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Chapter 228 - Chapter 228 228 We need to talk

Chapter 228: 228 We need to talk Chapter 228: 228 We need to talk “Knowing it’s so dangerous, why would you be so reckless to fly over directly? Couldn’t you send a message and communicate with us first?”

Chen Xu couldn’t help but look at Yang Jinxia when she brought up the matter, his tone somewhat reproachful.

“If I had been killed, what would you have done?”

Yang Jinxia propped her chin with her hand, her eyes seemingly shining, “Would you have been heartbroken? Would you have gone to any length to avenge me? Would you keep me in your heart for the rest of your life?”

Chen Xu’s gaze turned icy as he said, “None of the above. I would only scoff at your foolishness.”

A hint of a smile appeared on her face as she said softly, “Deny it with your lips, but your heart says otherwise.”

At that moment, the transport pod began to decelerate and slowly came to a stop.

“Let’s go.” Chen Xu pushed open the safety railing and stood up.

He didn’t take Yang Jinxia to the cockpit, even though he was the acting captain; he still couldn’t bring anyone inside. The Dawn had very detailed rules and regulations that limited everyone’s power, including the captain’s.

All he could do was arrange for her to stay in the A-level residential area next to the cockpit, using the guise of a family member.

He exercised the captain’s authority to create an identity for her and it was the lowest C2 level.

However, he couldn’t elevate her status directly to A-level; she could only enjoy the right to live in the A-level residential area by being regarded as his family member.

The hierarchy on the Dawn was strict, and some of the related regulations were quite rigorous, with little room for loopholes.

There was nothing else he could do; he couldn’t bear to let her stay in the C2 area.

“It’s only for forty-something days,” he thought to himself.

Fortunately, the houses in the A-level residential area were large, with several rooms, and he spent most of his time in the cockpit every day, so there shouldn’t be any problem.

…

And so, Yang Jinxia settled into life on the Dawn, and three days passed.

“We need to talk.”

That night, as Chen Xu returned to his quarters, he heard Yang Jinxia, sitting on the sofa with a serious face, say to him.

Many of the Dawn’s habits followed those of Earth, like having twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, and three hundred sixty-five days a year, as well as divisions between day and night, etc. Similar customs were prevalent in every aspect of life.

At night, the ship’s lights were adjusted accordingly, with great attention to detail.

Like now, aside from the living room lights being on, the kitchen and washroom were dark.

It was already midnight.

He sat opposite her and asked, “What’s the matter?”

She got straight to the point, “Now, on this entire ship, aside from the modulated humans whose mental age corresponds to that of infants, it’s only the two of us left. Is there any meaning in you deliberately avoiding me?”

She laid it out bluntly, leaving Chen Xu somewhat at a loss for words. He said, “I’ve just been a bit busy recently. It’ll be better after a while.”

Yang Jinxia asked, “When exactly?”

“…Tomorrow.”

“Alright, then I demand that from now on, you eat all three meals a day with me, you’re not allowed to give me the cold shoulder when we chat, and every weekend, you have to watch a movie with me…”

Chen Xu interrupted her, “Eating together is fine, but let’s forget the movie. I’m quite busy, and I still need to study.”

“Okay, breakfast together tomorrow at seven-thirty, don’t forget.” After saying that, she stood up and went back to her own room.

Chen Xu was a bit stunned, not expecting her to agree so quickly. Then it dawned on him–her serious demeanor just now must have been a bluff; her real aim was simply to get him to agree to share meals, the movie was something she knew he would refuse, deliberately brought up as a ploy.

He suddenly felt that the next forty-something days might not be so easy after all.

…

The next morning, at seven-thirty, Chen Xu emerged from his room and saw Yang Jinxia holding a plate, coming out of the kitchen. Hearing him, she looked up and smiled, “Morning.”

“Morning.”

He walked over and sat down at the table, seeing 2003 busily working in the kitchen. The dishes on the table were plentiful, and he couldn’t help but say, “Making so much food, isn’t it wasteful if we can’t finish it all?”

The technological level of the Dawn was far inferior in this aspect compared to the planet in the second dream world; there was no meat synthesizer, and all meat was reliant on animal breeding, which was very precious and cost a substantial amount of credit points.

Yang Jinxia said, “Mm, I told it to make less at noon.”

Chen Xu looked at 2003 in the kitchen and asked, “What’s… going on with it?”

He had wanted to ask earlier. Before, 2003 always called her Sister Xia, but now, it referred to her as Master. Yang Jinxia had mentioned before that 2003 was also sacrificed in the efforts to kill S01. Seeing it again, he couldn’t help but be curious.

“I fixed it later. However, it’s not the same 2003 anymore.”

Hearing her say this, he was reminded of Taichu, which after a format and restart, was also no longer the same entity.

Yang Jinxia came out with the last dish and put it down. Then she scooped up a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of him.

“I can do it myself,” Chen Xu tried to stand up.

She said, “Sit down.”

He hesitated, but seeing that she had already filled a second bowl, he sat back down, “Next time, I…”

Yang Jinxia asked, “You mentioned last time that there’s a learning machine on Dawn that can inject knowledge directly into a person’s brain?”

He was forced to swallow the rest of his sentence, nodded, and said, “Yes, it’s one of Dawn’s inventions that they are most proud of.”

“It is indeed an incredible invention and can be seen as a catalyst for the advancement of civilization,” Yang Jinxia remarked with admiration, “I really want to experience it.”

“I will figure out a way for you,” Chen Xu said.

As of now, Yang Jinxia’s registration on Dawn was not yet an official identity. After all, there had been no precedent since leaving Earth, and the spaceship had not admitted any new members since.

The group that had set the various rules originally had anticipated the potential encounter with alien intelligence and thus established a rule: those who join Dawn midway could obtain a temporary identity. There wouldn’t be any problems living on the ship, except for one restriction, they couldn’t use the learning machine.

The biggest problem was that to ammend those regulations required a proposal from a hundred A-level identities followed by a vote from those with B-level identities and above, with an agreement rate of over eighty percent before any rule could be abolished.

At present, on the entire spaceship, he was the only one with an A-level identity; meeting that requirement was simply impossible.

He had been studying those regulations and bylaws to see if there was any way to circumvent them.

“There’s no hurry, we have plenty of time,” Yang Jinxia consoled.

Evidently, she wasn’t aware that this dream only lasted for three months.

Chen Xu pondered on this, didn’t remind her, but was puzzled–what exactly was her identity in the dream equipment? She didn’t seem like a player, nor did she seem like an NPC.

She said, “Eat up, or it will get cold.”

Chen Xu quickly finished his breakfast, stood up, and said, “Well, I’m off then.”

Yang Jinxia got up to see him out, all the way to the door, and said, “Remember to come back for lunch.”

“Alright,” Chen Xu responded, and left.

After sending him off, Yang Jinxia went back to clear the table, then sat down on the sofa, lit up the screen on the wall, and opened a video of Chen Xu fighting the alien creatures.

She watched very carefully, sometimes pausing to slow down, especially when Chen Xu made a move in the fight.

In the past few days, she had watched this video over and over again several times.

When the video reached the point where Chen Xu shot through half the body of an alien creature, the screen went black–the video ended there.

She looked puzzled; Chen Xu’s combat skills displayed during the whole fight were too strong, so strong they seemed ridiculous. If it had been her, she wouldn’t have made it past the first small alien.

From the video’s performance, these alien creatures were too strong, fast, with high defenses and powerful attacks, without any apparent weaknesses. It wasn’t just her–her strongest robot fighter, S01, would likely lose against them.

Yet, Chen Xu dealt with them swiftly, even able to devise a strategy to take down a fully-developed alien, exhibiting miraculous marksmanship and extraordinary psychological quality.

Before this, he was only known for his exceptional marksmanship; he had never shown this level of all-around competence. His strength had made a quantum leap.

The question was, how could he, who was just an ordinary office worker, become this powerful without long-term training and combat experience, no matter how naturally talented he was?

If she wasn’t so familiar with Chen Xu, from his tone of speech and word choice, to certain gestures and behaviors all signaling that he was indeed the Chen Xu she knew, she would have doubted if he was an imposter.

She waved her hand, turning off the screen, propped her chin with her hand, and thought, “What should I make for him at noon?”

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