Chapter 1425
Daigo's Worries
The reconnaissance ship started up silently and disappeared into the shadow of the asteroid belt.
Further away, aboard the flagship of the Mefilas aliens, the cunning alien held a wine glass, watching the footage of Cui Ming's return on the screen, and remained silent for a long time.
"Sir," the subordinate asked in a low voice, "Should we... still approach Earth as originally planned?"
The Mefilas alien drank the liquid in the glass in one gulp, then slowly put the glass down.
“No,” he said, his voice unusually cautious. “Let’s not provoke that planet for now. Let others test the waters first.”
"Yes……"
“Furthermore,” the Mefilas alien turned and walked toward the depths of the bridge, his back looking somewhat desolate, “raise Cui Ming’s threat level by two more levels. No, level three.”
"Upgraded to..."
"Highest."
The subordinate swallowed hard and hurried off to carry out the order.
The Nackle aliens, the Baltan aliens, and even a neutral force calling itself the "Cosmic Commercial Alliance"—their ships were hidden in the shadows, witnessing the destruction.
Not a single ship dared to show its face.
Not a single ship dared to send any signal.
They were like a pack of wild beasts gathered around a campfire, watching the hunter burn down the forest, then silently retreating back to their caves to lick their claws.
Seeing this scene now...
They felt that it was better not to do anything reckless.
After all, that human named Cui Ming could blow up his own planet without hesitation, let alone these "insignificant aliens".
"Let's go." An aged voice sighed from inside one of the ships. "Earth... let's leave it alone for now."
"The Max drive system..."
"Let them develop." The aged voice carried a hint of helplessness. "The faster they develop, the more firepower they attract. When a stronger civilization comes to deal with them, we can reap the benefits."
"……Yes."
One by one, the ships quietly departed, disappearing into the darkness of the universe like the receding tide.
They come silently and leave silently.
It was as if it had never existed.
But Cui Ming knew they were there.
On the radar of Feitian-1, those hidden signals flickered like fireflies, and then went out.
"Captain, multiple spaceships have been detected withdrawing," Kaina reported calmly. "They are heading in different directions and have no intention of attacking."
"Hmm." Cui Ming leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed. "Let them go."
"Not going after them?" Lindis raised an eyebrow.
"What are we chasing?" Cui Ming's lips curled into a smile. "A bunch of onlookers. Killing them would be a waste of ammunition."
"……Too."
“Moreover,” Cui Ming opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the dark universe, “it’s more useful to send them back to deliver a message than to kill them.”
What message are you sending?
Cui Ming's voice, transmitted through the communicator, spread in all directions, like some kind of invisible declaration:
"Let all cosmic civilizations know that Earth is not a pushover. Want to impose a technological blockade? Want to play the elimination game? First, ask the Ultra-Temperature Difference Ray if it agrees."
His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, the rhythm slow yet powerful.
"From today onward, no one can stop the development of the Earth. If you try to stop one, we'll bomb them. If you try to stop a group, we'll bomb them all."
"That's the rule for Storm One."
In space, those ships that hadn't gone far received this signal. The cosmic beings on the bridge looked at each other, then simultaneously shivered.
"...Accelerate the return trip."
"Yes, sir!"
"Faster!"
"We're already at top speed!"
"Then go even faster!"
Inside Feitian No. 1, Cui Ming listened to the signals on the radar getting farther and farther away until they disappeared completely, and finally closed his eyes.
"Kaina, how much longer until we get home?"
"Forty-two hours, Captain."
"Ah."
He adjusted his posture, covering his face with the scarf like a blanket.
"Wake me up when we arrive." "Yes, sir."
Lindis held the sniper rifle, looked at Cui Ming's sleeping face, and smiled slightly.
"Sleep well, Cui," she whispered. "You've had a tough time this time."
Dadalahos rolled over inside the Giga Melee Device, letting out a satisfied purr.
In the medical room of the Atlantis, Daigo was having a nurse treat the scratches left from his transformation, but his eyes shone with an astonishing light.
"The instructor... is really something." He muttered to himself.
The nurse smiled as she applied the bandage to his wound: "Yes, the whole TPC is talking about it. Storm One single-handedly destroyed a planet."
“It wasn’t just one person,” Daigo shook his head. “It was us together.”
"Yes, yes, you all together," the nurse replied perfunctorily, clearly admiring the planet-destroying demon more.
Daigo smiled and offered no further explanation.
He looked out the porthole; the Earth was still just a faint point of light, but it already made him feel at ease.
There are people waiting there.
There's Captain Megumi, Angela and the others, Spike and Tom Jerry, a barbecue restaurant, a training ground, and everything familiar.
As for Cui Ming, the instructor who always had a dark face, a protein bar in his mouth, and was always ready to shoot someone, he could finally go back and get a good night's sleep.
This time, no one dared to disturb them.
At least until those aliens spread the word, no one dared to.
As for what happens after it spreads?
Daigo thought for a moment, then smiled.
After the news spread, no one dared to do it anymore.
After all, who wants to become the next Oguma?
Who wants to be evaporated into cosmic dust by ultra-high temperature difference light?
It's better not to do anything reckless.
This is the conclusion reached by all the cosmic beings who witnessed that destruction.
And Earth can finally develop its technology in peace, without blockades, threats, or those messy "security systems."
The Max Propulsion System will lead humanity to even greater distances into space.
And Cui Ming will stand guard there, like a drawn sword, like a light that never goes out.
Anyone who dares to come will die.
This is the promise of Storm One.
Simple, direct, and effective.
The universe will remember this name from now on.
Cui Ming.
Storm One.
The man who blew up a planet and still wasn't satisfied.
He was asleep, a satisfied smile on his lips.
In my dream, there might be barbecue, there might be the noise of Norma, and there might be the nagging of Jujian Hui and Lindis.
But there's definitely no Goblin, no Oguma, and no of those annoying technological blockades.
Because those things had been completely destroyed by his own hands.
Goodnight, Cui Ming.
Goodnight, Earth.
Tomorrow will be another new day.
For Choi Myung, everything was as usual.
Anyway, just blow it up when it needs to, it's that simple.
One person had insomnia.
It's Daigo.
Daigo is now
I feel a little dazed.
Did I blow up a planet?
I'm still with the instructor.
We're awesome!
But
Is this okay?
Will this cause panic among the surrounding extraterrestrials, leading them to attack Earth?
Daigo didn't think blowing up a planet was a bad thing; after all, he had been educated by Choi Min-seo, so he understood a lot. (End of Chapter)