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

On the warship.

He Yuanyang impatiently blocked out his surroundings and led Leng Ran to his study.

The study is a military stronghold, equipped with soundproofing and surveillance signal jamming devices, making it extremely safe and a place where one can discuss confidential matters with peace of mind.

After closing the door, He Yuanyang looked at Leng Ran, who was dressed as a boy, and felt even more heartache. Thinking of his good brother, whose fate was unknown, he felt even more guilty.

He Yuanyang had seen Leng Ran when she was young. She was wearing a pink tutu and being held in her mother Yu Li's arms while eating cake. She was a real little princess.

Now, he is forced to fake his death and flee to an unnamed planet, where he is again forced by Zhao Lesong to carry out a dangerous secret mission.

Just as he was about to say a few words of greeting, Leng Ran took the initiative and gave He Yuanyang a very standard military salute.

Leng Ran maintained his original tone of voice, speaking with a clear and powerful tone.

"Ling Yunjun sends his greetings!"

He Yuanyang returned the salute as a reflex, and then realized Leng Ran's purpose in doing so.

This is a way of telling herself that she is no longer the pampered little princess, nor a child who needs protection. Now, she has grown into a powerful special forces soldier who can protect others.

Therefore, what she needs now is no longer sympathy, but support and affirmation.

"Uncle He, thank you for helping me escape from obscurity." Leng Ran smiled coldly. "In the days to come, I hope Uncle He will continue to guide me."

He Yuanyang gently patted Leng Ran's shoulder, his eyes full of praise: "Leng Ran, your growth has really impressed me."

He paused, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes, his tone heavy: "I'm sorry about your parents. As the army commander, I failed to protect them. My life was bought with theirs and the lives of thousands of soldiers."

Leng Ran gently shook her head: "Uncle He, there's no need to blame yourself. I understand my parents. Before making their choice, they must have been prepared to pay the price. I believe that one day, we will meet again."

He gave Leng Ran a deep look. He also hoped that his brothers in the military region could return safely, but reason told him that it was unlikely.

Not wanting to undermine Leng Ran's confidence, He Yuanyang changed the subject: "Leng Ran, I know your mission this time is very dangerous. Zhao Lesong is unwilling to explain in detail to me, so I won't ask any more questions."

He Yuanyang met Leng Ran's gaze: "I believe you have the ability to complete it, but promise Uncle He, just do your best. Your life will always be the top priority."

He nodded coldly: "Uncle He, no one cherishes this life more than I do."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the warship landed smoothly.

He Yuanyang took Leng Ran off the warship, arranged for Leng Ran to stay alone, and made special permission for Leng Ran to join the freshman training camp. They would return together after He Yuanyang completed his mission, which would be a week later.

This was He Yuanyang's way of training Leng Ran in advance, and seeing He Yuanyang's good intentions, Leng Ran agreed.

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When Leng Ran arrived at the freshman training base, it was already afternoon. He Yuanyang told him that Leng Ran had just fought a tough battle, so the instructors very humanely gave Leng Ran an afternoon to rest and recuperate before resuming training after dinner.

Leng Ran received the key and the military training uniform for freshmen from the administrator, and also took some extra daily necessities before opening the door and entering the dormitory.

This was supposed to be a four-person dormitory room with a private bathroom. However, due to He Yuanyang's special request, only Leng Ran lives here, and it's very comfortable.

Leng Ran looked at himself in the full-length mirror. His metal armor was badly damaged in the battle with the alien beast, his body was covered in dust and sand, and his face was a terrible sight.

Leng Ran immediately removed her equipment, first placing Yangon on the desk to wait, then taking off her clothes, unfastening her tight-fitting vest to take a shower.

In recent years, Leng Ran's feminine characteristics have gradually become apparent, but fortunately, when Zhao Lesong came to strengthen her mental shield last time, he obtained some special military-grade injection needles for her.

This injection produces a special chemical substance that can resolve women's menstrual problems in the long term with minimal side effects. Many female soldiers in the military receive this injection before going into battle.

While enjoying a pleasant hot shower, I suddenly realized that my wheat-colored skin had lightened a little more.

The skin dye spray that Leng Ran took from Zhao Lesong's spaceship was indeed very useful. It only needed to be reapplied every three months. After it was taken away by the Illuminati, Leng Ran secretly slipped back to the Wolf Warriors and retrieved the dye spray.

Unfortunately, the dye spray ran out more than two months ago, and Leng Ran doesn't have a way to get another bottle for the time being. She'll have to go back to Stormstar to figure out what to do next.

After a comfortable shower, Leng Ran rummaged through the supplies given to her by the officer and found some clothes to change into. She then changed into her pajamas and sprawled out on the bed.

Although the training camp bed was just a steel plate covered with a sheet, which was very uncomfortable, Leng Ran was still very excited!

Those years in Wumingxing were indeed not easy. On one hand, he was tortured beyond recognition by the Illuminati's devilish training, and on the other hand, he carefully planned every step, fearing that one day his life would be in danger.

Now that I've suddenly found myself in a "comfortable" and safe environment, I'm so moved I could cry.

"Yangon! We've successfully escaped that awful place!" Leng Ran cheered happily.

A pale pink glow emanated from Yangon: "Yes, Your Highness, we have achieved a stage of success, but you will still face more challenges ahead."

"Furthermore, if I may be so bold, Your Highness, you are not safe until you truly leave the Illuminati."

Leng Ran rolled over on the bed: "I know, I know, old lady from Yangon."

Since death could happen at any moment, we might as well cherish every minute and second of the present.

Thinking of this, Leng Ran took a few more deep breaths.

Yangon's rabbit ears twitched: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

"Breathe fresh air, experience the feeling of being alive." Leng Ran lay on the bed, grinning foolishly. "I want to be welded to my bed."

Yangon: ...I shouldn't have had such high expectations of her.

Fifteen minutes later, Leng Ran, having rested enough, reluctantly got up; it was time to get down to business.

He calmly pulled out the quantum computer hidden in his sleeve, which had remained intact during the fierce battle—the Illuminati's communication quantum computer.

According to Meimeng, this quantum computer communication channel is extremely well-hidden, so there's no need to worry about it being discovered. Furthermore, the quantum computer is equipped with an iris recognition system, making it impossible for anyone other than Leng Ran to open.

If you leave Leng Ran for more than 48 hours and someone else tries to unlock it, the miniature bomb inside the quantum computer will explode immediately.

He sat calmly on the edge of the bed, turned on his personal computer, and his pupils dilated in shock.

The contact list, which originally only contained the messenger and the dream, now has an additional name.

Flower of the other shore.