"Everything hinges on my safety," you decide whether to let East Wind fire or use the Particle Transmission Machine.
"Yes, boss."
Yang Ming entered the Fierce Ghost Mecha, and a series of data appeared on his helmet.
He glanced at the direction where Valkyrie was heading; she had reached a high speed and was still accelerating, about to collide with Feinan in a few minutes.
Yang Ming's breathing gradually steadied.
Devour.
Evolve.
Enhance self!
He stretched his limbs, fully connecting with the Fierce Ghost Mecha.
A deep blue circle of light appeared on the back of the Fierce Ghost, smoothly flying out of Feinan's rear cabin, heading towards Valkyrie at full power!
...
In the hold of the Ghost freighter.
Captain Griss, who had been thrown around twice, was now gasping for air, clutching his chest. He could only be thankful Valkyrie's several strikes hadn't penetrated his 'Light Membrane' spacesuit.
"What is this?"
"The White Ghost! The White Ghost's ship has appeared!"
