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"I've already sold the data, so there's no point in keeping an eye on me. If you want it, you can buy it from us," said Yang Xiaoyou, rolling her eyes at the somewhat eccentric princess.
"The data is dead, but people are alive. Clearly, I have more use in your eyes than the data," Fia replied, licking the cream off her lips with her cute little tongue after swallowing her food. She tilted her head, seemingly unconcerned.
Yet, there was a sincerity about her that made others feel an unconditional trust.
Hearing her words, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but reflect on the unique charm of this princess. Some of her more off-putting behaviors seemed entirely natural when they came from her. Although she only mentioned it casually, it struck a chord with most of the researchers.
Whether she truly valued people more than data was uncertain, but she certainly acted as if she did. It was no surprise that she had not relied on any foresight or extensively utilized her own influence, yet she still managed to gather a formidable group in a short time.
Organizations like IA and Mossad were also quite powerful, but they had national backing, making their challenges incomparable.
"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. I escaped Kapa City thanks to the company," Yang Xiaoyou said directly while watching the cute girl beside her lick the cream. She knew that this fellow was just testing her again; given Fia's personality, it wouldn't seem too abrupt and wouldn't significantly affect their relationship.
"By the way, let me give you a piece of information for free. The first humanoid combat weapon prototype in America has been developed and is now in the debugging phase." After being rejected, Fia seemed unfazed and quickly shifted to discussing a rather sensitive topic.
Yang Xiaoyou's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. It had only been a short while since she had handed over the data; there was no guarantee that even the theoretical aspects of the design could be completed yet. How could a finished product suddenly appear?
However, a moment later, she realized that Fia's sudden interest in the data might have stemmed from discovering various flaws and issues during practical production.
Although the experimental model of this first machine had emerged, it likely hadn't utilized any theories from the Father of Mechas yet; it was still a 'primitive' mech. The key reason for its creation was probably to match the Anti-Lock System and observe practical effects through related experiments.
Regardless, this was indeed significant news. It indicated that future combat—especially on localized battlefields—would undergo substantial changes in operational concepts.
The straightforward information Fia provided aligned with Yang Xiaoyou's judgments. She pondered why Fia would share such news with her.
Although official announcements would follow once debugging was complete, the timeliness of this information itself represented potential value. She didn't believe that Fia simply found her likable and decided to 'give her a tip.'
The most likely scenario was that Fia wanted to use Yang Xiaoyou to relay this information to Hive Security Company. But why convey it to Hive Security Company in such an indirect manner?
Aside from lacking power at present, there must be other motives at play.
Thinking about the audacity of this fellow, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel a stir in her heart. Could it be that...
The mere thought of such a possibility sent a shiver down her spine. She quickly shifted the topic to something else.
"This is a flight to the Chinese Empire, right? Are you transferring?"
"I wish it were just a transfer! Ah! Ah! Ah! Why did you bring that up? It's infuriating!" However, Yang Xiaoyou's simple inquiry made Fia's face turn sour. She wrinkled her beautiful nose and seemed a bit frantic.
Seeing her like that, Yang Xiaoyou felt somewhat regretful, especially with the bodyguard-like Weimar standing beside her, who appeared even more irritated than Fia herself. It didn't seem like the one-eyed girl was going to take revenge on her own.
In this situation, Yang Xiaoyou wisely decided not to bring it up again.
However, it seemed that Yang Xiaoyou had inadvertently stirred up some unpleasant memories for Fia. The harmless demeanor of Yang Xiaoyou provided Fia with an outlet for her frustrations, and without caring whether Yang Xiaoyou wanted to listen or not, she began to ramble on while angrily munching on snacks.
Yang Xiaoyou passively absorbed Fia's chatter and gradually pieced together some relationships from her incessant talking. After a brief analysis, she reached some conclusions.
It turned out that Fia's father, a successful businessman with a title in England, had been kidnapped by enemies last year due to an unfortunate incident, who sought to force him into agreeing to some unfair terms.
Coincidentally, at that time, someone unexpectedly appeared and rescued him.
Initially, her father suspected it might have been a ploy by his enemies, but during subsequent conversations, he realized that the rescuer didn't even know who he was; the rescue was purely incidental.
As they continued to communicate, they found themselves increasingly compatible. Although their statuses were worlds apart, it was precisely because of this pure interaction devoid of any conflict of interest that an unusual friendship emerged—one rarely seen in the business world.
Then came Princess Fia's tragedy. Due to their mutual rapport and upon learning that the rescuer had a son around the same age as Fia, Mr. Heckmedia decisively decided to sell his daughter off for marriage.
In reality, there must have been his own calculations involved. As a father, he certainly recognized his daughter's exceptional qualities. In such circumstances, if he sought a marriage alliance with a family of equal status, it would be a significant loss; the disadvantages far outweighed the benefits.
Given this situation, it would be better to find someone he found agreeable—someone without much power or influence—especially since this person had saved his life.
Thus, taking advantage of recent expansions in GPS systems and the contraction of arms trading, Princess Fia was sent off to the Chinese Empire as an opportunity to cultivate feelings first.
Seeing the Naughty Princess in distress, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but show a hint of schadenfreude on her face; it was rare for something to give her such a headache.
"So you're compromising now?" Yang Xiaoyou coughed lightly, putting away her teasing smile and poking fun at her lightly.
"Hehe, what about you? Did you think I brought Weimar along for no reason?" At that moment, Fia clenched her delicate fists and waved them in the air menacingly.
Hearing this made Yang Xiaoyou silently mourn for that Tragedy for a few seconds.
"You're the type that people dislike?"
"I don't know. I don't even know the name; just gave me an address. Whatever type it is, the outcome is already decided." After making a cutting gesture, Fia huffed a couple of times and then seemed to get a bit tired. She cutely yawned and leaned against her seat, closing her eyes to rest.
Meanwhile, Weimar kept giving Yang Xiaoyou a warning look, as if telling her not to do anything inappropriate.
In this strange atmosphere, the plane successfully landed at the newly renovated Pudong Airport.
After disembarking, seeing that there were special cars sent to pick up the princess on the territory of the Chinese Empire, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but marvel at how well-connected this company was.
Then, a gray BMW rolled down its Car Window, and a head with smooth silver hair popped out to ask Yang Xiaoyou, "Where are you going? No one to pick you up? If it's on the way, I can give you a ride."
"I'm heading to the train station; my home isn't in sh City." Waving her hand, Yang Xiaoyou smiled and replied.
"Then there's nothing I can do; we're heading in the opposite direction on the national highway. Goodbye." After waving goodbye and closing the window, the gray BMW slowly started to leave the airport.
"On the national highway? Hmm, that should be towards some city in J Province, right? Tsk tsk, I wonder who is so unfortunate." Shaking her head with a smile, Yang Xiaoyou boarded the airport Bus.
In the evening, after successfully arriving in Z City, Yang Xiaoyou first went to a mobile service center to reactivate her exploded phone card and then got herself a new phone.
After inserting the card, she discovered there were quite a few missed calls and messages, including one from her neglectful parents who rarely reached out.
However, due to time constraints from this trip to Dubai, Yang Xiaoyou felt guilty herself. So she decided to just call home using their landline instead; it would also be a good opportunity to let them know she was safe.
As for the message sent by the Demoness, which featured some strange and somewhat teasing graphics, Yang Xiaoyou took the initiative to reply, assuring her that he was fine.
After all, unlike others, the Demoness should have a vague understanding that she needed to do something special. Moreover, their relationship had inexplicably transformed into this state, making it necessary for him to respond. He had also promised Liang Wuxuan to help deal with the pressure from her family patriarch.
After finishing up on his phone in the taxi and sending the message, he arrived at the district entrance.
However, upon seeing the familiar gray BMW outside, a hint of surprise flashed in Yang Xiaoyou's eyes.
When he noticed the Naughty Princess refusing to help and struggling to drag a large package out, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel a sense of exasperation.
"Hey? What are you doing here? Following me?" Fia, who clumsily carried a big bag as she got out of the taxi, asked with a puzzled expression.
"I took the train. Even if there was a delay, the high-speed train is obviously faster than your detour. I live nearby; how could I not be here? But what about you? Your destination isn't in this district, is it?" Yang Xiaoyou suddenly felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.
At that moment, his phone rang again; it was his mother calling. He picked it up somewhat uncertainly and leaned closer to Fia, watching her as she fiddled with a wrinkled piece of paper that had an address written on it.
"Thank me for sending you a wife! Considering the time, she should be arriving soon. Make sure to give me a grandchild next year. That's it; I'm hanging up now. Beep beep beep."
A cool breeze swept through, carrying a few leaves past Yang Xiaoyou.
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