It's Not Easy to Be a Man After Travelling to the Future

On the other side, Luo Chao and Han Xuya were comforting the shocked Lady Mei. They asked if she wanted to go back and get some rest. Lady Mei’s face was pale but she still shook her head firmly. Soon, she bid farewell to Luo Chao and Han Xuya and went on to continue her mission with the rest of the JMCs.

Ling Lan and Du Mingyi came to the chairman’s table. There were already a few lieutenant colonels and majors sitting on the table. They were also regiment commanders and leaders of the various mecha teams there. When they saw the commanding officer coming towards them with a cold-looking youth, they collectively stood up and welcomed them.

Du Mingyi laughed. “Come, let me introduce to you all. This is the Regiment Commander of 250 Ace Mecha Clan which will be stationed at our Base 013 from now on.”

Ling Lan’s eyes twitched when she heard what Du Mingyi said. She realized that she had an affinity with certain numbers ever since she came into this world. For instance, this base was called Base 013. Her camp was camp 38. Her mecha clan’s name was 250 and Qi Long belonged to the 13th division. Luckily, in this world, these numbers have no special meaning. If not, she would be embarrassed.

As Ling Lan complained in her heart, her expression remained the same. Her face still remained cold. After Du Mingyi introduced her, she nodded at everyone at the table and greeted them.

From the short interaction with Ling Lan, Du Mingyi knew that she was silent and hard to get close to, so she was not someone easy to talk to. Hence, he didn’t get angry at her attitude and asked Ling Lan to sit down beside him. He went to the front seat and asked everyone to sit down.

Li Lanfeng saw this and helped took Ling Lan’s cloak off for her. Ling Lan had no adjutant so such little matters were done by her comrades. Today, Li Lanfeng was on shift.

After Ling Lan sat down, the mecha operators from 250 Ace Mecha Clan also sat down. Du Mingyi noticed this and his eyes twitched. He looked at Ling Lan intently. After a while, he smiled and pointed at the table. He spoke to the lieutenant colonel on his right, “Come, let me introduce the outstanding regiment commanders and leaders of our base. This is the leader of the scout team, Xu Shiming. We are able to escape unscathed many times because Leader Xu and his team constantly providing us with the latest news of the battlefield.”

Xu Shiming was a middle-aged man around 40 years old. His eyes were deep. When he saw Ling Lan looking at him, he just nodded sternly. Ling Lan nodded back too. In the future, 250 Ace Mecha Clan would have to cooperate with these teams, so she needed to understand and get familiar with them first.

“This is the regiment commander of the advance mecha team from Ai’er independent army, Cui Yunxuan.” Du Mingyi introduced all the people at the table. When he came to an empty seat, he coughed. He wanted to ignore this seat but Ling Lan said, “This should be Lieutenant Colonel Song Yiqing’s seat, right?”

Du Mingyi smiled awkwardly. “Lieutenant Colonel Song has a bad temper. However, after he thinks through everything, it’ll be fine. Don’t worry, Regiment Commander Ling. I will explain to Lieutenant Colonel Song and not let any conflicts happen between the two mecha clans.”

Ling Lan glanced at him nonchalantly. “It’s alright. Friendly competition is necessary. Let our subordinates have some fun.”

Du Mingyi’s smile froze. ‘Who does he think Song Yiqing is? When he said subordinates, does it mean that he couldn’t be bothered to handle Song Yiqing himself? If Song Yiqing was here, he would definitely be furious.’ Du Mingyi could imagine the mess Song Yiqing would create if he went berserk. At first, he just wanted to understand 250 Ace Mecha Clan better. Who knew that the situation would turn uncontrollable this quickly? Du Mingyi started to get agitated.

Ling Lan didn’t seem to realize what Du Mingyi was thinking. She looked at the next person, Yan Three, who was looking at her thoughtfully. Ling Lan asked, “This is…”

Ling Lan’s words woke Du Mingyi up. He quickly continued, “This is the hero of our base. Before you came, his mecha team was the one protecting this base. He is the leader of the Evil Wind Mecha Team, Major Yan Three.”

“Oh, so you are the leader of the Evil Wind Mecha Team.” Ling Lan smiled coldly. Du Mingyi and Yan Three’s heart dropped. ‘Is Ling Lan going to settle his grudge against the Evil Wind Mecha Team now?’

“Regiment Commander Ling, I’ve heard of what the Evil Wind Mecha Team did. Some of the members got too arrogant and went a little overboard. Leader Yan had already reprimanded them. Please forgive them.” Du Mingyi protected the Evil Wind Mecha Team. Although they were a bunch of unruly fellows, they still belonged to this base. They were very loyal to this base. This was a trait no other mecha clans in this base had. The other mecha clans were stationed at this base but in times of crisis, no one knew if they could rely on them.

“Based on what you said, the members of the Evil Wind Mecha Team are quite powerful. They just lack in the attitude aspect…” Ling Lan looked at Du Mingyi indifferently. “In that case, I don’t mind letting them into my mecha clan to groom them.”

The entire canteen turned silent. Everyone’s attention was on the chairman’s table. The members of the Evil Wind Mecha Team glared at Ling Lan. If their friends didn’t stop them, they would have gotten up and scolded Ling Lan.

Yan Three gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Lan sharply. He clenched his fists tightly. He was holding himself back because he knew that acting rashly would just make the situation worse. If not, he might have flipped the table already. At that moment, he felt that compared to this calm Regiment Commander Ling, the arrogant and irritating Song Yiqing who had a powerful background was weak, very weak. This was a perfect manifestation of a vicious character. She wanted to destroy the Evil Wind Mecha Team just because he had provoked her subordinates.

“Regiment Commander Ling, you are good at joking.” Du Mingyi forced out a smile.

“Do you think that I’m kidding?” Ling Lan looked at Du Mingyi coldly.

“Regiment Commander Ling, the Evil Wind Mecha Team is our base’s team. It will not join 250 Mecha Clan.” Du Mingyi’s smile disappeared. His tone turned serious. Even if Ling Lan wanted the Evil Wind Mecha Team, he would have to make him agree to it first.

Ling Lan looked at him calmly. “I’m informing you, not asking for your opinion.”