The Free Federation is currently arrogant, and naturally, the Eighth Fleet would achieve the best effect.
No need to fight, just spreading the news to Laniakea would deter all the restless forces.
Fu Xing could also take this opportunity to temporarily escape the increasingly intense royal infighting on Capital Star.
Quelling disturbances and obtaining military achievements.
Killing three birds with one stone.
Many high-level generals secretly cursed Fu Xing as a sly fox—they knew he was the youngest, but his actions were excessively shrewd, nothing like a young man.
He was so incredibly composed.
Thinking of his own worthless kids, he wished he could create a new account to replicate Fu Xing as a role model and retrain them.
"By the way, since Major General Fu Xing and the Eighth Fleet are heading to Laniakea, why not take the opportunity to escort the freshmen from the three major military academies to the B2 transfer station? What do you think?"
Fu Xing agreed straightforwardly, earning the approval of the seniors.
Yet the Minister of Military Affairs couldn’t help but be amazed.
He thought Fu Xing would refuse without hesitation, as no commander of the Cosmic Fleet would be willing to take on the task of escorting freshmen—it was a tremendous waste of resources.
The news would shock countless people.
But Fu Xing agreed unexpectedly, leaving the Minister of Military Affairs no room to manipulate the situation.
"It’s always reassuring to have Fu Xing handle matters. I wouldn’t trust anyone else with the future stars of the Empire."
"Ha ha ha... those kids would be so jealous if they knew that as freshmen, they had the chance to join the Eighth Fleet."
"Indeed, the freshmen this year are very lucky."
After all, many Military Academy Students never had the chance to board a formal Cosmic Fleet until they retired.
Let alone the renowned Eighth Fleet.
Only Joshua looked thoughtful, surprised by his friend’s consent and intuitively feeling there must be a reason, though he couldn’t figure it out for the moment.
The door to the detention room opened, and Lance, dressed in his smart and handsome Military Academy uniform, stood expressionless at the entrance, his ice-blue eyes intently staring at Lin Fu inside.
"Oh? The door’s open."
Lin Fu was leaning against the wall, boredly doing a handstand and earnestly recalling the sense of practicing martial arts, hoping to rediscover it.
The sudden light made her involuntarily shut her eyes.
After a good while, she opened them and from her inverted perspective, saw Lance’s face that always looked like someone owed him money.
Lin Fu felt extreme animosity at the sight of her nemesis.
With a "gulp," she did a backflip and jumped up.
She brushed off the nonexistent dust from her hands and looked at Lance irritably, "What do you want to do now? You made me so embarrassed last time, isn’t that enough?"
Thinking about it, she couldn’t control her urge to kill this bastard.
Lance pursed his lips, seeming to want to say something.
But after hesitating for a while, he didn’t speak and instead said coldly, "You can go now."
"Ah? Am I hearing things?"
Her behavior this time was even more excessive than the last, and she had prepared herself to be put in solitary confinement for a month.
And yet, she could leave just less than an hour after getting here?
Is the Guard Team so easygoing?
When she just came in, Major Moertz from the Security Department was furious, looking like he wanted to teach her a lesson!
Lance’s mouth twitched imperceptibly, using a great effort, he finally said, "The school, considering your righteous actions, has decided on special handling. Alright, you can go now, don’t linger here and be an eyesore."
"Righteous actions?" Lin Fu thought she had heard wrong.