I manage female characters in all the heavens.

Junior sister, you seem like a completely different person today?

The news spread very quickly.

News of Gao Jiyuan's affair quickly spread among the High Energy Research Institute and the official authorities of the Jiangnan Base City.

Yu Qiaoqiao finally understood what had happened and why her junior sister had that expression.

As the news spread, people at the High Energy Research Institute couldn't help but discuss it.

They all expressed shock and regret over Gao Jiyuan's sacrifice, but most of those who were unaware of the truth and details believed that the responsibility for the accident should lie with Gao Jiyuan himself.

Yu Qiaoqiao overheard these discussions, and involuntarily bit her lip, tears glistening in her eyes behind her glasses.

Although she doesn't look like one and is indeed not very capable, she, Yu Qiaoqiao, is also Gao Jiyuan's personal disciple!

Moreover, she is actually the biological daughter who, according to rumors, is not as valued by Gao Jiyuan as "Liu Ting"!

Her parents divorced years ago, and she stayed with her mother, taking her mother's surname, Yu. Only a few people in the entire High Energy Research Institute knew that she was Gao Jiyuan's daughter.

If it weren't for this connection, she definitely wouldn't have been able to become the student of Gao Jiyuan, the only senior academician at the High Energy Research Institute.

She put down the documents in her hand, went to the laboratory and tinkered with a box of miniature electric pulse generators, which she then carried around the High Energy Research Institute.

As soon as she heard someone say that the experimental accident was Gao Jiyuan's fault, or something similar, she would throw a pair of generators at that person without saying a word, activating them and electrocuting them until they convulsed and foamed at the mouth. She was ruthless.

She didn't say a word, but her actions showed her trust and support for her father.

She had limited power and could do little. She couldn't prove Gao Jiyuan's innocence to everyone, so she could only tell people to shut up.

Councilor Yao Weiwu personally ordered the deployment, and the Jiangnan Military Region completed all preparations in just ten minutes, dispatching a smart fighter jet to pick up "Liu Ting" from Jiangnan University.

This silver-gray, butterfly-shaped intelligent fighter jet is equipped with laser cannons and its defenses can withstand attacks from mid-level lord-class monsters.

With a top speed of Mach 6, it is capable of fighting high-level lord-class monsters head-on. After quickly completing preparations, it flies at high speed towards Jiangnan University.

All ancient civilization ruins in the world are not located within base cities, but are all in the wilderness. Ordinary means of transportation are definitely not capable of allowing humans to travel to these ancient civilization ruins. Only these intelligent fighter jets, which are incredibly powerful in attack, defense, and agility, can do so.

According to the unified standards of the Earth, intelligent fighter jets are divided into six levels: primary, intermediate, advanced, king, Qiankun, and primordial.

The most basic type consists of fighter jets deployed on a large scale by the military, which use conventional weapons in combat and have virtually no ability to defend against monster attacks.

The intermediate level is a significant improvement over the basic level. The machine body can withstand attacks from regular Beast General-level monsters, and it is faster and has stronger firepower, but it is still powerless against Lord-level monsters.

At higher levels, the mech can withstand attacks from regular Lord-class monsters, and is equipped with a laser cannon that poses a fatal threat to any Lord-class monster. However, it still faces the risk of being destroyed in intense battles with Lord-class monsters.

The intelligent fighter jet that came to pick up Liu Ting this time is an advanced intelligent fighter jet, which is more than enough to ensure safety if it is only used for traveling.

Above that is the King-level, which is the same level as the one Luo Feng exchanged for in the original work. Basically, only King-level monsters can destroy it.

Traveling through the wilderness in an advanced intelligent fighter jet is certainly not 100% safe, but there's no other way; it's already the best intelligent fighter jet the military has.

Yao Weiwu's own vehicle is only an advanced intelligent fighter jet; the military doesn't have any King-class, Qiankun-class, or Honghuang-class aircraft.

Those three levels are basically unique to the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy. Even Thor, the world's second-best martial artist, only rides a King-level vehicle.

The King-class is currently the most powerful intelligent fighter jet that humans can build. The higher-level Qiankun-class and Honghuang-class were obtained through archaeological research and cannot be replicated.

While Hanxia boasts the world's largest number of martial artists, its overall scientific and technological capabilities are relatively weak, and it is currently unable to produce a King-level intelligent fighter jet. None of the four planetary-level powerhouses are equipped with King-level vehicles.

To deliver "Liu Ting" to the country, Yao Weiwu has already used the highest-level intelligent fighter jet that the country can deploy, which shows his attitude is sufficient.

Ten minutes later, a silver-gray streamlined butterfly-shaped fighter jet streaked across the sky, emitting a deep, thunderous roar, and appeared above Jiangnan University.

Its silhouette swept past teaching buildings, libraries, and playgrounds, and slowly landed on the second sports field of Jiangnan University amidst the astonished gazes of countless students and faculty.

The engine whipped up a fierce wind that tossed the lawn about, sending dust and fallen leaves swirling in the air.

The students on the playground covered their eyes and backed away, but couldn't help peeking through their fingers at the enormous, futuristic-looking machine.

The cabin door opened, and dozens of heavily armed and imposing elite soldiers jumped from the fighter jet.

They quickly lined up around the fighter jets, forming a tight perimeter.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, a beautiful girl wearing a white lab coat and glasses walked from the direction of the High Energy Research Institute.

An officer strode up to her and gave a crisp military salute: "Academician Liu! By order of superiors, the No. 1 advanced intelligent fighter jet of the Ninth Air Group of the Jiangnan Military Region is here to pick you up! The jet is ready and can take off at any time!"

Liu Ting nodded, said nothing more, and walked directly toward the fighter jet.

The playground erupted in commotion. Although she was wearing a white coat and glasses, many freshmen recognized her as the pretty girl who attended open classes with them but never brought a textbook or listened to the lectures, instead focusing on playing on her phone and teasing her girlfriends!

To our utter surprise, our classmate in the same classroom was someone of such high status, worthy of the military mobilizing such a high-level contingent to pick her up in full view of everyone!

My God, this is something that only happens in novels!

As Liu Ting stepped onto the escalator, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Tingting!"

Xu Xin squeezed through the crowd and stood outside the cordon, where she was stopped by two soldiers.

She was panting, her face filled with anxiety and worry.

"Tingting, where are you going?"

Standing on the boarding escalator, Liu Ting turned around to look at Xu Xin, who was being stopped. The wind from the fighter jet engine blew past her, making her white coat flutter.

She said in a calm but firm tone, "My teacher is dead. Although I never even saw his face, I acknowledge him as my teacher."

"Therefore, I must seek justice for him."

"If it is truly his fault, I have nothing to say, but if it is not, then someone must pay the price."

Chapter 257 Flying to the Wilderness, an Unexpected Incident

On Liu Ting's face, a cold expression that Xu Xin had never seen before was revealed. Her delicate appearance, enhanced by her white coat and glasses, could not suppress the murderous aura she exuded.

That determination was enough to make those around him feel a heavy pressure.

Xu Xin stared at her blankly, her mind reeling.

She hadn't known Liu Ting for very long, but she felt she already knew her good friend very well.

In Xu Xin's memory, Liu Ting was always the same carefree, nonchalant person who didn't care much about anything.

She loves to joke, play pranks, and tease people. She's lazy and carefree, as if nothing can truly make her take things seriously.

But now, Xu Xin realizes she was wrong.

Liu Ting wasn't heartless; she just hadn't been touched upon what truly mattered to her.

She also possesses extremely intense and passionate emotions, but she usually hides them beneath her cynical exterior.

Today, that outer shell cracked open, and the magma inside gushed out.

Xu Xin took a deep breath and shouted loudly to Liu Ting, who had already turned and walked towards the fighter jet, "Tingting! Good luck! I'll wait for you to come back and we can go to class together!"

Liu Ting paused slightly in her steps.

"And—" Xu Xin's voice rose a little higher, carrying a resolute determination, "If you need help, remember to contact me! My family has a lot of influence! A lot of influence!!"

The students around her all looked at Xu Xin with strange eyes.

That person was someone the military dispatched with smart fighter jets and troops to pick up. What level of treatment is that?

It must be a top-level figure who can communicate with the country's highest officials!

How do you, an ordinary college student, get the courage to say things like "My family has a lot of influence"?

Even if your family has some money, what does it amount to in a situation of this magnitude?

How much power do you have to say that? This person is such a high-ranking figure. How much power do you have to be able to help with this?

If you really have that kind of energy, why are you even going to school?

boast!

Xu Xin ignored those gazes and simply stared firmly in the direction of the fighter jets.

Liu Ting didn't turn around; she simply raised one hand and waved casually as a response.

Then, she stepped into the cabin, and the last fluttering hem of her white coat disappeared from everyone's sight.

The soldiers boarded the plane, the cabin doors closed, and the roar of the engines intensified once more.

The silver intelligent fighter jet slowly rose into the air, then tilted slightly in mid-air before transforming into a silver streak of light, piercing the sky and flying towards the depths of the wilderness more than two thousand kilometers away.

On the playground, countless people looked up at the receding streak of light, speechless for a long time.

Xu Xin stood there, her hands clasped tightly to her chest, watching the point of light disappear into the horizon, silently praying.

Tingting, I hope everything goes well for you.

We made a pinky promise to go to class together, eat together, graduate together, and grow old together.

You can't go back on your word.

The roar of the fighter jet engines was isolated inside the cabin, leaving only a low hum. Outside the window, the buildings of Jiangnan Base City quickly shrank into a blurry patch of color and soon disappeared into the clouds.

"Liu Ting" leaned back in the spacious cabin seat, gazing out the porthole at the vast sea of ​​white clouds, her face expressionless.

Her fingers, which were unconsciously rubbing the seatbelt buckle, betrayed her inner turmoil.

Gao Jiyuan is dead.

"Liu Ting" didn't have much contact with this nominal mentor, only a little over two months in total, and they didn't even meet in person once.

But the bonds between people are never measured by the amount of time spent together or the number of times they meet.

She remembered clearly how good Gao Jiyuan had been to her.

Before she officially joined the Institute of High Energy Physics, she had only had initial contact with the institute as a top scorer in the college entrance examination. Gao Jiyuan took the initiative to call her and warmly invited her to join his research group.

During those phone calls, Gao Jiyuan never put on airs as a mentor. On the contrary, he was often amazed by her "out-of-the-box" ideas and asked her all sorts of questions earnestly like a student.

He knew she liked milk tea, and before each call ended, he would remind her, "Drink less of those sweet things, they're bad for your health."

When he was fighting for her to be promoted to senior researcher, he didn't hesitate to make harsh statements to the research institute's review committee.

Before this experiment, he sent her a message saying that if the experiment was successful, he would come back and treat her to a nice meal.

He even prepared a special gift, waiting to give it to her when he returned.

Taken individually, none of these things are particularly significant.

But accumulated together, they were like tiny threads, weaving a thin, yet real, bond between her and the middle-aged man she had never met.