Powerful Dragon Alpha Chapter 16: Make some money

Chapter 16: Make some money

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Mimosa

The teenager struggled to hold on and climbed up.

His knee accidentally knocked the edge of the wing. In order for the repair process to be accurate, the touch was magnified by 150% so the teenager held his knee in pain while squatting on the wing.

The fuselage was light and small, and the wing slowly tilted toward the side.

The teenager only cared about the knee pain. He really wanted to rub it but it had to wait until he slid down the wing as if it were a slide. 

‘Whew.’

His buttocks landed directly on the ground.

The teenager started rubbing his buttocks.

After rubbing for a long time, as if angry, he climbed up and kicked hard towards the less important part of the fuselage.

There was a thud.

The officer’s eyes widened and he tried to step forward, but was once again stopped and the other said emphatically, “Don’t go near. He’ll find out.”

“Him? He’s just a child throwing a tantrum like that, what could he find out?”

The consul said nothing, and his light blond hair was hidden in the darkness, gilded and overflowing in its secrecy.

“He is keen.”

The officer clearly disagreed.

He was even beginning to suspect that all those amenity postings and all that supposed fame on the anonymous trading network were subterfuge.

‘The kid who would be so angry that he would kick hard toward the fighter he was repairing because he fell down -’

‘How could it be possible to repair the ancient warplane that has been broken for a thousand years and almost out of print?’

That little teenager obviously kicked that foot hard and hurt himself.

Squatting on the ground, he took off his shoes and started rubbing his toes.

Under the slender ankle was a very beautiful foot.

The consul’s eyes fell on it.

That did not look like a soldier’s trained calloused foot, on the contrary, the toes were beautiful and round. They were rubbed and nimbly moved twice, like a small flexible fish in the water.

The little fish quickly returned to the slippers.

This time, the rolled up trouser legs were put down, and the ankles were invisible.

The consul had a little regret in his eyes.

Waiting for this wave of fire to pass, the teenager looked like a pissed off kitten with ears pinned back and open teeth as he used his claws to climb the wing once again. This time, he climbed carefully without bumping anything. He climbed directly on top of the aircraft and began to correct the balance device.

There was more pounding for more than an hour.

Since they thought the teenager would not be able to repair it today, they prepared to see the results tomorrow. However, the balancing device at the top thumped and gave off a honing sound.

The energy stone flickered for a moment.

The teenager wiped the sweat from his forehead and jumped down from the wing.

He adjusted the energy stone contact device again and walked around again before he confirmed and returned to the cockpit to push down the start lever.

His fingers jumped nimbly over the keys as if he were playing.

The electronic light screen in front of him immediately showed the relevant data, and the teenager quickly adjusted and set.

He concentrated on pushing blindly, but always managed to adjust the contact data to the parameters that best matched the energy stone within three times.

It was as if the scrap warplane under him was a patient capable of vocal communication, telling him precisely where he was uncomfortable.

Soon, the warplane once again left the ground.

At this critical time, the teenager sitting in the pilot seat seemed to be suddenly disturbed by something.

Somewhat panicked, he adjusted the warplane. He was up less than a few feet before he was quickly forced to land.

“Coming coming–“

With a swish, he disappeared in front of the data screen.

After a while, the voice was heard before the person was seen.

“I’m full, really full. Don’t you keep coming knocking on my door, privacy, you know, privacy!”

Zizi.

The teenager’s projection cast over once more and flew away again.

“I said I won’t eat raw chicken!” The voice that had been transformed by the machine was also projected the moment the teenager picked up the terminal. The voice matched his face, a very ordinary middle-aged man’s voice. However, the little bit of the upward tail note was full of childishness.

Zizi, the teenager once again completely projected over.

The fighter jet hooted and flew and was very smooth this time.

The officer’s jaw dropped, ‘This was fixed.’

How did he adjust those parameters in the end and match them, ah? As long as there was a slight error in the balance, it could easily cause the fighter to strike or even cause small-scale paralysis – the degree of precision was extremely well understood to fix it so quickly.’

‘Don’t look at this little boy’s somewhat unreliable look.’

‘There was something in his stomach.’

He saw the teenager sitting in the driver’s seat with his head down, as if he was calling up a dialog box to send a message.

They could not see the little teenager’s specific operation, nor could they decipher his coordinates. They could only guess. However, almost immediately, an encrypted message was received on the consul’s terminal.

[Fixed.]

[Remember to pay, ah.]

The teenager flew out of the projection again as if he were a rat being driven by a stick, and did not even have time to send a message of a greeting and farewell.

The moment before the projection disappeared, he was still cursing angrily, “Coming!”

The only people left in the darkened room were the consul and the officer standing in the dark border.

“A random battleship repairer in the Federation is of this caliber?” The officer was obviously shocked. There was even some doubt about their level of technology.

“No.” ‘He was special.’ The Consul didn’t say anything more and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

***

The last time Admiral Yu’s adopted son passed the Junior commander exam, the unconfirmed news with a photo so blurred that it was impossible to see the person made a small fire on Star Network.

The discussion about this “prince of the Federation” immediately built up a high building in the major forums and news networks.

The topic building was somehow distorted.

Many people in the Empire began to ridicule the Federation, but they were afraid of the military power alone, even more so of this “Federation Prince”?

The people of the Federation immediately became sarcastic towards the Empire saying that they were better than the Empire. Obviously there was the Prince, but the consul was in charge.

A cursing war started.

This all did not matter as the splash of water would soon dissipate.

However, what made Yu Hanzhou care was that someone started digging for information about Ming Huan’s identity.

The news that the information system of Federation’s 1st Military Academy had been hacked came in the afternoon after Ming Huan took the junior commander exam.

No one had yet made the connection between the cadet, who did not appear much at the school, and Admiral Yu’s adopted son. Most people did not even know there was a Ming Huan at the school, except for a few high-level Dragon families at the military academy who knew the inside story.

So, who would purposely check the identity of an ordinary military cadet?

Yu Hanzhou asked someone to find out who Ming Huan’s partner was on the day that he took the Junior commander exam.

The result was surprising.

It was a fake identity.

Yu Hanzhou thought back to Ming Huan’s panicked eyes and exasperated expression when he opened the door. Once again, he knocked on the bedroom door.

He waited for a while longer.

There was a thud from inside.

Ming Huan seemed to have fallen on his way out of bed and stumbled to open the door.

He rubbed his knee and elbow for a while.

Yu Hanzhou saw this and picked him up before pushing up his sleeve, but he didn’t see any bruises on his elbow.

“What are you rubbing?”

Alas, that war machine’s surface coating was too hard, and he should have known that the touch was adjusted to 150%.

“I was just playing a game. In the game, my hand was broken–,” Ming Huan deliberately said it seriously. He did not want Yu Hanzhou to think he was petulant, so he claimed that the injury came from the game, and he thought that it was painful which was why he was rubbing that spot.

Just now, he was hiding to play the game.

He was really playing.

However, young alphas may be like this as the real world was too tightly controlled, and he could only seek in the game world some desired sense of excitement.

Yu Hanzhou didn’t blame him much and only said, “I cooked the chicken, you have to eat it later. The last few days, because of the commander’s exam and hospital checkups, you didn’t eat much meat, so you have to make up for it in the next two days.”

“It’s okay, I….”

“Haven’t you noticed that you’re a little shorter than the average young alpha?”

‘Okay, eat.’

‘It’s just meat.’

Ming Huan gritted his teeth.

“What game? How can you break a hand?” Yu Hanzhou frowned, and he did not think Ming Huan was suitable to play a game like this. The restriction level was too high and the power horror of the game was too violent, “your hand was broken, so why were you rubbing your knee too?”

Ming Huan straightened up and stopped his subconscious movements before he laughed dryly, “Knee, knee was also broken.”

“Don’t play this kind of game.”

“Now all alphas are playing this.”

Ming Huan was not impressed.

The more Yu Hanzhou did not want him to play, the more he still wanted to play.

A little beep came from the terminal.

Ming Huan secretly clicked on it and looked at it.

‘The remaining five million!’

‘It. Was. Here!!’

‘Ahhhhh!’

‘His agricultural planet, ah.’

Yu Hanzhou frowned and looked at the corner of Ming Huan’s dirty, red wine stained mouth. He had obviously just wolfed down beef stained with a lot of sauce.

At the moment, his smile was still going up like crazy.

He put the freshly cooked stack of chicken on the table as well, “Eat well, don’t play while eating.”