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

When the instructors learned that Leng Ran would be returning to Storm Star with He Yuanyang the next day, they all wanted to see him and offer some words of encouragement.

The new students also heard the news and came to join in the fun.

That evening, before Leng Ran even entered the dormitory building, she saw a large group of people rushing towards her.

Instructor Lin was the first to step forward: "Mo Li!"

She looked at him with a cold and regretful expression, then shook her head: "Instructor Lin, I really won't take in a son."

Instructor Lin's face darkened instantly, the other instructors burst into laughter, and the freshmen looked on in astonishment.

Instructor Lin, who really wanted to deliver a cold blow, took a deep breath and held back: "We heard you were leaving, so we came to see you off."

Instructor Ouyang continued, "We'll be waiting for you at Storm Military Academy in two years!"

Lu Haoyu smiled and looked at Leng Ran: "Yeah, junior, you're asking me to have dinner!"

Chen Wanlan readily agreed, "Senior will take you to a lavish meal!"

Lin Yi said straightforwardly, "You are very strong! I must defeat you!"

Zhou Rui also stepped forward: "Individual combat is where you belong!"

The students in the command department nodded frantically.

Please stop ruining things for the commanders, we're all fragile.

Under the shade of the trees, Qin Yue and Shen Junhan stood side by side, watching the crowd from afar: "Aren't you really going to go say goodbye?"

Leng Ran stood out in the crowd like a radiant beacon, surrounded by admirers, her face beaming with a joyful and happy smile.

Shen Junhan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he shook his head. That person also wanted him to stay away, so he would comply.

A bitter smile appeared on Shen Junhan's lips: "Let's go. It was a tragic fate to begin with, why make things worse?"

Everyone chatted with Leng Ran for a long time before reluctantly saying goodbye.

Leng Ran shouted with great momentum, "Fellow colleagues! See you at Storm Military Academy!"

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Finally, the day of departure arrived. After He Yuanyang and his guards had cleared out most of the high-level alien beasts, he and Leng Ran embarked on their journey back to Storm Star.

Leng Ran's last trip to Wuming Star was in a small private interstellar spaceship, but this time when he returned to Storm Star, he boarded a warship.

In the cold room, Yangon received a holographic projection connection request from Zhao Lesong.

Yangon: "Your Highness, Zhao Fox's connection request has been detected."

Zhao Fox was originally Leng Ran's exclusive nickname for Zhao Lesong, but Yang Guang also adopted it.

Leng Ran straightened his clothes and said, "Connect me."

A tall figure appeared in the cold room.

Nine years have passed, and Zhao Lesong's face has become more mature. The only thing that remains unchanged is his long silver hair, which is still tied high behind his head.

Zhao Lesong, in a good mood, teased Leng Ran: "How about it, Little Mo Li? I told you, the Nameless Star mission is complete, and you'll get a private jet for your journey!"

He sat calmly on the edge of the chair, resting his chin on his hands: "I suppose you kept your promise."

Zhao Lesong got straight to the point: "Let's skip the pleasantries and talk about the mission progress. You haven't reported to me since Wumingxing returned."

Zhao Lesong narrowed his eyes, like a lazy Persian cat: "For example, the Illuminati's stronghold on Stormstar? A contact person?"

A slight smile appeared on his cold lips: "You're the boss, what you say goes."

"You've already seen the results of the Nameless Star mission, so I won't go into the details of the process."

"As for the latter, I don't know the location of the Storm Star outpost. I only know that it falls under the jurisdiction of the Illuminati High Priest 'Other Shore Flower'."

Zhao Lesong stroked his chin thoughtfully: "The other shore flower?"

The fox's tail has been revealed; it seems he really didn't know about this information.

Leng Ran spoke up again: "Boss, when carrying out such a dangerous mission, don't I also have the right to obtain some information?"

Zhao Lesong's thoughts returned: "Ask away, but if it's information about the High Priest, I've already told you."

His cold gaze sharpened: "Of course not. I want to ask, why are you so certain that the force that kidnapped me nine years ago was the Illuminati?"

“Xiao Moli, have you ever wondered why I rescued you before the support troops from the Ninth Military Region?” Zhao Lesong smiled gently. “Because I received an anonymous encrypted communication beforehand.”

"The Leng family of Storm Star is in trouble."

Just as Leng Ran was about to ask further questions, an emergency assembly alarm sounded on the warship, and He Yuanyang's voice came from the loudspeaker in Leng Ran's room.

"Mo Li, come to the command center. There's a mission."

Zhao Lesong yawned boredly: "Looks like you're busy over there. Go ahead, I need to catch up on my sleep too."

The moment he hung up the call, Zhao Lesong's fatigue vanished, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Lesong muttered to himself, "Since the founding of the Federation, the only individual whose physical constitution and mental strength are on par. Leng Ran, do you really think this is an innate talent?"

Leng Ran harbors many secrets, but now is not the time to let her know the whole truth.