Four days passed in the blink of an eye. After one final ordeal, the accompanying team of experts learned that the Hope's manual-piloting experiment had ended.
Relief washed over everyone's faces, as if they'd survived a disaster.
It had been torturous.
They hoped they'd never reach a day when they had no choice but to pilot the spacecraft manually.
Otherwise, it would be torture for the other crew members.
Once the evaluation ended, Zero immediately and transparently announced everyone's scores in each category, along with their final overall scores.
There was no doubt: as long as none of the top three gave up their spots, the top three overall would become pilots of the Hope.
Someone give up? Was that even possible? No! From the moment they signed up, everyone had been aiming for this position.
They'd worked tirelessly to earn the qualification to pilot the Hope. How could anyone ask them to give it up now?
As Zero announced everyone's evaluation results, Mo Jingchun, who was vacationing at W Sea with his family, learned the final rankings.
After hearing Zero's report, Mo Jingchun took the Coconut Jelly beside him and sipped from it as he reclined in his beach chair, feeling the sea breeze.
Behind his sunglasses, his eyes gave nothing away.
Little Flying Hero, Chen Yifeng, had ranked first overall. Mo Jingchun wasn't surprised.
He'd been a Special Forces soldier, and he could pilot all kinds of helicopters and fighter aircraft. Flying came naturally to him.
He'd boldly performed a barrel roll during the evaluation, but when danger arose, boldness was exactly what you needed.
Setting down the green Coconut Jelly, Mo Jingchun said evenly:
"Set the rankings according to the overall scores. Anyone who disagrees can come talk to me after we return to Blue Star."
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