Abnormal crossing

Chapter 243 None of Them Are Simple (Part 1)
"Ok?"

Looking at Ophelia who suddenly spoke.

Standing next to Milo, Jin didn't object. Instead, she raised her eyebrows with interest and asked her, "You're allowed on the ship? What's the reason?"

Qiao Kewen also looked at his niece, seemingly a little surprised, but did not stop her.

His previous conversation with Milo was like that of two elders exchanging ideas, but now Ophelia, the younger one, has spoken up.
Clearly, she also had some thoughts she wanted to express.

"reason."

Ophelia was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly looked up and met Jin's gaze: "Sister Jin, do you still remember Stephen Doyle's greatest wish before he died?"

Stephen Doyle?

The first monarch of Perseka?

Jin's mind quickly recalled the people and events Ophelia had mentioned: "To break free from the cage of Boska and become a free bird?"

“That’s right, a free bird.” Ophelia took a deep breath, her smooth palm gently stroking the mark on her forehead that represented the bloodline of the Bosca royal family: “Thanks to you and Captain Milo, I can now be considered to have fulfilled my ancestors’ last wish and can leave Bosca and even the Labyrinth Zone freely, but for me, this is not enough.”

talking.

Ophelia pursed her lips and looked towards a certain point in the starry sky. Although her eyesight could not reach it, that was the location of the planet Boska: "Although I am free, my people and my compatriots are still bound by the Kingdom of Bichuli. They have no way to escape this cage yet. Perhaps they will not be in danger in the short term, but if a second naturally reorganized ancestor Stephen Doyle appears thousands or tens of thousands of years later, the Boska civilization will fall into darkness again."

"At the same time, due to the lessons learned this time, the Kingdom of Bhikkhu will inevitably adopt a more stringent blockade plan, and the entire civilization is destined to have no chance of escaping by any means."

"So it's not enough for me to fly alone, it's far from enough! That's why I want to leave here with you, Sister Jin, to learn the knowledge to fight against the Kingdom of Bhikkhu. I hope that one day I can return with the flame of freedom, burn away the shackles that Bhikkhu has nailed to the minds of my people, and restore true freedom to my people!"

Gu Wei glanced at this surviving member of the Persian royal family with some surprise.

He had expected Ophelia to persuade Milo and Jin with reasons such as "I can endure hardship," "I can do odd jobs/help out," or even "I'm not afraid to die and can fight," but he hadn't expected this.
How could such words come out of the mouth of this seemingly frail little girl?

This idea is rather unusual.

Indeed, no civilization should be underestimated.
However, upon closer reflection, this does align with the style of the Persian civilization.

If the Molde civilization, which gave birth to Jokowen and Speaker Gray, impressed Gu Wei with its unity, then Boska's image in Gu Wei's mind was undoubtedly decisiveness.

Farrell committed suicide within twenty seconds of being unsealed, leaving his consciousness to leave his body, while Boko III used the limited time available to complete the marriage and the impregnation.

Now that it's Ophelia's turn, she has also shown extraordinary determination and vision.

To know.

Although her dream was lofty, it was unlikely to be realized by her alone; she had to seize an opportunity to achieve it.

The Fluttering Fluttering Ship is clearly a huge opportunity! If she can learn some knowledge and skills from Jin and Milo, whether she can succeed in revenge is another matter, but at least her dream won't just be a castle in the air.
On the other side, Qiao Kewen's eyes widened slightly, clearly not expecting his usually gentle and quiet niece to say something so surprising.

Adele's expression remained unchanged, but the worry on her face deepened.

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Milo gave Ophelia a deep look, nodded to Jokowen, and led Jin, Gu Weili, and the others to the side, while activating his mimicry shield: "Jin, what do you think?"

"What an interesting little girl," Jin said, crossing her arms and looking up at the ceiling. "Meme, have you gathered all the information?"

The main thread quickly replied: "Just a few percentage points left to get it done! Here you go."

Chestnut, holding Nuonuo in her arms, curiously leaned closer to peek: "Information? What information?"

“Who else? Of course it’s Ophelia’s—hey, move aside, Big Thunder is blocking my view,” Jin reached out and pressed down the girl’s fiery head, explaining leisurely, “When Old Joe suggested that Ophelia should come aboard, I had Meimei collect information about this girl and Old Berry. After all, these things can’t be proven by words alone, so we need to gather some information for reference.”

"Although our ship is poor, not just anyone can get on. At the very least, we need to understand its basic situation first."

Gu Wei blinked twice.

Also.

Even companies on Earth require applicants to submit their resumes and then conduct interviews before hiring, let alone an adventure team venturing into the stars. Besides, with Meimei's abilities, gathering information about Ophelia and Old Beryl wouldn't be difficult for her.

Jin quickly checked the content sent by Meimei, commenting as she read: "Victor Berry, also known as Boone Berry's father, is seventy-nine years old this year. He is a six-star engineer, the highest level in Mold. According to the Star Sea level, he could be an ordinary engineer in the main fleet of a fifth-tier early civilization."

After a while.

Jin looked up from the information Meimei had sent her, and while flipping through Old Berry's file, she said to Milo, "Old Joe wasn't wrong, Old Berry is indeed a one-trick pony, and his character is also quite upright."

"For example, Berry Jr. was selected for the Khan ship entirely by his own ability. Throughout the process, Berry Sr. did not interfere in the operation. During the years when he was in charge of the project, he did not engage in corruption. The worst thing he did was to secretly fill small bottles with the good wine at the project's topping-out banquet and take it home to drink himself. After retirement, he donated a considerable portion of his salary to the new generation education project promoted by Sheena."

"Oh?" Milo stroked his chin, his impression of old Berry improving somewhat. "And what about his weaknesses?"

“Age is a big problem, and it can’t be ignored,” Jin shrugged. “The physical condition and lifespan are relatively easy to deal with. After all, Mold’s average lifespan is far from that of the mainstream in Starsea. One dose of medicine can restore him to his peak condition.”

"Decades of experience have led to his entire knowledge framework being fixed, making it difficult to update it to a higher level of knowledge system. Moreover, this process cannot be artificially intervened; it can only depend on his own efforts."

"If one can master the mainstream knowledge of the Star Sea, one might become a high-level craftsman, but if one cannot, one can only be a menial laborer."

Note:
Today is September 918th, let us never forget our national humiliation.

(End of this chapter)