"Blood Fang Group... why did that name sound so familiar? Let me think. Huh? Wait!"
"I remember now! No way, Blood... Fang... Group..." The student muttered to himself, and his expression became extraordinarily vivid.
Because his mind seemed to have truly recalled certain forbidden things lurking in the darkness.
"No, look at the full headlines." Muer swallowed hard and tugged at his classmate again. As his finger swiped left, the headline on the far right was fully revealed.
"There's more? Completed by..."
"...Dingchuan Academy, first-year squad... Wings of Freedom!?"
Muer's classmate was completely stunned.
He had never expected to see such a line. Those familiar words struck his head like a heavy hammer, turning his thoughts into mush.
Before he could react, Muer had already shot to his feet and grabbed his arm.
"What are you standing around for? Let's go!"
"Go where?" the classmate asked blankly.
"To Dingchuan Academy's formation! Look around—if we're late, do you think there'll still be room?"
Muer's skinny body erupted with more than twice its usual strength, forcibly dragging the still-bewildered student toward the hoverboards at a sprint.
Only then did that student realize that their conversation had merely been the beginning.
Because...
All around them, cries of alarm erupted at the same instant.
Then, those people turned their stunned... horrified gazes toward that corner of the light screen.
"Dingchuan Academy!"
Wave after wave of suppressed exclamations rose from the stands. No matter what people had been looking at, as long as they had connected to the network, they would inevitably receive pushes for those five news reports.
For Black, infiltrating Capital Star was galaxy-level difficult. But invading the external main base station of Capital Star's Sky Communicator—and that main station happened to be at Space Port No. 330... no matter how tightly it