11: Chapter 11 Galaxy Bat Girl….Hero!
11: Chapter 11 Galaxy Bat Girl….Hero!
“Then let’s go!” Little Stelle became excited, full of anticipation for the Astral Express.
“Little March, you take her back first,” Eve suddenly said.
“Huh?
What’s wrong, Sister Eve?” March 7th asked, puzzled.
“Are you abandoning your newly recognized daughter?” “What are you talking about?” Eve flicked March 7th’s forehead again.
“It’s Alan from the Defense Department; he lost contact nearby.
I need to bring him back too,” Eve explained.
“Oh, oh, I see,” March 7th nodded.
“Alright then, she’s in my hands!” March 7th patted her chest.
Eve immediately smiled dotingly, “Good, she’s in your care.” “Also, we need to find something for her to defend herself with,” March 7th suddenly remembered.
“How about a White Branch Pistol?” A pistol with white patterns materialized in Eve’s hand.
“How about it?
Can you shoot?” Eve asked Little Stelle dotingly.
Her goddaughter definitely deserved the best!
The energy of a single bullet, while not enough to blast through the entire Space Station, could certainly penetrate a single section.
“Shoot…” Little Stelle scratched her head, a blank look in her eyes.
Eve immediately covered her face, “Forget it…” She really shouldn’t have had any expectations for this clumsy, grey-haired daughter.
“Then how about taking that?” March 7th’s voice suddenly came.
Eve and Little Stelle both looked over.
They saw a baseball bat with black and yellow patterns on a display stand nearby.
“Bat…” Little Stelle suddenly remembered something and quickly went to pick up the bat.
She swung the bat to test it and found it quite handy, even able to perform some fancy tricks.
A subtle power emanated from it.
“This…
could it be the legendary talent?!” March 7th was instantly stunned.
Eve thought for a moment and said, “Hmm…
a girl swinging a bat in the galaxy, let’s call her…” March 7th suddenly interjected, “Galaxy Bat Girl would be great!” Eve:…”It’s Galactic Baseballer!” Eve corrected.
“Is that so?
But I still think Bat Girl sounds better…” March 7th mumbled.
Looking at March 7th’s ability to come up with nicknames, Eve suddenly saw Paimon’s shadow in her.
Paimon always gave people ugly nicknames, but it seemed in the end, her own nicknames were the most numerous.
Sigh, she suddenly missed the Emergency Food and Lumine.
She wondered how they were doing now, and if Lumine was still traveling…
Eve shook her head, regaining her confidence.
She would definitely find a way back.
At this moment, Little Stelle walked over, weighing the bat in her hand, “This bat feels quite good to use.” “Yeah, yeah, it has to be, Galactic Baseballer,” March 7th said, giving a thumbs up.
“Galactic Baseballer?” Little Stelle asked curiously.
“That’s the new name Sister Eve gave you.
Isn’t it chuunibyou?!” March 7th whispered mysteriously, behind Eve’s back.
“Cough, cough, cough…” Eve immediately coughed tactically.
Little Stelle’s eyes instantly lit up.
“Really!
This nickname sounds pretty cool!” “From now on, I’m Galactic Baseballer!” Little Stelle said, eager to try it out.
“This…” March 7th and Eve looked at Little Stelle simultaneously, a worried expression on their faces.
Sigh, this child couldn’t have really short-circuited her brain, could she?
“Alright, I need to go find Alan now,” Eve said.
“He’s probably still in a pile of Void Rangers alone, it’s very dangerous right now.” With that, Eve’s figure vanished from the spot.
“So fast!” Little Stelle exclaimed.
“Yeah, Sister Eve is always like that, flashing back and forth.
I wonder if all that flashing makes her feel nauseous…” March 7th complained after some thought.
“Now it’s just the two of us.
Let’s go, I’ll take you back to the Main Control Section.” “Okay.” Little Stelle put away the bat and nodded.
The two immediately left the collection room, preparing to head to the elevator in the containment section.
As they walked, March 7th suddenly asked, “Oh, by the way, Little Stelle, now that I think about it, you’re not wearing a Space Station uniform.
Are you really from here?” “I don’t remember.” Little Stelle shook her head.
March 7th spread her hands helplessly, “Did you lose your memory?
Looks like you’re still a bit injured.” “Forget it, I won’t ask anymore.” “Then did those Stellaron Hunters do anything to you?” March 7th continued to ask.
Little Stelle shook her head, “They seemed to say something to me, but they didn’t hurt me.” “What did they say?” “I don’t really remember.
It seemed like they meant I was free…” Little Stelle scratched her head.
“Huh?” March 7th looked bewildered.
It seemed this person’s brain was really damaged.
“Alright, we’ve reached the elevator room.” March 7th stopped.
Before them was an enormous space elevator.
Little Stelle looked at the elevator, her eyes full of curiosity.
March 7th immediately started operating the control panel, but after a moment, a worried expression appeared on her face.
“Is something wrong?” Little Stelle asked anxiously.
“Sigh…” March 7th sighed.
“I knew it, it’s unusable.” “Whenever the protagonist group goes somewhere, things break, increasing the difficulty of the dungeon for them,” March 7th said, spreading her hands.
“So, we’re the protagonists?” Little stars sparkled in Little Stelle’s eyes.
March 7th immediately put her hands on her hips, “Hehe, of course…” “Of course, I’m the protagonist,” Eve’s voice suddenly rang out.
“Wow!” March 7th was startled.
Eve had appeared behind them at some point, and beside her, a person with dark, glazed skin floated.
“How are you here?
How are you faster than us?” March 7th asked in shock.
“You’re too slow, March 7th, protagonist,” Eve said subtly.
“I’ve already rescued him.” She pointed to Alan, who was floating in the air.
Alan looked up at this moment and said weakly, “Uh…
that, can you put me down?
I can walk myself…” “No, your leg is injured,” Eve said gently.
March 7th suddenly remembered something and immediately asked expectantly, “Oh, right, right, all-knowing and wise Sister Eve, can you fix this elevator?” “Wise…” Little Stelle looked at Eve, muttering to herself.
So her mom had this name too…
felt so powerful!
“Hmm, good question.” Eve carefully examined the elevator, then said, “No.” “Ah…
weren’t you called the God of Wisdom?” March 7th said regretfully.
“No tools,” Eve shrugged, helplessly.
“And this elevator doesn’t seem broken; it just needs authorization to start.” “I could hack into the system and open up the authorization here, but if I did that, the entire Space Station’s system would crash.” “This…” March 7th hesitated.
“Oh, right, isn’t this young man from the Space Station?
He should know how to start the elevator!” March 7th looked at Alan, her eyes fixed on him.
Alan suddenly felt a chill from her gaze.
“I, I do know, but first, I need to know who you are?” …