Deyonna

Translator: Deyonna Tip me A military female was lying on the hospital bed, his body mostly obscured by the drooping curtain. He was wearing a breathing mask, so his facial features were somewhat blurred. If he remembered correctly, this military female was named Alvin. He seemed to be doing much better. Although he was still wrapped in bandages and unable to move, one could see that life was gradually returning to his body, like green moss thawing from ice, slowly creeping over the rough rocks. Ye Er met those eyes for a moment. After a while, he lowered his eyes, pulled up his mask, and left the door of the ward. But as he was about to reach the hospital entrance, he heard a surprised voice from behind. “Your Excellency Ye Er? What a coincidence, you’re here too.” It was Hughes. Hughes instructed the nurse in front of him and then walked over, pulling Ye Er into an empty ward next door. “I heard about your good deeds. It’s really quite surpris...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me "Did he agree? Did he agree?... What did the email say?" Several professors from different colleges stared eagerly at the dean's terminal, but they watched the dean's expression gradually freeze, and he finally sighed helplessly. "He declined." "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Did you not write the email sincerely, Old Nor? Or did you forget to attach our school's prospectus?" "Did someone leak the news and let the Imperial Star Military Academy poach him first? He's clearly a good seedling for research. He should come to us!" "Quiet down." Norman adjusted his monocle and said softly, "The kid mentioned in the email that he has social phobia and has already solved his financial problems, so he won't be coming." The meeting room fell silent for a moment before an old professor spoke in a rough, shaky voice. "How about we don't as...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me While comparing news from recent years, he furrowed his brow, looking a bit regretful. "I remember that the general who died had pushed hard for a new orphan welfare policy during his lifetime, but after General Antoine took office, that policy came to nothing definite. It's a real pity." Xi Ze was stunned, and after a long while he said softly, "Yes, it's a real pity..." "If he had been more vigilant and noticed the betrayal of the zergs around him sooner, or held out a little longer on the battlefield and stayed undefeated, decades of hard work and groundwork wouldn't have crumbled so suddenly." Ye Er was lost in thought and didn't notice the self-deprecating tone in Xi Ze's voice. He simply went on slowly. "But who in the world can know beforehand? It's already good enough to do your best in the moment." "That general was very capable. There aren...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me After the terminals blew up, the constant harassment finally stopped. A trace of worry lingered, but overall it was a particularly uneventful holiday. Suddenly idle, with not much to do, Ye Er spent more and more time communicating with the project team. His main contact was still Adelaide, but he also held a few small meetings with other zergs. Although the student project wasn't considered particularly difficult for him, it was the institute's main pillar of support, so Axon Institute approved a subsidy the week before the New Year. "So much?" Ye Er looked at the five million star coins credited to his account in surprise. He counted the zeros several times to make sure he hadn't miscounted. Adelaide's voice came from the terminal, humming nonchalantly. "You're practically the other leader of this project. That's a small amount of money." A hint of frenzy then leaked into h...

Translator: Deyonna Tip me The voice from the terminal was gentle and calm, without a ripple. But after working together for so long, Adelaide could still pick up the subtle differences. He's angry, very angry. But why? "Help me deal with this, and I'll add an hour to my daily online time." The online time Ye Er meant was the "exchange learning," which was rather stingy at only three hours a day. Adelaide had been scorning this unreasonable arrangement for quite some time. Hearing this condition, he tossed logic, law, and morality aside and agreed readily*— *Literally "what logic, what law, what morality" "Say, how can I help?" After a series of tedious steps, Adelaide followed the trail from the email account Ye Er had provided, traced it to several terminals, and breached their defenses at incredible speed, taking them over completely. Through the micro-camera on one of the terminals, they could ...