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A military transport aircraft roared down the runway, rising into the cold wind. It trembled slightly due to the turbulence, yet it bravely broke through the clouds despite the harsh conditions.
As a transport aircraft, the interior was naturally quite 'simple.' Yang Xiaoyou and their group, along with a Royal Guard sent by the commander from Denmark, tidied up a bit. A few tables and chairs were set up, temporarily transforming the cargo hold into a basic shelter.
The severe shaking caused by the turbulence left Huang Yue and the Tour Guide, who had little experience with such situations, looking somewhat pale.
At that moment, the two hunters realized that they were indeed accompanying someone significant from Denmark. Although Yang Xiaoyou often brainwashed them with information from the male tour guide, it was clear that they wouldn't understand Danish.
For these two hunters, who were unaware of the truth, their reactions were just right and actually earned them some points.
"Everyone, don't worry. The air is like this; it gets quite intense during takeoff and landing. I'll go check on the cockpit; feel free to make yourselves comfortable," said the Royal Guard after helping to tidy up. He smiled reassuringly at a few of the more frightened ladies before standing up and heading toward the cockpit.
Seeing this Royal Guard, responsible for their escort yet also somewhat probing and watchful, leave made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.
Once on board the plane, it signified that they had successfully escaped from the death shadow cast by the virus behind them.
In an instant, they all felt a rush of exhilaration as if they had narrowly escaped death.
Olafsson, known as the Piano Prince, turned to Yang Xiaoyou with a tired yet relaxed expression, wanting to say something. However, before he could speak, Yang Xiaoyou raised a hand to gesture simply for silence.
Then, dipping a finger into tea, Yang quickly traced an English word—'monitor'—on the table before swiftly wiping it away once everyone had seen it.
This made everyone’s hearts skip a beat. Although they generally believed in their arranged identities, there was still an air of caution.
Yang Xiaoyou clearly knew where the listening device was but certainly wouldn’t act rashly.
After giving a brief reminder to everyone, several skilled actors among them seamlessly slipped into their 'original identities' and began chatting happily. After all, there was no need to pretend about feeling alive after such a harrowing experience.
"How's it going? The commander has already confirmed everything; you seem a bit too anxious," remarked the pilot while glancing at the Royal Guard beside him wearing headphones. He smiled as he spoke.
Now that the aircraft had reached cruising altitude, the initial vibrations had subsided significantly, making the pilot's job much easier.
"This is concerning. When you enlisted, it was already the era of Akiem, and you may not have an intuitive understanding of His Highness's influence. If he were to be manipulated by someone with ulterior motives, especially considering that His Highness's wife is of Eurasian Mixed-Blood, and if a bloodline test were conducted with Queen from a different generation, it could certainly be exploited by those with ill intentions. We absolutely cannot give them any leverage or opportunity." The Royal Guard remained resolute.
The camp commander had been assigned here for many years, and he understood some of the underlying issues. If a bloodline test were indeed conducted, there was no doubt that the results concerning this Prince would be heavily exploited. Even Queen would understand this while under the protection of Aspects.
For this reason, determining the identity of His Highness the Prince in the short term required more attention to daily matters.
"He has turned off the eavesdropping device." After half an hour outside, Yang Xiaoyou sensed the disappearance of the invisible communication waves with his unique mental power and suddenly spoke up.
His words left those present momentarily stunned. Well, it was one thing to detect eavesdropping equipment through experience and keen observation, but to directly determine whether military eavesdropping devices were on or off felt somewhat surreal.
Did he carry some advanced detection instruments? However, recalling the mysterious abilities displayed by this ‘Magic Boy’, they quickly dismissed their doubts.
"Damn it," they thought. If he could use 'magic', then even if he claimed to fly, no one would question him. Since he had turned it off, it must indeed be off.
At that moment, although everyone was filled with questions, they refrained from voicing their doubts. They realized that aside from those unbelievable 'magical' feats, the identity of this Denmark Prince might actually stem from the fact that this young man had encountered the wandering prince and princess at some point.
"Um, Mr. Yang, what should I do once we get there?" Olafsson, feeling detached from the situation, had little to inquire about. However, the male tour guide—now presumably Fortland—asked nervously.
"What do you mean? Once we arrive, we'll part ways. Do you want to stay and pretend to be a Prince, or do you want to come clean? It's entirely up to you," Yang Xiaoyou replied with an eye roll. He only intended to use this excuse to make a quick escape once they reached Denmark.
As for this tour guide, well, he had been saved after all; it was a matter of life and death. Helping him out a bit didn't seem like too much to ask. Moreover, for political reasons, even if his identity were exposed later on, there would be plenty of people willing to cover for him. Even in the worst-case scenario, there wouldn't be a death sentence; he might even end up truly becoming a Prince. There was no loss in that.
And even if there were losses, what did it matter? It wasn't his problem. Although if Hive Security Company got involved, they could exert influence and potentially gain some benefits, such involvement would also bring significant trouble.
Given the current chaotic situation in the Middle East, P Company's Virtual Docking System, along with salvaging resources from the disbanded Thunder God Corporation’s Production Line, had already consumed immense effort; they were now powerless here.
Perhaps if he were a real Prince, they could consider providing temporary protection until they could manage things better later on. But since he was just an imitation without substantial backing, maintaining balance due to political factors and various external influences in a short time would be too challenging for this inherently incapable tour guide.
The best option now was naturally to leave right after arriving in Denmark.
Under the strict regime of the Chinese Empire, once back on home soil, even if the truth were to come out, the Kingdom of Denmark would have no power to take action against someone like him, a mere accomplice.
As for the research on p, well, all the parameters that needed to be set have been completed. He is already clear on the specific model, and any future issues should only be minor details that can be resolved remotely.
Moreover, he has fully projected the core of the Virtual Docking System into his mind. He could easily kick p aside and gather a team of professionals to work independently.
Of course, breaking the monopoly to create competition would not align with the interests of Hive Security Company. As long as the other party does not overstep, maintaining cooperation with p would maximize the benefits derived from monopolizing the Virtual Docking System.
This is a seller's market; pricing is merely a matter of negotiation. If you want exclusivity, you must pay the price.
As the atmosphere of near-death experiences gradually faded away, amidst various thoughts of anxiety and calculation among the crowd, the plane made a stop at the Faroe Islands before successfully arriving in Denmark's capital, Copenhagen.
The moment they disembarked from the plane, almost everyone felt as if they had returned to life after being in another world.
The bustling airport was a stark contrast to Nuuk.
“Oh, which one is my poor nephew?” Just as they stepped off the plane, a group of over ten people who seemed to have been waiting approached them. Initially, Yang Xiaoyou thought they were just simple airport greeters and paid little attention, contemplating how to slip away unnoticed.
However, upon hearing those words, his pupils involuntarily constricted. He did not expect that the noble-looking man leading the group would be none other than Denmark's Crown Prince, Frederik André Henrik Christian.
He was indeed the main culprit behind forcing Fortland's 'father' out. Yang Xiaoyou never imagined he would come personally to greet them; this was not good news for someone eager to make a quick escape.
“Hmm, these must be my sister-in-law's relatives. Just so happens that your Second Prince from the Chinese Empire is visiting our country; how about we go meet him together?” After identifying their sole Danish guide, Frederik turned back to Yang Xiaoyou and his companions.
Although his expression was mild, there was a flicker in his eyes.
This was a hard-won opportunity to learn about this secret reported back home. Now that news had reached his mother's ears, it was not easy to take direct action against this nephew in such a short time. However, while it might be difficult to target him directly, he could certainly focus on those around him.
If he could manipulate that lazy and arrogant idiot Second Prince from China into providing unfavorable testimony against these people, he could seize an opportunity from there.
Hearing his words, Yang Xiaoyou felt even more frustrated. The Second Prince of the Chinese Empire? Wasn't that the fellow he had met in the capital last time?
To be honest, although the Third Prince Roche was quite an impressive figure, having reached a certain level of power before being stripped of it, his brilliance paled in comparison to that of his Second Brother, who was equally a Second Generation Heir. The difference was significant.
If it weren't for his spiritual power being on par with that of the Dream Butterfly, he might not have even noticed anything amiss!
Even so, it was only after being swept by Roche's gaze that he discovered the unfathomable Underworld City hidden beneath the surface. According to the Demoness's analysis, there were likely shadows of support behind the Common Unity Party. These were formidable characters willing to abandon their current wealth for a chance at future power—those who believed in breaking before establishing, and who had the resolve to be shattered rather than remain whole, willing to sacrifice everything for success.
Before Roche could make a move, Yang Xiaoyou had already sensed something was off. However, he wasn't afraid of him; during this time, the arrangements made by Hive Security Company and the Demoness's family had gradually incorporated that royal mascot into their plans. Even if turmoil arose in the future, they would certainly be prepared.
But the current environment was entirely different. The Second Prince Ron had unexpectedly appeared here, and the Crown Prince of Denmark seemed intent on targeting his cheap nephew through Yang and his companions.
If they truly met face to face, he would recognize both Yang and the Demoness.
Initially, Yang Xiaoyou wasn't worried about causing trouble in Denmark; he had planned to slip away as soon as he arrived, before anyone could uncover his identity.
However, if he did meet the Second Prince, with Ron's hidden nature, even subtle hints would likely lead him to recognize both of them.
In that case, escaping would become much more complicated.
There was naturally a barrier between the Chinese Empire and Western countries. If one committed a crime abroad and fled, others could do nothing about it. Conversely, if one committed a crime abroad and got caught, there would only be expressions of concern at most; rarely would any serious measures be taken.
Perhaps due to Liang Wuxuan's status, she might ultimately be released. But Yang figured he would have to endure some tragedy first; leaving would likely require waiting until his injuries healed and taking extreme measures.
This undoubtedly added significant variables to the situation.
After quickly weighing his options, Yang Xiaoyou decisively responded, "The Second Prince? That infamous playboy? No way! My girlfriend is too exceptional; I won't let her meet him. He's a lecherous fiend who will do anything to get his hands on any woman he desires. I absolutely won't allow that to happen!"
Beside him, Liang Wuxuan shot him a flirtatious glance that was utterly captivating.
However, Yang Xiaoyou's words left the Crown Prince of Denmark momentarily stunned. Damn it, that fellow was still a prince of their country, yet he openly criticized him in front of an outsider. Was the royal family of the Chinese Empire truly one of the most tragic among the few constitutional monarchies in the world?
Or perhaps the Hong Kongers were just very bold.
Yet, after being sharply criticized by Yang Xiaoyou, it was indeed difficult for the Danish prince to forcefully bring someone over. Doing so would be too obvious, and he had to admit that being next to that sickly beauty was quite a burden.
No matter who it was, being her man would surely come with immense pressure. It was only natural to have such doubts. Given his recent interactions with that second-generation heir, it was entirely possible that the sickly one might actually achieve something.
Now he just hoped they would leave later, allowing him to find an opportunity to arrange for the Second Prince to be led over there. Moreover, with such a beauty present, his chances of winning her over would increase significantly.
At the same time, Yang Xiaoyou was also thinking that it seemed they needed to leave tonight—no, this afternoon—immediately. He had to contact the Hive Security Company's local office right away.
However,
At that moment, a voice filled with a mix of excitement and surprise reached Yang Xiaoyou's ears from not far away, sending shivers down his spine.
"Yo! Hahaha! It's really you! And President too! Wow, such a grand welcoming party? You're going too far! You didn't even help us fight for this opportunity. We were worried you’d be bored during winter break and just travel around, then go to Iceland to find you. Hehe, isn't that loyal?"
Soon after, Huang Wei and several familiar figures appeared before Yang Xiaoyou.
Having gone to bed at two or three in the morning and now typing away again, he felt like he was losing his mind. Regretful.
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