novelraw Chapter 485 - 477: Semifinals 7
Chapter 485 - 477: Semifinals 7
The banquet hall on the third floor of the building was booked, with photos of Turbo placed everywhere.
There was also the theme of the 18th birthday.
Everywhere were well-dressed guests in suits and gowns, with champagne and fine wines, and a live band playing.
It was a scene of clinking glasses, bustling with prosperity and excitement.
As Turbo entered, the spotlight shone on her.
The woman proudly led Turbo onto the stage, taking the microphone from the staff nearby and began to speak.
Turbo seemed to know what her mother was going to say, and the smile on her face began to falter.
The woman smiled and said, "First, I would like to thank everyone for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend my daughter’s birthday party. As you all know, this is the daughter whom I took 17 years to find. Today is her eighteenth birthday."
"The reason I was able to find my daughter is due to her excellence. Even without family support, even though she was trafficked to a remote minor planet, my daughter did not give up on herself. She excelled academically from a young age, skipped grades, and graduated from the top academy at the age of 14, becoming the youngest PhD in the history of the Federation Planet."
"To study, she gave up many things, didn’t socialize much, and didn’t entertain herself much, immersing herself in academic research from a young age. We were able to find her because of her published academic articles."
"Thanks to God for allowing us to find her before she turned eighteen, giving us the opportunity to hold a coming-of-age birthday party for her. So, I’m very grateful that you took the time to come today. Also, I have a surprise for her."
Turbo stood quietly beside, holding a champagne glass.
Although she hadn’t had much exposure to such occasions, her inherent pride and years of academic influence made her not at all stage-frightened.
In fact, her calm composure and determined eyes quickly made her the center of attention.
After all, with a perfect appearance and serene demeanor, it’s hard not to fondly appreciate her.
Turbo’s mother had someone bring up a cart filled with presents.
Turbo looked at her mother: "What’s this?"
The woman looked at her with a smile, her eyes full of warmth: "These are the birthday gifts I’ve prepared for you, one for each year, but I never got a chance to give them to you. Today is perfect for your eighteenth birthday as an adult, so I’m giving them all to you. Darling, Mom truly loves you."
"Thank you for your love," Turbo nodded, somewhat stiff, not knowing what to say, so she mechanically replied, "I’m very happy."
Even when she gave a speech at a public hall at 16, she didn’t feel stiff or nervous like this, but facing her mother’s love, she couldn’t help but feel tense.
Many people present knew about her. Turbo’s speech at 16 had been a sensational event back then.
As a result, many couldn’t help but let out friendly laughter, encouraging her to boldly respond to her mother’s love.
Turbo cleared her throat, then hugged her mother beside her: "Thank you for always thinking of me all these years, letting me know I’ve always been loved."
The mother hugged her back tightly, her eyes turning red.
Josh looked at the two people on stage, pursing his lips. The Turbo standing on stage now was much different from the one he knew before.
On stage, the woman held Turbo and suddenly smiled playfully, "Today, Mom has the biggest surprise for you."
Turbo: "What surprise?"
She really couldn’t handle her mother’s enthusiasm anymore.
The woman waved her hand.
All the lights suddenly went out, and a spotlight focused on the door.
A man in a black suit slowly turned, holding flowers in his arms.
Turbo’s pupils suddenly contracted, looking at the person in disbelief.
The man had a smile on his face, walking step by step towards Turbo.
Turbo’s eyes turned red, tears fell: "How could you..."
The man gave her a hearty smile: "I didn’t die, silly."
Turbo: "But you..."
The man explained with a smile: "I survived that great fire, but my hands and feet were crushed. It took me half a year to recover. I’m sorry for the harsh words I said to you back then. I thought in that fire, only one of us could survive, and I didn’t want your time to be stopped for me or for you to be trapped in my world. But now, I regret it..."
Turbo couldn’t hold back her tears and started to cry: "You..."
Her body trembled, almost unable to say a word.
The man gripped the flowers tightly in his hand, looking at her, his eyes reddening too: "Darling, I’m living anew now and capable of self-reliance. My hands and feet are intact, will you... would you still be willing to be with me?"
Turbo suddenly jumped off the stage, rushed into his arms, and hugged his neck tightly, her face full of the joy of a lost-and-found reunion.
The room erupted into enthusiastic applause, everyone cheering for the reconciliation of the two.
The man was her mentor, as well as the one who adopted her.
He supported Turbo’s education, taught her, guided her experiments, and projects; the man and she shared a mentor-friend relationship.
Without the man, Turbo wouldn’t have reached her current heights.
But initially, when their relationship became public, it met with overwhelming online opposition.
Not just because Turbo was still young and full of potential, but also because the man was over 20 years her senior and just an ordinary person with a lifespan of about 100 years at most.
Turbo was a C-level Spiritual Power User, her lifespan extended beyond that; there seemed to be no future for them together.
Everyone thought the man would surely hold Turbo back.
Even the man himself thought so.
Until a great fire trapped the two, and they happened to be quarreling over outside opinions.
There was only one parachute left in the room.
The man pretended to fight for the parachute to force Turbo to escape and said harsh words to make her leave.
Turbo fought him to survive.
The man, being an ordinary person, couldn’t beat Turbo, and in the end, only Turbo survived.
After this great fire, everyone was moved by the man’s deep affection and eventually chose to bless the two.
The Illusion Realm shifted scenes.
It was after Turbo and the man got married.
The two were arguing in the living room.
Turbo sat on the sofa, her face cold, refusing to look in his direction.
The man took a deep breath, placing an application form on the table: "I don’t understand why you won’t agree to this experiment. Across the interstellar, there are fewer than 100 participants in this study. Do you know what impact participating in this research could have on our academic careers? We might witness the birth of a new project, a new technology! This technology could benefit all noble soldiers, maybe even all Federation soldiers!"
Turbo looked at him angrily: "I said I don’t agree! Honey, we both research information technology, don’t you know how anti-human this technology is? The human brain should not be controlled by technology, that’s the baseline for human survival!"