Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2559: What Kind of Evil, Sadistic Taste?

Chapter 2559: What Kind of Evil, s.a.d.i.s.tic Taste?

Someone was crying like a fool in front of him, but he was smiling at this sight? What kind of evil, s.a.d.i.s.tic taste did he have?

Ning Shu expressed her disdain.

She also felt that Alviss doted on Vivian quite a lot. Alviss was a naturally cold person, but he gave Vivian special treatment and patiently told her stories.

These two definitely had something going on.

Alviss had never told her, his own sister, a story.

Unsolicited kindness often hid malicious intentions.

She didn’t know if these two people had successfully gotten together in their previous lives.

Ning Shu couldn’t resist asking Alviss about it. She said, “Were you and Vivian together in your last life?”

“We left Sehlde together when I went to study with my master. However, Vivian had poor health and died very soon after,” Alviss said.

People on Planet Sehlde generally didn’t live a long life. That was why Alviss had been extra tolerant and kind towards Vivian in this life.

So that was what had happened.

The s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p pa.s.sed by one planet after another. On each planet, some people would get off of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p.

Ning Shu didn’t know how those people would survive on these planets.

However, that wasn’t something that she was concerned about. Even if they had to pick up trash again on those planets, the trash would be fresher than the ones they used to pick up in Sehlde.

It was the truth that these people didn’t have the skills to make a living on other planets. They had looked forward to leaving Sehlde, but now that they’ve truly left, they must feel very hesitant to actually start their new lives.

Even Ning Shu felt that way, too. She didn’t know what she needed to do next. What should she do to survive after this?

When technology had advanced to the extreme, unskilled labor was simply not needed anymore.

There were plenty of androids and various tools to take care of certain jobs that needed unskilled labor. As such, there weren’t any demands for those jobs anymore.

Alas! Ning Shu didn’t see any opportunity to use her skills here.

In comparison, Alviss seemed much calmer than Ning Shu, probably because he already had a plan in mind.

However, Ning Shu had no idea how to make a living, much less get into a mecha pilot academy.

The tuition fee would probably be so exorbitant that she’d kneel right in front of the school.

Alviss saw how anxious Ning Shu felt and told her that he would find a way.

In response to this, Ning Shu could only sigh.

“Warning! There are a large number of s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps ahead. They seem to be aiming to surround us,” the electronic, artificial female voice said without even a twinge of emotion.

Alviss frowned. “We may have encountered interstellar pirates.”

Ning Shu: wot?

Interstellar pirates!? They were surrounding them too!

Alviss sat in his wheelchair and rubbed his temples. “The s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p is very large, so they must think of it as an easy target.”

“We can use this s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p’s weapons to attack them,” Ning Shu said.

“It’ll be very energy-consuming. Although this s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p can produce powerful attacks, it’ll use up a lot of energy to do it. If we do attack, we might not have the energy to reach Planet Omega.”

This was really…

“But how are we going to get through this hurdle in front of us? We can’t get to Planet Omega if we die here, can we?” Ning Shu said.

“How much energy does the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p have?”

“Eighty percent,” Alviss said.

Ning Shu: →_→

“I feel like that’s a lot,” she said.

“One attack may consume 5% of the energy, and we are still far, far away from Planet Omega,” Alviss said, sighing.