Zhao Wei is the real base chief of Xuanwu Base, but he also said that the technology used to clone the current Xuanwu Base chief was developed by him.

In other words, he cloned himself and took over his public identity?

What is he after?

Why give up a perfectly good position as base commander and hand over the power that others crave?

Fang Qingdai then recalled hearing before that Li Weidong and the Xuanwu Base Chief were actually related, and that the Xuanwu Base Chief and He Tingguang were also related.

They are a natural alliance, whether based on interests or blood ties. If the three of them work together, they will have power, intelligence, and status, making them virtually invincible.

"So why did you give up your perfectly good position as base commander and infiltrate the Oasis base?" Fang Qingdai was completely puzzled and asked directly with a frown.

Zhao Wei scoffed: "Do you really think that person sitting in the position of the Xuanwu Base Chief can wield the power that a base chief should have?"

The higher the position, the more eyes are on that position.

Fang Qingdai thought of the Xuanwu base chief who had been sidelined and vaguely understood.

Li Weidong, He Tingguang, and the Xuanwu base chief are a natural community of interests, but the three of them are also wary of and suppress each other, each wanting to be the leader of the group and establish a hierarchy.

With Zhao Wei's intelligence, he would definitely be better off in that position than the current stand-in, and wouldn't be reduced to being sidelined.

But he chose to leave and devote himself to scientific research. Does this mean that doing scientific research can bring him more benefits than being the base director?

It can't be because of passion, can it?

Fang Qingdai's eyes flickered, unable to discern the man's purpose, but now was not the time to delve into it.

"Well, is this secret valuable enough?" Zhao Wei smiled and casually revealed a secret that was enough to shock the wasteland, making it even harder for Fang Qingdai to tell whether it was true or false.

But upon closer reflection, he had no reason to lie about such a thing.

Since he has chosen to reveal the secret now, it means he believes that the puppet in the open can be abandoned.

Fang Qingdai seemed to understand something. She nodded and said, "Okay, this secret plus Mao Ling, I'll give you Li Weidong and Mao Min in return."

Zhao Wei nodded in satisfaction: "Come here, Chief of Staff Mao!"

Mao Min lowered her eyes and didn't speak, obediently walking towards Zhao Wei, and Li Weidong naturally followed her forward.

But halfway there, Mao Min stopped and muttered something to herself.

Zhao Wei frowned: "What, Chief of Staff Mao doesn't want to exchange for your sister anymore?"

Mao Min looked up at him, her face pale and tense: "Will you really keep your promise and release my sister? Will you hurt me?"

Zhao Wei frowned and looked at Mao Min suspiciously.

When Mao Min met his gaze, she flinched almost imperceptibly, her face growing even paler.

She looked at Fang Qingdai behind her with a sorrowful expression: "Xiaodai, after I'm gone, please take good care of Xiaomao. He is our only son, and I hope he can live a good life."

After Fang Qingdai nodded heavily, Mao Min continued forward.

Upon arriving in front of Zhao Wei, she asked him to press a button on the wheelchair, and Mao Ling, who had been bound, was instantly released.

Zhao Wei immediately pressed the syringe to Li Lao's neck with his right hand and said with a smile, "Come on, Chief of Staff Mao, due to limited resources, you'll have to share this wheelchair with Li Weidong!"

His needle tip was almost touching Li Lao's skin, which made Mao Min and Mao Ling, who had just regained their freedom, dare not make any rash moves.

Mao Ling stood up to make room for the wheelchair, and then Mao Min looked at Li Weidong and said, "You sit down, I'll sit on your lap."

Li Weidong obediently walked to the wheelchair, turned around and sat down with his back to Zhao Wei.

Just as his buttocks touched the seat, Li Weidong unexpectedly pushed the wheelchair backward, causing it to crash into Zhao Wei's leg who was standing behind him!

Zhao Wei's expression changed, and after a moment of astonishment, his eyes turned fierce. He trembled as he held the syringe, about to plunge it into Old Li's neck.

At that critical moment, a gust of wind swept by, and a golden figure flashed by. The next second, Zhao Wei let out a scream!

He staggered back two steps, clutching his right hand where a large chunk of flesh had been ripped out, and glared menacingly at the desert cat that had appeared where he had just been standing.

The next second, ignoring the pain in his arm, he gripped the syringe and plunged it into the baring cat!

But Fang Qingdai kept her eyes fixed on the scene. Seeing that the plan had succeeded, Fang Qingdai immediately waved her hand and created a spatial barrier, which trapped Zhao Wei in the blink of an eye!

He threw himself against the barrier, his face a mixture of shock and madness.

He was shocked by the barrier that he couldn't break through no matter what he tried. He thought it was some kind of special energy body that required energy to drive it, such as an energy stone core, and sophisticated instruments to activate.

So he deliberately stayed away from the prison and chose a busy, ordinary intersection where people come and go, thinking that there would definitely be no traps set up in advance in such a place!

Unexpectedly, Fang Qingdai activated this special barrier in the brief second that he was separated from the chips!

What the hell is this thing? Could it be some mysterious ability evolved from a top-tier psychic?

Unable to break through the barrier, Zhao Wei was so angry that his eyes turned bloodshot.

He glared fiercely in Fang Qingdai's direction: "You lied to me!"

Fang Qingdai quickly stepped forward to check if Old Li was injured, without even glancing at Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei then turned to look at Li Weidong, the hatred in his eyes almost tangible: "I'm your uncle! No matter what you did to that puppet, I'm still thinking about saving you. Why are you helping them against me?"

Li Weidong ignored the enraged Zhao Wei and instead grinned shamelessly at Mao Min, "Minmin, did I do a good job?"

The paleness and fear on Mao Min's face earlier had completely disappeared. After checking that Mao Ling was not injured, she nodded perfunctorily: "Hmm, she's alright."

Li Weidong became as excited as if he had won a prize: "I did it! I protected Minmin!"

"Can I see my son? You said he's our son. I... I can't believe I have a son with Minmin. Does he look like you or me? Does he love me?"

Like a child hoping to receive a red flower, Li Weidong surrounded Mao Min, asking her all sorts of questions, and became visibly nervous whenever Xiao Mao was mentioned.

Mao Min impatiently pushed him away: "What do you mean 'our son'? That's my son! He doesn't like you, you're the person he hates the most, you'll never have a chance to see him in your life!"

Li Weidong was stunned.

He couldn't understand why Mao Min, who had been so weak and timid just minutes before, asking him to protect herself and filling him with anticipation for meeting her son, had suddenly become so cold and indifferent.