Wendy has been with him for eight years. During these eight years, Wendy has been his strongest guarantee for survival, even though it is very old. Wendy is like a gentle elder, silently helping him, working tirelessly without complaint.

Brian Clark felt as if something was stuck in his heart. In all these years, Brian Clark remembered only once before having this feeling—when his father passed away. Is this what sadness feels like? Brian Clark softly asked himself.

He wondered if his father was doing well in another world. Resting his chin on his hand, Brian Clark thought absentmindedly.

Brian Clark found a quiet, deserted place and stayed there alone for a whole day.

When he arrived at the pilot consciousness training base, he called over Logan Carter, and said calmly, “Mu, I want to see the course schedule!”

Emily Scott was feeling a bit irritable.

These days, she had been searching hard every day, almost visiting every room in the battle zone, but she had never seen that enigmatic YC again.

Although coming up empty-handed again and again left her feeling very down, she still hadn’t given up. She encouraged herself to face failure again and again, just like YC.

Still no luck today!

Emily Scott was feeling very dejected. Forget it, she thought, I’ll go find Cousin Grace. She should be in the basic training area now.

Cousin Grace is her second aunt’s daughter, and she and Emily Scott have been very close since childhood. Recently, Cousin Grace had failed the mecha piloting subject assessment several times, so her second aunt thought of Emily Scott’s father, Daniel Scott, hoping Daniel Scott could give some guidance. But Daniel Scott was usually very busy, so most of the time, this guidance fell to Emily Scott.

There were only a handful of people in the basic training area. For basic training subjects, consciousness training didn’t have much effect; instead, actual practice led to faster improvement, so very few people came to the basic training area. Besides, most people had already learned these basics when they were very young, so even fewer came.

Emily Scott listlessly browsed through the rooms in the basic training area and quickly found Cousin Grace’s room. She entered Cousin Grace’s room directly.

Inside was a vast open space, with various obstacles arranged in an orderly fashion. Cousin Grace was struggling to weave through them, moving slowly.

Seeing Cousin Grace working so hard, Emily Scott didn’t go over to disturb her, but stood on the viewing platform to watch.

Huh, there’s someone else over there!

A black figure was weaving through the obstacles like a snake, moving at an astonishing speed. With skills like that, do they still need to train here? Emily Scott was puzzled and couldn’t help but take a closer look.

Suddenly, Emily Scott was struck as if by lightning, frozen in shock!

YC! It was definitely YC! Emily Scott was so excited she almost jumped up! No mistake, it was him! The left shoulder of his Blackbird still bore the scar from when she had accidentally hit him that day! And the scratch on his left rib! She definitely wasn’t mistaken!

Could this be what they mean by “fortune favors the persistent”? Emily Scott murmured to herself.

Brian Clark looked at the statistics on the Blackbird and couldn’t help but frown slightly. Still a bit short—just a little more and he would reach Mu’s standard, but that tiny bit, no matter how many times he tried, he just couldn’t break through.

“Yezi, with your comprehension and foundation, completing the basic training shouldn’t actually be difficult for you. On the contrary, it might be quite easy! But if you’re only satisfied with that level, you’ll never be able to pilot me!”

“Most people don’t take basic training seriously, but actually, they’re making a huge mistake!”

When Logan Carter said this, he had the air of a peerless, aloof master pilot. It once made Brian Clark’s heart surge with excitement, unable to contain himself!

“I’ve calculated that 99.328% of advanced maneuvers are derived and evolved from these so-called basic moves! This shows that basic moves are the essence of all pilot skills!”

Brian Clark was deep in thought.

Logan Carter then took out a detailed parameter sheet: “Yezi, these are the training requirements I’ve set based on your Blackbird’s performance. From now on, follow these requirements!”

Logan Carter’s electronic eyes suddenly lit up: “Yezi, remember, never believe in the existence of limits!”

Brian Clark happily accepted Mu’s advice. Having survived on the junk planet for so long, he was always eager to try any method that could improve his abilities!

But he underestimated Mu’s perverseness! Later, during training, Brian Clark realized that every one of these parameter requirements was actually the Blackbird’s absolute limit! After days and nights of exhausting effort, almost to the point of coughing up blood, Brian Clark finally completed one of them! He was almost moved to tears with joy!

Logan Carter said kindly, “Not bad, not bad, Yezi, but you need to improve your speed. Hmm, to boost your motivation, it seems necessary to establish a reward and punishment system. From now on, if you don’t complete a subject in a week, then next week you’ll have to survive on organic liquid food only!”

Looking at Mu, who was eyeing him darkly, Brian Clark was utterly helpless. After all, his Wendy couldn’t be used anymore, so he had to rely on Mu to hunt! Beggars can’t be choosers!

To avoid the organic liquid food he had hated since childhood, Brian Clark had no choice but to work desperately to meet the targets Mu set.