Chapter 80 Infiltration "Are you going to find him now, or are you coming with me...?"
Nanhua Station is a meteorological observation station in the equatorial region of Xiaoyao Star.
Xiaoyao Star is located in the northwestern region bordering Manla and the Chaotic Starfield. This planet is small, with few resources and a small population, and only a few thousand troops are stationed here. If it weren't for its relatively important geographical location, Manla wouldn't bother to station troops here.
At 9:00 AM, Deputy Station Master Zeng Shou leisurely arrived at the station entrance. The automatic sniffer took three minutes to scan his car. He rolled down his window and complained to his colleague in another car, "When are you going to replace this automatic sniffer? This thing was installed ten years ago when the station master came. I heard that the new model has been updated more than ten times. This old thing's system is getting slower and slower..."
My colleague laughed and said, "Station Master Zeng, although it's very old, just like us, it won't be replaced until it's too old to use."
Zeng Shou sighed, shook his head, and remained silent. The cars passed through the scanner, and the two cars entered the unit one after the other.
The name Xiaoyao Star sounds carefree, and it truly is. The Nanhua Station, though called a weather station, is actually an outpost used to monitor the chaotic star field. However, the two countries have not clashed here for many years, and the planet is becoming increasingly desolate.
Many tasks have been fully automated, so there are only a dozen or so living people working at this site. Excluding their families and military personnel, the planet's population is only tens of thousands.
He's basically a nobody from a rural area.
He had worked here for decades, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would spend the rest of his life here. Perhaps when the station chief retired, he would be promoted from deputy to full-fledged, and before retiring, he would be transferred to the nearby Central Star, where his professional title would be raised two levels and his pension would double.
He doesn't really care about that pension, because he receives three salaries and will receive three pensions after retirement.
None of his colleagues knew that he belonged to the Manla Security Bureau, had been a policeman and a soldier, and was now... a special agent? Or an intelligence officer? Or perhaps just a low-level civil servant who was just coasting along.
In addition to his daily work, Zeng Shou needs to submit a report to the Security Bureau regularly. It's simple, because there has been no conflict between Manra and the Chaotic Starfield here for so many years. His reports for the past twenty years have all been about trivial matters on this planet.
This is why he still has the energy to do a third part-time job—
After finishing their daily work, everyone chose to slack off. Zeng Shou counted the days; it was time to submit the report to the mercenaries.
Yes, aside from working for the Security Bureau, his real master comes from the Chaotic Starfield.
He turned on the entertainment channel and wrote his report while listening to the broadcast.
The day after tomorrow night, a nebula will be born in space thousands of stars away from here. That's mercenary territory. He'll go back to his hometown to see the stars, but no one will go with him.
Eighty years ago, the real "Zeng Shou" died unexpectedly while traveling in the Chaotic Starfield, and he obtained this true identity and came to Manra.
After living here for so many years, Zeng Shou has long since become part of Manra. Although he goes to the Chaotic Starfield every few years to update his information, he has come to regard his old employer as a tourist attraction.
He changed a few words in the report he submitted to the Security Bureau last month and sent it to the Chaotic Starfield using a special communication device. He obtained this device from his former employer last year; unlike the Security Bureau, the espionage equipment provided by the mercenaries was updated very quickly.
It's said that this thing uses a super-communication method, which can ignore most barriers.
The device was placed in Zeng Shou's office, and his colleagues had no idea what he was tinkering with when they came in.
Um?
Zeng Shou stared at the equipment in front of him. The indicator light above the screen started flashing... was it green? Wait, what error message did green mean?
He quickly searched for the instruction manual, but couldn't find it. He began to recall—a flashing green signal light meant someone was contacting him.
No, who would contact him in this godforsaken place?
With the thought that the thing might be broken, Zeng Shou began searching for a signal.
Then he received a message:
"Report the real-time deployment of (113, 23, 987) and (23, 231, 538) every ten minutes. After five hours, shut down the Level 3 air defense system once."
Zeng Shou stared blankly at the communication. The sender's code was 000000. He only knew that 000001 was their highest superior, so this string of zeros must belong to that person.
It took him ten minutes to compose himself. He was filled with confusion and bewilderment. During those ten minutes, he wondered if he had been exposed, if the security agency had discovered the communication key and was trying to lure him in to see if he would take the bait.
Impossible. In all these years, his superiors have never suspected anything.
He was just a nobody in the security bureau.
That would be even more terrifying; this mercenary, who had been a "watcher" for decades, was about to do something big.
Real-time surveillance wasn't difficult to obtain. He was a member of the security bureau and had an obligation to monitor the troops stationed on this planet. He turned on another device, copied and recorded the data, and set it to be sent on a schedule. During this time, his hands were shaking, and he almost entered the wrong key and locked the device.
This day has come in such a way. Zeng Shou's expression is a mixture of crying and laughing. Does someone as insignificant as him really have the opportunity to witness history?
Time was still a bit tight for him, but he hadn't forgotten any of his previous training. Perhaps his former team's training for him was just to make him effective in this kind of situation.
Five hours later, Yi Lan and his group will arrive at Xiaoyao Star.
"Is it really reliable?" On the screen in front of Yi Lan, in the corner was Zeng Shou's information. He didn't want to take this route, but Hela thought that infiltrating Manla from Xiaoyao Star was the safest option.
"Please trust his loyalty. The surveillance he provided is accurate. In ten minutes, the security checkpoint on Xiaoyao Star will malfunction for a few minutes, and the next location has already been arranged." Hela's expression was very serious. Actually, this kind of thing shouldn't be her responsibility, but the department in charge of intelligence still invited her to oversee things.
There were dozens of routes to infiltrate, and after discussions among several departments, this was the safest and fastest route. It only required a dozen or so "observers" like Zeng Shou to take action, and they could enter the capital planet of Manla from an extremely remote location.
"A support team has been arranged on the capital planet. They will try their best to hold off Manra's pursuers. The jump points have been deployed, and subsequent jump points have been set up. You can choose according to your needs." Hela's voice was calm and unwavering: "Although... we will support you no matter what you choose, please don't let down all the efforts of so many people."
For Zeng Shou to be a nail firmly planted in Manla and play a significant role at crucial moments, it would require a generation's worth of planning. Zeng Shou's first superior had already passed away, but they had taken deep root in Manla and had never wavered—the effort and cost of deploying such a nail were immeasurable.
Therefore, Hela still felt that killing the groom was better than stealing the bride.
Yi Lan gave her only one last order: "If anything happens to me, appoint you as acting commander, put the entire star system into wartime, and you will be in charge of handling everything I leave behind, including biological genes."
Everyone in the channel was startled. Hela stood up abruptly. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Yi Lan cut off the communication.
The temporary operations commander was sweating profusely and looked even more flustered than Hela. He tried to reassure her, "It's alright, it's alright. We've calculated it, the success rate is over 70%, it's guaranteed to work!"
Hela slowly sat down, covering her face, and said, "Now we can only pray that Lord Asta will protect him."
Once inside Xiaoyao Star, Yi Lan would not contact them until they were exposed. They could only rely on the intelligence from the dozen or so observers to deduce whether the infiltration was successful.
Manra obtained a portion of Yi Lan's genes, making him easily detectable by security checks. If any link in the "Observers'" chain malfunctions, Yi Lan will be discovered.
This is destined to be a sleepless night.
At 7:40 a.m. the next morning, Hela received a message from the last "Observer": Number 0 had entered the capital planet.
Hela breathed a sigh of relief. Successfully entering the capital planet meant that half of the plan was complete. Their arrangements on the capital planet were very thorough—Mala never imagined that mercenaries could infiltrate the capital planet and have the ability to escape.
That morning, Shi Wei woke up very early, for some reason, she hadn't slept well the night before.
She opened her personal terminal to check the wedding attire, which needed to be finalized today. She also checked Sklag II's schedule for the day. Hmm, he wasn't too busy this morning, so she asked him to spare twenty minutes to choose.
When Shiwei passed by the garden, she saw that the roses were in full bloom, so she decided to cut a few branches to take with her. His Majesty had transplanted every rose variety that could be found in the world to the palace, so there were roses of all colors everywhere in the palace.
The rumors in Manra's upper circles had always circulated that the story of His Majesty spending a fortune to buy flowers was because she liked them, but she wasn't actually that fond of them. It was just that when she saw the man carrying these delicate flowers into his garden and then demurely showing off his success to her, she couldn't bring herself to say anything to dissuade him.
Oh well, it's just growing some flowers, it's not an expensive hobby.
After selecting the bouquet, Shi Wei stood up and suddenly noticed a figure behind her.
A semi-transparent figure.
The tall, red-haired man watched her quietly.
Shi Wei's first reaction was, "Who's playing a prank? Similan? Or who? Why would they play such a pointless joke? Is it a projection or a simulator?"
But as the figure drew closer, Shi Wei glanced around and noticed the Sky Eye... Hmm?
She heard Yi Lan's voice: "What are you looking for?"
Shi Wei stared in astonishment at the figure in front of her. The voice gradually became clearer, transforming from semi-transparent into a...living person.
It's no wonder she couldn't react in time; back then, the Insect King was caught off guard and Asta attacked her hand because she didn't react in time.
In those few seconds, Yi Lan had enough time to control her. Her spiritual power enveloped her, and when she tried to back away, she found that she couldn't control her body at all.
The bouquet in his hand was taken away. The red-haired youth lowered his head and sniffed it gently, but his expression was like that of a wild beast.
He casually tossed the bouquet to the ground without a second thought, then smiled at Shi: "Are you going to find him?"
Shi Wei's mind flashed through some information about Asta—when mental power reaches a certain level, one can achieve the transformation between physical and spiritual bodies. This is an extremely terrifying power, and only Asta has been able to do it for thousands of years.
Asta used this ability to eliminate many opponents and build his throne from their heads.
Assassination.
Shi Wei trembled all over and asked, "You want to kill him?"
The red-haired youth stepped forward and picked her up in his arms. Shi Wei felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body.
Yi Lan lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, like a tender lover.
Shi Wei heard him say, "Are you going to find him now, or are you coming with me to see the stars?"
A few minutes later, the garden was empty.
Only pink, white, bright red, and light blue flowers lay on the ground, shivering in the wind.
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Author's Note: Male Lead: Is this the only move you know?!
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