Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station

Zuo Jing is not him; without his ability, they definitely wouldn’t know that when two dimensional infection survivors meet, it reveals the Empire’s position to another dimension.

So the good thing about this information is:

Zuo Jing doesn’t know this; they won’t actively use it to threaten the Empire for profit. They’ll only use the infection’s spread and aftereffects to cause trouble.

But the bad thing is, if they truly don’t know, they might directly have someone experienced with dimensional infection handle this.

This means letting a dimensional infection survivor experience it again, enabling them to provide more information to another dimensional existence than just one coordinate.

Sometimes fools can be more detestable than pure villains.

Villains have a purpose in their actions, but fools act without logic.

If any fool gets hold of something they shouldn’t, the consequences would be absolutely unacceptable.

Zuo Jing happens to occupy both the bad and foolish points.

The bad ones are the Zuo Jing higher-ups, the fools are the cult-believing Zuo Jing lower-levels.

If someone truly triggers the condition for dimensional infection survivors to meet.

Then the Empire will face not just an exacerbation of the newborn deformity wave.

Because the meeting of dimensional infection survivors undoubtedly proves to another dimension’s existence that a large species exists here.

The Empire will have a huge problem to deal with.

It needs to happen quickly.

Even if Zuo Jing continues doing these things elsewhere, Chen Ming at least can’t let his dimensional infection survivor An Wuping’s body meet with the people Zuo Jing might send to handle Space Station follow-up matters.

He can’t guarantee who Zuo Jing would arrange to deal with matters here.

Chen Ming immediately packed all the data in the database.

Lastly, he glanced at the part he was interested in: the data from Zuo Jing’s ongoing ground experiments.

However, this data was similar to what he just investigated at the outer edges of the underground lab.

It’s a project named Spirit Beast Plan, manufacturing spirit beasts that cause deformities that people find mentally appealing.

There wasn’t any more detailed content; further understanding required going to the lab.

Taking advantage of the leftover time before the spiritual energy fluctuations from the dimensional infection fully dissipated, Chen Ming thought and turned back to the fork he hadn’t taken earlier; he hadn’t gone to the other side, the living quarters.

Although there might be no living people nearby, what if?

Confirming this wouldn’t hurt.

When Chen Ming arrived at the living quarters, aside from seeing many mutated stomach monster corpses lying near dormitories that were noticeably better than the Space Station’s outer layer, he saw nothing else.

The source of the dimensional infection was dead, so these derived dimensionally infected entities couldn’t survive naturally.

After some searching, Chen Ming found Ye Lirong’s room.

Here, too, there were only a few corpses with torn abdomens collapsed on the ground.

One corpse was in a suit, looking somewhat familiar.

Chen Ming lightly kicked it, saw that face twisted in fear, and didn’t bother with it further.

He continued waiting in the experimental center for about ten minutes.

Until the spiritual energy fluctuations from the dimensional infection completely dissipated.

This dimensional infection event ended here.

Chen Ming got up from the chair he had randomly found, briefly sorted out his clothes that hadn’t been intentionally repaired and were slightly torn from his recent high-speed movements.

He turned, heading back to the route he initially came by.

With the dimensional infection handled, Zuo Jing also needed dealing with.

He re-entered the convoluted, complexly structured isolation layer.

As he approached the outer area of the isolation layer, Chen Ming didn’t hear any expected sounds, as if Zuo Jing had no intention of entering the experimental center.

He had separated the Space Station’s outer layer, so Zuo Jing was definitely aware of what happened inside, but had other plans.

Until Chen Ming reached the closed door between the isolation layer and the core personnel layer.

Only then did he hear some noise outside.

Via surveillance at the entrance that Zuo Jing hadn’t shut yet.

Most of the Space Station’s armed forces were gathered here, Zuo Jing choosing to guard the doors leading out from the isolation layer, seemingly waiting for something.

Chen Ming guessed they were waiting for reinforcements from their higher-ups.

However, if Chen Ming guessed correctly, the first thing that reinforcer Psychic would do after their arrival would likely be opening the isolation layer to release the dimensional infection.

Of course, that was no longer possible, as the source of the dimensional infection had died, condensed into Spiritual Energy Origin and taken by Chen Ming.

Standing before the door, Chen Ming had already transformed his appearance back to An Wuping.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his condition to look like he’d been through a severe battle.

Breathing heavily, eyes sharp, murderous intent surging.

Adding in some symptoms of chronic rage disorder.

Then he promptly opened the door between the core personnel area and the isolation area.

In this state, Chen Ming thought he should resemble a mental patient who’d just fought security guards and escaped from an asylum.

But from the expressions of the fully-armed Zuo Jing members standing densely outside the door as it opened, Chen Ming’s appearance seemed effective.