Chapter 129: MD-Chapter 129 Madness!
**[Disassemble the Driving Manual (Blue)?]**
"Disassemble... huh?"
Arthur's previously collapsing mental state suddenly returned to normal for a moment. "Where did that come from?"
"I don't know!"
The blue-skinned man was already in a terrible mood and spoke madly.
In the time it took them to speak, the ship had been hit twice more. The wings were burning, and if this continued, they would probably turn into cosmic dust.
To make matters worse, the communication system had failed after the last attack. He could no longer contact the pursuing forces or inform them that their beloved Warden was among the hunted!
And all of this happened because the culprit was still complaining about how slow he was flying the ship!
Previously, he had flown the ship with hope in his eyes, but now those fantasies were gone. The pursuing enemies clearly had no intention of going easy on this Earthling.
Poor him, trying to protect himself, he could only keep charging forward with reddened eyes!
As the blue-skinned man struggled to steer the ship, Arthur made the decisive decision to Disassemble.
Two seconds later, the Disassembler popped up a prompt.
**Gained: One Driving Manual, Disassembler Experience +1!**
Arthur extracted the knowledge and his mind was immediately filled with various driving techniques.
When he opened his eyes, the once unfamiliar surroundings suddenly became familiar. Arthur couldn't help but grin, "Who said my Golden Finger was useless... Who said my Golden Finger wasn't a cheat?"
The blue-skinned man looked back at Arthur amidst the chaos, "What?"
Then he saw Arthur leap into the co-pilot's seat, skillfully activating the weapon control system, aiming, and firing!
"Fuck, what are you doing?"
Seeing Arthur's actions, the blue-skinned man was stunned for the moment.
"Killing those bastards!!!"
Arthur roared, his teeth clenched and his eyes red as he spoke, "If they want me dead, I'll make them dead!!!"
"Stop!!!"
The blue-skinned man suddenly lunged at him, "They're my subordinates!"
"Get the hell out of my way!"
Arthur was beyond furious at this time. Forget the blue-skinned man; he wasn't going to spare anyone.
With a flick of his hand, he tossed the blue-skinned man aside.
"Perfect!"
With the blue-skinned man out of the way, the pilot's seat was free. Arthur blinked and appeared in the seat.
Earlier, he had used the ship's rear weapons. Now, Arthur abruptly turned the ship around to face the incoming threat head-on!
"People die, birds fly into the sky, I'll remain immortal..."
Arthur roared and the hidden wildness of modern society resurfaced with full force!
Even as an Otaku, he had never lacked the courage to fight fiercely.
During World War II, after a brief shock when he first went into battle, he could immediately pull the trigger to shoot his enemy's head off.
When he infiltrated the enemy camp for the first time, in a close encounter, he could strike decisively in an instant.
At that moment, when he was being chased and shot at, Arthur's mental state was not only unstable, but even if his state was stable, he couldn't tolerate this kind of bullshit.
In the midst of his rage, Arthur didn't care that the pursuing forces were actually more experienced drivers than he was.
In his rage, he aimed and fired!
Perhaps his sudden turn was too abrupt, or perhaps the pursuing forces had become accustomed to the chase and didn't expect a counterattack.
The sudden attack stunned the lead fighter of the pursuing squadron.
The lead ship exploded on the spot and turned into cosmic dust.
In the next second, instead of retreating, Arthur charged forward, recklessly steering the ship into the middle of the pursuers.
Not even bothering to aim properly, after a round of frenzied firing, he was filled with a spirit that said, "I will scare you to death forever!"
"Is he really crazy?"
As the blue-skinned man watched Arthur laugh maniacally as he barreled through the pursuing squadron, sweat dripped down his forehead.
He couldn't care less about his own injuries or dealing with Arthur in the pilot's seat.
He moved to the co-pilot's seat, reoriented the ship, pulled open a panel on the right side, before furiously typing in a series of commands, and violently regained control of the ship's main controls.
Maxing out its firepower, the ship roared and suddenly broke away from the pursuing squadron, plunging into the depths of space!
By the time the bewildered pursuers tried to give chase again, Arthur's ship had made a wormhole jump and disappeared into the universe.
...
...
In the vast expanse of space, with countless stars shining,
A damaged spaceship floated in the cosmos.
Arthur sat in the pilot's seat, staring up, lost in thought.
The blue-skinned man gritted his teeth as he checked the ship's condition and said, "The communication system is destroyed, the power system is almost useless, and the overall damage to the ship has reached eighty-five percent! Damn, this heap of scrap metal actually managed to support us through a wormhole jump? I can hardly believe it! Given the choice, I'd rather crash it into the Kyln!"
Arthur, coming to his senses, turned to the blue-skinned man and asked, "Then why didn't you? In that situation, if we had flown back..."
"That would have been a dead end!"
The blue-skinned man glared at Arthur before speaking, "Because your actions have been classified as the highest danger level, they would immediately issue a kill order, leaving you no way to blend back into the Kyln High Security Prison."
Arthur curled the corner of his mouth into a cold smile before speaking, "So what have I done that makes me worthy of being killed?"
"You broke into the Kyln!"
"I said it was passive, not voluntary."
"Then explain the passivness of the situation!"
"Explanation won't help... I don't have money for a lawyer, and I don't want you to lock me up for twenty years."
Arthur looked at the blue-skinned man and said, "So, in your words, what would you do?"
"Hmph!"
The blue-skinned man huffed angrily, "You're a walking-talking disaster!"
After saying that, he grabbed tools and began trying to repair the Spaceship's communication system.
Seeing the blue-skinned man struggling, Arthur felt strangely relieved and amused. Watching him awkwardly dismantle the metal panels under the control console, Arthur asked, "By the way, I still don't know your name."
"Jeff!"
"...Hmm, that's a pretty convenient name." Arthur smirked, "Is your sister good-looking? You must be brave to casually become someone's brother-in-law."
"Crazy!"
"I'm telling you, don't call me crazy again, or else…"
"Or else what?" The blue-skinned man threw the tools aside and glared at Arthur.
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Chapter 130: MD-Chapter 130 The Way Back
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"You must understand that we are both stuck in this godforsaken place. If we can't get this ship working, we're both going to die here sooner or later. If we can repair the communication system, we might have a chance to call for help. Otherwise, if those raiders aren't willing to take a second look at our piece of junk, we're finished..."
Jeff, the blue-skinned man, shouted at Arthur, "And it's all your fault!"
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault."
Arthur stretched out his arms and yawned, "Is blaming me enough for you? What are you going to do about it?"
Jeff stared blankly for a moment, his frustration almost making him cry.
He was a perfectly good warden, with no problems in his career, he was planning to retire in a few years, and everything was going smoothly!
Then along comes Arthur, who just happened to get him into this mess and lead a prison break...
This was truly a case of "trouble comes from the sky.".
Seeing Arthur's nonchalant attitude towards their current situation, Jeff was ready to give up completely...
Unfortunately, he couldn't fight him!
After assessing the gap between them, Jeff continued to work on the repairs with a fuming expression on his face.
Arthur sat in the pilot's seat, dazed for a moment, then slapped his face.
Self-pity was fine for a while, but if it continued, it wouldn't help.
He never even considered dying in space as an option.
In a crisis, despair was understandable, but when the immediate danger was over, wallowing in despair would only lead to self-contempt.
Taking a deep breath, Arthur began to assess the current situation he had found and created for himself.
There was no point in staying in space indefinitely; he had to find a way out.
Even though he was in space now, that didn't mean he couldn't return. According to the Marvel movies, there were many ways to get back.
One of those ways...
He turned to Jeff, "Do you know about Asgard?"
"Asgard?" Jeff looked at Arthur, confused, "Why are you asking about that?"
"Do you know how to get there?" Arthur, feeling excited, grabbed Jeff by the collar and lifted him up.
Jeff looked at Arthur like he was crazy before asking, "How would I know how to get to Asgard?"
"..."
Arthur shrugged and let go of Jeff's collar.
Jeff, now feeling even more angry, continued to try to repair the communication system and asked, "Why do you want to go to Asgard? It's not a place you can just visit, and it's supposed to be incredibly far away."
"...From Xandar, it only takes eighteen months to reach this so-called Asgard."
Arthur sighed deeply, "But I don't know which way to go. Otherwise, I'd just be flying in the dark for a year and a half, and with luck I might end up there."
"Why do you want to go to Asgard?" Jeff asked confused, "As a criminal, aren't you afraid of godly judgment if you go there?"
"Do you believe I'll just judge you myself first?"
Arthur's expression was dark, but with no one else around to comment, he continued, "Asgard has Bifrost. I can use it to get back to Earth."
"Why go back?"
Jeff said, "As far as I know, no one from Earth wants to go back. A backward, even barbaric planet? They don't even know there's life elsewhere in the universe! If it were not for the protection of some powerful beings, it would have been a plaything for other rulers long ago."
"Have you met many earthlings?"
Arthur looked at the blue-skinned man and asked.
"Hmm, two people, counting you."
Jeff said seriously.
Arthur twitched at the thought that Jeff had seen many earthlings.
Not wanting to deal with this guy who liked to play the role of the Devil on the left shoulder, Arthur put his hands behind his head and tried to organize his thoughts.
However, what he saw immediately made him abandon that idea.
"You mentioned earlier… that unless it's Raiders, no one would even glance at our Spaceship?" Arthur asked Jeff.
Without looking up, Jeff replied, "Of course. Only they might find something valuable to sell in the wreckage of the ship... They're like the junk collectors of the universe. Some even say that they are explorers who go to strange places in search of valuable items, and there are special missions associated with them... Why do you ask?"
"I think you should take a look at the starry sky if you have the time."
Arthur's mouth twitched as he spoke.
Jeff, feeling confused, looked up and nearly dropped his jaw in shock.
At some point, a massive object was floating outside.
That massive object was dark gold in color, it exuded a desolate and dilapidated aura, but also carried an indescribable sense of oppression!
"When did it appear?" Jeff's face turned pale as he looked at the object and asked.
Arthur blinked before replying, "Probably... when I asked you."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Jeff jumped up anxiously.
Arthur asked, "Can our ship move?"
"No," Jeff replied.
"Then what's the point of mentioning it?"
Arthur said, "The communication equipment is destroyed. We can't even communicate... Wait, what's that?"
He suddenly felt their ship being gently pulled towards the massive object, and it was as if some force was pulling them in.
"It's a tractor beam!"
Jeff said with a start, "We're probably being taken as spoils by these Raiders."
"Are they bad or good?" Arthur didn't know much about these people, except that he remembered Yondu from Guardians of the Galaxy.
That whistling arrow trick was impressive.
"Whether they are good or bad depends on our luck."
Jeff was quite depressed.
Arthur, however, smiled and said, "Stay calm. Aren't I here? Don't worry. If they're bad, we'll kill them all and take their ship and then we will go sraight to Asgard!"
"Hearing you talk like that, I suddenly realize that you might actually be the bad guy!"
Jeff looked at the large ship in front of them and then at Arthur.
He felt like he was caught between a wolf and a tiger - neither of which he could handle at the moment.
Seeing Jeff's reaction, Arthur patted his shoulder and transported him into the Disassembler space.
Then, he hid in a corner, waiting quietly for the others to 'rescue' him.
Gently biting his lip, Arthur had changed into battle gear, donned his mask, and gripped his weapon.
If the others harbored malicious intent, he had no qualms about going on a killing spree!
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