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Not all aircraft have names, just like the large object that Jufeng was aboard, which had only a production number and no proper name. If it weren't for its illustrious history, it would have spent its entire service life in silence.
However, the private aircraft that Jufeng was on had an interesting name: "Life One," as if riding this craft could extend one's lifespan. The boss of the aircraft was a blonde, blue-eyed man, typical of Western descent. The aircraft had its own armed personnel, around a hundred strong, along with various staff members, making it quite a formidable team.
In just a couple of hours, they would reach their destination: Star.
That morning, like every other day, even without the sun or stars, Jufeng got up on time. However, ever since he started sharing a bed with Chuyang, the first thing he did after waking up was not to practice his childhood skills honed in Yanhuang City but to quietly gaze at Chuyang, who lay in his arms—unassuming yet remarkably beautiful.
Today, for some reason, Chuyang had climbed onto Jufeng's chest. The girl seemed oblivious to the differences between genders; she wore only a pair of shorts and lay on Jufeng's muscular chest, her mouth pressed into an odd shape and leaving a trace of drool that felt slightly cool and damp.
Jufeng dared not move. For someone like him, a martial arts master with exceptional control over his body, maintaining such a position without moving or feeling any fatigue was easy. He simply watched quietly, unable to see her exquisite blue eyes but captivated by her short purple hair. A smile gradually spread across his face.
Finally, it seemed that Chuyang shared a special connection with "Daddy." She didn't make Jufeng wait long; she opened her sleepy eyes and sat up on his chest. Noticing the moisture at the corner of her mouth, she giggled at Jufeng, her laughter like music—a sweet melody reminiscent of a lark's song.
Chuyang clung to Jufeng as they entered the bathroom for their morning routine. Afterward, she changed into a pink dress, instantly transforming into a delicate princess.
Choosing clothes was Flower Snow Moon's forte; some women just have an innate ability to impress others. Not only did she think as sharply as any man in business matters, but she also excelled at being feminine. This left Politeness astounded and led to comments about how Fiery Beauty also had the potential to be a good wife and mother. Naturally, Flower Snow Moon shot him a cold glare that made him feel thoroughly scrutinized.
During breakfast in the dining room, they encountered their host Gail Beal—a handsome man who had just reached middle age yet still looked youthful. It was evident he was a successful individual capable of managing such a vast enterprise. Jufeng thought that perhaps by the time he returned to Washing City, Zongheng Express Company would also have the capability to own its own aircraft.
To expand in the express delivery industry, interstellar operations were an unwritten rule in business.
The friendship between gentlemen is often superficial; they were merely passing acquaintances who didn't wish to deepen their relationship. After exchanging simple pleasantries, they each went about their own business. Life aboard the aircraft was still as dull as ever; even Politeness was getting restless. Occasionally he would rally everyone for a few rounds of cards to pass the time, but Tong Bailong dismissed him with an eye roll while Flower Snow Moon didn't even bother with that. After much effort convincing Situ Yu to join them, four men played together; however, Politeness always ended up losing. The stakes were low—just some push-ups—but even Politeness grew tired of them after losing repeatedly.
After completing fifty push-ups once again, Politeness jumped up in frustration and cursed under his breath. "I can't believe this! This time I'm definitely going to win back my losses."
Just as Politeness was about to sit down again, Chuyang —who had been silently watching "Daddy" play cards—suddenly spoke up with an unexpected question that captured everyone's attention.
"Hey? Why did the aircraft suddenly turn around?"
Everyone looked confused; they didn't understand what Chuyang meant by her comment. However, Jufeng couldn't afford to be careless. Having spent recent days with Chuyang revealed many peculiarities about her—like her fascination with metal and her keen interest in Tong Bailong's gaming tablet. Once while playing Tong Bailong's favorite game, she surprisingly cleared it on her first attempt despite never having played before. While everyone else thought Chuyang was simply talented at gaming, Jufeng found it strange when she claimed that the tablet had instructed her on how to play. What kind of logic was that?
Jufeng maintained his composure as he turned and gently lifted Chuyang into his arms. He asked calmly and softly, " Chuyang, how did you know the aircraft turned around?"
"Blinking her eyes, Chuyang said, 'The spacecraft told me. It communicated through the ground that the originally set route to the star has suddenly changed to another planet.'
Chuyang's eyes were very sincere, and Jufeng was sure she wasn't lying. But what did this mean? This wasn't a fairy tale world where spacecraft could talk. How could it communicate with Chuyang through metal?
Jufeng dared not think further; such thoughts were too absurd. He signaled Civilization, who intended to check the cockpit, but when they reached the door, they suddenly found it locked by the ship's system. No matter what they did, it wouldn't open, even their key card had lost its effectiveness.
At this moment, everyone in the room realized the seriousness of the situation. A sudden change in route and temporary confinement meant they had encountered pirates.
Jufeng furrowed his brow. There were probably hundreds of tourists on this ship, and those who could afford interstellar travel were likely wealthy. It seemed they had indeed run into kidnappers.
Jufeng tossed Second-Grade Huan Ke Manufacturing Tools to Civilization. 'Try using the Thermal Sword.'
The so-called Thermal Sword was made with the most heat-resistant metal for its core, utilizing compressed Crystal for heating. When heated to a certain maturity, it could cut through iron like mud and was an excellent weapon against mechs. Only Second-Grade Huankezhao had this feature.
Civilization rotated the cylindrical object at an angle, and a wave of heat surged into the room. Fortunately, the truly scorching area was only about a foot long. Civilization thrust the Thermal Sword forward, but it merely produced a 'ding' sound; the door remained intact.
Retrieving the sword, Civilization shook his head. Jufeng also smiled wryly; at this rate, they could only wait for their fate and think of other solutions.
Just as Jufeng was anxiously pondering, Chuyang spoke again with surprising confidence.
'Dad, I can make it open.'
'You can?' Jufeng asked in disbelief.
'Yes, they all listen to commands from the spacecraft's Control Center, and it seems to obey me quite well. I can even change the route back.'
Everyone exchanged glances in astonishment. This was beyond common understanding. Situ Yu had already been amazed by someone like Politeness who could walk on walls, but even Politeness looked shocked at Chuyang's words. What kind of ability was this? Even doors listened to her commands; what kind of prodigy was she?
It was Jufeng who first recovered from his shock. As a man closely related to Chuyang and Skin, he hadn't sensed anything unusual about her nature. He nodded at Chuyang, signaling her to open the door. Chuyang closed her eyes for two seconds before opening them again with a joyful expression. 'Done!'
Civilization stood at the door and reached out to open it. With a click, the door actually opened. However, despite his excitement, Civilization didn't rush out but waited for Jufeng's next command."
Jufeng, in shock, temporarily set aside the investigation into Chuyang's background. He picked up Chuyang and secured the Second-Grade Knife, then began to look for an opportunity.
The group on the aircraft intended to commit robbery, so Jufeng had no choice but to turn the tables. There were about two hundred enemies on the aircraft, likely scattered across various tourist areas to intimidate and loot. Thus, Jufeng decisively decided to capture the leader first and headed straight for the Western Man.
However, the problem was that he wasn't sure where the Western Man was; it was highly likely that he was in the cockpit. What was certain was that Chuyang was there, and she was extremely sure that Gail Beal was present as well, which startled Jufeng once again.
With many people and a large target, Jufeng divided everyone into three teams, each with its own task.
Flower Snow Moon and Politeness would create a distraction at the cockpit from the front; he and Tong Bailong would take a flanking approach for a surprise attack; as for Civilization and Situ Yu, they would hold the rear, stationed at the divide between the tourist area and the work area, blocking for as long as they could.
After agreeing on a time, everyone dispersed. Civilization held Chuyang close and followed Tong Bailong as they made their way toward the cockpit.
(To be continued)
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