Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

Chapter 1426: Chapter 38 Shocking Semi-permanent Star Level! [Subscribe to the official version]

Xi Sila studied Jia Yan’s figure with intense shock flashing in his eyes, then found himself gripped by a creeping sense of dread.

One must understand—the rumors about ”Mo Ke” hadn’t yet spread to the general populace of most factions, but among the figures at the top, many already knew.

This was someone who, despite being merely a Secondary Level strongman, had nearly obliterated a Dark Realm faction. Even now, that Group of Futile Life was trapped in perpetual combat.

Xi Sila cast a wary glance around him, as if trying to see whether there might be a ”black hole” Jia Yan could detonate in this subspace.

As someone endowed with space talent, Xi Sila naturally understood the method Jia Yan had used to transport and detonate a black hole within the Group of Futile Life. Yet, the more he comprehended, the more terrifying Jia Yan’s capabilities seemed to him.

”So it’s this madman! My Liqiao Force must tread carefully not to provoke him. Rumor has it he has a Secondary Level partner whose strength rivals that of an intermediate Semi-permanent Star entity. If things escalate between us, not only might I fail to capture him here, but my entire faction could face retaliation from him and that partner.”

”What’s even scarier is the possibility that he could create another one of those black holes to detonate on the Liqiao Main Star...”

At this thought, Xi Sila trembled, his tension mounting as he scanned his surroundings again in panic, fearing the infamous madman ”Mo Ke” might be reckless enough to create a black hole here and drag them both into mutual destruction.

Jia Yan had originally been prepared to concede, but he froze upon noticing the other’s reaction. Piecing together Xi Sila’s earlier stunned remarks about ”Mo Ke’s” identity, Jia Yan quickly deduced the situation with near-perfect accuracy.

”Ah, so that’s it—he’s terrified by the way this fake identity of mine, Mo Ke, operates.”

Delighted at the realization, Jia Yan abandoned any intentions of showing submission altogether.

”Mr. Xi Sila, didn’t you mention earlier that you’d use some treasure to exchange with me? Let’s hear the offer now.”

Jia Yan’s Compound Eyes glinted with a peculiar light, and instead of retreating, he boldly flew forward a short distance.

Granted, the distance was negligible—barely one or two meters—but the symbolic weight of the gesture was immense. It effectively conveyed Jia Yan’s fearless attitude toward his counterpart.

”This.”

Though Xi Sila might have suspected Jia Yan of feigning strength, he did not dare to show even a trace of disdain.

After all, this was the same ”madman” Mo Ke whom the leaders of several major factions whispered about. A madman with formidable might, abundant tricks, and an array of powers well-documented in rumors. Xi Sila couldn’t even confidently predict whether he could defeat Jia Yan outright—and worse, the potential repercussions for the Liqiao Force were immeasurable.

”Daughter, oh daughter, what kind of trouble have you landed our faction in with this man? Sigh.” Xi Sila found himself trapped and unable to back down.

”Fine then, Lord Jia Yan. In accordance with your request, I will offer you my father’s second masterpiece in exchange. Will that suffice?” Xi Sila pondered for a long while, ultimately sighing and shaking his head in resignation.

”Hmm? Then I must thank you, Mr. Xi Sila. Here’s how this will go—I’ll send someone to retrieve the item from the prior celestial body a few days from now. In return, I’ll give you this Conceptual Ship. How does that sound?”

Jia Yan’s Compound Eyes sparkled with brilliance, his words carrying a hint of delight.

”This... Fine.” Xi Sila felt utterly humiliated.

Without another word to Jia Yan, he turned and flew back the way he came, his attitude steeped in bitterness.

”Hahahaha...”

Jia Yan’s triumphant laughter echoed throughout the subspace as Xi Sila departed.

To intimidate a high-level Semi-permanent Star entity—one who could easily suppress Jia Yan’s space talent—so effortlessly, was an exhilarating sensation that Jia Yan could hardly suppress.

”Ahem, ahem. I must keep a low profile now. I’m not as strong as I was when I wreaked havoc on the Group of Futile Life. Low-key, low-key!”

Jia Yan forcibly held back his laughter, though his bubbling sense of accomplishment was impossible to hide.

If these Semi-permanent Star entities ever discovered that he, Jia Yan, was merely a Dignitary-level being, they might collectively jump off a cliff. To be frightened by a mere Dignitary—what a disgrace for the strong!

Shortly after Xi Sila was sent off and Jia Yan left the subspace, his communicator, which now reconnected to a signal, lit up with an incoming message from Xi Bala.

”Hmph, revealing my location to others. Did you think I’d bother responding to you now?”

Jia Yan’s Compound Eyes flashed coldly, his hand poised to hang up. But after briefly considering something, he ultimately accepted the call.

Despite Xi Bala tipping off his existence, Jia Yan was still somewhat intrigued by her ongoing research. From his interaction with Xi Sila earlier, he also realized Xi Bala hadn’t divulged his location deliberately—her carelessness had merely allowed her father to track Jia Yan.

”Lord Jia Yan, you’re safe, right? Did my father trouble you?”

As the screen danced into clarity, Xi Bala appeared visibly relieved, almost tearful with joy. Her admiration for Jia Yan was nothing short of genuine.

”Naturally, I’m fine. Xi Bala, explain—how’s the research going now?”

Jia Yan asked coldly.

”Um... Lord Jia Yan, you’re aware my grandfather’s scientific prowess was unmatched. We, his descendants, can’t reach even a thousandth of his level. But I’ve found some formulas and data in his final notes; they represent unresolved regrets from his lifetime. Unfortunately, they don’t have much direct relevance to your Conceptual Ship.”

”Irrelevant and you still bring it up? Truly unreliable.” Jia Yan shook his head in exasperation.

Xi Bala seemed well-aware of her own unreliability, appearing equally resigned.

”Actually, it’s quite a shame. If my grandfather’s second masterpiece—his Battle Armor—were available, it might complete the unresolved ambition of his lifetime. But my father would never agree to yield the Battle Armor. Huh... Lord Jia Yan, why do you look so stunned?”

...

Within the Liqiao Force’s upper echelons, resentment against Jia Yan’s extortion grew collectively fierce. A few intermediate talent Semi-permanent Star entities even considered confronting Jia Yan directly.

Yet, deterred by Xi Sila’s warning and the fear of another black hole bomb potentially wreaking havoc on the Liqiao Force, akin to the Group of Futile Life’s calamity, they ultimately hesitated to risk it all.

Meanwhile, Jia Yan had already gone into hiding. No longer equipped with the overwhelming strength of his past, he took care not to blatantly reveal himself.

Several days later, Jia Yan sent out an avatar, discreetly remaining in subspace himself, before arriving at the agreed-upon Workshop Star.

This celestial body had undergone strict regulation these past few days, barring any external strongman access. Visitors found this enforcement inexplicable, with some even clashing with the Liqiao Force. Yet, the saying ”a powerful dragon cannot suppress a local serpent” held true, and the disputes invariably ended with external forces conceding.

When Jia Yan’s avatar emerged outside the celestial body, every member of the Liqiao Force stationed there seemed to enter high alert. They stared at the rumored Secondary Level entity with fear-filled eyes.

”As expected, there isn’t a single Semi-permanent Star-level being present on this celestial body—they must fear creating misunderstandings with me.”

Hidden near his avatar, Jia Yan’s true body sensed the Brainwave Power of the strong entities on the Workshop Star. Confirming the absence of any Semi-permanent Star-level presences, he smiled faintly and directed his avatar downward.

Upon arriving at a hotel room he had rented during his previous stay on the celestial body, Jia Yan’s sturdy, muscular avatar was visibly surprised to encounter a Semi-permanent Star entity in the room.

”No need to worry; I’m only here to conduct the exchange with you,” the Semi-permanent Star strongman said.

This individual’s talent was evidently related to concealing their presence. Even Jia Yan, while monitoring from subspace, hadn’t sensed their existence.

Despite this, their strength was limited to intermediate talent within the Semi-permanent Star level. Jia Yan felt confident that he could escape from, or possibly even kill, this individual through a coordinated effort with his avatar. Relieved by the lack of additional threat, he set aside his apprehension.

Then, catching sight of what accompanied this presence, the gaze of Jia Yan’s avatar sharpened abruptly.

Standing beside the Semi-permanent Star entity was a piece of material resembling the Conceptual Ship’s unique metallic compound—a fragment almost identical in nature.

”Wait.”

Just as the avatar moved to touch this metallic substance, the entity barked coldly, halting him.

”Mr. Behalf—if that’s indeed your name—I trust you’re aware of the arrangement between the leader of our faction and the madman Mo Ke. A trade of the damaged Conceptual Ship for this Battle Armor. If you want to touch the Battle Armor, present the Conceptual Ship first.”

From subspace, Jia Yan’s mind whirred with rapid calculations.

Truthfully, with only a single Semi-permanent Star-level being present—one of intermediate strength at that—the temptation to kill them outright and seize the Battle Armor was strong. He could then leave without delivering the Conceptual Ship.

But upon reconsideration, Jia Yan’s Compound Eyes sparkled with forethought.

”No, I still need Xi Bala to assist with that task. If relations with the Liqiao Force end in complete hostility, there’s no guarantee she’ll cooperate on my behalf.”

Reflecting on Xi Bala’s mention of ”that task” during her prior communication, Jia Yan felt a surge of excitement, prompting him to arrive at a decision.

”Although risky, I must attempt this!”

Jia Yan resolved firmly.

”The Conceptual Ship is here...”

Through the avatar, he spoke in a deep, muffled tone.

From his concealed location in subspace, Jia Yan reshaped the Conceptual Ship’s metallic material into a singular black block through his manipulation of Memory Metal.

The moment the avatar finished speaking, a faint crevice appeared seamlessly in the space beside him.

The avatar extended his foot into the crevice, retrieving the black metallic block transformed from the Conceptual Ship’s material.

The avatar removed the block from his foot, displaying the Conceptual Ship’s Memory Metal—a large fragment matching the material of the Battle Armor, though slightly incomplete—and placed it before the counterpart.

The entity endowed with Concealment Talent observed carefully. His gaze lingered momentarily on the subspace crevice and seemed to harbor unspoken thoughts.

”Very well, let’s proceed with the exchange.”