"Stop pretending, or I’ll go talk to the manager."
"Please don’t."
Old Wu quickly got up.
Chen Ming shook his head, unable to hold back a smile, and said, "I heard from the manager that you were hospitalized, so I ca to check on you. Turns out you’re just faking! Get out of here and stop wasting dical resources."
"This hospital is empty every day. There’s no wasting here; not staying here would be a waste."
Despite his words, Old Wu obediently stood up, seemingly not planning to stay any longer.
Chen Ming glanced around the hospital room and asked, "Where’s the Power Armor?"
"Left it at the bar. It’s not good to wear it directly and take an ambulance here. I had soone from the bar deliver it to the dock; it should be in the warehouse where we usually stack goods."
"You’ll definitely see it later."
Of course Chen Ming would see it; he could dismantle the Power Armor to recycle the materials anyti.
But now that he’s ntioning the Power Armor under his control, it’s not about knowing where it is or wanting it back, but about sothing else.
Chen Ming said directly to Old Wu, "The Power Armor is yours, to keep you safe."
"Although last ti’s assassination in the Battle Zone was aid at , next ti it might not be. It’s better for you to have it, besides I’m not interested in it."
"Also, about the pirate bounty, don’t go personally. Leave it to soone else to handle."
"Find soone trustworthy, soone who can collect the money and won’t run away with it."
Fighting pirates usually results in two things: their bounty and their ships.
Chen Ming can directly take the ships back as long as his fleet includes an engineering ship and a Gamma Core.
Only sending pirates for bounty collection really requires soone to do it.
With Chen Ming’s current involvent, Old Wu isn’t necessarily safe even on the Space Station, let alone elsewhere.
Although the boss just said the assassination was a spontaneous act by soone in the Battle Zone.
But the quick response from the Battle Zone leaves Chen Ming unsure whether its leaders are involved.
So it’s best to have a backup plan, let Old Wu have so ans of self-preservation.
Old Wu needs to stay careful too, or he’ll be caught off guard if he can’t wear the Power Armor in ti.
Plus, Chen Ming plans to arrange sothing for the manager for protection, but he’ll discuss it next ti they et.
Old Wu gladly accepted Chen Ming’s gift.
He imdiately sent a ssage to the bar, looking delighted, and said, "No problem, I’m quite afraid of dying, don’t worry."
"Hmm, keep the terminal I gave you with you, contact if anything happens."
"I ca to tell you about this, but I have other things to do, so I’m leaving now."
"Take care."
Chen Ming turned and walked out of the hospital room.
He had just left but suddenly turned back to look into the room and said, "I’ve already sent the news that you’re fine to the manager, so if you don’t want the manager coming over, you’d better leave now."
Old Wu froze mid-action of lying back on the bed, clicked his tongue, and began changing out of his hospital gown.
Only then did Chen Ming leave, walking down the hospital corridor, thinking about his upcoming tasks.
There’s still too much to handle these two days.
Not finishing everything now would be troubleso later if he had to return after setting off.
He’d rather spend more effort on these matters than co back later to deal with the ss.
So Chen Ming planned to find Bai Quan next, with many issues to resolve there too.
The timing seed right too, as Bai Quan should be resting.
Just as he confird his idea, the elevator in front of the building arrived.
Chen Ming was about to enter when soone stopped him.
The elevator was packed, full of guards from the managent bureau.
They surrounded a plump figure, the director.
The guard who blocked Chen Ming said, "Sorry, it’s full. Please wait for the next one."
Chen Ming wasn’t wearing his Protective Suit, just casual clothes and a mask.
Dressed in a typical hospital outfit, he wasn’t recognized.
Silently, Chen Ming nodded and stepped aside.
How timid has the director beco?
Chen Ming found it amusing, absentmindedly pressing another elevator button.
At that mont, he noticed the director seed to have his computer with him.
Earlier, Chen Ming had a micro-robot leave so tiny parts in the director’s computer to track its location.
Why is he carrying his computer around?
Without peeking into the closing elevator, Chen Ming focused on the director’s location while waiting for the next elevator.
He also activated the micro-robot left in the director’s office.
Scanning the area with the robot, Chen Ming found the office seemingly hurriedly tidied, leaving it sowhat ssy and empty.
Is he planning to flee?
Chen Ming imdiately hacked into the managent bureau’s system using the backdoor he had previously left.
Watching through elevator surveillance, he saw the director’s elevator solely destined for the top floor, not the office level.
Using the trojan implanted in the director’s computer and unknowingly transferred to the director’s terminal, Chen Ming quickly monitored the situation.
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