Xyrin Empire-Chapter 243 - Outpost
Chapter 243: Chapter 243 Outpost
Chapter 243 -243 Outpost
“We need a base.”
Pandora came running into my room first thing in the morning, saying this to me with an unusually cheerful expression.
“The spaceship synchronization will start shortly, I’ll be waiting for brother on the upper platform. Brother will definitely like this surprise.”
I looked at Pandora, her face full of sunshine, then pinched her soft little face, my expression filled with confusion, “Why are you so happy today?”
Pandora took something out of the small pocket by her side and said in an indifferent tone, “Spoils of war.”
When I saw the all-too-familiar item, I was immediately shocked:
“You stole Little Baobao’s hidden candy again!?”
It was indeed a morning full of impact. After seeing that lollipop in Pandora’s hand, which could be called the Loli’s Divine Artifact, I felt as though thunder was rolling in my head, and a massive “囧” symbol, shining with blinding golden light, rose slowly from the east. The usually solemn and stodgy Pandora was now developing such childish daily habits in her confrontations with Little Baobao. This was really…
Should I cry or laugh now?
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I sent Pandora away with her proud smile, then started to look for Little Baobao throughout the Air Fortress—well, it should now be called a Ground Fortress, as we had successfully landed within the western mountain range of Ghost Land. If I wasn’t mistaken, that little one should still be searching for her hidden sweets, and if I didn’t find her and soothe her within thirty minutes, I would probably have my hands full for the entire day…
Little Baobao was indeed well-behaved most of the time, but there are always exceptions. When she truly starts crying, her power is nothing less than any ordinary Little Loli who wails after losing her sweets. To take care of such a daughter, who is still far from growing up, is a huge pressure.
So, childcare is really hard…
Eventually, I found Little Baobao in a very odd place—inside the engine of the space engine of the Ground Fortress. The little one was sprawled on top of the inspection corridor of the sixth energy corridor of the main engine, sleeping soundly, fingers in her mouth, drooling all over, and thanks to the future Imperial Chief Architect, the entire Space Jump System of the fortress has shut down due to the safety lock…
I have always believed that Little Baobao possesses a magical ability that we cannot understand but definitely exists, which is to appear at any place unimaginable to us at any time—like slipping silently into the meeting room during a conference, or swaying into the thunderous military factory workshop, or dizzily wandering into the ammunition storage with eleven safety locks. You can never imagine how this little fool, who can’t even tell left from right, manages to unimpededly enter these military forbidden zones where even a fly has to show a pass. The Xyrin Apostle, who is usually responsible for looking after Little Baobao temporarily, always reports situations like this to me: In the blink of an eye, the Little Princess has run off to who knows where, and before long, in some corner you can’t even think of, a report comes in about a small figure lost and wandering.
This is quite a paranormal event.
However, compared to the time Little Baobao sat in the missile storage playing house with a teddy bear, her sleeping in the maintenance corridor of the giant engine seems hardly anything now…
It seems that Little Baobao still doesn’t know that Pandora has stolen her treasured candy as spoils of war and is sleeping so soundly. I carefully picked her up and left the giant engine, said to have a diameter of a full four hundred meters at its main body, and then hurried to the upper corridor of the fortress. Pandora had told me this morning about building a base, and I figured there would be some good show to watch soon. The technology of the Xyrin Empire always brought me many surprises.
As for Little Baobao, sometimes her memory is really terrible. Just accompany her for a while after she wakes up, and she’ll sure forget whatever it was she lost. This characteristic really saves me a lot of trouble.
When I reached the upper platform of the fortress carrying Little Baobao, who was still fast asleep and starting to drool more and more on me, I saw that quite a few people had already gathered, including stern and tense envoys from various nations and a few high-ranking Xyrin officials who were pointing and discussing like market aunties buying vegetables. They all seemed to be waiting just for me.
“Sorry to keep everyone waiting.”
I approached with an apologetic smile, not realizing the establishment of the outpost required my personal attendance. How come no one had notified me?
Lin Xue, who was clearly getting impatient, glanced at me and said irritably, “Don’t flatter yourself. No one is waiting for you; we’re waiting for the spaceship’s synchronization to complete.”
…It seems I should never expect this girl to save face for me when she speaks in this lifetime.
At that moment, due to the changes in the surrounding environment, Little Baobao had woken up early. The little one opened her eyes and saw so many new people nearby, immediately swinging her small arms and legs happily—although I had no idea what she was thinking, I still put the little one down.
No sooner had she touched the ground than Little Baobao immediately ran toward Alaya and Anwina, the two long-lasting luminous bodies, calling strongly for a hug. The latter immediately folded their wings and dim their glow, showing a look as if facing a great enemy—this had almost become their standard reaction upon seeing Little Baobao.
“Where’s Pandora?” I looked around but didn’t see Pandora, who should have been here waiting, nor her Deputy Officer Sivis and Bubbles among the crowd.
My sister, with her usual gentle smile, nodded slightly and said, “Pandora and the others are in the control hub of the fortress, conducting synchronization dispatch and command.”
I realized again that I’d always been oblivious to these technical terms that were genuinely challenging to understand—even though to the original Xyrin Apostles, these should be things they knew from birth.
“What is synchronization?” I asked earnestly with an unashamed expression, turning my gaze to the distance. That’s when I noticed that our spaceship didn’t land in the standard array for ship parking, but rather was arranged in another, more meaningful planning. In front of me, various Mother Ship level large spaceships were strategically scattered throughout the entire valley and nearby small hills, centering around the fortress in a loosely structured array. Even a military novice like me could tell that this was by no means any ordinary arrangement suitable for spaceship parking.
“This is a bit complicated to explain,” Sandora moved closer, “I guess you definitely don’t have the patience to study them. Just watch, and you’ll see—The Empire is known as the strongest martial civilization not without reason.”
Just as I was still puzzling over the meaning of “synchronization” while at the same time wondering about the significance of those independently placed Mother Ships, a soft female voice suddenly echoed throughout the platform: “Cluster dispatch complete, synchronization reached 100 percent, base deployment begins.”
“It’s starting,” Sandora whispered in my ear with evident pride in her tone.
Then I heard a deep rumbling sound coming from the ground beneath my feet, and as if responding to a call, all the ships in the entire valley region emitted the same subdued rumble.
The envoys of various species inevitably caused a small commotion beside us, for they had no idea what miracle they were about to witness. Excitement and a trace of inexplicable awe made even these experienced dignitaries struggle to contain their emotions.
The deep rumbling continued for about a dozen seconds. Then I felt the ground violently shaking beneath me.
Being in the midst of it, I didn’t know what kind of transformation was happening to the fortress below, but from the scenes before me, I could roughly guess what was happening.
The enormous shells of the Mother Ships were gradually opening up, ferocious main cannons and massive engines retracting one by one into their bottom foldable spaces. Pieces of equipment that should not appear on a battle spaceship were being revealed in this vast transformation, hidden cleverly in their initial corners. The original combat modules of the ships underwent complex displacements and assembly, ultimately forming completely new functional structures. Tall towers and workshops rise slowly from the innards of the Mother Ships amid the dazzling changes, while streams of nanomachines, stunningly efficient, spread out from the bottom of each ship rapidly altering the landscape beneath them. Within minutes, they forged solid metal grounds and wide runways while Bubbles’ already-produced and ready-to-go “Builders” cheerfully began installing quick-deploy lighting equipment and sentinel probes in every corner of their new home. Ten minutes later, as the rumble of the transforming Mother Ships gradually ceased, another unusual rumbling began—this was the sound of various military factories and functional buildings operating at full power.
I could no longer see a massive warship parked among the rocks and hills, but rather a majestic base cloaked in silver-grey firmly occupying the vast valley.
“The enemy won’t give us time to build a base,” Sandora’s cheerful voice snapped me out of my daze, “so well before we set off, I had already completed the construction of the base. The necessary military buildings were incorporated within each Mother Ship accompanying us, and more extensive functional buildings were manufactured and modified by Bubbles during the journey. The very core of the fortress beneath our feet is actually a small Xyrin Nest, which was already in normal operation before our forces landed. So, what do you think? Are you shocked?”
