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Chapter 34 - The More Talented, The Harder They Work

Unexpectedly, Ryan's original plan was suddenly disrupted. As he prepared to return to the base with Maughan to use the Lacertoclawus' pancreas to further enhance his physical fitness, he received an order for the squad to immediately join the leader and board the TerraNova3 for a temporary escort mission.

"What's happening?" Ryan asked, puzzled.

Maughan, who had already been notified by Carlos and understood the ins and outs of the situation, explained to Ryan, who then suddenly realized. Carlos did this to protect them. Torres, using his connections at headquarters, stayed at the base and took control of the overall situation. To be on the safe side, Carlos decided to take his confidants with him to avoid them being suppressed by Torres during this period.

On this resource planet, although life seems peaceful, the competition behind the scenes is extremely fierce. If Torres gains power, a single order could put them in danger, and they can hardly resist.

Ryan felt helpless. Between cultivation and survival, he was very clear that survival was more important.

Soon, the eight team members successfully met inside the TerraNova3, and everyone was in high spirits. Leaving the base to perform a mission was an exciting event for them.

Carlos announced to everyone: "The round trip of this voyage is expected to take four and a half days."

"During this period, our task is to be on standby in the combat department of the life transport ship. In case of any unexpected situations, we must be ready to take off at any time to perform reconnaissance, patrol, enemy detection, and combat missions."

"Of course, during the mission, you will receive additional subsidies. Under normal circumstances, the subsidy is one thousand per day; if there is combat, the subsidy increases to five thousand per day. In addition, there will be additional rewards for any kills, and the spoils of war will be calculated separately." Carlos specifically looked at Maughan and Ryan during the briefing and said, "The twelve Lacertoclawus killed by Maughan and Ryan have been recorded in your mission logs. The company has already given you a reward of $100,000, in addition to our daily reward of about sixty thousand dollars per person."

Hearing this news, Maughan and Ryan smiled at each other, and others also expressed their congratulations to them by thumbs up, envy was evident on their faces. After all, a generous bonus always makes people happy.

At this moment, the life transport ship vibrated slightly, and a neutral electronic voice came from the broadcasting system: "All members pay attention, the ship is about to sail at full speed, please enter your positions and stand by immediately!" This notice was broadcast three times.

Including Carlos, everyone quickly entered their own Bluebird. Carlos was driving the No. 1 Bluebird. The eight Bluebirds from the base were neatly parked at the combat hatch, and the other six Bluebirds on the ship were parked at the other end, keeping a distance from the base's Bluebirds, looking a bit alienated.

Ryan understood in his heart that these pilots on the ship were sent down by the company's headquarters to accumulate experience and qualifications. Although they had certain abilities, they always carried a sense of superiority and looked down on those who were sent to remote resource planets.

After everyone entered the Bluebird, they tacitly established a group chat. Carlos pulled everyone into the group chat, and the main screen displayed eight faces, seven men and one woman.

Kazemi joked in the group chat: "We are going to start a closed life of four and a half days again. Fortunately, this time we have the beauty Jane in our team. When we are bored, we can enjoy her beauty, which is much better than looking at you single men all day long."

"That's right," someone agreed.

"Jane, do you play cards?" someone teased.

"Get lost," Jane replied.

"Jane was recommended by Ryan, you guys should be aware, do you still want to eat barbecue in the future?" Maughan joked while protecting Jane and dispelling the less serious jokes.

Jane, during her time as a miner, was already used to the big jokes occasionally made by the male miners around her. She always selectively ignored them and focused on her work.

Maughan looked around and found that Ryan was missing after chatting with everyone for a while, and his cockpit was empty.

"Where did Ryan go?" "Did he go to the bathroom?"

This aroused everyone's curiosity.

Although Ryan is new, he quickly became an indispensable team member with excellent drinking capacity, cooking skills, and outstanding combat ability.

As the team leader, Carlos used his authority to take over Ryan's Bluebird and looked for Ryan's trace through the internal camera. After the camera turned a few times, they found Ryan.

Ryan was bare-chested, doing push-ups in the cockpit. His back muscles formed a solid triangle, with clear lines, rising and falling with his breath, the movements were standard, and the rhythm was stable.

"Wow!" "Ryan, you are such a strange person, working so hard in the cockpit." "You are a training maniac!" Gabriel and David exclaimed in surprise.

Kazemi, holding a flat flask in his hand, trembled with his hand, and his nose almost touched the screen: "Ryan! You work so hard, how can we people with average talent live!"

Everyone fell silent.

Ryan's talent is obvious to all, and his efforts are even more admirable.

Maughan and Carlos were more concerned about Ryan's health, reminding him to maintain his strength to avoid over-fatigue, as it is crucial for future escort missions - once an emergency occurs, the body needs to be able to fight in high-intensity space combat for a long time.

The pressure of space combat is huge, and the requirements for the body are extremely high.

"I understand," Ryan responded briefly.

Ryan responded briefly, and his one-handed push-up movements did not stop at all.

Jane quietly observed the back of Ryan's exercise, her gaze fell on his almost perfect back muscles, her cheeks could not help but blush, and even her vagina was a little moist. To cover up her embarrassment, she picked up a book as a cover.

She secretly admired: What a strong body, if he gave me...

After two hundred one-handed push-ups, Ryan took a ceiling-mounted pull-up bar and fixed it in the aisle of the cockpit. He jumped up lightly, with slightly bent legs, and began to do pull-ups.

Carlos monitored the Ryan's actions through the cameras. This move of Ryan, though unexpected, made sense. After all, Ryan had just consumed the Lacertoclaweus pancreas and didn't want to waste its power.

However, on the transport ship, he couldn't perform extreme military training and had to proceed gradually. When his bio-energy dropped to 80%, he had to stop and rest.

Carlos wasn't idle either. In the group chat, he detailed various mission precautions. He reminded everyone that while the fully loaded transport ship wasn't heavily armed, it wasn't an easy target for beasts or Zerbeasts. The real threat was the heavily armed space pirates, who excelled at using counter-surveillance techniques to ambush weaker transport ships.

Space pirates were the biggest threat to transport ships. These pirates not only had advanced computing chips but also potential insiders, allowing them to traverse different star regions, seeking and ambushing ships carrying valuable cargo.

They were like hyenas lurking in the depths of space, quickly gathering at the scent of blood. Smaller companies had to be especially cautious during transport to avoid becoming prey, losing everything, and even risking their lives.

As a subsidiary of TerraCore Group, TerraNova had a significant security force. TerraNova 3 had been specially modified with relatively powerful weapon systems, making it a tough target. But even so, some confident space pirates were lurking nearby, eyeing the valuable resources and waiting for an opportunity.

Just then, the ship suddenly shook slightly, and the sound of the engines stopping echoed through the vessel. Immediately, the piercing red battle alarm blared throughout the combat cabin, signaling imminent danger.