Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

Chapter 2586 - 38: Sending a Dream to My Son

Jia Yan didn’t doubt anything, he waved his foot, indicating for Jia Rong to leave."Alright, now I’ll enter the sub-space. The images and messages I send from here should have reached the Orion Arm and the enemy, right? In any case, it’s also a kind of impact on our side’s morale, plus the enemy will indeed engage in the final battle with me here, which is enough."

Jia Yan withdrew into the subspace interior.

Just as Jia Rong felt a bit uncomfortable with everyone watching him, he didn’t feel too well. For Jia Yan, what he liked most was still feeling alone.

So entering the twisted subspace interior for rest was his best choice.

Subspace, an ability acquired from a past opportunity, has now become Jia Yan’s unique skill. Even against a domain-level powerhouse, Jia Yan wonders if they could still kill him once he deeply enters the eighth-degree subspace.

Of course, it’s not easy to enter the eighth-degree subspace. Domain-level existence is too formidable. Let’s not mention they might even kill Jia Yan before entering the eighth-degree subspace; this poses a huge threat to Jia Yan.

Nonetheless, having this subspace ability is ultimately beneficial for Jia Yan. The greatest advantage is moments like now, when he wants some peace and quiet, he can enter the subspace at any time, feeling immensely satisfied.

"Now I need to adjust my combat power; the upcoming battles won’t be easy to handle. The mid-level galactic powerhouse just witnessed the combat power of my avatar. In reality, my true body combat method is quite powerful, utilizing the meteor explosion via Yin-Yang Dao. This explosive power is indeed very formidable, and since the prepared meteorites don’t waste current power, I will utilize them."

"But since the opponent has seen through this combat method, it will be a bit challenging to deal with him in the future. However, there are countless combat methods my true body can utilize. If he truly believes my true body’s only combat ability is this, he will likely be quite surprised in the future."

Jia Yan thought about it and felt he still had a chance. At worst, as he thought earlier, he would choose to escape. The eighth-degree subspace talent is not easily harmed by even a domain lord, could this mid-level galaxy powerhouse possibly harm it?

Understanding the crucial points, Jia Yan completely settled down.

He recuperated from the long journey’s fatigue while contemplating the location for his final battle with the opponent.

He planned to employ old tricks again, and after selecting the right place, he began setting some traps there.

Although the enemy is likely prepared for his traps, Jia Yan still deemed it necessary. Moreover, even if the opponent has precautions, they may clear or notice traps in shallow space, but what about more profound ones?

The previous ’assassin’ brought numerous gadgets to detect the shallow subspace, yet Jia Yan set many contingencies slightly deeper inside the subspace, causing him at the peak of stellar power to defeat the assassin, achieving the feat of defeating a super terrifying genius of galaxy level.

This time, even though the enemy comprises galaxy-level powerhouses and includes a mid-level existence, Jia Yan noted that their technological capabilities aren’t much stronger than the assassin. Hence, they may have devices to probe subspace, but definitely not in abundance.

Thus, Jia Yan determined to still lay traps slightly deeper this time.

If successful, Jia Yan imagined it would be quite interesting to provide these galaxy-level beings a ’surprise’.

"Alright, since I’m arranging the main battlefield, I need to think of a place where they will also be willing to engage. This place certainly won’t be on our side; it must be on the central line, and the enemy should have some convenience too. With all these conditions, there aren’t many places left to choose from."

Jia Yan kept pondering the details, swiftly analyzing where he should set traps.

Several critical points were vetoed one by one by Jia Yan, as he had to consider whether the enemy would foolishly be ensnared.

While conceptualizing the setup, he figured out many crucial points, feeling exuberant at times, believing he had already won.

However, imagining is one thing; whether the enemy will take the bait or if the war could proceed smoothly is another matter entirely.

According to Jia Yan’s thoughts, this war wouldn’t be easy because among the enemies, there is someone whom Jia Yan still doesn’t know the limit of combat power of, a mid-level galaxy existence.

Even if this mid-level galaxy existence seems to Jia Yan like someone barely reaching mid-level galaxy power, mid-level galaxy is still mid-level galaxy. For Jia Yan, who is at the early stage of galaxy, it remains a formidable mountain to surpass.

"Alright, having figured out so many details, let’s wait a few days to see the enemy’s response. If they don’t act according to my plan, we need to change plans quickly."

Jia Yan, in the subspace interior, instantly quieted down.

The massive, incomparable Giant Mosquito, like a prehistoric devil, lurks in the subspace interior, ready to strike.

Once calmed down, the Big Mosquito appeared quite peaceful, completely motionless, its giant mosquito eyes sparkling with certain reflections yet showing no sign of actual thought.

At Jia Yan’s level, he is already able to not overthink unnecessary matters.

However, this time, because he had saved Jia Rong, who is nominally his son, and after merging with Samo Ling, Jia Yan suddenly felt much closer to this son, like he had given birth to his own child.

At the same time, he felt a bit guilty towards his son, desiring to provide him more benefits.

"Fine, I’ll give him some advantages. Besides, he truly is my son, and for me now, I’ve let go of certain things."

Jia Yan indeed didn’t have feelings towards Jia Rong like a real father treating his son.

So now, feeling the need to make up for Jia Rong, he stealthily arrived at the subspace of the external fleet.

From inside the subspace, watching Jia Rong in the office, frowning and pondering the direction of the war, Jia Yan couldn’t help but sigh.

This son really isn’t bad, sufficiently excellent. If he were born a normal being, he may have gained no small reputation through military achievements or other methods, right?

However, being confined to the identity of Jia Yan’s offspring, he becomes the ’strong second generation’ in everyone’s mind. Without such a father, they assume he couldn’t have acquired his current status and position, and such remarks probably accompanied him all the way.

But no one knows that this seemingly smooth-life strong second generation is privately such a hard-working person; it might be unbelievable for others, right?

Poof!

While Jia Rong was pondering something, he suddenly felt dizzy.

"I want to sleep? Impossible, I’m an honorable-level strong one, even if I never sleep, it won’t have much impact. Why do I suddenly feel sleepy? Could it be exhaustion to such a degree?"

Jia Rong strangely held his head and then crawled onto the bed and slept.

Before long, he had a dream.