Chapter 319: Starting with a Small Airplane
System: Randomly selecting the next world...
System: The random selection result is the OG world (Part 1).
System: Beginning entry into this world.
System: Deploying host.
System: Deploying Suicong.
System: Detected Suicong Wang Liumei's skill 'Born Noble', adding initial deployment items.
System: Detected Suicong Stella's skill 'Enhanced Human', changing deployment affiliation.
System: Deployment complete, OG world (Part 1) begins.
A brilliant light dispelled the darkness, and Li Boyong regained his consciousness.
OG world... Moving away from the Real Robot genre, starting to enter the Super Robot genre?
With caution, Li Boyong looked at the surrounding environment; it looked like a single-occupancy soldier's dormitory, and it was even in a zero-gravity environment...
"A warship?"
Li Boyong guessed, then began searching the room for anything that could provide his identity in this world.
Soon, he discovered his ID card in the pocket of a floating blue military uniform.
Federation Satellite Integration Army...
Lieutenant Li Boyong...
Space fighter pilot...
Affiliated with the Peregrine-class warship Bell...
Having figured out the basic information, Li Boyong put on the uniform and floated out the door, intending to see if he could find any teammates on this ship.
Although he was very familiar with space environments, this was indeed his first time on this warship.
Intending to go to the bridge, he stumbled into the hangar instead, and upon entering, he saw six space fighters parked inside.
F-29 Ransom.
A diamond-shaped main body plus cylindrical thrusters on both sides, with no wings whatsoever—a very pure space fighter design philosophy.
The maintenance crew and pilots who had been busy in the hangar immediately dropped their work and saluted upon seeing Li Boyong, a Lieutenant.
Li Boyong waved his hand to signal everyone to continue, then scanned the area, and finding no familiar faces, he left the hangar.
Just as he exited the hangar, he saw a familiar figure floating toward him.
"Natarle..."
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Li Boyong successfully rendezvoused with Natarle, and after talking, he learned that Natarle Badgiruel was now the Captain and First Officer of this ship, the Bell.
Immediately, the two used Natarle Badgiruel's First Officer clearance to query the entire warship's personnel, but they did not find anyone else on this ship.
It was normal not to have rendezvoused with Wang Liumei; that person might be living comfortably in some large conglomerate, so there was no need for him to worry too much.
Stella's situation was indeed somewhat surprising; he hadn't expected the Enhanced Human skill to also trigger an identity arrangement mechanism. However, in the OG world, the only ones who could have a connection to Enhanced Humans were that group of enhanced children from SCHOOL. He hoped she would suffer less before he found the little ditz.
However, not being able to rendezvous with Shihe and the Xia Sisters really didn't make sense.
Li Boyong's expression was somewhat dejected. Natarle Badgiruel roughly guessed his thoughts and comforted him, "This ship's patrol mission will last for about another 36 hours. If there are no accidents, we can return to a colony satellite named Olympus in 48 hours. By then, we will go look for them together."
"Sorry." Seeing Natarle Badgiruel being so understanding, Li Boyong spoke subconsciously, driven by a sense of shame.
"Why apologize?" Natarle Badgiruel smiled and changed the subject, "Help me find the way to the mess hall; let's go eat something together. It just so happens to be the Captain's shift time right now."
Actually, Natarle Badgiruel was somewhat dissatisfied with Li Boyong, this lecher, bringing so many girls along, but she wasn't too surprised; after all, that was just the kind of person he was.
However, none of these girls made her feel threatened. The Xia Sisters and Stella were just obedient and dependent on Li Boyong like tools to a master. Even for Wang Liumei, based on her observations, she confirmed that Li Boyong and Wang Liumei were somewhat ambiguous, but there shouldn't be any substantial relationship.
Only Shihe, whom she had met for the first time that day, had no introduction, and Natarle Badgiruel didn't know Shihe's background. But in the short ten-plus seconds of interaction, Natarle Badgiruel saw something different in the way Shihe and Li Boyong looked at each other.
Sometimes, a woman's intuition is terrifying, even if she appears to be an unfeeling, serious female officer.
But noticing it didn't mean she had to point it out.
In their situation, matters of the heart probably didn't apply to worldly views on love.
Let this guy make his own decisions; anyway, everyone was already his 'Suicong'.
The two stumbled their way to the mess hall, ate a military ration set together, and then returned to their respective posts. Natarle Badgiruel went to the bridge to familiarize herself with the warship, while Li Boyong went to the hangar, attempting to familiarize himself with the handling and performance of the F-29 Ransom as quickly as possible.
Before returning to Olympus, if he encountered any danger, he had to protect this ship well.
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Colony satellite, Olympus.
The Loyal Guard, a unit composed specifically of elite female pilots, served only as the private armed force of the Satellite Integration Army's Commander-in-Chief.
As an elite private armed force, it had an independent command system and an independent base.
The Shihe and Xia Sisters that Li Boyong was worried about had become members of the Loyal Guard and were serving in the same squad.
After the three gathered, they walked around the unit's base within the permitted range of movement and did not find anyone else.
"Lady Shihe, it seems only the three of us descended together," Xia Yufang whispered.
"Lady Shihe, have you really recovered your memories?" Xia Yulan asked in a low voice on the other side.
"Yes, as soon as I arrived in this world, my memories were all restored," Shihe nodded. "When I wasn't by A-Yong's side, thank you for protecting him. Thinking back to the CE Century, I still feel a bit scared that I almost killed A-Yong several times."
"Lady Shihe is too kind; this is our duty," Xia Yufang bowed slightly. "Please instruct us on what to do in the next stage?"
"For now, let's focus on training temporarily; we need to familiarize ourselves with the weapons of this world as quickly as possible to prepare for future battles," Shihe decided. "During the time off in three days, we will go into the satellite together to see if we can find the others."
"Yes, Lady Shihe."
Meanwhile, on Olympus, at the Branstein residence.
Liumei v. Branstein, who had just acquired a new father, was strolling in the garden.
Dressed in a cheongsam, she wandered through the garden, admiring the flowers while using the personal terminal in her hand to query information about this world and the family she was in, followed by a group of diligent maids.
Although this young miss was only an adopted daughter of Blanstein, the head of the household and the eldest young master both doted on her greatly, so no servant dared to disregard her authority.
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Earth Cradle, a base built as part of the human survival project to preserve the seeds of humanity through artificial hibernation.
This place, which gathered the most brilliant scientists from all walks of life on Earth, hid many dark sides.
SCHOOL, an organization that used all sorts of inhumane methods to cultivate special combat children, was hidden in such a place.
In the SCHOOL laboratory, a glass container large enough to hold an adult was restraining a blonde young girl.
"Neo... Neo... Neo!!!"
The blonde young girl wore a pile of strange instruments on her head; the unfamiliar environment made her feel afraid, and she called out the name of the person she relied on.
"Damn it, why did the memory manipulation fail?"
A researcher nearby punched the wall in dissatisfaction, "Why is the memory manipulation of Latoni No. 12 constantly being interfered with? What the hell is this 'Neo' thing?"
"Who knows? If this one continues like this, she will probably be discarded as a defective product," another researcher said.
"That would be a pity; Latoni No. 12's combat performance data is excellent," the previously dissatisfied researcher retorted, "Something must be wrong; I must find a way."
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