Chapter 633: Garbage Star’s Losers (70)
"I was wondering if I was dreaming."
Qiann Yan: "Don’t you think you look a bit foolish right now? Obviously not."
Ke Huai was speechless, and withdrew his desperately supported spiritual power shield, dragging his somewhat heavy steps as he walked over a bit.
Facing her, he couldn’t put on a cold demeanor no matter what.
"Get up there and resupply." Qiann Yan turned around, dragging her sword. If any Insect Race attacked, she would casually swing her giant sword and smash them to pieces.
Neat, elegant, as if nothing could block her path.
Ke Huai quickly caught up, afraid he’d be left behind, and walked into the somewhat warm cabin door, exhaling lightly. He knew there was someone inside, Lei Dalong was very excited to see him, hurriedly taking him to shower and change clothes, speaking somewhat incoherently.
Five minutes later, a clean-dressed Ke Huai appeared in front of Qiann Yan, sitting right next to her, eating some delicious food.
Ke Huai didn’t ask why they weren’t leaving, actually, if conditions permitted, he planned to wipe out the Insect Race here before leaving.
What Qiann Yan said earlier about him resupplying should also mean this.
"I have a set of Mecha and weapons for you, take it and eliminate the Insect Race in a while," Qiann Yan said, "Try out how this Mecha performs."
Ke Huai swallowed his food, quickly nodding, indeed his guess was spot on.
An hour later, Ke Huai put on the brand-new Mecha, carried the weapons, got off the aircraft, and fought against the Insect Race. After enough fighting and needing to resupply, he slipped back into the aircraft.
"It’s great." Ke Huai’s eyes showed some excitement, "Better than the model from a few years ago, improvements all around, fits me very well, was it tailor-made for me?"
So, is this considered a gift?
Qiann Yan: "The materials are excellent, only you are worthy of it."
Ke Huai: This should be the highest praise he’s ever received, only he is worthy.
"Have you ever thought about the future?" Ke Huai asked.
Qiann Yan: "The future?"
She clearly noticed, Ke Huai’s expression was off, this guy was eager to make advances again.
"I’ve been single for almost thirty years."
Qiann Yan: "According to interstellar lifespans, that’s not long."
She’s been single for tens of thousands of years, what does thirty years count as?
Ke Huai isn’t a fool, of course he caught the underlying meaning, also realizing that this lifetime he probably has to fight the Insect Race long-term. Even if she really agreed, there probably wouldn’t be much time to spend with her.
His expression dimmed, the greater the capability, the greater the responsibility. He had enjoyed the interstellar honor and resources, there’s no way to shirk responsibility and go off to do other things.
She’s a free person, he can’t use anything to bind her by his side, even if he wanted to, it likely wouldn’t succeed.
If he dared, he’d definitely get beaten up, and she would despise him.
Actually, it’s pretty good now, at least in her eyes, he should be different. If he wasn’t different in her eyes, how could she have gone through all the trouble to initiate a spatial jump to find him?
Every spatial jump, there’s a significant chance it causes wear and tear on the aircraft. The materials and energy used for manufacturing an aircraft capable of spatial jumps are certainly very uncommon.
Saying it like this, it’s already enough.
Besides, he can still occasionally talk with her, shouldn’t other people in the interstellar have this privilege, right?
Some netizens, can only keep rewatching old videos, while he can frequently converse with her, it’s blissful enough.
Qiann Yan was somewhat puzzled, this person was just gloomy a moment ago, how did he suddenly become overjoyed, as if he encountered something good.
Ke Huai however was thinking, if one day the Insect Race could all disappear, maybe he’d still have a chance.
After resting enough, he grabbed his weapon and went back down to slash the Insect Race again.