Chapter 142 - One Year Later
Bosingwa and Hou Baishan announced Xia Fei’s disappearance to the cadets waiting outside the tunnel. Just as expected, this news did not create any wave among them.
Xia Fei being in the internal division was already an aberration, and with how he only spent three hours in the Stygian Training Center every day, rarely attending any of the training courses the internal division provided, most of the instructors and cadets inside the division only knew of his name and could not even recognize him.
To them, Xia Fei was no more than a librarian who managed to enter the internal division through sheer coincidence and serendipity, and he was on a completely different level from all the gifted geniuses that they were.
Someone whom no one cared to understand or even recognize would naturally not draw anyone’s attention. Nobody cared that he had disappeared since Xia Fei was only living in the internal division by name; his inclusion or absence hardly mattered.
Ye Xiaohan bowed her head low, her face maintaining that emotionless and icy features she always showed, but it was clear that, deep down, she had already lost all control and her heart was beating furiously, her mind blank.
Due to her strict and spartan upbringing, she had no idea why she was feeling this way. All she knew was that her heart ached terribly at that very moment as if a sharp blade had pierced through it.
Without a word, Ye Xiaohan used her speed ability and instantly ran off. It was a habit of hers to escape from what she had no idea of facing directly, and it was the only thing she could presently do.
Thousands of fully armed warriors swiftly disembarked from the warships, their weapons at the ready, throwing themselves at the insectoids that were living amid the ruins.
In this sense, all the insectoids here suffered from this intrusion. It was as if these warriors intended to cleanse the ruins of all insectoids, mercilessly eliminating each one they saw. Regardless of their gender and age, they were all hunted down and slain.
Over time, the scent of the blood unique to these insectoids became stronger. These warriors had high cultivation, so the low-rank insectoids were no match to them. Soon, the desolate city ruins were filled with the smell of blood.
The lead ship for this fleet was an Amarrian Abaddon-class battleship. It had a shiny gold exterior, gigantic and sturdy in size. Eight huge laser cannons flanked the sides of this battleship, and the muzzles of these were pointed right at the sky.
Just as these warriors finished clearing the insectoids in the ruins, the hatch of that warship slowly opened, and an escalator stretched from within. A sixteen-year-old blonde and an old man were accompanied on the escalator by a young officer in his twenties. The escalator slowly moved and delivered the teenager from the warships, down to the ground.
If Xia Fei were here, he would most definitely be able to identify this pretty teenager, for she was no stranger but the girl he had come to know on the interplanetary internet, whim he had yet to meet in person.
Just that Xia Fei would never have guessed that Avril’s family background was actually so extraordinary that she could have an entire fleet escorting her when she went out. This was not mentioning the other response fleet orbiting the planet as of this time, as well as the three reconnaissance fleets t several ten thousand lightyears away.
Avril’s face was as beautiful as ever, her delicate skin as soft as a newborn baby’s. It was only that the pretty face of hers was looking sickly pale, her two eyes having lost their former gleam, a picture of desolation, the sight of which made people’s hearts ache.
A specially modified luxury shuttle sedan came driving in from afar. This shuttle had its suspension system especially modified for it to travel with ease on these roads littered with debris and collapsed buildings. It was more than two meters off the ground and drove with great stability, so nobody inside felt the slightest tremor from the uneven ground.
A young ensign opened the door and stood at attention. Avril and her old butler called Pang sat in the back seat, while the commander of Starlink Corporation’s First Fleet sat in the passenger seat.
Several minutes later, the black shuttle slowly came to that tunnel where Xia Fei had disappeared previously; there were fully armed men standing on both sides of the tunnel. These elite warriors were like javelins the way they stood upright, all of them maintaining serious mugs.
The shuttle stopped at the empty space in front of the mineral research facility, and Avril stepped off the car without saying a word. Elder Pang brought out a single white lily and handed it to his charge.
“Missus, why don’t I help you bring that in? The air inside is a bit turbid.” Jansen bowed at his waist and smartly remarked.
Avril did not even throw a glance his way, treating him as nothing but air. She lifted her long white skirt slightly and made her way toward the inside of the research laboratory with quick and small steps.
Anyone familiar with Avril would know that her favorite color was usually pink, and she could even be called a maniac over it. From the decorations in her room and the clothes she wore to the dolls she owned, all were in pink. However, today, she was wearing an all-white long dress, which was a very rare sight.
Butler Pang stared at Jansen before following Avril closely.
It had been three months, and Avril was like a changed woman. She barely spoke anymore, and her smiles were becoming less and less infrequent as time passed. Her body had also slowly gotten skinnier over time.
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The process was very simple. Avril placed that white lily at that cell of Xia Fei’s last known location and whispered, “Meanie, I refuse to believe that you died just like that. If you don’t come back, I’m going to…”
The rest of her words could not be heard, and no one had any idea what she said. In any case, Avril placed the flower down, said a few more words, and took off in that Abaddon-class battleship straight for space.
Could she have traveled the millions of light-years over, all just to offer a flower and chide Xia Fei?
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Time continued to flow, and soon, it was spring. Xia Fei had been missing from this world for close to a whole year, and people had slowly forgotten about his existence.
In some unknown location in this universe, a young man in his late teens was standing on top of a mountain range, looking at the jungle in the valley below. There was a single meandering river in that valley, which led to misty grassland.
The occasional cries of a wild beast sounded from this valley, and based on the noises made, it was evident that this was no nirvana.
This young man slightly stretched his back, clearly somewhat exhausted. A dirty mop of hair hung off his shoulder, the beard growing on his chin thick and unkempt as if it had been a very long time since he last shaved.
A cyan blade was still on his right arm, the body of the blade itself was filled with cracks and was chipped in places. It was quite apparent that the battles he had fought in this place were unimaginable to the common man, or else this top-tier blade of his would not have deteriorated to such a state.
Lighting a cigarette, he took a drag before he gazed at the murderous land below, mumbling to himself, “I think it’s time for me to head back.”