Is it a glider or an airplane?

In the office of the Minister of Training within the training base of Seven Luminaries Academy. A middle-aged man and a sturdy young man of seventeen or eighteen years old sat talking at a tea table.

"Knight, what are your thoughts on these past two days at Seven Luminaries?" the middle-aged man asked the young man opposite him with a smile, the kind an elder gives a junior. Though the middle-aged man merely sat there, his every move exuded a military bearing.

The young man, addressed as Knight, showed a hint of impatience on his face, but considering he was speaking to an elder, his tone wasn't overly aggressive. "In a word: boring, utterly boring!"

"Seven Luminaries isn't a military academy, after all. We can't let the students constantly handle firearms and armor. Even if they do, the training simulations won't involve large-scale firepower. However, the training platform on the Seven Luminaries network is quite good," the middle-aged man said, indicating that there were things beyond his control.

"But that's not real. Facing a real gun barrel and a simulated one feels different. And the physical fitness of the people here is terrible!" Knight said with disdain. He had sparred with some of the senior students these past two days. While a few were barely passable, they were only just that. None had truly caught Knight's attention. To improve his combat effectiveness, he could only seek out people from the training department. Some personnel from the training and security departments were transferred from the Star System army. Soldiers, unlike academy students, possessed a killing intent during combat that excited Knight.

"This isn't a military academy, after all..." This sentence had been spoken countless times in the past two days, and the middle-aged man was helpless. "Why don't you apologize to your father and arrange to go to a military academy in the C Star Zone while you still can? You haven't officially reported in here yet anyway."

"Impossible! I'd rather be bored here until graduation than apologize. Besides, I did nothing wrong! Those guys deserved to be beaten! They were asking for it!" Mentioning this, a fierce aura emanated from Knight. Weren't they just beating up a bunch of noisy, show-off second-generation rich kids? He'd do it again if he saw them.

The middle-aged man gave a wry smile. These father and son were so alike, that stubbornness, once ignited, was hard to turn. Just as he was about to say something else, his communicator suddenly rang. He gestured for Knight to wait, then looked at the screen. It was an unfamiliar number, and not a video call, just voice. Pondering who it could be, Huoding picked up the communicator, his demeanor as the Minister of Training evident. "This is Huoding."

"Little Dingzi..."

Upon hearing this voice, Huoding shot up from his chair, instinctively snapping his feet together into a standard military posture, and replied with a powerful voice, "Yes!"

The sound almost made Knight, sitting opposite him, fall off his chair. He stared with his mouth agape at the man who had just been acting like an elder, now standing ramrod straight in a military pose, listening to someone scold him over the communicator.

"Yes... Understood. Please rest assured, I will immediately notify the Security Team to take action... Understood, I know. Please rest assured... Alright, please take care!"

After the call ended, Huoding's tense body relaxed slightly, his expression bitter, much more so than when he was talking to Knight. Also, why had Old Master Mo changed his number again? Speaking of which, Old Master Mo changed his comms ID more and more frequently to avoid being bothered. It was probably because with the arrival of new students, more people were seeking to visit him...

"Uncle Huo, what happened?"

"We'll talk later!" Huoding didn't have time to explain much to Knight. He turned and connected to the Security Team. The call was answered quickly.

"Huh? Dingzi, why are you calling me at this hour? Bored and looking for a fight?" the voice on the other end teased.

Huoding ignored the teasing and said sternly, "Gerard, I just received a report. There was a robbery at the Global Train station in the commercial district. Two flying cars robbed a student waiting for their train of their backpack..."

Gerard, hearing this, couldn't help but rub his forehead. They were too lazy to deal with such matters. It was just minor squabbles between students, nothing serious, and it would blow over. Besides, they only stole a backpack, not anything important. And those rich kids driving flying cars didn't lack money. However, someone who could get Huoding to dispatch the Security Team clearly had some clout. Gerard's annoyance stemmed from the fact that if it were a dispute between children of prominent families, getting the Security Team involved was troublesome.

"Dingzi, tell me, who reported it?"

"Your old superior, General Mo, his father, the Vice Principal of Seven Luminaries, Old Master Mo..."

Before Huoding could finish, Gerard declared righteously, "To commit such a despicable act as a flying car robbery in broad daylight! It's outrageous!"...

Huoding: "..."

After speaking, Gerard turned and yelled at his subordinates who were sparring outside the window, "You brats, get in formation quickly! We're deploying! Anyone slow will be stripped and made to run naked around the city!" After shouting, he spoke into the communicator, "Dingzi, tell Old Master Mo not to worry, we'll deploy immediately and deal with those two little brats who are itching for a beating!"

After ending the call, Huoding pressed a control button on his hand. A screen lowered. After inputting coordinates, several images appeared, showing footage from satellites from above, the side, and the front, capturing Xilin on his Flying Skateboard and the two flying cars. Knight also leaned in curiously to watch.

Between the commercial district and the entertainment district, the City That Never Sleeps, there was a no-man's-land. The boundless green forest on the ground was stirred into a green wave by the Red Yellow Blue Three Car Shadows speeding past.

"Damn it, that kid chased us for so long on his crappy flying skateboard. What's in his bag anyway?" someone in the Bright Yellow Flying Car complained.

"Besides a newspaper, an e-reader, and some clothes, it's all food. The clothes look like they're made of decent material, otherwise, there's nothing valuable," someone in the Crimson Flying Car said after rummaging through Xilin's backpack.

"What the hell, he chased us this far for just this stuff? Another hothead. I really don't know how many High-Efficiency Energy Boxes he used!"

This person attributed Xilin's pursuit to the High-Efficiency Energy Boxes.

"Exactly, tsk. A crappy skateboard trying to chase a flying car. Even a hundred High-Efficiency Energy Boxes wouldn't help. That kid's just got a screw loose!"

"Forget him, speed up. Those two won't last much longer anyway. Besides, his crappy flying skateboard can't handle much load from High-Efficiency Energy Boxes. Don't let it explode while chasing us."

"Haha, that'll be interesting. Let's just wait and watch that kid's flying skateboard explode! Woo~~"

The two shouted arrogantly and increased their speed further.

Xilin narrowed his eyes, increased the force on his feet, and adjusted his body to an angle of minimum resistance. An invisible aura around him cleaved the air into a shuttle shape. He wasn't wearing goggles, but the speed didn't affect his vision at all.

With the sound of air being broken by his flying skateboard echoing, Xilin at this moment seemed to have merged with the flying skateboard, like a blue tracking missile, shooting forward with both speed and agility.

Xilin's brain calculated the opponent's speed, the pedaling force he needed to exert, the number of drives, and the flying skateboard's endurance. The flying skateboard's maximum speed, relying on energy supply, couldn't catch up to the two flying cars ahead. So, Xilin reduced the energy drive and used manual pedaling for propulsion.

In the training department office, Huoding and Knight were staring at the screen.

"This kid is quite something," Huoding said.

"He didn't use the Manual Control Rudder and controlled it entirely with his mind. The way he flexibly dodged obstacles shows his mental control is very strong, and it saved energy. All the energy that would have gone to the Manual Control Rudder was used to maintain the flying skateboard's flight. If he started chasing from the train station in the trade district, being able to chase this far without being left behind by the flying cars shows he has good stamina. The distorted shockwaves from him pedaling the flying skateboard indicate he has great strength." As Knight said this, a strong fighting spirit appeared in his eyes. "Who is he?" Someone like this couldn't be unknown.

Huoding typed a string of ciphers and coordinates on another screen. By locating and identifying the Qiyao Card, he could confirm the cardholder's identity.

"Daongs Xilin? From the Daongs family?"

Meanwhile, on a Dedicated Passenger Flying Car traveling from the commercial district to the entertainment district's City That Never Sleeps, a few students were bored, staring at the endless green forest outside the window.

Suddenly, a student looking out the window's eyes widened: "Holy crap, is that guy riding a flying skateboard?!"

People next to him looked out the window. Two flying cars and a flying skateboard closely pursuing them appeared in their sight and quickly overtook the passenger car.

"Is that really a flying skateboard and not a plane?"

"What? Are there planes that look like flying skateboards?"

"I think... this is actually an advertisement for flying skateboards?" someone else offered.

Someone looked around: "I don't see a film crew."

"If it's really a flying skateboard, I'm going to buy one. I just don't know the brand."

"It's okay, I recorded the footage just now!"

Regardless of the discussions among the people on the passenger flying car, Xilin now only wanted to catch the two bag-snatchers and get a sum of compensation. The flying skateboard might be scrapped after this flight.

The two flying cars ahead continued to accelerate, and Xilin also increased the force and frequency of his pedaling. The "bang bang" sound of the flying skateboard breaking through the air could be clearly heard by the people in the passenger flying car.

Before long, the red, yellow, and blue shadows disappeared from the eyes of the passengers in the passenger flying car.

"No, the flying skateboard is reaching its limit." Xilin's mind rapidly calculated the angle and success rate of his next move.

The two people chatting in the flying car suddenly heard a "boom" sound from behind them.

"Haha, it exploded! That kid's flying skateboard exploded!!"

The person in the red car, filled with ecstatic joy, was about to turn his head to look at the miserable state of the kid behind him, when suddenly, after a "bang" sound, his vision blurred, and the flying car smashed towards the ground uncontrollably.

The next moment, with another "bang" sound, another bright yellow flying car was kicked away, performing a high-difficulty somersault.

Huoding and Knight, staring at the screen in the training department office, were dumbfounded.