After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

A long time has passed since my last conversation with Xiaoxue.

During this period, Cao Yike and Leng Ran underwent special mental training every day. Through the daily training, Leng Ran clearly felt that her mental level was improving.

Of course, she didn't neglect her physical training either, and often exercised with He Xiting in the training room at home.

On this day, Leng Ran sat in his small training room, continuing his mental training for the day.

After these days of continuous concentration of spiritual energy, Leng Ran clearly felt that every drop of water in his spiritual sea now contained spiritual power far exceeding that of usual.

Finally, when the ocean was filled with spiritual energy droplets again, Leng Ran felt an invisible barrier being broken. Her spiritual sea expanded several times in an instant, and all the droplets naturally flowed into the new ocean.

Golden light emanated from the seabed, and a fountain seemed to appear. Threads of spiritual energy were constantly gushing out, trying to fill the ocean, while the concentrated droplets of spiritual energy obediently settled in the deepest part of the spiritual sea.

Soon, Leng Ran's mental sea was divided into layers. Floating at the top was the newly formed, uncompressed, thread-like mental energy, while at the bottom was the settled, teardrop-shaped mental energy.

Leng Ran slowly opened her eyes. At this moment, her mental strength officially broke through to level five!

Yangon saw Leng Ran come out of the training room, holding a glass of chilled milk on a tray, and handed it to Leng Ran: "Congratulations, Your Highness, on your successful advancement. Your favorite strawberry milk is ready."

"Thank you, Yangon." Leng Ran took the milk and drank it all in one gulp. "What time is it now?"

Yangon: "Storm Star time 5:15 PM."

Well, it's still early, so Leng Ran thought she should relax a bit first. She went out onto the balcony and sat on the wicker swing chair, swaying back and forth.

After this breakthrough in mental strength, she felt that with her daily training, her physical fitness level should also be close to breaking through.

Yangon thoughtfully prepared a set of afternoon tea desserts and tea drinks, and pushed over a small food cart, carefully placing them one by one on the table next to it.

Finally, she conjured up a bouquet of fresh flowers and placed them in the vase.

Having not enjoyed such a refined lifestyle in a long time, Leng Ran jokingly asked, "Yangon, I didn't expect that after all these years, your butler skills are still as proficient as ever. Where did you get all these things?"

Yangon showed no emotion: "Your Highness, it's a rare opportunity for you to relax today, so naturally things should be more refined. As for these desserts and flowers, I ordered them specifically in your name, and my colleague Jiu Jiu delivered them to your room."

"Haha, so you've already taken Jiu Jiu as your colleague so quickly," Leng Ran chuckled lightly. "She doesn't even know you exist yet."

“Yes, but I know her, and that’s enough.” Yang Guang walked behind Leng Ran and gently pushed the swing, just as he had when he played with Leng Ran in the garden as a child.

Back then, she was a lazy princess who could carry heavy loads but didn't want to, but now she's a registered special operations soldier.

“Your Highness, you have truly grown a lot,” Yangon remarked. “I still remember how you stormed off from several of your mentors when you were young, but I never imagined that you would now be going so far down the path of a soldier.”

“Yangon, back then, I had no other choice.” Leng Ran closed her eyes, feeling the breeze blowing in her face. “I have never liked the life of fighting and killing. My master has always been only one person.”

Yangon: "Although I don't know who you are referring to, to gain the princess's approval, one must be a very powerful person."

In her entire life, she only truly acknowledged one master—Nameless. Without him, she would probably have died alone under the ruins of Vault 17 long ago.

After her master, Wuming, disappeared, she searched for him for many years, but Wuming seemed to have vanished into thin air and never appeared in the apocalypse again.

In the apocalypse, there is an eternally red moon, a deep red sky, blood-soaked land, and corpses scattered everywhere.

Faced with this predicament, humanity can only band together for warmth, building high walls to defend against zombie beasts and hordes of zombies, forming the most powerful army, and crammed into survivor bases, not knowing if they will see the sun rise tomorrow.

As one of the strongest in the base, Leng Ran was unwilling to sit idly by and wait for death. Instead, he chose to lead his team to take the initiative and confront their greatest threat—the zombie king beast that was about to turn into a corpse.

Until the world completely melted away in a white light.

She once possessed very little, so everything she had was precious, even if it was just a human base filled with despair.

A warm and safe home is a luxury.

She thought that being reborn into a happy family in the interstellar era was a gift from heaven because it saw how hard she had worked.

But now it seems that she has been given an even more difficult task.

Leng Ran laughed as she thought about it. This damned God really thinks highly of her.

Yangon asked with concern, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

She regained her composure and said, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about some things from the past."

What else can we do? Since we've come back to life, let's keep going.

She sat in the chair, slowly finished the last macaron, and got up to head to the large training room.

"Yangon, I'm going to check out Star Wars first. I'll be back soon." Leng Ran turned around and smiled at Yangon. "Remember to prepare my milk, it has to be iced."

Now that my mental strength has reached level five, it's time to check out that hidden mission in the post-apocalyptic ruins in Star Wars.