209: Good heavens, it's a living fossil!

Celius's execution efficiency was shockingly high.

Xi Hai had nodded his head in the previous second, the action plan was proposed the next, and the feasibility verification was passed within five minutes.

Then—

In less than ten minutes, the hundred-plus people in his special forces were sitting on a Warship heading to Ursa Major V01.01, ready to depart at any moment.

Hearing about his speed, Xi Hai didn't know what to say for a moment.

Good heavens, he had already devised a mature plan before even calling him.

Was he in such a rush because he was afraid that Xi Hai would go back on his word and not let him go?

"Lord Chusiro, then I am departing!"

Xi Hai nodded, listening to Celius's nervous voice, and chuckled twice.

"Alright, I won't stop you halfway, rest assured."

"Since you have chosen to do this, then do it well, do it beautifully—"

"Remember, this is not a revenge mission fueled by personal grudges."

"This is about establishing rules, defending our inviolable dignity, and providing closure for the departed."

"Let that group of so-called high-ranking officials in The Consortium understand that since they chose to reach out to innocent people, they should be prepared to have those dirty claws chopped off!"

Suddenly, Oran stomped his foot heavily, gave a crisp and proper salute, and shouted:

"Yes!"

"Thump, thump, thump, thump—"

Xi Hai listened as he strode away, listening to his footsteps gradually fade.

Subsequently, Oran picked up the communicator—

"Oran, you fought well in the battle to retake Tianjin Seat V89—or rather, you fought too well."

"Which genius came up with the plan and tactics for this recapture operation?"

Oran immediately stood at attention and replied:

"Report! It was a joint idea proposed by the fleet General Staff and the fleet command—"

"No, it was mainly Oran alone."

Suddenly, a vigorous and powerful voice rang out, interrupting Oran's explanation.

Upon hearing that voice, the first thing that came to Xi Hai's mind was a green pine on a high mountain; vigorous, powerful, and proud against the cold.

Sure enough, the next second, a refined yet hale and hearty old man walked onto the Bridge.

Seeing the visitor, Oran hurriedly turned around and bowed deeply:

"Chief of Staff, why have you come?"

The old man known as the Chief of Staff smiled and wiped his face, saying:

"What? Am I not welcome just because there's nothing wrong?"

"No, no, no, how could that be! When would I ever not welcome you, Teacher!"

"Alright, alright," Eudo Nalsand gently waved his hand, interrupting Oran.

"Someone just told me that there is a communication link with Lord Supreme Director here."

"I have something I want to confirm with him—"

"Regarding the matter of drafting high-ranking personnel from the First Mobile Fleet to teach at the academy at Tianjin Seat V89.05."

"Alright, wait a moment for me..."

Oran first verbally reported to Xi Hai, and after obtaining consent, handed the communicator in his hand to Eudo.

"Teacher, please go ahead—"

"Ahem—"

After clearing his throat, Eudo directly took the communicator Oran handed over, and then slowly said:

"Lord Supreme Director, greetings."

"I am the Chief of Staff of the First Mobile Fleet, Eudo Nalsand."

"Serving for 291 years; participated in or commanded 7,460 battles of various sizes."

Xi Hai was initially wondering who this was.

But when the military service length and battle record were reported on the other side, Xi Hai stood up from his chair with a "pop"—

Good heavens, this is a living fossil!

In the Legion, a place with a hellish start and catastrophic difficulty, he has served for over two hundred years—

And he wasn't a civil servant sitting in a back-office, but a military officer who accompanied the ships!

Averaging it out... 7,460 battles, that's nearly twice a month!

Good heavens, the King of Survival, absolutely the King of Survival.

No, he has to stand up to talk to this person.

"What is it? Chief of Staff Nalsand?"

A response soon came from the other side of the communicator:

"There is one thing I would like to confirm with you,"

"You previously proposed to draft a portion of the officers from the First Mobile Fleet to go to the academy at Tianjin Seat V89.05, is that correct?"

Xi Hai thought for a moment. Did he say something like that?

That doesn't seem to be how he said it, right?

"No, what I said at the time was to let a portion of the First Mobile Fleet officers hold posts at the academy while also pursuing advanced studies there."

"What I want to build is an institution that serves as a platform for exchange, research, and communication, as well as a talent cultivation base."

Eudo nodded on the other end and continued to ask:

"In other words, those selected will not only enter as students, but may also enter as professors, right?"

"Then, after entering the academy, will they still primarily hold military posts, and only need to stay at the academy when there are no combat missions?"

"Not entirely—if they are professors, it is not much different from what you described; but if they are students, they must complete the full course load and graduate successfully before they can return to the Legion to continue their service."

"Then... Lord Supreme Director, in your opinion, is the situation of this fellow Oran more suitable for being a student, or is he more suitable for being a professor?"

Hearing this, Xi Hai guessed in his heart, is this paving the way for his student? Or what?

"This situation depends on his personal willingness—"

"If he feels there is still much for him to learn, then I certainly won't stop him from becoming a student;"

"If his professional knowledge is up to par and his strategic vision is unique, then I certainly wouldn't object to him becoming a professor—"

Eudo was silent for a few seconds before saying:

"Lord Supreme Director, first of all, I must state that Oran is indeed my student,"

"But he now has his own set of ideas in the field of commanding large-scale fleet battles—"

"I cannot say whether he has surpassed me; after all, I mainly specialize in defensive warfare, and Oran, his strategic thinking is very aggressive."

"I don't want to engage in any boring stuff like power struggles, nor do I have any interest in those things,"

"I just want to say that Oran is considered a leader of the younger generation of the Legion, and he is also the most promising young person in the Legion that I know of,"

"And the theory he developed independently of me is very consistent with the strategic needs of the Legion as it gradually moves toward expansion."

"Whether as his teacher or as an elder of the Legion, I do not wish for this talent to be buried—"

"If possible, I hope he can enter that academy as a professor—or a lecturer."

After hearing this, Xi Hai seemed to enter a state of contemplation; he did not agree, nor did he rush to refuse.

After more than ten seconds, he replied:

"How about this, this matter is not child's play,"

"Let me ask Oran a few questions first, let me gauge his bottom line, how about that?"

"Now, in the form of a projection call."

As soon as Xi Hai finished speaking, a crisp and clear response came from the other side:

"Good,"

Immediately, the background on the other side became busy—

"Turn on the holographic projection settings! Ensure the communication is clear!"

"Quick, quick, quick! Boys!"