Chapter 124: The Ship’s Heart
Lian turned slowly toward Lirien, his tense shoulders gradually dropping as a calm settled over him. The little girl stood quietly beside the captain’s chair, her small frame almost doll-like in the soft emergency lighting of the control room. She barely reached his waist, her silver-white hair falling gently around her delicate shoulders. Her large violet eyes watched him with innocent patience, and her porcelain-smooth skin glowed faintly under the lights. She looked every bit like a real child — fragile, cute, and harmless. If not for his perception, Lian would have been completely fooled.
He still didn’t fully understand what she was, but the bracelet on his wrist and her words had made one thing clear: she was now bound to him.
“I don’t know anything about ships,” Lian said, his voice steady and practical. “And I doubt she does either.” He glanced at Elara, who stood a step behind him, still wary but listening closely.
Lian turned back to Lirien. She was so small, so cute. A part of him felt the strange urge to protect her like a little sister. But he quickly pushed that thought away. This wasn’t a child. She was ancient, far stronger than both of them, and now bound to serve him. The roles were reversed — she was the one who could protect him.
“You have been here the whole time,” he continued, “so you know this ship well.”
Lirien nodded once, her silver hair swaying gently.
“Good,” Lian said. “So you are in charge of the ship. Give us a tour. I need to know what this is capable of.”
“Yes, Master,” she replied softly, her voice gentle and obedient.
Her little figure turned and began walking forward, leading the way with small, careful steps. Lian and Elara followed behind her, staying alert. The long corridor stretched ahead, lit by slowly activating emergency lights that flickered to life one by one. The ship’s interior was a blend of advanced technology and ancient design — smooth metallic walls with faint glowing runes, reinforced panels, and occasional displays that hummed as power returned.
Lirien guided them through the ship with quiet efficiency. She showed them the sleeping quarters first — rows of compact but comfortable cabins with advanced beds that could adjust gravity and temperature. Some rooms were larger, clearly meant for officers, with private consoles and storage units. Next came the kitchen and dining area — a spacious galley equipped with auto-preparation units, nutrient synthesizers, and long tables that could seat dozens. The dining hall had a high ceiling with holographic projectors that could display star maps or entertainment during meals.
They passed training rooms, armories filled with sealed weapon racks, medical bays with advanced healing pods, and engineering sections where massive engines hummed back to life. The ship had everything one would need for long voyages — recreation areas, observation decks, storage bays, and even a small garden module with preserved soil and artificial sunlight for growing food. The design was odd yet practical, blending military efficiency with livable comfort. It felt like a self-contained world capable of sustaining a crew for years.
Finally, Lirien brought them to a massive open area.
It was pure white, incredibly spacious, like an enormous indoor field. The ceiling was high, the floor smooth and unmarked, with faint grid lines that suggested it could be configured for different training scenarios. The room was ginormous — easily the size of several training halls combined. It felt empty and vast, waiting to be used.
They all stepped inside, walking a short distance before stopping in the center. Lian began throwing punches and kicks, shadow fighting an imaginary opponent. He moved with focused intensity, imagining someone strong — perhaps the representative, or Zephyr Kane, or even a future enemy from the rift. His fists cut through the air, feet shifting with practiced balance as he visualized blocks, counters, and devastating strikes.
Lirien walked closer to him.
Lian noticed and stopped, turning to face her with a look of confusion.
“Master, there is no need to train like that,” she said softly. “You won’t learn like that.”
She looked up toward the ceiling and spoke clearly.
“System, run a scan on Master’s memory. Bring every opponent he has faced.”
A small section of the floor opened nearby. A sleek device rose from it, scanned Lian briefly with a soft blue light, and retreated back underground.
Lian stood there, confused and curious, watching as something began to materialize from thin air.
It started as a formless black liquid, pooling and twisting in the center of the room. Little by little, it increased in size, shaping itself into a solid figure. Within minutes, the transformation was complete.
Lian stood frozen, his face twisted with pure anger and killing intent. His blood boiled. His fists clenched so tightly that blood dripped from his palms onto the white floor. His body shook with barely contained rage.
Elara, who had been watching everything with growing curiosity, felt her senses scream in alarm. She turned to look at Lian — his face was dark, his posture aggressive, like he wanted to kill the newly formed figure right there.
He was looking at it like he wanted to kill it.
Power Scale / Cultivation Realms (Quick Reminder)
Foundation Realm (Layers 1–9): Body forging, no external Qi.
Circuit Awakening Realm (Early–Peak): First Qi loop, internal bursts.
Core Condensation Realm (Early–Peak): External Qi release, short flight.
Stellar Circuit Realm (1–9 Stars): True flight, Qi armor, energy projection.
Nebula Dominion Realm and higher: Domain control, galaxy-level power, etc
Power Scale Reminder
Lian Yu: Stellar Circuit Star 1.
Elara Voss: Core Condensation Middle
Keep it as reminders
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