Revenge...
Revenge!
Revenge!!!
Witnessing the slaughter of civilians, Ye Ying's mind was ignited with a near-madness for killing.
Susan Lei emerged from the shadows with a sinister grin.
"Let me out, and I'll avenge you! Hahaha..." Susan Lei's wild laughter echoed in Ye Ying's mind.
"No!!!" Ye Ying softly roared.
She couldn't let her out! Ye Ying knew Susan Lei's dissolute nature; letting her out would only lead to eternal damnation.
Most importantly, how would she face Gu Ya in the future?
No!!!
Suddenly, Ye Ying's vision went black.
Her body lurched backward; behind her was not a driver's seat, but emptiness.
Sinking, still.
Ascending, soaring.
Illusion, brilliant light.
Floating, drifting.
Ye Ying slowly opened her eyes and beheld the most bizarre sights.
Little fairies emitting green light danced around her.
Holy and beautiful angels flew in the sky, singing for her.
On the earth, trees sprouted, grew, and withered.
Suddenly, a conflagration swept through, yet her skin felt cold.
Mountains were razed and then rose anew.
Sky and earth merged and separated.
Planets spun before her eyes, the sun seemingly her toy.
The Milky Way annihilated.
A flying bird carried away the tangible form of hope.
"You have arrived..." A little girl's voice came from behind her, pure, distant, delicate, and melodious, yet devoid of any emotion.
Ye Ying dazedly turned around.
A girl of about ten years stood behind her, clad in a pure white dress, her long, silver-white curly hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall.
Her skin was as radiant as moonlight, even her eyebrows were white.
There was not a speck of dirt on her entire being.
"You are... that little girl..." Ye Ying whispered dazedly.
The little girl calmly stated, "Bai Ying. I am your other self."
She was the first personality Ye Ying had dreamed of after the shipwreck on the beach.
She never appeared easily.
Ye Ying knew this in her heart.
It was she who had created Anai, and later accepted Susan Lei.
"I am the Coordinator," Bai Ying said softly, her voice echoing in Ye Ying's ears.
"Why have you appeared?" Ye Ying asked softly.
The little girl was exceptionally calm, her tone carrying no emotion. "When you have consciousness conflicts with other personalities, I appear to coordinate."
"Leave it to me."
"Sleep well."
As soon as Bai Ying finished speaking,
Ye Ying suddenly felt an extremely soft and comfortable large bed appear behind her.
She blinked twice and slowly closed her eyes.
"Ye Ying!!!" Lan Jing shouted, "What's wrong? Why aren't you moving?"
Ye Ying's eyes suddenly snapped open.
She looked at her hands expressionlessly, then lifted a strand of hair.
Her hair had turned silver-white.
But Ye Ying remained expressionless, as if it were meant to be this color.
Next, Ye Ying slowly gripped the control stick, her gaze placid.
The next second, the Nightingale mecha shot skyward like a drawn sword, heading towards the battle in the rear.
A pleasant engine roar ensued.
The Nightingale's rear thrusters suddenly erupted with an exceptionally rare white flame, as if it had transformed into a pure white bird, pouncing on the enemy aircraft.
The beam sword, which had originally emitted a blue glow, now turned a rare white light.
The Nightingale rapidly cut through the enemy aircraft, its speed virtually unmatched.
A flash of white light, followed by an explosion,
All enemy aircraft were annihilated.
"Huh?" Lan Jing stared, dumbfounded, at the Nightingale mecha's abnormal state.
Even the battle-hardened Yang Xu Gang was taken aback.
How had Ye Ying's strength advanced so rapidly in just a few minutes?
The Nightingale mecha hovered in the sky, the twin main thrusters on its back separating to the sides, forming an outward "eight" shape. The expelled flames resembled two spread wings.
Suddenly, a sharp cry pierced the sky, "Ying—!"
Everyone, whether on the battlefield, Yang Xu Gang and Lan Jing, or even Ma Zhen several kilometers away, involuntarily clutched their ears.
"Holy shit! Holy shit!" Ma Zhen could no longer think of any witty remarks to describe the situation.
The Nightingale mecha, trailing a grating and sharp engine sound, charged at the enemy aircraft with explosive speed.
One by one, showing no mercy.
In less than three minutes, all enemy aircraft were wiped out.
The wreckage of mechs littered the ground, explosions echoing continuously.
After the slaughter, the Nightingale mecha finally ceased its cry.
"Ye Ying..." Lan Jing frowned, eyes wide with horror.
An eerily calm voice emanated, clearly Ye Ying's voice, but with a completely different tone and inflection.
"All civilians have been murdered, all enemy aircraft destroyed. It is time to return."
With that, the Nightingale mecha flew back to the camp alone, leaving its teammates behind.
Lan Jing looked at Yang Xu Gang, then at the distant Ma Zhen, and asked, "Captain Yang, what should we do?"
Yang Xu Gang said with resignation, "Since that's the case, we can only return. Let's go, we'll go back and check on Ye Ying."
He then activated his mecha and flew towards the camp.
Upon arriving at the mecha hangar, Lan Jing, as soon as he disembarked, was drawn to a silver-haired, white-browed girl standing in the distance.
She was looking up, quietly gazing at the Nightingale mecha before her.
That was clearly Ye Ying, but why did her demeanor and personality feel completely different?
Lan Jing walked forward and asked coldly, "Ye Ying, your hair..."
Ye Ying calmly turned to face Lan Jing and said softly, "She is asleep. I will take her place for now."
What? Lan Jing felt his mind reeling. What did she mean by asleep? And who was this person?
"Bai Ying," Bai Ying said softly.
At this moment, Ye Ying was entirely unlike her former self.
Before, she would still smile, though not often.
But now, she was like a girl with three negatives – no emotion, no expression, no ego – showing no sadness, joy, or any other feeling.
Ice-pure and clear.
White as fresh milk, transparent as a millennium-old, undiscovered pool.
Especially her eyes, which seemed to see through everything in the world.
Yang Xu Gang approached, also noticing Ye Ying's abnormality. He glanced at Lan Jing and pulled him aside.
"Ye Ying's condition is very peculiar," Yang Xu Gang said softly.
Lan Jing nodded. "Yes, she said Ye Ying is asleep, and that her name is Bai Ying."
Yang Xu Gang furrowed his brow, stroked his stubble, pondered for a moment, then sighed and said sternly, "Ye Ying's condition is unstable. We cannot take her on missions anymore. I must report this."
Lan Jing nodded, sighed, and looked at Bai Ying with concern.
Three days later, Yang Xu Gang received a report. He approached Lan Jing and Ma Zhen, placing the printed document before them.
"Preliminary diagnosis indicates Ye Ying suffers from Dissociative Identity Disorder. The authorities have decided to send her to Xianxia City for treatment," Yang Xu Gang stated calmly.
Lan Jing grew flustered. "If she leaves, our team won't be complete. Bai Ying doesn't seem harmful to us."
Ma Zhen's lips drooped, his mouth pouting in a serious expression. "These past few days, she's been quiet and hasn't done anything out of line."
Yang Xu Gang nodded, gravely. "Yes, but these are orders from above. Let her go. They will provide us with replacement members."
"What about her mecha?"
"It will go with her."
A day later, an intricate medical mecha flew into the camp's hangar and picked up Bai Ying.
The Nightingale mecha was also taken by a随行 mecha technician, accompanying her to Xianxia City.
The journey to Xianxia City was thousands of kilometers, reachable in about a day.
Lan Jing watched the two mechas ascend, a look of dejection on his face.
Yang Xu Gang walked up, patted his shoulder, and chuckled, "Can't bear to part? She has a boyfriend, so find yourself another target."
Lan Jing regained his composure, nodded, and said, "I hope she recovers soon."
...
On the third day of departure, at two in the morning,
Gu Ya, carrying his cargo, finally arrived at the Sixth Army's encampment at Kuanghai Peak.
After the cargo was handed over and the paperwork signed, Gu Ya finally unbound Fang Fei.
"Don't have any ideas about me! And never use me as a tool again! Never, ever mention what happened last night to anyone!" Gu Ya sternly warned Fang Fei. 138 Reading Network
"Let's be the most normal classmates and friends!"
Fang Fei impatiently shook off Gu Ya and hurried towards the camp's mess hall.
She was famished after being up all night.
After having a late-night meal and resting for the night, they were scheduled to return the next day.
Due to the damage to the Amber mecha responsible for security, Kuanghai Peak dispatched two escort mechas until they reached Xiyu City before returning.
After a two-hour rest in Xiyu City, Gu Ya rushed towards Xianxia City without delay.
During the return journey, Fang Fei remained relatively well-behaved, occasionally testing Gu Ya's limits with words when bored, but Gu Ya would calmly retort.
By the time they reached Xianxia City, it was already 11 PM.
Upon returning to the academy, Fang Fei quickly headed to her dormitory without even saying goodbye.
Gu Ya parked his mecha in the repair bay and returned to his own dormitory.
This mission had taken four days, during which they had encountered over a dozen rebel Xianxia mechs.
And the troublesome Fang Fei,
Gu Ya was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally.
He stared at the ceiling as drowsiness and fatigue washed over him.
His communicator wristband emitted a "beep beep beep" sound.
Gu Ya groggily muted the communication and fell into a deep sleep.