Chapter 1
On the rooftop of an old residential complex, flames lit up the sky. Downstairs, onlookers stayed far away, talking in a flurry.
"Why did Lao Xi's house suddenly catch fire? Where are the people? Did they escape?"
"Oh, there are so many people, but I don't see any of them coming out."
"So many? Aren't there just two of them, a father and his daughter?"
"You don't know? I saw it when I got home from get off work. Those loan sharks followed Xiyue back home. The kid even said hello to me. Oh, what a pity. His grades were so good. He's supposed to take the college entrance exam next month..."
The sound of exploding glass interrupted the neighbors' sighs. High in the sky, tongues of fire fiercely shot out from the window, licking a falling figure.
The firelight hit the girl's face, tinting her sickly smile with a strong color.
She looked at the blazing house, listened to the painful and twisted wails coming from inside, and whispered, "If you have the guts, keep chasing..."
The whisper with a hint of smile drifts gently in the darkness.
Bang--
The girl in school uniform fell to the ground, and blood spread along the cracks in the stone slabs, as if a bright red flower of the other shore had bloomed.
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"Miss?"
Xiyue came back to her senses and focused her distracted gaze on the female bodyguard on the light screen.
He has short hair, a tall figure, and is wrapped in a black combat uniform. He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, looking dashing and neat.
Yes, she also has bodyguards.
If Xiyue had not been forced into a desperate situation by loan sharks, she was sure that she would be rich sooner or later. However, she did not expect that she would become so rich after surviving in another world in an unknown way.
——The daughter of a wealthy interstellar family, her father Xihai is a super S-class mecha war god with the rank of "Commander" and rules over eight star regions.
The pocket money in her account alone has seven zeros - 20 million star coins!
Is this what it means to have sweet things after suffering?
Xiyue thought about it and smiled at the camera: "I'm still a little sleepy, let's go."
She pressed the button on the optical computer, and the flying camera returned to a groove somewhere in the optical computer, and the light screen disappeared.
"Miss, are you going out today?" Xiang Jia was a little surprised. Xiyue hadn't left the house for three whole days.
"Well, I see there's a mall nearby. I'll go shopping there after breakfast."
As Xiyue spoke, she picked out a snow-white leather handbag from the shelf. She was thinking about what to put it in when her eyes suddenly stopped at the dressing table.
There was a strange thing mixed in there.
——A rectangular object with a screen, about the length of a finger and the width of two fingers, looks like a remote control, but there are no buttons. Only a string of numbers is jumping on the screen: "23:58:12".
A timer, and it's a countdown.
Xiyue was completely attracted by it. The seconds on the screen gradually jumped into her heart in her light brown eyes.
Again and again, it was as if a little man was dancing on her heart.
"Miss, would you like to put on makeup?"
Xiyue woke up from her distraction again and looked at the remote control that she had unconsciously picked up in her hand: "Makeup?"
Xiang Jia felt strange: "That lady is holding a lipstick..."
What she sees as a remote control is actually a lipstick to others?
It's not normal, absolutely not normal. But since I've traveled here, it seems normal, right?
Worried about being discovered, Xiyue put the remote control in her bag and said perfunctorily, "Just keep it ready."
In the restaurant on the first floor of the mansion, there is a long dining table made of pure white marble. Two people are sitting at the table: younger brother Xipo and younger sister Xiyao.
Both were wearing Mecha Academy uniforms.
"Good morning." Xiyue greeted with a smile, pulled out a dining chair and sat down.
Xipo paused in her action of stirring the spoon and glanced at him coldly.
Xiyao, on the other hand, looked as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes widening. She subconsciously glanced at her brother first. Seeing that the latter did not respond, she replied with a little embarrassment: "Good morning, big sister."
With a ding, Xipo put down the spoon, stood up and left.
"...Brother, wait for me!" Xi Yao quickly wiped her mouth with a napkin and hurried out.
The brother and sister were not close to her.
Xiyue did not inherit the original owner's memory. After a quick search on the Star Network using a light brain, she roughly guessed the reason.
——She, Xi Yue, the eldest daughter of the Xi family, is a waste.
Her father Xihai has super S-level mental power, Xipo is A-level, Xiyao is D-level, and only she is still at the lowest E-level until graduation, and is even the most useless "0 Xiaohe" among the E-level.
In this interstellar apocalypse where eliminating pollution is paramount, E-level psychic power is considered a "junk citizen." Thanks to her father's protection, she has enjoyed the treatment of a "first-class citizen" since birth.
...Is it important?
Now she had both a status that no one dared to mess with and endless money. Everything else was unimportant.
Besides, even Xihai is trying to eliminate the level barriers. As a son, why should Xipo label others based on their mental power level?
"Brother, why do I feel like my elder sister has become a completely different person? She used to..."
Xi Yao's vague voice was drowned out by the roar of the engine. It seemed that she had boarded a private starship and was heading to the Mecha Academy.
Xiyue also wanted to know what she was like in the past, but since she couldn't hear it, she didn't care.
Without Xiyue's further instructions, the servants brought in two rich breakfasts. Xiang Jia had already eaten, and they were all Xiyue's. But seeing the mountain of food piled on the plate, Xiang Jia couldn't help but advise: "Miss, this will upset your stomach."
Xiyue polished the jade knife and fork, looked back and smiled: "I can eat it."
Of course, she ate so much not because she could eat more, but because the feeling of being full gave her a sense of security. The psychological trauma of not having enough to eat as a child was something she couldn't shake even after earning money by ghostwriting homework and helping people cheat.
Maybe she will be able to get over it in the future, once she has adapted to the life of a rich lady.
The interstellar world is not only technologically advanced, but as one of the large star cities, Star City No. 33 also has a beautiful living environment.
The Commander's Mansion where Xiyue is located is located in the center of the star zone. As soon as you go out, you can see buildings gradually rising from near to far, and the view is extremely wide.
All the buildings are pure white, which contrasts with the greenery of plants that can be seen through each floor. Rather than being skyscrapers, they are more like holy palaces of different heights.
Starships of all sizes are sailing across the sky. The big ones are like giant whales swimming, and the small ones are like dragonflies dancing. It is a beautiful sight.
The climate is also very pleasant, with a clear blue sky, golden sunlight, and comfortable temperature and humidity.
Xiyue relaxed her bloated stomach and stretched. Looking up, she noticed that all the starships passing over the Commander's Mansion were taking detours as a sign of respect for the supreme ruler of the star region.
She smiled faintly and boarded the private starship. Xiang Jia sat in the driver's seat, controlling the starship to float in the air and fly to the nearby shopping mall.
Xiang Jia glanced at Xi Yue in the back row and hesitated before speaking: "Miss, the young master and the second young lady are still young..."
"So you're not sensible?" Xi Yue interjected, smiling nonchalantly, "It's okay, I don't take it to heart."
Her expression didn't seem fake, and she seemed to be in a good mood, so Xiang Jia didn't continue the topic.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the mall had just opened and there were very few people. Only the shop assistants in each store were busy opening their shops.
Xiyue saw the shop selling mechas at a glance. A huge light screen was projected on the wall, demonstrating a variety of gorgeously shaped mechas, which was extremely impressive.
Xiang Jia came over after docking the starship and asked, "Miss... do you want to see the mecha?"
E-level mental power couldn't control mechas, so coming here to browse the mecha shop was purely asking for trouble. In the two years she had been Xiyue's bodyguard, she had never seen her interested in mechas.
Xiyue heard the hesitation in her tone and said with a smile: "Buying a mecha depends on money rather than mental strength, right?"
Xiang Jia was speechless.
Perhaps Xiyue rarely appeared in public before, so the clerk didn't recognize her. However, looking at the bodyguard behind her, he was obviously the child of a senior military officer, and he enthusiastically introduced the mecha to Xiyue.
More than half an hour passed, and the clerk's mouth was dry. He carefully looked at the customer's expression and said, "Miss, which one do you like? You can try it."
His eyes clearly said: You're not going to walk around for a long time and buy anything, are you?
Xiyue really planned not to buy anything, after all, it was useless. But when she turned around, she found Xiang Jia staring at a mecha box. Xiyue was too familiar with her eyes. When she put it on a loan shark, it was greed, and when she put it on an ordinary person, it was desire.
She herself often showed this kind of look. After realizing it, she practiced privately for many years before learning to hide and restrain it.
The change in identity and perspective made her suddenly realize that she didn't need to hide anymore. With the Xi family's current status and position, she could easily get whatever she wanted.
So Xiyue said arrogantly: "I want that one."
The clerk immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, miss, that's our new model, and it costs 10 million star coins."
These words brought Xiang Jia back to his senses. He suddenly realized what had happened and became distracted again.
The lady wants to buy her favorite mecha?
Xiyue raised her eyebrows and said, "For you."
"...Miss, my mecha box is well maintained and does not need to be updated." Xiang Jia refused awkwardly and hastily.
Xiyue tapped the steel shoulder straps of her mecha suitcase, the paint on them mottled, and said, "Better equipment will protect me better, won't it?"
An offer that's hard to refuse.
Xiyue was in a good mood, having been able to splurge for the first time in her life. The mecha box required real-name registration, and while waiting for Xiang Jia and the clerk to go through the paperwork, she once again noticed the remote control in her bag.
Lipstick?
She stroked the smooth surface of the remote control. For some reason, it gave her a sense of foreboding, as if something dangerous was lurking in the dark, ready to strike as the countdown ticked away.
The ominous feeling was soon fulfilled.
Outside the mecha shop, a military starship quickly descended. The proximity was so great that the view through the glass felt overwhelming. Soldiers in garrison uniforms filed out, each carrying a mecha case on their back, which reflected a cold light in the sunlight.
Xiyue frowned, and saw that they were heading straight for the mecha shop. The glass door was pushed open with force, and the mecha soldiers rushed in aggressively.
At the front, a mecha officer who looked like an officer glanced at his computer and pointed at Xiyue: "It's her, take her away!"
Immediately, two burly soldiers strode forward and grabbed Xiyue's arms. Their movements were rough and strong, causing Xiyue to frown in pain.
“Ding ding ding…”
Xiyue heard a slight but rapid electronic sound and subconsciously glanced at the remote control in her hand. There was nothing unusual. Then, she caught a glimpse of the computer on her left wrist and noticed a red exclamation point on the physical screen.
"Danger detected, should we activate defense?"
I almost forgot, her optical computer is not a regular model. It is loaded with tracking bullets that are said to have been forged by the spirit. The specially modified optical computer is the love of the war god father for his daughter.
At the same time, Xiang Jia noticed the movement here and rushed over immediately.
"What are you doing? Let go of the lady! This is Sector 33. How dare you, the 32nd Legion, come here and arrest people randomly?"
The officer tilted his head. A mecha soldier beside him immediately raised his hand and aimed it at Xiang Jia. A stream of black metal, like water, gushed out from the mecha box behind him, flowing over his shoulder. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped around his arm, transforming it into a mechanical arm. A gun barrel emerged from the back of his hand.
There was no explanation, no warning, just shooting.
Bang!
The two explosions overlapped, making everyone freeze in place, staring at the soldier with dull eyes.
Most of his head was blown off, and his chin hung precariously by his throat. Blood spurted from his shattered throat, splashing half of the officer's body.
Xiyue was also a little confused. How could the tracking bullet be so powerful?
She glanced at the blood-stained computer. The red exclamation mark disappeared and was replaced by another sentence: "The danger has been lifted. Please load the micro-tracking bullet in time."
This tracking bullet can lock onto the source of danger, and the most dangerous person at the scene is obviously the mecha soldier holding the gun.
Xi Yue's eyes changed several times, but soon calmed down and looked at the headless corpse that fell down.
Serves you right.
Behind him, Xiang Jia stood up, clutching her shoulder, and in shock, she digested the sudden change. If the young lady hadn't used a tracking bullet to disrupt the officer's aim, causing him to lose his aim, she would have been dead by now.
"Miss..." Xiang Jia came closer, her tone swift and firm, "Miss was acting in self-defense. Let her go quickly. Miss is Commander Xi's daughter!"
But she was stopped a few steps away again.
The officer looked at his men lying on the ground, tilted his head again, and ordered the others: "Report, drag them away."
It was like an unrelated person had died, extremely cold.
He walked up to Xiang Jia and said, "Xi Hai died in battle. The position of commander of the 33rd Legion is vacant. This is a temporary jurisdiction order issued by the central government. From now on, General Shi, commander of the 32nd Legion, will officially take over all star regions under Xi Hai's jurisdiction."
Perhaps Xiyue's decisive counterattack was too fierce, and he couldn't do anything to her at the moment, so he spoke with a little more patience.
But the information he revealed was like a bolt from the blue to Xiyue.
Xihai, her father, the god of war, died without even meeting him?
Xiang Jia was equally incredulous. After carefully examining the temporary jurisdiction order presented by the other party, he spoke incoherently: "Then... then there's no need to arrest the young lady... Even if the commander dies in battle, her level... she still has the right to freedom!"
"This is General Shi's order," the officer said coldly. "Xihai is burdened with a debt of 4 trillion. According to the code, all of it will be inherited by his children. General Shi is one of the creditors."
The second bolt from the blue occurred, but this time it was silent, like a flash of white light that flashed in Xiyue's mind.
She closed her eyes, a wry smile forming on her lips. Surprisingly, she didn't feel any unexpected emotions.
Well, debts, debts, and more debts. After all this hard work, the sweetness only lasts for a short while?
But then again, isn’t this number a bit exaggerated, four trillion???
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