As soon as they entered the ship, the students were shocked by how small it was.
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The interior of the ship wasn't small, but compared to its size, it was much smaller.
There were no comfortable cabins to speak of. Instead, there were rows of metal chairs that had clearly been attached recently, arranged neatly in the center of the cockpit.
"It looks so big from the outside. How come it's so small inside?
Is there a separate cabin? "Tang Xiao muttered to himself, puzzled.
Jin Tao snorted disdainfully. "What do you know? There's no rest cabin.
This kind of small warship only has one cockpit. Both the pilot and resting are in the same place.
There's no other place.
The reason it's so small is probably because the ship's propulsion system and weapons take up most of the space. Look at the fire control system. The control panel is seven meters wide. That's as big as a battleship.
You'd need at least four fire controllers to control it.
For a normal patrol ship, one person was enough to control the fire.
This is a super small warship. "
Tang Mi was surprised to hear this. "Jin Tao, how do you know so much?"
Jin Tao smirked. "My studies aren't that great, but I've loved warships since I was a kid. The more I study, the more I know."
By now, the students had all entered the cockpit. There was only one person in the spaceship.
It was a young man, not much older than they were. He wore a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. He looked casual, with a lollipop dangling from his mouth.
He glanced at them, then continued to stare at the screen.
The students were naturally curious about warships.
For a moment.
The entire cockpit became a little noisy.
Many were talking about what they knew about warships. Jin Tao wasn't the only one who liked them!
There was a flash of light, and Lan Jue, Mika, and Xiu Xiu entered the cockpit.
"Silence!" Lan Jue snorted. His oppressive aura was effective. Immediately, the students quieted.
"Take your seats and fasten your seatbelts.
Accountant, ask the control tower for takeoff time. "
The young man sitting in front gave an OK gesture to Lan Jue.
That's right, this was the person controlling the spaceship.
It was the Accountant.
He ran to Lan Jue's place to find him the night before Lan Jue returned to West Mountain Base. His purpose was very simple, he wanted to escape.
Ever since the arrival of the Bookworm, the Accountant thought he was going crazy. The Keeper had tormented him to no end, and now that he'd finally managed to escape the clutches of the Keeper and gain some freedom, the Bookworm came along.
Before the Bookworm became a Paragon, he'd taught Lan Jue as much as he could.
The Bookworm knew that if he failed in his attempt to break through to Paragon, he would lose his life.
Then, he wouldn't have long to live.
The Keeper had no reason to object.
The Bookworm had many students, but only a few had truly inherited his knowledge. Every student had only learned a small part of his abilities.
The Accountant's Discipline had piqued the Bookworm's interest, especially after he'd learned of it from the Keeper. Together, the Bookworm and the Keeper plotted to create a mad scientist.
The Accountant's life was far more painful than the A.R.C. students. The word 'hell' couldn't even begin to describe it.
Finally, the Bookworm broke through to Paragon, and went into seclusion.
Only the Keeper watched over him as he continued to study.
That was when he found a chance to escape.
Lan Jue felt she owed the Accountant for what had happened on Cerulean. She'd asked the Keeper in private, and he hadn't objected.
She'd brought the Accountant with her.
Of course, she hadn't brought him along for nothing.
In Lan Jue's words, it was recycling trash. Piloting Zeus -1 had been handed over to the Accountant for the time being.
In any case, the Accountant has some unique advantages in this area.
The students took their seats on the ship.
There was less than half a foot between each seat. All they had to do was move and they'd touch the person next to them.
As for comfort, well, that was out of the question.
What was so comfortable about a metal chair?
The students obeyed Lan Jue's orders and fastened their seatbelts. They looked at her with eager eyes.
At this moment, the fear in their hearts had lessened a lot. In any case, the following special training would be an interplanetary journey.
It wasn't too bad.
Lan Jue walked to the front of the group. Her voice was soft. "I've discussed it with the school, and we've come to the conclusion that two months is too short a time.
We haven't set a time limit for our next training.
It's possible it'll be longer than the original two months.
We'll give you ten minutes to contact your families and let them know you're safe.
Of course, if anyone dares reveal the secrets of our training, they'll have their training doubled. "
Contact their families?
The students all felt the urge to burst into tears.
Mika and Xiu Xiu handed out communicators to the students.
It would be easier for them to contact their families.
Lan Jue stood at the forefront, glaring at them like a tiger watching its prey.
The students weren't fools. They understood what Lan Jue meant when she said they couldn't reveal the secrets of their training.
It was obvious she didn't want them to reveal the hardships they'd suffered in the class. She just wanted to comfort their families.
A month of suffering and torment!
Many of them burst into tears when they heard their families' voices. Then they felt Lan Jue's icy glare.
Ten minutes passed quickly. The communicators were taken away.
The expressions of the students had more or less changed. Most of them seemed much more relaxed.
Lan Jue said. "We're going to another planet.
The previous month's training was more intense. You can rest during the flight.
Prepare to take off. "
Rest?
The students looked at each other. Since when did the demon drillmaster become so accommodating?
Lan Jue didn't care what they thought. She walked to the spacious and comfortable main seat and sat down. She closed her eyes and rested.
Mika and Xiu Xiu, wearing their silver masks, went to their usual spots.
Zeus -1 slowly left the docking area and entered the take-off area. Moments later, the spacecraft sped up and entered the clouds. Like a thin blue needle, it pierced through the atmosphere and into space.
So fast!
That was how the students felt. In the cockpit, they could see the outside world through the transparent barrier in front of them.
Before they could take in too much, the spacecraft shot out of the atmosphere.
The spacecraft itself was very stable.
After entering space, the spacecraft began cruising. The outside world was completely isolated. It was abnormally quiet.
The beauty of space, no matter how many times you looked at it, was still shocking.
Not to mention these students, who rarely left Skyfire Planet to begin with.
"Give them something," Lan Jue said.
Xiu Xiu stood up and took out a large bag from somewhere. He walked towards the students. Under their curious gazes, he handed them plastic bags.
Yes, plastic bags.
What was he doing?
Everyone was puzzled.
Lan Jue stood up and walked to the front of the students. "In our era, there are two things that represent the highest technology. One is the mecha you're all familiar with.
The continuous advancement of mecha technology has made us humans stronger and stronger.
Most people, especially men, yearned to become a powerful mecha pilot.
Other than mecha, there's warships.
The technology of warships determines our interstellar migration and our ability to protect humanity.
The combination of these two forms our strongest military force.
"I believe everyone has guessed that the spacecraft you're on is a warship.
And I can tell you that although this warship isn't big, its actual combat power is no less than a battleship. So, you can't look at it like a patrol ship.
The materials and power gems used in its construction are worth as much as an expeditionary battleship. "
Looking at the students' sparkling eyes, Lan Jue continued, "Interstellar travel is very lonely. The original design of this warship can only accommodate a dozen or so people, so your seats were added at the last minute.
It's impossible for you to be comfortable.
So, in this lonely interstellar travel, are you interested in experiencing the power of a small warship that can rival a battleship, or even surpass a battleship? How does it perform?
I can't say that this warship is the most technologically advanced small warship, but it's definitely one of the best.
Are you interested in experiencing its power? "
"Yes!" The first to shout was Jin Tao.
He wasn't trying to cheer for his teacher, but he was genuinely interested.
With the first one, quite a number of people immediately chimed in.
But Tang Xiao wasn't one of them.
Looking at his teacher standing in front, Tang Xiao couldn't help but frown. Based on the teacher's style during the special training, he didn't seem to be so kind.
Also, what were those plastic bags for?
Lan Jue nodded in satisfaction. She turned to the Accountant. "Get ready."
"Alright!"
The Accountant's voice was filled with excitement. His hands began to pound away at the controls like rain on a banana leaf. From what the students could tell, the Accountant's hand speed was at least forty. They couldn't help but wonder if the pilot was a God-ranked pilot as well.
Lan Jue returned to his seat. He buckled his seatbelt as well.
Xiu Xiu and Mika did the same.
A sense of foreboding crept into Tang Xiao's heart.
Then, all the students felt the seat belts tightening around their shoulders and waists.
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At our last class reunion, a student had too much to drink and collapsed. We warmly prepared a plastic bag for him, but one wasn't enough …
Cough cough … (To be continued, please search, the better the novel, the faster the update!