In the control room, Deputy Captain Anthony, originally Eric’s rival, stroked his bearded chin grimly, his eyes darting back and forth. Before him stood two crew mbers who didn’t dare breathe loudly. The control room was filled with an eerie silence. Anthony had no sympathy for Eric’s plight; it was just the feeling of mutual fate in front of Audrey’s sudden and aggressive attack that tipped him off to an extraordinary danger.
Eric, who was always evenly matched with him, was defeated so quickly and suddenly.
The usually domineering Eric didn’t even have the power to resist. Since he could be taken down so cleanly, it put Anthony in the sa dangerous position. After all, Audrey was the Captain of this ship, and if both he and Eric were kicked off the ship, they’d be nothing. On this ship, without power, you have nothing.
Anthony glared viciously at the control panel before him as if it were his enemy. This was the critical mont; if he didn’t act now, and Audrey turned against him, his supporters would likely switch allegiance. If he didn’t want to bow down, he would have to make a bold move now. Eric had lost his authority, being publicly humiliated; no one would follow him anymore. His downfall presented Anthony with an opportunity to challenge Audrey.
Though Audrey typically had little authority, she hadn’t made any significant mistakes either, making it hard for him to find an excuse. Now, she had dealt with Eric harshly over a stowaway fool, offering a chance for Anthony to rally the crew’s anger unanimously against her. If he called for action, the crew’s collective outrage would undoubtedly force Audrey to step down. Once Anthony secured the Captain’s position, the entire ship, including Audrey, would be his!
Thinking about Audrey’s mature yet innocent allure, her devilish curves, envisioning her moaning under him, Anthony could barely contain his exhilaration. Fight! Why not fight? This was a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity.
Just as Anthony made up his mind and lifted his head, he discovered a grinning Fatty standing before him, and his two confidants already knocked out and lying on the floor.
Anthony reacted swiftly, reaching for his gun, but his opponent was too fast. Before he could draw, a massive fist struck his face. The tall and burly Anthony fell to the ground without even a grunt.
In the monts before he lost consciousness, Anthony’s mind was filled with resentnt. Why didn’t this guy play by the rules? He wanted to ask loudly in front of everyone, "Why are you hitting , what gives you the right to hit ?"
Minutes later, Captain Audrey announced that Eric was punished with exile for openly defying orders. Deputy Captain Anthony was also exiled for carrying weapons without permission. Several crew mbers guilty of conspiracy were exiled as well. They were placed in a lifeboat and ejected. In the vast Public Star System, if no ship happened to pass by, these individuals were practically sentenced to death. With Anthony and Eric gone, Audrey swiftly promoted her confidants to fill the vacant positions in various departnts.
The [Apollo] Transport Ship fell into instant silence, with every crew mber obediently staying at their posts. Audrey’s rapid removal of two major powers had completely intimidated all the crew. Only now did everyone realize, a Captain is a Captain; with twenty years under the old captain’s command, how could there not be hidden forces? Her previous patience was rely a strategy to expose these persons. Audrey suddenly seed mysterious and unfathomable to them.
No matter how much the crew discussed below, Audrey quietly sat at her dressing table, lost in thought, replaying Fatty’s words in her mind.
"No matter how cold you look on the outside, those who aren’t afraid of you will remain unafraid. A decisive strike is always the most effective way to solve problems. Hesitation leads to chaos."
"You bunch of smugglers, what’s the point of being so principled? Do you think you’re a judge, needing solid evidence to convict, or do you think you’re a mafia boss, needing a justified reason to fight?"
It still felt like a dream to Audrey, reflecting on the rapid changes within a day. She had to admit that sotis, the simplest solution is the most effective. However, she had no gratitude for Fatty. Whenever she thought of his annoying smiling face, her mind was filled with his patronizing remarks.
"You’re a smart kid, just lack experience, don’t always consider yourself a strong woman."
"Don’t think being icy cold will intimidate everyone. You’re still too inexperienced, anyone can see through you. Yet you keep a stern face all the ti, pretending to be deep, like a middle-aged woman. Does that look good to you?"
"Rember, as a leader, the most important thing is to develop your own confidants, and keep your words to a minimum!"
"Expressions of joy or anger should not be visibly shown, but this doesn’t an you should act cool. Smile, yes, like that, softer."
"Don’t compete with , I’m teaching you a lesson, fists speak the truth. Not convinced? I’ll beat you up, you foul woman!"
"Right, that’s how you earn respect. Understand that the one with the bigger fist makes the rules, got it?"
"Stop crying and fussing over every little thing all day long. When you’re happy, you chirp endlessly, like a silly woman."
"Damn Fatty..." Audrey looked at her slightly flushed face in the mirror, gritting her teeth, thinking, "One day, I’ll show you what looking good truly ans!"
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