Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Somewhere on the planet of Doha, in a top-secret location, someone was using a communicator to report the results of their operation. "Boss, the people below have sent word that we've failed."
"What's going on?" The screen was pitch black, and only the cold mechanical voice of a modified voice could be heard.
"There are too many people protecting that little bastard. Not only are there people from our enemy, even Blade has made a move."
"Blade? Why are they getting involved as well? "Blade's appearance confused the other party.
"Boss, what should we do now?" The contact's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. His boss would not allow his subordinates to fail; he was afraid that he would be killed by his boss.
"Looks like the situation is not looking good." The appearance of Blade had caused the other to hesitate. "Ling Xiao's son... perhaps they've used him as bait."
"That can't be." The contact was in disbelief. Ling Xiao was a hero of the Federation — how could he treat the son of a hero so heartlessly?
"Hmph, for the sake of profit, what can't a person in power give up?" The other laughed coldly, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "If Ling Xiao was still alive and knew that the country he had given his life to protect had used his only bloodline as bait, putting him in danger, I'm afraid he would regret it forever."
Knowing that his words were rather pointless, the mechanical voice immediately ordered sternly, "Give up on dealing with Ling Xiao's son, and use him to lure us out? Dream on! "
"Yes, sir!" The contact could not help but straighten himself to accept the order. However, he was still somewhat worried, so he asked, "Boss, that's the child of a god-class operator we're talking about. From the information we've received, his talent is also very good. If he becomes like Ling Xiao and grows up to become another god-class operator of the Federation, it will be very disadvantageous for our empire. Shouldn't we take the risk and destroy him... "God-class operators were really too powerful — they could even decide the final outcome of a war.
Hearing his subordinate's concern, the mechanical voice said unhappily, "Have you not studied the information on god-class operators? In the past few hundred years, which god-class operator's descendant has been able to reach the top again? Even becoming an ace was difficult. Didn't the geneticists of our empire publish their research paper? When a certain bloodline advances to god-class operator status, it means that the innate talent power in the genes of that bloodline has reached the highest level. In other words, all of the innate talent power in the bloodline has been used up by that god-class operator, and the result is that his descendants will become more and more mediocre... Ling Xiao's descendants are definitely hopeless. "
Otherwise, Ling Xiao's son, Ling Lan, wouldn't have failed to make it into the top 10 of the Central Scout Academy. The decline of the Ling family was a foregone conclusion, and they weren't worth their attention.
This piece of information made the contact's head spin. Since Ling Xiao's son wouldn't be a threat to the empire, then why would his boss spend so much effort to assassinate Ling Lan?
As if sensing his subordinate's confusion, the mechanical voice on the communicator rang out once more, "It's been almost 7 years since Ling Xiao's death. None of the soldiers of the Federation have forgotten this peerlessly talented god-class operator. Their reverence for him has not diminished. If news were to spread that his son had been assassinated by an official mecha operator of the Federation at this time, what do you think the soldiers of the Huaxia Federation would think?"
The sweat on the contact's forehead flowed even harder. "Ling Xiao's death is very likely a conspiracy, a sacrifice in the struggle for power among the upper echelons. The Federation is very likely to undergo a military coup." Who would have thought that his boss wanted to use Ling Lan's death to set up a grand scheme?
"Unfortunately, the other side has also thought of this, so they beat us at our own game. They might as well use Ling Xiao's son as a sacrificial pawn to bait us. I think, even if we really did kill Ling Xiao's son, the other side would still be able to fabricate evidence and pin the blame on our empire." The mechanical voice was full of regret. He had lost this showdown. Luckily, he had discovered it early and cleaned up the ponytail in time, so the ones exposed were all unimportant sacrificial pawns.
Reminded by the mechanical voice, the contact's forehead was drenched in cold sweat. He had almost ruined his boss's plans. He hurriedly nodded and bowed, "Yes, Boss, I understand."
"Break up our manpower and don't act rashly. Let's end the Ling family matter here." The mechanical voice decisively gave up on the assassination of Ling Lan. He could not allow the other side to pin the cause of Ling Xiao's son's death on the empire.
Ling Xiao's death had already allowed him to witness the madness of the Federation soldiers, dragging the war between the two countries into an unparalleled protracted war. Even now, there was no way to stop the war. If the death of Ling Xiao's son agitated these Federation soldiers once more, he was afraid that the empire would be crushed by these crazy people.
"Yes, Boss." The contact replied once more, and then carefully turned off the communicator. He then passed down the orders from his boss.
Just like that, Ling Lan's crisis was resolved. When Ling Lan became the new star fighter of the Federation, these people would be filled with regret. Why didn't they continue with that assassination operation back then...
At the same time, the regiment commander of the Blades received news from 413, who had been secretly escorting Ling Lan home. This assassination attempt made him break out in cold sweat, but at the same time, he was furious. He had not expected that the other side had already secretly taken control of some of the upper echelons of the Federation army.
The group of mecha operators that 413's squad had sent over were indeed serving soldiers of the Federation. Unfortunately, they did not know anything, just a bunch of idiots who had been used.
However, the regiment commander of the Blades was sure that the other side's hidden influence within the Federation was very large, and they had already gathered a group of traitors around them. Right now, he was worried about Ling Lan's safety. This time, Ling Lan had luckily escaped, but what about the next time?
The regiment commander of the Blades hesitated for a moment, but then finally connected to that contact number once more... in the end, when he turned off the communicator, a hint of relief and a smile appeared on his face.
Although that old fellow had ruthlessly extorted him, as long as he had achieved his goal, it was fine. At most, he would just have to do some manual labour. For the sake of the Federation's heroic bloodline, this kind of hard work was worth it!
Early the next morning, Ling Lan finally escaped the ravages of Number Five. With a dispirited look on her face, she climbed out of bed to freshen up and quickly ate her breakfast. There was no helping it. The journey was rather long, so she had to race against time. Of course, Ling Lan was also considering whether or not she should find a house to stay in around the Scout Academy. Wasting so much time going back and forth every day, Ling Lan felt that this was not a long-term solution.
Ling Lan decided to discuss this matter with her mum when she got home today. Just as she was getting ready to go to school, the Ling family had an unexpected guest. It was actually the dean of the Central Scout Academy.
The dean's visit was actually just for one thing, and that was to ask Classmate Ling Lan to give up her right to be a day student. This was because this year, Ling Lan was the only one who had chosen to be a day student. The dean felt that this would drag down Ling Lan's academic performance and progress.
Of course, since it was the academy who had suggested that the student give up this right, the academy promised that Ling Lan could make a request of the academy. Of course, this request was within the academy's ability to fulfil.
Although Lan Luofeng was very tempted by this promise, she could not agree. Why was Ling Lan being a day student? It was because of her gender. If she lived with someone else, the possibility of her identity being exposed was too great. Lan Luofeng could not afford to gamble.
Even if Lan Luofeng wanted to refuse, she needed a reason to refuse. This time, Lan Luofeng's quick-wittedness was on full display. She actually managed to come up with a convincing reason in an instant. She said that ever since Ling Xiao's sacrifice, she had been suffering from severe depression, and could no longer accept being separated from her family for too long. If Ling Lan lived on campus, she would not be able to control herself, and might even resort to self-harm.
Beside her, Ling Qin played along with her. His face immediately filled with grief and sorrow, he nodded solemnly to show that his mistress was telling the truth. Meanwhile, Ling Lan looked like she was worried about her mother, and could only decline the dean's kind offer.
Playing the sympathy card was indeed a good move. The dean's expression was awkward and troubled. Just as the three of them thought that the dean would give up on his plan, the dean seemed to have made a great decision, and made a suggestion that shocked Ling Lan and the others.
He actually suggested that Lan Luofeng and Ling Lan live on campus together. Due to the ironclad rule that non-staff members were not allowed to live on campus, the dean even stepped forward to recruit Lan Luofeng as a tutor's assistant, allowing Lan Luofeng to live on campus legitimately.
The dean also promised that Ling Lan and her mother could live alone in one of the villas in the academy, without anyone disturbing them. The dean even went so far as to allow Lan Luofeng to bring along two servants to help with the villa.
With these words, Ling Lan and the others had no reason to refuse. Ling Lan promptly thanked the dean, promising him that she was willing to give up on being a day student and settle the procedures for living on campus as soon as possible.
Having received a satisfactory answer, the dean was overjoyed. He then took the initiative to give Ling Lan the day off, telling her to settle all the procedures and live on campus today. Then, with a flick of his sleeves, he left without a trace, leaving Ling Lan and the others in a daze in the living room.
The dean walked out of the Ling family gates and got into the hover car. Finally, he could no longer maintain his elegant and gentlemanly image, and slumped into his seat. He reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and once again sighed at how difficult the Ling family was to deal with. He thought back to when he had tried to persuade Ling Xiao, he had also had to give up a lot of land and pay a lot of compensation to complete the task...
However, at least he had completed what his old friend had asked of him. Although the academy had paid a heavy price, the result was still good. The dean smiled proudly. He had extorted countless benefits from his old friend, so it was definitely worth it.
Ling Qin was the first to recover. With a face full of joy, he said to Lan Luofeng, "Mistress, this is a good thing. As long as Young Master Lan stays at the Scout Academy, she will be absolutely safe."
Lan Luofeng was unsure, and smiled wryly, "Uncle Qin, why do you think the academy is so caring towards Ling Lan, actually opening such a big back door for Ling Lan? I'm very worried — one moment after Ling Lan was attacked by an assassination attempt, the Central Scout Academy is giving Ling Lan such good treatment. "
Mind you, the Central Scout Academy's gates were not easy to enter — the treatment of the staff inside was definitely the best in the Federation. Thus, even a small position as an instructor's assistant would be fought over by countless highly educated people. Lan Luofeng had never imagined that she would be given such a coveted position because of her relationship with Ling Lan. Of course, Lan Luofeng did not care for this position. Although the Ling family looked weak, they still had a solid foundation, enough to allow Lan Luofeng and her mother to live for N lifetimes without worrying about food and clothing.
Lan Luofeng's words made Ling Qin hesitate — could this be another plot against Ling Lan? Ling Qin was a little scared. Just yesterday's series of assassination attempts had left this old man's heart unsettled even now.
Seeing this, Ling Lan quickly reminded him, "I heard that the Central Scout Academy is the safest, and the students are the academy's most important people. Ever since the academy was founded, not a single student has ever met with an accident. Grandpa Ling Qin, is this rumour true? "
Ling Qin's eyes brightened, as if he had thought of something. "Madam, Young Master Lan is right. The Scout Academy is independent of the military and political system, and the one in charge of guarding it is a god-class operator..."
Ling Qin's expression was agitated, a fiery heat flashing through his eyes. Ling Lan was very familiar with this look — in her past life, some of the crazed fans of certain celebrities had also given off this kind of glow.
Ling Lan knew very well that what made Ling Qin so agitated was the god-class operator he spoke of. What in the world was that?
Ling Lan decided to have Little Four look into this information in the future. She suddenly found that she really did not know much about this world. The assassination incident had allowed her to see real mecha, which had captivated her... in the past few years, she had been so engrossed in training that she had neglected the wonders of the outside world.
Actually, this could not be blamed on Ling Lan. Some of the information was classified as top-secret military information, and Little Four had thought that Ling Lan was still too young to come into contact with these things, so they had not collected them. Of course, Ling Lan would not have known about these things.
Thus, poor Ling Lan still did not know that her father was the idol of the Federation soldiers, the youngest god-class operator in the Federation.
Ling Qin's words reassured her, and she happily ran upstairs to pack her and Ling Lan's luggage.
Just like that, Ling Lan did not appear in Special Class-A on her first official day of school. When the head teacher of Special Class-A casually explained that Ling Lan had already applied for leave, the teacher's tone was obviously protective of her, causing the children of Special Class-A to feel indignant, and talk amongst themselves fervently...
Zilong did not think much of it, but Luo Lang seemed to have sensed something. Only Han Jijun's expression was grave...
Boss Lan, who are you really?
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