Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station

Resolving the troubles in his mind, Chen Ming found it increasingly effortless to control the Insect Queen’s spiritual energy and An Wuping’s body.

At this moment.

The fury within him reached its peak.

This time it wasn’t a facade, but a genuine eruption of the resentment accumulated from his previous thoughts.

The brilliant colors of the Plasma Spear had gradually turned into a pure white at the pinnacle of energy concentration, gradually covered by the Insect Race’s cuticle encasing the spear, allowing it to be held more firmly.

As the spear was hurled from Chen Ming’s hand.

The carapace covering the plasma shattered due to the unbearable terrifying acceleration, once again revealing the plasma’s glow.

A lightning bolt streaked across the star system.

The third cruiser from Zuo Jing, along with its shield, was penetrated from end to end by this lightning.

At the moment the lightning pierced through the rear of the cruiser, it vanished.

The colors signifying death completely enveloped the ship.

Within seconds, it was obliterated in the blaze of light.

Seeing this scene, the frustration in Chen Ming’s heart vanished.

Adjusting his position, he headed towards the debris-laden vicinity of the already destroyed Space Station via a biomass thruster.

The Space Station had been destroyed, fragmented, and Chen Ming landed on the largest piece of its wreckage.

Rummaging through it, he found the area where the escape pods were centrally located, trying to find any survivors.

Of course, he knew that no one could survive the destruction of the entire Space Station.

He was merely putting on a show, waiting for someone.

Soon enough, the person Chen Ming was waiting for appeared.

Thousand Faces, dressed in a protective suit, floated out of the shadows of the Space Station wreckage.

His face, beneath the visor of the protective suit, looked slightly grim.

Because he had realized that the high-strength Heart-Gathering Spirit Pearl, which he had spent much effort to create and just crushed, seemed not to have had the desired effect.

The An Wuping before him showed no signs of a breached mental vulnerability, only the wrath triggered by his frenzy.

Was it possible that the frenzy had somehow protected the mental vulnerability from disruption?

Thousand Faces wasn’t sure, but he didn’t show it.

He casually tossed Chen Ming a terminal with a voice-to-text conversion program running on it.

Chen Ming took it. Although his mind was incredibly calm, he continued to control An Wuping’s body to exude a surge of murderous intent.

The spiritual power meant only for himself was now wildly overflowing, even dispersing the seeds Zuo Jing had left in the brain inside his backpack.

Moreover, Chen Ming felt that a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation from the Mind Control Psychic on him was thoroughly eradicated.

When Chen Ming sensed the spiritual energy fluctuation within his consciousness, he paused momentarily.

He hadn’t realized that his consciousness had been influenced by this peculiar spiritual energy with the effect of bewitching minds.

Though not overtly noticeable, the impact was subliminal.

But it seemed that this influence was what led him into confusion earlier.

This spiritual energy found the weaker spots of his mind, amplifying his mental vulnerabilities.

Thus, the normally civilian-friendly Chen Ming experienced a mental breach due to the death of civilians.

Chen Ming thought that his previous thoughts were genuinely his own...

No, they probably were indeed his thoughts to some extent.

Because under normal circumstances, while Chen Ming wouldn’t feel excessively guilty over the deaths of numerous civilians, he would still be somewhat affected, albeit not to such an intense degree.

His previous reactions were purely amplified by his mental vulnerabilities.

The downfall of a great structure begins with tiny cracks, and any minor issue can lead to disaster at critical times.

But now it no longer mattered.

After Bai Quan’s guidance, Chen Ming would no longer be constrained by any universal ethical or moral standards in matters affecting the entire Empire, only focusing on achieving his goals.

His spirit was even more resolute after this attack on his mental vulnerabilities.

At this moment, Thousand Faces stood before Chen Ming, and he, too, could sense Chen Ming dispersing the seeds in his brain with the surge of spiritual energy.

However, whether the seed’s mark persisted no longer affected anything.

Thousand Faces extended his left hand, missing a little finger, and pointed at the already collapsed Space Station at his feet, saying, ”We’ve accepted your peace offering.”

”Very soon, news of the events on the Space Station will be laid out on the local government’s meeting table.”

”But no one will know that our people were on the Space Station, nor will anyone know that your actions were actually in their interest.”

”We will help you build a name; you will be seen as a madman indiscriminately slaughtering because of frenzy.”

”Getting angry won’t change anything now; conflicts between Psychics don’t matter.”

”But once it involves civilians, especially slaughtering them, who knows if the Empire will still see you as a Psychic.”

”Inevitably, you will end up on the Empire’s blacklist, and you won’t be able to operate freely in the Prosperous Star Realm.”

”Even with your mental state barely restored to normal, then what? What if the frenzy worsens? What will you do next? Don’t think you can easily locate our domain within the Empire.”