"What? You want to take leave?" In the office, the female homeroom teacher of Senior Three, Class 17, stared at Feng Lin standing before her, her expression extremely displeased.
This kid had skipped class for a whole week without reason, and I haven't even called him out on it yet?
Now that he finally shows up, he dares to ask for more leave?
Is there no respect for school rules anymore?
There are only three weeks left until the end of this semester, and suddenly he wants leave—what's that supposed to mean?
...
The female homeroom teacher fixed her eyes on Feng Lin, trying to discern what was going on in his mind.
"Yes, I need to go into seclusion for intense training!" Feng Lin said calmly, his tone light but carrying an unshakable resolve.
Because regardless of whether the female homeroom teacher agreed, he would leave anyway.
The reason he came to ask for leave was simply hoping the homeroom teacher might be accommodating, saving him a lot of trouble.
What kind of tone is that?
The female homeroom teacher felt another pang of irritation inside.
"No—" she began, inwardly annoyed, ready to refuse, but then remembered what the principal had said earlier and swallowed her words.
The principal had previously instructed her that Feng Lin was now a seed candidate the school was fully cultivating. If he had any needs regarding his cultivation, she must do her best to accommodate him.
Now, with Feng Lin asking for leave on the grounds of intense training, it was the most reasonable request possible, leaving her with nothing to say.
The female homeroom teacher could only reluctantly change her tune. "Fine! Since you're taking leave for training, I'll approve it. You've already passed the college entrance exam qualification test, so it doesn't matter whether you come for the final exams. Focus on your training and strive for good results in the college entrance exam!"
"Huh?" Feng Lin was puzzled. He had already prepared himself for rejection and was ready to leave by force, but unexpectedly, the female homeroom teacher changed her mind, and her attitude was surprisingly good—she even said he didn't need to attend the final exams.
Was this still the same stubborn old "Mercy Killer" from before?
Though he didn't know why, since such a good thing had come his way, why bother questioning it?
"Thanks, homeroom teacher!" Feng Lin said politely for once, then walked out of the office. He didn't bother attending the remaining classes and strode straight out.
Watching his retreating figure, the female homeroom teacher seemed to want to say something but ultimately sighed and said nothing.
This kid had always been a bottom-tier student in the class, and she had never really taught him much. Now that he had suddenly risen, it had nothing to do with her, and she could no longer control him!
Besides, now that he had caught the principal's attention, he acted without fear, and she could no longer handle him!
As a homeroom teacher, yet unable to manage her own student.
The female homeroom teacher suddenly felt exhausted.
Leaving the school gate, Feng Lin boarded the city's maglev train, heading straight for the "Nine Continents" spacecraft port in Huaxia City.
The maglev train sped along, covering over a hundred kilometers in just over ten minutes. Getting off, Feng Lin saw a majestic building before him, with more than thirty spacecraft docked, each as large as an aircraft carrier from the ancient Earth era.
The most conspicuous among them was a black-gold spacecraft, its surface coated with aerospace materials, faintly reflecting light. Its wings spread wide, exuding a technological beauty.
This was the luxury passenger spacecraft Feng Lin was taking—the Harley-989. It had wings similar to an airplane, but its main body was as large as a cabin.
Since spacecraft traveled through the vacuum of space, they no longer needed to rely on aerodynamics like airplanes. This design allowed for greater weight and volume to accommodate more passengers.
At the ticket checkpoint, blue light flickered, continuously scanning. Only those presenting a ticket could enter. If someone barged in and triggered the alarm, the robot police on either side were no joke—their red electronic eyes could fire paralyzing electric beams, instantly subduing you.
Feng Lin stepped forward and scanned the virtual ticket on his ID chip with the machine. A mechanical voice immediately sounded.
"Welcome, passenger Feng Lin. The Harley-989 passenger spacecraft is at your service. This is a direct flight from Earth to Mars, taking six hours and five minutes. Free food and drinks are available onboard, along with virtual devices for your use. Have a pleasant journey..."
Feng Lin entered the spacecraft and headed toward the bow. The frontmost cabin, luxurious and grand like a palace, came into view, filled with wealthy or influential passengers.
When they saw Feng Lin appear, they instinctively scrutinized him. Noticing his unremarkable attire, confusion flickered in their eyes.
How could someone like this be in first class?
Feng Lin ignored them and quietly found his seat, settling in.
So-called first-class seats weren't just simple chairs but private compartments with doors that could be freely opened and closed.
Feng Lin closed the door and found virtual devices, a bed, a private bathroom... the conditions were nothing short of luxurious.
He waited quietly for about half an hour.
The spacecraft shuddered, then roared to life. Blue flames shot from its base, the powerful thrust lifting the massive vessel as it steadily accelerated.
"About time!" Feng Lin immediately took out his ID chip and began tapping on it rapidly.
Pages flashed across the chip, revealing a backend management interface with a prompt box popping up.
"Feng Lin, you are applying for the highest authority of this chip. Please enter the unlock password!"
Feng Lin took a deep breath and slowly typed in the password, "wsyzm22726723132..."
He was now unlocking the chip's lock. The spacecraft had already launched, and even if his family reacted now, it was too late—they couldn't stop him now that he was onboard.
Beep, beep, beep!
Only the sound of his fingers pressing on the chip remained. Soon, over six hundred digits were entered.
"Chip lock removed. Congratulations, Feng Lin. You have obtained the highest authority of this chip!"
The monotonous, dry electronic voice now sounded incredibly pleasant to his ears, like heavenly music.
Feng Lin let out a sigh of relief, his entire body relaxing from its tense state. He slumped softly into the chair's backrest, feeling as though an invisible shackle had been broken.
He breathed in deeply, savoring the moment. Though he was in a sealed cabin, he looked utterly content, as if the air had never been fresher.
This was the scent of freedom.
As for when his family would notice he had unlocked the chip and how furious they would be, he couldn't care less.
The spacecraft accelerated rapidly, breaking through the atmosphere in five or six minutes and leaping into the vast, boundless expanse of space.
Through the cabin window, Feng Lin looked back. A beautiful blue planet floated in the dark void, spinning endlessly as it had for billions of years, gradually shrinking in his view until it became a distant, bright star.
Earth, farewell!