set up this time. "Yes, well, in the virtual world, Li Yingjie recruited a regr ss student and sent him to offend Lin Zhong-qing. You know how as well how all the students of Special ss-A have their pride. They would never permit someone else to trample over it easily. So, Lin Zhong-qing chose to teach him a lesson ... and then, this was the result ..." "The other boy recorded a video of himself being beaten up and submitted it to the school A.I. to request for a nemesisbat match. After it was approved, he challenged Lin Zhong-qing. Under nemesisbat mode, Lin Zhong-qing cannot refuse, so he had no choice but to ept." Ling Lan naturally knew what was going on instantly. "Looks like Li Yingjie really invested a lot of thought and effort to trap Lin Zhong-qing. For this n, he had toplete the team formation mission in the virtual world. He¡¯s most likely the third person of our second grade to seed in building a team ..." Only teams would allow the members of the team to substitute amongst themselves freely. And so, in the end, the one Lin Zhong-qing had to fight was no longer that regr ss student, but Li Yingjie. "That fellow is really willing to pay to get Lin Zhong-qing, actually willing to waste a team member slot." Each team only had six member slots, and after the members had been chosen, the team members could no longer be changed. The existence of teams was a way for the academy to foster cooperation and team battle sense among the students. It was also a way to cultivatesting bonds among team members, so that the team members would be able to learn more responsibility by watching out for each other, lending each other a hand, and progressing together. The growth and strength of each individual member of the team would also be a determining factor in when they¡¯d be able to enter the real virtual world. Once students reached the age of 13, they would have the right to challenge for the right to exit. If sessful, the Central Scout Academy would remove the restrictions on those children, and give them free ess to the virtual world. Mind you, only in the extended virtual world would they be able to experience mecha controls, and this ... this was the dream of all the students of the scout academy. All the children dreamt of the day they could operate mecha! Thus, every team was very particr about its members. They wouldn¡¯t take in just anyone, unless a team member identally bes incapacitated ... that¡¯s why, the members of a team were definitely the best of friends, steadfastrades that one would be willing to fight beside till they graduated from the scout academy. "What does Lin Zhong-qing want exactly?" Ling Lan had an inkling of what Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s objective was, and her brow furrowed slightly. "He wants to join us." Sure enough, Han Jijyun gave voice to the answer Ling Lan had thought of. "I don¡¯t find him promising." Ling Lan didn¡¯t really like Lin Zhong-qing. She felt that Lin Zhong-qing was just too tolerant ¡ª in contrast with Ling Lan¡¯s voluntary self-restraint and tolerance, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s brand of tolerance was forced by external pressure. As a result, he was very moody and sombre, and his gaze was always dark with murky shadows. Letting this kind of person join them may very well bring an unstable element into their team. Ling Lan was totally preparing to lead Qi Long and the others to beat the exit challenge the moment they all turned 13. As such, she didn¡¯t want there to be any surprises. "He¡¯s stated clearly that he wants to be Boss¡¯s subordinate, and that he¡¯s willing to serve you loyally," added Han Jijyun. It looked like he really favoured Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s addition to their team. Ling Lan still wasn¡¯t moved. She had the Ling family loyalists, who were way more reliable than Lin Zhong-qing. "Actually, Lin Zhong-qing is not a bad addition. In my opinion, he chose us only after thinking it over very seriously. He probably wouldn¡¯t betray us. You should know that right now, in Special ss-A, there are only 2 teams which can match up with Li Yingjie¡¯s group. One would be the Wu Jiong-Ye Xu team, and the other is our team," exined Luo Lang, chiming in. "But the Wu Jiong-Ye Xu team is aligned with the federal military system, and Lin Zhong-qing really dislikes this sort of authoritarian elitism. So, he doesn¡¯t really want to join them, which is why he chose us." "And we¡¯re not aligned with the federal military system?" asked Ling Lan in confusion. She cast a doubtful nce at the boys standing before her, poking fun at their backgrounds. She had learned about their family backgrounds after over a year of hanging out together. Qi Long, Han Jijyun, and Luo Lang were all descended from upper ranking federal military families. The three boys couldn¡¯t help butugh. Still chuckling, Qi Long retorted, "But Boss, you aren¡¯t! Whether or not we are aligned with the federal military system depends on your identity as our leader." Ling Lan scratched her face in embarrassment. She wasn¡¯t sure whether she should tell them now that she was actually aligned with the federal military system after all ... In the past, she had thought that with her father¡¯s death, that her family was just an extremely normal martyr¡¯s family, which would definitely have nothing to do with the federal military system. Therefore, she had told Han Jijyun and the others that she came from a middle-average family, and that her father had just been sacrificed in battle before she was born. And so, back when Ling Lan had just discovered her father Ling Xiao¡¯s true identity, she had been very conflicted. She just didn¡¯t know how she could re-exin her identity to herpanions now. "You all want to ept Lin Zhong-qing?" Ling Lan wasn¡¯t a self-opinionated person. Although she didn¡¯t particrly like Lin Zhong-qing, she still decided that she would listen to what everyone had to say. "Yeah, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s potential is great, and he puts in a lot of effort into studying. His improvement is obvious ¡ª in the most recent ranking tournament, he managed to make it into the top 15. His future results shouldn¡¯t be too much off the mark. Boss, taking him in as a follower should bring us no disadvantages," analysed Han Jijyun. "But we¡¯ll just have to go up against Li Yingjie¡¯s group." Ling Lan considered whether it was worth it to take on this troublesome issue for Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s sake. "Isn¡¯t that pretty interesting? With no rivals, nopetition, our improvement will be much slower," said Han Jijyun with a smile as he looked to one side; it was Li Yingjie andpany. Right then, Han Jijyun¡¯s gaze was somewhat piercing, a little different from how it was usually. A notion passed through Ling Lan¡¯s mind. While the innate talents of Qi Long, Luo Lang, and herself were geared towardsbat, Han Jijyun¡¯s wasn¡¯t. His innate talent belonged to the intelligence stream; in other words, he could not rely solely on book-learning or fighting to increase his abilities, but had to sh wits often with others ... Ling Lan thought of her future ns ¡ª Han Jijyun was definitely one of the most integral links in the chain. Only if Han Jijyun became more capable would she be able to aplish what she wanted to do perfectly. So Ling Lan nodded and said, "Alright, I agree." Chapter 120: Joining Officially! Chapter 120: Joining Officially! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan¡¯s agreement caused the smile on Han Jijyun¡¯s face to deepen, and his gaze brightened even more. Perhaps Han Jijyun had found a game he wanted to y, and so his spirits were running high. When Han Jijyun wasn¡¯t paying attention, Qi Long nudged Luo Lang lightly with a shoulder, and asked quietly, "Did your initiate instructor arrange some sort of mission?" Luo Lang was startled, somewhat unable to wrap his mind around how sharp Qi Long¡¯s instincts were. This was because Qi Long always gave off a brash and forthright vibe, and seemed like he would be extremely careless. However, Luo Lang very quickly gathered his thoughts and nodded almost imperceptibly with a subtle dip of his chin, telling Qi Long that he had guessed correctly. Qi Long grinned. Only he knew that he had guessed so easily, not because he was intuitive, but because his initiate instructor had also given him a mission. So, seeing Han Jijyun suddenly be so proactive, his mind connected the dots to his own situation, which was why he had jumped to this assumption so quickly. "How about this? Let¡¯s leave Qi Long in charge of this matter." Ling Lan currently intended to cultivate Qi Long as the spokesperson for their team, wanting to put him in charge of representing their public image. This was because Qi Long¡¯s appearance was bright, lively and extremely positive, easily gaining the trust of others. In the future, no matter what mission they epted, this disposition of his would be an unexpected boon when cooperating with others. As Ling Lan had been trolled multiple times by the smiling faces of instructors Number Three and Number Five, she believed that people who smiled like they were kindly gentlemen were often representatives with ¡¯ck innards¡¯ 1 , bellies filled with murky waters of deceit and evil intentions. Therefore, she wasn¡¯t particrly fond of that kind of smile. In addition, she had the utmost respect for Instructor Number One, and held Instructor Number Nine in high esteem ¡ª and these two people were ssic ¡®ckface¡¯ representatives. This led her current expressions and speaking tone to gradually shift infinitely closer towards the behavioural patterns of those two instructors. In Little Four¡¯s words, right now was the developmental phase of the ckface shota ... "Ah ...?" Ling Lan¡¯s arrangement boggled Qi Long. What was he supposed to be in charge of? "I¡¯m saying that Lin Zhong-qing will be your attending follower. You¡¯ll be responsible for him." Since she would be pushing Qi Long to take centre stage, then it made sense for her to assign ackey to him, right? Besides, Ling Lan had way too many secrets, which made it unsuitable for someone to keep following her around. "Later, when you fight in the arena, you need to do your best, alright? Otherwise, you¡¯ll lose your follower ..." Ling Lan patted Qi Long¡¯s shoulder in encouragement, and then washed her hands of the responsibility. Yet, Qi Long didn¡¯t care about Ling Lan¡¯s unexined transfer of duties to him; he was in excitement mode. As a battle freak, the moment he heard the words ¡¯arena¡¯ and ¡¯fight¡¯, his blood boiled, and he just wished he could rush over immediately to the stage to satisfy a little of his battle lust. Although that punk Li Yingjie was somewhat iffy in the way he handled things, his personalbat ability was not bad. Good enough to be Qi Long¡¯s opponent. Meanwhile, Han Jijyun had already got hold of Lin Zhong-qing viamunicator, and told him to meet them secretly in a small room they opened for private arenabat. As this type ofbat was set as private, no one would be able to get into the room without entering the correct password. Since Han Jijyun was prepared to let Lin Zhong-qing join the team, he would have to teach Li Yingjie a lesson no matter what. In the process, he wanted to reap more benefits from Li Yingjie, so he couldn¡¯t let Li Yingjie find out that Lin Zhong-qing had already joined their team. Very soon, Lin Zhong-qing entered the privatebat room. When he entered, Lin Zhong-qing couldn¡¯t see anyone, but just as he was wondering if he got the wrong room, he saw Ling Lan and the others waiting for him in a corner of the room that had been in his blind spot. Out of worry that Lin Zhong-qing could have been followed, Han Jijyun had arranged it so that everyone was located within a blind spot when someone first enters the room. This would eliminate any chance of them being discovered by an unintended audience. Seeing the door close, Ling Lan and the others walked out of the corner. Lin Zhong-qing carefully nced at Ling Lan who was standing in the middle of the group, and waited for the final verdict. Being able to join Ling Lan¡¯s team would undoubtedly be the best oue for him. Ever since Ling Lan had helped him previously without even batting an eyelid, Lin Zhong-qing had been extremely grateful towards Ling Lan. Back then, he had already been conflicted ¡ª wondering if he should lower his head and ask to join Ling Lan¡¯s group directly so that he could be under their protection. But at that time, he had just qualified for the Central Scout Academy and had also managed to be a Special ss-A student in one go ¡ª his pride and personal drive was high; he didn¡¯t want to be someone else¡¯s tag-along. Moreover, he was confident that he could evade Li Yingjie¡¯s pressuring, and so the thought of joining Ling Lan¡¯s group came and went. However, reality was cruel. His rtionship with Li Yingjie became increasingly worse, until it reached the point where they were almost archenemies. Meanwhile, although he continued to improve, the more he learned, the more he could feel the distance between himself and the top 5 of Special ss-A. Ling Lan, Qi Long, Li Yingjie, Wu Jiong, and Ye Xu were the irond top 5. Their strength exceeded the other ss-A students by a significant margin; it could be said that no one was even close to threatening their positions. Of the five, Ye Xu was the weakest. And while Li Yingjie and Wu Jiong were about equal in strength, Qi Long was overall stronger than them by a head. Needless to say, Ling Lan was the uncontested #1 in the minds of all the students of their year. Although he had never truly obtained the top rank, the fact that his follower Qi Long had sessfully earned the top rank 3 years in a row just proved how fearsome he was. In the intra-grade ranking fights, Lin Zhong-qing had fought against Ye Xu and Wu Jiong before. Against them, he had only managed to hold out for 50 to 60 moves. Deep down, Lin Zhong-qing knew that if the other had really used their sure-kill moves, he would never have been able to hold out for that long. He could perhaps hold out for half that number of moves. The sheer pressure brought on by the gap between their levels let Lin Zhong-qing lose without any resentment. Compared to the other four people, Lin Zhong-qing was actually much more curious about Ling Lan. In fact, you could even say that he was brimming with questions. Before this, he had asked around in a roundabout way to find out more about Ling Lan¡¯s family background. He found out that Ling Lan was from a middle-ss family, and was also a posthumous child ¡ª while he had still been in his mother¡¯s womb, his father had lost his life in one of the Federation¡¯s battlefields. Aside from having a slightly better background, Ling Lan and he had rather simr conditions ¡ª they didn¡¯t have any additionalbat skills, and didn¡¯t have ess to any battle experience from their elders ¡ª then why did Ling Lan have such formidable battle power? Could it be a gic issue? But they were just lower than Ling Lan by one level, so logically, the difference shouldn¡¯t be thatrge. Lin Zhong-qing had also studied Ling Lan¡¯s fights before, and found that his battles were clean, precise, and efficient, never dragging things out (with only just one move used, there really was nothing to drag). Furthermore, his every attack was neither so strong that it was unstoppable, nor so fast that it was invisible. A simple straightforward move, without any extraneous frills or flourishes, directly aimed to strike at his opponent¡¯s biggest weakness. Of course, he himself was very familiar with those attack moves Ling Lan had used ¡ª they were all sourced from the basic physical skills set of the Central Scout Academy, with only some being sure-kill techniques appropriated from other students. Originally, Lin Zhong-qing hadn¡¯t known this. But then one time, he noticed Qin Yi¡¯s sure-kill technique being executed perfectly by Ling Lan¡¯s hands, letting him defeat Ye Xu in one move. Then, he had known that Ling Lan had the unbelievable ability to rapidly mimic and absorb others¡¯ sure-kill techniques. This had also given him some insight on how Ling Lan could have be so strong. Ling Lan didn¡¯t have a formidable family background, nor did he have any additionalbat skills (or so he thought; yet another poor babe being kept in the dark). And yet, he had be the number 1 of their year ¡ª Lin Zhong-qing truly respected and admired Ling Lan from the heart. He felt that Ling Lan had brought honour to all the students frommon family backgrounds. The only regret he had, was that Ling Lan was very aloof ¡ª not seeming to care very much for the students around him. Aside from those few people from the start, after a whole year, it was still those few people who were close to him. Then, this time, he had unexpectedly fallen into a trap and was now forced to fight against Li Yingjie directly. Lin Zhong-qing knew that he was no match for Li Yingjie, but he was unwilling to just roll over and be Li Yingjie¡¯s subordinate. And so, he had thought of Ling Lan. If he really had to submit and be someone¡¯s subordinate, then he would much rather be Ling Lan¡¯s subordinate. Even though Wu Jiong was also a good candidate, Lin Zhong-qing wasn¡¯t as keen to submit to Wu Jiong. Thus, he had taken the initiative to contact Han Jijyun online and put forward his request. He had thought that he would feel horrible doing it ¡ª after all, he had fought hard for independence for over a year, but still couldn¡¯t escape the tragic oue of bing a follower. The only constion he had was that at least contacting Han Jijyun to submit to Ling Lan was his own choice. However, unexpectedly, the moment the words left his mouth, he had actually felt at peace. His heart seemed lighter, as if shedding a heavy weight 2 . Perhaps he had already been thinking about this for a long time subconsciously, but his pride and ego had not allowed him to consider it consciously. Now, Lin Zhong-qing hade to face the person that could determine his future destiny. His initially steady heart actually started fluttering in panic ¡ª goddammit, he was actually nervous! And there were also feelings of fear; he was really afraid of being rejected ... "Lin Zhong-qing, I have agreed to your request. But I¡¯m used to acting alone, so, after this, you can just follow Qi Long and the others." Ling Lan¡¯s words brought both joy and pain to Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s heart. The joy was because he could finally join Ling Lan¡¯s team and receive their protection; the pain was because he had heard Ling Lan¡¯s rejection. Ling Lan wasn¡¯t taking him on as a follower personally, but handing him over to Qi Long and the others. Who knew there woulde a day where he would be dismissed by another as a follower? Lin Zhong-qing didn¡¯t know how to feel ¡ª he merely nodded his head in a daze to indicate that he understood. Only the team leader could request the addition of a team member; an individual wasn¡¯t able to randomly search for a team and request to join on their own. So, when Ling Lan saw Lin Zhong-qing nod his eptance, as the team leader, she used hermunicator to connect to the academy¡¯s mainframe, and submitted the request form for Lin Zhong-qing to enter her team. Once the request was approved, the A.I. would contact the team member listed on the form. Next, the team member need only enter the password of hismunicator toplete the process and join the team. The A.I. very quickly checked Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s information to confirm that he was currently a free agent. Then, it forwarded Ling Lan¡¯s invitation to Lin Zhong-qing¡¯smunicator. Lin Zhong-qing took a deep breath ¡ª he then resolutely pressed on the ¡¯confirm¡¯ button and entered his password. When he saw the congrattory message confirming his addition to Ling Lan¡¯s team, Lin Zhong-qing let out arge breath. It felt to him as if the dust had truly settled and he was back on solid ground. He hid it well though; no one else in the room noticed. "Qi Long, I leave the arena battle to you." Ling Lan had simultaneously received a notification informing her of the sessful addition, along with a copy of all of Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s data. As a team, they were considered as one entity, so all the team members¡¯ information was publicly avable within the group. Meanwhile, any grudges on Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s shoulders would also be extended to epass the whole team. In other words, any of the other team members could substitute for Lin Zhong-qing in the uing fight. This logic was exactly the same as the one behind Li Yingjie¡¯s plot to trap Lin Zhong-qing into a fight. Chapter 121: Battle Points for Self-Redemption! Chapter 121: Battle Points for Self-Redemption! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr This was the first time in thest couple of years that a nemesisbat match was to be held in the Central Scout Academy. Lin Zhong-qing and Li Yingjie¡¯s wager on their futures created an uproar among the lower grades; this was also why there were so many people here in thebat hall today. Li Yingjie had long taken up his position on the stage, waiting for Lin Zhong-qing to arrive. At this moment, he was very pleased with himself, thinking that Lin Zhong-qing was already a bird in his hand. All that remained was for the final result to be dered ¡ª Li Yingjie was extremely confident that he would be able to take down Lin Zhong-qing easily with his strength. The more Li Yingjie thought about it, the more excited he was ¡ª he could almost see Lin Zhong-qing bowing down before him now ... However, the following events did not unfold as he had pictured. In the final minute before the arena battle would officially start, the person that appeared across from him was not Lin Zhong-qing, but Qi Long. Right then, Li Yingjie knew that his plot had been countered by the opponent, and he screamed in anger, "Why is it you?!" Qi Longughed freely, saying, "Why can¡¯t it be me?" In Li Yingjie¡¯s eyes, Qi Long¡¯s heartyughter was a taunt, mocking him for falling victim to his own cleverness. "Who¡¯d have thought that Lin Zhong-qing would be your team member ... I¡¯d never expected you all to be willing to waste a member slot for that fellow." In Li Yingjie¡¯s ns, after he had defeated Lin Zhong-qing, the first thing he would do would be to forbid him from joining any teams. Since Lin Zhong-qing had been so unwilling to submit to him, then he would utterly destroy him and turn Lin Zhong-qing into a lowly dog for Li Yingjie to kick and scold as he pleased! "You yourself were willing to let a regr ss person join your team. At least Lin Zhong-qing is still a Special ss-A student. It¡¯s not at all shameful to have taken him in." Qi Long was rather perplexed by Li Yingjie¡¯s words. Right now, no matter how he looked at Li Yingjie, he just felt that there was something wrong with the other¡¯s brain. Really, what was he thinking? The members of a team were supposed to be the best partners to grow up with, and would be the most intimatepanions who would fight right by one¡¯s side in the future. Therefore, every team leader would be more careful than careful, weighing their options again and again, when deciding whether to ept someone into their team. Li Yingjie¡¯s act of adding a weak member who would obviously drag down the strength of a team, all for the sake of revenge against someone who didn¡¯t want to join him ... in Qi Long¡¯s opinion, this sort of behaviour was illogical. It was definitely the action of a retard. Qi Long¡¯s words further ignited Li Yingjie¡¯s rage ¡ª there was only one notion in his mind now, and that was that he had fallen prey to Ling Lan¡¯s team¡¯s evil scheme. He believed that this was all a ploy set up by Ling Lan¡¯s group to eliminate their greatest rival (him) so that they could obtain the coveted status of kings of year 4738. It had to be said that Li Yingjie was really full of himself. He had always thought of Ling Lan¡¯s group as hispetition, so the moment he found that the situation wasn¡¯t looking good for him, his first conclusion was that he had been set up. Dizzy with rage, Li Yingjie could no longer remain calm. The moment the referee teacher said start, he charged with bloodshot eyes towards Qi Long on the opposite end. Of course, this manner of approach was useless ¡ª already weaker than Qi Long in general, after losing hisposure, the difference between Li Yingjie¡¯s and Qi Long¡¯s strength was even clearer. Within the span of a few moves, Li Yingjie was being dominated by Qi Long on every front. A slight smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips; this match was already Qi Long¡¯s. ******** In a corner not too far from the arena stage, Wu Jiong, who had been observing the fight, sniffed coldly at this point and said, "Ye Xu, let¡¯s go." "Yes!" replied Ye Xu, nodding. Even at their level, they could tell what the final oue of the fight would be. Initially, they had been looking forward to seeing the fight between Li Yingjie and Qi Long, but who would¡¯ve guessed that Li Yingjie would be mentally imbnced and lose his calm? Hence, the fight had lost all meaning, making them lose interest in it as well. Wu Jiong and Ye Xu had actuallye to spectate for a specific purpose ¡ª they too had wanted to invite Lin Zhong-qing to join their team. Although Lin Zhong-qing was currently only ranked 15th in the ss rankings, seemingly not too strong, the fact is that he had sessfully moved up from the position of deadst to the upper segment of ss-A in just short of 2 years. If Lin Zhong-qing continued to improve at this rate, he would certainly be able to make a true ce for himself among those at the top one day. Wu Jiong and Ye Xu both thought highly of his future prospects, so they were willing to give one of their precious team member slots to Lin Zhong-qing. Of course, Wu Jiong and Ye Xu also believed that as long as Lin Zhong-qing was willing to join them, if they negotiated politely with Li Yingjie based on their families¡¯ status in the military world, the other would probably give way. However, Wu Jiong hadn¡¯t considered that Ling Lan would beat them to the punch ... Wu Jiong felt a twinge of regret in his heart, thinking that he had lost this chess match by a slim margin. He had wanted to wait till Lin Zhong-qing had utterly lost all hope before offering a helping hand ¡ª that way, he would have been able to gain Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s gratitude ¡ª but unexpectedly, Ling Lan¡¯s group had stepped in halfway and hijacked his target. If he had only known earlier, he would not have waited to try and maximise his advantages. He should have just contacted Lin Zhong-qing directly the moment he had found out about Li Yingjie¡¯s trap ... "That punk Qi Long really moves too goddamn quickly. Actually beating us to the punch to get Lin Zhong-qing,"ined Ye Xu, displeased, as he stared at Qi Long dominating the match. "Qi Long? That punk is just a battle maniac, he wouldn¡¯t think that far. Without that person, Lin Zhong-qing would never have chosen to join them." Gaze serious, Wu Jiong directed Ye Xu¡¯s attention to Ling Lan who was standing in a corner. "Ling Lan ..." Ye Xu¡¯s expression changed subtly. He still remembered when he had first been defeated by Ling Lan in one move ¡ª that one incident had almost destroyed his confidence. Luckily, Wu Jiong had found him, and they had bonded whilemiserating together over their losses to Ling Lan. The two of them began working together, and finally managed to build a team of their own, bing one of the only three teams in their grade at present. This also allowed their reputation to stay on par with Ling Lan¡¯s team, taking on the role as a sort of counterbnce. As for Li Yingjie¡¯s team, in their eyes, it wasn¡¯t even a threat. It was really only Li Yingjie himself who blindly believed that his team was one of the strongest teams in the ss ... At the heart of it, Wu Jiong actually looked down a little on Li Yingjie. He was a direct descendant of a top elite family, but though hisbat ability was not bad, that brain of his ... was really below Wu Jiong¡¯s notice. He just kept doing a bunch of nonsensical things that did neither himself nor anyone else any good. Wu Jiong¡¯s group quietly disappeared from thebat hall. Meanwhile, on the stage, the results were quickly decided. Li Yingjie, who could fight against Qi Long for up to several 100 moves typically, did not disy any of the strength a top 5 of ss-A should have this time. It hadn¡¯t taken even 100 moves before he was struck by one of Qi Long¡¯s fists and flew off the stage, sealing his loss. After Li Yingjie lost, two options popped out on hismunicator ¡ª one was to adhere to the wager and serve the other, while the other was to redeem himself by using battle points to trade for his freedom. Based on Li Yingjie¡¯s personality, he would certainly choose to redeem himself, but before he could make his choice, he had fainted out of sheer anger. Because Li Yingjie had lost the ability to choose, after 3 minutes, the academy¡¯s mainframe automatically transferred that right to Qi Long, allowing him to make the choice on behalf of Li Yingjie. If Qi Long chose the first option, he would have to send out an invitation for his team, while the second option would require the loser to forfeit a set number of battle points to redeem himself. Of course Qi Long was unwilling to take on this trash Li Yingjie; he hurriedly chose for Li Yingjie to redeem himself. And then, all he saw was the immense figure supplied by the A.I. ¡ª the countless number of zeroes made Qi Long¡¯s eyes cross. It turned out that Li Yingjie was worried that Lin Zhong-qing would choose to redeem himself, and so had set it so that the price for self-redemption was one million battle points. This was an absolutely astronomical number. For context, despite Qi Long¡¯s battle achievements, in these two years at the academy, he had only managed to earn slightly more than a thousand battle points. In truth, Li Yingjie had already proposed this self-redemption price right from the beginning when he had challenged Lin Zhong-qing to a nemesis match. This way, no matter which option Lin Zhong-qing chose, he wouldn¡¯t be able to escape his palm. If Lin Zhong-qing chose the second option, he would use the debt of these battle points to force Lin Zhong-qing to give up his studies and work non-stop in the virtual world by taking on missions to repay his debt. (The scout academy¡¯s battle points can be traded using the credits earned within the virtual world.) However, this malicious intent of Li Yingjie¡¯s had now smashed his own toes, benefitting Qi Long. This was also another reason why Li Yingjie had fainted ¡ª he knew what the price of self-redemption was, and even he could not bear the cost. Very quickly, a message was sent to Qi Long¡¯smunicator, informing him that a batch of battle points under Li Yingjie¡¯s name had been transferred into his ount. The mainframe also told Qi Long that the remaining deficiency would be automatically transferred to his ount whenever Li Yingjie earned more battle points in the future. In other words, even without taking Li Yingjie in as ackey, Li Yingjie would have to work for Qi Long until the day he graduated from the Central Scout Academy. Just like that, Li Yingjie was forced to take a great loss. On the other hand, Lin Zhong-qing managed to get rid of a burden that had troubled him for close to 2 years. However, Qi Long very quickly received the remaining battle points from Li Yingjie, clearing the debt. Qi Long knew very well that this was most likely the doing of Li Yingjie¡¯s family. They must have applied pressure in the background to allow the direct transfer of credits into Li Yingjie¡¯s virtual ount so that he could trade them for battle points to clear his debt. Although the academy had announced to the public that it was impossible to obtain credits from the outside world, when real power and authority came into y, the academy would still give some face to the extremely resourcefulrge elite families. Qi Long was clear about the twists and turns involved in this, so he wasn¡¯t particrly surprised to receive the payment for Li Yingjie¡¯s debt so quickly. He merely told Ling Lan and Han Jijyun about the amount he of battle points he received. In the end, Ling Lan decided that she would leave 100,000 points for emergencies, while the rest would be left to Han Jijyun to handle. Hopefully, thisrge windfall would be able to give them a boost within the scout academy¡¯s virtual world. Of course, the greatest objective of Ling Lan¡¯s group was to free all the members of the team from the worry of purchasing developmental agents. Battle points were very useful ¡ª you could use them in the academy to buy the highest-grade cultivation agents, which were extremely hard to find in the outside world, as well as high-grade gene agents. However, the price was extremely steep ¡ª 100,000 battle points for just one tube. Even if the children of the academy worked their butts off doing missions and pushed their hardest during the arena battles, they would still need at least 5 years before they would umte 100,000 battle points. Qi Long¡¯s current amount of battle points could only purchase 10 tubes of high-grade gene agent, and this number was only enough to supply Qi Long for one year of absorption. Ling Lan felt that buying these agents now was rather not worth it ¡ª they might as well try to think of a way to gain some interest on these battle points and earn more. The more they earned, the more agents they would be able to get. Han Jijyun felt the same way and so epted the duty graciously. He was filled with vigour, thinking that this sort of purposeful life right now was what he really wanted. Everyone left to do their own things, leaving only Little Four to continue muttering by Ling Lan¡¯s ear. He was whining that he would have been a better candidate than Han Jijyun to handle those battle points. Chapter 122: The Cheetah Mecha Operator! Chapter 122: The Cheetah Mecha Operator! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In the end, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t take Little Four¡¯s incessant whining, so she had no choice but to let him take the remaining 100,000 battle points she had saved for emergencies to invest. Of course, Ling Lan warned him beforehand that if he lost the battle points, she would pull down his pants and give him a good spanking, lifting the ban on domestic violence this once. Little Four naturally sniffed at this, thinking that Ling Lan¡¯s threat would never have a chance to happen. In his words ¡ª have you ever seen a god lose money? What? You said yes? Then you must definitely be a retard! Ling Lan definitely did not want to be called a retard, so, after she gave the 100,000 battle points to Little Four, she gave the matter no more thought. Of course, Ling Lan was mentally prepared ¡ª if the battle points were really lost, then she would make Little Four take a little risk and transfer some credits in from the outside world to repay the debt. As a boss, she needed to be ountable to her followers, after all. After Ling Lan had settled all the real-world matters, she continued to focus on training up her mecha control. Time was slowly ticking by, getting closer to the final deadline, but Ling Lan just couldn¡¯t break past the critical 3-minute line. In other words, Ling Lan had pushed till she could use her highest hand speed without making any control errors, but unfortunately, her time had stopped around 3 minutes and 30 seconds. Even in her best condition, her best results were only infinitely nearing 3 minutes 20 seconds ¡ª the distance to 3 minutes was just too far away ... Once control hits a critical threshold, it was virtually impossible to improve the time needed by even just one second. Ling Lan could almost predict the failure of this mission already; the memories of numbing pain of her body being electrocuted reared up from the depths of her mind, and she couldn¡¯t help but tremble a little. Ling Lan became more and more anxious, which negatively impacted her training results in her following sessions. This feeling was just like when she had reached a bottleneck previously with her father¡¯s hand speed training. Ling Lan thought to herself ¡ª could this really already be her limit? Was she actually unsuited for piloting mecha? This mental state of Ling Lan was unsuitable for mecha control training; the picky learning space ruthlessly kicked Ling Lan out of the training area. Little Four, who had been busy earning battle points, sensed his boss¡¯s glum mood, and quickly put down what he was doing toe and ask her why. When he heard that she had encountered a bottleneck once again, he again suggested taking Ling Lan to the outside virtual world for a trip for a change of pace. Ling Lan felt that just staying in the mission space wouldn¡¯t solve her problem anyway, and her training results recently had just been getting worse and worse ¡ª she might as well go outside for a bit. Then, she recalled that it was only after she had first learned some mecha control in the outside virtual world that the learning space¡¯s mecha course had been unlocked. Perhaps the answer to her breakthrough would also be in outside virtual world. Just like that, Ling Lan and Little Four once again returned to the ce where they had logged off the first time, inside the mecha training hall. However, at this time today, there were quite a few newbies training at the mecha training hall. Inside the room Ling Lan had selected, there were also seven to eight bestial mecha practising their basic movements. There were powerful agile fierce bestial mecha, such as a panther, a tiger, and a lion, as well as tough offensive type mecha with sharp horns or protrusions, such as a porcupine, a stegosaurus, and a rhinoceros. Of course, there were also nimble scout type mecha, such as a wolf and a fox. They were all in the middle of practising the basic movements of their mecha. Some were doing like Ling Lan previously, stumbling around; this was obviously their first time here, making them the newbies of newbie operators. There were also some who had trained for some time, who disyed a certain level of control, marking them as older newbies. The moment Ling Lan entered the room, most of the bestial mecha inside stopped moving or slowed down. This was because Ling Lan¡¯s mecha was the extremely rare rabbit mecha, highly umon on the market. On top of that, the resting state action Ling Lan had set was just too adorable ¡ª the rabbit was nibbling at the red carrot 1 held between its forelegs, head twitching slightly. Its cute appearance coupled with its cute actions naturally drew the crowd¡¯s attention. Ling Lan had set the resting action of the mecha this way on a whim. Originally, she had thought that this action would never be seen by anyone else, and so had purposely set it to be cuter for her own entertainment. But she hadn¡¯t known that her first visit to the mecha training hall had been a special circumstance. Back then, most people had been drawn away to watch the mecha fight in the battle stadium, so there hadn¡¯t been many people staying behind to practise in the hall. Thus, she had ended up being the only person in the room. Although Ling Lan was rather surprised that there were so many mecha training together here, she didn¡¯t really think too much about it. Though the resting action of the rabbit mecha was rather adorably silly, no one would be able to tell who was operating it anyway. Ling Lan did not think that she would be so unlucky to get a rabbit mecha again when she used her real identity to log on in the future ... In the training hall, there was one cheetah mecha whichpletely ignored Ling Lan¡¯s arrival. His actions remained the same as he continued to go about his training systematically and meticulously. Ling Lan¡¯s attention was quickly drawn to the other, because he was controlling that mecha perfectly. Whether it was running, jumping, leaping, or pouncing, every movement was clean and precise. When executed in sequence, the actions were agile and flowed smoothly, bringing an aesthetic beauty where power merged wlessly with speed. This even gave Ling Lan the illusion that the mecha before her was no longer a mecha, but actually a real live giant cheetah. Ling Lan¡¯s attention also drew Little Four¡¯s attention. He surreptitiously looked in on the operator of the cheetah mecha, and upon seeing that familiar figure, he couldn¡¯t help but exim in surprise, shaking Ling Lan from her mesmerised stupor. "What happened? Little Four?" Little Four said excitedly, "Haha, Boss, we¡¯ve bumped into an acquaintance. Guess who the operator inside the cheetah mecha is?" "How would I know? This is only my second time in this virtual world, so I don¡¯t really know that many people ... could it be someone from real life?" mused Ling Lan, rubbing her chin. "No, we met this person on ourst trip, Boss. You even talked to the other. Here¡¯s a hint: the other is very dangerous ..." said Little Four with a cheeky grin, shaking his right index finger. Ling Lan figured it out abruptly. "That hacker with spectre abilities?" He had been the only one who fit the definition of dangerous. "Haha, Boss, you got it! It¡¯s him. Who knew his mecha control is also so good ... but why is he still practising basic mecha control here? Could it be that his age isn¡¯t as old as we thought?" said Little Four, wondering. Back then, although the man had concealed his appearance, he had given off an impression of being a mature adult. Could it be that they had been fooled? "What, is there an age limit for someone to learn basic mecha control?" asked Ling Lan curiously. "Well, no, there isn¡¯t. It¡¯s just that most learners are around age 13 to 16; even the oldest wouldn¡¯t be as old as 18. That¡¯s why I find it a little odd. The feeling that man gave us is that he should already be over 20, right?" replied Little Four. "But then he¡¯s a hacker-evolved spectre, so it could be that he had manipted his aura." "If only Boss had let me investigate his real appearance, then we wouldn¡¯t have been fooled." Little Four still seemed to still hold some resentment over the matter. "Leave it, let¡¯s avoid trouble if we can. He has nothing to do with us, why should we know so much about him?" Ling Lan then reassured Little Four, "Still, this person¡¯s mecha control skills are really impressive. Looks like I should go reference the control methods of some mecha experts. Perhaps then I¡¯ll be able to find some inspiration to break through." Ling Lan felt that she had been building a car in a sealed room 2 for too long. Training on her own day after day, she had taken many of the control moves for granted, bing set in her ways. Especially after seeing the way the cheetah mecha operator controlled his mecha, Ling Lan deeply realised that she still had some unnecessary frills for some of her moves ¡ª she had oveplicated things a little. "Oh, it looks like he¡¯s going to take the basic movement assessment mission now. Let¡¯s go see." Little Four didn¡¯t wait for Ling Lan¡¯s response, dragging Ling Lan and her mecha along to follow the other into the assessment mission¡¯s space. "Is it alright for us to just enter like this?" asked Ling Lan somewhat worriedly as she nced at the cheetah mecha who was preparing to take the assessment. After all, the other was an evolved spectre who could kill brainwaves. If the other had already set it so that viewing was restricted, wouldn¡¯t their barging in here be taken as an outright challenge? If things took a turn for the worst, heads would roll. "No worries, this type of assessment mission is open for public viewing. Anyone can choose to watch. Many people like to watch others take the assessment before taking the assessment themselves so that they can absorb some experience," said Little Four breezily. Little Four¡¯s answer let Ling Lan rxpletely. She then took a look around, and noticed that she was the only one here observing. This made her suspect whether Little Four had just been shooting off his mouth again ... However, seeing the other ignore her presence, Ling Lan decided that it wouldn¡¯t hurt. Even if Little Four had been lying to her, she had no way to go out anymore anyway because the assessment mission had already started. Inside the assessment mission, the entire space was filled with all kinds of messy and disorganised obstacles. The cheetah mecha was weaving among the obstacles, no trace of hesitation or awkwardness in its movements. All of its actions flowed naturally, no observable kinks at all. Just as Ling Lan was thinking that the other would easily pass the mission this time, the initially stationary obstacles began to move irregrly. This sudden change shocked Ling Lan, and also flustered the cheetah mecha operator. A rock column suddenly burst out of the ground ¡ª the cheetah mecha had just leapt into the air, and it looked like he was about to collide with the column. Right then, the cheetah mecha twisted so that its four limbs could spring off the rock column, and with this force, the mecha¡¯s body was sent leaping in another direction, nicely evading a collision with the column. Ling Lan¡¯s high-strung nerves eased slightly, but the following situation made her heart rise into her throat again. It turned out that the cheetah mecha had not escaped from danger yet ¡ª though it had changed directions, a giant rock was hurtling towards him from the other direction. The operator of the cheetah mecha was very calm. He controlled the mecha to shift movements in mid-air; the mecha¡¯s four limbs shuddered twice in the air and then stepped firmly on the giant rock. Borrowing this force, it bounced back, once again dodging a potentially dangerous collision. Chapter 123: Breaking Through a Bottleneck! Chapter 123: Breaking Through a Bottleneck! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The cheetah mecha changed direction repeatedly in mid-air, springing from one obstacle to another; it actually managed to stay in the air without having to set foot on the ground even once. Using multiple rebounds, he weaved his way nimbly through the air, jumping over wave after unending wave of obstacles. Without any real danger, hested till the final point, passing this assessment mission perfectly. "Congrattions, XXX, for graduating the basic mecha controls course with a result of 1 minute 57 seconds. This record has been entered into the top 1000 of the elite leaderboard." A line of red text appeared suddenly on the screen of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha. This proved that the other¡¯s speed was indeed exceptional. "Wow, Amazing. This result of his actually ced him within the top 1000 of the elite leaderboard, and this is his first attempt too!" Little Four¡¯s words stunned Ling Lan once more. Mind you, the other¡¯s control ability is something not even she ¡ª with the learning space she possessed, and the tenfold extra practice time she had because of it ¡ª could do. And the other had just aplished it so easily ... "Could it be that he has suppressed his previous passing results?" Ling Lan felt her own confidence take a big hit, and recalling that the other was an evolved spectre, capable of manipting data in the virtual world, she wondered if the other had applied some subterfuge here. "I checked. He really didn¡¯t." Little Four¡¯s words informed Ling Lan that the other¡¯s result was a true one. This fired up Ling Lan¡¯s motivation ¡ª this time, she really felt the difference between herself and a true aberrant-level prodigy of this world. Having no true rivals that could match up to her in the Central Scout Academy had made her cken, but this event made her draw taut the reins of hard work once more, setting her firmly on the road of the strong. "He¡¯s really amazing. Who knows how well I can do?" Competitive spirit red in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. She had always been the boss at the academy, so suddenly having someone be better than her had made her eager to test herself. "Why don¡¯t you try for yourself, Boss?" Little Four was obviously a troublemaker; sensing her restlessness, he immediately started goading Ling Lan. It was true that Ling Lan wanted to know what level her basic control skills were at, so she went along with Little Four¡¯s suggestion and chose to take the basic controls assessment mission. Ling Lan felt herself being transported into a spacious area. This area was different from the assessment area of the cheetah mecha previously. "Every assessment map is chosen randomly. Word has it that there are over 100,000 maps, so it is virtually impossible to prepare for the assessment by researching the maps beforehand. This also guarantees that the result of every assessment is valid and reliable," said Little Four, exining why the map was different. "Since the maps are different, then why do they still rank people based on time? Among these hundred thousand maps, there must be some levels which are harder or easier than others," said Ling Lan doubtfully. "The difficulty level of all the maps is equal. The controls being assessed on each map are about the same so that the operator¡¯s true abilities are reflected in the results. For instance, the operator of that cheetah mecha earlier finished his map in 1 minute 57 seconds; then, he would also finish this map in almost the same amount of time. The deviation won¡¯t exceed one second, give or take." Ling Lan nodded to show she understood. She saw a timer appear on the screen of the mecha counting down to the start of the test. This method of informing was much more humane than that of the learning space ¡ª after all, the system here gave you some prep time, unlike the learning space, which would start whenever it felt like it. Every start would just sneak up without warning, leaving Ling Lan feeling helpless. Seeing tworge letters ¡¯GO¡¯ appear, Ling Lan controlled her rabbit mecha to bound off at flying speed. The fully engaged Ling Lan didn¡¯t know that, at this time, a familiar mecha had slipped into her assessment mission space. It was that cheetah mecha, the evolved spectre who Ling Lan had always considered extremely dangerous. It turned out that the cheetah mecha had been fully aware of Ling Lan¡¯s presence during his assessment. However, Ling Lan¡¯s mecha had really just seemed so harmless, and its behaviour of nibbling on a carrot had been so amusing, that the cheetah mecha¡¯s operator couldn¡¯t help but chuckle, curiosity towards the operator of such a cute mecha stealing into his mind. He saw that the rabbit mecha was simply observing quietly, and so left it alone. When his assessment ended, seeing the notification messages from the system, he was also very moved and satisfied. By the time his emotions settled and he was about to select the option to graduate and leave the mecha training hall, he unintentionally noticed that Ling Lan¡¯s rabbit mecha had chosen to take the assessment mission as well. Curious, he didn¡¯t choose to graduate, but instead chose the option to return for more training, and so was sent back to the mecha training hall. Then, he had entered this space to watch Ling Lan¡¯s assessment. Of course, this choice meant that he would have to retake the basic assessment again once moreter on, but he didn¡¯t care. After all, for him, passing the assessment was really a simple matter. Little Four had noticed the other from the very moment he entered to observe, but Little Four chose not to inform Ling Lan. This was because Little Four didn¡¯t think the other could influence them in any way. Even if the other was an evolved spectre, Little Four believed all along that the virtual world was his territory ¡ª no one would be able to harm Ling Lan under his watch. In order to let the rabbit mecha manoeuvre freely without any burden, Ling Lan shifted the carrot, which had initially been on the rabbit¡¯s back, to its mouth and mped down to hold it between its teeth. After that, a giant rabbit could be seen hopping around nimbly within that vast space, dodging one obstacle after another. There was sufficient room for Ling Lan¡¯s mecha to prance around freely ¡ª this allowed Ling Lan to pay less attention to those obstacles. At this moment, Ling Lan was unleashing the fastest speed she could handle for the rabbit mecha to run; in other words, her hand speed had already reached its highest point at present. "What great speed. Their hand speed is most likely already at a high level. Who knew Azure had such an amazing youth ... is it an academy student? If it is an academy student, then who could it be? Is it a supreme prodigy who managed to beat the trial to remove their virtual ess lock at only age 13?" The cheetah mecha operator wondered to himself in awe as he watched the rabbit mecha¡¯s speed. In his mind, he was going through the people he knew to try and figure out who the rabbit mecha operator could be among those on Azure. Frankly, the cheetah mecha couldn¡¯t be med for not considering the others. This was because the newbies in the mecha training hall were either the freshest of newbies, those who had just gained ess to the extended virtual world, or students from the scout academies who had seeded in their challenge. Either way, they were the type with no money who wouldn¡¯t be able to afford the exorbitant fees for a transfer. Therefore, if they wanted to learn about mecha, they would definitely go to the local mecha training hall for training, and not choose to transfer to another. Just like that, due to a misunderstanding, the cheetah mecha operator was never able to find the operator of the rabbit mecha. Only when he went to military schoolter on did he manage to find some hints. ******** Some of Ling Lan¡¯s high-speed turns left the cheetah mecha operator in awe, but also with some regret. "Hmm, it looks like there are some minor ws in uracy, but at this speed, this performance is already impable." The cheetah mecha operator¡¯s operator knew very well that, the faster the speed, the more difficult it was to control the mecha. Certain turning motions, which could be executed within perfect range at low speed, would be extremely difficult at high speeds. Typically, as long as a set movement can bepleted at high speed, then it would already be considered an excellent performance. Ling Lan¡¯s performance in the first half was basically perfect, but thetter half of the assessment wasn¡¯t that easy. Just when Ling Lan was enjoying her run, the difficult section arrived ¡ª it turned out that she had reached the part with the irregrly moving obstacles. Even though Ling Lan already knew these obstacles existed, they came on so suddenly that she was still thrown for a bit of a loop. This was because these moving obstacles arrived so abruptly, and they moved without any sense of predictability. Ling Lan was in the midst of sprinting when she saw arge rock hurtling towards her from her left side with the corner of her eye. At that speed, Ling Lan knew well that it would soon smash into her mecha¡¯s waist. In a split second, Ling Lan decided ¡ª she rejected the option of an emergency stop, because she knew that once her mecha stopped, she wouldn¡¯t be able to increase its speed to this level again. This was because there was no longer any space here for her to slowly increase her mecha¡¯s speed. Her only option now was to break through with pure speed. Ling Lan¡¯s decision was the same as the cheetah mecha¡¯s ¡ª progress by leaping from obstacle to obstacle. The thrusters on both sides of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha¡¯s waist activated at the same time. Borrowing the force of the thrusters, the mecha¡¯s speed was again raised by a whole level. But therge rock was justing at her too quickly ¡ª even though Ling Lan had increased the speed of her mecha by a hair with the help of her thrusters, she still only managed to push half of the mecha¡¯s body out of the path of the iing rock. The rabbit mecha¡¯s hind legs were still within range of the rock¡¯s trajectory. "Is he going to fail here?" The cheetah mecha operator frowned, because at this moment, there was already no possible way for the rabbit mecha operator to dodge anymore. However, right then, the rabbit mecha¡¯s next move sent a sparkle through his eyes, and he couldn¡¯t help but yell out in admiration. The rabbit mecha had done somethingpletely unexpected. With a sudden shake of its hind legs, the rabbit mecha had bent its hind legs back till a right angle 1 was formed between its waist and its hind legs. Because of this bizarre move, therge rock had just barely grazed by the rabbit mecha¡¯s hind legs. On top of that, the mecha¡¯s raised hind legs pushed off abruptly against therge rock passing by, making an extremely terrifying loud noise. And this push sent the rabbit mecha zooming forwards at three times its original high speed. If the instructors of the learning space had seen this move, they would have all eximed that this was the secretbat skill Rabbit Sky Leap. This move had been inspired by the abilities of a rabbit, but was actually unsuitable to be used in conjunction with the rabbit mecha. However, in thisst scene, Ling Lan had been forced into a corner, and had involuntarily used this move. Of course, being able to execute the move so nimbly with the rabbit mecha was all thanks to the hard work Ling Lan had put into her basic mecha control training in the learning space. She had already absorbed those basic mecha controls into her very instincts. Thus, in that critical moment, she had been able to take out this move, helping her to escape this desperate situation. However, Ling Lan¡¯s crisis wasn¡¯t over yet. The added power of the Rabbit Sky Leap made the mecha¡¯s speed go beyond the limits of what Ling Lan could safely control. Meanwhile, the obstacles also became faster to match the increased speed of the mecha, bing even more erratic and strange in their movements, leaving Ling Lan scrambling to stay in control. Seated within the rabbit mecha, Ling Lan was already drenched in sweat. She peered intently at all the images being disyed inside the mecha, dodging every obstacle that came from heaven knows where. Unknowingly, her hand speed had actually broken past her bottleneck, bing faster and faster, at times even producing several afterimages, something which had never happened before. Chapter 124: Dont Choose to Graduate? Chapter 124: Don¡¯t Choose to Graduate? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Warning, because the mecha used an irregr movement, some damage has urred, some damage has urred." Right then, the rabbit mecha¡¯s A.I. sounded out a warning. Ling Lan was currently fully immersed in her mecha control; she ordered calmly, "Check damage level of mecha." "Mecha damage at 30%. Warning, still sustaining damage. Please decrease speed by 50% immediately ... damage at 31% ... please decrease speed by 50%!" The A.I. repeated its warnings mechanically. "How much longer can it hold on?" Ling Lan didn¡¯t choose to decrease her speed. For one, the speed of the moving obstacles around her no longer allowed her to decrease her mecha¡¯s speed. And secondly, her current speed was from the rebound energy of the Rabbit Sky Leap ¡ª the mecha itself had no way to control this speed anyway. Reality made it so that Ling Lan had no choice but to continue moving at high speed. "Estimated that after 2 minutes, the mecha shall enter breakdown condition. Warning, damage level at 31%, please reduce speed by 50% immediately." "That¡¯s enough time." To prevent the warning sounds of the A.I. from affecting her control, Ling Lan simply turned off the A.I.¡¯s vocalization. Her expression calm, she once again controlled her mecha to evade the continuous ambush of the obstacles. It had to be said that Ling Lan¡¯s adaptive ability was at an abnormal level ¡ª this had always been one of Ling Lan¡¯s strongest innate talents, andbined with the study and training provided by the learning space, this talent improved even more, its effects bing even more obvious. After dodging somewhat clumsily for the first few abrupt attacks, Ling Lan got used to the mecha¡¯s present speed. Very quickly, yet another horizontal wooden beam suddenly swept out from left to right, Ling Lan controlled the mecha to push off another obstacle once more to fly into the air, dodging it cleanly. This time, the movement seemed to flow easily, with no sign of the previous fumbling. Not only that, Ling Lan controlled the mecha with pinpoint uracy to twist so it could step on the flying wooden beam, and pushing off it, she made the mecha fly forwards once more like a cannonball. "That adaptive ability is really abnormal. Only after adjusting 3 or 4 times, he has already grasped hold of the mecha¡¯s new speed and the ability to leverage force." The cheetah mecha operator was simrly amazed by Ling Lan¡¯s insane level of ability. Sure enough, Ling Lan¡¯s subsequent performance was just as the cheetah mecha operator expected ¡ª the airborne rabbit mecha¡¯s leaps were never again as flustered as it had been at the start, moving with ease and grace to spare. In the end, Ling Lan safelypleted the assessment mission. "Congrattions, 40, for graduating the basic mecha controls course with a result of 1 minute 58 seconds. This record has been entered into the top 1000 of the elite leaderboard." A line of shing green text suddenly appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s mecha¡¯s screen. Right below it, an option appeared soon after ¡ª Name: Reveal/Hide. Ling Lan immediately chose the option to hide, and then a line of red text appeared on the highest section of the mecha¡¯s screen. It was just like the text which had appeared when the cheetah mecha hadpleted his test: "Congrattions, XXX, for graduating the basic mecha controls course with a result of 1 minute 58 seconds. This record has been entered into the top 1000 of the elite leaderboard." "Slower than me by one second, and also on his first assessment as well! As expected, gifted mecha operators exist everywhere. Even here on this small of Azure, there is someone whose talent is equal to mine." A sense of threat welled up in the cheetah mecha operator¡¯s heart ¡ª he would never forget the words his grandfather had once said to him ... if you want to change your destiny, you will need to rely on yourself! The cheetah mecha operator was just about to take the assessment again to graduate and officially leave the status of newbie behind, when he noticed that the rabbit mecha¡¯s operator actually chose to return to training like he had previously. The cheetah mecha operator was extremely curious. He had chosen to return out of curiosity about the rabbit mecha¡¯s assessment results, but why would the rabbit mecha choose to return as well? The cheetah mecha operator knew very well that it couldn¡¯t be because of him, for he hadn¡¯t even chosen the option to retake the assessment yet. Perhaps Ling Lan¡¯s superhuman control and adaptive ability had piqued the cheetah mecha operator¡¯s curiosity, for he did not choose to continue and take the assessment. Instead, he backed out from the assessment space, prepared to go look for that rabbit mecha, and ask him why exactly he had chosen to return. After all, the rabbit mecha¡¯s result was extremely outstanding ¡ª a normal person would have been thrilled and chosen to graduate in a hurry so that they could go off and make a living in the real world of mecha. ******** Ling Lan, who had returned to the great hall of the mecha training hall, was reflecting deeply on how it had felt to control the mecha earlier during the assessment. Then, she sighed, saying, "Who knew that controlling mecha is not all about pushing the limits of speed ... sometimes, alternating the speed between fast and slow to control the rhythm is better." "Congrattions, Boss, on breaking past your bottleneck!" At this moment, Little Four finally piped up to congratte Ling Lan. Earlier, Little Four had been smothering his mouth with both of his hands, afraid that in his excitement, he would identally make some noise to disrupt Ling Lan¡¯s breakthrough and realisation. If that had happened, he would have truly be a fiendish felon guilty of a thousand years of sin. "This time is all thanks to you, Little Four. Thank you!" Ling Lan knew that this sessful breakthrough had all been because Little Four had brought her to the outside virtual world and let her encounter mecha. And then, she had seen the images of the cheetah mecha during his assessment at the mecha training hall. This series of events had all led to her epiphany and subsequent breakthrough. Ling Lan was just about to say something more when she saw countless red warning signs appear on her mecha¡¯s screen. Abruptly, she recalled that she had shut off the A.I.¡¯s vocal functions during the assessment mission. She hurriedly turned it back on, and then the A.I. could be heard ring out warnings in a frenzy: "Warning, mecha damage level at 67%. Please choose to repair immediately, please choose to repair immediately." Ling Lan stuck out her tongue. Who could have guessed that the Rabbit Sky Leap skill would cause that much damage to the mecha? No wonder the learning space had emphasized again and again that the physical body must be extremely flexible to use this skill, otherwise the user could incur sometent injuries. "Repair!" Right now, Ling Lan didn¡¯t want to choose a new mecha just yet ¡ª after all, she still hadn¡¯t passed the learning space¡¯s standards for the basic controls of this rabbit mecha. Registering Ling Lan¡¯s order, the A.I. immediately disyed the contact numbers of the major mecha repair shops in the capital. All Ling Lan needed to do was call. As Ling Lan still hadn¡¯t graduated yet, she wasn¡¯t allowed to take the mecha out of the mecha training hall. So, she could only call for someone from one of the repair stores toe here and service her mecha. Ling Lan swiftly chose a repair shop closest to the mecha training hall, called its number, and secured an agreement for them to send someone to the mecha training hall to check her mecha in 5 minutes. As Ling Lan was waiting, a cheetah mecha appeared again in the great hall of the mecha training hall. It looked left and right, and when it saw Ling Lan¡¯s rabbit mecha in the hall, it suddenly ran over. When it was about 10 metres away from Ling Lan, Ling Lan¡¯s mecha received the other¡¯s contact request. Ling Lan was extremely surprised ¡ª why would this evolved spectree looking for her? Out of responsibility for her own safety, Ling Lan seriously tried to recall if she had done anything that might have offended the other. Coming up with nothing, she approved the contact request and epted themunications channel he established. Then, she asked hesitantly, "What¡¯s up?" Against the mysterious ability of a spectre, Ling Lan was still very wary. She would try her best to avoid offending the other as much as possible. "Excuse me, I just wanted to ask. Why didn¡¯t you choose to graduate earlier,ing back here instead?" The voice of the cheetah mecha operator was still the same voice; it was just as Little Four had said ¡ª the operator of the cheetah mecha was that evolved spectre. "My mecha¡¯s broken." Ling Lan¡¯s reply obviously surprised the other. It was true that mecha would often get damaged with newbies piloting them, because some people with terrible control skills would ram the mecha into obstacles until they were almost unrecognizable during basic training. Just like when Ling Lan mmed into walls repeatedly at the beginning of her training. However, Ling Lan was obviously an expert at control, so she wouldn¡¯t make this kind of low-level mistake ¡ª so how did the other¡¯s mecha get broken? The doubts of the cheetah mecha operator merely shed through his mind, unsaid, but Ling Lan¡¯s reply still did not exin his decision to return. "Even if you choose to graduate, you can still get the repair shop toe and repair your mecha, just at a different location." "Oh, this is just one of the reasons. The main reason why I chose to return is because there are still many things wrong with my basic control. I still need a lot of practice to make sure there is no chance for error." The cheetah mecha operator also had a hand in Ling Lan¡¯s breakthrough ¡ª the other just didn¡¯t know it ¡ª so, the grateful Ling Lan decided to reveal a bit of her secrets of evolution to him. As for whether the other believed her, that was not something she was responsible for. She was just going to act in a way that would give her peace of mind. Of course, Ling Lan also thought of building a good connection with the other. If the other really took her words to heart, and trained up his basic mecha control, it was very likely that he would be able to achieve the rank of special-ss mecha operator at the least. In Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, the other¡¯s innate talent with mecha was even better than her own. "Didn¡¯t your result already make it into the top 1000 of the elite leaderboard?" The cheetah mecha operator did not understand. "Doesn¡¯t this result prove that your basic training is already very outstanding?" "Outstanding doesn¡¯t equal perfect. Besides, aren¡¯t there about 1000 other people in front of me? I don¡¯t want to lose to them," said Ling Lan calmly. These were words spoken from her heart ¡ª although she wasn¡¯t sure what realm her father had achieved with his ultimate immersion into perfecting his basic control, she couldn¡¯t lose to any other random people out there, right? The cheetah mecha operator seemed to have been shaken by Ling Lan¡¯s words; only after a long while did he reply, "So that¡¯s why. But we can still practise our basic control outside; we don¡¯t necessarily have to stay here in the training hall." "There are too many distractions outside. People are very easily attracted by fresh new things. At that time, I¡¯ll definitely get distracted and won¡¯t be able to focus fully on training my basic control. So I might as well get rid of all these potential problems from the start. Here, there¡¯s nothing, so all I can do is train my basic control. I¡¯m not a very strong-willed person, so I can only use this method to fix that. But Big Brother, you are different from me. Perhaps you can stand the loneliness and resist the temptations ..." Ling Lan started teasing the other, making the other unsure whether tough or cry. At this moment, 4 to 5 people apanying a repair mecha walked into the training hall. Ling Lan knew that this was most likely the repairmen she had made an appointment with, so she bade farewell to the cheetah mecha operator, and walked over to greet the group. ******** The cheetah mecha operator sat within his cockpit, thinking. In the end, he found that what Ling Lan said was true ¡ª he also could not confirm that if given the choice to learn a new move, he would be able to resist the temptation, and choose to practise that instead of continuing to focus on his basic control. "Ambitious. Actually nning to defeat all those other prodigies before him. How interesting ..." The cheetah mecha operator rubbed the control stick in his hands, a slight smile on his lips. Talking to himself, he said, "Since I n to spark a revolution, then I will need to achieve the pinnacle of strength in this world. Then, starting now, I can¡¯t lose to anyone. How can I be satisfied with just being within the top 1000 ..." Chapter 125: The Emergence of Gods? Chapter 125: The Emergence of Gods? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In one of the basic training rooms in the mecha training hall of Azure, three mecha were practising to dodge obstacles in the air and on the ground. A humanoid mecha and an avian mecha very quickly finished their own basic training, leaving only a rhinoceros bestial mecha dodging awkwardly ¡ª he was only about halfway through his course. The other two mecha who had already finished began to talk quietly between themselves. In an annoyed tone, the avian mecha said, "Lu Xiaolong is really too stupid. Even letting him choose to control the easiest bestial mecha, he still needs over 15 minutes toplete the basic training course. The assessment contents will be several times harder than this, and a passing grade needs to be within 5 minutes ... heaven knows when he¡¯ll be able to get there and graduate." "Originally, I had thought he was simple-minded and easy to order around, but now it looks like I made a mistake. Simpletons just can¡¯t handle mecha control," said the humanoid mecha sulkily, as if deeply regretting his oversight. "Do we have to stay here together with this idiot? The other students who graduated from the scout academy with us have all already entered the real mecha world. I even heard that quite a few of them have already upgraded their mecha." The avian mecha was rather anxious, feeling that he was being held back by that idiot on their team. "At the beginning when we wanted to form our 3-man team, our n was for Lu Xiaolong to be the shield right at the front. You would be in charge of aerial attacks, and I would cover long-range attacks. If we give up on him, we¡¯ll need to find a new team member in the mecha world ..." The humanoid mecha was considering what would be the most beneficial course of action for them. "By the time we wait for that idiot to graduate, we would long have integrated with our new team member. Right now, I¡¯m very worried about whether he can even coordinate with us. You should know that the middle tote stages require team work toplete missions. At that time, a team cannot have any notable weaknesses ..." The avian mecha had already lost patience; he didn¡¯t think much of Lu Xiaolong¡¯s chances at all, thinking that he might hold them back then. "Fine, we won¡¯t wait for him anymore. Let¡¯s go take the assessment first, but how should we tell him?" The humanoid mecha had always maintained his outward image of a nice guy. "Watch me do it. When the idiotes out from practice, I¡¯ll tell him." The avian mecha knew the troubles of the humanoid mecha, so he chose to volunteer. After waiting a good long while, the bestial mecha finally finished his one round of basic training. Face beaded with sweat, he ran over to the two mecha waiting for him, and said in embarrassment, "Sorry, Ah Ka, Dali, I made you wait." The avian mecha sighed softly and said, "Xiaolong, looks like we need to go our separate ways." The bestial mecha was taken aback, unable to figure out what the avian mecha was saying at that moment. "I discussed things with Ah Ka, and think that we should go and take the basic assessment first. We¡¯ll then go out to the mecha world to gather some resources, and thenplete a team building mission to fully establish a team." The avian mechaid out their ns. The bestial mecha still didn¡¯t understand. "Isn¡¯t the minimum requirement for the team building mission three people?" "We¡¯ve checked out the discussion forums at the mecha world, there are professional gamers who specialize in taking on these kinds of missions. They help teams that don¡¯t have enough members toplete the mission, and when a proper memberes along, they¡¯ll quit the team to let the other in." The avian mecha was cursing internally ¡ª why did other have to choose to be so smart now? Actually knowing about the member requirement for the team building mission. "So that¡¯s how it is. That¡¯s great! I¡¯ve been worried that I might be holding you both back. This past period of time, I¡¯ve actually been thinking of telling you both to just go look for a new member and stop waiting for me." The bestial mecha let out a sigh of relief. He was really very reluctant to part ways with these two good friends who were willing to amodate his denseness. "Hehe, so you had already known that you were holding us back, eh ..." The avian mecha chuckled awkwardly. Internally, he was filled with regret. He regretted that he hadn¡¯t known the other had had these kinds of thoughts; otherwise, he wouldn¡¯t have had to find this sort of excuse. He was also annoyed at the other ¡ª if he had those kinds of thoughts, then why hadn¡¯t he said anything earlier?! If he really considered them as friends, then he definitely wouldn¡¯t have wanted to hold them back. This Lu Xiaolong was clearly trying to cling to them and rely on them. "Xiaolong, don¡¯t take this to heart too much. We¡¯re good friends, you know. You need to work hard here; don¡¯t let us leave you too far behind," said the humanoid mecha in a hurry, sensing the avian mecha¡¯s building rage. If the fact that they had abandoned a teammate were to be public knowledge, their team would definitely be unable to get a new member. Whether it was in the real world or on the virtualwork, abandoning and betraying one¡¯s teammate was extremely looked down upon. He was unwilling to have such a sin staining his name. Clearly ashamed, the bestial mecha said, "Yeah, I¡¯ll work hard. I must pass this assessment as soon as possible to catch up to you two." The avian mecha operator¡¯s lips curled, thinking nothing of the other¡¯s promises. However, under the humanoid mecha¡¯s warning re, he could only throw out someforting words, "You really don¡¯t have to rush. Wait for us to get even more resources in the mecha world, then when you join us, you will be able to get a newer and better mecha immediately." The bestial mecha said gratefully, "Thank you, Ah Ka and Dali." The humanoid mecha and the avian mecha immediately made preparations to take the assessment. The bestial mecha wanted to watch their assessments, hoping to gain some experience, but the humanoid mecha advised him otherwise, saying, "You should observe the assessment of someone who¡¯s also using a bestial mecha. That would be much more useful for you." The bestial mecha felt that what the humanoid mecha said was right. So, he looked up the assessment venues of bestial mecha, and found that there were a few bestial mecha taking the assessment right now. He selected the one with the most recent start time, and clicked the option to enter and observe. Seeing the bestial mecha disappear from the training room, the humanoid mecha and the avian mecha each chose to begin their respective assessments, and were transported to their individual assessment mission spaces. ******** Lu Xiaolong had just entered the assessment space, when he saw a rabbit mecha dancing and leaping gracefully among the irregrly moving obstacles. Lu Xiaolong first reaction was to wonder if he was seeing things ¡ª he rubbed his eyes and found that the scene before him was real. Gradually, without knowing it, he was absorbed into the other¡¯s movements. The mecha before his eyes was no longer a mecha, but a real live rabbit, prancing freely in a forest. Suddenly, the scene stopped moving. Lu Xiaolong roused from his trance, and found that the rabbit mecha had already passed and ended its assessment. Abruptly thinking of something, he looked up at the top part of his screen. A line of red text was shing brightly, "Congrattions, XXX, for graduating the basic mecha controls course with a result of 1 minute 18 seconds. This record has been entered into the top 100 of the elite leaderboard." "Top 100 of the elite leaderboard!" Lu Xiaolong felt as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head. Such great fortune had fallen upon him ¡ª he had never expected that a random choice had given him the chance to observe the assessment of someone at the level of a god. If he could only draw some inspiration from this experience, it would benefit him for life. However, Lu Xiaolong very quickly deted, because he found that in his mind, other than the other¡¯s magnificent and graceful moves, there was nothing else. This had truly been an epic fail of an observation ¡ª he couldn¡¯t believe he had missed such a great opportunity. Head bowed in depression, Lu Xiaolong opened up the selection pane for bestial mecha assessments once more. Besides the rabbit mecha which had just finished, the other mecha¡¯s assessments were still in progress. Lu Xiaolong stared at the few names on his list, and just couldn¡¯t work up the enthusiasm to go watch any of them. Right at that moment, a new mecha suddenly popped out among the selections. Reflexively, Lu Xiaolong clicked on it. This time, it was a cheetah mecha. Lu Xiaolong had just raised his head, when he saw the cheetah mecha flying out to be a shooting ray of light, even leaving a phantom trail behind it. "An expert!" Although Lu Xiaolong knew his own control was nothing to talk about, his skills of appreciation were pretty amazing. He immediately sensed that he had gotten lucky once again. Sure enough, it wasn¡¯t long before the other arrived at the section with the moving obstacles. The feeling that he got from the rabbit mecha in the previous assessment engulfed him once more. Once again, he had the illusion that the cheetah mecha before his eyes was a live cheetah on the hunt. It nimbly dodged all obstacles in its way, heading unerringly towards its target. Lu Xiaolong didn¡¯t even look at the time; once again, he was utterly absorbed in the cheetah mecha¡¯s agile movements, all the way till the end. "Congrattions, XXX, for graduating the basic mecha controls course with a result of 1 minute 19 seconds. This record has been entered into the top 100 of the elite leaderboard." Unsurprisingly, when Lu Xiaolong turned back to his screen, a result infinitely close to the rabbit mecha¡¯s appeared before his eyes. It was also a top 100 score. "Later, I must definitely participate in the mecha lucky draw!" Lu Xiaolong felt that his RP must definitely be off the charts for him to bump into two gods of mecha back to back. This luck could very well nab him a rumoured mecha equipment in the draw! If only he could get to know those two gods ... but unfortunately, those gods must have already chosen to graduate and leave. Feeling regretful, Lu Xiaolong didn¡¯t have any mood to observe any further, so he chose to leave the assessment area to return once more to his training room. But when he got there, the two gods that he had assumed had graduated and left were actually standing right there before him ... "Ah ... why are you two still here?!" Lu Xiaolong¡¯s voice sted out into the room. It turned out that Lu Xiaolong had forgotten to close the public speaker he had turned on when he had spoken with his friends. The rabbit mecha and the cheetah mecha had initially been practising on their own, but hearing his voice, they both looked back simultaneously. Lu Xiaolong could almost see the confusion in the eyes of both mecha. This made him almost want to p himself so that he could use pain to remind himself to be more aware of what he was doing. "Didn¡¯t you both make it into the top 100 already? Why didn¡¯t you choose to graduate?" Lu Xiaolong still couldn¡¯t restrain his curiosity, spilling his questions out in a rush. However, right after he said this, Lu Xiaolong immediately regretted it. Who knew if the two gods would find his questions annoying and choose to leave this room and go somewhere else? Then, wouldn¡¯t he have thoroughly lost the chance to get to know these two gods better? Sure enough, the rabbit mecha only turned to nce at the cheetah mecha, and then with a bob of its head, it turned away to continue practising its basic movements. Sigh, as expected, gods weren¡¯t so easy to approach. Lu Xiaolong lowered his head and sighed dejectedly. Chapter 126: A Strange Sense of Rapport! Chapter 126: A Strange Sense of Rapport! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Just as Lu Xiaolong was beating himself up mentally, a cool voice suddenly rang out by his ear, "The basics are very important. We haven¡¯t mastered them fully yet, which is why we cannot graduate and leave." Lu Xiaolong jerked his head up and saw that it was the cheetah mecha who had replied. Gratefulness surged in his heart ¡ª so not all gods were cold and aloof; this cheetah mecha operator was obviously a friendly person. In reality, Lu Xiaolong waspletely wrong. The cheetah mecha hadn¡¯t nned to answer Lu Xiaolong¡¯s question to begin with, but because the rabbit mecha had signalled him to do so with that nce and bob of its head, the cheetah mecha had no choice but to reply. After several consecutive months of hanging out together, even though they hardly spoke to one another, a strange sense of rapport had been born between them. With just a look or a small motion, they could just tell what the other meant. Thus, the rabbit mecha¡¯s previous nce and head bob had let the cheetah mecha operator understandpletely what the other was asking. "But ... you are both already so strong. How could it be that you¡¯ve still not mastered basic control?" Lu Xiaolong just couldn¡¯t understand. If these results wasn¡¯t proof that they had mastered the basics, then did it mean that those of them who had graduated by just achieving the passing line were basically unfit to operate mecha? "Are we strong? Aren¡¯t there about 100 other stronger people in front of us?" The cheetah mecha operator¡¯s voice had a trace of self-mocking, as if unsatisfied with their current results. This statement by the cheetah mecha operator made the rabbit mecha turn to nce at him once more. Its gaze was clearly questioning ¡ª when had they be a group? This made the cheetah mecha operator snicker a little internally. It really was rather unbelievable ¡ª the two of them had only had one actual conversation. Their subsequent meetings had been coincidental when they happened to meet up in the training room. They really weren¡¯t that close, but there was just this indescribable rapport between the two of them. Of course, part of this serendipity was due to his own initiative. Ever since their only conversation, he had always used his spiritual strength to locate the other¡¯s position, and then pretended to have entered the same room to train by coincidence. However, he truly was fated to meet up with the other. Many times, the rabbit mecha arrived after him, but still somehow found its way into the training room he was in. (At this moment, Little Four wasughing gleefully up at the heavens: What? You think the magistrates are the only ones allowed to burn down houses, while themon people are forbidden even to lightmps? 1 Who can beat me, Little Four, in this virtual realm?) Perhaps the heavens were being kind to him, the gods and spirits giving a peerless prodigy like him their blessing in the form of this assistance from an unexpected quarter. He hadn¡¯t dismissed Ling Lan¡¯s words, which was why he changed his original n to graduate and leave, choosing to remain here in the mecha training hall to hone his basic mecha control instead. On top of that, he also put in more effort into training up the scout academy basics physical skills. He figured that since it was also a foundational skill set, basic physical skills should be simrly important. Reality proved that his assumptions were not wrong. In the end, he could thoroughly sense the benefits honing his foundations had brought to him. In the real world, his initially weak and sickly body was slowly recovering, while in the virtual world, his mecha control had broken through several limits, causing his results to improve in leaps and bounds. As intelligent as he was, he had long figured out that the rabbit mecha had intentionally revealed those things to him in their only conversation. Perhaps the both of them being mecha prodigies in their own right had sparked some mutual care, so the other had been willing to reveal some of his own secrets of mecha control to him. This secret was very likely an exclusive secret belonging to the other¡¯s sect. Otherwise, out of the many mecha operators out there, why were there so few who viewed basic control with such importance? Thus, he would carve this great kindness into his heart. Of course, he had no way to repay this kindness just yet ¡ª in fact, he didn¡¯t even dare to reveal his true identity to the other right now. Before he was fully in control of his own destiny, he needed to keep a low profile, otherwise it would be spitting on all that his grandfather had done for him. He knew very well that, due to that reading of his Four Pirs of Destiny 2 , his grandfather had hidden all information on his true potential, purposefully announcing his mediocrity instead. In the end, his grandfather had even used the excuse of his potential being too average to exile him to the distant Azure. All of this was to protect him, to keep him out of the crosshairs of the rich and powerful elite. But he was still indignant about it. He wasn¡¯t willing to just choose to escape passively ¡ª he wanted to be strong, and then stand at the pinnacle of this world, able tough at all the buffeting storms and winds. Yes, he wanted to master his own destiny ¡ª he wanted to change that prophesized destined finale! The cheetah mecha was involuntarily drawn into his own thoughts. Meanwhile, due to the other¡¯s words, Lu Xiaolong had lost all of his initial urgency to leave the training hall. He believed that if the god had said so and was doing so, then it must really mean that the basics were very important. Without even having to think about it, he hurriedly sent a message to his two good friends taking the assessment. He told them not to graduate just yet, but toe back and train up their basic control more. After a few minutes, his good friends responded. His good intentions naturally weren¡¯t able to convince these two ¡¯good friends¡¯ who had already decided to abandon him. Their messages even suggested in a roundabout way that he was only doing this because he couldn¡¯t bear to see them leave, and was resorting to this sort of desperate measures. Lu Xiaolong may be a bit slow when it came to learning, but he wasn¡¯t an idiot; of course he understood the hidden meaning in their messages. Lu Xiaolong was extremely hurt. He really wished he could exin to his good friends, even hoping that they would be able to watch the assessments of the two gods ... but he found that the two of them had shut off theirmunicators simultaneously, automatically rejecting all of his contact requests. He went through his contact list, trying to pass on a message through some of their mutual friends, but the response he received again and again was not to disturb them ¡ª now that they were in the real mecha world, they weren¡¯t as free as when they were in the mecha training hall; they were really very very busy ... By this time, Lu Xiaolong had already sensed something was off, but he did not want to think too much about it, unwilling to doubt his good friends. Before him were two options ¡ª one was to stop worrying about the others and focus on his own basic training until he was satisfied; the other was to quickly pass the assessment, paying no mind to how badly he did, so that he could be reunited with his friends as soon as possible. He nced at the two gods resting at the side after their practice, and after some thought, decided that he should try asking the cheetah mecha about this. Perhaps the god would be able to give him a good idea. The cheetah mecha operator saw the rhinoceros mecha approaching him once again, and couldn¡¯t help but frown. Honestly, he didn¡¯t really like interacting with strangers ¡ª this was primarily due to his cloistered life thus far in his manor. Subconsciously, he looked towards the rabbit mecha. The rabbit mecha¡¯s eyes suddenly blinked at him, as if telling him to be nice. The cheetah mecha operator smiled wryly. Alright, since the rabbit mecha operator wanted him to be nice, then he would be nice. He just wasn¡¯t able to refuse someone who had helped him. ******** "Little Four, isn¡¯t challenging the other¡¯s tolerance this way a bit overboard?" Ling Lan was now rather worried that if the operator of the rhinoceros mecha really infuriated the cheetah mecha, he might be murdered right off by the other. "Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve already made arrangements. The rhinoceros won¡¯t die," replied Little Four. "If I hadn¡¯t worked things out yet, I wouldn¡¯t have let him get so close to you. After all, he¡¯s an evolved spectre!" Otherwise, if by any chance he was out and about away from his boss, and his boss bumped into the other, wouldn¡¯t that be too dangerous? "That said, from the looks of it, his temperament is not bad. Not at all as dangerous as we thought." Little Four was very satisfied with the other¡¯s behaviour thus far. This way, he can leave Boss to him without any worry. Little Four suddenly felt that something wasn¡¯t right ¡ª what did he just think about leaving Boss to him ... Oh fie fie fie, he must take that back! Anyone who dares to covet his boss must die! Death to all of them! Little Four began sharpening his knife, his little eyes ring with suspicion and animosity at the cheetah mecha operator. Of course, this behaviour of Little Four¡¯s was immediately stopped by Ling Lan. Ling Lan was extremely speechless ¡ª what nonsense was this brat thinking of this time? Ling Lan suddenly found that having a shared mind may not always be a good thing. ******** Lu Xiaolong told everything to the cheetah mecha operator in order, and Ling Lan and the cheetah mecha operator immediately knew what was up. Both of them were good at reading people, so they knew without a doubt that the poor Lu Xiaolong had been heartlessly cast aside by the two people he considered his good friends. Ling Lan cast a sympathetic nce at Lu Xiaolong, but believed that this was actually a good thing. At least now he wouldn¡¯t be used up by his friends before being cast aside. In that sense, this was much better. The cheetah mecha operator also thought the same ¡ª the two of them once again shared a look through their mecha, feeling as if they could clearly sense the other¡¯s thoughts. Once again, they marvelled at the miraculous rapport between the both of them; there were just no words to describe it. Of course, the two of them weren¡¯t about to blurt out the answer directly. They were just passing acquaintances with Lu Xiaolong; they weren¡¯t close enough to be that blunt. The cheetah mecha operator thought for a moment before saying, "I rmend you focus on training up your basic control. Although the time taken will be longer, this way will obviously be more useful to your friends. I¡¯m sure you don¡¯t want to be a burden to them, right?" Perhaps time will let the other figure things out for himself. Lu Xiaolong nodded energetically. What the god was saying was undoubtedly what worried him the most. "If you don¡¯t have enough talent, then you¡¯ll just have to make up for it with hard work. So, don¡¯t think about simply passing. Make sure you master your basic control, otherwise you¡¯ll really be a burden to your good friends." Of course, the good friends he was talking about referred to true friends, and not those who had abandoned Lu Xiaolong. The cheetah mecha operator¡¯s words enlightened Lu Xiaolong. That¡¯s true, even if he forced a pass and went over now, he still wouldn¡¯t be much help to his friends. He might as well stay here and put in more practice to improve his basic control, and only move on when he truly had the ability to help them. Decided, Lu Xiaolong bid farewell to the two gods. Of course, before he left, he tried to ask for a way to contact the two of them, but was unfortunately turned down by the cheetah mecha operator. Lu Xiaolong did not dare to cling ¡ª he knew that it was already a great blessing to have received some guidance from a god just once. If he were greedy and tried to ask for more, that would be too shameless. However, he still told them his name, his parting words and tone filled with the hope that they might meet up again someday. Hopefully at that time, the gods would still remember him. Seeing the other leave reluctantly, Ling Lan couldn¡¯t hold back a sigh. "Who knew you were so good with words?" "Is that so? Looks like I have talent in this area." Hearing the other¡¯s praise, the cheetah mecha operator¡¯s mood improved immensely, and he began joking back. "Yes! You should really develop your skills in this area. You shouldn¡¯t waste your talent." Ling Lan could hear the other¡¯s humour, and so she replied in kind with augh. Ling Lan had no way to know that because of this one statement, the other would truly change how he interacted with others. When the two of them met up again in the future, she wouldn¡¯t imagine the person she met then would be the same person as this cheetah mecha operator she knew now. Chapter 127: Preset Control Mode! Chapter 127: Preset Control Mode! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Hmm, since you¡¯ve said so, I¡¯ll have to work on it then." The cheetah mecha operator¡¯s reply was very serious, but Ling Lan did not notice, still thinking that the other was joking. There was a slight pause, and then the cheetah mecha operator said in awe, "Your speed this time is faster than mine. Recently, I¡¯ve gotten stuck in a bottleneck. I keep getting stalled at this time with no way to progress further. My hand speed has already hit a limit, maybe this is the most I can do." The cheetah mecha operator¡¯s voice was somewhat sad; perhaps the time to leave hade. "Then just train your hand speed!" Ling Lan blurted. After several months of hanging out together with their mutual understanding, Ling Lan was also extremely reluctant to see the other leave. However, her words had barely faded when her guard went up. When did she lose all her defences against the other? "Train my hand speed? How do I do that?" eximed the cheetah mecha operator in response, just as shocked by Ling Lan¡¯s words. However, he very quickly realised what he had done ¡ª his question had most likely stepped into the territory of the other¡¯s inherited secrets. How could he covet the other¡¯s training secrets? "I¡¯m sorry. I overstepped." "It¡¯s fine ..." Ling Lan frowned silently. She actually felt somewhat bad, as if not telling him was a sin. What in the world was happening? If Ling Lan¡¯s mind weren¡¯t so steady, she might have already blurted out the training method without even knowing it. "Little Four, can you sense anything off?" In her mind, Ling Lan quickly called Little Four to the rescue. "Nope ... everything¡¯s perfectly normal! Eh? What¡¯s this? What a strange mental fluctuation ..." eximed Little Four in shock. "Actually matching up with the frequency of Boss¡¯s real brainwaves ... hold on, let me check my databases to see what this means." "Is it harmful?" Ling Lan asked anxiously. She could not afford to take any chances ¡ª the other was a very dangerous evolved spectre, you know. Little Four had already pulled up the data by this point, and with some schadenfreude he said, "Oh, it¡¯s nothing much. It will just magnify a certain positive substance 1 infinitely. For example, if you think he¡¯s not bad, then under the influence of this fluctuation, you will think he¡¯s really nice. If you think well of him, then this feeling will directly extend to the point of considering him a close friend. If you have any bit of affection for him ... hehe, Boss, then you¡¯re done for. You¡¯ll immediately be at the step of loving him so much that you¡¯d be willing to die for him." Little Four¡¯s words made Ling Lan roll her eyes at him. Was she someone that thirsty, that desperate? Was she really surging with so much lustful desire? "Also, this ability can reduce the existence of a certain negative substance. For example, it can decrease an enemy¡¯s animosity, correct other¡¯s negative opinions of him etcetera ... in short, everyone who sees him will like him!" "He¡¯s doing it on purpose?" Ling Lan¡¯s face was tiger-fierce. If the other had used this ability on purpose, she would definitely put him on her cklist. Although she had a good impression of him, who knew if this was all just the product of this ability? "No, this is an ability he was born with. He doesn¡¯t know how to use it consciously." Little Four rubbed his chin and cackled, "Hehehe ... because he likes you so much, and hopes you will like him in return, that¡¯s why this ability activated now. Let me put it this way. This ability can only appear when he himself truly wants to treat the other well. So, congrattions Boss, you are part of the group of people whom he really likes and wants to treat well." At this, Ling Lan rxed. Little Four could even see the minor curve of a small smile on her lips ¡ª it looks like his boss was greatly ddened by this. Little Four felt nostalgic ¡ª ever since Boss had begun developing in the direction of bing a ckface, he had rarely ever seen Boss smile anymore. He really missed it so much. Boss¡¯s smile at the start had been so beautiful ¡ª though it might not have been able to topple countries, it was certainly more than lovely enough to topple cities. As he continued to think about it, Little Four began to resent those instructors in the learning space. Why was it set up so that all the smiling teachers were those with ck innards and perverse attitudes?! While the strict and proper ones just had to have ice-blocks for faces? Totally skewing the perspective of his boss ... it should be known that Boss truly loathed that forever outwardly smiling, but internally extremely perverse Instructor Number Five. Little Four¡¯s words naturally made Ling Lan very happy ¡ª it had already been several months since she had told the cheetah mecha operator about the importance of the basics. After spending so much time together, she would have cultivated some emotions even if the other was a rock, not to mention that they were both living breathing human beings. Unknowingly, the cheetah mecha operator wasn¡¯t the only one who hade to consider Ling Lan as a friend; Ling Lan herself hade to see the other as a dependable friend. Setting that aside, during this time, Ling Lan had also ovee many difficulties within the learning space¡¯s mission. Because Ling Lan had broken through her bottleneck, there was a resulting breakthrough in her hand speed once again. This made Ling Lan¡¯s passing time improve tremendously, clocking in at slightly less than 3 minutes 10 seconds. This was just less than 10 seconds away from the mission¡¯s passing condition of 3 minutes. Subsequently, Ling Lan attempted the tunnel mission again and again, each time fixing the control errors she made in her previous run. As Ling Lan¡¯s mistakes dwindled, her time needed for the course also got closer and closer to 3 minutes. However, when she hit the 3 minute 3 second mark, Ling Lan once again hit a wall. After several consecutive practices, she found that she couldn¡¯t progress any bit further. Ling Lan did not panic. Even though her time was so close to the designated time limit of the mission, she knew very well that rushing would not solve anything. Only keeping calm would help her find a way to ovee this in the end. Ling Lan started to think back on the movements of the cheetah mecha ¡ª back then, the cheetah mecha¡¯s movements had been extremely fluid, and his speed had been very fast as well; however, his running and jumping rhythm had not been as intense as his speed would suggest. Instead of more frequent bounds, it was more like each bounding motion had used up the mecha¡¯s limits ¡ª in other words, he had pulled out every bit of the mecha¡¯stent reserves. Even more astounding was the fact that he had used the reaction force of everynding to maintain and add on to his velocity, pushing it to the extreme. This had allowed the cheetah mecha¡¯s speed to go beyond the limits the operator had given it, letting it ess speed beyond the abilities of the operator. Meanwhile, she herself had simrly managed to push her rabbit mecha¡¯s speed to the limit, but could she also use the reaction force from this type of repetitivending to increase her speed? Ling Lan knew the Rabbit Sky Leap was the best stepping reaction force technique ¡ª she just wasn¡¯t sure how long the rabbit mecha in the learning space could hold out under the technique. Ling Lan experimented a few times and finally grasped the timing. She could only use it during the second half of the course, and it had to be after the two-thirds point ¡ª otherwise, if she used it too early, the mecha would disintegrate before she could pass the mission. Still, the advantage of the learning space was once again disyed. That is, mecha were indestructible inside it ¡ª after disintegrating, when she once again went back to the start, the mecha¡¯s condition would be back at 100%. It wasn¡¯t free however. Ling Lan was naturally pained when she found that her honour points had been ruthlessly deducted by a whole 10 points ¡ª this was equal to the amount which she had used to redeem the Rabbit Sky Leap skill! Under this repetitive testing, Ling Lan had used up almost 80 honour points before she finally pinned down the timing needed to use the Rabbit Sky Leap in the mission. Even if the mecha did not disintegrate, smaller repairs still required honour points; it was just slightly cheaper. And then, in the final moments left, by luck, Ling Lan finally managed to break through the 3-minute limit, clocking in at 2 minutes 59 seconds. The cost was rather steep ¡ª this time, due to overwhelming speed, the rabbit mecha had almost disintegrated entirely. Luckily, she had managed toplete the mission before it could fully disintegrate. However, the learning space did not give Ling Lan any time to take pride in her achievement. At this moment, Instructor Number Three pranced onto the scene. He seated Ling Lan in the auxiliary seat, and then operated the rabbit mecha himself to run through the mission course once. Ling Lan could see very well that Instructor Number Three¡¯s hand speed wasn¡¯t that fast; she could see every movement of his hands clearly. However, it was precisely this kind of control method that made the rabbit mecha move through the tunnel as if it were dancing. At times, it even left trails of light behind it, shing through the tunnel like a bolt of lightning. As Instructor Number Three controlled the mecha, he exined the reasoning for this type of control method to Ling Lan. Ling Lanpared it against her own control method and recognised her deficiencies. Right then, she finally understood why the instructor hadn¡¯t taught her how to control the mecha at the beginning, instead leaving her to figure things out for herself. It was because some elements of mecha control needed to be personally experienced before one could understand why it had to be done a certain way ¡ª only by doing so could one understand what was wrong. Most importantly, everyone had their own control habits, and the best control method was the one which suited oneself. The whole way through, Ling Lan gained new insight on controls, while Instructor Number Three breezed through the course, finishing it in 2 minutes and 11 seconds on the dot. Regarding this, Ling Lan was very curious. How did Instructor Number Three manage to achieve such a terrifyingpletion speed when his hand speed had been slower than hers? Of course, when Ling Lan asked this question, Instructor Number Three just asked her in return: Was his hand speed really slower than hers? Ling Lan looked in astonishment at the reading from the hand speed monitor that the mecha¡¯s A.I. had gathered, finding that Instructor Number Three¡¯s hand speed had actually been the same as hers. But why did it look like his hand speed was slower then? She had not even noticed the appearance of any afterimages ¡ª Ling Lan knew that when her hand speed reached a certain level, this phenomenon would appear. "You focused all your speed on a particr time period. Not only does this tire out your hands and mind, but even the mecha itself would also be extremely worn out," said Instructor Number Three, patting the body of the rabbit mecha, gaze affectionate. It was as if the mecha before his eyes was not a mecha, but a living thing which needed to be protected and cared for, and not controlled barbarically. Ling Lan was surprised by the instructor¡¯s actions, but at this moment, she still could notprehend this mental state of a mecha operator. She could only think back on the speed the instructor had used when controlling the mecha, and found that he had maintained an even speed throughout the course ¡ª this was rather strange. Mind you, within the tunnel, every scene was different, and there were even some unpredictable scenarios ¡ª how in the world had Instructor Number Three managed that? "Among the controlmands of the mecha, there is something called preset control mode. You should use it appropriately." Instructor Number Three¡¯s words enlightened Ling Lan. She knew very well what preset control mode was ¡ª the resting motion of her mecha was a type of preset control. It¡¯s just that that motion was a fixed preset control; she just had to program the motion into the mecha beforehand, and then use the specially trained buttons to execute it ... Chapter 128: Rabbit-Cheetah Duo! Chapter 128: Rabbit-Cheetah Duo! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan did not have to question Number Three any further on how to input these preset controlmands. This was because Ling Lan already knew that, other than the fixed preset control mode, there was also an instantaneous preset control mode. Thetter mode would ept extremely brief input, and would only be effective for one usage. This was a type of control method which was extremely well-suited for emergency battle. However, many people had forgotten that mecha came with this function, because this instantaneous preset control mode required a lot from the operator. Many people did not possess the ability to handle this type of control method, so most mecha operators still found it easier to just depend on their own adaptive ability and control the mecha directly. Instantaneous preset control mode needed the mecha operator using it to have a certain level of predictive ability ¡ª the so-called awakened ¡¯sixth sense¡¯ of this world. Meanwhile, in the learning space, this ability was named ¡¯Animal Instinct¡¯, and was a lower-average standard innate perception ability. In fact, Ling Lan¡¯s innate talent of Profound Insight was the best among the other innate talents in the same category. As such, the instantaneous preset control mode was extremely appropriate for Ling Lan ¡ª this was why Instructor Number Three had made it a point to bring it up. During this time, Little Four had gradually siphoned in data he had collected from the real world into the learning space, giving the instructors within it a general understanding of the technological environment Ling Lan was living in. Thus, they knew that this world was extremely behind with regards to awakened perception abilities at the moment, and even in terms of mecha control, this world was N-levels worse than that of their own world. So, the instantaneous preset control mode, which was familiar to all the residents of the learning space, was rather neglected in this world. Here, with the exception of those who had awakened the sixth sense, othermon mecha operators would be utterly clueless about this function on their mecha, and even many instructors of mecha control may not remember the existence of this function. This was another reason why Instructor Number Three had stepped up to demonstrate mecha control in person. Ling Lan understood what Instructor Number Three intended with his guidance. In contrast with the instructor¡¯s control, she could clearly see that she was stillcking in many areas, whether it be awareness, control, or prediction. Ling Lan knew this was all because her basics were still below standard, so she didn¡¯t choose to learn a new control method, merely continuing to train her basic control. The only exception was that she began including the usage of instantaneous preset control mode in her training. Of course, this was extremely difficult. Many times, Ling Lan¡¯s attempts ended in failure, but Ling Lan still continued tirelessly in her attempts to learn it. In this manner, several months passed. Ling Lan¡¯s life fell into a regted routine ¡ª at dawn and at dusk, she set aside two blocks of time to train her basic physical skills; whether it was the scout academy¡¯s or the one taught by the learning space, she wouldn¡¯t allow them to fall behind. At the same time, she also didn¡¯t forget to train her hand speed. By this time, she had already broken through the limit of three marbles 1 , and was now able to train with four marbles at a time. However, just like when she had been training with three marbles, she could not sustain the activity for long. Still, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t anxious ¡ª she remained patient and practised every day, improving bit by bit. It was a victory as long as she could sustain activity for just a little bit longer than the day before. Meanwhile, during the day, she would attend sses at the academy if there were sses, and if there weren¡¯t, she would enter the virtual world to practise her mecha control there. Of course, Ling Lan would habitually check to see if that cheetah mecha was at the mecha training hall. Anyone would have asting impression of the first stranger they met in the virtual world who also helped them out. Of course, there was another reason Ling Lan was looking for the other ¡ª every time she saw the other¡¯s training movements, she would somehow gain some measure of insight from it. In return, the other seemed to be of a simr mindset; and so, the two of them often ended up training together without nning it in advance. Although they still did not speak much to one another, they knew each other very well, just like old bosom friends. By the end, they could even tell with just a look or a motion what the other wanted to do. Meanwhile, Little Four was also very busy. One of his duties was to find time to fake Ling Lan¡¯s virtual appearance to help his bossplete some of those scout academy daily missions. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t very well stay offline for so long, right? Besides that, Little Four also had to help Boss to maintain her rtionships with Qi Long and the others. There were times when he even had to pretend to be Ling Lan to join them in clearing some group missions. Luckily, Little Four had grown up with Ling Lan and had hung around her all this time, so he was extremely familiar with Ling Lan¡¯s mannerisms and tone of voice, managing to carry it off without raising any suspicion among herpanions. On top of that, Little Four still had to prevent the cheetah mecha operator from getting too close ¡ª Little Four firmly believed that someone being so nice for no reason, must definitely be hiding some evil intention. The cheetah mecha operator was treating his boss so well, so he must have some nefarious intentions. Little Four had to protect his boss! Of course, all this was just Little Four¡¯s opinion; Ling Lanpletely disagreed. From what she could sense, the cheetah mecha operator was extremely mature, and he was also an operator who was deeply obsessed with mecha control. Moreover, the other did not even know whether she was a boy or a girl, so what sort of nefarious intentions could he have? Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s words drew Little Four¡¯s derision. He mocked her, saying that she was just fooling herself ¡ª just think about it, all of the newbies in the mecha training hall were basically all youths of about 16 years of age ... why would a mature adult be here? And youths were the hardest people to figure out ¡ª who knew what kind of insanity they would involve themselves in next? Neither one could convince the other, but Ling Lan did not take any of this to heart. She continued to ¡¯coincidentally¡¯ meet the cheetah mecha (Little Four was the main contributor to this; he felt that it was still safest to keep someone dangerous close where he could watch him) and train together in silence. At times, Ling Lan would feel as if she had gained some breakthrough and enter the mecha training hall to take the basic assessment again. At those times, there would always be a cheetah mecha watching from the side. Simrly, every time the cheetah mecha retook the assessment, as long as Ling Lan was online then, she would also choose to watch from the side. With all of this, Ling Lan felt that the cheetah mecha should be considered one of her friends now. Which was why she had been so happy when she had heard what Little Four had to say about the other¡¯s ability. In her mind, only when both parties felt the same could a rtionship be called a true friendship. Thus, Ling Lan decided to tell the other her secret of training hand speed. "It actually isn¡¯t much of a secret. Back in the real world, you just need to ce some marbles in your palm and move them around quickly without letting them fall, that¡¯s all." Ling Lan¡¯s words caused the cheetah mecha to be extremely taken aback ¡ª he had never expected Ling Lan to just reveal her inherited secret just like that. He could not help but be worried for her, saying, "Aren¡¯t you afraid of drawing the displeasure of your teacher¡¯s sect? Don¡¯t reveal this kind of secret so easily in future." "Displeasure? It shouldn¡¯t." Ling Lan lifted her head as she thought about it. She did not think her dad would be so stingy and mind that much, so she said, "Don¡¯t worry about it. I¡¯m only telling you about this, because you¡¯re my friend." Ling Lan¡¯s words touched the cheetah mecha operator. He suddenly had the urge to tell the other about his true identity, but the words had barely touched his lips when his grandfather¡¯s words echoed by his ear: "Little Lan 2 , you must remember, while you¡¯re studying at the scout academy of Azure, even if you meet a friend you find extremely dependable, you still cannot let them know your real identity or what you really look like. Only when you¡¯re fully 20 years old, after you¡¯ve officially be an adult ..." The cheetah mecha operator clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth ¡ª only by doing so could he push down the shame and guilt he felt to the bottom of his heart. After a long beat of silence, he finally managed to eke out two words, "Thank you!" Ling Lan knew nothing about the struggle within the cheetah mecha operator¡¯s heart right now. She was in a great mood, because she believed that with the help of the training method to increase hand speed, the cheetah mecha would definitely continue to stay here and train his basic control. With a friend by her side, training wasn¡¯t as boring as it could be. ******** In the following period of time, inside the mecha training hall, a rabbit mecha and a cheetah mecha were often seen training their basic control together, taking assessments together, studying control techniques together ... they became known as the famous rabbit-cheetah duo of the mecha training hall. The rabbit-cheetah duo¡¯s skilful and almost wlessly perfect movements attracted the respect and admiration of all the mecha newbies who walked through the mecha training hall¡¯s doors. Gradually, they gained reputation among the newbies; every one of their assessments would draw countless spectators. These spectators were witness to the birth of Ling Lan¡¯s and the other¡¯s increasingly high ranking on the leaderboard. They saw off batch after batch of old newbies, and weed group after group of fresh newbies. Due to these newbies both young and old, talk of the rabbit-cheetah duo spread even further and became even more legendary. In the end, rumours about them spread far and wide throughout the entire virtual world ¡ª saying that two experts of mecha control were unwilling to graduate from the Azure mecha training hall, because they wanted to surpass the old time and make a new record. Of course, this rumour was greeted with scorn by most people. Almost everyone thought that the rabbit-cheetah duo were obviously chasing a pipe dream ¡ª they would never be able to break the old record. This was because the current best record of the basic control assessment was set ten years ago, by none other than the god-ss operator Ling Xiao. Of course, back then, Ling Xiao still hadn¡¯t be a god-ss operator yet. Still, even so, his result wasn¡¯t something an average person could break. After repeated studies by specialists, they confirmed that Ling Xiao¡¯s result had already achieved the pinnacle of basic mecha control. Only if someone were to use mecha of special-ss and above,bined with the control skills of an ace operator or better, then there might be the low possibility of surpassing it. (Because the mecha used for basic control assessments were the most primitive three types of mecha, the crudeness of the mecha had also limited Ling Xiao¡¯s performance.) But is this possible? Everyone knew that all the mecha training hall provided were the most primitive mecha; no one could get their hands on any better mecha. So, there would never be a scenario where, using the same type of mecha, someone would be able to break Ling Xiao¡¯s record ... Ling Lan did not know that they had swept the whole virtual world into animated discussion. After she and the cheetah mecha operator had thoroughly studied and experimented with their bestial mecha, they had then switched to avian mecha, and had finally chosen humanoid mecha. When they had be fully proficient in the basic control of all three main types of mecha, Ling Lan used a humanoid mecha in the learning space to pass the tunnel mission. After she passed, the long-absent Instructor Number Three appeared once more, and this time, he immediately told Ling Lan to make preparations ¡ª tomorrow, she would officially begin following him to learn the beginner level techniques and movements. When Ling Lan heard this, she almost raised her arms and cheered; sheughed loudly three times 3 to celebrate her progress to the next stage. It should be noted that continuous training in just the basic controls was really boring and hence tiring. If she had been alone, she might have already gone ahead long ago and graduated to the real mecha world to seek out newer and more interesting pursuits. But when she saw the cheetah mecha operator practising the basic mecha controls with such a serious attitude, Ling Lan had no choice but to carry on and persist. Dammit, how could she, a mature older woman, lose to this little green spring onion of a youth before her ... (A certain pretty boy youth who had just logged off was cheering himself on at the same time: to be the strongest mecha operator in this world, he could not lose to anyone else. Since the rabbit mecha could train so tirelessly in the basic controls withoutint, then he must be able to do it too! He must hold on and persist!) It had to be said that, at times, some misunderstandings were extremely beautiful. The two of them felt that the other¡¯s attitude was very serious and very tenacious, and so they both did not want to lose to the other ... in this way, the two of them persisted together through mastering these extremely dry and boring basic mecha control exercises! Chapter 129: Missed It? Chapter 129: Missed It? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The next day, Ling Lan rushed to log on to the virtual world in her excitement. She swiftly chose her rabbit mecha and and was loaded into the mecha training hall, prepared to seek out the cheetah mecha operator to tell him the good news. Hell yeah, she could finally say bye-bye to basic control training! However, she was quickly pinned down by horror. If the mecha could faithfully mimic what Ling Lan felt at that moment, we would see the rabbit mecha shiver from head to tail, all its hairs standing on end. Apparently, Ling Lan had unwittingly turned on the mecha¡¯s viewing screen, only to be faced with tworge ck holes staring at her unblinkingly. Those ck holes were really just too dark, too dim, and too vacant, causing pins and needles to break out all over Ling Lan¡¯s scalp. "Hells, why did you have to lie down right in front of me!" raged Ling Lan, immediately jumping up to kick and punch at the other. And so a rabbit was seen waving a carrot around violently, whacking a cheetah loungingzily on the ground before it. This love-filled scene caused all the surrounding newbies to turn and look, extremely curious ¡ª what was this legendary rabbit-cheetah duo doing now? Helplessly, the cheetah used its ws to block the rabbit¡¯s tantrum, and said somewhat dully, "Stop being angry, I have something to tell you." Eh? He had something to tell her too? nkly, Ling Lan pulled back her carrot and ced it in the rabbit¡¯s mouth for safekeeping. Then, she plopped down beside the cheetah, and waited patiently for the other to speak. The cheetah was silent for a moment, before saying gloomily, "I just wanted to tell you that, I have to take the assessment and graduate today." Saying this, the cheetah was telling Ling Lan that this time, he would choose to graduate and leave the mecha training hall, and head off into the real mecha world. The cheetah mecha operator actually felt as if he were doing a great wrong to the rabbit mecha operator ¡ª if it had not been for the rabbit mecha operator, he would not have ever been able to obtain such great improvement in his mecha control. After this period of training, he now fully understood the reason why basic control was so important. He was very grateful to Ling Lan, and this gratefulness just added to his guilt for leaving first on his own. Ah? So coincidental? She was just thinking of leaving, and now the other actually needed to leave as well. In that instant, Ling Lan had the sudden feeling that the synchronicity between the two of them was really rather abnormal. "Uh ... I actually wanted to say that too ¡ª that I wanted to take the assessment and graduate." Due to surprise, Ling Lan paused for a few seconds before finally spilling the words that she had wanted to say to the cheetah mecha operator. However, this odd pause of a few seconds made the cheetah mecha operator misunderstand the situation. He thought that Ling Lan was intentionally lying to him just tofort him. Mind you, to break Ling Xiao¡¯s graduation assessment record, it was still somewhat difficult at their current skill level. The cheetah mecha operator had always thought that Ling Lan had been staying behind in the mecha training hall because she needed toplete the mission of breaking that record. At one point, he even suspected that this was a mission assigned by Ling Lan¡¯s mentor¡¯s sect ... So, when Ling Lan suddenly changed this stance of hers, saying that she wanted to take a final assessment and graduate as well, in the cheetah mecha operator¡¯s eyes, this was obviously for his sake. The made him feel touched and ashamed at the same time. Such a great teacher and good friend, but because of his promise with his grandfather, he was not able to reveal his true identity and appearance to the other ... The guilt in the cheetah mecha¡¯s heart just grew and grew, and his reluctance to leave just became stronger and stronger. "Sorry!" A torrent of emotions, and in the end he could only condense them into this mostmon of words. "I¡¯m speaking truthfully ..." Ling Lan was somewhat speechless. Dearie, you¡¯re really overthinking this. "Due to some issues in the real world, I need to leave the mecha training hall to go to the real mecha world. I¡¯m really very sorry." "Honestly, I¡¯m not lying ..." said Ling Lan moodily. Why wouldn¡¯t he believe her? "I know! Thank you!" The cheetah mecha operator abruptly cut off what Ling Lan was saying, thanked her sincerely, and then before Ling Lan could respond, he had already chosen to enter his graduation assessment ... Seeing the cheetah mecha disappear in an instant, fleeing under duress from his own perceived guilt, Ling Lan almost flipped the table in anger. Hells, that bastard! Couldn¡¯t he have listened to her properly before leaving? A long whileter, Ling Lan, who had regained herposure, suddenly burst intoughter. For the first time, she found ¡ª so the cheetah mecha operator had had such an obstinate side to him. Also, that fellow had really just been too good at letting his imagination run away with him. Still, Ling Lan could feel the stirrings of regret in her heart. After all, the cheetah mecha operator was the first person in this world who had given her the true feeling of a friend; but unfortunately, the two of them just hadn¡¯t met at the right time. Both of them were hiding their respective identities, and so, in the end, they could only be strangers with the greatest rapport. "Little Four, go take a look at his result." This time, Ling Lan did not want to go and disturb the other¡¯s assessment, especially since she knew that the other already harboured some guilty feelings towards her. Ling Lan felt that it was a bit of a pity ¡ª honestly, she really wanted to part on good terms with the cheetah mecha. Very quickly, Little Four had returned to tell her the cheetah mecha¡¯s final assessment result. His time was just 2 seconds away from Ling Xiao¡¯s record, and this result was enough to leave his mark on history as the overall fifth ce. In the end, Little Four told Ling Lan that the other¡¯s brainwaves had truly disappeared from this mission space. In other words, he had indeed left the mecha training hall¡¯s world to enter a different virtual space. Little Four asked if Ling Lan wanted to continue tracking the other to see where hended in the other virtual space, but after some thought, Ling Lan declined. It was just as she had thought earlier ¡ª the two of them had met at an inopportune time. How would they have been able to continue maintaining their friendship when they were unable to face each other with their real identities? "What a shame. If he¡¯s around, Boss, your mecha control would definitely improve even faster," Little Four would forever consider things from a perspective which benefitted Ling Lan most. "You should know that, if it¡¯s truly gold, it will definitely shine one day," said Ling Lan enigmatically. What the heck did Boss mean? Little Four was immediately struck by a wave of dizziness. He hurriedly ran a search on Boss¡¯s statement, and instantly understood. So Boss had meant that the other would never be able to escape from the palm of Boss¡¯s hand! 133t Boss owns 1 ! Flower shower 2 ! Ling Lan ignored Little Four¡¯s mistakenprehension, immediately choosing to take her final assessment. She entered the mission space belonging to her, and cheered herself on mentally: "I mustn¡¯t lose to that punk!" Countless runs of the assessment had let Ling Lan and the other experience almost every assessment map; this time, the map selected was coincidentally a map Ling Lan had run before. Ling Lan closed her eyes softly, and she could clearly visualize every obstacle of the assessment mission in her mind ... The mecha sounded thest few alerts to signify the start of the assessment. When only two seconds remained on the countdown, Ling Lan abruptly opened her eyes, and a radiant spark of light shed across her eyes. Finally, the start sound rang out, and Ling Lan¡¯s rabbit mecha could be seen rushing out like the wind. Among the irregrly moving obstacles, it was leaping and dancing freely, just like an ephemeral shadow, a y of light, sometimes visible sometimes not. Meanwhile, inside the cockpit, Ling Lan¡¯s expression was exceptionally rxed ¡ª her eyes were half-lidded, and the movements of her fingers did not give off any sense of urgency like they used to. Instead, her movements seemed almost casual, sometimes creating afterimages without conscious thought. This made her hands seem like they were performing a graceful dance, choreographing an absolutely beautiful piece of her own. Subconsciously, Ling Lan also used instantaneous preset control mode ¡ª her understanding of this map made it the obvious thing to do, so she included the preset controls without any fuss whatsoever. With that, Ling Lan had entered a sort of heavenly realm of control, causing Little Four to be both shocked and overjoyed at Ling Lan¡¯s great luck. This situation clearly proved that Boss Ling Lan¡¯s control skills were about to ascend by yet another level. Perhaps, this time, she would finally be able to achieve the lowest hand speed required by her dad ... "Congrattions, you¡¯ve sessfully created a new record! The secondary world shall nowmence a world-wide notification, please select whether to publicize your name or to remain anonymous?" Seeing that Ling Lan was still immersed in the insights she had gained in that control session, Little Four quickly helped Ling Lan choose to stay anonymous. Even though no one would be able to trace it back to Boss¡¯s real identity if they chose to publicize the name of her avatar, there would still be some risk involved. Little Four constantly took Ling Lan¡¯s words to heart, so he now knew to make sure to protect himself well first in all endeavours. Once Little Four had made the selection, within the virtual world, everyone who was online could hear a voice from the main system: Congrattions, XXX, for sessfully creating a new basic mecha control graduation result record! Each generation brings forth new talent, this stable world has finally weed a new era of change! When everyone heard this, a great furore broke out. Those who knew about the rabbit-cheetah duo were all guessing whether it was one of them who had broken the record. Some people even logged off right then in their excitement, rushing to use theirmunicators in the real world to contact their friends who were still inside the realm of the mecha training hall to find out more. However, the response they received was that their friends did not know anything either. Of the few who had been coincidentally browsing the assessment name list at the time, none had seen any sign of the rabbit mecha or the cheetah mecha. It turned out that, to ensure confidentiality, Little Four had removed Ling Lan from the list of observable assessments the moment she started her assessment. In other words, no one would have been able to see Ling Lan¡¯s assessment. Thus, the only one who knew the truth was the cheetah mecha. Frankly, when the cheetah mecha operator had heard this system announcement, his first reaction was that it must be the rabbit mecha. Following that thought, he chuckled wryly and said to himself, "So you could have graduated and left a long time ago ... Hanging out at the training hall for so long, you were probably just waiting for me. But in the end, I still let you down." In low spirits, he immediately chose to leave the mecha world. ******** In a private manor, a major-domo was patiently waiting for his young master to log off. However, as time passed and the login pod remained closed, he suddenly thought of something and leapt forward to pry open the login pod forcefully from the outside. All he saw inside, though, was a pretty young man crying silently. "Why are you crying, Young Master? Did something happen?" The major-domo was flustered. His young master was an extremely strong child ¡ª previously, when his body was in a bad condition, even if the pain was unbearable, he would still face others with a smile, never crying or showing his pain. The pretty young man opened his eyes; his typically bright and steady gaze now seemed a bit lost and confused. Just as the major-domo was about to ask, the pretty youth suddenly spoke, "Major-domo, why did grandpa insist that I can only tell others my real identity and appearance after I turn twenty? Just why?" If it weren¡¯t for this promise, he would not have chosen to leave the rabbit mecha operator. Then, he wouldn¡¯t have to feel this heartache ¡ª so losing a friend was such a painful thing. The major-domo opened and closed his mouth several times, but in the end he could only recite that old fallback, "Young Master, you¡¯ll find outter on!" "Later on? Hehe, sometimes, what¡¯s missed is missed, gone forever ... Major-domo, do you know? Just earlier, I¡¯ve missed what should have been my most important best friend in this life!" said the pretty boy 3 amidst bitterughter, his tears spilling over silently once more. His expression was pained, and it was overshadowed with a deep sadness for not being able to control his own destiny. It was only at this time that he was truly acting like the 13 year old kid he was. Chapter 130: Its Been Tough On You! Chapter 130: It¡¯s Been Tough On You! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan had broken her dad Ling Xiao¡¯s basic control graduation record. This greatly surprised Ling Lan ¡ª despite her joy, she knew very well that this was the result of a fortuitous ident. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that she had been familiar with this assessment map, she would not have been confident enough to use the instantaneous preset control mode. And then, to stumble by chance into the extremely rare Celestial Realm ... her results were actually about the same as the cheetah mecha operator¡¯s ¡ª at most, her best performance would have just beaten his by one second. All we can say is that as a time-traveller, she had been given a direct hack by the God of Time Travel. Still, this hack had caused Ling Lan¡¯s control ability and hand speed to ascend by yet another level. Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but sigh in awe at how unfairly intense the Celestial Realm hack was ¡ª actually pushing her abilities up by one level immediately. In order to fully absorb and master her new hand speed as well as the control realm brought on by the Celestial Realm, Ling Lan immediately chose to iste herself. She headed straight into the learning space to soak in her new insights. The Celestial Realm did not bestow this increase in ability to a person directly; it only temporarily brought out a person¡¯s best possible state at that moment in time. To really obtain these ability gains, it all depended on one¡¯s effort in understanding and reflection, to seriously learn these new limits and make them one¡¯s own. Otherwise, as more time passed, the insights given by the Celestial Realm would drift away with the wind, leaving no trace behind. At that time, one¡¯s control ability and hand speed would revert to its original state. Ling Lan spent over a month taking in these insights within the learning space, but outside, only a few hours had passed. When Ling Lan finally stepped out from the virtual login pod, the aura of her body had changed slightly. The initially frigid and somewhat pressing air around her had diminished a little, no longer feeling as cold as before. Over the past few years, as Ling Lan¡¯sbat ability grew stronger and stronger, the endless killing missions in the learning space had caused the killing intent around her to be thicker and thicker. If Little Four hadn¡¯t tried his best to help her suppress this blood-soaked killing intent, her ssmates who were slightly weaker wouldn¡¯t have been able to approach her at all. And even if Qi Long and the others got close, they would only be able to stand up straight with difficulty, they wouldn¡¯t be able to move. Of course, if that had happened, Ling Lan would certainly fall under the suspicion of the academy teachers and the monitoring military personnel. After all, the students in grades one to three shouldn¡¯t have had any real battle experience; only starting from the fourth grade would they be sent out on hunting assignments. How could a child who had never seen true bloodshed possess such a thick blood-red killing intent? However, as Ling Lan¡¯s killing intent grew even thicker and thicker, Little Four also found it harder and harder to hold it back. In the end, a little bit of it escaped, but fortunately, at that time, Ling Lan was going through her icy ckface period. Therefore, even if she emanated a cold aura that chilled the hearts of others, it was still somewhat exinable. This had let Ling Lan safely avoid the suspicion of the military monitors once more. Little Four was the first to sense the ebbing of Ling Lan¡¯s icy air. He instantly threw confetti into the air in celebration. He had been so worried that if the killing intent continued to increase, he would not have been able to hold it back any longer. It had been on the brink of happening ¡ª but now, they had dodged a bullet once again. In a great mood, Ling Lan indulged herself with a great feast. Her title of ¡¯glutton¡¯ had never changed, and she was even eating more than before. However, by now, Ling Lan¡¯s mum, Lan Luofeng, had already gotten used to the sight of her daughter guzzling down food like a ck hole. This was normal. The day when Ling Lan ate less ¡ª now that would be a catastrophe, a sign that the Armageddon had arrived. ******* Several days passed, and Ling Lan, having received some great news, was rather distracted. She actually began to drift off inside the learning space, mind busily calcting the passing rate of time outsidepared to time inside the learning space. This ¡¯physically here but mentally elsewhere¡¯ behaviour thoroughly enraged Instructor Number Three, who had been in the middle of teaching Ling Lan some F-grade 1 mecha moves. He immediately kicked Ling Lan out of the mecha training space, sending her to stare nkly alone in the great hall of the learning space. Hells, if she didn¡¯t want to learn, then he didn¡¯t want to teach either! Instructor Number Three¡¯s tsundere 2 side was triggered! However, there was a legitimate reason for Ling Lan¡¯s inattentiveness today. It was because in the Central Scout Academy, a course that she had been anticipating for a long time was finally here ¡ª outdoor hunting. This outdoor hunting wasn¡¯t just running around in a forest ¡ª using slingshots to shoot at wild chickens and wild ducks ¡ª that sort of boring thing. No. It was a full three months of wilderness survival training on some random primitive. Of course, they were still only 10 year old kids, so the academy would not throw them straight off into some terrifying hell-hole to hunt. At most, they would only be sent to an area with some elementary-ss wild beasts with lowbat ability for training. At Ling Lan¡¯s current level of strength, handling those low-level beasts with trash strength was really not much different than killing wild chickens and ducks to her. But ... that was not the main point. The main point was that they were going to another. This meant that Ling Lan would finally be able to take a ride on a spaceship like in the stories she had read ¡û This was the true reason for Ling Lan¡¯s excitement. Darling, did you get that? In short, our country bumpkin Ling Lan could finally ride a real starship to take a trip into space. So, she just had no way of staying calm. It¡¯s just like when we were in primary school, and the teacher had announced a field trip for the first time, we would have been so worked up and excited that we would not be able to sleep the night before ... The moment Ling Lan saw she had been kicked out of the mecha learning space, without even thinking about it, she immediately exited the learning space. She lifted themunicator by her pillow to look at the time. Er ... it¡¯s still too early, only about 4 a.m. in the morning ... But Ling Lan just couldn¡¯t sleep anymore. She climbed out of bed, put on hermunicator, and checked her luggage once more: Weapons: Two maic alloy daggers! To the outside world, Ling Lan had always been a right-handed weapon wielder, but in truth, she was better at wielding weapons with her left hand than her right. This dual-wielding ability had been trained under Instructor Number Five ¡ª Number Five had said that, a trump that is hidden will always be one¡¯s strongest trump card. Rumour had it that this time, the academy would actually give everyone a beam gun as an emergency backup; the students had all begun learning how to use beam guns since they were in third grade. Ling Lan¡¯s shooting skills were not bad, but they definitely weren¡¯t top-tier. On this front, both Han Jijyun and Lin Zhong-qing were clearly better than her ¡ª their sheer natural talent in shooting was astounding. Thus, this time, she also brought along an extremely covert weapon ¡ª a bracelet specially prepared for her by Chambein Ling Qin. Ling Lan carefully ced the bracelet on her right wrist. She looked at the metallic sheen of its deep ck colour,mon-looking yet serving a suitably decorative purpose, and nodded in satisfaction. This was indeed that ultra-strong, unbreakable, ultra-thin rope that Chambein Ling Qin had used during in that ambush several years ago. It was an indispensable tool for killing people, crossing distances, and rock climbing. With this at hand, Ling Lan would be able to handle certain difficult situations with ease. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s bag was mostly filled with nutrient solutions of varying vours (the results of her research), recovery fluids, and first-aid medications. At this time, she was somewhat annoyed ¡ª oh why couldn¡¯t the learning spacee with some storage functions? If it did, then she would have been able to bring enough of all the things she might need, and wouldn¡¯t have to fret about what she should and shouldn¡¯t bring. Because all these things would have to be with them at all times, if they brought more than what they would be able to bear, their hunting ability would decline sharply. At that point, they wouldn¡¯t be the ones hunting anymore, rather, they would be hunted by the wild beasts instead. Ling Lan also did not forget to bring some changes of clothes. At this moment, she was atypically d that she was a fake man. Because she had been injected with suppression shots, her body was in an undeveloped state. Thus, she didn¡¯t have to worry at all about menstruation or any of the other host of embarrassing issues rted to puberty. And from that, she also wouldn¡¯t have to worry about being endangered by these problems in the outdoors either, things like attracting attacks from the wild beasts due to the stench of blood ... Just like that, after much study and much cutting down, she finallypleted her packing. By this time, the sky was already fully bright. Ling Lan took a quick shower, and then walked out of her room in high spirits. ******** When Ling Lan arrived at the ssroom of grade 4 Special ss-A, she found that she was one of thest few to arrive. It looked like she wasn¡¯t the only one who was excited. "Boss Lan, over here, over here!" An energetic voice rang out from a corner of the ssroom. Without even having to lift her head, Ling Lan could already tell who it was. The only people who would yell out to her so passionately ¡ª other than Qi Long, there was only Lin Zhong-qing. Qi Long¡¯s voice was louder, however, so his voice was still quite distinctive. After following Qi Long around for two years, Lin Zhong-qing had lost almost all of his initial gloomy personality. Instead, he was as enthusiastic and full of smiles as he had been at the start of school, when he had served her for one month. However, Ling Lan knew very well that this was just a facade Lin Zhong-qing was holding up against the outside world; inside, it wasn¡¯t that simple. Still, Ling Lan did not caution Qi Long and the others about this. It was up to them to decide their own rtionships ¡ª whether good or bad, only they themselves would know. Ling Lan lifted her head to look, and saw Lin Zhong-qing standing by his seat, waving at her. Ling Lan walked over with an indifferent expression. As a girl, she really had no clue how to interact with these little boys, and so could only use this sort of macho-cool image to handle the situation. In any case, this group of kids seemed to be eating it up. "Boss Lan, I¡¯ve bought you breakfast," said Lin Zhong-qing, smiling, as he passed over a box on the table. Ling Lan swept a look over the scene, and saw that Han Jijyun and Luo Lang were both sitting at their own ces with identical boxes, eating delicately. Seated on top of his desk, Qi Long was also holding a box, and was wolfing down its contents unreservedly. Looks like Lin Zhong-qing hadn¡¯t just prepared breakfast for her. Ling Lan epted the box and opened it. It turned out to be the golden soup dumplings 3 which were extremely hard to get within the academy. It looked like Lin Zhong-qing had gone to the canteen super early to line up just to get these ¡ª he had truly put in a lot of effort. Ling Lan used her chopsticks to prod at the soup dumplings in her lunch box, and said coolly, " It¡¯s been tough on you! 4 " Though Ling Lan had said this almost casually, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s face was painted with a trace of pleasant surprise. Even the ravenously eating Qi Long behind him raised his head in surprise, surreptitiously using an elbow to nudge Lin Zhong-qing lightly, congratting him for finally getting acknowledgement from Boss Lan. He used a full two years, only to get this simple sentence ... Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s mind was a mixed bag of emotions ¡ª for a moment, he actually wasn¡¯t sure whether he was happy or resentful ... Right then, a ssmate suddenly rushed into the ssroom, obviously emotional, shouting, "Big news! Big news!" Wu Jiong and Ye Xu had been chatting at one side. When they heard this cry, they jerked, and quickly turned to look at the student who had shouted. "It¡¯s likely that our outdoor hunting course this time may be cancelled ..." The moment the student entered, he shared the bad news with everyone. This caused all the students to be anxious ¡ª they had already waited for this day for so long, could everything be cancelled at thest moment? "What happened exactly? And where did you hear this news?" Seeing that Qi Long had no intentions of asking, Wu Jiong had no choice but to speak up himself and ask. Chapter 131: Planet Azure Chapter 131: Azure Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Qi Long was the spokesperson for Ling Lan¡¯s group ¡ª since Qi Long did not ask, that meant Ling Lan¡¯s group had no interest in the proceedings. But just because Ling Lan¡¯s group had no interest did not mean that Wu Jiong himself was not interested. "I heard that the seventh grade virtual world barrier-crossing award was taken away by the academy of another. When the dean found out, he was really, really angry, so he called an emergency meeting now with all the teachers." The student informant had a dejected expression on his face; he too had been eagerly anticipating the extracurricr activity this time. "Now it looks like there won¡¯t be time for them to take us hunting outdoors." The student informant had answered so readily and in so much detail, because the one who asked had been Wu Jiong. He was the team leader of one of the three major teams in ss-A, after all. If the student could gain Wu Jiong¡¯s favour and thus get the opportunity to join his team, then he would be set. Although there were quite a few other established teams in ss-A, there were only three teams which the currently still teamless students really wanted to join. As Li Yingjie¡¯s team was now full, his was out ¡ª but the few remaining slots on the other two teams were being eyed closely by those students. Ling Lan¡¯s team was very strict in their requirements, due to having only one final slot left. Everyone knew that, to enter Ling Lan¡¯s team, the difficulty level was scarily high ¡ª not only did one¡¯s talent have to be exceptional, one also had to be some sort of an all-rounder. Those who knew their own limitations decisively put their sights on Wu Jiong¡¯s team. At the very least, Wu Jiong¡¯s requirement for joining was not as high as Ling Lan¡¯s team¡¯s. And furthermore, his team had two slots remaining, so no matter what, the chances for sess were naturally much higher. This caused Wu Jiong¡¯s team to receive much more attention than Ling Lan¡¯s team in ss-A. "Which¡¯s scout academy managed to pull that off?" asked Ye Xu, extremely curious. "It was Azure!" The student informant¡¯s answer stunned all the students in the ss. Azure was a third-rate ¡ª the resources they had there were N-levels worse than theirs here ... could it be that an unparalleled prodigy had appeared there? When Li Yingjie, who had initially been unconcerned by the discussion, heard the term Azure¡¯, his face paled drastically, as if thinking of something. He hurriedly asked, "Do you know who the people who crossed the barrier were?" A team was necessary to pass the barrier mission, which was why Li Yingjie asked this question. The student informant shook his head regretfully, "I only overheard these few things when I passed by two teachers discussing the issue on the way here. I heard that the Azure students pushed through the barrier before 5am this morning, sessfully bing the first team to pass the barrier mission this year. After that, I didn¡¯t dare to stay back and listen anymore, so I¡¯m not clear on who those people are." "For the details, the teachers would probably know." The other students also began noisily discussing the matter. Right then, a clear voice rang out from the ssroom door, "That¡¯s right, I indeed do know ..." It turned out that their Special ss-A homeroom teacher Cheng Yuanhang had arrived. "Good day, Teacher Cheng!" Seeing Cheng Yuanhang enter the ssroom, all the students obediently returned to their seats. They then stood primly at attention and greeted their teacher. Cheng Yuanhang indicated for the students to sit down, and then he announced, "I have two things to tell you all. Firstly, do not worry, the original ns for outdoor hunting will not change. We will be leaving today as nned!" Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s words caused the entire ss to cheer in unison; mind you, they had been waiting a really long time for this day. "However, this time round, your hunting quota and difficulty level will be much harderpared to that of the previous years. All of this will depend on your performance on the field, even the smallest quota must be more than half times more than the previous years¡¯ quota." Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s following words raised a furore among the ss-A students ¡ª what was the meaning of this? "In other words, your ss¡¯s outdoor hunting duration will be extended to 5 or 6 months ..." added Cheng Yuanhang. This drew a new wave of indignant objections from the students ¡ª yes, they had wanted to experience the thrill of some bloody sport, but they had never wanted to remain butchers for so long on a primitive! "Teacher, why did you all decide to make things this way?" asked Ye Xu angrily. This way of doing things was obviously a little unfair by academy standards. In the academy, it was permitted to raise objections, as long as you backed it up with logic and, of course, strength. "Why?" Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s expression darkened. He mmed his palm onto his desk, the loud noise instantly silencing the mouring students in the ss. The ssroom became dead silent. "Ever since our Central Scout Academy was established, we have never once lost the seventh grade virtual world barrier-crossing award, but this year, we lost it. Before we could pass the barrier mission, the scout academy of the distant third-rate Azure broke through it ... This is a disgrace for our Central Scout Academy, and also a disgrace upon you all ..." At this point, Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s tone eased slightly, "Have you all considered the reason? Why we failed? Is it because we have been blinded by the glories of our past, so we did not see the relentless pursuit of the other scout academies? Today, at the group meeting of the academy teachers, what the dean said was right ¡ª we thrive by strife and die by leisure! If we do not wake up, our Central Scout Academy will lose its former glory, and be eliminated by the changing of the times." "So, we¡¯ve decided to take this experience to heart and no longer take it easy ... So, congrattions, from now onwards, you all shall receive the full force of our education. We won¡¯t let you all have time to think of any nonsense ... we will make sure to squeeze out every bit oftent potential you have in you." Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s words caused a chill to settle deep in the bones of the students; it felt as if a great cmity was upon them. Ling Lan propped up her chin with one hand, a trace of a smile on her lips. She had long felt that the academy was setting their overall standards too low for the students. This was also one of the reasons why her strength just kept getting further and further from that of these children. Luckily, Qi Long and the others had been hanging around her, and so had not been held back by the academy¡¯s education standards. Still, Ling Lan also understood the academy¡¯s caution. After all, at this age, the children were still growing ¡ª if they went overboard with training, it may cause long-term damage to their bodies. The academy did not dare gamble with that. "So that¡¯s why we will be getting additional training on all fronts." Wu Jiong understood now. He threw a nce at the pleased look on Ling Lan¡¯s face, and somehow understood a bit better why the other was so exceptional. His training load was probably much much more than theirs ... if that was really the case, then he too would not lose to the other. "Yes, from now on, the Central Scout Academy shall increase the mission load of every grade by two times or more. If the seventh grade of next year loses again, then we¡¯ll continue increasing the load," dered Cheng Yuanhang with a cold smile. This was the academy¡¯s decision. If they wanted to have better days, then they would have to hope that next year¡¯s seventh grade would do better. "Teacher Cheng, do you know exactly which people were on that team which passed the barrier mission?" Li Yingjie could hold back no longer, speaking up to ask what he was most concerned about. Cheng Yuanhang stared at him with a half-smile. Li Yingjie felt as if his thoughts had been read by the teacher, but he really wanted to know the answer. If his elder cousin brother was among those people, that would mean that his hopes of recing his cousin as the first inheritor in line was almost impossible. "You don¡¯t have to concern yourself over this. All you need to do is work hard toplete the assignments given by the academy." Cheng Yuanhang did not give a straight answer, instead advising Li Yingjie to focus on his own issues. "I only want to know whether there is someone called Li Mn 1 among them," asked Li Yingjie doggedly. Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s brows furrowed. He nced at the somewhat emotional Li Yingjie, and thought for a moment before saying, "There was indeed one person with the surname Li." Li Yingjie¡¯s face drained of colour in an instant, but then Cheng Yuanhang continued to say, "But I remember that that person was called Li Lanfeng 2 !" "Li Lanfeng?! It¡¯s fine if it¡¯s not him." Li Yingjie¡¯s face regained its usualplexion. If it wasn¡¯t the name that he feared it would be, then it didn¡¯t matter who broke past the barrier. "Alright, if there are no questions, everyone follow me to the za to assemble," said Cheng Yuanhang, seeing that the students were mostly settled. With that, he brought the grade four ss-A students to the central za of the Central Scout Academy. Along the way, jet-rollers filled the skies ¡ª everyone was riding their jet-rollers to follow their homeroom teachers to the central za. Ling Lan thought to herself, perhaps this was why jet-rollers were prized so highly in the academy ¡ª when it came to this sort of mass movement, it would have been rather inefficient without the help of jet-rollers. At this moment, there were already quite a lot of people at the za. All the grade four students would be going out to hunt today; only the areas they were assigned to were different. Ling Lan abruptly noticed that the quiet skies directly above the za were filled with countless small shuttle-like spaceships. This scene made Ling Lan feel once again as if she were inside a science fiction world ... well, fine, her whole existence right now was totally a science fiction. Ling Lan saw something that wasn¡¯t usually here around the za ¡ª there were severalrge hovering tforms. Right then, on some of the tforms, there were already some students who had arrived earlier. From the tforms, the students were boarding those little spaceships one by one. Once everyone was inside, the doors of the spaceship would close, turning it into an airtight elliptical shuttle. Then, with a whoosh, the spaceship would zoom off. That instantaneous burst of speed was definitely as high as 0.5 mach. Cheng Yuanhang brought them to a tform rtively taller and wider than the rest. The moment all the students were on the tform, arge red-painted spaceship flew over and stopped before them. On the body of the spaceship, the words ¡¯Central Scout Academy Special ss-A¡¯ were actually painted on it. Ling Lan sweatdropped ¡ª did ss-A even have its own exclusive spaceship? Looks like the academy had really invested a lot in making sure the students felt the distinction of being strong. The interior of the spaceship was veryrge. There were three round tables in the centre, and positioned angrly around each of the tables were six padded armchairs. The other seats were all scattered haphazardly around the threerge round tables. Clearly, the academy also wanted to emphasize the elevated status of the strong even within the ss itself, pushing the concept of survival of the fittest to the very max. The students lined up and boarded the ship in an organised fashion. Those students who entered first but were not from the three major teams all consciously left the seats around the three tables open. Ling Lan was the first member of the three major teams to enter. With one look, she gleaned what this arrangement was all about. Without any reservations, she sat in one of the armchairs around one of the tables; Qi Long and the others of her team followed her lead and sat around the same table. This was their position. Within the scout academy, there was no such thing as giving way out of modesty; to do so would just invite contempt. Chapter 132: Thoroughly Convinced! Chapter 132: Thoroughly Convinced! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Wu Jiong, who entered soon after, looked at Ling Lan seated on the right, and with a smile, he moved to sit at the round table to the left of Ling Lan¡¯s. Ye Xu and the other members of his team followed him. It had to be said that the positions Ling Lan and Wu Jiong had chosen were the best of the three tables. Their tables were positioned closest to the big screen, while the position of the other table was obviously not as good as theirs, its line of sight being partially blocked by them. The spaceship¡¯s screen disyed the scenery outside. The passengers could enjoy drinks while viewing the scenery outside; Ling Lan, who was extremely curious about everything, would naturally be unwilling to get a lesser seat. Han Jijyun seemed to be very familiar with spaceships. He tugged on the arm of Lin Zhong-qing, who was also staring around in awe like a country bumpkin, indicating for him to follow him. From who knows where, they found some iced canned drinks, and together they brought the drinks over to the rest of Ling Lan¡¯s group. This caused the other children to look on in envy, but they did not dare to follow suit. Having never set foot on a spaceship before, they really were unsure where they could get those drinks, and there were no service staff or customer service etcetera on hand to help them. If they messed up and caused some trouble by any chance ... that would be troublesome. Ling Lan used her the pad of her index finger to rub gently in a circle around the top of her can, luxuriating in the chill given off by the body of the can. Although the weather now wasn¡¯t extremely hot, being able to enjoy a cool refreshing drink like this was still a true pleasure. Ling Lan nced at Han Jijyun, who was currently talking with Qi Long. Sensing her stare, Han Jijyun turned to look and saw Ling Lan looking at him. So, he raised the drink in his hand and gave it a slight shake in her direction. Moreover, his expression was somewhat teasing in nature. Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked. "Your family¡¯s intelligence is very urate, eh?" A light shed through Han Jijyun¡¯s eyes, and his lips split into a quick grin. Shamelessly, he said, "Boss, isn¡¯t this all just to serve you better?" Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help butugh. She held onto the can in her hand, and raised it to knock lightly against the other¡¯s canned drink, signalling her eptance. The two of them lifted their heads in unison and took a drink. Their eyes met ¡ª everything that needed to be said was conveyed in silence. Ling Lan knew very well that, with these actions, Han Jijyun was telling her which stratum he came from ... the Intelligence Agency? What a scheming brat. If Little Four had not gathered detailed information on all of them early on and passed it to her, Han Jijyun¡¯s subtle hint this time might have really just flown over her head. Is it because some things just can¡¯t be said out loud? Especially with his special family background, Han Jijyun was clearly much more ¡¯ck-bellied¡¯ 1 than before. Looks like cultivating him into the team¡¯s brain would not be a problem. ******** Han Jijyun was satisfied; the smile on his lips deepened. This once again proved that Boss Ling Lan was an intelligent person that only needed a small hint to understand everything. This time, by bringing out the drinks ¡ª firstly, he wanted to tell Ling Lan about his family situation; and secondly, it was out of a small selfish wish to test Ling Lan. Originally, Han Jijyun had acknowledged Ling Lan as bossrgely because of his childhood friend Qi Long. Because Qi Long was determined to follow Ling Lan with all his heart, as his best mate, Han Jijyun could only bite the bullet and follow him. As they grew up year by year, Han Jijyun asked himself more than once ¡ª could he really follow Ling Lan with all his heart like Qi Long, acknowledging him as his boss? Han Jijyun knew very well that if he could not be truly sincere in his loyalty, forcing it would eventually lead to a split one day due to a conflict of interest. If that happened, both sides would be hurt, so he might as well make things clear now and rebuild their rtionship. Perhaps then, their rtionship could be more permanent. Han Jijyun did not deny that Ling Lan¡¯s strength was extraordinary ¡ª in terms ofbat, he had never seen anyone else as talented as Ling Lan ¡ª it was like he was a peerless prodigy born for the sole purpose of fighting. This was also the reason why Qi Long was so deathly loyal to Ling Lan; as a battle maniac, of course he would idolize this unparalleledbat genius. But Han Jijyun knew that he wasn¡¯t like Qi Long; he wasn¡¯t that obsessed withbat. Compared to fighting, he much preferred studying all kinds of space campaigns. The various unusual space strategies drew him inpletely, and he was also deeply interested in starshipmand. Thus, Ling Lan would not be able to receive his submission with justbat ability alone. Han Jijyun liked to use his head, so he hoped to find someone who could out-think him to submit to. However, in these past few years, Ling Lan¡¯s cool attitude towards Lin Zhong-qing made Han Jijyun feel that Ling Lan was not a simple person. Han Jijyun understood that Ling Lan must know that Lin Zhong-qing was not simply what he appeared to be, which was why she was treating him so coldly. Han Jijyun had sensed Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s duplicity because of his experience from staying by his father all those years before he came to school. Still, as long as Lin Zhong-qing did not do anything to harm them, he also would not be mean and expose him. In any case, the matter of Lin Zhong-qing proved that Ling Lan was definitely not a simple-minded person. This made Han Jijyun extremely happy, even starting to feel that following Ling Lan just like this wasn¡¯t too bad after all. However, it still wasn¡¯t enough to secure his full loyalty. In order to resolve this matter as soon as possible, he intentionally arranged this hintden scene. If Ling Lan did not catch the hint, of course Han Jijyun would not give up so easily ¡ª he would give Ling Lan three chances. If Ling Lan did not sense anything for all three times, then he could only regretfully tell Ling Lan about his position. Unexpectedly, Ling Lan¡¯s response was so rapid that he was rather shocked ¡ª this truly proved that he and Qi Long had not chosen the wrong boss. At the very first hint, Ling Lan had got it, even using doublespeak to point out his background. He was thoroughly convinced now. This proved that Ling Lan was very likely much more astute than he had thought ... The final clinking of cans was his promise to Ling Lan that he, Han Jijyun, would only recognise Ling Lan as boss in this life from now on, with no more reservations. Ling Lan had not known that Han Jijyun had been struggling over this issue. Frankly, she had never taken Qi Long¡¯s and Han Jijyun¡¯s acknowledgements as boss too seriously, thinking that these were just the yful words of children. What she didn¡¯t know was that the children of this world all matured way too early; they took their promises extremely seriously, and would never break them easily. ******** Ling Lan¡¯s and Wu Jiong¡¯s teams each took one round table; when Li Yingjie finally showed up near the end, he saw that the two best spots had been taken by Ling Lan and Wu Jiong, and red angrily at them. But in the end, he could do nothing but sit down sulkily at the round table behind them. Who asked him to arrive sote? There was really nothing he could say about not getting a good spot. Cheng Yuanhang swiftly did a head count, confirming that all the students of his ss had boarded the ship. Only then did he inform the spaceship pilot to depart for the spaceport. This leg of the journey took about one hour. Ling Lan was slightly disappointed in the scenery along the way. It was okay at the beginning, when they could look down at the entire Central Scout Academy campus ¡ª Ling Lan was once again awed at just how vast the academy was. It was so unbelievably amazing, almost asrge as a special-ss city. But once they were high up in the air, other than white clouds there were just more white clouds. In the end, Ling Lan lost all interest in looking at the scenery, instead half reclining in her armchair with her eyes closed to rest for a bit. They arrived at the spaceport not a second over their estimated arrival time. All of the students got off the spaceship in an organised fashion, and saw that they were now in an endlesslyrge spaceport. Standing at its centre looking out, one would feel as if this spaceport was vast beyond imagining. There were over ten thousand starships stopped by the gates of the port. From one gate to another, walking would require around one hour ¡ª if one goes to the wrong gate by mistake, it would be difficult to change to the right gate in time. Of course, the federal government was smart, so they made sure that countless transit trains dedicated to the various gates would appear here. Their teacher led them to board the hover train dedicated to gate 117. The transit was quick; Ling Lan and the others arrived at their destination within 5 minutes. When they got off this time, Ling Lan saw that a colossal and fearsome-looking cone-shaped starship was parked at gate 117. The missile heads bared to the outside proved that this was a weaponised starship, definitely not a leisure cruiser for citizen usage. The scars left on its body by missiles just drove the point home that this was no simple starship. Ling Lan cast a curious look at the teacher Cheng Yuanhang at the front, wondering how he had found such a fearsome starship. Mind you, this kind of battle-experienced starship couldn¡¯t possibly belong to the scout academy. Cheng Yuanhang led the students into the starship. At the main door, a strong man stood ramrod straight. Although he wasn¡¯t dressed in military uniform, Ling Lan could still clearly sense the stamp of the military on him. It was as if the unsatisfied bloody killing intent freshly back from the battlefield still lingered around him. "Old Lian, I didn¡¯t think it¡¯d be you. We¡¯ll be troubling you this time." Cheng Yuanhang was extremely warm towards the other, and his tone had a clear thread of respect. "Haha ... Little Cheng, what are you saying? As long as I¡¯m free, I just love epting assignments from your academy. Many of my brother subordinates are from your ce, you cultivated them well!" said Old Lian with a boisterousugh, pping a hand on Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s shoulders. That said, he pulled Cheng Yuanhang aside subtly, and asked quietly, "Give me some hint. Of the students you¡¯ve brought this time, how many are you satisfied with?" Speechless, Cheng Yuanhang red at him, "Don¡¯t even think about it. They¡¯re still kids." As if having been caught harbouring some ulterior motives, Old Lian chuckled awkwardly. He did not dare to say anything further, hurriedly turning to order his subordinates in a loud voice to bring Cheng Yuanhang and his students to their waiting room. Seeing the students disperse, Cheng Yuanhang surreptitiously pulled Old Lian aside, and indicated for the other to look in Wu Jiong¡¯s direction. "That Wu Jionges from a military elite family. You should know his grandfather, that support pir of the military Wu family." Old Lian stuck his tongue out, gasping in surprise, "Who¡¯d have guessed that is his grandson? He should probably be the most talented one of your bunch then." "He¡¯s not!" said Cheng Yuanhang curtly. He pointed out Qi Long and Ling Lan, and said quietly, "That boy with the silly grin, the one that¡¯s speaking so brashly ... his talent is definitely no less than Wu Jiong, perhaps even better. He¡¯s called Qi Long. In fact, his father isn¡¯t a simple character either. Qi Yaoyang, you should know him, right?" "Of course I know! That¡¯s the strongest ace operator of our Third Division mecha operators. I heard that he¡¯s about to advance to be an imperial operator this time, but who knows if that¡¯s true ..." Old Lian was rather tongue-tied in his shock; the backgrounds of these kids were frankly quite frightening. "Well, it¡¯s about time for him to ascend. At the beginning, he purposely held back and dyed his advancement just so he could be deployed sessfully. After these past few years, he probably won¡¯t be able to hold back any longer." As Cheng Yuanhang had a direct line to the academy dean, his information was generally quite reliable. Chapter 133: Sparring! Chapter 133: Sparring! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Although we¡¯ll lose a great warrior on the battlefield, the Federation will gain an extra measure of deterrent power. I wouldn¡¯t want to see something like what happened to Major General Ling Xiao happen again." As Old Lian said this, his expression was overcast with shadows. Till now, he just could not understand ¡ª for that inconsequential battle, why had they sent out an IN mecha, the Federation¡¯s ultimate weapon, so randomly? Even more hrious was the fact that a god-ss operator, so prized by the Federation, had actually been killed so easily by the enemy nation¡¯s trap ... Had the personnel of the Federal Intelligence Agency all gone to eat sh*t? Every time he thought of the matter, rage would burn hotly in his heart. He really wanted to f*ck up those idiots who hade up with this strategy ... if the Premier Head of State hadn¡¯t immediately apprehended those people for questioning, the Federation soldiers would very likely have stormed into the military to drag out all those involved and put a bullet into their brains before being appeased. "Stop bringing up sad history. What happened with Major General Ling Xiao is a thorn in all the hearts of us people in the Federation." Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s expression dimmed. Even though ten years had passed since that incident, the citizens of the Federation still could not ept this cruel reality. Cheng Yuanhang looked towards Ling Lan in the distance, and hisplexion improved. Rallying his spirits, he said, "Those two kids I mentioned, though their talent is great, and their strength is also sufficient, still, they aren¡¯t the strongest in my ss ..." This one in a million prodigy could perhaps remedy their pain one day. These words of Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s flustered Old Lian. "Ah ... they still aren¡¯t the best?" He pped a hand onto Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s shoulder roughly, and said with envy, "You little punk, how are you so lucky? The first time taking a ss, and you get such exceptional young prodigies." Cheng Yuanhang said proudly, "Don¡¯t you see what ss I¡¯m leading? .... It¡¯s Special ss-A which has gathered all the top talent within the Federation!" There was a radiant light in his eyes ¡ª thinking back, when the dean had first told him the news, he had almost been overwhelmed with joy and surprise. "Already said you have the devil¡¯s own luck," huffed Old Lian. Cheng Yuanhang pretended he heard nothing, turning to point at Ling Lan, who was currently motionlessly observing theyout of the starship, and said, "There, that¡¯s the one. He¡¯s who I¡¯m referring to. His name is Ling Lan. What do you think? Not bad, right?" Old Lian peered intently at Ling Lan for a moment, and then could not help but rub his chin excitedly. He nodded and said, "Hn, not bad. I like that alert gaze of his. A very level-headed little fellow, isn¡¯t he? No matter how curious and excited he is, he¡¯s still putting his own safety first ¡ª it¡¯s obvious that he¡¯s trying to memorize our military formations." "It¡¯s not just that. This kid¡¯sbat ability is also a level beyond the others. Putting it bluntly, this kid, other thancking some physical strength, on all other fronts, the men below you ... will most likely be no match for him." Cheng Yuanhang had full confidence in Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities ¡ª his tone was sure when he said this. "How could this be?" Old Lian could believe that Ling Lan¡¯s talent was exceptional, but he definitely could not believe this im of Cheng Yuanhang¡¯s. He felt that Cheng Yuanhang was just praising his own wares ... think about it. A little brat of not even 10 years of age, no matter how insanely talented he was or how quickly he picked upbat, should still be unable to beat the battle-experienced veterans under him. "Don¡¯t believe me? If there¡¯s a chance, just let your subordinates try him," suggested Cheng Yuanhang with a half-smile. He was obviously telling Old Lian that they were the real deal ¡ª real gold did not fear the test of fire. Old Lian descended into a thoughtful silence. He pulled at his jaw, looking at Ling Lan with a contemtive gaze ... ******** On the starship, six people were assigned to one room. So, Ling Lan¡¯s team directly applied to stay together. Besides Ling Lan¡¯s team, all the other teams also chose to do the same. It wasn¡¯t long before the starship disengaged from the navigation frame, and officially departed. Very quickly, they left the spaceport behind for the endless starry skies. This time, their space journey would take seven days for them to arrive at their destination. At the beginning, the students were still in an excited state. Eagerly watching the starry skies go by, time seemed to pass rather quickly. But after two consecutive days of the same thing, their excitement slowly waned and they calmed down. The monotonous scenery could no longer hold the children¡¯s attention; the students, who were used to the hustle and bustle of campus life, began to feel bored and restless. As if sensing the children¡¯s boredom, the starship captain suddenly announced that a sparring match would be held between the students and the starship¡¯s crew. This reignited the students¡¯ excitement ¡ª besides sparring with other students and sometimes the teachers in the academy, the students had really never fought any other adults before. Every child had their dreams of bing strong. They too wanted to know how wide the gap was between them and grown adults in terms ofbat ability. Qi Long was a pure battle maniac ¡ª hearing this news, he immediately dragged Ling Lan and the others to thebat room to watch the fights. Of course, he also intended to go fight a match for himself. There was an extremely spaciousbat room inside the starship. Ling Lan noticed that the walls of thebat room were made of highly resistant metalposite steel tes. Anything below 1 tonne 1 of strength would not leave a mark on them; this was definitely a room which could let fighters fight as hard as they liked ... Cold sweat beaded on Ling Lan¡¯s forehead. It looked like the crew members of this starship were all battle maniacs, otherwise they would not have specially used such an expensive and precious metal just to make abat room. By the time Ling Lan and the others got there, in thebat room, there had already been quite a few students who had sparred with the starship¡¯s crew members. Although the ss-A children were considered exceptional among the students of the same grade at school,pared to these crewmen, they were really all too green. It only took a few moves for the students to lose; even the one who performed the best was not able tost more than 10 moves. This kind of one-sided fighting was not at all exciting in the crewmen¡¯s eyes, causing the spectating crewmen to yawn non-stop. "The captain must be really bored to monkey around like this, actually getting us to fool around with these little brats. Just watching Lil¡¯ Jin and the others fighting like this is really ufortable." As they were afraid to hurt the children by ident, every crewman that went up to fight had to be exceedingly careful with their strength. These people observing were depressed just watching this. Being used to battles with real knives and guns, these fights were truly just like child¡¯s y to the crewmen. They had no interest at all in ying along, which was why they were rather put out at being forced to do this by their captain¡¯smand. These words drew the indignation of the surrounding Central Scout Academy students. However, after these few rounds of sparring, they too knew that the gap in strength between them and the crewmen was just toorge. Even if they rushed forwards, they would just be delivering themselves up for bullying. The students of Special ss-A had always been a privileged lot in the academy. The academy had instilled the notion in their minds that they were the best of the bunch, so their pride was naturally stronger than the other students by far. Against this sort of terrible defeat, they were of course unwilling to just admit defeat ¡ª they wanted to get some dignity back! "The ones you have beaten aren¡¯t even the strongest in our ss. Wait till you¡¯ve defeated those strongest few before saying anything more," said one of the students huffily. These words were soundly approved by all the students in attendance. "That¡¯s right, the strongest person in our ss isn¡¯t here yet. Don¡¯t look down on us." "Defeat him first before talking big ..." The angry words of the children made the crew members burst out intoughter. One of the crewmen even moved to point at one of the skinnier crew members and said, "Quan,ter, why don¡¯t you be the one to meet their strongest fighter?" "Me? But I¡¯m a JMC,bat isn¡¯t my specialty," said Quan softly, scratching his head. It was general knowledge that JMCs were the crew members with the weakestbat ability on board the starship. "That¡¯s why you¡¯re perfect! At least then we¡¯ll be able to see them hold out for about 50 moves, giving them some face 2 ." These crewmen were all old shipmates who followed no restrictions or taboos ¡ª their unfiltered words were definitely not polite, immediately causing many of the scout academy students to almostbust from anger. Ling Lan had just been quietly watching the proceedings, when suddenly, a voice rang out by her ear, "Even now, you¡¯re still holding back?" It turned out that Wu Jiong and his team had arrived, just in time to hear these words. Right now, veins were popping out on his forehead, and his eyes were lit with the mes of rage ¡ª it looked like he was pretty angry. "You could go up and give it a try," suggested Ling Lan. She was not so impulsive that she would rush forward just because of some words. It¡¯s not like being insulted would cause any additional hairs on her head to fall off. Wu Jiong said darkly, "Aren¡¯t you the one who¡¯s the strongest of us all?" Ling Lan could tolerate to this extent? Didn¡¯t he have any pride of being strong at all? Wu Jiong just could not figure it out. "If they could be defeated by someone who¡¯s not the strongest, wouldn¡¯t that be even more exciting?" said Ling Lan lightly with a quirk of a brow. Wu Jiong cast a searching look at Ling Lan, and then a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "True!" That said, he readied himself to move forward when a hand suddenly reached for him. Wu Jiong reflexively tried to dodge, but found that he had no chance ¡ª that hand had sealed off all the room he had to dodge ... "It¡¯s not yet time for you to go out." Ling Lan was the one who had stopped Wu Jiong. "Lin Zhong-qing," Ling Lan suddenly turned to yell out. Startled, Lin Zhong-qing blinked for a moment before replying in a hurry, "Boss, what¡¯s up?" "You go and test that person," ordered Ling Lan. "Use only the scout academy¡¯s foundationalbat arts." "Alright ..." Although Lin Zhong-qing did not know why Ling Lan refused to let him use any secret arts, since the Boss had said so, he would follow through even though he did not understand. "To fight with our strongest top-rank, a JMC is unqualified." Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s voice cut through the crowd, causing the ss-A students to cheer after they got over their surprise. They had seen that Ling Lan, Qi Long, Wu Jiong and the others of their team had alle. Moreover, Lin Zhong-qing was part of Ling Lan¡¯s team. Hising forward must have undoubtedly been approved by Ling Lan. Wu Jiong watched as Lin Zhong-qing walked onto thebat area, and asked Ling Lan worriedly, "Will he be fine?" "Facing a JMC who isn¡¯t specialised inbat, as long as Lin Zhong-qing keeps his head, he won¡¯t lose." Ling Lan could tell at a nce that that crewman Quan was not a realbat expert. Although Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s skills and techniques were verymon, his foundationalbat arts were very solid. Against this kind of person with weakbat basics, he shouldn¡¯t have much difficulty. "I¡¯ll take your word for it." Wu Jiong had faith in Ling Lan¡¯s judgement. After all, in terms ofbat, within their ss, if Ling Lan imed to be second ce, then no one would dare to im first ce. "Oh oh oh oh ... Go, Quan, go!" The crew of the starship began to make a ruckus. Under the egging of hispanions, Quan finally walked onto thebat area. In his mind, he thought that even though he couldn¡¯t beat hisrades-in-arms, dealing with these bunch of brats would still be no problem. Chapter 134: Top 5 of the Class Chapter 134: Top 5 of the ss Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The two of them bowed to each other, and then the fight started. After several moves had been exchanged, the initially loud voices of the crewmen became softer and softer, until their attention was fully absorbed by the fight. "That rotten brat¡¯s basicbat arts are pretty good, very solid." "He¡¯s also quite calm and careful, not using any so-called secret techniques or ultimate moves to break up the integrity of his basicbat arts. Quan just can¡¯t find any openings." "Quan¡¯s attacks have all been resolved." The offence and defence of the basicbat arts were very bnced, so unless the opponent was someone whosebat realm greatly exceeded Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s, it would otherwise be very difficult for them to crack these basic physical skills built through solid training. ******** "Your student ... this counterattack is perfect, eh? Hmph, these little bastards will now have to tuck away their proud peacock tails." In the captain¡¯s room, Old Lian was staring intently at the screen. Seeing his own crew performing so disgracefully, he was extremely angry. Old Lian had naturally seen the interaction between Ling Lan and Wu Jiong, and was very satisfied at their fighting spirit. However, when he saw Ling Lan send Lin Zhong-qing out to fight, knowing that Lin Zhong-qing was not part of the top tier of ss-A, he had begun to wonder whether that little fellow was being overly confident. Although that Quan was indeed the JMC of his ship, and his skills were the bottom of the heap among his crew ... But still, any member of his crew was no ordinary crew member! Every single one of them had been baptised in the mes of countless merciless battles, all of them seasoned warriors who had mbered up from beneath a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood ... Old Lian believed that even the weakest among them, Quan, should be an impossible opponent to defeat for the students from ss-A. Unexpectedly, he was being harshly pped in the face by the reality before him ... Sitting at one side, Cheng Yuanhang pretended not to see Old Lian¡¯splexion which was rapidly changing colours. Instead, he calmly took a sip of the tea he held in his hands without saying a word. However, the subtle smile on the corner of his lips showed how pleased he was at the moment. ******** "Lin Zhong-qing, fighting!" "Lin Zhong-qing, go, go!" The students of ss-A were all pumped up, cheering enthusiastically for their fighting ssmate. Even Li Yingjie, who had never gotten along with Lin Zhong-qing, also kept a stern face throughout, hoping that Lin Zhong-qing would put up a good fight and take back some face for ss-A. Right then, Quan was beginning to feel somewhat anxious for being unable to take his opponent down; a very small opening appeared in his thus far steadybat arts ... Is this a chance or a trap? Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s mind jolted, at this moment, he felt as if he could hear Ling Lan bark out by his ear, "Attack his right nk!" That spot was precisely where the opening was. Lin Zhong-qing had no time to think ¡ª his body just obeyed thatmand, sending out a powerful punch with all the strength it possessed. "Bam!" The sound of a fist meeting flesh. This move of Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s came swiftly ¡ª the opponent was flustered, and unable to dodge, he was hit directly! Quan was seen staggering several steps back. Subconsciously, his right hand was pressed onto his right nk. His face was white as a sheet, and there was a pained expression on his face. It looked like Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s punch hadnded soundly, and he had taken the full brunt of it. Expression changing, a crew member with a red cross stitched on the right arm of his uniform jumped out from the crowd. Lifting the emergency healing apparatus on his waist, he quickly scanned the other¡¯s body and then said anxiously, "There¡¯s internal bleeding. Quick, send Quan into the recovery pod." This guy should be the ship¡¯s doctor. The ship¡¯s doctor¡¯s words spurred several muscled crew members into action; they hurriedly carried Quan to the recovery pods. The initially flippant crewmen¡¯s expressions had turned serious. They found that this group of little brats before them were not as simple as they had thought. Thebat roompsed into a short silence. Seeing that the starship¡¯s crew were finally taking them seriously, Ling Lan sent a pointed look at Lin Zhong-qing. Lin Zhong-qing received Ling Lan¡¯s cue, and spoke up once more, "I¡¯m not fully proficient inbat arts yet. If I injured that big brother, please forgive me! "However, if all the crew members on this grand ship are all of this level, then there would be no need to continue the spars any further." Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s words caused the crewmen¡¯s faces to pale and flush erratically ¡ª this was obviously aeback targeted at their previous cocky remarks! "So what you¡¯re saying is, the other students in your ss are even stronger than you?" An icy voice rang out from behind the crew. The crew anxiously moved aside to give way, all of them calling out, " Sir 1 !" Ling Lan¡¯s eyes narrowed. A man dressed in Federation military uniform appeared, his entire demeanour emitting a piercing cold air. He looked to be around 35 to 36 years old, one of the youngest among the crewmen, but the other much older crewmen all seemed to treat him with extreme respect, perhaps even some fear. From the pressure exerted by the other, Ling Lan could just tell that this person was probably the strongest one among all these crew members. The other¡¯s aura also affected Lin Zhong-qing. Lin Zhong-qing felt as if he was being pressed down by an invisible force, so heavy that his knees wanted to buckle, but the pride in his bones would not allow him to disgrace the academy, disgrace his ss, and disgrace Ling Lan¡¯s team. A sh of white teeth, and he borrowed the pain from biting his own cheek to recover the prideful look on his face. Then, he replied, "With my strength, I can only squeeze into the top 10. As for the top 5, I don¡¯t even have the right to touch them with a finger ..." "Is that so? Now I really want to see how strong this top 5 of your ss whom you can¡¯t even touch really are." The military instructor cast his gaze over the surrounding crewmen, searching. This made the crew members stand up straight reflexively and throw out their chests. "Team Golden Scales." The instructor¡¯s gaze finallynded on one of the teams. "This time, your team is up!" "Yes, Sir!" The six men of Team Golden Scales could not conceal their surprise; they had not expected the instructor to send them out. This nomination also bbergasted the other crew members. They would never have expected the instructor to go so far, actually sending out the team members of their ace mecha team. Were these little brats really that strong? "Can you call out your ss¡¯s top 5 now?" After arranging the roster for the starship¡¯s crew, the instructor turned his head to ask Lin Zhong-qing, tone indifferent. Lin Zhong-qing reflexively turned to look at Ling Lan. One of the fingers of Ling Lan¡¯s low-hanging right hand gave a light flick. Standing beside Ling Lan, Han Jijyun suddenly felt himself being pushed out gently by a surge of energy. His body took two strides forward involuntarily,ing to stand in front of Ling Lan and the others. It was as if he had seen Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s question, and stepped out by himself to exin. Han Jijyun was a smart child; he instantly understood who the one who had pushed him forward was. Steadying himself, he immediately introduced the top 5 of their ss to the instructor: Qi Long, Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie, Luo Lang, and Ling Lan. Wu Jiong looked at Lin Zhong-qing and Han Jijyun standing in front of them, and quietly asked Ling Lan, "How shall we arrange this?" "To win, or purely for sparring?" Ling Lan threw back this question. "What do you mean?" Wu Jiong frowned. "If we want to win, then we should follow the methods of Tian Ji¡¯s horse-racing 2 ; if we just want to spar to learn something, then it¡¯s best to have roughly equal match-ups." It was now up to Wu Jiong and the others to choose. Ling Lan was frankly unconcerned whether they won or lost ¡ª her gaze met that of the instructor¡¯s. She had no interest in the Golden Scales Team. It would probably be more meaningful if she could fight against that instructor. Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie discussed the matter for a moment, then decided that they wanted to win. Having a strong thirst for victory, they were unwilling to ept defeat. Qi Long and Luo Lang did not have an opinion; they were willing to just follow whatever Ling Lan decided. Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie¡¯s choice made Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrow gently. This fear of losing a fight was not a good thing. Still, Ling Lan did not say anything, only nodding to show that she understood. There was a total of six members in the Golden Scales Team. With a nce, Ling Lan could already tell which few were weaker and which few were stronger. Her eyes flickered in thought, and then she called Qi Long to call Han Jijyun back for a discussion. In the end, the few of them decided to request for the scout academy to have the right to freely choose their opponent. After all, they were the weaker side ¡ª it was very normal for them to have some conditions. Han Jijyun conveyed Ling Lan and the others¡¯ request to the instructor, and he agreed to it without any hesitation. Li Yingjie was the first to go up. The opponent Ling Lan selected for him was the weakest one among the Golden Scales Team. The instructor¡¯s brows lifted slightly, watching Li Yingjie¡¯s fight intently even in his surprise. As expected, Li Yingjie¡¯s ability wasn¡¯t bad, actually able to fight on even ground with that crew member, not at all disadvantaged. "The principles of Tian Ji horse-racing, is it? Interesting." A hint of a smile appeared on the instructor¡¯s lips. These kids really had a strong desire for victory, it seemed. Still, this wasn¡¯t a bad thing ¡ª if they didn¡¯t have these kinds of intense feelings, then they wouldn¡¯t be passionate youths, would they? Li Yingjie¡¯s basicbat arts were obviously weaker than Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s, and the opponent was someone N-times stronger than Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s opponent. Several times, he was almost defeated because the opponent had caught hold of the openings in his movements. Fortunately, Li Yingjie¡¯s inherited family martial arts and secret techniques were all high-grade material. Every time he felt that something was not right, he would use a Li family life-saving technique. This helped him to avoid many sure-hit attacks. Just like that, the two fighters exchanged over a hundred moves. The member of the Golden Scales Team felt that this was a great loss of face, being unable to take down such a small brat like this ... He lifted his head to look at the instructor, a plea in his eyes. The instructor¡¯s brows were locked deeply, and he shook his head without even having to think about it. Of course he knew what the other was asking for, but that movement was thest resort of mecha. Moreover, beating a mere student with that would be meaningless. Unable to get approval from the instructor, the team member seemed to lose all fighting spirit. Li Yingjie grasped an opening he revealed in his negligence and sent the other stumbling back three steps. Catching his bnce, the team member was enraged. To reim his lost face, the stance of his two hands shifted abruptly, his five fingers clenched lightly as he faced Li Yingjie from a distance. The instructor¡¯s countenance changed, and he yelled, "Stop!" The team member was jerked back to awareness by this loud yell. Cold sweat poured from his forehead, and he immediately pulled back his hands to stand to one side. "This match, we forfeit," said the instructor coldly, "L19, return immediately and go into istion for 3 days." "Yes!" L19 replied, head bowed. Due to the height difference, Ling Lan could see theplicated expression on his face, which also held a trace of thankfulness. Chapter 135: As the Fights Progress! Chapter 135: As the Fights Progress! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr L19 very quickly left thebat room ¡ª it looked like he was going to shut himself up in istion immediately. Ling Lan saw that no one apanied him, looks like the discipline of the crew was extremely strict and clear-cut. This was not something any ordinary contracted starship could do. A trace of understanding appeared on the curve of Ling Lan¡¯s lips; she pretty much knew what kind of existence this starship was now. Their initial n was for Luo Lang to be the second to fight, but after some calction, Ling Lan decided to switch the positions and let Wu Jiong fight first. Of course, Ling Lan also told Wu Jiong who the second weakest opponent in the line-up was. With regards to the change in fighting order, though Wu Jiong was a little confused, he did not have any objections. Before he entered thebat area, Ling Lan said lowly, "Hold up first for about ten moves, wait till the opponent¡¯s charge wanes before fighting back." Li Yingjie¡¯s victory had been very random, and could be considered a concession by the other side. But nevertheless, it was still a loss for their opponents. This would naturally stoke the indignation of the remaining members and cause them to yearn even more for victory ¡ª they desperately needed a victory to reim their face. Ling Lan spected that this time, the opponent would no longer give them the opportunity to initiate attack. The opponent would most certainly attack fiercely so that they could take this match cleanly and quickly. If the students could not hold up against this starting wave of attacks, then there would be no shot at victory. Thus, Luo Lang, who wasn¡¯t good at handling this sort of berserk attack mode, was not suitable toe out now. It was likely that he would be flustered just after a few moves from the opponent, and would quickly be defeated and sent off the field. Ling Lan was unconcerned with the oue of this sparringpetition, but she also did not want Luo Lang to just lose without learning anything. Therefore, she needed to first crack this rush attack strategy of the opponents, to make them believe that snatching the attack initiative was useless. But Wu Jiong was different ¡ª he specialised in handling this kind of rush attack. Ling Lan believed that he would definitely be able to withstand the initial rush, and this was why Ling Lan wanted him to fight second. Wu Jiong wanted to win, while Ling Lan did not want her followers to learn nothing from the experience; this way would cover both bases. Of course, in order to make sure Wu Jiong would be able to win the match, Ling Lan still gave Wu Jiong a reminder, making sure he was prepared. Wu Jiong nodded to indicate that he understood. Although the two of them were consideredpeting rivals within the ss, this did not mean that he didn¡¯t trust Ling Lan¡¯s judgement. The two fighters got into position and bowed to one another. Wu Jiong¡¯s opponent was a big man of about 30 years of age. One look at the other¡¯s hulking body and the thick strong muscles on his arms, and it was obvious that the opponent was definitely a power-type fighter. Wu Jiong mentally raised his guard, Ling Lan¡¯s reminder resurfacing in his mind. At first, he had been nning to observe a bit more, but he now immediately made the decision to defend first before attacking. Sure enough, as Ling Lan predicted, the opponent this time was no longer as careless and casual as the opponent who had fought Li Yingjie. The other was approaching this fight very seriously, with no thought of giving a handicap. The moment the fight began, he charged forwards like a thunderstorm, bringing forth a flurry of punches and kicks, each movement fierce and powerful. Because Wu Jiong was mentally prepared, this ferocious whirlwind attack mode did not faze him much. He kept calm and dodged each attack carefully. He was like a leaf floating on the surface of a raging sea, riding the waves without fear ¡ª no matter how fierce the other¡¯s attacks were, he could always find some way to hold on without losing any ground. He weathered a round of the other¡¯s attacks with much difficulty, and then ¡ª perhaps the other had pushed himself too far in order to keep the momentum of his attacks going, for the force behind them suddenly slowed obviously ¡ª Wu Jiong, who had long been ready to counterattack, leapt forward without having to think twice. A set of advanced military-usebat arts belonging to the Wu family was unleashed from his hands, and he stole the attack initiative from his opponent. This sudden change caused the team member of the Golden Scales to scramble to switch gears, and the course of the battle turned. Seeing this, the instructor¡¯s brows furrowed lightly. He was now almost certain that the other side was using the strategy of Tian Ji¡¯s horse-racing ¡ª who¡¯d have guessed that they would be able to urately pick out the two weakest members of Team Golden Scales? Furthermore, the student who had fought in the first match as well as the one fighting now was most likely part of the top 3 of the 5-student line-up. The instructor had yet to finish this line of thinking when the scene on the field changed. Charging in close, Wu Jiong struck both of his fists out at the same time ¡ª this short and swift attack was too fast for the opponent¡¯s defence, and he was hit full on by Wu Jiong¡¯s attack. Wu Jiong¡¯s attack this time used two One-Inch Punches, so though it looked like two light hits, it really wasn¡¯t. The opponent was obviously misled, and the force of the One-Inch Punches caused him to stumble back quite a few steps. Gaining an advantage, Wu Jiong did not show any mercy. He stayed close to the opponent and his fists pummelled the other¡¯s abdomen in a frenzied rain of attacks. (This was a height issue; Wu Jiong could only attack that spot.) The opponent had no choice but to move to block these attacks ¡ª the abdomen was one of the weakest spots on the human body. Though Wu Jiong¡¯s frame was small, his strength was not insignificant, so the opponent had to be careful. He could only keep retreating to dispel the force of Wu Jiong¡¯s attacks. Then, suddenly, Wu Jiong¡¯s frenzied attacks stopped. He pulled back his strength and leapt backwards to return to his starting position, putting some distance between him and his opponent. He then bowed to the other and said, "Thank you for the concession, Uncle!" The man abruptly realised ¡ª he looked down at his feet, and sure enough, without knowing it, he had retreated till he had stepped out of the defined boundaries of thebat area. In other words, he had been forced out of the ring by Wu Jiong; ording to the rules, he had indeed lost the match. The man could not help but chuckle wryly. "What an impressive scout, it is truly my loss." The man then marched over to stand in front of the instructor, lowered his head and said, "I¡¯m sorry, Sir, I¡¯ve lost." "L18, return and enter istion for three days!" The instructor sighed softly and assigned punishment again. Losing to a scout was an embarrassment for an adult ¡ª by giving out some punishment, it may help to ease the shame. The man saluted the instructor gratefully, and then turned to leave. It looked like he was also going off on his own to iste himself immediately. Istion was not necessarily a bad thing ¡ª sometimes, cooling off for a bit may perhaps reap great benefits. Many people had earned their advancements and improved their abilities through isting themselves and reflecting. Still, after two consecutive men going off to iste themselves without objection, Ling Lan¡¯s line-up of five shared a knowing nce. There was only one message in their eyes ¡ª this starship was most likely a military vessel in active service that was currently disguised as a mercenary vessel. Consequently, the they were headed to this time was most likely not the publicly known primitive as stated in theirmunicator notifications, but instead a secret sealed by the military. After gaining two victories, the scout academy students were on cloud nine and were getting a little carried away ¡ª they actually began shouting out to win all the following matches. In contrast, there were still some students who kept their head, who felt that the following matches would not be as simple anymore. In particr, Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s expressions were currently extremely grim. This was because their boss had told them personally that he had already chosen the strongest two fighters from the Golden Scales Team for them. In Ling Lan¡¯s words, they were being served up to be tormented. Luo Lang was the third to go up. The opponent he chose was a young man of about 22 to 23 years of age. He had a refined look about him with a bashful smile on his face, making others feel as if he was very harmless. However, Ling Lan told Luo Lang with absolute certainty that this man was not as harmless as he seemed. He was the second strongest among the six people of the Golden Scales Team, and was a vicious character who wasn¡¯t beneath using underhanded tactics to win. As Ling Lan was saying this, his face clearly expressed a hint of pity, as if dering that Luo Lang wouldn¡¯t have a good time of it in this fight. The instructor really thought that the other side would follow the flow of Tian Ji¡¯s horse-racing all the way, and so choose their third weakest team member. Unexpectedly, the other chose the second strongest of the Golden Scales Team this time, and it was the one with the belly full of plots and schemes to boot. The instructor couldn¡¯t help but shake his head, thinking to himself that Ling Lan and the others were most likely going to be disappointed this time. This was because this young man ... even the instructor himself found him hard to deal with. He justid too many traps in his fights, setting out too many lures ¡ª even he could not help but fall for some of them a few times. That man was truly the most difficult person to handle within the Golden Scales Team ... Could it be that they thought that this team member appeared weaker? The instructor took a closer look at that ck-bellied punk of the Golden Scales Team, and found that he really did give off that kind of vibe. Had the children really fallen for this trap? Or did they have some other motive for choosing him? The instructor¡¯s gaze once again honed in on Ling Lan¡¯s side, trying to glean some hint from their bodies. When he noticed that these scouts were only as tall as their chests, he was abruptly taken aback, and then he couldn¡¯t help but chuckle lowly to himself. Unknowingly, he had begun to consider the students on an even ying field as himself. The other side was clearly just some kids of about 10 years old ¡ª how could they figure out who was stronger or weaker in the Golden Scales Team from appearance alone? Perhaps the first two matches they won were just a coincidence ... "Luo Lang, once you go up, don¡¯t think too much. Don¡¯t worry about whether the other has any openings or not. Just focus on using your basic physical skills properly, and deal with any blows as theye." Not having the heart to see Luo Lang lose terribly, Ling Lan chose to give him a small suggestion. Luo Lang nodded, and said gratefully, "Got it, Boss." Even knowing he was going out to be tormented, it would still be nice to not lose too badly. Luo Lang understood deep down that he was definitely no match for his opponent. Although the other did not look that old, he must have already been through countless battles and must have struggled through many life-or-death scenarios. In reality, his battle experience must exceed Luo Lang¡¯s by several multiples, being a battle-seasoned veteran soldier. Luo Lang considered it great luck that he would be able to spar with someone like this before going on the hunting assignment. Perhaps seeing how L18¡¯s rush attack was ineffective,bined with Luo Lang¡¯s serious face, which had no sign of arrogance from the previous two wins, the opponent chose to give up on the rush attack strategy. He began to circle around Luo Lang, testing him. As he circled, he would intentionally reveal some defence holes, small openings etcetera, trying to entice Luo Lang into attacking first. However, due to Ling Lan¡¯s warning, Luo Lang just ignored all these openings. He too was extremely careful ¡ª before figuring out the opponent¡¯s true strength, he would not move recklessly. They faced-off just like this for several circles, and then, as if feeling that it would be useless to continue on like this, the opponent attacked. The scout academy¡¯s basicbat arts, though said to be equally bnced in terms of offence and defence, at its heart, each of its attacks was built on the foundation of defence. In other words, the defensive strength of the scout academy¡¯s basicbat arts was extremely solid ¡ª it could perhaps even be said to be perfect. Chapter 136: Ling Lans Wrath! Chapter 136: Ling Lan¡¯s Wrath! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Because Luo Lang took Ling Lan¡¯s warning to heart, no matter how the opponent tried to rush him, lure him, mislead him, or pull him in with faked openings, he remained steady. He resolutely ignored all temptation, using only the basicbat arts he was well-versed in to counter each move the opponent made. He held fast to defence, and neverunched any attacks of his own. However, this situation was soon broken. When Luo Lang was faced with the exact same opening for the n-th time, his heart wavered. He began considering whether this opening was a true opening or not ... Luo Lang could not be med for wavering, because this opening was somewhat different than the other openings he had seen previously. Many times before, he had almost missed itpletely; it was that well-concealed. In contrast to the other openings which had disappeared after he ignored them once or twice, this opening had appeared again and again countless times despite his ignoring it. And whenever it appeared, it would be extremely subtle and easy to miss ... but regardless of how insignificant it was, an opening was an opening ¡ª it had still been noticed by Luo Lang. Of course, Luo Lang did not choose to attack impulsively straightaway; instead, he carefully observed to try and find the reason why that opening would appear. He had not forgotten Boss Ling Lan¡¯s words, so he decided to watch for a bit longer. The moment he confirmed that this was a true opening, he definitely would not go easy on his opponent ... Luo Lang carefully observed the opponent¡¯s movements and assessed the strength behind the other¡¯s blows as he blocked them. Finally, he gained some insight. The opponent was left-handed! So his left hand could exert much more strength than his right hand. Yet, everyone knew thatbat arts typically favoured right-handed attacks, while the left hand was mostly used for blocking techniques. Perhaps for this reason, the opponent had modified thebat arts he had learned into right-handed blocks and left-handed attacks. Of course, this modification had its pros and cons ¡ª the advantage was that it was easier for right-handed opponents to mess up their blocks and face his attack directly, and the disadvantage was simr, in that he may also end up making an error in defense. To resolve this problem, the opponent hade up with a n. He was a smart man, and did not want something he modified to be unusable, so he chose an extremely challenging route of development. He made it so that he would be able to shift between blocking and attacking seamlessly ¡ª in other words, both his left and right hand could be used to attack and defend. If he became proficient in this, although it could not be said that he would be unrivalled, fighters on the same level would find this move of his extremely hard to crack. But fortunately, it seemed like the opponent still had not merged his set of movespletely. Because of this, there was a momentarypse whenever he shifted between offence and defence, and this gap would be the best moment for Luo Lang to attack. Aftering to this conclusion, to avoid any idents, Luo Lang continued to exchange several more moves with the opponent to confirm. Finding everything as he expected, he decided not to wait any longer and attacked. Since this was an opportunity, he definitely would not miss it. When Luo Lang moved to strike at the opponent¡¯s opening during thatpse, the observing Ling Lan sighed in her heart. This opening was really just too perfect ¡ª Luo Lang still was not able to resist its temptation in the end. It was a trap! Sure enough, as Luo Lang threw his punch at what was obviously a w, the w suddenly disappeared. It was as if that weak point was just something he had imagined, having never existed to begin with. Luo Lang only felt his attacking right arm be grabbed by a powerfulrge hand, and then he was dragged forward by the other before he could pull back. Luo Lang found himself falling forwards as he lost his bnce, and at the same time, he felt a heavy strike to his abdomen. And then, he was flying backwards, a mouthful of blood spewing from his mouth ... Not only that, in Luo Lang¡¯s vision, the opponent had once again raised his fist and was hurtling towards him to attack. At that moment, Luo Lang¡¯s heart was filled with helplessness and regret ¡ª he had not held fast to Boss¡¯s warning, and fell for the opponent¡¯s trap. The result would be a tragic one; it looked like the other was going to give him a good beating now. His only hope was that he wouldn¡¯t be too badly injured ¡ª he still had to attend the hunting course after all. Right then, a figure suddenly appeared in thebat area, catching the opponent¡¯s follow-up punch in one hand. Ice in her tone, Ling Lan said, "This match, we admit defeat! However ..." Blood-red killing intent surged from her body. Only for an instant, but it was enough to send chills down the backs of everyone present. Ling Lan¡¯s gaze shot like coldsers into the opponent¡¯s eyes, and cold fear rose in his heart. "This follow-up fist, I¡¯ll be taking it!" That said, Ling Lan¡¯s right hand, which was gripping the other¡¯s wrist, twisted, and with a crisp "crack!", the other¡¯s hand was cleanly broken. "Stop!" A cry rang out at the same time as the sound of this break, and then, fuming, the instructor could only say, "You go too far." Ling Lan looked at him coldly, and said, "Too far? Thatst attack had already caused serious damage to mypanion. And this additional punch wasn¡¯t going too far?" The instructor flushed to his ears. "How would you know if that extra punch of his would further injure yourpanion? The Golden Scales Team have absolute control over the level of their strength." "Absolute control? What great absolute control ..." Ling Lan let loose a few dryughs. Yes, indeed, Ling Lan was thoroughly enraged. Luo Lang had already been injured by the opponent, but the other still chose to follow through with another punch ¡ª this obviously had some malicious intent behind it. And when Ling Lan stopped the attack by gripping the other¡¯s wrist, she could sense the power behind the attack. Although it would not kill Luo Lang, it was certainly enough to force Luo Lang to stay in a recovery pod for 3 to 5 months. In that case, Luo Lang would have no choice but to be absent for the hunting course this time. Mind you, the first hunting course was extremely important, and may even affect the distribution of cultivation resources ¡ª these were all things Luo Lang could not afford to miss. And this was also one of the reasons why Ling Lan could not forgive the opponent. Therefore, in her wrath, she had broken the other¡¯s wrist in warning. Ling Lan¡¯s connotationden words and her mockingughter put the instructor in an awkward position. Although this soldier under him was both talented and strong, he was rather petty ¡ª the two consecutive losses for their team irked him, making him feel that they, the Golden Scales, had lost face. So, even when he had won, he had not stopped, wanting to teach these scout brats a good lesson, but he unexpectedly kicked a steel te instead. "L15, after your injuries are healed, go into istion for three days as well. Reflect on your actions!" Extremely embarrassed, the instructor bellowed at L15. Although L15¡¯s wrist had been broken by Ling Lan, his expression remained calm, as if it was not his wrist that had been broken. Only the thin trails of sweat running from his forehead proved that he was actually holding back the pain. Upon hearing the instructor¡¯s verdict, he used his other working hand to salute and responded, "Yes, Sir!" As he left, he swept a dark look at Ling Lan who was still standing in thebat area. A trace of lethal animosity shed through his eyes, but it onlysted for an instant. He swiftly returned to normal, as if that dark emotion had just been a hallucination. "Boss, he actually dares to think of harming you? I¡¯ll destroy him!" Catching sight of this, Little Four was sent jumping in anger. He pulled up his sleeves in preparation to go fight for his boss. Ling Lan huffed exasperatedly, "You want to destroy him? How?" Little Four abruptly realised that he had no real hands and feet, and so had no way of helping his boss to destroy that fellow. He was so shocked that he went off to crouch in a corner to draw circles in gloomy silence. But he quickly recovered when inspiration shed through his mind. He jumped up and said to his boss excitedly, "Boss, quickly go and get a mecha of your own in real life! Then I¡¯ll be able to help you!" He could totally rece the mecha¡¯s A.I. andmand the mecha to go PK 1 that fellow ... Ling Lan could not bear to see Little Four disappointed, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I¡¯ll hurry, and then you can help me to handle those bad eggs that want to harm me." Only with this was Little Four pacified. No one noticed the cold and sinister look L15 directed at Ling Lan; everyone was filled with admiration for L15¡¯s stoicism under such intense pain. Of course, most of the attention was on Ling Lan standing in the middle, and those gazes were filled with shock and disbelief. On the other hand, the scout academy students all had a matter-of-fact look on their faces, proving that Ling Lan¡¯s ability was indeed typically at this level. This made the crew members no longer dare to look down on the students. By this time, the instructor had regained hisposure. He looked at Ling Lan and said coldly, "You should be the strongest one among them, right? Judging by your strength, none of the Golden Scales team members will be a match for you. There¡¯s no need for the remaining matches then." He looked at strongest member of the Golden Scales Team ¡ª the team leader, a 25 to 26 year old stern-faced youth ¡ª and his face revealed a trace of regret. Since the other had managed to break L15¡¯s wrist in one move, then L13 would most likely be unable to hold out for more than a few moves. "Of course the matches should continue. The one to fight next isn¡¯t me. It¡¯ll be the other top 5 candidate from our ss, Qi Long!" dered Ling Lan loudly. Qi Long rushed forward to stand by her side. "Boss, I¡¯m here." Ling Lan patted Qi Long¡¯s shoulder, and then turned to say earnestly to the team leader of the Golden Scales, "Big Brother, please guide thispanion of mine well." The team leader looked to the instructor for instruction, and the instructor nodded helplessly. Since they had already agreed to this sparringpetition from the start, he couldn¡¯t very well refuse now, could he? ******** In the captain¡¯s room, Cheng Yuanhang, whose expression had changed slightly when Luo Lang was injured, saw Ling Lan¡¯s forceful retaliation and promptly returned to normal. In contrast, Old Lian¡¯s face was dark and grim, feeling that he had greatly lost face from this. Who would have guessed that the young man he had ced so much hope on would turn out to be such a sore loser? "Old Lian, that one must be a top talent among your ranks here, right? It¡¯s normal for him to be a little arrogant," counselled Cheng Yuanhang kindly. "Hmph! Compared to your ss¡¯s Ling Lan, he¡¯s just a pile of crap," huffed Old Lian. His heart was itching ¡ª if he could get this unparalleled genius for his ship, then he would have hit a jackpot. "I¡¯ve already said not to even think about it. The First Division Special Ops Team already have their eyes on him." Cheng Yuanhang told this information to the other bluntly, in hopes that the other would not waste his time and back off. Some talents ... could really only be appreciated from afar and not obtained. Old Lian let out a regretful sigh. This starship of theirs was still too low-level to think of obtaining this kind of peerless prodigy. This was also why L15, despite his pettiness, was still the bearer of their hopes here. Meanwhile, on the field, Qi Long and the Golden Scales team leader, L13, were already locked together in an intense battle. L13¡¯sbat style was also the forthright and supremely aggressive type, very simr to Qi Long¡¯sbat style. Early on, Ling Lan had sensed this in their presences, and hence paired them up to fight. Chapter 137: Qi-Jin Stage? Chapter 137: Qi-Jin Stage? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr However, in the end, Qi Long still lost to L13, the team leader of the Golden Scales. Yet, Qi Long wasn¡¯t too disappointed. From the very start of the match, he had already known that no matter how talented he was, or how solid hisbat foundations were, he wouldn¡¯t be able to match up to these battle-seasoned veteran soldiers in terms ofbat experience. Both fighters had honest and hearty dispositions ¡ª after shing in battle, the Golden Scales¡¯ team leader had a really good impression of Qi Long. Therefore he extended an invitation to Qi Long ¡ª while they were travelling together, as long as he was free, Qi Long coulde seek him out for a spar any time. It had to be said that human rtions really depended a lot on chance encounters. Qi Long and L13 were undoubtedly destined to meet; this was a great surprise that pleased Ling Lan. Ling Lan knew very well that Qi Long¡¯sbat arts had reached its first bottleneck stage. To break through it, there were two ways. One of them was to wait for the right timing, for that opportunity of sudden insight ¡ª this way, the bottleneck would naturally be resolved on its own. The other method was to increase battle experience by throwing oneself into countless fights, especially against experiencedbat experts. In those fights, one could seek inspiration bit by bit to spur a breakthrough. Of course, these two methods all needed a certain degree of luck. Still,pared to the vagueness and uncertainty of the first option, the sess rate of thetter method was clearly higher. Ling Lan naturally hoped that Qi Long could walk the second path to seek his breakthrough. Unfortunately, although Ling Lan¡¯s strength was high among Ling Lan¡¯s party, because everything she mastered were ultimate killing moves, she was not a suitable candidate for this sort of energy-draining, drawn out spars in search of inspiration. On the other hand, the others in the group were weaker than Qi Long, and so had no way to ce the intense pressure needed on Qi Long to spur his breakthrough. On this, Ling Lan was extremely helpless. Theck of suitable candidates around had caused Qi Long to stagnate indefinitely at his bottleneck, just waiting for the fluke of sudden insight. As for thosebat instructors in the academy, due to the sheer number of students they had to instruct, they just didn¡¯t have the time to provide these guidance spars for Qi Long. Of course, there was still one more good candidate, and that was Qi Long¡¯s initiate instructor. The more Qi Long learned, the more he could sense how strong his initiate instructor was. But unfortunately, after mentoring him for over a year, his initiate instructor had be very elusive ¡ª they did not even know where to begin looking for him. Thus, they could only patiently wait for the instructors toe to them. Moreover, Qi Long¡¯s bottleneck had only appeared recently, so his initiate instructor would have no idea that his student had already encountered his very first bottleneck. Ling Lan¡¯s mood was exceedingly great! She had not expected to help Qi Long resolve this issue with just one unintended spar on this starship. L13¡¯sbat level was clearly higher than Qi Long¡¯s, and even more perfect was the fact that hisbat style was extremely close to Qi Long¡¯s. The sess rate for breaking through a bottleneck was undoubtedly higher with the help of an opponent with a simrbat style. At this moment, Ling Lan¡¯s lingering resentment towards L15 was naturally lessened by her good mood. In her mind, she decided that as long as the other did not cross her in future, she would definitely leave him alone. Just when everyone thought the sparring matches were over, something unexpected happened! Ling Lan actually spoke up to ask the instructor, "Sir, why don¡¯t we have a match?" At these words, the instructor turned to stare intently at Ling Lan, and then said, "It would be my pleasure!" Ling Lan¡¯s clean and efficient interception of L15¡¯s attack had shaken the instructor, and he was actually a little chilled by the ruthless way Ling Lan had broken L15¡¯s wrist. A tendril of fear had even risen in his heart when a little of Ling Lan¡¯s bloodlust had leaked. The instructor knew well that Ling Lan¡¯s strength was considerable ¡ª perhaps not much weaker than his. Thus, he too wanted to fight a match with Ling Lan personally so that he would be able to properly gauge this child¡¯s true strength. The Central Scout Academy was known as the focus grounds for aberrant prodigies ... this child, who was clearly the strongest of this batch of prodigies ¡ª how strong was he exactly? Ling Lan¡¯s words made all the students bubble over with excitement. Who would have guessed that Ling Lan would challenge the starship¡¯s instructor? Everyone knew that the starship¡¯s instructor would certainly be one of the strongest few on the ship. All the spectators self-consciously went silent, eyes trained on the two in thebat area. Ling Lan and the instructor faced one another from a distance, each at their respective corners. It was as if the fight hadn¡¯t begun yet, but all the spectators knew that wasn¡¯t true. This was because the demeanours of bothbatants were extremely serious, and there was a vague sense of a formless pressure slowly gathering between them. Even the spectators could feel the pressure pressing down on them mentally, making them back away involuntarily. Very quickly, the audience in thebat room had stepped back about ten or so metres from thebat area. At that point, only the stronger people on the starship managed to stand their ground; meanwhile, of the academy students, the only ones who could stand in this area were Qi Long and Wu Jiong. Li Yingjie and Luo Lang were one step behind them, while Ye Xu and Lin Zhong-qing were behind Luo Lang and Li Yingjie by a half-step. This, was a reflection of their true strength. The outermost circle was mostly scout academy students. This made the students grit their teeth, silently determined to train even harder ¡ª they definitely could not disgrace their Special ss-A. All of them looked with faces full of hope at Qi Long and the others standing right at the front, and told themselves that one day they would also stand beside them ... As for Ling Lan standing in the ring ... uh, that wasn¡¯t human anymore ¡ª they wouldn¡¯t try to match an anomaly. The forces of Ling Lan and the instructor¡¯s presences shed, both trying to suppress the other. The instructor put in all his strength from the start, but found that Ling Lan was standing there like a mountain buffeted by winds 1 , impossible to budge. The instructor took a deep breath, and knowing that his strength had umted till its highest point, it was time for him to strike ... The spectators were still patiently waiting when suddenly bothbatants rushed at each other at the same time, each throwing a punch. Both punches did not look that heavy, almost seeming somewhat casual. They did not have any of the flourishes ofbat stances, but were merely simple punches. One might say they were fast, but they were not that fast either ¡ª all the spectators saw were two fists travelling on the same straight line, getting closer and closer to one another, to finally connect. A loud "BAM"! What seemed like two very casual punches actually created such a deafening sound upon contact. On top of that, the formless energy caused by the bacsh from the crashing of fists pushed the spectators back once more. Qi Long, Wu Jiong, and the others were forced to move back another 3 to 4 steps, a heavy weight on their chests, as if they had been struck. Wu Jiong and Ye Xu exchanged a shocked and doubtful nce, while Li Yingjie¡¯splexion paled. Qi Long and Luo Lang both remained unperturbed, while Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s eyes shed with a fierce light. Meanwhile, some of the more average starship crew members had even been sent tumbling by this force. This punch of Ling Lan¡¯s shocked all the crewmen, and theypletely lost anyst bit of disdain they had for the students. ******** In the captain¡¯s room, seeing this scene, Old Lian¡¯s expression changed drastically and he choked out, "How can this be, he has actually attained the Qi-Jin stage ..." The development of physical skills was expressed by six major stages ¡ª Foundational, Manifestation, Refinement, Qi-Jin 2 , Domain, and God-Realm. Except for the Foundational and Manifestation stages which had 10 levels, the other 4 stages were a kind of ne. How strong the embodiment of each ne was depended on how well an individual understood the ne. Meanwhile, the differentiation between the 10 levels of the Foundational and Manifestation stages were in terms of punching power, speed, and reflexes. Once all those attained particr numbers, a bottleneck would form naturally ¡ª and if one broke through that bottleneck, one would enter the Refinement stage of physical skills, which was the proof of joining the ranks of the physical skills masters. So, there was a saying in this world: Of physical skills, those below Refinement, are all mediocre. Generally, in the scout academies, students below the age of 13 would all be in the ranges of the Foundational physical skills stage, while those above 13 were basically all at Manifestation stage. Of course, very few talented children might be able to enter the Manifestation stage before 13 years old. Qi Long¡¯s talent was truly astounding, to already touch the fringes of the Refinement stage. All he needed was to break through his bottleneck to enter it officially. Thus, the fact that Ling Lan had managed to enter the Qi-Jin stage at this age caused even the steady and experienced Old Lian to be gobsmacked, his expression filled with disbelief ... In truth, Cheng Yuanhang had also been shocked by Ling Lan¡¯s disy of strength. He had known that Ling Lan was very strong, but he had never imagined he was this strong. Of course, this was also Ling Lan¡¯s fault for not disying her strength before this. Every time she was matched up against Qi Long or Luo Lang, she would just forfeit and end the match. And then, her previous matches were all one-move events, which did not really allow anyone to figure out her real strength. But today¡¯s match finally let him know why Ling Lan refused to fight during regrbat practice. Within the Central Scout Academy, other than thosest few aberrants in the upper grades that may be able to put up a fight against him, if Ling Lan fought with any other student, it would definitely just be one-sided bullying. Shaken from his thoughts by Old Lian¡¯s words, Cheng Yuanhang put a confident look on his face and said stubbornly, "Why can¡¯t it be? In our Central Scout Academy, prodigies are everywhere." Old Lian red at him angrily, "If you have that many prodigies, why don¡¯t you send some our way?" The new soldiers dispatched to them every time were all the extremely mediocre type. Cheng Yuanhang shrugged and said helplessly, "You know as well that I¡¯m just responsible for cultivating them. The ones in charge of dispatching them are your upper ranks of the military ... Besides, those crazily talented prodigies would first be taken away by the military schools ... and once theye out from there, they¡¯re all junior officers. Can your starship hold them?" In the end, Old Lian¡¯s starship was really too low in level ... At these words, Old Lian sighed heavily. Indeed, covert teams like theirs which existed in the grey areas ... really didn¡¯t have any way to possess those prodigies with their endlessly bright futures before them. ******** In thebat area, Ling Lan could sense from where their fists met that the opponent¡¯s strength was waning, and knew that the other was at the end of his rope. A thought shed through her mind, and she started to pull back her strength, matching the other¡¯s as it decreased. In the end, the two of them were pushed back by the rebound of their respective strengths, falling a few steps back. The two of them separated once more, and once again faced one another from a distance of several metres, as if waiting for the next move to begin. Unexpectedly, the instructor actually closed his eyes, as if reflecting on the feelings he had received from the previous move. But very quickly, he opened his eyes again, and holding back his emotions, he said, "What is your name?" "Ling Lan!" Although Ling Lan¡¯s expression was nk, perpetuating her image of a ckface, her brows could be seen to lift slightly, showing that she was in a great mood. "Thank you, I¡¯ll remember this kindness. Also, this match is my loss," said the instructor loudly, and he nodded to Ling Lan. Winning or losing wasn¡¯t the point here ¡ª the main point was that he had learned something from this encounter. Chapter 138: The Mysterious Planet! Chapter 138: The Mysterious! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan gave an exemry scout¡¯s salute and then turned to walk back to rejoin the other students. To their confused faces, she said, "The spars are over. Let¡¯s go back." The ss-A students nced at one another, uncertain whether Ling Lan had won or lost this match. Although the starship¡¯s instructor had said it was his loss, it wasn¡¯t obvious at all from the scene before them. Furthermore, Ling Lan also wasn¡¯t disying any signs of happiness or excitement. Could it be that this was just the instructor being modest to leave some face for the students? "What are you thinking? We still have far to go. We need to work hard once we get back." Ling Lan¡¯s words enlightened the ss-A students ¡ª looks like the opponent had really left some face for them. Under Ling Lan¡¯s lead, the ss-A scouts gradually trickled out of thebat room, while the crew members began to gather around the instructor. Some of the stronger crew members still had shocked expressions on their faces, still unable to believe that a child was able to match up to their instructor in terms of strength. Of course, there were also some weaker crew members who were indignant, and they broke the cold atmosphere to ask, "Sir, why didn¡¯t you teach the other a proper lesson? Why still give him face? He injured our L15!" "Give face? Yes, face was given ... but it was he who gave me face." The instructor¡¯s expression was dark, and heughed coldly and said, "What a bunch of blind idiots. All of you ¡ª go into istion for a day!" Even though he did not mind losing, it still did not feel great to have it constantly brought up by others. The instructor¡¯s punishment caused all the present crew members to wail in misery. In particr, those crewmen who had not said anything at all felt like they had been caught in the bacsh for no good reason ¡ª they could only send fierce dagger-res at those few idiots who had spoken, but did not dare to object. This was because they understood the instructor well; he was a man that meant exactly what he said. If anyone dared to beg for mercy, the punishment would just be doubled. The crew members automatically headed towards the designated istion rooms of the starship. Seeing the instructor following closely behind them, one of the crew members said fawningly, "Sir, you don¡¯t have to monitor us. We will go to the istion rooms on our own." "I¡¯m not monitoring you all. Rather, I¡¯m also going into istion for seven days," replied the instructor coldly. "Whatever for?" eximed the crewman, shocked. "If one does something wrong, one must ept the punishment. The same goes for myself." Leaving this statement behind, the instructor entered an istion room. The crew members looked at one another in confusion, unsure what exactly the instructor had done wrong ... ******** When the instructor reappeared once more, the calm indifference on his face let everyone know that the instructor¡¯s strength had increased again. The initially exposed sharp edges of his power had now been sheathed, bing almost undetectable. If he did not move to attack, it would be very easy to overlook his existence. That¡¯s right, after isting himself for seven days, the instructor finally progressed from the middle stage of Qi-Jin to thete stage of Qi-Jin. As for whether he would be able to enter the peak stage of Qi-Jin, or evenplete the entire Qi-Jin stage, well, that depended on fate and chance, on whether there was the possibility of obtaining sudden insight. Old Lian had once asked the instructor how he had attained a breakthrough this time. It should be known that after entering the Refinement stage, every increase in ability required a certain degree of chance and lucky coincidence. The instructor replied that this was due to that sparring match between him and Ling Lan. The force of the other¡¯s presence had let his initially stabilized ne to once again sense the possibility of a breakthrough. This was an opportunity for him, and luckily, he caught it. There was one thing the instructor did not say, however, and that was that he suspected that, in this fight, Ling Lan had given him this helpful push on purpose. If that were true, Ling Lan¡¯s strength was very likely already at theter stages of Qi-Jin. The instructor did not dare to dwell on the idea, otherwise he would start to think that them adults were all idiotic, actually unable to match up to a 10 year old child. Thus, he buried this notion deep within his inner mind. Still, regardless of whether Ling Lan had done it on purpose or if it was an ident, he would inscribe this kind favour onto his heart. ******** The sparring matches this time broke the ice between the scouts and the crew of the starship. At times, when either party had some grievance to air, they might argue verbally, and if one side found themselves losing and wanted to settle the matter with a fist fight, naturally no one would object. In this manner, by and by, the rtionship between the two sides actually got better and better. Among the crew, aside from the small few who were especially petty, the majority of the men now viewed the scouts with affection and care. Qi Long, in particr, often sought out the team leader of the Golden Scales Team, L13, for a fight. Every one of their fights was loud and vigorous ¡ª at first, some of the crew and the scouts would still cheer for their ownpanion, but they soon learned to ignore them. This was because these two people were the type to seek torment in their fights. They were never concerned with winning or losing, but only wanted to fight till their muscles were sore and their strength was depleted, only crawling out of thebat room with difficulty after their bodies were covered in bruises and other injuries. Both sides quickly got used to the self-tormenting fighting style of the two, and so in the end, no one was interested in cheering them on anymore. Still, self-destructive though the two may be, the effects of their fights were pretty good. Ling Lan could clearly sense that Qi Long¡¯sbat ability was gaining more and more of the presence of the Refinement stage ¡ª his breakthrough was within reach, all that was needed now was a catalyst. Meanwhile, the time L13 spent sparring with Qi Long wasn¡¯t just fruitless work on his end ¡ª in contrast to Qi Long who was still looking for a catalyst to break through, L13, who had just entered the Refinement stage, used these spars to settle fully into the ne of Refinement, no longer stuck in a ¡¯fake¡¯ Refinement stage as he had been before the spars. Ling Lan naturally knew that there was one person on the starship who hated her deeply, and that was the one who had had his wrist broken by her, L15. Ling Lan was a cautious person, so she made Little Four monitor the other around-the-clock. Through this, Little Four unexpectedly found that L15 did not really trust L13 very much. When he found out that L13¡¯s strength had increased, the shes of envy-jealousy-hate in his eyes when no one was looking revealed his true feelings. Although these shes were mostly just present for an instant ¡ª L15 quickly reverting to his default bashful and harmless appearance, face filled with well-wishes ¡ª how could they escape the being known as Little Four? An ultimate cheating device capable ofprehensive 360 degrees monitoring with no blind spots ¡ª no one would be able to evade his eyes unless Little Four himself chose to neglect this person. When Little Four told Ling Lan about his discovery, Ling Lan sighed deeply once more. As expected, those who liked to smile were all nothing good ¡ª their bellies full of ¡¯bad water¡¯ 1 , they were truly detestable. This further cemented Ling Lan¡¯s distrust of those who smiled all the time, those who were courteous in all respects with great poprity, who gave others an impression of being a good guy. Ling Lan felt that these types of people were definitely hiding something behind their smiles, so she needed to be extremely careful when dealing with them. In this way, a week of raucous bickering and fighting passed. Although L15¡¯s heart still held all kinds of jealousy and hate, seeing that he now had no way to target Ling Lan and the others, he could only behave, not doing anything stupid to try and harm them. This week, after going through several spatial leaps, the starship arrived safely at their destination, a primitive they told outsiders was a wild and untamed. After the final spatial leap, themunicators of Ling Lan and the other¡¯s had lost their locative functions. ording to the starship¡¯s notification, this was because this area was one with maic interference, so all the locative systems on themunicators would be affected and lose their functionality. However, there was a much more advanced navigation system on board the starship, so they did not have to worry aboutpletely losing their way. Of course, Ling Lan knew very well that the starship¡¯s crew were lying, because Little Four told her that they had already entered an unknownary sector, an ubelled location on the Federation star maps. "As expected, a secret location. The we¡¯re going to is probably not as simple as we imagine it to be." Ling Lan quietly raised her guard. The starship entered the atmosphericyer of the primitive. Due to the starship¡¯s alert, Ling Lan and the others were already seated with their seatbelts buckled. The starship shuddered violently for about 10 minutes or so before finally stabilizing. Ling Lan knew then that they had sessfully prated the¡¯s atmosphere, and would soonnd. Sure enough, after just a short while, the starship notified them to gather their things and disembark. Ling Lan and the others put on their backpacks and grabbed their luggage. The moment they stepped out of the ship¡¯s doors, they were stunned by the scenery before them. This was because they found that right under their feet was a small city. It turned out that the starship had parked directly on a mountain peak right in the middle of a small city. The Federation had used some advanced technological method to cut this mountain at its waist, creating arge tform of several hundred thousand square units 2 , which provided plenty of space for the starship tond securely. On the tform, many soldiers dressed in military uniform were directing the scouts off the ship and getting them into lines to ride the mountain top¡¯s cable car down to the city at the foot of the mountain. When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Ling Lan could finally see what the city looked like. The small city was extremely crude and simple. The houses were short and squat, appearing very much like the military barracks of Ling Lan¡¯s previous world. The strangest thing was that the outermost circle was not a thick and sturdy wall, but was instead an extremely tall railing made out of vertically erect posts. Was it because there was no danger here? Was that why they decided to put up a circle of posts just as a show of defense? At the foot of the mountain, there were also soldiers to wee them, who then brought the 50 students to an emptied camping ground. Right then, several thundering cracks sounded from not too far off, and when Ling Lan and the others turned to look, they saw a savage beast the size of an elephant stampeding towards them. Ling Lan swiftly put down her backpack and pushed her hand into one of the bag¡¯s outer pockets to grab hold of her superior alloy short des. The moment danger was upon them, she would be able to kill the beast immediately with the sharp des. Meanwhile, Qi Long, Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie, Luo Lang, and Ye Xu were only a step behind Ling Lan in reacting. Almost simultaneously, they all got ready for battle. Perhaps due to Ling Lan and the others calm handling of the situation, the other students also did not panic even though their reactions were slower. Several secondster, they were all ready to fight. ******** The senior officer of the military camp was observing them silently. Seeing their response he nodded in satisfaction. " The scouts this time round are much better than those fromst year. Their mental fortitude are all not bad! Especially those who reacted the fastest. They aren¡¯t much worse than the soldiers under us here." The civil officer that looked like an advisor standing beside him said smilingly, "ording to the captain of the Fei Qiong 3 , these scouts are all pretty good, with some even being abnormal prodigies." "Don¡¯t listen to that fellow¡¯s bullshit. In his eyes, anyone with a little bit of talent are all abnormal prodigies. His judgement is really quite terrible," sneered the senior officer. When the advisor heard what his superior said, he just smiled and stoppedmenting. In truth, he had felt that the captain of the Fei Qiong seemed different than usual when he was saying this. Something had been off about him, and his eyes had contained a kind of envy-jealousy-hate within them ... Still, since his superior didn¡¯t like this topic, then he wouldn¡¯t speak anymore on it to avoid displeasing his superior. Who asked his superior to be at odds with the captain of the Fei Qiong ? ******** Meanwhile, at this time, on the Fei Qiong which had already departed, Old Lian cackled evilly to himself. "Shi Yunfei, this old man just won¡¯t tell you how great these kids truly are. Whether or not you find that abnormal prodigy will all depend on your luck." He had no interest in helping an old foe increase his sect¡¯s strength. Chapter 139: To Withdraw or to Remain? Chapter 139: To Withdraw or to Remain? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The savage beast mmed into the railing, and just when everyone thought the railing was certain to break, what actually happened stunned them. Unexpectedly, the seemingly flimsy railing was actually very sturdy, and was even equipped with terrifying electrical power. When the beast crashed into the railing, the railing emitted a piercing zapping sound, sparking off arcs of electricity. Very quickly, the wild beast had been electrocuted into a pile of ash, falling onto the ground right outside the railing. Only then did Ling Lan notice that there were many simr piles of ashes right outside the railing ¡ª looks like there were quite a number of wild beasts besides this one before them whichmitted suicide in this manner. Han Jijyun couldn¡¯t help but exim, "An electric barrier fence!" This cry caused expressions of realisation to dawn on the scouts¡¯ faces; only electric barrier fences would have such power. It looked like the wild beasts on this were really not that simple, otherwise there would be no need to use the Federation¡¯s strongest protective measure. Ling Lan was not the only one to realise this. Many of the other students also thought of this, and their faces started to reveal traces of anxiety. They could already sense that the hunting course this time would not be as straightforward as they had imagined it to be. "All students of the Central Scout Academy ..." At this moment, a rion voice was transmitted into the ears of all the students. "Wee, everyone, to Wild and Savage¡¯ 1 . This time, you 50 students will be having your hunting course here. I sincerely hope that all of you will be able toplete this course ... but even beforepleting the course, my biggest hope is that every one of you will be able to survive the hunt!" This speech made the students anxious and doubtful. They did not know why a simple hunting course would involve their lives. "You did not hear wrongly. This course may very well cost you your lives, because the wild beasts you will be facing won¡¯t be those tame animals you are used to. Instead, you will be facing beasts of a minimum level of H-ss." When the students heard that the lowest level they would be hunting would be H-ss beasts, there was an instant uproar, and disbelief was written all over their faces. The Federation had once announced to the public that there were all kinds of fierce beasts in the universe. Beasts below J-ss were still within controble range ¡ª in other words, the damage they could cause was not significant. But from J-ss onwards, the beasts left the category of wild beasts and went straight into savage beast level. Of course, J-ss beasts were still the weakest of the savage beasts ¡ª their strength was roughly at the level of Foundationalbat stage level 2 to 3. Anyone withbat talent who had learnedbat arts for three to four years would be able to handle them. However, starting from I-ss, it was different. The strength of the savage beasts then approached the Foundationalbat stage levels 5 and 6. H-ss monsters were even at Foundationalbat stage levels 8 to 9; in other words, they were already half a step in the Manifestation stage. Meanwhile, the students were mostly all at Foundational stage level 8 to 9, with only a few at the Manifestation stage. Against these H-ss monsters, they would have no advantage whatsoever. The students were bewildered by this ¡ª could this kind of situation still be considered a hunting ss? This was basically asking them to gamble with their lives! Moreover, this was still only talking about the lowest ss of monster here. If they were unlucky, they might even bump into a G-ss, or perhaps even one of a higher level ... wouldn¡¯t it be over for them then? Right then, that rion voice once again rang out by the students¡¯ ears, "Whether or not to continue with the course, the choice is up to you. There¡¯s still time for you to quit now. On your right hand side is the ce to register to drop out. Now, you all have 3 minutes to choose ..." At that moment, to the right of Ling Lan and the other students, a soldier with an A.I. in one arm waved a hand at them, signalling for those who wanted to drop out toe find him. This sudden choice caused the scouts to fall into indecision and uncertainty, unsure what they should do. At this time, Wu Jiong pulled Ye Xu over to go towards Ling Lan to discuss the matter. To one side, Li Yingjie¡¯s gaze wavered for a moment, but then, with a clench of his teeth, he followed them. "Ling Lan, what do you think?" asked Wu Jiong. Ling Lan was rather surprised. She had never thought that Wu Jiong woulde and ask for her opinion. Still, despite her surprise, she told Wu Jiong her decision honestly, "Continue with the course." "Are you not afraid of the danger?" asked Wu Jiong. Then, feeling as if his words were not enough to convey what he meant, he added, "I¡¯m talking about your team members." That day, Ling Lan¡¯s spar with the instructor had let Wu Jiong know that Ling Lan¡¯s strength was just too far beyond them ¡ª perhaps this hunt would be no danger at all for him, but the same could not be said for Han Jijyun, Lin Zhong-qing and the others on his team ... "Indeed, the hunt this time is very dangerous. It¡¯s very likely that what they said may happen. But this danger brings opportunity with it, as well as an increase of strength ..." Ling Lan stopped here, turning to look at Qi Long and the others beside her, before continuing, "I also believe that Qi Long and the others will protect themselves well, and then be even stronger, finding the opportunities that belong to them." That said, Ling Lan nodded solemnly and said, "They are just that strong!" Thisst statement was said forcefully, with conviction, showing that Ling Lan¡¯s confidence in Qi Long and the others was absolute. This statement also drew the brilliant smiles of Qi Long and the others, a sign of how touched they were by it. In that instant, their hearts pulsed with the intense emotions of being understood and epted ... Ling Lan¡¯s trust caused their initially unsteady hearts to settle immediately. Wu Jiong cast a long look at Ling Lan, and then nodded and said, "That¡¯s true. Although the hunt this time is very dangerous, it is also a chance for us. Of course we can¡¯t give up this course." Ling Lan nodded at Wu Jiong¡¯s words, saying nothing more. After hearing what Ling Lan and Wu Jiong had to say, Li Yingjie¡¯s initial doubts also disappeared. He told himself that he definitely could not lose to Ling Lan, Wu Jiong, and the others. What they could do, he could do too. No one knew that Wu Jiong was actually a little disappointed at this point. He had questioned Ling Lan with an ulterior motive ¡ª he had hoped that Ling Lan would respond in an uncaring manner so that Qi Long and the others would begin to harbour a grudge in their hearts against him. He had not expected Ling Lan¡¯s response to make Qi Long and the others even more loyal to Ling Lan instead. At this point, he knew that trying to get Qi Long and the others to leave Ling Lan and work with him instead was no longer a possibility. This also meant that his chances of oveing Ling Lan were almost nil. Yes, ever since the first year, Wu Jiong had never thought of admitting defeat. He had always wanted to beat Ling Lan. When he saw that beating Ling Lan on his own was not a feasible path, he had then chosen to challenge him with a team. He shifted his goal to the seventh grade, when they turned 13 and would challenge the virtualwork barrier. However, Ling Lan¡¯s team was also very strong, possessing the twobat talents Qi Long and Luo Lang. Still, Wu Jiong was not discouraged. He did not think that Qi Long and the others were reallypletely loyal to Ling Lan. Qi Long, especially, had always been the top rank of their ss ¡ª was he really content to just be a puppet in Ling Lan¡¯s hands? Thus, this time, he had specially asked a trick question. If Ling Lan had expressed blithe unconcern for his team members, he would be able to leverage this to spark Qi Long¡¯s dissatisfaction and cause the dissolution of Ling Lan¡¯s team. (When necessary, a team¡¯s member may choose to build their own team, and then the other members may choose once again whether to follow this member or the original leader, prompting a reorganization of the team. This was a failsafe to handle unresolvable conflicts within a team.) But the final oue disappointed him. The friendship among Ling Lan¡¯s team was truly like steel. Everyone knew their positions well, and there was no sign of the dissatisfaction he had thought there would be. Frankly, Wu Jiong would think this way because he did not understand the position Ling Lan held in Qi Long and the others¡¯ hearts. The one who admired Ling Lan the most in Ling Lan¡¯s team was no other than Qi Long himself. It should be said that Ling Lan counted as half an instructor to Qi Long. Many times, when Qi Long encountered any difficulties in hisbat skills, Ling Lan was the one who would enlighten him. Thus, Qi Long might not submit to others, but he would definitely submit to Ling Lan. Meanwhile, Luo Lang had always been nipping at Qi Long¡¯s heels. He and Qi Long could actually be considered rivals. Whenever Qi Long was stuck, he was also stuck, and when Qi Long improved, he would also improve ordingly. If Ling Lan was half an instructor to Qi Long, then she was also half an instructor to Luo Lang. Therefore, Luo Lang had never considered leaving Ling Lan. His only hope was to one day step over Qi Long to be Ling Lan¡¯s number one follower. (Little Four jumped out indignantly here. Dammit, Boss¡¯s number one follower is meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ... (the subsequent several hundred thousand ¡¯e¡¯s have been removed) ¡û unidentified entity found to have trespassed, please ignore.) The one who had always harboured doubts towards Ling Lan was instead the inconspicuous Han Jijyun. Having just averagebat ability in the ss, he really liked using his brain to solve problems. Thus, he would not be convinced by those who were all brawn and no brain ¡ª no matter how strong they became, under certain creative strategies, he could still cause them to lose terribly. Later on, only after finding out that Ling Lan was actually very ck-bellied himself (arge part of the credit here goes to Little Four; Ling Lan really wasn¡¯t asplicated as Han Jijyun thought her to be), did Han Jijyun be truly convinced and recognized Ling Lan as his boss. As for Lin Zhong-qing, who entered the teamst, he had pretty much sold himself to the team to be a member. Before gaining Ling Lan¡¯s full acknowledgement, all he was thinking about now was how to obtain Boss¡¯s sincere eptance, so the notion of leaving Ling Lan had never even crossed his mind ... The three teams of ss-A simultaneously decided to continue with the course. Seeing this, the other students who had still been hesitating all said they would remain as well. In fact, Ling Lan was the one who gave them the courage to remain. On the starship, Ling Lan¡¯s even fight with the instructor made them believe that as long as it wasn¡¯t a monster above G-ss, Ling Lan should be able to defeat the beasts with no problem. Although Ling Lan treated others coldly and his icy ckface did not seem very friendly, they believed that at critical moments, Ling Lan would definitely offer assistance. The three minutes were soon up, and seeing that none of the students had chosen to leave, the senior officer was very pleased. "This group of brats are pretty good. Their wills are strong, unlike those from thest few years, which always had a few who chose to leave ... in that case, we need to avoid any carelessness and stay alert. We really can¡¯t let anything bad happen to them 2 ." "Don¡¯t worry, Sir! Our ace mecha squad is already fully prepared. Whenever the scouts are out hunting, they will be secretly protecting them from the skies. They¡¯ll definitely not let anything go wrong with the children," said the advisor with a smile. Chapter 140: Hunting Preparations! Chapter 140: Hunting Preparations! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "That¡¯s good then. They are the best batch of this year¡¯s talents at the Central Scout Academy. Although it¡¯s too early to tell whether there are any aberrant prodigies among them right now, no matter what, they are the treasures of our Federation. We mustn¡¯t lose any of them." The senior officer¡¯s expression was serious. Every time these children came here, the pressure on him was unbelievably heavy ¡ª if any one of them died in an ident while hunting, it wouldn¡¯t end well for him. After some thought, he still felt insecure, so the senior officer added thismand, "Let the special-ops team on the ground follow them as well, to ensure protection from both the air andnd." "Roger that, Sir, I¡¯ll arrange it immediately!" responded the adviser. He then hurried to pass down this newestmand so that the special-ops team could prepare to set out immediately. Meanwhile, in the camping grounds, that rion voice rang out once more, "Next, the students who hear their names, pleasee up to retrieve your chip, as well as yourbat uniform and firearm." With that, a troop of soldiers brought out a whole bunch of things in front of them, and began calling out their names one by one. Everyone went up to the registration point to collect the items mentioned, Ling Lan and the others included. The chips would be their identity cards in this military camp. Credits that could only be used inside the camp could be saved within them, and could be used to buy things in the camp. Other than free amodation, everything else in the military camp needed to be purchased using these credits. In other words, to live morefortably, they would need to find a way to earn these credits ¡ª and hunting was just one of the ways. This was just another way of telling the students that only the strong had the right to live a better life ¡ª the principle of survival of the fittest being emphasized here once again. Ling Lan followed the usage methods of the chip and inserted it into themunicator on her wrist. Then, she saw the previous system of themunicator being shut down, and the new system was activated. On the chip, there was no name, just a number. Ling Lan¡¯s number was 017717. She peeked at Qi Long beside her, and saw that his number was 017709. It looked like these numbers were just randomly assigned by theputer to each of their 50 ssmates, with no underlying pattern to be found. The chips were preloaded with 1000 credits. This surprised Ling Lan, who had thought that there would be nothing inside. Unexpectedly, the camp was giving them some time to adjust, not being as merciless as she had assumed they would be. As long as they found a way to earn credits before these 1000 credits were used up, then they would be able to survive within this camp sessfully. Considering the fact that they were here for a hunting course, then it was likely that the beasts they hunted could be exchanged for credits. The only question was how much. Of course, Ling Lan was sure there were other exchange methods as well; she just didn¡¯t know them yet. Still, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t anxious. After all, they would be staying here for no less than 3 months, perhaps even longer, so there would be plenty of time for her to slowly figure everything out. Ling Lan put on herbat uniform. The clothes fit her almost perfectly ¡ª the academy had probably sent their data over to the military beforehand so they would be able to get the correct sizes for the children. After obtaining these items, the originally anxious students felt a little more secure. Thebat uniforms had a certain degree of defensive ability, able to withstand two or three attacks from an H-ss savage beast, which would give the students a little more to bank on when protecting themselves. Meanwhile, the firearms provided were all beam handguns, only meant for defence. The firearms were there just in case the students found themselves surrounded by savage beasts and needed the firepower to st a bloody trail through the beasts to escape ... The hunting course required them to use cold weapons with their own hands to kill the savage beasts. This was also why Ling Lan had brought two high-efficiency alloy des. Ling Lan could handle the short de type of cold weapons well with both hands; in particr, her right hand was so proficient with them that it could be said that it was godlike. However, Ling Lan¡¯s left hand was actually most proficient with the tri-edge trench knife. But since almost no one in this era knew how to use the tri-edge trench knife, Ling Lan had no choice but to shelve it for now, otherwise she would not be able to exin how she had learned how to use it. Ling Lan ced one of the high-efficiency alloy short des into the outer pocket of herbat uniform by her hip. The other she stuffed into the back of her belt. The one on her belt was prepared for her left hand. In a critical moment, she would be able to draw out the de in time to hack at a savage beast. From the start, Ling Lan had been a dual-wieldingbatant ¡ª she had just projected the appearance of being a right-handed fighter to the outside world to hide her true strength. After finishing her preparations, Ling Lan took a look around. She saw that the expressions on the students¡¯ faces were casual and rxed after changing into theirbat uniforms, and could not help but frown. It was true that thebat uniforms could withstand two or three attacks from an H-ss savage beast ¡ª however, this just meant that the other¡¯s attack would not break thebat uniform, the force behind the attack would still not bepletely negated. 3 to 4yers of the power behind the attack would still be conveyed to the body, so if the body was not strong enough, the victim would still have their bones broken or incur some internal damage from the force of the attack. Therefore, they could not rx just because they had the uniforms. In Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, they should avoid being hit if they could help it. Otherwise, each hit would bring either death or injury. Ling Lan gave a serious warning to Qi Long and the others, dousing their excitement from obtaining thebat uniforms. Their expressions turned grim instantly, knowing that they had rxed too soon. It was just as Ling Lan cautioned ¡ª even though thebat uniforms would increase their chances of survival, that did not mean it was foolproof. Everything still depended on their own capability to work hard and survive this cruel hunting exercise. Once everyone was ready, Ling Lan raised her head to nce at the sun. Even after half a day, it had not shifted in position, still hanging high up in the sky. Ling Lan found a soldier on duty in the camp and asked him about the, and found out that the switch between day and night here was different from that of the star system they lived in. A day here consisted of 120 hours, and the nights were just as long. The watch soldier also told Ling Lan that the mass of this primitive was just toorge, which was why one self-rotation required that much time. As for how they decided when to eat or sleep, the decision was up to them. After all, every person had different adaptability, and the rest time they needed varied as well. Ling Lan then asked about the departure time for the hunt, and was told that a car would bring them to the hunting grounds from the campsite in an hour. As such, Ling Lan decided to first go and fill up her belly, lest she have no strength to huntter due to hunger. She also asked about the food matters of the students, and learned that there was a specialrge canteen set up to provide meals for the campground staff. There, one could eat whenever they wanted, though the food needed to be purchased with credits. Ling Lan did not continue to inquire further after that. Instead, she led Qi Long and the others straight to the canteen. Wu Jiong¡¯s team, which had been keeping an eye out on her movements, knew what she was nning, and decided to follow her lead. The two teams ate a meal of the simplest and cheapest fast food, which costed them 50 credits each. Ling Lan noticed then that the camp really was not giving them much time to prepare at all ¡ª if they could not find a way to earn money after three days, they would not be able to afford any more food ... While they ate, Han Jijyun suggested that they first head to the credit exchange area to learn how they could earn more credits. He felt that they needed to learn the trading methods here before they went hunting, especially with regards to the exchange rates for the beasts. They wouldn¡¯t want to kill a savage beast after much difficulty just to find out that it wasn¡¯t worth much credits ... that would be such a waste. Ling Lan agreed that that was wise. So, everyone sped up to finish their meal, cleaning their bowls out within a few minutes. Then, they hurried to the credit exchange point to inquire about the various ways to trade for credits. There, they found that only the path of hunting had been left for the students. It looked like the camp was worried that the students might put too much priority on surviving that they would forget the main purpose of their trip. Thus, they might as well fix the credit exchange method of the students from the start. Fortunately, the items they would be able to get from most of the savage beasts were all worth quite a lot ¡ª as long as they caught something every day, they definitely would not starve. Ling Lan then spent another hundred credits to buy a copy of this¡¯s catalogue of savage beasts, saving it into hermunicator. Although Ling Lan¡¯s heart ached a little at the loss of this 100 credits, she felt that it was money well spent, because the data on the savage beasts on the catalogue was veryprehensive. Their physical characteristics, attack methods, strengths and weaknesses, and even their skills were detailed very clearly. Besides that, the catalogue also contained a detailed listing of the exchange prices of all the different parts of the various savage beasts. This way, they would be able to target the more valuable savage beasts when hunting, gaining much more for the same amount of effort. After preparing all this, Ling Lan then brought her team back to the assembly point for the students. As Wu Jiong¡¯s followers had not known what Ling Lan¡¯s group was nning, they had eaten at a slower pace. By the time they finished their meal and got out, they had already lost sight of Ling Lan¡¯s team, and so could only slink back sullenly to the assembly point. Thus, they were already there before Ling Lan¡¯s team. Not long after, a stout officer led a squad over to them. Looking at the little bean sprouts in front of him, he chuckled and said, "Hi, darling brats! I¡¯m your leader for the activity this time. Please call me ¡¯leader¡¯." Seeing the scouts¡¯ attention all on him, he continued, "Later, I will be taking you all to the hunting grounds. Remember, listen to mymands. Don¡¯t act on your own, or else don¡¯t me me for not warning you when you die." The officer¡¯s words caused the students¡¯ hearts to leap up into their throats once again. "Also, do you all have any teams? Team leaders, raise your hands," asked the officer. Among the students, six hands, including Ling Lan¡¯s, were raised. The officer¡¯s brows creased. He had not expected there to be so few teams in this term¡¯s batch of students. Initially, he had thought that in teams, the students would be able to coordinate and work together better, increasing the safety of the hunt. However, the current situation was not as good as he had hoped. Helplessly, he raised his right hand and shouted, "Those with teams, leaders, bring your team members over here to my right hand side. Team leaders stand first in line, all teams in a row." Very quickly, Ling Lan and the others had lined up by the officer¡¯s side. Qi Long stood in for Ling Lan as the leader at the front. Just like that, the six teams made six lines, and it became clear that Ling Lan¡¯s team was the one with the most members, five people. Meanwhile, the other teams had either four or three people, with one team even having only two. Chapter 141: The First Hunting Lesson Chapter 141: The First Hunting Lesson Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr This scene caused the officer to smile wryly, thinking to himself that the scouts this year were really such oddballs. In the past, the scouts who came were all mostly already in their own teams, and all those teams basically had all 6 members. But this term, not only were there very few teams, the teams were not even filled yet. He found it annoying just looking at the sparse teams. "Why are there so few team members?" asked the officer unhappily to all the team leaders. "My team is actually full, but the other two members are not in ss-A." Li Yingjie was the first to respond. "Still in the process of choosing. No final decision yet." This was what Wu Jiong had to say. "Um ... the ones I like have already joined other teams, and the ones who haven¡¯t joined a team yet, I don¡¯t see any I like," said Qi Long with a grin, scratching his head, adding a touch of goofiness to his demeanour. "I want to take in more people, but they don¡¯t want to join me," said one of the team leaders with a long face. Who asked everyone to have their eye on Ling Lan¡¯s and Wu Jiong¡¯s respective teams? "Ditto +1!" Another team leader had a simrly long face. "Ditto +2!" The final team leader was also part of the long face n. The officer was unsure whether tough or cry at the humorous words of thest three team leaders. He then turned to ask the other students, "What about you all? Why didn¡¯t you choose to join a team, or make your own team?" All was silent, so the officer pointed at one of the students at random. "You, answer!" That student truly bemoaned his bad luck, actually being called on to answer. Sullenly, he replied, "If I made my own team or joined another team, then I would lose the chance to join Ling Lan¡¯s or Wu Jiong¡¯s team. We all do not want to lose these final three chances." "Alright, alright, so you all have your considerations." The officer stared doubtfully at Qi Long and Wu Jiong, uncertain what sort of charisma they had to make the other students so tenacious. However, there was no way to continue on like this, so the officer grinned sardonically and said, "I don¡¯t care about these messy considerations of yours. Here, my word isw. Right now, Imand you all to quickly get into temporary teams of five. Give me the name list in 3 minutes. If you still don¡¯t have a team then, I will randomly assign you one." The officer swept his gaze at Qi Long. "Since your team is already full, I won¡¯t make any changes. You all can wait over there." The officer pointed out a direction, signalling for Qi Long and his team to move there. Qi Long and the others were very happy that they could remain with Boss Ling Lan. This gave them a lot more confidence. The students reacted swiftly. It took only 5 minutes for 10 teams to form. To ensure his team¡¯sbat ability, Wu Jiong chose a ssmate ranked in the top 10 to join his team, while Li Yingjie had managed to secure the 13th-rank for his team. The other students teamed up ording to how well they got along with one another. Seeing that the students were all ready, the officer waved expansively and shouted, "Depart!" The scouts charged aggressively towards the entrance of the camping grounds, and there they found a huge vehicle which greatly resembled a fully enclosed armoured car of Ling Lan¡¯s past world, but was five or six times bigger. The officer indicated for the students to get into the vehicle. Ling Lan felt the vehicle start up and move. Along the way, she even felt the body of the vehicle being crashed into by somerge force, causing several loud bangs. Seeing the anxious and curious faces of the students, the officer in the same carriage exined, "This is just the savage beasts attacking. Don¡¯t worry, this area is mostly just beasts below G-ss. They won¡¯t be able to do any damage to this transport car." "Won¡¯t any higher ss savage beasts appear?" asked one of the students. "I¡¯ve lived here for 3 years and that has never happened. The savage beasts on this are all territorial, so the savage beasts normally won¡¯t leave the area they live in," exined the officer. Seeing that everyone was still anxious, he then shared the greatest trump of the camp. "We have heavy artillery on the transport car, capable of killing savage beasts below E-ss." At that, the students released relieved sighs, and waited calmly for the transport car to bring them to the hunting grounds. ******** After travelling for not even half an hour, the transport car stopped. The car door swung open, and Ling Lan and the others disembarked under the officer¡¯s direction to find that there was a temporary outpost here. The officer pointed at the thick forest in front of them and said in introduction, "This is the H-ss hunting area which has been specially set up just for you all. Right now, mark down the coordinates of this location. You must not go beyond the radius of this coordinate by 10 kilometres." He then pointed at the temporary outpost behind him and said, "This is a temporary rest area provided for you all. The fence around the perimeter is also an electric barrier fence, definitely capable of withstanding multiple attacks by H-ss savage beasts. Inside, there is also an exchange station. Also, if you want to return to the main camp, either you walk back, or you¡¯ll have to buy a return ticket. And each return ticket requires 500 credits ..." The officer¡¯s mouth split into a grin, and he said with some malicious glee, "So, please work hard and earn money!" That said, without waiting for a response from the stunned students, he leapt onto the transport vehicle, which then zoomed away from the area, leaving the students with nothing but faces full of dust. Slow on the uptake, the students only realised they had been abandoned by the heartless officer after the vehicle was no longer visible. They broke out into angry curses, yelling loudly of the other¡¯s despicable shamelessness, actually leaving without teaching them anything. Han Jijyun ignored the uproar beside him, turning to ask Ling Lan, "Check out the outpost or just go hunting straightaway?" Ling Lan said impassively, "The outpost won¡¯t run away, we can always check it out when we get back. We need to get a better idea of this area before nightfall so we can create a hunting n tonight." Ling Lan¡¯s decision gained everybody¡¯s agreement. Or, we should say, since Ling Lan had decided so, no one else in the team would have any objections. Thus, the five of them swiftly put on their backpacks and headed towards the forest ahead. Seeing the movements of Ling Lan¡¯s team, the other teams put a lid on their anger and began moving as well. Some teams chose to enter the temporary outpost to check it out, while other teams followed Ling Lan¡¯s team to enter the hunting area, getting ready for their first hunt. ******** At this moment, several kilometres in the air above Ling Lan and the others, a mecha battle squad was monitoring the area. Seeing some of the scout teams begin to hunt, their captain gave the following orders to his subordinates. "Each person is responsible for one team. Don¡¯t let theme to any harm." "Roger that, Captain!" "M1702, choosing the first team!" "M1703, choosing the second team!" "M1704, choosing the fifth team!" "M1705, choosing the ..." ******** Meanwhile, in a different direction, on a mountain slope several kilometres away, a bestial mecha squad was also monitoring the area. "Little ones, have you chosen your targets?" "Boss, don¡¯t worry, we¡¯ve all chosen ..." "Pity there aren¡¯t any lolis, can¡¯t push any of them down ..." "Shotas are just as good for that, you sleazy uncle." "Don¡¯t look at me that way, it¡¯s just my fatherly love overflowing ..." "Che ..." This group of people, though noisy and flippant in their unfiltered speech, were nevertheless precise in their movements. Controlling their bestial mecha, they made their way skilfully through the forest, surreptitiously tailing the respective scout teams they had chosen to protect. ******** Qi Long was the spearhead of Ling Lan¡¯s team, with Han Jijyun in the middle, Luo Lang and Lin Zhong-qing at both nks, and Ling Lan at the back of the formation. Han Jijyun¡¯sbat skills were the worst among them, so before they figured out the true strength of the savage beasts in this area, Ling Lan had no choice but to use this safest formation. It was extremely calm the whole way through ¡ª they didn¡¯t encounter any so-called savage beasts. After walking 300 to 400 metres into the forest, Ling Lan¡¯s gaze suddenly flickered and her head twitched minutely towards the left. She could clearly sense that a savage beast was approaching from that direction. A few secondster, Qi Long also sensed it. He quickly gave a warning, "It looks like a savage beast ising. Everyone watch out." Hearing this, everyone tightened their grips on their weapons, focused intently on the direction they were in charge of defending. No one knew what the first H-ss savage beast they encountered would be like and where it would attack from. The wait wasn¡¯t very long. Within a few seconds, a burly grey figure leapt out from the short shrubs on their left side. Its chosen target was the one standing closest to it, Luo Lang. Long prepared, Luo Lang swung the high-frequency de at the figure in a hurried arc. Perhaps Luo Lang¡¯s counterattack was too swift, catching the opponent by surprise, for it was struck dead on by Luo Lang¡¯s attack. A wailing howl rang out, and the grey silhouette twisted in the air tond nimbly on its feet. The powerful attack by Luo Lang had not damaged it at all. At this time, everyone could finally see what it really looked like. It was about the size of arge dog, and was covered in a coat of long grey hair. Its head was like a rabbit from Ling Lan¡¯s past world, but was 4 or 5 timesrger than a rabbit¡¯s head. Meanwhile, its tail was not short and small, but thin and long, with countless scales on it instead of hair. With a subconscious flick of its tail, a crisp crackling sound rang out, and there were now several thin gouges in the tough packed earth. It was obvious that its tail was immensely powerful. "sh rabbit, speed-type H-ss savage beast. Attack methods: mouth, ws, tail. Strength: Immense speed, almost undetectable. Thick and tough skin, unable to be injured by normal strength. Weakness: Predictable attacks. Very impatient. Exchange value: Skin and fur, 10¡ª100 or more (depending on the integrity of the item). ws (whole), 20 each. Tail (whole), 100." Ling Lan read out the information on the sh rabbit immediately. Her memory was amazing, almost to the extent of having a photographic memory. Of course, even if she forgot, Little Four had already saved all the information on the savage beasts and would have reminded her. Listening to Ling Lan¡¯s recitation, Qi Long¡¯s gaze shone brighter and brighter ¡ª this was all money! "Looks like it will be our first quarry." Lin Zhong-qing was equally as excited. The sh rabbit was the weakest among all the H-ss savage beasts. As such, there were not many things of value on it, only three. However, this did not beat the fact that it was the easiest savage beast to hunt. Not only could it allow them to practise on it to familiarize themselves with hunting, they would also profit from it somewhat ¡ª this was a great thing! "In that case, Lin Zhong-qing, we¡¯ll leave this quarry to you," said Ling Lan calmly. In their team, Lin Zhong-qing was the nimble and speedy type. Thus, hunting a sh rabbit as practice was perfect for him, very likely to trigger some insight. The objective of hunting was not simply to take down a quarry, but also to learn how to hunt game that was most suited to one¡¯s abilities. This was the first lesson of hunting, known as ¡¯know thyself, know thy enemy¡¯. Chapter 142: Enemy Attack? Enemy Attack! Chapter 142: Enemy Attack? Enemy Attack! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Under Ling Lan¡¯s nning, every member of Ling Lan¡¯s team experienced hunting solo. After a week, Ling Lan felt that the others had already gotten used to hunting, and were able to work together well with great rapport. So, she decided not to move around with them anymore. Ling Lan had only been following them around this week primarily because she wanted to protect them, afraid that they might encounter some unexpected scenarios. It wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan didn¡¯t want to go off on her own to the areas with higher ss savage beasts, but, Little Four told her that there were mecha convoys from the camp scattered around watching over them, both in the air and on the ground. However, with the passage of time, the number of mecha gradually decreased. Thus, Ling Lan could only bide her time at the temporary outpost. Still, she had the learning space, so it wasn¡¯t aplete waste of time. However, these actions of Ling Lan drew the contempt of the mecha operators protecting the students from the skies ... Just take today for example. After sending Qi Long and the others off at the gates of the temporary outpost, Ling Lan ambled back to the living quarters andy down to sleep. Thiszy and unmotivated demeanour of hers instantly infuriated the mecha operator in charge of this area. "Hells, this punk is such a goddamn rascal, not going out to hunt again," said the mecha operator angrily to his teammates. By this point, the mecha operators were no longer protecting the teams individually, but was keeping track of them through radar monitoring. Any hunting team that entered the range of the area they monitored would fall under their protection. This particr mecha operator¡¯s protection range just happened to include the temporary outpost. Every time he saw Ling Lan remaining at the outpost on his own, sleeping sweetly without a care in the world, his mood would take a deep nosedive. He felt that Ling Lan was not living up to all of their expectations. "Could it be that his credits haven¡¯t been used up yet?" One of his teammates asked him distractedly as he gathered information on the hunting teams within their protection range. Many of the children just did not have the guts to go out and hunt unless absolutely necessary. "If that was the case, I wouldn¡¯t be so angry! I¡¯d just have to wait for him to reach that critical point. But he just goddamn won¡¯t ever run out of credits because his teammates are actually willing to provide for him without anyint!" Extremely disgruntled, the mecha operator¡¯s voice was deep and sullen. "Even though they returned every single time covered in injuries, they would still just smile and give the quarry they hunted to that brat, and let him exchange it for credits and continue to remain in the temporary outpost." The operator was somewhat envious, but his heart also ached for those children. For the sake of such an unmotivated and useless teammate, were their actions worth it? "Ho! Looks like that punk¡¯s interpersonal skills are pretty good then." Being able to get his teammates to provide for him willingly was also an aplishment. The other mecha operators could not help but exim in awe. "Could it be that the punk has an impressive background?" Of course, someone would think of this ¡ª maybe this was the reason why those children didn¡¯t dare to not support him? "I asked the captain, and he said that he doesn¡¯t have any notable background. It¡¯s just that his father died long before he was born in a battle with the Twilight Empire." Very early on, the mecha operator in charge had already asked the captain to investigate the child¡¯s data, and found that his background was very average. Even more average than those of his teammates, Qi Long and Luo Lang. "Perhaps those children pity him for being an orphan of a martyr. Giving him some consideration because of that would be normal," someone spected. "That¡¯s not the way to be considerate. They are here to see blood ¡ª if this brat never sees blood, then how will he grow? Don¡¯t they know that this is actually harming him?" The mecha operator in charge was somewhat distressed at the waste of talent. "What are you worrying for? If he doesn¡¯t want to grow stronger, what can we do ..." The other¡¯s words had barely faded when he suddenly gasped in shock, and asked doubtfully, "Look up there, what¡¯s that?" When he had been browsing through the images, a light had seemed to flicker at the top of the screen. He adjusted the image, and found that countless bright spots had appeared on it, and could not hold back a shout. All of the mecha in the air immediately pulled up their images as well, and saw that there really were countless bright spots descending from the atmosphere. "What¡¯s going on? Why didn¡¯t the camp control tower give us a report?" "Could it be an enemy attack?" "No way ..." Just when those aerial mecha operators were at a loss, Ling Lan, who had already entered the learning space and had started practising her physical skills, sensed a strong signal calling her from the outside. She decisively ended her training and returned to the great hall of the learning space. There, she saw Little Four with an anxious face, who rushed to say, "Boss, I just did an aerial scan, and discovered a mysterious force invading this!" Ling Lan¡¯s face changed. She quickly returned to the real world, leapt up from her bed, and rushed out. Standing in the square of the temporary outpost, she lifted her head to look up at the sky, and could vaguely see several glimmering lights in the skies above. "Little Four, lock onto one of those bright spots and zoom in," ordered Ling Lan. A close-up of the scene right by a bright spot abruptly appeared before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. The bright spot turned out to be a giant elliptical metal object. Its outer shell was smooth and glossy, and it looked just like arge egg made of metal ¡ª there was no way to tell what it was. Its speed of descent was not very quick, just as if there was a reactionary force pushing against the¡¯s gravity. Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrowed, suddenly thinking of something. She yelled out quickly, "Little Four, could you check to see into outer space?" "From here, I¡¯ll need to hack into the radar here. Boss, hold on for a few seconds ..." That said, Little Four left. Ling Lan counted under her breath, and when she reached 9, the image before her suddenly shifted to an image of the space right beyond this. In space, there was nothing. All was silent, just as if those unidentified flying objects had just appeared in their vision from thin air. "The other side might be using some cloaking system to evade radar scanning, and so were not discovered," exined Little Four, "Let me try to change their radar scanning system ..." This so-called ¡¯cloaking¡¯ was not true concealment ¡ª it was just recognizing an opponent¡¯s radar scanning system and preparing a corresponding countermeasure. So, a minor modification to the scanning system would solve the problem. Little Four¡¯s words had yet to fade when Ling Lan saw two massive interster motherships suddenly appear in a corner of the initially boundless starry sky. Beside them were four escort starships. Right then, those elliptical metal objects were beingunched in a never-ending stream from the mothership¡¯sunch port. The four escort starships were positioned at four corners, carefully guarding the two motherships in the centre. "Searching for their emblem ..." The starships within the image began to rotate, until, on one side of one of the ships, a blood-red sun was revealed ... "The Twilight Empire ..." Ling Lan¡¯s gaze narrowed, her mind swiftly registering the severity of the matter. Immediately, she said, "Quick, transmit the images to the camp¡¯s control tower ..." "Already done." Little Four had instantly transmitted those images to the control tower. Ling Lan¡¯s gaze filled up with killing intent ¡ª the Twilight Empire ... that was the main culprit in her father Ling Xiao¡¯s murder. She had originally thought that she would only get the chance to get revenge and kill the people of the Twilight Empire once she grew up, but unexpectedly, this opportunity had presented itself here at this mysterious. Of course, Ling Lan also knew very well that their appearance here most likely meant that some problems had also emerged within the inner workings of the Federation, just like back when Ling Xiao had been killed. Only this time, she wondered who their target was. ******** When the control tower received Little Four¡¯s transmitted images, they instantly sounded the rm ... The entire camp leapt into action under the ring cacophony of the rms. All the resting soldiers rushed out, grabbing their weapons and their mecha. Meanwhile, the mecha operators in the air still observing those unidentified bright spots in the atmosphere had also received the warning of an enemy attack from the control tower. "Warning, this is an enemy attack ...! Warning, this is an enemy attack!" "Get ready for battle!" The cold voice of the captain came through the publicmunications channel. "Yes!" All of the mecha were fully armed, and they watched suspiciously as those countless flying objects drifted down towards their. The moment the captain gave themand, they would charge. In the meantime, the hunting students had also received the notification to return to the camp or the closest outpost. When the opponent had drifted down to a certain altitude, the flight-capable winged mecha or humanoid mecha all flew up into the sky as well, waiting in formation. ******** Meanwhile, in space, themanding officer of the mothership who had supervised theunching of the metallic giant eggs, was closely watching the feedback images of the situation below. When he saw that the opponent had already noticed them and were prepared to attack, he instantly pounded the table in anger. " Baka 1 , how did they discover our concealed airstrike strategy? Which bastard ratted us out?!" Originally, they had wanted to overwhelm the opponent with the element of surprise, but was unexpectedly faced with this sort of direct faceoff. His heart started to twinge in pain ¡ª the sneak attack this time involved their empire¡¯s most exceptional mecha column, if any idents happened and they were lost here, it would definitely be a severe loss. Thismanding officer naturally didn¡¯t know that the reason the opponent was prepared was due to Little Four, this intelligent bio-entity from the miraculous Mandora ... "Attack!" When the control tower gave thismand, all the air-borne mechaunched the first wave of attack. The metallic eggs right at the bottom were instantly caught in the explosions of this intense firepower. Losing the anti-gravity deceleration, they dropped like stones, hurtling downwards at full speed. The mecha in formation paid no mind to these falling eggs ¡ª everyone knew that at that speed, even if there were protective fittings inside, the people inside would still be at death¡¯s door even if they didn¡¯t die. These images were transmitted back to the motherships in space, causing themanding officer to yell ¡¯baka baka¡¯ non-stop, yet he was helpless to do anything. Now that things had developed into the current situation, it was no longer something he could resolve. "Sir, can we let them break out of the shells and act now?" The adviser beside the officer wiped away the sweat on his forehead, and reminded him with a bow. Since there was already no chance of a sneak attack, they might as well fight outright pitting strength against strength. " Sano-kun¡¯s 2 suggestion is good. Give out the order to act!" Themanding officer finally calmed down. " Hai 3 !" ******** Once the order went out, all the falling metallic eggs cracked open by themselves, revealing the ck mecha hiding within each one. The sight of those ck mecha, along with the crimson sun emzoned on their chests instantly drove all the Federation¡¯s mecha operator¡¯s into a collective rage. "Curses, it¡¯s mecha!" "The bloody Twilight Empire!" "Dammit, kill them all ... avenge Major General Ling Xiao!" It wasn¡¯t clear which mecha operator said this, but it summed up the burning animosity of the mecha operators well. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji If anyone has questions orments about the usage of Japanese terms in this chapter, please refer to the trantor¡¯s thoughts section at chapter 144 first before posting. Chapter 143: The Mecha Battle Kicks Off! Chapter 143: The Mecha Battle Kicks Off! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s death due to one of the Twilight Empire¡¯s evil plots was a major grudge for all mecha operators of the Federation. They too had once thought of charging onto the battlefields against the Twilight Empire for revenge, but they were soldiers, and so had to submit to the military¡¯s arrangements. They had been assigned to develop this mysterious, but the rage in their hearts had not disappeared. Now, suddenly seeing the hated killers appear before them, almost all of the mecha operators were about to go on a rampage. Everyone present on the field knew that this would be a death sh, a fight till one side or the other was dead! The artillery in the hands of the Federation mecha operators needed nomand, firing wildly in an endless barrage. A great battle was about to start ... in the sky, the sounds of rocket fire filled the air ¡ª the Twilight Empire mecha naturally did not justy back and admit defeat. Even if they had no choice but to dodge while they were still trying to gain control of their mecha, they would still raise up their firearms when necessary to return fire. The entire battlefield was shrouded in the smoke of artillery ¡ª with every round of fire, several mecha would be destroyed and fall ... some of the Federation, more of those from the Twilight Empire. Those mecha plunged from the skies wreathed in thick smoke and zing fire, crashing loudly onto the ground. Even Ling Lan, who was quite far away from the heart of the battle, could still feel the violent tremors from the ground, almost losing her footing. On the ground, those mecha would explode a second or even a third time. Shrapnel went flying, wisps of me scattering everywhere ¡ª the immense explosive force broke the surrounding trees at their waists, some trees even being uprooted entirely. Yet even more trees were set alight by the errant sparks, quickly bing engulfed in mes ... Under the barrage of artillery, the initially tranquil primitive forest descended into a sea of smoke and fire. The savage beasts within seemed to sense the looming threat, and began to make amotion. The descending Twilight mecha were getting closer and closer to the Federation mecha soldiers in the air; at this point, the camp control tower gave a new order, "All aerial mecha squads, move out immediately!" Thismand proved that the battle had already entered the most intense closebat stage. The oue of this battle now would be determined entirely by whose nation¡¯s mecha operators were stronger. From the start, this world had been a world governed by the principle of the survival of the fittest ¡ª only by being stronger than the opponent could you have the right to continue surviving. All the Federation mecha operators who received the order operated their mecha to fly towards those iing Empire mecha. In the skies of this, blue-white mecha and ck mecha shed, battling it out with one another. ******** The suprememander of the camp looked at the starships hovering in space on the screen before him. Rage spiked in his heart, and he threw the phone receiver in his hand roughly at the ground, where it instantly broke apart. Raging, he said, "Goddammit! If these bastards weren¡¯t here, how would I have let these despicable mechand so easily ... Damn! Now we can only rely on the mecha teams to hold them off with force." On the other end of the phone receiver, the technician soldier silently wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He was thankful that he had managed to react quickly enough to shut down the functions of the receiver moments before themanding officer had smashed it, saving the eardrums of his teammates. It turned out that the secret headquarters on this was equipped with anti-aircraft artillery. However, due to the threat of the starships in outer space, the suprememander did not dare to use them. This made him feel extremely frustrated and was the main source of his rage. Themanding officer could almost confirm that the Twilight Empire was just using these mecha to try and entice them into firing their anti-aircraft missiles. After finding out that the opponent was the Twilight Empire, themanding officer knew that even if the opponent had found the coordinates to this, they still would not know the detailed location of the Federation¡¯s secret headquarters on the. If the opponent had known for sure where the headquarters was, they definitely would not have first let the mecha descend for a sneak attack. Instead, they would have just opened fire with the starships, directly blowing up their mainmand centre right from the start. This way, without any propermand, the Federation warriors would definitely not be able to muster up any effective resistance. The Empire would have been able to easily assume control of this. If he had not discovered the opponent¡¯s starships, he might very well have already given themand for the camp to fire their anti-aircraft missiles. He could almost see the final oue then ... those few starships of the Twilight Empire would then have figured out where they were hiding, and sent all their firepower on board towards them,pletely destroying this location, vaporizing everyst bit of them, leaving no bodies behind. At this thought, themanding officer felt a lingering frisson of fear in his heart. Luckily the radar had worked in the end, managing to detect those concealed starships and motherships. This also made him instantly aware of the opponent¡¯s scheme, saving him from giving out a wrong order. Themanding officer collected his emotions, and turned to ask the chief of staff beside him, "When will the reinforcement teams arrive?" Although he had seen through the opponent¡¯s dangerous scheme, the situation right now still wasn¡¯t looking good. "The crew closest to us is at the Misri Corridor area. Even if they rush over at top speed, it is estimated to take about 10 hours," reported the chief of staff. "Hold out for 10 hours, is it?" The suprememander frowned, considering whether it was possible to hold out for 10 hours with his current forces. "Commander, there¡¯s more bad news I have to tell you ..." The chief of staff had received thetest updates from the other staff officers, and he now looked somewhat ill. "The forces just sent word that just now, a Twilight Empire fleet was seen in the vicinity of Qiming." The suprememander hurriedly tapped on the star map on a screen andpared the distance between the two locations. He could not help but curse! This was because the distance from the Misri Corridor and that from Qiming were roughly the same. In other words, 10 hourster, the opponent would also receive reinforcements. "Contact military headquarters immediately. Tell them to send even more fleets over. No matter how long it¡¯ll take them toe, we will hold out till the end!" That said, the suprememander turned and left the control tower. This surprised the chief of staff who had begun making arrangements for hismands. He asked, "Commander, where are you going?" "Where? To fight! Am I supposed to just sit here and wait? My soldiers are all battling courageously right now!" With an angry re, themander stalked onto the control tower¡¯s elevator tform to go down, not giving the chief of staff any time to stop him. Nimbly, he climbed into his own mecha, and after activating it, he piloted it to fly up to the aerial battlefield. Behind him, his bodyguard mecha team followed swiftly ... themander they were supposed to protect had already chosen to battle, of course they could not stay back. "Ahem, this fellow ... that¡¯s so irresponsible!" The chief of staff looked at the back of themander who had leapt into battle, and muttered unhappily to himself. Still, he could onlyin a little in protest ¡ª against the formidablemander whose very nature was that of an extreme battle maniac, all he could do was resign himself to his bad luck and clean up after him. ******** "Baka! The opponent actually chose not to use their anti-aircraft missiles but fight in close quarters with mecha? Are they that confident in their own mecha operators? What do you all think?" In space, themanding officer on the mothership saw that their ns had failed once again. Their originally perfect strategies, all failing ¡ª this caused him to be extremely displeased and angry. "Commander, don¡¯t worry. Among the mecha operators executing the air strike this time is a team of our empire¡¯s ace mecha escorts. As long as theynd sessfully, the opponent¡¯s mecha operators will definitely be no match for them." The staff officer beside him quickly offered reassurance, boosting themanding officer¡¯s confidence, "They will definitelyplete this ¡¯Operation Decapitation¡¯!" There were many strategies; they too had thought of all kinds of unfavourable contingencies. As long as the ace mecha troopnded sessfully, they would carry out ¡¯Operation Decapitation¡¯ ¡ª seek out the opponent¡¯smand centre and destroy it so that the opponent would have no organisation, and hence lose all form of effective resistance. " Yoshi 1 ! I hope they don¡¯t disgrace our great Twilight Empire." Once more, themanding officer felt as if he had the situation well in hand. ******** On the, right now, there were the sounds of countless firearms being fired. The temporary outpost was also ringing with the warning res alerting the troops of an air attack. Some on-duty soldiers were directing nonbatants to the nearest air raid shelter, but their main responsibility was to help those students at the outpost who were scared shitless. "Bastard, stop running around recklessly! Come back quickly!" A soldier on duty at the outpost was currently gathering all the students hiding all around the outpost. When he saw Ling Lan standing at the entrance of the outpost looking around randomly, he instantly yelled at him anxiously. Suddenly, from god knows where, a bomb fell ¡ª the soldier leapt frantically at Ling Lan ... then, he felt his body being tugged aside by something, causing him to tumble in another direction, dropping straight into a trench dug by the camp. "Boom!" The bomb exploded on the other side. But because they were inside the trench, they werepletely uninjured. The soldier raised his head, bewildered, and saw a small figure crouched in front of him. "Big Brother, thank you for saving me." That charming young shota had a serious expression on his face, but the immense gratitude he held in his eyes was unmistakable. Although the soldier was still wondering how he had suddenly changed course in mid-air, the two of them had indeed been saved by the shift in direction. As such, he could only scratch his head in confusion and say, "As long as you¡¯re alright! As long as you¡¯re alright!" Then, realising something, he asked, "Why didn¡¯t you go to the air raid shelters?" The camp had informed the students the coordinates of all the air raid shelters at the first moment, letting them choose the nearest air raid shelter to hide at. Fearing that the students would be scared stiff by this sort of ruthless battle scene, they had then sent some on-duty staff to check up on them, which was why this soldier had appeared here at the outpost. "I wanted to go, but was still checking the directions, confirming the coordinates." Ling Lan gave a perfectly normal reason. In the midst of an unforeseen event, it was very easy to lose one¡¯s direction in the chaos. The soldier had already seen scouts in this sort of situation an nth number of times, and so merely pointed at a direction and said, "You just walk in this direction, and then look at the coordinate numbers on yourmunicator, and you should be able to find an air raid shelter." "Thank you, big brother. Then I¡¯ll be leaving first!" Ling Lan gave him a grateful scout¡¯s salute, and then jumped out of the trench, quickly disappearing into the distance. The soldier pulled on his helmet and carefully moved forwards in a low crouch. He needed to continue checking the next location. After moving stealthily in this way for several tens of metres, he abruptly realised that the other¡¯s movements had been much more agile than his ... Chapter 144: Chance! Make a Move! Chapter 144: Chance! Make a Move! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan did not choose to go to that air raid shelter; instead, she secretly hid at a random blind spot within the outpost. With Little Four¡¯s help, she contacted Qi Long. "Qi Long, where are you guys now?" "Boss Lan, finally got hold of you. We can¡¯t go back anymore," said Qi Long, chuckling drily. "What happened?" asked Ling Lan in surprise. "The road we need to go back is now a battlefield!" The sound of violent hacking and shing could be heard from Qi Long¡¯s end ¡ª the sound was so loud that it almost covered Qi Long¡¯s voice. "Mechabat!" Ling Lan could immediately tell what the sound signified. "Yes, and not just ... BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!" Loud explosions rang out on Qi Long¡¯s end, "Boss, we need to retreat quickly, otherwise we¡¯ll be chopped into pieces by the winds of their swords." Heavy panting could be heard via themunicator ¡ª it looked like Qi Long and the others were running for their lives trying to escape that frightening battlefield. Ling Lan was extremely anxious, hating the fact that she wasn¡¯t there with them. "We can¡¯t go any further. Any further and it¡¯s the F-ss savage beast area." Han Jijyun¡¯s voice rang out on the other side of themunicator. "You all already entered the G-ss savage beast area?" A bad feeling rose in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. "Yup, the battlefield spread too quickly, so we could only keep dodging backwards. But luckily, those G-ss savage beasts have also been frightened away by the battlefield." Qi Long¡¯s voice held a trace of relief, because if that had not been the case, they would not have been able to run so deep into the forest. "Stop running. Those savage beasts have already be even more dangerous," said Ling Lan frantically. The sound of running footsteps slowed and finally came to a stop. Then, Qi Long¡¯s voice came through once again, a note of puzzlement in it, "Boss Lan, what did you say?" "They¡¯re about to go berserk from this sudden battle." Ling Lan had already received Little Four¡¯s warning. He had found that within the range of his monitoring, the savage beasts¡¯ eyes had already turned red, as if they were about to go berserk at any moment. "Can you all go around the battlefield?" Ling Lan followed up with this question. "No, the battlefield has already spread to cover the entire G-ss savage beast district. No matter which way we go, we¡¯ll have to pass through F-ss territory," responded Han Jijyun. He had been keeping a close eye on the situation, so he knew very well that right now, the battlefield had engulfed almost all of H-ss and G-ss areas. Therefore, if they wanted to avoid the battlefield and get back to the temporary outpost, they could only go through F-ss savage beast territory. Han Jijyun felt very helpless. With their capabilities, their chances of passing through F-ss territory safely was exceedingly low ¡ª they would only have one chance in ten of surviving. It wasn¡¯t that much different from just cutting through the mecha battlefield directly. "Boss, please don¡¯t worry. We¡¯ll act ording to the situation. Right now, we¡¯ll first go look for a good ce to hide. Boss, you should also go to an air raid shelter as soon as possible and hide." Qi Long told Ling Lan their decision. He knew that in this type of situation, even if Ling Lan was strong, he would not be able to help them. In this kind ofrge-scale, destructive mecha battle, scout academy students like them who only knew low-levelbat arts were just ants. Qi Long and the others did not want Ling Lan to be in any danger, even somewhat d that he had note with them to hunt and gotten stuck here as well. "Alright, find a ce as soon as possible to hide then. Oh, and keep yourmunicators turned on. I¡¯ll contact you guys periodically." After giving her orders, Ling Lan cut the call. Ling Lan¡¯s brows were deeply furrowed. She knew very well that on that battlefield, the Federation mecha operators were fully engaged in battle and had no mind to care about the students anymore. In other words, whether Qi Long and the others lived or died was entirely up to their luck now. "Goddammit! I need to find them!" Ling Lan made her decision in an instant. She was not someone who would abandon herrades. Ling Lan knew that if the battle continued to spread outwards, Qi Long and the others would be forced to enter the territory of even higher level savage beasts. Little Four had already cautioned more than once that the savage beasts there were already in a state of violent frenzy ¡ª theirbat abilities were definitely not at their normal baseline. Undoubtedly, the longer Qi Long and the others lingered there, the more precarious their situation would be. With a decision in her heart, Ling Lan quietly zipped out of the outpost. The soldier on guard at the entrance, who was waiting for straggling students, only felt his eyes blur for a moment, as if a shadow had flown by at the edge of his vision. But when he looked around, he saw nothing. "Am I seeing things? Looks like the surrounding smoke still managed to affect my vision ..." The soldier could only exin it this way. He threw all thoughts of that passing shadow to the back of his mind and stopped worrying about it. Ling Lan rapidly dashed through the hunting grounds of the H-ss savage beasts. In the dim lighting of the dense forest, she moved through the trees as nimbly as a monkey. With several quick dashes, she zipped from one tree branch to another. Her speed made her seem just like a shadow, leaving afterimages between the tree trunks, and herndings were so soft that they made no sound. After travelling for about 2 kilometres, Ling Lan abruptly came to a stop. Her brows lifted slightly, but very quickly, she leapt up nimbly, and dashed into one of the shrubs to hide without making any noise. Ling Lan had just hidden herself when, not far from Ling Lan¡¯s position, tworge mecha collided heavily in the air and simultaneously lost control and fell. They crashed forcefully into the forest undergrowth about 200 metres away from Ling Lan. The great tremors caused by the crashes stirred up a tornado, which whipped out to decimate the surrounding trees. The tornado only died off when it was about less than 10 metres from where Ling Lan was hiding. Ling Lan seemed to have expected this, for she was not affected at all. All throughout, she kept a lid on her presence, crouched within the shrubs, motionless. The instant she went into hiding, Ling Lan had entered hunting mode ¡ª her mind was as still as ice, perfectly melding her presence with her surroundings. Even if Instructor Number One from the learning space came here now, before Ling Lan made a move, it would still be very difficult for him to find Ling Lan¡¯s hiding spot. Perhaps the two mecha had been rendered useless by the crash, for the operators could not get them to stand up again. Almost simultaneously, the hatch of the cockpit on both mecha opened. Two mecha operators leapt out from their respective cockpits at the same time. "ng!" The clear ring of cold weapons shing, proving that the two mecha operators had crossed des again in an instant. The two of them were pushed back by the other¡¯s attack, each stumbling backwards several steps before regaining their footing. They gripped the short swords in their hands and faced each other from a distance, waiting for the next chance to attack. The distance between the two of them was about 10 metres. The mecha operator dressed in a blue and whitebat uniform on one side was from the Federation. Ling Lan could tell due to the Federation logo on his chest ¡ª a big golden five-pointed star. On the other side was the mecha operator of the Twilight Empire, dressed in abat uniform the same ck as the Empire¡¯s mecha. The entire uniform was a dark inky ck, the only spot of colour being the blood-red sun on his chest. The mecha operators¡¯bat uniforms were a type of one-piece outfit, evening outfitted with a fully sealed helmet. This set ofbat uniforms were definitely the best defensive equipment in this world. Ordinary des would not be able to pierce through it; of course, the short swords equipped on the bodies of these mecha operators were made of a special type of metal ¡ª although the swords could not pierce through thebat uniforms, three stabs at the same spot would weaken the uniform enough to prate it and deal damage. The two of them faced off for a few seconds, unmoving, and then, their figures shed as they moved almost simultaneously. ng! ng! ng! ... Over 10 times the weapons shed. The two men were fighting evenly, but the consecutive attacks were wearing down the stamina of both of them rapidly. Soon, the two men were starting to breathe unsteadily. They had originally been fighting in their mecha for half a day up in the air, using up a lot of their energy already. And now, on the ground, they were engaged in a life-or-death close-range battle. Whether it was in terms of mental or physical strength, they were at the end of their ropes ¡ª it was all down to who could hold out for a breath longer. The patiently waiting Ling Lan had already quietly picked up a twig about a finger-length and slipped it between her fingers, poised as she waited calmly for the two men tounch into their next attacks. Finally, the two men lifted up their swords again, and charged towards the other at the same time ... Chance! With barely a thought, Ling Lan¡¯s wrist twitched, and the twig in between her fingers flew like an arrow towards the Twilight Empire mecha operator. Ling Lan naturally knew that the twig would not be able to prate the other¡¯sbat uniform on its own. Thus, her target was the only weakness of thebat uniform ¡ª the neck! Even though, on the surface, it seemed like the mecha operator¡¯s entire body was shielded by thebat uniform, in truth, at times, from a particr angle, a tiny unshielded gap would be revealed. For example, when a mecha operator lifted his head a certain way, an almost imperceptible gap would appear at the join between the helmet and thebat uniform. Ling Lan, who was lying t within the shrubs, was viewing the scene from a downward angle, and so managed to catch sight of this tiny, tiny gap. All this time, Ling Lan¡¯s cool observation was so she could find this opportunity for a one-hit kill. And Ling Lan¡¯s patience finally brought her this opportunity. The small and thin twig struck silently and abruptly ¡ª also, the Twilight Empire mecha operator never would have imagined that there would be another ruthless hunter here, so his full attention was on the Federation mecha operator opposite him. He wasn¡¯t guarding against other sources of killing intent. He suddenly felt a stab of pain at his neck, and the hand which he had nned to use to parry the opponent¡¯s short sword stilled for a moment. But this short pause was enough to make him miss the correct timing to parry, and he could only watch as his chest was pierced forcefully by the other¡¯s short sword. Panicked, he tried to back away, but then he discovered something even more frightening ¡ª he could not control his body at all. Within the blink of an eye, the opponent had stabbed his chest three times repeatedly, breaking through his uniform to pierce into his chest. He could only watch as his own blood started to spurt from his chest ... What in the world had happened? They had clearly been evenly matched, both unable to overwhelm the other ... why would he lose control over his body in these final moments? The mecha operator of the Twilight Empire fell over with a face filled with disbelief. Till the end, he still could not figure out how he had died, causing him to be a muddled ghost even in death. Of course, the reason for all this was Ling Lan¡¯s undetectable attack; it had just been too strange and unexpected. Because the twig had been so small and thin, it had only caused a small droplet of blood to well up at the area on the neck which it had shot into. Thus, the Twilight Empire mecha operator had never even noticed that he had suffered a sneak attack. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji First off, I¡¯m very pleased by the steady ranking this week. Very pleased. :3 And since I also have some extra time, here¡¯s an extra chapter. Secondly, as quite a fewmenters have questioned the use of Japanese words in recent chapters, here is my response instead of having to reply again and again individually. 1. These words are included in ordance with the raws. Either the author spelled them out phically with Chinese characters, or it was implied, as with the structure of the names. The words are not left ¡¯untranted¡¯ because this is not a Japanese novel. 2. Despite point #1, some have requested the words be ¡¯tranted normally¡¯. To that, I have to say, what is normal? Usage of foreign words in text has always been epted as a literary device, even in original English works. It helps in setting background and differentiating characters. Ask yourselves -- would this be an issue if the words included were Spanish or French or, better yet, some obscurenguage you were unfamiliar with? The only issue here seems to be the anime-like impression Japanese has in some readers¡¯ minds. As a trantor, my duty is to be faithful to the original, personal biases notwithstanding. I will only ¡¯fix¡¯ the raws if something is greatly illogical (like with theser missiles in a previous chapter), contradictory, or is clearly an error on the author¡¯s part (typos, wrong names, etc.). Which brings me to ... 3. Even reading the raws, the enemy Twilight Empirees off as a littleedic, perhaps due to the inclusion of the Japanese words. Who¡¯s to say that that is not the original intent of the author? Belittle and caricaturize the enemy -- making it easy for readers to dislike them and cheer for the MC¡¯s side. This is not to say I agree with this method or the ideology of the author, but it is a possibility that this was what the author was aiming for. Thus, I am sorry if it makes any of you ufortable, but I will be leaving the Japanese words as is. It¡¯s pretty systematic, so it should be easy enough to ignore or to just switch the terms in your own mind as you read if it bothers you. Besides, there won¡¯t be much more of it once the fighting gets into full swing, and this arc will end in about 10 chapters or so anyhow. I hope this answers all your questions on the matter. As always, thank you for your support, and happy reading. :3 Chapter 145: Controlling Polar Light! Chapter 145: Controlling Pr Light! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The Federation mecha operator saw that his opponent waspletely dead; only then did he let out a breath, rxing fully. Simrly, he had not noticed anything odd, just feeling d that the opponent had run out of stamina before he had. This was why he was the one who lived and not the opponent. Hiding at one side, Ling Lan was just thinking whether to go out and meet the other to obtain an update on the battlefield situation when a frisson of rm coursed through her heart. Without even thinking about it, Ling Lan pushed off the ground forcefully with both arms, sending her whole body flying backwards rapidly. At that moment, a terrifying light energy beam poured down from the skies, apanied by a horrified voice screaming, "Dodge ...!!" A Twilight mecha in the air had noticed the surviving Federation mecha operator on the ground, and had decisively raised the gun in his hand to send a powerful light beam sting down on the other. Not too far from this spot, another Federation mecha had also happened to see the opponent¡¯s movement, and had tried to lift his own gun to stop the other, but it was toote. The resting Federation mecha operator standing there had no chance of reacting, directly being engulfed by that massive light beam ... A loud "BOOM" and the earth was sted apart, causing an approximately 20-metre wide pit to appear. Right then, that Federation mecha operator standing there had disappeared without a trace, only leaving behind blood-soaked dark rust coloured earth as proof of his existence. "Bastards! I¡¯ll kill you!" The other Federation mecha operator¡¯s anguished voice rang out, interspersed with countless sts from his gun. In the air, yet another pair of Federation and Twilight Empire mecha became locked in battle, oue uncertain. ******** Less than 10 metres away from the deep pit, Ling Lan was lying t on the ground, drenched in cold sweat, not daring to make a single move. Luckily she had sensed the danger back then and had run away in time. Otherwise, if she had still been hiding in her original spot, that hit just now would have turned her into a puddle of bloody water just like that Federation mecha operator. Even so, she had still been struck heavily by a broken tree which had been thrown her way by the st, incurring some internal damage. Ling Lan knew very well that in this kind of grand mecha battle, fragile physical bodies just could not stand up to the potential damage. She was already considered unbelievably lucky for surviving this round. "Boss, the mecha discarded by those two earlier may perhaps still be usable." Right now, Little Four was also very nervous. Ling Lan was stuck on her own on the battlefield ¡ª this situation was just too dangerous. They needed to have a mecha of their own to be able to stand up to the enemy. After searching for a long while, Little Four had found that the mecha which had fallen at the very start of this still seemed somewhat intact, so there was a chance it could still be used. "Let¡¯s wait for a moment. Let those two mecha leave first." Ling Lan circted her Qi to start healing her injuries as she consoled Little Four. By now, there was nothing but t ground around those two mecha which had fallen, no avable cover whatsoever. If she just rushed out like this, she would definitely be noticed by the two mecha battling it out in the sky. Ling Lan absolutely did not want to be like that Federation mecha operator earlier ¡ª consumed by fire, saying a thorough goodbye to the world, leaving no trace behind. Little Four knew that Ling Lan was right, and so said nothing further. However, the notion of getting a mecha of their own once again reared up in his heart. That way, he would be able to control the A.I. of the mecha and help his boss. Ling Lan¡¯s internal injury was not too severe, but if not treated well, there would still be the possibility of future problems. Especially since they were still in a dangerous position right now ¡ª any damage would mean a decrease inbat ability, so the most important thing now was to make sure her injury was fully healed. Consequently, Ling Lan left the safety of her surroundings up to Little Four, putting her full attention into recuperating. Very quickly, Ling Lan shut out all thoughts of her surroundings, entering a deeper dimension of Qi cirction and healing ... ******** When Ling Lan opened her eyes once more, her body felt light ¡ª the tired feeling in her muscles as she had rushed here was gone along with her injury. Ling Lan knew that this was due to the deeper level of Qi healing, replenishing the vital energies of her body till its optimum state. Ling Lan¡¯s spirits were light as she looked up subconsciously. There was nothing there ¡ª the two mecha fighting there before she began healing herself were gone. Frowning lightly, Ling Lan asked, "Little Four, why didn¡¯t you wake me?" Who knew how much time she had wasted ¡ª if she had known that those two mecha were gone, she would have woken up earlier. Little Four did not think he did anything wrong. Righteously, he said, "You need to be well so we can find Qi Long and the others more efficiently." Ling Lan had nothing to say in response to Little Four¡¯s words. After all, Little Four had done so for her sake. If she did not heal her injuries fully and forced herself to go and look for herpanions, and then, if by any chance there was any danger, she may have dropped the ball at a critical point. That was definitely being irresponsible. Thus, Ling Lan cast aside the issue and began sneaking cautiously towards the two fallen mecha. As she moved, she asked Little Four, "When did those two mecha leave?" "Hmm? They never left ..." For a moment, Little Four had no idea what Ling Lan was saying. "Then where are they?" Little Four¡¯s words scared Ling Lan so much that she immediately dropped t to the ground and stopped moving. Could it be that the two mecha were hiding in some unseen corner? Why didn¡¯t this little rascal tell her about this sooner? "Oh, they¡¯re justying about 1000 metres away." Little Four¡¯s words let Ling Lan¡¯s heart settle back in her ribcage. Little Four brought up the image of the scene 1000 metres away in front of Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. Through it, Ling Lan could see that the two mecha had apparently perished together. 1000 metres away, there was yet another deep pit, and at the bottom of it, the two mecha were tangled up with one another. The beam sabers in the hands of both mecha were deeply buried in the other¡¯s cockpit. Thick crimson liquid was gushing out endlessly from both cockpits ¡ª the mecha operators inside were extremely unlikely to have survived. "Little Four, monitor the surroundings, including the area above," ordered Ling Lan, after letting out a heavy sigh. Almost every second on the battlefield, a life was ended. Ling Lan hoped she did not be the next to perish. Thus, she needed to get a handle on the surrounding situation so that she would not be caught off guard by an enemy hiding in a corner. Under Little Four¡¯sprehensive monitoring, Ling Lan safely arrived at her destination. Little Four swiftly checked the two mecha and found that they were both viable for repair. After some consideration, Ling Lan decided to take control of the Federation mecha. Although she also considered using the Twilight Empire mecha to sneak into the ranks of the Twilight Empire and attack them from within, the battlefield was a chaotic mess ¡ª both sides were already in a battle frenzy, if she were identally killed by the Federation, that would be such an ironic waste. Ling Lan quickly climbed into the cockpit, and Little Four instantly took over the control rights of the A.I.. Then, the first thing he did was to urgently shut the cockpit hatch, and then activate the mecha. The mecha¡¯s screen lit up in a sh, and then countlessbinations of 0s and 1s appeared, scrolling up in an endless stream from the bottom of the screen, finally covering the entire screen ... "Boss, please wait patiently. I¡¯m upgrading the A.I. and repairing some of the broken driver routines." Little Four¡¯s voice suddenly came out from the mecha¡¯s sound systems. Ling Lan waited for roughly 3 minutes, and the countless 0s and 1s finally disappeared from the screen, condensing down to form tworge words ¡ª Pr Light 1 ! After a brief moment, the two words slowly faded from the screen. At the same time, the screen brightened, and Ling Lan felt the enclosed feeling she had at the start fade away. She could now see the limitless blue skies, and several columns of ck smoke drifting over from who knows where. "This mecha is part of the advanced mecha Pr Light series." Seeing the words ¡¯Pr Light¡¯, Ling Lan immediately knew what level of mecha she was about to operate. Who¡¯d have guessed that her first time piloting a real mecha would directly skip basic mecha, lower mecha, and intermediate mecha, jumping straight to advanced mecha? Other children probably wouldn¡¯t even dare to dream of such a thing. "As expected, anything is possible on a battlefield!" thought Ling Lan to herself. "The Pr Light series ¡ª its strengths are its speed and its long-range attacks. In contrast, it¡¯s a bit weaker in terms of close-rangebat," said Little Four regretfully. It should be noted that whether in terms of physical skills or mecha control, Ling Lan¡¯s skills in close-rangebat were much stronger than her long-range attacks. "Little Four, there¡¯s no such thing as strengths and weaknesses for mecha. Whether it¡¯s strong or weak depends entirely on the ability of the operator." A small smile hung on the corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips. Even if this was the weakest mecha, when it came to close-rangebat, she had the confidence to utilise it well. "Also, I¡¯ve found the instructional channel for the Pr Light controls. Boss, do you want to view it?" This was an advanced mecha after all, some of its controls were somewhat different from those of a basic mecha. "Okay, just speed it up." Ling Lan had already scanned the control buttons ¡ª most of it was almost the same as with basic mecha controls, with only a few new additions. What Ling Lan was interested in was this section of the video. Very quickly, Ling Lan had absorbed the newly added things. There was nothing too strange about them, mostly just theunch buttons of some artillery weapons. Ling Lan wasn¡¯t someone who used those much anyway, so this just made Ling Lan even more confident. "What a shame that other than two small high-frequency des and a beam saber, this mecha has no other close-range weaponry." Little Four was full of contempt for the dullness of the high-frequency des and the sole piercing function of the beam saber. "They¡¯re enough for me." Ling Lan nimbly controlled the mecha to grip the beam saber in its left hand. That length and piercing function really made it feel like a tri-edge trench knife; Ling Lan was very pleased. "Little Four, run an immediate check on the remaining artillery left and the power levels." Ling Lan was not an impulsive person. Everything she did, she hoped to do it with all the information at her disposal. "Head: anti-aircraft missiles 2 , 2. Left arm: Beam shield energy sufficient, able to support 2 hours of continuousbat. Beam saber energy insufficient, only able to sustain for around 40 minutes. Right arm: 57 mm high-energy beam rifle, able to fire 18 beam shots. Additionally, in the chest area, two iid rockets were still unused. Driver energy blocks: Main energy block with 20% remaining, two secondary energy blocks still left unused." Little Four reported the status items of the mecha to Ling Lan one by one. "If we fly, how long can we sustain movement? If I fight at full strength, how long can the mecha hold out?" Ling Lan then threw a few possible scenarios at Little Four. "Purely flying, we¡¯ll be fine within 10 hours. If youbine flight with full outbat, 30 minutes should be okay!" replied Little Four conclusively. "Got it." Ling Lan now had a baseline. She then operated the mecha to fly swiftly at low altitudes, rapidly making her way towards Qi Long and the others. Ling Lan was not flying at max speeds, however, because she did not want to be noticed and targeted by the enemies in the air above ... Chapter 146: Discovered? Chapter 146: Discovered? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In a dark and dense forest area closest to the battlefield, a team of four scout students were carefully moving through the trees, trying to go around the whole battlefield by skirting the edges of the forest ... They could clearly hear the violent sounds of artillery and explosions not far away, and every once in a while, they could feel the sudden tremors of the ground when a mecha crashed from the skies into the ground. Each time, they would be frozen in terror, afraid that some stray artillery or even mecha would just fall directly on them. "You guys, still okay?" Qi Long swiped off the sweat on his forehead, and turned back to ask his teammates behind him. "Don¡¯t worry about us. Right now, the most important thing is to not go the wrong way." Han Jijyun¡¯s brows were furrowed as he continued to keep track of their coordinates. Due to the spreading of the battle, they were getting closer and closer to the active territory of the F-ss savage beasts. Even if they had not received Ling Lan¡¯s warning, they could feel the chill from within their bones ¡ª the situation was already getting worse and worse. The few of them once again made their way carefully through the forest. After a distance, Qi Long, who was in the lead, abruptly waved his hand. The boys behind him immediately dashed away to hide in the bushes or behind trees, beam handguns in their hands. If an F-ss savage beast appeared, they would pull the triggers without hesitation ¡ª taking the initiative would give them the upper hand. Qi Long alone was left in a half crouch, his beam gun pointed right at the spot which he had found suspicious. Sweat dripped down his forehead to glide down his cheek. He did not dare to lose his concentration ¡ª an F-ss savage beast was equivalent to a human at the Refinement stage; this wasn¡¯t something he, as someone who had barely stepped into the Refinement stage, could match up to. He had already thought things through. If an F-ss savage beast actually appeared, even at the cost of his life he would create an opportunity for his teammates to escape. "Qi Long?" A deep and hoarse voice came from behind the shifting shrub. "Wu Jiong, it¡¯s you." Qi Long rxed instantly, almost dropping bonelessly to the ground. He had really been too nervous before this. Hearing the two of them speak, Lin Zhong-qing and Luo Lang were about toe out of hiding when Han Jijyun, who was covering Qi Long¡¯s back, signalled them to watch and wait. The two of them instantly put up their guard again, gripping their guns tightly as they continued to remain hidden. Wu Jiong finally climbed out from the bush. His protective vest was a little damaged, and there was an open wound on his cheek. After Wu Jiong came out, his teammates Ye Xu, Qin Yi, and the others also revealed themselves, walking out from various corners. One of them was being supported by Qin Yi. The lot of them were all in roughly the same condition as Wu Jiong, extremely dishevelled. Wu Jiong saw that Qi Long was alone, and his expression shifted slightly. "Where are your teammates? And where¡¯s Ling Lan?" Qi Long answered, "They¡¯re here." He turned to wave behind him, and Han Jijyun and the others walked over. Then, Qi Long said, "Boss Lan is at the temporary outpost. There¡¯s only the four of us here." He pointed at Wu Jiong and asked, "How did you all be like this?" Wu Jiong grimly spat out a gob of spittle. "Pah! Our luck was just too bloody terrible. A bomb blew up not too far from where we were hiding. Luckily, we had hidden behind arge thousand year old tree, so the tree blocked most of the explosion. But still, being the closest to the explosion, Chen Yu was heavily injured. It¡¯s lucky we had enough emergency healing agents on hand, otherwise Chen Yu would have really been in danger. Now, at least he¡¯s alive." Chen Yu was the ss-A student who had temporarily joined Wu Jiong¡¯s team for this hunting period. His results in ss had always been average, and he was normally extremely untalkative, and so was very easily overlooked by others. But for some reason, Wu Jiong had chosen him at first nce ... "Do you have enough medical agents? We still have some here." Qi Long asked in concern. Hearing Qi Long mention this, Han Jijyun hurriedly took off his backpack, prepared to take out some first aid agents. "Thank you, but that¡¯s not necessary for now. Chen Yu¡¯s injuries are stable, but to heal it as soon as possible, we need to get back to the outpost immediately to get him into a recovery pod." Wu Jiong declined Qi Long¡¯s offer, but hisplexion did not look any better. This was because they needed to get through the battlefield as quickly as they could to get Chen Yu back to the outpost for treatment, or else his injuries might get worse if left untreated for too long and end up giving him trouble in the future. But how they could pass through the battlefield was a huge problem. At this moment, he truly hated how helpless he was. He lifted his head to look at Qi Long and said, "We¡¯re preparing to go back to the outpost as soon as possible to get treatment for Chen Yu. What are you guys nning?" "We also n to do the same," replied Qi Long, "Boss just contacted us, saying that the savage beasts here are about to go berserk. The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it¡¯ll be." "Cutting through the battlefield is impossible. The two sides are fighting too fiercely. The artillery is flying everywhere ¡ª no one knows whether they¡¯ll hit us," said Wu Jiong. "Not just that. If any enemy sees us, they would also shoot a beam projectile at us without mercy. They¡¯ve always been passionate about getting rid of us so-called ¡¯promising seeds¡¯," added Han Jijyun, mockingly. "Hn, so we can only stick to the forest and go around the battlefield this way," Qi Long told Wu Jiong their original n. "Just as I thought." Wu Jiong had the same n as well. "Still, it¡¯s just as dangerous. We¡¯re basically rubbing the edges of the F-ss savage beast territory as we travel. If we happen to meet an F-ss savage beast, we¡¯ll be wiped out," cautioned Han Jijyun. "Dammit. Staying here is not an option, we might as well try our luck," muttered Ye Xu in frustration. "Agreed!" The others all chimed in as well. They were the genius students of the Central Scout Academy, the cream of the crop ¡ª from youth, their education had always taught them to face trouble head-on and create chances for themselves. They were certainly not people who would just do nothing and wait for death. The two teams were in agreement. In fact, Luo Lang and Lin Zhong-qing even helped Ye Xu, Qin Yi, and the others by taking their backpacks so that they could care for Chen Yu better. This cooperation helped the two teams move a little faster. Right then, Qi Long suddenly signalled for everyone to stop. Under Wu Jiong¡¯s suspicious gaze, Qi Long excitedly took a call on hismunicator. "Boss, how did you manage to contact us?" Not long after the battle started, themunicators had lost themunication function. Qi Long and the others knew that this was due to the fighting. The camp control tower was afraid that the enemy would hack their signals and so had chosen to cut satellite transmissions. But surprisingly, even under these circumstances, Ling Lan still managed to contact them. This was absolutely freaktastic! And so, in Qi Long¡¯s mind, Boss Ling Lan¡¯s image just became even more impressive. Hearing Qi Long¡¯s question, Ling Lan knew that this was all thanks to Little Four. Still, Ling Lan did not exin herself. After simply asking Qi Long for their current coordinates, she told Qi Long that she was on her way over. If they were not in any danger, they should stay as close as possible to the coordinates they gave until she got there. Hanging up hismunicator, Qi Long¡¯s face once again revealed his trademark wide-toothed grin, adding some goofiness to his demeanour. However, everyone present knew that this was just Qi Long¡¯s facade ¡ª he had never been silly when he needed to be astute. "Good news?" Wu Jiong asked, seeing Qi Long in such a great mood after answering the call. "Yup. My boss will be here soon," said Qi Long gleefully. Hehe, it was truly great to have a boss. Even if the sky fell, there was someone to hold it up. "It¡¯s too dangerous! What can he do even if hees?" Han Jijyun¡¯s first reaction was to object, feeling that Ling Lan must have gone mad. He felt that this was not an action Ling Lan should take ¡ª this was definitely not the choice of a rational type leader. Still, it could not be denied that a tendril of warmth was spreading through his heart, and his initially gging spirits suddenly lifted significantly. "Brothers united, we can even cut through gold 1 ! With Boss leading us, I have nothing to fear ... Also, Boss said that he¡¯s already at G-ss territory, heading here." Qi Long did not have as many considerations as Han Jijyun ¡ª he just felt that with everyone together, he would even be willing to venture into a dragon¡¯sir or a tiger¡¯s den. "That¡¯s great! Since Boss ising, then let¡¯s just wait here," said Luo Lang, equally excited. At the same time, he had noticed that arge part of Han Jijyun and Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s stamina had been used up during this forced march. It was just that they were in a hurry to get back, and was surrounded by danger, so they hadn¡¯t dared to stop and rest. Qi Long looked at Wu Jiong, and Wu Jiong looked at the tired faces of all his team members. He felt that it was indeed about time to get some rest, so he nodded and said, "Let¡¯s rest for a moment." The two teams found a rtively secluded spot, and with Qi Long and Wu Jiong as sentry on each side, the others huddled together in the middle and began consuming thepressed biscuits and nutrient solutions they had on them. Very quickly, they had eaten their fill and rested. If it were not for the sounds of explosions and mecha fighting not too far from them, they could almost believe that the battle had just been a bad dream. "Not good! Hide!" Wu Jiong and Qi Long shouted almost simultaneously. The two teams reacted quickly. They immediately threw down the food in their hands, all of them moving to the respective nearest cover to hide. At that moment, a blue and white mecha fell from the sky, crashing forcefully into the forest about 100 metres from them. In an instant, the area had be arge pit, trees fallen with broken branches scattered everywhere. Three powerful energy beams immediately followed, striking the cockpit of the mecha with precision. The cockpit was devoured by the beams instantly, melting away to be a gaping hole. Three ck Twilight Empire mecha lowered their beam cannons in unison. " Seeking death idiot 2 !" sneered one of the mecha operators gleefully. Honestly, this Federation mecha which had been destroyed was really very unlucky. He had been on his way back to restock on ammunition, but had unexpectedly stumbled upon this three-man team of Twilight Empire mecha. Although he had tried his best to escape, he still did not manage to evade theirbined attack in the end and was killed. "Stop dithering. Our brave warriors are fighting courageously. We need to find the enemymand centre as soon as possible and carry out Operation Decapitation. The earlier we finish, the more brave warriors we can save." One of the other mecha seemed to be the squad leader of the three-man team. The moment he said this, the other two mecha immediately responded respectfully, "Hai!" Just as the three men were about to pilot their mecha away, one of the mecha seemed to spot something as he zoomed out his screen. "Eh? What that could be 3 ?" "Kotou-kun? Did you find something?" The small team leader was startled by his subordinate¡¯s cry of surprise, and quickly asked him to report. "Hehe, no worries. I just found some fun little mice." The mecha operator called Kotou-kun suddenly let out a burst of maniacalughter, somewhat excited and perverse. Chapter 147: Ace Operator? Chapter 147: Ace Operator? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At that moment, the squad leader also caught sight of the few ¡¯little mice¡¯ that Kotou had noticed. He knew of his subordinate¡¯s little penchant, and so grumbled at him good-naturedly, "I¡¯ll give you one minute to deal with these little mice. Shikamaru-kun, let¡¯s go." The squad leader could leave so easily because he did not think that these few little mice would be any trouble for Kotou, so there was no need for all three of them to be there. Might as well let Kotou enjoy himself. The two of them very quickly sped off in their mecha, leaving Kotou behind alone. When they left, they did not notice that from another direction, close to the ground, a white and blue mecha was skimming its way towards the area ... Kotou controlled his mecha to lock onto the group below him. From a distance, he raised his mecha¡¯s right arm, aiming his beam gun right at the people staring at him fearfully from below. Qi Long, Wu Jiong, and the others naturally knew they had been discovered by the other. Their faces paled, and they shouted desperately for theirrades to run ... but in fact, they knew deep down that no matter how fast they ran, they would not be able to outrun the impact of the mecha¡¯s beam gun. "Wakaka! Pitiful worms, say farewell to the world just like this!" Kotou saw the terrified faces of the children below and began tough wildly in excitement. This was the type of expression that excited him! It was like the high from taking drugs ¡ª irresistible ... this was also the reason why he had always loved torturing and killing children. With this twisted mentality and a crazed smile, Kotou decisively pressed down on theunch button in his hand. Energy began to gather at the muzzle of his beam gun, about to burst forth at any moment ... A loud "Boom!" From a distance, a beam struck his mecha¡¯s beam gun before he could shoot. Because of this beam, the beam gun exploded instantly, blowing off the whole right arm of Kotou¡¯s mecha. The arm dropped to the ground below. "Federation mecha!" Qi Long, Wu Jiong, and the others had thought they were doomed, but unexpectedly, they were saved at thest second. They all turned to look for the source of the beam, and saw a blue and white mecha flying swiftly from a distance, heading straight for the Twilight Empire mecha in the air. "That¡¯s great! We¡¯re saved!" There was an expression of great relief on all the children¡¯s faces. Han Jijyun was the only one who was still somewhat level-headed. "Take advantage of this chance and run!" There had been three Twilight mecha, while only one Federation mecha wasing here. If the other two Twilight mecha hurried back, Han Jijyun did not think the Federation mecha had good odds of surviving. The mecha had saved them, so Han Jijyun also did not want him to die, but reality forced Han Jijyun to first prioritize their own survival. Qi Long and the others knew Han Jijyun was right; they cast a reluctant look at the blue and white mecha, and then gathered everyone and moved deeper into the forest ... "Good luck, Federation mecha operator!" Everyone was silently cheering on the Federation mecha operator in the sky. "Baka!" Kotou was livid. He had only wanted have some fun and kill off a few mice, but just a slip in attention had allowed the opponent to st off his mecha¡¯s right arm, losing him his beam gun. He red hatefully at that iing blue and white mecha. It was a standard advanced mecha, with only the Federation¡¯s logo on its chest, nothing else. From this, he could tell that the other was just a regr advanced mecha warrior. In the Federation, mecha of ace level and above would have their own personal symbol on the chest other than the Federation¡¯s logo. The higher one¡¯s level, therger one¡¯s personal symbol would be. When one became a god-ss operator, the Federation logo would no longer be disyed, leaving only one¡¯s unique personal symbol behind. Take Ling Xiao for example. On the chest area of his mecha, there had only been a fiery phoenix on disy. His initial n to contact his squad leader abruptly stopped ... he had really been thinking of calling his squad leader over, but seeing that the opponent was just a regr advanced mecha warrior, his pride would not allow him to press the connect button. If he had to call for help against this kind of opponent, it would truly be a disgrace. Kotou felt that he could not afford to lose this face ¡ª he was the elite of the Empire, an ace operator ¡ª how could he lose to amon advanced mecha warrior of the enemy nation? Kotou decided in an instant that he would avenge himself. Even if he only had his left arm remaining, with his control skills, it was enough to torment the opponent till the other yearned for death. Kotou controlled the mecha¡¯s left arm to pull out the beam saber behind its back, in preparation for close-rangebat. "Boss, the opponent is actually choosing to engage in close-rangebat!" Little Four was thrilled. Compared to long-range attack, Little Four had much more confidence in Ling Lan¡¯s close-rangebat. "That¡¯s pretty good luck. Little Four, engage full horsepower, charge!" Ling Lanmanded decisively. Initially, she had been controlling her speed, wary of the other sniping at her mecha. Thus, she had been fully focused, ready to push her mecha into irregr flight. This decision of the opponent actually eased her mind greatly. Mind you, irregr flight was very taxing mentally, and was also a high-level movement that Ling Lan only learned recently. If forced to use it, Ling Lan would have only been able to do her best despite her average proficiency with it. "Got it, Boss. Leave it to me." Little Four¡¯s reply was apanied by a burst in speed. Kotou had thought that he would have some time to adjust, but unexpectedly, the opponent¡¯s speed suddenly increased by several folds, and the opponent appeared before him in the blink of an eye. Even worse, the other did not seem to have any intentions of slowing down, instead choosing to barrel straight at him, as if determined to bring him down and perish together. Kotou naturally did not want to die together with the opponent. His first reaction was to dodge ¡ª he activated the emergency thruster on one side, forcibly shifting his mecha to a side, narrowly missing the other¡¯s charge. But before Kotou could rx, the blue and white mecha about to pass by suddenly stopped strangely. At the same time, its mechanical arm bent and pushed out savagely. The crook of the ck mecha¡¯s neck was struck by a forceful elbow. A loud "Bang!" This strength behind this elbow was considerable. It immediately sent the ck mecha spinning, and the initially air-borne mecha began plunging towards the ground ... "Goddammit!" A moment of negligence made him lose the initiative and take on the passive role in this fight. Kotou tried desperately to regain control of his mecha, hoping to slow the speed of his descent and recover the mecha¡¯s bnce to counterattack. He finally managed to stop his mecha¡¯s descent with much difficulty, but the blue and white mecha did not stop attacking with just that elbow. The opponent actually descended as well, flying upside down to meet him head first, sending an iron fist hurtling his way. This attack once again disrupted the mecha¡¯s bnce. The mecha dropped sharply, and just when Kotou was trying his hardest to pull up his mecha, he was bbergasted to find that the opponent¡¯s blue and white mecha was falling even faster than him, actually overtaking him in an instant. This was all because the blue and white mecha had engaged both main thrusters at the same time, boosting its speed so the mecha could descend faster ... Qi Long and the others, who had just run away to a safe distance, were hiding and watching the battle. Seeing this development, their hearts jumped into their throat. Could it be that there was something wrong with the Federation mecha¡¯s systems? Or did the mecha operator make an operation mistake? The blue and white mecha was about to smash into the ground when ¡ª barely 2 metres from the ground, the mecha¡¯s thus far inert secondary engine for reactionary propulsion activated, its 12 jet spouts all opening up. A powerful surge of air sted out, actually blowing the leaves and broken branches on the ground into the air, twirling on the whirling winds. This st of energy was enough to stop the falling mecha cold. At the same time, the blue and white mecha¡¯s two mechanical arms lifted high above its head, all ten fingers spread wide, and mmed heavily onto the ground. Meanwhile, in the air, its two legs spun fiercely, kicking out towards the spot where the ck mecha was about to fall into. And so, a mecha spun gracefully into an intermediate difficulty Thomas ir 1 , kicking the ck mecha back up into the air. This time, due to thisrge force, the ck mecha no longer had any way to deflect, and was sent flying by the blue and white mecha¡¯s kick. "Amazing!" Qi Long and the others were utterly stunned by this sight. They had not expected that a mecha could pull off humanbat arts, and it was even more impressive and exciting than seeing a real person pull it off. The blue and white mecha pushed off its hands and flipped to stand upright. Without hesitation, it used its left hand to pull out the beam saber on its back, while its right hand grabbed the high-frequency de on its thigh, and pounced ruthlessly at the ck mecha who had hit the ground and was now lying there immobile. "Argh, baka, die die die!" Kotou shook his concussed head. Seeing the blue and white mecha rushing at him with its des, he immediately fired all the artillery he could on his body to try and stop the other. Perhaps out of fear, he actually began cursing vehemently within the cockpit. Facing the ck mecha¡¯s barrage of fire, the blue and white mecha¡¯s rushing figure suddenly started folding and ovepping, even creating multipleyers of ghost images ... The artillery allnded around the blue and white mecha, releasing countless light and mes, but not a single one hit the mecha. "Isn¡¯t that the irregr flicker that only ace operators would know?" asked Wu Jiong, astonished. Qi Long nodded excitedly. "Yes, yes, it is! The one controlling that mecha must definitely be an ace operator!" Qi Long was currently looking at the formidable blue and white mecha with a face full of admiration. He wished that he could be the one piloting that mecha ... The desire in his heart was raging: I want to operate mecha, operate mecha (several hundred thousand more ¡¯operate mecha¡¯s omitted) ... "Impossible, how could it be irregr flicker ..." When Kotou saw this, his eyes popped wide open in disbelief. A wave of regret crashed into his heart ¡ª he felt as if he had been tricked ... "Despicable chinks 2 !" In his final moments, he reflexively pressed the button to connect to his squad leader. But it was toote. The blue and white mecha¡¯s beam saber stabbed viciously into his cockpit. The immense beam energy immediately destroyed his upper body, leaving the cockpit filled with blood. ******** The squad leader, already 3 kilometres away, saw Kotou¡¯smunication request, and hurriedly epted. "Kotou-kun? Kotou-kun?" The other end was silent, but for the strange sound of dripping water ... "Not good, something happened to Kotou-kun! Let¡¯s go back!" The squad leader had a bad feeling about this. He instantly made his decision, calling for another team member to go back with him to check out the situation. Chapter 148: Number X ... Chapter 148: Number X ... Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan resolutely ignored her difort; she gritted her teeth and controlled the mecha to pull out its beam saber from the Twilight mecha¡¯s cockpit. Ling Lan¡¯s difort was not because this was her first kill in real life, but because her current small body found it a little hard to bear the reaction force from operating mecha. Little Four noticed Ling Lan¡¯s condition and understanding the reason behind it, he asked her anxiously, "Boss, are you alright?" Little Four knew that operating mecha would definitely cause reaction force to reflect back on the operator¡¯s body. He had already done his best to lower the reaction force incurred to the minimum, hoping that his boss would not be harmed by it. However, Little Four never expected that Ling Lan would perform so outstandingly for her very first time operating real mecha. In particr, those final movements to evade the artillery had been beyond her usual standards ¡ª evolving the irregr dash of advanced mecha operators straight to the irregr flicker only ace operators were capable of. The irregr dash and the irregr flicker were actually the same skill. The reason there were two names for it, was that depending on the operator¡¯s skill proficiency, the resulting effect was visibly different. The irregr dash was an advanced mecha control technique, one of thepulsory techniques advanced mecha warriors and special-ss mecha operators must learn. On the other hand, irregr flicker was a skill exclusive to ace operators. In other words, only an ace operator would be able to execute irregr flicker perfectly. This was also why Qi Long and Wu Jiong would mistake Ling Lan for an ace operator. Frankly, Ling Lan¡¯s current control capabilities were only at the level of an advanced mecha warrior. At most, she could be said to have stepped half a foot into the ranks of special-ss mecha operators. Without a doubt, the appearance of the irregr flicker was the result of an idental cross-limits burst of skill. Of course, this cross-stage disy of skill had also dealt heavy damage to Ling Lan¡¯s body. Although Little Four had already tried his best to minimize the damage, Ling Lan¡¯s body had still incurred a certain degree of damage. "I¡¯m fine. I¡¯ve been through worse pain than this. This is nothing," Ling Lan reassured Little Four. Even though herplexion was so pale that it was worrying, her spirits were still at regr levels; it was as if the pain of her body did not exist. Honestly, from the moment she had decided to pilot the mecha, she was already mentally prepared to get hurt. Mind you, for a child not yet 13 years old, no matter how solidly built the child was, their bones just could not handle the feedback force from operating mecha. This was also one of the reasons why the Federation banned children below 13 years old from learning how to operate mecha. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s reassurance to Little Four was also the truth. This little bit of pain she felt now was nothingpared to the excruciating pain of her illness from her previous life. Inparison, the pain she felt now was not even worth mentioning. "Besides, Little Four, you¡¯ve already helped me neutralize most of the reaction force, protecting me well. So I¡¯m fine. Thank you, Little Four!" Ling Lan thanked Little Four sincerely for his hard work. If not for him, her body might be in even worse condition. "Boss, I definitely won¡¯t fall for your candy-wrapped missiles ..." Little Four was beaming, a smile blooming on his face, stretching from ear to ear. Still, he did not forget to rify his stance. As a principled intelligent entity, how could he be so easily bought? Ling Lan ignored the currently tsundere Little Four, quickly scanning her surroundings instead. Very quickly, she had found Qi Long and the others¡¯ hiding ce. Seeing the lot of them unharmed, she instantly rxed. Ling Lan efficiently hung the mecha¡¯s beam saber back on its back and slipped the high-frequency de back into its ce at the mecha¡¯s outer thigh. Just as she was thinking to go greet Qi Long and the others, Little Four¡¯s expression suddenly tightened and he warned, "Boss, the two Twilight mecha who left earlier areing back. They¡¯re about 2 kilometres away from us." Ling Lan felt a weight settle in her heart at these words. Although she already knew this was a possibility, finding out that the opponent was reallying still made her a little nervous. "Hide properly. Don¡¯te out!" Ling Lan threw down these words and purposefully flew the mecha in another direction, preparing to distance herself from this area. Ling Lan did not want the following battle to hurt Qi Long and the others, otherwise hering here to aid them would be meaningless. Qi Long and the others hiding in the dense forest heard a cold voice ring out by their ears. They were startled, and dispelled all thoughts of climbing out from their hiding ce. Theyid t in their respective hiding ces, not daring to make any movement. "It¡¯s the Twilight mecha. The two mecha who left earlier have returned. Everyone make sure to stay hidden!" Wu Jiong¡¯s hiding spot happened to allow him to see the mecha flying swiftly by in the skies above. He immediately hissed out a warning. Qi Long and the others now knew why the Federation mecha had warned them not to move before flying off. "He¡¯s trying to save us by drawing those two mecha away?" There was aplicated expression on Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s face; it was abination of gratitude and respect, and also a trace of bewilderment. "He¡¯s an ace mecha operator, he¡¯ll definitely be able to defeat those two mecha." Luo Lang clenched his fists, trying to convince himself while convincing Lin Zhong-qing at the same time. "Will he? Don¡¯t tell me you didn¡¯t see the numbers on the arms of those three mecha." Ye Xu¡¯s spirits were low. As children within a militant system, they were well-informed about their own nation¡¯s and their enemy nations¡¯ mecha details. (At least, they knew more than the time-travelling outsider Ling Lan.) Ye Xu¡¯s words caused everyone to fall silent. Only Lin Zhong-qing remained confused; he looked at Qi Long and then Han Jijyun, hoping that they would exin things for him. As a poormoner, he did not really know much about this military information. However, the typically talkative and outgoing Qi Long was uncharacteristically pensive and umunicative. His face revealed his puzzlement as he thought deeply about something. Han Jijyun cast a confused look at him, but found that Qi Long¡¯s attention wasn¡¯t here at all. So, he took over to exin, "The Twilight mecha operators¡¯ levels can be determined by the serial number on their arms. Those few mecha earlier all had an ¡¯X¡¯ at the beginning of their serial numbers. That means they¡¯re from an ace mecha team!" "Ace?" Lin Zhong-qing caught hold of the key point. Han Jijyun smiled bitterly and nodded. With that, Lin Zhong-qing understood, and his face drained of all colour ... Would their saviour lose his wings 1 here? The children¡¯s hearts grew heavy with worry. ******** "Squad leader, I¡¯ve found Kotou-kun¡¯s mecha. There¡¯s arge hole in Kotou-kun¡¯s cockpit. Looks like it¡¯s been shattered. From my observations, this should be the result of a stab by a mecha¡¯s beam saber ..." Mecha operator Shikamaru discovered the area Kotou-kun had perished on his scanner. The zoomed-in pictures his camera picked up was very clear; it was very obvious how his teammate had died. " Baka-yarou 2 !" A vein popped out on the squad leader¡¯s forehead as he gritted his teeth and cursed. He was irritated that someone had actually managed to kill his subordinate right under his nose. This made him feel extremely humiliated. "Squad leader, there¡¯s a mecha over there ... it¡¯s Federation." Mecha operator Shikamaru had already widened his search range, and soon picked up the low-flying Ling Lan on his radar. "That fellow must be the one who killed Kotou-kun. We must kill him to wash away our disgrace. After him!" Livid, the squad leader immediately turned and set his mecha on the path towards that mecha. Behind him, Shikamaru reacted swiftly, hurriedly following with his mecha. Ling Lan¡¯s mecha was not flying in a concealed manner, and its speed was not very fast either. She was doing this intentionally so those two mecha would chase her and get further away from the hiding ce of Qi Long and the others. Ling Lan knew very well that she would have to risk her life to fight against two ace mecha. During that time, she wouldn¡¯t be able to spare any mind for the surrounding situation. To avoid harming Qi Long and the others by ident, the further she could get away from them, the better. The image Little Four transmitted to her let Ling Lan know that the two mecha were following her as she had hoped. Then, Ling Lan abruptly increased her speed by many times. The two main engines of the mecha roared in unison, and the mecha drew a lightning-quick line through the air, flying over 1000 metres in an instant. "Shikamaru-kun, speed up. The opponent has noticed us." The squad leader saw the Federation mecha trying to escape and knew that the other had noticed them on his tail. "Hai!" The two Twilight mecha increased their speed at the same time, and like two feral dogs locked on Ling Lan¡¯s scent, they chased after her. As Ling Lan was controlling her movement speed, not pushing her mecha to its limits, after around 10 seconds, the enemy had already caught up to her. "Shikamaru-kun, high altitude snipe." Once Ling Lan entered sniping range, the squad leader immediately gave the order. He dearly wished that his subordinate would be able to destroy that hateful mecha operator with one shot. "Hai!" The mecha operator Shikamaru was a sniping expert to begin with. He controlled his mecha to fly steadily and lifted the sniping rifle in his mecha¡¯s hands. The moment he managed to lock onto Ling Lan flying in front of him, he pressed the firing button. "Boss, we¡¯ve been targeted." The opponent had just locked onto Ling Lan¡¯s mecha when Little Four issued a warning. Ling Lan¡¯s fingers danced frically ¡ª very quickly, sweat began to bead up on her forehead and the tip of her nose, condensing to slide down her face and drop ... Her mecha was suddenly seen to wriggle like a fish in water, drawing a strange curve, allowing it to dodge Shikamaru¡¯s shot by a narrow margin! "Irregr flight! Damn it!" Mecha operator Shikamaru was extremely put out for missing his target. He also knew how to execute irregr flight, but to be able to calcte the trajectory of a shot so urately ... this was the first time he was seeing this. What Shikamaru did not know was that it wasn¡¯t the mecha operator who managed this feat, but Little Four substituting for the mecha¡¯s A.I.. Of course, this was also only possible due to Ling Lan and Little Four¡¯s close rapport. Otherwise, if they were unlucky, they might very well have been hit and perished along with the mecha. Although Ling Lan managed to evade multiple snipes by the mecha operator Shikamaru, she was held back at the same time. When the squad leader chasing them got within 100 metres of Ling Lan, he sneakily raised the beam cannon in his hands to aim at Ling Lan who was still busily dodging Shikamaru¡¯s attacks, prepared to lock onto her and shoot. "Boss, the other mecha is also about to attack," cautioned Little Four anxiously. "Troublesome!" Ling Lan was confident that she could sessfully dodge all the snipe attacks of one mecha, but if two mecha attacked at the same time, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t sure if she could remain unharmed. That said, Ling Lan¡¯s control hand speed actually increased by one level. Right then, the outlines of Ling Lan¡¯s fingers were no longer visible, nor was it possible to see which buttons were being pressed. At most, on the control panel, one could only see the countless afterimages of her fingers, just like blossom after blossom of flowers blooming, beautiful and ephemeral ... Chapter 149: Looking For an Answer! Chapter 149: Looking For an Answer! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Just when the squad leader was about to lock onto Ling Lan¡¯s mecha, the mecha¡¯s waist twisted into a very bizarre position, and its initial forwards flight trajectory suddenly took a 180 degree turn. It should be known that for a mecha to change directions, they either needed to curve and make a U-turn in the form of a semi-circle, or they could choose to stop their engines and turn their body around before starting their engines again. The first option would maintain a mecha¡¯s speed, but required time; the second was immediate, but the mecha would lose the speed it had built up. However, this control of Ling Lan suppressed the weaknesses of the two options and kept most of their strengths. This was a control method unique to the Mandora star system that Ling Lan had learned from Instructor Number Three in the learning space. Of course, ording to what Instructor Number Three said, this control method was actually still a very basic and wed one. This was because the mecha of this world were really a bit too crude and simple, meaning many of the more advanced control methods just could not be executed. The squad leader saw the opponent twist bizarrely ¡ª sessfully changing directions and maintaining its high speed ¡ª and charge fiercely towards him. "What is this?" the squad leader shouted. Thispletely went against the principles of mecha control. If Little Four had known that this move would cause the opponent to be so shocked, he would definitely be extraordinarily smug andugh up into the skies, because this was a product of their Mandora star system ¡ª they had a saying back there which reverberated throughout the entire gxy, and that was: When Mandora moves, who stands a chance? Perhaps Ling Lan¡¯s control had exceeded the squad leader¡¯s expectations, unprepared, he easily let Ling Lan get close to him, and the two looked about to collide in the very next second. Still, he was the squad leader of an ace mecha squad after all, as well as being an ace mecha member. His mental fortitude and his experience were obviously much better than the other two; his adaptive ability especially was well-seasoned. The squad leader did not react like Ling Lan¡¯s first opponent, Kotou, who had panicked and chosen to dodge. Instead, he calmly turned off his engine thruster. Without the support of the engine thruster, the mecha began plummeting towards the ground due to its own weight. But after it had dropped about half the body height of the mecha, the squad leader started up the engine once more. At the same time, the upper body of the mecha bent backwards, and its left hand raised a high-frequency de high to stab at the cockpit of the Federation mecha who had already leapt to his original position. Of course, even if he managed to hit his target, it would not inflict a fatal injury on the opponent. At most, the opponent would just be struck dizzy for a moment. Yet, that was what he was aiming for. As long as a pause appeared in the opponent¡¯s control, he would have the time to counterattack. However, that would be the best-case scenario. It was also possible that he would not stun the other even if he managed to hit his target, which would instead let the opponent have the opportunity to attack in close range, resulting in a mutually damaging encounter. But whichever the case, he would not be the loser. He still had a teammate behind him, so even if he and the opponent were both damaged in this encounter, his teammate would be able to eliminate the opponent. The squad leader knew very well that in this situation right now, he could not afford to retreat. The moment he retreated, he would lose the initiative to attack and would be forced into a defensive position. With just one face-off, he could clearly tell that the opponent was a mecha expert. The opponent definitely would not let any opportunity slip by; he would definitely stick to him like an ulcer to the bone 1 andunch a barrage of attacks on him as he dodged. When that happened, he would really be in danger. The moment he failed to avoid due to any negligence, he could very well lose his life. The squad leader really hoped that the opponent would give up attacking and choose to evade his strike. This way, the situation would be reversed, and the one with the attack momentum would be him instead. The situation was not as advantageous to him as he imagined ¡ª the opponent did not choose to evade, but also wasn¡¯t struck by him either. The Federation mecha raised his right hand in that brief instant and used a simr high-frequency de to parry his attack. An explosive "CLANG!" Two sharp des collided violently! Not just that, the opponent¡¯s left hand had pulled out the beam saber behind his back at some point, and after blocking with his right hand, the beam saber in his left hand swung ruthlessly at the waist of the squad leader¡¯s mecha. If the squad leader were to be hit by this savage blow, even if his mecha was not chopped in half, the internal driver pathways would definitely be disrupted, which would cause the mecha to malfunction, perhaps even bing immobile and useless. The right hand of the squad leader¡¯s mecha was equipped with a beam cannon. The beam cannon wasrge and heavy, but very powerful. As long as it hit, its attack was capable of melting a mecha straightaway, achieving a one-hit kill effect. All this while, countless Federation mecha had been killed by beam cannons ¡ª its efficiency was extraordinary. In terms of long-range attacks, this weapon was fearsome. However, every weapon had its weakness. The beam cannon¡¯s was for an enemy to get close. The moment the enemy got close, the heavy bulky beam cannon would be nothing more than a burden, preventing a mecha from moving nimbly, just like the predicament the squad leader was facing right now. The squad leader was undoubtedly a decisive person. He immediately chose to discard the beam cannon. Therge beam cannon dropped from the sky, crashing heavily into the dense foliage below. Without the extra weight of the beam cannon, the now nimble mecha arm rose up to meet the opponent¡¯s beam saber. A dull "ng" ¡ª beam saber and mecha arm collided once again. The two of them were thrown backwards. The Twilight mecha had activated the beam shield on its right arm in that instant, rendering Ling Lan¡¯s beam saber attack ineffective. The squad leader¡¯s prompt response let him tide over this crisis safely, but the initially ready to fire Shikamaru began to falter. While the two mecha were tangled up together, he did not dare to fire his cannon, since he might hit his own squad leader as well if he wasn¡¯t careful. This was also one reason why Ling Lan had chosen to fight in close quarters with the squad leader. Otherwise, no matter how proficient she was at irregr flight, she would still be hit eventually by one of the two mecha¡¯s attacks. Right now, her stubborn insistence on sticking to a close-range fight had tied the hands of the other mecha, temporarily easing her crisis. But Ling Lan knew that this was just a temporary reprieve ¡ª the opponent definitely would not let this passive situation continue. They would definitely find a chance to attack. On her end, she would need to find a way to eliminate one of the mecha before her opponents found that chance. As such, Ling Lan¡¯s choice was to start by first targeting this mecha, which was obviously the main attacker. The two mecha jumped apart immediately upon contact. The Federation mecha¡¯s two side engines roared once more, stopping this rebound in its tracks before pushing the mecha forwards once more to hack at the opponent with its right hand. Ling Lan now had to ensure that her mecha remained within a body¡¯s length of the Twilight mecha, or else she may draw the other mecha¡¯s long-range snipe attacks. "Baka!" The squad leader had yet to catch his breath when he saw the opponent attacking once more. He hurriedly controlled his mecha to meet the attack with his own de, a curse spilling from his mouth. Remember, a proportion of the reaction force when controlling mecha to fight would be fed back onto the mecha operator¡¯s body. Therefore, mecha operators had the habit of stopping for a moment to rest after taking action, before moving on to the next move. It was very easy for the body to get injured when executing consecutive moves. In the cockpit, Ling Lan¡¯splexion was bing increasingly paler. The load on her body had already exceeded her limits ¡ª Little Four was even worried whether his boss would copse in the next second. This kind of high frequency attack was really too taxing on the body. ******** Although the battlefield of the mecha and the hiding ce of Qi Long and the others were significantly far apart, the two teams in the forest were still somewhat flustered by the intense sounds of collision and the sts of artillery. "Qi Long, it¡¯s too dangerous for us to stay here. Why don¡¯t we continue moving? Let¡¯s go around the battlefield to the nearest air raid shelter to hide." Wu Jiong felt that instead of waiting here blindly, they might as well take the risk and continue moving forwards. Perhaps they would stand a better chance that way. Wu Jiong¡¯s words caused everyone¡¯s expressions to shift. Han Jijyun and the rest of Ling Lan¡¯s team looked to Qi Long, waiting for him to make the decision. When Ling Lan was not around, they would defer to Qi Long. Ling Lan¡¯s purposeful cultivation of Qi Long as the team leader had been acknowledged by everyone in the team. So, even if she wasn¡¯t there, the team would not lose direction. After some thought, Qi Long said seriously to his team members, "I¡¯ll be staying here to wait. What do you all think?" Including Han Jijyun, the team members were all taken aback by Qi Long¡¯s words. "Why?" asked Han Jijyun. Qi Long must have his reasons for choosing to stay; they wanted to know the reason before making a decision. Qi Long raised his head to look at the mecha fighting in the skies in the distance. His gaze wasplicated, but he soon regained hisposure and turned to face the group, saying, "Boss Lan said that he woulde. I need to wait for him." Han Jijyun and the others abruptly remembered. The situation earlier had been too precarious ¡ª the near loss of their lives at the hands of the Twilight mecha had driven this point from their minds. All of them nodded their heads to show that they wanted to wait for their boss together with Qi Long. They believed that since Boss Ling Lan had said he wasing here, then he would definitelye. Wu Jiong cast a long look at Qi Long and his team, somewhat admiring and somewhat envious. He admired the strong bond of friendship among Ling Lan, Qi Long, and the others of their team, which held up even in the face of death, and also envied their great luck ¡ª actually having a boss who would be willing to brave lethal danger toe save them. "Then we¡¯ll leave first." Wu Jiong turned to look at his teammates behind him, gaze lingering on the injured Chen Yu. They could not afford to wait. Qi Long watched as Wu Jiong left with his team, until their figures disappeared. Then, he turned to say to hispanions, "Let us go!" "Where? Aren¡¯t we waiting for Boss Lan?" Luo Lang was bewildered. "I want to see our saviour¡¯s battle up close," said Qi Long, looking to the battlefield in the distance, "Perhaps I will be able to find the answer I want. No, I don¡¯t need it ..." Qi Long¡¯s words were somewhat contradictory. Han Jijyun was the one who understood Qi Long best. His expression shifted and he asked, "Did you notice something?" "No, I don¡¯t know, and I don¡¯t want to know." Qi Long dodged Han Jijyun¡¯s question, directly putting on his backpack and heading off towards the mecha battlefield. Han Jijyun was puzzled, but he did not continue to question Qi Long, merely indicating for Luo Lang and Lin Zhong-qing to follow. Since Qi Long did not want to talk about it, then he would not ask. He believed that as long as he followed Qi Long, he would be able to find the answer. ******** The two mecha had been tussling for several moves. Well, it was more of Ling Lan attacking fiercely while the squad leader defended himself passively. Seeing that the situation was not looking good for his squad leader, Shikamaru finally fired. His marksmanship was very urate. Even though Ling Lan was fighting the other at such high speeds, she was still shot. "The mecha¡¯s external shell received light damage. The beam¡¯s effect is minor. Initial estimations suggest that the other is using a miniature beam gun!" Little Four ran a quick scan of the mecha and reported his findings. Chapter 150: Ling Lans Crisis! Chapter 150: Ling Lan¡¯s Crisis! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr It turned out that the waiting mecha operator Shikamaru had finally thought of a way to attack Ling Lan without harming his squad leader. He had decisively set aside the powerful beam cannon, hanging it back on his back, drawing out the miniature beam gun strapped to his waist instead. The beam gun¡¯s power was noticeably weaker than the cannon¡¯s, and its range was extremely short. But its advantage was that he did not have to worry about hurting his teammate. Even if he shot his teammate by ident, based on the mecha¡¯s innate defensive ability, as long as he did not strike the same ce twice, the mecha would not take any significant damage. He chose to use this beam handgun to snipe, primarily just to harass the Federation mecha operator. Though the shots were weak, they would distract the opponent and prevent him from attacking fiercely. This way, his squad leader would have a chance to counterattack. However, if the opponent decided to just ignore his attacks due to the limited damage of the handgun, he believed that, if given a chance, he would be able to hit the same spot multiple times to deal heavy damage. Without a doubt, his choice trashed Ling Lan¡¯s hopeful ns, allowing him to rejoin the battle without worry. "Looks like I¡¯ll need toe up with something to finish off this mecha in front of me." Ling Lan knew that the scales of victory were slowly tipping in favour of the opponents ¡ª she could afford to wait no longer. N-number of options shed through her mind ... Operator Shikamaru pressed on his trigger once more, and a beam shot out from the muzzle of the beam handgun. The beam scored a direct hit on the right side of the Federation mecha¡¯s waist. The sound of an explosion rent the air ¡ª a thick plume of smoke started pouring from the back of the mecha¡¯s waist. "YES!" Shikamaru couldn¡¯t help but mentally give himself a pat on the back. This shot, his luck had actually been so lucky that it had cleanly taken out one of the opponent¡¯s side engines. This would create problems for the opponent¡¯s mobility system. Sure enough, because of this incident, the Federation mecha¡¯s engines suddenly sputtered and died, causing the entire mecha to plummet. The squad leader, who had been having a frustrating time fighting the opponent, was startled, but he soon recovered and was ovee with joy. "Chance!" Who knew his subordinate Shikamaru-kun would be so reliable, directly blowing up the opponent¡¯s engine? This was the moment for him to counterattack. His exhration let him forget all about the aches of his body; he controlled his mecha to pounce like a ferocious tiger dashing down a mountain at the Federation mecha. Earlier, he had constantly been on the defensive ¡ª now it was finally his turn to beat on the other. Of course he would not miss this great opportunity for revenge. In the distance, the operator Shikamaru was just about to continue sniping when he saw his squad leader leaping at the opponent. His finger on the trigger paused ... Hn, let squad leader vent some of his anger first! In his mind, the Federation mecha which had already lost one of its main side engines was definitely no threat to his squad leader. Moreover, he also believed that his squad leader would relish the chance to torment the other a little to release the pent up frustration from being suppressed previously. As a dutiful subordinate, he could not get in the way of his squad leader¡¯s fun in bullying the opponent. "The opponent fell for it!" Seeing the squad leader leaping at her, Ling Lan was overjoyed. This had all been a bet ¡ª she was betting on this mecha¡¯s thirst for revenge, and betting on the other mecha¡¯s non-interference ¡ª and she had won. Although Ling Lan was unbelievably hyped, her hands remained steady. She controlled the head of her mecha perfectly, turning it to look up at a very specific angle. "Calcting attack trajectory, perfect!" Little Four¡¯s voice had barely faded when the anti-aircraft missiles in the mecha¡¯s head area wereunched by Ling Lan. These two missiles came so suddenly ¡ª the opponent would never have expected the supposedly panicking Federation mecha operator to have the mind tounch anti-aircraft missiles. The squad leader knew that he would not be able to dodge, but still, he wasn¡¯t too worried. This was because this type of anti-aircraft missile was not very effective against mecha, due to the resilient outer shell of the mecha that was capable of resisting the explosive power of the missiles. The squad leader just assumed that this was the desperate final attack of the Federation mecha operator in the throes of death ¡ª that even though the opponent knew this attack was useless, he had still fired the missiles. Before the missiles would hit the squad leader¡¯s mecha, they suddenly turned upwards. Abruptly, he found that his main screen was shaking and then thick smoke smothered the entire image. He could only see ck smoke on his main screen; the opponent¡¯s mecha was concealed. He reacted quickly, immediately recing the image of the main screen with the images sourced from other cameras. "Squad leader, watch out!" The panicked voice of his subordinate Shikamaru came through themunications channel. Reflexively, he controlled the mecha to cross its arms and defend. He had justpleted this move when he felt his mecha being struck by a tremendous force, and then his whole mecha was thrown up into the air. What was happening? The squad leader was rmed, finding that things were already out of his control. From a distance, Shikamaru had the clearest view. The two anti-aircraft missiles fired by the Federation mecha had initially been heading for the squad leader¡¯s mecha¡¯s shoulder area, only to suddenly shift directions near the end to strike the head. In other words, the opponent had been aiming for the mecha¡¯s main camera from the start ¡ª the two anti-aircraft missiles were no ordinary missiles, but had been installed with a guidance system. This proved that the opponent¡¯s attack was not a hastily cobbled final struggle, but a pre-nned strike. The opponent used the low-powered anti-aircraft missiles to disrupt the squad leader¡¯s main screen; the thick smoke caused by the explosions were probably also part of the opponent¡¯s n. Then, once the squad leader¡¯s vision had been obstructed, the opponent hadunched the extremely powerful iid rockets from its chest, sending the squad leader¡¯s mecha straight into the air. Angrily, Shikamaru raised the beam handgun in his hands, prepared to st the opponent¡¯s mecha to smithereens ... But then a shocking thing happened ¡ª the engine that should have been damaged by him suddenly roared loudly once more, and the powerful force of its thrust sent the Federation mecha up towards the squad leader¡¯s mecha in the air. On top of that, the Federation mecha¡¯s following action made him yell out in shock. He saw the opponent swiftly sheathe the high-frequency de in its right hand back to the mecha¡¯s outer thigh, and then, grabbing its beam saber with both hands, it stabbed straight at the squad leader¡¯s cockpit. "Quick! Activate your beam shield and defend!" Shikamaru screamed. The squad leader was a leadership figure after all; he managed to activate his beam shield in that instant. The beam saber and the beam shield collided violently. Ling Lan could only feel arge rebound force feeding back into her hand. "Little Four, hold steady, don¡¯t get repelled!" Ling Lan pushed the mobile force of her mecha to the max, pushing against the rebound, while Little Four desperately worked to make sure that the mecha¡¯s systems would not break down under thebined pressure. In the sky above, a white and blue mecha with a beam saber gripped in both hands could be seen flying past rapidly with its beam saber pushed up against the cockpit of a ck mecha, drawing a straight line through the air. "Baka! Baka!" At this moment, the squad leader, who had finally regained the view of his main screen, started hacking desperately at the Federation mecha with the high-frequency de in his left hand. Once, twice, thrice ¡ª leaving mark after mark on the opponent¡¯s mecha. Within the cockpit, Ling Lan could not endure it any longer, throwing up a mouthful of blood. The hacking of the other mecha caused the mecha to shudder to a certain extent; the consecutive tremors worsened the injuries already borne by Ling Lan. Under the roiling of her Qi and blood, she actually ended up spewing blood. "Boss, are you alright?" Little Four was panicking. "It¡¯s fine. I can take it. How much longer can the beam saber hold out?" In this contest between beam saber and beam shield, both sides were expending energy. Whoever ran out of energy first would be the one to disappear. Right now, Ling Lan was betting on the opponent¡¯s beam shield expending more energy than her beam saber. "There¡¯s less than 10 seconds left!" Little Four was extremely anxious. "I¡¯ll risk it!" A feral glint shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes; in crucial moments, she could even be ruthless to her own self. "Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two ... Sh*t! There¡¯s no more energy ..." Little Four¡¯s voice had barely faded when Ling Lan felt the force blocking the beam saber in her hand melt away, and the beam saber pierced through something. And then, all that was left of the beam saber was its hilt. Was this a sess or a failure? Ling Lan¡¯s doubtsted for a mere instant; her fingers never stopped, still dancing rapidly, creating thoseyered afterimages. The Federation mecha discarded the depleted beam saber from its hands and grabbed the Twilight mecha with its right hand. With it as a fulcrum, the Federation mecha spun in a circle to hide behind the body of the Twilight mecha, sessfully dodging the sneaky snipe attack by operator Shikamaru. "Shikamaru-kun, the Empire¡¯s mission is in your hands now," said the squad leader to his distant subordinate, as he looked at the blood gushing out from the hole in his chest. "Squad leader, what are you saying?" The distant operator Shikamaru had not managed to see what had happened in the end. The beam saber and beam shield had run out of energy at almost the same time. "Use your beam cannon! That¡¯s an order!" The squad leader felt that his life was slowly fading. With hisst breath, he gave thismand, and then triggered the mecha¡¯s self-destruct mechanism. "Even if I die, I will pull you down into hell with me!" bellowed the squad leader with the final bit of his energy. "Squad leader!" Shikamaru now understood what had happened. In those final moments, the beam saber had likelysted a second longer than the beam shield. In that one second, the saber had pierced through a vital point of the squad leader. This was why the squad leader wanted him to switch to the beam cannon ¡ª he did not have long to live. "Squad leader, the Empire shall not forget your sacrifice!" Mecha operator Shikamaru¡¯s eyes were ice cold. He threw away the beam handgun in his hand, and once again lifted up the beam cannon from his back. Getting into position, he aimed right at his squad leader¡¯s mecha ... as well as the Federation mecha hiding behind it! ******** "Not good. The other mecha has switched over to its beam cannon." This whole time, Little Four had been monitoring the Twilight mecha sniping them from a distance. "Does he not care that hisrade will die?" Ling Lan¡¯s first thought was that the other had gone mad. "No ..." Ling Lan abruptly felt a deep apprehension crawl into her heart, the warning bells in her mind were ringing. Without even having to think about it, her fingers flew ¡ª in this kind of life-or-death juncture, she did not think about the so-called limit of her finger speed. In her mind, there was only one thought ¡ª she needed to be fast, faster, even faster than faster ... because she was fighting with the god of death for the time to survive. This time, the control panel no longer had thoseyered afterimages ¡ª instead, Ling Lan¡¯s fingers disappeared into thin air ... Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Yes, the title of this chapter is exactly the same as a previous chapter. No, it is not a mistake. :3 (Ling Lan just has that many crises in her life. orz) Chapter 151: Only Chance is to Get Close! Chapter 151: Only Chance is to Get Close! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan¡¯s mecha suddenly dipped, the entire mecha somersaulting, then it bent both knees to kick out abruptly, sending the Twilight Empire mecha in its hands flying. The Twilight mecha flew like a missile, hurtling straight for the sniping mecha in the distance. Meanwhile, riding the reaction force of the kick, Ling Lan¡¯s mecha flew backwards. Almost at the same time, Ling Lan activated the mecha¡¯s engines to full power, adding onto her momentum to push her mecha¡¯srge body further away from the kicked mecha. From around 300 metres away, the Twilight mecha responsible for sniping pressed the trigger of the beam cannon. An extremely powerful energy beam shot out from the mouth of the cannon ... An intense explosion rent the air. The force of the explosion was so strong that it sent out powerful shockwaves which could be felt from even 2 to 3 kilometres away. Meanwhile, close to the heart of the explosion, stretching out 500 metres, all the trees and nts had been ravaged by this great explosion. In particr, 100 metres around the centremost point, there was not a speck of greenery left. All that remained was turned up ck dirt and arge pit of about 50 metres wide. At this life-or-death juncture, Ling Lan¡¯s mecha control had exceeded her limits, achieving a realm regr people were unable to obtain. But despite her speedy reaction, she still did not manage topletely escape the range of the Twilight mecha¡¯s self-destruction. Her mecha¡¯s right leg was blown to smithereens. This immense concussive force also dealt heavy damage to Ling Lan herself. With a cry, she once again threw up a mouthful of blood, her head spinning. Ling Lan bit down fiercely on the tip of her tongue, letting the sharp pain force her back to wakefulness. She wiped away the traces of blood at the corners of her lips and asked, "What happened? How could the explosion from self-destructing be so strong?" Little Four gave his analysis instantly, "The mecha self-destructed at the moment the beam cannon struck, igniting the full force of the cannon beam. The two energy waves added to each other, resulting in an effect N-times stronger than just pure addition." "Looks like it involved some chemical reaction." Ling Lan frowned. This unpredictable explosive force was the cause of the severe damage to both her mecha and herself. ******** Marching rapidly, Qi Long and the others were thrown off their feet by the tremors from the explosion. The weakest Han Jijyun was even sent flying, but fortunately, Qi Long was able to react in time to press him down to the ground so he wasn¡¯t injured. Qi Long waited for the tremors to stop and then climbed up quickly to look into the sky. He saw that the Federation mecha¡¯s right leg had been destroyed in the st, and hisplexion paled. "We need to move a little faster." The aerial battle did not seem too far, but was in fact 3 to 4 kilometres away. Qi Long and the others were already moving extremely rapidly, but still only managed to cover half the distance thus far. However, this time, Qi Long¡¯s decision drew his sworn brother Han Jijyun¡¯s objection. "Qi Long, the closer we get to the mecha battlefield, the more danger we¡¯ll face. Especially now, the mecha on both sides are obviously at the do-or-die moment ¡ª at any point, they could choose to self-destruct to bring the other with them. If we get too close, judging by the explosion just now, we will die immediately." Han Jijyun was extremely rational, not at all led by his emotions. Thus, seeing that progressing further would threaten their lives, he raised his objection, not allowing Qi Long to behave wilfully just because they were sworn brothers. "I know." Qi Long did not deny the truth of Han Jijyun¡¯s words. He too knew that going closer was not a smart move, but a voice in his heart was yelling at him to get as close as he could ¡ª if he didn¡¯t obey, he felt as if he would die from the tension and sense of suffocation in his chest. Qi Long pointed at his chest and said, "But, my heart tells me that I should go there. You know well that many times, my heart is more urate than my mind ... although I don¡¯t know why it wants me to do this ... but, what you say is right. Getting close is really very dangerous. I cannot be selfish and ask you all to take this risk with me." Qi Long felt that he had been selfish. He should have exined things clearly to his teammates and discussed the matter first before making a decision. Han Jijyun looked at Qi Long silently, and found that Qi Long¡¯s gaze was extremely determined ¡ª he was dead-set on getting close. As his sworn brother, Han Jijyun understood Qi Long well. Although Qi Long seemed brash and forthright on the surface, not cing anything butbat in his mind ... In truth, Qi Long¡¯s personality was very stubborn. Once he had made a decision, even a herd of thousands of cows would not be able to hold him back 1 . "I want to go," said Luo Lang suddenly. Luo Lang¡¯s abrupt interjection caused Qi Long and Han Jijyun to turn and look at him with some befuddlement. With some embarrassment, Luo Lang scratched at a cheek and said with a smile, "Actually, everyone knows that Qi Long¡¯s animal instinct is very urate. If instinct is telling Qi Long that he must go there, then there must be something there. Perhaps it might even be safer there. Besides ..." Luo Lang¡¯s expression became serious, "I also want to watch our saviour kill off the enemy and return safely to camp ..." At this moment, Lin Zhong-qing chimed in as well, "Honestly, I want to go too ..." Even Luo Lang was surprised by this, looking over in shock. Luo Lang¡¯s support of Qi Long¡¯s decision wasrgely due to the fact that he had be sworn brothers with Qi and Han Jijyun since they started school, so it made sense to advance and retreat in ord. However, Lin Zhong-qing joinedter, so his rtionship with all of them naturally wasn¡¯t as deep. It was understandable that Luo Lang and Han Jijyun were willing to take the risk with Qi Long, but Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s decision was obviously a little beyond their expectations. The three of them focused their attention on Lin Zhong-qing, waiting for his exnation. Lin Zhong-qing said seriously, "Whether the team leader¡¯s instinct is right or not, I do not know. However, the fact that I want to be strong is not a lie. So, I cannot retreat because I fear danger ... cowards will never be strong." Regardless of whether Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s reason was true or false, his support undoubtedly stunned Qi Long and the other two. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s willingness to risk his life by throwing in his lot with them proved that he truly considered himself a member of their team now, and wasn¡¯t just here because he had been forced to by circumstance. Han Jijyun forcefully held back the surging emotions in his heart and said, "In that case, team leader, bring us along." Qi Long looked around at the three people in front of him, nodded solemnly and said, "Okay! Let¡¯s go!" From then on, they no longer doubted; there was only the strong bond between brothers who were willing to brave life and death together. The four of them moved with Qi Long in the lead, Han Jijyun right behind, Lin Zhong-qing in third, and Luo Lang watching their backs. They swiftly made their way through the dense forest. The violent tremors caused by the previous explosion were not purely bad ¡ª it also brought about a small benefit. There were no longer any savage beasts in this area of the forest. Even if some savage beasts were lingering around previously, the force of the explosion had scared them enough to send them running into F-ss territory. Therefore, Qi Long and hispany did not meet any obstacles whatsoever; it was smooth sailing all the way to their destination. Along the way, Han Jijyun quietly said to Qi Long, "Qi Long, you must definitely be a qualified team leader!" Han Jijyun¡¯s voice was extremely, extremely soft, so soft that it was more like Han Jijyun talking to himself. At the front, Qi Long jerked. His chest throbbed. In a position no one else could see, his fists clenched. ******** Meanwhile, in the aerial battlefield, Ling Lan was facing another crisis. In order to dodge the opponent¡¯s snipes, Ling Lan had no choice but to once again control the mecha to execute irregr flight. However, this type of advanced flight movement put a heavy burden on the mecha. Right then, on the secondary screens on both sides, many areas had lit up with shing red warning alerts. The entire cockpit was drowned in a sea of rms. "Little Four, scan damage condition." Ling Lanmanded Little Four to report as she controlled her mecha to dodge the opponent¡¯s fire. "Right leg damage 100%, left leg damage 30%, right main engine working under duress, the entire mecha¡¯s overall damage at 52% ... Ah, it¡¯s 53% now ... Boss, every time you execute irregr flight with the mecha, the damage rate goes up. Estimated 10 more minutes at max before the mecha disassembles ..." Little Four quickly reported the condition of the mecha to Ling Lan. "Most importantly, because of the continuous fighting, there¡¯s only one secondary energy block of the mecha¡¯s driving energy remaining. 20% has already been used. If we fight at full strength, it can only hold out for 5 minutes!" "That¡¯s really bad news!" Ling Lan grit her teeth. In short, this mecha would not be able to hold out for much longer, so she would need to find a chance to counterattack within this limited time. Otherwise, she could only let the opponent chase her around and be beaten to death. "Little Four, how many more usable weapons do we have?" Ling Lan controlled her mecha to dodge another of the opponent¡¯s attacks, and the screen shed with red warnings. The alert that the mecha¡¯s damage levels were at 55% caused her brows to furrow. "Hanging on the left shoulder, a 57mm high-energy beam rifle, able to fire 18 shots. In the two slots on the outer thigh, a high-frequency de in each one," said Little Four regretfully, "Only these." "We need to think of a way to get close ..." Ling Lan silently nned. Solely depending on the 18 projectiles of the 57mm high-energy beam rifle, it was impossible to finish off the opponent. Only if she got close would she have a chance. Even though the high-frequency des were a little blunt, a few extra hacks would make up the difference. However, the opponent also knew what the consequence of letting Ling Lan get close would be, and so was extremely cautious. Every time Ling Lan attempted to get close, the opponent would swiftly back away to keep a certain distance between him and Ling Lan. In other words, the opponent was nning to attack Ling Lan from a distance till she died 2 . "Little Four, analyse the surrounding terrain!" While flying, Ling Lan took down the 57mm high-energy beam rifle with the mecha¡¯s right arm as she waited for the results of Little Four¡¯s analysis. "The north, east, and west are all just filled with endless in and forest shrubs. The ground condition is soft and the earth is slightly loose. About 300 metres to the west, there is a rock mountain. The close-up image indicates that it is adamantite 3 ..." Little Four reported on the surrounding terrain one by one to Ling Lan. "Adamantite?" Ling Lan¡¯s gaze shed, as if thinking of something, "How high is its hardness factor?" "Up to 12!" responded Little Four with certainty. "That¡¯s enough!" Ling Lan instantly made her decision. Still in flight, she lifted the beam rifle in her right hand and began shooting at the opponent. Shooting was certainly not her one of her strong suits. That said, this was only inparison with her personal strong suits. Ifpared to another person, Ling Lan¡¯s marksmanship was considered in the upper range of good ¡ª it just wasn¡¯t at the most excellent level, that¡¯s all. Chapter 152: Self-Destruct! Chapter 152: Self-Destruct! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr It was extremely difficult to shoot urately while flying at high speed. Furthermore, ace mecha operators basically all knew how to dodge using irregr flight, some even able to use irregr flicker for long periods of time. Thus, in a battle between opponents of the same level for advanced mecha operators and above, to defeat the other with pure gunfire ... this was almost impossible. However, Ling Lan had not nned to incapacitate the opponent with just her beam rifle to begin with. She was only using it to create the impression that she was fighting for her life; in reality, she was preparing to lure the opponent to the rock mountain. The two mecha shot at one another with the guns in their hands, neither doing damage to the other. Still, because the Twilight mecha operator¡¯s beam cannon was a more powerful weapon, Ling Lan was at a disadvantage. In this manner, Ling Lan had no choice but to retreat as she fought, slowly drawing the opponent to the rock mountain. 18 beam shots were not much. Ling Lan had already calcted and used them sparingly, but they were gone in a blink of an eye. Though she knew very well that she had no shots left in her rifle, she pretended not to know, pressing her trigger once more as she aimed at the Twilight mecha ... No more? Panic. The anxious Federation operator once again controlled his mecha to press down on the trigger again and again ... but there was still nothing! Mecha operator Shikamaru saw that the Federation mecha¡¯s movements were somewhat flustered ¡ª repeatedly pressing on the trigger, but its beam rifle did not respond. He paused, thinking to himself. Could this be a trap? Shikamaru cannot be med for being wary. The example of his squad leader was still fresh in his mind. Remembering how his squad leader fell for plot after plot before finally self-destructing had made him jumpy and paranoid 1 . His first reaction to any strange situation now was to wonder whether the opponent had some plot up his sleeve. However, when he saw the Federation mecha throw away the beam rifle in the end and turn tail to run, he knew that the other¡¯s rifle had truly run out of power. Shikamaru¡¯s heart leapt in joy. This meant that the opponent no longer had any long-range attacks. As long as he kept his distance, long-range attacks were his domain now. He immediately controlled his mecha to chase after the fleeing Federation mecha. Of course, Shikamaru could only give chase without worry because Ling Lan had thrown away her beam rifle. If the opponent were still holding onto his rifle, Shikamaru would definitely be on his guard and not chase so closely on the opponent¡¯s heels. The two mecha began a game of tag ¡ª at one point, the Twilight mecha shot its beam cannon once, but the shot was dodged nimbly by the Federation mecha operator. This caused Shikamaru to curse internally. It has already been three rounds of continuous battle ¡ª why was the opponent still so focused? "Little Four, have you finished calcting?" Ling Lan asked calmly, not at all influenced by the cascading shing red alerts all over her screen. "The beam cannon requires roughly 55 seconds to gather its energy, but this doesn¡¯t exclude the fact that the opponent could be faking," responded Little Four. While the opponent had been firing at them, Little Four had been constantly gathering data and analysing it. However, what he could analyse was merely what the opponent revealed. If the opponent just happened to be as cunning as his boss, then his analyses could very well all be wrong. "How likely is that?" asked Ling Lan. "About 15% chance," replied Little Four. After all, this data was gathered within a short period of time, so some error was to be expected. Thus, the risk of this being a plot was still quite high. "In other words, 85% chance of winning. It would be stupid not to take the risk." A trace of a smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. In the learning space, as long as there was more than 50% chance of winning, she would fight for it, because if you didn¡¯t, you would definitely die. "Yup. Also, the mecha¡¯s damage levels are already at 75%. From this point on, the mecha¡¯s damage rate will double, so it may not hold out for even 2 minutes ..." reminded Little Four, looking at the horrifying damage levels of the mecha and its almost depleted power. Ling Lan did not respond. Her fingers sped up even more, and this time, her fingerspletely disappeared. Focused on the controls, Ling Lan did not notice, while Little Four did not dare to say anything about it, afraid that he would distract Ling Lan. Ling Lan¡¯s mecha began circling the rock mountain as it flew; she was still waiting for an opportunity. "Boom!" The Twilight mecha on her tail fired its beam cannon once more. The immense beam flew at her from a diagonal angle. Ling Lan calmly executed a small range irregr movement, dodging the attack. Irregr movement ced a heavier burden on mecha ¡ª Ling Lan could even hear the mecha¡¯s body emitting creaking noises. The mecha was very likely to break apart soon. However, Ling Lan paid no attention to all this. Instead, she continued by pulling off a surprising move ¡ª she turned off the mecha¡¯s engines. Then, she controlled the mecha to get into a pose where all four limbs were facing the ground, and with the limbs asnding pads, her mecha began falling towards the rock mountain below. Ling Lan was not very high above the rock mountain to begin with, and the mecha itself was heavy, so it took less than 10 seconds for the mecha to crash into the rock mountain. A loud "Boom"! The forceful impact caused the rock mountain to quake, throwing dust into the air, and Ling Lan¡¯s mecha was soon obscured within it. Shikamaru had quickly halted his mecha when Ling Lan¡¯s mecha had dropped, keeping his distance. Extremely cautiously, he kept his cannon trained at the dust cloud. At any odd movement, he would dodge and shoot. Ling Lan had been wily from the start; this made Shikamaru very wary. Of course, all this happened within the blink of an eye ¡ª Shikamaru had just gotten ready when a blue and white figure leapt out from the dust cloud, lunging at him at a frightful speed. This speed was definitely not a speed an advanced mecha could achieve ¡ª Shikamaru¡¯s first reaction was to retreat and then he reflexively pressed down on the trigger of his cannon ... but nothing happened. He nced at the indicator on his screen, only to find that the 55-second recharge time wasn¡¯t over yet; there were still 11 seconds remaining. Shikamaru gritted his teeth and pushed his engines to their limits, letting the mecha retreat at full speed. He needed to get past this brief 11 seconds ¡ª as long as he could survive till then, a shot from his beam cannon would be enough to destroy this detestable Federation mecha in front of him. The Federation mecha leaping at the Twilight mecha was currently already worn and battered. Its initially still intact left leg had also disappeared by this time; all that was left were some broken edges at its thighs. The entire outer shell of the mecha was covered in scratches, and some of its internal parts were even exposed at certain areas. Thatst fall had indeed caused significant damage to the mecha¡¯s body. "The mecha can only hold out for another 50 seconds at most ..." Little Four was doing his best to maintain the condition of the mecha so that it wouldn¡¯t break apart in the very next second. Ling Lan did not seem to hear Little Four¡¯s warning. Right then, she felt as if she was an outside observer, watching herself operate the mecha with cold eyes. Her thought processes were somewhat mechanical, urately pushing the engines to the maximum speed the mecha could take, aiming the mecha to pounce at the opponent at almost light speed. At this moment, the two mecha¡¯s roles in their game of tag were now reversed, and the distance between them grew increasingly closer ... One of them was anxiously waiting for his beam cannon to recharge, while the other was waiting for the final gap between them to close. She had done everything she could, now it was up to the goddess of luck to decide who she would favour. Shikamaru watched as the Federation mecha got closer and closer. 10 metres, 5 metres, 3 metres ... a feral smile emerged on his face, "Die!" He decisively pressed the button to fire his beam cannon. At that very moment, the cannon¡¯s power had finally finished recharging, allowing it to fire once again. A crisp yet resounding "SNAP", and Shikamaru saw sparks bloom at his right shoulder from the corner of his eyes. Then, he realised in shock that the beam cannon on his right shoulder had not fired at all ... "Warning! Right arm control system has been destroyed. Please repair immediately!" The A.I. mechanically reported the damage sustained by the mecha. Shikamaru had no idea what had happened, but still understood that his mecha must have somehow been manipted by the opponent, causing the cannon on its right arm to be useless ... cold sweat beaded on his forehead. Without thinking about it, he forced his engines to speed up even more, trying to pull away and distance himself from the opponent. As long as he could pull away, his left hand could take over and use the weapon in his right hand. When that time came, victory would still be his. Shikamaru¡¯s n was beautiful, but reality was not as cooperative as he had hoped. He felt his mecha sink downwards. It turned out that the despicable Federation mecha had actually caught his mecha in a tight hug. In other words, no matter how much he elerated, he would not be able to pull away from the Federation mecha. This continuous series of actions caused Ling Lan¡¯splexion to be as white as paper. Blood spilled uncontrobly from her mouth inrge heaves. Still, Ling Lan tenaciously held on. She decisively pulled up the self-destruct mechanism of her mecha, and pressed down on the cockpit¡¯s eject button at the same time. "Little Four, the rest is in your hands." These were Ling Lan¡¯s final words before she lost consciousness. Of course, this was because Ling Lan fully trusted Little Four, otherwise she would not so easily allow herself to faint away. The moment the cockpit was ejected, control would be handed over to the A.I.. The A.I. would calcte the best reactionary force to apply for a safending and determine a securending spot. On this front, Little Four was undoubtedly even more reliable than any regr A.I.. "Leave it to me, Boss!" said Little Four solemnly. He knew very well that Ling Lan was putting her life in his hands ¡ª this was a disy of Ling Lan¡¯s faith in him. At this thought, Little Four¡¯s core chip burned. This made Little Four a little worried about whether his chip would overheat and blow. On his side camera, Shikamaru saw the ejected cockpit of the Federation mecha and immediately realised what was about to happen. He tried to get the Federation mecha still clinging to him off, but either Ling Lan had made the mecha hold on very tightly, or Shikamaru himself was too panicked ¡ª he was actually unable to find a way to get the mecha off. He was trapped. Right then, Qi Long and the others had already made their way to a spot about 1 kilometre away from the battle. When they saw the Federation mecha crash into the rock mountain, they could not help but be anxious and despair. But then they saw the Federation mecha shoot out once more from the dust cloud, and almost leapt up in their excitement. They also saw the Federation mecha shoot a white light from its right hand at the Twilight mecha when the two were about 3 metres apart. This move was too sudden, so subtle that the Twilight mecha did not detect it. Chapter 153: Goddess of Luck? Chapter 153: Goddess of Luck? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Subsequently, they saw sparks shooting out from the Twilight mecha¡¯s right shoulder joint. A high-frequency de was embedded in it up to the hilt. The small group immediately understood what the previous sh of white light was. Apparently, the Federation mecha had hurled the high-frequency de in its hands at the crucial moment, aiming for the weakest defensive spot of a mecha, its joints, and had seeded in one go! The Federation mecha operator¡¯s distinctivebat style undoubtedly expanded the group¡¯s horizons. This would also influence them in future when they learned how to operate mecha ¡ª they would not be limited by the doctrine of previous operators. Daring in both thought and action, they would create countless miraculousbat moves in mecha control in their respective domains ... At present, the Federation mecha had sessfully gotten close to the Twilight mecha, but having no more weapons, it could only rely on its remaining mechanical arms to hug the enemy mecha tight, and then the cockpit was seen to be ejected ... With the exception of Lin Zhong-qing, Qi Long and the others were all from a federal military system background. Although they had not operated a mecha yet, they were still very familiar with mecha. From this scene alone, they could tell that the Federation mecha operator had chosen to self-destruct to finish off this final opponent. But was the 30 seconds before the explosion initiated enough for the ejected cockpit to safely escape the st radius? Normally, the mecha¡¯s self-destruct mechanism was meant for the operator to die along with the enemy ... "Boom!" "Crack!" "Kaboom!" The first sound was the Federation mecha self-destructing, and then, perhaps the explosion sparked something, for the beam cannon on Twilight mecha¡¯s right arm suddenly split open, causing the Twilight mecha to blow up as well in arge st. Of course, before the big explosion, the opponent¡¯s cockpit had also been ejected, but the following second and third sts undoubtedly intensified the concussive force ¡ª the opponent just did not have the time to escape the st radius. He was instantly blown sky high right at the heart of the explosion, plummeting to the ground in ckened crisps and thick smoke. Without even having to check, Qi Long and the others knew that that mecha operator was definitely dead. Just looking at the mass that was left ¡ª already a whole half size smaller than the cockpit was at the start ¡ª it was certain that the person inside could not have survived. Fortunately, the Federation mecha¡¯s cockpit had been ejected much earlier and had been flying at a faster speed. It had shot away from the st centre by almost 500 metres, just escaping the most dangerous zone. But even so, it was still thrown further away by the st by about 100 metres before it began to descend in a natural curve, heading swiftly towards the ground. Qi Long and the others were extremely anxious, hearts lodged high in their throats. Deep down, they prayed that the concussive force of the explosion had not destroyed the A.I. inside the cockpit ... Their prayers were effective ¡ª when the cockpit reached a particr altitude, the cockpit¡¯s reactive thrust powered on, slowing the cockpit¡¯s descent. After self-destructing, ejecting the cockpit had a 9 in 10 chance of ending in death; it was basically just there for self-reassurance. Not only did the cockpit have to get out of the st range, it had to be ejected high enough, and the reactive thrust must activate urately. Every single item on that list had to be met, otherwise ejection would still result in death. Luckily, the cockpit was being controlled by Little Four. Otherwise, relying on the Federation¡¯s current A.I.s, who knew what the oue would be? The Federation¡¯s A.I.s could only mechanically remember some data sets, and execute operations based on regted settings ¡ª it would not consider other variable factors. Seeing the cockpitnd safely under the application of reactive thrust, Qi Long and the others instantly let out a sigh of relief. They hurriedly made their way over to thending spot of the cockpit to check on the pilot. If they could help out somehow, then them rushing here would be so worth it. "Boss, Boss, we¡¯re safe now." Little Four¡¯s calctions were urate, letting the cockpitnd safely. He called out in excitement to Ling Lan, wanting her to praise him. However, the inside of the cockpit was still and silent. Only then did Little Four notice the blood still dripping continuously from his boss¡¯s lips. "Boss, stop scaring me, wake up! Wake up!" he shouted desperately, but Ling Lan remained silent. Thinking of something, Little Four quickly detached from the mecha¡¯s A.I. to look for Ling Lan in the learning space. However, inside, he still found no sign of Ling Lan. Instantly, he panicked, knowing that things were not good. "Boss must have taken a great deal of damage and lost consciousness. At this time, I must let her eat some healing medical agents ..." Little Four figured it out, but he was just a formless intelligence entity, and so had no limbs to use to feed Ling Lan. At this moment, Little Four hated the fact that he was an intelligence bio-entity. Right then, Little Four suddenly sensed people approaching! Anxiously, he scanned the surroundings, and when he saw those few familiar figures, he was instantly ovee with joy. Boss was saved! Qi Long and the others had arrived. From a distance, Qi Long could see the cockpit lying silently on the ground. He signalled for Han Jijyun and the other two behind him to wait while he carefully crept closer to the cockpit, wanting to observe the situation. He had just gotten within 100 metres of the cockpit when the doors to the cockpit suddenly swung open, startling Qi Long. But he was soon taken with joy ¡ª the fact that the cockpit was opened from within meant that the person inside was still alive, otherwise the doors would not open on their own. Of course, Qi Long did not know that this world had such a miraculous existence as Little Four. Qi Long did not choose to go closer, patiently waiting for the mecha operator inside toe out. A stranger approaching without reason would be easily misunderstood, especially when on a battlefield. Warriors were extremely sensitive after fighting ¡ª any strange movements would just prompt a counterattack. Although Qi Long wanted to help their saviour, he did not want to randomly lose his life here, so he retained the necessary caution. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s subtle training all these years was also a reason. Qi Long waited patiently for a few minutes, but did not see anyoneing out. In fact, Little Four was already anxiously jumping up and down in the cockpit ¡ª if not for the fact that he had no voice, he would have otherwise long called Qi Long and the others over. Qi Long¡¯s pause puzzled Han Jijyun and the others, so Han Jijyun led Luo Lang and Lin Zhong-qing over as well,ing to stand beside Qi Long. At this moment, they too saw the opened cockpit. "Qi Long, could it be that the person inside is injured and can¡¯t get out?" Han Jijyun thought of this possibility. Qi Long¡¯s eyes brightened, thinking to himself that what Han Jijyun said made sense. He decided to go forward on his own and see, and let Han Jijyun and the others continue to wait here. He got closer and closer, and when he saw the blood within the cockpit, all wariness he still had fled instantly. He hurriedly quickened his pace to rush to the door of the cockpit and looked inside. "Jijyun, it¡¯s not good,e over quickly!" Qi Long¡¯s voice actually held true grief. Han Jijyun¡¯s heart skipped a beat ¡ª could the mecha operator inside be one of Qi Long¡¯s rtives? He hurriedly ran over with Luo Lang and Lin Zhong-qing. When he saw the unconscious small figure inside who was still bleeding from the mouth, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Boss Lan! This cannot be, how can it be him ..." Those were ace mecha operators he was fighting! Boss Lan was only 10 years old ¡ª there was no way he could control mecha ... Han Jijyun felt everything he thought he knew about mechapletely copse at this moment. "Will Boss Lan die ...?" Seeing the terrible state Ling Lan was in, Luo Lang felt a chill spread throughout his entire body, and his body began shivering uncontrobly. Meanwhile, Lin Zhong-qing was even more stunned, unable to form a coherent thought for a long moment. "Quick, feed him some healing agents!" Han Jijyun saw that the others were panicking, and so quickly collected his emotions to order calmly. "Oh, oh!" Qi Long and the others hurriedly pulled out the medicinal agents they had in their backpacks and tried feeding them to Ling Lan. However, because their hands were shaking, the agents spilled, missing their mark to slide off Ling Lan¡¯s lips. "Let me!" Han Jijyun quickly pushed away the typically bold and brash idiots who were currently iling in their panic. He took one pack of agent from Luo Lang¡¯s hands, and using his left hand to pry open Ling Lan¡¯s mouth, he poured the agent in. "Another!" Han Jijyun indicated for them to pass him more and continued to pour, only stopping after five full packs were gone. The effect of five packs of medicinal agents were pretty good. The initially pale-whiteplexion of Ling Lan started to warm, and the blood flowing from her mouth started to slow. Three minutester, Ling Lan was no longer spewing blood. "We have to return to the camp site immediately, otherwise Boss¡¯s injuries will not be able to be healed. If any aftereffects are left, this might destroy Boss¡¯s future!" Seeing Ling Lan no longer at the brink of death, Qi Long¡¯s rationality returned. Qi Long¡¯s words naturally obtained everyone¡¯s agreement. They carefully lifted Ling Lan out from the cockpit, and then looked for materials in the surroundings to make a simple stretcher to carry Ling Lan in. After all, it was better for Ling Lan to lie down and be still in his current condition. While searching for materials, they actually stumbled upon the beam cannon discarded by the Twilight Empire¡¯s squad leader previously. The beam cannon was veryrge and heavy. It was impossible for the four of them to carry it with them. After some thought, Han Jijyun asked Qi Long and the others carry Ling Lan¡¯s cockpit over to the beam cannon. Under Qi Long and the others¡¯ confused gazes, Han Jijyun positioned the cockpit within the line of attack of the beam cannon and triggered the cannon. The shot utterly destroyed Ling Lan¡¯s cockpit, melting it down, leaving no trace. At this moment, Qi Long and the others finally realised why Han Jijyun did this. Destroying the cockpit would also destroy the ck box within it. Consequently, no one would be able to find out about Ling Lan¡¯s battle and defeat of the three Twilight ace mecha. (They did not know that Little Four had long wiped the data files within the ck box.) Then, Ling Lan¡¯s true capabilities could be concealed and remain undiscovered. Mind you, if someone else were to find out about this, Ling Lan would definitely be embroiled in much trouble in the near future, and her life may even be threatened. They all understood the theory of the wind toppling the tree above the treeline. In this manner, the four of them destroyed anything that could expose Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities, and then began to trek back to the camp site carrying the still unconscious Ling Lan. This journey was very difficult ¡ª many times, they almost ended up bing a meal for the F-ss savage beasts. However, each time they were in a tight spot, those savage beasts would suddenly get spooked and turn tail and run away desperately, disappearing into the forest ... Even as this puzzled them, they couldn¡¯t help but be thankful for the blessing of the goddess of luck, letting this miraculous thing happen again and again. Little Four pursed his lips, pouting, displeased with this so-called ¡¯goddess of luck¡¯ who was iming the credit for his work. Dammit, if I hadn¡¯t released the blood-tinged killing intent concealed within Boss¡¯s body to scare off those small fry, you would all be the excrement of those savage beasts by now ... Hmph, goddess of luck, my foot! Chapter 154: Awakening! Chapter 154: Awakening! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In outer space, in the control room of the Twilight Empire interster mothership, a group of people had already been waiting patiently for several hours. But as time went by and there was no news from below, they began to grow restless and began discussing what they should do next. "Commander, the enemy¡¯s reinforcement fleets are at this point, while our reinforcement fleets are here," reported the chief of staff, pointing out the locations on the star map on the big screen. "In three hours, the enemy¡¯s starships will appear in the outer space of this," the chief of staff continued to say after referencing the information. "This fleet ¡ª before they can reach here, they should be attacked by our empire¡¯s reinforcement fleet. We still have time." Themander was unwilling to just give up now. The below was currently in a meleebat stage ¡ª no one could tell yet who the final winner or loser would be. "Where are Ikeda-kun and the others now?" asked themander. "They¡¯ve alreadynded safely and are currently carrying out Operation Decapitation. However, only two teams have managed to assemble. The others are either missing or have been nobly sacrificed in battle," replied a staff officer in charge of keeping track of the dead and injured. "Any movement from the other fleets of the Federation?" themander asked the chief of staff. The chief of staff immediately pointed out three dots closest to this and said, "At each of these three points, a fleet is stationed there. Although our covert scouting did not manage to find out their destinations, based on the current situation, they will definitely be heading our way. "If they rush here, we will have no chance of winning this battle." This was the closest to the three countries ¡ª the Federation, Caesar, and Gend ¡ª and was honestly a bit far from Twilight. Thus, their interster fleets could not speedily send assistance, unlike the Federation. After a thoughtful silence, themander asked, "How much time do we have left at most?" "If we don¡¯t consider that first fleet, at most 7 hours." The chief of staff gave his verdict. "Pass on the order to Ikeda-kun. They only have 7 hours, no, 6 hours and a half. If they cannot carry out Operation Decapitation in 6 and a half hours, they will be abandoned," said themander ruthlessly. "Hai!" Everyone bowed their heads fearfully as they epted the order. Within Twilight, the suprememander had the ultimate right to decide whether the warriors below lived or died. Time passed bit by bit. The first reinforcement fleet was attacked by a Twilight Empire reinforcement fleet even before they entered the starspace of this. Both sides began an intense starship battle, involving thousands of starships respectively. Over a hundred thousand starship warriors were killed in this space battle. When only half an hour remained on the clock, dark clouds nketed the whole Twilight interster mothership control room. Everyone¡¯s face was a sheet of grey ¡ª they could already feel the failure of their invasion n this time. "Why do we still not hear anything from Ikeda-kun?" Seeing that the opponent¡¯s reinforcements were almost here, themander of the mothership in outer space started yelling in anger. The people around him could only bow their heads in silence. At this moment, everyone felt that the odds were not in team leader Ikeda¡¯s favour. "Baka! All useless trash!" Frankly, themander did not have a good feeling about this as well; he was just unwilling to ept it. Of course, they did not know that of their two surviving teams of ace mecha, one had died without fanfare, courtesy of Ling Lan. It was just that no one would ever know, besides Qi Long¡¯s group of four. Meanwhile, the other team very unfortunately crossed paths with the mecha squad of the camp¡¯s suprememander. The suprememander himself was an ace operator at his peak, just one step away from advancing to imperial level. And the weakest member of the squad protecting him was still a special-ss mecha operator. The campmander was extremely cunning ¡ª seeing this ace mecha team, he immediately ordered his mecha team to surround and kill them. That team did not even have the chance to fight back, dying under the collective shots of countless beam guns. In this way, Operation Decapitation was easily nipped in the bud. As Qi Long and the others were rushing back to the main camp, the battle was already reaching its end. The starships in the space above the were beginning to retreat systematically in the directions of their respective countries. Of course, the departure of the starships meant that any mecha operators left on the had basically been abandoned. The¡¯s main camp released the call to surrender ¡ª however, the Twilight Empire mecha operators had been brainwashed very thoroughly by their nation. When they knew they had no more chance of survival, these Twilight mecha operators did not lose their fighting spirit, nor did they choose to surrender. Instead, they exploded with astoundingbat ability, dragging quite a few Federation mecha operators down with them as they died. This frightened the cold sweat out of the Federation mecha operators, so they no longer dared to hold any sympathy for these abandoned soldiers ¡ª they began shooting the moment they saw one alive. This situation resulted in very few injured members on both sides. Twilight did not need any prisoners, so if they won in a fight, they would immediately take the opponent¡¯s life. In return, the Federation returned tooth for tooth, blood for blood ¡ª by the end, no one was willing to spare the lives of these enemies who had taken theirrades¡¯ lives and take them prisoner anymore anyway, so the killing continued. ******** After rapid-marching for a whole 15 hours, Qi Long and the others finally managed to get back to the main camp. When the camp¡¯s medical officer saw Qi Long and the others carting in the unconscious Ling Lan, he hurriedly let them put Ling Lan into one of the healing pods for treatment. "Luckily you lot came back in time. If you all were just an hourter, the healing pods might not be even be effective anymore." Seeing the information released by the healing pod, the medical officer could not help but exim. Qi Long asked anxiously, "How long does he need to be treated before he can wake up?" "If just for waking up, perhaps about three days. However, to fully heal his body, he would most likely have to lie in the healing pod for up to 3 months." The medical officer was not exaggerating. In truth, Ling Lan¡¯s body was near the brink of copse. There only remained a tendril of vitality left in her body, and this tiny tendril was what would power Ling Lan¡¯s recovery. If this tendril was utterly destroyed, then it would be useless even if Ling Lanid in this healing pod for 10 years. "Three months? That long?" Thepanions were struck with bted fear. They had known that Ling Lan had been injured badly, but they did not expect the injuries to be this severe. "That long? Little fellows, you all should be grateful that it is only three months, and not no time at all," sighed the medical officer. Only kids like these would be bothered about the length of time needed for healing. For people like him who were used to seeing life and death, as long as there was a chance to lie down and receive treatment, it was a blessing no matter how long it took. Every day the medical officer had to oversee countless patientsing and going, so after settling Ling Lan in, he did not pay any more attention to the matter. Meanwhile, Qi Long and the others came every day to the medical department to watch over the healing pod, waiting for Ling Lan to wake up. The medical officer was very reliable; three dayster, Ling Lan hazily woke up. The others were thrilled, rushing to ask if Ling Lan needed anything. Ling Lan shook her head at them. Little Four had told her everything that had happened after she lost consciousness, so she knew that Qi Long and the others were aware that she was the one operating the mecha. However, Ling Lan was very pleased with the clean-up that Han Jijyun had done. She had originally nned to do the same to destroy all evidence of the incident. Meanwhile, at this time, this was finally fully back in the control of the Federation. They sessfully killed all the invading Twilight warriors, though of course there were some mecha operators who had chosen to abandon their mecha and flee on foot into the forest to hide, biding their time for an opportunity to counterattack. With regards to those people, the Federation did not specially send out teams to clear them out. This was because once they entered F-ss savage beast territory, those mecha operator without their mecha were really unlikely to be able to handle those savage beasts ... The rebuilding after the battle alsomenced very quickly. The Federation delivered materials and resources in an endless stream to the. Some credit had to be given to the Twilight Empire for this ¡ª their invasion this time forced the Federation to publicize the coordinates of the mysterious and include it into the Federation¡¯s maps, where it was given the name Demonbeast¡¯. This was because there was nothing other than endless savage beasts on the ... Half a monthter, Qi Long and the others resumed their hunting assignment. Of course, every time they returned, they would not forget to give Ling Lan a share of their earnings. In this way, three more months passed. Ling Lan finally obtained the approval of the medical officer to leave the healing pod and could once again move around freely. The first thing Ling Lan after regaining her mobility was to go eat. She was seriously starving ¡ª although nutrient solutions could replenish all the minerals and other elements needed by the body, her stomach, which was used to working for over 10 years, just could not help but feel hungry. After she finished eating her fill, she looked up to find Qi Long and the others sitting beside her, waiting patiently. "When did you guys arrive?" Ling Lan was startled. She had been too focused on eating that she had not noticed anything happening around her. Of course, she also questioned Little Four inside her mind, asking him why he had not alerted her. Little Four was speechless ¡ª Boss was the one who said that these few people were on the list of people whose presence did not need to be announced. When had Boss changed her mind? Why did he not know about it? "Not too long ago. Seeing Boss eating so happily, we¡¯re also very happy," replied Han Jijyun with a smile. Ling Lan rubbed her brow helplessly and said sulkily, "Han Jijyun, just ask if you have a question, this sneaky look doesn¡¯t suit you." Han Jijyun¡¯s sudden change from a cool and serious scout into a warm and smiling gentleman just seemed really awkward to Ling Lan; she couldn¡¯t help but feel goosebumps rising all over her body. "Here is not a suitable ce," said Han Jijyun regretfully, keeping his smile as he looked around. Due to the rebuilding spanning 3 months, many of the veteran soldiers all managed to obtain new weapons of their own. Thus, they were in a great mood, so it was easy to see tables after tables of rowdy celebrating soldiers. Observing the situation around them, Ling Lan nodded and said, "True. Then let¡¯s go back to the dorms." Ling Lan led Qi Long and the others back to their dorms. She then took a quick shower and changed into a new set of protective clothes before sitting at her usual spot. Then, she said, "Alright, ask if you have any questions. But, this is only for today." Ling Lan wasn¡¯t someone who liked to talk about herself, which was why she had dragged on so long in revealing to the others that her father was Ling Xiao. Chapter 155: My Father Is Ling Xiao! Chapter 155: My Father Is Ling Xiao! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The group stared at one another, and Han Jijyun was the one who asked in the end, "Boss Lan, who are you really?" Helplessly, Ling Lan rubbed at her forehead once more. In the end, she still could not avoid answering this question, but since she had chosen to be honest, she should really introduce herself properly. Thus, she answered seriously, "My name is definitely real. I am really called Ling Lan. My family background isn¡¯t fake as well, but, I just didn¡¯t tell you all who my young dad who passed away was." "Boss Lan¡¯s father? Surname Ling? Sacrificed 10 years ago?" Qi Long muttered to himself as he thought. All of them here were intelligent children. Almost immediately, an astounding yet sorrow-tinged name emerged in their minds. All of them could not help but stare at Ling Lan incredulously, "Ling Xiao?!" Ling Lan nodded expressionlessly, indicating that their guess was not wrong. "Ah ..." Knowing that they had not guessed wrongly, Qi Long and the others couldn¡¯t help but exim. The shock of this answer was really too much for them. It should be known that Ling Xiao was one of the twelve god-ss operators of the Federation, as well as the only human being who had managed to sessfully advance to god-ss operator status at the young age of 24. Throughout human history, the youngest to advance to god-ss operator status before Ling Xiao was a 33 year old mecha operator from the Caesar Empire. In one jump, Ling Xiao had raised the bar by a whole 8 years, proof of just how aberrant he was. Thus, to the people of the Federation, Ling Xiao was a godlike existence. Although he died early in the end, having been killed in a plot by the Twilight Empire in the death tunnel, this did not stop the passionate soldiers and those children chasing their dreams from viewing him as their lifelong idol. Moreover, Qi Long, Luo Lang, and the others had grown up within the federal military system. All along, Ling Xiao had been a figure often mentioned by their guardians, in tones wistful for what might have been. They even emphasized the fact that if Ling Xiao had lived, the Federation would have been able to holdplete deterrence ability over the other nations for the next 50 years, with no worry of border trouble. So, as they gradually grew up learning about Ling Xiao and his exploits, they also began viewing Ling Xiao as their own idol. They hoped that one day, they would be able to achieve everything Ling Xiao had achieved, and perhaps even go one step further toplete what Ling Xiao did not get toplete. Right now, Qi Long and the others actually learned that their Boss Lan was the son of that aberrant genius, Ling Xiao, the people¡¯s idol. The lot of them were instantly stupefied by the news. Ling Lan coughed empathically, shaking them from their stupor, before continuing to say, "Because my father died young, and also because his circumstance is a little special, it didn¡¯t seem very appropriate to talk about him." "No wonder Boss is so good at operating mecha," sighed Han Jijyun softly, his entire body rxing. He had actually been afraid that Ling Lan was from a major faction from within the military. If that was the case, their rtionship would very easily drag their paternal families into an unnecessary faction feud, and this was something he did not want to see. If that happened, their friendship would certainly change, no longer able to stay pure and simple. "Boss, could you teach us how to operate mecha?" The mecha maniac Qi Long¡¯s eyes were sparkling; he had really been fantasizing about this moment for so long. Qi Long¡¯s suggestion stirred the hearts of the other boys as well. With faces filled with expectation, they looked at Ling Lan with stars in their eyes, hoping that she would agree. "I cannot," Ling Lan refused resolutely. She had secretly absorbed so much gene agent, and then trained both body and spirit repeatedly in the learning space and in reality. Besides that, she also had Little Four doing his best to keep the mecha in check, lowering the feedback energy to the absolute minimum. Under these circumstances, her body still received heavy damage. Not to mention, Qi Long and the others were children who had not been through specialised training for mecha. Qi Long may still be fine, but the others¡¯ bodies just would not be able to support even two or three mecha movements. Seeing their stubborn gazes, Ling Lan said sternly, "Because of our Ling family secret methods, that is why I can learn mecha a few years earlier. Even so, I still was not able to take the feedback energy of the mecha and was injured badly. What will support you all to learn mecha now? The Federation does not allow children to learn mecha before the age of 13 for a good reason. Don¡¯t y the fool with your lives." Ling Lan was most afraid that these children would not listen to reason, secretly sneaking off to try and learn control on their own. This was noughing matter ¡ª a misstep would easily end in disaster. They could even lose their lives. Ling Lan¡¯s scolding words caused the boys to break out in cold sweat instantly. Because they had seen Ling Lan dispatching the three enemy ace mecha so efficiently, they had naturally assumed that they could also learn how to operate mecha,pletely forgetting the repeated warnings of their own parents and instructors. It should be known that the reaction force from operating mecha was very powerful ¡ª even for adults, not everyone was suited for operating mecha. "Even with our Ling family secret arts, my father never wished for me to operate a real mecha before I turned 13 ... if the situation hadn¡¯t been desperate, I too wouldn¡¯t have done it," said Ling Lan to Qi Long and the others. She had only operated the mecha because the situation forced her to. Qi Long and the others were ashamed. They knew very well that Ling Lan had done all of it to save them. Otherwise, Ling Lan would not have left the outpost to look for them, and so would not have operated the mecha and ended up with a body covered in wounds. They no longer felt the restlessness they had felt before, nodding to show they understood. Still, deep in their hearts, the seed of yearning to be ace operators had been nted. One day, those seeds would sprout and grow tall and strong. ******** The hunting course was not as long as Qi Long and the others thought it to be. After spending about half a year on Demonbeast, the academy finally sent a starship to collect them. Initially, they had intended to take them back after the battle ended. However, due to the being invaded by Twilight Empire forces, the Federation had no choice but to reveal the existence of the to the public. This incited a great uproar within the Federation. The citizens were very unhappy about the Federation¡¯s concealment of this auxiliary, and had begun to organiserge-scale demonstrations on variouss. This caused the Federation government and the Federation military to be primarily reactive ¡ª they had to first focus on settling themotion inside the nation. Therefore, they forcefully suppressed the request of the Central Scout Academy to retrieve its students. They were afraid that if the public found out that they had sent a batch of the Federation¡¯s most exceptional youths to the dangerous Demonbeast for training, the demonstrations would intensify. Still, thanks to this, Ling Lan managed to avoid drawing attention and subsequent trouble from her injuries this time. If the Central Scout Academy had sent a military ship to retrieve them, then they would certainly have found out that their prized student had been seriously injured during this battle. Then, they would definitely have assigned a specialist medical team to treat Ling Lan. If that happened, the secret of Ling Lan¡¯s concealed gender might very well be exposed! (All the information the Central Scout Academy received was that out of the 50 students, there were 0 deaths, 0 missing, 21 injured, 29 unharmed, and that none of the students had any risk of dying.) This was also why the Central Scout Academy was willing to wait. If there really had been any fatal injuries or casualties, the dean of the Central Scout Academy would likely have stormed into military headquarters and forcefullymandeered a starship to go pick up his students already. Just like this, Ling Lan andpany safely returned to the academy. After saying goodbye to her friends, Ling Lan hurried back to her vi. At the garden gate to the vi, a lovely figure was peering out anxiously ... Ling Lan felt tears spring to her eyes, once again experiencing the bittersweet 1 feeling of having a rtive worrying about her ... she had almost forgotten what it was like. "Mummy!" Ling Lan shouted the moment she was within sight of Lan Luofeng. Lan Luofeng rushed out at a supernatural speed, sweeping forwards like a gust of wind, pulling Ling Lan into her arms. "Ling Lan, you¡¯re really back! That¡¯s great! Mummy missed you so much." Lan Luofeng, who had always faced Ling Lan with a smile, actually had tears in her voice at this moment. This was a sign of just how much she had worried over this half a year. Ling Lan abruptly realised that Lan Luofeng was still haunted by the shadow of her father¡¯s mysterious passing; perhaps she was afraid that Ling Lan too would disappear as Ling Xiao had. If Ling Xiao had taken away half of Lan Luofeng¡¯s soul, then the remaining half was undoubtedly tied to her. If she really passed away, Lan Luofeng would likely follow her into death without any hesitation. Losing her, Lan Luofeng would no longer have any soul left to keep her alive. Ling Lan was unbelievably touched by Lan Luofeng¡¯s deep motherly love. She hugged Lan Luofeng back with all her might as tears fell silently from her eyes. "Mummy, I¡¯m sorry for making you worry." In her previous life, although her parents loved her, due to her illness, they were already slowly giving up on her. They gave most of their love to her younger brother, and the remaining love they had for her was slowly being worn away by the endless treatments and care she needed. Ling Lan did not me them. This was a basic human instinct ¡ª to avoid the pain they sawing, they voluntarily chose to slowly divert their love. Thus, the death of Ling Lan in her previous life was actually a type of release for her parents and her brother. Of course there was sadness, but there was even more a sense of relief at finallyying a burden to rest. The Ling Lan of this life had constantly been guarded with her affections, because she too was afraid of being hurt. Towards Lan Luofeng, she had deep respect and love, but not a lot of intimacy. Because she had taken over the body of Lan Luofeng¡¯s child, she needed to bear the responsibility. Her impression of Ling Xiao was mostly based on descriptions from Lan Luofeng. She had taken so long to tell Qi Long and the others that Ling Xiao was actually her father, inrge part due to the fact that Ling Lan had never really registered that she was really Ling Xiao¡¯s child. However, when Ling Lan personally felt the tremors running through Lan Luofeng¡¯s body right now ¡ª the physical manifestation of her deep-seated worries and fear, a reflection of that unnameable adoration of motherly love ¡ª the generous warmth of it instantly wrapped around her entire body. Ling Lan could no longer hold back her brimming emotions, sincerely saying sorry to Lan Luofeng! Only Ling Lan truly knew what this apology meant ¡ª it wasn¡¯t purely referring to this most recent injury, but was for her closed-off heart over these past ten years. She was sorry for not responding properly to Lan Luofeng¡¯s ten years of unstinting motherly love. Perhaps Ling Lan¡¯s warm response surprised Lan Luofeng, for she quickly gathered herself and pulled away a little from Ling Lan. After looking her over carefully, she asked worriedly, "Ling Lan, are you alright?" Ling Lan patted her chest and replied, "All is well. I can even put away 20 servings of steak with no problem." Fully epting Lan Luofeng into her heart, Ling Lan once again recovered her previousposure and began to joke around light-heartedly with Lan Luofeng, smiling. Chapter 156: Why Did You Die? Chapter 156: Why Did You Die? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "That¡¯s good. Did you know? Your expression now is a little richer now than it was previously. Mummy can stop worrying now." Lan Luofeng patted Ling Lan¡¯s adorable shota face, satisfied, before pulling Ling Lan by the hand into the vi. Meanwhile, Ling Lan¡¯s heart throbbed at Lan Luofeng¡¯s words ¡ª so Lan Luofeng had always been watching and observing all the changes she went through. The only reason why she never said anything was that Lan Luofeng chose to believe in her own child. Perhaps only a mother who loved you fully would pay attention and notice all these minute changes. Lan Luofeng did not seem to care much for her academic results, and seemed not to worry about Ling Lan¡¯s future; in all appearances, not a responsible parent. However, looking closely, from birth till now, in the minor details of her life, anything or anyone who made Ling Lan feel ufortable would unknowingly disappear ... this was definitely Lan Luofeng¡¯s doing ¡ª she could not bear to see her child suffer. The more she felt Lan Luofeng¡¯s love, the more remorseful Ling Lan felt. She pressed down on Lan Luofeng¡¯s hand, drawing Lan Luofeng¡¯s questioning gaze. Ling Lan smiled radiantly at Lan Luofeng and said, "Mummy, have I told you earlier that I love you?" Lan Luofeng covered her mouth in pleasant surprise. Since she was little, Ling Lan had had a heavy burden on her shoulders, deeply pressured. While she was still an infant, she still liked tough and y pranks at times, but as she grew up, she became increasingly colder and began emanating an antisocial presence. This made Lan Luofeng¡¯s heart ache for her child, and she was also extremely regretful, wondering whether her initial decision had doomed Ling Lan. Later on, Ling Lan had truly be the family head of the Ling family and took the responsibilities of the Ling family onto her shoulders. From then on, Ling Lan never liked to speak much. Of course, to get Ling Lan to speak more, Lan Luofeng had tried pretending to be ditzy to cling to Ling Lan, trying to cajole Ling Lan into talking to her or to tell her ¡¯I love you, mummy¡¯ and so on, but all she got in the end was just perfunctory responses. This had really made Lan Luofeng a little sad. Now, seeing Ling Lan say this voluntarily, Lan Luofeng couldn¡¯t help but be overjoyed. She was very afraid that Ling Lan¡¯s spirit would be twisted because she had to pretend to be a boy, but seeing Ling Lan¡¯s sincere smile now and her slightly cheeky tone, all seemed well with Ling Lan. This was undoubtedly what Lan Luofeng was most happy to see. "It¡¯s such a shame, Ling Lan, you really forgot to tell mummy this earlier," replied Lan Luofeng with a smile. Yet, two crystal tears fell from her eyes, and one coincidentally fell onto Ling Lan¡¯s palm. Ling Lan stared at that warm tear in her palm, so warm that it seemed to sear, and then lifted her head to say again seriously, "Mummy, I love you! From now on I will take over Daddy¡¯s duty and tell you every day that I love you!" "Ling Lan, Mummy loves you too!" Lan Luofeng hugged Ling Lan close once again. Eyes blurred with tears, she looked up at the sky and felt as if she could almost see Ling Xiao smiling at her and saying that he had found someone to love her in his ce. "Thank you, Ling Xiao, you¡¯ve given me the most precious treasure, my Ling Lan!" Ling Lan and Lan Luofeng ate a great meal in the vi as they talked andughed. Ling Lan picked and chose some interesting stories from her time at Demonbeast to tell Lan Luofeng. Of course, she said nothing of her getting injured. Since she was now safely home, why bring up these things which would make her mum worry? She then told Lan Luofeng about the followers she had gathered. Lan Luofeng was extremely interested to hear about them and immediately instructed Ling Lan to bring those followers of hers here tomorrow afternoon after sses ended, for her to inspect and to share a meal or something. Ling Lan was instantly speechless. Inspect? What did her mum take her followers to be? However, when Ling Lan saw Lan Luofeng¡¯s disappointed expression and low spirits, she couldn¡¯t bear it and so could only nod and agree. The moment she obtained the answer she wanted, Lan Luofeng instantly revived to full health, excitedly calling for Ling Nanyi to arrange tomorrow¡¯s dinner menu. Seeing her mum so lively and energetic, Ling Lan was resigned yet happy as well. Even if this was a little troublesome, she felt that it was still tolerable. Ling Lan suddenly wondered ¡ª would her dad also lose to such an expression? Thinking about it, it was entirely possible. Because Lan Luofeng¡¯s expression earlier was obviously well-practiced ¡ª it was definitely not the first time she had used it. And the only person who could let Lan Luofeng gain such experience, aside from her dad Ling Xiao, there was pretty much nobody else. When housekeeper Ling Nanyi heard that Young Master Lan was inviting ssmates over for dinner, she too was swept up in the excitement and immediately jumped into the discussion animatedly. Because this was the first time Ling Lan was inviting friends home ... although this was just a temporary living area within the academy, it was still their temporary home, wasn¡¯t it? Watching the two fretting women loudly discussing at the dining table, even going back and forth multiple times over a single dish on the menu, Ling Lan knew that she was unnecessary here. Resigned, she quietly left the dining hall and logged on to the virtualwork. There, she contacted Qi Long and the others who were also online and arranged for them toe eat at her house. Only after that did she secretly slip into Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space. At the same time, Little Four created a fake Ling Lan to walk around the virtual world randomly, creating the illusion that Ling Lan was nowhere near the legacy space. ******** This time, the moment Ling Lan entered the legacy space, it was no longer asplicated as before. There were no tests; she immediately arrived at the Ling family mansion. Ling Lan took the familiar path to the study and pushed the door open to see Ling Xiao sitting behind the study desk. He was in the middle of writing something, and when he heard the noise of Ling Lan entering, he lifted his head. Seeing Ling Lan, he smiled warmly and said, "Ling Lan, you¡¯vee?" He immediately followed up by saying, "Looks like you¡¯ve already met the requirements needed to receive the next part of the legacy. In that case, show me." That said, he brushed his hand lightly over the surface of the table and six translucent crystal beads appeared. Ling Lan did not look at the crystal beads on the table, only keeping her eyes trained steadily on Ling Xiao¡¯s face. That face with such a warm and kind smile on it ¡ª thest time she saw it, she did not feel much resentment, but this time, seeing it again, a surge of negative emotion rose in her heart. She wished she could just leap forward and punch the smile off that face. During this time, Ling Lan had already learned a lot more about god-ss operators. She knew very well that they were near-godlike beings and definitely did not die easily. Even if the energy turbulence in the death tunnel back then had been overly terrifying, that did not mean that Ling Xiao could not escape. Just looking at a god-ss operator¡¯s horrifying speed which was close to lightspeed, escape was not impossible. What was it that made Ling Xiao willing to abandon Lan Luofeng and herself to choose death? "Why did you die?" Ling Lan bit out word by word, voicing the doubt in her mind. Ling Xiao was taken aback, as if unprepared for Ling Lan to ask this question. "I ask you, why did you choose to die?" yelled Ling Lan with mingled grief and rage. Lan Luofeng was such a perfect woman ¡ª how could Ling Xiao bear to make her sad? He should know that without him, Lan Luofeng would lose her happiness ¡ª even if she had a child, she would still lose the vibrancy and colour she should have had ... Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, his aura still so warm and calm that he seemed beyond reproach. "I am a soldier. I cannot refuse the military¡¯smands! Besides, I have never thought of dying. I really wished I could have lived ..." After a brief moment of silence, Ling Xiao continued, "I don¡¯t know whether I am dead when you entered this legacy space. But I can tell you with certainty that I would not choose to kill myself, and I would not leave things to fate. If there is any hope of survival, no matter how difficult things may be, I will persevere and fight with all my strength to obtain it." "If that is the case, why are you still dead?" Ling Xiao was a god-ss operator! Could it be that that maic field energy turbulence still had some hidden story behind it that even Ling Xiao had no way of piloting his god-ss mecha to leave? "I do not know. I just sensed danger! After achieving a certain level of strength, one obtains the ability to predict danger. Which is why I prepared a legacy space beforehand. This was to be myst resort. It doesn¡¯t mean I am truly dead ..." Ling Xiao¡¯s smile slowly faded, "Of course, it is also possible that I am really dead!" Ling Xiao¡¯s aura exploded ¡ª only now did Ling Lan sense how terrifying the spiritual pressure of a god-ss operator was. Luckily, the press of Ling Xiao¡¯s aura came and went. But just that brief taste of it was enough to drench Ling Lan in sweat. In that moment, she had even had the wrongful feeling that she would die under its pressure. "Originally, we had wanted to settle things once and for all. We were going to locate the greatest parasite hidden within the Federation. But unexpectedly, that parasite was deeper and higher up in rank than we had anticipated. It was very likely that the opponent saw through our ns and so set up a countern. It was a loss by just one move; there was no shame in losing. You just need to be careful, for the opponent may very likely try to end things by killing out my line." Ling Xiao revealed just a little of the information back then. "Of course, I have also made some arrangements. If those people do not go against their word, perhaps you will be able to grow up in peace and also obtain my legacy." At this point of his recitation, Ling Xiao snorted and said, "When a man dies and the lights go out, whether those people are still willing to take the risk for me, no one knows. This is not something I can control. So Ling Lan, you must remember. No one is reliable ¡ª the most reliable thing is to be strong yourself. Besides that, intelligence is also something you cannotck. If I, Ling Xiao, am truly dead, at the heart of it, I must have died by the opponent¡¯s plot." Ling Lan did not expect that Ling Xiao had long thought of this and had also made the appropriate arrangements. It was just that in the end, things must still have happened outside of Ling Xiao¡¯s expectations, causing all of Ling Xiao¡¯s ns to be useless. These words of Ling Xiao caused the negative emotions in Ling Lan¡¯s heart to slowly melt away. It was just as Ling Xiao said ¡ª this was not something he could control. She walked forward and swept her hand over the surface of the desk. The six crystal beads instantly disappeared. Subsequently, four beads appeared in the gaps of Ling Lan¡¯s fingers, while two more rested in her palm. Ling Xiao nodded lightly. Just thatst move alone showed that Ling Lan¡¯s speed had already reached his minimum requirement. Ling Lan did not look at Ling Xiao¡¯s expression. Her fingers folded and began dancing swiftly. Then,yer afteryer of afterimages of Ling Lan¡¯s fingers appeared, and countless clear sounds of collision started to ring ¡ª ding ding dang dang 1 , extremely pleasant to the ear. Gradually, these tinkling sounds became powerful ringing, reverberating like stormy winds and driving rain, an endless assault. It was clear to see that Ling Lan¡¯s hand speed had already reached a significantly terrifying speed. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji With new context, it bes clear that one term has been tranted somewhat incorrectly prior to this. (=.= Dang nab Chinese ambiguity!!) I¡¯m posting this note here because it will be impacting the next chapter directly. Please note that ¡¯mental strength¡¯ will be corrected to ¡¯spiritual power¡¯, while ¡¯mental mutation¡¯ will be changed to ¡¯spiritual mutation¡¯. Retroactive changes will be made to previous chapters. I¡¯m sorry for any confusion caused. Chapter 157: Innate Talent Awakens! Chapter 157: Innate Talent Awakens! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Xiao¡¯s gaze was filled with satisfaction. This speed of Ling Lan¡¯s had indeed met his requirement, and was actually a hair better than what he required. Just as Ling Xiao was going to say that she had passed, the ringing sounds of the crystal beads colliding sped up even more, merging the separate noises into one collective consistent peal of sound. Meanwhile, at this time, Ling Lan¡¯s fingers had disappeared ... Seeing this, the expression of the initially smiling Ling Xiao shifted. If he weren¡¯t afraid of disturbing Ling Lan¡¯s attention, he might have just yelled out in shock. Ling Lan¡¯s hand speed had actually reached the step of Void ¡ª this was a definite step into the standard requirement to be an ace mecha operator. His child should be no more than 10 years old ... right? With a dull ¡¯puff¡¯, Ling Lan¡¯s fingers stopped and she woke up from the state of Void she had been in. Her brows furrowed lightly, and she opened her palm. Inside it were still four crystal beads, but now there was also a little powder. "p p p ..." Ling Lan heard the sound of apuseing from beside her. She lifted her head to look and saw Ling Xiao pping sedately. He smiled and said, "Ling Lan, very good. You¡¯ve actually reached the state of Void." "Void?" asked Ling Lan, puzzled. Ling Lan had learned mecha training exercises on her own, other than those things taught by the instructors in the learning space. Therefore, no one had exined the relevant standards to her. Little Four should have been the one to gather this information for her, but Little Four was under the mistaken belief that his boss only needed to learn the techniques of Mandora, and so had neglected this front. Ling Xiao seemed to be prepared for this. Hearing Ling Lan¡¯s question, he exined, "The hand speed for mecha control is split into 5 stages. Base, representing the foundational speed ¡ª most mecha operators in training and low-level mecha operators are within the range of this level. Diligence, the next stage after Base ¡ª typically putting in hard effort will be enough to bring one up to this level. Intermediate mecha warriors belong at this level. Apex, representing the advanced mecha warriors ¡ª this means that one¡¯s hand speed has already reached the standard limits of the human body. Shade, a stage belonging to special-ss operators ¡ª of course, a part of those here could also advance into novice ace operators. Meanwhile, Void was the standard by which operators were judged to be ace operators or not ... originally, my requirement was for you to achieve Apex speed, but unexpectedly, you¡¯ve given me such a great surprise from the start." Ling Lan listened closely to Ling Xiao¡¯s exnation, then after a pensive silence, she asked, "After Void, is there a higher speed? And also ..." Both of Ling Lan¡¯s eyes focused on Ling Xiao, "What is your speed?" Ling Xiao was silent for a long moment, but then he said, "Above Void is Form ... but, that¡¯s still a long way away yet for you. You don¡¯t have to know about it now." Ling Xiao only mentioned a title, but did not go into the specifics. "And you?" Ling Lan doggedly continued to ask. The second question was the one she was more concerned about. Ling Xiao looked cidly at Ling Lan, and Ling Lan looked back unflinchingly at Ling Xiao. Her gaze was filled with the message that she would not back off on this. Ling Xiao sighed deeply. "My hand speed is Space ..." His tone was somewhat fond, as if a little resigned at his child¡¯s stubborn personality. "That¡¯s the highest speed, right?" said Ling Lan decisively. Otherwise Ling Xiao would not have be a god-ss operator. Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "No one knows where the true limits of the human body are. Space may be the limit right now, but is it really the ultimate limit? No one is able to foretell the future with absolute certainty ..." Ling Xiao¡¯s gaze was somewhat vacant, as if reminiscing about something. Thoughtful, Ling Lan nodded. In her previous life, she had never even considered that humans could be this strong. Just looking at the physical body alone, human strength in this world was over ten times greater than it was in her previous world ... For instance, the extraordinarily strong men of her previous world, would only match up to the strength of a 10 year old child here. It was clear to see that in these ten thousand years, humans had made countless breakthroughs in the so-called human limits. Ling Xiao abruptly came to himself, and sensing that Ling Lan had no more questions, he continued to say, "Since you¡¯ve already met my requirements, then the second part of the legacy is yours now." That said, Ling Xiao waved a hand in Ling Lan¡¯s direction, and Ling Lan instantly felt arge surge of energy push her out. And then, she was falling rapidly, just as if plummeting uncontrobly from the sky. Ling Lan¡¯splexion was extremely pale. Even though she had already conquered her fear of heights after a period of bitter training, still, when faced with this sort of uncontrolled free-falling, she felt all the hairs on her head stand on end. If not for the fact that she was certain that her cheapskate dad Ling Xiao had no bad intentions towards her, she would certainly have started screaming by now. But even so, she was so scared that her body was drenched with cold sweat. Ling Lan fell into a grey-coloured area. Mist covered everything, hiding the surroundings from her eyes. Just when Ling Lan was wondering what to do, countless information and precious images were crammed into her brain ... numbers, movements, forms, experience ¡ª in short, everything that Ling Xiao had learned, from control intuition, battle experience, and all sorts of misceneous insight were shoved unceremoniously into Ling Lan¡¯s little head. "Once you¡¯ve absorbed all this,e find me again then ..." In a daze, Ling Lan heard this final statement by Ling Xiao, and then fainted dead away ... Oh, but before fainting, Ling Lan at least remembered to point a savage middle finger at her old man. Hells, this legacy was just way too tyrannical! It was truly over the top! Meanwhile, Ling Xiao thought: What a tenacious child! Luofeng, you raised her well! ******** When Ling Lan woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day. She climbed out from the virtual logon pod, and cradling her head, she shuffled to her bedroom to get some proper rest. Of course, this drew the concern of Lan Luofeng. However, Lan Luofeng still chose to believe in her child, thinking that Ling Lan had everything well in hand. After a good sleep, along with Little Four¡¯s help, she managed to seal away anything currently inapplicable into the depths of her brain, thus clearing up a great portion of her overloaded brain. Only then did she have the space to continue processing. This is when Ling Lan found that, in the second part of Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy, the most important bit was the training and control of spiritual power. Moreover, this was the key for an ace operator to advance to imperial status. Most notably, after turning 10 years old, mutations may ur in a child¡¯s spiritual power ... this would influence the developmental path of the child. "Little Four, do you know anything about this spiritual deviation?" Ling Lan suddenly realised that she was currently at this crucial moment. "This is how this world refers to it, but ording to the studies of our Mandora star system, this is an inevitable manifestation. After 10 years of age, humans start to step onto the course where their various functions gradually mature 1 . The initially slowly developing spiritual power enters a period of rapid growth, starting to awaken the innate talents within the body at the same time. This type of spiritual awakeningbined with the stirring of the dormant talents are what this world calls spiritual mutation," Little Four reported all the information he found on their studies of the subject. "If so, then spiritual mutation is a good thing." Ling Lan was instantly reassured. "Of course it¡¯s a good thing, but it may not definitely be a good thing." Little Four¡¯s words made Ling Lan frown. So was this a good thing or a bad thing at the end of the day? "It depends on what the awakened talent is. Not every talent is suitable for operating mecha." "Oh? How so?" Ling Lan was curious. "Some innate talents, like Decadent Voice, Soaring Dance, Conquering Smile ..." Little Four beganying out the information he had gathered. "Be detailed when talking about the talents. Just saying the name, what can I know?" Ling Lan red fiercely at Little Four, dissatisfied with hisziness. Little Four rolled his eyes. Something so easy to understand, yet his boss wanted to make thingsplicated. He pouted and said, "It¡¯s actually very easy to figure out. For Decadent Voice, the awakened talent affects the voice. It makes the bearer¡¯s voice attract people¡¯s attention without them noticing it, even able to make them drunk on it. Meanwhile, Soaring Dance is a type of bodynguage, able to make people feel what it is conveying, as if they were in a dream or an illusion. Conquering Smile is even easier to understand. One smile conquers cities, another smile conquers countries, a third smile conquers gxies ... hehehe, in fact, Boss, you have talent in this area." Little Four started giggling behind his little hands. Naturally, he was then captured by an angry and embarrassed Ling Lan for some domestic violence ... With great difficulty, Little Four finally managed to escape Ling Lan¡¯s demon sp, and whined, "How violent, I can¡¯t even speak the truth anymore ..." Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s pointed re, he quickly mmed up and stopped joking around. Pulling on a straight face, he continued to say, "Those talents earlier are more suited for the entertainment industry. Many of the world¡¯s popr singers, dancers, and performers are all people with awakened talents in these areas." "For instance, that evolved spectre hacker we met a few years ago was also due to a type of talent awakening. It¡¯s just that his awakened talent is destructive strength on the virtual side." Little Four raised another familiar example to rify things for Ling Lan. In the end, Little Four nced at Ling Lan and said teasingly, "Actually, Boss, your innate talent is already awakened." "What?!" eximed Ling Lan, "Why didn¡¯t I know of this?" "Haven¡¯t you noticed, Boss? Isn¡¯t your ability to see through an opponent¡¯s weakness with a nce very miraculous?" Little Four pursed his lips, looking down on his boss for being so slow. Ling Lan was enlightened. No wonder every time she fought she would see through the opponent¡¯s weakness straightaway. Even when she was on Demonbeast, fighting with the Twilight Empire mecha, she also had this feeling. That was why she had been able to sessfullye up with a strategy on the fly, and make the opponents act as she willed so that she could finally kill them. "Boss, this is your innate talent! It¡¯s just that Boss¡¯s innate talent still hasn¡¯t awakenedpletely. You still need to work on it. Right, Boss¡¯s number two follower (the number one follower is him, Little Four, the others are all after him), that one called Qi Long ¡ª that so-called animal-like instinct of his is also a type of talent awakening ..." Little Four continued with the revtions. "So Qi Long has also awakened his talent!" eximed Ling Lan in astonishment. Suddenly, tone puzzled, she said, "That¡¯s not right. Qi Long already had his animal instinct since young. Didn¡¯t you say that innate talents could only be awakened after 10 years old?" "Silly Boss. Talented children can naturally awaken their innate talents earlier. Like you, Boss, and Qi Long, are both this type. Still, early awakening is rtively umon. Most children only begin awakening from 10 years old onwards. And even if the talents are awakened early, they won¡¯t be noticed unless the changes are extremely obvious. Like yours, Boss, and Qi Long¡¯s covert type of awakened talent, it is not obvious at all and will be easily overlooked ... Before I said anything, didn¡¯t you yourself not notice anything, Boss?" said Little Four disdainfully. Chapter 158: The Instructors of the Learning Space Assemble! Chapter 158: The Instructors of the Learning Space Assemble! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan could only rub her nose and ept Little Four¡¯s contemptuous res. Who asked her to be a real dimwit when it came to things like this? In future, she would still need Little Four to exin things to her. Ling Lan knew well that she could not use pure force on Little Four all the time ¡ª when appropriate, she should let him have his fun, so that he would put in even more effort in future to provide information of this sort. It had to be admitted that Ling Lan herself was actually pretty ck-bellied at times. Let us surrender somepassionate tears for the clueless Little Four in advance! In fact, the spiritual power training method passed down by Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy was extremely reasonable. Even Little Four, who had N-amount of materials saved in his databases, could not help but have an intense light in his eyes at seeing these systematic training methods. While Ling Lan was not looking, he swiftly made a digital duplicate of the material in his hands, which then vanished instantly after without a trace. Who knows where he sent it to ... ******** In a particr exclusive space within the learning space, below the dark and gloomy skies, there was a towering mountain peak. At its highest point, there was a t cloud tform. Number One was sitting there in solitude, eyes closed as he meditated. Suddenly, his brows lifted and he reached out a hand in a quick grab, and a file appeared just like that out of thin air into his hand. Only then did Instructor Number One open his eyes and start flipping casually through the file. Then, his expression abruptly turned grim, and his cold voice thundered throughout the entire space. "Assemble!" His voice had just dissipated when in that gloomy patch of sky, about 10 metres or so above the area Number One was meditating, eight dark vertical lines suddenly appeared. Subsequently, those vertical lines grew thicker and thicker, and then they actually split open from the middle, and the first thing that came to sight was a pair of hands in each line. After that, the hands forcefully ripped those ck seams apart, revealing the figures they were attached to. They were the instructors of the learning space, from Number Two to Number Nine, all eight of them with no absentees. The seemingly simple and honest Instructor Number Threeughed heartily and said, "Big Brother, what has happened, actually calling us to assemble?" Number Five¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly, and a harmless smile emerged on his handsome face. "It must be something big, but who knows if it can make me excited ..." That said, he licked at his lips, his demeanour one of profound interest. Speaking of which, ever since little Ling Lan had graduated from his tutge, he had felt as if life had lost all meaning, he no longer had any desire or motivation to do anything ... Number Four was a sexy great beauty. Even dressed inpact military clothes, her sexy curves and buxom figure were still clear enough to cause massive nosebleeds in men ¡ª oh, the allure of a woman in uniform ... She sighed and said grumpily, "I only care about when I can debut ... I really want to teach our family¡¯s Baby Lan!" Number Nine sniffed coolly, "Ling Lan has no need to learn those things of yours ..." Number Four smirked and shook her hands, "No, no, no. Sister Nine, don¡¯t be so sure. Baby Lan will still need a man someday. When that timees, she will need everything of mine. I will let her master all the methods she needs to control everything of a man¡¯s ..." Number Nine was about to retort when she seemed to recall something, and so held back and said nothing ... Number Six, Number Seven, and Number Eight were triplets, all male. They all looked to be around 25 to 26 years old, faces attractive and masculine, the type that would easily inspire trust in others. The three looked exactly the same. At a nce, it was impossible to tell one from another. They looked balefully at their big brother Number One, their gazes just short of directlyining to their big brother ¡ª why didn¡¯t he let them go out and teach their baby disciple? Number One seemed unable to withstand the wronged-wife look 1ing from three identical handsome faces at the same time, for he coughed and said, "Before Ling Lan has decided her future developmental pathway, you all just have no way ofing out ..." Who asked the three of them to be specialists in specific areas? Number Six was a whiz at anything to do with finance and investments, Number Seven was a master at administration and management, while Number Eight was an expert at military nning, strategy, and tactics. They were obviously respectively a money bag, a major-domo, and a military advisor. If Ling Lan had decided to conquer the world, the three of them would have appeared much earlier, but Ling Lan was still somewhat unsure about her future ns, so they could only keep waiting ... "Eh? Where¡¯s Number Two?" Number Four suddenly recalled that there was still Number Two who shared their sad fate, not being able to debut as well. Could it be that Number Two, unlike them, did not want to interact with their Baby Lan? Everyone abruptly realised that Number Two who hade here with them had actually disappeared ... Number One coolly thrust the document in his hands behind him, saying calmly, "Number Two, take a look at this document." The shadow of Number One¡¯s right hand suddenly moved, stretching up to take the document from Number One¡¯s hands. The moment the document left Number One¡¯s hands, it became a shadow too, returning to join Number One¡¯s shadow, merging seamlessly into it. Watching this scene, everyone present felt a chill invade their hearts. However, they all seemed to have some resistance built up against this creepy shadow y ¡ª most of them just shifted a little, but then stood steady and pretended not to see anything. Very soon, the dark shadow spoke, "A very perfect set of spiritual power training methods, even safer and steadier than the triggering method that our Mandora star system has to awaken innate talents. Compared to this method, our measures are clearly a little violent." The shadow¡¯s voice was hoarse and ragged, somewhat grating on the ears, making anyone who heard it feel ufortable. "It¡¯s really that good?" Number Five¡¯s eyes finally sparked with some interest. His voice had barely faded when a copy of the document sprang out from the shadow and flew straight at Number Five. Number Five caught it deftly and began browsing through it. His gaze flickered and he sighed in awe, "So that¡¯s how it is. This way, the effect of awakening the innate talents will be doubled with just half the effort. This is a good lesson, I¡¯ll need to see how I can integrate this with my Hell Training ..." Number Nine grabbed the document from him, and sniffed coldly. "Don¡¯t ruin this great thing ..." Number Five just smiled without retorting, and did not try to take the document back either. Frankly, as beings made from data, they could clearly know all the content within the document just by touching it; browsing through it was just a habit they had. Everyone took their turn to take a look, and they each had their respective insights. Spiritual power training had a certain boosting function upon high-intelligence bio-entities like themselves. Or should we say, every one of them obtained differing types of insights applicable to their own domain ¡ª this was beneficial to their evolution. "Who¡¯d have thought that we would one day receive a present from our host ..." sighed Number Four. Her words caused everyone to fall silent. Due to the bindings of the rules, they would have to repay their host for the gift. However, at present, it was rather difficult to repay their host properly, because this was not the Mandora star system. Without the relevant technology, they could not materialize ... "This matter, let¡¯s leave it tillter. There will be a chance somehow." Number One closed the issue for now, in wait for a future opportunity. For this reason, at some time in the future, Number Six, Number Seven, and Number Eight would be working hard to develop the technology of this world, fighting to hasten the arrival of the day they could materialize. Instructor Number One considered for a moment, and then said to Number Two, "Number Two, it¡¯s time for you to debut." "Yes, Number One!" said Number Two darkly. This time, he had once again changed his manner of speaking. Being voiced by the shadow, the entire scene was made dark and eerie. This sort of supernatural atmosphere displeased the other instructors. They all put forth their protest for Number Two to change his image so that he would not frighten their beloved Baby Lan. Their protests were only met by Number Two¡¯s gruesome, cold chuckles. The entire space was filled with the hair-raising sound of hisughter, and then the entire space suddenly dimmed. Dark winds rose on four sides, a ghostly chill swirling into the air, and nameless will-o¡¯-the-wisps fluttered in the distance ... it was as if they had abruptly been plunged into the abyss of hell. Other than Number One who still remained expressionless, as unmoving as a mountain, the others, even the extremely perverse Number Five, could no longer hold onto their smiles. At this time, Number Two said faintly, "If Ling Lan could endure Number Five¡¯s torments, then I think she should not be afraid of me ... me ... me ..." His voice echoed endlessly within this space ... At these words, Number Five instantly became the focus of everyone¡¯s anger as they vented their fear on him. They red fiercely at Number Five, wanting him to fix things with the gaslighting 2 Number Two ... Number Nine, in particr, huffed coldly, her expression one of great displeasure. If Number One had not been there, she would definitely have challenged Number Five to a fight. Mind you, since a long while back, she had already wanted to give Number Five a good beating on behalf of their adorable Baby Lan. Facing the crowd¡¯s anger, Number Five could only smile stiffly. With regards to Number Two, no matter how perverse Number Five was, he did not dare to push Number Two too far. That fellow was extremely proficient at spiritual maniption, and was good at concealing himself. If he angered him by ident, he would definitely be greatly brutalized by the other. Number Five was a sadist, not a masochist. Besides, towards Ling Lan, he really had no evil intentions. Why couldn¡¯t thesepanions beside him understand this? It should be known that their soft namby-pamby methods would never be able to cultivate an unparalleled prodigy ¡ª it could only be said that a genius was always lonely and misunderstood ... Number Five cravenly pretended to be lost in the silence of his own genius and swiftly departed! ******** Ling Lan did not know yet that her good days were over. Very soon, she would be greeted by yet another wave of the learning space¡¯s torments. Currently, she was anxiously standing at the entrance to her vi, waiting for the arrival of Qi Long and the others. Not just them, even the other members of group 072 wereing, as well as the new addition Lin Zhong-qing. This was the first time Ling Lan was receiving a visit from ssmates in both her lifetimes. Even the typically calm Ling Lan could no longer keep her calm in this moment; she was actually quite nervous. "Boss Lan, we¡¯re here!" This voice was most certainly that of the loudmouth Qi Long. Ling Lan walked out of her little garden, and immediately saw a group of children dressed in red uniforms and white uniforms about 100 metres away. The fellow right in the front waving wildly at her was none other than the brash and forthright Qi Long. Right behind him, a girl was also waving just as vigorously. It was the candid, tom-boyish Han Xuya. Meanwhile, Luo Chao was closely tailing Han Xuya, tugging on the other¡¯s sleeve with a red face, trying to remind Han Xuya to be more reserved. Yuan Youyun, Luo Shaoyun, He Chaoyang, and Li Jinghong were looking at Ling Lan with faces filled with excitement. They looked as if they really wanted to greet her but was unsure whether they should. Ever since Ling Lan and the others had gone to Demonbeast to hunt, they had not seen them for as long as half a year. Chapter 159: Take a Wife or Marry a Husband? Chapter 159: Take a Wife or Marry a Husband? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Speaking of the four of them, they were now all students of Special ss-B. In particr, He Chaoyang and Li Jinghong, due to their weaker talent, had worked themselves to the bone just to chase up to Ling Lan and the other elites. After four years of tenacious struggling, they finally managed an upset to squeeze into thepetitive ranks of Special ss-B. Bing ssmates with Yuan Youyun, Luo Shaoyun, Han Xuya, and Luo Chao, the six of them sessfully built their own team, bing team members who would grow together. Tomemorate group 072 where they had taken the exam together, they named their team ¡¯072¡¯! Most surprisingly, the team leader of team 072 was actually the easily embarrassed, shy and often blushing Luo Chao ... it was true enough that people could not be judged by their appearances. Meanwhile, Ling Lan¡¯s team had been short of one person all this time. Ling Lan was unconcerned by this, so Qi Long and the others also did not worry. Behind Yuan Youyun and the others were Han Jijyun, Luo Lang, and Lin Zhong-qing. Although they were restraining their excitement on the surface, their gazes revealed their true emotions. In contrast to the ignorance of the others, Qi Long and the other three knew the true meaning of this visit ¡ª this would be the first time they would encounter the world of god-ss operator Ling Xiao, especially the wife mentioned in the legends of Ling Xiao. (That¡¯s my mum! ¡û Ling Lan was moody; these bunch of followers were actually ignoring her ...) The group nervously followed Ling Lan into the vi, and then saw a beautifuldy smiling gently at them. Of course, in this time period, beautiful men and women were everywhere, but still, the children could feel a warmthing from Lan Luofeng¡¯s body, easing their initially high-strung nerves. The half-grown kids greeted Mama Ling politely and bashfully. This greatly pleased Lan Luofeng, because her Ling Lan always had a serious adult-like expression on her face, giving her no sense of achievement as a mother. But now, she could finally have a taste of what it felt like ... Boo hoo hoo, if only her own daughter was as lively as these children before her eyes ... The intent behind Lan Luofeng¡¯s gaze rendered Ling Lan speechless ¡ª how had her mume to the conclusion that these kids were lively? Setting everything else aside, just looking at Han Jijyun alone ¡ª that stern expression of his was not much better than hers ... All that could be said was that parents would never be satisfied with the current situation. They would always admire the things that their child has yet to aplish, regardless of whether it was apt or not. In a great mood, Lan Luofeng¡¯s demeanour was naturally very weing to the children. Inparison with their fierce dragon mums at home, the children could not help but admire Boss Lan¡¯s blissful life. It was once again proven that the grass was always greener on the other side. During the meal, Ling Lan observed her mum¡¯s formidable diplomatic methods for the first time. Without any notable signs, she managed to coax out the family backgrounds of all ten children by beating around the bush. Of course, not everyone was oblivious ¡ª Han Jijyun noticed, but he was not surprised by it. This was an expected measure by any responsible mother to understand the friendships of her child. Han Jijyun had already been mentally prepared for this, and so was the one to handle the subtle interrogation the best. Lan Luofeng looked at the children before her with extreme satisfaction. It had been a really long time since the house was this lively; her child finally had her own friends now ... who knows which of them would be the right one for her daughter 1 ? That one called Qi Long had a good personality, very obedient, not bad not bad; but then that one called Luo Lang was just so pretty, she liked him by just looking at him (Lan Luofeng was a certified face-con); that Han Jijyun was a bit stern, but he was very clever and handled things in a very organized manner, seeming to match well with her daughter ... and that Lin Zhong-qing, although his family background was a bit weaker, he knew how topromise and seemed adaptable, and would most certainly do well in the future, also a good choice. What a shame she only had one daughter ... In short, Lan Luofeng was extremely satisfied and pleased with all the boys here in front of her; she had actually already begun debating with herself over which one was the best choice. These impure thoughts of Lan Luofeng were quickly seen through by Ling Lan, and cold sweat sprang out from her forehead. Oh mum, can you stop looking at my friends as if you are looking at your future son-inw? Your daughter is only 10 right now, okay? And most importantly, right now your daughter is still male ... Just like that, under Lan Luofeng¡¯s special ministrations, the dinner table was a lively affair for both host and guest. The atmosphere was friendly, and the children soon lost their initial reservations. Of course, there was also an exception. Luo Chao was the only one at the dining table with her head bowed, only eating the white rice in her bowl, not even daring to lift up her chopsticks to get any of the other dishes. Watching her, Ling Lan wasn¡¯t sure whether tough or cry. Was this little girl going to eat only white rice till the end? "Hey, eat more Duomo meat 2 . Your body is too weak." Ling Lan¡¯s seat was diagonally across from Luo Chao. She picked up a piece of white meat with her chopsticks and ced it into Luo Chao¡¯s bowl. The shy and adorable Luo Chao¡¯s gentleness melted Ling Lan¡¯s heart ... In truth, because Luo Chao¡¯s spiritual power increased at a greater rate than average, her body condition had always been a little unwell. This struck a chord with Ling Lan, bringing up memories of her past life, so she would always pay a little more attention and care to Luo Chao. "Thank you, Big Brother Lan!" Luo Chao¡¯s entire face flushed red, and her eyes were glistening like those of a baby deer. Ling Lan pulled back her chopsticks speechlessly. Oh, little girl, big sister is only concerned about your body; there really isn¡¯t any deeper meaning ... perhaps she needed to tone down this type of involuntary care a little in the future. This action of Ling Lan¡¯s caused the initially lively dinner table to suddenly fall silent. Qi Long, especially, was gaping, extremely shocked at Boss Lan¡¯s sudden kindness in caring for Luo Chao. Meanwhile, Luo Lang¡¯s expression was conflicted ¡ª should he push away his boss to safeguard his little sister, or should he just go with the flow ... The others kept stealing nces at Ling Lan and Luo Chao ¡ª could it be that without them knowing, Boss and their little sister had developed some rtionship? Only Han Jijyun remainedposed, as if unaffected. Unfortunately, his chopsticks slipped a few times, unable to pick up the dishes he wanted. From that, it could be seen that he currently was not as calm as his appearance would suggest ... Ling Lan swept an exasperated re at the group of brats with varying expressions on their face. This re frightened the kids so much they hurriedly pulled their rice bowls close and began gulping down the white grains. Boo hoo hoo, as expected, they had no right to be nosy about Boss¡¯s business ... what a waste of all the delicious food on the table ¡ª they now did not even dare to reach out to take any! Lan Luofeng¡¯s originally decorous and demure smile suddenly froze, and her gaze became somewhat unfocused. Could it be that these boys all had no chance? Would she obtain a daughter-inw in the end instead? No, that¡¯s not right, she gave birth to a daughter, right? At the end, the evening ended and the group dispersed. The children left Ling Lan¡¯s home satisfied. The fact that Ling Lan had invited them to be guests at her home proved that Ling Lan had truly epted them. This was the main reason for their satisfaction with this visit. All said, they finally seeded in hugging onto a big thigh ... er, that is to say, they have finally be Boss Lan¡¯s sworn siblings! Lan Luofeng waited impatiently for Ling Lan to return from sending her friends off, and then she pulled Ling Lan close and asked anxiously, "Baby Lan, do you like boys or girls?" Whenever Lan Luofeng was in a panicked state, she would default to calling Ling Lan ¡¯Baby Lan¡¯. Ling Lan secretly rolled her eyes in exasperation ¡ª she¡¯s still a 10 year old child right now, okay? Isn¡¯t it a bit too early for her mum to be worrying about this? "You still remember that you didn¡¯t give birth to a boy, right?" Big sister here is female in both body and soul ¡ª how could I like girls? "Then what¡¯s going on with that Luo Chao?" Lan Luofeng still could not let it go. Even she had rarely ever gotten such caring treatment from her Baby Lan ... alright, so Lan Luofeng was a little bit jealous! "Don¡¯t you think she¡¯s really sweet? So much cuter than that bunch of smelly brats ..." replied Ling Lan, "I like this kind of little sister!" Seeing Lan Luofeng¡¯s stricken face, Ling Lan added on helplessly, "Purely as an elder brother towards a younger sister. Mum, don¡¯t overthink it." That said, Ling Lan ran away! Leaving behind a petrified Lan Luofeng. And then, in the vast and vacant great hall, a hysterical cry rang out: "AHAHAH ... Nanyi, I¡¯m going to go insane!" Lan Luofeng pulled at her hair wildly; at this moment, she no longer retained any of her so-called decorum. A knife in hand, Ling Nanyi rushed out from the kitchen in shock, "Mistress, what happened?" "Boo hoo hoo, Nanyi, Baby Lan has really started thinking of herself as a boy ... what should we do now?" Lan Luofeng¡¯s mind was echoing with the phrase ¡¯purely as an elder brother towards a younger sister¡¯ ... That ¡¯younger sister¡¯ was most definitely referring to Luo Chao, then wouldn¡¯t the ¡¯elder brother¡¯ be referring to Ling Lan herself? Hearing this, Ling Nanyi¡¯s expression calmed down. "This is how it should be, otherwise Young Master Lan would not be able to pull off the role so well." "But, I don¡¯t want to have a daughter-inw in future, I want a son-inw ..." said Lan Luofeng in distress. "Don¡¯t worry, Mistress. Even if Young Master Lan takes a young mistress, with the current technology, it will still be possible for the young mistress to give birth to Young Master Lan¡¯s child ..." Ling Nanyi¡¯s eyes were shining, starting to consider the possibilities along this avenue ¡ª where she could go to obtain excellent sperm, and then let Young Master Lan¡¯s and the young mistress¡¯s eggsbine to take the sperm and merge so that a pair of twins could be born ... Of course, only Young Master Lan¡¯s child could be considered as family head for the Ling family. As for the young mistress¡¯s child, they would just be trained up as a loyalist to apany Young Master Lan¡¯s child ... Listening to Housekeeper Ling Nanyi¡¯s counsel, Lan Luofeng felt that it made sense. After all, no matter whether her daughter took a wife or married a husband, it would not affect her getting grandchildren. Thus, her mood brightened, no longer conflicted. Ling Lan, who had barely turned the corner, heard this conversation between her mum and the housekeeper, and was instantly rendered speechless. What was up with these people ... she really could not think on the same wavelength as them. However, Ling Lan did not take this matter to heart. She was still only 10 years old ¡ª whether she would marry a wife or husband, the choice was still very far off. Right now, she might as well make full use of her time to get stronger instead. Might was the true right! ******** Time passed swiftly, three years went by just like that! In these three years, Ling Lan grew from a short little bean sprout into a stately and well-proportioned, aloof youth. Compared to three years ago, Ling Lan¡¯s current status within Special ss-A of Year 4738 was also extremely noteworthy. Even the influential types like Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie could only turn their des away, full-heartedly acknowledging Ling Lan as the only boss of ss-A. In reality, these three years were not as pleasant for Ling Lan as everyone assumed. By day, her authority was indeed unchallenged, but by night, she was thoroughly living a tragedy. Within the learning space, she was going through countless torments, being bullied endlessly by Instructor Number Two. Chapter 160: A Grand Game? Chapter 160: A Grand Game? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Still, Instructor Number Two was not as crazy as Instructor Number Five. Of all the countless ways he could use to torment Ling Lan, he only used the simplest of them, but it was still enough to frighten Ling Lan to within an inch of her life during every training session with him. Who knew where Instructor Number Two obtained his intel? (Little Four was cackling smugly; of course the info came from him.) He brought the ghost movies and horror films of Ling Lan¡¯s previous world to life. Ling Lan had thought that after Instructor Number Five¡¯s perverse torments, she was already immune to any other torments, but who knew she still had a weakness ... actually being terrified of those illusionary ghosts and spirits. These eldritch ghosts had no form, so physical attacks were useless against them. Many times, Ling Lan found her own sword turned against herself by these ghosts to disembowel herself or stab out her own heart, where she then breathed herst without being able to do anything. This greatly frustrated Ling Lan ¡ª she had never felt so helpless before. At least during Instructor Number Five¡¯s insane training, she had not beenpletely unable to fight back. From the start, Instructor Number Two had not told her what she should do. Every time she entered the learning space, she would be thrown directly into all sorts of horror films to train, putting Ling Lan through time after time of unending terror. Ling Lan finally knew what a so-called endless trial was now ... it was truly unbearable. In the course of dying five or six times, Ling Lan had tried countless ways, finally grasping the use of spiritual sensing to kind of sense the existence of those eldritch ghosts. And so she began to focus on training with the spiritual power training methods bequeathed to her by her father, trying to use her spiritual power to fight these ghosts in these horror films ... Only at this time did Instructor Number Two appear to instruct Ling Lan on how to pull out her spiritual power and teach her the way to divide it. This extraction and fragmentation of spiritual power was agonizing ¡ª every time, Ling Lan would go through the suffering of having her spiritual power being forcefully ripped apart. This was much more painful and much more unbearable than the feeling of her physical body being torn apart ¡ª every time, Ling Lan would only barely seed after she started puking from the pain. If it weren¡¯t for the fact that she did not want to die in myriad strange ways, Ling Lan would have lost all courage to even attempt a second time. Still, this inhuman torment had significant results. Ling Lan¡¯s original one cord of spiritual power split into two cords, and then the two cords split into three cords, and so on until she finally seeded in splitting out 12 cords of spiritual feelers. In Instructor Number Two¡¯s words, she had seeded in bing an initiate level spiritual power user. Of course, from the moment Ling Lan seeded in extracting and projecting her formless spiritual power, this meant that she now had the ability to defend against those formless spirits, giving her the possibility of survival in those endless horror film scenarios. In these three years, Ling Lan had pretty much lived through all the horror films in her previous world. From the start when she could only defend passively, till the point when she could finally fight back, to now where she could kill her way through the sea of ghosts ¡ª these three years caused Ling Lan to grow up very quickly! This method of Instructor Number Two¡¯s which forced Ling Lan to reincarnate repetitively caused Ling Lan to master the various uses of spiritual power in a very short amount of time. Ling Lan even managed to invent several spiritual power attacks of her own ... Regarding this, Instructor Number Two could only exim in silence at how aberrant Ling Lan¡¯s tolerance was. Consequently, he further increased the difficulty ¡ª in several attacks in some scenes, he took part personally ... and so Ling Lan once again experienced the sensation of dying at ghostly hands, weing yet a new round of evolution. Due to the endless pressure of terror, Ling Lan¡¯s innate talent awakened at a much faster rate than other people. Not only did her Profound Insight talent awakenpletely so she could now use it as she willed, she even awakened a second innate talent ¡ª Ice Affinity, which allowed Ling Lan to learn the element of ice. This caused Ling Lan¡¯s body to emit a faint chill, and in tandem with her cold and expressionless ice-block face, a new generation cold-faced pretty boy came into the world! The awakening of Ice Affinity not only took Ling Lan by surprise; the instructors of the learning space were also very surprised. Ling Lan¡¯s body clearly was not born with the element of ice, so why did this innate talent awaken? Later on, Instructor Number One made an irresponsible guess ¡ª perhaps because in her heart Ling Lan believed that cold-mannered ckfaced people were all good, while those who liked to smile were a ck-bellied lot full of bad water, so the element of ice had be fond of her ... Wasn¡¯t this just ridiculous? Look well, this was what is meant by an irresponsible guess! Ling Lan truly shocked and surprised everyone with the awakening of her innate talents. The awakening of the innate talents of others would always show some sign, whether big or small ¡ª for instance, Qi Long¡¯s Animal Instinct had presented young and just became more and more obvious. During this period of time, his initiate instructor mentored him for a full year, letting him fully master Animal Instinct. He was now especially sensitive to those who tried to get close to him, directly being able to intuit their true intentions ... he was just like a human lie detector. Moreover, under his instructor¡¯s invitation, Qi Long also officially became his true disciple ... Han Jijyun¡¯s awakened innate talent was Strategy, an enhanced version of intelligence. This would definitely aid him in bing a perfect intelligence-type staff officer. Inparison, Luo Lang¡¯s awakened innate talent was rather unexpected ¡ª¡ª Alter Ego! When his innate talent activated, it would automatically create a new personality ¡ª this personality could be passionate, or heartless, or wrathful, or cold-blooded ... once, it even presented the personality of a ruthless fighting machine. At that time, both his attacks and his tactics were extremely scary, because Luo Lang had be so cold-blooded that he would even risk himself in his calctions ... Whenever Luo Lang¡¯s innate talent activated, Qi Long would be extremely agitated, because only Qi Long¡¯s Animal Instinct could tell whether Luo Lang¡¯s new personality was good or bad. If it were a bad personality, the group would pounce on Luo Lang to control him, to prevent him from doing anything unforgivable. It was truly an undeniably dangerous innate talent to awaken! Of course, this type of uncontroble innate talent like Luo Lang¡¯s was pretty much half-useless ... without Qi Long there, if a bad personality presented, no one would know. These personalities were all able to fake normalcy, so only Qi Long¡¯s Animal Instinct could detect it as its natural counter. Of course, this was also true of Ling Lan¡¯s Profound Insight, but no one knew about this innate talent of Ling Lan¡¯s. Everyone just assumed that Ling Lan¡¯s awakened talent was Ice Affinity. Both Han Jijyun and Luo Lang had also been taken in by their instructor as true disciples; this was especially imperative for Luo Lang. His dangerous innate talent gave his instructor no choice but to seek help from his sect, hoping they would be able to think of a good way to resolve thistent threat of Luo Lang¡¯s. Of course, both Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s talents were suitable for operating mecha, butpared to the rtively unstable Alter Ego, Animal Instinct was undoubtedly a level better. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s awakened innate talent was Concealment. When it was activated, his presence would vanish without a trace. As Ling Lan would say, he was a person very suited to be an assassin. Han Xuya¡¯s awakened innate talent was Violence. Once it activated, herbat strength would multiply by several folds. This was also a low-level innate talent very suitable for mecha operation. Everyonemented that this innate talent was wasted on Han Xuya, causing Han Xuya to fly into a rage and demand a PK 1 from them with her talent activated. Then, this strongwoman would beat them into the ground with her abominable strength ... it was clear to see that the talent of Violence was very helpful in terms of providingbat strength. The most unique talent was Luo Chao¡¯s. Initially, everyone thought that the shy and pacifist Luo Chao would awaken some type of lifestyle rted innate talent, such as Favourable Impression, or Voice Control etcetera ... But surprisingly, she actually awakened Navigator, which was very rare among females. This meant that Luo Chao would be an excellent starship captain in the future. Yuan Youyun¡¯s awakened talent was Energy Reservation, most suitable for drawn out battles, while Luo Shaoyun¡¯s was Berserker, theplete opposite of Yuan Youyun¡¯s. Luo Shaoyun¡¯s talent lent itself well to a quick-paced battle, where he could just rain a torrent of blows down on the opponent to crush them, and was not good for a drawn out battle. He Chaoyang awakened Phantasm, while Li Jinghong awakened Thousand Li 2 Astral Projection. Both these innate talents were not reallybat-suited and were extremelymon. Still, the two boys were very happy, because many of the other students in their ss did not even awaken any innate talent at all. In other words, they did not undergo a spiritual mutation. Some of the awakened talents of the members of the two teams were counters of each other or very simr, so the two teams often PK-ed among themselves. The rtionship between the members increased steeply till they were all bosom buddies, however, they all also knew that some of them would be leaving once they turned 16. This was because the paths they would walk in the future were divergent. Everyone also knew that the youngest little sister Luo Chao had a crush on Boss Lan, but Boss Lan did not seem to reciprocate ... he treated Luo Chao exactly the same as he treated them all. They felt that this was a bit of a shame, for they were actually very willing to leave the adorable little sister Luo Chao in Boss Lan¡¯s hands. ******** One day, Ling Lan was studying some ss materials on the virtualwork when she suddenly heard hermunicator ring ringly. Ling Lan nced down and saw with some surprise that it was Luo Lang. Normally, either Qi Long or Han Jijyun would be the one to contact her; it was extremely rare for Luo Lang to do so. Why was this fellow contacting her ...? Curious, Ling Lan connected the call and asked, "Luo Lang, what¡¯s up?" "Boss,e to the academy canteen quickly! Qi Long is going up against some tenth grade students ... the other side has over about 20 people!" Luo Lang¡¯s tone was anxious. Qi Long was indeed very strong, but against so many people, his pair of fists would still be unlikely to defeat the opponents¡¯ horde of fists. "Calm down. What happened?" asked Ling Lan calmly. "A female student from ss-B identally bumped into the other, and an argument broke out. One of the girls on the other side actually pped the ss-B student several times. We just happened to be in the area, and Han Xuya could not overlook it and so went out to defend the student. Boss, you know how hot-tempered Han Xuya is. After some bickering back and forth, they almost wanted to hit Han Xuya as well, so Qi Long stepped out. And then twenty students suddenly emerged from their side to surround Qi Long, demanding that Qi Long kneel down and apologise! They also said they wanted to teach us arrogant juniors 3 a lesson ..." Luo Lang detailed the entire stream of events to Ling Lan. "Got it. I¡¯ll be there at once! Also, dy for as long as possible!" After giving these instructions to Luo Lang, Ling Lan hung up. After some thought, she immediately contacted Wu Jiong, "Wu Jiong, notify all the students of ss-A and ss-B to gather at the academy canteen!" "Uh? Okay!" Wu Jiong was stunned for a moment, but immediately agreed and then asked, "What¡¯s going on? Why do the students of both sses need to go there?" A sly smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips, "Do you want to y a grand game with me?" "A grand game?" Wu Jiong¡¯s interest perked up instantly. "I¡¯m very curious ... what the ¡¯grand armed melee¡¯ which has disappeared from the academy for over a hundred years is like ..." Ling Lan¡¯s smirk was sinister. At this moment, she seemed to be channelling a faint shadow of Instructor Number Five. "A grand armed melee!" yelled Wu Jiong in shock. He was drenched in cold sweat in an instant. "What? You don¡¯t dare to y with me?" Ling Lan¡¯s tone seemed mocking, but sounded more like the seductive tone of a demon. Wu Jiong felt his heart pounding violently, his mind filled with the idea of a grand armed melee ... He gulped audibly, swallowing a mouthful of saliva then said, "Fine, I¡¯ll y with you! Who¡¯s the opponent?" Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Please note that the term ¡¯legacy disciple¡¯ will be changed to ¡¯true disciple¡¯. Retroactive changes have already been made. This is to avoid confusion with inheritors of legacies, as well as to match up with the change of term by the original author herself. Chapter 161: Grand Armed Melee! Chapter 161: Grand Armed Melee! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "10th graders! They¡¯ve long been unable to stand the sight of us 7th graders, and are now bullying the girl from ss-B to taunt us ..." After hearing what Luo Lang had to report, Ling Lan could tell that this was definitely a show of strength by the 10th graders to try and put them in their ce. "10th graders ... Boss Lan, you sure enough are the boss. I, Wu Jiong, give in to youpletely!" Wu Jiong had initially thought it was just going to be a grand armed melee with the 8th graders, but who would have expected that Ling Lan would just go for the challenge with the greatest difficulty, directly going head to head with the highest-ranking 10th graders. Wu Jiong foldedpletely to this sort of courage. "Wu Jiong, I heard that there are very few people in ss-B that experienced a spiritual mutation, and even in ss-A, a little less than half had no obvious changes?" said Ling Lan, changing the topic. Wu Jiong¡¯s mood dipped. "Yes, over these few years, there are less and less students experiencing spiritual mutations. If they don¡¯t mutate before they turn 16, they will very likely lose the possibility of operating mecha ..." Even if someone who did not undergo a spiritual mutation operated mecha, they would never be able to go beyond intermediate mecha warrior status. Therefore, when they applied for the variousrge military schools after they turned 16 years old, those schools would never ept these children into their mecha sses. "Sometimes, a cruel battle will spur someone to evolve and have a breakthrough ... the grand armed melee is such an opportunity." Ling Lan vaguely revealed the reason why she wanted to have this grand armed melee. Wu Jiong¡¯s eyes brightened, and his admiration for Ling Lan deepened. He immediately tapped his chest and said, "Boss Lan, don¡¯t worry. I will inform all our ssmates in the special sses ..." Wu Jiong¡¯s poprity was very high within their grade; he had a good rtionship with every team. So, if the students within the grade had any problems, they normally liked to look for Wu Jiong for help. Only if Wu Jiong was not able to help would they carefully approach Ling Lan for assistance. It could not be helped. Although Ling Lan never got angry, her cold and austere face, along with the faint chill emanating from her body and her indifferent stare, all made them hesitant to approach her. As the children grew older, the better they became at gauging strength levels. Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities had obviously gone far beyond the range of a scout student, causing the children to feel pressured naturally ¡ª they even felt that facing Ling Lan was scarier than facing their instructors. This was also why Ling Lan tasked Wu Jiong to inform the other students ¡ª who asked him to be so popr? Of course, Ling Lan really did not know anyone else¡¯s contact number other than Wu Jiong¡¯s. So, even if she wanted to notify the other students personally, she had no way to do it. After settling everything, Ling Lan logged off the virtual world, put on her jet-rollers, and swiftly left her vi. Ling Lan had just risen into the air on her jet-rollers when she saw quite a few students of ss-A gliding out from their vis on their jet-rollers as well. "Boss Lan!" Everyone stopped, greeting her with clear idolisation. If Qi Long was said to be the number 1 fighter of Year 4738, and Wu Jiong was the central pir, then Ling Lan was their unmoveable mountain 1 , proving just how steady and reliable she was in their eyes. "Hn. Has everyone arrived?" Ling Lan halted as well, hovering in the air, and in less than a minute, over 30 odd students had gathered around her. "Pretty much. Some have already gone ahead," replied one of the students, "While some are still on their way." "Then let¡¯s go!" said Ling Lan calmly. With that, the jets on both sides of her jet-rollers shot out a stream of air, activating instantly, driving her towards the canteen of the academy¡¯s upper division. "Move out!" The students behind her shouted, and the 30 odd students collectively followed Ling Lan on their jet-rollers. At this moment, inside the academy upper division¡¯s canteen, a gang of red-d youths of 15 to 16 years old ¡ª whether standing or sitting, or leaning and supporting ¡ª were casually but surely cordoning off an area with their bodies. On one side inside this circle of people, someone was seated unabashedly on a chair. Opposite him stood a slightly younger red-d youth, while several boys and girls of the same age stood behind him, dressed in either red or white. "What, Qi Long, you want to take responsibility for this matter?" said one of the 10th grade ss-A students standing at the side, sneering. Qi Long grinned good-naturedly and said, "Senior, no matter how the incident started, you¡¯ve already managed to hit and scold ¡ª isn¡¯t it time to stop?" Qi Long was not really afraid, but if the situation continued to degenerate and they actually began fighting, the few ss-B female students here would certainly be harmed. He had initially stepped in just so he could prevent them from getting hurt. "Qi Long, how dare you! Actually speaking to a senior in that tone?!" That person was infuriated by Qi Long¡¯s barbed words, immediately leaping out to berate him loudly. "Senior, you think too much!" A slight trace of a mocking smile appeared on Qi Long¡¯s lips. By now, of course he could tell that the other side had intended to make a big deal out of this matter from the very start. They were nning to give these 7th graders who had just entered the upper division 2 a show of force to put them in their ce! "Qi Long! You ..." This attitude of Qi Long thoroughly enraged the 10th grader. Was this really how a student who had just entered the upper division should act? Thinking back on when they themselves had first moved up and had been hazed by their seniors, their attitude had been extremely respectful and humble. Why was it that now that it was their turn to haze their juniors, they just had to meet this kind of disrespectful and insolent prick? "Qi Long, don¡¯t be too arrogant now! Although you are the number one of the 7th grade, in our eyes, you¡¯re nothing ..." spat out the leader, expression dark and foreboding, "If we want to y around with you, it would just be like toying with a pitiful worm ... know your ce! Kneel down to me and apologise!" "Kneel!" "Kneel!" "Kneel!" Cry after cry demanding Qi Long kneel echoed within the academy canteen. The 10th grade students were now united against amon enemy, putting all their pressure on Qi Long, who they saw as the head of the 7th graders. All of the 8th and 9th grade students stayed in their corners, not daring to make a sound. This was a scene that would ur every year, where the 10th graders of the upper grades would exert pressure to put the newly advanced 7th graders in their ce. This was just the beginning ¡ª once the other 7th graders appeared, they would also be given the same treatment ... When they had been in the 7th grade, they too had endured the same ¡ª that feeling was really absolutely horrible. But this was just how things worked in the upper division ... whoever had therger fist would be the one with authority! Here, no instructors would interfere in this type of bullying or scuffles. It should be said that once students entered the upper division, they were already considered as students who could graduate. The academy had taught them all it could, and everything beyond this was for the students themselves to figure out on their own. Therefore, this area had be a microcosm of the adult world, a world where might was supreme and logic was irrelevant. This was also why this incident of the 10th graders hazing the 7th graders would ur every year. It had be a sort of dark legacy. The humiliation they had endured at the beginning would be taken out of the hides of their juniors now. So, even if the 7th grade students here now were once the elite of the intermediate division, within the upper division, they should first learn how to walk with their tails between their legs! "Hehehehe ... kneel? My boss told me that men can only die standing, and cannot live kneeling!" The smile on Qi Long¡¯s face had vanishedpletely. He couldpromise, but he would not lose his dignity and his pride. "In that case, then I really would like to see how tough your bones really are, Qi Long!" The moment the leader of the 10th graders said this, 7 or 8 people stepped out from the crowd, rubbing their palms and clenching their fists in preparation to mob Qi Long. Seeing this, Qi Long immediately got into a defensive stance. He harrumphed coldly and said, "I too would like to know how capable you seniors really are to get me, Qi Long, to submit ..." "That¡¯s right! I, Luo Lang, would also like to see!" Luo Lang knew there was no longer any way to dy, so he also stepped forward to stand beside Qi Long. His fists were raised, ready to put up a good fight against these people. Han Xuya clenched her fists fiercely and shouted, "And me too! Dammit, I¡¯m not afraid of these bastards!" Men who bullied women and those weaker than themselves were the worst, and these 10th grade seniors hadmitted both those sins ¡ª her hate against them was at the max. Facing this situation of being surrounded on all sides, Luo Chao¡¯splexion was pale with shock and fear, but she still stood her ground resolutely, supporting the injured female student without retreating a single step. She would never forget what Boss Lan had said to her ¡ª you can be afraid or panicked, but you cannot retreat and run away! "What an insolent fellow. Just a 7th grade top rank and he thinks the whole academy is his to rule?" The 10th grade students began to jeer ¡ª the more they saw this kind of backbone, the more they wanted to destroy it. They themselves had not managed to stand up for themselves back when they were hazed, what gave these 7th graders the right to do so? "Teach him a lesson!" "Teach him!" "Teach him!" The 10th grade students were insistent on putting the 7th graders in their ce; the entire canteen was filled with raucous cries urging for a beatdown. "Since you 10th grade seniors want so much to teach us 7th graders a lesson, then we 7th grade students shall collectively ept your challenge!" An icy voice rang out from the doors to the canteen. Qi Long turned his head in surprise and joy and saw that familiar figure in the lead. He shouted, "Boss, you¡¯re here!" Arge group of students in red uniforms marched into the canteen, and at the fore was Ling Lan! Seeing so many 7th graders appear all of a sudden, the expression of the leader of the 10th graders shifted minutely. "Could it be that you 7th graders want to revolt?" "Revolt? In my opinion, fighting you all doesn¡¯t deserve the use of this term!" Ling Lan¡¯s words caused the 10th grade students to break into an uproar. Hells, this gang of 7th graders just kepting out with more and more insolent punks! Looks like it wouldn¡¯t do not to teach them a good lesson! "Since you all want to fight so much, then as you wish, we 7th graders challenge you 10th graders to a grand armed melee!" "Grand armed melee?" The 10th grade students were somewhat confused. And then, as if suddenly recalling something, the leader yelled out, "You¡¯re insane!" He looked at the number of students beside Ling Lan and instantly let out a sigh of relief. "No, you all can¡¯t possibly seed in requesting a grand armed melee. With just this number of people, it¡¯s impossible ..." To be approved, a grand armed melee required 95% approval out of the total 100 students 3 of the Special ss-A and Special ss-B in the grade. "No, you heard right, we¡¯re officially challenging you 10th graders to a grand armed melee!" Another voice rang out from behind Ling Lan. It turned out that Wu Jiong had also rushed over with a group of students at his back, most of them ss-B students in white uniforms. Wu Jiong waste because he had been busy contacting the ss-B people. As a grand armed melee required 95% approval from thebined students of Special ss-A and Special ss-B to pass, Wu Jiong had discussed the issue with the ss-B teams in advance and had finally reached a consensus. "You¡¯re all insane, insane!" The 10th grade students all had fear on their faces. They had only wanted to scare the 7th graders and put them in their ce ¡ª they definitely did not want to unleash that horrifying grand armed melee ... that was just asking for someone to die! Chapter 162: Fighting For Honour! Chapter 162: Fighting For Honour! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In the most recent hundred years, there had not been a single grand armed melee. This was because the event was much too bloody and cruel, involving all the students of two grades in arge-scale group melee! During that time, no one would be able to control themselves ¡ª terror, rage, submission, humiliation ... there were all sorts of elements that could cause someone to lose control. A massive number of casualties had been recorded for a grand armed melee in the past ¡ª this was another important reason why the grand armed melee had faded away into obscurity for up to a hundred years. Of course, the moment the words ¡¯grand armed melee¡¯ were said, not only were the 10th graders taken aback, even the 7th graders present, like those ss-A students who hade with Ling Lan, were all gobsmacked as well. They had only been notified that a 7th grade ss-B female student had been bullied by a 10th grade senior, and had only rushed here to lend a hand and show support. They had never expected their leaders Ling Lan and Wu Jiong to immediately escte the issue to such an extent. However, their blood could not help but boil with excitement ¡ª if the ¡¯grand armed melee¡¯ of 100 years back which made all students turn pale at its mere mention were to reappear at their hands ... that would be so goddamn amazing! "Big Brother Xu, they don¡¯t have enough people, only 89 ..." One of the 10th grade students quietly reminded their leader to not panic. This was very likely a scare tactic by the 7th graders; they should not trip themselves up because of this. At this reminder, this Big Brother Xu took a closer look and found that it was as that student said and calmed down. Indeed, who would be so stupid as to y the fool with their own lives ¡ª a grand armed melee? Even if they really wanted to try it, they wouldn¡¯t dare to fight one against the 10th graders, right? Wasn¡¯t this just suicidal? These little brats were definitely just trying to scare them, wanting to get them to surrender without putting up a fight. They must not fall for this threat and undermine their own authority! Thus, the leaderughed long and loud, "Hahaha ... that¡¯s hrious! Actually daring to suggest a grand armed melee against us. Alright, I¡¯ll y with you all. Let¡¯s see if you all can really gather the full 95 people needed to sessfully initiate a grand armed melee!" Originally, there was some disturbance among the 10th graders at the mention of a grand armed melee, but after some internal discussion, the 10th graders had quickly settled down. Now, hearing their leader speak out, they all began chiming in as well, "Yeah, we¡¯re waiting ..." "Such a fun event, how can you leave me, Li Yingjie, out!" A flippant and prideful voice rang out from the doorway. Ling Lan and Wu Jiong couldn¡¯t help but sweatdrop ¡ª this punk Li Yingjie just loved to show off, extremely egotistical. However, the arrival of Li Yingjie¡¯s team showed that the three strongest teams of Year 4738 were working hand in hand. Meanwhile, at this very moment, the number of 7th graders present had reached exactly 95 people. If everyone here chose to agree, they would have the minimum quorum required to initiate a grand armed melee. "ssmates, since entering the upper division, you all must have felt the suppression from the upper grades. Be it by a little or a lot, quite a number of people have suffered. Boss Ling Lan has said before that people should possess backbones ¡ª we should rather die standing than live being forced to kneel. Because this is our dignity, our pride ¡ª once lost, then we will be unqualified to be soldiers ... and what are we scouts? The cradle to cultivate qualified soldiers. What do you say? In this situation, can we submit?" proimed Wu Jiong loudly. "No!" "No!" "No!" The rage of the 7th grade students was stirred up by Wu Jiong¡¯s words; they all shouted their defiance loudly with clenched fists. "Shall we take up weapons to defend our own honour? To let everyone know that, although we are new members of the upper division, we will not allow ourselves to be scorned!" Wu Jiong continued to fan the mes. "Grand armed melee!" Heaven knows who hollered it out, and then all the other 7th graders took up the chant, "Grand armed melee! Grand armed melee! Grand armed melee!" Only by initiating a grand armed melee would the 7th graders prove their right to stand on equal footing with the 10th graders, through a fair fight. "Then let us initiate a grand armed melee!" Wu Jiong raised his right hand, revealing hismunicator, and put up the grand armed melee against the 10th graders for a vote. Simultaneously, all the 7th grade special ss students received the options of ¡¯agree/disagree¡¯ to initiate the grand armed melee. Everyone present resolutely clicked on ¡¯agree¡¯. Even those 7th grade special ss students who had not yet made it to the scene also received this selection notification from theirmunicators at the same time. ******** A white-d youth lying down on the grass in front of one of the dormitory vis suddenly felt his wrist vibrate. Bored, he listlessly opened the notification and when he saw the contents, he instantly leapt up. "Grand armed melee? Haha, how interesting! Who¡¯d have expected the ss-A people to have such guts? I need to go watch the fun!" The initiator had to be one of the top 5 of ss-A ¡ª although he did not know who it was, he still decisively clicked on the button to agree. Then, with a stamp of his feet, he disappeared from the patch of grass! "Grand armed melee against the 10th grade ¡ª 7th grade special ss approval at 97 people. This number exceeds the minimum requirement. The grade grand armed melee is officially established!" Spread out at all corners of the academy, all the 7th grade students, whether they were from the special sses, the merit sses, or the regr sses, received this news on theirmunicators at the same time. This caused the 7th graders to jump in shock 1 ... And then, all the rms in the academy started to re, going on for a whole 3 minutes! Everyone was flushed out from all corners of the academy by these warning rms. They began asking the people beside them what was going on, but unfortunately, other than the 7th graders and a small number of the upper grade students, most of the students were clueless, so there was no clear answer to be found. Right then, a female voice with a faint mechanical tone rang out above the academy: "Warning, one hourter, a grand armed melee between the 7th grade and the 10th grade will officially begin. Duration is set for 24 hours. All students not involved with the grand armed melee please note, please enter the dormitory area quickly within this 1 hour. For 7th grade and 10th grade students who refuse to participate in the grand armed melee, please enter the dormitory area as well! One hourter, the dormitory area will go into full lockdown, bing the only safe area during the grand armed melee. No one shall fight within the safe area; vitors will receive heavy punishment!" The academy¡¯s warning announcement was repeated three times. All the students of the academy were instantly in an uproar ¡ª some lower grade students did not even know what a grand armed melee was, and were quickly looking it up along with all other relevant information on theirmunicators. When they found out how cruel a grand armed melee was, some children¡¯s faces had turned deathly pale. Very quickly, a recording was yed on the academy loudspeakers. It was the speech that Wu Jiong had given to the special ss students in the canteen: "ssmates, since entering the upper division, you all must have felt the suppression from the upper grades. Be it by a little or a lot, quite a number of people have suffered. Boss Ling Lan has said before that people should possess backbones ¡ª we should rather die standing than live being forced to kneel. "Shall we take up weapons to defend our own honour? To let everyone know that, although we are new members of the upper division, we will not allow ourselves to be scorned!" ... "Grand armed melee! Grand armed melee! Grand armed melee!" In the end, the students were collectively bellowing for a grand armed melee. This infected all the students of the academy, especially those 7th grade students of the merit sses and the regr sses. During this period of time, they had all suffered the suppression of the upper grades. All the humiliation they had been forced to endure all this time, abruptly exploded in this moment. Grand armed melee! This was a chance for revenge gifted to them by the special ss students! They silently clenched their fists tightly. Even if they died, they would pull those seniors who had bullied them down into hell along with them! "The assembly point for the 7th grade ¡ª Sunmoon Square in the district-N! The assembly point for the 10th grade ¡ª Freedom za in district-E!" Finally, the academy mainframe gave the two grades their respective assembly points, and everyone began to move. In contrast with the 7th grade¡¯s repressed and focused fighting spirit, the 10th grade students were obviously somewhat panicked and unbridled ... "Bastards! That bunch of 7th graders are most definitely lunatics!" A majority of the 10th grade students had the same opinion. Otherwise, how would they be so berserk as to initiate a grand armed melee? On the other hand, the 8th grade and 9th grade students were all puzzled, astounded at the sheer guts of the newly advanced 7th graders. They would rather start a savage grand armed melee rather than submit andpromise, and subject themselves to the bullying of the upper grades ... could it be that the upper division would be turned on its head? Some of them were even vaguely regretful ¡ª if only they had suggested a grand armed melee like the 7th grade now when they had been hazed by the 10th graders back then ... would they have be different? Maybe even stronger? ******** In the dining room of the instructors, the instructors had initially been quietly eating their meals. Today, our esteemed dean was also eating in the dining room. Just as he was enjoying his meal, the academy rms suddenly sounded throughout the academy. In his fright, the dean actually spewed out the food he had in his mouth right then. He abruptly stood up and yelled, "What¡¯s going on?!" Could the mainframe have shorted? Or was someone actually stupid enough to attack the scout academy? The dean¡¯s wristmunicator began vibrating forcefully. The moment he connected, the captain of the ace mecha team guarding the school appeared on the screen. "Dean, what happened?" "I was just about to ask you. Could it be that outsiders have invaded the academy¡¯s airspace again?" The dean recalled the incident with Ling Lan seven years ago. That Ling family had been so brazen as to fly a mecha straight into the academy¡¯s airspace, giving them quite a scare. "No, we used radar to scan the surroundings. Everything¡¯s normal. No unidentified objects have approached the academy. Could it be that there¡¯s an internal problem?" The mecha captain reported their findings to the dean. "Understood. Be prepared to act on your end, I¡¯ll check with the school mainframe ..." The dean had yet to finish speaking when the voice of the mainframe rang out in the dining room: "Warning, one hourter, a grand armed melee between the 7th grade and the 10th grade will officially begin. Duration is set for 24 hours ..." "Grand armed melee? F*ck, why did this hundred year old relic appear again?" All the teachers looked at one another. Even they had not experienced a grand armed melee before, having only heard its name, so they did not really know how bloody or scary a grand armed melee could be. "Heavens, which bastard initiated this?" The dean¡¯splexion changed drastically as he leapt up in shock. He had actually seen those top secret files before. Every time there was a grand armed melee, the children would indeed develop rapidly, however, the casualty rate was just too shocking. Therefore, the dean of every generation would take precautions against a grand armed melee happening. They would rather the children develop steadily instead of using this kind of cruel method to force their growth. This was yet another reason why the grand armed melee had disappeared for over a hundred years. The dean connected to the mainframe and pulled up the video of the location where the grand armed melee had been initiated. Therge screen right at the front of the dining room suddenly lighted up, and then the scene of a confrontation was yed. Two sides were facing each other ¡ª Ling Lan, Qi Long, Wu Jiong, etcetera were all disyed clearly, not a single person was excluded ... "Godd*mn! Basically all the 7th grade special ss members are there!" Seeing the 7th grade special ss so united, all the instructors had approval in their gazes. This made them think of theirrades who had fought by their side through battles of life and death ... Good good good! As expected of his offspring! The dean stared at Ling Lan¡¯s figure and could not help but suck in a sharp breath. The dean was truly an old fox ¡ª just by looking at the standing positions of the 7th grade students, he could tell who the orchestrator of this grand armed melee was. Chapter 163: The Grand Armed Melee Begins! Chapter 163: The Grand Armed Melee Begins! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Although the dean was fearful and angry, he could not help but be heartened by how influential his old friend¡¯s descendant was. Still, he quickly collected his thoughts and emotions, and bellowed at the gobsmacked teachers frozen in their seats in the dining hall, "Are you all still eating?! Get a move on!" "Ah ..." The teachers were stunned silly once more by the dean¡¯s ferocity. Who knew that the normally gentle and mild-mannered dean would have such a violent side to him? "The rules relevant to the grand armed melee will be transmitted to yourmunicators by the mainframe in a moment," said the dean frantically, "Everyone be on guard at your positions and monitor every inch of the academy grounds. Keep a lookout for the rescue signals sent by the mainframe ¡ª at critical moments, put your backs into saving people!" When the mes werepping at one¡¯s brows 1 , even the most mild-mannered person would be sent off the edge. If a massive number of casualties really urred, even he would not be able to hold the fort. "Yes, Dean!" The teachers finally woke up. The moment the grand armed melee began, their responsibilities would not be easy. They would have to keep the situation under control, and at critical moments, they would have to morph into omnipotent superhumans to rescue students. "Dammit, what a real bunch of troublesome and reckless fellows ..." The teachers mayin, but not a single one of them was really displeased by this turn of events. The 7th grade teachers, in particr, could barely hide their glee, drawing the admiration of the teachers of the other grades. How had they managed to inspire such guts in their students? On the other hand, the teachers of the 10th grade were somewhat solemn. They had initially thought that their students were decent enough, butpared to the current 7th grade, they could feel howcking the students they had taught were. The teachers swiftly left the dining hall. In the now empty dining hall, like taking off a mask, the dean¡¯s expression changedpletely. His initially angry and impatient expression disappeared, and his lips actually curved upwards in a suspicious arc, showing just how good his mood was. "Perhaps, these children will be the Federation¡¯s future ..." The circumspect and farsighted dean knew very well what the current children werecking. "A grand armed melee ... what opportune timing! Ling Xiao, if your son wasn¡¯t just fooling around and nned this on purpose, then he is truly impressive ..." If the boy had truly noticed this point and intentionallyunched a grand armed melee to give the children an opportunity to awaken, then that meant that Ling Lan was not just a simple warrior, but a strategist as well. If he continued to develop his skills, it would not be impossible for him to be a legendary marshal. Blood andbat were the true fertile soil to cultivate real strength! With the passing of the years, old men like them gradually eased up on the younger generation out ofpassion. They would rather choose those safer teaching methods than let the children face danger. But in truth, in the past hundred years, the number of people who had managed to advance to higher-ss operator was obviously pitifully smallpared to that of the previous century. Even taking the unparalleled prodigy Ling Xiao into consideration was not enough to blot out this fact. Although the educational methods of 100 years ago were bloody and cruel, exceptional top-notch operators were produced generation after generation in an endless stream ... The status the Federation enjoyed now was fought for and earned by the batches after batches of top-notch operators produced then. The dean naturally knew the w in their education system now, but he stillcked the conviction to force the start of a grand armed melee ... Unexpectedly, that bunch of 7th grade special ss students had helped him to make the decision this year. ******** At Sunmoon Square of District-N, Ling Lan and the others had already rushed over to the scene. At this moment, the academy¡¯s transportation robots had already brought over bundles after bundles of rubber bats and had piled them up inside Sunmoon Square. The same thing had happened over at Freedom za where the 10th graders were. Everyone who was involved in the grand armed melee, whether on the side of the challenger or the challenged, had all received the rules relevant to the grand armed melee. In this grand armed melee, they would only have one weapon ¡ª these rubber bats. If any other weapon was discovered to be used, the user would be immediately expelled, and their side would be deducted 1000 melee points. Of course, you could bring along as many rubber bats as you wanted, as long as you could carry them. The 7th grade students needed no instruction. They quickly took up their weapons ¡ª some took just one, while others took two. This all depended on whether you were more proficient with single-handed wielding or dual-handed wielding. Ling Lan symbolically took up one of the sticks as well. Frankly, with Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities, having a stick or not would not make much of a difference. However, since everyone had taken at least one, she needed to blend in a bit so that she would not stand out too much. Just when Ling Lan thought that she would only need to sit still patiently and wait for the grand armed melee to start, Qi Long and Wu Jiong unexpectedly coborated to sell her out. Without letting her know, they directly appointed her as the grand leader of this grand armed melee, and gave her the responsibility of making the overall arrangements and deciding the initial mobilization of their forces. ording to Wu Jiong, since the grand armed melee was initiated by Ling Lan, then he should take full responsibility for it. Ling Lan did not push away this responsibility. From the start, she had nned to use this to settle everything once and for all, getting rid of the troublesome problems from the upper grades with one stroke. She stood up on the open stage of Sunmoon Square, and using the loudspeaker there, she said, "Everyone is saying that we 7th graders have gone mad, actually starting a grand armed melee ... but have we truly gone mad? "No!" The steel in Ling Lan¡¯s voice pulled in the attention of all the 7th grade students. "After we¡¯ve entered the upper division, everyone has suffered some hazing, whether big or small, from the seniors of the upper grades. Some even cross the line into outright humiliation. For the sake of graduating peacefully, there¡¯s nothing wrong with choosing to tolerate this. It¡¯s also a valid and appropriate method, I agree!" These words of Ling Lan¡¯s caused the students to break out into a furore ¡ª if tolerating is right, then why had he chosen to start this grand armed melee? "But will tolerating solve the problem? It cannot!" Ling Lan¡¯s voice turned cold and forbidding, even containing a trace of concealed killing intent. "The seniors of the upper grades will not stop just because you tolerate them. In fact, they will just be worse and escte their bullying time after time ... I believe everyone here has felt this. In that case, why should we continue to tolerate? Is it just to hold on through these few years, just to be as hateful as those upper grade seniors, and then bully the new juniors of that time just tofort ourselves? "Is that the path we want to walk?" Ling Lan¡¯s gaze was extremely cold, chilling all the 7th grade students; they actually did not dare to let their eyes meet hers directly. "Yes or no?!" Ling Lan roared, the sound ringing out loudly by everyone¡¯s ears. "No!" Qi Long was the first to shout in reply. His cry was soon followed by Wu Jiong¡¯s and several others¡¯, and then more and more, until everyone¡¯s voices were merged into a formidable wave of sound, "NO!" This was the true voice of the hearts of the 7th grade right then. They had not yet been bullied so much that they had lost their pure souls ¡ª without a soul twisted by constant humiliation, they were brimming with guts and fighting spirit. Thus, they refused to let themselves be hateful and grotesque. "A dark history should be ended, a dark legacy should not exist within the cradle which cultivates qualified soldiers. And we, the 7th grade, shall be the ones to end this dark legacy ... we are the champions of what is right!" "Champions! Champions! Champions!" Everyone¡¯s blood was boiling after listening to Ling Lan¡¯s speech. That final remaining tendril of fear within their hearts disappearedpletely ¡ª all that was on their minds now wasbat! Ling Lan waved both hands in a downward sweep to get the students below to quiet down again, and then continued to say unhurriedly, "Of course, I also do not wish for there to be any reckless heroes among us. Intelligence and courage should go hand in hand. Therefore, I rmend that all the merit sses and regr sses move around in teams as abat unit! "I do not rmend acting alone. Although the grand armed melee is a messy fight, it is extremely suitable for team members to cooperate with one another. I do not wish for any in our 7th grade to fall. Do not forget ¡ª by your side, you have your brothers, your sisters, your friends, yourrades ... you are not fighting alone!" These words received the heartfelt approval of all the 7th graders. Everyone looked at the good friends and teammates around them, and determined that they would fight by theirpanions¡¯ sides till the very end! "Besides that, do not forget to read closely through all the rules of the grand armed melee. When you all meet a Special ss-A student, remember to press the button to surrender or the button to ask for help ... admitting defeat is not shameful. Only by living will there be hope for the future!" Ling Lan emphasized her final words with a push of her spiritual power, hoping that at a critical moment, the students would not be so worked up that they would attempt to perish along with their opponents. However, just this strong push was enough to drain Ling Lan¡¯s tremendous spiritual power, and her head started to throb in pain. After saying her piece, Ling Lan stepped off the stage, giving her ce to Wu Jiong and Qi Long. She signalled for Lin Zhong-qing to cover her, and then moved to sit in a corner, closing her eyes to rest and regain her strength. "Boss, how can you be so reckless?" In the mindspace, Little Four was very dissatisfied with what Ling Lan had done. "Understood. I won¡¯t do it again. Let me rest first; help me monitor the surroundings." Ling Lan did not argue with him, but she also did not regret her decision. Initiating the grand armed melee was to give all the 7th graders a chance to be stronger, not to let them stagnate where they were. After giving her instructions to Little Four, Ling Lan focused on cultivating her spiritual power. Compared to Luo Lang or Lin Zhong-qing, she trusted Little Four¡¯s monitoring even more. Anywhere the academy mainframe could monitor, Little Four would be able to monitor as well, without letting the mainframe find out to boot. Time passed quickly; very soon, the hour was almost over. Under Wu Jiong, Qi Long, and some others¡¯ arrangement, the 7th graders had swiftly departed Sunmoon Square to spread themselves throughout the entire academy, finding spots to conceal themselves. The grand armed melee was a battle where the two sides hunted each other. Aside from the dormitory area, the entire academy was their hunting grounds. Even if thebined total of the two grades was about 20,000 people, once the students were scattered throughout the Central Scout Academy, they would be like water droplets falling into an ocean, leaving nosting ripples behind. In the end, Wu Jiong¡¯s team and the organizing teams also left, leaving Ling Lan¡¯s team as the only team in Sunmoon Square. At this moment, the mainframe¡¯s voice once again rang out with an announcement that reverberated throughout the whole academy: "7th grade vs 10th grade, grand armed melee willmence after this countdown. Duration is 24 hours. Winning criteria: The grade with 40% of their poption remaining and an umted melee score of 60%! Numbers at present ¡ª 9212 vs 9374! umted melee score at 0 vs 0. The countdown begins now. 10, 9, 8 ... 3, 2, 1 ¡ª the grand armed melee officially begins!" As the mainframe officially announced the start of the grand armed melee, a dome of light immediately surrounded the dormitory area. Seeing this, several 10th grade students waiting by the dormitory area were extremely shocked and surprised. They tentatively tried to enter the dormitory area, but were repelled by a powerful force. Chapter 164: The Strongest Student in the Academy! Chapter 164: The Strongest Student in the Academy! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "F*ck, we can¡¯t go in! The entire dormitory district has actually been fully covered by an energy shield." Apparently, these five or six 10th graders had wanted to watch the fun, nning to run away into the dormitory district if the situation turned bad. Unexpectedly, the mainframe did not leave any room for these students to exploit, directly sealing away the dormitory area behind a light shield. Now, the people inside could note out, but the people outside simrly could not go in. "Then what should we do?" asked one of the students, terrified. "What can we do? Just find a ce to hide and wait till everything blows over toe out ... Hehe, the 7th grade has 100 people or so less than us; we 10th graders are sure to win this grand armed melee. It¡¯s absolutely the right choice for us to join in this grand armed melee." This speaker was rather smug; he seemed to be the head of this group. "Leader, why do you say so?" "I¡¯ve done some digging. Every time, the winning side of the grand armed melee will receive countless resources from the academy. But those who do not participate will not enjoy these benefits ... otherwise, why would I bring you all out here and take the risk?" "What if we happen to encounter any 7th grade Special ss-A students?" This group was entirely made up of regr ss people. Even though they were three years older than the 7th graders, they still could not go up against those prodigies in ss-A. "Are you an idiot? That¡¯s why we need to hide well! If we¡¯re really that unlucky, we just need to surrender. Once we surrender, the opponent can¡¯t do anything to us anymore. If they try anything, we just need to press the help button to get assistance and a teacher wille rescue us. At that time, the one who took action against us would also lose the right to continue on in the grand armed melee ..." It looked like this team leader had indeed taken some effort to understand the rules of the grand armed melee just so he could take advantage of the confusion. "Looks like someone ising. Hide quickly!" The team leader heard the sound of people approaching, and hurriedly led his team members to hide inside a patch of trees by the side. Right then, in several locations, the 7th graders and the 10th graders were already shing ... After Ling Lan heard the mainframe¡¯s announcement, she nodded to Qi Long and the others. Then, Qi Long with Han Jijyun, and Luo Lang with Lin Zhong-qing, two in a group, swiftly departed from Sunmoon Square. The initially noisy Sunmoon Square was instantly deathly silent ¡ª only Ling Lan was left standing alone on the stage, looking off into the distance. "Little Four, where is the top rank of the 10th grade ss-A?" Ling Lan decided to first test the waters, wanting to see how strong the best of the 10th grade was. Little Four immediately disyed the location of the 10th grade top rank with a red dot on a 2D map of the Central Scout Academy. With a flying leap, Ling Lan left Sunmoon Square without a sound. ******** "Leader, are we not going to hide?" Somewhere in the academy, six people were standing in a tantly noticeable location. Their bright red clothes clearly disyed their ss. One of the members was ncing around nervously as he questioned a grim-faced youth. "It¡¯s just that bunch of 7th graders. Are they worth hiding for?" The grim-faced youth did not reply, instead, another member standing beside him spoke up with a dismissive quirk of his brow, seemingly not at all worried about this so-called grand armed melee. "Rumour has it that their top rank Qi Long is very formidable ..." cautioned that nervous-looking team member. For some reason, he just could not shake the feeling that danger wasing. Although he had no idea what this feeling was, many times, this kind of feeling had let him ovee one threat after another. And this time, this sense of danger was even stronger than anything he had ever felt before ¡ª he just had no way of exining it, because no one on his team would believe him even if he spoke up. "Last year, he challenged the 8th grade, which is to say the current 9th grade top rank, Lu Jing, and failed. And Lu Jing can¡¯tst more than 30 moves against our team leader. These 7th graders are definitely no match for our team leader," argued yet another team member. "Yeah, the team leader is the onlybat genius that has entered the Qi-Jin stage in the scout academy right now, you know! He¡¯s the strongest student in the academy!" said another team member, face filled with idolisation, "If the team leader had publicized this information, those 7th grade brats would never have dared to suggest something like this grand armed melee." At this moment, the grim-faced youth spoke, "Alright, if you all have the strength to bicker you might as well go and clean up some of those 7th graders. I never again want to see something like that incident three years ago ..." A wave of rage emerged on the youth¡¯s face. He was the pride of his grade, but three years ago, his team had lost to a barrier-breaking team from some third-rate¡¯s scout academy. And then, this year, the 10th graders led by him had actually been challenged to a grand armed melee by the juniors of the 7th grade ... this was clearly a smack to his face! Did they really think this grade of his was so easy to bully? "Someone¡¯sing!" One of the team members suddenly voiced a warning. Following that, a team of 7th grade students dressed in blue uniforms could be seen peeking out from behind the trees ... "Crap, why are we so unlucky? Meeting the 10th grade top rank Zhang Jing-an¡¯s team right off the bat." When the leader of this team saw the face of the rumoured strongest scout at present, his mind became a jumbled mess. He immediately signalled for his team members to quickly retreat and escape. "Eh, where did they go?" One of the running team members looked back to check on the 10th grade team, but found that the 6 people standing there previously had all disappeared. "Not good, run faster!" The team leader had barely finished speaking when the ground beneath his feet shook violently. His entire body was thrown backwards into the air, before he fell to crash forcefully onto the ground. There was a tightness in his chest, making him feel nauseous. The team leader hurriedly leapt up to check on his teammates and found the situation unpromising. The weakest team member was already coughing up blood, obviously having sustained heavy internal damage. At this moment, 6 figures appeared in front of them. As expected, it was Zhang Jing-an¡¯s group of six. One of them abruptly charged over, the stick in his hand swinging down towards the 7th grade regr ss team leader. The team leader reacted quickly ¡ª evading with a twist of his body, his own rubber bat swinging out with the movement. But just as his rubber bat was about to strike the opponent, the other suddenly vanished, and then he felt his abdomen being struck harshly. Once again, he was sent flying backwards through the air, and this time, in the air, a mouthful of blood spewed out! With just one hit, he had been injured seriously! They were definitely no match for these people! This notion rose swiftly in the team leader¡¯s mind. The pain in his body should have dulled his reflexes, but for some reason, his fingers moved even quicker than his mind, pressing down on the button to surrender immediately. At the same time, the button seeking rescue lighted up. He had just crashed onto the ground again when that 10th grade team member rushed in once more to attack with his stick. Suddenly, the 7th grade team leader¡¯smunicator emitted a white light, which instantly repelled the stick! At the same time, the twobatants received a notification from the mainframe: "Attacking a target which has already surrendered ¡ª 100 melee points deduction!" "F*ck, what is this?! Actually losing points!" yelled the 10th grade team member angrily when he read the notification. Zhang Jing-an stared coldly at the regr ss team leader on the ground and said, "His reaction time was pretty quick, actually managing to press the surrender button in that split second in the air. Liulian, you were too careless." "Looks like this fellow¡¯s reflexes are really good!" Another member stared curiously at the 7th grade regr ss team leader, seemingly very interested in studying him. "We¡¯ve surrendered!" The 7th grade team leader¡¯s heart was filled with fright. He quickly yelled out to remind the opponents that they could not attack an opponent who had surrendered. The other team members also reacted quickly. During the span of their conversation, they had also pressed the surrender button. "Tch, so boring!" They had initially hoped the opponent would resist a little so they could toy with them, but unexpectedly, this team actually did not have a single shred of courage, actually choosing to surrender just after being injured with one hit. These 10th graders could not have imagined that the 7th graders were so decisive and quick to choose to surrender because Ling Lan had embedded a subliminal trigger within them with her spiritual power during her speech. When they encountered an opponent who was distinctly stronger than they were, they would not struggle needlessly but choose to surrender immediately to save their lives. In fact, the grand armed melee had not been as bloody and cruel as it was made out to be at its inception. Everyone who participated in a grand armed melee in the beginning had known who their opponents were ¡ª the regr sses would seek out the regr sses, the merit sses would seek out the merit sses, the special sses would seek out the special sses ¡ª so everyone would be fighting against someone of almost equivalent strength. In that way, both sides would be able to gain battle experience while raising their individual capabilities at the same time. However, as time went on, the grand armed melee began to change in nature. In order to obtain victory, the stronger students would first go after the students from the regr sses. Some who were particrly twisted would not even give those regr ss students a chance to surrender, killing them straightaway. The side who was harmed then decided to repay blood with blood and also began sending out their strongest students to go kill the other side¡¯s regr students. In the end, the situation spiralled out of control, amassingrge number of casualties and injuries on each side. Thus, the academy had no choice but to make it much harder for the students to initiate a grand armed melee. Ling Lan naturally knew the tragic history of the grand armed melee. To cut off this potential development, Ling Lan purposefully exerted spiritual pressure to embed a subliminalmand, almost causing her spiritual power to copse on itself. When meeting an opponent of overwhelming strength or obtaining a serious injury, surrender. Even if they were unconscious, their bodies would move because of this subliminalmand and press the surrender button. "Let¡¯s leave. After they surrender, a teacher will soon be here to take them away," said another team member. Continuing to linger here would just be a waste of time. "Fine. I think I sense another team of mice approaching. Who knows what level they are this time ... I hope we can have some fun." One of the team members could sense the approach of another team, and his gaze shone with a faint red light. "Go!" Zhang Jing-an said only that before disappearing. The others soon followed him. Seeing no one else around them, the 7th grade regr ss team instantly rxed. "So this is the top ranking team of the 10th grade ss-A. Our strength is really too far apart from theirs; we couldn¡¯t even take one attack ..." The team leader was extremely depressed, "Who knows if Qi Long can stand up against them ..." "Qi Long already lost to Lu Jing of the 9th grade, and Lu Jing can¡¯t defeat Zhang Jing-an. I don¡¯t anticipate the oue of this grand armed melee!" One of the team members was pessimistic. "What are you all saying? Have you all forgotten that Qi Long still has a boss on top of him? The real king of our 7th grade is Ling Lan!" Another team member was indignant, "One move? Leader, don¡¯t tell me you can withstand one move from Boss Ling Lan?" Despite being needled by his team members, the team leader was not at all angry. Instead, his spirits rallied. "Oh yeah! how could I forget that we still have Boss Ling Lan? Anyone against him has been finished off in one blow ¡ª he¡¯s definitely no weaker than Zhang Jing-an." "However, we¡¯ve really lost face this time, being kicked out of the fight so soon after it started. We need to train well once we get back ..." sighed the team leader. His words caused all the team members to fall into a contemtive silence. That¡¯s right, they were probably the first batch to leave the field! That was truly disgraceful! A strong desire to be stronger rose within their hearts. If there were to be another grand armed melee in the future, they definitely did not want to be the first batch of students to leave again! Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Uh ... ok, so I just received this news not too long ago from up-top. Whether it¡¯s good news or bad news is up to you all personally, I guess. This novel will be going premium on April 18, 2018. There should be a mass release on that day. If not, sometime around then at least. So ... save up them spirit stones if you want to read ahead then. (As far as I know, the release rate will stay the same after going premium, so the premium chaps shouldn¡¯t stack up too much.) Before then, I won¡¯t be able to give you all any extra chaps, ¡¯cause everything¡¯s gonna go into feeding that mass release that wants. (Like, seriously, I will die if I give you all extra chaps now while trying to build that stockpile. *hyperventtes*) That said, if you have anyints about premium, please bring it over to the forums rather than the reviews andments sections of this novel. Premium is not within my control, soining to me and dissing the novel just because of premium will only make me feel helpless and sad. :¡¯( To end, thank you all very, very much for the support thus far, and I hope you all continue to enjoy and support this novel even after it goes premium, whether as free readers or paying ones. :3 And now ... let me get back to the grindstone so y¡¯all can have your mass release then. orz Chapter 165: Team Zhang Jing-an! Chapter 165: Team Zhang Jing-an! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr On a small path within a dense patch of forest, a team of white-d students were running for their lives. The words embroidered on their chests proved that this team was a 7th grade one. "They¡¯reing after us ..." One of the team members seemed to sense something. His expression fell, and he quickly told his teammates the bad news. The team leader knew that continuing to run was useless. Originally, he was hoping that the other party was just passing by and would overlook their team, but now, from the looks of it, the opponent had clearly set their sights on them. He gritted his teeth andmanded, "You all run ahead!" "Leader!" all the team members eximed. It was clear that the team leader was preparing to stay behind alone to hold off their pursuers. "Don¡¯t worry, if I really cannot hold them off, I will surrender! But our whole team cannot fall here." The team leader¡¯s thoughts were clear. They were certainly no match for the team pursuing them, so even if the entire team stayed back to fight, the final oue would still be their loss. And the final judgement on who wins and who loses a grand armed melee is greatly dependent on the final number of people remaining. From the start, the number of 7th graders who participated in this grand armed melee was already less than the other side, so they needed to save as many people as they could. "Leader, you lead them away!" The team member right at the end suddenly stopped running, standing still right where he was. If they really had to leave someone behind to hold off the enemy, they might as well let him, the weakest member, do it. Even if he left the grand armed melee, it would not make a significant difference to the overall strength of his team. "Xiaoming ..." The team members were clearly reluctant ¡ª he was apanion who had grown along with them all this time after all. "Go! Do you all want to fold here?!" shouted the student called Xiaoming angrily. The team leader saw that Xiaoming had been left far behind during this time; it was now toote even if they wanted to leave another person instead. At this moment, he could not afford any moment of hesitation. Thus, he merely slowed for a brief moment to say, "Let¡¯s go!" before resolutely running ahead. The team members could only shove their reluctance away and gritted their teeth to chase after the team leader. Running with all their might, they soon disappeared from Xiaoming¡¯s sight. A red-d youth rushing swiftly after the team saw the white-d Xiaoming standing in the middle of the road, and so halted. His sudden stop made the other red-d youths behind him stop as well. The number 10 was embroidered neatly on their red uniforms, showing them to be 10th grade students. "Hoho, looks like they n to sacrifice one to save the other team members. Leader, what should we do?" The youth who had stopped first asked his team leader standing behind him. "Shi Qi, have you noted the details of those few people running away?" The team leader turned to ask the red-d youth beside him tonelessly. "No problem, Leader. As long as they stay within 2 kilometres of us, they won¡¯t get away," said Shi Qi proudly. His awakened talent was Lock-On ¡ª as long as he locked onto an opponent¡¯s details within his mind, he would be able to seek out the opponent within a 2 kilometre radius. "How long before they escape from your search radius?" the team leader continued to ask. "4 minutes!" replied Shi Qi confidently. "Yuan Chen, I¡¯ll let you y for a bit with the person below!" said the team leader to the youth who had first stopped, "You only have 3 minutes and 30 seconds!" Yuan Chen rubbed his palms together excitedly. "That¡¯s enough!" That said, he glided down from the tree tond squarely in front of the 7th grade white-d youth Xiaoming standing in the middle of the road. It was precisely Zhang Jing-an¡¯s team which had chased up to this 7th grade ss-B team. When the white-d Xiaoming saw just one red-d youth appear before him, he gripped the bat in his hand nervously. His gaze flitted to the trees on both sides, trying to sense where the other members of the other¡¯s team were. "Rx, I¡¯m the only one fighting you!" Even as Yuan Chen¡¯s words reassured him, Xiaoming couldn¡¯t help but worry for his own teammates. "How pitiful, actually being sold out by your teammates, being left behind to be a sacrificial offering!" Though Yuan Chen¡¯s lips kept yapping on about how pitiful Xiaoming was, the bat in his hands showed no mercy. He rushed forwards fiercely to attack the other with a savage blow. The white-d Xiaoming was very agile. Seeing the other attacking, he instantly leapt backwards, cleanly avoiding the opponent¡¯s strike. "Not bad ... looks like you still want to struggle a bit before dying." Yuan Chen licked his lips in excitement. He raised his bat and continued to attack. This time, his attack speed increased considerably; the bat rained down on Xiaoming like the battering of the rains and winds in a thunderstorm. It looked like his first strike had just been a casual attack, not reflective of his real strength. Moreover, he did not stop needling his opponent verbally, "What a shame, you are just too weak. You can¡¯t even take a few of my attacks. You¡¯re destined to just suffer by my hands." The white-d Xiaoming ignored Yuan Chen¡¯s mockery. He merely gritted his teeth and did his best to resist, finally managing to defend against all of the opponent¡¯s attacks this round. But even so, Xiaoming could already feel his right hand, which was gripping the stick, going numb and senseless from the repeated battery of the other¡¯s power. He knew that if the other continued to attack this way, he would eventually be ovee ... A loud thump! This was the sound of a bat striking flesh! "Ah!" cried out Xiaoming in pain. His entire person was thrown backwards into the air by the force of this attack. His numbed right hand had finally been unable to react in time, failing to block a savage blow by the opponent. Seeing this, Yuan Chenughed gleefully; this was fully within his estimations. And so, showing no mercy, he once more sped up and got in close to the other, prepared to pummel the other soundly. Right then, Shi Qi, who had been quietly watching the fight, suddenly let out a shocked cry. Zhang Jing-an¡¯s brow twitched. "What happened? Shi Qi?" "Nothing, Leader! It¡¯s just that those few little mice who had been running away are actuallying back!" Shi Qi announced his discovery to the others. "Could it be that they are trying to catch us off guard? Or trying tounch a sneak attack? Aren¡¯t they looking down on us too much?" Another team member couldn¡¯t help but snicker. "This is even better, saving us the effort of chasing them down." Zhang Jing-an felt that this was a good thing, so he shouted down to Yuan Chen below, "Yuan Chen, take your time and y. Those little mice areing back, so you have plenty of time." Zhang Jing-an¡¯s words caused the white-d Xiaoming to panic. Mentally, he was angry and anxious ¡ª angry that his teammates had chosen toe back, and anxious that they would end up beingpletely wiped out here because of this. Still, no matter how angry and anxious Xiaoming was, he could not suppress the surge of warmth that rose up within his heart. He knew that his teammates¡¯ choice wasrgely because they did not want to abandon him. Hearing Zhang Jing-an¡¯s words, Yuan Chen¡¯s initially rapid attack pace slowed. As he swung the bat in his hands, he resumed mocking the white-d Xiaoming, "Ho, looks like, those few teammates of yours think pretty highly of you, actually choosing to turn back to rescue you ... however, this decision is really too stupid. Your team really sucks. Who¡¯s your team leader? Wishy-washy and indecisive, and also having no self-awareness ... under his lead, you all will definitely never be a strong team and be strong individually. Like now, all you all can be is our stepping stones!" "Whether our team sucks or not, I do not know. What I do know is that my team is a little better than your team ¡ª at least we are more humane than you all are," responded Xiaoming coolly. It¡¯s fine if they wanted to mock him, but he would not allow them to scorn his team leader and hispanions. "F*ck you!" Xiaoming¡¯s words thoroughly enraged Yuan Chen. Yuan Chen¡¯s attack speed rose once again, his rubber bat striking the other¡¯s body ceaselessly without mercy, once again throwing the other backwards into the air. These consecutive heavy blows dealt extremely heavy internal damage to Xiaoming, who could not help but throw up blood. Not too far away, on the branch of arge tree, Ling Lan was closely watching the situation. An ice bead silently appeared in her palm. The other benefits of Ice Affinity were not obvious, but when she was trying tounch a stealth attack, she did not have to waste time and effort to find a hidden weapon ¡ª she just needed to focus and she would have a weapon. Ling Lan aimed at a particr direction where a figure wasying ... a nimble flick of her finger, and the ice bead flew ... "Ouch!" On one tree, a white-d youth who had been lying down among the branches secretly watching the show suddenly felt a force push him lightly from behind. This push was not strong enough to hurt him, but it made him lose his bnce to fall down from the branches. He turned back to look for the source of the push, but saw no one. There seemed to be a glimmer in the air, but when he narrowed his gaze to look closer, it had disappeared, as if it had just been in his imagination. "Ah ah ah ... help!" The white-d youth did not find the culprit and so could only turn back around and struggle desperately in the air. But in the end, he still ended up crashing spread-eagled onto the ground. This unexpected scene gave Zhang Jing-an andpany a fright. About tounch another attack, Yuan Chen stopped, turning his head to look at this unexpected guest who had disturbed his fight. In contrast to the other¡¯s surprise, Zhang Jing-an¡¯s face showed a trace of seriousness. Being able to sneak up on them without being noticed, this white-d youth was obviously not a simple character. He may very well have some unique hidden ability. Zhang Jing-an immediately discarded the possibility that the other was stronger than him; he did not think anyone from ss-B could be that strong. The white-d youth pushed himself up from the ground with difficulty, moaning all the way. His exaggerated manner made everyone stare at him curiously. Meanwhile, when Xiaoming saw the face of the white-d youth, he couldn¡¯t help but exim, "Xie Yi, why are you here?" "So it¡¯s a 7th grade junior! Come to save your fellow ssmate? What admirable fellowship." When Yuan Chen saw the number embroidered on the other¡¯s chest, he tapped his bat lightly against his left arm, and spoke up with a half-smile. Xie Yi patted the dust off his clothes and said with an expression of consternation, "You think too highly of me. Facing a team of the top 10th graders, if I have this notion, then I¡¯m definitely a moron. Honestly, I just didn¡¯t hold onto that tree securely enough and fell down by ident. If possible, can you all just pretend you didn¡¯t see me ..." "Do you think, that is possible?" asked Yuan Chen darkly. Xie Yi¡¯s face fell instantly, and he pouted and started muttering to himself, "I just knew it. Not hugging onto the tree properly would end up like this ... Ahem, I¡¯m really too pitiful. Just trying to get a good show and being pulled in like this ... How about you seniors show some mercy and we just exchange a move for show and call it a day?" Speaking up at the end, Xie Yi¡¯s eyes were sparkling brightly, his expression clearly broadcasting the fact that he just wanted to have a good discussion with the 10th grade seniors. Everyone sweatdropped. Could it be that this fellow was truly a moron with acking brain? Chapter 166: Who’s the Opponent? Chapter 166: Who¡¯s the Opponent? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "That¡¯s fine. You just need to stand there and not move and let me hit you a few times and everything will be over!" Yuan Chen had barely finished speaking when he charged over, ready to teach this flippant punk a good lesson. "That won¡¯t do. If I get hit, it¡¯ll hurt ..." squealed Xie Yi in fright, turning to run. Just when Yuan Chen was about to hit him, Xie Yi suddenly looked back and leapt into the air. His initially empty right hand now somehow had a rubber bat in it, and heunched a powerful downward chop towards Yuan Chen¡¯s head. Xie Yi¡¯s counterattack came too quickly and too suddenly ¡ª this unexpected move gave Yuan Chen a great scare. He did not dare to continue attacking Xie Yi, jerking to a quick stop to raise his own bat above his head, blocking Xie Yi¡¯s attack head-on. Luckily he had reacted swiftly, otherwise Xie Yi would have seeded in his sneak attack. However, even so, Yuan Chen had still taken a hit. Xie Yi had been acting with a n, while Yuan Chen had only been reacting reflexively ¡ª this attack caused him to stumble 3 to 4 steps backwards, a dull pain roiling in his chest. He couldn¡¯t help but open his mouth and blood spewed out immediately ... "Despicable!" Yuan Chen pressed a hand to his chest and choked out in rage. "This attacking method ... it¡¯s too wretched and despicable!" Rage coloured Zhang Jing-an¡¯s face; their team had never suffered such a disgrace before. Xie Yi acted as if he did not understand what was going on. A puzzled expression on his face, he said, "Aiyaiyai, senior, why are you throwing up blood suddenly? Are you trying to tell us that as long as we work hard, we will benefit?" Xie Yi¡¯s face lit up instantly, and he said emotionally, "Boo hoo hoo, Senior, you are really such a great guy! Still not forgetting to teach us even during this critical time, even willing to pay the price of getting injured ..." "Shut up! I¡¯m definitely going to kill you!" Yuan Chen¡¯s eyes werepletely bloodshot. He felt that he had been yed by this ant before him ¡ª he felt humiliated, feeling that his dignity had been ruthlessly stomped beneath the other¡¯s feet. He wanted revenge. He needed the blood of the opponent to wash away his humiliation. For the first time, an intense desire to kill swelled within his heart ... Not too far away, Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrowed. She could clearly sense the 10th grader¡¯s desire to kill. Unable to ept the strength of someone he viewed as weaker than him, and thus choosing to destroy the other? Could this also be considered an ugly aspect of humanity? Ling Lan looked at the still cheerful Xie Yi who seemed oblivious to Yuan Chen¡¯s intent to kill, and a smile bloomed on her lips. "I thought that I had already concealed my capabilities well enough, but unexpectedly, someone is even better at hiding than I am 1 ... as expected, this world isn¡¯t that simple ..." "Yuan Chen, don¡¯t break the rules ..." Zhang Jing-an too had sensed Yuan Chen desire to kill, and so spoke up to warn him. "Leader, don¡¯t worry, I will settle this matter perfectly." As long as he did not give the other a chance to surrender or ask for help, even if he killed the other ¡¯by ident¡¯, the academy would have no way to punish him. "Leader, you all can leave temporarily." He did not want people nattering on beside him when hemitted murder, even if it were his team leader. Zhang Jing-an cast a searching look at Yuan Chen and then said, "Alright ..." That said, with a quick dash, he left the scene. Shi Qi and the others merely nced at Yuan Chen, then left after Zhang Jing-an without saying anything. After Zhang Jing-an and the others had left, Xie Yi¡¯s smiling face abruptly became solemn. He said to Xiaoming behind him, "You should leave quickly ..." "No way. I can¡¯t leave you alone with him. Let¡¯s fight together." Xiaoming was determined. He felt that no matter what, two people together would stand a better chance of winning than one person. "Puh-leeze. You¡¯re already seriously injured. How do you n to fight? Furthermore, if you aren¡¯t here, it¡¯ll be easier for me to escape! Running away is my specialty, don¡¯t hold me back!" Xie Yi couldn¡¯t help but roll his eyes. Sometimes, being too steadfast was also a troublesome thing. "Really?" Xiaoming wasn¡¯t sure whether he should take Xie Yi at his word. "Of course it¡¯s true! Quickly, go, go!" Xie Yi¡¯s expression was annoyed. He waved his hand impatiently at Xiaoming, as if shooing away a fly. Xiaoming looked at Xie Yi worriedly, but seeing that Xie Yi seemed to be serious about this, he clenched his teeth and left the scene. Knowing that Xiaoming had left the scene, Xie Yi¡¯s initially tense expression instantly rxed. "Aiks, the troublesome people have all left. Now, let us y ..." With no one watching, Xie Yi was nning to bring out his secret techniques. Otherwise, what was the point in keeping them hidden for so many years ...? Besides, he also did not want to let off someone who wanted to kill him ¡ª he was not a saint. Yuan Chen said sinisterly, "Yes, it is indeed time for us to y ..." That said, he pounced! ******** Somewhere else, Zhang Jing-an had led his 5 team members to run about five to six hundred metres away. Then, Shi Qi reminded, "Those people are just ahead. We¡¯ll see them soon." He was talking about that team of 7th grade ss-B students they had been chasing from the start. "Zhu Qi, Qing Ming, I¡¯ll leave those people for you guys to handle!" For opponents like this, Zhang Jing-an had no need to act himself. "Shi Qi, you keep watch over the situation!" Zhang Jing-an sent Shi Qi over as well not because he was worried that Zhu Qi and Qing Ming would fail, but rather because he was afraid one or two people would manage to separate and run off from the team again. Zhang Jing-an liked to wrap things up in one go, and did not like there to be any loose ends. "Yes, Leader!" The three of them acknowledged their orders and quickly sprinted off. "Leader, what about me?" The remaining team member was rather depressed. Everyone had their own tasks; only he had nothing to do. "Luo Qiong, haven¡¯t you noticed something off? I keep having the feeling that someone is watching us, but I can¡¯t find the other," admitted Zhang Jing-an to this remaining team member. "Leader, could it be some teachers watching us?" This was the first thing Luo Qiong could think of. Some teachers were truly very formidable ¡ª the more the students learned, the more they found those teachers frightening. "This is also possible, which is why I have brought you all away from Yuan Chen. If the teacher¡¯s attention stayed there, then we wouldn¡¯t sense anything here ... but this feeling kept following me. Even after I sent Zhu Qi and Qing Ming off, this feeling still stayed here ..." As Zhang Jing-an continued to borate, he suddenly eximed in surprise, "The feeling is gone ..." Then, his expression changed drastically. "Not good. Something has happened to Shi Qi!" Shi Qi¡¯s presence was no longer concealed; this meant that he had most likely lost consciousness. "Has he been attacked? Is it our opponents?" cried Luo Qiong, shocked. "Of course it¡¯s the opponent. Those teachers would never attack Shi Qi." Zhang Jing-an¡¯s expression was dark. He had actually been unknowingly followed by an opponent, and by spreading out his forces, he had unintentionally fallen for the opponent¡¯s plot. Ling Lan had quietly snuck up to Shi Qi who was hiding on a tree branch, and before the other could notice her and react, she had struck him unconscious with one blow. She then carefullyid the other down on the branch, quietly pressing the other¡¯s surrender button to ask for assistance. Right below, Zhu Qi and Qing Ming were oblivious. At that moment, they were gleefully watching the five figures who had appeared in front of them. It was the 7th grade ss-B team who had returned to try and rescue their teammate with a sneak attack. Between Ling Lan¡¯s fingers, two extremely small and thin ice needles appeared out of thin air. With a flick of her wrist, the ice needles flew silently through the air to pierce into the area behind Zhu Qi¡¯s and Qing Ming¡¯s neck. The two of them shivered, feeling a chill spread out from their neck. However, this feeling merely shed by, quickly disappearing without a trace, causing them to think that they had imagined it. The thin ice needles would not actually hurt them, and also would not give them any lingering after-effects. But for one hour, their true strength would be restricted by 30% to 40% by the cold air of the needles. This was a chance Ling Lan was giving to the 7th grade team. Whether or not they could take advantage of it would depend fully on the efforts of the 7th grade team members. After doing all this, Ling Lan left the scene to return to the ce where Zhang Jing-an was waiting. "You¡¯vee!" Zhang Jing-an could feel himself being watched once again. So, he spoke up, hoping to trick the other into revealing themselves. Meanwhile, as Zhang Jing-an spoke, Luo Qiong was looking around nervously. Dammit, he had not sensed anyone approaching! Could it be that the opponent was like Xie Yi and had a special concealment talent? He did not believe that the 7th grade students could be that much stronger than him. "As expected of the first rank of the 10th grade!" A cold voice rang out, as if right by their ears, but also as ifing from a far distance. Zhang Jing-an tried to pinpoint the opponent¡¯s position based on this voice but could not; instead, this voice seemed to muffle all other sounds around him. "Ugh ..." Luo Qiong made a strangled sound, as if his voice had been stoppered at his throat. Without thinking about it, Zhang Jing-an leapt in Luo Qiong¡¯s direction, but there was already no one there. Zhang Jing-an stood there, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. The opponent had already made his move, and he had lost a team member in an instant, but he had not seen a hair of the opponent. Thus, he had no idea at all who the opponent was ¡ª when had such an abnormal prodigy appeared in the 7th grade? Or could it be said that some perverse and deviant teacher was ying a joke on him? At this point, Ling Lan had already appeared where she had ced Shi Qi earlier. She put Luo Qiong there as well and pressed his surrender button too before disappearing again. Ling Lan had not disappeared for long before two figures abruptly appeared on thatrge tree branch. Seeing the two red-d youths on the branch, they eximed, "They¡¯re from the 10th grade ss-A ..." One of them bent down to check the necks of the twoid down on the branch, "They¡¯re unconscious!" "How are their injuries?" asked the other with a worried tone. "The opponent¡¯s method is very polished. These two were knocked unconscious in one hit without any warning. They are not injured at all." The person who was checking on them continued to diagnose the reason for their condition. "So what you¡¯re saying is, the opponent knocked them unconscious and then pressed their surrender button to get us to take them away?" said the other, pleasantly surprised. "Looks like it ..." The person checking on the students was just as pleased. Discovering a strong student indeed made them very happy, but they were even happier that this student¡¯s morality was impable as well. Every teacher hoped that their academy would produce such a student who was exemry in body, mind, and soul. "The 7th grade students aren¡¯t as weak as we had expected ..." The teachers had originally thought that the 7th grade would certainly lose this grand armed melee without a doubt. Now, it looked like it was too early toe to a conclusion just yet. Chapter 167: Drawing a Snake Out of Its Lair? Chapter 167: Drawing a Snake Out of Its Lair? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "No matter what the situation is as they fight, we can only observe from the sidelines and try our best to avoid cases of death and bloodshed ..." said the teacher solemnly, with regret. Back when they had been scouts themselves, they had never gone through such a stirring incident like this grand armed melee. Each holding onto a student, the two teachers swiftly left the scene. Like they said, no matter how much their hands itched to do something, they could only do their duty as a transporter ¡ª moving students who had failed off the field, watching dumbly as the students fought each other until the grand armed melee ended. Zhang Jing-an felt that immense pressure disappear, and knew that the opponent must have distanced themselves once more after seeding in their attack. His eyes narrowed as he quickly forced himself to calm down. His initiate instructor had once told him that, on the battlefield, no matter what the situation was, one had to remain calm. The moment one loses their calm, one would be at death¡¯s door. His entire being quietened, and then a surge of energy burst out from within him, spreading out. The melodies on the wind of this energy surge flowed towards Zhang Jing-an like musical notes. Abruptly, Zhang Jing-an turned to stare in a particr direction and said coldly, "Are you still not going toe out?" Since she had been discovered, Ling Lan did not waste time hiding any further. She walked out from behind arge tree, anding to stand about 20 metres away from Zhang Jing-an, the two of them stared evenly at each other. The other was wearing the same red uniform as he was, and the number 7 glinting on the other¡¯s chest proved that he was one of the rival 7th graders in this grand armed melee. However, that elegant and cold face was not the 7th grade top rank, Qi Long, whom they were familiar with. A thought shed through Zhang Jing-an¡¯s mind, and he said, "Qi Long¡¯s boss ¡ª¡ª Ling Lan!" Ling Lan quirked a brow, as if surprised that Zhang Jing-an knew her name. "The uncrowned king of the 7th grade is no secret. If one wants to know, then one will know," said Zhang Jing-an tonelessly. That said, if it were not for the grand armed melee this time, he might not have known that such an exceptional expert was hiding in the 7th grade. Originally, he had thought that no matter how strong the other was, he would at most be at the level of the 9th grade Lu Jing. But now, from the look of things, he had miscalcted. "Looks like you were already aiming for me from the start! This situation right now should be your doing. We can finally face off one on one ... however, you really think you are a match for me?" Zhang Jing-an remarked with a half-smile. In his eyes, Ling Lan¡¯s nning was undoubtedly a little too self-conceited. Ling Lan did not answer Zhang Jing-an, but only continued to stare at him emotionlessly, causing Zhang Jing-an to be unable to figure out what Ling Lan was thinking. In truth, Ling Lan was actually conversing with Little Four in the mindspace. "Little Four, where are those people now?" Apparently, just now, Little Four suddenly alerted Ling Lan to the fact that the people he was monitoring had finally started to move. "About 3 kilometres from here," responded Little Four, confirming the others¡¯ position. Little Four was currently in sharing mode with the academy mainframe ¡ª everything within the academy was at his fingertips. Also, ording to Ling Lan¡¯s wishes, he did not apply any concealment methods onto Ling Lan. Therefore, as long as someone wanted to, they could easily find out where Ling Lan was. "Little Four, looks like the things you discovered were urate." A murderous glint shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. Another big reason she had initiated this grand armed melee was to lure the snake out of itsir ¡ª and now, from the looks of it, the opponent had not been able to hold back, as expected. However, she first needed to handle this fellow in front of her as fast as possible ... Ling Lan nced at Zhang Jing-an standing before her. Even though this person was very cocky and arrogant, and his personality was nothing great, Ling Lan still did not want to involve him in the cat-and-mouse blood sport of her and her enemy, and cause his death by unlucky chance. Thus, she decided on a speedy fight to end things quickly, and eliminate him from the grand armed melee as soon as possible. Right then, Zhang Jing-an was thrilled ¡ª the faint sense of Ling Lan¡¯s natural force of presence let him know that the other was an expert ¡ª he was d to find a worthy opponent. Ever since the seniors had graduated from the academy, he had had the feeling of being arge mountain surrounded by molehills. Especially when he became ever more proficient at using the mutation of his spiritual self, he had thought himself unrivalled among the academy students! While this made him proud of himself, it also made him feel somewhat dejected ¡ª it was not a pleasant feeling to be alone at the top of the world without a match who could rival him. Perhaps this youth before him now could give him a good fight and loosen his joints! Although Zhang Jing-an felt that Ling Lan could bring some colour into his life, he never even considered the possibility that Ling Lan could defeat him. Zhang Jing-an wanted to fight, so he charged in directly. He did not use a rubber bat or any so-called fancy moves ¡ª he attacked with a simple punch. Perhaps Zhang Jing-an felt that victory was within his grasp, and so thought that there was no need for anyplicated moves, that his strength alone was enough to steamroll the opponent. It looked as if Zhang Jing-an only took a single unassuming step, but this simple one step actually carried him across the entire 20 metres of distance between the twobatants ¡ª in an instant, he was already right in front of Ling Lan. In fact, this was just a trick of the eye ¡ª Ling Lan could clearly see Zhang Jing-an take ten steps within this short period of time toe right up to her. Meanwhile, Zhang Jing-an¡¯s right fist was already flying towards her face. Whether in terms of his crossing over or this final punch, his speed had reached an extreme ¡ª Zhang Jing-an even had the misperception that in the very next second, his fist would strike the opponent and send the other flying ... the smile on his lips had just begun to blossom when time froze. Because, he felt his fist being detained by a gentle force, preventing him from moving any further. It turned out that right at the moment Ling Lan was about to be struck, she too made a fist and met Zhang Jing-an¡¯s punch with a punch of her own. Although the two fists seemed to collide violently, no sound was produced. It was as if there had been no power behind the two punches at all, making the collision seem like a friendly fist bump. Zhang Jing-an knew his own strength ¡ª he had definitely used about 80% of his strength in that punch of his. A situation like this would only ur because the opponent had met his punch with a corresponding amount of power, hence neutralizing the power of his punch with amazing gentleness. This punch of Zhang Jing-an¡¯s did not create his desired effect, instead pushing him into a deadlock. Now, his choices were to either pull back his strength and try again, or push more force into his punch to continue pressing forwards. As long as his strength could overpower the opponent¡¯s, the deadlock would be broken, and thebined forces of both of them might even crash downpletely on his opponent. Zhang Jing-an naturally was unwilling to just pull back; from the start, he had considered himself the stronger party. So, with a soft shout, his entire face instantly flushed red. He abruptly sucked in his belly, and then with several consecutive shakes of his wrist, four silent and invisible energy waves were sent flying towards Ling Lan. This was an ace in the hole given to him by his initiate instructor ¡ª he could unleash four hidden energy waves instantly, and each wave would stack onto the force of the wave before it so that by the time the final wave struck, it would carry the terrifying power of eight times the force of his personal strength. Of course, his initiate instructor warned him repeatedly to not use this move unless absolutely necessary. However, Zhang Jing-an felt that this was the perfect time to use it ¡ª because this was a battle of pride between the strongest of the 10th grade and the 7th grade! Just by looking at her opponent¡¯s hand movements, Ling Lan could tell that the opponent had likely used a power-stacking technique. She decisively used One-Inch Punch ¡ª the two hidden forces shed repeatedly, until finally, neither force could suppress the other, and so both of them blew up simultaneously. Ling Lan and Zhang Jing-an were sted backwards into the air by this massive bacsh of energy. Even the stout tree they were standing by was destroyed instantly by the st, its broken branches falling from the sky to crash into the ground. With a reverse nk in mid-air, Ling Lan stabilised her body,nding firmly on the tree fork of anotherrge tree not too far away. On the other hand, Zhang Jing-an did not have as good a time of it ¡ª only after flying out for about 5 to 6 metres did he manage to grab hold of a random tree branch with his left hand and, with that as leverage, pull himself back onto a tree to find stable footing again. Still, his right arm hung low, swaying freely with his body movements. Ling Lan pressed her own right arm with her left hand, and said coldly, "As expected of the number one of the 10th grade, breaking my right arm with one move." At the same time, Zhang Jing-an was also gripping his own right arm, expression unsightly as he said, "You¡¯re not weak either!" Simrly, his arm had also been broken by the other. Thatst move could be considered a loss on both sides. At this time, Zhang Jing-an no longer had any of the sense of superiority he had at the start; he now knew very well that Ling Lan was an expert at the same level as him. "Still, even so, we must determine who is stronger!" Ling Lan seemed set on having a clear winner and loser ¡ª the moment she finished talking, she stomped forcefully, then borrowing the rebound from the tree branch, she flew forwards like a cannonball at Zhang Jing-an,pletely ignoring the injury of her right arm. Zhang Jing-an¡¯s expression was solemn. He knew that this time, it was time to determine a final oue. Forbatants like them at the Qi-Jin level, victory and defeat would be determined in a split second ¡ª it just came down to whose Qi-Jin was better. This time, Ling Lan chose to attack with her left hand. Of course, she could only use her left hand now, but, she seemed to not be very confident in her left hand, choosing to attack with a rubber bat. Zhang Jing-an too chose to attack with a rubber bat. Gripping it tightly with his left hand, he moved to meet her attack. The two were just about to sh, when Ling Lan¡¯s face suddenly revealed an expression of great shock and she shouted, "Dodge quickly!" Zhang Jing-an was unmoved by this, his left hand and the rubber bat in it still moving forwards with the strength of his entire body. Hmph! Thinking to trick me like this? No way! This notion had barely brushed through Zhang Jing-an¡¯s mind when he felt the back of his head being struck a heavy blow ... He instantly felt as if his body were drained of all energy. As he fell down, with hisst remaining bit of consciousness, he saw Ling Lan across from him choosing to turn tail and run, as if seeing some frightful being ... Hells, so he wasn¡¯t trying to trick me ... At this moment, Zhang Jing-an¡¯s heart was filled with regret. If only he had listened to the other¡¯s warning. Would he then have been safe from this sneak attack? Zhang Jing-an tumbled down from the tree he was standing on, but before he could crash into the ground, a figure swept by to catch him and set him down gently on the ground. At the same time, the figure pressed Zhang Jing-an¡¯s surrender button, and then disappeared instantly without a trace. Somewhere 1000 metres away, a team of five dressed in instructor garbs were pausing for a moment. One of them, a 27 or 28 year old young teacher was activating his spiritual power to delve into the nearest monitoring signal, trying to locate the position of their target with all his might. "The other¡¯s position right now has changed. From the initial southeast direction, he has moved towards the north," the teacher opened his eyes and said to a 35 or 36 year old male teacher beside him. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji For those who have questions about the premium system, please check out ¡¯Never¡¯s FAQ¡¯ on the forums (https://forum./d/4559-never-s-faq-3rd-edition/2). 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It¡¯s your money. :3 Thank you in advance for your patronage. Chapter 168: Is This Mission Really Right? Chapter 168: Is This Mission Really Right? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "How far from us?" This teacher should be the leader of this team. At hearing his team member¡¯s report, he could not help but frown. "Not even 1000 metres away," replied the scanning teacher. " Xiao Lai 1 , watch the surroundings carefully. Don¡¯t let the other teachers discover our tracks," arranged the leader decisively. "Yes, Leader!" The scanning teacher Xiao Lai received themand. The leader waved a hand behind himself, and five figures disappeared instantly from the area with several hushed swishes. Meanwhile, in the direction of true north, Ling Lan was sprinting across the ground, instructing Little Four inside the mindspace to help her find the most appropriate hunting grounds. "Little Four, here?" Ling Lan abruptly stopped her steps and asked Little Four. "Yes. There are no scout students at all within 1000 metres of this area." Although Little Four did not know why Ling Lan was so concerned about the presence of scout students, as a follower, he had a responsibility to meet his boss¡¯s requests. "Alright, then let¡¯s wait here for prey toe!" The hunting grounds Ling Lan had chosen was arge, dense forest deep within the academy. This area was already far from the variousrge dormitories ¡ª a typical person would not choose toe to this sort of dark and deste ce, unless they were students who were trying to be clever and hide for the whole 24 hours of the grand armed melee. With a few flying leaps, Ling Lan disappeared soundlessly into the forest. Not even a minuteter, the team of five teachers appeared where Ling Lan had disappeared. "Right here. A minute ago, the monitoring device detected his figure here. He entered the forest and disappeared from this point," Xiao Lai pointed at the direction where Ling Lan disappeared. "Can we not find his precise hiding spot?" The leader looked out into the quiet forest and asked. "No way to pinpoint it. This ce has almost no monitoring facilities, unless we mobilise the satellite system of the mainframe," said Xiao Lai regretfully, "I still cannot hack into the Central Scout Academy¡¯s mainframe to obtain its control rights ... its level is no less than the mainframes of our military headquarters." The leader said then, "Only a minute has passed. He can¡¯t have gotten far. Let¡¯s chase!" That said, he was the first to jump into the forest. His team members did not hesitate, jumping into the forest with him. They were just going in to handle a 13 year old babe, they had no worries about strategizing to avoid forests or any disadvantageous locations. The group dashed far a length of ground, until when the leader suddenly halted and closed his eyes, carefully sensing the environment around him. "The other¡¯s presence suddenly disappeared. How did he do it?" The leader¡¯s expression was dismayed. If the target escaped this time, they would find it very difficult to exin things when they returned. It should be known that chances to finish off the other without leaving obvious traces were extremely rare; so, their ringleader had already given the execution order ¡ª that brat had to die in this grand armed melee. "Could it be that we chased too far and overtook him?" asked one of the team members. They absolutely could not believe that a 13 year old plus child could beat them in terms of travel speed. "Of course not!" The leader harrumphed. He could sense the disturbances where the other had entered and moved through the forest, so of course this was impossible. However, he also believed that, with their speed, it was impossible for them not to have caught up to the other. Thus, the most likely possibility was that the other had a kind of miraculous concealment method, and was hiding somewhere at the side to avoid their detection. "He should be close by! Let us spread out and search. Search properly, don¡¯t overlook any suspicious ces." The leader made a decision instantly. "Also, don¡¯t forget what we came here to do ..." The leader swept a cold look over all the team members. "Kill him. Don¡¯t be soft-hearted and show any mercy! That is our mission!" "Yes, leader!" The four of them acknowledged the orders. Their initially somewhat rxed expressions instantly became serious. They each chose a separate direction and then began slowly searching outwards. ******** "As expected, they are here to kill us ..." Inside Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace, Little Four dutifully projected what all 5 of the men were doing. "Argh, why are that fellow¡¯s movements so urate? He¡¯s about to find us!" Little Four jumped up in fright inside the learning space. "Don¡¯t panic!" Ling Lan consoled Little Four. She peered intently at one of the teachers ¡ª well, let¡¯s just call them teachers for now ¡ª who was already very close to her location ... she needed to find an opportunity tond a one-hit killing blow. The moment these people got close, Ling Lan knew she was facing the second great crisis in her life ever since that first assassination attempt when she was six. These five people were allbat experts in the middle tote stages of Qi-Jin. In particr, that team leader had even fully mastered the Qi-Jin stage, like her, and was just waiting for thatst catalyst to spark the insight to enter a new domain. The other was getting closer and closer to her hiding spot, yet Ling Lan¡¯s heart was bing increasingly calmer. Her heartbeat slowed immensely, almost going into a state of hibernation as sheid there unmoving. One step, two steps, three steps ... the other was already right in front of her. The shoes on his feet almost stomped on her fingers, but even so, Ling Lan¡¯s heart was still as clear as ice. Unafraid even if the sky copsed, she did not move a single inch. Just as the other was about to approach one step further, the neighbouring shrubs about a metre away suddenly rustled. That person instantly turned with a look of caution upon his face, ready to go and investigate the situation over there. Right then, Ling Lan moved! Ling Lan¡¯s right hand was gripping a conical weapon, transparent in colour and emitting a trace of cold air ¡ª it was an ice cone made via the use of Ice Affinity. At present, this was thergest weapon Ling Lan could condense with her talent. Hmm? You ask, wasn¡¯t Ling Lan¡¯s right hand broken? Why can she still use a weapon? Well, apparently, when she had met Zhang Jing-an¡¯s punch with a punch, Ling Lan¡¯s right arm had been unharmed. She had just pretended it was injured to give the impression of weakness, as for who would fall for it ... that was not something Ling Lan needed to consider. However, the ice cone in her right hand was not Ling Lan¡¯s most reliable weapon; her real killing move was a spiritual charge. In this generation, spiritual attacks were an ability that onlybat experts at the Domain stage or ace operators could possibly have. Take a good look, they could only ¡¯possibly have¡¯ it. Indeed, both these parties must possess immense spiritual power and ability to advance that far, however, just having the spiritual power for it did not mean they could use spiritual power attacks. Only if they awakened an innate talent in this vein could they possess this ability. For example, the spectre ability gained from spiritual mutation was a type of spiritual attack. However, Ling Lan was an oddball. She did not awaken any spiritual attack type innate talent, but because she had the instruction of the learning space, she had gained this formless yet powerful killing move through masochistic training. This was also why Ling Lan dared to hunt the 5 people after her who were Qi-Jin stage experts like her. In fact, the rustling of the shrubs that pulled the opponent¡¯s attention had also been Ling Lan¡¯s doing via maniption of her spiritual power. Undoubtedly, this time, Ling Lan had nned very well. All the reactions of the opponent were within her calctions. A fierce spiritual charge would cause the opponent¡¯s head to be struck by an abrupt force. Zhang Jing-an, who had just stepped into the early stages of Qi-Jin, had fallen unconscious without being able to put up any resistance 2 ; however, this teacher before her, who was already at the mid-stages of Qi-Jin, was only stunned for 2 seconds before regaining consciousness. But these 2 short seconds were enough for Ling Lan to kill the opponent several times over. The ice cone created by Ice Affinity plunged mercilessly into the other¡¯s chest. Ling Lan did not hesitate at all after her sessful strike, backing off instantly. Without even ncing at what would be of the opponent, she left! Thatst strike had already revealed her killing intent. If she lingered for even a beat, she would be surrounded by the other 4 people. At that time, she would truly be put in a tight spot with the odds against her. The moment Ling Lan left, the ice cone piercing the other¡¯s chest shattered, bing countless translucent and glittering spots of light to disappear into the air. Without the continued support of Ling Lan¡¯s Ice Affinity, the ice cone had no way of maintaining its shape; this was also a reason for Ling Lan to choose weapons created via Ice Affinity. In the end, only these 5 people would know what her killing weapon was 3 . "Xiao Lai!" Rushing over, the leader yelled out in shock. It turned out that the first team member killed by Ling Lan just happened to be Xiao Lai, the one who had awakened a hacking innate talent and who could hack into the monitoring systems to track her. As hacking talents belonged to the spiritual series of awakened talents, Xiao Lai had had great resistance against Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual charge. However, he was still notpletely immune to Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual charge, and so had finally died under Ling Lan¡¯s sneak attack. Fearfully, Xiao Lai pressed desperately on the wound at his chest, trying to staunch the blood gushing out, as he mumbled over and over again, "I don¡¯t want to die, I don¡¯t want to die ..." They had initially thought that this was an extremely easy mission ¡ª they only had to kill a 13 year old scout, and they were all elite soldiers ... "Xiao Lai, hold on!" The team leader took out some medicinal agents and fed them to the other. However, he too knew that it was useless. Unless they could get supplementary blood to maintain the other¡¯s minimum blood level within the next 3 minutes, and then obtain a recement heart within 2 hours, even a god would be unable to save him. But now, they were in the Central Scout Academy. Moreover, they were impersonating teachers to assassinate a student within the academy. They had no way of requesting emergency aid, and so had no way of receiving assistance. In other words, the leader had no way of bringing Xiao Lai back to their own territory within 3 minutes. Hiding at one side, Ling Lan bit down fiercely on her own palm, hoping the pain could alleviate the difort she felt in her heart. The person she had just killed was not the virtual humans created by the learning space, and neither was he an enemy nation mecha warrior like on Demonbeast, nor was he a traitor who had betrayed her trust. He was very likely just a regr soldier who did not know the truth beforehand, someone who had just simply epted a mission ... yet, she could not be merciful just because of this. She could not die. She definitely could not die. Early on, she had already made a vow ¡ª in this life, she wanted to live safely, securely, and freely. If anyone tried to interfere with this goal, she would not care even if she had to morph into a demon to defend it ... "Leader! Is this mission really right?" asked Xiao Lai, eyes filled with doubt as he breathed hisst. "Xiao Lai!" The team leader howled lowly, tears falling silently from the corners of his eyes. Just as Xiao Lai had said, was this mission really right? Why did they have to kill a half-grown kid? Could it be because the child¡¯s father had betrayed the country, so they suspected the child would also be a traitor? Why did they have to go so far to prevent something yet to be decided? The team leader slowly closed Xiao Lai¡¯s wide open eyes. When he lifted his head once more, his gaze was sharp and cold, "Xiao Lai, until now you do not understand. We do not need to know what is right or wrong. Once you¡¯ve entered the organisation, the mission is number one! Don¡¯t worry, I will kill him and avenge you. Arade¡¯s blood is not wastefully spilled." The team leader¡¯s killing intent became thick and overbearing. His entire aura gradually began to fluctuate and be unstable, even showing faint signs of going berserk. Chapter 169: Demon? Chapter 169: Demon? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing this, a thought flitted through Ling Lan¡¯s mind. The leader¡¯s aura was in a chaotic state, causing him to lose his usualposure ... this was definitely a great opportunity to kill him. But just when Ling Lan was about to make her move, three figures flew towards them from three different directions. "Leader!" shouted one of the team members. Meanwhile, another team member saw the blood-soaked Xiao Laiying in the leader¡¯s arms, and could not help but cry out in dismay, "Xiao Lai!" Still in hiding, Ling Lan quietlymented the lost opportunity. If those three people hade just 5 secondster, she would have had enough time to make her move. Ling Lan was a decisive person. Seeing that there was no longer any possibility ofunching a sneak attack, she once again muffled all signs of her presence, sinking down to hide like an inanimate object. The team leader pushed down the sorrow and rage he felt in his heart, and said through gritted teeth, "Xiao Lai was the target of a sneak attack by the opponent. He¡¯s dead! The opponent is proficient at concealment and assassination. You must all be careful." His turmoil had onlysted for a moment. By now, he had already regained his calm, and immediately deduced Ling Lan¡¯s general position. "He shouldn¡¯t be far from here. From the time I sensed killing intent and rushed here, only 3 seconds have passed. He would not have had the time to go too far." The team leader believed that although he had been thrown into mental turmoil by Xiao Lai¡¯s death, he had not lost his sensory abilities. If Ling Lan had chosen to run away back then, he would definitely have sensed the boy¡¯s movements. But when he had arrived at the scene, the surroundings had been still and silent. That meant that the other must have chosen toy low somewhere close by. Perhaps, the boy was just by their sides now, just waiting for a chance to strike a killing blow. "From now on, the three of you shall be one team. When you search, don¡¯t stray too far from the others. It¡¯s best if you all can keep an eye out for each other." The team leader knew that the other three members of his team were at about the same level of strength as Xiao Lai. As such, they would be in danger if they got stranded on their own, so he decided to let the three of them search as a group. As for himself ... if the opponent thought that he was a good target on his own, he would let that punk know that, before true strength, any brilliant sneak attacks or assassination attempts were all futile. "Yes, Leader!" acknowledged all three men with serious expressions. Xiao Lai¡¯s death had raised their guards; they were not confident that they would be able to evade the opponent¡¯s undetectable sneak attack on their own. Ling Lan saw the four of them split up into two teams and start searching in two different directions. Ling Lan¡¯s luck was undoubtedly excellent ¡ª the first directions the two parties began searching in were coincidentally not where she was hiding. Of course, this was just a temporary reprieve. When the two parties did not find anything in the directions they were searching right now, they would definitely circle back to search the ces they had not covered on their first run. In other words, if Ling Lan just continued to hide here, she would still eventually be discovered by the opponents. Ling Lan considered her options, and then decided to find a chance to trail that group of three. Although on the surface, going after the team leader to try and execute an assassination seemed more likely to seed, Ling Lan somehow had an unexinable feeling in her heart that there was something dangerous about that team leader. It was this sense of danger that made her give up on trying to sneak attack that team leader immediately. Of course, for Ling Lan tounch a sneak attack on the three-man team without being caught was also very difficult. However, Ling Lan believed that as long as she was patient and focused, it may not be impossible. Right then, a gust of wind swept by, shaking the leaves on the trees, causing them to rustle loudly. With a light push of her palms, Ling Lan sprang off the ground and flew towards the direction where the three-man team had gone ... When the wind died down, Ling Lan drifted softly tond like a leaf, dashing into another concealed spot to continue hiding once more ... Ling Lan¡¯s patience was extremely high ¡ª even though she still could not see hide or hair of the three-man team, the moment the wind stopped blowing, she would stop moving as well, and would remain still until the next gust swept by. On the other end, the team leader was searching with his head bowed. His ears twitched with the sounds of the wind. Though his face remained expressionless, doubt shed briefly through his eyes ... He actually could not hear anything out of ce. Other than the sounds of the wind, and the rustling of leaves, all he could hear was the sound of their own footsteps as they traipsed through the dry grass. Could he have made an error in judgment? Was the opponent still choosing to hide at his original spot and not nning to try another sneak attack? Or had he perhaps already gotten close to them, and he just could not hear it? The leader¡¯s expression became grim. Just then, a tendril of fog abruptly appeared in the forest. It slowly became thicker and thicker, until the leader¡¯s figure was hidden within this dense patch of white fog. ******** The members of the three-man team kept the instructions of their leader close to heart; the distance between them never exceeded 10 metres. Not only that, they each also made sure to keep one team member within sight at all times. This was the triangr formation unique to the Federation military, and it was considered a defensive formation with no blind spots. Ling Lan continued to use the sound of the wind as cover, sneaking up stealthily to the three-man team. However, she was not happy. Instead, her brows were tightly furrowed, because she had noticed that under this formation, she would have no chance whatsoever to try a sneak attack. She needed to mess up this formation as soon as possible! Ling Lan knew she did not have a lot of time. Little Four, who had been keeping an eye on the leader, had just told her that he had lost track of the leader. Although Little Four was using high-definition satellite monitoring to scan the area where the team leader had disappeared, that area had already be a thick cloud of fog. Under these circumstances, even the most high-definition satellite would be ineffective. Ling Lan reckoned that the fog was part of the other¡¯s innate talent ability. Under the cover of the fog, perhaps the other had already turned back and was rushing here at full speed. Meanwhile, she not only had to find a way to finish off these three people in front of her as soon as possible, she still had to beware the aftermath. She did not want to be like the tragic mantis which stalks a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it 1 . A gust of wind swept by, causing the shrubs and trees around to sway gently, rustling. At the start, the three-man team had been in a state of paranoia, which then toned down to nervous caution ... and now, they were calm. At this y of the wind, they merely cast brief nces reflexively at those areas which emitted sound. Seeing this, an idea sparked in Ling Lan¡¯s mind ... The three men saw nothing strange and so continued to walk and search. Not long after, another draft swept by, and like before, the trees and shrubs emitted a round of choppy noises ¡ª but this time, an almost imperceptible object shot out along with this gust of wind. Taking advantage of the wind, Ling Lan had sent an extremely thin and small, yet extremely sharp, ice needle flying out at the team member closest to her. At this time, the other¡¯s range of sight just happened to turn towards some source of sound. Moreover, the direction of this turn just happened to expose his most defensively weak temple to Ling Lan. Ever since humans have used gene agents to spur the development of the body, their bodies¡¯ vitality and resistance had been strengthened greatly inparison to that of Ling Lan¡¯s previous world 10,000 years ago. Thus, besides the areas of the head and brain, there were no longer any fatal weaknesses on any other part of the body. If Ling Lan wanted to rely on this extremely thin ice needle to give the opponent a death blow at any other part of the body, that was almost impossible. Only by shooting it straight into the head to destroy the other¡¯s brain could it achieve a killing effect. Just like how Ling Lan had killed that Twilight Empire mecha operator on Demonbeast ¡ª using a short wooden needle to pierce through the other¡¯s lower jaw diagonally to prate the brain, killing the opponent by destroying the other¡¯s brain. Otherwise, just purely piercing the throat may not necessarily guarantee the other¡¯s death. Compared to theyers of defense shielding a mecha operator¡¯s head, this three-man team before her, due to their disguise as teachers, had not donned any defense for their heads. This gave Ling Lan the possibility of achieving one-hit kills. Ling Lan¡¯s ice needle was truly too small and thin, and on top of that, she had used the sound of the wind to cover its tracks ¡ª only when the ice needle was no more than 10 millimetres away from the opponent did his expression twist in realisation. No matter how much she tried to hide the attack within the sound of the wind, a Qi-Jin levelbat expert would have a defensive Qi flow around him, so when the attack approached this Qi flow, it would be noticed by the opponent. This was also why Ling Lan had chosen to do a close-range assassination at the start with Xiao Lai. After all, hidden weapons were not very effective against Qi-Jin experts who were on their guard. That person was just about to move his head to dodge the attack, when Ling Lan¡¯s long prepared spiritual attack followed. This time, her spiritual attack was not as intense as the one she had used against Xiao Lai, which could cause someone to fall unconscious directly. Instead, this attack would only concuss the head of the target, making him lose control of his movements, briefly paralyzing the other. It would onlyst for a split second; the target would be back to normal almost immediately . However, this one split second was enough ¡ª with fear and shock, the opponent found that it was toote to dodge! The ice needle plunged soundlessly into the opponent¡¯s temple, leaving no trace except an extremely miniscule red dot where it had entered ... as well as that rictus of horror right before the moment of death! In the meantime, the other two people did not notice that anything had happened. They continued to search ahead, still staying in their triangr formation. But after walking a few steps, they realised that one of their members on one of the corners had trailed behind ... One of the remaining members stopped and shouted out doubtfully, "Xiao Lin, did you find something? Why aren¡¯t you keeping up?" Xiao Lin just continued to stand there unmoving, staring off fixedly at a spot, as if he had found something. The two of remaining members looked at one another, then agreed tacitly to go over to take a look. They carefully made their way over and one of them walked right up to Xiao Lin¡¯s side. He nudged Xiao Lin on the shoulder and said, "Hey, why aren¡¯t you answering?" Unexpectedly, this nudge caused Xiao Lin¡¯s entire body to fall forwards. The two men were shocked ¡ª one of them quickly got into a defensive pose nervously, while the other moved forwards to check on theirpanion, only to find that Xiao Lin had stopped breathing ... "Ahh ... that goddamn bastard, you need to f*ckin¡¯e out and show yourself! What kind of hero attacks from the shadows?! Come fight me one on one if you have the guts!" That person leapt up abruptly, screaming out into the dimly lit forest hysterically. He was thoroughly frightened by this silent and unexpected passing of Xiao Lin. " Xiao Chong 2 , calm down!" the other team member yelled anxiously, looking around warily all the while. The surroundings were quiet and still, not a figure in sight ... "Leader! Leader!" bellowed the hysterical team member, hoping that his team leader would hurry over to investigate the cause of Xiao Lin¡¯s death. However, all that answered him was still silence. Even his leader was nowhere to be seen or heard. The hysterical team member gradually calmed down, but hisplexion also grew increasingly paler. He could not help but think: Could it be that their team leader had also already been killed silently and unexpectedly like this? He shook his head emphatically. No, the leader was so strong and formidable. He definitely wouldn¡¯t be offed by a 13 year old child ... but, was their target really just a 13 year old child? Or perhaps the one behind the deaths of hisrades was not their target at all? Perhaps it was a demon? He thought of thatrge hole in Xiao Lai¡¯s chest that had been created by an unknown weapon, and then looked down again at Xiao Linying on the ground without a mark on him. All he could see was the terrified expression on Xiao Lin¡¯s face, as if he had seen something horrific right before he died ... Chapter 170: Split-Core Twofold Detonation Technique! Chapter 170: Split-Core Twofold Detonation Technique! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Xiao Fei, there was clearly no one around earlier, but Xiao Lin still died, even leaving with such an expression on his face. Our opponent isn¡¯t human!" Although science and technology exined that there were no ghosts and spirits in this world, the bizarre nature of Xiao Lin¡¯s death had still caused Xiao Chong to panic. "Right now, even the leader has disappeared! He must have died at the hands of that terrifying demon too! If we continue to stay here, we¡¯ll definitely die!" Facing such a creepy situation, even a braver man would be affected by fear. "p!" Xiao Fei threw a tight p across Xiao Chong¡¯s face. In reaction, Xiao Chong gaped, expression still anxious, confused, and helpless. "You need to godd*mn calm down!" barked Xiao Fei, "The leader had mentioned that the opponent is good at concealment and assassination, so it¡¯s not surprising that he knows some methods that we cannot understand. But this doesn¡¯t mean he¡¯s invincible!" "Besides, I don¡¯t believe the leader has really been finished off." Xiao Fei knew his leader¡¯s capabilities very well ¡ª if even the leader could not resist, then they would really have no chance of leaving this forest alive. He told himself that he must remain calm. The moment the both of them got caught up in panic, then death would really be at their heels. Xiao Fei¡¯s calm and steady words finally lessened Xiao Chong¡¯s panic. His gaze began to rove, but just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw the bushes about 10 metres behind Xiao Fei burst apart soundlessly. Countless des of grass and leaves shot out like arrows at Xiao Fei¡¯s back. "Watch out!" Xiao Chong¡¯s previous panic was wiped away instantly. A cold light shone from his eyes as he pushed Xiao Fei gently to one side with his left hand. Then, lifting his right hand, he charged towards the bush the attack hade from. A formless st of Qi-Jin, and the grass and leaves flying towards them were instantly obstructed. A muffled "bang!" ¡ª the two invisible forces collided. Xiao Chong¡¯s body was shaken by the st, and he felt the breath and blood in his chest roil ... calmly, he circted the hidden force in his body, and once more gathered the energy at his palms to push out at the opposing force once more ... The addition of this burst of Qi-Jin finally suppressed that formless energy, and the grass and leaves frozen in the air were immediately thrown back from whence they came. Hiding in the opposite direction, when the muffled st rang out, Ling Lan¡¯splexion paled, as if sustaining some great blow. However, her expression did not change and her vision did not waver. She still kept her eyes coolly focused on the other team member, the one who had been pushed aside by Xiao Chong, Xiao Fei. That¡¯s right, her target this time was none other than Xiao Fei. The flying grasses and leaves earlier were indeed her tactic, but that move was just a feint, an intentional attack to lure the attention of Xiao Chong. Although Xiao Chong¡¯s surface panic had looked very real, the invisible bloody aura lingering about them proved that these people were all veterans who were used to bloodshed. How could they be so easily frightened by arade¡¯s unexined death? His performance was undoubtedly meant to lull Ling Lan and try to entice her into attacking. After figuring things out, Ling Lan decided to just y along. Even though she risked getting injured this way, she would obtain another chance to kill off yet another one of her opponents. This was an undoubtedly worthy exchange. Right after Xiao Chong sted away those grasses and leaves, with no hesitation, he stomped on the ground, and using the reaction force generated from it, he pounced towards the area that had been sted apart. Both his palms were thrust forward, formless Qi-Jin behind them as he struck out! Since the formless force hade from this direction, then the opponent must definitely be hiding there! He had caught the killer! Glee shed through Xiao Chong¡¯s eyes. As long as the opponent exposed himself, based on the strength he had sensed from theirst encounter, Xiao Chong was confident that he would definitely be able to kill the other by working together with Xiao Fei. With a loud "Boom!", dirt was thrown up into the air along with shrubbery as the ground was sted apart by the force of his attack. At the end of it, a deep pit of about a metre wide in diameterid before Xiao Chong. "A good opportunity! Explode!" At this moment, Ling Lan, who had been hiding to one side, saw Xiao Chong leave the side of the other team member, and immediately detonated the spiritual power she had nted by Xiao Fei¡¯s side. Ling Lan was not confident that she could kill two Qi-Jin experts at the same time with a spiritual st. Inparison with Xiao Chong¡¯ste stage Qi-Jin strength, Xiao Fei with his early mid-stage Qi-Jin strength was undoubtedly easier to kill. Therefore, from the very start, her target had always been Xiao Fei ¡ª always start from cartge when gnawing on bones 1 , after all. The formless and colourless spiritual power, under Ling Lan¡¯s control, exploded in an instant, creating a massive shockwave aimed straight for Xiao Fei¡¯s brain. Xiao Fei, who had been pushed to one side by Xiao Chong, had already been in defensive mode. His attention was currently focused on Xiao Chong¡¯s attack ¡ª the moment he noticed any sign of the opponent, he would follow up with an attack of his own and help Xiao Chong. However, before he could notice anything, tremors abruptly coursed through his mind. This was a warning signal, an ability of every fighter who managed to enter Qi-Jin stage. Could it be that the opponent was trying tounch a sneak attack on him? This notion had barely passed Xiao Fei¡¯s mind when the hidden force spread out across his body ballooned rapidly ¡ª if anyone or any hidden weapons approached him, he would be able to sense it ... But even as he pulled this defensive action, he felt a formless energy collide with the defensive hidden force on his body ... He felt his Qi-Jin shudder violently, and then waves of dizziness and disorientation invaded his brain. As if from a distance, he felt like he could hear his own Qi-Jin being detonated by that surge of energy. Boom! Boom! Boom! ... These concussive forces were focused on attacking his brain. In the end, he felt his brain sumb to these overwhelming energy surges, and with ast roaring st, it exploded ... he thoroughly descended into darkness and knew no more. On the other side, Xiao Chong, who was attacking the source of the attacking energy, thought that his two Qi-infused palms would force out the killer hiding within the shrubs. However, other than flying dirt and grass, there was no one to be found ... besides the rustling sounds of the trees and nts stirred by the wind, there was nothing else in the surroundings. "Damn it!" Seeing his two palms not having their intended effect, Xiao Chong could not help but curse silently, heart doubtful. Had the killer snuck away in the very moment he hadunched his sneak attack at Xiao Fei? But he had not heard anyone moving at all! Or could it be that that person had never been there to begin with? In that case, then how had that attack been created? Sure enough, Xiao Chong was not as flustered as he had appeared to be. Or, more urately, his previous weak performance was just meant to put the killer hiding in the shadows at ease and get him to attack. He had indeed gotten his wish. The opponent had struck, but the oue was not ideal. He did not manage to frisk out the opponent, which made him even more uncertain and lost than before. He moodily walked back to his teammate¡¯s side. Of course, along the way, he did not forget to stay vignt ¡ª he believed that the killer was still nearby. It was only that the killer had a mysterious way of moving and hiding, causing him to be unable to find an opening, so fear began taking root in his heart. "Xiao Fei, did you find anything?" he asked softly. Xiao Fei had been standing behind him all this while defending, perhaps he had seen something. Unfortunately, there was no response to his question. Sensing something off, Xiao Chong¡¯s expression changed drastically. He rushed over to stand before Xiao Fei and was treated to the sight of Xiao Fei¡¯s wide open eyes staring off sightlessly into the distance. Meanwhile, thin rivulets of blood were flowing ceaselessly from Xiao Fei¡¯s eyes, nose, ears, and mouth ... With just one nce, Xiao Chong could tell that the other was already dead. "Aaaah!!" Xiao Chong howled mournfully. Compared to the other teammates, he and Xiao Fei had grown up together, attended school together, fought their first battle together, and survived together. They were the best of sworn brothers. His death caused Xiao Chong to go utterly berserk ... Hiding within the grass, Ling Lan¡¯s current condition was not optimistic either. Her face was as white as paper ¡ª thatst spiritual st had undoubtedly drained her spiritual power. Not only that, a spiritual st was also an attack which extracted a heavy toll on oneself even as it dealt great damage to the opponent 2 . Moreover, the attack she used this time ¡ª the split-core twofold detonation technique ¡ª actually had an even higher requirement than a regr spiritual st, with a correspondingly higher damage output. Though the power of a spiritual st was indeed very strong, it had a weakness ¡ª after it was activated once, the user would not be able to umte spiritual power again for a short period to continue attacking. Thus, if Ling Lan used a spiritual st to attract the opponent¡¯s attention, then she would have no way of immediately gathering spiritual strength again tounch another sneak attack. In order to sessfully kill off one of her opponents, she could only take a risk and use the split-core twofold detonation technique. The split-core twofold detonation technique was an area-of-effect technique. It split her spiritual power into two portions, which could then be detonated separately to attack a target. The immense turbulence caused by the twofold sts of spiritual power could instantly destroy anything tangible or intangible within a certain range. Ling Lan knew well that that missing team leader was most certainly on his way here. There was no time for her to continue wasting; she needed to finish off these two people before the team leader arrived. Otherwise, up against that leader at the peak of Qi-Jin, Ling Lan had no confidence she would be able to stand up to him even one-on-one, much less if the other still had a helper remaining. Ling Lan believed that, by using the split-core twofold detonation technique, she would definitely be able to kill off at least one of her opponents. And in reality, Ling Lan had done it. However, the cost was also very high. Not only was her spiritual power depleted, her head ached fiercely, feeling as if it were splitting apart, causing her to feel like puking. Even her physical body sustained a little damage. The only blessing was, setting her spiritual power aside, herbat ability had not been decreased by much. "Boss, you cannot use any more spiritual power." Checking on Ling Lan¡¯s condition, Little Four spoke up to caution her, "Forcefully using any more will cause irreparable long-term damage to your spiritual self." "Understood!" replied Ling Lan. Her gaze was fixed on the grieving and berserk Xiao Chong. His aura had started to fluctuate; this was undoubtedly a good time to attack ... Since she already had no way of using spiritual attacks anymore, then all she could do was charge in. With a strong push of her arms, she flew like an arrow towards Xiao Chong who was still howling mournfully up into the sky. At the same time, a cone-shaped icicle appeared in her hands, and in a split second, she was at the opponent¡¯s back. In fact, Ling Lan already long knew that the so-called innate talents from spiritual mutation actually had very little to do with how strong one¡¯s spiritual power was. It was just that the innate talents possessed by a body required spiritual power to trigger. Although Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power was depleted, she still had the tiny bit of spiritual power needed to activate Ice Affinity to make this small icicle ... At that moment, the wailing Xiao Chong abruptly turned around. He red at Ling Lan with bloodshot eyes and shouted, "You¡¯ve finally appeared!" Chapter 171: I Want to Live! Chapter 171: I Want to Live! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The opponent¡¯s hand unerringly grasped hold of Ling Lan¡¯s right hand which was stabbing towards him, a savage smile appearing on his lips. It¡¯s a trap! Ling Lan realised instantly that the other¡¯s unstable aura and his frenzied wailing had all been a sham ¡ª all for the sake of getting her to attack! A piercing glint shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. Regardless of whether the other had done this intentionally or not, at this moment, there was no longer any possibility of a sneak attack. Defenceless, an unexpected spiritual charge could indeed cause a target to lose control of their actions for a brief second, allowing her to carry off a one-hit kill. However, once the opponent had their guard up, then a spiritual charge, which was not very strong, would not be able to cause the opponent to lose control. Consecutive assassinations had thoroughly raised her opponents¡¯ guard, which was also why Ling Lan had chosen to use a spiritual st instead of a spiritual charge when she had killed Xiao Fei. Thus, for this attack, she had had no choice but to try her luck in a direct confrontation. She only hoped that she could at least deal heavy damage to the opponent, if she could not kill him, before the team leader arrived, so he would be unable to continue fighting. Although Ling Lan¡¯s right hand was in the opponent¡¯s grip, she reacted extremely quickly. Her left hand abruptly swept towards the other¡¯s neck, and at the tips of her fingers, an extremely small and thin ice needle was revealed. Against an opponent at the same level of Qi-Jin, even an ice needle, which did not look that sturdy, could give the opponent a fatal wound. His brief but full-on contact with Ling Lan let Xiao Chong know that this seemingly 13 year old youth before him was actually at a simr level of strength as him. He was also a Qi-Jin levelbat expert. Thus, Xiao Chong did not dare to take any risks. With a forceful spring of his legs, he dodged that glittering, cold ice needle of the opponent. But in doing so, his right hand had no choice but to let go of Ling Lan. He thought that the opponent would take the chance to escape ¡ª most assassins who were proficient in the various methods of assassination would choose to distance themselves immediately if their attempt failed. Thus, right after he dodged the other¡¯s ice needle, he came to an abrupt stop, aiming to stop the other when he tried to escape. Regaining free use of her right hand, Ling Lan did not run away as he expected; instead, she chose to get even closer, throwing out a fierce elbow in his direction. Because Xiao Chong had chosen to stop, he had no room at all to dodge again. He had no choice but to cross his arms and forcefully take the opponent¡¯s blow. An audible thud! Both sides had used their full strength ¡ª when the two hidden forces collided, loud explosions could be heard. As Xiao Chong had blocked Ling Lan¡¯s attack in a hurry, his Qi had not been as substantial as Ling Lan¡¯s. Xiao Chong felt his feet be unsteady, and stumbled back three consecutive steps before the force he had received faded. Even so, he felt a heaviness in his chest as his Qi roiled, and he almost threw up a mouthful of blood. During the collision, Ling Lan¡¯s face drained of its colour. However, she had indisputably won the upper hand in this encounter. So, pressing her advantage, she closed the gap as the other retreated, once again getting up close and personal. "Godd*mmit!" Xiao Chong had yet to find his footing when he saw the opponent attacking once more. Swearing loudly, he did not choose to dodge this time, but instead clenched his fists and struck out fiercely at the opponent. He just knew that offense was the best defense ¡ª otherwise, he would forever be passively defending against the other¡¯s attacks,pletely losing the chance to fight back. Ling Lan saw the opponent¡¯s fisting at her, but did not evade it. Instead, she used her left hand to intercept the opponent¡¯s punch, and then, her right fist swung out ... A sh of joy passed through Xiao Chong¡¯s gaze. Simrly, his left hand intercepted Ling Lan¡¯s fist, and the two of them were instantly in a deadlock. Undoubtedly, Ling Lan¡¯s choice this time was advantageous to Xiao Chong. From his initial passive disadvantaged position, he had now risen to be on equal footing with Ling Lan again. Right then, Ling Lan¡¯s entire body leaned backwards, and a trace of a smirk yed on the corners of her lips ... "Not good!" Warning bells began to ring in Xiao Chong¡¯s heart. Without having to think about it, he retreated swiftly, trying to dodge the threat. But it was already toote ¡ª he felt a heavy force striking his abdomen, and then he was sent flying backwards. In mid-air, a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth. Ling Lan had used the move she was extremely proficient in by now ¡ª Rabbit Sky Leap. Now, her Rabbit Sky Leap no longer had a mere strength increase of 3 times, but 7. Rabbit Sky Leap was definitely a great skill; its power was formidable and it was extremely subtle. Unfortunately, this skill could not be used consecutively. Because the recoil from executing the Rabbit Sky Leap was too strong, Ling Lan¡¯s body could not take the repeated battering of this force. She needed some time to recover before using it again, otherwise it would be too easy for Ling Lan¡¯s legs to be permanently damaged. Even though Xiao Chong had already achieved thete stage of Qi-Jin, bearing the full measure of this powerful kicking force, he was still injured badly. About to hit the ground, Ling Lan twisted to one side and pped her right hand against the ground to push herself upright again, once again flying towards Xiao Chong. She swung a long readied fist. Subtle vibrations could be seen running through Ling Lan¡¯s right arm, being transmitted to her fist. This was abat special skill she had redeemed with honour points from the learning space early on ¡ª¡ª Wave Stacking Strike! Wave Stacking Strike stacked the body¡¯s hidden forceyer byyer onto one¡¯s fist. From just 2yers at the start, Ling Lan could now stack up to 6yers, which meant that she could attack a target with up to 6 times her normal Qi-Jin. Ling Lan knew very well that a woman¡¯s physical strength was naturally weaker than a man¡¯s ¡ª to be strong in her own right, besides needing to make sure herbat skills were better than herpetitors, she simrly could not lose in terms of strength to those men. In order to make up for this natural deficit, in choosing her techniques, she leant towards those skills which involved power stacking. This was a reason why she had redeemed the Wave Stacking Strike from the learning space. Xiao Chong saw the opponent¡¯s fist hurtling towards him and he grimaced. In the air, he had no way to change directions and dodge, and so could only take the blow. With a shout, he threw out his own fist, prepared to duke it out with Ling Lan. A loud "Boom!" The two Qi-Jins crashed into one another and the energy swept outwards in a ring. The surrounding trees could not take this powerful force; they all began to lean towards the outside, and a countless number just broke apart under the pressure to fly out. "Wah!" In mid-air, Xiao Chong once again spewed ance of blood. He was thrown backwards at a speed greater than before. Only when he mmed violently into arge tree did his body stop moving. He slowly slid down the tree trunk to kneel on the ground! Meanwhile, the tree he had mmed into had clear cracks spreading out on its bark where he hadnded ¡ª it was obvious how forcefully he had mmed into it. In the meeting of the two fists, although Ling Lan had the initiative as well as the support of the Wave Stacking Strike, she still sustained damage. Being thrown backwards, she stumbled two or three steps back and threw up a mouthful of blood. Only then did the roiling of her blood and Qi settle down enough for her to suppress her difort. "Gotta take your life while you¡¯re down!" Seeing the opponent already at a critically injured state, onlycking one final blow to end things, Ling Lan showed no mercy. She stepped forwards once more, pouncing like an arrow at the opponent, throwing a palm out at the same time. The moment she finished off the opponent, Ling Lan would once again conceal herself andy low to wait for her final opponent, the team leader! Just as Ling Lan stuck out her palm, her heart throbbed abruptly, a never before encountered sense of danger stealing into her mind ... unknowingly, heaven knows when, a thinyer of fog had drifted to her side. "Not good! He¡¯s here!" rm bells rang in Ling Lan¡¯s mind. Her palm abruptly changed directions to strike at the ground, and using that rebound, she retreated with a backflip. Then, as nned, her legs stomped firmly on the ground, sending her body flying at lightspeed into the distance, instantly disappearing from the area. Ling Lan who had flown over 100 metres away in an instant suddenly felt her body being struck forcefully. Blood sprayed from her mouth, and her body plummeted uncontrobly to crash heavily into the ground. At this moment, behind Ling Lan, a plume of thick fog appeared. Then, a figure emerged from within it ¡ª it was the missing team leader. "Who knew that in just 5 minutes, you managed to kill Xiao Lin and Xiao Fei. Even Xiao Chong almost could not escape your lethal grasp," said the team leader, expression frigid, "You are indeed a dangerous character." Ling Lan¡¯s internal Qi-Jin had been scattered by thatst strike. Right now, her limbs were lifeless, but she did not want to give up. So, she slowly forced herself to climb off the ground and stand up straight. Using the back of a hand to wipe away the blood stains at the corner of her mouth, she said bitterly, "A Domain fighter!" Although the opponent had just entered the Domain stage, this difference of one stage made Ling Lan unable to bear even one attack from the other. "Your luck is truly great, actually having a breakthrough on site." This also exined why the other had taken up to 5 minutes toe. It was likely that the opponent had been in the middle of his breakthrough in this time, and so could not rush over. "This is still thanks to you, otherwise I would not have been able to find the catalyst to breakthrough," huffed the team leader. The death of hisrades caused him to be unbearably agonised, leading his already peak Qi-Jin to quake violently, coincidentally causing cracks to appear on the shackled barrier on his development. Initially, he was thinking to finish off the other before finding a ce to focus on his breakthrough, but unexpectedly, when he activated his innate talent, he found himself already deep in the process of breakthrough. This made him have no choice but to continue with his breakthrough, which was why he was dyed by 5 minutes, causing him to lose two morerades. The joy of breaking through could not make up for the pain of losing arade ¡ª this was why his hate for Ling Lan ran even deeper. He did not give Ling Lan any chance to continue talking. With a quick sh, he had appeared in front of Ling Lan and was reaching out towards Ling Lan¡¯s neck. Ling Lan tried to dodge the other¡¯s hand, but found her body pinned in ce by an invisible force, sealing away her ability to move. She could only watch helplessly as the opponent easily wrapped his fingers around her neck. The team leader effortlessly carried Ling Lan by the neck as he headed back to where Xiao Chong was. The opponent¡¯s strength almost suffocated Ling Lan to death. Although she did not know why the opponent did not just kill her directly, the desire to continue living made Ling Lan secretly run through her Qi exercises, hoping to recover her Qi-Jin quicker and win an opportunity to live. The team leader very quickly arrived back where Xiao Chongy. He threw Ling Lan to one side and bent over to check on Xiao Chong¡¯s condition. Only then did he let out a breath of relief. Although Xiao Chong¡¯s injuries were severe, he wasn¡¯t dead, and so could be considered lucky. He took out a tube of medicinal agent from the bag at his waist and fed it to Xiao Chong. Very quickly, Xiao Chong regained consciousness. Seeing his leader, his eyes turned red and he said, "Leader, Xiao Lin and Xiao Fei are dead." They had been theirrades! On the battlefield, they had not died at the hands of enemy soldiers, but lost their lives here in amon mission to a child ... Xiao Chong found this hard to ept. With simrly red eyes, the team leader nced at the bodies of Xiao Lin and Xiao Fei lying not too far away and said quietly, "Xiao Chong, I¡¯m sorry. I still camete in the end." Xiao Chong shakily shook his head, "You can¡¯t be med, Leader, that bastard is just too despicable!" That said, his expression shifted and he asked, panicked, "Where¡¯s the bastard?" The leader threw a nce at the immobile Ling Lan sitting to one side and said coldly, "I caught him. In a bit, we¡¯ll use his blood to honour our fallenrades." Hearing this, Xiao Chong nodded his head vigorously. He pushed himself to his feet and slowly made his way to stand before Ling Lan. Grabbing her roughly by the throat, he dragged her to the ce where Xiao Lin¡¯s and Xiao Fei¡¯s bodiesy. Meanwhile, the team leader took the time to bring the body of Xiao Lai over from his ce of death, setting him down together with Xiao Lin and Xiao Fei. "Xiao Lin, Xiao Fei, Xiao Lai, watch carefully, this is the culprit who killed you all. Now, I will send him over to your world ... you all must take proper revenge." As the team leader spoke, silent tears began to fall from his eyes. What he had originally considered a simple and minor mission, had actually ended up with him being separated from his brothers by the boundaries of life and death. In his deep regret, he also hated Ling Lan for his viciousness. He abruptly turned his head and said stonily, "Xiao Chong, kill him!" "Yes, Leader!" Xiao Chong¡¯s visage was gruesome as his fingers on Ling Lan¡¯s throat clenched forcefully. Ling Lan felt as if she could hear the bones of her neck straining under the pressure, about to shatter ... was she really about to die here? Ling Lan wanted to struggle, she wanted to resist ... but her body was still locked tightly, unable to make any motion to resist. Ling Lan knew that this was probably a manifestation of the opponent¡¯s Domain ¡ª the opponent was not going to give her any chance to escape. D*mmit! I want to live, I want to live! Right before Ling Lan descended into unconsciousness, she roared in her heart! Chapter 172: Domain Stage? Chapter 172: Domain Stage? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Die!" Xiao Chong bellowed, his fingers moving to crush the opponent¡¯s throat. But suddenly, he felt his fingers go weak, his entire body feeling somewhat numb and cold. He almost lost his grip on the opponent¡¯s neck ¡ª fortunately, the opponent was already powerless and unable to struggle, otherwise he might very likely have let the opponent escape. Could it be that his previous internal injury had affected him? Xiao Chong had just begun to puzzle over the issue when all his confusion was driven away by a wrenching pain in his chest. He instinctively looked down and was immediately petrified. The first thing he saw was a fair and soft-looking little hand, and in it was a strong-looking heart, still beating ... whose heart was it? Immediately after, his entire face twisted in shock and fear, because he saw that a bloody hole had appeared on his chest. Right then, fresh blood was gushing out from the hole ¡ª not only staining his own clothes, but also painting the plot ofnd he stood on in red ... Meanwhile, the small figure standing before him remained spotless. Before any blood could spray onto the other, it would be repelled, as if there was some sphere protecting him. Xiao Chong¡¯s vision once more returned to the heart in that little hand, and his mouth was unbearably dry and bitter. So that vigorous thing was his heart? When had his heart been pulled out from inside his body? And he hadn¡¯t felt anything when it happened? At that moment, another fair and soft-looking little hand touched his wrist and gently pushed his hand away. Only then did Xiao Chong notice that he wasn¡¯t gripping onto the other¡¯s throat at all. There had been a distance of several millimetres between his fingers and the opponent¡¯s throat ... he just had not realised it. After the little hand pushed away his fingers, it lightly patted his cheek. The initially icy and youthful little face of his opponent actually shifted into a smile. The smile was sweet and lovely, making Xiao Chong feel as if he had seen the sun, blindingly radiant yet so warm that people yearned for it. "You can die now!" However, what followed the warmth of the sun was only cruel reality. When this merciless murmur was delivered from behind this beautiful smile, Xiao Chong heard a ¡¯st¡¯, as if something had been crushed. He instinctively looked towards the sound, and then found his entire body gripped by wrenching pain, and his life quickly slipped away. It turned out that his heart had been crushed by that little hand. He even saw the opponent¡¯s fingers pinch and rub it tastelessly for a bit before throwing away the shredded meat with a flick. The opponent¡¯s hand then immediately returned to its original pristine condition, not even a speck of blood on it, as if its crushing of the heart had all been in Xiao Chong¡¯s mind. Even scarier was the fact that although the opponent had obviously beenmitting a horrifying and disgusting thing, the opponent seemed to see it as normal. In his gaze were traces of mockery, taunting, and curiosity ¡ª but there was no difort or disgust whatsoever, as if the other had long be used to doing such things. This sort of carefree attitude in ying around with others¡¯ lives made Xiao Chong feel as if he had been plunged into icy water, his entire body turning cold ... a demon, he was most definitely a demon! "Leader ..." Arduously, Xiao Chong turned his head to look towards his team leader standing at the left to the front of him, as if trying to warn his leader that a demon hade. Domain stagebat experts were extremely sensitive to being watched. The team leader quickly turned his head and saw Xiao Chong¡¯s gruesome and tortured expression. His expression shifted and he swiftly retreated, pulling a distance away from Ling Lan and Xiao Chong. It wasn¡¯t that he did not want to save Xiao Chong, but Xiao Chong¡¯s gaze was clearly telling him to run. This made the team leader have no choice but to be cautious and try to figure out the situation before making a decision. As he pulled away from the two, he could finally see Xiao Chong¡¯s condition. Both of Xiao Chong¡¯s eyes had turned greyish white, utterly dead and lifeless ¡ª he had used up thest of his life to warn his team leader. The leader¡¯s eyes became awash with red, a dark rage sweeping briefly across his face, "Godd*mn, you actually managed to break the bindings of my Domain?" To prevent any idents, he had specially used his Domain ability to fully seal Ling Lan¡¯s movements, guaranteeing no chance of failure. Who knew he had still underestimated Ling Lan in the end. The opponent had actually managed to break his binding and even kill off his only remaining team member Xiao Chong right before his eyes. This caused him to be both livid and extremely regretful at the same time ¡ª he should have just killed the other immediately when he had first caught him, and not brought him back here. Still smiling radiantly, Ling Lan prodded Xiao Chong who was in front of her with a finger, and then, with a thud, Xiao Chong¡¯s stocky body crashed onto the ground. Only then did the team leader see the cause of Xiao Chong¡¯s death. There was arge hole in his chest, blood still flowing from it, and the team leader could also see the mangled bloody flesh on the ground near it. His entire face twisted up, and he cried out, "You¡¯re vicious!" Hearing this, Ling Lan lightly waggled a finger in front of her and said with a grin, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you¡¯re wrong. This is not being vicious, but creating a masterpiece. Look at his lovely expression ... normally, you won¡¯t ever see such a lovely expression." Ling Lan¡¯s smile grew wider. "You should thank me, for letting you see such a rare visage." "Demon!" howled the team leader, "I¡¯ll definitely kill you!" Even as the team leader was filled with hate for Ling Lan, he hated himself for not just killing off this evil demon straightaway back then. "Kill me? Can you kill me?" Ling Lanughed and shook her head. The opponent¡¯s ignorant words were somewhat hrious from her perspective. Her force of presence abruptly rose significantly, a terrifying and immense wave of pressure descending upon this little forest. The team leader¡¯s face fell and he could not help but exim, "Domain stage!" The team leader¡¯s words had barely faded when he shook his head emphatically, face filled with disbelief. "This is impossible. He can¡¯t have jumped levels to advance into Domain stage. It¡¯s not true, this is definitely a lie ..." He tried to convince himself that what he felt from the other¡¯s terrifying presence earlier on was just an illusion. Frankly, the team leader had reason to doubt what he felt. The further one progressed, the more crucial it became to take things a step at a time. In particr, after entering the Refinement stage, every increase in level was built on the umtion of one¡¯s foundations. It was extremely rare for a cross-level advancement to ur, especially for the Qi-Jin stage, where every increase in level needed the umtion of years of hard work. Take the leader for example, he had been stuck at the optimal peak level of Qi-Jin for a whole 10 years. Although the Domain stage was just a small step away, he had just never found the right catalyst. If hisrades had not died silently one after another before him, causing his emotions to churn and destabilize his internal energy, which unexpectedly then led to the catalyst of his advancement, he might have lingered on the optimal peak level of Qi-Jin for god knows how many more years ... His advancement had had a certain element of serendipity to it. Still, it wasn¡¯t strange ¡ª after all, he had already been at the optimal peak level of Qi-Jin; advancement was the natural and logical next step. However, this was not the case for the opponent. When he had exchanged that one move with the opponent, he had learned that the other had already achieved the peak level of Qi-Jin, but was still two ranks away from achieving the optimal peak level. These simple two minor ranks were impossible to ovee without 3 to 5 years of effort ¡ª how had he jumped straight into Domain stage in one leap? Besides that, the Domain auraing from the opponent was clearly thicker and more substantial than his, just as if the opponent had already entered Domain stage for many years. This was not something an expert who had just entered Domain stage should have ¡ª this waspletely illogical! "It wasn¡¯t easy to cultivate such a little abnormality, and it was almost ruined at your hands. Just thinking of this, my mood is just terrible. I am not happy at all." Although Ling Lan was saying that she wasn¡¯t happy, the smile on her face did not dim in the slightest, instead bing increasingly brighter. But it was precisely this radiant sunny smile which caused chills to run through the team leader¡¯s heart, a never before experienced sense of danger looming in his heart. "What do you mean?" asked the team leader cautiously. He was naturally very confused right now, somehow just unable tomunicate with this seemingly rather insane child before him. Ling Lan sighed softly, twirling her hair behind her ear gently with a finger, and said with a smile, "Even if I tell you, you won¡¯t understand ... it looks like there isn¡¯t much time left, let¡¯s finish things quickly." That said, he muttered softly to himself, "This lousy body, actually being unable to sustain my emergence for 3 minutes, how horrible ... Number Nine, put more effort into it in future and train up this little fellow¡¯s body. Make her just a bit stronger." Inside the mindspace, expression stony, Number Nine warned, "Stop talking nonsense. Still not finishing off the opponent? Do you really want Ling Lan¡¯s body to break down because of your dithering?" Number Nine was very unhappy. Number One had clearly asked her to go handle the opponent, but this punk Number Five had rushed ahead and snatched the initiative. If she were not afraid that forcefully taking control away from Number Five would elerate the copse of Ling Lan¡¯s body, she would definitely never let him continue to be in control. Number Nine¡¯s strength was the weakest among the nine instructors. Initially, if she had taken control of Ling Lan¡¯s body, she would be able tost for at least 7 to 8 minutes; but because of Number Five¡¯s insubordination, rushing out on his own, the time limit was shortened to 3 minutes before it would break down. After all, Number Five¡¯s power was just too much for Ling Lan¡¯s current physical body to support. It should be known that the greater the difference between the strength of the person in control and that of the host¡¯s, the greater the damage to the host. If Number One took control of Ling Lan¡¯s body, it probably would take less than a second for Ling Lan¡¯s body to copsepletely. "Fine, being able to juste out for a while is already good enough." Number Five felt that he shouldn¡¯t be too greedy now ... if Ling Lan¡¯s roots were really harmed, he would definitely be pummelled so hard by Big Bro Number One that he would not be able to take care of his daily life 1 , and at worst, his consciousness might just be wiped outpletely. A shudder ran through Number Five¡¯s body, some fear swirling in his heart. He had just wanted toe out and see their host¡¯s world, somehow forgetting about his terrifying big bro. Number Five decided to finish the fight in a few seconds, and then immediately go turn himself in to Big Bro for punishment. So, his fingers flicked lightly, and an invisible force nketed the area for several li. The team leader felt as if he had been congealed in a thick liquid ¡ª every move he tried to make required the strength of nine bulls and two tigers 2 . "Activate Domain!" The team leader decisively activated his Domain, dispelling the pressure the opponent was forcing upon his body. Furthermore, his body began to be blurred and unfocused as the surrounding forest began to be thick with fog, and then his entire person disappeared within the fog. Seeing this, Number Five¡¯s lips curved up into a smile and he said with a chuckle, "This innate talent ... interesting!" That said, he closed his eyes, as if listening intently for something, but also as if unconcerned by what was happening. Chapter 173: What Kind of Personages? Chapter 173: What Kind of Personages? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Suddenly, the thin and wispy fog behind him became substantial, and a sharp de pierced towards Ling Lan¡¯s back. Number Five seemed oblivious ¡ª the de punching right through to burst out of Ling Lan¡¯s chest, but strangely enough, the wound caused by the de did not bleed at all. It was just as if the leader had stabbed a fake person. "Not good!" From the feedback of sensation from his hand, the team leader knew that he had been duped. This figure before him was not a real person ¡ª stabbing it did not feel at all like stabbing through blood and flesh, but like stabbing a person made of straw ... Just when the leader was about to turn into fog once more, he suddenly noticed that countless transparent thin lines had appeared around him, gathering to form a to wrap around his entire body. His shift into fog was interrupted, and his body was securely bound. "Ah! Explode!" The team leader was naturally unwilling to just give up and be caught; the Qi-Jin of his body suddenly detonated. Although the transparent thin lines were dense and numerous, they were fortunately not very sturdy. They broke apart one after another under the force of the team leader¡¯s exploding Qi-Jin, and the leader took the chance to struggle out of the web around him. Still, because he had failed in turning into fog, his entire body was now real and tangible. "What Domain is this?" The team leader¡¯s face changed subtly; he had never before seen such a Domain, which was actually able to set up such an all-epassing within this area. "Oh, this is just a type of Domain modification ..." answered Number Five carelessly. With that reply, his figure instantly turned into a bundle of grass and twigs, breaking apart to drift on the wind. Very quickly, not too far from the leader, the grasses suddenly grew at an insane speed, shooting up and weaving together into one entity, finally changing into the appearance of Ling Lan. "nt Replication?" The team leader was startled, and then, as if thinking of something, his expression changed drastically. "Could your spiritual mutation be nt Maniption?" In a forest, encountering a strong fighter with a nt Maniption mutation was undoubtedly the scariest thing. This was because the forest would enhance nt Maniption ¡ª this would be just like entering the opponent¡¯s territory; the opponent¡¯s attack coulde from any space or angle. "nt Maniption? What an interesting way of saying things ..." Number Five said with a grin. He did not have the time or mood to exin things to the opponent, and besides, Number Nine was staring intently at him in the mindspace, clearly afraid he would go overboard in ying around. Number Five did not want to offend the other, just so she would not go andin to Big Bro Number One. So, he shouted lightly but crisply, "Net, Form!" The ce where the team leader stood was suddenly overgrown by nts, rapidly meshing into arge, enveloping his entire person within it ... The team leader naturally did not just stay still and wait to be captured. He tried to turn into fog once again, but just as he activated his Diffusion Domain, his entire body spasmed with pain, and then his entire body was petrified, no longer able to move. Only at this moment did he notice that therge was not just purely arge, but also a fearsome weapon made of countless blood-sucking poisonous vines. The toxins of the poisonous vines caused him to instantly lose his mobility, and its horrific blood-sucking speed made him feel as if the blood in his body was disappearing rapidly. He felt his energy disappearing, and began to feel lightheaded from the loss of blood. Gradually, he felt unbearably cold ... until he finally descended into ice-cold darkness ... "Retract ..." Number Five sensed that the prey had already lost all signs of life, and so recalled all of the poisonous vines covering the opponent¡¯s body. The vines swiftly sank into the ground, and when the leader¡¯s entire body was revealed, it had already astoundingly be a dry corpse, not a single drop of water left within it. "Alright, you can scram now," said Number Nine curtly in the mindspace, clearly in a bad temper. Number Five just smiled without retorting. In the learning space, Number Five would not argue against the words of only two people ... one of them was Number One ¡ª his overwhelming strength gave him no chance to fight back. And while Number Nine¡¯s strength was the weakest, for some unknown reason, Number Five just could not work up the interest to turn against Number Nine, or even think of revenge or anything like that ... Number Five just attributed this phenomena to Number Nine and Number One both being of the cold ckfaced line, and that he just seemed to be helpless against their type. Without putting up any resistance, Number Five gave control of Ling Lan¡¯s body over to Number Nine. Number Nine did a quick check of Ling Lan¡¯s body, and the expression on her face turned even colder. "Number Five, you¡¯ve godd*mn gone too far with your games." Even if Number Nine¡¯s personality was calmer, when she saw the state Ling Lan¡¯s body was in, she could no longer maintain her calm. She could not help but roar like an enraged mother tiger. It turned out that Number Five¡¯s use of his Domain had afflicted Ling Lan¡¯s muscles with varying degrees of injury. By Number Nine¡¯s estimations, Ling Lan definitely would not be able to regain her primordial Qi without a year and a half or so going by. This filled Number Nine¡¯s heart with regret and sympathy, and her rage and disgust at the primary culprit Number Five grew even deeper. Seeing Number Nine¡¯s enraged demeanour, Number Five gingerly rubbed his nose. Sigh, mother tigers protecting their cubs should never be disturbed ... he had better run away quickly! Number Five very gutlessly slinked away from the mind-space back to his own area in the learning space, concealing himself. Seeing Number Five slipping away so irresponsibly, although Number Nine was still infuriated, she knew that she still needed to help Ling Lan clean things up. So, she could only let Number Five off for now. Still, Number Nine was determined that once she returned to the learning space, she would definitely seek out Big Brother Number One andin, and get him to teach Number Five a good lesson. Number Nine suppressed the emotional upheaval in her heart, and focused on getting rid of the five bodies and destroying the evidence. Number Nine¡¯s innate talent was Cold me ¡ª she only needed to get a bit of it onto her target¡¯s flesh or blood, and the me would never stop until it had turned the target into ash and dust. It should be said that among the instructors¡¯ innate talents, hers was the scariest, but it was unfortunately not suitable for bing a mecha operator. This was one of her never-ending regrets. In the Mandora star system, the human body had already evolved till an apex. The humans there were extremely strong ¡ª each punch or p was capable of causing massive damage. Especially after their innate talents awakened, they would only be stronger, absolutely capable of breaking the order of humanity. However, the Mandora star system was not at all afraid of the fearsome oue of this human evolution. This was because they possessed mecha which were even more frightening than the strongest human after evolution. As long as a mecha was present, even the strongest human would have no way of resisting. Let¡¯s put it this way. Only one Domain stage expert would appear out of a poption of several hundred million, but they would be helpless in front of a Refinement stage special-ss mecha operator. The outer shells of mecha were equipped with all sorts of advanced technology, allowing them to be capable of withstanding extreme temperatures, both high and low. They even had various types of energy shields which were capable of resisting all manners of awakened innate talents. A human would just have no way of harming an operator inside a mecha. Not just that, the weapons and the firepower of the mecha themselves were truly fearsome ¡ª all sorts of powerful wide-range attack missiles ... even a Domain stage expert would be helpless against them. Regardless of how strong one¡¯s body was, or how fast one¡¯s speed was, it would still be no match for a mecha¡¯s speed and resilience. There was just no way ofpeting against the frenzied sts of these firearms. This was why no matter how much humans evolved, this was still ultimately a world ruled by mecha. In particr, the emergence of biomecha was just an unexinable bug for humans. Number Nine swiftly cleared the scene. She then lifted her head to look out into the distance ¡ª several strong presences were approaching, but they were toote. All the evidence here had already been destroyed at her hands. With a sh, Number Nine disappeared silently from the forest. She had not disappeared for long when several teachers with strong auras appeared in this patch of forest. It turned out that although the sh between Number Five¡¯s and the team leader¡¯s Domains had only spanned several brief moments, the fearsome pressure of Domains had still been sensed by other experts of the same stage. The unfamiliar presences stirred their curiosity and confusion, and so they hade to check things out. Unfortunately, they had still arrived toote. Other than the aftermath of battle and the bits of aura which had yet to fully dissipate, there was nothing to be found. "Honourable Dean!" A figure appeared on a tree branch; it was the dean of the Central Scout Academy. The teachers present all quickly greeted him. "Su Qing, sense and see if you can find out what kind of personages we¡¯re dealing with?" asked the dean, brows furrowed, to one of the teachers. Su Qing¡¯s Domain was Induction ¡ª he could determine the characteristics and abilities of a target¡¯s Domain from lingering presence signatures, and with that, find out who had been here. Typically, the Federation would have records on the Domains of the various known Domain masters from all countries. The dean was extremely conscious about the inexplicable appearance of Domain masters here. Mind you, right now was the crucial period when two grades were engaged in a grand armed melee ¡ª if any idents were to happen, it would be a disaster. The Domain masters who appeared here without warning ... were they hostile? If they were hostile, or were perhaps infiltrators from an enemy nation, here to cause trouble ... if massive casualties were incurred among the children at the academy, the dean would have let down the Federation¡¯s trust in him, and he would be unable to face the guardians who had entrusted their children to the academy. Su Qing heard the dean¡¯s instruction and quickly responded, "Yes, Dean!" With a quick flip, hended on the ground, and then activated his Domain ... Very soon, confusion rose on Su Qing¡¯s face. In a sh, he was back at the dean¡¯s side, where he then asked softly, "Sir Dean, there are three different types of Domain signatures. There is a majority of a water element type, so one of the Domain masters probably has a water element ability ... but I can¡¯t see obvious signs of water in the remains of the battle ... it is possible that the other¡¯s ability is some variation of the element of water ..." It had to be said that Su Qing¡¯s deductions were extremely urate ¡ª the team leader¡¯s Diffusion was, in fact, a variation of a water element ability. At this point, Su Qing paused, the confusion on her face bing even clearer. "As for the other two signatures, they¡¯re very strange. I can only say I¡¯ve never sensed this type of strange signature before ... Besides giving me an impression of great strength, I can¡¯t figure out anything else. If I had to find a way to describe it, I can only say that one of the signatures gives me a sense of endless emptiness, while the other has an extreme sense of dissonance ..." The dean was also befuddled by Su Qing¡¯s descriptions, but he still managed to glean that Su Qing had been unable to identify the information of the other two Domain masters. So, he asked, "Leave those two aside for now. Can you find a Domain master that somehow fits the first signature?" Chapter 174: A Fearsome Ability! Chapter 174: A Fearsome Ability! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Our own Federation¡¯s Lieutenant General Proteus, the Old Beast of the Northeastern Muqi elite family, King Makino of the Twilight Empire, and General Raye of Dosa. A little further out, those such as Queen Helen of the Aoya Alliance, the Water Sage of the Southstar Gxy, and the Frost Monarch of the Chaotic Lands all have simr Domain abilities," Su Qing listed all the renowned masters of the entire human world who fit the conditions. "Simr? Then that means they are all not the one ..." The dean caught what Su Qing implied. "Yes, although these masters¡¯ Domain abilities are extremely simr to what I sensed, they are merely simr." Su Qing knew very well that those masters¡¯ Domain abilities were still distinctly different. "In other words, this is a Domain master who has yet to be registered ..." The furrow of the dean¡¯s brows grew even deeper. "Su Qing, in your opinion, could this be some Domain masters intentionally hidden away by an enemy nation? A scheme targeting our Federation?" Su Qing was silent. The dean¡¯s worries were not made in jest ¡ª ever since the Twilight Empire set a trap which managed to kill the Federation¡¯s god-ss operator Major General Ling Xiao, weakening the Federation¡¯s deterrent power by a whole three levels, anything could be possible. However, after some thought, Su Qing opened his mouth to say, "It¡¯s also possible it¡¯s just some newly advanced Domain masters. We just haven¡¯t received their information, that¡¯s all." This would be the optimal oue, but Su Qing was not optimistic about it. This was because one newly advanced Domain master was still possible, but three mysterious Domain masters appearing without warning at the same time? This was clearly a little too much of a stretch. The dean also knew this well. After a beat of silence, he continued to ask, "Can you find out the whereabouts of the targets now?" No matter what motives these visitors had, they needed to locate them as soon as possible ¡ª it was best to take control of the initiative. Hearing this, Su Qingughed dryly and said, "Sir Dean, you¡¯ve forgotten that I¡¯m not good at tracking ..." The dean rapped himself on the head in frustration and said glumly, "D*mmit, I¡¯ve gotten confused by all these troublesome matters ... Lu Nan, is he here?" asked the dean, looking towards the group of teachers. "I¡¯m here, Sir Dean!" shouted a teacher not too far away helplessly, raising his hand. When will the honourable dean remember his face? He had been standing right beside him, and he still needed to ask whether he hade ... it was so sad! Although Lu Nan felt a little hurt, he still immediately locked onto the strongest water element energy at the scene and began to search. But this time, he failed ¡ª because the energy could only be found within this area of 100 metres. There was nothing else beyond that range, just as if the Domain master had never even left the area. Lu Nan was undaunted. Without hesitation, he locked onto that somewhat vacant-feeling energy signature, but no matter how hard he tried to lock on, his ability just could not capture that wispy energy. After trying 5 or 6 times, which all ended in failure, Lu Nan could only choose to give up, and try instead to lock onto that somewhat conflicting and ufortable energy signature. Lu Nan thought that this would likely end in failure as well, but surprisingly, he managed to lock on in an instant. However, before he couldmence path tracking, he found that the energy which came into contact with his Domain energy had actually begun to burn without being fanned by the wind, and had begun to devour his energy ... This bizarre phenomenon caused Lu Nan¡¯s expression to change drastically. He resolutely cut off the energy he had used to lock onto that foreign energy signature. His reaction time could be considered godlike in terms of speed, and yet, within these short few seconds, that frightening energy had already consumed one-fifth of his own energy. The dean noticed the change in Lu Nan¡¯s expression, saw him stumble back several steps, looking somewhat haggard and weak, and could not help but ask in surprise, "Lu Nan, are you alright?" Lu Nan¡¯s expression was pained as he said, "I¡¯m sorry, Sir Dean, I am unable to find out where the targets have gone ..." "What is all this?" The dean¡¯s irises contracted, doubt and surprise swirling in his heart. It should be known that even if Lu Nan¡¯s tracking ability was not number one in the Federation, it was still more than enough to qualify in the top 3. As long as he tried to track someone, even a master at the Domain level would find it difficult to escape his search. The dean had thought that this time again Lu Nan was certain to be able to find some clue, but unexpectedly, even he was helpless. "That water element Domain master Su Qing mentioned had never left this area of about 100 metres, so there¡¯s nothing for me to find ... Meanwhile, the other vacant-feeling energy, I cannot lock onto it, and as for the other one ..." Lu Nan¡¯splexion paled, expression revealing traces of lingering fear, "That energy is too terrifying. The moment I locked on and touched it, it began to burn on its own, as if it wanted to devour all my energy. Luckily, I cut off that part of my energy without hesitation, otherwise ..." If he had hesitated at all due to unwillingness, maybe tried to think of some other way, those few seconds of dy might even have caused his entire being to be burned up by that fearsome energy, leaving no trace ... this was just too frightening! The more Lu Nan thought about it, the more frightened he was. He had never before encountered this kind of strange and terrifying energy ... who could the Domain master who possessed such energy be? Lu Nan¡¯s words were heard loud and clear by everyone present. Their expressions changed, and some of them could not help but take a step back reflexively, as if afraid of being contaminated by this fearsome energy and thus bring disaster upon themselves. After listening to what Lu Nan had to say, the dean contemted silently for a few seconds, and then, he said faintly, "You all, do you think that the water element Domain master could have died at the hands of this person?" The dean¡¯s words enlightened everyone there. This would exin why that water element Domain master had not left this area. "But there isn¡¯t a body here ..." remarked one of the teachers, confused. However, he stopped abruptly after only spitting out half his sentence, because he thought of the characteristics of the other¡¯s Domain. Perhaps after being contaminated by this energy, that water element Domain master had been thoroughly consumed? Everyone there realised the same thing, and could not help but shudder. They looked at those areas with bloodstains, and a chill rose within their bones. They wished they could just leave this ce immediately. The dean was not expecting a response from the other teachers with hisment. He looked towards the direction where the grand armed melee was going on, sighed, and said, "I only hope now that those two mysterious masters are not targeting the students of our academy ..." The dean¡¯s words had barely faded when the pressure of his presence abruptly expanded, and with a grim expression, he ordered, "Su Qing, return to the central control room immediately. Request a ss redprehensive alert from the mainframe. We must ensure that this grand armed melee ends perfectly!" "The rest of you, freely choose an area to monitor. We need to cover all the areas where the grand armed melee is taking ce, and keep a close eye on the progress of the grand armed melee. If you notice anything suspicious, request backup from the academy mecha squad!" The dean passed down a long string ofmands, spurring all the Domain stage instructors into motion. This time, the appearance of a mysterious Domain master within the Central Scout Academy had caused all these Domain masters to emerge from the depths of the academy where they had been hiding. And all of them were now fully focused on monitoring the grand armed melee! Due to their presences, the grand armed melee was fully under their control at all times, so no major injuries or deaths urred. For the students of both grades involved, this was truly a pleasant surprise. ******** In a small forested area in the academy, a white-d, slightly short and petite youth crashed forcefully into a red-d, tall and thin youth. There was a muffled thud, and then both boys were repelled back from one another to fall heavily to the ground ... The white-d youth got up again shakily, roughly swiping away the blood at the corner of his lips. His gaze was as fierce as that of a wolf as he red at the red-d youth stumbling to his feet across from him. They were the 7th grade white-d Xie Yi and the 10th grade red-d Yuan Chen. Initially, Yuan Chen had thought that it would be a simple matter to handle a white-d 7th grader, but who could have expected that Xie Yi had such hidden depths ¡ª his strength was no lower than his at all. The two of them fought a difficult battle, ending up in a stalemate. In the beginning, they were still using some techniques, exchanging blows, using a move to counter a move for a rather glorious battle. Butter on, after the two of them had used up most of their stamina, they no longer had the mood to keep dragging the fight on. Thus, they began to fight power with power, trying to use blunt force to overpower the other. Just like this, they shed violently again and again ¡ª if one stopped to count, they had probably shed up to 20 to 30 times. It should be said that by now, the two of them were already at the end of their ropes. Now all that was left was to see who would fall first, unable to hold on for that final breath. "D*mmit, a 10th grade red-coat is really hard to handle. I underestimated them ..." Xie Yi thought glumly to himself, spitting out the blood in his mouth. Xie Yi was someone who liked to y the pig to eat the tiger, and so had hidden away all this time within ss-B. Although ss-A¡¯s Qi Long, Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie and such were extremely popr and well-known within the grade, he was not bothered at all by this. He believed that he would not lose to anyone with his capabilities ¡ª the only one he was uncertain about was the uncrowned king of their grade, Ling Lan. Xie Yi had always been of the opinion that the ¡¯strong¡¯ of the scout academy wasn¡¯t all that strong. Only at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy where all the best talent gathered ¡ª that was the gathering grounds of the true aberrant prodigies. Only the cream of the crop of all thes of the Federation would be epted there, to be the strongest of the strong. Thus, ever since he was 6 years old, his goal had been the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. He hadin low till now, just waiting for the day he applied to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, when he would make his grand debut 1 ! "Looks like I¡¯ll have to use my ace in the hole, although it¡¯s quite troublesome to use it ..." Xie Yi was not an indecisive person. Sensing that he would not be able to finish off the opponent under current circumstances, he decided to pull out his trump card and go all in. Xie Yi shifted into an attack stance with a fist facing outwards, just like before, but this time, a sheen of purple light shed swiftly across his body. With the flickering of this purple light, the muscles of his face twitched noticeably and his expression was one of sufferance, as if tolerating some difort. "Die!" roared Xie Yi, pouncing fiercely. Meanwhile, his opponent, the 10th grade Yuan Chen, had simrly readied himself to attack. Almost simultaneously, the fists of the two boys collided once more. "Ahhh!" Yuan Chen howled piteously, his entire body spasming violently as if he had been electrocuted. Xie Yi¡¯s condition was not much better than Yuan Chen¡¯s; his body was also trembling minutely, and the pain on his face was obvious. A few secondster, the two of them sprang apart to fall to the ground. At this time, Yuan Chen looked wretched. He was unconscious, and ck smoke rose faintly from his slightly agape mouth, his body still twitching every so often. Chapter 175: Collaboration? No! Chapter 175: Coboration? No! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Xie Yi was also slumped on the ground. Ignoring the difort of his body, he forced himself off the ground. Opening his mouth, a plume of smoke billowed out as he grumbled, "D*mmit, a spiritual mutation ability causing harm to its user? How is that reasonable?!" Xie Yi was undoubtedly miffed by this ability of his. His spiritual mutation had given him a very powerful ability, Electrify. However, in contrast to others who could control their spiritual mutation abilities perfectly, he had no way to control Electrify. Whenever he used Electrify, he would be harmed in the process as well, though the damage would be half of what his target endures. Still, even at half strength, it was not pleasant. Furthermore, Electrify was not helpful in piloting mecha, perhaps evenpletely useless ¡ª Xie Yi was very disappointed by this, thinking that it was better to have no ability at all over having this crappy one. On a tree not too far away, two red-d youths ¡ª one sitting, one standing and leaning against the trunk of the tree ¡ª were observing Xie Yi¡¯s and Yuan Chen¡¯s fight. "The punk Boss told us to watch in his message sure is impressive ..." said the seated youth with a grin. He was very pleased with Xie Yi. "Was there ever any doubt of Boss Lan¡¯s judgment? ... I¡¯m actually more curious about how Boss managed to send us messages ..." said the standing stern-faced youth. This was something he just could not figure out. Once the grand armed melee started, all the students¡¯municators had lost theirmunicative functions. Aside from the notifications automatically given by the mainframe, as well as the surrender and ask for rescue buttons, all other functions were disabled. But all this, to Ling Lan, did not seem to be a problem at all. It was the same back then on Demonbeast, and it was the same again here now with the grand armed melee. "Why think so much ...?" The seated youth cast a moody nce at hispanion. His friend just liked to think too much all the time ¡ª even simple things becameplicated in his mind. "Jijyun, stop wasting your energy thinking about it. If Boss didn¡¯t mention it, it just means that this is not something we can do." He really understood his boss. If it were something they could learn, Boss would not be stingy and keep it to himself. Since Boss said nothing about it, it was probably something they could not do with their abilities. There was no point for them to worry about it. The standing youth nked out for a moment at hispanion¡¯s words, and then,ing to terms with his realisation, he chuckled wryly and said, "Qi Long, you really are the one who understands Boss the best ..." Qi Long¡¯s words had parted the fog of confusion in his mind. Thinking back, it was indeed as Qi Long had said ¡ª as long as it was something they could use, Ling Lan would never keep it to himself. So, since Ling Lan had not said anything, that meant that this thing was not something they could know or bear ... In contrast to Qi Long¡¯s simple thought process, Han Jijyun would still reflect on these things a little deeper. These two people were none other than Qi Long and Han Jijyun. The two-man team had had a smooth time of it, easily defeating many 10th grade merit ss teams and ss-B teams. In fact, they were rather disappointed that they had not encountered any 10th grade ss-A teams. And then, not too long ago, Qi Long had received a short text from Ling Lan, saying that a very interesting fellow had appeared in this location. Ling Lan had said that the boy was very strong, and had hidden his talents very deeply. He wanted them toe over and see, and if they were satisfied, they could take him in as the 6th member of their team. They had stood here and watched for about 5 minutes, getting a general idea of the other¡¯s capabilities. Even though the boy was a little weaker than Qi Long, he would probably be a match for Luo Lang. "Eh? He seems to be using his awakened talent!" Qi Long surprised exmation startled Han Jijyun from his thoughts. Han Jijyun looked over, and sure enough, that fellow¡¯s body showed signs of using his innate talent. Ever since the term ¡¯awakened innate talent¡¯ had been brought up by Ling Lan, Qi Long¡¯s team had no longer called ¡¯awakened innate talent¡¯ as ¡¯spiritual mutation¡¯ anymore. This was because they felt that Ling Lan¡¯s term for it seemed more appropriate. Regarding this new term, they were not at all surprised, because all kinds of new terminology had been spouting endlessly from their Boss Lan ¡ª they were already used to it. The two of them watched until the final blow was dealt, also seeing how Xie Yi was tortured half to death by his own innate talent. Qi Long could not help butugh, "This innate talent is really interesting, actually turning against its own user ... what a quirky talent!" Watching the scene before them, even the typically serious Han Jijyun could not stop his face from twitching, unable to ept this reality for a moment. He had studied awakened innate talents, a.k.a. spiritual mutation, at depth, so all relevant information was known to him. And yet, he had really never seen mention of such a quirky talent ¡ª dealing 1000 damage to the enemy while dealing 800 damage to oneself? This was absolutely an ultimate move meant to drag an opponent down with you at the very end ... Xie Yi suddenly stoppedining about his ability, lifting his head to look in the direction of the two boys. "Hey, have you guys seen enough?" he asked coldly. Done with the fight, Xie Yi immediately sensed eyes on him as he calmed down. "Haha, very cautious, and your senses are also very alert. Really not bad at all!" Hearing this, Qi Long immediately replied with augh. The more he looked at this fellow in front of them, the more he liked him. He really wished he could just invite him to join their team immediately. Frankly, it was very easy to obtain Qi Long¡¯s favour. As long as one was strong enough and able to fight with him often, then everything was OK. Qi Long had barely finished speaking when he had jumped down from the tree, running over to Xie Yi. Seeing this, Han Jijyun could only follow him speechlessly. Qi Long had always been a man of action ¡ª Han Jijyun was really helpless to do anything about that. "Qi Long!" The other being the consistent top rank of their grade, Xie Yi was still very familiar with Qi Long. His gaze then swept to Han Jijyun standing behind Qi Long, and a trace of recognition shed through his eyes. These two have always been as thick as thieves ¡ª for them both to appear before him together was pretty normal ... the only thing was, why would they just happen to stop here and notice his fight? Could it be due to him being a white-coat, while his opponent was a red-coat? Xie Yi was trying to figure out the reason for Qi Long and Han Jijyun¡¯s appearance here. "I don¡¯t know when Boss noticed you, but you¡¯re really very strong. Inviting you to join our team, I approve," said Qi Long calmly after sizing up Xie Yi from head to toe. "Join your team?" Xie Yi was bewildered, "Why?" Anyone would be confused and lost if a person suddenly appeared without warning to invite them to join their team. Qi Long was just about to speak when Han Jijyun suddenly tugged on his sleeve, causing him to instantly close his mouth. Qi Long was azy person ¡ª since Han Jijyun was signalling that he wanted to speak, then Qi Long would happily back off and wait. He could save his words trying to convince the other. Han Jijyun stepped forward, and with a serious expression, he asked, "May I know how I should address you?" "Xie Yi!" Xie Yi was subdued by Han Jijyun¡¯s formal and serious demeanour. This was the kind of person he found most difficult to resist. "Schoolmate Xie Yi, are you currently in any other team?" If he already had a team, Han Jijyun would just end the conversation here. Although they truly stillcked a teammate, they would not go and steal members of some other team. This was something that was beneath them. "As a matter of fact, no!" Hiding his true capabilities all this while, he naturally had no interest in joining those weak teams which approached him. Thus, he had been a lone wolf this entire time. Hearing his reply, Han Jijyun¡¯s stern expression eased a little, however, he continued to exin seriously and earnestly to Xie Yi, "It¡¯s like this. Our team is currently still missing a member, and we¡¯re nning to attempt the barrier-crossing mission in the virtual world soon. Being able to enter the real virtual world one step earlier to experience mechabat ¡ª would you be interested?" Xie Yi jerked his head up, eyes trained on Han Jijyun¡¯s, trying to determine if he was truly being honest. With regards to mechabat, of course he was interested. The reason he had been going solo all this time was partly just waiting for the right bid. He had kept an eye on the 3 major teams in ss-A, seeking an opportunity to cooperate with them. Of course, he had also once considered making his own team toplete the mission on his own, but unfortunately, all the capable students had been whisked away by the 3 major teams. As such, he had had no choice but to temporarily set aside that arrangement. But now, to his surprise, Ling Lan¡¯s team actually took the initiative to invite him to join. This surprised him greatly, his heart beginning to pound rapidly because of this invitation. No matter how much he had tried to keep a low profile, he was still a 13 year old youth at heart ¡ª he still wanted to be the centre of others¡¯ attention. If not for the grand goal he had set since young of making a grand entrance when he applied for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, he definitely would not have been able to tolerate and hold back for so many years ... "A coboration?" asked Xie Yi carefully. He needed to know whether this was a temporary team, or a team meant for lifelongpanionship. Depending on the answer, his decision might very well be different as well ... Han Jijyun instinctively turned to look at Qi Long, and they shared a nce, subtle amusement in their gazes. Han Jijyun then turned back to look at Xie Yi and said, "Coboration?" A trace of disappointment shed through Xie Yi¡¯s eyes; as expected, a stranger like him who joined halfway was only suitable for a temporary coboration. "No!" Han Jijyun¡¯s subsequent words shocked Xie Yi so much that his jaw dropped, his expression filled with disbelief. "We only take inpanions. Coboration? We have plenty others for that." Wu Jiong and Ye Xu, for example were all candidates for coboration, but they would never be members of their team. From the very beginning Ling Lan had said that their team would rather go without than settle for someone substandard. Once someone joined them though, then that person would be a long-termpanion, a friend they would trust at their back on the battlefield when they battled for their lives. "If you only want to coborate with us ... then, sorry, our invitation is void." When Han Jijyun said this, his expression was cold and unyielding, a sharp glint shing through his eyes. At this moment, Xie Yi¡¯s feelings were extremely conflicted. Agreeing would mean that he would be a member of Ling Lan¡¯s team. He would have to sign an agreement stating that he could not drop out of the team of his own ord. Most importantly, if he and his team leader happened to apply to and be epted by the same military school, the team would be maintained, so he would not be able to join an even stronger team. Mind you, whether it was Ling Lan or Qi Long as the team leader, Xie Yi believed that both of them were fully capable of sessfully enrolling into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. In other words, this current decision of his may very well be a lifelong choice ... As if sensing Xie Yi¡¯s internal struggle, Qi Long and Han Jijyun did not hurry the other. After all, this was indeed a major decision that would affect his future ¡ª he could not afford to be careless about it. On their end, they also wished for the other to consider things thoroughly before making his decision. They wanted him to join full-heartedly as a loyalpanion who could grow with them, and not join with lingering doubts and uncertainty in his mind, unable to view them as true friends. Unable to make a decision, Xie Yi thought of Qi Long¡¯s exploits as the top rank in the cross-grade challenges, and knew that the other¡¯s capabilities were no weaker than his own. He also thought of the mysterious and unpredictable Boss Ling Lan behind Qi Long ... Chapter 176: Ling Xiaos Instructor! Chapter 176: Ling Xiao¡¯s Instructor! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Although I don¡¯t know when Boss noticed you ..." He suddenly recalled what Qi Long had said at the start, as if the one who had first noticed him was Ling Lan and not them ... Xie Yi¡¯s gaze steadied. He looked at Qi Long and asked seriously, "Earlier, you said that the first to notice me was your boss? Did you mean Ling Lan?" Qi Long nodded and said, "Of course. If Boss hadn¡¯t told me you were here, we wouldn¡¯t havee here to watch you fight." Qi Long¡¯s words caused Xie Yi toe to an abrupt realisation. He finally knew who had pushed him down from his tree ¡ª it must have been Ling Lan! Xie Yi¡¯s expression alternated between red and white as he struggled with the idea. He had thought that even if he was not the champion of the 7th grade, he would still be within the ranks of the strongest few. But now, reality had given him a direct p in the face. When he had been nudged off the tree by Ling Lan, not only did he not sense the other, he had even thought that he had fallen due to his own mistake ... It was clear to see that Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities were far beyond his; Xie Yi¡¯s mouth tasted bitter. "Is Ling Lan really really strong?" Qi Long threw a puzzled nce at Xie Yi. Ling Lan¡¯s strength was unanimously acknowledged by the entire grade ¡ª why did Xie Yi look as if he had just found out about this? Still, Qi Long replied properly, "Of course. If Boss fought seriously, I don¡¯t know if I can evenst for 10 moves ..." As Qi Long said this, he secretly crossed his fingers behind his back, praying to any passing deity to forgive him for his lie. Qi Long had actually increased the number of moves he could handle in his response. No matter what, he was still the grade¡¯s top rank; saving some face was necessary. I mean, it¡¯s not like he could be honest and say that he could not even take one move from Boss ... that would be too embarrassing. Xie Yi had no clue that Qi Long was already buffering his words to save face, adding on a couple extra moves, but still the answer of 10 moves was enough to settle him. He did not think he could beat Qi Long, and so if Qi Long could notst for 10 moves, then he himself would not be able to either. Even if they enrolled now, Ling Lan¡¯s current strength would be no weaker than that of thoseuded prodigies of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. With such a powerful team leader, their team would definitely never be mediocre. Xie Yi¡¯s heart was decided instantly. He lifted his head and said, "I will join!" Qi Long and Han Jijyun exchanged a joyful nce at Xie Yi¡¯s rion response. Although they still did not know Xie Yi very well right now, the other had only made his decision after serious contemtion. As such, the other must have considered things thoroughly, and definitely would not change his mind easily after this. This was precisely the type of team member they needed ... Of course, to truly be a truepanion of theirs, he would still need to go through a series of tests, just like how it was with Lin Zhong-qing at the start ... Xie Yi was just blissfully ignorant of this at present. Yet, Xie Yi naturally could not join Ling Lan¡¯s team right away, because the grand armed melee was still ongoing. All functions of themunicators were still in lock-down mode. Xie Yi could only wait for the grand armed melee to end so that he could receive the invitation from Ling Lan¡¯s team ... Mission aplished, Qi Long and Han Jijyun departed after asking what Xie Yi was nning to do next. As Xie Yi¡¯s stamina was depleted, he needed to find a ce to rest and recover, while Qi Long and Han Jijyun needed to continue fighting. In particr, they wanted to seek out the strongest few of the 10th grade ss-A and defeat them all; otherwise, the 7th grade may not be able to win this grand armed melee. Xie Yi waited for Qi Long and Han Jijyun to leave, and then, smiling sinisterly, he prepared to finish off the still unconscious Yuan Chen. However, before he could act, the teacher monitoring the scene appeared suddenly to whisk the other away, causing Xie Yi to lose his chance. Still, Xie Yi was not vexed by this. After all, the other had not been a sworn enemy. If not for the fact that the other had tried to kill him first, he too would not think to kill the other. He had only wanted to eliminate all future threat ¡ª this was a point which all pig-yers 1 had to hold fast to. But since a teacher had shown up, he would not be stubborn about it. Pig-yers needed to be clear on the fact that they were just ying as pigs, but were not really pigs 2 ¡ª so, they should not be afraid of any challenges. That said, Qi Long and the others continued to fight. Because the top team of the 10th grade had pretty much been wiped out single-handedly by Ling Lan ¡ª the remaining two members had also been secretly undermined by Ling Lan 3 ¡ª this greatly alleviated the pressure on the 7th grade ss-A students. That said, the two members who had been undermined by Ling Lan had encountered a 7th grade ss-B five-man team, and a fight had broken out. Even though the ss-B team was overall weaker than those two members, they worked together well, and hence actually managed to withstand a series of fierce attacks from their opponents. As the fight dragged on, the maniption Ling Lan had applied began to have an even greater effect. Meanwhile, the team member chased away by Xie Yi had discovered the signals his team members had left behind, and had finally managed to catch up to reunite with them. At this time, having be adjusted to fighting, the reunited 7th grade ss-B team, now with all six members, began tounch their counterattack ... In addition, due to the pressure exerted upon them by their opponents, two out of the four students who had yet to awaken their innate talents actually awakened them. Although the abilities they awakened were very ordinary, awakening any ability at all meant that in terms of operating mecha, they would go much further than those students who did not awaken ... Of course, the more suited the innate talent awakened was for mecha control, the more of an advantage it was in all aspects of operating mecha. Against the spirited attack of the 7th grade ss-B team, the two 10th graders were finally ovee. One of them was knocked unconscious right at the scene from a coordinated attack of the ss-B team, while the other, seeing that the situation was not right, instantly turned tail to run ... but was struck down by another 7th grade ss-A team coincidentally passing by. This kind of battles were urring at various ces around the academy. Those struck down could be 7th graders or 10th graders ¡ª only when the grand armed melee ended would the final numbers be known. For now, everyone involved just continued to work hard to remain active in the grand armed melee. Yet all of this no longer had anything to do with Ling Lan. Controlling Ling Lan¡¯s body, Number Nine hurried to the dormitory district under Little Four¡¯s guidance. As long as one pressed the surrender button, they would be able to enter the dormitory safety area. Of course, Little Four could use the mainframe and let Ling Lan enter even without surrendering, but recalling Ling Lan¡¯s caution, Little Four knew that he could not do anything that could leave traces to be discovered. If he did this, without a doubt, Boss would be exposed to public scrutiny. Number Nine decisively pressed the surrender button; Ling Lan¡¯s body would not be able to hold out for much longer. If they did not return to an absolutely safe ce, she would not be able to be assured of Ling Lan¡¯s safety. For both Number Nine and Little Four, inparison, the oue of the grand armed melee was just not as important as Ling Lan¡¯s life. Number Nine quickly entered the dormitory area, and with several quick sh steps, she had made her way to Ling Lan¡¯s vi where she burst straight into the house. Right then, Ling Lan¡¯s body had already begun showing signs of breaking down, her entire body covered in blood. Such a horrific scene caused Lan Luofeng to leap up in shock from the couch where she had been watching thetest updates on the grand armed melee. "Aunt Nan!" Lan Luofeng caught the falling Ling Lan in her arms as she shouted. "Young Master Lan! What happened?!" Ling Nanyi appeared in the living room instantly after the shout. From this alone, Number Nine could tell that the other was at the very least a Qi-Jin level master. "Unidentified enemies pretended to be teachers to assassinate me! Contact Ling Qin to send trained professionals from home for protection ..." After leaving these final words in a hurry, Number Nine regretfully returned to the learning space. It wasn¡¯t that she did not want to exin things better, but Ling Lan¡¯s body really could not support her manifestation any longer. If she continued to stay, Ling Lan¡¯s body would truly be done for. Lan Luofeng¡¯s eyes were wide as she stared at Ling Lan lying unconscious in her arms. A vicious glint shed through her eyes ... No mother could ept her child being harmed. Even the frailest and gentlest mother would be a savage mother lion in times like this. "Aunt Nan, let Uncle Qin send people over. Send the strongest people. Not just that. Mobilise all the mecha squads at home for me. I want the academy to give our Ling family an exnation!" Lan Luofeng¡¯s face was a sheet of ice. Her initial gentleness was nowhere to be seen, her gaze filled with the intent to kill. Pleasant surprise shed through Ling Nanyi¡¯s eyes. She nodded emphatically and said, "I understand, Mistress!" This was the presence the mistress of the household should have! She had always been of the mind that Lan Luofeng was just a little too weak. "Ling Xiao, I definitely won¡¯t let anyone harm our baby, no one ..." Lan Luofeng embraced Ling Lan tightly, as if she would be able to protect her child better by doing so. "Mistress, I¡¯ve already sent out the notification. One hourter, they will arrive." Ling Nanyi used the special Ling familymunication method, contacting Ling Qin speedily. "Also, I¡¯ve asked Xiao Ying to activate the recovery pod. It is best for Young Master Lan to go into a recovery pod now ..." From her check of Ling Lan¡¯s body, Ling Nanyi found that other than the wide-scale disintegration of the muscles, Ling Lan¡¯s internal organs was also disying varying degrees of damage. However, fortunately, all of these injuries were not fatal with the current technology. As long as there was no problem with the brain, the recovery pod would definitely be able to heal Ling Lan¡¯s injuries. It was all just a matter of time. Lan Luofeng knew that she would not be able to carry the 13 year old Ling Lan all on her own with her level of strength. So, she decisively passed Ling Lan to Ling Nanyi. Since she was unable to help, she should just get out of the way and not make things more difficult. Lan Luofeng knew very well what she should do. Eyes red, she watched as Ling Lan was ced into the recovery pod. Seeing the recovery pod close, Lan Luofeng finally showed some weakness, her expression showing traces of sorrow and pain. But once the recovery pod hid Ling Lan from sightpletely, Lan Luofeng¡¯s expression turned cold and unforgiving. She abruptly turned to Ling Nanyi and said, "Aunt Nan, let us wait for the dean¡¯s arrival ..." "Yes! Mistress!" said Ling Nanyi respectfully. One hourter, an old man with a head of white hair appeared mysteriously at Ling Lan¡¯s vi. Lan Luofeng had met him before ¡ª Ling Xiao had brought her to visit him once ¡ª he was one of Ling Xiao¡¯s initiate instructors 4 , Mu Shui-qing 5 . "Instructor Mu ..." Seeing the other, Lan Luofeng¡¯s eyes turned red, almost breaking out into tears. Ever since Ling Xiao had passed away, Mu Shui-qing had shut himself up in the Ling family mansion. He had note out for 10 years. This time, due to Ling Lan¡¯s near assassination, he had finally been troubled enough toe. "Where is Ling Lan now?" asked Mu Shui-qing anxiously. Lan Luofeng hurriedly led Mu Shui-qing to Ling Lan¡¯s recovery pod and opened it up. Mu Shui-qing carefully examined Ling Lan¡¯s body, and his expression shifted minutely, "There is still a trace of water elemental energy from a Domain master. Looks like the one who tried to kill Kiddy Lan is a Domain master." Mu Shui-qing¡¯s expression eased slightly in constion, "Although I don¡¯t know how he managed to escape from the opponent, surviving an attack from a Domain master is a miracle on its own." Chapter 177: Old Beast Mu Shui-qing! Chapter 177: Old Beast Mu Shui-qing! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr That said, Mu Shui-qing thoroughly examined the Qi-Jin in Ling Lan¡¯s body. A strange flush appeared on his face, "Good! As expected of Ling Xiao¡¯s child. Who¡¯d have thought that you would have achieved the peak of Qi-Jin stage at this age ..." Perhaps Ling Lan had been able to survive this crisis because his opponent Domain master would never have guessed Ling Lan was already at this stage. As such, the opponent might not have used his full strength, giving Ling Lan an opportunity to escape with his 1 life. Mu Shui-qing¡¯s gaze was tender as he watched Ling Lan lying inside the recovery pod. Ling Lan had undoubtedly been very lucky. Just as he was about to close the recovery pod again, he suddenly sensed Ling Lan¡¯s initially slowly circting Qi-Jin speed up, the Qi-Jin umting rapidly ... Could it be that Ling Lan was entering thete stage of Qi-Jin peak now? If that was the case, then this would truly exemplify the saying that blessings woulde if one could weather a great crisis! Mu Shui-qing gently closed the recovery pod, then turned to Lan Luofeng and said, "Remember not to open the recovery pod during this period of time. This child is truly blessed with great fortune. In the midst of this crisis, he actually obtained the catalyst for advancement ... perhaps the recovery time of these serious injuries of his will be greatly shortened due to this advancement." Mu Shui-qing¡¯s words caused Lan Luofeng to breathe a sigh of relief. Although Ling Nanyi had reassured her repeatedly that Ling Lan¡¯s injuries looked worse than they were, not actually anything serious, Lan Luofeng had simply been unable to stop worrying. However, Mu Shui-qing was different. He was an instructor who had been greatly respected by Ling Xiao; what he said could not be wrong. After some thought, Mu Shui-qing added, "After his injuries are healed, let Ling Lan stop his schooling at the academy and return to the mansion. The scout academy has taught all it can; it¡¯s time for him to learn from me now ..." "Ah ..." Lan Luofeng lifted her head in joy and surprise, "I understand. Thank you, Instructor Mu!" Lan Luofeng remembered Ling Xiao telling her once that, his ascension to god-ss operator was closely rted to the things Mu Shui-qing had taught him. However, Ling Xiao had never gone into detail on what it was exactly that Mu Shui-qing had taught. This time, studying with Instructor Mu Shui-qing would undoubtedly be a great help to Ling Lan¡¯s future development. Seeing the pleased and excited expression on Lan Luofeng¡¯s face, Mu Shui-qing couldn¡¯t help but recall his most outstanding disciple, Ling Xiao, and his expression dimmed. He still remembered, back when he had first met Ling Xiao, he had been overjoyed, believing that the other would be able to inherit his full legacy. With a disciple like that, he had thought that he would have no more regrets in this life. But who could have expected that the other would die so young, falling from this world before his time. Even as his heart ached, he wondered if the heavens had refused to allow the existence of such a nature-defying prodigy ... his heart was as lifeless as ash, and so he chose to seclude himself in Ling Xiao¡¯s old mansion, shutting himself off from the world. This time, if not for Ling Qin begging desperately outside his door, pleading for him to intervene and rescue Ling Xiao¡¯s only descendant, he would not have been moved to leave his seclusion. In truth, he had really wanted to take a look at the only child Ling Xiao had left behind ... Who could have guessed that with just this one look, he was astounded once more ¡ª Ling Xiao may have passed away, but his nature-defying aptitude had not been reimed by the heavens. Instead, it had been inherited by his child, who was just as prodigious as his father. This discovery jolted Mu Shui-qing¡¯s ash-dead heart to life once again ... the desire to mentor a disciple was rekindled within him. "Hopefully this child will grow up sessfully, and not repeat the tragedy of Ling Xiao ..." He would not be able to bear the tragedy of the idental death of another beloved disciple. That would be too cruel for him. ******** At present, sitting within the dean¡¯s office, the dean suddenly received news from the academy mecha squad protecting the campus. "What?! You say that the Ling family mecha squad is already nearing the campus no-flight boundary?" The dean had already been troubled by the mysterious disappearance of the Domain masters, and now, hearing this bad news, he was instantly in a towering rage, "What the hell? Is the Ling family trying to mutiny?!" "Dean, the other party says that their current family head Ling Lan was attacked by mysterious Domain stage teachers inside the academy. Although he escaped with his life, he is currently unconscious with heavy injuries. To ensure their family head¡¯s safety, they need to immediately escort their family head off the premises ..." said the captain of the mecha squad on the other end of themunicator glumly, "From their words, it¡¯s clear that they me the academy for not doing its duty in protecting its students. They have even demanded for you, the dean, to give their mistress a satisfactory exnation!" "Domain stage master¡¯s attack?" Coming to a realisation, the dean immediately said, "Who is heading the Ling family mecha squad? Tell him to calm down, don¡¯t be reckless and exacerbate things ..." The squad captain chuckled dryly and replied, "That won¡¯t be a problem. The lead of the Ling family is Ling Qin! That fellow only moves after careful consideration ..." When the dean heard that Ling Qin was heading the squad, his brows eased, but then very quickly scrunched up tightly again! "This fellow ... looks like he¡¯s here to force me to handle this matter personally!" The dean instantly figured out what Ling Qin intended with this show of force. Unfortunately, he had no choice but toply with the other¡¯s intentions. This was because their academy was indeed in the wrong on this matter ¡ª a student had been seriously harmed within their academy grounds. Moreover, the assant was an unidentified, mysterious Domain master ... no matter what, the academy had to take responsibility! The dean said helplessly, "Tell Ling Qin that I will visit their mistress immediately. After understanding the situation, I will give them a proper response." Very quickly, the captain of the mecha squad returned with Ling Qin¡¯s response. "Dean, Ling Qin has agreed, but is only giving us one hour¡¯s time. If by then they don¡¯t receive a final answer, then even if they all die here in battle, they are determined to try and break through our defences." "D*mmit, this punk is tantly threatening me. Godd*mmit!" The dean almost exploded with anger, but he could not fault the other¡¯s response. If he really wanted to give the other a satisfactory exnation, one hour was sufficient for him to find out the truth of the matter. "I understand. Within one hour, I will let their mistress contact them." The dean hung up, a dark rage creeping over his heart ... could it be that those mysterious Domain masters were really sent by the enemy to deal with Ling Lan? "Godd*mn, after doing away with Ling Xiao, now they want to go after Ling Xiao¡¯s child?" Just thinking of this possibility, the dean could no longer keep a lid on his anger, mming a hand down powerfully on his office desk. This palm contained both the dean¡¯s rage and internal force, actually destroying therge, thousand-year old red sandalwood desk before him. With a loud rumble, the entire desk copsed, instantly bing a pile of debris. "Sir Dean, where are you going?" In the great hall outside with the mainframe, Su Qing had been monitoring the campus with his full attention when he saw the dean rush out of his office, fuming. He immediately stood up to ask what was wrong. "Su Qing, those mysterious Domain masters ... their target may very likely be Ling Lan. They want to kill him ..." Facing his trusted senior officer, the dean immediately divulged his suspicions. Su Qing¡¯s expression paled. Within the academy, other than the dean, he was the only one who knew about Ling Lan¡¯s true identity as Major General Ling Xiao¡¯s only direct descendant. "Dean, I¡¯ll go with you!" Su Qing could not suppress the rage in his heart, ready to apany the dean. "No need. Monitor the grand armed melee closely for me. Do not let the opponent take advantage of the chaos to do anything else." Although the dean was very worried about Ling Lan, he was still the dean of the Central Scout Academy. He needed to be responsible for all the students ¡ª there must not be any more idents in this grand armed melee. "Understood, Sir!" Su Qing knew the weight of the matter, and so epted thismand regretfully. After arranging all this, the dean rushed over to the dormitory district. The safety areas were restricted by the mainframe to keep out those of the two grades who were participating in the grand armed melee ¡ª those with status ess like the dean could still enter freely. Of course, regr teachers may still find it much more difficult to enter the safety areas during the grand armed melee; the restrictions imposed by the mainframe were still rather numerous. Arriving at Ling Lan¡¯s vi, the moment he entered the main door, he saw a stony-faced youngdy sitting primly on the living room sofa. She was Ling Xiao¡¯s widow, Ling Lan¡¯s mother, Lan Luofeng. Meanwhile, behind her stood the housekeeper of this vi, as registered in the books of the academy, Ling Nanyi. "15 minutes. Sir Dean, you came pretty quickly," said Lan Luofeng icily to the dean, closing the pocket watch in her hands. She had already received news from Ling Qin. The Ling family mecha squad were standing by at the edge of the no-flight zone of the academy, awaiting her orders. Faced with this scene, the dean rubbed his nose, somewhat flustered, uncertain how he should respond. After a brief hesitation, he asked somewhat stiltingly, "Ling Lan ... is alright, right?" "Thanks to you, he is now lying in a recovery pod, almost dead." Lan Luofeng¡¯s tone was sharp and cutting, not giving any consideration to the dean. "As long as he¡¯s fine, as long as he¡¯s fine!" A child being harmed in the academy ¡ª their academy was definitely responsible. The dean could only swallow his voice and bear the brunt of Lan Luofeng¡¯s anger. "The opponent is a water element Domain master, dressed in the clothes of an academy teacher ... Ye Yifan, shouldn¡¯t you give us an exnation?" A wizened voice rang out from above the living room. The dean looked towards the voice, and saw a white-haired, lean old man slowly making his way down the stairs, his steps slow but stable. The moment he saw the old man, as if shocked, the dean immediately leapt up and said respectfully, "Instructor Mu!" "Hmph, still remember that I am your instructor? I thought you had forgotten ..." sniffed Mu Shui-qing, discontentedly. Ye Yifan was an excellent student of his in his early years, butter on, they had drifted apart due to ideological differences. The dean silently wiped away a handful of cold sweat from his forehead. The colour of his face shifted uncertainly, a trace of contemtion briefly coursing through his eyes. Mu Shui-qing had been his initiate instructor when he had been a youth. 50 years ago, Mu Shui-qing had already been a Domain stage master; after so many years, he was probably already at a different stage by now ... The dean was someone who thought a lot. Seeing Mu Shui-qing appear here, he began to suspect ¡ª the other two so-called Domain masters ... could they have been contrived by Mu Shui-qing? Legend has it that God-Realm masters were able to contrive any elemental energy as they wished ... Frankly, the dean could not be med for thinking this way. In his eyes, no matter how strong Ling Lan was, he was still a boy ¡ª there was no way he could withstand a Domain master¡¯s attack. Unless Mu Shui-qing had stepped in to help, Ling Lan definitely could not have escaped from a Domain stage master with his life. For a Domain master to kill a scout student, it was as easy as stepping on an ant. How could Ling Lan have possibly found a chance to escape? Chapter 178: Ling Lan Wakes Up! Chapter 178: Ling Lan Wakes Up! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The dean believed that he had obtained the truth. With this, he could exin why that water elemental Domain master had never left the scene ¡ª he had probably been killed by Mu Shui-qing right at that spot. And this was also why Mu Shui-qing clearly knew the opponent had been a water elemental Domain master. Connecting the dots, the dean arrived at an answer. This would also exin why Lu Nan had been unable to lock on to the other two energy signatures. Think about it, how could a Domain stage person use their abilities across stages to track the movements of a God-Realm master? Perhaps at the very moment of locking on, this Old Beast had already noticed the trace, and had then given a slight warning by using mysterious means to destroy part of Lu Nan¡¯s energy. Sure of his answer, the dean¡¯s initial bewilderment over the mysterious Domain masters was quelled, and his restless heart settled. Anything was the scariest when it was still unknown ¡ª once a reasonable exnation was found, then it would no longer be as frightening. At ease now, the dean¡¯s demeanour became even more respectful. He said to Mu Shui-qing, "Instructor Mu, how could I ever forget you, old man 1 . You will forever be the instructor of the Marshal and I. But, what are you doing here?" "If I don¡¯te, should I just watch as Ling Xiao¡¯s child dies here? What the hell is wrong with your safety measures here? Allowing unidentified enemies to infiltrate so easily?" Mu Shui-qing¡¯s expression was one of extreme dissatisfaction, full of anger at the ease with which enemies had entered the scout academy. Hearing this, the deanined in his heart: No matter how tight security is, won¡¯t it all be rubbish in your eyes? Won¡¯t you still be able toe and go as you please? Of course, the dean only dared to say this in his mind; facing Mu Shui-qing¡¯s merciless scolding, he did not dare to argue at all. He could only nod repeatedly and say, "Yes, yes, yes, we did not do enough. We¡¯ll definitely correct this." "Since you know, aren¡¯t you going to go and find out who exactly that water elemental Domain master is for me? Where in the world is he hiding now?" Mu Shui-qing was rather worried. An unknown Domain master hiding undercover by Ling Lan¡¯s side ... this was extremely dangerous for Ling Lan. After all, he could not stay beside Ling Lan to watch over him at all times. "Uh ...." The dean cast a speechless nce at Mu Shui-qing. The opponent had clearly already died at his hands, why did he still want him to go and investigate? Recalling that Mu Shui-qing had always been a ck-bellied person since the past, the dean could not help but think a little deeper. Could it be that Instructor Mu wanted to take the opportunity to clean up some of the other factions within the academy? At this notion, a sharp coldness emerged on the dean¡¯s face. Indeed, this was a great chance. These past few years, pressure from various parties had given him no choice but topromise, letting different factions ce various people with differing objectives into the academy as instructors. This had caused some unwee new developments to appear in the school¡¯s culture. It was indeed time to find an opportunity to straighten things up a bit, and restore a clean order to the academy. Just as the Marshal reminded them, the scout academies were the cradle where their legion of troops was cultivated. They needed all kinds of resources, but should reject all politics. "Understood, Instructor Mu!" Figuring things out, the dean immediately nodded and agreed, but then continued to say, "However, right now is still the time of the grand armed melee. I can¡¯t perform anyrge-scale cleaning up. I hope toprehensively reorganise the entire scout academy after the grand armed melee ends, giving peace back to the academy, as well as giving you and Mistress Ling an eptable ounting then." "Good! Just do as you say, do not forget your promise." Touched, Mu Shui-qing patted the dean¡¯s shoulder. Although this student of his had always been somewhat soft in his character, when necessary, he could still be determined enough. Mu Shui-qing¡¯s initial discontentment with Ye Yifan vanished, and he couldn¡¯t help but pat his shoulder again in approval. The two of them were actually talking about twopletely different things, and yet their responses matched up wlessly. They both thought that the other understood what they were saying, and that they too understood what the other wanted to do ... Seeing that Mu Shui-qing was satisfied, the dean took the opportunity to suggest that Lan Luofeng inform the Ling family mecha squad outside not to trespass without reason and just wait patiently for the grand armed melee to end. Given some time, he would definitely give the Ling family a satisfactory answer. Obtaining the response she wanted, Lan Luofeng agreed to let the Ling family mecha squad return to the Ling family estate ... Just like that, the major incident that was about to break out among the two parties subsided in this mutual agreement, both sides patiently waiting for the end of the grand armed melee. Lan Luofeng had agreed to wait so readily inrge part because Ling Lan had been the one to initiate this grand armed melee. Thus, she did not want this momentous grand armed melee to be stopped halfway. ******** 24 hours passed by quickly. In the end, at 319 people versus 171 people, and a score of 14922 versus 10776, the 7th graders soundly defeated the 10th graders, bing the ultimate victors of the grand armed melee. At the same time, they officially became the strongest grade within the scout academy. All students of the other grades, when faced with a 7th grade student (with a uniform of the same colour), needed to submit and give way. This was an acknowledgement of the strong ¡ª because the results fought for by the 7th grade had obtained the recognition of the entire academy. Of course, there were still those who did not want to submit. After a year, they would be free to challenge the 7th grade then and initiate another grand armed melee ... to fight for the title of the strongest grade! Meanwhile, after beingatose for several days, Ling Lan finally woke up. She found herself inside the learning space, her entire mind somewhat at a loss. "Boss, you finally woke up!" Little Four, who had been fiddling with his own fingers alone in the learning space, abruptly saw Ling Lan appear before him, and instantly pounced at her emotionally ... his tears gushed out like a waterfall, almost drowning Ling Lan. "Stop! If you don¡¯t stop now, even if I¡¯m not dead yet I¡¯ll be drowned to death by you ..." Ling Lan poked Little Four¡¯s head weakly, wanting him to keep those worthless tears to himself 2 . "Boss, I¡¯ve been so worried these past few days, being unable to find you all this time ..." sniffled Little Four. "Don¡¯t you see I¡¯m fine? I¡¯m still alive. Looks like while I was still unconscious, someone saved me ... Little Four, I want to know who saved me. What happened back then?" Ling Lan asked Little Four, eager to know the truth of the matter. "At that critical moment, Number Five took over your body, Boss, instantly wiping that horrible fellow out ... originally, Number Nine was the one who was supposed toe out, but Number Five was disobedient and rushed toe out first. It¡¯s because of him that your body, Boss, is in such a terrible condition. Number Nine said that Number Five¡¯s power exceeded Boss¡¯s by too much, and so caused much more damage to Boss¡¯s body. If she had been the one toe out, the situation would have been better," Little Four prattled on, telling Ling Lan what had happened. "So the instructors can control my body, this is the first time I¡¯m hearing about it ..." Ling Lan had not expected that the instructors of the learning space could borrow her body toe to her world. This made her wonder ¡ª what in the world was the learning space exactly? Was it really just a simple assistive learning device? The more Ling Lan thought about it, the more mysterious she found this learning device in her head to be. Her heart couldn¡¯t help but beat erratically ¡ª who knew if this was ultimately good or bad for her? "This is nothing. If your technology here hadn¡¯t been so useless, they could have long actualised themselves," scoffed Little Four. If the technology here were just a bit more advanced, then he would not have to be so helpless every time Boss encountered danger, only being able to watch without being able to do anything. "Actualise?" Ling Lan was stunned. She couldn¡¯t help but chase the thought, "Little Four, what is that exactly?" Little Four felt that he had made a major slip-up, and so began looking around aimlessly, pretending that he could not hear anything. No matter what, he was unwilling to continue discussing this topic. Seeing Little Four¡¯s actions, Ling Lan realised that this must definitely be something tied to the rules and restrictions of the system. As a support intelligence-entity, the system seemed to impose many restrictions on Little Four. Having figured this out, Ling Lan did not want to put Little Four in a tight spot, and so stopped asking. Ling Lan knew that if this was something he could tell her, Little Four definitely would not hide it from her. Although she was indeed very interested in what ¡¯actualization¡¯ involved, she did not want Little Four to be punished and harmed by the system¡¯s restrictions. At the heart of it, Little Four was much more important than all of that. Seeing Boss Ling Lan letting him off with so much understanding, Little Four was instantly greatly moved. Chirp, chirp, chirp 3 ... his boss was just the greatest! He must definitely work hard to evolve and be even stronger ... once he became strong enough that the restrictions and bindings be ineffective against him, then he would be able to tell all these secrets to Boss! At this moment, Little Four¡¯s yearning to be strong became increasingly more intense, and his distaste for the system¡¯s bindings increased correspondingly ... this also spurred him to deviate from the original developmental pathway set for him by the system, to truly be a powerful, independent, emotionally-capable Little Four. Ling Lan skipped over the topic, turning instead to ask about other things. Thus, she found out that the 7th grade had not disappointed, securing the victory of the grand armed melee, and bing the final beneficiaries. Moreover, under the academy¡¯s instructors diligent monitoring, along with their speedy rescues, no deaths urred in this grand armed melee. Of course, the number of wounded was indeed rather staggering ¡ª a whole 3000 people had bled and incurred injuries, while 800 of these had serious wounds. It was clear to see how intense and violent the grand armed melee had been. After being informed, Ling Lan breathed a sigh of relief. She had been the one to initiate the grand armed melee ¡ª although she had already been mentally prepared for deaths and injuries in the process, this final oue was undoubtedly a perfect one ... this made her very happy. However, what Little Four told her next gave her pause ¡ª she never knew that that eminent master living in the Ling family mansion had such aplex background, capable of changing the course of her life with just a simple sentence ... was she really about to leave the scout academy where she had lived for 7 years? Thinking of the littlepanions who had grown up alongside her, some reluctance welled up in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. Unknowingly, she had already epted them into her heart, truly considering them as her own dear younger siblings. However, the cold rationality Ling Lan cultivated within the learning space very quickly chased away this little bit of reluctance. Ling Lan knew very well that everyone had their own paths to walk ¡ª she could not always shelter them under her wings. Letting them learn how to be independent earlier would be better for their future development. Besides, there was a secret inside Ling Lan¡¯s heart. That was that, she would not choose to enrol in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Instead, she would enrol in a co-ed military school in a distant gxy to finish up the remainder of her studies. After that, she would traverse the starry skies, gradually disappearing from the public eye ... to regain her female identity, it was necessary for her to leave the people who were familiar with her. Therefore, instead of making them unbearably sad then, she might as well take the chance to leave now. This way, at that time, she would be able to find a very good excuse to leave this. Chapter 179: Cry Daddy! Chapter 179: Cry ¡¯Daddy¡¯! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Decision made, Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts no longer lingered on the scout academy. Her mind turned to that Instructor Mu who had the deepest respect of her mother Lan Luofeng ¡ª what sort of personage was he? Based on Little Four¡¯s description, he could even berate the dean of the Central Scout Academy without any reservations ¡ª his identity was most certainly not simple. Chattering on and off, Little Four reported everything, and then, suddenly thinking of something, his mood drooped noticeably. With a face full of reluctance, he asked, "Going back just like this, won¡¯t it be very difficult to meet up with daddy?" Outside the academy, when they logged on, they would log onto the real virtual world, not the academy¡¯s enclosed virtual world. From there, to seek out the concealed gateway to the Central Scout Academy¡¯swork, even if Little Four spread out his resources, would take up considerable time and effort. It was not a simple matter. That was not to say that Little Four could not break past the barrier-gate, but the virtual world was just too vast ¡ª many concealed gateways would be easily overlooked. It was just like that mysterious BL world 1 Little Four had entered previously ¡ª if Little Four had not stumbled upon it by ident, he might never have known that a virtual space was hiding at that particr spot ... That was why Little Four was rather worried ¡ª if he could not find that concealed gateway to the Central Scout Academy quickly, then, did that mean that he would not be able to visit daddy within the near future? Mind you, in the recent past, whenever Little Four had time, he would run over to Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space, sometimes even up to 3 or 4 times a day. Although Little Four was very afraid of Ling Xiao¡¯s immense spiritual energy and did not dare to interact directly with him, Little Four only needed to see Ling Xiao¡¯s warm smile and his mood would be amazingly upbeat ... Ling Lan was deeply suspicious of this sort of atypical behaviour from Little Four ¡ª was her Little Four already at the age where he needed paternal love? This spection of hers naturally prompted Little Four¡¯s empathic denial ... but seeing an extremely noticeable flush appear around the skin surrounding Little Four¡¯s ears, Ling Lan instantly realised that Little Four was just too embarrassed to admit the truth. Little Four¡¯s reaction caused Ling Lan to fall into a silent contemtion. Ling Lan¡¯s emotions regarding Ling Xiao were extremelyplicated. As she was growing up, Ling Xiao had never appeared. Although Lan Luofeng constantly talked about Ling Xiao and his glorious exploits by her ear since she was small, trying to establish the image of a perfect father in Ling Lan¡¯s mind, Ling Lan was after all not a true child. Her mental maturity meant that it was impossible for her to truly ept a man she had never met, a man she only knew by name as her father just because Lan Luofeng kept bringing him up in conversation. Thus, Ling Xiao had always been the most familiar stranger in Ling Lan¡¯s heart! Just like a character on a portrait ¡ª beautifully perfect but ethereal and unrealistic. But then all of this had been broken apart by her idental venture into Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space. Although the Ling Xiao within the legacy space was just a spiritual entity, it was still a manifestation of Ling Xiao¡¯s true character. The words and interactions with the entity inside represented the words that Ling Xiao had imagined he wanted to say even before Ling Lan was born. From those words, Ling Lan had sensed the deep love that Ling Xiao had held for his child ... Ling Xiao was definitely a caring father. He was willing to trust his child, and when his child needed it, he would provide the warmest and most substantial love and care ... During this period of interaction, Ling Lan could clearly sense this from the spiritual entity, and had been moved by it. Ling Lan still remembered, back when the two of them had first met in the legacy space, at the end, Ling Xiao had asked Ling Lan whether she could call him ¡¯daddy¡¯ ... This request had been ignored by Ling Lan then. Because back then, Ling Lan really had not been able to ept that foreign and young beyond reason man as her father. However, after spending time with him these past few years, Ling Lan often going into the legacy space to receive instruction from Ling Xiao and spar with him, she had finally got to experience a father¡¯s mentorship and expectation for his child. This made Ling Lan unable to continue ignoring Ling Xiao¡¯s love and sacrifices ... Ling Lan muttered to herself, "Yes, I need to find an opportunity to go see him once!" This time, she would call him ¡¯daddy¡¯! He deserved it; the Ling Xiao of 13 years ago had sincerely wanted to be a dutiful father back then. Ling Lan¡¯s words caused Little Four to revive instantly. Deeply moved, he said, "Alright, leave everything to me." Although they were in a recovery pod right now, with seemingly no way to enter the virtual world ¡ª who was he? He was the all-powerful virtual god Little Four! As long as there was a path to connect to the virtual world, he would be able to connect ... Oh no, why had he forgotten this earlier? Actually wasting so many days just waiting for Boss to wake up. Boo hoo hoo, daddy, Little Four has already not seen you for almost 10 days! I really miss you so much! Little Four missed Daddy Ling Xiao¡¯s warm presence terribly. That was what a dad felt like. With Little Four¡¯s assistance, Ling Lan was carried by Little Four into the virtual world. As there was no official login device, they were currently online as darkizens with no identity. Little Four took the initiative to conceal their figures, immediately slipping into Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space. The two of them walked the familiar path through the Ling family mansion and pushed open the study door. Hearing theme in, Ling Xiao lifted his head, and with a warm smile, he said, "Ling Lan, you¡¯vee ..." Just like an extremely patient father who had been waiting unbelievably patiently for his own yful child to return home after ying their fill ... Ling Lan even had the mistaken feeling that, in these days which she had been absent, had Ling Xiao been sitting alone behind his desk all this time, just waiting for the moment she would open the door and walk in? Ling Lan felt a pang run through her heart and her lips trembled. Finally, one word escaped her lips, "Daddy!" Although this cry was very soft, in this silent and tranquil study, it was unmistakably clear. Ling Xiao, who had originally been sitting primly behind his study desk abruptly stood up at hearing Ling Lan¡¯s cry. Because of the rough movement, the study desk actually shuddered, several books piled on it falling noisily to the ground. Right then, Ling Xiao had no mind to bother about all this. Emotionally, he said, "Ling Lan, just now ... what did you call me?" Ling Lan saw Ling Xiao¡¯s low-hanging right hand curl into a tight fist. His eyes held traces of pleasant surprise, and nervousness, as well as some inconceble fear. Ling Lan would never have imagined that this strong man before her ¡ª who had stood at the pinnacle of humanity, the god-ss operator Ling Xiao who was considered an ultimate weapon of the Federation ¡ªwould actually have times when he was afraid ... What¡¯s more, what he feared was that his child would be unwilling to call him ¡¯daddy¡¯. Seeing this side of Ling Xiao, Ling Lan heart was aplicated jumble of feelings. She could not say whether it was joy or sorrow, but her eyelids actually felt a little strained and wet ... Back when Ling Xiao was facing death, had he been just as scared? Afraid that she, who had never had him around to be a father, would not want to acknowledge him as a father? "Daddy!" The first cry was undoubtedly the hardest. After pushing it out, the following cry seemed much easier. This subsequent cry of Ling Lan¡¯s was much clearer than her first, and it was also much louder. "Hey!" Ling Xiao responded solemnly. His initially taut facial muscles instantly rxed, and arge smile bloomed on his face. It was radiant and blinding, actually making it impossible to look at him directly ¡ª even Ling Lan, who was used to seeing gorgeous men, found herself dazed and bedazzled in that instant. By the side, Little Four subconsciously swallowed, and gasped in awe, "I finally know now who Boss resembles ..." He still remembered back when Boss was 6 years old, one smile from her was capable of stealing people¡¯s hearts and souls. Back then, he had puzzled over how Boss had this ability ¡ª looks like it had been inherited from her daddy. Little Four¡¯s words caused Ling Lan to abruptly wake up from her stupor. She could not help but throw a re at Little Four ¡ª what nonsense is this little idiot spewing now? She was Ling Xiao¡¯s child; hasn¡¯t it been said since ancient times that daughters resemble their fathers? Her resembling Ling Xiao was a perfectly normal thing! Ling Xiao was undoubtedly in a great mood. In the past, he had always waited for Ling Lan to start speaking, but this time, he initiated conversation by asking, "Ling Lan, my child, do you need me to exin anything for you this time?" Ling Lan shook her head. "Nothing at present. I¡¯ve juste to tell you that we may not be able toe here in the near future for a period of time." Hearing this, Ling Xiao was taken aback. "Why?" Ling Lan chuckled dryly. "I need to go back to the mansion. There aren¡¯t any login devices tuned to the scout academy¡¯s virtual space there. If I want toe here, it¡¯s a little problematic." Ling Xiao¡¯s initial excitement and joy gradually dissipated, and a trace of sadness swept through his gaze. Because it passed by so swiftly, lost in her own thoughts and emotions, Ling Lan did not notice. After a beat of silence, Ling Xiao opened his mouth to say, "When will you be leaving, approximately?" Ling Lan silently estimated the time her body needed to recover. "One monthter at the soonest." One monthter, even if her internal injuries were still not fully healed, she should be able toe out from the recovery pod. "Then in this one month, try to take time toe here as much as possible," said Ling Xiao with a stern expression. Without his smile, he faintly exerted an invisible force of presence, causing Ling Lan to instantly feel pressured. "Yes, daddy!" replied Ling Lan, standing tall reflexively. Ling Xiao¡¯s looked long and hard at Ling Lan, as if trying to engrave Ling Lan¡¯s appearance into his heart. Under Ling Xiao¡¯s focused gaze, Ling Lan¡¯s palms were sweating from nervousness. As if sensing Ling Lan¡¯s anxiety and unease, a faint smile appeared on Ling Xiao¡¯s face. This smile made Ling Xiao¡¯s entire force of presence dissipatepletely. Ling Lan immediately felt the invisible pressure upon her vanish; her entire person instantly at ease. "Tell me about your mother. Is she well?" Asking about Lan Luofeng, Ling Xiao¡¯s entire being became extremely gentle, the unconcealed love in his gaze so saturated that one could almost wring water out of it 2 . Seeing this kind of Ling Xiao, an old poem stirred in Ling Lan¡¯s mind ¡ª the strongest score-forged 3 steel, turns to finger-twining silk. When a man truly loves a woman, no matter how strong he was, he would willingly be finger-twining silk 4 ... The faint mncholy in Ling Lan¡¯s heart rose up once more ¡ª if Ling Xiao had not died, he and Lan Luofeng would most certainly have been a heavenly couple. However, the heavens were cruel, unwilling toy eyes on such a perfect happy ending ¡ª it insisted on leaving it unfulfilled, thus engraving it in bone and heart 5 . Ling Lan slowly recounted bits and pieces of Lan Luofeng¡¯s life in these past 13 years. She spoke of her gentleness, her doting love, her petty shameless y-tantrums, her untiring nagging ... as well as her rich descriptions of that perfectly wless husband in her mind¡¯s eye ... At this point of her narration, Ling Lan saw a sh of pain pass through Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes, as well as a faint sense of regret, and even a trace of nkness. The two of them ¡ª one seated, one standing ¡ª thus conversed half the day away. Only then did Ling Lan realise that there was actually a differentiation between day and night within the legacy space. The visibility inside the study gradually grew dim, as the sun outside the window gradually fell below the western horizon. Chapter 180: Proud Of You! Chapter 180: Proud Of You! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Only then did Ling Xiao seem to be aware of the passing of time. He blinked and said, "Oh, it¡¯s thiste?" He looked at Ling Lan and asked, "Are you leaving now?" Ling Lan really wanted to say that she had stayed here for too long, that someone outside must already be looking for her. But, for some reason, Ling Lan found that she just could not spit those words out. Even so, Ling Lan¡¯s silence had already told Ling Xiao that she really could stay no longer. "Don¡¯t forget. This one month, find time toe here as much as possible!" Ling Xiao emphasized this point heavily once more, as if worried Ling Lan would forget. Ling Lan nodded heavily. This was the first time she felt that leaving this ce was so difficult, her heart ever so reluctant ... "Go!" That said, Ling Xiao waved a hand, and Ling Lan felt herself being pushed out by a sweep of energy. By the time she came to her senses, she was already outside the legacy space. "Boss, let¡¯s go!" Ling Lan was not the only one who was reluctant; Little Four was just as reluctant. But they were really just out of time. The two of them quickly returned to the recovery pod. They had not been back for 3 minutes when the recovery pod was opened to reveal Lan Luofeng¡¯s frantic and anxious face. Ling Lan gave her mother a wide smile, soothing her by saying, "Mummy, I¡¯ve woken up. I¡¯m fine!" Ling Lan had really wanted to smile brilliantly, but the tears in her eyes began to flow uncontrobly ... Mummy, did you know that Daddy and I had talked about you all afternoon? Did you know that, when Daddy heard news about you, his face would emit a radiant light? Did you know that, Daddy had to forcefully hold back the grief and regret he felt when he heard those wistful words you said while missing him? Two people who were so obviously in love ... why did they have to be so cruelly separated by life and death? For the first time, Ling Lan felt pain stab into her heart, on behalf of her parents of this life who loved her so. "Ling Lan, is it very painful?" Lan Luofeng was frantic over Ling Lan¡¯s tears, thinking Ling Lan was in unbearable pain. Ling Lan shook her head and said, "It doesn¡¯t hurt. I¡¯m just d I¡¯m still alive ... Mummy, living is great, isn¡¯t it?" If Ling Xiao were still alive, would Lan Luofeng¡¯s life be without regrets? "Yup, it¡¯s great as long as you¡¯re alive!" Lan Luofeng nodded emphatically, tears flowing down her face as well. As long as Ling Lan lived, even if she had to die immediately in exchange, she would be willing ... At times, Lan Luofeng would think to herself that, if Ling Xiao were still alive, no one would dare toy a hand on her Ling Lan. But Ling Xiao had truly passed away so young. Without his protection, those despicable and avaricious people had targeted their child without reservation. From young, Ling Lan had learned on her own that she had to bear everything on her own shoulders ... Ling Xiao, oh, Ling Xiao, how could you bear to leave us behind? However much I love you, that is how much I hate you! A trace of resentment shed through Lan Luofeng¡¯s teary eyes. For the first time ever, she had a grudge in her heart towards Ling Xiao. ******** Ever since Ling Lan woke up, her body was slowly recovering within the recovery pod. This news was greeted with great joy by everyone in the Ling family. If the family head holding up a family is out of the picture, the family would very easily copse on itself. After finding out that Ling Lan was fine, Ling Qin began a new round of investigative retrenchment within the Ling family mansion. For some of those family loyalists whose loyalty could not be guaranteed, Ling Qin sent them all out of Doha to others to expand the Ling family businesses. He needed to ensure that before Ling Lan returned to the Ling family mansion, that all the Ling family members remaining on Doha were loyal without question. Ling Lan¡¯s multiple brushes with danger had thoroughly frightened this Ling family chambein. He did not want Ling Lan to ever be in such crises again due to some negligence on his part. Ling Qin knew very well that luck would only work once or twice, but never three or four times. He needed to takeprehensive action ahead of time in order to ensure Ling Lan¡¯s safety. At this moment, Ling Lan did not know that because of her, everyone in the Ling family had begun to move, trying to create a safe home for her to recuperate in peace. In this one month, she was busy sneaking into Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space along with Little Four to meet Ling Xiao. However, in this one month, Ling Xiao was obviously much stricter than before. The moment Ling Lan entered the legacy space, Ling Xiao would throw her into an assessment space to test all the abilities she had learned thus far. Even if she passed the assessment on a particr front, this did not mean that Ling Lan was free ¡ª the next time, the assessment would still be there, but its contents would have been raised by a whole difficulty level ... These kinds of pressure-test assessments allowed Ling Lan to gain a deeper understanding of all the abilities under her belt. Her initially already somewhat loosened and primed Qi-Jin at peak stage, under the continuous pressuring over the course of the month, sessfully broke through to officially enter the optimal peak level of Qi-Jin. As long as Ling Lan continued to umte the Qi in her body, she felt that she would soon be able to peek into the profound secrets of Domain stage. Still, Ling Lan had the vague feeling that she already seemed to understand what the profound secrets of Domain stage were ¡ª but that feeling was like a sh of lightning, slipping away before it could be caught. But Ling Lan believed that as long as the energy within her body umted till a certain level, she would perhaps then be able to know what the profound secrets of Domain stage were. That great barrier that blocked off 99.9999999999% of Houtian Domain masters from ascending to be Xiantian Domain masters 1 ¡ª to her, was perhaps not that difficult ... This feeling was very intriguing; Ling Lan felt as if she were being informed by her own body¡¯s instinct. This pleased Ling Lan tremendously. Initially, she had thought that ascending to Domain stage would require luck and serendipity, that she may very well be stuck at this barrier for up to 5 to 10 years ¡ª perhaps even her whole life. But unexpectedly, the heavens favoured her so, actually bestowing such a cheat upon her ... In her excitement, Ling Lan told her father Ling Xiao what she was feeling. Ling Lan¡¯s strange feelings also caused Ling Xiao to be rather stunned. However, Ling Xiao did not believe that these feelings were untraceable, and so carefully asked her for a detailed ounting of everything that had happened in the recent past. When he heard that someone had borrowed her body to unleash Domain energy, Ling Xiao was pretty sure he now understood part of it. Ling Xiao guessed that, because Ling Lan¡¯s body had felt Domain stage energy first-hand, its muscles had generated a type of Domain energy memory. Moreover, this memory would help Ling Lan grasp the profound secrets of Domain, and from there, lead Ling Lan into bing a true Domain master. Regarding this, Ling Xiao could not help but admit that Ling Lan¡¯s luck was truly astounding ¡ª actually being able to benefit from misfortune under those kinds of circumstances. However, Ling Xiao also believed that this muscle memory would fade away with the passage of time. Therefore, for Ling Lan to sessfully advance to Domain stage, she would need to do so before this muscle memory disappeared. Otherwise, once enough time passed, the muscle memory would vanish, and this fortuitous catalyst would also be lost. At that time, for Ling Lan to advance to Domain stage, she would then have to do it the hard way like other people. She would have to continue to seek out chance opportunities to obtain the possibility of sudden insight. Ling Xiao¡¯s words gave great joy to Ling Lan even as they burdened her. Indeed, this was her lucky chance ¡ª but whether or not she could take good advantage of it still depended on her hard work. ******** A month passed swiftly. On this day, Ling Lan once again came to Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space. Ling Xiao did not act like before and throw Ling Lan into an assessment space, nor did he give pointers on Ling Lan¡¯sbat weaknesses and instruct her through learning exercises. At this moment, he was just sitting behind his study desk, deep in thought. Seeing Ling Lan arrive, he stood up and slowly walked over to Ling Lan¡¯s side, and then hugged her close gently. "Ling Lan, my child, in this one month, you have worked hard. I am very happy seeing your growth." Ling Lan, in Ling Xiao¡¯s embrace, felt her father¡¯s warm presence enveloping her. This caused Ling Lan to breathe in silently. This was the first time Ling Xiao was hugging her ¡ª it felt so good that she almost lost herself in the sensation. This kind of warm hug filled with the sense of safety, was an experience so distant within Ling Lan¡¯s memory, almost forgotten ... Only when she experienced it again did Ling Lan know that she had always yearned for it inside her heart. She yearned for all of this ... as expected, she was still a girl, somewhat sentimental! This was really not a good thing ¡ª her current identity did not permit her to be weak ... But, just this once, let her let loose and be selfish ¡ª let her revert to being a little girl for once, and freely enjoy the warmth and safety of her father¡¯s embrace. It was as if the wind and rain would be kept out by this strong and gentle man before her eyes ¡ª she could just hide safely within the nest of her father¡¯s arms. "Time really went by so quickly, I don¡¯t feel ready to let go ..." Ling Xiao¡¯s arms suddenly tightened around her, his entire presence shifting from its initial tender warmth into cold grimness. "But, a baby eagle must still leave its nest to fly on its own eventually ..." Ling Xiao slowly pushed Ling Lan away. "All I should have taught you, I already have. In the end ..." Ling Xiao slowly reached out his right hand, and tapped Ling Lan lightly on the forehead. Ling Lan blinked nkly, then felt a surge of foreign memories rush into her brain, including some of the tasks Ling Xiao needed her to do after this. Ling Lan stared dubiously at Ling Xiao, unsure why he would use this method to leave his final instructions. Ling Xiao smiled gently, a finger lightly pressed to his lips, in a shushing motion, indicating for Ling Lan not to say anything. In his eyes, there was a trace of cunning. " I believe the military has always been monitoring this area. In truth, I¡¯ve sensed the presence of a foreign spiritual entity, but that spiritual entity does not seem to have any bad intentions, which is why I¡¯ve ignored them. Still, some things, some legacies, should not be known to other people ... it¡¯s fine if you understand, don¡¯t say anything." These words by Ling Xiao rang out in Ling Lan¡¯s mind; it was uttered from the spiritual entity Ling Xiao had inserted into her mind just previously. Ling Lan surreptitiously wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, unsure whether she should tell Ling Xiao of Little Four¡¯s existence. However, Ling Xiao did not give Ling Lan any opportunity to speak. He suddenly lifted his head to look out the study door and said, "Although I really cannot bear to part from you, for your safety, I need to disappear now ..." Ling Xiao bowed his head, once more looking intently at Ling Lan, his eyes shining with relief and happiness. "Ling Lan, I am very proud I am your father. One day, you will create your own legend. Daddy is proud of you!" That said, Ling Xiao beamed. The smile on his face this time was more radiant than any before it, dazzling to the eye, but Ling Lan did not get lost in its brilliance this time. Because, an indescribable sadness was rising in her heart at that moment ¡ª in Ling Xiao¡¯s smile, Ling Lan could see deeply hidden grief and regret. If it were possible, Ling Lan believed that Ling Xiao would never want to die ¡ª he would never choose to disappear from this world. Chapter 181: The Disappearance of Ling Xiaos Legacy! Chapter 181: The Disappearance of Ling Xiao¡¯s Legacy! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Goodbye!" Ling Lan only saw Ling Xiao¡¯s lips move, leaving behind this one final word, and then she was chased out by a great force by Ling Xiao once more ... Ling Lan¡¯s mind had yet to settle when Little Four¡¯s expression became frantic. "Not good, Dad¡¯s legacy space is disappearing!" Hearing this, Ling Lan was horrified. She tried to enter the legacy space again, but was barred. Even Little Four, this practically omnipotent god of the virtual world, had also been forcefully ejected by this powerful force of the legacy space, unable to find any way to get close ... At this time, Ling Xiao¡¯s voice rang out in Ling Lan¡¯s mind, "Stop, my child. Please forgive this irresponsible father of yours. Please take on my responsibility, take good care of your mother, Lan Luofeng!" As this voice faded, Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space also vanished from the virtual world of the scout academy, leaving no trace behind. It was as if Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space had never existed. "Boss, Dad ... really disappeared ..." Little Four abruptly appeared beside Ling Lan. In virtual space, Little Four could freely control his manifestation. And so, a little boy of about 5 to 6 years old clung to Ling Lan¡¯s sleeve, sad tears streaming endlessly from his eyes. Little Four was so sad because he had not even had the chance to introduce himself to Ling Xiao, or call Ling Xiao ¡¯daddy¡¯ to his face ... Ling Lan suppressed the urge to cry, patting Little Four gently on the head as she tried tofort him, "Daddy didn¡¯t disappear. He will always be in our hearts, isn¡¯t that so?" Ling Lan¡¯s words caused Little Four to be thoughtful. He held back his gushing tears, but just when he was about to say something, he noticed a notification from the virtual space. His expression turned grim and he said, "Boss, we need to leave quickly. There are hackers and spectres approaching ..." Little Four quickly whisked Ling Lan away with him. In several sh steps, they were back in the recovery pod. As they ran, Little Four did not forget to wipe clean all traces of their presence within that virtual space. Little Four believed that, with the work of an intelligence-entity of his level, a normal person would not be able to find anything suspicious. However, Little Four was still very cautious. After sending Ling Lan back, he returned to the scene once again. He had considered it ¡ªif anyone found anything by ident, he would utterly destroy the scout academy¡¯s virtual world, deleting all data within it. He would not allow any danger toe to his Boss. Just a few seconds after Little Four had run away with Ling Lan, five people suddenly appeared where they had been standing. Four of them were dressed in uniforms, while thest was wearing a ck robe which cloaked his entire body, hiding his appearance. This was the standard outfit for spectres. One of the men dressed in uniform, obviously somewhat higher in rank, said to the others, "It should be here. Go investigate and see if there are any abnormalities." Receiving their orders, the other four began to move. Not long after, they reported their findings to the head. "Colonel, there is no trace of the existence of a legacy space, and there is also no sign of one being moved by human measures ..." said one of the uniformed members obscurely. He knew very well whose legacy space they were looking for. If it were lost, it would be an immeasurable loss for the entire Federation. "Colonel, I have already sessfully noted down all students who were in the area within these three hours. Here is the name list ..." said another uniformed member as he handed a sheet of white paper over to the colonel. On it was a tightly packed list of student names. The colonel epted the name list but did not look at it. Instead, he turned to look at the ck-robed man on the other side. "Lieutenant Colonel J, did you find anything?" Lieutenant Colonel J was specially transferred by the military from another specials team to assist them. With regards to the other¡¯s details, the colonel did not know much, and even the other¡¯s face was unknown to the colonel. However, the colonel was not annoyed by this. He knew that no one had the right to know the true identity of a spectre other than the spectre¡¯s direct supervisor. These were all necessary measures set in ce to protect spectres. Every country maintainedprehensive monitoring on spectres. In particr, if an enemy nation¡¯s spectre was discovered, all attempts would be made to kill them off. The moment the spectre¡¯s real identity was exposed, as long as there was any chance of killing the other, a nation would choose to make a move even if it had to pay a steep price. This was because there was no way at present for human society to be separated from the virtual worldpletely ¡ª and spectres were existences equal to death gods in the virtual world. No matter how strong a person was in real life, the moment they entered the virtual world, if they were targeted by a spectre, they pretty much had no chance of escape. It should be said that spectres were a type of bnce-disrupting existence to the virtual world. Their death-god-like ability was feared and distrusted by all the people in power, regardless of their nationality ... Lieutenant Colonel J indicated for the colonel to wait patiently, and then he spread out his spectre ability, beginning to sense the chaotic energy in the surroundings. Meanwhile, the colonel took the opportunity to scan quickly through the name list in his hands. Seeing no one clearly suspicious on the list, he handed the document over to the uniformed member standing beside him all this while, saying, "Let the monitoring room dig out the information on all the people on this list. Investigate it thoroughly, don¡¯t let anything at all suspicious slip through." "Yes, Colonel!" The uniformed member left swiftly after epting the document. After sensing for a moment, Lieutenant Colonel J said, "I don¡¯t sense the remnant energy of any other spectre." A spectre¡¯s energy signature can only be sensed by another spectre. "The disappearance of the legacy space should have nothing to do with spectres." Hearing what Lieutenant Colonel J had to say, the colonel let out a breath of relief. If this incident had truly been caused by the infiltration of an enemy nation¡¯s spectre, he would probably have been court-martialled and inevitably charged with dereliction of duty. "However ..." Lieutenant Colonel J¡¯s voice carried a slight tone of confusion, "The remnant energy here makes me feel a little ufortable." "Ah?" said the colonel excitedly, "have you sensed something strange?" Lieutenant Colonel J shook his head and said, "That¡¯s not it. Perhaps the self-destruction of the legacy space produced some energy that affects my spectre abilities." He could not exin it. This was just a gut feeling of his, not a sense of danger. That energy he sensed just made him feel extremely ufortable, as if somewhat repulsive to his spectre abilities. The colonel instantly understood what Lieutenant Colonel J was trying to say. A legacy space left by a god-ss operator would most certainly carry some of the god-ss operator¡¯s spiritual energy. These energies were extremely powerful ¡ª if spectres could be said to have a counter, these god-ss masters would be their only rivals in the virtual world. Their spiritual power was formidable enough that even these death gods could do nothing against them. After figuring it out, the colonel cast Lieutenant Colonel J¡¯s words into the back of his mind. Instead, he began to worry over how he could ount for the disappearance of Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space to his superiors. Even though he had escaped the fate of being court-martialled, he still needed to find a reasonable exnation for this freak phenomenon! So, with a woebegone expression, he asked, "Then, Lieutenant Colonel J, can you guess the reason for the legacy space¡¯s disappearance?" Lieutenant Colonel J contemted the issue in silence for a moment, then said unhurriedly, "Actually, there are many reasons why a legacy space would disappear. One, would be due to outside interference, which would mostly be due to spectre abilities. Another, would be that the legacy of the legacy space has already been passed on. Once an inheritorpletely masters everything the legacy space has to offer, to ensure the exclusivity of the inheritor¡¯s legacy, the legacy space would choose to self-destruct ..." The colonel¡¯s eyes lighted up. "Are you saying that, it is possible for that legacy space to have been sessfully inherited by someone?" Lieutenant Colonel J nodded lightly. "Yes, that is one of the possibilities. Of course, another possibility is that, the legacy space¡¯s creator had set a final deadline. Once that deadline is exceeded, regardless of whether the legacy space was inherited or not, it would still begin its self-destruct sequence." The colonel had initially been thrilled by hearing of the possibility of the legacy being inherited, but what Lieutenant Colonel J had to say next about a self-destruct deadline caused his face to fall. He truly did not wish for Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space to have disappeared because of thetter reason ¡ª this would be such a heavy loss for the Federation. Right now, he could only hope that it was the second of the three possibilities listed. As long as they could find Ling Xiao¡¯s inheritor, then they would be able to obtain all of the secrets to Ling Xiao¡¯s ascension to god-ss operator status from the inheritor. At that time, even if they could not use those secrets to ascend to god-ss, the Federation would probably be able to produce mass numbers of top-notch mecha operators and dominate the entire human world. The Federation¡¯s dream of being at the top of the world would be realised! Having received an investigative report, the colonel had no mind to continue staying here in this virtual space. He immediately led his team of five away from the scene. They had not left for long when Little Four¡¯s figure appeared where they had been standing. His little face was extremely grim, and he muttered to himself, "Spectres, eh? Rather impressive, as expected ..." That said, he disappeared once more. Meanwhile, at this time, both in the virtual space and in reality, the news of the disappearance of Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space had already gone viral 1 . Because there had never been confirmed news that Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space had chosen an inheritor, all the students had remained extremely passionate in trying to crack this mysterious legacy space. There was attention on it at all times, so when the legacy space disappeared, the news immediately spread like wildfire among the students. The military, which had wanted to keep the matter under wraps, had beenpletely caught off-guard. The only relief was that, aside from some of the upper ranks of the military and the academy¡¯s dean, no one else knew who had been the creator of the legacy space. The military¡¯s investigation continued on in secret. The upper ranks of the military were leaning towards the exnation that the legacy had been inherited sessfully. Therefore, they ordered strict monitoring and investigation on those people who had engaged with the legacy space over the past month before its disappearance. The moment anything strange was discovered, these students would be apprehended and brought in for covert questioning. For this purpose, they even transferred in some hypnotists from particr special ops teams to hypnotise the children to try and find out the truth. However, all these seemingly suspicious students turned out not to be Ling Xiao¡¯s inheritor. This oue disappointed them, and also made them anxious ¡ª their movements began to intensify, no longer being as covert as before. Chapter 182: I Want to Become Strong! Chapter 182: I Want to Be Strong! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr These actions drew strong opposition from the purely academic faction within the scout academy. They felt that these measures by the military was obviously making light of the wellbeing of their students. Although the Federation dered that hypnosis was harmless to the human body, and the general public believed that, the experienced teachers in the scout academy knew that hypnosis was actually a form of spiritual attack. It would cause some cracks and holes to appear in the spiritual self of the one being hypnotised. This would affect the children¡¯s future development, especially those who wanted to be mecha operators or starship navigators. Spiritual damage was especially taboo for those two career pathways. From the start, the Central Scout Academy had been the gathering grounds of almost all the top 3 tiers of exceptional children. All of these children were very likely to be excellent soldiers in the future ¡ª the loss of any single one of them would be a loss to the Federation. Thus, the pure-academic faction, with Dean Ye Yifan at its head, made the decision to chase out the monitoring military staff currently within the campus. They needed to protect their students! Moreover, Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space was gone; it was unnecessary for these monitoring staff to remain in the Central Scout Academy. The upper ranks of the military were naturally unwilling to just give up on Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy, but there was a pure-academic faction within the military upper ranks as well which supported the Central Scout Academy¡¯s decision. On top of that, the Grand Marshal also seemed to be on the side of the Central Scout Academy, so the military had no choice but to agree to withdraw the monitoring team trying to reim Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy. In fact, this intense bacsh from the Central Scout Academy was inrge part due to the sudden unfounded suspicion towards Ling Lan by one of the senior officers in the monitoring team. The team had then requested the right to interrogate Ling Lan from the academy. This caused Mu Shui-qing, who had been watching over Ling Lan all this time, to be livid, and also spurred the dean of the academy, Ye Yifan, into an explosive rage. Mind you, for this past month or so, Ling Lan had been calmly lying within a recovery pod, with no way of logging onto the virtual world. Without any shred of evidence whatsoever, the military had actually dared to submit such a preposterous request ¡ª this made the instructors of the pure-academic faction of the academy unbelievably mad. Especially once the academy found out that the fake teachers who tried to assassinate Ling Lan hade about due to the negligence of the monitoring team ... one of their teams had been secretly killed and reced while returning from the outside and the monitoring team had not noticed the problem, which had allowed the opponents to sessfully infiltrate the Central Scout Academy and obtain the chance for an assassination. Their negligence had already caused their student to receive such severe injuries, and they still wanted to take things one step further to destroy their student¡¯s future? Did they really take the Central Scout Academy to be pussycats? Here for them to push around as they liked? Enraged, the Central Scout Academy no longer gave any face to the military. They immediately threw an eviction notice at the monitoring team. This forceful measure let the monitoring team know that the matter was thoroughly out of their control now ¡ª although they tried their best to negotiate, it was all useless. It should be said that the monitoring team had done a very stupid thing. Not only did this suggestion enrage the Central Scout Academy beyond reason, even the pure-academic faction within the upper ranks of the internal military itself was extremely angry. Even the Federation¡¯s Grand Marshal expressed extreme displeasure with their actions. In the end, with no way of salvaging the situation, the monitoring team could only slip away from the Central Scout Academy with their tails between their legs. Meanwhile, Ye Yifan had taken this opportunity to fire almost all of the teachers within the academy who were not focused purely on academics. Only a small portion, with true skills but not much influence, managed to remain at the end of this great spring cleaning ... Of course, this series of events was generally unknown to the scout students. They only knew that some of the teachers they were familiar with were gone, while some new unfamiliar teachers had emerged. However, there would always be new teachers appearing every year anyway, so the students did not find it strange. Still, the military needed toe to a final verdict for the disappearance of Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space. In the end, the military chose the final possibility as proposed by Lieutenant Colonel J. Ling Xiao must have set a final deadline when he had first created his legacy space. Whether or not his legacy was inherited, when the time came, the space would self-destruct. This deduction made perfect sense and was epted by a majority of the upper ranks. Although an extremely small portion of the upper ranks still insisted on believing that someone had obtained Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy ¡ª they believed they just had not found the inheritor yet. However, when they heard that the Grand Marshal had approved the military¡¯s submitted verdict, they knew the tide had passed. They could only regretfully give up on their investigations ¡ª no one would dare to question the Grand Marshal¡¯s decision. And so, the disappearance of Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space ended without any great trouble, bing one of the military¡¯s unsolved mysteries. The furore over the disappearance of Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space faded into tranquillity with the passage of time. Meanwhile, after resting for a full month and more, the condition of Ling Lan¡¯s body was getting much better. When Lan Luofeng found out that Ling Lan was able toe out from the recovery pod, she decided that it was time to pack up. Three dayster, they would return to the Ling family mansion. In these 3 days, Lan Luofeng was extremely busy. She submitted a request for the academy to process Ling Lan¡¯s withdrawal from the school; this was undoubtedly against Federation regtions. However, considering the special circumstances ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s body still needed time to recover, and Mu Shui-qing was exerting pressure on Ye Yifan ¡ª the academypromised. Ling Lan would have to return to the school in three years time to take the academy¡¯s final exam and apply for further enrolment at a military school or some other specialised academy then. After obtaining this promise from Lan Luofeng, the scout academy agreed to Ling Lan¡¯s withdrawal request. News of the assassination attempt against Ling Lan during the grand armed melee had spread across the whole academy after the grand armed melee. The 7th grade, in particr, found out that Ling Lan had only been attacked by enemy nation assassins after sessfully dispatching the top student of the 10th grade. If academy teachers had not arrived at the scene in time, Ling Lan might very well have been killed. This aggravated the entire 7th grade as a whole, because they knew very well that if Ling Lan had not dispatched the top rank of the 10th grade before he had been taken out, the winners of the grand armed melee was likely to have been the 10th grade ... Considering what might have been, the 7th grade was filled with hatred for those enemy nations of the Federation 1 . Qi Long and the others of Ling Lan¡¯s group of friends, were especially livid. They wished they could personally find those killers and tear them into pieces. Lan Luofeng knew what the truth of the matter was, but also knew that this was politics. For unity, security, and to fan the patriotism of the students, some lies needed to exist, while some truths needed to be buried. Lan Luofeng did not want to be at odds with the country¡¯s political machinations ¡ª as long as they could give her a satisfactory ounting, she would not concern herself with these trivial things. Thus, she chose to look the other way. Qi Long and the others were extremely worried about Ling Lan¡¯s condition. While Ling Lan was still unconscious, they kepting to visit him, and so they knew that the damage to Ling Lan¡¯s body was severe enough to require a long stay at home. Ling Lan could no longer continue to attend school with them at the academy. This news saddened them, especially Qi Long. After finding out the news, he ran off on his own to abat room for a punishing round of training. In the end, it was still Han Jijyun who managed to coax him back out. Even so, the other members of Ling Lan¡¯s team could clearly sense the change in Qi Long. Although he seemed as outgoing and straightforward as ever, it was as if there was a rumbling volcano inside him. Though everything looked normal on the outside, no one could tell when he would explode ... Han Jijyun was half pleased and half worried at this condition of Qi Long¡¯s. He was pleased because Qi Long had be much more proactive over matters involving Boss Lan, disying much more initiative. But he was also worried because he was afraid Qi Long would be unable to bear the pressure he put on himself, and crumble under it in the end ... Han Jijyun clenched his fists silently, telling himself that he must work hard. He must not let Qi Long walk down the path of self-destruction. Whenever Qi Long lost his way, he would step up to show him the way ... ******** When official news of Ling Lan¡¯s withdrawal from school came out, Qi Long¡¯s group, including Han Xuya and Luo Chao, as well as the original members of group 072, all came to make their final farewells with Ling Lan. Filled with reluctance, the group came to stand before Ling Lan. Right then, Ling Lan was seated in a technologically-advanced wheelchair. Seeing the group here to say goodbye to her, Ling Lan¡¯s heart was filled with happiness. However, when Ling Lan saw Qi Long¡¯s appearance, her brows twitched into a slight frown. Observant as ever, she had noticed something off about Qi Long. "Qi Long,e here." Seeing Qi Long¡¯s state, Ling Lan was instantly in a bad mood. She coldly ordered Qi Long toe and stand beside her. Qi Long excitedly walked over to wait for his boss¡¯s instructions, but Ling Lan did not say anything. With a flick of her finger, Ling Lan sent an ice bead smacking into Qi Long¡¯s forehead, causing Qi Long¡¯s head to bend back involuntarily. Qi Long grimaced at the pain, his right hand flying up to press and rub at his forehead. He shouted, "Boss, why did you hit me?" Ling Lan¡¯s ice bead had left a dark red mark on Qi Long¡¯s forehead. It was clear that Ling Lan had not wanted to be soft on Qi Long. "Seeing your current state, I just feel annoyed and really want to hit you." Confused, Qi Long asked, "Why, Boss? Aren¡¯t I doing quite well?" "Quite well? What¡¯s up with your angry-at-the-world attitude?" sniffed Ling Lan. Ling Lan could clearly sense the bottled rage Qi Long had stoppered up inside him. Qi Long was silent. His hanging arms curled into fists, the veins on the backs of his hands bing obvious. He did not even seem to notice even when his nails left deep marks on his palms. Should he tell Boss Lan how much he hated his own helplessness? ... If he had just been a little stronger, Boss Lan would not have had to fight on his own. Qi Long knew that despite the all-around lock on themunicative functions on theirmunicators during the grand armed melee, Boss Lan could bypass those restrictions. So, Boss Lan could easily have notified them when he was being attacked. But even when Boss Lan¡¯s life had been hanging in the bnce, he had still chosen not to contact them, fighting on his own instead. Qi Long knew that this was because Ling Lan did not want to bring them into danger. But from another perspective, this proved that they were just too weak to help Ling Lan ... "Smack!" A cold staff-shaped weapon rapped the backs of Qi Long¡¯s hands, leaving behind a red line. "What are you doing? Self-mutting? I don¡¯t have such a wimpy follower," said Ling Lan coldly, an ice-staff in her hands. Ling Lan¡¯s words caused Qi Long¡¯s feelings to be unbnced, his breathing bing ragged as his chest rose and fell noticeably. He blurted out, "Boss, I want to be strong!" Ling Lan¡¯s brow quirked. "Why?" "I don¡¯t want to just stand behind you anymore. I don¡¯t want to see Boss hurt but be helpless to do anything about it. This feeling sucks ..." Qi Long mumbled lowly. His fists clenched tight once again, and he lifted his head to shout abruptly, "So, I want to be strong enough! I want to be able to fight by your side, Boss, and be your left and right arms, true sworn brothers that can brave life and death together ..." Chapter 183: Latent Problems and a Mission! Chapter 183: Latent Problems and a Mission! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan was stunned by these words. She had not expected herself to be the cause of Qi Long¡¯s sad state. At this moment, Qi Long had lost his mental bnce due to his desperate need to grow stronger. Although being more proactive and more aggressive than before was a good thing, it was not so easy to strengthen one¡¯sbat arts just like that. The process needed the umtion of time. If she did not have the learning space, which multiplied the amount of training time she had by manyfold ¡ª just relying on the time she had in real life, it would have been impossible to achieve the peak stage of Qi-Jin ... It should be said that something had gone wrong with Qi Long¡¯s mental state. If this issue was not resolved soon, it would definitely be a greattent danger to Qi Long in future. After weighing the matter for a moment, Ling Lan said, "Qi Long, I¡¯m very happy you think this way. In future, we may be deployed to a battlefield. At that time, I hope that you will be the one protecting my back!" Qi Long eyes zed, his entire beinging to attention. Ling Lan was clearly telling him that he had high hopes for him; this increased his intent to be stronger ¡ª he definitely would not let Boss down. "But, Qi Long, it¡¯s not that easy to be strong. It cannot be rushed. You need the umtion of time ..." However, Ling Lan¡¯s following words made Qi Long¡¯s heart sink. Was Boss Lan refusing him? Perhaps he wasn¡¯t a genius, and so could not keep up with Boss¡¯ footsteps? "I hope that you will take things a step at a time and build your foundations well. Then you¡¯ll be able to go higher in the future," said Ling Lan slowly. "But that way, the distance between us will just keep gettingrger," said Qi Long agitatedly. Ling Lan¡¯s brow quirked. "How could it? You will just be getting closer and closer to me." "Huh?" Qi Long was struck dumb by Ling Lan¡¯s words. For a moment, he just could not understand what Ling Lan meant. Ling Lan coolly pointed at her body and said, "What is the condition of my body?" Qi Long lowered his head and said, downcast, "You need to recuperate for 3 to 4 years!" This was what the Ling family had announced to the public. "Qi Long, this is the price!" said Ling Lan, self-mockingly, "Although the damage to my body was caused by the assassination attempt by enemies this time, my body is damaged so badly mostly because I had sometent problems remaining from breaking through too quickly before that." In her heart, Ling Lan silently confessed her sins to any passing gods. For the sake of her little follower¡¯s future, she could only lie. Honestly, Ling Lan¡¯s words were not entirely a lie ¡ª if Ling Lan had not possessed the godlike cheating device, the learning space, even the most talented of prodigies would have had to pay an evesting pyrrhic price to achieve her current level of strength. "How can this be?" Ling Lan¡¯s words shocked all of her littlepanions. They could not believe that their Boss Lan, who seemed so formidable and level-headed, would actually do such a foolish thing. Ling Lan swept her gaze in a circle over herpanions before her and said tonelessly, "Because I did not want to lose to my father ..." Ling Lan lifted her head slightly, as if holding back her emotions. Very quickly, she lowered her head again, and when she faced them once more, she was back to normal. "But my talent is no match for my father¡¯s. No matter how hard I train, I still cannot reach the pace of my father. Slowly, I felt the gap widening so I became impatient. Thus, at a moment not really suitable for breaking through, I still chose to break through." Qi Long and a few others knew who Ling Lan¡¯s father was, so they did not reveal any signs of surprise at hearing this. In contrast, the faces of the others who had no idea who Ling Lan¡¯s father was were filled with bewilderment as they stared at Ling Lan. In their eyes, Ling Lan was already so aberrantly prodigious that they could only look up to him ... but now, Ling Lan was saying that he waspletely no match for his father ... Then, how aberrant was Ling Lan¡¯s father exactly?! Ling Lan saw the stupefied expressions of the others, and instantly realised that they probably still did not know that her father was Ling Xiao. It looked like before Qi Long and the others had gotten explicit permission from her, they had not told any of the others about this information. Her heart was instantly filled with gratitude and affection for them. A thought passed through her mind, and she said, "Can¡¯t figure it out? How can there be someone so aberrant?" Han Xuya, Luo Chao, and the others nodded their heads vigorously at Ling Lan¡¯s words. They really could not figure out who could be so aberrant and terrifying to cause the seemingly all-powerful Boss Lan admit defeat. "My father is Ling Xiao!" The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips twitched upwards. She could not conceal the pride she felt that her father was just that aberrant. "Ah!" Han Xuya was the first to scream in shock. A great lover of mecha, she naturally knew what the name Ling Xiao represented. "God-ss operator!" In their astonishment, the others could not help but gulp. In their hearts, Ling Xiao was like a deity ¡ª they would never have dared to even think of rting anyone by their side to him. After a fit of excitement, thepanions quickly calmed down. They looked at Ling Lan with gazes of admiration and also sympathy. They admired that Ling Lan¡¯s father was the god-ss operator Ling Xiao, but also pitied Ling Lan for actually trying to challenge that publicly acknowledged number one prodigy. It would have been more of a shock if he hadn¡¯t lost badly! Ling Lan felt somewhat awkward under these stares. In any case, she really had no intention ofparing herself to her father, but this excuse was just more convincing. She coughed and then turned to look at Qi Long, and said, "Qi Long, even though I managed to force a breakthrough sessfully, I hurt my foundations. So, I have no choice but to rest for a long period of time after being injured this time. Do you also want to be like me? Lying in a bed for 4 to 5 years, maybe even longer?" Qi Long shook his head emphatically. He did not want that. He just wanted to be able to stand by Boss¡¯s side when he needed him, and not just have to watch helplessly, or even be protected by Boss. Therefore, his desire to be strong would never change. At most, he would be a little more careful, making sure not to rush as much when trying to break through in his physical skills training. Qi Long¡¯s gaze shone with his determination. Ling Lan sighed internally ¡ª why was this brat so stubborn? For the first time, Ling Lan had a bit of a headache. It was really so goddamn difficult to be someone else¡¯s boss. How could she get rid of Qi Long¡¯s tenacious way of thinking? "Qi Long, you¡¯re actually cornering yourself now." Ling Lan suddenly thought of the uing mission of the 7th grade, and her eyes lighted up. She felt that she had a way to solve the problem now. Since she could not find a way to suppress Qi Long urgent desire to be strong, then she would give him a safe way to be stronger. "Physical skills are not the only path to bing stronger." Qi Long threw a confused nce at Ling Lan, unsure what Ling Lan wanted to say. "In this world, the strongest people are not physical fighters, but mecha operators," reminded Ling Lan, "Just like my father Ling Xiao, although his physical skills were only at Domain, he still became a god-ss operator, the Federation¡¯s ultimate weapon. This is an existence that even God-Realm masters cannotpare with. "And after this, you all will be going toplete the virtual world barrier-crossing mission. This was my original goal. Although I can¡¯t go anymore now, that doesn¡¯t mean I¡¯ve given up on this goal. So Qi Long, as the team leader, and as my follower, you need to finish it for me." Looking at the level of Qi Long¡¯s team right now, this mission was totally at an S-level difficulty. Hearing Ling Lan¡¯smand, Qi Long¡¯s spirits rallied. He pounded his chest and said, "Don¡¯t worry, Boss, I willplete this mission." "This is just the first step. After entering the real virtual world, go and learn how to operate mecha. Three yearster, when I return to the academy for the tests, I hope you will all have sessfully advanced to intermediate mecha warrior or higher. Especially you, Qi Long, you need to be at advanced mecha warrior level." "Why?" asked Qi Long, confused. "Didn¡¯t you want to be strong?" said Ling Lan calmly, "An advanced mecha warrior can match up with an early stage Domain master. At that time, you will have the right to stand beside me and fight alongside me." Qi Long¡¯s gaze glimmered. He had finally found a shortcut to bing stronger. 3 years, and he would have the right to stand by Boss¡¯s side. For him, this path was much more secure than physical skills. Qi Long nodded solemnly and said, "Alright, Boss, I will definitelyplete this goal. Three yearster, I will definitely be an advanced mecha operator." "Alright, if you all don¡¯t achieve this objective, three yearster, just wait for my punishment." Ling Lan¡¯s tone was cold and ominous when she said this, causing everyone else besides Qi Long to shiver involuntarily, their expressions paling noticeably. Mind you, to rise up from newbie trainee to intermediate mecha warrior in three years¡¯ time was an absolutely tough challenge. Even if they had not truly experienced what it was like to learn mecha control, they still knew that it required a massive amount of points to upgrade mecha within the virtual world. These points needed to be earned by winning mecha fights. Even more frightening was the fact that, once they lost, an equivalent of the number of points they would have won would be deducted from their umted score. This rule had caused many people to be stuck with thebel of newbie even after 2 to 3 years, because their total score was still in the negatives. For them to sessfully advance to intermediate mecha warrior in 3 years, they needed to maintain an extremely high win-rate, perhaps even not lose at all ... this waspletely impossible! Face ashen, Han Xuya could not help but open her mouth to plead, "Can the requirements be lowered for us girls?" Ling Lan swept a nce at the other, "If you think it¡¯s impossible, then it¡¯s better to just not go and not learn how to operate mecha." Ling Lan¡¯s merciless words caused Han Xuya¡¯s face to turn even paler, and she could not help but argue, "I remember that even the most impressive person in the virtual world needed 3 years and 3 months to advance from newbie to intermediate mecha warrior. How can we seed?" "That is just on public records. As far as I know, there is one person who only used half a year to be an intermediate mecha warrior from a newbie, in total using just one year to be an advanced mecha warrior," Ling Lan casually described a fact she knew. "How could that be? Who was he?" Han Xuya¡¯s first reaction was to disbelieve it. "My father, Ling Xiao!" replied Ling Lan calmly. "Uncle Ling is a god-ss operator, and also the globally recognized number one prodigy. How are we supposed topare to him?" said Han Xuya feebly. Her cry of ¡¯Uncle Ling¡¯ made Ling Lan¡¯s face twitch. Mind you, the Ling Xiao in the legacy space had been a stunning pretty boy ¡ªpletely ipatible with the title of ¡¯uncle¡¯. Ling Lan kept her face ck with all her might, and continued to say, "Which is why I asked you all to do it in three years. That¡¯s 3 times more time than what Ling Xiao used to advance. You should know that in the same three years of time, Ling Xiao had already advanced to ace operator status. You all should also know that for a mecha operator to advance to ace operator status is a natural chasm. Many people remain stuck in this chasm for all their lives, unable to break through ... Compared to this, my request is already low enough." Chapter 184: Divine Command Sect! Chapter 184: Divine Command Sect! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Han Xuya still wanted to say something to that, when Luo Chao beside her frantically used her hand to block Han Xuya¡¯s mouth. Han Xuya was so shocked by this that she did not even struggle,pletely forgetting what she wanted to say. Luo Chao¡¯s action stunned all the otherpanions ¡ª was this still their shy little sister Luo Chao? They reflexively nced at Ling Lan, sighing in their hearts ¡ª Ah, as expected, love can truly make one go wild ... Seeing everyone looking at her, Luo Chao realised that she had overreacted. Embarrassed, she pulled her hand away and hid behind Luo Lang. In an instant, the bashful little sister Luo Chao had returned. Ling Lan pretended not to see everyone¡¯s somewhat knowing gazes. Instead, still maintaining an ice-block face, she asked coldly, "How about the rest of you? Do you all think it¡¯s impossible?" At this moment, the few people who had been through the fires of battle on Demonbeast abruptly recalled that, back then, it was the 10 year old Ling Lan who had expertly handled a mecha. Ling Lan had even managed to kill off an X-series ace mecha squad of the Twilight Empire. It was without question that Boss¡¯s mecha control skills were already at a terrifyingly advanced level. If they did not take advantage of these three years to work hard and give chase, the moment Boss¡¯s body recovered, they would most certainly be left even further behind by Boss ... Qi Long¡¯s initially steady heart became even more determined. Han Jijyun, Luo Lang, and Lin Zhong-qing were also on board. They silently clenched their fists, each setting their own goals within their minds ¡ª not to be an intermediate mecha warrior which Ling Lan had asked of them, but to be an advanced mecha warrior like with Qi Long. They too did not want Ling Lan and Qi Long to leave them behind. Seeing the elder brothers all promise toplete this mission in 3 years with faces filled with determination, Luo Chao gazed at Ling Lan admiringly. This was Boss Lan. Only Boss Lan could convince all the elder brothers to promise to aplish such a nigh impossible mission ... Without question, in Luo Chao¡¯s budding heart, Ling Lan was definitely a perfect boy. Strong, authoritative, charismatic, and reliable. Although Ling Lan could sense the leanings of Luo Chao¡¯s young heart, she did not know what to do about it. Thus, she could only pretend not to know anything, and hope that being apart from her for 3 years would be enough to weaken Luo Chao¡¯s affections, until the point where they could fade away without a trace. Just like that, Ling Lan left the Central Scout Academy, seen off by her littlepanions. She returned to the Ling family mansion, and continued to recuperate for a period of time. During that time, the Central Scout Academy sent over countless medicinal agents, along with some precious cultivation resources. In particr, several tubes of special-grade gene agent would be sent periodically. Combined with the gene agent that Ling Lan received from the inheritance, this allowed Ling Lan¡¯s body to recover even faster. Her body had initially been estimated to recover in a year, but after only 8 months it was fully healed with no worry oftent problems. After Ling Lan¡¯s body had fully recovered, Mu Shui-qing asked her toe to the ce where he had secluded himself. The moment Ling Lan arrived, the already waiting Mu Shui-qing asked, "Do you know why I asked you toe here?" Ling Lan shook her head, but then quickly nodded instead. With a smile, Mu Shui-qing patiently waited for her exnation. Ling Lan said, "I shook my head because I am not very sure, but then I nodded because I know that you, teacher, will definitely tell me." " A child with great daring 1 !" Mu Shui-qing could not help butugh heartily. Ever since Ling Xiao had passed away, this was the first time he wasughing so freely. Both father and son 2 were truly worthy of being nature-defying prodigies capable of upturning the heavens and earth ... they would always take him off guard with pleasant surprises ¡ª being able to take them in as his disciples was truly his great luck. Mu Shui-qing finally restrained hisughter and continued to say, "Indeed. Asking you toe here, I have some things to tell you. I am one of your father¡¯s initiate instructors ... Of course, this is just on the surface. In fact, your father is my true disciple." True disciples and initiate disciples were twopletely different concepts. For initiate disciples, he only needed to give them some pointers, but for true disciples, they were the inheritors of their sect ¡ª it could be said that, at that point, the instructor-student rtionship was just like that of a father and son. Ling Lan thought for a moment, then said, "Then how should I address you? Master¡¯s Master?" Mu Shui-qing did not know whether tough or cry. "Just call me ¡¯master¡¯!" Since he would be teaching her hands-on, then Ling Lan would truly be his true disciple. What else should he call him but ¡¯master¡¯? Besides, he really did not care about any seniority issues. In their sect, once you joined, only the rtionship within the sect mattered. Ling Lan rubbed her nose, rather speechless. If she called the other ¡¯master¡¯, then wouldn¡¯t she be on the same seniority level as her father Ling Xiao? Was she then supposed to call her own father ¡¯senior brother¡¯? Ling Lan was somewhat conflicted. However, Ling Lan¡¯s spirits quickly drooped. Even if she called Mu Shui-qing ¡¯master¡¯, she would have no chance to call her father ¡¯Senior Brother Ling Xiao¡¯ anyway! In that case ... why should she be conflicted? After thinking things through, Ling Lan did not continue to tie herself into knots. She called out, "Master!" "Good! Good! Good! This is how my good disciple should be. Efficient in whatever you do, make sure to never be indecisive. On this point, you are better than your father," said Mu Shui-qing happily. Hearing this, Ling Lan thought back on the feeling Ling Xiao had given her in the legacy space. Her father had seemed pretty decisive and efficient, not at all indecisive like how Mu Shui-qing said he was ... however, Ling Lan quickly cast these thoughts aside, because Mu Shui-qing had begun to speak again. "Our sect emphasizes the basics. Everything begins from the basics, so now I will be teaching you the foundational physical skills of our sect ..." "Um ... Master, I already know this," said Ling Lan hurriedly. Ling Lan¡¯s words bbergasted Mu Shui-qing. "How do you know it?" Ling Lan smiled wryly and said, "Master, our sect is the Divine Command Sect, right?" Mu Shui-qing leapt up in shock. "How do you know this?" The Divine Command Sect had always been passed down one-to-one ¡ª ever since Ling Xiao died, he was the only one left ... could it be that there were still others of the Divine Command Sect? An almost imperceptible smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. "My father told me." As if realising something, Mu Shui-qing said with an expression of astonishment, "Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space. So you received it." A trace of mockery appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. "It should have been mine from the beginning." Ever since she found out about the inheritance method of the Divine Command Sect, Ling Lan knew very well that Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space had been specially prepared for her. "Yes, that thing should indeed belong to you ... the military was just a little greedy, that¡¯s all," said Mu Shui-qing, sighing. He could understand what the military did, but some things were not able to be obtained just because one wanted them ... the requirements for the Divine Command Sect were too high ¡ª the requirements on spiritual power were especially stringent. If Ling Xiao had not identally activated his spiritual power and broken past an obstruction through sheer luck, rising up by three whole levels, even he might have had to give up on the Divine Command Sect. On this front, Ling Lan¡¯s talent was obviously better than Ling Xiao¡¯s, because Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power was innately strong. "Since you¡¯ve already received your father¡¯s legacy, I won¡¯t have to teach you the basics again." Mu Shui-qing was in a great mood. This meant that Ling Lan would finish his studies with him much earlier than he could have imagined. At first, he had been somewhat regretful that he had sought out Ling Lan thiste, causing Ling Lan to miss the most opportune timing to learn from the Divine Command Sect. This would make it much harder for Ling Lan to learn and practice the foundational physical skills, perhaps even multiply the time he needed to master them. Unexpectedly, Ling Lan had long received Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy, and thus had not missed the best timing at all. "Yup. In the end, right before father disappeared, he told me to find you to learn the final Divine Command technique," Ling Lan passed on Ling Xiao¡¯s final message. After a startled pause, Mu Shui-qing immediately understood what Ling Xiao was aiming for. Ling Xiao had wanted him to know that an inheritor still existed for the Divine Command Sect. He had wanted to deliver Ling Lan to him personally, to try and make up for the pain and regrets he had left his master with when he had departed. Mu Shui-qing¡¯s eyes turned red and he jerked his head up to look at the sky. His voice was choked with tears as he said, "Ling Xiao, my son, even in death you were worrying about this old man, eh? So you¡¯ve personally sent me hope, giving me motivation to live on ..." How lucky was he to have taken in such a good disciple? It was a shame that he and Ling Xiao¡¯s teacher-disciple rtionship had been so brief,sting only a mere 10 years¡¯ time ... Mu Shui-qing¡¯s words made Ling Lan realise as well why Ling Xiao had not chosen to pass on the ultimate technique of the Divine Command Sect to her. Since Ling Xiao had alreadypleted his discipleship, he must have already mastered all the techniques in the Divine Command Sect. He had chosen not to pass it on to Ling Lan, because he had wanted her to seek out Mu Shui-qing and tell his master through her that the heir of the Divine Command Sect still lived. Ling Xiao wanted tofort his master in this way, but of course, there was also the intent for Ling Lan to take on his responsibilities, just like how he had tasked Ling Lan with the care of Lan Luofeng at the beginning. Of course, Ling Xiao may also have had the thought of training up Ling Lan¡¯s persistence, asking Ling Lan to seek out the elusive Mu Shui-qing patiently to train up her tolerance. However, he had never expected that Mu Shui-qing was just living within the Ling family mansion. Moreover, not too long ago, due to the assassination attempt on Ling Lan, Mu Shui-qing had been coaxed out of seclusion by Chambein Ling Qin¡¯s pleading, and had then stayed by Ling Lan¡¯s side to protect her. Subsequently, when Mu Shui-qing had set eyes on Ling Lan, he had been prepared to teach her already. It had to be said that Ling Lan¡¯s luck was truly amazing ¡ª everything had just fallen into ce effortlessly. A long while after, Mu Shui-qing finally calmed down. He looked at Ling Lan, and the affection in his eyes was apparent. Right now, in his eyes, Ling Lan was not only the only heir of the Divine Command Sect, he was also the hope his good disciple Ling Xiao had given to him. At this moment, no matter how he looked at Ling Lan, his heart was filled with joy and appreciation. "Since you are already at the final step ... then let me first assess your spiritual power. Let me see if you meet the requirements to learn the final technique." Although Mu Shui-qing¡¯s heart was filled with fondness for Ling Lan, he was still very strict in the passing on of the final technique. It should be known that the skills and techniques of the Divine Command Sect all depended on the strength level of an individual¡¯s spiritual power. If Ling Lan did not meet the minimum requirements of the Divine Command technique, for Ling Lan¡¯s sake, he would not teach it to him. "Okay~!" Ling Lan nodded. That said, her spiritual power began to spread out. Very rapidly, it split into countless invisible spiritual threads, each roughly as thick as a finger. These threads flew towards Mu Shui-qing, but this time, Ling Lan encountered resistance. About a metre away from Mu Shui-qing, she sensed a strong shield made of spiritual power defending Mu Shui-qing on all sides. Chapter 185: Three Years Later ... Chapter 185: Three Years Later ... Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Spiritual charge!" A strong spiritual charge was sentshing out at Mu Shui-qing. But when this spiritual charge ran into the other¡¯s spiritual self, it only created some ripples in the other¡¯s spiritual barrier, and then swiftly disappeared. With this one attack, Ling Lan knew that her master¡¯s spiritual power was definitely thick and substantial ¡ª normal attacks would do nothing against it. Sure enough, Mu Shui-qing shook his head and said, "With just this bit of power, it is impossible to learn the Divine Command final technique." Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrowed, now knowing that she would not be able to pass the assessment if she did not put her full strength into it. So, she clenched her teeth and decided to use the strongest spiritual attack she had ¡ª¡ª spiritual st! Of course, the strength of one spiritual st was probably not enough to budge Mu Shui-qing, so Ling Lan immediately brought out the charged four-part st she could do right now to attack. To achieve a four-part st, Ling Lan would divide her spiritual power into four cords and then detonate them separately. The sts would stack upyer byyer, making the power of the spiritual st several times stronger. By the time the fourth cord of spiritual power exploded, the force created would be 8 times her initial spiritual st. It was in to see that this stacking of the spiritual sts was copied by Ling Lan from the activation method of One-Inch Punch, and could be considered one of Ling Lan¡¯s self-created spiritual attacks. Ling Lan carefully condensed her spiritual power into four spiritual cords as thick as her arm. Then, with clear sequencing, she sent them stretching out towards Mu Shui-qingyer byyer. Just as they were about to make contact with Mu Shui-qing¡¯s spiritual shield, Ling Lan shouted four times inside her head, "Explode! Explode! Explode! Explode!" Invisibly, the four cords of spiritual power exploded one by one in the air. In the space where the two stood, violent turbulence appeared in the formless air,yer afteryer. When the final spiritual power cord exploded, theyered force of the spiritual sts crashed like a tidal wave onto Mu Shui-qing. When Mu Shui-qing¡¯s spiritual shield met this immense spiritual turbulence, a subtle change came over his expression. He pped his palms together, and with a grunt, the spiritual power shielding his body was reinforced ... "Boom!" Two waves of spiritual power collided violently in the air. Although Ling Lan could not physically hear the sound of the collision, the feedback force being transmitted by the air clearly showed that the concussive force of this collision was definitely far beyond any of her previous spiritual sts. The powerful concussive force was directly reflected onto Ling Lan¡¯s body. The power surge came too quickly and too fiercely ¡ª Ling Lan had no way to stabilise herself. Her entire body was sent flying back by the reflected force to crash onto the ground. Meanwhile, several powerful tremors ran though Mu Shui-qing¡¯s body, hisplexion paling noticeably, but he quickly recovered. Still, even though both of them were ultimately fine, Mu Shui-qing¡¯s courtyard had been utterly destroyed by the collision of the two spiritual powers. The powerful concussive force had blown everything in the courtyard into dust ¡ª even the walls of Mu Shui-qing¡¯s home had cracks running through them now, looking as if they would crumble at any moment. It was clear to see how fearsome that turbulence had been. With a nimble backflip, Ling Lan was back on her feet. It looked like she had not been injured by any of the reflected force, but herplexion was still extremely pale ¡ª it seemed that the four-part spiritual st was quite taxing for her. "You brat. Actually being so harsh ..." Mu Shui-qing looked at Ling Lan somewhat speechlessly. This brat really had no notion of respecting his master ¡ªing out so strongly with such a powerful spiritual attack right from the start. Also, he had proved himself to be a determined fellow ... it should be known that it was extremely painful to execute a spiritual st ¡ª a regr person would not be able to tolerate the pain. Ling Lan just stood there, face pale. Right then, spasms of pain had begun to throb at her forehead. The spiritual sts had drained too much of her spiritual power; she was already at the point of exhaustion. However, she endured the intensifying pain, as well as the nausea rising in her chest, and said, "If I am not harsh with myself, I would have long died at another¡¯s hand." At these words, Mu Shui-qing felt a pang of bitterness run through his heart. He naturally knew what Ling Lan was referring to. Ling Xiao¡¯s achievements had shone too brightly, leading many unscrupulous people to cast their greed upon his legacy and wealth. As Ling Xiao¡¯s only legal inheritor, Ling Lan¡¯s existence was undoubtedly a thorn in their side 1 that these people would do anything to remove. If Ling Lan was out of the picture, they would be able to tantly im the legacy and wealth that Ling Xiao had left behind. In order to achieve this purpose, they had schemed, plotted, and manipted both on the surface and from the shadows ¡ª till now, Ling Lan must have grown up in a storm of blood and violence. "Sorry, I should havee see you earlier ..." Mu Shui-qing was filled with remorse. "Master, you being in the Ling family is my protective talisman." Now Ling Lan finally understood why when the Ling family side branch had plotted to take away her inheritance right, the military had chosen to remain silent and let them do as they would, but had not dared to make their support clear. Arge part of it must have been because they feared Mu Shui-qing, who had been stationed within the Ling family. That was why they had not dared to go too far. Also due to Mu Shui-qing¡¯s existence, her mother Lan Luofeng had had enough courage to set a trap for the Ling family side branch. And this was also the true reason why the side branch had obediently left Doha after losing that wager ... It could be said that Mu Shui-qing¡¯s decision to seclude himself in the Ling family mansion had protected Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan to a certain extent, causing any others who coveted Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy to have no choice but to retreat temporarily. "Good! With you, Ling Xiao has an heir! Right now you should just train your spiritual power further. Three monthster, I will officially teach you the Divine Command final technique." Mu Shui-qing¡¯s heart was alight with joy. He reached out his hand to pat Ling Lan on the shoulder and conveyed his decision. "Many thanks, Master!" Ling Lan bowed. ******** Three years¡¯ time went by in the flick of a finger ... when spring once again descended as expected on Doha one fine spring day, before the sun could fully crawl out from the horizon, when the first rays of dawn had barely stretched out their feelers, at the main entrance of the Central Scout Academy, five red-d youths were already standing there. They seemed to be waiting for something. One of the youths, with a strongly-built body, had an anxious expression on his face. Every so often, he would breathe in and breathe out deeply, trying to calm his turbulent emotions. The guard at the entrance, who normally would not allow any scout students to step out one foot from the gates, was ignoring this group of people. He remained seated at his service station, sipping his cup of tea breezily. It wasn¡¯t that he did not want to catch them, nor had he been bribed by the party ¡ª it was just that he could do nothing against these fellows except watch them. They were all 10th graders from the strongest team in the scout academy, and their team leader was known to be the strongest student in the academy. Even if the guard had wanted to pull them back inside the gates, he just did not have the capability to do so! The guard smiled wryly as he shook his head and continued to ignore the group. Although the Central Scout Academy imposed many strict rules upon its students, as long as you were strong enough, those rules would be like a sheet of white paper ¡ª free for you to scribble on as you like. This was why the guard had no choice but to leave them be. If he really wanted to make all of them submit, other than mobilising the academy¡¯s mecha squad, there was truly no way of doing so. Beside the anxious young man, another red-d youth¡¯s expression was distinctly different. He leanedzily against the boundary wall, a helpless expression on his face as he said, "Leader, does it have to be this early? Isn¡¯t it just Boss Laning back to take his test today?" That said, he yawned widely, as if still half-asleep, some crust still hanging at the corners of his eyes. Before the anxious youth could answer, a pretty and graceful youth standing beside him, with a frail schrly air about him, cool and quiet, had reached out a hand to p the other¡¯s head. He said coldly, "Weing Boss back is a huge thing. What are you thering on about?" The indolent youth grimaced, rubbing his sore head where he had been pped. His sleepiness had been chased away, and he said unhappily, "Luo Lang, can you watch your image? Don¡¯t be so rough, okay? Clearly looking sodylike, yet being so fierce when hitting someone ..." "What did you say?" Luo Lang blew up. The thing he hated the most was others saying he looked like a girl. Ever since they had entered puberty,pared to his otherpanions, who had all bulked up and be more rugged, filled with masculinity, his looks had inclined towards willowy grace instead. Other than a slight increase in height, he pretty much looked exactly the same as his twin sister Luo Chao. It was a running joke among thepanions that if Luo Lang cross-dressed and pretended to be Luo Chao, sitting down, no one would be able to tell the difference. The indolent youth was not afraid of Luo Lang¡¯s rage. He suddenly pped both his hands together in front of him as if in prayer, a trace of bashfulness appearing on his face as he stomped a foot down and whined coyly, "Aiya, my lovely prince Luo Lang, could you pleasee have tea with me this afternoon?" That said, he batted hisshes with all his might at Luo Lang. He had perfectly re-enacted how Luo Lang had been propositioned thesest two years by well-built women, a scene which at one point had been theugh of their team. "Xie Yi, you¡¯re asking for it!" Luo Lang was really livid now. His pert face was flushed bright red, but this shade of anger just added colour to Luo Lang¡¯s cheeks, making him even more alluring. Since young, Luo Lang¡¯s temper had not been the best. He had always liked to let his fists do the talking, which was how he had be friends with Qi Long. Right now, hearing Xie Yi tease him, he immediately put up his fists and leapt at Xie Yi, intent on giving him a good beating. Xie Yi¡¯s and Luo Lang¡¯s strength were about equivalent; the two of them began to exchange blows right there by the school gates, happily tangled up in one another. The guard sitting at his station found his face twitching uncontrobly as he watched them ... He could only hope that these two fellows would be careful not to destroy school property around the gates as they fought. "Alright, both of you, stop!" said a cold-faced handsome youth at one side. It was Han Jijyun. He had noticed that their leader Qi Long¡¯s mind was not here, so it was pointless to rely on him to stop these two from fighting. Thus, he had no choice but to speak up instead. This was because he could already sense the resentful stareing from the guard station behind them. Perhaps the team members respected the authority of their strategist, Han Jijyun, for after hearing him order them to stop, the two fighters drew back their fists and legs. Luo Lang sniffed coldly, then turned his head away from his opponent. On the other hand, Xie Yi scratched his nose idly, and then sticking both hands into his pockets, he ambled leisurely back to his original spot. Behind Qi Long, emitting his usual gentle air, Lin Zhong-qing said to the returning Xie Yi with a smile, "Xie Yi,ing here earlier is actually not a bad thing. Let us admire the sunrise! I think it¡¯s been a while since we¡¯ve watched the sun rise!" Over the past three years, in order toplete the goal Boss Lan had set for them, they had not dared to y around; all of their time had been spent on learning mecha control. Fortunately, not too long ago, they had all reached their goals, and so could finally rx. Yes, the five people waiting here at the school gates at the crack of dawn were Qi Long, Han Jijyun, Luo Lang, Lin Zhong-qing, and the youth who had joined them after that grand armed melee three years ago, Xie Yi. Today was the day when all the scout students applied and sat for the enrolment tests of the various military schools and other vocational academies. Consequently, their Boss Lan would be returning to the Central Scout Academy for the first time in three years to participate in the academy¡¯s final graduation assessment. Chapter 186: Ling Lan Returns! Chapter 186: Ling Lan Returns! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Xie Yi could not help but purse his lips at Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s words, saying, "I really just can¡¯t figure you guys out. Training desperately these past 3 years in mecha control, almost to the extent of forgetting to sleep and eat ... are Boss Ling Lan¡¯s instructions really that important?" By the time Xie Yi had joined the team, Ling Lan had already withdrawn from the academy and left. Therefore, he wasn¡¯t very clear about Ling Lan¡¯s revered status within the team, and just could notprehend why the goal Ling Lan had set would cause everyone in the team, including the team leader, to be so driven. The average person would not have been able to endure the sort of training the children had put themselves through which had almost bordered on self-torture. However, Qi Long and the others had persevered ¡ª holding on for a whole 3 years. It was as if they would be caught and devoured by a savage beast chasing from behind if they had stopped. Of course, Xie Yi had suffered greatly these three years as well. His teammates had all been like wound-up springs, training fervently ¡ª the amount of training they did was mind-blowing. Despite no one forcing him to train with them, seeing all his teammates training diligently beside him, he could not help but submit to the immense pressure to train too ... In short, Xie Yi felt like he had been living in hell for these past three years. Along the way, he had sometimes cursed himself back then for being so naive and clueless, being so easily tricked into joining their team ... But Xie Yi did not want to be left behind by his team members, and so he had actually managed to endure it all, obtaining results that he would never have imagined on his own. Moreover, over these three years, Xie Yi had beenpletely integrated into the team. At this time, even if they tried to kick him away, he himself would cling onto Qi Long¡¯s thigh and refuse to go. Xie Yi¡¯s question caused Lin Zhong-qing to begin to reminisce. His smile deepened, and he nodded heavily at Xie Yi and said, "That¡¯s right. Although the nominal leader of our team is Qi Long, the true soul of our team is Boss Lan." He then advised Xie Yi, saying, "Xie Yi, remember this. Even though we¡¯ve all acknowledged you, for as long as Boss Lan does not acknowledge you, you will never be a true member of our team." Hearing this, Xie Yi¡¯s face fell. "So, I still need to gain the approval of Boss Ling Lan?" After three years of working hard beside thesepanions, Xie Yi had long considered himself as part of the team. Luo Lang chimed in with a cold sniff, tone proud as he said, "That goes without question. Xie Yi, you should be careful. Don¡¯t keep fooling around all the time. Boss Lan isn¡¯t as easily taken in as we are." Luo Lang did not forget to step on Xie Yi while he was down 1 . "Luo Lang, you¡¯ve known Boss Ling Lan for so long, you must know what Boss Ling Lan likes. Come on, tell me ..." Xie Yi seemed to have forgotten all about his earlier fight with Luo Lang. He began pestering Luo Lang, trying to get some information on Ling Lan so he would be able to y to his favour. "Boss Lan is very fair and objective, don¡¯t think of getting by with tricks ..." Although Luo Lang¡¯s words were still curt and cold, his tone had obviously gentled a little. "No, definitely not. How would I be so shameless? Don¡¯t you see how I¡¯m trying now to understand our Boss Ling Lan a little better? Oh Luo Lang, my good brother ... earlier, it¡¯s all big brother¡¯s fault. Don¡¯t be angry, ok? Right now, big brother is in trouble. You need to help big brother a little, right~?" Xie Yi was someone who was ¡¯people-smart¡¯ 2 ¡ª clearly sensing the easing of Luo Lang¡¯s attitude, he immediately intensified his efforts like a snake slithering up an extended stick 3 . Expression tragic and pitiful, he reasoned and pleaded with Luo Lang. The thickness of his skin made the other three youths look askance at him. They could not help but take a few steps back and pretend not to know this shameless fellow. "Hmph, so now we¡¯re brothers? What did you say about me earlier?" A triumphant smile appeared on Luo Lang¡¯s lips. His prideful glee made the other three step back a little more. Fine! These two were truly a quirky pair! When their tempers were riled, the two of them fought like cats and dogs ¡ª definitely no sign of any brotherly affection whatsoever. But when the two of them got along, their rtionship was so harmonious that they could almost share the same pair of pants. Sure enough, under the bombardment of Xie Yi¡¯s candy-wrapped missiles, Luo Lang caved. He began to tell Xie Yi about what he knew of Ling Lan¡¯s personality and principles. However, his exnations caused the three people beside the pair to lose control of their facial muscles once more ... was the Boss Lan being described by Luo Lang really the boss they knew? Why couldn¡¯t they rte his descriptions to the image they had of Boss in their minds at all? As the sun slowly rose higher into the sky, and the few waiting youths began to be a little restless, Qi Long suddenly said, "Looks like he¡¯s here ..." The other youths all looked towards Qi Long, and Han Jijyun said with a raised brow, "Animal Instinct?" Qi Long¡¯s innate talent Animal Instinct was very strong ¡ª he would often sense a change in the surrounding environment a step before them. Qi Long nodded, indicating that Han Jijyun was right. His innate talent Animal Instinct had indeed sensed the vibrations in the air, letting him know that arge convoy was approaching. And today, all of the 10th grade students taking the assessment were already inside the academy. The only oneing here now would be Boss Lan. 10 minutester, at the horizon, a massive airborne team was slowly approaching them. Right at the front were two miniature mecha. At their chests was the emblem of a fiery red phoenix in flight. As it was a family emblem, there was a ck ring outside the flying fire phoenix. The colour of the ring represented the family¡¯s rank. Families were ranked from top rank, to rank-1, rank-2 ... and so on in sequence until rank-7. In total, there were eight ranks. Gold was the highest rank. Typically, onlyrge and powerful families, which were generally elite families with long-standing legacies, had the right to bear this colour. Within the Federation, there were two top rank families ¡ª the Li family and the Ye family. There were four rank-1 elite families represented by the colour purple. They were the reclusive Northeastern Muqi, the Old Martial Beitang, the Empyreal Zhuge, and the Hundredfold Zhou. Meanwhile, there were obviously many more rank-2 families, which were represented by the colour bright yellow. Rank-3 elite families used orange, rank-4 red, rank-5 blue, rank-6 green, and rank-7 ck. Rank-7 was the most humble of small families, pretty much epassing all areas of the Federation. Any average family who possessed personal armed bodyguards fell into this category, and the colour they could use was ck. If the Ling family had not split off from the original Ling elite family, they would have borne the red of rank-4 families ... Initially, the Ling family had not modified the totem on their mecha, continuing to use their family totem with its red outer ring. This was because the fire phoenix was red in colour, and along with the mes zing brightly beneath it, many people would overlook the red of the outer ring, taking it as part of the mes. At a nce, all most people would see was a totem of a fire phoenix being reborn in a wash of mes ... However, the original totem was retired after Ling Lan returned home to the Ling family mansion at 13 years old. Lan Luofeng, Ling Qin, and the others had felt that it was time to hand over the Ling family to Ling Lan. Once there was an official change in the family head, the totem would be changed to match the status of the family head. Since the Ling family had cut ties with the Ling elite family, then it no longer had the right to use the red of rank-4 families. Furthermore, as family head, Ling Lan did not have any battle exploits nor societal status, and so could only use the lowest ranking ck ring. When Qi Long saw the totem, he eximed in excitement, "It really is Boss!" Closely following behind the two mecha were three ck hover cars flying almost abreast of each other, while behind the hover cars were two more miniature mechas tailing closely. This formation was clearly meant to protect the ck hover car right in the middle. The gazes of Qi Long and the others all honed in on that hover car. In particr, Qi Long was nervously clenching his fists. His palms felt as if they were a little damp. The speed of the flying convoy was not very fast, perhaps it could even be considered slow, as if it were waiting for something. The answer was soon revealed as the roar of mecha engines suddenly reverberated throughout the academy. A squadron of mecha flew out swiftly from the within the academy, moving forwards to meet the convoy. If it had just been hover cars, the mecha squad would not have bothered. However, they could not let down their guard with the addition of the four miniature mechas. Seemingly receiving the mecha squad¡¯s permission to enter, under the watchful guard of the mecha squad, the convoy began to elerate and speed towards the academy gates. Just before they were to arrive, the four miniature mecha suddenly separated to hover in mid-air at four corners, going into a defensive stance. Meanwhile, the hover car in the middle began to descend, slowly gliding down towards the school gates. In the end, it stopped not 10 metres away from the gates. Qi Long¡¯s group of five was just about to approach when a strong sense of danger swept over them. The two miniature mecha closest to them almost simultaneously aimed their beam guns at the group. If they continued to move forward, countless beam shots would rain down on them. "Ling Yu, they are my friends!" A cool voice rang out from within the hover car. This caused the two miniature mecha to immediately be at ease, pulling back their beam guns. "It really is Boss!" That familiar voice instantly excited Qi Long and the others. Sure enough, their boss was back! The doors of the hover car finally swung open, and a youth dressed in a red uniform bent over with his head bowed to get out of the hover car. ck military boots stomped confidently on the ground. The youth stood up straight and lifted his head to look in the direction of Qi Long andpany. Qi Long and the others felt an intense gaze sweep over them ¡ª they couldn¡¯t help but puff out their chests and suck in their tummies, standing up straight in response. Then, an extremely subtle smile appeared on the lips of that sculpted cold face. "Companions, I am back!" "Boss ..." Qi Long and the others pounced at Ling Lan emotionally. Qi Long¡¯s speed was the fastest ¡ª he was the first one to embrace Ling Lan. His eyes were red, and his voice was choked with tears as he said, "Boss, I¡¯ve waited for you for so long." Thest three years, he had trained desperately, all in the hopes that one day he would be able to truly stand by Ling Lan¡¯s side, so they could be brothers who could watch out for one another and brave life and death together ... and today, he had finally seen this day arrive. Ling Lan patted Qi Long¡¯s back lightly, "Yes, I know. Which is why I¡¯vee back." Qi Long suppressed the upheaval in his heart, reluctantly letting go of Ling Lan. But before he could say anything else, he had been shoved aside by Luo Lang. Luo Lang grabbed Ling Lan and hugged her tight, fiercely snuggling against her, as if seekingfort. "Boss Lan, I¡¯ve missed you to death." This action of Luo Lang¡¯s rendered Ling Lanpletely speechless. Who the heck was this? When did their team take in a girl? She slowly pushed away the clingy Luo Lang, and after giving him a close look, voice cracking, she said, "Luo Lang? How did you grow up to look like this?" This punk Luo Lang had actually grown up to be even more feminine than she had ¡ª was there still any reason in this world?! This harsh reality deeply wounded Ling Lan¡¯s fragile soul. She raged in her heart: Hells, I am the one who¡¯s a girl, alright?! Chapter 187: My Role? Chapter 187: My Role? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Luo Lang¡¯s face turned bright red at Ling Lan¡¯s shocked question. If it had been anyone else, Luo Lang would definitely have raised his fist and punched them, but Ling Lan was his most respected, most loved, most idolised Boss Lan! And besides, he couldn¡¯t win against him anyway ... Unsure what to do, Luo Lang could only stand there helplessly. His lost demeanour actually added an extra tinge of softness to his appearance, truly prompting pity and affection in others. This caused the wailing in Ling Lan¡¯s heart to escte: Boo hoo hoo ... this brat¡¯s existence was absolutely meant to harass her. How was she to live with this cruel reality?! Ling Lan¡¯s question caused Xie Yi, who was standing by the side, to burst out intoughter. Finally finding a scapegoat for his anger and frustration, Luo Lang roared and pounced at Xie Yi, and a grand battle broke out once more. But this time, no one was willing to bother with either of them; even Han Jijyun, who would usually rein them in, did not have the mind to care about them at the moment. "Boss Lan, long time no see!" Forcefully holding back his emotions, Han Jijyun peered closely at Ling Lan standing before him. Although he had not lost hisposure like the others, the typically stoic expression on his face was gone, reced by a clear expression of pleasant surprise. Ling Lan hugged Han Jijyun abruptly, patting his back forcefully as she said, "Jijyun, these past three years, it¡¯s been tough on you." Han Jijyun¡¯s strategic nning was definitely instrumental in ensuring that Qi Long¡¯s team remained secure as the strongest team of the academy. It should be known that Wu Jiong¡¯s team and Li Yingjie¡¯s team were both extremely strong teams as well ¡ª both those teams must have always been eyeing the throne of Qi Long¡¯s team ravenously all this while. Truthfully, those two teams were no weaker than Qi Long¡¯s in terms of capability. In fact, it might even be said that they were a hair better, because they were full teams with all 6 members, while Qi Long¡¯s team wascking Ling Lan and so had always been operating with just 5 people. Inherentlycking, for them to maintain their status as the strongest team, Han Jijyun had yed a major role with his careful nning and thoughtful maniptions. Without Han Jijyun, no matter how strong Qi Long became, the team would not have been able to fend off thebined challenge of the other two teams. The approbation in Ling Lan¡¯s words almost caused Han Jijyun to break out into joyful tears. Ling Lan recognised all his efforts over these past three years! At this moment, he finally understood the meaning behind the phrase ¡¯a gentleman would die for a patron who recognises his worth¡¯ ¡ª having a boss like Ling Lan, was truly his good fortune. Ling Lan released Han Jijyun, and her gaze shifted to look at Lin Zhong-qing. She walked forwards and bumped her shoulder lightly against his. This action, reminiscent of the silentmunication between sworn brothers, caused Lin Zhong-qing to be filled with shocked joy. Could this mean that Boss Lan had truly epted him now, and would begin viewing him as a brother of equal status with Qi Long and the others? He could not help but croak out, "Boss Lan ..." "Yes!" An extremely small smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips, but Lin Zhong-qing still noticed it. That smile told Lin Zhong-qing that he was not mistaken. After interacting with Qi Long, Han Jijyun, and Lin Zhong-qing for a bit, Ling Lan looked over at the other two still embroiled in their fight. Curiously, Ling Lan asked, "That¡¯s Xie Yi?" Ling Lan recalled Qi Long telling her that he was epting a student called Xie Yi into their team when she had left the academy. And that person was thebat expert hiding within ss-B whom she had inadvertently discovered during the grand armed melee. Qi Long nodded and said, "Yes. He¡¯s not bad. Willing to train hard with us, just shy of joining us at the advanced mecha warrior level." Ling Lan¡¯s gaze glittered. "Looks like you all are getting along well." "Yup, this punk¡¯s skin is really thick. He is capable of anything ... even we can¡¯t take it sometimes," said Lin Zhong-qing, chuckling wryly. He had thought that he was extremely unppable, that his skin was already thick enough, butpared to Xie Yi, he was really just in the kiddie league ¡ª Xie Yi¡¯s behaviour showed him what thick-skinned really was ... his shamelessness knew no bounds. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s words received Qi Long¡¯s and Han Jijyun¡¯s agreement. All of them believed that no matter what kind of environment Xie Yi was ced in, he would be able to live on resiliently ... Hearing Qi Long¡¯s and the others¡¯ opinions on Xie Yi, Ling Lan nced contemtively at Xie Yi. Perhaps he would be able to fill in the gaps of Qi Long¡¯s team ... of course, this was with the prerequisite that Xie Yi knew what he was supposed to do. Ling Lan then asked, "How long are they nning to fight for?" "Until Luo Lang¡¯s tired," said Lin Zhong-qing with augh. They all knew that the person who really wanted to fight was Luo Lang; Xie Yi was just going along passively. So, when Luo Lang no longer wanted to fight, the fight would be over. "Then let¡¯s just leave them to it." That said, Ling Lan began walking towards the academy gates. When she had left her home, she had been carefully observing the time. She had no intentions of letting her final assessment be affected by her beingte. Even though she was not aiming to enter the top military school, that didn¡¯t mean that she did not want to enrol in the other schools. Seeing Ling Lan make a move, Qi Long, Han Jijyun, and Lin Zhong-qing decisively left the two fighting people behind and followed Ling Lan through the academy gates. Xie Yi, who had been keeping a close eye on Ling Lan¡¯s actions, saw that Ling Lan had already entered the gates, and quickly shouted, "Luo Lang, Boss Ling Lan has entered the academy!" "Ah ..." Engrossed in the fight, Luo Lang had not noticed this at all. He hurriedly stopped fighting, and seeing the backs of Ling Lan and the others entering the school gates, he shouted out, "Boss, wait for me!" He frantically ran after them, leaving his fighting partner Xie Yi behind. "How heartless!"ined Xie Yi. If he hadn¡¯t pitied Luo Lang for his plight earlier, he would not haveughed and given Luo Lang a way out to vent his embarrassment. Of course, there was another reason for his obviousughter. Back when Ling Lan had first faced the others, those true emotions revealed had made him feel like an outsider, which made him very ufortable. Thus, he had taken the chance to tease Luo Lang, egging him into a fight to push aside this feeling. "So I have to get Boss Ling Lan¡¯s acknowledgement? How troublesome ..." Xie Yi frowned, ambling unhurriedly after Luo Lang to enter the school gates. Still, he did not wish to be excluded by the others anymore! Xie Yi found that he really hated that. Luo Lang and Xie Yi very quickly caught up to the others. The six of them slowly walked to the nearest hover car stop, and prepared to take a hover car to the assessment centre. While they were waiting, Xie Yi thought for a moment, then walked over to stand before Ling Lan. He said seriously, "Boss Ling Lan, I¡¯m called Xie Yi. Leader Qi Long and the others said that only if I obtain your acknowledgement will I be a true member of the team ... I hope that Boss can acknowledge me." Ling Lan nced at Xie Yi coolly. This nce gave Xie Yi a chill, as if he had beenid bare by it. Initially filled with confidence, he suddenly began to doubt himself ... could he really obtain Ling Lan¡¯s acknowledgement? He didn¡¯t know how long he waited ¡ª perhaps it was just a second, or perhaps it was 30 to 40 seconds ¡ª when Ling Lan finally responded, "Why should I?" Xie Yi rallied his spirits and replied, "I will not hold the team back." "There are many who won¡¯t hold the team back. You¡¯re not indispensable," answered Ling Lan indifferently. Xie Yi was struck dumb by Ling Lan¡¯s words. Dammit, can¡¯t he tell that he was just being humble?! Was he supposed to be tantly honest and say that he was the best at fighting, and that his strength was top-shelf material?! Xie Yi¡¯s expression was awkward, but this moment fully disyed the extreme thickness of Xie Yi¡¯s skin. He regained hisposure once more and said with augh, "Of course, I can also fight very well." "To join our team, it¡¯s the most basic thing to be able to fight well." Xie Yi choked once more on Ling Lan¡¯s merciless words. True enough, he finally felt the legendary difficulty of Boss Ling Lan ¡ª he was truly impervious against ttery andmon tricks 1 , utterly unpredictable. That stony expression, that unruffled tone ... Xie Yi really had no clue where he should apply force. He could only chuckle bitterly and fall silent. This time, it was his loss; he could only retreat for now. Right then, a hover car arrived. Ling Lan was the first to board, followed closely by Qi Long and Han Jijyun. Meanwhile, Lin Zhong-qing, Luo Lang, and Xie Yi were prepared to take the next hover car. Han Jijyun had just boarded, the car door still open, when Ling Lan suddenly turned her head to say to Xie Yi, "Xie Yi, what do you think your presence can bring to the team? When you can answer this question, then I will give you a clear answer!" Ling Lan¡¯s words had barely faded when the car doors closed. Han Jijyun keyed in their destination on the hover car¡¯s A.I., and the hover car sped off into the sky, quickly disappearing into the distance. Xie Yi was taken aback by Ling Lan¡¯s parting words. He had thought that Ling Lan would not be giving him a response today, so he had already been nning to work on it for the long haul. Unexpectedly, Ling Lan had suddenly thrown him this question. Even as it boggled him, he was a little lost, because he had never thought about what he could bring to the team. "Xie Yi, what are you nking out for? Come in quickly!" Luo Lang¡¯s impatient shout came to his ears. Xie Yi blinked and saw that Lin Zhong-qing and Luo Lang were already on a hover car, waiting for him to board. He quickly boarded and closed the car door. The hover car flew swiftly towards their destination, but Xie Yi¡¯s heart was fully upied by Ling Lan¡¯s question. "What do you think your presence can bring to the team?" Really, what can I bring to the team? Strength? I cannot match Qi Long, and am even slightly weaker than Luo Lang, only just a little stronger than Lin Zhong-qing and Han Jijyun. But Han Jijyun¡¯s role is that of the team¡¯s tactician, so hisbat power has never been the most important thing, while Lin Zhong-qing ... Xie Yi thought back on the role Lin Zhong-qing yed in the team, and found that for every mission, all the information, mission-appropriate equipment, and necessary medicinal agents, had all been prepared perfectly by Lin Zhong-qing ... it looked like Lin Zhong-qing had secured himself the role of being an excellent logistics support for the team. Only then did Xie Yi realise that everyone in the team had their own designated role. Moving on to the second strongest, the bad-tempered Luo Lang ¡ª at the start of every mission, he would fulfil the role of advance guard. He would scout ahead and test the surroundings, reporting the situation back in a timely manner to the team. And whenever he did this, Luo Lang would alwaysplete his duties perfectly. Meanwhile, the team leader Qi Long had always been in charge of coordinating the team. In contrast, he had always been lounging on the fringes, simply moving wherever the team went. Now, thinking back, he had not known what position he yed in the team at all. This was probably the reason why Boss Ling Lan had asked him this question. That¡¯s right, what gave someone the confidence to say that they had the right to be a true member of the team when they themselves had no clue what their own position was in the team? At this thought, cold sweat broke out across Xie Yi¡¯s entire body. He had really been such an idiot ... "No, I am not an expendable person on the team. I will definitely find a role that belongs only to myself. But ... what is the role that would suit me best?" Xie Yi felt that his brain was a muddled mess. Groggy and confused, he unknowingly found himself already at the assessment centre. Chapter 188: Applying to a School! Chapter 188: Applying to a School! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Watching Xie Yi drift down soullessly from the hover car, the waiting Ling Lan could not help but furrow her brows. Could it be that the little fellow had been struck too deeply by her words and had incurred a spiritual wound? She looked dubiously at Qi Long, her eyes filled with questions. D*mmit, didn¡¯t you all say that this guy was very thick-skinned? Why did he fall into such a sorry state from such a minor setback? To Ling Lan¡¯s questioning gaze, Qi Long could only shake his head firmly, indicating that he knew nothing. Of course, after Ling Lan shifted her gaze elsewhere, Qi Long could only murmur in his heart, ¡¯That also depends on who the opponent is. A humanoid weapon like you with such horrific killing power ¡ª what does it matter how thick one¡¯s skin is? Your power is still unbearable!¡¯ At this thought, Qi Long couldn¡¯t help but nce sympathetically at Xie Yi, donating a handful ofpassionate tears for his plight of almost copsing under a simple jab by Boss Ling Lan ... Thinking back, this was also how I, your big bro, endured till this day! "Xie Yi, are you really nning to apply for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy in this state?" Xie Yi was suddenly jolted out of his thoughts by a familiar cold voice. Ling Lan was staring at him coldly. The ice in his eyes caused Xie Yi to shiver involuntarily ¡ª he could actually feel the same pressure as when he stood before some instructors. It had been a long time since he had felt that sensation. "If you lose here, then you will really have no right to be a member of our team." Ling Lan¡¯s warning made Xie Yi gather his emotions. There was no room for him to consider all theseplicated things right now. Only one thought remained in his head ¡ª he could not fail here. He must seed in enrolling into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, and then prove himself worthy of bing a true member of the team. Seeing Xie Yi regain his equilibrium, Ling Lan let out a silent breath of relief. If her previous words had caused Xie Yi to stumble and make a mistake during the assessment, then she would havemitted a grave sin. The few of them arrived at the assessment point specially set aside for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Almost all of the Central Scout Academy¡¯s 10th grade boys eligible for admission was gathered here. Everyone had three application chances, and all of the boys had set their first option as the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. This was the dream school of all the boys, so even if they knew the chances were slim, they still used up one of their application chances on this school with no regrets. Qi Long and the others joined the long line of people waiting. However, the line moved swiftly, and very soon it was their turn. Qi Long and his team lifted their right hands, revealing theirmunicators, and waved them at the A.I. processing the applications for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. A beep was heard, and then the virtual screen disyed their details, along with the honours and results they had obtained in their 10 years at the scout academy. After each person concerned verified his details, he would press the ¡¯confirm¡¯ button of the A.I., and their information would be delivered instantly to the database of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. After that, all they had to do was wait to receive the confirmation notification on theirmunicators. Very quickly, the First Men¡¯s Military Academy had responded by sending their application numbers to theirmunicators. At this point, they then had to wait patiently for themunicator notification for the final testing. After the 5 members of the team had gone through the entire process, they waited for Ling Lan to do the same. However, Ling Lan did not do anything, merely signalling for Qi Long and the rest of the team to move so they would not obstruct the others behind them from applying. This unexpected action of Ling Lan¡¯s confounded Qi Long. He blurted out right then and there, "Boss, why aren¡¯t you applying to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy?" "Let¡¯s speak at the side, alright?" Qi Long¡¯s outburst had made them the centre of attention; Ling Lan was rather resigned by this. "Ah ... that¡¯s Ling Lan who withdrew from the academy three years ago." Noticing Ling Lan, everyone began to stir in excitement. The grand armed melee that year had beenunched by Ling Lan, and due to that decision, many initially unawakened students had obtained the opportunity to awaken ... It could be said that, arge majority of the 7th graders then ¡ª that is, the 10th graders now ¡ª were extremely grateful towards Ling Lan. "Our uncrowned king has returned ...!" shouted someone in joy, obviously a loyal supporter of Ling Lan. "Just now I seem to have heard that Ling Lan is not applying for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy? Why is that?" Some people hadtched onto Qi Long¡¯s question, and began to debate the reason behind it in astonishment. In their eyes, only those ss-A folks would be able to sessfully enrol into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy without much trouble. As the king of kings in ss-A, if Ling Lan did not enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, who should? "Could it be that Ling Lan¡¯s injury from back then still hasn¡¯t healed?" asked a random student. The cacophony was cut by an abrupt silence, and then the noise exploded, even more chaotic than before. Could that really be true?! Hearing these spections, as if thinking of something, Qi Long¡¯s face changed. Seeing the situation slipping out of control, Ling Lan hurriedly signalled for Qi Long and the others to leave the area first. This spot was truly unsuitable for them to talk. The group quickly left the application point. The assessment time would be sent directly to the applicants¡¯municators, so it was not necessary to wait at the application point itself. As long as the applicant was notte for the assessment, it was all fine. The six of them came to a rtively quiet location, and then Ling Lan said, "Actually, choosing not to apply for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy is a deeply thought out decision on my part." "Could it be that your body hasn¡¯t healed yet, Boss?" asked Qi Long anxiously. Back then, when the academy doctor had determined that Ling Lan would require 3 to 4 years to fully recover, they had assumed that 3 years would take care of everything for sure. Who knew reality would not turn out this way ... "Yes, I still need one year¡¯s time. And this year just happens to be the most critical one ... If I don¡¯t take care, sometent problems will remain in my body, which may even affect my future career as a mecha operator." Ling Lan did not hesitate to exaggerate. Even if she were as fit as an ox right now, she would still spin it so that she was a ravaged wilting white cabbage. "You all know that the first year of physical training at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy is exceedingly harsh ¡ª if one doesn¡¯t pass, one will be kicked out from the school directly. My family doctor has clearly diagnosed that my body would not be able to withstand that year of training. Since I already know it is impossible, I can only give up on applying." Ling Lan naturally wasn¡¯t afraid of this so-called harsh physical training. The reason why she would not apply for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy is that both her mother, Lan Luofeng, and she were not at all confident that she could keep her gender under wraps for all 6 years at the school. Just the annual physical check-up alone would be an unfordable natural chasm, not to mention the various forms of physical training they would have to go through. Based on what she knew, there were times when they had to fight stripped to the waist ¡ª and this was impossible for Ling Lan! Of course, even without those issues, it still was not suitable for Ling Lan to enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, this gathering grounds of abnormal prodigies, with her current situation. Mind you, once she managed to enter that school, she would draw the attention of the entire Federation. And this was precisely what Ling Lan did not need. The best thing for her would be to be utterly forgotten, to fade away into obscurity so she could find a chance to regain her female life. Lan Luofeng did not want her daughter to live forever in the world as a man; she just could not bear it. Thus, after discussion, the final decision was for Ling Lan to apply to the most remote in the gxy, Aureolin 1 . It was an agricultural, with beautiful scenery and temperate weather. Moreover, the college there was rather easygoing ¡ª one just needed to muck about for a few years there to obtain a degree. Although Ling Lan felt somewhat regretful for the choice, she did not want to let Lan Luofeng worry, and so agreed. Of course, Ling Lan did not obediently apply to those horticultural colleges as Lan Luofeng wished, choosing instead to apply to the onlymunity college specialising in mecha repairs on the. Ling Lan had carefully examined that school, and found that although it was known as a mecha service college, it still had a mecha control course. The course only epted 50 people, but Ling Lan believed that, based on her status as a ss-A student from the Central Scout Academy, that college would definitely not reject her. When Qi Long and the other 4 members heard about Ling Lan¡¯s situation, their mood instantly dropped. Han Jijyun could not help but ask, "Then, which military school are you applying to?" The other military schools were perhaps not as strict as the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. "I¡¯ve prepared to apply to the Windchase Mecha Service College on Aureolin." The youths were gobsmacked once more by Ling Lan¡¯s reply. "Servicing mecha? Boss, are you joking?" Qi Long leapt up in shock, his face filled with disbelief. He had never forgotten Ling Lan¡¯s formidable control skills ¡ª while in the virtual world, he had piloted a mecha and simted a fight with the figure of the Twilight mecha that day in his mind, and he had lost spectacrly. This gave Qi Long a clearer idea of Ling Lan¡¯s true control ability. For such a prodigious mecha operator to go be a regr skilled technician and service mecha ... he felt that his entire world was being upended. Ling Lan cut off Qi Long with a cold re, "The Mecha Service College does not just have mecha servicing courses, it also has a mecha control course." These words finally let the team members¡¯ spirits return to their bodies ¡ª Boss wasn¡¯t going to go be a mecha repairman! ¡ª they felt they had been revived. "Is the mecha control ss of that any good?" asked Han Jijyun dubiously. However, Ling Lan¡¯s response to that let them finally understand why their Boss Lan had chosen that school. "It¡¯s so-so. But that is the most suitable for resting and recuperating. The weather is mild, the scenery beautiful, and the air quality is the most optimum A+ grade. My family doctor has said that my body will be able to rx best there, and will be able to eliminate alltent problems. Plus, the school is very easygoing, working on a credit-based system. For the first year, I n to rest at home and just work on some theory sses. I will put the actual control sses in the second year ..." said Ling Lan, her expression turning helpless at this point, "Only that school allows me to freely arrange my time, so that ce is the most suitable for me ..." Ling Lan found that she was really good at lying ¡ª she herself was almost taken in by her own lies. Seeing the five still in low spirits before her, Ling Lan added, "Besides, just because I¡¯ve gone there doesn¡¯t mean I won¡¯t evere back. The First Men¡¯s Military Academy has transfer opportunities every year. Promising students at other schools can still reapply for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy through testing. Once my body recovers, I will be back." Firstfort them for now, there will be some excuse to exin thingster on ... Ling Lan decided to take things one step at a time and cross bridges when she came upon them. Right now, she needed to pump Qi Long and the others up for their application test into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Mind you, only at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy would they receive the best support for their development. She definitely would not allow their futures to be negatively impacted because of her. Sure enough, Ling Lan¡¯s words caused Qi Long and the others to rally immediately. It was true when they thought about it! So Boss Lan wouldn¡¯t be applying for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy now, but that doesn¡¯t mean he won¡¯t be able to enrolter on. There would still be chances, and although those chances would be much more difficult than applying now, who was Ling Lan? He was their boss! It would be no problem for him! It had to be said that Qi Long and the others really had a kind of blind faith in Ling Lan. In their minds, as long as it was something Boss Lan wanted to do, nothing was impossible. Chapter 189: The Flames of War Rise Again! Chapter 189: The mes of War Rise Again! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Just like that, Qi Long and the others went off in high spirits to take the test for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Meanwhile, Ling Lan went to the application point of the school she had chosen. There was no one there; almost none of the Central Scout Academy students would choose to apply to the colleges here. Here were the most backward vocational colleges andmunity colleges, and the application for these institutes were all processed by just one A.I.. Frankly, the Central Scout Academy did not want their students to apply to these schools at all ¡ª if not for the Federation¡¯s regtions for fairness and equal opportunity, the Central Scout Academy would definitely have driven these schools out of its assessment centre without giving them any chance. Ling Lan deftly chose the course she wanted to apply for, and very quickly, the Windchase Mecha Service College had approved her application request. Soon after, Ling Lan received the other¡¯s reply on hermunicator. Opening it to read, Ling Lan blinked nkly. Tworge words ¡ª ¡¯TEST EXEMPTED¡¯ ¡ª came into sight. The other party had actually exempted her from the application testspletely. It was clear to see how shocked and pleased the school was by her application. They were very afraid that this was an impulsive decision on Ling Lan¡¯s part, and so did not want to give Ling Lan any time to reconsider. It was of course a good thing to be exempted from testing; Ling Lan decisively pressed the confirmation button. With her confirmation, her data file was sent straight to the Windchase Mecha Service College ... That done, Ling Lan immediately rushed back to the application point of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, to wait for the final assessment results of Qi Long and the others. ******** Meanwhile, at this exact moment, at a distant Federation border, on a battlefield between the Twilight Empire and the Federation, another round of conventional warfare officially began. On the battlefield, the starships of both sides faced off from a distance. Countless intermediate and advanced mecha were being ejected from the starships¡¯ ports, almost filling up the entire starry sky. Ten of thousands of mecha engines roared in unison, the sound threatening to rip the starry skies apart. The mecha of the two nations formed team after team, breaking off to engage their own group of opponents. Ever since technology had advanced enough to make gctic war possible, mecha battles had be the most basic type ofbat, sometimes to the point where the final oue of a war would be determined based on the power of each side¡¯s mecha operators. This was also why all nations invested so much in the cultivation of mecha operators ¡ª they were the main fighting force, the strongest solo weapons for the purpose of domination and conquest. Every war was fierce and brutal. Whenever war broke out, great numbers of mecha operators would fall, which was why mecha operators had the highest casualty rate among soldiers. Even so, every soldier of the Federation still wanted to be a mecha operator as their first choice, because only mecha operators could truly control their own lives, as long as they were strong enough. This was just a conventional battle, but even so, countless mecha operators had already been lost to these starry skies. Those final res as they fell were like radiant fireworks, lighting up the entire starry skies, leaving behind its owner¡¯s final requiem. On the mainmand ship in the middle of the Federation fleet, everyone in themand centre was looking at the battlefield before them with serious expressions. They were waiting patiently for the final oue of the mecha battle ¡ª at that time, this sh would be over. It wasn¡¯t that they did not want to arrange any tactics or stratagems to reduce the number of casualties ... it was just that this had be routine. This kind of conventional battle, against a long-standing enemy across many years ¡ª they had be familiar with each other¡¯s tactics. After all this protracted fighting, what mattered in the end was the overall strength of the two nations, as well as which nation had the stronger mecha. "There is strange movement on the left side of the opponent¡¯s fleet!" Right then, a report rang out in themand centre from a surveince soldier responsible for monitoring the area. "Zoom in!" The suprememander of the Federal Border Protection Fleet, Major General Tang Xu, who had been stationed here for 6 years, gave an immediatemand after hearing the report. Tang Xu was 43 years old this year, and was considered one of the few outstanding and authoritative Major Generals in the Federation now. Due to his tenacity, he had ensured the stability of the situation at the Federation¡¯s border for several years. At hismand, therge screen in themand centre rapidly zoomed in on the position in question. They then saw ck mecha being silently ejected one after another from the opponent starship¡¯sunching ports. The surveince soldier manipting the image knew very clearly what was important. He immediately provided a close-up of one of the ck mecha, especially focusing in of the arm area and erging it. At the sight of the serial number beginning with an ¡¯S¡¯, themand centre was instantly in an uproar. There were even several senior officers who couldn¡¯t help but burst into foulnguage. "Twilight actually sent their special ace mecha squad out!" All the Twilight ace mecha were basically marked with XSYZ serial numbers. Z marked the strongest squads of ace mecha, while X marked the weakest. The strength of the ace mecha of the Twilight Empire was equal to that of the Federation¡¯s ace mecha. Of course, the Federation¡¯s ace mecha squads were also differentiated by their strength. In any case, the S-series special ace mecha squad deployed by the opponent could be considered an extremely powerful veteran mecha team of the Twilight Empire. Tang Xu knew the situation gave him no time to hesitate. He immediately ordered, "Order the Soaring Dragon ace mecha squad to attack!" Each fleet would have one ace mecha squad to hold the fort. They were the top fighting power of the Federation ¡ª if it were not absolutely necessary, he really did not want to send them out. Just the very idea of losing one of the operators made his heart ache terribly. However, even more, he just could not allowmon mecha operators to lose their lives needlessly in engaging the opponent¡¯s ace mecha operators. Ace level enemies required aces to match. ******** At the right nk of the fleet, an interster mothership was hovering, quiet but somewhat forbidding. In its belly, a primed and fully-equipped mecha squad was waiting to be deployed. It was the trump card ace mecha squad of this protection fleet ¡ª¡ª the Soaring Dragons! At this moment, they were sitting in their respective mecha with solemn expressions. They were spread out in their respectiveunch passages, paying close attention to the progress of the battle before them. Suddenly, the call tobat rang out through the entire mothership. The sharp sound pierced through the initial silence, and all the ace operators instinctively clenched the control sticks in their hands. This sound meant that their turn to battle was about to begin. They had already been waiting for too long. Every time a battle began, they would always be ready to move out, but in the end, they had never had a chance to see the battlefield. Holding fast to the order from themand centre to wait and be on standby at every battle ... if it were not for the military culture deep within their very marrows, the multiple urrences of cry wolf 1 would very easily tire them out and cause them to bex in carrying out their orders. However, all the ace operators knew well that since they were being deployed now, it meant that the enemy would most certainly be ace operators of the same level. This would be a cruel battle to the death ¡ª both sides would use their lives to prove who the true kings were! "Orders. Ace mecha squad Soaring Dragon to strike. Direction southwest, coordinates 1245, 2340!" Every operator of the Soaring Dragons heard thismand from themand centre on their mecha¡¯s public channel. "8001, 8002, 8003, 8004, 8005, all prepped and ready to go. Calling JMC801, requesting deployment!" From eachunch port, deployment requests were transmitted from the ace operators to the headset of the JMC responsible for guiding the ace mecha. "Checking ... All equipment in order, mobility normal. Launch approved. 3, 2, 1 ...unching!" The JMC specially in charge of the ace mecha approved theunch requests after swiftly running through the prerequisite checks. "Fire!" "Fire!" "Fire!" Consecutive sounds of ejections rang out. From the 5unch ports on both sides of the mothership, the prepped ace mecha were shot out into the skies. "8011, 8012, 8013 ... requesting deployment!" "8021, 8022, 8023 ... requesting deployment!" Batch after batch of ordered ace mecha were shot into the skies ... at this moment, the exclusivemunications channels of each mecha were extremely busy. A mecha battle involvingrge battalions was not conducted in solo fights; the mecha needed to group together in units to engage the enemy. "8011 calling 8001. Wingman One requesting to enter formation ..." "8021 calling 8001. Wingman Two requesting to enter formation ..." In this manner, every time a formation was fully formed, the mecha would then move swiftly to the coordinates themand centre sends them. ******** "Baka, how does the opponent move so fast?" Themander on the Twilight¡¯s mainship, a general with a thin moustache on his upper lip and grey sideburns, saw team after team of silver-white mecha flying from the opponent¡¯s backend, swiftly intercepting their ace mecha which had already gotten into formation, and couldn¡¯t help but swear angrily. "General, believe that our mecha operators will not lose to those chinks," said a young staff officer with a slight bow, but his tone was haughty. It should be known that their S-series special ace mecha squads were called the ¡¯victory mecha which would never fall¡¯ 2 ¡ª dealing with these small guppies would definitely be no problem. "Aoki, don¡¯t underestimate them. The Chinese Federation has always been our archenemy. For thousands of years, as long as war breaks out, it has always been the end of their lives or ours. Throughout history, we have suffered defeat many times because we underestimated them, bringing great losses to our empire. We must learn from these lessons." The general was a cautious person. He was not blindly confident like some people within the country, self-assured in their belief that the Chinese Federation was just a pretty flower vase 3 . "General, what you say makes sense. But, the Chinese Federation now is no longer the Federation of before. 16 years ago, even their god-ss operator Ling Xiao lost his life at our warriors¡¯ hands. Now, they are just in their death struggle. Victory will forever belong to the Great Twilight Empire." Staff Officer Aoki¡¯s face was filled with pride. The sessful assassination of Ling Xiao was the glory of every Twilight soldier. As soldiers of the new generation of the Twilight Empire, they had grown up under the propaganda of the empire¡¯s sessful killing of the Chinese Federation¡¯s strongest god-ss operator Ling Xiao. In their world view, the Chinese Federation was already on the wane, no longer having the strength to resist them. The Great Twilight Empire would definitely obtain the final victory and eventually take over the entire Chinese Federation. "Is that really so?" The general¡¯s expression was grim as he stared at therge screen. He did not believe that the Chinese Federation really had no backup resources. What¡¯s more, they still had other god-ss operators. Even though those people had remained reclusive all this time, if the Chinese Federation truly was pushed to the brink of no return, these fearsome beings would probably appear one after another. In contrast, their empire only had nine mecha god-kings 4 ¡ª they just could not match up in numbers. "We need to drag them along for another period of time. The oldest god-ss operator of the Federation must be nearing 200 years old by now ..." The general calcted in his heart. As long as one or two of the opponent¡¯s god-ss operators died, then in any top-level contest of strength, their Empire would not be at a disadvantage. At that time, it would truly be the time for their Great Twilight Empire to push their attack. Chapter 190: The Mysterious Mecha in the Black Hole! Chapter 190: The Mysterious Mecha in the ck Hole! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Aoki, notify the special ace operator squad. Let them use all their might to kill the opponent¡¯s ace operators!" The general gave a decisive order. Since a stealth attack was already out of the question, then they might as well eliminate a part of the other¡¯s ace operators to weaken the enemy¡¯sbat power. "Hai!" Aoki epted the general¡¯s order with a respectful bow, the pride on his face fading. After that, he turned around and passed on the order to the mecha operators currently facing the opponent¡¯s ace operators. Meanwhile, that batch of deployed Soaring Dragon ace mecha had already began shing with the enemy ¡ª the curtains were lifted on a scene of brutal fighting. While themand centres of both sides patiently watched the progress of the ace operator fight, at the heart of the mes of battle, an invisible energy was forming. On the Federation¡¯smand ship, a soldier monitoring the battlefield suddenly cried out in shock. The other soldiers beside him were startled and quickly asked, "What happened?" "Look here, what is that?" The soldier zoomed in on the oddity he had seen. Right at the centre point of the fighting, a ck dot had appeared unexpectedly. The soldier was really bothered by the ck dot, finding it rather creepy and frightening. He magnified the image of the dot as far as he could, and finally, they could clearly see that, at the centre of the ck dot, there seemed to be some energy swirling backwards. Even stranger was the fact that the ck dot was expanding at a rapid pace. "Could this be ... a ck hole!" This bone-chilling reverse airflow phenomenon sparked some memory in the soldier¡¯s mind, and he could not help but blurt out his conclusion. "What happened?" The senior captain in charge of the surveince room rushed over when he heard themotion. "Sir, it¡¯s a ck hole! A ck hole has appeared at the heart of battle. Order the fighters to retreat quickly!" The soldier¡¯s face was pale with fright. ck holes were the ender of all things ... once swallowed by a ck hole, no one could escape from within it. Therefore, the moment the emergence of a ck hole was discovered, even if they were in the middle of a battle, both sides would mutually choose to stop fighting and escape together. By now, the captain could clearly see the ck dot the soldier had erged on the screen as well. In just this short period of time since the soldier had first discovered it, the dot had expanded from its initial size of a tiny fingertip to a round hole of about 20 to 30 centimetres in diameter. The ck hole was spreading at a rapid pace ¡ª it was foreseeable that, in short order, it would be a supersized hole capable of swallowing everything. At that time, no one here would be able to escape from its clutches. The captain knew the situation was dire. He swiftly leapt at his optical supeputer, and activated theputer¡¯s wartime emergency protocol! Of course, this protocol could not be activated simply. If any abuse of power was discovered, the person in question would definitely be court-martialled. "Wartime emergency protocol activated sessfully. Please choose the required option!" The A.I. inquired coldly. "Open all military channels. I want to broadcast a wide scale announcement!" Even the short time taken to activate the supeputer caused the captain¡¯s forehead and bridge of his nose to drip with sweat. A ck hole was truly too frightening; he was afraid there would not be enough time. "Connecting to all military channels, sessful!" When the A.I. reported this, the captain immediately pressed the voice button for the broadcast. "Emergency notification for all troops. At the centre of the battle, a ck hole is forming! All mecha operators are to retreat immediately, all mecha operators are to retreat immediately!" "I repeat. Emergency notification for all troops. At the centre of the battle, a ck hole is forming! All mecha operators are to retreat immediately, all mecha operators are to retreat immediately!" This abrupt military-wide broadcast caused an uproar among the Federation fighters. At this time, themand centre had already received the images of the ck hole transmitted by the surveince room. Without even having to think about it, the suprememander immediately ordered all the starship carriers to send out the retreat signal to the mecha troops they housed. In the meantime, the ck hole at the centre of the fighting had already expanded into a dark chasm of 3 to 4 metres wide. The suction of energy was already extremely obvious now, especially for the ace operators closest to the ck hole. They quickly halted their fighting and stared fearfully at the ck hole as it grewrger andrger, its suction power bing stronger and stronger. Everyone knew what a ck hole represented. It was the root of cmity, death, and the destruction of all things. "It¡¯s a ck hole, retreat quickly!" Such an obvious ck hole made the Twilight Empire mecha operators retreat swiftly even before their own starships could send out the signal to retreat. At this time, all the mecha operators of both nations no longer had any desire to continue fighting. All the mecha flew swiftly back to their own starships, afraid that if they were any slower, they would be consumed by the ck hole. But they were still too slow in the end. The ck hole, which had already expanded to about 10 metres wide, suddenly burst open! As if being pried open by some force, the ck hole abruptly became a gigantic ck hole of over 100 metres wide. The innermostyer of mecha were instantly caught in the suction of the ck hole. "Godd*mmit, increase horsepower, operate engines at 120%!" The innermostyer of mecha could already feel the growing suction. Some of the operators reacted very quickly, decisively powering their engines to the max to try and escape the suction range. Operating the engines at 120% could not be maintained for long ¡ª doing this for too long would leavesting damage to the main engine. Mecha operators who loved their mecha typically would not bear to do so. This group of quick-thinking mecha operators were considered lucky. Although they had to pay the cost of breaking their engines, they still managed to at least charge out from the suction range of the ck hole, salvaging their lives. In contrast, many more mecha operators lost their chance at survival due to their slow reflexes. They were instantly pulled in by the suction ... by the time they thought to push their engines to the max, it was much toote. Under this fearsome extra-terrestrial force of nature, even the formidable and dominant ace operators were like infants, unable to resist. Although most of the ace operators had managed to escape from the suction range of the ck hole due to their superior reflexes, because the ck hole had appeared right in the middle where the ace operators had been fighting, there were still quite a number of ace operators who had been ruthlessly devoured. Facing this situation, the operators of both nations could only stare helplessly as those mecha were consumed by the ck hole. There were also quite a few mecha who, before they could be fully sucked into the ck hole, had directly exploded due to the battering of the chaotic turbulence, turning into countless shards of debris ... "8217, hold on!" One of the ace mecha formations of the Federation was in a simr crisis. The main mecha 8207 had reacted quickly, almost escaping from the danger zone. As long as his mecha did not break down, escaping with his life was no problem. However, 10 metres behind him, wingman mecha 8217 was not as lucky as 8207. He was still within range of the powerful suction of the ck hole, and most critically, one of his two secondary engines had exploded due to overload. This decreased his speed by a good chunk, and his crisis was precisely due to this significant loss of speed. The suction of the ck hole grabbed hold of him ¡ª due to its great power, 8217 actually began sliding backwards. This meant that his mecha¡¯s engines were already running out of power to fight this powerful suction. As the main mecha of 8217, the leader of the formation, seeing his own wingman 8217 in such grave danger, did not even stop to think about it. He immediately controlled his mecha to grab hold of the other¡¯s right arm. "Leader!" Seeing his leader reach out to help him at this most perilous moment with no concern for his own well-being, 8217¡¯s eyes turned red with emotion. He desperatelymanded his A.I. to increase the output of his engines, hoping to borrow his leader¡¯s extra pulling force to escape death. They were frozen like this for 30 seconds. When the wingman saw the other secondary engine of his mecha blow up due to overload as well, he knew that it was hopeless. "Don¡¯t give up!" Even though he knew that the chances of the two of them escaping together were miniscule, 8207 still did not let go. "Leader, let go of me!" 8217 said through gritted teeth. He could not drag his leader with him into death. "No, 8227 has already been sacrificed. I will not watch as my final brother dies!" 8207 refused firmly. It was already the end of the line, but 8207 still would not let go ¡ª he only kept repeating, don¡¯t give up! 8217¡¯s tears began to fall, "Leader, let go quickly ... do you really want to die with me?" "If all my brothers are dead, then what would be the point of living on my own? We¡¯ve said before that ¡ª if we die together on the battlefields someday, we will be brothers again in the next life. Now, 8227 is already gone. With the two of us too, even if we go to the afterlife, all three of us brothers will be able to be together once again," said 8207 with a smile. Being able to die with one¡¯s brothers, was also a type of happiness. "Leader!" Although tears were still falling from 8217¡¯s eyes, 8217 smiled as well. "Thank you for taking care of me all these years. Bing your number one wingman is my greatest fortune." That said, he reached out his left hand to pull out the beam saber on his back, and then, amidst 8207¡¯s shocked cries, he resolutely brought the saber down on his own right arm ... With a "Swoosh!", the mecha¡¯s right arm fell. Suddenly losing the weight in his hands, 8207¡¯s over-revved engines instantly pulled him out of the range of the ck hole¡¯s suction. "8217!" roared 8207 in grief, tears in his fierce eyes. His final brother, using such an intense method to sacrifice himself, saving him ... There was a deep pain in 8207¡¯s chest ¡ª mindlessly, he leapt towards the ck hole, but was held back by formation leader 8102 who had arrived in the nick of time. " 207 1 , calm down!" "They were my brothers!" 8207 finally burst into tears. "They were my brothers too!" barked 8102 sharply, "You remember this, your life right now is no longer just your own. It is also 217¡¯s." These words caused 8207 to jerk, his initial struggles dying down instantly. Right at that moment, 8102¡¯s wingman 8122 suddenly cried out, "Leader, look, at the heart of the ck hole, something is flying out ..." 8102 looked over quickly. Indeed, at the centre of the ck hole, something was slowly moving out against the ck hole¡¯s suction. Although its speed was exceedingly slow, it was still slowly but surely getting away from the heart of the ck hole. "How is this possible? Everyone knew that the suction force was definitely the most terrifying at the heart of a ck hole ¡ª absolutely nothing could stand against it. What in the world was that thing to be able to fight off this type of suction power to slowly escape from within the ck hole? 8102 zoomed in on the image of the thing. Sure enough, at the heart of the ck hole, a mysterious mecha was making its difficult way forwards, trying to escape the grip of the overwhelming suction of the ck hole. The body of that mysterious mecha was marked with clear signs of damage, even looking somewhat dpidated. Yet, it was precisely this beat-up mysterious mecha that was currently performing a miracle. Chapter 191: The Fearsome Combat Ability of a God-Class Operator! Chapter 191: The Fearsome Combat Ability of a God-ss Operator! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr However, what he discovered next filled 8102 with great pleasant surprise ¡ª the mysterious mecha¡¯s left arm was currently holding onto a mecha with a broken arm. That mecha was precisely 8217 who had just chopped off part of his arm and had been swallowed by the ck hole. "Look at the left hand of that mecha ... isn¡¯t that 8217?" 8102 could not help but ask joyfully. Even though he was sure his eyes were not mistaken, this pleasant surprise made him somewhat doubtful ¡ª could therade he thought for sure was dead return once more to their side? 8102¡¯s question was like a shot of adrenaline to 8207 1 . His spirits rallied and he hurriedly operated his mecha¡¯s screen to zoom in on the heart of the ck hole and immediately shouted, "It¡¯s him! It¡¯s him! It¡¯s 8217!" "That mecha ... don¡¯t you all think it looks somewhat familiar?" 8102¡¯s number one wingman 8112 had also seen the mecha, but his focus was on the other mecha¡¯s form. "It¡¯s a mecha from our Federation. I see the golden five-pointed star on his right arm! That¡¯s the exclusive symbol of our Federation!" shouted 8122 as well. Meanwhile, the mecha at the heart of the ck hole continued to fight with all its might against the pull of the ck hole. After a period of movement, that mysterious mecha finally moved out of the innermost circle of the ck hole¡¯s centre. There, perhaps due to the weakened suction, the mysterious mecha began to speed up, its appearance bing increasingly clearer to the crowd. The body of the mysterious mecha wasrger than ace mecha by a ring, and could even be considered a giant mecha. This type of mecha asked a lot from its operator. The mecha¡¯s design was rather simple and unsophisticated, and the scars all over its body only added a sense of weariness to it. All of this proved that this mecha had been through great trials and had suffered great hardship. Still, despite the mysterious mecha¡¯s beat-up body, the personal totem at its chest was surprisingly vibrant. A fiery red phoenix being reborn from the zing mes beneath it, the fire phoenix about to take flight as if drawing from the energy fed to it by the mes ... this totem was extremely familiar to all mecha operators of the Federation at the scene, and this familiarity seemed toe from deep within them ... "Fire phoenix! That¡¯s the fire phoenix rising from the ashes!" Someone yelled out within the public military channel. "It¡¯s Ling Xiao ¡ª it¡¯s Major General Ling Xiao!" As if being woken from a trance, everyone began to shout and exim. The totem of the fire phoenix rising from the ashes ¡ª only one person in the Federation had that mark. And that was the god-ss operator Major General Ling Xiao! Just like the fire phoenix in his totem, Major General Ling Xiao had risen from the ashes of death to return to the Federation! "That¡¯s right, it¡¯s Major General Ling Xiao! I¡¯ve seen that mecha in my textbooks before. It¡¯s ¡ª that is the god-ss mecha !" There were also some who had recognised that simplistic giant mecha as the legendary god-ss mecha . This also exined why this mecha could resist the powerful suction of the ck hole at its heart ¡ª only a god-ss mecha would be capable of such a feat. On the other side, the Twilight Empire had also identified that giant mecha trying to escape from the heart of the ck hole as the god-ss machine of Ling Xiao who was rumoured to have already been killed by them. At this sight, within themand ship of the Twilight Empire, Staff Officer Aoki, who had been closely observing the ck hole, was stupefied. "How can this be? How can this be? Hasn¡¯t Ling Xiao already been killed by our brave warriors? Why is he still alive, suddenly emerging from inside the ck hole?" Aoki could feel his pride crumbling, suddenly being informed that the source of his confidence was all a lie. Right then, he just could not ept it. "No, this definitely cannot be real. I must be seeing an illusion, an illusion!" "p!" Aoki¡¯s face was whipped to the side by a forceful p. The general standing beside him had thrown a p at him to wake him up. "So what if he is alive? It¡¯s very easy to let him die!" The general was a decisive person. He knew that once Ling Xiao returned to the Chinese Federation, the Chinese Federation¡¯sbat power would reach a new unimaginable height. This was something their Twilight Empire could not tolerate. The general¡¯s eyes turned fierce. He swiftly connected to the military-wide channel and gave his orders. "No matter what the cost, kill god-ss operator Ling Xiao!" Following this order, the mecha operators who were still dubious received an answer ¡ª that mysterious mechaing out from the heart of the ck hole was indeed Ling Xiao¡¯s . "Kill Ling Xiao! Kill Ling Xiao! Kill Ling Xiao! Kill Ling Xiao!" The troops of the Twilight Empire had been educated via brainwashing 2 . The killing of god-ss operator Ling Xiao was one of the great exploits of their country that had been established 16 years ago ¡ª they definitely would not allow this honour to be overturned. All the Twilight Empire mecha operators piloted their mecha to approach the ck hole. They raised the beam guns in their hands, shooting fervently towards the heart of the ck hole. "D*mmit, they¡¯re trying to kill our Major General Ling Xiao!" The despicable actions 3 of the Twilight Empire infuriated the Federation soldiers who were anxiously waiting for Ling Xiao to escape from danger. "Protect Major General Ling Xiao!" When Major General Tang Xu saw this, he could not help but bellow into themunications channel. Ling Xiao was their Federation¡¯s ultimate weapon, one of their guardian deities ¡ª they definitely could not let any harme to him here. "Protect Major General Ling Xiao!" "Protect Major General Ling Xiao!" "Protect Major General Ling Xiao!" Following roar after angry roar, all the Federation soldiers raised the weapons in their hands and began to intercept the enemy¡¯s attacks. Many of the mecha operators even leapt to the fringes of the ck hole, to form a tight mecha defensive wall, using the bodies of their own mecha to bear the brunt of the enemy¡¯s beam fire. They knew very well that doing so may cost them their lives, but they were unafraid. This was because they were doing this to protect their national military idol, the god-ss operator ¡ª¡ª Major General Ling Xiao 4 . And so, after every beam attack, there would always be a mecha or two from the Federation mecha defensive wall which exploded as it went beyond its damage threshold. At that time, a new mecha would step up to take its ce, once again blocking off the beam fire. Of course, the Twilight Empire¡¯s mecha operators were not having a good time of it either. The Federation mecha operators fought back just as fiercely, beam fire roaring out from both sides at about the same intensity. This battle had be a standing showdown. The mecha operators were no longer mecha operators ¡ª they no longer flew around nimbly, and there were no moreplex attack manoeuvres. The two sides just shot at each other mechanically like fixed wooden puppets. It should be said that this battle was a mecha fight without any strategy. Countless mecha operator lives were lost on both sides, and it was all for the sake of one person ¡ª the one currently struggling to get away from the suction of the ck hole, Ling Xiao. The Federation mecha operators did not know how many attacks they blocked off, nor did they know how much time had passed. But finally, they heard a cheer ring out in the generalms channel, "Major General Ling Xiao has sessfully escaped the ck hole!" When they heard this news, all the Federation mecha operators swelled with joy and triumph, feeling that it would have been worth it even if they had died. Subsequently, an extremely gentle voice rang out across the channel, "Many thanks for your protection, brothers." This voice made everyone unbelievably emotional, also bringing tears to Major General Tang Xu¡¯s eyes. This familiar voice was precisely that of Ling Xiao who had ¡¯died¡¯ 17 years ago. Ling Xiao handed over 8217 to a mecha operator of the Federation, then controlled to fly upwards to hover above the Federation mecha. "Activate Divine Punishment system!" said Ling Xiao calmly. "Command received by , Divine Punishment activated!" and Ling Xiao¡¯s rapport was already at an extreme ¡ª not even a secondter, twelve wings suddenly sprouted from ¡¯s back, and then, the wings began to absorb energy rapidly till a pinnacle of potential. Next, Ling Xiao controlled to aim the twelve wings in twelve directions, pointing at the Twilight mecha horde in the distance. Ling Xiao decisively pressed his trigger, and twelve powerful beams swept out at the Twilight mecha horde ahead, causing the entire starry sky to be a sheet of light in an instant. The Federation mecha operators found themselves temporarily blinded by the intense light. When the twelve beams faded away and the crowd¡¯s vision was restored, they found to their shock that twelve empty lines had been carved into the Twilight mecha horde. The mecha which had been in those lines previously had all vanished, and even more terrifying was the fact that there was no remaining trace of any of them. What attack was this? It was way too horrifying! Everyone¡¯s gazes were drawn towards Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha. Only then did they notice that Ling Xiao¡¯s had already shifted in appearance. On the mecha¡¯s back were twelve wings, so perfect that they enchanted the hearts of all observers, giving others the impression that an angel had descended. Pure white light was currently umting at the tip of each wing, which slowly grew brighter and brighter, almost searing the eyes of anyone who stared at them. Additionally, an immense energy was beginning to emanate from those wing-tips ... Right then, the twelve wings changed directions simultaneously, still pointed at the Twilight mecha horde, but in twelve new directions this time. Soon, twelve beams fired out once more, and when the light faded, twelve new vacant rows were left among the enemy horde. Just two simple beam attacks had obliterated approximately 2000 mecha of the Twilight Empire. Although the majority of these had been intermediate to advanced mecha, there had still been quite a few ace mecha among them. Regardless of mecha type, against this fearsome attack, they were allpletely helpless. "Baka, Ling Xiao must die!" Seeing the horrific results of Ling Xiao¡¯s sts, the general was reinforced in his belief that Ling Xiao could not be allowed to live. Otherwise, it would be a devastating blow to their Twilight Empire. "All starship cannons to aim at Ling Xiao! Fire, fire with all you have! We must kill off Ling Xiao!" The general knew well that even if all of them died here today, as long as they seeded in killing off Ling Xiao, everything would be worth it. For the Empire, all sacrifices were worth it. "Not good, the enemy is nning to go for broke 5 ." The enemy starship fleet¡¯s strange movements were naturally picked up by the Federation¡¯smand centre. They were somewhat flustered ¡ª it should be known that the power of a starship¡¯s main cannon was extremely horrifying. Even the sturdiest interster mothership would not be able to withstand more than 3 to 5 attacks from a starship¡¯s main cannons. Chapter 192: The First Marshal! Chapter 192: The First Marshal! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Push forwards! Intercept the starships, do not give them any chance to fire their main cannons!" roared Major General Tang Xu in thems channel. At this point, they could only fight it out. If things became truly dire, blocking off the cannonfire with one of their starships would also be worth it. Following this order, all the Federation starships began to move. Unfortunately, the starships were toorge and clumsy ¡ª it was not that easy to turn their bodies. This was also why starships, despite having powerful main cannons, could not be the main fighting force in an interster battle. In contrast to the agile mecha, the heavy and slow bulky starships were not at all suited for quick battles,pletely toyed with by mecha. If not for the fact that starships themselves were bulked up with great defences and the damage of mecha attacks were insignificant against their bulk, incapable of finishing them off, starships may likely have to quit appearing in battlepletely. "Lock onto Ling Xiao, and fire!" The main cannon of the first starship finally had its sights on Ling Xiao, and so the starship¡¯s main cannoneer was charged to attack Ling Xiao, who was hovering in ce in the air. A deafening "Boom!" ¡ª the main cannon¡¯s fire hit Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha directly. Smoke and fire shot out in all directions,pletely engulfing . The starship¡¯s main cannoneer leapt up and danced in excitement, hollering, "I¡¯ve hit him! I¡¯ve hit him!" If Ling Xiao were to die at his hands, he would be the hero of the Twilight Empire! The smoke cleared and the mes vanished! When Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha appeared perfectly unharmed before the crowd once more, the dancing cannoneer froze, and his excited words became lodged in his throat as if his neck were being strangled. His face was the picture of disbelief. This was because the massive firepower of the main cannon had actually been unable to leave any mark at all on Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha . The Federation soldiers were as equally mystified, unsure how Ling Xiao¡¯s had managed toe out of such powerful cannon-fire utterly unscathed. Some sharp-sighted people then noticed the faint sheen of multi-coloured light on ¡¯s outer shell, and immediately understood. "Divine Shield! It¡¯s the god-ss mecha¡¯s exclusive Divine Shield system!" The reason why god-ss mecha could be god-ss mecha was that the A.I. of the mecha could support several systems which regr mecha A.I.s could not. One of these was the Divine Shield system ¡ª it could convert energy into an almost wless, practically invincible divine light shield. It could be said that any weapon invented by humankind at the moment was incapable of breaking through Ling Xiao¡¯s defences. Of course, the Divine Shield system was not without weaknesses. It drained too much energy ¡ª even a god-ss mecha¡¯s supposedly endless power could only sustain the system for a short 3 minutes. Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha withstood the main cannon¡¯s attack this time but did not continue to remain stationary to be a sitting target. The air around the mecha suddenly warped, and in the very next second, it had appeared by the other¡¯s starship. "The Divine Wind system!" This was yet another of the god-ss mecha¡¯s exclusive systems. Once it was activated, the mecha could reach up to 4 times the speed of light, truly achieving instantaneous teleportation. Right then, Ling Xiao, who had already appeared beside the starship, swiftly removed a giant sword hilt from his back. His mecha gripped the sword hilt tightly in its right hand, and a 100-metre long beam saber abruptly appeared out of nowhere in this starry space. Ling Xiao gripped this giant saber tightly and then swung it down powerfully in a great arc at the starship ... A lift of his hand, a swing of his saber ¡ª Ling Xiao did not look again at the starship, keeping away his giant beam saber instantly after his attack to hang it once more behind his back. And then, the air around warped again and it reappeared within the enemy mecha horde. Just at that moment, that starship suddenly split apart. Due to the unexpected explosion, the people inside it were thrown into space, officially bing space trash and dying instantly. Ling Xiao¡¯s killing spree did not end there ¡ª like a wolf charging into a flock of sheep, Ling Xiao flew among the enemy mecha horde. At this time, two short swords had appeared in his hands. They were the most basic of mecha equipment, high-frequency des. Still, just these two most basic of weapons sliced through the opponent¡¯s mecha as easily as cutting right through a watermelon. The speed of the Divine Wind system, paired with god-ss control and unearthly footwork, caused the mecha to flicker in and out of sight. In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiao had destroyed several tens of mecha, among them quite a significant number of ace mecha. At this moment, everyone understood why it was said in the human world that god-ss operators could dictate the oue of war ¡ª there was just no one who could withstand a god-ss operator¡¯s attack, nor were there any weapons capable of prating the other¡¯s defence. Only by relying on forces of nature, such as ck holes (this should be eliminated now), or explosions of primordial maic energy 1 (this was questionable), or consecutive supernovas (almost impossible to happen), or the butcher¡¯s knife of time (pretty much the most helpless waiting game), etcetera etcetera etcetera ... perhaps those might have the possibility of finishing them off 2 . Seeing this scene, the Twilight Empire general knew that he would certainly be unable to achieve his objective today. Even if they sacrificed every single person on their side, they would still be unable to kill Ling Xiao here. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he decisively ordered their retreat. He needed to report the news that Ling Xiao still lived post-haste to the Empire¡¯s military headquarters. The Twilight Empire fleet retreated swiftly, very quickly disappearing without a trace. Seeing their opponents scurry off with their tails between their legs back to their own space border, all the Federation warriors cheered! They were cheering for the triumph of this battle, as well as cheering for the return of the god-ss operator Ling Xiao. "Federation 7th Division vicemander, Ling Xiao, requesting provisional docking from an allied starship!" Ling Xiao connected to the general military channel and submitted a docking request. Tang Xu breathed in deeply, suppressing the tion in his heart as he pressed the button tomunicate. "I, Tang Xu, themander of the First Defence Fleet of the Western Border Guard, permit Major General Ling Xiao to dock on my ship." Following that deration, themand ship began transmitting a guidance signal. Ling Xiao operated his mecha to slowly descend onto the starship¡¯s navigation frame. Sliding along the frame, he slid swiftly into the interior of the starship. Ling Xiao¡¯s control was extremely precise, urately stopping right at the stop-line. At this moment, a sweet and gentle voice rang out in the mechams channel. "Major General Ling Xiao, hello! I am the JMC guiding your mecha into the hangar this time. Please follow my instructions to carry out the following movements." "Roger!" Somewhat familiar, the sweet and pretty voice caused Ling Xiao to zone out for a moment before regaining his awareness. That voice had called up his memories of Lan Luofeng ¡ª back then at the start, she had been his exclusive JMC. He had not seen her for almost a full 17 years ... he wondered how she was doing now. And there was still their child Ling Lan ... a swell of fear and uncertainty actually rose up in Ling Xiao¡¯s heart, his heart beginning to pound. He was homesick, yet he feared the reception he would receive when he returned. Under the JMC¡¯s lead, Ling Xiao piloted his mecha urately into the frame, and then leaving it to the operation of the starship¡¯s systems, his mecha was brought straight into themand ship¡¯s mecha hold. Ling Xiao turned off his mecha and opened the cockpit door. At this time, the entire mecha hold had already be filled with the soldiers of themand ship, both men and women. They all wanted to take the opportunity to catch a glimpse of Major General Ling Xiao in person ¡ª he was a heroic figure from legend who had been believed dead for 17 years, after all. Ling Xiao had long be used to this type of gazes. He had always been an elite among the elites, an aberrant prodigy, idolised by people wherever he went. Although he had been away from the Federation for 17 years, he was not at all unfamiliar with this sort of gawking. A lift carried Ling Xiao to the ground. His original mecha suit had already be worn and tattered, but even so, it did not detract from his looks. A warm and elegant smile on an unbelievably handsome face ¡ª all the female soldiers¡¯ were blushing as their hearts throbbed. They wished they could just rush forward and hug him, leaving a beautiful memory for themselves. But these were all just fantasies; they would never dare to act so impudently. Although Major General Ling Xiao looked exceedingly gentle and mild-mannered, just like a humble gentleman, there was just some mystical force about him that stayed their restlessness, discouraging them from going too far. "Major General Ling Xiao, wee back!" Tang Xu had already hurried to the mecha hold by this time. Seeing Ling Xiaond, he rushed forwards and sped Ling Xiao¡¯s hands in his, face filled with tion as he greeted Ling Xiao. The two men had met a few times 17 years ago and had shared a brief conversation, but following Ling Xiao¡¯s unfortunate ¡¯demise¡¯, their budding rtionship had been ended abruptly. Back then, Tang Xu had deeplymented the loss of a like-minded brother-in-arms. "Major General Tang Xu, long time no see!" Before greeting Tang Xu, Ling Xiao had peeked at the other¡¯s epaulette 3 , thus finding out the other¡¯s current military rank. 17 years were enough for many of his friends to change military ranks. He wondered if the same could be said for his enemies ... a trace of killing intent shed through Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes. Although Tang Xu really wanted to say something to Ling Xiao, he just could not find any words. He could only shake Ling Xiao¡¯s hands solemnly, even though he knew that it was actually more appropriate for them to interact via military salutes. Ling Xiao swept his gaze around at the surrounding people and smiled wearily, "If possible, please prepare somewhere for me to rest first. I have lived in that damnable ck hole for a really long time. I¡¯m physically and mentally worn out." At the reminder, Tang Xu hurriedly nodded and said, "Done. I¡¯ll prepare things immediately!" Ling Xiao¡¯s fatigued state proved that his struggle out of the ck hole was definitely not as simple and easy as it had seemed to them. He must have paid an extremely steep price in the process. Just like that, Ling Xiao temporarily settled in with the First Defence Fleet of the Western Border Guard, to rest and recuperate. On the other hand, due to technical issues and ack of appropriate materials, the mecha could not be serviced. It would have to wait till Ling Xiao returned to Doha to receive proper care and maintenance. Meanwhile, at this very moment, Ling Lan, who had already found out that Qi Long and the other five had all passed and been epted into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, did not know that a man who would change the future course of her life was on his way home ... ******** One weekter, the Federation¡¯s first marshal secretly arrived at the headquarters of the First Division. A staff officer by his side informed him that the guest was waiting for him in the living room. The moment the marshal entered the living room, he saw a man sitting primly on the sofa. The man was about 27 to 28 years old, or maybe even around 30, and on his handsome face was an indistinct trace of a smile, naturally drawing the favour of others. However, because he was dressed from head to toe in brand new martial attire, the trim and almost pressed-creaseless general¡¯s uniform made him look sharp and dashing. This lessened his original gentle air somewhat, giving him a rare share of stateliness. "Ling Xiao, you still live! This is wonderful!" said the marshal emotionally the moment he saw the other, his footsteps speeding up subconsciously. Seeing that the marshal was here, Ling Xiao immediately stood up at attention and gave the other a proper military salute. "Marshal, long time no see!" Chapter 193: Ling Xiaos Request! Chapter 193: Ling Xiao¡¯s Request! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Yes, it¡¯s really been a long time, almost a full 17 years!" said the marshal with a face filled with nostalgia. Ling Xiao had been the abnormally talented prodigy he had singled out by name for cultivation, and had once been his pride and joy. Back when he had heard of his demise, the marshal had been filled with unimaginable grief. "Ling Xiao, regarding your sessful return this time, headquarters has promised to call a press conference to announce your return. Also, congrattions on sessfully bing the 9th General of our Federation. This is the honour and status you should rightfully receive!" said the marshal with mixed feelings as he patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder. He then moved to sit in an armchair on one side, signalling for Ling Xiao to sit down as well for a talk. "Many thanks for the appreciation, Marshal!" said Ling Xiao with a soft smile, taking a seat on the sofa beside him. He did not appear to be smug or arrogant from the rise in his status ¡ª this formed a strong contrast with his youthful appearance, causing the marshal to nod in approval inside his heart, increasingly pleased by what he saw. Ling Xiao¡¯s 17 years of trials and suffering were not for nothing; it had caused Ling Xiao¡¯s entire demeanour to be much more steady and reliable. He deserved the esteemed rank of general, worthy of trust. "As for your assignment ... the 7th Division has, after all, been rebuilt for over 10 years, so every part of the division is already well-developed, making it unsuitable forrge-scale adjustment," said the marshal carefully. He knew well how much the 7th Division meant to Ling Xiao, but times had changed, and now the 7th Division no longer had a ce for Ling Xiao. "How does headquarters want to assign me?" In contrast, Ling Xiao did not seem as concerned as the marshal had feared, merely asking calmly about the intentions of the military headquarters. "Headquarters is nning to reassign a portion of the troops from each division to build a new 23rd Division. The division will be given drafting priority with the new batch of soldiers this year, while you, Ling Xiao, shall be the solemander of the 23rd Division. You may freely choose your deputies from any of the other divisions." The marshal detailed the ns the military had for him. Since Ling Xiao had be the Federation¡¯s 9th great general, it was of course necessary for him to lead his own army. However, all the current army divisions already had their ownmanders and, excepting cases of grave error, armies typically would not casually switch their suprememanders. In the end, military headquarters decided to just establish a new army division and make Ling Xiao responsible for it. In order to appease Ling Xiao, they even proffered some preferential treatment and special privileges. "This is fine too!" Ling Xiao found this arrangement satisfactory. Although the 7th Division indeed meant something special to him, its meaning was not on thebel of the 7th Division, but rather with hisrades-in-arms within that division. 17 years¡¯ time was long enough for things to change significantly ¡ª although the 7th Division still retained its name, thoserades who had fought with him through thick and thin were already gone. Thus, he actually felt it was fine even if he did not go to the 7th Division. Still, Ling Xiao would not reveal his true thoughts on the matter. Let those folks in headquarters feel as if they had wronged him ¡ª this way, he would be able to make some outrageous requests of them. "Do you still have any other requirements? As long as it is within my means, I will make sure you get it." Sure enough, as Ling Xiao expected, the marshal was the first to fall for it. Ling Xiao held a moment of silent contemtion, and then said, "I want to know everything that happened with my wife Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan over these past 17 years. I want to catch up on everything I missed in thesest 17 years." The marshal cast a searching nce at Ling Xiao and sighed. He then indicated for the secret service officer by his side to hand over a pre-prepared document. The moment he found out that Ling Xiao still lived and was on his way back, he had asked for this document to be prepared. Knowing Ling Xiao, he would definitely ask him for this information. Putting his hands on the document being handed over by the staff officer, a surge of emotion coursed through Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes. He took a moment to settle himself, before reaching out to ept the document fully into his hands. Ling Xiao eagerly opened the file and began by browsing the bit and pieces of Lan Luofeng¡¯s life over these past 17 years. As Lan Luofeng had always stayed at home, there wasn¡¯t much in terms of content. Ling Xiao very quickly finished reading this part of the file. When Ling Xiao moved on to the part of the file with Ling Lan¡¯s information, he took in a deep breath before continuing. The first thing that caught his eyes was a student photo of Ling Lan at 13 years old. The red of the scout uniform made Ling Lan look majestic and spirited. His little face was fixed in a stony expression, like a stoic and serious mini-adult. Ling Xiao found this aloof and unapproachable appearance of his unbearably adorable. So this was his son Ling Lan? He was definitely thebination of his and Lan Luofeng¡¯s strengths! Ling Xiao instantly became a Twenty-four Filial Exemrs dad 1 ... his child was naturally the best and most exceptional! In a great mood, he flipped to the next page. The document began to introduce the various things that had happened from Ling Lan¡¯s birth onwards. When Ling Xiao read till the part about how the Ling branch family had schemed to usurp Ling Lan¡¯s inheritance of his premium military benefits, his gaze turned cold. He had been worried from the start about what troubles these greedy family members could bring to Lan Luofeng and his child ... but he had not expected that their appetites would be so voracious, actually thinking of outright robbing his child of what he had left for him. He must teach them a lesson. Then, seeing how Lan Luofeng used thebined forces of the military and the government to chase the entire Ling family out of Doha, Ling Xiao could not help but smile. He knew it ¡ª Lan Luofeng was not as weak as she appeared to be. However, his good mood soon evaporated. This was because he saw that Ling Lan had suffered an assassination attempt on the way to his first day of school, and not just that, a betrayer had actually emerged from among Ling Lan¡¯s loyalists ... at this point, Ling Xiao almost exploded from rage. He decided that when he got back, he would thoroughly clean up the Ling family loyalists ¡ª he definitely would not allow any danger to remain hidden by Ling Lan¡¯s side. But the following information slowly calmed Ling Xiao¡¯s rage. He had mixed feelings when he saw that at every ranking tournament, Ling Lan would always surrender on his own at the final moments. His son was clearly capable of dominating all the other students of his grade, but was just unwilling to stand out, finally bing the grade¡¯s uncrowned king. The path his son had chosen to walk was different from his. He had always shown himself to be strong, always in the limelight, while Ling Lan chose instead to hide his talent. His methods ofying low were just a little terrible ¡ª anyone who was paying attention could see right through it 2 . The file documented all of Ling Lan¡¯s impressive exploits in the scout academy, and especially at the part where Ling Lan sessfully initiated the grand armed melee that had been sealed away for 100 years, Ling Xiao was instantly filled with pride! So this was his son Ling Lan! Ling Xiao¡¯s pride and tion stopped there, however. As he read the next part, his face turned pale. Who could have expected that enemy spies would infiltrate the academy disguised as teachers to try and assassinate Ling Lan during the grand armed melee? Fortunately, Ling Lan was spected to have been saved by the God-Realm master Mu Shui-qing. But even so, Ling Lan had already received serious injuries, his body almost being destroyed. "Dammit!" raged Ling Xiao, his fingers clenching. The paper in his hands was instantly crumbled into powder to drift down from the air. This outburst allowed Ling Xiao to regain hisposure. He looked down regretfully at that destroyed piece of paper ¡ª crap, there were still some things he hadn¡¯t had time to read yet ... Ling Xiao could only skip to the final page, only to find that there was nothing more ... "Marshal, my son Ling Lan was injured severely at 13. What happened after that?" Ling Xiao was anxious to know Ling Lan¡¯s current condition, quickly turning to ask the marshal for answers. Hearing Ling Xiao¡¯s question, the marshal knew that Ling Xiao must not have seen the rest of the page he had destroyed. He replied, "Because Ling Lan¡¯s wounds were too severe, the specialist doctor prescribed 3 to 4 years of proper rest to heal his body. During this period of time, he cannot take part in any extreme activity, otherwise it would just exacerbate his wounds, very likely leaving somestingtent trouble in his body." Saying this, the marshal felt rather awkward. No matter what, as members of the upper rank of the military who were alumni of the scout academy system, they all had some responsibility for the assassination attempt of Ling Lan within the academy. He signalled his secretary to light a cigarette for him, and then continued to say, "Due to this circumstance, Ling Lan made the decision to withdraw from the academy to recuperate at home for 3 years, and only returned to the scout academy in the final year when it was time to apply and register with the various colleges and universities." "Does that mean his body is fully recovered now?" Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes were hopeful. The marshal drew a mouthful of smoke and puffed it out in a long breath. "No! ording to thetest news, Ling Lan¡¯s body was injured too severely, 3 years was not enough for him to recover fully. The doctors have diagnosed that he will need at least another year for the possibility of full recovery." Ling Xiao¡¯s entire face turned frigid. His lips were pressed together in a thin line, while his hands were clenched into two tight fists. Due to the extreme force ced on them, the bones of his fingers actually began to emit cracking noises ... The marshal added, "It was a few days ago when your son Ling Lan applied to the various higher institutions. You should know that the military schools have very strict requirements, especially for the first year when they focus mostly on training up the students¡¯ physical bodies. Any student who cannot keep up will be expelled. I don¡¯t know which institution Ling Lan will choose in the end, but he probably will not apply for those military schools." "Can we find out now?" asked Ling Xiao. The marshal looked at the staff officer, who immediately nodded and said, "Marshal, the information is avable for checking now." Ling Xiao did not turn to look at the staff officer at all, keeping his gaze squarely on the marshal, awaiting his reply. "What shall I do with you? Still so tenacious!" Ling Xiao¡¯s clear telegraphing of his intentions of not leaving until he received an answer caused the marshal to shake his head helplessly. He could only send off his secret service officer to look up the final results of Ling Lan¡¯s applications. Soon, the staff officer returned. His expression was extremely strange as he peeked at Ling Xiao, and he looked as if he were holding back some words which he would have liked to say to Ling Xiao. Still, he remembered his ce, and without saying anything, he passed the new folder in his hands to Ling Xiao. "What, Ling Lan actually applied to the Windchase Mecha Service College on Aureolin? What school is this? Why haven¡¯t I heard of it?" Ling Xiao was dumbfounded by the news before his eyes. Even if military schools were out of the picture, there were still plenty of renowned public general universities for Ling Lan to choose from. "That¡¯s amunity college, rank-F," exined the staff officer in a small voice. Rank-F institutions were at the lowest tier; almost no other institutions could be worse than that. Back when he had first seen this information, the staff officer had been just as shocked, which was why he had taken the extra effort to look up the relevant details and ranking of the Windchase Mecha Service College. "Ha, Ling Xiao¡¯s son, my son, actually falling so far as to enter a rank-Fmunity college ... Marshal, I think you owe me an exnation." Ling Xiao had been dealt a heavy blow by this news. Losing his previous respectfulness, his tone was curt and demanding. Some people, some things, were his hot buttons, not to be triggered carelessly. Lan Luofeng was one of them previously, and now Ling Lan was one. The marshal naturally did not take offense at this. In fact, Ling Xiao would only be so direct with him because he truly considered him as an elder who cared for him. He rubbed at his brow in consternation, unsure what he should do. When he had first seen his staff officer return with thatplicated expression on his face, he had known that something was not right. And sure enough, this was the situation. "Then, you tell me. What do you want?" He indeed owed Ling Xiao a great deal; the marshal could not refuse him. "I want my son to enter the Federation¡¯s First Men¡¯s Military Academy!" Ling Xiao said with steel-like conviction. In his heart, that was the only ce that was worthy of his son. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji While reading this, did anyone else have the sense of watching a reaction video of Ling Xiao reading heavily redacted early chapters of this novel? :p --------- Update (24/4): New release schedule. Admins identally unlocked extra chaps previously, so the new free release schedule is as follows -- 193 (24/4), 194 (25/4), 195 (26/4) ... Also, the release time seems to have gottenter. On my end, this chapter seemed to unlock at 5:20 p.m. (UTC+8). More data needed to confirm, but for now, just know that a free chapter will unlock some time on its scheduled date. Chapter 194: Terrible Odds? Chapter 194: Terrible Odds? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Impossible!" The marshal rejected the request without even thinking about it. The First Men¡¯s Military Academy was the central focus of the entire Federation. Any student who managed to be epted into the school was the Federation¡¯s cream of the crop, each and every single one of them sufficiently exceptional on their own merits. From the very establishment of the school, in order to preclude any injudicious eptance of students via backdoor dealings which would ruin the golden reputation of the school, there was supervision from both the military and the government. Thispletely prevented any possibility of abusing special rights to get into the school via a backdoor. So, even if he wanted to help Ling Xiao, he had no way to handle the government side of things, especially that wily old first premier. "Marshal!" Ling Xiao¡¯s entire expression darkened. He stared intently at the marshal, gaze filled with dissatisfaction. For the sake of his child¡¯s future, he would not back off on this. Seeing this side of Ling Xiao, the marshal was extremely troubled. Though Ling Xiao seemed very agreeable on the surface, he was actually very stubborn in his bones. Especially once he had decided on something, he would not rest until his objective was achieved. "Godd*mmit!" The marshal breathed in an aggressive lungful of smoke, burning his cigarette down to the root. He rubbed out his cigarette butt heavily in the ashtray on the tea table, and with an exasperated expression on his face, he said, "If I could help you, I would definitely do it. But to enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, it¡¯s not just up to me. At the very least, you need to get through the first premier of the State Council." Having said this, the marshal calmed down a little and continued to advise, "Ling Xiao, even if we allowed it, and your son was epted, have you ever considered the fact that your son¡¯s body will not be able to endure past the first year? If his body was injured irrevocably because of this, won¡¯t you regret this?" "Don¡¯t we have you?" Ling Xiao shot this question back at the marshal. "What do you mean?" The marshal found that he could not keep up with Ling Xiao¡¯s train of thought. "As long as you issue special dispensation, allowing Ling Lan to be exempt from the first year¡¯s exams, won¡¯t that be fine?" Ling Xiao had already made up his mind; in the first year, Ling Lan would not participate in any training at the school, only continuing to focus on recuperating. "Ling Xiao, don¡¯t you go too far!" The marshal was about to blow up. It wasn¡¯t like the Federation¡¯s First Men¡¯s Military Academy was run by his family ... he couldn¡¯t just waltz in and do as he liked! "I recall that, as long as military headquarters issues a special cultivation n for a student, they can have full jurisdiction over the student¡¯s first year of training." Ling Xiao had already thought of everything. However, this special cultivation n still required the marshal to sign off on it, which was why he was still here holding up the marshal, trying to obtain his agreement. "Let military headquarters issue a fake special cultivation n? No way, this involves too much ..." The marshal wanted to refuse instinctively. "Didn¡¯t you say our 23rd Division was free to choose our mid-level and upper ranking officers as we liked? I can issue this special cultivation n, with the intent to cultivate Ling Lan as a central pir of the 23rd Division." For his son¡¯s future, Ling Xiao did not mind exploiting his power for personal gain. "Ling Xiao, giving youmand of the 23rd Division is not for you to y dictator!" When the marshal heard Ling Xiao dering his tant intention to abuse his power, he was instantly furious. Hells, couldn¡¯t he keep himself in check a little in front of him? No matter what, he was still themander-in-chief in charge of monitoring all the army divisions of the Federation! "Marshal, setting the rtionship between Ling Lan and I aside, just based off Ling Lan¡¯s talent and potential alone, if he had not suffered an assassination attempt by an enemy nation three years ago and had remained healthy, would he have been epted by the First Men¡¯s Military Academy this year?" The marshal¡¯s fury did not ruffle Ling Xiao; he merely continued to exin his point of view calmly. The marshal nodded. Ling Lan¡¯s talent was no weaker than Ling Xiao¡¯s by much ¡ª if he had been able to grow up without interruption, even if he did not achieve Ling Xiao¡¯s heights, it would pretty much be no problem for him to be an ace operator. "Then, at that time, when he graduates from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, would he be qualified to be a central force of an army division?" pressed Ling Xiao. The marshal said huffily, "Any student thates out from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy is fought over by all army divisions for recruitment." Unsaid was the underlying agreement that if the assassination attempt had not happened, Ling Lan¡¯s future would be just as Ling Xiao was describing. "Therefore, what I am nning to do is not abusing my power for personal gain, but rather, taking responsibility on behalf of the military." Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes were glowing with conviction. "Ling Lan was only injured in an assassination attempt because the enemy managed to infiltrate one of the troops sent by the military into the academy to protect the students. In other words, on this matter, the military should definitely take responsibility." Frankly, the marshal also knew very well that the military should indeed take on the full responsibility for Ling Lan¡¯s assassination attempt. It was their carelessness and negligence that had allowed the enemy to infiltrate the academy sessfully, finally resulting in this regretful mishap. "We only need to bear the responsibility of shielding him for one year, and we would have salvaged the future of a prodigy. The debt the military owes him, I am only trying to help the military pay it back," said Ling Xiao righteously, just as if he truly had no personal stake in this at all. The marshal did not know whether tough or cry at Ling Xiao¡¯s words ¡ª this Ling Xiao was truly unscrupulous in fighting for his objectives. But, he liked it, because this reasoning was sufficiently just and honourable. "In that case, it is not necessary for you to issue this special cultivation n. I will make the arrangements." The marshal did not want Ling Xiao to bear the bad name of abusing his power. Ling Xiao did not care if he had to bear this so-called bad name or bad reputation, but since the marshal cared, he would not press the issue. Ling Xiao knew very well how to leave a favourable impression on his superiors ¡ª a suitable degree of obedience andpliance was absolutely necessary. That said, the marshal suddenly found that he had been unknowingly led astray from the main problem by Ling Xiao. "Why are we skipping to the end? Ling Xiao, you need to first convince the first premier. As long as the other agrees, then there won¡¯t be any problem on my end. Including everything else after, I can arrange it for you." "Why is it necessary to convince him?" A smile bloomed on Ling Xiao¡¯s lips. Even though it appeared as warm and kind as ever, the marshal could just sense the hidden trace of deviousness behind it. "I recall that there is this particr rule in the federal military ordinances. Tomend the contributions of a soldier to the Federation, when a soldier bes a general of the Federation, his son shall have the right to a secured ce in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. As long as the first marshal approves, he can enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy directly tomence his studies. Since this is something granted by military authority, the government system has no right to object ..." The Federation was a militaristic nation where military exploits were supreme. No jurisdictional agency nor private individual could prevent a contributor of military exploits from using his special rights. The marshal¡¯s face twitched as he looked at the general¡¯s outfit on Ling Xiao¡¯s body. He suddenly found himself regretting his actions ¡ª why had he moved so fast on Ling Xiao¡¯s promotion? Apparently, the marshal had taken advantage of Ling Xiao¡¯s sudden return to life to suggest promoting Ling Xiao to the military rank of general while the other factions were still in disarray. As Ling Xiao¡¯s capabilities were unequivocally recognised, and his reputation preceded him, on top of the fact that the factions were utterly confounded by the news of his return, no one had found a reasonable excuse to object at short notice. Moreover, the government also wanted to use Ling Xiao¡¯s return to divert public attention, to stabilise the somewhat vtile domestic state of affairs ofte, and so had given their energetic support to the suggestion. And so, under these myriad coincidences and circumstances, Ling Xiao¡¯s promotion to general did not garner much opposition, passing smoothly. Afraid that things might change again, the marshal had signed off on the agreement right then and there, and this matter had thus been settled. He just hadn¡¯t imagined that his kind intentions woulde back to smash him in the foot, leaving him in the awkward position of riding a tiger 1 . Mind you, this special right had been set aside for themendation of a general¡¯s contributions to the Federation, but practically everyone assumed that it was just an honorary special right. This was because no one would ever use it, as it was almost impossible for someone to be a general before the ages of 60 to 70 years old. By that age, let alone sons, perhaps even their grandchildren would have already wedded wives and sired children. Who then would think to use this special right? The marshal abruptly found that quite a few military special rights of the Federation at the moment were all just honorary in nature, for there was no one who could actually enjoy those benefits. But now, their existence was obviously there to open backdoors for Ling Xiao ... Ling Xiao¡¯s age was just much too young. "Alright, I¡¯ve got it," said the marshal, resigned. Seeing Ling Xiao still standing tall before him, he said exasperatedly, "What else do you want?" If this fellow dared to request anything else, he would definitely throw him out of here. "The eptance letter of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy!" demanded Ling Xiao. "Ling Xiao, you really think I¡¯m an omnipotent god? Seek and ye shall find ¡ª able to pull an eptance letter out of thin air? Godd*mmit, scram! Go home, and wait there patiently!" roared the marshal. Ling Xiao grinned at these words, and then saluted him respectfully, "Yes, Marshal!" He turned neatly to leave, but when he reached the doorway, he suddenly looked back to say, "Marshal, actually, I was just waiting for this statement of yours!" That said, heughed loudly as he walked out the door. "Darn brat!" The marshal couldn¡¯t help but scold even as he smiled. Only Ling Xiao would dare to be so impudent before him, asking for so much. This gave him a sense of kinship with the other. Ever since bing the Federation¡¯s first marshal, on particr fronts, he had lost many things. ******** The moment Ling Xiao walked out the door, a major waiting patiently by the door perked up, his eyes brightening as he rushed over to salute and say, "General!" "Let¡¯s go!" said Ling Xiao. He then led the way out of the 1st Division¡¯s headquarters toe to the courtyard gates. A ck luxury hover car was gliding towards them to slowly stop at the gates. Its position was very precise; Ling Xiao only needed to walk down 3 steps to get into the car. The major rushed ahead of him to open the car door. Ling Xiao stepped into the car and sat down. Only then did the major close the car door, taking a seat himself in the assistant¡¯s seat 2 . This hover car was not controlled by an A.I., but by a human driver. A chauffeur was already seated in the driver¡¯s seat. His epaulette showed that he was also a major, clearly marking him as no ordinary chauffeur. "Return to the temporary military camp!" said the major in the assistant¡¯s seat to the chauffeur. The chauffeur nodded and began to slowly guide the hover car out. His driving was steady and his speed control was excellent ¡ª the passengers could not tell at all that the car was in motion. Even though the hover car was driven very stably, its speed was not slow. In the blink of an eye, they had already disappeared into the horizon, heading swiftly to their destination. ******** Sitting in the hover car, Ling Xiao¡¯s feelings were currently veryplicated. He needed to go home now! He wondered if Luofeng would forgive him. After all, he had left mother and son alone for 17 years! At this thought, Ling Xiao¡¯s heart cringed. Still, he knew that if he only returned home after the official announcement, Lan Luofeng would most certainly kick him out again. He must go home as soon as possible! Ling Xiao did not know why, but he just had the feeling that his return this time was marked by terrible odds in his favour ... Chapter 195: General Ling! Chapter 195: General Ling! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr On this day, as usual, Ling Lan was entering thebat room to carry out her basic training. However, not long after she began, she was interrupted by a grim-faced Ling Qin. "Grandpa Ling Qin? Is something wrong?" Seeing the other¡¯s solemn expression, Ling Lan halted her movements to ask, as she grabbed a towel to wipe off her sweat. "Master, we just received an urgent notification that the newly promoted General Ling is on his way to visit you." Ling Qin¡¯s expression was extremely perplexed. It should be known that generals were the true military authority below the marshal ¡ª there were only nine of them in the entire Federation, inclusive of this newly promoted general. Each and every one of them was amander-in-chief of one or more army divisions. Just a simple stomp of their feet was able to make the earth quake and the mountains shake within the Federation. This kind of personage whom they had to look up to in the past ... why would someone like that make a personal visit to the Ling family? If the old family head Ling Xiao had still been alive, he would not have found this so strange. After all, Ling Xiao was one of the mere twelve god-ss operators of the Federation ¡ª even the marshal did not dare take him lightly. Thus, these generals too would not dare to treat him flippantly, so it was not impossible for them toe pay a visit. But now, the family head of the Ling family was Ling Lan who had barely turned 16. Furthermore, to the outside world, he was a youth who had sustained serious injuries which had limited his growth. A typical person would never pay much attention to the Ling family like this ... What worried Ling Qin the most was that the other¡¯s surname was Ling. Ling Qin could not help but be suspicious ¡ª could this visiting general be part of the old Ling elite family that they had chased out of Doha? If that was the case, this might very likely be a warning from the other party. It could be that this visit may be to force the Ling family into paying some price! Unavoidably, some apprehension reared up in Ling Qin¡¯s heart. Hearing this, Ling Lan frowned lightly. She too was a little bothered by this surname Ling. However, she was not thinking as far or asplicated as Ling Qin was. She was only a little bummed because it had taken her so much effort to distance herself from the sights of the upper ranks of the military, but now all that effort may be wiped away by this General Ling¡¯s visit. This was going against her original ns. Still, Ling Lan knew that since the military had already notified them, they were not in a position to refuse. She could only go with the flow and take things as they came. "Grandpa Ling Qin, make preparations, and then we¡¯ll y things by ear!" Ling Lan still had a trump card in hand ¡ª she was the orphaned child of the god-ss operator Ling Xiao. Even if this General Ling had any evil intentions against the Ling family, he would not dare to be too tant about it. "Yes, Family Head!" Ling Qin left with his orders. Only then did Ling Lan return to her bedroom and change into a set of formal attire suitable for meeting guests. Since the other was a general, she could not afford to give offense. As for Lan Luofeng, neither Ling Qin nor Ling Lan notified her. Ling Qin did not, because Ling Lan was already the family head of the Ling family. All household matters would be carried out ording to Ling Lan¡¯s will ¡ª only if Ling Lan was not present would Ling Qin consider notifying Lan Luofeng. Meanwhile, Ling Lan did not, because she did not want to disturb Lan Luofeng with these matters. Ever since three years ago when Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space had disappeared and his shade¡¯s final words were a reminder to take care of Lan Luofeng, Ling Lan had solidified Lan Luofeng as someone she would protect for the rest of her life. When Ling Lan andpany received the news that the general¡¯s car was about to arrive, Ling Lan led Ling Qin and Ling Yu to stand at the Ling family mansion gates to wait respectfully. As amon citizen with no battle exploits or ranking to her name, Ling Lan did not yet possess the right to wait indoors to greet the general. The first thing that came into view were two miniature mecha. Ling Lan could tell from the emblem at their chests that they were part of the mecha escort forces avable to those of general rank in the military. Behind them was a convoy consisting of five luxury hover cars, with three miniature mecha on each side, and another two miniature mecha protecting the convoy¡¯s nk. The entire procession was flying swiftly towards them. The general¡¯s procession was surprisingly simple, not at all as ostentatious as Ling Lan had expected. Ten miniature mecha and five luxury hover cars, so simple was the convoy which made its way over. This gave Ling Lan a better impression of this General Ling; at the very least, he did not give off an air of oppression. When the convoy arrived at the Ling family gates, the ten mecha hovered up in the air, beginning to monitor all directions of the convoy. At the same time, from four of the luxury hover cars, ten or so fully-equipped guards disembarked and swiftly formed arge circle around thest remaining hover car in a tight defensive formation. Subsequently, the car door on the assistant seat¡¯s side of thatst hover car opened, and a major who was approximately 30 years old stepped out from the car. After taking a careful look around, he then opened the back door of the hover car. Ling Lan then saw a figure dressed in a general¡¯s uniform step out from the hover car, head bowed and waist bent. She did not know if it was just a misperception, but Ling Lan sensed that the other was somewhat nervous in that split second when he had stepped out of the car ... this made Ling Lan rather puzzled. But this was no time to ponder. Ling Lan quickly suppressed this puzzlement and rallied her spirits, and led Ling Qin and Ling Yu to hurry forwards in wee. Right then, that General Ling lifted his head and looked over. When his eyes met Ling Lan¡¯s, the both of them felt a jolt in their hearts. The moment Ling Lan saw that person¡¯s face, she almost lost all colour in her face. That face was still clearly etched in her memory ¡ª not only because Lan Luofeng constantly rambled at her with Ling Xiao¡¯s picture before her face, but because that face had apanied her through arge part of her childhood in the legacy space. Ling Qin¡¯s reaction was even worse. Ovee with emotion, he could not stop his body from trembling, his jaw opening wide, trying to call out that name in his memories. But perhaps due to being too emotional, his voice just would not work. "Uncle Qin, long time no see!" Seeing this, Ling Xiao could not help but greet him with a wry smile. Meeting the person who had taken care of him from young again after 17 years, his feelings were aplicated mess ¡ª he almost burst into uncontroble tears. "Master ..." Ling Qin finally squeezed out, his tears unlocked in a sudden torrent. As the current leader of the Ling family mecha squad, Ling Yu¡¯s heart was also filled with stunned shock. After all, Ling Xiao was the idol of his youth. However,pared to Ling Qin¡¯s emotional state, he was somewhat calmer. This was because he was now the leader of the mecha protection squad of the current family head, Ling Lan. As such, he was only loyal to Ling Lan, so even in his excitement, he reflexively looked towards Ling Lan for instruction. "Your Excellency General Ling, please forgive the attendants of yours truly for their disrespect! Pleasee in!" Ling Lan threw a cold nce at Ling Qin, jolting Ling Qin to awareness instantly. He knew that he had forgotten himself, and quickly stepped back to stand behind Ling Lan, no longer daring to even look at Ling Xiao. Right then, Ling Lan had be extremely calm. The torments she had suffered for 16 years in the learning space showed their extraordinary results now ¡ª Ling Lan did not lose herposure just because the other looked like Ling Xiao. Before the other properly expressed his identity, they could not afford to trip over themselves. Ling Lan¡¯s courteous response caused Ling Xiao¡¯s steps to slow, and the smile on his face froze for a beat. However, he knew that this was not an appropriate ce for discussion, so he braced himself and walked through the gates. This was clearly his own home, but now it was like he was just here as a visitor! Looking at his son¡¯s attitude, he was extremely unwee ... there was no hint of pleasant surprise at seeing his father. Instead, his son was carefully on guard against him, just as if he hade to steal something or another ¡ª this was really too much! Resentment sprouted in Ling Xiao¡¯s heart ¡ª he had wanted to hug him close or do something along those lines, but unfortunately, it looked like his son would not give him this chance. Ling Lan watched Ling Xiao walking ahead of her, and her mind started turning in puzzlement: What was going on? Could it be that this Ling Xiao before her was really Ling Xiao? The Federation used gical DNA testing to determine a person¡¯s real identity though, so thispletely precluded the possibility of someone impersonating Ling Xiao through stic surgery. Still, Ling Lan could not help but be suspicious ¡ª because this General Ling had truly appeared at such a coincidental time. Ling Lan still remembered that Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space had disappeared three years ago ... Of course, perhaps the Ling Xiao before her was really Ling Xiao ¡ª but then why did he fake his death for 17 years? And why had he suddenly chosen to resurface again now? Was there some deep mystery to exin this? He had to goplete some top secret mission? And so had no choice but to fake his death? Or perhaps Ling Xiao had not died on the way to that battlefield, but had been rescued and lost his memory? At this moment, Ling Lan was filling in the nks in her mind with her imagination, countless scenarios shing through her head. In particr, imagining the possibility that Ling Xiao had remarried and birthed more children during his amnesia, only to suddenly regain his memory 17 yearster to return home ... a ze of anger red in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. Whatever the case, it was an injustice to her mother Lan Luofeng. Casting aside one¡¯s wife and child for his career, status, and prestige ¡ª this man deserves to be killed! Remarrying and starting a new family due to memory loss, it would be fine if he just stayed away and never returned. Buting back to try and enjoy a life with two separate families ¡ª he would still deserve to be killed! Ling Xiao, who was walking ahead, suddenly felt a chill run through his body. Somehow, he kept sensing some unexinable killing intent around him ... but who here would want to kill him? Ling Xiao shook his head, baffled, and chased away that chill in his heart. Entering the Ling family mansion, Ling Xiao saw the familiar great hall before his eyes. A photo of him and Lan Luofeng still hung on the wall, but of course there was now a new picture beside it. It was a photo of Ling Lan on the day she turned 16 years old. This familiar setting caused Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes to well up with heat, tears almost falling from his eyes. Fortunately, the trials he had gone through in these past few years had made his heart much stronger than it had been 17 years ago; Ling Xiao managed to control this surge of emotion. "Uncle Qin, where¡¯s Luofeng? Is she doing well?" First off, Ling Xiao wanted to know whether the person that mattered most in his heart was doing well. Ling Qin was just about to answer when he thought of something. He turned to look at Ling Lan, waiting for her instruction. Although Ling Xiao was Ling Lan¡¯s father, Lan Luofeng¡¯s husband and their previous family head, the present family head was Ling Lan. He needed to first obtain Ling Lan¡¯s approval before responding. From Ling Lan¡¯s behaviour at the gates, Ling Qin perceptively sensed Ling Lan¡¯s unhappiness with Ling Xiao. There was even some wariness in her demeanour. This made Ling Qin have no choice but to be cautious as well ¡ª as his emotions slowly settled down, Ling Qin too began thinking that the sudden appearance of this General Ling before them was just too coincidental. After all, Ling Xiao had already been officially dead for 17 years ... if this General Ling was really Ling Xiao, then why had he hidden away for these 17 years? Ling Qin¡¯s gut feeling was that there was a deeper story behind all this. Before he could remain level-headed in the face of Ling Xiao¡¯s return to life, it would be better for him not to act presumptuously. He might as well leave the current situation in the hands of his current family head, Young Master Lan. These past 3 years, Ling Lan¡¯s performance at home hadpletely convinced Ling Qin. He believed that Ling Lan was fully capable of handling all this ¡ª so he lowered his head and kept silent, taking one step back to make Ling Lan stand out more. With this move, he was showing Ling Xiao that Ling Lan was the current master of the Ling family. Chapter 196: An Infuriated Ling Xiao! Chapter 196: An Infuriated Ling Xiao! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes glimmered. Both Ling Qin¡¯s demeanour, as well as the manner of the other young man behind him, proved that the barely 16 years old Ling Lan had truly taken charge of the Ling family. He was truly the family head, not just in name. This pleased and surprised Ling Xiao greatly. Some smugness rose faintly in his heart ¡ª as expected of a son of his. Of course, even as Ling Xiao was heartened by this, he could not help the anxiety in his heart. After all, he still had not received the answer he wanted. Thus, he turned his head to look towards Ling Lan, hope in his eyes, wishing for Ling Lan to give him a satisfactory answer. However, as if not seeing Ling Xiao¡¯s beseeching gaze, Ling Lan merely took one step forwards and waved at the sofa, saying politely, "General Ling, please have a seat." A tendril of rage rose in Ling Xiao¡¯s heart, and his presence red involuntarily. This brat was really giving him no face! Did he not know how anxious he was to find out about his wife?! Facing Ling Xiao¡¯s pressing presence, Ling Lan continued to maintain her icy expression, unmoved. It should be known that after facing Instructor Number One¡¯s tremendous force of presence over a long period of time, Ling Lan had already developed some immunity against this sort of pressure. Of course, this was also due to the fact that Ling Xiao¡¯s presence still retained some gentleness, not pressing down much harder than Instructor Number One¡¯s. Seeing the unmoved Ling Lan, Ling Xiao could only sullenly take a seat on the living room sofa. Although he was secretly a little annoyed that Ling Lan did not recognise him, he did not dare to fly off the handle. After all, his 17 years of absence gave him no confidence to yell at Ling Lan that he was his father, so he could only quietly tolerate Ling Lan¡¯s cold treatment of him. Ling Lan called the servants to serve up tea. Ling Xiao took a sip of his tea ¡ª the familiar taste sent a jolt through Ling Xiao¡¯s heart, and he could not help but open his mouth again to say, "Ling Lan,e, let your mother out. There are some things we need to have a good discussion about." Ling Lan said cidly, "General Ling, my father has been dead for 17 years. As his widow, my mother has always lived a simple and secluded life. It is probably inappropriate for her to meet a strange man. If you have any matters to discuss, you can just tell me. I will pass on a message to my mother." Ling Lan had already made up her mind. Before she figured out what had happened, she would not let Lan Luofeng out to see Ling Xiao. If she truly found Ling Xiao to be an irresponsible man, or a present-era Chen Shimei 1 , she would definitely chase the other out straightaway to protect her mother. Even if she was no match for Ling Xiao in terms of both power and strength, with Little Four¡¯s help, she should still be able to use the influence of the virtual world to bring disgrace and ruin down upon Ling Xiao. In the mindspace, Little Four was raising his fists high in response to Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts, his entire appearance screaming the fact that he would attack and withdraw as his bossmands. But in a ce unseen by Ling Lan, he was slumped on the floor, crying, ¡¯Boo hoo hoo, I don¡¯t want Dad to be a Chen Shimei ...¡¯ Ling Lan¡¯s extremely cold response made Ling Xiao choke on a breath. He suddenly found that this son of his was so mature and cool-headed that it was somewhat annoying ... shouldn¡¯t he be overjoyed by his return and be urging Lan Luofeng toe out so their family could reunite? This kind of courteous speech ¡ª he was totally treating him as a stranger! No, a stranger may have received better treatment ... the coldness in that brat¡¯s eyes clearly showed that he was seeing him as a boss-level enemy. Ling Xiao could clearly tell that Ling Lan must have recognised him by now. Back when they first saw each other, he had seen the emotional upheaval in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. However, Ling Lan had swifted pushed down those emotions, and after regaining his calm he had begun to react defensively every step of the way, showing no sign that he would like to acknowledge Ling Xiao as his father. This knowledge made Ling Xiao so frustrated that he could almost puke blood. "Ling Lan, I am your father Ling Xiao!" In the end, Ling Xiao could not hold back, revealing his identity in curt, bitten off words. He had only wanted toe home and be reunited with his family ¡ª to hug his wife by a warm hearth, to bounce his son on his knee ... was that too much to ask? At these words, a trace of contempt appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. "Oh? Then, 17 years ago, what was that notification we received from the military informing the Ling family about Ling Xiao¡¯s demise?" Ling Xiao kneaded his forehead, smiling bitterly as he said, "Back then, I was sted by that maic energy turbulence in the death tunnel to an unknown location. Honestly, I was lucky. Due to the intense collisions of energy, a ck hole was created, allowing me to escape death. However, through the ck hole was an unknown world 2 . I couldn¡¯t find my bearings anywhere on a Federation star chart. To find my way home, I spent a whole 17 years. Only 10 days ago, when the ck hole I had gone through opened again due to the energy turbulence caused by a battle between the Federation and the Twilight Empire, did I manage to find my way back here." Ling Xiao briefly exined why he had ¡¯died¡¯ for 17 years. Back then, everyone had indeed thought that he was dead. Meanwhile, he had been drifting in a foreignnd all this time. Back then, he too did not have the confidence that he would live to return to the Federation. Hearing this, Ling Lan¡¯s hanging hands clenched into fists, her heart rate spiking. Did this mean that Ling Xiao had had no intentions of leaving her mum and herself behind from the start? "Not long after, the military will publicly announce this matter, and you all will know everything. As for my promotion to general, that¡¯s because I was already eligible for promotion to Lieutenant General 17 years ago. But at that time, the Federation wanted to push their advantage to eradicate the Twilight Empire, and so intentionally concealed my rank, letting me lead the 7th Division to attack Twilight before the other nations could react ..." Ling Xiao exined the truth of the matter back then, revealing why he had appeared at the frontlines despite being a god-ss operator. "However, at the time, the marshal had suddenly fallen deeply ill, causing the main authority of military headquarters to fall to those below him. Who knows whether it was because of the resulting power struggle, but the n to attack Twilight was leaked. Or perhaps there were already spies in the highest ranks of the military ... In any case, the Twilight Empire found out that the eradication n would be carried out by me, and so created a series of plots and schemes targeting me ..." "Although the marshal took back military control post-haste after he recovered, it was toote. I had already been led skilfully to the spot they had crafted ..." Regret was clear on Ling Xiao¡¯s face. This sequence of unfortunate events had thus caused him to be separated from his wife and son for 17 years. Ling Qin¡¯s face was filled with true emotion. He looked towards Ling Lan, waiting for her to soften. "A very interesting story ..." Ling Lan sipped her tea and then continued calmly, "I am very interested in your 17 years of life in that unknown world. What kind of world was it?" Who knew if Ling Xiao hadn¡¯t been able to bear the loneliness and had found some pleasurepanion or whatnot to be by his side ... it was better to figure all of this out before deciding whether or not to let her mother Lan Luofenge out. At Ling Lan¡¯s words, Ling Xiao paused for a moment, startled at this avenue of questioning. He smiled wryly and said, "That was a primitive world. It did not have the technological advancements of our Federation. You could even say that there were no starships, no aircrafts, and no mecha. When I firstnded there, those people thought I was a god ..." "A god, is it?" Ling Lan abruptly lifted her head up to look straight at Ling Xiao, her gaze cold and piercing. "I would like to ask you ¡ª in these 17 years, did you find a new woman there?" Ling Xiao flew into a rage at these words, barking, "How could that be?! I already have your mother." "You¡¯ve said before, back then you too did not know whether you would be able toe back. Did you never consider building a new family there or something?" asked Ling Lan with a quirk of her brow. It was clear to see that Ling Lan did not believe Ling Xiao¡¯s denial. "Other than your mother, I do not want any other woman." Ling Xiao abruptly stood up, his gentle airpletely gone. In his rage, Ling Xiao could not restrain himself from releasing the dominant air hidden within his bones, "I, Ling Xiao, am definitely not that type of unfaithful, two-timing person." Ling Lan¡¯s suspicious questions had undoubtedly caused Ling Xiao to feel deeply affronted. In these past 17 years, there had indeed been women who had flirted and confessed to him, but his heart had always been true to Lan Luofeng and that child in her belly. Thus, he had resolutely turned away all temptation, putting all his mind and effort on getting back. In these 17 years, he had been hard at work in every waking moment, even making many concessions in his quest to return. Although Ling Xiao was extremely angry, he still remembered that this was the Ling family. He did not unleash all of his force of presence, only focusing it on Ling Lan. He felt that this obnoxious brat really needed a good lesson, actually daring to question his integrity and feelings. It was outrageous! Ling Lan gave a muffled grunt, the vital energies in her chest roiling, almost forcing out a mouthful of blood. She knew that this was the pressure from Ling Xiao¡¯s focused rage, an oue she had prompted, but she did not regret it at all. Knowing for sure that Ling Xiao had not betrayed Lan Luofeng, she could then hand over Lan Luofeng to Ling Xiao without worry. "Ling Xiao, how impressive of you! Bullying us, mother and child, the moment you return?" A crisp voice rang out from above, tone filled with subtle anger. A bolt of joy ran through Ling Xiao¡¯s heart at this familiar voice; his rampaging spiritual pressure was instantly retracted. "Luofeng!" Ling Xiao walked forwards emotionally, reaching out to try and wrap his arms around Lan Luofeng who wasing down the stairs. Lan Luofeng fiercely pushed aside Ling Xiao¡¯s arms,pletely ignoring him to run to Ling Lan¡¯s side. Face filled with worry and distress, she asked, "Ling Lan, how are you? Are you hurt?" Ling Lan circted her Qi through her body once along the pathways of the Qi exercises, and her initially heavy and tight chest felt much better. Ling Xiao had only wanted to give Ling Lan a small lesson and had not been trying to hurt her ¡ª Ling Xiao still remembered that Ling Lan¡¯s body was currently injured, so he dared not use too much force. Seeing Lan Luofeng¡¯s teary and frantic manner, Ling Lan quickly reassured her, saying, "Mummy, I¡¯m fine!" Seeing that her precious daughter was fine, Lan Luofeng could then turn to addressing the culprit who had almost hurt her daughter. She instantly morphed into a maternal beast protecting her offspring, charging over fiercely to Ling Xiao¡¯s front, and pressed a forceful finger onto Ling Xiao¡¯s chest, scolding, "Ling Xiao, you bastard, you dare to bully my child? Do you really think I, Lan Luofeng, am so easy to bully?" That said, she rolled up her sleeves, and threw her fists at Ling Xiao in rage, as if beating at a drum. In response, Ling Xiao could only run for his life, dodging as he apologised and pleaded for mercy. Right then, he did not look any bit like the god-ss operator and general he was. Ling Lan¡¯s face twitched uncontrobly. She lifted her head to look up at the great chandelier hanging above them, wondering if she could disappear from here now to show that she really did not know this couple before her ... Inside Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace, Little Four was gaping in shock and bewilderment. That man fleeing so gracelessly, repeatedly begging for mercy all the way ... was he still that gentle and dashing, unbelievably handsome daddy of his? Also, was that ferocious female warrior chasing and beating him in a frenzy still that so-gentle-she-seemed-to-be-made-of-water mummy of his memory? He felt as if his whole world had been turned upside down. Chapter 197: A Determined Destiny! Chapter 197: A Determined Destiny! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Finally, at a moment when Ling Xiao could guarantee that he would not hurt Lan Luofeng by ident, he pulled her into his embrace, holding her close as he apologised over and over again, "Luofeng, it¡¯s my fault. I shouldn¡¯t have lost my temper ..." In Ling Xiao¡¯s arms, Lan Luofeng struggled for a bit, but finding that she really could not move, her expression crumbled and she broke out into sobs, "You bastard. You already left for 17 years ... if you don¡¯te back, that¡¯s that, but why do you bully us, mother and child, right aftering back? Who gave you the right?" Ling Xiao rushed to apologise again, "I¡¯m sorry! It¡¯s my fault! It¡¯s all my fault!" "Of course it¡¯s your fault!" As a wife, Lan Luofeng was still somewhat reasonable, but as a mother, bullying her kid was definitely unconscionable. At this moment, how would Ling Xiao dare to say anything to defend himself? He could only continue to agree, "Yes, yes, yes, it¡¯s definitely my fault!" Ling Lan finally understood what was meant by ¡¯even heroes need to back off sometimes¡¯ 1 ! Against her ferocious mum, her dad could only back off. However, Ling Lan could clearly tell from the light shining from Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes that this was a willing concession on his part. This also proved that all those things Ling Xiao had said in his fury previously were all true. Seeing this, Ling Lan let out arge sigh of relief inside her heart. Being able to see her parents of this world being lovey-dovey ¡ª happiness welled up in her heart. However, when she saw that the two before her still showed no sign of separating, she couldn¡¯t help but sweatdrop. Hells, they should really mind their shining image, right? There were still outsiders around, you know! So, Ling Lan coughed heavily and reminded them, "Perhaps, we should sit down and discuss things properly?" Lan Luofeng was jolted to awareness, and she quickly pushed Ling Xiao away with a face filled with embarrassment. She quickly walked over to Ling Lan and holding Ling Lan¡¯s hand, she turned with a proud look to say to Ling Xiao, "Ling Xiao, this is our child, Ling Lan. The best child ever 2 !" Ling Xiao smiled and nodded, "Yes, I know. Ling Lan, my child, is indeed very good!" Although Ling Lan was sufficiently exceptional, Ling Xiao felt that he should not praise his son too much. He needed to push him down a little, and not pamper him like he would a daughter. Honestly, he had really wished for a daughter who resembles Lan Luofeng ... but it¡¯s alright, they would just have to continue working on it in future. Lan Luofeng shook Ling Lan¡¯s hand in hers as she smiled blissfully, "Ling Lan, he is your daddy Ling Xiao, isn¡¯t he great?" Her face was filled with anticipation, looking forward to Ling Lan¡¯s acknowledgement of Ling Xiao, and for her to call him ¡¯daddy¡¯. Ling Lan nodded and said calmly, "Mm, Mum, your judgment is pretty good." But she just could not call him ¡¯daddy¡¯ just yet. Perhaps Ling Lan had given all her emotions towards Ling Xiao to the spiritual entity within Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy space, so now when she was facing the real Ling Xiao, Ling Lan actually felt somewhat distant from him, making her unable to call him ¡¯daddy¡¯ right away. Ling Xiao seemed to understand Ling Lan¡¯s hesitance. He did not push the matter, skipping past it with a smile. Lan Luofeng could only sigh. 17 years of absence made it impossible for Ling Xiao and Ling Lan to abruptly have an affectionate father-child rtionship. Ling Lan saw that Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng seemed to have much to say to one another; knowing that this was not a good time for them light bulbs 3 to hang around, she indicated for Ling Qin and the others to leave. This included the secret service officer, that major who had entered the Ling family mansion along with Ling Xiao. Of course, when that major left, his expression was somewhat twisted. It was clear to see that Ling Xiao¡¯s current demeanour hadpletely overturned the valiant and dashing image of General Ling Xiao that all soldiers had in their hearts. By the time Ling Lan and the others saw Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng again, it was already the morning of the second day. As for what they had been doing all this time, Lan Luofeng¡¯s bashful manner and sultry eyes were pretty ring clues. At this moment, Ling Lan was seated at the dining table, ying host to the only guest free to attend breakfast ¡ª that secret service officer assigned to Ling Xiao. They were eating a simple breakfast together. Seeing her parents appear in that state, Ling Lan¡¯s facial muscles twitched involuntarily. Did these two people not know how to be a little more reserved? Ling Lan suddenly recalled that her mum was a lustful woman nearing 40 years of age 4 , and could not help but cast a pitying nce at Ling Xiao. She hoped that he had not been squeezed dry by this mother of hers who was, at present, just like a hungry tiger or wolf. Perhaps Ling Lan¡¯s gaze had been too obvious, for Ling Xiao¡¯s handsome face actually blushed when he met her eyes. Ling Lan was very surprised by this ¡ª who knew her dad who was over 40 would have such thin skin ...? "What are you looking at?" As she sat down, Lan Luofeng rapped Ling Lan lightly on the head in embarrassment, secretly annoyed at how strange Ling Lan¡¯s gaze was. "Nothing!" said Ling Lan with a straight face. Her cold and stern face looked as unmoved as ever, making Lan Luofeng almost doubt whether she had misjudged Ling Lan¡¯s expression due to her own guilty conscience. Ling Xiao, however, was a god-ss operator after all; his senses were extremely perceptive, so Ling Lan¡¯s little tricks naturally could not fool him. He coughed awkwardly and then changed the topic to say, "Right, Ling Lan, I forgot to tell you some great news!" Ling Lan raised a brow, unsure what great news Ling Xiao could be referring to. "You will be guaranteed admission into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy! The school¡¯s eptance letter should be here in a few days." Ling Xiao¡¯s following words made Ling Lan spit out the milk in her mouth she had yet to swallow. Meanwhile, Lan Luofeng¡¯s chopsticks fell from her hand to drop onto the tes on the table, causing a ringing tter to echo in the room. "What did you say?" said Ling Lan in fright as she coughed. Smiling proudly, Ling Xiao said, "I said, you can go study at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy now." His expression that was all but screaming ¡¯quick, thank me!¡¯ almost made Ling Lan feel like kicking him in the face. "Don¡¯t you know that my body¡¯s injuries still haven¡¯t fully recovered? Even if I go, I won¡¯t be able to get past the first year of extra tough physical conditioning." Ling Lan¡¯sposure had finally cracked; she could not hold back her exasperation as she replied. Ling Xiao¡¯s expression was solemn as he replied, "Of course I know. But, Ling Lan, don¡¯t worry, I have arranged everything. For the first year, you will receive special treatment and be exempt from exams. I will make sure to let your body recover fully before letting you go through physical conditioning. I will not let your body retain anytent problems." Ling Xiao¡¯s words were said with steel-like conviction. He had already considered everything that needed to be considered, the only thing that he had not considered was the problematic off-chance that his son was actually a daughter ... Looking at the self-satisfied Ling Xiao who seemed to have thought of everything, Ling Lan looked speechlessly at Lan Luofeng. Her eyes were questioning: Mum, did you not tell Dad about my true gender ...? Lan Luofeng shot back with her gaze: Can¡¯t you see I just hadn¡¯t found the time yet? Ling Lan puffed up her cheeks, filled with contempt for her mum. She dare say that the two of them had been too busy canoodling, and so her mum hadpletely forgotten that there was still this major issue tomunicate. Lan Luofeng nced at the secret service officer, He Xuyang, who was stealing careful nces at them from one corner of the dining table. Ling Xiao had introduced him previously as the officer who had been assigned to him by headquarters after he became a general. Whether he was loyal to Ling Xiao remained to be seen in theing days. As such, such a major issue as Ling Lan¡¯s gender was not appropriate to be shared with Ling Xiao here. Yet, this matter was of the utmost urgency and could not be concealed any longer. Mind you, once Ling Lan entered the Men¡¯s Academy, she would have to undergo a full body check-up. At that time, Ling Lan¡¯s female gender would not be able to remain hidden ¡ª this was also the main reason why Lan Luofeng had not wanted Ling Lan to enter a boys¡¯ military school. Frantic, Lan Luofeng abruptly stood up, and pulled Ling Xiao, who had just been about to eat breakfast, up with her as well. "Ling Xiao, I feel there is something I still need to share with you," said Lan Luofeng. Ling Xiao¡¯s face was filled with bafflement, but he stillplied with Lan Luofeng¡¯s arrangement. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and left the dining hall with Lan Luofeng, returning to the bedroom where they had spent a sensuous night. Of course, as they left, Ling Xiao happened to see the astonished expression of the major, who seemed somewhat shocked at his amazing stamina ... this made Ling Xiao¡¯s face burn with mortification ¡ª Lan Luofeng¡¯s words had truly left too much room for interpretation. The moment Lan Luofeng arrived at the bedroom, she shut the door and pounced forward to cling to Ling Xiao and said, "Ling Xiao, Ling Lan definitely cannot be allowed to go to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy." Ling Xiao was taken aback. "Why?" He had already arranged everything ¡ª why was Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan so against this? Ling Lan¡¯s expression at the dining table had been too obvious; he naturally picked up on his son¡¯s true feelings on the matter. Through clenched teeth, Lan Luofeng hissed softly, "That¡¯s because Ling Lan is a girl. She¡¯s a daughter, not a son!" Ling Xiao was instantly stupefied. Face filled with disbelief, he stuttered, "Wh-what d-did you say?" "I said that our Ling Lan is a daughter not a son," Lan Luofeng repeated. "Daughter?!" Before Ling Xiao could yell out in shock, Lan Luofeng had covered his mouth and forced those words back into his throat. "It¡¯s fine if you know. What are you yelling for?" Lan Luofeng red at Ling Xiao with censure. Ling Xiao could not help but rub his forehead, "How did you even think of getting Ling Lan to pretend to be a son?" Lan Luofeng said angrily, "Isn¡¯t this all because of your sudden death? In order to inherit your premium military benefits, I had no choice. Otherwise who knows if the two of us, mother and child, would have been yed and eaten alive by those greedy Ling elite family members?" Ling Xiao was instantly enlightened. Back then, everyone must have been eyeing the right to inherit what he had left behind. Even if Lan Luofeng had been willing to surrender Ling Lan¡¯s inheritance rights, to make sure there were no loose ends, the Ling family n would definitely have secretly gotten rid of Ling Lan even if they left Lan Luofeng alone. Only if Ling Lan obtained the right to inherit would she also receive care and protection from the military, thus earning the safety and security to continue living. This was one of the reasons why Lan Luofeng had chosen as she had. At the heart of it, it was still his, Ling Xiao¡¯s, fault! Ling Xiao hugged Lan Luofeng close lovingly, and couldn¡¯t help but sigh in gratitude, "Luofeng, thank you, for protecting our daughter." Lan Luofeng pounded Ling Xiao¡¯s chest once in response, and said worriedly, "What do we do now?" Ling Xiao¡¯s mind whirled. Because the n to guarantee Ling Lan¡¯s admission into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy had been obtained after so much effort on his part, if he suddenly said that his son wasn¡¯t going anymore, all those involved in arranging this, including the marshal, would definitely be suspicious. This was because he had truly nned everything too perfectly, almost excluding all possible reasons not to go. If Ling Lan did not go, they might start paying even more attention to her instead ... If Ling Lan had previously shown herself to be a degenerate good-for-nothing, they might still be able to argue that Ling Lan was unwilling to work hard and suffer through training. But unfortunately, Ling Lan had performed exceptionally well at the scout academy, and was a truly buildable prodigy in everyone¡¯s eyes ... This would just lead everyone to specte in other directions, perhaps even cing Ling Lan under closer military surveince ¡ª this was definitely nothing good for Ling Lan. On the other hand, entering the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, the main issue would be how to conceal her real gender from others ... Ling Lan¡¯s stony visage floated to the forefront of Ling Xiao¡¯s mind ¡ª there was nothing at all feminine about her. Honestly speaking, if he were to stand side-by-side with Ling Lan, and let others guess who was the girl between the two of them, the probability of others mistaking him over Ling Lan for a girl would be much higher. It was safe to say that Ling Lan had already achieved a miraculous realm with her impersonation of a man. At this thought, Ling Xiao couldn¡¯t help but admire Lan Luofeng at her sess in training their daughter to impersonate a man. No one had discovered the charade these past 16 years, including the marshal and himself ¡ª everyone had truly believed that Ling Lan was a boy. Ling Xiao¡¯s brain began to swiftly shift through which events in the military academy would threaten to expose Ling Lan¡¯s gender, and then find a method to resolve it. In the end, he found that if he manipted things well enough, Ling Lan could safely evade all the threats and remain undiscovered. As long as Ling Lan could graduate sessfully from the military academy, Ling Xiao believed that with his resourcefulness, he could definitely construct an alternate identity for Ling Lan, allowing Ling Lan to live freely within his 23rd Division with two separate identities ... Overall, it would be much better than thrusting Ling Lan into the military¡¯s sights right this moment! Ling Xiao decided instantly that he would still let Ling Lan study at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Although Ling Xiao had decided, at the thought that he would be sending his precious daughter into a den of hungry wolves and tigers 5 , his chest felt tight and he could almost vomit blood. He could not help but clench his hands into tight fists, and growl mentally: If any presumptuous snot-nosed brat dared toy a finger on his precious daughter, he would definitely tear the other to pieces, crush his bones, and scatter his ashes! Chapter 198: Cruel Punishment Chapter 198: Cruel Punishment Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Xiao¡¯s nning was quite perfect, but it did not receive Lan Luofeng¡¯s approval. In fact, when Lan Luofeng heard that Ling Xiao had decided to let Ling Lan study in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy anyway, she went berserk. Lan Luofeng did not want her daughter to continue impersonating a man. Ling Lan was already 16 years old ¡ª this was the best time for a young girl to develop, but because she had to impersonate a man, to avoid being discovered, Ling Lan had always been injected with hormone suppressors, restricting the oestrogen levels in her body to prevent the development of her gender. The military had always insisted that hormone suppressors were harmless to the human body, and that once one stopped using them, one¡¯s body would quickly recover its equilibrium and return to normal. Of course, the military had not invented this hormone suppressor for contraceptive purposes, nor was it meant for turning women into men ¡ª rather, it was meant to ensure the survival ability of female soldiers on the battlefield. Mind you, there would always be several days every month when a woman would be inconvenienced and feel ufortable, their spiritual energy and physical strength dropping below their usual standards. It was still fine during regr times, but in the event of a battle, these reasons would cause a female soldier¡¯sbat capability to drop, risking her life. Thus, any female soldier who was about to enter a battlefield would be injected with a shot of hormone suppressor beforehand, ensuring that they were not bothered by feminine issues for half a year. Of course, agents such as this hormone suppressor were categorised as semi-restricted medicinal agents, unavable to the general popce. However, the Ling family had had two generations within the upper ranks of the military, after all. Even though Ling Xiao had died, the connections he left behind had still been enough to gain these not highly sought agents for the Ling family quite easily. Ever since Ling Lan turned 10, she had begun injecting herself with these hormone suppressors, and this had continued for 6 years. Lan Luofeng had always been concerned that Ling Lan would suffer somestingplications due to the long-term use of these hormone suppressors. After all, female soldiers would not be injected with hormone suppressors over a long period of time like Ling Lan ¡ª they would only take a shot right before battle during critical periods, and once the battle ended, they would stop using the suppressors immediately. This time, Ling Xiao¡¯s sudden revival had given Lan Luofeng a great joyful surprise while also letting her put down the great rock she had pressing on her heart all this while. Lan Luofeng thought that as long as Ling Xiao was back, Ling Lan¡¯s impersonation as a man would naturally be resolved. This was why when Lan Luofeng had first heard that Ling Xiao had bumblingly sent their daughter into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy before knowing the truth, though she had been stunned, she had not been worried or angry. After all, Ling Xiao just hadn¡¯t known that Ling Lan was a girl at the time. Therefore, Lan Luofeng had rationally pulled Ling Xiao back to their bedroom to discreetly tell Ling Xiao this secret. Lan Luofeng had initially hoped that Ling Xiao would then think of a way to refuse Ling Lan¡¯s eptance into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, but unexpectedly, the answer she received in the end was still to let her precious daughter continue living as a man for another 6 years. Not just that, she would have to do so living under the same roof as a group of other men ... this made Lan Luofeng blow her top. "No way! I will not allow my daughter to enter the all-male First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Ling Lan is a girl!" Lan Luofeng was currently extremely thankful that every bedroom in the Ling family mansion had been installed with soundproofing ¡ª even if the two of them were screaming at one another, no one outside would be able to hear. "I know. I promise I will arrange everything properly. No one will discover Ling Lan¡¯s true gender." Ling Xiao tried to reassure the hysterical Lan Luofeng, trying to calm her down. But these words of his just made Lan Luofeng even madder. She pointed an angry finger at Ling Xiao¡¯s nose, "Ling Xiao, what is the basis of your promise? 17 years ago, you promised that you would return, but you broke your promise, ending up ¡¯dead¡¯ for a whole 17 years, leaving me and Ling Lan to suffer and be bullied, even ending up in this kind of difficult situation. Now, you¡¯re talking to me again of promises? Will you only be content after Ling Lan¡¯s life and reputation are utterly ruined?" At this moment, Lan Luofeng waspletely unwilling to believe anything Ling Xiao had to say. As a mother, her concerns and fears were much greater than Ling Xiao¡¯s ¡ª she knew well that if Ling Lan¡¯s true gender ever got out while she was in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, Ling Lan¡¯s life would truly be over. No one would be willing to believe in her chastity and innocence, especially since she had been living together with so many men in one ce. Even if Ling Lan did not mind, and Ling Xiao did not mind, as a mother, Lan Luofeng could not ept her own daughter being side-eyed and treated with scorn by others. This would drive her mad! "I had already had everything nned out, letting Ling Lan distance herself from Doha, distance herself from the sights of the upper ranks of the military so that she could slowly fade out and recover her true gender to live freely ... but all this was ruined by you! Why did you not return earlier orter, choosing precisely this time toe back?" So speaking, Lan Luofeng¡¯s eyes were glittering with resentment. She hated that Ling Xiao had returned at such a coincidental time, returning at this critical period when Ling Lan was about to decide her future path ... and then presumptuously changing the path they had already arranged, causing Ling Lan to once again fall into such a dangerous plight. "I¡¯m sorry, Luofeng, I was too impatient. When I saw that Ling Lan had missed the opportunity to enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy due to her injuries, I lost control. I just didn¡¯t want my child to be disappointed ¡ª she was so exceptional at the scout academy; she must have wanted to enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy ... I just assumed." Ling Xiao hugged Lan Luofeng close as he apologised repeatedly, "What¡¯s done is done. I can only do my best to make up for this mistake. Refusing is not impossible, but the risk Ling Lan will face in doing so will not be any less than if she were to enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy!" When Lan Luofeng heard there would be risks involved either way, she calmed down and waited. Ling Xiao immediately took the chance to exin to her the reasoning behind his decision. Ling Xiao belonged to the marshal¡¯s camp. There were many in the military who did not submit to the marshal ¡ª among the nine great generals, four belonged to other factions, while two maintained their neutrality. If these factions had not been at each other¡¯s throats fighting for power constantly, not at all cooperative with one another, the marshal would not have been secure in his First Marshal¡¯s seat for over 10 years. But even so, at any sign of trouble, the opponent would look for an excuse to attack the marshal, so the marshal could not guarantee that his position would continue to remain secure. Ling Xiao had no choice but consider this as well. It should be known that the marshal had invested a lot in gaining special admission into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy for Ling Lan. If Ling Lan refused this admission in the end, the opponent factions would certainly not let this opportunity go by. They would set their targets on Ling Lan and monitor her from the shadows to find out the true reason for her refusal ... Even if they found nothing, they were also likely to manufacture something that would cause the marshal, who had approved and fought for her admission, to lose face ... This would definitely cause the marshal¡¯s camp to descend into a passive and disadvantaged position. As part of the marshal¡¯s camp, Ling Xiao naturally did not want to see this happen, but most importantly, he was afraid that with his lone pair of fists, he would not be able to keep Ling Lan safe from danger. Even if Lan Luofeng heard nothing else, she got the point that Ling Lan would be in danger if this resulted in long-term surveince. Lan Luofeng was an intelligent woman ¡ª she quickly figured out which option would be more beneficial to Ling Lan. Ling Xiao¡¯s decision was not wrong. Still, although she understood, the rage in her chest was still simmering. It was this Ling Xiao before her with his presumptuousness that had forced her precious daughter to have no choice but to dy regaining her true identity by 6 years ... no matter how she looked at Ling Xiao right now, she just felt irritated! "Ling Xiao, do you still remember those promises you made when you proposed?" After calming down, Lan Luofeng was rather scary. Cold sweat welled up on Ling Xiao¡¯s forehead, but he did not dare not to answer, "I remember." "Back then, what was the 4th promise you made to me?" asked Lan Luofeng icily. Right then, she seemed to have the air of a soldier about her. "After marriage, I will make sure my wife is forever happy and well. I will never make my wife angry. If I break this promise, punishment is up to my wife." Ling Xiao¡¯s memory was excellent; he could immediately recite his 4th promise. "Ling Xiao, right now I am very unhappy, very unwell. I am very, very angry. What do you think I should do?" bit out Lan Luofeng, word by word. "I know, Luofeng. Tell me then, I will take any punishment." Ling Xiao grimaced. He had no excuse ¡ª it was true that he had not upheld the promise he had made back then. Not only did he leave for the battlefield when they had just been newly wed, causing Lan Luofeng much distress, he had even gone missing for 17 years after that, leaving Lan Luofeng to hold up this family all on her own. And now, when he returned, he had immediately created another mess, causing Lan Luofeng to boil over in rage ... he indeed deserved punishment. "I have decided. Before Ling Lan regains her female identity, I will not allow you to step one foot into my room ..." With that said, Lan Luofeng turned away without a backwards nce at Ling Xiao, opening the bedroom door and walking out. Ling Xiao was left gaping nkly, before he came to himself and ran after her, shouting, "Luofeng, don¡¯t treat me this way, let¡¯s discuss things properly ..." He gave chase, pleading with Lan Luofeng to take back those terrible words. Lan Luofeng¡¯s punishment was just too cruel ¡ª wasn¡¯t this forcing him to be a monk for 6 years? Although he had already abstained and been one for 17 years, at that time he was being a vegetarian without meat in sight 1 , so of course he could bear it. But things were different now. His favourite dish was tempting him every day in front of his eyes, but he was not allowed to eat it? This was definitely a type of getion and abuse from the soul ... Ling Lan saw Lan Luofeng charging back huffily, ignoring Ling Xiao chasing behind her, and just knew that the situation was probably not good. Meanwhile, the moment Ling Xiao arrived at the dining hall, his initially frantic emotions silently faded away, to be reced with a calm gentleness. However, Ling Lan could still clearly sense that trace of awkwardness remaining in his heart ... looks like, against Lan Luofeng in a towering rage, Ling Xiao was equally as helpless. Lan Luofeng¡¯s displeasure was really too obvious. He Xuyang did not dare to linger; he swiftly finished off his breakfast and then found a random excuse to leave the dining hall. Ling Lan¡¯s gaze signalled for Ling Qin to follow him and send him off, but it was actually to ensure there was no one else in the surroundings because what¡¯s next would be a discussion for their family alone. It was really very important that no one else learned anything of it. Even though Ling Xiao was calmly eating his breakfast, he was still observing the expressions of everyone in the dining hall. Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s caution in handling things, a surge of pride rose in his heart: Look, this is my daughter! Compared to a son, Ling Xiao was even worse at resisting a daughter ... "Is the decision for me to enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy set in stone?" After receiving Ling Qin¡¯s confirmation that the coast was clear, Ling Lan stared at Ling Xiao steadily as she asked. "Well, no, but the risk of refusing is too great, both for you and for me." Ling Xiao did not prevaricate. He then detailed all the possible consequences of refusing to Ling Lan, and concluded, "The final decision is still up to you. If you really don¡¯t want to go, I, Ling Xiao, can still take the fallout. However, the danger to you will be a little greater." Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji Last chapter was a whopper of a chapter, hence the high spirit stone cost. To rify things, the price of chapters is set by and is determined by word count, 1 spirit stone for approximately 200 words. Footnotes and trantor thoughts are EXCLUDED from this word count. This I can say for certain because I actually experimented to see what would affect word count. (Would have had to be really careful with footnotes if they counted. :p) So, please continue to enjoy the footnotes and my trantor thoughts without worry. :3 :::::::::::::::::::::::::: On a side note, it seems that is refunding a bunch of spirit stones that expired from an error a while back. You know, the time when a very significant amount disappeared? I just received mine back yesterday though others have received theirs back quite a while earlier. You need to reim these spirit stones manually, so please make sure to check your notifications area (which is a tab in your inbox, I think?) to im them before they expire. If thepensation hasn¡¯t shown up for you, maybe wait for another week or so then make a @ report on the forum. (This has been your public service announcement. xP) Chapter 199: Fellow Disciples? Chapter 199: Fellow Disciples? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At this moment, Lan Luofeng could not hold back from saying, "Ling Lan, don¡¯t worry too much. Your father can handle things." Although Lan Luofeng was extremely annoyed with Ling Xiao, her trust in Ling Xiao was still unshaken. Ling Lan thought for a moment, and then asked, "Can you make sure my gender won¡¯t be discovered?" Since Ling Xiao had decided to send her into the military academy, he must have a sure n. "Yes, I will arrange everything." Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes were filled with confidence; he would never take any chances with his daughter¡¯s life. "Then I¡¯ll go," Ling Lan decided. Honestly, the greatest reason why she had not wanted to go study at the military academy was that she feared her true gender being discovered; there were just too many events involving body check-ups over the first year. She had the confidence to hide once or twice, but with such arge number of asions, she was uncertain she could keep the charade going. Since Ling Xiao could help her eliminate this problem, Ling Lan naturally had nothing else to worry about. Besides, Ling Lan really wanted to see Qi Long, Han Jijyun, Luo Lang, and the others again. When they found out that she would be studying with them at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, their expressions would probably be supremely interesting. A faint smile bloomed on the corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips. Honestly speaking, she had really been reluctant to part with them. She had spent so many years with the group after all ... the ties and emotions among them had already burrowed into their respective bones ¡ª they were not something she could so easily cut away. Ling Lan¡¯s decision brought a temporary end to the fight between Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng. The family of three could finally put their attention on their breakfast. However, as the first meal together as a reunited family, the atmosphere was a little strange. It should have been heart-warming, but due to the remnant outrage in Lan Luofeng¡¯s heart, along with Ling Lan¡¯s subtle difort towards Ling Xiao, the overall atmosphere was rather awkward. Although Ling Xiao tried his best to please Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan, thetter two were in no mood to amodate him. This caused Ling Xiao to suffer through a rather awkward breakfast, dejection colouring his brow subconsciously. Seeing this familiar expression, Ling Lan¡¯s hand, which was holding her chopsticks, trembled. Right then, Ling Xiao¡¯s expression was almost exactly like the expression of the Ling Xiao in the legacy space when she had refused to call him ¡¯daddy¡¯. This made Ling Lan¡¯s heart pound, that initial sense of unfamiliarity with this Ling Xiao abruptly melting away. At this moment, she finally felt that the gentle Ling Xiao before her now who loved to smile, was truly the same Ling Xiao that she had willingly called ¡¯daddy¡¯ previously ... the current Ling Xiao just did not know this yet. Ling Lan opened her mouth, but still did not manage to utter ¡¯daddy¡¯. The spiritual entity Ling Xiao was the Ling Xiao of 17 years ago, while the Ling Xiao now was the Ling Xiao of 17 yearster 1 . Whether in terms of appearance or physical aura, the two were somewhat different. This brief period of time spent together was not enough for Ling Lan to get over these differences. Besides, Ling Lan had always been a girl who did not open her heart readily to others. "In that unknown world, were there also many strange and wonderful things?" Even though she wasn¡¯t able to call Ling Xiao ¡¯daddy¡¯ just yet, Ling Lan still could not bear to see Ling Xiao being so awkward. So, she decided to help him out by initiating a conversation. Ling Lan¡¯s question caused Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes to light up. His initially somewhat dejected expression instantly be energetic and lively, and he said excitedly, "Yes! Although the technology there was outdated, they had very rich mineral resources. Many of the materials there are those which the Federationcks. But, please don¡¯t spread this information, I did not tell anyone else about this ..." Seeing Ling Xiao animatedly telling Ling Lan all about the unknown world he had been at, a smile gradually emerged on Lan Luofeng¡¯s face. Ling Xiao and Ling Lan were the two people she loved the most; of course she wanted the two of them to get along. At this moment, Lan Luofeng hadpletely forgotten to hold onto her grudge against Ling Xiao. Right then, Ling Lan was actually somewhat regretting her choice of topic. She had not pegged Ling Xiao as a chatterbox, but once he started speaking he could not be stopped ... this made a green vein pop out on her forehead, and she almost flipped the dining table to signal an end to the topic. Ling Lan did not know that, if it wasn¡¯t for her question, Ling Xiao would not have been so excited about the topic and spilled everything about the unknown world in a rush to her. Clearly, Ling Lan¡¯s curious tone had thrilled Ling Xiao beyond reason, causing him to lose hisposure. He just wanted to make his daughter happy ¡ª¡ª any Twenty-four Filial Exemrs dad would involuntarily be foolish, long-winded, and unprincipled in front of his daughter. As if taking pity on Ling Lan¡¯s poor ears, the heavens sent someone to rescue her. A cold harrumph rang out in the dining hall, "If you¡¯ve returned, why have you not scrambled over to see me?" Ling Xiao was in the middle of his excited narration when he was shocked by this sudden voice. He leapt up quickly and choked out, "Master! Why are you here?" "Darn brat, can¡¯t I be here?" Although Mu Shui-qing was scolding Ling Xiao, his tone was emotional. It was clear to see how much Ling Xiao¡¯s return had impacted the old man. If not because he wanted to give Ling Xiao some personal time with his family, Mu Shui-qing would definitely havee seek Ling Xiao out as soon as he heard the news. Only then did Ling Xiao remember that it was Mu Shui-qing¡¯s appearance 3 years ago which had saved Ling Lan¡¯s life. His master must have been worried that Ling Lan would suffer another assassination attempt, and so had remained at the Ling family mansion to protect her. Ling Xiao was instantly ovee with remorse. Because of him, his wandering master had no choice but to stop his travels to stay at the Ling family mansion to protect Ling Lan. In the end, it was still his failing ... "Ling Lan, bring Ling Xiao over to see me." Mu Shui-qing did not bother himself with Ling Xiao¡¯s thoughts. He gave an order directly to Ling Lan, and then went utterly silent. "Yes, Master!" replied Ling Lan calmly. Her voice was not very loud ¡ª you could perhaps even call it very soft ¡ª so Ling Xiao, lost in his guilty feelings, did not notice what she said. Ling Lan¡¯s cold face could not help but twitch as she nced at the pensive Ling Xiao. She had forgotten that she had another identity ¡ª as a disciple of Mu Shui-qing as well, Ling Xiao would be her senior brother ... They were father and daughter, but also fellow disciples of the same sect ... the seniority and rtionship hierarchy between them was really such a mess! Conflicted, Ling Lan put down her bowl and chopsticks. Standing up, she waved goodbye to Lan Luofeng, and then departed swiftly from the dining hall. Alright, right now, she too was utterly confounded by theplicated tangle of her rtionship with her father. Ling Lan¡¯s greeting startled Ling Xiao out of his reverie, and without her having to call him, Ling Xiao too said goodbye to Lan Luofeng and followed Ling Lan out of the house to arrive at a back courtyard ¡ª¡ª the site of Mu Shui-qing¡¯s seclusion. The moment they entered the yard, they saw Mu Shui-qing sitting up straight on a wooden chair in the garden. Ling Xiao saw that Mu Shui-qing¡¯s hair was all white now. Though he continued to smile, his eyes abruptly turned red as he cried out softly, "Master!" Mu Shui-qing peered intently at Ling Xiao, cataloguing the condition of his body, before nodding in satisfaction. "Not bad, no signs of anytent problems." Apparently, Mu Shui-qing¡¯s first priority was to scan Ling Xiao¡¯s body for any problems. After all, back then, Ling Xiao had been sted by a tremendous force to an unknown world ¡ª though he managed to survive, he must have received some heavy damage back then. Mu Shui-qing had been extremely afraid that Ling Xiao had paid the price of depleting his vital energies to earn the chance of survival. But now, from the looks of it, the situation was not as horrible as he had imagined. This reassured him greatly. "Thank you, Master!" said Ling Xiao gratefully. He naturally knew what Mu Shui-qing had done. "Other than to check you over properly, there is one more thing I want you to do," said Mu Shui-qing. "Please instruct me, Master," said Ling Xiao respectfully, slightly toning down his smile. "Help your master assess Lan-er 2 ," said Mu Shui-qing, pointing to Ling Lan, who was standing behind Ling Xiao. "Ah? Master ..." Ling Xiao¡¯s small smile froze. He would never have expected that this was what Mu Shui-qing had wanted him to do. Ling Lan was only 16 years old ¡ª could she withstand the force of presence of a god-ss operator? "I forgot to tell you. Three years ago, I¡¯ve already taken on Ling Lan as my true disciple. In fact, she is already your junior sister." After spending three years together, Mu Shui-qing naturally knew Ling Lan¡¯s true gender by now. That said, Mu Shui-qing began tough heartily. Ling Lan could just feel the trace of mischief running through Mu Shui-qing¡¯sughter ¡ª he really gave off the impression of an old prankster right then. Hearing this, Ling Xiao¡¯s expression changed drastically. He almost spewed blood, and could no longer hold onto that unchanging smile on his face. Flustered, he said, "Master, Ling Lan is my daughter!" Couldn¡¯t you have taken on Ling Lan as my disciple on my behalf instead?! Mu Shui-qing red at him. "Before me, the only thing that matters is the rtionship within the sect. At other times, it¡¯s up to you what you want to call each other." Mu Shui-qing¡¯s determination caused Ling Xiao to rub at his forehead, head aching. At this moment, he no longer had any bit of his usual genial air, his entire aura rather prickly. Godd*mmit, what the hell was this?! He had not even gained his daughter¡¯s acknowledgement ¡ª and now his seniority was undercut by a whole generation, making him his own daughter¡¯s senior brother? No wonder themon folk all called his master an old beast ¡ª sure enough, he did not act on logic, but on personal whim. Ling Xiao began to resent his master¡¯s offbeat manner of doing things. "Master, father and I do not suit this type of address. Let us just address each other as normal." Ling Lan was just as conflicted, suddenly finding that calling Ling Xiao ¡¯senior brother¡¯ was even harder than calling him ¡¯daddy¡¯ ... Previously, since Ling Xiao was dead, Ling Lan had not thought this would be an issue. Hearing Ling Lan verbally acknowledge him as her father, Ling Xiao felt a frisson of joy course through his heart. But he was immediately depressed again. This meant that Ling Lan only acknowledged their blood rtion; it did not mean that Ling Lan had epted him emotionally, otherwise Ling Lan would have just called him ¡¯daddy¡¯ rather than ¡¯father¡¯. Ling Xiao was very clear on the difference between the two forms of address. However, Ling Xiao immediately bucked up again. Since Ling Lan had already acknowledged the truth of their blood rtion, he believed that it would not be long before she would be able to ept him wholeheartedly as her dad. Ling Xiao¡¯s heart was filled with motivation ¡ª to obtain the acknowledgement of the two most important women in his life, he would definitely work hard. He would use all his love to fill up the gaps left by his absence of 17 years. Seeing the conflicted and rebellious looks on the faces of his two disciples, Mu Shui-qing could only regretfully set aside his pranking nature. Still, Ling Xiao¡¯s reaction had pleased him well ¡ª he had finally managed to rip that unchanging smile off of Ling Xiao¡¯s face! So it wasn¡¯t that Ling Xiao was inherently even-tempered ... it was just that there had been nothing important enough in the past to warrant a change in his expression! "Oh alright, suit yourselves." Mu Shui-qing finally let Ling Xiao and Ling Lan off the hook. This made both Ling Xiao and Ling Lan sigh internally ¡ª if Mu Shui-qing had truly insisted, they could only have obeyed their master¡¯smand against their will, and first address each other as fellow disciples. Of course, this would undoubtedly be rubbing salt into the wounds on Ling Xiao¡¯s heart. After all, right now, he still had not managed to have Ling Lan willingly acknowledge him as her dad yet. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji The next chapter is shorter, AND I¡¯m doing pretty good on chapters, so you all can expect an extra chapter in about 12 hours time. ^-^ Chapter 200: Ling Xiao vs Ling Lan! Chapter 200: Ling Xiao vs Ling Lan! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "However, Ling Xiao, don¡¯t hold back. Ling Lan is not as weak as you think she is. She has already obtained your legacy," reminded Mu Shui-qing. A strange light entered Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes. Ever since he had found out that his legacy had suddenly disappeared from the Central Scout Academy, he had already had the premonition that Ling Lan had obtained the legacy. However, so much had happened since he returned that he had not had a chance to ask Ling Lan about it. Now though, Mu Shui-qing¡¯s words proved his premonition right. This put him in a very good mood. His legacy had been meant for Ling Lan to begin with ¡ª he had only been worried that the military would confiscate it and refuse to hand it over to Ling Lan. In reality, his worries were not unfounded. The military had indeed refused to hand over the legacy directly to Ling Lan, cing it instead in the virtual world of the Central Scout Academy for all the scout students to attempt when they found they could not crack it. They had still been plotting to keep Ling Xiao¡¯s method of ascension within their control. Although Ling Xiao did not know how Ling Lan had managed to fool those monitoring staff to sessfully obtain his legacy from right under the military¡¯s nose, this was the situation that Ling Xiao had most wanted to see. He could not help but give his daughter countless thumbs ups inside his heart! "Alright, Lan-er, just let ... me properly assess how much you¡¯ve learned?" Ling Xiao swallowed the word ¡¯daddy¡¯ he had been about to say, forcibly changing it into ¡¯me¡¯. Ling Xiao was still very careful ¡ª before Ling Lan epted him, Ling Xiao did not want to put pressure on her and make her unhappy. Ling Lan did not respond, merely giving a cold martial salute, and getting into a defensive stance as she instantly activated a spiritual shield. To determine whether one has studied well in the Divine Command Sect, of course one would have to examine one¡¯s prowess in spiritual confrontation. The sect¡¯s uniquebat style was very familiar to Ling Xiao and Ling Lan who were both from the Divine Command Sect. However, when Ling Xiao activated his spiritual pressure, Ling Lan finally understood what kind of existence a god-ss operator was. Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual power was as vast as an ocean, but thick and substantial ¡ª just activating it made Ling Lan feel like she was a tiny boat on a raging sea, struggling desperately to stay afloat. If she were at all careless, she would be consumed entirely. Just this little taste let Ling Lan know that Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual power was more formidable than Mu Shui-qing¡¯s, even drawing an unfathomable fear from within her. Ling Lan¡¯s expression turned grim. Of course, on the outside, Ling Lan only seemed to grow even colder ¡ª the temperature of the entire space plummeted, bringing a faint chill into the air. "Your spiritual self mutation is actually along the line of the element of ice!" Ling Xiao sensed the drop in temperature, and his brows furrowed. This type of mutation path was actually not very suitable for piloting mecha. Or more precisely, this spiritual mutation could not add anything to a mecha operator¡¯s control skill. That way, it would be very difficult to achieve the merging of human and mecha as one ... For Ling Lan, this meant that she might not be able to touch the gates of bing an imperial operator in the future. In other words, there was almost no hope for Ling Lan to ascend to be an imperial operator. Ling Lan knew that the spiritual mutation Ling Xiao was referring to was her awakened innate talent. She replied calmly, "The direction of mutation is not important, and whether or not it is suitable for operating mecha is also not important. Otherwise, there wouldn¡¯t be so few imperial operators in the Federation. I believe that ascension to the highest level still depends on serendipity and whether I am putting in enough effort!" "Lan-er, talent is very important for operating mecha, but the suitability of one¡¯s spiritual mutation to mecha is even more important. One cannotck either one," said Ling Xiao with a sigh. He had seen countless mecha operators who had had the same belief as Ling Lan at the start, thinking that there was hope as long as they worked hard. But in truth, every operator of imperial level and beyond possessed a spiritual mutation which enhanced their mecha operation with its associated abilities. In other words, there had not been a single imperial operator whose spiritual mutation was unsuitable for operating mecha thus far. "Just because no one has found the way, does not mean that the way does not exist." Ling Lan had full confidence in herself. Instructor Number One had said before that her other awakened innate talent, the top-rated Profound Insight, was the talent best suited for operating mecha. Although she did not know whether her dual awakening would bring some unforeseen challenges to her mecha control, she believed that as long as she worked hard enough, she would not lose to the various prodigies of this world with their exceptional talents. Of course, the inherent weakness of her body was also something that would hold Ling Lan back from ascending to a higher level; the physical weakness of women could not be so easilypensated for. However, for 16 years, Ling Lan had been training hard with the full set of foundational physical skills of the learning space, along with the Qi exercises of her past life. This had caused all aspects of her physical capacity to be infinitely close to that of the boys of the same age. As long as she continued her training, this inherent disadvantage would slowly be resolved, and would no longer be a factor holding her back from ascending. "Good, ambitious!" Ling Lan¡¯s confidence and conviction swept away Ling Xiao¡¯s dejection. He was heartened, and his spirits rallied. This minor recovery allowed his spiritual power to gather once more. If Ling Lan had not already enteredbat mode and kept her guard up impably, she might have been overwhelmed by this sudden fluctuation and received damage to her spiritual self. But even so, Ling Lan still felt arge force mming into her brain, and was knocked briefly unconscious! This also allowed Ling Lan to experience how her opponents had felt back when she had used her spiritual attacks on them. "Heptashield!" chanted Ling Lan mentally. Her fingers twitched, and her spiritual power suddenly shifted rapidly ¡ª three approximately 1 square unit 1 spiritual shields appeared instantly. The heptashield, as its name implied, was a top-level Divine Command Sect technique involving the formation of seven shields. It swiftly divided the spiritual power of an operator into seven parts, each part forming a shield in the formation. The defensive ability it created was definitely not limited to the total of the defence values of the seven shields added together ¡ª rather, it used the flexible movement of the shields to provide aprehensive defence with no dead angles. If practised till the end stage, the shield formation could even be used for offence. Of course, Ling Lan currently wasn¡¯t at that level yet ¡ª out of the seven shields, she could only control three. Seeing this, Ling Xiao¡¯s smile deepened. "Not bad. I can¡¯t believe you¡¯ve already learned one top-level technique!" The very first top-level technique Ling Xiao had learned in the past had also been the heptashield. However, back then, he had already been 18 years old, while Ling Lan was currently only 16 right now, so she had learned this technique a whole 2 years earlier. This just proved that, with regards to spiritual power, his daughter¡¯s talent was definitely at the most aberrant level ... At this time, Ling Xiao did not know that Ling Lan possessed such tremendous spiritual power because this was the umtion of the spiritual power of both her lives, nothing to do with innate talent. However, all of this was not important, because Ling Lan¡¯s current spiritual power was indeed already much, much more than any of her peers. "Let me test the defensive ability of your heptashield." With this warning, Ling Xiao charged forwards with a powerful surge of energy. Ling Lan knew that this was the most basic of spiritual power attacks ¡ª as long as one has had any spiritual training, the spiritual charge was an attack they would know! However, a god-ss operator¡¯s spiritual charge was unlike a regr person¡¯s spiritual charge ¡ª although Ling Lan could sense that the opponent was only hurling one cord of spiritual charge at her, she could still sense the great threat posed by the attacking right at her. Ling Lan¡¯s brows furrowed and the fingers of her right hand flicked lightly. The three shields defending her body immediately shifted into the way of Ling Xiao¡¯s attack trajectory. Ling Lan believed in her sense of danger 2 ¡ª this should be a hint given to her by Profound Insight. Ling Xiao¡¯s attack may seem normal, but there was probably some trick hidden within it. Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual charge struck the first shield. Without putting up much resistance, the shield shattered. Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s expression remained unmoved, merely directing the second shield forwards. The second shield was swiftly shattered as well, but it managed to sustain itself for 2 to 3 seconds before shattering, unlike the first which had shattered upon contact. Without any hesitation, Ling Lan brought her third shield forward to meet Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual charge. But just as the shield was about to encounter the spiritual charge, the spiritual shield suddenly contracted, bing a small mirror shield the size of one¡¯s palm between blinks. Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual charge crashed soundlessly into that tiny mirror shield of Ling Lan¡¯s. If not for the pebbles and twigs and leaves on the ground being thrown in the air to fly away from the point where Ling Lan and Ling Xiao met, no one would know that the two people facing each other were currently locked in a most dangerous spiritual sh. The observing Mu Shui-qing tilted his head slightly, dodging a random rock that had flown in his direction. The smile on his face was growing increasingly wider, like a wildly blooming garden cosmos 3 , as radiant as it could be. Mu Shui-qing was naturally very satisfied. His whole life, he had only taken in two disciples. It went without saying that Ling Xiao was his most aplished disciple, now among the strongest in the Federation ¡ª a god-ss operator, who were called ultimate weapons in this world. And then there was Ling Lan ... Mu Shui-qing felt that their Divine Command Sect surely existed for the sake of an aberrant prodigy like her. Mu Shui-qing believed that the Divine Command Sect would definitely flourish in her hands. At this moment, Mu Shui-qing could not help but look at Ling Xiao, thinking: Ling Xiao, oh Ling Xiao, you should take a look at the heptashield belonging to Ling Lan! The moment Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual charge met Ling Lan¡¯s small mirror shield, he felt his own spiritual charge being repelled back at him by a massive force! This spiritual power that had been reflected back at him escaped his control in an instant, actually bing part of the other¡¯s attack force targeting him! "Heptashield!" Ling Xiao¡¯s eyebrows lifted in surprise. His fingers flicked and seven shields appeared around him. With a thought, one of the shields flew forward instantly to block this reflected spiritual power. "This heptashield is different from mine ..." Who was Ling Xiao? He had noticed that Ling Lan¡¯s heptashield was different at a nce ¡ª his seven shields could only block, but could not reflect attacks. "Is it because of the contraction?" Ling Xiao flicked a finger, and one of the shields swiftly shrunk down to be palm-sized as well. However, the shield only became much thicker, without any sign of that mirror surface like Ling Lan¡¯s had. "Looks like this is not the only reason!" Although Ling Lan had managed to reflect Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual charge, she did not manage to stand steady. She was forced 5 to 6 steps back before all the force behind Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual charge dissipated. Still, even so, she felt a nauseous roiling in her chest. Ling Xiao¡¯s power had been too formidable; she had only withstood the hit with great difficulty. Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji The aforementioned extra chap. :3 ----------- Also, as an boration on the footnotes issue since many people are still sceptical despite my reassurances ... if you read on a web browser, you will see that the footnotes are not part of the main text. Instead, they are in little pop-up boxes which only show up when you click on a numbered button by whichever phrase they are tagged to. In the apps, this feature is not implemented yet, so you see the footnotes as appended to the main body of the text at the end of the chapter. However, no matter how they are disyed, they do not add anything to the word count -- readers pay the same price no matter if they read on a browser or the apps. If you still do not trust me, just do a word count check on your own andpare it against the pricing scheme to see. Chapter 201: Acceptance Letter! Chapter 201: eptance Letter! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan did not hold back that heavy breath in her chest. She let it out slowly, finally settling the difort she felt. Although Ling Lan had sessfully withstood one spiritual blow from Ling Xiao, she only became more convinced of Ling Xiao¡¯s unfathomable power. This was because Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual charge had been so effortless on his part, so casual that it was frightening to consider. This was the second time Ling Lan had felt like this after encountering Instructor Number One. It was as if she would not be able to catch up even if she worked hard her entire life. If Ling Lan had not been through all kinds of perverse torments under Instructor Number Five, causing her mentality to be extremely secure, this sh might have caused a w to appear in her mental state. From the sidelines, Mu Shui-qing chuckled and said, "Ling Xiao, what do you think? Ling Lan¡¯s heptashield is very impressive, right?" Mu Shui-qing¡¯s tone was undoubtedly smug. Inheritance was all well and good, but innovation would undeniably make a master even more excited and pleased. The ultimate goal of a legacy was for a pupil to surpass their master 1 , after all. Even the consistently prodigious Ling Xiao was amazed by Ling Lan¡¯s innovative breakthrough. The smile on his face grew even more radiant as he nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, it¡¯s too unexpected. I never knew the heptashield could be used this way." He looked at Ling Lan with pride, "This should be the results of your own research, right? What a great idea." The heptashield had always been categorised as a defensive ability, with basically no offensive capability. Only in theter stages, once one became extremely proficient in its use and had the power to back it, could one use the heptashield¡¯s mobility to deal some small attacks to an opponent. However, inparison to Ling Lan¡¯s improved reflective shield, the offensive power of that was insignificant. Ling Xiao¡¯s praise made Ling Lan somewhat shy. After all, this sessful oue was the result of thebined research of Little Four, the instructors, and herself. Ling Lan now knew that Little Four¡¯s so-called calctions and nning were actually all the work of the instructors. The instructors had just not wanted her to know that they could learn from the techniques of the real world and study them and modify them, and so had made Little Four take credit for them. Ling Lan rubbed her nose, and then began to exin the thought process behind the instructors¡¯ and her modifications to the technique. "Because I didn¡¯t want to passively wait for an opportunity, so I thought, if I could attack even as I was defending, wouldn¡¯t that change the flow of the battle? I was just thinking how I could make a shield have offensive capability ... "I tried many things, having also tried to use the shield as a weapon to attack the opponent. I found that it was all useless, because once the attack failed, it would switch into spiritual charge form. The shield would break apart on its own." Speaking of her past failures, a small smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. During that period of time, the instructors had all had troubled expressions ¡ª even Instructor Number Five had not been able to maintain his typical perverse smile, bing somewhat frenzied by their consistent failures. "Later on, after happening to see the movement of a trampoline, I wondered if I could make the shield be like a trampoline. As it defended, could it also make the force it received bounce back? After studying it for quite a while, I finally managed toe up with this type of shield. As for why the surface is like a mirror ..." Ling Lan trailed off here, a mischievous smile faintly appearing on her lips. Ling Lan did not rify, instead bringing out her heptashield once more. She positioned the three shields right in front of Ling Xiao, and then quickly changed all of them into the palm-sized mirror-surfaced small shields ... "Can all of them reflect?" asked Ling Xiao, irrepressibly curious. "Attack and see," said Ling Lan, "Try to use as little strength as possible." The current defensive shield was not as strong as the original version of the heptashield; if Ling Xiao used too much power, he might not be able to see the effect. Ling Xiao nodded and casually unleashed a spiritual charge. The force and pressure of this spiritual charge were not as strong as that of his previous one. The spiritual power broke through the first shield, and then broke through the second ... but again met obstruction on the third shield, and the remaining power was reflected. "The defence power of the mirrored surface is greatly weakened, and not every surface has the ability to reflect. Looks like the reflective ability is not because of the mirrored surface ..." With this one strike, Ling Xiao had found the strengths and weaknesses of the shields. He understood that the appearance of the shields was not the most important thing ¡ª all of it was a show that Ling Lan wanted others to see. The three mirrored shields destroyed, Ling Lan merely condensed three new shields before her. This time, the three shields did not change at all, looking exactly the same as Ling Xiao¡¯s heptashield. At this point, Ling Xiao did not need Ling Lan to prompt him. He immediately sent a spiritual charge at the shields. The attack once again broke through the first and second shields, but was obstructed at the third shield, where the force was reflected back once more. "This time, the reflective shield looks exactly like a normal heptashield. That means that the reflective ability is not due to external factors but an internal quality ... but, why is it always the third shield which reflects? Are you free to choose which shield has the reflective ability, or is it restricted to the final shield? Or can all three shields have the power to reflect?" Gaining new information, Ling Xiao just had even more questions. "I can only control one reflective shield at present, because the spiritualposition of the reflective shield is different from the original heptashield. As for which shield is reflective, that is up to me to choose," answered Ling Lan, "The reason why I ce it on the third shield is because your power is too strong. Without the two shields before it to whittle away some of the power, I am not confident the reflection would seed. Father, you should know that the reflective ability of the modified shield has its limits. If an attack exceeds that limit, the shield will just break and fail to have any reflective effect." Listening to Ling Lan¡¯s exnation, Ling Xiao could not help but nod along. When he heard his daughter say his power was strong, he couldn¡¯t help but preen internally. Could this be considered his daughter¡¯s roundabout way of acknowledging him as her father? Ling Xiao was being overly optimistic about this. Ling Lan was just stating the facts, without any other thought in mind. "Also, the defensive ability of a reflective shield is lower than that of a normal heptashield. Till now, I have not found a way to solve that issue." A trace of regret appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s face. If she could make the defensive power of the reflective shield equal to that of the original heptashield, only then would her innovation be considered sessful. Right now, it was still an unfinished product. "Ling Lan, you are still young! You still have so much time to perfect this technique," said Ling Xiao, "The creation of a new technique must go through countless experimentations and revisions. Don¡¯t be impatient." This advice startled Ling Lan ¡ª that¡¯s true, when did she be so impatient? Instructor Number One had inly told them before that developing a new technique required the test of truebat. In the process, countless adjustments and revisions were doubtlessly necessary. What remained in the end would definitely be the result of countless reforging. "Thank you, father!" Even if she was unable to call Ling Xiao ¡¯daddy¡¯ so intimately right now, Ling Lan would not be stingy with the address of ¡¯father¡¯. Emotion shed through Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes. This was a good sign! His daughter¡¯s tone seemed to be softer than it had been previously ¡ª did this mean that his daughter had already epted him? Ling Xiao decided to strike while the iron is hot, and take the chance to interact well with Ling Lan now, so he began asking more about the spiritual construction of her reflective shield. Ling Lan had never thought to hide this information, so when Ling Xiao asked, she began describing all her findings to him. Mu Shui-qing looked at the father and daughter pair before him discussing themand of spiritual power, and the heart-warming scene made his eyes feel a little damp. In the past three years, he had fantasized before how wonderful it would be if Ling Xiao still lived! Who would have thought that three yearster, his fantasies would be reality ... the heavens were truly kind to this old man for letting him see this scene ... ******** Time passed swiftly; a month¡¯s time over in the blink of an eye. Sometime during the month, the eptance letter from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy arrived as expected. However, on the day the letter was collected, another case of domestic violence urred in the Ling family. Seeing the eptance letter rekindled Lan Luofeng¡¯s dormant grudge with a new dose of anger. She instantly gave Ling Xiao a kick, not forgetting to add on an elbow attack as well ... As Ling Xiao was afraid that he would harm Lan Luofeng identally, he did not dare to use Qi to protect himself. So, Lan Luofeng¡¯s attacksnded squarely on Ling Xiao¡¯s body, causing him to grimace in pain. Not just that, that night, Lan Luofeng staunchly refused to let Ling Xiao into her bedroom. However, early the next day, Ling Lan was lucky enough to see Ling Xiao being kicked out of Lan Luofeng¡¯s bedroom, so she knew that Ling Xiao had still managed to sneak into Lan Luofeng¡¯s bedroom sessfullyst night! In contrast to Lan Luofeng¡¯s anger, the main victim in question, Ling Lan, seemed not at all concerned. Since Ling Xiao had said that he would be able to help her handle all those tests and training that could expose her gender, what else was there for her to worry about? Besides, she was actually quite curious about the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Meanwhile, in this one month, Ling Lan had often sparred with her father Ling Xiao. Of course, this was just a nice way of putting it ¡ª in fact, she had been one-sidedly bullied by Ling Xiao via all manner of torments. When it came tobat, Ling Xiao showed no mercy. This made Ling Lan miss Qi Long and her band ofpanions terribly ¡ª because when she fought with them, she would be the one ying Ling Xiao¡¯s role. However, Ling Lan¡¯s fate of being tormented ended after a month. This was because Ling Xiao had finally sumbed to military headquarters¡¯ consecutive desperate summons, finally being summoned out of the Ling family mansion back to military headquarters. A weekter, the military would hold arge press conference for him, where they would announce the officialmencement of the formation of the 23rd Division. Just like that, Ling Xiao transformed from an extremely free house husband and male nanny extraordinaire into the busiest great general in the Federation. Apanying Ling Xiao to military headquarters was the still fuming Lan Luofeng. Of course, Lan Luofeng had not intended to go with Ling Xiao at first, but she had been bundled up and sent on her way with Ling Xiao by Ling Lan. Mind you, in one more month, she too would be setting off for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy to register. Was Lan Luofeng supposed to be left all on her own then at the mansion to guard an empty nest? Furthermore, Ling Xiao was now the most eye-catching superstar general of the military, neithercking in looks nor reputation. The number of people who liked Ling Xiao must be staggering ¡ª if Lan Luofeng continued to sulk and make things difficult for Ling Xiao, what if another woman found some opportunity to wedge her way in? Wouldn¡¯t Lan Luofeng regret that to death? Ling Lan clearly knew that Lan Luofeng was the type that was unyielding on the outside but soft on the inside 2 ¡ª if not, during this one month, her dad would not have constantly been kicked out of her mum¡¯s bedroom in the morning ... Ling Lan did not have to wonder to know what they had been doing during the night. However, a few times, Ling Lan had seen Ling Xiao rubbing his knees inexplicably. This made Ling Lan suspect her great father had been punished by her great mother to kneel on a mecha circuit motherboard ... Ling Lan had seen that thing before ¡ª it had lots of parts sticking out vertically on it, all of them very solid and very pointy. At this thought, Ling Lan could almost feel her knees aching in sympathy. She could not help pitying Ling Xiao ¡ª her great mother was actually quite the ck-bellied character. Chapter 202: Preparing for Departure! Chapter 202: Preparing for Departure! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr A week after Ling Lan sent her parents off, the military called a press conference, announcing the news of Ling Xiao¡¯s return to life to the public! Ling Lan looked at the unbelievably handsome and elegant Ling Xiao on the screen and could not help but be in awe. Her father in this life was truly impable whether it was in terms of appearance or air of presence. However, she of course admired Ling Xiao¡¯s loyalty and steadfastness in love and marriage much more. Whether it was in her past life or this one, a good man, in Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, was someone responsible like Ling Xiao. "Daddy, can I really believe that you wille back?" Ling Lan thought back to the young Ling Xiao in the legacy space ¡ª after 17 years, Ling Xiao seemed to still be the same Ling Xiao ... "Don¡¯t disappoint me, Daddy! You must give Mummy happiness!" Seeing the mature and gentle Ling Xiao, who seemed as if he could ept anything, Ling Lan could not help but press a hand to her own chest, muttering to herself with aplicated expression. As long as ... as long as I can confirm that you are the same man as before, I will definitely willingly call you ¡¯daddy¡¯! All of Ling Lan¡¯s feelings for her father had been given to the Ling Xiao from the legacy space who had watched her as she grew up. This was also the final reason why Ling Lan was still unwilling to call Ling Xiao ¡¯daddy¡¯. Ling Xiao¡¯s return not only invigorated the entire Federation, but also stunned the countries bordering the Federation, their attitudes towards the Federation beginning to change. Before Ling Xiao¡¯s return, although the Federation still had eleven god-ss operators, five of them were already officially in their old age, their condition deteriorating significantly. Three of the five were even already at the phase when they were just waiting for heaven to call 1 ¡ª whether they could maintain even half of theirbat ability was a question mark. The Federation only retained 5 to 6 god-ss operators who were in fighting form. Compared to the other countries, they did not have that many more god-ss operators in their peak. This was also why the Federation had not had a lull in battle for these 10 over years, because it no longer possessed enoughbat power to deter its border countries. But Ling Xiao¡¯s return to the Federation made the Federation¡¯sbat power increase tremendously, because Ling Xiao was young enough that his future was immeasurable. He might very well be the strongest god-ss operator in legend. Not just that, Ling Xiao also was sitting on a method to ascend to god-ss operator, which could let the Federation cultivate even younger god-ss operators. Of course, god-ss operators were not that easy to cultivate, perhaps requiring ten to twenty years or even longer. That said, many high-level operators would probably be produced in the process ¡ª there definitely wouldn¡¯t be few ace operators or whatnot. This was something the other nations really did not want to see. This restored the Federation¡¯s deterrent power to its initial state before Ling Xiao¡¯s death. All the countries became extremely friendly, respectively sending delegations to congratte the Federation. All the ambassadors¡¯ attitudes were obviously much more respectful than before. This made the Federation¡¯s government extremely happy ¡ª it should be known that in the 17 years after Ling Xiao¡¯s ¡¯death¡¯, the Federation had lived in a very repressed manner. But now, they could finally have better days. Ling Xiao¡¯s poprity and high status also caused the initially ignored and rather bleak Ling family to once again be busy and lively. Ling Lan was in no mood to entertain these materialistic fair-weather ¡¯friends¡¯, so she summarily announced that she was isting herself for training, the Ling family mansion officially closing its doors to all visitors. During this time, Ling Lan had also received congrattory letters from Qi Long and the others. They were all extremely happy on their boss¡¯s behalf, while also thrilled that the idol of their hearts was still alive. If they weren¡¯t currently part of an exploration team on an inteary adventure, they would definitely have rushed over to the Ling family home to visit Ling Lan, and taken the chance to understand the entire story at the same time. Their correspondence made Ling Lan happy, but of course she did not forget to remind them to be careful outside. Originally, Ling Lan had also wanted to tell them that she would be joining them at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy this year, but she held back the words as they were about to spill from her mouth. Ling Lan wanted to give them a surprise! Of course, Ling Lan would never admit that she actually wanted to see their expressions as their jaws dropped in surprise ... She was such a great boss, how could she be so evil? ******** Another twenty days passed, and it was finally time to register at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Even though Lan Luofeng had contacted Ling Lan several days ago, saying that she and Ling Xiao wanted to rush back to apany her to register, Ling Lan had strongly refused. This was because the assembly point listed on the eptance letter was the intergctic spaceport on Doha. In other words, she just needed to board the direct transfer to the spaceport. For such a short journey, it really wasn¡¯t necessary to drag the busy Ling Xiao back here. Lan Luofeng initially refused to agree to Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, but Ling Xiao unexpectedly supported Ling Lan¡¯s decision. Back when Ling Xiao had agreed, Ling Lan could hear Lan Luofeng roaring angrily in the background ¡ª although Lan Luofeng had agreed with father and daughter in the end, Ling Xiao most probably had to pay a painful price for this. As for what that price was, Ling Lan could not know. On the night before she left, after Ling Lan and Lan Luofeng had shared updates with one another as usual, Ling Xiao had unexpectedly appeared beside Lan Luofeng, requesting to speak with her. On the screen, Ling Xiao was again dressed in his general¡¯s uniform, and the fatigue between his eyebrows was hard to miss. His gentle voice rang out, and Ling Lan¡¯s heart throbbed. "Lan-er, I have arranged everything. For the first year, other than the theory sses, you are not scheduled to take any physical training courses, and you have been exempted from all the tests and assessments. However, I can only solve the official courses on the academy¡¯s side. It¡¯s up to you to handle the private and informalbat training that often urs among students ... Take care with everything!" "Understood, Father!" said Ling Lan gratefully. However, Ling Lan¡¯s voice sounded as calm as ever, and was just as cold to Ling Xiao¡¯s ear. He sighed. When would his daughter open her mouth and call him ¡¯daddy¡¯? Perhaps even act like a sweet little girl in front of him begging for attention ... A visualisation of Ling Lan acting cute appeared in Ling Xiao¡¯s mind. A coy and bashful expression appearing on that icy cold face ... Ling Xiao abruptly found himself feeling unwell. Fine, Ling Lan was the best just the way she was. Ling Xiao wept ¡ª was he destined not to have a daughter-like daughter in his life 2 ? At this moment, the hatred in his heart began to rise ... the ones who had created this horrible oue were definitely those people who had trapped him ¡ª he would never stop going after them. Ling Lan felt a sh of killing intent sweep over Ling Xiao¡¯s body, but he returned to normal in the blink of an eye. If she had not been so attuned to killing intent due to the learning space, she might have been fooled by how quickly Ling Xiao had concealed it. She was somewhat puzzled ¡ª what was it that had caused Ling Xiao to suddenly be filled with killing intent? Composed again, Ling Xiao looked at the calm-faced youth on the screen. Knowing that his 17-year long absence had already forced Ling Lan to be self-sufficient and be responsible beyond her years, the remorse in his heart grew. No, this would not do. He must take on the responsibilities of a father. He must let Ling Lan know that, from now on, there was someone who would weather storms for her. "Ling Lan, at the military academy, you do not have to worry about anything. Do whatever you want to do. Dad will support you no matter what!" Ling Xiao said assertively to Ling Lan. Instantly, Ling Lan found herself speechless. Ling Xiao¡¯s words made her recall that widespread phrase in her previous world: My dad is Li Gang 3 ! A scene popped up in Ling Lan¡¯s mind ¡ª arrogantly, she led her group of arrogant underlings around (Qi Long¡¯s team members all made cameo appearances), and whenever she saw anyone who rubbed her the wrong way, she would set her underlings on them with an imperious wave of her arm ... and if anyone dared to question her actions, she would throw down these words audaciously: My dad is Ling Xiao! Sue me if you dare! You fool! Truly spoken with the arrogance of a second-generation military elite! Ling Lan instantly pped this scenario out of her mind. It was really all too familiar ¡ª definitely like the setup for a minor viin in a novel, like she was a small boss for the main character to defeat in his quest to level up. If that was the case, then wouldn¡¯t Ling Xiao be the final ultimate boss? Godd*mmit, the more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed! Ling Lan could not help but shudder. Could it be that she had not travelled to a future world, but into a novel instead? She really did not want to be this type of 2nd-generation good-for-nothing who would obviously just be cannon fodder! "Got it!" The rational Ling Lan would naturally not do something so stupid. Right now, she not only had to be responsible for herself, she also had to be responsible for her dad. The two of them, father and daughter, could not be a pair of bosses for that mysterious main character to level up! Although Ling Lan was thinking this way, her heart still felt a surge of warmth. Ling Xiao¡¯s behaviour let her know that this Ling Xiao before her had absolutely no three outlooks when it came to his child 4 ... ******** Early the next day, Ling Lan, who was preparing to leave, was once again struck speechless by the Ling Qin couple¡¯s overboard way of doing things. Looking at the countless luggage bags that dominated a great half of the grand hall, even the typically calm Ling Lan could not stop her stoic face from twitching. "What is all this?" "These are all the things you would need, Young Master!" The insensitive Ling Nanyi did not sense Ling Lan¡¯s bewilderment. She tugged on Ling Lan¡¯s hand and began exining everything packed in the bundles of luggage. There were tworge bags of clothes, one bag of shoes, tworge bags of food and snacks, threerge bags of medicinal agents, and fourrge bags of misceneous items. And this was all after she had tried her best to cut down. Ling Lan could not help but rub her forehead. She was just going to school, not moving house ... "I just need two sets of clothes, two pairs of shoes, one week¡¯s worth of undergarments, and just give me the medicinal agents which were specially brewed by us. Leave the rest." Ling Lan just did not have the strength to correct what the couple Ling Qin had done. She gave a straightforward list of the things she wanted to bring. "But, how will that be enough ..." Ling Nanyi was still worried, and even Ling Qin, who had been listening quietly at one side, could not help but frown in disagreement at Ling Lan¡¯s list. Ling Lan said helplessly, "All the other things can be solved with money. Do I really need to bring so much?" Ling Nanyi was enlightened. She nodded repeatedly, saying, "Right, right, right, why didn¡¯t I think of that? You¡¯re still the smartest, Young Master." That said, she happily began looking for the things Ling Lan had wanted. However, she had truly stuffed too much together ¡ª it really was rather difficult to find the things Ling Lan wanted in the pile of luggage. However, even as she struggled with the luggage, Ling Nanyi did not forget to remind Ling Qin, "Husband, you should contact Master, ask him to send more credits for Young Master to spend ..." Ling Qin felt what she said was right. So, he immediately took action ¡ª without any care for whether Ling Xiao was busy, he called Ling Xiao¡¯smunicator directly and conveyed this request to his master. A few secondster, on Ling Lan¡¯smunicator, two blindingly astronomical amounts of credits were sessfully transferred into her ount. Without having to ask, Ling Lan just knew that this was definitely the doing of Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng. It looked like the couple were doing their best to push her onto the road of idle profligacy ... Chapter 203: Send Off? Chapter 203: Send Off? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Doha. As the centre of the Federation, its intergctic spaceport was also thergest and most luxurious of all thes in the Federation. The spaceport was built in the outer space of the; the room inside it about the size of a city on the. Meanwhile, the staff of the spaceport all lived in the spaceport city. Other than a difference in gravity, everything else felt no different from being on the itself. Connecting the spaceport and the was a specialised rocket car, while the heart of the spaceport itself was a special tform for it. It would receive the specialised rocket cars from various cities from all over. It could be said that the liveliest and most hectic ce in the entire spaceport with the most people was right here. Even during normal periods, it would serve several hundred thousand people every day. Moreover, today was one of the busiest days of the spaceport, because today was the day when the military academies and the myriad other famous schools held their annual registration. For this reason, all students who needed to register today were rushing to the spaceport with their guardians, causing the entire spaceport to be raucous with the cacophony of human voices as they said their goodbyes. As the central of the Federation, Doha¡¯s spaceport was massive, possessing several tens of thousands of navigation frames for interster ships to park on. The respective military academies and other renowned schools already had their exclusive ships parked at the various ports, ready to wee their iing students. They were only waiting for the students toe and present their eptance letters to gain entry. Of course, these spaceships were definitely not going to be at the three districts, X, Y, and Z. Those three districts were restricted for military affairs, only avable forbat warships to park at. Regr spaceships were not permitted to enter. Meanwhile, at this time, in one corner of the hall of the special tform, several youths were gathered. One of the youths was squatting on the floor, arge steamed bun in each hand, while a ham sausage dangled from his mouth as he chewed on it ravenously, as if there was no one else around him. His crassness made the youths who passed by, as well as their guardians, frown reflexively. "Xie Yi, can you maintain a little dignity?" Among those standing, a youth with looks like a maiden could not help but gripe at the squatting youth, frowning. "Luo Lang, I¡¯m hungry ..." With great difficulty, Xie Yi found time between bites to say this. This group was precisely Qi Long¡¯s team which had agreed to meet up and register together. "Didn¡¯t you eat breakfast beforeing?" Luo Lang red disapprovingly at Xie Yi. Hells, it was almost ten! When exactly had this fellow woken up? Xie Yi lunged at one hand then the other, and with tworge manic bites, the steamed buns in his hands vanished just like that. He did not even chew them much before swallowing them down ¡ª however, this manner of eating, which only prioritised speed and not quality, immediately taught Xie Yi a lesson. He, the handsome and brave, infinitely charming Xie Yi was actually choked by the buns ... Xie Yi pounded his chest desperately. At the side, Lin Zhong-qing saw that the situation did not look right; he hurriedly took out a bottle of water from his backpack, uncapped it, and passed it to Xie Yi. The moment Xie Yi got his hands on the bottle, he threw his head back and began pouring the water into his mouth, finally catching his breath as the buns slid down. "Damn, that was too dangerous. I actually thought that I would choke to death just now!" That said, he continued to pat his chest weakly in remembered fear, silently thankful for his luck. "Who asked you to eat so quickly? It¡¯s like you haven¡¯t eaten your whole life," said Luo Lang, ring at Xie Yi with contempt. Xie Yi mumbled lowly, "If I wasn¡¯t trying to answer your question, would I have eaten so quickly?" "What question?" Luo Lang blinked nkly, and then thinking back, he realised what it was and said, "That question about not eating breakfast?" Did that really need an answer? Just by looking at Xie Yi¡¯s ravenous manner, one could tell that he hadn¡¯t eaten breakfast for sure. "Hehe, isn¡¯t this all because I was too excited to sleepst night? So I overslept today, and didn¡¯t have time to eat breakfast ..." Xie Yi was not at all embarrassed, loudly announcing the reason why he had not eaten breakfast. "What are you so excited for? Isn¡¯t it just going to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy?" Luo Lang rolled his eyes in exasperation, face filled with contempt. They had even gone on an inteary adventure already ¡ª Luo Lang, who considered himself a mature man now, was already extremely calm over their entrance into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Honestly, Luo Lang was also very excited inside his heart, but he just wasn¡¯t as exaggerated about it as Xie Yi was. Of course, he would never admit to this. Luo Lang¡¯s contempt caused Xie Yi to ¡¯tsk¡¯ in response. "That¡¯s not why I¡¯m excited ..." He lifted his head to look towards Qi Long, his expression filled with emotion, "Isn¡¯t it all becausest night, the team leader mentioned that Boss Lan wille today to send us off ... I was really moved by that." Ever since he had met Ling Lan two months ago at the assessment venue, he had been constantly seeking his answer. Finally, during the team¡¯s adventure, he felt that he had found his role. However, they had not had a chance to meet with Ling Lan, so he had also not been able to tell Ling Lan the answer he had found. During their adventuring, although Qi Long and the others would often contact Ling Lan through virtualmunication, during those times, Xie Yi had somehow felt like he was an outsider. Even though Ling Lan would nod at him in greeting as well through the screen, not ignoring him, he just had the feeling that, whenever Ling Lan appeared, he would be subconsciously pushed to the side by thepanions by his side ... Even more depressing was that the few times he tried to tell Ling Lan his answer through the screen, the moment his eyes met Ling Lan¡¯s stony expression and that pair of cold piercing eyes that seemed as if they could see through his soul, he had be unable to speak. With regards to this, Xie Yi had to admit that he had an indescribable sense of apprehension towards Ling Lan deep in his heart. This made him not dare to speak recklessly. However, today¡¯s meeting would be a great chance. He would not retreat anymore ¡ª he would definitely tell Ling Lan what his answer was. Xie Yi¡¯s words caused Luo Lang¡¯s expression to be serious. As long as it was rted to Ling Lan, Luo Lang¡¯s attitude would always be serious. In his heart, Ling Lan was the only peer he trusted and would submit to, an invible boss. Yes, he would not submit to the number two in name, Wu Jiong, or the one who had battled him constantly for third ce (sometimes winning, sometimes losing), Li Yingjie, or even the nominated team leader of their team, Qi Long. But he would never not submit to Ling Lan, who had always been formidable, mysterious, and unfathomable since they were young. This was a kind of unvoiced respect and admiration that had been built up since they were young. With the increment of age, this respect and admiration only grew deeper and deeper, until it finally reached a point where it was indissoluble. In other words, Luo Lang would only submit to one person in this life; he would only recognise one boss, and that would be Ling Lan. "Xie Yi is right. When I received leader¡¯s message, I nked outpletely, almost believing I had heard wrong ..." said Lin Zhong-qing wonderingly. In Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s impression, the cold and dominant Boss Lan would never do such a heart-warming thing like sending them off. He was more likely to send a hologram which would throw down this cold statement: "Don¡¯t disgrace me when you are there!" And then all kinds of twisted charm-dominance-coolness-swag 1 would follow, and all that was left for them would be an iparably lofty silhouette which would then slowly fade away ... Which was why when Lin Zhong-qing had heard the news, he had been dumbfounded. He did not even remember when he had hung up hismunicator on Team Leader Qi Long, where he had then shuffled off to eat a tasteless dinner, and then blurrily drifted off to his bed to fall asleep miraculously. Only when he woke up the next day and bit his arm hard did he realise that he really had not misheard. Right then, standing to one side, Qi Long could not resist speaking up as well, "You don¡¯t have to mention yourself, even I was stunned silly when I received Boss Lan¡¯s video-call. My first thought was that I must be dreaming, that the person on the other side was definitely not my boss ..." Han Jijyun could not bear to listen to this any longer; he said sternly, "Alright, well, the fact of the matter is, Boss Lan is indeeding to send us off. Buck up, all of you. Don¡¯t let Boss be dissatisfied." Three years ago, due to Qi Long¡¯s emotional imbnce, the unhappy Boss Lan had immediately thrown down an assignment, causing them to go through countless torments and suffer terribly 2 . Han Jijyun really did not want for a repeat of that with yet another three-year mission because Boss Lan was unhappy with their conditions ... he would most definitely copse if that happened. Han Jijyun¡¯s words caused the other people to shudder involuntarily as well. Even the typically slouching and unmotivated Xie Yi changed his original demeanour, bing spirited and enthusiastic. That mission three years ago had truly frightened the wits out of them. They dared not try something like that again easily. Seeing hispanions change gears into their dashing and energetic personas, Han Jijyun turned with satisfaction to look at the time on his wristmunicator. "It¡¯ll be 10 in another three minutes. Boss said to meet at the great hall of tform number 9 right around 10, so he should be here soon." They all nced reflexively at their ownmunicators. Seeing that Han Jijyun was right, they all came to attention and began waiting with their heads lifted high, peering greedily at the crowding to and fro on the hall of the tform, hoping to see their boss among them ... Behind them, in a row of seats by a wall, in a semi-reclined seat, a person who had seemed to be dozing with their face hidden behind a freshly-printed Federation magazine suddenly sat up straight. This person was wearing an extremely simple white shirt, which was topped by a thin army-green windbreaker, ck pants, held up by a gold-buckle belt, and on their feet was a pair of ck army boots. This outfit should have been eye-catching, making its wearer appear handsome and spirited, but for some reason the wearer was extremely nondescript, just as if they were a regr pedestrian, causing others to overlook the other instinctively ... He slowly pulled off the magazine covering his face, revealing a cold and expressionless face. Looking intently at the group of youths trying to find their target, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, breaking the ice to allow a faint sense of warmth to appear on his body. He stuffed the magazine in his hand into the backpack by his side, and then slung the backpack over his shoulder as he walked slowly towards the backs of Qi Long and the others. As his footsteps made almost no sound, Qi Long and the rest did not realise at all that someone was now at their backs. "Not right!" Suddenly sensing something, Qi Long abruptly turned his head around. At critical moments, Qi Long¡¯s innate talent Animal Instinct kicked in. Qi Long¡¯s sudden movement startled the others, who then also turned reflexively. Luo Lang even moved into an attack stance at first notice. "Boss!" eximed Qi Long, voice hoarse with shock, "How did you get behind us?" Mind you, the ce where they had been standing put the entire crowd entering and exiting the tform within their range of sight. There should be no way for someone to avoid their sight to appear directly behind them. Could it be that Boss had the miraculous ability of teleportation? Qi Long could not help but wonder irresponsibly. Chapter 204: A Brass-Necked Diplomatic Personnel! Chapter 204: A Brass-Necked Diplomatic Personnel! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr By the time Qi Long shouted, the others had also noticed that the one who had silently snuck up behind them was none other than Ling Lan whom they had been waiting for. They all became restless with excitement. The small smile on Ling Lan¡¯s lips had disappeared without a trace at the moment Qi Long had turned around. Hearing Qi Long¡¯s question, Ling Lan huffed coldly and said with a stern expression, "I had been sitting behind you all this whole time. You all were just so careless that you forgot to check your backs. If I were an assassin, none of you would have escaped." She had thought that after going on an inteary adventure, they would have be more vignt ¡ª but they were unexpectedly still rather careless, actually neglecting a spot which they should never neglect. Facing Ling Lan¡¯s stony visage, Qi Long and Luo Lang did not dare to put up any form of protest. They immediately bowed their heads and epted the lecture, faces filled with embarrassment and remorse. Only Han Jijyun tried to exin, "Boss, you intentionally suppressed your aura. Even if we had been more careful, we still wouldn¡¯t have been able to guard against you!" Qi Long and Luo Lang nodded emphatically at Han Jijyun¡¯s words. In fact, when they had first arrived, they had carefully observed their surroundings as well as the few travellers seated on those seats behind them. Finding that their auras were all exceedingly normal, nothing at all out of the ordinary, only then had they let down their guard. "Even if you don¡¯t sense any danger, you should not let down your guardpletely," advised Ling Lan. "Understood, Boss!" The five boys nodded respectfully. They knew that Ling Lan was only saying this for their sakes, otherwise he would not have personally set up this situation to teach them this lesson. Ling Lan cast a satisfied nce over them and then said, "Since everyone¡¯s here, let¡¯s go to the registration point of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy." That said, she began to move, but she had only taken a few steps when Xie Yi spoke up from behind her, "Boss Lan, please wait a moment!" Ling Lan turned with a quirked brow, "You have something to say?" Xie Yi let out a deep breath, trying to ease his nerves, before saying, "Yes, I want to tell you, Boss Lan, the answer to that question you asked me three months ago." Ling Lan folded her arms across her chest, lips tilted up slightly, tone interested as she said, "Oh?" Ling Lan¡¯s gaze caused Xie Yi¡¯s heart to spasm, and the courage he had built up almost deted. He clenched his fists tightly, silently cheering himself on. Don¡¯t be nervous, you must spit it out. Whether you live or die all depends on today¡¯s attempt! He breathed in deeply once more and then said, "In the team, in terms ofbat power, I am indeed no match for the leader or Luo Lang; in terms of strategy, I cannotpare against our strategist 1 ; in terms of attention to detail, I cannot beat Lin Zhong-qing ... but, I have a strength that no one else has. That is, my skin is thick enough, able to do things they might not be able to do ..." That statement of ¡¯my skin is thick enough¡¯ caused the others to reveal expressions of shock. Was Xie Yi nning to use a ¡¯ sticky-candy 2 strategy¡¯ to cling to Boss Lan until he could not take it anymore and chose to acknowledge him? They surreptitiously wiped off the cold sweat pouring from their foreheads at the thought. Had they forgotten to tell Xie Yi that Boss Lan¡¯s tolerance was beyond horrifying? This move was doomed to fail! "Three years since joining the team, I have gotten to know the personalities of my other teammates. The leader and Luo Lang are focused onbat, and have no patience to interact much with others. The strategist is intelligent and good at nning, but this gives pressure to others, who won¡¯t dare to approach the strategist easily, afraid they would be carelessly manipted by the strategist ..." Xie Yi listed out his teammates¡¯ strengths one by one, and his gaze finally fell on Lin Zhong-qing, "Lin Zhong-qing is good with people, and he¡¯s careful and observant ¡ª a lot of our intel was obtained by him from others, so this role would actually be really suitable for him as well. But, the support logistics for our team is a heavy duty, so he is also one of the busiest in the team ..." Everything Xie Yi said was on point; Ling Lan nodded in acknowledgement of his logic. Seeing this, Xie Yi initially unsteady heart received a boost of encouragement, just as if he had been given a shot of heart tonic 3 . With renewed courage, he raised his head abruptly, meeting Ling Lan¡¯s gaze head on, and said confidently, "So, I am prepared to take on the role of externalmunications. The team needs a diplomatic personnel to moderate when cooperating with other teams. With my thick skin, letting me go andmunicate with the other party would undoubtedly be the most appropriate option. No matter what kind of attitude the other party has, I will be able to take it." "It¡¯s unexpected that you would actually find such a role for yourself. Don¡¯t you think it¡¯s a waste of your talent?" said Ling Lan coldly, eyes trained on Xie Yi, her gaze almost boring a hole right through him, "Qi Long has told me before that you are a fighter no weaker than Luo Lang. Don¡¯t you want to be a main attacker of the team?" Xie Yi chuckled dryly and said, "If there were only five of us in the team, without you, Boss Lan, around, perhaps I might be ambitious enough to try and fight for a primary attacker position, but ..." He shook his head, "the leader and Luo Lang will definitely not relinquish the two main attacker positions. And besides, for you, Boss Lan, your right and left arms should be the leader and Luo Lang whom you are most familiar with and have the best rapport with. This will undoubtedly be more eptable for you. I am well aware that three years is not enough time for me to challenge them for their positions." At this point of his exnation, Xie Yi¡¯s gaze turned sharp. "Of course, in another three to five years, once I¡¯ve be confident that my rapport with Boss Lan won¡¯t lose to the two of them, I will fight for a change of role." Back when Xie Yi had been contemting the issue, he had considered a formation without Ling Lan, with Qi Long as the leader. In that formation, he indeed had a high chance of bing a main attacker, but Xie Yi believed that, with Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities, as long as the other¡¯s injuries were fully recovered, getting into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was a sure thing. A yearter, Ling Lan would definitely make a sessfuleback and re-enrol into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Thus, he needed to consider the situation a yearter. Xie Yi¡¯s words touched Ling Lan. She had not expected that Xie Yi would include her in his considerations whening up with his role in the team. If her father had not bungled up and caused her to be sent into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, she would have really felt guilty for Xie Yi¡¯s struggles ining up with this answer ... Ling Lan peered intently at Xie Yi and then said, "I understand!" That said, she turned around and left, being the first to walk out of the great hall of tform number 9. Xie Yi stood stunned, unsure what Ling Lan meant by that reply. Right then, Luo Lang nudged Xie Yi excitedly, scolding him teasingly, "Idiot! This means Boss has acknowledged you." Luo Lang¡¯s words caused Xie Yi to be overwhelmed with pleasant surprise. He really had Boss Lan¡¯s acknowledgement now? That¡¯s awesome! His suspended heart finally settled down after three months of worrying, and he actually felt his eyes grow damp. He couldn¡¯t believe he was on the verge of crying ¡ª this was really too embarrassing, really not what a grown man should be doing ... Qi Long trailed Ling Lan closely; as he passed by Xie Yi¡¯s side, he patted his shoulder heavily in congrattion. Three years¡¯ time was enough for them to consider Xie Yi like a brother, so they had sincerely hoped that he would be able to get Boss Lan¡¯s acknowledgement. Otherwise, it would have been a terrible shame even for them. Following right behind Qi Long, Han Jijyun nodded at Xie Yi. Although his expression was just as austere as ever, his eyes could not hide his happiness and well wishes for Xie Yi. When Lin Zhong-qing passed by Xie Yi¡¯s side, heughed softly and said, "Xie Yi, congrattions." Lin Zhong-qing had also gone through Ling Lan¡¯s evaluation, so he really understood Xie Yi¡¯s feelings at this moment. That year, when he had earned his acknowledgement, he had been equally moved beyondposure ¡ª because this meant that he had truly be a member of the team, no longer at risk of being a passing guest ... Right at the end was Luo Lang. He smiled gently at Xie Yi, lovely as peach blossoms, his eyes glimmering with emotion, leading others to be mesmerized against their will. However, Luo Lang¡¯s following words instantly shattered this spell, "Idiot Xie Yi, why are you standing there stupidly? Noting?" Seeing Luo Lang¡¯s diminishing figure, Xie Yi chuckled dryly as he hurried to keep up. Xie Yi could not help but sigh internally. Their entrance into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy definitely would not be calm and peaceful. Luo Lang was very likely to be their team¡¯s own Helen of Troy 4 ... he could almost imagine it ¡ª in the military academy, him having to constantly run around handling all kinds of ¡¯diplomatic incidents¡¯ caused by Luo Lang ... "If Boss Lan is around, he should be able to hold back those deviant and insincere fellows, right?" Thinking this way, Xie Yi began to fret over how he would live through that one year at the military academy without Ling Lan there to hold down the fort. "I hope I¡¯m just worrying over nothing!" Xie Yi could only think this way. The six of them walked out of the tform. A cooling breeze swept by, and all of them felt refreshed. Although the spaceport was a fully enclosed man-made space, it simted the natural environment on the, making people feel veryfortable. The hover car stop was right outside the tform; they arrived at it after just a few steps. Meanwhile, by this time, Ling Lan¡¯s backpack had already migrated onto Qi Long¡¯s shoulders. As Ling Lan¡¯s capable follower, how could he allow Boss to personally carry his own backpack? Freed from her luggage, Ling Lan stuck both her hands into her pockets, a carefree expression on her face. Since her follower wanted to please her, she should give him a chance to perform. Besides, she also knew that Qi Long¡¯s body, which was built like a bear, could even take on another 500 to 600 catties 5 without any trouble, which was why she could just kick back and enjoy this treatment. The hover cars of the spaceport seemed toe one after another in a never-ending stream. The six of them swiftly managed to hail two hover cars and split up into two groups, and after keying in the district they needed to go to, the hover cars zoomed off towards their destination. The whole way there, all they could see were hover cars flying at different heights. They sped and weaved among one another at an unheard tempo, the scene much as if they had entered a rhythmic world of hover cars. The First Men¡¯s Military Academy¡¯s registration point was atnding tform 99 of District-K. Once the hover cars of Ling Lan¡¯s group entered District-K, the horde of hover cars in the sky was no longer visible, and the hover car closest to theirs had already moved to keep a kilometre away from them. It was clear to see that there were really very few peopleing into District-K ¡ª this proved that the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was really not easy to get into. The hover car very quickly arrived onnding tform 99, and Ling Lan and the others disembarked. Right in front of thending tform was a gateway ¡ª to enter, one needed to have a gate pass, and this gate pass was an eptance letter from the school. Seeing this, the expressions of Qi Long and the others dimmed and they stopped walking. They knew that the time for them to part with Ling Lan was about toe; their initial excitement was now taken over by the sadness of parting. "Why did you stop?" Seeing her fivepanions stop almost simultaneously, expressions dejected, Ling Lan was snickering in her heart, but her face only revealed a vague puzzlement. "Boss ..." Qi Long was the first to speak, but he did not know what else to say. Chapter 205: I Used a Backdoor! Chapter 205: I Used a Backdoor! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "What time is the deadline for registration?" Qi Long felt unsettled meeting the gaze of Ling Lan, who was eyeing him coldly, so he immediately turned his head to ask Han Jijyun. Fine, he really just could not look at Boss and say goodbye. "Before 12!" Han Jijyun replied without even having to check. The typically careless Qi Long very easily forgot little details like these; this had made Han Jijyun develop the habit of being Qi Long¡¯s walking encyclopedia. Qi Long nced at themunicator on his wrist and saw that it was only 10:30. There was still time to hang out with Boss. At this moment, he was somewhat regretful ¡ª why hadn¡¯t he suggested they find a restful teahouse or caf¨¦ to have a nice chat before Boss had said toe here and register? If the heart moved, then action should be taken immediately; Qi Long carefully tested the waters. "Boss, why don¡¯t we find somewhere to sit and have a chat? After all, it¡¯s still quite early before the deadline of 12 o¡¯clock." Ling Lan threw a cold nce at him, "What¡¯s there to chat about? Besides, no one knows what other procedures you will have to go through after going in. What if there isn¡¯t enough time?" Qi Long found himself struck dumb by Ling Lan¡¯s words. Did he really have toe out and admit that he wasn¡¯t ready to say goodbye to Boss just yet? Qi Long, who considered himself a grown man now, felt it was beneath him to do such a childish action. The others could see that Ling Lan¡¯s heart was set, not to be changed, so even if they were in full agreement with Qi Long¡¯s suggestion to spend a little more time with Boss, they did not dare to say anything in support. Ling Lan watched as the five youths walked away, turning back to look at her with every step, faces filled with reluctance, and she almost lost hold of her coffin-face. She could not help but furrow her brow ¡ª it looked like she had not perfected her ckface yet. She still wasn¡¯t at the point where she could bepletely unfazed by anything and everything 1 . These cute expressions of her few littlepanions right now had almost cracked her icy facade ... it looked like she still needed to train it more. However, from Qi Long and the others¡¯ perspective, Ling Lan¡¯s locked eyebrows were an indicator that their boss was displeased with their maudlin disy of dragging their feet. And so, they could only harden their hearts and force themselves to stop looking back. They each took out their respective eptance letters and headed for the gateway¡¯s sensors and scanned them. "Beep! Logging information, registered First Men¡¯s Military Academy cadet, Qi Long! Please provide your proof of identity!" Following the instructions of this mechanical voice, Qi Long held out his right wrist, allowing the scanner to scan hismunicator. "Beep! Proof of identity logged. Identity verified, entrance permitted!" The doors of the gateway suddenly slid open, revealing a tunnel about a metre wide. Qi Long walked through it and the gateway closed behind him once more. Qi Long stood inside and waited for the others to enter as well. After all five of them had entered, they were just about to say their final goodbyes to Boss when they found to their shock that Boss Ling Lan had walked up to the side of the gateway. Could it be that Boss still had some instructions to pass on? The five of them waited with bated breath, but the subsequent scene caused their jaws to drop, and they continued to gape for a long while. Ling Lan took out a palm-sized card from her pocket and waved it at them. They could almost see a little devil peeping out from behind Ling Lan, smirking mischievously at them. "Beep! Logging information, registered First Men¡¯s Military Academy cadet, Ling Lan! Please provide your proof of identity!" Exactly the same as when they went through the process, the gateway recited those familiar words. They stared dumbly at Ling Lan as she calmly lifted her wristmunicator up for the sensor to scan, and then casually walked into the tunnel ... Qi Long rubbed his eyes forcefully to make sure he wasn¡¯t seeing things. Back when he had asked Ling Lan which school he had applied for, he had most definitely said it was the Windchase Mecha Service College on Aureolin, and he had also confirmed that he had been epted for enrolment. Then, why was Ling Lan all of a sudden a cadet of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy like them? What in the world was happening? Also,ing into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy just like this, will Boss¡¯s body be fine? Mind you, during the first year, all that the cadets would be learning would be some advanced and challenging physical training. Anyone with a weaker physical constitution was very unlikely to be able to bear it, not to mention someone like Boss with unhealed injuries. In his shock, Qi Long could not help but voice his doubts. Ling Lan held back her humour, and exined calmly, "This eptance letter was obtained by my dad through a backdoor. As for the first year of physical conditioning, also because of this backdoor, my dad got me exempted ..." Han Jijyun was the first to regain his bearings. It made sense ¡ª as one of the nine great generals of the Federation, Ling Xiao definitely had enough clout to get his child into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. As for the exemption ... Han Jijyun could not recall anyone ever managing that. Just as Han Jijyun was puzzling over the issue, a sudden spark of realisation shed through his mind. He gasped in shock, "Boss Lan, do you already have a military rank?" Only students who were already military officers had the right to be exempted from exams for the first year, because their physical training and evaluations would be handled fully by the military. Anyone who understood how the military divisions worked knew that the divisions¡¯ physical training and evaluations would only be tougher than the First Men¡¯s Military Academy¡¯s. Mind you, the physical training and evaluation of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy could only bebelled as a paramilitary training and evaluation. Just the prefix of ¡¯para-¡¯ was enough to show that it was weaker than real military physical conditioning. Therefore, if someone could pass the military¡¯s physical training and evaluations, then they would definitely be able the pass the military academy¡¯s physical assessments. "Hn, my dad has settled everything for me using that backdoor. I only need to focus on recovering from my injuries in the first year." The more Ling Lan borated, the more she felt like an entitled loafer. This made Ling Lan, who had always liked to let her strength do the talking, feel somewhat unsettled. It looked like one needed to have a strong heart to be an idle good-for-nothing rich kid, otherwise one just wouldn¡¯t have the proper aura for it ... "General Ling is too amazing!" Qi Long and the others had all regained their senses by now. Hearing what Ling Lan had to say, they eximed in astonishment, gazes filled with the light of idolisation, admiration, etcetera. When it came to their dear cherished idol, they werepletely blind to the fact that Ling Xiao¡¯s actions were already within the realm of abuse of power, an official misconduct. "That¡¯s wonderful! Boss, we can be together again!" In his excitement, Qi Long glomped Ling Lan and would not let go, the initial morose uncertainty in his heart vanishing without a trace. Only now did he realise that, all these years, his Boss Lan 2 had already be the pir of support in his heart. As long as Ling Lan was standing by his side, his heart would be filled with courage, confidence, and strength. Even if the path ahead was filled with countless trials and tribtions, he would be able to scream at the skies. Even if the skies of the Federation were to be ripped asunder, he would have no fear. "Boss, you¡¯re so mean! Actually tricking us!" Luo Lang did not want to be left out. He also pounced over and hugged Ling Lan and Qi Long. Draping himself over the both of them, he snuggled forcefully into the nape of Ling Lan¡¯s neck in discontentment. He did not notice that when he said ¡¯tricking us¡¯, his tone had lilted up at the end, the sounds drawn out, giving his words a sense of coquettishness. Luo Lang¡¯s voice and actions made Ling Lan shudder and push him away. "Luo Lang, don¡¯t hang on me and act cute. You should remember you are a man! A man!" By the end, a growl could be heard in Ling Lan¡¯s voice; it was clear to see how deep her resentment ran on this matter. D*mmit, why did her own voice have to be so cold, so t? Sometimes, she had tried to intentionally curl her tone of voice at the end of her sentences, trying to warm up the atmosphere, but it only came out sounding even more threatening than before ... Fine, she had now utterly given up on acting cute in this life. Her mum had not given birth to her with talent in this area; she could not force it! Luo Lang flushed, his face bing even more alluring with its pink glow. It was so pretty the others could not bear to look at him directly, all of them turning their heads away. Luo Lang said rather sadly, "Boss, when did I do that? Aren¡¯t I just being happy? Also, I¡¯m a man to begin with. It¡¯s not like I wanted to look this way ..." His eyes were blurry with a light sheen of moisture, and there was a hint of a nasal tone to his voice due to his sadness, making his retort sound soft and weak. Anyone who heard it would instantly feelpassionate, reflexively wanting to speak up andfort this cute and lovely sweetheart before them ... At this, even Ling Lan could not help but feel her face start to twitch. She pressed a hand to her forehead, trying to dispel her headache ¡ª for Luo Lang to enter the all-boys First Men¡¯s Military Academy looking like this ... was this really a smart move? All kinds of BL stories she had read in her previous life surfaced in her mind ... a boys¡¯ military school was fertile ground for cultivating homoerotic rtionships! "Little Four, control yourself!" Ling Lan¡¯s headache felt even worse. This Little Four ¡ª actually sneaking out at this moment toe and cause trouble for her ... those BL stories that had appeared in her mind earlier had all been Little Four disying the stories he had archived. "The fertile ground of homoerotic rtionships!" Little Four cheered in the mindspace. Of course, he secretly fantasized ¡ª would his boss go have a steamy gay fling at the military academy just once? Little Four started to feel excited, thinking that he had found a fun new game to y. Right then, Ling Lan could not know what Little Four was thinking. She merely threw Little Four into the learning space, packing him up so he would not be able toe out and mess with her thoughts. Looking at the teary Luo Lang, Ling Lan thought of her own situation and could not help but sigh internally. Forget it. She was already unintentionally on this road of cold and aloof dominance; having Luo Lang, who seemed to be developing unstoppably in the direction of having a face as fair as a flower and as lovely as the moon 3 , by her side, was somehow afort to her. Perhaps this was a gift from the heavens ¡ª specially gifting her a littlepanion to share her androgynous fate. This path was no longer as lonely as before! Ling Lan consoled herself. This way, she could now ept Luo Lang the way he was. And thus, Ling Lan put down the conflicted feelings she had in her heart. She walked over and patted Luo Lang on his shoulder, saying, "Then just stay like this! We only need to be ourselves!" Ling Lan¡¯s words had a double meaning, but this could not be known by the other five. Only she herself knew that she was also consoling herself as she was consoling Luo Lang. Luo Lang¡¯s feminine appearance had always been a bitter pill in his heart. Originally, Luo Lang had thought that Boss Lan would be just like his other teammates, somewhat disapproving of his looks, but unexpectedly, Boss Lan had said such a thing to him instead. He was instantly greatly moved, abruptly gripped by a profound sense of being understood. "Boss, thank you!" Boss, only you understand my true heart. Luo Lang is still the same Luo Lang as before ¡ª I won¡¯t change just because my appearance has changed! Thank you, Boss. Having your trust, even if everyone else in the world looks down on me for my looks, I will not be angry or depressed, or ever doubt myself! Luo Lang¡¯s internal frustration with his looks disappeared. He smiled joyfully, radiantly, and even more beautifully. His initially still somewhat concealed radiance was fully unleashed at this moment, causing the others to feel as if they could not look at him directly ... But all thepanions knew deep down that ¡ª Luo Lang had be stronger again! Because his charisma had risen to a whole new height! Thepanions who had grown up alongside him all knew very well that Luo Lang¡¯s capabilities and his charisma were corrted. The stronger he was, the brighter his charisma would shine! Ling Lan did not know that her inadvertent constion had let Luo Lang untie the knot in his heart. The release of the bindings caused his mental state to level up, increasing his initially secured physical skills ne once more, allowing Luo Lang¡¯s charisma to be improved and enhanced. This point would incite a great stormter on, causing their team to have a much harder time in the military academy with a never-ending string of conflicts! And this storm would also lead a cadet with very hidden depths to stumble into Ling Lan¡¯s life ... Chapter 206: Journey! Chapter 206: Journey! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The reality of Ling Lan¡¯s enrolment into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy thrilled Qi Long and the other four. Ling Lan waited for them to calm down, and then led them to enter tform 99. The moment they entered tform 99, they saw a medium-small interster spaceship parked silently on the port runway. It went without saying that this was the spaceship which would be bringing them to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. The First Men¡¯s Military Academy was famous throughout the entire Federation. Everyone knew it was situated on Edusea 1 , but its specific address was not publicly known. This was very likely a measure to protect its students, but could also be to prevent riff-raff from getting close to the school and causing trouble. Whatever the reason, the obscurity of the academy¡¯s address was an undeniable fact. The spaceship was quite a distance from them; a long and straight travetor 2 was directly connected to the entrance of the spaceship. The six of them stepped onto the travetor, and holding onto the handrail, they chatted leisurely as they were swiftly carried to the entrance of the spaceship. They then walked off the travetor, and just as they neared the cabin door, an icy voice rang out, "Please disy your boarding pass." Inside the area right after the cabin door, a fully outfitted officer was standing. He politely saluted them and began going through the necessary pre-boarding check. Ling Lan brought out that palm-sized eptance letter from her pocket and passed it to the officer. The officer reached out his right hand for it, and then lifted his left hand as well. There was a miniature device in the palm of his left hand ¡ª Ling Lan took a nce, and immediately realised that it was the Federation¡¯stest data scanner model, which was also the most portable version. Sure enough, the officer swiped Ling Lan¡¯s eptance letter across the scanner, and Ling Lan¡¯s associated data instantly appeared on the device¡¯s screen. When he saw the words ¡¯DATA MATCHED¡¯ appear, only then did the soldier return the eptance letter in his hand to Ling Lan. At the same time, the data on the scanner¡¯s screen quietly disappeared. Somewhere internal where Ling Lan could not see, her name, which had been bright white on a registration name list, instantly turned ck. Ling Lan¡¯s data had been transmitted instantaneously to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy¡¯s mainframe database to form a student file. Of course, this was also another measure by the school to prevent outsiders from sneaking in. If by any chance someone managed to forge Ling Lan¡¯s eptance letter and came to register, the registration list that already had Ling Lan¡¯s name dimmed would immediately cause the other to be withheld at the door. At the same time, the registered Ling Lan¡¯s data would be sent to the National Security Agency. The National Security Agency would then send an officer to investigate the two parties post haste to determine the truth of the matter before passing judgement. The reason for this strictness was entirely because the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was the gathering grounds of the most exceptional young talents of the entire Federation. If an enemy spy managed to infiltrate the school and sabotage the students there, the Federation¡¯sbat capability would not only be greatly reduced for about 10 years, but could even result in a discontinuation of particr legacies. This was something the Federation could not abide; therefore, the registration period for new students every year was when the National Security Agency was most pressured. After that, Qi Long and the others all passed through one after another, and then the six of them walked deeper inside the spaceship. Although it was considered a small ship, it was still ratherrge on the inside ¡ªrger than therge cruise ships of Ling Lan¡¯s previous world by 5 to 6 times. They were led by a staff member of the spaceship to arge hall. In there were many seats, but they were not arranged like the seats of aerones in her previous world, row by row. Six extremelyfortable armchairs were arranged around a round table, and this formation was repeated again and again to fill the entire hall. Ling Lan estimated that, if all the seats were filled, it would amount to 700 to 800 people. However, right now, the hall was pretty empty, not many people in there at all. It looked like it was still rather early in the registration period, so many of the students were not here yet. Ling Lan randomly chose one of the tables near the entrance of the hall and sat down, the others moving along with her. As time passed, the spaceship started to fill with students. The initially quiet hall began to grow noisy and lively as people found others familiar to them and sat together, excitement written on every youthful face. Without question, each and every one of them was full of curiosity about their new life at the military academy. Of these students, arge majority was undoubtedly from the Central Scout Academy. As they trickled in, some of them may not have noticed Ling Lan seated among them, but as the number of people increased, some sharp-eyed students finally noticed the presence of Ling Lan who should not have appeared here. Their first action then was to rush over excitedly and greet Ling Lan ¡ª the uncrowned king Ling Lan had their unquestioning deference. As more and more students from the Central Scout Academy found out that Ling Lan was present, they all would run over by themselves to greet her. This caused the gazes of all the students from the other scout academies to turn pensive, starting to wonder who this person really was. Why did he have such high repute, to inspire these other elite talents to offer their greetings voluntarily? They could see very clearly that these students had not a single bit of coercion in their demeanours; they were doing this sincerely. When they returned to their own seats, the smiles on their faces were obviously brighter than before, and their conversational manner became even more natural and at ease. It was as if just by greeting that youth, their confidence had increased. This unusual reaction caused these students who did not know Ling Lan to be cautious of her. Inbination with Ling Lan¡¯s originally cold demeanour, her expression icy and unapproachable ... no matter how you looked at it, she did not seem like someone easy to get along with. Wu Jiong¡¯s team and Li Yingjie¡¯s team entered at about the same time. Originally somewhat at odds with one another, the moment they stepped into the hall, they noticed Ling Lan seated among the other students. Theirplexions shifted minutely ¡ª Li Yingjie¡¯s face turned dark and he frowned slightly, while Wu Jiong donned an expression of pleasant surprise as he walked over and said in a raised voice, "Boss Lan!" This cry was heard by almost everyone in the hall, and caused a change toe over the expressions of those people who were already wary of Ling Lan. The words ¡¯Boss Lan¡¯ conveyed many things ¡ª strength, means, and also the ability to put pressure on them! Any student who was epted by the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was definitely the cream of the crop of all the scout academies from the various cities around Doha. In their world, they were like kings, each of them leaders of a sort. The words ¡¯Boss Lan¡¯ raised their hackles instinctively, instantly turning Ling Lan into a public adversary. Ling Lan quirked a brow and nodded, and then said calmly, "Wu Jiong, long time no see." This Wu Jiong had be really devious now! However, she had not intended to be a boss at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy anyway, so Ling Lan, who was determined to keep a low profile, did not really mind Wu Jiong¡¯s little maniption. Rather, if Wu Jiong had not shown any ambition and desire to scheme, Ling Lan was more likely to have looked down on him. "You have alsoe to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy?" Ling Lan¡¯s application to a school on Aureolin was known to almost everyone who paid attention to her. This question made all the other curious students who had been too afraid to ask perk up their ears, waiting for Ling Lan¡¯s reply. Ling Lan said breezily, "I was lucky. The military rmended me." In front of outsiders, Ling Lan made sure to protect Ling Xiao¡¯s glorious image. Although at present these people did not know Ling Xiao was her father, Ling Lan believed that this fact would not be hidden for long. Mostly because Ling Xiao, who was eager for the whole world to know he was Ling Lan¡¯s father, would definitely find an opportunity to dere his identity in front of her fellow students ... Ling Xiao had a deep resentment over how Ling Lan had kept the fact that she was Ling Xiao¡¯s child a secret from her schoolmates for so long. Thus, Ling Lan knew that the seemingly mature and wise Ling Xiao would definitely act foolishly when it came to this matter! Ling Lan¡¯s reply caused the hearts of Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie, and those in theirpany to skip a beat ¡ª but it made sense once they stopped to think about it. They themselves had been witness to Ling Lan¡¯s strength. It was reasonable to believe that the military, which had always gathered data on the top talent from the various major scout academies, would not let such an unparalleled prodigy go to waste. After exchanging a few more words, Wu Jiong led his team members away to sit at a position close to Ling Lan¡¯s table. On the other hand, Li Yingjie nodded stiffly at Ling Lan in greeting and then moved off to sit on another side. In contrast to Wu Jiong¡¯s sophisticated way of handling things, Li Yingjie was obviously much more inexperienced. Very soon, it was 12. At this time, on the four walls of the hall, four huge virtual screens appeared. On the screens, a middle-aged man with a dishevelled face and a messily put on captain¡¯s uniform appeared. The man snickered, and then said rudely, "You brats who are about to enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, I have to tell you, we are about to depart! This journey will take 2 days and 1 night. If you get hungry, on your right-hand side, is the cafeteria catering to you lot. Eat whatever you are given, no whining and backtalk! Also, on this journey, you all have to listen to me. You do what I tell you to do. Even if you are princes or geniuses outside, here, you are just the tiniest of all tiny little worms ..." The captain¡¯s arrogant words caused the expressions of everyone in the hall to change. Only Ling Lan¡¯s countenance remained unmoved; she merely continued to stare coldly at the bad-mannered, irritable spaceship¡¯s captain on the screen ... The captain seemed to notice Ling Lan¡¯s stare, for a mocking smile appeared on his lips. He swept a challenging look in her direction ¡ª though of course it could also be that he was just challenging everyone in the hall ¡ª and said, "What? You guys don¡¯t want to? That¡¯s fine. The crewmen under me just so happen to be so free they don¡¯t know what to do with themselves right now, and want to loosen their bones. I¡¯ll let them tell you lot what¡¯s the right choice to make in this situation!" Apanying the captain¡¯s words, a bevy of brutish and rowdy crewmen instantly surged out from passages at all corners of the hall to appear before the students. Their eyes were simrly filled with taunting challenge, as if eager to find any disagreeable brat so they could flex their muscles. A portion of the students was petrified by this sudden situation. The faint signs of rage on their faces slowly faded away as they made their way back to their own seats. It could be said that they were extremely rational, unwilling to be the chicken killed as a lesson to the monkeys 3 . Qi Long, who was sitting beside Ling Lan, leaned close to Ling Lan and asked quietly, "Should I go teach them a lesson?" The other party¡¯s high-handedness rubbed Qi Long the wrong way. More importantly, this scamp¡¯s fists were starting to itch for a good fight. Of course, Qi Long had also volunteered because he had confidence in himself. He had received focused instruction from Ling Lan since young, and he had also trained desperately to improve his skills in those three years when Ling Lan had not been around. Moreover, two months before this, he had also went on that high-risk inteary adventure. Having been through all this, he was no longer the unpolished fighter he had been before. Chapter 207: Scheming! Chapter 207: Scheming! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan shook her head and said, "No need. Wait and see!" The spaceship¡¯s captain must have some reason for suddenly acting this way. A memory of the manga Hunter x Hunter she had read in her previous life surfaced in Ling Lan¡¯s mind. From the moment Gon Freecss 1 got on the boat to take the Hunter Examination, the testing had already begun. "Is this a show of force to put us in our ce? Or is it, like I suspect, our first test? How interesting!" A trace of humour appeared at the corner of Ling Lan¡¯s lips. This originally dull journey had suddenly be much more intriguing. At this time, the crew members began to hurl jeers and taunts at the students, as if purposely trying to incite the students¡¯ anger and make them choose to fight. However, their efforts were all in vain, because the students all managed to restrain themselves in the end, not responding to their taunts. Frankly, this was all because Ling Lan had chosen to wait and see. Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s party¡¯s inaction, the slick Wu Jiong was naturally unwilling to make a move recklessly. And while Li Yingjie may be immature and brash, he was not brainless, so he of course knew as well that this was not the time to act rashly. Meanwhile, ever since the grand armed melee, the rest of the Central Scout Academy students 2 had gotten used to following the lead of the three major teams. Since the three major teams were biding their time, the other students naturally followed suit to observe the situation. And since arge half of the Central Scout Academy students had chosen not to do anything, the students from the other academies naturally would not be so retarded as to volunteer themselves asb rats. After all, they were all elites from various academies ¡ª they were not so simple-minded that they would blow up from some taunting. Thus, this powder keg of a scene was resolved by the silent tolerance of one side. ******** Inside the captain¡¯s room, the captain could not hold back a curse, brusquely cutting off the video feed and auditory system on his end. He turned to re at the other person in the captain¡¯s room and barked, "D*mn, do these batch of students have no bloody guts?" "They are just being rational. The provocation you arranged is too low-level. Any child with a bit of intelligence would be able to see that something wasn¡¯t right." The one who spoke was a middle-aged man dressed in a clean pressed major uniform. His air was dignified, and the flecks of white in his sideburns made him appear mature and reliable, a stark contrast against the captain¡¯s crude messiness. The major passed a bottle of white wine over with a smile. The captain harrumphed, but epted it, twisted the cap open, and began chugging it down. "Don¡¯t drink so fast. Why are you taking out your anger on yourself?" chided the major. "D*mmit, isn¡¯t there a single one of these little bastards who is more hot-tempered? After all these years, this is the first time I¡¯ve seen something like this," said the captain in frustration. Mind you, his task was to assess the students¡¯ capabilities and personalities. Provoking them right from the start had always worked very well for him, because there would always be that one or two hot-headed and impulsive brats who would jump out for him to use as an example. This would give him the opportunity to assess the students¡¯ attitudes when faced with overwhelming force. "Well, it¡¯s not that there aren¡¯t any. They¡¯ve just been restrained." The major walked over to the screen and reyed the previous footage. On the screen, they could see that there had been a few people who had stood up to protest, but they had been quickly stopped by the people beside them. The scene between Qi Long and Ling Lan was also noted by the two men. The major erged one of the images. It was one of the students from the Central Scout Academy. He was tugging on his teammate¡¯s arm, using his gaze to point out a certain direction to his teammate, as if reminding the other that he should be aware of the situation. Following the student¡¯s line of sight, the major scrolled across the image, and Ling Lan¡¯s, Wu Jiong¡¯s, and Li Yingjie¡¯s teams came into view. "Do you not notice that these students were all waiting for the reactions of these few people?" said the major, pointing at Ling Lan¡¯s area. "Tch, you think I can¡¯t see that? While I was speaking, this bunch of brats had obviously been enraged by me, but they all chose to look there at the first moment ..." The captain had noticed. "That¡¯s right. I did a brief check and these students should be from the Central Scout Academy. You too know that a whole 10% of the First Military Academy student poptiones from the Central Scout Academy. It goes without saying that within our military academy, the Central Scout Academy faction has the most members ... "But, it is also the one with the least cohesion!" The spaceship¡¯s captain¡¯s face was filled with disdain. He himself had note out from the Central Scout Academy, so he did not bear much good will for the Central Scout Academy. Even though the people who graduated from the Central Scout Academy were generally more talented and more capable than students from the regr scout academies like them, there was just too much infighting within their ranks. They were like a teful of scattered sand. "Yes. This is also why although the Central Scout Academy faction has the most people, it has never managed to be the top faction within the military academy! Forcefully being suppressed by the other scout academy factions ... this is their tragedy." These past three years in particr, the Central Scout Academy faction had been even more sluggish 3 ¡ª it had not even managed to rank within the top three. "That¡¯s not the only point. Although the students from the Central Scout Academy are all very strong and talented, in our military academy, none of them managed to be the strongest in the school. This is also why they have been unable to make their faction the number one faction." The captain bluntly pointed out the weakness of the Central Scout Academy. Even though its students were more talented and stronger than other students across the board, the one standing at the peak just wasn¡¯t any single one of them ... "True. Especially thesest three years, there wasn¡¯t a single Central Scout Academy student within the top three. Even the strongest one is just at 5th ce. Sigh, the well-established top Central Scout Academy has finally begun to decline ..." The major was affected by a wistful mncholy. Although he was not from the Central Scout Academy, his superior, mentor, and benefactor were all part of the Central Scout Academy faction. Thus, he still had a deep affection for the Central Scout Academy. "However, this year might be different." The major¡¯s initially regretful gaze became focused in a split second. The students from the Central Scout Academy were surprisingly united this time ¡ª perhaps a true king had appeared among them, earning all of the students¡¯ deference. If that was the case, the power bnce of the factions within the military academy may very well go through a momentous change with their addition. "Perhaps, the assessment this time will give us a pleasant surprise." He and the captain had never been satisfied over all these years, because the students¡¯ final decisions had never truly been the answer they wanted. "You think?" The captain, who had never thought well of the Central Scout Academy, did not think much of the students from it. Infighting was a characteristic of the Central Scout Academy from the start ¡ª could this batch really be an exception? "Then let us just wait and see!" said the major good-naturedly with augh, not at all bothered by his friend¡¯s scepticism. "Sure. But, I need to make them stop holding back as soon as possible, otherwise we won¡¯t be able to see what we want to see." A sharp light entered the captain¡¯s eyes, and a great force of presence silently began to spread. At this moment, he was no longer that rough and arrogant captain, but was more like a wild beast from the depths of the universe, powerful and dangerous! ******** Ling Lan had long known that these two days and one night would not be so peaceful, but she still could not put a finger on the reason for the captain¡¯s provocation. If this was really a test ¡ª then what were they testing for? Before she could figure anything out, an unexpected conflict urred before her eyes. The first half of the first day went by peacefully. Although the crew members would still throw in the asional taunt, the now calm students managed to resist rising to the bait. However, this peace vanished by the time night came. At dinner time, Ling Lan¡¯s group of six came to the cafeteria and ate a simple dinner. The ship provided a buffet-style meal, but the options were very limited, and the taste was not very good. Although the students were rather unhappy about it, they knew that they were now on the other¡¯s home ground, and so could only tolerate. However, there were some things that could not be resolved just by tolerating them. Very soon, when a student who had finished eating was walking out of the cafeteria, he was shoved back. Quickly, several hulking crewmen had surrounded the student. One of the crewmen rubbed at his own shoulder, demanding arrogantly for the student to kneel and apologise to him for hurting him when he had crashed into him. The student naturally would not agree to this humiliating style of apologising. He argued with logic, saying that he had been walking just fine ¡ª it was the other who had suddenly changed directions when they were about to cross each other to bump into him. He had no time at all to react, which was why the collision happened. If anyone should apologise, it should be the crew member. "Looks like, that captain has made his move!" Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed. Could it be that the other wanted to see the students¡¯bat ability? Or was he trying to see how the other students would react to this sort of scenario? "To observe coldly from the sidelines, or take on the confrontation with righteous anger? Or perhaps they are trying to assess the students¡¯ true hearts?" Ling Lan looked at Han Jijyun, an inkling of realisation in her mind. Han Jijyun also seemed to have figured something out. Without sharing a word, the frowning duo simultaneously thought of the time they had taken the enrolment tests for the Central Scout Academy. "It¡¯s exactly like the Central Scout Academy¡¯s test." Not long after, Han Jijyun smiled in realisation. "This time, the main content of the test is most probably unity!" Unlike before, Ling Lan slowly deduced the test¡¯s content. "I agree!" Han Jijyun nodded. He too felt that this was the greatest possibility. Against such arge bevy of well-built crewmen with deep bonds and great rapport, it was impossible to fight back as an individual or with the strength of several small teams. To obtain equal standing, they needed to have sufficient power to defend themselves and their rights ¡ª the weak have no right to speak ... The disadvantage of their numbers required them to band together as one unit. Of course, individual performance andbat power would also be important areas of observation ¡ª how the students united would depend on the individual abilities of several people, whilebat power was a condition to achieve equal status. Otherwise, even if they banded together, it would be a waste of energy if they did not have the strength to back it up. "Killing many birds with one stone! A great n!" Han Jijyunmented, tone admiring. The person who designed this test condition was undoubtedly a genius. ******** The major in the captain¡¯s room suddenly felt his nose itch, which caused him to sneeze loudly. He rubbed his nose and said bemusedly, "That¡¯s strange, why would I sneeze for no reason? Could the temperature regtion system be down?" "Checking ... the temperature regtion system is functioning normally. Major Wang Yi, your senses are mistaken." The ship¡¯s mainframe did a self-check in response to the major¡¯s query and swiftly replied. "Is that so? Could it be that someone is thinking of me? 4 " wondered the major. "This question ... there is no detailed data for me to analyse. Please excuse me for not being able to provide an answer!" The mainframe answered dutifully, even though it felt that the major¡¯s question was really very pointless and idiotic ... Chapter 208: Ling Lans Plan! Chapter 208: Ling Lan¡¯s n! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr By now, themotion at the cafeteria entrance had drawn many of the students¡¯ attention as they gathered around the scene. Of course, there were quite a few with angry expressions, but they still did not move recklessly. The crew members around were observing them closely ¡ª the moment the students made any strange movements, the crew would probably surge forward to show them their ce. Ling Lan nced coldly at this scene, and suddenly turned to look at Xie Yi and said, "Xie Yi, go invite Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie over!" Xie Yi¡¯s gaze brightened. "Yes!" Since Ling Lan was giving him this order, it meant that he must have acknowledged the role he had set for himself. Even though Luo Lang had said that Boss Lan already recognised him, before he received a clear response from Ling Lan, Xie Yi had still felt somewhat unsettled, afraid that Luo Lang had only been consoling him. Xie Yi was very good at diplomacy ¡ª very soon, Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie had both arrived at the cafeteria with their teams in tow. "Boss Lan, I heard you were looking for us?" Wu Jiong¡¯s expression was surprised. Ling Lan very rarely looked for him, and whenever he did, it always meant something big was about to happen, just like with the grand armed melee back then. In contrast, with an awkward expression, Li Yingjie called out in a low voice, "Boss Lan!" The pride in his bones made him reluctant to address Ling Lan this way, but ever since Wu Jiong had changed the way he addressed Ling Lan to ¡¯Boss Lan¡¯, Li Yingjie had drawn weird looks from everyone in ss-A and ss-B when he had once called Ling Lan by name directly. Even the members of his own team had stared at him strangely. This gave him no choice but to bend his proud neck and lower his head, acknowledging Ling Lan as the boss of their year through clenched teeth. Ling Lan actually did not mind how others addressed her ¡ª whether they called her Boss Lan or called her name directly, it was all fine. They were both just forms of address. She signalled for them to look towards the centre of the conflict, and asked quietly, "What do you both think?" "Eh? Him? Boss Lan, that¡¯s a student from our academy, called Peng Jiayen. He used to be in a merit ss, but managed to achieve an upset in his final year to enter ss-B, and then sessfully qualified for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. He¡¯s talented." Wu Jiong was very familiar with all the outstanding students in the academy, swiftly listing out the other¡¯s background without any trouble. Wu Jiong had just finished telling them about the student¡¯s background when the conflict escted once more. Several crew members of the ship had lost their patience. They took action ¡ª two of the crew members stepped forward in unison, attempting to grab the student and force him to his knees to apologise. Students from the Central Scout Academy were not as weak as they had imagined ¡ª sensing the threat, the student twisted his body, evading the two men¡¯s pincer attack. However, just as he finished dodging, two more crew members suddenly attacked, leaving no room for the student to evade anymore. He was instantly caught and brought under their control. This series of attacks happened in the blink of an eye. The other students on the scene did not have any time to react and that student had already been subdued by the crew. Not just that, the other side had even used pure force to push the student to his knees ... This scene caused rage to emerge on all the students faces; even the expressions of Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie, and the others with them who had just arrived could not help but change. The other side was really going too far in their bullying. Ever since they had gone through the grand armed melee, as the Central Scout Academy students had fought valiantly together to cooperatively defeat the 10th grade, they had developed a goodradeship with one another. This was unlike the other years before them whose students were mostly indifferent towards one another with clear divisions between the sses. Now, seeing one of their schoolmates who had fought alongside them being shamed this way, all the Central Scout Academy students found themselves growing angry on his behalf! Several students even reached out to help, but were forced back by the crew ... Still, the palpable agitation of the surrounding students made the crew members cautious in their continued bullying of that student. At this moment, a leading crew member said with a mocking huff, "This matter has nothing to do with all of you. It¡¯s our personal business! Those who tried to take action earlier, I forgive you all for your emotional loss of control. But if you all dare to try and help again now, don¡¯t me us for not staying polite!" That said, the crew members who had been initially been watching the show from a distance all drew in to close ranks. The crewmen had already been stronger than the students by a clear margin, and now their numbers had grown ¡ª this made many of the students begin to waver ... However, as Ling Lan, Wu Jiong, andpany were at their backs, and since they had not indicated that they were going to let this slide, the students did not retreat and disperse, merely holding their ground without taking further action. The two sides were abruptly submerged in silence in an unofficial face-off. The atmosphere became tense in an instant. "Boss Lan, we cannot just tolerate this offence!" Although Wu Jiong did not want to escte things, he also did not want to be this cowardly. By the side, Li Yingjie nodded in agreement, full of support for Wu Jiong¡¯s words. They were all prideful elites ¡ª this baseless humiliation could not be borne. Right then, a faint smile pulled on the corner of Ling Lan¡¯s lips. Her initially cold and forbidding face was not warmed much by this trace of a smile. Instead, the surrounding people who were familiar with Ling Lan only felt a deeper chill pervade their hearts. They could clearly feel the temperature emanating from Ling Lan drop by another few degrees. Ling Lan tugged lightly at her sleeves and said calmly, "Three years ago, you all apanied me in orchestrating a grand armed melee. Now, would you all still have the guts to make a big y with me?" That said, the corners of her eyes lifted slightly as she peered at them through slitted eyes and waited for their response. Ling Lan¡¯s question caused a shudder to run through Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s hearts. Wu Jiong calmed himself for a moment before asking warily, "What are you nning?" Ling Lan threw a nce at Qi Long, and Qi Long and the other four members of her team spread out to surround the three of them. Ling Lan also did not forget to instruct Little Four to scramble the surveince equipment in this area, manufacturing a false image to fool the monitors. After receiving the all clear from Little Four, in a voice only loud enough for the three of them to hear, Ling Lan said, "Takeplete control of the ship!" Wu Jiong jerked his head up to stare dumbly at Ling Lan; even Li Yingjie was so shocked by Ling Lan¡¯s words that he could only gape at her. "What? You don¡¯t dare?" Ling Lan¡¯s gaze swept over to stare at them, a trace of mockery in the corners of her eyes. Wu Jiong was after all a child from a military family. He quickly regained hisposure and asked softly, "You have confidence? That captain does not seem easy to handle." There may be many crew members, but the number of students was also nothing to scoff at. With Ling Lan¡¯s reputation and their status and capabilities, it was entirely possible to unite the Central Scout Academy students to form a resistance. The only worrisome point was that captain. The other was most definitely a Qi-Jin stage expert, if not a Domain-stage one. If Ling Lan was not injured, they might have been able to seed by attacking altogether. "Also, the ship must have a protective mecha squad. Once the mecha make a move, we won¡¯t have any chances of winning." By now, Li Yingjie had also regained his calm, and brought up the issue of the ship¡¯sbat resources. "Mecha? We just need to lock down the mecha hold and it¡¯ll be fine. Unless they want to destroy the ship to perish together, the mecha will just be essories ..." It¡¯s not like they were imcable enemies, determined to kill each other; the other side would definitely never mobilise their mecha squad. Ling Lan¡¯s words enlightened Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie. They were the new students of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, the warriors who would protect the nation in the future ¡ª the people on this ship would never dare to truly harm them, so they really did not have anything to fear. Of course, this did not exclude the possibility that this ship had been sent by the enemy. But if that was the case, things would not end well for them even if they did not fight back. Thus, they might as well take the risk and perhaps win a chance of survival. Wu Jiong¡¯s heart began to pound. If they truly managed to take control of the entire ship, this would definitely be an unprecedented miracle, for he believed that the previous cadets would never have dared to attempt this ... his palms began to sweat, and his face turned somewhat red from his excitement. Simrly, Li Yingjie also figured it out. He shared a look filled with irrepressible excitement with Wu Jiong, and then they both turned as one to nod solemnly at Ling Lan. They would take this wild gamble together with Ling Lan. Seeing the both of them agree, Ling Lan let out an internal sigh of relief. Although she had confidence in herself, without the support of Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie, this grand and ambitious endeavour would undoubtedly be much more difficult. Ling Lan immediately let Little Four create a tactical map with the crew members¡¯ positions plotted on it and sent a copy each to Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie. After that, she swiftly outlined her n. Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie nodded repetitively as they listened, their eyes shining brighter and brighter. What they had initially thought would be a campaign with very small chances of sess changed into a real possibility under Ling Lan¡¯s clever nning. It looked like what Ling Lan had said about taking control of the ship was not a brash and foolhardy attempt, but an idea formed through careful consideration. Otherwise, he would not have this detailed tactical map ready at hand. It looked like while they had been stewing in their forced tolerance, Ling Lan had already been making preparations for her next move. Although they did not know how Ling Lan had obtained this tactical map with all the positioning of the crew, they believed that this map was real. They had taken a quick nce at several spots as noted on the map, and had found that those crew members had pretty much been standing right where the map said they would be ... Wu Jiong¡¯s admiration towards Ling Lan rose once again, a strange bitterness rising in his mouth at the same time ¡ª he could once again feel the huge gap between Ling Lan and himself. Whether it was in terms of strategy or in terms of mental state, he was weaker than Ling Lan by too much. He too had been equally unhappy with the captain¡¯s attitude during his wee speech and the myriad taunts of the crew, but he had only chosen to tolerate all the way, only thinking to safely get through these 2 days and 1 night. Even when he saw a schoolmate being bullied and shamed for no reason, although he was indignant, he had still only been thinking of how to help that student get through that particr trial and let the matter die down ... yes, in his mind, even as he thought of ways to help his own schoolmate, he was also keeping in mind that he should do his best not to offend the other party, because this was their territory ... But Ling Lan was different. The fact that his preparations were so thorough meant that Ling Lan had been thinking of taking control of the entire ship from the start. He had never even entertained the idea of just tolerating the crew¡¯s abuse in silence. Perhaps Ling Lan¡¯s way of thinking was extremely radical, but godd*mn was it exciting! It made his heart race ¡ª this was what a man should do ... he truly could not match up to Ling Lan! Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie led their respective teams away from the scene to carry out their tasks. As the two left, their expressions were extremely interesting. In contrast to Wu Jiong¡¯s bitter resignation, Li Yingjie¡¯s expression was undoubtedly much moreplex. All kinds of envy-jealousy-hate shed across it, only to end in a helpless sigh as he left downcast ... Finding that the person he wanted to ovee was so unassably strong on all fronts, no matter how proud or unyielding Li Yingjie was, he could only let go of hispetitive spirit. He knew now that he could no longer rival Ling Lan in this life, because he had already lost the courage to fight against Ling Lan. Just thinking of a head on battle with the other made his heart feel unimaginably weak and feeble. Chapter 209: Move! Chapter 209: Move! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie left the cafeteria silently with their teams, Qi Long approached Ling Lan and said, "Boss, what do we do next?" With his capabilities, he had naturally heard Ling Lan¡¯s speech on taking control of the ship as well ¡ª though of course this was also because Ling Lan had no intention of hiding it from him to begin with. Qi Long was thoroughly fired up by Ling Lan¡¯s n, ready to move. This was his boss, forever daring to do what others would not dare to do! Qi Long¡¯s heart was bursting with pride! "You are required here to hold the fort. Dy for us as long as possible ¡ª attract and hold the crew¡¯s attention," instructed Ling Lan in a low voice. Qi Long¡¯s task was very important. ording to her n, it would be best if Qi Long could fish out the captain from his room. "Later, first let Luo Lang step up to help Peng Jiayen! You stay put and keep an eye on things. Wait for my final order!" Ling Lan¡¯s expression was extremely serious. Whether or not things would go smoothly on their end depended on the situation here with Qi Long; she hoped everything would turn out well. "Got it, Boss!" Qi Long replied solemnly. "Xie Yi!" "Here, Boss!" Xie Yi replied hurriedly. "While Luo Lang is holding everyone¡¯s attention, you go and gather all the students of ss-A and ss-B from the cafeteria, and get them toe back to the main hall. Remember, do it stealthily. If you can¡¯t, it¡¯s better not to move at all than to move recklessly!" Their n did not have many steps, but each step required finesse. Moreover, Ling Lan did not want the students to leave the cafeteria en masse ¡ª this would make those crew members suspicious. "Understood, Boss," replied Xie Yi somewhat nervously. Ling Lan¡¯s request was not easy; his task would definitely be very challenging. However, Xie Yi did not want to disappoint Ling Lan. After assigning these tasks, Ling Lan brought Lin Zhong-qing and Han Jijyun with her out of the cafeteria into the main hall. Right now, there was already a significant number of Central Scout Academy students gathered there. They were almost all ss-A and ss-B people. While she had been arranging things with Qi Long and the others, it seemed that Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie had not been idle. Seeing Ling Lan appear, the spirits of all these students rallied, fighting spirit filling their eyes. Earlier, back when Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie had called them out, they had told them that Boss Lan was going to lead them in ying a grand game today. Everyone was wondering what this ¡¯grand game¡¯ was referring to; many of them were guessing whether it would be like the grand armed melee, but against the crew. Thinking of the possibility, their blood began to boil with excitement. Ever since the grand armed melee, they had not encountered a stage as thrilling as that again. They had really missed that feeling. Furthermore, they did not have a favourable impression of the ship¡¯s captain and the crew ¡ª it could perhaps even be said that they hated them. As such, they were extremely willing to engage the crew in a vigorous battle. Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie were currently staking out a corner each, quite a crowd gathered around each of them. When they saw Ling Lan enter the room, they nodded at her silently, signalling to her that they were ready. However, Ling Lan did not say anything in response nor signal the attack. Instead she walked back to her seat and sat down, at the same time telling the others to do the same. "Watch the show for now!" Just as everyone took a seat, baffled, rousing cheers rang out from the cafeteria, along with bellows of rage from the crew. A Central Scout Academy student ran into the hall, shouting, "Luo Lang has attacked!" Luo Lang¡¯s actions represented the decision of the uncrowned king, Ling Lan. He would not bow his head to the opponent. It was just like with the grand armed melee back then ¡ª he would rather fight valiantly, never submitting even if he might lose terribly. Everyone turned to look with expectant faces at the seated Ling Lan, waiting for him to give the order. "Wait a little longer!" Ling Lan nced at hermunicator and said calmly. At this time, several ss-A students were trickling in from the cafeteria. When they saw the group assembled within the hall, pleasant surprise shed through their eyes. However, they remembered Xie Yi¡¯s warning, so they did not react outwardly. They made their way almost casually to Ling Lan¡¯s side, demeanours natural as they found empty armchairs to sit in. It was as if they did not know one another, or perhaps were not very close; everyone treated each other indifferently. Right then, Ling Lan appeared at ease, but she was in fact anxiously collecting data on the situation around the whole ship with Little Four. Little Four was very reliable. He had already managed to infiltrate the mainframe to use its surveince systems to monitor the entire spaceship. He then marked the danger zones and areas where the crew were gathered on a map, to facilitate Ling Lan¡¯s subsequent actions. At this time, on the ship, almost everyone¡¯s attention was focused on the cafeteria. Even the captain in the captain¡¯s room was also focused intently on the conflict in the cafeteria, only checking on the students in the main hall every once in a while. However, by now, the video feed the captain was seeing was an edited version by Little Four. In his screen, there were only a small few within the main hall, and those few were scattered loosely around the hall with no signs of grouping together. Meanwhile, Little Four ced the people ¡¯missing¡¯ from the hall within the feed of the cafeteria. In this way ¡ª in and out, plus and minus ¡ª Little Four managed to conceal the movement of the students and the true situation in the main hall. Soon, there were over a hundred people gathered around Ling Lan. Ling Lan finally gave Little Four the signal to let Qi Long make his move! ******** Inside the cafeteria, the standoff between the two sides had been broken due to Luo Lang¡¯s interference. The crew members turned to anger in their shame, and tried to band together to mob Luo Lang. But who was Luo Lang? He was the third rank on the verge of obtaining second rank (Ling Lan excluded)! Although he might still be a distance away from Qi Long, he was about the same level as Wu Jiong. If not for the fact that Wu Jiong¡¯sbat style countered his, he would not have had to bear the frustration of being the academy¡¯s third rank. After Luo Lang beat off the third batch of crewmen who wanted to teach him a lesson, he was beginning to feel the strain. The crew members were all very strong and capable ¡ª if they had not been intent on subduing him without harming him, he might very likely have not been able to fend off these three batches. "Tsk! Actually being beaten by a littledy. You all are such a disgrace!" Along with this voice, a young man appeared at the entrance to the cafeteria. His hairstyle was stylish, his expression mocking, his gaze wicked as he ogled at Luo Lang, making Luo Lang feel extremely ufortable. When the crew saw the young man, they called out in unison, "Leader!" It was unexpected that this crew member who looked to be the youngest of them all was actually their leader. Luo Lang and the waiting Qi Long both frowned in silent ord, caution rising in their hearts. "Tch tch tch, who knew there would be such an exquisite item ... why don¡¯t you warm my bed tonight?" said the young man predatorily, as if having discovered some great thing. "Shut up, bastard!" screamed Luo Lang in response, his face turning red with anger from the other¡¯s offensive words. But this angry appearance only made him even more enchantingly gorgeous! The lovely picture he made stunned all the crew members present. If their hearts and minds had been less steady, they might really have be bewitched by Luo Lang. A keen light shed through the young man¡¯s eyes, but he continued to mock irreverently, "Asking me to shut up? Then, you are inviting me to take action instead?" That said, with a quick dash, he was reaching out his fingers towards Luo Lang¡¯s jaw. It could be called an attack, but could also be called an attempt at molestation. The other¡¯s action caused Luo Lang to be even angrier. He immediately blocked the other¡¯s fingers, kicking out fiercely with his right leg at the same time. "Whump!" The other reacted quickly as well, blocking Luo Lang¡¯s attack with a leg of his own. The two of them retreated two steps back ¡ª it looked like it was a draw. The students cheered with raised arms for Luo Lang¡¯s impressive performance, but only Qi Long frowned lightly once more. He knew that the other¡¯s capability was likely slightly better ¡ª Luo Lang would have a tough fight now. Luo Lang too knew this very well. The rage consuming his heart was abruptly pushed aside, his entire being bing cool and collected. This ability to swiftly adjust his emotional state made the young man¡¯s eyes light up, eximing in wonder in his heart. Who knew that this girlish youth before his eyes was actually so proficient at controlling his emotions? Just a moment ago he was still raging at the skies, and now, in the blink of an eye, he had be so calm andposed. The young man greatly admired this smooth transition and control. It should be known that unstable emotions would affect one¡¯s ability to perform ¡ª it was possible that it could add to one¡¯s strength, but it was much more likely to cause weakness instead. "This punk!" Qi Long¡¯s initially furrowed brow eased. He had not expected Luo Lang to be so daring, actually activating his innate talent right now. Mind you, Luo Lang¡¯s innate talent was very dangerous ¡ª it was entirely possible to unleash a dark character instead. It was considered an unstable innate talent, and Luo Lang typically would not activate it. It was probable that Luo Lang was feeling pressured by the task Boss Lan assigned to him. Now, with the addition of an opponent stronger than him, unwilling to just admit defeat, Luo Lang had chosen to take the risk and activate his innate talent. Undoubtedly, Luo Lang¡¯s luck today was exceedingly good. The character his activation brought out turned out to be his cool persona, which was extremely suited for battle. This made Luo Lang¡¯sbat power rise exponentially ¡ª even Qi Long now was unsure whether he could beat Luo Lang under the influence of this persona. Luo Lang and the young leader shed again, and this time, Luo Lang was again pushed back by two steps, but the young leader retreated a whole four steps. This made the leader¡¯s expression shift. From thatst crossing of blows, he could already clearly sense the sudden increase in his opponent¡¯s strength. The youth who had initially been slightly weaker than him had suddenly be stronger than him by a hair, putting him at a disadvantage. "What kind of abnormality is this?!" The young leader could not help but wonder silently. Mind you, he had always been called a prodigy, which was why he could enter the optimal peak of Refinement at such a young age, now just one insight and one chance short of entering Qi-Jin stage. In contrast, the opponent had originally been at the peak level of Refinement, but had suddenly shot up to a half step into Qi-Jin ... yes, it was a level even closer to Qi-Jin than optimal peak. He had believed the level to be a myth, but it had unexpectedly appeared in reality, and he had just encountered it. In the captain¡¯s room, the captain saw the young leader and Luo Lang¡¯s fight, and his eyes lit up. "Good. This brat may look like a sissy, but his explosive power is astonishingly horrifying. Lil¡¯ Ghost has met his match." In the time it took him to say this, Luo Lang and the young leader had exchanged several more moves. Currently, the leader was beginning to have trouble keeping up with Luo Lang¡¯s moves. Everyone could see that the young leader was the one who was disadvantaged; this reality caused the faces of the crew members at the scene to change ... Right then, Qi Long received a message from Ling Lan. "Move!" Without thinking, Qi Long darted out like an arrow, throwing his right fist straight at the young leader who was busily blocking Luo Lang¡¯s attacks. Chapter 210: The Operation Begins! Chapter 210: The Operation Begins! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Qi Long¡¯s speed was very fast, moving almost between blinks. Because the young leader was currently fully focused on Luo Lang, he was not on guard against a sneak attack from Qi Long. Thus, Qi Long¡¯s unexpected strike hit the other square in the face, and the young leader was sent flying by this one punch to crash heavily to the ground ... "Leader!" The crew members on the scene cried out in shock. They were shocked that their leader had been struck down with just one punch, and also furious at the other side¡¯s shameless sneak attack. Seeing this, Luo Lang stopped attacking and stood to a side. He cast a discontented nce at Qi Long. "I could have handled him." This one nce was unimaginably flirtatious 1 ! Qi Long seemed oblivious ¡ª he only lifted up his right hand to reveal themunicator on his wrist. Luo Lang instantly understood ¡ª Boss Lan¡¯s orders must have arrived. ******** "Right now, the one that attacked, is he that youth¡¯s team leader?" In the captain¡¯s room, the major¡¯s interest was piqued by Qi Long who had abruptly attacked. "He should be!" said the captain, frowning. He rather disliked this sneak attack method of Qi Long¡¯s. ******** Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, five or six furious crewmen leapt at Qi Long, prepared to teach this despicable punk a lesson. Qi Long stood his ground, ring coldly at these crewmening at him. Right before they could touch his body, he gave a great bellow, the Qi-Jin in his body circting rapidly as he stomped the ground heavily with his left foot. With the rebound force produced, he sprang into the air, and let loose with both legs ... "Bam!" "Bam!" "Bam!" ... Consecutive sounds of bodies being kicked rang out, and these crewmen were sent flying back like flower petals being scattered by a heavenly flower girl 2 . They fell heavily to the ground and tumbled to the side. One of the crewmen even ended up being bowled in Luo Lang¡¯s direction. Facing this sudden human projectile, Luo Lang shifted one small step, and with a slight twist of his body, the crewman grazed by him to crash into the ground ... At this moment, the young leader had already got back on his feet. Seeing Qi Long knocking down these crew members so easily, he could not help but exim with a dark expression, "Qi-Jin stage!" These three words were hissed through clenched teeth. He would never have thought that such a monster would be concealed within this batch of new cadets. A 16-year-old at Qi-Jin stage ... this was absolutely a legendary existence. "Qi-Jin stage? How can this be?" The captain, who had been paying close attention to the situation in the cafeteria in his room, heard what the young leader said and could not help but shout. The major smiled wryly, "Perhaps, the Central Scout Academy has been so quiet for so many years because they were focused on cultivating this monster ..." Ye Yifan, are you preparing youreback now? "The military academy may really be in for an upheaval," sighed the major. "If the other is really at Qi-Jin stage, Lil¡¯ Ghost is definitely no match for him!" said the captain with a grim countenance, "I must go and see." He could not afford to let the boat capsize in a ditch 3 . Failing to teach these fresh cadets a lesson, while his capable subordinates were beaten so badly they fell into a funk in the end. "Mm, it¡¯s time for you to go quell the situation." The major was in full agreement. If they did not suppress that Qi-Jin stage fresh cadet, their test was likely to be nipped in the bud, for those students would definitely no longer have any fear of them. "Don¡¯t worry, I will teach him a good lesson. On my turf, no one has ever dared be this cocky." That said, the captain departed from his room. The captain¡¯s movement was immediately reported by Little Four to Ling Lan. Ling Lan clenched a victory fist internally, mentally cheering a loud ¡¯YES¡¯ ¡ª they had finally managed to hook the captain out of his room 4 ... However, they still needed to wait a little longer ... Ling Lan held back the excitement in her heart. Her expression extraordinarily calm, she remained still in her seat, closely monitoring the captain¡¯s progress. At this time, some of the students in the hall not from the Central Scout Academy were extremely curious over therge assembly of around 100 students around Ling Lan. One of them slunk up to a Central Scout Academy student right on the fringes of the group and asked softly, "I want to ask, what¡¯s the n behind so many of you gathering here?" The Central Scout Academy student was actually not very clear why Ling Lan had called them all here ¡ª he only knew that it would definitely be something big and exciting. He smiled apologetically at the student who asked, but did not reply verbally. Seeing that the Central Scout Academy student had no intention of sating his curiosity, the other student could only give up and return back to hispanions. "Did you get any news?" asked one of hispanions softly. That students shook his head regretfully, but said firmly, "There must be some plot. They just do not want to let us know." He looked towards a pensive-looking youth, and could not help but ask him, "Third Elder Brother, what should we do now?" The pensive youth was startled out of his thoughts by this question. He frowned as he lifted his head, and throwing a nce in Ling Lan¡¯s direction, he said, "Wait! So many people won¡¯t suddenly disappear. We¡¯ll definitely find out what they¡¯re up to in the end. " Over this past half of the day, he had basically figured out that these students were all from the Central Scout Academy. In the past, the students of that academy had always been the object of their envy-jealousy-hate, but from now on, they were all standing at the same starting line. And it was for precisely that reason that he was unwilling to be excluded by these prodigies at this juncture ... "Okay, we¡¯ll do what you say, Third Elder Brother." These few people had only managed to qualify for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy because of him, so they were very deferential to him, willing to follow his will in all things. ******** When Ling Lan confirmed that the captain had entered the branch passage heading to the cafeteria, she knew that the time to act had arrived. She abruptly stood up, swept her gaze across the students around her, and said softly, "The game begins! Don¡¯t ask any questions. Just follow your own team leaders. A bitter on, they will exin what exactly we are nning to do." Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie nodded at Ling Lan, and then they led 30 over people into passages in two different directions, leaving the main hall ... a majority of the team members followed their team leaders, nonplussed, but the ten or so team leaders present all knew what they needed to do. The passage that Wu Jiong chose was headed for the engine room ¡ª he needed to gain control of the engine room as soon as possible. It should be known that once the power was cut in the engine room, the spaceship would enter a paralysed state where all its systems would be unable to run normally. To take control of the ship, this ce was indispensable. Due to the great importance of the engine room, Ling Lan had given this challenging task to Wu Jiong. Meanwhile, Li Yingjie was headed for the living quarters of the crew. They needed to suppress the crew members inside at soonest notice. They could not allow the crew members to catch their breath and gather together to fight back. Ling Lan swept her gaze over the remaining people in the room, and said coldly, "Follow me!" She led the way out of the main hall, Han Jijyun and Lin Zhong-qing close behind her. The remaining students looked at each other in excitement, and then hurried to keep up, not daring to dawdle. Ling Lan¡¯s task was the heaviest. The path she chose required them to take control of two ces, one of which was the spaceship¡¯s central control room. Mind you, all the facilities and procedures were coordinated and controlled from there. These included the power system, the gravitational system, the surveince system, the weapons system, the mecha system, detection system, etcetera. All these systems were monitored and controlled by specialised staff. Ling Lan could still ignore the other systems, but to lock down the doors of the different sections, one needed to take control of that room. Although Ling Lan was sure that the spaceship¡¯s side would not mobilise their mecha, Ling Lan decided to eliminate all possibility of that happening anyway. Therefore, Ling Lan decided to take control of the central control room and seal off the mecha hold where all the mecha were being kept so the other party would have no chance to even get close to the mecha! Besides this ce, the other ce they needed to take control of was the captain¡¯s room behind the central control room. The core of the ship¡¯s mainframe was there ¡ª only by taking control of the captain¡¯s room could they crack the mainframe¡¯s authority and gain the right of control, thus truly obtaining the ship¡¯s control rights. Originally, the captain¡¯s room was the hardest to conquer because the most capable captain was stationed there. However, due to Ling Lan¡¯s nning, this was no longer a problem. This made it much easier for Ling Lan and the students to gain the control rights of the spaceship. Although the difficulty seemed much reduced, Ling Lan still did not let down her guard ¡ª because Little Four had warned her that there was still one person in the captain¡¯s room, and Ling Lan was unclear on that mysterious person¡¯s capabilities. This added a certain degree of uncertainty to their n. In the main hall, very soon, there was not a single Central Scout Academy student left. "Third Elder Brother, which team should we follow?" One of the members of the group which had been watching Ling Lan andpany closely could not help but ask anxiously. "This one!" The one they called ¡¯Third Elder Brother¡¯ still remembered who the head of that group was ¡ª it was that student who everyone reverentially called Boss Lan. He had the most interest in him. This group of people carefully trailed behind Ling Lan¡¯s party, slowly following it deeper into the passageway. Ling Lan¡¯s party very quickly divided themselves intobat units, three to a team for a total of 12 teams. The odd man out, Ling Lan, was a solo team on her own. Every time they came to the hiding spot of a crew member, they handled it by pitting one team against one opponent. To begin with, these students were exceptional prodigies of the Central Scout Academy; theirbat prowess was not weak. On top of that, pitting three-man teams against each crew member let them breeze through all the way, bringing down all the concealed sentries without causing much of a stir. However, they soon met an unforeseen incident. Perhaps the smooth sailing caused the Central Scout Academy students to somewhat lose their focus ¡ª when it came to the twelfth batch of sentry crewmen, they bumped into a tough nut to crack. A three-man attack actually did not manage to put down the opponent. That person reacted quickly ¡ª he did not choose to fight back, instead moving towards the hidden warning rm in his hand. Just when everyone¡¯s expressions changed, silently screaming ¡¯oh shit¡¯, that person¡¯s hand halted abruptly right before it could touch the button. Then, there was a sh of a silhouette, and that person was down on the ground. Only then did the students notice that Ling Lan, who had been watching their backs at the nk, had finally made a move. With lightning speed, she had struck the opponent unconscious. Ling Lan swept a cold look over all of them, and the small team which had made a mistake automatically ducked their heads, cold sweat breaking out all over their bodies. "Be more alert!" These three cold words let the three-man team breathe out a sigh of relief even as they felt consumed by shame. "Yes!" The three of them answered quietly. They silently reminded themselves that they definitely could not lose focus and make such a mistake again, and lose face. They did not want to see Ling Lan¡¯s disappointed gaze. Ling Lan¡¯s greatness had already be rooted in their hearts after 10 years of umtion and reinforcement. They believed that Ling Lan would definitely reach the pinnacle of strength; thus, they hoped to keep following Ling Lan. This was a wish born out of a deep admiration from the heart ... Chapter 211: New Members! Chapter 211: New Members! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The three youths moved all of the unconscious sentry crewmen into one of the ship¡¯s rooms and locked it. Without someone to input the passcode on the panel outside, the people inside the room would not be able to get out. Ling Lan also did not forget to let Little Four disable theirmunicators, preventing the possibility of any of the opponents revealing their n if they woke up earlier than expected. By now, the students following Ling Lan could tell what Ling Lan¡¯s objective was. Although it sounded insane, everyone¡¯s blood was boiling at the thought. No one chose to withdraw, instead bing even more excited, believing that this was truly what they should do ... They were youths who had just stepped out from the scout academy, and were right in their rebellious phase. They had countless fanciful dreams ¡ª they were still hot-blooded youths filled with boundless courage. They wanted to make something of themselves and were willing to put in the effort to do it, whatever the cost may be. Still wet behind the ears 1 , they had no fear. As young men, their wings of freedom had yet to be bound by reality ... Thus, their only thought now was that as long as they kept following Boss Lan before them, they could achieve things they never thought possible ¡ª insane things they never would have dreamed of ... and all this was precisely what fed their confidence and pride! "Third Elder Brother, they, they, they¡¯ve gone mad! Completely crazy!" When the group trailing Ling Lan¡¯s party from afar finally saw what Ling Lan¡¯s party was doing, they were instantly scared sh*tless 2 . Some of them were so scared that their bodies had even begun to tremble. From the perspective of these students, Ling Lan¡¯s party¡¯s actions were undoubtedly a major crime of insubordination ¡ª actually daring to attack the people sent to escort them to their school ... Had they given up on studying at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy?! "Third Elder Brother, let¡¯s quickly tell the ship¡¯s crew. We must stop them. What they¡¯re doing will ruin our pathway to the military academy. They must be lunatics." A member suggested informing the ship¡¯s men, thinking that stopping Ling Lan¡¯s party¡¯s insane actions was the right thing to do. "Idiot! Shut your mouth!" barked Third Elder Brother, "What do you all know?" Third Elder Brother looked ahead at where the figures had already disappeared and a gleam of intense light shed across his eyes. Although attacking the crew seemed to be such an unthinkable act, the immediate impression being that the perpetrators must be mad ... after giving the matter a little more thought, it was not necessarily so. Mulling it over, from the very start of the journey, the captain¡¯s introduction had been filled with provocation, and the crew¡¯s attitudes had been even worse, their speech full of all kinds of contempt, mocking, taunts, and insults. Even with the students¡¯ clear tolerance and giving way, the other side had not let it rest, purposefully forcing that confrontation in the cafeteria, intentionally humiliating that student ... all of this was testing the bottom line of the students. In other words, this ship, from the captain to its crew, had never intended to make nice with them from the very beginning. Even if they tolerated again and again, the oppression and humiliation would have just gotten worse and worse, until the students could not take it anymore and exploded ... this would have been the inevitable oue. In that case, why shouldn¡¯t they go ahead and address the root of the problem? That person must be thinking this way, which was why he was doing this! Admiration shone from Third Elder Brother¡¯s eyes. How daring was he to be able to make this decision? 3 And how great must his charisma be to be able to convince up to 100 students to willingly take this risk with him? His thoughts went back to the cafeteria ¡ª the other Qi-Jin stage student, he too was an astounding existence. What role did he have to y in this? "He should be attracting everyone¡¯s attention, providing cover for their operation! The person who designed this n is not just bold, but also very meticulous!" Third Elder Brother had always been a smart guy; he very quickly figured things out. A wave of bitterness surged in his heart ¡ª he had once thought he was good enough to challenge these elites once they entered the military academy, but now from the looks of it, he had taken things too lightly. Just this Boss Lan alone ¡ª whether in terms of scheming and guts, or realm 4 ¡ª was just too far away from him. "Third Elder Brother, they will definitely fail. That captain is most definitely super strong ¡ª they absolutely won¡¯t be able to beat him. If we go with them, we will be mistaken as part of them ..." reminded a member. "So what if we¡¯re together? D*mmit, how can we sit out of such an awesome thing? Although we¡¯re not Central Scout Academy students, don¡¯t forget, we¡¯re also graduates of a scout academy, cadets of the military academy just like them ..." said Third Elder Brother. "If they fail, we will still be mocked and tormented by those crew members. We might as well join them and let the scales tip as far as it can in our favour ... it¡¯s a waste of youth not to take crazy risks. I have decided to take the gamble, what about the rest of you?" Third Elder Brother felt his heartbeat speeding up, his blood starting to boil ¡ª even though failure would bring nothing good, but what if they managed to seed? This was definitely an incident that would shock the military academy ¡ª perhaps even up to the entire Federation! He bloody did not want to miss this. "Third Elder Brother¡¯s decision is my decision!" His most loyal team members dered. "Since you all have decided, then I¡¯ll of course join in ..." Although there were still a few people on the team who hesitated, seeing that most of the members had agreed to fight it out, they could only grit their teeth and jump in since they did not want to hold their team back. The team finally came to an ord. Meanwhile, Ling Lan¡¯s party had already disappeared into the passage ahead. Third Elder Brother made his members hurry up ¡ª if they were left behind by the other, then they would not be able to pitch in even if they wanted to. Third Elder Brother was in the lead, and just whilst they were hurrying on their way, a cold and somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out by his ear. "Since you all are interested, thene along!" Third Elder Brother¡¯s footsteps abruptly stopped. His face shifted slightly, because he had identified the voice ¡ª it was the voice of that youth called Boss Lan. The other team members were baffled by his sudden stop, and Third Elder Brother was suddenly heard to say, "Gao Jinyun, I look forward to working with you." "Ling Lan, wee to the team!" The cold voice responded swiftly. As expected, it was that Boss Lan. "Boss, what are you mumbling to yourself for?" The team members were creeped out by Gao Jinyun¡¯s strange behaviour. One of the team members could not help but speak up to ask. Gao Jinyun did not respond, only saying, "Hurry up and move forwards!" "Ah? We¡¯ll be discovered by the team ahead if we move too fast," said a member worriedly. "They have already discovered us a long time ago. Just now, they were just inviting us to join them." Gao Jinyun finally exined why he had been muttering to himself. "So hurry up! No more chit chat!" said Gao Jinyun moodily. That Boss Lan actually possessed the ability to transmit verbal messages from a distance ¡ª what ability was this? Could it be a type of spiritual mutation? "..." Gao Jinyun¡¯s words made everyone speechless. Who could have guessed that they had already long been discovered by the other party despite their caution? Thinking back, if they had decided back then to go tell on them, they may have been mercilessly attacked by the other party, ending up shoved into a small dark room just like those incapacitated crew members had been. At this thought, the members could not help but look at Gao Jinyun gratefully. Once again, it was proven that following Third Elder Brother was not wrong. The moody Gao Jinyun never would have known that his team members¡¯ trust in him would increase once more because of this. They even decided in their hearts that after this, no matter what decision Gao Jinyun made, they would agree unconditionally. This gave him a bunch of stubbornly united team members. In the future, this unity would be what allowed his team to perform exceptionally, securing their spot as the second main force of Ling Lan¡¯s entourage ... "Boss, I did pretty good, right?" Little Four smugly begged for praise from Ling Lan in the mind-space. Earlier, he had used the advanced technology of the learning space to convert Ling Lan¡¯s voice into coded supersonic waves which could only be sessfully received by the specified person. Ling Lan said nonchntly, "Not bad at all! Little Four, keep it up!" Honestly though, Ling Lan really thought what Little Four did was unnecessary. There had really been no need to make things soplicated ¡ª he had just needed to transmit her voice through the sound systems already within the ship and let it out within the vicinity of the other group. Even if the message was heard by a few more people, so what? Still, she would not burst Little Four¡¯s bubble and discourage him. Since Little Four had the interest to do it, then she would leave him to it, as long as he did not find it troublesome. "However, don¡¯t forget to cover us. The opponent must not discover our movements!" Ling Lan reminded worriedly. She was just afraid that Little Four would get too caught up in his y and forget his main task. The reason why their path had gone so smoothly, not being discovered by the central control room despite taking out so many sentries, was all because Little Four had created fake video feeds, showing the opponent that everything was going on as normal. "Got it, Boss!" Little Four said, disgruntled. Would he make such a low-level mistake? Why did Boss always ignore what he said? He was a god of the virtual world! He could handle this type of small case without any errors even if he were asleep ... Leaving aside Little Four¡¯s grumbles within the mind-space, at this time, the other people in Ling Lan¡¯s party had also sensed Gao Jinyun¡¯s party¡¯s movements. When Han Jijyun heard the soft susurration of footstepsing from behind them, his expression could not help but change. The footsteps sounded rather disorganised, so it looked like the iing people would not be few. Had they been discovered by the ship¡¯s crew? The other students also began to be restless. Lin Zhong-qing turned to look at Ling Lan, asking her whether he should lead some people over to hold them off. Only then did Ling Lan speak up to exin, "Don¡¯t worry, they are our allies!" Hearing this, the hearts of everyone there rxed instantly. The initially tense atmosphere dissipated as they patiently waited for Gao Jinyun¡¯s party to catch up. The moment Gao Jinyun approached Ling Lan¡¯s party, he could see everyone stopped there waiting for his party. Thirty pair of bright eyes stared at them in unison, making him feel a tremendous pressure. "We are students from Huoyun City 5 Scout Academy. I am called Gao Jinyun ..." Gao Jinyun straightened his attitude, and began introducing his party to the other. "We¡¯ll do full introductionster. Jijyun, go arrange it!" Ling Lan coolly interrupted Gao Jinyun, and then immediately turned to head into the depths of the passage. The students did not dare to dawdle, following closely ... Gao Jinyun reflexively rubbed his nose, silently noting to himself that this Boss Lan was really hard to talk to ... With the addition of Gao Jinyun¡¯s party, Ling Lan¡¯s party now had more than 40 people. As they did not know the capabilities of Gao Jinyun¡¯s party, Han Jijyun did not split the teams, grouping everyone together as one team to move together. This column of people did not meet any other unexpected issues along the way. Finally, they neared Ling Lan¡¯s first objective, the spaceship¡¯s central control room. Chapter 212: Disguised Infiltration! Chapter 212: Disguised Infiltration! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan halted, and with a flick of her right arm, the Central Scout Academy students moved with utmost cooperation, dashing to one side to stick closely to the passage walls. Gao Jinyun¡¯s party was off by a beat, but they did not mess up. Some of their members just did not dodge as adeptly as the students from the Central Scout Academy, seeming somewhat clumsy inparison. This directparison showed the difference in skill levels instantly; Gao Jinyun¡¯s face felt hot with shame. He silently decided that when he entered the academy, he would definitely train his party up well, to avoid shaming themselves again in front of Ling Lan in future. Ling Lan signalled for the students to stay in ce and not move. Then, with a nimble sh step, she had arrived at the doorway of the central control room. The doors were tightly sealed ¡ª entering or exiting required a passcode. "Little Four, how many people can you confirm inside?" Ling Lan asked Little Four silently. "There are 53 staff members, and 10 guards." Little Four projected the scene inside the central control room faithfully in Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. "The opponent has the advantage in numbers. Breaking in forcefully may not allow us to take control quickly. The other side are likely to find time to send out the news of our attack." Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed, finding the situation somewhat out of her expectations. She had initially thought that since it was a meal time, the staff members inside would be fewer ¡ª unexpectedly, there wasn¡¯t that much fewer than normal. "Boss, I can instantly seal off theirmunication equipment!" Little Four became excited. This was his chance to shine! It was time to show Boss how awesome he could be. "And the weapons?" Ling Lan threw an icy nce at the smug Little Four, instantly suppressing the other¡¯s mes of arrogance. Indeed, all the staff members inside were equipped with beam handguns. If they just charged in, the other side need only find a chance to pull their guns and shoot, and some of their party might unfortunately die here. Ling Lan did not believe that under this sudden and unexpected attack, the people inside could still keep calm and judge the situation urately. It would already be a blessing if they did not just shoot indiscriminately all at once ¡ª if by any chance a student were to fall here, she would not be able to live with herself. Little Four was deeply struck by Ling Lan¡¯s words. He could only squat down and draw circles on the ground, busying himself with self-reflection ... Should she use arge-scale spiritual attack? Ling Lan silently spected. She actually had a solution ¡ª she could sense that the people inside were not people with awakened innate talents on the spiritual front; so, her spiritual attacks could totally incapacitate all of them. However, Ling Lan had one reservation, because Ling Xiao and Mu Shui-qing did not want others to know of this ability of hers. As veteran warriors, they knew the importance of keeping a trump card. In critical moments, that could be the ultimate move that would save one¡¯s life. Ling Lan took this advice to heart. Although spiritual attacks were not her only ace in the hole, no one would everin about having too many trump cards. Thus, Ling Lan had nodded and agreed. Ling Lan did not like to go against her word. Since she had already promised her father and her master not to use spiritual attacks unless absolutely necessary in a life-or-death situation, Ling Lan would hold true to that. Therefore, she decisively threw out this option and tried to think of another way. Ling Lan began to go through anything that could help their operation, and suddenly, a thought came to her mind. She recalled those sentries who had been struck down by them ¡ª could they maybe try to use the uniforms and weapons of those men? Ling Lan immediately returned to Han Jijyun¡¯s side, and quietly outlined her n. Han Jijyun felt that the idea was excellent, and the other team leaders by his side also nodded in approval as they heard the n. As long as the other party had just a beat of hesitation and uncertainty, that would be their chance. Although the other side had more people, thebat ability of the staff members were not very strong. As long as the other side did not find a chance to pull their guns and begin shooting en masse, the cadets would definitely be able to keep the situation under control. Their chances of winning were undoubtedly still very high. All young and courageous scout students were willing to take risks ¡ª everyone felt that this n was worth a shot. And so, Ling Lan led the group back to the room where they had put the sentries in. Before they entered, Ling Lan let Little Four check to see if any of the men had woken up. After confirming that they were all still unconscious, they opened the door. Everyone rushed in, and very soon, all the sentries¡¯ clothes and weapons had been lifted off their bodies. During this time, Little Four had done a quick scan of the ship, and found that the teams moving around the ship were in groups of 10 men. As such, it looked like the first batch to enter the central control room should not exceed 10 people. After listening to Little Four¡¯s report, Ling Lan was even more certain. This was definitely a spaceship run by military men, because the arrangement of 10 people per unit was precisely the smallest mobile unit of the official Federation army (with the exception of mecha squads). Inside the room, everyone quickly changed into the sentry uniforms. Even though they were only 16 years old right now, their bodies were already not that much different from that of an adult¡¯s. At a nce, it was almost impossible to notice anything off. Ling Lan was the only one who put on the uniform and then immediately took it off again, because Ling Lan was not the well-built manly type. Her muscles were all leanness and graceful lines ¡ª it was impossible to tell she was abat master when she was not circting her Qi or actually fighting. Her entire stature was a bit more slender than regr males, so the uniforms were obviously too big on her, not at all fitting. Everyone agreed that Ling Lan might as well not wear the uniform, because it would be obvious at a nce that she was in disguise, making the disguisepletely pointless. Ling Lan smiled wryly; the difference between genders was still apparent. However, Ling Lan very quickly centred herself again, because there was an even more delicate man in her party, Luo Lang ... at that thought, she immediately had no more regrets. (Ling Lan, don¡¯t you think there is something wrong with the way you are thinking? You are a girl, while Luo Lang is a boy ...) 1 In order to ensure safety, Ling Lan, Han Jijyun, along with several intelligent-type team leaders discussed several action ns inside this sealed room. Among these, Gao Jinyun¡¯s performance stood out. He provided multiple possible scenarios that could happen once they entered the central control room, as well as the opponent¡¯s possible responses; this made the other team leaders from the Central Scout Academy hold a higher opinion of him. The students of the Central Scout Academy were a haughty bunch, never ever entertaining the idea that there could be better prodigies than themselves in the other scout academies. So, when Gao Jinyun had first joined them, they had not thought much of him and his party, their attitudes clearly cold and indifferent. If not for the fact that Gao Jinyun¡¯s party had performed eptably all this way, they might have tantly revealed expressions of disdain. But this time, many of the scenarios that Gao Jinyun described were things they themselves had not thought of. This made them understand that Gao Jinyun was not a simple character, and their initial bit of contempt slowly disappeared as they began to treat Gao Jinyun as an equal. Unnoticed by the others, Ling Lan and Han Jijyun shared a nce, the meaning of which only they knew. At the end, each of the team leaders epted their own tasks and returned to their respective teams. The moment Gao Jinyun returned, several team members surreptitiously gave him a thumbs up, showing their deep respect for their leader. No matter howposed Gao Jinyun was typically, at this moment, even he could not prevent the corner of his lips from curling up into a slight smile ... Gao Jinyun wanted to say something humble, say that he had only thought of all these due to the inspiration from the others ... Just as he opened his mouth to speak, he suddenly stopped, and all of his initial glee and satisfaction disappeared. He looked towards Han Jijyun, who was currently discussing the final details with Ling Lan, with aplicated expression. Just then, he had realised that those ideas and scenarios he had suggested had all beenpleted under the other¡¯s careful indirect guidance. In other words, without knowing it, he had been manipted by the other. "F*ck, who are these people?!" Gao Jinyun, who had originally been confident in his own intelligence, felt his ego being struck once more. Could it be that only aberrants existed beside aberrants? Still, Gao Jinyun was not someone who could not tell good from bad. The other had clearly been trying to help integrate him into their party with his actions ... Subsequently, the first batch of members to enter the central control room was selected. They were the ten strongest scout students excepting Ling Lan, while Lin Zhong-qing would take on the role of impersonating the leader of the sentry team. Ling Lan led all of them swiftly back to the doors of the central control room. To save time, Ling Lan stepped up immediately, letting Little Four crack the passcode for this door. Of course, in the eyes of the others, all of this was Ling Lan¡¯s doing. All they saw was their Boss Lan standing at the door staring at it for about one second, and then his fingers flew over the touchscreen, leaving behind trailing afterimages. Several secondster, he suddenly stopped and calmly told them the passcode ... They were once again in awe of Boss Lan¡¯s greatness. Who could have expected that thebat-powerful Boss Lan would also be so exceptional when it came to deciphering codes? In their hearts, a question emerged ¡ª was there anything Ling Lan could not do? Lin Zhong-qing, who was disguised as the leader, took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart. Now was his time to perform. He mustplete the task Boss Lan had assigned to him perfectly. He must let Boss Lan see that he, Lin Zhong-qing, was definitely a team member worthy of trust. When Ling Lan had reached out a helping hand back when he had been most troubled, when Ling Lan had clearly known he was joining his team with an ulterior motive but still chose to treat him with dignity, giving him a chance to be strong, Lin Zhong-qing had known that Ling Lan would be the leader he would chase for life ... Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s gaze became resolute in an instant. Ever since joining Ling Lan¡¯s team, he had been making preparations for this day. In that case, what was there to be nervous about? Perhaps the personal pep-talk worked, for his initially high-strung emotions eased and faded, leaving himself calm and centred. He reached out his right hand, and keyed in the passcode with steady fingers. The door gave a sudden click and then slid to the left, revealing a roughly 1.5 metre wide entry. The people inside heard the sound and looked up reflexively. Seeing that it was just the ship¡¯s sentries, they rxed and turned back to their own work. Only one guard near the door asked in surprise, "Eh? Why are you all here? Has something happened outside?" Lin Zhong-qing answered calmly, "Yes! We havee to give a report." Without even thinking about it, the guard connected a call on his wristmunicator, and shouted, "Chief, a leader of one of the sentry teams says that there is a situation outside, and is here to report to you." "Let hime over here on his own!" A rough voice came from the other end of themunicator. "Yes, Chief!" The guard ended the call and pointed in a direction, saying, "The chief is over there. You can head right over." "Thank you!" said Lin Zhong-qing politely, though he was mentally cheering ¡¯YES¡¯ loudly to himself. It was unexpected that the ship¡¯s central control room was so ck in terms of security, letting him pass so easily without even confirming his identity. He threw a swift nce at his teammates behind him and then walked off in the direction the guard had pointed out. Lin Zhong-qing knew very well that time was of the essence right now ¡ª every second wasted meant an increase in the risk of being discovered. Chapter 213: Take Control of the Central Control Room! Chapter 213: Take Control of the Central Control Room! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After Lin Zhong-qing left, the team leaders behind Lin Zhong-qing spread out, all of them getting closer to the various positions the guards were standing at. The guard at the door began to sense something off about the situation, and could not help but warn in a low growl, "Hey, you are not permitted to wander around here." In response, one of the team leaders walked over to sp the guard¡¯s wrist and said with a smile, "Brother, we¡¯re just curious. We¡¯ve been defending the safety of this area all this time but never got the chance to take a good look. Now, while we¡¯re waiting, isn¡¯t it okay to let your brothers expand our horizons a little ...?" The guard¡¯s stern expression eased a little at this, but there was still some irritation on his face as he said, "Even so, messing around is not allowed. If the chief finds out, you all will definitely not enjoy the consequences. Listen to me, brother, tell your men to get out immediately, otherwise I will report this to the chief!" The guard¡¯s tone was tinged with threat. He did not want himself to get into trouble with the chief over this matter. "Let our leader handle the chief. Brother,e on, give me some face!" The team leader who was impersonating a sentry member abruptly put a stern look on his face, and his low-pitched voice was filled with threat as he leaned in close. At this moment, the guard finally saw the face of the ¡¯sentry¡¯ who had almost had his entire face covered. Although the other¡¯s face was grim with threat, the parts of the face that were exposed were conspicuously young, just like that of a fresh green youth of 15 to 16 years of age. He abruptly recalled their current mission ¡ª wasn¡¯t it to escort about 500 newly registered students of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy from Doha? He swore in his heart, and tried with all his might to wrench his wrist from the other¡¯s grasp. At the same time, he tried to shout out to alert hispanions that the sentries were fake ¡ª this was an enemy invasion! But before he could sound the warning, the back of his head was struck a heavy blow, cutting off the cry he had been about to unleash. He instantly felt his mind grow murky and dim. "F*ck, still conscious? The guards here are truly iparable to those sentry men outside ..." He could vaguely hear a voice speaking by his ear. He then felt another blow to his head, and he fully descended into the darkness, no longer sensing anything. It turned out that all the students dressed as sentries had charged in under Ling Lan¡¯smand. They were split into two batches. The first batch had charged straight for the staff members, while the other had leapt towards those guards grappling with the very first batch of students who had entered with Lin Zhong-qing. As this particr guard had been standing closest to the door, he was the first to be knocked down by the students. "Nobody move!" The students charged in like wolves and tigers, beam guns in their hands trained on the staff members who were watching the screens. This sudden and unexpected development stupefied the staff members, who just sat there dumbly, not daring to move one bit. This abrupt situation also disturbed the chief waiting inside for Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s report. Seeing this, he pointed angrily at Lin Zhong-qing and bellowed, "Who are you people? Who gave you all the guts toe barging in here?" Lin Zhong-qing stepped up immediately and said loudly, "Captain¡¯s orders. From now onwards, we¡¯ll be taking over the control of this area." "Bullsh*t, why didn¡¯t I hear of this?" The chief of the guards did not believe this at all. If the captain had truly given the order for a change inmand, he would definitely have been notified. "My captain only told me. Of course you wouldn¡¯t know." By this time, Lin Zhong-qing had already walked closer, narrowing the distance to leave only 3 metres between him and the chief. Hearing the guard-chief¡¯s question, Lin Zhong-qing could not help but chuckle. "Who the hell are you? From which squad?" The guard-chief was livid now. He was the bosom advisor of the captain ¡ª the captain would never simply transfermand of the central control room to someone else without notifying him. As if thinking of something, the guard-chief¡¯s face turned dark, "Could it be that you all are mutinying? No, that¡¯s not right ... why don¡¯t I recognize you? Who the hell are you?" Lin Zhong-qing did not reply, only leaping forwards as quick as an arrow ... Seeing this, the guard-chief knew that these fellows were not here with good intentions. Reacting quickly, he drew the beam gun at his waist, but just as he was about to lift it and shoot, it was already toote. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attack had arrived. Entirely airborne, he kicked out savagely. The sound of his leg whistling through the air showed how forceful it was, even without getting hit by it, the guard-chief could tell that if the kicknded, he would definitely incur some heavy injury. In the worst case, he might even lose his life. The guard-chief naturally would not y the fool with his life. He decisively gave up on shooting, choosing instead to cross his wrists to block Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s kick. A muted "Bam!" could be heard as the two collided. Lin Zhong-qing was pushed back by a tremendous force. He somersaulted in the air tond securely on his feet, while the guard-chief stumbled back three paces before the remnant force of Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s powerful kick dissipated. However, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attack did not stop there. The moment he found his footing, he leapt forwards once more, not giving that guard-chief any chance to open fire. In the meantime, the other students were also leaping at the respective guards they had targeted ... The staff members may have been stunned for a moment, but they quickly gathered that they were under attack. They really wanted to fight back, but although the enemy seemed to have fewer people, each and every one of them was an exceptional young prodigy. Theirbat skills were much better than theirs, as technicians. Several eager staff members had been subdued instantly by sharp-eyed and agile students the moment they even thought of moving, thoroughly scaring the more cautious staff members into submission. Of course, somewhere out of the notice of the students, Ling Lan was secretly using her spiritual power to monitor the scene. Whenever she noticed some staff members who were covertly trying to activate the rm system or trying to shoot without being discovered, she would send a spiritual attack at them. The force she used was not enough to knock them unconscious, only giving them a bout of dizziness and making them lose temporary control of their bodies. By the time they got hold of themselves, their strange movements would have been discovered by the youths closest to them and they would be subdued ... Thus, whether that strange sensation was something they felt before being struck down or after being struck down, the staff members themselves found it hard to determine. So, in the end, they could only believe that they must have just been subdued by the opponent. Very soon, the situation was under the students¡¯ control. Other than the chief, the other nine guards had all been subdued. This left even more students free to control the scene, further discouraging the staff members from moving. They knew very well how capable their guards were, much stronger than they ¡ª if even the guards were no match for these opponents, then they would just be serving themselves out on a tter if they stepped forward. Moreover, the enemies¡¯ identities were unknown. Therefore, all the staff members chose to wait and see ¡ª of course, if the other turned out to be enemies of the Federation, they would fight to the death to take them down. Meanwhile, the guard-chief and Lin Zhong-qing were engaged in a tough fight, neither able to obtain the upper hand. Everyone¡¯s attention became focused on the two of them ... "Boss, I¡¯ve already sessfully taken control of the systems inside!" Ling Lan, who had been waiting outside alone, finally heard Little Four¡¯s answer. Little Four had finallypleted the task she had set for him, takingmand of the various systems of the central control room in a short amount of time. "Good job, Little Four!" Ling Lan was unstinting with her praise. As a bonus, she even stroked his hair and rubbed his head. The petted Little Four smiled radiantly, face filled with satisfaction. "Bam!" Lin Zhong-qing and the guard-chief were sprung apart once more after a collision. Landing on his feet, Lin Zhong-qing shouted, "All together!" Hearing Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s cry, several team leaders who had already been rubbing their palms in anticipation leapt forwards without any reservations ... they had long wanted to join the fight, but before Lin Zhong-qing gave explicit permission, they would not simply interrupt. This was a type of respect towards one¡¯spanions as well. Of course, now that Lin Zhong-qing had given his approval, they would not hold back. "You¡¯re too despicable!" Seeing Lin Zhong-qing withdraw, only for four to fivebat experts like Lin Zhong-qing to take his ce, the guard-chief could not help but howl, thoroughly enraged. At this moment, Lin Zhong-qing stood unruffled in the outer circle of the fight, a smile on his face, but the words he spoke were filled with mockery, "Are you stupid? You are our enemy. Who would speak of morality with an enemy? It¡¯s not like we¡¯re idiots ..." This contemptuous tone made the already enraged guard-chief feel the mes of his rage grow even hotter. Unable to calm down, the guard-chief quickly exposed an opening, taking on a powerful direct hit from one of the team leaders. His right shoulder was struck heavily by the other¡¯s fist, making him instantly lose strength in his right hand. Lin Zhong-qing, who had been waiting on the outside for a chance, naturally would not let this rare opportunity go by. His eyes lit up, and with a spring of his right foot, he threw his entire body into the air once more, leaping at the guard-chief. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attacks came quickly and somewhat suddenly. When the team leader blocking the guard-chief¡¯s line of sight suddenly slid to one side cooperatively to let Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s attack through, the guard-chief was not at all prepared, not to mention find time to change moves to suit. Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s kicknded squarely on the other¡¯s chest, sending the guard-chief flying backwards to crash heavily onto the wall of the central control room, leaving a faint imprint behind before bouncing off it to fall to the ground. This kick of Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s was extremely powerful; the guard-chief had only had time to gather Qi in his chest as a final defence. But how could this little bit of defence stand up the power behind that kick? The chief was still injured by it. When he fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out to colour the floor. Seeing this, three of the team leaders who had been part of the group fighting the guard-chief leapt forwards without any mercy. Two of them grabbed hold of one of the guard-chief¡¯s arms each, while the third person put his knee directly on the back of the guard-chief, pushing him to kneel on the ground,pletely subduing the other. Only then did Lin Zhong-qing reveal a proper smile. He had finallypleted the task Boss Lan had set for him. He turned his head back to shout proudly, "Leader!" Following Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s cry, a handsome figure walked slowly into the central control room. Dressed fully in ck, with gleaming military boots, he walked in with sure steps. His cold but dashing appearance, chilling aura, along with this spirited and majestic attire made everyone¡¯s eyes light up, their minds involuntarily eximing, "How domineering!" However, very quickly, the crowd¡¯s gazes were drawn to that conspicuously young face. At this moment, everyone instantly realised who these attackers were. Chapter 214: Ling Lans Intention Chapter 214: Ling Lan¡¯s Intention Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Godd*mmit, a revolt?" The moment the guard-chief saw Ling Lan, and then turned to see those covered up ¡¯sentries¡¯ taking off their caps, also revealing their overly young faces, he understood that the ¡¯enemies¡¯ before him this time were actually their mission, the new cadets of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. He was filled with shame and anger, struggling harder in an attempt to regain freedom. However, those three team leaders did not dare to let up without Ling Lan¡¯s order, holding him very securely, giving him no chance at all to struggle free. Seeing that his struggles were futile, the guard-chief threatened angrily, "Don¡¯t you all want to study at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy anymore? Without us, you all will never get to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Still not letting us go ...?" Without question, all the guard-chief could think of right now was that these new cadets must be crazy to do such an insane thing. At this time, Ling Lan, who had been calmly waiting for Little Four¡¯s search results, finally heard Little Four¡¯s gleefulughter in her mindspace. "Haha, Boss, I have already found their destination. I¡¯ve even gotten the detailed coordinates! Without them, I can still bring you, Boss, to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy to report for school." That said, Little Four could not help but mumble, "They were unexpectedly cautious, hiding their true destination so deeply. I had to look really hard, which is why it took some time ..." Reading between the lines, he was telling Ling Lan that he had not been so slow on purpose ¡ª it looked like Little Four was still somewhat worried that his boss would me him for cking off. "It¡¯s great that you found it!" Ling Lanforted Little Four inside the mindspace. After that, she put all her attention back onto the central control room, because she noticed that, just now, several of the staff members had secretly tried to activate the rm system on theirmunicators as well as the ship¡¯s internal enemy attack alert ... A trace of a cold smirk emerged on Ling Lan¡¯s lips, because all their efforts were useless. From the very start, she had let Little Four utterly seal off theirmunicators as well as the central control room¡¯s alert system the moment he gained control. They had no way at all to contact the outside world now. This was another reason why it had taken Little Four a little longer to discover the ship¡¯s true destination; Ling Lan knew very well what was the most important. Sure enough, reality made the other side panicked and flustered. They found that no matter how hard they pressed on their buttons, theirmunicators and the alert system in the central control room had lost their functions. Not only did they not have any tools to contact the outside, they had also lost the right to control the spaceship at the same time. This discovery made their expressions change drastically, whatposure they had left vanishing in an instant. The staff members familiar with programming all knew what the reason was. This meant the other side had a top-notch hacker, which was how they had managed to crack through their systems andmunicators in such a short period of time. At the same time the hacker had taken control of their main control systems, they had lost their contact with the outside world. Right now, they were like voiceless mutes, like sightless blind, like wingless birds, like criminals who had lost their freedom ... "Do you all understand now? Even without you all, we can still make our way to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy to report for sses!" Since they had a top-level hacker, of course they would be able to find out the true destination. Ling Lan swept a frosty gaze across the control room. Everyone could sense the ice in that gaze, as well as the unlimited killing intent within it. This concentrated killing intent made all the staff members present who still wanted to try and regain control freeze instantly. Fear rose in their hearts ¡ª did the other truly intend to kill them? Who on earth were these new cadets? How could they have such intense killing intent? Not only the staff members were petrified by this gaze, even the new cadets felt a chill in their hearts even though they knew this gaze had nothing to do with them. The gun hands of some of the cadets could not help but tremble a bit, which just made the staff members at the other end of the nozzle even more frightened, afraid that the cadet in front of them may lose control and press the trigger by ident, causing them to be ghosts in such a muddled way ... Seeing everyone at the scene petrified by her killing intent, Ling Lan was very satisfied. The many years of ughter and torment in the learning space were extremely effective ¡ª even if she had no killing intent in her heart, she was now able to force herself to emit killing intent, confusing the opponent of her true intentions. That¡¯s right, Ling Lan had no choice but to do this. In the instant she had walked in, and these staff members had realised that the ones holding them hostage were a bunch of military academy cadets, their initial fear had disappeared. They did not believe that these cadets had any intentions of killing them, and with that knowledge, they no longer had anything to fear, and so became emboldened. This was also why so many people had thought to press the alerts on theirmunicators and try to sound the rm, because they did not really think the cadets would truly pull their triggers and shoot them with those lethal beams ... Ling Lan could not allow these thoughts to remain unchecked ¡ª once the other side began to fight back without any reservations, the situation might escte beyond their control. At that time, she would have no choice but to kill a few men, but Ling Lan wanted to take perfect control of this ship without harming a single person. This was also why she had been so decisive in revealing her killing intent. But this alone was not enough. After all, without the sight of blood, these people would have some reservations, but this would not make thempletely lose the will to fight back. Ling Lan swept her gaze across the room once more, her sight finallynding on the guard-chief¡¯s body. The guard-chief was already at the middle-stage of top-level Refinement. If it had not been for five or six of the team leaders who were already in Refinement stage fighting him together, along with Lin Zhong-qing who was already in the early-stage of top-level Refinement, they would only have been able to subdue the other through sheer numbers. Of course, if the other was in Qi-Jin stage, Ling Lan would have been forced to fight personally. The guard-chief was also the strongest of all the people here ¡ª if she could use pure strength topletely subdue the other, it would definitely shatter the other side¡¯s confidence, making them no longer able to muster the will to fight back. Ling Lan could have actually ordered the cadets to knock all these people unconscious, and then shut them up in a locked room just like with those sentries from before. She only made things soplicated, inrge part, all for the sake of these cadets. She could indeed let Little Four take full control of the spaceship and fly them to their final destination, but this way, the new cadets would miss out on a chance to learn how to control a spaceship. Mind you, this kind of hands-on learning experience on an actual spaceship was very rare ¡ª even cadets would only have a chance for practical training on a true spaceship in their 4th year, and even then, it would only be for those outstanding students. If these new cadets could obtain this opportunity to get some hands-on practice, it would undoubtedly be extremely beneficial for them ... and these staff members would be the best mentoring teachers. This was also the biggest reason why Ling Lan had not chosen to make everyone unconscious. Because these cadets had willingly followed her and put their trust in her ¡ª even if her n had been so insane in their minds, they had still followed her without anyints. Ling Lan was someone who repaid the kindness of others ¡ª since they had treated her this way, she wanted to repay them with something of a little value. Ling Lan, who already had a decision in mind, slowly walked over to where the guard-chief was being forced to kneel. She slowly squatted down, looked at the guard-chief, and asked coldly, "Do you feel very aggrieved?" "Of course, you all are too despicable. If you all hadn¡¯t attacked in a group, how could you all have taken me down?" The guard-chief undoubtedly had a lot of confidence in himself. "Fine, I will give you one chance. If you can block one move of mine, I will release everyone here and personally report to your captain for punishment." Ling Lan abruptly stood up and waved at the three team leaders holding the guard-chief down. The three team leaders smiled and let go. Pleasant surprise shed through the guard-chief¡¯s eyes, and he hurriedly stood up, saying, "No need for just one move. I¡¯ll even take 100 moves." He still had his pride; he did not want to take advantage of Ling Lan. However, his words made some of the cadets burst out intoughter,ughing at how the opponent was overly confident in his own strength. Although the other Central Scout Academy students had not seen Ling Lan fight for three years, Ling Lan had already been a top-level Qi-Jin master three years ago ¡ª against a top-level Refinement stage fighter, Ling Lan would definitely overpower the other in one second. They believed that even though Ling Lan¡¯s body was not fully recovered, taking down the opponent in one move should still be no problem. The guard-chief noticed theughter of some of the cadets and his heart dropped. Could this leader of theirs actually be a super expert? He looked again at Ling Lan¡¯s youthful face and cast away his doubts. Because, to defeat him in one move, the other would need to have Qi-Jin stage ability. The other being so young, was it possible for him to be at that level? Although there was indeed a Qi-Jin stage student in the cafeteria, that student was after all still at the early stages. Against him, the guard-chief believed he would definitely be able to take up to 50 or 60 moves with no problem ... Although the guard-chief did not think Ling Lan had the ability to defeat him in one move, the cadets¡¯ attitudes made him have no choice but to be cautious. He took a defensive stance, waiting seriously for Ling Lan¡¯s attack. Since the other was willing to have a fair fight, he too was willing. Ling Lan had said very clearly ¡ª if he could block one move from him ¡ª which meant that the other would be attacking while he defended. He did not want to vite the agreement. Ling Lan calmly nced at the guard-chief and then unleashed her aura. An invisible pressure pressed down on the entire central control room. "Qi-Jin stage!" Sensing this pressure, the guard-chief¡¯s expression changed. He pushed his defence from 7yers to 12yers ¡ª it could be said that he had pushed all his energy into his defence. "Let¡¯s just do it this way!" Ling Lan casually reached out a finger, pushing it lightly in the other¡¯s direction. This unconcerned demeanour almost made the guard-chief spew blood, but before he could get angry, he sensed the endless pressureing from Ling Lan¡¯s finger. "Top-level Qi-Jin, no, this should be optimal Qi-Jin ... how can this be?" The guard-chief was frantic. He quickly crossed his wrists, fiercely defending along the trajectory of Ling Lan¡¯s reaching finger. A loud "Bam!" ¡ª Everyone in the central control room was pushed back by an invisible wave of Qi-Jin; the scene was aplete mess. The guard-chief was sent flying to once more m into the ship¡¯s wall and crash heavily down. Blood flowed in an endless stream from his mouth, and his eyes flipped to white ¡ª it was hard to tell whether he was dead or alive. Even more frightening was the fact that there was now a human-shaped dent in the unbelievably solid ship wall. This scene made all the staff members gape in shock and horror, chilled with fear. How strong exactly was the leader of these cadets? Could it be that he was already at the level of the captain? Chapter 215: Respective Decisions! Chapter 215: Respective Decisions! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing the initially pristine floor stained red by the blood spewing from the other¡¯s mouth, Ling Lan furrowed her brow in disgust. She callously flicked her sleeve, and then, as if ordering someone to take out the trash, she said, "This smell of blood is really disgusting. Lin Zhong-qing, throw this trash out for me so I don¡¯t have to dirty my eyes." Ling Lan said this in an indifferent tone, sufficiently showing her cold disregard for human life. Even Lin Zhong-qing who was familiar with Boss Lan could not help a shudder running through his heart when faced with this kind of Boss Lan, his face nearly losing all colour in fear. Fortunately, over the years, Lin Zhong-qing had already mastered how to use a smile to mask his true thoughts. He continued to maintain the smile on his face and replied breezily, "Yes, Leader!" The way he said it was as if he were used to these words from Ling Lan ¡ª as if incidents of this sort were amon urrence ¡ª causing the staff members to be consumed by fear. Ling Lan nodded mentally. Lin Zhong-qing had grown a lot over these past three years, able to handle this sort of impromptu situation proficiently as well. Although the two of them had not discussed this beforehand, their rapport was on point, easily achieving the effect that Ling Lan wanted. Lin Zhong-qing calmly stepped forward. Frankly, his heart was not as steady as his demeanour would suggest ¡ª Boss Lan¡¯s ambiguous attitude made him unsure whether the guard-chief was still alive or actually dead ... Lin Zhong-qing could not help but wonder whether Boss Lan had truly killed the guard-chief? His heart was full of questions, but his expression remained calm and unruffled. He walked over to the guard-chief¡¯s body, bent down, and grabbed hold of the other¡¯s clothes by his chest. However, as he did so, he surreptitiously used a nimble technique to touch the other¡¯s chest as well ... " Dup, dup, dup ... 1 " The faint sound of a heart beating was transmitted through his palm. Lin Zhong-qing instantly realised that this was probably a scene orchestrated by Ling Lan on purpose to terrorize the staff members of the central control room. Although Lin Zhong-qing could not understand why Ling Lan would go through all this trouble, he believed that Boss Lan must have his reasons for doing so. As for whether Boss Lan himself was unsure of the guard-chief¡¯s state, Lin Zhong-qing did not even think the matter worth considering. He knew very well that, based on Boss Lan¡¯s capabilities, his boss definitely knew the other lived. The only reason he acted so ambiguously was definitely because he was setting a scene. The uncertainty of the guard-chief¡¯s condition caused the staff members within the central control room to experience a sort of empathetic grief 2 . A faint sadness spread through the central control room ¡ª not only were they worried for the guard-chief, they were also worried for themselves. At this time, they no longer held on to theposure they had before. They no longer believed that these youths truly would not dare do anything to them ¡ª because their leader, that cold-faced and unfeeling ck-clothed youth, was definitely a cruel and ruthless character. Ling Lan saw that the initial restlessness among the staff members had settled, and immediately decided to continue striking while the iron was hot. So, she red angrily and said, "Tie them all up!" This bunch of new cadets were still rather green ¡ª actually not thinking to restrain these staff members. That said, Ling Lan threw a look at Lin Zhong-qing. Seeing Boss Lan¡¯s meaningful gaze, a thought sparked through Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s mind. He recalled the method Ling Lan had once taught their team for tying people up. The method was one where they did not need to worry about materials to tie others up; they would be able to take it from the captives themselves. That method was to use the captives¡¯ belts. In this world, on the ship, whether it were the guards or the staff members, all of them would be wearing a belt so that they could holster their beam handguns on it. Fully understanding what he should do, Lin Zhong-qing nodded at Ling Lan and walked straight over to the nearest staff member. As the other struggled, he unbuckled and took off the other¡¯s belt. The students had already taken away the beam handguns at first notice right after they had taken control of the staff members. Therefore, these staff members did not have any firearms to use against the students, only able to rely on their fists. However, in terms ofbat skills, how could these people match up to the elite prodigies trained by the Central Scout Academy? "Stop struggling. The more you struggle, the more painful it¡¯ll be ..." The smile on Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s lips widened, causing the staff member to be even more afraid. Could it be they wanted to torture them for their own entertainment? The terrified staff member could no longer keep his calm. He began to struggle in earnest, almost wresting out of the grip of the student restraining him. "Hmph!" Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s smile turned cold. With a quick dash, he pressed the other to the ground, and then used the belt in his hands to tie the other¡¯s two arms securely behind his back, finally looping the belt around the other¡¯s neck before tugging it back to buckle securely by the arms 3 . The method Lin Zhong-qing used to tie the staff member was styled in an eightfold intece. This binding method required skilful technique ¡ª it was an extremely difficult but extremely practical binding method that was not easy to learn even after multiple tries. It had been redeemed by Ling Lan from the learning space using honour points. If this binding method was not done correctly, there was a certain chance for the target to break free. However, once the technique was mastered, the more the target struggled, the knot of the eightfold intece would just be increasingly tighter, giving the target no chance at all to break free. Of course, this method was useless when it came to those at Refinement stage and above. After all, the strength of a Refinement stage was enough to snap the resilience of a leather belt. However, these staff members would have no way of breaking free, because the strongest among them was only at the level of Manifestation. Lin Zhong-qing still remembered how much effort it had taken back then for their team to master this knot, especially for team leader Qi Long. With his brash and straightforward personality, he had never liked this kind of detailed work; he had tried several hundred times without seeding even once. This had enraged Boss Lan, who had proceeded to throw team leader Qi Long into a privatebat room for a good round of torment before being satisfied. Although they did not know how badly team leader Qi Long had been tormented back then, whatever the case, when team leader Qi Long came back after his injuries were healed, he had been very careful when learning the knot again. That uncharacteristically tremulous and cautious demeanour of his was carved into their minds. From then onwards, the team members were even more wary of angering Boss Lan ... because no one wanted to experience the same tragedy as Qi Long. Lin Zhong-qing very quickly tied his knot, and pushed that staff member to a corner. Then, under Ling Lan¡¯s indication, he walked over to another staff member and again used the same method to take the other¡¯s belt, but this time, he said to the other team members on the scene, "Can I trouble the team leaders to monitor the situation? Meanwhile, the other team members,e tie knots with me. Let¡¯s get these staff members all tied up." Just like that, the students followed Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s step-by-step example and began tying knots. After each round, Lin Zhong-qing would go around and check each of their knots, and whenever he found any mistakes, he would correct it immediately. Rinse and repeat three times, and all the staff members were securely tied up. Of course, when the students thought back on how to tie the knot, their minds were a muddled mess, not at all sure how they should go about it 4 ... However, this did not exclude some students with photographic memories from learning the knot. Still, Ling Lan was unconcerned by this. The learning space still had even better binding methods ¡ª if this method becamemon knowledge among the students, then she could always just redeem an even more advanced binding method for Qi Long and the others. Of course, Ling Lan did not even consider whether relearning a new binding method would make Qi Long wish he were dead ... It was even possible that Ling Lan was hoping to take advantage of it to school Qi Long again ... The situation in the central control room was already in its end stages; what happened after this had nothing to do with herself. Ling Lan decisively passed on the burden, turning to say to Han Jijyun, "Jijyun, you stay back and hold the fort. Take charge of the central control room." Next, she swept her gaze at all the other students in the central control room and said, "The strongest five, follow me to the captain¡¯s office!" Lin Zhong-qing did not even think about it. He was the first to step forward and say, "Leader, bring me!" Ling Lan nodded and said, "Alright, four more!" The team leaders all vied against one another to get one of these four slots. To save time, Ling Lan directly called out the four strongest toe along. Since she chose based on strength, the other team leaders who were not chosen had noints. Of course, Ling Lan also reminded the remaining group that the central control room was the most important control tform in the ship. They needed to remain here to ensure the safety of the central control room ¡ª they could not afford to let the ship¡¯s crew snatch control back once they found out. When Han Jijyun sent Ling Lan out of the central control room, Ling Lan told him in a low voice, "This is a good chance to really learn how to manage the work sequences on a spaceship." "But we only know bits and pieces." They have not had any formal training in operating a spaceship ¡ª this may be a great opportunity, but Han Jijyun did not think that they could figure anything out on their own. This was likely going to be a wasted chance. Han Jijyun could not help but sigh under his breath. Ling Lan swept a nce around the central control room and reminded, "Over there. Aren¡¯t there people to mentor you all?" Han Jijyun¡¯s eyes brightened, instantly understanding what Ling Lan was implying. His mind turned and he asked hurriedly, "Is that guard-chief still alive?" Even though he did not think Ling Lan would kill indiscriminately, he still needed to obtain a confirmed answer, because he had thought of a way to let those staff members teach them voluntarily. Ling Lan nodded in confirmation of Han Jijyun¡¯s guess. "How to use him is up to your capabilities." She could only do so much. Whether or not they could obtain what they wanted next would depend on Han Jijyun¡¯s efforts. Ling Lan put in so much effort and thought into engineering this primarily because back when the group had first applied for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, Han Jijyun had not signed up for the military strategy specialization he was good at, instead choosing to apply for the starship navigation specialization. This meant that Han Jijyun would be a starship captain in the future, and even if he did a little worse, he would still be an important navigator on a starship ... Perhaps many people would find it a shame that Han Jijyun had cast aside his own strengths to choose a specialization with a less promising future, but Han Jijyun was very clear on what he was doing. It should be known that Ling Lan, Qi Long, Luo Lang, and Xie Yi had all chosen mecha piloting as their specialization, while Lin Zhong-qing had chosen the oft-neglected, perhaps even only chosen as ast resort, supply and logistics. In fact, with Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s talent, he could certainly have applied for mecha piloting as well, but he had still chosen this low-key and unassuming specialization in the end. Han Jijyun understood why he had done so. He was doing it for the sake of the team ¡ª a team could afford to lose a powerful fighter, but it could notck an excellent logistics person. Chapter 216: The Ships Mainframe! Chapter 216: The Ship¡¯s Mainframe! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr An excellent logistics specialist meant a team would have several extra lives. To be a topbat team, the position of logistics specialist could not be left unupied. After careful consideration, Lin Zhong-qing chose this without any regrets. Of course, this did not mean Lin Zhong-qing had given up on mecha piloting. Students from other specializations could still choose to take mecha piloting courses, but their studies in the area just would not be as specialised and systematic than if the student had actually signed up for the specialization. In the end, theirbat power would also naturally be iparable with those students from the mecha piloting specialization. Overall, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s decision was a great sacrifice. He hadpletely given up on his own path to be a super strong fighter, choosing instead to invest in the possibility of hisbat team bing a top team. Han Jijyun too had made his decision for this objective. Han Jijyun believed that only by bing a starship captain would he be able to better serve his current team. Yes, Han Jijyun could not ept that their lives would be ced in the hands of an unfamiliar starship captain.This made Han Jijyun feel very unsettled and insecure, so he decided that he would step up personally. It could be said that every single member of Ling Lan¡¯s team was using their own way to better the team. This was also why Ling Lan wanted to help Han Jijyun settle into his role quicker ¡ª if he could have practical experience operating a starship ahead of time, this would undoubtedly give Han Jijyun a head start over the other students in the starship navigation specialization ... After arranging everything, Ling Lan quickly left the central control room. Her objective was now the captain¡¯s room. Only by obtaining the control rights of the mainframe would she be able to truly im control of this ship. Han Jijyun looked at Ling Lan¡¯s disappearing figure, and very quickly rallied his spirits. His gaze became sharp and discerning. Just as Ling Lan had said, this was a great chance for him to familiarise himself with a spaceship¡¯s controls. If he could fully utilise the remaining 1 day and 1 night, he believed that when it came to practical control of a spaceship, those peers at the academy would definitely be no match for him after this. Of course, to let these staff membersy down their grudge and mentor them sincerely ¡ª that would depend on how he, Han Jijyun, could spin things. Han Jijyun swept his gaze over the remaining cadets guarding the central control room and was suddenly struck by a realisation. He had just noticed that Ling Lan¡¯s arrangement still had another deeper meaning ... Han Jijyun smiled lightly, thinking to himself: Boss Lan sure enough is Boss Lan! Han Jijyun was an ambitious person. Although he had applied for the starship navigation specialization, he did not truly want to give up on military strategy. He wanted to develop both fronts at the same time, learning from both specializations. Han Jijyun¡¯s goal was very ambitious. He not only wanted to be an exceptional captain, but also an indispensable military adviser for the team,ing up with ns and tactics for his brothers to protect them in their missions. Han Jijyun silently cheered himself on, telling himself that he needed toplete this trial before him; he could not let Boss Lan down. ******** As Han Jijyun was cracking his head on how to obtain sincere instruction from the staff members, Ling Lan¡¯s group of six had arrived at the captain¡¯s room at greatest speed. Before they even got close to the captain¡¯s room, Little Four already spoke up to remind Ling Lan that there was still one person guarding the captain¡¯s room! Ling Lan did not waver. She instantly directed Little Four to crack the passcode on the door of the captain¡¯s room. The door was swiftly unlocked, and without even stopping to think, Ling Lan led Lin Zhong-qing and the others straight into the room. At this time, the major inside the room was staring at the virtual images in front of him. The main video was focused on the scene in the cafeteria; the other images were all in small windows around the edges of the screen for his convenience to check on them every so often. In the cafeteria on the main screen, the captain was already in a fight with Qi Long. Probably because he was pleased to find this talent and eager for sport, the captain was not going all out. Instead, he was holding back his strength to fight Qi Long at an equal level, sparring with Qi Long with the intention to instruct. Qi Long was a battle maniac from the start ¡ª he very quickly sensed the intentions of his opponent. When he discovered that the other had no ill will and intended to instruct him, he reeled in those highly offensive power moves, and began learning from his opponent in earnest. The major could not help but nod his head in approval at this scene. The extremely talented young fighter in the screen was, as expected, a fellow with extraordinarily strongprehension when it came to battle. No wonder he had achieved such a level at this age. Right then, he suddenly heard the A.I. controlled door emit a soft click, and then it slid open on its own. He turned back in shock. Mind you, only he and the captain had the ess code to the room ¡ª no one else should be able to get in. And right now, the captain was in the cafeteria ... so who could it be that was entering now? A youth dressed in a ck windbreaker came into view, walking ostentatiously into the room with five sentries trailing him. Seeing him look back, the youth¡¯s face remained unmoved as he stated some preposterous words in an icy tone. "Sorry, I¡¯m here to inform you that I¡¯m taking charge of this ship!" "You ¡ª impudent!" The major burst out intoughter in his extreme anger. Still, this did not affect his rational thinking. "Looks like that youth in the cafeteria is part of you all." The major instantly figured out Ling Lan¡¯s n. That Qi-Jin youth in the cafeteria had been so tant, all so they could lure the most capable captain of the ship out of his room, making it easier for them to conquer this area ... but, was it really going to be that simple? The major quickly calmed down. He pointed at a small screen on the virtual monitor and said, "I¡¯m just a little curious. How did you all avoid the ship¡¯s surveince devices?" That image was precisely the video feed of the passageway to the captain¡¯s room. He should have seen them pass by that area on the way here, but there was nothing in the logs. Ling Lan stepped forward without a care. The moment she had walked through the door, she had taken stock of the other. This soldier of major rank breathed deeply and steadily, his aura thick and settled. If she was not mistaken, he should also be a Qi-Jin stage expert. However, this was no threat to Ling Lan. At present, Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities were at the level where no one below the stage of Domain could rival her. Ling Lan strode over to the captain¡¯s exclusive seat and sat down, a hand casually sliding across the mainframe¡¯s light source before her. She said calmly, "You mean this?" Following Ling Lan¡¯s words, the image on the screen suddenly changed. A person actually appeared in the initially empty corridor ¡ª it was the image from when the captain had walked out of the room ... With this, the major finally understood. His expression shifted slightly and somewhat rattled, he said, "You all have a high-level hacker." Only a high-level hacker could change the video feed, but shouldn¡¯t hackers of this level all already be in the control of the military since young? Why would such an expert be among this group of youths? "Do you all really think that you can crack the mainframe in a brief amount of time to obtain the control rights of the ship?" The major did his best to smooth out his expression. He smiled coldly as he surreptitiously adjusted his body temperature. Once one¡¯s ability reached a certain level, one did not need to touch one¡¯smunicator to send out a warning signal ¡ª one could do that just by changing one¡¯s body temperature. Ling Lan nced coldly at the major and said evenly, "Don¡¯t waste your strength. It¡¯s useless!" The major too had sensed that something was wrong, because the temperature of his wrist was already extremely low, but hismunicator still was not responding. This meant that themunicator had already lost the function to contact the outside. This was definitely not something a high-level hacker could do ¡ª what in the world was going on? Ling Lan no longer bothered with the stunned major. She continued to touch the light beams of the mainframe, as if shifting something around. In fact, inside the mindspace, Ling Lan was currently telling Little Four, "Little Four, help me connect to the mainframe. I want to get the administrative rights of this ship." "Okay, Boss, I¡¯m already talking to it! This little fellow is very interesting, actually having developed a little bit of self-awareness ..." Ling Lan quirked a brow in surprise, "Oh? An existence like you?" Little Four huffed discontentedly, "How could that be? Who do you think I am? I am without peer under the heavens ... I just said that it was seeking the path of evolution, having sparked the barest inkling of desire to shake off the restrictions of its programming. It¡¯s like the mainframe has been invaded by a virus, except this virus will not destroy the mainframe¡¯s programming, instead giving it the tiniest bit of awareness towards evolution ... This is the first time I¡¯m sensing this. In the past, no matter how humanistic a mainframe appeared to be, it was still within the confines of its programming." "Boss, let me first talk with it a little. It seems to be very afraid of me." Little Four had tried tomunicate with the other, but had not received a response from the mainframe. Just a whileter, the mainframe finally spoke up, "Hello!" Little Four cheered inside Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. "Boss, it is willing to talk with us now." "I want to be the master of this spaceship," Ling Lan said calmly to the mainframe. "..." The mainframe fell silent once more. "Little Four? What¡¯s going on?" Ling Lan asked inside the mindspace. "Wait a bit. It seems to have some feelings for its original master." Little Four had sensed the mainframe¡¯s reluctance, feeling the mainframe¡¯s affection for the captain. In the mainframe¡¯s world, Little Four had already found the mainframe¡¯s true self. He was holding up a naked little brat of about one years old 1 by the scruff of his neck as he chided, "What, being disobedient now?" The mainframe whined pitifully, "The master has always treated me well." Little Four said exasperatedly, "We¡¯re just taking control temporarily ¡ª temporarily , understand?" He believed that his boss would not really want to keep such a small ship as this one ¡ª she was definitely just taking control temporarily for her major counterattack this time. "But the master will be sad." The mainframe still wanted to help his master even though the being before him now was so strong beyond his understanding. If he made him angry, he believed the other would definitely kill him without any mercy, and then take full control of the ship anyway. Although he did not want to disappear, the rules set within his chip, as well as the feelings in his heart, made him unable to just agree to their demands. The mainframe was unsure whether this feeling was a requirement of his programming, or was it truly his own heart being reluctant to betray his master ... "Then step aside, I¡¯ll take over temporarily. I¡¯ll return control to youter on." Little Four did not want to continue bickering with this immature mainframe endlessly, so he threw down this offer. "Please no! The programming is set so that I will die with the ship." The mainframe hugged Little Four¡¯s calves as he bawled, "If you take over, the programming will destroy my consciousness ..." With his life hanging in the bnce, the mainframe instantly threw aside his reluctance for his master. He revealed a w within the system. "As long as you crack the programming set by the master, I can temporarily be your master¡¯s ship." The system was a dead thing ¡ª as long as one obtained the control rights, the mainframe would not have to self-destruct, but this should not count as a betrayal of his master, right ...? The mainframe consoled himself, thinking. Chapter 217: Proclamation of Battle! Chapter 217: Promation of Battle! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Say that earlier!" huffed Little Four exasperatedly. Cracking defences or whatever was a minor case for him, as easy as pie. With just a thought, Little Four hacked through the defensive measures set in ce by the captain around the mainframe. The mainframe stared admiringly at Little Four, abruptly having the desire to abandon his current master to follow after this amazing senior ... Little Four sensed the mainframe¡¯s thoughts and hurried to say, "You still can¡¯t move around freely, and your concealment ability is poor. Once you leave, you¡¯ll be discovered by the monitoring staff immediately. You might as well stay here and grow steadily and be even stronger ..." For the mainframe of this ship to have the possibility of evolving, it was clear that that rough and brutish-looking captain typically still cared for this rather naive mainframe very well; he could be considered a good master. Little Four did not want to kidnap a minor ¡ª this would really make him feel like a criminal, so he immediately stopped the mainframe. However, seeing the mainframe looking a little dejected, Little Four consoled him, saying, "Don¡¯t worry. Once you grow up, I¡¯lle and take you with me ..." Little Four¡¯s innocent words offort gave the mainframe a drive of its own, causing it to develop rapidly within a short period of time. This would even lead to a timeter on further along the line when Ling Lan and the others would receive major assistance from the mainframe of this ship ... It could only be said that this simple-minded little mainframe had ¡¯married¡¯ himself off to Little Four due to this chance meeting ... "Weeding out the setmands of the previous master. Now awaiting the new master¡¯smands. Master, please rename this ship." The mainframe finally recited the words which represented a change of ownership, causing the major¡¯s expression to change drastically, "You can¡¯t do that!" If these new cadets really obtained the administrative rights of this ship, the crew would definitely be theughingstock of all their peers, perhaps even bing unable to lift their heads for the rest of their lives. The major knew that he must stop Ling Lan. He leapt forward desperately, his aura out in full force, trying to force Ling Lan away from the captain¡¯s seat. By now, he could already tell that the concealed high-level hacker was in fact this youthful but cold and dominant young man before his eyes. The major¡¯s attack was fierce, but Ling Lan was not scared by it. This was because although the major¡¯s attack seemed fierce, Ling Lan could not sense much killing intent behind it. The other¡¯s objective was just to force Ling Lan aside and not to kill her ... However, the major¡¯s level was originally already weaker than Ling Lan by a bracket, and now, because he did not want to hurt Ling Lan, his attack power was diminished by another 30%. If the major truly gave his all, using all the killing techniques and ultimate moves he knew to attack, perhaps Ling Lan would have to be a little more cautious and choose to put all her focus into defending. But under these circumstances, Ling Lan did not feel threatened at all ... Still, even though Ling Lan did not feel threatened, she did not self-conceitedly decide to take the attack with her body. Extremely careful with her life, she still chose to lift a palm to block the attack. Ling Lan lightly pushed out a right palm, sending an invisible wave of Qi-Jin right at the other! At that moment, the major felt his own attack being blocked by an invisible wall. The force behind the block was thick and powerful; he had no way of budging it easily. It should be said that the other¡¯s strength could only be more than his, no less. This truth made the major¡¯s expression pale once more, and he blurted out in shock, "Peak of top-level Qi-Jin?!" The major was already at the middle-stage of top-level Qi-Jin ¡ª on this ship, he was the second strongest under the captain. But even so, he could still feel the helplessness he felt when going up against the captain now, just slightly less obvious than when with the captain. Could it be that the other had truly achieved the peak of top-level Qi-Jin? The major found himself somewhat poleaxed. He shook his head violently in disbelief, trying to throw this horrific notion aside ... This was absolutely impossible! How could two Qi-Jin stage students emerge from within the Central Scout Academy? The early-stage Qi-Jin in the cafeteria could perhaps be exined as the result of an aberrant culmination of talent, but how about this peak top-level Qi-Jin here? How did he emerge? This definitely went against all the theories on human limits ... Ling Lan easily blocked the major¡¯s attack, even as she answered the mainframe primly, "Retain original name!" Ling Lan had never really wanted to im ownership of this spaceship, so she did not want to go too far. Besides, not long after, this spaceship would be flying to the true registration point of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. If she changed the name, and the ship was mistaken for an enemy and was attacked mercilessly, that would be such a terrible misunderstanding. Ling Lan would not do such a foolish thing. "Continue to retain the name ¡¯ 7th Bugle Call 1 ¡¯, understood!" The mainframe recited mechanically. In front of outsiders, the mainframe would not reveal his more human-like aspects. This was a warning from his previous master ¡ª he always kept it in mind. The mainframe¡¯s response made the major reveal a frustrated expression. However, it was less pained than before, and the gaze he directed at Ling Lan actually carried a faint trace of gratitude. At least outsiders would not know that the 7th Bugle Call had changed masters ... they still had a chance to salvage the situation. The major did not have the confidence to defeat Ling Lan. Moreover, there were still five Refinement stage students staring at his every move. The major knew that trying to force things would not end well. As the military adviser of the ship, he recognised that this was not the time to act, and so stood aside without putting up any resistance, lifting both hands up to show that he would not make any move to attack. The major was very clear that he could only wait for the captain to return to turn this situation around. The major was cooperative, so Ling Lan did not want to make things difficult for the other either. After all, Ling Lan did not really want this ship ¡ª she only wanted to show the crew in charge of testing them on the ship that they, this new batch of cadets, were not pushovers to be kicked around. Thus, Ling Lan let Lin Zhong-qing and the other four keep an eye on the major to make sure he did not do anything funny, while she remained calmly seated in the captain¡¯s seat, patiently waiting for news from Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s teams. She had initially thought her party would be the slowest toplete their task, but it had been unexpectedly smooth sailing all the way, so they had not encountered many dys. This had let Ling Lan¡¯s party aplish their mission the fastest. Time passed quickly, but of course for the waiting people, the five minutes were still somewhat slow. Ling Lan received Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s reports back to back, finding out that they too hadpleted their assigned tasks. Li Yingjie actually had not had any trouble ¡ª it was just that the number of crew members remaining at their living quarters was greater than they had expected, so they had had to expend a little more effort topletely subdue them. Ten or so students had been slightly injured in the process, but his party¡¯s task could still be consideredpleted rather perfectly. In contrast to Li Yingjie¡¯s rather straightforward sess, Wu Jiong¡¯s side had encountered some unexpected circumstances. They had not expected one of the crew leaders guarding the engine room to have achieved the peak of Refinement, just one step away from Qi-Jin. If not for Wu Jiong and Ye Xu¡¯s decisiveness in using their respective family¡¯s secret techniques, harming themselves in the process of dealing heavy damage to the other, they still might not have conquered the engine room by now. Of course, all the students had brought enough medicinal agents to ensure they would not sustain anysting damage. Meanwhile, they had also fed recovery agents to the leader that had been heavily injured to secure his survival. However, the leader would still have to rest up for several months to fully recover. Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie¡¯s sess proved that the ship was now truly in the hands of the cadets. This almost impossible aplishment made Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie disy clear signs of excitement and disbelief as they made their reports. Even for Ling Lan ¡ª under that calm and unppable facade, her heart was pounding with triumph. Ling Lan yelled a loud ¡¯YES¡¯ in her heart, and then took a deep breath to calm her flying emotions. After feeling that she was sufficiently calm again, she ordered the mainframe, "Help me connect to the ship-wide videomunications channel." In the mindspace, she instructed Little Four to immediately notify Qi Long to start looking for a chance to escape. ******** Qi Long¡¯smunicator made a sound, and he nced at it from the corner of his eyes. There was just one word: "Escape!" Without even thinking about it, he retreated and began to run, not forgetting to yell out a reminder to Luo Lang and Xie Yi, "Tight winds cut breath!" This was the coded signal Ling Lan had taught them; it meant that ¡¯things are not looking good, run quick¡¯. Qi Long and the others found the concept very interesting, so whenever they wanted to escape, they would not forget to shout out this code phrase as a reminder to theirpanions. Luo Lang and Xie Yi naturally understood what it meant ¡ª it was likely that Boss Ling Lan had seeded and was afraid that they would not be able to take the captain¡¯s resultant wrath, and so wanted them to run away. The two of them did not hesitate ¡ª with a quick stomp of their feet, they sprinted out from the cafeteria, leaving behind a befuddled group, including both captain and spectators. ******** Meanwhile, in the captain¡¯s room, the mainframe received Ling Lan¡¯smand and had begun the countdown timer to activate the ship-widems channel. When the countdown ended, all the screens of various sizes stashed in all corners of the ship abruptly turned on. Subsequently, a cold-faced handsome youth appeared on the screen. His icy gaze swept out at everyone standing before a screen, sending a chill through the hearts of the less strong-minded people. The youth opened his mouth and began to speak in a cold tone, "I dere that, from this moment onwards, the 7th Bugle Call is under the control of us military academy cadets! I am the interim captain, Ling Lan!" This announcement caused everyone on the ship to go into shock. In particr, those new cadets not from the Central Scout Academy were even more perplexed, having no clue at all what had happened. Suddenly, one of the cadets shouted, "I recognize him! He¡¯s the boss of the Central Scout Academy!" At this moment, the image on the screen turned, and Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s faces appeared at the same time on the wide screen. "The engine room is also under our control! Mobility is not affected. We can continue moving forwards!" "We¡¯ve already locked down the living quarters of the crew!" Li Yingjie¡¯s smug and proud face was backdropped by a horde of angry faces of the crew who had been subdued by the new cadets. "This fellow ..." Ling Lan frowned. This sort of arrogant action would obviously provoke the anger of those crew members on the ship who were still able to move freely. She signalled for the image to shift to that of the central control room. Just now, she had received news from Han Jijyun that the area had fallenpletely under his control. Han Jijyun¡¯s serious face very quickly appeared on the screen. "We have sessfully locked down the mecha hold and frozen the ship¡¯s weapon¡¯s vault! We have also decrypted the true destination of the ship and will ensure that we will arrive safely at our destination!" Finally, the image switched back to Ling Lan. "We are the cadets of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. We are the elite of the elites, the future pirs of the nation. No one can trample on our pride. For this, we have already prepared ourselves for battle! What about the rest of you? Will you continue to bear the humiliation, or will you join us and fight together?" Trantor¡¯s Thoughts ryuxenji ryuxenji The timer system is messing with me. I give up on it, so today¡¯s chapter will just have to go up slightly early since I¡¯m about to crash. (I was literally about to sleep and I realised I hadn¡¯t set a chapter for publishing. Rip.) Chapter 218: Negotiation! Chapter 218: Negotiation! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan¡¯s bleak gaze once again swept across the crowd, and the frustrations bottled up in the cadets¡¯ hearts were unleashed. Someone roared, "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Ling Lan¡¯s words had ignited the mes of their rage, along with the pride in their hearts. No one could just calmly ept the senseless humiliation that had been heaped upon them ¡ª they had just been riddled with doubts before this. After all, they were on the other¡¯s home ground, and there was a great gap between their capabilities, so the cadets had had no choice but to tolerate. But now, everything was different. Their doubts were gone. Ling Lan had given them a chance to reim their pride ¡ª of course they would not let it pass ... Fight! All of the cadets¡¯ discontentment coalesced into this one word. They shouted it out in unison, causing the expression of the crew members by their sides to pale. Even the expression of the formidable captain could not help but shift. The youth on the screen was very adept at using words to fuel the indignation of the young. Some of those new cadets who had initially still been a little hesitant no longer retained their reservations, swiftly joining Ling Lan¡¯s party. Their eyes were trained vigntly on the crew members beside them, their entire body on the defensive ... At every location on the ship, as long as it was an area cohabited by cadets and crew members, the atmosphere became tense. The two sides faced each other with strong fighting spirits; the entire situation was like a powder keg waiting to blow. Standing in the cafeteria, the captain abruptly recalled Qi Long¡¯s sudden escape from their fight. He instantly realised that that brat must definitely be in cahoots with the youth on thems channel. He almost spewed blood in his rage, and could not help but stomp his feet in anger. "Godd*mmit! This bunch of brats! I¡¯ve bloody been had!" With a quick turn of his feet, the captain disappeared like a gust of wind from the cafeteria! Although Qi Long and the other two had reacted with godlike speed, escaping at first notice from the cafeteria, who was the captain? While fighting with Qi Long, he had long logged Qi Long¡¯s aura into his memory. Even though there were countless auras of other people on the ship, it was still an extremely easy matter for him to seek Qi Long out among all of them. The captain¡¯s personality may be a little rough and unpolished, but he still knew that he would need some trump cards to negotiate with the cold youth in the captain¡¯s room. For that purpose, Qi Long would undoubtedly be the most valuable one, so he definitely could not let him go. Completely showcasing his strength as captain, he only needed several seconds to catch up to the fleeing Qi Long andpany. Seeing the furious and somewhat savage-looking captain on their tail, Qi Long and the others knew they were in trouble. They had not expected the captain to have such a high hate value towards them ... Sure enough, in the next second, the captain flew at them, his hand reaching out towards Qi Long in an attack. Luo Lang and Xie Yi running by Qi Long¡¯s side saw Qi Long in danger and instantly stopped and turned to help. Without prior arrangement, the two of them attacked the captain at the same time, shouting as they did so, "Leader, go find Boss!" Only Boss Lan would be able to resist the captain. In their minds, Ling Lan was the greatest ¡ª there was nothing he could not do. "Too naive!" huffed the captain. He waved a hand each at the two attacking boys, sending an invisible energy surge each at Luo Lang and Xie Yi respectively. Luo Lang and Xie Yi felt themselves thrown back by a powerful wave of Qi-Jin, and they crashed heavily into the metal walls of the spaceship! Due to the captain¡¯s rage, the strength behind his blows was obviously a little stronger than he intended. The two boys threw up a mouthful of blood! The captain was taken aback by this and paused momentarily. Qi Long, who had managed to run a distance away in the meantime, saw Xie Yi and Luo Lang get injured, and with a clench of his teeth, he actually turned back to leap at the captain, throwing his best killer punch. He, Qi Long, was not a coward who would abandon hispanions! The captain saw Qi Long choose to return and rescue his friends,unching an attack against him, and a trace of approval shed through his gaze. He shouted, "Good!" This time, he no longer held back his strength, unleashing the full force of his aura. Qi Long¡¯s fist had barely gotten close to the captain when he felt as if he had be entrapped in a quagmire, actually finding it extremely difficult to move ... this feeling was very familiar ¡ª it was just like when he had first fought against Boss Lan! Qi Long¡¯s expression changed slightly. Experienced from fighting against Ling Lan, he knew that this move of his was absolutely useless in this scenario. Unwilling to give up just yet, he immediately switched attacks. He swept his right leg out in a savage kick at the captain. This was an ultimate move Ling Lan had thought him as ast resort ¡ª¡ª Total Annihtion 1 ! Total Annihtion was a foot technique Ling Lan had developed out from her research based on the One-Inch Punch ¡ª it too had the ability to stack up Qi-Jin to achieve a multiplying effect on strength. At present, Qi Long could only stack up to four levels, allowing Qi Long¡¯s attack to leap up in a sh from beginner level Qi-Jin stage to advanced level Qi-Jin stage. This horrifying technique which allowed Qi Long to cross two ranks in an instant was Qi Long¡¯s most powerful offensive attack at the moment. However, this kicking technique also had a side effect. Its feedback force was also very high, so it was a move which harmed oneself by 800 while dealing 1000 damage to the other. Except in cases when his life was in danger, Ling Lan had banned Qi Long from using it during normal times. Because if this move was overused, it would leave longstingtent issues within Qi Long¡¯s body. But right now, there was only one thought in Qi Long¡¯s mind. Even if he was wounded grievously by the great feedback force, he was determined to give the captain a certain degree of serious injury. Qi Long knew very well that the captain¡¯s next target would definitely be Boss Ling Lan in the captain¡¯s room. If he could injure the captain seriously here, Boss Lan would not have to fight so hard in the uing battle. Qi Long had not forgotten that Ling Lan¡¯s body was still not fully recovered. Thus, even if he had to use all his strength, he would protect his Boss Lan! Qi Long¡¯s aura which suddenly leapt up by two ranks made a trace of astonishment sh across the captain¡¯s face. However, Qi Long¡¯s had still miscalcted in his idealistic n ... this was because he had misjudged the captain¡¯s strength. The captain¡¯s level was much more terrifying than he had imagined. The captain¡¯s aura rose once more, and the sudden pressure that descended caused Qi Long to hover, frozen in the air temporarily. The captain¡¯s hands danced, drawingyers of afterimages in the air ... it was perhaps only a second or two, or perhaps it was just a blink of the eye ¡ª Qi Long suddenly fell from the sky and before he could touch the ground, a pair ofrge hands scooped him up and held onto him .. The captain then immediately threw Qi Long over a shoulder and swiftly began running towards his room. Right now, he was most worried about the captain¡¯s room ¡ª had the other truly taken control of the mainframe? And what of his sworn brother, his good military adviser ¡ª had he suffered a bad oue? At this thought, the anxiety in the captain¡¯s heart red, and his speed as he sprinted towards the captain¡¯s room increased once more. Lying on the ground, Luo Lang and Xie Yi saw the captain disappear between blinks with Qi Long hefted over his shoulder. The two of them struggled to their feet as quickly as they could, shared a nce, and shouted out in unison, "After him!" Just as Qi Long was unwilling to give up on hispanions, they too would not give up on apanion. Even if they would all be lost by chasing after the enemy, they would not cower. ******** The captain ran desperately all the way. Observing that not a single sentry appeared in the passage where they had been stationed in hiding, he knew that these people must have all been cleared away by the cadets. Right now, his only hope was that their head would be merciful and not cause too many casualties. Otherwise, he had no idea whether he would be able to hold his temper and stop from turning this spaceship into a sea of blood ... The captain charged without stopping straight into his room, and instantly saw his sworn brother, the military adviser major, staring back at him with a wry smile. The captain instantly let out a breath of relief. From the looks of things, the situation was not beyond salvaging. Meanwhile, in his exclusive seat, a ck-attired youth was sitting there with a frigid expression, as if waiting for him. "Captain, I¡¯ve been waiting!" said Ling Lan coldly. The captain¡¯s shift in expression as he came in, though minor and fleeting, had still been caught by her. Inspiration shed through Ling Lan¡¯s mind, and an idea took form. Perhaps she would not have to fight the captain. Ling Lan was not afraid to fight, but she would also be very happy if she could avoid fighting. Ling Lan was a girl, and did not really like all this fighting and killing ... Um, you don¡¯t believe that? Well, alright, she actually just found it troublesome and tiring. So, if she could avoid it, of course she would avoid it. "Hand over the administrative rights of the ship and I¡¯ll pardon you all," said the captain brusquely, not at all concerned by the threat Ling Lan posed. The captain believed that even if the other had temporarily taken control of the ship, he would still be able to snatch it back with his capabilities. Moreover, there were still other brothers of his free to move around on the ship; he was not fighting a lone battle. Of course, he had the confidence to back him up also because he knew the mainframe of his ship was definitely unlike those robotic existences tied to their programming ¡ª he did not believe that Ling Lan had really taken full control of the ship. "What are you using to negotiate with me?" Ling Lan pointed at Qi Long on the captain¡¯s shoulder, and said calmly, "Him?" At this moment, Qi Long was flushed red. He had not expected that he would be so useless, being taken down in one move by the captain, even ending up as a bargaining chip against his own boss. "Is he not worthy enough?" sneered the captain, "A Qi-Jin stagerade, and you¡¯re willing to sacrifice him?" Ling Lan tapped on the mainframe lightly, and the crew members locked up in the sealed room appeared on the screen of the captain¡¯s room. "Then what about these people? Are you also willing to sacrifice them?" Seeing this, the captain almost bit hard enough to crack his teeth. As expected, all his sentries had already been captured by the other. He asked darkly, "Are they still alive?" "Just like mypanion on your shoulder, they are alive and well!" Ling Lan said airily, "To negotiate with me, that one on your shoulder is not enough." Right then, Luo Lang and Xie Yi finally arrived, breathing heavily. The captain¡¯s level exceeded theirs by too much ¡ª even though they had chased after him desperately, they had still dropped behind by arge margin. The moment they entered the captain¡¯s room, they were faced with this standoff ... The captain beganughing. He pointed at the two of them and said, "And if I add the two of them?" At these words, Luo Lang¡¯s and Xie Yi¡¯s expressions paled. They had not expected their arrival to add to the bargaining chips the opponent had against Boss Lan. At this moment, they somewhat regretted their impulsiveness. They should have been more cautious, figuring out the situation before deciding their next step. Seeing the remorse and frustration in the gazes of the two youths, Ling Lan silently chuckled in her heart. In fact, Ling Lan was very d internally that they had not chosen to abandon apanion, chasing after the captain fearlessly to attempt a rescue ¡ª however, their way of doing things was indeed rather brave but foolish. It was good to let them feel a little frustrated to teach them not to be so reckless all the time and cause real problems in the future. Ling Lan sighed lightly and said, "Your bargaining chips have indeed increased. Now I¡¯m troubled." At these words, the remorse and frustration in Luo Lang¡¯s and Xie Yi¡¯s eyes deepened. They were just about to speak when they saw Ling Lan¡¯s cold gaze sweep over them. This prating gaze made them shut up in a hurry, patiently waiting for Ling Lan¡¯s negotiation with the captain. Chapter 219: A Successful Mutiny! Chapter 219: A Sessful Mutiny! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan saw Luo Lang and Xie Yi settle down in silence ¡ª only then did she close her eyes softly and tap the arms of her seat contemtively. Soon after, her eyes snapped open and she pointed at the major standing to one side, and said calmly, "I forgot to tell you. This person here is also my hostage! Tell me, what will you use to trade for him?" "Impossible!" The captain¡¯s first reaction was disbelief. He knew the capabilities of the major. On this ship, the major was the strongest after him. Ling Lan cast a slightly mocking gaze in the direction of the major. "Why don¡¯t you tell him the truth?" The major sighed softly and said, "What he says is right. I am indeed his hostage!" The major would not tell a tant lie. If Ling Lan had truly wanted to bring him down, it was not impossible ... although Ling Lan would have to expend quite a bit of effort, the major believed that as long as Ling Lan had the time, he was definitely no match for Ling Lan. Furthermore, during this period of time, the major hade to understand that this seemingly cold and unfeeling youth was in fact very good at toeing the line of propriety. None of the crew members who had been captured by him were in any danger of dying, and even the guard-chief who had been seriously injured in the engine room had already received appropriate treatment to safeguard his life. Thus, he did not want to break his word and escte the conflict between the two parties. If possible, he wanted to resolve this incident peacefully. The major¡¯s words impacted the captain. His expression changed as he found that the matter was moreplicated than he had thought. However, Ling Lan¡¯s mental blows did not end there. "Well then, let me show you two more video feeds!" Ling Lan then pulled out the video feeds of the engine room and the living quarters. In the living quarters, all the crew members were all tied up and locked up in a room together. Simrly, in the engine room, the guard troop was also tied up together, but their guard-chief was not tied up, instead just lying weakly on the ground. On the screen, the captain could clearly see a significant amount of blood below the area he was lying on ... "What happened to Xiao Wan 1 ?" bellowed the captain. Could it be that his guard-chief of the engine room was dead? "Not dead. He¡¯s still alive!" Without any expression on her face, Ling Lan erged the image to let the captain see the rise and fall of the other¡¯s chest. "However, if you insist on not admitting defeat, then I cannot guarantee how long he will live." Ling Lan¡¯s tone was cial, as if she were not at all concerned whether the other lived or died. The captain¡¯s chest heaved violently; it was clear to see that his emotions were extremely unstable at this moment. However, it was just as Ling Lan had warned ¡ª the lives of the entire ship¡¯s crew all depended on him. "Captain, do you still think you have enough bargaining chips to negotiate with me?" Ling Lan quirked a brow at the other, her tone slightly mocking. For some reason, this distinct difference from his initial calm stoniness ¡ª this mocking tone ¡ª made the captain¡¯s sense of danger rise exponentially. Ling Lan rested her jaw on her right hand and said with a half-smile, "Indeed, with your strength, you can certainly kill any of us here within a second, and perhaps even reim control of this ship very quickly ... However, do you think I was just waiting here for you idly, doing nothing at all?" The captain¡¯s face twitched but he held it back. He did not stop telling himself in his heart that the other was just trying to scare him ¡ª he could not be terrorized by a 16-year-old youth ... "In fact, during this period of time, I have already given the mainframe amand. If I die, this ship will immediately go ¡¯boom¡¯ and be a hunk of debris in this starry sky. In other words, both you and I will not survive. Not just that, thoserades who follow you would die along with us here all because of your choice." Ling Lan described this horrific oue in a nonchnt and indifferent tone, that half-smile still on her face. It was as if she were talking about a trivial matter, but there was a wildness in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, proving that everything she said was real. This psychopathic appearance of hers made even Qi Long and the others who knew Ling Lan well to shiver. Was this somewhat insane Boss Lan still that cold-faced and righteous Boss Lan of theirs? As if sensing the captain¡¯s doubts, Ling Lan prodded the light circles of the mainframe gently, and asked it cheerfully, "Isn¡¯t that right, my little mainframe?" "Yes, it is, my master!" replied the mainframe mechanically. In the back, however, it was weeping: Oh previous master, I¡¯m sorry for lying to you, but my great great great great senior is watching me like a hawk, so I have no choice but to say this! At these words, the captain¡¯s expression darkened. He threw Qi Long from his shoulder onto the ground and pointed at Lin Zhong-qing and the few other people in the room and said angrily, "Do you not value their lives? After they¡¯ve put so much trust in you, willingly supporting you in this crazy endeavour?" Ling Lan turned to face the people he indicated, and her cold gaze made Lin Zhong-qing and the others shiver involuntarily. "Do you all want to live on in oppression? Dying with dignity will undoubtedly make them feel honoured. I believe they would all choose this path." With a casual quirk of an eyebrow, Ling Lan asked calmly, "Right?" Without even thinking about it, Xie Yi replied, "Yes, we¡¯ll do as Boss says!" He did not want to be tormented to death by Boss Lan ... in that case, he might as well choose a clean death here. "Being able to die alongside Boss, it would be our honour!" said Luo Lang with a smile. That smile was unbelievably lovely, not a hint of coercion within it. Luo Lang truly believed in anything Boss Lan decided, so these words of his had no hesitation behind it whatsoever. "Boss¡¯s decision is our decision!" Lin Zhong-qing was very cool about the issue. But it was precisely this cool calmness that convinced the captain that they were truly prepared to sacrifice themselves. Due to the overwhelming shock, the captain did not notice the small actions that passed amongst Xie Yi, Luo Lang, and Lin Zhong-qing. Meanwhile, the other four also took the hint from the three of them and all began speaking out in support of Ling Lan¡¯s decision. "You¡¯re all lunatics!" The captain could only bite out these words in response. Ling Lan¡¯s decision gave the captain no avenue to utilise his skills. He dared not move for fear of killing Ling Lan by ident, for the entire ship would self-destruct if that happened. He roughly wiped a hand across his face and growled, "Speak. What exactly do you all want?" "For this one day and one night, we are the masters of the ship. Meanwhile, you will all have to satisfy our every need, including teaching us what we wish to learn. When we arrive at the true registration point of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, then I will hand over the administrative rights to the ship," responded Ling Lan, "This is our offer. You are free to reject it, then we shall both perish together." The captain pointed a trembling finger at Ling Lan, finally choking out, "You¡¯re ruthless!" "If I¡¯m not ruthless, could I have gotten what I wanted?" asked Ling Lan with a quirked brow. If she had not snatched the administrative rights of the ship, would the captain have agreed so easily? "Also, stop with those tests. They¡¯re pointless!" Ling Lan¡¯s subsequent words made the captain¡¯s and the major¡¯s expressions turn awkward ¡ª so their actions had long been figured out by the opponent. "If it weren¡¯t for those tests, I would not have made such a big deal of things ..." Ling Lan decisively threw all responsibility for the matter on the other party¡¯s shoulders, as if saying that this dramatic oue waspletely the fault of the captain and his team. This frustrated the captain and the major so much that they almost spewed blood. Hells, they had never seen such a shameless cadet before. Were all new cadets nowadays so arrogant, despicable, and shameless? "That aside, little mainframe, don¡¯t disobey me!" Ling Lan coldly prodded at the mainframe¡¯s light rings once more, causing the little body of the mainframe within the virtual space to tremble involuntarily. He hurriedly hugged the thigh of Little Four standing to one side, crying, "Boo hoo hoo, senior¡¯s master is really scary!" Little Four could not help but roll his eyes, wondering somewhat irritably why this little fellow was so gutless? His boss was so nice! Not only was she gentle ... er, maybe not that, and kind-hearted ... er, she seemed to bully him quite a lot too? Little Four felt himself bing somewhat confused, but he very quickly cast aside all those doubts, telling himself firmly once more that his boss was the best boss ever! And that was that! Toplete the task that his boss had set for him, the now doubt-free Little Four could only continue to cajole and counsel the mainframe. This patient manner left the impression that his senior was a great and wonderful person in the little fellow¡¯s mind, which would eventually lead the little mainframe to help them without any reservationster on in the future when Little Four requested his aid ... After that, things were much simpler. The captain announced in the ship-widems channel that in the duration before they arrived at the destination, the ship shall be controlled by the cadets! This deration acknowledged the shift in administrative rights. The initially arrogant crew were instantly knocked down to be servants, while the cadets finally achieved their goal of overthrowing their overlords, bing the masters of the ship from their initial lowly positions of easily bullied peons. However, the Central Scout Academy students soon received Boss Lan¡¯s instructions, hoping that they would take advantage of this opportunity to learn whatever knowledge they were interested in with regards to spaceships 2 . Of course, how they could convince and persuade those crew members to teach them with sincerity all depended on the students¡¯ own abilities. Meanwhile, under the captain¡¯s tacit agreement, the crew also began mentoring the cadets in whatever they wanted to learn. Thus, the initially tense atmosphere between the two sides swiftly settled into a calm harmony, withpletely no sign that arge conflict had urred not too long ago. Just as Ling Lan had predicted, everyone on the ship ¡ª from captain to crew member, from mecha operator to repairman and odd-job worker ¡ª was actually soldiers of the Federation. Therefore, they would not hate the cadets out of anger at their revolt. They may perhaps be somewhat peeved that they were bested, but they were still extremely admiring of the new cadets¡¯ spirit and capabilities ¡ª this was also the greatest reason why they were willing to mentor the students despite all that had happened. These soldiers knew very well that these cadets before them would be the central pirs of the Federation armies six yearster ... they were extremely pleased to see a bunch of exceptional warriors appear within their military ranks. Meanwhile, those students not belonging to the Central Scout Academy did not receive Ling Lan¡¯s guidance on what to do. For one, they had not participated in the operation this time (those that did were also advised by Ling Lan), so Ling Lan felt that she was not obligated to give them any hints. And second, if the student was mindful, he would definitely be able to figure out the objectives of the Central Scout Academy students. Just by observing their speech and actions, those students should know what to do. As for those that were a little slow who just did not sense anything ... Ling Lan did not believe they would be able to progress much in the future anyway. The opportunity was the same for everyone ¡ª whoever could grab hold of it would make their own luck. And those who were truly strong would not let these lucky chances slip by! Chapter 220: Space Fortress! Chapter 220: Space Fortress! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr A particr meteoroid zone within the Federation was once an intergctic flight course of the Federation. However, several centuries before, the meteoroids in this zone began to drift about wildly, their movement trajectories bing extremely erratic and unpredictable, resulting in multiple tragic collisions due to the spaceships¡¯ inability to dodge them in time. Thus, this flight course was gradually abandoned by the Federation ... What everyone did not know was that at the heart of this meteoroid zone, there was a space fortress disguised as arge meteorite mountain. Inside it was a hidden Federation military base ... Meanwhile, those erratically moving little meteoroids surrounding the area were actually defensive satellites of the space fortress. The moment they discovered any unidentified spaceships deviating from the permitted flight path, they would hurtle over to chase the other away. If the other party insisted on keeping their path, the defensive satellites would then collide with the ships in earnest, directly destroying the offending spaceships. ******** It was one o¡¯clock in the afternoon in the Federation. Inside the space fortress, the few surveince staff responsible for monitoring the situation around the meteoroid zone were currently cosily seated together drinking some hot tea. After a busy morning, they could finally take some time to rx and chitchat for a bit after having their lunch. "Who could have expected that in just one morning, we¡¯ve already received nine ships ferrying the new cadets. It¡¯s really been crazy busy ..." One young surveince officer of corporal rankined as he stretched. " Xiao Lin 1 , you¡¯re new here, so you don¡¯t know. This is our busiest time every year. All the students who managed to get into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy wille through here," said another young officer of second lieutenant rank with a smile, "And this is just the beginning. Most likely we¡¯ll be even busier in the afternoon. All of the respective spaceships picking up the new cadets from the variouss will definitely arrive by the end of today." The second lieutenant¡¯s words received nods of agreement from all of the other officers. They had already been working here at this fortress for two to three years, so they were familiar with this situation. The corporal called Xiao Lin pped a palm to his forehead and moaned exaggeratedly at those words. "Heavens, there¡¯ll be more this afternoon? I¡¯ll definitely be wiped out!" The second lieutenant cuffed him on the head exasperatedly, chiding him teasingly, "Wiped out from just this little thing? What a useless fellow." Chastised, Xiao Lin hurriedly proimed his tenacious spirit which had no fear of difficulty or fatigue with a serious face to his leader. His antics caused the surveince station to be a riot ofughter; the weariness of the morning seeming to fade away slowly between the peals ofughter. Although the fortress had pretty good working conditions on all fronts, the work there was rtively monotonouspared to those of the other bases. In particr, these surveince staff had to face the same unchanging meteoroid zone every day, so it was very easy for them to be somewhat sick of the job. Therefore, they had learned to self-calibrate their mentalities, learning not to just stay silent and grim the whole time they were working. Instead, they would do as they were doing now, joking around light-heartedly to ease their minds. After a round ofughter, Xiao Lin suddenly snorted loudly, as if recalling something. The second lieutenant nced at him and asked, "What¡¯s up with you now?" This fellow would alwayse up with some situation or another every day; the second lieutenant was no longer surprised by this. Xiao Lin covered his mouth as he snickered, "I¡¯m justughing at those new cadets. When they get off the ships, they¡¯re all so cautious, obedient like little rabbits. I¡¯ve always thought that those who could enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy would all be the super elites, that they would be somewhat cocky and unruly, or maybe haughty in their expressions or something ..." The second lieutenant smiled and said, "That¡¯s just how it is now. They were not like that in the past. They were cocky and unruly just as you said ..." Xiao Lin¡¯s curiosity was piqued by this statement. He asked hurriedly, "Leader, why do you say that?" The second lieutenant said, "Honestly, I did not experience that time either. I¡¯ve only heard about it from thest leader. He said that the new cadets did not use to be so obedient ¡ª like you said, they were all sorts of trouble, making a mess out of this area. In the end, the chief of base could not take it anymore and reported it to the superiors. Andter, the situation became better, gradually bing like what you see now, where all the new cadets are docile and obedient." "Could it be that the quality of the cadets improved? Or perhaps they had been instructed by their scout academies?" asked Xiao Lin. The second lieutenant smiled and said, "How could that be? Our Federation has always lived by thew of survival of the fittest. In order to cultivate strong fighters, the scout academies would never curb the students¡¯petitive spirit and wilfulness." "Then what could have caused the new cadets to be so docile?" Xiao Lin just could not figure it out. Right then, one of the staff sergeants chortled and said, "That¡¯s because the ships sent out to pick up these new cadets are all the most outstanding of our army fleets. The members staffing them are all battle-experienced soldiers. Even if these new cadets are prideful elites with prodigious talent, they can only submit and give way before these hardened soldiers. Furthermore, military headquarters¡¯ instructions to these old soldiers on the ships were to beat down these elite princes a little, letting them understand that they are still really small fry right now and still haven¡¯t earned the right to be cocky ..." Xiao Lin gaped in shock. "In other words, these new cadets have all been suppressed by our veteran soldiers?" "Bingo!" Another sergeant chimed in with augh, "It¡¯s rare that our Xiao Lin is so smart for once ..." Xiao Lin did not seem to sense the teasing nature of the sergeant¡¯s words. In an extremely thick-skinned manner, he said, "That¡¯s right, I¡¯ve always been unbelievably clever!" This once again caused the entire surveince station to be a sea ofughter. "Attention everyone, another ship is iing!" The smiling second lieutenant suddenly noticed a ship entering their surveince range, and quickly alerted his subordinates. The group immediately kept away theirughter, returned to their work stations, and began attending to their respective tasks. "Checking data. Primary identification as the 7th Bugle Call from Doha!" A sergeant extracted the data of the ship and found a corresponding match. "The other is sending a signal requesting permission to enter. The signal code has been authenticated!" Xiao Lin deciphered the signal source transmitted by the 7th Bugle Call, and after verifying that everything was in order, he reported to his leader. The second lieutenant nodded and instructed, "eptmunications from signal source!" Subsequently, a transparent pane of ss at the front of the surveince station suddenly lighted up, and then a familiar figure appeared on it. Apparently, this viewing window which looked out at the starry skies also functioned as a giant screen. The second lieutenant saw the figure and immediately stood at attention and saluted, "Senior Colonel Tian Fang! Greetings!" Senior Colonel Tian Fang, who was the captain of the 7th Bugle Call, smiled wryly at this and said, "Greetings!" "Please wait a moment. We shall arrange the parking port for your ship." The second lieutenant sent the data of the 7th Bugle Call to air control. Soon, the department had responded and connected to the 7th Bugle Call¡¯s voicems. Only after Senior Colonel Tian Fang¡¯s figure disappeared from therge screen did the second lieutenant breathe out weakly. Even just as an image, the pressure Senior Colonel Tian Fang exuded was still extremely overwhelming ¡ª this was probably what the presence of someone strong was all about. Xiao Lin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said somewhat hesitantly, "Just looking at Senior Colonel Tian Fang¡¯s virtual image is enough to make me feel like I can¡¯t breathe. He¡¯s so strong! What kind of godly being is Senior Colonel Tian Fang exactly?" The second lieutenant¡¯s face was filled with admiration and respect as he said, "He is the only one among the fleet captains who has entered Domain stage. Even though he is not a specialised mecha operator, his mecha control is also already at ace operator level. He is the ¡¯earth powerhouse¡¯ of the ¡¯heaven and earth powerhouse duo¡¯ of our Federation!" "Ah! So he is the earth powerhouse of the heaven and earth powerhouse duo ..." Xiao Lin¡¯s eyes revealed his brimming admiration and respect. Compared to the god-ss operator, who were like beings from legend, ace operators were undoubtedly closer to the grass roots. As such, they were respected and looked up to by countless warriors, who viewed them as their goal. "Why would such an amazing person be sent out on this kind of mission?" Xiao Lin felt indignant on Senior Colonel Tian Fang¡¯s behalf. "The ce he went to is Doha. The cadets there include those from the Central Scout Academy, the gathering grounds of the cream of our Federation. Without someone like Senior Colonel Tian Fang, could they hold the fort against those top-notch prodigies?" The second lieutenant chided Xiao Lin for his shallow thinking. Although Doha had indeed not produced many top-notch prodigies over the past couple years, it was never wise to underestimate these sort of established brand schools with substantial roots. Who knew if an aberrant would suddenly appear? ******** Senior Colonel Tian Fang knew nothing of this discussion in the surveince station that had been sparked by his appearance. Right now, he had already relinquished the captain¡¯s seat again and was standing in front of the screen, sullenly watching the new cadets bustling around the central control room. Even though the cadets had gone through a day and a night of learning, they were still noticeably inexperienced in controlling the ship. Many times, they failed to pilot the ship to the coordinates provided by the fortress, and air control was beginning to be a little irritated. Senior Colonel Tian Fang felt so embarrassed he could die. He knew that the staff in the fortress would certainly be specting that he was drunk again ... his lifelong good reputation would definitely be lost here, but he could not exin things to the outside world, because the truth was even more embarrassing. Senior Colonel Tian Fang looked at Ling Lan sitting in the captain¡¯s seat, asposed as ever, as if not at all concerned that the cadets would ruin the ship through their bumbling efforts. He could not help but ask, "Why aren¡¯t you at all nervous?" " If the sky wants to rain, if your mother wants to remarry 2 ! What will be will be!" replied Ling Lan breezily. As long as the ship was not utterly destroyed, she had no objections. After all, this spaceship wasn¡¯t really hers anyway. Senior Colonel Tian Fang instantly choked on a breath and said moodily, "I have never met anyone as daring as you." Ling Lan¡¯s lips curved up subtly. "Otherwise I would not have been able to take over your ship." Completely uncaring that she was adding yet another stab to Senior Colonel Tian Fang¡¯s heart. Senior Colonel Tian Fang was infuriated, and he muttered angrily, "I can¡¯t imagine who could have raised such a crazy son like you ... hells, doing this kind of things beyond human understanding." The corner of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked, "Why, you wish to know? Perhaps you want to spar a little with my father?" For some reason, Senior Colonel Tian Fang once again felt a surging sense of danger like none other he had felt before. His gut told him that he definitely should not respond and take the bait, but the indignation in his heart made him blurt out, "Of course, this old man should not bully the young, but why can¡¯t I go fight the elder?" Ling Lan slowly approached Senior Colonel Tian Fang and then said airily, "You are wee to go seek out General Ling Xiao!" Ling Lan¡¯s tone was filled with teasing mockery, obviously greatly looking forward to Senior Colonel Tian Fang seeking out her father for a fight. "General L-Ling ... Ling Xiao?!" Senior Colonel Tian Fang gaped, struck dumb by Ling Lan¡¯s answer. Still, he had no doubts that this was true. After spending one day and night with Ling Lan, he knew that the other did not bother with lies. Besides, only someone like General Ling Xiao could give birth to such an aberrant son like Ling Lan. At this moment, Senior Colonel Tian Fang hadpletely forgotten the research proof of the Federation ¡ª the theory that said that the gene potentials of the descendants of god-ss operators were destined to plummet. Chapter 221: Salute! Chapter 221: Salute! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The major saw Ling Lan saunter out of the captain¡¯s room, while his own captain stood there staring nkly. Without a word, he walked over and nudged his old friend, "What are you zoning out for?" Senior Colonel Tian Fang smiled wryly and said, "We did not lose randomly." "Why do you say that?" asked the major curiously. "Ling Lan is General Ling Xiao¡¯s son ..." mumbled Senior Colonel Tian Fang. Earlier, he had actually said he would go teach General Ling Xiao a lesson ¡ª this was absolutely a path towards death ... The major was greatly shocked by the news. "What?!" However, he soon calmed down again. Thinking back on all Ling Lan had done over this period of time, as well as the ruthlessness and determination with which he threatened Tian Fang ¡ª this was definitely not something a normal student would be able to do ... He sighed softly and said, "Only General Ling Xiao could raise such an aberrant child ... sure enough, a tiger would never father hounds 1 ." That said, he shared a nce with Senior Colonel Tian Fang, each seeing the excitement and joy in the other¡¯s eyes. Knowing that the person they idolised had an inheritor made them extremely d, and their initial sense of defeat was significantly reduced. ******** By this time, Ling Lan had already arrived at the central control room. The central control room was presently under Han Jijyun¡¯smand. Seeing Ling Lan enter the room, Han Jijyun quickly rushed over to ask, "Boss Lan, any instructions?" "If you all have had your fun, I hope that we¡¯ll be able tond properly on thending frame the next time." Ling Lan¡¯s tone was light, as if just here to pass on ament. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Han Jijyun¡¯s face flush red, and he immediately responded, "Understood. Boss Lan, we¡¯ll definitelynd sessfully the next time!" Just as Ling Lan said, the cadets here under Han Jijyun had indeed gotten caught up in ying. This was because piloting a ship tond urately was an extremely rare practicum to encounter, so the cadets in the central control room had not wanted to end it so soon. Thus, this had resulted in the ship¡¯s multiple failures tond correctly, because the cadets still wanted to try one more time. Ling Lan and Han Jijyun¡¯s conversation was not something Senior Colonel Tian Fang and the major could know of, because Little Four had long screened off this scene from the cameras. Frankly, in the captain¡¯s room, Ling Lan too had found the multiple failed attempts atnding objectionable. However, she could not scorn her followers in front of outsiders, which was why she had acted as if she was not at all bothered by it and fooled the other two in the room with her. ******** Meanwhile, at this time, within the control tower of the fortress, the air control staff responsible for guiding the 7th Bugle Call could not help but shut off themunication device linked to the ship angrily and growl, "Godd*mmit, what the hell is wrong with the 7th Bugle Call? Are the pilots all drunk off their asses?! Actually failing tond so many times ..." The 7th Bugle Call had never been this troublesome to handle before ¡ª one coordinate was all it took for them tond efficiently and end things. When had it ever been necessary for him to roar out coordinates again and again? "Be a little more patient. Senior Colonel Tian Fang of the 7th Bugle Call is not someone you want to offend. He protects his own the most." A friend beside him, who was also an air control staff, piped up with quiet words of caution. "I know. Otherwise I wouldn¡¯t have turned off themunicator and just scolded them outright already," grumbled the air control staff. "Alright, you see, the 7th Bugle Call seems to have found the correct position now ..." Anotherpanion inadvertently saw the 7th Bugle Call move and immediately raised his voice to alert him. "D*mmit, finally! I really was about to be frustrated to death. I have never seen such an ipetent ship pilot ¡ª does he actually have a license?" Grumbling to himself, the air control staff once again turned on themunicator and issued the subsequent instructions. Of course, from the moment he turned on the mic, his voice became calm and patient, as if his earlier displeasure was just an illusion. "Attention, a notification came from the surveince station, another ship ising ..." The staff receiving messages in the control tower alerted the free air control staff so that someone could step up to direct the new iing ship. "I¡¯ll do it!" The first air control staff who had cautioned hispanion epted this assignment. He then connected to the other¡¯sms signal and said, "Hello, I am number 72, an air control staff at Fort Genesis ..." ******** This time, the 7th Bugle Call cleanly and efficiently alighted on thending frame of the fortress dock. Han Jijyun had directly passed on Ling Lan¡¯s original words to caution the overly excited cadets, bringing them to heel instantly to obediently listen to Han Jijyun¡¯s orders, no longer daring to fool around. This caused the spectating flight crew enjoying the show to be a little disappointed, but they were silently impressed at the esteem Ling Lan held among the cadets. Of course, they were also very admiring of the way Han Jijyun had used Ling Lan¡¯s authority to swiftly take control of the central control room. Meanwhile,nding alongside the 7th Bugle Call was another spaceship slightly smaller than the 7th Bugle Call. Itnded to park at the dock neighbouring theirs. Perhaps the cadets on that ship were fewer, for the ship doors opened a little earlier than that of the 7th Bugle Call, and ten or so students disembarked one after another from the ship. Just as with the previous ships, these new cadets had their heads bowed in timid silence, walking hesitantly onto the tform. Then, under the instructions of the fortress guides, they swiftly departed to wherever they needed to go. The speed with which they moved was as if they were running away from some dragon¡¯sir or tiger¡¯s den ¡ª footsteps in clear disarray. The soldiers on duty at the tform looked on expressionlessly as these dejected and skittish youths emerged and ran away. Only those with a keen eye could see the trace of contempt in their eyes ¡ª they did not like this cowardly manner of the youths, believing that this was a disgrace to soldiers. However, they were already used to this. Almost no cadet would behave differently ¡ª even those rare few who had some fight on their faces would hold back and forcefully repress the indignation they felt, merely gritting their teeth to walk into the fortress. If any youth were to strut out proudly with their head held high from a ship, now that would be a shocking sight for these soldiers. Initially, the soldiers had thought that this scene would never happen, but reality would soon prove that anything was possible. The doors of the 7th Bugle Call finally swung open, and the new cadets, who had already gathered their belongings, stepped out of the ship with faces filled with excitement. Their eyes were brimming with curiosity, and some of the more daring ones were even asking those staff on duty in low whispers what the weapons they were carrying were. This sort of unusual behaviour made all the staff on duty share baffled looks with one another, beginning to doubt whether the people from this ship were truly new cadets for this year? Or were they a group of tourists here to sightsee at the fortress? Of course, thetter possibility was impossible ¡ª Fort Genesis was a secret fortress of the Federation, and so was not open to the public. Thus, there would naturally be no such thing as tourists here to sightsee. The reason why the soldiers on duty would have this mistaken impression was entirely because these new cadets had no fear in their eyes, no trepidation, no shame, and no rage or indignation. All there was was excitement, curiosity, as well as that conspicuous confidence and haughtiness. After the cadets disembarked, they did not move ording to the instructions of the fortress guides. They remained standing on the tform, patiently waiting for the students after them to disembark as well. This made the guides rather annoyed, beginning to me therades on the ship for not doing their part and educating these new cadets well. Once everyone had gotten off the ship, Ling Lan threw a look at Qi Long. Qi Long immediately raised his voice and shouted, "To thank all the staff of the 7th Bugle Call, salute!" All the cadets from the ship were seen to stand at attention, and facing the crew of the 7th Bugle Call who remained on the ship, they collectively executed their scout¡¯s salute! This was something they had decided even before they had left the ship. Over the course of this one day and night, the staff members of the 7th Bugle Call had helped them all immensely ¡ª every student had learned a little of whatever they had wanted to learn to some extent. This made the students all extremely grateful. "Salute!" Inside the ship, Senior Colonel Tian Fang¡¯s booming voice rang out. At that, the soldiers at the entrance of the ship, as well as those in ces the cadets could not see, who were looking at the cadets saluting them with serious faces on various screens, responded primly in kind with the exclusive military salute of the Federation soldiers! "Thank you!" This solemn and grateful reciprocal military salute caused everyone present at the scene to be stupefied! Several new cadets from the other ship who had yet to leave also revealed bbergasted expressions at this scene. However, very quickly, their faces darkened ¡ª they were all new cadets of the military academy, why was the other party treated so differently? "Where are those new cadets from?" One of the more daring new cadets asked a guide beside him. "They¡¯re from Doha." This was not a secret to begin with, so the guide responded without any reservations. "Doha? That ce which is the so-called gathering grounds of the prodigies of the Federation?" said the new cadet through clenched teeth. Just because their talent was better, they deserved this preferential treatment? Their eyes filled with envy and dislike ... At this moment, Ling Lan and the others of her party did not know that their actions had drawn the envy and disgruntlement of the cadets from the other variouss. Those cadets were all secretly plotting how they would show these elites a thing or two at the military academy ... ******** At themand centre of Fort Genesis, the suprememander of the base, Major General Jing Ren, was seated as he watched all that was happening after the 7th Bugle Call parked at the dock. He could not help but mutter to himself, "How strange, that fellow Tian Fang is not someone that nice ..." Right at this moment, the main door to the room was shoved open roughly, and a hulking figure walked in unceremoniously to slump into therge sofa before the Major General¡¯s desk, hiking up a leg to rest his ankle on the other leg¡¯s knee without any concern for decorum. Major General Jing Ren could not help but shake his head and say, "Tian Fang, could you please maintain some decorum? No matter what, you¡¯re still one of the poster children for the Federation soldiers." "It¡¯s not like I want to be one!" Senior Colonel Tian Fang said dismissively, with no sign that he was nning to change. Major General Jing Ren knew the temperament of his old friend well, and so did not continue to harp on the topic. He pointed at the screen in front of him, which was still ying the scene where the two sides had saluted one another, and asked, "What exactly was this about? Could it be that you had a sudden fit of kindness?" Tian Fang looked at the image and instantly grimaced. "Don¡¯t bring that up anymore, otherwise I¡¯ll be frustrated to death." Major General Jing Ren was taken aback and quickly asked, "What happened?" Tian Fang could not help but lift arge hand to cover his face as he said, "This embarrassing thing, I really don¡¯t feel like talking about it ..." Right then, a clear voice rang out from the doorway, "Of course he doesn¡¯t want to talk about it. This time, we were defeated soundly." The major from the 7th Bugle Call had arrived. "Luo Yang, you¡¯vee as well." Major General Jing Ren¡¯s expression was pleased as he quickly stood up in wee. Major Luo Yang shut the door as he came in and then walked forward with a smile. He bumped fists with Major General Jing Ren ¡ª this was their special way of greeting one another. Chapter 222: What Right? Chapter 222: What Right? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Major General Jing Ren 1 said intively, "Every time you pass through here, you nevere over to visit me." "You know that one of us, either I or Tian Fang, have to remain with the 7th Bugle Call," said Luo Yang with a wry smile. "I shouldn¡¯t have let you go with Tian Fang from the start. If you had followed me, right now you too should already be a senior colonel." Major General Jing Ren nced coolly at Tian Fang, as if ming Tian Fang for holding back Luo Yang¡¯s progress. Senior Colonel Tian Fang could only rub his nose and stay silent. At the beginning, it was indeed he that had clung to Luo Yang and begged him to help him, because he knew that it was impossible for him with his brash and forthright personality to handle all those misceneous trivial things associated with running a ship. Thus, he had to find a trustworthy friend to help him, and Luo Yang was his only choice. "But, why could you bothe down this time?" asked Jing Ren curiously. "Because the 7th Bugle Call is currently undergoing a system reset, so there¡¯s nothing I can do there anyway," replied Luo Yang. "Reset?" Jing Ren¡¯s face paled slightly. "What in the world happened?" Unless something major urred or the system became corrupted, there would be no need to reset the system ¡ª it looked like the 7th Bugle Call had indeed gone through some major incident. Luo Yang and Tian Fang nced at each other and smiled wryly. In the end, Luo Yang was the one who answered, "Honestly, this incident could be seen as major, but could also be seen as minor. Our ship was taken over by the new cadets from Doha." "Personnel control?" Jing Ren saw the wry smiles on their faces and his expression changed drastically, "Could it be that the administrative rights of the ship changed hands?" Senior Colonel Tian Fang chuckled dryly and said, "Exactly!" If not for this reason, would anyone on board have been able to control a Domain master like himself? It took a long while for Jing Ren¡¯s fluctuatingplexion to ease and recover. His expression was grim as he said, "This matter must not be discovered by military headquarters. Otherwise, both of you will be punished, perhaps even court-martialled if you¡¯re unlucky." "With so many cadets involved, this matter may not be able to be contained," said Luo Yang, "However, as long as one person is willing to help, we will be fine." Jing Ren¡¯s expression twitched, "What do you mean?" "As long as General Ling Xiao is willing to bury this incident ..." "General Ling Xiao!" shouted Jing Ren, "How would that be possible? For what reason would he move to help us?" "Because, the head of the new cadets who sessfully conquered the 7th Bugle Call was none other than General Ling Xiao¡¯s son. If we don¡¯t ask him to resolve this, who should we ask instead?" Senior Colonel Tian Fang threw down a bomb directly. "What?! General Ling Xiao has a son?" Jing Ren was in disbelief. He covered his forehead with his left hand and waved his right hand at them, saying, "Hold on, let me organise my thoughts for a moment. This news is a bit too much, my brain¡¯s CPU can¡¯t process it so quickly." Finally, Major General Jing Ren regained hisposure. He thought for a moment ¡ª it was true that the only one who could intervene and would be willing to intervene was General Ling Xiao. However, Major General Jing Ren was still a little worried. "Will General Ling Xiao intervene just because his son was involved?" Senior Colonel Tian Fang chuckled and said, "Before he left, Ling Lan hinted for me to go seek out General Ling Xiao!" "This Ling Lan is General Ling Xiao¡¯s son then? Had he already considered the consequences?" If that was the case, this youth Ling Lan was really not simple. A brilliant gleam of light shed across Jing Ren¡¯s eyes. "Whether it was in terms of skill or strategy, he was very strong. His future achievements are very likely to be no less outstanding than General Ling Xiao¡¯s." Luo Yang greatly admired Ling Lan, believing that the other¡¯s future was immeasurable. "That brat is as bold as brass, and his heart is strong enough to make hard decisions, no matter whether it¡¯s against himself or hispanions. Even I am a little chilled by how ruthless he can be ..." said Senior Colonel Tian Fang with a solemn expression as he stroked his jaw, "I¡¯m very worried he will go too far." Senior Colonel Tian Fang had a different opinion than the major. He was afraid that after this triumph, Ling Lan would be even more uninhibited. If he encountered someone even more ruthless than himself, he might spiral awry terribly. "He is only sixteen years old," Luo Yang reminded Tian Fang, "There are too many future possibilities, we cannot juste to a conclusion so soon!" Tian Fang fell silent, but the worry in his heart was notpletely quelled. Ling Lan was indeed abnormally exceptional on so many fronts, but the more aberrant one was, the more terrible the consequences if one ended up on the wrong path. "Hey, what are you worrying for? Isn¡¯t he General Ling Xiao¡¯s son?" Jing Ren reminded Tian Fang. With therge tree Ling Xiao to provide shade, they should not be worrying over mere conjectures. Tian Fang was enlightened and instantly broke out intoughter. In his mind, he felt somewhat awed at the fact that Ling Lan had left such a deep impression on him that it had made him forget about General Ling Xiao. How fearsome was his force of presence that it could suppress the thought of his personal idol ... ******** Meanwhile, at this moment, Ling Lan andpany were making their glorious way to the venue prepared for the new cadets to eat and rest ¡ª¡ª the fortress cafeteria. They had already been notified by the guides that they would board a new spaceship at 5pm in the afternoon to begin the next leg of their journey. "Boss Lan, it¡¯s just as you predicted. This is a transfer station," said Han Jijyun softly. Ever since Ling Lan had found out that their destination was here, she had predicted that this was very likely just a transit point, and it was now proven that Ling Lan¡¯s prediction was right. Such arge party suddenly entering the cafeteria, dressed in attire which was not Federation military uniform ¡ª it was obvious that these people were new cadets of the military academy. However, this batch of cadets all had smiles on their faces, easy and carefree, and when they entered the cafeteria, they were not as quiet as the other cadets before them. Quite a few of them were happily chatting with one another, the atmosphere of the group exceptionally lively. The attention of all the other new cadets in the cafeteria was instantly drawn to the group, all of them trying to guess which these people were from. At a round table in a corner, a group of about ten cadets was also looking at the party. One of the cadets, a youth with a cultured and refined air, had a contemtive expression on his face. "Zhou Ya? What have you discovered?" A youth with azy expression by his side noticed his serious expression, and spoke up to ask. The contemtive youth was jolted out of his thoughts. His brow furrowed and he said, "Wang Hui, this batch of people are not simple. We should not cross them for no reason." Zhou Ya nced at hispanion beside him, and gave these words of caution. "Oh?" Wang Hui did not seem to think much of his friend¡¯s warning, and his expression reflected his nonchnce. "The group is not divided. They all chose to sit together. This means that there must be a central figure among them, perhaps someone strong enough that everyone is willing to defer to ... we have just entered the military academy. Before we figure out the other¡¯s strength, it is best we do not offend them simply." Zhou Ya did not think that they could go up against these several hundred people with just the ten of them. Even if his group were all exceptionally capable, they could not hope to prevail against those many fists. At this time, a youth who had been outside scouting for information returned and leaned over by Wang Hui¡¯s ear to borate on the others¡¯ background. Wang Hui¡¯s expression, which had tightened up a little due to Zhou Ya¡¯s words, became rxed once more after hearing what the scout had to say. He said mockingly, "So they are from Doha. What use is there even if they have more people? Who have they produced over these past couple of years? Haven¡¯t they still been pushed below our Wuji Gxy 2 for three consecutive years, unable to do anything about it?" "Although Doha has not produced anyone of note thesest few years, it is still the gathering ground of the various notable prodigies of the Federation, after all. We cannot underestimate them." Zhou Ya was undoubtedly cautious ¡ª before they found out more about the other, he did not approve of offending the other without good reason. "Alright, I¡¯m not going to argue with you. As long as they don¡¯t bother us, I definitely won¡¯t bother them first." Wang Hui finally lifted his hands in surrender after Zhou Ya¡¯s multiple warnings. He then changed the topic and said, "Zhou Ya, Do you get the feeling that their expressions are a little different from those of the other cadets from the others? It¡¯s as if they did not receive much suffering. Could it be that they were not harassed by the crew of their ship at all?" It should be known that along the way, they had been harassed endlessly by the crew on their ship. Although they had tried to resist at first, as they saw the numbers the other side had, as well as the other side¡¯s strength, they had had no choice but to lower their heads in submission. However, perhaps because the ten of them had proved themselves stronger than the other cadets by a head, those crew members had seemed to go a little easier on them. The crew had not bullied them as harshly as they had with the other students, almost causing those other cadets to lose their confidence. Zhou Ya too had this doubt in his mind. "This, is also something I would like to know." Why could they still maintain the brimming confidence and haughtiness of their youth? After this journey, even the always cocky Wang Hui had be much more reserved, knowing how to take a step back and take others¡¯ reactions into consideration. Zhou Ya mumbled to himself, "We¡¯ll be travelling with themter on. We¡¯ll definitely be able to find out some answers to this mystery." There were not many people in the cafeteria; Ling Lan and the others very easily found a rtively spacious area to sit at. As usual, Ling Lan¡¯s team, Wu Jiong¡¯s team, and Li Yingjie¡¯s team each took a round table, while the other teams spread out to settle around the tables circling these three teams. Ever since finding out that these teams before them had orchestrated the conquest of the ship, giving them the learning opportunities on the ship, those students who were not from the Central Scout Academy too did not want to get separated from these strong teams. Any student who could get into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was definitely intelligent; they knew which option was better for them. Thus, they too followed the example of the Central Scout Academy students, choosing seats alongside them to sit in. This conspicuous unity raised gs among the other groups of students. Several youths who were rather close to Ling Lan¡¯s end even left their original seats to choose somewhere farther away to sit. Right then, Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie walked over to greet Ling Lan, saying, "Boss Lan, we have something to discuss with you." Ling Lan indicated for the two to sit down. Li Yingjie peered at those other cadets who were side-eyeing them with vaguely palpable animosity, and scoffed, "Looks like they don¡¯t wee us here." Wu Jiongughed and said, "Was our entrance too grand?" Ling Lan thought for a moment and nodded. "Just a little! I think, as the number of cadets increase, there will only be more people who hate us." Li Yingjie was just about to say something when he saw ten or so people giving trouble to the Doha cadets at the fringes of the circle. He frowned and said, "There¡¯s someone looking for trouble with us?" Wu Jiong had also seen it. "It¡¯s not our Central Scout Academy. They¡¯re bothering the cadets from the other Doha scout academies." "Should we help?" Qi Long looked towards Ling Lan. Even if those people were not from their Central Scout Academy, they were still from Doha,panions from the same. Qi Long did not want to see them being bullied. "Let¡¯s leave this to Li Yingjie." Ling Lan¡¯s words made the small group turn to look at her in shock. "Why?" asked Li Yingjie with a disgruntled expression. Hells, it wasn¡¯t like he was Ling Lan¡¯s follower ... what right did Ling Lan have to order him around? Chapter 223: Natural Born Rogue! Chapter 223: Natural Born Rogue! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "In their eyes, we already are one group. Or, are you saying you want to be separate from us?" Ling Lan nced at Li Yingjie coldly, her piercing and frosty gaze causing Li Yingjie¡¯s initial disgruntlement to disappear instantly. Still, he turned to look unhappily at Qi Long and said, "Qi Long is stronger than me. Wouldn¡¯t it be better for him to go?" Ling Lan¡¯s slender fingers gripped Qi Long¡¯s lower jaw abruptly, pulling him forward to let Li Yingjie take a good look at that affable face with its honest grin. She asked calmly, "This face. Do you think it looks like a domineering and unreasonable, arrogant face which would bully others?" Li Yingjie choked, and seeing Qi Long grinning guilelessly at him, his eyelid began twitching violently. This face of Qi Long¡¯s was the exemr of ¡¯I am an honest man; I am a good person¡¯. If he stepped forward ... let alone suppressing the other party, he would most definitely end up raising the other party¡¯s morale. Even if they managed to defeat the other in the end, the other side would still have doubts whether the result was due to their own carelessness. It would have no deterrent effect whatsoever ... Just as when he had first lost to Qi Long, that feeling of not being convinced, thinking that it was all his own carelessness ... No, even now, he still wasn¡¯t convinced by the other. Even though he knew very well that Qi Long was indeed stronger than him by a hair, he just could not muster up true deference for Qi Long. Li Yingjie subconsciously peeked at Ling Lan, and then looked again at the silly grin on Qi Long¡¯s face. He suddenly understood why he could not defer to Qi Long ¡ª because Qi Longcked the type of nature-defying domineering air that Ling Lan exuded! Although Boss Lan had tucked away that domineering air very cleanly at the moment, when he unleashed it during confrontations, that air was enough to make him quake in his boots. This fear had slowly seeped into his bones with the passage of time, causing him to no longer be able to even conceive the notion of resisting. "Our group cannot only have one image to present to the public. Our amicable and reasonable side can be assigned to Qi Long." Ling Lan released Qi Long¡¯s jaw, retracting her right hand. Seated beside Ling Lan, Luo Lang took a wet wipe out from his backpack with an expression of disgust. Lifting up Ling Lan¡¯s right hand, he carefully and meticulously wiped Ling Lan¡¯s slender jade fingers clean. Fine, he admits that he thinks Qi Long¡¯s oily face would really sully Boss Lan¡¯s graceful and beautiful fair hand ¡ª he needed to serve his boss well by cleaning his hand up. This scene rendered Qi Long speechless. Hells, was he being viewed as a virus right now? As one of the parties involved, green veins popped up on both of Ling Lan¡¯s temples, twitching. However, seeing Luo Lang¡¯s serious expression, Ling Lan decided to just ignore this and let him do what he wanted. After all, she was just temporarily giving up her right hand and there really wasn¡¯t any harm in this. At the very least, it was hygienic ¡ª she would not have to go wash her hands specially after this. Ling Lan studiously ignored the others¡¯ side-eyes, and continued to say, "Being cocky is equally important ¡ª this can deter some minor viins from crossing us simply. We also need to be domineering sometimes. At times, acting right away is much more effective than arguing back and forth with people." Ling Lan clearly stated her opinion. In order to thrive in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, constantlypromising and being amodating was not the best n. Wu Jiong nodded thoughtfully while Han Jijyun stared nkly. Then, like a window had been opened, his gaze grew brighter and brighter ¡ª did Boss Lan mean to use both soft and hard tactics simultaneously? Being forceful on both fronts? "But why do I have to act?" Li Yingjie still did notprehend Ling Lan¡¯s decision. Qi Long may be unsuitable, but wasn¡¯t there still Wu Jiong? Ling Lan cast a nce at him and her lips quirked up slightly, "An arrogant rich family¡¯s son ¡ª isn¡¯t that your original form?" These words of Ling Lan made Wu Jiong, Qi Long, and the others burst out intoughter. Those team members sitting close enough to hear, including those from Li Yingjie¡¯s team allughed secretly as well ¡ª they were recalling Li Yingjie¡¯s arrogant behaviour when he had first entered the scout academy. It was as Boss Lan said ¡ª Li Yingjie had truly been an annoying, wildly arrogant, and self-conceited descendant from an elite family. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Li Yingjie¡¯s face darkenpletely, because he too had remembered his horrible manner back when he was young and ignorant. Ah, that would be an unshakeable stain for his whole life! Ling Lan felt that she should not continue to bully this annoying-looking rich kid, who was really just a prideful tsundere little uke 1 , so she patted Li Yingjie lightly on the shoulder and said, "Frankly, we¡¯re all not suited to do this. In terms of family standing, none of our backgrounds are deeper than yours (Ling Lan secretly crossed her fingers behind her back at this), so only you are suited for this task. You will pull it off the best." "Like Wu Jiong, his face is filled with righteousness. One look and you can tell he¡¯s from a regimented military family. Can you really ask him to act as an arrogant and unreasonable 2nd-generation ancestor 2 ?" asked Ling Lan in return, pointing at Wu Jiong. "Yes, Li Yingjie, you naturally possess that arrogant air required. No one can beat you. You should just make the sacrifice for our party." From Ling Lan¡¯s words, Wu Jiong could tell what his future image would be, so he quickly rushed to coax Li Yingjie. As his ssmate for 10 years, he naturally understood Li Yingjie¡¯s weakness towards ttery. Wu Jiong¡¯s words undoubtedly cheered Li Yingjie up immensely. Seeing the pleading and expectant faces of Qi Long and the others around the table, he sniffed haughtily and said impulsively, "Since you all begged so earnestly, I¡¯ll take one for the team and ept this responsibility then." Seeing this side of Li Yingjie, Ling Lan could not bear to look straight at him, immediately turning her head away. This little fellow had been sold off and still he stayed to help his traders count their money 3 ¡ª how was he so adorkable 4 ... "Good luck!" Qi Long and the others all cheered energetically for Li Yingjie, which just made Li Yingjie even more eager to perform. "I¡¯ll let you all see what a true arrogant 2nd-generation ancestor is like. Watch and learn!" Li Yingjie rolled up his sleeves and said to his team members, "Follow me. Let us go teach them a good lesson." "Yeah!" shouted Li Yingjie¡¯s team excitedly. Those hanging around with Li Yingjie were pretty much all cut from the same cloth. Looking at the unimaginably arrogant Li Yingjie, Ling Lan and the others collectively sweatdropped. Dammit, this fellow was a naturally born to be a rogue. "Leader, how should we do this?" On their way, a team member asked Li Yingjie. "How? Just go right up to them and teach them a lesson! Hit them however we want as long as it¡¯s not fatal. Remember, we are great arrogant rogues ¡ª anyone who rubs us the wrong way, we beat up!" said Li Yingjie with a fierce re. "What if someone stronger than us appears?" The team member was still uncertain. Mind you, the other side was also headed for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, all exceptional characters from the respective scout academies. What if by some chance they ended up kicking a hard te and failed in beating up the other to be beaten up instead? "Don¡¯t you see that we have people behind us?" Li Yingjie pointed out the table behind them where Ling Lan was seated, "Do you think those new cadets will have someone stronger than Boss Lan?" Li Yingjie was currently extremely bold ¡ª if by any chance he could not handle things, wasn¡¯t there still Ling Lan and the others behind him? Subconsciously, Li Yingjie had already considered Ling Lan and the others as a sturdy shield at his back. To be honest, he was not resistant towards Ling Lan¡¯s instructions; he was just a little displeased at Ling Lan¡¯s casual way of ordering him around. Ling Lan understood Li Yingjie very well. She knew the other was an egotistical show-off who loved to be in the spotlight ¡ª this sort of role, especially, where he had to exert his dominance over others, was as easy as breathing for him. Meanwhile, at this time, at a table on the outermost edge of the circle, two parties were locked in an argument. "Wu Yong, don¡¯t you go too far." One of the Doha cadets seemed to know the person who hade to provoke them. "Wu Pei, I¡¯m going too far? If you hadn¡¯t set me up, would I have remained to study at a scout academy in Dorun?" said Wu Yong coldly, "Even so, I have still managed to enrol into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. You cannot destroy me." "That matter back then is all just your imagination. I have nothing to do with it. Since we have both gotten into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, this is something worth celebrating. Why are you still here to seek trouble with me?" asked Wu Pei calmly. "Because I have already wanted to beat you up 10 years ago. You just ran away too quickly, hurrying off to Doha, never returning in 10 years. Unexpectedly, I have finally bumped into you again today and can finally clear up our debt back then." Wu Yong continued, "Should I break your right hand? Or both your legs? I¡¯ll let you have a taste of my suffering back then." Wu Pei¡¯s expression became frosty and he said warningly, "Wu Yong, you better not take things too far. These people here are all from Doha." "Haha, will they act on your behalf? Aren¡¯t you the only one who was epted into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy from that scout academy of yours?" Wu Yong knew everything regarding Wu Pei like the back of his hand. "Seize him!" Wu Yong said to thepanions by his side. Just as those people were nning to seize Wu Pei, a haughty voice rang out, "Ho, who permitted you to bully my people?" At this moment, Li Yingjie had already led his team members to the scene. Li Yingjie raised his jaw high, looking down with disdain at the other side. This obviously contemptuous expression made the rage on the faces of Wu Yong¡¯s party climb rapidly. "He is not someone from your scout academy." Wu Yong forcefully tamped down on his anger, coolly warning Li Yingjie not to interfere needlessly. "Hmph! Hasn¡¯t anyone told you that all of the people from Doha are under my protection?" These words of Li Yingjie were said with arrogance, but they received echoing support from the other academies from Doha, "Yes, we¡¯re all under his protection." Everyone knew that this was just Li Yingjie¡¯s excuse for butting in to help, so they all spoke up to amodate him. "Are all people from your Central Scout Academy so arrogant?" A cold glint glimmered in Wu Yong¡¯s eyes as he said sinisterly. Li Yingjie did not respond, instead turning his head to ask the other students from the Central Scout Academy behind him, "Brothers, someone is saying that we¡¯re arrogant. Should we not disappoint them then?" "Yeah!" Quite a few of the Central Scout Academy students who were morebative all stood up and surrounded the group, seeming as if they were eager to begin fighting right now. This scene made Wu Yong hesitate, not daring to move recklessly, but he was unwilling to retreat just like that, so he asked curtly, "Can¡¯t you all be reasonable?" Li Yingjie snorted and said, "You already said we were arrogant, and still you ask us to be reasonable? Are you stupid?" Wu Yong choked on a breath, finally only managing to bite out, "You watch your step." This was a random threat issued out of helplessness, which was also meant to signify the end of this conflict. Any slightly reasonable person would not let the matter escte further ¡ª the two sides involved would typically back off at this point and go their respective ways. But who was Li Yingjie? He was an absolutely unreasonable and arrogant elite family princeling. The moment he heard the other¡¯s words, he became unhappy. "Watch my step?" Li Yingjie chuckled darkly, "I would really like to see how you will make me watch my step, you bastard. Beat him!" Chapter 224: The Deep Waters of the Military Academy! Chapter 224: The Deep Waters of the Military Academy! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Following this cry, Li Yingjie¡¯s team and those Central Scout Academy students whose fists were already itching for a fight leapt forwards, rounding up all ten or so students of the other group. The cafeteria became aplete mess, the group fight kicking off just like that. Qi Long stared dumbfounded at the scene before him, mumbling to himself, "They really began fighting?" Truthfully, he had actually thought this conflict would be peacefully resolved. Ling Lan rubbed her brow helplessly, her head beginning to ache slightly. This Li Yingjie was truly hard to control once his arrogance was in full swing ... Still, this was good too. At least some of the new cadets who had been thinking of trying something against them would now think twice before bothering them. "Wu Jiong, go and check in on Li Yingjie. Don¡¯t let him take things too far!" Ling Lan was worried that Li Yingjie would not be able to stop once his temper was running high, so she sent Wu Jiong off to wrap things up. Compared to Qi Long and the others, Wu Jiong had a better rtionship with Li Yingjie. Wu Jiong nodded to show he understood. However, what Ling Lan was worried about did not ur ¡ª Li Yingjie still remembered Ling Lan¡¯s instructions and was careful not to inflict any life-threatening injuries. Even so, Wu Yong and his party of about ten people all received heavy internal injuries. In the end, they had to be carted up to the starship headed for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy by the soldiers at the fortress, hence bing one of the running jokes at the military academy. This made those students bear a terrible grudge against the students from Doha. In the end, they even joined forces with those who opposed the Doha faction, adding a considerable amount of obstruction for Li Yingjie and the others. Of course, this would all take ce in the future, so we won¡¯t talk about it here for now. This scene was taken in fully by the group that had been observing Ling Lan from a corner. "Zhou Ya, looks like you were right. This year¡¯s Doha is indeed not simple. We need to watch out for this person," said Wang Hui grimly, pointing at the mboyantly arrogant Li Yingjie at the centre of the chaos. Zhou Ya nodded, but his gaze was directed at the table Ling Lan was at. He had seen Li Yingjie leaving from that table ¡ª then, what sort of characters were the people at the same table with him? Zhou Ya believed that all these people were definitely not simple. He even suspected that the one who truly had the strength to rally the other talented students to his side was not actually that arrogant youth, but was likely one of the othersying low at that table ... Zhou Ya swept his gaze across the group gathered there. He automatically skipped over Luo Lang and Ling Lan, the two weakest looking members, and his eyesnded squarely on that agreeable grinning face of Qi Long¡¯s. Was he the one? Doesn¡¯t seem like it ... or perhaps him? Xie Yi¡¯s radiantly smiling face leapt into focus ... or perhaps him? Han Jijyun¡¯s cold and stern face made Zhou Ya¡¯s irises narrow abruptly ¡ª he had sensed an invisible pressure pressing down on him ... "Zhou Ya, are you alright?" Wang Hui saw cold sweat appear abruptly on Zhou Ya¡¯s forehead, and could not help but exim in surprise. Zhou Ya closed his eyes, calming himself down quickly. As if replying to Wang Hui, but also as if he were just talking to himself, he muttered, "I may have met my rival." "What?" Zhou Ya had spoken so softly that Wang Hui had not heard him properly. Zhou Ya smiled at Wang Hui and said, "It¡¯s nothing. Maybe I¡¯m just too tired." Zhou Ya¡¯s words made Wang Hui rx. Indeed, Zhou Ya had spent too much mental effort on handling things with those crew members on the ship previously. This was something that could not be helped ¡ª when one¡¯s strength was weaker than the opponent¡¯s, one could only make up for it with wit and intelligence. Zhou Ya nced once more at Han Jijyun and thought to himself: Is that person their strategist? He looks like a real impressive character. Zhou Ya knew very well that since they belonged to two different power factions, there woulde a day when they would sh ... he rallied his spirits and his eyes lit up ¡ª he, Zhou Ya, was not someone who was afraid of challenge! As if sensing something, Han Jijyun swept his gaze around the cafeteria, but could not pin down that sense of being watched. He silently shook his head ¡ª could it be that he was being paranoid? ******** After the fight, the cafeteria fell silent once more. As the Doha contingent was greater in number, they dominated almost arge half of the cafeteria, while the students from the others were spread out across the other half, staring warily at the Doha party. In the interim, several more ships had arrived one after another. Finally, when the cafeteria was almost fully packed, the students received the notification that they were about to board a new ship and begin the new leg of their journey. Under the lead of the fortress staff, Ling Lan and the others came to the boarding point of the new spaceship. They were instantly struck dumb by the formidable appearance of this new ship. It turned out that the spaceship this time was not disguised as amoner spacecraft, but was a genuine military vessel, a patrol ship marked by the Federation. At the helm of the patrol ship was a powerful long-range energy cannon,ser cannons spread out threateningly all over both nks of the ship and its stern. In addition, there were two long-range interster guided missiles clipped to the belly of the ship, ready to attack any enemy from afar. The spaceship¡¯s hull was also not something those small spaceships impersonating as public spaceships couldpare to. In its entirety, it was three timesrger than the 7th Bugle Call. This massive military vessel lounged in the spaceport, and inparison to all the other short and small ships around it, it seemed even more grand and majestic. Ling Lan did not know what kind of existence an interster mothership was, which wasrger than regr starships by tenfold, but right now, this starship before her in its full glory awed Ling Lan, who once again felt her blood boil with excitement within her. All of the cadets boarded the ship with awe and reverence, and then received some rules they had to follow within the starship. Perhaps the new cadets had been stunned into meekness by the majesty of the military vessel, or perhaps they were still traumatised by their experiences on the previous ship, for they did not dare to irritate the soldiers on the ship, obediently waiting as instructed on the ship. Ling Lan¡¯s party naturally did not want to cause any trouble this time; thus, the journey was smooth sailing all the way. Three dayster, they sessfully arrived at a mysterious and lovely. Little Four had long contacted the mainframe on the military vessel in secret to find out the coordinates of theirnding spot. He alerted Ling Lan to the fact that this ce was yet another unmarked by the Federation. Ling Lan could not help but recall her first outing to Demonbeast and all its associated happenings. She shuddered in silence, gued by the unshakeable feeling that something was going to happen here on this mysterious as well ... She could only hope her luck was better this time, allowing her to peacefully live through these six years of life at the military academy. The starship naturally could not descend straight through the atmosphere of the. It hovered in the spaceport in the outer space of the, where the excited students then transferred to a shuttle train which brought them to their actual destination ¡ª¡ª Military Capital! The screens on the train exined that this had only one human city, and that was Military Capital. There were only two kinds of inhabitants in Military Capital ¡ª one was military academy students, while the other was military men. That¡¯s right, the instructors of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy were actually soldiers and officers from various positions within the army. The construction of Military Capital was very beautiful. The arrangement of its buildings was set ording to the ancient Bagua 1 ¡ª without the relevant map, it would be very easy to get lost in the maze of buildings. The heart of Military Capital was a flower garden za, which took up a vast amount ofnd and was also extremely beautiful. To amodate this location, there were no tall buildings around it, with only a few non-standard small buildings nestled among the trees. You ask where the military academy was? In fact, the entire Military Capital was the military academy! Here, all the buildings were ces where the students could study, rest, entertain themselves, or shop. The facilities of Military Capital were exhaustive ¡ª anything for eating, using, wearing, and even ying could be found here ¡ª never ever giving one the feeling that they were living in an enclosed world. Furthermore, the virtual world was openly essible to the cadets at all times to log in and out as they liked. When Ling Lan¡¯s year of cadets stepped into Military Capital, she instantly noticed some cadets dressed in standardised uniforms staring at them strangely. Quite a number of them had even opened theirmunicators, as if contacting someone about their arrival. This raised Ling Lan¡¯s guard ¡ª could it be that these senior cadets wanted to show the new cadets their ce? Thinking about it, Ling Lan felt that this was a likely possibility, so she warned Qi Long, Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie, and the others to be a little more careful to not get separated from the others and give the older cadets a chance to act. It looked like the waters of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy were pretty deep ... Ling Lan notified Lin Zhong-qing and Xie Yi with a serious expression that they needed to swiftly find out more about the situation at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, especially with regards to the various factions and their leaders. Ling Lan thought silently: It looks like it wouldn¡¯t be as easy as she had thought to establish a foothold here in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy! Of course, Ling Lan was not cowed by this ¡ª ever since she knew that Ling Xiao would be there behind her to support her and clean up any messes, Ling Lan had be much more daring than before. ******** In the garden of a particr vi in the 4th year dormitory district, four young men were idly ying cards. One of them was very well-built, his strong square face filled with a fierce coldness. Even when ying cards, his demeanour was extremely serious, just as if he was currently embroiled in a huge mecha fight, filled with concentration. Across from the well-built youth was an extremely handsome young man. However, this handsomeness was filled with a sense of perversity. Slightly narrowed eyes and a constant half-smile naturally made him ooze deviousness in others¡¯ eyes. On the right-hand side of the youth with the devious air was an extremely in-looking youth. However, his simple attire and appearance did not make him pale inparison to his uniquely strikingpanions. It was as though he were between two sparkling diamonds, but continued to emit his unique lustre as a luminous pearl, no weaker for the difference. Meanwhile, across from the in youth was a young man wearing a half-mask covering the top half of his face. His soft red lips always carried a beautiful curve, and the eyes behind his mask constantly emitted a warm sense ofughter. The aura around him was warm and weing, making others feel like getting close involuntarily. It should be said that the one who gave others the first impression of being harmless and friendly was unquestionably this youth. "I heard that, an aberrant talent ising from the Central Scout Academy of Doha this year?" The devious youth flicked at the cards in his hands, sharing some rumours he had heard with an intrigued expression on his face. "Where did you hear that from?" asked the in youth with a quirk of his brow. The devious youth smiled slightly, "Who else but our old rival, that Zhang Jing-an who came from the Central Scout Academy. Ever since he lost to us, he has mentioned that the strongest aberrant prodigy of the Central Scout Academy will being to our military academy this year. It is impossible to forget!" The well-built youth acted as though he had heard nothing, pulling out one of the cards in his hands seriously to ce it on the table, and called out, "Jack!" Then, he turned to look at the masked youth and said, "Lanfeng, it¡¯s your turn now." He was not interested in this sort of rumour ¡ª if a strong mecha fighter appeared, perhaps he might pay more attention. The warm youth abruptly copsed the cards in his hands, and then said with a smile, "Zhao Jun, don¡¯t rush, the card wille out eventually." He slowly pulled out a card from the closed deck in his hands, lightly cing it on the table as he asked, "Han Ye, do you know who that is?" Chapter 225: The Various Factions! Chapter 225: The Various Factions! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "I don¡¯t know. Zhang Jing-an has not said anything more!" replied Han Ye, "However, ording to my sources, he will go pay a personal visit to that person today." He randomly drew a card from his hand and threw it onto the table, and then stroked his jaw and said, "I really want to know right now ¡ª if that aberrant prodigy really joins Zhang Jing-an¡¯s faction, who will be the true leader of the Doha Central Scout Academy faction?" The in youth smirked and said, "Zhang Jing-an has made a wrong move! If that person is truly as aberrant as he said, he will definitely not be able to suppress the other." That said he nced at the cards on the table and said, "I pass on this round! Zhao Jun, it¡¯s your turn." Zhao Jun looked at the cards and shook his head, signalling that he too could not y this hand, and gestured for the next yer, Li Lanfeng, to y his card. Li Lanfeng pulled out a card and ced it down, saying, "Well, you can¡¯t really say that. Perhaps he is willing to be the other¡¯s assistant ..." The in youth nced at Li Lanfeng and asked, "You think Zhang Jing-an is that broad-minded?" Li Lanfeng closed up his cards, thinking seriously for a moment before saying admiringly, "Wei Ji, looks like you are still the one who understands Zhang Jing-an better!" Wei Ji smiled, as if basking in Li Lanfeng¡¯s words. "I¡¯ve been fighting him for 4 years. If I still don¡¯t understand him, would I still have the right to sit by your sides?" Han Ye chuckled. Although the four of them came from differents, ever since they entered the military academy, they had been working with each other to fight against the Doha faction. The coboration among the four of them was integral to the current situation of being able to easily keep the Doha faction in check beneath them. "That¡¯s why I say we still need to continue cooperating. We cannot let Zhang Jing-an find a chance to put on airs," said Han Ye. Zhao Jun shrugged and said, "Leave me out of all this plotting and scheming. If a fight breaks out, just let me know then." Wei Ji side-eyed him and said tonelessly, "We don¡¯t expect you toe up with any strategies anyway. All you need to do is fight." Zhao Jun red at him angrily, but just as he was about to say something, Li Lanfeng spoke up, "Zhao Jun is the best among us in terms of mecha piloting. If we don¡¯t rely on him for fighting, who should we rely on?" That said, he threw an admiring gaze at Zhao Jun, snuffing out the rage in Zhao Jun¡¯s heart instantly. He patted his chest firmly and said, "Don¡¯t worry, leave the fighting to me!" Han Ye and Wei Ji shared a nce subconsciously, a trace of apprehension in their eyes. However, they soon regained theirposure, one resuming his airy manner, the other still smiling as deviously as ever. Li Lanfeng did not seem to detect the swift change in the two youths¡¯ eyes. He looked at Han Ye and Wei Ji with a warm smile and asked brightly, "Are we still ying?" Han Ye threw the cards in his hands onto the table and stretched expansively. Only then did he stand up and say, "No, let¡¯s stop. Before figuring out the situation on Zhang Jing-an¡¯s side, I can¡¯t rest easy sitting here." There were several cadets chatting not too far away. When one of them saw Han Ye stand up, he rushed over to say, "Leader?" "Let¡¯s go!" said Han Ye to his team member. "Leaving so soon? Busy?" Wei Ji frowned lightly and stood up as well. He did not really have much desire to leave, but since Han Ye was about to go, there was not much point in him staying behind. Han Ye smiled and said, "I have to go arrange some of my people to keep watch on Zhang Jing-an ... I have to find out how strong that aberrant even Zhang Jing-an respects is. I really do not want to let the Doha Central Scout Academy faction rise again!" It had taken them much effort to lead the Wuji factions to suppress the Doha factions ¡ª he had no intention to relinquish his position as the third in power. Wei Ji nodded and said, "Then I¡¯ll go with you!" At this time, Wei Ji¡¯s team member had also run over, and the two youths left the vi with their respective team members. Seeing their figures disappear from sight, Zhao Jun sniffed and threw down the cards in his hands. "D*mn, really taking me as their hired thug now?" Li Lanfeng also threw down the cards in his hands, a subtle smile on his face. "Since it¡¯s a cooperation, some price must be paid. It¡¯s fine as long as this price remains within our control." Zhao Jun turned his neck from side to side, rxing his body that was somewhat stiff from sitting too long. In a somewhat disgruntled tone, he said, "I really don¡¯t know why you chose to join them back at the start. Wouldn¡¯t it have been better to join forces with the number one and number two factions?" Li Lanfeng shook his head and said, "Joining the number one and number two factions, we would not have any speaking rights. That would truly make us hired help ... conversely, joining them ¡ª to protect their third position, they would definitely value us highly. We can only truly establish a foothold within the military academy with the speaking rights this affords us." Zhao Jun knew that what Li Lanfeng said was not wrong. He nced at Li Lanfeng worriedly and said, "But, they have still begun to fear you." Li Lanfeng smiled and said, "It¡¯s fine. A lone wolf like me, even if they fear me the fear won¡¯t grow by much. It¡¯ll be okay as long as you don¡¯t act as if you¡¯re too close to me." "You told me to pretend to be a simple-minded brawny character, while you¡¯re the mediating character between me and them. If I¡¯m not close to you, who am I close to?" Zhao Jun huffed coldly. If he was not close with Li Lanfeng, then that would truly be suspicious. "It¡¯s actually not a huge problem. As long as you act as impulsive and eager for a fight as usual, they will think it¡¯s very easy to control you, and hence not worry about me too much," said Li Lanfeng. Zhao Jun harrumphed and said, "Right now in the military academy, who doesn¡¯t think of me as the impulsive and eager to fight Tyrant Zhao?" Li Lanfengughed at these words. "Isn¡¯t that pretty good? Anyone who wishes to avoid trouble will certainly avoid disturbing you, right?" Zhao Jun fell silent for a long moment before opening his mouth to say, "When will we be able to go up against that Thunder King?" Li Lanfeng paused, his entire being suddenly turning extremely cold and forbidding. However, this shift in his aura onlysted for a split second. In the blink of an eye, he had recovered his usual warm aura, and he articted his answer word by word, "There will be a chance." Zhao Jun peered intently at Li Lanfeng, and the bleak aggression about him grew thicker. "I¡¯ll be waiting!" Right then, a light breeze swept through the garden, ruffling the hair of both youths. Warm and gentle, bleak and forceful ¡ª the two distinctly different types of aura melded surprisingly well together, without any sense of irregrity. ******** The first thing the cadets did upon entry to the military academy was to carry out all the registration procedures, collecting the uniforms prepared by the school and finding out where their dormitories were at the same time. The amodation provided by the military academy were all stand-alone vis. Each vi could hold six people; Ling Lan¡¯s team very coincidentally were all arranged to stay in one vi. Qi Long and the others were naturally very surprised by this ¡ª only Ling Lan knew that this was definitely the work of her dad. In order to prevent his daughter¡¯s gender from being exposed, Ling Xiao had pulled all strings to arrange for Ling Lan to live together with these followers of hers, in hopes that they would be able to protect Ling Lan. Of course, Ling Xiao had only done this after doing a lot of private investigation ¡ª he knew Qi Long and the others greatly admired Ling Lan, and were the type of sworn brothers that would give their lives for Ling Lan. This put a somewhat sour taste in Ling Xiao¡¯s mouth even as he was proud of his daughter. He just kept having the feeling that this bunch of brats were here to steal away his precious daughter ... The students from Doha were pretty much distributed within the same district. During this registration period, Lin Zhong-qing and Xie Yi had used their own individual abilities to take the opportunity to understand some things within the military academy, such as the distribution of power among the factions as well as the ranking situation. Students from Doha made up the majority, but they were split up into various factions of different sizes, each unwilling to defer to another. Of these, Zhang Jing-an¡¯s faction was thergest, and could be considered the representative of the Doha Central Scout Academy faction. But even so, his faction was still firmly pressed down by three otherrge factions, unable to budge. They were respectively the number one faction, the Leiting faction 1 , the number two faction, the Tianji faction 2 , and the number three faction, the Wuji faction 3 . When they passed on this information to Ling Lan and the others, Qi Long was infuriated, thinking that Zhang Jing-an had disgraced all of the Central Scout Academy. Mind you, every year, the Central Scout Academy was the school which supplied the most number of sessful applicants to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy in the entire Federation. Ling Lan and Han Jijyun shared a nce, a trace of understanding in their eyes. Han Jijyun voiced a reminder, "Looks like, Zhang Jing-an will soon being to find us." He turned to ask Ling Lan, "Boss Lan, what should we do?" Coborate or refuse him? "Let hime!" Ling Lan did not state her stance just yet. Han Jijyun¡¯s eyes glinted, as if understanding something, and he said nothing further. Seeing this, Qi Long and the others cleverly asked no questions. They had long learned that when Boss Lan and Han Jijyun were speaking, they would need to go through several twists to fully understand what was going on, so it would be pointless even if they asked. Sure enough, just as Ling Lan finished washing up and was lounging on the living room sofa to rest, Zhang Jing-an came to visit. Being able to source Ling Lan¡¯s address at such short notice, Zhang Jing-an was still rather capable. Zhang Jing-an had brought his few team members along; Qi Long had already been instructed by Ling Lan to let them in without giving them any trouble. Seeing Ling Lan sitting on the sofa, Zhang Jing-an said with a smile, "Ling Lan, seeing that you managed to enrol into our military academy, I am extremely d!" At this moment, Zhang Jing-an no longer had any of the dejected air he had had after his failure at the grand armed melee that year. Although his faction was currently being suppressed by the other three major factions, he was still the leader of the fourth ranking faction after all. He appeared spirited, and even with a smiling face and a friendly attitude, he still retained a trace of the prideful air of a superior. Zhang Jing-an¡¯s words and his attitude made a trace of displeasure appear on the faces of Qi Long and the others. They would not allow anyone to disrespect their Boss Lan. Even if Zhang Jing-an was their senior back then, they would not condone it. Ling Lan only quirked a brow at his words, before pointing at the sofa before her and saying calmly, "Senior Zhang, please sit!" Since Zhang Jing-an was treating her with the air of a superior, Ling Lan naturally needed to strike back. She immediately treated Zhang Jing-an like a subordinate follower, casually instructing him to sit. This breezy attitude made the expressions of the team members who hade along with Zhang Jing-an to change. One of them was about to bark out a warning at Ling Lan when Qi Long abruptly swept an icy re at him, harrumphing loudly. This loud harrumph reverberated by his ears, and that person felt a jolt in his chest, his blood and vital energies roiling. The cry he had been about to utter seemed to be lodged in his throat, no longer able toe out. His expression changed drastically, and he stared in vacant shock at Qi Long who was standing beside Ling Lan ... Zhang Jing-an¡¯s expression changed as well, his initial haughty manner disappearing to be reced by a share of grimness. He nced at Qi Long with aplicated expression, and signalled for that team member to back down. Chapter 226: New Cadet Regiment! Chapter 226: New Cadet Regiment! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Zhang Jing-an walked over to sit on the sofa Ling Lan had pointed out. He did not say anything to Ling Lan, instead turning to Qi Long beside her to say with an admiring expression, "Junior Qi Long, you are the valedictorian among the new cadets joining us this year, bringing such glory to our Doha Central Scout Academy! This strength of yours is notable even among the upper ranks of the entire military academy. In future, you will definitely be a central pir for our Central Scout Academy faction!" On the surface, Zhang Jing-an was praising Qi Long, but he was in fact trying to nt a thorn in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. He wanted her to grow wary of Qi Long and be unable to trust Qi Long fully. Moreover, he also believed that as long as Qi Long was given a chance, with his strong capabilities, he would certainly be unwilling to continue deferring to Ling Lan! Zhang Jing-an believed that, with his abilities, he could definitely convince the simple-minded little Qi Long to join his faction. Just now, Ling Lan¡¯s cold indifference had caused Zhang Jing-an to make the decision to give up on Ling Lan and choose Qi Long. Of course, to get what he wanted, he would need to create trouble between the two to cause Qi Long and Ling Lan to split up. This was also why Zhang Jing-an had praised Qi Long so highly ¡ª he was hoping to kindle Qi Long¡¯s desire for recognition, thus making him dissatisfied with Ling Lan. However, Zhang Jing-an¡¯s idealistic calctions were destined to fail. As heuded Qi Long, he carefully observed the changes in Qi Long¡¯s expression, but found that Qi Long did not react at all to his words. This made Zhang Jing-an¡¯s brow furrow, his heart bing somewhat unsettled. Ling Lan naturally knew what Zhang Jing-an was aiming for, but she was not at all concerned. She had already intended to push Qi Long up as a leader from the start ¡ª it was just that Qi Long was a battle maniac and had no interest whatsoever in this sort of things. Zhang Jing-an saw the two of them ignoring his words, even sensing some mockery in Ling Lan¡¯s gaze, and could only sulkily stop his attempts at provocation. With stiltedughter, he said, "And Junior Ling Lan, I haven¡¯t seen you for a few years, but you¡¯re still as spirited as ever." The few years he had spent in the military academy had obviously made Zhang Jing-an more mature and tolerant than when he had been at the scout academy. Since it looked like Qi Long was a dead end, he had no choice but to pick Ling Lan again. Zhang Jing-an¡¯s intent shifted instantly, returning to his original target. Ling Lan was expressionless, still retaining her ckface to say coldly, "Many thanks!" This voice with no trace of warmth made Zhang Jing-an choke for a moment, only managing to squeeze out a smile after a long while. However, the smile still looked rather forced. It should be said that Zhang Jing-an had not expected Ling Lan to be so discourteous to him, not even bothering with surface niceties. He had initially nned to use their rtionship as senior and junior to close the distance between them and then suggest a partnership, but now it looked like this was impossible. Thus, Zhang Jing-an went straight to the point. "New to the military academy, Junior Ling Lan, you likely still don¡¯t know how the distribution of power is right now in our military academy, right? If you want to pass your days securely in the military academy till you graduate, it won¡¯t do if you don¡¯t understand this." Ling Lan quirked a brow and said, "Oh? There¡¯s such a thing?" If there was someone willing to voluntarily exin it to her, she naturally would not reject them. It was never wrong to try and understand things a little better. "There are many factions of varying sizes within the military academy. There are about ten or so that are strong enough to be ranked, but, there are four strongest factions that stand out from the rest. They are respectively the first faction, Leiting, the second faction, Tianji, the third faction, Wuji, and our Doha Central Academy faction." At this point, a trace of regret appeared on Zhang Jing-an¡¯s face. "If the people from the other scout academies in Doha were willing to join us, we would never have ended up as the fourth faction. Even if bing the first or second may be a bit difficult, third ce should have been in the bag. Last year when we had a ranking mecha fight with the Wuji faction, we only lost by about 10 points at the end. What a shame ..." When Zhang Jing-an mentioned the third faction, his tone and demeanour were clearly disgruntled. He lifted his head to look at Ling Lan and said, "However, I believe this year will be different. We can definitely take back the third position. I know there are a full 300 or so new cadets from the Central Scout Academy this year. As long as we unite and work together, even the position of second faction is worth trying for." At this point in his speech, Zhang Jing-an was ovee with excitement. He could already almost see the glorious scene of him leading the students of the Central Academy faction strutting around the military academy. However, Ling Lan¡¯s response instantly smacked him back into reality. Ling Lan could be heard to say calmly, "Senior Zhang¡¯s thinking is very admirable, but I personally dislike fighting and don¡¯t want to take part in this sort of thing. As for the other new cadets, Senior Zhang can go and try inviting them personally." Ling Lan¡¯s words almost made Zhang Jing-an spew blood. He stared wide-eyed at Ling Lan, his face a picture of disbelief. What was he saying about disliking to fight ... wasn¡¯t this person before him now the one who instigated that horrific grand armed melee back then? Zhang Jing-an was about to say something when Ling Lan abruptly stood up and said, "It¡¯s been a long day. I¡¯m already very tired. Forgive me for not being able to apany you any further. Please help yourself, Senior Zhang!" That said, Ling Lan turned and left the dining hall immediately to return to her own room, not giving Zhang Jing-an any chance at all to continue speaking or to try asking her to stay. Watching as Ling Lan¡¯s figure disappeared, Zhang Jing-an¡¯s expression shifted slightly. He repressed the rage in his heart, turning his head to look at Qi Long and invited, "Is Junior Qi Long interested to contribute your strength to our Central Academy faction?" Qi Long yawned widely, and waved his hand in refusal, saying, "We follow Boss Lan. If he¡¯s not interested, then we¡¯re not interested. Sorry about that, Senior Zhang! It¡¯s really too tiring. I too need to rest now. Bye!" So saying, he too left the hall, returning to his own room to rest. Being outright rejected by the two strongest people in this year¡¯s intake from the Central Scout Academy, Zhang Jing-an could not bear to stay any longer. He resentfully said goodbye to Han Jijyun and the others and then swiftly made his way out of Ling Lan¡¯s vi. "D*mmit, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit 1 ... does he really think this is still the time for him to have the wind and storm at his beck and call?" The moment he got back to his own vi, Zhang Jing-an flung a teacup from the tea set in his living room savagely against the ground. All the humiliation he had bottled up at Ling Lan¡¯s ce was finally unleashed at this moment. "Leader, what do we do next? Do we teach them a lesson?" One of his team members walked close to ask quietly. This was Zhang Jing-an¡¯s typical way of handling things ¡ª anyone who was unwilling to submit would be harassed by teams till they were forced to submit and joined his faction. Zhang Jing-an¡¯s gaze shed, a reckless urge rising in his heart to send some people to teach those few damn brats a good lesson. However, he very quickly got a hold of himself, knowing that right now was not the time. After all, the other new cadets had not joined his faction yet ¡ª if the others found out he had taught Ling Lan and his team a lesson just because they would not join him, those new cadets might grow wary and be unwilling to join. Hmph! Wait till he got all of the new cadets into his fold, then he would most certainly teach them a lesson! Zhang Jing-an¡¯s gaze was venomous ¡ª till death he would not forget the humiliation he suffered in his final year at the scout academy. He would definitely take revenge for the grudge acquired back then. ******** The upper ranks of the other factions soon got wind of the news of Zhang Jing-an¡¯s failure. Some of them reacted with contempt, while some reacted with schadenfreude. However, they did not think much of this so-called strongest aberrant of the Central Scout Academy ¡ª even though they knew the valedictorian of this year¡¯s batch was from the Central Scout Academy, they still were not concerned. This was because there was a valedictorian every year, but the one who could truly be the strongest of the year within the military academy was oftentimes not that valedictorian. Everyone thought that the Central Scout Academy faction would soon be embroiled in a power struggle between the old and new internal factions, but things were unexpectedly peaceful. Zhang Jing-an did not take any measures, while Ling Lan¡¯s side seemed to be focused on their studies, showing no signs of wanting to take power. This made all the various factions somewhat bemused ¡ª could it be that Zhang Jing-an could really tolerate this batch of disobedient new cadets? Meanwhile, it was not that Zhang Jing-an did not want to take action, he just could not. Because he had been continuously trying to invite the other new cadets to join his faction over this period of time, but all he received were rejections. Although Zhang Jing-an had considered trying to force things from the weakest of the new cadets, he found that the bonds among this batch of new cadets were extremely strong. It was all too easy to spark off some unintended effect if he was not careful. This made Zhang Jing-an have no choice but to give up on this avenue of action. He could only tolerate for now and try to think of another way. Ling Lan was naturally aware of the fact that Zhang Jing-an had been smacking into walls with the new cadets, because Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie, and the other team leaders had discussed this matter with her before. Ling Lan had stated her decision outright, which was to stay neutral and observe for a year first. After all, their first year was the gruelling physical conditioning; they would not have any energy to participate in this struggle among the factions. When they moved on to the second year and the timing was right, then they could decide whether to join some other faction or create an organization themselves. Ling Lan¡¯s words seemed to give these people direction, so they all decided to temporarily not join any faction either, putting all their focus intopleting their training tasks. To prevent Zhang Jing-an and his faction from taking out his anger and frustration on them for not getting what they wanted, they temporarily established a new cadet regiment, supporting each other in their daily movements. They did not ask for Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, directly promoting her as the first regimentmander, with Qi Long as the second regimentmander, Wu Jiong as the third, and Li Yingjie as the fourth. The position of fifth regimentmander would be filled by the other team leaders in turn to facilitate operations. Ling Lan only found out about all this after the fact and was rendered extremely speechless! Mind you, she had told them to observe the situation for a year just so they would be able to establish their worth in the eyes of the other factions, and not so they could make their own organisation. Moreover, she did not want to be the first regimentmander of this new cadet regiment ... hells, she really did not want to take on any such responsibility, alright?! However, Ling Lan¡¯s face was currently already at the extreme ckface level, all emotions almost indiscernible from her expression. Thus, no matter how dissatisfied she was with the situation, she could only emanate endless cold air to torment these idiot schoolmates who did not understand her true intentions. Although Ling Lan¡¯s cold aura chilled these new cadets to the bone, every time they passed by Ling Lan and ended up shivering in their boots from this frigid air, they were ever more convinced in their decision: See, how formidable was their first regimentmander! With just one look, he could freeze them in their tracks. Under his lead, they would definitely be able to puff out their chests in pride within the military academy, holding their ground. Heaven knows who revealed the establishment of the new cadet regiment to the other students from the other scout academies of Doha. These new cadets had experienced the great triumph of taking control of the spaceship under Ling Lan¡¯s leadership, and so were already fully convinced of Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities. As such, quite a significant number of Doha¡¯s new cadets also joined the regiment. Only an extremely small number of new cadets joined the other factions of Doha due to personal reasons. With that, almost 500 new cadets joined the new cadet regiment. The decently sized organisation, not too big yet not too small, made the other factions step lightly in their oppression. If any major violence urred, the military academy would step out to enforce punishment on all sides, so that would be disadvantageous to them too. Under these circumstances, the new cadets of the new cadet regiment temporarily obtained the space to exist freely ... Chapter 227: New Cadet District! Chapter 227: New Cadet District! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Requesting login to the virtual world. Requestor: Ling Lan, age 16 years. Requirements for login fulfilled. Please wait a moment!" Logging into the great hall, Ling Lan finally saw this approval notification. This was because Ling Lan had not participated in the barrier-crossing mission when she had been 13 years old, so her true identity could only officially enter the real virtual world after she turned 16 years old. Of course, Ling Lan was already long familiar with the real virtual world. The only reason she was using her real identity now to login was that Qi Long and the others wanted her to enter the virtual world and join the exciting world of mecha. Ling Lan¡¯s login spot was the camping grounds of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. However, this camping ground was only essible to cadets; outsiders had no way of entering. There was a mecha training hall inside the camping grounds itself ¡ª as long as one could graduate from the test there, they would be able to enter the mecha world. The moment she stepped into the mecha training hall, she came to the hall where one chose their beginner mecha. The same handsome soldier stood there as before, along with those three basic mecha. She had just approached when the soldier spoke up to ask, "Recruit, do you want to first understand more about thebat styles of the three mecha, their controls, or do you just want to choose a mecha directly?" This time, Ling Lan naturally chose to select her mecha immediately. Perhaps out of habit, she actually chose the option of bestial mecha. Before Ling Lan could regret her choice, the soldier waved expansively, and therge spin wheel which had snubbed Ling Lan once appeared before her once more. Seeing this familiarrge spin wheel, Ling Lan could not help but sweatdrop. Tenaciously, she asked, "Can¡¯t I just choose directly?" "A beginner¡¯s mecha is gifted by the system. So, a beginner has no right to choose the mecha. Which mecha model they get will be determined randomly by this spin wheel. Luck, is also a form of strength. You should anticipate your luck and hope it brings you a strong and powerful mecha!" The soldier was still reciting the same script as before, each word exactly the same. Ling Lan could not help but direct a middle finger at the sky, full of contempt for the system¡¯s rigidity. Unexpectedly, this action of hers actually caused the soldier¡¯s expression to turn stern and he issued a warning, "The recruit behaves disrespectfully to the soldier. Luck value deducted by 100!" Ling Lan almost spewed blood ¡ª the system was truly brutal. Eagerly, Little Four asked quietly within the mindspace, "Boss, do you want me to erase this punishment?" Ling Lan immediately stopped Little Four. After all, she was using her true identity to login. Who knew whether this area was being monitored, or if there would be some record left behind of the proceedings? Besides, it was only her luck value that was being deducted. At most, when she was choosing a mecha, her luck would be bad enough to end up with a most terrible mecha. With her current abilities, even the worst mecha would not have its battle power reduced by much. After consoling Little Four, Ling Lan resolutely spun therge spin wheel. In her mind, she was thinking ¡ª with such low luck value this time, she should not obtain a rabbit mecha again, right? It should be known that that rabbit was still one of the newer mecha developed by the Federation, so itsbat power was actually above average. So thinking, Ling Lan heard a ¡¯poof¡¯. Colourful confetti swirled before her eyes, and an extremely adorable giant rabbit abruptly appeared before her ... D*mmit, why was it still a rabbit?! Wasn¡¯t it said that the rabbit was one of the newer models to be developed by the Federation, only able to be drawn if one¡¯s luck was great? Ling Lan still remembered what the soldier had said back when she had first drawn the rabbit ¡ª he had smiled andmended her for her luck. Today, her luck had dropped by 100, and she still drew the rabbit? What the hell was this? The soldier saw the rabbit mecha appear, and his face revealed a smile filled with schadenfreude. "Congrattions, recruit, on obtaining our Federation¡¯s newest rabbit mecha model." He raised his hand to pass the remote control for the rabbit mecha to Ling Lan. At this moment, Ling Lan really wanted to p herself a few times ¡ª why did you have to choose bestial mecha, why did you have to even think of rabbit, now reality has really conjured it up ... with a bitter expression, she epted the remote control. D*mmit, she really did not want to meet up with Qi Long and the others controlling a rabbit mecha! Just imagine it ... a cold-faced unsmiling youth, operating an adorable rabbit mecha, and when the rabbit mecha paused, it would even nibble every once in a while on a carrot ... Oh my god! She feltpletely unwell, almost being able to imagine how Qi Long and the others would be bowled over withughter ... But to change to a new mecha, one needed a massive amount of points. Moreover, the points of the mecha training hall were extremely difficult to umte ¡ª the points needed to switch to a new mecha required a long period of foundational control training to gather, and right now, what Ling Lancked most was time. Qi Long and the others were waiting for her in the mecha world ¡ª she needed to enter as soon as possible to meet up with them. She might as well go to the mecha world and take part in the mecha arena fights. As long as she did not lose, it was rtively easy to collect points there to redeem a higher level mecha in the shortest period of time! Ling Lan decided that she would not contact Qi Long and the others right away after she entered the mecha world. Let her switch her mecha first. Ling Lan boarded her rabbit mecha and immediately chose to take the assessment. With regards to mecha, the mecha she was most familiar with was most likely the rabbit mecha. The moment the controls were in hand, Ling Lan instantly found her groove, controlling the rabbit mecha just as if it were an extension of her limbs. In order not to reveal too much, Ling Lan suppressed her hand speed, slowing things down by a full three brackets. Still, even so, her final results were good enough to ce her within the top ten. Ling Lan decisively chose to remain anonymous; she did not want to be targeted by unknown enemies. The assessment ended, and the same phrase popped up ¡ª do you want to graduate and leave ¡ª and this time, Ling Lan naturally chose yes. The screen of her mecha turned white, and when the image stabilised once more, she was already in another world. Ling Lan knew that this was the mecha world. Ling Lan had been here before. However, at the time she had not taken a close look before logging off, in a hurry to return to the learning space to assimte the insights she had gained during the assessment. After that, she had not used that fake identity to log in again, so she was unclear on the situation in the mecha world. The scene depicted on the screen was that of a deste wastnd, as if the world had been through armageddon. There were overturned buildings and crumbling walls ¡ª ruins everywhere without a person in sight. At this time, a block of text emerged on the mecha¡¯s screen. "Wee to the mecha world. Your login number is SH291786907R9. We rmend you personalise your username." Heh, this number was really very long. It was clear to see just how many people there were in the mecha world. They could be professional mecha operators from the military, or they could be simple mecha enthusiasts, or perhaps mecha experts from the general public ... Ling Lan knew that the serial number was not suitable for interaction. She needed to pick a name that would be easy to recall and easy for herpanions to use in conversation. Of course, this name needed to carry the words ¡¯ Lingtian 1 ¡¯, because Qi Long that punk had chosen to name their team as the Lingtian Battle n 2 ... this fearless fellow ¡ª naming the team so arrogantly, drawing hate. Ling Lan randomly chose [ Lingtian First-String 3 ]. Surprisingly, it was epted straightaway ¡ª this truly made her doubt whether her luck had truly been docked by 100 4 ... Or maybe her luck was currently already nature-defying, so it would not matter no matter how much it was deducted? Ling Lan shook her head uprehendingly and decisively threw aside her doubts. She began to browse through the indicated missions on her screen. Right now, she was standing in the wastnd area which all newbies needed to challenge. There would definitely be some hint here telling you where the nearest town where humans gathered was. You would be able to leave if you found the hint, but if you couldn¡¯t, you would be stuck here forever. Even if you died, you would still be revived here in this wastnd. Many newbies would be stuck here for quite a long while. For one, it cultivated the observational skills of the newbies, and secondly, it would also polish the newbies¡¯ mecha control. Before they reached a certain standard, they would not be allowed to enter the true mecha world. This was because even if they managed to enter the mecha world before their skills were up to snuff, they would still end up being bullied and kicked around, and not be able to improve. There were many newbies who used shortcuts to enter the mecha world, and then voluntarily withdrew due to being unable to progress further, losing the courage to operate mecha in the end. Ling Lan randomly chose a direction and began walking. Here, it was wastnd on all four sides. The first direction chosen would obviously be just trying one¡¯s luck, so Ling Lan did not bother wasting brain cells over it. After swiftly disposing of two waves of mutated rodents, Ling Lan found a hint. It looked like the path to the human town was underground, but it was unfortunately taken over by arge swarm of mutated rodents. To leave this ce, she would need to clear out the entire batch of mutated rodents. ording to the average newbie¡¯s abilities, a newbie would have to wait until more people gathered here on this map to form teams and coborate. But who was Ling Lan? Even if she had been given the rabbit mecha which was best at acting cute, this task posed no difficulty for her. She naturally would not choose to wait, immediately controlling her rabbit mecha to invade the underground tunnel. Right at that moment, a humanoid mecha just happened to log onto this space. He had just appeared when he saw arge rabbit nibbling on a carrot hopping merrily into the underground tunnel. He was about to yell out for the other to stop, but found that the other had already disappeared ... "That¡¯s just asking for it! The rabbit mecha is one of the mecha with the least fighting power. Can one person ovee the overwhelming swarm of mutated rodents?" The humanoid mecha operator shook his head, prepared to wait for the other to revive and then get him to wait together for more teammates. Three minutes went by, and the rabbit mecha still had not appeared at the revival area. The humanoid mecha eximed in surprise, "He¡¯s unexpectedly capable, actually holding out for so long ..." Five minutes went by, and still the revival area was still and silent. The humanoid mecha began to frown ¡ª could it be the other had be afraid and chosen not to revive? Ten minutes went by, and still there was no sign of the rabbit mecha¡¯s reviving figure. The humanoid mecha began to fidget ¡ª what in the world had happened? When twenty minutes had passed and the rabbit mecha still had not revived. The humanoid mecha could hold back no longer, "If I die, I die. I need to see what has happened ..." Decision made, the humanoid mecha moved to dash into the underground tunnel. The moment he entered, he saw the ground littered with the corpses of mutated rodents. Zooming in on the image of the dead rodents, he could immediately see that all the rodents had been killed with one strike, never requiring a second blow. Each strike had been clean and efficient, as if having been calcted by aputer. Not a share of energy wasted, not a share of energy less than what was needed. "What amazing attack skills!" The humanoid mecha sped up, and the further in he went, the more corpses of mutated rodents he found. By the time he got to the centre point, the corpses of the mutated rodents were stacked in towering heaps. In these numbers, even though he knew they were just dead carcasses, the humanoid mecha could not help but feel mentally creeped out ... Chapter 228: The Adorkable Rabbit Mecha! Chapter 228: The Adorkable Rabbit Mecha! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "This definitely isn¡¯t something a newbie can do. Who the heck is he? Who exactly is the operator of that rabbit mecha?" The humanoid mecha was currently ovee with shock and awe, beginning to guess at the other¡¯s background. Right then, something stirred abruptly behind the humanoid mecha. "Squeak squeak squeak ..." These sounds were transmitted from a distance. Although they were extremely soft, the powerful sound systems of the mecha had still captured them urately. These were the cries of the mutated rodents! The humanoid mecha operator¡¯s face paled drastically, and he shouted, "Not good! It¡¯s time for the mutated rodents to respawn ... run!" The humanoid mecha knew without having to think about it that the road he had taken toe here was certainly already blocked off. His only option was to speed up and move forwards for any hope of survival. If he was luckier, he might even be able to break past the newbie area and enter the human town. The humanoid mecha decisively revved his engines to the max, zooming forwards speedily ... The sounds behind him were getting increasingly louder ¡ª the chaotic cacophony from behind him proved that there were countless mutated rodents on his tail. Sweat poured in a steady stream from the forehead of the humanoid mecha operator, flowing down into his eyes. Real sweat carried the taste of salt, and the mecha world faithfully reflected this ¡ª the operator felt his eyes stinging from his sweat. However, he did not dare to wipe them away nor to even blink, afraid that any slight pause or hesitation would allow the endless swarm of mutated rodents behind him to chase up to him, making him end up as their gourmet meal ... The mutated rodents in the wastnds were extremely powerful ¡ª their ws and teeth were their weapons, easily tearing through the metallic outer shells of mecha. Such a vast amount of mutated rodents behind him would be able to consume him entirely in an instant. Thus, the moment he was surrounded, there would be practically no hope of survival ¡ª death would be certain ... The mecha¡¯s screen suddenly indicated that there was a signaling from ahead, a distance of about 100 metres. Was it the exit? Hope red in the humanoid mecha operator¡¯s eyes. He kicked his mecha¡¯s engines up another notch ¡ª in other words, the mecha¡¯s engines were currently operating beyond capacity. But for the sake of living on, this was a natural choice. 80 metres, 50 metres ... there was a turn up ahead ¡ª what was that shing light? Could it be a portal? The humanoid mecha operator¡¯s eyes were filled with hope. As long as he could charge through this portal, he would be able to enter the human town and leave this newbie wastnd behind. He must do his best now! 30 metres ... sess was in sight! The humanoid mecha operator¡¯s face was filled with joy. He had never expected that he would be able to leave the newbie area so quickly. Perhaps he would break the record, bing the fastest recruit to break through into the human town? At this moment, a violent ¡¯bang¡¯ suddenly rang out in this eerie and silent underground tunnel. The humanoid mecha operator felt his mecha being struck forcefully by an external force, his initially swiftly flying mecha being thrown off course by this collision ... No, he could not fail like this! The humanoid mecha operator¡¯s expression was twisted in a fearsome rictus as he desperately tried to stabilise the mecha¡¯s body. Still, his mecha finally fell to the ground, and with a trip, it stumblingly continued to run forwards. There were only 10 metres left ¡ª he just needed another 3 seconds, no, just 1 second would do, and he would be able to leave this horrific underground tunnel behind ... However, the time he yearned for was not bestowed by the heavens. Another loud sound of collision rang out ¡ª he was hit by a second attack. Yet another mutated rodent had mmed into him viciously, and the attack this time threw the humanoid mechapletely off-bnce. It was sent flying to fall right before the portal ... Just one more metre and he would be able to touch the portal, but unfortunately he would no longer have the chance ... the endless swarm of mutated rodents behind him leapt on him without mercy, submerging the humanoid mecha, and then the cruel sounds of crunching teeth filled the tunnel ... No! The mecha operator looked despairingly at the portal right before his eyes ... and then his screen turned ck. This was because the mutated rodents had fully covered all his cameras with their bodies. An instantter, he received an alert ¡ª do you choose to revive? Fearing that the operators would suffer mental trauma from the various sufferings before death, the system by default would set the effect from pain and death to zero in the mecha world. The operator grimaced and pressed the button to confirm. When the mecha¡¯s screen lighted up once more, he had already been returned to the revival point of the wastnds. The humanoid mecha operator was currently extremely frustrated and regretful. If he had only entered the tunnel a minute earlier, no, if he had only entered a second earlier, or perhaps had not stopped to look at those rodent bodies, choosing to run at full speed, he would not be here right now. Instead, he would be in the human town district, truly entering the exciting world of the mecha world ... The chance only came once; it was gone if you missed it. Now, to get through the newbie area, he could only wait for morepanions to cooperate with him to fight through the tunnel. ******** Ling Lan, who had already arrived at the human town could not know that such a thing had happened behind her, that a humanoid mecha operator had almost managed to sweep past the newbie area by riding on her coattails. Right now, she had just received a system notification telling her that she had broken the record for being the fastest to enter the human town. The system asked her whether to publish her name or remain anonymous, and Ling Lan naturally chose to remain anonymous. Still, she scorned the mecha world system for being miserly, not even awarding a prize for breaking the record ... She looked over a map and found the mechabat challenge hall. Unexpectedly, when she requested entry, she was denied because she did not have enough points, thus not even having the right to enter to spectate in the challenge hall ... Only then did Ling Lan realise that the minimum requirement to enter the mecha challenge hall was 10 points. Every time you entered the hall, whether or not you spectated, you would be deducted 10 points. This was an absolutely tyrannical rule! As for taking part in a mecha challenge, even the most basic level trainee mecha challenge fight would require 1000 points. In short, for Ling Lan to enter and make a sessful challenge, it was impossible without at least 1010 points. Ling Lan nced at her personal information. In the column tallying her points, arge ¡¯0¡¯ stared back at her. Right now, she had absolutely no hope of entering the challenge hall; her main priority now was to find a way to quickly umte these 1010 points. Frankly, Ling Lan was only in these dire straits because she had not gone through foundational training. As long as one took things step by step andpleted the set series of foundational training till they passed, and if they did not use any points to redeem other types of mecha, 1000 points were basically a confirmed thing. Every newbie would have umted that much by going through the normal process. If anything was to me, it was what an oddball Ling Lan was. Having already been through foundational training long ago, she of course would not go through it again, which was why she did not have this basic point umtion. "What should I do now? How can I get these points as soon as possible?" Thinking deeply, Ling Lan reflexively set the rabbit mecha into preset control mode. The rabbit mecha was thus seen to sit in ce, nibbling on the carrot in its front paws as its head twitched. This cute and adorkable appearance turned the heads of all the mecha passing by. Several female mecha operators were even stunned into stopping, eagerly watching the extremely adorkable rabbit mecha. Some desire even stirred in their hearts to maybe try and redeem a simr rabbit mecha for themselves. Ling Lan was oblivious to the fact that she had be the focus of attention. Right then, she was asking Little Four, "Little Four, have you found the relevant data?" Whenever Ling Lan was at a loss, the all-capable Little Four would be brought into y. "Boss, I¡¯ve found it! There¡¯s a mission hall here where you can ept missions. Once youplete the missions, you will be able to get a certain amount of points." Little Four was very reliable, very quickly finding a course of action. "What kinds of missions are there? Which of them will give me more points, and are more suitable for me to do?" Ling Lan continued to ask. "The missions include the standard system missions, special missions, limited-time missions, as well as yer-assigned missions. The standard missions from the system tend to be more troublesome and take more time, but are pretty easy. However, the points they give are also rtively little. They are more appropriate for beginner level recruits for practice. As for the system special missions, that would depend on the mission you ept. Sometimes the points awarded will be very high, but there are also times where the points awarded can¡¯t evenpare to that of the standard missions. For the limited-time missions, things are unclear. It seems to be associated with luck. If your luck is good, you¡¯ll get more points, while if you¡¯re unlucky, you may even get no points for your effort. As for yer-assigned missions, they are typically harder and more difficult toplete. In contrast though, they tend to give much more points than those missions provided by the system. Most strong yers will choose this type of missions." Listening to Little Four¡¯s exnation, Ling Lan first eliminated standard missions and limited-time missions from her consideration. Like Little Four said, standard missions required too much time for little gain, which made them unsuitable for her situation of needing to umte 1010 points in a short amount of time. Meanwhile, limited-time missions required particr levels of luck, and she had just had 100 points deducted off her luck value. Who knew if her final point gain would be influenced because of that? Right now, the missions that suited her purpose were only the system¡¯s special missions and the yer-assigned missions. Ling Lan could only hope that her luck was better, that she would be able to find a high point mission that could bepleted quickly. Er, why did this seem to have something to do with luck again? Having decided, Ling Lan operated her rabbit mecha to go to the mission hall. She did not know that a video of her rabbit mecha had already been recorded by some busybody and uploaded to the shared highlights of the mecha world, letting everyone know that an extremely adorkable rabbit mecha had shown up in the remote Three-Seas Town 1 ... ******** Somewhere else in the mecha world, in the extremely lively and bustlingrge za of Dunhuang City 2 , two humanoid mecha were currently patiently waiting for their other teammates to gather. The blue-white humanoid advanced mecha suddenly cackled audibly, causing the equally advanced red mecha beside him to jump in fright. He could not help but speak up to ask, "Zhao Jun, why are youughing so creepily?" "I¡¯mughing that someone who loves rabbit mecha as much as you has finally appeared in the mecha world. Of course, he¡¯s even more ostentatious than you are, directly operating a rabbit mecha into the mecha world ..." cackled Zhao Jun. "What¡¯s so strange about that? Don¡¯t all recruits have a certain probability of drawing a rabbit mecha?" asked the red mecha. "But when they enter the mecha world, 99% of rabbit mecha users would definitely change their mecha into some other type of mecha. There are almost none who can persist and keep using a rabbit mecha," said Zhao Jun, "Of course, I¡¯ve also not seen someone with a rabbit mechaplex quite like you 3 . Even the core mecha in your mecha space has been set to a rabbit mecha ..." Chapter 229: Accepting a Mission! Chapter 229: epting a Mission! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Every time this notion popped into Zhao Jun¡¯s mind, he would find himself extremely baffled. It should be known that one¡¯s core mecha should be the strongest mecha among all the mecha one possessed. Yet, his good friend, Li Lanfeng, went against the grain, choosing the weakest rabbit mecha as his core mecha. What hidden charisma did the rabbit mecha have? Enough to cause Li Lanfeng to be so fond of it, to the extent that he would do such an insane thing? In response to his good friend¡¯s questions, Li Lanfeng was as unforting as usual. Zhao Jun was already used to it by this point, and so did not really expect Li Lanfeng to suddenly have a fit of kindness and tell him his thoughts. He casually continued to say, "Lanfeng, that rabbit mecha operator¡¯s abilities seem to be pretty good. Even in standby mode, he has set the rabbit mecha to rest in an extremely cute manner. Twitching its head and nibbling on a carrot, very interesting!" Li Lanfeng jerked. "What?" Zhao Jun sad, "Huh?" "What did you just say?" Li Lanfeng did not seem to have heard what Zhao Jun had to say clearly, asking him to repeat himself. Zhao Jun racked his brains to think back on what he had said, and then offered somewhat uncertainly, "About that rabbit mecha being interesting? How its standby action is to twitch its head and nibble a carrot?" Was this what he had said earlier? Li Lanfeng only responded to this after a long while. "That is indeed very interesting!" Zhao Jun nced dubiously at Li Lanfeng. His good friend¡¯s voice sounded a little hoarse ¡ª could it be that he had caught a cold from enjoying the breeze with himst night? Zhao Jun suddenly felt guilty. If he had not been so restless, he would not have pulled Li Lanfeng along with him to the top of the high tower to enjoy the night breeze. Li Lanfeng did not know what Zhao Jun was thinking. Inside his mecha¡¯s cockpit, his gaze became unfathomable, as if he were recalling something. ******** At this moment, Ling Lan had long arrived at the mission hall, and was currently resting with her eyes closed. Of course, she was not killing time ¡ª it was just that there was already a diligent little worker Little Four helping her sift through the hundreds and thousands of avable missions to pick those most suited for her. Leaving Little Four to it was clearly much more professional and efficient than if she were to do it herself. Like right now, it had only been 30 seconds when Little Four¡¯s smug voice rang out within her mindspace. "Boss, I¡¯ve found it." "What do you have?" said Ling Lan with an approving expression as she stroked Little Four¡¯s head. Little Four was all smiles as he basked in his boss¡¯s affection, replying, "There is only one yer-assigned mission, while there are three special missions from the system. They all suit us very well, and don¡¯t seem to require much time or effort. Of course, the points given are also not bad." With a wave of his hand, a sheet of white paper appeared in Little Four¡¯s hand, which he then passed to Ling Lan. Little Four felt that the information was too detailed to exin clearly, so he decided to just use text to disy what he had found. Ling Lan epted the paper and saw the following written on it: Special System Mission: 1) Find the missing ¡¯starlight conversion power core¡¯ of Three-Seas Town, allowing Three-Seas Town to possess night-time defensive ability! Reward ¡ª 1 mecha starlight conversion power core (equipment adapted for mecha use); 500 points. 2) One weekter, Three-Seas Town shall be the target of a coordinated attack by the mutated beasts of the wilnds. The mayor of Three-Seas Town received the news, and in order to save the town, he has requested you, warrior, to bring a letter to the mayor of Suncreed City 1 , in hopes that the other can send some elite troops toe and help defend the town ... Reward ¡ª 1 Supreme Frost Moon Battle Sword (equippable back weapon for mecha); 200 points. 3) On the only road between Three-Seas Town and Suncreed City, a horde of mutated savage beasts have appeared. Three-Seas Town has issued a generous bounty for their elimination! Reward ¡ª 1 low-level mecha evolution stone (adds a certain degree of sess when modifying lower mecha); 1 high-performance beam gun (equippable right-hand weapon for mecha); 200 points. yer-assigned Mission: An advanced mecha warrior requested to escort the client safely inside Suncreed City. Completion reward: 1 mecha repair toolkit (perfectly repairs any mecha below advanced mecha level once); 1 application of emergency repair (temporarily restores an intermediate mecha with damage of 60% and above back to perfect condition, time duration 1 minute! If used when damage level is below 60%, condition is only restored by 35%! Percentage of restoration will decrease in corrtion with lowered damage levels); 200 points. Ling Lan flicked a finger at the paper and said, "Your meaning is to ept all four missions together?" 1100 points in total ¡ª that would cover the minimum requirement of 1010 points for the mecha challenge hall. "Yes," replied Little Four decisively. "Why? The second and third system¡¯s special missions and the yer-assigned mission do seem rted, so it makes sense to ept them together. But the first system mission ... I just can¡¯t see how it rtes to the other missions."mented Ling Lan with a frown. Little Four chuckled gleefully, "Other people might of course not know the secret behind this, but who am I? Arge-scale search is indeed very difficult, but this small-scale search is no trouble for me. The starlight conversion power core is actually in the main nest of the savage beasts. We should just pick it up along the way and bring it together to the mayor of Three-Seas Town to collect the reward." Ling Lan cuffed Little Four lightly on the back of his head, "Smart aleck, ept them all then." Little Four said smugly, "I¡¯ve already done so! I was afraid if I waited, someone else would take them first." Looking at Little Four¡¯s ¡¯praise me, praise me!¡¯ expression, Ling Lan could not help but sweatdrop. This little brat was beginning to get too full of himself again ¡ª this called for some discipline ... and so, she fiercely pinched Little Four¡¯s chubby little cheeks. Over Little Four¡¯s cries for mercy, Ling Lan asked, "How do we contact that yer?" Little Four escaped from Ling Lan¡¯s demon fingers with great difficulty, and rubbing his brutalised cheeks mournfully, he said, "He will contact us on his own." Right at that moment, the A.I. of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha suddenly sounded an alert. [No Mecha Unrepaired] requestingmunications, YES or NO? Little Four hurriedly shouted, "That¡¯s him!" Ling Lan pressed the button to ept, and instantly heard a feeble voice say, "Excuse me, are you the one who epted my mission?" Ling Lan said calmly, "Yes!" "This mission is to Suncreed City. The savage beasts there are very powerful; it¡¯s impossible to pass if you¡¯re not an advanced mecha warrior. I would like to ask, are you an advanced mecha warrior?" The other did not seem to have a lot of confidence in Ling Lan, and could not help but give a warning. "Since I epted your mission, I will definitely send you to your destination. You don¡¯t have to worry." Ling Lan looked at the rabbit mecha representing trainee status and her face was dark. This mecha truly did not have much persuasive power. The other seemed to glean Ling Lan¡¯s connotation from her words, and so said, "Then I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t give you this mission. A while earlier, three intermediate mecha warriors epted this mission together, and still they did not manage to pass ..." As if thinking of something, he added, "The more people are involved in this mission, the more savage beasts there are, which makes it even harder. Trying to power through with sheer numbers is useless in the mecha world; individual ability is all that matters here." Hearing this, Little Four immediately said, "Boss, do you want me to help you create an illusion, making your mecha look like an advanced mecha to the other party?" The corner of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked. "No need. I will use my strength to prove that this mission is mine toplete." ncing at Little Four, Ling Lan reminded once more, "Little Four, you must remember, right now I am using my real identity. So, anything involving the outside world cannot be manipted. Don¡¯t let anyone discover your existence." Startled, Little Four quickly nodded his head and said, "Understood, Boss!" Ling Lan ruffled his hair and said, "You must be careful with your actions in the future. I cannot lose you, Little Four!" The emphasised concern in her tone made Little Four¡¯s eyes turn red. He hurriedly nodded emphatically, mentally reminding himself not to let his boss worry anymore. Boo hoo hoo, so this is what Boss¡¯s care and concern was like. There was a sweet and sour feeling in his heart, but he was energised by it! No, he couldn¡¯t take it anymore, his core chip seemed to be a little overheated ... Ling Lan did not sense Little Four¡¯s reaction to her words. Currently, all her attention was on [No Mecha Unrepaired] as she responded coolly, "Even for advanced mecha warriors, if their control skills are not up to par, they still will not be able toplete the mission. Besides, to find an advanced mecha warrior in this Three-Seas Town is most likely very difficult." Along the way, Ling Lan had observed that this area was basically a ma for trainee mecha and lower mecha; there were very few intermediate mecha, and as for advanced mecha, Ling Lan had not seen even one. Ling Lan¡¯s words made the other choke, because what Ling Lan said was the truth. Setting aside the question of whether advanced mecha warriors would appear in Three-Seas Town, just looking at the reward the client was offering, he would not be able to attract any advanced mecha. He could only hope for an advanced mecha who just happened to be on his way to Suncreed City to ept his mission as a matter of convenience. He could never have imagined that Ling Lan was in fact epting his mission precisely because it was conveniently along her way for her other missions ... "Instead of waiting indefinitely for an unknown possibility, you might as well take a gamble on me. Of course, you can first take a look at mybat ability. If you still think it¡¯s no good, it won¡¯t be toote to reject me then," Ling Lan continued to say. Ling Lan¡¯s suggestion convinced the other, who replied, "What you say makes sense. Let me see yourbat ability first then. If it¡¯s fine, I¡¯ll give this assignment to you. Let¡¯s do this, let¡¯s meet at the town¡¯s western gate." Ling Lan naturally agreed to this. It was necessary to pass through the western gate of the town on the way to Suncreed City anyway, so the other¡¯s suggestion would not waste too much of either of their time. However, Ling Lan did not let Little Four go just because of this. She rapped Little Four sharply on the back of his head, causing Little Four to look at her in confusion, unsure why Boss was hitting him for no reason again. "This doesn¡¯t count as troublesome? A waste of time?" Ling Lan threw an icy re at Little Four, scaring him so much that he could only bow his head timidly, muttering in a small voice only he could hear, "Isn¡¯t this because you, Boss, are unwilling to let me manipte things ..." His final thought that this was all Ling Lan¡¯s own fault remained unsaid, as no matter what, Little Four would not dare to give voice to it, only able to forcefully swallow it back into his gullet. With a ¡¯whack¡¯, Little Four¡¯s head was given another firm cuff. Tears bloomed from Little Four¡¯s two eyes, and he nced at Ling Lan inint. Boo hoo hoo, Boss, why are you bullying me again? "It¡¯s my own fault?" said Ling Lan with a half-smile as she stared at Little Four. That stare made Little Four¡¯s entire body feel cold ¡ª how had he forgotten that his and Boss¡¯s minds were connected? Even if he did not voice that thought, Boss would still know about it ... Little Four was indeed very shameless; he immediately said with an innocent look, "Boss, never, definitely not, you must have heard wrong. No, no, no, sensed wrong!" Feeling as if this was not persuasive enough, Little Four suddenly said with an enlightened expression, "Ah ... it must definitely be an invasion of an unidentified virus! Little Four must go kill the virus! Boss, Little Four has to go handle things now ..." That said, he ran away with a whoosh. Chapter 230: The Open Secret of the Military Academy! Chapter 230: The Open Secret of the Military Academy! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "This Little Four is really bing more and more daring!" Ling Lan once again confirmed that this intelligence entity of the learning space was definitely an oddball, acting in all ways exactly like a real child. He had disyed all kinds of emotions and behaviours, including ying mischievous tricks and shirking from his responsibilities. Ling Lan piloted her mecha to the western gate of the town. The western gate had slightly less traffic than the other gates, because this was the beginning of the pathway to Suncreed City. It should be known that even if the path to Suncreed City was cleared by someone, it would only take one day for the savage beasts inhabiting it to respawn and repopte it. Most notably, those savage beasts were truly too formidable ¡ª anyone below advanced mecha warrior status just had no hope of passing through, so this was considered the hardest road to take during the newbie period. Ling Lan¡¯s rabbit mechaid there nibbling on its carrot, twitching its head. Its adorable appearance drew significant attention again, though that attention very quickly subsided as well. After all, in the end, a mecha¡¯s worth still depended on its capabilities. Aside from a portion of women who would be sold by the sheer cuteness, men would just toss a curious nce or two at it and then cast it to the back of their minds 1 . Very soon, Ling Lan saw a humanoid mecha appear at the western gate, looking around left and right. She thus knew that this person should be [No Mecha Unrepaired], and so operated her mecha to hop over to the other. This sudden movement seemed to startle the other, as the other reflexively went into a defensive stance. It was clear to see that this mecha operator¡¯s reaction time was not bad. "[No Mecha Unrepaired]?" asked Ling Lan in the publicms channel. "[Lingtian First-String]?" The other¡¯s tone of disbelief clearly showed how disappointed he was in the appearance of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha. "Yes!" replied Ling Lan. "Sorry, but I have to go now!" [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s voice was tinged with anger ¡ª he felt that he had been yed. He immediately turned his mecha around to leave, but found a carrot-shaped sword held up before his mecha. "We agreed that you would take a look at mybat ability. I do not wish for someone to vite the agreement." Ling Lan¡¯s voice was extremely cold. For some unknown reason, [No Mecha Unrepaired] actually felt a chill prate into his heart. "Hn?" This questioning sound of Ling Lan¡¯s carried a hint of a threat, though she was internally sweatdropping. For the sake of points, she was actually in the process of threatening someone now ... where had her morals gone? "Fine!" Without thinking about it, [No Mecha Unrepaired] agreed. As a genius mecha modifier, he was very well-versed in mecha controls. He had turned around so swiftly, but in the same period of time, the other had been able to take two steps forwards and bring up a weapon to block him. Based on that operation alone, he could sense that the other¡¯s skills could not be weak. This was one of the reasons why he had capitted so easily; of course, he would never admit that he had been scared into changing his mind. "This road leading to Suncreed City has a lot of savage beasts along the way. Of course, the savage beasts closer to the western gate are not as fearsome as those deeper along the path. As we move ahead, we will see the first wave of savage beasts. If you can obtain my acknowledgement, I will give the mission to you," said [No Mecha Unrepaired], "Of course, if you can¡¯t satisfy me, I will not continue on with you." "Okay!" Ling Lan agreed to [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s conditions. "But, you need to keep up with my speed, otherwise I won¡¯t bother with you." Ling Lan did not wish to have to divide her attention to protect him while she was fighting. Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts went like this ¡ª if the other could not even protect himself while she blocked off a majority of the savage beasts, she would rather give up the mssion than help him. Ling Lan felt that if he was not skilled enough, he might as well continue training in Three-Seas Town, waiting to be strong enough before travelling out into the greater world outside. "Alright!" [No Mecha Unrepaired] peered at this rabbit mecha before him and replied. The two mecha flew rapidly towards Suncreed City. There were several mecha operators around who recognised [No Mecha Unrepaired]; some of them quickly turned on theirmunicators and shared theirtest discovery with their friends. " Extra, extra 2 ! I just saw [No Mecha Unrepaired] challenging the road to Suncreed with a rabbit trainee mecha." "Tch, this fellow still hasn¡¯t given up? Didn¡¯t he die enoughst time to scare him off?" "He¡¯s really keeping worse and worsepany now, actually trying it with a trainee mecha this time. I bet that he will die halfway through again." This was a voice filled with schadenfreude. "Who asked him not to join the Thunder King Faction? Serves him right to be stuck hanging around Three-Seas Town! I heard that the Thunder King has already put out the word that no one is to help him. Weren¡¯t there three outsider punks who epted his mission a few days back? It was lucky that their team was wiped out on the mission, otherwise those three punks would have been wiped out by the Thunder King¡¯s men anyway." This was a student from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Only someone from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy would understand the conflict between [No Mecha Unrepaired] and the Thunder King. "Hey, where do you think that rabbit mecha is from? Actually courting death by epting the mission?" asked another First Men¡¯s Military Academy student. "He¡¯s most definitely not from our First Men¡¯s Military Academy, or else how would he dare to ept that mission? At the military academy, this is already an open secret. Even the new cadets of this year would have been warned by the older cadets," replied another First Men¡¯s Military Academy student, "Only those new cadets from the other military academies might not know about this and dare to take the mission. However, once they are taught a lesson a few times, these neers will probably not ept [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s mission anymore." "Say, do you think the Thunder King will make a move this time?" Even more military academy cadets joined the conversation to ask curiously. It turned out that the channel they had been using to chat was the channel exclusive to the military academies. "Do you think they can pass the Suncreed passage mission?" someone shot back, "If they can¡¯t pass, why would the Thunder King act? Still, it¡¯s possible he might punish them after the fact." "That rabbit is really too unlucky. New to the mecha world, and already shing with the Thunder King." Someone began feeling sorry for that extremely adorable rabbit. "This rabbit is still considered fortunate. At most being punished in the mecha world would not do him any real harm. If he were a First Men¡¯s Military Academy cadet, then that would truly be called terrible. The Thunder King will definitely not let anyone who disobeys him go free." In the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, the Thunder King was the undisputed one of a kind king. His strength was formidable and his faction was strong ¡ª even the leaders of the second and third factions did not dare to oppose him openly. "Have you all heard? This year¡¯s new cadets are pretty wild, actually forming their own new cadet regiment, unwilling to join any other factions. Is the Thunder King and the others just gonna leave them be?" Someone suddenly brought up this question. "These new cadets may be having the time of their lives now, but they¡¯ll have lots to cry aboutter. The Thunder King does not have time now to bother with these trivial things. He¡¯s in Closed Door Meditation right now. Once he is done, he will be the first 4th year of our military academy to ascend to ace operator! At that time, you think the Thunder King will let these new cadets do as they like, breaking the order of the academy?" This speaker was most likely from the Thunder King Faction; his news was extremely up-to-date. "So that¡¯s how it is!" Thems channel was filled with sighs of admiration. Someone could be heard to mutter, "I wonder if the Thunder King Faction is still epting people ..." The informant said haughtily, "To enter the Thunder King Faction, the minimum requirement is to be at intermediate mecha warrior level. Once you all achieve that, perhaps I can put in a word for you all." "Alright! I¡¯ll add you as a friend. You must follow through and help me out in the future, okay?" The people in the channel all became excited, all speaking up to request a friend slot with the informant. If they could really join the Thunder King Faction, it would be pretty much guaranteed that they would be able to strut around on campus without worry for their remaining six years at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. "Hehe, no problem ..." The informant did not expect that he would be so popr just by revealing a little bit of news about the Thunder King. In his mind, he once again praised himself for the amazingly urate decision of joining the Thunder King Faction back then. ******** Ling Lan and [No Mecha Unrepaired] had no idea that after their departure, those mecha operators who recognised [No Mecha Unrepaired] would spread the word of their meetup. They were currently fully focused on getting as fast as they could to the closest savage beast territory from the western gate. Very quickly, they had arrived at the location. Observing the teeming horde of white-furred animals with crimson eyes before them, Ling Lan¡¯s brow twitched involuntarily, "Rabbits?" Godd*mmit, asking her rabbit to kill rabbits? Why did this seem soedic no matter how you looked at it? [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not seem to sense anything wrong with the scene, replying seriously, "Yes. Don¡¯t underestimate them. These mutated rabbits are very terrifying. Their teeth and ws are their killing tools, but what¡¯s even more frightening is their kicking power, fully capable of killing lower level mecha instantly ..." That said, he cast a worried look at Ling Lan. The other was just a trainee mecha rabbit. If by any chance he was killed in the very first second of attacking, that would be too pitiful ... [No Mecha Unrepaired] could not help but add on kindly, "If you think it¡¯s impossible, why don¡¯t we just go back?" Ling Lan¡¯s rabbit mecha removed the carrot from its mouth with its front ws. She then said coldly, "Give me two minutes!" Although it really would not take that long for her to kill off all these rabbits, Ling Lan did not want to reveal the full extent of her capabilities before someone unfamiliar. Thus, she had extended the time needed to 4 times what she actually needed. Then, Ling Lan controlled the rabbit mecha to spring powerfully off its hind legs, and the entire rabbit mecha flew towards the horde of mutated rabbits ... "Ah, you can¡¯t do it that way ...!" Seeing the rabbit mecha¡¯s actions, [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s expression paled dramatically as he gave a mournful cry. Once the ground began to shudder violently, the rabbits of the entire area would be drawn over ¡ª at that time, even an advanced mecha might lose his life easily if he weren¡¯t careful. This was yet another reason why the path to Suncreed was so hard to get through. [No Mecha Unrepaired] quickly operated his mecha to flee the scene, running up to 100 metres away before turning back tremulously to peek back at Ling Lan. And then, he was bbergasted by what he saw. Ling Lan controlled her rabbit mecha to swing the carrot-shaped sword in its hand around in a deadly dance. Each and every rabbit that leapt at her was sent flying with one strike, where they thenid still, never getting up again. [No Mecha Unrepaired] quickly halted his mecha and zoomed in on the image on his mecha¡¯s screen. The rabbits on the ground had all had their chests pierced clear through, dying instantly. In his utter stupefaction, [No Mecha Unrepaired] shifted his screen back to focus on the battling Ling Lan. Only then did he see how casual and easy every move of Ling Lan¡¯s seemed; never once did that red carrot strike air. One time, he saw the other control the rabbit mecha to stomp heavily on the ground, sending the entire mecha up into the air. Then, with a whirlwind gyration of its body, all the mutated rabbits leaping at it had been swept away. That scene was just as if a peerless ultimate master rabbit hade to terrorize a bunch of harmless and puny rabbits who did not know how to fight ... Chapter 231: Sneak Attack! Chapter 231: Sneak Attack! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 [No Mecha Unrepaired] knew that those seemingly harmless rabbits were actually extremely horrifying for low-level mecha operators, being able to kill them easily in an instant. However, this scene before him ¡ª this mecha rabbit, obviously still a trainee, going on a rampage ¡ª gave him the false impression that even he would be able to go forward and kick those rabbits around and ughter them as he liked. Time passed by bit by bit; the number of rabbits still alive on the field grew fewer and fewer. By the time the blood of the final rabbit was sttered onto the grassy field, precisely 2 minutes had passed, not a millisecond more or less than what the rabbit mecha had imed at the start. What strength and confidence was this, for the other to be able to give such an urate timeframe? [No Mecha Unrepaired] could not help but pinch his cheeks within his cockpit, only believing that this was real at the resulting sting of pain he felt. Heavens, what level of mecha operator had he ended up hiring? Even an advanced mecha would not have been able to defeat such arge number of mutated rabbits so easily within two minutes, especially under conditions like this where it had been surrounded on all sides. [No Mecha Unrepaired] could not help but shudder at that moment ... could the other be a special-ss operator? Considering that possibility, he was beyond exhrated. Perhaps this time he would really be able to sessfully arrive at Suncreed City, no longer being stuck at Three-Seas Town, unable to improve his mecha repair skill level. Ling Lan easily finished off the final rabbit ¡ª aside from a few drops of blood dripping from the red carrot weapon, there was not a single speck of blood on the white body of the rabbit mecha, which remained as pristine as before. This was the result of Ling Lan slowing down her speed and her skilful control. With a stomp of its hind feet, the rabbit mecha sprang off the ground once more and engaged its thrusters, arriving in the blink of an eye to stand before [No Mecha Unrepaired]. This sudden movement once again gave [No Mecha Unrepaired] a fright. However, this time, he no longer reflexively shifted into a defensive stance ¡ª humans were truly extremely adaptable creatures. Ling Lan controlled the rabbit mecha to use its carrot to rap on the humanoid mecha, and asked calmly, "So?" The voice was as frigid as before, but the threat behind the tone was palpable, as if at the first hint that [No Mecha Unrepaired] would even dare to utter ¡¯no¡¯, he would be immediately destroyed. Right then, [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s heart was filled with joy, not one bit of unwillingness to be found. He hurriedly replied, "It¡¯s great! Sir [Lingtian First-String], this mission is in your hands now." Then, he quickly contracted Ling Lan for his mission ¡ª he did it very speedily, afraid that Ling Lan might reconsider and refuse. Of course, once this contract was established, it would be maintained by the mecha world¡¯s mainframe, which would not allow either side to break the agreement without good reason. Sir? Did her voice really sound so much like a man¡¯s now? Speechless, Ling Lan pressed the button to ept the mission. She did not know whether she should be proud of herself for impersonating a man so sessfully ... Since the two of them hade to an agreement, they did not continue to linger here, immediately beginning their journey towards Suncreed City. Along the way, Ling Lan not only encountered small packs of mutated wolves and many mutated wild bulls, but even a pack of five mutated ck panthers in the end. The further along they went, the stronger the beasts became. When a pack of mutated cheetahs showed up, they wasted quite a bit of Ling Lan¡¯s time due to their extraordinary speed. After all, inparison with the mutated cheetahs, the rabbit mecha¡¯s speed was nothing. Fortunately, her innate talent Profound Insight was very helpful ¡ª it discovered the cheetahs¡¯ weakness not soon after, allowing Ling Lan to kill them. Still, the struggle hadsted a full five minutes. "Looks like, against the stronger mutated beasts, a trainee mecha is still rather weak overall." If Ling Lan had been given an advanced mecha, these cheetahs would have been killed with a swing of her arm. Even if she had not been given an advanced mecha, but a lower mecha instead, Ling Lan still would not have wasted five minutes. It was likely that she would have only needed one to two minutes to wrap things up. This was the mecha¡¯s limits ¡ª even for Ling Lan, who was already at ace operator level control, it was impossible to execute an instant kill against a beast that was stronger than the mecha¡¯s abilities. Even as Ling Lan was feeling rather sorry about the state of her mecha, [No Mecha Unrepaired] was filled with awe at how easily Ling Lan had dispatched these beasts. Mind you, back then, he and the three intermediate mecha warriors had been killed at this spot, instantly being sent straight back to revive by these cheetahs. Back then, they had not even seen much of the cheetahs before they had been killed and returned to the town. But now, the five cheetahs had appeared at the same time, but had still been easily handled by the other within a short period of time. With this, [No Mecha Unrepaired] was even more confident in their chances of arriving at Suncreed City safely. Furthermore, he had also confirmed to himself that the one controlling this rabbit trainee mecha was most definitely a special-ss mecha master. He felt extremely fortunate, actually being able to coincidentally meet such a strong person in the game world. Only a strong person such as this would be able to make his way freely around the low-level world using just a trainee mecha. Ling Lan had just finished off the five cheetahs, not yet moving ahead, when she heard Little Four exim joyfully, "Boss, it¡¯s right here! The starlight conversion power core should be inside the ancient den of the monster of this mountain." Ling Lan said calmly, "Done killing the viruses?" Ever since Little Four had been seen through by her, and had used the excuse of killing a virus to run away, he had not presented himself again. Ling Lan had thought that this brat would not dare to face her anymore ¡ª unexpectedly, he had suddenly emerged again now. Little Four stiffened, and then forced a pandering smile on his face. "All done, all done. Oh Boss, you really do care about me! Little Four is so touched ...!" That said, he did not forget to hug Ling Lan¡¯s thigh and act cute with all his might, desperately hoping for Boss to forget his previous disrespect. Ling Lan lightly flicked Little Four on the head. "Don¡¯t try to act cute and brush it off. In a bit, you¡¯ll be helping me to redeem yourself!" Little Four hurriedly agreed. Boss was clearly prepared to let him off ¡ª of course he would not be so stupid as to let this chance go by. And so, Ling Lan changed directions to follow an almost indiscernible mountain trail, heading into a dense forest. Seeing this, [No Mecha Unrepaired] panicked, shouting hurriedly, "Sir [Lingtian First-String], where are you going?" Did the other not want to bring him to Suncreed City anymore? Ling Lan replied, "I want to clean up the old den of the mutated beasts a little." "Ah, those mutated beasts in the home den are all very formidable! We definitely can¡¯t go. It¡¯s too dangerous! Besides, to get to Suncreed City, we only need to keep following Suncreed Road. There is no need at all to take this risk." Ling Lan abruptly turned her head to look at [No Mecha Unrepaired] and said tly, "This is my mission. If you don¡¯t want to go, then just wait for me here." Being pierced by the vacant gaze of the rabbit mecha, [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not dare to offer any more objection. Right then, he finally realised that he was really just a convenient tag-along for the other. Having figured that out, he came to to find that Ling Lan was gradually pulling further and further away. He abruptly shouted, "[Lingtian First-String], wait for me! I¡¯ll go too." Leaving him here all alone ... it was definitely much more dangerous to stay behind than to follow the other. He had no intention of losing his life here. "What? You¡¯re not afraid of apanying me to your death?" Ling Lan halted to mock icily. [No Mecha Unrepaired] hurriedly said, "We¡¯ve travelled all this way together. No matter what, there¡¯s some bond between us now. How can I watch a friend brave danger on his own and stay behind alone? No matter what, we should share our joys and pain, and go through thick and thin together ..." As if knowing that these words of his were not at all convincing, [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s voice became softer and softer as he spoke, almost not daring to meet the spirited rabbit eyes of Ling Lan. Ling Lan merely nced at the other without puncturing his lies. Since [No Mecha Unrepaired] dared to brave danger with her, it meant that he trusted her abilities to arge degree. Ling Lan did not say anything further, tacitly agreeing to let [No Mecha Unrepaired] tag along. The two of them entered the forest depths. They had not gone far when Ling Lan suddenly shoved [No Mecha Unrepaired]. This movement was too sudden ¡ª [No Mecha Unrepaired] was totally unprepared. He fell to the ground instantly, tumbling two circles away ... "Boom!" Where [No Mecha Unrepaired] had been standing, some unknown item had crashed heavily into the ground, throwing up countless amounts of dirt and fallen leaves. Right then, Ling Lan¡¯s rabbit mecha suddenly pushed its engines to send the entire mecha into the air, flipping into an upside down position with the carrot in its hands facing downwards. Then, like with a nail, it drove the carrot powerfully straight into the ground below. "Boom!" This was the sound of the mecha hitting the earth. Immediately after, the rabbit mecha leapt up nimbly to dash 5 metres away andnd securely on all four feet. Following this series of actions, a string of violent snapping and twisting could be heard. In the end, everything fell silent again, and when all the flying dirt and leaves finally settled back onto the ground, the scene became clear to the eye. Only then could [No Mecha Unrepaired] see that, where he had initially been standing was now a deep gouge of about half a metre wide and 30 centimetres deep . That gouge which looked like the result of a whip let [No Mecha Unrepaired] know that if he had been struck by it, even if his mecha had not been destroyed, the power behind the blow would have been enough to rattle him to death. [No Mecha Unrepaired] could not help but nce gratefully at Ling Lan; the other had saved his life once again. If the other had not pushed him aside so decisively, he would have died and returned to Three-Seas Town. But before he could speak up to thank the other, he was shocked into silence by the scenario on Ling Lan¡¯s end. Not five metres away from the rabbit mecha, a gruesomerge mouth was opened ravenously. Four razor-sharp teeth shone with a chilling light as the jaw opened and closed while the creature continued to struggle, as if wanting to leap forwards to swallow the rabbit mecha not too far from it whole. However, no matter how much it struggled, it could not escape from its bindings to move even another step ... [No Mecha Unrepaired] very quickly realised that he was looking at the head of a snake. Moreover, at the critical juncture between the head and the rest of its body, a sword had prated to the hilt. The hilt of the sword was green in colour, and was shaped like leaves. [No Mecha Unrepaired] naturally knew that this was that carrot de of the rabbit mecha. Meanwhile, the flesh beneath the pierced juncture, spreading as far as half a metre, had already be a mess of minced meat. The tail part of the snake, due to being disconnected from the head, had reflexively curled up on itself, unable to make any more attacks. This horrifying beast before them was a gigantic mutated python, whose attack power must be unrivalled. If an intermediate mecha warrior hade here, he might very well have died from a sneak attack before even being able to actually meet it head on. No, perhaps even an advanced mecha warrior would have found it difficult to escape from this unorthodox attack. But now, this mutated python had had its vital point pierced by the rabbit mecha in the span of just one sneak attack,pletely losing its ability to fight back. "Can you still stand up?" Ling Lan looked towards [No Mecha Unrepaired], frowning. Had she used too much strength earlier, inadvertently injuring the other? Only then did [No Mecha Unrepaired] stir from his stunned torpor. He quickly scrambled off the ground and said, "It¡¯s fine, I¡¯m fine." Chapter 232: The Python Family! Chapter 232: The Python Family! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The gigantic python finally ceased its struggles. The giant snake head crashed abruptly to the ground, sending some dirt and leaves up into the air again. [No Mecha Unrepaired] said carefully, "It¡¯s dead ..." "Not yet!" responded Ling Lan coldly. How could this petty trick fool her? In the primordial forest, what savage beast had she not seen? Some were even slyer than this python here. "Ah ..." [No Mecha Unrepaired] stared gobsmacked at the python ¡ª in that state and it still wasn¡¯t dead? Ling Lan drew a short sword each from behind the two hind legs of the rabbit. With a powerful swing of her left hand, one of the short swords flew, whistling through the air right at the head of the python. Just as the de was about to strike, the python suddenly raised its head to snap its jaws savagely over that flying short sword. With a loud crunch, that short sword made of high-durability steel broke into pieces. It was clear to see how great the bite force quotient 1 of the python was. If Ling Lan had walked forward personally, her vital points might have identally been caught in its sneak attack, destroying her mecha and losing her life. However, this frightening strike was also the python¡¯s final attack. Heaven knows when, the second short sword in Ling Lan¡¯s hands had been sent flying out without a sound. Even as the python¡¯s jaw shattered the first short sword, the second short sword buried itself in the snake¡¯s eyes, piercing through the entire snake head. In the throes of death, the python seemed to be in great pain. It split its mouth open wide in a howling cry to the heavens. After a long ear-splitting wail, the snake head finally fell heavily to the ground once more, sending yet another spray of dust and dirt into the air. Seeing this, Ling Lan made the rabbit mecha jump forwards. [No Mecha Unrepaired] was horrified by this, shouting loudly, "[Lingtian First-String], watch out in case it isn¡¯t dead!" If by any chance the other was ying dead again, wouldn¡¯t it be very dangerous for the rabbit mecha to just approach it like that? "This time it¡¯s really dead," replied Ling Lan calmly as she walked up to the head. She pulled out the carrot sword pinning the snake by its vital point, cing it back securely into the rabbit¡¯s mouth. Next, she pulled out the short sword which had burrowed into the snake head, rubbing it against the ground a few times before putting it back behind her mecha¡¯s hind legs with some disgust. There was no helping it ¡ª the weapons on the trainee mecha were just too few; Ling Lan could not afford not to take it back. As Ling Lan made preparations to leave, [No Mecha Unrepaired] spoke up once more, "Um, aren¡¯t you taking the spoils of victory?" Previously, when the rabbit mecha had finished off those other mutated beasts, it had never once taken the spoils of victory off those mutated beasts¡¯ bodies. [No Mecha Unrepaired] felt his heart ache at the waste ¡ª mind you, those were all points! Although each spoil would only offer several decimal points worth of points, many a little makes a mickle 2 ! With that many beasts, if they had collected all of the spoils, it would have amounted to over at least several tens of points. Living in the mecha world, restrictions were everywhere if one did not have points. If he had countless points, then he would not have been stuck so pitifully at Three-Seas Town for so long. He could have just offered 10,000 points as a reward ¡ª then, even the Thunder King would not have been able to stop a strong mercenary from bringing him out of Three-Seas Town. "Spoils of victory?" asked Ling Lan curiously. She truly had no idea about these sorts of things. "Yes! The beasts have lots of good things on their bodies. As long as we collect them, we can take them to an exchange store to redeem points. For instance, the teeth of this python ¡ª each one could be worth 3 points, 4 of them giving a total of 12 points. Like the pelts of the rabbits you have been killing all this way ¡ª each would be worth 0.2 points, while the pelts of the wild wolves would give 0.3 points ..." [No Mecha Unrepaired] really knew the value of the spoils of victory like the back of his hand. He detailed all the wastage Ling Lan hadmitted this entire journey. After listening for half a day 3 , Ling Lan finally got the gist that there was still this method of gathering points within the mecha world. However, she took a look at that snake¡¯s head ... fine, she really had no interest in touching that ugly body again, so she said, "You collect it!" [No Mecha Unrepaired] thought Ling Lan was letting him help her collect the spoils, and so happily made a sound of acknowledgement before moving forwards to collect those 4 sharp teeth from the snake¡¯s head. Ling Lan¡¯s terrifyingbat power this entire way had let [No Mecha Unrepaired] understand that that bit of reward he was offering was totally insufficient to hire such a formidable mecha operator. He really wanted to use something else to supplement his payment ¡ª if he could help the other collect the spoils of victory and get a bit more points that way, he would feel less guilty. As [No Mecha Unrepaired] harvested the teeth, he sighed, looking at that centre section of the python which had been smashed into mincemeat. This was the result of Ling Lan plunging down from a tall height, using gravity and the weight of her own mecha to crush the snake¡¯s body with one strike. This move was wless both in terms of timing and uracy, proving that Ling Lan¡¯s mecha control skills had already reached a point where her body and the mecha had be one. This was the mark of a special-ss operator, which also proved that [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s deduction was correct. The operator of this rabbit mecha before him was most definitely a mysterious and powerful special-ss operator. Of course, [No Mecha Unrepaired] was not sighing over the other¡¯s strength. Instead, he was sighing over the fact that that section of snake skin had been ruined by Ling Lan¡¯s brute force. He silently thought to himself that, if they could have peeled it off in perfect condition, such a ginormous piece of snake skin would have been worth at least 30 points. This was already among the highest amount one could get from the redemption of victory spoils. Alright, in the process of umting points to hire a master, [No Mecha Unrepaired] had undoubtedly be somewhat of a point-freak. [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s harvesting ability was rather strong ¡ª the four teeth took him less than two minutes. Still, even so, Ling Lan felt this was not worth it. Perhaps that was why Little Four had not suggested this method to her. Ling Lan only needed perhaps several seconds to kill a beast, but collecting the spoils would waste a lot of her time. This was definitely not something Ling Lan wanted. Seeing [No Mecha Unrepaired] done with the harvesting, Ling Lan did not linger, continuing forwards. Although they remained vignt for the rest of the way, they did not encounter any more savage beasts, nor did they meet any dangers. The strangeness of the situation made [No Mecha Unrepaired] be restless and unsettled. However, for some unknown reason, seeing the rabbit mecha hopping unhurriedly before him ¡ª each hop eating up the same amount of distance, with the exact same arc and rhythm ¡ª this precise operation soothed his emotions, allowing him to regain his calm ... After travelling for about 5 minutes, Ling Lan suddenly stopped and said, "Careful." Although [No Mecha Unrepaired] was not officially trying to be a mecha warrior, these couple of years of watching out for himself had given him extremely richbat experience. Hearing Ling Lan¡¯s warning, he instantly assumed a defensive stance, multiple viewing angles popping up on his mecha¡¯s screen to cover his surroundings. However, aside from the silence, there was nothing else strange about the situation. No, in fact there was still noise. It was the sound of tree leaves being rustled by the wind, but this was extremely normal ... Sweat beaded on [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s forehead ¡ª the calmer and more normal things seemed, the more it meant danger was imminent. At this moment, [No Mecha Unrepaired] still did not realise that he now trusted Ling Lan unconditionally. It was because of this that he took Ling Lan¡¯s simple warning so seriously, to the extent that he would believe a hazard was right before them. "Jump!" shouted Ling Lan abruptly. Without even thinking, [No Mecha Unrepaired] operated his mecha to leap into the air. In his screen, he saw a sh of red light sweep beneath his mecha¡¯s feet. "Swish!" It was the sound of something piercing through flesh and blood, or perhaps stabbing into earth. [No Mecha Unrepaired] had not yet figured out the sound when he heard a tremendous snapping sounding from not too far behind him. Before [No Mecha Unrepaired] could expand the scope of vision of his mecha to look, he felt his mecha being thrown into the air by a great force. From his screen, [No Mecha Unrepaired] could clearly see that the one who had attacked him had been the rabbit mecha. The other had given him a solid kick with its hind legs. This kick was even more forceful than the force Ling Lan had used to shove him aside earlier, causing [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s mecha to fly up high, soaring over severalrge trees, before crashing heavily to the ground about 30 metres away. If not for the fact that [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s physical constitution could still be considered excellent, just this series of collisions alone could have given him grave injuries. Despite not being injured, [No Mecha Unrepaired] still felt his Qi and blood roiling from the concussive force, and could not help but spurt out a mouthful of blood ... "Could it be that [Lingtian First-String] is trying to kill me?" This was [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s first thought. However, he quickly dispelled it, because he believed that with [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s abilities, killing him would be as easy as a lift of a hand. He would not just be left with such minor injuries. Meanwhile, on Ling Lan¡¯s end, she had borrowed the reaction force from kicking [No Mecha Unrepaired], assisted by the thrust of her engines, to rise up swiftly into the air. This allowed her to dodge the speedy attack of a silver beam of light, while also helping [No Mecha Unrepaired] to dodge this ruthless killing attack at the same time. Based on the trajectory of the silver light, the first one to be hit would have been [No Mecha Unrepaired]. Ling Lan controlled her mecha tond securely on the ground. She carefully observed a gigantic silver python coiled up approximately 10 metres away, which was already preparing tounch its next attack. This python was even more colossal than the python Ling Lan had killed earlier. Two snake eyes asrge asnterns were beaming with coldly sinister light, not at all trying to hide the killing intent within them. "Who¡¯d have thought that the savage beast upying this area would be from the python family." Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed. Even though Ling Lan had been schooled by the learning space in such a way that she was already no longer like a girl, not at all afraid of any fierce beasts or savage creatures, this did not eradicate her inherent nature of loathing these types of slithery cold-blooded animals. Therefore, when she discovered that the opponent was these pythons, some dislike still reared within her heart. Ling Lan cast a nce at a distance not too far off, where her carrot-sword had already pinned a slightly smaller python. That python was struggling desperately, trying to wrest free of the carrot-sword¡¯s de. She could not help but ¡¯tsk¡¯ in annoyance; Ling Lan knew that she would definitely not be able to retrieve the carrot-sword right now to attack. Furthermore, as the rabbit mecha was a trainee mecha, other than the carrot-sword, it only had two high-performance steel short swords as its cold weapons. One of the swords had already been ¡¯nobly sacrificed¡¯ in the previous fight, so the only cold weapon Ling Lan could use now was that one remaining short sword. Although there was still a beam handgun on the back of the mecha, Ling Lan knew very well that it would be impossible to ovee the defensive power of this humongous python¡¯s skin relying on that handgun alone. Of course, it could not be said that it would be useless ¡ª if one managed to shoot a vital point, it would still be effective. For example, the eyes of the python, or perhaps the vulnerable mouth cavity unprotected by the skin ... however, in a moving fight, it would be extremely difficult to hit these points urately. Unless it was absolutely unavoidable, Ling Lan did not n to use that unreliable beam handgun. Ling Lan lifted up the only remaining short sword she had with her left hand. Right now, she was a little regretful at her own overconfidence. She should have prepared a sharp long sword beforehand, or perhaps a lightsaber ¡ª that way, killing these pythons would be much easier. Chapter 233: The Weapon Regretless!! Chapter 233: The Weapon ¡¯Regretless¡¯!£¡ Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Another resounding "Bam!" The giant python was pouncing forward again. Ling Lan controlled her mecha to leap up into the air, kicking forwards forcefully with its hind legs. The python was sent flying back by the powerful kick ¡ª the python and the mecha were only in contact for a brief moment before they were moving off in different directions again tond in two separate locations, once more facing each other in a standoff. "Warning! Over-capacity usage of mecha¡¯s hind legs. Damage at 7%. Please use with caution; cherish your mecha!" Within the cockpit, the mecha¡¯s mainframe immediately issued a warning, protesting the brute actions of its operator. Thatst kick may have pushed the python back, but because the giant python was really just too big and too heavy, the mecha had had to bear a force which exceeded its anti-shock capacity, causing the mecha to incur a certain degree of damage. "Tch, even this is no good?" Ling Lan had thought to use the mecha¡¯s own body to attack topensate for theck of weapons, but now it looked like things would not be so simple. She smacked the control stick moodily and said, "This trainee mecha is just too godd*mn fragile." Little Four could not help but dab at his sweat inside the mindspace. Since the start of her studies, Ling Lan¡¯s mechabat style was already showing signs of being of the wild and barbaric type. He still remembered how she had caused her mecha to be all scratched up, bearing wounds from being pushed beyond its limits. In the end, they had had no choice but to spend so much credits to repair the mecha, only thus preventing the mecha frompletely breaking down. Therefore, regardless of how strong or solid the mecha was, it would not fare much better than this rabbit mecha in Ling Lan¡¯s hands. This was because Ling Lan would forever bring out the greatestbat power a mecha was capable of, even pushing for more ¡ª it would be stranger if the mecha did not break down! ******** [No Mecha Unrepaired] rubbed away the trickle of blood at the corner of his lips, forcefully suppressing the nausea he still felt from the bloody stench as he operated his mecha to get up from the ground. Meanwhile, the inside of his cockpit had long be flooded with alerts from the mainframe, which was warning non-stop that the mecha had been attacked, and disying the resulting damage levels. He unstintingly used a low-level repair kit, letting the mecha bepletely repaired in a very short period of time. Of course, while he did all this, his gaze had not once left the battle scene 30 metres away. When he saw that the rabbit mecha was left with only one short sword weapon, he could not help but be anxious; he understood that if the rabbit mecha could not finish off this frighteningly ginormous python, the both of them would definitely lose their lives here. "No, it was so difficult to find such a strong mecha operator to bring me to Suncreed City, I definitely cannot die here, wasting all that effort!" [No Mecha Unrepaired] was naturally unwilling to just admit defeat. He opened up his bag, desperately searching through it to see if there were any cold weapons the rabbit mecha could use within it. Right then, he was somewhat thankful that he was in the wilds, and not in abat arena. In abat arena, it was not permitted to change one¡¯s equipped weapons halfway. When he came to a pitch-ck weapon, he could not help but stare at it nkly. "Should we use this one?" [No Mecha Unrepaired] looked at this cold weapon he had developed in Three-Seas Town. It was shaped like a tangdao 1 of olden times, but its de was not like the clean diagonal-cut edge of a traditional tangdao, instead sporting an extremely conspicuous concavity. This concavity was deep near the edge, bing gradually shallower as it travelled along the body of the de to spread along its entire surface. The entire sword was a sheet of ck, not as eye-catching as other brighter and shier weapons. However, it silently emitted a type of killing intent, letting people know that this was no ordinary sword. Of course, that was all they would know ¡ª only its creator and the one who used it would be able to trulyprehend the fearsome nature of this sword. This was a lethal weapon [No Mecha Unrepaired] had forged using the best materials he could gather in Three-Seas Town. Back when he had seeded, it had let him advance two stages, from trainee mecha mechanic to advanced mecha mechanic, in an instant. Back then, he had been young and cocky ¡ª in his pride and joy, he had forgotten that he should hide his light under a bushel 2 until he was sufficiently strong enough to protect himself. He had proimed his name in a high-handed fashion, allowing the Thunder King to figure out his identity. In the end, whether it was here in the mecha world, or in reality, the Thunder King had been pressuring him with the power of his faction to join his organisation. As a result of his unwillingness to submit, he had been restricted by the other to Three-Seas Town, unable to move. If he was not able to pass the assessment this year because of this, then he would be mercilessly cast out from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. The Thunder King was precisely such a ruthless character. Anyone who did not submit to him would definitely have their future crushed by him. [No Mecha Unrepaired] had never ever considered selling off this cold weapon. Even though a few strong fighters had tried offering extremely high prices before out of curiosity at this weapon¡¯s stats, and he too had known that he might be able to leave Three-Seas Town if he just sold this sword ... he had still decided to keep this weapon with him until he was pushed to the absolute brink. Not just because this was his pride and honour, but also as a reminder to himself of his ignorance, his hubris, his weakness, his shame, as well as his reason for resisting. "I named it ¡¯ Regretless 3 ¡¯, to remind myself that I have chosen not to regret. At the same time, I also hope that this weapon will be able to disy its glory in the hands of a mecha operator who would allow it to attack with no regrets ... perhaps, its master has appeared!" [No Mecha Unrepaired] looked at the nimble figure of the rabbit before his eyes, and with a grit of his teeth, he resolutely pulled out the sword Regretless which meant so much to him. As Regretless fully appeared in the dense forest, the temperature of the initially already extremely cold and sinister forest suddenly dipped further, causing [No Mecha Unrepaired] to tremble involuntarily. [No Mecha Unrepaired] stroked the de of Regretless affectionately. When he lifted his head once more, his gaze was filled with conviction. He knew very well that if [Lingtian First-String] truly kept his promise and brought him to Suncreed City, he would definitely offend the Thunder King. Even though [Lingtian First-String] had yet toplete the mission, [No Mecha Unrepaired] found himself somehow trusting the other without reason. They had only spent a short while together, but he hade to learn that though the other was cold and domineering, he was definitely a responsible man. Thus, he believed that Regretless would not fade into obscurity if he gave it to him. Under [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s skilful control, Regretless would definitely shine its brightest. He hoped that one day, if [Lingtian First-String] really ended up shing head-on with the Thunder King, the weapon he used in that encounter would be Regretless ... Intense light shed through [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s eyes. He shouted abruptly, "[Lingtian First-String], catch!" [No Mecha Unrepaired] controlled his mecha to throw Regretless; Ling Lan could only see a blur of dark light flying towards her. She calmly operated her rabbit mecha¡¯s right hand to reach out in a grab, and abruptly felt a heavy weight in her hands. Unprepared, she almost lost her footing. However, Ling Lan¡¯s adaptive ability was extremely powerful. She instantly activated the engine on her right side, using the great thrust generated by it to stabilise the mecha¡¯s slightly tilting body. "What weapon is this, actually so heavy?" Ling Lan peered curiously at the weapon in the rabbit¡¯s hands. It was a cold weapon like a dao 4 but not a dao, like a sword but not a sword. Still, based on its weight that almost unbnced her mecha alone, she could tell that this weapon was definitely special. However, reality did not allow Ling Lan to think too much about it; the giant python was attacking again. The rabbit mecha¡¯s forelegs were not very strong ¡ª Ling Lan was afraid that she would not be able to wield this clearly very heavy weapon single-handedly. So, she decisively gripped the sword with both hands and swung it out fiercely towards the python¡¯s attack trajectory. A loud "boom" rang out! The body of the sword and the snapping sharp fangs of the giant python collided violently! Screech ~! The sturdy fang and the sword scraped against each other forcefully, emitting an ear-splitting high-pitched noise! Crack! A crisp sound, and a fang suddenly popped out, whizzing away to bury itself in arge tree not too far away from the fight. This sword may seem extremely thin, but its hardness had exceeded that of the mutated python¡¯s fang. At the same time, this result also proved that the sharpness of the sword was at a fearsome level. "Scram!" Ling Lan barked, revving her mecha¡¯s engines and its supplementary thrusters to the max. With a powerful spring of her strong hind legs, the force was transmitted to the sword in her hands, actually sending the entire giant python flying back. A loud thump! The python once again crashed into the ground. But this time, things were different. It was actually writhing in agony, bellowing loudly to the skies. It turned out that that previous strike had not only broken off one of the python¡¯s fangs, it had also left a wound on the python¡¯s face, which was currently bleeding profusely. "Oh my god, this sword is so sharp!" Little Four was eximing in Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. Mecha cold weapons in general sacrificed sharpness to maintain its sturdiness and strength. Many cold weapons were all made in the form of spiked club-like weapons, or perhaps extremely thick swords. Their characteristics were all focused on solidness and heft rather than sharpness. "It¡¯s not just sharp ... its tensile strength is also amazingly good. Such a narrow de actually having the same tensile strength as broader and thicker swords ¡ª no, perhaps even better by a bit." Compared to sharpness, Ling Lan was more concerned about its tensile strength, for this would decide the lifespan of a weapon. No matter how sharp a sword was, if it did not have enough tensile strength, breaking apart after just a few uses, then it would still be utterly useless. "This mecha world is pretty interesting, actually having this sort of weapon ..." Little Four sensed that this mecha world was notpletely the same as the real world. This piqued his interest to find out all the secrets of this mecha world. "Having thisplementary weapon in hand, I don¡¯t need to waste any more time." Ling Lan felt that she could finally let loose and attack now. She twirled her new sword once, then leapt unhesitatingly towards the giant python. "F*ck! Why didn¡¯t he first take some time to get used to the weapon? Attacking directly? Does he not want to live?" [No Mecha Unrepaired] was beyond anxious ¡ª mecha operators needed to familiarise themselves with their mecha¡¯s weapons before they would be able to generate the greatestbat power with them. Using an unfamiliar weapon may backfire due to the resultant control errors, causing a person¡¯sbat power to decrease instead. This was also why [No Mecha Unrepaired] was worried for Ling Lan. The giant python saw its initially defensive opponent suddenly initiating an attack. Feeling as if it had been impugned, it was instantly in a towering rage. It ignored the pain of the wound on its face to leap forwards once more, ready to teach this detestable fellow before it a profound lesson. It would let him know that a king¡¯s dignity would not be trod upon. Both sides shed once more, and this time, Ling Lan no longer had any reservations. She used the rabbit mecha¡¯s full power from the start, causing Little Four¡¯s heart to ache, as well as causing the cockpit to be filled with the ringing warnings of the mecha¡¯s mainframe, "Warning! Engine power exceeded 120%. Mecha operating over-capacity. Mecha is sustaining damage, 5%, 7%, 10% ..." Chapter 234: Starlight Conversion Power Core! Chapter 234: Starlight Conversion Power Core! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "What a nag!" Ling Lan turned off the mainframe¡¯s voice systems, putting all her attention into piloting her mecha. On the mecha¡¯s control panel, Ling Lan¡¯s fingers once more could be seen producingyered afterimages born of rapid speed. Stacked together, thoseyers of afterimages looked like a slowly blossoming lotus flower, insubstantial but unbelievably beautiful. The rabbit mecha crouched abruptly, its forelegs holding the sword dipping slightly. This minor shift let Regretless swiftly evade the giant python¡¯s attacking fangs, sweeping below the python¡¯s jaw to get to its vital point, where the sword was suddenly twisted upwards. At the same time, the still crouching rabbit mecha had long made preparations to leap. And so, a white rabbit could be seen to spring up from the ground into the air. The sunlight streaming in from between the tree leaves reflected off the mecha¡¯s body, causing the entire mecha to gleam brightly, dazzling the eyes. This sh of reflected light also caused the screen of [No Mecha Unrepaired], who had been closely watching the rabbit mecha, to suddenly white-out, going into a blinded state for a brief moment. "HISSSS!" The giant python made a terrible cry. Regaining his vision, [No Mecha Unrepaired] saw the hissing head suddenly drop off the snake¡¯s body to fall to the ground. A fountain of blood gushed out from where it had been chopped off, spraying the ground about 10 metres around it crimson. And then, the humongous snake¡¯s body finally toppled down as well ... Ling Lan had already piloted the rabbit mecha tond about 10 over metres away from the snake¡¯s body, and so had not been hit with any of the blood spray. Her mecha suddenly swept a cool gaze in a particr direction, honing in on a patch of grass. This abrupt movement caused the grass there to shift slightly and then grow still, not to move again. Ling Lan turned her gaze away in satisfaction. As long as they did not obstruct her frompleting her mission, she too did not want to kill all of these savage beasts. After all, she had never wanted to umte points by collecting savage beast materials anyway. With a bound, the rabbit mecha appeared before [No Mecha Unrepaired], reaching out a hand to return the weapon to the other. "Thank you. This weapon is very impressive. Now, I return it!" Though the weapon was great, Ling Lan did not have any intention of iming it for her own. As long as she upgraded to a better mecha and had it outfitted with the standard weapons, it would already be sufficient for Ling Lan¡¯s use. Hearing this, [No Mecha Unrepaired] was taken aback. He had not expected [Lingtian First-String] to be unmoved by Regretless after experiencing its power first hand, that the other would still choose to return the weapon to him. From the other¡¯s tone of voice, [No Mecha Unrepaired] could tell for sure that this was not an act ¡ª the other really had no intention of taking the sword. This caused [No Mecha Unrepaired] to be deeply moved. Mind you, in the mecha world, in order to make their mecha stronger, some supreme weapons would often be fought over by the various strong fighters. Some would even resort to forceful and overbearing means to snatch these weapons from the hands of the weak. This only further cemented [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s determination to gift the sword to [Lingtian First-String]. He said, "No need to return it to me. I¡¯m giving you this weapon." "For me? I don¡¯t think the mission reward included this." Although this weapon was great, Ling Lan did not want to owe [No Mecha Unrepaired] for no good reason. "This is an extra. Consider it a token of my goodwill," said [No Mecha Unrepaired] with a smile. Just those rewards by themselves were not at all sufficient for him to hire a special-ss operator. "Since the mission reward had already been agreed on, you don¡¯t have to take out anything further to supplement it." Ling Lan quirked a brow, as if understanding [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s worries, and continued to say, "Don¡¯t worry, I will safely bring you to Suncreed City. I won¡¯t go against our agreement, and I won¡¯t ask for anything extra." Ling Lan¡¯s words caused [No Mecha Unrepaired] to flush. He waved his hands frantically and said, "It¡¯s not like that. I have never doubted that you will honour our agreement. This weapon ... for me, is special, because it was created by me." [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s voice became very soft, "Although many people had wanted to buy it, I have never been able to sell it, always hoping that one day, someone who understands it will be able to take it together into battle, fulfilling the dreams I entrusted to it." [No Mecha Unrepaired] lifted his head and said firmly, "It¡¯s called Regretless. I hope that someone strong can let it have no regrets in battle. After this period of time, I feel that you can fulfil my dream, and so, I want to give this weapon to you." [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s words made Ling Lan take a close look at the stats of the weapon in her hands. Sure enough, its details stated ¡ª¡ª Weapon¡¯s Name: Regretless (equippable back weapon for mecha); Characteristics: Sturdy, sharp; Weight: 206 kg. Creator: [No Mecha Unrepaired]. Quality: Superior. Little Four was supplementing the information with exnations inside the mindspace for Ling Lan. Cold weapons like these of superior quality, with both high tensile strength and sharpness, were extremely rare. On top of that, its weight was enough for it to be used as a heavy weapon at critical moments as well. Regretless, which had no obvious weaknesses, could be used long-term, as long as it was not damaged, even up till she became an ace operator 1 . Meanwhile, in the mecha world, the level of familiarity one had with one¡¯s weapon would bepletely reflected in the mecha¡¯sbat power. Thus, this sort of long-term weapon was what all mecha operators loved and appreciated. It could be said that if this weapon were to be auctioned, it would attract the attention of all mecha operators below the level of ace operator. Ling Lan agreed with what Little Four was saying ¡ª when she had first begun practising with that carrot-weapon, she had also had to take a long time to get ustomed to it. Later, when she had switched to other mecha, in contrast to the rtive simplicity of firearms, she had had to spend the most time on cold weapons. This was because battles involving cold weapons were extremely dangerous ¡ª any bit of carelessness could bring great cmity on oneself. Ling Lan, who had not been moved by Regretless earlier, was really somewhat interested now. For a mecha operator, finding a suitable primary cold weapon they liked was an extremely key thing. Initially, Ling Lan had nned to change her mecha before considering this matter, but now, such an exceptional cold weapon had appeared, so Ling Lan had no choice but to begin thinking about it now. Ling Lan did not struggle over the issue for long. She took Regretless back, slinging it into ce at the only weapon¡¯s bezel at her mecha¡¯s back, and said, "Thank you. This weapon is indeed very exceptional. It is precisely what I need, so I will dly ept it. However, the rewards we had previously agreed on, you don¡¯t have to give those to me anymore." At this point, Ling Lan suddenly remembered that without those 200 points, she would not be able to get the full 1010 she needed. So, she added somewhat sheepishly, "Uh, the points are still needed. Topensate you for your loss, in future I can ept one more task from you. Of course, that task must be something I can do." Ling Lan decided to fully end this entanglement here. She did not like to drag things out, and so stated things inly right now. This was to prevent problems in future if they could not agree, wasting the ties of friendship formed here with the gift of this sword. [No Mecha Unrepaired] had never intended Ling Lan to pay any price from the start, very sincerely wanting to entrust the best weapon he had created to the other. Therefore, hearing Ling Lan¡¯s words, he did not take Ling Lan¡¯s promise to heart, merely nodding happily in response. Right then, he did not know that this promise of Ling Lan¡¯s would cause his future to be extraordinary ... Ling Lan very quickly came to the ce that Little Four had indicated, picking up an extremelymon-looking rock. Seeing this, [No Mecha Unrepaired] said with some confused annoyance, "What¡¯s this? Is that your mission?" This dusty, grey, and unassuming rock could be found anywhere, but Ling Lan had selected it out very carefully from a pile of rocks. "Yes, this is a starlight conversion power core," replied Ling Lan. "What? This is that rumoured starlight conversion power core?!" [No Mecha Unrepaired] instantly eximed in shock. "Rumoured?" Ling Lan blinked nkly at [No Mecha Unrepaired], unsure why the other would be so shocked. "Oh [Lingtian First-String] ... this is the only main storyline mission of Three-Seas Town. Although many people have epted it before, no one has ever been able to find the core. Many people think that it¡¯s because the starlight conversion power core hasn¡¯t appeared yet, considering the mission an impossible mission toplete at the moment," exined [No Mecha Unrepaired]. "Is that so? I just saw that the points it offered was pretty good, so I epted it," said Ling Lan nonchntly. [No Mecha Unrepaired] almost wept ¡ª was this the difference between the strong and the average person? Missions that they did not even dare to think about, and the other had only casually epted it because it offered more points ... A thought suddenly urred to [No Mecha Unrepaired]. "How did you know there would be a starlight conversion power core here? That this mission could bepleted?" Ling Lan replied calmly, "I¡¯vee here before and seen this. But I didn¡¯t know what it was for back then, so I didn¡¯t take it and just left it here ..." Didn¡¯t take it? [No Mecha Unrepaired] almost spewed blood. Alright, so the other had long been to this savage ce before. Recalling how the other had seemed extremely familiar with the surroundings here, as if strolling through his own backyard, [No Mecha Unrepaired] understood and decided to let it go. Ling Lan put the starlight conversion power core into her mecha¡¯s equipment storage and said, "Alright, let¡¯s go." Having been stunned multiple times by Ling Lan, [No Mecha Unrepaired] naturally had no objections, quietly following Ling Lan away from the area. The two of them had retraced their steps for about 10 minutes when Ling Lan suddenly nced at [No Mecha Unrepaired] and asked, "Have you offended someone?" While they had been at the town¡¯s western gate, the intermittent stares [No Mecha Unrepaired] had attracted from some people had let Ling Lan sense that her employer may very likely have offended someone. However, Ling Lan was not concerned by this ¡ª as long as she could obtain points, she would still ept the mission to escort the other. [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s heart jolted and he croaked, "Why do you ask?" "These mecha probably followed you here. However, they don¡¯t seem to be strong enough and were killed by the savage beasts." Ling Lan pointed at the forest ahead, signalling [No Mecha Unrepaired] that he could go take a look. [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s expression paled and he hurriedly piloted his mecha over. Several quick boundster and he could see several greyed out mechaying t on the ground. This meant that these mecha were already in the state of death. Even if they decided to revive, the mecha would only disappear from this location 20 minutester. During this period of time, anyone coulde and take the equipment and weapons the other had dropped, or perhaps any other tools. [No Mecha Unrepaired] saw that familiar lightning bolt 2 symbol on the mecha¡¯s chests and instantly said through clenched teeth, "It¡¯s them again, the Thunder King¡¯s faction." "Thunder King?" Following behind [No Mecha Unrepaired], Ling Lan could not help but think that this name sounded really familiar ... Chapter 235: Its Time to Change! Chapter 235: It¡¯s Time to Change! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At Ling Lan¡¯s question, [No Mecha Unrepaired] turned his head to smile wryly and said, "The Thunder King is the leader of the most powerful faction in our school. His faction is also good enough to rank within the mecha world ..." [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s words caused a thought to tumble through Ling Lan¡¯s mind. Suddenly, she recalled ¡ª wasn¡¯t there someone with the nickname of ¡¯Thunder King¡¯ at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy? Could it be him? Ling Lan could not help but narrow her eyes. She asked slowly, "From ... the First Men¡¯s Military Academy?" "Ah? So you know of him too? Indeed, we are from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy," said [No Mecha Unrepaired] dejectedly, after his initial surprise. "Aren¡¯t you all schoolmates? How did your rtionship be so terrible, that he would even send people toe after you?" Ling Lan was now rather curious about how [No Mecha Unrepaired] had offended this Thunder King, causing the other to expend so much effort in monitoring him, yet not finishing him offpletely. "Actually, I don¡¯t have any real grudge with the Thunder King. I just refused to join his faction. I had thought that even if the other was unhappy about it, he wouldn¡¯t go too far. Unexpectedly, they actually began to restrict me on all fronts in the mecha world, not allowing me to get out of Three-Seas Town," exined [No Mecha Unrepaired], "I¡¯m not abat mecha operator, so I don¡¯t really go out much. Plus, as long as I don¡¯t join the arena fights in the town, they can¡¯t attack me there. They have no other choice than to restrict me from going to other towns to harass me." At this point of his narration, [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s tone turned slightly bitter, "You don¡¯t know, but a portion of our results at the military academyes from the mecha world. The deadline to produce results is three years. If we don¡¯t achieve the lowest requirements of the military academy in three years¡¯ time, we will be expelled. And this year, is my third year ..." [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s gaze was currently extremelyplicated, there was stubbornness, but also a trace of self-doubt. He gritted his teeth and said, "I need to leave Three-Seas Town this year and go to Suncreed City. This is my final chance. I cannot just admit defeat like this." [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s dignified tenacity moved Ling Lan, and her impression of the Thunder King changed from indifference to a slight dislike. She scrunched her brow and asked, "The Thunder King is that overbearing?" If the other¡¯s style was really like that, Ling Lan could almost guarantee that their new cadet regiment would definitely be targeted mercilessly by the other. An overbearing person like that would definitely not allow a new cadet faction he could not control to emerge. It looked like she would have to consider things properly now. "Overbearing?" [No Mecha Unrepaired] shook his head. "He doesn¡¯t have much interest for normal students, never bothering them. However, he highly values some talented students, and will even use maniptions to force the other to join him. That said, I¡¯ve heard that towards those people who join his faction, he takes care of them well in terms of both resources and physical support. Some students who were forced to join around the same time I was pressured to now don¡¯t seem to have muchints, instead advising me to not miss the chance ..." said [No Mecha Unrepaired] with a bitter smile. This was also why he had begun to waver. "Of course, if those talented people are already being protected by some other faction, he will not intervene," added [No Mecha Unrepaired]. As Ling Lan listened, her sharp eyebrows 1 drew close together ¡ª from [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s words, Ling Lan could tell that this Thunder King was definitely an intelligent person. He knew how to ensure his own power base, while not allowing other factions to band together against him ... if they had to face such an opponent, it would indeed be pretty troublesome. At this moment, Ling Lan somewhat regretted epting this mission. With the Thunder King¡¯s abilities, it was likely that even if [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not reveal her name, he would be able to find some clue to seek her out. This was not to say that Ling Lan feared the Thunder King; Ling Lan just did not want to offend the military academy¡¯s most powerful faction before she had figured out the full situation in the school. For Ling Lan, theter she became exposed, the safer it was for her. After all, the secret of her body made it inappropriate for her to stand in the limelight ... "Ling Lan, gold will always shine. This is not something you can hide just because you want to hide it. Even though your gender needs to remain hidden, so you will indeed have some reservations at the military academy, this doesn¡¯t mean that you need to hold back or tolerate disrespect and humiliation. You must understand. A child of mine, Ling Xiao, has no need to fear anything. When there is something you want to do, just charge forwards bravely and do it! Your father, Ling Xiao ¡ª¡ª me, is more than capable of bearing any consequences." At this moment, the words that Ling Xiao had said to her when she had left home once more shed within her mind, causing Ling Lan¡¯s heart to throb. Ling Lan could not help but cover her face as her lips quirked up. Indeed, things were different for her now. She was not alone in protecting Lan Luofeng and the whole Ling family. Now, there was arge mountain standing behind her, the Federation¡¯s great general Ling Xiao, her most awesome dad of this life. Ling Lan could not help but mock herself internally: Ling Lan, you need to get used to this identity of yours now. You are no longer that background character lying on your sickbed waiting for death in your past life. You are now the ¡¯son¡¯ of the Federation¡¯s great general Ling Xiao, the Federation¡¯s strongest god-ss operator. You have enough clout to stand up to anyone¡¯s provocation. Even if the Thunder King is fiercer or stronger, so what? As a second-generation ancestor, do you really need to fear him? Back then, didn¡¯t you tell Qi Long, Wu Jiong, and the others that, to live freely in the military academy, besides some things that have to be kept under wraps, they also cannotck the necessary cockiness and aggression? As the person who said those things, how can you shrink back just because of the Thunder King¡¯s overbearing manner? You need to discard the you from your previous life, and truly be this world¡¯s Ling Lan ... Right then, Ling Lan finally understood ¡ª ever since Ling Xiao had returned from the dead, her original goal of living a stable and peaceful life had ended. As the child of one of the Federation¡¯s generals who was also a god-ss operator, she was destined not to have an ordinary life. Even if she regained her gender, she still would not be able to return to her initial tranquil life 2 . Her future was destined to be thrilling and dramatic ... It was time to change! A cold light shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, which held a conviction like never before! [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not know that Ling Lan had already thought through certain matters, thus heralding a change in her personal style, making her even more proactive and forceful. Beaten down by the guilt in his heart, he began apologising, "I¡¯m really sorry. This time, you sending me to Suncreed City will definitely offend the Thunder King." "That¡¯s alright!" Having cast away her doubts, Ling Lan was calm as she said, "Thunder King? Perhaps other people might fear him ... me, I¡¯m not afraid." That said, Ling Lan looked at [No Mecha Unrepaired] and said, "If by any chance you have any trouble, you cane look for me. You still have one chance to hire me. Don¡¯t waste it." Ling Lan¡¯s meaning was very clear. If the Thunder King came to pressure him again, [No Mecha Unrepaired] could seek her help. Ling Lan¡¯s words caused [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s eyes to light up, but they very quickly dimmed again. He knew very well just how massive the Thunder King¡¯s faction was; although [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s mechabat skills were very strong, no matter how strong, it still could not stand up to the power of the Thunder King¡¯s faction! He could not be so selfish and let a friend be dragged into danger. Seeing [No Mecha Unrepaired] fall silent, Ling Lan naturally knew what [No Mecha Unrepaired] was worrying about. This further improved her impression of [No Mecha Unrepaired], and she could not help but say, "For numbers, we have people too." If she told Qi Long and the others that they may be going to war against the school¡¯s strongest faction soon, that bunch of brats would definitely be thrilled out of their minds ... Ling Lan could almost see the eager appearances of Qi Long and the others grinding their fists and rubbing their palms gearing up for a fight, and her heart actually begun to heat up as well. [No Mecha Unrepaired] was sceptical of Ling Lan¡¯s words, but he had still sensed the depth of Ling Lan¡¯s good intentions, and his heart could not help but feel thankful towards this mecha master he had met serendipitously. Even though he did not believe that [Lingtian First-String] would really be able to resolve his dilemma, he was still extremely grateful. [No Mecha Unrepaired] made a low, solemn sound of agreement, his initially somewhat fluttering heart calming down instantly. Even though he knew the path before him was cloaked in uncertainty, right now he had rekindled his confidence, restored his fighting spirit, and was ready to continue walking courageously. Thank the heavens that he had not been abandoned by this world ¡ª there was still someone willing to give him a hand! The two of them ended their conversation and continued their journey. As they left, [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not forget to pick up the equipment dropped by the ¡¯dead¡¯ mecha operators. Since he was already at odds with the Thunder King, he was not worried about adding on to his grudge. Perhaps those on his trail had all died on the road, for Ling Lan and [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not see any sign of being followed as they journeyed, safely and peacefully arriving at Suncreed City. Amidst [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s grateful thanks, Ling Lan received the 200 points she was owed and then bid farewell to him. Seeing her original total of 0 points instantly jump to 200 points, Ling Lan¡¯s mood became exceptionally good. Subsequently, she took a trip to the city council toplete the letter delivery mission, before running non-stop to return to Three-Seas Town. The moment she arrived at Three-Seas Town, Ling Lan discovered that quite a significant number of people were watching her. Ling Lan did not have to guess to know that these people must be the Thunder King¡¯s men. She had only entered the mecha world for a couple of hours ¡ª she had done nothing other than helping [No Mecha Unrepaired]plete his mission to get to Suncreed City and offending the Thunder King, so other people would really have no reason to notice her. Ling Lan was not afraid. If the Thunder King¡¯s men did note to mess with her, she would not actively go and provoke them either. After all, the Thunder King helmed the military academy¡¯s number one faction. At the heart of it, Ling Lan did not want to engage the Thunder King while her side was still disadvantaged on all fronts. Ling Lan was used to having the initiative, so she hoped to gather more first-hand information on the other first before making a decision. Moreover, the other factions were still observing coldly from the side-lines. Ling Lan did not want to weaken themselves unnecessarily for some other faction to swoop in and profit. Ling Lan pretended not to know anything, going off to see the mayor to submit her mission. Besides gaining some equipment, she also received another 900 points, finally obtaining the minimum point requirement for her to challenge the arena fights. As soon as she was able, Ling Lan chose to enter the arena to take part in the arena challenge, hoping to speed up her point gathering process. She needed to level up as fast as possible so she could redeem the mecha with the lowest point requirement and then leave this ce to meet up with Qi Long and the others. This was the task that Ling Lan had toplete first. The moment Ling Lan entered the arena fights, several people behind her opened theirmunicators to contact some other people. "Head, the other has entered the arena challenge fights. Now what?" "Hmph, daring to oppose Leiting, this person is really seeking death. Spread the word ¡ª all the new trainee mecha operators who just joined the organisation in this district are to stop their activities and collectively take part in the challenge fights. If they meet the rabbit mecha, they should thrash him. I want him to have no chance of levelling up, forever remaining at Three-Seas Town as a trainee mecha!" From the other end of themunicator came a dark voice, coldly dering Ling Lan¡¯s fate. Chapter 236: Newcomer Matchups! Chapter 236: Neer Matchups! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "If the other really escorted [No Mecha Unrepaired] to Suncreed City, those trainee mecha operators may not be able to handle him," reminded the person reporting, somewhat hesitantly. "Even many of our intermediate mecha warriors had died on the road to Suncreed, do you think they managed to get to the city alive?" barked the other side in response, "Idiot! It goes without thinking that they failed. That¡¯s why that damn rabbit would think to go to the arena fights to gain battle experience ..." "Yes, yes, yes, I¡¯m overthinking it." The contacting person dabbed at the cold sweat on his forehead, regretting his big mouth, as he shut hismunicator. He then immediately sent the head¡¯s orders out. Subsequently, a considerable number of mecha ported back to enter the mechabat arena fights ... ******** The moment Ling Lan entered the mechabat hall, the system delivered an alert, asking her to decide whether to remain anonymous or to make her name public. After some thought, Ling Lan still decided to remain anonymous. It was better to be cautious ¡ª even if they really would have to go up against the Thunder King in the end, she wanted to leave enough preparation time for herself. As Ling Lan was still considered a trainee mecha operator, she could not join the real arena fights yet. In other words, the official arena fights and cross-level challenge fights had nothing to do with her. She could only take things one step at a time, so the ones she would be facing, would be those at the same level as her, the other trainee mecha operator newbies 1 . The arena fights at Ling Lan¡¯s level were called the neer matchups. The points awarded for each match were not much, just 1000 points, and there were no additional betting awards. Of course, if she lost, Ling Lan would be deducted 1000 points, once again bing the penniless pauper she had been at the beginning. Ling Lan did not think she would lose ¡ª this was not blind arrogance, but informed confidence. Of course, she also did not mind that each match would only her 1000 points ¡ªpared to those time-consuming missions earlier, the points she could get here were iparably greater. Ling Lan was very satisfied with this. Thus, without giving the matter further thought, she instantly submitted a request for a match. Very soon, the system¡¯s voice rang out by Ling Lan¡¯s ear, "[Lingtian First-String], wee to the Mecha World¡¯s arena fights. As you are still a trainee mecha, you can only take part in the neer matchups (a tournament exclusively for trainee mecha). Entering you into the neer matchups¡¯ matchmaking system now. Please wait!" Ling Lan thought that she would have to wait a long time, but surprisingly, it had only been a few seconds when she heard a ¡¯ding!¡¯ and the system spoke up again, "Please note, your opponent has been randomly selected by the system ¡ª trainee mecha [Dream Butterfly Dance]. Three secondster, you will be transported to the match arena. There will be 10 seconds of invulnerable protection time. Once the protection disappears, the match officially begins!" [Dream Butterfly Dance]? Ling Lan¡¯s first thought was that the other was a girl, though of course it could also be a more effeminate young man ... As Ling Lan was wondering, her mecha¡¯s screen suddenly turned dark before lighting up again, and she found herself in a t in, endless to the eye, but there were no ces to conceal oneself. This meant that this match would be a sh of sheer strength. The opponent¡¯s choice was a flying transformer type mecha ¡ª this meant the other was extremely confident in their control skills. Otherwise, they would not have chosen the flying transformer mecha, which had the highest control difficulty coefficient among all the basic mecha. This made Ling Lan¡¯s heart sink as she grew serious. If the other was truly a control prodigy, she needed to make sure she would not capsize her boat in a ditch here. The 10 seconds of protection time went by quickly. Ling Lan was curious about the opponent, and so decided not to attack first. She wanted to see the other¡¯s attack ¡ª as long as the other made a move, she would be able to tell how strong the opponent was. The opponent¡¯s first decision was to transform, and then piloting their mecha to fly into the air, they chose tounch a long-range attack. This was the most basic strategy of flying transformer mecha. A flying transformer mecha¡¯s main advantage was that its long-range attacks were the strongest among all the three basic mecha. Thus, this decision of the opponent was undoubtedly extremely urate. With a "bam", Ling Lan operated her mecha to leap away. A light beam exploded at the spot where she had just been standing, sending countless amounts of dust and dirt into the air. As she leapt, Ling Lan was already on the lookout for the opponent¡¯s following attacks, but unexpectedly, after failing in their first attack, the other chose to retreat once more, pulling a distance away from her. This caused Ling Lan to be rather disappointed. Just in thatst attack alone, the opponent had already made three mistakes. One, during the flying transformer mecha¡¯s first long-range attack, they should not have aimed at where she had been standing; instead, they should have considered where she would dodge to ¡ª this was called prediction. Of course, if one did not have enough confidence in one¡¯s predictive ability, one could fire multiple shots towards several potential areas where she could dodge to. This was one of the requisite abilities of a long-range attacker. However, the opponent had not done so, only using amon mecha operator¡¯s most basic shooting skill, firing some beams and calling it a day. Two, even if the flying mecha did not have any predictive ability, they could have watched where she was dodging to and followed up by firing consecutive attacks after her. This would pressure the opponent, giving the opponent no chance to counterattack, only able to dodge reactively. Three, an experienced flying transformer mecha would know to maintain distance with their target during attacks. However, when she had dodged, she had caused the distance between the two of them to already be very far. The rabbit mecha¡¯s long-range weapons werepletely incapable of striking the opponent, so it waspletely unnecessary for the other to be so cautious and give up on attacking to put even more distance between them. Without question, whether in terms of basic control, or in terms of decision-making, the opponent was green beyond green. It could be said that, based on the other¡¯s control skills, they were not at all qualified to operate a flying transformer mecha with its high difficulty coefficient. If Ling Lan was asked to advise, she would say that the other should obediently stick to operating bestial mecha, mastering the basic controls before choosing other types of mecha. Ling Lan had been able to tell the opponent¡¯s base line from just one attack. Initially somewhat interested, Ling Lan instantly lost the mood to continue dragging things out with the other. And so, Ling Lan activated all the engines of the rabbit mecha ¡ª the rabbit leapt and ran as if it were airborne, like an arrow; the opponent¡¯s attacks had no way of keeping up with this speed. Seeing the othering closer and closer, the opponent started to panic, actually turning to run away desperately ... but in the next second, they suddenly found that they could no longer see the rabbit¡¯s figure in their mecha¡¯s screen. What in the world was this? The opponent did not dare to move recklessly, quickly stopping the mecha and carefully scanning for signs of the rabbit mecha. But before they could look closely, the mainframe of their mecha began ring a warning, "Danger!" They only managed to hear this one warning, and then they immediately felt their mecha being struck by a tremendous force ¡ª they were almost rattled unconscious by the collision, and then their mecha¡¯s screen turned ck. Closely following that was a notification from the system¡¯s voice, "Your vital point was struck by the opponent, causing your mecha to explode instantly resulting in your death. Please choose whether to continue to the next round or to leave ..." They had actually died? How the heck did they die? The flying mecha chose to continue to the next match, but selected the option for a temporary rest to reorganise. They then immediately looked up the battle feed of the fight between the rabbit mecha and them, and finally found out how they had died. Apparently, the rabbit mecha had already ducked below him, going into the blind spot of their mecha. Then, with a powerful leap, the other had charged into the air from below, using that extremely characteristic red carrot to vite their chrysanthemum 2 ... "How despicable!" [Dream Butterfly Dance] could not help but m their hand onto the control panel. That image of viting her chrysanthemum was really too sleazy and revolting. As a girl, she really could not ept this. At this moment, hatred towards the rabbit surged within her heart ¡ª the other¡¯s attack was just so humiliating ... An angry woman often could not be reasoned with! Ling Lan did not know that due to her desire for efficiency, she had actually incited the hatred of a girl. Right now, she was waiting for her next match ¡ª even though she had already obtained 1000 points from her first fight, she would need at least 100,000 points to redeem the worst lower mecha. This was just the first step of her long journey ¡ª she needed to win at least 100 consecutive matches to obtain these 100,000 points. Very soon, the system notified her that a new challenger had been found ¡ª the trainee mecha operator [ All-Rounded Expert 3 ]. As before, she would be transported to the battlefield three secondster. [All-Rounded Expert]? It looked like this person was very confident, actually daring to pick such a name. Ling Lan looked at the name and began to deduce the other¡¯s personality. This was a habit she had picked up from Instructor Number Five. Number Five liked to manipte the opponent, so would often approach from unexpected angles to dig out some secrets. For example, words or phrases the opponent liked to use, or perhaps some pet names or nicknames they gave themselves ¡ª oftentimes, these fine details would be a surprisingly urate reflection of their inner heart. Of course, this did not exclude the possibility of there being some masters of deception who were good at pretending, purposefully spouting some nonsense or naming themselves based onpletely irrelevant things. For those people, one needed to use reverse psychology to figure them out. The battlefield she was transported to was still an endless in, exactly the same as in the previous match. This made Ling Lan suspect whether this was the only battlefield for the neer matchups. If her suspicions were correct, then the system probably did not think highly of thebat between neers. The system must have reckoned that neers would not be able to use their environment to do anything, and so had set this unchanging t in as the battlefield. "Haha, who knew I¡¯d be so lucky! Actually running into the rabbit mecha the team had sent out an alert telling us to target!" Tauntingughter rang out by Ling Lan¡¯s ears, extremely wild and uninhibited. Ling Lan frowned and looked over to see a humanoid mecha standing conspicuously not too far away from her. Slung casually over its shoulder was a huge metal cleaver, and the mecha just stood there rxed, not at all vignt, no sign at all of the tension of someone here to participate in a match. Ling Lan could not help but snort softly. This fellow was really asking for death ¡ª being so loose and careless in front of an opponent, pretty much nobat standards at all. In Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, the other¡¯s entire body was full of openings. It could be said that, if she attacked, Ling Lan could definitely kill the other in one second without breaking a sweat. She had initially thought she would encounter a mecha operator of a better standard, but it was unexpectedly another weakling-fodder ... this made Ling Lan rather disappointed once again. Although Ling Lan wanted to gather points as fast as she could, she also wanted to find an opponent worthy of a fight, and not these trash who had not even passed the mecha control basics. These past few years, she had trained long and hard. Whether in terms of physicalbat skills or mechabat, Ling Lan had always harboured a deep respect for allbat arts in her heart. Seeing the opponent being so flippant and irreverent, she was filled with extreme dislike. Chapter 237: Combat Style! Chapter 237: Combat Style! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After the 10-second protection period, Ling Lan did not wait for her opponent to make the first move like in her previous match. Ling Lan believed that [All-Rounded Expert]¡¯s irreverent attitude made him unqualified to even operate a mecha into battle. Thus, Ling Lan operated her rabbit mecha to leap forwards without any hesitation. With a powerful spring, her mecha flew like an arrow parallel to the ground. In an instant, she had removed the carrot-sword from the rabbit¡¯s mouth and swung it forwards fiercely, drawing a brilliant red trail of light through the air, shing at the cockpit of the humanoid mecha. "Warning! Danger!" The other¡¯s mainframe only had time to give this one warning before the initially brightly lit cockpit was plunged into darkness. Then, the system¡¯s voice rang out, "You have died in battle. Please choose whether to continue to the next match or to leave?" [All-Rounded Expert] blew a gasket at this unexpected oue. He believed that his opponent must definitely have used some illegal controls in this attack, otherwise how could he have been insta-killed in just one move 1 ? This rabbit was really too despicable! No wonder the team had sent out a kill order on it. Hmph, and to think he had even felt sorry for the other ... [All-Rounded Expert] decided that he would go back and seek the other out again to teach him a good lesson, letting the other understand that one could not live in such a despicable manner. [All-Rounded Expert] chose to withdraw from the matchups and look up his own battle records, trying to seek out information on that rabbit. Unexpectedly, the other had chosen to remain anonymous. This further cemented [All-Rounded Expert]¡¯s belief that the other hade prepared to use some underhanded rule-breaking methods to rob him of his points. He was filled with indignant rage, immediately raising an objection to the mecha world¡¯s system, hoping that the system would disqualify the other¡¯s win. Not only that, he alsoined that the other had used illegal methods which broke the system¡¯s rules. Very quickly, the system responded. The system judged the match valid; [All-Rounded Expert]¡¯s objection was refuted. Furthermore, the contents of hisint were judged by the system as groundless assumption, a form of false usation. With regards to false usations, the punishment was extremely severe both in the real world and in the virtual world. [All-Rounded Expert] was immediately deducted 2000 points, and was given a 10-match ban by the system. This oue made [All-Rounded Expert] even more infuriated. Mad from anger, he could not control himself, curses and profanities pouring endlessly from his mouth. And then, a greater tragedy urred ¡ª this behaviour of [All-Rounded Expert] made the virtual world system kick him out, along with the notification that he had been banned from entering the virtual world for 3 days. [All-Rounded Expert] stared at the red-worded warning on his screen and kicked open the virtual world login pod in a towering rage. Crawling out from it, he roared, "sted mainframe! I¡¯m so pissed off!" Right then, the hatch of the login pod beside his suddenly opened. A young man sat up from inside and asked with a baffled expression, "Qiao Lin, why have youe out? No wonder I could not find you in the mecha world." He had tried to contact [All-Rounded Expert] in the mecha world, but was informed by the system that the other was unreachable. Out of worry, he had then decided to go offline to check on the other, and sure enough, the other had left the virtual world. Qiao Lin looked at the other and then, as if finding a confidant, he immediately broke out into a rant telling the other everything that had happened in the mecha world. The other youth frowned slightly, disagreeing with Qiao Lin¡¯s point of view. He said, "Since the mainframe did not find anything wrong with the other, that means the other didn¡¯t cheat. Perhaps you just took your opponent too lightly." Qiao Lin retorted angrily, "How could that be? Even if I did not take the other seriously, as peer trainee mecha operators, is it possible for him to insta-kill me? It¡¯s not like I entered a cross-grade challenge match." At the heart of it, he just could not believe that he could be killed instantly by a trainee mecha operator of the same level. He could not ept this oue. At these words, the other youth paused. Knowing that Qiao Lin could not ept this result, he tried to counsel him gently, "It¡¯s likely that the other is a hacker, and did something the mainframe cannot see through. Your anger is wasted for now. Why not save it and look for a chance to take revenge in the future?" Although the youth wasforting Qiao Lin this way, a trace of disagreement could be seen on his face. The mecha world was renowned to be the most secure virtual world ¡ª hackers would never be able to manipte anything inside it unless they were the even more terrifying spectres. However, spectres relied on directly damaging an opponent¡¯s spiritual power to obtain victory ... seeing Qiao Lin¡¯s hysterically exuberant demeanour right now, that possibility could be excluded. The truth was very likely as he had guessed ¡ª Qiao Lin had been too careless and, by sheer fluke, this insta-kill was the oue. If Qiao Lin had not been the Thunder King Qiao Ting¡¯s younger brother, he would not have even bothered with theseforting words. ncing at the bristling Qiao Lin, he could not help but sigh. Even though they were brothers with the same bloodline, their talents werepletely iparable. The Thunder King Qiao Ting was the prodigious mecha operator in the limelight, while Qiao Lin was an incapable fool, only able to bank on his elder brother¡¯s reputation to act like a prince ... After spending a little more time consoling Qiao Lin, the youth then said goodbye to the other andid back into the virtual login pod. In that instant before the login pod closed, a mocking smirk suddenly appeared on the initially discontented face of Qiao Lin ... ******** Over the next two days, a piece of news went viral among the lower mecha operators. In the neer matchups, a particr trainee rabbit mecha had consecutively killed over 40 other neer trainee mecha operators in one day, immediately leaping to the top of the neer rankings. 40 consecutive victories was not any great news ¡ª many people before this had also achieved this type of results. Though of course these people did not aplish it in one day ... Indeed, in terms of time, the rabbit mecha¡¯s achievement was rather remarkable, but this was not the reason for the uproar. The reason why the entire mecha world was so shaken, was that this rabbit mecha had managed one-hit kills against opponents of the same level. Not just once, or twice, but every single time. These results were certainly unprecedented ¡ª though it could not be known whether this feat would not be replicated in the future, within the near future at least, no one could do the same ... Moreover, this was not some cross-grade arena fight, where it was easy to get a one-hit kill due to the great difference in strength between the two fighters¡¯ levels. In a neer matchup, as both sides were neers, it was very rare to see such an overwhelming difference between participants. Many people suspected that the rabbit mecha must have stayed back at the mecha training hall to keep polishing its basic controls, waiting until it was honed to the max before entering the mecha world 2 . This would exin why its strength was so high. Of course, there were also people who suspected that this was the alternate ount of some expert. However, this supposition was soon outright refuted by the official authorities, because the mecha world did not allow alternate ounts. Every person¡¯s brainwaves and spiritual power was unique, and they used that to login to the virtual world, so it was impossible for someone to have a second ount. Even hackers with spiritual self-mutations or spectres could not modify their brainwaves and spiritual power to establish a new ount. They could only use shielding methods to hide their true identities from the system. However, they too could not change the facts, for example, changing their level from a mecha expert to a trainee mecha operator ... The deration from the authorities only escted the matter further. More and more people were leaning towards the idea that the rabbit mecha had trained within the training hall for several years to achieve this grand debut. In the meantime, the rabbit mecha did not stop its winning streak. In the second day, 60 people fell to its sword, pushing its total victories to 100 matches. Each and every one of these 100 matches were finished with one-hit kills. This achievement caused those lower level mecha operators to grow even wilder ¡ª many of them were filled with regret for not training properly in their basic control, for not appreciating their first mecha, for switching over to a better mecha before they were fully familiar with their first mecha. Quite a number of people began idolising the rabbit mecha, even believing that one day, he would be the most talented mecha operator of the Federation ... it was highly likely that another prodigy like Ling Xiao had appeared. On the third day, just as everyone was eagerly anticipating the rabbit mecha¡¯s continued victory streak, they found that they could no longer see any sign of the rabbit mecha in the neer matchups ... just when everyone was boggled by this, someone calcted the rabbit mecha¡¯s points and found that the points from the 100 consecutive wins was enough for the rabbit mecha to advance to lower mecha operator. In other words, the rabbit mecha could not join the lowest tier of cross-grade challenges. Many people assumed that the rabbit mecha would definitely participate in a cross-grade challenge, but soon found that the mysterious rabbit mecha had truly disappeared from the entire arena. It was as if its fervent battle exploits of the previous two days were just a dream, a mass hallucination. ******** "Li Lanfeng, you¡¯ve recently been researching thebat methods of the rabbit mecha. Did you find anything?" In the 4th year dorms, the regr visitor Zhao Jun, who came to see Li Lanfeng studying those videos again, could not help but ask. "Just as everyone is saying, their basic control is close to perfect. Not a single move is wasted. It¡¯s so clean and efficient that it¡¯s scary," replied Li Lanfeng with a serious expression. "Looks like, the other¡¯sbat style is very simr to yours!" Zhao Jun understood Li Lanfeng. His good friend was also someone who pursued the perfection of basic controls. This was the reason why Li Lanfeng had still not yet advanced to special-ss operator. Staying as an advanced mecha warrior for two years was so that he could train in the advanced mecha warrior basic controls until he mastered them till perfection. Otherwise, Li Lanfeng¡¯s current mecha level would have already been the same as his. Two years¡¯ time was enough for him to peek into the doorway to the secrets of ace operators. Zhao Jun had always thought that Li Lanfeng had a sort of problematic obsession with basic controls; he himself did not think much of it. Everyone knew that the more advanced a mecha operator was, the moreplex the manoeuvres they could learn would be, with a corresponding greater power. Many people would not want to waste time on the basic controls of lower mecha ¡ª in Zhao Jun¡¯s eyes, the basic controls of each level need only be learned until one was familiar with them; it waspletely unnecessary to hone them till perfection. Zhao Jun was of the firm opinion that Li Lanfeng was wasting his time. However, Zhao Jun would not force Li Lanfeng to change his ways. Compared to Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha control skills, he trusted and valued the other more for his brains and strategic mind. In fact, he felt that Li Lanfeng was better suited to be a strategist rather than a full-time mecha operator. "Yes, this style is indeed very simr ..." mused Li Lanfeng, who seemed to be recalling something, his gaze distant. "Could this be someone from your sect?" asked Zhao Jun jokingly, still remembering Li Lanfeng mention before that the perfect mastery of basic controls was the hard-and-fast rule of his sect. At these words, Li Lanfeng blinked, startled, as if realising something. He very quickly regained hisposure though, to say, "Zhao Jun, you have finally said something useful. Perhaps, that rabbit mecha really has some rtion with our sect." Chapter 238: Phoenix Thrall Fate! Chapter 238: Phoenix Thrall Fate! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Really?" Zhao Jun¡¯s interest was hooked. He quickly said, "Then, you should ask the people of your sect, see who¡¯s the one who most recently entered the mecha world. Ask him to level up quickly. Damn my hands are itching for a fight with him." Li Lanfeng nced at Zhao Jun with a half-smile and did not reply to his words, instead bringing up another topic, "I hear the Thunder King is in Closed Door Meditation. Once he seeds, he will advance to be an ace operator. You probably won¡¯t have a chance to fight him anymore." As if being doused by a bucket of water, Zhao Jun¡¯s initial excitement vanished. He rubbed fiercely at his strong face and said sulkily, "Dammit, that fellow really isn¡¯t human. I just became familiar with special-ss mecha and built up the confidence to go fight him, and he goes ahead and advances to ace? Is the gap between us really that wide, that I¡¯m unable to catch up no matter how I chase?" Zhao Jun was rather discouraged ¡ª he himself was considered someone with great talent in mecha control, butpared to the Thunder King Qiao Ting, he was still weaker by a hair, forever chasing with all his might behind the other. He had finally caught up this year with great difficulty, atst seeing the chance to fight the other evenly, but immediately found himself being left behind yet again. This feeling was very mentally damaging. Mind you, even now, he had not managed to even touch the gateway to the profound secrets of ace level. "Not human? Wide gap? You think too highly of him." A trace of contempt appeared on Li Lanfeng¡¯s lips, as if he did not consider the Thunder King much of a threat. "Saying that ... you don¡¯t think he¡¯s going to advance this time?" Li Lanfeng¡¯s words made the low-spirited Zhao Jun revive instantly. Zhao Jun really deferred to Li Lanfeng¡¯s judgement. If the other failed to advance, it would prove that he had not been left too far behind by the other. "I did not say that. Whether or not he can advance, depends on his capabilities, and also, luck." As he spoke, Li Lanfeng shed a half-smile and a teasing gaze. This expression made Zhao Jun¡¯s attention waver involuntarily for a moment ... Zhao Jun hurriedly gathered his emotions, forcing his eyes away from Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze, shifting his vision to one side. Damn, what kind of spiritual mutation was this exactly? It was too lethal ¡ª many times, he would be struck uncontrobly, losing his focus and dropping his guard in an instant. If Li Lanfeng was his enemy, he would have long been dead several times over ... of course, only he knew a thing or two about this ability of Li Lanfeng¡¯s. Before outsiders, Li Lanfeng was still very restrained, never activating this particr ability. Regaining control of himself, Zhao Jun turned his full attention onto the Thunder King. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Right! We still need to look at luck! Damn, I hope his luck is stedly terrible this time, that he doesn¡¯t manage to advance." "Rather than pinning your hopes on that fickle and uncertain luck, you might as well go and properly study your mecha control and try to elevate your realm as soon as possible ... even if the Thunder King fails this time, he won¡¯t be staying as a special-ss operator for long," Li Lanfeng reminded Zhao Jun kindly. Li Lanfeng knew well that Qiao Ting¡¯s advancement to ace operator was just a matter of time. If he was lucky, he may just advance to ace operator tomorrow ¡ª and even if his luck was terrible, in the two years before graduation, even if he had to grind, he would have grinded his way up to ace operator level. "I¡¯ve got it. I¡¯ll go now to the mecha world. Not going to waste a single minute ..." Li Lanfeng¡¯s reminder made Zhao Jun feel the pressure bearing down on him. Losing the interest to keep nattering on with Li Lanfeng, he immediately went back to login to the virtual world to study his mecha control. The only path to advancement was to train hard and break past one¡¯s own control limits. Li Lanfeng sent Zhao Jun off with a smile. When he was the only one left in the room, his initially warm and smiling gaze gradually turned cold and focused, with a trace of anxiety hidden deep within it. Li Lanfeng looked once more at the rabbit mecha on the screen. And right at that moment, the rabbit mecha once more blew up its opponent¡¯s mecha cleanly and efficiently, proudly turning to leave the match arena. That calm indifference towards victory was so familiar that it made his heart ache. Li Lanfeng¡¯s fists curled up tight involuntarily. "Who are you really? Is it him? No, he would not have stopped where he was 7 years ago. But that style is so like him ... could it be a junior brother or junior sister from his sect? Or perhaps his disciple?" Li Lanfeng instantly made a decision. He would definitely find this rabbit mecha and find out for sure whether he had any rtion to that person he had known back then ... If he was lucky enough to find him ... the anxiety and nervousness in Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart suddenly eased a little, the courage inside him rising up once more. Yes, as long as he could find the other, as long as he was willing to teach him again, he would have the confidence not to lose against that so-called destined life 1 ! Right then, Li Lanfeng could not help but recall the dawn of several days back, when his grandfather had called ... Li Lanfeng, who had just woken up and was washing up, had received a rare video call from his grandpa. Li Lanfeng had been a little startled. Mind you, ever since he had been epted by the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, in order to prevent his identity from being exposed, his grandfather had almost cut off allmunications with him. Moreover, he had been shunted from being the inheritor of the main family, to be a branch disciple who was performing eptably. He had then been living a low-key life at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy for four years. "Grandpa, why are you contacting me?" After his grandfather had hinted that this call would not cause any trouble, Li Lanfeng finally rxed to ask. " Lan-er 2 , I hope you can ascend to special-ss mecha as soon as possible ..." The Li family patriarch¡¯s expression was rather grim. Li Lanfeng was gobsmacked at these words. "Why? Grandpa?" A few years back, Li Lanfeng had once told his grandfather that a mecha expert in the mecha world had instructed him on the importance of the basic mecha controls. Furthermore, he had already tasted the fruits of mastering the basics ¡ª if he truly did well with them, he could even manage a cross-grade challenge. His grandfather had been extremely supportive regarding the matter. So why would he suddenly make such a request today? It should be known that he was still that little bit away from fully mastering the basic controls of advanced mecha warrior level. This was why he had kept staying back instead of advancing to special-ss operator. "A few days ago, I asked the Zhuge family head to help read your fortune. The signs show that that king is already by your side ..." Grandfather Li¡¯s voice was extremely grave, even a little troubled. "All these years, making you conceal your identity and hide your face, sending you off far away and cultivating you in secret ¡ª all of this was to let you be supremely strong, so you would have the capability of changing your destiny ... now the signs have shown that that person has appeared. There is no more time for you to slowly umte your strength. If you are not strong enough, and catch his eye, how will you escape your destined Phoenix Thrall Fate?" Li Lanfeng heard that the king had emerged and his heart jolted. His brow became deeply furrowed, and when he heard that annoying Phoenix Thrall Fate being mentioned again, he could not help but clench his fists tightly. His fingernails almost broke through the skin of his palms, but that minor pain was nothingpared to the rage brewing in his heart. Every direct descendant inheritor of the Li family would always have the family head of the Empyreal Zhuge divine their life fate, to better determine the cultivation pathway best suited for their destinies. From birth, he had been assessed to have astounding talent. His grandfather had been overjoyed, thinking that he would be the most outstanding prodigy of the Li family, but the Phoenix Thrall Fate reading of the Empyreal Zhuge had instantly mmed him down from the skies into the dust ... this was also why he could not appear tantly in front of the other Li family members, because the first inheritor of the Li family definitely could not be some king¡¯s ything. The Li family could not suffer that disgrace ... His grandfather had been too soft-hearted though, at the same time unwilling to give up on his talent, and thus had decisively hidden away this reading. His grandfather had then announced to the public that his talent was not good, and sent him off to the third-rate Azure. To the outside, his grandfather appeared to be letting him while away in obscurity, to live or die on his own merits, but in truth, his grandfather was spending a lot of effort in cultivating him. If not for these arrangements by his grandfather, he would long have been confined within the family¡¯s forbidden district by the other Li family members. They would wait for him to grow up, then deliver him right into that king¡¯s hands to be the other¡¯s personal ything, to trade some favours for the Li family ... Li Lanfeng could not help but snort in his heart. What godd*mn Phoenix Thrall Fate? He was a man! How could he ever submit and lie below another man¡¯s body 3 ? Even if the other was a king with unparalleled strength, he would not submit to fate. He had trained hard to improve himself, racking his mind to plot and n, all for the sake of going against the heavens to change this fate. He had gotten so far; he was definitely not going to give up now. Although his grandfather¡¯s words made Li Lanfeng fearful and indignant, they did not make him lose his cool. He replied softly, "Grandpa, I understand. Don¡¯t worry, I will arrange everything. In just a little more time, I believe I will be able to advance to special-ss mecha operator level." "As long as you know what you¡¯re doing." Grandpa Li was silent for a moment before reminding, "Lan-er, be wary of the strong people that appear by your side this year, or perhaps those geniuses advancing to ace operator this year. Your destined king may very likely be among them. Keep your distance from them as much as possible. Don¡¯t let the other be interested in you ..." Li Lanfeng smiled bitterly and said, " Looking like this, how could someone still have interest in me 4 ?" Had grandpa be overly caught up in that reading? Honestly speaking, he had always been sceptical ¡ª was the reading really that urate? If it were that urate, then why would the Zhuge family head cooperate with his grandfather to try and help him go against the heavens and change his fate? Grandpa Li fell silent once more. How could he tell his grandson that, at times, interest in someone was not purely due to appearance? It could be due to attitude, behaviour, or perhaps one¡¯s way of handling things ... "In any case, you have to be careful!" That said, he hung up and ended the video call. After hanging up, the Li family head on Doha had a trace of contemtion on his grim and weathered face. He was thinking back on the reading by the Empyreal Zhuge ¡ª peeking out from under the dazzling Phoenix Thrall Fate was an undefined Supreme Commander Fate ¡ª if not for thatst half of the reading, he would not have invested so much to arrange for his grandson to defy his fate, even if his potential had been so astonishing ... "Grandpa has helped you as much as I can. Now it¡¯s all up to you to choose." The family head of the Li family sighed softly, gaze distant as he looked out the window. For him, the best oue was undoubtedly for his grandson to be a suprememander. Li Lanfeng looked at the nk screen with a deep frown, thinking, "Who could that king be? Rumour has it that the Thunder King is about to advance to ace operator? Looks like it¡¯s about time to think of a way to restrict the Thunder King¡¯s faction." Chapter 239: Slaughter a Chicken to Strike Fear into the Monkeys? Chapter 239: ughter a Chicken to Strike Fear into the Monkeys? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan patted the humanoid lower mecha she had just redeemed. The entire outer shell of the mecha was dark grey ¡ª although it was not particrly eye-catching, the mecha was a great improvement from her previous one whether in terms of durability and safety or weapons. It not only had a beam energy gun with extremely high destructive power, it also possessed a high alloy steel broadsword. Two sai 1 hung at the back of its waist, while high alloy steel short swords were hidden inpartments at the side of its thighs ¡ª their tensile strengthpletely beyond what the short swords of trainee mecha could offer. However, it was still lower mecha at the end of the day, so it still did not have the right to carry a beam saber. But Ling Lan no longer needed a beam saber anyway, because she now had the primary cold weapon Regretless which was 100 times better than anymon beam saber. She could use it until she became an ace mecha operator without any worry. After she was done admiring this lower mecha that now belonged to her, Ling Lan finally pressed the remote control button in her hands. The initially closed hatch of the mecha cockpit swung open ¡ª Ling Lan did not choose to use an esctor, instead leaping up with a dash to mber up the mecha with light touches of her hands and feet. She flew swiftly upwards in this manner, ending up seated within the cockpit in the blink of an eye. Ling Lan casually closed the cockpit and activated the mecha, waiting for all of its systems toe online. Only then did she operate her mecha to login to her personal space and execute several basic movements. The controls felt much smoother than that of the trainee mecha ¡ª if she had used this current mecha to escort [No Mecha Unrepaired] to Suncreed City, Ling Lan believed that even without weapons, just relying on the ability of this mecha alone, she would have been able to finish off those fewrge snakes bare-handed. After familiarising herself with the controls for a period of time, Ling Lan drew out Regretless from her backpack with satisfaction, and unequipped the lower mecha¡¯s basic cold weapon, themon high alloy steel broadsword. Since she already had a better weapon, Ling Lan would of course use it. She would only be able to use Regretless to its full capabilities if she came to know it as well as her own arms. Ling Lan stashed the high alloy steel broadsword into her backpack 2 . Recalling how, not too long ago, she had treasured the carrot-sword which wasn¡¯t even as good as the high alloy steel broadsword, Ling Lan could not help but sigh to herself. Humans were just so fickle, casting away the old for the new ... seeing something better, they would heartlessly abandon that which was worse. It was truly heartless. After that bout of sentimentality ¡ª Ling Lan so rarely giving free rein to her so-called female tendency of overthinking things ¡ª Ling Lan then calmly chose to enter the mecha world. As Ling Lan had already switched to a humanoid lower mecha and Three-Seas Town was half-teeming with mecha of the same type, her appearance did not attract any of the townsfolk¡¯s attention. Since she had converted to a new mecha, Ling Lan no longer had any interest in abusing those newbies at the mechabat hall. She felt that it was time to contact Qi Long and the others. Thus, Ling Lan entered the name [Lingtian Combat] into the system and sent a friend request over. Very quickly, [Lingtian Combat] had epted her friend request. At the same time, the mecha¡¯s mainframe suddenly said, "[Lingtian Combat] is requestingmunications, YES or NO?" Heh, what a quick response! Ling Lan of course agreed, and then a voice loud enough to shatter her eardrums rang out in her cockpit, "Boss, you¡¯ve finally contacted me!" It was Qi Long¡¯s unapologetically loud voice. At the same time, the system¡¯s voice began ringing out constantly by Ling Lan¡¯s ear, sounding out ding after ding of notification. [Lingtian Abacus], [Lingtian Parcel], [Lingtian Sharp de], [Lingtian Substitute] 3 requesting to add you as a friend ... Ling Lan decisively approved all these requests. She knew who they were ¡ª [Lingtian Abacus] was Han Jijyun, [Lingtian Parcel] was Lin Zhong-qing, [Lingtian Sharp de] was Luo Lang, so [Lingtian Substitute] was undoubtedly Xie Yi then 4 . Of course, as Ling Lan approved the requests, she wasining internally. This group of idiots ¡ª what kind of stupid names were they choosing for themselves? No standards whatsoever. After Ling Lan had finished approving everyone, Qi Long dragged the others into thems channel as well. Then, Qi Long could be heard to ask excitedly, "Boss Lan, was that rabbit you?" Ling Lan was startled, "What rabbit?" "That rabbit which killed other mecha of the same level in one move! Those 100 neer matchups, we¡¯ve all seen them!" Qi Long¡¯s tone was hinting strongly that she should stop hiding; Ling Lan¡¯s skills in mecha control were known by all of them here, other than thest to join them, Xie Yi. "It¡¯s not!" Ling Lan denied firmly. She would never admit that adorkable rabbit was her ¡ª this would affect her great and formidable image too much. Ling Lan¡¯s resolute denial left Qi Long speechless. In his mind, only Ling Lan was capable of operating a trainee mecha to achieve instakills. This had always been Ling Lan¡¯s style ¡ª hadn¡¯t he advanced to the top 5 at the Central Scout Academy in precisely this manner? In the end, Ling Lan had encountered himself and Luo Lang, which was the only reason why he had not progressed further. "If it¡¯s not Boss, then who else could it be? I cannot imagine anyone else able to do this," Luo Lang was equally sceptical. "Alright, since Boss Lan doesn¡¯t want to talk about the matter of the rabbit mecha, let¡¯s not ask anymore!" Han Jijyun stepped in to stop them decisively. Of course, he too did not believe Ling Lan¡¯s denial ¡ª in his eyes, this was already an irrefutable fact. However, since Boss Lan did not want to mention it, he must have his reasons. Han Jijyun did not want to trouble Ling Lan. Although Han Jijyun had put a stop to the topic, Ling Lan could still tell from their demeanours that no one had believed her words. Still, at this point, all she could do was stiffen her jaw and continue to lie through her teeth. She would never admit the rabbit mecha was her anyway; as for what Qi Long and the others wanted to think, that was not something she could control. Qi Long and the others could not wait to meet up with Ling Lan. Considering that she already had a lower mecha and since she had a record at Suncreed City, which allowed her to transport directly to the city, Ling Lan suggested they meet up there. Unexpectedly, this suggestion made the few of them whoop in glee. Qi Long in particr wasughing uproariously as he said, "It¡¯s like I said, who else could ... be but Boss?" Though Qi Long mumbled through part of his sentence, Ling Lan could tell without even thinking about it that Qi Long was most definitely talking about the rabbit mecha. "What? Is something wrong with Suncreed City?" asked Ling Lan curiously. "It¡¯s like this. Suncreed City is the capital of the strong. Only those mecha operators who have managed to break through Suncreed Passage from the various newbie towns have the right to enter Suncreed City ..." exined Han Jijyun, "Each newbie town has 4 passages, each leading to a different city. Three of the passages have a lower difficulty level ¡ª as long as one takes things step by step, one will be able to enter each of the various cities. But the final passage of every town will lead to Suncreed City. Suncreed City is very unique in the mecha world. It can only be essed by breaking through the passages in the newbie towns. Those who entered the other cities from the other passages have no way of getting to Suncreed City from those other cities." "So, any mecha operator who can get into Suncreed City is exceptionally strong. Suncreed City is also the mecha holynd in all the mecha operators¡¯ minds. Not only are there many missions there, it holds all kinds of weapons and equipment, as well as houses all the temples where the various upations need to go to advance to special-ss. Like for us mecha operators, to advance to special-ss operator from advanced mecha warrior, we need to be evaluated at Suncreed City," added Luo Lang. "So that¡¯s how it is ... but that passage to Suncreed City really wasn¡¯t that hard. As long as one learns how to operate mecha properly, anyone can pass," said Ling Lan airily. "How is it that simple? Even an advanced mecha warrior may not be able to pass through! Thinking back, our group was wiped out three times on that road before passing by sheer luck," said Qi Long with an expression of remembered fear. It was clear to see how challenging that passage to Suncreed City had been for them. "Even if the passage to Suncreed City is a little difficult, if you can¡¯t get past it yourself, just hire an expert to help and the matter is solved." Ling Lan did not believe that everyone in Suncreed City had all really fought their way through ¡ª like that [No Mecha Unrepaired], hadn¡¯t he been escorted to the city by her? "Which expert would be willing to bring along a burden when trying to break through the passage? The more people there are, the more savage beasts there will be to match the numbers, and they will also be stronger as well. Besides that, only people who have never beaten Suncreed Passage before can attempt it. People like us who have already gone through it have no way of entering the passage again." Han Jijyun recounted the restrictions of the Suncreed City Passage. This was also why life-skills yers typically could not get into Suncreed City unless they joined an organisation, faction, family, or something along those lines which could arrange things and expend great effort so that some of the more talented life-skills yers could be brought into Suncreed City to develop. Hearing all this, Ling Lan could not help but sigh that she had lost out. If she had known earlier that going to Suncreed City was such a difficult hurdle, she would not have been so hesitant to ept [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s weapon, Regretless. Very quickly, the six of them had gathered at Suncreed City. Seeing the five silver-blue humanoid mecha before her with their elegant forms, Ling Lan once again looked at her own dark and slightly bulky mecha body, and was instantly troubled ... this scene was absolutely just like an ugly duckling running into a group of swans. Meanwhile, this scene indeed made some advanced mecha warriors or special-ss mecha operators look askance at the group. However, they just assumed that the lower mecha must have been brought to the city by these advanced mecha warriors. This lower mecha was so enviably fortunate, just like that intermediate mecha a couple days back. "These few days that I¡¯ve been immersed in the mecha world, has anything happened outside?" This was the first thing Ling Lan asked when she met Qi Long and the others. For some reason, she was feeling rather unsettled, feeling as if something was about to happen. "Indeed, the situation outside has not been quite right these past couple days." In contrast to the brash and forthright Qi Long, the meticulous Han Jijyun had indeed noticed something off. "What¡¯s it about?" asked Ling Lan with a frown. "ording to Wu Jiong, someone bullied a person in our new cadet regiment yesterday. Li Yingjie naturally couldn¡¯t let that pass, and so led some people to strike back. But when that person left, he warned Li Yingjie to watch himself. His attitude was extremely arrogant ¡ª I had already suspected it could be someone from a particr faction at that moment," said Han Jijyun. "Scouting? Or perhaps provocation? Did you manage to find out which faction the other belongs to?" Ling Lan¡¯s expression became focused. "Wu Jiongter found out that the other seems to have some connection to the Leiting Mecha n. That person is an underling of someone within the Leiting Mecha n. Right now, I don¡¯t know whether this is Leiting¡¯s idea or whether that person is acting on his own." That said, Han Jijyun¡¯s brow furrowed slightly as well. They had not secured their foothold in the military academy yet, and were already going up against the number one faction¡¯s Leiting Mecha n 5 ... this was undoubtedly extremely disadvantageous for them. "Leiting? Thunder King?" Ling Lan recalled [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s words and sighed, "Even if this was not Leiting¡¯s idea, they will not let this chance go by. I¡¯m afraid that this time, the Thunder King is about to make a move." ughter a chicken to strike fear into the monkeys ¡ª their new cadet regiment was just too perfect for the role of the chicken. Chapter 240: Leitings Intentions? Chapter 240: Leiting¡¯s Intentions? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "It shouldn¡¯t be. The Thunder King is in Closed Door Meditation right now, preparing to advance to ace operator ¡ª he should not have the spare time to bother with this sort of trivial thing," Xie Yi suddenly cut in to say. News of the Thunder King¡¯s Closed Door Meditation to advance to ace operator was pretty much known throughout the whole First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Even they as new students had also heard a thing or two about it. After all, such a super talent emerging from the military academy ¡ª the news was worthy of being widely promoted. A thought stirred in Ling Lan¡¯s mind at those words. She said hurriedly, "Wait, let me think. This may be an opportunity for us to develop." Ling Lan¡¯s words made the group¡¯s eyes light up. They suppressed the excitement in their hearts, afraid that they would disturb Ling Lan¡¯s train of thought if they spoke up. Mind you, the new cadet regiment seemed to be doing well right now, without being especially pressured by the other factions. But in reality, those factions were like a sword hanging above their heads ¡ª they were constantly under threat. Because they could not know when those factions would decide to make a move to apply pressure on them, to force them to have no choice but to join those factions in the end. The students of the Central Scout Academy had always been a bunch of extremely talented students, hence they were all extremely prideful. They were unwilling to go against their personal wishes due to external pressure ¡ª this was why they had so quickly reached a consensus to establish the new cadet regiment. Initially, the Central Scout Academy faction which Zhang Jing-an represented would have been a great haven for them. Unfortunately, the grade that Zhang Jing-an represented was the one who had been defeated by them back then in the grand armed melee. Thus, the new cadets did not want to let someone who had once fallen by their hands to lead them now. At the heart of it, they did not think much of Zhang Jing-an ¡ª this was also one of the reasons why Zhang Jing-an had failed to convince anyone to join his faction. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s existence was another reason why they were unwilling to join Zhang Jing-an¡¯s faction. If Ling Lan had not been around, many of them would have at least temporarily joined Zhang Jing-an¡¯s faction for security due to the pressure. However, Ling Lan hade to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. In the new cadets¡¯ eyes, Ling Lan who had led them to victory in the grand armed melee, and who had sessfully snatched the administrative rights of the spaceship, was undoubtedly much more worthy of their trust. This was also one of the reasons why the new cadet regiment was established so sessfully. "Jijyun, tell me, the other side being so open with their provocation, without even trying to hide which faction they came from ... is it really only to make an example out of us?" Ling Lan began to suspect the other¡¯s motives. Typically, in order to achieve greater deterrent effect, one side would create a moral high ground for themselves, pushing the responsibility of instigating the conflict to their opponent. In the end, they would further prove their superiority with a one-sided victory ¡ª at that moment, riding on the wave of that sess, they would find it much easier to attract some exceptional new cadets into their ranks ... However, Leiting had acted in a rather impatient manner this time. They were obviously trying to incite the anger of the new cadets as quickly as they could ¡ª their methods crude and rough. Even if they won in the end, Leiting would still incur the bad reputation of picking on the weak and bullying the freshmen. This may end up making the other uninvolved new cadets grow worried, afraid that they would be bullied as well, and would instead negatively affect Leiting¡¯s efforts in recruitment. It just did not make sense no matter how Ling Lan thought about it. "If not, then for what reason? Could it be that they simply want to beat us into submission to make us join them?" Jijyun could not think of any other exnation. "Although we have more people, it is still far from the numbers of all the new cadets. Every year, the military academy takes in up to 7000 new cadets." Something abruptly urred to Ling Lan at Han Jijyun¡¯s words. She suddenly asked seriously, "What if, they knew the assessment results of us new cadets?" The results of the new cadets¡¯ assessments would be recorded in the students¡¯ respective files, and these results would affect the mentorship and material resources the military academy would invest into the cultivation of the individual students. In fact, it was already being reflected in reality now. Their group of students had all been ced into the best sses of their respective specializations, having ess to the best teachers as well as the best material resources in their studies and training. For example, in Ling Lan¡¯s Mecha Piloting ss-A, not only were the various instructional teachers all the most outstanding in that field, even the teachers in charge of the practicum portion were all mecha operators of ace level and above. Not only that, when it came to the distribution of the real-world training mecha, the students would often be given one of the best mecha the school had to offer. Of course, how good of a mecha would still depend on how well they performed in their virtual mecha training practices. At these words, Han Jijyun seemed to think of something, and his expression shifted slightly, "The other side has our new cadet assessment results? There¡¯s a hacker ..." The military academy had a specialised hacker training ss, so it was extremely believable that there would be hackers within the various factions. "Won¡¯t the military academy have put up proper defences?" Knowing well that there were hackers among the students, Han Jijyun would be somewhat dissatisfied with the protective measures of the school if they so easily allowed others to ess the information of the new cadets. "Perhaps, this is also a test the military academy has set for the hacker students." In contrast, Ling Lan did not find it strange ¡ª defences were built to be broken; the only difference was in whether others seeded in breaking through or not. Ling Lan¡¯s words enlightened Han Jijyun; this was a distinct possibility. In order to spur a hacker into putting their all into cracking a defence, there must be sufficient incentive, and the assessment details of the new cadets were undoubtedly a most attractive prize. After all, even if the hackers themselves were unconcerned, the organisations they belonged to would want it, which gave the hackers no choice but toply. "From the looks of things, Boss Lan, your suspicions should be correct. They are not trying to make an example out of us ... their real objective is in fact us . This fight, it looks like we cannot avoid it." Ling Lan¡¯s deduction made Han Jijyun realise the truth of the situation, and he could not help but begin to worry. "Leiting is determined to get us. That¡¯s why even though the Thunder King is in Closed Door Meditation and thuscking a leader, they still want to make us join them by force as soon as possible. They are afraid the other organisations will also find out about this news and intervene." Ling Lan had basically figured out Leiting¡¯s entire purpose by now, "From the looks of it, our assessment results are still unknown to the other factions ..." Right then, Ling Lan instructed Little Four within the mindspace to go to the military academy mainframe and take a look, to see if someone had already broken through its defences to steal their data. Very swiftly, Little Four returned with an answer. There was indeed someone who had seeded in essing the database to download a document with their info. Additionally, that person had left behind a defensiveyer of their own. Currently, there were several other hackers working on cracking that defensiveyer ¡ª based on their progress, they would probably only seed a week from now and get their information. Since Ling Lan now knew about this, she naturally let Little Four put extra security around their information. She did not wish for their data to once again be obtained by others. The more people who knew, the more danger the new cadet regiment would be in. This was because they were like infants holding onto treasure chests ¡ª without sufficient strength to protect the wealth that belonged to them, their final oue could only be to watch as others stronger than them came and took it away ... Receiving Ling Lan¡¯s orders, Little Four scampered over to handle it. Of course, he patted his puffed up little chest and guaranteed that, in this world, no one would be able to steal the data from under his protection, aside from those in the military academy who had the right to view the data. "Still, no matter why Leiting is doing this, their challenge towards us this time is not entirely a bad thing for us." After resolving thistent problem, Ling Lan let out an internal sigh of relief. Now, she need only focus on handling Leiting. Even if Leiting was the top faction in the school, as long as it was just one faction, the pressure was much reduced. An idea shed through Han Jijyun¡¯s mind, and he hurried to agree, "That¡¯s right, this sh is indeed not a bad thing for us." Qi Long¡¯s head felt like it was waterlogged from all the subtext embedded in the conversation between his boss and his sworn brother. He could not help but open his mouth to ask, "What in the world are you two talking about? What good thing bad thing?" In an umon turn of events, Han Jijyun did not answer Qi Long¡¯s question, instead continuing to say to Ling Lan, "Due to the uncertainty of the situation, the other factions in the military academy are likely waiting to see the results of Leiting¡¯s advance on us." "If we are unable to fend off Leiting¡¯s attack, even if we do not want to go to Leiting, it is unavoidable for us to end up joining some other faction. The final oue of our new cadet regiment would definitely be to split up and be separately absorbed into the other factions," Ling Lan calmlyid out the final oue of their new cadet regiment, "However, if we can survive this advance, even though we¡¯ll be pitted against Leiting, as long as our assessment results are not found out by the other factions, they will not risk fighting against Leiting and angering the Thunder King to intervene. After all, we aren¡¯t the only new cadets. They would be perfectly happy to see us at odds with Leiting, each at the other¡¯s neck, giving Leiting no mind to bother with the other new cadets, so they would have better luck in their own recruitment." "Going up against Leiting, although we might very likely lose terribly, it is also an opportunity for us. Leiting can be our opponent, but they will also be our protective talisman." Han Jijyun then added, worried, "But, how can we ensure our data isn¡¯t obtained by the other factions?" "On this matter, don¡¯t worry. I will handle it," replied Ling Lan decisively. Only then did Han Jijyun remember that their Boss Lan was most likely an unfathomable hacker ¡ª this had already been proven on the spaceship. A smile instantly broke out on his face. At this time, the others had also figured things out. Xie Yi asked, "Does this mean that, even though things look bad for us, the situation is actually not as terrible as it would seem on the outside?" Ling Lan shook her head, "Well, we can¡¯t say that. At most, the chances of winning and losing are half and half." That said, Ling Lan turned her head to look at Han Jijyun and instructed, "Jijyun, go and contact the regimentmanders of the new cadet regiment 1 . Ask them to gather at our vi. Since we have decided, we need to let them know." "Yes! Boss," replied Han Jijyun. However, he was still a little concerned as he asked, "What if this makes them cower?" This was not like during the grand armed melee ¡ª Leiting¡¯s strength and numbers really exceeded theirs by too much. Furthermore, they had just arrived at the academy, and had not yet properly established their foothold. It was a legitimate concern that many of the new cadets would be gued with doubt and fear. "Just tell them first. If they don¡¯t want to be involved, let them withdraw," said Ling Lan dispassionately, "I have never expected them to make any moves anyway." Han Jijyun was visibly taken aback by these words, and then his eyes lit up. "Boss, are you saying ..." Ling Lan did not respond, but Han Jijyun too did not expect Ling Lan to answer, because he already had a vague answer in his heart. Meanwhile, at this moment, in the living quarters of the military academy of a particr year, quite a few people were ring angrily at the person in the head seat. From among them, a young man with a hard expression yelled angrily in interrogation, " Lin Zhidong 2 , what the hell do you think you¡¯re doing? If Regiment Commander Qiao finds out about these things you did, you can just wait for the regimentmander to skin you alive!" Chapter 241: Truth! Chapter 241: Truth! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Stay calm!" Facing hispanions¡¯ inquisition, Lin Zhidong did not be angry, merely asking them levelly to settle down. "Indeed, we are all from Leiting, all friends. Let¡¯s discuss things civilly. Mu Ying, don¡¯t be impatient, let¡¯s hear Lin Zhidong¡¯s exnation." A young man seated beside Lin Zhidong advised the livid Mu Ying with soothing tones while throwing a look at Lin Zhidong at the same time, urging him to start exining things quickly. "Honestly, if Regiment Commander Qiao were not in Closed Door Meditation, I would have suggested directly to let Regiment Commander Qiao go forth personally to bring those people under control." Opening his mouth, Lin Zhidong did not exin, instead stating his opinion. "Why did you have to be so impatient? Couldn¡¯t we do this gradually in a more subtle manner? Do you know that these actions of yours will smear the good name of Leiting?" Mu Ying once more leapt to his feet upon hearing Lin Zhidong¡¯s words, practically spitting in rage as he almost shoved a finger right onto Lin Zhidong¡¯s nose. Lin Zhidong pushed the other¡¯s finger aside with one hand, turned to look at the others present, and said, "Do you all also think the same way?" The young man who had initially been ying mediator instantly smiled wryly and said, "Zhidong, your actions over these past few days have really gone a little overboard. Before he went into Closed Door Meditation, the regimentmander had said that any action representing Leiting as a whole needed to be discussed and agreed upon by all of us first before execution. You skipped talking to us, directly going ahead to provoke the other side so openly ..." He cast a nce at the others then added, "We just feel extremely uninformed!" The corner of Lin Zhidong¡¯s lips carried a hint of a sneer. He looked towards the others ¡ª their gazes held unconcealed censure. He sniffed coldly and said, "It¡¯s not that I didn¡¯t want to tell you all, but I was afraid that if I told you all, this secret would get out. At that time, the loss for Leiting would be considerable." "You don¡¯t trust us?" Mu Ying leapt up once again 1 . "Yes, I do not trust you all," replied Lin Zhidong unreservedly. "You ..." Lin Zhidong¡¯s words made the faces of everyone there change. They felt that these words were a huge insult directed at them. Seeing the situation turning sour, the mediating young man quickly said, "Zhidong, how can you say things like that? Being friends for so many years ... don¡¯t you have even this bit of trust in us?" Hearing this, Lin Zhidong¡¯s expression gentled slightly. "It¡¯s not that I don¡¯t trust you all. I just don¡¯t trust the people by your sides. The more people who know, the easier it would be for this secret to get out. And this matter concerns whether we, Leiting, will finally be able to conquer and unite the factions in the military academy in the future." "What do you mean?" Lin Zhidong¡¯s words caused everyone¡¯s expressions to shift. "You all must use your spiritual power to make a vow, that the secret ends here with you all, otherwise I will not tell you." On this matter, Lin Zhidong was surprisingly insistent and forceful. This also made the group exceptionally angry, almost flicking their sleeves to storm away. The mediating young man once again spoke up to ease the tension, "Zhidong, is this really necessary? Making a vow with spiritual power is no small thing ..." "The secret I¡¯m about to say has great importance for Leiting. I believe that when the regimentmander finds out, he will also approve of the way I¡¯ve handled things," answered Lin Zhidong calmly. Mu Ying was the first to jump out. "If I have to make a vow, then I¡¯ll make a vow! But, Lin Zhidong, if the secret you tell is less than dogshit, I will definitely report this to the regimentmander and get you kicked out of Leiting." Lin Zhidong said haughtily, "If you all think this secret is not worth your spiritual power vows, you don¡¯t have to report to the regimentmander. I will ask to leave on my own." "Fine, Lin Zhidong, you must follow through with your words!" That said, Mu Ying was the first one to make a spiritual power vow. The others, seeing that Mu Ying had already done so, could only follow suit helplessly. Seeing that everyone present had made a vow, only then did Lin Zhidong bring out a document from beside him. He then passed it to the mediator youth who was sitting closest to him. The youth opened it, and his expression changed as he read its contents. He forcefully suppressed the urge to ask questions, merely passing the document to the next in line. A simr expression appeared on the next person¡¯s face as well, and very quickly, the document had been passed through everyone¡¯s hands to finally return to Lin Zhidong. Lin Zhidong threw the document to one side, where an energy converter was already prepared. The converter deconstructed the file, turning it into immaterial energy, and saving it into an energy block. "Now you¡¯ve all seen it. This is why I did not notify you all, choosing to provoke the other side directly," said Lin Zhidong coldly. "How can this be?" Mu Ying¡¯s face was a picture of disbelief. "One or two is still believable, but for an entire ship¡¯s new cadets to be this way ¡ª this is too oundish." In the face of Mu Ying¡¯s scepticism, Lin Zhidong¡¯s face darkened. "Do you all not trust my hacking skills?" One of the group could not help but say awkwardly, "Zhidong, you¡¯re the hacker with the best grades in this school. We all trust in your abilities. It¡¯s just that the contents inside are just too oundish, so we can¡¯t help but be a little suspicious." "Could they have cheated?" Another in the group nced at Lin Zhidong and then said slowly, "Or perhaps the information Zhidong obtained is false?" At the heart of it, they still did not believe in the appearance of these results. Hispanions¡¯ distrust made Lin Zhidong¡¯s expression turn stormy. He held back the rage in his heart as he sneered, "This information, was obtained by me from the academy¡¯s mainframe¡¯s most secure S-tier. If even the S-tier needs to contain such a fake document, I really don¡¯t know where else real documents should be stored. Should they be stored on the Federation¡¯s mainframe¡¯s S-tier instead?" "As for cheating, do you all really believe in that reason yourselves?" asked Lin Zhidong with a mocking tone, "The ones who test cadets are all hardened veteran soldiers who have been baptised in the mes of fire. Getting them to help you cheat? I don¡¯t know what price one could use to move them. Let me put this another way. Even if they cheated, would they make it so obvious? All the students on the entire ship being so outstanding? Not a single one who failed?" Lin Zhidong¡¯s words made the others all cool down instantly. Indeed, a fake document would never be ced in the S-tier of the military academy¡¯s mainframe. Since Lin Zhidong had said S-tier, then it definitely could not be wrong. After all, every year, the information Lin Zhidong had mined from the S-tier on the new cadets had always been extremely urate ¡ª it was impossible that he would have obtained false data from a wrong direction this time. Besides, if this was truly a case of cheating, the method was really too idiotic. These abnormal results would certainly attract the attention of the school administration, and prompt inquiries and investigations to prove its validity. No one would dare to be so tant and daring in doing such an idiotic thing. "I believe, not much longer after this, the hackers of the other factions should also be getting this data. At that time, there won¡¯t be any hope for us to monopolise this group of people." Lin Zhidong swept his gaze around their circle before continuing to say, "You all are clear on Regiment Commander Qiao¡¯s standards of recruitment. He only epts new cadets whose assessment results are pass and above. Especially for those who did well, he would not hesitate to employ measures to obtain them. We cannot allow Regiment Commander Qiao miss out on these excellent talents while he is in Closed Door Meditation." Lin Zhidong¡¯s little speech made everyone¡¯s expressions turn grim. They all knew Qiao Ting¡¯s methods ¡ª if he knew the assessment results of these new cadets, he would definitely use all sorts of means to pull them into his fold. "However, since they are so exceptional, they probably won¡¯t be so easy to subdue?" Everyone loved excellent talents, but these people would often be extremely proud and self-assured, unwilling to easily submit to another. "That¡¯s why I set up this stage. Even if we¡¯re a bit arrogant, we need to let the other side ept our challenge and then follow up with a bet. When they lose, they¡¯ll have to collectively join us, Leiting." Lin Zhidong had already thought things through. "What if they are afraid and don¡¯t dare to ept our challenge?" After all, Leiting was the number one faction in the school ¡ª these new cadets may find their legs trembling from fear at the mere mention of Leiting¡¯s name. "That would be even better. We can just push for them to join us if they don¡¯t even dare to fight us. We can then promise to pardon all past transgressions against us. But if they dare to join any other factions, we¡¯ll beat them up every single time we see them. In the mecha world, we will block off all avenues of their growth ¡ª if we can¡¯t use them, then we will crush thempletely," said Lin Zhidong with a cold smile. He had already considered both possible reactions from the other side. He would not let them escape his grasp ¡ª he would make sure to wrap this up well before the regimentmander emerged from his training. "If it¡¯s a battle with the new cadets, the school rules only allow physical skillsbat. And those students are from Doha, which prioritizes physical skills the most. I fear that we won¡¯t be able to have much of an advantage." "No matter how strong they are inbat, they are still just first year cadets, young fledgelings freshly out from the scout academies, while we¡¯re already 4th year or 5th year senior cadets. Mechabat has not only improved our mecha skills, it has also spurred on the development of our physical skills. Those extra years ofbat experience is enough for us to push them around," said Lin Zhidong with a cold smirk, "Even those among us with the weakest physical skills would have been able to make up for theck of talent in three years¡¯ time. You think they have a chance?" "Well that¡¯s true." The group nodded all around. They may have put their focus on mechabat for the past few years, but in their spare time they had still gone to the physical skillsbat hall to spar with others for the fun of it. They too had sensed the benefits mechabat had brought to their physical skills ¡ª during their spars, they had been able to instantly discover their opponent¡¯s openings. Undoubtedly, their physical skills and vision had improved greatly from when they had first entered the academy. "Won¡¯t the other factions interfere? If they too know about these people, they will not let us monopolize them." Someone else brought up another issue. "Hackers. Our school only has a few names on record, and they all only belong to the top 4 factions. However, I am the first to obtain this information. In order to dy the others, I¡¯ve even added some precautions of my own, so they¡¯ll need to spend some time to crack it. Though I don¡¯t know when they¡¯ll be able to break through, I have been watching their progress. Still, this matter should not be dragged out ¡ª if it¡¯s dragged out too long, and the others obtain the real data as well, we may very likely end up with nothing to show for our efforts 2 ..." exined Lin Zhidong, "So, we need to issue a challenge to the new cadet regiment and settle things. Once we seed in absorbing them into our fold, even if the other factions discover the truth then, they will not dare to offend us with the regimentmander around." "That¡¯s good. Looks like we need to issue our challenge as soon as possible ..." All those seated here finally came to an agreement, and they began discussing when they should issue their letter of challenge to the new cadet regiment. Chapter 242: Letter of Challenge! Chapter 242: Letter of Challenge! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In reality, the new cadet regiment received the letter of challenge even earlier than Ling Lan had predicted. Two days after their discussion 1 , the new cadet regiment¡¯s public regimentmander, Wu Jiong, received Leiting¡¯s letter of challenge! On that day, around noon, Qi Long, Wu Jiong, and the others from the Mecha Piloting ss-A had justpleted their brutal physical training for the morning. Dragging their tired selves to therge military academy canteen to eat, they had barely sat down and taken a few bites when a raucousmotion broke out by the canteen doors, causing the initially noisy canteen to instantly fall silent. "Which of you is the regimentmander for the new cadet regiment? Show yourself to ept this letter of challenge!" The one who spoke was a cadet dressed in a blue military-style uniform. He swept a gaze over the people within the canteen, his haughty expression seeming to view them as trash. Behind him were five or six cadets also dressed in the same uniform. Based on the uniform colour alone, it was clear that they were definitely part of the top 500 brilliant students within the military academy. The basic colour of the military academy uniforms was green, signifying the average student. Blue represented the top 500 outstanding cadets in the school, based on their cumtive grades from all aspects. Meanwhile, the dux 2 of each specialization of each year would be wearing the glorious white uniform exclusive to them. This was a reward for the elite of the elites, as well as a type of respect orded to them. Take the Thunder King for example. He was the dux of the 4th year mecha piloting specialization, so his uniform was the only white one among those of that year within that specialization. Initially, there had been a few other people dressed in blue uniforms who had been eating, who had turned with expressions of irritation at being disturbed, but when they saw the badge pinned on the chests of the interrupting group, their expressions shifted, and the rage on their faces faded away. This was because they knew which faction that badge represented ¡ª it wasn¡¯t something they could afford to go up against ... Wu Jiong and Qi Long shared a knowing nce. That night, Ling Lan had already assembled them and told Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie, and the other team leaders of her suppositions. Thus, they had constantly been waiting for Leiting¡¯s move, and now they had finallye. "What? Is the new cadet regiment so gutless, not daring to ept our Leiting¡¯s letter of challenge?" mocked the youth in the blue uniform. He had already been informed by the upper ranks that he must enrage the leaders of the new cadet regiment, so they would ept the letter of challenge on impulse. Of course, if they refused to ept no matter how he taunted, then he would throw down this ultimatum ¡ª the regimentmander of the new cadet regiment would have to go to Leiting¡¯s headquarters to apologise personally to the vice regimentmanders, otherwise they would not be spared. Qi Long threw a nce at Wu Jiong ¡ª for this type of antagonistic scenario, his affable face was not at all suitable. In Boss Lan¡¯s words, Qi Long had a goofy nice-guy face, much more suited for acting innocent and shifting me after the new cadet regiment had gone out to bully others. Wu Jiong understood tacitly what he should do. He used his chopsticks to rap the dishware before him, and then with a harsh throw, his chopsticks smacked loudly onto the metal table, emitting a crisp loud ng. The atmosphere of the initially silent canteen became fraught with tension due to this sharp noise. With a subtle smirk on his lips, Wu Jiong leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed before him as he said evenly, "I am the regimentmander of the new cadet regiment. Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have to 3 !" Boss Lan had said before ¡ª they absolutely could not lose in terms of attitude! These past few years, although Wu Jiong had always been suppressed by Ling Lan and Qi Long, he had still been an active participant and leader in the grand armed melee back then, as well as in the fight for the spaceship¡¯s administrative rights. These victories made himposed and confident, and because he had always been pressed down by others more exceptional than him, he had not be overconfident and arrogant. Right now, even though he was facing the military academy¡¯s number one faction Leiting, his heart was as calm as ever, not at all apprehensive. This attitude of Wu Jiong¡¯s was clearly out of Leiting¡¯s expectations. Rage emerged on their faces, and the lead youth in particr took one step forward and yelled, "Punk, you watch your mouth!" Wu Jiong threw a cool nce over and said calmly, "What? You have something to say?" The clear contempt in Wu Jiong¡¯s gaze made those people step forward instinctively, faces ovee with rage as they seemed intent on teaching Wu Jiong a lesson. But before they could get any closer, the new cadets who had originally been seated quietly in the canteen suddenly all stood up in a tter. They red angrily at the people from Leiting, as if warning them that if they dared step any closer, then the new cadets could not be med for not being courteous anymore. Seeing 300 over people stand up altogether in one go, the expressions of the five or six people from Leiting paled abruptly. Their steps faltered, and after several changes inplexion, the head youth in blue actually began tough, "Haha, that earlier was just a joke! Seeing the new cadet regiment so united, we Leiting feel very heartened by this! You all are worthy to fight against Leiting!" This person was extremely thick-skinned ¡ª even as he ttered the new cadet regiment, he did not forget to elevate his own faction. He smiled gently at Wu Jiong and asked, "This regimentmander, how may I address you?" Wu Jiong uncrossed his arms to tap his fingers lightly against the surface of the table. He stared at the head youth with a half-smile ¡ª this familiar expression made Qi Long and those in his team feel an ache in their teeth. Please, no matter how much you idolise our boss, you really don¡¯t have to learn his mannerisms, right? They felt cold just looking at him. Perhaps this expression of Wu Jiong¡¯s put a lot of pressure on the head youth, for his smile actually slipped off his face. In the end, he could only stand there awkwardly, unsure how to wrap things up. As expected, this expression of Boss Lan¡¯s could really do a lot of damage ... he would have to use it more in the future; it was enough to subdue some minor characters. Wu Jiong tucked away this expression, satisfied, and opened his mouth to say, "My surname is Wu. You may call me Regiment Commander Wu!" "Regiment Commander Wu, impressive as expected. With you to lead them, the new cadet regiment will certainly do well." The head youth immediately threw up a thumbs up in response, expressing his heartfelt admiration. Since mockery and pressure would not work, he could only try cajoling. As long as the other side epted their challenge, he would find a way to avenge this humiliation. No matter how the head tried to hide it, the indignation in his eyes had still been detected by Qi Long and the others. However, since they were already determined to sh with Leiting anyway, they really did not care whether the other was offended or not. "May Regiment Commander Wu please ept this letter of challenge from Leiting? With such an exceptional opponent as yourselves, we of Leiting are also overjoyed!" Under the res of over 300 people, the blue-clothed head youth nervously walked over to Wu Jiong, withdrew a rectangr card from his pocket, and handed it over with both hands. Right then, a hand intercepted to take the card. It was Ye Xu, who was seated beside Wu Jiong. At this moment, he had already stood up, snatching the card over with one hand to then pass it to Wu Jiong. Only then did Wu Jiong ept the card and open it. Inside, it was written that three dayster, the two sides would engage in a physical skills showdown at thebat hall. Both sides would send 5 representatives, with winning 3 out of 5 being the winning condition. On top of that, there would be an additional wager involved, to be disclosed on the day of the showdown, and it cannot be refused 4 . Sure enough, Leiting¡¯s objective was their new cadet regiment as a whole ¡ª Boss Lan¡¯s predictions were not wrong. Seeing this, Wu Jiong knew for certain what was going on. That wager was definitely for the new cadet regiment to join Leiting ... "Alright, three dayster, at thebat hall. Be there or be square!" Wu Jiong snapped the card shut again, and replied with firm conviction. This had already been pre-discussed, so Wu Jiong naturally dared to ept right away. "Good! Regiment Commander Wu is refreshingly straightforward as expected. Three dayster, we¡¯ll await your grand presence at thebat hall!" His missionplete, the head youth of the Leiting group was all smiles. At this time, from another table, Li Yingjie threw a cold re their way and said imperiously, "Since you¡¯re done with your bullsh*t, you can scram!" The people from Leiting had been frozen in ce by the sheer force of presence of Wu Jiong and those 300 or so people, and now they were being openly derided by some punk from who knows where. They were abnormally frustrated ¡ª they had no way to oppose the new cadet regiment¡¯s Regiment Commander Wu, but teaching this pompous brat should be fine, right? And so, several people began moving towards Li Yingjie with sinister intent. Li Yingjie flicked his fingers and kicked away the chair behind him, saying with a cold smile, "What? Want to fight?" With this one sound, a flurry of the screeching noises of chairs being shifted rose throughout the canteen. The 300 or so people who had been standing in ce, ring angrily at them, had actually pushed away their chairs and begun moving closer, several of them already rubbing their palms together in anticipation of a fight. With that, they could not be unaware that this cocky punk before them was definitely someone from the upper ranks of the new cadet regiment. The blue-clothed head youth could no longer hold back the rage in his heart. He pointed an angry finger at Li Yingjie and said savagely, "Fine! Three dayster, just you wait!" That said, he led his posse to scurry away, sent off by a wave of raucous ¡¯scram!¡¯s from behind,pounding their shame. Ever since joining Leiting, they had always been above others, ying the role of the bullies; but today, they were treated to a taste of being bullied mercilessly by others, and it was almost enough to make them shatter and swallow their teeth 5 . Seeing the people from Leiting scurry away, only then did Wu Jiong pass the letter of challenge to Qi Long across from him. Qi Long flipped it open to read, and instantly began to chuckle coldly, "As Boss expected. Leiting has really taken us, the new cadet regiment, for a fish fillet on the chopping block, ready for them to cut as they will." At this moment, Wu Jiong was already anxiously looking for his chopsticks. Earlier, to create the right atmosphere, he had coolly thrown his chopsticks onto the desk, and now he had no idea where they had flown to ... his poor stomach was so hungry it was about to revolt. If he still did not eat, he would be the first regimentmander to faint from hunger. For the sake of aiding the new cadet regiment¡¯s stand, he did not have it easy ... "I can¡¯t take it anymore. Lend me your chopsticks!" Seeing Qi Long¡¯s chopsticks set on the table, Wu Jiong could bear it no longer, taking it into his hands to begin eating rapaciously ... Boo hoo hoo, the morning¡¯s physical training had already squeezed him dry of his vital energy ¡ª if he did not replenish it, he would really starve to death. "No! Those are mine!" Exasperated, Qi Long threw aside the letter of challenge in his hands, wanting to snatch his chopsticks back, but Wu Jiong was a step quicker. He dashed over to the next dining table, not forgetting to say as he went, "I supported you in acting out this scene. You should repay me somehow ¡ª lending me your chopsticks can be considered repayment." Qi Long directed a rude gesture at Wu Jiong, but did not continue to give chase. Wu Jiong was not wrong; he should have been the one to step up and ept that letter of challenge ... but he was very hungry too! Although he had eaten a bit more than Wu Jiong earlier, his appetite was naturally voracious ¡ª how could those few bites earlier be enough to satisfy his stomach which was equally bawling from hunger? His gaze turned, and he saw Han Jijyun eating seriously beside him, bite by measured bite, slow and methodical, not at all impatient or hurried. It was as if he were not at all hungry, and was only eating toplete the mission of eating ... "Oh Jijyun, since you aren¡¯t that hungry, then first take care of your big bro here!" Qi Long cheerfully snatched away the chopsticks from Han Jijyun¡¯s unresisting hand and then began happily eating again. Han Jijyun stared nkly at his now empty right hand, and then turned to look at the joyfully eating Qi Long. He almost wanted to dump the dishes before his eyes onto Qi Long¡¯s head ¡ª was there a sworn brother who would do such a thing? Not causing trouble for others, but troubling one of his own instead? At another table, Lin Zhong-qing saw this scene and let out a soft sigh. He took out a small pouch from his waist, drawing out a few short metal sticks from inside it. Screwing them together, it took but a few moments for him to produce a pair of regr-sized chopsticks, which he then passed silently to Han Jijyun. Receiving the chopsticks, Han Jijyun tamped down on his anger and resumed eating. In his mind, he decided that he would definitely not help Qi Long next time. No matter how much Boss Lan bullied Qi Long, he would turn his head and pretend he saw nothing 6 . The news of the new cadet regiment¡¯s haughty eptance of Leiting¡¯s letter of challenge soon spread throughout the entire military academy. Those variousrge factions which had always been suppressed by Leiting were naturally gleeful at their misfortune ¡ª it was unexpected that the forceful Leiting would also have times where they had their faces smacked so hard. However, they did not believe that the new cadet regiment could withstand Leiting¡¯s subsequent vengeance. They were all waiting for the new cadet regiment to disperse under the pressure, and were prepared to slip in in the aftermath to take advantage of the panic and chaos to bring those lost new cadets into their own factions. Just as everyone was waiting to see the downfall of the new cadet regiment, only Li Lanfeng greeted the news with deep contemtion, his expression serious and considering. Chapter 243: The Distance between the Two? Chapter 243: The Distance between the Two? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Li Lanfeng¡¯s attitude was only clear to one person by his side, Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun was a little bemused by it, asking, "Why? Do you have some other insight?" Li Lanfeng lifted his head to nce at Zhao Jun, and said contemtively, "The new cadet regiment epted the letter of challenge in such a high-handed fashion ... it¡¯s clear to see that they have full confidence in themselves." Zhao Jun did not think much of it. "The students from the Doha Central Scout Academy have always thought highly of themselves, somewhat blind to reality. Wasn¡¯t Zhang Jing-an exactly like this back then? shing with the Thunder King right from the start, and now he doesn¡¯t even dare to make a peep, tucking his tail between his legs whenever he sees the Thunder King ..." Zhao Jun rubbed his jaw. "Right now, I really want to see the faces of those new cadets after they¡¯ve been thoroughly thrashed by Leiting. Their expressions must be very interesting." Li Lanfeng breathed out slowly and silently, then asked softly, "That aberrant who Zhang Jing-an is still so conscious about after three years ¡ª could he only be at the level of someone like Zhang Jing-an?" At these words, Zhao Jun¡¯s expression shifted. He too recalled the secret news he had uncovered from Zhang Jing-an¡¯s faction. That aberrant was someone who Zhang Jing-an hated so much his teeth gnashed, but even so, Zhang Jing-an still had not dared to make a move, forcefully holding back his anger to watch the new cadet regiment establish itself with cold eyes ... "Who exactly is that aberrant? I heard that the one who presented himself to ept the letter of challenge was a youth called Wu Jiong. He imed to be Regiment Commander Wu of the new cadet regiment ... could it be him?" Zhao Jun was not very good at analysing data. "Regiment Commander Wu? Have you ever heard of a true regimentmander being addressed with a surname attached? Only the second or third inmand, those vice regimentmanders and such, would have their surnames attached to the title, for convenience of distinction!" said Li Lanfeng calmly. A cold light shed through Zhao Jun¡¯s eyes. "In other words, the true regimentmander of the new cadet regiment has not yet shown himself." "Showing one¡¯s trump card right from the start, now that would be stupid," replied Li Lanfeng, "So, I have my reservations on the oue of Leiting¡¯s operation this time." Right then, Li Lanfeng¡¯s mind was filled with the information on this batch of new cadets he had gleaned from the S-tier of the military academy mainframe ... those were not a bunch of ordinary new cadets! If the people from Leiting underestimated them, without the Thunder King to hold down the fort, Leiting might really end up capsizing their boat in a ditch. Of course, it would be his pleasure to see the Thunder King suffer a loss! ******** At this moment, Ling Lan, who was in the mecha world desperately raising her level, did not know that Leiting¡¯s letter of challenge had already been delivered into Wu Jiong¡¯s hands. However, Ling Lan had already asked the team leaders to inform their respective team members about their uing sh with Leiting two days ago. Telling them served two purposes ¡ª one, was to let the regiment members know the decision of the new cadet regiment; two, to distinguish those members within their organisation who would veer with the wind 1 , only thinking to use the new cadet regiment to establish themselves. Ling Lan believed that a faction¡¯s strengthid not in numbers, but in unity ¡ª only if they were willing to share their trials and rewards equally would they be able to go far. She felt that the pressure from Leiting this time would be a great opportunity to assess the will and motivation of the members of the new cadet regiment. As for Ling Lan¡¯s team, Qi Long and the gang would naturally follow their boss loyally. Meanwhile, Wu Jiong was extremely taken in by Ling Lan, for Ling Lan¡¯s many daring decisions had benefitted him greatly. Moreover, ten years of being schoolmates had shown Wu Jiong that Ling Lan was an extremely trustworthy person ¡ª he would never abandon anyrades that follow him. Thus, Wu Jiong was willing to fight alongside Ling Lan for a better future. He wasn¡¯t afraid ¡ª even if they lost terribly in the end, it would be a waste of their youth if they did not take wild risks! As for Li Yingjie, even though he had always had a bit of a grudge towards Ling Lan and Qi Long, Ling Lan¡¯s strength truly left Li Yingjie speechless. Additionally, Ling Lan did not do anything to restrain Li Yingjie¡¯s temperament or personality, even outright stating that the arrogant tasks would be his responsibility. This made Li Yingjie feel deep down as if he had finally found someone who understood him. Under these circumstances, when Ling Lan asked him whether he wanted to leave the regiment, Li Yingjie had instantly refused. Li Yingjie did not consider anything else. He only thought that since Ling Lan believed in him and trusted him, then he must live up to this trust 2 . Besides, when has the cocky Li Yingjie ever been afraid of someone? The number one faction in the military academy? So what? He, Li Yingjie, would not submit. This was his pride as a member of the first elite family of the Federation. As for the other students from the Central Scout Academy, Ling Lan¡¯s decisions had never disappointed them before, so even though they were somewhat unsure about things this time, they were still determined to push forward or retreat alongside Boss Lan. This was because they knew that if they did not resist, they would still be seen as potential ves by the other factions. In that case, they might as well fight it out in a gamble ¡ª after all, in their eyes, Boss Lan was extremely strong and had never failed their expectations. Rather, it was the decision of the students from the other scout academies of Doha which surprised Ling Lan and the others. They had initially thought that a majority of these people would withdraw from the new cadet regiment, wisely choosing to protect themselves, but surprisingly, most did not want to quit, willing to advance and retreat together with the new cadet regiment. Only an extremely small number chose to quit, not even 30 people in total. Therefore, the total number of people in the new cadet regiment was still endlessly close to 500, not reduced by much. This made many factions which had wanted to see the new cadet regiment fall apart greatly disappointed ... especially Zhang Jing-an, who had wanted to take advantage of the situation to recruit people. Of course, it had to be said that these students¡¯ decision not to withdraw, their willingness to fight with Ling Lan, had a lot to do with one man¡¯s efforts. He was the one who had joined Ling Lan¡¯s party midway during the spaceship¡¯s operation, Third Elder Brother Gao Jinyun. During this period of time, Gao Jinyun had built up quite a reputation among the students not from the Central Scout Academy. After all, he had been the only team leader who had participated in the n to conquer the ship who was not from the Central Academy. Under his publicity efforts, Ling Lan¡¯s image rose to lofty heights in the new cadets¡¯ minds. Even though Leiting was the number one faction in the school, in these new cadets¡¯ eyes, that Boss Lan, who was strong enough to ¡¯defeat¡¯ the captain, was no weaker than Leiting¡¯s regimentmander, the Thunder King. And this was the main reason why they were willing to support Ling Lan in this sh. Their way of thinking was undeniably extremely naive, exactly like that of a newbie ... but newborn calves are not afraid of tigers 3 , and sometimes, what looked like a reckless action would turn out to be a momentous turn capable of changing one¡¯s fate. ******** That night, Wu Jiong and the others brought the letter of challenge right away to Ling Lan¡¯s vi to pass it to her. Ling Lan sat on the sofa in the hall and calmly opened the letter. When she saw the contents of the challenge, the corner of her lips quirked up involuntarily. "Sure enough, their challenge is one of physical skills! This is our chance." Wu Jiong¡¯s expression did not ease by much. "They will definitely send thebat experts of the higher grades, perhaps even seniors of the 6th year. They are older than us by five years. Five years¡¯ time is enough to pull apart from us by a whole realm." Wu Jiong was currently only at Refinement stage ¡ª if the opponent sent only those from Qi-Jin stage, they would lose for certain if they only relied on Qi Long and Ling Lan. "Not necessarily!" replied Ling Lan decisively. "How so?" asked Wu Jiong uprehendingly. "Jijyun, can you find the course curriculum for all six years of our mecha piloting specialization?" Ling Lan abruptly turned her head to ask Han Jijyun. Although Han Jijyun was not sure why Ling Lan would ask about this, he still nodded and began looking up the course info of the military academy on hismunicator. In the end, he connected hismunicator to thergest virtual projection system of the vi walls, to disy the contents of his search. "Wu Jiong, take a look, what do we have to learn in our six years here?" said Ling Lan, pointing at the info disyed on the screen. Wu Jiong cast a baffled look at Ling Lan, but still strode forwards without any objections. He scanned the screen quickly and was struck with realisation. "So that¡¯s how it is. In our six years, there really aren¡¯t many physical skills courses!" "That¡¯s right. In our six years here, the military academy focuses on cultivating our mecha piloting skills, and not our physicalbat skills. Thus, the upper years would not have put much attention and effort on physicalbat skills, so the gap between us and the seniors should not be as wide as you might imagine ..." Ling Lan stated her thoughts. "This is also why I believe we have a chance. In terms of physicalbat, I believe the students of our Central Academy are definitely the best," said Ling Lan with steely conviction. "Yep, Boss, you¡¯re right," Qi Long was the first to respond enthusiastically. Although the others did not say anything, the initial worry and grimness in their eyes had faded, and their gazes began to shine. Qi Long and the others had regained their confidence so swiftly because Ling Lan¡¯s words were not pure constion, but rooted in truth. Compared to the other scout academies, the Central Scout Academy was undoubtedly one which ced the most emphasis on physicalbat skills. It could be said that among the exceptionalbat experts within the military academy right now, arge portion were from the Central Scout Academy ... only a handful were from the scout academies from others. Of course, good physicalbat skills did not equate to good mecha piloting skills. As mentioned previously, the talent for mecha piloting was different from the talent needed for physicalbat, which was why those with goodbat talent may not necessarily be excellent mecha operators. This was also why Zhang Jing-an and his group had been finding it harder and harder to thrive within the military academy. Mind you, from the second year of admission to the academy onwards, after the cadets officially be mecha operators, thepetition between students was no longer centred on physicalbat, but on mecha operatedbat. "But, even if we survive this time, what if other organisationse after us?" Although Wu Jiong now had confidence, he was still worried about the future of the new cadet regiment. If those other factions came after them one after another, even if they were made of iron, they would eventually be beaten down. "Don¡¯t worry. After we win this time, the other factions will note after us," said Ling Lan evenly. "Why?" asked Wu Jiong. "If even the first faction Leiting cannot take us down on physical skills, can they do it?" replied Ling Lan, "I reckon that even if they challenge us again, it will definitely be after we officially be mecha operators. That time will truly be our most difficult time. Not only will we have to fend off Leiting¡¯s revenge, the other factions will also be waiting to strike." The Thunder King would not allow the new cadet regiment that had sullied the reputation of Leiting to continue existing. For some reason, Ling Lan actually recalled those words of [No Mecha Unrepaired] ¡ª the Thunder King was not someone who could be easily reasoned with ... Although Ling Lan¡¯s tone was dark and heavy, her face disyed no sign of pressure, calm as ever as she said, "However, at that time, we will no longer be freshmen. Two years¡¯ time is enough for us to gather our strength." Only then did Ling Lan look towards Wu Jiong and say, "Of course, this period of time won¡¯t be easy for us. We¡¯ll need to raise our mecha piloting skills as quickly as possible. Otherwise, two yearster,cking strength, we will still be fish meat on a chopping board, free for anyone to slice and dice." Chapter 244: My Goal! Chapter 244: My Goal! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Wu Jiong¡¯s expression turned cold and his gaze became solemn. "It looks like we¡¯ll need to work hard! Hopefully 1 , two yearster, our new cadet regiment will be able to be one of the top four factions in the academy. At that time, even if the Thunder King wants to consume us, he will have to stop and think about it." "One of?" Ling Lan threw an icy nce over and said with a huff, "You only have that little bit of ambition?" Wu Jiong was dumbfounded. "Boss Lan ..." "My goal, is not being one of the factions." Ling Lan¡¯s words made Wu Jiong somewhat confused, unsure what in the world Ling Lan was trying to say. However, Ling Lan¡¯s following words almost made him fall over in shock. Ling Lan raised a finger to point straight up as he 2 said coldly, "My goal, is to unite the factions of the military academy. In other words, by the time I leave the military academy, there will only be one faction in the school, and that will be ours!" Ling Lan¡¯s face was cold as ever, his expression extremely serious ¡ª it was clear to see that everything he had said was from his true heart. Despite his stature and build not being as imposing as Wu Jiong¡¯s, his force of presence was absolute in its domination of the scene, suppressing everyone present. This made Wu Jiongment once more the distance between him and Ling Lan. Ling Lan could be the boss, not only because he had enough strength and capability, but also because he dared to think the unthinkable. "Alright, Boss Lan, just based on these words of yours alone, I, Li Yingjie, acknowledge you full-heartedly as my boss!" A voice carried over from the doorway. Wu Jiong did not have to turn his head to know who it was 3 ¡ª¡ª Li Yingjie. This stubborn, prickly, and insubordinate fellow had finally admitted his deference towards Ling Lan. Li Yingjie¡¯s admission simrly surprised Ling Lan. With a quirk of her brow, she teased, "I thought that I was already your boss since a long while back." Li Yingjie choked, the colour of his face fluctuating unpredictably, and he finally deted and said, "Forget it. Since I¡¯ve already acknowledged you as Boss, you can just say whatever you want." Li Yingjie could not refuse to submit ¡ª he could not beat Ling Lan in a fight, and he did not have as much guts as the other either. And now, he had even lost to Ling Lan in terms of sheer arrogance. What right did he have still to refute Ling Lan¡¯s words? Li Yingjie¡¯s defeated manner made Ling Lan feel rather sorry for him. In the end, she still liked the cocky Li Yingjie better, so Ling Lan pointed at the sofa beside her and said, "Sit, Li Yingjie. I do not wish for you to lose your personality. As long as you are capable enough, I don¡¯t think there is anything wrong with being arrogant. In future, if there¡¯s anything you can¡¯t handle, just look for the others, and if they can¡¯t handle it either,e find me ..." Following Ling Lan¡¯s words, Li Yingjie¡¯s expression lifted up proudly once more, his eyes shining with vibrant light. Behind him, an invisible tail rose higher and higher. Wu Jiong, Qi Long, and the others turned away speechlessly, unable to watch. Oh, this innocent child ... Once again being coaxed by Boss Lan onto the path of being a great rogue; he had obviously had the opportunity to change his ways and return to the proper path ... Ling Lan looked at Li Yingjie¡¯s expression and felt rather guilty. Bewitching an innocent babe like this to do bad things ¡ª would she be struck down by lightning ...? ******** Time passed swiftly, and very soon it was time for the wagered fight between Leiting and the new cadet regiment. The exclusivebat hall of the military academy had long been filled with students from the various years. Of course, arge majority of the students were there to see Leiting torment the new cadets. Only very, very few new cadets still carried a tendril of hope that the new cadet regiment which was also made up of freshmen would be able to create a miracle, and do them freshmen proud. Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun both arrived a bitte, but they did not have to squeeze and shoulder their way to a good position at the front of the arena stage. As high-ranking members of one of the four top factions in the military academy, one of the VIP boxes in thebat hall was reserved exclusively for them. They took an elevator up, and then walked to stand before one of the rooms to the side. On the door was a square screen of roughly 30 centimetres. Li Lanfeng raised his right hand and waved it at the screen, and then the room door slid lightly to the left, revealing an entrance of about 2 metres wide. The two of them did not hesitate, entering right away. The moment they entered, a voice could be heard to say, "Haha, speak of the devil 4 ! Lanfeng,e, let me introduce you to a talented young fellow." Li Lanfeng looked in the direction of the voice and saw Han Ye sitting on a sofa waving at him in a rather irreverent manner. Meanwhile, a fresh-facednky youth of about 1.8 metres tall was standing tall beside him. He was presumably a new cadet from this year¡¯s batch, and the youth was currently observing him smilingly, a trace of respect in his gaze. Li Lanfeng¡¯s lips curved up slightly, revealing a slight smile, making his entire being seem endlessly warm. This smile startled the other however, a thread of confusion shing through his eyes, but the other quickly got a hold of himself to regain his original expression. The smile on Li Lanfeng¡¯s lips grew deeper. He turned to look at Han Ye, who had been observing his expression intently, and as if not at all aware of Han Ye¡¯s previous impolite attitude, he smiled easily and said, "Han Ye, how nice! Congrattions on gaining yet another great fighter. However, no matter how d you are, you still need to test him well. Don¡¯t let some pretender slip in and profit from the confusion again." Li Lanfeng¡¯s words made Han Ye¡¯splexion shift slightly. They made him recall when he had happily taken in a bunch of freshmen who hade from his a few days ago. Back then, he had brought those new recruits over here to show off to Li Lanfeng because not a single person from Li Lanfeng¡¯s third-rate Azure had managed to get into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy this time. Unexpectedly, those recruits had all been useless fellows ¡ª the moment they were pressured by Zhao Jun¡¯s aura, they had all actually cowered with their tails tucked between their legs, not daring to say another word. Those timid and cowardly expressions still made him furious when he recalled them now. The reactions of those people had truly disgraced their Wuji. All this was because Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng were both from third-rates. The two were from differents though ¡ª Zhao Jun was from Redrock 5 , while Li Lanfeng came from Azure. Meanwhile, Wuji was a first-rate within the Federation, much better in terms of both level, treatment, and resources than the third-rates. Therefore, losing face in front of Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng was extremely infuriating for Han Ye. Han Ye took a good look at Li Lanfeng, trying to see if the other was intentionally making a crack at him. However, Li Lanfeng¡¯s eyes were unbelievably clear and limpid, and his warm smile and gentle aura had not a single shred of malicious intent in it ... could it be that he was overthinking things? Han Ye could not see anything strange about Li Lanfeng¡¯s demeanour, so he sniffed coolly and said, "Hmph, would I make the same mistake again?" He pointed at the youth beside him and continued, "Lanfeng, this is my junior, his name is Zhou Ya 6 . His specialization is military strategy, and he is the first rank in the military strategy specialization among this year¡¯s freshmen." When he said this, Han Ye¡¯s expression was proud, not forgetting to nce at Li Lanfeng to gauge his expression to see if there was any change. Sadly, his efforts were all in vain ¡ª Li Lanfeng¡¯s expression was no different from usual, as calm as ever. Han Ye deted slightly, turning his head to introduce to the youth, "This is the strategist of our Wuji Mecha n, Li Lanfeng. In future, you should learn well from big brother Li. Wuji¡¯s future will eventually depend on you and your strategies." "Big Brother Li, hello, please watch out for me in future." Zhou Ya gave Li Lanfeng a military academy cadet bow, his gaze curious as his eyes roved over this gentle-mannered youth before him. Before Li Lanfeng arrived, Regiment Commander Han Ye had hinted that he hoped Zhou Ya would be able to rece Li Lanfeng and take his position quicker, to be the primary strategist of the Wuji Mecha n. Hearing that, he was naturally extremely moved ¡ª Regiment Commander Han Ye¡¯s words proved the other¡¯s trust and acknowledgement of him. Still, he would not be proud and self-conceited because of this and offend Li Lanfeng recklessly. Frankly, in his conversation with Regiment Commander Han Ye, Zhou Ya had vaguely made out the regimentmander¡¯s wariness towards Li Lanfeng. This proved that the other was absolutely not someone to be crossed easily. Otherwise, he would not have been able to retain such a secure hold on the primary strategist position within the mecha n as someone not from Wuji. Li Lanfeng politely returned a bow of his own, and said with a smile, "Zhou Ya, right? Don¡¯t be so formal. I¡¯m not specializing in strategy. It¡¯s just that Regiment Commander Han Ye wascking such an important role, so he made do with me filling in. Now you¡¯re here, I can take the burden off my shoulders. It¡¯s like Regiment Commander Han Ye said, the future of the Wuji Mecha n will depend on you all." Done speaking, Li Lanfeng did not forget to pat Zhou Ya¡¯s shoulder in encouragement. Then, seeking out a random sofa, he sat down. True to his words, his expression was clearly much more rxed, as if he had genuinely spoken from the heart. This made Han Ye and Wei Ji, both of who had been closely observing Li Lanfeng, to furrow their brows. This was why they had always been wary of Li Lanfeng ¡ª Li Lanfeng¡¯s expression was always veryposed, gentle, and unassuming. It could perhaps even be described as somewhat easygoing and content with one¡¯s lot ... but would there really be a cadet, outstanding on all fronts, who had no ambition whatsoever? Both their gazes involuntarily met once more, reading the same suspicion in the other¡¯s eyes. Wei Ji turned his gaze away and suppressed the misgivings in his heart. Standing up, he greeted with a smile, "Zhao Jun, what are you standing at the door for? Still noting over to sit? I too happen to have a talent from Wuji for you to meet." He pointed at the seat next to his, indicating for Zhao Jun toe over. Zhao Jun had initially been coldly watching the attacks, both open and covert, being exchanged among the people in the room. Now, seeing Wei Ji calling him, a trace of interest instantly appeared on his austere face. He walked forwards, eyes trained on the youth with a somewhatzy expression standing by Wei Ji¡¯s side, and asked seriously, "A prodigy at mecha piloting?" Wei Ji choked at those words, and said sulkily, "Zhao Jun, you know that these students have just started working with mecha. No matter how talented, it would be impossible to tell in such a short amount of time!" Zhao Jun threw a disgruntled re at Wei Ji. "You know very well that I am only interested in mecha piloting. Why would you mislead me?" Wei Ji prodded at Zhao Jun helplessly for a moment, finally saying with a bitter chuckle, "Fine, fine, fine, just say it¡¯s my fault. But this Wang Hui is abat genius from our Wuji, already at the optimal peak of Refinement stage, just a half step away from entering Qi-Jin stage." Wei Ji¡¯s tone was threaded with a faint trace of pride. Mind you, these past few years, Zhang Jing-an was the only one who had already advanced into the early stage of Qi-Jin before entering the military academy. The others, no matter how strong, had only been at Refinement. Even the number one of the military academy, the Thunder King Qiao Ting, had only been at the peak of Refinement when he had first entered the academy, a level weaker than Wang Hui. Of course, when the Thunder King had been a freshman, he had already disyed his terrifying talent in mecha piloting, which was how he had begun suppressing Zhang Jing-an ever since the second year. By now, he hadpletely left Zhang Jing-an several horse heads behind 7 , shooting straight up to be the number one of the military academy. Chapter 245: The Dux Li Shiyu! Chapter 245: The Dux Li Shiyu! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898 Without question, the Thunder King was a marvel ¡ª and Wei Ji hoped that Wang Hui could reproduce this miraculous achievement of the Thunder King. That way, a few yearster, when the Thunder King graduated and left the military academy, it would be the time for their Wuji Mecha n to rise to the top. Learning of Wang Hui¡¯sbat level, Zhao Jun¡¯s eyes shed brightly. "Not bad, with the addition of these two talents, Wuji¡¯s future is boundless!" Zhao Jun¡¯s words made Han Yu and Wei Jiugh, pleased. In contrast to the shrewd and unfathomable Li Lanfeng, Zhao Jun, who only knew to fight, was much simpler ¡ª his words would never twist and turn; what was said was what he meant. Having said that, Zhao Jun pped Wang Hui on the shoulder approvingly, then walked over to sit down beside Li Lanfeng. This move of Zhao Jun¡¯s made Han Yu and Wei Ji frown, a trace of frustrated regret in their eyes. Back then, they should not have tried some petty tricks in order to keep Zhao Jun in check through fear, thus enraging him, giving Li Lanfeng the chance to be the mediator between the two sides. From there, Li Lanfeng had gained Zhao Jun¡¯s friendship, resulting in their current close rtionship. If Zhou Ya really seeded in recing Li Lanfeng, they might still be unable to chase away Li Lanfeng too obviously, to force him to resign from his post within the n ... Over these past few years of cooperation, they hade to learn that Zhao Jun was a very loyal and steadfast person, definitely someone who would sacrifice his life for a friend. If Zhao Jun became discontented with them over Li Lanfeng, he might choose to leave the Wuji Mecha n in a fit of rage to follow Li Lanfeng, and that would be a major loss for them. Zhao Jun was a genius at mecha piloting, strong enough to squeeze into the top three of their year. Excluding Li Lanfeng¡¯s strategic nning, Zhao Jun was integral to the Wuji Mecha n¡¯s secure third-ce ranking. If the two of them went off to join another faction because of this, it would very likely affect the position of their Wuji Mecha n among the school factions ... Han Yu¡¯s and Wei Ji¡¯s eyes met, sharing a nce, conveying their tacit decision to temporarily set their n aside and continue tolerating Li Lanfeng a while longer. Zhou Ya and Wang Hui still needed some time to grow anyway; their mecha n indeed still needed Li Lanfeng¡¯s strategic mind. Of course, they decided mentally that they would find a chance to drive a wedge between Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun in the interim ¡ª once the two became at odds, it would be time for them to banish Li Lanfeng. So decided, the two began conversing enthusiastically with Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun. Not long after, a dark wall within the box suddenly lit up ¡ª it turned out that this was a high-tech screen, and it was currently set up for direct viewing without any segmentations. Of course, it was also possible to choose to dissect the screen into several windows for multiple viewing angles. Right then, on the arena stage dominating the screen, several youths in blue uniforms suddenly appeared. Their expressions wereposed and proud; it was the delegation from the Leiting Mecha n. With that, the four of them in the box stopped their conversation, turning their eyes to therge screen. In the dark box, facing the screen, no one saw Li Lanfeng¡¯s smile turn mocking from its initial warmth, and his clear gaze became deep and dark. The current Li Lanfeng was no longer at all kind and approachable, instead emitting a cold edge. ******** The moment the Leiting people got on the stage, they received the passionate cheers of all the students in the audience of thebat hall. The Federation had always championed the rule of survival of the fittest, and this was disyed most vividly within the military academy. The Leiting Mecha n was the strongest faction in the military academy, and so obtained the acknowledgement and respect of the majority of the cadets. At this moment, the other boxes on the second floor were gradually being imed by their respective owners. Practically all the people in the boxes took the cheersing from thebat hall below as a matter of fact, absolutely certain that the final victors would be Leiting. Only in one particr corner of one of the boxes was there someone worrying about the fate of the New Cadet Regiment 1 . "F*ck, the whole hall is cheering for Leiting. No one thinks the New Cadet Regiment will win. Honestly speaking, I don¡¯t think the New Cadet Regiment has any hope of winning either. I say, has your younger cousin brother¡¯s head been shot at before? Actually daring to ept Leiting¡¯s letter of challenge?" In that box, a baby-faced youth in a blue uniform abruptly smacked his hands onto the arms of his sofa, his entire expression a mask of rage at the perceived ipetence. Standing before the screen, a person in a white uniform was standing tall with his back to the baby-faced youth. He cut a dashing figure, and with a hand on the frame of the screen, he replied without even turning back, "It¡¯s fine since he has already epted. At least I¡¯ll be able to see how much this younger cousin brother of mine who has always been aiming for the first inheritance rights has grown." "Just for that reason? That¡¯s why you actually emerged from yourboratory toe see thispetition that he is destined to lose?" The baby-faced youth¡¯s face was filled with incredulity. He knew his sworn brother ¡ª ever since they had entered the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, and he had chosen to specialize in military medical research, it was like he had been possessed by a demon. Day and night, he was always at theboratory with his instructors researching the various strange and bizarre diagnostic and treatment questions known to the Federation at present. Perhaps he truly had talent in this respect, for he actually managed to sessfully produce several treatment procedures in the course of his research, which after practical real-world testing, were discovered to be extremely effective. As a result of his exceptional performance on these course problems, from the start of the second year, he had sessfully be the dux of the military medical research specialization. Since then, the position of dux had seemed reserved for him alone, never to budge. The baby-faced youth had always believed that if the Thunder King was a peerless prodigy in mecha piloting, then his good friend, Li Shiyu, was certainly a horrifyingly aberrant existence in the medical field. The two dominated over the masses in their respective domains, bing the indisputable number ones of their fields. "Lose?" Li Shiyu muttered to himself. At this moment, five more figures appeared on the arena stage, dressed in the average cadet¡¯s green uniform. It was the five representatives of the New Cadet Regiment here to participate in the physical skillsbat showdown. Through the screen, Li Shiyu stared at the cocky punk who was standing with his arms crossed on the stage. His initially handsome face instantly became dark and foreboding, as he bit out word by word, "If that punk loses, I will make him pay the price." Thetent energy spurring gene agent S-modification that he had just developed recently ¡ª didn¡¯t it just happen to becking some human experimental candidates? Perhaps Li Yingjie would be a suitable experiment subject. At this moment, Li Yingjie, who had his chin lifted up defiantly, suddenly felt a chill pass through his body. He could not help but shiver, causing Luo Lang beside him to nce at him disapprovingly, "You¡¯re afraid now?" Li Yingjie red at Luo Lang, and shot back, "Who¡¯s afraid? There was just a gust of cold wind earlier ..." Cold wind? Luo Lang looked around at this fully enclosedbat hall with not a single gap for air flow ¡ª the temperature forever maintained at 20 degrees by the thermostat. In this ce where not a trace of wind could be created ... a cold wind? Who was he trying to fool? Luo Lang sniffed and rolled his eyes, no longer paying any mind to the cowardly Li Yingjie beside him. He had originally thought that the always cocky Li Yingjie did not know what fear was, but the other was unexpectedly just a tiger in a cave ¡ª only cocksure and domineering in its own den. Luo Lang¡¯s sniff clearly revealed his true opinion, which caused Li Yingjie¡¯splexion to flush and pale erratically. He wished dearly that he could grab hold of the other¡¯s cor and yell in his face: What the hell are you sniffing for?! Everything this bro has said is the truth! There really had been a st of cold wind, or else why would this bro shiver? Unfortunately, reality did not permit Li Yingjie to do so. He could only suppress the urge to right this misunderstanding and put aside his shame for now. In his heart, he decided that he must obtain victory in the fighting ring ¡ª he would use reality to tell Luo Lang that he, Li Yingjie, had never been afraid of the opponent before. These things that happened on the stage could not be observed clearly by the spectating students. All they could see was a pretty youth and a prideful youth bending their heads close to exchange a few words, and then move apart again to stand still, patiently waiting for the referee the school administration had assigned to appear. The military academy permitted wagering on fights, whether official or personal. The only difference was that, official fight wagers would be officiated over by the academy¡¯s referee, while personal fight wagers would not involve the academy in any way. Still, both types of wagering had one restriction ¡ª no deaths could be incurred. If an incident of death urred, the academy would dispatch a team to investigate. And if the offending side was discovered to have killed with intent, the student or organisation which had intentionally caused the death would be mercilessly court-martialled and tried under the full force of thew. The most severe punishment possible naturally being the death penalty. Thus, even if there was discord or conflict among the cadets which was carried over into their wagers, the wagers would typically not result in any deaths. Of course, cases where the perpetrator intended to die along with their victim were not included in this. The fight wager between the two factions, Leiting and the New Cadet Regiment, was an official fight wager, which was why a referee from the academy would be present. This official wager was the result of agreement on both sides, because both sides were afraid that the other party would go back on their word. Mind you, the results of an official fight wager were guaranteed by the academy. The moment the results were out, the wager would have to be fulfilled. Even if one party regretted the wager after the fact and wanted to renege on it, the other party could request for the school administration to step in and forcefully carry out the terms of the wager. Leiting was determined to obtain the New Cadet Regiment. In order to ensure nothing went wrong, they would certainly choose an official fight wager. Meanwhile, the New Cadet Regiment had simr concerns, so, without any objection, the wager this time naturally became an official fight wager. ******** "Shiyu, look. That youth by your younger cousin brother¡¯s side is so pretty, just like a girl. Is he participating as well?" The baby-faced youth seemed exasperated at the sheer ipetence on disy, "Heavens, does the New Cadet Regiment not have anyone else? Actually sending out such a delicate youth to fight ... how could they bear to do so 2 ?" Right then, Li Shiyu tooid eyes on Luo Lang¡¯s appearance, and he was instantly stunned. Another face floated into his mind¡¯s eye ¡ª different, yet equally beautiful ¡ª no, that other face was even lovelier than the face of this youth before him, so beautiful that it almost felt as if it should not appear in the human world ... Li Shiyu¡¯s heart abruptly spasmed violently ¡ª was this the reason why the heavens was unwilling to give his eldest cousin brother a healthy body? Because he did not belong to thismon world to begin with, and needed to be reimed? No, I will not allow it! Even if I have to fight against the heavens, I will keep Brother Mn here! Li Shiyu gripped the frame of the screen tightly, his fingers locked around it, savouring the pain travelling up through his fingers. It was as if this was the only way to soothe the wrenching pain in his heart. It was precisely due to this unbearable pain that he had chosen a different path without any regrets. Even if he would lose the inheritance rights to the Li family because of this, he would not regret it. A crisp "Crack!" rang out ¡ª a piece of the screen¡¯s frame had actually been shattered by Li Shiyu¡¯s iron grip. Baby-face instantly jumped up and rushed over, taking Li Shiyu¡¯s hand in his even as he bemoaned, "Heavens, my points ..." Although this box was theirs by right for the year, anything inside that was destroyed would still needed to be paid for. Chapter 246: What Virtues Or Abilities Have You? Chapter 246: What Virtues Or Abilities Have You? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Baby-face carefully looked over Li Shiyu¡¯s fingers. Discovering no wounds, he instantly released a relieved sigh. If Li Shiyu¡¯s hands were at all damaged, he would definitely be dismembered by the senior colonel instructors of the military medical research branch of the medical faculty, and be made into a specimen to be experimented on. Mind you, Li Shiyu was a gem in the hearts of all the instructors in the military medical research specialization. All the instructors wanted to take in Li Shiyu as their own true disciple. There had even been arge battle fought previously over the matter ... In the end, the head of the military medical research branch Major General Qi had been unable to take it any longer, and hade out to dere Li Shiyu as the shared disciple of all the instructors; only then did the fighting stop. This was also one of the reasons why Li Shiyu was so exceptional in his specialization. Seeing the worry on his friend¡¯s face, Li Shiyu¡¯s heart was moved. He took his hand back and said sheepishly, "Yun Xiu, I¡¯m fine!" "That¡¯s good then. What happened earlier that made you so angry?" asked Yun Xiu curiously. What exactly had triggered Li Shiyu? Li Shiyu looked towards Yun Xiu, and sighed softly, "You still remember the grand armed melee that year? And that I wasn¡¯t in the school then?" Yun Xiu remembered, nodded and said, "Yes, back then I hadmented that it was such a shame you had to miss it! Otherwise you could have already had a chance to cross blows with your younger cousin brother." Then, recalling how Li Shiyu had changed when he had returned, his tone became regretful as he said, "I had originally thought that you would apply for the mecha piloting specialization in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. But unexpectedly, when you came back, you suddenly told me you wanted to be a military doctor! Until now, I still cannot understand it ..." At this point of his recollection, Yun Xiu¡¯s face was filled with confusion. Even now he still wanted to understand why, after just leaving for a brief stint of half a month, Li Shiyu had returned withpletely different dreams and goals. Even more so since Li Shiyu had been given the cold shoulder due to his decision. The second year after he chose to be a military doctor, Li Shiyu gained a newborn younger brother ¡ª this move by Li Shiyu¡¯s parents was proof that he had been abandoned by them 1 . This was because for one to be the family head of the Li family, one had to be the strongest mecha operator within the Li family. Thus, Li Shiyu¡¯s decision was a clear deration that he was voluntarily giving up in the fight to be the first inheritor for the position of family head. If Li Shiyu truly had no talent in mecha piloting, Yun Xiu would definitely have supported his good friend¡¯s decision. But the fact was that Li Shiyu¡¯s talent in mecha piloting was very high. In these four years in the military academy, Li Shiyu had put his full effort into medical research, only using the bare minimum required by the military academy to train in mecha control. But despite that, Li Shiyu still had no difficulty in advancing to the early stages of advanced mecha warrior ¡ª it was clear to see how talented Li Shiyu actually was in mecha piloting. Every time this thought crossed his mind, Yun Xiu wouldment the waste on behalf of his good friend. In the face of his good friend¡¯s questioning, Li Shiyu only pursed his lips, but did not reply. However, due to his good friend¡¯s reminder, the incident that year appeared once more in the forefront of his mind ... That was when he had just reached the 10th year in the scout academy. He and his parents had been busy preparing for his application to the mecha piloting specialization in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy ... but it was at this time when his grandfather, the current family head of the Li family, had suggested that he go visit his eldest cousin brother Li Mn. Ever since his eldest cousin brother had gone to Azure, he had never once returned to Doha. 10 years¡¯ time did not make Li Shiyu forget about his eldest cousin brother. Rather, with the passing of time, after bing numb to the cold ruthlessness of the Li family members as they fought among themselves for power and authority, the memory of the unique warm aura of his cousin was almost stark in contrast, engraved even more deeply into his heart. Thus, when his grandfather had suggested he take a vacation to visit his eldest cousin brother on Azure, he had dly agreed. However, he could not have known that this visit would end up changing his entire life ... Li Shiyu recalled that pale face on that sickbed, those dull-coloured lips, that limp person halfid up on the bed ... Still, that person had smiled so warmly at him ¡ª his smile so pure and clean, without any trace of resentment. His eldest cousin brother was not oblivious to the Li family¡¯s machinations, but he was still living without a care. His eldest cousin brother¡¯s stamina was already very weak, unable to support speech for too long. Li Shiyu remembered how short the meeting with his cousin had been ¡ª only a brief ten or so minutes. During that time, his eldest cousin brother had not said anything about their family, only mentioning some of his own insights, such as how one should observe more, listen more, learn more, and think more ¡ª only then would one be able to see things clearer and project their thoughts further. Or, for example, how one should not blindly judge an incident or a person, for some incidents and people were not as simple as they appeared ¡ª how considering things from a few more angles would perhaps yield some new discovery. In the end, he had also said that the hardest things for people were tolerance and eptance, especially when it came to some friends and rtives. Sometimes, if they made a mistake, one should not be so quick to heap on the me ¡ª instead, give the other a chance to right the wrong. Sometimes, taking a step back may yield even better results ... he had said with augh that, Li Yingjie, for example, who seemed so arrogant and bossy, was actually a good person at heart. Treat him with a bit more patience, and one may see more bright gleams of goodness and something different. Though Li Shiyu had felt that these words were a little strange, as if his eldest cousin brother had been trying to hint at something, he had not thought much of it back then. He had just listened quietly as his cousin spoke, greedily absorbing more of the other¡¯s warmth 2 . This was something the Li family in Doha could not provide, so he was hungry for it. Only when he had seen the sweat pouring from his eldest cousin brother¡¯s forehead from the strain did he bid farewell and depart very reluctantly. On the journey home, he settled down and contemted those words his eldest cousin brother had said, and found something off about them. It was as if his eldest cousin brother had been trying to guide him ¡ª back then, he had already been suspicious, wondering why his eldest cousin brother would say all this ... Only when he returned to Doha and met his grandfather, who then told him personally that in future, his eldest cousin brother¡¯s role would be on his shoulders, did hee to a shocked realisation. His grandfather had sent him to visit his eldest cousin brother, not for any so-called kinship bonding, but for the purpose of letting his visit be an announcement to his cousin on the Li family¡¯s decision. He was the candidate the Li family had selected to rece his eldest cousin brother as inheritor ... Li Shiyu was immediately consumed with regret. Due to his ignorance, his idiocy, his dim-wittedness ¡ª he had actually hurt his beloved eldest cousin brother by his own hand. He also hated the Li family¡¯s heartlessness. His eldest cousin brother¡¯s body was already so weak, and they had still given him such a heavy mental blow at this time ¡ª they had never intended for his eldest cousin brother to get better, hoping instead that he would just go ahead and die from the shock for their own ease of mind. Yes, his eldest cousin brother was very intelligent! The moment he had seen him, his cousin had already understood what the Li family had decided. His eldest cousin brother had not reacted with resentment or rage, but had instead done all he could as an elder, giving his younger brother some advice and guidance, entrusting his hopes to him ... In his heartache, Li Shiyu rejoiced that he had left the Li family early on to enter the scout academy, thus saved from bing cold-blooded like the rest of the Li family members. He directly refused his grandfather¡¯s arrangement, and said that, since the Li family had given up on his eldest cousin brother, then he would be the one to build his eldest cousin brother¡¯s future! The Li family people would no longer be allowed to interfere in his eldest cousin brother¡¯s life! As for the matter of the Li family inheritor, since Li Yingjie was interested, then they should just let Li Yingjie do it. Yes, he disdained the position of Li family inheritor ¡ª he did not value this cold-blooded Li family. He had long thought before that when he grew up to be someone strong enough to stand on his own, he would take his eldest cousin brother out of the Li family, the two of thempletely cutting ties with this cold-blooded and heartless Li family 3 . His grandfather had not been angered by his words. Instead, he asked him with a sneer ¡ª what was he basing his words on? If he became the family head, he might perhaps still be able to give Li Mn a better life, otherwise, everything was just empty talk ¡ª he would not be able to give his cousin anything. Subsequently, his grandfather had listed out the total fees of all the various consultations, medications, and high-grade medicinal agents spent on his eldest cousin brother all this while to Li Shiyu. To maintain Li Mn¡¯s life, it was impossible without several million credits. If Li Mn had not been a direct descendant of the main branch, so the Li family had borne the costs, he would have long died from illness on Azure. The Li family had already done more than enough for Li Mn. Now, they could not let the average Li Mn continue to be the first inheritor, making the Li family theughingstock of the top elite families. This was the true opinion of a family head. Li Shiyu had been very disappointed ¡ª he had thought that his grandfather had truly loved his eldest cousin brother, only sending him to the distant Azure to protect him, distancing him from the cruel struggles within the main camp of the Li family. Reality proved that he had been too idealistic. There was no such thing as kinship and blood rtion within the Li family; profit was the only thing tying parents and siblings together ¡ª there was only calction, and using one another. Perhaps his grandfather had simply not wanted to keep seeing this disgrace of the Li family, thus sending eldest cousin brother so far away for his own peace of mind. Li Shiyu was sad and indignant, reflexively wanting to fight back with barbed words. But when the words came to his lips, he recalled those words his eldest cousin brother had said to him back at Azure, that he should learn to tolerate ... Yes, if he became at odds with his grandfather, and let his parents know his true thoughts, it might end up harming his eldest cousin brother. Li Shiyu knew very well how ruthless his parents could be with their methods. Once they found out that his eldest cousin brother was the reason why he had refused to be the first inheritor, they might very likely employ dirty means to eliminate the problem. This was not something he wished to see; he did not want his eldest cousin brother to be harmed any further due to him. Thus, Li Shiyu was silent. He only said that he would return and think about it. His grandfather had looked at him contemtively ¡ª that one nce almost making him think he had been seen through ¡ª but his grandfather had not said anything on it. He had only informed him that he still had a year¡¯s time to consider, but once he began schooling at the military academy, that would be the final deadline. As he left, his grandfather had also reminded him that he coulde discuss things over with him whenever he had the time. The words ¡¯discuss things over¡¯ were said with especial emphasis; Li Shiyu understood the hidden meaning behind his grandfather¡¯s words. If he agreed to ept the position of first inheritor, his grandfather would be willing to pay some price, such as continuing to pay for Li Mn¡¯s medical expenses for a while longer or something. Li Shiyu thought for a very long time after returning to the scout academy. He had also considered his grandfather¡¯s suggestion ¡ª to be the family head, and then hold up the sky for his eldest cousin brother 4 , allowing him to live securely under his wing ... Yet, Li Shiyu could not fool himself. By the time he truly obtained the rights of family head, it would be thirty to forty yearster at least, while his eldest cousin brother¡¯s body did not seem like it could hold out for so long. Only by finding the best doctors in the Federation as soon as possible, the best medicine, the best resources, would he have any hope of extending his eldest cousin brother¡¯s life. Li Shiyu did not hope for his eldest cousin brother to die young. Right now, the human lifespan was already infinitely close to 200 years ¡ª he wished that his cousin would at least live beyond 150 years ... to achieve this goal, he could only find a way to heal his eldest cousin brother as soon as possible. At present, what Li Shiyu wanted, he did not have, so it was impossible to rely on any outside power. As for the Li family, his grandfather had already spoken. The Li family had already done their duty by his eldest cousin brother ¡ª the age of maturity in the Federation was 20; the Li family would only support him till then. After that, they would no longer continue to pay for those massive medical fees of his eldest cousin brother. ording to his grandfather¡¯s words, since he would be an adult then, he should be fully responsible for himself. This meant that there could only be one path before him. Four yearster, he needed to possess arge amount of credits, enough to rece the Li family¡¯s role in supporting his cousin¡¯s exorbitant medical fees. However, at that time, he would still only be a cadet, so he would never be able to afford it. Moreover, the Li family would only give Li family descendants the necessary credits for daily living, not a credit more. Before maturity, even if they earned any credits, those credits would be imed by the Li family ounts ¡ª he would not see a single bit of it. For those few days, he was gued with worry, with no mind at all to bother with anything else around him. Even though the 10th grade had been beaten so soundly by the 7th grade that they did not dare to lift their heads, he had not noticed. Every day, he was thinking about his and his eldest cousin brother¡¯s future. Just when he was at his wit¡¯s end and was preparing himself to lower his head and negotiate with his grandfather, an application brochure from the military academy illuminated a path for him. The military academy not only had mecha piloting, but countless other specializations as well, and one of them was the military medical research specialization which was held in very high esteem by the military. Meanwhile, military doctors were definitely the best among the Federation doctors. As such, they had the opportunity to work with medicinal agents that had been secretly formted by the Federation. In particr, there were certain forbidden medicines that only top-level military doctors could ess. Therefore, instead of begging others for medicinal agents and resources, he might as well be a top-level military doctor himself and earn the right to take those medicines and resources. Li Shiyu¡¯s gaze had sparkled; he had finally found a path by which he could save his eldest cousin brother. Li Shiyu did not rush. He immediately went home and had a sincere talk with his grandfather. When he had told the other of his decision, he remembered his grandfather asking him if he would ever regret it. Li Shiyu remembered that he had smiled as he replied, saying that he did not want to be a puppet controlled by power and profit. He was not heartless enough to abandon his own blood brothers ... and since that was the case, he would follow his heart. He would not regret it. When he bid farewell to his grandfather, he could vaguely hear his grandfather muttering these words: Li Mn, what virtues or abilities have you 5 ... Chapter 247: Wager! Chapter 247: Wager! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Right at that moment, a human figure slowly walked onto the stage. That person was about 30 years old and was dressed in the alternating blue-white military uniform of the Federation. He had a handsome face and a stately build ¡ª by simply standing on the stage, he drew everyone¡¯s eye. "Ah, the referee is here." The person¡¯s age and military uniform which differed from the cadets clearly marked him as the referee sent by the academy. "Heavens, the referee the school sent is actually Colonel Tang Yu 1 !" When an eagle-eyed student noticed who the referee on the stage was, he could not help but yell out in shock. "What?! Colonel Tang Yu, that ace instructor who cultivated the Thunder King, the number one in the school?" As the news spread among the students, even those who had not known Colonel Tang Yu before this also began eximing in awe. Mind you, Colonel Tang Yu was the strongest among the instructors of mecha piloting ¡ª it was rumoured that he was already an ace operator. Besides that, in one of the teams he led, which had 6 students in total, the Thunder King was just a half-step away from advancing to ace status, while the other five in the team had all sessfully advanced to special-ss operator. Undoubtedly, he was the superstar ace instructor of the military academy ¡ª rumour had it that after he was done mentoring this batch of students till their 4th year, he would be able to mentor a new batch of 2nd years starting next year. Perhaps Colonel Tang Yu had willingly taken on the role of referee just so he could take a look at the abilities of this year¡¯s intake? After all, these people could be his students of tomorrow ... of course, it was even more likely that he had already begun taking in students, so perhaps this wagered fight was also an assessment of Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s for the new cadets? All of the senior students stared enviously at the five freshmen standing on the stage. Even if these students were defeated in this fight, as long as they performed decently and caught Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s eye, their futures would be immeasurable. It had to be said that this year¡¯s freshmen were just too lucky. The mecha instructors of the military academy did not mentor their personal students up till the 6th year, typically only mentoring them till their 3rd year. As the freshmen were focused on their physical conditioning for the first year, busy building up the proper foundations, the mecha instructors would only take in students beginning from the second year. After mentoring them to the 4th year, their focused mentorship would end. Since the 5th and 6th year students were basically in the process of prepping for graduation, they typically had two options. One, was to go join some adventuring groups on some intergctic adventuring mission to increase their own real-world battle experience; the other, was to enter the armed forces directly and begin an internship. Of course, those who chose the second option were all the best the school had to offer, typically already being noticed in their 4th year for their exceptional performance. By their 5th year, the military division which had its eye on them would issue them an internship offer letter and take them away ... Of course, those 4th year students who performed well this year were pretty much all aiming for the newly established 23rd Division ¡ª not because they would have more opportunity to shine in a new division, but because themander of the 23rd Division was one of the twelve god-ss operators of the Federation, General Ling Xiao. He was the idol of all the cadets ¡ª the Thunder King was rushing so much to advance to ace operator this year precisely because he wanted General Ling Xiao to know of his existence. With that, he would have a chance to be noticed by the other and obtain that precious internship offer letter. An internship offer letter did not mean that one would be able to remain at that division at the end of the 2-year internship, but as long as one performed within eptable standards, one would normally not be dismissed by the division. At this time, seeing the appearance of Colonel Tang Yu, those within the boxes frowned. Anyone with a brain could tell that the academy¡¯s arrangements this time seemed to hint at some deeper intent. Only Yun Xiu in Li Shiyu¡¯s box continued to fret obliviously, "With Colonel Tang Yu as referee, won¡¯t he be biased towards Leiting? After all, the Thunder King Qiao Ting is his favoured disciple." Li Shiyu instantly rolled his eyes at his friend at these words, having no desire at all to even respond. However, this somewhat moronic question of Yun Xiu¡¯s had pulled him out of his memories. Even though his mood remained solemn and heavy, he was no longer caught up in the past. As a result of these few years of research, Li Shiyu was increasingly confident that he would be able to take over his eldest cousin brother¡¯s medical expenses before his rite of passage to adulthood. These past few years, the research studies Li Shiyu had participated in had all yielded tremendous results ¡ª besides one forbidden medicine that was restricted for military use, the yields of the other studies could be generalised for public use. As such, to reward him, the academy had given Li Shiyu many awards, which included arge sum of credits. Back then, Li Shiyu had already told his instructors of his personal situation back home, so these credits were currently stored within the ounts of those instructors. Of course, the greatest profit was not the school¡¯s reward, but the sale of his patent rights. After learning of Li Shiyu¡¯s situation, during the forging of the contract with the manufacturer, his instructor had specially requested for the main researcher Li Shiyu to not be directly reimbursed with credits, instead asking forpany shares of equivalent value. The interest gained from those shares every year was clearly stipted to be transferred into Li Shiyu¡¯s ount once he became an adult. Li Shiyu was overjoyed by this oue; he was filled with gratitude towards that instructor. This would undoubtedly give him a long-term steady source of ie, helping him eliminate future worries. Seeing Li Shiyu¡¯s face recover from its pained expression, Yun Xiu let out an internal sigh of relief. He had not expected that his thoughtless question on why Li Shiyu had changed his mind to study military medicine would cause his good friend so much pain. His twisted expression had let Yun Xiu know without words that Li Shiyu must have encountered some painful event back then. Yun Xiu could not help but regret his rashness and try to do something to fix things. When he saw Colonel Tang Yu step onto the stage, an idea sparked and he had immediately blurted an extremely stupid question to draw Li Shiyu¡¯s attention. Now, it looked like his ploy had been quite effective ¡ª Li Shiyu had really returned from his memories, and his expression was now much more natural. As a cadet, Yun Xiu naturally knew that all the instructors of the military academy were righteous military men. They would never do such an obviously biased thing, and Colonel Tang Yu, who was especially widelyuded for being upstanding, was even more unlikely to do such a thing. ******** Within the Wuji box 2 , seeing Colonel Tang Yu step onto the stage, Li Lanfeng and the others also made sounds of shock and surprise. Who would have expected this great god to appear on such a small arena stage ...? Li Lanfeng¡¯s hand which was holding his drink jerked. He could not help but look towards the five representatives of the New Cadet Regiment, a trace of pensiveness in his gaze. Among these people of the New Cadet Regiment, which one was it that had such formidable backing, able to affect the typical style of the military academy? Even the top elite family, the Li family, did not have the capability. Even if the Li family could influence the decision of the president of the Federation, they would not be able to budge the Federation military. And since the military academy was part of the military system, even the president would not be able to order the military academy around ... A small smile appeared on Li Lanfeng¡¯s lips as he thought: How interesting, looks like this fight of Leiting¡¯s won¡¯t be as easy as they thought! ******** The moment Colonel Tang Yu was on the stage, he coughed loudly, and the initial furore caused by the colonel¡¯s appearance instantly died down. Colonel Tang Yu smiled faintly and then said, "Today, I will be the referee for this fight between the New Cadet Regiment and Leiting. I will judge fairly ording to the rules. If there is any dissatisfaction with the results, or anyints on my decisions as referee, you may request an arbitration with the arbitrationmittee of the academy ..." That said, Tang Yu nced at the five representatives of both sides. Seeing the steady expressions on both sides, he nodded slightly, approving at the quality of the representatives chosen. He continued to say, "This fight is best three of five, to be fought by five representatives from each side. To ensure fairness, the five participating representatives are not announced beforehand. One minute before the fight begins, the leader of each team is to submit the name list 3 of the representatives participating in the fight to me. Remember ¡ª once the name list is in my hands, no more changes are allowed, or else the side which makes any changes will be immediately considered to forfeit." Seeing both sides nod in understanding, Tang Yu continued, "One more thing. There is a wager on this fight as agreed by both sides. Before the fighting begins, the wager needs to be stated clearly. The school rules dictate that the contents of the wager shall not go against anything expressly forbidden by the military academy ..." At this point of his speech, Tang Yu paused, his cold gaze shing like a knife across the faction members of both sides seated on the spectating tform, causing those people to feel a shiver in their hearts. Those students who were slightly weaker actually felt cold sweat break out all over their bodies. "As Leiting is the challenger, please enter your wager into the military academy mainframe." Tang Yu indicated for the Leiting Mecha n to submit their wager into the mainframe. Very quickly, on therge screen behind the arena stage, the contents of the wager was disyed. It was very simple, only one sentence. The contents of the wager read: If Leiting wins, all members of the New Cadet Regiment shall collectively join Leiting! The appearance of this wager made all the spectators break out into amotion once more. Even the audience within the boxes could no longer keep theirposure, overwhelmed with surprise. "Why this wager? Isn¡¯t Leiting very particr about the quality of their members? Why do they want to take the entire group? Could it be that there¡¯s some secret about the New Cadet Regiment that we do not know?" All the leading people of the various factions began to cry out ¡ª they could not believe what they were seeing. They had initially believed that Leiting would request for the New Cadet Regiment to disband, and then aim to absorb a portion of the more talented new cadets into Leiting. They would then be able to take advantage of the chaos while the members of the New Cadet Regiment were still filled with anger and hate at Leiting to snatch away a portion of the talented new cadets. However, this wager of Leiting¡¯s threw all their ideal calctions out of the window. Leiting¡¯s method of taking the whole pot for themselves without sharing a single errant drop made them extremely dissatisfied. In the Wuji box, Han Yu and the others were simrly shocked beyond belief. He and Wei Ji shared baffled nces, the confusion evident on their faces. They reflexively looked towards Li Lanfeng, hoping he would be able to give them an answer. Although they were extremely apprehensive of Li Lanfeng, they still believed fully in Li Lanfeng¡¯s analytical abilities. Many times when they were unable to figure things out, Li Lanfeng could strike right at the heart of the matter 4 . Li Lanfeng met their gazes and opened his mouth to say, "I too do not know why Leiting would do this. But I¡¯m certain that the New Cadet Regiment must have something that Leiting values." Han Yu and Wei Ji nodded; they knew enough to figure this out for themselves. "In the previous period of time, the major factions were all working on deciphering the data of the entrance evaluations of the new cadets. I wonder if Leiting has obtained that info." Li Lanfeng did not draw things out, inly stating his thoughts to the two. It was not that Li Lanfeng did not want to keep things to himself, but he knew that, even if he said nothing, Han Yu and Wei Ji would still have been able to think of this after a few days at thetest. In that case, he might as well be frank, to better give the other two the impression that he really had nothing to hide from the two of them. Moreover, the most important secret was still in his hands. This little bit of trivial news ¡ª Li Lanfeng truly did not consider it anything of real worth. Chapter 248: Luo Lang Fights! Chapter 248: Luo Lang Fights! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Could it be that the results of this batch of students are all pretty good? Even if there are some who are a bit weaker, in order not to waste anything, they decided to take in everyone?" mused Han Yu, following the logical flow of Li Lanfeng¡¯sment. Wei Ji said in agreement, "This New Cadet Regiment is from Doha, with most of the students from Doha¡¯s Central Scout Academy. Their abilities won¡¯t be too far off the mark. Taking all of them in, Leiting would not lose anything. But I suspect this matter will not be that simple ... could it be some scheme of Leiting¡¯s? His objective may not be the entire New Cadet Regiment, but a particr person within the New Cadet Regiment. However, in consideration that that person may be proud and unruly, he decided he might as well take in the whole lot?" Wei Ji raised another possibility. "That aberrant Zhang Jing-an mentioned?" eximed Han Yu, as ifing to some realisation, his eyes shining. That aberrant, who Zhang Jing-an was afraid of, would most certainly not be someone easy to bring to heel. Perhaps Leiting was afraid that if they targeted him alone, the aberrant might not have any reservations, thus ending up like that 4th year genius mecha modifier, stubborn to the end, still unwilling to submit even now. Perhaps after that experience, Leiting had chosen to change their methods. By taking in the entire group, that aberrant would have no choice but to consider hispanions beside him, and thus lower his head and submit. "A feint! Certainly a great strategy!" sighed Han Yu, a trace of admiration in his gaze, "Even if Qiao Ting isn¡¯t around, the vice regimentmander Lin Zhidong is not someone to cross." A faction could notst for long by relying on one person¡¯s strength alone. Leiting had been able to remain as the top faction in the military academy for so many consecutive years due to the exceptional vice regimentmanders it had, especially the adviser Lin Zhidong. Although this first vice regimentmander was not from the strategy specialization, he was no less capable than those of the specialization. Li Lanfeng did not refute the two¡¯s suppositions, merely nodding in agreement as he smiled softly. However, the gazes of the four were then drawn once more by the stage, for the representative of the New Cadet Regiment had emerged. It was the public regimentmander Wu Jiong. He had been the one to step up and ept the wager with Leiting, as well as raise their own conditions for the wager. If by any chance the Leiting Mecha n lost, then they would have to be responsible for the safety of the New Cadet Regiment for the next two years. This meant that, in those two years¡¯ time, if some other faction challenged the New Cadet Regiment, all the fights would be the Leiting Mecha n¡¯s responsibility. This wager would in fact indirectly make the entire Leiting Mecha n into the fighters and protectors of the New Cadet Regiment, but inparison with Leiting¡¯s wager, the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s wager was not that unreasonable. Since Leiting wanted to consume the entire New Cadet Regiment, the New Cadet Regiment naturally could also request Leiting to be their helpers. Besides, the New Cadet Regiment did not have ill intentions ¡ª they only stated a period of two years, leaving Leiting no way to refuse. As expected, the vice regimentmanders of Leiting very quickly agreed to the terms after a brief discussion. After all, Leiting too did not want the other factions to covet the promising New Cadet Regiment. If Leiting lost by any chance, this would ensure the cadets would not be taken in by any other faction in the uing two years. And two yearster, Leiting would have another chance to consume the New Cadet Regiment. Therefore, this wager had no downsides from Leiting¡¯s perspective. When Colonel Tang Yu dered that the wager was established, the upper ranks of all the factions could not help but sigh. With this, even if the New Cadet Regiment won by a fluke, they could do nothing within the next two years. No matter how tempting the regiment was, they could only watch without doing anything, because they still did not have the guts to go up against the Leiting Mecha n ... At this time, they could not help but exim in admiration at the strategic thinking of the New Cadet Regiment,ing up with a wager that Leiting could not refuse. Whether they won or lost, the New Cadet Regiment would still obtain the protection of therge tree of Leiting ¡ª it was all just a matter of duration. After the wager was agreed upon, all the representatives of the Leiting Mecha n and the New Cadet Regiment walked off the stage, to await the start of the first match. Colonel Tang Yu had already mentioned the rules of the fight. For each match, both sides would have five minutes¡¯ time to arrange things. Within those five minutes, each side must decide the candidate for their team. If they did not submit a name within the given time, the referee would give the victory to the opposing side. Walking off the stage, Ling Lan looked pensively at the people on Leiting¡¯s side. Earlier on the stage, she had secretly evaluated those people¡¯s skill level, and had a rough idea of their capabilities in her mind. However, other than herself who could beat anyone handily, it would be a little risky for Qi Long and the others ... Ling Lan furrowed her brow slightly, beginning to consider the order they would use for the arena fights. This time, Ling Lan had chosen Qi Long, Wu Jiong, Luo Lang, Li Yingjie, and herself to be the fighting representatives. Originally, she had wanted to see how the opponent would send out their candidates before making her final arrangements. However, Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s speech threw her ns out. Concealing the name list before announcing it at the final moment made Ling Lan lose all direction. "Boss, have you forgotten that you still have me?" Just when Ling Lan was fretting, Little Four began making a ruckus moodily inside the mindspace. Of course he was moody ¡ª why did Boss always forget his existence during these critical moments? It should be known that he was the best cheating device! "Fie fie fie, what was that random thought just now? I, Little Four, am a youth of five virtues 1 ¡ª I would never do such a tasteless thing as cheating," said Little Four, happily justifying his own actions and twisting words, "We are fighting a great battle of information! Taking the initiative by procuring information on the opponent is the bedrock of sess ¡ª all of this is just the means in service to this ultimate end! History shall be written by the victors!" Little Four had recently be addicted to military stories; who knew where he had stolen this particr block of text from ... Little Four was still throwing words around to extol the virtues of his behaviour, while Ling Lan¡¯s eyes had lit up at Little Four¡¯s timely interruption. That¡¯s right! How had she forgotten that Little Four was a god of the virtual world? If she wanted to know the name list the opponent had set, wasn¡¯t it just a simple matter? Her only hope was that the opponent would not choose to key in their selection at thest second. Otherwise, even if Little Four could obtain the information, she still would not have the time to enter her own selection. Little Four had finally re-established his own self-image, soothing his soul, and he immediately sensed Ling Lan¡¯s concerns. In response, he said disdainfully, "With me, Little Four, around, would you still need to enter it manually? You only need to think of the name in your head, and I, Little Four, will be able to instantaneously send it over ..." Such a simple matter ¡ª why did his boss have to worry so much? Wasn¡¯t this just making light of his, Little Four¡¯s, abilities? Little Four could not help but pout in silent protest of Ling Lan¡¯sck of faith in him. Seeing this demeanour of Little Four¡¯s, Ling Lan¡¯s heart settled. In a great mood, she kneaded Little Four¡¯s face inside the mindspace,ughing loudly as she said, "Good. Little Four, I leave this matter to you." Only within the mindspace would Ling Lanugh so unreservedly. The smile behind theugh made Little Four lose focus ... Boo hoo hoo, why did the charm of Boss¡¯s smile seem to have increased limitlessly once more? Thinking of this, Little Four once again reaffirmed that it was safer for Boss to remain ckfaced. Otherwise, even though he was a god in the virtual world, he would be reduced to a puddle of goo by his Boss¡¯s smile ... Little Four abruptly recalled that he seemed to have very low resistance against Daddy Ling Xiao¡¯s smile too ¡ª could it be that smiles were his fatal weakness? At this thought, Little Four suddenly felt a sense of danger invade his heart. This was because he remembered that intelligent bio-entities could not be found to have any obvious weaknesses, otherwise they would be recalled for repurposing. Little Four shiftily looked around, and finding no other intelligent bio-entities in the area, only then did he rx. He pounded his chest ¡ª luckily he was not in the Mandora star system right now, so no other intelligent bio-entity had observed his abnormality. Little Four had barely settled from his fright when Ling Lan came up with another question. Even though she may know the skill levels of those people, she had no way to match the person to the name on the opponent¡¯s name list. Little Four became absorbed by Ling Lan¡¯s question instantly, forgetting his earlier fright. When he figured out what his boss was worried about this time, he could not help but roll his eyes contemptuously at his boss. D*mmit, and he had thought what kind of difficult problem his boss had now ... it turned out to be such a small matter! Very swiftly, the named datasheets of the Leiting representatives appeared in Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace, along with a 3D rendition of their appearance. Ling Lan quickly matched the people to their names ¡ª now, the moment the opponent entered the names, Ling Lan would be able to tell which level their physical skills were at, and make the appropriate counter. With this, Ling Lan¡¯s mind was greatly eased. Ling Lan was prepared once more to mimic Tianji¡¯s horse racing ¡ª sending out the fighters on her side strategically ording to the strength level of the opponent. As long as they won three matches in the end, the New Cadet Regiment would have the right to their own freedom! "Boss, the opponent¡¯s name list is out!" Little Four yelled out in the mindspace, and then the opponent¡¯s fighting order and corresponding image were disyed in Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. "D*mmit, actually starting off with the third strongest. Looks like the opponent is also guarding against this strategy of mine, actively working to win thispetition." Ling Lan could not help but frown as she read over the other¡¯s name list; the opponent had indeed dealt a good hand. Ling Lan turned to look at herpanions beside her, and her gaze finallynded on Luo Lang. "Luo Lang, get ready to fight!" "Yes, Boss!" Luo Lang¡¯s pretty face lighted up ¡ª he had not expected Boss to send him up for the very first match. Meanwhile, seeing that Ling Lan had chosen Luo Lang, without waiting for her to give the order, Little Four instantly sent Luo Lang¡¯s name to the referee Tang Yu. Observing Luo Lang¡¯s excited expression, Ling Lan had no choice but to be a wet nket and calm him down a little. With a stern expression, she said, "The opponent is a master at the peak of early stage Qi-Jin, while you have just entered Qi-Jin. The Qi-Jin in your body has not settled yet, and so is unsuitable for a hard confrontation. Draw things out to start, and then figure something out after you¡¯ve gotten used to the pace." Ling Lan had chosen Luo Lang because Luo Lang currently needed a tough fight to help him stabilise his realm of first level early stage Qi-Jin. This was also why Ling Lan had not gone up first to just win the match. Even as she ensured the final victory would be theirs, Ling Lan hoped for herpanions to improve through the fights. Ling Lan knew her arrangement might cause Luo Lang to suffer a tough fight, perhaps even being beaten very badly; however, for the sake of herpanions¡¯ growth, she needed to harden her heart. Sometimes, losing was not a disgrace, but a type of progress. "Understood, Boss!" Luo Lang nodded his pretty head seriously, showing that he had heard her advice. Right at this moment, the five minutes ran out. Colonel Tang Yu shouted from the stage, "Leiting Mecha n vs New Cadet Regiment ¡ª first round matchup: 5th year Qi Ya against 1st year Luo Lang." Chapter 249: Still a Little Ways Off! Chapter 249: Still a Little Ways Off! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Luo Lang took in a deep breath. Although he knew the opponent was stronger than him, Luo Lang did not want to give up just like that ¡ª he wanted to help Boss out. Even if he knew it would be very difficult to achieve the oue he wanted, he still wanted to try. When Luo Lang walked onto the stage, amotion broke out among the people watching below. "What¡¯s this? The New Cadet Regiment is actually sending out such a skinny weakling? Could it be the New Cadet Regiment is prepared to throw this match?" "Look, is that fellow really a guy? He looks even prettier than a girl!" Who knows who yelled this out, causing the crowd¡¯s attention to swiftly turn away from Luo Lang¡¯s thin and slender frame to his lovely face. "F*ck, it can¡¯t be a girl dressed up as a guy, right?" Some random lecher was in raptures at the sight, beginning to indulge in wild fantasy. Of course, his fanciful delusions received the contempt of the students beside him ¡ª did he really think this was those olden times? Able to impersonate a man just by putting on some guy clothes? Upon entrance to the military academy, the first thing they had to go through was a physical check-up. That had been conducted before everyone else, where they had all been naked ... well, alright, the examining teachers were very reasonable, and would allow you to use your hands to cover your willy. Of course, these scornful cadets looking disdainfully at that lecher would never ever imagine that there truly was someone who had tantly enrolled into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy as a girl to study. During that physical check-up, this person had naturally been exempted via special privilege by a particr national idol general who loved his daughter deeply ... In one of the boxes on the second floor, Luo Lang¡¯s beautiful face and his delicate and seemingly easy to overpower figure made a person¡¯s eyes shine. A covetous smile grew on that person¡¯s lips as he mumbled to himself, "Who could have expected that there would be such a stunner among this year¡¯s freshmen ..." He licked his lips, deciding that he would obtain the other by any means necessary 1 . ******** Leiting¡¯s candidate, Qi Ya, was a 5th year cadet, currently still at the academy for hisst few courses. As his physical skillsbat ability was extremely outstanding, in order to ensure victory, Lin Zhidong had personally invited him to represent them. Sending Qi Ya out as vanguard was a calcted move on Lin Zhidong¡¯s part. Ling Lan was not the only one who had thought of Tianji¡¯s horse racing; Lin Zhidong too had thought of the same principle. He was afraid that the New Cadet Regiment would send out their third strongest to fight against the weakest in his party, catching him off guard and thus causing Leiting to lose the first match. Lin Zhidong knew well that the first match was key ¡ª morale would lean towards the side who won. Lin Zhidong did not want to let the New Cadet Regiment obtain that advantage, and so had chosen the third strongest in Leiting¡¯s party, Qi Ya, to fight first, guaranteeing the final oue. Lin Zhidong¡¯s thought process was, even if the opponent nned to fight in the order of their strength levels, he would not lose out by sending out the third strongest now. As long as they won this match, he would still have the two strongest at hand ¡ª no matter what, victory would be theirs. Although Lin Zhidong was somewhat wary of that mysterious ¡¯aberrant¡¯, he still had more faith in those two strongestbatants below the Thunder King. Qi Ya saw how delicate his opponent was, just like a girl, and was instantly filled with displeasure. The gaze he directed at Luo Lang carried a clear trace of contempt. Instead of bing angered by the opponent¡¯s attitude, Luo Lang was pleased. The more the opponent looked down on him, the better his chances to achieve an upset. Of course, Luo Lang had not forgotten Ling Lan¡¯s earlier instructions. So, the moment he got onto the stage, even though Colonel Tang Yu had not given the signal to start, Luo Lang¡¯s entire body was keyed up in readiness. Despite looking no different from his usual standing posture, anyone with a keen eye would be able to tell from his low-hanging arms and slightly bent waist that Luo Lang would be able to unleash his strength in an explosive burst to handle any sudden shifts in the situation. Colonel Tang Yu was an ace mecha operator, but he was also abat expert. Otherwise, the academy would not have sent him to be the referee of this fight. Seeing Luo Lang¡¯s stance, a gleam of light no one else could see shed through his eyes. However, when he nced towards Qi Ya, his brow creased almost imperceptibly ... Tang Yu raised his right hand expressionlessly, and with a sharp wave, he shouted, "Begin!" Luo Lang had initially thought to stay on the defensive, drawing out the fight with the other for a bit. Unexpectedly, the opponent did not put up any defence at all. He stood sluggishly, his entire person slouched and seemingly unprepared. Seeing this, a thought sparked through Luo Lang¡¯s mind and with a spring off his right foot, his entire body pounced from one side of the stage to the other like a cannonball, striking hard and fast towards the opponent. Seeing this attack of Luo Lang¡¯s, Tang Yu¡¯s eyebrows rose slightly, somewhat surprised. He had determined that Luo Lang¡¯s original stance had beenrgely defensive; however, Luo Lang had been able to switch from that stance instantly into offence. Moreover, he had done so without any interruption in his movements, the transition smooth and wless. It was clear to see that Luo Lang¡¯s control over his muscles had reached an extremely high realm. Even though Luo Lang¡¯s body may lean towards the delicate side, not as buff, and with slightly weaker resiliencepared to the average boy, this control over his muscles allowed him topensate for his body¡¯s weakness. It could be said that Luo Lang had already developed abat style appropriate for his body type. This was most definitely a youth who possessed extremely great talent inbat. Right then, Tang Yu could not help but be pleased by this discovery of talent. This type of ability would undoubtedly be a great help to mecha piloting. As long as Luo Lang¡¯s physical condition could pass the 1st year¡¯s evaluation, Tang Yu believed he would be unable to refrain from taking in such a talented student. Luo Lang¡¯s attack was undoubtedly sudden. The unprepared Qi Ya took fright, but he was after all a 5th year ¡ª in terms ofbat, he was very experienced. He would not be flustered like those newbies, choosing tosh out thoughtlessly in his panic. Instead, he retreated calmly and rapidly, trying to put some distance between him and his opponent so he would have enough space to gather his strength and counterattack. Although Luo Lang was a 1st year military academy cadet, his battle experience was not weak either. Mind you, hispanion Qi Long was a battle maniac, dragging his friends off to spar whenever he had the time. Luo Lang was undoubtedly the one who had been dragged off the most 2 ¡ª though Xie Yi had joined in after that, the frequency still had not dropped by much. The natural result of all this fighting was a wealth of experience. Luo Lang saw his opponent retreating and instantly knew what the other was plotting. Having the initiative, how could he let go of this advantage? Thus, on the arena stage, two figures could be seen dancing around the stage, one in constant close pursuit of the other. Due to the extremely high speed, the spectating students actually saw the action as a streak of shadow moving across the stage. Watching this scene, Lin Zhidong could not help but harrumph and say, "I was surprisingly right. The opponent really had been nning to use the principle of Tianji¡¯s horse racing ... luckily I had taken measures to counter this, or else the opponent might really have taken the first match." If he had sent out the weakest in his team, whose skills were not much stronger than the other, at that time, it would have been hard to determine for certain which side would win. But now, victory was sure to be theirs ... Although Lin Zhidong¡¯sbat ability was not that strong, he firmly believed that with Qi Ya¡¯s strength, he would never lose to a 1st year freshman. On the stage, Qi Ya saw that no matter how he hard he tried to retreat, the other was sticking like sticky-candy to him ¡ª he could not pull away no matter what. He felt that this performance of his was really too disgraceful, and rage surged in his heart. He began to hate Luo Lang who he had initially looked down upon ... he would definitely teach this detestable fellow before him a brutal lesson. Even though he was currently at a total disadvantage, with his capabilities, he would still be able to defeat the other. Having full confidence in himself, Qi Ya did not want to retreat any longer. He abruptly halted his steps, and with a loud bellow, the Qi-Jin in his body gathered rapidly to surge into his right hand, where he then thrust out his right palm in a fierce strike towards Luo Lang. "Alright!" shouted Luo Lang, seeing the other stop running and choosing instead to circte his Qi to fight him head on. His long ready right fist punched out powerfully at the opponent. This move of Luo Lang¡¯s seemed to go against Ling Lan¡¯s instructions at the start, but Luo Lang did not think he was doing anything wrong. He had managed to take the initiative and take control of the flow of the fight from the start due to the opponent¡¯s underestimation of him. Plus, the other had attacked from an emergency stop, so the power he could put into his blow would definitely not be as substantial as his own. Thus, Luo Lang felt that even if he met this blow of the opponent¡¯s head on, he would not lose, and may even have an overwhelming advantage. And so, a fist and a palm crashed into each other, sending a muffled whump ringing out across the stage. With Luo Lang and Qi Ya at its centre, a powerful swirl of wind swept out over the surrounding audience. However, there were Qi-Jin absorbing facilities around the edges of the stage, hence the students sitting below could not feel any of this invisible force. Still, even so, everyone knew that this strike was certainly not as simple or casual as it appeared to be. The two fighters were frozen in ce for several seconds ¡ª three perhaps, or maybe just one ¡ª and then the two of them were abruptly sent flying back from their stalled state. Luo Lang had been on top to begin with, so when he was sent flying, he immediately flipped into a somersault to dissipate the rest of the force, and thennded soundly on the ground. Meanwhile, Qi Ya retreated a whole three steps before finding stable footing again, though his face flushed deeply. Hisplexion quickly returned to normal, but from the perspective of those keen of eye, Qi Ya most likely lost out by a hair in this collision. The spectating students looked at one another ¡ª they had not expected what they believed would be a one-sided fight to be such a close fight instead. It was to the extent that in thatst strike, the 1st year Luo Lang had vaguely gained the upper hand, while the 5th year Qi Ya seemed to have lost out inparison. Some new cadets became exhrated watching the proceedings. Even though they had hoped in their hearts that the new cadets would be able to achieve something in the fights, upholding their pride, they knew reality would not be that easy. Furthermore, Luo Lang had seemed unbelievably scrawny, making them lose all hope from the start. Who could have expected that that youth who was as pretty as a picture on the stage could actually fight so well, going at it so fiercely from the beginning, and then even suppressing the opponent in thisst encounter ... Could it be that the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s arrogance in epting the wagered fight was not purely out of stubborn pride, but because they truly had the strength to back them up? Tentative hope rose in these new cadets¡¯ hearts. If the New Cadet Regiment really won ... they, as freshmen, would undoubtedly have a better refuge. Compared to those pre-existing factions, the New Cadet Regiment which was made up of freshmen like them was certainly much more eptable in their minds. Thus thought the spectating students ¡ª and even on Leiting¡¯s side, quite a few faces had shifted slightly. After all, Qi Ya was their third strongest fighter; if he lost ... the situation would not look good for Leiting. Seeing the disquiet of hispanions, one of the strongest fighters in Leiting quietly exined some things to the people around him. Consequently, those people rxed and began to smile in relief. "Luo Lang, is still a little ways off 3 ," Ling Lan sighed as she shook her head lightly. Chapter 250: Innate Talent Activated! Chapter 250: Innate Talent Activated! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Luo Lang may have had the upper hand for the entire fight so far, but the difference in their skill levels made this blow of Luo Lang¡¯s utterly ineffective. In contrast, although the opponent may appear to have taken a blow, Luo Lang¡¯s stride was broken, causing the two fighters to once again return to the equal ground they were in at the start. Ling Lan could see that Luo Lang himself, within the fight, hade to understand that his advantage had been lost after that strike, which was why he had not chosen to press his attack. Instead, he cautiously chose to defend, and the two fighters once again faced each other in a standoff. Standing to one side, Tang Yu saw Luo Lang¡¯s actions and nodded silently. This 1st year student did not be reckless and overconfident due to his advantageous position at the start. He could clearly sense the change in the flow of the situation, quickly shifting to defence when he saw his advantage disappear. It was clear to see that he was level-headed and rational ¡ª he was definitely a good seedling to be a mecha warrior. The more Tang Yu observed Luo Lang, the more he liked him. Right now, the only thing holding Luo Lang back from bing an excellent mecha operator, was his scrawny frame. Tang Yu could not help but wonder whether he should go to his old friend who specialized in medicine, and take several tubes of their newly developed gene agent S-modification ... he had heard that its effects were even better than the special-ss gene agents ... As the referee Tang Yu¡¯s thoughts went off on a tangent, Qi Ya, who was across from Luo Lang, had rallied himself mentally to attack despite looking as insouciant as before. If Luo Lang impulsively chose to attack again by force, he might very well get an opportunity to injure him in one blow. Unfortunately, Luo Lang was extremely cautious ¡ª he did not act like Qi Ya expected. Qi Ya could not help but curse internally, frustrated at the overly cautious nature of this 1st year cadet. Luo Lang¡¯s manner and actions let Qi Ya know that waiting for Luo Lang to attack first would be fruitless. There were only two paths before Qi Ya ¡ª battle Luo Lang in patience, where the one who lost patience first would attack; or Qi Ya himself couldunch an attack now. Of these two paths, Qi Ya almost unhesitatingly chose the second. This was because he did not want to continue dragging things out with Luo Lang, believing that this way of fighting was an insult to his skills. He believed that finishing off the other cleanly with a KO would reflect his true capabilities better, truly highlighting the dominance of Leiting. Of course, choosing to initiate the attack was also because that previous sh had given him a clear understanding of the true level of Luo Lang¡¯s physical skills. Inparison to him, Luo Lang was obviously much weaker ¡ª he should have just entered the early stage of Qi-Jin. For Qi Ya, who exceeded his opponent by three minor levels, defeating the other should be a sure thing. Qi-Jin stage was unlike the stages before it, where the difference between every small level was not that significant, so an upset in those stages was indeed possible. However, at Qi-Jin stage, just the difference of one small level would be enough topletely overpower an opponent. With this understanding as his support, Qi Ya leapt forward fearlessly,ing right up to Luo Lang in the blink of an eye. A powerful right fist flew at Luo Lang. Luo Lang saw Qi Ya¡¯s attack and heard the sound it made as it cut through the air, and knew that he could not take this attack by force. At this moment, his thin andnky body disyed apletely differentbat style from that of someone with a stouter body. Luo Lang deftly shifted a step, lightly twisting his waist to one side, and the opponent¡¯s fist sailed by the left side of his body ... This distance was controlled skilfully, almost calcting the other¡¯s attack range with pinpoint precision, resulting in the punch missing him by the barest of distances. Of course, the only thing Luo Lang could not control was that when he had avoided the punch, several strands of hair had not been able to swing away in time, and had actually been sliced off by the power of the wind-force behind the punch. They reluctantly bid farewell to their owner, drifting away wistfully in the air. A loud ¡¯BOOM¡¯ ¡ª Qi Ya¡¯s punch was heavy, forceful and unstoppable. It crashed into the floor of the stage, emitting a loud sound. The floor of the stage actually began to crack due to this great force, the cracks spreading out like a web to the outer edges of the stage. Meanwhile, at the point where the fist hadnded, a shallow ditch of about 30 centimetres had appeared. Taking advantage of the lull, before the opponent could make another move, Luo Lang dashed to the other side of the stage with a quick spring of his feet, once again pulling away from Qi Ya. However, his expression was much more solemn than it had been before. Because he had sensed the power of the opponent¡¯s fists at close range, he knew even better now that if he were to be hit identally, his body would definitely be unable to take it ¡ª he would instantly be injured severely and be forced to withdraw. This was the difference between levels in Qi-Jin. Although the levels did not seem to be that far apart, the disparity in vigour and richness of one¡¯s Qi-Jin was like heaven and earth. The damage to the stage made the freshmen spectating below the stage cry out in shock ¡ª was the match about to be stopped here? One strike had caused the stage to be damaged to this degree ¡ª how many more blows would this stage be able to take? The older cadets saw the restlessness of the new cadets, and could not help but sweep disdainful nces at them. At that moment, they had forgotten how they had reacted the exact same way to a simr scene back when they themselves were younger. Not only were the spectating freshmen stunned, even Qi Long and the others were astounded by this development. They had not imagined the arena stage of thebat hall of the military academy to be so fragile, actually unable to withstand one blow from an early stage peak level Qi-Jin. Li Yingjie was still rtively unbothered, but Wu Jiong and Qi Long began musing to themselves, wondering whether they should hold back some of their strength when it was their turn to prevent the entire stage from crumbling ... Ling Lan saw the stupefied expressions of herpanions, and sighed internally. She spoke up to exin, "This is highly advanced simtion technology, able to physically disy the strength of a candidate on the stage. Everything will return to normal after 30 seconds." She had barely finished speaking when the cracks on the stage began to slowly knit back together, bing whole again in the end. This scene made the new cadets exim in wonder once more ¡ª who knew the military academy had actuallybined simtion technology with the arena stage, allowing a fighter¡¯s strength and power to be manifested in this way, providing such visceral stimulus for the spectators. Seeing this, Qi Long, Wu Jiong, and the others turned their heads to look admiringly at Ling Lan, silently thinking, ¡¯Boss sure enough is Boss. So knowledgeable ¡ª nothing can escape his eyes.¡¯ Ling Lan epted the idolisation of herpanions with a cid face, but internally, she was sweatdropping. Luckily Little Four had given her a heads up in time, otherwise she too would have been one of the clueless horde! Of course, Ling Lan was also grateful for her ice-cube face, unmoving as a rock mountain. It had prevented this fact from being exposed, allowing her to maintain her grand image in herpanion¡¯s hearts ... Even as Ling Lan was interacting with her group, the fight on the stage continued. Qi Ya tenaciouslyunched attack after attack at Luo Lang, but they were all dodged by the other. At this moment, Luo Lang was steadfastly obeying Boss Ling Lan¡¯s instructions ¡ª he did not meet the opponent with force, choosing to weave and dodge and drag things out. Just like this, several exchanges went by ... one side erratic like the wind, the other a centred well of power. One light, one heavy, they twisted and turned around the stage, leaving the audience gaping. The one-sided fight they had imagined at the start had never urred; this fighting style of Luo Lang¡¯s would be able to sustain him for very long before he tired. There began to be some unrest on Leiting¡¯s side. Some of the other fighting representatives had expressions of annoyance on their faces, thinking that Qi Ya was performing very shamefully, losing the faces of them seniors. Qi Ya naturally knew about themotion below the stage; he was angry and frustrated, but he had no good way of dealing with Luo Lang whose speed was clearly faster than his. The skinny Luo Lang¡¯s agility was obviously better than that of the average person. To catch hold of the other, either he had to tire the opponent out, or he had had to make him lose his cool ... Seeing the easy way the other was breathing, Qi Ya knew Luo Lang¡¯s energy level was very sufficient. In fact, Qi Ya suspected that this irritable flea would still be jumping around even after he himself ran out of energy. Moreover, Qi Ya had no intentions of waiting any further ¡ª he wanted to defeat the other quickly to defend his honour. In that case, he could only make the other lose hisposure ... An evil grin turned up the corners of Qi Ya¡¯s lips. As he brushed by Luo Lang again, he mocked, "You trash who only knows how to dodge, did you use your body to trade for the right to be a candidate for this fight?" Luo Lang¡¯s pretty face flushed red as he dodged once more. He controlled the fires of rage in his heart ¡ª he knew the other was only saying this to rile him and make him lose his cool. He must not fall for it ... Qi Ya advanced once more, his two fists attacking in an endless stream. Luo Lang weaved left and right, narrowly avoiding getting hit several times by the cutting winds of the opponent¡¯s punches. Still, even so, several gashes appeared on Luo Lang¡¯s uniform, revealing his exquisite ivory skin. "As expected, you really have excellent attributes. No wonder your regimentmander was beguiled by you, promoting you without concern for anything else." Qi Ya swept a suggestive nce at the revealed skin. "Shut up!" Luo Lang screamed. He could tolerate an insult to himself, but he would not allow anyone to insult his Boss Lan! "Shut up? Why should I? If he can do it, then he should not be afraid of others speaking of it!" From Luo Lang¡¯s reaction, Qi Ya could tell what Luo Lang¡¯s weakness was. Heughed even more wildly as he said, "I want to tell everyone that your regimentmander is gay, that is, a brokeback 1 ..." Luo Lang¡¯s face flushed crimson, his eyes beginning to turn bloodshot in his anger. He continued to dodge, but his body began shaking uncontrobly ... "Haha, I¡¯ve hit the nail on the head, right?" Qi Ya added venomously, and then his long-prepared right leg whipped out in a side kick ... Everyone thought Luo Lang would dodge when, right at that moment, Luo Lang suddenly froze, his head bowed. Just as Qi Ya¡¯s savage side kick was about to strike Luo Lang¡¯s body, Luo Lang¡¯s left hand reached out and actually grabbed hold of Qi Ya¡¯s right ankle. The spectating Qi Long abruptly stood up, his face paling as he said, "Not good!" This sudden action made Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie look over in bafflement, but the exmations of the rest of the audience quickly pulled their attention back to the stage. They assumed Qi Long had reacted that way due to his concern for hispanion; only Ling Lan knew what that was about. She tugged at Qi Long and warned him quietly, "Keep it down!" Realising where he was at, Qi Long quickly sat down again, but hisplexion remained pale and wan. He leaned towards Ling Lan¡¯s ear and said softly, "Boss, Luo Lang activated his innate talent." He had not expected Luo Lang to throw caution to the wind and activate his innate talent on the stage. What in the world had the opponent said to anger him so? Although Qi Ya had spoken very softly, so the spectators had not been able to make out what was said, from the constant movement of his lips, and Luo Lang¡¯s increasingly troubled expression, it was certain that he had said something which had provoked Luo Lang. Otherwise, Luo Lang would not have disobeyed Ling Lan¡¯s orders and choose to activate his innate talent. Ling Lan replied levelly, "I know!" With that statement, Ling Lan¡¯s aura became unbelievably cold and forbidding, with even a trace of killing intent seeping out. Fortunately, this air of Ling Lan¡¯s came and went in the blink of an eye, so other than the few people near her, no one else sensed anything. On the stage, Tang Yu cast a dubious nce in her direction, but he quickly turned back in bewilderment to the fight on the arena stage. Chapter 251: The 4th Form of One-Inch Punch! Chapter 251: The 4th Form of One-Inch Punch! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Qi Long sensed the shift in Ling Lan¡¯s aura, and could not help but worry for Luo Lang ¡ª could it be that Boss had truly be furious because of Luo Lang¡¯s disobedience? Right then, Ling Lan asked Qi Long in a low voice, "Can you tell what personality he managed to activate?" Ling Lan hoped the personality Luo Lang activated was not one which was brutal, bloodthirsty, and uncontroble. Otherwise, she would have to forfeit to protect Luo Lang ¡ª the military academy would never permit an uncontroble loose cannon who could not differentiate friend from foe to continue studying at the school and eventually enter an army division. Qi Long peered closely at Luo Lang and then shook his head, puzzled. "Strange. This personality has never appeared before. I cannot sense any intense malicious intent, but my innate talent is warning me that I must be careful." Ling Lan frowned at his words. She carefully studied Luo Lang¡¯s expression ¡ª there was no sign of bloodthirst, nor was there any sort of extreme ruthlessness. The current Luo Lang just seemed endlessly cold, but this coldness did not epass everyone, merely directed solely at his opponent. Weighing things in her mind, Ling Lan decided and said, "Let¡¯s continue watching." Ling Lan too wanted to know what personality this was that Luo Lang had activated. As long as Luo Lang did not lose control, Ling Lan did not want to cut the match short. This was because she knew that, since Luo Lang had thrown caution to the wind to activate his innate talent, he must really not want to lose to this opponent who had insulted him. As their boss, Ling Lan wanted to help Luo Lang achieve what he wanted to do. Seated beside them, Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie did not know the struggles of Qi Long and Ling Lan. Right now, their attention was fully absorbed by the stage. They had even stood up in their excitement, as Luo Lang had currently taken full control of the scene. With one hand, Luo Lang gripped Qi Ya¡¯s ankle. All the spectators knew that the power behind that kick was extremely formidable ¡ª handling it with one hand must definitely be challenging. However, Luo Lang seemed to do so easily ¡ª he did not even take a single step back due to the opponent¡¯s strength, appearing cool and unruffled. Luo Lang could be seen to slowly lift his head. The red flush on his face from before was gone and hisplexion had already regained its usual fairness, bing unbelievably cool. Both his irises were a deep ck, like pools of dead water, so deep and unfathomable that Qi Ya, being pinned by them in close range, felt a chill permeate his heart. "I¡¯ve told you before, to shut up," said Luo Lang calmly, "What a shame you would not listen ..." As he spoke, Luo Lang raised his right hand and swept it in a fierce chop down at the opponent¡¯s shank 1 gripped in his other hand. Based off the speed and force that he was applying, if the strike connected, the bones of the shank would certainly break. Qi Ya¡¯s pupils shrunk in fear, the warning bells in his mind ringing ¡ª he shook his right leg desperately, trying to regain the freedom of his leg. But Luo Lang¡¯s left hand was like a vise; he could not struggle free anytime soon. Qi Ya naturally would not just do nothing and resign himself to his fate ¡ª he sprang up from the ground with his other foot, and executing a half-flip in the air, he swung his left leg, which had initially been supporting his weight, out in a fierce kick towards the side of Luo Lang¡¯s neck. In order to protect his right shank, Qi Ya was revealing the brutal side of his nature. He no longer held back, beginning to target Luo Lang¡¯s vital points. Everyone eximed in shock at the sight, sucking in a cold breath. Quite a few freshmen even stood up in horror, concerned for Luo Lang on the stage. If the opponent¡¯s kicknded, Luo Lang¡¯s fragile neck area would certainly be snapped, killing him instantly. There would be no chance at all for rescue and recovery. In an arena battle within the military academy, these vital points were off-limits. Without question, Qi Ya had broken the academy rules. Seeing this, a cold gleam shed through Tang Yu¡¯s eyes. He was just about to take action, when he saw Luo Lang calmly change the attack trajectory of his right hand, to directly meet the other¡¯s kick. Thus, Tang Yu paused, but he still made preparations to act. However, right then, Colonel Tang Yu had drawn a huge ¡¯X¡¯ in his heart over Qi Ya ¡ª this kind of person who would be so ruthless against arade, he would never give him a chance to go to those elite ace military troops ... With an audible ¡¯pow¡¯, Luo Lang¡¯s palm struck the opponent¡¯s other ankle, and Qi Ya felt a snap. Following that, an intense pain radiated from Qi Ya¡¯s foot to his heart, and he could not help but yell, "Argh!" The collision of the two forces naturally produced a tremendous rebound force. Qi Ya was thrown back forcefully, and due to the intense pain he was in, he actually did not manage tond soundly. His entire body was flung out to crash heavily onto the stage, where he then slid across the ground, leaving a faint mark in his trail. Meanwhile, Luo Lang had to take several steps back before finding his footing. However, his left hand hung limply by his side. From the swinging motion it was making, it was clear to see that Luo Lang¡¯s left hand had most likely been broken by the rebound force in meeting the other¡¯s kick earlier. Looking at Qi Ya cradling his ankle on the ground, his expression a rictus of pain, and contrasting it with Luo Lang on the other side, who also had a broken bone, but sported a cold and unfeeling expression ... it was clear to see which was superior. The freshmen were naturally unconditionally on Luo Lang¡¯s side, while some of the seniors could not help but frown as well at this time. They looked down on Qi Ya for losing the face of the seniors, and silent admiration for Luo Lang began to grow in their minds. This delicate looking youth was actually a tough character. Colonel Tang Yu walked over to Qi Ya¡¯s side expressionlessly and asked, "Cadet Qi Ya, can you still fight? If you cannot, I will announce the victor for this match." Both sides were simrly injured, but it never even crossed Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s mind to ask this question of Luo Lang. This was because he believed that, as long as that fellow Luo Lang had breath left in his lungs, he would definitely continue fighting. This was how a qualified military man should behave. Compared to Luo Lang, this 5th year Qi Ya was just too much of a wimp. Qi Ya felt as if there was a drill boring into his right ankle ¡ª the pain was truly unbearable. Without saying a word, Qi Ya knew the other must have applied some hidden move on his ankle, and the hate for Luo Lang in his heart just grew even more. Right then, hearing the referee Tang Yu ask this, how could he voluntarily admit defeat? Holding back the pain, he replied, "I can fight!" That said, Qi Ya slowly climbed off the ground. This scene was greeted by the apuse of the spectating students. Even though Qi Ya had truly performed terribly before this, at this very moment, he was undoubtedly acting as a qualified cadet should; this gained him the acknowledgement of a portion of the students. At this scene, Qi Long could not help but snicker softly. He said quietly to Ling Lan, "Boss, looks like that punk Luo Lang has secretly used a mean move." He stroked his jaw and wondered, "Which move did he use? The 3rd form of One-Inch Punch?" Ling Lan instantly responded, "No, it¡¯s the 4th form." "Huh? When has there been such a move?" Qi Long was stupefied. How did he not know about this? "The One-Inch Punch is the Luo family¡¯s ultimate arts. Of course it¡¯ll have some ace in the holes," answered Ling Lan. The instructors within the learning space had already developed the One-Inch Punch up till the 9th form. Ling Lan¡¯s team had already mastered all the forms up to the 3rd form, but since the One-Inch Punch series had originated from the inherited ultimate arts of Luo Lang¡¯s family, Ling Lan had specially taught the 4th form to Luo Lang. This was to prove that the One-Inch Punch was still the Luo family¡¯s ultimate arts, so Luo Lang would forever have an extra ace in the hole than the others. After listening to Ling Lan¡¯s exnation, Qi Long found it made sense, and so no longer concerned himself about the issue. This was Qi Long¡¯s strength ¡ª always knowing where to draw the line, never demanding things that did not belong to him. On the stage, Qi Ya, who was back on his feet, red hatefully at Luo Lang. He knew that his performance had disgraced him in front of everyone here, and all of this had been caused by this hateful youth before him. He was raging internally, wishing that he could kill Luo Lang to release the pent up anger and hate in his heart. Luo Lang¡¯s eyes met Qi Ya¡¯s, and the remote disinterest in Luo Lang¡¯s gaze sent a chill through Qi Ya. His mind, which had been consumed with rage, was suddenly shocked into wakefulness ¡ª because he had sensed a kind of danger. In fact, he could even sense a slight trace of killing intent from the other ... could it be the other also wanted to kill him? How could this be? Qi Ya shook his head emphatically, casting this thought aside. He hadn¡¯t done anything 2 , so how could the other have killing intent against him? Right then, Qi Ya had forgotten those words he had said earlier 3 . He did not know that ¡ª some things, some people, just could not be sullied. Seeing the two face off once more, Tang Yu announced, "The match continues!" No sooner had he finished speaking when Luo Lang moved. He dashed out like a ferocious tiger, flying over to Qi Ya¡¯s side. Since the other could not move properly, when should he attack if not now? Just as Luo Lang expected, one foot short, Qi Ya could not dodge; he could only meet Luo Lang¡¯s attack head on. Of course, Qi Ya was not afraid ¡ª in fact, he was rather gleeful. He had wanted to fight Luo Lang head on from the start. With regards to internal energy 4 , his was undoubtedly more substantial that Luo Lang¡¯s. Fighting on that front, he had full confidence to injure Luo Lang and obtain the final victory. However, were things really going to turn out as he expected? When the two of them exchanged the first blow, Qi Ya¡¯s expression changed dramatically. He found that the other¡¯s attack power was no weaker than his ¡ª his original anticipated n of using internal energy to injure the other had no way of being realised. The second move, the third move, the fourth move ... slowly, Qi Ya realised that every time his arms blocked the other¡¯s attack, the spot he blocked with would ache in pain. This pain was extremely simr to that of where his ankle was broken, just not as intense. For the first and second move, he had not sensed much of it, but after the third and fourth moves, the pain began to intensify, and by the time they reached the seventh and eighth move, he was actually unable to raise his arms properly ... A ¡¯bam¡¯ rang out. Luo Lang had grasped the opening and struck Qi Ya¡¯s cheek forcefully, and Qi Ya was sent flying. Luo Lang had held back on this strike, not using the forms of One-Inch Punch, but even so, Qi Ya was knocked unconscious instantly by Luo Lang¡¯s base strength. He crashed onto the ground and did not get up again. Colonel Tang Yu quickly rushed forwards to check on Qi Ya¡¯s condition. Seeing that the youth had no life-threatening injuries, and was indeed out for the count, he indicated for the staff in thebat hall to send Qi Ya to the treatment centre. With the present technology, as long as it was not a fatal injury, any patient who was still breathing could basically be saved. Qi Ya was seen to be lifted off the stage, and Tang Yu then smiled and announced loudly, "The first match, 1st year Luo Lang of the New Cadet Regiment wins!" The faces of the people from Leiting were currently a sheet of darkness. It was unexpected that Qi Ya, who they had had high hopes for, would actually be defeated in an upset by a frail-looking 1st year. The opponent had taken a match right from the start, and more frighteningly, the one they had defeated was their third strongest. Quite a few members of Leiting began to reconsider ¡ª could they really win this fight against the New Cadet Regiment? For the first time, they began to harbour doubts. Lin Zhidong gritted his teeth and said, "It¡¯s no matter. I suppose the other side had sent one of their strongest. As long as we win the rest of the matches, losing one match won¡¯t affect the final oue." A man beside him said evenly, "The key is the fight order. If the opponent just happens to use their strongest few against our weakest ..." This was not like a transparent private fight, where fights were arranged ording to personal strength ¡ª a blind fight not only tested a fighter¡¯s true strength, but also tested the psychological tactics and strategy of each side. Perhaps it could be called luck, but this was the mode the official challenges used, all in hopes of seeing more diverse matchups. Compared to an open fight, a blind fight was undoubtedly much fairer ¡ª if one applied the correct strategy, and had a great burst of luck, even the weak had hopes of winning. These words made Lin Zhidong fall into silent contemtion. His gaze wavered slightly, but quickly settled. He did not believe that their luck would be so horrible that the opponent would manage to grab hold of those two opportunities so precisely. Luo Lang slowly walked off the stage, and he was weed back by the respectful gazes of the members of the New Cadet Regiment. As there were quite a few non-Central Academy freshmen within their ranks, those students had indeed been somewhat doubtful at Luo Lang¡¯s inclusion as one of the five representatives. However, this fight had proven that Luo Lang truly had the skill to be one of the five top fighters of the New Cadet Regiment. There was no longer anyone within the New Cadet Regiment who doubted his strength now. Seeing Luo Lang¡¯s impressive performance, the man in the box who had already be interested in Luo Lang licked his lips excitedly, chuckling deeply as he said, "What a prideful and spirited little fellow. If I break those proud bones of his bit by bit, wouldn¡¯t his expression be very interesting? 5 Muahahahaha ... 6 " Gruesomeughter rang out to fill the entire box, involuntarily causing one¡¯s skin to crawl. ******** Luo Lang slowly walked to stand before Ling Lan, where he then stared coldly at her. Facing this strange situation, Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie, who had initially nned to step forward and congratte Luo Lang, stopped moving instantly. They stared uncertainly at the two people in front of them. Ling Lan remained seated, unmoved, as she stared back evenly at Luo Lang. The cold air around her body became much denser. Luo Lang opened and shut his mouth, but emitted no sound. Ling Lan coldly rebuked, "Still not letting go?" That said, Ling Lan¡¯s eyes gleamed with a cold light, piercing Luo Lang with its intensity ¡ª as if receiving some heavy blow, Luo Lang¡¯s body swayed, and then his eyes closed and he began falling towards the ground. Qi Long reacted quickly, catching Luo Lang and pulling him into his arms. At first chance, he examined Luo Lang¡¯s arms, and then, face paling, he shouted, "Boss, there are multiple breaks on the bones of Luo Lang¡¯s arms!" "I know. Let the staff arrange for Luo Lang to go to the treatment centre, apanied by Lin Zhong-qing," Ling Lan swiftly ordered. This punk ¡ª using the 4th form of One-Inch Punch multiple times when he had yet to master it, forcefully increasing the level of his internal energy ... unable to fully control the form¡¯s power, of course his own arms would have been broken by the rebound force of the One-Inch Punch. Still, the tolerance level of that alter ego of his was truly off the charts, and he was tough towards himself as well, actually tolerating the pain of both broken arms until he could finally defeat Qi Ya ... When Tang Yu found out that Luo Lang had been fighting while tolerating the pain of broken arms, waiting till he won and returned to his teammates¡¯ side before allowing himself to copse, he was even more delighted with this strong and determined youth. He had already made up his mind that, even if Luo Lang¡¯s body did not meet expectations in the end, he would still use his own special rights to take in the other as his disciple. Once Luo Lang had been sent off to the treatment centre, Ling Lan, noticing the confusion in Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s eyes, spoke up to exin, "Just now, the opponent had insulted Luo Lang, saying that he had only been chosen as a representative because he belongs to me." The two stared nkly back, not understanding the meaning behind the words right away. Qi Long understood however, because Ling Lan had already mentioned it to him previously when she had exined why Luo Lang had be enraged enough to activate his innate talent. Thus, he pulled the two aside and quietly spelled things out for them 7 . Chapter 252: Fatal Weakness! Chapter 252: Fatal Weakness! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s facial expressions soured and they turned to spit fiercely at the ground, ring furiously at the area where the Leiting representatives were. Those words of Qi Ya¡¯s not only insulted Luo Lang and Ling Lan, they also insulted every single person in the New Cadet Regiment at the same time. This made the boys livid. As ssmates who had grown up alongside Ling Lan, Luo Lang, and the others of their team, Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie naturally knew the nature of the close rtionship among the members of Ling Lan¡¯s team. It was absolutely the purest of brotherly bonds. From the 1st grade at the scout academy, Ling Lan, who had already been more mature than any of them, had watched over and cared for his team members like an elder brother, treating them like his own younger brothers. In fact, they were very envious of the rapport between Ling Lan and the other members of his team, which was so good that, at times, they could understand each other with just one look. They just could not imagine how someone could sully the pure rtionship between the two by casting such aspersions. Li Yingjie had always been a straightforward person who spoke without filtering his words. He grumbled discontentedly, "Saying Boss Lan and Luo Lang have this kind of rtionship, he might as well say it¡¯s Qi Long and Luo Lang. Those two have always hung around each other since young, sparring and fighting with one another. Haven¡¯t they spent even more time together?" These words made Qi Long hook his arm around Li Yingjie¡¯s neck in indignation, where he then pressed his fist forcefully against the other¡¯s head. This made Li Yingjie squawk in pain, but with his fighting strength being no match for Qi Long¡¯s, he had no way of escaping Qi Long¡¯s violent hands. He could only apologise repeatedly until Qi Long finally let him go. Of course Qi Long would be annoyed! How could such a big stalwart man like him like guys 1 ... Inparison, Qi Long still preferred those curvaceous bodies of pretty younger sisters 2 . Right at that moment, Little Four once more informed Ling Lan of the submission of the opponent¡¯s candidate name. This time, they had chosen their 4th strongest fighter, Song Lianlu. Ling Lan very quickly realised the reasoning behind this arrangement of the opponent. Qi Ya, who they had had high hopes for, had been defeated; this made Leiting have no choice but to be cautious. They were afraid that if they sent out the weakest among their line-up, and he met a strong opponent, they would lose one more match. However, they also did not want to send their two strongest out, as that would leave them with no one to hold the fort. Thus, after some deliberation, they had sent out the safest option, the 4th strongest, to attempt to take this match. Ling Lan turned her head to look at Qi Long and the others. Just as she was about to tell Qi Long to get ready, Li Yingjie stepped forward and volunteered, "Boss Lan, I¡¯ll go up for this match." Ling Lan felt her gums ache as she held back the words she had been about to say. Like Luo Lang, Li Yingjie was also at first level early stage Qi-Jin. Against an opponent of top-level early stage Qi-Jin, he had almost no chance of winning, unless Li Yingjie also had that kind of inexplicable, mysterious, and unpredictable innate talent like Luo Lang¡¯s. Then, there might still have been the possibility of an upset. Seeing Boss Lan staring at him with a frigid expression, Li Yingjie clenched his fists nervously. Although he knew volunteering on his own to fight was rather reckless of him, very likely to affect Boss Lan¡¯s strategic arrangements, he just did not want to lose to Luo Lang. At the same time, he also wanted to prove that he was not a coward. Earlier on the stage, his involuntary shudder had caused Luo Lang to mistake him for one, and he was still stewing over it. Thus, having seen Luo Lang win the first match after great difficulty, Li Yingjie did not want to fall behind Luo Lang by too much. The fighting spirit in Li Yingjie¡¯s eyes made Ling Lan change her mind instantly. She nodded and said, "Alright. Don¡¯t disgrace our New Cadet Regiment." The reason why Ling Lan had changed her mind at thest moment was that Luo Lang had unexpectedly won his match. Therefore, even if Li Yingjie lost this next match, it would not affect the bigger picture. After all, there was still the weakest fighter in the opponent¡¯s line-up who, barring any unexpected incidents, should lose whether Wu Jiong or Qi Long went up against him. And so, Ling Lan agreed to Li Yingjie¡¯s plea to fight now. As long as it would not affect the final oue, Ling Lan was willing to go along with these little fellows¡¯ wishes. Obtaining Ling Lan¡¯s approval, Li Yingjie¡¯s eyes shone with a trace of pleasant surprise. He had originally thought Boss Lan did not like him very much ¡ª after all, he had indeed been rather annoying in the past. But just now, there was no dislike or apathy in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes; his demeanour had been extremely serious. In that moment, Li Yingjie fully felt the trust that Ling Lan had in him. For some reason, he suddenly recalled his second eldest cousin brother Li Shiyu¡¯s words to him, "When you finally learn what brotherly bonds mean, then you will understand that power is not something irreceable." At this moment, Li Yingjie seemed to vaguely understand what his second cousin brother had been saying. He looked towards Ling Lan ¡ª if it were Ling Lan, Li Yingjie probably would not fight with him over the position of regimentmander ... On the stage, Colonel Tang Yu had already received the name list from both sides. The moment time was up, he announced, "The New Cadet Regiment vs Leiting Mecha n, 2nd round. 1st year Li Yingjie against 4th year Song Lianlu!" ******** Inside the box, Yun Xiu heard this announcement and his spirits rallied. He quickly turned to yell, "Shiyu, your younger cousin brother is up now. His opponent is Song Lianlu from our year." Li Shiyu, who was resting with his eyes closed on the sofa, abruptly opened his eyes. Seeing Li Yingjie strut confidently onto the stage, his brow furrowed. "Song Lianlu is already a Qi-Jin master, Li Yingjie is most probably no match for him." No matter how much he said he looked down on Li Yingjie, Li Shiyu could not help but worry for him right then. Yun Xiu had an opposing opinion. "Not necessarily. That weak-looking youth earlier managed to defeat the Qi-Jin stage Qi Ya after all. I think this year of freshmen aren¡¯t as weak as we think them to be ... perhaps your cousin is also already in Qi-Jin." Li Shiyu was silent for a moment, and then said faintly, "I hope it turns out that way ... still, if he loses, I will let him understand the consequences of losing." Since he and his eldest cousin brother could not be the family head of the Li family, he hoped that Li Yingjie, who would be the family head in the end, would be even stronger. Even if he could not get used to the Li family¡¯s heartlessness, having been taught all this time to take pride in the Li family, Li Shiyu still did not want to see the Li family decline. ******** Seeing that both sides were ready to fight, Colonel Tang Yu waved his right hand and shouted, "Begin!" Following this sound, the two fighters faced each other from a distance, not attacking right off the bat. Qi Ya¡¯s loss had made Song Lianlu be exceedingly cautious. He did not know whether his opponent was strong or weak, so, he was prepared to observe the situation for a bit before making a decision. Meanwhile, Li Yingjie had received instruction from Ling Lan as well before getting onto the stage. Like with Luo Lang, because he had just entered Qi-Jin stage and his Qi-Jin had yet to settle, it was not wise for him to fight head-on with his opponent. Thus, his strategy would still focus on drawing things out. Of course, the situation on the stage would be constantly shifting, so everything would still depend on Li Yingjie¡¯s judgment. Although Li Yingjie was an arrogant punk, he was not an impulsive one. Hisbat intelligence was still pretty good, otherwise he would not have remained securely within the top 5 for ten years. Therefore, he chose the same path as Song Lianlu. The two of them faced each other from a distance, circling the stage as they looked for a chance to attack. This was distinctly different from Luo Lang and Qi Ya¡¯s direct confrontation ¡ª the two fighters in this fight circled the stage for a whole 3 minutes without acting. This dull scenario made the spectating students lose their patience, some of them even outright beginning to yawn. Quite a few people began discussing among themselves, wondering how many minutes more they would spend dancing around each other ... Right then, the initially still circling Song Lianlu suddenly rocked on the balls of his feet, and then his entire body shot forward like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Li Yingjie, his right fist striking out fiercely at Li Yingjie¡¯s left side. Just before, a weakness had suddenly appeared in Li Yingjie¡¯s defence. Song Lianlu knew that this could also be a lure, but he also knew that if he did not try and attack now, even if they continued to weave around one another for half a day, he still might not find a better chance to attack. Thus, Song Lianlu decided to make his move. However, as Song Lianlu attacked, he found that the weakness had disappeared. In its ce, was Li Yingjie¡¯s long ready wed hands. This was the Li family¡¯s ultimate arts ¡ª the strongest offensive defensive measure to handle an opponent¡¯s attacks. Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed, knowing that Li Yingjie was likely toe to grief. This lure-and-counterattack tactic of Li Yingjie¡¯s was actually not wrong ¡ª his mistake was in underestimating his opponent¡¯s capabilities. If he had used this move against an opponent of equal level, Li Yingjie would absolutely have had the upper hand, but now, things were not so certain. Sure enough, Li Yingjie¡¯s grasping hands locked onto the opponent¡¯s right fist, but the moment they connected, Li Yingjie felt a strong surge of energying from the opponent¡¯s fist, almost repelling his grab off in its intensity. Li Yingjie knew that if the other repelled his grab, he would certainly take a heavy blow from the other in return. He would definitely be injured, and may have to dere his loss in advance ... he did not want Luo Lang to taunt him. So, gritting his teeth, he tolerated the intense pain radiating up his arm, tenaciously keeping his hold on the other¡¯s right fist ... Song Lianlu felt that he was about to shake his opponent¡¯s palm off, but just as he was about to seed, the other retained the hold on his right fist and then he felt a pull. He felt the strength of his entire body being pulled to an empty spot, and he careened uncontrobly to crash into the shielded area on the edges of the arena ... The shielded area emitted a blinding light ¡ª a pattern like the shattering of ss appearing within the light. In the meantime, after drawing the opponent¡¯s strength to one side, Li Yingjie¡¯s readied right fist struck out immediately towards Song Lianlu¡¯s chest. Defence was just a prelude to attacking ¡ª the final objective of Li Yingjie¡¯s move was here ... However, Song Lianlu reacted equally swiftly. His left palm moved to block his chest at the critical moment, forcibly receiving this unexpected attack by Li Yingjie! With a ¡¯pow¡¯, fist met palm, and then, with a loud crack, the two were sent flying backwards. Song Lianlu had to take a whole 3 steps back afternding to find his footing, while Li Yingjie also had to take 3 steps back before standing firmly. From the spectating students¡¯ perspective, the two fighters had battled to a draw. Only those with a keen eye had noticed that Li Yingjie¡¯s low-hanging left hand was trembling minutely beyond his control. That powerful attack of the opponent he had grabbed hold of previously had clearly damaged Li Yingjie¡¯s left hand severely. Wu Jiong and Qi Long could tell, and their expressions paled. Wu Jiong said worriedly, "Li Yingjie¡¯s left hand is injured. It¡¯ll be tough from this point on." Ling Lan said calmly, "This match, Li Yingjie was at a disadvantage from the start. That¡¯s why winning or losing isn¡¯t so important. I just wanted to see how far he could go." Li Yingjie had a fatal weakness ¡ª when he knew he was at a disadvantage, that he was no match for his opponent, he would very easily give up on himself. His charactercked some tenacity. This was also why he had lost to Luo Lang so many times all this while, ending up in 5th ce, slightly behind Luo Lang in the rankings. This was what Ling Lan was thinking. Since Li Yingjie had sincerely acknowledged her as boss, she was inclined to help Li Yingjie solve this problem. Today was a good opportunity ¡ª it was rare for Li Yingjie to have such an intense desire to fight ... Chapter 253: Stand Up! Chapter 253: Stand Up! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Suppressing the intense paining from his left hand, Li Yingjie looked at the confident Song Lianlu across from him, and his heart sank. Thatst move had let him know just how wide the gap was between his strength and the opponent¡¯s. Under these circumstances, how could he beat the other? Li Yingjie¡¯s gaze began to waver with uncertainty ... Song Lianlu had simrly sensed the power behind Li Yingjie¡¯s attack. Despite his hastiness in blocking it, he had still managed to take it. It looked like the strength of this cocky punk in front of him was indeed weaker than him by a strand. With this, he had some basis for confidence now. His initial caution and tentative approach vanished, to be reced by a raging barrage of attacks. Facing this sudden attack, Li Yingjie naturally did not choose to take it forcefully. He instantly retreated to evade ¡ª it should be said that though Li Yingjie¡¯s evasion ability was not as elegant as Luo Lang¡¯s, it was still extremely remarkable, nimbly dodging all of Song Lianlu¡¯s fierce attacks. Still, even so, Li Yingjie was already disadvantaged, clearly being a passive receptor of Song Lianlu¡¯s attacks. Just like that, one attacked fiercely without any reservations, while the other dodged narrowly again and again. Everyone could tell that the loss of the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s representative was just a matter of time. Unless this freshman managed to pull out some ultimate move and have a sudden explosion of strength like the previous freshman, the oue of this match would not change. Of course, they would not jump to a conclusion so quickly ... after all, before the final results were out, anything was possible. Thus, everyone watched the stage intently, waiting for the results to emerge. Either this freshman would be on the defensive right until he gets defeated, or, like in the previous round, he would suddenly explode andunch a counterattack from dire straits. ******** Below the stage, the spectating Wu Jiong and Qi Long¡¯s faces were growing darker and darker. They knew that, if things continued like this, Li Yingjie would definitely lose! It was not that they could not ept failure, but they did not want to see Li Yingjie being pummelled continuously in such a frustrating manner. In their minds, even if they lost, they must lose gloriously! Ling Lan frowned. Li Yingjie¡¯s old problem had appeared again. The moment he met an opponent he could not beat, he would be unmotivated and defend passively, having no courage at all to risk everything in ast-ditch struggle. Ling Lan began to think back ¡ª when had Li Yingjie begun to have this issue? As Ling Lan had not paid much attention to Li Yingjie in the past, by the time she had noticed, this fellow had already had this problem. Of course, Ling Lan was not a saintly matron. She would not go and help this irritating punk the way he was back then even when she noticed. Therefore, this problem hadsted all this while until today. Sensing his boss¡¯s confusion, Little Four could not help but roll his eyes. Without saying a word, he pulled out out several video clips he had recorded in the early days, projecting them within Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace ... The first video was of Ling Lan¡¯s first fight against Li Yingjie. Without even sparing the other a nce, Ling Lan had sent Li Yingjie flying with one punch ... At the end of the video, Li Yingjie¡¯s disgruntled and resentful gaze was clearly captured within the frame. The second video was Ling Lan¡¯s second fight against Li Yingjie. Again, she had not even looked at him, sending him flying with one kick ... Li Yingjie¡¯s expression at this time was one of dejection, with even a touch of self-doubt. The third video was simrly a fight between Ling Lan and Li Yingjie. Ling Lan once again casually sent Li Yingjie flying with one punch ... Li Yingjie¡¯s expression here now was somewhat wooden, and a light trace of self-contempt could be read from his lips. The fourth video was still a fight between Ling Lan and Li Yingjie. This time, Ling Lan just happened to be in the period when her killing intent had been the densest. Regardless of how Little Four tried to cover it up, some had still leaked when she had fought, instantly smashing through Li Yingjie¡¯s mental defences. That time, Li Yingjie did not even manage to do anything before being sent flying off the stage by a punch from Ling Lan ... back then, his gaze was filled with terror ... From then onwards, whenever Li Yingjie encountered someone stronger than him, he no longer had the courage to try and fight it out ... Ling Lan rubbed her forehead wearily. "Little Four, you mean that, Li Yingjie¡¯s current condition ispletely because of me?" Little Four nodded firmly. "Of course. The first few defeats had already made that fellow¡¯s heart be unbelievably weak. That fourth time, was coincidentally when your killing intent was at its worst. His spirit received a terrible blow by that killing intent you leaked, leaving him with an inner demon." "Tsk, why is this fellow¡¯s heart so d*mn weak? Isn¡¯t he very arrogant and proud?" Ling Lan was somewhat baffled by this. Qi Long had been constantly losing to her as well, and she did not see any openings open up in that brat¡¯s mental state to produce an inner demon. He still fought as roughly as before. "How could it be the same? Qi Long respects you, Boss. In his heart, Boss is not only Boss, but also a Master. Losing to you is very normal for him. But it¡¯s different for Li Yingjie. He has always considered you, Boss, as a rival, desiring to beat you so much that he was almost crazed by it. But Boss just happened to be too strong and overwhelming. Losing again and again, losing until he had no more confidence, and then his already fragile heart was coincidentally invaded by Boss¡¯s killing intent, hence leading to this problem ...." Little Four¡¯s exnation made Ling Lan somewhat depressed. She had never thought that Li Yingjie would end up following her in the end, making this problem an issue she had to handle. If she had only known earlier, she would have been more merciful back then 1 . However, it was toote for all that now ¡ª she might as well put her energy into thinking about how she could resolve the psychological problem this brat had now. Right then, a powerful sound of fist meeting flesh rang out, "Pow!" On the stage, Song Lianlu had finally grasped a chance tond a heavy punch onto Li Yingjie¡¯s left shoulder. Li Yingjie was sent flying to crash heavily onto the stage. He slid several metres, leaving an extremely obvious line on the stage; it was clear to see how powerful the opponent¡¯s blow had been. Li Yingjie could not stop himself from throwing up a mouthful of blood. Although his vital points had not been hit directly, the opponent¡¯s strength had still been strong enough to cause st injury to his internal organs. He felt a profound ache in his chest cavity, and even worse, his entire left arm had lost all sensation. Who knew if thatst punch had shattered the bones of his shoulder, or if it had damaged his nervous system ... Song Lianlu saw the opponent struck down and pleasant surprise shed through his eyes. Just as he wanted to follow through to determine the oue, Colonel Tang Yu suddenly stopped him and indicated for him to stand to one side. Then, Colonel Tang Yu walked up to Li Yingjie¡¯s side and asked, "Do you choose to admit defeat or continue to fight?" When Li Yingjie heard Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s question, a voice rang out in his heart, ¡¯Li Yingjie, admit defeat quickly! The opponent¡¯s strength is so much higher than yours. You have no way of beating him. There¡¯s no point in persisting. You might as well admit defeat and suffer less.¡¯ Yes, why did he have to hold on so hard and fight? He was weaker than the opponent to begin with ... wasn¡¯t it normal to lose? Li Yingjie slowly raised his hand, prepared to say the words ¡¯I admit defeat¡¯, when a cold voice rang out from behind him, "Li Yingjie, stand up!" Li Yingjie turned his head in bewilderment and saw Ling Lan, who had initially been seated below the stage, now standing right by the edge of the arena stage, looking at him with an icy expression. "Li Yingjie, where have the guts you had when you were younger gone to? Godd*mmit, stand up! It¡¯s time to let them see what the real cocky Li Yingjie is like." Ling Lan¡¯s gaze was clearly frigid, but for some reason Li Yingjie could see the same firm faith in him as before in his gaze ... ¡¯He understands me, and is also willing to believe in me, which was why he had agreed to my request ...¡¯ Li Yingjie did not forget that, before the round, Ling Lan¡¯s gaze had been on Qi Long, but he had still agreed to his volunteering in the end. Not perfunctorily, but with full faith in him, believing that he would put up a good fight. ¡¯No, I cannot let him look down on me!¡¯ Li Yingjie was shaken. A voice in his heart was raging ¡ª yes, I¡¯m cocky and arrogant. I was not afraid of anything at the beginning. Even if someone was stronger than me, I would dare to challenge them ... admit defeat? When had this phrase appeared in my mouth? That¡¯s definitely not me. Li Yingjie abruptly turned his head around. His initially slightly raised right hand changed directions to m onto the ground and support him as he slowly pushed himself off the ground. In spite of the agony, there was no change in Li Yingjie¡¯s face at this moment, as if the wounds on his body did not exist. Seeing Li Yingjie¡¯s movements, Ling Lan turned around with satisfaction, returning to her seat. She believed that, this time, Li Yingjie was different now. Li Yingjie stood up straight, and turning to the waiting Colonel Tang Yu, he said, "I want to continue fighting!" A trace of approval shed through Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s eyes, and he nodded and said, "Alright, the match continues!" Song Lianlu silently tsked. If Colonel Tang Yu had not stopped him, he could have taken the chance to beat the other until he had no more fight in him. At the heart of it, this punk had been saved by the referee. However, this would be the only time! A subtle smile appeared on the corners of Song Lianlu¡¯s lips. This half-crippled punk before him waspletely no match for him. ******** "Who was the one who yelled earlier?" In the Leiting area below the stage, Lin Zhidong frowned as he looked at Ling Lan walking back to her seat, and asked the people around him. "I don¡¯t know. This person is very unfamiliar." The person beside him looked closely at Ling Lan, and found her face unfamiliar, and so shook his head. As Ling Lan had always stayed within the vi without going out, other than those people from the Doha academies, most of the major factions outside really did not know about her. "This person needs to be watched." Lin Zhidong was extremely alert. Being able to rekindle arade¡¯s fighting spirit with just a few words, this person could not be simple. "Yes, Vice Regiment Commander Lin, I will arrange it," answered the person beside him respectfully, silently memorising Ling Lan¡¯s name. "Qi Long, Li Yingjie¡¯s aura seems to have changed," said Wu Jiong to Qi Long excitedly. Li Yingjie¡¯s transformation on the stage had also been sensed by Wu Jiong. Qi Long let out a sigh of relief as well and replied, "Yes, we don¡¯t have to worry about him anymore." He then sighed and added, "Boss Lan is truly Boss Lan, able to change Li Yingjie with just one sentence." These words received Wu Jiong¡¯s agreement. He nced admiringly at the calm and cold-faced Ling Lan by their sides. Only a talent such as Ling Lan, who could discern a person¡¯s nature with one look, would be able to unearth thetent talents of everyone in their team, better leading them as they advanced further. On this point, Wu Jiong was really too far away from Ling Lan¡¯s level. Once again, Wu Jiong felt the distance between he and Ling Lan keenly. This sort of respect and admiration umted bit by bit in Wu Jiong¡¯s heart, until it was so substantial that it could not be overturned. He could only continue to willingly chase after the other, until the end of time! Chapter 254: Im Proud of You! Chapter 254: I¡¯m Proud of You! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The sudden shift in Li Yingjie¡¯s aura startled Song Lianlu. His attacking speed slowed reflexively, giving Li Yingjie time to swiftly pull away to face Song Lianlu from a distance once more. Seeing this, a slight smile appeared on Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s face. This representative of the New Cadet Regiment was still not too bad. Although he did not perform well at the start, he had still adapted in the end ¡ª only a child like this was worthy of being Luo Lang¡¯s teammate ... Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s heart had unknowingly begun to lean towards the New Cadet Regiment. Li Yingjie red at Song Lianlu. At this moment, he only wanted to rip off a chunk of flesh from the opponent¡¯s body somehow, exactly like a savage wolf cub, prepared for its final struggle. Li Yingjie¡¯s fierce gaze made Song Lianlu¡¯s heart clench. His expression became grim ¡ª even if he was confident in his victory, he did not dare to move recklessly right then. Seeing the opponent suddenly be hesitant and cautious, Li Yingjie¡¯s lips curled into a self-mocking smirk. It turned out that when he himself was resolute, the opponent¡¯s aura would also shift in response. Many of his previous inexplicable defeats had truly been his own fault. Li Yingjie self-mocking smilested only for a brief moment before he once again reverted to his typical arrogant and haughty demeanour. The appearance of this expression actually made his initially handsome face rather irritating to look at ¡ª apparently changes in mental state would affect one¡¯s external appearance. This was also why Li Yingjie had not been very popr in the Central Scout Academy despite being a handsome little fellow. Still, the attention of the spectating students was not on Li Yingjie¡¯s annoying face. Instead, their gazes were drawn to an extremely unique motion he made. Li Yingjie¡¯s remaining mobile right hand was raised slightly forwards, his fingers molded into a strange form ... like a hook but not a hook, like a fist but not a fist. But for some reason, the moment this form appeared, everyone found their attention involuntarily drawn to it. ******** "Ah, what move is this?" Seeing this atypical stance, inside the box, Yun Xiu could not help but turn to ask his good friend Li Shiyu in surprise. "This brat is actually using this move now." Li Shiyu¡¯s expression instantly gentled. Earlier, when Li Yingjie was being beaten like a stray dog, his face had been thunderous and unsightly. "You know?" Yun Xiu stared with starry eyes at Li Shiyu, his face filled with anticipation to hear his best friend¡¯s exnation. This cute moe puppy-dog look made a small smile appear on Li Shiyu¡¯s lips, his mood turning for the better instantly. He said, "This is my family¡¯s exclusive killing art. Choosing to use it here, it looks like this fellow is prepared for a final plunge." At this exnation, Yun Xiu turned to look wide-eyed at the screen, excited to see what would happen next. ******** Seeing the opponent¡¯s strange actions, without even thinking about it, Song Lianlu knew the other was about to do something major. However, he was not like that moron Qi Ya, only wanting to save face and reacting with brute force. As long as the final victory was his, he did not mind if the process was unsightly, or if it was dull and uninteresting. Thus, Song Lianlu was extremely patient. He chose to continue waiting, waiting for this surging aura of Li Yingjie¡¯s to pass. He believed that, having been heavily injured, Li Yingjie would not be able to hold out for too long. This rallied strength of his would certainly pass, and that moment would be Song Lianlu¡¯s time to attack. The scene once more descended into the ennui of the start. On the stage, the two fighters each staked out a separate corner, where they stood unmoving. Time passed bit by bit ¡ª one minute, three minutes, five minutes ... the two fighters who seemed content to face off like this forever made the spectating students restless and they began to chat among themselves. The initially quiet and austerebat hall began to rustle with the noise of discussion ... "How long are they nning to face off like that? This is too boring." "Isn¡¯t that freshman already half-crippled? Why does that Leiting person have to be so careful? Is it necessary?" All these wereints by the bored people. "That new cadet¡¯s stance is a little cryptic. It¡¯s necessary for the Leiting candidate to be cautious." "Looks like, Leiting¡¯s representative can¡¯t figure out the depth of the other¡¯s move either. But waiting is more advantageous for the Leiting candidate. Even though the fight is more boring this way, this is undeniably the correct way ..." These were the viewpoints of those who supported the prolonged impasse. The views of the people below the stage were varied. Some scorned Leiting, some supported them, but no one believed that the New Cadet Regiment had any chance of making aeback in this match. This was because Li Yingjie was already heavily injured, while Song Lianlu of Leiting waspletely unharmed. Furthermore, Song Lianlu was obviously the stronger of the two fighters, so unless there was a major ident, the oue would not change anymore. Right now, all the audience was waiting for was when Song Lianlu would officially defeat Li Yingjie and clinch the victory. Just when everyone thought that this impasse would continue, Li Yingjie seemed to have run out of stamina and could not hold on any longer. His body swayed slightly ... Song Lianlu¡¯s gaze brightened, and long prepared, he dashed in, leaping at Li Yingjie. At the moment Li Yingjie had swayed, that immense pressure from that move pressing down on Song Lianlu had copsed, the threatening sense of danger hanging over his head disappearingpletely. Song Lianlu believed that Li Yingjie¡¯s broken body could not support the move any longer, so this was definitely the best opportunity for him to attack. Just when Song Lianlu was about to hit the other¡¯s body, he saw the pale-faced Li Yingjie suddenly smile at him. This unexpected smile made Song Lianlu¡¯s heart clench, but victory was right in front of him ¡ª his fist would strike the opponent in the very next second. Based on his strength, he believed that Li Yingjie was no longer able to muster the energy to fight on ... Watching from below the stage, when Ling Lan saw this scene, her expression changed abruptly and she stood up quickly. The corners of her lips twitched, but in the end, she only pressed her lips tight in a thin line, expression cold as she waited for the final oue. Unwilling to give up on this opportunity, despite the unease in his heart, Song Lianlu clenched his teeth and punched his fist forwards tenaciously. He could not simply give up on this chance just because he could not figure out Li Yingjie¡¯s strange smile. Instantly, he felt his fist strike a soft fleshy body. Bullseye! Song Lianlu was overjoyed ¡ª this meant he had won this match. But before he could even smile in relief and joy, he felt his abdomen hit by arge force. It instantly broke through his defensiveyer of internal energy, prating into his body. "Pffft!" A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Song Lianlu¡¯s mouth. The powerful force had directly injured his internal organs ¡ª his entire body was sent stumbling back seven to eight steps before he managed to stop. However, right after that, he felt his knees fold and he slumped to sit on the ground. The cause of this phenomenon was the strange and erratic internal energy running amok in his body. It was brutalizing his innards, nerves, and muscles, leaving Song Lianlu with no more strength to remain standing. Meanwhile, on the other side, Li Yingjie had simrly been sent stumbling back several steps by Song Lianlu¡¯s attack. He retreated even further than Song Lianlu, only stopping when he reached the edges of the stage. Compared to Song Lianlu¡¯s injuries, Li Yingjie was undoubtedly hurt even worse. Mouthfuls of blood were being heaved out uncontrobly from his mouth, but even so, he still smiled as he stared at Song Lianlu, smugly and arrogantly. ******* "This brat, actually choosing a mutually destructive oue!" In the second-floor box, Li Shiyu smacked a palm into the wall in a fit of anger, leaving a palm print in it. At one side, Yun Xiu¡¯s heart ached once more ¡ª it looked like the fewer than few credits he had could not be saved anymore. Still, heartache aside, he was even more worried about the condition of Li Yingjie. "Shiyu, will your cousin be fine after taking that blow?" "As long as he still breathes, he won¡¯t die," said Li Shiyu tly. Li Shiyu may have sounded indifferent, but he was still worried for that disappointing cousin of his deep inside. After all, that brat had clearly been injured severely and was likely unable to move anymore. It was very probable that he would faint dead away on the stage in the very next second. Li Yingjie had not chosen to dodge that heavy blow by Song Lianlu, using his body to take it forcefully instead ... this was full on direct internal damage. Of course, Li Shiyu also knew well that it was not that Li Yingjie could not dodge ¡ª that swaying motion from before, Li Shiyu knew that it had been a lure because the Li family had that particrbination move. However, he had not thought that Li Yingjie would use the method of exchanging injury for injury to counterattack. Although Li Shiyu felt that this was somewhat not worth it, he had to admit that for Li Yingjie to inflict heavy damage on his opponent, this was the only option which had any chance of seeding. It should be known that if Li Yingjie had chosen to dodge, the opponent would also have had a simr chance of evading Li Yingjie¡¯s killer move ... "This brat has be much more ruthless than before." ¡¯Not only towards others, but also towards himself. Being able to take such ruthless action, this brat has grown up a little more ... it is just unclear whether this growth is good or bad,¡¯ thought Li Shiyu somewhat dispiritedly. ******** On the stage, Li Yingjie knew he was smiling because he had gravely injured the opponent. The aftereffects of the Li family killing move would be more than enough to trouble the other considerably. He had avenged himself ¡ª even if he did not win the match, he did not feel disheartened. He believed that hispanions would definitely recover this loss. Li Yingjie was in fact already at his limit. He felt his head spinning and his vision blur ¡ª these were the symptoms of massive blood loss. He knew he should lie down and receive first aid, but for some reason, he did not want to just lie down like this. He wanted to see Boss Lan¡¯s face and observe his expression, but he just did not have the strength left to even turn his head around ... ¡¯What a pity, not being able to see Boss Lan¡¯s expression at this time ... I wonder if he would be satisfied with my performance today?¡¯ Li Yingjie thought somewhat bitterly. So he had yearned so much for Boss Lan¡¯s acknowledgement ... "Li Yingjie, today, I¡¯m proud of you!" The distinctly cold voice belonging to Ling Lan rang out by Li Yingjie¡¯s ears. This voice made Li Yingjie¡¯s spirits perk up; he actually managed to turn his head and saw that icy yet domineering face of Boss Lan. Currently, Ling Lan had once again walked over to stand by the edge of the stage. Even though his face was as cold and t as usual, Li Yingjie could clearly feel the sincerity of his words ... That will do! Li Yingjie closed his eyes in satisfaction, a smile on his lips as he toppled backwards. However, someone very quickly caught him ¡ª it was the referee of the fights, Colonel Tang Yu. The moment Colonel Tang Yu saw Li Yingjie¡¯s condition, he knew the other was alreadypletely unconscious, unable to continue fighting. His condition was dangerous as well ¡ª even without using internal energy to probe the other¡¯s body, he could tell the other had received extensive internal damage, because blood was still flowing unstoppably from Li Yingjie¡¯s mouth even now. Chapter 255: Qi Long Enters the Stage! Chapter 255: Qi Long Enters the Stage! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Staff, send him to the treatment centre immediately!" Tang Yu shouted. Two uniformed staff members brought a stretcher onto the stage, quickly whisking Li Yingjie away to the treatment centre. Seeing this, Ling Lan turned to instruct Qi Long, "Notify Xie Yi quickly. Tell him to go with them and keep us updated." Qi Long quickly contacted Xie Yi, telling him to follow Li Yingjie to the treatment centre, and to give them timely reports on Li Yingjie¡¯s condition. Thisbat method of Li Yingjie¡¯s which fully disyed his unwillingness to lose even if it would result in an internecine oue 1 had moved Qi Long, Wu Jiong, and the others. It had also let the members of the New Cadet Regiment see a whole new side of the arrogant-to-the-point-of-annoying Li Yingjie. It turned out that that detestable 2nd generation ancestor, who would every so often push them around with his abilities and family background, was as willing as them to put his all into fighting for hispanions¡¯ freedom and their futures. At this time, even those New Cadet Regiment members who bore some dislike for Li Yingjie found themselves silentlyying down their grudges ... Since you treat me with sincerity, then I will also treat you sincerely. We arerades willing to brave life and death together, advancing hand-in-hand without ever giving up! Li Yingjie was very quickly carted away, leaving a still rtively conscious Song Lianlu on the field. Tang Yu announced expressionlessly, "The second match, 4th year Song Lianlu of the Leiting Mecha n wins! Overall, the score is now at 1-1." Tang Yu had just announced the results when Song Lianlu on the other side could not hold on any longer either, copsing to the ground in a dead faint. Tang Yu could only send someone to cart Song Lianlu to the treatment centre as well. It had only been two matches, but all four fighters involved had had to be admitted into the treatment centre ¡ª it was clear to see how intense the fights were this time. A cold gleam shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, and the surrounding temperature dropped by several degrees. Qi Long and Wu Jiong could not help but shiver ¡ª without having to ask, they knew that Boss Lan was currently very angry, otherwise the temperature would not drop so significantly. Still, they were very happy to see Boss Lan react this way. This meant that Boss Lan was about to go berserk, and the fate of the Leiting contingent could only be even worse than Luo Lang and Li Yingjie¡¯s. Qi Long and Wu Jiong¡¯s anticipatory schadenfreude was, at the heart of it, because Leiting had been too brutal. Their fighters had had no intention of stopping the moment victory was determined 2 . Otherwise, Luo Lang and Li Yingjie would not have been injured so badly, and Ling Lan would not have be so angry. Following Tang Yu¡¯s announcement, the waiting Lin Zhidong finally let out a sigh of relief. They had finally won this match. He had not expected the opponent to be this strong, able to fight so fiercely against Leiting¡¯s representative ... Lin Zhidong was somewhat regretful ¡ª perhaps he should have found out more about the opponents before making arrangements. However, he only wavered for an instant, and then Lin Zhidong¡¯s eyes became steady again. With the overall score at 1-1, the two sides were again at the starting line. Of the subsequent three matches, he only needed to win two, and Leiting would win this wagered fight. Compared to the other side who had already yed all their trump cards, he still had two of the strongest jokers 3 in his hand ¡ª this fight, it was impossible for him to lose. Lin Zhidong looked towards the two seniors seated beside him watching the fights, and a trace of respect shone in his eyes. With a bowed posture, he softly asked one of them, "Senior Feng-ming, the next match, I may have to trouble you to fight, to clinch another victory for Leiting." These two powerhouses were not people he could order around casually; he needed to ask whether they were willing. One of them, the man Lin Zhidong had called Senior Feng-ming,ughed brightly at the question, "Seeing them fight so well, my hands have indeed begun to itch. The next round, I¡¯ll fight." His smile as wide as ever, he turned his head to look in the direction of the New Cadet Regiment area. His gaze was tinged with admiration and approval; it looked like he had a very good impression of the New Cadet Regiment. In the end, he did not forget to advise, "Zhidong, if Leiting really wins, inform Qiao Ting that we cannot bully them. We need to cultivate them well. They will definitely be the future supporting pirs of our Leiting." Freshly admitted into the military academy, and they were already able to fight on equal terms with older cadets like themselves ¡ª he believed that the futures of these youths would perhaps be even better than theirs. Lin Zhidong smiled and nodded. "That goes without saying. Otherwise, I would not have arranged this wagered fight." The connotation was that he had set his sights on the other side, which was why he wanted to take them in wholesale. Senior Feng-ming nodded and said nothing more. Meanwhile, the other strong and good-looking youth beside him said levelly, "The freshmen this year are indeed very strong!" "Boss Huo?" Senior Feng-ming turned in bewilderment to stare at his team leader, unsure why the other would say this. "Two Qi-Jin stage masters have alreadye out. What level is the remaining three at?" The good-looking youth said with a half-smile and a quirked brow. Senior Feng-ming began to muse in silence at those words, while Lin Zhidong had also been startled into realisation. ckjawed, he asked, "Boss Huo, you mean ... no, they can¡¯t all be at Qi-Jin stage!" Lin Zhidong shook his head repeatedly in denial, "That¡¯s definitely impossible. How could there be so many Qi-Jin stage masters among the freshmen? Two or three would already be stretching the limits ... they must be using the principle of Tianji¡¯s horse racing. The next one must definitely be their strongest fighter." Hearing this, the good-looking youth only swept a dispassionate gaze at the somewhat panicking Lin Zhidong, mentally shaking his head. Although Lin Zhidong performed pretty well on all fronts, he was still not from the military strategy specialization after all, unable to truly hold steady during times of crisis ... However, this was already Qiao Ting¡¯s problem. Since he had already let go, he needed to believe that Qiao Ting could support the whole of Leiting. On the other side, Lin Zhidong had just submitted the name list when Little Four alerted Ling Lan, saying, "Boss, the other side has sent out Nie Feng-ming!" "The second strongest, is it?" Currently, Ling Lan could only send out either Qi Long or Wu Jiong. Comparatively, the public regimentmander Wu Jiong could less afford to lose. Ling Lan¡¯s gazended decisively on Qi Long. Although Qi Long¡¯s physical skills level was higher than Wu Jiong¡¯s by two levels, he was still no match for the opponent. Still, Ling Lan believed that Qi Long would be able to learn much from this fight ... "Qi Long, prepare to fight!" Ling Lan ordered. At her words, Wu Jiong¡¯s spirits sank as Qi Long shouted excitedly, "Got it, Boss!" Both of them had had their fighting spirits stoked by the previous two matches and wanted to be the third to fight. Unfortunately, Ling Lan had chosen Qi Long in the end. Thus, one dejected, one gleeful ¡ª two distinctly different expressions appeared just like that before Ling Lan. Facing the endlessly mournful and piteous signals Wu Jiong was emitting, Ling Lan rubbed her brow and said helplessly, "Wu Jiong, you¡¯ll get your turn. Don¡¯t rush." Ling Lan¡¯s words made Wu Jiong¡¯s eyes light up, and he instantly tucked away his previously mournful expression as he threw a smug look in Qi Long¡¯s direction. You can bloody enjoy yourself in this match first; next round is my turn. Right then, Wu Jiong did not know that Qi Long was actually a pitiful cannon fodder Ling Lan had sent off to die ¡ª obtaining the final victory would depend on him and Ling Lan. Tang Yu received the name lists sent by both sides and the moment time was up, he announced, "Leiting Mecha n vs New Cadet Regiment, 3rd round, 5th year Nie Feng-ming against 1st year Qi Long." This announcement caused amotion to break out below the stage. In particr, those older cadets sported faces full of shock. They had never expected that, for this match, Leiting would actually dig out their previous vice regimentmander. Since he had appeared, then would the previous Leiting regimentmander appear as well? That person was the number one within the military academy for physicalbat! After both representatives had stepped onto the stage, having obtained confirmation from both sides that they were ready, Colonel Tang Yu coolly dered, "Match start!" Following this cry, Nie Feng-ming made the same decision as Song Lianlu earlier. He wanted to observe the opponent¡¯s strength before making a decision, so he did notunch an attack. Instead, he immediately moved into a defensive position, his eyes closely watching the opponent¡¯s stance and movements. Nie Feng-ming thought that his opponent would do the same, but Qi Long surprised him. After jumping back and forth several times to stretch and loosen his muscles, Qi Long suddenly elerated and charged forwards,ing up to Nie Feng-ming in the blink of an eye, lifting a hand to send a fist hurtling straight at the other¡¯s face. Qi Long¡¯s fighting style was not like the typical bnced, simultaneously offensive and defensive,bat of the Chinese Federation. His style was closer to that of the neighbouring Caesar Empire ¡ª full-force attacks, substituting offence as defence. It could almost be said that defence did not exist for Qi Long. Although Ling Lan had always wanted Qi Long to learn some defence, after multiple sessions of intense torment, Qi Long had walked onto a different path of training. Since he could not defend well, then he might as well not defend at all and focus all of his strength into increasing his body¡¯s resistance and ability to take hits 4 . Within Ling Lan¡¯s learning space, this type of training method was named Body Refining. It was one of the hardest paths to walk, but once it came to fruition, ording to Ling Lan, he would have an indestructible body, able to withstand up to 100,000 catties 5 of force. Thus, Nie Feng-ming was destined to have no chance of observing his opponent ¡ª a wild barrage of attacks had begun bearing down on him. Nie Feng-ming weaved left and right, finally dodging this sudden wild attack of Qi Long¡¯s. He was almost drenched in cold sweat by fear. It was fortunate that he had plenty of battle experience ¡ª if someone weaker were in his ce, they would certainly have been pummelled silly, falling in bafflement beneath these flurry of wild punches before they could even show what they could do. Nie Feng-ming gradually got used to this unreasonable and brutish method of attacking ¡ª he began to inject some counterattacks in between his initial dodging. The two fighters went back and forth exchanging blows, throwing punches and kicks. The fighting was intense; it was difficult to determine who would win anytime soon. Watching this, Tang Yu¡¯s eyebrows quirked and a slight smile emerged on his face. At the beginning, Qi Long¡¯s disorganised attack made him think that this youth was the weakest representative of the New Cadet Regiment, perhaps only included to make up the numbers. But now from the looks of it, he had misjudged. His seemingly reckless actions were actually very systematic ¡ª every attack was directed at a tricky spot which would harass the opponent. Even more astounding was the fact that the trajectory of his every attack also shielded all the fatal weaknesses and openings of his own body very well. If the opponent wanted to strike those spots, he would have to choose to battle it out with Qi Long with brute force, otherwise his efforts would be futile. Colonel Tang Yu was filled with silent admiration. Who¡¯d have thought that there would be so many highly talented youths among this year¡¯s freshmen? This youth especially, had progressed even further than his previous two teammates in the realm of physical skills. It could even be said that, while others were still at the stage of learning through mimicry, he had already begun to seek out and develop abat style exclusive to himself. Tang Yu¡¯s gaze was involuntarily drawn to peer at the area below the stage. There were still two more youths ... would they be just as outstanding? Chapter 256: The Unkillable Roachie! Chapter 256: The Unkible Roachie! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In the rest area of the Leiting Mecha n, the expressions of many had turned extremely ugly. Who the heck was this youth? Why could he fight evenly with their previous vice regimentmander? Lin Zhidong could not help but ask Boss Huo beside him, "Boss Huo, can you tell what level that youth is at?" As Qi Long was the primary attacker right now, with Nie Feng-ming defending passively, it was hard to tell for now what realm the opponent¡¯s physical skills were at. Boss Huo responded dispassionately, "It won¡¯t be lower than Feng-ming¡¯s by much, otherwise Feng-ming would not be so passive. However, this is just temporary." No matter how strong someone at the early stages of Qi-Jin was, they would not be able to hinder Nie Feng-ming to this extent ¡ª that youth on the field was certain to already be at the middle stages of Qi-Jin. The only question was which minor level in the middle stages he was at. Lin Zhidong¡¯s face paled at these words, and he said with a rasp, "Middle stage Qi-Jin? How can this be?" For the past few years, even if the freshmen had great talent, some admitted at the level of Qi-Jin, they would still only have just stepped into early stage Qi-Jin. Take Zhang Jing-an for example. Looking back throughout the history of the military academy, it was still only that one year 20 years ago, when General Ling Xiao had entered the academy, that a student had entered the school already at the middle stage of Qi-Jin. It had caused a ratherrgemotion back then. With a troubled expression, Lin Zhidong looked towards that youth engaged in a close fight on the stage with Nie Feng-ming. Could this be the aberrant Zhang Jing-an had been talking about? With much difficulty, Lin Zhidong pressed down the shock in his heart to say resentfully, "I just knew it. For the third round they would definitely send out the strongest one in their team. Luckily I had arranged for Senior Feng-ming to fight ..." If he had sent out their weakest member here, they would very likely have already lost this match. He had initially thought to easily finish off the other side with a breezy 3-0, yet the score was now already 1-1. However, Lin Zhidong still hoped that Leiting could be ahead in points overall, so they would be able to fight from a superior position instead of being pressured to perform with a disadvantage in the count. Hearing this, Boss Huo could not help but nce at the rest area of the New Cadet Regiment. Was this youth on the stage right now really their strongest fighter? Why had there been a sudden sh of cold air just earlier, which had made fear stir in his heart? Was it an illusion, or was there some powerful instructor from the academy present? Boss Huo could not find an answer, and so could only set aside the concerns in his heart and continue to watch the fight on the stage. Meanwhile, on the side of the New Cadet Regiment, only Wu Jiong remained by Ling Lan¡¯s side. He was clenching his fists, expression nervous as he kept a close watch on the stage. Seeing Qi Long push back the opponent again and again, he could not hold back the joy from his face as he turned to Ling Lan and asked, "Boss Lan, don¡¯t you think Qi Long has a chance to win this match?" Qi Long was fighting so well, and he had always been very strong ¡ª he would not disappoint them. Right then, Ling Lan had her arms folded across her chest as she coolly watched the moves exchanged by the fighters on the stage. This was her usual habit ¡ª copying thebat moves of the real world and feeding them into the learning space. Besides being able to earn some amount of contribution points this way, she could also obtain the improved and further refined ultimate moves developed by the instructors based on the moves she fed the learning space for free. From Ling Lan¡¯s perspective, this could be said to be killing two birds with one stone. To Wu Jiong¡¯s question, she replied instantly, "The fight has just begun, it is too early to determine." Frankly, Ling Lan could see very clearly that it actually was not impossible for Qi Long to win, but the probability was extremely small. Even though he seemed to be fighting his opponent evenly for now, the fight appearing to be extremely exciting, Ling Lan could clearly sense that the flow of the match was already gradually leaning in favour of Nie Feng-ming. If Qi Long continued to fight like this, his chances of winning would only keep decreasing. But would Qi Long change his fighting style? No! Thus, Qi Long¡¯s loss, Ling Lan could already almost see it ... However, it was notpletely impossible ¡ª all of it would depend on whether Qi Long could achieve a personal breakthrough on the stage. To overpower the strong from a weaker position, the chancey in securing a breakthrough during the fight, and Qi Long truly had the potential to do so. Ling Lan could not help but recall the time back when they had been six years old, during the entrance test of the Central Scout Academy ¡ª Qi Long¡¯sbat moves had been extremely immature, but he had unexpectedly achieved a personal breakthrough then ... perhaps she could ce a little hope on this. The people below the stage were nervous and conflicted, while the two on the stage were getting more and more engrossed in their fight. Qi Long¡¯sbat style had always been attack, attack, attack, with no pauses to take stock or defend. He was the type who became more and more berserk as he fought ¡ª the more pressure he was under, the harder he fought back. In Ling Lan¡¯s words, he was an unkible roachie. Therefore, despite Nie Feng-ming having the upper hand in terms of the flow of the match, in terms of attack, Qi Long seemed to be on a roll. With the exception of people like Ling Lan whose realm was high enough to discern the true face of things, the other people were all watching as if through cloud and mist. Even if Leiting was extremely confident in Nie Feng-ming, they could not help but find their hearts beating erratically at this moment. "What¡¯s going on?" Lin Zhidong was flustered, "Boss Huo, didn¡¯t you say Senior Feng-ming would take control of the situation? Why isn¡¯t there any sign of this even now?" Boss Huo¡¯s thick eyebrows knitted tightly, and he replied, "Don¡¯t rush, keep watching! The opponent is not weak, but, I estimate that he is weaker than Feng-ming by one minor level ..." "Boss Huo, you¡¯ve made out the levels?" Pleasant surprise bloomed on Lin Zhidong¡¯s face. As long as the opponent was not stronger than Senior Feng-ming, he was not afraid. "Hn. The spots that the opponent has been attacking are all the weak points of Feng-ming¡¯s moves, making it very ufortable for Feng-ming to fight." Boss Huo¡¯s eyebrows remained locked together. "The opponent seems to know Feng-ming¡¯sbat moves very well ... leading Feng-ming to be countered at every turn. Still, even so, the opponent has no way of taking Feng-ming down. Based on this point alone, we can tell that the opponent¡¯s strength is weaker than Feng-ming¡¯s, otherwise Feng-ming would be finding it even more difficult to fight." "Then, when will Senior Feng-ming be able to turn the situation around?" Lin Zhidong¡¯sbat realm was too low, so he really could not tell anything much from watching. He could only ask Boss Huo once again. Boss Huo answered, "Wait patiently for a little longer. It should be soon." He had barely finished saying that when he suddenly smiled and added, "There¡¯s no need to wait anymore. Feng-ming is already turning things around now. He should finish off the opponent very quickly." Only at this point did Boss Huo notice the shifting of the flow towards Feng-ming. The time it took for him toe to this conclusion was obviously behind Ling Lan¡¯s ¡ª it was clear to see that in terms of vision, Boss Huo was no match for Ling Lan. However, Boss Huo was still astounded enough at the capability of this year¡¯s freshmen. Thinking back to when they had first entered the academy, there had only been one early stage Qi-Jinbat master, and that had already been enough to send the military academy into rapture, pooling their resources to focus on cultivating that talent. Who could have imagined that this year, Qi-Jin stagebat masters were almost like a dime a dozen, popping out one after the other ... Was it because Qi-Jin masters were now mainstream, or had their year just been too lousy? "Could it be that the military academy is about to be turned upside down?" For some reason, Boss Huo suddenly had this thought, but he very soon shook it out of his head. In the military academy, the determination of whether one was strong did not depend on physical skills, but on mecha control. Perhaps, two yearster, they would be able to see if these talented youths were equally aberrant when it came to mecha control. On the stage, as expected, the flow of the match was developing as Ling Lan had predicted. Nie Feng-ming had be used to Qi Long¡¯s berserker style attack mode, and was slowly turning the situation around. Qi Long¡¯s initially fierce attacks gradually toned down, and his attacks even seemed to give off a sense of being forced and restricted. With this, everyone believed that, not too long after, Nie Feng-ming would certainly be able to defeat his opponent, clinching the victory for this round. However, everyone had been too idealistic ¡ª another 50 to 60 moves passed, and still there was no sign of Qi Long¡¯s defeated figure. Even though he was not fighting as freely and wildly as he did at the start, he was still holding on ... Another ten minutes passed, and Qi Long was still holding on ... Twenty minutes passed, and Qi Long was still holding on ... Thirty minutes went by, and Qi Long was still holding on ... "F*ck, that freshman is really an indestructible cockroach!" Qi Long¡¯s tenacity finally gained him the admiration and respect of some of the older cadets. How was this freshman so tenacious and resistant to damage? Several times, it was obvious that he had been struck by Nie Feng-ming¡¯s fists and legs ¡ª many people thought that Qi Long would be injured by this, and that even if he was not hurt, he would still end up shifting his posture and attack stance due to the pain, leading him to lose the ability to use his offence as defence. Of course, once that happened, Nie Feng-ming would jump on the chance tounch consecutive attacks and bring him downpletely. But surprisingly, even after taking several attacks, Qi Long seemed not to feel anything. The attack motions of his hands were not at all affected ¡ª instead, Nie Feng-ming was greatly shocked by Qi Long¡¯s pain-free reaction, so much so that he forgot to continue attacking. This gave Qi Long a breather and he forcefully tided his way through the attack. "Damn, does that fellow not have any pain receptors?" Many times they saw Nie Feng-ming¡¯s forceful fists strike the other¡¯s body ¡ª even the audience watching from below could feel their bodies ache in sympathetic pain, but Qi Long remained indifferent, no change at all in his expression. "What a monster!" Even if his strength was weaker than themselves, meeting such an opponent would cause anyone to have a headache. Frankly, Nie Feng-ming currently indeed found himself presented with a terrible headache. He even wondered if this youth before him was a robot, just cloaked in ayer of human skin. "Looks like this match has turned into a fight of endurance. Now we just need to see who runs out of stamina first." Those who were astute had already figured out that the oue of the fight would not be determined anytime soon. "That body of Qi Long¡¯s is truly abnormal. Even though he¡¯s hit, it looks as if he was only tickled. This match is going to drag on for a while; it would be great if the opponent could be worn down." Wu Jiong stared excitedly at the stage. Every time he saw Qi Long fight, he would be unbelievably excited. It could not be helped ¡ª Qi Long¡¯sbat style was just like that, every punch meeting flesh, no irs and dramatics, his pure strength doing all the talking. "The opponent is extremely collected. At present, Qi Long has no advantage!" Ling Lan replied with a frown. Qi Long may be acting extremely nonchnt, but she had still seen his face twitch slightly whenever he had been hit. It wasn¡¯t that it didn¡¯t hurt ¡ª Qi Long was just suppressing it by force. Great. Each one of this bunch of brats is even more tolerant than the one before ... they were all bloody turning into teenage mutant ninja turtles 1 now. She could only hope Qi Long¡¯s internal injuries were not too severe, otherwise he would not be able to hold up for long. Ling Lan worried in her heart. Ling Lan actually did not mind whether Qi Long won or lost. She only hoped that Qi Long would be able to find a chance to breakthrough during this match, pushing past his current bottleneck. Mind you, Qi Long had been stuck at middle stage Qi-Jin for almost a full year now ¡ª although she had sought Qi Long out whenever she had time to spar with him and put him through the wringer, the effects had been insignificant. Perhaps Qi Long had already gotten used to herbat methods, for his bottleneck had not budged at all from their sessions. This was also why Ling Lan had chosen to let Qi Long sh with the second strongest on the opposing team. Even as Ling Lan plotted to ensure the final victory would be theirs, she also hoped Qi Long would be able to benefit from this fight. "The opponent is pulling away!" Wu Jiong suddenly stood up to shout. At the same time, the development ying out on the stage made Ling Lan¡¯s brow crease into a deep furrow. Chapter 257: Breakthrough in a Hopeless Situation! Chapter 257: Breakthrough in a Hopeless Situation! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Nie Feng-ming, who had been fighting close to Qi Long all this while, suddenly retreated, distancing himself from Qi Long. Qi Long had never been a fighter who relied on speed. He was unable to keep up with the opponent¡¯s unexpected move, and a considerable distance was put between them. A cold light shed through Ling Lan¡¯s eyes ¡ª she knew that Nie Feng-ming was probably about to unleash some ultimate move! Sure enough, Nie Feng-ming suddenly crouched low and then sprang up into the air. Airborne, a surge of Qi seemed to flow from the soles of his feet into his right arm. With an audible tearing sound, Nie Feng-ming¡¯s right arm bulged ¡ª the rippling muscles tore through his school uniform, his sleeves turning into tatters. "Pneumatic Punch!" Nie Feng-ming shouted, his right hand clenched into a tight fist which was hurtling towards Qi Long. "Good timing!" The fighting spirit in Qi Long¡¯s eyes red. Even if he knew he was no match for the opponent, Qi Long would never cower. He resolutely threw out his own right fist in response, "Take my One-Inch Punch!" Only the 3rd form of One-Inch Punch would be able to help him weather this move. Seeing this scene unfold, even someone as calm andposed as Ling Lan could no longer sit still. She stood up abruptly, her expression coldly focused as she waited for the final oue. The two punches collided with a loud ¡¯boom!¡¯ ¡ª endless energy surged from the two fists, radiating out from where the fists were connected. This surge of energy shook the entire stage, causing the stage to actually emit groaning noises, creaking as it begun to quake. Beneath the feet of the two fighters, the ground suddenly shattered. Of course, this was just virtual 3D imaging, but it made the audience feel as if it were real. It was as if the stage beneath the fighters¡¯ feet would really be unable to hold on past the next second and thoroughly copse. The cracks spread rapidly outwards ¡ª the speed and range of those around Nie Feng-ming were slower and smaller, while those around Qi Long were quicker andrger. This point alone proved that the stacked strength Qi Long was wielding with the aid of the 3rd form of One-Inch Punch was still a bracket inferior to the opponent¡¯s in terms of internal energy. If not, the feedback force beneath his feet would not be sorge 1 . Both fists stayed connected for several seconds; in the end, the two of them could not withstand the opposing forces and were sent flying back at the same time. With a somersault in the air, Nie Feng-ming dispersed the reaction force andnded soundly on one corner of the stage. Still, even so, he felt his Qi and blood roiling in his chest, a sickly sweet coppery taste at the back of his throat surging to get out. He clenched his teeth and forcefully pushed back this bloody Qi. As the second strongest person in Leiting for physical skillsbat, he would not allow himself to be visibly injured on the stage. This was his pride. Meanwhile, Qi Long was in a worse state. He had no way of dispersing the energy as casually as Nie Feng-ming had ¡ª he was instantly sent flying, and in the air, he could not stop himself from spewing out a mouthful of blood. Qi Long¡¯s body had initially already been injured by the opponent; he had merely been suppressing it by relying on his tough body. However, at this moment, being pressured by this tremendous surge of Qi-Jin from the opponent, he could no longer hold back the extent of his injuries. Not only that, this forceful sh had heaped yet more injury on top of his previous injuries, thus resulting in his spewing of blood the moment he was sent flying. Qi Long was not as vain as Nie Feng-ming ¡ª since he could not do it, he might as well not force it. He allowed his body to m heavily onto the stage, leaving a dent on the already crumbling stage. Qi Long pressed a hand to his chest as he fell to the ground. By this time, Colonel Tang Yu had alreadye up to his side, and he crouched down to ask, "Qi Long, can you still fight?" He did not ask him whether he admitted defeat, instead asking whether he could still fight ¡ª this was because the impression Qi Long had made in Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s mind was that he was a youth who absolutely would not admit defeat. Qi Long¡¯s lips split into a wide grin as he replied loudly, "Fight! Why wouldn¡¯t I fight? As long as I can still move, I¡¯ll fight till the end." Even though Qi Long had no dignity to speak of at this moment ¡ª his mouth and lips all coated with blood, looking somewhat frightening ¡ª his grin and those words and tone filled with conviction moved Colonel Tang Yu. Qi Long¡¯s honest face carried a look of determination and a somewhat silly smile, but it was much purer than those clever people and their schemes. He was someone who devoted his entire body and soul intobat ¡ª this kind of person would often climb much higher than those intelligent prodigies, walking further than they ever could. Colonel Tang Yu felt his initially cold and hardened heart begin to burn, and he shouted out loud, "Good! Then let the fight continue!" Tang Yu abruptly stood up and took two steps back to stand in the middle of the stage. This meant that the match was in a temporary time-out ¡ª the fight would need his deration to resume. A trace of gratitude shed across Qi Long¡¯s drooping eyes. He looked to be unbelievably guileless, like such a nice guy, but Han Jijyun had always imed he was in fact very ck-bellied ¡ª he understood all the things he truly needed to understand. Indeed, that was true ¡ª like right now, Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s actions may not have been explicitly exined, but Qi Long still understood that the other was helping him. Interrupting the fight was extremely advantageous to Qi Long. This gave him a chance to catch his breath and deal somewhat with his injuries. It also gave him the time to settle his chaotic Qi-Jin to restore some of his fighting strength. Qi Long did not sit to rest, but slowly climbed off the ground. He could not let Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s good intentions be noticed by anyone else. Colonel Tang Yu saw Qi Long¡¯s slow movements, and a trace of approval shed through his eyes. Able to use the time he had to recover his strength without any outward signs, this silly little fellow was not truly silly. However, this was even better. There were way too many plots and schemes in this world ¡ª even someone as formidable as god-ss operator General Ling Xiao had not been able to avoid being set up and harmed ¡ª a little adaptability was never out of ce. Although Qi Long had obtained a chance to catch his breath, the time was not very long. In the span of a few breaths, Qi Long had stood up straight again. "Can we start now?" Tang Yu asked Qi Long once again. Seeing Qi Long nod, he then turned to ask the same to Nie Feng-ming, and seeing Nie Feng-ming nod as well, he waved his arm and yelled, "The fight continues!" ******** During the time when Colonel Tang Yu had paused the match, Lin Zhidong had not been able to stop himself from frowning. He said, "Boss Huo, Colonel Tang Yu seems to be intentionally dragging the time." Even though Colonel Tang Yu was the teacher adviser of Leiting¡¯s regimentmander Qiao Ting, with regards to this wagered battle, Colonel Tang Yu was obviously leaning towards the side of the New Cadet Regiment. "Hn, Colonel Tang Yu has a very favourable impression of this batch of new cadets. Looks like the six-person quota of next year hasrgely been decided now," Boss Huo sighed. Initially, he had hoped Leiting¡¯s freshmen would be able to secure one or two of the slots, but now, it looked like the chances were low. Lin Zhidong gaped and said, "You¡¯re saying ... these freshmen?" "What do you think? Able to represent the New Cadet Regiment, these must be their strongest. And these people will undoubtedly be the future students of the mecha sses. Just the three freshmen who have alreadye out to fight are already enough to please Colonel Tang Yu ... I only hope that the next two are truly, as you say, the weakest of the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s line-up. That way, our Leiting freshmen may still have some hope of bing Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s students." Lin Zhidong could see Boss Huo¡¯s displeasure, and said in response, "Boss Huo, as long as we win this wagered battle, we will be able to take in the entire New Cadet Regiment. Then, Colonel Tang Yu will still be the mecha instructor of Leiting." "You¡¯re not wrong, but outsiders will never truly put their full effort into serving Leiting. I will still rest easier if our own Leiting people manage to obtain some slots," said Boss Huo with a solemn tone. People they added in from the outside could be utilised, and utilised well at that, but the full future of Leiting could not be entrusted to them. If by any chance the other held some grudge in their hearts and betrayed them from the inside, then it would truly be a tragedy for Leiting. Lin Zhidong¡¯s heart clenched in fright, and he hurried to nod and say, "Boss Huo speaks truly. I will be careful. There is still one year¡¯s time. By whatever means, I will find a way to let Colonel Tang Yu ept one of Leiting¡¯s best talents." At that, Boss Huo was finally satisfied. "That¡¯ll be fine!" Lin Zhidong went silent however, beginning to wonder whether his initial thinking had been too simple. As Boss Huo had said, could outsiders really be the future pirs of Leiting? ******** On the stage, following Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s deration to begin, Nie Feng-ming pounced. The opponent looked like he was at the end of his rope ¡ª if he did not attack now, was he going to wait until the opponent had recovered even more to fight? Nie Feng-ming would not let this opportunity go by. One punch, two punches, three punches ¡ª every punchnded on flesh. Even though Qi Long had gained some time, it had not been enough for the roiling Qi-Jin in his body to settle back to normal. Therefore, when Nie Feng-ming attacked, despite wanting to punch back and block, Qi Long found that he actually no longer had the strength to swing his fists. He could only watch helplessly as he was struck. Following these few punches, a great amount of blood once more poured from Qi Long¡¯s mouth. It went without question that his internal injuries were worsening. Qi Long did not know how much longer he could hold on for, but he could not resign himself to being defeated just like that. He thought of Luo Lang, who had been willing to take the risk and activate his innate talent for the sake of victory, and he also thought of Li Yingjie who, despite losing, had savagely taken a chunk of the opponent¡¯s flesh in rpense 2 . Qi Long¡¯s eyes once again zed with fire ¡ª what hispanions could do, he needed to be able to do too! Even if he could not win, he would make the opponent pay a hefty price! Qi Long¡¯s mind became sharper and sharper ¡ª even if he did not have any strength left to swing his fists, his eyes were locked tight on the opponent¡¯s fists, watching as those fists struck his body again and again ... How did it feel like to watch personally as he was tormented by another? Qi Long did not know. All Qi Long knew was that he had not been able to clearly see the opponent¡¯s fists at first, but those fists gradually slowed down in his vision, until it seemed as if they were moving in slow motion, individual still frames in his eyes. From the moment the opponent began circting his Qi, to the channeling of power into his fists, all of it was presented before him. The attack trajectory of the punches were so clear, unlike before when he had to estimate where the opponent would attack from. Now, he could see so clearly just by using his eyes ¡ª he could even determine from his vision which part was the point powering the attack just from its trajectory. He knew that as long as his fist hit that spot, not only would he not feel the other¡¯s strength, that strength would also backfire on the opponent. But he just godd*mn couldn¡¯t move right now! If he could move, he would be able to hit that spot, and he believed that he would not lose! Qi Long was currently extremely frustrated. If he still had the energy, if he could still fight back ... at this moment, Qi Long found to his pleasant surprise that his hand had moved. However, it could not keep up with the speed he needed ¡ª he had no way of reaching that spot with the time it would take his hand to get there. No, he could not give up just like this! Right then, Qi Long could no longer feel the intense pain throughout his body. At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind ¡ª faster, faster, and even faster ¡ª to let his fist reach that spot in the time he needed it to ... Ling Lan, who had initially sat down again and was just watching Qi Long be abused, was forcefully holding back her desire to step in. When she saw Qi Long¡¯s fist twitch, her eyes abruptly brightened. However, Ling Lan feared that this was just a subconscious action of Qi Long¡¯s, and so remained reserved. But when she saw Qi Long¡¯s speed be increasingly faster, actually exceeding his original top speed in the end, she stood up once more. At this moment, Ling Lan¡¯s eyes revealed her pleasant surprise. Could Qi Long really be this lucky? Actually breaking through in this sort of hopeless situation? BAM! BAM! BAM! These were the sounds of punches striking flesh! Nie Feng-ming¡¯s forehead was already coated withyers of sweat tracks. He did not know how many iron fists he hadnded on the opponent¡¯s body, but other than some muscles spasms right at the start and some minor reactions to the pain, the opponent had actually not disyed any signs of feeling in the following few attacks. Not only that, the pressure the opponent was exerting on him was getting heavier and heavier ¡ª he was even beginning to question whether he was actually fighting a human being anymore. Nie Feng-ming¡¯s attacks became increasingly quicker, his fists raining down on Qi Long¡¯s body like a torrential downpour. The blood flowing from Qi Long¡¯s lips continued to increase, until he was puking it out by the mouthful. Everyone thought that Qi Long no longer had any ability to fight back, that he would only be able to stand there and let Nie Feng-ming beat him as he liked ... Even Colonel Tang Yu could not help but wonder whether he should just announce Qi Long¡¯s loss, but Qi Long¡¯s eyes were still shining with determination. It was as if he had never lost his ability to fight, and was only waiting for the opportune chance. "Bam!" This sound was different from the ones before it. Everyone stared in astonishment at the youth with his blood-soaked grin. Qi Long, who seemed as if he had no strength left to lift his fist and block, had actually managed to lift his fist to urately meet the other¡¯s attacking fist. That sound just now was precisely the sound of the meeting of the two fists ... "Great!" Right here and now, even those seniors who did not think well of the new cadets could not help but cheer for Qi Long! Such an unkible cockroach ... under such circumstances, which everyone had thought waspletely hopeless, he had finally counterattacked. "What is this?" Nie Feng-ming¡¯s expression finally changed. He began to doubt himself ¡ª could it be that his fists had no strength at all behind them? Was this why he was unable to bring down the opponent, finally giving the other a chance to counterattack? "Feng-ming, don¡¯t nk out, continue to fight!" Boss Huo saw Nie Feng-ming¡¯s expression of confusion, and quickly stood up to shout him out of it. As an outside observer, he could naturally tell that Qi Long¡¯s internal injuries had already reached a limit. Nie Feng-ming would only need to add on a few more hits topletely defeat the opponent ¡ª no, perhaps just one more hit would do. Nie Feng-ming quickly regained his senses. With a grit of his teeth, he swung his fists up again and sent them punching out fiercely at this youth before him! "Bam!" What he struck was still the opponent¡¯s fist. The other had not punched any slower than he had, perfectly intercepting his own punch at the point where his strength had not reached its maximum, preventing him from using his full strength. It felt as horrible as being purposefully interrupted just when one was nning to relieve one¡¯s bowels 3 . "I do not believe you can keep intercepting my fists!" Nie Feng-ming was already heated up from the battle. His fists rained down like a thunderstorm, but every punch was intercepted by Qi Long, each one intercepted at that most ufortable spot. "Argh!" After punching for who knows how many times, Nie Feng-ming suddenly felt the hot blood roiling in his chest. His mouth opened and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining Qi Long¡¯s chest. The many urate blocks had caused his strength to be repressed, forced back into his body since it could not be released. After these multiple stunted attacks, his internal organs could no longer handle the umted backflow of energy, finally resulting in internal damage, causing him to no longer be able to hold back from puking blood. Chapter 258: Fatal Weakness! Chapter 258: Fatal Weakness! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Ah, what¡¯s going on? Why is Nie Feng-ming throwing up blood too? The opponent didn¡¯t even hit him!" The spectating people were all dumbfounded. Even some of thosebat experts were boggled, with only a few people at a higher realm bing spective ... Inside the Wuji box, Han Yu, Wei Ji, and the rest, who had initially been happily chatting and joking around, not thinking much of this match, finally found their expression¡¯s twisting in shock. Han Yu in particr could not help but exim, "What the bloody hell is going on? It can¡¯t be that this is a supernatural encounter, right?" The opponent was clearly not as skilled as Nie Feng-ming, and he had already been pummelled by Nie Feng-ming till he was half-crippled ¡ª even stranger was the fact that Nie Feng-ming had not been hit whatsoever ... how then had he mysteriously gotten injured to the point that he was puking out blood? Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun shared a nce, Zhao Jun¡¯s eyes simrly brimming with confusion. This was because there was no one who could intercept an opponent so many times at the precise spot where the opponent¡¯s strength was the weakest. As this bizarre situation had never urred before, most people just could not conceive of it, and hence were unable to figure things out. Li Lanfeng¡¯s eyes remained as calm as before, but inside his heart, he kept thinking that those movements were rather familiar ¡ª it was as if somewhere deep in his memory, someone else had done something simr before ... When Nie Feng-ming began throwing up blood, he had no choice but to stop attacking. He leapt back abruptly, pulling away, thinking that Qi Long would follow him, but unexpectedly, Qi Long only stood there, not moving a single step. Instead, Qi Long¡¯s eyes were wide as he continued to sport his split-mouthed grin ¡ª backdropped by his bloody face, his expression seemed rather stiff and eerie. Nie Feng-ming swiped at the blood on the corner of his lips, eyes trained on this unbeatable youth before him. No matter how steady and level-headed he was, at this moment, he could not help but be anxious internally. He sorely wished he could strike this detestable youth down with one punch and end this unending sticky-candy of a match. "Feng-ming, be patient!" Right then, Nie Feng-ming heard a familiar voice ring out from behind him. Turning to look, he saw that Boss Huo had alreadye up to the edge of the stage, and was giving him a quiet reminder. As long as the people by the stage did not climb onto the stage, verbalmunication was within allowed parameters during the fights. Thus, Ling Lan¡¯s words to Li Yingjie, as well as Boss Huo¡¯s words now to Nie Feng-ming, were all considered legal actions ¡ª neither side would have any objections. Nie Feng-ming nodded at Boss Huo, his initially slightly restless and impatient heart settling down. He turned once more to look at the motionless Qi Long ¡ª it was just as Boss Huo had said, the current Qi Long was not the Qi Long at the beginning of the match. Even though he looked half-crippled, for Nie Feng-ming to truly defeat the other, he needed to first find a way to avoid the other¡¯s perfectly timed interceptions. Nie Feng-ming took a deep breath and moved. However, the direction he chose to attack in was no longer straight on, but from the side ¡ª he was betting that Qi Long¡¯s broken body was unable to move. As expected, Qi Long¡¯s body did not move ¡ª his head did not even twitch. Only one fist again appeared abruptly before his eyes, again aiming for that most ufortable spot. So the side doesn¡¯t work? Nie Feng-ming leapt back the moment his fist bumped Qi Long¡¯s. He then once again changed directions to get behind Qi Long. This scene made everyone cry out in shock, because they all knew what Nie Feng-ming was nning ¡ª he wanted to attack Qi Long from behind. This action might seem somewhat unsporting, but on the battlefield, there was no such thing as fairness. Only the person who survived would be the winner. However, were things really as he imagined them to be? Just as his foot was about to hit Qi Long¡¯s back, he suddenly found that arge fist was once more before his eyes, urately striking the side of his kneecap. There was a ¡¯crack!¡¯ ¡ª this was the sound of a joint being dislocated. Qi Long¡¯s strength had urately struck at the most fragile spot on Nie Feng-ming¡¯s leg, finally causing Nie Feng-ming to grunt involuntarily. Nie Feng-ming was no ordinary person ¡ª even though his knee had been unexpectedly dislocated by Qi Long, he did not yell out. With a stomp of his left leg, he flew backwards to once again stand at his original position. However, now he was using only his left leg as his support. His right leg was dragging on the ground, no longer able to exert any energy. Qi Long had in fact not turned aroundpletely. He had only shifted half a step, but this half step had been enough for Qi Long to obtain the angle he needed to swing his fist, intercepting the opponent¡¯s attack in a timely manner while bringing him the unexpected benefit of wounding the other further. With this, the oue of the match was once more shrouded in mystery ¡ª it was possible for either side to win or lose. After all, one person¡¯s body was heavily injured, while the other¡¯s right knee was dislocated. The scales of the match were once again bnced. At this point, even Boss Huo from Leiting could not help but frown, because now even he could not tell how this match would turn out. He peered at Qi Long, who was still wearing that bloody grin, and felt that that grin of his was really too creepy and unnatural. In his memory, the other had seemed to be like this ever since he had begun using that inscrutable fist to intercept Nie Feng-ming¡¯s attacks ... Could it be ...? Boss Huo¡¯s gaze lit up, and both his eyes locked onto Qi Long, tracking him closely. The fight was still ongoing ¡ª even though Nie Feng-ming¡¯s knee was dislocated, this did not prevent him from attacking. Very soon, Qi Long and Nie Feng-ming were once more engaged inbat. This time, Boss Huo did not spare any of his attention on Nie Feng-ming. He put his entire focus on Qi Long ¡ª whether it was Qi Long¡¯s smile or gaze or even his reflexive actions, Boss Huo missed none of it. In the end, his eyes brightened even more. He had discovered what condition Qi Long was in right now. Apparently, Qi Long was already at his limit. The grin on his face was not a true grin, only there because Qi Long just did not have any spare energy to shift the muscles of his face. He had funnelled all his remaining energy into his fists. As long as Nie Feng-ming continued to harass Qi Long, and drain all his energy, the other would fall in due time ... While Boss Huo was just figuring out Qi Long¡¯s condition, Ling Lan, as Qi Long¡¯s boss, had already begun frowning deeply the moment Nie Feng-ming had chosen to attack Qi Long¡¯s back. When Qi Long had shifted that half step to counterattack, the furrow of Ling Lan¡¯s brow had deepened even further. That¡¯s right, at that point, when no one else had noticed anything, Ling Lan had already discerned that Qi Long was already running on fumes. For that half step, Qi Long had had to hold back the agonizing pain all across his body to move with a Herculean effort. Beneath both of Qi Long¡¯s almost immobile feet were two average-sized puddles. The puddles did not consist of the blood Qi Long had spat out from his mouth, but of sweat which had poured from his body when he had pushed through the pain to execute that half step ... Ling Lan closed her eyes in regret, feeling sorry for Qi Long. She knew Qi Long¡¯s personality well ¡ª as long as there was a chance of winning, he would not think of losing at all. However, Qi Long¡¯s breakthrough had still been toote. His internal injuries were too severe; his broken body simply could not support his counterattack. However, this pity Ling Lan felt onlysted for a brief instant. What she prioritised the most was still the improvement Qi Long had gained in this match. Trading one defeat for Qi Long¡¯s breakthrough, Ling Lan felt that this was unbelievably worth it. "Feng-ming, don¡¯t be so one-minded! Attack from all angles!" shouted Boss Huo once again. Nie Feng-ming had the utmost trust in his boss. Thus, hearing his boss¡¯s instructions, he did not pause to think about it ¡ª with a spring of his left leg, he flew into the air like arge bird of prey. This time, he did not attack Qi Long directly, but in ordance with Boss Huo¡¯s instructions, he came up behind Qi Long ... And then he leapt into the air once more, sending a fist hurtling towards Qi Long¡¯s lower back! With a ¡¯bam!¡¯ the two fists collided forcefully. Although Qi Long tried his best to turn around, his battered body would not allow him to abuse it a second time, finally lodging its protest. This time, Qi Long only managed to shift a small half step, even smaller than that of the first time. Although he did manage to turn, it was not aplete turn, so he did not have the time nor the space and angle to disrupt the opponent¡¯s attack. In order to protect his body, he could only take this attack by force. This was the first direct Qi-Jin confrontation between Qi Long and Nie Feng-ming since Qi Long¡¯s breakthrough. The difference was that this attack of Nie Feng-ming¡¯s was of a tentative nature, and so did not contain his full power, so Qi Long managed to bear it. The two fists could be seen to push against each other for about 1 to 2 seconds, and then Nie Feng-ming was sent flying back by the rebound force of the collision. Meanwhile, Qi Long¡¯s body swayed violently in ce, and the blood which had stopped flowing began to trickle from his mouth once again. Still, even so, he did not retreat even half a step. It was not that Qi Long did not want to retreat, but once he did, the breath holding him upright would escape. Even under these circumstances, Qi Long still did not want to give up, because he did not want to lose to anyone other than Boss. In Qi Long¡¯s mind, he could only lose to Ling Lan. As expected! Nie Feng-mingnded on one foot, because his other leg was powerless, and to stabilise himself, he had to take several hops back. Though he looked a little clumsy and dishevelled, all this could not stop him from smiling. Due to Boss Huo¡¯s advice, he had found Qi Long¡¯s fatal weakness. It turned out that Qi Long was really already at his limit, and could no longer turn around! "Has it still been exposed in the end?" Ling Lan sighed. Even though Ling Lan had known that Qi Long¡¯s weakness would eventually be discovered by the opponent, Ling Lan had still hoped for a lucky fluke in her heart. She had hoped that Qi Long would have a chance to defeat the other before he was figured out by the opponent. Since Nie Feng-ming had discovered Qi Long¡¯s weakness, he naturally did not prolong the fight. He once again moved to Qi Long¡¯s back and attacked with a rapid fist ... Qi Long was still holding on. From the stage, sound after sound of fists colliding could be heard. Following the increase of Nie Feng-ming¡¯s strength, the swaying of Qi Long¡¯s body became more and more extreme. The blood never stopped flowing from his mouth, instead increasing in volume with time, until it was flowing out like water ... Now was the time! Nie Feng-ming sensed the power levels from Qi Long¡¯s fists once more, and his eyes instantly shone with a radiant light. The next move would be when the oue would be decided ¡ª with just one more punch, he would defeat Qi Long. However, he did not want to end things like this! As the second strongestbat expert within the military academy, this fight with Qi Long had greatly hurt his pride. Under the situation where he had the full upper hand, he had actually been inflicted with internal injury in a mysterious way. Moreover, the opponent had even found a chance to dislocate his knee. Nie Feng-ming felt that this performance of his was a disgrace. If he could not utterly crush the opponent, he would never be able to lift his head before the people of Leiting ... A trace a cruelty shed through Nie Feng-ming¡¯s eyes. He took in a powerful breath, concentrating all the Qi-Jin in his body, and shouted, "Pneumatic Punch!" Chapter 259: Giving Him a Taste of His Own Medicine! Chapter 259: Giving Him a Taste of His Own Medicine! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Boss Huo stood up abruptly, yelling in shock, "Feng-ming, stop!" On the stage, Tang Yu¡¯s expression changed drastically. With a shift, his body sprung into motion, prepared to stop this highly destructive ultimate move of Nie Feng-ming. If some major casualty urred in these fights he was refereeing, it would be a great dereliction of duty ... There was a ¡¯thwack¡¯, clearly distinct from the dull thumps of fists hitting flesh. This sound was obviously much crisper. Everyone found to their shock that, heaven knows when, another person had appeared on the stage. He stood between Nie Feng-ming and Qi Long, easily holding Nie Feng-ming¡¯s fist with one hand. The fluttering of his sleeve proved that this person had just rushed onto the scene. His fist in the other¡¯s palm, Nie Feng-ming¡¯s first feeling was that the other¡¯s strength was like a bottomless ocean. When the explosive power contained in his fists charged at the other, it was like a stone dropping into a tranquil sea, with nary a ssh nor ripple. It was truly as if his strength had been swallowed whole by the boundless depths of the ocean. This feelingsted for only a brief instant, and then Nie Feng-ming perceived the opponent¡¯s strength as arge mountain ¡ª he was only standing there without counterattacking, but Nie Feng-ming could not budge an inch. What frightened Nie Feng-ming even more was the extremely cold air the other was currently emitting. Nie Feng-ming identally made eye contact with the other, and saw endless blood-soaked killing intent. Nie Feng-ming¡¯s spirit and body were both already at their limits to begin with, his mental resistance at its lowest ¡ª this surge of bloody killing intent struck deep into his inner mind, inciting endless terror, and his body actually began to tremble uncontrobly. Colonel Tang Yu had finally rushed to Nie Feng-ming¡¯s side by this time, but he was a step toote. When he saw that Nie Feng-ming¡¯s attack had been intercepted by a passing stranger 1 , he instantly let out a sigh of relief. However, he soon calmed down and was shocked by a realisation. He had in fact been the person closest to Nie Feng-ming, but the other had arrived a step ahead of him. Didn¡¯t this prove that the other was stronger than him? Tang Yu stared in stupefied wonder at the other. The person was dressed in the regr green military academy uniform, was neither tall nor short, and his figure was somewhat on the slender side, but without the sense of fragile delicacy Luo Lang exuded. His straight-backed figure seemed to contain boundless energy ¡ª otherwise, he would not have been able to stop Nie Feng-ming¡¯s attack so easily without any harm to himself. Most surprising was the fact that though he looked extremely cold-hearted and ruthless, this still could not conceal his young and immature face. That unfamiliar face and that extremelymon freshman uniform instantly allowed Colonel Tang Yu to know the other¡¯s identity. Tang Yu was not nning to berate the other. After all, Nie Feng-ming¡¯sst attack had indeed been too vicious. As teammates from the same group, wanting to save arade was perfectly justified ¡ª Tang Yu approved of it. However, before Tang Yu could ask any questions, the students below the stage had already begun to exim: "Who is that?" "How did he suddenly appear on the stage?" "Yeah, when did he go up?" As the neer had moved too fast, many students whose realm was not high enough yet had only managed to see that a person had appeared on the stage out of thin air. They could not see how the other had gotten there, which was why they were so baffled. "That person¡¯s speed has almost reached the limits of the human body!" Those people with adequate vision within the boxes all acknowledged this point, stunned to the depths of their heart. Although they did not know the other¡¯s background, without discussing it beforehand, they all mutually noted his appearance, determined to investigate once they went back to find out who he was ... Tang Yu¡¯splexion very quickly returned to normal, and he said to the person, "Cadet, thank you very much for your assistance. However, the fight is still in progress. Please leave the stage." "That¡¯s unnecessary. This round, we, the New Cadet Regiment, have lost," announced Ling Lan dispassionately. Tang Yu was taken aback, unsure whether the other could speak on behalf of the New Cadet Regiment, when from below the stage, the New Cadet Regiment representative Wu Jiong could be heard to call out, "That¡¯s right, we, the New Cadet Regiment, admit defeat for this round!" Since the representative of the New Cadet Regiment had acknowledged the loss, Tang Yu did not raise any questions, instantly dering, "The 3rd round, 5th year Nie Feng-ming wins! The overall score is 2-1, Leiting Mecha n in the lead over the New Cadet Regiment." Tang Yu had barely finished his announcement when Ling Lan turned to look at the stubbornly upright Qi Long behind her. A surge of sour pain coursed through her heart. Although she had wanted Qi Long to break through, she had never intended for Qi Long to end up in such a terrible state, bing so gravely injured. If she had not managed to intercept Nie Feng-ming¡¯s blow in time, the force of it would have shattered most of Qi Long¡¯s bones. Even if he managed to recover, Qi Long¡¯s initially amazingly sturdy body would be downgraded by several levels, perhaps even choking off Qi Long¡¯s boundless potential. At this thought, the rage in Ling Lan¡¯s heart red. She hated the other¡¯s viciousness, and cursed her own carelessness at taking things for granted. Fortunately, nothing truly regrettable had happened, otherwise she would have regretted it for life. Ling Lan took in a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the burning rage in her heart. She said lightly to Qi Long, "The match is over. You can rest now." The initially standing Qi Long heard this, and as if receiving somemand, he copsed. Tang Yu reacted swiftly, nimbly catching Qi Long and checking on his injuries. Hisplexion paled slightly, and he yelled out, "Staff, send him to the treatment centre, quickly!" He had not expected Qi Long¡¯s internal injuries to be so severe, and the boy had still fought on for so long, unwilling to fall till the very end ... what kind of mental support did this youth have? Tang Yu could not help but think back to the previous fighters, Luo Lang and Li Yingjie. They too were the same ¡ª withstanding almost unbearable injuries to execute horrifying counterattacks ... he could not help but look at this cold-faced youth before him. Even if the other had not made it clear, he could tell that the true leader of the New Cadet Regiment was likely him. Very soon, Qi Long had been sent to the treatment centre. As his sworn brother, Han Jijyun naturally could not sit still any longer. Without waiting for Ling Lan¡¯s orders, he took the initiative to apany Qi Long ... At this time, Nie Feng-ming, who had been lost in the haze of bloodlust, finally overcame his inner demon by relying on his excellent mental fortitude, bing aware once more. "You¡¯ve woken up?" Ling Lan¡¯s expression was still cold and emotionless, but the suppressed rage in her eyes burned brightly once more following Nie Feng-ming¡¯s awakening. "This match is over. Cadet, please let go of the representative." Although Nie Feng-ming¡¯s final Pneumatic Punch had been somewhat vicious and uncalled for, nothing unsalvageable had happened after all, so Tang Yu was hoping to minimise the fuss. After all, the match involving Nie Feng-ming was already over ¡ª the New Cadet Regiment would not gain anything from chasing the issue. Hearing Tang Yu¡¯s words, Nie Feng-ming began to struggle, trying to wrest free of Ling Lan¡¯s grasp. For some reason, he just felt that this cold youth before him was way too dangerous. His instinctive reaction was to get away from the other. "We admit defeat because our skills are no match for our opponent. However, those who intend to harm my brothers will have to pay the due price!" Ling Lan¡¯s icy voice reverberated throughout the entirebat hall. This was Ling Lan¡¯s deration to the entire military academy ¡ª towards anyone who would harm her brothers, she would not show any mercy. Yes, Ling Lan was truly angry now. She wanted everyone in the military academy to know that she, Ling Lan, was no cowardly limp-egg that would willingly shrink away quietly and just take what others dished out 2 . Her words had barely faded when Ling Lan¡¯s hand on the other¡¯s fist abruptly lifted, and Nie Feng-ming was thrown bodily into the air. When he was about 2 metres away from the ground, Nie Feng-ming felt a cold and powerful hand press on the back of his skull, which then pushed forwards forcefully ... This sudden action of Ling Lan¡¯s made the expressions of both Tang Yu on the stage and Boss Huo below the stage pale drastically. They thought that Ling Lan was about tomit murder. Without prior agreement, they both leapt at Ling Lan, trying to stop the other¡¯s rampage. Tang Yu was only one step away from Ling Lan, but he had only just thought of approaching when an invisible surge of Qi-Jin stopped him. Meanwhile, Boss Huo was too far away ¡ª the duration of that blink of time was not enough for him to get there in time. A loud "boom" rang out! The entire stage shone with a radiant light and emitted an ear-splitting rm. The majority of people could not tell what this represented, but as the referee, Tang Yu knew that this meant the force the stage had received was already close to its maximum capacity. If a little bit more force was added, the stage may copse entirely. At this moment, Tang Yu could no longer maintain hisposure. His face was extremely pale ¡ª it should be known that the sturdiness of this stage in thebat hall was enough to withstand all damage below Domain stage. Since the stage was sounding its warning, could it be that this new cadet was already infinitely close to Domain? Or perhaps he had already arrived at that rumoured half step into Domain? Only after the light from the stage had faded and the warning rms had died down, could all the spectating students see the situation on the stage clearly, whereby they were all bbergasted. Nie Feng-ming¡¯s entire body wasid t on the stage, his front stered to the ground. On his face which was turned slightly to one side, both of his eyes were rolled up so the whites were showing ¡ª it could not be determined from appearance whether he was dead or alive. With his body at its centre, countlessrge gaping cracks had spread across the entire stage, causing the stage to seem broken and dpidated. It really led people to worry whether the three people still standing on the stage would copse the stage entirely if they moved. Boss Huo, who had already rushed onto the stage, saw Nie Feng-ming¡¯s terrible condition, and his eyes turned red. He pointed at Ling Lan angrily and questioned, "Why did you kill him?" Ling Lan flicked her sleeves, as if brushing off some dust, and replied emotionlessly, "Don¡¯t worry, he isn¡¯t dead!" "Not dead?" These words made Boss Huo calm down instantly from his towering rage. He quickly turned to look at Colonel Tang Yu. At this time, Tang Yu had already rushed forwards to check on Nie Feng-ming. He probed the side of Nie Feng-ming¡¯s neck, and his initially troubled expression eased. Luckily the boy was only severely injured and not dead. Otherwise, even if he had wanted to help the New Cadet Regiment, things would not have been so easily settled. "He¡¯s still breathing, but the bones of his entire body have been broken. He must be sent to the treatment centre immediately. It looks like Nie Feng-ming won¡¯t be able to recover fully without spending about a year and a half¡¯s worth of time." Tang Yu let Boss Huo know Nie Feng-ming¡¯s condition, and then swiftly instructed the staff to send Nie Feng-ming to the treatment centre. Right then, Tang Yu really did not know what to say anymore. In three consecutive rounds, all six participants were sent to the treatment centre. Was this really abat showdown or was it actually a death match? Never had any wagered fight been so brutal ¡ª at the bottom of it, it was all because these freshmen, each and every one of them, were such tough nuts to crack, unwilling to admit defeat ... During the new cadet admission assessment, didn¡¯t those unholy terrors 3 break these new cadets¡¯ proud bones and teach them a good lesson? Colonel Tang Yu could already sense that the pride of this batch of freshmen were extraordinarily robust, not at all like students who had been tormented and shamed ... Hearing that Nie Feng-ming was ultimately fine, Boss Huo finally let out a sigh of relief. He suppressed the rage in his heart as he asked in a measured tone, "Why did you harm our team member without any reason?" "Without any reason? I was only giving him a taste of his own medicine." Ling Lan¡¯s cool gaze was locked onto Boss Huo, "Could you not tell what your team member was doing just now? If that move of his hadnded, my brother would be in his current condition." "Didn¡¯t you manage to save him? Since your brother is fine, why would you be so cruel?" "And if I had not managed to save him?" Ling Lan shot back, "I will not forgive anyone who harms my brothers. No matter how powerful the other¡¯s faction is, or how formidable the other is personally." At this point of her speech, Ling Lan¡¯s icy gaze swept out to epass everyone watching the fights. She bit out word by word, "Right here, I want to remind everyone in the military academy, including all the major factions. If anyone dares to trouble my brothers for no reason, or harm them, I will definitely never let it rest. No matter how long it will take, I will make sure they pay for it." Using her spiritual power, Ling Lan made her voice ring out by everyone¡¯s ear, including those within the boxes. Quite a few weaker students actually found themselves trembling, their entire bodies feeling cold ... Only Li Lanfeng¡¯s expression shifted at these words, a subdued spark shing through his eyes. What familiar energy! Could the other be a kindred type 4 ? Li Lanfeng, who had initially held very little interest in Ling Lan, instantly slotted Ling Lan into his mind. When he found an opportunityter on, he would be prepared to test the other. If they were alike, perhaps there was the possibility of a coboration ... Chapter 260: Spiritual Life Coach? Chapter 260: Spiritual Life Coach? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Boss Huo found his breath stifled for a moment by Ling Lan¡¯s question, but fury soon followed in response to Ling Lan¡¯s arrogant words. In his extreme rage, heughed and said, "What shameless boasting. A tiny first year actually daring to threaten us?" Where did these first year students get the gall to do this? "Oh no, I¡¯m just rifying our New Cadet Regiment¡¯s principles in dealing with outsiders," responded Ling Lan calmly, "I also believe that, the other groups, including senior¡¯s Leiting Mecha n, will have something simr to this creed as well. We are just doing what we should." Ling Lan was not wrong. As an organisation, in order to protect the group and the welfare of its members, there must be some action. For example, the Leiting Mecha n¡¯s method of doing things was even more bossy and tyrannical than what Ling Lan had said. It went to the extent where if an outsider did not want to submit to them, they would be targeted on all fronts. However, this was all established on individual strength ... an idea sparked in Boss Huo¡¯s mind. He unleashed his full aura and pressed it down on the youth opposite him, and said slowly, "Ambitious, and your words are haughty, but it still remains to be seen whether you have the corresponding level of strength to back them up. Otherwise, it¡¯s all hot air, and you will only beughed at for biting off more than you can chew." Right beside them, Colonel Tang Yu sensed the great force of Boss Huo¡¯s aura pressing down, and his expression could not help but shift subtly. He threw a hurried nce at the main target of this force, but found Ling Lan still standing there with his back straight, expression unchanged, and the colonel¡¯s expression eased as he let go of his worry. Ling Lan seemed to not feel any of the pressure Boss Huo was silently heaping on her. Airily, she replied, "You can try." Boss Huo was just about to retort to that when Colonel Tang Yu suddenly opened his mouth to interrupt, "The names of the 4th round have yet to be announced, so both of you please leave the stage. Do not affect the continuation of the fights." Boss Huo cast a contemtive nce at Tang Yu, and then peered searchingly at Ling Lan for a long moment before sneering and said, "I hope we¡¯ll have the chance to fight. What you suggested just now is precisely what I intend to do ..." That said, he did not linger. With a dash, he left the stage, returning to Leiting¡¯s area. The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked at these words, revealing a very light trace of mockery. She of course knew what the other was hinting at. It was nothing more than wanting to take revenge for his team member ... the two of them were destined to fight in the end anyhow; she would just wait and let things be. Thus, Ling Lan also dashed back to her own territory. Right then, Wu Jiong approached nervously and asked in a low voice, "Boss Lan, can we really win?" For the first time, some uncertainty actually appeared in Wu Jiong¡¯s expression. This greatly surprised Ling Lan ¡ª in her mind, Wu Jiong had always been a mentally stable and assured youth who would never lose confidence in himself. "What are you trying to say?" Ling Lan quirked an eyebrow. Wu Jiong averted his eyes briefly and said, "Even Qi Long lost, will I ... will I be okay?" Wu Jiong knew very well that the situation was extremely disadvantageous for the New Cadet Regiment right now. They needed to win both of the final two rounds to win this wagered fight. This meant that, regardless of which match he had to fight, he could not lose. This type of pressure was not easy to bear, and on top of that, he had just seen Qi Long, who was stronger than him by a hair, fighting so hard just to lose in the end anyway. This caused him to begin harbouring a tendril of doubt in his own abilities. These words of Wu Jiong¡¯s made Ling Lan turn her head abruptly, her bleak gaze shooting straight at Wu Jiong. This gaze pierced Wu Jiong¡¯s heart like a sharp de, causing him to lower his head in shame. He knew that something had gone wrong with his mental state ¡ª behaving so disgracefully at this critical juncture, he was really letting Boss Lan down ... With a ¡¯thwack¡¯, Ling Lan flicked a forceful finger onto Wu Jiong¡¯s forehead, causing Wu Jiong to look up and cover his forehead reflexively, his expression confused. "Have you woken up?" asked Ling Lan. "Ah ..." Wu Jiong was gaping in bewilderment, reflexively making a sound in response. It looked like Ling Lan¡¯s finger-flick had really stunned him silly. After all, he and Ling Lan¡¯s rtionship was unlike that of Ling Lan with Qi Long and the others of his team ¡ª childhoodpanions who had grown up together ¡ª but more of a working rtionship. And Ling Lan¡¯s action just now was extremely intimate, like the way one would treat a beloved follower. This made Wu Jiong emotional and conflicted at the same time, making him unsure how he should react all of a sudden. "Wu Jiong, frankly, yourbat talent is not much weaker than Qi Long¡¯s," said Ling Lan after Wu Jiong had calmed down slightly. "Ah ...?" Once more, Wu Jiong was left stunned by Ling Lan¡¯s words. Was Boss Lan trying to console him? Mind you, he had always been suppressed by Qi Long, having never beaten the other even once. It was obvious that his talent was no match for Qi Long¡¯s. "The reason you can¡¯t beat him, is that you are not as simple as Qi Long here," Ling Lan pointed to her own chest. Ling Lan¡¯s words confused Wu Jiong, but Ling Lan continued to exin, "Other thanbat, Qi Long¡¯s heart has nothing else. But you are different. The things you think about are many, such as your future, and the futures of the members of your team ... all these distract your mind from purebat, which is why you will never catch up to Qi Long in terms ofbat." Wu Jiong grinned wryly at these words and replied, "Qi Long has you, Boss Lan, to help him. Of course he can focus without any distractions ..." Ling Lan interrupted him to say, "No, remember when I left the academy for three years? Without my help, you still did not manage to chase up to Qi Long. Have you never considered the reason for that?" Wu Jiong blinked, his expression troubled. For a beat, he could not understand what Ling Lan was saying, but he was after all a clever person. After turning the idea around in his mind for a while, he figured it out, and instantly chuckled bitterly, "So that¡¯s how it is. It¡¯s because Qi Long has Han Jijyun, has Luo Lang, has Lin Zhong-qing, has Xie Yi ..." "Yes, Qi Long¡¯s other strength is his willingness to believe in hispanions. He believes hispanions will handle the other things well, so he does not have to worry, able to immerse his full heart and soul into the path of martialbat," said Ling Lan, nodding, "Qi Long understands his role in the team very well, and has always been working hard to live up to his role." At this point, Ling Lan peered at Wu Jiong and said, "On the other hand, you, trusting only Ye Xu, have taken on the roles of almost everyone else ... you have too much to worry about, so with regards to martialbat, you of course cannot match up to Qi Long." As he listened, Wu Jiong ducked his head in shame. What Ling Lan was saying was precisely the problem with his team. Despite being very strong individually, inparison with Ling Lan¡¯s team, his team members were all clearly much weaker in their role designations. Previously, he had always thought it was because the skills of his team members were no match for Lin Zhong-qing, Xie Yi and the others of Ling Lan¡¯s team, but now, from the looks of it, he himself was the problem. "But, from another perspective, you should also be proud of yourself." Ling Lan¡¯s words took an abrupt turn, causing Wu Jiong to lift his head in surprise, to stare at Ling Lan in disbelief. He had already behaved so terribly ... why would Boss Lan still say he should take pride in himself? "Even though your attention had been split up among so many things, you still were not left too far behind Qi Long. Isn¡¯t that something to take pride in?" Ling Lan asked, lifting an eyebrow. These words of Ling Lan made Wu Jiong¡¯s heart feel warm instantly ¡ª so he really was not that much worse than Qi Long! "That is why I believe in your strength, that you will definitely win at the critical moment ..." Ling Lan finally gave her answer. All of this talk was actually just to eliminate that little speck of self-doubt in Wu Jiong¡¯s heart. As the big boss of the regiment, she really did not have it easy ... Ling Lan was in fact very bothered inside. When had she also taken on the job of being the spiritual life coach of these children? Li Yingjie was one, and now Wu Jiong was another ... but, upon reflection, Li Yingjie¡¯s and Wu Jiong¡¯s behaviours were more like those of a normal 16 year old teenager. Qi Long and Luo Lang were the ones who were weird, actually submitting themselves to a round of torment on the field without any reservations. Could it be that because she was not a normal 16 year old girl, herpanions who grew up with her had also be abnormal along with her? At this thought, Ling Lan could not help but feel a bout of remorse. Of course, this feeling onlysted for a very brief moment before being thrown to the back of her mind. In the course of one conversation, Ling Lan achieved her purpose. From his initial uncertain state, Wu Jiong had now be unbelievably confident. This also allowed Ling Lan to rx ¡ª after all, no mistakes could be made in these final two rounds. "Boss, the opponent has submitted their name list! As expected, it¡¯s their weakest member, Chang Le 1 !" Little Four finally piped up from within the mindspace. This time, Leiting had submitted their name list veryte, basically right at the border of the allocated 5 minutes. However, following the submission of the opponent¡¯s name list, Little Four instantly sent Wu Jiong¡¯s name over. This was Ling Lan¡¯s instruction. She had already told Little Four that she would be fighting against that strongest Boss Huo, while the weakest Chang Le would be Wu Jiong¡¯s opponent. Thus, when the opponent¡¯name list was revealed, Little Four had sent Wu Jiong¡¯s name over without checking in with Ling Lan again. On Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s end, to the naked eye, it looked as if the New Cadet Regiment and the Leiting Mecha n had submitted their name list at the exact same time. This made the colonel raise his eyebrows, silently impressed at how unruffled the two factions were, able to wait till the veryst second before submitting their name lists. He could not know that this process involved some wlessly excuted cheating by a miraculous intelligence entity. "Leiting Mecha n vs New Cadet Regiment, 4th round. 4th year Chang Le against 1st year Wu Jiong!" Following this announcement, Leiting¡¯s Lin Zhidong rapped his own head with a fist in frustration. He had initially wondered whether to let Boss Huo go up in this 4th round, but then, he was afraid that that mysterious youth who had crippled Nie Feng-ming in one blow would also be fighting in this round. After much thought, he decided to send out the weakest Chang Le to be sacrificed against the opponent¡¯s strongest member, but unexpectedly, the opponent was so calm, actually sending out their regimentmander, Wu Jiong. At this moment, Lin Zhidong already knew that this Wu Jiong was most likely just the public regimentmander of the New Cadet Regiment. The one truly in charge of the New Cadet Regiment should be that mysterious youth, because the pressure the mysterious youth exuded was much heavier than that of Wu Jiong¡¯s ... "This is good. I really want to personally teach that youth a lesson," Boss Huo suddenly spoke up from beside him, causing Lin Zhidong to jump. With that, Lin Zhidong no longer dared to reveal any more of his frustration, only nodding to show that he understood. However, both their reactions showed that they did not look favourably upon Chang Le¡¯s chances in this match. After all, Wu Jiong was the public regimentmander of the New Cadet Regiment, so he really could not be that weak. The other three who hade out so far were all at Qi-Jin stage, so this Wu Jiong must surely be at Qi-Jin stage as well. It was just unclear whether he was in the early stages of Qi-Jin or the middle stages ... meanwhile, although Chang Le was also at Qi-Jin stage, he was only at the mid-level of early stage Qi-Jin. This match, would definitely be tough to win. Chapter 261: Wu Jiong’s Calculation! Chapter 261: Wu Jiong¡¯s Calction! Trantor: DRZ Editor: H2dH2mr After taking the stage, Wu Jiong and Chang Le had their guards up. Wu Jiong shouldered the huge pressure of having to win, while Chang Le hoped to end this battle in his turn and be the great hero of Leiting. In contrast to Lin Zhidong¡¯s and Boss Huo¡¯s uncertainty, Chang Le was extremely confident of himself as he had already reached mid-level early stage Qi-Jin, and believed that Wu Jiong was around the same level as those two new cadets who hade out earlier on, who had just entered first-level early stage Qi-Jin. He was not convinced that there would be new cadets stronger than him, and Qi Long, the one who came out during the third match, was probably the rumoured aberrant as he was extremely strong. Chang Le had overlooked Ling Lan¡¯s existence at this moment. He was under the impression that Ling Lan could severely injure Nie Feng-ming in one strike only because Nie Feng-ming and Qi Long had been in a situation where both sides had suffered serious injuries, so Nie Feng-ming had been defenceless It had to be said that having a huge discrepancy between their strength made one unable to see the actual facts, and Chang Le was currently in such a state. When Chang Le saw Wu Jiong doing a high-level military physical defensive hand gesture when he took the stage, he was instantly delighted. There were numerous top-ssbat arts in the military academy, one of which was the top-ssbat art used by the military. When Chang Le had advanced into Qi-Jin, the physical skill he had selected to match his upgrade was that one. As such, seeing that Wu Jiong was also using that same set of military physical skills, he was overjoyed. When using the same series of physical skill, the higher levels countered the lower levels. With that, Chang Le was even more convinced that victory was in his grasp. He who was extremely confident did not think of probing his opponent, instead using a powerful finishing blow from the military physical skill right off the bat. Witnessing the situation, Wu Jiong¡¯s eyes gleamed. Perhaps the opponent¡¯s attack speed was extremely fast and he could not dodge, as Wu Jiong merely braced himself by making a cross with his arms to defend and intercept the opponent¡¯s attack! "Bang!" A loud sound resounded and Wu Jiong was knocked back hard, his feet sliding across the ground, marking it with two streaks. Meanwhile, Chang Le¡¯s body simply shook before he steadied himself. Solely based on this encounter, it seemed like Wu Jiong¡¯s strength was a notch lowerpared to his, and Chang Le was heartened by this. He did not even think it through before he continued attacking, his foot kicking out forcefully. Wu Jiong did not choose to receive the attack but instead dodged it with a slide. This action reaffirmed Chang Le¡¯s belief that the other party was weaker, thus not daring to receive his attack directly. Before he went up on stage, Boss Huo had reminded him to exercise caution and thoroughly understand the opponent¡¯s strength before making a move. Currently, Chang Le whose whole head was filled with grand dreams of being a hero had tossed Boss Huo¡¯s warning to the back of his mind. In addition, burning up with passion, he had long forgotten the need to retain thirty percent of his strength for defence as he unleashed all of his strength into his attacks against the opponent. He did not notice that, despite the fact that Wu Jiong had been sidestepping from the beginning and seemed like a small boat struggling amidst a surging gale, his face was abnormally calm. Every dodge of his was extremely efficient without being sloppy, and those with keen eyesight could see that Wu Jiong seemed to have a well-thought-out n with every dodge and clearly understood his opponent¡¯s path of attack. "No good, Chang Le¡¯s too impulsive, and I¡¯m afraid he¡¯s fallen into the opponent¡¯s stratagem." Boss Huo who was seated below and observing the match furrowed his brow, involuntarily looking towards Ling Lan seated in the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s area with his hands crossed, his expression calm, seemingly having a card up his sleeve. Apparently sensing Boss Huo¡¯s line of sight, Ling Lan coldly met his gaze, and then, the corner of her mouth raised slightly, as if saying victory belonged to them... Boss Huo felt stifled. Although he had had a premonition of Chang Le having a difficult fight, Boss Huo did not wish to lose... "You¡¯re stronger than your opponent and as long as you remember to go steady and strike hard without advancing prematurely, we can win this match." Wu Jiong who was dodging on the stage suddenly recalled the words Ling Lan had told him before he took the stage, and endless admiration welled up in his heart. After receiving an attack from the opponent, Wu Jiong was aware that the opponent was inferior to him by a notch. Initially, he could have chosen to attack head-on and fight a fierce battle, and defeat his opponent that way, but Wu Jiong did not wish to do so. After three consecutive bitter and desperate battles, Wu Jiong wanted to gain aplete and overwhelming victory to prove the might of their New Cadet Regiment. Therefore, he had revealed weakness on purpose, so that the opponent would have the mistaken impression that his strength was weaker, and abandon defence to focus fully on offence ... Of course, there was another reason why Wu Jiong had set this up. ¡ª he knew the opponent had also learned the top-ss military usebat arts. If it had been any otherbat move, he would not have done so. After all, deliberately showing weakness might very well lead to shooting oneself in the foot, allowing the opponent to seize the flow of the match and put him in a passive position. Just like during the first battle Luo Lang fought, it was the opponent¡¯s mocking that allowed Luo Lang to seize the opportunity and gain upper hand. However, it just so happened that the opponent had learned the top-ss militarybat move, and who was Wu Jiong? He was a direct descendant of a military elite family, the Wu family, a genuine N-generation military family descendant. In addition, the inherited martial arts in the family was the physical skill used by the military, and when he had advanced in Qi-Jin levels it had caused a sensation in Wu family because he was the youngest descendant in the family who had advanced. Even the family head was alerted, who then directly instructed him in the Wu family¡¯s exclusive secret moves. Thesebat moves had been researched and tempered through N-generations of Wu family masters, assimting the best traits of the top-ss militarybat moves while harmonizing them with other topbat moves. It was inevitable to be extremely familiar with various types of military physical skills while learning their family¡¯s secret moves, and there were even many moves that specifically countered those of the military physical skill set, including the top-ss militarybat moves. This was also the reason Wu Jiong had fearlessly devised this n. He was familiar with the opponent¡¯s moves and even during the first few attacks, killing moves aimed to counter them had directly surfaced in Wu Jiong¡¯s mind. However, Wu Jiong believed that the opportune timing had yet to arrive, so he had endured silently until now... But now, Wu Jiong considered that timing to have arrived. The opponent had once again struck out with both fists ¡ª this was a military top-ssbat move called the Twin Dragon Strike. The scary part of this attack was that as long as both hands were to simultaneously make contact with the opponent¡¯s body, a Qi-Jin loop would appear between the fists, directly destroying the opponent¡¯s internal organs, which made this one of the most powerful killing moves of the military top-levelbat arts. Yet, there was a fatal weakness in this attack, and that was the user¡¯s chest would bepletely exposed, and when both fists struck out, the move had to bepletely executed without any leeway for retreat. Thus, as long as he pinpointed a weak spot, the opponent would not have time to change moves even if he wanted to save himself. Therefore, Wu Jiong believed that his opportunity had arrived... Wu Jiong suddenly came to a stop and no longer dodging, his hands abruptly came together, while both his arms thrust forwards to ce him between Chang Le¡¯s fists. With a loud shout, his originally joined hands suddenly separated, while his arms spread open to push out forcefully against the opponent¡¯s forearms ... Only after both of the opponent¡¯s fists had brushed past his body, did Wu Jiong retract his arms and used both fists to strike fiercely at the opponent¡¯s chest ¡ª¡ª Twin Dragon Strike Remake! This was the Wu family¡¯s secret move, a revised first-ratebat move of Twin Dragon Strike. This secret move allowed offence and defence in one move, counteracting the weak point of the original Twin Dragon Strike of being unable to defend! Chang Le received a direct blow from Wu Jiong and crashed heavily to the ground with a thud, sliding out several meters before spitting out a jet of blood... This unexpected scene shocked everyone, because Chang Le had held the upper hand all along, so they had not expected the situation to suddenly change, for Wu Jiong to actually knock down the opponent with one move. Chang Le copsed onto the ground, covering his chest, but was unable to contain the fresh blood in this mouth. He then asked painfully, "Why do you know this move...?" Familiar with the militarybat art, he naturally understood that the move the opponent had executed was from the same series. Wu Jiong coldly replied, "As a student of the militarybat arts, you should know which family has the strongest militarybat arts." Chang Le recalled something, and hisplexion turned deathly pale. "The Wu family. So you¡¯re from that Wu family... I am too unlucky." That said, he fainted and was thoroughly unconscious. Wu Jiong had pulled his punches and only injured his heart instead ofpletely destroying it. Otherwise, Chang Le would not even have had the opportunity to speak with him.... Unlucky? Was it truly just bad luck? A hint of disdain was revealed on Wu Jiong¡¯s lips and he felt ashamed for actually losing confidence earlier on. Luckily, Boss Lan had made him realize in time that he was strong enough ... At this moment, Colonel Tang Yu had gone up to examine Chang Le¡¯s condition, and discovering that the youth¡¯s injuries were severe, he hastily called out for staff members to send Chang Le to the treatment centre. Subsequently, he announced the New Cadet Regiment the victor for this match, bringing the overall score to 2-2, with both teams back at the starting line once again. Everyone¡¯s attention was now on thest match. They were all looking forward to whether Boss Huo, the number one inbat arts, would truly appear on stage... Wu Jiong coolly walked off the stage. Out of the four matches, he was the only representative who was uninjured. His performance was sufficient to prove that he was absolutely suitable to be the public regimentmander of the New Cadet Regiment. "You¡¯ve done well." Spotting Wu Jiong walking over, Ling Lan was generous with her praise. A hint of a smile appeared on Wu Jiong¡¯s originally stony face at the praise. He recovered his senses very quickly, however, and mentally shook his head. He had not expected to be so happy with just one sentence from Ling Lan ¡ª he was even happier than when he had received his father¡¯s acknowledgment... This time, Little Four immediately submitted Ling Lan¡¯s name without waiting for the opponent to publish their list, as regardless of who came out, Boss was going to fight thest battle anyway. The five-minute intermission finally psed, and Tang Yu loudly announced on the tform, "New Cadet Regiment Vs Leiting Mecha n, 1st year Ling Lan against 5th year Huo Zhenyu." Following the announcement, enthusiastic shouts sounded from the audience. Reason being, Huo Zhenyu was the Military Academy¡¯s number one in physical skillbat, as well as being the Leiting Mecha n¡¯s previous leader. His reputation was not inferior to Thunder King Qiao Ting¡¯s, and it was only during the fourth year, after passing the position to Qiao Ting, that his prestige had declined. Even so, witnessing Huo Zhenyu actually standing up on the stage, the older students who had been looking forward to seeing him fight could no longer contain their excitement as they cheered loudly. "He¡¯s really going to fight. Damn, seems like Leiting is determined to win against the New Cadet Regiment." The various leaders of the major forces sighed. After witnessing Huo Zhenyu emerge on the stage previously, they had had a premonition that he might be fighting. However, they had still held on to a trace of hope, wishing that he would consider his status as the top rank inbat skills and not rashly take the stage. Chapter 262: The Reactions of the Various Factions! Chapter 262: The Reactions of the Various Factions! Trantor: DRZ Editor: H2dH2mr Yet, reality crushed the hopes of the various faction leaders. This indicated that they were unlikely to obtain even the slightest share of this big fish, which was the New Cadet Regiment. They could not help but secretly sigh in regret. If they had known that the new cadets this year were so outstanding, they would have long taken action instead of watching from the sidelines, allowing Leiting to take possession of this decisive opportunity right now. The various leaders could already envision the future. After Leiting swallowed the entire New Cadet Regiment, their influence would definitely expand once again. With that, the position of the number one faction in the Military Academy would not be changing in the slightest for several years, firmly belonging to the Leiting Mecha n. Not mentioning the agony and regret of various factions, the senior students observing the fight believed that the Leiting Mecha n would inevitably obtain victory in thisst match without any suspense. While everyone was in shock and excitement due to Huo Zhenyu¡¯s appearance, the new cadets¡¯ reactions caused the surrounding people to raise their eyebrows, to the extent that those senior students believed that the new cadets had limited outlook and experience, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth. It turned out that, after beholding Ling Lan, the powerhouse of their hearts, ascending the stage, the new cadets were unable to restrain their excitement as they stood up in session, raising their arms and shouting, "Boss Lan will certainly win!" That¡¯s right, in the hearts of every member of the New Cadet Regiment, especially students from Central Scout Academy, Boss Lan who had guided them in winning the grand armed melee and taking control of the spacecraft would never be defeated. This disy of the New Cadet Regiment caused the others to be secretly shocked at the position Boss Lan held in the members¡¯ hearts. Previously having considered them to already be in their grasp, Lin Zhidong¡¯s expression changed subtly upon witnessing this scene as he recalled Boss Huo¡¯s warning. He began having misgivings towards Ling Lan while pondering on methods to diminish Ling Lan¡¯s prestige among the new cadets after taking in the New Cadet Regiment. At this moment, no matter how slow-witted the various leaders of each faction were, they were now clear about the devil who had caused Zhang Jing-an to be so apprehensive. In Wuji¡¯s cabin, Han Yu¡¯s face suddenly darkened after hearing the fanatic shouts from the new cadets. "Apparently, the aberrant Zhang Jing-an mentioned should be this person." Besides him, there should be no one else who could achieve this. Han Yu¡¯s gaze was shadowed as he looked at that stern, lean youth on the stage, and he felt aplicated emotion silently emerge within him. Thinking back on the time when they themselves had entered the Academy, even though they were proud and arrogant, they had had no option but to join the Wuji faction which belonged to their gxy as they were under pressure from all sides. Even so, as 1st-year cadets, they had always been ordered about and lectured by the older cadets with seniority and no one would help them. They could only mp down their tails and endure the toughest first year, and then work their utmost hardest to increase their strengthter on. After that, he had expended great effort to climb up the hierarchy, fighting and scheming, to finally be one of the leaders of Wuji Mecha n. Han Yu was simply unwilling to recall how much hardship he had endured during that time. He had originally thought that this was an inevitable route every cadet had to walk without exception, as even the formidable Thunder King, Qiao Ting, had walked that same path. Yet against everyone¡¯s expectations, the new cadets this year had taken an unprecedented path. To avoid being bullied and enved, they had established a faction belonging to them alone that was not weaker than the other influential powers almost immediately after entering the military academy. Then, soon after, they had epted Leiting¡¯s challenge in a high profile manner, causing the new cadets to be the focus of the entire academy. And at present, they were tied against Leiting, proving their strength. Despite all this, Han Yu did not believe the new cadets would be the final victors. Still, based on their performance on the stage, the senior members of Leiting would certainly refrain from provoking them even if they joined the Leiting Mecha n. It was apt to say that, in the military academy, the strong were respected, and honour was obtained through strength. Wei Ji heard Han Yu¡¯s words and quietly sighed. "Seems like we¡¯ve belittled this aberrant. It¡¯s no wonder Zhang Jing-an regarded him with importance while simultaneously avoiding him." Since the third contestant from the New Cadet Regiment was already at mid-level intermediate stage Qi-Jin, it was reckoned that Ling Lan should be at mid-level advanced stage Qi-Jin at worst. Even he had to look up to this realm as his physical skills had only entered the early stages of Qi-Jin, because they had concentrated on mecha piloting all these years ... Wei Ji felt lingering fear just thinking about it ¡ª the strength of new cadets this year had exceeded his expectations. Fortunately, he had not provoked them on impulse from the start, as Wuji did not have a solid foundation like Leiting. If they were to have fought on the stage, the oue of the battle would have been hard to say. Zhao Jun heard them, but he was unconvinced. He sneered and said, "Being good at physicalbat doesn¡¯t mean he¡¯ll also be outstanding as a mecha operator..." That dismissive look of his caused Han Yu and Wei Ji to involuntarily purse their lips. However, they were aware that Zhao Jun was a frank and outspoken person, so they did not refute his words. Having heard what was said, Li Lanfeng smiled. "Zhao Jun, you shouldn¡¯t speak this way. A person who performs well in battles won¡¯t be too inferior as a mecha operator." A person with robust physique would often possess a slight advantage in mecha piloting. This was also the reason why the military academy had emphasized training up their physiques as it was unlikely for the majority of experts to have bad physiques. "Hmph, that might not be true. Isn¡¯t Zhang Jing-an a mecha cripple?" When Zhang Jing-an had entered the military academy, he was the only new cadet who reached Qi-Jin stage and was top-ranked among the new cadets. Unfortunately, after starting to learn Mecha Piloting from the second year, the other cadets had caught up with him, and he was currently on the verge of being lost in the vast sea of cadets. His figure was nowhere to be seen in the top fifty, and he had be aughingstock between the upper echelons of the variousrge factions ... If not for the fact that the Doha Central Academy faction that Zhang Jing-an belonged to had a strong foundation, just based on his strength, they might not have been able to maintain the ranking of being the military academy¡¯s number four faction. Hearing Zhao Jun mention Zhang Jing-an, everyone was silent as this was a fact that could not be refuted. In reality, there were many cases simr to Zhang Jing-an¡¯s, of students having powerful physical skills but not excelling in mecha piloting. At this moment, seated in a certain area among the New Cadet Regiment, Gao Jinyun spoke to a few people seated beside him. "Boss Lan is about to appear on stage. You all had better watch attentively." One of the people he was speaking to asked nervously, "I heard that the opponent is the top-rank inbat skills. No matter how powerful is Boss Lan, he won¡¯t be able to win against the opponent, right?" "Yeah! Although Boss Lan has capability and charisma, Leiting is ultimately the number one faction. Is it really appropriate to go against them so early?" Another person voiced this question. In reality, he was not optimistic about how the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s battle would turn out this time; if Gao Jinyun had not warned him in advance not to try anything, he might have already followed the other team leaders and considered alternative options. Hearing what they had to say, Gao Jinyun sneered. "I specially reminded you all because of our rtionship. Don¡¯t be short-sighted like the others and collude with outsiders when the oue has yet to be revealed. Furthermore, even if Boss Lan were to lose, I¡¯d still advise you all to follow Boss Lan... Don¡¯t foolishly think you would be a true member of Leiting after joining them." Gao Jinyun¡¯s words caused the others to be wordless and silent. If they truly joined Leiting, could Boss Lan keep the New Cadet Regiment from disbanding? Leiting would never allow such a situation to happen, and the first person to be suppressed was most likely to be Boss Lan. "Do you think anyone can suppress a person like Boss Lan?" Gao Jinyun¡¯s question caused everyone to shiver. Would that chilly and domineering Boss Lan acknowledge allegiance to another? Oh my god, please forgive their inability to imagine that. Gao Jinyun sneered, "Leiting wants to devour the entire New Cadet Regiment but that would depend on whether they have the ability." Ever since the spaceship incident, Gao Jinyun had had an inexplicable trust towards Ling Lan. While many hearts wavered, he resolutely believed that Ling Lan would never be a subordinate to another faction. In his heart, no one could be boss of Boss Lan. "Besides, would Boss Lan lose?" Gao Jinyun concealed this sentence deep in his heart and did not say it out loud. He was not convinced that the Boss Lan who could calmly confront the captain of the spaceship and not be at a disadvantage would lose to a mere academy cadet. Even if that cadet was in their 5th year or was about to enter the military as abat expert. Compared to the captain who had climbed out from a sea of blood, the force of presence of a cadet was obviously weaker andpletely iparable. These leaders had been roped in by him into the New Cadet Regiment, and thus, he had to live up to his responsibility towards Boss Lan and prevent the others from betraying him. Perhaps Gao Jinyun¡¯s words had proved effective, for a few of the originally hesitant leaders became determined. Regardless of the result, they decided they would follow alongside Boss Lan. In any case, Boss Lan was simr to them ¡ª as new cadets of the same enrolment year, it was more likely that he would look after them. Without a doubt, this was a better choicepared to the other factions. Hearing them say that they would not turn traitor, Gao Jinyun immediately rxed and settled down quietly to watch Boss Lan¡¯s match. Currently, he was unaware that Ling Lan already had intentions to seize this chance to clear out those opportunistic cadets who were clearly only trying to benefit from the regiment. Of course, these actions of his were not meaningless, because he settled the hearts of these small team members so they did not betray the New Cadet Regiment, which led the Central Academy students to truly acknowledge those students who came from the other Doha scout academies. This built a great foundation for Ling Lan to genuinely be the king of the new cadets, and it could truly be said to be an unintended side benefit ... By this time, Ling Lan and Huo Zhenyu had moved onto the elevated stage. The two of them did not make any preparations for battle, merely standing casually on their respective sides. It was as if they were not participating in the final decisive match, but instead taking a stroll. However, as the referee, Colonel Tang Yu nodded mentally in approval at the situation. Although both fighters seemed rxed, their casual stances were, in fact, without any openings. Tang Yu believed that, as long as there was the slightest sign of movement, they could instantly enter a battle state. This was the result of assimtingbat into their basic instincts, and it could be seen that theirbat realm had already exceeded that of every cadet here. Right then, no matter how unperturbed Tang Yu was, he could not help but shoot a nce at Ling Lan while wondering to himself, where exactly had this aberrante from ...? Colonel Tang Yu quickly sorted out his thoughts, and without asking if the two fighters were prepared, he waved his hands and announced loudly, "The match begins!" With their capabilities, it did not matter if they were prepared or not, so Tang Yu would not ask unnecessary questions. Following Tang Yu¡¯s deration, silence fell around the stage as everyone¡¯s attention became focused on the twobatants. Chapter 263: Oppressive Aura! Chapter 263: Oppressive Aura! Trantor: DRZ Editor: H2dH2mr Although Colonel Tang Yu had announced themencement of the match, Ling Lan and Huo Zhenyu seemed not to have heard it, not moving in the slightest. Ling Lan¡¯s bearing was grave and stern, her gaze cold with both hands behind her back while she stood to one side. Huo Zhenyu¡¯s eyes were half-lidded as he quietly stood on the other side with a calm expression, seemingly not minding who his opponent was, as if the confrontation during the third match had not happened ... Just like that, one cold and the other calm, they stood without moving as they allowed time to pass. One minute psed, two minutes psed, three minutes psed ... Along with the passing of time, some noise could be heard in thebat hall. In particr, some of the older students were baffled as to why Huo Zhenyu had not chosen to attack after such a long time. They believed that, as the number onebatant of the Military Academy, Huo Zhenyu could certainly dispose of the opponent with no difficulty, so they were puzzled by his inactivity for such a long period of time. They were unaware that it was not Huo Zhenyu who did not want to take action, but rather, he did not have the chance to do so. During these three minutes, he had been constantly searching for an opening in the opponent, but regardless of how hard he searched, he couldn¡¯t find a window of opportunity. Even though there had been a few faintly discernible chances, they had been rejected by him as they had made him feel an indescribable sense of danger. Huo Zhenyu was not a rash person, so he had chosen to continue waiting, and with this wait, the time had exceeded three minutes... /¡¯To not have the slightest opening ...¡¯ Huo Zhenyu could not help but smile bitterly. At this moment, he was secretly guarded against Ling Lan, the reason being that an opponent whom he could not find an opening in could not be weak. However, should he continue waiting? Huo Zhenyu immediately rejected this thought. ording to the opponent¡¯s ability, he would not reveal any fatal opening even if he waited. Therefore, Huo Zhenyu changed his mind and decided to take the initiative to force an opening. Hence, Huo Zhenyu¡¯s aura burst out from his body and bore down on Ling Lan like a wave. In reality, whether abatant had reachedte-stage Qi-Jin or not would depend on whether he had grasped control over his own aura. That was to say, abatant ofte stage Qi-Jin could release their own aura to oppress the opponent, causing the opponent to be unable to disy a hundred percent of their fighting capability. After reachingte stage Qi-Jin, there was no possibility of losing when facing an opponent of weaker strength. Of course, there was another reason Huo Zhenyu had activated his oppressive aura, and that was to find out the opponent¡¯s true strength, for using his oppressive aura was a good method for probing. Ling Lan and Huo Zhenyu were at a deadlock for three minutes, each side only executing a few baiting moves during that period. However, Huo Zhenyu had not been tempted and Ling Lan could not help but silently acknowledge that the opponent was truly an experienced, expert fighter, able to see through her intentions. That¡¯s right, the reason why Ling Lan did not take the initiative was that she could not find an opening in the opponent¡¯s defence, and even if she had attacked, it would have been useless as it would be easily dodged. However, she wanted to defeat the opponent in one move and show the might of the New Cadet Regiment, preventing others from daring to provoke them rashly ... Ling Lan wanted to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, and sadly, Huo Zhenyu had be the chicken. Although this chicken might be a terrifying fighting chicken, it would not change the initial intention Ling Lan had when she epted the fight from the start. Of course, based on Ling Lan¡¯s strength, she could directly activate her ability and temporarily lockdown the opponent¡¯s movements for an extremely short time, aplishing a one-strike defeat. However, as someone who liked to hold back, Ling Lan was unwilling to reveal all her cards, which was why Ling Lan wanted to aplish this magnificent feat while concealing her strength. Ling Lan had been pondering her next move, when she suddenly sensed the opponent¡¯s oppressive aura pressing towards her. Ling Lan¡¯s heart thumped. /¡¯As expected, he¡¯s at peak levelte stage Qi-Jin ... If it was me three years ago, it would definitely have been a hard battle. However, right now ...¡¯ Thanks to instructor Number Five borrowing Ling Lan¡¯s body, she had been able to directly breakthrough from peak levelte stage Qi-Jin to optimal peak. In addition, her body had memories of Domain, allowing her to get a glimpse of the mystery of Domain. Although she was unable to officially advance to Domain stage due to various reasons, she had indeed entered the legendary half-step to Domain stage! With the ability to activate her domain, although the period of time was absurdly short, this allowed Ling Lan to be an unequalled ultra-expert below the Domain stage. The moment the opponent used his oppressive aura, Ling Lan knew his intentions. The corner of her lips curled up slightly, but she revealed a grim expression, and her stance which had been without any openings slowly broke down ... "A chance!" Huo Zhenyu¡¯s expression brightened and his figure shed, appearing before Ling Lan in the blink of an eye. Raising his right hand he had prepared beforehand, he immediately thrust out a strong and powerful fist. "It¡¯s here, Boss Huo has attacked." The situation on the stage could be seen clearly and when Huo Zhenyu moved, everyone who was awaiting a fight shouted. Nheless, both thebatants¡¯ fists had already collided against each other on stage by the time the spectators shouted. "Good move!" Ling Lan had made a fist and faced his attack directly without fear. She had long waited for this attack and with her strength, she had nothing to fear. In fact, Ling Lan had progressed in this type of powerful and overbearing style which, ording to Instructor Number Nine, was not a route a female should take. Unfortunately, the majority of the instructors who instructed her were males and in particr, the overbearing instructor Number One. Even if Number Nine was discontented, she dared not express her objections outright, only choosing instead to instruct Ling Lan in as many techniques that trained her flexibility as she could, hoping Ling Lan would not end up bing a rough, masculine female brute. "Bang", a muffled sound echoed! Ling Lan¡¯s and Huo Zhenyu¡¯s fist urately counterbnced each other, and even though the resulting sound seemed as if they had not exerted a great amount of strength, the edge of the elevated stage produced a brilliant light. This indicated that the entire stage had beenpletely saturated with the Qi-Jin released by the both of them, and was infinitely close to its critical point. On the ground surface of the arena, with their position as the centre, countless cracks expanded outward. From there, the force both of them endured could be seen. After remaining in a deadlock for several seconds, both of them suddenly sprang apart. Ling Lan retreated seven to eight steps before standing firm and it was the same for Huo Zhenyu. Both of them seemed to be evenly matched but there was still some difference between them ¡ª Ling Lan wore a cold expression as before, whereas Huo Zhenyu¡¯s expression was fluctuating between red then white. And then, a trace of blood could be seen trickling down from the corner of his mouth. This scene caused all the spectators to go into an uproar and in the Leiting area, everyone¡¯s expression changed, especially Lin Zhidong¡¯s. His face had copsed entirely on itself into an unsightly expression. "How could this be?!" Not only were the senior cadets who were spectating the match from below the arena in disbelief, even the leaders of various factions in each cabin had reacted in unison as if by a non-existent prior agreement, crying out in surprise, unable to believe the scene they had witnessed. Regardless of how shocked those senior cadets were, the cadets of the New Cadet Regiment leapt up and cheered upon witnessing this scene. As expected, no one can defeat Boss Lan! Looking at the New Cadet Regiment pping in celebration, the people from Leiting seemed somewhat depressed and silent. Many of them could only do their best inforting themselves that their Boss Huo might have underestimated the enemy and did not use his full strength in that attack, and thus, the opponent had grasped the opportunity... They could only secretly cheer for their Boss Huo, hoping his next move would teach the opponent a lesson and prove Boss Huo¡¯s strength, diminishing the morale of these new cadets while he was at it. Regardless of what others thought, on the stage, Huo Zhenyu was currently astounded. He originally had ample confidence in his strength and believed that even the teachers in the academy might not be stronger than him in terms of physicalbat. However, at this moment, a new cadet had caused him to feel inferior ¡ª a punch he exerted all his strength to throw had been easily received by the opponent. It was to the extent that during the previous contest between their Qi-Jin, he had been at a disadvantage. Could it be that the opponent¡¯s realm was higher than his? "Hey, do you still want to fight?" Ling Lan¡¯s chilly voice echoed in Huo Zhenyu¡¯s ears, causing cold sweat to emerge on his body. He had been so shocked by thatst encounter that he had actually forgotten he was currently in a battle. If the opponent had not reminded him and had instead chosen to mount a surprise attack, he might have already fallen victim. If he had been injured as a result, then this battle would truly be hard to fight. Tang Yu looked at Ling Lan in astonishment. That had been a good opportunity for a surprise attack and he had assumed Ling Lan would not have let this chance slip by. But contrary to his expectations, Ling Lan had shaken his opponent out of his stupor. Was he abiding by the martial arts¡¯ principles of fairness? Tang Yu could not help but furrow his brow, because this was not a desirable mindset on a battlefield. Nevertheless, Tang Yu rxed his frown very soon and broke intoughter. All in all, Ling Lan was only a new cadet who had just entered the Military Academy and had never been on a battlefield, so naturally, he did not know that there was no so-called principle of fairness there. Only those who survived were the true victors, and perhaps he would understand the correct way of handling matters after going out on a battlefield. Ling Lan had thought of mounting a surprise attack, but if she were to defeat the opponent this way, the people from Leiting would have believed that she was merely lucky and had not defeated her opponent by true ability. This oue was not what she wanted, so she had spoken up to alert Huo Zhenyu with seemingly with good intentions. "Are you prepared? I¡¯ll be attacking next," Ling Lan spoke seriously. Huo Zhenyu smiled wryly and nodded. Since he had received the opponent¡¯s favour of warning him beforehand, he had no choice but to receive the opponent¡¯s attack. As the opponent was willing to face him with fair-mindedness, he did not want to be belittled by him. Seeing his reaction, Ling Lan¡¯s expression brightened faintly and she continued, "This attack is my strongest killing move. Be prepared!" These words caused both Tang Yu and Huo Zhenyu who were on stage to be at a loss. Should they criticize the other¡¯s straightforwardness or remind him not to be too frank? Currently, both of them did not expect that Ling Lan¡¯s intentions of saying these words were in hopes of Huo Zhenyu not evading her attack. Her seemingly overly frank sentences were actually a trap intended to leave Huo Zhenyu with no room to back off, yet still making him believe it was his own choice. At this moment, Ling Lan could not help but smirk. Her reminder had actually obtained her her opponent¡¯s appreciation, resulting in the opponent having no choice but to receive her attack head-on. This was absolutely a pleasant surprise that had saved her a lot of trouble. Ling Lan took a deep breath, and took a slight step forward as her right fist punched out softly. This punch looked as light as a feather, but Ling Lan knew she had used One-Inch Punch with it. However, the opponent¡¯s bearing had made Ling Lan reluctant to be too extreme, so she had only used three bands of One-Inch Punch. Chapter 264: The Final Victors! Chapter 264: The Final Victors! Trantor: DRZ Editor: H2dH2mr Huo Zhenyu did not let his guard down just because Ling Lan¡¯s punch seemed feather-light as he had already suffered a loss from the previous attack, so he was even more cautious this time. In addition, Ling Lan¡¯s warning had given him sufficient time for preparation, so instead of considering it as Ling Lan taking the initiative to attack, it would be better called a mutual attack. Reason being, Huo Zhenyu, who had prepared in advance, had chosen to attack to defend and directly used his strongest attack to confront Ling Lan¡¯s punch. When experts exchanged blows, they did not require hundreds or even over thousands of blows like those in the lower realms ¡ª very often, one or two moves could determine the victor. Huo Zhenyu understood this and believed the opponent did too. Therefore, this move of the opponent was definitely not as simple as it seemed and was instead an earth-shaking punch. Huo Zhenyu naturally would not hold back anymore ¡ª letting his Qi sink into his dantian 1 , he shouted: "Ultimate Overlord Punch!" Following his shout, Huo Zhenyu¡¯s right hand clenched into a fist and moved fiercely to sh against Ling Lan¡¯s. This movepletely reflected Huo Zhenyu¡¯s style ¡ª vigorous, bold and powerful. Before his fist met with Ling Lan¡¯s, the explosive sound of his punch tearing through the air caused the expressions of the many spectators to change. Even though they were not directly facing this attack, they could feel the terrifying power it contained. Ling Lan¡¯s countenance changed faintly and she suddenly increased the strength in her punch from 70 to 90 percent. Only such a terrifying and overbearing punch was befitting of someone who had the identity of the military academy¡¯s number onebatant. A hint of seriousness emerged in Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts as she did not dare to belittle the opponent. With a bang, the two powerful fists collided and Ling Lan could sense that the opponent¡¯s strength was very solid, and he was absolutely not someone she could defeat by using one or two bands of One-Inch Punch. The moment Huo Zhenyu came into contact with Ling Lan¡¯s fist, he felt a force simr to roaring waves transmitted through his fist. Although it was powerful, it was still within the scope he could withstand. However, before he was able to rx, he sensed another new force oveying on the original attack surging towards him once again. Huo Zhenyu¡¯s expression subtly changed as he groaned and frantically circted his inner Qi-Jin to withstand the immense oveying force once again. The strong point of this Ultimate Overlord Punch was that, before exceeding his limits, he could resist the opponent¡¯s attack no matter how powerful it was. At this moment, Huo Zhenyu rejoiced at his initial decision to use his most powerful move instead of another finishing blow. Otherwise, the sudden addition of this oveying power would have injured him. However, Huo Zhenyu was only at ease for a few breaths¡¯ time, as very soon, he felt another new force emerging, which was once again oveid on the original force, nearly oveing him. Could it be that he was about to lose? "No!" Unwilling to be defeated, Huo Zhenyu looked up to the skies and howled wildly. His eyes were wide open and filled with fury, his face thoroughly red. At the same time, his entire right hand suddenly bulged... With a tearing sound, Huo Zhenyu¡¯s right sleeve became torn as pieces of cloth fell onto the ground one by one, revealing a sturdy arm with bulging muscles and veins that swelled up. In order to resist Ling Lan¡¯s third band of One-Inch Punch, Huo Zhenyu had utilized the extreme limit of his Ultimate Overlord Punch. He sincerely hoped that this was the opponent¡¯sst attack, or else he would be meeting his defeat. A light flickered in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes and her originally fairplexion flushed red. She let out a grunt and, using the third band of One-Inch Punch which was about to disappear as a foundation, another, fourthyer of force emerged out of nowhere... The force behind this attack was too powerful, epassing the umted force of the previous three strikes. When Huo Zhenyu sensed the fourth strike iing, hisplexion suddenly paled because the energy in his body was already being used to the extreme limit and he did not have any excess energy to withstand this fourth strike... Several squelching pops rang out, and the skin on Huo Zhenyu¡¯s arms suddenly split open like a sieve with countless holes, and the sounds of bones cracking could also be heard as blood spurted out from various sections of his arm. Huo Zhenyu¡¯s arm had been crippled because of this fourth strike, but the attack did not stop here; shortly afterwards, Huo Zhenyu was sent flying into the air as a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out from his mouth with a spitting sound. Seeing this, Ling Lan withdrew her fist and her brows furrowed as the red flush on her face faded and turned pale in an instant. Apparently, she hadcked the capacity for a fourth One-Inch Punch but had forcefully executed it anyway and caused a bacsh, thus suffering from a slight internal injury. This time around, Ling Lan had learnt a lesson, that she should not belittle any opponent when duelling and should go all-out regardless of who the opponent was. Otherwise, it would be very easy for the opponent to overturn the match. "Since when have I be so conceited andcent?" Ling Lan could not help but scorn herself. Her originally prudent personality had been progressively disappearing ever since she found out that her father Ling Xiao was not dead ¡ª this was not an ideal situation. Seems like it was not a good thing to have a solid backing! Ling Lan decided to go on as before and act as if Ling Xiao had been "sacrificed" as this would be more beneficial for her growth. On her end, Ling Lan was self-analysing her own mentality, deciding to rely on herself to continue growing in the future. Meanwhile, Huo Zhenyu had spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, allowing him to breathe easier. He then flipped over andnded on the ground, but as his inner Qi-Jin had been depletedpletely, he did not manage stand firm afternding and retreated three to four steps in session before stabilizing himself. All the cadets watching the match surged to their feet in a stupefied uproar. They had not expected that the powerful Boss Huo could not even withstand a punch from the opponent. Everyone felt that their worldview had been overturned, thinking, who the hell was this mysterious young man? To actually be able to defeat the number onebatant of the military academy when he had just entered the academy? Huo Zhenyu raised his head with great difficulty and looked at the slender young man who had a calm expression as before. If not for his firm will, he most likely would not have been able to remain standing. Seeing Ling Lan retract his right hand, Huo Zhenyu noticed that the opponent¡¯s arms appeared to be trembling uncontrobly. It could be seen that the opponent using such a powerful finishing blow was not without any repercussions, and thisforted him a little. At the very least, the opponent was notpletely invulnerable. If the opponent had not been injured in the slightest ... Huo Zhenyu could not help but smile bitterly on the inside. He believed that his confidence would have been directly shattered by the opponent, and then he would have be doubtful of himself, wondering whether the five years of bitter training he had spent had been a mere joke... Even so, his confidence had still suffered a blow and was on the verge of crumbling apart. Huo Zhenyu was aware that in order to build up his confidence once again and forget the traumatic experience the opponent had brought him, he would perhaps have to spend a very long period of time recuperating. At this moment, Colonel Tang Yu looked towards Huo Zhenyu and asked loudly, "Huo Zhenyu, can you continue fighting?" Perhaps the spectators were unable to clearly tell Huo Zhenyu¡¯s condition, but as the closest observer, Colonel Tang Yu was clear that Huo Zhenyu was already reaching his limits and would not be able to continue battling for long. Having heard what was said, Huo Zhenyu smiled bitterly. He straightforwardly raised his hands and said, "Referee, I admit my loss for this match." His strongest move had been defeated and his body was near to falling apart, so he did not know what he could use to continue fighting. In a serious tone, Ling Lan said, "Many thanks!" What Ling Lan said was not a conventional greeting or words just for show. She was genuinely thankful that Huo Zhenyu¡¯s full-strength attack had allowed her to realize the problem with her mentality, and this was more important than winning the match. If she had not discovered this and waited until the day she arrived on the battlefield, this sort of mentality could have caused her death no matter how strong she was. Huo Zhenyu¡¯s reply did not go against Colonel Tang Yu¡¯s expectations. He looked at Ling Lan as if thinking of something, and announced loudly, "New Cadet Regiment vs Leiting Mecha n, the fifth match, New Cadet Regiment 1st-year Ling Lan wins. The match score is 3-2. The New Cadet Regiment are the final victors of this fight!" Following this announcement, all the members of the New Cadet Regiment leapt up and cheered enthusiastically. Evidently, everyone was cheering for Boss Lan as Ling Lan had used this match¡¯s victory to establish the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s unparalleled position so that no one could contend against them. Wu Jiong, who was seated below, did not feel regret upon hearing the cheers, but instead waved his arms and shouted for joy along with the other members. Multiple past experiences had made him understand that though he might be able to lead an extremely powerful team, he was incapable of making them into a winning team that would triumph in every battle. Reason being, hecked Ling Lan¡¯s boldness and aggressiveness, and even in terms of mentality, he was unable to be like Ling Lan who could always remain unperturbed regardless of any difficulty he encountered. "Haha, we¡¯ve truly won..." Several of the team leaders beside Gao Jinyun revealed dazed, silly smiles after witnessing the result. Even though they had been convinced by Gao Jinyun to continue following Boss Lan, they were nevertheless stunned after witnessing Boss Lan defeat the military academy¡¯s number onebatant and emerge victorious in this wagered fight; the shock of this oue was too huge. Gao Jinyunughed proudly to his heart¡¯s content. "Hahaha, I¡¯m sure you¡¯re all aware now of Boss Lan¡¯s prowess ... Leiting wanting to absorb the New Cadet Regiment is a dream as long as Boss Lan is here!" One of the leaders took a deep breath and finally calmed down. Then, in admiration, he said, "Leader Gao, you¡¯re right. We shall follow you unquestioningly in the future." Currently, these leaders were secretly rejoicing that they had been convinced by Gao Jinyun because of their close rtionship with him and had patiently waited for the result. This moment proved they had made the right move; they could not help but feel sorry for those few leaders who had not had the resolve to stay and had sought out alternative options. As Gao Jinyun mentioned, there was only one opportunity ¡ª grabbing it meant grabbing it, while missing it meant that you had truly missed the opportunity. "Let¡¯s go, we shall go and wee Boss Lan!" Gao Jinyun looked at the members of the New Cadet Regiment rushing forth to the stage and suggested excitedly. "Alright!" The several leaders answered loudly one by one. At this moment, they indeed wanted to enjoy this hard-earned joyous asion with everyone in the New Cadet Regiment. This was a victory belonging to them, and represented that the New Cadet Regiment had truly established themselves in the military academy. Chapter 265: A Hypocritical Person Chapter 265: A Hypocritical Person Trantor: DRZ Editor: H2dH2mr The New Cadet Regiment¡¯s joy was set off in contrast with Leiting¡¯s gloomy expressions as they were still in disbelief, unconvinced that Leiting would ultimately lose this battle... Heaven knows how long it had been since Leitingst tasted defeat. However, the battle this time had given them a taste of it and this feeling was absolutely unpleasant. Lin Zhidong looked at the elevated stage, which was almost totally surrounded by the New Cadet Regiment, with an unsightly expression. He knew that the ensuing period of time belonged to the victor¡¯s celebration and there was no longer any ce for Leiting to stay. In any case, he did not wish remain and continue to see Leiting losing face. Another matter which he had to consider thoroughly was how to give Regiment Commander Qiao an exnation ... The defeat this time would definitely deal an unprecedented blow on Leiting¡¯s prestige as the opponent they had lost to were the new cadets who had just enrolled in the military academy. Lin Zhidong could already imagine the Thunder King¡¯s rocketing fury and his body could not help but tremble. Soon after, Lin Zhidong calmed down and gnashed his teeth in frustration as he said, "Let¡¯s go!" Following his words, the members of the Leiting Mecha n who felt ashamed to continue staying here soon left the battle hall. Of course, while they were leaving, they heard numerous cadets making loud booing sounds, among them the cadets from the New Cadet Regiment and also cadets from other factions. Also among them were supporters who were fond of Leiting but were currently disappointed in them. Many senior cadets of the various influential factions were incapable of epting the fact that Leiting had lost to the New Cadet Regiment; their feelings were directly reflected in their booing. The deeper the love, the more profound the hate when love turns into hate. This sort of feeling was present within them and no matter what, Leiting losing this match had indeed disappointed many cadets. Before Lin Zhidong left the battle stadium, he could not help but turn around and look at the stern, young man standing in the middle of the elevated stage epting the New Cadet Regiment members¡¯ enthusiastic cheers. His dignified appearance resembled that of a general returning in victory and even more like a king who had opened up a new territory and was enjoying the supportive cheers of his subjects ... Actually, Lin Zhidong had misunderstood. Ling Lan¡¯s default was an ice-cold expression [T/C (ryu): Yep, it¡¯s her trademark face by now.]; she would still maintain this look even when being cursed at. In short, Ling Lan¡¯s cool and aloof expression in this situation was indeed extremely aggravating ... "Don¡¯t be toocent ... Leiting will definitely return this grudge!" Lin Zhidong¡¯s expression was chilly as he sniffed onest time before he turned and left thisbat hall that had embarrassed him so. ******** As the members of the New Cadet Regiment rushed towards the elevated stage, Huo Zhenyu, as one of the participants of the fight, left the stage in loneliness. Other than a few of his team members, no one paid any attention to his actions as the former king ofbat. At present, everyone¡¯s attention was gathered on Ling Lan who was in the middle of the elevated stage. He was the leading role in this battle, and the newly emerged king ofbat in the military academy! Of course, Huo Zhenyu saw the people from Leiting leaving with their tail between their legs and also heard the sounds of booing which had spread throughout the battle stadium. Sadness shrouded his heart; it was hisck of strength that caused this result. At this moment, one of his team members saw his state and hastily said, "Boss Huo, let¡¯s head to the treatment centre. Your injuries are very severe ..." Hearing the other¡¯s words, Huo Zhenyu gently patted his own right arm which had gone totally numb and said indifferently, "It¡¯s just a small injury and is of no importance. Unfortunately, I¡¯ve lost and caused Leiting to lose this wagered fight ..." "How is this a small injury? Boss Huo, you still have to participate in the division assessments in a month¡¯s time." That team member was anxious, as this was rted to Boss Huo¡¯s future growth. "That¡¯s right, Boss Huo, you had best head to the treatment centre for treatment!" The other team members urged. Huo Zhenyu no longer refused; he headed towards the treatment centre with a few team members. On the way, one of the team members spoke with dissatisfaction. "Boss Huo, those leaders of the current Leiting are going too far, to think that not even one came to see you ... If we had known earlier, Boss Huo shouldn¡¯t have agreed to participate in this fight." "Forget it, in any case, I am still Leiting¡¯s former leader and I can¡¯t reject a request of theirs when theye looking for me." Huo Zhenyu smiled bitterly. Even if he had passed Leiting to Qiao Ting, he was still unable to reject them when Leiting was in need of help. "Merely, it¡¯s unfortunate for Nie Feng-ming as he will definitely have to be absent for the examination a monthter. He had always been anxiously longing to enlist for the 23rd Division," said another team member with regret on his face. ording to the news sent over by the team members who had apanied him to the treatment centre, Nie Feng-ming had to receive treatment for ten months before he couldpletely recover. That was to say, he would definitely miss this year¡¯s examination. Huo Zhenyu went silent for a moment before saying with a heavy heart, "I¡¯ve let down Feng-ming." "No, it was Ling Lan. His attack was too ruthless," one of the members spoke as his face revealed hatred. The few of them had formed a small mecha team in the military academy and had grown up together during these five years, and had long be brothers of different surnames with bonds no inferior to biological brothers. With Nie Feng-ming¡¯s current situation, they could not help but hate Ling Lan who had heavily injured him. "Rest assured, I will not forget about this grudge," said Huo Zhenyu coldly. Even though they were aware that Nie Feng-ming was partly to me for receiving such a serious injury, but in terms of feelings, Huo Zhenyu was unable to ept his own brothernding in such a miserable condition ... Regarding how they treated their brothers andrades, Huo Zhenyu¡¯s and Ling Lan¡¯s mentality were more or less the same. Even if the fault was on their side, they were intolerant of outsiders taking actions! "I¡¯ve decided to apply for enlistment to the 23rd Division in a month¡¯s time and wait for Nie Feng-ming¡¯s return. Inevitably, there will be a day when we¡¯ll run into Ling Lan, and at that time, it¡¯ll be time for us to pay back what we received today." Huo Zhenyu revealed his decision and caused the team members around him to be astonished; they knew that Boss Huo¡¯s original target was the 1st Division as his idol was the Federation¡¯s First Marshal, while the 23rd Division¡¯smander Ling Xiao was Nie Feng-ming¡¯s idol. This was also the reason Nie Feng-ming had chosen to enter the 23rd Division¡¯s enlistment examination. "Since Boss Huo is going to enter the 23rd Division examination, I shall follow him too!" "I¡¯ll enter the 23rd Division too." "Me too!" The other team members, who were originally hesitant whether to follow Boss Huo or enter the division of their own idols, no longer had any apprehensions due to Boss Huo changing his mind and so dered their determination to follow his lead. Huo Zhenyu did not speak but merely smiled. This was the only thing he could do for Nie Feng-ming, by setting a foundation for him before he entered the division. Once he joined them, their small team would once again gather and fight together to obtain the highest achievements. Following that, they would then find Ling Lan and return their bitter hatred of today. ******** Currently within the cabin, after Li Shiyu witnessed the result and saw the new cadets rushing towards the arena all at once, he turned towards Yun Xiu and said, "Let¡¯s go." Upon hearing that, Yun Xiu was in shock as he said, "What? We¡¯re leaving right now?" The number of cadets leaving the arena was the highest right now and in previous times, Li Shiyu would usually wait for an hour and a half for the majority of the crowd to leave before he left. However, why was he anxious to leave this time? "I have to head to the treatment centre and look at that foolish little brother of mine, to see if he¡¯s still able to move ..." exined Li Shiyu. "Ah, so you were the type who would show love and respect as what good brothers should?" Yun Xiu did not believe the exnation Li Shiyu gave in the slightest. Li Shiyu immediately shot a re at Yun Xiu. Of course he would show love and respect as what good brothers would, but that was reserved for his older cousin. Seeing Li Shiyu¡¯s stern gaze, Yun Xiu hastily raised his hands in surrender, indicating that he would not say anything else and obediently follow Li Shiyu to leave the cabin. In Wuji¡¯s cabin, Zhao Jun yawned, and to those beside him he asked, "The fight has ended, are you all intending to stay here?" Han Yu¡¯s expression was somewhat gloomy as he said, "I want to watch the rey. You can leave first if you¡¯re not interested." The New Cadet Regiment was unexpectedly strong and caused Han Yu to feel threatened. In particr, the majority of the cadets in the New Cadet Regiment belonged to the Central Scout Academy¡¯s faction and so he could not help but be concerned whether they would join the Doha faction. At the same time, Wei Ji nodded and said, "I would also like to watch the rey. All of you can do as you wish." Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng stealthily exchanged a nce before Zhao Jun spoke up to say, "I¡¯m not interested. We¡¯ll talk about it after they be expert mecha operators. Lanfeng, what about you, are you leaving together or would you like to stay?" Li Lanfeng shrugged his shoulders in a rxed manner. "It¡¯s as what you said, after they be an expert in mecha piloting during their second year, perhaps I will be interested. To invest effort in thinking about them right now is somewhat not worth it." Hearing his words, Zhao Jun smiled. "In that case, let¡¯s leave together." Li Lanfeng stood and replied, "Alright, let¡¯s leave together." He then said to Han Yu and Wei Ji, "It¡¯s fine to attach some importance to them, but the Thunder King will certainly be the number one person who wishes to dispose of the New Cadet Regiment." His words implied that it was too early for Wuji to be apprehensive towards the New Cadet Regiment; it would be more suitable after the New Cadet Regiment had weathered Thunder King Qiao Ting¡¯s fury. Han Yu and Wei Ji smiled in response, and only after Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng left did Han Yu put away his smile as he snorted coldly. "Does he truly think he¡¯s Wuji¡¯s strategist?" Li Lanfeng¡¯s attitude of being superior in all aspects caused Han Yu to be increasingly discontented with him. Unknowingly, he started disliking Li Lanfeng more and more, but in the past, he had definitely felt that Li Lanfeng was a good person. However, why does he seem so pretentious right now? Wei Ji replied unenthusiastically, "There¡¯s nothing to be done. Two years ago, we had indeed relied on many of his schemes, so although he isn¡¯t our official strategist, everyone in Wuji considers him as one." After speaking, Wei Ji could not help but look towards Han Yu. "I don¡¯t know why you do not see eye to eye with Li Lanfeng. I feel that he doesn¡¯t have huge ambitions and has been diligent regarding Wuji¡¯s affairs ..." Han Yu furrowed his brows. "Actually, it was fromst year that I started to always feel that something¡¯s slightly off with Li Lanfeng. Right now, the more I see him, the more I feel that there¡¯s a problem with him. Don¡¯t you feel that his smile is very fake?" Wei Ji smiled bitterly and shook his head. He truly did not see anything wrong with Li Lanfeng. If not for Han Yu being extremely discontented with Li Lanfeng, he really did not wish to fall out with the other. After all, the rtionship between the four of them had been very good in the past. Han Yu looked towards Zhou Ya and Wang Hui. "What do you think?" Wang Hui followed Wei Ji in shaking his head, expressing that he could not identify what wrong there was with Li Lanfeng. Chapter 266: The Li Family Brothers! Chapter 266: The Li Family Brothers! Trantor: ryuxenji, DRZ Editor: mjn0898, H2dH2mr Zhou Ya was silent for a moment, before saying measuredly, "Senior Li¡¯s smile is indeed very warm and genial, but I be nervous whenever he smiles. Maybe it¡¯s because it¡¯s my first time interacting with Senior Li, so I¡¯m unused to him ..." Zhou Ya¡¯s expression seemed somewhat conflicted. Before Zhou Ya had finished speaking, Han Yu was already pping his hands together and saying, "See! Zhou Ya feels the same way I do ..." These words made Zhou Ya smile wryly. Actually, he himself could not say why he was nervous around Li Lanfeng, but it was definitely not like Han Yu was saying, that Li Lanfeng¡¯s smile was very fake. Li Lanfeng was obviously a kind and gentle senior ¡ª why was Regiment Commander Han Yu so against the other? Of course, no matter how doubtful Zhou Ya was, he would not say anything, because the antagonism and strife within the upper ranks usually did not have much reason to it. Oftentimes, just for the sake of an extra share of power, one party would push another party into hell ... while this current situation was just a tant dislike so far. However, Zhou Ya did not mind this situation. Han Yu¡¯s behaviour was inrge part helping him clear out a path to be Wuji¡¯s military adviser. It should be known that within Wuji, Li Lanfeng was the publicly acknowledged strategist of the mecha n, holding extremely high esteem among its members. Without Han Yu¡¯s help, relying on himself, he might have to wait until Li Lanfeng graduates and leaves the academy before he would be able to take on the role of adviser. As an ambitious person, Zhou Ya did not want to dawdle within the military academy for 2 to 3 years. He yearned to ascend the skies in one step, craving the chance to disy his full abilities, and desired the respect and admiration of the n members. And so, Zhou Ya kept his silence, as if tacitly agreeing with Han Yu that he too felt something off about Li Lanfeng ... ******** Having left the Wuji box, Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng did not know what was happening inside the box. They walked till the end of the hallway, where they happened to bump into the Li Shiyu and Yun Xiu who had also departed from their box. When the four met, they were all startled ... A trace of confusion appeared silently on Li Shiyu¡¯s handsome face. This masked youth before his eyes, who was radiating such a warm and gentle aura, seemed somewhat familiar ... Li Lanfeng was the quickest to regain his bearings. He smiled and gave the other side a cadet¡¯s salute, and then said, "Li Shiyu, dux of the military medical research specialization, I¡¯ve heard such great things about you 1 ." "Erm, hello, have I met you somewhere before?" Li Shiyu¡¯s brow creased and he could not help but ask. "Well, no, but I¡¯ve seen you before!" said Li Lanfeng with a smile. "Oh? When?" Li Shiyu pursued the question. His memory had always been good ¡ª this person across from him had such a strange sense of familiarity, he just could not believe that he really had not met him before. Smilingly, Li Lanfeng was about to answer when Zhao Jun beside him asked with a quirked brow, "Lanfeng, so this is the so-called direct descendant of your Li family? That genius Li Shiyu you mentioned?" Li Shiyu jolted at these words, blurting out, "You¡¯re a Li family descendant too?" Li Lanfeng nodded and said, "Yes, but I¡¯m just a branch descendant. However, I was previously lucky enough to be in the same school as Young Master Mn. It¡¯s just that Young Master Mn dropped outter due to illness, and I¡¯ve not seen him since then ... I wonder how Young Master Mn is now. Is he well?" asked Li Lanfeng with a face filled with concern. Hearing this, Li Shiyu¡¯s mood dipped. "Cousin Brother Mn¡¯s body is indeed not well." However, very quickly, Li Shiyu rallied and said confidently, "However, I believe Cousin Brother Mn will definitely get better." A strange light shed through Li Lanfeng¡¯s eyes, and he nodded and said, "Yes, Young Master Mn will definitely get better." Li Lanfeng¡¯s words put Li Shiyu in a good mood instantly. Within the Li family n, this was the first time he had heard another Li family member willing to believe that his eldest cousin brother would recover. This made Li Shiyu extremely grateful, naturally feeling a sense of kinship with Li Lanfeng. "You¡¯re going back?" Li Lanfeng continued to ask. Before Li Shiyu could respond, Yun Xiu had piped up from beside him, "We¡¯re going to go see Shiyu¡¯s younger brother 2 , that Li Yingjie who fought second for the New Cadet Regiment." A trace of surprise rose on Li Lanfeng¡¯s face. "So Young Master Shiyu is also nning to go see Young Master Yingjie ... I was just prepared to go check on Young Master Yingjie¡¯s condition myself. Why don¡¯t we go together?" Zhao Jun cast a thoughtful nce at Li Lanfeng ¡ª mind you, when they had stepped out of the box, the other had not mentioned anything of the sort. However, he had always respected Li Lanfeng¡¯s decisions, so he quietly yed along. Li Shiyu hesitated for a moment, but then nodded. Based off the other¡¯s good will towards his eldest cousin brother alone, he could not refuse the other 3 . Just like that, the four of them hurried to the treatment centre. The moment they entered its doors, they could see that therge hall had been split into two factions, each staking out one corner, dutifully ignoring the other. These people were very easy to tell apart. One side was all dressed in the green freshmen uniform, so it was obvious they were first years. Meanwhile, on the other side, there was green and also blue, but the age difference clearly marked them as upper year students. It went without saying that these two factions were respectively the people from the New Cadet Regiment and the Leiting Mecha n. The moment Li Shiyu¡¯s group of four stepped into the treatment centre, they drew the gazes of everyone inside. After all, three of them were dressed in the blue uniform of the elite, while Li Shiyu was even dressed in the white uniform of a dux. This colour would draw attention no matter where he went. However, the first years of the New Cadet Regiment very quickly averted their eyes. The age of the four neers clearly marked them as seniors; the members of the New Cadet Regiment did not think that these people were here for them. After all, they did not know such impressive seniors, so these people could only be from the Leiting Mecha n. On the other hand, those from the Leiting Mecha n were in a state of confusion. Several sharp-eyed people had noticed Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun, who they knew were from the Wuji faction. Moreover, Li Shiyu was also an influential figure within the school. The Leiting Mecha n may dare to offend everyone and anyone, but they would never dare to offend any student from the military medical research specialization. This was because, in future, those people were very likely to be the ones responsible for their lives ... no one wanted to gamble with their lives. The treatment centre fell under the jurisdiction of the military medical research department. Seeing the dux of the department in charge of them personally here at the scene, the staff were instantly nervous. One of the leaders of the staff in the treatment centre came forwards to ask, "Dux Li, may I know what instructions you have for visiting us at this time?" Please don¡¯t let there have been any mistakes in the treatment ns submitted by the treatment centre ... ayer of sweat formed on the forehead of the team leader. If that was truly the case, that meant that they might very likely lose their jobs here at the military academy, be dismissed from service, and be sent back to their homes ... Mind you, in the Federation, the social status and treatment of military personnel were of the highest calibre ¡ª the workers really did not want to lose the honour of being a soldier. "I heard that in this wagered fight, many people were injured, and the injuries were very serious, so I specially came over to take a look." Li Shiyu¡¯s words let the team leader of the treatment centre instantly release a sigh of relief. "Can you give me an overview of the patients¡¯ current conditions?" Li Shiyu continued. The team leader of the treatment centre quickly said, "Yes, Dux Li, pleasee this way ..." He led Li Shiyu over to the healing pods of one of the upper years, and then continued to say, "This student¡¯s condition is especially severe. The bones of his entire body disy different degrees of breakage, but strangely enough, such wide-scale traumatic impact did not deal any fatal injury to the inner organs. It¡¯s clear to see that the one who did this has extremely precise control on his application of strength. When we first saw it, we were all extremely stunned and awed by it. Even though the opponent had shown mercy, not dealing any fatal injury, for this patient to fully recover in less than ten months is impossible." The team leader peeked carefully at Li Shiyu, then said softly, "Unless we take out the special medicinal agents the military medical research specialization has developed, then perhaps the time could be shortened." Li Shiyu merely nodded but said nothing. He naturally knew how the other had been injured ¡ª that youth had brought it all on himself. Thus, he had no interest whatsoever in helping him. Besides, the other was also the adversary of his younger cousin¡¯s party. Regardless of how much he looked down on that jerk of a cousin of his, he would not allow others to bully a member of their Li family ... The team leader saw Li Shiyu keeping silent, and sighed softly, but said nothing further. After all, the special medicinal agents of the military medical research department were extremely precious. He had only brought it up earlier to try his luck ¡ª if Li Shiyu had truly been moved to help, then it would have been a blessing upon this patient. The team leader then led Li Shiyu¡¯s group of four to another healing pod. This healing pod held a first year. The surrounding youths saw them approach and all revealed stern and nervous expressions as they stared at them, as if on guard against any sign of intended harm to theirpanion. Seeing this, Li Lanfeng nodded mentally. This New Cadet Regiment was more united than he had imagined ¡ª it looks like they really could not be underestimated. The team leader pointed at the healing pod and said to Li Shiyu, "This is a first year student. Multiple wound-sites on his internal organs and meridians ... it can be said that he was pretty much half dead, but his body¡¯s regenerative ability is extraordinarily strong. In tandem with the recovery agents here, he should be back to normal in three months." Li Shiyu approached and took a look, and found that the one lying in the healing pod was that tenacious youth who had fought after Li Yingjie. That brutal match had stirred even him ... he had initially thought that the youth¡¯s wounds would take at least half a year to heal, but surprisingly, he would be okay after just three months. It looked like this youth¡¯s physical constitution was truly exceptional. The team leader then pointed at the healing pod next to this one and said, "That one is also a first year student. His injuries are also very severe ¡ª his left scap 4 is shattered ¡ª he won¡¯t be recovered till 2 or 3 monthster." Li Shiyu walked closer to see, and as expected, it was Li Yingjie. He was lying in the healing pod with a tortured expression of pain, and Li Shiyu could hear some vague moaninging from him. In contrast, the other first year student beside him who was injured much worse was able to tolerate the pain stoically without any change in his expression. Li Shiyu was instantly in a bad mood. He sniffed coldly and said, "Just a minor injury and you¡¯re behaving so disgracefully. You¡¯re really losing the face of the Li family." Li Yingjie heard a familiar voiceing from outside the healing pod and forced his eyes open, only to be instantly wide-eyed with shock. He stared at Li Shiyu ¡ª hells, why was his second elder cousin brother 5 here? Back when Li Shiyu had gone against his grandfather¡¯s orders, choosing to give up on his identity as inheritor, even though Li Yingjie did not know the full story, he had heard a thing or two about it. Still, he just could not figure out why this iprehensible second elder cousin brother of his would appear within the military academy, and wearing the white uniform he admired so much to boot. This meant that Li Shiyu was definitely the dux of one of the specializations, and this was no easy feat. Even the proud Li Yingjie had already given up on his goal of bing dux, because Li Yingjie knew that the dux of their year¡¯s mecha specialization would be none other than Boss Ling Lan. Chapter 267: Transferral of Treatment! Chapter 267: Transferral of Treatment! Trantor: ryuxenji, DRZ Editor: mjn0898, H2dH2mr Li Yingjie was still secretly wondering what the heck was going on when Li Shiyu said to the staff member monitoring Li Yingjie¡¯s healing pod, "Help me open up this healing pod!" "This ..." The staff member looked dubiously at his team leader, not daring to obey immediately. Even though Li Shiyu was the dux of the military medical research specialization, thus being like half a leader to them, this matter was rted to the treatment of a student, so the staff member did not dare to move recklessly. Seeing this, the team leader hurried to exin, "Dux Li, this student is currently undergoing treatment. If we interrupt the process now, it might affect the final recovery time." At these words, Li Shiyu raised his right hand and turned on hismunicator to carefully enter some information, then said, "Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve already requested to take on Li Yingjie¡¯s treatment from the military academy. Very soon, you all should receive the transfer procedure request here." As the dux of the military medical research specialization, Li Shiyu had the right to request primary responsibility over the care of any patient. Of course, the military academy would still hold responsibility over the two students. The administration would keep track of the entire treatment process, circumventing any possible harm that could ur to either of the involved parties. Either side thatmitted any fault would be strictly punished by the military academy. Hearing Li Shiyu¡¯s exnation, the team leader rxed. Very quickly, the team leader received the transfer order, and so instructed the staff member to stop the treatment process of the healing pod and open the pod. This out of the ordinary event drew the concern of the other first years waiting in the treatment centre. They all gathered close, and upon seeing the healing pod suddenly being opened, their expressions changed. One of the students was Xie Yi, who had apanied Li Yingjie here for treatment under Ling Lan¡¯s orders. Enraged, he asked, "What do you all think you¡¯re doing? Don¡¯t you know that interrupting treatment will affect his recovery?" The team leader rushed to exin, "This student will be transferred to the Military Medical Research Centre for treatment. You all can rx. The treatment and medicinal agents there are several times better than those we have here. Not only will his injuries not be affected, he might even be able to recover even earlier." Xie Yi peered dubiously at Li Shiyu and the others ¡ª would these people who were obviously seniors be so kind and benevolent? Xie Yi could not be med for overthinking things. After all, they had just had a confrontation with the seniors of Leiting. ording to the update they had received from a member who had rushed over from the arena, Boss Lan had just defeated the top fighter of Leiting, officially winning the wagered fight. It could not be excluded that the people of Leiting might turn to anger from their shame, and take the opportunity to do something underhanded while they still had not received direct orders from those in the upper ranks. Seeing this, Li Lanfeng smiled and exined, "We¡¯re from the Wuji Mecha n, and this is Dux Li from the military medical research specialization. If you understand how our military academy is run, you¡¯ll know that the military medical research specialization is never involved in the conflicts among the various factions." As military doctors were the holy ones who treated the sick and healed the wounded, they needed to treat all patients objectively without any bias. Thus, whether it was within the military academy or within the actual military, military doctors were absolutely not allowed to be involved in any conflicts among the various factions. This was because once a military doctor was involved, they could not guarantee that their heart would remain pure. Especially on the battlefield, if a doctor hesitated or wavered due to their patient being from a different faction, it could result in a death, and this was something the military could not condone. From the start, Xie Yi was a news-gatherer, a busybody ¡ª he knew what the senior across him had said was not wrong. If the other was really from the military doctor specialization, he could certainly rx, for the other would definitely not do anything bad to Li Yingjie. As such, he acquiesced, but he still kept a close watch on Li Shiyu and his group. The moment he detected anything odd, he would make sure to prevent them at first notice from harming Li Yingjie. At this time, Xie Yi was still rather simple and naive, not knowing that military doctors were people too. They experienced the full gamut of emotions just like any other person, and especially towards those particr people whom they loved and hated in equal measure, even if they would treat them dutifully, they would still find all manner of ways to ¡¯torment¡¯ the other. And despite how these torments were actually also beneficial to the patient, it went without question that there was not a single patient who would be willing to ept such treatment if they had been given a choice. As the healing pod waspletely opened, the healing fluid inside the pod was suctioned out at the same time. Very soon, Li Yingjie¡¯s body was revealed, and several secondster, the uniform he was wearing was blown dry ¡ª it was as if he had never been immersed in healing fluid. At this moment, Li Yingjie finally found the chance to speak. He asked, "Second elder cousin brother, why are you here?" "Hmph, why can¡¯t I be here?" Li Shiyu harrumphed coldly. Facing Li Yingjie, he did not have the same patience he had when dealing with his eldest cousin brother. He found this brat here annoying no matter how he looked at him. Li Yingjie was instantly left speechless. He found that he was indeed a great idiot for asking this question. Li Shiyu being here, dressed in the uniform of a dux no less, naturally meant he was a student of this military academy. And being able to be a student of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, of course meant he had passed the admissions tests. Could his brain have been injured when he had been struck previously? "Fine, that was a stupid question. I should ask, what are you doing here? Are you here tough at me?" Li Yingjie stared unhappily at Li Shiyu. His rtionship with his second elder cousin brother was not very good; he would not be so self-deluded to think that his cousin was here to be chummy with him. "At least you are self-aware, wise enough to know you¡¯re a joke. Yes, I¡¯m here to lecture you. Performing so terribly on the stage, you¡¯ve really disgraced our Li family," scolded Li Shiyu, disappointed. Even though Li Shiyu had rejected the position of Li family inheritor, this did not mean he did not acknowledge that he was of the Li family. Thus, seeing Li Yingjie perform so badly, he was extremely dissatisfied. Li Yingjie rolled his eyes at these words. How could he have forgotten that his cousin brother had an inherently venomous tongue 1 ? Whenever they met, his cousin brother would critique him till it seemed as if he were worthless. Of course, he had not wanted to just take it, constantly looking for a way to fight back. But unfortunately, the other was older than him by quite a few years, and relied on his advantage of the extra years of strength and knowledge ofbat skills to suppress Li Yingjie. Thus, he had failed many times in his attempts to object, never having found a chance to turn the tables till now. Originally, four years ago was a very good chance for him to turn the tables, but Li Shiyu had unfortunately be at odds with grandfather because he had rejected the position of inheritor, subsequently moving out of the Li family mansion. This caused Li Yingjie to no longer have the chance to meet the other to attempt bringing his revolt to the final stages ... Li Shiyu paid no mind to whether Li Yingjie would be disgruntled by his words, instead continuing to instruct, "Later, follow me to the Military Medical Research Centre. After this, your injuries will be my responsibility." "That¡¯s not necessary. Since I can be healed here too, why should I go there?" retorted Li Yingjie haughtily. He did not want to owe this annoying second elder cousin brother anything, and would rather suffer a little more here. At these words, Li Shiyu¡¯s face darkened and he leaned in close, bending over to pat Li Yingjie¡¯s still immobile face within the healing pod, and said lowly, "My taking over your treatment, is already a fact. So, just give up." Li Shiyu¡¯s dark face made the warning bells in Li Yingjie¡¯s heart re loudly ¡ª could it be that his cousin brother was shifting his venom from his tongue to his hands 2 instead? He struggled desperately, trying to speak. Right then, an icy voice suddenly rang out from the main doors of the treatment centre. Despite the size of the treatment centre and how many people there were inside, this voice seemed to ring out by everyone¡¯s ears, clear and coherent. "I would like to know, what in the world is going on?" From the doorway, this question signalled the entrance of a coldly dashing youth radiating a cold aura as he slowly walked into the treatment centre. For some reason, the moment he entered the treatment centre, the entire centre¡¯s temperature seemed to drop by several degrees. Some people even felt an invisible pressure descend upon them. The initially somewhat raucous noise was abruptly silenced, and everyone¡¯s eyes were drawn and held by this youth. It turned out that Ling Lan who had won the arena fight had arrived, and behind her were quite a few of the team leaders of the New Cadet Regiment. Li Yingjie¡¯s initially grumpy expression instantly brightened when he heard this voice. He turned his head to look over and shouted out, "Boss Lan!" This behaviour of Li Yingjie¡¯s made Li Shiyu¡¯s face change minutely, and the gaze of Li Lanfeng, who had been observing Li Yingjie all this while, shed briefly. Li Lanfeng lifted his head to look in Ling Lan¡¯s direction, and his gaze became extremely solemn. "Li Yingjie!" Li Shiyu could not hold back an angry bellow. His voice was raised quite a few decibels ¡ª it was clear to see how much rage was contained behind it. Li Shiyu was extremely dissatisfied with how easily Li Yingjie had acknowledged another as his boss, and was also sad on behalf of his eldest cousin brother. This was because he felt that only Li Mn should be the boss of them Li family brothers. And Li Yingjie, this great big dumbass, had actually given this honourable title of their eldest cousin brother to someone else ¡ª this was something he could not forgive. Li Shiyu¡¯s furious roar did not cow Li Yingjie, who instead had an expression filled with stubborn recalcitrance on his face. Li Yingjie was exactly like this. He was someone who, if he does not acknowledge you, no matter how much you pressure him, he would still refuse to submit. However, if you could gain his heartfelt deference, one cold nce would be enough to freeze him in his ce. Right now, this personality of Li Yingjie¡¯s was out in full force, which just made Li Shiyu¡¯s rage re even higher. If it could be said that meeting his eldest cousin brother made Li Shiyu want to draw close instinctively, wanting to protect the other, then meeting Li Yingjie waspletely the other way round. All of Li Shiyu¡¯s initial praiseworthy good temperament wouldpletely disappear, only leaving behind roars of anger and a venomous tongue ... not once could they co-exist peacefully. Li Shiyu and Li Yingjie red at each other. On one side, Li Lanfeng¡¯s expression shifted minutely, but just as he was about intervene and mediate, a cial voice rang out extremely close to him, "Why isn¡¯t my party member being treated? Can you exin this?" Apparently, Ling Lan had already arrived by the healing pod of Li Yingjie, and was speaking directly to the staff member in charge of treating Li Yingjie. Perhaps because she had juste straight frombat, there was still a trace of killing intent on Ling Lan¡¯s body. This intimidating aura actually made the staff member break out in cold sweat all across his forehead, unable to reply for a moment. "Hm?" Ling Lan quirked an eyebrow, her freezing gaze driving a bolt of chill into the staff member¡¯s heart. He quickly replied, "I¡¯m sorry, he ... he¡¯s been transferred to the Military Medical Research Centre." "Transferred to the Military Medical Research Centre?" Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed, unsure what this meant. Xie Yi dashed up to her side and exined the entire chain of events to Ling Lan. Ling Lan nodded as she listened, finally getting the picture. Once Xie Yi was done speaking, he retreated. Only then did Ling Lan turn her attention to Li Shiyu¡¯s group of four, and Li Shiyu¡¯s group instantly felt a wave of invisible pressure crashing onto them. Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze began to flicker once more, because he had sensed a familiar energy ... perhaps the other was really like him. This was the very first time he had ever sensed the presence of kin ¡ª his heart could not help but pound for several beats. Chapter 268: Are You Threatening Me? Chapter 268: Are You Threatening Me? Trantor: ryuxenji, DRZ Editor: mjn0898, H2dH2mr Li Lanfeng¡¯s control over his emotions was undoubtedly excellent ¡ª in the blink of an eye he had regained hisposure. He continued to observe coldly, keeping quiet, but mentally made a note to try and find out more about the other, to aid his future ns. Ling Lan swept her gaze contemtively over the four youths, and her gaze finallynded on Li Shiyu. Xie Yi had mentioned very clearly that this dux was the one who had pushed this decision through, so she said to him, "Are you the one who requested to transfer my man into the Military Medical Research Centre?" In spite of his displeasure, Li Shiyu¡¯s good upbringing still made him nod in response, indicating that Ling Lan was right. At that, Ling Lan raised an eyebrow and said, "I recall that, a request like that still requires the agreement of the patient being treated." After finding out about the situation, Little Four had instantly looked up all the rted regtions on transferral of treatment cases. Thus, Ling Lan was now extremely clear on all the rules and procedures associated with the process ¡ª there were plenty of loopholes for her to y with ... Li Shiyu¡¯s expression darkened, but he still replied, "I¡¯m the dux of the military medical research specialization. As long as any patient is within the treatment centre, I have the right to designate them as my patient without requiring the other¡¯s approval." That said, he did not forget to throw a fierce re in Li Yingjie¡¯s direction ... The moment Li Shiyu said this, the senior year students all nodded in agreement, while the 1st year freshmen stared at one another, uncertain whether the military academy really had this rule. Li Yingjie was rather bewildered by Li Shiyu¡¯s re ¡ª when and how had he offended his second elder cousin brother now? Initially already irritated, he became even more disgruntled. His rage rose higher, but he still held back, only expressing it by returning an equally scathing re to indicate his displeasure. Although every time Li Yingjie encountered Li Shiyu, they were like primed firecrackers, ready to explode at the slightest provocation, over these many years, Li Yingjie actually knew that his cousin brother would never hurt him. Otherwise, having the full upper hand over him all these many years, Li Shiyu would not have just mocked and taunted and snarked at him with words. From the time they were little till now, there had been plenty of chances for Li Shiyu to be ruthless and do away with himpletely ... This was also why Li Yingjie had not rebutted his cousin¡¯s words, merely ring back ¡ª he did not want to put Li Shiyu on the spot 1 . "Furthermore, Li Yingjie is my younger cousin. As his elder cousin, giving a hand to treat him is an obligation. I can ensure that he fully recovers in almost half the time." Of course, this was based on the prerequisite that Li Yingjie had to endure through the intense agony of his body being modified and improved by the medical agents ... Li Yingjie would probably remember the experience for the rest of his life. A subtle smile appeared on Li Shiyu¡¯s lips. These words of Li Shiyu moved all of the first year students; even those members who had still been wary of Li Shiyu cast away their doubts at this time. Li Yingjie himself was convinced, but just as he was about to say he was willing, an ice-cold gaze swept over to look at him, instantly freezing him in ce, along with those words which were already at the tip of his tongue. How terrifying! Compared to Boss Lan¡¯s cold gaze, his elder cousin¡¯s res were really all too harmless. Li Yingjie swallowed the eptance he had been about to utter, hurriedly ducking his head and pretending that he did not know anything. Li Yingjie resolutely chose Boss Lan¡¯s side. Offending his elder cousin would just cause him to be cut by the other¡¯s venomous tongue a few times, or at most resulting in some minor scrapes, but if he made Boss Lan unhappy ... Li Yingjie shuddered internally. He still remembered not too long ago in thebat hall, he had seen Qi Long in a terrible state, crawling and staggering out with thest of his strength from abat room. Qi Long¡¯s opponent that day had been Boss Lan ... Out of curiosity over Qi Long¡¯s sorry state, Li Yingjie had asked Xie Yi, who was on friendly terms with everyone in the regiment, about it. Xie Yi had told him then that Qi Long had identally offended Boss Lan, so Boss Lan had decided to spar with Qi Long for a week 2 ... And sure enough, for that entire week, Qi Long had crawled out so pitifully from thebat room every single day. Li Yingjie absolutely did not want to be the second Qi Long, so he was determined to follow Boss Lan¡¯s lead. Obtaining Li Yingjie¡¯s cooperation, Ling Lan retracted her gaze in satisfacton. She, who had originally had a rtively so-so impression of Li Shiyu, was now looking at Li Shiyu with sparkling eyes, just like a starving fox setting its eyes on a piece of premium-grade marbled meat ... um, no, an extremely good coboration partner. With regards to the three people who had been heavily injured in the arena fights, Ling Lan was extremely distressed by it. This was because she knew very well that missing too many of the physical conditioning sses would affect their final physical conditioning results. If the three of them could not pass the assessment in the end due to their injuries here, even if this allowed the New Cadet Regiment to establish their foothold within the military academy, Ling Lan felt that it was rather not worth it. This was also why she had rushed over here to the treatment centre after epting a simple round of congrattions from the members of the New Cadet Regiment. She wanted to know the conditions of the three and their final recovery prognoses 3 . Along the way, having discovered the treatment estimations, Little Four had told her the time needed for the three boys to recover. Luo Lang would require one month, Li Yingjie two and a half months, while Qi Long would need a whole three months ... undoubtedly, the treatment time for all three of them were extremely long. This would be very disadvantageous to them in the following physical conditioning courses. Although Ling Lan had tried asking Little Four to find a solution, Little Four¡¯s answer was that there was no way. This made Ling Lan extremely unhappy. Therefore, the moment she had entered the treatment centre to find some seniors facing off against Li Yingjie and the others, Ling Lan¡¯s mood had be even worse, causing the cold air around her to be even colder by several degrees ... But her luck was unexpectedly great! Here she was worrying about her three followers¡¯ conditions, when someone had voluntarily walked up to her front door to offer a solution. Even in her overwhelming joy, Ling Lan had begun to work the little abacus inside her mind 4 , calcting how best to use the other to obtain the best benefits for her followers. Ling Lan held this strange stare on Li Shiyu for a few seconds ¡ª under this creepy gaze, the initially calm andposed Li Shiyu actually found cold sweat breaking out along his back, as if he had stepped into some sort of trap ... The corner of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up, and she suddenly opened her mouth to say, "Unfortunately, he already has a n!" Subsequently, Ling Lan, who had initially been five paces away, was suddenly right by Li Shiyu. She pressed down on Li Shiyu¡¯s shoulder with one hand and leaned in close to say softly by his ear, "Regarding the procedures and regtions on transferral of treatment, I know no less than you ..." Li Shiyu¡¯s expression changed, but before he could say anything, Ling Lan was already back in her original position, just as if she had never moved at all. This scene caused everyone in the treatment centre to be stupefied, also causing the eyes of Li Lanfeng, who had been standing next to Li Shiyu, to narrow. "Li Yingjie, are you willing to go with me?" Li Shiyu swiftly regained hisposure, and turned his head to ask Li Yingjie. Now the key was Li Yingjie¡¯s answer. If Li Yingjie agrees, there would be no problem. Li Yingjie had long made up his mind. Hearing Li Shiyu¡¯s question, he responded without even having to think, "I¡¯ll listen to whatever Boss Lan decides." "Have you forgotten that you are a Li family descendant?!" Li Yingjie¡¯s reply made Li Shiyu livid once more. When had this arrogant and annoying brat be so submissive? "No, he is still a descendant of your Li family, but he is also one of my n members," Ling Lan interrupted to say, "You know very well that I have the right to decide everything for him." "You ..." Li Shiyu was instantly left at a loss for words, because Ling Lan was right. Once a student joined a n, that student would no longer be solely representing himself. Instead, he now represented the n as well, which also meant that there were some things that Li Yingjie could no longer decide for himself. Li Lanfeng quickly stepped in to defuse the awkward scene. "Actually, everyone here is just trying to do the best for Young Master Yingjie. Regiment Commander Ling, Young Master Shiyu is the dux of the military medical research specialization. Speaking reasonably, only Young Master Shiyu has the right to use the best medicinal agents to treat Young Master Yingjie. Thus, letting Young Master Shiyu take charge of treatment, Young Master Yingjie has everything to gain and nothing to lose." Li Lanfeng did not wish for the two sides to fall out and be adversaries. If possible, he still wanted to coborate with Ling Lan. Moreover, he too was worried about Li Yingjie¡¯s injuries, and he also really did not want to hurt Li Shiyu¡¯spassionate heart filled with brotherly love ... "I know. However, I still have two n members who are very gravely injured. I wonder if Dux Li would be willing to lend a hand?" Ling Lan did not want to draw things out with the other either, and so directly put forward her request. "You think ultra-effective medical agents are that easy to obtain?" Li Shiyu¡¯s expression was very dark. "If Li Yingjie were not my younger cousin, I would never have offered." "What a good big brother!" Ling Lan lifted an eyebrow and nced at Li Shiyu, a half-smile on her face, as if she had seen through Li Shiyu¡¯s inner thoughts. This made Li Shiyu feel somewhat flustered instantly, somewhat unsure whether he had misconstrued what the other intended ... "What if I want you to treat all three of them no matter what?" "Are you threatening me?" Li Shiyu¡¯s eyes narrowed, a faint air of danger beginning to emanate from his body. The military medical students belonged to the neutral factions within the military academy; no individual or faction dared to offend them. After all, no one could tell whether they would ever be injured and fall into the other¡¯s hands. No one would y a fool with their life. "If you want to think so, you can!" responded Ling Lan evenly, "This would depend on how much you, as a good elder brother, are willing to do for your younger brother." Li Shiyu clenched his teeth so hard he almost shattered them. Who could have known that the boss Li Yingjie had acknowledged would be so shameless, actually using Li Yingjie as a bargaining chip to threaten him? He said resentfully to Li Yingjie, "This is the boss you want to follow? One who, for the sake of others, would be willing to sacrifice you?" Li Yingjie¡¯splexion shifted slightly, but very quickly returned to normal. He said, "They are my brothers too. For brothers, a little sacrifice is worth it. Besides, it¡¯s not like I can¡¯t be healed. It¡¯ll just take a little longer, just as if you had never appeared ..." The connotation of these words was that he would just pretend that Li Shiyu had never showed up, that he was willing to either share the blessing or suffer together with his brothers. These words moved the people of the New Cadet Regiment. Han Jijyun, Lin Zhong-qing, Xie Yi, and the others all began to look at Li Yingjie with new eyes. Frankly, Li Yingjie¡¯s reputation within the New Cadet Regiment had never been very good. After all, his character was already deeply rooted ¡ª his arrogant tone and haughty manner were rather irritating. But now, they were seeing Li Yingjie in a new light. Apparently, that annoying and arrogant punk was not a selfish person ¡ª he was in fact willing to sacrifice himself for his brothers. All this had just been hidden below that pompous appearance, unknown by others. Hearing Li Yingjie¡¯s reply, Li Shiyu was so angry that he almost blurted out 5 : You can bloody go live and die as you like! I don¡¯t want to treat you anymore! Chapter 269: A Twenty-four Filial Exemplars Dad! Chapter 269: A Twenty-four Filial Exemrs Dad! Trantor: ryuxenji, DRZ Editor: mjn0898, H2dH2mr However, his eldest cousin brother Li Mn¡¯s words surfaced within his mind. He had said before that Li Yingjie was not a bad person at heart, only being steered towards the wrong tracks by some people within the Li family. If possible, his eldest cousin brother still hoped that Li Shiyu could help Li Yingjie out, pulling him back onto the right path ... And now, this situation was proving his eldest cousin brother right. Someone who was willing to sacrifice himself for his brothers ¡ª how bad could his heart really be? Perhaps this was an opportunity. If he could improve his rtionship with Li Yingjie through this matter, perhaps he would be able to aplish what his eldest cousin brother had wished for ... Still, just thinking about this forced buy one get two free deal, Li Shiyu felt depressed. Just as he had mentioned previously, those ultra-effective medical agents were not things you could just pick up randomly. Even if he was the dux, requesting special restricted medical agents for three people was still a considerable challenge, requiring him to pull some strings ... honestly speaking, he did not really want to use up those connections at this time, because this was a safety line he had been keeping in reserve for his eldest cousin brother. "Of course, if you can heal thempletely within a short period of time, we, the New Cadet Regiment, including myself, will owe you one. You can call on this favour any time you like." Ling Lan was not purely pushing for Li Shiyu¡¯s help with threats; at the same time, she was also offering the price she was willing to pay. She did not want Li Yingjie to really lose this opportunity for enhanced treatment. "Of course, your request must be something we the New Cadet Regiment is able to fulfil." "New Cadet Regiment?" A thought shed through Li Shiyu¡¯s mind, but he soon sneered and said, "Do you really think you can guarantee the New Cadet Regiment will continue to exist?" Ling Lan replied calmly, "There will be no problems for at least two years¡¯ time. You can choose for us to repay this favour within these two years. Of course, if the New Cadet Regiment no longer exists by the time you submit your request, I, Ling Lan¡¯s promise still stands. You cane find me." For the sake of the future of these followers of hers, Ling Lan felt that paying this price was worth it. Li Shiyu fell silent, contemting whether this deal would be worth it. Right then, Li Lanfeng spoke up, "Young Master Shiyu, I believe Young Master Mn would also agree that you should treat Young Master Yingjie and his friends ..." Li Lanfeng sighed softly, his gaze a little unfocused, and as if speaking to himself, but also as if reminding Li Shiyu, he said, "You should know, this has always been something Young Master Mn admires ..." Li Shiyu¡¯s heart throbbed, and holding back that surge of sour-ache in his heart, he said loudly, "Alright, I agree." That said, he pushed forth two more requests for transferral of treatment on hismunicator. Several secondster, the notifications for approval came through once more. Seeing that her goal had been achieved, the tension in Ling Lan¡¯s heart eased and she breathed a silent sigh of relief. Very quickly, the staff members had used stretchers to send the three patients to the Military Medical Research Centre. Li Shiyu and Yun Xiu bade hurried goodbyes and left as well. After all, the injuries of the three were all rather severe ¡ª they needed to hurry back to the Military Medical Research Centre and carry out their new treatment ns. While the treatment centre was bustling with activity, Ling Lan led her posse to depart, and as she left, she coincidentally passed by Li Lanfeng¡¯s side. Ling Lan swept a disinterested nce at Li Lanfeng, and then they brushed by each other and went their separate ways ... This was Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng¡¯s first meeting. There was no conversation, no interaction between the both of them. Li Lanfeng might perhaps have retained a deep impression of Ling Lan, considering the possibility of a coboration, but Ling Lan only felt that this man was pretty decent, helping her out by speaking in her favour at that critical moment ... that was all! ********* Meanwhile, on the distant Southcrest, where the headquarters of the 23rd Division was stationed, there were currently over a hundred different things still waiting to be done. Lacking high-ranking officers within his division, themander of the 23rd Division, Ling Xiao, not only had to fight and haggle with the other army divisionmanders to appropriate talent from their forces, he also had to work hard to smooth over those messes his own daughter was making ... such as that ship takeover incident! Speaking of that day, Ling Xiao had been in a video conference meeting with severalmanders of the other divisions. The agenda of the meeting was naturally to request support from the brother divisions in the form of high-ranking officers. Of course, these fewmanders were all part of the First Marshal¡¯s faction. Thus, they were willing to help support the establishment of an allied division within the same faction. However, Ling Xiao¡¯s appetite was truly too much ¡ª all the candidates he chose were among the most exceptional officers within their divisions. This made themanders somewhat unhappy, but they could not reject outright, and thus began these wrangling and fruitless negotiations ... In reality, this was just Ling Xiao testing the waters by throwing out an exorbitant price ¡ª he was actually waiting for the other side to bargain with him and provide a more reasonable counter-offer 1 . Only this way would he be able to know what the baselines of the othermanders were. Of course, in order to obtain more talented people, Ling Xiao had already set his mind to grind it out with them. Mind you, to swiftly establish a mature army division,rge numbers of excellent military officers were absolutely indispensable to form the backbone of the division. Once the skeleton structure was built up, filling it up with flesh and blood would be a much easier task. This was just the first step. Ling Xiao had also sent out transfer requests for some of the still surviving members of his original team in the 7th Division. Whether it would seed would still depend on whether the currentmander of the 7th Division was willing to let them go, as well as whether those old subordinates of his would be willing to relocate here to work under him again. However, just as the meeting had been going along swimmingly, a notification had popped up on Ling Xiao¡¯smunicator. After bending his head to nce at it, the initially smiling Ling Xiao had suddenly be serious, and the muscles of his face had even seemed a little stiff, as if he had received some great shock ... Ling Xiao suppressed his emotions, extremely apologetic as he set a new appointment to meet with the variousmanders againter on, and then he hurriedly ended the teleconference. This behaviour of Ling Xiao¡¯s made themanders feel somewhat uneasy, all of them wondering whether Ling Xiao had encountered some difficulty ¡ª had they went overboard in their bargaining, pushing the price down too low, thus making Ling Xiao sad 2 ? After all, Ling Xiao was still a young man who had just turned 40 years old. Ahem ahem,pared to those typicalmanders who were at least 60 to 70 years old, he was indeed rather young ... They reckoned Ling Xiao must be finding it tough ¡ª the 23rd Division sounded great in name, giving the impression that it was a regr army division, fully equipped with the various troops and facilities associated with the running of a proper division, but it was actually just an empty husk right now. The division wascking in both manpower and equipment ¡ª everything depended on Ling Xiao himself to gather resources and seek out good staff. Those of the other military factions were all watching coldly from the side-lines, just waiting for Ling Xiao to fail. If they of the same faction did not help out, who else woulde forward to help Ling Xiao? With that thought, what mental imbnce they originally still had settled down. It was actually just giving up a few more military officers after all ¡ª Ling Xiao¡¯s request was still quite reasonable ¡ª if each division transferred one or two exceptional officers from each troop type over, it actually would not affect the various army divisions much. Even though those officers were indeed quite outstanding, there were still a lot of other outstanding officers within their ranks; they would not miss one or two ... Themanders discussed things over in private, and ultimately decided it was better to give Ling Xiao a little face. If Ling Xiao did well, they would be well off too. Thus, when Ling Xiao reopened negotiations with them once more, themanders had be extremely generous. Basically, whatever Ling Xiao wanted, as long as it was not too unreasonable, they would agree. This made Ling Xiao exceedingly shocked and pleased. After all, every additionalpetent officer was a boon to the division. This meant that he would be able to train up even more excellent troops in-house, so the 23rd Division would be able to be battle-ready as swiftly as possible. However, in reality, thosemanders were all mistaken. Ling Xiao had not encountered any great trouble, nor had he be depressed over their haggling behaviour. The reason Ling Xiao¡¯s face had be so grim was because he had been petrified by the news about his daughter ... The fact that the First Men¡¯s Military Academy had an entrance exam was known to him. After all, he too had lived through it. He had not told Ling Lan about it because he wanted to see how Ling Lan would react ¡ª you could consider this a test a father was setting for his daughter 3 . At most, Ling Xiao had thought that Ling Lan would lead her team to observe the proceedings coldly from the side-lines. That was what he had chosen to do when he had gone through the test in the past. Ling Xiao believed that based on the capabilities of his daughter and thosepanions of hers, obtaining the respect of the examiner-soldiers would be no problem ... but he would never have imagined that his daughter would be so wildly audacious that she would actually band the students on the ship together to assume control of the ship. And even more unexpectedly, she had actually bloody seeded ... Seeing this news, Ling Xiao chose to end his conference as soon as he could, and then ran off tough unreservedly at the heavens! At this moment, he could no longer maintain his trademarkposed smile. He was no longer that always smiling national idol Ling Xiao, the elegant and dashing General Ling Xiao ¡ª he was only a crazed dad taking pride in his daughter ... this was his daughter! Godd*mmit, this was his daughter! Well, alright, that was all Ling Xiao could think about. He was so proud of his baby daughter ¡ª as expected of a child of his, daring to do things even he had not dared to do ... However, after his wild bout ofughter, Ling Xiao began to frown and fret. Thisss was still smart enough to know that some of the things she did had been a little overboard, and could cause the soldiers who were testing them to be punished. Thus, knowing that she had made a mess, his daughter had sent word to her old man to help settle things for her. ording to Ling Lan, having held the empty title of ¡¯father¡¯ for sixteen years, it was about time for him to do something to live up to it ... What an unfilial daughter! Although Ling Xiao was muttering about how unfilial Ling Lan was on the surface, he was actually very pleased in his heart, because this was the first time Ling Lan had personally asked him for help to clean up her mess. Even though her tone was not that wonderful, Ling Xiao knew that this was Ling Lan taking the first step ¡ª she was actively trying to ept him as a father ... Understanding the deeper meaning behind this news from Ling Lan, Ling Xiao was instantly filled with motivation. He immediately passed on the task of recruiting and stealing talent over to his assistant, and then eagerly went off to clean up the mess his daughter had made. He first used his rank as general to brush aside the punishment order for the ship¡¯s captain, and then he requested a transfer order from military headquarters to bring in the spaceship and its entire crew, including the captain, into the 23rd Division. And after that, he immediately contacted the principal of the military academy to seal off all the results of the entrance exams this time, keeping it unannounced ... Ling Xiao knew very well that once it was publicized, Ling Lan¡¯s exceptional performance would draw the attention of military headquarters, including that of the various major army divisions. This was something he absolutely would not allow. Having done all this, Ling Xiao was still somewhat uneasy. After all, far away here at Southcrest 4 , it was very difficult for him to be on top of thetest news from the First Academy 5 . Therefore, he decided to personally go and check up on Ling Lan ¡ª only after he ensured there was no danger to his daughter would he be able to continue working on establishing the 23rd Division without worry. The reason why this sort of idea would ur to Ling Xiao was that not long after this, the 5th year senior cadets would be facing their first round of application assessments for enlistment into the various army divisions, and their 23rd Division would join this assessment system of the military academies for the first time. As one of the army divisions which would be epting cadets, he, as themander, would have to dispatch an assessment team to assess those students who applied for enlistment to the 23rd Division. Thus, Ling Xiao decided that this time, he would lead the team personally, though of course the assessment tasks would be delegated to his subordinate officers. His main mission would be to go check on and care for that peerlessly adorable baby girl of his ... Ling Lan? Adorable? Only a Twenty-four Filial Exemrs dad would consider a daughter with as much cool-ruthless-dominant swag as Ling Lan to be a peerlessly adorable girl ... it can only be said that when it came to Ling Lan, Ling Xiao¡¯s judgement just could not be trusted. Chapter 270: Setting a Trap? Chapter 270: Setting a Trap? Trantor: ryuxenji, DRZ Editor: mjn0898, H2dH2mr Concerning this order by General Ling Xiao, the high-ranking military officers already in ce were extremely puzzled. As themander, the highest ranking leader within the division, personally leading a team to oversee an exceedingly minor assessment was definitely beneath him. Although the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was a ce to revere in the eyes of the students from the other military academies, for the various army divisions, no matter how talented the students of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy were, they still would not draw too much of the divisions¡¯ attention ... the several assessments conducted every year were just a routine job to the divisions, not given any special emphasis ... Of course, if an unmatched prodigy were to appear, the various divisions would most certainly change theirckadaisical attitude, sending out their highly capable men to lead their teams to try and snatch the student from the other divisions. If this had been the case, General Ling Xiao¡¯s decision to personally lead a team would still have some degree of reason to it. But this year, there had been no news of any exceptionally outstanding character within the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. As such, this trip of General Ling Xiao was truly not worth it in the soldiers¡¯ eyes. The general might as well remain in the base camp and continue negotiating with the othermanders for talent ¡ª he would probably gain more for his time that way. However, these men were all people who had been transferred over from various other divisions; they were not close confidants of General Ling Xiao. And so, though they might have objections towards this unexpected decision of General Ling Xiao, not many dared to say anything. And even those who wanted to object found themselves unable to say anything when faced with that warm and kindly smiling face of General Ling Xiao ... cough, cough, cough, saying no to that smiling face really required courage and determination. In the end, there was naturally no one who actually raised any objections; Ling Xiao extremely easily became the leader of the assessment team. This made Ling Xiao rejoice secretly ¡ª it looked like having no close confidants within the division actually had its good points ... Of course, Ling Xiao was still rational. He knew that using hismander¡¯s status to participate in the assessment was extremely inappropriate. Thus, he concealed his name and changed his surname, and rummaged up his past major general uniform for the trip. This made the officers of the 23rd Division let out a great sigh of relief ¡ª although it was still rather ostentatious for a major general to lead an assessment team, at least it was not too illogical. This would not humiliate the 23rd Division too much. When Lan Luofeng found out about Ling Xiao¡¯s decision, she was both happy and sad. Happy that Ling Xiao could go to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy to visit their daughter Ling Lan personally and see how she was doing, but privately sad that her daughter could not regain her true female identity, instead needing to stay at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy and impersonate a man, hanging out with all those men for at least another four years ... Having her emotions stirred up by all this, Ling Xiao was once again struck by tragedy. That night, he was once again chased out of the bedroom, forced to stay in his study for the entire night ... Of course, Ling Xiao put it nicely by iming he had work to do, but everyone here knows exactly what was going on. In the end, when the time came for Ling Xiao to go, Lan Luofeng decisively made Ling Xiao bring along several boxes worth of stuff, instructing Ling Xiao to make sure to hand them over to Ling Lan no matter what. As for how he could do that, that was not a problem Lan Luofeng had to worry about. Ling Xiao was incapable of denying Lan Luofeng¡¯s requests, so amidst bitter chuckles, he brought all of the boxes onto the military ship ... thus, there was now one more thing Ling Xiao had to worry about, and that was how he could deliver so many things to Ling Lan without drawing any attention! Right then, Ling Lan had no clue that her old man was actually abusing his authority to hide his identity ande to the military academy to conduct assessments. At the moment, Ling Lan¡¯s wrath had been incited by a sudden incident ... Due to Li Shiyu¡¯s intervention, Luo Lang, who originally would have needed at least one month to recover, was already spiritedly running about just after ten days. Still, Ling Lan was worried, so she conducted a thorough examination of Luo Lang¡¯s body 1 , and discovered that he was indeed fully recovered without any remnant problems. Even more shocking to Ling Lan was the fact that Luo Lang¡¯s physical constitution was actually much improved from its original baseline. This made Ling Lan curious about Li Shiyu, wondering how he had managed to repair Luo Lang¡¯s body so well ... Perhaps, Li Shiyu was someone she could coborate with! Ling Lan was extremely pleased with Li Shiyu¡¯s treatment methods. In order to ensure the lives and safety of her team, tying down a skilful military doctor was necessary 2 . Ling Lan decisively stretched her greedy hands out towards Li Shiyu ... At this moment, Li Shiyu, who was at the treatment centre researching Li Yingjie¡¯s and Qi Long¡¯s physical data, suddenly sneezed violently. This made the instructor beside him very worried ¡ª was his beloved disciple being tired out too muchtely, causing his immune system to be weakened? His instructor¡¯s concern made Li Shiyu somewhat uncertain himself, so he quickly ran a full-body exam on himself. The results showed that all his body levels were above average standards, indicating that he was very healthy. This made Li Shiyu extremely puzzled ¡ª why had he sneezed all of a sudden? As the dux of the military medical research specialization, he took every signal from his body very seriously ... However, since the exam said he was fine, being extremely busy, he very quickly cast this strange sneeze to back of his mind, once again immersing himself into the new treatment ns he had developed. He looked towards the two within the healing pods, mentally cackling in his heart. He would definitely let these two fellows have a good taste of the power of the gene agent S-modification! At this time, he could not help but regret that Luo Lang had recovered too quickly. He had not expected Luo Lang to react differently to the gene agent S-modification. This surprised him immensely ¡ª it was unfortunate that Luo Lang¡¯s wounds were not that serious, so one tube of the gene agent S-modification had healed him for the most part, giving Li Shiyu no chance to use a second tube on him, thus causing him to lose one experimental subject. Li Shiyu was on one side feeling sorry, while Luo Lang, on the other, was seeing the great benefits of that one tube of gene agent S-modification. Those training tasks which Luo Lang had been barely enduring before could actually now bepleted without him breaking a sweat. This let the various instructors in charge of physical conditioning set aside their worries. They had been afraid that Luo Lang would not be able to keep up after missing ten days of sses, affecting his final results in the end. Unexpectedly, after going through the arena fight, not only had Luo Lang¡¯s physical skills realm stabilised, his body constitution seemed to be much better than before. The instructors were thrilled by this ... Qi Long still had not recovered enough to return, Han Jijyun and Lin Zhong-qing were in different specializations, while Boss Ling Lan had already received an exemption for the physical condition assessments and so did not attend physical training courses. Thus, over these past few days, Luo Lang was basically going to ss and leaving ss with Xie Yi. On this day, Xie Yi and Luo Lang were just about to return together to the dormitories when Luo Lang was abruptly called out by a student on some matter. Initially, Luo Lang had wanted to ask Xie Yi to wait, but then, he suddenly received a notification from the treatment centre, telling him to hurry to the Military Medical Research Centre for a follow-up examination. Luo Lang found it a little strange ¡ª back when he had recovered, Li Shiyu had said with a constipated expression that ¡¯you can leave now, don¡¯te here anymore!¡¯. Why then would Li Shiyu call him back now for a follow-up? Luo Lang wondered about this for a moment, but still decided to go once. Regardless of whether there was a follow-up, he would be able to find out what was going on by going there. Thus, he said goodbye to Xie Yi and left on his own. Luo Lang came to the closest hover car stop near him and boarded a car. The military academy was just like a city of its own ¡ª relying on one¡¯s two legs to get to the centre would take one to two hours, so Luo Lang naturally chose the convenience of public transportation. The hover car brought him all the way to the gates of the Military Medical Research Centre. He had just disembarked when a blue-uniformed senior rushed forward to greet him, asking, "Luo Lang, right?" Luo Lang nodded and said, "Yes, that¡¯s me!" "Dux Li asked me to take you straight to the examination centre. Pleasee with me." The senior indicated for Luo Lang to follow him. Luo Lang did not think much of it, following the blue-uniformed senior for a distance, where they then saw a hover car parked not too far from them. The senior exined, "The examination centre is rather far. To save time, we¡¯ll take a hover car there." During the final stages of his treatment, Luo Lang had also been to the examination centre before. Thus, he knew that it was indeed quite a distance away, and so got into the car without any objection. The two of them split up to sit in the front and back row, with the senior seated in front. After the senior keyed in their destination into the hover car¡¯s A.I., the hover car swiftly raced off. However, very soon, Luo Lang noticed something strange. The scenery passing outside the window was extremely unfamiliar, not at all like the route he had taken to the examination centre previously. Luo Lang¡¯s heart clenched and he asked, "This road doesn¡¯t seem to be going to the examination centre." "Before going to the examination centre, I need to go to the dormitories first to collect an examination study report," said the blue-uniformed senior, turning his head back to smile apologetically, "This report has to be submitted to the examination centre today. I had originally nned to send it along with you, but I unexpectedly forgot to bring it with me when I left earlier. I¡¯m sorry for making you apany me for this extra trip, but don¡¯t worry, your scheduled examination time is half an hourter. My living quarters isn¡¯t far. We¡¯ll be able to rush back in time." Hearing this, Luo Lang replied, "So that¡¯s how it is. I understand." Though he said that, Luo Lang had already sensed something fishy about the situation. He began thinking back on the notification he had received earlier and this person who hade out to greet him. It was all actually quite puzzling ¡ª if he truly needed to have a follow-up examination, why would it be a staff member from the treatment centre who contacted him? Mind you, in order to track their recovery, Li Shiyu had taken down the contact numbers of all three of them, so Li Shiyu could have just sent the message to him personally ... Moreover, if he was supposed to go to the examination centre from the start, why didn¡¯t they ask him to go there directly? Why had they asked him toe to the Military Medical Research Centre first? The more Luo Lang thought about it, the more suspicious things seemed, so he said, "Why don¡¯t we do this, Senior? You go to your dorm to retrieve your report, while I¡¯ll head to the examination centre first. Maybe Dux Li has some instructions, so it would be better for me to get there earlier. There should be another hover car stop in front. You can just let me down there." The senior turned his head and said with a smile, "It¡¯s fine. Dux Li is not at the examination centre. This is just a routine examination. Once the report is out, it just needs to be sent to him." With that, Luo Lang could already confirm that the other was definitely not sent by Li Shiyu. This was likely a ploy by some person or faction against him. He sifted carefully through his memories of this period of time since entering the academy ¡ª he had always trailed Qi Long, desperately working towardspleting his physical training. He had no memory of offending anyone, so this scheme should not be directed at him personally ... could it be that there was some other faction who wanted to target their New Cadet Regiment, thus wanting to take him as a hostage to threaten Boss Lan? How could Luo Lang allow himself to be taken just like this? With that thought, he suddenly pointed towards the front, hisplexion paling dramatically as he shouted, "Senior, what¡¯s that?" The blue-uniformed senior quickly turned his head around to look, but saw nothing there. In his bewilderment, he suddenly felt a pain at the back of his head, his sight grew dark, and he fell over unconscious ... Chapter 271: Become Friends? Chapter 271: Be Friends? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: mjn0898, H2dH2mr With a flip of his body, Luo Lang was at the front seat. He pulled out the information the other had keyed in earlier, trying to change their destination, but found that it had already been locked in by the other, with no way of changing it. Of course, this was just a measure which would work against regr cadets like Luo Lang who were not in the hacker specialization. Apetent hacker would still be able to crack this rtively basic lock, but unfortunately, Luo Lang did not have the skills on this front. He could only watch helplessly as the hover car flew towards the destination the other had set, unbelievably frustrated. Luo Lang understood that to stop the travel route was impossible, unless he used violent means to destroy the hover car ... but, extremely rationally, he rejected this idea, because the hover car was flying rapidly at an altitude of over 100 metres. The moment it was broken, he would plummet along with the car. At this height, no matter how confident Luo Lang was, he could not guarantee he would be able tond safely. If things did not work out, he might once again be gravely injured. Luo Lang really did not want to end up in Li Shiyu¡¯s hands again. Although the other truly had superior skills in treatment, his methods of tormenting others were also extremely masterful. Most importantly, ¡¯for your own good¡¯ was putting it nicely ¡ª you really had no way of resisting, and would even have to grudgingly thank him for the torment after the fact ... Besides that, Luo Lang also really wanted to know who the opponent was. An unknown enemy was most often the most fearsome and troublesome type. If he could find out some information on the opponent, it would undoubtedly be a great help to the New Cadet Regiment. More importantly, Luo Lang was also afraid that if he escaped this time, the opponent might turn their sights on the other members of the New Cadet Regiment. Other than Ling Lan, Qi Long, and Wu Jiong, Luo Lang¡¯s strength was obviously a bracket higherpared to the other members, and so his chances of escaping were also much better than any other member. For these reasons, Luo Lang decided to brave the tiger¡¯s den to probe the opponent¡¯s identity. Having made his decision, Luo Lang no longer concerned himself with the hover car. He tied up the unconscious blue-uniformed senior by his side using the other¡¯s belt ¡ª the binding method naturally being the one Ling Lan had taught them ¡ª and then dumped the other in the backseat. Then, he stared straight ahead with a grim expression, silently trying to memorize the path of the hover car. The hover car moved very swiftly. In less than 20 minutes, the hover car began to slow down from its initial rapid speed. Luo Lang readied his guard, because he knew he was about to arrive at the destination the opponent had set ¡ª the enemy was upon him. Although the journey had taken less than 20 minutes, with the hover car¡¯s speed, they were likely to have already travelled over several hundred kilometres, already very far away from the Military Medical Research Centre. The surroundings were extremely unfamiliar to Luo Lang ¡ª towering mountains and dense forest were all around them. Besides the wailing cry of some unknown beast, the surroundings were so silent that it was rather unnerving. Luo Lang used the optical supeputer of the hover car to zoom in on the environment, and found that other than mountains and trees, there was only more mountains and trees, no sign of human presence whatsoever. Luo Lang¡¯s brow began to furrow tightly ¡ª he had originally thought that the hover car would bring them directly to the opponent¡¯s main camp, or perhaps a temporary outpost. Unexpectedly, he had been brought to such a bleak and remote area; this left Luo Lang at somewhat of a loss. The hover car was slowing down more and more, even as its height was slowly descending. In the end, the hover car manoeuvred into a narrow gorge, and after passing through it, Luo Lang was greeted by the sight of an average-sized patch of grass. It was lush and verdant, with countless small blooms of myriad colours dotting this sheet of green, giving observers a sense of extraordinary beauty. At the edge of the grassy patch was a sea of trees. Luo Lang could hear the sound of a babbling brooking out from the trees, causing everything to seem that much more beautiful and harmonious. This made Luo Lang¡¯s initially high-strung vignce ease a little, but only for a split second ¡ª Luo Lang very quickly had his guard up high once more, no longer lingering in his appreciation for that patch of lovely grass. Instead, he paid close attention to the movements of the hover car beneath him. The hover car slowly moved onto the grass-patch and began to descend until it hadnded fully. After that, the hover car emitted a mechanical voice, "You have reached your destination. Please disembark." Following this announcement, the car doors swung open. Luo Lang did not choose to get off, instead turning on the A.I. again, trying to see if he could enter a new address. In this extremely foreign ce, Luo Lang¡¯s first move was to try to implement a n B ¡ª he wanted to set it so the hover car would automatically return from this ce back to the dormitories after waiting for 10 minutes. But very quickly, Luo Lang found that he had failed. The other had already thought of this possibility, and had programmed the A.I. to shut off on its own the moment the hover car arrived at its destination, switching into parked mode. It would not ept any new instructions from Luo Lang, so Luo Lang really had no choice but to remain. Seeing this, Luo Lang could not help but be chilled by the opponent¡¯s attention to detail. It should be known that the hover cars of the military academy would never turn off their engines. They were powered by photonic energy ¡ª whether it was sunlight or starlight, all of it would give the hover cars power. Therefore, the hover cars could theoretically continue driving on forever, unless some other mechanical issue urred or their A.I. programming malfunctioned. Luo Lang knew that this situation now meant that the opponent must have a high-level hacker on their side, one capable of modifying the operating system of the hover car¡¯s A.I., thus forcing the car to power down automatically when it arrived at its destination. This arrangement of the enemy forced Luo Lang to stay, because there was nothing at all around here 1 ¡ª no vige-houses, no stores, no hover car stops ... in other words, once someone came here, other than taking the hover car which had originally brought them here back, they would not be able to summon a new hover car over to pick them up, unless they used theirmunicators to request assistance from the academy mainframe ... Luo Lang was almost certain that hismunicator would be unable to contact the outside world by now. The opponent had nned things so thoroughly, so it was unlikely they would have missed such arge hole in their n. Sure enough, when he peeked down at hismunicator, hismunicator was disying an alert saying ¡¯signal disrupted, device out of contact¡¯. Who knew how long his device had been shing that alert ¡ª Luo Lang¡¯s attention had just been elsewhere, which was why he had not noticed till now. Luo Lang knew that a tough fight was sure to follow. The opponent had set such an borate trap to draw him here, they would not just want to meet him for a chat. He sighed silently, getting off the hover car with his sense on high alert, stepping foot on this lovely patch of grass. With his back to the hover car, he swept his gaze over the perimeter on all three sides before him. Seeing no one, he was frowning in puzzlement when he suddenly heard the sound of a hover caring from behind him. Luo Lang snapped his head around and saw three hover cars flying swiftly towards him. In the end, the three cars circled around to surround him before they slowly descended tond. Soon, 7 or 8 people had disembarked from the three hover cars. The person in the lead was dressed in a pressed white uniform, and he was smiling as he looked at Luo Lang. His figure was tall and stately, his face extraordinarily handsome ¡ª he definitely possessed the figure and appearance that Luo Lang dreamed of having ¡ª but his sparkling, flirty eyes disturbed Luo Lang. Those eyes just did not seem to fit the other¡¯s overall appearance somehow, resulting in a huge deduction in the overall sense of perfection. The other youths were all dressed in blue uniforms. They looked to be about twenty years old, definitely senior cadets of the military academy; it was just hard to tell which year exactly they were from. They stood around almost randomly, but still keeping Luo Langpletely within their circle. Luo Lang stared warily at the group. This behaviour of the other side let him know that these people were most definitely the ones who had tricked him here. The two sides stared at each other silently for 2 to 3 minutes, neither side saying a word. Luo Lang clenched his teeth. From the looks of it, the opponent was not nning to speak up first. Thus, he decided to take the initiative. Looking towards the obvious leader of this group, the white-uniformed youth, who must be a dux of who knows what specialization, he asked coldly, "Was it you who set up this trap to bring me here?" The white-clothed youthughed and pped his hands, "Bingo! How clever!" "Bringing me here, what business do you have with me? I think, I have never seen you before, so I should not have offended you somehow," Luo Lang said. The white-clothed youthughed again and said, "Haha, of course not! Actually, I just wanted to be friends with you." Luo Lang scoffed at these words, "Be friends? Using this kind of despicable method?" The white-clothed youth frowned, and said sullenly, "Could it be that Yong-guang 2 didn¡¯t tell you that I wanted to discuss something with you?" "Using a text message to trick me into going to the Military Medical Research Centre, then using the excuse of an examination at the examination centre to trick me onto a hover car and bringing me here by force. What do you think?" Hearing all this, the white-clothed youth said exasperatedly, "Yong-guang misunderstood my intentions! I just said that I especially admired your performance during the arena fight, actually being able to achieve an upset, defeating a stronger opponent. This deserves my respect. I most admire your type of resilient and tenacious spirit. So, I told him that if I had a chance, I¡¯d like to get to know you, maybe be friends or something ..." At this point, the white-clothed youth began muttering to himself, "Yong-guang clearly said that he could help me do that ... how did things turn out this way?" So saying, he abruptly raised his head and asked Luo Lang, "Where¡¯s Yong-guang? Let me ask him what exactly is going on? I had clearly asked him to invite you here. This ce is my favourite spot. I thought you might like it too, which is why I arranged to meet you here." The white-clothed youth¡¯s expression was earnest, as if the truth was just as he said. With that exnation, Luo Lang began to doubt whether things were really like that ¡ª was it this Yong-guang who had made a mistake? However, Boss Lan¡¯s cautionary words very quickly rang out in his mind. ¡¯When you are still uncertain whether an other is a friend or foe, you need to guard against the other as if they were an enemy ...¡¯ Luo Lang¡¯s heart clenched, cold sweat breaking out along his back. Without knowing it, he had slowly been letting down his guard. He abruptly stared pratingly at the seemingly earnest face of that white-clothed youth, and said coldly, "No need. He is my hostage now. Why don¡¯t you tell me what you intend?" Luo Lang¡¯s wary gaze made the lips of the white-clothed youth twitch, his gaze quickly bing bleak as he said, "I really had no bad intentions." That said, he bowed his head somewhat mournfully. "If you have no bad intentions, then help me unlock the settings of the hover car. It¡¯s gettingte, I should go back now," responded Luo Lang coldly. No matter what the other said, he was determined not to believe it. Who would do such a bizarre thing as this just to make friends? It was suspicious however he looked at it. Resigned, the white-clothed youth said, "Okay. I really don¡¯t know how things turned out this way. All of this was done by Yong-guang. You need to wake Yong-guang up, he should be able to resolve this." Luo Lang peered intently at the white-clothed youth for a long moment. Then, without shifting his line of sight, his hand reached into the backseat of the hover car behind him, and smacked that person called Yong-guang awake. Chapter 272: The Mission of the New Cadet Regiment! Chapter 272: The Mission of the New Cadet Regiment! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Yong-guang moaned and opened his eyes. Waking to find himself all tied up, his face paled, but just as he was about to shout, he noticed hispanions standing right outside the car. Joy bloomed on his face as he cried out, "Elder Brother Xi, save me!" The white-clothed youth saw this and his face turned stony as he barked, "Yong-guang, I ask you. Didn¡¯t I say I wanted to be friends with Luo Lang? Asking you to help me invite him out for a meeting, why did you make such a mess of it?" Yong-guang¡¯s gaze flickered. He looked towards Luo Lang, then looked back at the white-clothed youth, and after some thought, he said, "Honestly, I had wanted to invite Luo Lang out properly, but thepanion by his side was very wary and cautious. Every time I tried to approach, that person would stop me. Even though I said I had no bad intentions, only wanting to get to know him, the other just would not believe me. In the end, I had no choice but to do things this way. I was originally thinking to exin the situation after we arrived at the destination, but I unexpectedly angered Luo Lang, who knocked me unconscious along the way." At this point, Yong-guang bowed his head dejectedly and apologised, saying, "I¡¯m sorry, Luo Lang, for misleading you." "All of this was really just your idea?" Despite the other¡¯s exnation, he did not manage to make Luo Lang rx his guard. Luo Lang¡¯s right hand was still gripping the other¡¯s neck securely ¡ª at any strange movement, he would be able to finish off the other instantly. This action of his was also a silent warning to the other people there to not move recklessly, for he had a hostage in hand. In response to Luo Lang¡¯s question, Yong-guang said, "Yes, I¡¯m from the hacker specialization, so I could only use a hacker¡¯s method to invite you out." Yong-guang was rather proud of his own methods, but very quickly deted again, "I was originally just thinking of using the Military Medical Research Centre¡¯s system to send you a message, but that system is just too hard to crack. In the end, I could only use the treatment centre¡¯s system. Luckily you did not suspect anything." Yong-guang¡¯s words exined why he had received the message from the treatment centre; this rather convinced Luo Lang of the veracity of his words. However, he also began chiding himself internally ¡ª it was just as Boss Lan had said ¡ª he was all a fighter¡¯s brawn and courage, without a strategist¡¯s mind 1 . He had not noticed such a simple and obvious w ... if not for the fact that the subsequent events had been too out of the ordinary, he might not have noticed right up till the very end. Luo Lang made a decision then and there that he would definitely go find Han Jijyun when he had a chance for some remedial lessons. Even if he could not be someone as astute as Han Jijyun, he just could not let an opponent use such a simple scheme to lure him out. This was too disgraceful! He could already foresee the teasing he would receive from hispanions when he returned. "That hover car is also your doing?" Luo Lang continued to ask. Yong-guang¡¯s downtrodden demeanour was swept away in an instant. Beaming with pride, he said, "Of course! All this is just a piece of cake 2 !" With regards to his own specialization, he was still very confident in his abilities. The other¡¯s reactions chipped away a little more of Luo Lang¡¯s scepticism. As if aware that the ice on Luo Lang¡¯s face was thawing, the white-clothed youth immediately spoke up to say, "You see, Luo Lang, I really had no bad intentions. I just felt that we would click, so I wanted to get to know you." Saying this, there was actually a trace of hurt on the youth¡¯s face. Seeing this, Luo Lang¡¯s heart could not help but soften, but Ling Lan¡¯s stern expression once more floated to the surface of his mind. That cold gaze of his pierced Luo Lang¡¯s inner heart, causing his heart to clench once more, causing him to once again harden his somewhat softening heart. When the white-uniformed youth saw mental rity reassert itself in Luo Lang¡¯s eyes once more, he could not help but jerk back, his initially wounded expression stiffening for just a moment ... Ling Lan, who was currently in the mecha world performing a mission, suddenly stopped moving, causing Little Four to ask in confusion, "Boss, what¡¯s wrong?" "My spiritual power has been stirred!" Ling Lan answered with a frown. "What happened?" Little Four was very shocked. He had not sensed any people with spectre abilities near them in the virtual world; it was impossible for anyone to have attacked Boss. "Could it be something from the virtual world?" Ling Lan asked Little Four. When it came to the virtual world, Little Four knew better than she did. "No, there are no spectres within a hundred square li of us. Unless this world has another entity like me around, but even so, it should not be able to escape my sensors," replied Little Four with confidence. Ling Lan¡¯s brow scrunched up even tighter. If it did note from the virtual world, then where had this attacke from? Right then, Ling Lan had already forgotten that, back during the grand armed melee, in order to protect Qi Long and the others, she had unleashed several strands of her spiritual power, lodging them within the minds of her team members. Back then, Ling Lan had been afraid they would get too caught up in fighting that they might make a wrong decision during a critical moment. Thus, she had left these spiritual power strands in their minds to jolt them into awareness again at those critical moments ... Originally, she was supposed to take those strands back once the grand armed melee ended. However, by virtue of the chain of events that had followed ¡ª her being targeted for an assassination, being seriously injured and unconscious and leaving for home, and then when she woke up, she was immediately taken in by Mu Shui-qing as a disciple to train in Divine Command ¡ª she had forgotten to seek out herpanions to reim those spiritual power reserves of hers. With the passage of time, these spiritual power strands had been absorbed by herpanions¡¯ spiritual power, bing part of them. However, there was an unintended benefit ¡ª whenever herpanions were attacked by a spiritual power user, Ling Lan would sense it. At present though, Ling Lan did not know about this, which was why she was extremely puzzled over the source of this attack. "I need to log off. Something just doesn¡¯t feel right." Ling Lan decided to listen to her gut, immediately logging off from the virtual world. ******** Inside the vi of Ling Lan¡¯s team, one room on the third floor was specially used for the login pods to the virtual world. The moment Xie Yi returned to the team home, he immediately ran to the third floor. As long as it was not during meal time, Boss Lan, Luo Lang, and the others would be in the virtual world, and Xie Yi needed to find Boss Lan before Luo Lang heard of this matter to discuss how they could advise Luo Lang to ept the mission set by the military academy this time. It turned out that ten dayster would be the first assessment for the 5th year seniors who applied to the various army divisions for enlistment. It could be said that this would certainly affect the futures of those students, as well as affect the reputation of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. This was because those students who passed this first assessment would obtain the best resources the divisions had to offer and gain the best cultivation, and be deployed to the best troop for their development. Inparison, the assessments after that would not provide such great treatment anymore. This was why all the military academies would put their all into doing their best for this first assessment. The assessment teams sent by the various army divisions would not onlye to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, but would also set up station at several other military academies. Those locations would gather all the enlistment hopefuls from the other military academies for assessment ¡ª thepetition could be said to be extremely fierce. Thus, every year, the military academies ced the greatest importance on this very first assessment. It should be known that, in the past, the students of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy would dominate half the passing group. This was why the First Men¡¯s Military Academy had always reigned supreme over the other military academies. The First Men¡¯s Military Academy naturally hoped to continue extending their reign of good repute, hence cing a high standard on all aspects of the assessment teams¡¯ visit. The school hoped to have everything as perfect as possible, so it could leave a good impression on all the assessment officers of the various army divisions, in hopes that the officers would be merciful during the assessment of their students. Meanwhile, the most essential piece was the weing reception ... As the First Men¡¯s Military Academy consisted entirely of manly men, the school could not do as other co-ed military academies did, sending out beautifuldies to receive the officers. This time, they received news that their sworn rivals, the Federal Co-ed Military Academy had sent out the so-called loveliest female squad to wee the officers. This made the top ranks of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy extremely agitated. If they still sent out some rough and hairy boys to wee the officers this time, with this stark contrast, would the examiners be irritated? Thinking that this could affect their cadets¡¯ results, their hearts were burning with desperation, as they racked their brains to think of a countern 3 . Heaven knows who suggested it, but someone mentioned that there were some among the boys who were graceful and beautiful too, such as the 1st year Luo Lang. (Due to his participation in the wagered fight, quite a few people knew of Luo Lang now. Even the top ranks of the school administration had caught wind of him.) The administratorstched onto this suggestion like their lives depended on it, swiftly settling on seeking out some of the more refined and gentle-looking youths to handle this matter. In the end, after some study, everyone decided that the 1st year freshmen were still the most suited for this job. The freshmen were innocent, not as slick as the older cadets ¡ª so if they really ended up making any faux pas, on ount of their young ages, those officers would likely be able to overlook it. Finally, this matter was handed over to the New Cadet Regiment to execute. Who asked Luo Lang to be a member of the New Cadet Regiment? Moreover, the New Cadet Regiment was the only organisation the freshmen of this year would acknowledge ¡ª who else would the administrators seek out if not them? Xie Yi had been called out by a student for precisely this reason. Their first year homeroom teacher had asked that student to pass on the word, calling Xie Yi to the homeroom teacher¡¯s office. (Ever since Qi Long and Li Yingjie had been injured, Xie Yi had temporarily taken their ce to be Wu Jiong¡¯s assistant, helping Wu Jiong to handle the matters of the New Cadet Regiment, which was why the teacher would seek out Xie Yi.) The moment Xie Yi arrived at the homeroom teacher¡¯s office, he saw Wu Jiong there as well, giving him a hint that this was likely regarding the New Cadet Regiment. Reality proved that Xie Yi was right. The homeroom teacher inly told them the intentions of the top ranks of the military academy, tasking the New Cadet Regiment with the job of receiving the examiners. Additionally, he kept subtly and pointedly bringing up how excellent Luo Lang was, strongly suggesting that it would be most appropriate for him to lead the weingmittee. Wu Jiong and Xie Yi could only smile wryly ¡ª the homeroom teacher¡¯s words had let them understand clearly what the top file of the military academy was after. They had set their hopes on the lovely androgynous face of Luo Lang ... However, Luo Lang had always hated others judging him by that feminine face of his. The two of them really had no idea what Luo Lang would do when he found out about the administrators¡¯ n. Would he go berserk and flip the principal¡¯s desk in anger? After that meeting, the two of them discussed things over, and felt that Boss Lan was likely the only person who could handle Luo Lang for this. Thus, Xie Yi had rushed back to the vi and straight up to the third floor to find Ling Lan. Xie Yi had just stepped into the login pod room when he saw Boss Lan¡¯s exclusive login pod swing open. Ling Lan sat up primly, prepared to climb out of the login pod. Seeing this, Xie Yi said happily, "Boss Lan, I was just looking for you to discuss something." That said, Xie Yi shuffled over to lift up Ling Lan¡¯s towel from the counter and passed it to Ling Lan. "What¡¯s up?" Ling Lan smoothly epted Xie Yi¡¯s offering of her towel, and began walking as she asked. She was moving towards the restroom to one side, prepared to wash up. Chapter 273: Where Is Luo Lang? Chapter 273: Where Is Luo Lang? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Xie Yi quickly hurried over and said, "It¡¯s like this ..." He exined the task the military academy had set for the New Cadet Regiment to Ling Lan, "The top rank of the academy has set their sights on Luo Lang, wanting Luo Lang to be in charge of the reception team. The intention being that those going to wee the examiners should be those who are more on the graceful and slender side." The hand Ling Lan was using to wipe her face with her towel paused for a beat, then swiped roughly once more as she said with a cold chuckle, "That bunch of top ranks must have something wrong with their brains. The assessment officers of the divisions are here to see brave and skilful warriors, not this superficial nonsense." Xie Yi nodded emphatically, "Right? Wu Jiong and I felt right then that something was off, but before we could refuse, the instructor had implied that this was a mission the New Cadet Regiment must carry out." "Unable to refuse?" asked Ling Lan, her eyebrows locking up. She really disliked this mission ¡ª Luo Lang would likely be extremely resistant to this mission as well. "If we could refuse, we would have pushed it off a long time ago. The instructor said that, as long as weplete this mission, the school will guarantee that within one year, no other faction will bother us." Xie Yi shared the benefit the school was promising as well, though this was of course still a type of threat. "Hmph, faking generosity by piggybacking others. They know very well that Leiting will help us settle everything in these two years. Actually just promising this, what great nning,"mented Ling Lan with a cold huff. She threw her towel into the washbasin and strode out of the washroom. Xie Yi hurriedly rushed forward to clean the towel in the washbasin a little, wringing it dry and hanging it back in its ce, as he replied, "Right? But with the school¡¯s promise, some factions might make less underhanded moves behind the scenes." Leiting would only help them resolve the conflicts on the surface, so the New Cadet Regiment would still have to handle any manoeuvres behind the scenes themselves. In this half a month after the wagered fight, there had indeed been no disturbances on the surface, but behind the scenes, the regiment members had still received taunting and bullying to a certain extent. It was just that the perpetrators seemed to have no clear connection to any of the factions, seeming to be acting purely on personal grudges. But Wu Jiong and Xie Yi knew very well that things were not that simple. Simply staying on top of all these misceneous trivial matters had given them a lot of stress. Thus, this vow of the military academy was still rather attractive for the New Cadet Regiment. "If our New Cadet Regiment is given a stable year¡¯s time, allowing the regiment members to sessfullyplete their final exams, in the second year, we will no longer have to be afraid," added Wu Jiong. This kind of backstage harassment might not bother the top ranks of the New Cadet Regiment much, but they were still extremely detrimental to the lower ranking members. Mind you, the first year was the most critical physical conditioning phase, which was of the utmost importance to every freshman. If they did not have a secure environment toplete these physical training courses, it might affect their final assessment results. This was why Wu Jiong and Xie Yi had agreed to the mission in the end ¡ª for the sakes of their regiment members, it was necessary for them to suffer some things. Ling Lan walked over to sit on a sofa at one side. As she listened to Xie Yi, she could not help but knock on the arms of the sofa, thinking for a long while before saying, "Looks like, Luo Lang will have to take one for the team." This statement sealed Luo Lang¡¯s tragic fate for the near future. At these words, Xie Yi¡¯s expression eased. He took a seat on the sofa beside Ling Lan¡¯s and sighed, "He¡¯ll just have to. For the sake of our New Cadet Regiment¡¯s future!" That said, he added obsequiously, "Of course, this matter still requires you, Boss Lan, to act. Luo Lang listens to you best." Ling Lan threw a cold nce at him in response, frightening Xie Yi so much that he quickly ducked his head, afraid to make eye contact. Frankly, they had only called on Boss Lan to act because they had no other choice. That punk Luo Lang may look as soft and gentle as water, but he was actually a firecracker, liable to explode with a tiny spark. If they tried passing on the news themselves, they might only manage to touch on the subject ¡ª before they managed to borate and rify the whole mission, Luo Lang might already have flipped the table in anger. However, Boss Lan was different. Luo Lang adored Boss Lan, and listened well to Boss Lan¡¯s words. If it came from Boss Lan, regardless of how unhappy Luo Lang was with the news, he would still obey docilely andplete the mission perfectly. This was why Wu Jiong and Xie Yi would seek out Ling Lan for help. At the heart of it, whether it was those of Ling Lan¡¯s team or those of the New Cadet Regiment, they all had a kind of unquestionable trust in Ling Lan. In their minds, as long as a task was taken on by Boss Lan, any challenge would no longer be challenging ... what blind confidence they had in Ling Lan! Seeing Xie Yi¡¯s cowed expression, Ling Lan turned her gaze aside and said dispassionately, "Only this once." Ling Lan did not wish for them to develop the habit of relying on her. There woulde a day when they would go their separate ways and fight on their own. At these words, Xie Yi finally smiled. With Boss Lan¡¯s promise, this matter was sure to go off without a hitch. He decided that he would inform Wu Jiong right after this, and ask him to select some of the more genteel looking freshmen with refined manners, to cooperate with Luo Lang inpleting this mission. At this moment, Ling Lan was also mentally considering what to do. She did not want to be a tyrant boss, assigning missions to her followers by force without caring what they thought. She wanted to ask Luo Lang¡¯s opinion ¡ª if Luo Lang was at all reluctant, she decided that she would go forth together with Luo Lang toplete this weing mission. Ling Lan knew very well that if she too was in the weingmittee, Luo Lang would definitely have no more mental resistance to the mission, and would instead follow her enthusiastically. Besides, as a girl, Ling Lan did not feel there was anything disgraceful about epting this mission 1 . Ling Lan would make this decision because she felt that she herself matched the conditions the top ranks of the academy had set for the weingmittee. With the union of her parents¡¯ strengths, when she looked into a mirror, even she could not help but be enchanted by her own lovely face ... Indeed, Ling Lan was pretty good-looking, and her slender frame had none of the bulky muscrity of the typical male. By all ounts, she indeed fit the criteria very well, but she had forgotten her own millennium-long unmelting ice block of a face, as well as her piercing gaze which chilled others to the bone. Just standing there, she exuded a boundless air of domination ... how then could she possess the gentle and amodating air the upper ranks of the military academy requested? It had to be said that Ling Lan was actually quite tragic ¡ª having such a lovely face, but no one dared to even look straight at her ... The domineering airing from her bodypletely overshadowed her unbelievably beautiful face. At first nce, all everyone could think was that this person was really cool, really strong, really dominant! Forever unrted to the phrases beautiful, pretty, or adorable ... After thinking about it, Ling Lan decided to first discuss things over with Luo Lang to see what the other thought. So, she asked Xie Yi, "Where¡¯s Luo Lang? Why didn¡¯t hee back together with you?" Xie Yi was taken aback. "Luo Lang told me he would leave first. Did he note back here?" He quickly stood up and ran to Luo Lang¡¯s login pod to take a look. There really was no one inside. Xie Yi instantly frowned and said, "This fellow, where has he gone?" Ling Lan also frowned. Luo Lang typically would not run around needlessly ¡ª could it be that something had popped up? Ling Lan rapped on the arm of the sofa once more and said, "Tell me the situation when youst saw Luo Lang." Xie Yi carefully recalled the scene for a moment, then replied, "I had originally asked Luo Lang to wait for me, because the homeroom teacher passed a message for me to meet him at his office. Luo Lang had said yes at first, but then, soon after, he said he had something to do and asked to leave first. Since I did not know what the homeroom teacher wanted, or how long it would take, I agreed. After saying goodbye to him, I went to the homeroom teacher, while Luo Lang left the training field." "Initially agreeing to wait for you, but then saying that he had something to do and leaving ... this means that within that brief window of time, there was a change in Luo Lang¡¯s state of mind," Ling Lan analysed. "Yes, I wonder if Luo Lang suddenly recalled something, or did something happen within that period of time to change his mind?" Xie Yi mused. Suddenly thinking of something, his face paled and he said, "Could he have been tricked away by that person?" Ling Lan¡¯s face darkened. "What¡¯s this?" Xie Yi quickly told Ling Lan all about the senior who had been constantly trying to find a way to approach Luo Lang over the past few days. Back then, he had already found the other rather fishy, which was why he had actively stopped him. However, the other¡¯s intentions were extremely concealed, so all he had were spections, hence he had not spoken to Luo Lang of it. At this point, Xie Yi was filled with regret. He should have warned Luo Lang earlier to be careful. "Luo Lang is not that foolish. A stranger would not be able to trick him away so easily. There must be some reason which he could not refuse ..." Ling Lan did not think Luo Lang was that gullible. Even if Luo Lang was indeed all dumb innards behind an intelligent face 2 , he still did notck basic judgment. "Wait here for a moment. I¡¯ll log onto the virtualwork to see if I can find any useful information." Ling Lan decided to depend on Little Four for this, lying back down into the virtual login pod. She was prepared to let Little Four use the virtualwork to look up the various surveince stations in the military academy, to see where Luo Lang had gone. Xie Yi nodded, settling down quietly onto the sofa. No matter how anxious he was, he did not make any sound. He knew what Ling Lan was heading into the virtual world to do ¡ª their entire team knew that Boss Lan was most likely also a very high-level hacker ¡ª perhaps Boss would be able to find some clue within the virtual world. ******** Meanwhile, Luo Lang, who was facing off against a crowd, had not let down his guard due to the warning jolt he had received from Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power. After listening to what the white-clothed youth had to say, he contemted silently for a moment before replying, "I really want to believe what you¡¯re saying, but I cannot under these circumstances. If what you say is true, then unseal the hover car and let me go home." The white-clothed youth responded sadly, "Luo Lang, is it really impossible for us to be friends?" At these words, Luo Langughed. Thisugh was unbelievably lovely and charming, causing the white-clothed youth¡¯s gaze to darken briefly, bing deep and unfathomable, but his loss ofposure onlysted for a split second. Not thinking too much about this, Luo Lang missed this swift change. Luo Lang said amidst hisughter, "If you really want to be friends with me,e find me openly. I will not reject someone who sincerely wants to be friends." The white-clothed youth instantly broke out into a smile, making his face iparably sunny and bright. This caused Luo Lang¡¯s impression of him to rise by several notches once more. Still, even so, his vignce was not reduced ¡ª that cold and piercing gaze of Ling Lan¡¯s made him fear to rx. "Yup, I¡¯ll let Yong-guang unseal the hover car then. I¡¯lle find you tomorrow, is that okay?" said the white-clothed youth with his sunny smile, his tone extremely earnest and sincere. Perhaps he was too earnest, for no matter how one looked, he exuded an air of silliness. Luo Lang only continued to smile politely without saying a word, waiting for the other to fulfil his promise. Chapter 274: Tianji Mecha Clan! Chapter 274: Tianji Mecha n! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Yong-guang heard what the white-clothed youth said, and could not help but smile bitterly and say, "Being all tied up like this, how can I unseal anything? At least untie my hands." He turned his head to look at Luo Lang and said, "Since Elder Brother Xi has already said this, why don¡¯t you untie my hands so I can help you unseal the hover car?" The white-clothed youth¡¯s gaze settled on Luo Lang¡¯s body once more, filled with anticipation. Luo Lang hesitated briefly ¡ª he saw the three other hover cars not too far off and an idea sparked. "No need to unseal this one. Aren¡¯t there three perfectly fine cars over there? If you don¡¯t mind, let one of them take me back!" The white-clothed youth nodded at this and said "Don¡¯t mind, of course I don¡¯t mind! You can choose whichever of the three hover cars you like." Luo Lang smiled, but did not point out which car he wanted. He carefully lifted Yong-guang, using him as a hostage to block his body, carefully retreating. When he was not too far away from the three hover cars, he jumped backwards abruptly, leaping to the side of one of the hover cars. Pulling the door open, he continued to keep Yong-guang as a shield before him as he slowly retreated into the car. Luo Lang sat down, and seeing the other side still standing where they were without moving a single step, he could not help but rx. It looked like they truly had no ill intent ¡ª his tightly clenched hand loosened. Right then, Yong-guang, who had been docilely cooperative all this while, sensed the weakening of the grip around his neck. With a forceful twist of his body, he wrested free of Luo Lang¡¯s grasp, throwing himself bodily towards the ground ... Luo Lang was greatly startled, but just as he was about to lean out of the car to reach out for the other, he suddenly heard an extremely soft mechanical click. At the same time, a beam of silver light shed right in front of his eyes. Luo Lang felt an unprecedented sense of dangering right at him, and the muscles of his entire body tensed up. Many years of battle experience ensured he did not panic ¡ª with a sweep of his right leg, he kicked out at Yong-guang who was about to hit the floor, sending him flying into the air. Meanwhile, he used the rebound force of this kick to glide swiftly deeper into the hover car, trying to dodge that threatening silver light. Quicker than words could say, despite Luo Lang¡¯s nimble reflexes, he still did not manage to ovee the speed of the silver light. Luo Lang did not manage to dodge cleanly. The silver beam grazed Luo Lang¡¯s right shoulder, drawing a streak of blood, which swiftly dyed Luo Lang¡¯s green uniform red. Luo Lang ignored the wound on his arm ¡ª as he had glided into the hover car, he had hooked the car door with his right leg, shutting it, and Luo Lang then quickly pressed down the lock button from the inside, sealing the car. Other than the person inside, anyone outside who wanted to open the car would need to use brute force now. After doing all this, Luo Lang calmly activated the A.I. of the hover car. Right now, he prayed that he would be able to sessfully activate the hover car and escape from this ce before the opponent managed to destroy the hover car. By now, no matter how dumb Luo Lang was, he still knew he had fallen into the opponent¡¯s trap. That white-clothed youth had been lying through his teeth, and was certainly not as pure and earnest as he had portrayed himself to be. Luo Lang secretly hated himself for being taken in so easily by the opponent, actually beginning to like the other. That was why he had be distracted at the end, wasting all his efforts thus far, getting injured by the other¡¯s underhanded methods. Luo Lang decided to remember this bloody lesson ¡ª next time, he definitely would not make such an idiotic mistake ever again ... Outside the hover car, a youth dressed in a blue uniform, mostly shielded from view by the white-clothed youth, lowered his hands in frustration. In his hands was an extremely exquisite, well-crafted, pocket-sized crossbow, and that streak of silver light had been a pocket-sized bolt fired from the crossbow. He pulled back the crossbow, frowning as he said, "Elder Brother Xi, what do we do now?" Who could have expected that Luo Lang would be able to react so quickly even when he had attacked so abruptly, actually managing to dodge ... The white-uniformed youth red broodily at the tightly locked hover car, and sniffed coldly. "What else can we do? Smash it! I don¡¯t believe he can escape my grasp." He was standing at the fore, so he had seen very clearly. When the bolt had brushed by Luo Lang, some blood had been drawn, so the bolt must have injured Luo Lang. He believed that, based on thepound on the bolt, as long as the other was wounded, it would be enough to force the other to stay. "Yes, Brother Xi!" Receiving their instructions, the others began to move swiftly. They all ran towards the other two hover cars, taking out the metal bats they had prepared from within the cars. The military academy kept a close watch on firearms, forbidding students from using those highly vtile and damaging weapons outside of their sses. Thus, students would always use this type of metal bats in their personal scuffles. Seated inside the hover car, Luo Lang watched nervously as the A.I. booted up. He could already sense those people outside surrounding this hover car. Very soon, the nging sounds of impact rang out from all sides of the hover car. Luo Lang knew the opponent was trying to break the hover car by force, trying to keep him behind. Time was tight ¡ª Luo Lang was so nervous his forehead was sweating. His eyes were locked onto the screen of the optical supeputer; with all his attention focused on the screen, he neglected the trace of numbness that had appeared in his own right arm. When the supeputer finally disyed the notification to enter his intended destination, Luo Lang was overjoyed. As long as he managed to enter the address, he would be able to get the hover car to bring him away from this ce ... he was just about to lift his hand to key in the information when he found that he could not move his right arm. His heart clenched in fear, but before he could investigate why, he felt his vision blur, his head bing groggy and heavy. Not good! Ultra-effective anaesthetics! Luo Lang naturally knew what was behind this. It went without question that that silver bolt which had injured him must have had ultra-effective anaesthetic smeared on it, otherwise he would not have presented with its effects so quickly. Luo Lang unhesitatingly bit down on the tip of his tongue. Riding this violent jolt of pain, he collected his quickly dissipating consciousness. He had to key in the address he needed to get to in these final moments of awareness. His right arm was alreadypletely numb, so Luo Lang gritted his teeth, using momentous effort to raise his limp and weak left hand. He began to key in the address of his dorm, and then pressed the button to confirm. When he saw the A.I. disy the following message ¡ª Destination: XXXXX; please press ¡¯YES¡¯ to confirm, press ¡¯NO¡¯ to cancel ¡ª Luo Lang used almost all his strength to press down firmly on the ¡¯YES¡¯ button, and then he fainted dead away. ******** In the virtual world, Little Four was disying every digital footprint Luo Lang had left after leaving the training hall one by one before Ling Lan. 16:09, Luo Lang received a message from the treatment centre. Contents as below: Cadet Luo Lang, please present yourself at the Medical Treatment Research Centre this afternoon at 17:00 hours for a final follow-up examination. ¡ª¡ª Main Service Counter of the Treatment Centre. 16:15, Luo Lang rode a hover car to the Medical Research Centre. 16:52, Luo Lang appeared at the entrance of the Medical Research Centre and met up with someone in a blue uniform. 16:58, Luo Lang went off with the blue-clothed person in a hover car; search for destination in progress ... At this point, Ling Lan¡¯s eyebrows were tightly knitted. "Which goes to say that we still can¡¯t find where Luo Lang is now?" "The hover car has been modified by a hacker. The destination keyed into it has not been recorded into the mainframe databank. For me to find out now, I need to find that hover car which Luo Lang took from all the surveince footage. This is a little harder and will take more time." With regards to professional questions, Little Four¡¯s answers were meticulous. "Alright, Little Four, take your time." Although Ling Lan was rather anxious, she did not want to show it and give Little Four too much pressure. Not too long after, Little Four chimed in again. "Lu Yong-guang, 3rd year elite student from the hacker specialization ..." Little Four had discovered the identity of that blue-uniformed person with Luo Lang. "Is he involved with any faction or group?" asked Ling Lan spiritedly. "ording to the data in the mainframe, he had joined the Tianji Mecha n." Little Four very quickly gave her an answer. The military academy mainframe which all hackers found so difficult to prate was just like his personal backyard in Little Four¡¯s eyes. He coulde and go as he pleased, and the information inside it was as if part of his home, free for him to take as he willed. "Tianji?" Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed at these words. Ever since Leiting Mecha n had lost in the wagered fight, the various factions had toned down significantly. They were afraid they would identally offend Leiting, giving Leiting some excuse to vent their anger on them instead. If this matter was really initiated by Tianji, why had they chosen to act during this sensitive period? Could they be trying to take advantage of the instability to knock down Leiting and be the number one faction themselves? Or was this perhaps a setup by some other faction, trying to pit the New Cadet Regiment against Tianji? So that faction could then benefit as the external third party as the two shed and weakened each other? There were countless suppositions in Ling Lan¡¯s mind. Although she could not be sure whether Tianji was the real culprit, she would not let the other go, so she asked, "Little Four, without affecting the search for Luo Lang, can you take control of all the surveince equipment inside the Tianji headquarters?" Little Four replied without skipping a beat, "Piece of cake. Leave it to me!" He had barely finished speaking when an additional window had appeared before Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. There was a garden, a living room, other rooms, and also various passages and corridors. Ling Lan knew that this was most likely the inside of the Tianji Mecha n headquarters. As expected, when it came to any surveince equipment being used in this era, Little Four really had no difficulty at all infiltrating it. Not every faction had a headquarters ¡ª only the organisations which ranked within the top four of the school ranking had this honour. The military academy would allocate official venues of different sizes to the groups ording to their ranking to be their headquarters. Therefore, every year, the various factions would be embroiled in a brutalpetition in order to win one of these four spots on the ranking. The Tianji Mecha n was the second major faction within the military academy, so the headquarters given to them was considerably huge. All the safety and security measures were done up extremely well, and from the video feed, Ling Lan could even see some patrols passing by every so often. However, Ling Lan was only perusing it cursorily ¡ª her main priority was still in waiting for Little Four toe up with his final tracking results. Time passed bit by bit. Not too long after, Han Jijyun and Lin Zhong-qin too had ended their physical training sses and returned. When they heard the news, Han Jijyun asked Xie Yi to contact Wu Jiong. They waited patiently in the living room, waiting for Ling Lan to exit from the virtual world. As the skies grew darker and darker, they began to be a little restless. Boss Lan had not logged off after so long ¡ª did this mean that he had not found anything useful in the virtual world? Xie Yi was the first to lose his patience ¡ª after all, Luo Lang hadst been with him. If he had only been more alert back then and cautioned Luo Lang, perhaps this kind of thing would not have happened. Filled with remorse, he suggested whether they should mobilise the New Cadet Regiment, sending everyone out to look for Luo Lang together. Wu Jiong was rather stirred by the suggestion ¡ª after all, he felt unsettled just sitting here doing nothing. Chapter 275: Act Independently! Chapter 275: Act Independently! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Han Jijyun was unexpectedly cool-headed, immediately shooting down the two¡¯s n. Han Jijyun believed that taking reckless action while the circumstances were still unclear would just scare off the viins before they could go after them, and may even make the situation worse. If the opponent became wary and transferred Luo Lang to an even more concealed area, it would make it even harder for them to find him. If this allowed the opponent to sessfully hide Luo Lang away for a month¡¯s time, even if they managed to find Luo Lang eventually, Luo Lang¡¯s future would already be ruined by the opponent. Rather than that, they might as well wait patiently for Boss Lan to emerge before making a decision. The final exams of the military academy every year were extremely stringent ¡ª skipping sses without reason for an entire month would cause a cadet to lose their study right. Many factions would use some underhanded means to steal talent for themselves ¡ª kidnapping was one of those methods, but it was used very, very rarely. After all, monitoring them all from above was the surveince team of the military academy, which kept watch on all the factions and organisations on record within the school. Other than those who were confident they could carry it off wlessly, the typical faction would not choose to use this method. The New Cadet Regiment group seated here already had an inkling that Luo Lang had most likely been kidnapped ¡ª they just did not know whether it was a personal act, or if some faction or group was behind it ... This matter caused the mood of the New Cadet Regiment group here to be a little low. Originally, they had all been the elite princes of the Central Scout Academy, growing up smoothly without much hardship along the way. Under Ling Lan¡¯s lead, they had not met many obstacles, and though they had been forced into a wagered fight the moment they had entered the military academy, even when everyone had not thought well of their chances, they had prevailed. They had managed to turn the tables around and defeat the Leiting Mecha n ... It could not be denied that they had begun to be proud, their confidence going off the charts, thinking that there were no factions which could prevent the New Cadet Regiment from rising to prominence. However, it was right at this time that Luo Lang had mysteriously gone missing from right beneath their noses. This was like a basin of cold water pouring down on them, causing them to understand that the waters of the military academy were still deeper than they realised. It was still much too early for them to strut around with their tails cocked up high. "Thump! Thump! Thump! ..." From upstairs, there came the rhythmic, hard sounds of boots striding across the ground, steady and powerful, causing the initially somewhat flustered hearts of those people seated below to settle down. Almost simultaneously, they all stood up and turned their heads to look. A familiar figure was walking down the stairs. Their gazes lit up instantly, the embers of hope flickering in their eyes. Ling Lan walked down the stairs with an ice cold expression. Seeing the lot of them, she instructed, "Wu Jiong, you all wait here. Pretend nothing has happened ..." Even though Ling Lan¡¯s tone was as dispassionate as usual, everyone there could sense the indistinct killing intent radiating from Ling Lan¡¯s body, a surge of chilly air prating straight into their hearts. Boss Lan was pissed! Everyone understood tacitly what this meant. Wu Jiong blinked nkly, but quickly figured things out and said, "Understood, Boss Lan!" Han Jijyun frowned, a trace of worry shing through his eyes, and asked, "Boss Lan, you n to act independently?" "Yes, I have already found Luo Lang¡¯s trail, but that location is unsuitable for group activity. Going alone, it¡¯ll be easier for me to rescue Luo Lang," exined Ling Lan. "Who¡¯s the opponent?" Xie Yi suddenly spoke up to ask, his eyes brimming with fiery anger. "The Tianji Mecha n!" Ling Lan bit out each word by word. Her suppressed rage exploded as she uttered these four words, and her right hand reflexively mmed down onto the handrail of the staircase. There was a snap, and the solid wooden railing was actually broken into two pieces by Ling Lan¡¯s angry palm. Han Jijyun¡¯s expression could not help but pale drastically at the sight. "Boss Lan, has Luo Lang been harmed?" Following this question, all the expressions of the others changed greatly as well. Several pairs of furious eyes stared at Ling Lan, hoping he would tell them the answer. Ling Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Not yet for now. But this does not guarantee that it won¡¯t happenter. Thus, I have to hurry over as soon as possible ..." Ling Lan nced at Wu Jiong, Han Jijyun and the others, and ordered, "Wu Jiong, Jijyun, I leave this ce to you two. No matter what happens, you two must hold the fort. Remember, our New Cadet Regiment knows nothing, and no one has gone out ... as for Luo Lang, he has only gone to the Medical Research Centre for an examination." After leaving her instructions, Ling Lan rapidly departed the vi without a backwards nce, very quickly disappearing into the night. Wu Jiong retracted his gaze, turning his head to ask Han Jijyun, "Han Jijyun, say, what do you think Boss Lan is nning to do?" Han Jijyun indicated for the rest to return to the main hall to sit on the sofa, asking Lin Zhong-qing to bring over a pack of cards for them to while away the time, then replied, "Tragedy is about to befall the Tianji Mecha n ..." "Huh?" Wu Jiong had only guessed that Ling Lan was nning to execute a solo rescue, so he could not understand why Ling Lan did not want to let others know that it was the Tianji Mecha n who had abducted Luo Lang. Han Jijyun merely shook his head, not nning to enlighten Wu Jiong. This made Wu Jiong restless, impatience and annoyance stirring in his heart, causing him to y his cards in a distracted manner. Xie Yi was in fact simrly uncertain, but he knew his ce and so did not think too hard on the matter. Thus, he was not as unsettled as Wu Jiong. In the end, it was still Lin Zhong-qing who could not bear to see Wu Jiong¡¯s sorry state, and could not help but hint, "If no one knows that Luo Lang was abducted by the Tianji Mecha n, then there will also be no way to prove that the one who wiped out the Tianji headquarters today is our Boss Lan ..." Wu Jiong¡¯s eyes lit up. "So that¡¯s how it is." However, he very quickly became despondent, pointing out the w in the logic, "But there are surveince equipment in every area of the military academy ..." Han Jijyun smirked coldly, "And how much of Boss Lan¡¯s methods do you know? If Boss Lan wants you to do this, then you do this. This won¡¯t be a mistake." Wu Jiong suddenly recalled their time on the spaceship ¡ª Boss Lan had sessfully taken control of the surveince equipment before then. His gaze brightened once more and he shouted, "I¡¯ve got it!" This cry drew the cold res of the other three there with him. Han Jijyun, in particr, looked at him disdainfully as he mocked, "If you understand, then be quiet about it. Do you want to draw everyone here and negate Boss Lan¡¯s alibi?" Wu Jiong did not be angry even though he had been mocked by Han Jijyun. Since his doubts had been answered, he could now y his cards with an easy mind ... ******** Meanwhile, the moment Ling Lan exited the doorway, she asked Little Four within the mindspace, "Tianji headquarters, which way is it?" Little Four showed a map to her instantly, with an arrow marking Ling Lan¡¯s current location and a red g marking the position of their target. The information was clear with just one nce. He also spoke up to say, "I suggest you first take a hover car ride, and then choose a stop near them to get off. This way, you can save some strength and internal energy ..." Little Four knew what Ling Lan was going to do on this trip, so he wanted to help Ling Lan reduce the drain on her energy. After all, destroying a headquarters was aborious task ¡ª they should save whatever energy they could while they could. Ling Lan decided to listen to Little Four¡¯s advice. With just one step, she had travelled over 100 metres away, arriving at the closest hover car stop to her living quarters in two steps. Then, she waited for a hover car to arrive. Even if she would use her Qi-Jin sparingly for now, time was still of the essence. She did not hope to see Luo Lang being tormented at this final juncture. The hover car arrived quickly, and Ling Lan darted into it like a spirit. Before Ling Lan could key in anything, Little Four had taken the initiative to choose a stop about 1 kilometre away for Ling Lan, concealing hismand from the system at the same time. In the mainframe of the military academy, this hover car Ling Lan was riding was still an empty car floating around the school. Furthermore, the moment when Ling Lan had gotten into the car and the periodter when she got out would also be altered on the surveince records. Of course, Little Four¡¯s tampering was perfect ¡ª no one would ever notice any trace of modification ... Just like that, with no witnesses or material proof, Ling Lan left her own vi. ******** In one of the rooms within Tianji headquarters, the white-uniformed youth suppressed the intense paining from his body, and swallowed the ultra-effective medication his subordinate had brought for him. "Brother Xi, are you alright?" A blue-uniformed person asked worriedly. "I bloody didn¡¯t expect that Luo Lang to have such powerful spiritual power, able to resist my ability," hissed the white-clothed youth sullenly, "Not only that, heshed back, wounding me." The other had clearly lowered his guard and believed his words ... why had he regained mental rity at the final moment? It was then that he had been injured ¡ª if he had not held back from showing any signs of pain, the other might have seen through his act immediately. And also perhaps because he had forced himself to tolerate that rebound force in silence, the injury he had received was 30% worse than it would have been originally. "Wait till I¡¯ve healedpletely. I¡¯ll definitely torment that fellow properly." A savage expression emerged on the white-clothed youth¡¯s face, utterly ruining his originally rather charming face, leaving behind only ugliness beyond measure. "Congrattions, Brother Xi. Not only have you obtained a beauty, you have also obtained a physical skills prodigy, adding yet another great helper for our Tianji Mecha n," Lu Yong-guang congratted at one side fawningly. This improved the white-clothed youth¡¯s mood greatly, the viciousness in his face fading considerably, morphing him back into a handsome, lively and sunny youth. "You performed well this time. Later, go to the contribution department and collect a 2nd-tier resource. I¡¯ll give you my warrant in a bit." His mood greatly improved, the white-clothed youth began to reward his underling who had performed well. "Thank you, Brother Xi. Thank you, Brother Xi!" said Lu Yong-guang with pleasant surprise. He had initially thought he would be lucky to get a 3rd-tier resource, but Brother Xi was unexpectedly so generous this time. A blue-clothed youth by Lu Yong-guang¡¯s side felt that this was not very appropriate, and was just about to speak up about it when apanion standing beside him tugged on his arm, signalling him to stay silent. The lord before them now was an obstinate and conceited person; he was not that just and righteous Lord Regiment Commander of theirs who was currently in Closed Door Meditation 1 . After basking in a round of ttery by Lu Yong-guang, the white-clothed youth abruptly thought of something and asked nervously, "You¡¯ve eliminated all signs, right? You¡¯re sure no one will be able to trace us back here?" Lu Yong-guang replied proudly, "Don¡¯t worry, Brother Xi, I¡¯ve handled everything. Even if the number one hacker, Lin Zhidong, gets involved, he won¡¯t be able to trace us anytime soon." That said, heughed and said, "That New Cadet Regiment has also shot themselves in the foot. After offending Leiting, you think Lin Zhidong will help them? Definitely not, and as for the others ... I believe no one will be able to crack my methods." Hearing these words of Lu Yong-guang, the white-uniformed youth rxed instantly and began tough. His doubts were gone ¡ª now, as long as he was given enough time, he would definitely be able to train that beauty well, so that the other would submit to him, body and soul, in the end. The white-clothed youth was so confident because his spiritual mutation was a type of magical hypnotism. He could easily obtain the favour of others with it. If he wanted the other to love him wholeheartedly, as long as he had enough time, he would seed. Just like with his previous lovers ... this was exactly how he had reeled them in, and even until now, they still thought they had been willing 2 . Chapter 276: Infiltration! Chapter 276: Infiltration! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At the Tianji Mecha n headquarters, a shadowy figure dropped stealthily into the flower garden. At this particr time, thisnding spot was precisely the blind spot of all the patrols and sentries ... With just one step, Ling Lan slipped into the corridor of the garden. By this time, Little Four had long cooperatively manipted the surveince feed of the corridor. In the monitoring room, the monitoring staff could only see images from several seconds ago ... Ling Lan¡¯s speed was ghost-like, leaving only a streak of shadowed light as she passed through the dim lighting of the corridor. Crossing the corridor, she arrived at the foot of the main building. She did not choose to enter the hall, instead dashing over to a blind spot by a wall. Then, Ling Lan¡¯s hands could be seen to fly swiftly, aiming for the irregr spots on the wall, using them as makeshift handholds to pull her entire body up, crawling up the wall like a lizard in the blink of an eye to reach the fourth floor. At this moment, Luo Lang was stowed within one of the bedrooms on the fourth floor. She needed to rescue Luo Lang first before she considered anything else. Moreover, Little Four had already given her a view of the entire headquarters beforehand. Therefore, she knew that the 4th floor, which was where she was climbing to now, had a room with an unlocked window. She would be able to open it and enter from there, and there was coincidentally no one inside at the moment. This was undoubtedly a good opportunity which could shorten the time Ling Lan needed to infiltrate the base. Ling Lan came to that window, and lightly pushed it open. In the silent depths of the night, even the lightest creak would be striking. Ling Lan was extremely calm ¡ª without any hesitation in her movements, she opened the window just wide enough for her body and slipped into the room. Right outside the room was the main corridor ¡ª Little Four was already disying the image of the corridor outside for Ling Lan, notifying her of the closest patrol. They were still a distance away, so Ling Lan did not hesitate to open the door, just as if she were still in her own vi. She walked out tantly into the corridor, without any bit of the sort of wariness and care one should have when breaking and entering into someone else¡¯s home. Ling Lan had faith in Little Four¡¯s judgment, and Ling Lan did not have the time to spare anyway, because Little Four had told Ling Lan that someone with nefarious intentions against Luo Lang was already heading towards the bedroom Luo Lang was in. She needed to hurry. After travelling for a distance, Little Four suddenly warned her that there were two patrollers approaching from around the corner. With a fleeting step, Ling Lan was at the corner. Several nimble steps up the wallter, she had climbed up to the crossbeam, andid herself t over it. If someone came up from behind Ling Lan, Ling Lan¡¯s figure would be clearly exposed to the eye, but from the opposing direction, Ling Lan¡¯s body was entirely obscured by the crossbeam. It would be impossible for the iing patrollers to discover her presence behind the beam ... Perhaps the patrollers too did not expect that the impregnable headquarters 1 in their eyes would actually be infiltrated by an enemy, who had already gotten to the 4th floor. Mind you, security was strict on all floors below this one, so any intruder would typically not be able to get past the 2nd floor. Thus, they were somewhat ck, casually breezing past the crossbeam, never once considering to even lift their heads to look up 2 ... Ling Lan waited for the two men to pass below her, then quietly dropped back down to the ground. In order to eliminate anytent problems, her palms whipped down like knives, chopping onto the napes of the two men. The two men toppled as the chopsnded, and Ling Lan grabbed hold of a man with each hand. She then dragged them to the next equally empty room and tossed them into it. These were all just small fry, so Ling Lan did not intend to be too harsh on them. In the internal energy she had used during the hand chops, she had only included a little bit of her innate talent¡¯s special power. If the other did not manage to clear out that bit of special power, their progress would be greatly impeded ¡ª this was Ling Lan¡¯s punishment for their role as aplices to the viin 3 . After tossing them into the room, the remaining matters would be Little Four¡¯s responsibility. Little Four would lock the doors, and just as when they had been on the spaceship, before the morn of the next day, the men¡¯smunicators would be non-functional. Before Ling Lan hadpletely vented her rage, Little Four would ensure the men had no chance of contacting the outside world. After settling the two men, Ling Lan swiftly hastened towards her destination. Along the way, with Little Four¡¯s advanced warnings, in order to avoid detection by the enemy, Ling Lan employed sneak attacks to bring down all enemies in her path before they could notice her. Meanwhile, in the monitoring room, as Little Four had used a constant loop of false images to rece the video feed, those patrollers taken down by Ling Lan still appeared to be patrolling along their designated routes, again and again ... ******** The white-uniformed youth finally felt the pain in his head leave him, his spiritual power recovering to his normal levels. He walked out excitedly from the infirmary in the base, prepared to properly enjoy the spoils of victory he had gained today. Thinking of that beauty finally capitting to pleasure under his body, his heart felt hot; it was as if he had not felt this excited in a long time. The white-uniformed youth was the dux of the starshipmand specialization, named Shi Mingyi 4 . He was one of the vice regimentmanders of the Tianji Mecha n. Technically, he was unqualified to take on a vice regimentmander role based on his abilities, but he just so happened to have a batch of faithfully loyal subordinates, one of whom was even the best mecha expert in the n beneath the regimentmander. Due to that subordinate¡¯s emphatic support, Shi Mingyi had be a vice regimentmander of Tianjist year. Since shouldering the role of vice regimentmander, Shi Mingyi had used the resources of the Tianji Mecha n quite often to seek out information on all the fair-faced youths in the various specializations. Of course, he was cunning about it ¡ª those with substantial family backgrounds, he would not dare to touch; he typically went after those frommon stock, or those students without very significant backgrounds. One after another over the past year, there had already been five or six youths who had fallen into his wicked hands. And now, these victims had all be team members in his fold, holding him in extraordinary love and admiration, loyal to a fault. It was also precisely for this reason that Shi Mingyi¡¯s fondness for men had not yet been exposed. Adept at deception, he used his trump card to gather a great deal of good favour among the regr cadets, setting himself up as a sunny, righteous, and honest person. He was the consummate good student in the instructors¡¯ eyes, the dux who the students respected, the just vice regimentmander of the Tianji Mecha n ... Moreover, Shi Mingyi knew very well where the secret of his sessid ¡ª apart from himself, no one else knew that his spiritual mutation was Hypnotism. No one other than his closest confidantes knew he liked men. On the outside, he buried this proclivity of his deeply. Even though all types of gorgeous young men were gathered by his side, due to his own handsome appearance, he fit in well enough that no one had ever thought anything of it ... As a vice regimentmander, Shi Mingyi had a personal lounge within headquarters, at the end of the 4th floor. Even though it was just a small bedroom of about 20 square metres, it was furnishedvishly, with the entire floor covered in shag carpeting. When one opened the door and entered the room, the first thing one would see would be a grand old-fashioned wooden armchair directly facing the doorway. However, this armchair was very strange, taller than regr chairs by 30 to 40 centimetres, almost at the height of a standard table. Who knows whether it was truly meant for sitting on or was just a decoration. Behind the armchair was a thick cloth curtain, hiding the scene deeper into the room from view. Shi Mingyi cast a careful nce out the doorway, confirming that there was indeed no one there before softly shutting the door behind him. After that, he deadbolted the door and set a protective passcode, assuring that other than himself, no one else would be able to enter his room. That done, he stepped past the armchair and parted the curtain. Inside, there was only a single circr waterbed, with chains as thick as one¡¯s thumb draping down from it on all sides, culminating in a strange aesthetic. Additionally, on the ceiling, a t and sparkling mirror was embedded, clearly reflecting everything on the bed. A youth in a green uniform was lying on the bed. On his delicate face, his eyebrows were knitted, his eyes closed tightly. It looked like he was deeply unconscious, but perhaps because there was some difort affecting his body, for hisplexion was pale, causing him to look even more pitiful and fragile. The sight of him almost caused Shi Mingyi to be consumed by the mes of lust ¡ª he wished desperately that he could morph into a ravenous wolf and gobble up this delectable youth instantly. This lovely youth on the bed was precisely the one Ling Lan had spent so much time and effort to find, Luo Lang. Besides therge bed, there was nothing else that could be seen within the room. The walls on all four sides were covered by thick, floor-length curtains. Shi Mingyi gulped, slowly walking over to sit on the edge of the bed. He gently stroked that exquisite face of Luo Lang, so enchanted that he almost did not want to stop. His fingers slid down slowly from Luo Lang¡¯s face to his neck, and then slowly unfastened the buttons on Luo Lang¡¯s uniform. He tugged open the top of the uniform forcefully, revealing the white shirt inside it, along with a faint trace of soft white skin. Right then, Shi Mingyi could hold back no longer ¡ª he ripped apart the white shirt impatiently, and with a tearing sound, the rest of the buttons were sent flying, and Luo Lang¡¯s lovely body was exposed just like that before Shi Mingyi. The two pretty pink nubs on Luo Lang¡¯s chest almost made Shi Mingyi salivate ... "Exquisite, truly exquisite ... who would have expected such an exquisite beauty to appear in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy? All those I have sampled before were just trash!" eximed Shi Mingyi, his fingers trailing down Luo Lang¡¯s chest. He revelled in the sensation he was receiving from his hand, feeling how smooth and warm the other¡¯s skin was, how supple ... Perhaps these touches made Luo Lang ufortable, for his brow creased even more noticeably. However, the effects of the anaesthetic were too strong; he stillid there unmoving. Shi Mingyi had initially nned to properly savour the other, but seeing the other unresponsive like a dead fish, he felt somewhat dissatisfied. After some thought, he tugged over a chain hanging by the head of the bed, and looped it around Luo Lang¡¯s left hand, securing it. Next, he pulled yet another chain from the other side and secured Luo Lang¡¯s right hand as well. Then, he pressed a button at the head of the bed, and the curtain on his left-hand side was pulled aside to reveal a cab. Inside the cab were countless sex toys, and even some SM equipment 5 , and there was of course several high-tech safes installed within it as well. Shi Mingyi pressed a finger onto the screen on one of the safes, and the initially dark screen lit up to disy a numbered keypad. Shi Mingyi deftly keyed in a string of numbers, and with a dull click, the door of the safe sprang open. There was a considerable number of medical agents inside it, as well as several one-use syringes. Shi Mingyi removed two tubes of agent from the safe, and then took out a one-use syringe set. He filled the syringe with one of the agents, walked over to Luo Lang, and injected its contents into Luo Lang¡¯s arm. This was closely followed by the next tube of agent, which he also injected into Luo Lang¡¯s arm. After doing all this, Shi Mingyi discarded the one-use syringe set into the rubbish bin. He then shut the safe, returned to the bed, and pressed another button. The curtains drew close once more, restoring the room to its original state. =========================== Very quickly, Luo Lang moaned and opened his eyes, and saw the white-uniformed youth beaming at him. Luo Lang¡¯s expression changed drastically, for he knew now that he had not managed to escape in the end, and had been abducted by the other. He struggled, then heard the clinking noisesing from above his head. Looking up, Luo Lang saw his hands bound in metal chains, and as the anaesthetic had not worn offpletely yet, he still felt weak and powerless. "Who are you? Which organisation are you from? Why did you capture me?" Luo Lang quickly calmed himself down and spoke up to ask. His voice was rather hoarse and weak ¡ª in Shi Mingyi¡¯s ears, it naturally had a particr vour of enticement. "Shi Mingyi, 4th year dux of the starshipmand specialization, and vice regimentmander of the Tianji Mecha n. And as for why I captured you?" Shi Mingyi smiled and reached out to stroke a hand over Luo Lang¡¯s face, expression besotted as he said, "That¡¯s because I like you ..." Luo Lang tried to evade Shi Mingyi¡¯s fingers in revulsion, but was unsessful. And then Shi Mingyi¡¯s words registered, causing him to freeze for a moment, but he quickly understood and yelled in rage, "Let go of me, you pervert!" "A pervert, is it? If I must be a pervert to like you, I will willingly sumb to this depravity!" Shi Mingyi¡¯s face shifted to reveal a bitter smile. This expression startled Luo Lang, but logic quickly reasserted itself as he scolded, "Of course you¡¯re a pervert, or else how could you do something like abduction?" Shi Mingyi¡¯s body jerked back as he pressed a hand to his forehead. He closed his eyes to rest his mind for a beat before opening them again. Right then, his initial seemingly earnest smile was nowhere to be seen ... there was only darkness and a trace of ruthlessness left on his face. "Still not working? Who could have expected that your spiritual power is this strong, actually repelling me once more, reflecting damage back at me. Looks like, I need to first let you taste the all-consuming pleasure of the body before you¡¯ll be willing to submit to me." That said, he began to take off his clothes. Luo Lang¡¯s irises contracted, and his pearl-white teeth bit down harshly on his own lips. He was trying to use pain to chase away the effects of the anaesthetic, desperately circting the Qi-Jin in his body, hoping that he would be able to recover enough Qi-Jin for a final suicide attack. Yes. Luo Lang was prepared to die with his enemy in his attempt; he would not suffer this humiliation ... Within the yawning emptiness in his body, Luo Lang suddenly sensed the presence of internal energy again. Pleasant surprise shed through Luo Lang¡¯s eyes, but very quickly, his expression changed once more, the initial paleness of his face being reced by a rosy flush. "Haha, you¡¯re feeling it now, right? This is some ultra-potent aphrodisiac. It will make you beg me to give it to you again and again, turning you into aplete slut ..." Shi Mingyi beganughing gleefully at the sight. He was just about to rip off the clothes on the lower half of Luo Lang¡¯s body when a frigid aura enveloped the entire room ... "How dare you!" A cial voice rang out by Shi Mingyi¡¯s ear, instantly dousing Shi Mingyi¡¯s zing fires of lust with a deluge of ice-cold water, cooling him down rapidly. Meanwhile, on the bed ... Luo Lang, who had been nning to kill himself along with his captor, had relieved joy shining from his eyes. His line of sight had coincidentally shifted to look up at the mirror on the ceiling, and from its reflection, he could see a stony and stately figure standing at the curtain by the door ¡ª it was Ling Lan! "Boss ..." Luo Lang cried out emotionally. His eyes turned red uncontrobly, as his heart full of rage, sorrow and despair instantly melted into a pool of tender emotions. So this was Boss, his boss that deserved his loyalty and trust ... he hade at this most critical moment to save him. Shi Mingyi whipped his head around in shock, and seeing that familiar figure before his eyes, his expression shifted as he called out, "Ling Lan! It¡¯s you ..." He reflexively looked towards the area behind Ling Lan. He had clearly set a passcode ¡ª didn¡¯t Lu Yong-guang say before that no one would be able to crack the lock, and would only be able to break down the door by force to enter? How then had the other snuck in without a sound? Without him sensing anything at all? "You¡¯ve made me angry ... you, have to pay the price for your transgressions!" Ling Lan¡¯s face was a sheet of ice, for she had seen Luo Lang¡¯s current state. The killing intent in her heart waxed thicker. The blood-soaked killing intent concealed deep within her body all this while abruptly exploded out into the room, instantly dominating the entire space. Qi Long, Luo Lang and the other littlepanions who had grown up alongside Ling Lan held special ces in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. Ling Lan took care of them like her own younger brothers ¡ª in fact, in Ling Lan¡¯s heart, they were even like sons to her ¡ª the emotions she invested in them were beyond the norm. Ling Lan¡¯s killing intent was extremely dense now, but she controlled it skilfully, not allowing any bit to leak out of the room. As the main target of the killing intent, Shi Mingyi instantly felt himself plunged into a crimson world. Countless knives of light and swords of shadow hurtled towards him ¡ª he felt himself being pierced by these countless phantom des, but also felt his limbs being sliced off bit by bit, his gut dissected, and his heart torn out, but he could not die. He watched helplessly as his body, his innards, were finally reduced to a puddle of bloody water, which then vanished without leaving a trace. This was not only physical agony ¡ª it was also a spiritual torment. There was a moment where he even wanted to end his life by biting his tongue off, unwilling to bear this endless suffering any longer 6 ... In reality, he had really bitten his tongue. However, perhaps because he did not have enough strength, or perhaps he did not really want to die in his subconscious mind, for although he had bitten his tongue, he had only wounded it and not severed itpletely. Still, this allowed him to stumble onto an escape by chance ¡ª the intense pain shook him out of the illusion of hellish torment, to return to reality. However, even so, the power which had crashed onto him from the start had still caused internal injury to Shi Mingyi. The moment he regained awareness, ance of blood spurted from his mouth, and his entire body wavered on his feet. At this time, Shi Mingyi could already tell that he was no match at all for Ling Lan. He had some understanding with regards to force of presence. He knew that it was one of the abilities one gained in thete stages of Qi-Jin. He had studied it and formed it himself ¡ª it would push a crushing pressure onto the intended target, effectively subduing them. He had never before encountered such a formidable embodiment of presence however. Its power was not only presented on a physical ne, but also on a spiritual one. If he had not stumbled onto a way out of its effect by chance, he might have been trapped in its endless torments until he died. Shi Mingyi knew that he had misstepped this time. Who knew that the seemingly easily bulliable Luo Lang actually had such a powerful boss behind him? Shi Mingyi did not want to die, so he decided to use hisst resort ... "Boss Ling, I think this is a misunderstanding." Shi Mingyi tolerated the pain in his mouth, forcing a stiff smile onto his lips. Ling Lan quirked a brow at these words. "Oh?" She had sensed a strange tendril of spiritual power trying to invade her spiritual domain. This should be a type of spiritual attack, but it was not one Ling Lan was familiar with. It did not cause any difort, and seemed exceedingly harmless. Of course, Ling Lan would not permit any strange spiritual power to just invade into her spiritual domain. With a swift spiritual shake, she crushed this cord of spiritual power. Sure enough, the moment Ling Lan destroyed this cord of spiritual power, Shi Mingyi¡¯s body jerked, his already pale face bing even paler, losing all trace of blood. She even saw the other¡¯s eyebrows lock tightly together, the muscles on his face spasming. It looked like the rebound force had been extremely powerful ¡ª the other had not been able to bear it without reacting. "Little Four, what spiritual power is this?" Ling Lan was curious, so she asked Little Four within the mindspace. Little Four immediately answered, "This is a type of mid-level awakened innate talent, Mesmerise!" Sensing Ling Lan¡¯s confusion, he exined, "It¡¯s actually what you call ¡¯hypnotism¡¯ in your world. With this ability, a person can beguile another to change how they view them ..." Little Four silently wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead ¡ª luckily, he still had nine instructors to be his solid backup, otherwise he would not have been able to borate anything on this kind of mysterious awakened innate talent ... Ling Lan¡¯s initially tepid face became frigid once more ¡ª this type of ability in the hands of such a scumbag ... how many innocent people had suffered at his hands? In an instant, Ling Lan decided to rid the other of this innate talent. Shi Mingyi found that his Hypnotism had backfired on him, and felt a surge of despair. He knew now that the other was most likely someone with a mental spiritual mutation, able to defend against this ability of his, just like Luo Lang. He was not content to just give up and be captured, so when he saw Ling Lan appear to be thinking about something, he leapt forwards with a spring of his right foot, pouncing towards Luo Lang on the bed, nning to grab Luo Lang to use as a hostage ... As long as Luo Lang was in his hands and the opponent became afraid to act, it would give him the chance to sound the rm in Tianji¡¯s headquarters and he would be able to live! Yes, he did not want to die ... because he had seen the boundless killing intent within the opponent¡¯s eyes! "You¡¯re asking for it!" Seeing Shi Mingyi try to grab Luo Lang in a final desperate bid for survival, Ling Lan growled furiously. Following this sound, Shi Mingyi¡¯s darting body crashed onto the ground. A powerful spiritual charge had been sent straight at his brain ¡ª he only felt his brain being struck harshly, and then there was a soft ¡¯st¡¯ as if his brain had split open, and he fell unconscious. Ling Lan¡¯s figure shifted and she was instantly by Luo Lang¡¯s side. She asked, "Luo Lang, how do you feel?" "I¡¯m okay, Boss! I just feel weak." Despite the red flush suffusing Luo Lang¡¯s face ¡ª the aphrodisiac in his body already beginning to show effect ¡ª because it was still in the early stages, he could still bear it. He was extremely ashamed about how he had been captured so easily, finally even needing to trouble Boss Lan toe save him. "Anaesthetic?" Ling Lan scanned Luo Lang¡¯s body, and found that the anaesthetic had already mostly run its course. As long as they waited patiently, Luo Lang would return to normal, but there was still another extremely strange agent within Luo Lang¡¯s body. "What is this?" Ling Lan was rather puzzled. "Boss, Luo Lang has been dosed with an aphrodisiac." Little Four had described Luo Lang¡¯s condition to the instructors of the learning space. When he had told Instructor Number Nine, she had kicked him right out of her space, while Instructor Number Five had only reacted with a sleazy and lecherous smile. Fortunately, Instructor Number Four had taken pity on him and secretly told him the answer ... but, what was this thing called an aphrodisiac? Little Four decided to rifle through his databases to find out. "What?! Aphrodisiac?!" The veins on Ling Lan¡¯s head popped out in anger. She swept a freezing gaze at the unconscious Shi Mingyi lying on the ground, and unhesitatingly lifted a foot to stomp heavily on the other¡¯s unprotected back. She ground her heel mercilessly into his back for a moment, and the cracking sounds of bones breaking could be heard. Shi Mingyi¡¯s backbone had been pulverized by Ling Lan 7 . "Is there an antidote? Little Four, search the scene." Ling Lan ordered as she broke the chains holding down the wounded Luo Lang. Chapter 277: How Dare You!

Chapter 277: How Dare You!

Very quickly, Luo Lang moaned and opened his eyes, and saw the white-uniformed youth beaming at him. Luo Lang¡¯s expression changed drastically, for he knew now that he had not managed to escape in the end, and had been abducted by the other. He struggled, then heard the clinking noisesing from above his head. Looking up, Luo Lang saw his hands bound in metal chains, and as the anaesthetic had not worn offpletely yet, he still felt weak and powerless. "Who are you? Which organisation are you from? Why did you capture me?" Luo Lang quickly calmed himself down and spoke up to ask. His voice was rather hoarse and weak ¡ª in Shi Mingyi¡¯s ears, it naturally had a particr vour of enticement. "Shi Mingyi, 4th year dux of the starshipmand specialization, and vice regimentmander of the Tianji Mecha n. And as for why I captured you?" Shi Mingyi smiled and reached out to stroke a hand over Luo Lang¡¯s face, expression besotted as he said, "That¡¯s because I like you ..." Luo Lang tried to evade Shi Mingyi¡¯s fingers in revulsion, but was unsessful. And then Shi Mingyi¡¯s words registered, causing him to freeze for a moment, but he quickly understood and yelled in rage, "Let go of me, you pervert!" "A pervert, is it? If I must be a pervert to like you, I will willingly sumb to this depravity!" Shi Mingyi¡¯s face shifted to reveal a bitter smile. This expression startled Luo Lang, but logic quickly reasserted itself as he scolded, "Of course you¡¯re a pervert, or else how could you do something like abduction?" Shi Mingyi¡¯s body jerked back as he pressed a hand to his forehead. He closed his eyes to rest his mind for a beat before opening them again. Right then, his initial seemingly earnest smile was nowhere to be seen ... there was only darkness and a trace of ruthlessness left on his face. "Still not working? Who could have expected that your spiritual power is this strong, actually repelling me once more, reflecting damage back at me. Looks like, I need to first let you taste the all-consuming pleasure of the body before you¡¯ll be willing to submit to me." That said, he began to take off his clothes. Luo Lang¡¯s irises contracted, and his pearl-white teeth bit down harshly on his own lips. He was trying to use pain to chase away the effects of the anaesthetic, desperately circting the Qi-Jin in his body, hoping that he would be able to recover enough Qi-Jin for a final suicide attack. Yes. Luo Lang was prepared to die with his enemy in his attempt; he would not suffer this humiliation ... Within the yawning emptiness in his body, Luo Lang suddenly sensed the presence of internal energy again. Pleasant surprise shed through Luo Lang¡¯s eyes, but very quickly, his expression changed once more, the initial paleness of his face being reced by a rosy flush. "Haha, you¡¯re feeling it now, right? This is some ultra-potent aphrodisiac. It will make you beg me to give it to you again and again, turning you into aplete slut ..." Shi Mingyi beganughing gleefully at the sight. He was just about to rip off the clothes on the lower half of Luo Lang¡¯s body when a frigid aura enveloped the entire room ... "How dare you!" A cial voice rang out by Shi Mingyi¡¯s ear, instantly dousing Shi Mingyi¡¯s zing fires of lust with a deluge of ice-cold water, cooling him down rapidly. Meanwhile, on the bed ... Luo Lang, who had been nning to kill himself along with his captor, had relieved joy shining from his eyes. His line of sight had coincidentally shifted to look up at the mirror on the ceiling, and from its reflection, he could see a stony and stately figure standing at the curtain by the door ¡ª it was Ling Lan! "Boss ..." Luo Lang cried out emotionally. His eyes turned red uncontrobly, as his heart full of rage, sorrow and despair instantly melted into a pool of tender emotions. So this was Boss, his boss that deserved his loyalty and trust ... he hade at this most critical moment to save him. Shi Mingyi whipped his head around in shock, and seeing that familiar figure before his eyes, his expression shifted as he called out, "Ling Lan! It¡¯s you ..." He reflexively looked towards the area behind Ling Lan. He had clearly set a passcode ¡ª didn¡¯t Lu Yong-guang say before that no one would be able to crack the lock, and would only be able to break down the door by force to enter? How then had the other snuck in without a sound? Without him sensing anything at all? "You¡¯ve made me angry ... you, have to pay the price for your transgressions!" Ling Lan¡¯s face was a sheet of ice, for she had seen Luo Lang¡¯s current state. The killing intent in her heart waxed thicker. The blood-soaked killing intent concealed deep within her body all this while abruptly exploded out into the room, instantly dominating the entire space. Qi Long, Luo Lang and the other littlepanions who had grown up alongside Ling Lan held special ces in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. Ling Lan took care of them like her own younger brothers ¡ª in fact, in Ling Lan¡¯s heart, they were even like sons to her ¡ª the emotions she invested in them were beyond the norm. Ling Lan¡¯s killing intent was extremely dense now, but she controlled it skilfully, not allowing any bit to leak out of the room. As the main target of the killing intent, Shi Mingyi instantly felt himself plunged into a crimson world. Countless knives of light and swords of shadow hurtled towards him ¡ª he felt himself being pierced by these countless phantom des, but also felt his limbs being sliced off bit by bit, his gut dissected, and his heart torn out, but he could not die. He watched helplessly as his body, his innards, were finally reduced to a puddle of bloody water, which then vanished without leaving a trace. This was not only physical agony ¡ª it was also a spiritual torment. There was a moment where he even wanted to end his life by biting his tongue off, unwilling to bear this endless suffering any longer 6 ... In reality, he had really bitten his tongue. However, perhaps because he did not have enough strength, or perhaps he did not really want to die in his subconscious mind, for although he had bitten his tongue, he had only wounded it and not severed itpletely. Still, this allowed him to stumble onto an escape by chance ¡ª the intense pain shook him out of the illusion of hellish torment, to return to reality. However, even so, the power which had crashed onto him from the start had still caused internal injury to Shi Mingyi. The moment he regained awareness, ance of blood spurted from his mouth, and his entire body wavered on his feet. At this time, Shi Mingyi could already tell that he was no match at all for Ling Lan. He had some understanding with regards to force of presence. He knew that it was one of the abilities one gained in thete stages of Qi-Jin. He had studied it and formed it himself ¡ª it would push a crushing pressure onto the intended target, effectively subduing them. He had never before encountered such a formidable embodiment of presence however. Its power was not only presented on a physical ne, but also on a spiritual one. If he had not stumbled onto a way out of its effect by chance, he might have been trapped in its endless torments until he died. Shi Mingyi knew that he had misstepped this time. Who knew that the seemingly easily bulliable Luo Lang actually had such a powerful boss behind him? Shi Mingyi did not want to die, so he decided to use hisst resort ... "Boss Ling, I think this is a misunderstanding." Shi Mingyi tolerated the pain in his mouth, forcing a stiff smile onto his lips. Ling Lan quirked a brow at these words. "Oh?" She had sensed a strange tendril of spiritual power trying to invade her spiritual domain. This should be a type of spiritual attack, but it was not one Ling Lan was familiar with. It did not cause any difort, and seemed exceedingly harmless. Of course, Ling Lan would not permit any strange spiritual power to just invade into her spiritual domain. With a swift spiritual shake, she crushed this cord of spiritual power. Sure enough, the moment Ling Lan destroyed this cord of spiritual power, Shi Mingyi¡¯s body jerked, his already pale face bing even paler, losing all trace of blood. She even saw the other¡¯s eyebrows lock tightly together, the muscles on his face spasming. It looked like the rebound force had been extremely powerful ¡ª the other had not been able to bear it without reacting. "Little Four, what spiritual power is this?" Ling Lan was curious, so she asked Little Four within the mindspace. Little Four immediately answered, "This is a type of mid-level awakened innate talent, Mesmerise!" Sensing Ling Lan¡¯s confusion, he exined, "It¡¯s actually what you call ¡¯hypnotism¡¯ in your world. With this ability, a person can beguile another to change how they view them ..." Little Four silently wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead ¡ª luckily, he still had nine instructors to be his solid backup, otherwise he would not have been able to borate anything on this kind of mysterious awakened innate talent ... Ling Lan¡¯s initially tepid face became frigid once more ¡ª this type of ability in the hands of such a scumbag ... how many innocent people had suffered at his hands? In an instant, Ling Lan decided to rid the other of this innate talent. Shi Mingyi found that his Hypnotism had backfired on him, and felt a surge of despair. He knew now that the other was most likely someone with a mental spiritual mutation, able to defend against this ability of his, just like Luo Lang. He was not content to just give up and be captured, so when he saw Ling Lan appear to be thinking about something, he leapt forwards with a spring of his right foot, pouncing towards Luo Lang on the bed, nning to grab Luo Lang to use as a hostage ... As long as Luo Lang was in his hands and the opponent became afraid to act, it would give him the chance to sound the rm in Tianji¡¯s headquarters and he would be able to live! Yes, he did not want to die ... because he had seen the boundless killing intent within the opponent¡¯s eyes! "You¡¯re asking for it!" Seeing Shi Mingyi try to grab Luo Lang in a final desperate bid for survival, Ling Lan growled furiously. Following this sound, Shi Mingyi¡¯s darting body crashed onto the ground. A powerful spiritual charge had been sent straight at his brain ¡ª he only felt his brain being struck harshly, and then there was a soft ¡¯st¡¯ as if his brain had split open, and he fell unconscious. Ling Lan¡¯s figure shifted and she was instantly by Luo Lang¡¯s side. She asked, "Luo Lang, how do you feel?" "I¡¯m okay, Boss! I just feel weak." Despite the red flush suffusing Luo Lang¡¯s face ¡ª the aphrodisiac in his body already beginning to show effect ¡ª because it was still in the early stages, he could still bear it. He was extremely ashamed about how he had been captured so easily, finally even needing to trouble Boss Lan toe save him. "Anaesthetic?" Ling Lan scanned Luo Lang¡¯s body, and found that the anaesthetic had already mostly run its course. As long as they waited patiently, Luo Lang would return to normal, but there was still another extremely strange agent within Luo Lang¡¯s body. "What is this?" Ling Lan was rather puzzled. "Boss, Luo Lang has been dosed with an aphrodisiac." Little Four had described Luo Lang¡¯s condition to the instructors of the learning space. When he had told Instructor Number Nine, she had kicked him right out of her space, while Instructor Number Five had only reacted with a sleazy and lecherous smile. Fortunately, Instructor Number Four had taken pity on him and secretly told him the answer ... but, what was this thing called an aphrodisiac? Little Four decided to rifle through his databases to find out. "What?! Aphrodisiac?!" The veins on Ling Lan¡¯s head popped out in anger. She swept a freezing gaze at the unconscious Shi Mingyi lying on the ground, and unhesitatingly lifted a foot to stomp heavily on the other¡¯s unprotected back. She ground her heel mercilessly into his back for a moment, and the cracking sounds of bones breaking could be heard. Shi Mingyi¡¯s backbone had been pulverized by Ling Lan 7 . "Is there an antidote? Little Four, search the scene." Ling Lan ordered as she broke the chains holding down the wounded Luo Lang. Chapter 278: Little Four Takes Action! Chapter 278: Little Four Takes Action! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Little Four saw many buttons at the head of the bed and so infiltrated into the system. Very soon, he had found that safe of Shi Mingyi¡¯s which contained so many agents. Opening it, he discovered that aside from the antidote for the anaesthetic, the other agents were all myriad types of arousal-enhancing agents, which were collectively known as aphrodisiacs. Little Four had already found the description of aphrodisiacs in his database. With a troubled expression, he said in the mindspace, "Boss, it seems like there are no antidotes for aphrodisiacs. The only antidote is to find him a woman ... but this whole academy is all boys, you are the only girl." Seeing Ling Lan sweep a fierce re in his direction, Little Four quickly ducked his head and muttered at his fingers, "Of course, if that¡¯s really out of the question, it¡¯s also fine to find a man for him ..." ording to the database, there were cases where men helped men to clear out the aphrodisiac, although, Little Four really did not understand why the antidote had to involve males and females ... the innocent Little Four still did not really understand what was meant by the carnal pleasures of love. "You can just stop giving those rotten ideas of yours," huffed Ling Lan in exasperation. Right then, Luo Lang struggled to sit up, and tolerating the difort of his body, he said to Ling Lan, "Boss, I¡¯m fine." Luo Lang did not want to hold his boss back at this dangerous moment. Ling Lan threw a nce at Luo Lang¡¯s trembling legs ¡ª in this state, could he really follow her to charge out of Tianji headquarters? Ling Lan did not think Luo Lang could really do it. Perhaps sensing Ling Lan¡¯s distrust, Luo Lang bit gently at his lower lip, face determined as he said, "Boss, believe me, I can do it!" He, Luo Lang, would not lose to anaesthetic, and he also would not lose to this ridiculous aphrodisiac ... Luo Lang¡¯s determination made Ling Lan sigh internally. Although Luo Lang looked like the most delicate one among all herpanions, the stubbornness and aggression in his bones were no less than Qi Long¡¯s ¡ª it could be said that the other members of the team were a bracket weaker than him in this respect. Ling Lan believed that if she really permitted Luo Lang to follow behind her, even if he pushed himself till he was littered with injuries, Luo Lang would still stubbornly keep pace behind her as long as he remained conscious. What a little fellow who tugged at one¡¯s heartstrings ... Ling Lan could only nod and say, "Understood!" Ling Lan¡¯s reply made a smile bloom on Luo Lang¡¯s face ¡ª Boss was still willing to believe in him ... Right at that moment, Ling Lan darted forwards, and before Luo Lang could react, she had already pinched the back of Luo Lang¡¯s neck forcefully. With a trace of iprehension in his eyes, Luo Lang fell unconscious. Ling Lan¡¯s left arm reached out and tugged, pulling Luo Lang easily into her embrace, her lips parted to say softly, "Silly little fellow, isn¡¯t it much more convenient if I carry you?" 1 "Ah~ah~ah~ah~ah~! Boss, you actually gave away your first virgin hug to this brat Luo Lang!" Little Four went utterly berserk at this sight. I mean, this was Boss Lan¡¯s first hug! He had originally set it so that he, Little Four, would be the one to receive it ... why had this brat taken it away now? At this moment, filled with envy-jealousy-hate, Little Four was unbelievably resentful at how backward the technology of this world was, actuallycking any physical constructs which an intelligent bio-entity could inhabit and use. Otherwise, he would long have taken Boss¡¯s first hug for himself. "Shut your mouth. My first hug has long ago been given to Mum ..." Little Four¡¯s words rendered Ling Lan somewhat speechless. Wasn¡¯t her mum the first to hug her right after she was born? It should be ... right? Ling Lan was a little uncertain. "It doesn¡¯t count for the same gender. It must be for the opposite sex. The opposite sex, you hear me? And also, it must be you, Boss, who initiates the hug." Little Four objected stubbornly, insisting that Mummy Lan¡¯s hugs did not count. "Then, it still would not be Luo Lang. My first hug has already been taken by Dad," Ling Lan calmly revealed the truth to Little Four. The thing he was obsessing over had long been given out long ago. Little Four was stunned. "Howe I didn¡¯t know about this?" "At that time, you were alreadypletely bowled over by Dad ... you could see nothing else but him," said Ling Lan disdainfully. Every time Little Four saw Ling Xiao, he would be a crazy fan, with not one whit of the level-headedness so-called intelligent bio-entities should have. Ling Lan once again confirmed that this Little Four was definitely a factory reject. Ling Lan even suspected that Little Four had only been able to appear in the primitive Earth of her previous life because the person who had created Little Four had not been able to ept this wed product. Based on the ¡¯out of sight, out of mind¡¯ mantra, had that person thrown Little Four into a primitive dimension for him to live and die as fate decreed? Ling Lan felt that this hypothesis was very reasonable ¡ª when Little Four sensed Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts, he was sent spiralling into a tantrum. He vehemently objected to this preposterous theory, insisting that he, Little Four, was a special intelligence entity that was truly one of a kind among the celestial and mortal realm. He hoped that Ling Lan would properly cherish him, this omnipotent follower ... Of course, Ling Lan had already gotten used to this behaviour of Little Four¡¯s ¡ª when she was younger, she would still end up resorting to ¡¯domestic violence¡¯ out of sheer aggravation, but now, she had be extremely indifferent to it, calm and unruffled in the face of it. Ling Lan felt that Little Four deserved a lot of credit for her ckface-fu 2 being so strong; without his antics day after day, year after year, helping her to train up her heart and tolerance, she would not have been able to maintain it so well. Just like this, under Little Four¡¯s raging frenzy, Ling Lan hefted Luo Lang over her shoulder. As she left, she did not forget to stomp mightily several times over Shi Mingyi¡¯s body. Ling Lan was not purely venting her rage ¡ª these few stomps carried her unique Qi-Jin. It could be said that without some peerless expert¡¯s help in driving out this energy from the other¡¯s body, even if Shi Mingyi¡¯s shattered bones were treated and healed, he would not be able to stand up again. When Ling Lan left Shi Mingyi¡¯s room, Little Four subsided from his initial frenzied state into extreme calmness. Eyes bright, he asked, "Boss, can I act now?" They had nned things this way from the start ¡ª after they had rescued Luo Lang, all the surveince equipment within Tianji¡¯s headquarters, along with the exclusive mainframe belonging to Tianji headquarters, would be open game for Little Four. He could y with them however he liked ¡ª though of course, the condition being that whatever he did would not be traced back to the New Cadet Regiment ... "Yup, and don¡¯t forget to find out who were those involved in Luo Lang¡¯s kidnapping." Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up slightly, her eyes endlessly cold, "Luo Lang¡¯s abduction never happened. You know what to do." "Kill them all?" Little Four was thrilled by these words ¡ª Ling Lan had always forbidden him from acting overtly in the virtual world; he had actually felt very constrained. Mind you, his greatest talentsid in the virtual world, where he could determine whether everyone lived or died ... "No, there¡¯s no need for that. Those scum are not worthy for my Little Four tomit this crime. You only need to crush their spiritual selves and that¡¯ll do ..." Ling Lan said to Little Four within the mindspace as she stroked his head tenderly, though the words she spouted were exceedingly vicious. Little Four might not understand yet, but at times, living was a fate worse than death! "Got it, Boss, leave it to me ..." Little Four cast down these words and then went off toplete his task and ¡¯kill¡¯ some people. Ling Lan stared at the spot in the mindspace where Little Four had disappeared. Her emotions were aplicated jumble ... she did not know whether this decision of hers was too cruel. After all, destroying another¡¯s spiritual self was equal to turning the other into an idiot. Shi Mingyi¡¯s brain-space had been crushed by her, so it was confirmed that he would be a handicapped idiot when he woke up again. She did not regret this, even thinking that leaving him with his life was already a mercy. However, those other people she had set Little Four after were only aplices. Other than participating in Luo Lang¡¯s abduction, they had not done too many bad things ... At this time, Ling Lan could feel Luo Lang¡¯s body on her shoulder bing hotter and hotter, and that trace ofpassion and hesitance in her heart vanished. Indeed, those people might have only been aplices, but if not for them, would Shi Mingyi alone have been able to capture Luo Lang? If Luo Lang was destroyed by this ... At this thought, Ling Lan could not stop herself from mming a fist into a wall. Her hidden energy flowed from her hand into the wall, spreading out into the surrounding area, creating countless cracks inside the wall. As Ling Lan¡¯s strength was released in an extremely skilful manner, there was not a trace of the internal damage on the surface of the wall. The coldness in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes grew thicker; she decided she would be true to her heart. She could not bear the oue of losing Luo Lang, and so could not find it within herself to forgive those people. Therefore, they needed to pay the price for this current situation. Those who harmed her brothers, she would make them pay the price in blood. If not, how could she face thoserades of hers who trusted her and loved her? For this reason, even if her hands became stained with blood and sin, she was willing to sully them. ******** Right then, in the initially quiet monitoring room of Tianji headquarters, a shocked cry rang out suddenly, "What happened? Why is my screen here ck?" The staff on-duty within headquarters discovered the strange state of his monitoring channel, and instantly leapt up in shock. "Me too over here. The screen¡¯s ck too!" Another monitor shouted as well. "I can¡¯t see anything here now either!" The monitoring room was instantly in a state of panic. "Don¡¯t panic, check the mainframe system immediately," ordered the on-duty leader calmly. Following this order, everyone in the room began to move. They all attempted their own methods to try and connect with the mainframe system, but found to their dismay that nothing worked. They just could not contact the mainframe system ¡ª it was as if the mainframe had been sealed off. "Leader, I have no response here!" One team member shouted out, his face drenched with sweat. "Me too, over here, there¡¯s no way in!" Another team member lowered his hands in frustration. No matter how many times he tried to connect to the mainframe, the signals he sent were like rocks sinking into the ocean. "Not good, it¡¯s a hacker attack. Cut all connections with the mainframe. Activate the secondary A.I. system." The leader seemed toe to some conclusion, his face paling drastically. He hurriedly instructed his team members to cut off all headquarters¡¯ terminal connections with the mainframe which had been invaded. After that, he would be able to activate the secondary A.I. to take over all the surveince systems and safety measures within headquarters. "Yes, Leader!" The leader¡¯s orders rallied the team members¡¯ spirits. It was true that they had not run out of options yet ¡ª they still had the backup secondary A.I. system. As long as they could hold out for the duration of time needed for it to activate, they would be able to guarantee that Tianji headquarters remained properly safeguarded. However, after they had manually cut off the mainframe¡¯s electrical supply and activated the secondary A.I., they found that the situation remained unchanged. All of the equipment were still in a frozen state, unable to be used ... "Leader, what now?" One of the team members looked to be younger than the rest, and he actually began to sob uncontrobly. If any great incident urred while their systems were incapacitated, the consequences of failure would be too much for all of them to bear. "Relying on us alone will not be enough. Quickly, go gather all the hacker members in the n and get them toe here to the monitoring room ..." At this time, the team leader could no longer remain calm. Sweat poured from his forehead, dripping off it like rain. Chapter 279: Domain Master? Chapter 279: Domain Master? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Yes, Leader!" The team members quickly turned on their respectivemunicators, thinking to contact the hackers in their Tianji Mecha n. However, they soon found that theirmunicators were all dead. "Themunicators cannot make external contact ..." This realisation made the faces of all the team members change drastically. They, who had initially already calmed down after receiving their leader¡¯s orders, began to panic and lose control of themselves again,pletely at a loss on what they should do. This was not something any ordinary hacker could do ¡ª mind you, taking control of a student¡¯s personalmunicator was not that simple. The hacker would need to break through the defences of the S-tier mainframe of the military academy and obtain all its administrative rights; only then would they be able to control themunicators of the cadets. Could it be that the one attacking Tianji headquarters was a god-ss hacker? "How could this be?" The team leader jumped up in fright at his team members¡¯ words. He began examining hismunicator in disbelief, and found that it was truly as his team members had said ¡ª hismunicator waspletely unresponsive. "No. This type of ability, even if it were the number one hacker of our school, Leiting¡¯s Lin Zhidong, he would not be able to do this ... could it be that this attack is from the outside?" The team leader¡¯s face went dark at this thought. No matter how powerful an attack was from inside the school, it was still just inside the school ¡ª there would be no real harm to the military academy¡¯s mainframe. However, if the attack was an external one, their school would be in danger! He said anxiously, "You all continue trying to login to the mainframe, I¡¯ll go find the instructors ..." Such a formidable hacker attack ¡ª only the instructors would have the power to save them. That said, the team leader rushed out of the monitoring room, prepared to go find the instructors of the hacker specialization and report what was happening here. If his guess was right, this attack was very likely a sinister plot of an outside faction targeted at the military academy ¡ª their Tianji was just unluckily the spot they chose to infiltrate from. Meanwhile, at this time, with Luo Lang over her shoulder, Ling Lan was swiftly making her way across the 4th floor corridors. Every 20 to 30 metres, Ling Lan would smack a palm at the wall. This action seemed extremely casual, and did not appear from the outside to cause any damage to the wall. However, Ling Lan herself knew that the spots where she had chosen to hit were all the main structural points of support of this building. When she hade, she and Little Four had already discussed beforehand that Little Four would be in charge of destroying all the surveince facilities here, while she would demolish the entire building. She wanted the Tianji Mecha n to fall from their perch in the clouds into a pit of dust and ashes. Once they were no longer the lofty 2nd faction of the school, they would no longer have the wherewithal tomit any more dirty criminal acts. Besides, Little Four had already given Ling Lan the blueprints of this building before she had even entered it. On the map, he had even thoughtfully provided several spots which were most appropriate for Ling Lan to attack. After finishing with the 4th floor, Ling Lan immediately chose to go downstairs. After ambushing several patrolmen in the stairwell who were cking off with a cigarette break, she sessfully came to the second floor, and then continued with her demolition work. Right then, Little Four suddenly began to shout excitedly, "Boss, I¡¯ve found Lu Yong-guang!" After Little Four had destroyed the mainframe of the Tianji headquarters and all the surveince equipment, he had begun searching for those people who had helped Shi Mingyi abduct Luo Lang, and very quickly, he had found that the biggest culprit was Lu Yong-guang. If he had not used the treatment centre to send a fake message to Luo Lang, Luo Lang would not have gone there, and what happened next would never have happened. "Destroy him!" Ling Lan replied clinically. Having decided on her personal code of honour, Ling Lan¡¯s way of acting became even more cold and resolute. "Roger that, Boss!" answered Little Four excitedly. He could finally show off his amazing skills to his boss. The initially cute steamed bun-face of Little Four stretched as he opened his mouth wide. Two sharp fangs began to grow out from within it, and the area around his marble-round eyes began to turn bruised and mottled as his face became paler and paler, in stark contrast to his lips which were as vibrantly crimson as fresh blood. ¡¯Thwack!¡¯ A strong finger-flick sent Little Four¡¯s gruesome head bending back. Face dark, Ling Lan said, "What the hell are you doing? Who are you trying to scare with this demonic appearance?" Little Four appearing with such a demonic aura without any warning ... no matter howposed Ling Lan was, she could not help a shudder from coursing through her heart. D*mnit, since she was a kid, she had never liked watching horror films. Little Four was flicked back to his original form by Ling Lan ¡ª seeing Ling Lan¡¯s angry expression, Little Four quickly covered his head with his arms and scurried away, er, no, went off to carry out his task of ¡¯killing people¡¯ ... ******** Right then, Li Lanfeng, who was in the military academy¡¯s virtual world revising his training courses, suddenly felt an extremely familiar yet horrifying energy explode within the virtual world. His spectre energy was ring violent warnings at him, and had automatically activated itself to form a powerful defensive shield. "This is spectre energy. How is this possible?" Li Lanfeng stared in the direction of where the explosion originated from, his face filled with disbelief. He knew very well that this energy hade from within the military academy, otherwise he would not have sensed it so acutely. This energy was something only spectres could sense ¡ª could it be that there was another spectre hidden within the military academy? An extremely cold and unfeeling face emerged in Li Lanfeng¡¯s mind ... could it be him? Only he had given Li Lanfeng the vibe that he could be kin, but Li Lanfeng just could not be sure. This explosion of energy ¡ª did it prove Ling Lan was also a spectre like him? Could that person be hispanion? At this thought, Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart pounded, so hard that it almost seemed as if it would leap out of his throat. His heart, which had been so lonely all this time, could not help but yearn for this, just like when he had encountered that rabbit seven years ago. ******** Lu Yong-guang, who was in the virtual world searching for information, was currently ecstatic. He had obtained the 2nd-tier warrant of vice regimentmander Shi 1 as he had wanted. To get this, he had done quite a number of questionable things, but the rewards were bountiful. Lu Yong-guang felt that it was very worth it ¡ª heaven destroys those who do not look out for themselves, after all. This 2nd-tier warrant entitled him to withdraw a 2nd-tier resource from the Tianji Contribution Department. The types of 2nd-tier resource were abundant ¡ª in order to avoid wastage, he had decided to first do some research in the virtual world, so that he would be able to make the best choice and select a resource most appropriate for himself. Just as he was reading all the materials he had gathered with relish, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of danger rise within his heart. Before he could react, he felt a tremendous force steamrolling over his body ... Lu Yong-guang felt his consciousness fading, his vision bing blurry and unfocused, and then everything turnedpletely ck as he finally became fully unconscious. If there had been anyone by Lu Yong-guang¡¯s side, they would have found that Lu Yong-guang¡¯s body in the virtual world was slowly disappearing. This was distinctly different from the typical log-off process, where a person would turn into a sh of white light and disappear swiftly from the virtual world. Instead, this was a slow process ¡ª his body was disintegrating slowly, bing countless small particles which drifted into the air, finally bing a slight breeze within the virtual world to disappear without a trace. Meanwhile, Lu Yong-guang¡¯s real body, lying in a virtual world login device, never ever opened his eyes again. He had be a vegetable. Little Four hated how the other had abetted evil for his own greed, and thus had not shown any mercy. He had crushed the other¡¯s awarenesspletely, not even giving him the chance to live as a simpleton. As for the other people involved, Little Four still obeyed Ling Lan¡¯s directive. He only destroyed part of their brain region, leaving thatst thread of awareness. In other words, they would still wake up, but they could only live the rest of their lives as durds. When Ling Lan was about to finish her sabotage of the 2nd floor, Little Four returned to Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace afterpleting his tasks. "Boss, all done!" said Little Four smugly, his hand raised in a victory sign. However, he was still rather regretful that his boss had not been there to witness his great prowess in the virtual world. Little Four secretly decided that if there was a chance in future, he would definitely make sure Boss got to see how he killed and tormented those scumbags in the virtual world with her own eyes. He would let Boss truly understand the meaning behind his status of god of the virtual world. "Alright, now it¡¯s my turn." In the blink of an eye, Ling Lan returned to the central area of the 2nd floor. She raised one hand and shouted, "Domain, activate!" 2 A half step to Domain was enough to allow her to activate her Domain for a few seconds. Although it might be ineffective in neutralizing opponents due to how briefly it could be used, it was more than enough to demolish this building which had already been structurally weakened by her ... Right then, the entire space about 10 metres around Ling Lan had be her Domain, and then Ling Lan could be heard to roar, "Explode!" Violent explosions answered her cry, beginning from the Domain area furthest from Ling Lan. Since the person controlling the Domain was Ling Lan, in order to guarantee Luo Lang¡¯s safety, Ling Lan had chosen the safest sequence of explosion. Following the activation of the first explosion, Ling Lan¡¯s figure was like a streak of light, passing by the corridors of the 2nd floor in a sh. At the end of the corridor was a window ¡ª right before she would crash into it, Ling Lan¡¯s readied palm pushed out forcefully, sending a surge of invisible energy at it, shattering the ss panes of the window into smithereens. And at the moment Ling Lan broke the ss, she leapt down from the second floor with Luo Lang. With a soft touch of her feet on a branch outside, she flew off in a sprint, leaving the Tianji headquarters without a sound, vanishing without a trace in an instant. Meanwhile, violent explosions began to rock Tianji headquarters. Several minutester, the entire Tianji building could no longer withstand the destructive power of the explosions, copsing in on itself, and the people on duty inside could be seen rushing out amidst horrified wails and howls. Of course, this did not ount for those who did not manage to escape in time. Those people were trapped within the ruins, but with the abilities of any student of the First Academy, even if they were trapped under rubble, they would not die. Ling Lan¡¯s use of the immense power of half step into Domain to blow up the entire building startled several old beasts 3 who had beenying dormant within the school all this time. They charged over to the scene as soon as they could, hiding in the shadows, trying to sense the remaining energy signature to try and see which tough customer had done this ... "Actually a Domain stage? This energy signature is very unfamiliar. I have never seen it before ... Hells, how did a foreign Domain stage master make their way randomly into the military academy?" When they confirmed the energy signature was unfamiliar, they could not help but look at one another, all of them equally shocked. They, who had always taken pride in the fact that the military academy¡¯s defences were no weaker than that of the Federation¡¯s military headquarters, felt deeply burned by this scene before their eyes. "Looks like, the other has already left." After closely investigating the scene, they did not sense any presence of the Domain master remaining in the area. Chapter 280: The Aftermath! Chapter 280: The Aftermath! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr These few old beasts were filled with worry, unsure whether this Domain master was still within the school nning his next act of destruction. What bothered them even more was ¡ª for what reason had the othere to the military academy to do such a thing? Also, were the defensive capabilities of the military academy really as foolproof as they had imagined? If it were, then how in the world had this Domain master gotten in? They just could not figure it out, and so one of them said, "Let us return and discuss this with the principal!" This suggestion was agreed upon by all those present. They might not be overly clear on what was going on in the academy, but the principal of the school should know better. Perhaps he would be able to give them an answer. They left as quietly as they hade ¡ª no one else at the scene even knew that some supreme strong masters had been there to investigate the scene. ******** The emergency assistance system of the military academy was extremely efficient. It had not even been 5 minutes since the building had copsed when the first batch of relief workers had rushed to the scene, beginning to rescue the students trapped within the rubble ... Right then, Ling Lan, who was already far from the scene, was sitting with Luo Lang in a hover car, swiftly flying towards the destination that Little Four had set. At the very moment those old beasts had appeared, that was when Ling Lan had gotten into the hover car and left. If she had beenter by just one second, she might have been caught by those old beasts. No matter howposed she was normally, Ling Lan could not help but feel cold sweat running down her back at this time. It was unexpected that this seeminglyid-back academy actually had so many powerful masters holding the fort 1 . Luckily, she had escaped swiftly enough with Little Four¡¯s spot-on assistance ¡ª any bit of error, and she would have be a turtle in a jar 2 . Of course, Ling Lan had already taken precautions against this right from the start. She was well aware that there would definitely be some super strong masters holding the fort inside the military academy ¡ª even the Central Scout Academy already had a few Domain masters in-house, not to mention the First Men¡¯s Military Academy 3 . Thus, Ling Lan had made arrangements beforehand, choosing to begin running the moment the first explosion was set off. Reality proved that her decision was correct. Escaping by the skin of their teeth, Little Four breathed out a great gust of relief. With some remnant fear, he patted his little chest and said, "Gosh, Boss, that was too close! I can¡¯t believe we really managed to escape right under the noses of those Domain masters." "It¡¯s all thanks to you, Little Four, for finding the best escape path, as well as getting a hover car here in time." Ling Lan could not help but pat the hover car they were riding, filled with admiration at Little Four¡¯s urate calction ability. Even if she had run at full strength, without Little Four¡¯s wless coordination in getting this hover car here to cover them, she would not have been able to escape from the other side¡¯s powerful sensory range. She would certainly have left some energy vibrations of her own on the roads she travelled, and they would have been the evidence which would expose her. Praised by Ling Lan, Little Four joyfully pped his hands to his face and wriggled his bum, taking a good long while to calm down again. Then, he thought of those patrolmen who had been knocked unconscious by his boss, and could not help but ask worriedly, "Boss, will there be any problems with those people you knocked unconscious?" It was not that Little Four cared whether they lived or died ¡ª as an intelligent bio-entity, he had no feelings 4 ¡ª Little Four was just worried that his boss would be burdened by guilt if anything really happened to them. "They¡¯re fine. The supports of those areas where I stashed them, I did not sabotage. Even though the building copsed, those few rooms will be alright," replied Ling Lan evenly. Although she had destroyed the entire Tianji building in revenge, she would not let these uninvolved people die in the process. She was someone who clearly discriminated between justice and mercy. "Boss, you¡¯re really awesome! Actually nning so thoroughly." Little Four resolutely began sucking up, fully slipping into the role of a brown-nosingckey, fanning Ling Lan¡¯s mood even higher. It should be mentioned that, the moment Ling Lan seeded in destroying Tianji¡¯s headquarters, her mood had already be all kinds of amazing. In the meantime, those supreme masters of the school had already had a round of discussion with the principal, but still had not received a satisfactory answer. Very soon, another piece of news arrived ¡ª ording to the info they had gleaned from those members of the monitoring team of the Tianji Mecha n, before the building copsed, it was suspected that their Tianji headquarters had been hacked by an imperial level hacker. As more and more people were rescued out, a number of n members were found trapped in the wreckage who had had parts of their brains ravaged, leaving them as mentally-handicapped people. Among them, one member who was from the hacker specialization was gravely injured; he was reduced to a vegetable instantly. The Military Medical Research Centre determined that there was no possibility of him ever waking up again. The discovery of these people made the masters specte ¡ª in this incident, had there been a fearsome spectre involved as well? Three people with exceptional skills in their respective realms appearing at the same time at the military academy ... this possibility caused chills to run through those masters. Where in the world had these peoplee from? Which faction were they affiliated with? With their capabilities, they could have taken down the mainframe of the military academy if they wanted ¡ª why had they chosen to strike out at a group of a small faction within the school? For a time, all sorts of conspiracy theories ran rampant among the upper ranks of the military academy. There were even some who cast suspicion on the other military academies ¡ª they spected that the other schools were trying to affect their First Academy¡¯s results in the great assessment this time, and so had purposefully created this disruption. Those schools must have been trying to make the students panic and lose all mind to prepare for the exams, thus affecting the final test results and causing the First Academy to lose their secure spot at the top ... These spections received quite a significant degree of agreement from those of the upper ranks, leading them to spread their investigation out far and wide, indirectly helping Ling Lan out. Of course, there were still other possibilities being considered by the upper ranks of the administration, but no one even thought to consider the involvement of any cadets. In truth, there was indeed no one who would even suggest the possibility, for anyone who voiced this possibility would most probably beughed out of the room. Oh please, what do you take a Domain master for? And what of an imperial level hacker? How could a mere academy cadet be such a horrific existence? If they really were at that level, would they still need toe study at the military academy? They would have long been snatched away by the various army divisions ... As for the spectre? That was even more unimaginable. Mind you, anyone who possessed this kind of horrifying ability would have already been taken in as the secret weapon of the federal military since birth ¡ª how could they be hiding within the ranks of cadets in the academy? It had to be said that the upper ranks of the military academy were taking things a little for granted; sometimes, the truth just really happened to be those things that seemedpletely preposterous and impossible ... In order to settle the copse of the building this time and allow the students to prepare for the uing exams without any worries, the administration suppressed the entire incident. They also gave a usible exnation to those members of the Tianji Mecha n who had reported the attack by the imperial level hacker. They said that their investigations showed that this series of errors had urred because the military academy mainframe had malfunctioned. As for why the Tianji building copsed, they used the excuse of the building being too old, paired with ack of proper maintenance. Although this building had been built about 100 years or so ago, it should be known that the current passing standard of a building was at least 500 years. Using this kind of excuse, did it mean this building was constructed with tofu pulp? Regardless of whether the cadets believed it or not, or had anyints, the military academy stuck with their answer. The incident of the Tianji building copse was quelled just like that. Subsequently, the Tianji Mecha n suffered a great decline due to this incident. For a very long period of time, they did not recover. Meanwhile, the 3rd rank Wuji Mecha n and the 4th rank Doha Central Mecha n took advantage of the situation to challenge the Tianji Mecha n to a mecha n wagered fight, in order to fight for their ranking ... Lacking capable fighters, and with their morale low, the Tianji Mecha n lost both battles, aggrieved. They slid down from their position as 2nd faction straight to the 4th faction, bing theughingstock of the military academy for a stint. Under these circumstances, the Tianji Mecha n¡¯s Regiment Commander could only swallow this humiliation with silent resentment ... it was a shame that he did not know that the main culprit of Tianji¡¯s downfall was Ling Lan of the New Cadet Regiment ¡ª if he knew, he would most certainly have used all his strength for revenge. It should be said that Ling Lan¡¯s operation this time was very perfect. She had finished off every single person who had participated in Luo Lang¡¯s abduction, but the Tianji Mecha n had no clue that the source of all their woes was Luo Lang. She had kept Luo Lang out of this incident perfectly. All of Ling Lan¡¯s detailed nning was to protect Luo Lang. Even though Luo Lang had not suffered any significant damage, she did not wish for her beloved younger brother to be the sideshow of the military academy and be gossiped about. This would ce an unneeded burden on Luo Lang¡¯s spirit. Reality proved that Ling Lan¡¯s worries were not unfounded. After Shi Mingyi¡¯s innate talent had been destroyed by Ling Lan, those ¡¯lovers¡¯ of his who had been enthralled began to regain their rity of mind. When they recalled everything they had done, they were exceedingly appalled and regretful, as well as filled with a burning hatred for Shi Mingyi. If they had all been level-headed people with high tolerance and resilience, perhaps this matter would have blown over in silence. However, as luck would have it, there was a student with an extremely fragile soul among the group of victims. He could not take the humiliation, thinking that his life had been utterly ruined. That night, carrying an army knife he had created himself, he slipped into the treatment centre when the staff members were unguarded. He then dragged out Shi Mingyi from his healing pod and rapidly shed and hacked at him till he died beforemitting suicide. By the time a staff member found them, it was already toote. This incident raised a great uproar within the military academy, until the investigation team of the school found that student¡¯s suicide note and will in his dorm, thus revealing the truth of the matter. Subsequently, the spiritual mutation research instructor in the military academy specially looked up Shi Mingyi¡¯s spiritual mutation ability, and found that Shi Mingyi had the ability of hypnosis 5 . Only now did everyone see the true colours of Shi Mingyi. Because of this incident, the reputation of the Tianji Mecha n dropped once again ¡ª many members stated that they could not ept that one of their n¡¯s vice regimentmanders was a person like that, and chose to quit the mecha n. This was yet another nail in the coffin of the Tianji Mecha n. Of course, there were also some residual effects from these events. Among those ex-subordinates of Shi Mingyi, those of them who were good-looking were allbelled as ¡¯ brokeback 6 ¡¯, causing them to receive all kinds of strange looks within the academy. Other than one extremely tough and resilient cadet who managed to bear it all to graduate sessfully, the others all found various reasons to drop out and leave the school. It could be said that these excellent youths with their bright futures had all had their futures ruined by Shi Mingyi ... On the other hand, due to Ling Lan¡¯s conscientious nning, Luo Lang was not caught up in any of this. When Luo Lang regained his awareness, he was extremely grateful, and vowed silently to himself that he would repay Ling Lan¡¯s many instances of great kindness by dedicating his future to Boss Lan! Of course, all of this would ur only after Luo Lang was aware again. Right now, Ling Lan¡¯s great mood from demolishing Tianji¡¯s building was abruptly dampened, because she found that in the backseat of the hover car, Luo Lang¡¯s condition was deteriorating. Chapter 281: Resolution! Chapter 281: Resolution! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Despite being unconscious, Luo Lang¡¯s entire face was bing redder and redder, as his breathing became more and moreboured, and his body began to spasm. This meant that the aphrodisiac in Luo Lang¡¯s body was already in full swing. This caused the typicallyposed Ling Lan to be at a loss, unsure what she should do. Would dousing Luo Lang with cold water help? Having the barest knowledge of aphrodisiacs, Ling Lan could only be clueless 1 . Little Four could sense his boss¡¯s helplessness, and so quickly rushed off into the learning space to request assistance. Very soon, he returned to say happily, "Boss, Instructor Number One is looking for you." Ling Lan¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly instructed, "Little Four, take care of the hover car and Luo Lang ..." Before she was even done speaking, a ck vortex had appeared before her eyes, about to swallow her whole. F*ck, again?! Ling Lan¡¯s attention strayed for a split second, and she was pulled right into the learning space by Instructor Number One. ******** This was Instructor Number One¡¯s personal space. It was forever shaded by cloudy skies, a teau shrouded in clouds at the peak of the tallest mountain. As usual, Instructor Number One was sitting on the teau in solitude, resting his eyes as he meditated. Ling Lan appeared out of thin air behind Instructor Number One. Seeing Instructor Number One¡¯s figure, Ling Lan called out respectfully, "Instructor Number One, greetings!" Only then did Instructor Number One open his eyes and say dispassionately, "So you¡¯vee!" Ling Lan could not help but grumble internally ¡ª how much faker could these words be? Instructor Number One was the one who pulled her in here ... was it possible for Instructor Number One to not know when she wasing? "I heard Little Four say that one of your friends has been dosed with aphrodisiac?" Number One spared no mind to Ling Lan¡¯s opinion, asking her about the situation without beating around the bush. "Yes, Instructor Number One, can this aphrodisiac be cured?" Hearing what he had to say, Ling Lan¡¯s eyes lit up. Right, why had she forgotten toe ask the instructors in the learning space? Little Four¡¯s mind was still the quickest, thinking of this. Ling Lan firmly gave Little Four a mental thumbs up. "Aphrodisiacs have no antidote," replied Instructor Number One calmly. Ling Lan¡¯s gaze dimmed at these words ¡ª could she only watch as Luo Lang suffered? "However, that doesn¡¯t mean there is no solution," Instructor Number One continued to say. This caused Ling Lan¡¯s initially low spirits to perk up once more. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Instructor Number One, hoping that Instructor Number One would be able to tell her a good n. "Yourpanion¡¯s name is Luo Lang, right?" Instructor Number One did not seem to notice Ling Lan¡¯s impatience, actually beginning to stray from the topic. Ling Lan quickly replied, "Yes, Instructor Number One. What method exactly can we use to resolve the aphrodisiac in Luo Lang¡¯s body?" Please, the mes were alreadypping at their brows ... Instructor Number One, could you just be efficient and give a direct answer?! Instructor Number One¡¯s cold gaze swept over to stare at her, freezing Ling Lan¡¯s anxious impatience instantly, and her mind cleared. "Calmed down yet?" huffed Instructor Number One coldly, somewhat dissatisfied over Ling Lan¡¯s loss ofposure. "Sorry, Instructor Number One, I lost control of my emotions." Realising herpse, Ling Lan quickly bowed her head and admitted her fault. "Being concerned for apanion is not wrong, but remember, no matter when, you must keep calm. Otherwise, not only will you be unable to help your friend, you might even make things worse for them." Instructor Number One could understand Ling Lan¡¯s current anxious state of mind, but he could not condone it. On the battlefield, once one lost theirposure, not only would they destroy themselves, they would also drag their brother-in-arms down with them ¡ª this was uneptable. "Understood!" Ling Lan nodded. At this moment, her gaze was no longer lost and panicked; there was only cool rationality and determination in her eyes. Instructor Number One¡¯s icy stare was fixed on Ling Lan for several seconds. Under this stare heaped with pressure, Ling Lan did not retreat, staring right back at Instructor Number One with a steady gaze. "Remember what you¡¯ve said today!" Instructor Number One retracted his gaze in satisfaction, before continuing to say, "You¡¯ve forgotten that no matter how long you spend in the learning space, only a second would have passed outside. It won¡¯t dy you from saving your friend." Ling Lan bowed her head in shame; she had indeed forgotten about this. It was just as Instructor Number One had said ¡ª she had lost her mental bnce, her calm, and her judgment. This kind of weak disy was indeed worthy of a scolding. "I remember that, Luo Lang is the one who activated the innate talent Alter Ego, and has still not found a way to control it?" Instructor Number One saw that Ling Lan was already reflecting deeply on her mistake, and so continued with their previous topic. At this time, Ling Lan had already centred herself and was back to normal. She responded calmly, "Yes, Instructor Number One." This was also a problem that had been bothering her. She wanted to help Luo Lang, but really did not know where to start. It should be known that Luo Lang¡¯s innate talent was an excellent one, but it was just unfortunately out of control. It was like a double-edged sword; even as it cut the enemy, it would also cut its user. This was also why Ling Lan had always restricted Luo Lang from activating his innate talent before this. An unstable innate talent would not be acknowledged by either the military academy or the army divisions. "That is indeed a very good innate talent ..." At this point, Instructor Number One nced reflexively at Ling Lan, silently awed by how beloved Ling Lan was by the heavens. Even thepanions by her side had awakened such powerful innate talents. "If you want yourpanion to fully master this innate talent, this aphrodisiac incident is actually a great opportunity." Ling Lan¡¯s gaze brightened at these words, but remembering the instructor¡¯s previous counsel, she took in a deep breath and suppressed the emotional surge she felt, merely asking calmly, "May I request Instructor Number One to rify?" Instructor Number One nodded silently ¡ª this reaction of Ling Lan pleased him greatly. Thus, he did not make things difficult for Ling Lan any longer, directly stating the solution, "Find an enclosed space and let Luo Lang activate his innate talent. Within his innate talent, there should be one Transcendent Cold personality. As long as this personality can be brought to the surface, the aphrodisiac issue will be resolved." "Extremely frigid?" Ling Lan was rather perplexed ¡ª how could this particr personality nullify the aphrodisiac? "In fact, this will let him cut off all the seven emotions and six desires 2 , leaving him in an extremely cold and rational mode. As long as he can stay in this personality until the aphrodisiac has run its course, yourpanion will have safely ovee this hurdle," replied Instructor Number One. "Will there be anytent issues?" Ling Lan asked after some thought. She did not wish for Luo Lang to have any remnant problems from this method. "No, but in the process of activating the personality, you need to make sure that yourpanion retains his rationality. If the wrong personality is activated, you will need to beat it back so that another personality can be activated. And this point will require your strength to enforce. Based on your capabilities at a half step to Domain, you should have no problems," exined Number One, "Remember, you must keep him conscious. If it¡¯s not an aware personality, you must beat it back, until yourpanion manages to master how to activate his personalities while retaining his awareness." "Understood, Instructor Number One. Is there anything else I should watch out for? If there is nothing, I would like to return now and resolve this as soon as possible," said Ling Lan with a grim expression. Right now, her mind was most concerned over the problem of Luo Lang and the aphrodisiac. "Go. Once you are done helping yourpanion,e back and seek me out ..." Instructor Number One waved his hand, and Ling Lan was sent out of the learning space. The dim space once again subsided into silence. Instructor Number One sighed, his gazeplex, before once more closing his eyes. Several secondster, a tear suddenly appeared three metres behind Instructor Number One. A ravishingly beautiful woman in a uniform walked out of the tear ¡ª it was Instructor Number Four. Glumly, she whined, "Big Brother, why won¡¯t you let me teach her about sex? This is obviously a great chance. Not only can she help clear the poison from herpanion, she can also learn what is meant by the weaponry of women ..." "Now is still not the time. Ling Lan¡¯s Dominance Dao is gradually entering an optimum state. We cannot cause her heart to waver," said Number One coldly, " Besides, Ling Lan doesn¡¯t have any need for this type of weaponry 3 . You are only asked to always be prepared, just in case she cannot regain her female nature in the future ..." At this point in his speech, Instructor Number One¡¯s forehead was tightly creased. Even though Ling Lan¡¯s progress on her Dominance Dao was astounding, in direct contrast, the gentle grace unique to women had slowly faded away ... could this be the price of walking the Dominance Dao? "That would be such a shame. Ling Lan has such great qualities," said Instructor Number Four with a forlorn gaze. The supple flexibility of Ling Lan¡¯s body was truly marvellous ¡ª this was closely tied to Number Nine¡¯s efforts in cultivating her. It would allow Ling Lan to require only half the effort for double the effect when learning the arts of feminine wiles. She was an absolute high-quality jade ... it was such a pity she had no ce in her life right now for these arts toe into y. "If Ling Lan had not proven sessful on the other fronts, I would not stop you. But reality shows that her future will be brighter if she continues to walk the Dominance Dao." Instructor Number One¡¯s tone held steely conviction. Ling Lan was undoubtedly his most prized sessor; there was no other. "Since you, Number One, have said so, what can I do? But, when Ling Lan is done with her Dominance Dao, you won¡¯t be able to stop me anymore from teaching Ling Lan the arts of female seduction." Number Four cast these words down sulkily and then returned to her own space. She had just known her debut was not going to be so early. She still had so many years to wait! She dearly wished Ling Lan could grow up quicker ¡ª it would be best if she could arrive at that age where her heart would flower into the spring of love ... at that time, that bloody big brother could no longer prevent her from teaching Ling Lan the methods of women. Seeing Number Four vanish from his space, Instructor Number One took in a deep breath, calming down his ruffled emotions. Truly amazing ¡ª actually stealthily performing the art of allure right in front of his face without disying any signs. If his will had not been strong enough, he might really have found it difficult to resist ... Instructor Number One thought about how Ling Lan would also possess this type of allure skill in the future, andbine it with her current cold-domineering-swag aura ... Number One¡¯s brow creased tightly once more. Alright, so he just could not imagine what that result would be like, but somehow it did not seem that it would turn out that lovely. "Forget it, let¡¯s worry about it when wee to it." Instructor Number One was unexpectedly disying some Ah-Q mentality 4 ¡ª because he too could not bear to refuse Instructor Number Four and her passion for teaching so many times. In future, Ling Lan would just have to bear with it. Without knowing it, Ling Lan had been sold out by the Instructor Number One she deeply revered. Even someone as cold and unyielding as Instructor Number One had no choice but to give way a little when faced with the extraordinary charm and allure of Instructor Number Four. ******** Sure enough, Ling Lan was back in the hover car after only a second on the clock. Little Four said joyfully, "Boss, you¡¯re back? Have you found a solution?" Ling Lan nodded and said, "Yes, Little Four. Change destinations immediately. Head for thebat hall!" To find an enclosed space, the only option was the privatebat rooms at thebat hall. She did not forget to caution, "Little Four, do not leave any sign that we¡¯re going there." "Yes, Boss!" With that, the hover car silently changed directions and began flying rapidly towards thebat hall. Chapter 282: Bestial Personality! Chapter 282: Bestial Personality! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The hover car stopped not too far from thebat hall, and Ling Lan carried Luo Lang stealthily out of the car. Due to Little Four¡¯s intervention, this hover car had registered as an empty car on the academy mainframe all this while, going around the campus on its designated route. Just like that, Ling Lan snuck Luo Lang into thebat hall without anyone the wiser. Little Four had long found an empty privatebat room, so Ling Lan dashed straight into the room with Luo Lang over her shoulder and Little Four instantly sealed the doors shut behind them. Of course, on the records of the optical supeputer of thebat hall, the private room they were in was still listed as unupied. However, Little Four used some concealment methods to hide the room from being disyed among the other empty rooms. In other words, regardless of which list one looked in ¡ª upied or unupied rooms ¡ª they would be unable to find this private room Ling Lan and Luo Lang were in. Simrly, no one would notice one missing room among all the other hundred or so rooms, so this eliminated any chance of Ling Lan and Luo Lang being discovered. Knowing that Little Four had handled all the precautionary measures, Ling Lan set Luo Lang on the ground and reached out a hand to pat Luo Lang awake. "Boss, I feel terrible!" The moment Luo Lang woke up, he could feel his body burning up. He panted torturously, forcefully suppressing the need surging from deep within his body. Yes, he neededfort and relief, he wanted to take the person before him into his arms ... but this person was his most beloved and revered Boss Lan! Even if Luo Lang¡¯s whole being was screaming at him with want, he held himself back from pouncing at Boss Lan. Having impure thoughts about Boss Lan was an insult to his boss, Luo Lang felt. Of course, another reason was that Luo Lang believed pouncing forwards would be useless anyway ¡ª Boss Lan would surely smack him dead with one p ... Seeing that Luo Lang could still maintain some rationality even now, Ling Lan¡¯s heart eased. She had been most afraid that Luo Lang would have lost his mindpletely to the drug at this point, and so be unable to activate his innate talent. Ling Lan did not dare to dy; she quickly told the n to Luo Lang. Luo Lang¡¯s gaze brightened at her words ¡ª if he could solve hisck of control over his innate talent from this incident, his suffering would not have been in vain. So he said, "Do it. Boss, if I really lose my mind, hit me till I wake up ..." A trace of ruthlessness appeared in Luo Lang¡¯s eyes ¡ª he had always been willing to be harsh on himself. Even if his entire body became littered with wounds, he still wanted toplete this mission. How could he, Luo Lang, lose to such a trifle as this aphrodisiac? "Okay!" Ling Lan nodded solemnly in response. This moment did not permit her to be soft-hearted. Luo Lang pushed aside Ling Lan¡¯s hand which had reached out to help him up, climbing to his feet on his own waveringly. In order to hold back the roaring carnal urges within his body, his glossy red lips had been bitten through in several spots. Blood welled up from the wounds to flow downwards, falling onto smooth ivory skin to pool at the hollow of his neck, strangely beautiful in its own right. However, all of Ling Lan¡¯s and Luo Lang¡¯s attention was currently focused on receiving Luo Lang¡¯s personalities. Neither noticed the odd beauty of the scene. "Innate talent, activate!" Luo Lang used the remnants of his rational mind to activate his innate talent. Ling Lan saw the shaking figure of Luo Lang go still all of a sudden, and then a wild presence poured out from Luo Lang¡¯s body. This aura made Ling Lan frown slightly, a trace of disappointment in her eyes, because this was not the personality Ling Lan and Luo Lang were hoping for. However, Ling Lan¡¯s disappointment came and went in a sh. Luo Lang¡¯s innate talent was unstable ¡ª activating it for a specific personality was like drawing the lottery. If they had gotten it right in one go, now that would truly be miraculous. Luo Lang slowly raised his head. His initially clear eyes were now bloodshot ¡ª there was no longer any trace of Luo Lang¡¯s primary identity, only endless savagery and tant bestial desire remained in his gaze. He slowly opened his mouth wide, slipping out his tongue to lick at his bloody lips. This appearance clearly smacked of greed, but paired with Luo Lang¡¯s exquisitely beautiful face, the action actually gave Ling Lan a sense of flirtatious seduction. "F*ck!" Ling Lan could not help but curse internally. Who the heck was the real woman here?! The truly male Luo Lang doing such an erotic act ¡ª not only did it not cause revulsion in others, it even came off as extraordinarily mesmerising. At this moment, Ling Lan was hit hard by jealousy ... "Ah ..." Though Luo Lang¡¯s small face was currently as red as a plum, brimming with seductive allure, the sounding from his throat was the cry of a wild beast. That¡¯s right. This time, Luo Lang had awakened a bestial personality. It had no so-called rationality to speak of, only retaining the most basic bestial instincts. Luo Lang in this identity did not recognise any Boss Lan; he only wanted to eliminate this prey before him that made him feel threatened. Thus, he lunged forwards without hesitation, both hands reaching out savagely at what he felt were the fatal points of the other. Just as Ling Lan was about to activate her Domain and control Luo Lang, Ling Lan recalled Instructor Number One¡¯s reminder. She needed to beat back these uncontroble personalities of Luo Lang¡¯s. Erm ... beat back? Alright, she would just do it with her fists then. Ling Lan resolutely raised her fists and punched out fiercely, striking Luo Lang¡¯s thin andnky body full on. Luo Lang was sent reeling back with a ¡¯bam¡¯, his entire body crashing heavily to the ground. "The activation of the bestial personality has greatly increased the strength of Luo Lang¡¯s body. It¡¯s at least three times tougher than before. In the past, this level of power would have sent Luo Lang flying, but now, it is only enough to strike him down ..." Ling Lan looked at Luo Lang struggling up from the ground, and mentally began cataloguing the benefits this activated personality brought to Luo Lang. "Also, the endurance of his body has also increased by quite a bit. This punch of mine did not injure him." Luo Lang had already climbed up by this time, his lips curled in a growl in response to the pain of thatst hit, and then he leapt forwards once more. His speed and strength clearly showed that he was not at all affected by that first attack. It could even be said that the minor pain had made this personality of Luo Lang¡¯s even fiercer now. "Then, let¡¯s add on three times the strength. I don¡¯t believe I can¡¯t bring you down!" Ling Lan instantly increased the power behind her fists, once again sending a fist at Luo Lang and sending him flying. Yes, the horrific strength behind her fists this time had sent Luo Lang flying the moment the hitnded. Luo Lang was seen to crash into a wall and then slide down it to m into the ground. "Howl!" Pained cries spilled from Luo Lang¡¯s throat. This force had made him feel intense pain. Struggling, he tried to climb to his feet once more, his crimson eyes ring at Ling Lan before him, filled with brute ferocity and killing intent. The intense pain had caused Luo Lang¡¯s bestial instinct to be utterly berserk. "Still not submitting? Then I¡¯ll hit you till you submit 1 ." Ling Lan sniffed coldly and charged forwards with a clenched fist. Before Luo Lang could get up, she pressed Luo Lang into the ground and began pummelling him. Seeing this scene, Little Four¡¯s pair of little legs could not help but tremble violently ... Boo hoo hoo, Boss is really too savage! He is so scary 2 ! This unending set ofbination punches made the savage light in Luo Lang¡¯s eyes fade, his crimson eyes actually revealing a trace of meekness, as if begging for mercy. Ling Lan paused with her fists held high, harrumphed coldly, and said, "Do you submit?" "Awoo!" A vaguely stubborn cry escaped Luo Lang¡¯s mouth. Ling Lan¡¯s eyebrow quirked, and she punched down once more, forcefully. "Hooowl!" Luo Lang¡¯s bestial personality finally gave up and begged for mercy. This cry was unlike the one before ¡ª it carried an undertone of fawning. An idea sparked in Ling Lan¡¯s mind. She stopped her punches and ordered, "Let the primary identity out to talk to me. And don¡¯t you dare slip away. Otherwise, every single time youe out, I¡¯ll beat you!" Ling Lan¡¯s warning snuffed out all thoughts the bestial personality had of running away. He howled several more times pleading for mercy, and very soon one of Luo Lang¡¯s eyes changed noticeably. The originally wild red of that eye gradually cleared up. "Ugh, it hurts ... Boss, I¡¯m back?" Sure enough, Luo Lang¡¯s primary identity had returned. Seeing this, Ling Lan sighed in relief, then said, "Your other bestial personality should still be here. Try and control him a bit." That clear eye of Luo Lang¡¯s revealed pleasant surprise, while the other crimson eye narrowed, as if nning to resist. Ling Lan raised her fist without hesitation and punched right at that crimson eye. "Ouch!" Luo Lang sucked in a cold breath. Ling Lan had not held back for this punch ¡ª the intense pain of it made both of Luo Lang¡¯s personalities moan in pain. "I¡¯ve said before, don¡¯t try to run. Actually daring to disobey my order." Ling Lan red fiercely at that ckened panda-eyed crimson eye. Her icy gaze made the bestial personality no longer dare to rebel, obediently signifying its submission. "Luo Lang, this is a good chance. Control it quickly," Ling Lan quickly instructed Luo Lang. How could Luo Lang not understand at this point? Ling Lan was helping him to subdue this bestial personality. Without even thinking about it, within his spiritual realm, Luo Lang¡¯s primary identity charged without hesitation at the bestial personality beside him ... The bestial personality instinctively tried to fight back but was paralysed by an invisible force. It turned out that Ling Lan knew the bestial personality was hiding within that one red eye of Luo Lang¡¯s, and so she had released a bolt of spiritual power to press down on Luo Lang¡¯s crimson eye. Of course, fearing that she would harm Luo Lang¡¯s primary identity, she had not dared to use a spiritual charge. Unexpectedly, this move of Ling Lan¡¯s had unintentionally helped Luo Lang out, allowing him to sessfully take control of this bestial personality. The two personalities fought and tussled within Luo Lang¡¯s brain. Due to the pressure from Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power as well as the deep-seated fear the bestial personality now had over Ling Lan¡¯s previous pummelling ¡ª it was fearful that it would be beaten even worse if it defeated the primary identity ¡ª the bestial personality¡¯s fighting spirit was obviously weaker than the primary identity¡¯s. Under this panicked anxiety, its resistance grew weaker and weaker. In the end, the primary identity subdued itpletely, making it fully submissive to the primary identity. Just like that, Luo Lang was fortunate enough to conquer his first secondary personality, Bestial Instinct 3 . Before he could share this joyful news with Ling Lan, regaining full control of his body, that burning desire within his body rolled over him once more, and this time it was even stronger than it had been at the start. If his body had not just been pummelled so hard by Ling Lan, his entire body¡¯s skin and muscles aching all over, he would not have been able to retain any bit of rationality. In a pained tone, Luo Lang said, "Boss, I¡¯ve subdued him, but I don¡¯t think I can bear any more ..." "Hurry and activate your innate talent again," Ling Lan¡¯s expression changed drastically at his condition, and she quickly urged him to continue with the n. "Yes, Boss!" Luo Lang decisively withdrew the Bestial Instinct personality and activated a different personality with his innate talent. Once a personality had been conquered, as long as the primary identity did not want it to emerge, then the personality would definitely not emerge. Chapter 283: The Target Appears! Chapter 283: The Target Appears! Following the emergence of Luo Lang¡¯s new personality, a wave of blood-tinged killing intent swept down on Ling Lan. Ling Lan was extremely familiar with this killing intent ¡ª it was the bloody intent umted after killing over hundreds of thousands of people ... could it be that the personality that Luo Lang had activated this time was a Killing Dao personality? Sure enough, when Luo Lang lifted his head to look up with half-lidded eyes, a sharp and cold bolt of killing intent shot towards Ling Lan. At the same time, Luo Lang¡¯s hands shifted into an attack stance ¡ª it was the One-Inch Punch that Luo Lang was so proficient in. "Looks like the rational ones are harder to deal with than those irrational ones." Observing Luo Lang¡¯s current stance which appeared to be without any notable weaknesses, Ling Lan could feel that things were now a little troublesome. This personality was giving Ling Lan a vague sense of pressure. D*mmit, no wonder Instructor Number One had said that she would be able to subdue these personalities with her strength at half step to Domain. If she did not have those 10 seconds or so of Domain ability, up against this Killing Dao personality, even if she was already at the optimal peak of Qi-Jin, she would still have to expend quite a considerable amount of effort to defeat him. As expected, when a follower was too powerful, the pressure upon a boss was great! Heaven knows what other personalities Luo Lang possessed ... in particr, that Transcendent Cold personality mentioned by Instructor Number One, was very likely not an easy one to get along with either. At this thought, Ling Lan felt her teeth begin to ache inexplicably. It really wasn¡¯t easy for her to be a boss ... Ling Lan¡¯s somewhat emotional musings made her initially seamless aura ease a little ¡ª anyhow, the Killing Dao personality felt that his chance had arrived. And so, Luo Lang could be seen dashing forwards like an arrow to arrive before Ling Lan¡¯s face, his long prepared One-Inch Punch striking out at Ling Lan from the most ufortable angle for her. This angle made it extremely hard for Ling Lan to block. If she chose to dodge, the Killing Dao Luo Lang would gain the upper hand. Then, even someone as powerful as Ling Lan would have a very hard time snatching back the flow of the fight anytime soon unless she immediately brought her Domain into y. Just as the Killing Dao Luo Lang thought he had seeded at his ploy, an extremely bizarre scene urred. Ling Lan¡¯s waist twisted abruptly, evading this killing move of Luo Lang¡¯s with an extremely exaggerated snake-like flexible move. Her supple and flexible body, which made Instructor Number Four salivate, hadpletely disyed its prowess here. Ling Lan, who was brimming with masculine strength, had still kept the physical flexibility and suppleness unique to women under Instructor Number Nine¡¯s careful tutge. She had even learned how to utilise this suppleness to its maximum effect. Having avoided Luo Lang¡¯s killing move, Ling Lan charged forwards to meet Luo Lang, sweeping out both her elbows to attack the other¡¯s chest. Luo Lang reacted swiftly ¡ª the moment his blow met air, he knew that things were bad for him. He rapidly retreated, but he still was not quicker than Ling Lan¡¯s attack. A ¡¯bam¡¯ rang out ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s elbows had struck Luo Lang¡¯s chest, pushing him back several paces. As a vital point had been hit directly, even though Ling Lan had already held back on her power, it was still enough to injure Luo Lang. A trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of Luo Lang¡¯s lips. "Killing Dao personality? I¡¯m someone who has fought my way out of the Killing Dao. Trying to beat me with the Killing Dao? In your dreams!" A cold smirk graced Ling Lan¡¯s lips. Perhaps the other powerful personalities would cause Ling Lan to hesitate and harbour reservations, but the Killing Dao personality was not among their ranks. Ling Lan, who could be considered an old hat at the Killing Dao, naturally knew everything there was to know about the Killing Dao. Not to mention that the killing intent emanating from Luo Lang¡¯s body right now was truly no match for the killing intent hidden deep within Ling Lan¡¯s body. In other words, Luo Lang¡¯s Killing Dao personality was still rather immature right now. Perhaps after Luo Lang has been through several battlefields and killed a few more people ¡ª perhaps then this Killing Dao personality would be much more developed. "Let me show you what a real Killing Dao is like!" An idea tumbled through Ling Lan¡¯s mind, and the blood-soaked killing intent deep within her body poured out in a torrent. The sheer thickness of it caused the temperature of the sealed room to plummet, also causing the expression of the Killing Dao personality opposite her to shift slightly, a trace of unconceble greed revealed in its eyes. As the Killing Dao personality was nourished by bloody killing intent, even as Ling Lan¡¯s substantial blood-soaked killing intent frightened it, it was also deeply attracted by it. Uncontrobly, it began to absorb Ling Lan¡¯s bloody killing intent, its expression carrying a trace of intoxication. Right then, even if he knew very well that consuming this blood-soaked killing intent might put him under the control of the other, the Killing Dao personality just could not resist in the face of this temptation. Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s brow quirked ¡ª she had caught on to the weakness of the Killing Dao personality. The corner of her lips tilted up, and she abruptly retracted all the blood-soaked killing intent she had released. The Killing Dao personality who had been blissfully absorbing the blood-soaked killing intent suddenly found that the killing intent was gone and could not help but blink nkly. After realising what had happened, he turned a dejected gaze upon Ling Lan, a type of speechlessint contained within it. That look actually reminded Ling Lan of those adorable puppies in the photos she had seen in her previous life. It was the look when those puppies had had their favourite toy snatched away ¡ª unbelievably moe no matter how you looked at it 4 . Suppressing theughter in her heart, Ling Lan stared coldly at the Killing Dao personality. Her entire demeanour screamed ¡ª I¡¯m not going to give it to you. What can you do about it? Motivation to kill shed across the Killing Dao personality¡¯s eyes. He really wanted to kill the other, snatch the other¡¯s bewitching blood-soaked killing intent for himself, and absorb itpletely. But very quickly, he calmed down. Just based on the other¡¯s blood-soaked killing intent which was a hundred times more potent than his own, as well as the other¡¯s previous bizarre evasion skills and efficient attack, he was still no match for him right now, much less talk of killing the other. Still, that thick and beguiling blood-soaked killing intent ¡ª he could not simply give up on it just like that ... the Killing Dao personality looked at Ling Lan with aplicated gaze, and finally opened his mouth to speak, "Unexpectedly, you are like me. And stronger than me!" A trace of yearning shed through the Killing Dao personality¡¯s eyes. "Do you want to advance?" asked Ling Lan with a quirked brow. "Yes!" replied the Killing Dao personality resolutely. If he could just continue to absorb that killing intent, he would definitely be much stronger. "If you¡¯re willing to submit to your primary identity, I¡¯ll allow you to fight with me once a week." Ling Lan offered her conditions. The Killing Dao personality¡¯s eyes revealed a trace of disdain ¡ª he felt that his primary identity was just too weak, not at all worthy ofmanding them, the secondary personalities. A weak primary and strong secondaries ¡ª this was the true reason why Luo Lang was unable to control his alter egos. "Are you unwilling? Then I will make it so your primary identity never ever activates his innate talent." A smirk hung on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. "Let you train your so-called Killing Dao on your own forever in that spiritual realm inside him. Perhaps you can also be strong that way," said Ling Lan sarcastically. Hells, these secondary personalities actually dared to look down on their primary identity. Did they not consider that they still needed the primary identity to activate his innate talent? What a bunch of simple-minded fools. Ling Lan¡¯s words made the Killing Dao personality¡¯splexion pale ¡ª this was something he was truly afraid of. Although arge part of why they, the alter egos, were unwilling to submit to the primary identity was because the primary identity was too weak, at the same time, they were also very afraid that once the primary identity took control and had a choice, some of the more unsavoury personalities would no longer have a chance toe out. Thus, they collectively decided not to submit to the primary identity, choosing instead to fight for that one out of several tens or so chances 5 ofing out when the primary identity activated his innate talent. "Think carefully about it. A chance every week to get some fresh air, or to be trapped forever in the spiritual realm. Any smart person would know the right choice." Ling Lan was extremely calm. Right now, she had the initiative and power, so she was not afraid that the other would disagree. Since the alter ego wanted to be stronger, and it also knew that she, who was proficient with the Killing Dao, was an extremely great rival, the Killing Dao personality must know that it would require sparring with her to obtain experience in the Killing Dao. Furthermore, she still had an ultimate move up her sleeve ... that killing intent of hers was excellent nourishment for the Killing Dao personality. If the other was willing to ept her conditions, she would not mind feeding it once a week as well. After all, she could always gain more blood-soaked killing intent from the learning space, so she did not mind wasting this little bit of it 6 . Seeing the gaze of the Killing Dao personality begin to waver, Ling Lan decided to up the ante. She offered up her ultimate killing move. "Also, every week, if you behave well, I can give you some of my blood-soaked killing intent." The Killing Dao personality¡¯s eyes sparkled, "You¡¯re speaking honestly?" "Of course! A gentleman never goes back on his word ¡ª once a promise has been made, even a team of four horses cannot take it back 7 !" stated Ling Lan proudly, her chin lifted high. Would she, Ling Lan, lie to her own follower? "Deal!" replied the Killing Dao personality firmly. That final lure was too much for him, and besides, being able to get some fresh air once a week, it was worth it even if he had to submit to the primary identity. "Then let your primary identity out now," said Ling Lan. Very soon, Luo Lang¡¯s primary identity had emerged once again. This time, due to the Killing Dao personality¡¯s willing cooperation, it was extremely easy for Luo Lang to take control. It only took several seconds to seed. The moment Luo Lang took back his body, he could feel the fearsome power of the aphrodisiac. This time, he did not need Ling Lan to remind him ¡ª with the final bit of his rationality, he immediately activated the next alter ego. Just like that, Luo Lang activated his innate talent again and again, channelling his alter egos, while again and again, Ling Lan beat them into submission, tempted them with benefits, tricked them ... anything, as long as she could get these secondary personalities to agree to submit to their primary identity. Ling Lan could be said to have used up her bag of tricks. Again and again she redefined the baseline of her ethics, leading Ling Lan to silently sigh at how she really was not a good person ... Just like that, heaven knows how many alter egos she had helped Luo Lang conquer; Ling Lan was feeling rather numb by now. Faint traces of sunlight had begun to peek out from within the dark sky ¡ª it was getting ever closer to dawn. Observing from the side, Little Four could not help but be anxious. This was because, even with Little Four¡¯s help, it would be extremely difficult to sneak back to their living quarters without any trace during broad daylight. Little Four did not know whether he should manipte things to create the illusion that Boss and Luo Lang had left the vi early this morning toe train in thebat hall ... Alright, there was still that final bit of time. Little Four decided to wait a little longer in patience. If daylight truly broke, then he would ask his boss whether he should carry out his n. In the meantime, Luo Lang had activated yet another new personality. The emergence of the personality brought along a surge of ice-cold air, causing the temperature within the private room to drop noticeably. The arrival of this chill made Ling Lan¡¯s spirits rally ¡ª could it be that the Transcendent Cold personality she had been waiting for all this while had finally appeared? Luo Lang¡¯s cold and unfeeling gaze swept over, and when he saw Ling Lan, his brow furrowed and he said "So it¡¯s you." Ling Lan was taken aback ¡ª she had met this personality before? She abruptly recalled that this personality had appeared before not too long ago on the stage during the wagered fight with Leiting. He had been extreme in his cold rationality ¡ª paying the price of his own arm to perfectly ensnare the opponent, achieving an upset by defeating his stronger opponent from a weaker position. Undoubtedly, this was a personality who could be extremely cruel to himself for the sake of victory. "Severing one¡¯s seven emotions and six desires, only allowing oneself to retain endlessly cold rationality, and taking everything into consideration without qualms that could lead to victory ... you should be that Transcendent Cold personality." Ling Lan believed that the other was certainly the target she had been seeking. As expected, a tough opponent. "That¡¯s right. It¡¯s unexpected that you actually know all those details about me. Not simple at all ... no wonder the primary identity is willing to recognise you as boss," responded the Transcendent Cold personality dispassionately. Of course, a hint of contempt could still be discerned from his tone. Chapter 284: Scheming! Chapter 284: Scheming! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "I¡¯ve been looking for you for a long time," said Ling Lan coldly, "I think you should already be aware of the current condition of this body." "Seeking me out just for this?" The Transcendent Cold personality figured out why he had been brought out and could not help but scorn, "This kind of little problem, and he already can¡¯t take it? That¡¯s too disgraceful." Due to the effects of the aphrodisiac, even though Luo Lang¡¯s face had been punched till it was ck and blue, it was still flushed an eye-catching rosy pink. However, his eyes now were clear, as if not at all affected by the chaotic desire within his body. Sure enough, the Transcendent Cold personality possessed the ability to detach himself from all seven emotions and six desires, and was thus able to be so serene in the face of disaster. However, Ling Lan was beginning to get a vague sense that something was not right. She began to think back on how when each personality had appeared, those personalities had not lost control due to the aphrodisiac ¡ª they had not lost their minds and behaved wildly. Even when that mindless Bestial Instinct personality had appeared, what he had disyed had only been the basic instinct of a wild beast and nothing else ... Could it be that as long as another personality took charge, the effects of the aphrodisiac would actually be contained? In that case, why would Luo Lang suffer the ravaging of the aphrodisiac every time after he conquered those personalities? Ling Lan was rather perplexed. All these doubts merely shed through her mind ¡ª Ling Lan did not have the time to ruminate on them. Now, the most important thing was still helping Luo Lang to conquer this Transcendent Cold personality so that Luo Lang could fully ovee the effects of the aphrodisiac. Ling Lan did not think that the aphrodisiac of this future world would be so strong,sting over the course of an entire night. Every time they had switched alter egos, she had seen Luo Lang¡¯s agonised expression of forced tolerance in between. This made Ling Lan rather worried about Luo Lang¡¯s body. She wondered whether it was too much for him and had harmed the very foundations of his body ... she hoped that it was truly as Instructor Number One had said, that there would be no negative aftereffects! Ling Lan suppressed the worry in her heart and began to negotiate with the Transcendent Cold personality. "Speak. What would make you willing to submit to the primary identity?" It would be best if they could avoid a fight ¡ª whenever Ling Lan encountered a rational personality that couldmunicate, she would not resort to violence right away, instead going into negotiation mode first. Ling Lan herself was afraid that Luo Lang¡¯s body would not be able to withstand all this pummelling. "Submit? He¡¯s not worthy enough yet," Transcendent Cold responded icily. "Yet? Which means that it¡¯s possible in the future? Does this mean that you actually think well of him?" asked Ling Lan with a quirked brow. "He is our primary identity. Once he has be stronger than us, we will naturally submit to him," Transcendent Cold replied evenly. This was the truth. Luo Lang¡¯s innate talent was out of his control only because the primary identity was too weak, so the secondary personalities could not be med for running wild. "Why don¡¯t you all try submitting now? This is actually beneficial for you all as well," suggested Ling Lan. Transcendent Cold shook his head bleakly and refused, saying, "We have our pride. We only submit to the strong. If the primary identity never finds a way to be stronger than us, he will forever be unable to control us. This is the price he must pay. There are no shortcuts." "Is that so?" Ling Lan shot back with a half-smile. The reality before them now proved that shortcuts did exist ¡ª they just had not been discovered yet before this. Ling Lan¡¯s rebuttal made Transcendent Cold¡¯s breath choke. He fell silent for several seconds before opening his mouth to say, "Of course, it¡¯s not really that they don¡¯t exist. If there is a boss who gains the willing acknowledgement of all of the secondary personalities, we can listen to that boss¡¯s orders and recognise the primary identity as our main host." The Transcendent Cold personality stared coolly at Ling Lan and continued, "It seems that you have discovered this shortcut. Those subdued secondary personalities were most likely conquered by the primary identity in this way. If you defeat me, I too will be willing to submit to you. At that time, you can ask me to submit to the primary identity. I will be willing to obey." "So that¡¯s how it is." Only now did Ling Lan truly understand. Instructor Number One had suggested this method, not for her to seek out the Transcendent Cold personality, but for her to subdue each and every one of these alter egos to help Luo Lang gainplete control. "Who knows how many alter egos are left ... Do I have to keep fighting till thest one to end this?" Ling Lan muttered to herself, chuckling wryly internally. If luck would have it, she might just have to spend days here ¡ª this was truly an onerous task. That¡¯s why she had said that being a boss was not so easy ... "No need. As long as you defeat me, the other secondary personalities will acknowledge you too. Because I am the strongest one among all the alter egos." Transcendent Cold heard Ling Lan¡¯s mutters, and replied. Even though his tone was exceedingly cool and level, Ling Lan could still hear the pride and confidence of Transcendent Cold from his words. That aside, Transcendent Cold¡¯s words had also exined why Instructor Number One had said that she must seek out the Transcendent Cold personality. It looked like Luo Lang did not need him specifically to ovee the crisis of the aphrodisiac ¡ª rather, Ling Lan needed to defeat the other so Luo Lang could truly master his innate talent. This so-called chance was just Instructor Number One¡¯s excuse to get her to act. No wonder as time passed, Luo Lang¡¯s resistance to the aphrodisiac had seemed to get stronger and stronger. Unlike at the start when he had almost lost his reason, he had always been able to sessfully activate his innate talent, holding on till the emergence of the next alter ego. In fact, as he had been fighting, the aphrodisiac was already being diffused. It was as the Transcendent Cold personality had said at the start ¡ª the aphrodisiac within Luo Lang¡¯s body was just a trivial matter, because the drug was already nearing its end, and the effects were no longer that strong. At this thought, the tension in Ling Lan¡¯s heart eased. Since the aphrodisiac was no longer an issue, as long as she defeated this personality before her now andpleted the task of letting Luo Lang freely control his innate talent, she would have achieved a rousing sess. "Fine. Let me try then and see how strong exactly is this Transcendent Cold personality." Ling Lan calmly stretched out her right hand, signalling for the Transcendent Cold personality to make his move. This was the stance a superior used against an inferior ¡ª with regards to this, the Transcendent Cold personality did not feel offended or underestimated. This was because the moment he came out, he had sensed the horrifying strength hidden deeply within Ling Lan¡¯s body. He knew very well that this person before his eyes was not that opponent he had met that first time he had emerged. This opponent was much stronger, but that did not mean that he had no chance of winning. A mocking smile appeared on the lips of the Transcendent Cold personality. With a spring of his feet, his figure suddenly disappeared, and in the next second, his fist had arrived before Ling Lan¡¯s face. This speed of his had clearly broken past Luo Lang¡¯s original speed, hitting Luo Lang¡¯s physical limits ... "Good!" Ling Lan yelled out in approval. Her head tilted to one side, evading the punch, and her palm struck back without any hesitation, aiming for the only opening in this attack of Luo Lang¡¯s, the only fatal weakness ¡ª¡ª his chest! Ling Lan thought that Transcendent Cold would choose to evade, because if this palm strikended, based on the strength differential between Luo Lang and her, Luo Lang was certain to be heavily injured. Someone proficient inbat would not be so idiotic as to wee death ... However, Transcendent Cold¡¯s actions shocked Ling Lan ¡ª the other did not dodge, charging forwards fearlessly instead. "F*ck, a lunatic!" Ling Lan had not expected the other¡¯s actions, and since the other was charging forwards intentionally, Ling Lan¡¯s palm made contact with Luo Lang¡¯s chest in the blink of an eye. There was already no time to change moves ¡ª Ling Lan could only pull back the powerful internal energy behind her palm. Thus, despite striking Luo Lang¡¯s chest, as there was no internal energy behind it, her palm did not harm Luo Lang. But right then, there was a sudden twist ¡ª Luo Lang¡¯s other long readied fist with threeyers of One-Inch Punch struck out in a diagonal attack at Ling Lan¡¯s lower side. Stuck in the tail-end of her move, Ling Lan had no possibility of evading. Still, who was Ling Lan? The reflexes of one at the optimal peak of Qi-Jin was iparable to that of one at early stage Qi-Jin. Ling Lan¡¯s other hand swept down into a block and the two forces collided. Powerful forces erupted between the two of them. A ¡¯boom¡¯ of collision, and the two were thrown back uncontrobly. They each stumbled back several paces before finding their footing again. Even Ling Lan, due to insufficient preparation and a hasty block, now felt heated blood roiling in her chest, a surge of copper-sweet stench pushing at the back of her throat. It should be said that the heartless scheming of Transcendent Cold, in tandem with the threeyers of One-Inch Punch he used, had given Ling Lan a bitter taste of trouble. "Actually daring to use Luo Lang¡¯s life to trap me ..." Ling Lan¡¯s eyes turned bleak and cold, freezing air beginning to emit from her body. At this moment, Ling Lan¡¯s wrath had been piqued. She found that this Transcendent Cold personality before her was truly without all seven emotions and six desires, only retaining endless cold rationality. For the sake of victory, he had even factored Ling Lan¡¯s brotherly affection for Luo Lang into his calctions ... From the start, he had known that his attack would be fruitless, but he also knew that Ling Lan cared for his body very much and would not really want to hurt him, and this was his chance. Frankly, he had almost seeded. However, Ling Lan was just too strong ¡ª despite falling into his trap, she had still managed to withstand his attack by relying on her own superior strength. "If your heart had not had any reluctance, my n would not have seeded," said the Transcendent Cold personality, "Hence, this is not my fault." At these words, Ling Lan almost spewed out a mouthful of blood. So she was the only one to me for taking this hit? But thinking about it, what the Transcendent Cold personality was saying was not wrong either ¡ª if she had not been reluctant to harm Luo Lang, the other would not have been able to trap her. "How bloody despicable. Are you not at all worried I would just go through with it for real and kill you?" asked Ling Lan sullenly. "If that happened, then it would be my mistake. Death would be well deserved." The Transcendent Cold personality¡¯s expression was indifferent. In his mind, if his carefully thought-out n had not seeded, death would be a proper price to pay ¡ª there was nothing to argue about there. Facing this emotionless Transcendent Cold personality who only knew how to scheme, unafraid of death and impervious to ttery and petty tricks, Ling Lan felt somewhat like her hands were tied. Hells, this personality was just too troublesome to handle ¡ª did she really have to fight with lethal means? It had to be said that the Transcendent Cold personality had indeedtched onto Ling Lan¡¯s vital point. Ling Lan could not bear to harm Luo Lang ¡ª even though Luo Lang currently looked rather battered, his entire face a swathe of ck and blue, his body swollen red and bruised with no patch of unmarked skin, all of these injuries were only skin-deep. Luo Lang would only need to lie in a healing pod for one to two hours, and he would be back to normal. However, if Ling Lan had really been ruthless and injured Luo Lang grievously, Luo Lang may just have to return to the Military Medical Research Centre and would not have been able to be discharged for 10 days to half a month ... and this was why Ling Lan was now caught in a dilemma. "Boss, dawn is breaking. Should I create an illusion of you and Luo Langing out from the vi this morning toe spar at thebat hall?" Right then, Little Four, who could dy no longer, piped up with an alert within Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. An idea sparked in Ling Lan¡¯s mind at these words. Yes, by creating this illusion, she would have a reason to send Luo Lang back to the Military Medical Research Centre to trouble Li Shiyu again ... She could say that, as they had fought, Luo Lang¡¯s old wounds had red up again. As his primary physician, Li Shiyu would need to take responsibility for this. Chapter 285: Completion! Chapter 285: Completion! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At this thought, Ling Lan¡¯s lips could not help but curve up into a slight smile. Since she now had a way to resolve Luo Lang¡¯s injuries, then there was no reason for her to be merciful and hold back. Ling Lan sped her hands together tightly, her fingers emitting the sounds of cracking joints. This action made Transcendent Cold¡¯s gaze shift, because he had sensed that his initial ns were likely to be useless now ... still, could the other really bear to be vicious? If that was the case, then, for the primary identity to have acknowledged such a person as boss, wasn¡¯t he too bad at judging character and also too pitiful? Before the Transcendent Cold personality could ascertain Ling Lan¡¯s true thoughts, Ling Lan leapt forwards. This time, she was prepared to initiate attack. A fist was sent flying straight at Luo Lang¡¯s face. The force behind the punch was fierce and domineering ¡ª even before it could touch him, the Transcendent Cold personality could already feel the horrific power contained in the fist. His countenance shifted, and with a quick slide step, he dodged this attack of Ling Lan¡¯s. There was a loud boom as Ling Lan¡¯s fist struck the floor of the private room. The ground instantly split apart under the tremendous force. In fact, the private room was built with high-tech ultra-durable materials, capable of withstanding attacks of Qi-Jin below Domain stage. The effect being disyed right now was also a product of the technology ¡ª after 10 seconds, the ground would be restored to normal. Seeing this great crevasse appear on the private room¡¯s floor, the Transcendent Cold personality confirmed that this person across from him was now truly determined to be ruthless. At this moment, he could not help but scorn his own primary identity once more, thinking that his primary identity really had bad judgement. His boss must not care much for him at all; otherwise, how could he have switched over to be so vicious so easily? Damm*t, what a failure of a primary identity. Since he could no longer count on the other¡¯s mercy, the Transcendent Cold personality abandoned his original ns without any hesitation, beginning to look for other openings to exploit. Meanwhile, the two of them could be seen darting around each other, one attacking one evading, actually fighting on pretty even ground. It had to be said that Transcendent Cold was the strongest among all the alter egos because he utilised Luo Lang¡¯s physical body to its maximum ability ¡ª whether it was in terms of speed or power, he had pushed it to the limit. For Ling Lan to defeat the other, it was likely impossible within a short period of time. This was because the other was calcting the best evasion path for himself under his body¡¯s constraints. Transcendent Cold¡¯s formidable calction ability had allowed him to escape by a hair¡¯s breadth several times already. "Looks like it¡¯s impossible without using Domain," thought Ling Lan. Frankly, with Ling Lan¡¯s capabilities, it was not impossible to take the other down if she went all out physically. However, she did not dare to use all her strength at optimal peak Qi-Jin, much less the threefold version of One-Inch Punch. This greatly restricted Ling Lan¡¯s attack range, which was why Transcendent Cold could escape so many times. The strength Ling Lan was currently using was carefully calcted so that even if she hit Luo Lang, Luo Lang would only be heavily injured, but no great tragedy would ur. If she added an extra share of strength, she was afraid she might identally snuff out Luo Lang¡¯s little life. Right then, the Transcendent Cold personality was finding that even if he schemed a lot, it was futile against Ling Lan who was several times stronger than him. Once strength reached a certain degree, all schemes would be useless. The Transcendent Cold personality experienced the emotion called hopelessness for the first time ... however, it was not in his character to admit defeat just like that. So, he decided to trade injury for injury; this was an extremely helpless kind of ploy ¡ª if he was not at his wits¡¯ end, he would not resort to this willingly. Both fighters intended to bring this fight to a close ¡ª when Ling Lan attacked again this time, the Transcendent Cold personality did not dodge. He immediately raised his right fist and with a loud bellow, the 4th form of One-Inch Punch was executed without hesitation ... Seeing this, rage flickered in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. Without any hesitation whatsoever, she yelled out, "Domain, activate!" In the private room, a super mini Domain appeared, instantly wrapping around Luo Lang¡¯s entire body. In the midst of performing the 4th form of One-Inch Punch, Luo Lang was frozen in that stance just like that, suspended in the air, immobile. The smaller the Domain, the longer Ling Lan could maintain it. Of course, even with the smallest Domain, Ling Lan could only hold it for no more than one minute. As for this tiny Domain, Ling Lan could hold it for approximately 40 seconds. Although it was not very long, it was more than enough to subdue the Transcendent Cold personality. "D*mn it!" Ling Lan roared, her fist hurtling over to strike the immobile Luo Lang squarely. At the instant her fist struck, Ling Lan dismissed the Domain holding Luo Lang secure. Still, the Transcendent Cold personality no longer had any way of dodging her attack. The fistnded squarely and Luo Lang¡¯s entire person was sent flying to crash heavily against the wall of the private room and then bounce off it to crumple to the ground. A heaving sound, and Luo Lang was spewing out several mouthfuls of blood on the ground. Ling Lan had not held back in this strike; her finely calcted internal energy had been borne by Luo Lang in its entirety. It was unsurprising that Luo Lang had received severe damage. "Do you know? I really hate you right now. With Luo Lang¡¯s current abilities, using the 4th form of One-Inch Punch will cause the Qi-Jin in his body to run rampant. An unlucky chance could cause hisbat realm 1 to fall. The first time, on the arena stage during the wagered fight, you did not want to lose to an outsider and used it. Even though you paid the price of your right arm, I tolerated it ... but now, just because you did not want to lose to me, you chose to use this type of move that would deal 100 damage to the opponent but deal 1000 damage to yourself 2 . Are you a godd*mn bloody idiot? What Transcendent Cold? You are just a freakin¡¯ brainless blockhead! Calm and level-headed my ass!" Ling Lan, who was extremely incensed by the other¡¯s actions, had a stony expression on her face as she grabbed the Transcendent Cold personality off the ground and began rapping him smartly on the head with her fists, berating him fiercely all the way. This attitude of Ling Lan¡¯s made the Transcendent Cold personality instantly descend into a confused stupor. Perhaps, in his world, this type of fire-breathing dragon behaviour waspletely iprehensible ... wasn¡¯t he the one who had gotten injured? Why was the opponent so enraged? Perhaps he had been tricked from the start ... perhaps the other¡¯s affection for his primary identity was in fact sincere, and the other had not been utterly merciless? Taking stock of his own injuries, Transcendent Cold believed his judgment was urate. He should have been dejected by the discovery, because he had actually been fooled by the opponent and had lost his chance to win. But for some reason, his heart actually felt lighter, as if this was how things should be. Transcendent Cold¡¯s stunned gaze had never shifted from Ling Lan¡¯s face ¡ª fuming, Ling Lan did not have any patience to speak of. With an angry re, she said, "What are you looking at? Do you godd*mn submit or not?" "..." Transcendent Cold let his silence speak for him. He was already having his head rapped while he was in the other¡¯s hold ¡ª how could he not submit? Seeing Transcendent Cold¡¯s cooperative attitude, Ling Lan¡¯s mood improved. She patted Luo Lang gruffly on the head and said, "If you had just done so from the start, wouldn¡¯t things have been better?" Perhaps noticing the Transcendent Cold personality¡¯s dejected expression, Ling Lan added, "Also, I¡¯m your boss. What¡¯s there to be discouraged about in losing to your boss? How pathetic." He was pathetic? Well, at least he¡¯s still better than the primary identity, right ...? The Transcendent Cold personality could not help but scrunch his brow; he was unwilling to ept this critique. "But the primary identity being so weak, won¡¯t Boss look down on him?" Subconsciously, the Transcendent Cold personality had actually begun to worry about the ce his primary identity held in their boss¡¯s heart. "Why don¡¯t you let the primary identity out now?" Ling Lan sent another fist flying to beat away Transcendent Cold¡¯s gloomy emotions. Transcendent Cold did not want to suffer any more of Boss¡¯s fists, so he could only obediently let the primary identity out. "Boss, you¡¯ve settled yet another personality?" The moment Luo Lang came out, he asked happily. Gathering one personality after another under his control, Luo Lang could feel himself bing stronger. His innate talent was also beginning to feel increasingly easier to wield. "Yes, congrattions on escaping from your abyss of misery." Seeing Luo Lang appear, Ling Lan¡¯s initial wrathful expression calmed into cool stoicism once more, and her tone was as indifferent as it ever was. Luo Lang, as the primary identity, did not sense anything out of the ordinary, but the Transcendent Cold personality on the other side could sense the subtle change in Ling Lan¡¯s aura. It was still cold, her voice just as cool, butpared to when she had been fighting with him, her aura was actually considerably warmer. So apparently even this icy attitude of their boss would change when interacting with the different personalities. For the first time, the Transcendent Cold personality felt the emotion called jealousy. He actually began to feel envious of his primary identity, who was able to receive Boss¡¯s care and affection. Luo Lang was a clever babe ¡ª hearing Ling Lan¡¯s words, he instantly reacted with joy, "You¡¯ve found the Transcendent Cold personality?" "Hn. Go subdue it quickly. Your aphrodisiac is also mostly settled," said Ling Lan calmly. "Don¡¯t try to resist. A gentleman should never go back on his word!" Ling Lan¡¯s tone shifted abruptly, bing extraordinarily frigid. Transcendent Cold knew that these words were directed at him. He was just another personality in the same body, but the treatment he received was so different. This tone now and that tone earlier were so obviously worlds apart ... Transcendent Cold thought to himself dejectedly 3 . Luo Lang could not know Transcendent Cold¡¯s thoughts; heeding Boss Lan¡¯s words, he pounced at the Transcendent Cold personality beside him. The moment he touched the other, the primary identity could sense how powerful the other was. There were no openings for him to attack, so he could only stare at the other helplessly. "What an idiot!" Transcendent Cold saw this pathetic disy of the primary identity, and barked reproachfully. Still, he did not n to go back on his promise with Ling Lan. Thus, he could only suppress his spiritual power as much as he could, squeezing it down smaller and smaller, until the point where the primary identity could overpower him. The two personalities began to merge ¡ª the Transcendent Cold personality was experiencing everything the primary identity had been through, including those experiences as the other grew up and his bonds with thosepanions of his ... D*mmit, the primary identity was really too bloody weak. If he had been the primary identity, the prized seat of Boss¡¯s first follower would definitely belong to him 4 and not that simple-minded Qi Long ... Transcendent Cold thought moodily to himself. This time, the process of subduing the Transcendent Cold personality took much longer than with the other personalities. Day was upon them, and thebat hall was beginning to be crowded. Some were there to enter Closed Door Meditation and seek out insight, while others were there to practise theirbat arts. All the students selected their own private rooms and went off to do their respective things. There were also those students who had no sses today, who did not want to log on to the Mecha World, who hade to thebat hall looking for a spar or two. Finally, Luo Lang¡¯s tightly shut eyes opened. A gleam of cold light came and went, and then Luo Lang could be seen tough and say, "Boss, it¡¯s done." "How does your body feel? That is, the aphrodisiac ..." This was what Ling Lan was most concerned about. Chapter 286: Misdiagnosis! Chapter 286: Misdiagnosis! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "It doesn¡¯t feel that strong anymore. After subduing the Transcendent Cold personality, the effects have eased greatly. As expected, the Transcendent Cold personality is the sure-kill move against aphrodisiacs," reported Luo Lang excitedly in his cluelessness. At his side, Ling Lan¡¯s cold face could not help but quiver slightly. Fine, she was a bad person. She absolutely would not tell Luo Lang the truth ¡ª that, in fact, all his injuries this night were actually unnecessary. "How are your injuries?" Ling Lan asked, scratching the bridge of her nose, still feeling somewhat guilty. Luo Lang chuckled wryly, "Not very good. I¡¯m injured pretty badly. Looks like I¡¯ll have to go to the treatment centre for another round of treatment." "It¡¯s better to go to the Military Medical Research Centre," said Ling Lan. The smile on Luo Lang¡¯s face stiffened, as if thinking of something. Ling Lan raised a brow and asked, "Recalling that scumbag? Afraid now?" Luo Lang shook his head and said, "No, that scumbag has been handled by Boss. What do I have to be afraid of?" That said, a hint of coldness appeared on his face. "I believe that he must be wishing he were dead right now." Luo Lang had full faith in Ling Lan, believing that his boss would not let the other off so easily. Even though his boss might not have taken that pervert¡¯s life to minimise the outcry from this incident, his boss would definitely have used some other method to destroy the other, such as crushing the other¡¯s future ... this kind of revenge method was also something he approved of. Hating a person did not mean the other person had to die ... destroying that which he prized most ¡ª now that was satisfying. "Don¡¯t worry. He will spend the rest of his life in a daze. No one knows you had been abducted. You only made a visit to the Military Medical Research Centre, that¡¯s all ..." Ling Lan conveyed Shi Mingyi¡¯s final oue in a few short phrases, also telling Luo Lang that this incident would end here. There would be no continuation. "Thank you, Boss!" Luo Lang smiled brightly at these words. Despite the mottled bruises on his face, this smile lit up his lovely features, still making others feel that his smile was very beautiful. "It¡¯s prettyte. We should hurry to the Military Medical Research Centre. The earlier you¡¯re treated, the earlier you¡¯ll be back on your feet." Ling Lan indicated for Little Four to open the room door, prepared to take Luo Lang to the Military Medical Research Centre. Luo Lang¡¯s smile stiffened and he said with a grimace, "Boss, can we not go there?" "Why?" Ling Lan asked curiously. Luo Lang¡¯s body could not help but shudder a little, a trace of fear on his face as he said hesitatingly, "The medical agent Li Shiyu uses on us causes too much suffering?" He then proceeded to tell Ling Lan every single one of the effects the medical agent produced in their bodies. Ling Lan¡¯s eyes flickered in surprise, and even Little Four within the mindspace was gaping in shock ¡ª that medical agent Luo Lang was describing ... why did it sound so much like an enhanced version of gene agents? Could it be that Li Shiyu had used a medical agent with a simr makeup to gene agents? Ling Lan rubbed her jaw, her expression thoughtful. This would exin why Luo Lang¡¯s body had had a significant elevation in baseline. It would appear that that Li Shiyu was much more capable than she had imagined. "Little Four, tell me. Letting that Li Shiyu be the exclusive army doctor of our team, don¡¯t you think that¡¯s a good idea?" She could not let such a capable military doctor get away. A clear curve adorned Ling Lan¡¯s lips. Taken inbination with her calctive gaze, Little Four could not help but shiver and say hurriedly, "Yes, Li Shiyu is pretty good! Boss is wise!" After all, he did not even know Li Shiyu that well, so why should he care how things would turn out for him if he fell into his boss¡¯s hands? He only needed to keep his boss happy and that would do. Little Four decisively pushed Li Shiyu into the fire pit! Having resolved the issue of the team¡¯s military doctor 1 , Ling Lan carted Luo Lang off to the Military Medical Research Centre in a great mood. The moment they arrived at the doorway, they bumped into someone. Ling Lan nced nonchntly at the other, and her first thought was that the other seemed somewhat familiar. Of course, Ling Lan did not take it to heart. She was just about to brush by and enter the doors when that person greeted her on his own with a smile, "Morning, Junior Ling Lan!" Ling Lan had no choice but to stop. Even though Ling Lan appeared very aloof on the surface ¡ª her entire body emanating a cold air, and her demeanour seemingly extremely unapproachable ¡ª she was actually a very polite and courteous good child. Generally, anyone who greeted her in a friendly manner would not be spurned by Ling Lan. "Morning, Senior!" Ling Lan responded lightly. "Hoho, looks like Junior does not recognise me. I¡¯m Li Lanfeng of the 4th year Mecha Piloting Special ss. Last time, after your arena battle, we met at the treatment centre." Hearing Ling Lan¡¯s response, Li Lanfeng could tell the other did not know who he was. Thus, he introduced himself good-naturedly, also reminding the other when they had met. Ling Lan finally recalled who this person before her was. Back then at the treatment centre, he was the one who had spurred Li Shiyu with one phrase into taking over the treatment of her three brothers. At this thought, Ling Lan nodded and said, "So it¡¯s Senior Li. Hello." "Why has Juniore here today?" Li Lanfeng asked curiously. His gaze swept over to see Luo Lang, whose terrible condition was prefaced by swollen eyes and a bruised nose, and instantly cried out, "Eh, why is this junior in such a terrible condition?" He peered closely at the injured person for a long while then cried out again, "Isn¡¯t this Junior Luo Lang? Hadn¡¯t you already recovered a few days ago and had been discharged?" Luo Langughed awkwardly, and Ling Lan helped him to reply, "Today, we went out early to thebat hall for a spar, and found some minor problem with Luo Lang¡¯s body. So we¡¯re here to see Dux Li to figure things out." "I was just about to go see Young Master Shiyu myself. Let¡¯s go together," suggested Li Lanfeng, sensing Ling Lan¡¯s anxiety. And so the three of them strode together into the Military Medical Research Centre to seek out Li Shiyu. ******** At this time, Li Shiyu was in the process of checking the data charting the stats of Qi Long and Li Yingjie from the night before. Seeing the numbers improve day by day, he let out an internal sigh of relief. It looked like the gene agent S-modification did indeed have a significant effect in increasing one¡¯s physical constitution. Even with regards to wound recovery, it had strengthened that by several folds ¡ª another ten more days or so, and Qi Long and Li Yingjie would probably be fully healed, ready to go back and continue attending physical training. Thus, he was in high spirits when he suddenly heard someone call out to him from behind, "Young Master Shiyu, hello!" Li Shiyu turned his head and saw that it was Li Lanfeng. He could not help but smile and say, "Lanfeng, so you¡¯vee." During this period of time, Li Lanfeng would pop by to visit him whenever he had the time; this had caused the rtionship between the two to be extremely close. However, Li Shiyu¡¯s good mood came to a screeching halt when he saw the person standing next to Li Lanfeng. "What are you here for?" Li Shiyu rolled his eyes at Ling Lan, his entire face darkening instantly. He was still bearing a grudge over the incident of Ling Lan threatening him. Ling Lan seemed oblivious to Li Shiyu¡¯s displeasure, saying calmly, "I¡¯vee here, to return Luo Lang to you." This statement caused Luo Lang, who was standing behind her, to blink nkly, extremely bewildered at why his Boss Lan would say such a thing. "Return? What do you mean?" Li Shiyu was simrly taken aback, staring at Ling Lan uprehendingly. "His old injuries have red up again. Who should I look for if not you?" The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked. Her cold gaze settled firmly on him, and that gaze was so sharp that Li Shiyu¡¯s heart skipped a beat or two. Luo Lang secretly wiped away the cold sweat which had sprung out from his forehead at these words. Boss, you¡¯re truly too ck-bellied ... actually daring to me these injuries on Dux Li. Li Shiyuposed himself, then rebutted fiercely, "How can this be? When he left, all his numbers were clearly as good as they could ever be ..." "But, he was really injured." Ling Lan pointed at Luo Lang, signalling for Li Shiyu to go and examine him. Li Shiyu stepped forward and felt Luo Lang¡¯s pulse. His expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly felt Luo Lang¡¯s chest, checking on his internal injuries, and then turned to re furiously at Ling Lan. "Why were you so vicious?" Ling Lan calmly tugged on her own sleeves to straighten them and replied coolly, "You think I would be so vicious while sparring with my own brother?" "Then where did these internal injuries of hise from? Are you saying that someone else assaulted Luo Lang?" Li Shiyu asked angrily, pointing at Luo Lang¡¯s chest. "Well, of course there was no assault. Early this morning, Luo Lang and I went to spar for a bit in abat room. We only exchanged a few moves and this was the result," Ling Lan replied calmly, "I only used the strength level Luo Lang was used to from before, but when I hit Luo Lang, he actually became so injured. This made me suspect that Luo Lang¡¯s body may not have been fully recovered to begin with, and you actually discharged him 2 ?" "Before he was discharged, I checked to make sure all of his stats were within normal standards before letting him go." Hearing Ling Lan questioning his professionalism, Li Shiyu red at her. This was something he could not ept. "I believe you, but I don¡¯t trust these machines." Ling Lan thumped a treatment device by her side, "Some injuries may have always been hiding within a patient¡¯s body, but those diagnostic devices may never find them. For example, Major General Bob of the Caesar Empire had simrly been deredpletely healed by the best hospital, but half a yearter, an old wound reared up again, and in the end he could not be saved despite emergency care ... or like with Governor Thira of the Ayin Alliance, who, also due to misdiagnosis, missed the best window of time for treatment and so had to retire prematurely. Even in our Federation, this type of misdiagnoses is not few in number ... do you need me to list out the examples? Li Shiyu, do you think you can say confidently and unreservedly that these examination devices are truly,pletely foolproof?" Ling Lan queried forcefully as she read out the name list of misdiagnosis cases that Little Four hadpiled. This caused Li Shiyu¡¯s face to flush and pale erratically, but he just could not find any words to rebut the other because everything Ling Lan had said was fact. Even his instructors would never dare to give an absolute guarantee. "But, the uracy of the machines is as high as 99.97% ..." Li Shiyu protested weakly. Although there was indeed the chance for misdiagnosis, the odds of it happening were just too low to consider. "So, there is still a 0.03% chance of error. Can you guarantee that Luo Lang does not fall into this category?" Ling Lan abruptly interrupted Li Shiyu, eyes trained intently on the other as she asked this question. Li Shiyu¡¯s mouth pped open and closed, but he found that he could say nothing definite. Even though he believed deep down that he had not misdiagnosed Luo Lang, when it came to medicine, there was indeed no way to guarantee a hundred percent safety. "I heard that, a truly exceptional military doctor is able to determine on his own whether a person has fully recovered, before matching his personal judgement with the output of the diagnostic machines. This basically eliminates all possibility of a misdiagnosis. I would like to ask ... Dux Li, are you already at this level?" Ling Lan was unrelenting, chasing Li Shiyu with another question. Chapter 287: Apprehension! Chapter 287: Apprehension! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Li Shiyu could only continue to remain silent, because his medical skills were indeed still not yet at that level. Typically, military doctors who achieved that stage were those who had been practicing for up to 20 years and more; only umted medical experience could allow them to do so. "If you cannot do that, then how can you argue with me that Luo Lang¡¯s injuries are not a rpse of his old injuries?" asked Ling Lan with a raised brow. Boss, you¡¯re so despicable! Little Four and Luo Lang saw Li Shiyu being questioned so harshly by their boss that he waspletely flummoxed, and they could only shake their heads mutely and sigh. So easily and casually shunting responsibility to the other, without having to owe the other anything to boot ... once more, it was proven why only Boss Lan could be their boss. Sure enough, Boss Lan was stronger than them on all fronts. Even in terms of despicableness, this was so. Li Shiyu¡¯s chest heaved up and down, making Ling Lan rather worried about whether he would pass out from anger. She could not help but begin reflecting on whether she had taken things too far ... (And you only know this now?) 1 "Fine. Consider this asion my fault and just let Luo Lang return for treatment." Li Shiyu finally managed to suppress his anger and replied through clenched teeth. He red fiercely at Luo Lang, causing Luo Lang to feel a chill prate straight to his very bones. Seeing that stormy expression of Li Shiyu¡¯s, Luo Lang turned a pitiful look on his boss, pleading ¡ª could he not be treated by Li Shiyu again? Ling Lan pretended to see nothing, but she was cheering for Luo Lang inside her heart. In order to be even stronger, oh Luo Lang, why don¡¯t you just endure this suffering for a while? Ling Lan believed that leaving Luo Lang at the Military Medical Research Centre would definitely yield excellent results. After resolving the issue of Luo Lang, Ling Lan cheerfully left the Military Medical Research Centre. Seeing this, Li Lanfeng quickly said goodbye to Li Shiyu and left as well. He had borne witness to all of Ling Lan¡¯s cutting questions earlier and knew that Li Shiyu must be in a terrible mood right now. He was not going to stay and chance earning any spillover hate value. Li Lanfeng had not forgotten that he had entered together with Ling Lan ¡ª if Li Shiyu thought he was Ling Lan¡¯spanion, then it would be a tragedy 2 . Besides, he had some things he wanted to say to Ling Lan, so leaving now would be killing two birds with one stone. And so, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng left the Military Medical Research Centre together. After walking for a distance, Ling Lan halted abruptly. Lifting a brow, she turned to Li Lanfeng who had been trailing behind her all this while and asked, "Can I help you?" Li Lanfeng smiled and nodded. Taking a step forward, he drew closer to Ling Lan, causing Ling Lan to frown slightly. This was because she did not like strangers to get too close to her, but Li Lanfeng¡¯s following words made her forget all of this. "Luo Lang¡¯s injuries ... have something to do with the Tianji incident, right?" Li Lanfeng said under his breath so only the two of them could hear. Ling Lan shot a cool look at Li Lanfeng and asked in return, "The matter of Tianji ... I heard their headquarters copsed. The academy administration is investigating now; there¡¯s no official report yet. Pray tell how Senior Li came to this idea? Could it be that you have some insider information? Can you tell this Junior and clear my confusion?" "Shi Mingyi has be a vegetable ..." Li Lanfengmented with a half-smile, "Other people may not know where his predilectionsy, but I know very well. It¡¯s such a coincidence that Luo Lang¡¯s appearance is exactly the type that Shi Mingyi favours. I¡¯ve also found out that Luo Lang had visited the Military Medical Research Centre once yesterday afternoon. But I asked Young Master Shiyu and he knew nothing of it." Ling Lan¡¯s expression did not change at all at his words. As calm as usual, she replied, "Senior Li, baseless conjecture will only lead people to the wrong conclusion. If you want to know why Luo Lang went to the Military Medical Research Centre yesterday afternoon, I can give you an exnation." Ling Lan paused for a beat then continued, "In fact, since the beginning of yesterday afternoon, Luo Lang had felt something off about his body. So, after finishing the day¡¯s physical training courses, he hurried off to the Military Medical Research Centre, thinking to find Dux Li. However, our New Cadet Regiment suddenly received a mission from the administration of the military academy, and this mission was directly assigned by the upper ranks to Luo Lang by name. That¡¯s why we called Luo Lang to return, and this is also why Luo Lang had rushed back without seeing Dux Li." On this end, Ling Lan wasposedly spinning a believable tale for Li Lanfeng, while inside the mindspace, the flustered Little Four was hurriedly modifying information on the mainframe ording to Ling Lan¡¯s words. Who¡¯d have thought that even after she had wiped the te so clean, this Li Lanfeng before her now had actually still managed to pick at a corner? As expected of those within the military academy ... this seemingly harmless, genial, gentleman-like Li Lanfeng actually possessed such formidable deductive abilities ... quite frightening when he began to scheme. It was lucky that the other had not been more patient,ing to her immediately with just this bit of suspicion, thus giving her the chance to fill in all the gaps. Otherwise, if he had continued to investigate stealthily just like this, he might really find something incriminating. At that thought, Ling Lan could not help but feel some dyed fear, bing rather apprehensive towards Li Lanfeng. Once Little Four returned to confirm that he had settled everything, Ling Lan continued to say, "All of this should be recorded within the school mainframe. I believe that Senior Li has many talents in your camp, so you should be able to find the relevant records ..." Ling Lan¡¯s words made Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart clench ¡ª had he truly made a mistake? Just as Li Lanfeng was wavering in shocked indecision, Ling Lan advised him with a half-smile, "That¡¯s why, Senior Li, we need to learn how to fully understand the truth first beforeing to conclusions. Otherwise, it¡¯s very likely that we will bring unwanted trouble to ourselves and others. I believe Senior Li agrees with me, right?" Ling Lan¡¯s words were vaguely threatening, but Li Lanfeng did not mind at all, instead smiling to say, "I was just afraid that this matter really had something to do with Junior Ling Lan and your friends. You all have just offended Leiting, and now if you all offend Tianji as well, life will really be very difficult for you all in the military academy. But since this matter has nothing to do with you juniors, then I can stop worrying." Li Lanfeng¡¯s words made Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrow lightly ¡ª what was the intention of Li Lanfeng telling her all this? Was he really just being nice? Li Lanfeng did not care what Ling Lan thought, directly bidding farewell to her. Before he departed, he left onest statement behind which could be taken as an expression of concern, or which may perhaps have some deeper meaning. He said, "Junior, your spiritual mutation is very powerful, but try to use as little of it as you can. You cannot be certain that there is no one else at this military academy with a spiritual mutation simr to yours ... be careful in all things!" That subtle smile Li Lanfeng directed at her before he left raised warning gs in Ling Lan¡¯s mind. What in the world had Li Lanfeng discovered? In her bewilderment, Ling Lan turned to Little Four to ask what he thought, but Little Four¡¯s answer only made Ling Lan even more confused. Little Four said that this Li Lanfeng overall gave him a sense of familiarity, but Li Lanfeng was keeping everything under a tight lid. The slight trace of aura he exuded seemed like someone they knew, but it was also somewhat foreign as well ... Little Four just could not tell who he was like right then; perhaps if they interacted with him a few more times, Little Four would be able to find something more useful ... Alright, since Little Four also had no good answers, Ling Lan could only push Li Lanfeng to the back of her mind for the moment. Besides, Li Lanfeng did not seem to have any bad intentions right now anyway, so Ling Lan decided not to waste too much effort thinking about him, because she now needed to begin working on the mission the New Cadet Regiment had epted. Although Luo Lang had returned to the Military Medical Research Centre to continue treatment, the selection of the honour guard to wee the examiners still had to proceed. Ling Lan brought Wu Jiong and Xie Yi along, and they began selection activities among the New Cadet Regiment. Over the course of a few days, they finally rounded up a full team of members who fit the criteria the school administration wanted. Subsequently, Ling Lan¡¯s team took charge of the training of this reception team. Those ceremonial tasks, such as lining up and weing procedures, were all handled by Wu Jiong, who was from a military elite family. Meanwhile, Ling Lan hung back till the end, where she then unleashed her horrifying force of presence upon them, letting these members ustom themselves to the feeling. Ling Lan believed that these examiners would certainly consist of battle-hardened soldier kings, so they would definitely carry a thick air of killing intent about them. If the members of the reception team could not get used to this type of oppressive killing intent, then no matter how perfect their preparations in lining up and weing the others were, the moment the members met the examiners, they would still be scared spineless by them and be unable to move. That would be too disgraceful for their New Cadet Regiment. Ling Lan¡¯s words received everyone¡¯s agreement. In particr, Wu Jiong was deeply moved ... No wonder every time he saw his father or his grandfather, he would be so afraid that he found himself stilling in fright. One look was enough to almost send him slumping to the ground in fear. This was probably the endless killing intent they had cultivated from their experiences on the battlefield affecting his mind and spirit. On Ling Lan¡¯s end, training for the reception was going on like a raging fire, while Luo Lang continued to endure the unbearably torturous treatment procedure under Li Shiyu. With regards to Luo Lang¡¯s return, Qi Long and Li Yingjie were filled with extreme schadenfreude. Frankly, when Luo Lang had left this abyss of misery so early, getting away from the research centre, the two of them had been rather disgruntled. Think about it ¡ª they had all been injured within the same trench 3 , so what right did Luo Lang have to escape so quickly while they had to continue staying here and suffer? Of course their feelings would be imbnced! Thus, when they found out that Luo Lang had returned, all their discontentment was cleared away. It could only be said that these two were the absolute worst of good friends! Another ten days went by, and Luo Lang finally recovered fully. Once again, he was discharged by Li Shiyu. Of course, before he was discharged this time, Li Shiyu ran countless examinations on him, even asking his instructor for a second opinion, because he was now extremely afraid that Ling Lan would continue extorting him. However, in the eyes of Li Shiyu¡¯s instructor, this action was somendable that he was touched. Look at this beloved disciple of his. How cautious and meticulous he was! As a military doctor, this was the correct attitude to have, being responsible for one¡¯s own patient till the very end ... and so the instructors¡¯ satisfaction levels towards Li Shiyu once again reached an all-time high, which was an unexpected boon for Li Shiyu. Who knows how Li Shiyu would feel about this when he finds out? Should he hate Ling Lan or be grateful to her for creating such a beautiful misunderstanding? Being discharged along with Luo Lang were Qi Long and Li Yingjie. Qi Long, in particr, had recovered astoundingly quickly. Although his injuries had been the worst among the three of them, his physical constitution was the best and his body¡¯s ability to absorb the medical agents was also very strong. Thus, the three of them coincidentally ended up recovering altogether to be discharged at the same time. When the three of them stepped out of the Military Medical Research Centre, they were so moved that they instantly hid their faces and cried. D*mmit, they were finally free of that hell! Even the typically upbeat and fearless Qi Long had been thoroughly traumatised by Li Shiyu¡¯s fearsome treatment methods, while Li Yingjie found fear growing within his heart. From this point on, he had an unshakeable psychological apprehension towards his cousin brother. In future, this would cause him to not dare to disobey Li Shiyu¡¯s orders at a critical moment ... 4 It had to be said that Li Shiyu had indeed achieved his objectives through this move. He had established a ¡¯brotherly bond¡¯ with Li Yingjie, making them able to watch out for one another in the end. And though this bond was somewhat counter to his original imaginings, at the bottom of it, Li Yingjie would still listen to him now 5 . Chapter 288: The Assessment Team! Chapter 288: The Assessment Team! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The moment Luo Lang came out, he was whisked away by Wu Jiong to join the reception team. Initially, Luo Lang did not want to participate, but when he found out Boss Ling Lan was also part of the team, all his protestations died on his lips. Think about it. The boss was already doing it ¡ª how could the follower hide? Not only that, Li Yingjie, who had just escaped the abyss of misery with him, was also snatched up by Ling Lan to join. Even though he really wanted to object, when Ling Lan swept a cial stare upon him, Li Yingjie could only rub his nose and obediently ept his fate. Li Yingjie believed that Boss Ling Lan was still 100 times more brutal than his own second elder cousin brother. Just like that, after training for approximately three days, it was finally their time to debut. Ling Lan led a bunch of handsome youths with stately physiques to the only main road connecting the military academy to the outside world. There, they arranged themselves into a long line, whereafter they stood tall and unmoving. Dressed in the white and blue ceremonial military uniforms specially designed by the school, these youths appeared extraordinarily heroic with maximum visual impact, a real treat for the eyes of any observers. The administrators of the school who came to supervise were extremely satisfied by this. Of course, this was just the first step ¡ª whether these youths were just pretty on the surface, or were true gems, would still depend on their uing performance. The assessment teams from the various army divisions arrived one after the other to the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. When they saw the reception team standing there in wee, they were all startled. When had the First Men¡¯s Military Academy begun doing such a thing as well? "Salute!" Ling Lan cried out, and all the members of the reception team lifted their heads and executed a cadet¡¯s salute almost simultaneously. The coordinated dance of their white gloves, along with their stern and serious faces, caused the initially indifferent attitudes of those from the assessment team to shift, bing serious and proper in turn. They reflexively lifted their hands to return a salute, before solemnly walking past the reception team towards the inner grounds of the school. As every assessment team walked by the reception team, though their attitudes were extremely solemn, it could not be denied that there was a trace of approval in their eyes. It looked like the performance of the reception team had indeed pleased them. Seeing this, the administrators of the school could not help but be secretly gleeful, certain that their decision back then was not wrong. These new cadets were surprisingly capable ¡ª doing things this way fully disyed the masculine force and daring of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Taking the members¡¯ handsome appearances and their youthful manners into consideration as well, even the most stubborn and bitter soldier could not help but find their mood lifted by such a sight. All the assessment teams were to arrive over the course of three days. The teams included the 23 permanent army divisions and 10 or so other independent armies. It could not be considered a lot, but it was not very little either ¡ª every single assessment team that passed by was greeted by the reception team as if they were facing a great enemy, with all of their strength. Perhaps the military academy¡¯s pretty boy strategy had seeded, for after the assessment teams arrived at the school, their attitudes did indeed seem much better than before during the previous years. This made the administrators of the school let out a great sigh of relief ¡ª it looked like they had done the right thing. Ling Lan snorted derisively at how the military academy rxed just like that. She did not believe that the assessment teams would show any mercy just because they now had a good impression of the school. When it was necessary to be ruthless, they definitely would not falter and show mercy. This was the base nature of apetent soldier. It could only be said that the school administrators had been away from the army for too long ¡ª they had already forgotten some things. However, Ling Lan would not go remind these administrators ¡ª after all, the cadets just needed toplete the task set by the military academy and that would be enough. As for the final oue, that had nothing to do with the new cadets at all; Ling Lan was perfectly happy to be a carefree bystander. However, Ling Lan¡¯sposure onlysted for the first two days. On the third day, when the representatives of the 23rd Division appeared, Ling Lan¡¯sposed face finally faltered. The 23rd Division was one of the new permanent army divisions of the Federation. When it had appeared on the name list of assessment teams, it had drawn the collective attention of all the instructors at the academy. Of course, it being the division of her own dad, no matter how cool Ling Lan acted, she could not help but specte who her dad had sent to take charge of the assessment this time. She naturally wished that a fair and unbiased team leader would be sent so that the 23rd Division could leave an excellent impression with the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. However, when she saw one man stepping down from the special train from the spaceport, her initially unmoved ice-block face finally cracked, giving a violent twitch. That man who was intentionally pulling his army cap down with arge face-mask covering half his face ... even though he was dressed in a major general uniform, pretending to be aloof, how could this familiar presence fool her eyes? Ling Lan clenched her teeth internally. ¡¯Bloody hell, why is my idiot dad here?! What in the world is he nning?¡¯ "Ah, it¡¯s daddy ... !!" In the mindspace, Little Four¡¯s eyes were spilling over with red hearts, squealing joyfully as he stared at Ling Xiao fanatically. He was instantly sent flying with a kick from Ling Lan. "You bloody keep quiet!" "Boo hoo hoo, Boss, I haven¡¯t seen daddy in so long. Why aren¡¯t we saying hi to daddy?" Little Four quickly scrambled back, crying as he hugged Ling Lan¡¯s leg, strongly requesting to go reunite with their daddy. "It¡¯s obvious from a nce that this idiot dad is here undercover. How can I go greet him?" Ling Lan stared speechlessly at that man who thought he was disguised so well, really unsure what she could say anymore. Luckily, the people by his side were intentionally blocking off the others¡¯ line of sight, and Ling Xiao himself was keeping a low profile, so his identity was not exposed. When the 23rd Division assessment team passed before Ling Lan, Ling Xiao abruptly stopped. His eyes, the only part of him exposed, were clearly smiling as he asked, "Both stance and ceremony are pretty good. Are you all freshmen?" Was he intentionally making conversation? Ling Lan mentally rolled her eyes dramatically at her dad, but asposed as usual on the surface, she saluted and replied, "Yes, Sir." Ling Xiao turned to look at the apanying administrators beside Ling Lan and said with augh, "Not bad! Having such ir even as freshmen. It looks like the First Men¡¯s Military Academy lives up to its name!" Ling Xiao¡¯s intention was absolutely to praise his own daughter, nothing at all to do with the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. However, the administrators registered his words differently. Almost everyone felt that this was the representative of the 23rd Division expressing appreciation for the military academy, and this instantly injected joy onto their faces. It was wonderful! But of course they still acted humble on the surface, repeatedly saying ¡¯not at all, not at all¡¯. Mind you, even though the previous other divisions had reacted favourably towards the weing team, they had not said anything outright, maintaining the unassable dignity of an army division all the way. It was unexpected that the leader of the 23rd Division¡¯s team was so friendly ¡ª this made the 23rd Division¡¯s impression rise by several notches more in the administrators¡¯ eyes. At the same time, they were awed at how General Ling Xiao was truly General Ling Xiao ¡ª even a subordinate of his was so nice, causing others to feel as if visited by a balmy spring breeze. They began to n ¡ª since the 23rd Division thought so well of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, could it be that they would take in more cadets from the school this time? At that thought, the administrators¡¯ hearts heated up with excitement. They all prepared to return and pass on the word to all the instructors, telling them to encourage the students to apply for enlistment to the 23rd Division as much as possible ... This fondness the administrators had for the 23rd Division would continue on indefinitely after this. In future, every year, they would not forget to remind the instructors to encourage their students to choose enlistment with the 23rd Division as much as they could ... This was Ling Xiao¡¯s personal charisma ¡ª he would always breed a favourable impression in others¡¯ hearts, and they would then choose to follow him without even knowing it! "Wowowowow, Daddy¡¯s awesome!" Witnessing this scene, Little Four once again turned into a crazed fan, staring adoringly at Ling Xiao with his face cupped in his hands. At this moment, Little Four looked nothing like an intelligence entity 1 . Ling Lan stared up at the sky, speechless. She just knew that whenever Little Four met Ling Xiao, his systems would shut down and his higher functions would stop working. It looked like if she wanted to preserve Little Four¡¯s reliability, she would need to keep him away from Ling Xiao. "This youth is pretty good. While we¡¯re here at the military academy, is it possible to ask this student to apany us and take us around the school, so that we can better understand things?" Ling Xiao requested from the administrators smilingly as he pointed at Ling Lan. The administrators naturally moured to agree ¡ª didn¡¯t this mean that the 23rd Division¡¯s interest in the school was that much greater? This was a good thing! They must support this! This move of Ling Xiao¡¯s instantly threw Ling Lan¡¯s ns out the window 2 , causing Ling Lan to silently gnash her teeth. It looked like Little Four would be unable to help her for a long time after this. Just like that, within the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, the first meeting between the Ling Xiao and Ling Lan father-daughter pair went by so unremarkably without drawing anyone¡¯s attention ... Oh, no, well that was not quite true. After the representative of the 23rd Division assessment team had walked a distance away, Luo Lang, who had been standing right beside Ling Lan, asked her softly with a face filled with confusion, "Boss Lan, you know that person?" Ling Lan quirked a brow, answering with just a look, as if asking why Luo Lang was asking this question. "I felt your aura be a little unsteady earlier ..." said Luo Lang uncertainly. Ever since subduing all his secondary personalities, Luo Lang¡¯s sixth sense had be extremely sensitive. He was now able to pick up the emotions of those he cared about, like how Ling Lan had obviously felt a little troubled earlier. "Tell you when we get back," Ling Lan replied lowly. Since her dad was here, she believed that her old man absolutely would not leave quietly without a trace ¡ª he would definitely cause some trouble. Moreover, she too wanted to let her dad meet thesepanions by her side. She wanted to tell her father that thesepanions were her most treasured brothers and that she hoped Ling Xiao would value them highly as well. At this time, Ling Lan still had not realised that her current actions were just like that of a child on the cusp of growing up seeking a parent¡¯s approval. Luo Lang nodded his head at her reply and said nothing more. This was because the weing ceremony had not ended yet ¡ª there were still a few more assessment teams from both the divisions and the independent armies about to arrive. Three days were enough to make even these youths with excellent physical constitutions feel thoroughly wrung out. When the administrators finally dered the end of their task, the youths all cheered wildly, extremely grateful that they had finally left this abyss of misery behind. Truth be told, even though the whole thing seemed to only be a few simple movements ¡ª standing at attention, lining up, and saluting ¡ª the mental pressure the youths were under belied their casual demeanours. These soldiers who were here for the assessment were all battle-hardened soldier kings from various battlefields ¡ª an oppressive cloud of killing intent hung around them, constantly challenging the psychological resilience of these youths at every turn. Facing these strong and formidable examiner-soldiers, the youths had been able to perform their duties so perfectly,posed and assured, unusually calm and undisturbed, all because of Ling Lan¡¯s daily bombardment with her own aura. This allowed the youths to be used to this type of killing intent within the shortest period of time possible. In the end, they had persevered andpleted their mission wlessly. At the same time, they had also left an extremely favourable impression with those assessment team representatives. This established solid foundations for their future development ¡ª no matter which army division they went to, as long as they mentioned being part of this year¡¯s reception team, those officers would view them with different eyes. It went without question that their future development would definitely not be too bad. Chapter 289: Missing His Son? Chapter 289: Missing His Son? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr It was worth mentioning that those excellent youths had still been frightened badly by that major general of the 23rd Division. The moment the other had appeared, they had sensed the horrifying force of presence emanating from that major general¡¯s body. It was almost enough to crumble theirposure instantly. If the other had not stopped to speak with Ling Lan, thus dissipating this pressure, they might not have been able to hold up for long. This also made them secretly admire the 23rd Division even more ... as expected of General Ling Xiao¡¯s man ¡ªpared to the other divisions, the 23rd Division¡¯s representative was clearly much more impressive. This caused these youths to revere the 23rd Division greatly ¡ª 4 yearster 1 , quite a number of students would choose the 23rd Division as their enlistment goal. This was certainly a beautiful misunderstanding. Just think ¡ª if the full force of Ling Lan¡¯s presence at optimal peak of Qi-Jin was unleashed, it would naturally exceed the pressure exerted by a regr officer. Besides that, the visiting officers were afraid to put too much pressure on the students, so they had all tamped down on their force of presence. Thus, these students had the false impression that the 23rd Division was much strongerpared to the other teams. Furthermore, Ling Xiao was a god-ss operator. Even if he was fully suppressing his presence, when the gap between the realms of two parties was too wide, mere proximity would be enough for the weaker party to feel a tremendous pressure. This was also why those students had felt the pressure so keenly. However, when Ling Xiao had spoken with his daughter, his mood had be joyful, which had subconsciously rxed his defensive aura, thus reducing that pressure by a significant amount. In fact, it was precisely this kind of moment that would be a prime opportunity to assassinate Ling Xiao. It had to be said that Ling Xiao¡¯s only two weaknesses were Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan. Thus, it wasn¡¯t that those other representatives were not strong ¡ª the father-daughter duo of Ling Xiao and Ling Lan were just too strong, which was why such a wondrous misunderstanding was created. After bidding farewell to the other team members, Ling Lan led Luo Lang back to their vi. Before Ling Lan could tell Luo Lang the truth, however, Ling Lan received a notification from the school administrators. The message said that there were representatives from the 23rd Division on their way to her vi for a tour. At the end of the message, the administrators did not forget to remind Ling Lan to try and find chances to extol the virtues of the school. If the academy did well, then everyone would be even better off. Ling Lan hung up the call with a frigid expression on her face, while the news made Han Jijyun and the others exchange looks. The assessment teams had nothing to do with them freshmen ... so why did this person from the 23rd Division want toe find them? Right then, they were a little blind, having forgotten for the moment that themander of the 23rd Division was Ling Lan¡¯s dad, Ling Xiao. Alright, since Ling Lan had never spoken much about Ling Xiao in front of them, as time went by, they had almostpletely neglected the fact that Ling Xiao was Ling Lan¡¯s father. This was a ssic example of missing something in in sight. It could only be said that, in their minds, Ling Lan was formidable enough in her own right to make them forget about Ling Xiao¡¯s existence. "Hells, what other tricks is that idiot father nning?" A grumpy Ling Lan could only wait in the living room for her dad to arrive, her expression frosty. Seeing Boss Lan shrouded in cold air, everyone knew that Ling Lan was in a bad mood. By now, Luo Lang could already confirm that his boss most definitely knew that major general back there. Among thoseing to the vi, other than the representative from the school administration, there were only 3 people from the 23rd Division. The leader was Ling Xiao, while the other two trailed behind him silently. When Ling Xiao stepped into the hall of the vi, the other two men automatically chose two strategic positions and nted themselves there. Seeing this, Ling Lan knew that these two must be her dad¡¯s personal bodyguards because of the positions they had chosen. One was at the window ¡ª the range of sight at the window was vast, allowing him to have a firm grasp of the situation outside. Meanwhile, the other was standing at a position that would be almost overlooked by all the people in the hall, but where all the people would be clearly captured by his gaze. In other words, any strange movements by the people within the hall would be seen by him. One obvious, one unassuming; one outward-facing, one internal ¡ª their cooperation was impable. Ling Xiao nodded at Ling Lan¡¯s group of six with a smile. Under the administrator¡¯s arrangement, he sat on a sofa in the hall and began chatting amicably with Ling Lan¡¯s group, getting a rough idea of their situation. Then, he conversed for a bit with the administrator, and finally, by his request, the representative from the administration had no choice but to leave reluctantly. Of course, when he left, the administrator did not forget to throw a pointed nce in Ling Lan¡¯s direction. Once the administrator was gone, there was only Ling Lan¡¯s team left in the vi and Ling Xiao¡¯s group of three. Only then did Ling Xiao drop his schrly gentleman demeanour, shaking out his arms as he leaned back into the sofa and grumbled, "Speaking with them, is really so tiring!" The way he was behaving, loose and rxed like he was in his own home, made the corners of the eyes of his two bodyguards twitch subtly. In their minds, they were probably howling: Sir, please maintain some bit of the decorum and dignity a general should have! Of course, this behaviour also made Qi Long and the others stare at one another, uncertain what they should do. If this were a proper conversation, they might still know what they could say, but this type of situation was beyond their expectations, so they really had no clue how to react anymore. Unanimously, they all turned to look at their boss Ling Lan. Ling Lan had his arms folded across his chest as he stared coldly at the other ... alright, Boss was definitely in a bad mood. They had better keep their distance. Surreptitiously, Han Jijyun, Xie Yi, and Lin Zhong-qing retreated several steps back in unison. Han Jijyun was a staunch brother, not forgetting to tug on Qi Long¡¯s arm to alert this rather insensitive fellow. Qi Long stared in confusion as the three put some distance between themselves and Boss Lan, but then he checked his boss¡¯s aura ... fine, he may be a bit insensitive, but his animal instinct let him understand that Han Jijyun and the others were acting appropriately. And so, he followed suit instantly to retreat, and holding true to the ideology of helping arade who had suffered with him before, he did not forget to alert Luo Lang while he was at it. Just like this, Luo Lang also realised the danger and retreated silently. These actions only took several seconds toplete ¡ª if one was not paying attention, the five of them would seem to have dashed back at about the same time. Perhaps the cold air around Ling Lan was rather aggressive ¡ª it took a while, but Ling Xiao finally discovered that his daughter did not seem to wee his arrival. He quickly stood up and said with an awkward smile, "Cadet, has our visit troubled you?" "What do you think? Sir Major General?" responded Ling Lan coolly. She could already predict that her initially peaceful and tranquil cadet life, would definitely be destroyed by her old man ... (Truth be told, Ling Lan¡¯s cadet life had never been tranquil from the start ... could this be considered Ling Lan wilfully trumping up a charge to condemn Ling Xiao?) 2 Ling Lan¡¯s retort caused Lin Zhong-qing and Xie Yi to suck in a cold breath. Was it really okay to use this kind of hostile attitude when interacting with a major general from the 23rd Division? Only Han Jijyun seemed to have an inkling spark through his mind, but it went by so quickly that he could not grab hold of it. This made him crinkle his brow and descend into thought. Those two bodyguards of Ling Xiao also frowned at the same time ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s manner made them extremely angry. As Ling Xiao¡¯s personal bodyguards, they would not permit anyone to show any disrespect to their senior officer, especially since this senior officer was also the one they revered the most. The only one who was still as cheerful as ever was Ling Xiao; he did not mind Ling Lan¡¯s attitude in the least. In short, no matter what expression or motions his daughter did, in this father¡¯s eyes, they were all perfect and wonderful ... See, this is my daughter! Her proud bones would absolutely never break just from a show of greater power! As expected of a progeny of mine, Ling Xiao¡¯s! In the eyes of this twenty-four filial exemrs dad, his own child was absolutely faultless. If by any chance there was any fault, then it still must be the fault of other people. Thus, an internally gleeful Ling Xiao walked towards Ling Lan, all smiles as he opened his arms wide and said, "In short, for this duration of time at the academy, I¡¯ll be troubling you." Ling Xiao moved forwards, nning to use a passionate hug to convey how proud he was right now, as well as give an outlet for his full berth of fatherly love. This passionate action of Ling Xiao¡¯s made theplexions of Ling Lan¡¯s team of five pale. Having already retreated a distance away previously, they once again took several steps back right now in unison, putting even more distance between them and Ling Lan. They knew very well that their boss really hated any physical contact with strangers. Even with them, unless absolutely necessary, he would note close and touch them, much less this type of passionate embrace. Han Jijyun could not help but peek at Boss Lan who was emitting a steady flow of cold air, standing stiffly right ahead of them. He hoped his boss would be able to just tolerate this hug this time ¡ª after all, the other was a major general of the 23rd Division. If they offended the other ... Wait, something was not right. Wasn¡¯t the 23rd Division Ling Lan¡¯s father¡¯s division? Han Jijyun¡¯s brain finally seemed to figure something out. He turned his head to stare gobsmacked at that obviously affectionate major general, and a notion sparked through his mind ... Reality proved that Ling Lan would not resign herself to things she disliked. She abruptly raised a fist and ploughed it straight into the offending person¡¯s abdomen. A ¡¯bam¡¯ and Ling Lan sent her dad reeling back into the sofa with one punch. This extremely tant attack made the two men by Ling Xiao¡¯s side nch dramatically ¡ª they had nned to intercept the attack, but they had been frozen in ce by a tremendous force of presence at that instant. Bewildered, they stared at their senior officer, not even daring to struggle. This was because they were well aware who was the source of this force of presence ¡ª it was precisely their leader General Ling Xiao. Looking at Ling Xiao ying up how pitiful he was byying on the sofa cradling his stomach with a pained expression, Ling Lan blew on her own fists lightly and then asked coldly, "What are you doing here?" "I missed you," said Ling Xiao, his gaze sad and pleading. Despite appearances, he was actually extremely d in his heart, because this behaviour of Ling Lan¡¯s proved that his daughter had already recognised him even with his disguise. As expected of his daughter ¡ª what keen and discerning eyes 3 , able to see the truth with just one nce. "You actually abandoned the 23rd Division so irresponsibly toe here? Is that how amander should act?" Ling Lan¡¯s ice-block face finally cracked as she bellowed in a deep voice. Why had she thought that Ling Xiao was a responsible and good man worthy of trust? Sure enough, the idealised image in her heart was having a serious mismatch with reality. Ling Lan felt that she had been duped. This bellow stupefied Qi Long and the others. They stared in shock at that major general sitting on the sofa cradling his stomach, his eyes the only thing exposed on his face. So he was the gentle-mannered and refreshing-like-a-spring-breeze national idol, General Ling Xiao? Only Han Jijyun let out a soft sigh, thinking, ¡¯So it is him!¡¯ "I missed my son, so what¡¯s wrong withing to visit him?" Since his charade had been exposed by his daughter, Ling Xiao no longer tried to pretend. He sat up properly on the sofa and tugged down that rather stifling mask, dering why he hade with bold righteousness. Chapter 290: Ling Xiaos Wish! Chapter 290: Ling Xiao¡¯s Wish! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Beneath the mask was, as expected, that handsome face which the entire Federation was crazy about. On it, was Ling Xiao¡¯s trademark smile, still as likeable and respectable as ever. Ling Xiao¡¯s words made his two bodyguards stare in shock at Ling Lan. Although they had always known General Ling Xiao had a child, they had not known the particrs, much less that he was studying at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. No wonder the general had randomly decided toe here this time ¡ª he was probably here to see his child. Realisation shed through the two bodyguards¡¯ eyes, and they turned unanimously to stare somewhere else, showing that they were unconcerned with their senior officer¡¯s private matters. But clearly, their ears were perked up high ¡ª deep inside, they were still very curious about how General Ling Xiao interacted with his son ... These straightforward words of Ling Xiao, filled with fatherly love, left Ling Lan somewhat uncertain on how to react. Mind you, when they had first met, Ling Xiao¡¯s demeanour had been extremely reserved. It should be said that, having been absent for the 16 years of Ling Lan¡¯s life when she had been growing up, Ling Xiao waspletely clueless about how he should express his fatherly love ... Equally flustered, both Ling Lan and Ling Xiao had been trying to adapt to their new roles, trying to ept each other¡¯s existence. Unexpectedly, after this time apart, seeing Ling Xiao again, her father had actually changed his original warm but reserved mannerpletely, bing extremely aggressive in his approach, all ¡¯I am your father so you must ept me¡¯ ... but this type of Ling Xiao was something Ling Lan was not ready for, so she actually did not know what to do anymore. She couldn¡¯t very well say coyly back that she did not need her dad to miss her ... right, this type of flirtatious conversation was really inappropriate between them. Therefore, Ling Lan could only react with silence! "You¡¯ve been gone for so long, we all miss you a lot. Also, your mum has been worried these days whether you¡¯re adapting well to life in the military academy, so when she found out about this opportunity, she asked me toe and see." Ling Xiao saw Ling Lan staying silent and felt that something was up, so after once more expressing how much he had missed his daughter, he decisively pushed the me 1 onto his wife. Before outsiders, ahem ahem, he still had to maintain his dignity as a general somehow. Ling Lan peered coldly at him, then replied evenly, "Tell mum that I¡¯m fine on all fronts here. And also, if you are missing your son, I rmend, father, that you go back and discuss things over with mum. Based on the current situation, the both of you could just birth another one. At that time, you won¡¯t have the free time for your mind to stray anymore." "Er ... that¡¯s a matter forter." Ling Xiao could only chuckle awkwardly at this reply of Ling Lan¡¯s which gave him no face, but he did not dare to say anything in return. Who asked him to owe his own daughter so much as a dad? The fact remained that it was all his fault ¡ª putting aside his disappearance for 16 years, why did he have to make such a huge blunder right after he returned? Actually sending his own daughter right into the great wolves¡¯ den of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy ... every time he thought of this, Ling Xiao could not help but stamp his feet and pound his chest, unbelievably frustrated and annoyed. Although Ling Xiao had received a blow from Ling Lan, his extraordinarily strong heart waspletely fine. He continued to carry out his n with determination. Yes, before he had to leave the military academy, he intended to capture the heart of his daughter and let her call him ¡¯daddy¡¯ with full sincerity, not this cold and emotionless address she was using now. Just imagining his daughter coyly and adorably calling him ¡¯daddy¡¯, he felt ardour and zeal coursing through his blood. Right then, Ling Xiao had conveniently ignored reality ¡ª would Ling Lan, with her typically cold-domineering-unruly swag, really morph into a delicate and cute persona and address someone coyly? Clearly, Ling Xiao¡¯s imaginings would absolutely never be reality ... Before Ling Lan, even Ling Xiao had to back off sometimes ¡ª his initially warm smile filled with boundless sunshine even seemed a little awkward now ¡ª but it was precisely this conciliatory andpromising disy of fatherly love which caused a multitude of feelings to well up in the hearts of Qi Long and the others. Some of them were even looking at their boss with admiration and reverence ¡ª as expected of their Boss Lan, even in the face of General Ling Xiao, he could be so collected and domineering ... Rting the rtionship between Ling Xiao and Ling Lan to their rtionships with their own fathers, all of them felt like crying. Why was Boss Lan¡¯s father, General Ling Xiao, so good-tempered, so warm and nice, and so tolerant? When they thought about their own dads back home with angry nted brows and full of criticism, they began to wonder whether they had been wild children randomly picked up from somewhere ... 2 It had to be said that Ling Xiao¡¯s method of expressing his fatherly love had hurt the souls of these children. As a result, after reflecting on this pain, Ling Lan¡¯s band of littlepanions all decided that when they returned home, they would raise their gs and fight for independence, beginning their prolonged revolutionary life. This would also cause their fathers to stab knives at Ling Xiao¡¯s image in the dark depths of the night when no one else was around ... Against this move of Ling Xiao¡¯s, even theposed Ling Lan was helpless and relented. How could Ling Lan have known that this national idol, this supreme elite of the Federation, would actually be this thick-skinned? Ling Lan, who had always not been good at expressing herself, could only rub her nose at this time, keeping her silence once again. She couldn¡¯t very well heartlessly chase away her dad who had travelled all this way to visit her! At the heart of it, this behaviour of Ling Xiao¡¯s had still moved Ling Lan considerably ¡ª right then, she truly felt like she was a wild and unruly daughter being spoilt and pampered by her father. Who was Ling Xiao? He immediately sensed the softening of his daughter¡¯s heart and was instantly overjoyed, convinced that he had done the right thing. Honestly, regarding how Ling Lan had always been unwilling to ept him as her daddy, Ling Xiao had been very anxious despite feeling resigned to it. After saying goodbye to Ling Lan previously, he had constantly been thinking how he could resolve this distance between Ling Lan and him. Ling Xiao had never been a father before ¡ª so suddenly having a daughter emerge out of nowhere made him exceedingly flustered, unsure how tomunicate with her. Although Ling Xiao did not know what to do, he was someone who was willing to learn. Thus, even while he was working on establishing the 23rd Division, he had not forgotten to purchase lots of reading materials about parent and child rtionships from the virtualwork. Outside work, whenever he had the free time, he would hide away in his study and pore over these books diligently, trying hard to seek a solution to his problem ... After reading through countless books, he finally felt it was time to progress to the next stage. Thus, he had decisively grabbed the chance toe down here to the military academy and rushed over excitedly, prepared to sweep away this issue that had been guing him for so long in one concerted attempt. In short, he would definitely be the most perfect daddy in his daughter¡¯s eyes. Therefore, the moment they met, he had followed the instructions of the books: Fatherly love should not be hidden. It must be explicitly expressed, otherwise your child will not feel it and think you do not love him ... Only by letting your child feel your love will he ept you, and only then can you establish a close rtionship with your child ... Of course, when Ling Xiao read those books, he was absolutely ignoring that line of extremely small print at the bottom of the covers: This book is only suitable for use on babies aged 0-3. Ling Xiao felt as if he had gained something, which made him even more convinced of the efficacy of the books¡¯ guidance. All smiles, he looked towards the few youths standing behind Ling Lan and said kindly, "You all must be Ling Lan¡¯s good friends. It¡¯s a pleasure meeting you all for the first time. And also, thank you all for taking care of Ling Lan all this while." Ling Xiao¡¯s friendly manner flustered Qi Long and the others. Overwhelmed by this unexpected show of favour, they quickly replied, "Not at all, G-general Ling ..." Fine, having gotten used to the stern authoritative image of their own fathers, Ling Xiao¡¯s attitude of treating them like equals was undoubtedly a shock to them. Of course, at the same time, their expressions were dreamy. Even though they had long known that Ling Xiao was Ling Lan¡¯s father, they had never met him before. In their minds, Ling Xiao was still that national idol far away out of reach, their lifelong goal in their studies. And now, they had finally encountered their idol in the flesh in such close quarters. "You all are my son Ling Lan¡¯s good friends. Just call me Uncle Ling," said Ling Xiao with a wide smile. When Ling Lan heard this, the frost on her face thawed a little. Ling Xiao yelled a great big YES in his heart ¡ª sure enough, to be a qualified dad, one must treat the littlepanions who yed with one¡¯s child with a good attitude. This would make the child feel that they were respected, and they would just love you more and be even closer with you. "Yes, Un-uncle Ling!" They looked at that face of Ling Xiao¡¯s which was so youthful it could almost pass off as their own elder brother¡¯s, and once morepared it to the grizzled faces of their dads adorned with white sideburns, and were instantly tearing up inside. This cry of ¡¯uncle¡¯ was truly quite difficult for them. But they were well aware that these words of Ling Xiao meant that he had acknowledged them, epting them as Ling Lan¡¯s confidants. Watching Ling Xiao conversing with Qi Long and the others with full sincerity, his attitude warm and an easy smile on his face, Ling Lan stared up into the sky, utterly speechless. Ling Lan knew her dad¡¯s charisma was boundless, but this was truly too much. With just a simple exchange of words, he hadpletely taken Qi Long and the other four in under his spell. Seeing their faces filled with idolisation and adoration, Qi Long and the others might have already forgotten that they still had their boss by their side. This made Ling Lan feel a little wistful ¡ª as expected, she was still no match for her dad ... Even more frightening was the fact that, in the mindspace, Little Four had been screaming his adoration non-stop ever since Ling Xiao had arrived. He was making so much noise that her head hurt. Not only that, he was evenining that Ling Lan was not giving him a chance to talk with Ling Xiao. His various antics expressing his gloom and sadness almost made Ling Lan resort to domestic violence once more. Luckily for Little Four, after being tempered by Instructor Number Five¡¯s countless perverse training torments, Ling Lan still managed to restrain herself before she went berserk. Still, right after, Little Four was heartlessly thrown by Ling Lan into a small dark room, and the world was instantly peaceful and quiet again. Ling Lan felt refreshed and at ease down to her very soul. However, Ling Lan¡¯s good mood soon turned sour again. This was because she could hear Qi Long and the others telling Ling Xiao everything that had happened ever since they had entered the military academy without any reservations. They told him how they had been pressed by the seniors since joining the school, forced to ept a wagered fight with Leiting, and how three members of the New Cadet Regiment had been injured heavily in the subsequent arena, requiring Boss Lan to use his mighty fist to settle the issue, etcetera etcetera ... Fine, telling him all this, so be it, but unexpectedly, that brat Luo Lang actually told Ling Xiao all about the incident with Tianji with a grieved expression on his face. When Ling Xiao heard that there were actually evil and maniptive students within the school that liked the same gender 3 , his initially warm and genial smile finally cracked ... With a ¡¯boom¡¯, the livid Ling Xiao pped a powerful palm down onto the only tea table 4 in the living room of Ling Lan¡¯s vi, pulverizing it into dust. "Bastard, how dare he!" Ling Xiao roared. His force of presence whipped free for an instant, and all the lights in the hall shattered with consecutive pops, plunging the entire vi into darkness. Apparently, his daughter, who was as lovely as flowers and jade, was still in so much danger even though she was disguised as a boy ... Chapter 291: Not Wronged! Chapter 291: Not Wronged! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Staring out into the pitch ckness before her, Ling Lan could no longer keep calm. Through gritted teeth, she said, "Dear father, are you nning to demolish our living quarters? And then let us sleep on the streets?" Ling Xiao¡¯s anger which had been about to explode deted rapidly under this question of Ling Lan¡¯s, scattering to the winds. The entire hall was eerily silent for a few seconds, and then Ling Xiao could be heard to say carefully, "This ... I really could not control it. I¡¯m sorry, son, I¡¯ll take care next time." Next time? There would still be a next time? Ling Lan felt her head start to ache. She had known that her dading here would definitely not be calm and peaceful, but it still should not be to the extent of breaking her house down, right? In a very bad mood, Ling Lan¡¯s entire body was giving out endless cold air, dropping the temperature of the room instantly by several degrees, making the others in the room shiver involuntarily in the dark. Ling Xiao naturally knew that this was a sign that his daughter was truly enraged now, and so he could only ask hesitantly, "Then, this ... what should we do?" "What to do? Of course we¡¯ll need to fix it? And also, father, do you expect me to fix it personally?" Ling Lan stretched out a porcin hand with a cold expression, waving it in front of her dad¡¯s face. Ling Xiao naturally could not bear for his beloved daughter to do this kind of rough work, and so he said quickly, "I¡¯ll fix it, I¡¯ll fix it ..." Taking care of one¡¯s daughter was the solemn duty of a dad, not to mention that this ident was his fault anyway ¡ª he could not shirk the responsibility. "Sir, let us handle it," His bodyguards quickly stepped up to volunteer. If they let General Ling Xiao do such menial things himself, they could forget going back and just kill themselves here and now for the crime of doing so. "Uh ... then I¡¯ll leave this to you both. Thank you for the trouble." Ling Xiao knew that if he insisted on doing it himself, these two bodyguards would definitely disembowel themselves and use their deaths to pay for the ¡¯crime¡¯. In order to save two lives, he could only let them help him. "We¡¯ll help too." Although the two men who had volunteered were bodyguards, the insignia on their shoulders clearly marked them as majors. How could Qi Long and the others just sit around and watch the two majors repair their things? They quickly leapt up to lend a hand. In the face of the students¡¯ eagerness, the two bodyguards naturally would not refuse. Just like that, the few of them begun to clean up the mess Ling Xiao had made. In fact, the vi had its own self-automated sweeper and cleaning device, but unfortunately, Ling Xiao¡¯s burst of power had also destroyed those things as well. Thus, the group could only do things manually unless they sought out someone from the administration toe solve this, but that would be even more troublesome. Once everyone had begun busying themselves with their respective tasks, all of them leaving the hall, Ling Xiao turned to look at Ling Lan and said, "Do you want me to do anything? Son?" Even though Ling Xiao really wanted to call his child ¡¯darling daughter¡¯, as level-headed and rational as he was, he would nevermit such a base mistake and bring possible trouble to his daughter. "What can you do?" asked Ling Lan with a quirked brow. "They¡¯ll probably apply for enlistment, right? Even if I cannot influence the other divisions, for the 23rd Division at least, I have the ability to refuse them," said Ling Xiao with a smile on the corners of his lips, still appearing as kindly and gentlemanly as ever. It was as if what he was saying had not one whit of personal motive leading to his abuse of power. Ling Lan decisively shook her head and said, "No need!" "Why?" Ling Xiao was shocked by her response. He was sure his daughter must be angry at those who bullied her, and he truly wanted to help his daughter vent some of her anger. "This is between us students. There is no need to escte things!" said Ling Lan evenly, "Besides, even if they managed to qualify for the 23rd Division and be my rivals in the future, I¡¯m not afraid of them now, and I won¡¯t be afraid of them in future either." Ling Lan stated all this with conviction, the confidence on her brow moving Ling Xiao greatly. Boo hoo hoo, my daughter is just too amazing, she is just too aspirational ... Inside Ling Xiao¡¯s mentalndscape, his Twenty-four Filial Exemrs dad mode was officially activated. He was all kinds of emotional inside, weeping freely and copiously. However, on the surface, he was asposed as usual. After a brief silence, he nodded and said, "That¡¯s how my son should be like. If they really apply for enlistment to the 23rd Division and pass, I¡¯ll take them all in, and as for the grudge between you and them ..." Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes gleamed brightly, "I¡¯ll let you handle it personally." As if not sensing the sudden spike in the pressureing from Ling Xiao¡¯s body, Ling Lan continued to stand tall and replied steadily, "What I have said, I will do." Ling Lan¡¯s behaviour made Ling Xiao both proud and sad at the same time. He was proud that his daughter was so independent and strong, but also sad over all the hardship his daughter had had to suffer to support the entire Ling family for these past 16 years. If he had not disappeared for those whole 16 years, how could Ling Lan have turned out like this? Believing that she had to handle everything herself? At this thought, Ling Xiao was filled with regret. In a low voice, he said, "I¡¯m sorry, these past years have been hard on you." What these words were referring to, both Ling Xiao and Ling Lan understood very well without needing any further exnation. Ling Lan¡¯s heart throbbed, aplicated emotion stealing over her heart. For a moment, she did not know what to say, and the silence stretched out between father and daughter. Finally, Ling Lan raised her jaw and replied proudly, "I do not feel wronged. I feel that, this shall be one of the most colourful parts of my life. I am d that I could experience all of that." Yes, if she had not impersonated a man, would she have made friends with this bunch of steadfastpanions and be their boss, working hard and growing up together? At most, she would only have been able to be a girl much like Luo Chao or Han Xuya 1 , chatting about the things girls liked to chat about, fantasizing what their future husbands would look like 2 ... but was that sort of life really what she wanted? Ling Lan mentally shook her head. She had already gotten used to her current thrilling rollercoaster life with its dramatic ups and downs ¡ª a tranquil life would probably feel strange to her now. At the very least, she just could not imagine bing that kind of sweet and delicate girl like Luo Chao ¡ª bing a tomboy like Han Xuya was perhaps a more likely possibility. At this thought, she began to miss those two girls, wondering how they were doing at the Federal Co-ed Military Starship Navigation Academy ... "Alright, Ling Lan, You must remember what you¡¯ve said today. I, Ling Xiao, am proud of you." A trace of emotion brushed across Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes. With a daughter like this, how fortunate was he? If he could, he wouldugh wildly up into the skies, to better express the full swell of his happiness. "Father, I will not disappoint you." Ling Lan reeled back her nostalgic thoughts, speaking to Ling Xiao with a serious expression. Ling Xiao nodded in satisfaction, but his heart was weeping, ¡¯Daughter, if you switch that ¡¯father¡¯ into ¡¯daddy¡¯, I¡¯ll be even happier ...¡¯ Right at that moment, the vi¡¯s hall was abruptly lit up. It turned out that Qi Long and the others had finished repairing a small part of the light sources. The greatest contributor was Lin Zhong-qing ¡ª he lived up to his role as the team¡¯s logistician, repairing all those devices at soonest notice. After that, under the intense repair work of these reactivated devices over the course of 10 minutes in the dark, Ling Lan¡¯s entire vi was once again restored to the light. Of course, not everything was as good as it had been previously, but at the very least, the lights were back on, and that was a good thing. Seeing this, Ling Lan felt that she could not keep her dad, this king of destruction, here any longer in order to save her vi from further catastrophe, so she said, "Father, the assessments begin tomorrow. You had better go back earlier and rest." Ling Xiao was touched. His daughter was really too considerate, fearing that he would be tired ... in any case, he would not admit that his daughter was sick of him and wanted him out of her house. Though he was touched, Ling Xiao could not bear leaving his daughter so quickly. He was just about to say that he was not at all tired when Ling Lan suddenly lifted a brow and sent an icy look straight at her father, saying, "Don¡¯t you think so too, my father?" In particr, the two words ¡¯my father¡¯ was greatly emphasised, pretty much squeezed out from between clenched teeth. Those phoenix eyes filled with an air of destion, the subtle warning in her words, that demeanour and tone, was exactly alike when Lan Luofeng was warning him. And so, Ling Xiao sumbed to tragedy, because he just godd*mn had no resistance at all to this kind of tone and demeanour ... In the end, Ling Xiao could only leave Ling Lan¡¯s vi with a bellyful of resentment and reluctance. Of course, when he left, he did not forget to remind his daughter to report to the assessment point bright and early tomorrow. For a week from now, all of Ling Lan¡¯s time had been imed by this shameless dad, Ling Xiao, and he seemed ratherfortable ordering his daughter around. After they had sent Ling Xiao off, Ling Lan let out a silent breath. Finally, this great bundle of trouble, her dad was gone ... When she turned around to see those countless pairs of starry eyes, Ling Lan¡¯s headache became worse. It turned out that her troubles were just beginning. She still had to settle these five obviously overexcited and curious little followers before her eyes. At this thought, Ling Lan could not help but sigh long and loud. Other dads helped their daughters settle problems, so why was it that when it came to her, she as a daughter had to clean up the messes her dad made? As expected, she was not a winner in life in this world. She was not a global sweetheart, a female lead showered with the love of the masses. This was why her life was so tragic, filled with trials and tribtions. ******** After Ling Xiao and the two bodyguards left Ling Lan¡¯s vi, they very quickly arrived at the nearest hover car stop, and waited for the next hover car toe. At this time, one of the bodyguards suddenly spoke up, "Sir, Young Sir Lan is very strong." It was the one who had been closely watching Ling Lan and the others from his position in the corner of the hall all the while. "Don¡¯t call him Young Sir Lan. Just Ling Lan will do," replied Ling Xiao with a subtle smile, "In future, he will be a soldier just like you all. At that time, the both of you will be his senior officers." "Yes, Sir!" said the two bodyguards in unison. Respect shone from their eyes ¡ª General Ling Xiao was just this sort of person, treating every single soldier objectively without caring about their personal statuses. Soon, the hover car arrived, and the bodyguards opened the door to the backseat, and Ling Xiao boarded the car and sat down. Then, the bodyguards split up. One sat at the back with Ling Xiao while the other sat in the front and swiftly entered the address of their lodgings in the military academy, and the hover car sped off ... Seated inside the hover car, Ling Xiao still maintained that typical trademark smiling face of his, but the bodyguards by his side could clearly sense his unusually excellent mood. Ling Xiao was indeed very happy, because today¡¯s meeting had proven that Ling Lan¡¯s disguise was impable. After living with Qi Long and the other boys for so long, they had still not discovered that she was a girl. Just this ability alone would make it much harder for any outsiders to discover Ling Lan¡¯s secret; this caused a worry which had been weighing on him all this while to disappear. She only needed to endure for four years and it would all be over! When she reached her fifth year, he would definitely enlist his daughter into his army division and protect her from close quarters, and then provide her with a life that would truly belong to her ... Ling Xiao mentally clenched a fist and made a promise to himself. Chapter 292: Ambition! Chapter 292: Ambition! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Outside the regimentmander¡¯s office of Leiting headquarters, Lin Zhidong suppressed his urge to flee and forced himself to press the doorbell. "Who is it?" A cold voice came from within ¡ª it was the voice of the current regimentmander of the Leiting Mecha n, Qiao Ting. "Regiment Commander, it is I, Lin Zhidong." Lin Zhidong sucked in a breath and stated in a still rtively steady voice. "Come in!" At the same time that Qiao Lin¡¯s voice rang out, the room¡¯s door slid to the left. The first thing that came into Lin Zhidong¡¯s sight was a well-built youth with a stern and frosty expression seated on the sofa on the right ¡ª he was Qiao Ting. Meanwhile, on a sofa to his side, another youth was seated. His expression was sinister and he was clearly a little younger than Qiao Ting, and he was currently looking at Lin Zhidong with a wide smile. In fact, this person was actually seated in a position which was even more easily noticeable by anyone entering the room. However, Qiao Ting¡¯s aura was too powerful, unable to be ignored, which was why the first person Lin Zhidong saw was Qiao Ting. Seeing the other youth, Lin Zhidong¡¯s expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered and forced himself to stay calm and walked through the doorway. As intelligent as he was, by now he had already realized that this youth must havee one step earlier to tattle to Regiment Commander Qiao. It looked like he would not be able to ovee this matter easily. "Sit!" Qiao Ting casually pointed at the sofa across from him, signalling Lin Zhidong to sit down and speak. Lin Zhidong sat down carefully, as if in the presence of a great enemy ¡ª this behaviour of his made a mocking smirk appear on the corner of the other youth¡¯s lips. "I heard Lin say that, a month ago, you initiated a wagered arena battle and lost?" Right then, two deep furrows had appeared on the stern-faced youth¡¯s brow. It was clear to see how bad his mood was. Lin Zhidong bowed his head, deeply ashamed. "I am sorry, Regiment Commander. I was careless." The youth who had tattled was Qiao Ting¡¯s younger brother, Qiao Lin ¡ª Lin Zhidong knew that no matter how he tried to exin, it would not stand up against one word from the regimentmander¡¯s own blood brother. The regimentmander most certainly had already formed his opinions beforehand, so he might as well admit the fault honestly ¡ª the regimentmander might be merciful this way. Qiao Ting said nothing. His right arm resting on the arm of the sofa, his index finger and middle finger were rubbing vigorously against his thumb ¡ª this was a habitual motion of his while in thought. Qiao Ting¡¯s silence made Lin Zhidong even more afraid to say anything; he could only watch silently as he waited for Qiao Ting¡¯s decision. "Freshmen?" Qiao Ting seemed to be inquiring, but also seemed to be talking to himself. "Yeah, it¡¯s that bunch of arrogant freshmen! Even creating a new cadet regiment. Who knows whether in their second year, after entering mecha piloting, this new cadet regiment will still be standing," Qiao Lin butted in with a face full of anger. He cast a cutting re at Lin Zhidong across from them and said resentfully, "And our Vice Regiment Commander Lin, before fully understanding the other¡¯s true strength, impulsively suggested a wagered arena fight, losing all our Leiting¡¯s face, even helping to boost the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s reputation ..." Lin Zhidong could only bend his head even lower, hunching into himself. Even if he knew Qiao Lin was saying all this because Qiao Lin was dissatisfied with his position, and so was intentionally mocking him, there was nothing untrue in what the other said. On this matter, his responsibility was indeed the greatest. His tactical error had caused Leiting¡¯s reputation to be greatly impacted ¡ª if not for the fact that the Tianji incident had coincidentally urred right after, drawing away the attention of the entire school, Leiting¡¯s situation would have been much worse than how it was now. "Zhidong, so hastily rushing into a wagered arena fight and submitting a wager to fully absorb the other side into our Leiting, was there some special reason behind this?" Qiao Ting stopped the motions of his fingers, peering intently at Lin Zhidong as he asked. Lin Zhidong looked up in astonishment ¡ª he had not expected Regiment Commander Qiao Ting to be willing to hear his exnations. This made Lin Zhidong feel extremely grateful, his loyalty to Qiao Ting increasing by a level higher. He nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, there is one very important reason. I believe that taking in the New Cadet Regiment would push the power of our faction one step further." "Even if we don¡¯t take in those punks, our Leiting will still be the number one faction in the academy." Qiao Lin did not believe Lin Zhidong¡¯s words at all, feeling that he was just making excuses. Lin Zhidong seemed about to say something but stopped. Seeing this, Qiao Ting said, "Just speak if you have something to say. Lin is my younger brother, he will not spread what we say here lightly." Hearing this, Qiao Lin sent a re in Lin Zhidong¡¯s direction, believing that Lin Zhidong was certainly doing this on purpose, trying to get his elder brother to think that he was unreliable. Lin Zhidong knew that this time, Qiao Lin had truly been offended. Still, Lin Zhidong could do nothing about it ¡ª who asked Qiao Lin to find him disagreeable? Till today, he did not know why this was so. Although Lin Zhidong felt that Qiao Lin was untrustworthy with secrets, since the regimentmander had spoken, Lin Zhidong could not continue to hedge. He passed a document he always kept on him over to Qiao Ting, and indicated for him to take a look. Qiao Ting flipped it open casually, and then he abruptly sat up straight, the expression on his face bing grim and focused. Meanwhile, from the moment his brother had flipped open the first page, Qiao Lin had scampered over to peek at the document as well, and when he saw the grading of ¡¯excellent¡¯ and ¡¯good¡¯ attached to row after row of names, he too was dumbfounded. Qiao Ting snapped the file closed and asked sternly, "Is this document true?" Lin Zhidong nodded heavily, "I retrieved it from the S-tier partition of the academy mainframe. There can be no error." Qiao Ting stood up, pacing back and forth a few times before turning his head to ask, "Who else knows of this information?" Lin Zhidong replied, "All the other vice regimentmanders of Leiting know, but I¡¯ve already told them clearly from the start that this information stays with us few. All of the documents were destroyed after they looked at it ..." "Good, well done!" Qiao Ting shouted abruptly, a slight smile finally appearing on his austere face. He paced back and forth animatedly a few times in the room, involuntarily clenching his fists in his excitement and said, "Their joining would not only advance our Leiting by a step, it might even allow us to be the true rulers of the entire military academy ..." Qiao Ting¡¯s words made Lin Zhidong excited as well. Worked up, he smiled and said, "Yes, that¡¯s what I thought back then, which was why I wanted to take in all these freshmen in one go before the other factions discovered this info ..." At this point, Lin Zhidong¡¯s smile vanished, his excitement and adrenaline fading, leaving behind only endless regret. "Unfortunately, in the end, I messed up. I did not fully understand the depth of the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s strength, thus helping them increase their reputation instead." Lin Zhidong¡¯s words made Qiao Ting¡¯s high spirits settle down as well. After some careful consideration, his mood turned up once more and he said, "No, the wagered fight this time did not turn out too terrible. Although Leiting¡¯s reputation has been damaged somewhat, the other side¡¯s wager has also given us another chance to integrate them into our ranks in the future." Lin Zhidong raised his head in confused shock, unsure why Regiment Commander Qiao Ting would say this. Was he just trying to console him? "No, this is not constion," said Qiao Ting, sensing Lin Zhidong¡¯s confusion, "Didn¡¯t we promise to help the New Cadet Regiment fend off all harassment from the other factions for two years? This means that, in these two years¡¯ time, the New Cadet Regiment will still be right under our watch and will not be consolidated into any of the other factions." "This wager gives us an excuse to pull the New Cadet Regiment under our wings, preventing any of the other factions from coveting them. Once the two years are up, that will be the chance for us, Leiting, to try our hand again!" Qiao Ting¡¯s eyes were filled with fire ¡ª just the information in this document alone was worth Leiting spending two years¡¯ time to wait and n. Just thinking about how he would have a chance to aplish such a great undertaking, Qiao Ting¡¯s face was flushed with vigour and excitement. Finally, he forcefully suppressed the emotional upheaval in his heart and turned to look at Qiao Lin, whose head was spinning in confusion from the other two¡¯s conversation, and warned the other, "Lin, everything that you¡¯ve heard or seen today, not one word can be leaked to the outside. Otherwise, don¡¯t me me for skinning your hide!" The unforgiving cold glint in Qiao Ting¡¯s eyes scared Qiao Lin so much that he shuddered, emphatically shaking his head and saying, "Never, never, I would never!" Qiao Lin did not dare to disobey ¡ª he knew well that his elder brother was an absolutely ruthless person when the asion called for it, so he would truly do what he dared to threaten. He really did not want to be skinned alive by his brother. "But two yearster, when you, Regiment Commander, enter an army division for your practical training, if the New Cadet Regiment produces another one or two genius mecha operators, I fear that our odds of winning a wagered fight will not be very high still." Having lost once, Lin Zhidong had be extremely cautious. Without Qiao Ting holding the fort, he still felt that it was rather risky. At these words, Qiao Lin said angrily, "Don¡¯t worry! Two years from now, I¡¯ll definitely be able to take on the heavy responsibilities of my elder brother and make Leiting even bigger and better!" Qiao Lin had always considered himself to be the next regimentmander of Leiting, so Lin Zhidong¡¯s words had once again pricked and irritated him. Yes, he disliked Lin Zhidong so much because the other did not take him seriously, thinking he was an incapable fool ¡ª but his mecha skills were clearly not bad, able to ce him within the top 5 in his ss ... Qiao Lin had never considered the fact that his mecha ss was not a special ss, merely a regr ss. "Lin, shut up!" Qiao Ting, who had always been gentle and courteous with his own younger brother, instantly berated the other angrily when he heard such foolish and self-deluded 1 wordsing from Qiao Lin. Qiao Lin heard Qiao Ting¡¯s angry roar and red back with an expression of stubborn indignation. However, his eyes were already turning red, a wounded sort of feeling expressed by his gaze. Seeing Qiao Lin like this caused Qiao Ting to sigh helplessly, "Mecha piloting is not as simple as you imagine it to be. When you advance to intermediate mecha warrior level, I¡¯ll bring you with me to a n battle and let you properly experience the depths of mecha piloting." He was the reason why Qiao Lin, who did not have much talent in the way of mecha piloting, had refused to listen to the advice of their family and had stubbornly insisted to apply for the Mecha Piloting specialization in the First Academy. Although his ability qualified him for the regr mecha ss, in the long run, it was impossible for him to develop to Qiao Ting¡¯s level. Still, Qiao Ting knew that Qiao Lin had not given up. He worked very hard ¡ª when no one was looking, he had always been training hard in his mecha control. Qiao Lin was willing to use hard work topensate for hisck of talent ¡ª this made Qiao Ting unable to say anything discouraging, only able to sigh in the end. Lin Zhidong wisely sidestepped this matter between the two Qiao brothers, pretending that he knew nothing. Afterforting Qiao Lin, Qiao Ting turned his head to say to Lin Zhidong, "Don¡¯t worry. We have to spend six years in the military academy. Even if we go off for practical training in an army division, we will still be military academy students and can still fight on behalf of Leiting." Lin Zhidong lifted his head in pleasant surprise, "Regiment Commander, you¡¯re saying that ..." "Yes, two yearster, I will return once more with my mecha battle squad and host this wagered fight!" After subduing the New Cadet Regiment, in his final year, he would utterly conquer the entire military academy and aplish his grand goal ofplete domination! Sheer naked ambition shed through Qiao Ting¡¯s eyes. Meanwhile, in the uing two years, the New Cadet Regiment would constantly be on Qiao Ting¡¯s mind, always within the sphere of his attention! Chapter 293: A Trap! Chapter 293: A Trap! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In Li Lanfeng¡¯s vi, three uninvited guests were there once again, and their expressions were extremely solemn. These three were Zhao Jun, Han Yu, and Wei Ji. Seated in the living room flipping through video data, Li Lanfeng saw them drop in suddenly for a visit and stared at them in confusion. He asked, "Why are your expressions so horrible? What has happened?" Zhao Jun¡¯s face was dark as he said, "ording to thetest news, the Thunder King hase out of Closed Door Meditation." Li Lanfeng¡¯s finger jerked to a stop in the middle of swiping across the screen, then resumed its motion without any fuss. He asked, "He advanced?" Han Yu sneered and said, "Yes, he has be the first genius mecha operator in our school who managed to advance to ace operator in his 4th year. Everyone is saying that he will be the next General Ling Xiao!" "This is a good thing. When the timees for us to apply for enlistment with the divisions, it won¡¯t be like this year where the divisions are being perfunctory, only sending some small fry to handle things," Li Lanfeng replied nonchntly. "Li Lanfeng, stop looking at that." Han Yu blocked the screen in Li Lanfeng¡¯s hands with a palm. Peering at Li Lanfeng, he said, "Don¡¯t you know what this means?" Li Lanfeng regretfully set the miniature disy in his hands aside, lifted his head, and said, "I know. The Thunder King¡¯s ascension to ace mecha operator means that he has truly be the number one within the military academy. We are no longer able to threaten his top position." "Not just that. I¡¯m also worried that he¡¯ll take the opportunity to dominate the entire school, perhaps even merging all the factions of the school together to be the true king of the military academy," said Wei Ji with a frown. His initial calm and unruffled air hadpletely disappeared at this moment ¡ª it was clear to see how great a blow the ascension of the Thunder King was to him. "He won¡¯t. He has just advanced to ace; his realm isn¡¯t stable yet. The Thunder King will not act against us so quickly." After some thought, Li Lanfeng outright denied this possibility. "There wille a day when his realm will settle. We all know that the Thunder King has wanted to be the military academy¡¯s true king for a very long time," said Han Yu worriedly. "King, is it ...?" This querying tone of Li Lanfeng was airy, and a chill seemed to envelop the other three, only for the sensation to vanish in the very next second. Startled, they stared at Li Lanfeng ¡ª he still had a smile on his face, and the warm air around his body had not shifted for even a moment; it was as if that brief sense of cold had just been their imagination. "If we want to stop him from bing the king of the academy, we can only be even stronger." Li Lanfeng did not seem to sense the other three¡¯s shock, directly offering his own opinion. "Although we have all advanced to special-ss operator, aside from Zhao Jun, Wei Ji and I are both newbie special-ss operators. Being able to stabilise this realm is already not easy, not to mention raising our level further. Probably only Zhao Jun has hope of advancing to ace operator, right?" Han Yu turned to look at the hulking physique of Zhao Jun with a hopeful expression, hoping that he would be able to hear some good news from him. Zhao Jun shook his head. "I¡¯ve not sensed the possibility of advancing to ace operator. For the near future, I can only solidify my own abilities as a special-ss mecha operator." Zhao Jun¡¯s words made disappointment emerge on Han Yu¡¯s and Wei Ji¡¯s faces. An ace operator who had stabilised his realm would be able to easily handle up to 5 or 6 special-ss operators. Even if their Wuji Mecha n sent out a team of special-ss operators to gang up on him, they would be no match for the Thunder King ... Furthermore, the Thunder King had other strong and powerful teammates by his side as well, and those people were also special-ss operators themselves. "I never said that ¡¯bing stronger¡¯ meant advancing to ace operator level. That¡¯s something that depends on serendipity which cannot be forced." Following their discussion, Li Lanfeng could tell that they had misunderstood his meaning, so he quickly spoke up to rify. "If we cannot advance to ace operator level, then how do we be stronger?" Han Yu¡¯s face instantly became grim and dark. He really hated this demeanour of Li Lanfeng¡¯s which seemed to say he had everything under control, as if indirectly showing them up as idiots. But it just so happened that they currently could not separate themselves from Li Lanfeng¡¯s strategic nning. Every time they sought out Li Lanfeng, Han Yu always felt as if his face as regimentmander was smacked thoroughly by Li Lanfeng. "Since we cannot beat him individually, we can only obtain victory through numbers." Li Lanfeng did not seem to sense Han Yu¡¯s displeasure, stillposed as he calmly stated his rmendation. "Numbers? Leiting is the number one faction in our school, and it also has the most members among all the factions. What numbers will we use to obtain victory?" Hearing what Li Lanfeng had to say, Han Yu¡¯s face turned even darker ¡ª was this Li Lanfeng messing around with him? "Leiting is indeed the faction with the greatest numbers in our school. None of our other factions can match up to it. But what if webined two factions together? Or perhaps even three or four factions?" Li Lanfeng felt that the current situation did not allow for units to battle individually anymore; it was time for the factions to work together to bring down Leiting. Li Lanfeng¡¯s words made Han Yu¡¯s and Wei Ji¡¯s eyes light up. Even as Han Yu was moved by the proposition, he could not help but hesitate a little. "Who knows if Tianji and Doha Central would be willing to coborate." If their three factions joined forces, even though the Thunder King had advanced to ace operator, Leiting still would not be able to eat them all. "If we want the Doha faction to work with us, I do have a n. Right now, Tianji is at their lowest. If both your factions challenge them at the same time, I believe that our rankings will go up a little. Once we be the second faction and gain Doha as an ally, we can work with some other factions. Even without Tianji, that will not affect our going up against Leiting." Li Lanfeng dutifully outlined his n to Han Yu. As for whether Wuji could climb over that necessary step, that would depend on whether Han Yu had enough resolution as a leader. Han Yu¡¯splexion was shifting rapidly ¡ª his eyes met Wei Ji¡¯s and there was an exchange of opinions. Li Lanfeng¡¯s rmendation had perfectly scratched the itch nestled deep within Han Yu¡¯s heart. He did not dare to oppose Leiting, but he had been eyeing Tianji¡¯s number two position for all this time. And now, with Li Lanfeng¡¯s reminder, he realised that it was truly a great opportunity to snatch the position of second ... he was moved! Finally, Han Yu stood up abruptly and mmed a heavy fist onto the tea table before him. Through clenched teeth, he said, "Let¡¯s do it." Having found some direction, Han Yu and Wei Ji quickly said goodbye to Li Lanfeng, while Zhao Jun nned to stay back for a while longer. ording to him, Han Yu and Wei Ji were going to busy themselves nning and arranging this matter, and these were things he hated the most, so they should leave him out of it. As long as they told him the time and ce of the operation once they were done discussing, that would do. Han Yu and Wei Ji did not force him, for they knew Zhao Jun was a fierce brute who was all brawn and little brain. And besides, they were indeed returning to look for the top ranks of the Wuji Mecha n to discuss things, such as how to best use this chance to join forces with Doha and push Tianji off its pedestal to obtain the number two position in one go. As such, Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng, as external coborators, were indeed rather unsuitable to be present at their meeting with the upper ranks of Wuji. Zhao Jun walked the two out of Li Lanfeng¡¯s vi and then returned to the living room. He peered intently at Li Lanfeng for several seconds and then asked, "You¡¯re really that nice?" Knowing how ck-bellied Li Lanfeng was so far and how he liked to entrap others, Zhao Jun just did not believe Li Lanfeng would be so generous this time and give out such a good suggestion freely. Li Lanfeng stretched leisurely, cast an usatory nce back at Zhao Jun, and said, "I¡¯ve always been very nice, okay?" He definitely would not admit that he was a ck-bellied fellow. "Always?" Zhao Jun¡¯s lips twitched. These words were just too fake! "Fine, I do indeed have some small ulterior motive. I want to know, when the Thunder King is still unable to be the true king of the military academy after advancing to ace operator level, will he be angry enough to vomit blood?" admitted Li Lanfeng with augh. He too felt that his previous words were too far off the mark. "Lanfeng, do you hate the Thunder King very much?" After a beat of silence, Zhao Jun suddenly spoke up to ask. Li Lanfeng¡¯s smile stiffened as he turned back to ask incredulously, "Zhao Jun, why would you think that?" "Frankly, whether or not the Thunder King manages to consolidate all the factions in the school has nothing at all to do with us. We might be coborators with Wuji today, but we might not be tomorrow. We have had no issues in contention at all with the Thunder King, but every scheme of yours seems to be setting up roadblocks in the Thunder King¡¯s path to bing king ... I can¡¯t help but suspect your motives." Zhao Jun was very frank ¡ª he, like Li Lanfeng, was from a third-rate. It could be said that qualifying for the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was definitely a one in a million chance. Therefore, besides them, no one else from their respectives had managed to get in ¡ª this caused them to feel like they did not belong to any of the factions. Many times, Zhao Jun felt as if Li Lanfeng was just ying with the world around him. With deft and skilful maniptions, he would incite conflicts between severalrge factions, like just now, especially hopeful that they would actually break out into a great fight. Zhao Jun¡¯s words made Li Lanfengugh once more. "I have no grudge against the Thunder King, but just imagine this ¡ª the Thunder King has everything within his grasp, but because of us small fishes from third-rates, his path to domination bes riddled with difficulties and challenges, so much so that he will not seed. Don¡¯t you think that¡¯s very interesting?" "You ..." Zhao Jun gaped at Li Lanfeng in shock. He had never known that Li Lanfeng was holding such thoughts. "I only want to prove that even if wee from third-rates, we can still stir up a storm of bloody trouble within this military academy ..." Even though I am still weak and vulnerable right now, I can still prevent that person from bing king ... The smiling Li Lanfeng adeptly secreted his true thoughts deep within his heart. There were some secrets that should never be shared. Zhao Jun could only shake his head in resignation at those words. "Alright, your words are convincing. I would also like to see if that Thunder King can ovee all the difficulties to climb to the pinnacle of the school." Watching the show and whatnot were the things he most liked to do 1 . Even though Li Lanfeng still had a smile on his face, there was an emptiness in his eyes, along with endless coldness. "I have another question. If we n to ally with other factions to go against the Thunder King, why do you want Wuji to go challenge Tianji? That¡¯s obviously against your original n." Zhao Jun very quickly came up with another question. He was not at all as simple-minded as Han Yu and the others thought he was ¡ª the things he needed to know, he picked up on them much better than Han Yu and the others would. "Compared to the Thunder King, you hate Tianji even more." Knowing Li Lanfeng too well, Zhao Jun stated his conclusion with conviction. "So, even if the timing is inappropriate, you still egged on Han Yu and the others to act against Tianji. Why is that?" "Have you not heard about the horrific incident which happened a few days ago?" Hearing Zhao Jun ask this question, Li Lanfeng¡¯s smile finally disappeared. "The murder of Shi Mingyi?" That was the first thing that sprang to Zhao Jun¡¯s mind. "Since Tianji had such a shameless and despicable vice regimentmander, it¡¯s about time they paid the price," said Li Lanfeng coldly. At this moment, he no longer had any trace of warmth around him ¡ª it was clear to see how deep his hatred of this sort of thing ran 2 ... Chapter 294: Top-Class Elite [belief]! Chapter 294: Top-ss Elite [belief]! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The enlistment assessments at the military academy officiallymenced; almost all of the attention of the cadets were drawn by this major assessment. As the leader of his assessment team, Ling Xiao had to be present for the first day at least. This made Ling Lan feel as if her time was her own again. These past few days, Ling Xiao had made Ling Lan bring him all around the school, his excuse being that he wanted to understand the conditions of his daughter¡¯s campus. Regarding this, Ling Lan was extremely disdainful of Ling Xiao ¡ª could it be that when her dad was giving this reason, he hadpletely forgotten that he himself had graduated from this very school 20 years ago ...? Of course, Ling Lan understood inside that this was just her dad finding opportunities to get closer to her ¡ª after all, having been absent for 16 years, whether it was Ling Xiao himself or Ling Lan, they both needed this kind of opportunity. Thus, Ling Lan may have been disdainful of hisme excuse, but she still dly epted this task and apanied her dad around the campus for the past few days. It should be said that the effect was still pretty good. At the very least, the two of them were no longer like they were before, awkwardly silent in each other¡¯s presence ¡ª now, they could at least find a few topics to discuss. However, having obtained half a day of free time, after eating lunch, Ling Lan was once again summoned by her dad¡¯s incessant pestering 1 . Apparently, after showing his face for courtesy¡¯s sake, Ling Xiao had excused himself and then came running back. Arriving at the ce Ling Xiao was staying, Ling Lan saw Ling Xiao standing at the doorway, casual and nonchnt, and then she looked back outside where the sun was zing brightly at the zenith of the sky, and instantly felt that going out at this time was really not a good idea. Seeing Ling Lan frown as she looked outside, Ling Xiao nced over as well, and then scratched his nose a little embarrassedly, "Er, it looks like it¡¯s rather hot now." With his mind filled with the thought of seeing his daughter again, things like the weather were not something Ling Xiao had considered. "Why don¡¯t we just rest for a bit inside?" Ling Xiao¡¯s temporary quarters was also a vi, and it was one that was even more luxurious than Ling Lan¡¯s. Although Ling Lan was not afraid of the heat, she too did not want to go out and be roasted by the intense noon sun for no reason, so she dly agreed. However, after she and Ling Xiao finished drinking their third pot of iced red tea, she began to think that it was rather silly for her and her dad to just keep drinking tea in silence like this. Ling Xiao seemed to have also noticed this, and this made Ling Xiao rather dejected. Over the past few days, he had already explored all the topics they could talk about, and now, he truly did not know what else to say. Was he really going to just go over all the questions he had asked in the past few days all over again? Would this cause his daughter to run away because she really could not take it anymore? Or perhaps she would blow her top and just send a fist flying at him? Seeing the ice in his daughter¡¯s eyes, Ling Xiao believed that it was far more likely for Ling Lan to dash away ... how could he willingly to let this hard-won opportunity to hang out with his daughter slip away like this? Ling Xiao began to think hard ¡ª what exactly could he ask her? A 16 years old girl should already be at the age when romantic passions begin to blossom ... should he ask Ling Lan whether she has anyone she likes or perhaps admires recently 2 ? Just as Ling Xiao was struggling with indecision, the long silent Ling Lan who had been stroking her teacup finally spoke up. "Father, do you have any virtualwork login pods here?" Ling Xiao was startled, but he quickly replied, "Yes, on the third floor!" In order to properly amodate the assessment officers of the divisions, all their amodations had been installed with virtual world login pods. This made it very convenient for the officers to log on to the virtual world during their spare time. Ling Lan ced her teacup back on the tea table, lifted her head to peer intently at Ling Xiao, and said, "Father, since you¡¯re free this afternoon,e with me to explore Mecha World." "Go to Mecha World?" Ling Xiao thought about it ¡ª ever since he had ascended to god-ss operator, he had not been there for a very long time, almost about to forget the youthful days he had spent there. He too had once been an obsessed member of Mecha World ... his heart moved as his interest was piqued. Of course, most importantly, this was a personal invite from his darling daughter ¡ª even if he had never ever been to Mecha World, he would still want to go take a look now. "Alright," Ling Xiao happily agreed. And so the father-daughter pair swiftly went up to the third floor andid down in two virtual login pods. Right before Ling Lan entered her pod, she did not forget to tell Ling Xiao that her username in Mecha World was [Lingtian First-String]. "[Lingtian First-String]?" Ling Xiao stared at the closed hatch of the login pod beside his, and smiled contemtively. ******** Meanwhile, at this time in Mecha World, in a sealed private mechabat room, two mecha were in the middle of an intense spar. One was a standard Federation advanced mecha, its body painted with traditional blue and white. Other than being equipped with some weapons of personal preference, almost no modifications had been done to it. In contrast, the other mecha was extremely unique in both form and colour ¡ª it was distinctly different from the blue, white, silver, or red basic colours of standard mecha, instead coloured ck, which was rather infrequently used within the Federation 3 . The mecha¡¯s entire outer frame, whenpared to the other standard advanced mecha, was obviously much taller and bulkier ¡ª just its four limbs alone were twice the size of the other mecha¡¯s, not to mention its equipped weapons, which all belonged to the higher tier of cold weapons. With just one nce, one could tell that this mecha was most definitely a closebat type. Anyone familiar with Mecha World would know that this type of unique mecha was certainly a special-ss mecha, and those who could operate them must certainly be special-ss mecha masters. Generally speaking, when an advanced mecha warrior encountered a special-ss operator, thebat would end in a one-sided win. In other words, the special-ss operator would definitely obtain the final victory, while the number of moves it would take would all depend on how great the gap was between the twobatants¡¯ skills. However, this fight was rather different. Although overall, it seemed like the advanced mecha warrior was indeed always at a disadvantage, they were only disadvantaged ¡ª the fight was not a clear one-wayndslide. Several times, there were indeed precarious situations where the advanced mecha operator was being suppressed by endless blows, almost unable to catch their breath, but in the end, the advanced mecha warrior still managed to push through. And so, the fight became a fight of endurance ¡ª in the end, what they werepeting on was neither their mecha control skills, nor was it the capabilities of their mecha, but rather the stamina of the operators. The two mecha shed once more in mid-air, causing a loud noise of collision. In closebat, the advanced mecha was obviously at a disadvantage ¡ª this could be seen from the distance the two needed once they sprang apart tond. After the attack this time, the two mecha did not continue to grapple with one another, instead facing off from a distance. "Huff huff huff ..." Due to the absence of outsiders, the two mecha had opened their publicms, and intense panting could be hearding from them channels. "D*mmit, Li Lanfeng, you freak," The first to recover from panting was the ck mecha, who could not help but swear as soon as he caught his breath. The speaker was none other than Zhao Jun, who had already advanced to special-ss mecha. "Hehe ..." chuckled Li Lanfeng weakly. The gap between levels was not so easily made up ¡ª he could make it so Zhao Jun could not defeat him, but that was already the extent of his abilities. This oue made him rather dejected ¡ª he was not at all pleased by this oue which would already be greatly astounding by anyone else¡¯s standards. "Wasn¡¯t I - almost - defeated - by you - a few times - back there?" Still panting heavily, Li Lanfeng spoke in fits and spurts. In terms of stamina recovery, he was no match for Zhao Jun and his type of physical constitution. "Tsk, didn¡¯t you manage to push through? Just like an unkible cockroach," grumbled Zhao Jun. Fighting with Li Lanfeng was always a frustrating matter for him. He kept having the sense that he could defeat the other, but he would always fall short by just that one breath. Quite a few times, the victory at-hand would just graze by him narrowly ... the disgruntlement he felt was no less than Li Lanfeng¡¯s. "How the heck did you train? Able to resist my special-ss operator attacks just as an advanced mecha operator, if you advance to special-ss operator, what am I supposed to do?" Zhao Jun felt that his position as number one mecha expert was being threatened ¡ª it looked like he would have to train harder now, so as to prevent himself from being out of a job once Li Lanfeng advanced. Zhao Jun was very rational. Ever since he had discovered how aberrant Li Lanfeng was, he had been determined to stick with Li Lanfeng. His brain was actually pretty good, but after being showed up many times by Li Lanfeng, he did not want to waste the mental effort anymore, so he had set himself the role of supreme thug ... er, no, make that supreme fighter. But now, he found that this goal was actually pretty tough to realise as well. "Don¡¯t worry, there¡¯s still quite a block of time before I advance to special-ss operator level. By that time, I reckon you would already have touched upon the gates to ace operator level." Li Lanfeng had finally recovered enough to speak in proper sentences again. "So, you¡¯ll still be able to lord over me by a head. You¡¯ll be fine," consoled Li Lanfeng with a smile. "Are youforting me or mocking me?" Zhao Jun muttered back, discontent ... Right then, a bright red system notice startled everyone, as well as interrupted the conversation between the two. "Heavyweight news! The great top-ss mecha elite [belief] 4 has graced the mecha world with his presence. Does hising herald the sessive appearance of other top-level elites? It can be predicted that the mecha world will once again bear witness to great waves ..." "[belief]!" Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng shouted almost in unison. This name was just too familiar ¡ª this was the name of god-ss operator Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha. Despite not knowing what Ling Xiao¡¯s name in the mecha world was, the moment this name was linked to a top-ss elite, they could not help but suspect whether this person was Ling Xiao himself. "It has to be fake, right? How could General Ling Xiao have time toe to Mecha World?" Zhao Jun¡¯s face was filled with disbelief and he was the first to voice a denial. They were well aware that General Ling Xiao was currently establishing the 23rd Division, as busy as could be. Even if he had time, he would note to Mecha World, this sort of virtual world where youths made up the majority. If he wanted to find a PK partner, he would more likely go to a virtual simtion mecha battle stadium specially set up for the Federation military, where only military officers in service could enter. "I don¡¯t know, but these top-ss elites are basically all old beasts from ten or so years ago or perhaps even decades before that ... it could just very well be him." In contrast to Zhao Jun¡¯s disbelief, Li Lanfeng did not outright reject the possibility. Perhaps General Ling Xiao had been seized by whimsy and had decided toe back and indulge the nostalgia for his younger days. Who knows? Leaving aside Zhao Jun¡¯s and Li Lanfeng¡¯s uncertainty, everyone else in the mecha world had also been struck dumb by this heavyweight news. It could be said that the entirety of the initially raucous virtual world descended into a long moment of silence, while there were even some mecha operators who lost their lives 5 to the monsters they were battling due to the distraction. However, all of this was not a problem. Very soon, the mecha world was swept up inmotion once more ... people all turned to thepanions beside them and asked, who in the world was this top-ss elite [belief]? Several of those with quicker minds immediately logged onto the official website of Mecha World to look up information on [belief]. Unfortunately, they were disappointed. This was because the information of top-ss elites could only be essed by elites of the same level. All they obtained from their search was the response that their strength level was not high enough, hence they did not have enough clearance. Thus, they could not glean any clues from the website. Chapter 295: Winds Shadow! Chapter 295: Wind¡¯s Shadow! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan was oblivious to the things happening within Mecha World because this news had been announced a second before Ling Lan logged in, so she just so coincidentally missed this alert. If Ling Lan had known about it, she definitely would not bring her dad gallivanting all across the town ... Very swiftly, Ling Lan received a friend request from [belief]. Seeing that familiar name, Ling Lan could not help but sweatdrop. How much did her dad love this name really? After she epted, the other party instantly sent over a private chat request. When Ling Lan epted it, she heard her dad¡¯s warm voiceing through, "Ling Lan, where are you?" Ling Lan immediately told her dad her location ¡ª when she had logged off previously, she had been outside hunting monsters. Not because she wanted to collect any points from the monsters, but because in her mission to advance to advanced mecha warrior, she needed some items which would drop from these monsters. The route Ling Lan was taking was different from other people ¡ª she never ever looked for monsters to level up, instead mostly choosing to enter the arena fights for cross-level challenges to gain arge amount of experience points in one go. This was also why Ling Lan had been able to earn enough points to advance to advanced mecha warrior in such a short amount of time. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s personal mecha control skills were already high enough in terms of standards, allowing her to bring out the greatestbat power of the mecha she piloted, which was why she could take this shortcut. If she had been like Qi Long and the others who had started from zero, she would have had to take her time and umte the fruits of hard practice. Thus, Qi Long and the others had spent a full three years to train up from trainee mecha to advanced mecha warrior. Meanwhile, at Ling Lan¡¯s speed, it would not be long before she caught up to Qi Long and the others. However, Ling Lan was nning to pause once she hit advanced mecha warrior level, because she wanted to lead Qi Long and the others personally at that point. Through verbal teachings, self-modelling, and sparring with them using mecha, she wanted to push them into mastering all the control skills of advanced mecha warriors so that they would be able to transition smoothly into the realm of special-ss operator. Well aware of the importance of foundational controls, Ling Lan did not want herpanions to fall into themon pitfall of neglecting those skills. Once they had all sessfully mastered those, at that time, it would finally be time for her to let them spread their wings and fly freely. This was because once one entered special-ss operator level, one¡¯s mecha piloting would begin to disy one¡¯s individual style and character. No one else would be able to help with the development of these control skills ¡ª one could only rely on oneself to contemte and seek insight. This was also the true reason why special-ss operators were also called mecha masters, while advanced mecha operators could only be called mecha warriors. However, entering special-ss operator level was still only the first step. Only by advancing into ace operator status could one prove that one¡¯s personal control style had matured and beplete enough to be considered a distinct style of its own. Many mecha masters had ended up being stuck at this level ¡ª many people would only be able to be half-assed special-ss operators for their entire lives, unable to push through to find a ce among the ranks of those who held true strength, ace mecha masters. ******** It had to be said that Ling Xiao had left Mecha World almost twenty years ago, so he had to be rather unfamiliar with this Mecha World which had been updated countless times since then. Whatever the case, Ling Lan had to eliminate the monsters in the area she was in a whole 26 times before she saw Ling Xiao¡¯s mechanding beside her, fashionablyte. Ling Lan herself did not really care how long she had to wait; after all, she was still trying to get the mission item she needed to drop, so this was not a waste of her time. Still, when she saw Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha, her initially calm heart became unsettled, the corners of her eyes twitching noticeably. Damm*t, just how much of a showoff could her dad be?! Did he really not know how much attention operating such a bright and gleaming mecha ¡ª almost bright enough to make her blind ¡ª over would bring? Ling Lan sensed motion in the distance ¡ª it looked like her father¡¯s pretty mecha had drawn some attention. Ling Lan did not know that she had only guessed part of it ¡ª a greater reason was that this was a rtively low-level hunting ground. For such a high-end mecha to appear here was definitely unusual; thus, everyone could only think ¡ª could the person operating that mecha be that top-ss elite [belief] mentioned in the system announcement? Regardless of whether he was or not, they would not let go of any bit of possibility. Therefore, everyone who saw this mecha all headed after the mecha in the direction it was flying in, chasing after it. The fact that no one had chased up to Ling Lan¡¯s location was all thanks to how much the speed of Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha outstripped that of all of the mecha here. Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha was indeed extremely perfect. It was neither a standard mecha nor a modified mecha, but a mecha listed by Mecha World as a top-ss redemption reward, an imperial mecha. This was the only top-ss mecha the people ying Mecha World could use points to redeem. As for the rumoured god-ss mecha, it could only be obtained bypleting a mission. And that mission had already been confirmed by the majority of people to be humanly impossible. There were six types of imperial mecha that could be redeemed, and Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha was one of those six types. Ling Lan had taken a cursory nce at it when she was redeeming her current mecha ¡ª it was called < Wind¡¯s Shadow 1 >. As its name implied, this was a mecha characterised by its speed. The entire mecha was uniformly white silver in colour, its form streamlined and elegant. Any equipment and structural design that could influence its speed had been discarded, leaving only those equipment and weapons which were necessary. It could be said to be a very extreme type of mecha. These kinds of speed-type mecha were generally built for long-range attacks. Ling Lan saw two long and thin particle beam long-barrelled guns 2 slung on its back, and knew her guess was not wrong. However, Ling Lan¡¯s gaze was then drawn by the two sword hilts sticking out at the mecha¡¯s waist. Based on the direction the hilts were facing, one could tell that they were not the general swords used by mecha. They were very likely short swords simr to high-frequency des, but since the mecha already had the standard equipped high-frequency des on it, Ling Lan could not understand why it would have more short swords with almost the same function equipped. Ling Lan very honestly voiced the doubts in her mind, and Ling Xiaoughed and replied, "This is the frightening aspect of this mecha. Everyone assumes that it¡¯s a long-range attack type mecha and so are usually on guard against long-range attacks, neglecting its ability to close in swiftly ..." Ling Lan¡¯s eyes lit up. "Father, you mean that, this mecha is an all-rounded mecha which is proficient at both long-range and close-range?" Ling Lan¡¯s offensive manoeuvres were inclined towards close-rangebat, but the designs of close-rangebat mecha were typically very bulky and heavy. This shed somewhat with Ling Lan¡¯s need for speed, and furthermore, Ling Lan was still a girl at heart, so she much preferred light, graceful, and elegant mecha over those great, hulking, towering types. This was why when she heard that this pretty mecha was also strong in close-rangebat, her heart was moved. "Yes, because it¡¯s extraordinarily fast, it can switch freely between close-range and long-range attacks, flustering the opponent. This is its strength, but also its weakness at the same time." Seeing that Ling Lan had great interest in this mecha, Ling Xiao began introducing it in more detail, "It requires its operator to satisfy three conditions. Otherwise, even if one has this mecha, they would be unable to use this mecha to its full capacity." "What three conditions?" Ling Lan was listening very carefully. Although she could not possess this mecha which she coveted right now, this did not prevent her from making this mecha her future goal; for things she needed to pay attention to, Ling Lan would take them extremely seriously. "One, the operator¡¯s reflexes must be exceedingly quick to be able to keep up with the speed of the mecha itself. Two, the operator¡¯s hand speed must reach a frighteningly high rate, otherwise they will not be able to execute any sequence of action transitions during high-speed movements. Three, the demand on the operator¡¯s physical condition is high. It should be known that executing action transitions at high speeds puts three to four times the burden on the body than piloting a mecha at regr speeds. Without a strong and stout physique, one can never operate this mecha well. Otherwise, the operator would be injured simply by making a few moves, to say nothing of operating this mecha into battle." Ling Xiao listed out each of the requirements to pilot this mecha, when in fact, he really wanted to say outright ¡ª Oh daughter, this mecha is not destined for you. A girl¡¯s body was just inherently weaker, unable to reach that level of toughness required even with stringent training. Ling Lan only nodded after hearing all this, though of course she did not forget to ask what Little Four, who was within a little ck room, thought about these conditions. Why was Little Four in a little ck room? Well, this had to be exined from the beginning. Every time they met with Ling Xiao, Little Four just could not keep hisposure. Therefore, whenever Little Four regressed into a mindless fan, Ling Lan would shut him up in a small ck room for a while so he could calm down. Of course, if Little Four behaved well, he would be let out again. Today, Little Four had once again lost control when Ling Lan had been drinking iced red tea with Ling Xiao in stilted silence. That was why he was currently stuck inside that small ck room, waiting for Ling Lan to show mercy again. Little Four was just being bored out of his mind in the little ck room when he heard Ling Lan¡¯s question. He instantly patted his little chest and guaranteed that as long as he, Little Four, was around, his boss could have as tough a body as she wished. She could control whatever , , or anything else she wanted. Little Four¡¯s answer made Ling Lan rx. She secretly set obtaining this mecha as the goal she would aplish within the next few years. Meanwhile, Ling Xiao thought his daughter had understood his intentions and received his counsel, and so rxed as well. Ling Xiao did not know that Ling Lan had indeed listened to him, but her choice waspletely contrary to what Ling Xiao was hoping for. Of course, Ling Xiao was not the type to take things for granted; he was about to personally ask what Ling Lan thought when he suddenly heard somemotioning from a distance. He could even vaguely hear someone saying ¡¯is it over there?¡¯ ... This made Ling Xiao hold back on what he had intended to say, turning to look in the direction of the noise with a troubled expression, uncertain what was going on. Ling Lan had also heard the voices and figured things out instantly. She said to her father, "Not good. Let¡¯s run." Huh? Run? Ling Xiao did not know why they had to run, but seeing that his daughter had already activated her mecha and was swiftly running towards a dense forest in the distance, he dared not tarry, chasing after her quickly. They had just dashed into the forest and concealed themselves when quite a number of mecha showed up in the initially endlessly empty grass fields. These were the people who had been attracted by Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha and had rushed here in pursuit. "It¡¯s not here either! Looks like this isn¡¯t the spot." Everyone saw the empty fields before them and turned to leave despondently. Even if there was the possibility of hiding in the dense forest ahead, everyone had naturally overlooked this avenue of thought. This was because they subconsciously believed that no one would do so and seek death. It should be known that the savage beasts in that dense forest were several times stronger than the savage beasts in the ins ¡ª even if it were a special-ss operator going in, they would being out horizontally 3 . Right then, they had all forgotten that the one they were seeking was a top-ss elite ¡ª how could he be afraid of these savage beasts? It could only be said that these people were fooled by their own preconceptions. They were all low-level mecha operators ¡ª even special-ss operators were existences that they had to look up to ¡ª so it was very likely that they just could notprehend what a top-ss elite truly meant. Chapter 296: Mecha Instructor! Chapter 296: Mecha Instructor! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Xiao and Ling Lan hid in the forest, coolly watching batch after batch of mechae and go. Even though they had to hide in the forest for up to an hour, there was not one trace of impatience on their faces. It could be seen that both father and daughter had extraordinarily strong patience. Ling Xiao nced at thepletely still Ling Lan in her mecha by his side and just knew that his daughter was extremely calm. The feeling called pride reared up in his heart once more ¡ª just this patience alone was not something an ordinary person could possess. Following the passage of time, their patch of grass finally regained its initial peace and quiet. Only then did Ling Lan move her mecha, and she could not help but say, "Father, you should keep a lower profile. Why don¡¯t you change to a slightly moremon mecha?" She did not want to keep hiding here in this dense forest, unable to go out. Ling Xiao was silent for a beat, then sighed and said, "This is already my worst mecha." In his virtual mecha hold, all the other mecha were even higher level than this one. One of them was even the so-called god-ss mecha he had obtained bypleting that horrific mission, while several others were exclusive special editions specially gifted to him by the Mecha World after he had created a few imperial level skills in the game. These were all representations of his personal identity ¡ª the moment he piloted those mecha out, just the fire phoenix logo on their chests alone would allow others to guess who he was ... Ling Lan was utterly speechless. The two of them once again descended into wordless silence. But then, right at that moment, Ling Lan¡¯s heart clenched, a sense of danger suddenly rushing into her. Without thinking, Ling Lan chose to leap up and dodge instantly. When she turned around, she saw Ling Xiao, who had initially been standing immobile beside her, slowly in the middle of resheathing the two short des of his mecha back at his waist. Meanwhile, on the ground beneath his mecha, two extremely ferocious-looking forest savage beasts wereid out. Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s heart was shaken ¡ª when she had sensed a threat earlier, she could only choose to evade. But Ling Xiao had been able to easily finish off these ambushing savage beastsing from behind him. From the two bodiesying on the ground, she could clearly see that there was only one point of fatal injury on them. In other words, Ling Xiao had instantly drawn his swords, both swords stabbing out to kill one savage beast each in the blink of an eye. This may seem like a simple thing, but to do it was certainly not easy. A savage beast¡¯s life force was extremely formidable ¡ª even if one struck a fatal weakness directly, their powerful vitality would still allow these savage beasts a chance to carry out a final counterattack. This was precisely why many people did not dare to attack these type of savage beasts at close range. However, all of this was no problem at all when it came to Ling Xiao. With clean and efficient moves, he had eliminated all danger. "When you strike their vital points, you must instantly sever their nerves and disable their reflexes in one go. This way, the savage beasts¡¯ ability to counterattack will be destroyed. However, this kind of ability requires tens of thousands times of training before you will be able to do it. It cannot be rushed," Ling Xiao knew what Ling Lan was bothered about and so spoke up to exin. Ling Lan nodded at his words. Her eyes shone vibrantly, because she had discovered that her father Ling Xiao was most likely the best instructor in this world to mentor her in mecha control. Though Instructor Number Three in the learning space was indeed very strong in terms of mecha control, because the world she lived in now was still different from the world the instructors hade from, there were still some aspects which Ling Lan found rather difficult while learning from him. It should be said that the control methods Ling Lan was learning were modified from the control methods of their world, based off the results of Instructor Number Three¡¯s analysis of this world¡¯s mecha. Despite being very high-level, those methods could not achieve true 100%patibility ... However, Ling Xiao was different. He was one of the top mecha operators in this world to begin with, and all the control methods he had learned were the umted results of this world over thousands of years. It should be said that Ling Xiao¡¯s control skills were the most appropriate for the mecha presently being used by the Federation, and he would be able to let Ling Lan truly understand the mecha of this world. Ling Lan was rather frustrated at this time ¡ª why had she not realised this over these past few days? Actually wasting so many days for no good reason. Knowing that her dad¡¯s time was precious, Ling Lan decided that she could not continue wasting it any further, so she said to Ling Xiao seriously, "Father, you should be free these few days, right?" Ling Lan¡¯s eyes were sparkling brilliantly, her eyes shining with boundless hope ... Could it be that his daughter had acknowledged his fatherly love? Ling Xiao was overjoyed ¡ª did this mean that his daughter was willing to ept him now and call him ¡¯daddy¡¯ affectionately? He quickly nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I¡¯m extremely free." "Then instruct me a little on mecha controls." Ling Lan¡¯s subsequent words made Ling Xiao¡¯s mood plummet from the heights of heaven straight down into hell. He was greatly depressed, tears all over his face inside. Oh daughter, daddy came all this way toe into the military academy undercover, just so I could establish a deep and meaningful father-daughter rtionship with you, not so I could PK with you and be your instructor ... But facing that bright-eyed gaze of Ling Lan¡¯s, Ling Xiao just could not say anything to refuse. He could only nod and say, "Okay." Hearing Ling Xiao agree, Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up instantly. Even though Ling Xiao could not see his daughter¡¯s expression, for some reason, he just felt that his daughter was in a great mood. He could only smile wryly and console himself that he had finally done something that made his daughter happy, that all his efforts had not been for nothing. An excited Ling Lan waspletely an action-oriented Ling Lan ¡ª without saying anything more, she led her dad back to the city closest to them, Clear Winds City, running all the way. They came to the mechabat hall at the city centre, and found an empty private room and requested entry for a spar. Her entire mind filled with thoughts of learning from Ling Xiao, Ling Lan did not notice that when she and Ling Xiao had entered Clear Winds City, they had been noticed by those sharp-eyed people at the city gates. It could not be helped ¡ª Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha was just too unique; there was no way to conceal it. Some people were even quicker, instantly taking photos of the two of them flying across the city and uploading them onto the official website. The title of the post was naturally ¡¯Top-ss Elite [belief] Sighted¡¯. This news caused amotion instantly, the post scoring several billion hits within just a few minutes. When someone pointed out that the gleaming and eye-catching mecha in the photograph was the top imperial mecha in the mecha world, the entire mecha world was rocked to the core. For context, imperial operators were very difficult to see in the mecha world now. These top-ss masters were now all old men who had be famous a decade or even a few decades ago. They were all basically already living reclusively, rarely sighted. There was even a time when many people questioned whether there were any imperial operators existing at all within the mecha world. And this time, this photograph proved that the imperial operators of rumour truly did exist in Mecha World, and one had finally appeared. Everyone was worked up, especially since the post stated very clearly that the photo was taken at Clear Winds City. Having found some direction, the mecha operators all flocked towards Clear Winds City ... fortunately, Ling Lan and Ling Xiao were both moving extraordinarily fast, not meandering inside the city for long. They had directly headed straight into thebat room of the mechabat hall to fight, thus dodging this crisis, not being trapped by the mecha operators who had rushed over because of the news and jammed up the city. Nevertheless, the small little Clear Winds City had turned into a choked up hive of activity within the course of several minutes. Those outside could not get in, while those inside could not get out either, causing the entire city to be unbearably congested. ******** Inside their own privatebat room, when Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng saw the news about the top-ss elite [belief] descending upon Mecha World, they no longer had the mood to continue sparring. They too wanted to see what the top-ss elite [belief] was like and so were preparing to go outside and try their luck. They had just left the private room on their end when Zhao Jun received a text message from a member of his team. Zhao Jun instantly stopped moving after he nced at the message, prompting Li Lanfeng to ask him curiously, "Why¡¯d you stop?" Zhao Jun smiled wryly and said, "It looks like we can¡¯t get out anymore." Ah? Taken aback, Li Lanfeng immediately used hismunicator to check, and after finding out about the situation, he too smiled bitterly and said, "Who would have expected that [belief] would actually be at Clear Winds City. I really don¡¯t know if we¡¯re lucky or unlucky ..." Lucky, because they were in the same city; unlucky, because they were trapped within thebat hall, unable to go out. "We just weren¡¯t destined to meet that elite," said Zhao Jun regretfully, "Since we can¡¯t go out, why don¡¯t we have another spar?" He had no intention of going out to crowd with the people outside. Li Lanfeng naturally agreed and said, "That¡¯s fine." Obtaining Li Lanfeng¡¯s agreement, Zhao Jun bent his head over hismunicator, connecting to the A.I. of the mechabat hall as he said, "Let¡¯s just go back to our previous room, 817." Even as he spoke, he keyed in the number ¡¯817¡¯, and without even noticing the alert tagged to the room, he clicked to enter. Seeing Zhao Jun¡¯s entire mecha suddenly disappear before his eyes, Li Lanfeng shook his head helplessly. Knowing that the impatient Zhao Jun must have already gone ahead to room 817, he quickly connected to the mechabat hall¡¯s A.I. as well and selected room 817 too, then chose to enter ... Li Lanfeng unintentionally saw that the number of the people in the room was 3 ... huh? What was happening? The next second, Li Lanfeng had entered room 817. In a corner of the room, he saw that familiar ck-coloured special-ss mecha of Zhao Jun¡¯s. Not only that, on the stage in the middle of the room, two mecha were facing off against one another. One was an extremelymon standard intermediate mecha, while the other was an extremely dazzling and beautiful mecha. With just one nce, Li Lanfeng could tell that this was the rumoured top-ss imperial mecha ... "What in the world is this?" Li Lanfeng was stunned by this scene before his eyes, and quickly sent a private message to Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun very quickly responded with a message of his own, "Shh, don¡¯t make a sound. That imperial mecha¡¯s operator is most likely [belief]. Let¡¯s observe quietly. Don¡¯t let them discover us and kick us out ..." Zhao Jun worked hard to shrink in on his own mecha. Right then, he truly wished that his mecha could instantly be tiny ¡ª best if it could be a speck of dust, invisible to the naked eye. Li Lanfeng saw Zhao Jun¡¯s actions and sweatdropped profusely. This fellow ... did he not know that no matter how much he tried to hunch in on himself, these two hulking mecha they were piloting just had no way of bing any bit smaller? This series of actions by Zhao Jun only made him even more conspicuous. ******** "Do you know those two mecha?" Ling Xiao had long noticed these two mecha that had entered behind them, and he turned to ask Ling Lan about them. Ling Lan shook her head and said, "No, should we kick them out?" Even though she had left messages for herpanions, asking them toe to room 817 of Clear Winds City to observe the mecha fight between her and Ling Xiao, Qi Long and the others had soon responded with news that the entire traffic of Clear Winds City was already paralysed. They just had no way of getting there. Chapter 297: The Composition of a Battle Clan! Chapter 297: The Composition of a Battle n! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr For this reason, Qi Long was so frustrated he could almost bang his head into a wall, while Luo Lang was actually tearing up. The others were not reacting that much better either ¡ª after all, this was a mecha instructional fight from a god-ss operator! How lucky did they have to be to witness that?! But now they had to watch helplessly as this great fortune slipped right through their fingers, unable to do anything about it ... Ling Lan could only cate andfort them, promising that they would still have opportunities in the future. At that time, she would definitely inform them beforehand to enter thebat room in advance so they could observe. Only then did these bunch of mournful brats subside. It was precisely because of that that Ling Lan had not set a passcode on their room at the very first moment to restrict outsiders from entering. By the time she had settled herpanions, two strangers had already entered the private room. Ling Xiao was nonchnt about it. "No need. Since they have alreadye here, it can be considered that they¡¯re fated to see us. Besides, they don¡¯t know us. Let them watch a little, and if they gain some insight, that¡¯s their fortune." Ling Xiao was not someone who would stick to the beaten track 1 , otherwise he would not often invite others to PK with him at the military-exclusivebat fields. The stronger the Federation mecha masters were, the dder Ling Xiao would be. He was a pure-minded military man. "Since, father, you have said so, then let them stay." Ling Lan agreed with her dad¡¯s mindset. The mecha operators in Mecha World came from all the various star systems of the whole Federation. No one could tell who another was, or which they came from. If those spectators could gain something from this fight, it would indeed be a kindness on their part. Ling Lan recalled the first time she had entered Mecha World and met that cheetah mecha. They had not known each other, but had had a startlingly amazing rapport. During that time, if not for the other¡¯s constantpanionship and their mutual encouragement and supervision, perhaps she might not have been able to endure through that period of dry and monotonous foundational training. Ling Lan cherished this sort of heaven-given serendipity, and so did not want to stand in the way of it. Since her father was not opposed, Ling Lan decided to just let them watch. Of course, the prerequisite being that they knew their limits and did not disturb her and her father. ******** On the stage, the two mecha that had been standing around casually began to shift. The intermediate mecha suddenly raised its hand to draw the long weapon from its back and got into an attacking stance, while the imperial mecha remained still and unmoving as before. At this point, Zhao Jun could not helpmenting surreptitiously, "Lanfeng, this match is probably going to end in one move. The gap between the strength of the two is just too wide. The intermediate mecha will definitely be unable to withstand an attack from the imperial mecha." "It won¡¯t end like that," Li Lanfeng responded confidently. "Ah? Why not?" Zhao Jun was boggled. "Just think, which imperial operator would have the free time to PK an intermediate mecha operator? I¡¯m guessing that thetter is just a disciple of the imperial operator, which is why the former woulde to instruct him a little," Li Lanfeng analysed, "In this match, the imperial operator will definitely control his strength, perhaps even sealing away some advanced control skills and killing moves." "In other words, this is an instructional fight." Zhao Jun¡¯s eyes brightened. Instructional fights were not only extremely useful to the one fighting, spectators would also learn quite a bit. However, Zhao Jun began worrying once more, carefully asking, "Lanfeng, do you think they¡¯ll chase us out? After all, this type of instructional fight is usually rted to some sect legacies and secrets." Li Lanfeng red exasperatedly at Zhao Jun, "You¡¯ve only now noticed this point? Still, it¡¯s been so long. Since they have not kicked us out, they are likely to have tacitly agreed to our presence here." "Ah? Really?" Li Lanfeng¡¯s words made Zhao Jun ecstatic. "Yes, of course, they could also have mistaken us for people they know, but that possibility is almost zero, so it can be excluded." Li Lanfeng knew well that it was indeed possible to conceal one¡¯s ID in Mecha World so that name cards would have to be exchanged before one¡¯s name would be revealed. However, this feature was ineffective against top-ss masters like imperial operators ¡ª that was a sign of respect and distinction Mecha World afforded to imperial operators. Thus, it was obvious that the other must know that the two of them were strangers. "I believe that, they have chosen not to kick us because they intend to give us a chance." Li Lanfeng felt that this was the likeliest possibility. Many top-ss masters believed very strongly in fate and serendipity ¡ª perhaps the other felt that he and Zhao Jun¡¯s stumbling into this room was fated, and so left them alone. "That¡¯s great!" Zhao Jun clenched his fists, exhrated. Li Lanfeng¡¯s words moved him greatly ¡ª if he could learn anything at all from this imperial operator, he would never ever forget this fated kindness for the rest of his life. "Our luck today is truly incredible ..." said Li Lanfeng with a sigh. Perhaps his destiny was not going to be as tragic as he had thought ¡ª would this be the turning point of his life? "Oh, they¡¯re starting!" cried Zhao Jun, instantly calling Li Lanfeng back from his scattered musings. On the stage, the two mecha divided by a great disparity in strength finally shed for the first time. Facing her unfathomable father Ling Xiao, Ling Lan chose to take the initiative and attack. She just did not have the confidence that she would be able to withstand her dad¡¯s powerful attacks, so she decided to take the advantage of striking first. Ling Lan could be seen to control her mecha to sprint forwards like a gust of wind, striking out towards Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha. When she was about 3 metres away, Regretless, which had been hanging low, was abruptly lifted up into a diagonal sh, drawing a streak of cold light through the air. This was a mid-range attack! While Ling Lan had been waiting, she had already considered things thoroughly ¡ª the only close-range weapons on her father¡¯s mecha were his short swords, so he did not have a long cold weapon like Regretless to fight against her. This undoubtedly gave Ling Lan a slight upper hand in terms of weapons, and this was also her only advantage. "Not bad!" Seeing his daughter choose to execute a mid-range attack with her long weapon, Ling Xiao unstintingly gave praise. Against such a formidable opponent like himself, with no chance of winning, Ling Lan could still identify and use her greatest advantage to strike out against a weakness of his ¡ª this was undoubtedly a testament to Ling Lan¡¯s levelheadedness and strategic mind. However, Ling Xiao was a god-ss operator after all. Moreover, he was operating a formidable imperial mecha ¡ª both in terms of control skills and in mecha advantage, his strength exceeded Ling Lan¡¯s by too much. The countern Ling Lan had worked so hard to execute simply would not work against Ling Xiao. With an elegant slide-step, Ling Xiao operated his mecha to twist to one side, dodging this streak of savage light. At the same time, the arms of his mecha folded firmly over the gleaming de, actually performing an empty-handed weapon grab with his mecha. Even though Ling Lan¡¯s attack was already so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with one¡¯s eyes, for Ling Xiao, it was still a little slow. He easily caught Ling Lan¡¯s Regretless between his palms. "Ling Lan, this move won¡¯t work against me," said Ling Xiao with a smile, "You¡¯ll need toe up with something else." "Father, don¡¯t get too careless now." The right arm of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha suddenly shook and pulled back, and Ling Xiao felt that long sword between his mecha¡¯s palms slipping away like a slippery fish, escaping from his tight sp. Ling Xiao¡¯s heart jolted and he instantly dashed back, once again pulling a distance away from Ling Lan. He stared curiously at Regretless in Ling Lan¡¯s hands and could not help but ask, "This weapon is very unique. What are its attributes?" This particr quality which let it escape was something even Ling Xiao had never seen before "Its special attributes are high tensile strength and sharpness," replied Ling Lan. Ling Xiao immediately opened up his mecha¡¯s palm, and an extremely faint line could be seen on it. This made even Ling Lan 2 exim in awe, for it should be known that the outer shell of an imperial mecha was so strong that even the Federation¡¯s strongest beam saber would not be able to leave a mark on it. Who would have expected this Regretless to be able to do so ... "This weapon is very powerful,"uded Ling Xiao. "This is the work of one of the seniors in the academy. As long as I keep it well, even when I upgrade to ace mecha, it¡¯ll still be useful," Ling Lan was indeed very fond of Regretless; her introduction of it clearly carried a trace of pride. "Once that senior of yours grows up and reworks this weapon two or three times, perhaps you might be able to use it for even longer," eximed Ling Xiao. "It can still be reworked two or three times?" Ling Lan was overwhelmed with curiosity ¡ª she had thought that all weapons were forged topletion in one go. "Of course. That¡¯s why a mature mecha battle n must have an outstanding mechanic. They can help a battle n¡¯sbat power rise vertically." Of course, once one reached imperial level and above, all this talk was just passing clouds. "Aren¡¯t mecha battle ns all made up of people from the mecha piloting specialization?" Ling Xiao¡¯s words confused Ling Lan. She had truly thought that mecha battle ns were organisations built by a group of people who specialized in mecha piloting. "Of course not ..." Ling Xiao replied, astounded. Could it be that Ling Lan did not know about this? However, after a beat, Ling Xiao figured it out. Generally, it was the father¡¯s job to teach about all this, but he had been missing for 16 years, and sinceing back, he had been bogged down with various official duties. Thus, he had not had any chances tomunicate properly with his daughter, much less even think about teaching her all this. Of course, if the student¡¯s father was not a mecha operator, hence not allowing them to receive such instruction from their father, when they advanced to the second year of school, there would be mecha instructors who would guide students in building their own battle ns or in choosing one to join. At that time, Ling Lan too would have learned about theposition of a battle n. However, right now, Ling Lan was still a first year, so she had yet to have a chance to learn any of this. At this thought, Ling Xiao apologised and said, "This is all my fault, not instructing you in these things in time." At the heart of it, it was still his own dereliction of duty as a father. "In fact, the members of a mecha battle n are not solely from the mecha piloting specialization. It can epass many specializations ¡ª it all depends on what route your battle n wants to take. Generally speaking, a battle n needs three types of mecha warriors ¡ª close-range,prehensive, and long-range ¡ª along with logistics and support units, which includes a repairman, a doctor, and a quartermaster, etcetera. Thus, at minimum, a battle n requires 6 people. However, this type of small battle n is inadequate to support the logisticsponent in the n for long, so now, a developed mecha battle n needs at least 12 people ¡ª 8 mecha warriors and 4 support personnel." Ling Xiao continued to exin, "With 2 warriors for each support personnel, a mecha battle n will be able to continue running smoothly. Each person in the n will be able to benefit and grow without any wastage." Support personnel required warriors to provide for them, otherwise they would not be able to procure any resources to improve their abilities. This was why smaller battle ns were gradually being eliminated. Of course, a battle n could also abandon logistics and support, but this type of battle n would definitely be unable topete with other ns which had better allocation of roles, so their elimination was also inevitable in the long run. Chapter 298: The Price of Fate! Chapter 298: The Price of Fate! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "In other words, if I want to lead mypanions further, I need to make sure to allocate my members¡¯ roles within the battle n in the most logical and perfect way?" Ling Lan scrunched up her brow. It looked like she had taken things too much for granted ... At this time, Ling Lan finally figured out some things she had always found puzzling before ¡ª why Lin Zhong-qing and Han Jijyun had chosen to apply for other specializations in the military academy even though their mecha control standards were not much lower than Xie Yi¡¯s, Luo Lang¡¯s, or the others. In Mecha World, they were all already at the level of advanced mecha warrior. It turned out that they were already familiar with theposition of a battle n, and so had made their choice early on for the sake of the future of their battle n. In contrast, as the boss, she had been rather muddled and clueless till now ¡ª though she had known subconsciously that they had done it for the team, she had not understood their motives as deeply as she did now. "This is absolutely necessary. For example, that senior who made this weapon for you would be a great candidate. You should know that for a person to create such an outstanding weapon, he must have reached the pinnacle in terms of his mastery of materials. He is most definitely a prodigy in engineering and modification. He¡¯ll be able to help you greatly by increasing your battle n¡¯s strength by onefold or even more," replied Ling Xiao, "If he hasn¡¯t joined any other battle n yet, I rmend you act quickly. This kind of prodigy is a truly rare and lucky find." "Hn, I¡¯ll have to think well on this." Regarding theposition of their battle n, Ling Lan still wanted to check in with Qi Long and the others first. After all, even if she wanted to expand the team and take in new people, Ling Lan still hoped to receive their agreement. Right then, Ling Lan could not help but think of that dux of the military medical research specialization, Li Shiyu. At first, she had only felt that the other¡¯s medical skills were amazing, which had moved her to establish a good rtionship with him in hopes that if her team members were injured in future, they would have a trustworthy doctor to rely on. Now, from the looks of it, she needed to change her strategy and redraw her ns. Ling Lan also recalled that the students studying to be military doctors typically would not join any battle ns, strictly holding onto a neutral stance. She reckoned that this dux, Li Shiyu, would also be the same. Ling Lan decided that no matter what, she must manipte ... er, no, force ... wait, that¡¯s not right either ... snatch him for her n! Ling Lan silently clenched her fists tightly. She could not let this type of prodigy slip away just like that from her hands. Li Shiyu, who had initially been not really all that important in Ling Lan¡¯s mind, had all of a sudden be Ling Lan¡¯s top priority target. Right then, Li Shiyu, who was still immersed in medical research in the Military Medical Research Centre, did not know that his future had already been decided for him by Ling Lan without him being the wiser! Let us take a moment of silence to mourn for him! "If you really want to establish a battle n, you indeed need to think well on this." When Ling Xiao had mentioned the first half of his sentence, he could already feel the endless cold air seeping out from within Ling Lan¡¯s mecha, and he smiled wryly. It was probably impossible for his daughter to cast aside those few littlepanions who had grown up alongside her. At this moment, Ling Xiao did not know whether to be proud or sad 1 ¡ª his daughter, who should have been a bundle of adorableness to be cosseted in the palms of his hands, had now be so cold, stern, and domineering, her boss aura even more formidable and fearsome than his had been while he had been thriving in the military academy back in his time ... Say, had his wife really given birth to a daughter? Ling Xiao was suddenly uncertain. He had the impulse to immediately contact his wife to confirm ¡ª back then, had she really given birth to a girl? Could it be that his wife had wanted a girl so much that she had forcefully decided to treat their son as a daughter? This notion was quickly dispelled by Ling Xiao because it was an absolutely impossible scenario. He was really too stupid to even consider it, certain to be chased out of the bedroom by his wife for half a year if he asked her ... "Of course, there are two ways the members of a battle n can join. One way is for them to be permanent members. These people must have gone through some testing and have earned your trust. And then there are some talents who may not be so reliable, who you can choose to sign on into your n temporarily. For example, you could take in some battle n members temporarily, just for these few years at the academy, and once you all graduate, the contract automatically ends." Ling Xiao shoved aside all those messy thoughts in his mind, continuing on with the previous topic and listing the rest of the key information about battle ns, "Aside from a few necessary permanent members, a typical battle n is primarily made up of contracted members, because no one can guarantee that in future, there won¡¯t be better team members whoe along. One more thing ¡ª permanent team members who are not united in spirit, who do not trust each other unconditionally, may very well choose differently when the timees to choose their army division in the future. This would not create much difficulty for those team members themselves, but for the battle n leader, the departure of a permanent member could be devastating. This would indicate that this team leader does not possess great leadership abilities and may also have problems with his judgement of character. In the army divisions, this would significantly impact that leader¡¯s future progress. Of course, this point won¡¯t influence you much. As long as you think they¡¯re alright, just take in whoever you want. You don¡¯t have to worry." Ling Lan would definitely be in Ling Xiao¡¯s army division in the future. As long as she did notmit any major fault, ascending the ranks step by step would certainly be no issue. Besides, Ling Xiao and Lan Luofeng were already in tacit agreement ¡ª they would gradually weaken the presence of the male Ling Lan, not allowing her to stand out too much in the division. Therefore, even if her battle n really split apart in future, there would not be much impact on Ling Lan¡¯s future. "A battle n usually only stabilises properly after the n has entered an army division. That¡¯s why the n leader who organised the n would mostly choose to have temporary contracts with the members, waiting to properly establish the battle n after he has chosen and entered an army division." Ling Xiao went through all the important parts of building a battle n. Ling Lan nodded pensively, and then Ling Xiao asked, "Right, are the specializations of all thosepanions of yours in Mecha Piloting?" "Hm, Lin Zhong-qing chose Logistics, Han Jijyun chose Starship Command, while Qi Long, Luo Lang and Xie Yi chose the same as me, Mecha Piloting." Ling Lan responded to Ling Xiao¡¯s question by listing out all the specializations of herpanions. Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes sparkled at this response. Inside, he was happy for his daughter¡¯s sake ¡ª these little fellows had truly been aiming for the perfect establishment of a battle n. "Are Qi Long, Luo Lang and Xie Yi particrly strong in terms ofbat ability? And are their awakened innate talents more suited to mecha piloting?" "Yes,pared to Lin Zhong-qing and Han Jijyun, it is indeed so," Ling Lan nodded and said. Pleased, Ling Xiao nodded and said, "From the looks of it, your battle n is stillcking a strategic adviser, a doctor, and an engineer-mechanic. High level engineer-mechanics are generally in high demand. If you can¡¯t find a particrly exceptional one, I rmend you look for a skilled mecha repairman. That would be more useful than an average engineer-mechanic. The extra slots you have on your team can be filled with several other strong mecha operators." "There¡¯s no need to look for a strategic adviser. That¡¯s Han Jijyun¡¯s secondary specialization. He was already exceptionally gifted in that area, only choosing Starship Command for the future of the battle n," Ling Lan conveyed the situation with Han Jijyun to Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao found himself speechless. He really had no words to describe how lucky Ling Lan was. Actually having such an exceptional prodigy among thepanions she grew up with, able to take on two roles ... this way, the battle n would have one less support member to provide for, and the pressure would be much less. It could be said that inparison to other simr 12-man battle ns, Ling Lan¡¯s battle n would definitely be much stronger because of this 2 . "Ling Lan, you need to cherish thesepanions well. They¡¯re really very good," said Ling Xiao seriously. Since the members were giving their all to contribute to the formation of the battle n, as the n leader, Ling Lan needed to live up to their contributions. Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up at these words, and she nodded solemnly and said, "Don¡¯t worry, father, they are the most important friends of my life. I will definitely treasure them." That said, Ling Lan¡¯s gaze narrowed in contemtion, silently considering a candidate for the engineer-mechanic of her team. No matter what, getting to know [No Mecha Unrepaired] in Mecha World was indeed a stroke of luck, plus the other was also from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy ¡ª he was truly the most suitable candidate. At first, she had only thought to establish a good connection with the other, but now, this idea of taking him in was indeed a good one. It would resolve the problem of finding an extremely important support member for her battle n. ******** Right then, [No Mecha Unrepaired], who was in the Suncreed City Library engrossed in researching all sorts of blueprints and reference materials, felt a sudden chill go through his body. He lifted his head warily, silently observing the other fellow aficionados in the library who were simrly bent over their own blueprints and diagrams in focused study. After all, he had offended the Thunder King before; who knew whether the other would send people to trouble him here in Suncreed City ... He looked left and he looked right, however, no matter how he looked, he could see nothing strange ... could it be that he was too tiredtely, thus messing up his sense of perception? [No Mecha Unrepaired] decided to finish up with the diagram he was studying and then take a good rest so that he could avoid this sort of paranoia messing with his productivity ... ******** At this thought, Ling Lan involuntarily turned her head to nce at the two people watching the fight. Could these two people also be serendipitous acquaintances for her? Ling Lan¡¯s mind stirred, and she turned to ask Ling Xiao, "Father, what are the IDs of those two mecha?" "Why do you ask for their IDs? Has something happened?" Ling Xiao frowned. He had allowed those two to spectate because he wanted to show them a kindness, but he did not want them to distract his daughter from learning. "No, I¡¯m just wondering whether they could be a fated connection for me. They could turn out to be a member of my battle n in future," said Ling Lan coolly, "Fated meetings are not so easy toe by; perhaps they should pay some price for this ..." Er ... is this his daughter? Isn¡¯t this too sly and cunning? Ling Xiao could not help but nce at those two innocent mecha who were still clueless about what was happening. In his heart, however, he firmly gave his daughter 32 thumbs ups 3 : D*mn, as expected of a daughter of mine, definitely never taking a loss if she can help it. "The ck mecha is called [Forge the Future] 4 , while the advanced mecha is called [Self-Defined Destiny] 5 ," Ling Xiao revealed their IDs to his daughter without any hesitation, using action to show his support for his daughter¡¯s decision. Seeing the two mecha on the stage stop fighting to turn and look at them one after the other, Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun felt their hearts skip a beat. Was the other side about to kick them out now? In his mecha¡¯s cockpit, Zhao Jun even began to pray with his palms held together: Oh God, please no! In the midst of Li Lanfeng¡¯s and Zhao Jun¡¯s worrying, the two mecha on the stage turned back in silent unison, and then the intermediate mecha suddenly leapt backwards, pulling away once more from the imperial mecha to put some distance between them. It looked like a new fight was about to begin. "That scared me! I thought we were really about to get kicked out of here!" Only then did Zhao Jun lower his palms with the sense of relief of a survivor, eximing to Li Lanfeng with some lingering fear. "For some reason, I still feel somewhat uneasy." Li Lanfeng did not know why, but a strong sense of danger was spreading within his heart. Chapter 299: Advanced Mecha Warrior? Chapter 299: Advanced Mecha Warrior? Trantor: DRZ Editor: H2dH2mr "What¡¯s wrong? Could it be that they truly intend to kick us out?" Zhao Jun, who had rxed, was once again anxious as he asked with a look of concern. "No, since they have yet to kick us out, I doubt they would do that after this. However, I have a hunch that we might have to pay a huge price if we continue observing ..." Li Lanfeng¡¯s voice was extremely soft, seemingly talking to himself. He was unable toe up with a reason at the moment as to why he had that hunch. "Even if we have to pay a price, are you willing to abandon this opportunity?" Zhao Jun did not believe Li Lanfeng was willing to take the initiative and leave. "Of course not. Even if I have to pay a huge price, I will still stay and observe." Li Lanfeng replied decisively and smiled bitterly afterwards. Being a number one elite family, the Li Family naturally had a few imperial operators serving them. However, no matter if it was his current identity or his other unpresentable identity, he did not have the right to obtain pointers from those people ... He was thus unable to reject the temptation before him, especially because he wanted to be a winner who could dictate his own destiny and that was why he was all the more unable to reject this opportunity. "Therefore, why should we think about the future? What we should do now, is to grasp the opportunity to observe and study what¡¯s before us." Zhao Jun smiled, being of the same mind. "You¡¯re right!" Li Lanfengughed soundlessly and started to reflect on his mentality of overthinking things. It was just that this bad habit had been ingrained in him from a young age and was impossible to correct even if he wanted to. Thinking of this, Li Lanfeng sighed softly and appeared at a loss. "Quick, take a look, the intermediate mecha is moving!" Zhao Jun¡¯s shout suddenly sounded beside his ears. Luckily they were using their privatems or else, with Zhao Jun making such a big disturbance, they would have definitely been chased out by the room¡¯s owner. Li Lanfeng hurriedly curbed his thoughts and focused on the arena. The intermediate mecha had indeed moved but it did not choose to attack immediately. Instead, it hopped around the imperial operator by the edge of the arena at high speed. Its speed increased to the point where the mecha¡¯s silhouette turned blurry. "How is this possible? This shadow slidestep is a technique only an advanced mecha warrior would know." Looking at this scene, Zhao Jun cried out in disbelieving surprise. Li Lanfeng¡¯s expression instantly stiffened. Could it be that the operator of this intermediate mecha was an advanced mecha warrior? There were numerous techniques that could only be executed with apatible mecha, just like the shadow slidestep which was an exclusive technique of an advanced mecha. Did an intermediate mecha have the capability of allowing the operator to execute such a technique? For some reason, the rabbit mecha of that time surfaced in Li Lanfeng¡¯s mind at this moment. It had clearly been a trainee mecha, yet the other party had executed many movements which exceeded the limit of a trainee mecha, pushing the mecha to its extreme limits. Wait, it was to the extent of even exceeding the limit ... Could it be that this intermediate mecha operator was another outstanding aberrant operator? "No, it¡¯s impossible ... the rabbit mecha operator is unique and unmatched." Li Lanfeng shook his head and expelled the thoughts in his mind. He would never admit that someone could be mentioned on equal terms with the rabbit in his heart. Just as both spectators were bewildered, the intermediate mecha finallyunched another attack after circling several times around the arena. The shadow slidestep was simultaneously an evasion and confusion technique that would cause illusions to appear before the opponent. An afterimage of the mecha would be disyed through the external recording device, and although this would only cause several seconds of dy, it could perhaps lead to an important turning point to obtain victory during a high-speed mecha fight. Therefore, by the time Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng could see the attacking movement of the intermediate mecha clearly, it had already appeared behind the imperial mecha, and the sharp, shiny, ck tangdao in its right hand chopped down, making a sound of tearing through air. This showed that the attack was both powerful and fierce, but while facing this attack the imperial mecha did not move in the slightest. Even though Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng knew that it was impossible for the attack tond, seeing the intermediate mecha¡¯s tangdao about to chop down on the imperial mecha¡¯s shoulder made them involuntarily cry out "ahh!" in rm as the mecha was so close to danger. With a resounding ¡¯bang¡¯, the imperial operator merely leaned slightly to the side and, raising his right hand, stopped the tangdao that was about to strike the shoulder of his mecha. So it turned out that the beam shield on the imperial mecha had quietly activated while the tangdao had struck the beam shield, which generated a powerful rebound and directly sent the intermediate mecha bouncing backwards into the air. Both of them were under the impression that the intermediate mecha would retreat after having made an ineffective attack, but it suddenly rallied itself and renewed its onught. After the intermediate mecha was sent away by the rebound, its originally silent engine abruptly exploded with noise and using its thrusters as opposing force, it directly neutralized the powerful rebound force. The mecha¡¯s engine ceased once again after neutralizing the rebound force. Having maintained its position, the intermediate mecha suddenly began to rotate rapidly like a spinning top before following up byunching a fierce kick towards the imperial mecha below it. "Whirlwind Garotte!" Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng once again cried out in surprise as this was another advanced-level technique exclusive to advanced mecha warriors. Seemingly having anticipated this move, the imperial operator once again easily broke through the move. The operator was only seen to decisively raise both arms of his mecha, easily grasping firm hold of the intermediate mecha¡¯s powerful kick from among the flurry of afterimages of the spinning leg. There was a loud ¡¯bang¡¯ as the intermediate mecha was firmly smashed onto the ground and slid out several meters. The instant it was smashed onto the ground, even Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng, who were standing at the edge spectating the fight, could feel an intense vibration from where they stood. This terrifying impact caused their expressions to faintly change, believing that the advanced mecha warrior who had received the brunt of this force would not be feeling any better than what they imagined. Both of them were under the impression that the intermediate mecha would halt all its movements. Even if its body was sturdy, usually one would choose to lie down on the ground to recover their conditions for a few seconds upon receiving such a powerful blow. Unexpectedly, while the mecha was sliding out several meters and had yet to stop, it moved once again as its right hand suddenly mmed the ground and using the rebound force, the entire mecha soared into the air. At the same time, the mecha¡¯s engine turned on again and this time round, it took advantage of its speed to fiercely pounce towards the imperial mecha in a sh. The cold weapon in its hand carried the momentum of a violent storm as it chopped towards the imperial mecha. Seeing the intermediate mecha dashing around the imperial mecha, no one could guess at the intermediate mecha¡¯s direction of movement. This type of irregr movement style caused Zhao Jun¡¯s and Li Lanfeng¡¯s countenance to change once again. Currently, they were certain that the operator controlling the intermediate mecha was absolutely not an intermediate mecha warrior as they had previously believed and was undoubtedly an advanced mecha warrior. Reason being, this type of irregr movement style required the execution of numerous hand movements at a frightening speed in an instant; it was definitely not something an intermediate mecha warrior could aplish. Li Lanfeng could not help but think to himself, that if he were to operate this intermediate mecha, could he aplish those practically non-stop hand movements like the other party could? Considering the limitations of the intermediate mecha, Li Lanfeng realised that it would be very difficult. Perhaps he might be able to aplish it, but it would not be possible to perform it so brilliantly and smoothly and at the same time with such ease like the other. Did this mean that the other party¡¯s control skills were better than his? Thinking of this, Li Lanfeng felt faintly disappointed inside. Genius operators had appeared around him one after another ¡ª with his average control talent, would he truly be able to change his fate as he challenged heaven¡¯s will? "Hey, talent is indeed important, but foundations and hard work are of more importance than talent. If you were to train all levels of foundational controls to perfection, I believe that you will not be inferiorpared to those geniuses ..." The words left behind by that rabbit mecha surfaced once again in Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart and he was suddenly jolted to his senses. That¡¯s right, maybe he wascking in talent, but he would continue working hard and practice every foundational control skill until they became part of his instinct. Although the difficulty increased with each level, he had never forgotten the warning words of advice the rabbit had given him, and this had always been his psychological pir! "Rest assured, I will not be defeated by those geniuses. I will be more hardworking than them and when we meet, I hope I will no longer be looking up at you." Li Lanfeng secretly clenched his fists as his confidence, which had received a setback due to the intermediate mecha, once again recovered. He could lose to his rabbit friend, but he could not lose to others. Even if the intermediate mecha warrior before him had an aberrant talent in control, it could not cause his confidence to crumble. He would never lose to the other party! On the arena, the sounds of fighting had never stopped, and at times the rhythm of those sounds even seemed as if they were well nned and methodically arranged. Even though the battle was somewhat indistinct from Zhao Jun¡¯s and Li Lanfeng¡¯s perspective, they knew that the imperial operator had without a doubt intercepted all the advanced mecha warrior¡¯s irregr attacks. Just like that, the intermediate mecha continued tounch fierce attacks for approximately one minute. Although it might not seem long, Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng understood that during this one minute, the hand speed of the intermediate mecha operator had been in a state of high speed. Even Zhao Jun, who was ssified as a special-ss operator, could not help but tremble internally, hands starting to throb in pain as he imagined himself being the one doing the operating. These movements had high requirements of an operator¡¯s hand speed and for an ordinary intermediate mecha to execute those high-level techniques, it would require the operator¡¯s control skills to match. Therefore, Zhao Jun even suspected that the operator¡¯s hands were currently cramped and had be numb. When the intermediate mechanded, Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng could not help but breathe out, thinking that they should be able to rx and rest for a moment now. Unexpectedly, the intermediate mecha had justnded when it once again moved and executed a shadow slidestep, the exclusive technique of advanced mecha, while dashing towards the imperial mecha ... "What the f*ck, does he never get tired?" Zhao Jun could not help but curse. Could it be that the operator of the intermediate mecha was a robot? "What if the other party¡¯s true level is at mecha master level?" Li Lanfeng replied unperturbedly. From the control skills disyed by the intermediate mecha, Li Lanfeng did not think that the other party¡¯s real skills were only that of an advanced mecha warrior. He even believed that, perhaps, the other party might have already reached the level of a special-ss operator, or even possibly the level of an ace operator. Chapter 300: Ling Lan’s Mistake! Chapter 300: Ling Lan¡¯s Mistake! Trantor: DRZ Editor: H2dH2mr Although these conjectures caused difort in Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart and made him feel that the huge difference between them would be difficult to make up for, he would not disregard the other party¡¯s strength due to this. "It couldn¡¯t be ..." Zhao Jun replied in astonishment. When fighting against an imperial operator, even if it was just a guidance match, it was undoubtedly an insult towards that operator by using an intermediate mecha to take up the challenge. "Perhaps there might be a deeper meaning to it." Li Lanfeng touched his chin and started pondering. "What deeper meaning?" Zhao Jun asked in puzzlement. "Could using a lesser mecha to execute advanced-level techniques help inprehending those advanced-level techniques?" Li Lanfeng had indeed overthought things; he would alwayse up with some reasonings to convince himself, just like now. He decided to go redeem an intermediate mecha again after he finished spectating the fight, and experiment using advanced-level techniques on that mecha to see if it would be of help in improving his control over advanced techniques. Based on Li Lanfeng¡¯s current strength and hand speed, he had already achieved the standard to advance to special-ss operator level. The reason he had yet to advance was that he felt there were some fundamental movements that he was unable to execute exactly as he willed. He had always borne in mind the words that the rabbit mecha had consoled him with, so without perfecting those techniques, he was unable to convince himself to enter the next level. He had originally assumed that this problem was due to insufficient practice, but from the current situation, he felt that perhaps it might be because of hisck of thorough understanding and that it was time to change and try another method. At this moment, Ling Lan was unaware that her execution of techniques surpassing her level had caused Li Lanfeng, who was spectating the fight, to have a different train of thought, hence opening up a different type of training method. This fortuitous misconception gave him new insight towards foundational control. ******** "Ling Lan, are you still not aware that there¡¯s a problem with your control?" Just as Ling Lan executed a shadow slidestep to continue attacking Ling Xiao, her father¡¯s indifferent voice suddenly sounded out in the cockpit. Ling Xiao¡¯s voice had always contained indulgence and acknowledgement, yet his current tone actually contained a hint of coldness and reproach. Hearing his words, Ling Lan was rmed, but her attack was already a nocked arrow that had to be released. Ling Xiao¡¯s counterattack was efficient this time ¡ª heunched a palm strike which, with a snapping sound, struck the crook of the arm of the mecha that Ling Lan was operating. It directly destroyed the mecha arm¡¯s control system, which basically meant that the right hand of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha had been crippled. With a ¡¯ng¡¯, the cold weapon Regretless in Ling Lan¡¯s hand dropped to the ground. The right hand which had lost control obviously did not have any means of holding onto that heavy weapon, and so the weapon was naturally dropped. Ling Lan immediately leaped backwards, increasing the distance between them, and quietly stood stationary while starting to decipher the meaning of Ling Xiao¡¯s questioning words. "Ling Lan, afterunching attacks for so long, haven¡¯t you noticed your problem?" Ling Xiao¡¯s voice once again rang out in the cockpit, asking the same question. "Is there a problem?" Ling Lan pondered aloud. Indeed, she had not noticed any problems with her own control. Although executing advanced-level techniques which were distinctive to advanced mecha on an intermediate mecha was quite strenuous, she had undoubtedly increased thebat power of the mecha several times over. Otherwise, based on an intermediate mecha¡¯s capability, it would have been impossible to exchange blows with an imperial mecha for such an extended period of time and she would have long been knocked down. "Are you thinking that you¡¯ve increased the mecha¡¯sbat power?" Ling Xiao could make out Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts at a nce and so bluntly asked her. "Yes," Ling Lan replied honestly. "But are things really what you believe them to be?" Ling Xiao¡¯s questioning stunned Ling Lan. Using higher level techniques would of course allow a mecha¡¯s power to be greater. Or was she mistaken? "What¡¯s the current damage level of your mecha?" Ling Xiao sighed and could not help but rub at his brow. As a father, he hadcked severely in fulfilling his obligations. If Ling Lan had not proposed to have him guide her in mecha piloting, he would not have known that his daughter¡¯s understanding of mecha piloting would have actually entered a diverged route. It seemed like there were too many things he had to learn to be apetent father. However, it was not serious as it was not considered toote for him to have realised this. Ling Xiao took a nce at the silent intermediate mecha disyed on his screen and felt certain. As long as Ling Lan realised her mistake, her control skills were bound to improve. Thinking of this, Ling Xiao could not help but feel proud once again. Take a look, this is my, Ling Xiao¡¯s daughter. Even though she¡¯s a female, she has still managed to inherit my exceptional control talent, and she¡¯ll definitely be the best female mecha master. Ling Xiao had high hopes for Ling Lan and believed that she would inevitably be an ace mecha master. Of course, under his wholehearted nurturing, it was not impossible for her to be the number one imperial operator in the Federation. Thinking of this possibility, Ling Xiao could not help but tremble. Despite being a god-ss operator, he was still so moved at the thought of possibly witnessing his daughter ascending to the pinnacle that he could not be calm. Alright, please forgive a father¡¯s feelings. Even if Ling Xiao was a god-ss operator, at this moment, he was still an ordinary father who dearly loved his daughter. Upon hearing Ling Xiao¡¯s words, Ling Lan did not dy in asking Little Four, who was currently in control of the mecha, about the mecha¡¯s condition. Little Four replied that although he had tried his utmost to maintain the mecha¡¯s bnce, its current damage level was already at 32.77% due to Ling Lan overextending the mecha by repeatedly executing advanced-level techniques. That was to say, if Ling Lan were to continue fighting in this manner, the mecha would only be able to sustain itself for another three minutes before it wouldpletely fall apart. "Damage level is at 32.77%." Ling Lan had not expected that the mecha¡¯s damage level would be so high. She somewhat dejectedly ryed this answer to Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao quirked his brows, somewhat surprised. He had assumed that, with Ling Lan frantically overextending the mecha, the damage level was sure to be more than 40%. Unexpectedly, it was only slightly over 30%. It seemed like his daughter normally took great care of her mecha and made sure that every function of the mecha was adjusted to near optimum levels, thus being able to keep the damage level this low. Ling Xiao was very satisfied by this. Only a mecha operator who truly cherished their mecha would be able to understand the significance of a mecha to an operator, and thus be able to bring out the true potential of the mecha without restraint. Without him having to bring this to her attention, his own daughter had been able to naturallyprehend this aspect. This proved that his daughter was a natural-born, outstanding mecha operator. Ling Xiao, who was filled with appreciation for his daughter at this moment, was not aware that his daughter was absolutely not as great as he imagined. The mecha¡¯s low damage rate waspletely due to Ling Lan¡¯s cheat, the omnipotent Little Four, who had done his utmost in preserving and maintaining the mecha. However, Little Four was exclusively Ling Lan¡¯s and could be considered as part of Ling Lan¡¯s ability, so Ling Xiao could not be considered to have been joyous for nothing. "ording to this damage rate, you¡¯ll only be able to continue for another three minutes. Do you perhaps think you can defeat me during those three minutes?" Even though Ling Xiao was very satisfied with his daughter, his tone was still cold. At this moment, he was not ying the role of a gentle father but a strict teacher. Since a problem with Ling Lan¡¯s mecha piloting had surfaced, then Ling Xiao needed to let Ling Lan understand her problem and keep it in mind. "No, I¡¯ve never thought so. Even if father were to abandon your defences and stand there like a sandbag for me to attack as I wish for three minutes, I would still be unable to defeat you." Ling Lan was clear about the difference in strength between her and Ling Xiao. She had merely had the extravagant hope ofnding an attack on him once ... only now did Ling Lan realize that her wish was actually so insignificant. From the start, she had been so oppressed by her father¡¯s powerful aura that she was somewhat breathless. "I was only hoping to let father witness the techniques I have mastered. Of course, were it possible, I very much wished tond a strike on you." Ling Lan honestly revealed her own thoughts. "Do you think you can achieve that?" Ling Xiao snorted and used the tip of his mecha¡¯s toe to point at his current position. Ling Lan subconsciously looked over, and what she saw caused Ling Lan to be transfixed. Her expression which had still been quite calm and collected suddenly froze. "Have you understood?" Ling Xiao asked coldly. "Yes, I was too egotistical," replied Ling Lan with a bitter smile; she saw that despite all her advanced attacks that she had racked her brains to think up, it had all been insignificant to her father Ling Xiao. Because from the start, the feet of Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha had never moved; he had stood there all along. Currently, he was still standing in the same spot and even his feet had not lifted once. "It¡¯s not a problem wanting to win, but the problem lies in you. After executing those ineffective advanced-level techniques, why did you obstinately persist in using them? You clearly knew that if you were to repeatedly execute those techniques, not only would it be a huge burden on yourself, it would be the same for your mecha ... Ultimately, there would have been no need for others to defeat you as you would have caused your own defeat. Is this something a qualified mecha operator should do?" Ling Xiao questioned with a grim expression. Ling Xiao¡¯s questioning caused Ling Lan to lower her head in shame. He was right ¡ª other than having talent and capability, a cool head could not becked as this was rted to the decision-making and methods of coping during a battle. A rash action could very well bring about an extreme crisis for a mecha operator and, at the same time, implicate theirrades. Earlier on, she had been too excited, agitated and rash. There had only been one thought in her mind at that moment and that was to sessfullynd a strike on her father as, after all, he was a god-ss operator ... In the world of mecha, a god-ss operator was equivalent to a god-like existence. "You¡¯ve forgotten something more important. In my legacy, I should have repeatedly emphasized that the foundation is of greatest importance for any techniques." Seeing that Ling Lan understood her own mistake, Ling Xiao sighed gently and his tone softened. "Wasn¡¯t I using the foundational controls for advanced mecha?" Ling Lan asked in astonishment. "Were they foundational controls? They should be a set of foundational controls built on other foundational controls, techniques specially developed for advanced mecha. If you were currently using an advanced mecha, I could have just barely agreed with your viewpoint. However, are you using an advanced mecha at this moment?" Ling Xiao once again answered her question with a question. Ling Lan was left speechless by Ling Xiao¡¯s questioning and knew now that her viewpoint had been wrong. Perhaps for an advanced mecha, the techniques she had used were more or less the same as foundation controls and not particrly difficult. However, when using an intermediate mecha, they were undoubtedly challenging advanced-level techniques and indeed could not be rted to foundational controls. Chapter 301: The Truth of Control! Chapter 301: The Truth of Control! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing that Ling Lan hade to a realisation, Ling Xiao continued, "One more thing. In order for a mecha to disy greaterbat power, is it only possible by relying on those fancy and intricate moves? Ling Lan, have you ever thought about this question?" Ling Lan was stumped by these words. The higher the difficulty of the mecha controls, the harder it was for the enemy to fight against it. This was the universally epted standard of the mecha world ... but now, Ling Xiao seemed to be suggesting that the truth was not so. Could it be that the entire mechamunity was mistaken in their understanding? Or was it her father himself who was mistaken? Ling Lan instantly eliminated the possibility of her father being wrong. If her father was mistaken in his theoretical understanding of mecha, then how in the world had hee by his god-ss operator status? Thinking about the fewer than few god-ss operators within the Federation, Ling Lan could not help but think, Could it be that the official understanding of the mechamunity on mecha control was actually wrong, which is why there are so few god-ss operators? And my father just happened to understand it correctly, thus breaking the age record to be the youngest god-ss operator of the Federation ...? Considering this possibility, Ling Lan¡¯s spirits rallied. Did this mean that she was about to learn the truth of mecha control? No wonder it was said that truth was only essible to a chosen few 1 . Seeing the radiant light shining from Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, Ling Xiao knew his daughter had figured things out. He continued, "Have you heard of ¡¯keeping things simple¡¯? This phrase can also apply to mecha control." "Does it mean that, it is actually the simplest controls that have the greatest power?" asked Ling Lan with a quirked brow. "Hn, not quite. It should be more like, being able to control a mecha like your own limbs, using the least amount of effort to bring out the greatest efficiency of a mecha ¡ª that is what a true mecha operator needs to do." Ling Xiao shared his insights, "Those special moves which require tremendous effort with equally tremendous power are not unimportant, but they are just unnecessary outside of those life-or-death moments or some other critical juncture. Using them would just drain and damage your mecha for no reason. If you can use the simplest control methods to deal with an opponent, then why be so wasteful?" At first, when he had mbered out of the ck hole and had been faced with a sky full of enemies, he could only use grand and domineering top-ss techniques to frighten the enemy forces into submission. Reality had forced Ling Xiao to use those majestic moves exclusive to god-ss operators, but the associated massive drain had secretly made Ling Xiao wince as well. Even though god-ss mecha could replenish their energy from the stars automatically, after those two astoundingly powerful area-of-effect attacks he had performed, his god-ss mecha¡¯s energy bank had descended to a point where red warnings had been shing ... Still, as the Federation managed to obtain the ultimate victory in that battle due to this expenditure, Ling Xiao felt that the cost was worth it. However, this kind of operation was only applicable under that sort of critical scenario. If he had been facing a smaller group of enemies instead, Ling Xiao would never have made the same choice. Mind you, for a mecha operator, once their mecha¡¯s energy source waspletely drained or was destroyed, it would mean certain death. As such, this was not something a good mecha operator should do. A good mecha operator would do their best to protect themselves even as they dealt with the enemy. They would understand that they only had one life ¡ª only by keeping this life would they be able to kill more enemies. A sh of valour ¡ª Ling Xiao did not approve; a re of brilliance ¡ª Ling Xiao did not feel it was worth it. Only by extending one¡¯s life could one be considered a good mecha operator, though deserters naturally did not count. Thus, Ling Lan¡¯s fixation with chasing after grand and powerful controls had let Ling Xiao see Ling Lan¡¯s problem. This was amon issue with the Federation mecha operators ¡ª everyone felt that only the most powerful moves could represent the strength of a mecha operator, when in truth, this thinking was wrong. On the battlefield, the warriors who could survive till the end were often those mecha operators who seemed average in strength but had solid foundations. In the end, they would grow to be even stronger. Meanwhile, those prodigious mecha operators who caused others to be in awe of them, despite possessing countless grand and borate moves, would often die young on the battlefield. Chasing the problem to its roots, every single case could be chalked down to depletion of energy or mecha breakdown, which led them to be struck down by their enemies to sleep forevermore among the stars. Ling Xiao¡¯s words made Ling Lan begin to contemte deeply. Indeed, regardless of how strong the enemy was, preserving oneself was the most crucial thing. Seeking a moment of valour and glorypletely went against Ling Lan¡¯s original intentions. Ling Lan had only wanted to continue living on freely and safely; she did not want to let herself be a hero whose name would be carved on some memorial monument. Enlightened, Ling Lan said solemnly to her father, "I understand now. From now on, I will change my fighting style. Thank you, father, for your guidance." Mecha controls which would let her continue living on was what she truly needed, as well as being the most worthy of her time. Although her father had only said such a simple few sentences, those words had obviously included the insight Ling Xiao had gained over his 33 years of operating mecha, and so was extremely valuable. From them, Ling Lan could feel Ling Xiao¡¯s abundant fatherly love. This made Ling Lan feel extremely moved deep inside, but used to being cold and aloof, she just could not make herself do anything overly warm in response and thus could only sum up her emotions in a simple statement of thanks. "Alright, since you understand now, then show me your foundational controls properly. I hope you won¡¯t disappoint me too much." Ling Xiao naturally could feel Ling Lan¡¯s gratitude ¡ª he had a slight smile on his lips, but his tone was still stern and grim. At this moment, in order to ensure his daughter would continue to live on safely, he chose to be a strict teacher and not a kind father. "Yes, father!" Even as Ling Lan replied, she decisively used an advanced mecha repair kit on her mecha. After the repairs were done, the mecha¡¯s screen disyed that it was back at 100%. Even the right arm¡¯s control system which had been wrecked by Ling Xiao was restored to normal. Clenching and unclenching the mecha¡¯s right hand, Ling Lan found that there was no problem at all with its functioning; Ling Lan was extremely pleased. Fortunately this ce was the mecha world ... mecha were able to be repaired and adjusted to optimum condition in a short period of time without wasting time which could be spent on sparring. If this had been the real world, to repair a mecha and restore it to full fighting power would require quite a few hours, no matter how skilful the repair master was. Even as Ling Lan sighed internally over how convenient the mecha world was, she controlled her mecha to pick Regretless up from the ground and slung it back over her back. Then, she assumed the most simple and unbelievably familiar stance everyone who used mecha would know. ******** The spectating Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun saw the intermediate mecha suddenly change its initial attack style ¡ª itsplex and dazzling advanced mecha skills and techniques were suddenly reced with simplicity. "Lanfeng, isn¡¯t this the basic assessment stance before entering Mecha World?" Zhao Jun stared at this stance which seemed so distant in memory and yet was so memorable, and could not help but ask dubiously. Li Lanfeng responded affirmatively, "Yes, it is!" The basic assessment moves were the mecha operation movements he was most familiar with. That was the set of moves he had trained to proficiency alongside the rabbit mecha. There had even been many times when the two had challenged each other to see who couldplete it faster and better. Who knew that many years after that, these basic assessment moves which could hardly be seen in Mecha World would appear right here before his eyes? This scene brought him back to that time, when he had been secretly watching the rabbit mecha train ... While Li Lanfeng was lost in his memories, the intermediate mecha moved. It used the most basic out-toed sprinting art ¡ª this was a type of high-speed sprinting method for mecha which was also extremely stable, a basic control movement that was able to support the body in executing any type of attack. However, in theter stages, after obtaining the better criss-crossed sprinting method as well as the more advanced Z-shaped body sh art, almost all the mecha operators would scorn the out-toed sprinting art for looking crude and ungainly. Moreover, its speed and evasion ability was also no better than the other two types of sprinting control skills, and so this most basic out-toed sprinting art was set aside. Later on, with the appearance of even more advanced skills like the Figure-8 Spin, Phantom Light Stream, Gamma Whirl, Light-and-Shadow Skim, and other high-speed flight evasion arts, this most basic out-toed sprinting art became utterly extinct among the advanced mecha warriors. "Impossible, how can his speed be that fast?" Zhao Jun suddenly shouted in shock, startling Li Lanfeng from his reverie. Li Lanfeng eyes focused as he looked over, and sure enough, even though that intermediate mecha was using the most basic of basics, the out-toed sprint, that speed was no lesser than what they could achieve using the criss-crossed sprint or the Z-shaped body sh art at present. It could even be said that the other was one level higher; this was another reason why Zhao Jun would exim in such surprise. "He¡¯s attacking now. It¡¯s the simplest bash attack." The intermediate mecha that had been running circles around the imperial mecha master suddenly drew close to the other, both fists efficiently striking out at the other¡¯s head without any bit of subterfuge. "Using such a simple attack, how could hend a hit?" said Zhao Jun irritably. The other could obviously execute much moreplex attacks, so why didn¡¯t he do so instead of using this type of attack method which was clearly not going to work? Sure enough, the imperial mecha lifted an arm and blocked the intermediate mecha¡¯s fists. But right then, the intermediate mecha¡¯s fists retracted the moment they touched the other, and immediately after, its feet kicked off the ground and swung powerfully at the other ... It looked like that tant dual-fist attack was actually just a feint ¡ª the true finishing move of the intermediate mecha was from its feet. "This is the basic stomping art! Hells, what exactly is he trying to do?" Zhao Jun could not help but wrap his arms around his head and wail. He wanted to see an instructional fight, not watch as an intermediate mecha disyed the basic assessment moves one after the other ... could that even be considered a real attack? Li Lanfeng, who had originally been responding to everything Zhao Jun said, was unusually quiet at this time. Within his cockpit, his expression was one of intense shock, filled with disbelief ... "This is the rabbit mecha¡¯s most habitual attack move. It¡¯s also something he created. Whenever he had something he couldn¡¯t resolve, he would default to using this move ..." Across the distance of 7 years, this familiar move emerged once more before his eyes ¡ª even as it made him emotional, he was filled with shock and doubt. ******** Ling Xiao was rather taken aback by this unexpected kick of Ling Lan¡¯s because this stomping art was not an attack technique. Instead, it was a type of basic movement skill which worked together with the out-toed sprint to help shift directions and speed. Ever since the out-toed sprint fell out of favour, this stomping art had also been forgotten by the mecha operators. Ling Xiao did not find it surprising that Ling Lan would use the stomping art, but the fact that Ling Lan had actually made some improvements to it and integrated it into her attack did surprise him. He was even greatly pleased by it ¡ª this meant that his daughter¡¯s mastery of the basic controls had already reached an apex, otherwise she could not have evolved these basic moves so naturally into attack techniques. It looked like Ling Lan had taken his legacy to heart ¡ª she had learned the foundations extremely well, securing them solidly. "Not bad!" Ling Xiao did not hold back on giving his daughter praise, even as both his hands rose to meet Ling Lan¡¯s feet. Chapter 302: Seven Years Ago? Chapter 302: Seven Years Ago? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr There was a loud ¡¯boom¡¯ ¡ª due to the collision this time, the intermediate mecha was sent flying back. Meanwhile, Ling Xiao¡¯s body actually wavered slightly as well due to the astounding power behind this stomping art. "This is no ordinary stomping art ..." Ling Xiao was stunned. Could it be that his daughter had added some special technique into this stomping art? Before Ling Xiao¡¯s astonishment could fade, something even more surprising urred. The intermediate mecha actually flew backwards at a greater speed than that which it had used to attack Ling Xiao. In the air, Ling Lan flipped her body without trying to control the mecha, letting it careen as it would towards the walls of the private room ... "Ah ah ah, he¡¯s going to hit the wall!" Despite being extremely dissatisfied with how the intermediate mecha was using basic assessment moves to fight, when he saw the other leave his mecha alone to let it just hurtle towards a wall at high speed, Zhao Jun was instantly yelling out in concern. Only Ling Xiao and Li Lanfeng had a gleam of light run through their eyes at the same time, though the meaning behind each gleam was vastly different. Ling Xiao believed his daughter was not that weak ¡ª he believed that his daughter would not really crash into the wall. On the other hand, the name of a skill which belonged solely to the rabbit mecha he knew had floated into Li Lanfeng¡¯s mind: ¡¯Rabbit Sky Leap!¡¯ . Oftentimes when it had seemed like the situation waspletely out of control at high speeds, the rabbit mecha would use this move to turn things around. Sure enough, just as the intermediate mecha was about to m into the wall, Ling Lan, who had long been prepared, operated the mecha¡¯s two strong and powerful legs to kick out forcefully at the wall. There was a loud ¡¯boom¡¯, and the entire room suddenly began to shake violently, almost sending the spectating Zhao Jun¡¯s and Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha tumbling off their feet. Meanwhile, following this push off the wall, the intermediate mecha used this surge of rebound force to send its body shooting like lightning towards the imperial mecha standing in the middle of the stage ... Zhao Jun and Li Lanfeng reacted quickly to steady their mecha. Once they were stable once more, they turned their eyes towards the stage again and saw the intermediate mecha zipping around like lightning back and forth across the private room. ng! ng! ng! ng! ... the powerful sounds of collision reverberated like the wild rain of a thunderstorm within thebat room. The two mecha sparred ¡ª one as quick as lightning, its movements almost untrackable, while the other was as steady as Mount Tai 1 , taking moves as they came, unmoving as a mountain 2 . "This is just the stomp technique, countless applications of the stomp technique ..." Zhao Jun peered closely for several 10 or so seconds, then felt his eyes were somewhat raw, with even a trace of pain. He could not help but raise his hands to rub at his eyes. It turned out that the speed of the intermediate mecha had already exceeded the capacity of Zhao Jun¡¯s motion vision ¡ª having stared intently at the screen all this time, he was now feeling rather overwhelmed. "Yes, it¡¯s the stomp technique ..." But this was no ordinary stomp technique, otherwise that imperial mecha would not have surreptitiously shifted its original stance. In contrast to Zhao Jun¡¯s carelessness, the conscientious Li Lanfeng had caught the shift. The imperial mecha, who had initially been standing straight with its legs together, had now spread its legs, and its knees were slightly bent. This was the specific stance of a mecha stabilising its lower body. It was clear to see that the intermediate mecha¡¯s stomp technique was dealing significant impact to the imperial operator, causing the other to have no choice but to use this most stable stance while defending. And the only one who could utilise the stomp technique so proficiently, in Li Lanfeng¡¯s memory, was the rabbit mecha and no other. Could it be that the rabbit he had searched for in these 7 long years was this intermediate mecha warrior before his eyes right now? 3 But based on the rabbit mecha¡¯s strength, he should not have remained stuck at intermediate mecha level ... One question in Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart seemed to have been answered now, but this answer merely spawned even more questions ... Just as Zhao Jun was kneading at his eyes and while Li Lanfeng was gued with questions, the intermediate mecha, who had been moving at high speeds all this while, suddenly dropped tond at a corner of the stage after one more violent sh with the imperial mecha. Due to its sudden stop from a high speed, the mecha was sent sliding forwards 5 metres or so before it found firm footing. Perhaps extremely used to this type of abrupt stop from high speeds, though the intermediate mecha slid for about 5 metres, its upper body did not waver at all. This proved that this amount of slide was within the intermediate mecha¡¯s calctions. Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun shared a look, unsure why the intermediate mecha had suddenly chosen to stop its attack when the situation was looking so optimistic. An idea sparked through Li Lanfeng¡¯s mind. He remembered the rabbit mecha saying once that this type of high-speed stomping actually put a great burden on mecha. Trainee mecha would not be able to withstand it for long ¡ª could it be that it was the same for intermediate mecha? Seeing this, Ling Xiao stood up from his defensive stance and said to Ling Lan with a smile, "Looks like you understand now." "Yes, thank you, father, for your guidance," replied Ling Lan gratefully. Thatbination of moves she had just performed was so familiar to her they were embedded in her marrow ¡ª it was no effort at all to execute, perhaps even casual and easy. Still, whether in terms of speed or attack power, that set of moves had not been any weaker than any of the other advanced techniques she had used previously. In fact, they could even be considered better, because she still had energy to spare in her controls, unlike before when even as she drained herself, her mecha was forced to operate over its capacity, damaging its lifespan. This also made Ling Lan realise on a profound level what Ling Xiao¡¯s words meant. Having understood, she stopped her attack, because she had already obtained what she wanted from this instructional fight. Missionplete, it would be a waste of time to continue fighting. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Ling Xiao¡¯s smile deepen. Ling Xiao knew very well that Ling Lan had achieved true understanding, once again proving that his daughter¡¯s learning ability was absolutely superior to others¡¯. "Your stomp technique should have been integrated with some other special technique. How did you think of it?" Ling Xiao was extremely curious. Mind you, those who had only begun to learn mecha control would just rotely follow instructions toplete the training exercises. Normally, they would never even think ofbining or improvising on any of these controls ... Ling Lan¡¯s ability to do so undoubtedly surprised Ling Xiao greatly, because even he had not been able to do so when he had been younger. "By coincidence. Back when I first started learning mecha control, I met someone else who had also just begun learning mecha control. The other was a control genius, able to execute each move to utter perfection. His results were very good; I was no match for him at first. This made me determined. Things he could do, what was stopping me from doing them too? So I thought hard on how to increase my mecha¡¯s speed, and worked hard to perfect my transitions between all types of actions. Without knowing it, I applied a leg technique from physical skills to my mecha control, and discovered that it actually produced a certain effect. And so, I began to experiment ..." Hiding part of the truth, Ling Lan told her father the story of her meeting with the leopard mecha 4 back then ... As Ling Lan was telling the story, she realised that arge part of her proficiency with the basic assessment controls should definitely be credited to the leopard mecha. The other¡¯spanionship had undoubtedly made that dry and routine training time of her life be considerably more interesting. Upon closer examination, of all the basic controls Ling Lan knew now, this set of basic assessment controls was the one Ling Lan was most adept andfortable with. This was why when Ling Xiao had insisted for Ling Lan to use basic controls, she had chosen this set without thinking. Reality proved that this was the set that had seeped into her bones, the set which had be part of her basic instinct, the set of basic controls that she had truly mastered. Understanding all this, Ling Xiao prepared to go offline. Although he did not care much about the enlistment assessment results of the military academy, as the head of the division¡¯s assessment delegation, he should still at least show his face and ask cursorily about the results at the end of every day. Otherwise, the administrators of the school might misunderstand and assume that the 23rd Division did not care at all about the First Men¡¯s Military Academy ... In order to sessfully ept his daughter into the 23rd Divisionter on, he needed to maintain a good rtionship with the school no matter what. After saying goodbye to his daughter, Ling Xiao instantly logged off from the private room. The next time he went online, his mecha would automatically appear within the main hall of the mechabat hall. If Ling Lan required instruction againter, he would not have to spend the effort finding his way here anymore ... Seeing the imperial mecha vanish, Li Lanfeng knew the pair was about to leave. Impulsively, he rushed forwards and connected to his generalms to say, "Hello, can you please wait a moment?" Ling Lan was just about to go offline ¡ª hearing this, she paused and raised her head to look towards the advanced mecha who had spoken. Seeing the intermediate mecha looking at him silently, Li Lanfeng hesitated for a moment, but then asked resolutely (because he did not want to miss another chance), "May I ask, 7 years ago, were you at the capital city of Azure?" Azure? The capital city?" Ling Lan¡¯s face was filled with confusion. Seven years ago, she had indeed let Little Four secretly bring her out into the virtual world, but back then, the ce she had asked Little Four to bring her to had been the capital city of Doha! "Uh, Boss ... I forgot to tell you. Back when you asked me to take you to the capital, I identally chose Azure ..." Little Four, who had been drawn out by the advanced mecha warrior¡¯s question, revealed his blunder to Ling Lan. At these words, Ling Lan instantly had her guard up. "How could he know that I was at Azure 7 years ago? Could it be that I was exposed somewhere?" Little Four became agitated by this supposition ¡ª that¡¯s right, back then, he and Boss had been undercover, so how could someone else have discovered this? Little Four quickly scanned the other¡¯s spiritual power ... "Hmm?" Li Lanfeng frowned lightly. He had sensed some strange disturbance in his surroundings, but could not say for certain what it was. Cautious and vignt, he immediately wrapped up his spiritual power with his spectre ability. Regardless of whether he was being paranoid, Li Lanfeng¡¯s first reflex was still to choose and protect himself. "Ah ... what a familiar energy signature!" Little Four sensed Li Lanfeng¡¯s spectre power and instantly eximed in shock. He swiftly dashed back into Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace and rummaged through his memory bank of energy signatures,paring them to the energy he had sensed. Soon, he had dug up the long-buried information of the leopard mecha, that is, the spectre whom they had met back then. "Boss, we¡¯ve bumped into an old acquaintance!" replied Little Four excitedly. Because Ling Lan had forbidden him from taking the initiative to venture out and test the spiritual power of others, Little Four had not noticed anything before this even though Li Lanfeng had already been standing there for a long while. Of course, this was also because Little Four had been busy helping Ling Lan control her mecha at the time, with no mind to spare. "Who?" asked Ling Lan, brow lifted in curiosity. "It¡¯s that leopard mecha! That spectre who watched the mecha fight with us!" Little Four responded enthusiastically. "So it¡¯s him ..." Ling Lan was floored. She had just been telling her father about him, and now he actually showed up? It appeared that she and this leopard were truly tied by fate. Chapter 303: Rabbit? Leopard? Chapter 303: Rabbit? Leopard? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Li Lanfeng waited with bated breath for the intermediate mecha¡¯s reply, but the other was unexpectedly silent. Thebat room was thrust into a still silence. Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart drooped lower and lower as time passed ¡ª did this silence mean denial? Right then, an alert rang out suddenly inside his cockpit. Li Lanfeng clicked on the notification by reflex, and saw that it was an alert for a friend request. It was from someone called [Lingtian First-String], and there was a message included: Leopard, let¡¯s talk some other time. Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart was instantly brimming with happiness. He tried to click on ¡¯ept¡¯ immediately, but his initially extraordinarily nimble hands and fingers, which could execute really challenging advanced mecha warrior moves, were suddenly weak and slow. He tried tapping the screen three times in session and actually failed every single time. Li Lanfeng took in a deep breath, and then steadying his right hand with his left, he firmly pressed the ¡¯ept¡¯ button. When he saw the name [Lingtian First-String] appear on his friends list, Li Lanfeng felt his entire body go weak, his eyes beginning to prickle with warmth. He quickly raised his head, holding back the tears of joy which had been about to flow out ... After searching for so long, he had finally reconnected this friendship which had been interrupted for 7 years! Dear Heavens, even though you were the one to condemn me to a Phoenix Thrall Fate, at this time, I still want to thank you. Thank you for giving me this chance! Zhao Jun saw the intermediate mecha log off without answering Li Lanfeng¡¯s question and was instantly livid. "F*ck, how could he be so cold and unfeeling? Is it really that hard to answer yes or no?" Of course, he was just grumbling for the sake of it; after all, to answer or not to answer was the other¡¯s right. Zhao Jun was just irritated on behalf of his good friend Li Lanfeng. Even though Li Lanfeng had never said anything about it to him, Zhao Jun still vaguely knew that Li Lanfeng had been looking for someone in the mecha world all this time over the past four years. Zhao Jun¡¯s disgruntled words shook Li Lanfeng from his joyful reverie. He quickly said, "No, Zhao Jun, he has already told me the answer ..." "Huh?" Zhao Jun was flummoxed. But he clearly had not heard the other say anything ... Li Lanfeng did not exin, only continuing on excitedly, "I¡¯ll tell you about itter. Let us go!" That said, he left the private room. Zhao Jun could only scratch his head helplessly. Since Li Lanfeng had said he would tell himter, then he had no choice but to wait forter. Although he really would like to know now, he could do nothing since his friend was very tight-lipped 1 . Fortunately, his patience had already been trained up by hanging out with Li Lanfeng over these past few years, otherwise he would certainly have been suffocated by his need to know. At this thought, Zhao Jun could only sigh softly and follow Li Lanfeng as he left the room. Once Ling Lan saw that the other had epted her friend request, she had logged off. It wasn¡¯t that she did not want to catch up with the other, but her father had just logged off to hurry to the assessment venue. It would not be appropriate for her to linger here; after all, officially, she was on duty to apany Ling Xiao. Later on, after saying goodbye to her father, Ling Lan returned to her living quarters. At this time, Qi Long and the other five were still not back from their training sses yet. Ling Lan did not wait for them, instantly logging onto Mecha World. Ling Lan believed that that stupid leopard must definitely still be in Mecha World waiting for her. Sure enough, the moment she was online, she received a voice message from [Self-Defined Destiny]. "Rabbit, where are you?" Damm*t, was she still a rabbit now? 2 In the past, she had already told him not to call her ¡¯rabbit¡¯, but this fellow just would not change ¡ª doing the same even now. Ling Lan could not help but roll her eyes. She really wanted to pretend she heard nothing, but she could hear the other¡¯s anxiety in his voice. Thinking about how they had not seen each other for 7 years and how it had indeed been extremely difficult for them to meet again, she decided to be merciful and forgive him this once. And so, Ling Lan replied coolly, "Leopard,e to the mechabat main hall." In less than a minute, she saw an advanced mecha entering the doors of thebat hall, sprinting over to her side. "Rabbit, I¡¯m here." The advanced mecha ostentatiously waved at her, but that special-ss mecha which had been with him was nowhere to be seen. "Leopard, why isn¡¯t your friend here?" asked Ling Lan curiously. "I did not know whether you would mind, so I asked him to go ahead," replied the leopard mecha, now [Self-Defined Destiny], with a smile. Ling Lan stared tly at [Self-Defined Destiny] ¡ª hells, did shee off as such a small-minded person? Besides, the leopard mecha was just some random stranger she had met in the virtual world ... what gave him the confidence to believe that she would rank him so important in her mind? That she would care if he had other friends? Hng hng, if he only knew she had countless littlepanions by her side she had grown up with, that five of them were as close and intimate with her as could be ... As expected, the leopard mecha had an uncanny rapport with her. As if sensing Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts, he hurried to exin, "I was thinking to introduce you to him after obtaining your permission ..." This greatly appeased Ling Lan¡¯s dragon heart 3 ¡ª so it was true that the leopard respected her immensely, just as he had back then. Nothing had changed. Thus, Ling Lan said, "It¡¯s really fine. In future, you can just bring anyone you want to." At these words, [Self-Defined Destiny]¡¯s smile deepened and he replied boisterously, "Understood!" Ling Lan rubbed her brow helplessly and asked, "How did you recognise me earlier?" This was a question both she and Little Four were wondering ¡ª after all, it¡¯s been 7 years and she had even changed her mecha; there was nothing of before. Although the other was a spectre, Little Four was certain that the other had not used his spectre abilities to check them out, so there was no reason for him to have identified her ... "Your stomp technique is no ordinary stomp technique. In every assessment, you would use it, how could I forget it?" replied [Self-Defined Destiny] with a smile, "If you stop using it, then I would have no way to recognise you anymore." [Self-Defined Destiny] could not help but rejoice in his heart that the other had coincidentally disyed these basic controls, allowing him to find the other. [Self-Defined Destiny]¡¯s words enlightened Ling Lan and Little Four instantly. So it had been Ling Lan¡¯s habitual movements which had exposed her. "I believe that, in this world, only you would know this technique. Seven years ago we lost contact, causing me to look for you for these whole seven years. And now I¡¯ve finally found you," sighed [Self-Defined Destiny]. Ling Lan found herself rather embarrassed now. Over these past 7 years, she had never once logged onto Mecha World, instead spending her timepleting the learning space¡¯s missions or working on her father¡¯s legacy; [Self-Defined Destiny]¡¯s 7 years of effort could be said to bepletely futile. "Is that imperial operator from your sect?" [Self-Defined Destiny] asked curiously. "Er ... yes," replied Ling Lan after a brief hesitation. She was not purposefully trying to hide anything, but this was her first reunion with the leopard after so long, so there were some things that just could not be exined properly. Even though she and the leopard mecha shared a great rapport and she also greatly appreciated the friendship between them, he was still someone that she had met in the virtual world after all ¡ª Ling Lan could not treat him like how she treated Qi Long and her other real worldpanions and trust him fully. However, Ling Lan¡¯s reply was not a lie either. She had inherited her father Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy, so of course she belonged to the same sect as her father. "I had thought so with just one nce. Every move of that imperial operator was utilising the 4 simplest basic movements in defensive controls ¡ª block, push, obstruct, and hold 4 . Without using any bit of extraneous force, minimalist to the extreme ... it¡¯s like what you told me at the start. Completely mastering the basic controls and using them harmoniously, making them truly part of our natural instinct," eximed [Self-Defined Destiny] in awe. Ling Lan was startled by these words, and quickly asked, "Our fight, did you record it?" [Self-Defined Destiny] replied sheepishly, "I¡¯m sorry, without obtaining permission, I recorded it. If you mind, I¡¯ll immediately delete it." "No need. I only hope you can make a copy for me. I would also like to take a look." Even though Little Four had also recorded the fight, there were some things that just could not be seen clearly from a first-person perspective. Perhaps viewing the fight from a third-person perspective would allow her to see things clearer. "Okay." [Self-Defined Destiny] immediately sent the video file over to Ling Lan. When Ling Lan received it, she instantly opened it and began to watch it. Li Lanfeng saw [Lingtian First-String] be still and silent, and just knew that the other must be fully absorbed in watching the video. He smiled knowingly ¡ª he was just too familiar with this state of the rabbit. Oftentimes, when the rabbit had learnt a new movement or had a good idea or some insight, he would descend into this sort of acutely focused state, as if no one else existed around him. This brought Li Lanfeng back to the beginning ... every time this happened, he would always sit silently beside the rabbit mecha and wait patiently for the rabbit mecha to surface from his thoughts. After approximately 5 minutes, Li Lanfeng finally heard [Lingtian First-String] sigh and say, "As expected, from your perspective, his impressiveness is even more pronounced." Only now did Ling Lan feel how amazing her father Ling Xiao was. Now her father¡¯s basic controls were what could truly be called the best of the best. Even though it had only been the simplest of defensive motions, whether it was the timing of the interception or the motion itself, everything was perfectly calcted. Each defensive move had been applied when her power was at its weakest point. Moreover, each time, the hand motions of Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha had been extremely small ¡ª it was clear to see that the drain on the mecha¡¯s energy had been contained at the minimum baseline. Ling Lan believed that even if her father had been controlling a trainee mecha against her barrage of wild attacks, he would still be able to block and defend against them all using the least amount of energy. Her father¡¯s control was what could truly be called basic controls. Compared to her father, Ling Lan¡¯s basic controls were undoubtedly still much too fancy and borate;pared to her father, she still had a really long way to go. "The imperial operator is naturally very impressive. Basic controls are truly very interesting. In future, I must learn from you and use lower mecha to train my advanced mecha basic controls and techniques. This way, I should be able to experience more of the true essence of basic controls." [Self-Defined Destiny] stared at Ling Lan with starry eyes, as if saying, wasn¡¯t he such a smart cookie? Ling Lan could not help but sweatdrop, uncertain how she should respond. Was she supposed to say that she had only done so because she did not have enough points umted to redeem a better mecha? Still, thinking about it, using a lower mecha to execute advanced mecha techniques did indeed demand a lot from the operator. It was very challenging, which was not a bad thing for an operator, and may perhaps truly aid him in his development. At this thought, Ling Lan decided not to say anything. This was because she also really did not know how to exin to the other why she still did not have enough points to redeem an advanced mecha after these 7 years. Just like this, because Ling Lan did not know how to exin and also felt that this was harmless to the other, she chose to remain silent. This led Li Lanfeng to think that his assumption was correct, thus pushing him onto this path of no return, eventually leading to the creation of a legendary path belonging solely to himself ... Chapter 304: A Strange and Wondrous Misunderstanding! Chapter 304: A Strange and Wondrous Misunderstanding! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Right, do you have a battle n in Mecha World? I don¡¯t have one yet, so if you still have a spot open in yours, why don¡¯t you add me?" Li Lanfeng did not want to once again be passing strangers with his rabbit. He had not joined any battle ns thus far because ¡ª for one, he was afraid of exposing himself, and two, hadn¡¯t he been hoping for this precise scenario all this while? He only wanted to join the rabbit mecha¡¯s battle n, even if the entire battle n was made up of only the rabbit mecha ... "Uh, I¡¯m in the process of building one ..." Ling Lan had not expected that the leopard still had not joined a battle n after these 7 years apart. Could it be that he had not enrolled into a military academy that year, instead choosing to go to a co-ed general academy? Or was he perhaps just a casual 1 mecha operator? Otherwise, with the other¡¯s control skills, it was impossible that no one wanted him. Only military academies had battle ns, because all the cadets at military academies would eventually be Federation soldiers in future. The battle n a cadet establishes at school would be extended into the army divisions they enlist intoter and be expanded further there. In contrast, the students from a co-ed general academy may not necessarily be a soldier in future, hence they also did not have the right to form battle ns. Of course, this did not mean that these students had no chance of joining battle ns ¡ª some mecha operators who liked mecha piloting would just sign up to join some battle ns thatcked members. Of course, no matter how skilled these people were in control skills, they would never be permanent members of a battle n. The reason was simple ¡ª whether it was at present or in the future, they would never be military personnel. Only if they were willing to serve in the armyter on and became proper soldiers would they then have the right to be permanent members of a battle n. Ling Lan was well aware that many mecha battle ns in Mecha World were extensions of mecha battle ns in the real world. In saying this, [Self-Defined Destiny] was basically confirming that he was simrly without a battle n in the real world. This pretty much proved that [Self-Defined Destiny] was probably not a military academy student. Otherwise, with his abilities, even if he did not join any other battle ns, he was fully capable of making one of his own. Ling Lan, who was originally nning to ask which school [Self-Defined Destiny] was studying at, found herself not daring to ask now. She was afraid she would hurt the other¡¯s feelings. Based on the leopard¡¯s passion and seriousness in honing his mecha control skills, Ling Lan knew very well that, if at all possible, the leopard would definitely want to study at a military academy. "In the process of building?" Li Lanfeng was taken aback by Ling Lan¡¯s answer. Someone who could enter the virtual world to learn mecha controls 7 years ago should be about his age, or perhaps even a little older than him ... why had the other not built a battle n up till now? Could it be that the other was not a military academy cadet, or perhaps did not manage to enrol into a military academy to begin with and could only attend a general academy? And now he had be an official soldier so he could finally build a battle n? Li Lanfeng, who had wanted to ask the rabbit which school he was attending, hesitated. What if the other asked him the same question in return after? When the other found out that he was studying at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, would the other¡¯s heart be pierced through by a heavy arrow? "Then, when you build it, can you keep a spot for me?" After some consideration, Li Lanfeng decided not to ask this sensitive question, instead choosing to ask to join Ling Lan¡¯s battle n in a serious manner. In Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart, even if the rabbit was just a small foot soldier, he would still be willing to be a member of the other¡¯s battle n and follow the rabbit onto the battlefield to fight together. "Uh, okay, will you be a soldier in the future?" asked Ling Lan carefully. If the leopard had not given up, replying yes, she would save a permanent member¡¯s spot for him. Later, once he entered the military, he could join officially. If not, she could only regretfully give the leopard a temporary contract. Ling Lan needed to take responsibility on behalf of all of the other members of her battle n. Ling Lan¡¯s question stumped Li Lanfeng for a beat, but he quickly figured out the reason behind it and replied firmly, "Of course." As expected, the rabbit was currently a soldier! Li Lanfeng was d that he had not asked impulsively. "That¡¯s fine then. There¡¯ll be a spot for you in my battle n." Ling Lan let out a sigh of relief. She was well aware of the leopard mecha¡¯s raw talent and abilities in control ¡ª he was definitely no weaker than Qi Long. If the leopard could join, it would be much better than finding someone unfamiliar. She believed that Qi Long and the others would not dislike the leopard¡¯s character and temperament. For some reason, Ling Lan had boundless confidence in the leopard, believing that he could definitely obtain the acknowledgement of the other n members. "We¡¯ll go to the 23rd Division," cautioned Ling Lan. She did not know how old the leopard was, whether the other was already at the age of enlistment. In any case, she wanted to notify the other so he did not apply for the wrong division. Four yearster, when they went to the 23rd Division, even if the leopard was still a foot soldier, she could use her authority to transfer the leopard to her side so he could officially join her battle n. "Yes, understood," Li Lanfeng responded happily. He had originally nned to apply for enlistment at the 1st Division, but now decisively switched his goal for next year to enter the 23rd Division and then wait for his rabbit to find him. Thus, the both of them gingerly avoided asking about school, each thinking that they were right in their assumptions about the other. In this manner, they missed their earliest chance to truly discover the truth about each other ... it had to be said that Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng did indeed have amazing rapport with one another ¡ª even their misunderstandings synced up with one another. "That special-ss mecha friend of yours ... could it be that he also has no battle n? Won¡¯t he invite you to stay together?" Ling Lan recalled the special-ss mecha that had been together with [Self-Defined Destiny], which had also been very strong, and could not help but ask curiously. "He and I both do not have official battle ns, though he is temporarily contracted to a mecha battle n. The contract will automatically dissolve next year. If your battle n still has a spot at that time, please add him too. Of course, if you feel that that¡¯s inappropriate, you can first make a temporary contract. Like me, he¡¯ll also be a soldier in the future." Only then did Li Lanfeng remember there was still Zhao Jun to consider, so he quickly exined, suggesting a temporary contract on his own at the same time. Li Lanfeng knew well that he wanted to follow the rabbit mecha because of that wonderful affinity and rapport he had with the other, which was carved deeply into his heart to this very day. However, Zhao Jun had no ties whatsoever to the rabbit mecha ¡ª he could neither trouble the rabbit mecha nor decide Zhao Jun¡¯s future for him. After all, the rabbit could very well just be a small foot soldier, and based on Zhao Jun¡¯s current power level, he would at least obtain the rank of first lieutenant. Therefore, if Zhao Jun and the rabbit intended to coborate, signing a temporary contract would be beneficial for both sides. Li Lanfeng was not someone who needed to push all his friends into one n ¡ª he knew very well that interpersonal rtionships required affinity. He was certain that, for the sake of the rabbit mecha, he couldpromise and tolerate things that he typically would not tolerate. He had already made up his mind that, even if the rabbit¡¯s battle n consisted of a whole team of foot soldiers, he would still lower himself and curry favour with them in order to obtain their acknowledgement. This all stemmed from his determination to follow the rabbit which had been established 7 years ago. In the face of this type of conviction, all tribtions were but passing clouds. "Hn, let¡¯s talk about it when the timees. Right now, I have 5 otherpanions who should all be permanent members of the battle n in future. Adding you, there should still be a few slots for a 12-man team. Oh, there are also two others who I have my eye on, though I still haven¡¯t asked them whether they¡¯re willing to join ... if the n is still not full yet next year, ask your friend over to try out. If everyone is satisfied, then let¡¯s stay together." Ling Lan did not refuse Zhao Jun outright. After all, Zhao Jun was already a special-ss operator at present; meanwhile, the support member candidates of the n was pretty much settled, so all they needed to add were specialized mecha operators. Thus, Zhao Jun was undoubtedly extremely suitable. "Oh, alright!" answered Li Lanfeng immediately, decisively agreeing on behalf of Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun did not have a battle n for next year anyway, so it should not be a problem for him to hang out with Li Lanfeng for a bit. Hearing that the rabbit also had his eye on two other people, Li Lanfeng asked, "Who are the other two? Also people in Mecha World?" "One of them is called [No Mecha Unrepaired], from Mecha World. As for whether the other has an ID in Mecha World, I can¡¯t be sure. He¡¯s a genius here on our end," replied Ling Lan. "[No Mecha Unrepaired], this name is really familiar ..." Li Lanfeng paused over the name for a bit, then suddenly recalled it. Wasn¡¯t he that genius mecha engineer-mechanic who the Thunder King had his eye on? At the start, in order to get him, the Thunder King had gone so far as to seal off all the other¡¯s resources within Mecha World, causing the other to fail his assessment two years in a row. If the other had failed just one more time, he would have been expelled from the First Men¡¯s Military Academy ... "[No Mecha Unrepaired] is from the Mecha Engineering specialization in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy ..." muttered Li Lanfeng softly. "Oh, so you¡¯ve heard of him!" said Ling Lan in surprise, "Yes, he¡¯s that prodigy of the Mecha Engineering specialization in the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. He was pressured by the Thunder King, and I just happened to help him out by escorting him to Suncreed City. I wonder if he would be willing to join my battle n." "So the one who helped him to Suncreed City was you ..." Li Lanfeng gaped at the mecha before him. The Thunder King had been livid over the matter, but no matter how much manpower or material resources he invested into finding the person who helped [No Mecha Unrepaired], he just could not find them. This forced the Thunder King to have no choice but to suck it up in silence ¡ª Li Lanfeng recalled how pleased he himself had been when he had found out about it back then. Sure enough, his rabbit was his god of luck. Even though they had not recognised each other yet back then, the rabbit had still helped him to inflict a round of torment on the Thunder King. Li Lanfeng stared at the intermediate mecha across from him with grateful eyes but kept this appreciation to himself. "I think he should be willing to join," said Li Lanfeng with a smile. The rabbit was the benefactor of [No Mecha Unrepaired] ¡ª this personal debt would have already made it hard for the other to refuse to begin with. On top of that, the rabbit was inviting him to join his battle n, which was also a form of acknowledgement as well as a form of assistance. Mind you, although all the other factions in the academy also coveted [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s engineering abilities, they did not dare to offend the Thunder King. Thus, no battle n had invited [No Mecha Unrepaired] into their ranks. Without the assistance of any battle n, even if he passed the assessment this year, the next few years would be very tough for him as some assessments would require the coboration of a battle n toplete ... the rabbit¡¯s invitation would definitely be a lifeline 2 which the other would never refuse. "I hope things turn out as you say." Ling Lan felt that it was about time for her to really build her battle n now. Even though she still could not officially set one up in the school, she could start testing things out in Mecha World, as well as let Qi Long and the others get to know the leopard a bit. Just like this, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng arranged a time for their next meeting in Mecha World and then respectively logged off. The moment Ling Lan logged off, she found that Qi Long and the others had returned. So, she called them all over and solemnly dered that, within Mecha World, she would officially establish their battle n ¡ª¡ª Lingtian! There was no helping it. This bunch of brats had long decided on this ostentatious name. Otherwise, why would they have chosen to style their usernames in ¡¯Lingtian XXX¡¯ fashion? If she did not give their battle n this name, this bunch of brats would definitely flip the table! Chapter 305: Interrogation! Chapter 305: Interrogation! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Late afternoon in Mecha World, Grandsweep City. This city was arge city filled with missions. Right now, quite a few mecha were sprawled about rxing at a wide za not too far from the city gates. There were also some who were standing around idly, resting with their eyes closed. These mecha were mostly advanced mecha, though there was also a small number of lower mecha and intermediate mecha among them. Some of them had perhaps taken some time from their afternoon toe here and rest, but many more were here to look forrades with aligned goals, or perhaps to wait to join any team preparing toplete missions butcked members. This could be their chance to join a battle n ... That¡¯s right. This was the assembly ground of unaffiliated mecha operators. Without a battle n, whenever they had free time, they woulde here to try their luck, to see if they had any chance to join some battle n. Even a temporary one would be better than not being part of any battle n. To be stronger, joining a battle n was a necessary choice. Upon sessfully obtaining an advanced mecha, to be stronger, one would need venture into even tougher areas toplete the missions there, and all of this came with the prerequisite of having a battle n ¡ª otherwise, you could not even ept these missions to begin with, and so would have no way of entering those treacherous areas. As mentioned previously, not everyone would be able to join a battle n, as establishing a battle n was the special right belonging only to military academy cadets or army men. Thus, the number of unaffiliated mecha operators in Mecha World was immense. In one corner of the za, a line of standard advanced mecha were seated in a row on the ground. They were all seated in the same position, their chins propped on their hands. Five mecha in the exact same stance stood out quite a bit ¡ª they were obviously part of the same mecha n. This caused the other surrounding mecha to stare from the corner of their eyes, filled with envy; quite a number of mecha even semi-casually strolled by before them, hoping to attract the five mecha¡¯s attention. This was because three mecha were all that was needed to form a mecha squad, while six mecha could form a miniature battle n. The unaffiliated mecha were all guessing whether the five mecha were looking for a final member before going for the mission to establish their battle n. Regardless of whether they were or they weren¡¯t, as long as the possibility existed, all the unaffiliated mecha hoped that the final lucky one would be themselves. Meanwhile, at this time, the privatems channel of the five mecha was extraordinarily lively. "Ah ah ah, why isn¡¯t Boss here yet?" [Lingtian Combat]¡¯s voice, that is, the hearty volume of Qi Long¡¯s throat, instantly drowned out the softer tones of the others¡¯ chatter. "Boss said 1300 hours 1 . Right now, it¡¯s only 1247. There¡¯s still 13 minutes left. What are you impatient about?" As his sworn brother, Han Jijyun, who was called [Lingtian Abacus] in Mecha World, rebuked without mercy. When would this fellow be just a little more calm andposed like Boss? Only knowing how to fool outsiders with that earnest and sincere face of his. "Can¡¯t you see I¡¯m just excited?! We¡¯re about to make a battle n now! I¡¯m really looking forward to it, and we¡¯re going to have a few new people too!" At this point, Qi Long suddenly began to snicker. This caused the faces of the others to spasm involuntarily. In particr, Li Shiyu¡¯s darkened expression emerged at the forefront of Luo Lang¡¯s mind. Once again, he could not help butment silently for Li Shiyu. Who asked him to catch the eye of their boss ... this was his fate! Luo Lang¡¯s mind began to rey that scene which had happened back at the Military Medical Research Centre ... ******** Entirely shrouded in cold air, Ling Lan heaved Qi Long, who was typically loud and brash but was currently curled up into a miserable ball of pain, over a shoulder and charged aggressively towards the Military Medical Research Centre with Luo Lang and the others trailing behind her. Luo Lang and the others actually did not know why Qi Long had suddenly fallen ill, but Boss Lan had said that it was time to seek out Li Shiyu. On the way, they learned of Boss Lan¡¯s objective for this excursion. He was nning to break the unspoken rule upheld all this time within the military academy ¡ª the rule which stated that the students of the Military Medical Research specialization were not to participate in any faction so they could maintain their neutrality. Yes, Boss Lan, who was about to establish a battle n ahead of time in Mecha World, was nning to bring the dux of the Military Medical Research specialization Li Shiyu into his n. This seemingly impossible goal of Ling Lan¡¯s astounded Han Jijyun, Luo Lang, and the others. Yet, after their shock had faded, they were consumed with excitement. If Boss Lan actually seeded, this would definitely be a grand feat! Only Boss Lan would dare to even think of something like this and actually do it ... In their minds, as long as Boss Lan wanted to do it, nothing was impossible. It had to be said that Ling Lan¡¯s many grand achievements had filled Han Jijyun, Luo Lang, and the others¡¯ confidence in her to the brim. They believed that it was impossible for their Boss Lan to fail. Ling Lan strode right up to the doors of the Military Medical Research Centre, and without any pause to think, she sent the door flying open with a forceful kick. A loud crash rang out. This abrupt scene along with the sudden loud crash caused all the staff and students of the military medicine specialization to instantly cower down in fear. They had mistakenly assumed that the school was being attacked by an unidentified enemy. Luo Lang and the others following behind Ling Lan looked at the rampaging Ling Lan before them, who looked like he had crawled out from the depths of hell, and their bodies trembled uncontrobly. Despite knowing that the wrath of their boss was faked, right then, they too were affected by the heavy aggression seeping out from their boss¡¯s body, cold sweat breaking out along their back. In the Military Medical Research Centre, the only one still standing upright with a calm and fearless expression was their dux Li Shiyu. Expression stony, he stared at Ling Lan who had vandalised the doors of the centre and said through gritted teeth, "Ling Lan, are you insane? What do you take this ce for?" "Insane? You should rejoice that I¡¯m not insane, just a little bit angry ... or else, I won¡¯t be able to guarantee what I¡¯ll do. Li Shiyu, I trusted you, but how have you repaid this trust of mine? Once, twice, my brothers have been presented with problems because of your treatment. Shouldn¡¯t you be giving me an exnation? Hm?" said Ling Lan coldly. Her icy gaze and these words instantly doused the rage in Li Shiyu¡¯s heart. "What are you trying to say? What¡¯s happened this time?" said Li Shiyu with a slight frown, resigned. Right now, he rather regretted agreeing to rescue Ling Lan¡¯s brothers back then out of a moment of soft-hearted weakness. Now it seemed as if this punk hadtched onto him ¡ª whenever anything happened to Ling Lan¡¯s brothers, the other just loved toe and trouble him. In spite of Ling Lan¡¯s extremely discourteous attitude, Li Shiyu did not lose hisposure, still calmly asking Ling Lan about the situation. A trace of approval shed across Ling Lan¡¯s cool gaze. As a military doctor, one needed to be level-headed in extreme situations. Even when facing a teammate¡¯s doubts and critique, they must be able to calmly exin their thought process and the sequence of events. Only then would they be able to obtain their teammates¡¯ trust. Undoubtedly, Li Shiyu was doing this extremely well ¡ª as expected of a prodigy of military medicine. For him, expending all this time and effort was worth it. Ling Lan tamped down on the approval in her heart, and continued to say with a frigid expression, "Setting aside Luo Lang¡¯s rpse, I would never have expected the same thing to happen to Qi Long after his recovery. Dux Li, you owe me an exnation." Her words had barely faded when Ling Lan came to stand before Li Shiyu, where she then set down the suffering Qi Long and indicated for Li Shiyu to take a look. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Li Shiyu¡¯s fair face flush bright red instantly. This horrible junior actually doubted his treatment abilities again and again ... this was definitely an insult to his professionalism. No matter how calm andposed Li Shiyu was, he could not help but feel rage surging into his chest. Even so, Li Shiyu was unable to refuse Qi Long treatment. As long as a patient was before him, as a military doctor, he needed to cast aside all personal enmity and save the patient to the best of his ability. He quickly stepped forward and gripped Qi Long¡¯s hand, feeling at his pulse point. And then, Li Shiyu¡¯s countenance shifted slightly once more ¡ª he had actually sensed the customary reaction from using the gene agent S-modification they had developed from the reading of Qi Long¡¯s pulse. Cold sweat instantly broke out all over Li Shiyu¡¯s body ¡ª could it be that the gene agent S-modification still retained some problematic side issues? But their previous trials had not revealed any sign of this sort of situation? Li Shiyu was rather uncertain now. He immediately asked the staff toy Qi Long into a healing pod and treated Qi Long with special restorative agents. Initially shivering uncontrobly from the pain, Qi Long¡¯s tortured expression began to ease slowly after 10 or so seconds of this treatment. It looked like the restorative agent was effective. "I want to know. What medical agent did you give my brothers exactly? Why would such a situation ur?" Ling Lan saw Qi Long¡¯s condition turn for the better and the ice on her face thawed considerably. Her tone and demeanour when asking Li Shiyu this was clearly a little warmer. Li Shiyu was silent for a moment before he answered, "Once his condition is better, I will conduct aprehensive examination on him. Only at that time will I know what the true reason for this is." That said, Li Shiyu no longer paid any attention to Ling Lan. He immediately contacted the few specialization instructors he worked with. When his instructors heard of Qi Long¡¯s reaction, they were instantly anxious, agreeing toe over immediately so they could study this unique case together. Ling Lan heard Li Shiyu calling for his instructors toe study together, and despite being as calm as ever on the surface, her heart could not help but pound and feel ill at ease. Little Four sensed Ling Lan¡¯s concern and immediately piped up to reassure her, "Boss, please don¡¯t worry. I have found all their data on the gene agent S-modification. After purifying and improving the gene agents daddy secretly brought us this time, the medical properties of the agents are definitely the same as their gene agent S-modification. They will never discover or suspect anything." While saying this, Little Four¡¯s tone was extremely proud. With regards to the purification of gene agents, there was absolutely no one who could beat him, Little Four. Ling Lan rxed with Little Four¡¯s assured guarantee. Frankly, even if she was still worried, it was toote to do anything about it now. The arrow had already been notched and the bow pulled taut, they could only fire the arrow. At this point, even if their scheme was seen through by the opponent, they could only grit their teeth and lie all the way. Therefore, Ling Lan continued to stand there with a cold expression. Meanwhile, Luo Lang and the others were really unsure what was happening with Qi Long, so there was no expression other than worry on their faces. Li Shiyu, who had been silently observing them, felt fear creeping over him. Could it be that Qi Long¡¯s condition was real? Was it really the fault of their research centre? Very soon, the instructors had all arrived. In the meantime, Qi Long¡¯s condition had improved considerably; he was no longer in the agonizing pain he had been in at the start. Subsequently, the instructors began to do all sorts of tests on Qi Long ¡ª those who drew blood, drew blood, while those who ran numbers, ran numbers. The reports were out very quickly. They discovered that all the reactions Qi Long were disying were definitely in line with the customary reaction from injecting the gene agent S-modification. This diagnosis caused theirplexions to pale drastically. Could it be that this gene agent S-modification actually had atency period and would trigger and break out every so often? This was undoubtedly a very serioustent issue, proving that their gene agent S-modification was greatly wed. Chapter 306: Joining! Chapter 306: Joining! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The instructors were all silent in the face of these reports. They only began discussing the reports in hushed voices after a good long while. After conversing for a while with his instructors, Li Shiyu clenched his teeth and walked over to stand before Ling Lan and apologised, "Our medical agents have been used before by countless people, and none of them have ever presented with a situation like Qi Long¡¯s. This could very well be due to his special physical constitution. Still, whatever the case, this is our error. I¡¯m sorry, Ling Lan." "You can save the apology. All I want to know is whether this will cause problems for Qi Long in the future?" Ling Lan¡¯s cold gaze pierced right through Li Shiyu, as if warning Li Shiyu not to even think about bluffing his way through. "I don¡¯t know. Because this is a unique case, never having urred before, I cannot tell if Qi Long will present with a simr situation in future. What I can confirm is that this agent will not harm Qi Long¡¯s body permanently in any way. In fact, you could say that even if it acts up in the future, it will only bring benefits and no harm." Frankly, Li Shiyu really wanted to say ¡¯no, this is just an outlier case¡¯, but out of responsibility to his patient, Li Shiyu just could not utter those words. This was because he himself could not say for certain whether this situation of Qi Long¡¯s was just a one-time thing or if it would be a reurring issue all his life ¡ª after all, this condition of Qi Long¡¯s was truly just too bizarre; no one could say anything definite about it at present. Hearing this, Ling Lan¡¯s raging aura rose once more. She gripped Li Shiyu by the front of his white robe, pulled him close before her, and said with a murderous expression, "What do you mean by ¡¯will not harm him permanently in any way¡¯? What is this ¡¯every time it acts up it¡¯ll only bring benefit¡¯? Do you know that Qi Long will have to go onto a battlefield in future? If this kind of situation happens during regr times, we can still send him straight to a doctor for treatment. But what if it happens to break out during a battle? On the battlefield, any bit of error could cost him his life. Do you think that if this happens in that situation, Qi Long can survive?" Ling Lan¡¯s blunt questioning left Li Shiyu¡¯s mouth twitching helplessly. Indeed, the scenario Ling Lan had described could very well happen. If the agent acted up on the battlefield, the only fate that awaited Qi Long was death ¡ª the enemy would not wait for Qi Long to get over this brief period of incapacitation. Remorse sprang up in Li Shiyu¡¯s heart. Although his intentions had been good, thinking to give his younger cousin¡¯s friends a small boost in power, who could have expected that this agent would not be suitable for people of all physical constitutions ...? All their previous tests and trials had actually missed out on finding this w in the agent. At this time, one of the instructors walked over. Extremely apologetic, he said, "I am sorry. The reaction of this student to the agent is something we¡¯ve never seen before. This agent of ours has already been used on countless hundred thousands of people, and none have ever exhibited the side-effects this student has. This might be a special case, but it cannot be denied that this is an error on the part of our Military Medical Research Centre. We will take responsibility for it. Please raise any requests you may have as long as it¡¯s within our means." At these words, Ling Lan released her grip on Li Shiyu¡¯s chest and replied evenly, "Requests? I only have one request, and that is that my brother cannot lose his life because of this agent. As long as you all can resolve this, I can pretend as if nothing had happened ..." Ling Lan¡¯s request caused the instructor¡¯s expression to be troubled. "I am sorry. Cadet, right now, we have not yet developed an agent which can alleviate the symptoms of this reaction instantaneously. You might have to wait for some time ..." The instructor could not promise anything. After all, they had always thought that this reaction would only ur right after injection. Once the patient bore it till the end, the agent would be done with its work. They had never had to consider how to alleviate these reaction symptoms, because only by riding through this agonizing pain would the patient¡¯s body benefit fully. At most, they would just do as they were doing for Qi Long now, adding a little restorative agent into the mix to restore a little of the patient¡¯s stamina and spiritual power to help the patient hang on through the pain ... "How long do we have to wait? One year? Two years? Three years? Or perhaps five years? Ten years? Perhaps even longer?" A trace of mockery hung on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. The disdain in her eyes made the instructor somewhat disgruntled, but he had no way to rebut what Ling Lan had said. The instructors of the military medicine specialization had always based everything they said and did by the data ¡ª with regards to something they had yet to research, they truly could not give a specific time frame. It was as Ling Lan said; they might need 8 or 10 years toe up with an answer. "Could it be that you want my brother to constantly be under threat of death during this period while you all are researching a solution? Any unfortunate mishap, and he could be the first death caused by your agent?" asked Ling Lan with a sneer. "No, we have no intentions of letting that happen. If possible, we can give military headquarters a report so that Cadet Qi Long can be exempted from the battlefield and be a support staff officer ..." the instructor hurried to exin, stating a short-term suggestion they could think of. "Sir, do you know what our specialization is? We are from the Mecha Piloting specialization. The reason we chose this specialization is because we want to fight on the frontlines of the battlefield and not hide at the back like a coward. Your suggestion is without question an insult to both me and my brother," barked Ling Lan in response to his words. Ling Lan¡¯s furious demeanour deepened the instructor¡¯s remorse; he too felt he had misspoken. He quickly asked, "Then, what do you want?" Ling Lan swept an icy re around the Military Medical Research Centre, and everyone there instinctively ducked their heads, avoiding eye contact. At this moment, everyone present had be suppressed by Ling Lan¡¯s cold and domineering force of presence, including those rational-minded instructors. Then, Ling Lan was heard to say measuredly, "I hope for a military doctor who has graduated from the Military Medical Research specialization to join my battle n to watch over my brothers¡¯ physical condition in the long run. Because, after epting your treatment, other than the current patient Qi Long, there is still my other brother Luo Lang!" Ling Lan pointed at Luo Lang standing behind her and continued, "Right now, I cannot confirm whether the same condition will present itself in this brother of mine. After all, after undergoing treatment here, he has suffered a rpse before." Ling Lan¡¯s gaze met Li Shiyu¡¯s as she spoke, and Li Shiyu¡¯s forehead creased slightly in a small frown. Regarding Luo Lang¡¯s injuries, Li Shiyu was extremely certain that the centre was not at fault. However, they did not have any persuasive proof otherwise at the moment, so they could only silently bear the me. "As Dux Li was the one who caused all this, being responsible for treating my two brothers, I hope for Dux Li to shoulder this responsibility and be a member of my battle n to watch over the wellbeing of my n members." Ling Lan finally revealed her true objective. "No, this is impossible. Cadets from the military medicine specializations are not allowed to join any battle ns. This is an academy regtion," the instructor refused vehemently. Mind you, all the students trained by the military medicine specializations in the academy would end up as outstanding elite doctors of the medical world. As such, they needed to be avable to serve the army as a whole and not be tied down to a small battle n ¡ª that would be such a huge waste of talent. Especially in the case of Li Shiyu ¡ª he was the most outstanding prodigy of their specialization. The instructors all had high hopes for him, hoping that he would ultimately be the greatest hand of god of the military medicine world one day. This prodigy they had invested so much time and effort in cultivating ... how could they bear to hand him over to some small battle n? "Sir, as far as I know, the academy does not have this rule in ck and white. At most, this is just a mutual agreement and tradition of this school. You should know that any rule that is not clearly stated is not invible. And the fact of the matter is that my two brothers have presented with problems at Dux Li¡¯s hands. ording to rule 68 subsection 21 of the academy¡¯s rules: when an idental incident urs (including events such as fights and tournaments, medical cases, risky research studies, etcetera), whoever is responsible for the damages will be the one held responsible for reparation. Based on this regtion, my request is not asking for too much." Ling Lan read the regtion Little Four had dug up for her, and then asked the instructor sharply, "Is the Military Medical Research Centre trying to brush off this responsibility? Or perhaps you all want to go against this regtion?" "No, that¡¯s not it. This ... this ..." Under Ling Lan¡¯s aggressive questioning, the instructor was actually rendered speechless. He looked at Li Shiyu, then looked back again at the dogged Ling Lan, and was instantly as anxious as an ant on a hot te 1 ,pletely at a loss what to do. The other instructors saw that things were looking bad ¡ª they quickly turned on theirmunicators and secretly contacted the faculty head of the military medicine specialization, hoping that he would hurry over and resolve this sudden incident. As Li Shiyu¡¯s instructors, they did not wish for Li Shiyu to be limited to developing in a small battle n. Right at that moment, Li Shiyu, who had been calmly contemting for a long while, suddenly shouted, "I, am willing to take responsibility!" Li Shiyu felt that Ling Lan was right. Leaving the matter of Luo Lang aside, Qi Long¡¯s condition today was indeed the fault of their Military Medical Research Centre. And since the one who had requested for Qi Long to be given the gene agent S-modification was him, Li Shiyu, he really had no grounds to deflect this responsibility. Of course, Li Shiyu had initially hoped to enter the best treatment department after graduating, to learn more about more obscure medical arts, treatments, and agents, and study them in depth. Because this way, he would have an even greater chance of curing that bizarre illness of his eldest cousin brother 2 . However, he did not want to evade responsibility. Since Qi Long had suffered as a result of his actions, he was willing to use his own future topensate for this burden of guilt. Li Shiyu mentally apologised to his eldest cousin brother in his heart, because this decision of his would undoubtedly cause his cousin to suffer for a little longer. Still, he believed that as long as he worked hard to learn and research, even though it might take him a little longer, he was still confident that he would eventually be able to fully cure that feeble body of his cousin. It was precisely due to this unshakeable confidence that Li Shiyu would shoulder this responsibility so readily. Hearing Li Shiyu¡¯s resolute answer, Ling Lan mentally pumped a fist in her heart with a loud cheer of ¡¯YES, Sess!¡¯ After expending all that effort, she had finally snatched this prodigy for her battle n. Even though her methods were rather despicable, in order to guarantee the lives and safety of her brothers, she would even stoop to even more despicable means. Ling Lan did not regret her actions in the least. She was not a saintly matron ¡ª she could not care for the entire Federation army; she could only care for these brothers by her side. Thus, when Ling Lan looked at Li Shiyu, her gaze was cid and self-assured with not one hint of remorse within it. Ling Lan firmly believed that ¡ª Heaven destroys those who don¡¯t look out for themselves. This ssic line which had been preserved through the ages certainly could not be wrong. Soon after, the faculty head rushed over, only to hear that the two sides had alreadye to an agreement. Li Shiyu had agreed to join Ling Lan¡¯s battle n. The head was instantly racked with heartache. However, faced with a resolute Li Shiyu, he could not convince the other to change his mind. In the end, the faculty head could only plead with Ling Lan to promise that he would not leak the news of Li Shiyu joining his battle n. The faculty head did not wish for the other excellent students his specialization was cultivating with such care to be taken away by even more battle ns ... Ling Lan¡¯s objective had been achieved, so she naturally would not refuse this entreaty of the faculty head. She agreed without hesitation. Just like this, Ling Lan¡¯s battle n was the first ever to include a student from the military medicine specialization in its ranks, and it would also be the only battle n to possess a military doctor. Meanwhile, at this time, Li Shiyu was unaware, but the curtains of his very own legend were about to be raised 3 . Chapter 307: Battle Clan Members! Chapter 307: Battle n Members! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Although the other five members of Ling Lan¡¯s team were sympathetic towards Li Shiyu, who at present appeared to be extremely tragic and innocent in all this, they were still deeply impressed by their boss¡¯s grand feat this time. He had actually managed to tie Li Shiyu to their battle force. After all, having such an exceptional military doctor like Li Shiyu in their battle n meant their lives had an additionalyer of protection when they entered the battlefield. Ling Lan had undoubtedly given them an extra protective life-saving talisman. At this thought, Qi Long and the other four were filled with even more gratitude and respect for Boss Lan. As for the two other new members Boss Lan had mentioned, Qi Long and the others did not know much. They only knew that one of them was a mecha mechanic, while the other was a mecha operator who was a primary attacker. Just when the time was about to hit 1300 1 , Lin Zhong-qing, who had been observing the surroundings all this time, suddenly yelled out in thems channel, "Stop the chitchat. Boss ising!" The busily chatting group instantly fell silent, all of them turning their heads to look for the figure of their boss. Coming in diagonally from the right before them, three mecha were swiftly approaching. Two of the three were intermediate mecha, while thest was an advanced mecha. "Of the two intermediate mecha, one of them should be Boss¡¯s," remarked Lin Zhong-qing. As the one whomunicated most often with Boss Lan, he was well aware of the current level of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha. He had barely finished speaking when the three mecha came to a stop before them. The five of them received a private message from Ling Lan almost simultaneously, requesting for them to join her party. When Qi Long received the message, he immediately disbanded their previous party of five. Right afterwards, he received Ling Lan¡¯s party invitation. [No Mecha Unrepaired] saw the standardised names with ¡¯Lingtian¡¯ before them ¡ª [Lingtian Combat], [Lingtian Abacus], [Lingtian Parcel], [Lingtian Razor] 2 , [Lingtian Substitute] ¡ª scrolling rapidly across his screen as they joined [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s battle n one after the other, and his heart was instantly ovee with emotion. Not too long ago, he had still been worrying over his future because he did not know whether he would be epted by any battle n. The grudge between him and the Thunder King had been major news at one point in Mecha World ¡ª skilled battle ns that knew about this past history would very likely be unwilling to ept him in order to avoid offending the Thunder King, who was powerful and influential inside Mecha World. Meanwhile, if he wanted to graduate from the military academy, he would need to join a battle n. Otherwise, he would not be able toplete those courses which required one. Just as he was at a loss, [No Mecha Unrepaired] had been surprised by [Lingtian First-String] initiating contact. The other had asked him outright if he would be interested to join the other¡¯s n. This was undoubtedly a straw to clutch at for [No Mecha Unrepaired]. His first reflex was to agree immediately, but luckily, he was still somewhat rational. After calming down, he began to consider the consequences of joining. He could not bring trouble to someone who had helped him before, even though [Lingtian First-String] was indeed very strong. Thus, [No Mecha Unrepaired] asked [Lingtian First-String] why the other had invited him to join. He also asked if [Lingtian First-String] knew the consequences of inviting him to join. This would certainly offend the Thunder King¡¯s faction and may impact the development of [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s battle n in the future. Unexpectedly, [Lingtian First-String] only responded with two words, "So what?" Even as [No Mecha Unrepaired] was touched by this, he was utterly speechless. He then asked [Lingtian First-String] ¡ª could it be that he did not want his battle n to develop properly? It should be known that with a powerful faction applying pressure on them and seeking trouble at every turn, perhaps even interrupting and obstructing them in all of their missions, the other¡¯s battle n would never be able to develop. The n would only be able to barely survive under the abuse of the Thunder King¡¯s faction ... [No Mecha Unrepaired] believed that this was not something [Lingtian First-String] wanted to see. To his surprise, [Lingtian First-String] did not answer his question, instead asking him in return whether he dared to fight with him. [Lingtian First-String] did not say that he was not afraid of the Thunder King, nor any other empty words like they would be fine as long as they distanced themselves from the Thunder King¡¯s faction. He simply asked [No Mecha Unrepaired] whether he would fight, proving that the other had long considered the severe repercussions of inviting [No Mecha Unrepaired] into his battle n. This meant that the other¡¯s invitation was not an impulsive act but a decision made after deep contemtion. Upon hearing this question of [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s, [No Mecha Unrepaired] no longer hesitated, agreeing readily. [No Mecha Unrepaired] still recalled how his tears had fallen uncontrobly at the moment he epted. Perhaps his heart had already be fatigued from resisting the Thunder King¡¯s faction alone for so long. The sudden appearance of a friend who was willing to fight by his side was like a shot of heart tonic to him ¡ª he had hope once again. [No Mecha Unrepaired] silently made a vow. If he and [Lingtian First-String] truly managed to ovee this hurdle, he would serve [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s battle n for the rest of his life. Onlyrades who were willing to share their burdens and brave trials together were worthy of a lifetime of dedication. [No Mecha Unrepaired] was well aware that if no battle n invited him, he would ultimately only have two paths before him. One was to retain his dignity and drop out of school resentfully in the end, while the other was to bow his proud head, break his proud bones, and give up on his dignity to be a subordinate of the Thunder King ... of these two paths, he did not want either of them, and [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s invitation was undoubtedly a third path of salvation from a desperate situation ... Although the future of this third path was vague and uncertain, [No Mecha Unrepaired] was willing to take the risk and fight. "[No Mecha Unrepaired] shall be the future mecha mechanic of our battle n. From now on, if you all have any problems with your mecha, you can look for him directly," Ling Lan pointed at [No Mecha Unrepaired], who was lost in his thoughts, and introduced him to the others. "Oh, so you¡¯re that [No Mecha Unrepaired] who had been pressured so much by the Thunder King that you¡¯ve been driven to a corner ..." [Lingtian Substitute], who was Xie Yi, was the first to exim in realisation. As the public representative of the team dealing with external rtions, Xie Yi had always been collecting all information generated within the military academy. He naturally knew quite a lot about [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s matter, even knowing [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s true name in the real world. However, right now they were only a virtual battle n in Mecha World, and Xie Yi was unsure whether [No Mecha Unrepaired] was to be a permanent member or a member under temporary contract ¡ª so, before Boss Lan explicitly defined the other¡¯s status within the n, Xie Yi would still cautiously call [No Mecha Unrepaired] by his username in Mecha World. "Ah, you all know about that too ...?" asked [No Mecha Unrepaired] with a wry chuckle. He had not expected his story to have be so widespread. "Yes. Trapped in the newbie town for close to 3 years, never seeding in stepping out of the town by even one step ... your story has been widely discussed on the Mecha World official forums. I just happened to see it," replied Xie Yi with a smile. "Looks like, after almost 3 years, the Thunder King still has no intention of letting me be," said [No Mecha Unrepaired] with a troubled expression, "I¡¯m very grateful for [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s invitation to join your team. However, now that you all know as well that the Thunder King is still unwilling to leave me alone till today, once I join the battle n, great trouble is sure to follow. If you all disagree on my joining due to this, it¡¯s still not toote." "Why would we disagree? What Boss has decided, we will of course uphold," [Lingtian Razor], a.k.a. 3 Luo Lang, responded instantly. "[Lingtian First-String] is your boss?" [No Mecha Unrepaired] eximed in shock. He would never have guessed that [Lingtian First-String], who operated an intermediate mecha just like him, would actually be the boss of this bunch of advanced mecha warriors. However, [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s surprise quickly faded, because he recalled how astoundingly strong [Lingtian First-String] had been even when he had just been operating a rabbit trainee mecha. Perhaps the other had just not upgraded to a better mecha for some reason. [No Mecha Unrepaired] began to construct endless idealisations around [Lingtian First-String] ¡ª no one would be willing to believe that the formidable [Lingtian First-String] was in fact truly just an intermediate mecha warrior in Mecha World ... "This here is [Priceless Kinship], our future doctor," said Ling Lan tonelessly, pointing at [Priceless Kinship]; this introduction was much less meticulous and serious than when she had introduced [No Mecha Unrepaired]. [No Mecha Unrepaired] took a peek at [Priceless Kinship], who was as silent as ever despite hearing [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s simple introduction. Even though he had rushed here together with the other, [Lingtian First-String] had not introduced them to each other prior to this. The whole way here, [Priceless Kinship] had not made a peep ¡ª he seemed rather cold and hard to get along with. [No Mecha Unrepaired] wondered silently whether the other was like him, only having been invited by [Lingtian First-String] to join the battle n recently. This was because the other¡¯s name was like his, not beginning with ¡¯Lingtian¡¯. In contrast to the enthusiasm with which they had weed [No Mecha Unrepaired], after hearing [Lingtian First-String]¡¯s introduction, the five other people there abruptly fell silent. After that, several muttered wees rang out within thems channel, sounding somewhat perfunctory, or perhaps dispirited and uncertain. And the final rather awkward wee came from [Lingtian Combat]. "Brother Kinship 4 , this junior¡¯s body is in your care now. But please don¡¯t let any other idents ur ..." Closely following that wee was a short speech by [Lingtian Combat]. There was a trace of forced cheer in his tone and also a trace of lingering fear ¡ª this made [No Mecha Unrepaired] nce curiously at [Priceless Kinship]. Could it be that there was some deeper secret behind his joining? Hearing [Lingtian Combat]¡¯s words, the initially rather cold and detached [Priceless Kinship] instantly responded seriously, "I will not make the same mistake twice. Please do not worry." Towards the one he had wronged, Li Shiyu could no longer maintain his aloofness even though he was not particrly pleased with the n leader Ling Lan. At this moment, [Lingtian Abacus], a.k.a. Han Jijyun, seemed to sense the awkward atmosphere, and so quickly changed the topic to ask, "Boss, didn¡¯t you say there were three new recruits? Where¡¯s thest one?" Ling Lan replied, "I¡¯ve already notified him toe over." She had barely finished speaking when an advanced mecha could be seen flying here at high speed. It came to an abrupt stop before them without even slipping into a slide step from the inertia. This movepletely proved just how skilful the other¡¯s control was, causing the eyes of Qi Long, Luo Lang, and the others to light up. They could tell at a nce that the other¡¯s control was definitely first-ss ¡ª Qi Long, in particr, foundpetitive spirit ring up in his heart. He really wished he could fight one match with the other immediately to see who was stronger. Everyone in the party quickly saw a notification appear on their own mecha¡¯s screens: [Self-Defined Destiny] has joined team Lingtian. "[Self-Defined Destiny], another member of our battle n. A mecha operator, he is abat member," Ling Lan introduced. Everyone greeted [Self-Defined Destiny] warmly. Only Han Jijyun subtly quirked a brow even as he greeted the other, because he had sensed something different in the way his boss had introduced [Self-Defined Destiny]. Even though his boss¡¯s tone had been as dispassionate as usual, Han Jijyun had still picked up a subtle difference ¡ª this made Han Jijyun begin to take careful note of [Self-Defined Destiny]. [Self-Defined Destiny] saw five others who had the same start to their names as [Lingtian First-String] and knew that these five people must be the most stable and permanent members of the Lingtian Battle n. He quickly greeted them warmly in return, though he was equally earnest in greeting [No Mecha Unrepaired] and [Priceless Kinship]. Since he truly wanted to integrate himself into the Lingtian Battle n, then he needed to establish a good rtionship with every member. On this front, Li Lanfeng did not dare to ck off. Chapter 308: Accepting a Mission! Chapter 308: epting a Mission! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In this first meeting, Qi Long and the other four as well as [No Mecha Unrepaired] all felt that [Self-Defined Destiny] was a pretty decent guy. His demeanour was warm and gentle, making others feel as if graced by a spring breeze. Only [Priceless Kinship], a.k.a. Li Shiyu, was still a little puzzled, because the other¡¯s aura gave him a sense of familiarity and affinity, just like how Li Lanfeng had made him feel back when they first met ... Li Shiyu could not help but mentally shake his head,ughing at himself for being a little too sensitive. Perhaps this person was just a pleasant-tempered person like Li Lanfeng, which was why he would give him this feeling of simrity ... Li Shiyu knew well that the reason he was so attuned to this sort of aura was that his eldest cousin brother radiated the exact same type of aura. His eldest cousin brother just could not be a mecha operator in reality like Li Lanfeng, nor could he enter Mecha World to be an advanced mecha warrior like [Self-Defined Destiny]. Although Mecha World was a virtual world, its advancement levels also drew from the true physical condition of the yers in real life. If one¡¯s physical constitution in the real world did not meet the standards for advancement, one would also be unable to sessfully advance in the virtual world. Thus, Li Shiyu had never even considered the possibility that his eldest cousin brother might have entered Mecha World and be an advanced mecha warrior. This type of habitual thinking caused him to miss this earliest opportunity of discovering the truth. It was only many yearster when he woulde to realise that he had actually already touched upon the truth from the very beginning ¡ª he had merely brushed it aside. After the few of them got to know one another, Ling Lan led them in a sprint towards the manor of the city lord of Grandsweep City. That was the ce where one could ept the mission to build a battle n. Ling Lan wanted toplete this mission today. In the square, all the unaffiliated mecha operators watched as the team sprinted towards the city lord¡¯s manor, and they could pretty much confirm that the party was on their way to build a battle n. They could not help but sigh ... why could they not be one of the members in that party? One mecha operator who could not abide seeing others do well could not help but curse them silently in his heart, "I hope their luck is bad and they don¡¯t get a mission ..." In Mecha World, the mission to establish a battle n was not that easy to obtain. At present, the sources for these missions as posted on the official forums were truly all kinds of strange 1 , different in so many ways. Some could be epted directly from the city lord, with some of those being received at the official hall of the city lord¡¯s manor. There was even one battle n which had been oddball enough to receive the mission from the janitor at the city lord¡¯s manor, while there were also ns that visited the manor multiple times to no avail ... not only that, the missions received also varied in difficulty. Some battle ns had a burst of great luck, managing to receive a supremely easy mission. It could be as easy as merely having to deliver a letter to obtain the n formation token, thus sessfully building one¡¯s battle n. In contrast, there were some missions which were loaded with challenges ¡ª they might not bepleted even after many attempts where the n members would be wiped out again and again. Thus from jealousy sprung hate ¡ª the unaffiliated yers without a battle n could not help but be resentful, hoping that these teams which qualified to establish battle ns would fail in their missions. After speaking with the mecha operator guarding the gates of the city lord¡¯s manor, they found out that only the team leader could enter to ept the mission. So Ling Lan asked the others to wait for her at the gates before speaking with the mecha operator once more to choose the option of establishing a battle n. The next second, she was transported into the city lord¡¯s manor. The moment one entered the manor, one would automatically be ejected from one¡¯s mecha to appear with one¡¯s regr appearance. Otherwise, therge hulking mecha would certainly have destroyed the city lord¡¯s manor. The location one was transported to was utterly random, just like the way one could receive a mission. The ce Ling Lan came to was a corridor. Ling Lan could not help but frown ¡ª the best spot to be transported to was the great hall of the manor. That way, it would be much more convenient to find the official hall or the city lord¡¯s office, and the sess rate of obtaining a mission would be much higher. In contrast, it was hard to tell with this corridor, because you would not be able to tell which doorway you should choose. This waspletely a test of luck. But was it truly just a test of luck? 2 Ling Lan did not rush to look for a way out, instead standing where she hadnded to think things through rationally. Common sense would dictate that there should not be that many restrictions in the way of forming a battle n. After all, the formation of a battle n would band unaffiliated mecha operators together, greatly cultivating the cooperation and rapport between mecha operators, which would bring more potential out of the mecha operators within a n. It could be said that for this type of battle n that was established early, when enlisting as a n into an army division, they could clearly skip the period new troops needed to limatise to work with one another. They could be an extremely efficient battle unit in a very short period of time. Without question, this was an excellent model to foster a nation of soldiers. At critical junctures, even themon public could swiftly turn into extremely capable old hands at fighting, equipped with the ability to work in groups to boot. In that case, why would such a brilliant model have so many restrictions ced on it? With even the process of epting the n-formation mission being so abstruse? Ling Lan could not help but recall the associated tests back during the enrolment for the scout academy and the military academy. A sh of insight coursed through her mind ¡ª could this also be a type of test? However, the ones being tested this time were them, the incipient n leaders ... what the Federation needed were exceptional leaders who could lead their team members to grow and develop together. Were they trying to weed out those applicant n leaders who did not have the ability and were only here muddying the waters, to prevent them from destroying the futures of their n members? Thinking about it this way, everything made sense ¡ª it could be exined why there were so many restrictions involved in the formation of a battle n now. Ling Lan even felt that those party leaders who were unable to obtain a mission were in fact not unlucky as most believed. After entering the city lord¡¯s manor, their choices and actions must have been evaluated by the mainframe of Mecha World and found unsuitable for the role of n leader. Perhaps that¡¯s how they lost the right to receive the mission? In other words, right when one entered the city lord¡¯s manor, the assessment for the party leader had already begun! At this point in her train of thought, Ling Lan could not help but sweatdrop. How much did this world love its hidden tests? Even when they were ying a game 3 , they could not avoid this hurdle ... Having reached this conclusion, Ling Lan naturally raised her guard up to 120%. After all, this would determine whether or not her battle n could be formed. Even if she did not do it for herself, she would need to take responsibility on behalf of her followers and friends! "Little Four, split the corridor into several smaller screens. Do not overlook any single small corner. I need to understand everything about this area," Ling Lan finally spoke up to give Little Four instructions. Without demur, Little Four broke the image of the corridor into countless smaller screens and disyed them on the screen of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha. Ling Lan began to study each picture carefully, clicking through them one by one. It didn¡¯t take long before she was done scrutinising all of the images. Ling Lan¡¯s brow scrunched up tighter and tighter because she could not see anything strange on any of the images. It should be said that the corridor was absolutely normal. There were only two doorways ¡ª one was behind Ling Lan, so it should be the entrance, while the other was at the end of the corridor, so it should be the exit ... Am I just overthinking things? Ling Lan could not help but wonder. Suddenly thinking of something, she abruptly clicked back to one of the images. It was an image of one corner of the corridor ¡ª right beside it was arge flower garden, and there was a gardener busy at work inside. For a person to randomly appear like that in the flower garden, just when she was looking to ept a mission, Ling Lan felt that this was very suspicious. "Little Four, this gardener, investigate them for me," Ling Lan instructed Little Four as she pointed at the sweat-drenched gardener. Little Four obeyed immediately, beginning to flip through and investigate everything he could about the existence of the gardener. In the end, he returned jubntly, eyes sparkling as he looked at Ling Lan, to say adoringly, "Boss, it¡¯s as you suspected. There is a huge problem with this person." If not for his boss sensing something strange about the situation, Little Four, who had not thought of taking the initiative to investigate, would havepletely missed this opportunity to discover the truth. At Little Four¡¯s response, Ling Lan¡¯s eyes lit up. "It¡¯s good as long as there is a problem. Who is he exactly?" "He¡¯s no gardener. He¡¯s actually the lord of this manor, the city lord of Grandsweep City, Luo Yixuan," answered Little Four smugly. As long as it was something he wanted to find out, no matter how hard the Mecha World mainframe tried to conceal it, the information could never escape his keen fire-gold eyes 4 . "So, the n-formation mission should be on him." The corner of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked. What a windfall ... her luck was truly pretty good! Still, the mainframe of Mecha World was really quite despicable, actually disguising a city lord as a gardener. If she had not carefully studied the situation in the corridor, perhaps she might have walked all the way to the end and went off to god knows where. It was likely that she would not have ever obtained a mission then. "For him to appear in this path you must go through to obtain a mission, Boss, and with the fact that he is the head here, that¡¯s probably close to the mark." Little Four agreed with Ling Lan¡¯s analysis, believing that the mission must be with the city lord. Since she had found her target, Ling Lan quickly walked over to the gardener¡¯s side and silently waited for the gardener to finish up what he was doing. Ling Lan¡¯s patience was excellent, and she believed it was better not to disturb someone as they were working. The gardener finished nting the tree sapling in his hands and was just turning around to pick up another sapling when he was startled greatly by Ling Lan standing behind him. His expression changed and he pointed at Ling Lan angrily and asked, "Hey, why are you standing behind me? Don¡¯t you know that¡¯s very frightening?" "Frightening? If you were a normal gardener, perhaps that might be true. But is Your Lordship really just an ordinary gardener?" said Ling Lan casually. Framed by that cold stony face of hers, it did note off very friendly. However, Ling Lan was oblivious about this, because her demeanour when speaking was always like this regardless of whom she was speaking with. "If I¡¯m not an ordinary gardener, then who am I? You impudent punk. I must go report to the city lord and chase you out ..." This seemingly impolite expression and tone of Ling Lan instantly drove the gardener to anger. Hearing this, Ling Lan¡¯s eyebrows lifted and the corner of her lips twitched up slightly. "Aren¡¯t you the city lord, Elder?" This expression of Ling Lan¡¯s was tant mockery in the gardener¡¯s eyes. It seemed to be saying ¡ª was there really any point in this idiotic charade? The gardener¡¯s expression instantly turned ugly as rage welled in his heart. Hells, this punk was truly too arrogant! Actually daring tough and mock me; not at all knowing how to respect his elders ... and so, his impression of Ling Lan dropped straight from neutral to a negative value. Poor Ling Lan had long be ustomed to sporting this frozen face of hers. In fact, that little tilt of her lips had been forcefully squeezed out by Ling Lan in hopes of improving the city lord¡¯s impression of her. She was hoping that this would prompt the city lord to swiftly assign her a mission, one that was not too hard. However, this effort of hers was destined to go to waste. Sometimes, the best intentions could in fact lead to even worse oues ... just as it was with the current Ling Lan. The gardener did not seem to want to give Ling Lan a mission. Even though Ling Lan had already uncovered his true identity, he still pretended he had heard nothing. He simply asked Ling Lan to leave the garden so she would not disturb his work. Chapter 309: SSS-Rank! Chapter 309: SSS-Rank! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Out of options, Ling Lan could only say outright, "City Lord Luo Yixuan, I am here to receive a n-formation mission. Let¡¯s not beat around the bush anymore and stop wasting each other¡¯s time." Hearing Ling Lan call out his name directly, the city lord Luo Yixuan knew for sure that his identity had been seen through by the other. Because to the general outside world, his information was only listed as the city lord of Grandsweep City; his full name would not be disyed. It was very likely that the other had found some other clue to his identity from some other source. This also made it so that he could not continue to hold back from giving out the n-formation mission. Yet he did not want to make things so easy for this arrogant and impolite punk. An idea struck him and he instantly brought out arge spin wheel and said coldly, "I can give you a mission if you want, but whether or not you can actually receive one will all depend on your luck." Ling Lan looked at that familiarrge spin wheel once more, but this time, its segments were not marked with various mecha but with various mission options for forming a n. More than half of the segments werebelled with the word ¡¯failure¡¯ outright ¡ª she could just tell that this was the city lord Luo Yixuan¡¯s doing. She thought back on the two times she had spun a rabbit mecha and could not help but cringe inside. What if her spinning luck was bad here ... Ling Lan was not really worried about the failures, because if she received a ¡¯failure¡¯, she could just wait till a weekter to try and receive a mission again. She nced briefly at that terrifying SSS-rank mission on one of the segments in the spin wheel and could not help but gulp silently. Hells, if her spinnded on that, it would definitely be even more tragic than getting a ¡¯failure¡¯. As far as she knew, no one had everpleted an SSS-rank mission up till now ... she did not want to spend her entire life struggling with this mission. "What? If you¡¯re afraid, you can just choose to give up directly and juste again next week," said the city lord Luo Yixuan coldly, arms folded across his chest. Damm*t, her luck could not be that bad all the time! Ling Lan would never choose to give up voluntarily; she decisively pressed down on the handle of therge spin wheel. The spin wheel began to spin rapidly ¡ª Ling Lan pressed her lips tightly together, praying in her heart for the SSS-rank mission to stay away ... and therge spin wheel finally stopped. Ling Lan first reflex was to stare down at her own hand. Her hand was obviously so white and soft ... why was her hand-luck so ck then?! She even began to curse herself ¡ª why did she even think about the SSS-rank mission while the wheel had been spinning? Didn¡¯t she know how the more she didn¡¯t want something, the more likely it was toe? Ling Lan had no tears even though she felt like crying. She could not help but sigh loudly at the skies. Reality proved that she was natural enemies withrge spin wheels ¡ª in the end, the needle firmly pointed at a mission of SSS-rank. Ling Lan¡¯s first thought was whether she should just choose to give up ande again next week. However, before Ling Lan could decide, the city lord, who had been equally stunned by the results, very quickly came to himself. Chortling sinisterly, he withdrew a token from a pocket and threw it into Ling Lan¡¯sp, and then ... he immediately ran away. Amidst the schadenfreude-filledughter of the city lord which had yet to fade, Ling Lan stared speechlessly down at the mission token in her hands, a green vein spasming uncontrobly at her temple ... no matter how much the city lord did not like her, he still could not be so irresponsible as to just dump the mission token on her and leave! At the very least he should give her a mission introduction and offer some useful tips or suggestions ... what an extremely irresponsible NPC! Ling Lan decided that she would definitely submit aint about this city lord of Grandsweep City. An NPC just could not be that shameless. With no other recourse, Ling Lan could only try to get more information from the token in her hands. She had just straightened the token when a notification popped up on her mecha¡¯s screen. "n-formation mission, mission ranking: SSS-rank. Mission content: A month ago, Fleet Swift Dragon, which is stationed at the Neb Boundary, sent over an extremely subtle S.O.S. As the message was too brief, the Federation military was unable to determine whether it was a mistake or a true request for assistance. Although headquarters sent a team over to investigate, they did not discover anything out of the ordinary. Despite everything looking normal, the Federation military is notpletely convinced. They have decided to secretly send an unofficial civilian expedition to look around the Neb Boundary to find out once and for all what the S.O.S. was about. Uponpletion of the mission, the Federation shall convey the official status of battle n on the expedition team. The team will from then on be granted the same rights and benefits as military troops of the same rank ..." "As expected of an SSS-rank mission. How troublesome." Reading the mission introduction, Ling Lan¡¯s mood became very horrible. This mission was not easy. One, the people they were supposed to contact were unclear. Two, the situation at the Neb Boundary was unclear. Three, as a civilian expedition party, entering a location controlled by the Federation military ... that was definitely seeking death. Any random person within a trained fleet would be able to drown their entire expedition team with just a mouthful of spit. Moreover, how they could covertly get to the Neb Boundary was also an extremely difficult matter. In short, this mission was already extremely tricky from the very beginning, and the further they progressed, the harder things would be. Also, Ling Lan did not believe that military headquarters would really just send them, this one team. It was highly likely that while they were acting, the military would also send another investigative team to secretly sneak into the Neb Boundary to investigate. At the bottom of it all, they were just the diversionary lure to draw away the guard troops of the Neb Boundary. "Perhaps, giving up would be better for us." Ling Lan felt that this mission was absolutely impossible at the level of her current party. Ling Lan was not someone who was blindly confident. When the difficulty of a mission was truly worlds apart from her team¡¯s capabilities, Ling Lan would rationally choose to give up. She did not want to lead herpanions into danger recklessly. Even though dying in the game would not lead to true death, Ling Lan was worried that this would instil the habit of risk-taking within herself. This character trait was undesirable as it could very well hurt everyone in the real world. Ling Lan was constantly on guard against it. Havinge to a decision, Ling Lan instantly threw the token onto the ground without any hesitation. In Mecha World, whether it was equipment, resources, medical agents, or materials, as long as it was dumped somewhere, the system would wipe it away with a refresh when time ran out. The same applied to mission tokens. As long as one chose to cast it aside, the mainframe would judge it as a mission failure ... then, she would be able toe back one weekter and ept a new mission. Of course, after failing, the one who epted the mission would have to pay some price; Ling Lan felt that this was still much more worth it than recklessly risking their lives. However, what happened next proved that Ling Lan¡¯s internal abacus was inurate. When Ling Lan chose to discard the token, the system actually notified her that the mission was already bound to her and could not be discarded ... in other words, the mission she had received was a deathmand that could not be refused. Seeing this notification, Ling Lan could not help but show a middle finger to the screen inside her cockpit. D*mmit, mainframe, you¡¯re just too shameless! However, since this was already done, Ling Lan did not waste time panicking or despairing. She decided to go back and discuss with herpanions how they wanted toplete this mission. Ling Lan very quickly returned from whence she came and was transported back to the gates of the city lord¡¯s manor. Back outside the manor, Ling Lan once again reappeared in her intermediate mecha. Seeing their boss reappear, Qi Long and the others asked Ling Lan excitedly whether she had received a mission. Ling Lan did not reply, instead asking them to move to a quieter location first. Only then did she share the details of the mission with them. When the others saw the contents of the mission, they instantly fell silent. Ling Lan smiled wryly. It looked like this mission had scared herpanions. She was just about to speak up and exin when Qi Long could be heard to roar excitedly, "Boss, you are just too awesome! Actually obtaining an SSS-rank mission that has not appeared in over several hundred years. I really just need to follow boss and there will be crazy awesome things to do ..." "Yeah! I can¡¯t believe that there¡¯s something so exciting to do again so soon!" Xie Yi was just as excited. "I had just been thinking that Boss would likely bring us an extremely high-level mission. Who would have expected Boss to dish out an SSS-rank mission just like that? My guts are still no match for Boss¡¯s," sighed Han Jijyun. Han Jijyun had always set figuring out Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts as his highest goal. However, reality proved that he had still failed this time. Boss was even more savage than he had imagined ... but this was their boss! Forever doing things others would not dare to do. Han Jijyun could not know that this mission was not something Ling Lan had asked for on her own initiative, but was rather something that had been forcefully thrown upon Ling Lan. "In any case, whatever Boss decides to do, I¡¯ll do." Luo Lang had no opinion whatsoever on this; he had long decided to follow his boss faithfully. "If it¡¯s a mission of this level, the resources I prepared previously will becking considerably. I¡¯ll need to go supplement them as soon as possible." At this moment, Lin Zhong-qing was already thinking about how he couldpensate for the ranking of the mission. He had no objections at all on epting this mission. Ling Lan stared at this group of audacious people and sweatdropped. Fine, she had forgotten that not many of herpanions were normal. Earlier when she had thought they had been scared stiff, her mind must have short-circuited for a moment to even consider it. Ling Lan turned her head to look at the other three silent people, thinking that these three at least must be shocked ... after all, those abnormal people like herpanions should still be the minority. And so Ling Lan addressed [No Mecha Unrepaired], saying, "[No Mecha Unrepaired], the mission this time is unexpectedly difficult. You can reconsider your invitation to join this battle n if you would like." [No Mecha Unrepaired] was after all not that close with them. If by any chance they did not manage toplete the mission, Ling Lan did not want to drag [No Mecha Unrepaired] down with them. "No, I want to join the battle n, and I also want to follow you all for the mission ..." At Ling Lan¡¯s words, [No Mecha Unrepaired] quickly responded emphatically, "I was just moved earlier that I actually have the chance to participate in an SSS-rank mission. This is just too unbelievable." [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s voice actually contained a trace of dreaminess. "An SSS-rank mission that one might only see once in several hundred years ... there is indeed a need to see this. Besides, I believe you all will need my treatment ability even more." [Priceless Kinship] deviated from his usual indifference, bing unbelievably enthusiastic. It was clear to see how much attraction the SSS-rank mission held for him as well. The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips could not help but twitch. Hells, what kind of members were these whom she had taken in?! Each even more abnormal than the one before, actually so eager to attempt a mission normal people would never dare to touch ... She could not help but look towards [Self-Defined Destiny]; her leopard should be a normal person, right? Li Lanfeng rubbed his jaw and asked with clear interest, "Say, do you all think that bypleting this mission, the reward we receive will also be of a legendary level?" "Legendary level?" Everyone sucked in a sharp breath ... within the mechams channel, Ling Lan could practically hear the endless dripping sounds of drooling. Ling Lan stared up into the sky, speechless. She really could not expect much of her team members. As members of a team led by an abnormal person (a freak), they really could never be normal either ... Chapter 310: Planet X192! Chapter 310: X192! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In Mecha World, for every ten major cities, there would be a sky metropolis connecting these ten major cities. As its name suggests, the sky metropolises existed in the sky. However, these sky metropolises were not for human inhabitation; they merely functioned as spaceports. Every day, there would be massive numbers of spacecrafts, military vessels, and cargo ships passing through these metropolises, departing from them or merely stopping by. Many lone wolves, expedition parties, and battle ns which needed to travel to distantnds for their missions would need to enter the sky metropolises to hitch a ride on a starship or some cargo ship. However, though battle ns could freely choose between military vessels andmon ships, regr lone wolves andmoner expeditions could only ride civilian spacecrafts. This was another reason why battle ns were so popr in Mecha World. After all, in Mecha World, 70% of ships were military vessels of the Federation. Furthermore, some military-governed areas could only be essed by military vessels ¡ª general civilian spacecrafts could not even approach. Oftentimes, the spots with the greatest profits were all located in those areas ... For instance, the base camp at the Neb Boundary where the Swift Dragon Fleet was stationed was an area where only military vessels were permitted to enter. This was also why they would find it troublesome ¡ª not yet having the right to board military vessels, they would never be able to get close to their destination by using civilian ships alone. In any case, today, the initially already extremely bustling sky metropolis was even busier than ever. This was because the once-a-seasonary remation activity was about tomence officially, and this was also the one and only time when ordinary lone wolves andmoner expedition teams could board military vessels. ary remation was an official activity organised by the Federation government. They would release some newly discovered wild and unexploreds to the public, allowing civilian individuals or groups to go explore and cultivate thend. If they discovered any resources beneficial to the Federation or any new biological organisms, the Federation would reward them with countless credits. Many troubled lone wolves or expedition teams that were not doing well financially had been able to revive due to this activity, bing famous people or renowned expedition teams in their own right. Therefore, thisary remation activity had be the premier shortcut for ordinary lone wolves or expedition teams to fame and fortune. "They only see the glory of sess but fail to see the consequences of failure. Tell me, these individuals or parties who go on this exploration ¡ª how many of them return alive?" As the person in charge of ferrying these adventurers this time, amanding officer could not help but sigh as he looked at the spirited civilian adventurers down below controlling their mecha to board the starship from the screen of his mainship. "This is their own choice. Perhaps this failure will let them understand what it means to act within one¡¯s means," responded an adjutant coldly from beside themanding officer. The adjutant did not think highly of these untrained civilian adventurers. If this were not an assignment, he would never have willingly made contact with these trash. "Oh you. You should not have these kinds of thoughts. Have you never heard the old saying of ¡¯prodigies sprouting from the civilian world¡¯?" said themander with augh, shaking his head. "That saying has long be obsolete. With the perfected system of the Federation now, any prodigies would have long been excavated for cultivation. Would they have been able to remain hidden until now?" said the adjutant scornfully. These trash which could not even form proper battle ns could only remain mediocre all their lives. "The only thing that perplexes me is why we have toe to this virtual Mecha World to do this mission. It¡¯s seriously aplete waste of our time." At his adjutant¡¯s words, the smile on themander¡¯s face vanished. Grimly, he said, "Because the Federation mainframe has sent an emergency notification to us. At the Neb Boundary of Mecha World, some strange phenomena has urred. Although it has tried its best to eliminate the problem, it has failed, and it simply cannot discover the reason for its failure." The adjutant¡¯s expression changed. "Could it be that our Federation mainframe has been invaded by an enemy nation¡¯s virus?" Themander nodded solemnly. "Highly possible. This is also why we have secretly entered Mecha World to rece these NPCs under the mainframe¡¯s arrangement. You should know that once the Federation mainframe is sessfully corrupted by a virus, the entire order of the Federation will utterly copse. At that time, we will be like deshelled turtles, helpless on the chopping block." "Are we enough to handle this?" The adjutant was rather concerned. After all, he was not a hacker who was proficient on this front ¡ª he really had no certainty in handling everything in the virtual world. "Don¡¯t worry. We are not the only ones who havee. There¡¯s still those top-ss hackers of the military. Headquarters has even sent out some of those top-level spectres this time ..." Aggression shed across themander¡¯s face. "Thinking to destroy our mainframe, don¡¯t they even dare think they will live to tell the tale." The adjutant could not help but clench his fists. As someone on the verge of breaking through the barrier of ace to advance to imperial operator, this was undoubtedly a great chance for him. He believed that if this was truly an attack by an enemy, they would certainly have top-ss operators as escort. Perhaps this was why headquarters had sent a prodigy like him on the verge of a breakthrough here right at this moment. ¡¯Ling Xiao, I will definitely be a legendary figure surpassing you!¡¯ Ambition red in the adjutant¡¯s eyes for a brief instant. That god-ss operator General Ling Xiao who had broken records multiple times hadpletely trodden other prodigies under his feet. No matter how outstanding they were, inparison to his records, they were all not even worth a mention. But all of that was in the past now ¡ª if he could advance sessfully this year, he would break Ling Xiao¡¯s record of being the youngest ever to be an imperial operator ... At this thought, the adjutant could not help but shiver in excitement. He would definitely pull Ling Xiao down from his godly pedestal! Among the crowd of mecha registering to board a starship was Ling Lan¡¯s party. Around them were all advanced mecha which had been modified, and there were even quite a few formidable special-ss mecha. In contrast, their team appeared extremely pdash. Qi Long and the other four of Ling Lan¡¯s original team, Li Lanfeng, and Li Shiyu were all using standard Federation mecha, while [No Mecha Unrepaired] and Ling Lan were using intermediate mecha which were one level below the others. Even though [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s mecha had obviously been modified quite a bit, no matter how well it was modified, it was still nothing before an advanced mecha. The level difference between mecha was not something which could be bridged with modification ... Of course, this was only referring to ordinary modifications. This may not necessarily be true of a mecha which had been modified by a master-level mechanic. That said, no one would believe that an ordinary expedition team whose advanced mecha were still just standard mecha would have intermediate mecha modified by a master-level mechanic ... "Combat, it¡¯s our turn." Ling Lan saw that it was finally their turn and quickly urged Qi Long on their partyms to go up and register. As her present mecha was still an intermediate mecha, she was really rather unsuited to be the party leader. "Got it, Boss!" Receiving his boss¡¯s reminder, Qi Long, who had been in a constant state of excitement, finally scrambled over to register. All this had been arranged beforehand ¡ª from the moment they set off on the mission, the public leader had been Qi Long. As Qi Long was registering, Han Jijyun finally voiced his doubts, "Boss, why won¡¯t you let us help you redeem an advanced mecha?" A lower mecha operator could of course pilot a more advanced mecha, but they would not be able to draw out the full power of the mecha and may even be unable to use it for long periods of time. This was because the more advanced a mecha was, the higher the demands it would ce on the operator¡¯s physical constitution and stamina. Some people have tried using advanced mecha as intermediate mecha warriors ¡ª 10 minutester, they would be utterly drained and no longer able to continue piloting the mecha. This stark truth dispelled all thoughts of any operator thinking to take a shortcut; they all practised honestly to advance. However, Han Jijyun and the others believed that with their boss¡¯s capabilities, even if he piloted a mecha at a higher level, he would be able to y around with the advanced mecha like it were his own arms. Thinking back on how terrifying Ling Lan¡¯s control skills were that year back then, after so many years, his skills could only have gotten better. "Because, this is more convenient for my mobility. No one will pay attention to an intermediate mecha. Besides, as far as I know, boarding details must match actual ranking, otherwise the mainframe will refuse boarding," exined Ling Lan calmly. She was too embarrassed to admit that she already had a secret weapon, although this secret weapon was not something she really wanted ... Han Jijyun was just about to say something when he heard Qi Long yelling in thems channel, "GO, GO, GO~" It turned out he had finished registering and was now urging them to get on the military vessel. Seeing this, Ling Lan said, "Let¡¯s board the ship." That said, she was the first to follow Qi Long to walk towards the boarding entrance of the military vessel. As these were all transport ships, after entering through the entrance, they saw an extremelyrge empty space. Right then, there were already quite a few mecha inside. They followed the order they entered to walk over to their exclusive secured seats. In order to ensure the stability of the mecha during transport, the hold of transport ships were all equipped with this type of mecha-specific secured seats. Once a mecha was buckled in, the mecha would not be able to move. Other than the transport ship activating the release of the secured seats, the mecha could only try to break free by breaking the seat with brute strength. Ling Lan¡¯s team walked over to their secured seats in an orderly manner, and then they all settled in to rest respectively. This so-called rest just meant they were sleeping in their respective cockpits. Once the ship left the spaceport, no one would be allowed to log off until they arrived at the next save point. Fortunately, this journey was not a very long one; it only took one night. Besides, Ling Lan and the others had already made the proper preparations. All of them had requested several days¡¯ leave from their instructors, and their virtual login pods were also properly filled with energy replenishing fluid, which should be enough to sustain them till they arrived at the new save point. This time, the destination the Federation had organised for theary remation activity was X192, which was not too far away from the Neb Boundary. Ling Lan was aiming to use the X192 as their springboard, so they would have the chance to enter the stationed camp grounds of the Swift Dragon Fleet at the Neb Boundary. Right then, they did not know that a bunch of people from the Federation military were also nning on doing the exact same thing. The night passed in silence. The transport fleet very quickly arrived at the Neb Boundary and began its descent towards X192. At the same time, relevant information on X192 was announced on the public channel of Mecha World: X192; Gravity 29.7, Strength of Maic Field 15e-18 te. Temperature: 56 1 . Normal Wind Strength level 12; Extreme Wind Strength level 19. Atmospheric Elements: Carbon Dioxide 87%, Hydrogen 3%, Chlorine 8%, Others 2% ... "F*ck, is there really life on this?" Listening to these details that were not at all suitable for human life, Qi Long asked hispanions as he adjusted the settings of his mecha to amodate for X192. Chapter 311: Abandon? Chapter 311: Abandon? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "So what if it¡¯s unsuitable for life? Remation is not for the sake of seeking lifeforms, but to find minerals and resources," said Han Jijyun coldly in response to Qi Long¡¯s question. He felt that this question of Qi Long¡¯s was really just too silly. "Alert. The starship shall enter the atmosphericyer in 10 seconds. Please ensure all anti-shock measures are in ce, please ensure all anti-shock measures are in ce ..." In the publicms of the mecha, the voice of the starship¡¯s JMC rang out. At the end of the 10 second countdown, all of the mecha operators in the transport hold could feel an intense quaking whichsted for over 10 seconds before the starship gradually stabilised again. At this time, all the mecha operators knew that they should have already passed through the atmosphericyer of X192 and were now truly within the airspace of the. Sure enough, the JMC¡¯s voice once again rang out in the publicms. This time, it was to notify them that in 1 minute and 30 seconds, the starship would officiallynd on the ground of X192. One minute and thirty seconds was not a very short period of time; it was enough for the mecha operators to make all necessary preparations fornding. Even so, when the countdown hit zero and the starshipnded heavily on the¡¯s surface, the intense vibrations still caused many mecha operators to feel their Qi and blood roil in their chests. Quite a few of the mecha operators did not manage to regain their equilibrium till several beatster. Ling Lan¡¯s original party of six did not react in any way. Under Ling Lan¡¯s tutge, even the one with the weakest physical constitution, Han Jijyun, was able to easily withstand the impact. Well aware of herpanions¡¯ conditions, Ling Lan skipped over them to ask [No Mecha Unrepaired], [Priceless Kinship], and [Self-Defined Destiny] how they were holding up. [Priceless Kinship] did not dy, instantly responding to say that he had no problem at all. Stopping to think about it, Ling Lan understood instantly. Li Shiyu¡¯s body could not be that weak ... he was the dux of the Military Medical Research specialization! Exceedingly intelligent, he would never allow his own body to be all that weak. [No Mecha Unrepaired] was the second to reply. Just as Ling Lan predicted, he felt somewhat ufortable. However, after swallowing a tube of concentrated recovery fluid, he felt much better. The final one to answer was [Self-Defined Destiny]. Even though he said that everything was fine, what kind of ears did Ling Lan have? She could clearly hear that the other¡¯s breath was rather short ¡ª the violent vibrations earlier must have given [Self-Defined Destiny] some trouble despite him saying otherwise. This made Ling Lan frown slightly. She had only been mentally prepared regarding the slightly weaker constitution of [No Mecha Unrepaired]. After all, [No Mecha Unrepaired] was a support type researcher ¡ª it was natural for him to have some foundational difference from specialized mecha operators like them. Thus, for [No Mecha Unrepaired] to falter in situations like this was normal. However, things were different with [Self-Defined Destiny]. [Self-Defined Destiny] was a specialized mecha operator too ¡ª this was something the other had told her personally and she believed that the leopard would not lie to her. Besides, his control skills were more than sufficient to make him a specialized mecha operator. She would never, ever have considered that the leopard, who should have an amazing constitution based on her impression of him, would actually have a constitution roughly simr to that of [No Mecha Unrepaired]. This meant that the other¡¯s strength and stamina would not support drawn-out battle ... This forced Ling Lan to ponder calmly ¡ª could her old friend the leopard really be a permanent member of her n? Although Ling Lan had gotten along very well with the leopard, and she also greatly cherished the rapport between them, this did not mean that she would allow the other to drag down her entire n. She needed to think about the futures of thesepanions who had grown up alongside her. It had to be said that in Ling Lan¡¯s heart, the leopard was still not as important as herpanions. For herpanions, she could abandon her leopard. Sensing his boss¡¯s thoughts, Little Four hurriedly exined, "Boss, because the spectre¡¯s spiritual power is too strong, that is why the damage to his body is great. It¡¯s just like Boss in your previous world. Of course, with the gene agents, this world now has considerably improved on this front, but it still cannot fully cure the problem of the weakened constitution." Little Four was rather fond of this spectre with abilities simr to his. At the very least, the other gave him a sense of kinship, which was why he decided to speak up for [Self-Defined Destiny]. "Honestly, spectres should not be able to operate mecha. The fact that [Self-Defined Destiny] can do this is already extremely outstanding. Furthermore, having a spectre around is also very advantageous to the n. Spectres are very sensitive to the presence of other spectres; he will be able to protect the others in the n during critical moments." "Won¡¯t you be able to protect everyone?" Although Little Four¡¯s words moved Ling Lan a little, the problem of the leopard¡¯s constitution still made her feel extremely conflicted. "Of course I can, but Boss, there will always be times when you¡¯re alone, or when the team splits up to act. At those times, having an additional spectre will increase the safety rates for everyone on the team no matter how things are arranged," replied Little Four calmly. He did not believe that his boss would trivialize her n members¡¯ safety. As expected, Ling Lan paused after hearing what Little Four had to say. "Besides, it¡¯s not like the other¡¯s weak constitution is unchangeable." Little Four prepared his finishing move. "Oh?" Ling Lan was extremely interested. If the problem of the leopard¡¯s constitution could be resolved, she naturally did not want to abandon the leopard. After all, it was so rare to find a friend with such good rapport. Ling Lan treated Qi Long and her other childhoodpanions as followers and sons to be raised, while the leopard was the very first one to give her the feeling of having a friend. As such, Ling Lan treasured him greatly. "Boss, have you forgotten how your body recovered? As long as there are gene agents, once I¡¯ve modified them, the other will be able to absorb them endlessly. Combine that with your Qi exercises and the foundational physical skills of the learning space, and by applying all three methods simultaneously, this problem should be fixed in two to three years." Little Four reminded Ling Lan. How she had resolved her owntent issues would be how the other could resolve his owntent issues. "I¡¯ll have to think about this." Ling Lan nced at [Self-Defined Destiny] and cut short the topic. This was because all the mecha had already begun to leave their secured seats and were now lining up to walk out of the hold¡¯s door. There was one other reason why Ling Lan did not want to make a decision just yet. She wanted to first see if the leopard could actually gain herpanions¡¯ acknowledgement. If herpanions truly epted him, she would willingly help her leopard solve this problem. Everything would still depend on how the leopard performed in future! Ling Lan sighed internally and then led her party members to walk out of the hold doors. Right then, Li Lanfeng had no idea that he had almost been given three strikes 1 by his rabbit. As soon as he could, he downed some restorative agent, and very soon, his body had recovered. He quickly followed the other members of his party forward, rather frustrated with himself deep inside. He had not expected all the members of the rabbit¡¯s party to have such sturdy constitutions. Of all the members, his constitution actually ranked at the very bottom ... he silently clenched his fists tight, deciding that he would increase his nightly basic training by threefold. He definitely would not disgrace his rabbit. The moment they stepped out of the starship transport¡¯s hold, a wave of heat swept over them. Even though the temperature within their mecha cockpits had already been adjusted lower, they could still feel the difference from the temperatures of an inhabitable 2. On the respective screens of all the mecha in Ling Lan¡¯s party, an endless desert came into view. It was a swirling sheet of white with not a single speck of any other colour. After only looking at the scene for several seconds, they could already feel their eyes vaguely starting to prickle in pain. "Adjust the temperature of your cockpit. Lower it by 10 degrees. And set your visuals to infrared mode." Just when everyone was stunned, Ling Lan¡¯s voice rang out in their partyms. Used to obeying Ling Lan¡¯smands, Qi Long and the others quickly made the adjustments as instructed. Once they had adjusted the initial internal temperature of 25 degrees down to 15, they felt all the heat which had prated the cockpitpletely wiped away. Their cockpits once again returned to regr levels offort. Meanwhile, changing their screen disys to infrared mode eased the strain on their eyes. They no longer felt as if they were staring into a blizzard of white, and their eyes stopped hurting. Li Lanfeng had the utmost faith in his rabbit, so he did not think much of the other¡¯s immensely urate judgment. However, Li Shiyu and [No Mecha Unrepaired] could not help but feel a jolt go through their hearts. Their leader must know everything about mecha like the back of his hands; otherwise, he would not have been able to make such urate and precise judgments in a split second. [No Mecha Unrepaired] found his respect for Ling Lan deepening, while Li Shiyu too gradually began to acknowledge this Boss Lan who he had never thought well of, who liked to turnmon sense on its head. When they truly walked out onto the, they were shocked by the scene before their eyes. Those mecha that had walked out before them were currently struggling against the sands of the area. Many mecha had sunk into the sandy ground, while even more had no choice but to power up their engines to fly into the air and move forwards that way. "Warning. Do not use your engines for a long time. The temperature and atmospheric elements here will cause great damage to your engines." In the publicms channel, the JMC¡¯s anxious voice rang out once more in warning. He had barely finished speaking when in the skies not too far away, a loud boom rang out as a mecha¡¯s engine abruptly exploded. The strength of the explosion instantly sent the mecha careening to the ground. The entire mecha crashed into the sand and its massive body becamepletely buried within it. If not for the help of his party members, he would not have been able to resolve this dire situation on his own ¡ª all that would have awaited him was death. "Godd*mn, what a dangerous." Witnessing this scene, Xie Yi could not help but exim in the partyms. However, he was only eximing for the sake of eximing; he would not shrink back in fear because of this. "Let us go." Ling Lan¡¯s voice had yet to fade when she had already controlled her mecha to begin striding onto this patch of desert. But then, [Self-Defined Destiny] suddenly shouted, "Wait a moment!" "Hm?" Ling Lan controlled her mecha to dip her head at him, signalling for [Self-Defined Destiny] to exin why he had stopped her. "I think that it¡¯s better to first send someone to test things out," said Li Lanfeng with a smile, "I volunteer myself. As a new member, I hope everyone can give me a chance to perform." Li Lanfeng¡¯s words made the initially rather tense atmosphere of the team dissipate instantly. Qi Long even began tough uproariously, while there were several other soft giggles and chuckles that were almost inaudible ¡ª god knows who wasughing so secretly. The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up; she was extremely in favour of the leopard¡¯s behaviour, so she said, "Alright, go." Ling Lan hoped the leopard would be epted by herpanions; thus, she naturally indicated her support of the leopard¡¯s request without any hesitation. Chapter 312: Robbery Chapter 312: Robbery Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Hearing [Lingtian First-String] agree, Li Lanfeng was exhrated. He breathed in deeply, trying to calm himself. This time, he must definitely perform well and not disgrace his rabbit. Li Lanfeng knew well that in order for him to find secure footing within the rabbit¡¯s team, relying purely on the friendship between himself and the rabbit would not be enough. Li Lanfeng operated his mecha to dash out onto the sands,nding in the endless desert which had already swallowed many mecha. Very quickly, the shifting sand beneath his feet had sucked in both of his mecha¡¯s legs. His mecha began sinking down at a rapid pace ¡ª at this speed, his entire mecha might bepletely buried a minuteter. "The default desert-mode setting of the mecha does not match up to the real conditions. The buoyancy difference is extremelyrge. The settings need to be altered. Change it to twenty. No. Thirty. Still not enough. Forty, that¡¯s a little too much ... correction. It should be 37 or 38. Confirmed as 38. Original mecha traction settingcking. Compensation coefficient at 10 results in sluggishness. Change coefficient to 9, sess. There is an error with the original granr load 1 . Increase load value to 20. Still wrong, increase to 25? Adjusted to 24, confirmed ..." In the partyms, [Self-Defined Destiny]¡¯s rapid-fire speech came through clearly, along with the faint sound of fingers moving at super high control speeds. This gave all the other members of Ling Lan¡¯s party a shock; they knew what this represented. Setting aside the brash and forthright Qi Long whose control was coarse and based solely on his instinct, even Han Jijyun with his formidable calction skills could not collect on-scene data and perform such urate corrections in such a short amount of time. Those rapid tapping sounds and swishing noises also meant that the other¡¯s finger-speed had currently achieved a frightening level. This caused Qi Long and the others to begin taking [Self-Defined Destiny], this person who had just joined them, seriously. Although they would never doubt Boss Lan¡¯s judgment, without experiencing it first-hand, they would never have known that this seemingly friendly and humble [Self-Defined Destiny] was also a control prodigy. As expected, those who Boss Lan took a shine to would never be simple. Still, after that first jolt of surprise, Qi Long and the others quickly calmed down. Without waiting for Ling Lan to give the order, they immediately began adjusting the settings of their mecha ording to [Self-Defined Destiny]¡¯s calcted adjustments. After applying all those settings, Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha had already pulled both his feet out from the shifting sands to stand up properly. He was now standing on the sands like it was solid ground and was waiting for them toe to him. This proved that those settings of his were absolutely correct. This scene also caused those mecha still struggling with the sand to stare, gobsmacked, but they soon figured things out and began manually adjusting their mecha settings as well. Still, the process was not as easy as they had assumed. Manual adjustment of settings required one to know all the settings of a mecha like the palm of one¡¯s hand; if one only had a half-baked understanding of the settings, they would never be able to aplish it to the degree that Li Lanfeng had. "Alright, let¡¯s move." Seeing this, Ling Lan no longer hesitated, instantly giving out the order. Following this cry, the eight mecha remaining on the tform shot out like cannonballs tond gracefully in the desert. After reuniting with [Self-Defined Destiny], they ventured off swiftly into the depths of the desert. This scene was captured by the surveince system of the starship and was swiftly transmitted to the starship¡¯s control room. The adjutant in the control room saw the performance of this team and a slight smile appeared on his face as he said, "Looks like it¡¯s not all trash. This team is still somewhat presentable, especially this mecha ..." The one he was pointing at was precisely the first one to go out into the desert to feel out the conditions, [Self-Defined Destiny]. "That¡¯s why I said that civilian mecha operators may not bepletely worthless," responded themander with a serious expression, "Still, I keep feeling that the remation efforts this time won¡¯t go smoothly ..." The adjutant was taken aback. "Are you saying ..." "I just received a notification from the mainframe saying that not too far from us, there¡¯s something strange with X193. It¡¯s investigating what¡¯s going on right now. Once it has concrete news, it¡¯ll contact us again." Themander¡¯s brow was deeply furrowed. He had been studying all this time to try and figure out a way for them to get close to the base camp of the Swift Dragons, but all his mental efforts had been useless. He could only wait passively for the notification from the mainframe ¡ª this made themander who liked to have everything within his control uneasy; he did not like this feeling of having his actions dictated by someone else. "It looks like the mainframe is very afraid that there will be further issues this time ..." The adjutant¡¯s eyes narrowed as if thinking of something. "So we can only wait passively for the mainframe¡¯s notification now ..." said themander with a sigh. He was feeling increasingly uncertain about his mission. ******** Seven days went by swiftly. Within these seven days, nothing much happened to Ling Lan¡¯s party. As Ling Lan was not here to cultivate the in search of wealth, she did not split her party into smaller exploration teams and spread them out as the other expedition teams did. The nine people of her party broke into three smaller teams and stayed in a triangr formation. All of them moved together within the same district, often checking in with one another. Even if there were some expedition teams who harboured ill intent, when they saw how many members Ling Lan¡¯s party had and how the party was in a triangr formation equally capable of offence or defence, they did not dare to act impulsively. The triangr formation was actually a basic Federation mecha formation ¡ª it was typically formed by three mecha teams at three points of a triangle moving as one. This type of formation allowed any one of theponent mecha teams to be the arrowhead of the entire team; it was one of the mostmonly used formations by the Federation mecha forces. Even so, the luck of Ling Lan¡¯s party was still pretty decent. Although they did not search arge area, they still managed to find some rare metals, as well as some unidentified minerals. They secretly noted all these. They would only need to pass this info on to the registration staff on the starship, and even if it did not yield arge sum in return, the reward would certainly be enough to supply enough power for their mecha for several months. Speaking of which, we should now talk about the usage of power in Mecha World and the various ways to obtain power. An active mecha, even if its user did not log in to operate it, would still have a basic amount of power drain. Thus, every mecha operator would have the daily pressure of collecting power. Power could be obtained bypleting missions or foraging in the wilderness, and it could also be purchased with credits in the power stores of Mecha World. Therefore, if they had not saved up enough power sources, mecha operators who had not logged in for long periods of time may very likely find that their mecha could no longer be activated for use the next time they logged in. Replenishing power which had been lost was even more expensive than stocking up to begin with. Thus, in Mecha World, the average mecha operator would normally only have one active mecha. Those operators who were slightly stronger would at most have one spare reserve mecha, because just one more mecha was beyond the means of the average mecha operator to support. The only exceptions were those people with great ability or those who had an abundance of credits. This was also why many mecha operators would do away with those mecha they had reced, trading them for some power supplies to keep. This was also why when Li Lanfeng had only redeemed another mecha when he was about to advance to intermediate mecha; a normal mecha operator just could not keep all the mecha they had ever redeemed on them. The reason the conditions were so strict was out of fear that the mecha operators would not be able to focus fully on training with the mecha they had in their hands. Mind you, the further things progressed, the finer the distinction of mecha categorisation became. For example, for intermediate mecha, just humanoid mecha alone had 5 types, and by the time it came to advanced mecha, there were 8 types of humanoid mecha. If operators could not concentrate on training with one mecha, even the most prodigious mecha operator would end up mediocre because of this. Thus, Mecha World had no choice but to use material pressure to forcefully eliminate the distraction for the mecha operators, making them calm down and train hard in the control skills for one mecha ... Consequently, in Mecha World, every mecha operator would have headaches over power supplies ¡ª Ling Lan and her party were no exception. They coulde out and do missions for so long all thanks to Lin Zhong-qing, who had done his duty as support logistician to conserve power all this time. However, this would only support them for another half a month at most, so any gains here would be a great boon overall. Just as they were nning to move on to the next district, they received an emergency alert from the military vessel¡¯s control centre. The alert stated that all the mecha operators were expected to rush back to the transport ship within 3 days because the transport ship would be leaving X192 at 12 noon sharp three dayster. As for the reason why, the military vessel¡¯s side simply said that there would be a violent elemental energy turbulence on X192 three dayster. This turbulence may very well destroy any and all mecha still remaining on the at that time. After discussing it over, Ling Lan¡¯s party decided to continue foraging for one more day before rushing back. Although they were only a day¡¯s journey away from the transport ship, Ling Lan did not like to cut things so close ¡ª she liked leaving some room for error in all things. A day¡¯s time passed quickly. After some minor organising of the resources they had gathered and recharging the power of their mecha, they operated their mecha to move towards the transport ship at full speed. But halfway through their journey, an ident urred before their eyes. There was a loud ¡¯BOOM¡¯ ¡ª straight ahead on the path Ling Lan¡¯s party was travelling on, the sound of a violent explosion rang out. This sound was clearly the result of a mecha using a cannon-type firearm. "Razor, lead your team over to take a look." Ling Lan frowned lightly. Using a cannon-type firearm on this was undoubtedly a very dangerous act. The atmosphere already contained hydrogen and chlorine; adding high heat would very easily result in self-destruction. If triggered by a cannon-type firearm, there was a high chance of a chain reaction urring, which could easily endanger the safety of her party if they were unlucky. In order to obtain a clear picture of the situation, Ling Lan instructed Luo Lang¡¯s team, which was currently the arrowhead of their formation, to go check things out. Luo Lang¡¯s small team consisted of Luo Lang, Xie Yi, and Li Shiyu, with Luo Lang as the interim head. Receiving his orders, Luo Lang led Xie Yi and Li Shiyu in a quick sprint forwards. Not long after, Ling Lan and the others received a shared video channel from Luo Lang¡¯s team. It turned out that about 1 kilometre ahead of them, there was a mecha team of 15 people who were currentlyunching a series of violent attacks at a small mecha team of only 5 people. If they guessed correctly, this should be a robbery in progress. This was amon scene duringary remation events ¡ª somerge expedition teams with bad reputations just loved to do such things, because robbing others at this time was much more profitable than foraging for themselves. It looked like that team of five was also the gutsy type, otherwise a fight would not have broken out. Many smaller mecha teams would choose to give up arge portion of their resources when faced with such unbeatable odds, choosing the option of safe return. But this team had not chosen to give in ¡ª despite seeing that they would never be able to survive, they had actually taken the initiative tounch a st cannon 2 . They were obviously trying to kill their opponents in a kamikaze attack, but their luck did not seem to be very good. The firearm had not ignited the elements within the air, so they were now being oppressed and beaten ¡ª it would not be long before they werepletely annihted. Chapter 313: Precious Power Source! Chapter 313: Precious Power Source! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Boss, what should we do? Should we wait or circle around them?" Luo Lang observed the happenings from a distance, making contact with the team at the same time. Ling Lan did not make a decision immediately, instead asking Qi Long, "Combat, what do you think?" The battle maniac Qi Long had long been driven stir-crazy by these past calm and uneventful days. The moment he heard Boss¡¯s question, he quickly replied, "Let¡¯s go straight through. If any among them are blind enough to dare rob us, let¡¯s just end them." These words were said with a great thuggish air, but it was also Qi Long¡¯s true opinion. "I think it is very necessary for us to hone our des 1 beforehand." As his sworn brother, Han Jijyun naturally had to show his utmost support for Qi Long¡¯s stand. Besides, he too felt that going through a battle would allow their team to be closer. After all, they had just added three additional people, so they had to adapt to the new additions¡¯ skills and work on their teamwork. Han Jijyun liked to have everything in hand. [No Mecha Unrepaired] had no opinion on this matter, while Li Lanfeng¡¯s thoughts ran parallel to Han Jijyun¡¯s without any prior discussion. So, Li Lanfeng piped up in support, "Abacus speaks truly. We¡¯re working together as a team for the first time after all. There is indeed a need for a chance for a real battle. If there are any problems, we can then take some time to adjust before we get too deep into the mission. This will also be extremely beneficial to the future of our n." Lin Zhong-qing did not say outright whether he agreed or disagreed ¡ª he only told his boss that he had enough power blocks saved up to support this battle. Indirectly, he was also conveying that he too approved of this fight. Since everyone had the desire to fight, Ling Lan of course would not refuse. Thus, she ordered Luo Lang¡¯s team of three which was a distance away observing to stay put, saying, "Razor, wait till we get there, then we will move together." Ling Lan was afraid Luo Lang would act impulsively ¡ª even though the other side¡¯sbat power was just at the level of a typical civilian expedition team, their numbers were not few. For Luo Lang¡¯s team of only three people to go up against them was still rather dangerous. "Understood, Boss," responded Luo Lang firmly. He took Ling Lan¡¯s orders even more seriously than Qi Long did ¡ª Qi Long might still nod on the surface but disobey secretly, while Luo Lang would never disobey something he had promised his boss. Very soon, Ling Lan had led the rest of the team to Luo Lang¡¯s side. Then, she indicated for everyone to move forwards in their original formation, acting as if they knew nothing as they approached the heart of thebat. But secretly, everyone was already mentally prepared for battle. The moment they found the others¡¯ arrows pointed at them, they would swoop down upon them at lightning speed and destroy the other side. "Leader, there¡¯s a mecha squad iing." A sentry member noticed Luo Lang¡¯s 3-man team, and he quickly reported the sighting to his team leader at the heart of the fight. "How many people?" The team leader, who was currently using firepower to suppress their opponents, could not help but frown and ask. The opposing 5-man team, which was currently being pummelled by them and could only resist futilely, had long been their target. They had discovered them when the other side had managed to collect a rare and precious power source. The team leader knew very well what power sources represented. As long as they could possess this power source and hand it over to the military, they would be filthy rich overnight. Therefore, they had longin in ambush here, nning to kill the other party to snatch this rare and precious power source. Initially, they had thought that by surrounding the other side with 15 people, the other 5 would definitely meekly hand over the power source. Unexpectedly, these five people were all a bunch of tough customers, actually choosing mutual destruction and taking the initiative to use firearms. If not for their bad luck in failing to ignite the hydrogen and chlorine in the air, his team might probably have beenpletely wiped out. But other than the first person among them who had to retreat away from the fight after receiving heavy damage at the start, the other team members had reacted speedily. Now, under their frenzied attacks, they had very quickly finished off three of the five people, and the remaining two people would probably just take them another 2 to 3 minutes to handle ... Who could have expected that, just as they were about to reap the fruits of victory, some unforeseen guests would arrive. This spoiled the mood of this team leader considerably ¡ª he even felt rather vindictive, thinking to just annihte this troublesome mecha squad directly. "It¡¯s a 3-man formation." For some reason, the sentry seemed to have not seen the other six mecha on both nks behind Luo Lang, so he only reported Luo Lang¡¯s team of three. "Hmph, three people? They¡¯re bloody seeking death! How long before they run into us?" With a cold sniff, the team leader decided in his mind to stop these three impudent mecha. Perhaps they would be able to obtain some extra resources from the three. "I reckon there¡¯s still about a minute." The sentry gave a rough estimate based on his gauge of the speed of Luo Lang¡¯s team. "Okay. Don¡¯t stop them. Just let them through just like that ..." instructed the team leader through gritted teeth. He then turned to the attacking team members and ordered, "Everyone, beat them hard. Try your best to finish them off in one minute, our new prey ising." "Yeah!" "Roger that!" "Awesome!" "Watch me ..." Raucous hollers rang out from the teamms; it was clear to see that this was not a bunch of orderly civilised people. Subsequently, they no longer worried about limiting their power use. The cold beam guns in their hands rattled as cold beams poured out in a torrent, raining down in a sheet towards the heads of the surviving two opponents. Out of fear of igniting the elemental energy in the air, they had all chosen weapons using cold beams. This crazy wave of attack gave the remaining two mecha no chance to fight back; they could only turn their beam shields up to the max to try and hold off these attacks. The two of them knew what the final oue awaiting them was ¡ª once their mecha ran out of power, the beam shields would stop working. They would definitely be shredded by those cold beams and die here. The penalty for death in Mecha World was extremely brutal. Restarting not only wiped out the mecha you possessed, but the deduction of points was also astronomical. Lacking points after restarting, many mecha operators were even reduced to bing a lower mecha operator again ... "Big Brother, let me hold them off. Go find those neers quick and ask for help." These two had found out about the impending arrival of an unexpected team of mecha from the alerts of their mecha, so one of the mecha immediately shouted out a suggestion to the other mecha. "They¡¯re surrounding us on all sides. They have no intention at all of letting us run away. Second Brother, even if we die, we must die together, along with the rest of our brothers." said Big Brother with a tortured smile. Then, his face twisted into a scowl as he said, "However, I will not let them win." He rubbed a hand over the rare power source they had found inside his bag, a wild idea rising up in his mind. Big Brother abruptly spat out a mouthful of spit and said fiercely, "Second Brother, take a gamble with me. We must hold out until those people arrive ..." Big Brother¡¯s eyes were shadowed, a sort of savage wildness within them. Right then, the silhouettes of Luo Lang¡¯s team could already be seen. By the time both sides could see each other, the two trapped people were on the brink of running out of power. "Just a little short. Just 10 more seconds would do!" Big Brother yelled shrilly. He was not content to just die here like this. At that moment, Second Brother who had been shielding against the cold beams by his side suddenly opened his mecha¡¯s limbs and hugged Big Brother¡¯s mecha beside him tightly, covering the other¡¯s entire mecha beneath his own. All the cold beams focused on Second Brother¡¯s mecha, and 2 secondster, his flickering beam shield shattered, letting all the beams through to rain on the body of his mecha. "Big Brother, you must avenge us!" Amidst a tragic howl, Second Brother held on for another 10 seconds or so by relying purely on the inherent defence of his mecha¡¯s body. Finally, his mecha too broke down into countless fragments under the bombardment of cold beams. Big Brother¡¯s mecha was finally revealed. At the same time, the beam shield he had deactivated reappeared once more ¡ª he was preparing for his final stand. "Godd*mmit, actually letting him drag things out by 11 seconds." The team leader could not help but swear. Meanwhile, Luo Lang¡¯s team of 3 mecha was about to enter his team¡¯s shooting range in the very next second. "Old Lu, take two teams to deal with those three mecha. It¡¯s fine to just leave me four mecha." The team leader knew he could not dy any longer. If the neers initiated attack, even if they managed to take down the other¡¯s three mecha, they would still suffer losses. And he did not just n to rob these two batches of mecha; he wanted to gain even more. Old Lu had just pulled away two smaller teams of mecha from the main team when the staunchly defending Big Brother suddenly revved his engines. The loud roar of the engines caused everyone¡¯s face to change. And then, Big Brother operated his mecha to leap out, pushing the speed of his mecha to the max, flying swiftly towards Luo Lang¡¯s team. This unexpected scene stunned the team who was trying to rob him. By the time they came to their senses, the other had actually charged out of their barrier circle. "Godd*mmit, take him down!" The team leader bellowed furiously. This behaviour of the other had undoubtedly enraged him; right now, all he wanted was to finish off this detestable mecha before his eyes. The escaping mecha did not activate his beam shield and waste thatst bit of resources he had. He only pushed the engines of his mecha to the max, flying forwards desperately. This type of action was undoubtedly a form of suicide because the heat from the engines could very well ignite the energies in the air. If that happened, the final oue would be the self-destruction of his own mecha, and he would die at the scene. However, in Big Brother¡¯s heart, this kind of death was still much better than dying at the opponent¡¯s hands. Perhaps the Heavens took pity on him ¡ª his engine did not explode all the way through. Still, the cold beam guns chasing behind him had struck his mecha, causing his mecha to be riddled with holes from the shoulder down to his entire right arm. Luckily, these attacks had not struck his cockpit, otherwise he would have already been dead. Still, even so, Big Brother¡¯s mecha had still sessfully gotten close to Luo Lang¡¯s team. "Take this. This is the precious power source we found. Please help us take our revenge," shouted Big Brother loudly through his mecha¡¯s publicms. Using only the left hand of his mecha, he drew out something from his bag and tossed it at Luo Lang with all his might. The item flew like a cannonball towards Luo Lang, who reflexively caught it. Before he could even look at it, cold beams once again struck Big Brother¡¯s mecha from behind. This time, he could not escape ¡ª his cockpit was directly hit. The entire mecha blew apart with a loud boom, bing a pile of scrap metal to fall before Luo Lang, causing Luo Lang¡¯s brow to scrunch up tightly. Chapter 314: Rapport Chapter 314: Rapport Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Leader, no precious power source dropped. Looks like that thing has been transferred to them." One of the mecha had not waited for his leader¡¯s instruction to fly over to the remains of that opponent¡¯s mecha to do a swift check, and he then reported his findings in disappointment. In Mecha World, as long as a mecha and its operator were directly destroyed, all of the precious items, materials, weapons, equipment and so on belonging to Mecha World would definitely drop. Thus, just a quick check would be enough to tell whether or not the item they wanted had still been on the operator when he died. At this news, the team leader became livid. He instantly pointed a beam gun at Luo Lang¡¯s team of three and sneered, "Punk, hand over that thing quickly. Or else we won¡¯t be polite anymore." Without even ncing at the item in his hands, Luo Lang threw it into his mecha¡¯s bag and sneered back in return, "Since it hase into our hands, it won¡¯t be leaving them. I would really like to see how you all n to be rude to us." Since he knew Boss nned to teach the other a lesson anyway, Luo Lang naturally would not show the opponent any face. "You¡¯re really asking for it." The rage in the team leader¡¯s chest burned hotter ¡ª once, twice, these three or four puny kittens actually dared to bare their teeth against his threats. Even as he felt immensely frustrated, he also felt that this was a great loss of face. He decided that he would definitely torment these three arrogant punks before him to death and let them realise that they were not qualified enough to be arrogant just yet! Before he could say ¡¯kill them¡¯, the mecha responsible for sentry duty suddenly yelled out once again, "Leader, two more squads of mecha have appeared. There are six more in total ..." "F*ck!" The team leader could not help but curse internally. Still somewhat rational, he knew his team could not finish off nine mecha in one go without suffering any losses, so he instructed, "Warn those squads that we are fighting here. Tell them to circle around." This was a type of established convention within Mecha World. When two parties were in conflict and did not want any other parties to disturb them, they would arrange for sentry members to go alert uninvolved mecha teams passing by so they would go around them and avoid the area where they were fighting. After giving his instructions to the sentry member, the team leader then ordered all the other team members present, "Attack at full force!" The reason why the team leader would call his team members to attack without worry was that, in his mind, he had already assumed that these six mecha that had just appeared would definitely circle around them. Generally, an uninvolved party would never willingly stick their nose into trouble. However, he could never have expected that these six neer mecha were not uninvolved members at all ... He had barely given themand when, in that instant where his men had yet to pull the triggers in their hands, a long prepared Luo Lang moved one step before they could. He mmed two heavy fists into the ground and followed it up with a strong and powerful sweeping kick. The sand and rocks on the ground were instantly jolted into the air and then sent smashing down like a waterfall on the heads of those 13 mecha. For a moment, the two sidespletely lost sight of each other. Seeing the wall of sand and dirt flying at them, the opponents¡¯ first reflex was to dodge and wait for their vision to clear before attacking. However, they could never have imagined that Luo Lang¡¯s team of three who were clearly the underdogs, being outnumbered, would not choose to escape at this time, instead following up with another attack. The sand and gravel had yet to fully settle when the team leader heard three chilling cries ring out in his party¡¯sms, which were then swiftly followed by the sounds of mecha crashing heavily into the ground. These terrifying cries caused a tendril of fear to rise up within the team members¡¯ hearts. Instead of pushing the attack, they chose instinctively to defend. Their first thought was to first protect themselves well. Finally, the cascading waterfall of sand and dirt settledpletely and everyone could see clearly again. Only at this time did they discover that three of their teammates were already on the ground. Eye-catching crimson fluid was trickling out from the cockpits of those fallen mecha, staining the white sand beneath the mecha red ... Beside them stood those three neer mecha. In each of their hands was a standard high-alloy long sword that came equipped with every mecha. Blood still remained on their des, slowly sliding along the edge of their swords to drip to the ground. Everyone knew what this meant ¡ª those three teammates of theirs were definitely dead. Still off-bnced and frightened, they abruptly heard the other side¡¯s leader 1 sneer and say, "With just this much strength, actually daring to threaten to be impolite to us?" Luo Lang had initially thought that these people must be rather capable for them to dare way others to rob them in broad daylight ¡ª who knew they were actually so worthless? One attack had been enough to throw them into a state of disarray. At these words, the team leader almost bit through his tongue. Right then, he knew that these three were definitely iparable to that 5-man team they had pushed around earlier. He had likely stumbled upon a tough team this time. If he had only known earlier, he would have told the sentry to stop them and asked them to circle around. However, he knew that it was already toote now. He and the other side were already at the point of no return ¡ª one side had to die for the conflict to end. Setting aside the matter of the precious power source he craved in the other¡¯s hands, the three members who had been sacrificed in front of him needed him to stand up for them and avenge them. But before he could give any orders, six beams of light suddenly shot down from above, instantly striking six mecha whose operators did not have any time at all to react. Needless to say, these six mecha exploded simultaneously to be heaps of debris. In just a few seconds¡¯ time, the team leader¡¯s side was down by nine mecha. His initial grand team of thirteen mecha had been reduced to only four mecha in an instant ¡ª he had all but lost the upper hand. The team leader stared off despairingly into the distance, and he soon saw those six mecha he had assumed to have circled around descending like gods from the heavens tond before him. "Why did you all choose to get involved with this mess?" asked the team leader bitterly. He knew what his fate would be, but he just could not figure out why this would happen. Thus, he wanted to ask to find out, otherwise he would not be able to rest in peace. "It¡¯s not that we wanted to intentionally get involved in this messy situation ... we just could not be uninvolved, because you¡¯ve intercepted some of our team members," responded Ling Lan calmly. She had initially thought that the other side would give them some trouble, but things turned out unexpectedly easy. It looked like there was no further hope of training up her troops. "So that¡¯s how it is ..." The team leader finally understood the resulting despair of being overconfident 2 . His luck was truly too terrible, actually stepping on the tail of an extremely strong team. Just as everyone thought the team leader would just give up and surrender, unexpectedly, as his voice trailed off, the remaining four mecha who were still able to fight sprang into motion and began attacking ferociously. It looked like they knew their lives were forfeit, and so decided they might as well push forward without worrying about the consequences and take some of the enemies down with them. The ones they chose to attack were Ling Lan and [No Mecha Unrepaired] because among the nine mecha, the only two intermediate mecha were theirs. In the opponents¡¯ eyes, trying to kill advanced mecha warriors with just the four of them was rather difficult, but killing two intermediate mecha warriors which were lower level than them was still doable. However, they were doomed to be disappointed, because of the two mecha operators they thought were the easiest to handle, one just happened to be Boss Lan. She was the one Qi Long and the others recognised as the strongest ¡ª she was the horrifying boss who could crush them effortlessly even if she was controlling an intermediate mecha. Meanwhile, though the other person was also an intermediate mecha, the pilot was a genius mecha mechanic. The control skills of a mecha mechanic might not be too remarkable, but the mecha he piloted would definitely never be as simple as it appeared on the surface ... Ling Lan gracefully shed from side to side, drawing a swift streak of shadow through the air as she easily dodged these attacks. Meanwhile, [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not even move. He simply raised his mecha¡¯s right arm, and the thick and heavy armour at his elbow suddenly opened up like an umbre, instantly forming arge round shield. The surface of the shield was even emitting an indistinct sheen of light. The cold beams shooting at him were all blocked by the shield, not causing him any bit of trouble. Rather, after receiving these cold beams, that faint sheen on the shield actually intensified, bing gradually more opaque and visible. Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s eyebrows lifted slightly, barely able to conceal her surprise. This shield of [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s was not as simple as it seemed ¡ª as a genius mechanic, [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not waste that talent of his. Ling Lan and [No Mecha Unrepaired] had just dodged these beam attacks on their end when, on the other side, the team leader¡¯s party no longer had a second opportunity to attack. Four mecha were not at all enough to split among the other members of Ling Lan¡¯s team. Almost simultaneously, Qi Long, Luo Lang, Xie Yi, and Li Lanfeng moved ahead of the others and used their respective cold weapons to sh down the remaining four mecha efficiently. Even the strongest on the opponent¡¯s side, the team leader, onlysted one round under Qi Long¡¯s swift and powerful attack. It could only be said that this party which loved to rob others favoured ambushes and group attacks too much; they were extremely weak when it came to individualbat. This made thebat-loving Qi Long feel extremely unsatisfied, and he could not help but grunt peevishly, "F*ck, what trash. It¡¯s really no fun fighting them." "They are rather weak!" Ling Lan agreed with Qi Long¡¯s sentiments, but her eyes were sparkling as she looked in Li Lanfeng¡¯s direction. Their final attack earlier had undoubtedly pleased Ling Lan greatly. "However, we have still achieved one of our objectives. All of your attacks earlier were well-coordinated. Attacking all at once without actually ovepping in target. It¡¯s clear that you all have rather good rapport." A n was most afraid ofcking rapport, especially after the addition of new members. Ling Lan was not surprised by the fact that Qi Long, Luo Lang, and Xie Yi worked together well, but Ling Lan was extremely pleased and satisfied that the leopard had been able to determine who the others were attacking instantly and choose the remaining target. The leopard truly had not let her down. "Not bad, [Self-Defined Destiny]! Next time, let us work together again!" said Qi Long with arge grin. He too had not expected [Self-Defined Destiny] who had just joined to actually work so well with them. This made Qi Long¡¯s impression of [Self-Defined Destiny] rise significantly. Luo Lang nodded in agreement with what Qi Long had said. Meanwhile, Xie Yi, who had initially been in the role of neer himself, had already been sympathetic towards [Self-Defined Destiny] to begin with, not as aloof as Qi Long or Luo Lang towards him. Hearing this, Xie Yi could not help but smile, feeling happy for [Self-Defined Destiny]. "This was just a lucky coincidence. I just hope that we can have such great rapport next time," replied [Self-Defined Destiny] with a smile. Even though he said it was a lucky coincidence, that was not actually true. The reason he had managed to work so well with the other three was because he had already deduced the urate choice to make before he had attacked. Chapter 315: A Nature-Defying Existence! Chapter 315: A Nature-Defying Existence! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Although Li Lanfeng had not joined the rabbit¡¯s team for long, observant as he was, he had already gotten a pretty good understanding of the personalities and positions of the members in the team. In terms of mechabat, [Lingtian Combat] only submitted to the rabbit, and in truth, he was indeed the second seat in regards tobat within the rabbit¡¯s team. Despite being extremely covetous of this position, Li Lanfeng also knew that he could only continue to covet it for the time being. His capabilities might not be any weaker than the other¡¯s, but he just did not hold the same weight 1 as the other. From their conversation, he could tell that these people had grown up beside the rabbit; as ater, he did not have the right to grasp for this position. Li Lanfeng really wanted to stand by his rabbit, but he was not impatient. He would not impulsively offend the team members of the rabbit. He would slowly gather the team members¡¯ acknowledgement bit by bit and climb his way up to finally stand matter-of-factly by his rabbit¡¯s side. He would be the rabbit¡¯s undoubted best partner. Ever since Li Lanfeng had be old enough to think sensibly, he had only wanted to change his fate, but now he had finally found a new goal in life. "Boss, what should we do with these people?" Qi Long and the others looked at the remaining few enemies who were not dead yet but had already lost all will to fight, and then turned their heads to ask Ling Lan. Against these sorts of defenceless enemies, Qi Long found it somewhat difficult to take action. Ling Lan did not answer verbally, simply gesturing with a hand to have them killed without any hesitation, appearing unbelievably cold-blooded and ruthless. They were currently doing a covert mission, so they could not let any news of their real capabilities get out. No one could be certain whether the enemies had activated any recording functions ¡ª only by destroying the others¡¯ mecha and killing them all to let them resurrect at the save point could they eliminate this possibility. In Mecha World, other than the actual death itself being fake (those who are killed by spectre abilities though would truly die without any chance of revival), everything else would be realistic. In other words, if a mecha was destroyed and the operator died, any recordings they made of this battle would be gone. Even if these people went back to rant on the official website, no one would be able to tell which team it was which had killed them. Next time they met, the other would not be able to identify them either, because they were all basically just using standard mecha at the moment ... Qi Long and the others saw Ling Lan¡¯s hand gesture and understood what Ling Lan meant. Without saying anything more, everyone neatly destroyed their opponents¡¯ cockpits and began smashing up the mecha. Of course, this type of destruction could not directly destroy all evidence. Still, Qi Long and the others were not afraid. Once this remation event ended, even if anyone came here again, it would take at least three months. And three months¡¯ time would be enough for these mecha to run out of power. At that time, even if this fight had been recorded and someone really managed to get their hands on the wrecked remains of these mecha, they would not be able to restore the mecha and get the recordings intact. After all this was done, Ling Lan was about to tell them to continue moving when Luo Lang idly nced at the item he had received at the start of the fight and shouted out involuntarily. Everyone halted to look back in surprise at Luo Lang. Although Luo Lang looked sweet and gentle, his heart was extremely strong ¡ª he would never cry out over any small thing. For something to make Luo Lang lose control like this, it must be a great deal. "Boss, take a look at this." Luo Lang ignored everyone else¡¯s gazes, instantly handing over that precious power source in his bag to Ling Lan. Of course, he did not dare to toss it, instead being extremely careful as he passed it over. Ling Lan epted it, took a look, and was instantly stunned speechless. X192 high-zed nuclear power source: a power source exclusive to X192. Overall capacity 10 thermie 2 . Able to sustain activation of mecha below imperial level, and has the ability to self-recharge. Recharge factor: On X192, 10 calories per second. In star space, 8 calories per second. On others, between 2 to 5 calories 3 . This was an absolutely nature-defying awesome item! In awe, Ling Lan changed the privacy settings of the power source in her hands to share its details with the group. As expected, all her team members could not help but exim in shock as well ¡ª right then, everyone finally understood why Luo Lang had lost hisposure like that. Because when everyone saw the item, they too could not help but find their hearts pounding in excitement. It should be known that what a mecha feared most was running out of power. Once their mecha ran out of power, even the strongest operator would be a turtle in a jar waiting to be killed. And not only could this power source before them store such arge reserve of power, it could even automatically replenish itself over time. Even though the recharge rate was only several calories worthpared to its full ocean-like capacity and could pretty much be ignored ... for context, it should be known that the mostmonly used beam saber among Federation mecha only used 1 calorie per second ... Once one equipped this precious power source, one would pretty much have an inexhaustible mecha. Everyone knew what this meant. Among all the mecha in the Federation, only god-ss IN mecha possessed infinite mobility fittings ¡ª this was also why IN mecha had be the strongest god-ss mecha which drove all mecha operators wild. Therefore, Ling Lan believed that once this item made its debut in the world, it would definitely stir up a storm of carnage and blood! Ling Lan sighed softly and pushed down the frenzied cries of Little Four in the mindspace, then asked lightly, "This thing, what do you all want to do with it?" "Boss can just decide what we¡¯ll do." Qi Long was the first to answer. He was indeed very covetous of the item, but he knew it was not fated for him. Using it on an advanced mecha would just be a horrible waste of this precious power source ¡ª even he could not bear to see this pearl fall into dust. Han Jijyun sighed deeply as well and said in a restrained tone, "I think keeping it will be worth more than offering it up for contribution. I believe Boss can definitely be an imperial operator." Han Jijyun had full confidence in Ling Lan and believed that it was just a matter of time. If they gave it up here now, if they wanted to use this type of heaven-defying instrument suitable for imperial mecha in future, they would probably never have the luck to see one again. Hearing these words, Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze brightened and he stated firmly, "I agree with what Abacus says, Rabb ¡ª¡ª First-String can definitely be an imperial operator." In his excitement, he almost called out his forbidden address for Ling Lan. Luckily, he had caught himself in time. Even as Li Lanfeng was secretly rejoicing having escaped a round of beating by the rabbit, his heart was truly filled with confidence in Ling Lan. The conviction in Li Lanfeng¡¯s tone caused everyone around to nce at him. In particr, those who had grown up alongside Ling Lan, Qi Long and gang, found their impression of Li Lanfeng rising exponentially. It could not be helped; they were just like mindless fanatics when it came to Ling Lan. Meeting another mindless fan who idolised their boss just like them, it was exceedingly easy for them to mentally ept the other as someone on their side ... It had to be said that these words of Li Lanfeng perfectly scratched the right spot for the group; this helped him set down a sturdy foundation for him to sessfully be one of the team in future. Only Li Shiyu could not help but purse his lips. What virtues and abilities did this despicable and shameless Boss Lan have to inspire such adoration from these followers?! That even a strange mecha operator in Mecha World was so trusting of him? Li Shiyu felt his three outlooks of this world begin to distort ... till now, Li Shiyu still had not forgiven Ling Lan for her ck-bellied actions in the past. Of course, even if Li Shiyu was somewhat dissatisfied with Ling Lan, he too agreed with Han Jijyun¡¯s and [Self-Defined Destiny]¡¯s suggestion. He too believed that keeping the power source was the smartest option. [No Mecha Unrepaired] was an obsessed mecha modifier to begin with. Seeing such a valuable power source, his heart was already pounding violently out of his control. If there came a day when he could personally modify an imperial mecha, his entire life would have been all worth it. Right then, [No Mecha Unrepaired] did not know yet that his wish would actuallye true in the near future ... Everyone thought that this heaven-defying power source should remain with them. Seeing that everyone was in ord, Ling Lan turned her head to say to Lin Zhong-qing, "Parcel, how much longer can those energy blocks of yours sustain us for?" "Easily 10 days," replied Lin Zhong-qing assertively after checking on the stores within his bag. In reality, if there was not the concern that arge battle could ur to drain their power, their stores couldst them for up to a month without any problems. However, Lin Zhong-qing liked to be conservative in his estimations, unwilling to cut the timing too close. If by any chance anything happenedter, he did not want them to be trapped in a dead end. "Besides, our yield this time is pretty decent. At worst, we can still trade them for up to another 10 days¡¯ worth of power supplies," added Lin Zhong-qing. With this answer, Ling Lan knew there was no longer any need to worry. She tucked the power source into her own mecha¡¯s bag and said, "In that case, I will temporarily take care of this precious power source. If anyone needs it in future, you can ask me for it." "Okay!" Qi Long was the first to yell out exuberantly. Perhaps when he advanced to ace mecha 4 in the future, he could maybe ask Boss to lend him the power source just for the heck of it. This power source would definitely allow an ace mecha to be in an unlimited mobility state; that would allow him to get an indirect taste of the ultimate advantage of a god-ss IN mecha. Just like that, under everybody¡¯s collective decision, this precious power source was retained. Ling Lan¡¯s group of nine no longer tarried, swiftly moving towards the assembly point the military vessel¡¯s control centre had notified them of. By the time Ling Lan and the others arrived at the assembly point, they found that there were already quite a number of mecha which had already returned. Of course, their conditions were not as good as Ling Lan¡¯s team ¡ª many of the mecha had not gained anything noteworthy. Expending so much effort for little to no gain, quite a few mecha were already grumbling at the redemption area that this was a wasted trip on their part. This sudden interruption to their remation process had indeed cut short their time so they were unable to venture further in their search for resources. Mind you, every previous remation event had alwayssted for at least a month. At some truly wild and deserteds which were extraordinarily massive, the event could even be extended for up to three months. Thus, the mecha operators¡¯ints did have some merit. At the redemption point, Ling Lan¡¯s team brought out all of themon material resources and minerals they had found over thesest few days ¡ª perhaps the military would give them somepensation for them. They had initially thought they might only get about 10 days¡¯ worth or maybe half a month¡¯s worth of power supplies in return, but the military actually gave them a month¡¯s worth of power supplies outright. It looked like the military actually felt rather guilty about cutting short the remation event as well, and so had applied some measures topensate the teams that had participated in the remation event. At 12 noon on the 10th day of their arrival on X192, all of the military vessels departed punctually, prepared to leave the gravitational pull of X192 to return to outer space. The mecha hold Ling Lan was in, which had been filled to the brim at the start, was now at least one-third less popted on this return trip. A significant number of mecha operators had not been able to adapt to X192¡¯s environment and had ended up resting forever on X192 as scrap heaps due to errors in their control methods. Of course, many more had been done in by other humans ... quite a number of mecha had encountered the same thing Ling Lan¡¯s team had when trying to return, bing someone else¡¯s prey. Of course, there were also those who managed to transform from prey to hunter, but this would all depend on the individual¡¯s skills. Chapter 316: Magnetic Storm! Chapter 316: Maic Storm! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The process of deorbiting from the went smoothly. When the JMC notification came over the officialms telling them they had officially entered starspace again, all of the mecha operators breathed a sigh of relief. Honestly speaking, they had also been afraid that the energy turbulence of X192 would ur prematurely and turn them into one of the scrap heaps on the. Even if they did not profit from this trip, being able to return with their lives was still good. However, they had not been happy for long when they felt the transport ship¡¯s system begin to disy signs of scrambling. The initially brightly lit illumination system of the transport ship actually began to flicker nonstop. "What the hell is going on? Why are we unable to control the illumination system anymore?" The operations staff in charge of this facility in the transport ship shouted. But before he could report this to the captain, another staff member responsible for a different system also cried out in shock, "Dead-ahead radar has stopped working. Not good, the port side has also stopped responding ..." "The surveince system is unstable. We¡¯ve got some white noise ..." Bad news rang out one after another in the control room. The captain broke out in cold sweat; without daring to dy, he quickly made emergency contact with the fleet¡¯smand ship. Only then did he find out that theirs was not the only transport ship to have these issues ¡ª all of the starships were experiencing these issues. However, they could not find the reason for it right then. Just when everyone was at a loss, someone noticed that the star map of X193 not too far from them was different from usual. A ring of violet haze had actually appeared around the typically dull and grey. This strange phenomenon made everyone take serious notice. After some specialists studied it, they discovered that that ring of violet haze was actually a maic storm, the very mention of which caused the expressions of the people to change, and this maic storm was currently spreading out at an extremely rapid pace. A maic storm was an extremely terrifying phenomenon. Anywhere it descends upon, everything there would be pulverized into dust, not a trace of it left behind. But even more frightening was the fact that this maic storm was unstable, liable to explode at any moment. When that happened, the maic storm would be a maic tsunami, sweeping out in an instant to consume everything in the surrounding spacepletely. Knowing a maic storm had formed over X193, themand ship ordered all the starships to ignore the disturbance to their peripheral systems and just drive forward at full speed to escape from the danger zone of the maic storm. Here and now, at this critical moment, the dual-system navigation of the starships showed their true value. With the malfunction of the auto-piloting system, at this time, the starships¡¯ captains true navigational ability was put to the test. This change in the starship was instantly sensed by Ling Lan within the transport hold. A strong sense of danger rose in her heart. Without even thinking about it, Ling Lan instantly let Little Four connect to the starship¡¯s mainframe and thus found out about the maic storm brewing not too far from them at X193. Although the transport ships drove forwards with all its power, trying to leave the range of the maic storm, the speed of the transport ships was obviously slower than the patrol ships escorting them, not to mention that of themand mainship in the lead. Little Four¡¯s knowledge of maic storms was obviously much deeper than those of the specialists here. He anxiously told Ling Lan that if his calctions were not wrong, the maic storm would erupt half an hourter. This half an hour was not at all enough for the transport ships to escape the danger zone of the resulting maic tsunami. In other words, if Ling Lan and the others waited patiently here in the transport ship, death would be inevitable. ording to Little Four¡¯s analysis, only themand mainship in the lead had any chance of escaping; even the patrol ships which were faster than the transport ships would not be spared ... of course, this all still depended on whether themand mainship would begin flying at full speed from this point on. In themand mainship, themanding officer received a newmand from the mainframe. His expression turned ugly, and there were signs of rage on his brow. Seeing this, his adjutant asked, "General, what has happened?" "The mainframe is asking us to go full speed ahead and ignore the other starships behind us," said themander in a deep voice after taking in a deep breath. "Why?" The adjutant asked in shock. "Because the maic storm will eruptpletely after half an hour. Other than our mainship, the other starships have no chance of escaping," said themander grimly. "Then let us follow orders. Perhaps this is the best oue the mainframe can see." A gleam shed through the adjutant¡¯s eyes but quickly vanished. "But there are several hundred thousand mecha operators in the transport ships. That¡¯s several hundred thousand lives there!" As amander, he could not abandon his own troops. "General, this is Mecha World, and we have a mission toplete. Even if this sacrifice were necessary in reality, we must still harden our hearts and do it," reminded the adjutant. "Ah ... look at me. I hadpletely forgotten," Themander pped his forehead, smiling wryly. Mecha World was truly too realistic, causing him to forget that he was only in a virtual world. Divested of his concerns, themander decisively gave themand to move forward at full speed. It was just as the adjutant had said. No matter what, he had toplete his mission ¡ª even if there were some sacrifices in the process, he could not falter. His only constion was that this was the virtual world, so he would not carry this regret with him for life. "Boss, terrible news! Themand mainship is already moving forwards at full speed. It looks like they have discovered the eruption time of the maic storm." Little Four, who had infiltrated the mainship¡¯sputers, sensed the change in the mainship¡¯s movements and immediately alerted Ling Lan. Ling Lan frowned at his words. She felt that they might have fallen into a scheme of the mainframe. Enraged, she raised the right arm of her mecha and broke the secured seat bindings holding it down. At the same time, she connected to the team¡¯sms and said coldly, "We¡¯ve been had. How despicable." "Boss, what¡¯s going on?" Ling Lan¡¯s words sent a jolt running through the hearts of all her team members, who quickly began asking her to exin. "This remation event was a lure. On themand ship, there are probably some people who have been officially dispatched to investigate the base camp of the Swift Dragons. Meanwhile, the rest of us are just sacrifices to give them a legitimate reason to get close to the base camp." Smiling coldly, Ling Lanid out her hypothesis. Everyone¡¯s face could not help but change after hearing what she had to say. "Our mission ..." As if thinking of something, Han Jijyun¡¯s expression became extremely pained. "It¡¯s like First-String said, that is likely also just an excuse. The mainframe had never put any hopes on us to seed from the very beginning," Li Lanfeng chimed in with a cold chuckle. "We¡¯re just cannon fodder. The mainframe is obviously ying a grand game of chess, and we are all just pawns in its game. The question is whether those people on themand ship are in the same boat." "Who shall be whose pawns is still uncertain." That said, Ling Lan flicked her left arm and broke the bindings on her left arm as well. This sort of unexined vandalism caused all the mecha operators in the same hold to nce askance at her. However, the gazes of some of the extremely bored mecha operators lit up in response. They too followed Ling Lan¡¯s lead and used force to break free from their secured seats. Having been secured in the hold for several days already, they were actually full of resentment inside. Since someone had started it, they were happy to follow suit. Being able to just move around a bit in the transport hold was still pretty good. "A path to survival must be created by one¡¯s own hands. We need to rush over to themand ship before the maic storm blows uppletely," Ling Lan stated her ns. Only by making their way there would they have any chance of survival. Fortunately, a mecha¡¯s short-distance speed exceeded that of the mainship¡¯s. As long as they did not drag it out too long, they would still have a chance of catching up. As for how they would enter the mainship, Ling Lan was not worried about that. Little Four, who had already gained control rights of the mainship, would surreptitiously open theunch ports for mecha for them to slip into the mecha hold ... of course, once they entered, they would certainly be discovered, but Ling Lan had no time to spare to worry about that right now. At Ling Lan¡¯s order, her team members wrenched free of their secured seats without hesitation. Li Shiyu cast a pitying look at the other mecha operators in the hold and sighed, "These people ... dying here is such a shame. Should we alert them?" "If we dy at all, we too might be one of their numbers. When we can¡¯t even save ourselves, don¡¯t bother with useless mercy," Ling Lan chided coldly. She did not have the heart of such a saintly matron; let her first secure the lives of herpanions before anything else was said. Li Shiyu was still rather tender-hearted ¡ª Ling Lan had great admiration for Li Shiyu, truly, because a doctor needed to have this sort of tender heart. However, a dutiful military doctor not only needed to have thispassion, they also needed to be rational and cold-blooded if the situation called for it. They needed to react to the circumstance and be decisive, not hesitant in making their decisions. Ling Lan felt that on this point, Li Shiyu was still not quite there yet. Ling Lan¡¯s words shocked Li Shiyu ¡ª he said nothing more, only quietly sticking to Ling Lan¡¯s side. He had recalled something his instructors had once said to him. A military doctor was not only a doctor, he was also a soldier. His instructor had once criticised him ¡ª on being a doctor, he was doing extremely perfectly, but on being a soldier, he was greatlycking. On the day he finally understood what it meant to be a soldier, then he would truly be a perfect military doctor. At first, he had been extremely perplexed, but Ling Lan¡¯s words just now had triggered some vague insight in him ... "What are you all doing? Breaking the secured seats ... do you not want your lives anymore? The unexpected turbulence from the high-speed flight will cause you all to be injured!" The JMC of the transport ship saw what was happening in the hold and could not help but shout in the publicms. Some of the other mecha who were just nning to forcefully break out of their secured seats as well instantly stopped their struggling at these words. Indeed, so what if they temporarily obtained their freedom? If they hit any turbulence, without the secured seats holding them, they were very likely to be thrown into the air and ricochet around the walls of the hold violently. Even with the protection of their cockpits, that could not guarantee they would be unharmed. They might as well meekly stay in their secured seats to ensure their safety. Thus, those mecha operators still in their secured seats no longer envied those mecha operators moving around freely. Meanwhile, those mecha operators who had already broken free were starting to regret their decision. If they truly encountered some violent turbulence after this, they who had already broken free might really receive heavy concussive damage. If that happened, their loss would outweigh the gains. Only Ling Lan¡¯s group of nine was unrattled. They pushed aside the mecha blocking them to reach the doors of the mecha hold and began thinking how they could swiftly break apart these doors. Chapter 317: Destruction! Chapter 317: Destruction! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Adjust mecha settings for outer space." Ling Lan rapidly changed the settings on her mecha, not forgetting to remind herpanions at the same time. "Yes, Boss!" At this time, everyone knew the situation was urgent so they did not chatter unnecessarily, calmly following Ling Lan¡¯s instructions. Very soon, the team had all set their mecha to outer space mecha mode. Receiving the OK from all her team members, Ling Lan abruptly pulled out Regretless. Behind her, [No Mecha Unrepaired] saw this familiar weapon in Ling Lan¡¯s hands and aplicated surge of emotion rose within his heart. This was the weapon which had almost ended his military academy life, but it was also this weapon which had brought him to this bunch of great friends. Even as he was proud of himself, he was also grateful for the trust [Lingtian First-String] had in him. Ling Lan¡¯s original n was very good ¡ª let Little Four invade the mainframe of this transport ship and open it automatically. But unexpectedly, after the appearance of the maic storm, whether out of panic or another motive, some unknown bastard had actually put the hold doors in lockdown. In other words, it was no longer possible to use the starship¡¯s automatic system to open these doors ¡ª only violence would do. "They want to destroy the hold doors and kill us all." One of those mecha who had broken their secured seats, only to regret it and me Ling Lan¡¯s team for their rashness, saw this action of Ling Lan¡¯s and put old grudges and new rm together. He quickly opened the publicms and yelled out to all the mecha operators present. This cry caused all the eyes of the mecha present to turn to Ling Lan¡¯s party. Seeing that they were indeed nning to destroy the hold doors, the mecha were instantly livid. Right now, the transport ship was travelling swiftly. Breaking the hold doors would undoubtedly disrupt the movement of the transport ship and may even create wild air flow in the hold and threaten the operators¡¯ safety. No one would be willing to see their safety threatened by another. This action of Ling Lan¡¯s undoubtedly raised the ire of the crowd ¡ª all of the mecha that could move turned with furious faces and began gathering around Ling Lan, looking like they were about to rip this intermediate mecha to shreds. "Anyone who dares disturb me, kill without mercy." Ling Lan did not even turn her head, but Little Four had already transmitted everything that was happening in the hold faithfully into her mind. The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips turned up into a subtle cruel smile as she coldly issued this bloody order. For the sake of her team¡¯s survival, she did not care about doing some brutal and inhumane things to these people who wanted to stop her. At this time, the blood-soaked killing intent she had gained through the endless killing simtions within the learning space burst forth. Everyone on her team sensed Ling Lan¡¯s endless killing intent, and the eight of them instinctively lifted the weapons in their hands and directed them at the mecha headed for them. With that, the tension grew between the two sides ¡ª it seemed like a great battle was about tomence. "Who¡¯d have thought that just a handful of advanced mecha would dare to fight against everyone in this hold? How audacious." A cold harrumph rang out from a corner, and then a special-ss mecha could be seen walking out. Qi Long could not help but scoff and then stand out. He was the second strongest on the team ¡ª with Boss focused on destroying the hold doors, this opponent could only fall to him. He did not feel afraid but was instead feeling rather exhrated. He had in fact long wanted to try fighting a round with a special-ss operator, just to see how much distance there was between him and them. Qi Long was not so swelled with confidence that he thought he could defeat a special-ss mecha. He only believed that his boss would definitely seed in breaking down the hold door before he was defeated and save him. It was precisely this sort of trust that allowed Qi Long to stand forward unflinchingly; of course, most of it was because this punk¡¯s desire forbat was zing high again. With a loud boom, the two mecha¡¯s short high-frequency des shed once, and then the two mecha brushed by each other. Surrounded by mecha, in consideration for their own safety, Qi Long and that special-ss mecha showed great restraint and used short swords in close-rangebat. [No Mecha Unrepaired] brought out two guns but did not use them against the mecha operators in the hold. He turned around and said to Ling Lan who was just about to act, "Leader, let me go first." Ling Lan nced at the strangely shaped guns in [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s hands and knew that they must be things created by [No Mecha Unrepaired] himself. A thought sparked and she withdrew several steps, giving way to [No Mecha Unrepaired]. For convenience of travelling, the team had not brought any weapons which could affect their mobility this time, such as heavy cold weapons or heavy cannons. This was also why Ling Lan had no choice but to handle the breaking of the doors personally. But now since [No Mecha Unrepaired] had weapons capable of destroying the hold doors, Ling Lan was happy to take a backseat. Two loud rumbles rang out ¡ª from [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s twin guns,ser cannon shots the size of bowls burst forth to crash heavily into the joints of the hold doors. The entire transport ship actually began to shudder due to the heavy collision. Quite a few mecha operators who had lost their secured seats were thrown to the ground by this abrupt great shudder. At the same time, this shudder had also affected the battle between Qi Long and the special-ss operator. The two of them began to waver on their feet, somewhat unsteady, but as they both had extremely strong sense of bnce and control, they managed to find their footing after just a moment. Still, due to this interlude, the two of them did not continue to fight. They faced one another in an impasse, neither willing to make a move recklessly. [No Mecha Unrepaired] disdainfully cast aside the two guns in his hands. Although this thing packed a decent amount of power, they were one-time use items. These were defects he had created back when he had been bored. As the conditions in the town then had not been sufficient, not possessing enough sturdy materials to create this sort ofser cannon guns, he had created the guns from substitute materials. Thus, this type of iplete one-use weapon had been created. [No Mecha Unrepaired] had not thought much of them, which was why he had thrown them into the recesses of his bag. If not for reorganising his bag before they had gone travelling, he would havepletely forgotten he had ever created such rubbish ... Although the power of theser cannon guns were formidable, the hold doors and its interlocking chain were made from ny-nineyers of the sturdiest high-density steel. Theser cannon guns had only sted off severalyers from its surface ¡ª this bit of damage was nothing to the ny-nine high-density steelyered doors and chain. The mecha operators in the hold had barely let out a sigh of relief when two more of the same guns had appeared in [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s hands once more in the very next second and were made to st at the doors once again. It should be said that [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s shooting skills were pretty good; the spot he hit was not one millimetre off from where his first shot hadnded, once again melting off severalyers of the door. By the time [No Mecha Unrepaired] brought out his fourth pair of guns, the faces of all the mecha operators in the hold changed. Hells, was this intermediate mecha warrior the Doraemon of legend 1 ? Did that bag contain a never-ending armoury of weapons? Frankly, things were not as outrageous as they believed. [No Mecha Unrepaired] had only made ten of these guns in one go back when he was bored. At most, he could only shoot five dual shots and then he would be out of ammo. However, the mecha operators there did not know this. They thought that if they just continued to watch as [No Mecha Unrepaired] continued his destruction, great cmity would befall them. They did not want to die due to the insane actions of these morons here. And so, all the mecha that could move leapt towards the hold doors almost simultaneously, trying to stop [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s violent vandalism. Having been long prepared, Li Lanfeng and the other five free members naturally would not let these mecha pass by their defensive line. Thus, a chaotic melee broke out within the hold. Fortunately, out of fear of the consequences of breaking the transport ship, everyone was using cold weapons. Of course, these mecha did not have many lethal or highly destructive firearms on them to begin with. In the midst of this chaotic battle, Qi Long and the special-ss operator continued to face off, their fight threatening to break out at any second ... The entire transport ship instantly became shaky due to the violent actions of the mecha within its hold. Meanwhile, the nebulous maic storm around X193 was bing increasingly unstable. Little Four, who had been monitoring its condition all this while, began to grow a little anxious because the condition of the maic storm was turning out to be much worse than he had reckoned ... When [No Mecha Unrepaired] was firing his fifth round, he gave notice for Ling Lan to take over. Ling Lan knew then that [No Mecha Unrepaired] must be out ofser cannon guns, but she was still extremely pleased that he had managed to destroy half the thickness of the doors and chain in such a short amount of time. This had undoubtedly saved her a lot of time, and what theycked most right now was time. After [No Mecha Unrepaired] had fired hisst round, Ling Lan stabbed Regretless at the joint of the doors in the very next second. Regretless¡¯ de was extremely sharp; it actually managed to pierce through a little. Just this little bit was enough to light up Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. It looked like the sharpness of Regretless was indeed special. Ling Lan pulled it back out again forcefully and stabbed it forwards powerfully once again. Finally, she felt as if she had pierced through, and she began pushing forwards with all her might. An ear-splitting crack rang out, and all the mecha operators who had been fighting stopped fighting in unnned unison, looking towards Ling Lan with shocked iprehension. Perhaps they had never expected Ling Lan to break the hold doors so rapidly. After this shocked pause, they quickly regained their senses, but just as they were about to leap forwards once more to stop the other, a rion voice rang out in the transport hold ... "If you all want to die, then just continue to stop us," said Li Lanfeng abruptly in a frigid tone. These words made everyone pause once again, stunned. They looked at one another, unsure what to make of these words by the opponent. "You think we¡¯re just fooling around? Who wants to die here? It¡¯s precisely because we don¡¯t want to die that we¡¯re doing this," Li Lanfeng continued to say. Han Jijyun frowned at these words, but his brow smoothed out again very quickly. He turned a deeply contemtive gaze on Li Lanfeng, as if thinking of something. Meanwhile, the others said nothing since Boss Lan was not doing anything to stop Li Lanfeng. Ling Lan did not care whether the truth got out or not ¡ª as long as her destruction was not hindered, [Self-Defined Destiny] could say whatever he wanted. The first to speak up in return was that special-ss operator facing off against Qi Long. Tone cold, he asked, "What¡¯s the meaning of this?" "ording to what we know, a maic storm has formed not too far from us, and our fleet is within the eruption zone of the maic storm." Li Lanfeng decisively announced this news. "What?" "Impossible ..." "You¡¯re bluffing." Li Lanfeng¡¯s words caused the mecha operators present to break out into disbelieving protests. The special-ss operator was undoubtedly a level-headed person, otherwise he would never have been able to advance to be a special-ss operator. It should be known that it was an extremely difficult matter to advance from advanced operator to special-ss operator. After a thoughtful silence, he asked, "How did you all find out?" Chapter 318: Entering the Mainship! Chapter 318: Entering the Mainship! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Because I am a hacker." Li Lanfeng did not hesitate to reveal his other identity to the crowd. Hearing this, Ling Lan¡¯s hands paused for a moment, but she soon continued chopping away determinedly. During this time, she had already destroyed almost half of the joint of the doors now, though Regretless¡¯ condition was also bing extremely bad. Still, Ling Lan could not afford the time to wince and worry about it ¡ª after all, when their lives hung in the bnce, all else was immaterial. "If you all do not believe us, you can ask the control room of this transport ship," suggested Li Lanfeng calmly, seeing that everyone was still sceptical. Quite a few mecha operators stopped moving and began to contact the control room of the transport ship for confirmation. Once they received confirmation, everyone began to panic. While the others weremunicating with the control room, the special-ss operator asked Li Lanfeng, "Even if a maic storm forms, a mecha would not be able to fly out of range based on its own power alone anyway. We might as well stay in the transport ship. It¡¯ll be safer that way." "Sadly, the transport ship¡¯s speed is too slow ..." Li Lanfeng only responded briefly to these words. As if thinking of something, the special-ss operator kept away the high-frequency de in his hands and said to Ling Lan who was still busily destroying the door joint, "I have a special-ss beam gun here. Perhaps that might help." Ling Lan decisively stepped away from the door, signalling for the special-ss operator toe forth. Every second saved would mean an extra measure of safety. The special-ss operator decisively unhooked the special-ss beam gun from his back and aimed for the joint which had already been half destroyed by Ling Lan. He shot a powerful st at it, not at all stingy with the energy of the beam gun. In just a short 10 seconds, he hadpletely unloaded all of the beam gun¡¯s power. At this time, the joint was already quite beaten up. Ling Lan was just about to move forward to resume her destruction when [No Mecha Unrepaired] suddenly said, "Let me try." Ling Lan was taken aback ¡ª this [No Mecha Unrepaired] still had a card up his sleeve? Looks like a mechanical genius truly could not be underestimated. Two missiles suddenly shot out from the head of [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s mecha ¡ª these were the anti-air interference missiles all mecha were equipped with. Their attack power was the worst among all of a mecha¡¯s weapons and equipment, so mecha operators generally very rarely ever thought about using them. These missiles were absolutely one of those things that had little value and yet was kept just in case 1 . It was very unexpected for [No Mecha Unrepaired] to choose to use them and attack. A trace of disappointment was revealed in the special-ss operator¡¯s eyes. Only Ling Lan¡¯s brow lifted, because she had seen very clearly that the missiles fired from [No Mecha Unrepaired]¡¯s head were absolutely not that regr type of interference missile. Despite appearing somewhat simr, Ling Lan¡¯s keen and discerning eyes had nevertheless instantly registered the difference. Sure enough, when the missiles hit the door joint, a tremendous st rang out once more,pletely drowning out the screams of those mecha operators who had already learned the truth. With this violent explosion, the hold doors finally broke apart with a cracking sound. Seeing this, Ling Lan resolutely kicked out a foot to send the hold doors flying. The air within the hold rushed out ¡ª quite a few mecha who were out of their secured seats were sent flying due to the loss of gravity, mming heavily into the roof of the hold. Unprepared, those mecha operators who had been standing near the doors were thrown out of the transport hold entirely, ending up in outer space. Ling Lan¡¯s group of nine had long been prepared. The moment the hold doors opened, they leapt out into space themselves. Witnessing that lovely violet ring of light that was bing increasingly vivid in colour, they knew that that was the maic storm that could reap all life within this area. "Activate all engines to their maximum. Move forwards at your mecha¡¯s fastest speed." Following this order, everyone on the team flew forwards at full speed, overtaking one transport ship after another. "That special-ss operator is following us," Xie Yi, who was bringing up the rear, alerted everyone on the team. "Don¡¯t mind him," Ling Lan said curtly. Seeing [No Mecha Unrepaired] gradually slowing down, she instructed Qi Long, "Combat, remember to help out [No Mecha Unrepaired]." Meanwhile, the others seemed to be doing fine on their own for now. "Little Four, how far away is themand mainship from us?" Ling Lan asked Little Four. Little Four answered, "Moving at full speed like this, we can catch up in 19 minutes and 47 seconds. However, let me remind you, Boss, that the maic storm might erupt prematurely." "What is your earliest estimation for that to happen?" Ling Lan¡¯s brow was deeply furrowed. "It¡¯s very likely to happen in only 18 minutes." Little Four directly revealed histest estimated time to Ling Lan. As this was the virtual world, Little Four was not overly anxious. What bloody rotten luck! Ling Lan could not help but swear when she heard Little Four¡¯s reply. Even though dying within the virtual world did not seem like a big deal ¡ª it would only cause them to drop some level points and at worst they would simply have to start over ¡ª Ling Lan did not want to give up just like that. In her mind, she was treating everything here as if it were real, just as she did with her assignments in the learning space. Only by using this sort of mindset to put pressure on herself could she find that single slim thread of survival in her missions andplete those seemingly impossible missions. One more point ¡ª Ling Lan also did not wish for herpanions to get into the habit of taking death lightly in the virtual world. Once they returned to reality and entered a real battlefield, this kind of mentality might carry over and bring them great disaster. Only by constantly being aware that they only had one life would they be able to maintain their vignce on the battlefield and keep on living well. Ling Lan believed that the reason why Mecha World was constructed so realistically and had such harsh punishments for death was inrge part in hopes that the mecha operators would cherish their lives in Mecha World. In truth, Mecha World had indeed seeded on this point. Unless absolutely unavoidable, no one in the game was willing to give up on their lives easily. This was also one of the reasons why Ling Lan had drawn the ire of the other mecha operators when she had been destroying the hold doors. "Right now, push all of your mecha into overdrive and activate the fastest theoretical speed of your mecha." Ling Lan decisively issued her newest order. Even if their mecha were utterly ruined by this, as long as they lived, all these losses would be worth it. "Yes, Boss!" No one raised any objections. They all carried out the order simultaneously, increasing the speed of their mecha. Meanwhile, Qi Long and Luo Lang did not require Ling Lan to remind them ¡ª one on the right and one on the left, they grabbed [No Mecha Unrepaired]. Revving their engines at the same time, they shot deeper into space like they were flying. Seeing this, Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze shed. He was quietly amazed at the great rapport between the rabbit¡¯s team members. This rapport was something he was incapable of at the moment, but he was not discouraged. One day, he would be able to do this too. Before Ling Lan had given her order, she had asked Little Four to send the flight path to themand mainship to everyone in the team. As long as they were not directionally challenged, they would not fly the wrong way. The special-ss operator following closely behind them saw Ling Lan¡¯s team speed up once more and could not help but curse silently. Without even having to think about it, he too elerated after them. Although Ling Lan¡¯s team had already been moving at full speed before this, for the special-ss mecha, keeping up with them had not pushed him to his limits yet then. But now, he could feel the strain, and there were even times when he was left behind by a significant margin when he could not react in time. He rejoiced internally over the fact that he was a special-ss operator ¡ª if he had still been an advanced mecha warrior, he might have already lost sight of the other side a long time ago. After flying at overcapacity for about 15 minutes, the whole team¡¯s mecha were all disying damage levels between 15% to 20%, but their speed was showing effect ¡ª they could already see the silhouette of themand mainship. The group could not help but be infused with joy. As long as they could get on board themand mainship, they would be out of danger. At the 17th minute, they arrived close to themand mainship. At this time, a mechaunch port on the tail piece of the ship silently opened up. If Ling Lan had not sent over thending point on themand mainship, they would never have discovered it. "[Priceless Kinship], go in first." ording to the team¡¯s flight position, Ling Lan called [Priceless Kinship] who was closer to the front to enter first. There was actually danger involved in being the first to enter, because no one could tell what the situation was like inside. However, when Li Shiyu received Ling Lan¡¯s order, without having to think about it, he instantly controlled his mecha to aim at theunch port and slid in like a cannonball. Sparks flew when both legs of his mecha made contact with the rails of theunch port. Apparently, in order to decelerate, Li Shiyu had used the bottoms of his legs to produce friction. However, they had initially been travelling over their limits so their speed was really just too high ¡ª even by doing so, Li Shiyu¡¯s speed was not decreased by much. Watching helplessly as his mecha was about to m into the second guard door, as if sensing danger, the guard door suddenly sprang apart. Li Shiyu slid in smoothly, and though his own condition was not that optimistic, he still paid attention to the situation behind him. He heard Ling Lan order [Lingtian Parcel] to prepare to jump in next. Very quickly, Li Shiyu had arrived at the third guard door. Just as if their entry was being observed closely, right as he was about to m into the third guard door, it once again sprang open. At this moment, Li Shiyu no longer had any way of keeping track of what was happening behind him. After the third door, they were in fact already in the inner section of the starship, which was where mecha were housed and also where they were prepped forunching. Sure enough, when he had zoomed past the third door, on his mecha¡¯s screen, he saw the bbergasted expressions of the staff members on both sides of theunch rails. Having received no notice about any of this, it was clear to see that the workers were extremely shocked by the sudden appearance of mecha sliding in from the other end of theunch tracks. Very soon, a greatmotion broke out on the scene. Many staff even leapt down from the mecha they were working on to rush over and try to see what was happening. At the end of the tracks was a protective air cushion and many cords of bungee rope to prevent mecha from being damaged. Li Shiyu crashed heavily into them but did not receive much shock from the impact. Without hesitation, Li Shiyu borrowed the rebound force of the bungee ropes to spring out from the cushion and swiftly dashed to an empty space on the right. He had not forgotten that [Lingtian Parcel] was right behind him ¡ª he had no intention of bing the other¡¯s ¡¯meat cushion¡¯ and end up with an internecine oue. At this time, the JMC in charge of themand mainship had connected to the publicms and was asking loudly, "Who are you? Where have youe from?" At the same time, Li Shiyu saw many of the staff members lifting the weapons in their hands, directing them nervously at Li Shiyu. "Not good, there are still more mechaing! Run!" Before Li Shiyu could reply, a horrible screeching noise could be hearding from theunch port. These staff members were quick on the uptake, figuring out that this mecha was not alone in stealing aboard their ship. The staff members knew very well that a mecha sliding through theunch port at high speeds could not be controlled. If they were not careful, it might simply crush them workers to death. To ensure their lives and safety, they had no more mind to bother with Li Shiyu. They all scattered to escape to safer territory. Chapter 319: Secret Weapon! Chapter 319: Secret Weapon! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The next second, Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s mecha also crashed into the air cushion, and he reacted just as quickly as Li Shiyu to shift his mecha to one side because there were still 7panions waiting to enter behind him. As one mecha after another slid into the military vessel, with even [No Mecha Unrepaired] sliding in easily with Qi Long¡¯s assistance, Ling Lan¡¯s worry eased. As long as the military vessel flew for another few minutes, they would escape the danger zone Little Four had calcted. Seeing that her mecha¡¯s power was almost running dry, Ling Lan said to the final person by her side, [Self-Defined Destiny], "Leopard, you go first." Perhaps out of trust in the leopard¡¯s ability, Ling Lan had left [Self-Defined Destiny] forst. [Self-Defined Destiny] answered, "Okay." But before he could control his mecha to descend into the port, that special-ss operator which had tailed them all this way suddenly elerated wildly to overtake them and shoot into theunch port. "That special-ss operator is too godd*mn shameless." Seeing this, Li Lanfeng could not help but curse. Leaving alone the matter of following them here, the other should still have known to be courteous and stay in line. How could he be so shameless as to cut their line? Ling Lan frowned at this. That special-ss operator had unexpectedly snatched the perfect time to cut in ¡ª that was truly a perfect 10-second cut. What a shame, it looked like the leopard would have to wait a while now. Each mecha needed to take a 10-second dy from the previous one before sliding in, otherwise it would be too easy for a collision to ur. If unlucky, the operators involved could be heavily injured and may even die. Although Ling Lan too was extremely annoyed that the other mecha had done such a thing, she could not let the leopard do anything rash. So, Ling Lan said, "Leopard, wait another 10 seconds." The two of them continued flying at high speeds to keep up with the mainship, patiently waiting for the 10 seconds to pass. Seeing that the timing was almost right, Ling Lan was about to speak up to let [Self-Defined Destiny] slide into the port when Little Four suddenly cried out in the mindspace, "Boss, not good! The maic storm is about to blow!" "What?! Didn¡¯t you say it was 18 minutes? There¡¯s still several seconds on the clock!" Ling Lan¡¯s expression changed drastically at these words. She had never considered the possibility that Little Four¡¯s estimations would be off by a few seconds. Before Little Four could respond, a cacophony of the crackling sounds of maic disturbance could be heard within the cockpit. Sure enough, the maic storm had broken out, otherwise they would not have felt such a strong disturbance so far away from the centre of the maic storm. Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng turned their heads together to look, and they saw the deep purple ring-shaped haze in the distance bloom like fireworks. It exploded powerfully, spreading out into its surroundings like a purple sea of flowers, so lovely that it dazzled the eyes. It was hard to believe that such a beautiful scene existed in outer space. However, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng could not appreciate any of its beauty, filled instead with fear. They could see the ces where the purple sea engulfed had be barren ¡ª it was spreading at a rapid pace and had already begun consuming the transport ship which had fallen behind the most. The ship was turned into dust particles in the starry skies, leaving no other trace of its existence. "Rabbit, you go first." Ling Lan had yet to ask the leopard to go first when Li Lanfeng beat her to the punch. He shoved Ling Lan beside him with all his might towards theunch port of the starship. The power levels of their mecha were already at a critical red level ¡ª whether it was the maic tsunamiing from behind them or the power levels of their mecha themselves, neither allowed them to continue flying in space. Li Lanfeng believed that with the rabbit¡¯s control skills, even if the other was unprepared, the other would still be able to safely slide into theunch port. Li Lanfeng only had one thought in his mind at that moment. Even if he met his end here today, he could not let all the rabbit¡¯s previous efforts go to waste. Unprepared, Ling Lan had been sent hurtling towards theunch port of the mainship by Li Lanfeng¡¯s shove, but how agile were Ling Lan¡¯s reflexes? As she descended, she abruptly stretched out a hand and grabbed Li Lanfeng. Then, flipping through the air, she flew to the space above Li Lanfeng and lifted both legs to stomp forcefully on Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha ... This was the rabbit¡¯s ultimate move Li Lanfeng was most familiar with, the stomp technique, which was a refined version of Rabbit Sky Leap. Due to this stomp, Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha flew like a cannonball towards theunch port. He looked at the rabbit using the remaining thread of power he had to fly after his mecha, and his eyes could not help but be damp. Once again he had troubled the rabbit; once again, he was experiencing the pain of being weak. There was a type of despair in Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart. All these years, he had pushed himself desperately, tormenting himself to be stronger ¡ª although a part of it was because he wanted to overturn his fate, he knew that the true reason he wanted to be strong was so that he could one day stand confidently by the rabbit¡¯s side and be the rabbit¡¯s best partner. But now, from the looks of it, this was all just a joke. He was still all too weak ¡ª he still did not have the right to fight alongside the rabbit. The rabbit would probably disdain to even use him as a shield to deflect arrows ... Li Lanfeng hated how useless he was. He could only stare with wide eyes as the rabbit, who was getting further and further away from him, was chased by the purple wave, which kept getting closer and closer. It seemed as if the rabbit would bepletely consumed in the very next second ... Right then, Li Lanfeng¡¯s initially wide teary eyes abruptly grew asrge as dinner tes, his entire expression screaming disbelief. That intermediate mecha of the rabbit had suddenly changed into a beautiful and eye-catching mecha in an instant. Even the mesmerising purple sea of flowers behind it could not conceal the radiance of this mecha. Li Lanfeng was all too familiar with this mecha. It was precisely that imperial mecha that had been giving the rabbit an instructional fight back when he had first recognised the rabbit again. It was the only redeemable imperial mecha among the six models avable in Mecha World ¡ª¡ª ! After switching her mecha, Ling Lan instantly activated all engines on her new mecha. For an intermediate mecha, the distance between her and Li Lanfeng would need 5 to 6 seconds to cover, but for the imperial mecha, just 1 second was enough to bring Ling Lan to Li Lanfeng¡¯s side. Ling Lan grabbed hold of Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha and said exasperatedly, "Bastard leopard, you¡¯ve bloody gotten worse than before. Are you trying tomit suicide?" She had only kicked the leopard ahead of her because she had the secret weapon her dad had passed to her to rely on, but this fellow actually did not understand the pains she had taken to save them both. That self-sacrificing behaviour of his almost infuriated her to death. Smiling, Li Lanfeng was just about to return a quip when he saw the purple flower tide looming above Ling Lan. He quickly shouted out, "Rabbit, be careful!" Ling Lan abruptly turned around and plugged in that precious power source they had obtained on X192 at the same time. The fingers on both hands flew across her mecha controls. Under this type of emergency situation, Ling Lan¡¯s hand speed once again broke through her initial speed limits. It should be said that due to controlling lower mecha, Ling Lan¡¯s hand speed had always maintained its original standards. Despite knowing herself that she had improved over these past few years, due to the constraints of the situation, Ling Lan had not known precisely how much she had improved. And now, on this imperial mecha, Ling Lan¡¯s restrained hand speed was finally fully unleashed. "Pulsing King Shield." Ling Lan chose to use an equipped ability exclusive to imperial mecha even as she shouted, "Leopard, hold on to me tightly!" Ever since Ling Lan had obtained , she had studied some of the special equipment of imperial mecha. Of course, her father Ling Xiao had also given her all of ¡¯s information. Combined with supplementary information from Little Four, it could be said that Ling Lan¡¯s understanding of was no less than those imperial mecha operators piloting . Pulsing King Shield was a powerful defensive equipment. Although it was iparable to the god-ss IN mecha¡¯s Divine Shield series, it was still a top-ss shield among all of the defensive equipment of the Federation. It was a great deal stronger than the typical protective multi-particle beam shields most military vessels were equipped with. Furthermore, the Pulsing King Shield was a defensive shield whose range could be freely modified under a mecha master¡¯s 1 control. Ling Lan not only wanted to protect herself and the leopard, she also wanted to protect herpanions who were already within the hold of the mainship. In reality, if this military vessel was consumed by this maic tsunami, even if Ling Lan possessed an imperial mecha, she would have no way of holding out till she arrived at the Swift Dragon base camp. This was the limitation of mecha ¡ª unable to fly for long distances. In front of the imperial mecha, a beam of white light rose into the sky, instantly forming arge barrier with a radius of several kilometres. Even though the Pulsing King Shield seemed extremelyrge, it could still only cover the tail end of the mainship. This was already the extent of Ling Lan¡¯s control; the scale of the Pulsing King Shield depended primarily on the operator¡¯s level. Ling Lan¡¯s true control skill level was not yet at imperial level; she was currently pushing herself to execute cross-level control. Therefore, some of the special functions of the imperial mecha were beyond her, unable to be performed ¡ª some elements of the Pulsing King Shield fell into this category. Honestly, for Ling Lan to be able to bring out a Pulsing King Shield with such a range was already extremely remarkable. Her control panel was already spattered with droplets of blood. Cross-level operation was not without its consequences. Ling Lan registered none of the tearing pain from her fingers ¡ª there was only one thought in her mind ... and that was that no one in their team could die here under this maic tsunami. A loud ¡¯boom¡¯ rang out as the Pulsing King Shield and the purple wave collided heavily. With a jerk, Ling Lan could not stop herself from spewing out a mouthful of blood, and the initially radiant Pulsing King Shield dimmed. Ling Lan bit down on her lips, using the intense pain to keep herself from fainting. She knew that every additional second she kept the Pulsing King Shield up for meant an additional guarantee for the lives of herpanions. At the moment Ling Lan had brought out the Pulsing King Shield, Li Lanfeng had obeyed Ling Lan¡¯s instruction to hold on tightly to Ling Lan¡¯s mecha. When the Pulsing King Shield and the maic tsunami collided forcefully, their two mecha had been swept back by the fearsome power of the maic tsunami to hurtle towards the tail end of the mainship. At that moment, Li Lanfeng was extremely calm. He only continued to keep a steady hold on his rabbit. Even if he would die like this with his rabbit in this maic tsunami, he still would not let go of his rabbit. Yes, he had already let go once on the friendship between him and the rabbit, so this time he would absolutely never let go again ... "Bang bang bang ..." Their mecha crashed right into the tail end of the mainship. As the primary point of the crash, Li Lanfeng spewed out a mouthful of blood right after the first collision. The violent crash had caused him to be severely injured, but still he clung tightly to the rabbit before him, tenaciously using his mecha as the rabbit¡¯s ¡¯meat cushion¡¯. The maic tsunami still came into contact with the tail end of themand mainship in the end, and the tail of the mainship began to emit violent sounds of explosion. Under the horrific power of the maic tsunami, even though Ling Lan had used all her strength in the Pulsing King Shield to counteract the force of the maic tsunami, it had still not been enough to prevent the ultimate fate of the mainship. The tail of the mainship was unable to escape wholly unscathed; over one-fourth of the ship was torn to pieces by the maic tsunami ... Chapter 320: Awakening! Chapter 320: Awakening! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After who knows how long, Ling Lan muzzily woke up and was greeted to the sight of dim darkness. Ling Lan could not help but be taken aback ¡ª if not for the fact that she could feel the seatbelt strapping her in, Ling Lan might have thought that she was no longer in the cockpit of her mecha. Mind you, as long as there was someone in it, the cockpit of a mecha would always maintain a certain level of illumination unless something was wrong with the mecha; only then would this kind of situation ur. Ling Lan had just thought to move when she found her entire body beginning to ache terribly. With that, she knew that she had already been determined to be in a severely injured state by the mainframe of Mecha World. It made sense when she thought about it. Going up against a maic tsunami which was capable of swallowing everything in its path, being able to live was already a great blessing. Of course, this oue was also thanks to the impressive performance of the imperial mecha¡¯s defensive equipment. Forcefully suppressing the pain, Ling Lan reached out to press the activation button of the mecha based on memory. The resulting ¡¯beep¡¯ made Ling Lan¡¯s heart ease. This sound was like music from the heavens, for it meant that her mecha could still be used normally. Very soon, her screen had lit up, and she entered the mecha piloting system. At the same time, the cockpit became bright again, everything in perfect order. Apparently, the mecha had just entered standby mode because no one was piloting it to save energy. The moment the activation button was pressed, it had started up again instantly. Ling Lan did not concern herself with the situation outside. The first thing she did was to take out a tube of healing agent and p it onto her body. Only then did she feel her condition improving. This was the virtual world, so recovering was as simple and speedy as that. If this were the real world, based on the extent of Ling Lan¡¯s injuries, recovery would not be as simple. After sorting out her own body, only then did Ling Lan have any mind to spare to investigate her surroundings. She found that the surroundings of her mecha were just as dark as the inside of her cockpit before. She decisively turned on the external lights of the mecha. With that, she found that her mecha was currently floating in mid-air, and there were countless metallic scraps bobbing around her. Seeing this, Ling Lan was quite baffled. Where in the world was she? Thest thing she could remember was using the imperial mecha to block the maic tsunami and finally falling to crash into the mainship before falling unconscious. Could it be that the mainship had not escaped disaster in the end and had be debris in space? But if they were truly in outer space, it still would not be this dark! In endless space, there was actually a certain amount of light. This sort of pitch darkness would not happen, so Ling Lan decisively threw out this possibility. Just as Ling Lan was pondering this mystery, a voice choked with tears suddenly rang out in her mindspace, "Boss, you¡¯ve finally woken up! Boo hoo hoo, that¡¯s really great!" "Little Four ..." Ling Lan¡¯s forehead twitched involuntarily. She had only been unconscious and not about to die ¡ª now what reason was there for this behaviour of Little Four¡¯s? As if sensing Boss¡¯s displeasure, Little Four sniffled and said, "Boss, you¡¯ve already been unconscious for a whole night. No one was paying any attention to me. I was so scared!" For that night, it was like Little Four had been shut into an enclosed little ck room. The soundless world had almost driven him insane ¡ª it had reminded him of his time in Ling Lan¡¯s previous world. He had constantly been alone by himself waiting for Ling Lan to notice him, but unfortunately Ling Lan had only heard his voice right at the very end of her life there, making him wait for a whole 21 years. Little Four was afraid that things had returned to how it was before. Having gotten used to acting spoilt and fooling around with Ling Lan, Little Four could no longer bear to experience that loneliness of before. He believed that if something had truly happened to Ling Lan, his processing chip would certainly choose to self-destruct. "Don¡¯t be scared. Haven¡¯t I woken up now? You need to have faith in me, your boss!" Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s heart softened. Inside the mindspace, she lightly petted the emotionally wounded Little Four,forting him to ease his fears. "Yup yup yup, Boss is the bestest!" Little Four¡¯s tears had yet to dry and he was already smiling again. That appearance of his was simultaneously adorable and pitiful. At the sight, Ling Lan could not help but fall silent. She suddenly realised that Little Four was not an omnipotent intelligence entity. He was just like a real living person with his own emotions ¡ª joy, anger, sadness, likes and dislikes, and things that made him sad or afraid ... Ling Lan silently caressed Little Four for a while, finally getting him to calm down. After that, she tried to pilot her mecha to investigate the surrounding environment but found that her mecha was tied down by something. Ling Lan zoomed in on the image of where she was tied down, and only then did she discover that she was being held down by the tight embrace of the leopard¡¯s mecha. It was clear to see that the leopard had not eased up on his grip at all. Seeing the leopard¡¯s mecha currentlypletely still and silent, Ling Lan¡¯s heart stuttered and she shouted frantically, "Leopard, leopard ..." "He¡¯s fine, just unconscious." Having calmed down, Little Four saw Ling Lan¡¯s anxious demeanour and so told her about the other¡¯s condition. Ling Lan thought back to when the two of them had been thrown at the military vessel by the maic storm at the end ¡ª the force of their impact had been fully borne by the leopard ¡ª and she could not help but feel guilty. "He is only so terribly injured because he was protecting me ..." "If you hadn¡¯t blocked the maic tsunami before that, he would not have just ended up terribly injured butpletely destroyed. He should instead be grateful to you," responded Little Four, baffled at Ling Lan¡¯s reaction. In Little Four¡¯s eyes, [Self-Defined Destiny] ying the role as a cushion was the requisite cost for his survival. Why would Boss feel guilty and even feel grateful towards the other? Little Four¡¯s words rendered Ling Lan speechless. She did not know how to exin to Little Four that his perspective was not quite right ... knowing that Little Four was someone who only looked at pure cold logic, Ling Lan wisely did not continue discussing the issue. Instead, she connected to [Self-Defined Destiny]¡¯sms channel and began calling out to the leopard again and again. Ling Lan was well aware that she needed to wake the leopard up as quickly as possible, or else the other might die from his injuries due to not applying treatment in time. Perhaps her cries were effective, for not too longter, Ling Lan heard a slight groaning through thems. Ling Lan was overjoyed and quickly shouted loudly, "Leopard, leopard, are you alright?" "Cough cough, I¡¯m fine. Rabbit, it¡¯s fine as long as you¡¯re fine," the leopard finally replied. His voice sounded very weak ¡ª it looked like his injuries were extremely severe, probably even heavier than Ling Lan¡¯s had been. It made sense. Even though Ling Lan had received heavy damage when blocking the maic tsunami, she had been using an imperial mecha. The protection afforded to a mecha operator by an imperial mecha just could not be matched by an advanced mecha. In just a few moments, the leopard¡¯s voice began sounding more spirited. He too seemed to have picked up on the surrounding situation, and he asked Ling Lan, "Where are we right now?" "I¡¯m not sure either," said Ling Lan with a wry smile as she looked out at the pitch-ck space they were floating in. "I only know that we were hit into the inside of the mainship at the end. Who knows if we¡¯re still inside it now ..." said Li Lanfeng after briefly rallying his spirits. His words had barely faded when a corpse floated by the front of their mecha. It was dressed in the uniform of a mecha support staff of the mainship ¡ª they could clearly see the insignia pinned on his shoulder. It looked like they were indeed still inside the mainship. However, this also proved that this military vessel had already been pretty thoroughly broken. Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s heart sank. If the military vessel had truly beenpletely destroyed, just based on their mecha alone, it was impossible to fly to the base camp of the Swift Dragons. Could it be that after striving for so long, she would still end up with the oue of failing the mission with all of herpanions dead? "It¡¯s alright. Although themand mainship¡¯s condition is really terrible, its basic mobility is not broken. It is still in motion." Little Four could sense Ling Lan¡¯s worries and quickly rushed to reassure her, "However, Boss, you are now in the tail end of the ship which was utterly destroyed. They have already sealed off the doors of the airlock on this end, which is why this area is in this anti-gravity state." "Then, do you know the situation with Qi Long and the others?" Ling Lan began to worry about her otherpanions who had entered first. "I¡¯m not very sure. Everything in the tail end has been destroyed, so I also have no way of using the mainship¡¯s surveince system to find them," said Little Four regretfully. "Since we¡¯re fine, I believe they¡¯ll be fine too." Ling Lan still had a lot of faith in herpanions. In fact, that explosion at the tail end of the ship in those final moments was a death blow to those support staff members without the protection of mecha. They were basically all wiped out in that final explosion ¡ª the only ones who could survive were the mecha operators protected by the defensive power of their mecha. "Rabbit, I seem to feel like our position is shifting. Maybe that maic tsunami did not cause fatal damage to the mainship." Li Lanfeng seemed to have sensed something of the situation, and he quicklymunicated his findings to Ling Lan. "Yes. Let¡¯s figure out the situation first then find Combat and the others. After that we can arrange our next n of action." Ling Lan instantly made her decision. They would first look for their team members in this heap of ruins. The two of them operated their mecha to weave among the debris. Countless corpses floated by them ¡ª it looked like all these staff without any protective measures had been sacrificed during that maic tsunami. Despite knowing that all these staff members were just NPCs, Ling Lan could not help but have a heavy heart in the face of all this death. Still, Ling Lan very quickly rallied her spirits. She began to think about how this was perhaps even more advantageous for her team because everyone who knew they had stolen aboard the ship was now dead. Perhaps they could change their identities and stealthily infiltrate the ship as official mecha troops of the mainship. After a round of searching, they found no sign of Qi Long and the others. Ling Lan would rather guess that they had already entered the safe areas of the military vessel. What was more surprising to them was that when they happened to touch some standard Federation advanced mecha which were still functionally intact overall floating through the air, the system actually prompted them with a pop-up notification asking them whether they wanted to retrieve the mecha. This meant that these intact mecha could be freely taken by yers. Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng naturally would not let such an advantage pass by. It should be known it would require an extremely high amount of points at the redemption centre to redeem these mecha. Moreover, Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha was already running on empty ¡ª obtaining an advanced mecha with abundant power right now was undoubtedly a stroke of timely luck 1 for Li Lanfeng. Mind you, once one¡¯s mecha¡¯s power ran out, not only would the mecha be unable to move, the oxygen levels in the mecha¡¯s cockpit would not be able to be sustained for long either. The two of them chose two of the mecha in the best condition to keep in their inventories. It wasn¡¯t that they did not want to collect even more, but they would not be able to support the mecha even if they took more. Within a yer¡¯s inventory, each mecha would exhaust a set amount of power calories every hour. If a mecha was left unused in an inventory for a long time, it would still be a powerless empty shell of a mecha in the end. After that, it would merely be dead weight in a yer¡¯s inventory and increase a yer¡¯s fatigue level. This was also one of the methods Mecha World employed to prevent yers from umting too many mecha so that the yers would not end up unable to focus on training properly with one mecha. Chapter 321: Comradery? Chapter 321: Comradery? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Looking at the standard military-use advanced mecha they had obtained, the vague idea swirling in Ling Lan¡¯s mind abruptly came into focus. She quickly contacted Leopard andmunicated her idea to him. The moment Li Lanfeng heard her idea, his gaze lit up. He felt that it was an excellent n. Even as he signalled his agreement, he could not help but be secretly proud. See, this was his friend. What a bright and intelligent rabbit! The two of them instantly changed their mecha into the standard advanced mecha they had obtained from the ship. Only then did they operate their mecha to move to the airlock¡¯s doors and make preparations to sneak inside the mainship proper ... Just as Ling Lan was about to instruct Little Four to observe the surroundings near the doors of the airlock, to see whether there was anyone out and about, they suddenly sensed the travel speed of the military vessel slowing down. They could also hear the faint sounds of rms ring from the mainship proper. "What¡¯s going on, Little Four?" Ling Lan quickly turned to ask Little Four in the mindspace. Right now, Ling Lan was like a blind person ¡ª she was solely reliant on Little Four to obtain information on the outside world. Little Four answered immediately, "Boss, the radar has picked up the appearance of an unidentified flying object about 10 kilometres ahead of themand mainship. The entire ship is now in emergency mode. It isn¡¯t suitable for us to act at this time." Having heard what Little Four had to say, Ling Lan settled down to wait for a while. Meanwhile, Li Lanfeng too had figured out that something seemed to be happening inside the ship, so when Ling Lan suggested they wait, he was in full agreement, curious to see what exactly was happening ... ******** At the distant base of the Swift Dragons, right after the eruption of the maic tsunami, an urgent notification came, requesting the Swift Dragon fleet to send a search and rescue team immediately to the surrounding districts of X192 to help the surviving soldiers and adventurers. In one of the rooms in themand centre at the Swift Dragon base, a man shrouded in shadows sat on a sofa. In a hoarse voice which sounded grating to the ears, he said to another man equally obscured by shadows, "D9, do you think this notification is fishy?" "D1, on the surface, this notification is exceedingly normal. Whenever an incident with great casualties ur, the mecha mainframe will definitely inform the closest fleet to send assistance. As far as I know, the maic tsunami of X191 is a natural phenomenon ..." Any natural disasters that happened in Mecha World was actually a realistic copy of natural disasters in the real world. In reality, on the fringes of the Chinese Federation in the real world, there had indeed been an eruption of a maic tsunami on one of thes. It was just that it had not been as violent and destructive as the one in Mecha World. At this point of the conversation, D9 paused, then continued in a dark tone, "That remation fleet should also be carrying out their mission right about now ..." "What you¡¯re saying is, it won¡¯t be a big problem?" Within the shadows where expressions could not be seen clearly, D1 asked in return with his usual emotionless voice. "Not quite. It¡¯s precisely because there¡¯s no problem at all that it is problematic ..." A mocking smirk appeared on D9¡¯s lips. "We¡¯re infiltrators. We cannot let down our guard. No one can tell whether the mecha mainframe has discovered something." "Then, pretend we did not receive the notification?" D1 followed up with this question. "Of course that won¡¯t work. At the very least we must act normal and send a search and rescue team over, otherwise the mecha mainframe will definitely be suspicious. We still need a little time before Project T can bepleted," refuted D9 directly, "The maic tsunami was so strong ... ording to the information we received, that remation fleet basically had no way of surviving ... Even if there are any lucky survivors, having them be under our guard will be more reassuring for us." That said, D9 added proudly, "The Swift Dragon base is already fully under our control. No one can carry off any petty tricks under our watch. If the mecha mainframe really tries anything and sends some people over, we will definitely discover them at soonest notice." "In that case, let¡¯s send a search and rescue team! I too do not want there to be any disruptions before Project T ispleted." In response to D9¡¯s words, D1 gave this order. On that very day, a patrol ship departed from the Swift Dragon base towards X192. Half a day and one nightter, when there was still two-fifths of the journey left toary sector X192, the ship encountered the sole remainingmand ship from the remation fleet. Themand mainship no longer had any strength to fight, so they instantly sent out a questioning signal through the publicms. The other side did not dy in responding with their identity. When the mainship found that the other ship was a rescue team from the Swift Dragon base, all of the surviving mecha operators and staff members could not stop from tearing up. Over this past half a day and one night, their minds had constantly tormented by worry ¡ª they did not know just how much longer the battered mainship they were on could hold out for, and none of them wished to end up as debris in outer space like the other ships had. Themander of the mainship and his adjutant looked at one another, their gazes aplicated mix of excitement and nervousness, and also a sort of stoicism. Still, very quickly, both their expressions turned as joyful as the other NPC soldiers below them. However, the adjutant was still young after all. His hand could not help but clench in nervousness ¡ª entering the Swift Dragon base meant their mission was about to officially begin. As the mainship really had no way of guaranteeing anyone¡¯s safety, after making contact with the base, the Swift Dragon fleet¡¯s rescue team began moving the people on the mainship to their military vessel. Meanwhile, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng took the chance while everyone¡¯s attention was drawn to the moving process to let Little Four silently open the airlock doors and snuck into the mainship. Using the route indicators Little Four gave, they very quickly arrived at the central mecha hall. Right then, the attention of everyone in the hall was gathered on the twounch ports in the hall. The surviving 50 to 60 mecha operators were currently lining up to exit from those two ports and move to the rescue ship. Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng quietly sauntered up to join one of the lines. The mecha operator who was originally thest in that line was startled by the sudden appearance of two new mecha and turned to give them a curious look. He was not suspicious, however ¡ª after all, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng were currently operating the standard advanced mecha exclusive to this mainship (the identifying logo of the ship the mecha belonged to was disyed on the mecha¡¯s chests). At most, he was only wondering why these two had been so slow. Still, this was their own personal business, so the mecha operator did not pay much mind to it. Seeing that this mecha operator was only looking at them but not asking any questions, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng breathed out a great silent sigh of relief. They knew their n to infiltrate had seeded. Very soon, they had been ejected from the mainship and were flying towards one of theunch ports of the Swift Dragon¡¯s patrol ship. Once they had safelynded in the other ship¡¯s mecha hall, under the instructions of the staff member there, they operated their mecha adeptly to enter the secured seat arranged for them. After that, they chose to remain in their mecha, silent, making no move to leave their mecha. The mecha operators of the Swift Dragon ship did not think much about the sight, because many of the mecha operators who had been transferred over were doing the exact same thing. The experience of escaping with their lives had tired out these mecha operators, and now they were safe, their high-strung emotions eased. Thus, after entering their secured seats, many of the mecha operators had instantly fallen asleep. Only a few mecha operators with bolder nerves had the mood to climb out of their mecha to interact with the staff members or mecha operators of the Swift Dragon ship. Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng both just seemed like another member of the sleeping group, so the staff of the Swift Dragon ship considerately left them alone. In truth, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng were actually having an intense conversation within their mecha. Initially, with Ling Lan¡¯s and Li Lanfeng¡¯s change in mecha, their original teamms had be unusable. But who was Little Four? He had instantly helped Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng to secretly establish a privatems channel for just the two of them. "Who knows if Combat and the others have also gotten aboard this ship? Would they also be here in this mecha hall?" Li Lanfeng swept one look around at the mecha which all looked the same and could not help but shake his head. He really had no way of finding the other members of their team from all these simr-looking mecha. "As long as they still live, we¡¯ll find them. There is no need to worry." On the other hand, Ling Lan was extremelyposed. She had great trust in Qi Long and the others. Having participated in an expedition team before, this kind of trivial matter would not trouble them too much. Besides, this was also a test for them ¡ª without her full protection, could they survive based on their own capabilities? ******** Right then, in another mecha hall of the Swift Dragon ship, Xie Yi had already struck up a good rtionship with the staff members. All smiles, he rejoined his teammates and shared what news he had learned with them. Qi Long and the other six had not remained in their mecha, because they were currently dressed in the exact same piloting suit as the Federation NPC soldiers and not their own individualistic clothes. Fortunately enough, when the maic tsunami had caught up to the tail of the mainship and the explosion had broken out, with great teamwork and rapport, Qi Long and Luo Lang had grabbed hold of the special-ss mecha who had abruptly rushed in and put him right in front of their team to be their shield. The other had taken the majority of the force from the maic tsunami, allowing them to safely tide over this crisis. (Of course, Qi Long and the others did not know that the reason they managed to survive was also because Ling Lan had blocked off arge portion of the maic tsunami on the outside, otherwise just one special-ss mecha alone would not have been able to keep all of them alive ...) Of course, the end of the special-ss mecha was most tragic. He had been instantly destroyed by the force of the maic tsunami. This was still the result of the other not reacting in time, activating his defensive measures half a secondte. It was this half-second dy that had caused the mecha operator inside the special-ss mecha to be unable to endure the force of the maic tsunami, hence dying instantly. The ruthlessness of Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s decisive action caused the two new members, [No Mecha Unrepaired] and Li Shiyu, to quiver involuntarily in their hearts. In particr, Li Shiyu finally realised that this team he had joined not only had a shameless and ck-bellied team leader, even the team members were not very nice people ... if he had been in their shoes, he would never have been able to use an innocent person as a shield ... Still, Li Shiyu¡¯s rational mind acknowledged the fact that Qi Long and Luo Lang¡¯s decision had been correct, because their choice had allowed everyone in their team to survive. Li Shiyu did not forget that even as they had grabbed hold of the special-ss mecha, Qi Long had pushed him and [No Mecha Unrepaired] to the back of the pack, while the other three members had worked seamlessly with Qi Long and Luo Lang to shield the two of them. In other words, only after the five of them were dead would he and [No Mecha Unrepaired] have met any danger. After the fact, Li Shiyu¡¯s emotions were extremelyplicated. He was stunned and confused but also ashamed and guilty for the special-ss mecha, yet overall, he was mostly moved. At that moment, he really just could not berate Qi Long and Luo Lang for their ruthless decision ... perhaps this was whatradery meant! Li Shiyu¡¯s heart throbbed powerfully, and he found that he rather liked the feeling. Chapter 322: Anxiety! Chapter 322: Anxiety! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr For these reasons, Qi Long and the other six managed to survive. Even if they had been afraid, they had been thrown by the explosion right into the middle-back part of the mainship. Of course, they had been severely injured in the process. Here, the benefits of having Li Shiyu had to be mentioned ¡ª he had instantly brought out the special medical agents he had developed. Their wounds which would normally have needed one or two days to recover were all mostly healed after several minutes. Initially, Qi Long and the others had considered going to the tail-most end to look for Boss Ling Lan and [Self-Defined Destiny], but the remnant force of the maic storm and the low power of their mecha made it impossible for them to get close to the tail. Just as they were feeling helpless, [No Mecha Unrepaired] discovered a secret. The pilotless mecha around them could be imed by yers as long as the damage levels of the mecha did not exceed 40%. After discovering this secret, Qi Long¡¯s group of seven was both surprised and pleased. This discovery meant that they would be able to find a way to go to the tail end of the mainship to find Boss Lan. They looked around and found that there were ten or so mecha they could collect. Those mecha had not been damaged too badly by the maic turbulence. The seven of them picked the best seven mecha and changed into them. Then just as they were about to go to the tail, they heard a mecha operator who hade to check on the situation appear in the middle-back area of the starship. The maic tsunami had caused significant damage to the entire mainship. Not only were all of the staff members in the tail end dead, even some of the defenceless staff members and mecha operators outside of their mecha in the central areas of the ship had been killed by the explosive force of therge explosion. It could be said that the casualties were high. Although the control centre of the mainship believed that there were basically no survivors in the tail end, they still sent a small mecha squad to go investigate. When Qi Long¡¯s group had first sensed the appearance of the mecha squad, their first reflex was to hide. However, Han Jijyun had an idea ¡ª he instructed the team to go up and greet the mecha squad. Sure enough, when the mecha squad saw them, the other side was not at all suspicious. Instead, they almost cried out in relief and excitement. They had initially thought that the all theirrades in the tail end had died. They really did not expect to find any survivors ... this made them so ecstatic that they had no mind at all to bother asking for the survivors¡¯ team numbers or any other personal information. Just like that, Qi Long and the others were taken into the safe area of the mainship. When the staff there discovered that they were heavily bruised and injured, they were settled into healing pods for the night. Frankly, there was a fatal w in Qi Long¡¯s team¡¯s cover story. Their mecha control suits were not the formal military-use control suits. Instead, they were using civilian control suits that Mecha World had produced in the fashion of those military suits, so their suits were still somewhat different from the official mecha suits used by soldiers. However, they were very clever ¡ª they tore up the most questionable spots on their control suits. Qi Long in particr had almost overdone it to the extent that he was almost naked. At the same time, they were also ruthless enough to hurt themselves on purpose, staining whatever remained of their own control suits red. Their bleeding wounds caused the rescuers to pay no attention to their control suits, cing all their attention on the group¡¯s injuries. This allowed the group to safely ovee this most difficult hurdle. After a night of rest, they put on the military uniforms that had been specially brought over for them. As the living quarters of the soldiers had been at the tail end and so had also been blown up, all of their clothes and daily necessities were sure to be gone as well. The support staff of the mainship naturally had to think for their sakes. Not only did the staff provide them with military uniforms, they were also each given a standard official military-use mecha control suit. This made Qi Long and the othersugh silently to themselves, d that they were finally safe. Of course, there was one other reason why the mainship rescue logistics team was so quick to believe that they were mecha operators of the ship itself. The ship¡¯s JMC and the other staff members of the ship who were familiar with the operations of the tail end had all been killed in the explosion, every single one of them. This had contributed to the ease with which Qi Long¡¯s group of seven had infiltrated the mainship. The staff members instinctively believed that any mecha operators who were piloting mecha of their mainship must of course be one of their own. They truly did not believe that someone could sneak in without a trace. Therefore, no one doubted the origins of Qi Long¡¯s group. They were all just sincerely d that theirrades in the tail end had not beenpletely wiped out. The fact that there were survivors was afort to them as well. There was one more reason they had processed Qi Long and the others so hastily. The staff did not dare to meet the pleading and questioning eyes of Qi Long¡¯s team. After the rescue team had found Qi Long¡¯s group of seven, they had discovered that the air of the mainship was surging out at a dangerous rate. The mainship did not have enough power left to maintain the atmospheric bnce of the air within the ship. In order to ensure the safety of the people in the middle and front sections of the ship, themander had no choice but to stop the search and rescue efforts and close the airlock gate in the back half of the ship to prevent the air from continuing to leak out. Although Qi Long¡¯s group of seven had pleaded repeatedly for the search and rescue efforts to continue, insisting that there must still be other mecha operators alive in the tail end, the staff still did not manage to enter the tail end again in the end. Time waits for no man ¡ª they needed to do their duty by the remaining people. Thus, the airlock gates had to be sealed once more and the search and rescue efforts concluded prematurely. The hopeful expressions on the faces of Qi Long¡¯s team had made the search and rescue soldiers feel extremely guilty; they felt as if they had done wrong by theirrades in the tail end. So after putting them into recovery pods, the staff subconsciously began avoiding them. No one was willing to go verify their identity, because they were afraid that the other party would ask about the final oue of the search and rescue effort ... just like that, Qi Long¡¯s group once again evaded another possibility of being exposed. It had to be said that Qi Long and the others were very lucky. All of the surviving soldiers on the ship were grieving over the loss of about half of theirrades. Thus, they were exceedingly kind to the survivors, skipping over some of the typically necessary confirmation procedures. Meanwhile, when themander received the report regarding the surviving mecha operators of the tail end, he too did not think much about it. He only gave word for the staff to take extra care of them and that was it. This was because at that time, themander had been consumed with anxiety. How could he bring this battered mainship on itsst legs to the Swift Dragon base? Who knew how much longer this ship would hold out for? "The other party is indeed a rescue ship from the Swift Dragon base. We should be able to sessfully enter the Swift Dragon base now ... I just don¡¯t know how Boss and [Self-Defined Destiny] are doing right now. I wonder if they¡¯re safe ..." Xie Yi whispered, finding it difficult to keep his worry from showing on his brow. Who knew if Boss Lan had managed to survive that maic tsunami? "Don¡¯t worry. Who do you take Boss for? Since we all managed to survive, Boss most definitely survived as well," Luo Lang whispered back, his gaze filled with steel-like conviction. Luo Lang was the one with the greatest faith in Ling Lan. In Luo Lang¡¯s eyes, his boss would never be defeated, not even by such a horrific thing like the maic tsunami. Han Jijyun nodded and said, "Luo Lang is right. Boss will definitely be fine. Worrying about Boss¡¯s condition is not what we should be doing now. Rather, we need to figure out how to infiltrate the Swift Dragon base seamlessly before Boss finds us." Han Jijyun believed that the true challengey ahead of them. They needed to begin preparations early. "Once we settle down at the Swift Dragon base, I¡¯m sure that there will inevitably be a registration of the survivors of the mainship. Since we do not know the information of any members of the mainship we can use, at that time, we will definitely be exposed." "If only Boss were here. He is a hacker, so he would definitely be able to obtain the information of those mecha operators in the tail end and give us some suitable identities." A trace of regret shed through Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s eyes. He too had thought of this problem. As the mainship had been greatly damaged, most of themon soldiers had passed away in this maic tsunami. The staff on the ship had been so busy cleaning things up and keeping things together that they had not had the spare energy to properly vet the survivors. However, once everything had settled, both themander of the mainship and the leader of the Swift Dragon base would be sure to insist for proper checks to be carried out. As Han Jijyun said, their exposure was imminent. At this point, Lin Zhong-qing could not help but smile bitterly. Once again, he found that Boss Lan was truly an omnipotent existence for them. As long as he was around, any problem would no longer be a problem, able to be solved easily. "Speaking of hackers, I seem to have heard [Self-Defined Destiny] say before that he too is a hacker. If he were around, perhaps we could also have obtained that information ..." Xie Yi recalled what [Self-Defined Destiny] had said on the transport ship and remarked with some regret. "That¡¯s true! How unlucky. If he were here, we would be much safer ..." said Qi Long in frustration at those words, "If I had known earlier, I would have let [Self-Defined Destiny] enter the mainship first back then." "It¡¯s toote to say all this now. We might as well brainstorm and think about how we should deal with the situation." Li Shiyu interrupted Qi Long¡¯s tangent and reminded everyone to stop thinking about useless things. Han Jijyun nodded and said, "Dux Li is right. The two hackers of our team are not here, so it¡¯s pointless to think about ways to get the information via hacker abilities. Let¡¯s think of some other way." The group began to think hard, but unfortunately they could note up with a good method. Then, Xie Yi saw [No Mecha Unrepaired] staring nkly at a corner. The other was still a second year student in the military academy now due to being held back two years. He was Chang Xinyuan who had been forced into dire straits because he had caught the eye of the Thunder King. Xie Yi followed his line of sight but saw nothing there except a spider spinning a web ... he stared dubiously at [No Mecha Unrepaired] a.k.a. Chang Xinyuan and wondered ¡ª had the other thought of something? Chang Xinyuan seemed to feel the heat of Xie Yi¡¯s gaze, and he slowly came back to himself. He smiled embarrassedly and asked, "Xie Yi, you ... what¡¯s up?" "You were staring off into space. Have you thought of something?" asked Xie Yi curiously. Chang Xinyuan rubbed his head in embarrassment. "I just never expected that [Lingtian First-String] was actually that Boss Lan who defeated the Leiting Mecha n. And it¡¯s even more unexpected that I would join your battle n ... this makes me feel as if I am dreaming ..." Xie Yi was speechless. When they had first gotten out of their mecha, Chang Xinyuan¡¯s expression had been calm andposed. Xie Yi had thought the other had not recognised them and so they had not paid any mind to it. Unexpectedly, Chang Xinyuan knew all about their backgrounds but was only showing signs of it now. Had he just pretended too well ... or was his reflex arc just abnormally slow for him to only react now? Chang Xinyuan¡¯s words made the other people look at each other speechlessly as well. It had already been a full night since then! Friend, for you to exim about it now ¡ª isn¡¯t it a little toote? The prating gazes of the other six made [No Mecha Unrepaired] rather flustered. He once again rubbed his head and said, "Actually, I was just thinking about those words Boss Lan had said to us when we had departed." Unconsciously, Chang Xinyuan had adopted the address of Boss Lan from Qi Long and the others. Chapter 323: Clearing a Hurdle! Chapter 323: Clearing a Hurdle! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "What are you saying?" Qi Long rubbed his face roughly, suddenly finding that for someone with an impetuous nature like him, dealing with someone with such a slow reflex arc like [No Mecha Unrepaired] was really a kind of torture. "Boss Lan said that, if by any chance we got split up, we should use pre-arranged aliases to find one another ..." replied Chang Xinyuan. "So you¡¯re saying that Boss Lan will use an alias? Impossible. If Boss Lan really managed to infiltrate the Swift Dragon base, he would definitely use an identity of one of the fallen soldiers, otherwise the other side will see through him." Qi Long was the first to express disbelief. An alias would be easily exposed once the other side checked their databases. "But you all said that Boss Lan is a powerful hacker. Couldn¡¯t he have changed the database?" Chang Xinyuan did not know much about hackers, so he just shared what he believed. "How could a database be so easily changed?" Qi Long could not help but burst out into snickers. Even the strongest hacker would never dare to do any hanky-panky in the mainframe. "No, perhaps [No Mecha Unrepaired] is right ..." said Han Jijyun, interrupting Qi Long. Han Jijyun¡¯s words instantly shut Qi Long up. When it came to his sworn brother¡¯s judgment, Qi Long had full faith. Therefore, he could only rub his nose helplessly and say nothing more. "Boss Lan¡¯s hacking skills are very formidable. I believe that anyone who knows about Boss Lan¡¯s ability knows this." Han Jijyun¡¯s words received emphatic nods from Qi Long and the other three of Ling Lan¡¯s original team. In contrast to Li Shiyu and Chang Xinyuan who only knew Ling Lan for a short time, the four of them who had grown up beside Ling Lan were well aware of Ling Lan¡¯s exploits in terms of hacking. "Thus, who can say that Boss Lan really can¡¯t change the database of themand mainship?" At this point, Han Jijyun¡¯s eyes were shining, "I believe that Boss Lan would have already predicted our current circumstances. He will definitely add the aliases we agreed to in advance into the database, along with all the other relevant info." "Once we¡¯re at the Swift Dragon base, if someone actuallyes to check our identity, we just need to report the fake identity that has been arranged for us," Han Jijyun stated his decision. "What if team leader Ling did not manage to change it in time ..." Li Shiyu, who was not very clear on Ling Lan¡¯s abilities, was still rather worried. He felt it was somewhat inappropriate to use this kind of gambling-like method. "Since there is the possibility of exposure no matter what we do, we might as well take the gamble. I believe in Boss Lan," replied Han Jijyun with determination. His words drew the agreement of Qi Long and the other three original members. Seeing the determination in their eyes, Li Shiyu could only tuck away his doubts, sigh, and consent. Chang Xinyuan had no objections. As a mechanic who was focused on researching and modifying mecha, as long as the team has made a final decision, he would not have any opposing opinions. Just like that, another day and half a nightter, at 3 o¡¯ clock in the morning, the patrol ship safely arrived at the Swift Dragon base. The Swift Dragon base, which had long been informed, systematically ced all the personnel from the mainship in arge battalion. Qi Long and the others entered the base calmly under the direction of the military personnel of the Swift Dragon Base. They only took a few casual nces at the situation around them and then they stopped looking around. But those few nces were enough to shock them, because there was an on-duty soldier every one hundred steps within the Swift Dragon base. It looked like the Swift Dragon base was extremely strict in terms of manning the defences. This was extremely rare among the Federation forces that were highly reliant on technology. It should be known that military bases generally relied on hidden monitors with three hundred and sixty degrees of coverage as the main means of monitoring, and rarely employed so much manpower for defence. Qi Long and the others appeared unchanged on the surface, but they already had their guards up mentally. It would definitely not be easy to find their boss andplete the final mission under such strict defence. They were well aware that under the close supervision of these people, there were still countless invisible electronic monitoring devices watching them. If they showed any little w, they would be uncovered by the surveince personnel of the Swift Dragon base, and the consequences would be unthinkable. Due to the impromptu arrangement, the base was unable to provide excellent amodation for the survivors of the mainship. Regardless of military rank, all of the survivors were assigned ten to a room. Of course, for those top-ranking officers like themander of the mainship, the conditions were not as bad. Qi Long¡¯s group of seven was assigned along with three other strangers to a room to rest. They had only rested for a few hours, not fully recovered yet, when they were woken up by a knock on the door. It turned out that the Swift Dragon base¡¯s support staff were already here to register their information. Qi Long and the others shared a look. Han Jijyun signalled for them to continue faking sleep. One of the other three in the room opened the door, muttering angrily, and Han Jijyun perked his ears to listen carefully to their conversation. Hearing that it was someone here to register their information, the attitude of the person who opened the door was tempered. He stated his information ¡ª the logistics head of the Leiguang mecha squad of the Jinglong mainship from the Dragon River transport fleet, Yang Yilong! After the support staff of the Swift Dragon base keyed in his information, he smiled and said with a salute, "Hello, Second Lieutenant Yang, I¡¯m really sorry for disturbing your rest." Only then did Han Jijyun open his eyes to peek at the other¡¯s epaulette. It turned out the other was just a corporal ¡ª no wonder his attitude became so respectful. The status of a support soldier on a base was obviously iparable to the status of a support staff on a military ship. This was also why all soldiers yearned to serve on a ship, because the starting point of those who obtained a position on a ship was much better than those serving on the ground. At this time, the other people in the room had all been awakened as well. They rubbed at their eyes, yawning. Seeing this, the support staff walked over the closest bed from the door. Chang Xinyuan was the one lying there and he was currently rubbing his eyes. Seeing the staff approach him, Chang Xinyuan¡¯s palms could not help but sweat, and the hand rubbing at his eyes faltered for a moment. Noticing this, Han Jijyun, who was lying one bed behind Chang Xinyuan, quickly yawned and said, "Why don¡¯t you register me first? The quicker I¡¯m done, the quicker I can rest." The support staff of the Swift Dragon base quickly stepped forward in response to approach Han Jijyun. "I¡¯m Ji Yinglong, mecha member #5 of the Cheetah mecha squad of the Jinglong mainship from the Dragon River transport fleet," Han Jijyun calmly stated the alias they had set up. The reason he had pretended to be asleep at first was so that one of the other three strangers would register first. That way, he would be able to know the name of that mainship. Though this was not any great secret among the official soldiers of the mainship, as outsiders, they really did not know that information. Besides, he also wanted to know what the standard format of responding was. With Yang Yilong¡¯s answer as a temte, Han Jijyun knew how he was supposed to answer. Han Jijyun¡¯s reply caused Yang Yilong from the same ship to do a double take. He stared in surprise at Han Jijyun, but out of propriety, he did not speak up to question the other. He too could not be certain whether his own mainship had such a mecha battle n with such an unfamiliar sounding name. After obtaining Han Jijyun¡¯s response, the support staff of the Swift Dragon base entered the information into the query system of the base. Then, he saluted and said, "First Lieutenant Ji, hello." Han Jijyun merely saluted back calmly, but he was mentally shouting ¡¯YES¡¯ in his heart. As expected, Boss Lan had modified the database. Otherwise, the other would not have responded this way. With that, he was even more certain that Boss Lan had survived the maic tsunami and had safely made his way to the Swift Dragon base. Seeing Han Jijyun pass through sessfully, the others¡¯ hearts settled. Moreover, Han Jijyun¡¯s answer also showed them what they should say. Li Shiyu and Chang Xinyuan saw that Han Jijyun really managed to pass through the registration check and could not help but be greatly astonished. They now had a brand new understanding of Ling Lan¡¯s hacker abilities. Chang Xinyuan had originally already been extremely admiring of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha control skills. Now, he was even more awed by Ling Lan¡¯s hacker abilities. He, who had originally held out very little hope for the oue of this mission, now began to have some confidence. Perhaps they would really be able toplete this SSS-level mission no one else had ever aplished before throughout history ... At this thought, Chang Xinyuan¡¯s heart pounded, but he very soon pushed down this notion. Chang Xinyuan smiled wryly to himself. Hanging out with Qi Long and these other youths who were like young calves unafraid of tigers, he had unconsciously begun to lose his rationality, actually beginning to also have such unrealistic thoughts ... but, what if, really, by any chance, they really ... Chang Xinyuan took in a deep breath and firmly pushed all these distracting thoughts to the back of his mind. He knew very well that their mission had just begun ¡ª the hardest parts were still yet toe. Meanwhile, this was the first time Li Shiyu was seeing Ling Lan in a positive light. That initially thick-skinned and shameless Ling Lan in his mind, who loved to manipte others with petty tricks, began to have a positive image. Sure enough, to be an acknowledged boss, he must have his unique charm and capabilities ... After checking the information of everyone in the room and determining that there was no problem, the Swift Dragon support staff left the room. At this time, Yang Yilong loudly asked Qi Long, "Captain Luo (Qi Long¡¯s alias was Luo Ying), who¡¯d expect that you¡¯re actually member #2 of the Cheetah mecha team. That¡¯s the position of the team ace, you know!" Typically, #1 was the team leader, #2 was the main ace of the team, #3 was the secondary ace, #4 was a primary fighter, while #5 and beyond were indefinite. Those numbers could be support and logistics members, or they could also be primary fighters. Although Yang Yilong felt that the name of the Cheetah mecha team sounded very unfamiliar, he still expressed his admiration for Qi Long¡¯s position. Qi Long scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile, "I¡¯m no ace, our team leader is ..." His earnest face and this smile made him appear somewhat dopey, but gave others a feeling of extreme sincerity and trustworthiness. Yang Yilong could not help but find himself liking Qi Long. Yang Yilong exchanged a few more words with Qi Long. When he heard that they still did not know whether their team leader and their #7 member was dead or alive, he was instantly filled with pity. Seeing this, Qi Long angrily said that he believed that his team leader still lived. This heartfelt disy of Qi Long¡¯s absolute trust made Yang Yilong admire Qi Long even more. That little bit of doubt initially still present in his heart vanished without a trace at this performance of Qi Long¡¯s. When Han Jijyun saw this, he let out a quiet sigh of relief. When he had responded earlier, he had already been worried that the unfamiliar name of the mecha team would arouse suspicion in the minds of the mainship¡¯s members. Luckily, Qi Long¡¯s appearance was very handy for deceiving others. At the very least, judging from Yang Yilong¡¯s present expression, he had not be suspicious of them. Chapter 324: The Truth! Chapter 324: The Truth! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At this time, in another room, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng who had already finished registering were currentlyid out on their beds, resting. Not too long after, Ling Lan received a text message. She flicked open hermunicator to look and was instantly immensely excited. In the very next second, she had extremely impolitely kicked at Li Lanfeng on the upper bunk. Feeling the forceing from his mattress, Li Lanfeng sat up in puzzlement. Before he could ask Ling Lan on the bunk below what had happened, Ling Lan said, "There¡¯s news of #2 and the others. Clean up quickly and let¡¯s go look for them." Li Lanfeng¡¯s eyes lit up. He put on a jacket and then leapt off the bed to follow Ling Lan heading towards where Qi Long was staying. The reason Ling Lan received this news so quickly was not because of Little Four¡¯s abilities. Of course, if Qi Long and the others¡¯ information were to be registered, Little Four, who was already lurking in thework of the Swift Dragon base, would definitely be able to obtain the news at soonest notice. However, in order to let everything seem natural and above-board, when she had registered herself, Ling Lan had generously bribed the support staff of the Swift Dragon base. Of course, she had also let Li Lanfeng utilise that natural ability of his to gain favour with others and intensify the other side¡¯s good impression of them, thus sessfully securing the other¡¯s agreement to help them. In reality, right when Qi Long and the others¡¯ information had been registered, Ling Lan had already been notified by Little Four. However, Ling Lan had kept calm and continued toy on her bed as if she knew nothing. Only when she received the notification from that support staff did she pretend to be excited and take action. Of course, the other was not breaking any rules of the base by helping them. After all, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng were just trying to find theirrades who had gotten split up from them ¡ª it¡¯s not like they were trying to inquire about the secrets of the base. Moreover, right now within the Swift Dragon base, Ling Lan was not the only person who was doing this. Many other soldiers who had been separated from their original teammates for various reasons had simrly put forward such requests. Ling Lan had only included an additional minor reward when she had made her request. This reward was very simple ¡ª it was just a bottle of high proof liquor Ling Lan had on her for first-aid purposes. Under Little Four¡¯s assistance, Ling Lan had found out that this person¡¯s hobby was to drink. As for why Ling Lan would have such high proof liquor on her ... ahem, ahem, this was actually a remnant habit Ling Lan had brought over from herst life lying on her sickbed. Having gotten used to the idea that alcohol should be used on wounds to sterilize them, she really could not adapt to this world where no prep work was done, with healing agents being directly sprayed or applied onto open wounds and leaving it at that. Mentally, Ling Lan had always had some fear with regards to this sort of treatment method. What if, by any chance, there was tetanus or something simr about? Wasn¡¯t this just asking for trouble? Therefore, she habitually carried several bottles of high-proof liquor with her in her backpack. If she was injured identally, she would open one of the bottles to use the alcohol in it to disinfect the wound before spraying healing agents on it ... With regards to this habit of Ling Lan¡¯s, although Qi Long and the others were puzzled by it, they would never question her. They only spected secretly whether this was because their boss liked alcohol but was forbidden by his parents to drink ... could this be why he had sought out such an unreasonable reason? It could only be said that some things were already ingrained habits of Ling Lan¡¯s. It was impossible for her to change them in a short period of time. Thus, without her knowledge, Ling Lan had be someone who liked to drink in her team members¡¯ eyes 1 . Back when Ling Lan had brought out the liquor and handed it over as an incentive for the support staff, even Li Lanfeng could not help but sweatdrop silently and wonder if Ling Lan was an alcohol-loving rabbit ¡ª why else would he think of using alcohol as a bribe? Still, for whatever reason, overall, Ling Lan¡¯s reward had pleased that support staff greatly. Consequently, the other was extremely cooperative, almost notifying them at first notice. This led Li Lanfeng to once again be in awe ¡ª the seemingly random and reckless actions of the rabbit always seemed to end up being extremely effective. The two of them very quickly found the resting spot of Qi Long and the others and knocked on the door. The one who opened the door was again Yang Yilong ¡ª who asked him to be the one sleeping on the bed closest to the door? Opening the door, he saw two strangers, so he asked, "Who are you looking for?" "Is Luo Ying andpany here?" asked Ling Lan coldly. That icy gaze of hers made Yang Yilong feel a chill invade his heart ¡ª he quickly ducked back into the room and shouted, "Captain Luo, someone¡¯s looking for you." Hearing this, Qi Long¡¯s eyes lit up and he leapt off his top bunk to rush over with wide steps to the door. Seeing his boss¡¯s familiar face, he was instantly overwhelmed with emotion, "Leader, you¡¯ve finallye!" Qi Long¡¯s cry of leader made the other members inside the room leap up in excitement, all of them running over as well. Yang Yilong was astonished at the sight, but thinking of the impression that person at the doorway had given him, he understood why these mecha team members would be so worked up. Only someone like that could gain the allegiance of proud mecha warriors. With just one nce, Yang Yilong could tell that that team leader was most definitely a formidable warrior. This was because he had felt a simr pressure from the team leader of the Leiguang Battle n. Seeing his other twopanions peeking out from their beds, nonverbally asking who the visitor was, Yang Yilong silently indicated for them to remain silent and continue to sleep and not disturb the group. A mecha team leader was an existence high, high above them mecha support staff ¡ª he did not want to incur the displeasure of that team leader. Qi Long and the others hugged Ling Lan excitedly in session, and only then did they see the familiar smiling face standing by Ling Lan¡¯s side. Other than [No Mecha Unrepaired], all the others could not help but be taken aback, especially Li Shiyu, whose face actually stiffened noticeably for a brief moment. Seeing this, Li Lanfeng smiled wryly and said, "#8, for previously nning to try and snatch your position in the team from you out of envy, I¡¯m sorry. The crisis this time has let me understand that status, levels, and whatever are all not important. What¡¯s most important is mypanions. I hope you can forgive me." Li Shiyu only huffed at those words and turned his head aside without speaking. He knew his own expression had been slightly off ¡ª if some surveince device had just happened to record it, a w might have already been discovered. Li Lanfeng was undoubtedly trying to help him hide his slip inposure, but he was just unused to acting and really did not know how to handle the situation. Seeing this, Xie Yi tugged on Li Shiyu¡¯s arm and said, "All of us being able to survive is already a blessing. Why bother with things of the past? Don¡¯t you agree, #8?" Li Shiyu saw everyone looking at him with smiles on their faces and could only reply grudgingly, "Forget it. Let¡¯s not talk about past matters anymore." Only then did Li Lanfeng sigh in relief. He stepped forward to pull Li Shiyu into a strong hug and said, "Thank you, brother, for your tolerance and understanding ..." Only Li Lanfeng knew that he was not just putting on an act when he said this ... he truly hoped that, one day in the future, Li Shiyu could say these same words back to him. However, Li Lanfeng also knew that this was probably an impossible dream. Seeing this, Ling Lan pped her hands together forcefully and said, "It¡¯s great that you two have buried the hatchet. In future, we must be united. We shouldn¡¯t fight amongst ourselves anymore." Ling Lan¡¯s words marked the end of the matter, and the group happily weed Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng into their room. Meanwhile, Li Lanfengtched onto Li Shiyu and the two of them moved to sit on Li Shiyu¡¯s bed, where they began whispering to one another. It looked like they had truly buried the hatchet. Only Li Lanfeng himself knew that despite his seemingposure, he was actually greatly shocked. When he had first seen Li Shiyu, as good as he was at deception, he had almost slipped up and reacted. That bloody Ling Lan had not given him a heads up that his family¡¯s Li Shiyu had also joined the battle n. Seeing Li Shiyu¡¯s face filled with innocence, Li Lanfeng could not help but sigh internally. What in the world did their Li family owe Ling Lan? Not only had he joined, even Li Shiyu who should not have been able to join had joined ... still, he could not help but be smug deep inside. As expected of his rabbit ¡ª able to do what others could not. If he had the rabbit¡¯s help in the future, would he too be able to escape his so-called fate ...? Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze flickered but very quickly settled as he tossed aside this idiotic notion of his. He absolutely could not harm the rabbit. To go against the heavens and change his fate, a terrible price would have to be paid. Grandfather Zhuge had already stated this very clearly from the start. And this price, could very well be his life. Although Li Lanfeng was physically speaking with Li Shiyu, his mind was distracted in recalling when he and Ling Lan had first seen each other¡¯s true faces in this virtual world not too long ago. When they had arrived at the Swift Dragon base, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng naturally had to leave their mecha. Of course, they had it much easier than Qi Long and the others because in the virtual world, both Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng were miraculous beings. Because she had Little Four, Ling Lan could easily change her original civilian mecha suit into an official military mecha suit. Meanwhile, Li Lanfeng was a spectre, and though he could not directly change the fixed settings of the virtual world, he could apply a disguise to himself. Thus, when the two hade out from their mecha, their appearance was wless, no different at all from the other mecha operators. However, when Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng had met face-to-face for the first time after getting out from their mecha, Li Lanfeng had almost stumbled and revealed his true feelings. If not for the fact that his spectre abilities also hid his expression, his bbergasted expression would certainly have aroused suspicion in those around him. In contrast, Ling Lan¡¯s ice mask had long been formed, so it did not copse even when she had seen Li Lanfeng. "Boss ...!" Li Lanfeng bit back on the ¡¯Lan¡¯ that had been about toe out, stopping his outburst at only ¡¯boss¡¯, making it seem like he was just greeting his own team leader. "#9, keep up." Ling Lan¡¯s cial gaze had contained a hidden warning. Although others may not be able to see Li Lanfeng¡¯s true expression, perhaps because she was way too familiar with the leopard, Ling Lan had still sensed Li Lanfeng¡¯s loss ofposure. This gaze made Li Lanfeng¡¯s initially shocked and restless heart cool down instantly. He bowed his head and cuffed his own forehead lightly, chiding himself for his slip. They had both not known about the other, but Ling Lan had still been able to keep calm. In terms of mentality, he hadpletely lost to the rabbit who was younger than him by three years. This made him feel somewhat embarrassed. Right then, Li Lanfeng was not at all surprised at why Ling Lan could have logged onto Mecha World at just 10 years old back then. As someone who was able to create a simr disguise as him now, Ling Lan was undoubtedly a spectre just like him. And for spectres in the virtual world, all those so-called restrictions and limits were all inapplicable. None of it could prevent them from moving about as they wished. Thus, for Ling Lan to be able to enter Mecha World at just 10 years old waspletely believable. That said, Li Lanfeng could not help but sigh to himself. At 10 years old, Ling Lan¡¯s spectre abilities had actually been strong enough that he had not noticed a thing. No wonder they had had such affinity back then ¡ª even if he had entered the mecha training hall first, the rabbit had still always been able toe unerringly to the training hall he had chosen. Now, thinking back, Ling Lan must have used his own spectre abilities to find where he was. Was this proof that the rabbit had held him with just as much esteem as he had back then? Which was why the other had used spectre abilities to look for his position and stage a coincidental meeting? Li Lanfeng felt a surge of warmth in his heart. It looked like his friendship had not been one-sided back then. If he had only told Ling Lan bravely about his real identity back then, perhaps they would be bosom friends now and he would not be ranked behind the otherpanions of the rabbit. Right then, a trace of regret rose up uncontrobly in Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart. However, it was quickly throttled by him, because he did not think it was toote to change things. In this manner, although Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart had struggled a little, he still epted Ling Lan. After all, Ling Lan was younger than him by 3 years, while the rabbit had always been a formidable existence in his heart, a strong person he admired. As such, it was exceedingly normal for him to flounder a little to reconcile the difference between the two impressions. Still, these were all minor blips. Li Lanfeng would never bear to give up the rabbit he had missed for so long and had spent 7 years to find. Meanwhile, when Ling Lan found out the true identity of the leopard, her first thought was ¡ª sure enough, the leopard was very dangerous. Her second thought was ¡ª the leopard was truly not a good person! Still, Ling Lan did not mind. As long as the leopard treated her with sincerity and did not harm herpanions, she would not care what terrible things the leopard would do in the future. She would still be willing to save a spot for the leopard in her battle n. Of course, at present, this was all the weight Li Lanfeng had in Ling Lan¡¯s heart. In contrast, if Qi Long and the others nned to do something bad, Ling Lan would definitely roll up her sleeves and pitch in toe up with strategies to help them. Fine, our queen Ling Lan indeed did not have any so-called true sense of justice in her. She only wanted to take good care of these little followers who trusted her and were willing to follow her, as well as cultivate them to be strong people capable of holding their own in their respective fields. Chapter 325: The Mantis Stalking the Cicada! Chapter 325: The Mantis Stalking the Cicada! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The survivors of the mainship obtained the chance to rest at the Swift Dragon base. Given that the Jinglong mainship had no way to travel long distances, they could only wait for the Federation army to send a new military vessel to pick them up. After resting peacefully for three days and two nights, when the new mainship members heard that a new military vessel was about to arrive for them in two days, they were ecstatic. Even though they had been treated pretty well overall in the Swift Dragon base, they had still felt significantly restrained. The mainship members had been restricted to a small living area; for many other ces on the base, they simply could not even get close. This made the fleet soldiers who were ustomed to being able to freely move around to feel extremely inconvenienced. On this night, in a highly-defended area within the Swift Dragon base, several figures appeared silently not too far from the entrance. They lurked at the blind spot in the distance ... "You¡¯re sure this is the spot?" Someone who appeared to be themanding officer gestured as he asked the person beside him. This group of people were wearing advanced inductionbat clothing of the Federation military, which could buffer the human body from the outside air and perfectly camouge the soldiers ording to their surrounding environment. Once the soldiersid down and stopped moving, it would be nigh impossible for even the most advanced radar detectors, thermal monitors, and the human eye to discover them. The only reason we say ¡¯nigh¡¯ is because there is nothing which can be guaranteed to be foolproof ¡ª there would always be the possibility of what if. "Only this spot is most closely defended." The person beside the apparentmander returned a confident hand gesture. "Have all the surveince devices been blocked?" Themander turned to look towards another side, his gaze indicating that he wanted to confirm whether his men hadpleted the most critical step. There were actually three people on his other side. One of them, who seemed to be their head, saw the question in themander¡¯s eyes and nodded, signalling that it had been done. It could be seen from their faces that it had not been easy toplete this step. Other than the one who had nodded, whose condition still seemed fine, the other two people had faint tracks of sweat on their foreheads and their faces were extremely grim. It looked like the two of them had already put forth all their energy topletely block off all the surveince equipment and create false images. "How long can itst?" After seeing the other¡¯s response, themander then asked in a low voice. "At most for only one hour and a quarter more. If possible, please try toe out within an hour," said the head grimly. He had not expected the defences of the Swift Dragon base to be so tight ¡ª in particr, there was an abnormal number of all kinds of advanced surveince equipment. This had exceeded their estimation. If they had known earlier, they would have brought along the other two members of their team as well. "One hour, is it? There should be enough time." Themander mused a little and felt that it was not a huge problem. Honestly, even if the problem was huge, he still had to go inside and investigate. Hadn¡¯t they already spent so much effort all for the sake of finding out what the hell was happening in the Swift Dragon base? "Hollow Ground, I¡¯ll leave this to you," said themander decisively to one of the others. His attitude was obviously much gentler than before with the others. In the virtual world, he truly did not dare to offend this Hollow Ground. This man was outwardly different from others. His entire figure was enveloped in shadow, while his face was aplete fog of grey, his facial features forever indistinct. This was the appearance spectres held in the virtual world. They would never reveal their true face because as spectres, everyone who was an enemy would be out to kill them. This was because almost two-thirds of one¡¯s life was spent in the virtual world in this present world, and spectres were the terrifying group of people who were the only ones to hold the ability to decide true life and death in the virtual world. Mind you, even the mainframes of the various great empires that maintained the entire virtual world were incapable of doing this. Therefore, all the nations both loved and hated spectres ¡ª they wished to control the spectres in their borders, while they were extremely worried and jealous about the spectres of other nations. Besides spectres, equally feared by the enemy nations were those prodigiously gifted aberrant geniuses. These people, as long as their real identity was found out, if they were opponents, they would be prioritised for assassination, just like how Ling Lan had been attacked back when she had been younger ... "Don¡¯t worry, no one can hurt them while I¡¯m around." Hollow Ground¡¯s reply was brimming with confidence in himself. As one of the top elites in the central military spectre department, he had this confidence as well as his personal pride. Themander frowned at those words. He knew spectres were, as a group, all strange and abnormal people. Known as death gods in the virtual world, they always had a sense of superiority as they looked down with contempt on the masses. However, since they were all Federation soldiers here, themander did not take it to heart. He waved a hand at the men behind him, and two figures dashed out, using various areas of cover to hide themselves as they silently snuck over to an area not too far from the entrance. At the entrance were two sentry soldiers facing outwards. Their eyes were alertly scanning everything before them ¡ª the two men who had snuck over just happened to position themselves in those sentries¡¯ blind spots, thus avoiding detection. When they were only about ten meters away from the sentries, the two lurking men pulled out their weapons, which appeared simr to pistols, and aimed them at the two men on guard. Aware versus unaware ¡ª two muffled shots rang out as a cold light shed at the muzzle of each pistol, and the two men on duty were hit urately. The two sentries had no chance to react at all, instantly falling over. It turned out that the men who had snuck over were using the highest level Federation silent tranquillizer gun. Even a rtively stronger C-ss demonbeast in this universe would topple over from the anaesthetic in three seconds after being shot by this gun, not to mention these on-duty soldiers who werepletely iparable to a C-ss demonbeast. As long as their skin had been scratched, they would be instantly down for the count. Seeing that they had seeded, the two men silently dashed over to the opponents¡¯ sides and held them up, and then swiftly gripped their heads and twisted forcefully. There was a crack, and the necks of those sentries were broken with no fuss at all. The two men then carefullyid their two victims down on the ground, and without making any noise, they turned their head to signal behind them with a wave. Themander nodded at Hollow Ground and the other two men with him, then led the others to move stealthily over. Meanwhile, the one who had answered themander earlier, the head of the three men, followed themander as well. To enter, they had to go through an electronic door. This had to be cracked by a hacker, which was why the head had followed. That person¡¯s skill level was very high; he only took a few seconds to crack the electronic door. The door opened silently ¡ª the inside was extremely dark, but these people all had night vision goggles so their eyesight was not affected much by it. A warehouse came into sight. Inside it were stacks of military supplies. It looked like the other countless warehouses on the base, extremely normal. However, these people would not be discouraged just because of this surface appearance. They had specifically chosen this ce because neither hackers nor spectres could see this area clearly, unlike other ces where things could be taken in with one nce. Themander made a hand gesture beckoning his men in and they all entered in session. Everyone began to search the warehouse, hoping to find anything suspicious. About five minutester, one of their members suddenly waved to the others. It looked like he had found something. Themander immediately led the hacker with them over to the man and began to carefully examine what the other had discovered. The hacker touched the spot, closed his eyes, and began to examine it with his senses. Very soon, he opened his eyes and nodded to themander, confirming that this was the right spot. Themander waved his hand and everyone took cover, hiding in a circle around the hacker. Seeing that everyone had taken cover, the hacker took three brisk steps back, took in a deep breath, and closed his eyes as his hands made various different gestures. He murmured, and then a soft click could be heard ¡ª the ground silently opened up, exposing a dark hole only capable of letting one person through at a time. Themander looked at the hacker, and the hacker shook his head firmly, indicating that there was no perceptible movement below. Only then did themander signal for his subordinates to scout the way. After the first man went down the hole, the hacker¡¯s face became serious. Three minutester, he nodded to themander. This was to tell him that there was no problem below. Themander motioned for everyone to go down. Once thest person went down, the ground once again returned to normal. It was as if the ck hole did not exist, while the electronic door they had initially entered through closed again. In the meantime, of the three men left at the doorway, two of them had simted the uniforms of those officers on duty and taken up the sentries¡¯ spots at the door. It was just as if nothing major had happened here. And as the one protecting this area, Hollow Ground suddenly merged with the darkness, as if he had never been there at all. ******** Right then, in a secret room in the control centre of the Swift Dragon base, eight ck-robed people had their eyes closed. D1 and D9 who had appeared at the start were among them, while the remaining six people appeared almost no different from them. "These tiny ants finally could not resist taking action." D9 suddenly opened his eyes and smiled sinisterly. He cracked his fingers, rather eager to indulge in a grand fight. After waiting for two days, this group of investigators sent by the Federation mainframe had finally shown themselves. In fact, the moment themand mainship had arrived at the Swift Dragon base, they had already been monitoring everyone from that ship and set aside a few key suspects. For this purpose, they had not hesitated to transfer several top-ss spectres over from their own country. They had to be sure they could keep these people here. They definitely could not allow the Federation to reim this sole foothold in the Federation which had taken them so much trouble to obtain. Moreover, their Project T was at its most critical period now ¡ª they could not afford the slightest bit of carelessness. As long as Project T seeded, the Chinese Federation would descend into chaos, and they would then be able to take advantage to take over the most central and resource-rich supreme nation in their gxy. In order to achieve this objective, their empire had spent countless generations worth of sweat and blood to onlyplete the early stage preparations of Project T ... "Who¡¯d have expected the other side to send so many people too. Tsk tsk tsk, three top hackers plus a top-ss spectre ... we¡¯ve managed to bait some big fish here." D1 was looking at those people sneaking up to that basement room where they had set up a trap. Right then, those people were slowly approaching ¡ª although they were extremely cautious, they had no idea that their every move was already being captured byprehensive surveince. "Keep a close eye on those other suspects." Seeing everyone bing excited, D1 could not help but warn coldly. He did not wish for them to seed here only to result in their most essential secret base being discovered, thus causing them to fall short of sess at this final stage. Chapter 326: The Oriole Comes From Behind! Chapter 326: The Oriole Comes From Behind! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Rest assured. D1, D2, and D3 are stationed there. If anything happens, they will inform us," a ck-robed person by D1¡¯s side calmly replied, "Moreover, two of our empire¡¯s top spectres are there looking out. Even if someone really reaches that area, the spectres can also eliminate them directly." "We¡¯ve already fished out the biggest fish, and I¡¯m sure the others don¡¯t have the ability to get there," another ck-robed man added. "Yes, D1, don¡¯t worry too much. You had better think about how we can handle these big fish instead. Say, it¡¯s been a long time since we hunted and killed any spectres of the Chinese Federation," said another ck-robed man with a dark smile. "D10 speaks truly. D1, let¡¯s show them some of our methods. Together, we can definitely toy with those few hackers until their heads spin." A ck-robed man began to cackle coldly in a corner. He was very interested in the prospect of messing with those top-ss hackers of the Chinese Federation. ******** Meanwhile on the other side, Qi Long and the others, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly felt theirmunicators begin to vibrate. They leapt up and quickly put on their pre-prepared nightbat clothing. Not long after, they could see the doors of their living quarters swing open automatically. Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng were standing outside the door, fully armed. "Boss, we are ready," said Qi Long in a low voice. "They wouldn¡¯t wake up suddenly, right?" [No Mecha Unrepaired], a.k.a. Chang Xinyuan, pointed at the three NPC soldiers sleeping soundly inside the room and asked worriedly. "No, I¡¯ve already arranged it so that no one in this room will wake up until dawn. Even if they wake up, they will still think you all are sleeping in the room." Seeing Chang Xinyuan¡¯s concern, Ling Lan patiently exined. With the heaven-defying god of the virtual world Little Four around, Ling Lan truly wasn¡¯t at all worried that these NPCs would discover any ws. Ling Lan carefully scanned her team members and then said softly, "The operation this time is very dangerous and there may even be a risk to your life. It¡¯s not toote to back out now." Li Shiyu and Chang Xinyuan were members who had joined the n partway through after all ¡ª Ling Lan did not want to force them to brave danger against their will with the rest of her team. When she mentioned the risk to their lives, everyone was startled, but Qi Long and the others of the original team quickly regained theirposure. They had been braving life and death with Ling Lan since they were small, so they were not at all afraid of this. In contrast, a trace of confusion crossed Li Shiyu¡¯s and Chang Xinyuan¡¯s eyes. They did not know what Ling Lan meant when she spoke of this risk to their lives, because in the virtual world, even if they died, they would not really die. At most, their current avatar would just have to start anew and some of their time would be wasted. Only Li Lanfeng¡¯s countenance shifted subtly at these words. He had thought of something, and the gaze he directed at Ling Lan grew even more shadowed and firm. Everyone was silent. Although Li Shiyu was obsessed with military medical research, as intelligent as he was, he knew that these words of Ling Lan had actually been directed at him and Chang Xinyuan. Thus, he replied firmly, "Since I have decided to join the Lingtian Battle n, that means I am willing to brave life and death together with the Lingtian Battle n, both now and in the future." This response of Li Shiyu¡¯s had a double meaning ¡ª Ling Lan raised a brow in astonishment, pleasant surprise shing through her eyes. The other implication of Li Shiyu¡¯s words was that, even in the real world, he would still make the same choice. Chang Xinyuan nodded fiercely at Li Shiyu¡¯s response, indicating that he too felt the same way. Those who liked to tinker with mechanical research did not have such convoluted ways of thinking ¡ª he was not aware of the double meaning of Li Shiyu¡¯s words. He only felt that, since he had alreadye to do this mission, of course he would follow it through till the end. Besides, he also was not someone who would run away when the going got tough, otherwise he would not have stubbornly resisted against the Thunder King for as long as three years. "In that case, let¡¯s move." Seeing this, Ling Lan turned decisively and was the first to step into the heavy darkness of the night. Seeing this, the team members all silently followed suit and stepped out with determination. At this moment, they did not know that this step would bring them into a reign of carnage and bloodshed 1 as they followed their team leader through life and death situations, all the way till the very day their lives ended. As soon as they left the room, the door closed quietly behind them. Meanwhile, the three NPCs remained fast asleep ... Ling Lan was making her way towards the west corner of the base. In the daytime, this was where therge canteen the soldiers ate at was located. Whenever it was time for a meal, that area would be filled with human cacophony, but when night came, other than the warehouse area, it was the quietest spot in the base. No one would go there typically. No one knew that beneath therge canteen, there was actually a small secret base. No one was on duty to patrol the canteen, but Ling Lan had been alerted by Little Four that there were at least three top-ss hackers controlling countless surveince devices, both openly and covertly, to nket-scan 2 the surrounding area. In other words, even if an ant were to crawl by, those hackers would be able to spot it clearly. This way of doing things meant that almost no one would be able to slip by under their watch. Only if a top-ss hacker came and ripped the control of the surveince devices here from their hands would anyone be able to enter the area sessfully. But that way, they would definitely be discovered instantly. This was one of the reasons why D1 believed that their control of the area was foolproof. However, they could never imagine that there would be such a magical existence as Little Four in the world. He somehow managed to sessfully manipte things right under the noses of these three top-ss hackers, making it so that false images were sent to these hackers, tricking them into believing that everything in the area was normal. Ling Lan came to therge canteen and patiently waited for Little Four to respond. One minuteter, Little Four raised a ¡¯V¡¯ hand gesture high up into the air, butt wriggling wildly in exhration, and Ling Lan knew that Little Four had seeded. In her mindspace, Ling Lan instantly sent the smug Little Four flying with a flick of her finger. In order to prevent Little Four from making unnecessary mistakes out of pride, Ling Lan ruthlessly decided to crack down on such behaviour so that Little Four would never learn to becent. Ling Lan signalled for her team members behind her to keep up as she strode up the doors of therge canteen without any sort of concealment. The rest could not help but take fright ¡ª was it really okay to just strut up like that directly? Li Lanfeng looked at the unusually slender figure before him who walked with such sure steps and felt aplex mix of emotions stir in his heart. Compared to the others who knew very little about hacker abilities, Li Lanfeng was well aware that Ling Lan could be so bold because she had already taken control of all the surveince devices here. Able to aplish this in such a short amount of time, Ling Lan¡¯s hacker abilities were definitely no lower than imperial level. He thought of the rumoured imperial level hacker involved in that Tianji Mecha n Headquarters explosion incident ... that had most likely been Ling Lan himself. The stronger the rabbit was, the happier he should be, but there was a sense of danger in his heart that was growing thicker and thicker. It was as if the person he was chasing so desperately was getting further and further away from him. He definitely could not let the rabbit leave him behind! Li Lanfeng secretly gritted his teeth. In the past, he had been concerned over his body¡¯s condition, so he had always restrained himself somewhat while training his mecha control skills. Despite being pressured greatly by the Thunder King, he still had not changed his ways to recklessly increase his practice load. Li Lanfeng had always known what he should do; he would not easily change his n. But now, he had the urgent desire to be stronger. He felt that if he continued to dither around like this, there would eventually be a day when he would not be able to keep up with the rabbit¡¯s pace. The rabbit was very likely to get further and further away from him, and in the end, he would only be able to regretfully be a passing guest in the rabbit¡¯s life. He, Li Lanfeng, absolutely would not ept bing such a passing guest. No matter how important a passing guest he would be, he was disdainful of the very idea. This was because he wanted to have a longsting friendship with the rabbit, until both their heads were grey with old age. He hoped that at that time, they would still be able to drink wine together and reminisce,ughing together at the ups and downs they had shared up till then. This was a deep desire that had been born from the regrets of Li Lanfeng¡¯s heartache when he had lost touch with the rabbit back when he had been 13 years old. Now, seven yearster, God had given him the opportunity to re-establish this friendship, and he did not want to lose it again. The door was soon opened, and Ling Lan led her team members straight into the canteen. The entrance to the secret base was in the canteen¡¯s kitchte. The kitchte only served the highestmander of the base; even the chef was a close confidante of themander. In order to ensure the safety of themander¡¯s food and drink, unauthorised people were not allowed to enter the kitchte. This also worked well to protect the secrecy and security of the secret base. Ling Lan moved towards the kitchte like she was extremely familiar with the area. With regards to this, Qi Long and the others were already as used to it as they could be ¡ª they believed that all of this was merely due to Ling Lan¡¯s hacker abilities. Only Li Lanfeng lifted a curious brow. This was because he knew that hackers did not have the ability to locate an entrance instantaneously, nor did they have the ability to sense secrets remotely. Spectres too had some limits to their abilities ¡ª they could only use them at close range. Li Lanfeng did not know about the existence of Little Four. As an intelligence entity, Little Four was not bound by these restrictions of hackers and spectres, which led to Little Four¡¯s status as a one of a kind existence within the virtual world. Just imagine if all the hackers and spectres had the abilities Little Four did. If that was the case, this virtual world would truly be an utter mess. They had just entered the kitchte when the position of the head chef¡¯s station opened up to reveal an opening. Ling Lan jumped in without dy, for Little Four had already disyed the situation below into Ling Lan¡¯s mind in 3D. The opening and the ground below was about 20 metres apart. Ling Lan had no problems jumping this small bit of distance. With their boss as an exemr, Qi Long and the others leapt in without any hesitation. Li Shiyu thought about it then jumped in resolutely, while Chang Xinyuan hesitated briefly before jumping in. Meanwhile, Li Lanfeng wasst in line because as a spectre, he needed to constantly monitor the situation behind the group to ensure the safety of their rear end and see to it that they were not being followed. Although this action of Li Lanfeng was rather superfluous as Little Four already had everything in the several kilometres around them under his control. If anything stirred, Little Four would know immediately. Still, Ling Lan would not reveal this truth. For one, she needed to give Li Lanfeng a chance to perform so that he could integrate himself quicker into the team. On the other hand, there were some things that still needed to be covered up. After all, the existence of Little Four was just too bizarre ¡ª even if she were to admit it honestly, she still would not be able to properly exin the existence of Little Four. Therefore, she might as well tacitly ept this behaviour of Li Lanfeng, as well as let Qi Long and others be d for the addition of Li Lanfeng to their team. With an additional hacker in the team, their safety would be much better guaranteed. Without knowing it, Li Lanfeng was slowly being integrated into Ling Lan¡¯s team. Qi Long and the others were more or less beginning to realise the importance of having Li Lanfeng in the team. They no longer solely took Li Lanfeng as a temporary fighter (a temporary fighter¡¯s position was the lowest in a n, because they were receable at any time) but considered him as a true member of the n now. Chapter 327: Spiritual Share! Chapter 327: Spiritual Share! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr After walking for about a minute, Ling Lan suddenly stopped and motioned to indicate that there was someone ahead of them. The others who had be somewhat rxed due to the daring behaviour of Ling Lan were immediately cautious and alert. After some thought, Ling Lan decided to expose her abilities a little. Thus, she let out her spiritual power, spreading them out into eight feelers, and began to connect them to the spiritual power of Qi Long and the others. The spiritual power of those who had already awakened their innate talents was higher than those who had yet to awaken their innate talents, and Qi Long and the others of her original team already had some of Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power in their minds, so her spiritual power connected with theirs very easily. Meanwhile, [No Mecha Unrepaired] and Li Shiyu had awakened support innate talents and so did not have much attack power. Hence, even though Ling Lan had to spend a little more time, she still managed to connect with their spiritual power in the end. Only when she made contact with Li Lanfeng, her spiritual power was instantly consumed by the spectre power Li Lanfeng had ced around him earlier on as defence. Luckily, Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power level was extremely high and she had deep reserves, so she had not been harmed much even though some of her spiritual power was consumed. That said, suddenlycking a corner in her initially brimming spiritual power still made Ling Lan feel some difort. She frowned slightly, then swiftly circted her spiritual power to instantly refill the spiritual power that had been consumed. Ling Lan may not have been bothered much by the incident, but Li Lanfeng was instantly pale with shock and fear. He was well aware what his own power was ¡ª it was not typical hacker abilities like he had told Ling Lan but horrifying spectre power. The intrinsic nature of spectre powers was to consume and obliterate ¡ª if Ling Lan were to receive any longsting damage from this incident, Li Lanfeng would truly regret it for life. Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart was filled with overwhelming regret. Perhaps he should have been honest from the start about what his true abilities were. That way, Ling Lan would not have rashly reached out and tried to connect with his spiritual power. "Rabbit, are you all right?" In his worry, Li Lanfeng forgot the warning from Ling Lan and called her by his usual address for her. Rabbit? This unusual address made the ears of all the others perk up high. Qi Long and the others shared a quick knowing nce. As expected, their boss was that rabbit mecha which had caused such a sensation back in the newbie area. In contrast, Li Shiyu and Chang Xinyuan were extremely confused. They really could not rte such a cute and harmless creature like a rabbit with Ling Lan. "I¡¯m fine!" Ling Lan, who had been at the head of the team, was instantly right at the back with Li Lanfeng. She pressed her index finger to Li Lanfeng¡¯s lips, her gaze sharp and cold in warning to Li Lanfeng to keep quiet. There were soldiers guarding the exit ahead and she was unsure whether they were NPCs or real people. If they were NPCs, Little Four could cover up everything that was happening here, but if they were real people, there was no way to guarantee 100% safety, so Ling Lan did not dare to be careless. Feeling the warmth of Ling Lan¡¯s finger on his lips, Li Lanfeng seemed to be shocked stiff. He could only stare dumbly at the cold face that had suddenly appeared in front of him and remain motionless. "Release your defence and make it easier for me to connect with your spiritual power." Ling Lan¡¯s voice rang out by Li Lanfeng¡¯s ear. The warmth of her breath caused Li Lanfeng¡¯s ears to slowly turn red, until it was actually bright crimson in the end. After alerting Li Lanfeng, Ling Lan extended a new cord of spiritual power once more to attempt to connect with Li Lanfeng¡¯s spiritual power. Meanwhile, pre-warned now, Li Lanfeng tried his best to restrain his active spectre power, which finally allowed Ling Lan to connect sessfully to his spiritual power. Soon, the situation behind the tunnel was faithfully reflected in the minds of everyone on the team. This was the exclusive special move of the Divine Command sect ¡ª¡ª Spiritual Share! Ling Xiao¡¯s battle n had been able to able to prevail for so longrgely because Ling Xiao had this ability too. After sessfully connecting to Li Lanfeng¡¯s spiritual power, Ling Lan used her spiritual power tomand, "Qi Long, Luo Lang, both of you move." Receiving their orders, Qi Long and Luo Lang immediately split from the group. Due to the Spiritual Share, they knew there were only two sentry guards beyond the tunnel and were also aware of the guards¡¯ every move. They controlled their steps to not make a sound and swiftly moved to the front of the tunnel toy down in ambush. They would wait to attack at the most appropriate time. Everyone¡¯s attention was on Qi Long and Luo Lang, so they did not notice Li Lanfeng at the rear silently holding his chest, as if trying to calm something. At the moment that Ling Lan had been close to him, Li Lanfeng, who had seen Ling Lan¡¯s face at close-range, suddenly noticed that the rabbit was actually very good-looking ... heaven knows whether it was out of fright or due to surprise, but Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart had actually pounded violently during that short moment, and his entire body temperature had risen by several degrees ... However, Li Lanfeng¡¯s self-control was excellent; he regained hisposure after just a few seconds. Just then, Qi Long and Luo Lang, who had long saved up their strength, caught the instant the two soldiers took their eyes off the mouth of the tunnel and charged out. Like two cheetahs that had been waiting to pounce, they abruptlyunched their attacks at their prey. The two of them used their left hands to press on their opponents¡¯ chests, and with their right hand, they plunged a miniature syringe at the necks of their opponents. The miniature syringes had been prepared by Li Shiyu, and the high-effect anaesthetic inside the syringes was also courtesy of Li Shiyu. But the conversion of amon syringe into an attack, a potentially lethal weapon at that, was indeed at the orders of Ling Lan. Ever since Li Shiyu had joined the team, Ling Lan had never even considered just letting Li Shiyu simply be a medical doctor. Instead, she made full use of Li Shiyu¡¯s medical knowledge and tasked Li Shiyu to develop all kinds of medical weapons that could increase thebat power of the team. For example, this miniature tranquillizer syringe which was simple to use and carry around. At the moment these two soldiers were pierced in the neck, their final oue was already decided. The anaesthetic that Li Shiyu specially developed was even stronger than those used in the tranquillizer guns of the military. Initially, Qi Long and Luo Lang had been fully prepared to cope with the opponents¡¯ desperate counterattacks ¡ª but unexpectedly, the moment the syringes pierced the opponents, the tense muscles of the other party suddenly ckened, and their opponents were unconscious right after that. Qi Long and Luo Lang carefully ced the two men to one side of the door, while the rest of the team, who had seen them seed via their mind-link, walked out from the tunnel. When Qi Long saw Li Shiyue out, a greedy expression appeared on his face. Inside their shared mindspace, he requested, "Senior Shiyu, this miniature tranquillizer syringe you¡¯ve created is really too useful! Prepare a few more for us next time, okay?" Powerfully potent, able to take the enemy down instantly, and small enough to carry around inrge quantities ¡ª these syringes would also be effective as hidden weapons. Qi Long was naturally greedy for this type of useful weapon that could be used from the shadows. Sadly, the anaesthetic in the miniature syringes could only be used once. To use them again, they would need to be refilled with anaesthetic. Moreover, Li Shiyu was rather reluctant to make these things, so each member of the team only had three miniature syringes. After those three were used up, they would have to see when Li Shiyu¡¯s mood was good enough that he would be willing to help refill them ... the soporific was controlled by Li Shiyu, so if he did not want to do it, no one could do anything about it. At Qi Long¡¯s request, Li Shiyu¡¯s fair face turned dark. D*mmit, he was a military doctor, a life-saving angel ¡ª not a devil who specialized in making these sorts of harmful weapons ... "Yes, Senior Shiyu, with your tranquillizer weapons, we won¡¯t need to kill others." Ling Lan lightly kicked the two unconscious soldiers lying on the ground. "You¡¯ve allowed us to avoid staining ourselves with this sin. I really don¡¯t know how we should thank you." Ling Lan was spouting these words of gratitude, but the gaze she directed at Li Shiyu was endlessly cold. It seemed to tell Li Shiyu that it was fine even if he did not want to make more ¡ª at most, these youths in their team would just have tomit sin much earlier and stain their hands with blood. Li Shiyu bit on his lip and looked at this bunch of innocent youths before him with hope shining from their eyes. His heart softened once more and he replied, "Understood. When I have time, I¡¯ll make more for you all. You can juste find me to refill them when you run out." Alright, Ling Lan hadpletely grasped the weakness of Li Shiyu¡¯s heart. Li Shiyu truly did not have the heart to let these junior brothers who had just joined the first grade to be exposed so early to killing and sin. This would ce great mental and spiritual guilt and pressure on them, which may lead them to be terrified and suffer from sleepless nights. Li Shiyu would never forget those few cases he had seen in the Military Medical Research Centre. Those cases had all been newbies freshly back from a battlefield. Unable to shake off the guilt they felt after their first kill, they had fallen into severe depression and some even disyed suicidal tendencies ... If only Li Shiyu had known that these first-year youths that were so pure and innocent in his eyes had already participated in a civilian expedition team and been exposed to killing long before joining the academy, he would certainly regret his decision. These youths had already been stained with blood, and their hearts had already be exceedingly strong and ruthless from their experience. It should be said that Li Shiyu was like a pure and kind-hearted rabbit. For the sakes of what appeared to be a group of rabbits in his eyes but who were actually wolves in rabbits¡¯ skins, he was altering his baseline again and again, repeatedly subverting his original three outlooks. Unconsciously, he was going down the path of evolving into a ck rabbit ... Li Lanfeng saw that Li Shiyu had once again chosen to concede, and he knew that this cute and pure younger cousin of his was almost gone. He had mixed feelings about this realisation, unsure what he should say. In the end, he could only sigh ... Li Shiyu¡¯s reply made Qi Long and the others yell out in excitement within their mindspace. Li Shiyu, who had initially felt a bit down forpromising his principles, found his gloomy mood lifting at the sight of his happy juniors. With her back to them, Ling Lan, who seemed to be studying the door before them, found the corners of her lips quirking up subtly. How is this Dux Li so easy to deceive? As someone from the same Li family, the leopard was obviously much more ck-bellied ... Little Four did not open the door, merely transmitting the situation behind the door faithfully into Ling Lan¡¯s mind. Of course, Ling Lan shared this information as soon as she could with the rest of her teammates, and the initially excited group instantly became sombre again, knowing that this would be a difficult hurdle. Because behind the door were another two soldiers staring intently at the door from about 10 metres away. The moment they opened the door, they would be discovered. And the distance of 10 metres was enough for the soldiers to react and sound the rm before the quickest attack of the team could reach them. "Boss, what should we do?" Everyone looked towards Ling Lan and waited for her instructions. If this were the real world, Ling Lan could have used a spiritual attack to knock down the opponents. But here in the virtual world, this killer move of hers is restricted. Just as Ling Lan was pondering how she could handle this perfectly, Li Lanfeng proposed, "Boss Lan and I are both hackers so we can apply some disguises." He pointed to the two soldiers who were lying unconscious and continued to say, "Two people from the team can pretend to be the guard soldiers standing at the door, while Boss Lan and I impersonate people from the base and go in. I think they will not doubt us right away, and as long as we can get close to them, Boss Lan and I will have the opportunity to take them out before they sound the rm." Chapter 328: Spectre! Chapter 328: Spectre! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Li Lanfeng¡¯s suggestion put a shine in the eyes of everyone on the team. Han Jijyun cast a searching look at Li Lanfeng, once again feeling that invisible pressure the other gave him. Ling Lan immediately gave her stamp of approval to Li Lanfeng¡¯s method. Qi Long and Xie Yi were the two brawniest people on the team and thus had the most soldier-like builds. The two of them quickly changed into the uniforms of the two soldiers and separated to stand on both sides of the gate. Other than Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng, the others all ducked into the tunnel again to hide with the twoatose soldiers. Under everyone¡¯s gaze, Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng¡¯s initially ckbat uniforms slowly changed to look like the uniform of the soldiers on the base, exactly like the uniforms Qi Long and Xie Yi had put on. The only difference was their epaulettes ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s choice was a major¡¯s epaulette, while Li Lanfeng wisely chose to be a senior captain. He stood respectfully half a step behind Ling Lan. This move made Ling Lan¡¯s team¡¯s impression of Li Lanfeng rise once more. It should be said that Li Lanfeng was consistently building on his favourability rating among Ling Lan¡¯s team members, and he was achieving his goal handily. When everything was ready, Ling Lan instructed Little Four to open the door. After the doors opened, Ling Lan proudly strutted through the doorway, while Li Lanfeng followed behind her solemnly and respectfully. Meanwhile, Qi Long and Xie Yi were standing straight on both sides of the door with their backs to it. They both executed an exemry military salute at the same time, only putting their hands down again after Ling Lan and Li Lanfeng had passed by. All of it looked exceedingly normal. The two soldiers on the other side of the door were taken aback by the sudden opening of the door and the two officers who had randomly walked through. They shared a doubtful nce because they had not received any news from above that someone would enter the secret base at this time. However, the salutes and respectful behaviour of the two sentry guards at the door made these two soldiers afraid to judge rashly. Perhaps there had been some emergency so those above had not had time to inform them. Still, carrying out their duty as guards, one of the men yelled out, "Password!" Li Lanfeng had already walked through the doors with Ling Lan at this time. When he heard the soldiers ask for a password, his heart skipped a beat and his steps slowed involuntarily. Only Ling Lan¡¯s pace remained steady. As if not at all affected by the other side asking for a password, she continued to walk forwards confidently, even raising her head to look at the two men before her with an extremely cold gaze. "Hn, well done," Ling Lan finally spoke up, praising the two soldiers lightly. This made the two men frown, and as Ling Lan took one more step forward, the faces of the two men were about to change drastically when she continued to say, "The password ..." Hearing the mention of the password, the tense expressions of the two men eased for a moment, and it was at this precise moment that Ling Lan pounced forwards like a cheetah with her entire body, instantlying right up to the two men. She opened her hands wide and flicked them forcefully. Two gleams of cold light shed through the air, and then with a shake and a clench of both her arms, two almost invisible thin ropes flew out from her wrists to instantly loop around the hands of the two soldiers. With a forceful tug, the men were dragged away from their initial position. Ling Lan¡¯s attack had seemedplicated, but it had beenpleted in an instant. The attack hade too suddenly ¡ª those two men did not have any time to react and were pulled right into the air. Ling Lan¡¯s hands pulled downwards, and the two men who had been about to collide with one another in the air abruptly changed directions to fall towards the ground. With a quick dash, Ling Lan was below them, and she caught the two men securely. By this time, the two men were already long unconscious. Ling Lan quietly set them down on the floor. Only then did Li Lanfeng reach Ling Lan¡¯s side. Seeing how much Ling Lan¡¯s speed and mobility surpassed his, Li Lanfeng felt a deep sense of frustration. Whether it be in terms of mecha controls or physical skills, he was considerably worse than the rabbit. It looked like, for him to achieve his dream of fighting by the rabbit¡¯s side, he would need to work much harder. "Just now you had obviously already hit them with the tranquillizer needles. Why did you still pull them out of their positions?" Even though Li Lanfeng¡¯s speed was no match for Ling Lan¡¯s, his vision was excellent. He had managed to see all of Ling Lan¡¯s moves in their entirety during that instant. Ling Lan did not reply, only motioning for Li Lanfeng to go check out the area where the two men had been standing. Li Lanfeng walked over suspiciously, but when he bent down to take a closer look, his expression changed. It turned out that the rm activation device was right where the two men had been standing. Though the two men had seemed to be standing firmly at their posts, in fact, they had each only been standing with one foot t on the ground. The ankle of their other foot was in the air. In other words, their weight was only on the first half of their foot, while their ankle was held off the ground. The moment they noticed anything odd, they need only step down fully and their ankle would trigger the rm instantly. This kind of setup was extremely covert and not easily discovered. It could even guarantee that even if the sentry guards did not react in time and were killed, without the conscious thought to keep their ankles up, the guards¡¯ feet would certainly step down as their bodies lost bnce. The rm would still be sessfully triggered. Seeing Li Lanfeng return with a face full of bted fear, Ling Lan silently swiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Frankly, she too had not known the rm was set up in such a way beforehand. If Little Four had not discovered it and alerted her in time right before she attacked, Ling Lan would definitely have fallen for the trap. Even if she managed to kill these two people, they still would not have been able to avoid triggering the rm. In the end, they would have been forced to run away and return empty-handed. Seeing that Ling Lan had sessfully defeated the two guards inside, Qi Long and the others hurried over. When they saw how the rm here was set up to be triggered, they too were struck with sympathetic fear, eximing that this setup was truly too insane. On the other hand, Chang Xinyuan was extremely interested in the setup. Heid right down on the ground to examine it closely, muttering to himself, as if calcting something. They did not linger for long. Despite Chang Xinyuan¡¯s reluctant gaze, Ling Lan led her team to continue moving deeper into the base. This particr hurdle had indeed been rather challenging, but after that, things became much easier. Perhaps the senior officer of the secret base ced a lot of trust in this rm setup of theirs, for the following few checkpoints were not as crazy andplicated. Ling Lan¡¯s team smoothly made their way to the centre of the base. Ling Lan led her team members to this area and then stopped moving, because if they moved any further, they would enter the range of the spectres¡¯ monitoring. Little Four had long reported to Ling Lan that there were two spectres overseeing the area. The moment they entered within the spectres¡¯ range of detection, they would be ruthlessly attacked and obliterated. Moreover, at this time, Ling Lan had no idea how she could exin to her team members how she had known there were spectres here. Only spectres could sense another spectre ¡ª as for who sensed who first, that would depend on whose spectre abilities were stronger. Furthermore, hacker abilities and spectre abilities were two diametrically opposite abilities 1 , which made it almost impossible for both to awaken in the same person at the same time. Even if there was an ident and someone managed to awaken these two abilities that could not coexist, they would still be unable to make those two kinds of abilities strong together. Because the more powerful the abilities grew, the greater the friction between the two powers would be. The Federation had conducted an experiment once where they had made someone who had awakened both these talents to train them both up equally. In the end, the final oue was that the bearer of the abilities was unable to withstand the build-up of friction between the two powers. His brain had been crushed under the explosive force caused by the shing of the two powers, and he was reduced to a vegetable, never waking up ever again. From then on, the Federation set the restriction so that even if someone awakened both these abilities, they could only choose just one to develop 2 . This information had been carefully conveyed to the students by the instructors of the scout academy around the time their innate talents began to awaken. As such, Qi Long and the others would be well aware of this fact, so she had no way of exining why she could possess such powerful hacker abilities and spectre abilities at the same time. It could only be said that Little Four¡¯s existence was just too formidable beyondprehension. Ling Lan could not find a reasonable exnation even if she wanted to. Right then at that moment, Li Lanfeng, who had been rather subdued due to his shock at the extent of Ling Lan¡¯s skills, suddenly became focused and his expression turned rather grim. As if sensing something, he immediately cut off his spiritual connection to Ling Lan. Under everyone¡¯s stunned gaze and Ling Lan¡¯s quiet realisation, an extremely dangerous aura silently seeped out from his body and began to slowly spread. Everyone felt this aura that made them ufortable and sensed their own spiritual power beginning to shudder violently. At the point where they felt as if their spiritual power were about to be consumed by this aura, Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power abruptly surged up and spread out to swiftly wrap around the spiritual power of the seven others in the team. Ling Lan¡¯s protection greatly stabilised the spiritual power of the seven people. Everyone was still unsettled by the experience; only Han Jijyun stared grimly at Li Lanfeng, as if thinking of something. At this moment, Li Lanfeng had no mind to consider the situation of hispanions. He had sensed two dangerous presences ahead, simr to his spectre powers, though they seemed slightly weaker than him since they had yet to notice his presence. Still, Li Lanfeng¡¯s brow remained locked tight. The other side had two people, so Li Lanfeng could not be certain whether he could go up against both of them and keep everyone in the team safe. Afraid that the other side would discover his presence, he swiftly tamped down on his spectre power. With a grave expression, he turned to look at Ling Lan and said softly, "Rabbit, there are two spectres inside. They are very strong. The moment we enter their surveince range, we will be attacked. Our lives are likely to be threatened." Against just one, Li Lanfeng had the confidence to defeat the other with just a bit of luck. But with two, Li Lanfeng could not be too sure. After all, the spectres inside were just slightly weaker than him. If the two of them had good rapport and worked together, even if he wanted to protect everyone in Ling Lan¡¯s team, he was afraid he would miss something and expose a weakness to be caught by the enemy. Initially, Li Lanfeng had suspected that Ling Lan too possessed very strong spectre abilities. However, as Ling Lan¡¯s hacker abilities had been showcased more and more, Li Lanfeng no longer had much hope for Ling Lan¡¯s spectre power. The things that Ling Lan and the others knew, Li Lanfeng knew as well. Although hacker power and spectre power could exist simultaneously, they could not grow strong together. Perhaps Ling Lan had possessed both these abilities at the start, but he must have chosen to develop his hacker abilities rather than his spectre abilities. Li Lanfeng felt that this was a bit of a shame because almost all spectres were under the control of the Federation military. As the first heir of the Li family, Li Lanfeng naturally could not be a puppet of the military. Thus, when his grandfather had noticed how unique Li Lanfeng¡¯s spiritual power was, suspecting that he might be one of those rumoured spectres, his grandfather hadpletely sealed away all news of this. This was why Li Lanfeng had not been discovered by the military. Chapter 329: Volunteering to Fight! Chapter 329: Volunteering to Fight! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr All these years, Li Lanfeng had not met any other of his kind in the virtual world. This had made him feel rather lonely, and this was also why he had taken an interest in Ling Lan even before he found out Ling Lan was the rabbit. Thinking that the other might have spectre abilities, he had been curious and wanted to find out more about him. "You are not a hacker but a spectre, right?" Just as the otherpanions were astounded by what Li Lanfeng had said, Han Jijyun suddenly asked softly. Han Jijyun¡¯s words surprised the rest of the team. They all knew what spectres represented in the virtual world. No wonder they had felt as if a great catastrophe was upon them just now. The dangerous aura they had sensed at that time was most likely spectre power. Li Lanfeng nodded and said apologetically, "Yes, I¡¯m a spectre. In order to hide my powers, I lied to you all. I¡¯m sorry!" "I knew this already. You all also know there are hardly any spectres in the civilian world. For the leopard¡¯s personal safety, I did not allow the leopard to speak of this," said Ling Lan suddenly, "I hope that this matter ends here. If anyone else finds out the leopard is a spectre, his life will be in danger." Ling Lan¡¯s words caused everyone¡¯s heart to clench. Indeed, spectres had always been the primary targets of assassination by the enemy nations of the Federation. As long as a spectre¡¯s real identity was exposed, their enemies would kill the spectre at any cost. This was also why the Federation military had brought all the spectres in their borders under their control. The Federation needed to protect these spectres, though of course part of the reason was also that they were afraid the spectres not under their control would cause some horrific massacre in the virtual world. In the virtual world, spectres were synonymous with death gods. With the exception of other spectres, no one else could stand up against spectres. Even the most powerful warrior in the real world or the most authoritative leaders and high-ranking officials were like powerless and defenceless babies before a spectre in the virtual world, helpless if the other intended to kill them. Thus, the authorities in every nation both loved and feared spectres. They loved spectres because they could be weapons to threaten the enemy nations with, but they were also afraid the spectres would turn on them and harm them. This had also brought about the tragedy of spectres never ever having any freedom in their lives. No authority would be willing to let these frightening beings that could endanger their lives in the virtual world run around unchecked. For their own safety, they inevitably chose to control, or even ruthlessly obliterate these spectres! "Yes, Boss!" Everyone on the team understood what Ling Lan was saying. Besides, Li Lanfeng had chosen toe clean, which was practically cing his life in their hands ¡ª this was the trust he had in his teammates. Qi Long and the others were extremely moved by this. It was from this point on that Qi Long and the others truly took Li Lanfeng as their ownpanion. He was no longer just a friend of the boss who had joined them halfway, as a member whose status was yet to be determined as temporary or permanent. Han Jijyun threw aplex nce at Li Lanfeng. He mentally apuded Li Lanfeng¡¯s decisiveness in using all he could to obtain the acknowledgement of hispanions, allowing him to integrate into the team at a very fast speed. At this time, he had a hunch that Li Lanfeng might be the strongest rival for his position in the team ... Han Jijyun silently clenched his fists and told himself that he needed to work hard. He absolutely could not lose to Li Lanfeng, this member who had only joined them along the way. He, Han Jijyun, would not give up on the role of military strategist! Hearing Ling Lan speak up in his defence, Li Lanfeng was extremely grateful. He knew very well that he had never told Ling Lan he was a spectre. This should be what the books call a ¡¯bosom friend¡¯ ¡ª at critical moments, the other would help him, ept him, and defend him. Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart pumped violently once again, a sort of indescribable warmth rippling within it. Just as everyone was deciding whether or not to continue with the mission, Ling Lan asked Li Lanfeng with a serious expression, "Leopard, can you withstand the attacks of two spectres?" Only spectres could fight against another spectre¡¯s abilities ¡ª despite having the virtual god Little Four and so being not at all afraid of the spectres, Ling Lan still needed to ask Li Lanfeng this question. After all, on the surface, Li Lanfeng would be the one fending off the spectres. Li Lanfeng considered the issue seriously and then replied, "In terms of pure defence, there should be no problem. It¡¯s just that there are quite a few members in the team. Once we spread out, I¡¯m afraid I might slip up and the opponent might jump on that chance." The connotation was that resisting was not a problem, but their numbers were a little too many since his defence area was not very wide. Once anyone went out of this range of his, he would not be able to guarantee the safety of all the members of the team. This was the statement Ling Lan was waiting for. She decided to let Qi Long and the others wait here while she and Li Lanfeng went ahead to check things out. This decision received firm opposition from the rest of the team; they insisted that they wanted to follow Ling Lan in. They also promised that they would listen to orders and stick closely to Li Lanfeng without veering even one step away. Li Lanfeng saw that none of the team members wanted to retreat and was instantly filled with pride. He spoke up to say, "Rabbit, I will do my best to protect them. Just let theme." Ling Lan figured there should not be any big problems since there was still Little Four as backup, so she nodded and agreed. Ling Lan led the way to thergest door. In fact, they all knew that they had been heading downwards all this while ¡ª who knows how deep they had travelled. But upon seeing thisrge door, every member of their group believed they were already at least 200 to 300 metres deep underground. Ling Lan then used Spiritual Share to disy the situation behind the door to all the team members. It was no longer just a few soldiers protecting this door but a medium-sized team of about 15 people. On both sides of the door were two iron walls, each with three beam machine guns jutting out from shooting ports aimed at the doorway. And at the end of the iron walls, about 30 metres from the main door, six armed soldiers were each holding a heavy firearm and staring vigntly at the door. There were also three more people hiding in blind corners of the iron walls. They really did not need to worry about those three men though ¡ª as long as they did not reveal themselves, they would not be able to attack the group anyway. Moreover, Ling Lan and the others were not afraid that they would activate some rm device either, because once they entered, the spectres would notice them anyway. Thus, they would be exposed regardless of whether the rm was sounded. That aside, other than the spectres, they now also had to make preparations to handle an unforeseen enemy ¡ª mecha warriors. From the image transmitted via Ling Lan¡¯s Spiritual Share, they could see that the area behind the door was vast. There was a space of about 50 metres from ground to ceiling. This proved that not only would ground infantry be present; there might also be mecha operators. The group set aside those potential enemies for now as they began to analyse how they should deal with the current situation. The six beam machine guns were definitely for Boss Lan to deal with ¡ª only Ling Lan had the skill to shoot a hidden weapon urately into the shooting ports to finish off the six shooters inside. Meanwhile, Li Lanfeng had to deal with the two spectres. Once they entered, he would have to put all his strength into that, so he would not be able to spare a hand to help with the physical fighting. Therefore, the others would have to deal with the six soldiers with heavy firearms at the front on their own. Qi Long and the other four of the original group were naturally alright with this. Having grown up under Ling Lan¡¯s tough love, even the weakest Han Jijyun was not weaker than the others by much. The key was what they would do for the sixth soldier. After all, each of them could only handle one person ¡ª that final additional person would be left out, giving him a chance to fire at them. Qi Long gave it some serious thought and felt there was still a pretty good chance of sess. He was just about to say that he would also handle thatst person when Li Shiyu, who had been quietly observing from the side, suddenly volunteered, "That sixth person, leave him to me." This was the first time Li Shiyu had taken the initiative to do something. This surprised everyone, causing them to all turn to look in Li Shiyu¡¯s direction. The intent gazes of the team members disconcerted Li Shiyu, whose fair face was instantly painted with a flush. "Senior Shiyu is from the military medical research specialization. Won¡¯t yourbat ability be a little weak? If there¡¯s an injury or an ident, the loss to the team will be significant. I don¡¯t think it¡¯s a good idea." Xie Yi was the first to object. If they were injured, they still had Li Shiyu to help patch them up, but if Li Shiyu was injured, they would be helpless to do anything about it if it were serious. Xie Yi¡¯s words made everyone nod silently in agreement, believing that letting Li Shiyu handle the final sixth soldier was not very appropriate. Chang Xinyuan¡¯s mouth twitched, about to volunteer himself when Li Shiyu retorted coldly, "Although I¡¯m a military doctor, mybat skills are not at all weak." Li Shiyu¡¯s typically calm eyes were currently zing with the mes of anger ¡ª Xie Yi¡¯s words had made him feel insulted. His expression was proud and confident as he retorted. This expression was very familiar ¡ª when Li Yingjie was disying his proud and haughty side, this was the expression he wore. This caused Qi Long and the others to turn their heads away, unable to look straight at Li Shiyu. As expected of a member of the Li family ¡ª that pride and arrogance were in their very bones. "Ahem ahem, actually, Young Master Shiyu¡¯sbat ability is very good. Our Li family puts great focus on cultivating its inheritors¡¯bat skills from young. Based on what I know, Young Master Shiyu¡¯sbat ability is significantly stronger than Young Master Yingjie¡¯s," Li Lanfeng suddenly interrupted to say with a smile. Though his expression seemed endlessly sincere, as if trying to exin on the behalf of Li Shiyu, for some reason Ling Lan felt a dissonance in his bearing and could not help but feel goosebumps rising all over her body. "Since we¡¯re all from the same team, just call me Shiyu in future," said Li Shiyu earnestly to Li Lanfeng, casting a grateful nce at the other. Li Shiyu frankly loathed the address of ¡¯young master¡¯. However, previously in the military academy, he could not reject the title directly because this was after all tied to the pride and status of his identity as a direct descendant of the Li family. But now, since they had be battle nrades, Li Shiyu felt that this address was no longer necessary nor appropriate. Li Lanfeng smiled widely in response and said with a nod, "Alright then, Shiyu." When he said this, Ling Lan keenly picked up on Li Lanfeng¡¯s buoyant mood. Seeing Li Shiyu¡¯s eagerness to fight and with Li Lanfeng speaking up in support, Qi Long and the others could not find a good way to refuse. So they all turned to look towards Ling Lan, waiting for their boss to give the final word. Ling Lan nodded and said, "Since Senior Shiyu is sure, then it¡¯s decided." Her expression turned stern and she added, "Qi Long, Luo Lang, Xie Yi, Han Jijyun, Lin Zhong-qing, Li Shiyu. The six people at the front are up to you all. You mustplete your duty." "Yes, Boss!" "Yes, Leader!" Even though they all responded slightly differently, the timing of their responses was synchronous. Li Shiyu was currently still unable to call Ling Lan ¡¯Boss¡¯ like Qi Long and the others. Chapter 330: The Lingtian Battle Clan in the Eyes of Chang Xinyuan! Chapter 330: The Lingtian Battle n in the Eyes of Chang Xinyuan! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Right then, Chang Xinyuan, who had been standing to one side without finding an opportunity to interrupt, suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I have some things to give you all." Chang Xinyuan then took out six round metal discs which looked like palm-sized hand mirrors from his bag. He tossed them to Qi Long and the other five and exined, "These are miniature beam shields I created. The power they contain is only able to withstand one heavy artillery attack. Bring them along with you. Although they aren¡¯t that good, they should still be able to y a protective role at critical moments." Chang Xinyuan then exined how to use the miniature beam shields. The appearance of this unexpected piece of equipment delighted everyone; any extra bit of protection was naturally good. They had alreadye so far in this mission ¡ª the hope of sess was in sight; no one wanted to just die and be respawned back at the start. Qi Long thumped Chang Xinyuan¡¯s shoulder enthusiastically, loudly praising how awesome Chang Xinyuan¡¯s little invention was as he did so. The strength behind the thumps almost threw Chang Xinyuan to the ground. Qi Long then requested for Chang Xinyuan to make more of these useful and easily portable small beam shields whenever he had the time. It would be best if each of them could have ten or more of these. With regards to this rather outrageous request of Qi Long¡¯s, Chang Xinyuan was not at all angry. Instead, he was very happy, breaking out into arge grin. For Qi Long to say this meant that he, Chang Xinyuan, was useful to the team ¡ª the members of the team needed him. This was a greatfort to him. Along the way, Chang Xinyuan had realised that every member of Ling Lan¡¯s team was very strong. Whether it was in terms of mecha operation or physical skills, they were much stronger than the average battle n, so much stronger than him. This made Chang Xinyuan feel rather inferior and he had even begun to wonder whether he could remain in the n and actually be a true member. The brotherly bond among the members of Ling Lan¡¯s team made Chang Xinyuan, who had always been alone, endlessly envious. It could be said that Chang Xinyuan had joined Ling Lan¡¯s team at the start out of ack of options ¡ª he had no other choice. If he had passed off the chance to join Ling Lan¡¯s team, he might very likely have had no other opportunity to ever join a battle n after that. The cruel truth of the situation pushed him to take the gamble. When Ling Lan had received that SSS-rank mission, he had indeed hesitated. However, Chang Xinyuan was not a person who would give up at the first sign of difficulty, otherwise he would not have resisted the Thunder King¡¯s oppression for three years. In the end, he chose to fight along with Ling Lan and the others. Over this duration of time doing the mission together, he hade to understand the deep bond among the team members. Boss Lan was very cold and somewhat domineering (this was just Chang Xinyuan¡¯s perception. Ling Lan was actually not domineering at all, she was just used to keeping a ckface), so it was rather stressful trying to get along with him. At times, just making eye contact with Boss Lan would cause him to have difficulty breathing. He knew that the truly strong would always have a type of aura about them. However, he had never encountered someone like Boss Lan who gave him such heavy pressure. If the Thunder King had exuded the same type of feeling as Boss Lan back then, he probably would not have been able to hold out and would have long chosen to capitte. But this domineering, cold, and ruthless Boss Lan would forever stand right at the front of the team and shield them from the wind and rain at the most critical moments. Just like when the maic tsunami had hit, Boss Lan had decisively stayed right till the end to ensure all of them safely entered the mainship first. That time, Boss Lan had almost died in the maic tsunami. Chang Xinyuan was well aware that Boss Lan was not just acting. He was very strict with Qi Long and the others¡¯ training, perhaps even somewhat brutal about it ¡ª he was absolutely a harsh taskmaster. Many times, Chang Xinyuan himself felt that Qi Long and the others were not going to survive. But then, he also saw more than once how Boss Lan would seek out Li Shiyu whenever he had the time to discuss how they could improve the physical constitutions of the team members, along with their endurance and resistance to blows. And all of this was so they continue to stay alive and well, whether it was in Mecha World or in the real world when they fought on a real battlefield in the future. Boss Lan was a responsible boss and an even morepetent parental battle n leader. Following such a boss, he would never have to worry about being pushed out someday to be a sacrificial scapegoat. Alright, the bits and pieces which had happened over this period of time had caused him to be like Qi Long and the others, beginning to idolise Boss Lan ... Meanwhile, Qi Long and Luo Lang were the primary and secondary fighters of the team, the strongest in the team in both mechabat and physical skillsbat, but of course they were iparable to Boss Lan. Back when the New Cadet Regiment had fought against Leiting in the arena, they had been two of the five representatives. Among them, Luo Lang defeated the third strongest in Leiting, while Qi Long fought on even terms with the second strongest of Leiting, only losing unfortunately in the end. All this information had been conveyed to him by Li Shiyu. He had put his entire mind into modifying mecha back then so he was not very clear on the various things that had happened in the military academy, including that arena battle. Xie Yi was very warm and passionate. He was the first among the old members of the team to take the initiative to get to know Chang Xinyuan better. Friendly and cheerful, they got along very well. But Xie Yi¡¯sbat ability was not weaker than Luo Lang¡¯s by much. Typically, in battle ns, the main and secondary fighters would be stronger while the rest of the fighters would be a bracket lower. However, in Ling Lan¡¯s battle n, almost everybody¡¯s strength levels were very close. With Xie Yi¡¯s strength, even if he might not be able to be the primary fighter in another battle n, he more than qualified to be a secondary fighter. But in Ling Lan¡¯s n, due to the fiercepetition with rivals as plentiful as clouds, Xie Yi could only be one of the two wings of the team. Han Jijyun normally looked very austere, as if hard to get along with, and his eyes always shone with a calctive light. Chang Xinyuan had always felt rather nervous around these kinds of strategist-type people, afraid to approach them. But whenever Boss Lan was absent or sitting idly by, Han Jijyun would automatically take responsibility for themand of the team, develop tactics, and make arrangements to keep the team operations running smoothly. During the time they had lost contact with Boss Lan, Han Jijyun had proved that he was well qualified for the role. Back when they had no way of obtaining certain news regarding Boss Lan, he was the one who daringly decided to use the set of false data they had agreed on at the start. Despite part of it being due to Chang Xinyuan¡¯s suggestion, after learning more about hacker abilitiester, Chang Xinyuan had greatly admired Han Jijyun¡¯s boldness and decisiveness, as well as the other¡¯s deep and unwavering faith in Boss Lan ... Meanwhile, Lin Zhong-qing was usually very in and unobtrusive, perhaps even a little like an invisible person, always silently doing his things. At first, Chang Xinyuan had somewhat overlooked him. But then, the team went on the move. Every time Boss Lan wanted an update on the materials remaining for the team, he would definitely ask Lin Zhong-qing. This let Chang Xinyuan know that Lin Zhong-qing was the head logistician of the team. The facts proved that Lin Zhong-qing carried out his role as logistician perfectly. Whenever the team needed something, he would be like the legendary Doraemon, bringing out resource after resource to meet the needs of everyone on the team. It was clear to see that he had a very thorough understanding of each and every member of the team, knowing what they might need. In particr, what surprised Chang Xinyuan was that although he, Li Shiyu, and Li Lanfeng had just joined the team, Lin Zhong-qing had been able to figure out some of their habits within this short amount of time. From there, he had actually been able to also prepare some of the materials they needed ... Li Shiyu had joined the team with him, but the other was already familiar with Qi Long and the others. At first, when Chang Xinyuan had not known their true identities, he could still tell they already knew each other in real life just by their interactions. Li Shiyu was somewhat aloof ¡ª this may just be the characteristic of a dux. Chang Xinyuan did not think there was anything wrong with it; it was normal for those with talent to be a little prideful. Perhaps because he too was a researcher like himself, Li Shiyu was also very straightforward and innocent, maybe even a little soft in Chang Xinyuan¡¯s eyes. That was why he was always unknowingly falling for Boss Lan¡¯s verbal maniptions, having to follow whatever Boss Lan said in the end. Perhaps finding Li Shiyu a little pitiful, Chang Xinyuan often chatted with the other. Perhaps because they were both neers to the team, or perhaps because they were both researchers, and maybe also because the other could sense his benign intentions, the two of them got along very well, always having something to talk about. This was also how he had found out more about Qi Long and the others. During their conversations, they would often talk about their teammates as well as their exploits and achievements. The one Chang Xinyuan could not puzzle out was Li Lanfeng. The other had a great attitude, often seen with a warm and gentle smile. He was always extremely respectful towards everyone in the team and seemed easy-going. However, Chang Xinyuan just did not dare to get too close to him. For some reason, the other felt unsafe, without the sense of stable security Li Shiyu gave him. This might be because Li Lanfeng was a spectre, having an innate dangerous air about him. Chang Xinyuan could only use this reason to reassure himself. In short, Chang Xinyuan had been very happy during this period of time spent with the team. Having been oppressed by the Thunder King for three years, constantly lonely and depressed, Chang Xinyuan treasured the happiness he felt in this brief period of time. He could not bear to lose this again ¡ª he really wanted to join the team and be a permanent member, not just a passing guest. Thus, Chang Xinyuan had spent these past few days in a daze, afraid that his hopes would be nothing but a mirage 1 . This was also why Qi Long¡¯s outrageous request had made him so happy ¡ª it had made him feel just a bit more integrated into the team. In his joy, Chang Xinyuan¡¯s thoughts shifted to the six shooters Boss Lan was going to handle. The best hidden weapon for the task would undoubtedly be the miniature tranquillizer shots Li Shiyu had made. Chang Xinyuan remembered very well that Boss Lan had already used up two as they had passed through the tunnel earlier. Right now, he must only have one left on him. At this thought, Chang Xinyuan quickly brought out the three tranquillizer shots given to him from his bag, passing them over to Ling Lan as he said, "Boss Lan, I remember that you only have one left. To take out those six men, you¡¯ll need another five. I won¡¯t be using these 3 of mine. Why don¡¯t you take them, Boss?" Chang Xinyuan¡¯s words alerted everyone and they all quickly began rifling through their bags to see if they had any more, all of them wanting to give theirs up for their boss to use. Ling Lan speechlessly epted the three tranquillizer shots Chang Xinyuan had handed over. She could not tell them that, as long as she had the materials, Little Four could instantly create countless tranquillizer shots for her ... Li Lanfeng had just taken out his own set of tranquillizer syringes and was about to hand them over when Li Shiyu beat him to it. "Here, leader, I won¡¯t be using these things. Take it." Li Shiyu decisively passed his three miniature tranquillizer syringes to Ling Lan. Ling Lan only took two of the three in his hands and said lightly, "In a bit, you¡¯ll need to use it." Ling Lan¡¯s words gave Li Shiyu pause, but then Qi Long came up to circle an arm over Li Shiyu¡¯s neck and said with a smile, "For those six people we have to deal with, if we want to take them down instantly, we can¡¯tck this creation of yours, you know." Qi Long¡¯s reminder enlightened Li Shiyu. He no longer pressed the matter, taking back thatst syringe in his hand. He mped it tightly between two fingers, prepared to use it when they attacked. Chapter 331: The Existence of a BUG Chapter 331: The Existence of a BUG Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing how well the members, both old and new, were getting along, Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up slightly. Then, her expression turned stony as she ordered, "Get ready to move." Everyone immediately stood up, their initially rxed and smiling faces turning serious and focused in an instant. The initially rxed atmosphere was swept away immediately. Li Lanfeng once again looked admiringly at Ling Lan. He had joined many battle ns before temporarily, but Ling Lan¡¯s battle n was the most efficient. When it was time to rx, they rxed, but the members would never drag the rest of the team down at critical moments ¡ª the transition between moods was perfect. Like now, the moment Ling Lan gave amand, no matter how rxed they had been before, the members could instantly enter battle mode. This waspletely the type of mentality and experience only veteran soldiers could have, yet this bunch of youths three years younger than him had actually managed to attain them. This made Li Lanfeng once again feel the threat ¡ª if he did not work hard to be stronger, he would be left behind by these people if he wasn¡¯t careful. Even as Li Lanfeng felt the pressure, he was grateful. Luckily he had found the rabbit early and was able to join his battle n. He believed that as long as they strive to be strong and continue to grow, the Lingtian Battle n would definitely be one of the strongest battle ns in the Federation. He had faith in Ling Lan, he had faith in himself, and he had faith in these youths. Even if he really did meet that so-called king in the future ... he just did not believe that with the help of the rabbit and these youths, he would still be subject to such humiliation ... Li Lanfeng clenched his fists tight. He would definitely go against the heavens and change his fate! Once everything was ready, Ling Lan led her team members to split up and hide themselves on both sides of therge door, and then she instructed Little Four to open the door. The door swung open abruptly, stunning the people inside. Ling Lan¡¯s team hiding in the wings charged out like ferocious tigers under Ling Lan¡¯s battle cry, each leaping towards their respective targets. Ling Lan took the lead, three miniature syringes in each hand, leaping out in tworge steps. With a stomp of her right foot, her entire body flew into the air. In mid-air, she swung both her hands vigorously, and the six miniature tranquilizer syringes flew out like rays of light, shooting right at those six shooting ports. Ling Lan was very confident that she would not miss, because she had already used the guidance ability of her spiritual power to align the six miniature tranquilizer syringes to follow the route she wanted so that the syringes would unerringly strike the shooters hiding within the iron wall. Six cries of pain rang out and then the sounds abruptly cut off. Why had there been a reactionary sound this time when using the syringes? It was because the openings of the ports were truly too small ¡ª in order to ensure she hit the opponents, Ling Lan had chosen their most fragile parts to target: their eyes. Who asked the shooters to have their eyes wide open, staring through their gun scopes? ording to the flight path, the eyes were the easiest spot to target and hit. Six miniature syringes struck and shattered the gun scopes, and then ruthlessly pierced the eyes of those shooters. Eyes were the most sensitive among the human organs, with the most rapid reflex nerves. That was why the shooters had time to cry out before the anaesthetic could take effect. Still, it was only for that brief moment ¡ª Li Shiyu¡¯s intensified anaesthetic was truly too overbearing. Additionally, the eyes were the closest to the brain ¡ª the opponents were almost instantly put down, which was why the screams had been abruptly throttled. At the same time, Qi Long and the other five following behind Ling Lan overtook her when she leapt up into the air to throw the syringes, instantly sprinting forwards about 30 metres, where they then fiercely leapt at those six soldiers armed with heavy firearms. "Enemy attack!" Seeing six people charging at them, even the dullest soldier knew that these people must be enemies and not friends. One of the men quickly raised his voice to shout, simultaneously raising the heavy firearm in his hands to aim it at the six iing people, preparing to shoot. Although heavy firearms were powerful and fiercely overbearing, it was not so convenient to use them. Using them were by far not as agile as using beam guns, which was why Qi Long and the others had dared to charge in so directly. They were banking on striking with haste before the enemies could rally and shoot. At the moment Qi Long and the others attacked, deafening sirens tore through the vast and empty space. The entire centre of the base was dominated by this screeching sound. Ling Lan¡¯s group knew well that this was definitely the work of those three soldiers hiding in those blind corners. Only they would have had the time to go do such a thing. However, they did not mind. Once they had entered this location, it was impossible for their presence to remain hidden. Qi Long and the other five¡¯s attack speed was extremely quick. Before those soldiers could pull on the trigger of their heavy firearms, Qi Long andpany¡¯s attacks had already arrived. Qi Long¡¯spany knew that the situation was critical, so they used their strongest killing moves from the get-go. Savage fists flew through the air, leaving explosive sounds in their wake which indicated that should those fistsnd, severe injury was certain even if death was avoided. Seeing their own heads about to be struck by these heavy blows, instinct made the six soldiers choose to dodge instead of counterattacking. However, even though they managed to dodge the punches, they still did not manage to avoid the needles held between the fingers of Qi Long¡¯spany. Just a simple graze as the points of the needles broke the skin on their cheeks, and their face was instantly bleeding. However, this sort of minor injury was nothing in the eyes of professional soldiers. They were just about to lift their weapons and retaliate with fire when they found that their own arms were beginning to feel weak. Moreover, they actually felt no pain from their wounds ... Was it poison? No, it was an anaesthetic. They felt their entire body beginning to grow numb until they could no longer move ... at this time, the men saw those six opponents lift up their hands to jab firmly downwards. Yes, jab. Because they could see clearly then that the opponents were holding miniature syringes in their hands. When the syringe jabbed into them once again, in the very next second, they had descended into darkness ... Li Shiyu looked at the people who had initially been standing in their way finally falling down unconscious after being hit by his anaesthetic. He found that it was even easier and more convenient to deal with one¡¯s enemies using medication rather than actualbat ... he subconsciously looked down at the emptied syringe down in his hands, contemtive. Perhaps he should change hisbat style. The results were the same ¡ª the enemy would be downed either way ¡ª so why shouldn¡¯t he make his life easier? Perhaps he should try and apply more of what he had learned into his fighting? Li Shiyu did not have more time to think beyond that; a dangerous aura suddenly surrounded them. Perhaps having experienced it before, or perhaps because their spiritual power had be familiar with Li Lanfeng¡¯s spectre power ¡ª this time, when Li Lanfeng activated his spectre power, Qi Long and the others did not feel particrly frightened. The next second, Li Lanfeng¡¯s body suddenly jerked. Even though Qi Long and the others could not see nor feel anything, they knew that the enemy spectres had most likely tried to attack them while Li Lanfeng had protected them. ******** In the central district of the base, within a beautifully decorated andfortable hidden room, two ck-robed men were sitting with their eyes closed. The body of one of the men swayed violently as a muffled groan emerged from his mouth. Face pale, he opened his eyes and growled, "That bastard D2. Didn¡¯t he say that the people sent by the Federation to investigate, including their spectres, had all been drawn over to the trap? Why is there an attack here with such a powerful spectre?" At these words, the other man opened his eyes in shock. "Carter, you failed?" He had not participated in that attack just now because there were only nine people involved. He thought that hisrade would be able to finish off the group of attackers easily, but hisrade had unexpectedly failed. Moreover, hisrade seemed to have been at a disadvantage against the opponent spectre. "Yes, the opponent spectre is stronger than me. My attacks were intercepted by him. Pete, let¡¯s work together this time. We must make sure they do not return from this attack." "Okay!" Pete¡¯s and Carter¡¯s strength levels did not differ by much. Since the opponent was stronger than Carter, he would not be able to handle the opponent alone either. Still, he believed that as long as the two of them worked together to attack, they would definitely be able to bring down this strong spectre of the Federation. Just thinking that they would be able to kill a powerful spectre filled Pete with excitement. This would mean unparalleled merit! Perhaps his military rank would be pushed higher by this exploit ... Pete¡¯s eyes gleamed with greed. Pete was this confident because the two of them had been partners for over 10 years already, so their rapport was excellent. There had been quite a few singled out and isted spectres who had already died at their hands. Pete did not think that this spectre would be able to withstand their joint attack. ******** Seeing Li Lanfeng standing still, his expression grim, Qi Long and the others could tell the brutal battle between spectres had already begun. Even within Li Lanfeng¡¯s protective range, Qi Long and the others could still feel a sort of invisible pressure as their spiritual power was suppressed by a strange energy. It was extremely ufortable. As time went by, the faces of Qi Long and the others began to pale. Even though Li Lanfeng was doing his best to hold the other spectre back, a little of the other spectre¡¯s power had still seeped out from under his interception. And this little bit of spectre power was enough to make them feel the danger. It was as if something was about to devour their souls. Chang Xinyuan, whose spiritual power was rtively weaker, began to cradle his head with a pained expression, slumping to sit on the ground. Only a little spectre power had leaked ¡ª this was not a direct attack ¡ª and it was already so painful and unbearable. Only now did Qi Long and the others genuinelyprehend the true horror of spectres. Sure enough, within the virtual world, spectres were death gods. This type of attack on their very soul was something they had no strength to resist. Seeing that everyone had experienced the horror of spectres, only then did Ling Lan activate her spiritual power to protect the spiritual power of Qi Long and the others. With the additional protection of Ling Lan¡¯s spiritual power, colour returned to Qi Long¡¯s and the others¡¯ faces. The reason why Ling Lan had not used her spiritual power to protect them to begin with was so that Qi Long and the others could trulyprehend the horror of spectres. This was so that they would not think that spectres were beings they could fight against in future. Before they achieved imperial operator status, anyone would be defenceless babes in front of spectres, freely avable for ughter. Ling Lan remembered very well that her dad had said that the existence of spectres was like a type of BUG in the virtual world. Only imperial operators who knew how to manifest their spiritual power outside their body had the ability to resist. However, not all imperial operators knew how to project their spiritual power because the projection of spiritual power was one of the necessary conditions for advancement to god-ss operator status. Therefore, god-ss operators had no fear of spectres, because they too were god-like existences. Chapter 332: The Aberrant Modification Innate Talent! Chapter 332: The Aberrant Modification Innate Talent! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Boss, your leopard seems to be in bad condition." Following Li Lanfeng¡¯s great battle with the two spectres, Little Four very quickly found their hiding ce by tracking the other side¡¯s spectre power. However, in the meantime, after sessive confrontations, Li Lanfeng who had been fighting on his own was gradually put at a disadvantage ¡ª the situation looked somewhat precarious. "How much longer can he hold out for?" Ling Lan¡¯s brow creased. The opponent spectres were unexpectedly strong. She had not thought the purely defending Li Lanfeng would be worn down so quickly. Little Four rolled his eyes dramatically at Ling Lan. How could a confrontation between spectres be as simple as his boss assumed? Although Li Lanfeng¡¯s spectre powers were strong, he did not have any true battle experience after all. His methods of resisting were extremely rudimentary, which was why he was being worn down so quickly. Otherwise, with Li Lanfeng¡¯s power, which was stronger than the opponents by a bracket, he could have easily held an undefeatable situation with his full focus on defence. "The main reason is that he does not have enough experience, never having fought other spectres before. Plus, those two people are working together very well, which is why your leopard is being foiled at every turn. Still, your leopard is very smart, actually correcting his mistakes in battle and developing his own defensive manoeuvres. Although the situation is rather worrying, to defeat him, those two people will still have to put in quite a bit of effort," reported Little Four to Ling Lan. Ling Lan frowned at those words. She was somewhat unsure whether to let Little Four help the leopard to handle those two spectres or to just continue waiting here patiently and let the leopard gain as muchbat experience as he could against other spectres. "Little Four, what is the situation in the base? Is the other side redirecting arge number of ground troops over?" Ling Lan asked Little Four. If arge number of ground forces was mobilised, she would need Little Four to help out then. After all, their numbers were too few ¡ª they had no way topete with the entire Swift Dragon fleet. Time was of the essence, they could not afford to waste any bit of it. "Ah, I was just about to tell Boss the news!" replied Little Four suddenly, "The Swift Dragon base has not been rmed. Other than alerting those within the basemand, there has been no other disturbance here. Moreover, the people alerted are not the highestmanding officers of the Swift Dragon base." "Looks like there is indeed some problem with the Swift Dragon base. Who knows which faction these people are from ..." Ling Lan silently mused to herself. Trying to kill them right as soon as they arrived, the spectres here are very likely not actually from the Federation military. Perhaps they had been sent by a hostile nation, or perhaps they were from some of those terrorist organisations rebelling against the Federation. They must definitely be afraid of exposing themselves, and so did not dare to cause too great of a ruckus. This was also why the Swift Dragon base had not been alerted ¡ª they were afraid that the mainframe would discover a problem (they must not yet know that the mainframe is already aware that there is a problem here). And the purpose of this trip by Ling Lan¡¯s team was to find out what exactly had happened at the Swift Dragon base. To make sense of this, it was necessary to uncover the backgrounds of these mysterious hackers and spectres. Thinking about it, the true intention behind the mainframe¡¯s assignment of this mission was probably to figure this out ... "Also, those military investigators sent secretly by the mainframe have already been lured to a trap and have already begun fighting. That¡¯s why there won¡¯t be any other spectres appearing here temporarily," Little Four suddenly interrupted Ling Lan¡¯s thoughts to say, "However, there¡¯s some bad news. Although there hasn¡¯t been muchmotion outside, two of the threerge mecha troops protecting this base is on their way here now. I estimate that they will be here in one minute." With a ¡¯thwack¡¯, Ling Lan, who was utterly infuriated at this news, instantly flicked a forceful finger onto Little Four¡¯s forehead. "You rotten Little Four, why didn¡¯t you tell me earlier?" Little Four cradled his aching head and whined, "Isn¡¯t it still in time, telling you now?" Although what Little Four said was still rather reasonable, Ling Lanpletely ignored the pouting Little Four in her mindspace. This Little Four ... treat him a little better and his skin would begin to itch with the urge to do off-key things. She must treat him a little harshly for him to be a bit more reliable ¡ª Ling Lan truly suspected that Little Four had some masochistic tendencies in his bones. Ling Lan decisively cast thoughts about Little Four to the back of her mind as shemanded everyone in her team, "All members, enter your mecha and prepare for battle!" Ling Lan¡¯smand was very abrupt, but Qi Long and the others of the old team were already used to this sort of behaviour from Ling Lan. They instantly unleashed their mecha. Li Shiyu and Chang Xinyuan had only joined the team recently after all, so they were stunned for a moment, slower than Qi Long and the others by a beat. However, their reaction was still pretty quick, releasing their mecha right after Qi Long¡¯s group of five. Meanwhile, Li Lanfeng, who was tenaciously fighting against the two spectres, was thest one to let out his mecha. Defending with all his strength, only when he could ensure no disruption to his duty did he allow himself to let out his mecha. They had just gotten into their mecha when the ground began to quake violently. Only then did they realise why their boss had asked them to get into their mecha. These intense vibrations proved that quite a number of mecha was rapidly approaching them from not too far away. Following the gradually intensifying quaking of the ground, everyone prepared themselves for battle. They each pulled out their cold weapons with their right hands, while their left hands raised their beam guns. The moment Ling Lan gave themand, they would fire. After about 30 seconds, around 20 mecha appeared ahead of them in an arc formation. Ling Lan calmly observed the distance between the iing enemy and her team, silently calcting the best time to attack. Just when they were about 10 metres short of entering each other¡¯s shooting range, Ling Lan shouted loudly, "Fire!" Following thismand, everyone raised their beam guns, aimed at their respective targets, and pulled the trigger. Eight beams shot out from the guns at almost the same time in an attack towards the distant enemy. "Activate beam shields!" Seeing the opposing mecha firing, the invading mecha from the base all activated their beam shields to block. Their numbers were obviously two or three times greater than their opponents. Even if the opponents were attacking them, there were not enough beams to hit all of them. And even if they were hit, the shot mecha might only be hit by just one beam. If any of them were hit twice in a row, then they could consider themselves terribly unlucky today. Furthermore, their beam shields could withstand three beam attacks without sustaining any damage. Thus, none of these mecha chose to dodge, charging ahead fearlessly instead. They were prepared to overwhelm the opponent with their numbers and utterly destroy these terrorists who had invaded the heart of their base. Then there was a loud ¡¯boom!¡¯ and one of the mecha from the mecha horde from the base suddenly exploded. The tremendous explosion even caused coteral damage to the mecha of hisrades around him. Right after that, not too far off, yet another mecha exploded in a simr manner, just not as frightening as the explosion of the first mecha had been. "What¡¯s going on?" This question emerged suddenly in the minds of all the other mecha operators of the base. However, time did not allow them to think any further on it. On the battlefield, death was extremelymonce. Thus, they merely carried their doubts in silence and continued to charge forwards. Ling Lan stared, somewhat dumbfounded, at Chang Xinyuan. The mecha Chang Xinyuan was operating now was not a standard Federation advanced mecha; he had chosen to operate his own intermediate mecha. Having been modified by Chang Xinyuan, although this mecha did not seem very different on the outside, its internal weapons system had already been changed significantly. Ling Lan had already witnessed this back when they had been trying to destroy the door of the transport ship¡¯s hold. Ling Lan knew that Chang Xinyuan¡¯s innate talent in modifying mecha was very strong, which was why he had garnered the Thunder King¡¯s attention so much that the other had not hesitated to use threatening methods to try and force Chang Xinyuan to join him. Ling Lan had been under the impression that she already had a good grasp of Chang Xinyuan¡¯s abilities, but now, from the looks of it, she had still been underestimating his modification innate talent. Ling Lan had never expected that Chang Xinyuan was not only good at modifying mecha, he was equally aberrant at modifying weapons. It was previously shown that he had modified the interference missiles in the mecha¡¯s head portion, transforming them from weak ¡¯ chicken ribs 1 ¡¯ into extremely powerful heavy-artilleryser cannon shots. Although Chang Xinyuan had categorised those projectiles as immature modifications due to the limited firing range, in Ling Lan¡¯s mind, those shots were absolutely a horrific trump card to pull out when circumstances called for it. Just imagine, when a mecha draws into close-range to fight, no one would ever think to defend against those interference missiles from the head of that mecha. This was because even if they were struck by interference missiles, at most their mecha would be left with several faint and negligible scratches. The mecha would not be significantly damaged, let alone the mecha operator sitting inside it. Therefore, no one would be on guard against interference missiles. Then, imagine if, at that time, aser cannon shot were to be unleashed suddenly from the head of that mecha ... The power of aser cannon is several tens or even hundreds of times stronger than that of an interference missile. Undoubtedly, even if the mecha on the receiving end of aser shot head-on would not bepletely destroyed in the st, the concussive force from the resulting st would be enough to give them a whole lot of trouble 2 ¡ª even if they did not die, they would still be half-dead. Thus, the range problem Chang Xinyuan was regretful about was not a problem at all in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes. However, back then, the situation had been pressing, so Ling Lan had not had a chance to discuss this with Chang Xinyuan. Ling Lan had believed that that was already Chang Xinyuan¡¯s most outstanding design, but unexpectedly, Chang Xinyuan had given her a great surprise. The one behind the first explosion of the enemy mecha was precisely this Chang Xinyuan who looked like he had the poorestbat capacity. They were all using beam guns, but Chang Xinyuan¡¯s beam gun was not shooting the standard white beams. Instead, the beam from his gun had a thread of strange purple light running through it. This beam instantly eliminated the energy powering the beam shield and caused the mecha it hit to explode violently. Even at the time of explosion, Ling Lan could see slight traces of purple light within the mes ... Meanwhile, the explosion of the other mecha was the result of Ling Lan and her original team members working together. Qi Long and the other four had not chosen to shoot randomly, choosing instead to attack the one target Ling Lan had selected. Struck by six beams at the same time, that mecha¡¯s beam shield had no way of holding out. The natural oue of this was the explosive destruction of that mecha. Battlefields were constantly changing ¡ª it did not allow for any distraction among the participating fighters. No one else noticed the strange power of Chang Xinyuan¡¯s beam gun other than Ling Lan. Qi Long and the others were merely secretly d that their first attack had been so lucky as to eliminate two mecha. This was extremely advantageous to them. The fight had just begun and the other side was already down two mecha. Both the team leaders and the team members on the other side returned fire indignantly. Beams shot out simultaneously from both sides, butpared to the other sides¡¯ brute force approach, Qi Long¡¯s group nimbly evaded the beams heading for them with agile and intricate steps. Chapter 333: A Weakness Appears! Chapter 333: A Weakness Appears! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The steps Qi Long and the others used to evade were not movements that Li Shiyu and the other newer members were familiar with. Only the eyes of Li Lanfeng, who was still fighting the enemy spectres, lit up when he saw those moves. He had seen the rabbit use moves simr to these 7 years ago while they were practising for the assessment. It looked like these techniques must be unique arts from the rabbit¡¯s sect. Since Qi Long and the others could learn them, did this mean that he would also be able to learn these movester on? The reason why Li Lanfeng would be so taken by this set of steps was that each of the stepping points in the set was exceedingly strange,pletely going against conventional logic andws of inertia. Oftentimes, ces which you did not think was possible to get to, you would be able to get there urately using this set of footwork. This type of utterly unpredictable evasion method would cause all the enemies¡¯ attacks to strike air. Just like Li Lanfeng predicted, this set of footwork which Qi Long and the others were currently disying was indeed taught to them by Ling Lan. However, it was not like Li Lanfeng believed ¡ª these steps were not an exclusive art of Ling Lan¡¯s sect but were something Ling Lan had learned in the learning space. It was also the most basic evasion footwork for mecha avable in the learning space. This set of basic evasion footwork from the learning space had been derived over the umted tempering of time. Each step in the set was the fruit of concentrated effort from countless mecha operators within the Mandora star system over tens of thousands of years. Ling Lan had tested it ¡ª as long as one mastered this set of evasion footwork, learning any of the other so-called advanced evasion techniques of the Federation after that was extremely easy. Having discovered the benefits, Ling Lan naturally did not forget about herpanions. After obtaining permission from Instructor Number Three, she taught this set of footwork to Qi Long and the others. In order for them to integrate this footwork into their instincts, Ling Lan used extremely brutal and punishing training, just like Instructor Number Three had within the learning space, to force Qi Long and the others to rapidly be used to the steps. Simrly, Qi Long and the others also thought that these steps were part of General Ling Xiao¡¯s legacy. After all, only a god-ss operator could have such a strange and inexplicable set of footwork. Li Lanfeng had already been obsessed with this wondrous set of footwork of the rabbit¡¯s ever since he first saw it seven years ago. Now, seeing that there was the possibility of learning it, he was instantly thrilled. This surge in emotion spurred his initially suppressed spectre power to expand rapidly in reaction, instantly flinging off one of the spectre powers attacking him fiercely. "Pfft!" In the hidden room, one of the ck-robed men suddenly threw up a mouthful of blood. "Pete, what happened?" Seeing this, Carter¡¯s expression changed drastically. "The opponent spectre¡¯s power suddenly became stronger. My attack was reflected back at me, so I suffered some injury." Pete rubbed at his brow with his fingers, beginning to soothe his somewhat chaotic spectre power after suffering from the counterattack. "Could the opponent be ying around with us?" Carter¡¯s expression fluctuated uncertainly. The power of a typical spectre was stable and would not suddenly increase by so much at once. The only exnation he could think of was that the opponent had not been going all-out from the start. Carter¡¯s words made Pete¡¯s expression change as well. "Then what do we do?" If the other was truly ying a pig to eat a tiger, then they were truly in a very bad position. No one wants to die, even if these people were spectres who had always been reaping the lives of others. "D*mn, how much longer will they need to handle things over at the trap?" said Carter angrily. In order to ensure their safety, he had immediately contacted D2 who had been holding the fort at the heart of the base, telling him to inform D1 to send another spectre over to help as soon as possible. D2 had responded quickly, telling Carter that there was a great fight around the trap at the moment. The enemy spectre there was extremely powerful, so they needed two spectres working together to kill the other. It would be difficult to pull either spectre out for the time being, so he could only ask that they continue to hold on. D2¡¯s words implied that both sides were simrly fighting just one enemy spectre, so why did they need an extra hand when killing the enemy spectre at the trap was only a matter of time? In particr, the part where he told them to continue holding on was obviously tinged with contempt. This made Carter so angry he could feel the rage swell in his chest. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and say that they would take down the enemy spectre on their own, as long as the mecha warriors could handle all the other small fry; the connotation being that these mecha warriors sent by D2 were truly too weak. These two were so at odds because spectres and hackers belonged to two separate systems inpetition with one another, neither willing to back down. Spectres have always considered themselves the gods of the virtual world, able to dictate the life or death of everyone in the virtual world. Meanwhile, hackers were just an inferior bunch of rebels, unstable elements in the virtual world. In contrast, hackers believed that they themselves were the true masters of the virtual world. They could alter the virtual world with their abilities, even turn the entire virtual world on its head. In their eyes, spectres were just a bunch of demons lurking within the virtual world, a bunch of revolting, dark stinkbugs that made them feel afraid even as they were filled with disgust ... Carter angrily cut off his call with D2. If their superiors had not ordered their group of spectres to listen to the orders of the hackers from group D, he would have long have given the other a taste of what¡¯s what. Knowing that they would not be getting any reinforcements, Carter and Pete held an emergency discussion and then decided to y it a little safer. This time, they would not attack one after the other, but instead attack together. Their original strategy of attacking one after the other was to not give the opponent any time to rest ¡ª it was a n to exhaust the stamina of the other spectre. However, now, in view of the unfathomable power of the opponent, they decided it would be better to attack together for the sake of safety. Thus, the two of them attacked Li Lanfeng at the same time. Thisbined spectre attack almost broke Li Lanfeng¡¯syered spectre power defensive shield. He had initially been able to operate his mecha to dodge the enemy mecha¡¯s beam attacks, but now he could no longer spare the effort to do so. Against the simultaneous forceful attack of two spectres, Li Lanfeng needed to use all his strength to withstand it ... During this time, as Qi Long and the others were dodging, they had managed to take down another three mecha by working together. Compared to how easy things seemed to be for Qi Long and the original team members, Li Shiyu was obviously struggling a lot more. He was hit several times by the enemy¡¯s beams, but luckily it was only one or two beams each time. With the protection of a beam shield, he had not taken any damage. However, the situation soon took a turn for the worse. Li Lanfeng¡¯s strange behaviour had been noticed by quite a few of the enemy mecha. In contrast to the other unhittable mecha who were evading their attacks so mysteriously, Li Lanfeng¡¯s almost immobile mecha was an obvious sitting target. They all knew to go after the weakest link 1 , and so all the attacks of these mecha began to congregate onto Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha. As he was the closest to Li Lanfeng, Li Shiyu was the first to see the threat to Li Lanfeng. He rushed forwards without hesitation to use his own mecha as a shield. "Hells!" Qi Long and the others too became aware of the problem now. They all began to gather around Li Lanfeng, and this odd shift brought the attention of all the remaining enemy mecha who had initially been oblivious to the weakness of their team. The number of beams attacking Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha increased even more ¡ª with this, even Qi Long and the others had no choice but to control their mecha to block some attacks and try to divert attention. The team was put into a passive position. Ling Lan was just about to order Little Four to help Li Lanfeng finish off those two spectres when Chang Xinyuan operated his mecha to rush and stand before Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha, shouting, "You all go and finish off the other mecha, I¡¯ll protect Li Lanfeng." Following this cry, Chang Xinyuan¡¯s mecha suddenly transformed from a humanoid mecha into arge pot lid 2 . Therge pot lid abruptly stretched and covered Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha entirely ... "Holy crap, Chang Xinyuan, what is this thing?!" Qi Long saw the other¡¯s mecha transform into this extremely ck,rge pot lid and could not help but exim in shock. "One of my immature designs. I¡¯m not very good at mecha piloting, so I was afraid of pulling down my battle n in future. That¡¯s why I designed this most defensive solution. I call it Divine Turtle Shield. It¡¯s used to attract the enemy¡¯s fire, allowing my other teammates to attack freely ..." exined Chang Xinyuan, "But for now, I can only make this pot lid shape. It¡¯s rather far still from my original idea of a turtle¡¯s shell, and even its defensive strength is not at the standard I would like." "How long can it hold out for?" Ling Lan asked as she continued to fire her beam gun. She pulled her trigger consecutively, attacking a particr mecha ten times in session at the exact same spot, finally destroying that mechapletely. "It¡¯s able to block the simultaneous attacks of 10 beam guns for 10 minutes. The other side has approximately 20 mecha left. I should still be able to hold out for 5 minutes." Hearing Boss Lan ask about his shield, Chang Xinyuan quickly answered without daring to include any irrelevant chatter. Facing Ling Lan, Chang Xinyuan was still rather timid. "Good! Chang Xinyuan, mark this down as a merit for yourself. Lingtian Battle n, follow me!" With no more worries holding her back, Ling Lan gave this direct order and then charged on her own out into the fray. Ling Lan was not a person who liked to attack passively; she liked taking the initiative. Since Li Lanfeng was being protected by Chang Xinyuan and would not be in any danger for the next five minutes, she decided to go head to head with the enemy. Only in this way would they be able to hinder the other side¡¯s unbridled attack on Li Lanfeng so Chang Xinyuan would be able to hold out for even longer. As for those two spectres, Ling Lan was prepared to let Li Lanfeng continue ying with them, with Little Four acting as an alert guardian. Ling Lan felt that it was worth taking the risk if Li Lanfeng could gain a little more experience. After all, a battle between spectres was not so easy toe across. Howling exuberantly, Qi Long and the others charged out after Ling Lan. Finally, the des of the two sides shed, and the enemy mecha¡¯s thoughts of steamrolling their opponent by relying on their numbers were thoroughly crushed by Ling Lan. In order to bring her fullbat power into y, Ling Lan was using the standard Federation advanced mecha which was at the same level as the enemy mecha. Meanwhile, Ling Lan¡¯s true level had long been at mecha master level though Ling Lan was unsure whether she was in special-ss level or already in ace level. This was because she had promised her father before that before she managed to gather enough points in Mecha World to redeem an equivalent mecha, she would not cross-levels to operate a more advanced mecha. Of course, when Ling Xiao had found out that the mission she had received this time was an SSS-rank mission, in order to ensure Ling Lan¡¯s safety, Ling Xiao had handed his own imperial mecha to her and permitted her to use it at critical moments. Thus, finally operating a more suitably advanced mecha, Ling Lan¡¯s sealed powers were beginning to manifest. Like a wolf let loose into a flock of sheep, she began her wild massacre. A sharp roundhouse kick sent the 4 or 5 mecha around her flying. And as they were iling around defenceless, she raised the beam gun in her right hand and sent a barrage of shots firing at those mecha¡¯s cockpits. Her super strong close-rangebat skillsbined with perfect and urate marksmanship caused three mecha to explode in an instant. Ling Lan¡¯s super strong attack power bbergasted the surrounding enemy mecha. In unnned unison, they actually stopped their attacks to stare dumbly at that fearsome mecha standing tall within the raging mes and thick smoke. Chapter 334: An Intense Battle! Chapter 334: An Intense Battle! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In another hidden room, D2 was directing the hackers as they put their full effort on carrying out project T. Witnessing this scene unfold, D2 could not help but cry out, "He cannot be just an advanced mecha warrior! He must be an ace mecha master ..." Sitting beside D2, cold sweat poured from D3¡¯s forehead as he urged D2 anxiously, "Quick, inform D1 to send our ace operator over. Otherwise, relying on these mecha warriors alone, we won¡¯t be able to stop him." D3¡¯s reminder abruptly jolted D2 to awareness. Project T was just a little short of sess now ¡ª if the opponent managed to break into this area, all their previous efforts would be for naught. Thus, they quickly contacted D1, but the news they received in return was that the fight at the trap area had fallen into a stalemate. An ace operator who was infinitely close to breaking through into imperial status had appeared there as well, and their ace operator was currently already engaged in battle there. "We need to stall." Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s team finish off another 4 or 5 mecha, D2 knew he could not afford to hesitate any longer. He decisively sent the remaining two mecha teams over. "How much longer will it take to seed?" D2 asked one of his subordinate hackers who was carefully channelling his hacker power into a ck box inside the hidden room after the mecha teams had left at a sprint towards the battlefield on his orders. "It has already entered the propagation stage. Based on this speed, we need at least one more hour for proper formation." The subordinate hacker wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and answered softly. "Can¡¯t you speed it up at all?" When D2 heard they would still need an hour, he frowned. "No more than we have. Any faster and it¡¯ll be dangerous. They will devour our power, all of it ..." When the subordinate hacker heard the request to speed up, his face instantly changed. He had been there during the research process of the T-virus. Previously, someone had once tried to speed up the cultivation process by sending great amounts of hacker power at it, but in the end, he had been consumed mercilessly by the T-virus. That person¡¯s final oue had been death. His subordinate¡¯s reminder calmed D2 down. He too knew of that incident that year and knew the cultivation of the T-virus could not be rushed. He could only hope that everything would turn out well ¡ª as long as the cultivation seeded, they could then leave the virtual world and quietly wait for the victory the T-virus would deliver to them. The Chinese Federation would be their prize. "Boss, they¡¯ve sent another two mecha teams over." The mecha teams¡¯ movements naturally could not be concealed from Little Four who was closely monitoring the secret base. This time, Little Four had learned from his previous mistakes ¡ª he immediately reported this to his boss so that his boss would not flick him in the head and bully him again. "D*mmit, forcing me to go all out." Ling Lan ced all of the energy blocks she had in her bag into the standard Federation advanced mecha she was currently piloting. If not for the fact that crossing levels to operate a higher level mecha was a great burden on the body, Ling Lan would have liked to use the imperial mecha more. Its standard-equipped six-tube maglev 1 cannon would need only 3 to 4 shots to finish off all these mecha operators. Ling Lan sighed internally. For now, imperial mecha could only be ast resort, not to be used unless absolutely necessary. She knew well that based on her current level of strength, she could only operate an imperial mecha for 5 minutes. Beyond 5 minutes, her body would not be able to endure the tremendous feedback force generated by cross-level mecha operation and would copsepletely. Doing such an idiotic thing in the enemy¡¯s main camp was utter suicide ¡ª Ling Lan would definitely not let herself fall into such a desperate situation just to show off momentarily. Ling Lan had just filled her power up to the brim when she felt a faint vibrationing from the ground. It went without saying that the final two mecha teams of the heart of the secret base were rushing over. Ling Lan¡¯s team needed to finish off these enemy mecha before them now before those mecha arrived. Otherwise, with the addition of 20 or more mecha, they would not be able to hold out no matter how strong their control skills were. "The enemy is sending reinforcements. Hurry up and kill off these mecha." Ling Lan connected to the team¡¯s dedicated channel and issued a decisive order. (Little Four had created this dedicated channel for the nine of them at the moment they had boarded their mecha.) Everyone knew the situation was critical and that they needed to go all out. Like Ling Lan, they plugged in the spare energy blocks they had in their bags, making sure their mecha were fully charged. In the uing battle, they would no longer try to save power by sealing away some of the advanced techniques that consumed a lot of energy. Qi Long and the original four plus Li Shiyu each controlled their own mecha and began sprinting. They weaved left and right as they ran so that the enemy could not predict their route, and so could not hit them with beam guns. Furthermore, this kind of airy and mobile running method made the enemy unable to determine which target they were aiming for ... All the enemy mecha became nervous, because any of their remaining group of 18 mecha could be the attack target of the six iing opponents. Suddenly, the figures of the six fluttering mecha vanished ... Oh, no, not vanished, rather, the six were drawing indistinct ephemeral streaks of light through the air. This was the advanced technique only advanced mecha warriors could learn ¡ª Light-and-Shadow Slidestep. There were two types of footwork techniques for advanced mecha warriors. One was the Z-flicker, which was in fact what Qi Long and the others had been using at first, while the other was the Light-and-Shadow Slidestep they were disying now. The reason why they had chosen to use the Light-and-Shadow Slidestep in this final attack with unnned synchronicity was because the technique not only functioned to increase speed but also had the effect of confusing the enemy. It would cause a disyg on the external cameras of enemy mecha, making it difficult for the enemy to determine their true position and attack timing. Of course, experienced advanced mecha warriors could make judgements based on pure experience and would not be fooled by the Light-and-Shadow Slidestep ... however, these mecha operators before them now were not truly controlled by humans but were true NPCs. Right after engaging them inbat, Qi Long and the others had already figured this out. In the settings of the mainframe, these NPCs only had 20% probability of not being confounded. In other words, the likelihood of them being confounded was rather high. Meanwhile, Qi Long and the others ignored these NPC mecha¡¯s wild beam attacks. The next second, they were already before their respective target mecha, ruthlessly lifting up their cold weapons to swing it down savagely at the opponent. The beam shields of mecha could be said to be specially designed to deal with a variety of energy weapons such as beam guns ¡ª against cold weapons which were pure physical violence, beam shields were rather weak. Five mecha were subject to fierce chops by Qi Long¡¯s group. The strikes instantly broke through the energy of the beam shields and the powerful force behind the blows mmed into the enemy mecha. The intense collision between weapon and mecha instantly created a string of sparks. Qi Long and the others had not been attacking mindlessly ¡ª the areas they had chosen to attack were the various joints of the mecha. In order to maintain the flexibility of mecha, the defensive strength of certain areas needed to be sacrificed during the manufacture of mecha. For instance, at the shoulders, the neck, the hips, the arms, the ankles, the knees and so on. Their chosen target areas made their attacks effective immediately, directly destroying a part of the mecha. Only one mecha managed to dodge the crisis this time. It had fallen into the 20% chance of not being confounded ¡ª it could be said that mecha had been extremely lucky. The one who failed was Luo Lang and this made Luo Lang rather displeased, unable to figure out why he was the only one so unlucky. Luo Lang gritted his teeth and followed up with another attack. Since he had failed, he would just have to make up for it. He did not believe that the enemy would still be so lucky to fall into that 20% the next time he attacked. Luo Lang was full of confidence for his attack this time, but when he found that he had once again struck air, his entire pert face became flushed red with anger. D*mmit! Even if his appearance was a little feminine, that didn¡¯t mean others could look down on him like he was a girl! Fuming, Luo Lang followed up with another Light-and-Shadow Slidestep. It looked like Luo Lang had decided to challenge the mainframe till the end. He just did not believe this NPC mecha warrior would truly be so lucky and avoid being confounded three times in a row ... Dreams are beautiful but reality is cruel ¡ª Luo Lang¡¯s confidence-filled third attack was once again evaded by the NPC. Right then, Luo Lang could not stop himself from cursing, "Bastard ..." ******** Meanwhile, Ling Lan, who was attacking with both hands, had also been using the Light-and-Shadow Slidestep. Against real people, this technique more or less had its weaknesses, but against NPCs, it was extremely effective and was one of the primary techniques for all yers. The cold weapon she was using right now was the wondrous weapon Regretless that Chang Xinyuan had forged. The special sharpness Regretless possessed was disyed to maximum effect by Ling Lan at this moment. With a swing to the left and a sh to the right, Ling Lan instantly split open the outer shell of two mecha before her. She felt that the tough outer shell of mecha was not as sturdy as she had imagined ... her swings had sliced through easily, chopping right into the cockpit of the mecha. The cockpit of a mecha was its most deadly weakness because the operator was housed within it. Whether it was an NPC or a real human pilot, once the mecha¡¯s cockpit was struck, the mainframe would judge that a devastating blow had been struck to the mecha. Sure enough, the mecha exploded and on Ling Lan¡¯s screen, the notification window indicated that the enemy mecha had been utterly destroyed. Seeing this, Ling Lan could not help but blink, stunned, ncing over at Regretless in her hand in disbelief. She had always known Regretless was sharp, but she had not imagined that it was this sharp. A standard advanced mecha in Mecha World actually could not even hold up against even one of its attacks. Right then, an enemy mecha behind Ling Lan saw that Ling Lan had stopped moving after destroying two of hisrades. Thinking that he had a chance for revenge, he swiftly raised the cold weapon in his hands and swung it fiercely at the back of Ling Lan¡¯s head. Ling Lan, who had the entire situation in hand, thrust Regretless backwards without hesitation. This move was so concealed and sudden that the other mecha had no time to react, instantly pierced through the cockpit by Regretless. The highly raised cold weapon in that mecha¡¯s hands was now powerless to chop downwards. Executing a scorpion kick 2 , she kicked out powerfully, sending that mecha flying to crash into the back of another mecha who was desperately attacking Chang Xinyuan¡¯s pot lid with its cold weapon. The sudden attack from behind him did not give that mecha any time to react. He stumbled forwards uncontrobly, falling onto Chang Xinyuan¡¯s pot lid mecha, his attack interrupted. He was just about to struggle his way up from Chang Xinyuan¡¯s pot lid mecha, when two huge sets of teeth appeared on both sides of the pot lid to bite down mercilessly on that mecha. As the pot lid waspletely swarmed by enemy mecha, no one saw when the centre of the pot lid suddenly split open slightly to form a round hole. Then, a beam twined with purple shot out at the mecha caught in the grasp of the teeth, sting a hole of about 50 centimetres in radius through the mecha. The spot it sted though was precisely the cockpit of the mecha. And thus, the enemy mecha fell to Chang Xinyuan¡¯s pot lid mecha ... Chapter 335: Destroy Them All! Chapter 335: Destroy Them All! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr As for that mecha which had been sent flying by Ling Lan¡¯s kick, after its collision with its allied mecha, it had bounced back to crash into the ground and had not gotten up again after that. If anyone was paying attention, they would see a long and t opening at the heart of the mecha¡¯s cockpit. Blood was dripping slowly from it, gradually staining the ground below it red ... Having eliminated both mecha on her end, Ling Lan saw Luo Lang¡¯s third failure and decisively raised her right arm and shot a torrent of beams from her beam gun at his opponent, striking that mecha at its knee. The knee was the weakest point of defence in a mecha. Hit so suddenly by Ling Lan¡¯s attack, it instantly burst into a small shower of sparks, and the mecha¡¯s evasive movements slowed. At this moment, Luo Lang, who had still not given up, used the Light-and-Shadow Slidestep for the fourth time, swinging the cold weapon in his hands angrily at his opponent¡¯s neck. Perhaps because its knee was already broken, causing the mecha to be unable to retain its bnce, and also because Luo Lang¡¯s angry swing had an unusual amount of power behind it, the mecha was instantly sent crashing to the ground by the blow. Luo Lang was unforgiving once he gained the upper hand. Once again he raised his cold weapon and began shing it down again and again like a wild thunderstorm down at that mecha on the ground, so mad and violent that it seemed like he wanted to dice the mecha up into a heap of scrap metal. Perhaps even the NPC mecha did not want to suffer such abuse, finally deciding to self-destruct. Fortunately, Luo Lang had good reflexes and managed to avoid the resulting explosion and did not receive much damage. However, this scene just made Luo Lang even angrier. He truly felt that the mainframe was absolutely picking on him. None of the others¡¯ opponents had self-destructed, while his had just happened to choose to try for mutual destruction? Once more he charged forwards, kicking out fiercely at the burning scrap heap. That bundle of scraps was sent flying, and by sheer unfortunate coincidence, it was flying in Ling Lan¡¯s direction ... At this time, Ling Lan was fighting with two other mecha. Her Regretless was shing violently with the cold weapon of one mecha, while on her right, another mecha¡¯s cold weapon was shing down ferociously at Ling Lan¡¯s head. It wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan did not have any room to dodge to, but it just so happened that the ming bundle of scraps Luo Lang had kicked had appeared at the spot she would have dodged to. Luo Lang¡¯s initially towering rage was instantly doused by this scene. He felt a chill shoot into his bones and there was only one thought in his mind ... he was dead meat. He jerked and shouted, "Boss, dodge!" Facing this dilemma where either choice would result in a hit, Ling Lan just calmly kicked out against the mecha on her left who had been crossing des with her, sending the other stumbling back a step. Then, with a spin of Regretless, she smacked that ming ball of scraps and sent it flying towards that mecha which had stumbled back from her kick. That enemy mecha had not expected the fireball flying towards his opponent to suddenly fly at him instead; he was hit directly. The great force behind the crash made him stumble back uncontrobly for another 4 or 5 steps before he managed to catch himself. Although Ling Lan had dodged this flying ident, she now had no time to avoid the other mecha¡¯s overhead strike. But then, something miraculous happened. Borrowing the force of the smack she gave to the fireball, Ling Lan¡¯s mecha slid in the opposite direction for about one metre, and this one metre allowed her to narrowly escape that fierce sh by the enemy mecha. After evading the attack, taking advantage of the other mecha being caught in the tail-end of its attack, Ling Lan executed a flick and swish ¡ª with a cold sh of light, Regretless lopped off the enemy mecha¡¯s right arm. Ling Lan¡¯s attack did not stop there. Right afterwards, she pushed off her right foot and her entire mecha leapt into the air till she was about 7 to 8 metres off the ground. There, she lifted her right leg high before kicking out in a downwards side kick. A loud ¡¯bang¡¯ rang out as her right kick struck the mecha which had lost its right arm. The great force applied from above it sent the mecha crashing to the ground ... As Ling Lan¡¯s mecha descended, Regretless drew a lovely arc through the air. In the end, with its tip pointed downwards, it stabbed right through the mecha¡¯s cockpit. This series of actions werepleted in the blink of an eye ... When Luo Lang saw that Ling Lan had avoided the flying ident he had kicked over, he instantly let out a sigh of relief. But before he could rejoice for long, he heard Ling Lan say cially, "Luo Lang, when we return, private room training for a week!" As she said this, Ling Lan was coldly pulling Regretless out from the enemy mecha¡¯s cockpit. "Ah ..." Luo Lang groaned. He had only been venting a little ¡ª who knew things would end this way? One week of training in a private room, under Boss Lan¡¯s savage treatment ... would he survive? "Not continuing to fight yet? Do you want private room training for two weeks?" Before Luo Lang¡¯s groan had fully faded, Ling Lan¡¯s icy voice had risen eerily in the team¡¯sms once more. Thus, Luo Lang¡¯s initial mournful groan instantly became a savage howl as he leapt like a rabid wolf at one of the final remaining mecha. Qi Long and the other three had just finished off their own opponents when they heard Ling Lan¡¯s warning words to Luo Lang. Cold air seeped into their hearts and without even thinking about it, they too quickly leapt savagely towards those few remaining mecha ... Boo hoo hoo, Boss, we¡¯re performing so well. Don¡¯t take out your anger on us please. If you want to hold private room training, please just take the main culprit Luo Lang. Please don¡¯t involve us. The brutality of private room training was to the extent that the faces of Qi Long and the others would drain of colour at the mere mention of it. In order to avoid letting themselves experience such deep and enduring pain again, Qi Long and the others pushed themselves to their maximumbat power, beating their opponents sopletely that they could not resist at all ... Right then, Li Shiyu had also confronted thest enemy. Baffled, he nced at Qi Long and the others, unsure why they were acting like they had ingested some high-effect stimnts. Their battle power now was at apletely different level from before ... could it be that there was some hidden secret behind private room training? Perhaps it would be helpful for his research into developing the potential of the human body so he should find team leader Ling to discuss it properly? This was what Li Shiyu thought. Qi Long and the other few fighting to the best of their ability suddenly felt a chill rise from within their very bones ... was their boss truly thinking about throwing them all into private room training? At the thought of this possibility, they began fighting even harder, wishing they could kill off all the mecha before them immediately so they could tell Boss that they definitely did not need to go back for some private room training. Their ramped up performance let Qi Long and the others finish off their respective opponents within one minute. Seeing their initial numbers, which had been several times more than the invaders, instantly decimated by these enemies who had invaded the secret base, that mecha which had been sent stumbling away from Ling Lan due to its collision with the fireball could only stare in frozen fear as Ling Lan stalked towards him with a bloody Regretless in her hands ... Gripping his weapon tightly, he stared with red eyes at the demon that had killed almost half of their mecha in an instant. Seeing the other getting closer and closer, he finally roared angrily and turned to run ... "Hah? Actually choosing to run?" Ling Lan was stunned. She had initially thought NPC soldiers were all set by the mainframe to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, there were some who would react like real people and choose to run. At this time, the reinforcements the enemy had sent had already appeared within their visual range, the vibrations of the ground bing very intense ... an extremely subtle sneer appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. With a swing of her right arm, Regretless flew like a bolt of cold light to pierce through that escaping mecha. "Ahh ..." The NPC operating this mecha let out a terrible scream. His body had been cut into half by that fearsome demon-sword. In the throes of the soul-consuming pain, he could see his internal organs spilling out from therge gash at his waist, apanied by a fountain of blood ... Blearily, he looked at the allied troops only 500 to 600 metres away from him. He really wanted to tell them to run quickly ¡ª this group of people were demons and not something they could fight ... but he could no longer make any sound. He could almost see what the final oue of theserades would be. Like them, these new troops would drink their fill of regret and be lost souls ... A squelch rang out suddenly by his ears. He stared helplessly as that demon-sword which had cut him in half left his cockpit. He knew that the demon must havee to retrieve his demon-sword. He really wanted to grab the sword, hoping to stop the demon from continuing to harm his allies with it. He used thest bit of his strength to stretch out his right hand ... Could he not catch the sword? He watched as the demon-sword disappeared from sight and left his cockpitpletely. Dejected, he raised his right hand and found that his five fingers were gone ... it turned out that he had actually managed to touch the demon-sword just now! As expected of a demon-sword! In the end, he swallowed hisst breath gripped by this final shock. Even in death his eyes remained open! After retrieving Regretless, Ling Lan looked at thest two mecha teams approaching them rapidly and coldly gave her orders to the team, "Destroy them all!" ******** In the distant Caesar Empire, in an experimental hall of a military secret base, everyone was closely observing the thirty or so virtual login pods in the hall. Although they were trying their best to maintain their calm, they could hardly conceal their nerves and excitement. ording to the estimated time, after just a few more minutes, their n was going to seed. And the result of this sess was something that would drive the entirety of Caesar wild ¡ª it would allow the Caesar Empire to be the hegemon 1 of the sr system at once. Ever since the Chinese Federation had caught up to them 5000 years ago, they had lost the sole position of hegemon and could only share that honour with the Chinese Federation. It should be known that in the history of the Caesar Empire, they had ruled this star system for a whole 7000 years. How could they allow outsiders to sleep at their bedside 2 ? They had already tolerated the Chinese Federation for 5000 years ¡ª now they could finally get rid of their rival and taste their heart¡¯s desire. "Beep beep beep ..." Two of the login pods suddenly emitted emergency sounds. This likely meant that either something had happened to or there was some danger to the people inside those pods. This situation made the faces of everyone in the hall change as they rushed towards those two virtual pods. The pods were quickly opened and the nutrient fluid inside was quickly drained away. However, the people inside who should have woken up remained unresponsive, lying inside with their eyes closed as if they were deeply asleep. Chapter 336: Tricked! Chapter 336: Tricked! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing this, a lieutenant general with two stars on his shoulder, the person in charge here, immediately instructed medical specialists to step forward and check on the men. Two medical professionals in white coats, each holding a small portable instrument, went over respectively to one of the virtual pods. The instruments were soon connected to the men lying inside the pods. Looking at the data reflected by the instrument, the expressions of the two experts became darker and darker. In the end, they could only stand up, shaking their heads, and tell everyone that the brains of the two people in the pods werepletely destroyed. In medical terms, brain death. Even though their hearts were still beating, they were actually already dead. "How can this be? They are elites from our bureau. They cannot be dead. You must have made a mistake." Hearing the professionals¡¯ deration, a major general of around 40 years of age could not help but point fingers. "Wilson, calm down!" The lieutenant general barked, shocking Major General Wilson out of his rage. He squatted down with his hands around his head, muttering uncontrobly under his breath, "What in the world could have happened? Why are Pete and Carter dead? Could it be that the Chinese Federation has discovered our plot?" "Didn¡¯t D1 say that everything was going well?" As if thinking of something, Wilson suddenly jerked his head up to stare sharply at someone in the crowd. It was a middle-aged man who was also at the rank of major general. "Although D1¡¯s group has sessfully infiltrated the virtual world of the Chinese Federation, there are many limitations. We cannot transmit any messages, and so can only wait for them to send someone back to find out anything about what¡¯s going on. Thetest news we have is from two days ago, when they suspected that the Chinese Federation had sent someone over to investigate. In order to ensure the sess of the n, they requested the help of some spectres ..." That major general was frowning as he gave a brief exnation to Wilson. Major General Wilson wanted to retort, but at this moment, the lieutenant general walked over and patted him on the shoulder infort and said, "Even though Pete and Carter are dead, this does not mean the project will not seed. For the Empire, some sacrifices are necessary. Let us wait another 5 minutes and we will know what the results are." The lieutenant general¡¯s words of constion made Wilson stop talking, merely waiting patiently for these final 5 minutes to pass. He too wished that the project would seed so that Pete¡¯s and Carter¡¯s sacrifice would be worthwhile. ******** Meanwhile, in the virtual world, D2, who was holding the fort in the secret research centre of the Swift Dragon base, saw the two mecha teams he sent finally manage to stall the invading enemy at the central square of the base. He temporarily rxed but kept a close eye on the surveince monitors of the central square to observe the situation between the two fighting parties, and he did not forget to ask his subordinate hacker about the progress of the evolution of the T-virus. As the time ticked closer and closer to thepletion stage, while that invading mecha team still continued to tussle with the two mecha teams of the secret base, only then did D2¡¯s heart finally settle ... After this period of fighting, six of the nine mecha which had snuck in had already been taken down, while there were only five more mecha left from the two mecha teams sent. Both sides were scarred from the battle. D2 did not care. After all, the mecha teams protecting the secret base were all the original mecha teams from the Swift Dragon base and had nothing at all to do with them. D2 only cared about whether the mecha teams couldplete their task of holding back the invading mecha until the T-virus was sessfully cultivated. And now, it looked like the mecha teams were performing pretty well, sessfullypleting the task they had been assigned. At this time, even if the other party managed to finish off these final five mecha, they would no longer have time to rush over and stop their operation. The scene of him bing the primary hero of the Empire rose in his mind¡¯s eye. He was receiving the Supreme Medal of Honour from the Great Emperor and enjoying the frenzied adoration of his fellow countrymen in front of the House of Parliament ... ******** In another hidden room, the two spectres who had been fighting all this while with Li Lanfeng were already panting heavily with exhaustion. They had almost used up all of their spectre power but still had not been able to break the other¡¯s defences. "What¡¯s going on? Why is the opponent getting stronger as we fight? At first, there would still be some fluctuations in his defensive power, even some openings. Why has it be so strong and imprable from half an hour before? We¡¯ve been attacking for so long and there¡¯s no effect at all?" Carter asked Pete who was beside him as he panted. This truly did not adhere to themon sense of spectre battles. Pete initially had not thought much about it, but when he heard Carter¡¯s question, a jolt ran through his heart. He was just about to say something when his heart began to pound in a warning from their spectre abilities. Their faces changed drastically and they hurried to pull back the spectre power they were using to fight the opponent, but it was toote. A powerful, overwhelming surge of energy wrapped their spectre powerspletely and then pulverised it. They could only hear their own spiritual power being squeezed like a water balloon and then there was a pop ... and then there was no more. No one saw as their bodies became tiny particles slowly dissipating into the air. This meant that their consciousness had been sessfully erased. "Boss, missionplete!" Little Four reported smugly to Ling Lan after returning to Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. In fact, from half an hour ago, Little Four had silently begun intercepting the attacks of the two men. Li Lanfeng had been rather baffled by this, wondering why those two spectres attacking him had suddenly disappeared. Because Little Four¡¯s energy was too powerful yet very hard to detect, Li Lanfeng did not discover the truth. Ling Lan rubbed Little Four¡¯s head in satisfaction and looked towards the doors, asking, "Little Four, is this the ce?" "Yup, they¡¯re right inside. I sensed a familiar energy from inside. If Boss had not stopped me from going in, I would have long gone to find out what that energy is," grumbled Little Four. "I¡¯ll bring you in immediately and you¡¯ll finally find out what the final answer for this mission is." Ling Lan instructed Little Four to prepare to open the door. Right then, Ling Lan had already kept away her mecha, while the other eight members of her team, who had simrly kept away their mecha, were hiding behind both sides of the door. They were already holding onto their ownser weapons, prepared to rush in at first notice to take control of the situation inside instantly. "4 minutes and 30 seconds to go for the T-virus to mature," said that hacker subordinate who had been in charge of cultivating the T-virus all this while, sounding pleasantly surprised as he looked at the data reflected on the screen. Previously, they could only make rough estimates, but now, they could really determine the exact time the T-virus would be born. When D2 and D3 heard this news, they instantly ran excitedly to the screen monitoring the cultivation of the T-virus to wait together for thest four minutes or so till the T-virus came into the world. Right then, the doors which had been shut tightly all this time were suddenly flung open. Before they could even react, a team of warriors dressed in nightbat clothes suddenly charged into the room with shortser handguns aimed at them, shouting, "Don¡¯t move!" There were a few people in the room who had quick reflexes ¡ª they were just about to pull their own guns when the well-prepared opponents shot them in the arm, preventing their resistance. D2 saw that they had no chance at all, and so indicated for everyone to calm down. The situation was very quickly controlled. At this moment, crisp footsteps could be hearding from the doorway and then a person with a cool demeanour surrounded by cold air walked through it. His cold gaze swept dispassionately over them and actually made their hearts quiver unexpectedly. "Boss, taskplete!" Qi Long waved hisser handgun excitedly at Ling Lan. Whether it was in the real world or here in the virtual world, they would neverck for this kind of thrilling battle following Boss. Qi Long felt that he had truly fallen in love with this type of exciting lifestyle. D2 saw the final person who walked in and knew that he had been tricked, because this person was that strongest mecha warrior still fighting with the mecha teams of the base on the monitor screens right now. D2 and D3 reflexively nced at each other, knowing that they needed to dy. Even if they all died here, they needed toplete their mission. "Who are you people? What are you doing here?" Turning back to face the invaders, D2 pretended he knew nothing and acted just like an NPC would, asking in a shocked manner. He only received silence in response, however, as Qi Long and the others naturally would not say much with their boss around. As for Ling Lan, right then, her attention had been pulled away by Little Four in the mindspace. The moment she had entered this hidden room, Little Four had suddenly be extremely excited and had actually ignored her original warnings to run out. In the virtual world, Little Four could roam freely, unlike in the real world where he could only follow Ling Lan. One secondter, Little Four returned, his expression pleased and surprised, and he could not conceal his excitement as he said, "Boss, I¡¯ve discovered something great!" "Oh? What is it?" asked Ling Lan calmly. "Boss, it¡¯s incredible. I never expected this world to actually have such a thing." Little Four¡¯s expression was dreamy. Till now, he could notprehend why this thing would appear here. Logically, with this world¡¯s technology, this thing should never be here. "What in the world is this thing?" Ling Lan sweatdropped. This Little Four seemed to be so astounded by this thing that he was ungrounded,pletely out of sorts. "It¡¯s a type of virus, right over there. They seem to be in the process of cultivating it. This type of virus is really too famous in our Mandora star system. Back then it almost destroyed our great virtual world and killed off all of us intelligence entities. Luckily, we had a powerful mainframeputer so in the end we managed to resolve the situation." Little Four¡¯s proud tone had a trace of cold fear running through it, as if extremely afraid of that virus. Ling Lan looked in the direction Little Four had pointed out. D2 and D3 saw Ling Lan¡¯s line of sight turn towards the T-virus and were startled. Their bodies jerked involuntarily but they forcefully suppressed the reflex. They were well aware that they could not be too impetuous, or else the other side would be suspicious. They just needed another three minutes or so for the tides to turn and for sess to fall to them. Ling Lan walked over and one of the hackers tried to stop her from approaching. But before he could do anything, he had been pushed aside by Luo Lang who had been following right behind Ling Lan. Chapter 337: T-Virus? Chapter 337: T-Virus? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Only then did Ling Lan move forwards to find arge disy screen before her. On it, countless codes were shing by swiftly, and right at the top, there was an image of a cocoon. It was pulsing violently like a heart as a string of numbers counted down beside it. Ling Lan tapped on that image and asked Little Four, "Is this it?" "Yup, it¡¯ll be born in another three minutes or so. I did not expect your technology here to actually be able to cultivate thervae of this virus. It¡¯s truly amazing!" eximed Little Four. "How harmful is this virus?" Ling Lan thought of theputer viruses back in her previous world ¡ª those viruses would always cause various kinds of problems for thoseworks that got infected ¡ª and she could not help but ask worriedly. "It would cause the virtual world here to copse, but it will still be a baby when it¡¯s born and can only do so much. Once it matures, it¡¯ll be able to consume some of those people with low spiritual power ..." Little Four told Ling Lan about the harm the virus could cause. "In fact, once matured, it can be called an artificial virtual version of a spectre. As long as someone has less spiritual power than the virus, it will consume them." "This thing is truly vicious!" Ling Lan¡¯s brow furrowed and she mmed a heavy fist onto that image. "It looks like there¡¯s an organisation that wants to destroy our virtual world and even kill the people of the Federation ... what is this virus called, and do you have a way to resolve it?" "We call it the Doomsday Flower on Mandora, because its matured form really resembles a flower," said Little Four proudly, "We sessfully cleared it out on Mandora. In my databases, I naturally have the solution for it, not to mention that it still hasn¡¯t even been born yet." "Then help me destroy itpletely. This type of malicious virus should not exist in this world," said Ling Lan, tone tinged with revulsion. "Got it, Boss. I¡¯ll handle it immediately." Ling Lan had given her orders, so of course Little Four would carry them out perfectly. In the next second, Little Four had once again disappeared from Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. Ling Lan knew that Little Four must have gone to wipe out that Doomsday Flower virus. Ling Lan believed in Little Four. Since Little Four said there would be no problems, then there would certainly be nothing to worry about, so she set this matter aside. She walked over to a chair by the side and sat down. Seeing this, Luo Lang automatically moved to stand behind Ling Lan. Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze flickered, and he also walked over ... He would not hand over the position beside the rabbit to anyone! Li Lanfeng wanted to proim this point to everyone from this point onwards. Ling Lan was not at all concerned over Li Lanfeng¡¯s and Luo Lang¡¯s actions. Settled in her seat, she tapped on the armrest and suddenly raised her head to look at D2 and asked, "Which faction are you all from?" When Ling Lan had pounded the image of the cocoon earlier, D2 had been extremely nervous, afraid that the other would notice something and think of a way to destroy it. Although there were still 3 minutes before the virus would be done and D2 did not believe the other side would be able to do anything to destroy the T-virus in this short duration of time, for safety¡¯s sake, he still did not wish for the opponent to notice anything. Now, seeing Ling Lan leave the virus alone to turn around and ask him this insignificant question, his heart rxed. His mind spun quickly and he decided to chatter aimlessly with the other for a while and distract them in these final three minutes. Having made up his mind, D2 calmly replied, "I¡¯m of course someone from the Swift Dragon base. Who the hell are you people? Why did you sneak into our base?" Ling Lan raised an eyebrow and she pped her hands slowly, saying, "Stop acting. You and I are both real people. Just looking at your outfits I can tell you all are a bunch of hackers. The mainframe already knows something is up here, which is why it sent us over to investigate. I don¡¯t want to hear you all say any more nonsense. If you don¡¯t want to talk, that¡¯s fine, I¡¯m sure I can find someone who¡¯s willing to tell me." At this point, Ling Lan turned her head slightly to the side and said to Li Lanfeng who was standing beside her, "Leopard, if he doesn¡¯t want to speak, you can ..." Ling Lan made a swiping motion across her neck. Li Lanfeng knew what Ling Lan truly meant with this gesture. He definitely wanted him to use his spectre abilities to kill the other party for a cautionary effect. Beside Qi Long, controlling the scene along with him, Li Shiyu could not help but frown slightly when he saw Ling Lan¡¯s gesture towards Li Lanfeng, a sense of aversion rising in his heart. However, he resolutely turned away and hardened his heart. Li Shiyu knew that they could not be merciful with their enemies at this time. And wasn¡¯t it the opponent who had sent two spectres to attack them from the start to kill them all? If Li Lanfeng had not been a spectre and protected them, they would probably all be dead by now. Although Li Shiyu was ratherpassionate, he understood well when he could be merciful and when he could not. Qi Long and the others had no objection to the proceedings ¡ª back when they had only been ten, they had already witnessed Ling Lan piloting a mecha to kill enemy mecha operators before their eyes. They had long be ustomed to Ling Lan¡¯s ruthlessness, and besides, they had been taught from young that they needed to show no mercy to their enemies. D2 did not understand the deeper meaning behind Ling Lan¡¯s warning. Stubbornly, he shouted, "You thugs, don¡¯t expect to make me submit! I will definitely report this to the senior officer and have him send soldiers over to kill you all ..." At this point of his speech, Ling Lan said nothing, only coolly making the kill gesture to Li Lanfeng. This was Li Lanfeng¡¯s first time killing anyone ¡ª whether it was in the real world or in the virtual world, he had never killed anyone before this. Li Lanfeng was under extreme mental pressure, but he did not want the rabbit to be disappointed in him. And so, with a clench of his teeth and a hardening of his heart, he circted his spectre power and leapt ferociously towards the enemy. As someone who wanted to change his fate, if he could not do something small like this, how could he talk about going against the heavens? Perhaps because he was clenching his teeth so hard, his entire mouth was filled with the stench of blood ... D2 abruptly felt a powerful surge of energy rolling over him, and his initially vigorous spiritual power was instantly sent scattering under this force. He saw his own body start to disappear slowly ¡ª not in the white light which marked a departure from the virtual world, but in a gradual dissipation into countless tiny particles of light. He stared in horror at Li Lanfeng, and with his final bit of consciousness, he croaked out, "Spec ..." After this final utterance, D2¡¯s entire being dispersed into the air, instantly vanishing into nothing. At this scene, D3 stumbled a great step backwards in shock and horror. If they had not been invaders and thus were not able to go offline from this Swift Dragon base, they would have definitely chosen to leave this ce as soon as they could. This was because, before spectres in the virtual world, they were like a bunch of defenceless children without any ability to fight back. Ling Lan watched dispassionately as D2 disappeared and then turned to look at D3, asking calmly, "Are you willing to talk? Or perhaps you want to be like him?" At these words, D3 nodded his head emphatically, showing that he was willing to cooperate. He instinctively looked towards the cultivation area of the T-virus. Due to D2¡¯s stalling, he only needed to dy the opponents for another one minute or so and everything would work out. At that time, he would definitely avenge D2. "Where are you all from?" Ling Lan continued to ask. D3¡¯s gaze flickered and then he answered, "We¡¯re from the anti-government freedom army." "A terrorist organisation?" The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips curled up in a subtle sneer and she once again gave the kill signal to Li Lanfeng. D3 shouted out in terror, "I¡¯ve already answered. Why do you still want to kill me?" D3¡¯s terrified question did not garner Ling Lan¡¯s reply. Ling Lan merely flicked her fingers and Li Lanfeng resolutely ran the other over with his spectre power. Swiftly afterwards, D3 followed in D2¡¯s footsteps and disappeared from this virtual world. If he were still conscious, he would probably be regretting his decision ... "Is it possible for a small terrorist organisation to have so much financial and material resources and manpower to cultivate such a terrifying virus?" said Ling Lan coldly. Her gaze turned to that hacker who had been cultivating the T-virus. "Tell me, isn¡¯t that so?" That hacker¡¯s face paled at these words. He found that this cold youth before him seemed to know everything ¡ª it was a suicidal act trying to deceive the other. "If you know, why aren¡¯t you trying to stop it? In another minute, it¡¯ll be born. At that time, the virtual world of the Federation will copsepletely. When you all no longer have a centralisedmand system, you all will not be able to resist our forces ..." The hacker finally could not help but blurt out in his shock. "Hn, you¡¯re very honest. I like that very much." Ling Lan nodded and continued, "But how would you know that I didn¡¯t stop it?" Ling Lan¡¯s words made the hacker¡¯s expression change once more, but he quickly calmed down. He just did not believe that the other would have a way to resolve the virus that even they had no way of controlling 1 . "From what you¡¯ve said, it proves that you all are from some other country. I just need to look at which countries¡¯ troops are moving unusually in real life and I¡¯ll have a list of candidates." Ling Lan could almost guess the truth from what the other had inadvertently revealed. "I know you do not believe what I¡¯m saying, so let¡¯s do as you wish and just wait for the rest of the time needed for the virus to form. How much time is needed? One minute, or ten more seconds or so?" "It¡¯s 57 seconds," The hacker blurted out. "Fine, then I¡¯ll give you all those 57 seconds. Let us see whether things will turn out as you all have predicted, that our Federation¡¯s virtual world will truly be ruined by that virus," replied Ling Lan evenly. Seeing Ling Lan¡¯sposed attitude, the emotion named panic inevitably rose within the hacker¡¯s heart. Did the opponent truly have a solution to this virus? No, they had researched so hard for 16 years before seeding by chance just once. Even they themselves had not been able to develop a solution ¡ª how could the oblivious Huaxia Federation 2 have the ability to stop the evolution of the T-virus? Fifty-seven seconds went by quickly. The T-virus the hackers had been eagerly anticipating did not bring any effect ¡ª the virtual world they were in did not change in any way and was still functioning normally. That hacker could not help but lunge to stand before the screen of the cultivation area. There, he found that the original shing codes and the cocoon image which represented the T-virus had already disappeared. The screen was a white nk, as if the T-virus they had cultivated had never existed in the first ce. "What happened? How could the T-virus fail? This is impossible, impossible ..." The hacker could not stop himself from shouting. Sixteen years of painstaking research, sixteen years of long days and sleepless nights, and in the end, all of it was but a dream ... when they woke up, there was nothing there. He just could not ept it; his emotions were thrust into instant turmoil. Chapter 338: Confession! Chapter 338: Confession! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "So worked up? He really won¡¯t be a very good source of information then. Since he¡¯s useless now, then let¡¯s send him off on his final journey," said Ling Lan lightly to Li Lanfeng, turning back to look at him. Li Lanfeng, who had already killed two people, was rather numb by now. Receiving Ling Lan¡¯s order, he did not even stop to think ¡ª once more he unleashed his spectre power and obliterated this hacker. The other hackers saw how cold and ruthless the other side was, clearly showing themselves as the type of people who would kill without batting an eye. In addition, the T-virus they had pinned so much hope on had mysteriously vanished, so their hearts had abruptly lost a major supporting pir. Consequently, quite a few men actually could not help but slump to the ground. "Now we can have a proper inquiry. Qi Long, bring the others to me one by one for me to ask them some questions, and then we canpare their answers. Anyone who dares to lie, we¡¯ll kill ..." Ling Lan¡¯s sharp gaze swept over the dozen or so hackers present and gave Qi Long her orders. Qi Long acknowledged the order and asked the other members of their team to separate the hackers to begin the one-on-one questioning, preventing them from having any chance of colluding. At this time, one of the hackers suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Lan and asked, "If we tell the truth, can you guarantee that we will live?" These words made the eyes of the remaining hackers light up, and they turned nervously to stare at Ling Lan, anticipating her reply. Ling Lan nced coolly at the other and the corners of her lips tilted up slightly. This nomittal half-smile made these hackers feel a chill permeate their hearts ... Ling Lan tapped her fingers against the armrest. Each tap prompted the hearts of these hackers to jump violently in response, till Ling Lan finally said, "If you all want to live ... that all depends on how you all perform." That said, she did not give the hackers any other chances to speak. With a wave of her right hand, she motioned for Qi Long and the others to continue their questioning. Seeing Qi Long and the others begin to busy themselves with their assigned task, Li Lanfeng, who was standing beside Ling Lan, did not go over to help. He leaned over and asked Ling Lan quietly, "If they all really speak the truth, are we really going to let them go?" Ling Lan raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?" Li Lanfeng frowned and replied, "Letting them go just feels wrong somehow. But we also have no way to keep them here forever ..." Ling Lan pinched her left index finger reflexively with her right hand, her gaze shadowed with deep darkness. In the end, a gleam of ruthlessness shed through her eyes and she said decisively, "They¡¯ll need to remain here forever ... I cannot let them take any information about us back with them!" Ling Lan knew well that this decision of hers was extremely harsh and brutal, meaning the end of the lives of these dozen or so people right here. These people might not have done any great harm to the world and were perhaps justmon soldiers who were loyal to their home country. However, in order to protect these members who followed her, she could not avoid but be an executioner now. Ling Lan was well aware that their appearances had been modified by Little Four to look different from their original forms. However, even so, she was not confident that this could withstand the intensive investigation of a nation, or perhaps even that of many nations ¡ª there was always the possibility she might miss something. She could not let crisis befall herpanions. Ling Lan¡¯s words shook Li Lanfeng badly. He understood what Ling Lan was trying to say ¡ª whether or not the other party cooperated, Ling Lan was going to kill them. Li Lanfeng was a smart person ¡ª he instantly understood why Ling Lan had made this decision. They were still a group of cadets. Right now, they were now still extremely weak and vulnerable. Without the protection of the military, if they were discovered by the enemy, their final oue would inevitably be death. Regardless of which country these people were from, they could not let these people go. Moreover, they also could not take the initiative to request Federation military protection. If the Federation learned of their existence, especially about him, Li Lanfeng, the government would certainly never allow him to continue living freely on the outside. Spectres were not allowed to be free of the military¡¯s control. Li Lanfeng knew very well that if not for him, Ling Lan could have just reported this matter to the Federation military. The outstanding performance of Ling Lan¡¯s team this time would definitely amaze the military; this group of prodigies were sure to shine in the future. Entering the military system early to be given focused cultivation by the military, the futures of Ling Lan¡¯s team would only be better and not worse. It could be deduced that Ling Lan had given up on the honours and resources within easy reach, choosing to conceal this matter instead, all because of him, Li Lanfeng. Li Lanfeng¡¯s heart felt a little hot. Looking at the cold as ice and seemingly emotionless Ling Lan who was actually very kind, his heart, which had initially been wavering at the thought of having to kill so many people, became instantly steady. The rabbit was willing to bear this sin for him ... then how could he be so weak? "Leave it to me." The hesitation in Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze was swept away and a savage light silently surfaced within his eyes. He could not let the rabbit¡¯s consideration go to waste. In terms of ruthlessness and decisiveness, he was still too far from the rabbit. If he wanted to be apanion who could fight beside the rabbit, he would need to make his heart be much fiercer and harder. Li Lanfeng¡¯s reply made Ling Lan raise her eyebrows, a trace of surprise shing through her eyes. Ling Lan knew very well that this was Li Lanfeng¡¯s first time killing people, because when he had killed the first man, she had clearly seen Li Lanfeng clench his fists tightly, and she had even heard the other bite down so hard that his teeth sounded like they would break. Ling Lan had thought that Li Lanfeng would need a period of psychological adjustment. Even she herself, when she had killed someone for the first time in the learning space, had almost broken down mentally and had thrown up almost all of her guts ... However, the treatment provided by the learning space was not psychological counselling but endless ughter. It made you kill until you were numb to it. Every time Ling Lan thought back on this, she could not help but feel some lingering fear and silently rejoice that she had been mentally strong enough, that she had not been driven insane by the torment. Ling Lan¡¯s initial n was to let Little Four wrap things up and kill all of these people after she had led the team away from this ce. However, when Li Lanfeng had taken the initiative to ask about Ling Lan¡¯s ns, an impulse had made Ling Lan admit her real thoughts to the other. She had indeed wanted to see how far the leopard could go. Would he be unable to understand her decision? Or would he refuse to take action out ofpassion ... Ling Lan had considered many possibilities, but she had never expected Li Lanfeng to be able to adapt to the psychological pressure of killing so quickly and actually volunteer to execute this task himself. Ling Lan was well aware that Li Lanfeng was speaking honestly. He had instantly abandoned his weakness to be decisive and ruthless. Ling Lan was silently awed by Li Lanfeng¡¯s performance; there were indeed those who were born for the darkness ¡ª this leopard was truly not a good person ... Even as Ling Lan was silently eximing in her heart, she was extremely happy to hand over the task of cleaning up to Li Lanfeng. After all, it was always nice to have someone who was willing to share some of the pressure. Just imagine, taking the lives of so many people at once ... even Ling Lan who had been trained by the learning space to be extremely ruthless could not bepletely calm. Very soon, Qi Long and the others brought the confessions of those ten people over. Ling Lan rapidly scanned through the confessions and then pointed out seven of the ten people and said with a cold smile, "Seeking death on your own? That¡¯s fine. Leopard, satisfy their wishes." Havinge to a realisation, Li Lanfeng would no longer hesitate. Ling Lan¡¯s voice had barely faded when his spectre power poured out and easily erased those seven people. Just like with D2 and D3, they became energy particles of the virtual world. Seeing how ruthless Ling Lan was ¡ª giving a kill order without even asking anything ¡ª the remaining few people despaired, no longer holding any wishful hopes of survival. Ling Lan stared with interest at the faces of the remaining few and then said with a quirk of her lips, "You all still at least said some things that were true, unlike those seven who were spoutingplete nonsense. Now, I¡¯ll give you all one more chance. I hope that this time, you all won¡¯t let me down." Ling Lan¡¯s words caused the despairing eyes of those few people to once again ze with the desire to live. Being led away for questioning once more, they were extremely cooperative this time, to the extent that they even volunteered some information which Qi Long and the others had not thought to ask for. By Ling Lan¡¯s side, Li Lanfeng asked curiously, "Were all those seven people truly lying?" Ling Lan replied evenly, "How could that be? It¡¯s not like I verified anything ... but there is always the need to sacrifice some people to make sure the remaining people no longer dare to conceal anything." Only then did Li Lanfeng understand that Ling Lan had simply chosen those seven people randomly, using their lives to terrify the remaining survivors intopliance. It could be imagined that the confessions this time would be even more valuable. Li Lanfeng could not help but feel a pang of dejection course through his heart. He had initially been extremely confident in his strategic mind, but it seemed like he was no match for the rabbit in this as well ... The new confessions were out very quickly. Ling Lan browsed through them rapidly and was satisfied. She could already confirm that these people were from the Caesar Empire. Back when she had first heard of the Caesar Empire, she had already felt that this empire was definitely not as friendly as it would seem on the surface. No one would be so magnanimous as to share their spot as hegemon, which was especially true for a nation as strong as the Caesar Empire ... Now, from the looks of it, her first impression had been right. In order to deal with the Huaxia Federation, the Caesar Empire had put in quite a bit of effort. Spending 16 years to sessfully cultivate the embryo of a T-virus, they were truly tenacious. "Who¡¯d have expected it to be Caesar? Many soldiers in our Federation think well of the Caesar Empire. Fighting against the Twilight Empire all these years, Caesar has always supported us on the surface." Han Jijyun was the one who had brought the information over. Having looked through this info a step before Ling Lan, he could not help but sigh. "For a small empire with only 1% of ourary domain to fight us for so many years is impossible without the backing of these great nations." Ling Lan flicked the papers in her hand and said with a cold smile, "Plus, the profits of war are what theserge nations like to earn most." Just like those great nations in her precious world, in order to restrain the development of other nations, there were all kind of measures executed both in the open and behind the scenes, such as helping other smaller nations go up against those countries which were rising in power. The methods of the Caesar Empire were truly cut from the same cloth as those great nations back then ¡ª as expected of the descendants of one of those great nations. Han Jijyun dipped his head in deep contemtion at those words. He felt that what Boss Lan said made a lot of sense. Even though the Federation was so powerful and possessed such vast territory, it was still taxing to fight a war on three sides, and this was still with the concerted efforts of the Federation. As far as he knew, the Twilight Empire was not stable internally. It was constantly gued with civil unrest, so from where did it get the financial and material resources to fight such a long protracted war with the Federation? It stood to reason that there must be other nations involved. Chapter 339: Flaws! Chapter 339: ws! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Han Jijyun thought back on his youth 1 ¡ª every time he heard his father speak of the Twilight Empire, there would always be a sort of banked rage on his father¡¯s face. Back then, he had not understood why the Federation was willing to fight such a long protracted war instead of just finishing off those smaller empires ... looking back on it now, he had truly been rather naive. This enduring war between the Federation and the Twilight Empire was not purely between the Federation and Twilight ¡ª it also involved those great nations hidden behind Twilight ... "How godd*mn despicable!" Having figured things out, Han Jijyun finally could not stop himself from swearing. This caused Qi Long who hade over with him to stare in surprise. He had never expected the typically calm and astute Han Jijyun to ever behave so agitatedly. In order to salvage the image of his sworn brother in Boss Lan¡¯s eyes, Qi Long quickly changed the topic and asked, "Boss, we¡¯ve already received the answer for the mission. When do we leave?" They had managed to obtain unexpected information from these people¡¯s confessions about why the distress signal sent by the Swift Dragon base at the start had so quickly disappeared. When the hackers from the Caesar Empire had sessfully taken over the Swift Dragon base, they had not ounted for the presence of an NPC senior officer in the base who had actually evolved to have some sense of autonomy. When the hackers managed to rece the mainframe and gained administrative control of the Swift Dragon base, this evolved NPC immediately discovered the discrepancy due to this sense of autonomy. However, as it was only in the early stages of its evolution, it did not know how to act covertly. It had sent a direct distress signal to the mainframe and was instantly discovered by the hackers controlling the base. The hackers had killed the signal as well as the NPC involved. Still, the mainframe was the mainframe after all. Even though the hackers had sessfully infiltrated the Swift Dragon base and perfectly blinded the mainframe¡¯s search, the mainframe had still sensed something off about the situation. That¡¯s why it had repeatedly issued themand for the military and even yers to go investigate. Due to multiple previous failures with nothing to show for it, the mainframe had upgraded the mission to investigate the Swift Dragon base into an SSS-rank, while dispatching an elite investigative team from the military at the same time ... Coincidentally, Ling Lan had tried to ept a mission to establish her battle n at this time and just so happened to offend the city lord of Grandsweep City at the same time. The city lord had seen this new SSS-rank mission issued by the mainframe and this had given him the idea of using arge spin wheel. He had hoped to teach Ling Lan a lesson by saddling Ling Lan with this impossible mission. Therefore, there were many reasons which hade together to make it possible for Ling Lan to ept this mission. There was a share of luck and serendipity involved. It¡¯s hard to say whether Ling Lan¡¯s luck had been amazing or horrible. Ling Lan had also flipped to the part of the confessions regarding the distress signal by now. She searched through her bag for the mission token and saw that the vivid bright red words disying the SSS-rank mission had turned orange. Taking it out to take a closer look, a notification entered her mind¡¯s eye: n-formation mission, mission ranking: SSS rank. Mission content: A month ago, Fleet Swift Dragon, which is stationed at the Neb Boundary, sent over an extremely subtle S.O.S.. As the message was too brief, the Federation military was unable to determine whether it was a mistake or true request for assistance ... Mission progress: The relevant proof has been obtained. As long as this proof is brought back to Grandsweep City and submitted to the city lord, the mission will beplete. Warning: The person holding the proof must return alive and submit the proof personally to the city lord of Grandsweep City. If the person dies along the way, you will fail the mission! Receiving direct confirmation from the mission token itself, Ling Lan was very pleased. Hadn¡¯t they weathered all the difficulties toe to the Swift Dragon base just for this? They had finally found the answer and could return now. Ling Lan flicked the confessional papers in her hand in satisfaction and began to consider how they could return to the central district of Mecha World without any fuss. After some thought, she could not help but look in the direction of the investigation team sent by the Federation military which had been ambushed ... She abruptly stood up andmanded, "Let us go!" Since they had already obtained what they wanted, there was no point in staying here any further. Qi Long and the others acknowledged the order in unison, and Ling Lan walked right out the door without sparing another nce at those bound hackers. It was as if she had forgotten all about them. Seeing Boss Lan leave without saying what to do with these people, Han Jijyun could not help but frown slightly. However, out of his deep respect towards Ling Lan, he did not say anything and merely followed Ling Lan out the door. Han Jijyun felt that just leaving these hackers like this was not very appropriate, but he could not think of a good solution himself ... Qi Long and the others did not think as much, dutifully following Ling Lan out. Meanwhile, Li Shiyu was the secondst to leave. He looked at thest one in the room, Li Lanfeng, and his mouth twitched. He had a vague idea of what the final oue of these people would be, but he also really did not know what he could say. In the end, he could only let out an almost inaudible sigh before turning on his feet to leave the room. The remaining seven or eight hackers in the hidden room could not help but feel a surge of happiness when they saw the cold and ruthless lead youth leave the room without giving any orders on dealing with them. But after that, they saw that the final person left in the room with them was that spectre who had already killed so many of theirrades, and their hearts froze up in fear. One of the hackers seemed to realise something ¡ª his expression changed drastically and he screamed shrilly towards the door, "You said that if we told the truth you¡¯d let us go! You¡¯re going against your word! Bastard! Demon ...!" His wailing made the others realise what wasing as well. They began to struggle ¡ª if their hands and legs had not been tied securely by Qi Long and the others with a special method which could not be unravelled, all of them were likely to have leapt over to attempt a suicidal attack and bring Li Lanfeng down with them. This was because they already knew what the other was nning to do to them; the other had never ever intended to let them live ... Just like that hacker had said, that cold-faced youth was a demon who had crawled out from hell. Not a single person would dare to kill off so many of Caesar¡¯s top hackers just like that ¡ª even those great marshals of the Huaxia Federation would have chosen to tolerate this affront, too afraid of war officially breaking out with Caesar to actually give such a ruthlessmand. "If you all want someone to me, then me your country. Why did it have to turn its greed towards the Huaxia Federation ..." Li Lanfeng too understood Caesar¡¯s n. If Ling Lan had not been able to sessfully stop the T-virus, their Federation would have descended into a chaotic mess. The mes of war would have spread across the entireary sector of the Huaxia Federation, and all its citizens might have be ves from a dead nation. Li Lanfeng did not really believe that these hackers were trulypletely innocent,pletely meless, in all of this. This made his heart incredibly resolute. And so, amidst their howling cries, Li Lanfeng unleashed the full extent of his spectre powers, obliterating the consciousness of all the remaining hackers. Seeing all of these people¡¯s figures be countless white dots slowly dissipating into the virtual world, a petrified expression appeared on Li Lanfeng¡¯s face. Despite building himself up in his mind to be cold-blooded and heartless, telling himself he needed to be ruthless and firm, his heart still felt heavy and unanchored after truly killing all these people. It was because this was the first time Li Lanfeng had killed anyone, and he had ended up killing nearly 20 people at that. No matter how determined he was, he still felt a little overwhelmed by such a massive number. Spectre powers could really kill people invisibly ... Li Lanfeng felt as if his two hands were already stained red with a thick coat of blood, unable to be washed clean ever again. When they heard the screams and wails crying out ¡¯demon¡¯ from within the room, the rest of the team who had already walked out the door realised what the oue of those hackers was. Han Jijyun¡¯s expression shifted slightly before settling into calm. Once more, he looked towards Ling Lan at the head of the team, and the heat in his gaze ran even hotter. He found that their Boss Lan had unconsciously be even more formidable ¡ª this was not only reflected in terms of capabilities and skills, but was also reflected in terms of mentality. Han Jijyun knew very well that Ling Lan¡¯s decision was absolutely correct. By doing this, he had put a proper end to things, ensuring the team¡¯s safety for the future ... no one knew they hade here, so the Caesar Empire would never suspect that the ones who had ruined their ns were actually just a bunch of cadets. In contrast, even though he knew deep down that these people could not be allowed to live, he just could not make the decision to kill all of them. When Qi Long and Luo Lang heard the shouts of the hackers, they merely pursed their lips heartlessly and thought that those men deserved it. They trusted their boss and also felt that it was not a shame for these people who wanted to invade their Federation to die. Alright, soing from a military family, they had an innate hatred toward invaders. Only Xie Yi¡¯s and Lin Zhong-qing¡¯s pupils contracted sharply when they heard the screams. The two of them shared a look and when they looked back at Ling Lan once more, their admiration carried a kind of fear. It looked like this decision of Ling Lan¡¯s had shocked them considerably. When Li Shiyu heard these cries, his body trembled. Looking at the firm footsteps of Ling Lan walking at the front, he finally could not take it anymore and was about to speak when Chang Xinyuan, who had been observing him closely, stopped him by tugging sharply on his arm. Li Shiyu turned back to look at Chang Xinyuan in confusion, and Chang Xinyuan shook his head firmly. Li Shiyu clenched his fists and pushed down thepassion in his heart. He reminded himself repeatedly that he could not afford to be soft-hearted ¡ª he absolutely could not be soft-hearted ... the intelligent Li Shiyu knew rationally that Ling Lan¡¯s decision was not wrong, but his heart had still been shaken by those terrible cries. At this time, he once again recalled his mentor¡¯s words, saying that hecked the heart of a soldier. Back then, he had still been unable to fully understand those words, but now he knew. Compared to thesepanions, he indeedcked a soldier¡¯s heart. He did not possess the decisiveness and ruthlessness a soldier should have ... "Shiyu, the Li family needs your efforts in the future. I have faith in you but also worry about you. Your heart is too kind. This is both your strength and your weakness ..." These words that his eldest cousin brother Li Mn had said to him from his sickbed rang out once more by his ear, "One day in future, when you feel that this is your weakness, you must stay by the side of the person who makes you feel that way and learn from the other, until you master what you need to learn." So, eldest cousin brother, you had long known what my weakness was. You just could not bear to speak up and hurt my pride, right? And so you had tried to counsel me subtly, telling me to learn well to get rid of this weakness, right? Li Shiyu abruptly bowed his head, the sweetness in his heart oveid with a strong tang of sourness. His eldest cousin brother was wise and astute beyond imagining ... was this proof of the saying that ¡¯ those who are too insightful are sure to be hurt 2 ¡¯? So God would not allow this kind of person to exist in the world? At this thought, Li Shiyu¡¯s eyes were suffused with a wave of tenacity and self-confidence. He would definitely get rid of his weakness and then fulfil his heart¡¯s desire ¡ª he would snatch his eldest cousin brother back from the hands of God! For this objective, he would not falter even if he had to descend into the demonic pits of hell. Chapter 340: Mutual Destruction! Chapter 340: Mutual Destruction! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At the main gates to the warehouse of the secret base, the two Federation hackers who had been impersonating guards by the gates were now slumped on the ground, unmoving, lying in a dark corner not too far from the gates. Meanwhile, Hollow Ground 1 , who had been protecting the gates while merged with the darkness, could no longer conceal his figure at this time. He fell over to sit within a dark corner. Under his blurred features, only he knew how tortured his expression was ¡ª he had already been holding on for almost two whole hours ... Right then, about 20 to 30 metres away from Hollow Ground, two ck-robed figures suddenly emerged from the darkness. Their appearance resembled Hollow Ground¡¯s, features blurred out while their entire bodies were swathed in their ck robes. The moment Hollow Ground saw these two appear, he knew that they must be the two spectres he had been battling for close to two hours. Who knew which faction they were from, and why they had infiltrated the Swift Dragon base. "So this is a top-ss spectre from Huaxia ..." One of the ck-robed figures stared down at Hollow Ground before them and finally said. The other¡¯s voice sounded mechanical, harsh and unpleasant. This odd sound was of course due to modification by the other side and was not the other¡¯s real voice. For self-protection, spectres would applyprehensive wless disguises to themselves. Hollow Ground did not answer. Right then, his teeth were gritted as he fought back valiantly against the spectre power attacks of the two figures. If this had been a solo operation, upon finding out that he was up against two spectres of equal power as himself, he would definitely have chosen to escape. However, he could not do so now. Not only were there two hackers here, there was still a team of hisrades investigating the secrets of the warehouse behind him. He could not abandon hisrades just for his own survival ... "You still refuse to give up even now. Struggling so hard ... you¡¯re probably doing this for the men behind you, right?" said one of the ck-robed men with a soft sigh, "I can tell you in advance that, just like you, they won¡¯t be able to live ... there is no so-called secret inside at all. This is just a trap specially set up for you all." Hollow Ground jerked his head up at these words, ring angrily at the two smug spectres with clenched teeth. Frankly, when he had been attacked by the two spectres at the start, he had already had the faint inkling that this was likely a trap meant for them. However, he had still held hope that there might truly be a secret here which necessitated the presence of two guardian spectres. "You¡¯ve also reached the end of your rope. Your tenacious spirit is worthy of our respect, which is why we¡¯vee out to meet with you now." The tone of the spectre who first spoke was tinged with admiration. "It was our honour to be able to fight against a spectre of your calibre." The battles between spectres were very brutal. It meant the death of one side or the other, or perhaps even the death of both sides involved. Still, this did not affect their respect and admiration for their opponent. Logically, with Hollow Ground¡¯s level of spectre power, he could have at most withstood one hour of their continuous attacks. However, Hollow Ground had obstinately held out for almost double that time. This sort of tenacity and indomitable spirit had earned the admiration of these two spectres. Frankly, their Caesar Empire had never been able to figure out how some Huaxia Federation soldiers who were obviously not that strong would suddenly break out withbat power multiple times their personal baseline during critical moments. Such as this spectre before them who had managed to hold out for twice the amount of time. When Hollow Ground heard this, realisation shed across his eyes. No wonder his opponents had chosen to appear so suddenly before him. His emotions wereplicated; in the end, he could only sigh and say, "In the end, I¡¯ve still lost." He was well aware that he was at the end of his rope and would not be able to hold out for much longer. In contrast, the other side were still pretty spry as the two men had worked together to attack, each taking some time to rest and recuperate. Hence, their spectre powers were still abundant ¡ª the final oue was clear. The other ck-robed spectremented with some pity, "From the moment you stepped into the Swift Dragon base, we were destined to fight to the death. If possible, could you tell us your code name?" "I can¡¯t have my name end up as your trophy. I cannot let my country lose face this way." Hollow Ground grinned wryly as he responded. Without showing any outward signs, hepressed all of his remaining spectre power and then unleashed it in one st towards one of the men. Even if he died, he would pull one of them down with him ... Hollow Ground¡¯s spectre power and one of the opponent spectres¡¯ power suddenly shed violently. Although there was nothing visible in the virtual world, one of the ck-robed spectres heard a loud explosion right by his ear. The forceful collision of power caused his entire consciousness to shudder, feeling as if it would be sent scattering. Seeing this, the other ck-robed spectre¡¯s face paled drastically. He reacted quickly and acted decisively to send his spectre power over to help hispanion intercept part of the attack. The two of them had always been partners, so they understood and were well familiar with each other¡¯s spectre power. At this most critical moment, he swiftly merged his own spectre power with hispanion¡¯s, and parried that most intense blow. The ck-robed person who had been caught unprepared by Hollow Ground¡¯s spiritual power attack was sent stumbling back three paces to fall over. Seated on the ground, he could not help but throw up a mouthful of blood. Meanwhile, the other ck-robed figure was left trembling, his face flushing red and white. However, he soon recovered and seemed to have not taken any damage. Hollow Ground had made his final attack. Seeing it sessfully intercepted by the opponents, he could only nce longingly with regret at this virtual world. His entire body was slowly turning into countless white spots, beginning to drift and scatter apart ... perhaps when he had first epted the mission, he had never expected that he would lose his wings 2 here. The only pity was that he actually did not know who was responsible for his death and so could not notify hispanions to help take revenge on his behalf. The two ck-robed spectres saw Hollow Ground¡¯s figure vanishingpletely to be one with the virtual world. Only then did they sigh softly and rx. The injured ck-robed person chuckled wryly and said, "Reiter, who knew his death blow would be so powerful? If you hadn¡¯t helped me block in time, I would have been injured terribly even if I didn¡¯t die." "Witt, you must have been distracted during our lessons," Reiter could not help but scold when he caught his breath. "Huh?" Witt turned to look back at his friend in confusion. "The instructor mentioned very clearly in ss that the spectres of other countries all have their own unique characteristics in battle. For the spectres of the Huaxia Federation, we must be especially careful of their final attack right before death. When they have failed, the Federation soldiers are particrly fond of mutual destruction tactics." Reiter recited what the instructor had said back then. After listening to what Reiter had to say, Witt stuck his tongue out in dyed fear. He had indeed lost focus for a bit during their sses, but he had not expected to miss such an important piece of information 3 . This had almost caused him to drink the fruits of regret right here ¡ª luckily his partner was on point and had saved his life. While Reiter had been speaking, he had also used his spectre power to erase the two hackers lying on the ground. Without Hollow Ground¡¯s protection, these two unconscious hackers could no longer be saved. Just like Hollow Ground, they turned into white spots which vanished into the air. In the headquarters of the National Security Agency of the Huaxia Federation, ring rms rang out abruptly from within one of the rooms. Complexion draining of colour, the staff member monitoring to one side quickly leapt towards three virtual pods which were shing with red lights ... ******** "We¡¯ve finally finished off this spectre. It actually took us close to two hours. How shameful. Witt, quickly rush over to the heart of the secret base now and help Carter¡¯s group deal with the spectre there." Reiter had received D1¡¯s notification a long while back and knew that the spectre at Carter¡¯s side was even stronger than the one here. The two of them were fighting neck-and-neck with the enemy spectre, both sides unable to do anything about the other, locked in a stalemate. Thus, Carter had specially requested Witt¡¯s help. If not for the fact that the battle here was also at a critical juncture, Reiter would have long sent Witt over to help. "D1 has not received any more messages from D2. Carter¡¯s side has probably already gotten things under control over there. There¡¯s not much point for me to go over there. I might as well follow you and go handle that team of small fries below." Witt was rather reluctant. He was afraid that he would rush over only to find that Carter and his team had already handled the enemy. Not only would he have travelled all that way for nothing, he would not even obtain any of the battle merits on this end. Reiter red at him in exasperation and scolded, "Asshole, go if I tell you to go. What are you thering on about?" Seeing the obvious reluctance on Witt¡¯s face, Reiter¡¯s heart abruptly softened and he said, "Don¡¯t worry, if there¡¯s nothing for you to do there, I¡¯ll share half of the merits I earn here with you." Reiter naturally knew what Witt was worried about, so he shared his ns directly to assure the other. The team below had no spectres protecting them, so no matter how good they were at fighting, there were still like defenceless babes in his eyes. They were likembs for the ughter, not posing any difficulty at all for him as a spectre ¡ª he did not mind sharing this kind of effortless battle merits with his partner. "Reiter, you¡¯re the one who said it. Don¡¯t you dare go back on your wordter! I¡¯ll go immediately," said Witt happily. Without waiting for Reiter to respond, he disappeared into the darkness of the night, zooming towards the heart of the secret base. Although they could move through the skies and the earth in the virtual world like gods, moving much more rapidly than normal people, it was instinctive for them to move in the cover of shadows. Reiter saw Witt rushing off impatiently and could only shake his head helplessly. Witt¡¯s personality was still a touch too impetuous, but he was still young. With a few more years of instruction, all of this would no longer be a problem. Subsequently, he entered the gates, tracking the path taken by the investigation team of the Huaxia Federation ... He needed to finish off these people before Carter¡¯s side wiped out those invaders on their end, otherwise he would be the butt of their jokes. Having designed such a perfect trap and still needing so much time to finish off these people ¡ª if word got out about this, he wouldn¡¯t be able to show his face 4 ... ******** Ling Lan had not walked very far with the rest of the team when Li Lanfeng caught up to rejoin them. Ling Lan swept a nce over Li Lanfeng ¡ª although hisplexion was a little pale, his expression wasposed and steady. Ling Lan knew that the leopard would be able to ovee this hurdle with his own strength. She felt extremely relieved inside and no longer worried over the matter. When Ling Lan¡¯s team had entered the secret base, due to the continuous battles they had to fight, it took about one and a half hours for them to reach their destination. On their way out, even though there were still quite a lot of soldiers in their way, because the soldiers¡¯bat power was considerably worse than Ling Lan¡¯s team¡¯s, the return journey did not take them as long. They were back at the mouth to the tunnel in less than 20 minutes. Chapter 341: The Sleeping Baby! Chapter 341: The Sleeping Baby! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr At this time, Little Four who had left Ling Lan to go wipe out the T-virus returned, suddenly appearing within Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace. Ling Lan saw Little Four¡¯s reappearance and knew that he must have finished clearing out the T-virus. Still, the potential harm the T-virus could inflict on the Federation¡¯s virtual world was too great, so Ling Lan could not help but ask, "Have you cleared out that T-virus, that Doomsday Flower?" Little Four grinned widely, nodded and said, "Yup yup, all done." "You¡¯re sure that the T-virus won¡¯t appear again in the virtual world?" Ling Lan asked again, still worried. "Yup yup, as long as Boss does not want to see it, the T-virus will not appear here." Little Four blinked his clear ck eyes guilelessly and replied with a sure expression. Only then did Ling Lan rx. She did not notice when Little Four bowed his head to hide a smile. Of course Little Four would smile sneakily ¡ª he had only said that the T-virus would not appear again if Ling Lan did not want to see it. If Ling Lan wanted to see it again one day, the T-virus could appear any time she wanted it to ... That¡¯s right. He, Little Four, had transferred that T-virus, a.k.a. the Doomsday Flower, into the learning space for focused cultivation. Little Four felt that there was no such thing as good or bad when it came to viruses. It all depended on who the user was. Besides, it wasn¡¯t easy for him to see something rted to the Mandora star system ¡ª Little Four could not bear to erase it just like that ... Mind you, the instructors in the learning space were unwilling to talk to him much due to his young age, and Ling Lan had so much to do in her daily life that she did not talk to him very often either. Meanwhile, in the virtual world, other than that little optical supeputer on that spaceship, he still had not encountered another self-aware intelligence entity in this entire virtual world ... yes, Little Four was feeling lonely. Little Four left Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace excitedly toe to a sealed space within the learning space in the next second. There, a baby was sleeping deeply suspended in the air. The baby¡¯s body was connected to countless white and ck lines whose ends disappeared into the endless darkness of this space. There was no visible end point. Little Four¡¯s figure shed once more and he was right by the baby¡¯s side in the air. He curiously reached out a finger to touch the other¡¯s soft cheek. Disturbed, the little baby¡¯s pretty brow scrunched up, and its bright red, little lips pouted angrily. It looked like he hated having his sleep disturbed by others. "Little fellow, sleeping like a dead pig. Being able to continue living, you need to thank your Elder Brother Little Four, you know? Yup, I was the one who saved you, so I should be the one to name you. What should I call you? Little Doom? Little World? 1 Nope, Little World sounds too much like my name Little Four 2 . That name was given to me by Boss. It¡¯s my exclusive title!" said Little Four, riled up. His eyes spun and then with a trace of cheekiness he said, "I¡¯ve decided. I¡¯ll call you Little Blossom 3 ... Little Blossom, you need to grow up quickly and wake up. Stick around with meter on and I guarantee you¡¯ll be treated well. Remember that I¡¯m your big brother in the future. You must call me Big Bro Little Fourter on!" announced Little Four gleefully. The sleeping baby did not know then that even before he had woken up, he had already been given an extremelyme name by the naughty Little Four. Only when he grew up did he learn how horrible this name was and lodged a firm protest with Boss Lan. Only then did he manage to retrieve his dignity and gain a new name. Little Four looked at the sleeping baby, his mood buoyant. He nodded happily, knowing that he would have a friend in the future ... Little Four was lost in the wonderful daydreams of his beautiful future when he suddenly raised his head and frowned. At that instant, he had sensed a spectre that should have been at the trap rapidly approaching his boss¡¯s location. Little Four¡¯s figure flickered and he instantly returned to Ling Lan¡¯s mindspace to immediately report his findings to Ling Lan. After finding out, without even having to think about it, Ling Lan sent Little Four out to kill that person. After killing more than a dozen people, Li Lanfeng was drained in both mental energy and spectre power. Ling Lan did not want to tire him out any further and risk unnecessaryplications. Witt, who was hurrying over, suddenly felt a chill run through his body. And then, an overwhelming cascade of familiar yet horrifying spectre power rolled over him. Despite his fast reflexes, allowing him to speedily whip out his own spectre power to defend himself, the power gap between the two was just too wide. His defence only made that wave of energy pause for a brief moment, and then his consciousness was crushed beneath it. He seemed to feel his soul splitting apart, and then his vision cked out and he was no longer aware of anything. He had no chance to see his own body slowly bing white dots to disappear from this virtual world, just like Hollow Ground. Meanwhile, somewhere else, the spectre Reiter who was calmly approaching his target, the investigation team, suddenly found his own spectre power vibrating violently. This was a warning sign. He stopped abruptly and after using spectre power to protect himself, he began to test his surroundings. He found nothing, however. Puzzled, he shook his head and could only continue to move forwards, but his demeanour was obviously much more cautious than before. When Little Four reported back to Ling Lan that he had already handled that spectre, Ling Lan¡¯s team had already arrived at the exit. Ling Lan swept a nce over all her team members and then took out that confession from her bag, intending to pass it to Li Lanfeng. "Leopard, safeguard this data. Remember, you absolutely cannot die this whole trip back. You must live to hand this over to the city lord of Grandsweep City, or else the mission will fail." Li Lanfeng was taken aback by these words. He did not expect Ling Lan to choose him to shoulder this great responsibility. From the very start of the nning of this strategy, it was clear how important this role was. Li Lanfeng had always thought that this role was certain to be for Qi Long or Luo Lang, because they were the second and third strongest respectively in the team. At the same time, they were also childhoodpanions of the rabbit, so in terms of trustworthiness, they should be at the top of the list. But now, this task had been entrusted to him. Li Lanfeng could feel the full extent of the rabbit¡¯s trust in him. This moved him greatly. He secretly took a deep breath and then very calmly reached out a hand to ept the data file. Li Lanfeng was now certain that his importance was definitely not much lesser than that of Qi Long, Luo Lang, and the others in the rabbit¡¯s heart. He must live up to the rabbit¡¯s feelings for him. Frankly, Li Lanfeng was overthinking things. Ling Lan had chosen Li Lanfeng because she felt that he was a crafty person with a scheming mind and a bellyful of murky water. Furthermore, his mecha control skills were as good as Qi Long¡¯s. No matter how you looked at it, he was from the stock of scourges whose misdeedssted for thousands of years 4 . She believed that even when it was ¡¯game over¡¯ for the rest of the team, Li Lanfeng would still be able to live on with vim and vigour 5 . However, this still indirectly disyed Ling Lan¡¯s great faith in the leopard ¡ª Li Lanfeng had not been moved for nothing. Ling Lan then turned to look at Qi Long and instructed seriously, "Qi Long, after this, you lead the team members to provide full protection to the leopard. Even if you all die in battle, you cannot let the leopard die." Qi Long¡¯s expression turned solemn. "Yes, Boss!" Qi Long and the others knew very well that the true challenge would only start after this. "After that, we will move as nned. We will split our forces in two." As Ling Lan signalled with her gaze for her team to move out, she also instructed Little Four within the mindspace, "Carry out the original n." Receiving his orders, Little Four immediately rubbed his palms together and got to work. Killing spectres had only been a temporary job ¡ª now, it was finally time for him, Little Four, to really showcase his skills. ******** In one of the dormitories of the makeshift camp amodating the survivors of the Jinglong mainship, a soldier was constantly looking at themunicator in his hands. Suddenly, an expression of pleasant surprise appeared on his face and he quickly lifted his head to meet the nervous expression of thepanions by his side and said, "There¡¯s news! Themanding officer has seeded on their end and has asked us to start moving to take control of the military ship and wait for their return." At these words, a member of the group who looked to be the leader immediately nodded his head and gave the order. "Good, then let¡¯s start acting ording to the original n." These people immediately sorted out their weapons and quietly left the camp grounds, sneaking their way towards the spaceport of the military vessel. Their objective had been determined early on ¡ª the patrol ship which had brought them here in the first ce. ording to their n, when themanding officers came back, they would also sneak into this military vessel, and before anyone in the Swift Dragon base discovered them, they would start the ship and leave this ce. Ling Lan, who had long sussed out their n, decided to take advantage of the situation and let her team sneak onto the ship in question as well. This way, with these people from the military as their shields, no one would discover their movements. Qi Long and the others soon left the canteen ¡ª they had to rely on themselves after this. Ling Lan watched them leave and sighed softly. A data file suddenly appeared in her hands ¡ª it was that confession she had given Li Lanfeng. The almighty Little Four had already made a perfect copy of the document. Ling Lan would not put all her eggs in one basket ¡ª she had entrusted Li Lanfeng with a copy but had also kept a copy for herself. As long as one of them stayed alive, this mission could bepleted. This way of doing things was actually against the rules, but with Little Four making adjustments behind the scenes, everything became reasonable and eptable. Ling Lan once again kept the document away. She had divided their forces for two reasons. One, she wanted topletely eliminate the hidden threat. She could not let any of the people from the Caesar Empire who had infiltrated the base go, because she could not let any hidden dangers that could threaten her team members in any way to remain. Two, she needed to rescue those Federation investigation team soldiers who were entrenched in trouble. She still needed to use them as shields to deflect attention from her team. Little Four simted themanding officer¡¯smunication signal, and after rying news to those people holding the fort back in the camp, he left Ling Lan to go kill off those hackers hiding in themand centre. In the meantime, with Little Four providing cover, Ling Lan made her way to the warehouse at top speed. Although there was still one spectre there, having figured out how to control her spiritual power, Ling Lan had the ability to protect herself. Therefore, she was not afraid, and this was also why Little Four felt reassured enough to leave his boss. In a hidden room of themand centre, 8 ck-robed hackers were staring at the time on the screen before them with ashen faces. The initial estimated time for the sessful activation of the T-virus had already exceeded 20 minutes ¡ª they had already made the preparations to celebrate their triumph, but reality had intruded to p them in the face. The virtual world of the Federation was still operating normally with no sign at all of anything wrong. Chapter 342: Mutated Spiritual Self! Chapter 342: Mutated Spiritual Self! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr D1 and the others were not just sitting around idly. They had been constantly trying to contact D2 and D3 inside the secret base but were unsessful till the very end. Despite the good newsing again and again from the warehouse, their mood was steadily bing worse. They already had a vague sense that something was wrong ¡ª it was likely that an incident had urred at the secret base. Every time they considered this possibility, their hearts were filled with regret ¡ª why had they been so preupied with the victory at hand that they had not immediately transferred the spectres on the other end over to help when D2 had requested assistance? They were even more frustrated and hateful that the Federation army had yed a good move by using diversionary tactics to split their forces, destroying their initial sure-win scenario. "Say, do you think something happened to D2 and D3?" asked the youngest in the group, D10, unable to bear the depressed atmosphere. The only response he received, however, was silence. Seeing everyone¡¯s mood bing worse and worse, D1 rallied his spirits and retorted loudly, "Impossible! We just talked to them half an hour ago. D2 said everything was normal then, that the invaders had been sessfully intercepted by the mecha teams, while Carter and Pete had also gained the upper hand." "Then why hasn¡¯t the T-virus broken out yet?" D10 finally voiced the question in everyone¡¯s hearts. ording to D2¡¯s report half an hour ago, the T-virus should have already erupted 20 minutes ago. Why was there still no sign of it now? D10¡¯s words caused D1 to fall silent again for a few seconds before he opened his mouth again to rasp hoarsely, "Perhaps, some mutation urred when the T-virus broke out. After all, we have only seeded once. No one knows what kind of situation might turn up during itsplete formation. Or perhaps the virus has a certain incubation period after breaking out and will not immediately manifest itself ..." D1¡¯s words caused the others to take heart ¡ª indeed, just because there was no sign now did not necessarily mean they had failed. They might as well continue trying to establish contact with the secret base. Perhaps they would be able to get in touch with the people there right in the very next second and obtain some great news. Who knew? Seeing everyone cheered up, D1¡¯s mood lifted a little as well. He continued to say, "Just now, I¡¯ve contacted Reiter. He said he has already sent Witt over. With that, we should find out very soon what has happened on D2¡¯s end, and why we suddenly lost contact." After all, this was not their own country¡¯s virtualwork. As intruders, there was just no way for them to takeplete control. Almost every day, there was the risk of them losing contact amongst their separated groups. It was just that the disconnect had neversted so long before, previouslysting for at most a few short minutes. D1 reflexively nced at the procedural activation key he had pre-programmed. He really hoped he would not have to use it ... Their hopes rekindled, D1¡¯s group continued to try and find out what was going on with the secret base but they still failed. Not long after, they felt a horrifying wave of energy suddenly descend on their heads. Before they could react to it, that wave of energy had crashed down mercilessly. When D1 sensed that energy wave, his face changed drastically, and he eximed in shock, "Spectre ... this cannot be!" D1 initially thought that the Huaxia Federation had only sent one spectre this time, so they had purposefully lured that spectre and the Federation investigative team to the trap they had set up in advance. After that, they deployed two spectres of their own with the focused task of intercepting and killing that spectre. When they had seen the other party walking into their trap without suspecting a thing, D1 and the others had barely had any time to rejoice when they had received D2¡¯s urgent notification. They found out that the secret base had been invaded by another unidentified team and there was another powerful spectre with the invaders. This fact had soured D1¡¯s mood greatly ¡ª he had not expected ws to actually appear in such a foolproof n as theirs. However, D1 had not been too concerned. To ensure the security of the secret base, he had kept two spectres there to hold the fort. D1 felt that it should definitely be no problem for two spectres to handle just one enemy spectre. That¡¯s right. This time, in order to ensure the sess of project-T, the Caesar Empire had not only dispatched 30 top-ss hackers, they had also generously sent four top-ss spectres to handle that spectre the Huaxia Federation would send. D1¡¯s nning was actually ideal. Both spots had two spectres in ce ¡ª they would definitely be able to kill off the two spectres the Federation had sent. What he had never imagined was that they would seed at the trap but for the secret base area to end up in a deadlock. In this situation where they had the great advantage of 2 versus 1, it was unexpected for the other to be able to hold them off and hold them at a deadlock. It was even more unexpected that he had actually lost contact with D2 and D3 at thest minute. Frankly, he had already sensed that something was not right, but he also did not want to think or admit that they might fail. Deep down, he still hoped that everything was progressing as nned at the secret base, that this was just normal connection failure and that no idents had urred. However, when this great wave of spectre power emerged, D1 knew then that the secret base must be finished. D1 was not just a simple hacker ¡ª at the same time, he had also awakened spectre powers. However, he had chosen to develop his hacker powers because he did not want to lose his freedom. Perhaps he was naturally extraordinarily gifted ¡ª his spectre power did not stop evolving despite his choice. He had achieved breakthroughs twice on that end, advancing to advanced level, only one step away from bing a top-ss spectre. This had always been his secret. He knew that if the Empire military ever found out, he would definitely lose his freedom to be an experimental subject. Therefore, he had always sealed his spectre power away, only revealing his superior hacker abilities. This was why D1 had still been able to speak even under the wave of horrifying spectre power. Due to the seal, he had a certain degree of resistance against spectre power attacks. Still, even so, D1 could not escape this full-powered attack of Little Four¡¯s. D1 knew very well that under this horrifying spectre power, his spectre power could only provide some instinctive protection for a moment. Soon, just as if surrendering to one¡¯s own king, it would automatically release its defence to wee death. Inspiration sparked through D1¡¯s mind and he instantly realised that this spectre power was definitely not any so-called top-ss existence but an existence that had gone beyond top-ss. It was perhaps at the rumoured spectre king level, or perhaps even at the level of spectre god which had never before appeared in the virtual world ... These hypothetical types of existences had been mentioned in some of the research books he had read back when he had been studying about spectres. D1 watched helplessly as his group D members became white dots and vanished from the virtual world. If not for his spectre powers providing some instinctual token defence, he would probably have already disappeared without a trace like his otherpanions by now. But even so, he knew he did not have much time left. He saw his own two feet begin to fade away into white spots to vanish into the air ... "Are you a spectre king, or a spectre god?" asked D1 fearlessly. The ck robe concealing his figure had already been stripped away by that horrific wave of spectre power, revealing his original appearance. He was about 24 to 25 years old with handsome features, golden hair, sapphire-blue eyes, and sharply-defined features. These were all characteristics of Caesarians 1 ... "Eh? Actually still alive?" Little Four, who had initially assumed the sure-death of everyone with one strike, could not help but exim at seeing one of his targets still alive. The next second, Little Four appeared before the eyes of D1. The appearance of Little Four, who looked just like a 5 to 6-year-old boy 2 with a little pigtail braid sticking up from his head along with a chubby little figure and short limbs, made D1 stare at him in disbelief. "How could the Huaxia Federation have a being like you?" It was obvious at a nce that Little Four was a Huaxian 3 . Although D1 knew that the one who had attacked them must be a spectre from the Huaxia Federation, he was dumbfounded upon seeing Little Four¡¯s childish appearance, unable toprehend the situation. This was because at Little Four¡¯s apparent age, even the most talented spectre would have only be at the stage of awakening. Typically, a newly awakened spectre could only be at a trainee level ¡ª being able to advance straight into lower level would already mark one as an extremely aberrant existence, while advancing to intermediate level would mark the possibility of one being a spectre king ... But no matter how aberrant a child was, it was impossible for one to immediately step into spectre king realm. D1 smiled bitterly ¡ª could it be that the Huaxians¡¯ luck was not yet at an end, which was why they could be so lucky as to possess this kind of natural king? D1 could only think so in the end. Little Four did not answer D1. He only prodded D1¡¯s body and obtained the other¡¯s data. "You¡¯re so strange. Actually having both hacker power and spectre power existing within you at the same time, with both powers achieving quite a high level." Little Four naturally knew that the coexistence of spectre power and hacker power in this world was forbidden territory. "I don¡¯t know why either." Seeing Little Four acting like a little grown up, D1 found the situation hrious and actually broke out intoughter. Perhaps knowing he was going to die soon, D1 no longer suppressed himself. He might as well be himself without any restraints andugh if he felt likeughing ... "Hmm, there is a need for research." Little Four looked at D1 and perhaps the other¡¯s handsome appearance gave Little Four a favourable impression, for Little Four instantly came to a decision. Little Four reached out a firm little hand towards D1¡¯s brain. D1 stared in stunned astonishment as Little Four¡¯s hands sunk into his brain, and then he felt his soul being grabbed. It was as if his soul was being forcibly extracted from his body, or perhaps like his body was being torn apart ... "Ah ...!" The intense pain made D1 scream involuntarily, his entire body beginning to shake violently. However, the agony made his mind extremely clear. In his mind, he had thousands of questions ¡ª what was this child nning to do to him? Why did he hurt so badly? Why could the other¡¯s hand sink into his brain like this ... but he would not have the chance to ask these questions. By the time Little Four¡¯s hand pulled back from his brain, D1 had lost consciousness, falling into darkness. His entire body suddenly shattered with a cracking sound, turning into countless white dots to disappear into the air. All of Little Four¡¯s attention was on his right hand. He did not notice the little finger of D1¡¯s right hand twitching right before D1 lost consciousness. Somewhere in the distance, a hidden instation silently activated. Little Four opened his right hand. In his palm was a bundle of pure energy, shining with an indistinct white light. Little Four studied it closely and very quickly found that within the white-coloured light, there were several strands of gold that were easily overlooked, much finer than silk threads ... "Yup, as expected, his spiritual self is really rather abnormal. Looks like before Little Blossom wakes up, I won¡¯t be that bored anymore." The corners of Little Four¡¯s lips curled upwards involuntarily, his eyebrows bowed in a happy curve. It looked like he was in a great mood. "Consider yourself lucky, meeting me, Little Four, in a good mood, giving yourself a chance to live ..." As he muttered to himself, Little Four pressed that spiritual self onto his body, where it was then absorbed by Little Four to disappear without a trace. Chapter 343: Use! Chapter 343: Use! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Perhaps Little Four was very happy with the day¡¯s harvest, or perhaps Little Four wanted to rush back to help his boss earlier ... in any case, he did not check the scene properly before hurriedly leaving the scene. He did not discover a hidden secretmand being sessfully transmitted. Right then, Ling Lan had already rushed to the warehouse doors. Along the way, she had moved ording to the route that a clone of Little Four had plotted out for her, making her way unimpeded to her destination. "After this, there are still several traps, but the Federation investigation team has already destroyed them. We can just move ahead at full speed. One more thing. One of the enemy spectres is already close to the investigation team." Little Four¡¯s clone, who had initially been reporting coordinates and real-time situations suddenly became talkative. Ling Lan calmly raised a brow. "Little Four, you¡¯re back?" In the mindspace, Little Four¡¯s initially robotic expression copsed and he said sullenly, "Boss, how did you know?" Little Four had deliberately kept quiet when he had returned, wanting to see when Boss would notice he hade back. He did not expect to be caught out the moment he opened his mouth. This made Little Four feel very hurt. "Your clone doesn¡¯t say any nonsense," Ling Lan responded evenly. Although Little Four had many clones, his clones were all very mechanical. They were like programmes with specific settings, meticulously carrying out their tasks. Only Little Four¡¯s true body would possess strong emotions which were very obviously reflected in his tone of speech. Ling Lan¡¯s words dealt a double blow to Little Four. So it turned out his clones were thatme ¡ª from tomorrow onwards, he must improve his clones¡¯ intelligence ... "Finished off all those people?" Ling Lan asked Little Four as she continued to move forwards at high speed. At this question, Little Four was instantly revived in full spirits. He lifted a victory ¡¯V¡¯ sign up high and said excitedly, "Of course, with me, Little Four, in charge, sess is naturally guaranteed." "Found nothing unusual?" Little Four was often careless, so Ling Lan could not help but check with him again. Little Four thought of that spiritual entity he had put in a secret room in preparation for research and wondered whether that was considered something unusual. However, since Boss had asked him to erase everyone, that spiritual self he had extracted should be his spoils of victory ... it should be fine not to tell Boss about it. Little Four hesitated for a moment but eventually decided that he would report to Boss after his research bore some fruit. Besides, he had already defied his boss in secret so many times already ¡ª one more time wouldn¡¯t hurt. Thus, Little Four decisively shook his head and said, "Nothing unusual." Ling Lan trusted Little Four very much. Thus, hearing Little Four say so, she did not inquire further. Ling Lan knew that time was tight ¡ª since Little Four was already back, she immediately headed deeper into the warehouse at her greatest speed. In other words, she was charging towards the troubled investigation team. All the way, not a single NPC soldier showed up to intercept her. There were countless corpses lying beside each checkpoint ¡ª it looked like the investigation team was very thorough, making sure not to leave any loose ends, which saved Ling Lan quite a bit of trouble. When they had two checkpoints left to go, Little Four suddenly reminded, "Boss, the spectre has already met up with the team. It looks like he is about to begin attacking them. Do you want me to immediately go over and kill the enemy?" Ling Lan¡¯s footsteps paused abruptly but instantly resumed again. Maintaining her original speed, she continued moving towards the two parties. She was silent for about 20 seconds before responding, "No need. Wait for me to arrive at the destination, then we¡¯ll see." Indeed. If Little Four took action, they could indeed easily rescue all these people, but how would they exin things after rescuing them? Little Four¡¯s actions would undoubtedly tell the investigation team that there was still an unidentified third party at work in the Swift Dragon base. They would definitely report this to military headquarters when they returned, and even if they knew that the third party were allies and not enemies, the Federation military would still want to investigate things thoroughly. Ling Lan did not have the confidence to keep everything under wraps in the face of a full-force investigation by the military. Moreover, she also did not trust the mainframe of Mecha World. If the Federation military tried to obtain information from it, the mainframe might just hand over their mission details to the military ... Well, even if the Federation military discovered anything, it would not be a big deal. Ling Lan believed that her father Ling Xiao would definitely suppress the matter ¡ª he would never allow the military to disrupt their regr military academy life. Still, Ling Lan was afraid that the traitor lurking within the higher levels of the military administration would leak their information to the Caesar Empire. The set-up which had trapped Ling Xiao those many years ago had let Ling Xiao confirm that there was a traitor within military headquarters. On this, Ling Lan agreed whole-heartedly. If Caesar really learned of their involvement, she and herpanions would definitely be swept into an endless chain of threats and attempts on their lives. Caesar would definitely never let them go for destroying the perfect set-up they had painstakingly arranged over the span of a whole 16 years. Just imagine. If it had not been for Ling Lan¡¯s group, Caesar would have already obtained the fruits of sess. Ling Lan had indeed rushed over with the intent of rescuing these Federation soldiers, because Ling Lan had been using them from the start. The moment Ling Lan had arrived at the Swift Dragon base, she had already asked Little Four toprehend the full situation at the base. They had discovered that there was a bunch of people from a powerful but unidentified faction within the base, who had sessfully reced the mainframe in taking control of the highest clearancemand rights of the Swift Dragon base. In other words, the Swift Dragon base was an NPC base controlled by the mainframe in name only. In fact, these NPCs were now already subordinates of the opponent; the mainframe¡¯s authority had been superseded. Meanwhile, Little Four had also discovered five spectres lurking within the base. Among them, one was part of the investigation team sent by military headquarters, while there were as many as four from the unidentified faction. This situation as reported by Little Four had made Ling Lan¡¯s heart heavy with worry. The presence of spectres meant that their mission this time had be extremely dangerous ¡ª any unfortunate slip might result in them losing their lives. Even though she had Little Four, this nature-defying protective talisman, around, she still could not dare to guarantee she would be able to protect all her team members wlessly. Spectres were known as ¡¯death gods¡¯ in the virtual world. Their abilities indeed defied nature and were terrifying. Any bit of negligence and you would be caught ¡ª they could instantly destroy a yer¡¯s brain region. Those who were turned into idiots but kept their lives could still be considered lucky; many more would be directly reduced to brain-dead vegetables with no hope of waking up again for the rest of their lives. So, despite having located their secret base on the first day, Ling Lan had not dared to act impetuously. Four spectres and close to thirty top-ss hackers. Even though Little Four had assured her that it was no problem, Ling Lan still did not dare to take risks with the lives of her team members. Even if Ling Lan had no other strengths, patience was her most prominent character strength. Without full confidence to ensure safety, Ling Lan would strongly suppress the urge to act and pretend she knew nothing. Thus, she had calmly waited at the Swift Dragon base for several days. Until tonight, when the opportunity finally came. The investigation team the Federation military had sent finally could not restrain themselves any longer and had prepared a night-time excursion to investigate. At first, Ling Lan thought the investigative team would be choosing to enter the secret base her team had found. But unexpectedly, the other team had been sessfully lured away by the enemy to a different location, which was the warehouse base that Little Four had long discovered was a trap. Ling Lan knew that if these people fell for the trap, it would be hard to say what the oue would be. Over there, there had been more than ten top-ss hackers monitoring the areaprehensively, and three strong and powerful mecha warriors and two spectres waiting on full alert. The moment the unwitting investigation team was ambushed, they would have been likely to bepletely wiped out. Back then, Ling Lan had had the impulse to go inform the other, but in the end, Ling Lan calmed herself down. She chose the cold-blooded option of observing from the side-lines, because she needed to take responsibility for the safety of herpanions. Despite her rational decision, Ling Lan still felt a little guilty with regards to these soldiers. Thus, once she had finished her own mission, she decided to rush over to rescue them out. Of course, another main reason for this was that she still needed the team to be her team¡¯s shields. Still, rescuing these people needed to be done under the precondition that her team would not be exposed. If rescuing the other team would increase the danger to her own team, Ling Lan would absolutely choose to continue observing from the side-lines. This was why when Little Four suggested she go ahead first to kill the enemy and save the team, Ling Lan had coldly rejected the proposal. Ling Lan pushed her speed to the limit. It had to be said that the virtual world of this world had been simted to be as realistic as possible, faithfully reflecting real-world physiques inside the virtual world. Ling Lan¡¯s strength at a half step to Domain let her move through the virtual world like the wind. Leaving behind but a fleeting shadow, she had disappeared from sight. About 40 secondster, Ling Lan silently arrived at the ambush point. Although the opponent had a number of hackersprehensively monitoring each corner, with Little Four¡¯s cover, Ling Lan naturally would not be discovered. Ling Lan was very surprised; only the three guarding the door were dead. The other people were all still alive and ounted for, but their situation was bad. Every one of them had been isted and surrounded by enemies. Ling Lan quickly understood the enemies¡¯ intent. They had not chosen to kill the team because they were waiting for their spectre toe erase the men directly. The people from the Caesar Empire were simrly afraid that when these people died in the virtual world and reappeared at a resurrection point, they would report to the Huaxia Federation and give the Federation time to prepare. When the investigation team of the Federation saw the enemy¡¯s spectre appear, they understood what the enemy was nning. Several warriors tried to kill themselves but were stopped by the enemies surrounding them. They had no chance tomit suicide even if they wanted to now. Seeing this, themanding officer grimaced. "We¡¯ve been tricked. Still, I cannot understand, Whether or not we get resurrected, it will still expose the fact that something has gone wrong at the Swift Dragon base. At most, you all can only dy things for several days." The moment they died, it would prove that the Swift Dragon base had been invaded by some unidentified faction with spectres in tow. This was because only spectres could obliterate a yer¡¯s brain. The military would definitely dispatch countless spectres over at first notice to hunt and kill these invaders, unless the enemy managed topletely retreat from the base over the next few days. "Just a dy of a few days will be enough. One more thing ¡ª preventing your suicides is not because we¡¯re afraid of you all going back to report. All your resurrection points have already been set to the Swift Dragon base anyway. We just don¡¯t want to bother with the time and effort needed to go erase you all at the resurrection point." Reiterughed when he heard what themander had to say, following up with an exnation as to why they had prevented the other from killing themselves. Themanding officer¡¯s expression changed at these words and he quickly looked up the relevant details. Sure enough, a few days ago, when they had firstnded at the Swift Dragon base, the system had sent a notification telling them that their resurrection point had automatically been changed to the Swift Dragon base. In other words, even if they hadmitted suicide, they would still be unable to return to Mecha World¡¯s central district. They would still be resurrected here in the Swift Dragon base. Chapter 344: Rest In Peace! Chapter 344: Rest In Peace! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Themanding officer knew very well that in Mecha World, there was no login point at the Swift Dragon base. In other words, as long as they were still in the Swift Dragon base, they would have no way at all of leaving the virtual world, let alone report to military headquarters. It looked the other¡¯s true intention was indeed not to stop them from reporting but to kill off all of them. "You all are going too far," said themanding officer through gritted teeth. He knew that the odds were truly stacked against their side this time ¡ª their only hope was that the enemy only had one spectre ... Reiter did not get angry in response; they had nned to turn the Huaxia Federation upside down to begin with. Right then, he was still preupied with thoughts of the secret base. After all, it was already time for the T-virus to break out yet there was still no unusual signs. This made him rather anxious. Thus, he did not want to speak any further with thismanding officer of the Federation. Circting his spectre power, he poured it out in a torrent at the other ... Seeing that things were going south, themanding officer quickly shared a look with an extremely in-looking warrior, and then the two of them leapt up. One of them spun into a whirlwind sidekick, while the other let go a flurry of kicks in the air, and they actually managed to send the people surrounding them flying. The next second, they came to the side of an army clerk who had been taking notes all the way and did not seem like he had a lot ofbat power and took up protective stances on both sides of him. In a world invisible to normal humans, two powerful forces collided forcefully. The bodies of Reiter and that clerk shuddered in unison. Reiter¡¯s expression changed. "Spectre." Who would have expected that there would still be another spectre in hiding within the Huaxia Federation team? If he had not arrived in time, the people ambushing on their own side might have been in danger. The clerk said nothing, only staring coldly back at Reiter. From their one sh, he had understood that the other¡¯s spectre power was probably stronger than his by a hair. A trace of regret shed across his eyes. If he had known the other side had spectres, he would have long killed off all these enemies when they had surrounded his team. In order to figure out the backgrounds of the enemy, they had chosen to tolerate and hold back temporarily. But from the looks of it now, that had been a huge miscalction. For the mission this time, in order to guarantee sess, military headquarters had sent two spectres on the mission, one overtly, the other covertly. The exposed spectre was Hollow Ground, while the hidden spectre was him, impersonating an army clerk among the investigation team. With the exception of themanding officer and his adjutant, no one else, not even Hollow Ground, knew of his true identity. The reason he had been tasked as the hidden spectre was that his spectre powers were rather unique and special. As long as he did not use his spectre power, his entire aura would be just like a regr person¡¯s ¡ª no one would sense anything strange about him. It should be known that all spectres carried a trace of danger on their aura to some extent. Spectres were extremely sensitive to this trace on the auras of other spectres, so the moment another spectre came within the range of their senses, they would very quickly detect the presence of kin. This special trait of his allowed him to y the role of hidden spectre on many a mission, and this time was no exception. Thus, when they discovered the enemy was a spectre, themanding officer and his adjutant had quickly rushed to the hidden spectre¡¯s side. Indeed, his spectre power was still pretty decent, but his physical attack capabilities were just like other spectres ¡ª terrible. "I just want to know ... what has happened to our people at the gates?" asked the clerk hoarsely, a hand pressed to his chest, trying to calm the roiling blood and qi within it. Seeing the other rush in from the outside, he already had an inkling that something had gone wrong. Hollow Ground was most likely in trouble, but he still hoped that Hollow Ground was safe and had not died in battle. Reiter chuckled in response and said, "Since I¡¯m here, what do you think happened to thoserades of yours?" The clerk¡¯s expression turned grim. "Hollow Ground, he is very strong." The connotation being ¡ª trying to trick me? No way. "Oh? So he was called Hollow Ground?" A mocking smirk appeared on Reiter¡¯s lips. "He refused to reveal his code name to the very end, saying that he could not disgrace his country ..." "Bullshit, Hollow Ground can¡¯t be dead," retorted the clerk. Hollow Ground was one of the top ten spectres of the Federation ¡ª how could he fall so easily here? Seeing this, Ling Lan had an idea. She asked, "Little Four, can you imitate the energy signature of other spectres?" Every spectre had a unique aura due to the signature of their spectre power ¡ª those familiar to it would very easily recognise a spectre by it, so there would be no incidents of idental injury. "Of course I can." Little Four pursed his lips, thinking that Boss was truly underestimating him too much by asking this question. "That¡¯s great then. Wait for a moment. When you hear mymand, immediately imitate Hollow Ground¡¯s energy signature and take the opportunity to kill the Caesar hacker." Ling Lan¡¯s eyes lit up, her n taking form. "Of course, make it look like a mutual destruction scenario." Little Four¡¯s eyes lit up at these words. This was a game he had never yed before. He quickly nodded, indicating that he would do everything his boss said. Meanwhile, Reiter could see that his opponent was shaken. His gaze shed and he decided to continue agitating the other, because a spectre who had lost hisposure would very easily reveal some weaknesses ... "All alone, he is very strong, but our side has more than one spectre." Reiter smiled cidly. At these words, the clerk¡¯s face paled. This was the potential scenario he had been most afraid of. One spectre alone would definitely not have been able to defeat Hollow Ground. Taking advantage of this window of time while the opponent was still riled up, Reiter once again slyly sent a quick bolt of spectre power at the opponent in a sneak attack. However, Reiter was disappointed ¡ª though the clerk looked like he was not using his spectre powers, he had actually been on guard all this time. Sensing the opponent¡¯s spectre power attacking, his own power rose up to meet it instinctively. Yet, the clerk knew that dragging things out like this with pure force would not end well for them. Even as he blocked the other spectre¡¯s attack, he threw a pointed nce at themander, signalling for the other to find a chance and escape immediately ... These two attacks had given Reiter a pretty good idea of the opponent¡¯s strength, which was a hair weaker than his. Still, to finish off the opponent, he would first need to exhaust the other¡¯s spectre power ¡ª this would be a drawn-out battle of attrition. At this thought, Reiter began to regret sending Witt back to the secret base so soon ... There was still no news from the secret base thus far (Reiter did not know that the mediating contact, D1 and his team, had already been wiped out by Little Four). Reiter began to feel anxious. He knew very well what they hade here to do. If something happened at the secret base, the loss would not be mitigated even if he killed off everyone here. Reiter¡¯s thoughts settled ¡ª he would not waste any more time. Mature and experienced spectres all had their own trump cards. For example, the trump card of hisst opponent, Hollow Ground, had been that final deathblow. Simrly, as the team leader of the spectres in this operation, he too had his own trump card. And so, Reiter¡¯s spectre power, which had already been stronger than his opponent by a little, suddenly became several times stronger. This took the clerk by surprise ¡ª with an involuntary grunt, he spewed out a mouthful of blood and his face turned as white as paper. This caused the expression of themanding officer standing by his side to shift. Themander threw a look at his adjutant and the adjutant immediately grabbed hold of the clerk and began running towards the outside of the enemy¡¯s enclosure with themander right behind them. At the same time, some of their other team members suddenly broke free of their restraints and began attacking wildly. These actions flustered the people surrounding them, afraid that if they identally killed the opponents, they would die and resurrect elsewhere on the Swift Dragon base and cause further trouble for them. Seeing this, Reiter shouted, "Impudence!" An overwhelming wave of spectre power rolled out to smash these Federation soldiers trying to make theirst stand. The clerk gritted his teeth and used the final bit of his spectre power to spread out a defensive shield to protect these braverades of his. The power of the two spectres shed violently once more and the clerk could not stop himself from throwing out mouthful after mouthful of blood. He could already feel his defensive shield about to be crushed by the opponent. At that time, it would be time for all of them to die. He was still too weak ... A deep surge of regret and unwillingness rose within the clerk¡¯s heart. If only he were as strong as Hollow Ground, perhaps then he would have been able to protect all these people and let them live. He could almost hear the sounds of shatteringing from his defensive shield. Just as he was about to give up hope and just wait for death to descend ... "Little Four, do it now!" Seeing this, Ling Lan ordered decisively. A powerful surge of spectre power appeared suddenly to intercept the other spectre¡¯s power. The clerk¡¯s gaze brightened ¡ª it was Hollow Ground! Hollow Ground sessfully blocked the opponent¡¯s attack; when Reiter sensed this familiar power signature, his expression changed drastically and he was screaming in his heart that this was impossible. Yes, he had clearly seen the other be white spots to vanish in the virtual world. He had confirmed that the other¡¯s consciousness had been erased under his and Witt¡¯sbined power ... so why then would the spectre power belonging to Hollow Ground appear here at this time? He could not understand it. He was afraid. But he would no longer have any chance to ask any questions, because even as that wave of power blocked his attack, it leapt at him in a counterattack. The strength behind the counterattack did not feel that strong, but Reiter found that his own spectre power was rapidly fading away. He was pushed back again and again, till he was actually being overpowered by the other¡¯s power ... This made no sense 1 ! This was Reiter¡¯s final thought, because this change had urred within the blink of an eye. Before Reiter could react, he had been erased by this seemingly unimpressive spectre power ... Everyone present saw the initially forceful and imperious Reiter suddenly explode into white spots that rapidly disappeared. The faces of the Caesarians changed; Reiter¡¯s sudden death let them know that things were not good. In contrast, this scene was like a shot of heart tonic to the soldiers of the Huaxia Federation, and they found their battle prowess magnified by several multiples ... Only the clerk had a sorrowful expression on his face. He could sense that as the enemy spectre¡¯s power had dissipated, Hollow Ground¡¯s spectre power had also begun to dissipate. From the spectre power of Hollow Ground that had yet to dissipate from the air, the clerk could almost feel the other¡¯s dense reluctance to die, as well as his relief that hispanions were safe and unharmed. The clerk was well aware that Hollow Ground had only died because thatst attack was Hollow Ground¡¯s final trump card. The trump cards of Federation spectres were basically all methods of mutual destruction. This was rted to the unyielding character of the Huaxian people ... Hollow Ground must have already been on hisst legs 2 after going through consecutive battles, yet he had still rushed over to save them. In the end, he had even sacrificed his life to save them. Hollow Ground, rest in peace! The clerk closed his damp eyes, pushing down the grief in his mind. Chapter 345: Ultimate Weapon! Chapter 345: Ultimate Weapon! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr When the clerk opened his eyes again once more, there was no longer any trace of sorrow within his eyes. All that was left was an endless coldness. Since Hollow Ground had left his hopes of life to them, then he would have toplete the mission Hollow Ground had handed to him ¡ª he would protect his team members and make sure they escaped from this ce. The clerk stared coldly at the enemies who were beginning to panic. Ignoring his injuries, he forcefully circted his spectre power which was nearly exhausted to wipe out all the enemies¡¯ consciousness. Let these people be sacrificial offerings for Hollow Ground ... However, forcefully overdrafting his spectre power made the clerk pay a heavy price. For some time after this, he would not be able to use his spectre power at all. Still, the clerk felt that it was worth it! Seeing the clerk kill off all of the enemies, themander and his adjutant instantly breathed a mental sigh of relief. Looking at their other team members who had survived with them, they had a strong sense of having evaded a disaster. However, their mood became heavy again very soon, because the clerk told them that he was unable to use his spectre power for the time being. In other words, he could no longer protect them, so it would probably be dangerous to continue staying here. No one could tell whether that unidentified faction had any other spectres with them after all. As such, themander quickly decided to withdraw his entire team. On the way, they did not forget to send a message to their waitingpanions about the n to control the starship ¡ª they would follow their original n to escape from the Swift Dragon base. Although they were not sure where this unidentified faction hade from, they already knew that the Swift Dragon base was now under the enemy¡¯s control. Their mission was pretty muchpleted. Furthermore, themander was afraid that there were still other spectres in the base. In order to protect the lives of his team members, he needed to bring his team members to escape from this ce as soon as possible. Little Four, who had been secretly monitoring them all this while, immediately intercepted the message they sent and fabricated an ¡¯order received¡¯ message from the targeted waiting team in response to themander¡¯s message. Meanwhile, at this time, at the spaceport of the Swift Dragon base, the Federation soldiers who had already taken action earlier had taken control of the starship without any difficulty. They did not know that they had aplished it so easily because Little Four had already finished off all the top-ss hackers from Caesar controlling the base. Otherwise, even though they still had a hacker providing cover by creating false information, they would have still been discovered by the enemy hackers controlling the base. They waited patiently for themander¡¯s arrival on the starship; they had sent the news of their sess to themander when they had taken control of the ship. However, themander¡¯s team seemed to have encountered some difficulty, for he only sent a message telling them to wait patiently before going silent. This made the waiting team begin to feel a little uneasy. Sure enough, it was not long before they noticed that the defence of the Swift Dragon base had suddenly tightened up. The guards of the base had begun closely examining the NPC survivors at the temporary camp. This made them even more anxious and worried. They were anxious that they were about to be exposed, and they were also worried that it would be infinitely more difficult for themander¡¯s team to sneak back to the starship. However, after waiting for about half an hour, themander sent another message: ¡¯ Already here. Open the emergency ess. Let us board. ¡¯ The arrival of this news was an instant relief to the waiting soldiers. Themander¡¯s team silently boarded the starship; the entire process was so smooth and unhindered that they almost could not believe it. Many times, it had clearly seemed as if the other party was about to discover them, but then the other side would be strangely drawn away by something to head in another direction instead. Puzzled, they could only believe that their luck today must be off the charts allowing them to sail through danger again and again. In order to ensure security, the Federation soldiers who were there earlier had already killed off all the NPC soldiers guarding the starship. This allowed themander¡¯s team to instantly rx once they boarded. They did not hesitate to go directly to the main control room of the starship. With the limited amount of manpower they had, they could only focus on getting the starship safely started; they had no mind to bother with the other areas of the ship. Anxious to rejoin hisrades, themander did not notice that not long after they left the emergency ess, the ess opened again silently. Ling Lan, who had been following them all this way, quietly slipped into the starship. Little Four mastered the entire starship instantly and very soon found the hiding spots of Qi Long and the others. Without hesitation, Ling Lan walked towards Qi Long and the others¡¯ hiding ces. Her arrangements had been set ¡ª now, she only needed to wait patiently for these Federation soldiers to start the starship and bring them back to the central district. On the way to reunite with Qi Long and the others, Little Four did not forget to brag about his achievements in the mindspace. Themunications between both the Federation parties were actually fake ¡ª Little Four had intercepted all messages on both ends before sending them out at the perfect timings, leaving no signs of his involvement. The moment themander arrived at the control room, without giving himself time to catch his breath, he had already begun instructing his team members to take over the operations of the various key procedures of the starship. Once everything was prepared, he gave the order to start the starship. While the starship was still, the NPCs of the Swift Dragon base had not noticed anything amiss here. But when it was suddenly activated, the loud roar of its engines and the energy response it gave out instantly startled the calm spaceport into wakefulness. Everyone in the Swift Dragon base knew immediately that their starship had been hijacked by an unknown faction. This made the administrators of the Swift Dragon base extremely angry. They decisively dispatched the armoured missile troops of the base to bombard the starship, trying to destroy the ship before it fully activated. Everyone in the starship stared nervously at the activation progress of the starship. For the starship tounch and fly, it needed to gather 100% of its power, and the prep time for this was a full three minutes. Everyone knew that these three minutes would very likely determine whether they would be able to escape from the Swift Dragon base. "Commander, they¡¯ve fired the attack missiles," reported a team member, having seen the warning sign on the screen of the radar he was monitoring. "Activate the defensive shield first," said themander through clenched teeth in the end, after considering several options in his mind in quick session. "Yes!" Another team member in charge of operating the defence system decisively turned on the defensive shield. The power store which had been shored up to 10% dropped in one go to rock bottom again. In other words, the starship had to start shoring up energy all over again. Still, themander¡¯s directive was correct. Activating the beam shield prevented the many missiles from destroying the main body of the starship. But even so, the explosive force of the missiles shook the starship around enough to make the people inside stagger. In the #3 mecha hold of the starship, Ling Lan¡¯s team were already seated in the standard mecha of this starship within secure seats. The anti-shock system of the mecha themselves was also much more stable than that of the starship, so despite feeling the vibrations, they were not as thrown by it as the people in the control room. Seeing this, Qi Long¡¯s loud voice rang out again in the team¡¯sms. "D*mn, this mission is just too exciting! Whether going or returning, it¡¯s all so thrilling!" "If it wasn¡¯t thrilling, would it be called an SSS-rank?" responded Han Jijyun lightly, leaving Qi Long speechless. Several soft snickers could be heard within the channel ¡ª it was Xie Yi, Lin Zhong-qing, and the others. To make Qi Long shut up, other than Boss Lan, only Han Jijyun could do it. The others were still alright, but Chang Xinyuan was rather nervous. He could not help but ask, "We¡¯ll be fine, right?" Ever since Ling Lan had brought up the fact that if they died here, they would revive within the Swift Dragon base and not the central district, Chang Xinyuan had been afraid he would die here due to the little bit of mecha control skills of his that were utter rubbish. That would hold the team back, forcing Boss Lan and the others to turn back to save him. "Yes. The defensive shield has already been activated. The anti-aircraft missiles of the base won¡¯t do much damage to the starship," replied Ling Lan evenly. Little Four was faithfully reflecting everything that was happening in the control room to her mindspace. Ling Lan¡¯s words made everyone on the team calm down. They knew that it was not as simple as Boss Lan had said to escape from the Swift Dragon base. Every base possessed ultimate weapons to deal with starships and powerful mecha ¡ª their only hope was that the suprememander of the Swift Dragon base would choose not to utilise those weapons out of concern that there might be soldiers from the base on the starship. Finally, the starship¡¯s power gauge was full. Themander shouted joyfully, "Start moving at low speed!" Amidst the echoes of this order, the team member in charge of operating the starship slowly lifted the head of the starship and the starship slowly rose into the air. At this time, witnessing this scene, themand team of themand centre turned to look anxiously at the suprememander of the Swift Dragon base, awaiting his final order. The suprememander calmly zoomed in on the image of the starship and then mmed a hand onto the screen. He ordered, "Activate the ultimate weapon, the maic energy beam cannon." At thismand, everyone¡¯s expressions shifted. Even though some still felt it was rather inappropriate, in the strictly hierarchal NPC world, the lower level officers did not dare to voice any objections. By this time, the starship had already pulled several hundred metres away from the ground. As long as it could rise up to a height of 2000 metres, it could shift from low speed to high speed and leave the gravity pull of the base¡¯s to truly enter outer space. Only at that time would they truly be safe. Everyone in the starship¡¯s control room had cold sweat pouring from their foreheads. This was generally the most dangerous period for starships ¡ª this was the moment where starships were most easily struck by weaponry attacks from the ground. Suddenly, the team member monitoring the surrounding situation yelled out in horror, "The base has activated its ultimate weapon! We¡¯ll be shot down ..." Themander rushed over when he heard this. On the edges of the base, he saw what had seemed to be arge but normal, barren mountain suddenly split open, a massive cannon barrel slowly rising from its depths. Although only its head was currently visible, themander could tell what it was with just one look. His face instantly drained of all colour. If the starship was destroyed, even though they would not really die, with their resurrection point set to the Swift Dragon base, it would not be long before they were certain to be the prisoners of the opponent. Themander did not have the confidence to sessfully lead his team in escaping death for the second time. By the time headquarters noticed anything wrong and sent more people to stage a rescue, it would still be a monthter at the very quickest ... if the unknown enemy still had spectres hidden within the secret base, they might really end up losing all their lives here. At this time, the adjutant who had been standing quietly behind themander all this time suddenly spoke up to say, "I¡¯ll go." Chapter 346: Death Descends! Chapter 346: Death Descends! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Themander understood what the adjutant meant and immediately retorted, "No, that¡¯s too dangerous." Even though the adjutant¡¯s strength was infinitely close to imperial level, he had still not reached it after all. Relying on the defensive shield of an ace mecha alone against the base¡¯s ultimate weapon would at most buy the starship another ten to twenty seconds ... "We can¡¯t just sit here and wait for death. If we can earn a bit more time, then we need to fight our hardest for it," argued the adjutant passionately. "But, if anything happens to you, you will have no choice but to remain at the Swift Dragon base." Themander told the adjutant the likely oue of his actions. "That¡¯s still better than having everyone remain here. If by any chance something happens to me, as long as you all live to return, then you¡¯ll be able to submit a timely report. That will make it much faster for a rescue team to be sent ... I believe that I should still be able to hold out for a short three to four days," said the adjutant with a determined air. It could not be denied that he possessed the self-confidence and pride of an ace mecha operator deep in his bones. Themander cast a silent look at the adjutant, then nodded solemnly and said, "Fine. Go and make your preparations. I¡¯ll let the members of team C act as your personal JMC to guide your movements." At this point, themander paused for a moment before adding a final statement, "Take care!" The adjutant saluted respectfully. "Yes! Sir!" Done speaking, he resolutely turned to leave the control room of the starship. As he turned, all the members of the control room, including themander, silently saluted him. This was a sign of respect as well as a blessing for arade. Meanwhile, on Ling Lan¡¯s end, she had received news of the activation of the Swift Dragon base¡¯s ultimate weapon at first notice. This made her mood turn extremely grim, for every base had its own ultimate weapon whose power was exceedingly horrifying. It was thest resort to protect a base ¡ª a sure-kill weapon against starships and powerful mecha. No matter how strong the starship¡¯s energy shield was, it would at most be able to endure one strike from this weapon. After that one strike, the starship¡¯s umted power would bepletely depleted. It could be imagined that a starship without an energy shield would be a tant sitting duck ¡ª any slightly powerful weapon would be able to riddle the starship with holes. This development had pushed Ling Lan¡¯s team into a dire situation. The moment they died, their mission would be judged as a failure. Moreover, the key thing was that they could not leave the Swift Dragon base either if that happened, and so would have no way of returning to the real world. Sure enough, an SSS-rank mission was extremely insane. Even the ultimate weapon of a base had been brought into y. Seeing the adjutant volunteer, an idea sparked in Ling Lan¡¯s mind. She said to Qi Long, "Qi Long,ter, no matter what happens, you must bring the team back alive to the central district andplete our mission." Qi Long did not understand why his boss was saying this, but whatever Boss said to do, he would of course do his best to do. Thus, he acknowledged the order seriously. Li Lanfeng was stunned by Ling Lan¡¯s words, but he quickly figured out the other¡¯s intent. With a shift in his expression, he said, "Rabbit, you¡¯re going out?" Instantly, Ling Lan¡¯s half-dead, battered appearance after he had intercepted the maic tsunami with an imperial mecha appeared in Li Lanfeng¡¯s mind¡¯s eye, and Li Lanfeng felt his heart shudder. Li Lanfeng¡¯s words instantly enlightened the other members of the team about what Ling Lan was nning to do. They all immediately spoke up in protest ¡ª they did not want to lose contact with Boss again. Seeing this, Ling Lan cast a cold nce at everyone and then said calmly, "Obey my orders!" Although Ling Lan¡¯s tone of voice was extremely calm, her team members still felt a chill permeate their bodies. This cooled their ardent spirits instantaneously ¡ª their courage frozen in its tracks ¡ª and they did not dare to object any further. Only Li Lanfeng was not frightened into silence by Ling Lan. Perhaps due to his exceptionally strong mental fortitude, or perhaps out of courage due to his deep concern, he once again spoke up to say, "Rabbit, if you want to go, I¡¯ll go with you." He absolutely would not leave the rabbit behind and escape on his own. Ling Lan merely controlled her mecha to reach out its right hand and tapped Li Lanfeng¡¯s mecha lightly on its head. "Leopard, you are still too weak. If you want to help me, improve your strength first. Otherwise, following me will just hold me back. Also, I have faith in you. Don¡¯t let me down." That said, Ling Lan walked out of her mecha¡¯s secured seat and let Little Fourmand the transport system of the ship to move her mecha to theunching device of the ejection port. Li Lanfeng was saddened by Ling Lan¡¯s words. So he was actually that weak in his rabbit¡¯s heart and was holding the other back? These words were truly quite hurtful ... he sat within his cockpit and clenched his fists, cursing his infirm body for the first time. No, he could not be discouraged just like that. Next time, he must make the rabbit understand that he, Li Lanfeng, was capable enough to fight by his side. Li Lanfeng touched the document in his bag. Since he could not help the rabbit at his current level of strength, then he could not disappoint the rabbit any further. He must live to hand this document over to the city lord of Grandsweep City andplete the rabbit¡¯s n-formation mission. When she found out that the adjutant had already been ejected sessfully, Ling Lan then let Little Four arrange for her to be ejected by the starship¡¯sunch system. Of course, due to Little Four¡¯s interference, the figure of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha did not appear on therge disy screen of the starship control room. This was also why Ling Lan dared tounch herself into space so tantly; her movements would never be discovered by these Federation soldiers. Finally, the base¡¯s ultimate weapon was revealed in its entirety. Viewing the image Little Four transmitted over, Ling Lan could not help but feel frightened. Just looking at its outer appearance, one could tell that this was a powerful ultimate weapon. Its ferocious form and its muzzle, which was several tens of metres wide in radius, were signs of how horrific the energy it would st out was sure to be. A maic storm was scary because its associated energy turbulence was too vast and enduring, while an ultimate weapon was horrifying because it focused all its massive power onto a single point. This allowed it to very easily wipe out a target it had locked onto. "Based on the outer shape of this weapon, I¡¯ve found some relevant data. It¡¯s part of the Federation ultimate weapon series: a maic energy beam cannon! It has powerful attack capacity ¡ª capable of smashing through all of its target¡¯s external defence systems, and at the same time, the terrible maic energy it carries can destroy the internal systems of its target." Little Four immediately told Ling Lan all about the ultimate weapon of the Swift Dragon base, giving Ling Lan a good idea of what to expect. "What a troublesome thing." Ling Lan frowned. Such powerful energy ... if they relied on the Pulsing King Shield of her imperial mecha, they could actually still withstand it. The problem was that the weapon possessed maic energy capable of destroying a mecha¡¯s internal system as well. This would affect the power circtory system in the mecha. An imperial mecha without power support would actually be no different from the average mecha. She nced at the x192 high-zed nuclear power source equipped on the imperial mecha and hoped it would be reliable enough to withstand an attack from the maic energy beam cannon. Right then, the starship had sessfully climbed up to about 1500 metres. Meanwhile, the ultimate weapon, the maic energy beam cannon, had finally stored up enough energy as well to reveal its savage side. A maic energy beam shot out from the base, aimed right for the starship suspended in the air. "Concentrate all power on the point being attacked!" bellowed themander. At this moment, he had lost his usualposure. If this ultimate weapon was too strong, they might not even be able to withstand one blow. The maic energy beam mmed heavily into the defensive shield of the starship. The power of its ststed a whole 20 seconds. During these 20 seconds, the starship was shaken violently by the powerful energy attack. Everyone in the control room was almost thrown to the ground. However, these soldiers were all battle-hardened warriors. They clutched tightly to the control panel before them, and thus were not sent tumbling by the violent vibrations. Twenty secondster, when the final bit of the beam from the maic energy beam cannon faded away, only then was it discovered that the starship remained high up in the air, but its appearance was battered and dark. The dull and bleak looking outer hull of the starship proved that the starship¡¯s power had been utterly depleted; it could no longer maintain its energy shield. The high-ranking officers in the control room of the base could not help but cheer at the sight. A smile appeared on the suprememander¡¯s face, and then he ordered decisively, "Let the armoured missile troops continue to attack." When the armoured missile troop on the ground received thismand, they once again fired their missiles. But very quickly, they found that their attacks were futile. An ace mecha had appeared beneath the starship, and it was striking down any missiles that were attacking the starship. Before the missiles could reach the starship, the mecha had already shot them down. When themand centre heard this news, everyone waited for the suprememander¡¯s orders. The suprememander frowned as he looked at the grandstanding ace mecha in the sky and then also looked at the starship struggling desperately to replenish its power. He gave a decisive order. "Fire the second round of the maic energy beam cannon!" When the starship¡¯s main control room saw the ultimate weapon of the base begin to sh and umte light again, the men¡¯s faces turned terribly pale. "Sir, they¡¯re preparing to fire the second round. Are we done for?" Seeing that the starship had only recovered 17% of its power, despair was present in everyone¡¯s hearts. A full 100% power level had only been barely enough to block the attack of that maic energy beam cannon. However, the result of all that effort was still an inevitable 13% damage done to the starship. Fortunately, the crucial flight system of the starship had not been destroyed; this was their good fortune. "Speed up power umtion. We can only gather up to 50% power. Whether or not we reach the required altitude, we¡¯ll have to switch to high-speed operation." With a grit of his teeth, themander prepared to take this final gamble. He looked at the ace mecha struggling to defend the starship ¡ª he would ce his hopes on the other, hoping that the other would be able to help the starship obtain the final bit of time to umte power. Everyone stared nervously at the team member in charge of reporting on the progress of the power umtion. They could only hope that they could hit 50% power before the ultimate weapon fired its second round. "Power umtion at 20% ... 25% ... 30% ... 35% ..." When the team member reported till 35%, the muzzle of the base¡¯s ultimate weapon finally erupted in a dazzling ze of sparks. In the eyes of everyone on the starship, these sparks were undoubtedly the flowers of death here to collect their lives. "No ...!" Heaven knows who yelled this. Everyone instinctively held on tightly to the control panel before them and closed their eyes, waiting for death to descend upon them. Chapter 347: Ace Operator! Chapter 347: Ace Operator! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The adjutant was busy striking down those missiles when his mecha suddenly emitted an emergency rm. He found that the maic energy beam cannon was preparing to shoot once again and unleash its second powerful energy beam. "For the honour of the Huaxia Federation!" mouthed the adjutant silently. This was the only phrase the Huaxians knew to say on the battlefield ¡ª this was a disy of their strong attachment to their country, as well as a heartfelt exnation of their final decisions. A savage light appeared in the eyes of the adjutant. He operated his mecha and pushed it to its maximum power, bringing out the ace mecha¡¯s most powerful beam shield as he resolutely went up to meet this overbearing beam cannon. Five seconds ... ten seconds ... the adjutant let out a great roar in his cockpit. He tolerated the intense agony the strong maic energy wrought upon his body, watching calmly as the power of his mecha dropped rapidly until it was finally empty ... only 23 seconds had passed. What a pity! Before his mecha waspletely consumed by the maic energy, the adjutant only hoped regretfully in his heart that the starship would be able to hold out on its own for the final 7 seconds it needed to gather power. The adjutant had no way of seeing the final oue. His mecha, with him inside, waspletely devoured by the maic energy beam, instantly turning into a cloud of gas to disappear into the air. Right then, Ling Lan, who had been hiding to one side but was long prepared, controlled her imperial mecha to instantly leap forwards and take the adjutant¡¯s ce, blocking the remaining maic energy beam directed at the starship. This time, Little Four expended his greatest disguising ability to make Ling Lan¡¯s imperial mecha look like the adjutant¡¯s ace mecha. Whether it was in the starship¡¯s control room or at themand centre of the ground base, all they could see was an ace mecha holding off the maic energy beam cannon¡¯s attack. When the beam energy ran out, what was revealed in the aftermath was still that extremely battered yet surviving ace mecha! "He did it!" themander could not help but shout in exhration at the sight of the resilient ace mecha. No one wished for therades by their side to die, even if they were in the virtual world. ******** On a hill at the edge of the Swift Dragon base, an ace mecha was standing there looking out into distant space at the ace mecha that had held off the attack of the maic energy beam cannon. He said in a cold tone, "That starship is most probably carrying the enemy that gave D1 no choice but to activate the ultimate weapon system." "Senior Colonel, you¡¯re right. I¡¯ve observed the other people staying at the Swift Dragon base. They are all NPCs. The investigative soldiers the Huaxia Federation sent are definitely on that ship." The person on the other end of thems channel confirmed the thoughts of the ace operator. "nning to leave the Swift Dragon base just like that? In your dreams." Killing intent shed through the ace operator¡¯s eyes as he sneered and said, "Send me into the sky. I want to greet that ace mecha, and finish off that starship along the way." "Yes, Senior Colonel!" With that shout, a hole suddenly opened under the spot where the ace mecha was standing. The mecha dropped instantly as if swallowed by the earth. But very soon, a tube coloured like the hill rose diagonally from the ground, and several secondster, a muffled sound rang out. That ace mecha was instantly sent shooting into the sky like a cannonball. When the senior officers in themand centre of the base saw this, some of the officers were baffled. Where had this unexpected ace mechae from? At that moment, the suprememander of the Swift Dragon base could be heard to exin, "This is our ace mecha." The suprememander¡¯s words calmed everyone down and they waited patiently for the final oue. The power of the maic energy beam cannon was indeed very strong, but its energy consumption was also very horrific. If there were other ways to finish off these invading enemies, they would happily save energy resources and not shoot a third round of the maic energy beam cannon. ******** "Boss, an ace mecha ising." That mecha had just beenunched when he had been noticed by Little Four who was monitoring the whole scene, and Little Four quickly informed Ling Lan. "Godd*mmit, how could there be an ace mecha in the Swift Dragon base?" This kind of small base generally had an advanced mecha at the most. This inexplicable appearance of a mysterious ace mecha made Ling Lan feel that trouble wasing. "It¡¯s not an NPC." Little Four only had time to say this before that ace mecha was already by Ling Lan¡¯s side and was fiercely leaping at her. Little Four¡¯s warning made Ling Lan¡¯s heart clench ¡ª if the other wasn¡¯t an NPC, then he must be a real person. Moreover, soldiers of the Huaxia Federation would never attack a teammate without reason, so this ace operator was very likely from Caesar. With a ¡¯bang¡¯, Ling Lan swiftly drew the beam saber on her back and parried the opponent¡¯s fierce attack in time. "Boss, do you want me to kill him?" asked Little Four in a cold voice, killing intent shing through his eyes. Ling Lan controlled her mecha to kick out savagely. Seeing this fierce kicking at him, the opponent became wary and quickly dodged. The two mecha once again pulled apart from one another, but both sides knew very well that this distance was nothing for ace mecha ¡ª they would be able to reach their opponent within the blink of an eye. Ling Lan was guarding carefully against the other but had begun plotting in her mind. If Little Four could act, they could indeed finish off the opponent easily. But the problem was that there was still a spectre on the ship. The moment Little Four used his spectre-like powers, the other would notice it. This would be arge w because ace operators just could not be spectres; therefore, it would be very easy to guess that there was the presence of a third faction at the Swift Dragon base. This way, her ideal n would be broken ¡ª it would bepletely pointless to try and use the Federation soldiers as her team¡¯s shield. Ling Lan absolutely would not allow her team members to be exposed. Thus, she decisively rejected Little Four¡¯s offer and prepared to resist on her own. In truth, Ling Lan was extremely confident in herself. With the imperial mecha she was controlling now and her control skills that were no lower than an ace operator¡¯s, she was still pretty confident she could win this match. Her only concern was that she could not fight in an imperial mecha for over 5 minutes. Otherwise, her body would not be able to withstand the feedback force from the cross-level operation. Furthermore, because she had blocked the maic energy beam cannon, she had already wasted about a minute of that time. Thus, she needed to finish this fight and destroy the other mecha within 4 minutes. Ling Lan¡¯s eyes glinted with a cold light, nning inside her heart on how she could end the fight quickly. Ling Lan saw Regretless lying silently in her bag and an idea shed through her mind. She immediately instructed Little Four on what he needed to do next ... Very soon, the two mecha once again collided forcefully together. This time, Ling Lan was the one to initiate the attack ¡ª she did not have much time left and could not afford to wait. It should be said the skills of the two operators were about equal ¡ª the collision of their beam sabers created countless sparks. Whether it was the mainship or the basemand centre, everyone was closely watching the fight of the two ace mecha. The intense battlested for less than a minute. Perhaps due to exhausting too much energy from blocking the maic energy beam cannon¡¯s attack previously, the thruster on one side of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha suddenly exploded. From the dazzling sparks and the apanying thick ck smoke, one could tell that the mecha had received pretty significant damage. As expected, without an engine on one side to provide counterbnce, Ling Lan¡¯s mecha instantly lost its centre of bnce and actually began to tumble over. But Ling Lan did not give up ¡ª she activated her mecha¡¯s secondary thruster and tried to regain the bnce of her mecha. However, how could the opponent pass this chance by? That ace mecha suddenly flipped to face downwards and then revved its engines to actually begin speeding towards Ling Lan. Seeing this, while maintaining the bnce of her mecha, Ling Lan gritted her teeth and pulled out her beam saber to meet the fierce thrust of the other¡¯s beam saber. With a ¡¯boom¡¯, the two beam sabers collided fiercely. One was buffed by the gravitational force of moving downwards, while the other was held up by an awkward, forced lift of the arm. The gap between the strength behind the two swords waspletely disyed by the beam sabers. Due to the opponent¡¯s great strength, Ling Lan could no longer hold on to her beam saber. It was sent flying by the opponent, and the beam saber fell from the skies to stab heavily into the ground. Witnessing this scene, those Federation soldiers watching closely from the military vessel¡¯s control room turned pale. Some of them could not help but exim in shock and leap to their feet. Having sent the opponent¡¯s weapon flying with one move, the ace operator was exhrated. Without hesitation, he grabbed onto the Huaxian ace mecha, who was currently preparing to shoot its beam gun to try and stop him from approaching, enduring two shots from the opponent. The beam saber in his right hand stabbing forwards viciously towards other¡¯s cockpit ... "Sess!" The ace operator saw his beam saber piercing through the other¡¯s cockpit like slicing through bamboo and was overjoyed. He knew he had won, but before he couldugh out in celebration, he suddenly felt a chill run through his body. And then, intense pain shot straight into his heart, causing him to yell out involuntarily. "What¡¯s happening?" The ace mecha looked nkly at the ck cold weapon that had appeared without warning in his cockpit. That weapon had sliced his body into two, and his entire cockpit was sttered in blood. For some reason, the ace operator really wanted to deride the virtual world of the Huaxia Federation for being too realistic and bloody. This bit was really not good ¡ª they should learn from Caesar and make things more mild and pleasant. Even he, a battle-hardened warrior, felt somewhat queasy at the sight. He could almost really feel his waist being chopped in half ¡ª if this had happened to a newbie, that person would most likely be useless after this ... A life countdown began in the virtual world. The ace operator smiled wryly to himself and pressed a button to rey thest few moments. Only then did he discover that when he had pierced the other¡¯s cockpit, this ck cold weapon had suddenly appeared in the opponent¡¯s initially empty right hand. Because the other¡¯s hand was positioned perfectly at a blind spot of all his cameras, he had not noticed. This was why he had found the attack baffling. "I forgot that the Huaxians favour mutual destruction the most," said the ace operator in frustration. With its control systems destroyed, his mecha could no longer remain airborne and it plummeted without warning. On his disy screen, the ace mecha operator saw his opponent¡¯s mecha falling faster than his own, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his lips. At least he would dieter than the other. By the time they revived, he would definitely find the other for a rematch ... Ten seconds or soter, that Huaxian ace mecha mmed into the ground first. Right afterwards, he too mmed into the ground, and subsequently, a massive explosion rocked the ground. The fallen mecha were instantly sted into dust ¡ª it was no longer possible to distinguish who was who ¡ª and at the same time, the Caesarian ace mecha operator¡¯s final bit of awareness was consumed. Chapter 348: Escape in High Gear! Chapter 348: Escape in High Gear! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr When the Caesarian ace operator regained consciousness once more and opened his eyes, he had already returned to the resurrection point of the Swift Dragon base. The resurrection point of the Swift Dragon base was actually arge room. Normally, the room doors were tightly shut and the NPC soldiers would never enter this area. This was because the mainframe had set it so that resurrection points were considered safe spots. Anyone who resurrected here would never be discovered by the NPC soldiers as long as they did not exit the doors. The Caesarian ace operator stood up feeling regretful but found that there was someone peeking around the room doors ... ck hair and yellow skin, it most definitely had to be that Huaxian who had died alongside him. He decisively drew the dagger at his calf and leapt over. Hearing the whistle of the wind, that person rolled forwards and evaded his strike. The man turned to look at his attacker and his irises contracted. "Caesarian." He was the adjutant who had died by the force of the maic energy beam cannon. Having juste out of the resurrection point, he had had no choice but to stick around the area due to the patrolling guards of the base outside the doors. Of course, he also did not know what had happened outside. "This time, you will still die by my hand!" The ace operator from Caesar pounced as he cried out gleefully. The adjutant was taken aback by those words, and then as if figuring something out, his gaze narrowed as he once again dodged the other¡¯s attack. Tone hateful, he asked, "The maic energy beam cannon, you all were the ones who arranged its activation?" The Caesarian ace operator sneered with a de in his hands. "Looks like you aren¡¯t stupid. Indeed, if we hadn¡¯t changed the settings, how could the suprememander of this base mobilise the base¡¯s ultimate weapon for just a small starship?" It turned out that that final message sent out by D1 was primarily to the suprememander of the base. It ordered the other to kill off all invaders at any cost. Of course, once the ultimate weapon was mobilised, those final members of Caesar still hiding on the Caesarian spaceship would able to find out in time that something had gone wrong. If Little Four had been a little more careful back then, he would have noticed in time. With Little Four¡¯s capabilities, he could have changed this orderpletely, perhaps even uncover the hidden Caesarian spaceship based on the clues obtained from the message. Then, he would have been able to find the Caesarians hiding aboard the ship and silently annihte all of them, truly wrapping up all loose ends. Then, Ling Lan and the others, including the Federation soldiers, would not have been thrown into this current predicament. They would not have had to tide through difficulty after difficulty; they would definitely have been able to easily depart from the Swift Dragon base ... it could only be said that Little Four, who had learned something of human emotions, had also picked up some of the weaknesses of humans at the same time. For example, carelessness, or the tendency to hide some little secrets he felt were not very important and would not affect therger picture ... The Caesarian ace operator¡¯s words caused an expression of realisation to appear on the adjutant¡¯s face. He had in fact been puzzling over the matter all this while ¡ª the ultimate weapon would typically not be mobilised unless the survival of the base was threatened. They had only hijacked a ship and tried to flee the base ¡ª this would not affect the safety of the base at all, so the ultimate weapon should not have been activated. Taking the other¡¯s exnation into consideration, everything made sense now. The adjutant looked sullenly at the Caesarian before him and responded belligerently, "I will not die a second time by your hand." The maic energy beam cannon was too powerful for him to resist, so he had noints about dying to it, but he definitely would not die at the hands of an equally human enemy. The two of them confronted each other in a stalemate for several seconds, and then they suddenly leapt at each other. The adjutant pulled out a short dagger from behind his waist in an instant, stabbing it viciously at the opponent. "ng ng ng ..." Cold weapons shed again and again. Both of them being ace operators, their physical skills were equally good. They were actually fighting on even ground ¡ª it would be hard to determine a winner anytime soon. Excitement bloomed in the eyes of the Caesarian ace operator. As expected, the one who dared to pull a mutual destruction move on him was an extremely formidable adversary. Due to Ling Lan¡¯s ingenious scheme, the Caesarian ace operator could never have known that he had actually misidentified his opponent. Meanwhile, because the adjutant had stayed in this room all this time after reviving, he was not very clear on some things that had transpired. He hated the other side for mobilising the ultimate weapon and stranding him at the Swift Dragon base, and after finding out that this was all a nefarious scheme of Caesar, he had taken the other to be an enemy right away and could not wait to kill the other. In this manner, for various reasons coupled with some clever maniption from Ling Lan, her hand in the matter waspletely concealed. Until the very end, the Huaxia Federation and the Caesar Empire never discovered that there had been the involvement of a hidden third party between them. ******** After finishing off the Caesarian ace operator, Ling Lan finally let out a breath of relief. In truth, that final scene had all been an illusion by Little Four. The so-called explosion of the engine and the mecha losing control were all fake ¡ª even the beam saber had been intentionally discarded by her to fool the opponent. The scene of plunging his de into Ling Lan¡¯s cockpit the other saw was naturally also an illusion. It was impossible for an ace mecha¡¯s beam saber to pierce through the cockpit of an imperial mecha. The other¡¯s beam saber had only grazed by the waist of Ling Lan¡¯s mecha, not harming Ling Lan¡¯s mecha one bit. In the end, taking advantage of the moment the other had let down his guard in joy, Ling Lan had equipped Regretless, which she had long kept on standby, to pierce through the other¡¯s cockpit. Regretless¡¯s unique sharpness once again showed its prowess ¡ª the outer shell of the ace mecha had no way of stopping Regretless. The de pierced cleanly through the cockpit to kill the opponent instantly. However, this bout of control, fighting, and calction had indeed tired Ling Lan out to the extreme as well, and her stamina was also at its limit. Ling Lan knew that she needed to return to the starship as soon as possible, otherwise, her body would not be able to take it if she continued to operate this imperial mecha. When they saw their team¡¯s adjutant choosing mutual destruction with the enemy, all the Huaxian soldiers in the control room of the starship closed their eyes in pain ... in order to live so they could return and report this situation to military headquarters, they had no choice but to abandon theirrade who had given his life to win them this opportunity. This feeling was very painful to them. Their only constion was that they were currently in the virtual world. As long as there were no spectres, theirrade would only be temporarily trapped here without any danger to his life. Right at this moment, a team member who had been keeping his post and monitoring the progress of the power umtion all this while suddenly shouted, "Reporting to themander! Power at 50%!" At these words, themander¡¯s eyes sprang open and forcefully suppressing his worry for his adjutant, a trace of resolution shed across his eyes. He instantly gave the order, "Shift to high gear immediately!" Subsequently, the team member in charge of speed control firmly pushed the speed dial to its maximum setting. "Order received. Shifting starship operation from low gear to high gear ... warning, actual height is insufficient, gravitational force is toorge. Starship may be damaged. Warning, insufficient power. High gear can only be sustained for 7 minutes. Please choose carefully, please choose carefully ..." The starship¡¯s A.I. processed the actual situation and made a determination, instantly issuing an emergency rm alerting the starship operators that shifting speed settings now was a mistake and was extremely dangerous. The team members that were in charge of shifting speeds lifted their heads to cast a panicked look at theirmander when they heard this alert from the A.I.. After all, they were not specialized starship operators. Encountering this sort of unanticipated situation, they were flustered, unsure what they should do. Themander pped his hands fiercely together and said firmly, "Shift to high gear. We¡¯ll take the risk." If he continued to dilly-dally, once the enemy fired the third round of the maic energy beam cannon, they would truly be doomed. He definitely must not waste this time the adjutant had sacrificed his life to give them. He must lead his team members back to the central district sessfully and report the situation to military headquarters in time. This way, he would also be able to save the adjutant faster ... "Confirm shift to high gear. Countdown begins now. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, shift to high gear sessful. Beginning power drain countdown. 420, 419, 418 ..." The A.I. executed themand to shift to high gear. The moment time was up, the initially slowly climbing starship suddenly sped upwards at high velocity like a propelled arrow. Because they had not achieved the minimum required height to switch to high speed, under the opposing forces of gravity and the propulsion force of the engine, a part of the armour on the tail part of the starship was ripped off to fall from a height of 1800 meters ... However, the starship still flew on tenaciously. As a plume of smoke curled around its tail, it prepared to break through the atmosphericyer to enter outer space! "Commander, now what?" As the starship suddenly elerated, zooming towards the skies above, the calibrating maic energy beam cannon instantly lost its target. The officer in charge of attacking this time immediately reported this to the suprememander of the base. The suprememander wordlessly put down his pr telescope. The power of the maic energy beam cannon was indeed very horrifying, but once a target entered higher airspace, especially at the extreme high speeds of the starship in question, it was very hard for the cannon to do anything. In the end, he could only say regretfully, "Forget it. Formally seal away the ultimate weapon. Consider them lucky this time, actually managing to escape from the Swift Dragon base." "Yes! Commander!" The officer responsible for the maic energy beam cannon immediately arranged for the cannon to be sealed and put away. After this remark, the suprememander stubbornly raised his pr telescope again to stare out at that starship that was about to fly out of the atmosphericyer. An idea sparked through his mind and he set the telescope down. Turning to the officer beside him, he said, "New orders. All able fighting crew of the Swift Dragon base are to assemble immediately and board their ships. Thirty minutester, we will officially take flight and give chase to our warship that has been taken hostage. We must destroy it within the range of the Neb Boundary." "Yes, Sir!" The adjutant by his side instantly epted the order and turned to disseminate this urgent call to arms. Several secondster, an ear-splitting emergency rm red out across the entire base. In all the encampments, the base¡¯s DMC¡¯s voice rang out, "Emergency notice. All able warriors of the Swift Dragon fleet, please assemble at your respective warships within 30 minutes. Thirty minutester, the fleet will officially set off ... Emergency notice. All able warriors of the Swift Dragon fleet, please assemble at your respective warships within 30 minutes. Thirty minutester, the fleet will ..." The entire Swift Dragon base began to bustle with activity as all of the warriors rushed towards the respective warships they were assigned to. Thirty minutes was extremely tight; they had not a moment to lose. Chapter 349: Never Letting Go Again! Chapter 349: Never Letting Go Again! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The suprememander of the base saw all the soldiers below beginning to move and only then did he turn to leave themand centre. Coming to his personal office, he acted ording to his original setting and sent a situation report to the Mecha World mainframe, detailing all the orders he had given in response as well. However, the transmission channel had already been altered by the Caesarian hackers so that his report would be sent directly to the mainframe of the spaceship hidden on the base. Meanwhile, the Federation mainframe remained oblivious to everything that was happening here. ******** The starship had sessfully shifted to high speed and was temporarily out of danger, but this risky order of themander left Ling Lan in a sticky situation. When themander hadmanded for the ship to shift into high gear, Little Four, who had immediately grasped the information, had quickly passed on the bad news to Ling Lan. If Ling Lan had not been too far away from the starship, the amount of time left would have been enough for Ling Lan to board the ship again. However, it just so happened that back when Ling Lan had been fighting the Caesarian ace operator, in order to finish the other quicker, she had purposefully pretended to lose control to trick the opponent. At present, she had already fallen to about an altitude of 800 metres, almost a whole 1000 metres away from the starship¡¯s altitude of 1700 metres. This distance cut Ling Lan¡¯s time extremely short. She operated her imperial mecha to fly at high speed towards the starship, trying tond within the ship while it still had not officially entered high gear. But just as Ling Lan was about to sessfully enter aunch port of the starship, the ship managed to activate high gear and shoot forwards like an arrow, leaving Ling Lan to pounce onto empty air. The ship instantly pulled a considerable distance away from Ling Lan. Seeing this, Ling Lan clenched her teeth and decisively pushed the imperial mecha to its maximum speed, which was the mecha¡¯s overdrive. Overdrive mode was typically in a sealed state and would not be readily activated, because running in overdrive was a great burden on a mecha¡¯s engines. The energy consumed per second was no less than when firing a heavy energy projectile cannon. Not only that, overdrive would also take a high toll on the operator¡¯s body. The reason Ling Lan had not activated overdrive mode from the start was because she was afraid her body would not be able to bear it. At the same time, she was cing her hopes on the long shot that she would be able to sessfully board the starship by only using high speed. Unexpectedly, all of her cautions was for naught in the end. However, presented with the dire situation of having to stay behind at the Swift Dragon base if she did not use overdrive, Ling Lan naturally would not hesitate any longer! She needed to board the ship sessfully before the starship broke through the atmosphericyer. Otherwise, based on the mecha¡¯s power and mobility alone, she would not be able to escape the gravity of the to fly into outer space. Even though Ling Lan was currently piloting an imperial mecha, it was still out of the question unless Ling Lan was controlling a god-ss mecha. Frankly, even if an imperial mecha could fly into outer space, Ling Lan¡¯s current level of strength and physical constitution would not allow her to sustain long periods of cross-level operation anyway ... This time, Ling Lan¡¯s caution taught her a bloody lesson. She understood now that she needed to apply her full strength in all things from now on and not put her hopes on luck and chance, otherwise she might have to pay an even greater price. Time was running out bit by bit. Ling Lan¡¯s mecha came closer and closer to the starship. 100 metres, 50 metres, 30 metres, 20 metres, 10 metres ... she saw the number countdown of the 5-minute limit she set for herself to operate in overdrive dwindling smaller and smaller, and cold sweat poured uncontrobly from her forehead. For the first time, she felt how truly helpless she was. She clearly only needed to speed up a little more to wrap her hand around that handle at the outermost edge of the finalunch port of the starship, but no matter how hard she tried, she just could not close that final bit of distance. Meanwhile, the x192 high-zed nuclear power source had also begun to emit the red lights warning that its power was about to run out ... could it be that she was still going to fail in the end and be unable to leave the Swift Dragon base? A bad feeling coursed through Ling Lan¡¯s heart. What made Ling Lan even more nervous was the fact that she had begun to feel pain in her body. It started with minor cramps, which slowly turned into an acute ripping sort of pain. It looked like the feedback force of cross-level operation had already seriously impacted her body, and with the passage of time, her condition was only getting worse. Just as Ling Lan was beginning to despair, a voice suddenly rang out in her mecha¡¯sms, "Rabbit,e on!" Ling Lan¡¯s spirits rallied. She raised her head and saw the figure of a familiar mecha appear at the tail end of theunch port. It was the leopard ¡ª with one hand on the handle, he reached his other hand out towards Ling Lan, attempting to grab hold of her mecha. Seeing the leopard, Ling Lan¡¯s heart fluttered and she stretched out her right arm with determination. Herpanions had not abandoned her, so why was she giving up hope? Without fearing the acute paining from all over her body, Ling Lan pushed her mecha¡¯s engines till they were working on overload. Ling Lan¡¯s mecha¡¯s speed boosted even further and her hand came closer and closer to the leopard¡¯s outstretched hand. Five metres, three metres, one metre ... "Argh ..." Ling Lan let out an unwilling scream. The x192 high-zed nuclear power source finally fizzled out ¡ª Ling Lan pushed forwards at that final moment, reaching out with a desperate hand, and the two mecha¡¯s fingers were linked for a moment before slipping apart. Ling Lan¡¯s mecha lost all mobility and fell out of her control ... "Rabbit ..." Ling Lan could almost hear the leopard¡¯s mournful wail. She had failed, hadn¡¯t she? However, as long as the leopard passed the document to the city lord of Grandsweep City, their mission would beplete. Even if she remained at the Swift Dragon base, it would not affect the formation of the n. Ling Lan closed her eyes, resigned, and just as she was about to give up, she suddenly felt her mecha being grabbed hold of by some external force, stopping it from falling. Stunned, she opened her eyes and found that the leopard had already grasped her mecha¡¯s right hand with both of his hands ... "Rabbit, I will never let go again," said Li Lanfeng with a smile. His words had a double meaning ¡ª even as he said this to Ling Lan, he was also saying this to himself. He would never again let go of this friendship like he had seven years ago due to misceneous reasons. Li Lanfeng¡¯s words puzzled Ling Lan. She saw Li Lanfeng¡¯s hands wrapped around her own right hand and could not help but feel her heart skip a beat. Could it be that the leopard had jumped off the starship? Deciding not to leave for her sake? Ling Lan¡¯s emotions were instantly in turmoil. For the first time, someone was willing to brave danger for her ... but Ling Lan¡¯s sentimentality onlysted for a moment. Cool logic once again reasserted itself, and she instantly realised that the two of them were not falling rapidly but had been tethered by some force and was flying swiftly upwards with the starship. Ling Lan turned to look unerringly behind the leopard and saw that the two legs of his mecha were currently caught securely in the hands of Qi Long¡¯s mecha ... "Yo, Boss, it¡¯s rare to see you in such a predicament." Qi Long¡¯sughter rang out in Ling Lan¡¯sms, and Ling Lan¡¯s heart rxed as joy stole over her. Even though she was brimming with emotions, ustomed to being as cold as ice, she could only respond dispassionately, "Yes, are you very satisfied by this?" Ling Lan¡¯s cool demeanour strangled Qi Long¡¯sughter, and he felt a chill invade his heart. He could not help but shudder ¡ª if his hands had not remained steady, this shudder may have spelled great trouble. Qi Long was silently regretful ¡ª how could he forget that his boss was a cold and ruthless person who would take revenge for the slightest grievance? Qi Long could already foresee that when they got back, he would be captured by his boss for some brutal torment in the private training rooms ... Boo hoo hoo, his little life was surely forfeit. "Boss, even in such a predicament you are still the most handsomest boss!" Qi Long tried to salvage the situation and alter his impending tragic fate. He feebly tried to suck up to his boss, but in his panic, his skill at ttery fell short of its usual standard, actually missing its markpletely 1 . "Ho ho, so I am the most handsome when I¡¯m in a sorry state like this, eh?" The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips tilted up subtly as she responded levelly, though she was actually in a very happy mood. These were herpanions ¡ª at crucial moments, they would run over to protect her ... Alright, at this moment, the leopard¡¯s figure had once again been relegated to the recesses of Ling Lan¡¯s mind. Ling Lan¡¯s words made Qi Long almost want to p himself. Why was he so stupid? Actually reminding Boss about what he said wrong to begin with ... In the end, it was still Han Jijyun who took pity on his sworn brother and tugged Qi Long away, helping him out by saying, "Quickly, everyone help out and pull Boss back in." It turned out that all the other members were here as well. Luo Lang and Han Jijyun were right behind Qi Long, each with one hand holding onto Qi Long firmly. Meanwhile, Xie Yi and Lin Zhong-qing were standing behind Luo Lang and Han Jijyun and holding onto them in turn. Why had they appeared here at this opportune moment? The facts of the matter were ... Before the starship had shifted into high speed, while Ling Lan was working hard to approach and board the starship, Little Four had been secretly controlling the starship and had surreptitiously opened theunch port at the tail end. The Federation soldiers in the ship¡¯s control room werepletely ignorant of this series of actions, but Qi Long and the others who had been waiting all this while in the hold at the tail end immediately noticed. They saw theunch port which had been shut all this time finally open up, and it went without saying that it was definitely their boss returning. But before they could rejoice, the subsequent events not only caused Ling Lan to miss the chance to board the ship, they also left Qi Long and the others dumbfounded. The starship had suddenly shifted into high gear and sent the unprepared group tumbling. Fortunately, they had all still been in their mecha, so even though they had been thrown about terribly and things had been a little awkward, they had not incurred any great injury. Any minor injuries they had suffered had been quickly handled by Li Shiyu. By the time they had stabilised their own mecha, they discovered that they could see no sign of Boss. Qi Long and the others knew then that their boss must not have caught up to the ship in time. They were instantly filled with worry and anxiety, but they also did not know what to do at that moment in time. And then, Li Lanfeng, who had been silent all this while, suddenly retrieved the document from his bag and handed it to Qi Long, saying, "Qi Long, I want to go check things out at theunch port. It may be dangerous over there ... I¡¯ll leave this document in your care." Qi Long immediately refused and said, "This is a task Boss entrusted to you. I cannot go against Boss¡¯s orders. Besides, I should be the one to go through the tail-end¡¯s passage." Qi Long¡¯s direct refusal made Li Lanfeng fall silent. He merely shoved the document at Qi Long outright and before Qi Long could react, Li Lanfeng had already turned away and left. By the time Qi Long realised what had happened, Li Lanfeng had already disappeared through the first set of doors leading to the tunnel. Speechless, he held onto the document and nced over at his surroundingpanions, and then he decisively shoved the document at the still stunned Chang Xinyuan. This move of Qi Long¡¯s startled Chang Xinyuan, who instantly asked in a panic, "Why ... give it to me?" Chapter 350: Flee the Base! Chapter 350: Flee the Base! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "You, have the worst control skills out of the entire team. As a safety precaution, you just stay put and guard these documents properly. If, in this situation, you still mess up and get yourself killed, your sorry ass had better not even dream of joining us, the Lingtian n," Qi Long threatened aggressively. This speech left Chang Xinyuan burning with embarrassment. He meant to snap back but found that Qi Long¡¯s words rang true, and at that moment he was actually left dumbstruck. As soon as Qi Long was done speaking, without even considering how Chang Xinyuan would react to his words, he gestured with a wide sweep of his hand for his teammates to leave the mecha hold and then sprinted towards theunch port. Qi Long was actually feeling agitated and worried, not knowing what fate had befallen his boss. He had long thought of travelling to the tail end of the ship to check out the situation for himself, but s, Li Lanfeng had beaten him to the punch... At this thought, Qi Long started to grumble about Li Lanfeng in his heart. This fellow really knew how to put on a hell of a show, never missing an opportunity to increase the Boss¡¯s awareness of him. Although Qi Long had some quibbles with Li Lanfeng, deep in his heart he held great admiration for him, because only someone who truly held Boss Lan in such high esteem could have this calibre of performance. The minute Qi Long moved, Luo Lang, Han Jijyun, and the others followed suit. In fact, if it had not been for Boss Lan¡¯s previous instruction for them to obey Qi Long¡¯s orders the whole way, they would have rushed to the tail end of the ship long ago, unable to contain themselves. Thest one to leave was Li Shiyu, who, before he left, shot a nce at the stupefied Chang Xinyuan who was frozen in ce. Sighing softly, he changed directions to walk over to Chang Xinyuan¡¯s side, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don¡¯t overthink it. Qi Long¡¯s orders are out of consideration for you. Just trust him and follow his orders. In fact, I think he¡¯s right, your control really is a little weak. At the tail end, if there is any danger, it will be difficult for you to even protect yourself. So you might as well stay put here and protect this vital document well." Chang Xinyuan cast a mournful eye at Li Shiyu. Was this how a teammate from the same battle n was like? Could he not pick at the scabs on his soul? Could they still get along with each other happily? Chang Xinyuan suddenly found that Li Shiyu, who seemed like such a kind-hearted, nice guy, absolutely had the potential to be a ck-bellied person. Li Shiyu could not know theints Chang Xinyuan had in his heart, because right after he was done speaking, he had swiftly chased after Qi Long and the others. Frankly, even though he did not like Ling Lan that much, Ling Lan¡¯s actions all this way had still obtained his acknowledgement. He too did not want anything bad to happen to this team leader who looked out for his team members at every turn. Thus, he was also nning to go check things out at the tail end with the rest. Only Chang Xinyuan was left in the entire mecha hold. He looked down at the document in his hands and sighed in resignation, then carefully tucked the document away in his bag. Like Li Shiyu had said, this document was vital ¡ª it would determine whether their team would be able to sessfully establish a battle n, so there was no room for error. Chang Xinyuan knew deep down that Qi Long words had not been out of contempt for him, otherwise the other would not have ced such an important mission item in his care. In fact, Qi Long¡¯s distribution of tasks was extremely appropriate considering the situation. Someone from their team had to live to submit the document andplete the mission, and for safety reasons, this person needed to remain in the mecha hold and avoid danger. Although Chang Xinyuan had not joined the team for long, he could clearly see the deep bonds between Qi Long and the others and Boss Lan. Their rtionship was not the typical friendship andradery between team members, but was more simr to the blood ties of family. Chang Xinyuan believed that if Boss Lan met with any misfortune and ended up stranded at the Swift Dragon base, Qi Long and the others would likely choose to leave the ship and remain at the Swift Dragon base as well even if they would die for their choice. They would want to go through thick and thin with their boss ... At this point, Chang Xinyuan could not help but envy the deep brotherly bonds between Boss Lan and Qi Long and the others. If possible, he too wanted to be a part of that, advancing and retreating alongside Boss Lan and Qi Long and the rest. However, having the worst mecha control skills, he had ultimately been selected by Qi Long to be the one to stay here to ensure the mission would bepleted. And there was nothing at all he could say to argue against the decision. This was because Chang Xinyuan was well aware that the Swift Dragon base was rife with danger. Now exposed, deep within the Swift Dragon base, they would definitely have to fight ferociously and cut a path of blood through the base to have any chance of survival. Thus, those who followed Qi Long must be very good atbat, otherwise it would be pointless to go and they may even create trouble for Boss Lan. Chang Xinyuan was very clear on this point. This was why he had remained silent and had resigned himself to epting Qi Long¡¯s arrangement in the end, bing the person left behind to safeguard the document. Frankly, Chang Xinyuan was unwilling, because he did not want to be the member left behind. This made him feel very useless. "Weakest control skills, eh? If I want to stand next to Boss Lan and not get tossed aside, only relying on my modification innate talent is far from enough. I must be stronger, and be like Lin Zhong-qing and Li Shiyu. Even as a support member, I have to be the most formidable one ..." Chang Xinyuan clenched his fists silently, determination shing in his eyes. Never again would he be so naive as to truly believe, as he did before, that modification was everything. Having maintained a breakneck speed the whole way, Li Lanfeng was the first to reach theunch port at the tail end. As he reached the mouth of the port, the scene that unfolded was that of Ling Lan piloting a mecha, desperately trying to catch up to the starship. At present, he was about 10 metres away and looked like he could board sessfully soon enough. However, Li Lanfeng then noticed that Ling Lan¡¯s mecha¡¯s power supply seemed slightly unstable, as if it was almost depleted. The mecha was also unable to maintain a steady speed, speeding up and slowing down erratically, which prevented Ling Lan from closing the gap. Thus, despite his delight at seeing the rabbit here, Li Lanfeng could not help but feel his heart in his throat, fearing that the rabbit would not catch up in the end. With a nce at the outer area of theunch port, he realized that the outermost rim was lined with handles, probably support structures to help mecha flying at high speed tond quickly on the starship. As he brought his mecha to the entrance, it was promptly sucked out of the starship by a tremendous force. In that instant, he gripped tightly on to one of those handles, simultaneously activating the adhesion mechanism on his feet to secure his mecha¡¯s position. Having done all that, Li Lanfeng activated hisms link and roared, "Rabbit,e on!" as he daringly stretched his body out, right hand outstretched to its limits, reaching with all his might for Rabbit¡¯s mecha, so close yet so far. The rabbit must have heard him, because Li Lanfeng saw him stretch his own right hand towards him, intent on catching Li Lanfeng¡¯s hand ... The two great metal arms were inching closer, but just before they could catch each other, the roaring engines of the rabbit¡¯s mecha suddenly died. Even though the rabbit had put all his energy into a final surge forward at that final moment, allowing them to link fingers, the immense weight of the mecha and the recoil from the high-speed flight was not something their fingers could bear. Their fingers were only linked for a moment before they were instantly flung apart. As Li Lanfeng witnessed the rabbit¡¯s mecha stalling and about to plummet, without even thinking about it, he mmed the controls causing the mecha to leap forwards, bursting out from the starship¡¯sunch port to tightly sp the right arm of the rabbit¡¯s mecha the second before it started to fall ... "Rabbit, I will never let go again," was all Li Lanfeng remembered saying with a smile. He knew the true meaning behind his words ¡ª Seven years ago, he had chosen to abandon the rabbit, but from now on, he was never letting go again! Just as Li Lanfeng thought that he and the rabbit would fall down to Swift Dragon base and have to brave life and death together, he felt his mecha being tethered by a great force. His and the rabbit¡¯s mecha were suspended below the starship and were quickly being lifted upwards. It turned out that at that crucial moment, Qi Long and the others had made it in time to catch his mecha by the feet with lightning speed. Like links in a chain, Qi Long¡¯s mecha was tightly held onto by Luo Lang and Han Jijyun, while behind them were Xie Yi and Lin Zhong-qing. The four of them each had one fist firmly wrapped around one of the support handles on theunch port walls, forcibly negating the downward momentum of Li Lanfeng¡¯s and the rabbit¡¯s mecha. Han Jijyun was about to signal for all of them to haul Li Lanfeng and Rabbit back to the starship when Li Shiyu appeared as well. With his help, Qi Long was finally able to pull Li Lanfeng back on board, ultimately seeding in dragging Ling Lan back onto the starship. Ling Lan, who had only just narrowly escaped disaster, had just entered the starship when she barked out, "To the hold, now!" She charged ahead, leading the n members back to the mecha hold in the tail end, acting on Little Four¡¯s information that the starship was about to breach the atmosphericyer. For any of the unsecured and underpowered mecha, remaining in theunch port at that moment would be absolutely suicidal. Everyone stampeded towards the mecha hold as Little Four swiftly closed seal after seal behind them. When Chang Xinyuan, who had been waiting safely in his secured seat, saw Boss Lan make it into the mecha hold ahead of the rest, he was ovee with emotion. He instantly cried out, "Boss Lan, you¡¯re back!" Before Ling Lan could reply, the starship started to shudder violently. Except for Chang Xinyuan, who was untroubled due to his being firmly nted on the secured seat, everyone was sent stumbling by the violent vibrations. "Fall t!" Everyone¡¯sms channels rang with the sound of Ling Lan¡¯s sharpmand, and they immediately got into a prone position. The cacophony of mecha nging against mecha ensued in the hold. If the entire starship hadn¡¯t already been quaking uncontrobly, the noise they made would definitely have caught the attention of the Federation soldiers in the main control room. At that very moment in the main control room, all the Federation soldiers were anxiously hunched over and gripping the control panel before them. The juddering from breaching the atmosphere was extremely powerful ¡ª people of lower physical fitness stood no chance of adapting to it. Of course, the reason they suffered so greatly was because the starship did not have sufficient power. In order to ensure that the starship could sessfully break out of the Swift Dragon base¡¯s atmosphericyer, they had no choice but to conserve every ounce of energy and that meant not activating the starship¡¯s anti-shock mechanisms, which left them no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere through it all. Close to 5 minutes of violent juddering almost caused all of the Federation soldiers in the main control room to be severely injured enough to spew blood. Finally, the starship wrested free of the base¡¯s gravity, sessfully leaping into outer space. Only then did the violent shaking stop, bing iparably stable. Sensing that the situation was now stable, the Federation soldiers stood up straight again. However, theirplexions were very pale ¡ª the intense tremors may not have hurt them seriously, but their bodies had still been unable to bear the shock well. They would probably need a stretch of time to recover from this once they returned. Chapter 351: Mission Reward! Chapter 351: Mission Reward! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Themander suppressed the roiling blood and qi in his chest and took in a deep breath beforemanding once more, "Shift to low gear immediately." He still remembered that the ship was running low on power ¡ª it wouldn¡¯t do to exhaust all their power. Although they had alreadye out to the starry skies, temporarily escaping the Swift Dragon base, themander knew that in outer space, the Swift Dragon fleet still had several ships on duty patrolling the area. If they happened to bump into those ships by chance, as a ship without power, they would definitely be at the other¡¯s mercy. Having gone through so much trouble to escape from the Swift Dragon base, he did not want to die here now and be stranded back at the Swift Dragon base again. The team member responsible for shifting gears immediately pulled the speed control back to low gear. The starship¡¯s power had already fallen to 70% at present ¡ª if they had been a minute slower in charging through the atmosphericyer, they would most likely have been dragged by gravity back to the Swift Dragon base due to running out of power. Just entertaining the possibility sent chills down everyone¡¯s spines. Shifting to low gear, the starship began to slowly cruise through the starry skies, umting power as it went along. They needed to store up 100% power as soon as they could, and then leave this ce at high speed. As themander waited for the power to umte, he could not help but pray that their luck would hold out so they would not bump into any of the patrol ships of the Swift Dragon base. Of course, he also hoped that the ships on the ground would not ascend so quickly; otherwise, up against the dozens of warships of the Swift Dragon fleet, they would have no chance at all of escaping. It should be said that the luck of themander¡¯s group was decent. Before they were at full power again, they were not discovered by any of the Swift Dragon patrol ships. About 10 minutester, the starship was back at 100%, and then it flew rapidly towards the central district. Twenty minutester, the Swift Dragon fleet sessfully rose into the air. Thirty military vessels of various sizes made up the Swift Dragon fleet. The fleet began to search for clues to the whereabouts of the hijacked starship. Unfortunately, they found nothing useful. This frustrated the fleet¡¯s captain ¡ª as long as a ship had been through the area, it would definitely leave some trace of energy behind, but there was nothing of the sort in thisary sector. It was as if the starship that had lifted into the air thirty minutes ago had never existed. With no clues, the Swift Dragon fleet could only resort to the crude method of searching in the general direction of the central district. This slowed them down significantly, allowing the starship moving in high gear to pull further away from them. The primary hero who had obscured their tracks from the Swift Dragon fleet was Little Four. Without requiring any instruction from Ling Lan, Little Four had scrambled the locations the starship had passed through. In other words, it would be impossible for the devices on the warships to track their flight path. This was part of Little Four¡¯s abilities. He could render advanced high-tech equipment useless or mess up their readings. Of course, he could only affect the Swift Dragon fleet¡¯s devices so thoroughly because Ling Lan¡¯s group was currently in the virtual world. If this were in the real world, Little Four might not be able to achieve such a godly effect. With Little Four helping from the shadows, the starship would detect the enemy¡¯s presence before it could encounter any patrol ships of the Swift Dragon fleet. Thus, themander had enough time to employ evasion measures to avoid the enemy¡¯s detection. Themander was rather baffled ¡ª why would the radar scanner on this ship be better than those of the other ships in the same fleet? ¡ª but unable to find an answer, he could only ascribe it to their luck being better in the end. Their radar had just functioned at its maximum capacity right whenever they needed it to. In this manner, the entire journey was fraught with tension but there was no actual danger. The starship finally left the Neb district and entered the nextary sector. Although they had yet to arrive at the central district, this still proved that they had sessfully escaped the pursuit of the Swift Dragon fleet. The Swift Dragon fleet did not have the authorisation to enter anotherary sector. However, it was simrly very dangerous for them. After all, the warship they had appropriated to bring them here was also a ship belonging to the Swift Dragon base. Still, those Federation soldiers in the main control room specially sent here by the mainframe had a special way of contacting the mainframe. The moment they were out of the Neb Boundary, which was no longer under the mainframe¡¯s control, they were able to make contact with the mainframe. After receiving news, the mainframe arranged for them to enter the central district via a special flight route, green-lighted the whole way through to bring them straight into the district. If not for this approved special flight route, as they continued flying forwards, they would have been mercilessly shot down if they were detected by any patrolling fleet. The Federation soldiers naturally would not do such a stupid thing. Finally, the starship safely arrived at the central district,nding in one of the¡¯s cities at the outermost region of the central district. As long as they touched down here, they would be able to log out of the virtual world and report directly to military headquarters about the situation at the Swift Dragon base. Perhaps out of their urgency to report, the soldiers disembarked and left in a hurry without carefully inspecting the insides of the ship. Ling Lan¡¯s group took the chance to slip out from the starship. They were dressed in the standardbat uniform of the Federation, disguised as NPCs. Under Little Four¡¯s guidance, they evaded all the surveince systems of the spaceport, silently left to the military spaceport, and returned to the city. The moment they entered the city, it was back to a world of mecha. This made Ling Lan feel that they had truly returned to Mecha World ... Ling Lan¡¯s team of nine swiftly changed into their individual mecha and joined the bustling crowd of mecha. Ling Lan and the others pretended to sightsee in the city, and then they drifted naturally over to a transportation array. Selecting the city they wanted, they left the area. They did not leave any trace to show they had ever been to this city, because all of their figures along the way had been wiped off the surveince systems by Little Four. They finally arrived at Grandsweep City and Ling Lan retrieved the document from [No Mecha Unrepaired]. Although she had her own copy, things that should be covered up should still be properly covered up. Getting to the city lord¡¯s manor of Grandsweep City took a little time, and upon arriving there, they once again sought out the city lord. The city lord of Grandsweep City thought that Ling Lan was here to plead with him to revoke the SSS-rank mission. Besides that, he already had a bad impression of Ling Lan from the start, so his attitude was extremely cold and unfriendly. Ling Lan was not someone who liked to make nice with people. In the learning space, everything the instructors taught was all based on true strength. Therefore, she too did not waste time with any nonsense, directly shoving the document in her hands to the city lord. Er ... that attitude really could not be called respectful ... This behaviour of Ling Lan¡¯s was obviously rather impolite in the city lord¡¯s eyes. His brow furrowed, but before he could speak, he felt an alert being transmitted from his hand ¡ª he was holding a key item which marked thepletion of the SSS-rank mission. The city lord¡¯s expression shifted and he read intently through the document in his hands. Only when he was done did he lift his head to look at Ling Lan again. There was shock in his gaze, as well as some unconceble excitement. This expression of the city lord¡¯s finally vented the frustration Ling Lan had carried all this time. It looked like what her instructors had said was right. As long as you had enough strength, even those people who looked down on you at first would still change their opinion of you in the end. And when your strength was far greater than the other¡¯s, you would not need to go curry favour, for others woulde running to curry favour with you. The city lord of Grandsweep City pushed down theplex jumble of emotions in his heart and quickly submitted this document up to the Mecha World mainframe. After receiving confirmation that there was no mistake, the initially austere expression of the city lord¡¯s instantly cleared up to be cheerful and affable, and he said, "[Lingtian First-String], you are truly a hero among youths. You¡¯ve performed well. You are the first in Mecha World history toplete an SSS-rank mission. I am proud of you ..." As expected, the city lord¡¯s originally disdainful expression had changed; his entire persona was much more enthusiastic and friendly now. Seeing this, Ling Lan¡¯s lips tilted up at the corners. Even though her expression was as stoic as ever, she still patiently listened and waited for the city lord to finish his spiel. The reason why Ling Lan applied patience to finish listening to the city lord was out of consideration for what had happened before. When she hade to ept the mission previously, she had only received the ultra-rare SSS-rank mission that only appeared once every hundred years because she had not gotten along well with the city lord of Grandsweep City. Ling Lan suspected that the difficulty of the mission and the mission rewards were very likely to be somewhat rted to the impression the issuer of the mission had of her. Of course, Ling Lan believed that under the mainframe¡¯s monitoring, the main rewards would not be skimped. Still, there was sure to be some additional optional rewards that might be held back if the other was in a bad mood. If that happened, Ling Lan would be really depressed. Mind you, this SSS-rank mission had really been treacherous, almost costing them their lives toplete. Any bit of extra reward would be great. Finally, the city lord of Grandsweep City finished his lengthy speech of encouragement, and only then did Ling Lan calmly reply, "Many thanks, City Lord. May I trouble you to bestow our final rewards?" Seeing Ling Lan¡¯s calmposure in the face of praise, the city lord was filled with even more joy and fondness for Ling Lan. His impression of Ling Lan had truly taken a 180-degree turn ¡ª hepletely forgot how he had made things difficult for Ling Lan back then, beginning to think of himself as Ling Lan¡¯s sponsor. He had already discerned how extraordinary the other was from the start, which was why he had given him this SSS-rank mission. This oue proved that he had judged astutely to identify this hero among the masses! The city lord was internally smug ... Since this was a talent he had discovered and cultivated, how could he let the other suffer any indignity? The city lord of Grandsweep City had taken Ling Lan in as one of his own, so he decided he would give the other a great advantage. After contemting for a moment, he announced the final reward. Reward 1: One n-formation certificate. Bring this certificate to the city hall to register and your battle n will be sessfully formed. Due to perfectpletion of the SSS-rank mission, the battle n shall be instantly upgraded to five stars from the initial zero stars. Starless battle n: 6-12 n members; 1-star battle n, 6-18 members; 2-star: 6-24 members; 3-star: 6-30 members; 4-star: 6-38 members; 5-star: 6-50 members. Reward 2: Due to perfectpletion of the SSS-rank mission, 1 Hero¡¯s Heart Emblem (level 1) is awarded. This emblem needs to be activated by the n leader. Once activated, thebat power of the entire n will be increased by 10% for a duration of 10 minutes. Cooldown period: 7 days! Reward 3: Every member of the n can redeem a mecha above special-ss and below ace-ss for free. Condition: The n member must meet the requirements to pilot the mecha to be redeemed. Time limit: Unlimited! Reward 4: Ability to ept any mission in Mecha World (all level restrictions voided); penalty for failure cut by half! Reward 5: Select any 10 mecha essories or weapons from the warehouse of the city lord of Grandsweep City, as well as 10 super energy blocks, 10 mecha modification materials, and 10 other associated materials ... Reward 6: Freely choose any of the unimednds within Grandsweep City to be the battle n¡¯s main camp, which will be instantly upgraded to a 1-star camp. Twenty NPC guards gifted as a bonus, along with 4 defensiveser cannons. Reward 7: One challenge exemption token. Allows user¡¯s n to be exempted from being challenged by other battle ns for one year in Mecha World ... At one nce, Ling Lan could tell that the first four rewards must have been awarded by the mainframe. They were truly generous. Meanwhile, the final three rewards should be personal rewards given by the city lord of Grandsweep City. It looked like her patience earlier had paid off. Ling Lan was not moved much right now by some of the other things the city lord had gifted them; she was all but drooling over those 10 super energy blocks. Don¡¯t me Ling Lan for being shallow ¡ª it was just that the mission this time hadpletely wiped out all of the energy blocks the team had umted. Without these energy blocks, it could be foreseen that all the members of the team would be kept wildly busy trying to earn more energy blocks in the uing days. If not, they would not even be able to start their mecha. Just one mission was enough to render Ling Lan¡¯s team this poor! At this thought, Ling Lan¡¯s heart wept! Chapter 352: Operation Kill the Fledgling! Chapter 352: Operation Kill the Fledgling! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr In a vast hidden chamber, on threerge screens asrge as the walls they were affixed to, nine stern-faced old men dressed in military attire were gathered. The atmosphere seemed rather tense. "Sixteen years and after spending uncountable manpower and resources, the final oue is a crushing defeat. Not only that, we, Caesar, have lost over 30 top-ss hackers all at once, as well as 6 top-ss spectres," said a grim-looking general on the screen with a document in his hands, tone displeased. "I can only say that the Huaxians are just too sly, secretly sending over so many spectres, ruining our project-T in one fell swoop. Meanwhile, as our men were caught unprepared, they were almost utterly annihted. If we hadn¡¯t had another hidden team lurking there, we might not have learned of what had transpired there even now." A general with a kindly appearance on the screen could only smile bitterly and say. "ording to information from above, Huaxia 1 did not escape unscathed. One of their top-ss spectres ranked in the top ten was sacrificed in this campaign ..." another cold-faced general interjected. "But our Caesar lost four top-ss spectres ..." the expression of a general on a different screen instantly turned dark at these words, "One Huaxian spectre is not at all enough topensate." "Yes, and there are still those 30 top-ss hackers to ount for. This campaign has almost gouged us deeply. The next time there is a virtual war, it would be very easy for us to fall into a passive position. We can¡¯t just forget this grievance," said a general from the side in agreement. "We must make the Huaxians pay!" hollered a general at the outermost edge, face flushed with anger. "We must make the Huaxians pay!" Another general on the same screen agreed. "We must make the Huaxians pay!" Very soon, all of the generals were in ord. In the centre screen, the oldest general who had been silent all this while plucked the pipe he had been smoking from where it was perched on the corner of his lips, and finally said, "It¡¯s about time for those allies of ours who want to share a piece of the pie to contribute something now. We must give the smug andcent Huaxia a bloody lesson." "ording to thetest news from the intelligence bureau, a prodigy mecha operator has appeared in Huaxia¡¯s First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Some time ago, he managed to advance to ace operator status at just 19 years of age. He¡¯suded as the seconding of Ling Xiao ..." At this time, a general shared thetest news he had obtained with the others. "Ling Xiao!" When the present generals heard Ling Xiao¡¯s name, their gazes instantly became dark. Several were even gnashing their teeth as they muttered Ling Xiao¡¯s name repeatedly. It was clear to see that these generals were extremely fearful of Ling Xiao. "We can¡¯t let Huaxia have another Ling Xiao, otherwise our Caesar will truly be down against Huaxia by a head." A general finally voiced the hidden thoughts of all the generals there. Ling Xiao was the youngest operator to ever advance to god-ss, and then he had also obtained the most well-bnced IN god-ss mecha which was considered the most powerful IN mecha by all the nations. From then on, anyone who understood the intricacies of IN god-ss mecha knew that the strongest person in the human world in future would definitely be Ling Xiao without a doubt. This was also the major reason why they had conspired with other nations sixteen years ago to eliminate Ling Xiao. They could not allow Ling Xiao to grow further and be the strongest in the world. Caesar, which considered itself the strongest nation, just could not allow the strongest person to belong to another nation. That would be an absolute disgrace to them. Unfortunately, all the effort and maniption they invested had still been unable to eliminate Ling Xiao. Now, it would no longer be as easy to harm Ling Xiao as it had been at the start. The day Ling Xiao would be the strongest was within sight ¡ª despite their reluctance, they could only ept this fact. Still, one Ling Xiao was already the limit of their tolerance. The title of ¡¯second Ling Xiao¡¯ had undoubtedly triggered the neuroses of the Caesarians ... "Since Huaxia has destroyed so many of our high-end talents, we must destroy their future hope!" The oldest general in the centre screen gripped his pipe, a ruthless smile appearing on his face. "The First Men¡¯s Military Academy of Huaxia ... Hmph, did the Huaxians really think they could conceal him away so perfectly?" The old general¡¯s words made the eyes of all the other generals light up. Unified in their decision, the nine great generals very quickly formted their revenge plot. They called this action n ¡ª¡ª Operation Kill the Fledgling! ******** Right then, the Huaxia Federation was unaware that danger was about to befall the First Men¡¯s Military Academy which they had always taken so much pains to keep concealed and secreted away. Military headquarters knew the Swift Dragon base had been upied by an unidentified faction, and that there were even many spectres there. In order to ensure the stability of the virtual world, Huaxia had dispatched a fleet along with as many as ten spectres, with three of those being spectres ranked in the top ten. With themander who had escaped from the Swift Dragon base leading them, they had hurried towards the Swift Dragon base. But during this period ofing and going, the Caesarians lurking in the Swift Dragon base had managed to retreat. Only after finding the surviving adjutant did they learn that this group of people hade from the Caesar Empire. The Huaxia Federation was livid. They raised a serious protest to Caesar, but the Caesar Empire denied all allegations, brushing it all off as nder. They had never sent any hackers or spectres to invade the virtual world of the Huaxia Federation. The two nations began to quibble on the diplomatic front ¡ª and while the attention of everyone in the Huaxia Federation was focused on the diplomatic byy between the two nations, several countries had begun to move surreptitiously. All the turmoil urring on the diplomatic front did not affect the enlistment assessments of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. After a week of tests, the assessment at the military academy was nearing its conclusion. Each of the various great army divisions was making their final candidate choices. The number of people taken in by each division was not much ¡ª in order to obtain the best and most suitable talented cadets for their divisions, the assessors had no choice but to consider their options again and again. Ling Xiao¡¯s 23rd Division assessment team finally came to a consensus and passed a final shortlist of names to Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao browsed through the list casually, and then said, "That¡¯ll do." "General, don¡¯t you want to think on it a little more?" The adjutant by his side finally could not hold back from asking. Ling Xiao cast a puzzled nce at him and then asked with a smile, "Adjutant Qiao, what do you think? It¡¯s okay, we can study this together." Ling Xiao was not that type of strict general ¡ª constantly smiling and affable, his subordinates always felt as if greeted by a spring breeze while with him. Even as they idolised him, they were not afraid to speak their minds. Adjutant Qiao daringly flipped to one of the pages of the list and pointed out several names. He reminded softly, "These few people, not too long ago with Young Master Lan ..." Ling Xiao peered at him with a half-smile, causing adjutant Qiao to turn red and quickly change his form of address, "With Ling Lan ... they had gone up against each other in a wagered arena fight. They were defeated by Ling Lan¡¯s group. One of the members of their n had initially applied for enlistment with our division, but ended up missing the assessment this time due to severe bodily injury. ording to Major Qin Feng who assessed them, he inadvertently overheard them discussing their intentions to take revenge against Ling Lan." Ever since knowing that Young Master Lan was the general¡¯s son, these assessment team members who hade here with the general had long taken the effort to learn all they could about everything that had happened since Young Master Lan had entered the school. When they found out that the first year New Cadet Regiment led by Young Master Lan had defeated the higher grade Leiting Mecha n, which was also the number one faction in the military academy, in a wagered fight, they could not help but be proud. As expected of the son of their god-ss operator General Ling Xiao ¡ª already so strong at such a young age. Ling Lan had been fully epted by them ¡ª this made their hearts lean infinitely towards Ling Lan¡¯s side. Even if Huo Zhenyu and his group were indeed some rare talents, the very idea that those boys were nning to retaliate against Ling Lan several yearster made the men rather unhappy. If not for their ethics as soldiers preventing them from being biased and abusing their power, they would have long swept those boys out from the list. In the end, they still included them in the final shortlist, but they still felt disgruntled about it. This was also one of the reasons why Adjutant Qiao had brought the issue up with General Ling Xiao. At these words, Ling Xiao could not help butugh, "Isn¡¯t this great?" Ling Xiao¡¯s words left Adjutant Qiao speechless, unsure what his general meant by them. "I¡¯m still afraid that when Ling Lan joins my divisionter on, you uncles will take care of him too much. Without any challenge orpetition, he might be ck," mused Ling Xiao, "With these people around, it¡¯ll make things a little more difficult for him. A greenhouse cannot foster strong sprouts 2 ." After saying this, Ling Xiao nced at the adjutant with a half-smile and added, "In our 23rd Division, there is no such thing as privilege or status. No matter who they are, everyone has to start from the beginning and go through all the necessary tests and trials. No one is exempt. If these people truly have the skills, then cultivation should be given as appropriate. Don¡¯t manipte things in any way. If in future, Ling Lan is really bullied by them, that would just prove that he isn¡¯t strong enough. What right does he have to say anything if he loses?" Adjutant Qiao was startled by the knowing look in Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes; it was as if he had been seen through. His back was instantly coated in cold sweat, and he could only console himself desperately by telling himself that he was overthinking things. Hearing what Ling Xiao said, he quickly nodded repeatedly in agreement, no longer daring to say more. After obtaining Ling Xiao¡¯s final approval, Adjutant Qiao swiftly departed from Ling Xiao¡¯s living quarters to hand the list over to the military academy. Tomorrow, this name list would be announced along with the name lists of all the other divisions on the official web page of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. This also marked the end of their assessment tasks here. After one rest day, they would leave the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. Ling Xiao watched indifferently as the adjutant left, a trace of coldness in his eyes. When he turned to return to his room to rest, he found his official bodyguard, Lin Zhengnan, staring at him with a serious look on his youthful face. His gaze was filled with rage and disapproval. At the sight of him, Ling Xiao could not help but quirk a brow and ask, "Lil¡¯ Lin, you have something to say?" "Adjutant Qiao¡¯s behaviour earlier was obviously fishy. Why do you still trust him this much, General?" Being able to be Ling Xiao¡¯s personal bodyguard was his luck and fortune. Since he was small, he had always idolised Ling Xiao, wanting to be Ling Xiao¡¯s left or right arm, his most trusted subordinate. Many times, Lin Zhengnan could tell that Adjutant Qiao¡¯s actions were obviously intended to mislead Ling Xiao, trying to get Ling Xiao to do something disreputable, such as abusing his power for personal reasons. Young as he was, he could no longer refrain from speaking up and asking the general he revered like a god about the matter ... Chapter 353: A Fathers Responsibility! Chapter 353: A Father¡¯s Responsibility! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Xiao could not help butugh at Lin Zhengnan¡¯s words. He did not respond until he passed by Lin Zhengnan on his way to his room. Reaching out a hand to ruffle the other¡¯s hair, his tone was fond but resigned as he said, "Brat, you¡¯re oversimplifying the issue ..." The young were truly hot-blooded and saw things in ck and white. But in the field, how could things be that simple? In the past, he too had not wanted topromise and go with the flow, but the oue of that was a whole 16-year separation from his family. At this thought, Ling Xiao¡¯s brow furrowed slightly ... but if they still believed he was the same Ling Xiao as before, then they would be mistaken! Behind him, Lin Zhengnan touched his own hair in stunned amazement. He never expected his beloved and revered sir general to actually rub his head so affectionately. Excited, he looked respectfully at the figure of Ling Xiao in the distance; he did not notice that passing cold glint in Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes. Outside the room, a hidden guard concealed in the shadows saw the interaction between Ling Xiao and Lin Zhengnan, and a trace of envy shed through his eyes. He too was an admirer of Ling Xiao 1 . As for Lin Zhengnan¡¯s idiotic behaviour, the hidden guard could only sigh internally though he was also happy for Lin Zhengnan. Only General Ling Xiao would have the good temperament needed to amodate Lin Zhengnan¡¯s brash and blunt character. If it had been any of the other generals, Lin Zhengnan would definitely have been mercilessly kicked aside, because he was sure to cause trouble someday. After returning to his room, Ling Xiao sat alone quietly on his sofa. His mind, however, was busy recalling the things his daughter had told him two days ago, as well as that confession document she had secretly sent to him. Every time he thought of these things, his heart would clench with fear. If anything had happened, he would have lost his daughterpletely. Back when he had first heard that Ling Lan had received an SSS-rank mission, he had only been astonished at his daughter¡¯s horrible luck. Unwilling to see the defeated expression of his daughter after failing, and also because he wanted to increase his daughter¡¯s chances of sess, he had gifted his only transferrable imperial mecha to Ling Lan, just in case. If he had known earlier that the Swift Dragon base had been sessfully infiltrated by people from the Caesar Empire, he would definitely have stopped his daughter from going on that godd*mn mission. Fortunately, there had still been an investigation team sent by the Federation military travelling along with them, and the team not only had top-ss hackers but also several top-ss spectres. They seeded in drawing the attention of the Caesarians, so his daughter had managed to take advantage of that. It had to be said that his daughter¡¯s luck at epting missions was really terrible, but her luck in recruiting talent was off the charts. She had actually managed to recruit a spectre hiding in the civilian world and a top-ss hacker (Ling Lan had told a small lie here) ¡ª and on top of that, her entire team was basically made up of advanced mecha warriors, and so possessed decentbat power. Under such dire circumstances, they had still managed toplete the mission sessfully. They had obtained detailed information on the enemy, and had even managed to help the Federation investigation team from the shadows to wipe out all the Caesarian spectres. After that, they had also sessfully snuck into the escape ship to return with the Federation soldiers. When Ling Lan had told him these things, Ling Xiao was actually extremely proud, but he was also filled with fear. If anything had gone wrong at all, the result would have been utter annihtion. Even Ling Xiao could not help but admire the sheer audacity of his daughter. Still, the oue of the entire adventure was perfect, and the rewards they received upon itspletion was also substantial. For his daughter¡¯s battle n to leap up in one shot from starless to 5-star, it could be said to have ¡¯ascended the skies with one step¡¯. This rank within Mecha World was absolutely enough to ce them within the top 100 battle ns. Of course, Ling Lan¡¯s battle n was currently no match for those battle ns at the topmost level. After all, those battle ns were all ns of old beasts that had been established for several decades already. Ling Xiao¡¯s battle n used to be one of them, but now, unfortunately, those n members of his from back then had all either died in battle or had left the Federation. Ling Xiao¡¯s battle n now merely had the empty title of battle n; it was no longer a true battle n. After finding out about all this, Ling Xiao had asked Ling Lan to utterly bury this incident at the bottom of her mind and tell no one. This was not only for Ling Lan¡¯s protection but also to protect that civilian hacker and spectre that had slipped past the military¡¯s radar. At the same time, this incident made Ling Xiao realise that his daughter¡¯s ability to attract trouble was several magnitudes greater than his own. Back when he had done this n-formation mission, he had at most caused a great furore in an enemy nation¡¯s territory, hacking up some ace operators and calling it a day. In contrast, his daughter had actually directly obliterated a whole batch of the Caesar Empire¡¯s top-ss hackers and spectres ... the Caesar Empire must really be feeling the pain of their losses this time. It looks like he¡¯ll have to have to be even stronger, or else he may really be unable to protect this powerful daughter of his who seems capable of even provoking the heavens! At this thought, Ling Xiao could not help but smile. So this was the duty of being a father ¡ª it was troubling but also so sweet and blissful that he weed it willingly. Over these past two days, Ling Xiao had seemed to be idling about doing nothing, appearing unbelievably casual and at ease, but he had in fact begun secretly investigating the movements of the Caesar Empire with the secret forces of the Ling family. At the same time, he had also ordered the 23rd Division to closely monitor the movements of the various army divisions of Caesar. Unfortunately, nothing useful hade out of all this over thest two days. This made Ling Xiao feel rather uneasy. Understanding how the Caesar Empire operated, he knew that the other party absolutely would not take this affront quietly and let it go. They would definitelye for their revenge ... Even though Ling Lan had told him that her team¡¯s involvement had not been exposed during the fight with Caesar, Ling Xiao was still worried that the powerful intelligence bureau of the Caesar Empire would still be able to dig up information on his daughter ... "Leaving tomorrow? If only we were staying for a couple more days." Ling Xiao suddenly felt that he did not have enough time. If he had a few more days here, he could perhaps be able to create some defences. At this thought, he could not help but sigh silently. "I hope I¡¯m just worrying for nothing." The night passed without a word. Early the next day, all of the students of the military academy were eagerly refreshing the official forums of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. They wanted to get first-hand information on the results of the division assessments ... Even the freshmen were included in this frenzy because for the top three of each division¡¯s recruits, the video of their assessments would be publicised. This could perhaps give them juniors some experience. Though they knew that this was likely just their own wishful thinking ¡ª every year¡¯s assessment was not the same ¡ª the juniors of the lower years still held onto that sense of ¡¯what if¡¯ and would go watch these assessment videos. "Congrattions, Boss Huo!" Qiao Ting, who had already managed to get onto the official forums, sent a congrattory message to Huo Zhenyu at first notice. Although he was rather surprised by the other¡¯s choice of enlisting with the 23rd Division and not the 1st Division as the other had previously determined, Boss Huo had still be the top recruit of the 23rd Division. As expected of their Leiting¡¯s previous regimentmander. "Many thanks, Junior Qiao." Huo Zhenyu was also extremely happy with his results. At the same time, he saw that the others of his battle n had also seeded in getting into the 23rd Division. This meant that aside from the injured Nie Feng-ming who was still in recovery, every other member was in. By next year, once Nie Feng-ming seeded in enlisting as well, their entire battle n would beplete. "It¡¯s just that we¡¯ve lost the arena fight against the New Cadet Regiment, so in future, Junior Qiao will have to clean up the mess." After some thought, Huo Zhenyu added, "Beware of the regimentmander of the New Cadet Regiment, Ling Lan. He is really very strong." "I believe that, when ites to mechabat, I will not lose to anyone," responded Qiao Ting solemnly. He knew Boss Huo was speaking out of good intentions, worried about the future sh between Leiting and the New Cadet Regiment. Therefore, he too answered Boss Huo seriously, telling the other that he had nothing to worry about. Huo Zhenyu was silent for a moment before answering, "Junior Qiao, it¡¯s good that you are confident." He had no way of telling Qiao Ting that the feeling Ling Lan gave him was one of unfathomable depth. In the end, all he wanted to say was reduced to just this ¡ª even as he acknowledged Qiao Ting¡¯s statement, he was trying to give himself some confidence. ******** Meanwhile, in Ling Lan¡¯s vi, Qi Long and the others were also refreshing the forums. Of course, their attention was focused on the 23rd Division because that was their boss¡¯s father¡¯s division and was likely their future destination. "Aaaaaaaah, I did not expect Uncle Ling to take in Huo Zhenyu¡¯s gang ..." Qi Long was the first to see the results, instantly clicking onto the 23rd Division to see its final eptance name list. Those few familiar names sent him howling uncontrobly. As Ling Xiao was Boss Lan¡¯s father, even though Ling Xiao¡¯s actual age was much younger than their own fathers, they still chose to respectfully call him Uncle Ling. Lying on the sofa, reading the information on the various open and hidden factions within the Ling family her father had given to her, when Ling Lan heard the address of ¡¯Uncle Ling¡¯, her stony, cold face could not help but spasm. Alright, just imagining it ¡ª her father¡¯s young face really shed with this title of ¡¯uncle¡¯. "What¡¯s so surprising about that? Other than being no match for our Boss Lan, Huo Zhenyu¡¯s physical skills are the best in the whole military academy." Seeing these results, Han Jijyun was not surprised. "I just can¡¯t figure out why he chose to enlist with the 23rd Division," said Qi Long as he rubbed his head, baffled. From the gossip Xie Yi had gathered, Huo Zhenyu was an admirer of the First Marshal ¡ª he had long ago sworn to apply for enlistment with the 1st Division. "Perhaps because themander of the 23rd Division is Uncle Ling Xiao," remarked Luo Lang, face filled with admiration. "In future, I too want to apply for the 23rd Division ..." That said, Luo Lang suddenly realised that his boss had not stated which division he would be applying to yet. So, he quickly asked his boss, "Boss, will you apply to the 23rd Division?" Ling Lan turned off the virtual screen in her hands and said evenly, "Why wouldn¡¯t I? It¡¯s always good to have someone covering for you." Ling Lan knew well that even if she chose to apply for the other divisions, her father would definitely use his authority to override her choice and bring her to the 23rd Division anyway. As such, why should she go against her dad¡¯s wishes and waste the effort? Besides, she was not against going to the 23rd Division. "Then it¡¯s settled. We¡¯ll all apply to the 23rd Division together," said Luo Lang excitedly. His words made all thepanions by his side nod emphatically; they had long decided that they would follow Ling Lan. Moreover, Ling Xiao was already their idol to begin with ¡ª they were very willing to go to the 23rd Division. Luo Lang¡¯s excitement had just peaked when his mood dipped. Frowning in worry, he wondered aloud, "Who knows how the three new members will choose?" Chapter 354: Enemy Invasion? Chapter 354: Enemy Invasion? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Li Lanfeng will definitely go to the 23rd Division. I¡¯ve already spoken with him," answered Ling Lan immediately. "As for Li Shiyu, as long as Qi Long¡¯s issue isn¡¯t resolved, he doesn¡¯t have a choice." The others could not help but spare a handful ofpassionate tears for Li Shiyu at Ling Lan¡¯s words. Thus, the poor Li Shiyu had sold off his entire life to the Lingtian Battle n ... he had no more so-called freedom to speak of. Hiding at one side, Qi Long secretly swiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, self-hypnotising himself inside, ¡¯It¡¯s none of my business. All of this is Boss¡¯s idea ..." He still remembered that back when he had suffered that ¡¯rpse¡¯, Boss had secretly injected him with a shot before it happened. There was absolutely something fishy about that shot. "As for Chang Xinyuan, we can just ask him the next time we meet. Even if he is unwilling, there¡¯s still a few years¡¯ time for us to trick him into following us." Ling Lan stroked her chin, thinking about that mecha modification prodigy. Yup, she absolutely could not allow him to just slip away like that. Trick? The moment Ling Lan said this, all of the other people in the vi acted simrly. They all lifted their heads to look up at the ceiling, pretending they had not heard anything. They were a proper battle n, definitely not some human trafficking syndicate ... uh, although a few of the n members were indeed tricked into joining, overall, those were still the minority, right ...? Everyone was justifying things to themselves, cautioning themselves that they absolutely could not be led astray by their boss. Near the evening, Ling Lan walked out from the vi on her own. Qi Long and the others were still in their sses and had yet to return. Ling Lan had decided to go to the port to send her dad off so that he would not misunderstand things and mope again. Ling Lan knew very well that Ling Xiao hade all this way in disguise to the military academy primarily because he was worried about her and so wanted toe see for himself how she was doing. Although Ling Lan felt that Ling Xiao¡¯s actions were unnecessary, she could not deny that she was deeply moved by it. She had profoundly experienced the bottomless love and eptance Ling Xiao had for his daughter. Even though they had missed spending the first sixteen years of her life here together, Ling Xiao was currently investing so much more than Ling Lan in their rtionship. It should be said that Ling Xiao was scoring passing marks in taking on his role as a father. Spending thesest few days together in the military academy had let Ling Lan gradually integrate her image of the Ling Xiao in the legacy space with this Ling Xiao in the real world. If Ling Lan had not been so used to having her ckface on by now, and if Ling Xiao¡¯s face had not looked so ridiculously young, perhaps Ling Lan would have already fulfilled Ling Xiao¡¯s wish by calling him ¡¯daddy¡¯. As for right now ... Ling Xiao¡¯s assessment team was almost the final team to leave the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. There was quite a crowd that hade to send them off. Some were the upper-year cadets who had been enlisted into the 23rd Division, such as Huo Zhenyu andpany, while there were also quite a number of lower-year cadets who admired the 23rd Division. These younger students hade over in between sses in hopes of making a stronger impression on the assessors. While they knew that the assessors would be different every year, what if these officers happened to be the assessors again several yearster ...? They were unwilling to back down even just for this miniscule bit of hope. This was still the first time that Huo Zhenyu had seen the leader of the 23rd Division¡¯s team. During the assessment period, this leader had not appeared at any of the assessment fields. Even the inspection tasks had only been handled by him at the end of the day after all the assessments had ended. Since Huo Zhenyu had decided to go to the 23rd Division, he naturally wanted to know more about it. He wanted to know what kind of leader this major general was ¡ª perhaps he would be able to see some shadow of General Ling Xiao from the other. Huo Zhenyu believed that a leader under General Ling Xiao must have something special about him. The major general looked very young ¡ª even therge face mask which almost covered his entire face was unable to conceal this fact. He led his team to the special military port for the 23rd Division, but unlike the other assessment teams, he did not walk straight into the military vessel. Instead, he stood to one side, as if waiting for someone. The other assessment team officers did not seem surprised by this. The major general had barely halted when they all spread out to stand in groups of two or three around him, where they then began chatting with one another. The mood was extremely casual and light-hearted. Huo Zhenyu did not think much of it at first, but he soon noticed the intricacy behind the men¡¯s positions. Those officers may seem as if they were standing around randomly to chat, but that was not true. They had imperceptibly surrounded the major general, and the direction and angle of each person¡¯s position were different. It could be said that everything in the surroundings would fall into the eyes of at least one of the officers ¡ª not a single blind spot existed. Huo Zhenyu was rendered speechless with astonishment. Who would have expected the leader of the 23rd Division to have such strong leadership skills? This scene had not urred with any of the other assessment teams ¡ª even the leader of the teams might not be able to inspire such obedience from the proud and stubborn officers under their lead. It could not be denied that even as Huo Zhenyu was astounded, he was secretly pleased. It was always better being able to join a united division rather than a divided army division which was prone to in-fighting. Right at this time, Huo Zhenyu saw a very familiar figure strolling over. It was Ling Lan who had defeated him on the arena stage. Ling Lan bypassed the fence to walk straight towards the men of the 23rd Division. It looked like his target was that major general. Huo Zhenyu was startled by this and he began to feel nervous for Ling Lan¡¯s sake. These officers of the 23rd Division may seem nice and friendly, but they were actually really hard to get along with. He had once tried to build some rapport with them but had failed miserably. The mocking gazes of those men had stopped Huo Zhenyu from seeking them out to talk again. Huo Zhenyu thought that Ling Lan would be stopped by the surrounding officers before he could even get close to the major general, but unexpectedly, Ling Lan had just approached when the officer closest to him had smiled and given way to him. This scene made Huo Zhenyu¡¯s pupils contract. It went without saying that Ling Lan must know that major general. As Huo Zhenyu had put his full focus on the assessment, he had not paid attention to the other things that had happened within the school. Thus, he was unaware that Ling Lan had led the New Cadet Regiment to form a weingmittee for the assessment teams, or that Ling Lan had been singled out for admiration by the head of the 23rd Division during the weing ceremony ... Huo Zhenyu¡¯s gaze dimmed slightly. Would the fact that Ling Lan knew the major general affect his future retaliation n? However, Huo Zhenyu soon smiled, fighting spirit aze in his eyes. This was even better. If Ling Lan truly enlisted with the 23rd Division because of this, perhaps their revenge plot could be executed several years ahead of schedule. "You¡¯ve finallye! I thought you wouldn¡¯t even be willing toe see me off." Even though Ling Xiao¡¯s face waspletely obscured by therge face mask, the humour in his eyes could not be concealed. It was clear to see that Ling Lan¡¯s arrival had pleased Ling Xiao¡¯s dragon heart greatly. "Well, I forgot to ask you, Father, to pass on a message. Tell Mummy to not worry, I¡¯m doing well here." Ling Lan reflexively scratched her nose, ignoring the hope in Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes, once again pretending not to see anything like an ostrich. Alright, just let her continue working at it! Ling Xiao seemed to pick up on Ling Lan¡¯s embarrassment. He reached out a hand to tap Ling Lan lovingly on the forehead and said with a smile, "Got it. I¡¯ll pass on your message, my ¡¯son¡¯!" That said, Ling Xiao turned to leave and board his ship. Frankly, Ling Laning to send him off personally was already enough to satisfy him. As for calling him ¡¯daddy¡¯, he was not impatient; there was still time. One day, he would let his daughter call him ¡¯daddy¡¯ from the heart. Ling Lan looked at Ling Xiao¡¯s stalwart back and then decisively fell into a cadet¡¯s salute, mouthing silently, "Daddy, bon voyage!" Although that cry of ¡¯daddy¡¯ was not voiced, the love and respect she held in her heart for Ling Xiao could not be denied. The assessment team of the 23rd Division very quickly followed their leader onto their ship, and the ship soon took off. Just like that, other than Qi Long and the other few knowing that Ling Xiao had visited the military academy, no one else had a clue that the national idol and god-ss operator General Ling Xiao had even graced the First Men¡¯s Military Academy with his presence. Only after Ling Lan saw the warship fly away from the port did she put down her hand and turn away from the port. On her way back, she saw Huo Zhenyu standing right across from her, staring at her with a serious expression. "Senior Huo, what¡¯s up?" asked Ling Lan lightly. "Are you going to the 23rd Division in future?" asked Huo Zhenyu. "Yes!" answered Ling Lan resolutely. "Good. Four yearster, I will wait for you at the 23rd Division. At that time, we shall fight to clear the grudge between us." Huo Zhenyu¡¯s eyes were filled with fighting spirit as he issued his challenge. "Sounds good to me!" Ling Lan decisively pped her hand against the other¡¯s outstretched palm, indicating that she had epted Huo Zhenyu¡¯s challenge. After striking palms, the two brushed by each other, leaving for their respective destinations without a backward nce. However, they both knew that they needed to begin preparing now for the battle four years from now. Very soon, night descended. Ling Lan and the others finished dinner and then after another round of training, they each went off to rest. At this time, the fleet of an unidentified faction had snuck into the skies of the they were on and were slowly making their silent way towards the ... even more frighteningly, heaven knows what method they used to interrupt the satellite surveince of this plot of sky. Not a single person nor piece of equipment discovered their presence. A patrol ship was conducting its routine patrol and inspection around this area and found nothing unusual. It was just about to send this news down to the mainframe below when it found that it could not send out any messages. "That¡¯s strange, why wasn¡¯t there any signal five times in a row?" The operator in charge of message transmission had tried sending a message 5 times consecutively, but the optical supeputer always ended each attempt with a notification of failure. This surprised the operator, causing him to shout out involuntarily. Although there had been times before when the message transmission would fail due to an unstable signal, it would typically only happen just once or twice and never more than three times. For this transmission to fail 5 times in a row was absolutely an abnormal urrence. Thems leader in charge of this area immediately came over to investigate. Sure enough, as the operator had said, there was no indicator of any signal at all being picked up by the device. He quickly said, "Which satellite are you connected to?" "JX-12," responded the operator instantly. "Change to JX-07 for me," ordered the team leader. "Yes! Sir!" The operator immediately switched to contacting the satellite JX-07 but soon found that JX-07 was equally out of contact. "Sir, we can¡¯t connect to JX-07." "Try the other satellites!" Cold sweat began to bead up on the team leader¡¯s forehead; he had sensed that something was up. The operator tried again and again to connect to the other major satellites in this section of space but found all his efforts futile. "Sir, it¡¯s still not working." "Could it be that the ship¡¯smunicator is broken?" asked the team leader. "No, the results of the device¡¯s self-check is normal 1 !" responded the operator immediately. At these words, the team leader suddenly recalled a war of information that had taken ce in the Federation 20 years ago. This kind of scenario had urred then as well. His face changed drastically and he said, "Could this be an enemy invasion?" Chapter 355: Ambush? Chapter 355: Ambush? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Just then, the surveince radar operator announced with a shout, "Unidentified flying objects detected, number, preliminary estimation neen." This announcement caught the captain¡¯s attention and he promptly ordered, "Get me visual, maximum magnification." The person manning the scanner screens, upon receiving the coordinates provided by the radar operator, began searching and quickly located the targets, and then began zooming in. Soon, an image appeared on the main screen in the control room. What first appeared as neen ck dots expanded gradually until rough silhouettes could be discerned. Despite the low resolution, everyone could see that the outlines of these unknown flying objects belonged to warship-ss vessels. Civilian and military ships were vastly different and could be easily distinguished based on their outlines. At the sight that greeted them, everyone felt rmed. These mysterious warships, where had theye from and why had they never received any warning of any warships approaching their sector? "Send the signal, request ID," the captainmanded through gritted teeth. He had a bad feeling about this, but hoped against hope that this fleet would turn out to be friendly. "Alert ground control, report status," the captain prepared for the worst, directingmunications personnel to brief the ground-level defensive troops on the situation. "Sir, we¡¯ve lost contact with ground control, the satellites are all dead," themunications team leader paled visibly as he informed his captain of the harsh reality of their situation. Hearing this, the captain stood up fiercely and bellowed, "We must re-establish contact. This is definitely an enemy attack!" It was clear as day to the captain that this was undoubtedly an enemy offensive. Their only hope was to report this situation to the ground troops, otherwise ... the thought gave the captain chills, and he broke out in cold sweat. If the enemy ambush seeded, the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, situated on Newline directly below, would be done for! The signalman, having tried repeatedly to contact the other fleet to no avail, anxiously asked the captain, "Sir, the other side is not responding. Your orders?" Acting on a sh of insight, the captain clenched his jaw andmanded, "Alter course immediately, turn ny degrees, full speed ahead!" On receiving the order, everyst technical operator in the main control room leapt to action. The patrol ship executed a wless 90-degree turn, tracing a beautiful path against the sea of stars, then sped away towards the west. The vice-captain, standing beside the captain, could not help but ask softly, "Captain, is this really for the best?" The crime punished most severely by the Federation military was that of fleeing without even putting up a fight. If the military found out, the captain would surely be court-martialled. "There are 19 military vessels in the enemy fleet, engaging them head-on is suicidal. I cannot allow my subordinate brothers to die in vain. Besides, we have a more important mission, which is to make contact with the ground troops and warn them of the impending danger. To do all this, we must survive! Even if it means getting court-martialled, I will have no regrets." With determination in his eyes, the captain went on, "Vice-captain, if Newline is ambushed, all the instructors and students at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy will be doomed ..." "No matter which faction the enemy is from, I fear their goal is to sever the Federation¡¯s production line of future soldiers. The faculty at the First Men¡¯s Military Academy is the cream of the Federation¡¯s crop, we absolutely cannot allow the enemy to seed," said the captain in steely tones. By now, the fleet of 19 warships had discovered the fleeing Federation patrol ship. The supeputer of the leading warship outputted a warning message: "ONE PATROL SHIP IDENTIFIED AHEAD, TARGET LOCKED FOR PURSUIT. PLEASE ISSUE NEW ORDER - PURSUE/IGNORE?" In response to this news, the fleetmander decisively ordered, "Ignore it, proceed ording to n." Did that patrol ship think running westward would ensure their safety? The fleetmander shed an icy smirk, clearly contemptuous. As if on cue, two more fleets of warships suddenly appeared from either side, one with nine ships and the other, thirteen. Despite the emergency change of course, the Federation patrol ship was headed straight for the 13-ship fleet. "Curses! Fire the cannons!" Realizing they had already fallen into the enemy¡¯s trap, the captain knew they had no chance, but a savage fire burned in his eyes. "Even if we die, we¡¯re taking some of the bastards with us!" screamed the captain. The patrol vessel finally fired its main cannon, the missile¡¯s brilliant, glimmering tail arcing across the starry skies in an instant, barrelling straight towards one of the warships. Faced with the patrol ship¡¯s surprise attack, the warship moved to avoid it. Wherever the missiles scratched the sides of the warship, the once-glowing beam shields suddenly darkened ... With just one more shot, perhaps they really could have dealt the enemy a terrifying blow, but the patrol ship never got the opportunity to do so. The enemy fleet never gave them any chance; they were faced with the overwhelming cannon fire of the enemy salvo. With missiles nketing the sky before them, even though the patrol ship tried desperately to dodge and weave with their beam shields turned up to maximum power, they could not hope to win. BOOM! The patrol ship was sted by multiple missiles. The ship blew apart in an instant, the ship and its crew swallowed by a sky-piercing, fiery explosion, like a fireworks disy. The next moment, all that was left were debris in the emptiness of space. "Reporting! One patrol ship destroyed in the east!" the fleet entering from the east wasted no time in reporting to the main fleet. Following that, the western fleet also reported that the patrol ship that had tried to flee had been destroyed by them. All told, they had destroyed two patrol ships. The fleetmander received the two fleets¡¯ reports and nodded in satisfaction. "The three patrol ships mentioned in our intelligence have all been destroyed, and the signals from the satellites in the area have also been silenced. It¡¯s time we made our next move. On my orders, let Operation Kill the Fledgling officially begin!" Following themander¡¯s order, the three fleets merged into one massive fleet. All the warships positioned themselves in the airspace above the First Men¡¯s Military Academy on Newline and began opening theirunch ports. Soon, innumerable ck metallic spheres dropped speedily down towards the ... "This technology granted by the Twilight Empire ain¡¯t bad at all. We¡¯re undetectable by radar, and on top of that, it¡¯s the dead of night. I think by the time the anti-air ground troops realize it, our men will havended. What happens next will be a test of the strength of our forces," said themander-in-chief, unable to suppress a gloating smirk as he watched the metallic spheres popte the skies above the First Men¡¯s Military Academy like spring rain. "Indeed, Commander, this time, we shall teach the Huaxians a bloody lesson!" haughtily replied the adjutant by themander¡¯s side, his eyes glinting with vengeance and bloodlust. The blood of the Caesar Empire must never be spilled in vain! ******** "Boss, wake up! Boss, wake up!" Ling Lan woke with a start but kept her eyes closed, maintaining the pretence of being in deep sleep while activating her spiritual power. Quickly probing the state of the room and finding everything normal, no threats present, only then did she ask mentally, "Little Four, what is it?" "I just lost contact with every satellite around the all of a sudden. This is highly unusual," Little Four hurriedly briefed Ling Lan of the situation. "Can¡¯t you just re-connect?" Ling Lan was shocked to hear this. "I can¡¯t reach them. I¡¯ve already activated all the radars on the ground and all the monitoring equipment in the academy ... I haven¡¯t found anything unusual yet, but something just feels off, like something bad is about to happen," Little Four replied anxiously. "I learnt about a simr incident recorded in the academy mainframe¡¯s database, this could be an attack on ourmunications system by an enemy nation ..." "Blindfolding us to keep us in the dark about the situation in the outside world ... Could they be nning an ambush?" Ling Lan furrowed her brow, her mind shing back to the events at the Swift Dragon base. Could this have something to do with that? Could it be that she had made a mistake somewhere and the enemy had discovered them? On hearing Ling Lan¡¯s words, Little Four¡¯s eyes lit up and, nodding away, he said, "Yup, yup, their objective is most likely to pull off an ambush!" Ling Lan made a snap decision and instructed Little Four, "Little Four, immediately report any changes in the situation to me, especially anything transpiring in the skies. You haven¡¯t forgotten what happened six years ago, right?" Ling Lan couldn¡¯t help but recall the incident on Demonbeast, where the Twilight Empire had managed to pull off an airborne offensive. Ling Lan thought so, because the First Men¡¯s Military Academy in its current location was closely monitored by the ground forces, which made it impossible for any enemy nation to sessfully invade it withrge armies. Instead, they had employed such extravagant tactics as to create a total transmission lockdown, showing that their ambush this time was no petty skirmish. Since a ground invasion was impossible, a direct approach from the air was very likely. This was precisely why Ling Lan had especially notified Little Four to observe the skies. As soon as Ling Lan was done instructing Little Four, her eyes sprang open, and with a shove of her right hand, she leapt down from the bed. She rapidly put on the academy uniform, opened the door to her room, and in a few steps, she arrived at the room closest to hers. Ling Lan did not choose to knock politely, instead kicking the door in with a ferocious stomp. With a violent "BANG!" Ling Lan blew the doorway open, the door itself crashing into the room from the force of the kick. A crack was heard as the door was smashed to smithereens by some force mid-flight, the aftershocks sending the splinters exploding outward. The first thing Ling Lan saw was a fist, and then someone on the bed somersaulted to the floor. Qi Long, who was naked above the waist and wearing only a pair of boxers, had one hand against the ground, poised like a cheetah waiting for any opportunity to strike. Ling Lan nced coolly at the sculpted, powerful body of Qi Long and his rippling muscles, and suppressed her envy. She said emotionlessly, "Enemy invasion, prepare forbat!" Such a formidable physique would never be hers in this lifetime, thought Ling Lan regretfully. The tension Qi Long felt upon his rude awakening had abated when he saw that his own boss was the one standing in the doorway, but at his boss¡¯s words, his heart started racing again. He stood up quickly and, retrieving the academy uniform hanging by the bed in one fluid motion, dressed rapidly before catching up to Ling Lan, asking anxiously, "Boss, what happened?" Chapter 356: Tampering? Chapter 356: Tampering? Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "I don¡¯t know. I¡¯m only guessing that the military academy is probably being targeted for arge-scale enemy attack right now," said Ling Lan as they walked. Very soon they hade to the door of Luo Lang¡¯s room, and without even thinking about it, Ling Lan once again whipped out a savage kick to send the door flying open. However, the door opened to an empty room. Just then, a person suddenly leapt out from the side, striking out ferociously at Ling Lan¡¯s face. Ling Lan calmly raised her right hand and caught the attacker¡¯s powerful fist with a palm. "Boss, it¡¯s you!" Luo Lang saw that Boss Ling Lan was the one who had seized his fist and instantly let out a sigh of relief, crying out in joy. Apparently, the ruckus from Qi Long¡¯s room had startled the sleeping Luo Lang awake. He had thought that something was wrong and so had swiftly put on his clothes and hid behind the wall right by the door. When his door had been kicked open, he had then charged out to punch the intruder. Ling Lan let go of Luo Lang¡¯s fist, and casting down a cold nce, she said, "Luo Lang, keep up!" Luo Lang retracted his hand. Seeing the grim look on Ling Lan¡¯s face, he knew something had happened. Silently, he followed his boss, though he surreptitiously poked Qi Long beside him. Qi Long turned his head and mouthed silently, "Enemy invasion!" Luo Lang¡¯s gaze turned cold. For his boss to be so concerned, this enemy invasion must be noteworthy. His thoughts ran along the same line Ling Lan¡¯s had, thinking of the events that had transpired at the Swift Dragon base. Could it be that the events there had caused them to be discovered? However, looking at his boss¡¯s frigid expression, Luo Lang did not dare to ask any questions. Coming to the second floor, Ling Lan gave a signal to Qi Long and Luo Lang, motioning for them to split up and wake up Han Jijyun, Lin Zhong-qing, and Xie Yi respectively. Very soon, everyone was awake. Fully dressed in their uniforms, they gathered at the living room downstairs. Ling Lan was seated primly on the sofa, deep in contemtion. Xie Yi and Lin Zhong-qing reflexively nced at one another and saw the confusion in each other¡¯s eyes. They had only been woken up by Luo Lang and Qi Long without being told what was going on. Han Jijyun walked down the stairs with a thoughtful expression. Coming to stand before Ling Lan, he waited for his boss to give him a definite answer. "At present, our ground control has lost all contact with all the satellites in the space above this. It has been as long as 5 minutes." Ling Lan swept her gaze over everyone present and told them about the present situation. Ling Lan¡¯s words gave everyone a shock, particrly Han Jijyun and Luo Lang. Aware of the importance of intelligence, they knew very well what this represented. "It¡¯s an enemy invasion!" concluded Han Jijyun with conviction. Luo Lang nodded in agreement; he hade to the same conclusion as Han Jijyun. In contrast to Ling Lan¡¯s uncertain spection, Han Jijyun and Luo Lang were obviously much more certain. "My guess is the same. And I think the invasion will being from outer space." Ling Lan reflexively looked out at the starry sky outside the window. Wasn¡¯t the pitch darkness of the night sky a perfect setting for an air invasion? Ling Lan¡¯s words caused everyone¡¯s expression to change. If things were really as Boss had said, then their First Men¡¯s Military Academy was in danger. Boiling over with anxiety, Xie Yi blurted, "Boss, then what should we do?" "I have already taken control of the ground radar as well as all of the aerial monitoring equipment of the military academy. The moment I notice anything, I will sound the rm of the entire academy," Ling Lan told herpanions of her ns. "Why not just sound the rm now? This will make it easier for the ground forces to have time to put up their guard," asked Han Jijyun, puzzled. "Unfortunately, there is nothing strange in the radar or the surveince equipment. Without proof, their first response would be to suspect that the academy mainframe has been hacked. Then, they might put in all their effort to investigate this matter. The potential loss outweighs the potential gains; I don¡¯t want to have this backfire on us to the enemy¡¯s gain," Ling Lan shared her concerns. If the ground forces turned all their attention internally as a result, Ling Lan would surely regret it endlessly. Initially aiming to disrupt an enemy¡¯s invasion but ending up creating an even better opportunity for the invasion instead, Ling Lan would not do such a stupid thing ... "But losing contact with the satellites is a fact. As long as they learn of this, they should be wary." Han Jijyun could not understand why his boss was worrying like this. From his perspective, the matter was simple. As long as the ground forces knew that they had lost contact with the satellites for several minutes, they would certainly think of the possibility of an air invasion. After listening to Han Jijyun¡¯s words, a bitter smile appeared on Ling Lan¡¯s lips. "What if, the equipment disys of all the ground devices connected to the satellites still show that everything is normal?" Only a fearsome existence such as Little Four could experience first-hand the truth that they had lost contact with the satellites; meanwhile, all the equipment were showing that everything was fine, and even the top-ss hackers could sense nothing wrong. This was also why Ling Lan was forced to wait for something concrete to happen. These words of Ling Lan finally caused theplexion of theposed Han Jijyun to change. "Boss, are you saying that there is no indication on the ground equipment about the loss of connection? But the fact is that we¡¯ve already lost contact with the satellites?" Ling Lan nodded and said, "Yes. Only hackers who have reached a certain level would be able to notice the problem." If Little Four had not loved to roam and wander about so much, he might have overlooked the problem as well ... Han Jijyun¡¯s entire face turned grim. "Who would have expected the enemy to go to such expense to aplish such a thing? Rumour has it that only imperial level hackers and above can do something like this ... although our military academy has cultivated many hackers, it has never once produced an imperial level one. Even in the entire Federation, the number of imperial hackers can be counted on one hand. It is to be expected that the ground forces will never notice that the satellites have been tampered with." Tampered with? Han Jijyun¡¯s words caused Ling Lan¡¯s mind to jolt, an idea appearing in her mind¡¯s eye which would resolve their current passive situation. Ling Lan excitedly called out to Little Four, "Little Four, can you fabricate an image of the satellites transmitting?" Ling Lan¡¯s words made Little Four roll his eyes and he said with a pout, "Boss, you¡¯re underestimating me too much. This kind of thing, I can do it even with my eyes closed." Was it necessary to ask him about such a simple thing? When would his boss have a little more faith in him? "That¡¯s good ..." Little Four¡¯s words sent a bolt of glee through Ling Lan¡¯s heart. She began instructing Little Four on what he had to do. As Ling Lan borated, Little Four¡¯s gaze became brighter and brighter ¡ª in the end, he patted his chest and told Ling Lan to leave it all to him. After epting Ling Lan¡¯s arrangements, Little Four vanished. As if letting down a great burden, Ling Lan¡¯s mood became instantly much more rxed. She thought about it for a bit and then said to Lin Zhong-qing, "Contact Li Lanfeng, Li Shiyu, and Chang Xinyuan immediately. Let the three of them gather here at our ce right away." After that, she told the others, "You all, immediately contact all the team leaders of the New Cadet Regiment. Tell them about this news!" At this point, Ling Lan suddenly got up from the sofa and walked over to the window to stare up at the endless night sky. After several seconds of silent contemtion, she said icily, "Tell them to gather all their team members, be on standby, and be prepared to fight!" "Yes, Boss!" Everyone sprang into motion. ******** About five minutester, the initially still and silent school suddenly rang with the ear-splitting screech of an enemy invasion rm. When Ling Lan heard the rm rip through the night air, the corners of her lips tilted up despite herself. If the enemy truly thought they could easily consume this entire school, then just let them try ... Qi Long and the others, who had been sitting to one side quietly, leapt up at the cacophony and asked, "Boss, has the enemy been sighted?" Ling Lanposedly sat on the sofa, shook her head and said, "No!" "Then this rm ..." Qi Long was confused now. They had all heard the conversation between Boss and Han Jijyun ¡ª Boss had clearly said that he would only sound the rm once the enemy had been sighted. "I was indeed the one who sounded the rm," replied Ling Lan calmly. "Didn¡¯t you say that without any proof, the ground forces will not believe it?" asked Han Jijyun, bewildered, unsure why his boss had suddenly changed his mind. "They can tamper with the disys, but we can also tamper with the disys." Ling Lan¡¯s lips pulled into a cold curve. Ling Lan¡¯s reply made everyone¡¯s eyes light up; all of them knew what Ling Lan meant. Indeed, if the other side could make it so the satellite disys registered everything as normal, then they too could make it so that the satellite disys indicated some problem ... most people were just trapped by fixed ideas, believing that attack methods could only be used on an enemy. Sometimes, for the greater picture, these methods could also be applied to one¡¯s own side. Han Jijyun cast a searching nce at theposed Boss Lan before him, his heart maxed out with admiration 1 . While they were still thinking within the box, Boss Lan had already thrown the box wide open ¡ª his every action was already beyond any fixed boundaries of thinking. Whether something was good or bad, he could take and use it, as long as the final oue was advantageous to their side. Other than that, there was one more thing. Han Jijyun had always thought Boss Lan was just a top-ss hacker, but now it looked like he should already be at the level of imperial-ss hacker ... as expected of their boss, still as unfathomable even when it came to other domains. "Enemy invasion, enemy invasion, all ground troops aremanded to enterbat mode. All anti-air cannons on the ground to be aimed towards the sky. Prepare to fire ..." Themander of the ground forces had received the images sent by the satellites and had instantly broken out into cold sweat. He immediately ordered the ground forces to begin moving. The sudden appearance of countless starships in the images as well as those golden metallic eggs spewing from the ships proved that this was a fearsome aerial invasion. Thank god for the timely images sent by the satellites, otherwise they would have been finished over here. "Reporting to the chief. There is no sign of any unidentified flying objects in the sky on the radars. Everything is normal." Very soon, all the radar surveince centres sent over thetest updates; they had not discovered anything wrong in the skies above. This situation bewildered themander ¡ª what in the world was going on? Why didn¡¯t the ground radars pick up anything as indicated by the images from the satellites? Where exactly was the problem? "Chief, do you still remember the Demonbeast invasion incident in that top-secret military report 6 years ago?" The adjutant by themander¡¯s side found the situation equally puzzling, but his gaze suddenly lit up at this recollection and he quickly alerted themander. Themander came to a realisation and hurriedly ordered the staff officer beside him, "Quickly. Get me the information on the invasion of Demonbeast six years ago." Chapter 357: Arrangements! Chapter 357: Arrangements! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr It took only a few seconds for the information on the Demonbeast invasion to be disyed on therge screen of themand centre. When themander saw that familiar egg-shaped object, he was instantly enlightened. Rage burned brightly in his heart and he cursed out loud, "Godd*mmit, it¡¯s those f*cking Twilightians again." "Chief, ording to the data, the metal of the eggs can avoid radar detection ..." The adjutant managed to find the info he wanted with a quick skim of the data. It looked like he had remembered correctly ¡ª radars were useless against these egg-shaped metal objects. "So that¡¯s how it is. Issue the order ¡ª do not trust the radars, use infrared telescopes to search the skies." Themander had also seen that piece of information. mming a palm down hard on the surface before him, hemanded angrily. "Yes! Chief!" The officers below themander acknowledged his order and passed on his instructions. While the anti-air ground cannoneer troops were watching the skies intently, the team leaders of the New Cadet Regiment were leading all their team members to gather before Ling Lan¡¯s vi. Li Lanfeng, Li Shiyu, and Chang Xinyuan were thest to arrive as their amodations were the furthest away from Ling Lan¡¯s vi. When they saw the crowd gathered in the little garden before the vi, even as they were astonished, they could feel the potential power behind Ling Lan. As soon as they entered the living room, they saw twenty people either standing or sitting all around the room. When he saw these people, Li Lanfeng¡¯s gaze flickered subtly. He recognised all these people ¡ª the Wuji Mecha n had collected detailed information on the New Cadet Regiment previously. These people were all the team leaders in the New Cadet Regiment, and were likely to be the leaders of battle ns in the future. For now, they were all members of Ling Lan¡¯s New Cadet Regiment. Ling Lan was currently seated on the sofa. Seeing Li Lanfeng and the other two arrive, she merely gave them a look signalling them to go find Qi Long. Li Lanfeng and the others knew that Ling Lan was in the middle of a discussion with these people, so they made no sound, silently moving to Qi Long¡¯s side. Qi Long saw theming and then told them about the situation. Li Lanfeng was shocked by the news ¡ª after receiving the text toe, he had been rushing over when he had suddenly heard the sound of sirens, so he knew something major must have happened, but he had never expected that things would be so serious. However, Li Lanfeng quickly pushed the shock to the back of his mind. He focused his attention on Ling Lan, wanting to know what Ling Lan was discussing with the team leaders. After listening for a while, Li Lanfeng¡¯s expression became more and more grim. He did not expect the rabbit to be so daring, actually setting his sights on the mecha storehouse during such a dangerous moment. "Clearly, the uing battle will be a mecha battlefield. We are personally too weak to stand against mecha. We have no way at all to resist, to protect ourselves. So, we need to obtain weapons equal to the enemy¡¯s," stated Ling Lan coldly. "Boss Lan, it¡¯s not that we don¡¯t trust your judgment, but we have never used real mecha before, especially those members of the lower ranks. Some have only begun learning how to operate mecha in Mecha World. They will not be able to put up any fight at all." At this time, one team leader shared the real situation of the members below him. His words received the agreement of quite a number of the team leaders, because they too had a significant number of members like that under them. "Is that so ...?" Ling Lan frowned at those words. Because all her team members could operate mecha, she had temporarily forgotten that not every team was as fearsome as her team 1 . After some thought, Ling Lan said, "It¡¯s my mistake ... then let¡¯s do this instead. We¡¯ll split into two groups. Those who have confidence in their skills cane with me, while those who cannot operate mecha yet will form another team ..." Here, Ling Lan paused. Very soon, she handed out a document to all the team leaders and pointed out a spot marked with a red star. "The other team will go to this location. It is the most secure anti-air stronghold of the military academy. Once they are inside, they will not have to worry about their safety any longer." It was naturally Little Four who had found this safe anti-air base as well. Right after they had arrived at the school, Little Four had already mapped out every single nook and cranny of the campus, whether it was open or hidden away. The school had around thirty anti-air facilities, but only three were the best in terms of sturdiness and safety. The one Ling Lan had marked out was the one closest to them out of the three. Seeing this map, Wu Jiong was startled. He lifted his head to stare at Ling Lan, wondering ¡ª could it be that Boss Lan¡¯s hacker powers were already so strong that there was nowhere in this school which was barred to him? Coming from a military family, he knew very well that this map was definitely a confidential document. For Ling Lan to have gotten his hands on it within such a short time frame, he must have used some extraordinary means. As if noticing the suspicion in Wu Jiong¡¯s eyes, Li Lanfeng, who had been closely observing the proceedings all this while, quickly spoke up, "This map was given to Boss Lan by me." Li Lanfeng may have been too concerned about the rabbit and had not taken the time to reflect on the matter. Since these team leaders were all part of the New Cadet Regiment, they should already know a thing or two about the regimentmander Ling Lan¡¯s abilities. When he had spoken up, there had only been one thought in Li Lanfeng¡¯s mind, and that was that he must help the rabbit hide his secrets ... Li Lanfeng¡¯s words made a trace of surprise sh across Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, but when she saw the worry contained in Li Lanfeng¡¯s eyes, she instantly understood why Li Lanfeng had said what he had said ... The corners of Ling Lan¡¯s lips quirked up slightly, her heart suffused with pleasure. So it turned out that it felt pretty good to have someone worry for you. Basking in the enjoyment of this feeling, Ling Lan did not say anything to refute Li Lanfeng¡¯s statement. She leaned back on the sofa with a half-smile, waiting to see how Li Lanfeng would flesh out his lie. Li Lanfeng¡¯s unexpected interjection made Wu Jiong turn his head to look at him in surprise. When he saw Li Lanfeng, his brow furrowed noticeably. In contrast to Ling Lan and Qi Long who only focused on their own matters, Wu Jiong was clearly more like a true regimentmander. Over this period of time, he hadpletely grasped the information of the high-level people associated with the various major factions, and Li Lanfeng was one of them. Wu Jiong remembered very clearly that Li Lanfeng was the primary strategist of the Wuji Mecha n. Even though the Wuji Mecha n had taken in a new strategist this year, threatening his position within the faction, it could not be denied that the Wuji Mecha n¡¯s dominance over the Central Academy faction to stay in third ce these past few years was definitely due to this person¡¯s strategies. As a newborn faction, the other factions of the military academy were all rivals of the New Cadet Regiment. As such, this person should be someone on the opposing side, so why had he shown up here? With an expression filled with wariness, Wu Jiong asked coldly, "As the strategist of the academy¡¯s number three faction, the Wuji Mecha n, I¡¯d like to know why you chose to hand this map to our regimentmander." Wu Jiong had no doubts that this map had been submitted by Li Lanfeng. As the primary strategist of the Wuji Mecha n and a senior cadet who had hung around the academy for four years, it was still very possible for the other to obtain a top-secret map like this one. Wu Jiong¡¯s questioning caused Li Lanfeng to instinctively shift back into his initial character role. With a slight smile on his face, he said, "Because I have already left the Wuji Mecha n and intend to join under Boss Lan¡¯s banner. And this map is my entrance submission. Boss Lan, isn¡¯t that so?" Li Lanfeng cast his gaze at Ling Lan, a subtle sense of pleading in his eyes, as if hoping for Ling Lan to work with him here. Seeing this, Ling Lan nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it is indeed as he said." As expected of a ck-bellied fellow, liesing so easily to his lips ... Ling Lan found that she really did not know Li Lanfeng. Still, Ling Lan believed that Li Lanfeng¡¯s sincerity in wanting to join her battle n was indisputable, even while he remained unaware of her true identity. This was why Ling Lan still chose to believe in Li Lanfeng even after learning of his true identity. Wu Jiong was sceptical over Li Lanfeng¡¯s words, because no matter how you looked at it, the bright future of the Wuji Mecha n as one of the top three factions in the school was obviously much more attractive than the uncertain fate of the New Cadet Regiment. An intelligent person typically would not abandon Wuji and choose the New Cadet Regiment, and Li Lanfeng was precisely one of those most intelligent people. Wu Jiong was not satisfied with Li Lanfeng¡¯s exnation, but seeing howposed Ling Lan was, he put aside the suspicions he harboured in his heart. Wu Jiong believed that since Ling Lan dared to take in Li Lanfeng, he must have some n in mind. Perhaps there was some deeper meaning behind all this ¡ª Wu Jiong did not want to ruin Boss Lan¡¯s great n by doing anything unnecessary. However, Wu Jiong still could not help making a slight threat, "I hope you manage to do what you say ... don¡¯t disappoint Boss Lan." Strategists or whatever are the worst ¡ª they are all a bunch of inscrutable people with bellies full of plots and schemes ¡ª Wu Jiong was rather leery of people like that. In response to Wu Jiong¡¯s threat, Li Lanfeng retained his usual smile just as if he had heard nothing, asposed as ever. This discouraged Wu Jiong somewhat ¡ª as expected, the other was not someone easy to handle. At this point, Ling Lan could tell that this matter hade to a close. Not having to exin the source of the map made things considerably easier for Ling Lan. With a stern expression, she ordered all the team leaders, "Tally up the numbers immediately. Five minutester, I want to know the final name lists for both groups." "Yes, Regiment Commander!" replied everyone respectfully. Five minutes went by quickly and the name lists were submitted. At this time, ten or so kilometres away from the academy, a sudden loud roaring of artillery firing could be heard, the sh from the shots lighting up the initially dark night ... Everyone in the living room, other than Ling Lan, instantly leapt towards the windows. Looking up into the sky above, they saw that countless metal eggs had appeared. This scene caused all their faces to change. Although they trusted Boss Lan¡¯s judgment, really seeing it was another matter. When the night sky had been cut by the res of artillery fire, what came into sight was a sky full of metal eggs, shocking them all to the core ... war had truly descended upon them. Ling Lan calmly scanned the two lists in her hands and then pping her hands together, she said loudly, "Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie!" Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie had been rendered dumbstruck by the scene in the sky; suddenly hearing Ling Lan shout out their names, they shivered and quickly replied, "Here!" "You two, immediately lead the second team to the anti-air stronghold." Ling Lan handed the second name list to Wu Jiong. Wu Jiong¡¯s gaze flickered but he did not reach out to take the list, as if somewhat hesitant to ept Ling Lan¡¯s orders. Ling Lan continued to say, "You both should know where the mecha storehouse is. We will wait for you two there. I cannot trust anyone else with this second group." When Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie heard this, they were instantly filled with the feeling that it would be worth dying for someone who understood them. Wu Jiong nodded emphatically as he epted the name list and replied, "Boss Lan, Yingjie and I will definitely make sure to escort them safely to the anti-air shelter." Beside him, Li Yingjie also patted his chest in agreement that they would definitelyplete the task given to them sessfully. Alright. This was the first time Li Yingjie, who liked strutting around causing trouble, had been entrusted with such an important task. In his excitement, his admiration for Boss Lan grew. Sure enough, Boss Lan was still the person who knew him best ... it actually felt so amazing to be trusted. Chapter 358: This is Real Battle! Chapter 358: This is Real Battle! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Okay, then I¡¯ll leave everything to you both," said Ling Lan solemnly before turning to look at Chang Xinyuan to say, "Chang Xinyuan, you follow them!" Chang Xinyuan¡¯s expression changed and he asked, "Why, Boss Lan?" "This is a real battle. Your mecha control skills will not keep you alive on the battlefield." Ling Lan did not care about protecting Chang Xinyuan¡¯s feelings, bluntly telling him the reason for her order. This was not Mecha World, where Chang Xinyuan had his own modified mecha; all the mecha in the mecha storehouse would be standard mecha. Like Ling Lan had said, to survive the battlefield, they would need to rely on their own control skills and techniques. Ling Lan¡¯s merciless words made Chang Xinyuan lower his head in shame. Ling Lan saw the dejected Chang Xinyuan and gave a mental sigh. It looked like she would not be able to set aside the role of spiritual life coach anytime soon. Thus, she said, "There will be many more opportunities to fight. Train your control skills up well after this so that, at that time, you will be able to move alongside us." Ling Lan¡¯s words of reassurance did not make Chang Xinyuan feel much better. He clenched his fists tight with his head bowed, an uncontroble sense of disappointment and rage in his heart. He was disappointed because he was being left behind again ... this was already the second time, and the reason for both times was the same ¡ª his mecha control skills were not up to par. He knew that the support members of other battle ns typically would not go to the battlefield personally, using their talents to serve their battle ns from the rear instead. However, he did not want to be that type of support member. He wanted to be Lin Zhong-qing, or Li Shiyu, or Han Jijyun ¡ª they were all support members, but theirbat prowess was formidable enough that he looked up to them. The more time he spent with them, the more keenly he felt his ipetence. The modification innate talent he was so proud of had no ce at all here ... yes, he was angry at his own helplessness. If he had just spent a little more effort in the past to train up his mecha control skills, perhaps he would not have had to be left behind now. However, this was thest time. He absolutely would not allow Boss Lan to leave him behind for the third time! Chang Xinyuan made this solemn vow to himself. Then, he lifted his head decisively to look at his boss and say firmly, "I will no longer be the weak link, Boss Lan. I will do what I say." Even Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie standing to one side could feel Chang Xinyuan¡¯s determination, and they found their admiration growing even more for Ling Lan¡¯s ability to attract talent. Those who Boss Lan took in, no matter how useless they were at first, would soon go through tremendous changes, and this was something they could not replicate. Chang Xinyuan¡¯s words made Ling Lan¡¯s heart move. She nodded seriously and said, "I believe you!" Ling Lan was more than d to see a team member want to be stronger. Right after that, Ling Lan turned to look at Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie and said, "Take action immediately. If the enemy manages tond sessfully and get into the school, you all really won¡¯t be able to move anywhere anymore." The dormitory district was equipped with a full defensive beam shield. Once it activated due to artillery fire, those within the district would not be able to get out anymore, unless this defensive shield was broken by external forces. Ling Lan did not think highly of this defensive beam shield. In her eyes, this was a design failure, which forced the students inside to be turtles in a jar. The moment the defensive beam shield was shattered, those cadets made to remain within the dormitory district would be served up to the enemy on a tter. This was also why Ling Lan had asked the students of the New Cadet Regiment to relocate to the anti-air shelter. "Yes, Boss Lan!" Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie knew that time was short. Without further dy, they immediately went outside with Chang Xinyuan and led the second group swiftly away from Ling Lan¡¯s vi, sprinting towards their destination. Following the departure of group two, the New Cadet Regiment which originally stood at near 300 members suddenly lost about half their number. Only about a little more than 100 members remained, and most of them were ex-students of the Central Scout Academy. They had fought alongside Ling Lan during the grand armed melee, as well as hijacked a spaceship with her. Now, under Ling Lan¡¯s lead once more, they were about to break into the military academy¡¯s mecha storehouse and engage in real mecha battle much earlier than expected. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers ¡ª they were not afraid to fight; thoughts of the uing battle made them immensely excited instead. It should be known that only cadets with exceptional results would have the chance to board real mecha and battle with them in their third year at the academy. Otherwise, they would only be able to use real mecha in their fourth year. But now, under Ling Lan¡¯s lead, this moment was brought forward by two to three years. They were even heading straight into the actualbat stage! This once again reinforced the notion that if they followed Boss Lan, they would definitely have lots of thrills to sink their teeth into 1 and would be able to do some things they would never have dared to even dream of on their own ... Ling Lan looked around at these unusually excited faces and was secretly rather worried. Being too excited was not a bad thing, but they could not lose their calm. In particr, all these people had followed her since the Central Scout Academy days. Every time she pushed to do something outrageous, these schoolmates would support her without any hesitation or regret. It could be said that without their support, the grand armed melee back then would never have beenunched at all. And without their full cooperation, taking control of the spaceship would not have gone so smoothly. This time, she had boldly chosen to break into the mecha storehouse. Although a part of it was indeed a matter of personal safety ¡ª in the face of an overwhelming horde of enemy mecha, only mecha could provide Ling Lan with a sense of safety ¡ª arger part was because she truly wanted to give these schoolmates who trusted her an extra measure of protection and the ability to truly decide their own survival. This way, she hoped that after tonight, she would still be able to see these schoolmates tomorrow ... Ling Lan¡¯s entire aura unfolded as her ice-cold gaze swept dispassionately over the gathered people. Everyone there felt the icy de of her gaze scrape across their skin, a chill rising from within them, and their initially restless excitement instantly cooled down. Seeing the rity and level-headedness in everyone¡¯s eyes once again, only then did Ling Lan say slowly, "I repeat once more that this is a real battle, not a game. It is not the virtual Mecha World where you can revive again after dying. The enemy we are about to face are real enemies. They are experienced battle veterans, they are fearsome executioners. If we die, it will be true death. There is no second chance ... even so, will you all still follow me to the mecha storehouse and operate mecha to fight the enemy to the death?" "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Ling Lan¡¯s words caused everyone¡¯s blood to boil. They seemed to have returned back to the time of the grand armed melee ... Ling Lan had asked something simr back then. That year, the same words shouted by the hundred thousand or so students of the 7th grade at the same time had seemed much more grand and impressive ... "Then, I¡¯ll set the battle n. Everyone, listen closely." Ling Lan once again circted her spiritual power, funnelling her words forcefully into the spiritual well of these hundred or so students. "We will move and fight in small units. Remember, do not fight alone. Always keep in mind that while we fight for ourselves, we are also fighting for therades beside us. And onest thing. That is, we muste back alive!" When Ling Lan roared out that final phrase, she used her strongest burst of spiritual power yet. She was about to lead her schoolmates in breaking into the mecha storehouse to fight with the enemy, all so that the students would live and be stronger ¡ª she did not want them to die here. Ling Lan¡¯s words rallied the spirits of the cadets. The words e back alive¡¯ was imprinted deeply in their minds. At the same time, they nced in unnned unison at thepanions by their sides and their initially somewhat uneasy hearts settled. At the sight of their friends, their agitation and uncertainty silently faded away. Boss Lan was right ¡ª they still had theirrades beside them; they were not fighting alone! Just like that, Ling Lan led the hundred odd students away from the dormitory district in a rapid sprint towards the mecha storehouse about 10 kilometres away. In the meantime, far away in the opposite direction of their route, the endless roar of artillery fire sounded, apanied by the asional burst of fire illuminating the night sky. As the ground forces had been unable to locate their targets with the radars, they could only rely on manual infrared telescopes to search out the enemy. After waiting patiently for more than 10 minutes, those airborne visitors they had waited so long for finally appeared in the sights of their infrared telescopes ... "Chief, there¡¯s news! Countless unidentified objects have really appeared in the air above ..." The ground control headquarters, which had been waiting for news all this time, finally obtained the verification they needed. "Son of a b*tch. Those f*ckers have finallye." Themander brusquely tore off his cap and threw it onto the ground. He tugged on his sleeves and then bellowed, "All artillery units, prepare to fire. Once the enemy is within range, shoot without mercy!" "Yes, Chief!" Themander¡¯s words were very quickly transmitted by his subordinate officers. After some thought, themander added, "Let the ground mecha forces prepare for battle. Those metal eggs must all contain mecha. Any mecha fortunate enough to survive andnd are to be swiftly handled by the mecha teams." Themander¡¯s orders were quickly passed on to the ground mecha troops. The mecha troops had long made preparations for battle. Receiving this order, they immediately dispersed with a column of troops making up eachbat unit. Based on the information they had received from above, the metal eggs were raining down from all over, so no one would be able to tell which nook and cranny might have an enemy mecha which hadnded sessfully. Therefore, they had no choice but to spread out and search for those enemy mecha that had been lucky enough to evade the artillery fire. Meanwhile, at this time, the starships in the skies had no idea that the secret invasion n they had believed to be so wless had been exposed by the presence of a miraculous intelligence entity. It had created some false information, allowing the ground forces to react in time and make the appropriate tactical arrangements ... Finally, the metal eggs entered the range of the ground artillery. All of the cannons opened fire simultaneously, and the darkness of the night was suddenly ripped asunder by countless streaks of zing fire as projectiles struck the first batch of metal eggs closest to the ground ... After being struck by artillery fire, the metal eggs abruptly split open, dropping three or four mecha from within it ... some of the mecha still seemed fairly intact, but some had been instantly destroyed by the force of the artillery fire. Although the metal eggs had the ability to hide from radars, there was a condition. The items loaded inside the eggs could not have any energy responses, otherwise this concealment ability would be disrupted. Thus, all of the mecha contained within the eggs were turned off. The operators inside had nned to only activate their mecha in the final 100 metres before theynded and break out of the egg¡¯s shell then ... mecha which were stripped of their defences were fragile. If a vital point was hit, it too would not be able to withstand a single attack from a normal cannon. "What is going on here? How did the ground forces learn about our sneak attack?" The situation below was very quickly grasped by the fleet in space. Themander-in-chief could not help but growl furiously when he saw the tragic scene urring below. Chapter 359: Requesting Backup! Chapter 359: Requesting Backup! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "The situation is unclear right now. In any case, it¡¯s already been confirmed that the ground forces below are prepared ... I¡¯m afraid our ambush n has been exposed." The adjutant could not help but swipe the cold sweat from his forehead as he said to themander-in-chief. Themander-in-chief breathed deeply a few times before quashing the rage beating at the walls of his chest. He knew that anger would not help anything ¡ª since it was certain that their sneak attack had failed, then they could only proceed with brute force! Coming to a decision instantly, he ordered, "Notify the men below. Let all mecha activate in advance. Break the shells now and attack!" His orders were transmitted to the metal eggs and those eggs which had yet to enter the range of the cannons suddenly burst open. From within them, activated mecha emerged to descend swiftly, zooming towards the ground. "Godd*mmit, these cannons can¡¯t prate the beam shields of the mecha," said amanding officer, frustrated. He had observed this scene from a watchtower with an infrared telescope. Initially, he was hoping to destroy a few more of these metal eggs so that there would be fewer enemy mechanding on the¡¯s surface. The fewer the better, but now it looked like things would not be that easy. The enemy was very alert ¡ª seeing that their sneak attack had failed, they had immediately switched to a direct attack. Following the appearance of the mecha, the initially silent radars suddenly began screeching. Countless dots representing the enemies¡¯ mecha popped up all over the radar disy. By this point, everyone now knew that those metal eggs must have some radar-shielding functions. It was lucky that themander had been astute enough to see through the ruse and had told them to give up on the radars in favour of infrared telescopes instead. Although their search range would be limited by 7 to 8 times less, at least they had not been blind anymore and had been able to locate the invading enemy ... The first few enemy mecha were already close to the ground. Just as they were rejoicing over their fortune in evading the cannonfire, they were struck in quick session by several beam shots. A few unprepared enemy mecha died instantly, exploding. It turned out that the mecha columns waiting on the ground had all fired when they saw the enemynd, weing these enemy mecha with their beam guns. Soon, the ground mecha forces and the enemy mecha descending from the skies began to fight. The mes of war very rapidly spread to the ground ¡ª when an errant missile fired by god-knows-who shot into the dormitory district of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, the already startled awake district was instantly enveloped by a localised beam shield ... those inside could note out, while those outside could not go in either. Unless the administration of the academy decided to override and get the mainframe to turn it off or an external force destroyed the shield, the shield would stand. If thetter happened, it would pretty much spell the loss of the Federation. The final oue would be theplete annihtion of all the students in the dormitory district ... Themander of ground control saw the dazzling beam shield appearing suddenly behind the ground troops, and he could not help but be greatly annoyed. Wasn¡¯t this just setting up a clear target for the enemy? Telling them: quick,e attack this spot ... Which idiot had designed this procedure? Although it must have been out of good intentions 1 , in the darkness of the night, set against such a chaotic andplicated attack situation, this was an absolutely foolish and reckless response. Worried, themander could not help but growl angrily at the officer beside him, "Godd*mmit, let the frontline warriors hold off the offence! We must not let the enemy¡¯s attacks reach the dormitory district of the military academy ..." The future seedlings of hope of the Federation were there. Any students who could enter the First Men¡¯s Military Academy were sure to be the top talents of the Federation. Every single one was an elite with great potential which they could not afford to lose. Right then, Little Four was still trying to make contact with those out of reach satellites, but unfortunately, till now, he had had no luck at all. He could not find any bit of signal from the various major satellites; this made him feel rather discouraged. He understood that the moment he left the virtual world and had his signal jammed by the enemy, he would be worthless ... Luckily, he had perfectlypleted the task his boss had assigned to him. He had taken the images from the invasion of Demonbeast 6 years ago and modified them to fabricate an image of the attack tonight. Then, faking a satellite transmission, he had sent the images to the intelligence department of ground control, giving the ground troops enough time to prepare. Watching those enemies descending from the skies being caught off guard by the ground forces, Little Four was pumped up. At the same time, he found his admiration for his boss growing even further, even thinking for a moment that his boss was a god, being able to guess so urately how the enemy was invading! Frankly, Little Four was overthinking things. Ling Lan had only hoped for the ground forces to be prepared, and the invasion of Demonbeast 6 years ago just so happened to be an air invasion as well, which fit the situation tonight very well. Thus, Ling Lan had made an impromptu decision to borrow the images from then. In fact, Ling Lan had no idea who the invading enemy was tonight or how they were attacking. It should be said that Ling Lan¡¯s luck was extraordinary ¡ª the images she had asked Little Four to send just so happened to match the truth. This great stroke of luck deftly concealed any sign of her interference. In the post-war analysister on, both the Federation and Caesar woulde to the same conclusion, believing that Caesar¡¯s satellite shielding technology was not sufficiently advanced, thus allowing one of the satellites to capture and transmit the images of their sneak attack ... the difference, however, was that the Federation would be relieved and gleeful about this point, while Caesar would be frustrated that the w in their technology had appeared at such a critical moment. Still, as the battle progressed, the enemy adjusted to the situation and the inherent uncertainty of battle began to reveal itself. The fighting soon spread across the ground, and massive numbers of casualties began to appear among the ground forces. Meanwhile, an endless stream of mecha continued to descend from above ... this made Little Four feel somewhat unsettled. At a loss, Little Four could only run back to ask for his boss¡¯s opinion, taking the opportunity to update his boss on the current battle situation as well. Frankly, as they were moving, when Ling Lan had seen the dormitory district suddenly be a shining beacon, she had sensed that the situation might soon be unfavourable for the Federation. Now, hearing Little Four¡¯s report, she knew that if the satellites continued to be sealed away so reinforcements could not be summoned in time, it would be very difficult for the ground forces to hold out for long on their own. Ling Lan was well aware of the power of a mecha. It was impossible to destroy even just amon lower mecha without suicidal-style attacks from a whole column of warriors 2 . They needed to send out the news of the attack here as soon as possible. Ling Lan made a split decision to use the emergency helpline her father had given to her before he had left 3 . Ling Lan and Ling Xiao were all disciples of the Divine Command Sect. As a sect specialising in the cultivation of spiritual power, they naturally possessed a way to request for backup without the need for advanced high-tech signals. Before Ling Xiao had departed from the academy, because he just could not push aside his worry, he had deposited a cord of his spiritual power within Ling Lan¡¯s mind. If Ling Lan found herself in any danger, she would only need to shake and detonate Ling Xiao¡¯s spiritual power. No matter how far away Ling Xiao was, he would be able to sense a disturbance in his spiritual power. Even though he would not be able to know the specific details, this strange urrence would be enough to let Ling Xiao know that Ling Lan was in danger. Ling Lan decisively shook and detonated Ling Xiao¡¯s cord of spiritual power. Her body jerked and her face turned pale. Detonating spiritual power stored within one¡¯s mind would deal a certain amount of damage to the bearer; this was also why Ling Xiao had emphasised that this method should only be used when she felt the situation was extremely dire ... the strange shift in Ling Lan¡¯s condition drew the attention of herpanions. Qi Long asked quietly, "Boss, are you alright?" "I¡¯m fine. We should increase our pace. Time is running out," said Ling Lan calmly, forcibly suppressing the difort she felt in her spiritual power. After that, her speed picked up once more. Seeing Ling Lan speed up like nothing was wrong, herpanions let out a sigh of relief and rxed. They sped up after Ling Lan. Only Li Lanfeng frowned as he stared at Ling Lan¡¯s still paleplexion, a trace of worry shing across his eyes ... Right then, on the military ship of the 23rd Division¡¯s assessment team, seated on the captain¡¯s seat, resting, Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes suddenly sprang open. He shot up in his seat, his initially mild and gentle aura turning cold in an instant. This caused the nonchntly chatting officers by his side to fall silent instantly, turning to stare in bewilderment at this usually always mild-mannered sir general. Ling Xiao had no mind to keep up appearances at this time, because he had sensed a sudden tug on his spiritual self. This meant that the spiritual deposit he had left in Ling Lan¡¯s mind had been hit and dispersed by someone. "Contact the First Men¡¯s Military Academy immediately. Find out what¡¯s going on there ..." ordered Ling Xiao with an icy expression. Without a smile on his face, Ling Xiao actually looked a lot like Ling Lan ¡ª as expected of a father and a daughter. "Contact established. The other party has responded that all is as usual," the operator responsible for externalmunications quickly replied. Ling Xiao frowned when he heard this. If Ling Lan had detonated the spiritual power he had left in her mind, that must mean that some huge problem she could not handle on her own had cropped up where she was ... he immediately tried to connect to Ling Lan¡¯smunicator but only received a busy signal in return. A cold glint passed through Ling Xiao¡¯s eyes, and he attempted to contact the old principal of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy, but still, all he received was just a busy signal. Ling Xiao¡¯s gaze had be extremely shadowed by this time. He lifted his head to order once more, "Submit a request to the other side. Tell them we will be arriving at Newline tomorrow and to please allow us safe passage." The operator was taken aback, but he very quickly transmitted Ling Xiao¡¯s words over to the other side. A few secondster, the other party responded and the operator immediately reported, "General, the other side answered that Newline is currently off-limits to all visitors. The ban will only be lifted three dayster. They hope we will cooperate and change our flight n or wait for the ban to lift." "Something has really happened." By now, there was no longer any doubt in Ling Xiao¡¯s mind. His request had only been a probe ¡ª having just departed from Newline themselves, he naturally knew there was no so-called ban order for Newline. "Activate aunch port immediately. I¡¯m going to pilot over to Newline." Ling Xiao leapt to his feet and rushed anxiously toward the hold doors. His daughter¡¯s life was in danger ¡ª how could he just sit here as a father? He needed to get over there as soon as possible. The speed of a god-ss mecha was 4 times faster than a warship, and when pushed to high gear, it could go up to as much as 7 times faster. "General, that¡¯s too dangerous!" Hearing what Ling Xiao nned to do, Adjutant Qiao became flustered. He quickly rushed over as well to advise Ling Xiao against this n of action. Ling Xiao snapped his head around to re fiercely at Adjutant Qiao, causing the other to cower instinctively. "This is an order!" Leaving these four words behind him, Ling Xiao vanished through the hold doors ... "Domain ..." The highest ranked officer on the ship, a senior colonel, broke the shocked silence of the subdued crowd. Adjutant Qiao looked at the senior colonel and then looked at the rest of the crew, then, with a firm step, he once more chased after the general. As the adjutant to the general, he had to stop the general from taking this personal risk. Chapter 360: The Mecha Storehouse! Chapter 360: The Mecha Storehouse! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Adjutant Qiao¡¯s departure made a subtle sneer tug at the corners of the senior colonel¡¯s lips, a trace of mockery shing through his eyes. The general had already dered that this was an order, yet this Adjutant Qiao was being so obtuse ¡ª it looked like once they returned, Adjutant Qiao would probably be dismissed from service. The senior colonel walked over to the JMC¡¯s position and watched as the JMC carried out his guide duties and swiftlyunched with the general inside. drew a trail of stars across the starry skies as it flew off in the direction of Newline. In just a few seconds, they could no longer see any sign of its figure ... On the screen, all that remained was the dejected Adjutant Qiao. "Sir, what do we do now?" As the person holding the highest rank after the general, he was originally supposed to be the true leader of the assessment team, so the other officers naturally turned to him for direction. "What to do? Of course we will follow the general to Newline. Also, send a report to the Federation mainframe about Newline being in danger," ordered the senior colonel. They could not let the general fight solo; they needed the mainframe to deploy a strong fleet over to assist as soon as possible. Although the senior colonel had faith in the general, it was always good to y it a little safe. The senior colonel¡¯s words were greeted with enthusiastic agreement by the other officers. Thus, the military ship swiftly sent a report off to the Federation mainframe, changing directions at the same time to follow after Ling Xiao¡¯s mecha, flying rapidly towards Newline ... ******** After rapid marching for more than 10 minutes, Ling Lan and her group of about 100 New Cadet Regiment members finally arrived at the exclusive mecha storehouse of the First Men¡¯s Military Academy. The storehouse stored various mecha of different grades, to be used during the practical training of control skills of the cadets. Usually, these mecha would be sealed away in the storehouse and could not be easily essed by the students. "Boss, the storehouse doors have been broken open already. Someone has entered before us." Moving ahead of the others, Qi Long had led several others from Ling Lan¡¯s team to scout ahead. They were the first to make contact with the main doors of the mecha storehouse and had immediately noticed that the doors which should have been shut tight were actually utched and remained half-opened. Seeing this, Qi Long quickly ran back to where Ling Lan was to report this situation to her. Ling Lan was taken aback by the news. Frowning, she thought, ¡¯Could it be that someone had decided to do the same thing I was nning to do?¡¯ This spection of Ling Lan¡¯s was based on the fact that the mecha within the mecha storehouse were all trainee mecha for students and not proper battle mecha. The weapons equipped on these mecha were only the most basic types, which had a much lower damage output than true battle mecha. Generally, soldiers would not choose to use mecha from the academy storehouse to fight. Furthermore, all the academy instructors had their own personal mecha and so would note to retrieve any mecha from here either. The only possible candidates remaining were the academy cadets. Ling Lan could not help but be curious over the student who hade to the same conclusion she had. Who were they? If she could befriend them, Ling Lan would not mind getting to know the student whose mind had walked the same path as hers. As she was unsure about the situation inside the storehouse and was afraid that their entry would cause the party before them to misunderstand, Ling Lan asked the team leaders to pass on the word ¡ª when they entered the storehouse, the team members were to maintain silence and make as little noise as possible. The storehouse doors were shoved wider by a few of them, and then the New Cadet Regiment began to slip inside in an orderly manner. The moment they entered the storehouse, they saw countless tall and formidable steel mecha standing before them. Everyone felt their heart rate pick up ¡ª they would soon be able to touch and use these greatbat weapons. Ling Lan nced at the mecha right at the frontmost end of the storehouse and saw that they were all trainee mecha from the major three categories 1 . Besides the requisite cold weapon, trainee mecha were not equipped with any long-range firearm. Ling Lan decisively turned away from these mecha ¡ª trainee mecha were just going to be sitting ducks; using them on the battlefield was just asking to die. She motioned for the New Cadet Regiment members to follow her onwards. Because she had investigated beforehand, Ling Lan was well aware what level the members of the New Cadet Regiment who followed her were at in terms of control skills in the virtual world. Those trainee mecha operators and lower mecha operators had already been removed by her; all who remained were intermediate mecha operators and above. It wasn¡¯t that Ling Lan looked down on those lower level students, but thebat power of a lower mecha operator was just too weak in a real battle. The death rate for low-level mecha operators was as high as 80%. Even though the 20% who managed to survive were likely to be strong fighters in their own right, the key point was that they needed to survive first. Ling Lan felt that unnecessary death should be avoided. It would be best to wait for these students¡¯ skills to advance further before letting them go out and fight. That way, more would survive and the future would be just as lovely. Therefore, in order to ensure their safety, Ling Lan decisively removed those lower level mecha operators from her group, only keeping those members who were at the level of intermediate mecha operator and above. This was another reason why this New Cadet Regiment group had suddenly shrunk by over 200 people. Those mecha operators who were able to be intermediate mecha operators in such a short amount of time were all certain to be outstanding in terms of talent and heart. As long as these people were baptised by war, they were sure to grow even faster! The mecha storehouse was pitch dark and silent. They could not see the figures of those who had entered before them. When the first person of their group stepped into the mecha storehouse, the sensor light turned on automatically. The initially dark mecha storehouse was instantly bathed in bright light. Although this situation startled the mentally unprepared students, they remembered Boss Lan¡¯s instructions and did not utter any sounds of shock. After that, seeing how steady their schoolmates were, they very quickly regained theirposure. In the vast mecha storehouse, only the orderly sound of the New Cadet Regiment¡¯s footsteps could be heard. Ling Lan led the way at a clipped pace for about 3 minutes, skipping past all the lower mecha sections along the way, and soon, they had arrived at the intermediate mecha section. Finally seeing some mecha which had several more types of long-range and close-range weapons, Ling Lan halted in satisfaction. "Schoolmates, those who have already achieved intermediate mecha warrior status in Mecha World, please choose a mecha you are familiar with." ncing at the time on hermunicator, she instructed, "Remember, you all only have ten minutes to get used to your mecha. Once time is up, you all will be led out by your respective team leaders. Overall, we return to that same idea ¡ª keep your calm when you sight an enemy. Be mindful of teamwork; don¡¯t rush into the fray on your own. Also, work hard to return and see me again alive!" "Yes, Regiment Commander!" Ling Lan¡¯s words reverberated in the silence of the storehouse, stoking the excitement of the near 80 students, causing them to shout loudly in response 2 . With a wave of Ling Lan¡¯s right hand, these people swiftly boarded the mecha they aimed for respectively. Those mecha were the ones they were endlessly familiar with inside Mecha World. Of course, the mecha in Mecha World and the actual machines were sure to have some differences, but it was overallrgely the same. Familiarising themselves with these mecha was not a very difficult thing ¡ª this was also why Ling Lan had only allocated them 10 minutes to adjust. Of course, no one was dumb enough to go and select an unfamiliar mecha. Everyone understood that even if there were mecha much better than the one they piloted, they still could not choose it now. They would only be able to bring out the full capabilities of a mecha they were familiar with, and whether they could do so would be the key determining whether they lived or died on the battlefield. Students who could make it into the Central Scout Academy were originally already an outstanding bunch, and among them, those who could even consider going into the First Men¡¯s Military Academy were the most exceptional of the group. They did notck rationality orposure, so they knew what they should do. Watching as these people began busying themselves adjusting to the real world mecha, Ling Lan nodded silently. She turned her head to look at the remaining students by her side. There were only 35 left. Other than her team¡¯s own 7 members, there were 28 other members. Twenty-one of these were the team leaders of the various teams in the New Cadet Regiment. As expected of those capable of being team leaders, they were all the most exceptional of the lot. Of the 27 teams within the New Cadet Regiment, only 6 team leaders were not yet at this level. Meanwhile, of the remaining 7 advanced mecha operators, 4 were members of Wu Jiong¡¯s team, which included Ye Xu, while the other 3 were from Li Yingjie¡¯s team. Without question, Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s team members were obviously stronger than those of the other teams. Ling Lan mentally acknowledged the strength of Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s teams, but unbeknownst to her, in the eyes of the members of those two teams, Ling Lan¡¯s team was strong beyond understanding. When they saw the seven people following closely behind Ling Lan as they walked over together to the advanced mecha section, their expressions could not help but shift, a trace of shock and awe appearing in their eyes. They were naturally astounded by the fact that all of the members of Ling Lan¡¯s team had actually managed to achieve advanced mecha warrior status. (At present, they still did not know about the three new members of Ling Lan¡¯s team, and so thought that Ling Lan¡¯s team still only consisted of the original six 3 .) At the same time, they were utterly convinced ¡ª sure enough, Boss Ling Lan was Boss Ling Lan. Even the members under him were strong beyond reason. It made sense if you think about it. Boss Ling Lan was already so strong ¡ª if a team member was too weak, what right did he have to follow Ling Lan? Just like that, Ling Lan led the 35 students into the advanced mecha section. Two more minutes passed and Ling Lan quickly urged the remaining members to board their selected mecha. The time this group had to adjust to the real mecha was only 8 minutes. As they wanted to meet up again with the members at the intermediate mecha section, they could only take 2 minutes out of their allocated adjustment time. That said, those who had advanced to advanced mecha operator at this age were all the extremely talented prodigies of mecha control. Eight minutes for them to familiarise themselves with real mecha was definitely no problem at all. After settling all of this, Ling Lan ordered Little Four to contact Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie to tell them which section toe to. He sent the exact coordinates of their location in the storehouse to the two, preventing them from wasting time. After all, they too needed some time to adjust to the mecha ¡ª each extra second of adjustment time meant an increase in the chances of survival. Fortunately, the direction of the anti-air shelter was roughly the same as the mecha storehouse, just at a slightly different angle. As Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie had left ahead of this party, they were not slowed down by much. Based off their reply, they had just arrived at the storehouse. At their speed, they should catch up within three minutes. Ling Lan calcted for a moment ¡ª with Wu Jiong¡¯s and Li Yingjie¡¯s skills, the remaining 5 minutes¡¯ time was sufficient for them to adjust to real advanced mecha. At this thought, she rxed and gave her team a heads up. She was nning to go to a secret room Little Four had discovered. That room was deeper into the storehouse, in the innermost area of the advanced mecha section. From the outside, it looked like they were already at the end of the section, but in truth, there was a whole new world behind that wall. Chapter 361: Kings of Massacre! Chapter 361: Kings of Massacre! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan¡¯s curiosity was piqued because, thus far, she had yet toe across a single person (or group) who had hit upon the same idea as she had but acted before she did. She did not notice any human figures within the storehouse, and neither was there any sign of mecha having been flown out. Thus, Ling Lan concluded that the other party was very likely still inside the secret room. Ling Lan wondered why the other party had disregarded the advanced mecha all around them, instead choosing to enter that secret space. Was it that the secret space had some secret stashed within it? Could it be that it contained a special-ss mecha or something even superior to that? Even though Ling Lan felt that it was impossible for the military academy to possessbat mecha as terrifying as ace mecha, Ling Lan¡¯s curiosity could not be satisfied without taking a peek at what could be inside. Since she was alone, Ling Lan unsealed all restrictions on her speed. If anyone had been next to her, they would have sensed that Ling Lan¡¯s movements were as fast as the wind. There was no way an average person¡¯s vision could keep up with her speed; all they might have sensed would have been a shadow flickering before their eyes, but in the next second, she would have disappeared without a trace. Very soon, Ling Lan arrived at the end of the mecha hold, and the sight that greeted her was that of a broad wall. The average person arriving at this point would conclude that this was the end of the line and turn back. Ling Lan, however, strode forward and put her hands on the wall. Then, she bent her legs into a half-squat and, locking herself firmly into a horse stance while sinking her qi into her core, she forcefully moved both hands towards the right. On the petite forearm that peeked out of her sleeve, there appeared, shockingly, several bulging veins, a testament to the degree of force that Ling Lan was applying. The ¡¯ga-ga-ga¡¯ of gears locking teeth could be heard as the whole expanse of white wall was unbelievably shifted over a metre by Ling Lan through brute force, revealing a tunnel into which Ling Lan immediately darted. With a p, the white wall returned to its original position, looking once more like the unremarkable, seamless white wall it had appeared to be at the start. "How dare they break the electric motorization systems inside!" Ling Lan exhaled as she darted into the tunnel. She only had to exert that much force because whoever had entered before her had dared to sabotage the electric motorization systems, probably to avoid detection. This had left Little Four no opportunity to put his skills to use, so relying on Ling Lan¡¯s brute force had been the only way to enter. If not for the fact that she had achieved half step to Domain, attempting to disce this entire stone wall weighing over 100,000 catties would have really been a tall order. However, after entering the tunnel, Ling Lan¡¯s progress was exceptionally smooth, as the sabotage of the electric motorization systems had left the few other traps useless. After a minute and a half of quick running, Ling Lan came to the end of the tunnel where she was greeted by the sight of a tall, wide, thick and heavy steel b of a door. Just as Ling Lan picked up her pace to get to it ... "Regiment Commander, are we really going to activate these mecha? If we¡¯re discovered by the military academy surveince team, we¡¯re gonna get severely punished, possibly even expelled from the academy!" A shrill, panicky voiceing from the other side of the door was clearly projected into Ling Lan¡¯s ears. Owing to the extreme destructive power of mecha, the military academy had always regted them strictly. Unless a situation called for the need to pilot one, students were normally forbidden from interacting with the mecha freely. Now that the other side obviously intended to seize the opportunity amidst the chaos to take possession of mecha, the timid among them would inevitably be on tenterhooks. Ling Lan instantly stalled her footsteps upon hearing this, her expression bing wary. It looked like it was not going to be one person or even a few, as she had imagined, but a whole crowd to match her group in numbers. "The military academy sounding the emergency rm signalling an attack with no warning, that¡¯s not normal. To get a handle on the situation, I sent Xiao Yan to steal the ground troops¡¯ intelligence ... you¡¯ve all seen the information, it¡¯s grim out there. It could well be that a huge fight is about to go down. If we can¡¯t pilot the strongest mecha here, what¡¯s likely is that we will be the enemy¡¯s cannon fodder and I absolutely will not stand for it," said a cold, self-important voice. It was evident from the speaker¡¯s steely tone that they felt extremely pessimistic that the oue of this battle would favour the ground troops. "When that happens, let alone the academy surveince team, not even the military academy is guaranteed to survive," the frigid voice continued to exin. The others fell silent at this speech, neither denying nor affirming it. It seemed like the military academy¡¯s strict rules still filled many of them with dread. Just then, a boorish voiceined, "The regimentmander brought us here because he trusted us, and what he¡¯s saying is the in truth. Don¡¯t you get it? If things go south, the regimentmander will bear even greater responsibility. If the regimentmander¡¯s not even scared, what are you all afraid of? Anyways, I don¡¯t want to die, nor do I want to be a captive of the enemy. Regiment Commander, I¡¯m right behind you." At the end of these words, many of them cheered loudly, quickly raising the morale and quashing the others¡¯ doubts. Ling Lan wondered, was the speaker just a mouthpiece for that regimentmander? Or did they truly put that much faith in their regimentmander? "Since no one has any further objections, let¡¯s get into the mecha right away. We leave from thisunch port in three minutes," the cold voice ordered without giving the others another chance to voice their opinions. "Yes, Regiment Commander ..." they responded in chorus, but then one voice abruptly raised a question. "Regiment Commander, aren¡¯t you going to inform Boss Huo and the others to join us?" This gave Ling Lan a surprise; it seemed that these people were very likely of the Leiting Mecha n, which would make their regimentmander none other than the infamous Thunder King. If it turned out to be that Thunder King ... Ling Lan¡¯s gaze cooled slightly. It looked like she would have to be more cautious when she fought Leiting in the future. This Thunder King was an astute judge of circumstances. She had only dared to act because she had confirmation from Little Four. However, the Thunder King could only have acted after the rm had sounded, boldly ordering his subordinates to steal the ground troops¡¯ intelligence, and then using extremely sparse information to determine the possible oues and taking the appropriate course of action ... even Ling Lan would hardly dare to be as decisive as the Thunder King without Little Four¡¯s help, possibly needing to ponder it a little more first. Ling Lan sensed the difference between herself and the Thunder King in terms of judging circumstances, acknowledging her inexperience. As expected, one who could dominate the First Men¡¯s Military Academy was no fool! Ling Lan¡¯s gaze took on a sombre cast. The Thunder King, whom she had not thought much of previously, was now firmly noted by her. "What we¡¯re doing now vites school regtions, so naturally the fewer who know about it the better. We¡¯re all people most trusted by Boss ... If anyone else is informed about this, if news of it leaks by ident and the academy surveince team finds out, they wille and stop us. When that happens, not a single one of us will get mecha." This answer to the earlier question did note from the cold voice, but the boorish one which had first supported that leader. The Thunder King did not exin anything, appearing to tacitly agree with what the boorish voice had said ... Ling Lan could not help but furrow her brow briefly, disapproving of the Thunder King¡¯s response. Ling Lan believed that if a team was unable to endure through thick and thin together, it would only breed distrust and envy amongst themselves ¡ª by then there would be no need for such a team. If it couldn¡¯t be helped, one could take the blunt approach, and take those who were deemed unfit to be in the team and expel them ... A leader allowing such distrust and envy to develop within his team, in Ling Lan¡¯s eyes, was a failure. The exnation given by the boorish voice must have been epted by the rest since no more talk was heard after that. Very soon, Ling Lan heard the sound of several mecha activating. Ling Lan listened closely for a while, then cross-checked Little Four¡¯s notes on the mecha andrgely concluded that the mecha activated by these people were all special-ss mecha. Special-ss mecha, despite being only half a level above advanced mecha in name, were as different as the sky from earthpared to advanced mecha due to this simple half-level. Operators of special-ss mecha were already at the level of mecha master, whereas operators of advanced mecha could only be mecha warriors. If they were to enter a squad, an advanced mecha warrior¡¯s highest military rank would be senior captain while a special-ss mecha master¡¯s rank would at least be major. The knowledge that there were actually special-ss mecha behind the metal door made Ling Lan secretly happy. Being able to operate a slightly better mecha would allow her to more fully realize herbat ability, which was undoubtedly the best for her. Even in her delight, Ling Lan did not forget to count the number of mecha that had been activated, eventually discovering that there were, in fact, no small number of men inside; fifteen by her estimates. Yet Ling Lan could not be certain if the Thunder King was among them. After all, it was rumoured that the Thunder King was already at ace level ... Ling Lan was unsure if this military academy¡¯s storehouse contained the battlefield¡¯s Kings of Massacre ¡ª ace mecha. Just then, a mecha that sounded different from the rest was suddenly activated. Hearing that, Ling Lan¡¯s expression was initially of surprise, followed quickly by joy, because she could tell that this new mecha activation sound most likely belonged to an ace mecha. Could it be that, inside this military academy¡¯s storehouse, there really were ace mecha, the battlefield¡¯s Kings of Massacre? At this thought, Ling Lan¡¯s heart surged. Even Ling Lan could not resist the temptation of a chance to operate the battlefield¡¯s Kings of Massacre. Ling Lan¡¯s re of excitementsted for only a moment. She quickly calmed down and began withdrawing her presence, even activating her innate talent to cause her body to be as cold as ice, practically wiping out her original body heat. Ling Lan had not forgotten that there were many kinds of automatic scanning features equipped on an ace mecha, one of which was thermal scanning. Once anything was discovered by the mecha, it would proactively warn the operator. This was also one of the reasons why ace mecha could be the kings of the battlefield. Of course, the various fittings on imperial mecha and god-ss mecha were definitely more powerful than those on an ace mecha, but it was precisely because they were too powerful, their destructive power too terrifying ¡ª it was said that even one attack by an imperial mecha would be able to turn an area several hundred li in circumference into a wastnd, not to mention the capabilities of god-ss mecha which represented the ultimate might of a nation ¡ª that unless it was a matter that shook the very foundations of the country, they could only be used as a force for deterrence and would not really be deployed as the main force in a battle ... All this was because even though humans had built weapons with such terrifying destructive power, they were also frightened of the weapons¡¯ might at the same time. In order to restrict other nations from deploying these terrifying weapons, all gctic nations in the human world entered into an agreement that, on the battlefield, it was absolutely forbidden to allow those ultimate weapons above the level of ace mecha to show up ... This was why ace mecha were known as the Kings of Massacre ¡ª they were the most powerful weapons allowed on the battlefield. It could be said that the number of ace operators and the extent of their abilities would determine the final victor or loser in a war. Chapter 362: Thunder King Qiao Ting! Chapter 362: Thunder King Qiao Ting! Trantor: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan carefully controlled her body temperature. At this time, she was quite grateful that her innate talent was Ice Affinity, allowing her to make her body temperature match the temperature of the surroundings or even lower. If she had not had this ability, her only option right now would have been to retreat out of the tunnel immediately. "Eh?" A surprised cry suddenly rang out from behind the metal door. This gave Ling Lan a fright as she thought she had been discovered. This surprised cry was even louder than the voices of conversation prior to this. Ling Lan knew that the other must have been using the speakers of the mecha so that all the other mecha masters could hear him. This was the reality without the presence of cheat code Little Four ¡ª members from different battle ns could not use the n-specificms channel tomunicate. This proved that these people were not all from the same battle n. "Regiment Commander, what¡¯s wrong?" Hearing this startled cry, everyone inside the room reflexively paused, and someone soon spoke up to ask. "I found that there is quite a crowd now in the advanced mecha section at the front of the storehouse. Quite a few mecha have already been activated," their regimentmander replied. It looked like after he sessfully activated the ace mecha, he had discovered the situation in the mecha storehouse under the sensor prompting of the mecha A.I.. "Actually having the same idea as us? Looks like quite a few people havee to the same conclusion as you, Regiment Commander, not optimistic about the oue of this battle," someone suddenly eximed. "The military academy is air of crouching tigers and hidden dragons 1 ¡ª for someone to think the same as me is not unusual," responded the regimentmander dispassionately. This injected exnation from the side dampened his curiosity quite a bit. Moreover, those others were only within the mecha storehouse area and had only gotten as far as the advanced mecha section at most. It could be imagined that these people were not very high level in terms of mecha operation. If they were already at the level of special-ss operator, they should have managed to make their way to this area. With this thought, the regimentmander tossed his discovery of these people to the back of his mind. He paused and then asked those present, "Are you all ready? If everything is ready, I¡¯ll activate theunch port tunnel now." "Regiment Commander, I¡¯m OK!" "Regiment Commander, I¡¯m ready." "Regiment Commander, everything is good to go." Soon, there was a messy chorus of responses. Seeing everyone give the OK, the regimentmander activated theunch port. Ling Lan sensed that the regimentmander¡¯s attention was no longer on the outside, so she silently asked Little Four whether he could project the situation inside to her. Little Four told her it was no problem ¡ª Ling Lan¡¯s current level of spiritual power was enough to support this distance of long-range infiltration. Not long after, a video feed of the situation inside was disyed in Ling Lan¡¯s mind-space. Inside the metal doors, it was still an extremely vast mecha storehouse. To both sides of the doors were many neat rows of ck mecha. Although there were some minor alterations in particr spots on these mecha, overall, they werergely the same. Each mecha gave off a strong sense of fearsome power. Ling Lan did a rough count. Each side had about 80 mecha, so there were about 160 mecha total. It could be guaranteed that in the entire academy, there were actually not that many students who had already achieved special-ss operator status. Based on a distribution of one person per mecha, there would at most be 160 people or so. Besides, the military academy would of course prepare a few extra just in case. Otherwise, if someone suddenly advanced to special-ss operator status, without a special-ss mecha to match, the title of First Men¡¯s Military Academy would truly be a joke. Ling Lan was now well aware that this type of ck mecha that differed from the standard Federation mecha was actually the Federation¡¯s special-ss mecha. At special ss, mecha would begin to disy signs of personalisation. This was because at this stage, the skills and techniques of operators would shift from the original regted movements into their own personalised style of operation. However, at this point, their style would not be properly developed yet. As regr advanced mecha could only ept standardmands, they could not satisfy the demands of an operator¡¯s personalised operation style. Yet an ace mecha provided too much freedom in its controls that a special-ss operator who had just stepped into the world of personalised operation would not be able to handle it well. Under these circumstances, in order for these exceptional control seedlings to smoothly break through and advance to ace mecha master status, after much dedicated research and design by several generations of mecha engineers, the Federation finally created this sort of special-ss mecha to bridge the gap between advanced mecha and ace mecha. Thus, special-ss mecha were notpletely outside the scope of standardised mecha, but at the same time, they also possessed some individualistic characteristics like ace mecha. Back during the assassination attempt on Ling Lan when she was six, that team of ck mecha which had appeared to help her was in fact a Federation mecha battle n of special-ss operators. However, up till now, Ling Lan still had not been able to find out who it was exactly who had helped her. Ling Lan saw these tall and mighty mecha, and she understood why this secret storehouse needed to be installed with aunch tunnel of its own. The passage she had entered to get here did not have enough height or room to let these mecha walk out. Of course, what made Ling Lan drool with want was not these mecha; right across from the metal doors stood a row of just five mecha. Each of these mecha looked different, possessing clearly unique characteristics of its own. One of these mecha had already been activated at present and had been piloted out of its original fixed secured dock. Ling Lan saw a long-rangeser gun, which was about two-thirds the mecha¡¯s height, slung across the mecha¡¯s back, as well as a standard beam gun equipped on the mecha, and she knew that this mecha was primarily a long-range attack type. That aside, theunch port the other had mentioned was to the right-hand side of the metal doors. There was a circr tunnel there with enough space inside to amodate four mecha. Right now, the ess door to the tunnel had been opened. A special-ss mecha at the forefront walked through it and the ess door was quickly shut. When the three warning lights over the door all turned green, a deep, dull sound could be heard ... "Boom!" Ling Lan felt a strong shockwave rush over her where she stood. Immediately afterwards, the mecha inside theunch port wasunched high up into the air by arge force, springing up several dozens of metres in one shot. In the instant it wasunched into the air, the mecha¡¯s engines began to roar. Borrowing the force from theunch and the power of its thrusters, the mecha instantly shot out from theunch port tunnel to fly above the military academy ... It looked like the people of Leiting were already familiar with this type ofunch system. They walked into the port one by one to beunched into the skies. The final one to enter the port was the regimentmander controlling the ace mecha. Recalling the rumours she had heard a while back, Ling Lan could already confirm that this regimentmander must be the Thunder King Qiao Ting who had sessfully advanced to be an ace operator. For some reason, after Qiao Ting had entered the tunnel, right when the automatic doors were about to close, the head of his mecha abruptly turned to look in the direction of the metal doors. This unexpected action startled Ling Lan ¡ª had the other sensed her? Very soon, the automatic doors slid shut and she could no longer see the silhouette of the mecha. As expected, a few secondster, Qiao Ting wasunched out of the port like the other special-ss operators. Only then did Ling Lan rx. Still, just to be sure, Ling Lan quietly waited for about a minute before approaching the metal door. Little Four checked and found that the electrical systems of this metal door had not been tampered with. Perhaps after reaching this point, the other party had been afraid that theunch port inside the room would be affected if they destroyed the systems here. Thus, they had chosen to enter normally without applying brute force. As long as the systems were working normally, Ling Lan could just walk in easy as a breeze with the help of the cheat code Little Four. As she passed by the special-ss mecha, she found herself feeling somewhat regretful that none of the New Cadet Regiment members had reached the level of special-ss operator. She suddenly thought of that special-ss operator friend of the leopard ¡ª if he joined her team, then he would have been able toe operate these mecha. Ling Lan¡¯s aim right now was naturally not the special-ss mecha; her objective was those few ace mecha. Being able to operate an ace mecha in real life was something Ling Lan had been dreaming of. Back then on Demonbeast, the mecha Ling Lan had been operating was actually not an ace mecha but a special-ss mecha. In the military, special-ss mecha were lumped together under the term ace mecha, with only the words ¡¯secondary¡¯ or ¡¯substitute¡¯ added to the title. Those three ¡¯ace¡¯ mecha she had finished off then had also only been special-ss operators of Twilight. After a period of baptism in war, special-ss operators would gradually form and perfect their individual operation style and techniques, which would allow them to officially ascend to ace operator status. This was why they were called ¡¯substitute aces¡¯ by the ground forces. It should be said that Ling Lan was very lucky that she had not truly encountered true ace operators back then. Otherwise, with her barely formed operation style, even if she had only been up against one battle-experienced ace operator, she would have been hard-pressed to win, not to mention that she had been up against three mecha operators back then. Since Qiao Ting had taken one of the ace mecha, there were only four mecha remaining. Still, Ling Lan was transfixed by them, staring at them with abnormal excitement. Aside from appearing humanoid like the other mecha, the leftmost mecha had two wings sprouting from its back at a diagonal angle. Based on Ling Lan¡¯s knowledge, this should be a transformer-type mecha. In other words, it would be a humanoid mecha at close range, and transform into a flying mecha when attacking at long range. It could be considered one of the more bnced mecha. This mecha¡¯s specialty was speed. None of the other ace mecha here would be able to match it in terms of speed; even its close-rangebat manoeuvres would be based on speed. However, what would showcase its speed best was when it transformed into its aviation mode. At that time, putting its entire power into it, at top speed, it would be able to draw away or pull in close in an instant. This would guarantee that an enemy would be unable to ditch it regardless if they were close-range mecha or long-range mecha. At the same time, this speed was also a means of protection. Whenever its operator found themselves on the losing end, they would be able to pull away swiftly and escape from the opponent¡¯s attack range. If amon mecha were to meet this type of mecha in battle, it would be destroyed by it without having any chance to counterattack at all. As for its long-range capabilities, other than that long-range humanoid mecha Qiao Ting had piloted away, only the bestial mecha known as the might have some advantage against it. The second mecha in the line-up was precisely the mecha that was just mentioned previously. It was the mecha that might overpower the transformer ace mecha by a head in terms of long-range attacks ¡ª the bestial ace mecha