127. Nimotin's Fantasy Advewo-in-One)

  "Achoo—"

  Nimotin suddenly sneezed loudly, the cold of the outside world quickly robbing her of body heat.

  Even though she had many prosthetic impnts and was an Alpha-tier 【Assassin】, a biological being is still vulnerable to the cold of nature.

  She shrugged her shoulders quickly, shivering all over, and muttered:

  "How much longer do we have to walk? If this tinues, I'll turn into an ice sculpture..."

  pared to Nimotin's shivering, Yavanna's rea was much calmer. As a 【Medium】 who ofte with ghosts, she was aced to these eerie cold infiltrations, making her more resistant to the cold than others.

  Supp Nimotin with one hand, she rummaged through her waist poud took out a pressed biscuit:

  "Captain Nimotin, if you're hungry, I have some food here."

  Nimotin gratefully looked at the rookie she once sidered a vase, tore open the pressed biscuit, and took a big bite.

  ch!

  Although chewing the hard pressed biscuit in the snow was both shabby and painful, with its rough texture not pleasant, and the crains scratg her mouth, the feeling of her body gradually gaining energy made Nimotin incredibly grateful.

  After three days iside world, Yavanna had cured her mental exhaustion.

  This young dy was both attentive and obedient, a college student indeed, capable of many things, rest Nimotin's dignity as a leader.

  While chewing, she said:

  "Thanks, young dy—but, wait, we've been wandering outside for two days, how do you still have food?"

  "Oh, this."

  Yavanna responded and expined:

  "I almost starved to death when I was a child, so I'm particurly afraid of hunger. I always carry at least a month's worth of emergency food when I go out."

  Nimotin raised an eyebrow:

  "Huh? How could someone of your background almost starve to death? What did you gh as a child?"

  Yavanna remained silent. Just as the atmosphere was about to bee awkward, a sudden loud noise came from the wind and snow.

  Thud, thud, thud, thud...

  "Hey, the bureau's support has finally arrived."

  Nimotihed a sigh of relief:

  "We finally leave this hellhole."

  Yavanna looked up, seeing the red and green signal lights fshing. The propellers stirred up a storm, tearing through the blizzard, and the helicopter hovered steadily in midair.

  Landing in such harsh ditions of the outside world is very dangerous, with the red and bck sky obsg visibility. The violent storm and snow sand could easily cause a crash if not careful.

  The rotorcraft's loud roar cut through the night sky. Yavanna noticed it was a jet-bck V-07 'Peli' heavy transport helicopter, which clearly indicated that those arriving weren't just rescue personnel.

  The helicopter dropped a tow rope, and a cold, low female voice came through the unicator:

  "Nimotin, leader of the Law IV elite agents, Agent Yavanna, thank you for waiting."

  "That voice—" Nimotin's pupils shrank. She pressed her earpied trembled as she spoke: "Governor... Governor Laeriel?"

  "Laeriel Nahe highest official of the Law IV agency?!"

  Yavanna's eyes briefly fshed with a cold light, she ched her fists, then immediately smiled and said excitedly:

  "The governor herself has e to rescue us—what an honor!"

  "You're too kind. e aboard, your mission isn't over yet."

  "Mission?"

  Nimotin was stunned for a moment, but she and Yavanna were already hooked onto the tow rope, stepping on the pedals, holding onto the handles, and being quickly pulled up into the air, b the helicopter smoothly.

  Just as Nimoti foot on the deck, someone handed her a set of prosthetic legs. Two female agents of Law IV pinned her down and swiftly repced her prosthetics.

  "Hey, hey, I haven't taken the inhibitor and interface reje test yet—what the hell? This is Laif Light Industries' 'Diderot 1008' prosthetic! Worth 250,000 Derbys!"

  Nimotin was bewildered as she equipped Frost-Pted's most advanced military-grade prosthetic. Her previously dull mind immediately calmed down.

  Something's wrong.

  Though she wasn't very bright, she knew from her many years ihe Law IV agency how corrupt the gover was.

  In Frost-Pted's civil service system, the treatment of Law IV's grassroots female agents was the worst, often involving:

  Health insurance payments deyed for six months, and no sary for months.

  W to exhaustion, even having to pay for overtime electricity.

  Dining out and filing expense cims, only for fio reject them.

  Performance evaluations sky-high, while equipment budgets are meager.

  Fag front-line danger with a sary parable to child bor.

  Always short on manpower, stantly g funding for operations.

  Of course, while officially their treatment was worse than a bank guard, the gray ine of Law IV female agents was signifitly more.

  Nimotin had been w for the Frost-Pted gover for over a decade and was well aware of the agency's internal corruption and fund embezzlement.

  Now the governor personally ing and generously giving her an expensive prosthetic—could it be a transformation?

  Transformation, my ass. For something signifit enough to arm the governor, only giving 250,000 Derbys means it might even be less.

  "The governor... isn't sendio my death, right?"

  Having been fooled by Li Aozi before, Nimotin had beore astute. She g Agent Yavanna—this young dy had already ged into a brand new, outfit and was sitting primly in the opposite seat.

  Nimotin squinted, notig that Yavanna's new uniform was no lohat of a grassroots agent—bd white base with golden trim at the colr, and her epaulets had ged to the design of frozen olive branches.

  Additionally, a special device was hao her by a nearby tral agent, resembling a silver-framed gsses without lenses, fitting snugly against her skin and temple, extending two silver antennas forward.

  'Elite batant... and equipped with a neural wave amplifier.'

  This is bad. Headquarters has thhly uood their backgrounds and situations, knowily what they d excel at.

  Nimotin swallowed hard. At nearly two meters tall, she had to duck her head in the to avoid bumping it, cautiously her surroundings.

  Women.

  The entire , from the fully armed agents to the teical hacker experts, including the pilots, were all women.

  Although it might sound ironic, it was rare to see so mae women even within the Law IV agency.

  Click—click—

  The tral female agents walked busily, not saying a word, engrossed in various tasks, making the two idle ones feel extremely uneasy.

  This was also a typical tactic of agents—idling people to create ay, getting busy themselves, deliberately giving them nothing to do to instill guilt.

  All these signs made Nimotin pessimistiot knowing what was happening, but fearing that nothing good was ing.

  The Peli rotorcraft quickly took off, heading forward. Nimotin could clearly feel it wasn't heading toward Frost-Pted, but she dared not ask.

  Yavanna was much more posed, her face still smiling. Watg this young girl gracefully accept the lunch hao her by someone else and hanking them—Nimoti flicted.

  By now, her attitude toward Yavanna had ged from initial disdain and pt. This young dy was humble, hardw, and remembered to send a trag signal when held hostage by Li Aozi. After Nimotin broke her leg, she tirelessly supported her along the way.

  Sigh...

  Nimotin sighed secretly.

  But nothing would help now. The superiors were so 'kind' to them just to pcate their emotions.

  "Captain Nimotin, would you like some pork chops?"

  Yavanna, seemingly carefree, smiled and showed her pork eal.

  Nimotin bitterly shook her head.

  "The tral agents are treating me so well. I'm just a grassroots agent, and they gave me such a niiform and equipment."

  Yavanna seemed very happy—anyone would be moved by warmth and good food after crawling out of the snow.

  So naive, young people, too naive.

  Nimotin thought:

  'They'll e back to interrogate us soon.'

  Sure enough, after Nimotin and Yavanna had been idle for about ten mihe previously busy agents suddenly stopped their work, stood straight in unison, and turo the aisle. A leader immediately shouted:

  "Owo—salute!"

  "Good day, Governor!"

  "Good day, Governor!"

  Nimotin quickly pulled Yavanna to stand up. With her height, she could easily see the appearance of the newer—

  Wearing a white hat and Frost-Pted's senior official uniform, her sharp features were those of an ordinary middle-aged woman, but her gaze was more fierce than that of a mahin face looked as if someone had hacked off her cheekbones with an axe. Her mean lips were like knives, and her hooked nose made her look like a cold executioner.

  Nimotin inally thought her oearance was enough to stop children fr at night, but she didn't expect the Governor's look to be even more terrifying, as if she had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

  Her skin was tanned dark, clearly enjoying the sun as an upper-css person. Her dreadful green eyes were filled with chilling ess, making it impossible to meet her gaze.

  Moreover, the Governor was not tall, only slightly over one and a half meters—but Nimotin believed that anyone who ented on her height would find themselves losing the extra height in a fight.

  Yavanna still had a naive expression, saluting while looking at the Governor with 'admiration.'

  Laeriel Nanhue nodded, and the disciplined female agents immediately returo their busy state, clearing a path for the Governor to reaimotin and Yavanna.

  "Thank you for your hard work, you dedicated heroes of our try."

  Laeriel's chest was adorned with rows of ribbons, the red, e, blue, green, gold, bck, and white aking Nimotin dizzy. Among them, one ribbon stood out—the design was simple, two women holding a snowfke, all in silver.

  Frost-Pted Heroine Medal.

  The highest honor in Frost-Pted, representing a person's great tribution to the try, enough to be written into history.

  "Not hard at all, not hard at all. It's our duty as Law IV agents to share the worries of the President and the Governor!"

  Nimotin's intelligence wasn't high, and her emotional intelligence oor. If the leader's face fell, saying 'I say you work hard, and you say not hard, do you think I'm blind?'—she might be fired the day for stepping in with her left foot first.

  Fortunately, the Governor didn't dwell on it. She waved her hand and got straight to the point:

  "I already know about Li Aozi. Whether it's an a of the Red Arrow Empire or not, this person has caused great damage to our national defense."

  These words left Nimotin fused:

  "Uh, what did he do?"

  The Govern her, and her secretary promptly expined in a ft tone:

  "The Abyss Humanitarian Researstitute, funded by Law III, was destroyed by Li Aozi. The former head professor and the current head Anna were killed, and the entire institute was looted. All members were killed. This is an unpreted massacre. He also captured a Beta-tier 【Meist】 and is currently esg oro Brotherhood's armored train."

  Nimotin was stunned.

  The Abyss Humanitarian Relief... was funded by Frost-Pted?

  Then, the ibal I fought before—he was the professor of the Abyss Humanitarian Relief?

  I was maniputed by Li Aozi, fought desperately, even lost a leg, only to end up fighting my own people?

  Wait, I personally let Li Aozi go before, hoping to catch a bigger fish, but who knew he would turn around and wipe out the Abyss Humanitarian Relief!

  No, thinking about it, how much loss did I cause Frost-Pted...

  The research funding of a biological researstitute, plus fuel rods, fidentiality work, transportation materials, human resources, daily maintenance, unication tacts...

  Now that I think about it, if I hadn't intercepted the ibal, Li Aozi wouldn't have had the fideo tear him apart, and wouldn't have turo massacre the Abyss Humanitarian Relief.

  Nimotin's heart sank.

  Damn, am I going to bee Frost-Pted's national criminal?

  'I just wao catch a Rose Army informant, how did it e to this?'

  Damn you, Li Aozi, you deserve to die!

  "How did he do it? He wasn't even an Alpha-tier before. This person is mentally unstable, and you wao put a bounty on him? How could he sughter the entire Abyss Humanitarian Relief..."

  Nimotin was so nervous that her towisted, not realizing that she had just revealed her tact with Li Aozi.

  "How he did it doesn't matter. What matters is that there's no Li Aozi for me now—besides, the Empire's vilins have opped trying to destroy Frost-Pted. Targeted sabotage is normal."

  Governor Laeriel said indifferently:

  "I'm now taking people to seize the Abyss Humanitarian Relief's assets, to prevent them from being looted by the Empire and outsiders. I 't leave—now, I have a task for you: to pursue Li Aozi."

  "Governor, I'd love to say I'll fulfill the mission, ready to die for you and Frost-Pted, but..."

  Nimotin hinted frantically:

  "I'm just an Alpha-tier, and Agent Yavanna even more so..."

  "It doesn't matter. You just o hahe aftermath."

  The Governor's secretary adjusted her gsses, her gaze sweeping outside. Nimotin immediately uood and quickly looked outside.

  There was a fsh of electricity.

  A fierce silver dragon lightning tore through the night. Nimotin then noticed that besides the heavy rotorcraft they were on, there were also two jet transports, usiromago tow a huge, hideous bck figure.

  "Mobile armor?!"

  Nimotin almost suffocated.

  This isn't just simple revenge; deploying mobile armor means preparation for war.

  "142 kilometers to the target, approag the target airspace. Deploy mobile armor and drone swarms to intercept the Youth." The Governor's secretary said.

  Yavanna's pupils tracted, and she immediately said:

  "But the armored train is sidered the territory of the Metro Brotherhood. Doing this could provoke the Brotherhood, and even ialiation from the outside world—"

  "The Four Nations never care about the outside world's temperament."

  Governor Laeriel said lightly:

  "Even if one day we decide to destroy the outside world, what does it matter to the people of the outside world?"

  This chapter is a transitional one, so I thought it would be better not to split it.

  Thanks to every friend who retly rewarded me and the subscribers, thank you for supp Crimson's creation.

  By the way, since Crimson is a genuine feminist, writing female characters without pandering to otakus (kowtow) please uand.

  No one would think the female characters from the Abyss of Stars are 'male gaze', right, no way...

  It's a pity that the chapter ents and character cards aren't ope, otherwise, I could have posted the prepared images of Du Zexin and Qiu Ran.

  FAL