Space Odyssey from Abandoned Mining Space Station Chapter 552 - 179: Yan Xiong’s Application Method3

Even if we say their company already has them, these ships aren’t free

People always need money, right?

The compensation for casualties needs money too

The landing ground troops at the Space Station also need money

Moreover, in unexpected situations at the company,

their ships definitely won’t be the first to move

Mobilizing a fleet within the Empire needs approval

This approval process needs to speed up, which requires extra money, right?

Adding all these scattered costs, it’s better to directly hire bounty hunters with ard ship licenses, and people like you

"By the way, the company has already arranged an ard ship license for you, so your fleet stationed here won’t be caught by the Patrol Team every day, and you might need to contact the Fourteenth Legion."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming suddenly smiled.

The factory manager imdiately asked, "What’s so funny?"

Chen Ming explained, "A while ago, right when I had just co to the Pirate Space Station and gone incognito, I really wanted such a license, but I could only wish for it."

"Now that I no longer want or need it, it’s been delivered right into my hands."

The factory manager instinctively shrugged and said, "The strength you have demonstrated is the reason you’ve received it. Even if you don’t want it, soone would hand it to you. That’s how this world works."

"I know."

After Chen Ming finished speaking, he was silent for a little while, accepting the license with so emotion.

He then said, "Alright, I’ll return with this Space Station, but about my Psychic abilities..."

"Don’t worry, there have been Psychics before who had conflicts with ordinary people in certain matters, just sign a local governnt protocol agreent then."

"Psychics within the Empire also have to obey the law in public view. Rember not to ss up with this kind of thing, otherwise, it might affect your collaboration with others in the future."

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

Chen Ming agreed, and suddenly he rembered sothing and asked, "Now that things are like this, does that director still need to be killed?"

"The director is definitely done for. The company got tangled up with Zuo Jing because of him, which led the governnt to investigate us, and it’s quite a significant loss."

"Although the company’s connection with Zuo Jing has been cleared upon investigation, the mistakes he made are obvious, he’s already finished."

"However, for , it’s best to resolve things in advance."

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

"He’s on his yacht."

"The yacht will be sent back as evidence of his wrongdoing, we’ve temporarily modified a cell on board, he won’t be comfortable."

"What a coincidence?"

"Indeed, quite a coincidence."

The tone of the factory manager at this mont made Chen Ming certain that the factory manager must have spoken with others and arranged it this way on purpose.

There was nothing more to be said.

Chen Ming knew what to do next.

It’s normal for people in certain positions to take so benefits, but when it’s aid at the factory manager and they have ideas about his belongings, it ans they’ve ssed with the wrong person.

Moreover, Chen Ming rembered what the factory manager told him at the beginning.

Even if the current director dies, this position used for exchanging benefits, once taken over by soone else, they might continue to cause trouble.

It’s best if his death intimidates the next person who takes over.

So naturally, the director’s death should be as horrific as possible.

However, Chen Ming didn’t want to affect the others on the ship who were innocent.

So in the end, after considering it, if he wanted to et the factory manager’s expectations...

Chen Ming checked the situation on the yacht he had once controlled.

At the mont, the yacht had already left the Pirate Space Station and was sailing in the Superspace Channel.

In a renovated small storage room inside the spaceship, the director, who had lost a lot of weight but still looked like a fat pig, was detained.

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

Even though he was asleep, his face still wore an expression of agony.

But anyway, Chen Ming felt no sympathy; when doing things, one should put their mind where it belongs, and since he didn’t, he deserved the suffering.

Chen Ming saw through the room’s monitoring that the director’s hands and feet were shackled with electronic cuffs, even moving was an issue.

The electronic cuffs were fully functional, so there were no guards inside or outside the room.

Not even a shadow of people was around the nearby rooms.

It was very convenient for Chen Ming to act.

He slightly altered the spaceship’s heat dissipation system to suit his ideas.

The effect of the modified heat dissipation system was simple; the spaceship’s system would concentrate all the heat, which should have been dissipated, into the director’s cell.

To prevent affecting others, Chen Ming incidentally locked all access rights to the nearby rooms, even the main control terminal couldn’t open them.

The sudden scream that rang out in the room naturally didn’t reach anyone else on the spaceship.

However, the main control room did see the events unfolding on the monitor.

The person in charge in the main control room seed oblivious to the struggling director in the scorching room.

He just pulled out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and then turned off the temporary cell’s surveillance.

About half an hour later.

The person in charge called in the ship’s guards, and with them led the way to the now unlocked cell.