Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station-Chapter 548 - 179: Yan Xiong’s Application Method_3

Chapter 548: Chapter 179: Yan Xiong’s Application Method_3

Even if it’s said that the company’s ships come without a cost,

people still need money, right?

Compensation for casualties also requires money.

The marines landing on the Space Station need money too.

Moreover, on the company’s side, unexpected situations occur,

so their own ships definitely can’t move immediately.

Moving fleets within Empire’s territory requires approval.

To speed up this approval, you’d have to spend some extra money, right? 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Considering all these scattered expenses, it’s better to directly hire Bounty Hunters with armed ship permits, and people like you.

"By the way, the company has already gotten you an armed ship permit, so your fleet stationed here won’t be caught by the Patrol Team every day, and you don’t need to contact the Fourteenth Legion."

Hearing this, Chen Ming suddenly laughed.

The director immediately asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Ming explained, "A while ago, when I first came to the Pirate Space Station incognito, I wanted such a permit very much, but I could only dream of it."

"Now that I neither want nor need it, it’s delivered into my hands."

The director shrugged instinctively and said, "The strength you’ve shown is the reason you got it. Whether you want it or not, someone will deliver it to you. That’s just how the world works."

"I know."

After saying this, Chen Ming paused for a moment, accepting the permit with some emotion.

Then he said, "Alright, I’ll go back to this Space Station, but my Psychic ability..."

"It doesn’t matter. Psychics have had conflicts with ordinary people in the past on certain matters. By then, just sign an agreement with the local government."

"Psychics in the Empire also have to obey the law in public view. Remember not to make mistakes in such matters, or it might affect your cooperation with others in the future."

"I understand. I also like people who follow the rules."

Chen Ming agreed, suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Now that it’s like this, does the Director still need to be killed?"

"The Director is definitely dead. Because of him, the company got involved with Zuo Jing, leading to a government investigation, which caused quite a loss."

"Although the company’s relation with Zuo Jing has been clarified, he surely won’t survive, so it doesn’t matter whether we do it or not, he’ll die eventually."

"But, for me, it’s still best if he’s killed."

Chen Ming understood and said, "No problem, where is the Director now?"

"He’s on his yacht right now."

"The yacht will later be used as one of the pieces of evidence of his wrongdoing, sent back. We’ve temporarily converted a cell on board; he won’t have a comfortable stay."

"What a coincidence?"

"Indeed a coincidence."

The director’s tone made Chen Ming certain that arrangements like these were made deliberately after talking with others.

There’s nothing more to say.

Chen Ming knew what to do next.

It’s normal for someone in that position to take some advantage, but targeting the director and having designs on his things means they’ve picked the wrong person to mess with.

And Chen Ming remembered what the director mentioned initially.

Even if the current Director dies, this position, used for trading interests, will be taken over by someone else, who might continue causing trouble.

Ideally, his death should serve as a deterrent for whoever takes over.

Therefore, the more miserably the Director dies, the better.

However, Chen Ming didn’t want to affect the innocents on board the ship.

So, after some consideration, to meet the director’s needs...

Chen Ming checked the situation of the yacht he had controlled.

At this moment, the yacht had already left the Pirate Space Station, traveling through the Superspace Channel.

Inside a modified small warehouse of the ship, the Director, who had lost quite some weight but still looked like a fat pig, was detained.

His body was covered with scabbed wounds, lying on a narrow bed that didn’t fit him at all.

Although he was asleep, his face still showed a pained expression.

But, in any case, Chen Ming felt no sympathy, believing that when doing things, one must first put their mind in the right place; since he didn’t do that, now suffering is what he deserved.

Chen Ming saw through the room’s surveillance that the Director’s hands and feet were shackled with electronic cuffs, making movement barely possible.

The electronic shackles had comprehensive functionality; hence there wasn’t any guard watching over inside or outside the room.

In fact, not even a shadow was present in the adjacent rooms.

There was nothing more to say.

Chen Ming slightly modified the ship’s heat dissipation circuit to match his idea...

The effect of the modified dissipation circuit was simple: the ship’s cooling system would focus all the heat that should have been discharged into the Director’s cell.

To prevent affecting others, Chen Ming additionally locked the permissions for the surrounding rooms, making them impossible to open even from the main control terminal.

And the screams suddenly erupted from the room naturally didn’t reach the ears of others on the spaceship.

However, the main control room did notice what was happening on the surveillance screen.

But the person currently in charge of the main control seemed to ignore the struggle of the Director in the room full of high temperature.

He simply took out a cigarette, lit it, and then turned off the surveillance in the temporary cell.

About half an hour later.

The person in charge called on the ship’s guards, leading them to the now unlocked cell.