Chapter 980: Chapter 282: Host_3 - Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station

Besides, he had indeed done a few things that crossed the line. For example, when he helped An Wuping get a new identity, he did in fact take control of some equipment from a Star District Government and a Star System Government Department. But nobody knew about An Wuping, and if nobody knew, then it was as if it had never happened. At least when Chen Ming was acting under his own name, he would absolutely never do anything beyond the limit. The President sent back a reply that put Chen Ming at ease: "I know, so I already explained this to the people who filed complaints against you." "Whether it’s at the Empire level or our Association’s level, there are regulations restricting Psychics." "Those people might have genuinely meant well when they first complained about you, but the ones who keep bringing it up even after the explanation are most likely harboring ulterior motives. Those are the ones we’ll pay extra attention to first, so don’t worry." "Good." Chen Ming relaxed a little. Although he didn’t care about those complaints, it would be bad if someone used this kind of thing to obstruct his actions in the Cai Mo Star Realm. "Then I want to ask about the situation in the neighboring Red Ink Star Realm. It doesn’t seem to be written in the documents." The President didn’t quite understand what Chen Ming meant, and asked, "There was nothing to write because nothing much happened. Why are you asking about this?" "I heard the boss went over there, so I’m curious." "Oh." The President thought for a moment and said, "There shouldn’t be any major issues in Red Ink. If we have to name one, then it’s that the head of the Cai Mo Star Realm, their Star Realm Governor, is temporarily here in Red Ink, being protected by the Fifth Legion to avoid suspicion." "Where?" "Hard to say. It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s that I don’t know either." "The situation in the Cai Mo Star Realm is far too chaotic. Zuo Jing’s Mind Control Psychics have caused us a lot of trouble. Many people who shouldn’t be with Zuo Jing have turned into Zuo Jing." "For an important figure like the Star Realm Governor, his safety is absolutely the top priority, whether or not there’s anything wrong with him." "The Star Realm Governor was also willing to avoid suspicion of his own accord, choosing to leave temporarily and hand over command authority entirely to the Fifth Legion and our Association to handle. There’s no way we’d treat the Star Realm Governor as an enemy, right?" Chen Ming was a bit surprised when he heard this: "He just gave up his power like that?" "At least there’s the Empire’s guarantee. For someone in government, doing this is actually the most dignified and stable way of handling things. Nothing more to say." "Alright, then I don’t have anything else to ask." "Okay, I’ll keep giving you real-time updates on possible Star Systems where Zuo Jing might be. If there’s any discovery, remember to inform me." The communication ended. Chen Ming put away his terminal. At this time, An Wuping, who was in the Red Ink Star Realm, also stopped leaning by the window spacing out. He picked up his new Identity Card, did a bit of disguise, and left the hotel. Two days later. The President’s side still hadn’t completely pinpointed Zuo Jing’s location. However, the rough area where Zuo Jing might be had already been reduced by nearly half over these two days. Presumably, it wouldn’t take long to lock Zuo Jing down completely. Meanwhile, An Wuping in Red Ink was still waiting for Thousand Faces to give him a clear time to enter Cai Mo. Yet Chen Ming didn’t wait for Thousand Faces; instead, he received a piece of news he really didn’t want to hear, coming from his subordinate Dusk. In one of the Star Systems that the Fifth Legion had sent over as a possible destination for Zuo Jing, Chen Ming’s Dusk Fleet was blocked by a local Patrol Team and not allowed to enter the Star System to investigate. What he had just told the President he was worried about two days ago had now appeared right in front of him. Although there had already been people working against him in secret before—like refusing to resupply his fleet and other such petty tricks—those had all been forcibly dealt with by the President. He hadn’t expected that someone would go so far as to block a fleet outright. After receiving Dusk’s report, Chen Ming couldn’t be bothered to waste words on these people—whoever they were, whether they had something wrong in the head or had been brainwashed by Zuo Jing—and directly called the President. After listening carefully to Chen Ming’s words, the President immediately said, "This isn’t urgent." "Since you called, there’s something I just happened to need to tell you." "Red Ink-12, the one next to Cai Mo, has also shown a 100% distortion rate." Chen Ming froze for a moment, then immediately understood what this Red Ink-12 meant: "Zuo Jing’s people got out?" "Most likely not, because after Red Ink-12 showed 100%, the next piece of information about a 100% distortion rate is still inside Cai Mo. They’re still moving deeper into Cai Mo." "We can now also confirm four possible Star Systems." "Which four?" "Lucy Star System, Kexi Star System, Jinxi Star System, Nanxi Star System. People have already gone over to investigate, and your fleet should also make a trip." "Got it." After finishing his explanation of the current situation, the President said, "So it doesn’t matter who’s blocking you over there, because we’ve already entered the next round. Just leave; there’s no need to investigate where your fleet is now." "True, but the ones blocking me still need to be investigated. Their actions are problematic." "That’ll definitely be done, don’t worry." "Alright, I’ll give the order directly then." "Good, that’s that." They hung up. Chen Ming immediately ordered his subordinate Dusk to abandon the investigation of the current Star System and head for the next location instead. At the same time, suspicion began to creep into his mind. The reason lay in that sentence from the President. Red Ink-12 had also shown a 100% distortion rate. This proved that the Psychic from Zuo Jing had been there. And the first suspect that popped into Chen Ming’s mind, of course, was that cloaked man in the basement of Zuo Jing’s stronghold.