Chapter 243: Chapter 243 Outpost Chapter 243: Chapter 243 Outpost “We need a base.”
Pandora ca running into my room first thing in the morning, saying this to with an unusually cheerful expression.
“The spaceship synchronization will start shortly, I’ll be waiting for brother on the upper platform. Brother will definitely like this surprise.”
I looked at Pandora, her face full of sunshine, then pinched her soft little face, my expression filled with confusion, “Why are you so happy today?”
Pandora took sothing out of the small pocket by her side and said in an indifferent tone, “Spoils of war.”
When I saw the all-too-familiar item, I was imdiately shocked:
“You stole Little Baobao’s hidden candy again!?”
It was indeed a morning full of impact. After seeing that lollipop in Pandora’s hand, which could be called the Loli’s Divine Artifact, I felt as though thunder was rolling in my head, and a massive “囧” symbol, shining with blinding golden light, rose slowly from the east. The usually solemn and stodgy Pandora was now developing such childish daily habits in her confrontations with Little Baobao. This was really…
Should I cry or laugh now?
I sent Pandora away with her proud smile, then started to look for Little Baobao throughout the Air Fortress—well, it should now be called a Ground Fortress, as we had successfully landed within the western mountain range of Ghost Land. If I wasn’t mistaken, that little one should still be searching for her hidden sweets, and if I didn’t find her and soothe her within thirty minutes, I would probably have my hands full for the entire day…
Little Baobao was indeed well-behaved most of the ti, but there are always exceptions. When she truly starts crying, her power is nothing less than any ordinary Little Loli who wails after losing her sweets. To take care of such a daughter, who is still far from growing up, is a huge pressure.
So, childcare is really hard…
Eventually, I found Little Baobao in a very odd place—inside the engine of the space engine of the Ground Fortress. The little one was sprawled on top of the inspection corridor of the sixth energy corridor of the main engine, sleeping soundly, fingers in her mouth, drooling all over, and thanks to the future Imperial Chief Architect, the entire Space Jump System of the fortress has shut down due to the safety lock…
I have always believed that Little Baobao possesses a magical ability that we cannot understand but definitely exists, which is to appear at any place unimaginable to us at any ti—like slipping silently into the eting room during a conference, or swaying into the thunderous military factory workshop, or dizzily wandering into the ammunition storage with eleven safety locks. You can never imagine how this little fool, who can’t even tell left from right, manages to unimpededly enter these military forbidden zones where even a fly has to show a pass. The Xyrin Apostle, who is usually responsible for looking after Little Baobao temporarily, always reports situations like this to : In the blink of an eye, the Little Princess has run off to who knows where, and before long, in so corner you can’t even think of, a report cos in about a small figure lost and wandering.
This is quite a paranormal event.
However, compared to the ti Little Baobao sat in the missile storage playing house with a teddy bear, her sleeping in the maintenance corridor of the giant engine seems hardly anything now…
It seems that Little Baobao still doesn’t know that Pandora has stolen her treasured candy as spoils of war and is sleeping so soundly. I carefully picked her up and left the giant engine, said to have a diater of a full four hundred ters at its main body, and then hurried to the upper corridor of the fortress. Pandora had told this morning about building a base, and I figured there would be so good show to watch soon. The technology of the Xyrin Empire always brought many surprises.
As for Little Baobao, sotis her mory is really terrible. Just accompany her for a while after she wakes up, and she’ll sure forget whatever it was she lost. This characteristic really saves a lot of trouble.
When I reached the upper platform of the fortress carrying Little Baobao, who was still fast asleep and starting to drool more and more on , I saw that quite a few people had already gathered, including stern and tense envoys from various nations and a few high-ranking Xyrin officials who were pointing and discussing like market aunties buying vegetables. They all seed to be waiting just for .
“Sorry to keep everyone waiting.”
I approached with an apologetic smile, not realizing the establishnt of the outpost required my personal attendance. How co no one had notified ?
Lin Xue, who was clearly getting impatient, glanced at and said irritably, “Don’t flatter yourself. No one is waiting for you; we’re waiting for the spaceship’s synchronization to complete.”
…It seems I should never expect this girl to save face for when she speaks in this lifeti.
At that mont, due to the changes in the surrounding environnt, Little Baobao had woken up early. The little one opened her eyes and saw so many new people nearby, imdiately swinging her small arms and legs happily—although I had no idea what she was thinking, I still put the little one down.
No sooner had she touched the ground than Little Baobao imdiately ran toward Alaya and Anwina, the two long-lasting luminous bodies, calling strongly for a hug. The latter imdiately folded their wings and dim their glow, showing a look as if facing a great enemy—this had almost beco their standard reaction upon seeing Little Baobao.
“Where’s Pandora?” I looked around but didn’t see Pandora, who should have been here waiting, nor her Deputy Officer Sivis and Bubbles among the crowd.
My sister, with her usual gentle smile, nodded slightly and said, “Pandora and the others are in the control hub of the fortress, conducting synchronization dispatch and command.”
I realized again that I’d always been oblivious to these technical terms that were genuinely challenging to understand—even though to the original Xyrin Apostles, these should be things they knew from birth.
“What is synchronization?” I asked earnestly with an unashad expression, turning my gaze to the distance. That’s when I noticed that our spaceship didn’t land in the standard array for ship parking, but rather was arranged in another, more aningful planning. In front of , various Mother Ship level large spaceships were strategically scattered throughout the entire valley and nearby small hills, centering around the fortress in a loosely structured array. Even a military novice like could tell that this was by no ans any ordinary arrangent suitable for spaceship parking.
“This is a bit complicated to explain,” Sandora moved closer, “I guess you definitely don’t have the patience to study them. Just watch, and you’ll see—The Empire is known as the strongest martial civilization not without reason.”
Just as I was still puzzling over the aning of “synchronization” while at the sa ti wondering about the significance of those independently placed Mother Ships, a soft female voice suddenly echoed throughout the platform: “Cluster dispatch complete, synchronization reached 100 percent, base deploynt begins.”
“It’s starting,” Sandora whispered in my ear with evident pride in her tone.
Then I heard a deep rumbling sound coming from the ground beneath my feet, and as if responding to a call, all the ships in the entire valley region emitted the sa subdued rumble.
The envoys of various species inevitably caused a small commotion beside us, for they had no idea what miracle they were about to witness. Excitent and a trace of inexplicable awe made even these experienced dignitaries struggle to contain their emotions.
The deep rumbling continued for about a dozen seconds. Then I felt the ground violently shaking beneath .
Being in the midst of it, I didn’t know what kind of transformation was happening to the fortress below, but from the scenes before , I could roughly guess what was happening.
The enormous shells of the Mother Ships were gradually opening up, ferocious main cannons and massive engines retracting one by one into their bottom foldable spaces. Pieces of equipnt that should not appear on a battle spaceship were being revealed in this vast transformation, hidden cleverly in their initial corners. The original combat modules of the ships underwent complex displacents and assembly, ultimately forming completely new functional structures. Tall towers and workshops rise slowly from the innards of the Mother Ships amid the dazzling changes, while streams of nanomachines, stunningly efficient, spread out from the bottom of each ship rapidly altering the landscape beneath them. Within minutes, they forged solid tal grounds and wide runways while Bubbles’ already-produced and ready-to-go “Builders” cheerfully began installing quick-deploy lighting equipnt and sentinel probes in every corner of their new ho. Ten minutes later, as the rumble of the transforming Mother Ships gradually ceased, another unusual rumbling began—this was the sound of various military factories and functional buildings operating at full power.
I could no longer see a massive warship parked among the rocks and hills, but rather a majestic base cloaked in silver-grey firmly occupying the vast valley.
“The enemy won’t give us ti to build a base,” Sandora’s cheerful voice snapped out of my daze, “so well before we set off, I had already completed the construction of the base. The necessary military buildings were incorporated within each Mother Ship accompanying us, and more extensive functional buildings were manufactured and modified by Bubbles during the journey. The very core of the fortress beneath our feet is actually a small Xyrin Nest, which was already in normal operation before our forces landed. So, what do you think? Are you shocked?”
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