Chapter 1450: NO．66：Heavenly Wolf Proper Fang Corner

NO．66：Heavenly Wolf Proper Fang Corner

Gazing at the sunlight that was only gentle in the morning and at this moment, and that could be stared at directly, the long-haired brown mare girl turned her head again, and all she saw was unfamiliar.

This is a territory she has never set foot in, but it is also a height she has gazed at from afar.

The Boundary Gate East District is full of corporate technology parks, with many company buildings that are spectacular in nature, and there are also towers like the one before us that are simply tall.

So tall that it stands shoulder to shoulder with the clouds, one must look out over the cityscape from the gaps in the mist.

Of course, although this height is enough to make ordinary people feel unwell, this mare girl is obviously not among ordinary people.

She was very interested in looking around, and only after several seconds did she turn her head to look at the youth standing in front of the touchscreen password lock.

"Hey, you shouldn't just disappear as soon as school ends, right? What are you doing now?"

"Since you can be patient enough to make it this far, can't you be a little more patient and let the answer reveal itself?"

I was patient…

I was just caught off guard, wasn't I?!

Tianlangxing was unusually speechless, subconsciously wanting to argue, but the words got stuck at their lips.

Not only was I caught off guard, but I also never had a chance to retaliate for that long afterward…… Tianlang has a bit of a competitive spirit, unable to save face to admit being led around by the nose.

And when she fell silent like that, it actually brought a sudden inspiration.

I felt that these words had a hidden meaning, as if they were pointing at my past.

It made her glance at the other's gaze, which was somewhat suspicious, and then she saw that the other completely ignored her gaze, simply going through a series of identity checks before pulling the half‑drooping lever beside them.

One pull stirred a clatter of metal, and suddenly revealed the hidden world beyond the rolling door.

Compared to its small‑warehouse appearance, the actual space is a huge hangar capable of holding several cargo starships.

But before she could make out the details of those few starships, her vision suddenly shifted.

"Those aren't important."

Accompanying those words spoken close to her ear, Tianlangxing blinked, then turned her head to look at the hand that had just moved away from her shoulder.

That hand had brought her through several transfers; this time it led straight to a spot inside the cabin, leaving before her only a small vehicle just over three meters long.

It's fine; even being small is cute, and that's not just an excuse—Tianlangxing's own little warehouse also has one like this.

The G54‑type space shuttle boasts excellent speed and top‑notch quality, with a frame offering the highest degree of freedom, able to accommodate the vast majority of parts on the market.

Although space shuttles are a subclass of the broad aircraft‑carrier category, they are distinguished in popular perception from super‑large flying vessels such as aircraft carriers and airships by being lighter, having a more attainable speed limit, and featuring a simpler shape.

This special image is akin to that of motorcycles among ground vehicles; as the youths' favorite airborne racing craft, one might call it the fastest… but that isn't necessarily true.

But its extremely lightweight frame and the inevitably linked interior‑virtualization system easily earn it the title of 'the airborne vehicle that most gets the driver's blood pumping.'

Even in the statistics of flying‑vehicle accidents, this thing far leads the other contenders.

But since those accidents are mostly due to improper operation, the fault clearly doesn't lie with the vehicle.

Therefore, even in the Boundary Gate District, where airborne‑vehicle control is especially strict, driving a space shuttle remains legal.

Of course, the premise is that you have a compliant license.

"I heard you have an S1 license and your own private space shuttle—care to show us a trick?"

"Huh?"

It's hard to believe that this person, ignoring what they themselves said, would actually bring me here to drive a space shuttle.

This puzzling maneuver would even surprise Tianlangxing, who usually gives others the impression of being bold and reckless.

"Are you serious?"

She had been training all afternoon, so her legs were sore and her stomach hungry; she thought this person would take her somewhere, but she didn't expect this situation.

Even though I wasn't really expecting this person to treat me to a meal, at least let them give me a break?

Wait… a break?

A ridiculous idea suddenly popped into her head.

"This… wouldn't also be part of the training, would it?"

"That's actually commendable comprehension."

Standing before the automatically extending footrest after activation, she turned back and looked at Aomo with astonishment.

He waved, gesturing for her to come over.

"This is today's final lesson."

"Hah…"

Tianlangxing, forehead in hand, sighed and approached with an unnatural step.

"What kind of training is this? Intelligence?"

Although operating a space shuttle is simpler than that of other warships, to exploit its advantage—namely speed—makes the operation all the more demanding.

"Grit."

Aomo, already standing in the not‑so‑spacious rear seat of the cabin, reached out a hand to her: "This is today's final assistance."

What kind of assistance is this?

Tianlangxing looked at that hand, somewhat speechless; normally, even if he didn't slap the hand away, he could burst out laughing in mockery, but……

Right now, just keeping her legs steady and preventing them from trembling already takes all her strength.

And at the moment, having to step up and lift her legs repeatedly to get over the not‑fully‑automated edge of the cockpit……

"Get out of the way!"

Having come this far, she still gritted her teeth and shouted, struggling into the cockpit seat despite the shaking.

After all, just his words alone are enough to prove that the weakness I tried to hide was never really concealed; Tianlangxing, too, has gone all‑in, no longer caring that the other sees my frailty.

But that pride remains, and it also lets Aomo calmly withdraw his hand.

"The route has already been plotted in the space‑shuttle system, compliant and……"

Aomo, have you used the space shuttle?

The character 'Fa' hadn't even dropped yet, but on the operating system that Tianlangxing had just activated by pressing a few buttons, a big red face appeared, making Tianlangxing instinctively lean back and causing Aomo's tone to falter; he then smiled and said, "I've used it, Mr. Yabulu, what's up?"

"Not really a big deal," said the entrepreneur, who was always unpretentious, as he scratched his face, which was like a crab shell, "but I think it's better to remind you in person: Heaven Gate City has had another Heaven Gate fluctuation, and according to the predictive index, the star gate here might also experience one today."

"This isn't small either, thanks for the heads-up; if that's the case, let's just forget it for today."

Huh?

This sudden turn made Tianlangxing let out another dissatisfied exclamation.

Just drop it like that?!

You should know more about Heaven Gate fluctuations than I do, Miss Tianlangxing.

Aomo said helplessly.

The horse racing industry, already in its development a century ago, had begun promoting and expanding toward outer space, or rather extraterrestrial civilizations, and was accompanied by countless batches of horse girls embarking on expeditions to outer space.

Tianlangxing is one of them.

Moreover, the Heaven Gate City racecourse is the focal point of the extraterrestrial racecourse, having secured the rights to host multiple G1 races such as the Champion's Cup and the Boundary Gate Grand Prize from traditional events, and even obtained the opportunity to alternately host the Arima Memorial with the Boundary Gate District.

What's more, there are frequently held local G-grade races with modest purses but great value, and the competition is so fierce that at one point they even surpassed the Boundary Gate District.

Although this is a drawback brought by Heaven Gate City's orderly yet chaotic environment, it is more convincing in demonstrating intensity.

According to Aomo's intelligence, during Tianlangxing's overseas campaign of over two and a half years, she spent a year wandering the racecourse of Heaven Gate City.

Her somewhat puzzling record is also partly due to this.

However, even if these are facts, after Aomo obtained her approximate running data, they could only be considered a meaningless face-saving excuse.

Tianlangxing herself would not use this as an excuse, nor would Aomo bring it up.

Regardless of whether she initially adapted well to that environment, she should know about this abnormal condition called Heaven Gate fluctuation.

This is like the "magic energy tide" of the Demon Realm District—a small disaster unique to the area, and one that can be understood literally.

Heaven Gate is a star gate connecting to another world; the reason Heaven Gate City got its name is that those star gates, for various reasons, linked to "another world", and in continuous development they stabilized and increased in number, eventually replacing the Boundary Gate District to become the "First Transcender Special Zone".

The most common cause of those Heaven Gates is dimensional shocks, both natural and man-made, which create them and persist in their influence—whenever a dimensional shock arrives, the Heaven Gate becomes unstable, giving rise to a "Heaven Gate fluctuation".

The effects of a Heaven Gate fluctuation are many, but the most widely known are that some interworld exchanges and exploration teams return late, and that a larger number of otherworldly beings may break in.

Items, living beings, souls—various and diverse.

The failed possession that Aomo experienced when he first encountered Heaven Gate City also originated from a man-made dimensional shock causing a Heaven Gate fluctuation.

Such small-scale dimensional shocks need not be mentioned; most man-made dimensional shocks are like that, whereas natural dimensional shocks, though they come in big and small, usually only the large ones make the news.

When they become large, they can stretch across several star systems, leaving planets without star gates undisturbed, while those with star gates—

They must pay attention to whether their own star gate has experienced any data anomalies or a temporary "Heaven Gate-ization".

This is exactly the purpose of Yabulu's reminder this time.

The Boundary Gate District has star gates, and not just one.

Moreover, there were two original Heaven Gates in the past.

They had little artificial component, relying entirely on natural dimensional shock influence, and they serve as proof of the early, immature stage of interworld research.

It fell into disuse as the center of natural dimensional shocks gradually shifted outward; although it struggled in certain phases of the Boundary Gate District's urban development and underwent several attempts at artificially linking to another world, the eventual result was that it gradually became an ordinary star gate, functioning merely as a simple logistics channel alongside other star gates.

Then, when a large dimensional shock sweeps over, there is a fifty-fifty chance to briefly recreate the past scene, bringing a batch of otherworldly curiosities to the Boundary Gate District—

——a highly chaotic loot pool with a very high output rate; the relatively stable 60% output rate is miscellaneous items, 26% is wandering souls, 10% is living beings, and the remainder is shared among everyone.

This is to say that David's condition back then—being a living thing yet half-dead—could rival an SSR, with an output rate of practically zero point zero something, extremely rare.

That said, although Aomo has long been quite interested in interworld culture, it doesn't mean he would like these otherworldly things falling from the sky; essentially, they are random events akin to natural disasters.

Especially when he had just planned to put the horse girls through extreme training.

However…

What good does understanding do?! You just looked all serious, and you chickened out over this little thing?!

You don't even trust your own eyes?

Some girls are really overly strong-willed, leaving him speechless yet at the same time somewhat pleased.