Chapter 53 She was taken away by a fourth man.

Ning Shuyin was a little surprised when she saw the "instant reply".

She had assumed that this legendary space pirate king would be difficult to deal with.

I didn't expect him to agree so readily.

However, it's unclear when Caesar will have time.

Ning Shuyin put away her personal terminal and looked up at Zhou Zhiheng opposite her.

Zhou Zhiheng had changed his clothes at some point.

The young man was dressed in a dark green Tang suit embroidered with gold patterns.

Buttons are fastened regularly.

Her long, black hair was tied low at the back of her head. She had a scholarly air about her.

I have to admit, he looks good in anything he wears.

"Alright, the contract is signed, and the battle outside is over." Zhou Zhiheng pointed outside. "Let's go."

The roar from the outside world has completely subsided.

The entire museum was eerily quiet, as if it had survived a catastrophe.

Zhou Zhiheng walked straight to the door of the lounge, seemingly certain that she would follow.

Ning Shuyin quickly followed after her.

The two returned to the chaotic exhibition hall.

A pungent, burnt smell lingered in the air, where once priceless artifacts were mixed with the scattered remains of the mechanical race.

Zhou Zhiheng watched all this with a blank expression on his face.

After all, he had already made up for his losses through the Ning Shuyin "project".

Walk to the museum's central control panel.

Zhou Zhiheng manually connected to the terminal and then gave the order.

"Lift the lockdown."

[Access confirmed, curator Zhou Zhiheng. Block mode lifted.]

One after another, the alloy gates were retracted into the dome.

The thick energy shield surrounding the floating fortress, like melting ice and snow, quickly receded.

The protective layer outside the tarmac in the distance slowly opened up like flower petals.

The two walked out of the museum's entrance hall.

The original artificial sun has fallen, and the idyllic landscape is now in terrible condition.

Besides, the outer space beyond the meteorite resembled a steel graveyard that had just experienced a catastrophe.

Countless wrecked warships of the mechanical race floated silently in the darkness, their broken armor still flashing with electric sparks.

In the center of the wreckage, a fleet was methodically carrying out battlefield cleanup.

The fleet was painted with the emblem of the Interstellar Alliance.

Zhou Zhiheng's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously searched the fleet for the iconic flagship "Starship".

Not found.

At this moment, neither Zhou Zhiheng nor the Alliance fleet noticed that a completely black spaceship was parked on the back of the meteorite fortress.

Ning Shuyin's personal computer lit up again with a "ding".

[Caesar: Something came up, wait three minutes.]

Ning Shuyin looked at the message and a small question mark popped into her mind.

Wait for him for three minutes?

What are we waiting for him to do?

Meanwhile, Zhou Zhiheng, who was standing to the side, had already turned his gaze away from the distance and looked back at Ning Shuyin.

"Now that you've become my employee, here's a welcome gift for you."

A commencement ceremony?

Ning Shuyin looked at him.

Could it be some resource that can help her achieve her KPIs? Or a discount on the 5 trillion?

Looking at her expectant eyes, Zhou Zhiheng said, "Our first date can begin. You can initiate it on the terminal."

Ning Shuyin: "..."

Sure enough, he acted like a boss. Even for a simple date, she had to go through the process and submit an application, while he just comfortably clicked "complete."

Despite her complaints, Ning Shuyin resignedly reached for her wrist.

However, the moment she touched the computer screen...

Sha—

The space in front of them suddenly distorted without warning.

It was as if an unseen hand was squeezing and releasing the scenery of this area like crumpled paper.

A gentle breeze came naturally.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and imposing figure suddenly appeared in the center of the distorted space.

The space around him rippled slightly.

The man who appeared out of nowhere was wearing a black leather jacket.

A head of long, curly, pure gold hair.

With bright blue eyes and wheat-colored skin, he was so handsome he seemed otherworldly.

"You're Ning Shuyin?" His voice was tinged with laughter. "You're smaller than I imagined, and prettier than in your ID photo."

As he spoke, he curiously sized up Ning Shuyin, completely ignoring Zhou Zhiheng, who had a cold expression, standing next to him.

"Who are you?" Zhou Zhiheng asked sharply, while shielding Ning Shuyin behind him.

The blond man simply extended his hand in a gentlemanly gesture of invitation to Ning Shuyin.

“I’m sorry, Miss Ning, I’m late. I’m Caesar,” he introduced himself. “Our date can begin now.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Shuyin's personal computer flashed, displaying a notification from the Rose Society.

[Dating Status: Pending confirmation from the woman.]

[Date Location: Outer Space Region, Tartarus Nebula]

“Wait a minute! Mr. Caesar, I…” Ning Shuyin was stunned.

She didn't realize that Caesar's reply of "wait for me" meant "right now, immediately".

She wasn't mentally prepared at all.

"etc!"

Zhou Zhiheng stepped forward, deliberately blocking Caesar and Ning Shuyin.

"There is always a first come, first served order in everything."

He stared at Caesar and said, "She is my date. My dates with her have just begun."

Upon hearing this, Caesar looked at Zhou Zhiheng with his azure eyes and then blinked twice.

"You're dating her? Did you start the date in the system?"

This question stumped Zhou Zhiheng.

Caesar seemed to read his mind, as if explaining rules to a child who didn't understand them:

“Kid, you’ve only received a date invitation from her, right? I got one too.” Caesar proudly waved the personal terminal on his wrist.

"According to the Alliance's Dating Matching Act, a date invitation is merely pre-date communication. A date only begins when one party officially initiates the date on their personal device."

Caesar looked at Zhou Zhiheng, a smile curving his lips.

Zhou Zhiheng's face was full of displeasure, but he had no way to refute it.

It's definitely him who hasn't started dating yet.

Caesar said casually, "I've just officially started dating Miss Ning. Remember, in these situations, it's always first come, first served."

Amid Zhou Zhiheng's overwhelming murderous aura, Caesar directly wrapped his arm around Ning Shuyin's waist.

"Let's go," Caesar whispered in Ning Shuyin's ear.

"Let her go."

Zhou Zhiheng looked furious and reached out to pull Ning Shuyin back.

However, his hand grasped at empty air.

The light and shadow shifted before my eyes.

Ning Shuyin felt a slight dizziness, and Zhou Zhiheng's handsome face, which was full of displeasure, disappeared instantly behind the distorted space.

...

At this moment, Zhou Zhiheng, who had just grabbed nothing, stood still at the museum's entrance.

The person was taken away out of thin air by another man right under his nose, within his reach.

Unfortunately, it happened right after he announced that we could go on a first date.

Zhou Zhiheng had never suffered such a humiliation since childhood.

He felt a lump in his throat, unable to breathe properly.

Just then, a magnificent shuttle landed steadily on the helipad not far away.

The hatch slid open.

A group of fully armed soldiers escorted a stern-looking man in military uniform as they approached.

The person quickly walked up to Zhou Zhiheng.

"Where is Ning Shuyin?" Situ Lin asked bluntly.

Zhou Zhiheng looked at the travel-worn man and suddenly laughed. His laugh was both helpless and mocking.

"It's too late, Marshal."

He straightened the cuffs of his Tang suit, his movements barely concealing his irritation: "Ning Shuyin was just taken away by her fourth man."