Chapter 4 Are you sure this is really a date spot?

Situ Linchen's voice was as cold as ice, leaving no room for negotiation.

The announcement even echoed in the spacious office.

Everyone present fell silent.

The employees who were previously in a panic are now all silent.

Lily looked at Ning Shuyin beside her with a surprised expression.

The vice president, who had just been swaggering around, now had his mouth agape in an "O" shape.

All the staff's eyes fell on Ning Shuyin, who was wearing a dusty uniform.

"Marshal... Marshal." The president of the Rose Society, a debonair gentleman, was so frightened that he almost knelt down.

He forced himself to step forward, his voice trembling with fear: "Has this child done something wrong? Should we report this to the Alliance Investigation Department? Her actions have nothing to do with the Rose Society, but we will fully cooperate with the investigation!"

After the chairman finished speaking, the group of senior executives behind him nodded hurriedly.

The marshal personally dispatched the "Starship" to take away a low-level technician?

They couldn't think of any other possibility than that he had committed an unforgivable crime.

Situ Linchen frowned and glanced at him indifferently.

"No need," he said succinctly.

Upon hearing this, the president broke out in a cold sweat.

The cold "no need" did not mean "no need to panic" to the people present, but rather "no need to say anything more nonsense".

The president's legs went weak, and he almost fainted.

This would be a serious crime on par with betraying the alliance.

Situ Linchen glanced at the president again.

"Give her a week off."

"ha?"

Everyone in the office, including the chairman, was stunned.

Requesting leave for a serious offender?

“Paid leave,” Situ Linchen added, his tone extremely impatient.

After saying that, he ignored everyone else, grabbed Ning Shuyin's wrist, and walked towards the transparent particle bridge for boarding the ship.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, and under the astonished gazes of everyone, a war behemoth capable of destroying a planet slowly ascended into the sky.

A few minutes later, the warship rushed toward its star system at an extremely high speed.

The powerful airflow made the alloy curtain wall of the Rose Club rattle and rustle.

The president looked at the street, which had been ravaged by the flagship engine, and then turned to look at the vice president who had just been talking to Ning Shuyin, feeling uneasy.

——

Ning Shuyin's wrist was gripped by a large hand.

She was practically dragged and pulled onto the particle bridge leading to the ship.

At the boarding gate, a beam of light scanned her entire body.

The notification sounded: "Ms. Ning Shuyin, citizen of Planet A, identity verification successful."

Inside the flagship, the high-strength alloy structure is seamless and spotless.

Two rows of guards dressed in exoskeletons saluted in unison as they passed by.

The metal frames clanged together, creating a particularly chilling sound in the empty passageway.

Situ Linchen finally let go of her.

Ning Shuyin rubbed her reddened wrist and timidly raised her head.

This was the first time she had seen this man, who resembled a god of death, so clearly at such close range.

He was taller than I expected, probably around 1.9 meters tall.

The black military overcoat was crisp and straight, with buttons fastened meticulously, the collar tightly bound, and even the silver trim on the garment stretched into sharp lines.

According to the information, this man is 500 years old.

Ordinary Perseus people live to be less than a hundred years old. But those with superpowers can live to be nearly ten thousand years old on average.

At 500 years old, he is still very young, yet he is already an SSS-level superpowered individual and firmly wields the sharpest blade in interstellar space—the "Alliance Fleet".

At this moment, his dark, cold eyes were scrutinizing her without any concealment, as if he were assessing a piece of merchandise that did not quite meet expectations.

[Target person Situ Linchen's favorability has decreased.]

[Current favorability: -50 (Dangerous)]

The man's gaze held an undisguised...disappointment.

Ning Shuyin's heart sank.

[Note: The host's "Meme Attraction Device" has taken effect, offsetting some of the initial malice. Otherwise, the initial favorability would have been -80.]

-80? What does that even mean?

-100 means killing her, and -80 means wanting to cripple her as soon as you see her.

Ning Shuyin felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze.

Situ Linchen withdrew his gaze and coldly uttered two words: "Follow me."

He strode towards the flagship command center.

Ning Shuyin could only follow him closely, her ears filled with the uncontrollable pounding of her own heart.

Outside the command cabin window, the entire azure-blue Star A and the dazzling Milky Way stretched out before us.

The magnificent beauty of the universe deeply moved her.

The screen inside the cabin flickered, displaying a jumble of complex flight data.

This is the central hub of interstellar military power.

Several officers were working in the command center, but no one dared to look up at them.

"Sit down." Situ Linchen pointed to a temporary seat that had been added next to him.

Ning Shuyin sat down awkwardly.

The next second, a clean towel was thrown into her arms.

"Clean yourself up." He said coldly.

Ning Shuyin looked down and noticed that her cuffs and the back of her hands were covered in dust from her work.

Situ Linchen's arrival was so sudden that she didn't have time to change her clothes or do her makeup.

Now, she can only silently pick up a towel and wipe her face and hands.

Situ Linchen has issued the order: "Target planet A orbit, Alice Space Station, depart."

The ship shuddered slightly.

The deep-space engine roared. The gravity generator activated, and a stable, gripping sensation came from beneath our feet.

Situ Linchen glanced at Ning Shuyin: "The destination is quite far, we need to set off earlier."

"Ah, okay." Ning Shuyin nodded.

She hadn't expected this man to explain it to her.

No wonder, they agreed on a date at 6 PM. He came to pick her up just after noon.

Ning Shuyin suggested that the romantic Ryan Lake Park be the perfect date spot for Su Qianqian.

This cold warship certainly doesn't look like a place for a date.

The interstellar fleet sped along, leaving a ghostly blue trail behind it.

Soon, a young officer came over carrying two lunches.

With a friendly smile on his face, he placed the plate in front of Ning Shuyin.

“Miss Ning, I am Marshal Situ’s secretary. You may call me Mu Ze.”

"Hello, Secretary Mu Ze." Ning Shuyin felt a little relieved when she saw that the secretary was friendly.

As Mu Ze bent down to set the table, he lowered his voice and whispered, "Don't be nervous, the Marshal is just..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold gaze swept over him.

Situ Linchen shifted his gaze from the star map to Mu Ze. He didn't speak, but the atmosphere in the command center tensed up.

The next second, he turned to a senior officer not far away: "Campbell."

The general whose name was called out trembled: "Marshal!"

"Your training schedule is too loose. Starting today, the intensity of all simulated battles will be doubled, and the virtual pain level will be increased by 50%," Situ Linchen ordered.

"Yes, Marshal!" The general dared not have the slightest objection.

Muze had already bowed his head and stepped aside, standing silently with his breath held.

The punishment was harsh, without cause, and arbitrary.

Situ Linchen's gaze fell on Ning Shuyin's slightly pale face.

He strode closer, the sound of his military boots hitting the ground particularly clear: "Can't even handle this much?"

"In my fleet, there is no need for excessive sympathy."

He was warning her, and he was warning everyone.

The oppressive force was still closing in, and Ning Shuyin felt her throat tighten, unable to utter a single word.

The military boots finally stopped in front of her.

A glass of water suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was Situ Linchen who handed it to her.

“Drink it,” he said.

Ning Shuyin dared not disobey and picked up the cup to take a small sip.

The liquid is refreshing and sweet upon tasting, without any particular flavor.

"How is it?" Situ Linchen gazed at her lips. "Are you satisfied?"

"..."

Ning Shuyin couldn't help but feel puzzled.

The ruthless man who had just been so authoritative suddenly changed his attitude and asked her if she was satisfied with a glass of water.

Is this some kind of expensive 8848 mineral water? Or is it the way top tycoons satisfy their customers by making you praise the taste of their water?

"Ah...it's delicious," Ning Shuyin replied perfunctorily.

Her simple answer, however, caused Situ Linchen's eyes to race with complex emotions.

For the next few interstellar hours, the flagship sailed smoothly.

Ning Shuyin felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, while Situ Linchen closed his eyes to rest, and the two did not exchange any more words.

This long voyage is finally coming to an end.

As an Earth traveler who transmigrates into a book, seeing the magnificent future space station inevitably evokes feelings of wonder and excitement.

Alice Space Station has a ring-shaped structure and is the premier commercial and social center in the orbit of Planet A.

From a distance, it looks like a diamond ring floating on a starry sky, with countless small aircraft shuttling around it.

Here you'll find the most luxurious zero-gravity restaurant in the entire galaxy, a viewing lounge overlooking the nebula, and a legendary, extravagant casino where you can throw away a fortune.

The Starry Sky Theater atop the space station is a place where world-renowned divas perform around the clock—a favorite haunt of interstellar dignitaries.

So, this is the "destination" that Situ Linchen was referring to.

Ning Shuyin couldn't help but feel a secret anticipation for this date.

The flagship smoothly docked at the dedicated shuttle port.

"Let's go." Situ Linchen stood up, still with that cold expression.

Ning Shuyin followed behind him down the gangway.

The shuttle took them to the space station. She was greeted by a futuristic reception hall.

Just as Ning Shuyin was about to step into the commercial area, Situ Linchen pointed to a corridor in the opposite direction.

“Follow me,” he commanded.

At the entrance to the corridor, two large red characters are prominently displayed: "Restricted Area".

Ning Shuyin paused in her steps.

This passageway is completely different from the glamorous style of the business district.

Pure white, silent, gleaming with a cold light.

It's like a long corridor leading to the operating room.

The further they went, the quieter it became. Eventually, only the sound of their footsteps, one after the other, could be heard.

"Da, da, da."

Each strike felt like stepping on Ning Shuyin's nerves.

At the end of the corridor was a closed metal door. Above it was a series of numbers beginning with "Equipment Number" and a dark blue circular mark.

This place... doesn't look like a date spot.

Ning Shuyin's fantasies about dating were replaced by a chill that crept up her back.

"Beep—"

Situ Linchen's identity was verified, and the shielded doors slid open silently to both sides.

Ning Shuyin stood at the door and saw the scene inside.

It's not a restaurant, not a lounge, and certainly not a viewpoint.

This is a circular room of approximately 100 square meters.

The walls of the room were covered with light screens and wires, but otherwise empty.

No, to be precise, it wasn't empty.

The only furnishing in the room was a small object in the very center—

A bed.

A bed with restraints on all four sides.