Chapter 8 Oil Created by March 7th

The elevator doors opened, and Gu Tang and his group stepped out into the main control module.

The spacious control module was bustling with officers, their faces etched with anxiety and worry.

Despite this, everyone was diligently completing their tasks, striving to restore order to the chaotic space station as quickly as possible.

"Brother! Are you alright?"

Rushing towards them were members of the defense division.

Gu Tang handed over the unconscious Alan, who was carefully received by the officers.

"Brother! You're covered in injuries!" The officers cried out in distress as they looked at Alan.

"It was the Anti-Matter Legion," Gu Tang said, his face expressionless.

"Brother! It looks like someone punched you in the face!"

"It was the Anti-Matter Legion."

"Brother! You're covered in oil! It's all sticky and slippery!"

"...On the way back, we encountered a Trampler from the Legion. It must have secreted the oil."

Alan was taken away by the officers to receive treatment.

Of course, Gu Tang had already checked; the injuries were not severe, and Alan would likely regain consciousness soon.

If it weren't for Gu Tang's punch, Alan wouldn't have fainted.

[Task "Hurricane Rescue" Completed]

[Skill Acquired: "Harvest"]

[Harvest]

[Level: 3]

[Effect: Use on enemy corpses to obtain various resources. The higher the enemy's level, the higher the level of resources obtained.]

[Evaluation: The instinct to plunder, ingeniously crafted, ancient parts, extinguished core...]

A tall red-haired woman approached them.

"Little March, Dan Heng, you guys worked hard," she said to the two, her voice very gentle.

"Jing Yuan~ I'm exhausted. Those Anti-Matter Legion guys are like locusts. I use a bow, and fighting them is really tiring," March Seven complained.

Elegant—that was Gu Tang's first impression of Jing Yuan.

Her long red hair cascaded down her back with a slight curl, beautiful like a rose but as intense as a flame.

Her delicate face seemed to always carry a faint smile, charming in its subtlety, capable of captivating anyone.

The white long dress she wore added a touch of elegance and nobility to her, reminiscent of the revered goddesses of ancient Greece.

If anyone could epitomize the charm of a mature woman, it was surely the woman before Gu Tang.

"I don't have any better ideas either. Using a railgun could take out a whole area, but if Herta comes back and sees the space station damaged, she'll definitely hold us accountable," Jing Yuan said with a soft smile to March Seven.

Then, she looked curiously at March Seven's entire body and asked, "Why are you and Dan Heng all oily? You're even shiny."

March Seven expressionlessly glanced at Gu Tang.

Gu Tang: "... It's oil secreted by March Seven."

March Seven: "Who's secreting oil! I don't secrete oil, okay!"

"Alright, alright, I admit I'm one percent wrong..." Gu Tang pulled out a small spray bottle.

[Name: Cleaning Spray]

[Type: Daily Item]

[Level: 3]

[Effect: Just spray it on, and all dirt will be instantly removed, leaving you feeling as refreshed as if you've soaked in a hot spring and changed into new clothes.]

[Evaluation: Very useful for outdoor adventures]

He sprayed March Seven and Dan Heng thoroughly.

All the dirt on them disappeared; not only the oil, but even the dust and marks from the previous battles were gone.

They looked as fresh as new.

"Well, it may seem trivial, but it's indeed useful," Dan Heng said, carefully shaking out his clothes.

Of course, Gu Tang couldn't have invented something so useful; it was a gift from the system.

"I'll give this to you," Gu Tang handed the cleaning spray to March Seven.

"Really! Hehe~ I forgive you~" March Seven said happily, then pulled Stelle over and sprayed some on her. "Come on, Stelle. We are beautiful girls, we must always stay clean."

Dan Heng crossed his arms: "You really don't hold back, do you?"

March Seven raised her head proudly: "I'm always grateful for the gifts others give me."

Jing Yuan chuckled a few times, "Haha, young people bond so easily. It seems you've already become quite close."

"Oh, right. I haven't introduced them yet. This is Gu Tang, a brilliant scientist. This is Stelle, a beautiful girl we picked up at the space station," March Seven introduced to Jing Yuan.

"Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Jing Yuan, the navigator of the Astral Express," Jing Yuan introduced herself.

"Meaning, the train's movements are all at her command," March Seven whispered to the other two.

Stelle whispered back, "So, she's the boss of your train, right?"

"Wow, Stelle, you're really sharp, figuring it out immediately," March Seven nodded approvingly.

Gu Tang shook hands with Jing Yuan: "Pleasure to meet you. I've heard about you from Herta; she speaks highly of you."

"You're too kind. Has Little March not caused you any trouble on this journey?" Jing Yuan asked.

March Seven's eyes darted between Stelle and Gu Tang: "You two better think carefully before answering."

"Then I'll refrain from answering," Stelle said decisively.

March Seven patted Stelle's shoulder and advised earnestly: "Stelle, you can imitate anyone, but not Dan Heng."

"Talk about your own business, don't drag me into it," Dan Heng raised an eyebrow.

As for Gu Tang...

He remembered what March Seven had said to him by the elevator.

"Gu Tang, after the space station issue is resolved, do you want to join our Astral Express?"

"She's a kind and gentle girl," he said to Jing Yuan.

This straightforward compliment made March Seven a little embarrassed.

"Hehehe~ Actually, I'm not that great~" she scratched her head and said shyly.

Dan Heng looked speechlessly at the bashful March Seven.

"That's good. Let's go meet Station Master Asta," Jing Yuan said with a smile.

In the center of the main control module, Asta was issuing a series of commands.

"Projection radar tracking is normal, telemetry signal frequency is high! It must be maintained at average levels!"

Her short, light red hair, cute face, and light blue eyes were as clear as the sky.

Her every move carried the poised demeanor of a lady from a prominent family.

Her white and magenta dress was stylishly designed, showcasing both the academic style of the space station and an elegant, attractive look.

A blend of youthful mischief, scientific intellect, and the grace of a young lady, all these qualities intertwined seamlessly in her, radiating a unique charm.

"According to predictions, the Legion will launch over ten successive waves of attacks. Everyone, hold on!"

Although she appeared to be a petite girl, Asta showed no signs of immaturity or fragility while issuing orders. Her calm words soothed many anxious officers.

March Seven waved, "Station Master Asta! We're back!"

Asta turned her head, revealing a relieved smile, "Phew, it's good to see you all back safely. The defense team just reported to me that Alan is not in serious condition, thanks to you."

Then, she turned to Gu Tang, her expression turning cold, "Hmph... it seems... you're fine."

"I heard from March Seven that it was thanks to you sending them to help me. Thank you very much, Asta," Gu Tang said to her.

Asta lowered her head, muttering softly, "Has our relationship deteriorated to the point where we need such formal thanks..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Gu Tang asked, puzzled.

"Hmph! Nothing. I was just worried that if you died, Lady Herta would be angry. Don't get the wrong idea!" Asta said, crossing her arms and turning her face away.