Chapter 887: Chapter 259: Favorability
When he saw that Brother Shi was heading toward the core section of the Space Station.
Chen Ming felt a flicker of excitement.
As expected, the probe he made during the day had been the right move.
Finding a Zuo Jing operative hidden among ordinary people, and then using him to dig up more clues about Zuo Jingâthat possibility was now tied to this man.
Brother Shi quickly passed through the area where the isolation membrane was, and entered the interior of the Space Station.
Chen Ming immediately controlled a portion of the metallic liquid under Brother Shiâs soles, letting it separate and seep down beneath the floor.
His Spiritual Energy could remotely control the metallic liquid, and he could even remotely increase its volume; filling the entire Space Stationâs interior with it wouldnât be an issue.
But he wasnât going to add too much right now.
Because whenever he used his Spiritual Energyâspecifically, when he was manufacturing metallic liquidâthere would still be a trace amount of Spiritual Energy Fluctuation released.
Even though those Spiritual Energy Fluctuations wouldnât linger, if there were any Psychic nearby, or any device that monitored Spiritual Energy Fluctuations, there was still a chance heâd be detected.
Since Zuo Jing had laid down Silent Alloy on the Space Station, there was no way this place didnât have anything related to Spiritual Energy.
Doing Spiritual Energyârelated experiments without a Psychic nearby to oversee things would be a surefire way to get yourself killed.
Chen Ming knew Zuo Jing had a taste for courting death, but they shouldnât be reckless enough to skip a safety net when handling something this big.
So there absolutely had to be at least one Psychic originally stationed on this Space Station, very likely sitting in the very core of the Station all this time.
As for devices that monitored Spiritual Energy Fluctuations, he couldnât be certain, but their presence was highly probable too.
So even in this outer region where he currently wasâan area he could fully control with his own handsâhe still didnât dare manipulate the metallic liquid too aggressively.
Because he likewise couldnât guarantee there were no Psychics lurking in the outer layers of the Station.
This eco-observation Space Station, which had close ties to Zuo Jing, had brought in a department minister from the government; it was obvious they were going to make a major move in the near future.
Under those circumstances, bringing in a Psychic to ensure everything went smoothly would be the most normal arrangement in the world.
Maybe he was overthinking it, but Chen Ming was used to that.
Unless he was truly forced into a situation that demanded an immediate reaction, he would always go with the stable approach.
With the Psychicsâ exact positions on the Space Station unknown, rashly expanding the coverage area of the metallic liquid was just asking for trouble.
So even now, in this slightly more inward layer of the Station, Chen Ming was extremely cautious when using the metallic liquid. He deliberately limited the amount, keeping it within a range where he could completely suppress any Spiritual Energy Fluctuations.
Of course, if he could locate some critical site on the Space Stationâlike the database, or the security system hub.
Then he could directly use that small amount of metallic liquid to seize control of the Stationâs internal permissions on both the physical and technical levels.
As long as he could control the entire Space Station, heâd have many ways to infiltrate the Stationâs interior and obtain information on Zuo Jing without exposing his own Spiritual Energy, and he wouldnât have to tiptoe around like he was now.
With that in mind, after guiding the metallic liquid through Brother Shi as he passed the outer isolation membrane, Chen Ming continued using it to probe deeper inside.
However, very soon.
Chen Ming discovered that his metallic liquid could still only move within a certain bounded area.
Because on the path from this area toward the deeper interior of the Space Station, there was yet another Silent Alloy barrier.
Even the Stationâs interior had been divided into more sections by these Silent Alloys and modified structures.
This left Chen Ming both uncomfortable and puzzled.
Uncomfortable because, if he wanted to go further in, heâd have to break through even more protective membranes.
And puzzled because, it was perfectly reasonable for Zuo Jing to isolate the exterior, but what was the point of isolating the interior layers from each other?
Silent Alloy, as a Spiritual Energyârelated material, was far from cheap; using it to make those metal membranes with internal sensing circuits was even more extravagant. To use such a massive amount across the entire Space Station...
Chen Ming suddenly had a bad feeling.
Could it be that this Space Station was doing some dangerous research involving Spiritual Energy inside, and that was why theyâd set up all these isolation layers?
Fortunately, for now he hadnât sensed any danger. Even if there really was some hazardous research going on inside, he would still have time to stop it... or run.
It was just that, for the moment, Brother Shi had only gone one layer further inside.
And based on the size of this layer and the outermost layer, compared against the overall scale of the Space Station.
Chen Ming estimated that the whole Station might be divided into four or five rings. If all these different sections were isolated from each other with Silent Alloy, then going deeper really would be quite troublesome.
At least for now, he had successfully used the metallic liquid to breach the outer isolation membrane and surveillance, and get into the interior of the Space Station.
In fact, it seemed he could have used other people as carriers to hide the metallic liquid as well.
But before this, Chen Ming hadnât been sure which people had access to the Stationâs interior.
The ones he had confirmed either, like that deputy supervisor who had come to brief Uncle Mao earlier, were temporarily out of his reachâdisappearing into the Stationâs outer zone and never seen again.
Or, like Ye Lirong, were under the eyes of countless people, making it hard for him to do anything to them.
So being able to find such a suitable target right at his side counted as him getting lucky.