Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station

The person in the black mist was clearly threatening Chen Ming.

But Chen Ming wasn’t going to be intimidated. Without saying a word, he used the maximum amount of power he could unleash in the confined space without causing damage to the surroundings, trying to capture this psychic using the black mist.

However, the black mist moved nimbly within the private room, constantly morphing into illusions, constantly slipping into the shadows in the room.

To Chen Ming’s perception, this user’s manipulation of black mist psychic powers seemed even stronger than the previous one.

In his hands, this psychic power was being used to its fullest potential.

Chen Ming simply couldn’t catch him; he’d need to go all out to have a chance.

It was really hard to do anything in this restricted environment.

Even though Chen Ming didn’t buy into the threat on an operational level, the bustling urban area still limited his actions to some extent.

At least until someone from Zuo Jing took action first, Chen Ming couldn’t unleash power that would threaten the surrounding environment.

Because if he acted first, Zuo Jing would definitely try to frame him and drag him down into Zuo Jing’s camp.

Unless Zuo Jing made the first move, and Chen Ming retaliated.

But Zuo Jing was no fool either.

The psychic within the black mist also understood why Chen Ming was restraining his powers for the moment.

So the black mist continued to dodge without launching any attacks.

Gradually, Chen Ming’s movements stopped, realizing it was purely a waste of time.

Moreover, from the behavior of this black mist, it seemed that Zuo Jing wasn’t here to pick a fight, but rather had something to say to him.

Once Chen Ming stopped moving, the black mist that was just darting around the room suddenly rolled through Chen Ming’s body, and behind him, it coalesced into a human shape.

With a handsome face, the figure turned around and tidied his neat suit, asking Chen Ming, ”Had enough fun?”

Although Chen Ming hadn’t seen this face before, the person’s mannerisms and his voice had already given it away.

This guy was the Glass Bead Spirit Ability User who had run to the planet and got recorded on surveillance when the Black Mist Spirit Ability User was captured; he had just changed faces.

The Glass Bead Spirit Ability User, seeing no response from Chen Ming, asked mockingly, ”Want to try again?”

In the cramped private room, with the hustle and bustle of the city outside, it was indeed difficult for Chen Ming to capture this guy without unleashing his full power.

So he simply gave up the idea of continuing the confrontation under environmental constraints and sat back in his chair, intending to see why Zuo Jing was quicker than the government in approaching him.

However, his bloodshot, crimson eyes continued to glare over the Glass Bead Spirit Ability User’s body, filled with killing intent: ”What do you want?”

The Glass Bead Spirit Ability User didn’t answer Chen Ming’s question, instead gazed into Chen Ming’s eyes and said, ”You must be suffering from the Rage Disease now, right? It’s a condition many psychics suffer from, and physical psychics are more susceptible to it.”

Chen Ming remained silent, not responding, as his aura of rage and killing intent became even more pronounced.

The Glass Bead Spirit Ability User, seeing this, wasn’t angry. In fact, his heart was somewhat pleased.

”Rage Disease brings an overwhelming desire for destruction and slaughter. You must be familiar with the pain caused by these two desires burning within you?”

”You want to release it, but you’re restrained by the Empire’s laws, so you choose a compromise, killing Zuo Jing instead.”

”Only by killing Zuo Jing and criminals can you indulge your urges without being hunted by the Empire.”

”Zuo Jing deserves to die.”

Chen Ming’s words seemed to amuse the Glass Bead Spirit Ability User: ”Even if Zuo Jing deserves to die, it should be the Empire’s laws to judge, not some individuals avenging based on personal desires.”

”You should just admit it; there’s no need to use Zuo Jing as an excuse. Slaughter is just slaughter; you’re obeying your urge for violence.”

”If you were really just aiming to kill Zuo Jing, as a psychic, you could have used efficient methods to kill them quickly, instead of slaughtering them like a beast.”

Chen Ming stared menacingly at the Glass Bead Spirit Ability User who revealed his identity in his words and said, ”Ever thought that I’m letting members of Zuo Jing experience the kind of despair that normal people used as your test subjects faced?”

Yet the Glass Bead Spirit Ability User wasn’t buying into it: ”Your pale excuses can’t beautify your violent behavior. You’re enjoying the feeling of slaughter, you’re a villain at heart.”

”Heh, who would’ve thought that one day someone from Zuo Jing, the top cult under the Empire, could lecture me on morality.”

The Glass Bead Spirit Ability User shook his head and said, ”I’m not here to lecture you; I just wanted to say...”

”Since you’re pursuing such a thrill of slaughter that defies worldly norms, constantly skirting the edges of legal gray areas, with one foot already in the black, why not join us?”

”?”

Previously on the Space Station, indeed, killing Zuo Jing was on Chen Ming’s mind.

But it was also to maintain his persona, while also venting some discontent against Zuo Jing’s operatives.

So when he acted in his insectification state, he was admittedly a bit rough and didn’t leave a complete body, and Chen Ming was okay with being labeled as violent.

But how did this come to be interpreted by Zuo Jing to mean this? And even extending an invitation to join them?