Star Hunter.

Chapter Twenty-Two is about gliding rather than flying?

Inside the minister's office in the training department building of the Seven Luminaries Prefecture training base, a middle-aged man and a robust young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old were talking at a tea table.

"Knight, what have you learned from your two days at Seven Stars?" The middle-aged man asked the young man sitting opposite him with the smile of an elder looking at a younger man. Although the middle-aged man was just sitting there, every move he made exuded the temperament of a soldier.

The young man called Knight showed a hint of impatience, but since he was addressing an elder, his tone wasn't too harsh: "In short: It's utterly boring and pointless!"

"Seven Stars isn't a military academy, so it's impossible for students to frequently handle firearms and armor. Even if they do, there won't be large-scale training simulations. However, Seven Stars' online training platform is quite good." The middle-aged man indicated that there were some things he couldn't help with.

"But that's not real. Facing a real gun barrel and a simulated one feels completely different. Besides, the physical condition of these people is terrible!" Batter said with disdain. He had fought several matches with upperclassmen in the past two days. Although he could barely manage a few, they were just passable and didn't really take him seriously. To improve his combat skills, he could only train with the people in the training department. Some of the people in the training department and the security department were transferred from the star system's military. Soldiers are different from academy students, and the killing intent they excites Knight.

"This isn't a military academy, after all..." The middle-aged man had said this countless times in the past two days, and he was quite helpless. "Why don't you apologize to your dad and arrange for me to go to a military academy in the C-star region while I'm still here? You haven't even reported for duty here yet anyway."

"No way! I'd rather be bored here until graduation than admit I made a mistake. Besides, I did nothing wrong! Those guys deserved it! They deserved to be beaten up and taught a lesson!" Knight's anger flared up as he talked about it. So what if he beat up a bunch of noisy, pretentious rich kids? He'd beat them up again next time he saw them.

The middle-aged man smiled wryly. The father and son were so alike; their stubborn tempers were hard to change once they got angry. Just as he was about to say something, the communicator suddenly rang. He gestured for Knight to wait a moment, glanced at it—an unfamiliar number, and it wasn't a video call, just a voice message. Thinking about who it could be, Huo Ding picked up the communicator, speaking with the air of someone in charge of the training department: "This is Huo Ding."

"A little nail..."

Upon hearing the voice, Huo Ding jumped up from his chair, reflexively put his feet together in a standard military posture, and then answered in a powerful voice, "Yes, sir!"

Knight, sitting opposite him, was so shocked that he almost fell off his chair. He stared wide-eyed as the person who had just been acting like an elder was now standing there at a straight military posture, listening to the person on the other end of the communicator giving instructions.

"Yes... okay, don't worry, I'll notify the security department to take action immediately... okay, I understand, please rest assured... okay, please be careful!"

After the call ended, Huo Ding's tense body relaxed slightly, his face contorted in a bitter expression, far more pronounced than when he was talking to Knight. Also, why did Old Master Mo change his number again? It seems he's been changing his number more and more frequently to avoid being bothered; I guess it's because with the arrival of the new students, there are more people wanting to visit him…

"Uncle Huo, what happened?"

"We'll talk about it later!" Huo Ding didn't have time to explain too much to Knight. He turned around and connected to the security team's communication, which was quickly answered.

"Hey? Nail, what do you want from me at this hour? Looking for some practice?" the other person teased.

Huo Ding ignored the other person's teasing and said seriously, "Gerald, I just received a report of a robbery at the Global Train Station in the commercial district. Two speeding cars snatched a student's backpack while waiting for the train..."

Upon hearing this, Gerald sighed and rubbed his forehead. They couldn't be bothered with such matters; it was just minor squabbles between students, hardly a big deal, something that would pass quickly. Besides, it was just a backpack that was stolen, nothing important, and those rich kids who raced cars weren't short of money at all. But someone who could get the security team involved through Huo Ding was clearly someone of importance. Gerald was annoyed when a few kids from wealthy families got into a fight and dragged their security team into it.

"Nail, give me an answer, who reported this?"

"Me and your former superior, General Mo's, biological father, Mr. Mo, the vice principal of Qiyao..."

  

Before Huo Ding could finish speaking, Gerald declared righteously, "To commit such a despicable act as a drive-by robbery in broad daylight is utterly outrageous!"

Huo Ding: "..."

After saying that, Gerald turned and yelled at his men who were sparring outside the window, "You bastards, get in line! We're moving out! Anyone who's a step behind will be stripped naked and made to run around the city naked!" He then spoke into the communicator, "Nail, tell Mo that we're on our way to deal with those two itchy little brats!"

After turning off the communicator, Huo Ding pressed the control button on his hand, and a screen dropped down. After entering the coordinates, several images appeared, which were satellite images taken from above, the side, and the front of Xilin riding the flying glider and the two flying cars. Knight also curiously came over to take a look.

Between the trade zone and the entertainment zone of the city that never sleeps, there is a deserted area where the endless green forest is stirred up by the red, yellow and blue cars speeding by.

"Damn, that kid actually chased after me for so long on that crappy scooter, what's in his bag?" the person in the bright yellow scooter complained.

"Besides a newspaper, an e-book, and some clothes, all I have is food. The clothes are relatively valuable because of the material, but there's nothing else of value," the person in the Crimson Flying Car said, rummaging through Xilin's backpack.

"Damn, he chased us this far with just this little bit of stuff? Another idiot. I wonder how many high-efficiency energy boxes he used!"

This person attributed the reason why Xilin chased him so far to the high-efficiency energy box.

"Exactly, pshaw, a broken skateboard trying to chase a flying car? Even a hundred high-efficiency energy boxes wouldn't have helped. That kid's just plain stupid!"

"Never mind him, let's speed up. Those two kids won't last long. Besides, his broken glide doesn't put much strain on the high-energy box. We don't want it to explode while we're chasing it."

"Haha, that's interesting. Let's wait and see that kid's flying slide explode! Woohoo~~"

The two men arrogantly roared and continued to increase the car's speed.

Xilin narrowed his eyes, increased the pressure of his feet, and adjusted his body to an angle of least resistance. An invisible aura around him tore the air in a spindle shape. Despite not having goggles, this speed did not affect Xilin's vision in the slightest.

With each whistling sound of his glider cutting through the air, Xilin seemed to become one with the glider, shooting out like a blue tracking missile, possessing both speed and agility.

Xilin's brain calculated the other vehicle's speed and the pedaling force, number of pedaling strokes, and the withstand capacity of the fly-skip. This fly-skip, relying on its own energy-powered maximum speed, could not catch up with the two flying vehicles in front, so Xilin reduced the energy drive and instead used human pedaling to drive.

Inside the training department office, both Huo Ding and Knight were staring at the screen.

"This kid is something else," Huo Ding asked.

"He didn't use his hands to control the rudder; he controlled it entirely with his mind. His skillful dodging of obstacles shows his strong mental control, and he conserved energy, using the energy that would otherwise be allocated to the rudder to maintain the glide itself. If the chase started from the train station in the trade zone, the fact that he could keep up for this long without being left behind indicates good stamina. The distorted shockwaves from when he used the glide show his strength." As he said this, Knight's eyes gleamed with intense fighting spirit. "Who is he?" Such a figure couldn't be unknown.

Huo Ding entered a series of passwords and coordinates on another screen. By locating and identifying the Seven Stars Card, the cardholder's identity could be confirmed.

"Doons Shilling? The Doons family?"

Over there, a special passenger flying car traveling from the commercial district to the entertainment district, the City That Never Sleeps, was flying through the air. Several trainees stared boredly at the endless green forest outside the window.

Suddenly, one of the students looking out the window widened his eyes even further: "Holy crap, is that guy using a flyboard?!"

Those nearby looked out the window and saw two flying cars and a speeding car chasing closely behind them appear in their sight, quickly overtaking the passenger bus.

"Was that really a glider or an airplane?"

"Bullshit, are there any airplanes that look like gliders?"

"I think... this is actually filming a gliding scene, right?" someone else commented.

Someone looked around and said, "Don't we see any film crew?"

"If it really is a high-speed glider, I want to buy one like that, but I don't know what brand it is."

"It's okay, I took pictures of what just happened!"

Regardless of what the passengers on the passenger shuttle were saying, Xilin just wanted to film the two bag snatchers and collect some compensation. The glider might be totaled after this flight.

The two flying cars in front continued to accelerate, and Xilin also increased the force and frequency of his pedaling. The thumping sounds of his pedaling and sliding through the air could be clearly heard by everyone inside the passenger flying car.

Before long, the three figures, red, yellow, and blue, disappeared from the sight of the passengers on the passenger flying car.

No, the gliding is almost at its limit. Xilin's mind raced, calculating the angle and success rate of his next move.

The two people who were chatting inside the flying car suddenly heard a loud bang behind them.

"Ha, it exploded! That kid's glider exploded!!"

The person inside the red car was overjoyed and about to turn around to see the miserable state of the boy behind him when he suddenly heard a loud bang, and in a flash, the car crashed uncontrollably to the ground.

The next moment, there was another bang, and another bright yellow flying car was kicked away while performing a difficult roll.

Huo Ding and Knight, who were staring at the screen in the training department office, were dumbfounded.