462. Design Completed

Badbad’s design skills were still impressive; in just three days, he had completed the spaceship design according to Ye Feng's specifications.

Agam’s excited voice rang out at an inappropriate moment. “Ye Feng, come take a look at my masterpiece.”

“What have you been tinkering with this time?” Ye Feng asked irritably, still savoring the passion he had just shared with Amy.

“Have you forgotten what you asked me to design?” Badbad replied, equally annoyed.

“A spaceship? You actually designed it?” Ye Feng asked, thrilled.

“Yeah, hurry up and come in,” Badbad urged.

Without answering, Ye Feng directly entered a deep dream state.

Staring at the massive structure before him, Ye Feng was astonished—it was much larger than he had imagined, and it looked incredibly solid.

“Why is it so bulky?” Ye Feng asked.

“Obviously, there are two layers of protective armor outside, each as thick as the spaceship’s core hull. Put them together, of course it’s bulky!” Badbad responded matter-of-factly.

“How’s its defense capability?” Ye Feng inquired.

“It definitely meets your requirements. According to my calculations, it can break through the Chilon’s blockade and reach outer space. However...” Badbad dragged out the last word.

“However what?” Ye Feng pressed.

“According to my estimates, the energy consumption of this spaceship is enormous. Given our current energy reserves, even if we escape Earth, we probably won’t get very far into space,” Badbad explained.

“How far can it go?” Ye Feng asked.

“That’s unknown; it depends on how much energy is needed to break free from Earth’s gravity,” Badbad clarified.

“Anyway, we have to try. How long will it take to build this spaceship?” Ye Feng continued.

“There’s plenty of metal underground after these ten years, and our reserves are ample. If we work overtime, the spaceship can be completed in just one month,” Badbad said with a smile.

“One month? That’s fast. Can you guarantee the quality? Don’t let rushing the job compromise it. If something goes wrong in space, we’re doomed,” Ye Feng expressed his concern.

“Don’t worry about that. With me around, the quality is guaranteed. Most mechanical manufacturing underground is done by intelligent robots under my control. Without robot manufacturing, it would be impossible to finish such a massive project in a month,” Badbad explained.

“That’s good. Can you still monitor the Chilon’s situation?” Ye Feng asked. Now that the spaceship issue was resolved, it was just a matter of time.

“I’m out of options. The last strategic satellite was shot down by the Chilon patrolling space. I can no longer monitor the surface. But from what I scanned, it seems restless down there. The Chilon aren’t as united as they seem,” Badbad said.

“Then start building the spaceship quickly. Hopefully, Chihuo and the others will keep causing trouble for a while longer,” Ye Feng said.

...

Angus had returned to his old ways. Due to Chiyan’s influence, Chihuo began to rely heavily on Angus again. This time, Angus resumed spreading rumors as before.

He knew that controlling hearts meant controlling the situation. So he started exploiting the mysterious death of Elder Bing. After all, Elder Bing’s death was too suspicious—how could it be a coincidence that he died right after Ye Feng appeared?

After living together for so long, the ordinary Chilon had gotten along reasonably well with Angus’s men. Angus used this to spread rumors that Elder Bing’s death had been a scheme hatched by Chiyan and several other elders, blaming Chiyan for rebellion.

At first, the rumors had little effect, but under Angus’s quiet manipulation, they spread rapidly. Chiyan’s previously favorable position collapsed overnight.

The Chilon were a race that valued unity; otherwise, they wouldn’t have survived despite their notorious reputation. So Chiyan and his faction never dared to act openly. Now, all the lower-ranking Chilon knew what Chiyan had done, whether true or not, and they believed the rumors. The situation became chaotic, buying Ye Feng some precious time to build the spaceship.

Chihuo was completely inept at conspiracies and intrigue, so he had no choice but to ask Angus, “What should we do next?”

“The situation is very favorable to us now. Chiyan’s reputation in your clan is already tarnished. Why not stage a fake assassination attempt?” Angus suggested.

“A fake assassination? For what purpose?” Chihuo asked, puzzled.

“Yes, just add fuel to the fire. Chiyan won’t have any chance to turn things around,” Angus said with a smile.

“How exactly do we do that?” Chihuo asked impatiently.

“Just have someone attempt to assassinate you publicly, fail, and get caught by you. Then, in front of everyone, claim that Chiyan sent the assassin out of spite. You pardon the would-be assassin magnanimously, showing how generous you are. Chiyan will definitely come out to clear his name, but that will only make things worse for him. Then you can ‘advise’ him to be patient. If he’s sensible and knows when to hold back, you let him go. If he’s stubborn and tries to fight back, you’ll have a justified reason to deal with him openly,” Angus said with a sinister chuckle.

“Good!” Chihuo laughed, then sneered, “I didn’t expect you to be so skilled at scheming despite not being very strong. No wonder your Earthlings are so slow to develop!”

“Heh... heh,” Angus laughed awkwardly, secretly resenting the remark.

“Alright, let’s do it your way. Let’s see how arrogant that Chiyan can still be!” Chihuo grinned and dismissed him.

“Yes, sir,” Angus said, standing up and leaving.

...

Ye Feng did not hide the spaceship plans from Amy; he told her everything directly.

“Ye Feng, where are we going?” Amy asked, lying in his arms.

“I don’t know either. Honestly, I’m not sure if we can even escape Earth. Let’s take it as it comes,” Ye Feng sighed.

“As long as you’re with me, anywhere is fine. Even if it’s death, I’d be happy,” Amy said tenderly.

Ye Feng held Amy quietly in bed, silently hoping heaven would grant them a few more months.

Meanwhile, Badbad was already swamped with work. Although there were enough materials underground, finishing the heavily reinforced spaceship in a month was still tight.

Ye Feng had not kept the news from the others—once Badbad started building the spaceship, everyone had been notified. At first, they thought Ye Feng was crazy, but then they realized this might be the last chance for the Chinese.

[End of chapter]