Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 60 - 047. Too many women, when will we get some male teammates?

Chapter 60: 047. Too many women, when will we get some male teammates?

"Delivery!"

[You have drawn the skill "Higher Education Knowledge"]

"College knowledge, not bad, at least it’s not vocational school level."

Li Aozi comforted himself and continued to tear off cards.

"Delivery! A golden legend!"

[You have drawn the skill "Special Agent Gunfighting Technique"]

"I don’t even use guns, why do I need this—another one!"

[You have drawn the specialty—Agile Skills]

"A specialty is worthwhile!"

Li Aozi continued to console himself:

"Another 10 in a row, I’m sure it’ll drop. Offering up my heart for ’Object Resonance’!"

[You have drawn ’Yawen’s Notebook’, capturing the delicate emotions of a young girl’s heart]

[You have drawn ’ID card: Yawen Heskixin’]

[You have drawn ’Yawen’s Canteen Meal Card’]

[You have drawn ’Spare Battery’]

[You have drawn ’Compressed Biscuits’]

[You have drawn ’Compressed Biscuits’]

[You have drawn ’Compressed Biscuits’]

.......

[You have drawn ’Chains’]

"These are my chains!"

Yawen’s body relaxed, and she immediately realized that the chains around her body had returned to Li Aozi’s hands.

"Are you going to..."

She was a bit stunned for a moment, looking at Leoz.

Was he going to release her?

But the latter immediately tossed the chains back over to her, tying her up tightly again.

Li Aozi sat down on the ground; he was in a good mood, and he’d never draw cards again.

"If I run into this guy called Tracy later, he’s definitely not going to have an easy time. I must slap his face, even pull off his hood and scatter it everywhere!"

Definitely a swindler, it must be!

Two 10 consecutive draws without a talent, what else if not a swindler?

"Can’t get ahead of myself, my second Mutation is coming soon, keeping a stable mood can reduce the chances of it occurring suddenly."

Li Aozi stopped drawing cards; his luck today wasn’t going anywhere good, wasting precious Point Tickets here was meaningless.

The car drove smoothly, and on this journey, there was neither sandstorm nor blizzard, leaving Li Aozi unsure whether his luck was good or bad for the moment.

He closed his eyes to rest and calm his mind, but when he opened them and saw Agent Yawen’s delicate little face, he felt somewhat restless again.

Nomi was grumpy and just focused on accelerating the car. Qiu Ran had the appearance of a spectator ready for a show, just short of taking out some seeds to munch on.

Yawen looked around and her gaze fell on Li Aozi; she hesitated for a moment but decided to ask:

"Aren’t you curious about me?"

"Mind your own business."

"Your power is very strong; no one except for Captain Nimotin is a match for you. Plus, as a spy for the Empire, you specifically left me, a small special agent, alive..." Yawen observed Li Aozi’s eyes and facial expression: "Even if you’re not curious, I’ve become curious—maybe to you, I seem to have some value?"

"Of course, you’re quite pretty, I can throw you into a fire to put it out if necessary."

Li Aozi mockingly retorted perfunctorily.

Yet Yawen just smiled: "Thanks for the compliment."

Li Aozi paused; he’d forgotten this was Frost Plated, where the relationship between men and women was not equal, and women’s self-confidence far exceeded that of men.

"I didn’t compliment you."

Li Aozi crossed his arms, too lazy to interrogate her further.

He ate his compressed biscuits to replenish his energy while checking the system, calculating the time; the White Fang Guild should be nearing the Sikkim Settlement soon.

Good, the tracking device found on Yawen could be thrown onto the vehicle of the White Fang Guild later, letting them taste Captain Nimotin’s range of fighting specialties.

Fanning the flames, that’s what brings joy.

As for interrogating Yawen, Li Aozi had little interest.

He knew all too well what the Fourth Rule was like.

It was an organization rotten to the core, established from the beginning to ensure the powerful and privileged of Frost Plated remained in comfortable control, an organization serving such purposes.

Yawen leaned against the car door, her teal hair spreading out like brocade, catching Qiu Ran’s attention.

To her, this beautiful and quiet young lady was, in both attitude and danger level, somewhat closer to her than Nomi and Li Aozi.

After all, one often engages in verbal gymnastics, displaying questionable qualities, while the other is quite handsome, except he kills without blinking and always seems to laugh about it.

Compared to them, Yawen was like an angel descending to earth, gentle and kind in both temperament and appearance.

"Are you a Fourth Rule Agent?" she asked curiously.

"Yes, an agent of the Fourth Rule."

Yawen didn’t show any resistance and naturally started chatting with Qiu Ran.

"I’ve heard that Fourth Rule agents will kill men at will, is that true?"

Qiu Ran curiously prodded Yawen’s shoulder:

"Have you killed anyone?"

Yawen’s eyes shimmered as if a stone had been dropped into a lake. She parted her lips slightly and, after a moment of hesitation, admitted:

"I, I haven’t killed anyone yet, but from what my colleagues say, they have done it."

"That’s great; I haven’t killed anyone either," Qiu Ran chuckled and pointed to Leo and Nomi, saying, "Those two have killed plenty, I can’t even count."

"Yes, Nomi, the demon king, kills without remorse."

Nomi turned his head and glared at Yawen, threateningly saying:

"Maybe the next skull to get smashed could be yours~~~"

"What’s wrong with killing?" Leo’s statement was entirely without guilt: "My killing them is a sign of respect."

Such low-level prey volunteering themselves, he couldn’t be bothered to clear out—he paused mid-thought.

Ah, there goes the player’s arrogance again, shame on me.

Leo heaved a sigh, it’s said that arrogance is the original sin, and now it seemed it truly was hard to root out. After a moment, he said:

"Those nobodies... I mean, none of the people I killed didn’t deserve it."

"I won’t argue with you, you have your needs and reasons for self-preservation."

Yawen nodded, understanding Leo’s motivation:

"That’s why I’m curious, how come the one who has been killing without blinking the whole time spared me—"

"I’m going to sleep."

Leo moved to the passenger seat, closed his eyes, and focused on healing, not wanting to engage in this conversation.

Yawen choked up, and Qiu Ran stepped in to smooth things over: "Actually, Mr. Leoz isn’t that bad. He saved many of us in the Mingji Humanity Rescue."

"As an Imperial citizen, he saved a physician of Mingji Humanity?" Yawen was surprised.

Leo, the typical selfish elitist, did not seem like someone who would go out of his way to save people.

"He’s saved a lot of people. Aside from physicians from Frost Plated, most were patients from the Outer World," Qiu Ran shrugged: "My name is Qiu Ran, formerly a citizen of Frost Plated. What’s your name?"

"Yawen, Yawen Heskixin." Yawen did not hide her name, as Leo had just magically produced her identity documents and meal card out of thin air.

Qiu Ran curiously said:

"Since you’re so beautiful and don’t want to kill, why do you do such a dirty job?"

This comment nearly made the eavesdropping Leo laugh out loud; it was simply hilariously ruthless.

Qiu Ran’s straightforward and honest nature was just right for playing the good guy.

"This... I have my reasons that are difficult to explain." Yawen was reluctant to discuss it.

"Oh boy, even a little special agent has her unspeakable secrets? Don’t be shy— but I think you should understand your current position. You’re a captive now, not a high-and-mighty agent."

Nomi nearly squeezed these words through his teeth, with undoubted aggressiveness in his voice:

"Isn’t that so?"

"It’s fine, Nomi, don’t be harsh on her."

Qiu Ran gently patted Yawen’s shoulder and consoled her:

"It’s okay if you don’t want to talk— are you hungry? Would you like something to eat or drink?"

Yawen said, "I have some compressed biscuits..."

"How do you still have compressed biscuits?" Leo immediately opened his eyes, incredulously saying, "How much did you bring?"

"Enough for fifteen days." Yawen slightly tilted her head to look at Leo: "You truly have the ability to take things from others."

"Some things can’t be taken."

Leo didn’t deny it and pivoted from the passenger seat, staring into her gold-green eyes.

Yawen met his gaze squarely, and after a moment, she suddenly said:

"You, you’re not thinking of those kinds of images—"

"There’s no such thing. I, Leo, am quite the gentleman and would disdain to do such lowly deeds. Not like someone who steals a first kiss..."

"Being petty won’t help you achieve great deeds." Yawen spoke evenly.

"A captive should be aware of their position. This is the Outer World, not within the law’s reach. Whether it’s mistreating captives or using torture to extract confessions, nobody will care," Leo said casually, using his arms as a pillow:

"The reason I haven’t done such things to you is because of my education and ethical principles, a reflection of my great, bright, and noble character."