am-books Chapter 530
Chapter 530
Chapter 530: Chapter 90 Millennium Stakes (Three-in-One Finale)_8 Chapter 530: Chapter 90 Millennium Stakes (Three-in-One Finale)_8 The orange spacesuit, also known as the Advanced Escape System Spacesuit, strips away many unnecessary features, focusing more on safety and utility.
It is fully equipped with not only a radio, a flash light, and medical supplies but also a set of [parachutes] and emergency survival gear!
Main target is Chu Anqing.
Main target is Chu Anqing!
I can save her!!
“Found her!”
As Lin Xian kept gliding in the direction where Chu Anqing was falling, he finally spotted the fast-plunging Chu Anqing below the clouds!
It was a flash of orange...
...
That petite figure, curled up quietly, clenching the brown rice cooker in her arms.
She didn’t struggle at all.
Not a single movement.
Just like that.
Clinging to the rice cooker.
Quiet, serene, resigned to fate.
I can catch up!
I can catch up!!
The wind by the ear, sharp as lightning.
Just like those countless nights of plummeting from the sky in the Third Dreamland, falling from a height of twenty thousand meters held no fear for Lin Xian anymore!
He could precisely navigate a gap in the air defense invisible to the naked eye without any frame of reference.
Of course!
He could also catch up to a conspicuous orange girl!
“An Qing!!!”
Lin Xian shouted, weaving through the sky and clouds.
Damn it.
Why can’t I go faster!
Faster, please!
Even faster!!
He continually adjusted his posture to reduce wind resistance, fully utilizing every bit of physics to make himself encounter less drag, fall faster!
What’s the terminal velocity of an adult male in freefall?
He had looked it up but forgot.
It should be about 90 meters per second, right?
Anyway, much faster than Chu Anqing, whose body weight was less than 100 pounds!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In the endless, tormenting howl of the wind, Lin Xian didn’t know how long he had been freefalling.
His eyes were focused.
Only on the orange figure getting closer!@@@@
Getting closer!
Not just the orange silhouette but also the lights and details of the ground surface below were getting closer!
More and more defined!
Now at an altitude of less than 3000 meters, I estimated.
I must catch Chu Anqing before the lowest safe altitude to deploy the parachute!
Closer...
Closer.
Ten centimeters!
Five centimeters!
One centimeter!
Right in front of him!
Using every ounce of his strength, Lin Xian lifted his right hand and swung it hard—
Snap!
[Caught it!]
Large hand clasping a small one, holding tightly!
Lin Xian gritted his teeth.
Pulling upward forcefully!
He held Chu Anqing and the rice cooker tightly in his embrace!
Then he quickly freed his left hand and reached for the parachute pull ring at his waist!
Yanked it hard—
Whoosh!
A white parachute released a streak, then like a blooming flower,
It burst forth in the night sky...
Suddenly blossomed!
...
...
Mi Country, Texas State, Boca Chica, Space-T Starship Launch Site.
Scenic Iron Tower.
Jask stared at the USB drive in the palm of his hand.
Crystal clear, glowing with blue light, like a river of stars made of shattered sapphires.
Beautiful, stunning.
Exquisitely intricate.
But then...
The brightness on the USB flickered, suddenly dimmed, became transparent, nothingness...
And then, as if it weighed nothing at all,
A breeze blew by.
The USB drive, which had just appeared solid, instantly transformed into bits of blue stardust, scattering in the wind, dissipating.
The spreading stardust, like countless collapsing quanta, turned into dust, into nothingness, disappeared without a trace...
Jask clenched his fist, then opened it again.
Feeling the just-now tactile sensation of the USB drive, although it was no longer there, his palm remained empty.
“Looks like...”
He smiled faintly:
“[My closed loop is complete, huh.]”
The secretary beside him, his face shocked and disbelieving, stared at what happened:
“What happened to your USB drive!
How did it disappear into thin air?
Was that some kind of Hollywood magic trick?”
Jask hummed softly, dusting off his palms as if to brush away the dust from his hands:
“It’s a fun magic prop, a gift from a friend.
Isn’t it interesting?”
“Friend?”