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Chapter 799 Wandering Dragon
Back in Calida Military Academy, Elwin knew one thing: by staying in the wild with Aoyama, who had a perfect score in wilderness survival, you would never have to worry about going hungry.

Even though they were on the planet Bis—a place with an environment far harsher than Calida—the two suns in the sky constantly scorched the earth, making it dry and barren.

A small oasis in the desert.

Fu Qinghai and Elowen sat under the shade of a tree. Fu Qinghai was grilling a skewer of small rodents, and a wonderful aroma wafted out. Elowen couldn't help but sniff it.

She had used up a lot of energy today and was now completely exhausted; her stomach was also rumbling loudly.

Fu Qinghai casually handed her the roasted rodent, and Elowin took it and immediately started nibbling on it.

Elowin's spacesuit had been torn, so Fu Qinghai found a set of Abyss women's fabric clothes to wrap her in in order to prevent her from getting sunburned or dehydrated. At this moment, she was wearing a headscarf and a robe, looking like an Arab woman.

Fu Qinghai himself didn't care. His pigment control organs could withstand various types of radiation, including strong ultraviolet rays, and the special sweat secreted by his improved sweat gland organs could also resist high temperatures, extreme cold, and even vacuum environments to a certain extent.

"The V-19 Tornado fighter jet does not have a hyperspace drive."

Fu Qinghai, chin in hand, muttered to himself:

"But the Abyssians on the planet Bis must have spaceships to communicate and trade with the outside world."

"They openly attacked the Empire's reconnaissance aircraft."

Elowin asked while eating his kebabs:
"Isn't this tantamount to a declaration of war? Aren't they afraid of incurring the Empire's retaliation? Could it be that there are rebels backing them up?"

"maybe."

Fu Qinghai pursed his lips, shook his head, and said:
"Don't assume a completely rational mindset when dealing with them; not everyone has the ability to 'consider the consequences.'"

“We’re just soldiers now. Soldiers don’t need to think so much. We just need to follow orders. We need to find a way to get back to Sereno alive and report the situation here truthfully. As for how to deal with the planet Bes and the Abyssians, the higher-ups will decide. There’s no point in us racking our brains here.”

Fu Qinghai stomped out the fire and said calmly.

He picked up the animal-hide backpack from the ground and put it on his back. The backpack contained survival tools such as a water bottle, knife, lighter, and binoculars, which he had scavenged from the Abyss camp. Of course, there was also his dragon sword, wrapped in strips of cloth.

"Ah."

Elowin nodded and stood up. She raised her arms and wrapped them around Fu Qinghai's neck, leaning forward and gazing intently into his eyes. She spoke softly:
"But once we finish our internship and return to Calida to complete our commissioning, we won't be soldiers anymore, right?"

"of course."

Fu Qinghai smiled upon hearing this, then lowered his head and kissed Ailovin. Ailovin, however, stood on tiptoe, hooked his elbow around the back of Fu Qinghai's neck, closed his eyes, and kissed him passionately.

Elowin has been a bit clingy lately.

Fu Qinghai thought to himself.

……

Fu Qinghai and Ailovin lay prone behind the sand dunes.

Looking at the group of huge herbivores wandering in the distance, with sturdy hooves like elephants, tall necks like giraffes, and light yellow fur similar to that of goats.

Wait, isn't that a dragon camel?

Fu Qinghai was surprised.

Fu Qinghai was certain that the dragon camel was a creature native to Tatooine, but it was not surprising to see a dragon camel on the planet Bis. Just like how there were no horses on the American continent originally, European colonists brought domestic horses, and after the domestic horses became wild, wild horses naturally emerged.

"We have food and a mount."

Fu Qinghai turned to Ailovin and said.

……

Soon, Fu Qinghai and Ailov were sitting on the broad and soft back of an adult camel. There was no saddle or reins, but the camel was willing to obey Fu Qinghai's commands and obediently carried the two of them across the desert.

Elowin didn't think about the strangeness of the situation; she was still immersed in her adoration and happiness for her boyfriend's omnipotence.

Fu Qinghai did not wander aimlessly in the desert. He consciously searched in the direction he had come from, hoping to find the Abyss people who had attacked the reconnaissance plane earlier.

Revenge was one reason, but another was that, compared to the impoverished Abyss camp in the canyon, the Abyss tribes were clearly more technologically advanced. They possessed at least surface-to-air shock missile launchers and V-19 Tornado fighter jets, and most likely, they also had spaceships.

Camels don't walk very fast, but they have good endurance. They don't need to be refueled, and when they are hungry or tired, they can stop and eat some desert plants. In fact, they are more convenient than vehicles.

Unbeknownst to them, the dry whirlwind stirred up sand and dust in the desert, obstructing Fu Qinghai and Elowen's vision. The dragon camel beneath them continued to move steadily forward against the wind and sand... until the sandstorm completely swallowed the sun like a giant beast, turning the world into a dim yellow, with only the howling wind carrying the suffocating smell of earth filling their lungs. Fu Qinghai then ordered the dragon camel to stop and kneel on the ground.

Fu Qinghai and Ailovan rolled down and hid in the triangular shelter formed by the massive body of the dragon camel and the ground. They curled up close, pulling their clothes tighter to protect themselves from the sand and wind. The dragon camel also lowered its long neck, bent it to its side, closed its eyes, and tucked its ears in.

"Boom boom boom whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The sandstorm continued, and the sand and dust accumulating on Fu Qinghai and Ailov's clothes grew thicker and thicker until they were completely covered. The accumulated sand and dust even covered half of the dragon camel's body, eventually forming a small sand dune.

After an unknown amount of time, the clamor of the wind finally subsided. Fu Qinghai used his primal force to sense that the sandstorm had left the area. He then lifted the fabric and animal skin covering him, shook off the dust, and stood up.

Suddenly, a small hill in the calm desert began to move, and a man and a woman rose from the dune one after the other, as the sand continued to slide down. A huge four-legged animal also stood up, raising its long and thick neck high.

The hazy sandstorm had dissipated, and the sky had cleared again, but the terrain had changed dramatically. The sandstorm had reshaped the landscape: a wide and winding dry riverbed appeared in the distance, dotted with black dots—presumably tents.

Standing atop the camel, Fu Qinghai raised his binoculars to observe. He saw five V-19 Turbulent fighter jets neatly parked on the leveled ground, with a YC-123B transport ship nearby. The Abyss camp was surrounded by fences, watchtowers, and patrols, giving it a heavily guarded appearance.

This is not something that can be solved with a high-powered pistol.

Fu Qinghai quickly made a judgment in his mind.

Fu Qinghai lowered his binoculars, turned and whispered something to the dragon camel's head, ordering it to cross the desert back to its herd in the direction it had come from. The dragon camel rose from its kneeling position and turned to walk towards the desert behind it.

"Come with me."

Fu Qinghai waved to Ailovin.

The two slid down a crevice to the bottom of the dry riverbed. Fu Qinghai observed the surrounding environment, which was full of cracks that had been eroded by the water. He led Elowen into a hidden and narrow crevice and then turned to face her.

"Ivy, you stay here and wait for me."

Fu Qinghai put his hand on her shoulder and said seriously.

"Huh? Well... okay, I understand."

Elowin was initially surprised, but then she realized that she was now just a burden to her boyfriend. After all, she was undergoing pilot training, not stormtrooper training, and she wasn't one to be dramatic. She immediately nodded.

"I will hide myself well."

"You're too tired, take a good rest."

Fu Qinghai stared at Elowen and said softly.

Elwin lay down as instructed, pulled his robe over himself, and closed his eyes. Fu Qinghai secretly moved his other hand behind his back, a wisp of green fluorescence swirling around his fingertips, and gently touched Elwin's brow.

Elowin fell asleep immediately.

Force mind control + Force hypnosis.

Despite being physically and mentally exhausted, Elowin's nerves were still on edge. To get her to fall asleep quickly and avoid seeing what was about to happen, some methods had to be used.

Fu Qinghai left her the blaster and all the water and food in his backpack before leaving the crevice and heading towards the distant camp.

……

Fu Qinghai walked on the wide, dry riverbed, with the camp fence and two watchtowers already in sight in the distance.

He held a stick-like object wrapped in a strip of cloth in his hand, and as he walked, he slowly unwrapped the cloth to reveal the hilt of a silver-gray lightsaber.

Fu Qinghai casually threw away the strip of cloth.

"Buzzing sound—"

A bright blue beam of light shot out from the sword hilt.

Fu Qinghai, sword in hand, walked openly and alone towards the Abyss camp. The raging wind made his tattered clothes flutter wildly, and his black, tousled hair danced wildly.

Outside the camp was a wide, flat, and unobstructed open space. Fu Qinghai's solitary figure quickly attracted the attention of several Abyss people on the watchtower. These one-eyed, green-skinned aliens looked quite surprised and exchanged glances and began to communicate.

However, upon seeing the straight, bright blue beam of light, the expression on the face of one of the slightly older Abyssians suddenly changed. He quickly shouted something, and the two J-10 twin-barreled blast cannons on the watchtower swiftly turned around, their muzzles aimed at the human dragging a lightsaber and walking briskly towards them in the distance.

"Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep!"

The scattered bursts of energy shot out like a sudden, intense rain of light, so fast that the sound became extremely sharp.

The J-10 Twin-Barreled Explosive Cannon was a weapon used by the Confederate Army's B1 robot in the past. Like its user, it pursued cost control. Essentially, it was two E-5 Explosive Guns connected in parallel and mounted on a tripod. Its shooting accuracy was extremely poor, and the Explosive Beams flew in almost all directions.

However, the extremely high rate of fire made up for this deficiency. Faced with the dense red rain of light that covered his entire vision, Fu Qinghai quickly adopted the starting stance of the Three Sword Techniques "Suleisuo" - a defensive sword stance known for its tight defense and ability to fight multiple opponents. He then swung his lightsaber violently, turning the sword light into a tightly sealed, bright blue sphere that completely enveloped him.

Most of the energy beams actually missed their mark. Fu Qinghai knew the trajectory of each energy beam like the back of his hand. He didn't make any unnecessary movements to pay attention to the beams that grazed past him. Relying on his Force perception, he accurately intercepted the energy beams that might hit him and deflected them one by one.

Fu Qinghai approached the camp gate while deflecting the energy beams, his steps steady and unhurried. The two Abyss men on the watchtower held their triggers tightly, ignoring the fact that the twin barrels were already red-hot. Before the guns could overheat and explode, the two deflected energy beams struck their chests, and the two Abyss men fell silently.

Fu Qinghai pushed forward forcefully with his palm.

The log camp gate, secured with steel bars, shattered and flew inwards with a deafening roar, sending broken steel bars and wood fragments flying out along with four Abyssians hiding behind the gate.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Two Abyss men knelt beside the tent, each carrying a lightweight E-60R missile launcher on their shoulders. With mechanical sights aimed at Fu Qinghai as he entered the camp, they simultaneously pulled the triggers, launching two black missiles that streaked towards Fu Qinghai from the left and right, trailing white smoke.

Fu Qinghai spread his five fingers in front of him to block the view.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The two missiles crashed into the invisible barrier and exploded with a deafening roar. The resulting bursts of flame confirmed the existence of this invisible wall; the metal jets, missile fragments, and even the burning smoke were all firmly blocked by this transparent barrier. Fu Qinghai remained calm, not a single hair on his head flew out of his skin.

The Force accelerates.

Fu Qinghai silently recited in his heart.

An invisible lifting force filled his limbs and bones, and he could clearly feel his body becoming lighter, as if he had broken free from the constraints of gravity. At this moment, Fu Qinghai felt as if he could leap ten meters into the air with a light step on the ground.

Fu Qinghai pushed off the ground with one foot, instantly leaping seven or eight meters forward. Before the two armed Abyss guards could even see his movement, he was cut in half at the waist with a sword, his body falling to the ground in two pieces, the cut surfaces black and charred.

Fu Qinghai, wielding the Dragon Sword, raced through the camp at such speed that the Abyss people couldn't even catch a glimpse of him. All they could see in their retinas was a streak of bright blue light drifting by. This shimmering blue light swirled and danced among the tents, graceful as a startled swan and a swimming dragon, creating a breathtakingly beautiful spectacle while simultaneously reaping countless lives.

Many Abyssians only noticed a blurry figure flash past them with a gust of wind, leaving a trail of bright blue light in their vision. Then they felt a slight heat in their chest, neck, or abdomen, followed by a sudden, sharp pain. Looking down, they saw that their bodies had been cut in two and were sliding off. Despair and fear then overwhelmed them.

A cloud of dust rose gently.

Fu Qinghai stopped at the entrance of the camp.

The bright blue, gushing plasma retracted into the hilt of the sword.

Behind him, countless green-skinned, one-eyed aliens stood frozen in place, guns in hand, like solidified wax figures. The next second, their bodies split open, falling haphazardly in two, cut in half by neat diagonal, horizontal, and vertical slits.

Fu Qinghai bent down, picked up a piece of rag, tore it into strips, and slowly wrapped it around his dragon sword. The once noisy and bustling camp was now unusually quiet. Fu Qinghai wrapped the sword again and turned to walk towards the YC-123B transport ship that was moored in the middle of the open space.

Fu Qinghai didn't want Elwin to know his true identity, so he could only selectively display a small portion of his strength, always feeling somewhat constrained. Now that Elwin was gone, he could finally use the Force and lightsaber without restraint; wiping out an Abyss tribe would be a piece of cake for him.

Suddenly, his ears caught a sound.

Fu Qinghai turned around and looked back. He saw two Abyss children crawl out of the tent. Their white, single-eyed eyes stared blankly at the corpses lying haphazardly in the camp. Then they looked at Fu Qinghai, their eyes filled with terror.

"Forget about the people you see."

Fu Qinghai raised one hand and spoke calmly:
"Then go back into the tent."

The two Abyss children seemed to understand the basic language, and turned around blankly, lifted the tent flap, and crawled inside.

Fu Qinghai walked into the open cabin of the transport ship, but did not go to the cockpit immediately. Instead, he sat down at the gun position of the three-barreled blaster turret on the back of the spaceship. He gripped the control lever, turned the gun barrel around, aimed it at a V-19 Tornado fighter jet parked next to him, and pressed the fire button with his thumb.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Fu Qinghai detonated five fighter jets in succession.

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Happy Chinese New Year, dads.