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"All interstellar people are evil..."
"All interstellar people are enemies..."
"Kill all the hypocritical interstellar people, we are the masters of the galaxy!"
A large amount of negative emotions quickly invaded his mind, and Yu Sheng's remaining little mental strength continued to flow into his chest, being extracted and devoured.
"Ah—no, get out of here!" His mental strength, drained beyond measure, left Yu Sheng like a dying old man, paralyzed on the ground, unable to do anything. He opened his eyes, but all was dark. He could see nothing, and in his ears, a roaring sound, like the surging waves of a river or sea, deafening and blinding him.
Something in his chest was sucking his spirit and plundering his emotions without restraint. He felt his body stiffening bit by bit, like a prey targeted by Medusa, turning from flesh and blood into carved stone.
"G-Gary, what's going on with Qiuqiu?!"
Haydn was terrified from the painful spasms to the stiffness of his body. His fingers trembled as he pinched the corner of Gary's clothes. His tongue was not his own when he spoke, "You, you, Qiuqiu..."
Gary calmly felt Yusheng's carotid artery, and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a faint beat. He calmly put his arm around Haydn's shoulder, "Don't be afraid. Once the symbiont's host dies, it won't survive long unless it returns to its original host. Changing hosts consumes a lot of energy, and it can't change hosts frequently in a short period of time. So, the symbionts won't let Redus die before that higher-level Zerg shows up. Redus is unconscious now, mainly because he overused his mental energy just now."
Seeing that Haydn relaxed a little because of his explanation, Gary hid the worry in his eyes.
He has over-consumed his mental energy, and it is now being forcibly extracted by the symbiotic insects. If he cannot be treated in time, Yu Sheng... may become mentally disabled for life and no longer have mental energy.
"Damn it!" Haydn punched the stone wall, tears rolling down his eyes like beans, "It's all my fault! Why did I give Qiuqiu this task! I'm the culprit!"
What is more despairing than seeing a friend die in front of you is having a clear opportunity to save your friend but being unable to do anything and can only passively wait for death to come.
Haydn frequently summoned the mecha and tried to control it forcefully, but no matter what he did, the mecha remained motionless. He was so angry that he threw the mecha buckle away, causing the wound on his shoulder to ache and blood to ooze out.
Gary tried to climb up the cliff by grabbing onto the rock wall, but his injuries were too severe, and he couldn't even make it up by himself, let alone carry the unconscious Yu Sheng.
It's over, it's really over.
Gary thought to himself that he had not yet taken revenge, but he ended up dying in this deserted valley with such a ridiculous ending. He was still guarding a large chrome-sulfur field, so he could be considered a "rich dead ghost".
Turning around, he saw Haydn trying to pull the symbiote off and quickly stepped forward to stop him. "Don't move! The symbiote's half body will be firmly stationed in the flesh and blood of the host. If you forcibly remove it, Yu Sheng will die!"
Upon hearing this, Haydn immediately retracted his hand and was at a loss as he faced Yu Sheng's increasingly pale face.
"Why were you brought to this strange land?"
"Here, I'm isolated and helpless, not even treated as a human being. I'm trapped in a cage, being made fun of and toyed with!"
"All the interstellar people are against me. I want to kill them all!"
The voice like a curse echoed in Yu Sheng's mind, as if it wanted to manipulate Yu Sheng's consciousness and occupy Yu Sheng's soul.
His courage and rationality were rapidly depleting, nearly exhausted. In the swirling darkness, Yu Sheng was repeatedly knocked to the ground by that voice. He stumbled to his feet, only to find his legs mired in the mud. The more he struggled, the deeper he fell.
Tears flowed from the corners of Yu Sheng's eyes.
Before his head was swallowed by the swamp, a call suddenly pierced the darkness, dug through the mud, and rushed into Yu Sheng's mind.
"Yusheng, are you feeling better?"
The gentle, slightly hoarse voice was like an umbrella in a thunderstorm, blocking out the haze and cold rain.
Feeling the long-lost warmth in his body, Yu Sheng couldn't help but shrink back and bury himself in the warmth.
Yunxiao, it’s Yunxiao.
Yu Sheng thought, so I can tell that this person is Yunxiao just by a word and a hug?
"Go to sleep, I'm here." The low voice sounded again, bringing Yu Sheng's thoughts into a warm and comfortable cradle.
——Zeus Store H City Branch——
"One hundred thousand gold coins once..."
"One hundred and ten thousand!"
"130,000!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Two hundred thousand!"
As the bids became more and more outrageous, fewer and fewer people followed suit. Although they were precious, they were only three converters after all. Two hundred thousand yuan was enough to buy a high-end military-model mecha!
At this point in the auction, those who were still increasing their bids were definitely not individuals. One group hoped to profit from disassembling the energy converter, researching it, and stealing the technology for mass production. Another group hoped to establish a connection with the manufacturer through purchasing channels and bring it into their own fold.
"Anyone want to raise the price? Two hundred thousand once, two hundred thousand twice, two hundred thousand three hundred thousand..."
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Three hundred thousand!"
The price was so high that the scene changed from being lively to being silent.
"I'll offer 400,000!" After the silence, a bigger bomb was suddenly dropped in a private room on the second floor.
"Four hundred thousand! This guest has offered a whopping four hundred thousand!" the host's voice was hoarse, his elegant and generous image completely lost. "Four hundred thousand once! Four hundred thousand twice! Four hundred thousand three times!"
"Four hundred thousand! Deal!"
Caesar's eyes reflected the light from the screen, like a beacon lit in the azure ocean. He stretched out his five fingers and found that his palms were covered with sweat.
Although he understood that the three converters could be sold for a huge sum of 400,000 gold star coins, and that the bidders must have ulterior motives, this did not hinder his sense of satisfaction and honor that his efforts were rewarded.
This was the first time he had received such great affirmation since his mental and physical strength were destroyed, which made him feel that he had found his direction in life.
"drop-"
The bell for the private room rang, and manager Robin walked in with a standard professional smile.
"Congratulations, Mr. Fan Er! Your three converters were sold for a high price of 400,000 gold star coins."
Caesar had suppressed his excitement. With a few taps of his fingers on his personal terminal, Robin received a transfer of three hundred thousand.
Robin looked embarrassed for a moment, "You can use it first, it's okay."
Caesar took a sip of the coffee prepared in the private room and said, "Thank you. But in business, there should be give and take. I can't take advantage of you for nothing."
"If your master creates anything else, it would be a great help to me if you could choose us," Robin said sincerely. "Also, your master's work has caught the attention of the owner of our Zeus store, and he hopes to meet with you. What do you think..."
Caesar's fingers suddenly tightened.
"The owner of your store? What do you mean? The owner of your branch?" Caesar narrowed his eyes.
"No, not a branch. I'm talking to Mr. Moss, the master behind all the Zeus stores." Speaking of Moss, Robin's eyes revealed the admiration and respect of a subordinate. "Believe me, meeting Mr. Moss will do you no harm. Would you consider it?"
Moss was impatient when he received the communication request from the manager of the H City branch.
There are eleven Zeus stores across the galaxy. If every one of them reports on every good thing they sell, what's the point of having these managers?
Robin didn't know his boss was on the verge of a rage. He was still immersed in the beautiful dream that he had discovered the Master of Hidden Gods and was bound to become rich this time. He excitedly reported to the extremely handsome man on the other end of the line, "So far, we've been getting along well with Mr. Fan Er. I think if you could come in person, perhaps you could meet the true manufacturing master behind Mr. Fan Er..."
Moss paused while holding the cup of tea with boiled leaf water. The noisy and chattering manager's words about "meeting" and "manufacturing master" were all blocked out by Moss, leaving only the name "Fan Er".
"Who?" Moss asked suddenly, looking a little anxious.
Robin was startled by Moss's obscure expression, and thought to himself, did I say something wrong to make the boss angry?
"It's... the master who created the energy converter. I'm still trying to figure out the master's name..." Robin answered cautiously.
Moss frowned, his fingers clenching the cup, "I'm talking about the name you just mentioned!"
"Mr. Fan, Mr. Faner?" Robin saw Moss's brows relax, knowing that he was right, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you have any photos? Send them over."
"Yes, yes." Anyone who entered the sales hall would be automatically recorded in a 3D photo by the camera. While wondering why the big boss was interested in Mr. Faner's photo, Robin quickly transferred the photo to Moss.
A proportional figure composed of three-dimensional light and shadow was projected in front of Moss. It was a still shot of Caesar as he walked slowly into the hall, facing sideways to Moss, as if he was destined to be a passer-by in Moss's life.
Moss narrowed his eyes, looking dazed.
After a long time, he took the initiative to contact Robin again and said, "Leave him behind after the auction. I want to meet him."
——Top floor of Nobel Hotel——
"Ugh...it hurts." Yu Sheng was awakened from his dream by the burning pain in his chest. He opened his eyes and saw soft lights and a warm ceiling in front of him.
Where is this?
Yu Sheng pulled himself up with all his strength, half-sitting on the bed. He realized he was probably in a hotel room. His chest was bandaged with a blue cloth. Yu Sheng had seen this cloth before on a popular science post on Star Network. It was said to utilize the latest medical radiation technology and could significantly promote wound healing and prevent infection. However, the high cost meant it couldn't be widely used in hospitals.
Was it Yunxiao who saved him? What about Haydn and Gary?
Thinking of the narrow canyon and the smelly sea of insects, Yu Sheng became restless. Regardless of the pain in his chest, he struggled to get out of bed. When he used his right hand to hold the bedside table for leverage, he unexpectedly found a note.
What shocked Yu Sheng even more was that the font on the note was Chinese.
"Your friend is fine. He's been sent home. I've booked a room for three days. He can recover before returning. Don't worry. I'm willing to be your only supporter."
Three sentences, without any dramatic plot twists, were enough for Yu Sheng to understand the whole situation.
It was Yunxiao who saved them.
But Yunxiao... why didn't you leave before I woke up?
Yu Sheng felt a little strange. He knew that Yunxiao was Frey, but every time he thought of that person, he still subconsciously used the online name Yunxiao.
Perhaps it was because the two words "Yunxiao" had been labeled as warmth and friendship by me from the very beginning.
Yu Sheng first used his personal terminal to send a message to Caesar, Haydn, and Gary, telling them not to worry about him, saying he was recovering in a safe and secure place and would be home in three days. Then Yu Sheng turned on the TV.
Coincidentally, the TV was broadcasting footage of the Miru Mountains. Wherever the camera panned, the dead Zerg corpses formed a stark contrast with the remaining golden chrome and sulfur blocks.
The reporter reported from the scene in a slightly shrill voice, "This afternoon, several young explorers called the police, claiming they had spotted Zerg in the Miru Mountains. Police quickly arrived and discovered countless Zerg corpses and a chromium-sulfur field in this hidden canyon. The Interstellar Alliance has now dispatched the Military Commission to investigate the Zerg's infiltration into Mantu!"
Yu Sheng frowned and was about to take another look at the results of the investigation when the door of the room was opened.
A middle-aged man in white walked in. Seeing Yu Sheng sitting by the bedside, he was stunned for a moment and said in surprise, "You finally woke up?" Then he glanced at the TV and immediately said angrily, "You are still a patient, you need to get enough rest!"
With a "click", the TV screen went black.
Yu Sheng said helplessly, "Excuse me, who are you..."
"I'm the medical staff hired by Mr. Frey." The middle-aged man had a kind face, holding a plate with a few light dishes and porridge in his hands. But it looked nutritious. "I will take care of you for the next three days. These dishes were all supervised by Mr. Frey, so you can eat them without worry."
Yu Sheng lowered his eyes, thinking of Frey's words "people behind him", his heart was in a mess, "Thank you."
For three days, Yusheng received the best care he'd ever received. Perhaps because the medication was so expensive, on the third day, the pain in his chest had subsided, leaving only an itchy sensation. But for a soldier, this little itch was nothing.
He declined the middle-aged man, checked out of the room at the front desk, and after leaving the Nobel Hotel, he took a hover car home.
I thought I would be greeted by my two friends when I got home, but when I opened the door, I was greeted by Haydn's anxious, tearful eyes, "Ball! Caesar is lost!"
Haydn said that Caesar hadn't returned since the day he left. Communication with him was unavailable, and he hadn't left any messages. Considering Caesar's Blue Star identity, Haydn didn't dare call the police. He could only seek help from Gary and then indirectly asked Master Miller, but all was to no avail.
"I was afraid you were still in intensive care, so I didn't dare tell you." Haydn pinched his fingers, almost crying. "What should we do now? Qiuqiu, who was the man who saved us that day? Is he very powerful? Can you ask him to help find him?"
Haydn still remembers the man who descended from the sky in a military mecha, accompanied by a fully armed team. His cold face made Haydn and Gary feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
But the man did not do anything to hurt them. Instead, it seemed as if he had come to rescue them. The team was equipped with sophisticated medical equipment. They treated Haydn and Gary's wounds on the spot and took the unconscious Yu Sheng away.
Haydn and Gary wanted to stop it, but they were still being held down and their wounds treated, so they were powerless. Fortunately, the person who treated their wounds explained to them that Mr. Frey was there specifically to save people, so they didn't need to worry, and sent them to a regular hospital.
Silent and powerful, this was Haydn's only remaining impression of the cold man.
Yu Sheng sighed, "You know that person too. He's the one who brought you to Moss."
Haydn was stunned. "No, that's impossible. I'm not face-blind!"
"He was wearing a mask last time." After Yu Sheng gave a brief explanation, he immediately ran into the bedroom and climbed into the virtual warehouse, hoping to contact Frey on the interstellar network.
There's no time to bother with his relationship with Frey! We need to find a way to get Caesar back first!
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