The people here are not bad, Su Jiameng could take away the shirts and shorts she wore. Hmm, she doesnât have to buy new clothes.
As for her two eggs, they were still wrapped up in that small blanket. Maybe theyâve been playing wildly lately, they seemed to purposely go against Su Jiameng, catching one and the other would escape, refusing to stay inside the small blanket.
In the end, Su Jiameng resorted to her trump card, using a thin thread of telekinesis to drag them back one by one, then flicked each eggshell, saying with some annoyance, "You two are really getting more unruly as you grow up."
Oh, weâre being reprimanded by mommy... Although the two eggs hadnât yet fully developed minds, they were very good at sensing danger. Detecting the "danger" in Su Jiamengâs words, they obediently rolled themselves to the center of the small blanket, sitting there as if saying, "For your viewing pleasure, take your pick." Su Jiameng coughed lightly and muttered, "Now thatâs more like it."
Carrying two slightly larger bundles than before, she headed out and ran into Sergeant An who was also leaving. Su Jiameng greeted her with a smile, and the otherâs expression seemed to stiffen for a moment. Ever since Su Jiameng implicitly questioned her last time, the two hadnât spoken again. But today seemed different, as An Xiangjiao initiated a conversation.
"Miss Su, you look quite good lately." An Xiangjiao returned the smile, though it seemed a bit forced.
"Naturally so, for someone not plagued by scandalous rumors, the mood is always better. With a good mood, a good complexion follows," Su Jiameng replied lightly, "Donât you agree, Sergeant An?"
Su Jiamengâs words were a provocation. The otherâs face darkened as if remembering something, then returned to a gentle smile, addressing the previous question, "If not me, it would be someone else. Affairs of the heart are like that; you never know when theyâll change. Miss Su, holding a grudge against me really isnât necessary."
Su Jiameng secretly curled her lips in disdain. Emotions may indeed be fickle, and men indeed unreliable. But to try and poach someone while his wife is down? Isnât that lacking in morals? Not to mention that Liu Shiyi apparently never paid her any mind?
She shook her head discreetly, thinking that if An Xiangjiao wasnât utterly foolish, she wouldnât have let this situation become so public if she truly wanted to poach successfully... Ultimately, this whole situation was someone elseâs business; she should just focus on her own matters.
Moreover, she believed with Liu Shiyiâs taste, the wife he chose wouldnât be that weak. Dealing with someone like An Xiangjiao who wants to poach should not be beyond her basic combat capability, right?
But judging by An Xiangjiaoâs plan, it seems she intends to wait until Liu Shiyiâs wife passes away... Uh, Su Jiameng scratched her head, thinking she should stop gossiping about others. Besides, the more one knows, the sooner they meet their end, right?
She patted the restless eggs, continuing to walk steadily to the designated waiting room, only to find somewhat awkwardly that the people inside all had ranks starting from lieutenant, with not a single sergeant... Uh, did she come to the wrong place?
"Wait here," said Li You, not in his usual military uniform today but in a camouflage combat suit, carrying real weapons on him, making a clanging sound with his combat boots against the floor, "The warship is about to enter the atmosphere of Qiming Star."
Su Jiameng paused for a moment, then realized what he meant by having her wait here.
When the warship enters the atmosphere, there will be a change in pressure that can make weaker individuals feel very uncomfortable. But this waiting room is specially designed to minimize the pressure change...
After Li You finished speaking, he checked his brain device, gave some silent instructions to his subordinates with his eyes, and they exited one by one, leaving only Liu Shiyi and that Hua Yanluo in the waiting room with her. Su Jiameng sat obediently on one side, and suddenly the ground gave a light tremble. Hua Yanluo, calmly drinking a hot beverage and having breakfast, added, "Donât be nervous..."
Su Jiameng felt exasperated. Did she look nervous? It was just entering the atmosphere, after all. Not to mention that she was inside this waiting room; even outside, it wouldnât be that bad, let alone nerve-wracking. She closed her eyes and patiently waited, then suddenly felt a rather oppressive mental wave coming from the midsection of the warship. But it was very brief, vanishing in a blink...
She abruptly opened her eyes and stood up, startling Hua Yanluo a bit, "What happened to you?"
"On this warship..." Su Jiameng sensed around carefully but found nothing, as if her previous feelings were just an illusion. But that canât be right. She certainly felt it, that feeling familiar to her bones, "Is there some kind of creature?"
Hua Yanluo chuckled, "What kind of creature? If youâre talking about creatures, arenât we also considered creatures? What happened to you just now?"
"Nothing... nothing," Su Jiameng hesitated, then swallowed her words. The feeling was too fleeting earlier; if she hadnât paid attention to that spot casually, she might not have noticed at all. Plus, she had found out that until now, this world didnât have such creatures. (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, feel free to cast a recommendation vote, monthly vote on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)