Chapter 787: Chapter 32: Reunion with an Old Friend
“Dealing with the Mobile Cavalry,” indeed, was a considerably important task at the mont. For this Space City, this squad of Mobile Cavalry was like throwing a stone into calm waters, startling all the fish.
Under such circumstances, it had beco inconvenient for Jeanne to achieve her original objective.
Jeanne’s tracking and anti-tracking techniques had been learned in the training camps of the Mobile Cavalry. Even with Xiang Shan providing enhancents, the “base color” ford from her own experiences couldn’t be erased. When she tried to track and approach her target, the Mobile Cavalry might sense him.
“Also, you must not expose your own objectives. I need to emphasize this again, do not let the governnt notice our target this ti,” Xiang Shan warned Jeanne once more.
Jeanne nodded in agreent.
After completely annihilating or driving away this batch of Mobile Cavalry, and before the next batch arrived, she had to take control of the target and then take it away.
Tumor Xiang Shan was inclined to establish cooperation with the chamber of comrce for this reason.
Jeanne had to find a way to neutralize this group of Mobile Cavalry.
There was no possibility of a deal between the Hermo Association and the Mobile Cavalry. And this rchant squad included at least three experts—Asgard, that drone controller, and finally, the unseen sniper.
All these could be of help.
Jeanne then thought, “But I feel that the Hermo Association isn’t that reliable either.”
Tumor Xiang Shan said, “Let’s hear it.”
“When we were scouting in the early stage, we didn’t see any mbers of this team, which shows that they haven’t lingered in this city for too long…”
“You an, they have a definite target and headed directly to their destination as soon as they disembarked,” observed Jeanne.
“Yes,” Jeanne nodded in agreent, “And I also asked just now; this rchant squad also arrived in Ur not long ago. This Mobile Cavalry unit was probably trained on the Moon. It takes so ti to travel from the Moon here. Surely soone in the Asteroid Belt is providing them with intelligence.”
Tumor Xiang Shan affird, “Indeed, that’s a possibility. Of course, they can first reach a fixed route in the Asteroid Belt and then receive intelligence, deciding their course based on that—the Hermo Association’s rchant routes would only span a few Neutral City-States.”
“But they must have spies, able to provide advance notice of their movents.”
“I agree with you. But at this stage, it doesn’t concern us much. The headquarters of the Hermo Association are in Chaldea, and that spy is not within this rchant team. As for bugs in their headquarters, that’s their own problem,” Xiang Shan remarked.
Jeanne sighed.
A few minutes later, she spoke again, “Just thinking about not being able to attack them before those bastards establish a safe house makes feel quite defeated.”
“Don’t. They have more people. They can establish a temporary base at the sa ti as they fight. Besides, we also don’t know exactly how many days they have been here,” Tumor Xiang Shan noted, “At least wait until you have refurbished yourself completely.”
At that mont, Jeanne was standing in front of a 3D printer. She had provided the necessary data to the chamber of comrce, borrowing their printer to produce essential parts.
In a low-gravity environnt, machines like these perford better. Magnetic fields expertly controlled the nozzle spraying the raw materials, forming various shapes within a transparent canister filled with rare gases. Lasers heated the materials instantaneously, while chanical waves interfered with the lattice during formation. A contour similar to a palm was taking shape.
These were the parts Jeanne needed.
Jeanne was waiting for the component to take shape.
Jeanne exclaid, “I feel so uncomfortable right now.”
At that mont, Asgard stood in front of another transparent container, waiting for the parts she needed to be printed. However, Asgard wasn’t looking at her own parts but was glaring at Jeanne with hatred in her eyes.
She even “deliberately refrained from taking an aggressive stance”.
“Tsk, tsk, too green. My girl, when you have a handful of old friends always ready to passionately duel with you, then you’ll be nearing my level. This is nothing.”
Jeanne inwardly hurled a string of curses at Xiang Shan.
At that ti, Asgard spoke up, “It was you who was the problem, who got us purged, wasn’t it, Jeanne?”
Jeanne shook her head, “I’ve said it before, I never betrayed anyone before those bastards betrayed .”
“You’re still making excuses!” Asgard was very angry, “Since a while ago, you’ve just been standing there, sighing from ti to ti, nodding occasionally, and showing clear emotional shifts—your personality dissociation must be quite severe!”
—If only it were just personality dissociation…
“Yes, at least personality dissociation doesn’t co with a brain tumor. If two personalities could coexist peacefully, it would be like having no illness at all.”
“Shut up!”
“Look at that. I can feel it, you just had another emotional fluctuation…” Asgard said, “This does resemble how you were back then.”
Jeanne patted her head, “I don’t think that’s sothing worth being attacked over…”
“Simply watching the Martial Ancestor’s mories shouldn’t cause severe issues,” Asgard exclaid. “I’ve seen them too! I didn’t go mad. Only special dication used on the brain causes madness!”
It was said that before Jeanne and Asgard’s batch, several people in the Martial God Special Operations Unit training camp had tried using Restoring Enzy before accessing Martial Ancestor’s mories, hoping to intensify their own affect.
“They embraced my philosophy, yet realized it contradicted their life experiences entirely. This tornt was painful for them. After reflecting, they decided to embrace my philosophy—reading Martial Ancestor’s mories once or twice after using the Restoring Enzy probably wouldn’t turn them into the Martial God, would it?” Tumor Xiang Shan couldn’t help but sigh, “They just wanted to change themselves.”
“I sure have gone mad, but am I the only one?” Jeanne stared at Asgard, “After you left the training camp, did you take a good look at this world? This world…”
“Alright, you two.” At that mont, the room’s door opened. The Martial Artist known as “Jin” walked in, “You two, this room doesn’t have very good soundproofing. If you keep arguing, everyone here will find out you’ve only read ‘that mory’ of the greats.”
Jin sat in the corner of the room, eyeing the part about to take shape in front of Jeanne, “If I’ve interrupted your trip down mory lane, then I’m sorry. But your noise can hardly be called friendly—I’ll just wait here, is that okay?”
Jin seed to also need to supplent so unconventional parts.
Asgard said bitterly, “I’m not going to lay a hand on her here.”
“You better not.” Jin then looked at Jeanne, “So, madam, you would be… a reservist for the Martial God?”
Jeanne sighed, “If you say so.”
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