On the grand theater stage, Lin Xiaohe and Lin Jingqiu hugged each other tightly, celebrating their narrow escape once again!
“Second Sis, I’ve decided. I’m retaking the college entrance exams this year! I’m definitely getting into a good university next year!” Lin Xiaohe’s eyes gleamed with unwillingness.
She had been wrong.
The law of survival in the interstellar age was even more brutal than on Blue Star.
The gap between classes was wider than the distance between star systems!
The kind of life she had imagined—with mountains, water, and a touch of sweetness, content with modest wealth—was like a fragile bubble without the protection of power and influence. It would pop at the slightest touch.
Especially since she had now offended the grand theater and some big shot whose origins were unknown. If she didn’t quickly improve her own strength, she would only become prey once more.
Lin Jingqiu gently patted her back.
If you want to retake the exams, then do it. The family will support you.
Lin Xiaohe sniffled, swearing to herself that she would definitely make something of herself, and then take Big Brother and Mom to the Second Star Ring for treatment!
But what she didn’t know was that her identity had long been exposed to the entire Sixth Star Ring through the live stream, and what awaited her was the firepower of a warship!
In the live stream, amidst a flood of jubilant, boastful comments, a single comment suddenly appeared, shimmering with golden light.
[Mourning the Clown! Inside info: The Sixth Star Ring’s Expedition-class warship has been dispatched, targeting the Grand Theater on Wasteland Star. It will arrive in Wasteland Star’s airspace in half an hour.]
The moment this comment appeared, the live stream seemed to freeze, with no reaction at all.
Ten seconds later, the live stream exploded.
[Little Fei Fei: Are they insane?! Did the clown desecrate someone’s ancestral grave, that they need to use a warship against her?!]
[Mecha is My Wife: The strong bullying the weak! It’s not a fair victory!]
[My Surname is Chen: The Sixth Star Ring is a frontier star ring, bearing the heavy responsibility of defending Federation territory! Using public resources for private revenge, deploying a warship—this is irresponsible towards the Sixth Star Ring and the entire Federation’s security!]
No matter how much the live stream viewers cursed, the message they all received through their various private channels was the same: Classified!
This meant the person the clown had offended held a very high position, completely unafraid of being impeached.
Countless hearts hung in suspense for the clown, silently praying she could escape this calamity too.
Even though they all understood the hope was slim!
Once the grand theater’s protective shield was removed, the clown would use her life to create the most dazzling spark on Wasteland Star.
After all, no Wasteland Star had ever had the ‘pleasure’ of being bombarded by a Federation warship.
The clown and Wasteland Star No. 7 would be the first.
Outside the grand theater, guests who received the news ran for their lives as if chased by dogs.
Flying vehicles of all types zoomed into the aerial traffic lanes!
Run, run fast! If they didn’t, they’d get to taste what a warship felt like.
A man holding a bouquet of roses was about to start his flying vehicle when his eyes inadvertently glanced at the live stream.
The clown was still hugging the mute bride. Clearly, she didn’t know the warship was coming.
[Start countdown: 3, 2…]
“Wait!” The man halted the flying vehicle’s autopilot program, took out a mask from the glove compartment, and put it on.
He jumped out of the vehicle, muttering to himself: “I’m not trying to save the clown. I just don’t want to waste precious improved seeds. It’s not easy for a single seed to grow into corn!”
The man was portly but ran surprisingly fast.
He skillfully navigated his way into the grand theater, spotted the clown’s figure from a distance, raised his hand, turned on a loudspeaker, and let out a yell.
“Run! There’s a warship coming to blast you!”
After that, he fled without looking back.
Lin Xiaohe…
The live stream…
Nothing is more unsettling than sudden silence.
Lin Xiaohe blinked, seemingly unable to believe what she had just heard.
Warship?
Oh, a warship!
Holy crap!!!
It’s just a personal grudge! Is it worth using a warship? Isn’t that firepower reserved for Star Ring Patrol?
What did I do to deserve treatment usually reserved for space pirates?!
“Heart Treasure, Bean Bean, Sweetie!”
No more talk. Just run!
Heart Treasure jumped onto Lin Xiaohe’s left shoulder, Bean Bean onto her right.
Sweetie was bigger than the others. It tried to jump onto Lin Xiaohe’s head but couldn’t quite make it.
Lin Xiaohe grabbed Lin Jingqiu’s hand with her left hand, scooped up Sweetie with her right, and scrambled down from the stage, stumbling and hopping.
But the grand theater was simply too vast. The sisters ran for a full ten minutes and still hadn’t reached the first-floor seating area.
Lin Xiaohe panted and wheezed like an old tractor.
Her legs felt as if filled with lead, so heavy she could barely lift them.
It ended up with Lin Jingqiu pulling her along as they ran.
In the live stream, many viewers silently cheered them on.
[This is killing me with anxiety! I wish I could reach through the screen, rush over, and carry her out.]
[The clown is so powerful, yet her physique is so weak. If she just had A-grade physical fitness, she could have run out by now.]
[Five minutes left!]
Lin Xiaohe was frantic with worry. Stupid legs, run faster!
Time ticked by, second by second. The Expedition-class warship had already arrived in Wasteland Star’s airspace.
[Target confirmed. Target locked. Main cannon charging…]
The ship’s captain, though unclear why they were bombarding a grand theater, knew obeying orders was a soldier’s duty. His superiors said to do it, so he did.
[Countdown preparation. 120, 119, 118…]
The smart cameras slowly ascended, preparing to withdraw from the grand theater.
Many viewers closed their eyes, unable to bear watching what came next.
Suddenly, the smart cameras picked up a very abrupt sound.
“Special Admissions Student for the Federation Central Military Academy, if you’re there, make a sound. The Sixth Star Ring College Entrance Exam Admissions Office is here to pick you up for your exam!”
“Special Admissions Student for the Federation Central Military Academy, if you’re there, make a sound. The Sixth Star Ring College Entrance Exam Admissions Office is here to pick you up for your exam!”
“Special Admissions Student for the Federation Central Military Academy, if you’re there, make a sound. The Sixth Star Ring College Entrance Exam Admissions Office is here to pick you up for your exam!”
In such a tragic scene, this voice was like someone had wandered onto the wrong set—both hilarious and shocking.
Through the camera feed, everyone saw a flying vehicle flying against the traffic stream, heading towards the grand theater.
The sound was coming from it.
Lin Xiaohe heard it too, but what did the Federation Central Military Academy’s Special Admissions Student have to do with her?
Yes, the Federation Central Military Academy was incredibly prestigious.
And a Special Admissions Student for the Federation Central Military Academy was prestigious squared.
But what did any of that have to do with her, a student who had failed the college entrance exams?!
Right now, she and her second sister were about to die! Idolizing big shots was something only the living could do.
“Second Sis, I can’t run anymore. You go. I leave Heart Treasure, Bean Bean, and Sweetie to you.”
Lin Jingqiu didn’t speak, only kept pulling her little sister along, dragging and hauling her.
On the other side, Director Chen jumped out of the flying vehicle.
The wind messed up his hair. Pressing his lips together, he strode into the grand theater while turning on a loudspeaker, his voice hoarse as he shouted.
“Special Admissions Student Lin Xiaohe of the Federation Central Military Academy, if you’re there, make a sound. The Sixth Star Ring Admissions Office is here to pick you up for your exam!”
Lin Jingqiu’s hand loosened, and Lin Xiaohe completely collapsed to the ground.
Lin Xiaohe, sprawled on the floor, was dazed, not getting up.
Special Admissions Student?
Who?
Oh… that’s me.
WHAT?!
I’M the Special Admissions Student?!
Lin Xiaohe bounced up from the ground as if resurrected, letting out a heart-rending cry: “SQUEAK!”
