Sky-cracking Rider

"Fuel!"

Babylon's tone betrayed no hint of fluctuation, making it difficult to guess his thoughts and emotions.

"Fuel?"

What kind of odd thing was this? Chen Fei, utterly baffled, took the box handed to him.

The last time, the magnetic plasma engine had also arrived unexpectedly and for free.

Such acts of eager benevolence were unheard of.

Wait...

Magnetic plasma engine... Fuel?

Chen Fei didn't hesitate and opened the box right there.

Inside the box were several compartments, each containing a capsule-like object resembling a full-metal container, which at first glance, could be easily mistaken for a grenade, small enough to fit in one hand with an interface at the top that required a corresponding interface to open or close.

Inside the box lid was a piece of paper with a line of text on it.

"Plasma fuel"

Indeed!

He had guessed right.

The last gift was a magnetic plasma engine, available in various sizes from large to small.

Since the fuel for these engines was a controlled item not sold on the market, the several magnetic plasma engines he had unexpectedly acquired had been languishing unused in the "Physical Evolution Database" skill, with no applications found for them.

This time, having obtained the fuel, the evolved magnetic plasma engine could finally be put to use.

There were 72 compartments in the box, 6×12, each corresponding to one fuel bottle, precisely fitting the basic capacity unit of the magnetic plasma engine for single soldier tactical armor, though he wasn't sure how long one could be used. He figured he would know as soon as one was deployed.

After handing the box to Chen Fei, Babylon spoke again, "The wreckage of the 'Skyhawk' Crystal Jet has been moved to an old machinery junkyard in the suburbs and is expected to be recycled and decomposed within 72 hours."

Having said that, he stepped back, ready to turn around and leave, seeming as if his mission was accomplished and there was no reason to stay.

"Wait a second!"

Chen Fei suddenly called out to him.

Babylon stopped in his tracks, slowly turned back, and "looked" toward him.

Chen Fei hesitantly ventured, "You… you're not Babylon from C4 Training Gym, are you?"

...

Babylon just stared straight at Chen Fei, silent, never opening his eyes.

Then, without any response, he walked away, his figure receding into the distance.

Indeed...

Chen Fei's guess was right.

The person wasn't the examiner Babylon that he and the other members of Team 04 had previously known.

It had been reported that during this mutant attack on the city, the soldiers fought until their deaths...

Chen Fei sighed.

The soldiers were real tools, devoid of emotions and desires, no different from machine beings.

Yet they were still living, breathing humans.

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In a yard with a towering tree, amidst the chirping of birds, Chen Fei once again entered the East Asian-style wooden house leaning against the big tree.

The Pure Light Sparrow issued a challenging chirp, driving the other birds in the tree canopy nearly mad with irritation. They couldn't bring themselves to land on Chen Fei, only daring to fly in circles overhead, calling out in frustration.

This time Chen Fei was early, and besides the monk Miyoshi Xuesen, Aunt Caroline, a Grade B Fire System ability user, was already there, with a basket by her side. Unlike yesterday's fresh vegetables, today it contained items wrapped in thick greaseproof paper exuding the scent of food.

Upon seeing Chen Fei, the aunt immediately invited him to sit and pulled a greaseproof package from her basket and handed it to him.

"This is a meat-stuffed bun I made myself, I hope you like it!"

Was it really food?

He hesitantly took the substantial package, and upon opening it, found a Turkish Fire Roast inside.

The bun was an inch thick, and the chunks of roast meat inside were over an inch thick as well, showing sincere generosity.

"This bun isn't going to explode, is it?"

He was a bit concerned that the explosion-loving aunt might give him a Surprise on the spot.

It would be a pity to be blasted with splatters of meat.

"How could it!"

The aunt looked incredulous, then became thoughtful.

Hmm, an explosive dish that's both delicious and... (a legendary bun grenade)

Chen Fei's offhand comment seemed to open a new world for the Fire System ability user.

"Eh? Chen Fei, Caroline, the two of you got here first?"

The Ninth Rank Psychic Mage, Tuert, who appeared youthful, had also arrived, accompanied by the Third Rank Earth Mage, Andrew, who seemed to have come with him.

Tuert's gaze fell on the package in Chen Fei's hand, then shifted to the basket beside Aunt Caroline, his pupils briefly constricting before he nonchalantly looked away, well concealing a flicker of wariness in his eyes.

"Tuert, Andrew, would you like to try the meat-stuffed buns I made?"

Aunt Caroline warmly offered her homemade delicacies to the two men.

Everyone had come so early, she reckoned they hadn't properly eaten breakfast. The meat-stuffed buns in the basket could be just the thing to nourish them—not there's a saying, "Eat a big breakfast, a good lunch, and a light dinner."

"No, I'm already full from breakfast."

Tuert immediately rejected the offer, fearing that one bite would blow him away on the spot.

It was almost exactly as Chen Fei had initially feared, given that Aunt Caroline had such a unique hobby!

He was still young and didn't want to risk his life for no good reason.

"I'm a vegetarian!"

As a man mountain, Andrew's reason for refusal was quite surprising.

Actually, it wasn't surprising at all; herbivores are always bigger than carnivores, growing into towering giants, literally speaking.

"Ah? Is that so!"

Facing repeated rejections, Aunt Caroline looked disappointed.

"Hmm! Not bad!"

Considering he always thought he had guts, Chen Fei boldly bit into the Turkish Fire Roast in his hand, tasting not only the roasted meat but unexpectedly delicious shredded cabbage and Zisu leaves.

Miyoshi Xuesen still had tea ready for everyone, perfect with the pie.

"Really?"

Aunt Caroline turned around, her disappointment changing to surprise.

"Mmhmm!"

Taking a big bite was the best response.

It was an unexpectedly perfect breakfast.

Chen Fei started the day early and hadn't seriously made breakfast, just two slices of last night's leftover bread and a sausage. With his metabolism, those calories were far from enough.

Little Bird had its own food and had eaten well before heading out with Chen Fei.

"Then I'll have another!"

Delighted by the recognition of her Turkish Fire Roast, Aunt Caroline gleefully handed over another wrapped in greasy paper.

"Thank you!"

Chen Fei quickly finished off what was in his hand and devoured a second meat-filled pie, then reluctantly wiped his mouth.

The pies were thick and flaky and the meat plentiful and fragrant, a solid sense of satisfaction.

After a while, Masuya, a Grade A Wind-type Ability User with naturally curly red hair, arrived right on time.

Aunt Caroline again offered her Turkish Fire Roast, not surprisingly rejected.

To maintain her slim figure, the young beauty wouldn't indulge her appetite, frustrating Aunt Caroline who pushed the basket toward Chen Fei.

"Young man, it's all yours!"

Chen Fei unapologetically continued to eat heartily.

Monk Miyoshi Xuesen, who was always engrossed in tea rituals, pulled out a remote control and pressed a button. Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started!"

Above the tatami mat between him and the five others, a light flashed, and a holographic screen about fifty to sixty inches diagonally appeared out of thin air.

A man in a strong robe appeared on the screen.

Chen Fei and the others became immediately tense; the monk had not gathered them for a mere tea party but was preparing for murder.

Undoubtedly, the somewhat adolescent-looking middle-aged man on the screen was the unfortunate target soon to be executed, listed on the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee's death blacklist.

"Lin Zien, male, 45 years old, major shareholder of Flying Dragon Security, located in the Southern Continent of the American Federation, has a secret base deep in the rainforest. He is a Grade A Wood Element Ability User and has magical beasts serving him..."

"Please wait a moment!"

As Miyoshi Xuesen was introducing the first hunting target, Chen Fei suddenly raised his hand to interrupt.

"Is there a problem?"

Miyoshi Xuesen stopped speaking, neither hurried nor annoyed.

"May I ask, what is the relationship between this Lin Zien and the Lin Family?"

As a descendant of the Chen Family, even if the connection was distant, Chen Fei inevitably had to ask once the Lin Family was mentioned; the descendants of the Lin Family, named with "Zi," adhered even more firmly to tradition than the Chen Family.

"The Lin Family?"

Not only did Tuert exclaim out loud, but others also reacted similarly in shock.

Among the families that could be referred to as "the Lin Family," which other Lin Family could it be?

Targeting someone from the Lin Family – did the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee have a death wish? The Lin Family could erase the entire Habulav with a flick of their fingers.

"No, it can't be true!"

The red-haired beauty, Masuya, gasped. If the monk dared to utter even a half-word of "yes,"

she would immediately excuse herself and leave, declining to join.

"No!"

Miyoshi Xuesen calmly uttered a single word.

A collective sigh of relief rose from above the tatami mat.

Thank goodness, thank goodness, that Lin Family was not one they could afford to provoke with their small tricks.

"He's just a scapegrace with no relation to the Lin Family, secretly using the Lin Family's name to conduct activities and provide funding and training bases for the 'Water Bear' organization."

Miyoshi Xuesen seemed unsurprised by the reactions of Chen Fei and the others, even anticipating them, as he calmly added walnut charcoal to the small clay stove in front of him.

"Understood!"

Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

Since he was a scammer, he deserved his fate.