บท 983: A Ship

Putting on the helmet and carefully checking each seat belt, Liu Qingpeng opened the instrument in the cockpit.

After taking a few deep breaths and trying to make his expression look less stiff, he touched the side of the helmet and a light blue prism spread out in front of his eyes. An unfamiliar but ordinary female face emerged in front of his eyes.

"No. 01 Navigator is at your service... are you nervous?"

Liu Qingpeng forced a smilem, "What do you think?"

"You'd better control your heart rate which will help avoid accidents. In order to save onboard fuel as much as possible, you will complete the acceleration step on the runway."

"How much g-force?"

"20.1."

"...Can you apply for a Guinness World Record for me?" Liu Qingpeng forced a smile, but only bitterness was visible on his face.

The navigator said with no sense of humor. "No, this flight is a top-secret mission. Unless when you return, you're willing to try again."