I'm finally moving out today! Haha, tomorrow is my birthday ~ ~ Could it be that the gears of fate have begun to turn?
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Fred's appearance made Brent pale. Ye Chong was about to make a move but was stopped by Mu. Mu's explanation was that since they had the situation under control, they should try their best to avoid aggravating the conflict.
Brent looked nervous, afraid that Ye Chong would lose his temper and hurt Fred's uncle.
Fred, on the other hand, had seen much of the world. He looked calm as he spoke frankly, "I didn't expect you to turn down my request and resort to this? I'm sure my good friend Zuo Mocheng was also invited by you in the same way! "His words were full of anger. Brent also glared at Ye Chong with his eyes spitting fire.
Ye Chong was confused. He spoke in a low voice, "I don't understand what you mean, but you better do as I say!"
Fred snorted and sneered, "Why are you acting dumb in front of us, sir? We can't escape from you anyway. Your organization must have rewarded you greatly this time! You will have a bright future ahead of you! "
Ye Chong ignored him and continued, "My request is, change the course now!"
Fred's expression grew more sarcastic, "Oh, then where do you want us to go, sir?"
It was Ye Chong's turn to be surprised, "Erm, whatever!"
"Anything?" Fred's eyes widened as he cried out involuntarily. Brent was also in disbelief. Fred reacted quickly and asked in surprise, "Sir, you were not sent by them?"
Ye Chong was getting a little impatient. How could these two be so strange? "I don't understand what you're talking about, but you better change your course immediately!" Ye Chong was even considering if he should show off his skills. "Hahaha!" Ye Chong was even considering if he should show off his skills.
Fred nodded quickly, looking rather pleased, "Alright, alright, alright, I'll change the course!" He paused for a moment and asked tentatively, "Then shall we go to Morienst?"
"Morienst? Is it far from Blue Ocean? "Ye Chong asked.
Fred answered, "Very far!"
Ye Chong said, "Alright, Morienst it is!" Fred and Brent looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief. Their expressions were truly relaxed.
"Did something happen on Cerulean Sea Star?" Brent, who had been quiet all this while, asked. Apparently, after knowing that Ye Chong was not the "them" that Fred mentioned, the two of them began to relax. Fred even poured a glass of amber wine for Ye Chong and raised his glass gracefully to him. On the other hand, Brent sat on the soft sofa and tended to his injuries.
This confused Ye Chong, and he blurted out, "Oh, I heard that the Charles V virus was discovered on Blue Ocean!"
The glass in Fred's hand fell to the ground in a daze. Brent also stopped what he was doing and looked at Ye Chong in surprise. "Black Charles?" Fred mumbled in a low voice. After half a minute, he came back to his senses and took out his communicator with trembling hands.
Brent looked at Fred in surprise. It was the first time he saw his uncle lose his composure like this! In his memory, Fred may have many eccentricities, but he would never panic no matter what happened. He was always calm and composed. This was something that he had been learning from Fred.
Fred took a few deep breaths, and his expression returned to normal. He then dialed Captain Hatik's communicator.
This was the beginning of the incident.
Since the route had been changed, the main conflict between the two sides had been resolved. Once the conflict was resolved, the atmosphere became much more harmonious. Aside from Ye Chong's kick, Brent did not seem to be unhappy at all. The magnanimous Brent did not mind the kick at all. As for Ye Chong, he did not have any other requests. Fred was obviously very interested in Mu behind Ye Chong, while Brent started a conversation with Ye Chong.
Fred's eyes were shining as he circled around Mu. One moment, he was touching around, and the next moment, he was muttering to himself. He was still frowning and thinking hard. His appearance was very creepy.
Brent, on the other hand, began to approach Ye Chong indirectly.
Brent smiled warmly, "I'm Brent, and that's my uncle, Fred. How should I address you, sir?"
Ye Chong replied plainly, "Kun Ting!" Ye Chong used a random name. Hmm, we're not far from Blue Ocean now, I better not be recognized!
"Oh, that's a good name! Your Excellency's skills are truly admirable! Be it strength or speed, you're the best I've ever seen! Even many renowned combat experts are far inferior to you, sir, "Brent praised, his expression sincere.
"It's nothing!" Ye Chong was not being humble. If anyone had seen Mu fight before, they would know that Ye Chong was not being polite.
Brent obviously thought that Ye Chong was just being polite, and smiled.
Ye Chong and Brent soon became familiar with each other. Ye Chong did not feel like a hijacking, and Brent seemed to have forgotten that he was being hijacked.
Most of the time, it was Brent patiently explaining to Ye Chong. Brent found that the young man before him, who was only a few years younger than him, was ignorant of the world. He was as innocent as a blank piece of paper, but his occasional bestial aura displeased the soft-hearted Brent. However, when he thought of the environment Ye Chong probably grew up in, the kind-hearted Brent could not help but feel protective towards Ye Chong.
The two of them tangled together, punching and kicking, stirring up the air currents in the room, and the sound of fists and kicks clashing could be heard from time to time. This kind of sparring was something that the two of them would do a few times a day. In the beginning, Ye Chong always won against Brent, but gradually, after a few days, Brent became more resilient, and could last longer in Ye Chong's hands. The number of times he counterattacked also increased, and his counterattacks were sharp, and Ye Chong was flustered every time. Ye Chong began to study Brent's attack style. While he could imitate it, he felt that something was missing. Compared to Brent, it was not the same style. Fortunately, Ye Chong was not a stickler. Most of his attacks were learned from the mutated lifeforms, and Ye Chong practiced the ones that he found useful, and his attacks became sharper. Now it was Brent's turn to struggle! Brent was helpless, and could only rack his brains, trying his best to turn the tables. The two of them continued to exchange blows, and their skills improved.
Brent spoke gently to Ye Chong, "Kun Ting, while your speed and strength are unparalleled, your techniques are too crude. If you meet an expert, you will be at a disadvantage!"
Ye Chong agreed with Brent's words. However, Ye Chong did not have anyone to guide him on this. Even the seemingly omnipotent Mu could not solve this problem. According to Mu, there was almost no information on this in the virtual world and some of the larger databases.
Martial artists were very conservative in their inheritance, and were usually only taught to their disciples, and never to outsiders, not to mention putting it in the virtual world. Even among the disciples, what they learned might be different.
Brent looked at Ye Chong who was training hard, and could not help but think. Kun Ting could endure hardship, and had a strong heart. Besides, after spending some time with him, Brent realized that Kun Ting was actually a simple person, but he was not familiar with the ways of the world, which made him difficult to get along with. With proper education, and more exposure to the ways of the world, Kun Ting would change soon!
"Hmm, if I introduce him to Master, Master will be very happy, then I will have a junior!"
"Kun Ting, if I introduce you to my Master, would you be willing?" Brent asked carefully.
"Yes!" Ye Chong nodded. Brent's combat techniques were something that Ye Chong admired for a long time. It was a pity that Brent said that the techniques of his Master should not be taught to outsiders, but he did teach some of his own. Even so, it was an eye-opener for Ye Chong, and made him yearn to join Brent's Master!
For the past few days, Fred did not leave Mu's side even for meals, and Mu was like an ordinary mech, sitting there motionless. Fred's obsession surprised Ye Chong. Brent laughed and said, "Kun Ting, don't mind my uncle, he's always like this when he's working, I've gotten used to it all these years!"
From Brent, Ye Chong learned some information about Fred.
Fred was one of the few remaining Master Mech Makers in the entire Five Galaxies. No matter the industry, being called a Master Mech Maker meant that he had reached the pinnacle of the industry. To be a Master Mech Maker, one must not only be proficient in mech body design, but also in mech engines, armor, photon circuit design, weapons and all other mech disciplines. A human's energy was limited. No matter which discipline it was, the knowledge contained in it was vast, and most people could only master one or two of them in a lifetime. Only those who were naturally talented, energetic and had the spirit to study could master many disciplines, and a genius like Fred, who was proficient in all the disciplines related to mechs, was one of the few in the vast Five Galaxies.
In this era of mech pilots, a Master Mech Maker like Fred would have power, glory, status and wealth that could not be imagined by the average person!
For example, the Sabre, a Slan-class luxurious starship he was riding on, was gifted to him by a super financial group after they learned of Fred's plan to go on an interstellar journey. Such a generous gift was something that most people would not even dream of.
Looking at Fred who was staring at Mu like a fool, drooling without realizing it, Ye Chong could not associate him with the so-called Master Mech Maker.
Since he entered the room, Ye Chong noticed that no one had ever entered the room. Even for meals, the servants would only send them to the door.
Although this room was big enough, staying in it for the whole day was a little boring.
The interstellar journey was long, and the boredom was not something that could be understood by those who had never experienced it themselves. Ye Chong, who was bored out of his mind, suddenly received a message from Mu, "Ye, there's something on the ship!"
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