Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

That being said, the talent displayed by the white mouse on board the starship is not false.

After three months of initial training at the "Original Military Academy" in Heavenly Al-Quds City, this disfigured boy soon stood out and reached the point where he could be trained with the ship.

Kevin De deliberately placed him in the toughest power compartment, not angry that he had been fooled by the kid, but trying to sharpen the look of this jade.

The power compartment is the hottest, dirtiest, noisiest place on a crystalline warship, full of all sorts of magic treasure radiation, and is regarded as a fearful journey by ordinary children and practicing geniuses.

But the white mouse, the grassroots kid from the street, was like a fish with water, and was quickly recognized by everyone in the power cabin.

Kevin De knows very well how difficult this is.

As a supership that weighs dozens of kilometers, hundreds of millions of tons, wants it to go wild between star and sea storms, or resist powerful gravity on planets like Uranus, flexible as snakes, dodging lightning, lightning and space fractures, then its power compartment itself is almost a “planetary treasure” system!

In the huge power compartment like the palace, there are 18 sets of superpower units arranged like the mountain, plus eight anti-gravity units mounted to adapt to the planet's gravitational environment. Each “unit” weighs tens of thousands of tons and consists of millions of pharmacopoeia components, which can devour hundreds of tons of crystal stone at a time. Through the conversion of thousands of symbolic arrays, it becomes a powerful force of thrust and anti-gravity!

The difficulty of ensuring normal or even overloaded operation of the entire system is conceivable.

The captain and navigator located in the bridge can give the order by gently touching their fingers and clicking on the "Start”, “Power Up”, “Shield On” and “Prepare to Jump into the Stars” symbols on the light screen.

Ultimately, however, it depends on the tireless efforts of the "power master” and the refiner in the power compartment to get the commander's orders transmitted deep into each capillary of the first dozen kilometres of the giant iron and steel beast.

In the planetary realm, there is a special name for such a motivator, the Seawolf.

Like wolves roaming the stars, they have the sharpest sense of smell, the strongest motivation and the most resilient will.

Experienced captains know that a fist can blow up a meteorite's martial arts strength is easy to find, but they can hum a small tune and squeeze out all the potential of a crystalline battleship power unit at a time when they are half drunk, the old sea wolf is absolutely the existence of Cape Phoenix!

If possible, all captains would rather trade ten "martial arts strong men” for such an old sea wolf!

When the time comes, say, to fall into the deepest part of a storm in the stars and seas, when it is attacked by hundreds of millions of meteorites, don't say ten, even a hundred martial arts strong people are white.

But an old sea wolf who can handle the power unit is very likely to save hundreds of thousands and millions of lives across the ship!

The Original is the star's most powerful battleship, and the power compartment naturally brings together the world's most prestigious old sea wolves.

These old men have been nestled in the power compartment almost their entire lives, and they can hear a power unit deep in the noise of the Shanhu tsunami, the deformation of a tiny component, or in a storm in the stars and oceans, making a kiloskeletal, fuel-depleted crystalline warship, make another short jump in the sky.

In the eyes of the uninformed, they are an astonishing bunch of bad old men, but in the eyes of the inmates, every name is like Lei Guang-er, a monster.

But even these old monsters, the little white mouse monster, were shocked, and there were even seven or eight old monsters in different fields, robbing white mice together as their own disciples.

“I've never seen such a talented guy on a starship in 200 years! ”

“This boy was born for the Crystal Battleship! ”

“Shit, he's like a black hole. He's about to suck the shit out of me! ”

Until today, the white mouse created a miracle of no small magnitude. It was only a year before he entered the original fleet, and he was able to work independently and take charge of the entire operation of a position in the power compartment!

It still prevents him from being a "soldier", and according to the old monsters in the power compartment, even if the little monster is responsible for the integrated operation of seven or eight posts, even if he is in charge of a power unit alone, there is nothing to do.

So, when this kid called himself "Uncle Ji", Ji Wende's deputy general instructor also barely responded. It's a rare talent!

But…

How talented this kid is on the Crystal Warship, how many assholes he is in other ways. The bastard went to Kivender to bite his teeth and cut his neck more than once, kicked him in the ass and kicked him out of the original name.

“White... Star Sword! ”

Ji Wende took a deep breath, barely suppressed his anger, and tried to reason with him: “Tell me about you, first pass the 'Ten Fang Dasheng’ gamble to the original name, that's enough! ”

“Then you also inspired the scholars from Yokowind, and the scholars from Eagle, both of whom thought they had found a helpless soldier, made a seamless plan, and then hit the head and bleed before realizing that their divisions were the same person, you! ”

“Next, you can't believe you dressed like a 70-80 year old senior officer. You swayed around in the Farbao warehouse and made the chicken dog jump! Don't deny it! Though we haven't found out yet, maybe we'll never find out, but I know it's you! There's nobody else but you! ”

“And today, more than a hundred soldiers were deliberately caught, causing them to be locked up! ”

“Tell me about you, what exactly? Don't you know this will make you a target? ”

“Mr. White Star Sword, you are really talented on the Crystal Ship. Why do you waste your talent doing this all the time? ”

The long speech made the white mouse on the hospital bed slightly flashed, his eyes hidden by laughter, an unknown glow, went to the hospital bed again, his hands resting on his head, faintly: “Because... it's so boring. ”

“Boring? ”

Why didn't Kivender think that he would pop up with this answer and cry, "You're aiding seven masters in the power cabin at the same time. Your training subject is more than ten times that of a regular soldier. Ordinary people have arrived in your position. You've been busy hitting the back of your head for a long time. Are you bored? It's not boring to be captain of the original, is it? ”

The white mouse beat up a debt and swallowed slowly: “Being captain of the Original is boring. ”

“What!”

Kevin De couldn't help but get angry, "Young man, with a slightly less impressive score, is that right? Then why aren't you bored? White Mouse, what the hell do you want? ”

“I don't know, I'm thinking about it. ”

The white mouse scratched his nose and smiled, “Perhaps one day our technology will reach the point where we can refine a supership the size of a planet...”

Kivender grinned, "And then you became captain, right? ”

“No.”

The white mouse shook his head, "A planetary warship like this, with ten or eight ships, formed a fleet of fleets to make me commander of the fleet... that should be interesting, right? ”

Ji Wende: “…”

At this point, deep in the original, a terrible alarm sounded, and even around the medical cabin, an unknown red light flashed.

“All ships on alert one! All vacationers and departees return to their posts immediately! Open the highest level of Defense Character Array in the Living Area and hand over Soldiers and Lifesavers to everyone! ”

Givendeau and the white mouse changed their faces simultaneously.

“I'm going back to the bridge right now, and you son of a bitch, don't play dead. Go back to the power compartment. Something must have happened. Maybe a tidal wave hit the beast! ”

General Kevin De's hat slapped his head hard and hurried.

But the white mouse squeezed his eyes, sticking his nose out, sneaking a few bites, as if he smelled an unknown smell, crooked his head and asked: “Uncle Ji, can't we still get in touch with the rear? ”

Ji Wende nodded, “The planet's surface is no more than a cosmic vacuum, full of all kinds of interference, especially in the dark extinct realm, it is also a super thunderstorm area with lightning thunder, the psychic energy is extremely disturbed, temporarily unable to communicate with the rear, it is also normal. ”

"Oh," the white mouse said. "Uncle Ji, the other day in Tiandu, we were told that the president of the Xingyao Federation had been assassinated, and that thousands of citizens had died, causing mass excitement, and the drill started early. What was going on? ”

“How do I know? ”

Ji Wende stared, “This is not your concern, do your own thing! ”

The white mouse used to scratch his nose, his eyes narrower and narrower. Seriously: “Uncle Ji, I think we should get out of the dark realm as soon as possible and find a way out of the atmosphere! ”

“Just fly out of the atmosphere and into the synchronous orbit of Uranus, without the weather, can you connect with the rear? ”

“Are you kidding me? ”

Ji Wende snorted, “One of the main purposes of this exercise is to train the operational capability of the Plains in inclement weather and environments, and can now withdraw, what if in the future we meet the fleet of the Real Human Empire on the surface of an important planet and encounter inclement weather? Can you quit? ”

“Besides, we have more than a dozen corps of friends around us, and three of the strongest superships in the world. A little storm and thunderstorm frightened you? Even if we do encounter a massive wave of beasts, there is no reason to retreat! Let the demons see what the astronauts are capable of! ”

“Cut the crap and get back to work! I'll tell you what, kid, I can close my eyes on anything else, but if you retreat from the war, I'll do it myself! ”

Kevin grunted and blew his sleeve.

“Friends? ”

Watching the shadow of his big step away, the white mouse rubbed the spit star on his face and smiled bitterly, “I'm not afraid of demons, I'm friendly! ”