Chapter 309: The Academia Storm
Chapter 309: The Academia Storm: Resurrection
The unidentifiable fleet didn’t try to negotiate with Cillin. They immediately opened fire the moment they got in range.
However, Cillin’s spaceplane turned invisible before they could fire their guns. They couldn’t find him with their eyes or their scanner.
They activated their cannons and fired at random in hopes of catching the invisible spaceplane somehow, but the shots either hit nothing or a stray space rock.
A short time later, a terrible explosion suddenly exploded in the middle of the fleet, followed by a second and a third. No one had any idea what the hell was going on, and it wasn’t long before it was all over.
Things calmed down again after the fleet was pletely annihilated. Cillin’s spaceplane appeared at the distance, but that wasn’t all. Several robots and a small starship had appeared as well.
The robots first reported the pletion of their mission to Cillin. Then, they returned to the starship and went away to execute a new mission. The same scene had repeated itself multiple times since the presentation, so it was nothing new to him.
Not long after the robot left, he received a munication request from Xi Kai.
“What are you planning, Cillin?”
Instead of answering, Cillin countered with his own question, “Have you made up your mind about last time yet?”
Xi Kai paused for a moment before replying, “Give me a bit more time.”
“Sure.” Cillin didn’t care that Xi Kai was dragging out his response. He had his own plans to carry out.
“Do you need anymore robots?”
“No, this is enough for now.”
Xi Kai let out a sigh. “There are people in Black Viper who are dissatisfied with what you did, Of course, their objections don’t matter much, but think before you act next time, okay?”
Cillin smiled. “Is that a warning I’m hearing?”
“Of course not, you’e one of the three heads of Black Viper right now. Just do what you think is right. If you need anymore robots, you are free to contact me anytime you want.”
“Sure.”
Cillin cut off the munication tell and sank into his chair, thinking.
On the shelf next to him, a resting Wheeze opened its eyes and said, “That guy sure is taking his time.”
“It’s fine, we have other things to do anyway.” Cillin was never one to hedge all his eggs in one basket, especially when it was something as important as finding a way to return to GAL space.
Those restless pests should be about done, right? Cillin looked at the name list in his hands as plotted his next move.
Before Cillin made his presentation, he had spoken to Guan Feng about a new project. He wanted to create an online forum where academics could converse with one another.
There were all kinds of online forums in the empire, and of course there were academic types as well. But the online forum Cillin planned to build was different from them. For starters, he didn’t plan to impose too many restrictions on it, meaning that anyone—the noble or the moner, the professor or the nobody—could take part in it. Everyone was free to speak and make their voice heard as long as they were proficient in the area they spoke of, no matter the identity. Naturally, the personal information of the participants would be kept a tight secret.
It didn’t take long for the project to get approved. In fact, the decision makers of the RAS approved it purely because Guan Feng had asked them to, not because they thought that the plan had any merit at all, at least at the beginning. Cillin was a member of the RAS now, so a plan like this go through them first before it was carried out. It would be a rule violation otherwise.