"What’s going on?"
Hearing Chen Ming’s sudden question, the boss subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"
"My Spiritual Power has recovered, and there are no aftereffects of being forced."
"Oh, that."
The boss thought it was sothing important, but it turned out to be this.
After hearing Chen Ming’s words, he casually knocked on the wall beside him.
A shadow, fainter compared to before, poked its head out from the wall and then went back in.
The Ship Spirit helped Chen Ming bear the loss of Spiritual Power.
This situation made him fully realize what the saying "The Ship Spirit is the second life of the Psychic" really ant.
Just when Chen Ming was marveling at the power of the Ship Spirit.
The terminal in the boss’s hand vibrated again.
He picked up the terminal and glanced at it, saying to Chen Ming, "Xiao Ming, rember I told you that the president wants to see you? He wants to have a little chat with you ahead of ti."
Chen Ming was taken aback and said, "Okay."
The boss casually picked up the phone and handed the terminal to Chen Ming.
A gentle and steady middle-aged man’s voice ca from the other end, sounding older than the boss: "Hello, Chen Ming."
"Hello... President."
"I’ve heard about you from Wu An for a long ti."
"Mm, too."
The president chuckled softly and said, "I just want to have a casual chat with you today, get to know you."
"If there’s anything you want to ask, feel free. If I can answer it over the phone, I’ll do so right away."
The president’s attitude towards Chen Ming was so good that Chen Ming couldn’t help but look at the boss beside him uncertainly.
However, the boss rely shrugged, indicating Chen Ming should decide what to do himself.
"Thank you, President. I want to ask how you ultimately resolved the dinsion infection last ti? What did Mr. Wu an when he said it was roughly resolved? Also, what is dinsion infection exactly?"
"Did Wu An tell you the specific thod to resolve it?"
"He said you banished those things."
For so reason, the president paused montarily.
Then he said, "It wasn’t quite banishnt. Banishnt requires a specific place, but I simply threw those distorted eyeballs out of our cosmic space at that ti."
"I don’t know exactly where they ended up, but I can be sure it’s not anywhere within our universe."
"It’s not in the Superspace, nor in any space we’re studying that resembles Superspace."
"It’s not even in their original space, which is why Wu An ntioned it was roughly resolved."
So random?
This thought flashed across Chen Ming’s mind. He suddenly thought of his Unstable Hyperspace Navigation Teleportation Engine.
Also random, but limited to within Superspace.
"As for your question about what dinsion infection actually is, I can’t give you an accurate answer."
"Our current research on dinsion infections is quite behind."
"You’ve personally experienced it. Ordinary people can’t interact with these things at all,
"Only I and a few research Psychics are studying these things, but the efficiency isn’t great."
"However, you can broadly understand dinsion infection as a thod of erosion from another space or dinsion into ours."
Suddenly, Chen Ming grasped sothing.
Not what dinsion infection is exactly, but why the president wanted to find him.
This might be sowhat related to his Spiritual Energy, but the bigger reason must be because he experienced dinsion infection and is the gene source of the clone that caused it.
Plus, the president has ntioned they’re currently researching that dinsion.
So, it just so happens that the formally trained Chen Ming is fully qualified to be invited to join them.
Although Chen Ming studied engineering, not science, he at least has so basic knowledge.
Moreover, even though his focus was on machinery and spacecraft, it doesn’t affect the study of that dinsion.
After all, the Superspace supporting the Empire’s territory can be considered a type of dinsion.
As a product occupying both chanical and spacecraft research directions, capable of entering this dinsion through the Superspace Navigation System.
It just indicates the connection between machinery and other dinsions.
Furthermore, Chen Ming is a Psychic, possessing a natural resistance that ordinary people lack when facing that special dinsion.
So it’s definitely reasonable for them to seek Chen Ming.
The president likely hopes Chen Ming will join to assist in his research.
Even if Chen Ming doesn’t want to join them, eting and talking in person will surely benefit his research.
Chen Ming’s current intention is to continue exploring beyond the Empire, away from its internal troubles.
Therefore, he temporarily has no thoughts of joining the Spiritual Ability Association or the president’s research team.
But if it’s just a chat, simply lending a hand is not a problem.
So after considering for a while, Chen Ming responded, "I understand."
"Also, one more thing, I’ve obtained sothing like an amber. What’s its exact purpose?"
The president kindly replied to Chen Ming, just as before, "Wu An already told about it, but it’s hard to explain over the phone. We’ll discuss it more thoroughly when we et in a few days."
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