"Beep beep beep!"
Xie Ming heard a series of electric shocks in his ears, and his body was constantly being torn apart by a dense, tearing pain from his toes to the top of his head.
In particular, with energy constantly surging out of his brain, Xie Ming, who didn't seem to care about the pain, couldn't help but frown.
"Mr. Helan, please, you can't do this! The general is still breathing; if you do this, he won't survive..."
The middle-aged man cried out in anguish.
"Who let him in! Drag him out!" Helan Muyi shouted at the guard at the door. He was secretly relieved that he had managed to deal with the man's brother, otherwise, the words the man had just shouted would have been enough to give him a hard time.
"General! General! Wake up! Mingming, Xiaoming..." The middle-aged man kept shouting as he was being dragged out of the room.
"Take him out."
After his angry outburst, Helan Yi stared in terror at the person on the bed, fearing they might open their eyes. Adjusting his expression, he approached the bedside and said gently, "Mr. Xie, you understand us, don't you? Xiaobai's greatest wish is to pilot an S-class battle suit. If you gave her your spiritual power, our Federation would surely have another outstanding warrior, wouldn't it? Mr. Xie, now that you're in this situation, you'd be willing to sacrifice yourself, wouldn't you? You'd support us, wouldn't you?"
Helan Muyi kept whispering in Xie Ming's ear, but that didn't stop him from painfully sorting through all the memories.
"Damn it, I don't want to, and I won't support you!"
Xie Muyi heard the familiar voice and stared wide-eyed at the person on the bed. Before he could make a move, Xie Ming grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the bed.
“Mr. Xie, you can’t touch me. I am Mr. Xie’s close friend, and everything I did today was done according to his wishes.”
Helan Muyi knew that Xie Yuchen was his most cherished younger brother, and that as long as he mentioned this name, he wouldn't do anything to him.
Unfortunately, Xie Ming's eyes were devoid of any emotion, and the force in his hands grew stronger and stronger.
"Stop!" Several bodyguards appeared in the ward and pointed laser guns at Xie Ming.
"Do you think your guns are faster or my hands are faster?"
He Lanmuyi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly trembled like a leaf. Was Xie Ming trying to use him as a shield?
Despite the discomfort of having his throat choked, he still managed to order the men to leave the room, albeit haltingly: "You...cough cough...get out."
The lead bodyguard stepped forward anxiously and called out, "Mr. Helan!"
"go out!"
Helan Muyi used almost all his strength to shout out.
After the bodyguards reluctantly left the room, Helan Muyi tilted his head at an almost impossible angle towards Xie Ming and said, "Mr. Xie, please spare me! I really didn't expect you to wake up!"
"Is it because I didn't expect it! Or because I didn't want to!"
Xie Ming increased the pressure on his hands.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Xie! I know I was wrong. Please forgive me, you are so kind!"
"I can't think of a reason to spare you."
After Xie Ming finished speaking, he twisted Helan Muyi's neck and broke it.
A few minutes passed, and the person outside, hearing no movement from inside, quietly opened the door a crack and peered inside.
As a result, Xie Ming was seen lying motionless on the bed with his eyes closed, while He Lanmuyi stood to the side with his hands in his pockets, quietly looking at the communicator on his wrist.
"Sir." The bodyguard pushed open the door and walked in with peace of mind.
Helan Muyi glanced at the person on the bed and said, "Keep an eye on him. Report to me if he wakes up."
After saying that, he stepped out of the ward, only to bump into the middle-aged man who had been shouting at the door earlier, who was being held down on the ground.
"Take him to my car."
After saying that, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took two puffs, stubbed it out, and threw it into the trash can.
Shortly after the hovercar entered, the old man was brought in bound.
"You may all leave!"
The bodyguards acknowledged the order and withdrew.
After everyone left, Helan Muyi quickly untied the old man, but as soon as he was freed, the old man reached out and hit him.
"Uncle Jin, it's me, Xie Ming!"
"You heartless bastard, you even tried to impersonate Xiaoming!"
Uncle Jin's eyes were red-rimmed as he stared intently at Xie Ming.
Xie Ming took out a silver coin from his clothes and put his hand on it.
Suddenly, a black and gold armor about an inch tall appeared in front of the two of them, and Xie Ming pressed his thumb on its head.
The armor's eyes flashed red, and an electronic voice immediately sounded: "Beep... Master!"
After finishing the operation, Xie Ming looked up at Uncle Jin.
"Xiaoming, it really is you!"
"It's me. My mental strength has broken through, and now I can disguise my appearance at will."
"real?"
Uncle Jin happily gripped Xie Ming's hands tightly. His mental strength was only at level B, which would only allow him to do mid-level jobs in the Empire. He didn't know how terrifying mental strength would be at level 3S, let alone 3S+ or above.
In fact, the highest level that interstellar travel has reached so far is 3S level. No one knows what kind of abilities are available after breaking through 3S!
"This time, I guess it turned out to be a blessing in disguise."
Xie Ming gave a reassuring smile.
Uncle Jin readily agreed.
After the two sat down, Xie Ming took out a treatment solution from the medical pod to treat his surface wounds.
This is an interstellar world where everyone has mental power, but the levels of mental power differ between people.
When interstellar beings are born, only their potential can be assessed. Each person has an upper limit, and how far they can go in the future depends on long-term efforts.
Xie Ming reached the 3S level of interstellar life through hard work and struggle, but all his efforts were used as a blood bank and cheat code for a woman named Mo Xiaobai.
Mo Xiaobai is a person who traveled from ancient Earth. In her original world, she was a troll who had nothing and criticized everything.
My only hobby is eating delicious food, but I'm not very good at cooking.
After arriving in the interstellar world, she discovered that she had transmigrated into the body of a rich, beautiful woman with the same name, who was also the person she had most fiercely criticized online.
However, the body he transmigrated into had poor aptitude, with his mental strength barely reaching D level, and he was abandoned by his family and became a marginal figure early on.
Fortunately, her parents are supportive, and the living expenses they give her each year are enough to maintain her public image.
After wearing it, Mo Xiaobai felt like she was floating on air. She adapted to the lifestyle she used to despise the most faster than anyone else.
She insists on wearing the best clothes and eating the most expensive food. If she goes out with only three or five people around her, she'll complain that it's not prestigious enough.
After enjoying a good life for a while, she felt that this place was exactly what she had always dreamed of, except for the food.
It turns out that all the delicacies of ancient Earth have disappeared here, and everyone lives on nutrient solutions.
How could Mo Xiaobai, who was used to eating Bobo Chicken, hot pot, and milk tea, possibly adapt to this?
So she started looking everywhere for something to eat, and she actually found it online.
That was a picture of an insect planet. It clearly showed lush green cabbages and bright red tomatoes growing in the ground, and the insects there, though fierce, were all evolved from pigs, cows, crabs... That wasn't an insect planet, it was a food paradise!
So Mo Xiaobai secretly left the main star with his bodyguards and headed to the insect planet.
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