104: Chapter 104 Secret Infiltration

The third day, late at night.

The entire Xuanyuan University freshman training base was shrouded in the quiet of the night.

Only the robot guards responsible for night patrols were tirelessly moving back and forth along fixed routes.

In the Seventh Star Port, inside that huge hangar hidden within the mountain, it was also pitch black.

Only a few dim emergency lights emitted a faint glow.

On the independent maintenance platform in the deepest part of the hangar.

That seagull, which looked like a lump of metal, was lying quietly in the darkness, like a silent giant beast about to set out on an expedition.

Inside the cabin.

Wang Pingan and Mentor Murphy were making final preparations for departure.

"I've brought thirty doses of spirit recovery potion; that should be enough."

"I've brought one hundred tubes of high-energy compressed nutrient paste; that's enough for us to eat for a month."

"I've brought three spare energy cores."

"And this..." Mentor Murphy carefully lifted a silver cube that emanated faint spatial fluctuations from an unassuming metal box.

"This is my treasure at the bottom of the box, a 'Portable Spatial Stabilization Anchor'. In case we lose our way in the storm, we can use it to forcibly lock onto coordinates in the real universe and perform an emergency jump. But this thing is one-time use, and it takes time to start, so it must not be used unless absolutely necessary."

Mentor Murphy chattered on, like an old father about to send his child on a long journey, checking their bags over and over again.

Wang Pingan sat to the side, closing his eyes to adjust his spirit state to the best possible condition.

After three days of what could be called hellish devil training, although his spirit power had not increased in total quantity, its level of refinement and tenacity was more than a grade stronger than before.

He now had full confidence that he could hold out for over fifteen minutes in that simplified version of the "Subspace Storm"!

Although this was still quite a distance from the "perfect passage" required by Mentor Murphy.

But he knew that simulation training was, after all, just a simulation.

The real test could only be determined in actual combat.

"Alright, kid, it's about time."

Mentor Murphy glanced at the time on his personal terminal. Midnight sharp.

"It's time to go." His voice became a bit low, carrying a hint of irrepressible excitement and tension.

Wang Pingan slowly opened his eyes. In his pitch-black eyes, there was a calm, ripple-free stillness.

He walked over and sat in the pilot's seat.

The silver-white helmet, full of a sci-fi feel, slowly descended and was placed on his head.

[Neural connection system, initiating...]

[Pilot identity confirmed: Wang Pingan.]

[Welcome back.]

Hum—

The familiar feeling of "human-ship integration" came again.

The entire seagull, at this moment, seemed to have become his body.

"Mentor Murphy, hold on tight."

Wang Pingan's voice rang directly in Murphy's consciousness.

"Hehe, don't worry, these old bones of mine are tougher than you think." Murphy walked to the co-pilot's seat and sat down, firmly securing himself to the seat with the safety belt.

"seagull, initiate silent stealth mode."

Wang Pingan issued the command in his consciousness.

On the surface of the entire spaceship, on that dull outer shell made of "Void Black Gold", a light flashed slightly.

A special energy field, invisible to the naked eye and capable of absorbing and distorting light and radar waves, enveloped the entire spaceship.

Immediately after, the anti-gravity engines beneath the spaceship began to start slowly in an extremely slight, almost soundless manner.

The huge seagull floated up from the maintenance platform just like that, silently.

No roar of engines. No whistling of airflow.

It was like a ghost blending into the darkness, quietly drifting toward the huge, tightly closed hangar gate.

"I've hacked the gate control system." Mentor Murphy's voice sounded at the right moment, "From now on, we have three minutes to leave the Star Port without triggering any alarms."

"That's enough."

Wang Pingan's consciousness was highly focused.

In his "God's eye view", the entire defense deployment, patrol routes, and monitoring blind spots of the Star Port were clearly visible.

He maneuvered the seagull like a top-tier assassin, perfectly avoiding all surveillance cameras and patrol guards.

The huge alloy gate slid open silently to a gap just wide enough for the spaceship to pass through the moment he approached.

The seagull, like a slippery fish, drilled out of that gap silently.

The moment the spaceship completely left the hangar, the gate closed silently again.

The whole process was smooth as flowing water, without alerting anyone.

Outside the spaceship was the cold and dead universe.

Not far away, the azure Tianshu Star was floating quietly against the dark background, emitting a soft glow.

"First step, success." Mentor Murphy let out a long sigh of relief.

"Next, we need to avoid the academy's 'Sky Net' defense system. That thing is much more troublesome than the Star Port guards."

The "Sky Net" system was the top-tier intelligent defense network that Xuanyuan University had spent a huge amount of money to build, covering the entire orbit of Tianshu Star.

It was composed of tens of thousands of micro-surveillance satellites and automatic attack platforms, capable of monitoring and striking any unauthorized aircraft attempting to leave or enter Tianshu Star.

Trying to slip away under its nose was harder than ascending to heaven.

"Hand over the spaceship's control to me temporarily." Mentor Murphy's voice became incomparably serious.

Wang Pingan complied and temporarily disconnected from the ship's main control system.

Mentor Murphy took out a palm-sized device that looked like an old-fashioned calculator, filled with various strange buttons and circuits, from his bosom.

He connected that device to an interface on the co-pilot seat.

Then his ten fingers danced madly on that small keyboard like phantoms!

A stream of data, complex to the extreme and completely incomprehensible to Wang Pingan, flashed rapidly across the virtual screen in the cockpit.

"Found it! The Sky Net system, defense satellites in areas A-73 to A-91, will have a 0.5-second data synchronization delay in three seconds!"

Mentor Murphy's eyes lit up suddenly!

"Kid! Now! Set the engine power to maximum! Charge through at full speed!"