Chapter 253
After sitting and muttering to himself for a while, Aiseboer managed to calm himself down, his eyelids drooping, and he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
[The beginning was too long and I forgot, but anyway, ignore the process, as long as the result is good for Aiseboer and there are no unexpected problems, that's all that matters.]
[Aiseboer, what are you sleeping for? The future is so bright it's blinding me, how can I sleep?]
[I'm so envious of Aiseboer. Tomorrow when he opens his eyes, he'll see a ship full of gifts from the God Su of Destiny. Just thinking about how Aiseboer decides where those people go and how much he benefits from them, and how many people have to act according to his wishes, makes me want to turn into a sour lemon.]
The next day.
At 8:00 AM, after confirmation by the person in charge of the exercises conducted by various Military Academies on different planets, the exercise orders for different locations were issued simultaneously.
In accordance with past practice, to avoid situations where some classes do not receive instructions, the class Class Monitors of the receiving classes will respond within three minutes of the instructions being issued.
Class Monitor in other locations responded within one minute of receiving today's exercise instructions.
The person responsible for checking all the Class Monitors ' 'responses' watched for a full three minutes, and not a single Class Monitor of Balenman's 50 classes had a reply record. Balenman was already a key target of Greyliff's surveillance, and whoever discovered the situation immediately reported it.
As the exercise area, Balenman is suspended in the desolate area of Saiweiyala Planet. During normal exercise time, some of Balenman's permissions are open to the class Class Monitor of each class that draws Balenman, and outsiders will not participate.
Balenman's lack of response to the exercise does not fall into this category.
At Greyliff's insistence, upon learning of Balenman's special circumstances and discovering that communications had been cut off, the Saiweiyala Planet immediately dispatched the patrol closest to Balenman to investigate.
Half an hour later, a Fleets was stopped at the outermost layer of Balenman's defensive layer, which emitted a faint black hue.
The Fleets captain's own equipment was still functioning normally. He attempted to establish a connection with Balenman using the permissions granted to him, but to no avail. He then proceeded to photograph and upload images of the actual situation on site.
While waiting for a response, the team leader never stopped trying.
After surveying the surroundings and finding no breakthrough, the Fleets members noticed their captain's furrowed brow and discreetly moved away.
"I never expected to witness Balenman initiate a full-scale defense process twice. The last time was a demonstration, and this time it was actual application. Although no one dares to attack, this trip was worthwhile."
"I have a strong feeling that this must be Qin Su's doing. Qin Su must be plotting something big that no one knows about."
"... Hearing your words is like hearing a story. My cousin-in-law said that the Military Academy that was selected for Balenman this time sent mostly Modified Humans to make up a class in order to make their school look good in front of Qin Su. The Military Academies that were assigned to other training grounds sent ordinary people like Class 6). Who would have thought that they would have the idea to send their own Military Academy's Modified Humans to be locked up by Qin Su and now their fate is unknown. Now that you mention it, I really think this square and black Balenman looks like a certain kind of urn."
"Alright." Having received the order to evacuate, the Fleets captain who had come to scout shut down his Optical Brain and controlled the Warship to fly towards his crew. "Let's go, this is no longer our business."
"?"
This outcome left the team members utterly bewildered.
"No way, this looks like something big is about to happen. Shouldn't we stay behind to observe and report back, while waiting for more troops to be dispatched to surround this place?"
"These are not things we need to worry about. We just need to run the commands. Stop talking and keep up."
No one knew the specifics of the situation inside. Taking any rash action would only increase the risk of offending Qin Su. It would be better to report the truthfully up the chain of command and ignore the anomaly until specific action was assigned, and to maintain the status quo.
He wasn't surprised at all by the decision made by his superiors.
Seeing the hundred-strong Fleets that had been stationed on the outskirts of Balenman depart as predicted, Qin Su withdrew his attention from them and continued with what he had not yet finished.
He had already cut off Balenman's contact with the outside world. The communication devices and Optical Brain login information carried by most of the Modified Humans in various Military Academies and Military District had already been discovered by following the clues after the first batch of Modified Humans "returned" through the 'Virus' implanted in their Optical Brain.
To conceal Balenman's movements, he only needed to impersonate one of the 49 Class Monitor today and respond to the exercise orders.
What he wanted was to stir up trouble, to draw everyone's attention to Balenman, and thus cause them to neglect their respective Military Academies Military Academy, making things easier for the new members who were about to move into Balenman. He didn't care at all that the current internal situation of Balenman was known to the outside world.
The departure of the Fleets just now, in a sense, can be seen as the Governor of Saiweiyala Planet stating his position of 'not getting involved'.
Even if his 'Class Monitor' responded to the exercise orders and the Spaceship arrived at the Fourth Military Academy, and those people got off the Spaceship and communication was restored, the events that happened in Balenman before they entered the Spaceship would still be reported to the outside world.
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Upon seeing the video and photos transmitted from Saiweiyala Planet showing Balenman activating defensive status, Greyliff's brow twitched repeatedly as he looked at Qiu Pang, "What is the Fourth Military Academy's attitude towards Qin Su's actions? Do they know what Qin Su is actually doing?"
"Principal Xu said that all matters concerning Qin Su were to be handled by Aiseboer, but Aiseboer turned around and asked me what had happened. It seems that the Fourth Military Academy knows even less than we do."
When Qiu Pang, who was relaying the message, thought of Aiseboer, a sense of kinship arose spontaneously, and he secretly slipped in his own words to speak well of the Fourth Military Academy.
It's so tough for people like them who struggle to survive in the cracks; they have to endure the wrath of both sides.
"Heh." Norian rolled his eyes. "This kind of nonsense only comes from a brainless fatso like you. They're clearly covering for Qin Su."
Qiu Pang muttered under his breath, "Last time we sent a lot of Modified Humans to Qin Su, and he didn't show the slightest interest. Why are they suddenly being restricted in their personal freedom? This doesn't make sense. We shouldn't be too strict..."
"Are you out of your mind?" Thinking of the two hundred-plus Modified Humans he'd crammed inside—all his hard work—his anger flared. "You think Qin Su 'reasonable'? You think Qin Su's existence and appearance are reasonable? Is Qin Su a reasonable person? His acts of turning on people and slaughtering others..."
Bang!
Clang...
As the saying goes, every creature has its nemesis. Greyliff slammed his palm down on the table, shattering the black surface. Norian immediately cowered like a quail.
"Norian," Greyliff said coldly, "Since you're so agitated, you take your men and monitor and report back from outside Balenman in real time."
Before anything actually happens, launching a strong attack on Balenman would not only likely lead to protests from Saiweiyala Planet due to Balenman's special relationship with it, but even if it were initiated by him, based on the network of relationships Qin Su demonstrated during his previous internship in Class 6), many people would openly or secretly obstruct the attack.
Even Patrick received a generous gift from Qin Su.
He could only remain inactive until he was certain that Qin Su had indeed committed cruel acts of torture and murder against the Modified Humans.
Norian's face drained of color; he was filled with regret for not speaking up earlier, but dared not offend Greyliff, so he could only nod and reply, "Yes."
Greyliff waved his hand, telling Norian to get lost.
Norian left quickly, while the others, having received no instructions from Greyliff, remained cautiously in the same enclosed space with him, occasionally stealing glances at the several open pages of the Optical Brain in front of Greyliff.
On several pages, indirect inquiries from various planetary Military Districts and Military Academies kept scrolling by. Greyliff frowned, his face full of impatience, and he didn't respond to any of them.
Their personal Optical Brain also received a barrage of similar inquiries, mostly 'greetings' from their own children and relatives in Balenman, though many of the tone was not as friendly as when they were facing Greyliff.
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It's 3 PM in Saint Parknia.
After replying to the indirect inquiries from various people, Aiseboer felt a pounding in his chest. Although he didn't understand exactly what had happened to Balenman, he knew that something orchestrated by Qin Su had already occurred. Regardless of whether he could get a response from Qin Su, he still urgently contacted Qin Su.
Looking at the highly corrosive rain blocked outside the protective layer, Aiseboer sent:
[Good afternoon, Qin Su! The weather is really nice today. How is everyone?]
He hoped that Qin Su would give him some news out of consideration for the beautiful weather, otherwise he would feel uneasy.
"..." Qin Su's lips twitched as he stared at Aiseboer's words.
The map of the Yan Kingdom in Aiseboer is too short.
I glanced at the status of the Fourth Military Academy's Spaceship; it was almost ready to send the landing site message after exiting the Jump Channel. It was time to remind Aiseboer to go and 'receive' it.
[Once the gift is received, you are free to do with it as you see fit.]
Fearing that Aiseboer might be overly cautious and hesitant to act rashly, Qin Su gave him a special reminder.
Aiseboer: "?"
"Gift?"
"Was it a gift from Qin Su?"
"Or will you give it to me?"
Aiseboer pointed at himself in disbelief as a communication request suddenly popped up on his Optical Brain.
"What is it?" Aiseboer quickly adjusted his facial expression and answered the call.
"Vice Principal, come here quickly! Just now, the Fourth Military Academy's Jump Point received a landing alert from the Spaceship that Qin Su left. Qin Su and Class 6) are very likely to have returned ahead of schedule!" The person speaking was anxious as the exercise had just begun and they were already back.
Upon hearing the words on the other end, Aiseboer immediately looked at the message Qin Su had sent him, jumped up from his office chair, and strode outside. "Don't panic, I'm coming right now."
His eyes weren't hallucinating; Qin Su really had sent him a gift, delivered by the Fourth Military Academy's Spaceship...
Etc.
If he remembered correctly, Qin Su only took one of the Fourth Military Academy's Spaceships with him when he left this time. Now it's back with gifts, so is Class 6 coming back too? And... what kind of gifts could possibly warrant such a large Spaceship being specially sent back?
Recalling the inquiries from various people and the sudden awakening last night, the thought was terrifying. Aiseboer panicked and decisively ordered the person on the other end of the communication, "Don't open it until I get here!"