The Heroine Fell Deeply For Her [Quick Transmigration] 100

Chapter 100: I Love Slacking Off

An hour earlier, almost half of Caesar Star’s forces had chased after the ship carrying their leader. The remaining half were either not confidants or had ulterior motives.

Amidst the chaos and panic, Tu Xin was nowhere to be seen, despite the commotion.

This, however, benefited the third-in-command, who harbored rebellious intentions and wasn’t concerned about his elder brother’s life, staying behind to appease the remaining members.

Someone remembered that the second-in-command had been missing since last night. Her confidants were searching for her, but strangely, she was nowhere to be found.

After finally calming everyone down, the third-in-command’s eyes darted around, suddenly remembering the forgotten Mermaid.

With this thought, he decided to check on her, fantasizing about the Mermaid’s beauty along the way, perhaps he could also imitate that princess Tu Xin mentioned and find a special use for her.

His elder brother wanted to emulate the first emperor of the Orlatt Empire, establishing his own empire to rival the Federation, a foolish dream.

Not to mention the Orlatt Empire had fallen long ago, the Federation would never allow space pirates to establish a nation.

The third-in-command didn’t care about grand ideals, only immediate benefits. With his brother captured, he wouldn’t be able to control him for a while.

But what greeted him was an empty water tank.

The third-in-command roared, “Where’s the Mermaid?! I’m asking you, where is she?!”

His subordinates rushed over, their faces filled with shock.

The water tank was empty, not even a single scale remained.

It should have contained a Mermaid with an icy blue tail and platinum blonde hair.

Without thinking, the third-in-command vented his anger on his subordinates, kicking one of them: “Where’s Dr. Yi? Wasn’t he guarding her?”

The subordinate, caught off guard, clutched his stomach and rolled to the side, speechless.

The third-in-command turned to the others, about to explode, when a commotion erupted outside.

A panicked figure rushed in, shouting, “It’s bad! Dr. Yi is dead!”

The third-in-command was shocked: “Dead? How?”

The subordinate’s face was pale, as if he had seen something terrifying. He replied, “Suicide. He stabbed himself with a scalpel!”

“Bullshit! Dr. Yi committed suicide?!” The third-in-command had no personal relationship with Dr. Yi. He disliked his pretentiousness, and Dr. Yi looked down on him as a mind-blind savage.

But he also knew what kind of person Dr. Yi was. That psychopath would never commit suicide.

With that, he followed his subordinate towards Dr. Yi’s dedicated operating room.

The others followed, each with their own thoughts.

Dr. Yi was the most likely person on Caesar Star to unlock the secrets of the Mermaid, and the White Ravens had high hopes for him. Who would have thought he would die before even starting, at the hands of the Mermaid?

“Move aside, everyone move!” The third-in-command pushed through the crowd at the door, the scene on the operating table coming into view.

Dr. Yi, in his white coat, lay on the operating table, his eyes slightly open, his expression seemingly struggling, but his hand gripped a scalpel, firmly and deeply embedded in his heart.

It looked like he had stabbed himself, blood staining his coat and the operating table beneath him. The first few people to arrive had left messy bloody footprints on the floor.

Even in death, his hand still gripped the scalpel, making it look like a clear case of suicide.

Dr. Yi was mentally unstable. He disliked the comfortable quarters provided by the organization and preferred sleeping on the operating table in the operating room.

The operating table was hard and cold, having seen countless deaths, something others would find chilling, but Dr. Yi liked sleeping on it, using it as a bed.

Everyone knew this and didn’t find it strange. There were no normal people in the White Ravens, and Dr. Yi’s eccentricity wasn’t particularly unusual. He had only killed a few people, far less than the leaders.

The third-in-command had also killed many people and had seen all sorts of things, considering himself a hardened man, but he had never seen a death like this.

However, this sudden death cast a shadow over everyone.

Then, another scream sent chills down their spines.

Someone rushed in, not even glancing at the operating table, and reported to the only person in the organization who could still issue commands, “Third Brother, it’s bad! Sister Tu… Sister Tu is dead!”

The third-in-command was horrified: “What?!”

“We found her in the utility room. If we hadn’t searched everywhere, we wouldn’t have found her.”

“Third Brother! We also found several bodies in the armory, all killed with a single blow, but nothing seems to be missing.”

“Third Brother! Old He and Centipede, who were on duty, are also dead! It was that escaped woman!”

“I found a chipped dagger…”

The third-in-command’s head was spinning. He had lost count of the dead, cursing inwardly, but there was nothing he could do.

Just as he was about to say something, a loud boom shook Caesar Star, like a massive explosion, the tremors reaching the central area of Area A, making everyone in the operating room stumble.

Instinctively, he grabbed something beside him for support, then realized he was holding the operating table.

He quickly let go, avoiding the dead man’s face, and asked, “Where did that come from?”

Everyone turned, trying to determine the direction.

That direction…

His question was answered. Someone replied, “It seems like the armory!”

As soon as he spoke, an even louder boom echoed, the earth-shattering tremors shaking everyone to their core.

The fire from the armory spread rapidly, engulfing everything in its path, like a merciless tsunami, instantly consuming Caesar Star, which, from afar, looked like a giant burning fireball.

Debris rained down from the giant fireball, fragments of the planet, decades of work destroyed in an instant.

The chaos within Caesar Star hadn’t reached Ninth Brother, and even if it had, it wouldn’t have mattered.

The explosion in the armory had taken out the entire Caesar Star.

The tremors reached far beyond Caesar Star, shaking even those outside its range. Ninth Brother felt the impact without needing to be told.

He glanced back, a sight he would regret for the rest of his life, his eyes widening in horror.

Not just Ninth Brother, everyone who saw it was stunned, unable to recover for a long time, the pursuing ships slowing down considerably.

Tao Ning pushed the capsule towards the launch tube: “I kept my promise and spared your life, even eliminating the traitor in your midst. No need to thank me.”

White Raven Leader: “…”

Fortunately, the leader was unconscious, unaware of everything, otherwise he would have died of anger hearing Tao Ning’s words.

But even if he were awake, it wouldn’t have mattered. His base was gone, and he was alone.

The capsule was pushed into the launch tube, programmed to be ejected in ten seconds.

The countdown quickly finished, and the capsule was launched into space.

Tao Ning suddenly remembered something and said, “If your men mistake you for space debris and blow you to pieces, that’s not my problem.”

With that, she turned and returned to the cockpit, sitting down at the controls.

She paused, placing her hand on the control panel again, the blue light suddenly intensifying, almost blinding.

However, Ninth Brother and the others didn’t mistake their leader for space debris. They quickly retrieved the capsule.

Then, with full power, they chased after Zang Yuzhu’s ship, determined to turn it into space debris.

With their home destroyed, Ninth Brother wouldn’t let the culprit go, vowing revenge.

He wasn’t sure if the destruction of Caesar Star was Zang Yuzhu’s doing, but it didn’t matter. He piled all the blame on her, not caring if he would have also been turned into space debris if he had stayed.

However, the black ship, under constant attack, dodged left and right, an invisible force spreading like a net, slowing down the closest pursuers.

The ships behind, confused by the sudden halt in the chase, also entered the psychic field.

It was a strange sensation, everything seemingly controlled by an invisible hand, unable to resist.

As the blue light on their control panels dimmed slightly, the same cold, mechanical voice echoed in the cockpits of seven or eight ships: “Control transferred.”

The pilots were stunned, as if they had heard a ghost story, frozen in place.

“What are you waiting for?! What control transfer? Who did you give control to?!”

In different ships, at the same time, similar trembling voices replied, “We didn’t transfer control, someone…”

The voices became panicked: “Someone seized control with their psychic power!”

“What?!”

“Impossible!”

“Don’t just sit there, take it back!”

The pilots were going crazy: “We can’t!” It wasn’t like pulling a radish from the ground.

“Who did this?!”

A light chuckle echoed, not loud, but chilling.

“Me, of course.”

Silence followed.

Who else could it be?

Zang. Yu. Zhu!

With control seized, they were like fish on a chopping block.

The ships further behind were fortunate, but the closest ones weren’t so lucky. Having lost control, they stopped attacking, then changed course, colliding with each other!

The explosions shouldn’t have been audible to them, then they realized the sound wasn’t in their ears, but in their minds, unforgettable.

Then, the black ship vanished before their eyes. It took them a while to realize she had jumped right there!

Ninth Brother and the others were on the verge of collapse: “…”

They had forgotten that the jump point leading out of Caesar Star was nearby.

Zang Yuzhu had deliberately held back the leader!

Tao Ning had indeed done it on purpose. The remaining stragglers were no threat.

They would be too busy hiding with their critically injured, mind-crippled leader to seek revenge.

Since its existence, the Ninth Star System had been considered a wasteland by the other eight star systems.

Being considered a wasteland, operating under a self-governing system like monkeys, the residents of the Ninth Star System still had to live their lives.

It was just a bit more chaotic, with a higher crime rate and more deaths, but it wasn’t unlivable.

Those with money, however, would try their best to emigrate to other star systems.

Nika, only nine years old, should have been in school, but she was currently at customs with her parents, waiting in line for their tickets to be checked.

Her parents told her they were emigrating and wouldn’t be coming back, that she wouldn’t be contacting her old classmates anymore.

Nika had cried about it the night before, but comforted by her mother, she became curious about the other star systems, imagining what her future life would be like.

Suddenly, she heard a pleasant voice from the next line: “Ningning, look, doesn’t that statue look like you?”

Not just Nika, clutching her doll, but also her mother heard this and looked over.

People living in the Ninth Star System didn’t have much curiosity. “Curiosity killed the cat” wasn’t just an old saying here, it was a fact of life.

Lawlessness reigned, the strong ruled, and while there might have been hope decades ago, there was none now.

The reason the mother and daughter looked over was because the statue the woman mentioned was none other than Zang Xin and Jiao Shu Jun, the figures who had given the Ninth Star System a glimmer of hope.

The statue of the man and woman standing side-by-side seemed eternally unchanging, silently standing in the distant square, gazing towards the First Star System.

The statue was too large to be easily destroyed. Space pirates had once tried to destroy the statues in the central square, only to end up blowing themselves up. This story spread far and wide, and no one dared to attempt it again.

Another voice replied to the woman: “It does.”

It does? Who does she think she is?

Those were practically the saviors of the Ninth Star System, and some random person dared to compare herself to them.

Nika’s mother looked over with disapproval, then paused.

She saw a tall woman in sunglasses, short hair, black clothes, and pale lips, looking like she had just recovered from an illness.

She couldn’t see the eyes behind the sunglasses, but her delicate chin was striking.

Nika’s mother felt a strange familiarity with the lower half of her face, unable to tell which statue she resembled more, as she seemed to share similarities with both.

The mother and daughter quickly looked away when Tao Ning noticed them, not daring to stare.

Their family was about to leave the Ninth Star System, they couldn’t afford to cause trouble.

Tao Ning looked away from the statue and said, “Let’s go, we’ll be back in the First Star System soon. Is there anything you want to do then?”

Callista, her hand in Tao Ning’s, walked beside her, her hair still dyed black as ebony.

She still felt a pang of regret for Tao Ning’s long hair, which had been cut short, but she quickly accepted it, finding it charming in its own way.

Callista said, “I want to find someone, and when I do, I’ll introduce you.”

The two, blending into the crowd, moved forward in the line. It was ironic that other star systems considered the Ninth Star System a barbaric wasteland, yet their only customs checkpoint used manual ticket checks.

The bored customs officer repeated his daily routine, scanning a white wrist with a bracelet, connecting the smart device to the checkpoint machine, which displayed the identification page.

The officer looked up, slightly stunned by the photo.

This Zang Yuzhu was strikingly beautiful, her eyes in the picture youthful and proud.

He looked at the person before him, who had also removed her sunglasses, revealing indifferent eyes.

Customs Officer: “…”

He looked at the screen, then at the person, their features identical, but their demeanor completely different.

The photo clearly showed a young girl, while the person before him seemed decades older, a mature woman.

But judging by the ID’s validity period, the photo shouldn’t have been taken that long ago.

Well, people changed after experiencing hardship. Didn’t everyone grow up overnight sometimes?

Taking the ticket, the officer said, “Approved, next.”

Next was Callista, with an ID obtained from the black market. Wearing White Raven insignia and going to the black market, Tao Ning had easily obtained two tickets.

Unlike the digital ID, travel tickets were physical, not stored in smart devices.

Customs Officer: “Approved, next.”

Putting away the ticket and looking at the next person in line, the officer thought to himself: With such appearances, and still safe and sound in the Ninth Star System, they’re definitely not to be trifled with.