After all, in Zuo Jing’s eyes, An Wuping was at least a physical type of Psychic, the least fearso against the physical body, whether it was poison or sothing else.
No need to cause trouble in this kind of place.
After Chen Ming confird that there was no issue with this dicine, he allowed An Wuping’s body to start absorbing it.
Among the materials of this dicine, there were so that cald the mind and focused the spirit, absorbing them didn’t have any harm... but also no benefit...
Because Chen Ming found out after absorbing it that this potion was entirely acting on the brain, and all components were used to protect the brain once absorbed.
However, An Wuping’s brain was just an ornant, so taking this dicine was useless.
But it didn’t matter much, he wasn’t suffering from rage syndro, so missing this wasn’t a big deal.
Just pretend when necessary.
As An Wuping’s body absorbed the dicine, the violent aura around him gradually dissipated.
Once aware that An Wuping was no longer in a violent state, Thousand Faces repeated what he had just said: "We just need you to cooperate with us temporarily, consider it a temporary partnership."
"We treat you, you exert your force, once you’re healed, you leave, a very simple deal, isn’t it?"
Of course, in reality, Thousand Faces never intended to just let An Wuping go; there were various ans waiting for him later.
But for now, this was what they were saying.
Chen Ming was well aware of this.
Thousand Faces also knew full well that Chen Ming was aware of it.
He was confident that once An Wuping joined, he could fully capture him.
And Chen Ming was equally confident that once he joined Zuo Jing, he would turn it upside down from the inside.
Both of them harbored their own sches, it was just a matter of who was more capable.
For Chen Ming, since Zuo Jing misjudged him, they would soon understand what pain truly was.
Chen Ming stopped pondering this and directly asked, "What do you want to do?"
Thousand Faces didn’t rush to answer, but rather stepped forward and extended his hand, "Pleasure working with you? Just call Thousand Faces."
Chen Ming withdrew from his insectification form, gradually returning to human form, and reached out to shake hands.
But just as he grasped Thousand Faces’ hand, he suddenly exerted force, trying to slam Thousand Faces into the Space Station’s wreckage.
Mid-swing, a burst of Black Mist exploded from Thousand Faces.
Thousand Faces disengaged from Chen Ming’s grasp, quickly erging from the shadows unscathed.
An Wuping obviously remained hostile to Zuo Jing, but the violent aura around him had indeed receded completely.
Thousand Faces sensed this, so he simply dusted off his Protective Suit, removing the ashes, and asked, "Cooled down now? You see my abilities, I can leave easily, violent threats are aningless."
Chen Ming leaned against the undestroyed wall, bowed his head, and said nothing.
Thousand Faces wasn’t upset at Chen Ming’s lack of response, instead saying, "As long as you calm down."
"So let’s hear what our partnership entails, we need you to head to the Cai Mo Star Realm."
Chen Ming turned his head, looking at Thousand Faces again, "That was the place I was planning to go anyway."
"But originally you were going there to oppose us, now you can help us."
"What do you want to do?"
"There’s a very important laboratory, keep it secure, don’t let anyone approach."
"..."
Chen Ming silently accepted.
However, he did have a question inside.
Was this laboratory really that important? If it truly was important, they shouldn’t casually reveal its existence to him, nor should they entrust a Psychic who was just coerced into joining Zuo Jing with his task.
Thinking about it, Chen Ming didn’t utter a word.
He even followed Thousand Faces onto his Shuttle Boat.
Arriving on a Destroyer waiting to pick them up, they left this Star System.
And in this Star System, which was now only wreckage, for so reason, no governnt personnel had arrived.
A day later.
The Director’s call suddenly reached Chen Ming’s hands.
Chen Ming answered the call with his usual Fourteenth Legion guise.
The Director’s voice imdiately ca through: "The new week’s updated data has been sent over, please receive it."
"The aftermath of the Dinsional Infection is still expanding, several sparsely distributed Star Systems in the Cai Mo Star Realm now have a one hundred percent birth defect rate among newborns, and the hospital’s maternity and psychology departnts will be flooded for the next at least eight to nine months."
Chen Ming hadn’t even had ti to look at the data sent by the Director, just by listening to the Director’s words, he already sensed trouble: "The situation is still dire, what about the others?"
"Also not ideal, although we’ve collaborated with the Empire to mass-produce new equipnt, many people are using the equipnt to search for the source of the Dinsional Infection."
"But it’s still elusive, even those Star Systems with a one hundred percent mutation rate have been thoroughly searched, they are not the developntal source."
"So we continue as before?"
"Yes, we stay focused on our responsibilities, letting others do as they please, our Association always aligns its pace with the Empire, prioritizing stability and incident handling."
"By the way, did I tell you about that person?"
"Which one?"
"An Wuping."
Chen Ming’s expression turned a bit more serious: "An Wuping? Who?"
"The Psychic I ntioned before, the one who nipped a Dinsional Infection in the bud at the Zuo Jing Space Station."
"Oh, him, what about it?"
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