Sky-cracking Rider

Andrew, with a face full of beard, looked around at the group of people in black and said with furrowed brows, "Why not let these ninjas carry out the assassination mission? We're not needed at all!"

He felt that gathering the five of them here, including himself, was completely unnecessary.

"Uh! Yeah!"

Tuert, looking like a young man, was initially stunned, then caught on and hesitantly nodded his head.

Just to take out that bunch, these ninjas should be enough, right? Poisoning, stabbing, sniping, bombing, they should be able to handle it all.

Many people are not entirely unfamiliar with the profession of ninja; after all, they frequently appear in movies and anime, performing feats like appearing and disappearing out of nowhere, leaping over rooftops and walls, throwing shurikens with "whoosh whoosh" sounds, and the more skillful ones might even dabble with explosives and muskets, or even perform hand-seal ninjutsu.

Some ability users with similar skills could cosplay as ninjas, and they would actually look the part.

"Do we need to provide the explosives?"

Aunt Caroline, who was out buying vegetables, glanced at the vegetable basket beside her, with just a few slender carrots and onions, and thought that none of those items would serve the purpose.

"Stop, stop!"

Before Masuya and Chen Fei could speak, the monk Miyoshi Xuesen clapped his hands, and all the black-clad ninjas disappeared as if they were never there.

He raised his hands, pressing down in the air, and said, "They are indeed ninjas, but they are not killers nor assassins. Their expertise lies more in gathering intelligence."

"But they could surely..."

Tuert pointed towards a corner of the room. Before Miyoshi Xuesen clapped his hands, he had not noticed anyone else in the room. If they had wanted to assassinate him, he would probably have been caught completely off guard.

If they were targeting someone else, with the advantage of surprise against an unaware victim, their chance of success should be quite high.

"No, they are just ordinary people who are skilled in the art of ninjutsu. And I..."

The monk Miyoshi Xuesen pointed to himself and continued, "I am an A-level Dark Elemental Psychic, and one of my skills is to temporarily bestow dark powers on ordinary people, but not on power users. Meaning, anyone with a spiritual power strength above 10 degrees will not be affected."

He finally revealed some of his secrets.

There is an unwritten rule that ability users should not inquire about each other's skills unless voluntarily disclosed, with the only exception being the Sovereignty who has the right to know.

The spiritual power strength of ordinary people is around 0.6 to 1.5; people with firm determination may have higher levels.

However, whether they are War Professionals, Spellcasters, or supernatural power users, their spiritual power strength generally exceeds 10, and this value is particularly high for Psychic Power Users.

Both magic and Battle Qi are systematic, and the path to cultivation can be followed step by step.

Only special abilities have a wide variety of different skills, even amongst those with the same elemental type, and sometimes it's hard to categorize certain skills under any elemental series.

"Is that so?"

The five people opposite Miyoshi Xuesen all suddenly realized.

Skills can actually be temporarily bestowed upon others, no wonder he needed a group of subordinates.

Especially ninjas with certain special skills, who would be like tigers with added wings. Though they were ordinary people, they could already compete with ability users.

Correspondingly, managing so many subordinates, planning operations, analyzing intelligence, and team management abilities must be strong; otherwise, it would be impossible to lead such an efficient team, which wouldn't operate with the uniformity and coordination that the five had witnessed.
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"Gentlemen, please get ready. We will meet here at five o'clock tomorrow morning."

The monk picked up the clear tea in front of him, holding it without drinking.

He didn't say much, as there would be plenty of time for explanations later.

New team members don't mesh together overnight. Being too hasty wouldn't achieve results; it's better to proceed step by step. Over time, everyone would get to know each other better.

Moreover, by not saying much at the beginning, it was also beneficial for confidentiality and observing the team members. Sometimes, merely looking at personal files might not be accurate.

After downing the tea, Chen Fei stood up and took his leave.

From the moment he stepped into the courtyard until he left, it had not been more than half an hour.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, he heard the incessant chirping overhead. Numerous leaves fell from the sky as many birds flew back and forth above the yard.

"Xiao Jiu!"

Chen Fei looked up and called out.

With the dense canopy and the uncertain number of small birds, it was impossible to see where the little creature was from the sound alone.

But one could guess that the Little Bird must be in the middle of a group fight.

Back at the Aircrew Base, there was only one bird within a ten-mile radius that received all the adoration, Xiao Jiu. Any visible spot in that area belonged to Xiao Jiu's airspace.

However, after following Chen Fei outside, whenever it encountered birds with a strong sense of territory, disputes were almost unavoidable, even leading to fights.

The common birds didn't care whether you were a Magical Beast or not, they just ganged up on you.

Unless it's a carnivorous raptor, the combat ability of birds isn't that strong.

It's not much better than a pecking chicken; it probably means that Little Bird talks a lot but doesn't actually fight. It just hops around and creates noise, without any other strategy.

"Chirp!"

A clear chirp descended from the sky, and the Little Bird darted out of the foliage like a meteor, landing on Chen Fei's shoulder, contentedly grooming its feathers.

Hundreds of birds of various sizes followed, with the bolder ones landing directly on the ground, while the more timid ones circled above Chen Fei's head, creating an uproar with their chirping.

"Chen Fei, you also possess a Beast Taming Skill?"

Tuert, who looked like a young man, sat on the edge of the porch floor, putting on his shoes, and happened to witness the scene, slowly becoming dumbstruck.

Is there a Beast Taming skill among the Metal Elemental Psychic Powers?

I've never heard of that!

"Xiao Jiu was hatched and raised by my own hands,"

Chen Fei only said this much and did not elaborate further.

A little bird raised by oneself doesn't need any beast taming skills, the bond between human and bird is one of affection, not technique.

"So many birds? How dirty!"

An A-ranked Wind-type Ability User with naturally curly red hair, Masuya, was full of disdain, fearful of getting droppings on her, and thus activated her ability, creating a whirlwind around herself, blowing her red hair about, constantly fluttering.

After giving a shout to the others, she "floated" off the ground and out of the yard, the first to leave.

"Go, go, don't steal my veggies!"

Aunt Caroline, who loved cooking and explosives, clung desperately to her basket of vegetables. Hablav City had just experienced a massive attack by mutants, with countless losses of facilities and supplies, and although there was no food shortage, availability was not going to be ample for a while.

Shooing away those pesky birds while guarding the ingredients she had picked out with difficulty, she also hastily ran out of the yard.

"Pure Light Sparrow? Eh?"

Andrew, a tall and burly Earth Mage of the Third Rank, not only identified that the little bird on Chen's shoulder was a Magical Beast, but he also noticed something unusual about the leg rings fitted on its tiny claws.

Hisss! ×2

He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

The other gasp, however, came from Tuert.

Tuert was a Ninth Rank Psychic Mage, and being a mage himself, he was especially familiar with alchemical artifacts.

On the Pure Light Sparrow's little claws, one was a Space Series Alchemy Storage Device, and the other, resembling a Magical Beast's identity leg ring, was not just a simple ring but appeared to be an alchemical artifact with some sort of spell effect.

In the registered "identity documents" carried by Magical Beasts within Blue Star Civilization, they varied greatly in form but were generally custom-made tech products. At most, they might contain a small Crystalline Block ensuring decades or even a century of continuous operation.

If the identity leg ring was indeed an alchemical artifact, it must be unusually costly.

Tuert and Andrew glanced at each other, neither saying a word.

Some things are better left unsaid for future cordial relations, and nobody likes a chatterbox.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

The Little Bird paid no mind to being scrutinized, still perched on Chen Fei's shoulder, defiantly squawking at the other birds that chased after it.

Come and get me!

I love seeing you helpless against me!

Like owner, like bird, sometimes both can be quite cheeky.

"You little rascal, no more fighting in the future!"

Chen Fei extended his finger to scratch Xiao Jiu's chin, a mix of amusement and exasperation in his expression.

Not long ago, it had been battling a flock of sparrows in some small town in Hanhai, and now having only just entered this courtyard, it was already causing a ruckus with the birds in the trees. The little guy was really too good at stirring up trouble.

"Chirp!~"

The Little Bird pecked back at his finger in response.

Whether it would take the advice to heart, probably only the bird knew.

It was only after Chen Fei left the yard with Xiao Jiu that the frustrated birds stopped following and scattered.

Returning to the residential building in Zone B, he saw Adrian and others gathered in the dormitory he shared with Kiterley and expressed his surprise, "Eh? Adrian, you're having a meeting here?"

The team's meeting seemed to have continued without him being informed, which was even more puzzling.

"Yeah, we're in a meeting, about you,"

Adrian patted the couch next to him, continuing, "Come and have a seat here!"

There was an empty spot right next to him, probably reserved for Chen Fei.

"Oh!"

Chen Fei guessed what it was about and quickly walked over.

He had barely settled onto the soft cushions of the couch when he heard Adrian say, "Chen Fei, I hear you've joined another team."

"Are you leaving us?"

Honestly, Mouri Misono felt some reluctance.

Although Chen Fei rarely took the front lines in battle, he was still an indispensable member of Team 04, playing a crucial role in logistics and transportation.

In times of trouble and crises, he often turned the tide, always managing to solve problems or deal with the troublemakers at critical times. He was a reliable and trustworthy partner.

"How did you all find out?"

Chen Fei saw the reluctance in the eyes of his teammates from Team 04.

Adrian explained, "I saw you with Rossi last night, and I asked him about it today; that's how I found out."

Fortunately, he was observant and took the initiative to ask Liaison Officer Rossi for more information; otherwise, he might have been in the dark until Chen Fei quietly left Team 04.

Chen Fei recalled for a moment, then spread his hands and said, "Actually, it's more like joining a new team rather than leaving."

Neither Liaison Officer Rossi nor the monk Miyoshi Xuesen had ever spoken of him leaving Team 04 or implied anything of the sort.