Fish on the Hook

"You're using the Giant Ball to fish!"

For the first time, Qian Qingqing's deduction earned her fiancé's praise. "Not bad! You're the first person in the General Overseer Hall to notice it."

Cheng Han added, "Qingqing, your intuition is extraordinarily sharp. I think you have the potential to become an outstanding commander."

The reason he had let Qian Qingqing command this pursuit battle was not merely to fool around. He had wanted to test his fiancée.

Now, it seemed the results had far exceeded his expectations.

Qian Qingqing was a little unsure of herself. "Really? I feel like I'm far behind you."

Cheng Han smiled. "This is your first time formally commanding a battle. You'll be fine once you accumulate enough experience."

He paused, then continued, "On an intensely chaotic battlefield, commanders are constantly bombarded by all kinds of information.

"Much of that information is completely contradictory, making it difficult for commanders to discern the true situation on the battlefield and leading them to make wrong decisions.

"The sharper a commander's intuition is, the better they can seize the crucial details amid the overwhelming clutter of information and make the right decisions."

Cheng Han brought the subject back around. "You accurately deduced my intentions from a minor speed restriction alone. That is the potential of a commander."

Qian Qingqing blushed slightly from the praise. "Really?"

Cheng Han nodded firmly. "Of course!"

Remembering the important matter, Qian Qingqing pressed, "By the way, the target you're trying to fish for this time... isn't it a deity of the Celestial Race?"

Cheng Han nodded again. "That's right!"

Although Qian Qingqing had already guessed it, she still could not help gasping when she heard the answer. "You're playing far too big!"

Cheng Han laughed. "The Celestial Race deployed so many Light Sail Warships this