Tempest of the Battlefield Chapter 446: Weekly Report

Chapter 446: Weekly Report

Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Hitesh_

Zhang Jin proceeded to put more good words for Patroclus into w.a.n.g Tong's ears. She liked both of the boys, and didn't want to see them become enemies. Although the compet.i.tion was inevitable between the two, she wished it was a healthy one, like that between Li Feng and Rilangalos.

"I will investigate into this and give you an answer."

"Hehe, doesn't matter. I doubt they would do it again anyway." w.a.n.g Tong cracked a nonchalant smile.

Ever since the incident, Zhang Buyu and his fellow Templars guarded w.a.n.g Tong round the clock. Their primary duty on this s.h.i.+p was to make sure w.a.n.g Tong's safety; it was a direct order from the grand master.

Zhang Jin knew that w.a.n.g Tong was still weak, and therefore, didn't stay for too long.

The Ark soon lifted its anchor off the Martian sh.o.r.e and set off deeper into s.p.a.ce. The promise of an exciting voyage gripped everyone's attention. As a result, a few weeks after the incident, no one talked about it any longer, as if it had never happened.

Samantha had suggested w.a.n.g Tong to work in her office. Although it was not in a combat unit, he finally could be away from the squalid maintenance room. However, w.a.n.g Tong had refused the generous offer.

The reason for w.a.n.g Tong's refusal was two folds: first, he didn't want to distract Samantha, and second, he wanted to lure the culprit out of hiding. Having the first mate around him would make it impossible for the culprit to act again.

"w.a.n.g Tong, why don't you take a rest? " Tee said like an older sister.

"I'm fine."

"You know, we were told to look after you from the higher-ups. I mean...really high up."

"Tzs...I'm not a china doll. I have finished reading all the manuals. Am I going to join the team this afternoon?"

"Sure. We'd prefer you to just read manual since you are pretty useless anyway." Tee said with a broad smile on her face.

w.a.n.g Tong nodded. He knew it was impossible for him to blend in, since he carried too much dead weight with him, such as his many t.i.tles.

While w.a.n.g Tong continued his slow recovery, Li s.h.i.+ming and Patroclus had started to make a name for themselves. Maybe Kaost had tried to pick on them; he had been giving them more and more difficult missions. However, they completed each of those missions with greater success than the last. As a result, they had very quickly gained the respect of their supervisors.

Although Lie Jian had completed difficult challenges with equal success, his typical Martian att.i.tude had hindered his rise in status.

Ever since the Ark left the last civilized world, Mars, the captain's room had quieted down significantly, as there were no more phone calls nor press releases. The real objective of the expedition remained unknown to most people.

"Captain, this is the report for this week." Hill set the report on the table. Hill had been Kaost's personal a.s.sistant for decades, and was the old captain's most trusted adviser.

"What is your take on these little brats?"

"Patroclus is perfect in technical terms, but lacks pa.s.sion. Li s.h.i.+ming is a cunning fellow, typical great house heir. Lie Jian is...well... He is a martian through and through, so you know what to expect. Ma Xiaoru doesn't seem to be interested in anything except her boyfriend. She is unlikely to be a problem in the future. I still can't get a number on Li Ruoer and Zhang Jin." Hill said.

"What about w.a.n.g Tong?"

"Problematic...to say the least."

"Go on. I'm listening." Kaost said as he puffed a cloud of smoke.

"He lacks the most crucial character of a strong leader, being able to blend in. So far, he still does his own things by himself and keeps a distance from the other co-workers."

Although w.a.n.g Tong was one of the well-known characters on the s.h.i.+p, he had much less support than the great house's princes and princesses.

w.a.n.g Tong had gained the t.i.tle of young master solely because of his connection with the grand master of the Templars. If a new grand master was elected, his claim could be revoked at any time. As for his a.s.sociation with House Ma, it was as fragile and fickle as teenage lover's infatuations.

"Good, very good!" Kaost nodded at Hill. "I feel like you want to say something?"

"Captain, I think it's time to call back agent Tee. She would be more useful in the combat unit."

"Haha. I know you miss her a lot." Kaost jested.

Hill blushed and rose up to the comment. "That is not why…"

"I know you like her. But, I need her to keep an eye out for me. Don't worry; she will be back soon. Make sure she knows how you feel about her, OK? She is not going to fall in love with you if you don't make a move first!"

"Yes... Yes, Captain!" Hill blurted, still blus.h.i.+ng.

Kaost heaved a sigh and waved at Hill to dismiss him. He was a good soldier and an even better strategist. However, he knew nothing about women.

Kaost turned his leather chair around to face the window. Captain of the Noah's Ark? Bah! What a hot mess it was!

…

"Who did this?" Tee shouted out.

w.a.n.g Tong stepped into the storage room where he heard the commotion, and he found out that two s.p.a.ce METAL were damaged beyond repair. He cast a look at Tee's face and thought that fire was going to spit out from both of those holes.

"Tee, umm...It's us... We had been sparing and got a little bit too carried away."

"You two again? How many times have I told you? How many!"

The smile on the two s.p.a.ce fighter's faces evaporated as they lowered their head to avoid eye contact with Tee.

"Wow... They just going to stand there? I thought those two were top s.p.a.ce fighters." w.a.n.g Tong mumbled a question to one of his co-workers.

"You have no idea...You need to be careful around her." The co-worker was a small engineer with eyegla.s.ses.

"Thanks for the heads up."

"No problem. My name is Zuoyan by the way."