Chapter 153: 091 He understands ‘reunion’.
The Feinan maintained optical stealth and turned around at maximum speed to leave the far side of Ilando Star.
The bridge.
Yang Ming spun in his chair, quickly correcting the flight paraters and tapping “Confirm” a dozen tis in succession.
Mimili really gave him a surprise.
“Lyu, how did Mimili discover our transport ship?”
“Boss, there was a huge elent of chance in this.”
Lyu’s tone was filled with helplessness at this mont,
“To avoid military sectors, bypass other rchant ships, and warding patrol ships, we also needed the route to string together as many non-warp zones balanced by gravity as possible, which severely limited our options. When pirate ships choose a space to hide, they consider similar issues to ours.
“I anticipated this threat earlier, deployed drones to explore every area and confird multiple tis that there was no danger.
“And, well, Mimili was clearly on a secret voyage but didn’t turn off her ship’s active radar… To her, our transport ship probably looked like a torch suddenly appearing in a dark wilderness.”
Yang Ming was silent for a while: “This isn’t your fault, don’t bla yourself. Does she have a lot of weapons and crew now? How bold to rush at such a large transport ship?”
Lyu imdiately said: “Currently, they’ve only deployed one assault boat. However, their operating system’s firewall is good; I need a few more minutes to penetrate it… The main and secondary cannons on their pirate ship pose a threat to our transport ship.”
“Lyu, I rember I asked you to buy a batch of second-hand chanical guards to serve as internal guards for the transport ship.”
“Should we shoot her dead?” Lyu asked softly, “As long as we don’t tell Kolev and keep it discreet, it’s doable.”
“Oh, she’s my friend, and the only daughter of my friend.”
Yang Ming rubbed his temples.
That month at the secret base of Kolev left him with fairly fond mories.
Except for that phrase:
Flesh desires are suffering, science redeems.
As they left the usual observation radar range of Ilando Star, the Feinan imdiately began to jump.
Yang Ming suddenly thought of sothing, quickly asking, “Lyu, I previously asked you to find so good seedlings from the Wind Army to groom as confidants… did you manage that?”
“Of course, boss’s assignnts are the entirety of my work,” Lyu laughed, “I’ve already found five or six promising young people.”
“Only five or six,” Yang Ming muttered, rubbing his chin, “How about we recruit Mimili into the Luofeng Empire? She’s quite capable, with trendous potential, decisive, and won’t act on emotions, even if she aims to beco a pirate head.”
Lyu analyzed carefully, whispering, “That still requires Kolev’s opinion.”
“Think about that later, let’s first save our ship.”
The Feinan had completed two short jumps and entered a vast star domain.
Ahead, faint flashes appeared on the porthole, marking the direction Lyu highlighted.
Yang Ming ordered the Feinan to advance at full speed; this small ship, modified for over half a year by the Patroller, Examiner, and Tomb Guardian, imdiately burst out with powerful thrust.
Long “star trails” appeared outside the porthole.
The strong thrust from acceleration pinned Yang Ming to the auto-reinforced chair.
Lyu, via the projector beside him, displayed the perspective captured by caras monitoring outside the transport ship.
A beige 15-ter assault ship, shaped like a crayfish, used its four front claws to tear open the shallow energy shield of the transport ship, initiating contact with the hull.
Yang Ming felt a pang of heartache!
“Lyu, why didn’t we get a better energy shield?”
“Boss, our budget was limited.”
Yang Ming seed to hear a clanging sound.
The assault boat’s front hooks pierced the thin hull of the ship, its laser drill inside the hooks began rotating rapidly, and the four hooks slowly retracted, pulling the assault boat’s cockpit toward the ship’s hull.
The assault boat’s cockpit embedded neatly into the transport ship’s hull.
Balancing chamber pressure, stabilizing the hull structure, releasing gelatinous fluid to fill the contact area…
From Yang Ming and Lyu’s perspective, it was practically a textbook pirate assault.
Buzz—
The front half of the assault boat trembled gently, and the cylindrical cockpit instantly shot forward.
A graceful silhouette darted into the transport vessel’s corridor, her beige combat suit making her look like a slim orange cat. The red tactical helt was tightly connected to the combat suit’s collar, clearly having spacesuit functionality.
She knelt on one knee, left hand forward, and a spherical protective shield materialized around her, imdiately glancing left and right.
No one in sight.
The dim side corridor of the transport ship stretched straight into the distance; she could see a faint light flickering at the end, synchronized with the chanical hum, as if the transport ship was breathing rhythmically.
Mimili promptly sprang up against the cabin wall, tapped her helt, activated night vision mode, and surveyed the surroundings with a frown.
A floating holographic sphere flew out from the assault boat cockpit, hovering at Mimili’s shoulder, displaying a petite figure in a pirate-style short skirt, captain’s hat, and an eyepatch.
Oh, it was Molly.
Under the gaze of Yang Ming and Lyu,
Mimili held a gun in her left hand and the hilt of a light sword in her right, rapidly advancing toward the supposed location of the bridge, planting micro-sensors along the way to prevent her retreat from being cut off.
She passed through so crew quarters, finding them empty and layered in dust everywhere.
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