Trapped in a Contract Marriage with a Jealous Young Husband Chapter 60: Planet Rhino

Ahce sat on the edge of the bed, letting the silence of the room wash over her. This was the first space in the galaxy she could truly call her own. It felt alien and comforting at the sa ti. She took a deep breath and ran her fingers over the ID bracelet, a link between her, the Academy, and the vast network of the interstellar society she was now part of.

She glanced at the small plant in the corner and smiled faintly. Unlike the artificial flora she had seen in the capital star, this one was real, even if engineered. It reminded her that despite the strangeness of this new life, she had a place here, a purpose.

Ahce placed her hands on her lap, her thoughts drifting montarily back to her brothers, and then to the mory of Reichardt. She clenched her fists lightly, letting the energy of determination settle in her chest. For three years, she would learn, adapt, and grow stronger, not just for herself, but for the world she had been thrust into.

Tomorrow, the real Academy life would begin, classes, training, and the trials that awaited every cadet. For now, she allowed herself a mont of rest, letting the quiet hum of the room and the faint scent of hydroponic soil remind her that, at least here, she was alive, and she had a chance to shape her destiny.

The first morning of military training arrived with a dawn that seed sharper, colder than anything Ahce had experienced before.

So... this is a joint military training and survival event.

The Academy’s courtyard buzzed with cadets from every corner of the Orion Galaxy, their uniforms pristine, their weapons and gear ticulously arranged. The air carried a faint tallic scent, mingled with ozone from the hovering drones that scanned and monitored the entire assembly.

Ahce’s heart beat steadily, though a quiet tension humd beneath it. Today marked the beginning of the Survival Assessnt, a grueling test that would push cadets to their limits, assessing combat skills, adaptability, strategy, and the raw ability to survive in hostile terrain.

Instructor Lysandra approached, her silver braid swinging slightly with each step.

"Cadets," she called, her voice amplified by a subtle projection device, "today you will be deployed to Planet Rhino. This planet is military-controlled and specifically designed to asure your survival instincts in unfiltered wilderness."

A monitored planet... interesting!

"Every student will face environntal hazards, native fauna, and unpredictable scenarios that simulate extre combat situations. The data collected will determine your rank, progression, and suitability for higher-level assignnts. No exceptions. No assistance outside your unit. Survival is your responsibility."

Ahce swallowed, her eyes scanning the students around her. So were veterans from other star systems, already seasoned in survival strategies. Others were younger, wide-eyed, untested, and trembling at the thought of the harsh realities they would soon face.

She went over her preparations carefully. Her pack contained nutrient capsules, water purifiers, a compact energy weapon, and multi-purpose tools designed for both combat and survival tasks. Her uniform was reinforced with lightweight armor panels, and a small personal drone hovered at her shoulder, ready to provide reconnaissance and communication within the constraints allowed.

Alexander’s voice echoed in her mind.

"Trust your instincts. They won’t fail you, even here."

The military warship that would carry them to Planet Rhino waited in orbit, its hull shimring under the sun of Caro.

Its interior was utilitarian, lined with reinforced seats, storage for combat gear, and observation windows showing the vast expanse of space ahead. Cadets filed in, each one scanning their equipnt, ntally rehearsing strategies, and murmuring quietly with their peers.

Ahce found a seat near the hull window, the expanse of stars stretching infinitely before her. Her gaze lingered on the distant spiral of the Orion arm, the planets they had passed, and the edge of the galaxy where territory often bled into lawless zones. The thought of surviving in Planet Rhino’s wilderness filled her with a mixture of exhilaration and apprehension.

The ship’s engines humd, a deep resonance vibrating through the deck. The warship lifted from the Academy dock, anti-gravity thrusters propelling it swiftly toward the coordinates of Planet Rhino.

Hours passed. Ahce spent them checking her gear, calibrating her drone, and reviewing survival protocols. She studied the schematics of Rhino’s environnt. Dense forests of bioluminescent flora, jagged rock formations, rivers of acid-like composition, and wildlife engineered for aggression and resilience.

Every detail mattered. Any oversight could be fatal.

Finally, the ship entered Rhino’s orbit. The planet below was a chaotic mosaic of deep green forests, jagged scarlet mountains, and mist-laden valleys. It was beautiful, in a terrifying, untad way.

"Cadets," Lysandra’s voice ca over the ship-wide communicator, "prepare for deploynt. Survival protocols comnce the mont you exit the drop pods. Rember, observation, adaptability, and strategy. Fail, and extraction will be delayed until assessnt concludes. Good luck."

Ahce’s pulse quickened. She secured her pack, activated her personal drone, and checked her energy weapon. The drop pod hatch opened with a hiss of air, and she felt the sudden pull of gravity as the pod was ejected from the warship.

The descent was rapid. Ahce gripped the harness tightly, her eyes scanning the forest canopy rushing toward her. Every instinct honed from years of martial arts training and interstellar combat courses sharpened. Survival was no longer theoretical, it was imdiate, visceral, and inescapable.

The pod landed with a jolt, skidding slightly on the uneven terrain. Ahce kicked open the hatch, rolling to absorb the impact, and imdiately scanned her surroundings.

Trees taller than any structure she had seen swayed under a strange wind, casting bioluminescent shadows across the jagged undergrowth. Strange calls echoed from the depths of the forest, predators, perhaps, or re wildlife designed to test their nerves.

Taking a deep breath, she activated her drone, sending it above the canopy to scout the imdiate area. The readings showed rough terrain ahead, rocky ridges, a river with acidic composition, and zones of high predator activity.

Ahce adjusted her pack, checked her weapon, and whispered to herself, "Three years, Ahce. Three years to learn, survive... and maybe find a way to thrive in this galaxy. Be brave."

With that, she plunged into the forest, her senses alert, every movent deliberate. The Survival Assessnt had begun, and nothing in this galaxy would wait for hesitation.