This is really not mechanical ascension Chapter 1294 - 662: Abel’s Wrath — Development Progress 100%

"If that’s really the case, it wouldn’t hurt to try reaching out to them," spoke the X Level Life Form seated in the front row.

Within the Empire, there are nurous interests worth scheming over, high-quality mineral resources, exclusive operating rights, such a large consur market—just taking a tiny bit could make them a fortune.

Not to ntion so proprietary technologies; many interesting things from the Empire are not even for sale outside.

This is also the sole significance the ssage holds for them.

Li Ming’s gaze flickered, sweeping briefly over Ettore without a word.

The group discussed the Empire’s matters for a while longer before gradually logging off one by one.

After logging off, Li Ming imdiately sent a ssage to Anduin.

Within a few minutes, there was a response—

"Ettore claims his information cos from the Empire’s Second Prince; a friend’s son-in-law is a core advisor, who had once subtly hinted that the related actions are tied to whether he can inherit the Holy Emperor’s throne..."

"But the conclusion of ’selecting an inheritor’ is not backed by any evidence; it’s rely his own speculation."

Li Ming’s eyes glead sharply; although it’s just Ettore Da’s guess.

But based on information he’s received from various sources, this speculation is indeed very likely to be true.

"Is Adam really about to die?" Li Ming muttered, feeling as though the situation before him was like seeing flowers in a fog, difficult to decipher.

As energy particles surged around him, they gradually enveloped him.

......

The Empire Sixteenth Ard Patrol Fleet Base, located in the Empire Sixteenth Star Zone, is responsible for the security of over ten star clusters within its borders.

In the reception room, Abel frowned, his knuckles tapping ceaselessly on the table before him, his face showing signs of anxiety, wanting to get up several tis, yet suppressing the urge.

After over twenty more minutes had passed, he seed finally unable to endure it any longer and suddenly stood up.

"Wait for a while..." ca a deep voice from behind, as a pair of large hands pressed down on his shoulders, forcibly pushing him back into the seat.

Behind him stood a life form clad in heavy armor, whose countenance was stern and composed.

"It’s one thing for him to co seeking you, but it’s a whole other thing for you to go seeking him."

Lethes, not just a counselor but also a bodyguard, was a confidant from so Planet Governor.

Abel sighed, "I understand, but you know the situation at this base as well as I do; he might already have been killed."

"Even if he’s been killed, you just have to endure," Lethes shook his head, "The lesson from the Sixth Prince is still fresh in our mory; a misstep and you’ll end up like him."

Abel’s expression changed slightly, recalling his brother, who ended up in such a state in just half a month.

Was he not cautious?

Perhaps not; he had t him before, definitely not a reckless person, yet ended up disgraced.

He cald his thoughts and continued to wait; who knows how much ti passed before the door of the lounge was finally knocked on, with a virtual screen popping up on the inside, displaying a rather corpulent human clad in standard armor.

"Who is it?" Abel asked in a deep voice, though slightly startled.

"General Kopel sent to deliver sothing," ca the low reply.

"Co in." Abel nodded at last, and the door was pushed open as the person wheeled in a serving cart.

"Your Highness... General Kopel specially instructed to take good care of you..." The person grinned fawningly, placing a tray from the cart in front of Abel.

Upon opening, it revealed a golden, glittering fish.

Abel’s expression changed subtly as he slowly said, "Here, it’s very safe."

The person’s fawning look subsided, becoming sowhat anxious and uneasy, then looked at Lethes behind Abel.

"He’s one of us, you can be at ease," Abel explained.

But the person didn’t speak or say anything, just stared blankly at Lethes.

Hesitating slightly, Abel finally said, "Lethes, step outside for a mont."

"Your Highness!" Lethes’s expression changed, his tone grave.

"Leave," Abel’s voice grew heavier.

Lethes frowned deeply but didn’t speak a second ti, directly leaving the lounge.

Seeing Lethes leave, the person’s expression relaxed a bit.

Abel asked, "What’s your na?"

"Camilo..." he replied in a low voice.

"My people tell you know a lot of things?" Abel’s eyes slightly narrowed.

Camilo’s throat bobbed, eyes showing clear fear, "Your Highness, do you really want to ask?"

"Speak, according to the records, in just six months, this base has consud 500 billion in various resources, which is very wrong," Abel said solemnly.

He had been at the base for over ten days, and whether officers high or low, many were even willing to face mory screening devices voluntarily.

This gave him quite a headache, and he dared not act too rashly, only slowly waiting.

Then, just three days ago, soone approached his guard, renewing his hope.

Having secretly negotiated with them for several days, they finally agreed to take the risk to et him.

"...There’s a chain of interests..." Camilo’s expression showed fear and panic.

Abel’s deanor turned stern, "Explain carefully..."

"...One bullet, unfired, is worth five Star Coins, once fired, it’s worthless; an enemy can be killed with one shot, ten shots, or even a hundred shots, Your Highness, how do you choose?" Camilo stared intently at Abel.

Abel silently clenched his fists, the issue was troubleso here; this was no longer just a leader’s problem.

A bullet wasn’t just a bullet—it could be a physical shell, or an additional damaged warship.

"You don’t need to ask , those unfired bullets must have sowhere to go..." Abel said in a deep voice.