Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1087 - 853: Better Than Never Meeting

Mu Fan raised his head innocently and blinked at Lu Qingxue’s confusion.

"Hmm, after thinking about it, it seems unnecessary."

He looked at the graceful woman with her hair falling behind her.

Unexpectedly, all that the Dingchuan Valkyrie gave him was a helpless yet exceptionally beautiful roll of her eyes.

In that moment of Lu Qingxue’s allure... in front of Mu Fan, her ice-cold heart melted more and more.

The woman, dressed in a snow-white mercenary outfit, tied her long hair behind her with one hand, revealing a delicate and sharply defined chin, and sheathed her long sword.

Taking long steps, she walked to Mu Fan’s side, looking up at the powerful and majestic figure wrapped in dark gold battle armor.

"It’s over."

Lu Qingxue’s wish was finally fulfilled at this moment, and she’s grateful to have walked this grand journey alongside Mu Fan.

"Not yet."

The energy of the Curved Light Scythe Blade in Mu Fan’s hand withdrew, carrying it on his back.

With Lu Qingxue’s gaze on him, he took a few steps forward, bent down to pick up his combat pack, and while taking out the Sky Communication from it, he said: "Ahead is the base of the Blood Teeth Team’s division."

Lu Qingxue looked at Mu Fan with her fawn eyes, not speaking, but the meaning was clear.

The Valkyrie, who was used to being solitary, now let Mu Fan make all the decisions.

"Wait a moment."

Mu Fan first walked thirty meters back, pressed the Sky Communication over the scattered iron pieces and the half iron head pressed in the mud on the ground.

A click, and the photo faithfully recorded the death scene of the Iron Man Akmonde.

Returning once again to Lu Qingxue’s side, he casually captured the image of the withered body of Mu Rensheng on the ground.

He threw the Sky Communication back into the backpack, still maintaining the state of wearing the Dragon Rider armor.

"The timing is just right."

Mu Fan looked up at the dense canopy above, his words were meant for Lu Qingxue and himself.

Because before leaving, there was a promise with mentor Bach...

Within a week, he would arrive at the Capital Star as promised.

Ruan Xiongfei would also appear there, perhaps for the first time in a long time.

Thinking of that bald man laughing and patting his shoulder, a smile finally formed in Mu Fan’s eyes.

[Teacher, I’m on my way.]

"I’m at the front."

"Okay."

Lu Qingxue responded obediently, instinctively standing behind Mu Fan.

Six flowing energy braids had now been twisted back into one, but fifteen centimeters long.

The battle armor, with its aura of age and magnificence, emitted a faint blue glow.

From the first time she wore the armor until now, she could finally observe Mu Fan closely.

However, the more she looked at this armor... the more it exuded a sense of vastness.

It seemed to be the highest transmission of some martial path will.

Recalling the Inheritance Battle Skill Mu Fan once used in battle, and thinking of the deep blue light blade emerging from his dark gold short stick, Lu Qingxue vaguely guessed that this might be the exclusive battle armor of that mysterious inherited force.

Perhaps calling it an exoskeleton no longer suited it.

This armor harbored much mystery and splendor.

Along with the young man inside who had once brought her warmth and hope in the dark.

In Lu Qingxue’s fawn eyes, there was only one person’s back at this moment.

But...

Meeting the right person at the wrong time...

It’s still quite alright.

It’s better than never meeting at all.

Someone took her hand, saw her body, sheltered her from storms and rain...

When she felt most helpless, there was always that figure standing ahead.

That’s enough.

Lu Qingxue held her Snow Building Long Sword tightly, lowered her eyes, and followed behind Mu Fan, a hint of personal fulfillment flashing through her eyes.

In this lifetime, when paths cross, there’s no avoiding it.

Before one understands, after love stirs, no longer than a day.

So... there are ultimately no regrets.

...

...

Long, long time, endless waiting.

The girl with beautiful brown long hair found her eyelids growing heavier.

Her delicate wrists and ankles were rubbed raw by the vines, bleeding.

Yet she felt no pain, or perhaps she was numb to it.

In her extremely weakened state, she was nearly unconscious, and it took great effort just to open a slit in her eyes.

Tear-streaked cheeks still revealed a delicate and beautiful profile.

At this moment, who knows what fantasy images are appearing in her mind.

"Sister... I want a little Snow Jade Wine... just a little."

"I want to climb up... I’m afraid of heights."

"... Why did you all leave, don’t abandon me."

Two lines of clear tears flowed out again from her eyes.

This girl, who was incredibly strong in front of Mu Rensheng, only appeared more fragile behind her strong façade when alone.

Perhaps since the day she arrived here, she would never be able to leave.

In a dreamy or real state, she seemed to hear a sound of a door opening.

[Am I... finally dying?]

[I want... to go home.]

The girl cried herself to exhaustion, her body unable to muster up any strength, she fainted once more. The rough vine bore marks repeatedly soaked in blood.

...

Mu Fan merely placed his palm on the vine-covered hatch for a moment, and he heard the sound of pressure releasing.

The hatch slowly opened before them.

At close range, Black had abilities far exceeding its decryption abilities on the network.

Once regarded as the Iron Man’s last hope, the Blood Teeth Ship now opened its doors to its enemies.

This outcome was probably unexpected for everyone.

The two of them entered the exceptionally clean... and exceptionally modernized inner hallway one after the other.

Mu Fan said nothing, merely placing his left hand, wrapped in dark gold armor, onto the control panel at his side.

On the ship, it was merely a convenience control hub for maintenance, primarily to open certain hatches.

But to Black...

This was the perfect jump-off point for infiltrating the ship’s network.

Mu Fan closed his eyes, as if listening to some information.

[Mu Fan, the location here matches the previously positioned coordinates. This ship corresponds to a Galaxy Federation’s Sixth Tier battlecruiser. It isn’t particularly special but has private modifications, emphasizing speed and concealment capabilities. Four turrets have been removed, and the cabin functions redesigned. After scanning three exit’s surveillance video records over the past five days, it is now confirmed, the Blood Teeth Team’s division is... annihilated.]

[If you need to operate on the ship further, you need to enter the bridge to manually activate the Central Light Computer.]

Black’s voice echoed, and Mu Fan listened silently.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and looked at Lu Qingxue.

"Follow me to the bridge."

"No people left?" Lu Qingxue lifted her gaze, asking softly.

"Yes, just now, those two were the last members of the Blood Teeth Team’s division." Mu Fan nodded.

"Alright."

Upon hearing Lu Qingxue’s concise response, Mu Fan turned to walk inside quietly, maintaining his armor.

The light footsteps behind him never faltered.

The two walked down the quiet corridor in single file.

Every time they passed a hatch, Black’s voice would reach Mu Fan’s ears.

It introduced the basic information of the cabin and the previous occupants.

It turned out the infamous members of the Blood Teeth Team were hiding in such a mottled ship.

"Cabin A001, the tactical discussion room."

"Cabin A002, the mission hall."

"Cabin A003..."

...

"Cabin B004, this was Night Ghost’s personal cabin."

"Cabin B005, this was Mu Rensheng’s..."

"Wait."

Mu Fan gently clicked his teeth together, suddenly raising his left hand and stopping his body.

Lu Qingxue stopped with him.

Mu Fan cast his eyes on the cabin marked as Mu Rensheng’s room by Black, his gaze steady.

"There’s someone inside."