There were many empty rooms in Roy Palace, and Burke was able to get one.
During his rare vacation, Burke did not lie in bed to rest.
He sat at the table in the outer room, fiddling with a new type of energy gun. Although he was also a member of the military, not everyone treated disassembling and assembling weapons as a pastime like Qin Chu.
At this moment, Burke stared intently at the energy gun in his hand. He reached down and pressed on the energy tank, but couldn't easily pull it out.
This is only natural; replacing the energy tank certainly cannot be done so casually.
However, some people can easily pull this thing out in the blink of an eye.
Recalling the situation he encountered when he surrounded the man in black last time, Burke felt more and more uneasy.
Burke had long realized that this man in black robes was not so simple, but this time, he had to guess that this elusive fellow was connected to the military.
However, the robe on the man in black perfectly concealed the instrument's detection of mental waves, and he left no other information.
Other information...
Burke suddenly remembered that when this man first came to Roy Palace, he had him register.
With all systems down, these registrations are just formalities, so Burke hadn't paid any attention to them before.
He thought for a moment, frowned, walked out of the room, and went to the tower outside Roy Palace.
The cabinet would come every now and then to copy the information left by these visitors, but the original registration documents would remain at Roy Palace.
Although two months had passed, there were hardly any people on the capital planet, and even fewer came to Roy Palace, so Burke found the black-robed man's registration file with almost no effort.
He then realized that the man in the black robe had left behind not a name and address, but a string of numbers resembling an identity ID.
The first two digits of an Imperial citizen's identification code are often the code of their birth planet.
The beginning of this number should also have a similar designation, B134...
Burke glanced at it initially but couldn't recall any planet labeled B134. Now he went through all the planet labels he'd seen again, but still couldn't find a matching one.
It was a bit hot inside the tower. Burke looked around for a while but couldn't find any clues, so he decided to leave.
Just then, a bead of sweat slid down his forehead and landed on the string of numbers. Burke reached out to wipe the sweat away, but then paused, startled.
Sweat beads covered the number 4, and the three preceding numbers became B13...
Burke looked up and cursed.
B13 is the code for a garbage planet.
Of all the people he knew, only one had ever lived on this planet.
On a garbage planet.
Four members of the National Defense Forces were carrying a sleep pod down the steps.
This tower was originally an incinerator on a garbage planet, abandoned for many years. However, in the last two days, one of the furnaces has been reignited, accumulating high temperatures, and the entire tower is filled with scorching air.
As they slowly approached the lower levels, sweat beaded on the foreheads of these soldiers.
"Hurry up, finish this mission as soon as possible, then you can return to the capital planet."
The speaker was a man in a suit. He was not a member of the National Defense Force, but belonged to the Cabinet and was currently in charge of communications between the Garbage Star and the Imperial City Star.
The soldiers remained silent, their expressions somewhat grim.
One of the younger ones was a worshipper of Qin Chu. Now he was going to personally carry his most admired person and send him alive into the incinerator.
No one asked them to, but the several soldiers tacitly removed their caps.
As they walked down the stairs, wherever they went, the National Defense Army soldiers on guard duty would unanimously remove their caps and give a solemn salute.
There is discord between the National Defense Force and the military headquarters, and occasional friction occurs.
However, this does not mean they can stand by and watch Qin Chu be killed.
The scene made the cabinet official's face turn somewhat grim. He cleared his throat and emphasized, "You must understand clearly that the person in the sleep pod now is Qin Chu, who has already betrayed us. If his body is taken over by artificial intelligence, who among you can stop him? Can all of you combined even beat him on one finger? Only by destroying his body can the safety of the empire be guaranteed!"
These words made the person who carried the sleep pod look even more serious.
If Qin Chu's body were taken over by artificial intelligence... indeed, no one could stop him.
They went down another floor.
Just as they were about to reach the lit furnace, one of the soldiers carrying the sleep pods in front paused.
"It moved! Did the sleep pod vibrate?" He turned his head to look back hesitantly.
Through the transparent window at the top, you can see the black-haired man inside still floating quietly in the nutrient solution.
His eyelids were tightly closed, and his thick eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't see it!" These words made the official next to him turn pale.
Other members of the National Defense Forces nearby couldn't help but look towards the sleep pod.
Just as everyone's attention was focused on the transparent window of the sleep pod, the person who had been quietly closing their eyes suddenly opened them.
A pair of dark, indifferent eyes suddenly met the gazes of the crowd.
Then, the man seemed unaccustomed to the surrounding light, and his narrow eyes squinted slightly.
"He's awake! General Qin is really awake!"
Immediately, someone shouted.
The people carrying the sleep pods stopped in their tracks, hesitating whether to put them down.
"Quick! Don't stop! You've forgotten, Qin Chu has already betrayed us. The one waking up in his body now must be the mastermind!" The official immediately stepped forward, pushing several soldiers forward. "Quickly throw the sleep pods into the incinerator!"
By this time, the man inside the sleep pod had adjusted to the brightness of the light. He frowned and reached out to press the switch button inside the sleep pod.
"Hurry up!" the official urged urgently. "The sleep pods are shut down; he can't open them!"
The soldiers were thrown into disarray, unsure of what to do, and could only follow the officers' orders.
The black-haired man clearly realized that the button wasn't working. His eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp, cold glint flashing within them. Then, he gathered his strength and slammed his fist into the wall of the sleep pod.
The entire cabin shook violently, and several soldiers almost couldn't lift it.
"Don't stop! He can't break the sleep pod, what are you afraid of!" the official urged.
No sooner had he said that than the man punched the spot where he had been before.
With a "crack," a crack appeared on the transparent bulkhead.
The group, including the officials, were all stunned.
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, these sleep pods were made entirely of the same material used in starship hulls, making them extremely sturdy. No one expected that such a material could be cracked by someone's bare hands.
"Hurry! The incinerator is just ahead, finish the mission quickly!" the captain standing to the side ordered sternly.
If such a Qin-Chu were to become traitors...
Several people carried the sleep pods and ran quickly toward the incinerator, where a wave of heat was already hitting them.
Just as the group was running, a loud "bang" was heard, accompanied by the sound of something breaking and falling to the ground.
The sleep pod shook violently and crashed to the ground.
A long, slender arm emerged from the ruptured hull, its palm bracing firmly against the bulkhead, the forearm revealing beautiful muscle lines.
The next second, the black-haired man sat up from the hole, revealing his lean yet powerful waist and back.
The clear nutrient solution slid down his jet-black hair and pale skin, across his eyelids, and clung to his thick eyelashes, glistening in the crimson firelight.
Author's Note:
My wrist and fingers still hurt from tenosynovitis QAQ
I rested for two days but there were no significant results. Now I just want to finish this and get a proper month of rest.
Chapter 137 Meeting
In a special ward at the medical base on the capital planet.
Dud has already left, and now is a time of severe shortage of medical staff, so it's impossible for him to stay here around the clock.
Kamin is still around.
He sat listlessly on a chair to the side, then slid down quite a distance, looking as if he might slip off the chair at any moment.
The time is really boring right now.
Without the internet, and with nothing else to pass the time, the old butler at Roy Palace recommended a few heavy books, but Camming got a headache just looking at them and could only thank the butler for his kindness.
It was because he was bored that Cumming left his planet to find Levi.
Because there are always some exciting things happening when you're around Levy.
However, there are also downsides, namely that this person's personality is too unpredictable.
For example, right now, the person they finally found is lying unconscious in a sleep pod. Cumming can't figure out what Levy is feeling, so he can only try to minimize his presence and avoid attracting Levy's attention.
With his legs a little numb from lying down, Cumming grimaced as he sat up straight and stealthily turned to glance at Levi.
Two days have passed since the person was sent to the medical base. During these two days, Levi has hardly left the ward, but it's hard to tell whether he's particularly warm towards the person in the sleep pod.
Camin had given up on guessing Levy's feelings, but he still imagined a dramatic love story: "If something happens to you, I won't be able to eat or sleep and will stay by your bedside waiting for you to wake up."
When he looked over, he found Levy fast asleep, leaning back in his chair.
Holy crap, is she really asleep?
He's not even awake yet, but he's sleeping so soundly. Shouldn't he keep up this devoted lover persona for a little while longer?
Kamin couldn't help but stand up and take a closer look. When he was still a meter away from Levi, the man opened his eyes and looked at him.
"What are you doing?" Levy yawned.
"...Check if you're asleep." Camin said truthfully.
Levi glanced at him and scoffed, "What, just because he's not awake doesn't mean I can't sleep?"
Kamin shrank back without saying a word.
Levi's reaction left him somewhat confused as to whether he had just fallen asleep or not.