But Chen Ming didn't buy it. Without saying a word, he used his maximum strength in the small room, without causing any damage to the environment, to try to catch the psychic who was using the black fog.

However, the black fog moved nimbly in the box, constantly transforming into phantoms and constantly sneaking into the shadows in the room.

Chen Ming felt that the effect of this psychic's use of the Black Mist psychic was even stronger than that of the previous Black Mist psychic.

This spiritual power can be used to great effect in his hands.

Chen Ming couldn't catch him at all, so he had to use all his strength to deal with him.

It’s really hard to take action in this restricted environment.

And although Chen Ming's actions were not affected by this threat, the downtown area still restricted his movements to a certain extent.

At least before this obviously left-wing person suddenly attacked, Chen Ming could not unleash a force that could threaten the surrounding environment.

Because once he took the lead in doing so, Zuo Jing would definitely find ways to throw dirty water on him and force him into Zuo Jing's camp.

Unless Zuo Jing made the first move and Chen Ming counterattacked later.

But Zuo Jing is not a fool.

The psychic in the black fog also knew why Chen Ming was now restricting his own power.

So the black fog just kept dodging and didn't launch any attacks at all.

Gradually, Chen Ming stopped moving. Doing this was a pure waste of time.

And judging from the performance of the black fog, Zuo Jing was not here to fight with him, but had something to say to him.

After Chen Ming stopped moving, the black fog that had just been running around in the box suddenly rolled through Chen Ming's body and condensed into a human figure behind Chen Ming.

A very handsome man turned around, straightened his neat suit, and asked Chen Ming: "Have you had enough fun?"

Although Chen Ming had never seen this face before, the man's movements and the tone of his voice had already told Chen Ming something.

This guy is the glass bead psychic who ran to the planet and was monitored and recorded by him when the Black Mist Psychic was captured by him. He has changed his face again.

When the glass bead psychic saw that Chen Ming did not respond, he asked sarcastically, "Do you still want to try?"

In a small box like this, and with the downtown area outside, Chen Ming really had no good way to take down this guy without using all his abilities.

So he simply gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight with the glass bead psychic under the constraints of the environment, sat back in his chair, and planned to see why Zuo Jing had come to him earlier than the government.

However, his bloodshot eyes continued to scan the glass bead psychic, filled with murderous intent: "What do you want to do?"

The glass bead psychic did not answer Chen Ming's question, but stared into Chen Ming's eyes and said: "You should be suffering from berserker syndrome now, right? This is a disease that many psychics will suffer from, and physical psychics are more likely to suffer from it."

Chen Ming remained silent and did not respond, but the violent aura and murderous intent on his body became more and more obvious.

The glass bead psychic was not angry when he saw this scene, but was secretly happy.

"Berserk disease will bring the patient the desire to destroy and the desire to kill. You should be very clear about the pain caused by these two desires, right?"

"You wanted to release it, but were restricted by the rules of the empire, so you chose a compromise and killed Zuo Jing."

"Only by killing Zuo Jing and the criminals can you vent your desires without being hunted down by the Empire."

"Zuo Jing should have died."

Chen Ming's words made the Glass Bead Psychic seem to have heard something funny: "Even if Zuo Jing deserves to die, he should be judged by the laws of the empire, not by some people venting their anger to satisfy their own selfish desires."

"You should just admit it. There's no need to use Zuo Jing as an excuse. Massacre is massacre. You are just following your desire to kill."

"If you really just want to kill Zuo Jing, then a psychic like you can use efficient means to kill those people as quickly as possible, instead of killing them like a wild beast."

Chen Ming fiercely stared at the glass bead psychic who had revealed his identity during his conversation and said, "Is there a possibility that I am letting you people of Zuojing also experience the final despair of those ordinary people you used as test subjects?"

But the Glass Bead Psychic didn't buy it: "No excuse can justify your violent behavior. You enjoy the feeling of killing. You are an evil person at heart."

"Oh, I never thought that one day, a member of the Zuojing, the number one evil cult in the empire, would be able to educate me."

The glass bead psychic shook his head and said, "I'm not trying to teach you, I'm just saying..."

"Since you are pursuing this kind of pleasure of killing that is totally inconsistent with the secular world, walking on the edge of the gray area of ​​the law, and one foot has already stepped into the black area, then why don't you join us?"

"?"

When Chen Ming was on the space station before, killing Zuo Jing was indeed his idea.

But he just wanted to maintain his image and vent his dissatisfaction with the left-wing elements. So when he entered the insect state, he was a little rough and did not leave a complete body. Chen Ming also accepted the name of violence.

But how did Zuo Jing understand his actions in this way? And why did he invite him to join?

Chen Ming didn't understand it for a moment, but he immediately realized that this was a good opportunity.

His eyes became more ferocious, and he growled, "What do you mean?"

Chen Ming's tone became more and more fierce, as if he had been poked in a sore spot.

A smile appeared on the face of the glass bead psychic, and he silently crushed a glass bead in his pocket. There was a vortex-shaped entity inside the bead that made people feel uneasy, as if they would sink completely into it if they looked at it for too long.

He said something suggestive: "You don't actually care about the lives of ordinary people on the space station. You just want to satisfy your own desires."

"You just call people without caring about the follow-up. The position of those ordinary people in your heart is not important at all. What's important is you yourself."

"I agree with you on this point. You really shouldn't care about ordinary people. They are just a weak group. Psychics are the future."

“…”

Chen Ming was silent for a moment.

Because to be honest, the first two sentences are indeed correct for him.

But this is not an idea limited to psychics, but an idea that any normal person may have.

Be prudent and protect yourself. Don't take the initiative to do things that you shouldn't do.

Under this premise, Chen Ming also believes that there are indeed some people who are willing to give for others, and he respects these people, but he himself is not such a person.

Therefore, he had indeed just passed the information to the Anti-Cult Bureau and did some simple protection work within his ability.

Only because Uncle Mao had helped him did he go over and rescue him personally.

As for the third sentence, Chen Ming completely disagreed.

Psykers are a rare group born out of the huge population of the empire. If there were no ordinary people, there wouldn't be so many psykers.

In addition, the Empire also has many ordinary scholars who have conducted more in-depth research on psychic powers than psychics.

It is absolutely wrong to say that psychics don't need to care about ordinary people.

This is Chen Ming's firm belief.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Zuo Jing seems to have a deep misunderstanding of him.

It was obvious that Chen Ming was just using An Wuping's disguise to vent his dissatisfaction with Zuo Jing, but Zuo Jing seemed to have a completely new understanding of his behavior and interpreted his behavior in a completely different direction.

However, this indirectly shows that Zuo Jing does not have many informants in the Anti-Cult Bureau of the Odan Star Region, otherwise they should know the video he left behind of rescuing Uncle Mao and would not have such a misunderstanding about him.

But the enemy's misunderstanding may be a good thing.

This glass bead psychic definitely came here with some bad intentions, because Chen Ming noticed the small movements of his hands in his clothes pockets.

The glass bead psychic didn't know that his identity had been seen through by Chen Ming. He continued to act like he was an experienced person and said to Chen Ming: "All these problems of yours are not a problem for us. We can help you and help you kill people at will."

The words of the glass bead psychic were very suggestive, leading Chen Ming in the direction of venting his anger when his berserker attack occurred.

Chen Ming simply followed this lead and expressed himself a little bit irritably.

"Left path?"

"Why?"

"You guys are worthy?"

He spoke three sentences in a rapid tone, looking as if he was getting angry while thinking.

The glass bead psychic said confidently: "We have not been completely wiped out in all these years."

"Zuo Jing is a cult. Everyone in the cult is a criminal. As a psychic, it doesn't matter if I kill them. What did ordinary people do? Why would I kill ordinary people? Is this good for me?"

"Let me ask you a question," said the glass bead psychic. "If one day you have a severe case of berserker syndrome and there are no left paths or lawbreakers nearby, what can you do?"

"Wait to die? Wait until the rage completely spreads to your brain? Turns you into a complete monster? Or kill some civilians to calm your anger?"

"You killed Zuo Jing simply because he happened to be within your reach, and Zuo Jing's identity gave you some psychological comfort."

"If there is really no other way, will you really not kill those ordinary people?"

“…”

Chen Ming actually doesn't have berserker syndrome, but if such a situation really happened, he is not sure what he would do.

This reaction happened to be very suitable for An Wuping's current situation, so Chen Ming fell silent and said nothing.

"It seems that you also know what a sick person would do."

The glass bead psychic crushed another glass bead in his pocket and said, "This is not a problem of your own thoughts, but a physiological problem. You will never be able to control it."

"Even if you can still find some left paths to kill, what about the future? You can only turn your claws and fangs towards the ordinary people you pretended to be righteous and didn't kill before when your rage attacks, and then you will be targeted by the Empire."

Chen Ming saw another small movement of the glass bead psychic, as well as the extremely weak and somewhat familiar psychic fluctuations wrapped around him, which could not be detected without trying hard. He already knew what this guy was trying to do.

The glass bead psychic obviously wanted to take advantage of the fact that he was suffering from berserker syndrome and his mental strength was relatively weak, and use the psychic fluctuations to induce him, that is, brainwash him.

Knowing this, Chen Ming's next performance was simple: "If I kill so many of you, will you still let me join?"

The glass bead psychic immediately said, "You should have checked the contents of the space station database, right?"

Chen Ming sneered and said, "You backstab your own people, you kill your own people, and you don't mind me killing a few of them, but how can I rest assured that you won't backstab me?"

When the glass bead psychic heard this, instead of feeling upset at being exposed, he thought that his guidance was effective.

Because An Wuping's words already showed some emotion.

Although there was resistance in his words, he also took into account what would happen after joining Zuo Jing.

So he continued to persuade: "Compared to weak people, we obviously prefer capable people. Capable people are always guests of honor here, and psychics like you are capable people."

"Are you saying that the four psykers who died on the station were all people without powers? That's hilarious."

After Chen Ming said this, it was the glass bead psychic's turn not to understand.

What An Wuping meant was that all the psychics on the space station were killed by their own people?

But... weren't these people killed by An Wuping himself?

The maniac has made his mind so mad that he can’t think straight?

wrong.

The glass bead psychic doesn't think that An Wuping is really stupid because of berserker syndrome. At most, he is just a little irritable because of berserker syndrome.

It was the psychic who came back alive who concealed some information.

He could probably guess what the situation was.

After all, many of the psychics who did not join the official empire and some forces belonging to the empire, but instead joined their Zuo Jing, came here because they had committed crimes that could not be covered up by their identity as psychics.

It is impossible to stop such people from gathering together and fighting privately.

Therefore, their policy later was to implement a more cruel training program directly on these scattered psychics who joined later.

Let them fight among themselves. Only the one who survives the fight to the end can get their support.

Unless they are psychics who truly believe in the Left Path.

So on that space station, I'm afraid that before An Wuping's sudden rise, someone had already fallen because of being backstabbed by his own people.

Otherwise, even if the five psychics in the space station and on the ground joined forces, they would not be completely powerless in front of An Wuping.

The glass bead psychic was slapped in the face as soon as he said this, but he didn't say anything and continued shamelessly: "The strong are respected within our group, and the competition is fierce. Occasionally, some people do something inappropriate."

"But we have always been fair in terms of the rules. Whoever is stronger will get support."

Chen Ming questioned, "Can you be considered a strong person if you rely on the conspiracy and trickery of external enemies to kill your own people?"

The glass bead psychic answered decisively: "Some people are alive, some are dead, and the ones who are alive are the strong ones."

"But that space station and laboratory should be very important to you, right? I also know a little about dimensional infection. In a place like this, there are people who stab their own people in the back. Is it true that you, Zuojing, can only recruit these rubbish under the siege of the Empire?"

"Can you believe that there are no termites within a force?"

"I only believe what I see. They are all trash, trash who can't even develop their psychic powers."

Chen Ming's continuous insults made the glass bead psychic feel a little unhappy, but he really had nothing to refute.

At this time, he is the only higher-level psychic in the nearby star field who can run out to perform other tasks.

Most of the important psychics are gathered in the Caimo Star Region, and the psychics in other places are indeed a bit weak.

But this is not a reason for An Wuping, a psychic who is at least level 4, to bully those psychics of levels 2 and 3.

Just as the glass bead psychic was about to say something, Chen Ming suddenly raised his hand and said, "Let's take a step back. What's the benefit of me joining you? Killing people at will?"

"If I really want to cure my rage disorder, I will just go and tell the Empire and ask them to provide me with death row prisoners and Zuo Jing for me to kill. Will they refuse?"

"My killing of Zuo Jing was legal and reasonable, and no one would come after me. In fact, people who knew what I did would applaud me."

"Does Zuo Jing have more capable people or does the Empire have more capable people?"

"I'm not stupid."

The glass bead psychic crushed the glass bead for the third time and said, "We can provide what you need, whether it is psychic materials, psychic resources or psychic medicines. As long as you can join, we can give you all of these. You don't need to work hard to contribute to the empire in order to get such a small profit."

"Your abilities are very suitable for us to cultivate. As long as you can join, everything will be yours."

This time, the effect of the glass bead did not seem ideal. The glass bead psychic only saw An Wuping in front of him and directly stretched out his hand and said, "Giving me something is not something that can be done with just a few words. Do you have something more substantial?"

He frowned and said, "If you want something substantial, then you have to show some substantial proof of your allegiance."

Chen Ming looked like he had completely lost his patience and didn't want to say anything more: "You want to prove your loyalty with empty words? You're going to get all the good things?"

The glass bead psychic's expression also turned cold.

It was obvious that the emotions of An Wuping in front of him, which had just been aroused by him, had calmed down. A psychic who could reach level 4 was not easy to deceive or induce after calming down.

Moreover, the psychic effects of the three glass beads he had just crushed were worse than each other. Continuing would only give An Wuping more unnecessary pressure and disgust towards Zuo Jing for no reason.

Besides, it was impossible for him to really give anything to An Wuping.

Then it's time to leave.

Anyway, he has done what he should do. It all depends on whether the situation develops to their satisfaction.

"That's it, it looks like we won't be able to come to a conclusion today."

"Goodbye."

The glass bead psychic turned decisively and pushed open the door of the box.

He smiled at the waiter who came over to deliver the food and walked out.

Only Chen Ming was left half leaning on the table, supporting his head with one hand, staring in the direction of departure with a gloomy face.

Soon after the Glass Bead Psychic left, he transformed into black mist again in a dark alley and instantly arrived at a local stronghold some distance away from where he disappeared.

He picked up the terminal and made a video call.

Soon after, a gentle, honest, and somewhat simple-looking face appeared on the terminal, and a questioning voice came: "Qianmian, what's going on?"

The glass bead psychic known as the Thousand Faces responded: "The progress is not ideal. He has been suffering from berserker syndrome for a long time. Although he is not very sensitive to some mental attacks, he has real resistance. It is not easy to deceive him directly."

"But the seed has been planted. The brain of a physical psychic is almost defenseless. As long as we slow down the pace, we can still influence him."

"Later, I plan to find an opportunity to stimulate his berserker disorder and make him go berserker at a critical moment. As long as he goes berserker in a similar environment, the damage he can cause may be more exaggerated than our carefully planned attack."

"As long as he can't control his rage, he will be forced to follow our path."

The person on the other end of the phone was quite satisfied with Qianmian's approach, but he also had a question: "Are you sure the seeds can affect him?"

"Yes, he is just a physical type of psychic."

"But I still have doubts, because the Aodan Star Region cleared us out too quickly, and there was no time to investigate what happened in the space station and the laboratory."

"The space station itself is the barrier of the underground laboratory. When the barrier collapsed and the laboratory lost contact, isn't it normal for all the information to leak out? What happened in the underground laboratory definitely has nothing to do with him."

"How can you be sure?"

"It's confirmed by this."

Qianmian said this and flipped his palm. A gray-green glass bead filled with a powerful breath of life condensed in his palm.

When Qianmian and Zuojing and other senior executives were reporting the news.

Chen Ming finally confirmed that there was no one around who was still monitoring him.

The irritable and gloomy expression he pretended to have suddenly relaxed, and he continued to enjoy the local delicacies that were delivered to him as if nothing had happened.

An hour later.

Chen Ming returned to the spaceship and immediately went to the mirror in the bathroom of the spaceship.

The psychic from Zuo Jing really seemed to think he was a fool.

Even if someone tried to conceal the words mixed with spiritual energy fluctuations, they could not escape his vigilant defense.

Not to mention that this thing directly invaded An Wuping's brain.

However, An Wuping's brain was useless, and the psychic energy fluctuations acted on the wrong place.

It was only when these psychic energy fluctuations happened to act on his body surface during the invasion that they really affected him slightly, but it was just a slight impact.

Chen Ming reacted immediately and resisted the influence. He also adjusted the way of his reply according to the direction of the influence so as not to let the glass bead psychic notice anything unusual.

However, this psychic energy fluctuation still left something in An Wuping's mind.

(End of this chapter)