Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station

Chen Ming immediately utilized the Iron Atom he left on the cloaked figure for sensing.

However, unlike the previous clear sensation, this time his perception was very hazy, as if covered with a layer of gauze.

Chen Ming immediately realized the presence of troops, this cloaked figure has problems!

Could he be Zuo Jing’s Mind Control Psychic?

But clearly, when meeting before, Chen Ming didn’t feel anything towards him. Clearly, when encountering dimension infection, his mind would at least have a bit of a stinging sensation.

Yet before, his danger perception had no reaction at all, how could it be him?

Moreover, that cloaked figure came to deliver the Identity Card. Was it really necessary for such an important figure from Zuo Jing to personally deliver it?

Chen Ming didn’t understand.

But the hazy perception doesn’t lie. Chen Ming couldn’t precisely locate him, but through the star map, he could roughly determine the cloaked figure’s current position around the few Star Systems the president just mentioned.

Chen Ming didn’t believe in such coincidences in the world. If so many coincidences come together, then it’s not a coincidence.

But the truth.

He must find this cloaked figure.

Chen Ming once again issued an urgent order to his Dusk, and he himself must also go there in person.

But... entering Cai Mo, with An Wuping’s current identity, there’s no way to get in, he’ll have to rely on Thousand Faces.

So Chen Ming for now can’t do anything else, just continue to wait.

Despite feeling a bit anxious inside, Chen Ming still sat back on the hotel sofa.

But the moment his butt touched the sofa, he suddenly realized something.

If the cloaked figure is indeed Zuo Jing’s Mind Control Psychic.

Then did the Mind Control Psychic’s Spiritual Energy actually get used during their previous contact?

Thousand Faces’ ability to induce his mental vulnerability is definitely drawn from the Mind Control Psychic. Thousand Faces using this Spiritual Energy could definitely bypass his perception to a certain extent. If it were the real one...

Chen Ming felt a bit of worry rising in his heart.

Spiritual Power highly concentrated on himself, searching through his own condition.

Especially the areas in his mind theoretically affected by the Berserk Syndrome.

”Ah...”

Chen Ming exhaled.

There’s good news and bad news.

The bad news is An Wuping’s useless mind indeed has something wrong in it.

And the good news is that he discovered this anomaly.

After confirming this point, Chen Ming directly left the hotel.

He went to the countryside, using his own Spiritual Energy to thoroughly check himself.

Fortunately, this time his consciousness itself didn’t have anything left behind.

After Thousand Faces stirred things up last time, Chen Ming had made ample preemptive protection on his consciousness, this time his consciousness was not affected.

The Mind Control Psychic’s Spiritual Energy is indeed all-pervasive.

Chen Ming felt a deep killing intent in his heart. Such a Psychic, whether infected by dimension or not, as long as he’s still Zuo Jing’s Psychic, he must die.

Just as Chen Ming was heading back towards the city.

Thousand Faces was currently at the local stronghold, and amidst the Black Mist, communicating with others.

Although there was no expression on his face at the moment, the slightly trembling hands still indicated his mindset: ”I’m ready to start anytime here.”

”No rush, wait for people to leave before starting.”

The voice from the terminal seemed to sense Thousand Faces’ emotions and comforted, ”You’ve always said we would win, you must also believe in this point.”

Various bad news that Thousand Faces received these days flashed through his mind.

The Empire apparently discovered their situation, changed its pursuit strategy, really acting as if they could capture them at any moment, it’s hard not to feel tense.

”Isn’t this the biggest stir we’ve created in the past few decades?”

The voice from the terminal was somewhat heavy: ”Yes, this can delay everyone’s actions to some extent, disperse their energies.”

”Even though there might be a stronger backlash later, delaying for a while is better than nothing.”

”We need time to let him master this power.”

Thousand Faces took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, and after taking a puff, said: ”I heard he has a new code name?”

”Yes, Host.”