Chapter 1041
I need security, you know?
The security guard's hands were still trembling slightly as he looked at the mountain of weapons piled on the table. He was about to persuade Cui Ming to hand them over for safekeeping again when Cui Ming pointed to the parts used to assemble a rocket launcher and said in a calm but unquestionable tone, "If you keep these things, what if they get stolen? If we encounter real danger, I can't fight aliens empty-handed, can I?"
Upon hearing this, the security inspector was completely dumbfounded. He wanted to confidently assure them that "absolutely nothing will be lost," but any one of these weapons could cause chaos if taken out, and if they were lost while he was in charge, he couldn't afford to pay for ten of them. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal for a long time. He could only stand there with a bitter face, his eyes full of pleading. But his colleagues around him either turned their heads away pretending to look at the scenery or were fiddling with the detectors. No one dared to take on this hot potato.
The surrounding tourists quieted down, no one daring to say anything like "it's unsafe to carry weapons"—after all, everyone knew that the man in front of them was Cui Ming, codenamed "Storm One," who had been fighting aliens on the front lines for years. If something happened to him because he wasn't carrying a weapon, those who had just been gossiping might face consequences. A few people who had initially wanted to take pictures and complain quietly put their phones away, and some even came over to smooth things over: "Oh, Mr. Cui Ming carries weapons for safety. After all, his identity is special, it's always good to be prepared." "Exactly! With him around, we feel much safer playing in the amusement park!"
Standing beside Choi Myung, Miyuki watched the security officer's flustered expression and listened to the sudden change in tone around them. Her lips twitched involuntarily; she almost couldn't hold back her laughter—she had realized that Choi Myung's "skill" wasn't limited to the battlefield; even his irresistible aura was different from others. Despite carrying an illegal weapon, he managed to make everyone feel it was "perfectly appropriate"—only Choi Myung could do that.
Choi Myung seemed oblivious to the reactions of those around him, simply looking at the security guard and speaking calmly: "I know the amusement park has rules, but special circumstances call for special measures. I will keep these weapons safe and secure, and won't use them to disturb others. In case of real danger, they might even be able to protect everyone. What do you think?"
The security guard gritted his teeth and finally gave in—he simply couldn't argue, nor dared to. He nodded to Cui Ming, his voice tinged with resignation: "Then... please keep it safe and make sure no other tourists see it. Contact us immediately if anything happens."
"Don't worry." After saying that, Cui Ming began to deftly stuff weapons onto his person—the rocket launcher parts were disassembled into small pieces and placed in the compartments of his specially made backpack; the sniper rifle was disassembled into its barrel and stock, which were hidden inside his jacket; even the mini Gatling gun was folded up and stuffed into a concealed pocket in his belt. In just a few minutes, he had cleared away all the weapons on the table, and from the outside, it was impossible to tell that he had so many "weapons" hidden on him.
The people around were stunned, and even Meixue couldn't help but widen her eyes - she only knew that Cui Ming was strong in combat, but she didn't expect that he was also so good at hiding things.
Choi Myung straightened his clothes, nodded to the security guard, then took Miyuki's hand and walked towards the amusement park. As they walked, Miyuki couldn't help but whisper, "Mr. Choi Myung, where did you hide all those weapons? I couldn't see them."
Cui Ming smiled and winked mysteriously: "It's a secret, a little trick on the battlefield, perfect for hiding weapons."
Miyuki looked at his profile and couldn't help but laugh—Cui Ming really was something else; no matter what, he could always bring surprises (or rather, shocks). But this made him seem exceptionally reliable.
The carousel music still lingered in her ears. Miyuki had just stepped off the horse, clutching the strawberry cotton candy Choi Myung had bought her, her smile still fresh. Choi Myung stood beside her, watching her take small bites of the cotton candy, a gentle light softening in his eyes—it was a rare moment like this, free from thoughts of the Radam creatures and the threat of aliens, where all he needed to do was enjoy simple happiness with the person beside him. Not far away, near a beverage shop, Shinjo and Mayumi stood side-by-side, each holding an iced coffee. Mayumi nudged Shinjo's arm, her tone teasing, "You were saying you needed to catch up on sleep yesterday, how come you're out here today? Were you worried I'd be bored at the amusement park alone?"
Xincheng rolled his eyes and complained, "Stop flattering yourself. I'm just worried you'll get lost and I'll have to go find you—you got lost in the department store last time, let alone such a big amusement park."
"How dare you say that!" Mayumi made a move to slap him, but just as she raised her hand, her gaze suddenly stopped, and she raised her chin towards the carousel. "Hey, isn't that Instructor Cui Ming you mentioned before? And that girl next to him, isn't her name Aiba Miyuki?"
Shinjoong looked in the direction she pointed, and the moment his gaze fell on Choi Myung, he froze instantly, nearly dropping his iced coffee. A distinct gasp escaped his lips: "Hiss!!!"
In that instant, he felt as if his heart had been struck by a heavy hammer, and even his breath caught in his throat—how could it be such a coincidence? He had to run into his instructor on his rare day of relaxation! Just yesterday, Cui had "instructed" him not to go near the warship because of the plane crash. Now, if he were seen wandering around the amusement park, what would he say if he was asked, "How's your flying skill training going?"
"Are you serious?" Mayumi looked at his face, which had turned pale instantly, and couldn't help but laugh. "It's just that you ran into the instructor. Why are you acting like you've seen a monster?"
"You don't understand!" Shinjo lowered his voice, pulling Mayumi behind a pillar in the beverage shop to hide, only daring to peek out with one eye to observe. "Instructor Choi looks gentle, but he's actually very strict! Last time Daigo and I crashed, although he didn't scold us, the look in his eyes made me feel worse than if he had scolded me!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Cui Ming seem to have sensed something, his gaze sweeping towards the beverage shop. Xin Cheng's heart leaped into his throat, and he instinctively tried to hide himself completely, but his movement was too hasty, and he almost bumped into the shelf behind him.
"Stop hiding, we can see you." Mayumi grabbed him helplessly and pushed him out—she didn't want to hide behind the pillar like a thief with her brother. (End of Chapter)